Mr. Paints
episode 12

Minami felt her body being thrown in a round of time whose tip was nowhere to be seen.

He thought his life was over, until the moment his eyes opened, a room he knew was plastered in front of his face.

The apartment. Right, he has returned to the future. Or is it? Allegedly wrong?

The girl's forehead was wet, her breathing also felt very tight. How did that happen? All the events he had just experienced were like a dream.

Even the Yukata he was supposed to still wear, has now changed her old frumpy pajamas for the past three years.

Impossible, whispered Minami hurriedly approached the calendar on the study table. Checking something.

This is the day I was stripped naked by Kotomi. What then? Now with what can I avoid my own destiny? Princess Kaguya? Fuck all that! Minami snorted in annoyance, throwing the desk calendar under her feet.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Still frustrated, Minami's eyes suddenly moved, turning toward the exit. It was just a knock but instantly his heart was engulfed in a gripping feeling.

Wh who? I've never met anyone.

Minami leaned over, peering through the hole under the lock with a feeling of fear.

Not very clear, but a pair of beautiful leather shoes that the guest wears, explains who the owner is.

Almost the girl was screaming hysterically when she found out who was out there. He smothered his mouth with an expression of disbelief.

Kotomi? How could he come with two friends? It's not a holiday.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Now his tap intonation sounds a little rough and high.

"Mina-san, you're inside right? We heard today you didn't come in. Let us see you" Kotomi said between the beats.

If only the mask on Kotomi's face could be removed, it might look a sharp grin under his mouth.

Of course, it was nothing more than nonsense. Kotomi could not possibly consider anyone as his friend.

The girl knew very well, when treating the sycophants well, it was the same as giving them an inappropriate price.

Kotomi's smile could only inflate completely while tormenting others. He is a psychopath who hides from behind the cynical face of a schoolgirl.

Yes, now Minami just needs to shut up and not open the door. They'll leave soon if any of their neighbors complain noisily. In an apartment for only thousands of yen for a month of rent, it is no longer a secret if in each room the bulkhead is very thin.

But it's not that easy to avoid fate. No matter how hard one tries, the end result is determined only by God.

For five minutes Minami covered her ears from the noise from outside, in the following minutes, suddenly quietly changed another voice.

"What's wrong? You guys haven't come in yet?"

The voice of the apartment owner mastered the small pause behind the door.

Minami inched closer, gluing her ears in vigilance.

It can end badly if the door is opened using a duplicate key belonging to building security. Moreover, his condition is not sick.

"Don't he die," a friend of Kotomi looked at another friend.

"Cannot be. Just last night I myself met him to remind him of his male friend who entered without my permission," said the apartment owner shook his head in confusion.

"Friends guy? Can you tell me? What's that guy like?"ask Kotomi interested. His voice that he had made was soft, now unconsciously turned pushy.

Minami begins to fidget, feeling bad from behind the girl's question. The clutching of her apartment door knob was strong, holding back the uneasy feeling in her heart.

Scurrying towards the door, ma'am. Maeda left, disregarding the annoyed gazes of the three high school girls. Besides being disrespectful when talking to her, she feels Kotomi is not a good girl. He does not care about Minami's business, but he hates when others do evil, especially in his apartment.

From behind that door, Minami breathed a sigh of relief. He sat down slowly, holding his chest. But, that feeling of security, vanished in an instant as Kotomi kicked hard right at the part of the door where she was leaning.

"Hey, Minami! I know you're inside! Just look, even if today you can get away with it, not tomorrow."

Although not in direct sight, Minami believes the evil girl is grinning faintly like an animal that is marking her hunt.

Shortly after the two friends kicked in the same spot, they left. Leave the sound of footsteps on the second floor stairs.

For a moment, Minami was silent. He really wanted to make sure they were gone.

The last memories inside the sports warehouse, formed a trauma in his memory. True, if the sickening incident had been removed, but that only applies to the flow of destiny. Minami's memory will continue to stand, settle and can no longer be erased by anything.

The girl was still curled up, regretting many things about all her decisions. Until something suddenly sounds soft, small and shrill.

"Meow."

Like being electrocuted, Minami pricked, erecting her tear-filled face in all directions. His body was reflexively looking for a very familiar voice in his ears. Until finally, his eyes caught the figure of the furry animal on a carpet filled with dust.

He admitted that the uncomfortable feeling was the first one he felt.

Yamashita uses it for greater and more dangerous purposes.

The man was now nothing more than a terror who messed with his heart.

The striped cat licking his nails, strangely ignoring Minami.

Intrigued by the unnatural reaction, Minami slowly and politely folded her legs to approach the cat.

He only hopes that Yamashita's existence is solely to protect him like their original promise.

However, Minami was wrong. More precisely he was confused by the male cat in front of him.

Her fur was dry, her eyes were also not focused on Minami's existence.

He looks like an ordinary cat. If it is Yamashita, its form in a dry state is human.

"Meow."

With a single leap, the beast avoided Minami's helping hand. He left, passing through a window that was blown by the summer air.

Still unable to believe the figure of the cat, Minami ran in the footsteps of the animal to let out her head in the ventilation gap.

His apartment is on the third floor with a flat building without a veranda. It is impossible to find a gap to jump - even for an animal that is good at climbing.

Sure enough, his initial guess that had been dashed, strengthened so quickly in a short time.

Minami's eyes were fiddled, staring at the miracle before her eyes.

Is that an illusion again? The little body of the cat that ignored him was like a sick heart, miraculously turning-steam along with the hot air.

It didn't take long until the wind finally reshaped another figure from the cat's debris.

His long legs retraced, looking reluctantly at the window where Minami was watching his change.

That's obviously Yamashita. His figure was probably dressed

like a man in modern times, but not with his eyes.

The man who cut his hair short still had the charisma of a proud and annoying prince.