Mr. Paints
episode 23

In another corner of Tokyo, the rain did not stop. The sky was still gloomy and the speck fell on the tip of Yoshio's sports shoes.

The clock shows at 7 p.m., then the human tares are no longer as dense as the last hour. Maybe soon the atmosphere of the stop near the school will be quiet. Replace it with a dark and cold atmosphere.

A minute into the screen of his phone, Yoshio's teeth suddenly tightened, like he felt something approaching him silently from behind. There were only two students at the Judo club and himself.

"Hey, do you need to put on that scary face?" Kotomi emerged from the dark with an umbrella over her head. His black jacket, seemed to unite with a gloomy atmosphere.

Yoshio snorted loudly, tidying up the tip of his school pants. If remembered, they never fit. Somehow they had a relationship.

"Let's go home. You're waiting for me, right? I brought a car today. We can talk during the ride" Minami said, pulling Yoshio's hand towards the parking lot.

There was no rejection because from the beginning, he was indeed waiting for Kotomi. "Let me take it."Yoshio swiftly snatched the stalk of the umbrella. Kotomi was too short and his head hit the ceiling many times.

Arriving in front of the car, the umbrella was immediately folded, put in the trunk by the private driver Kotomi. Apparently, the middle-aged man was half sleepy.

"Are you serious about that loser girl?" kotomi asked after they sat in the back seat.

The car then drove, splitting the puddle in front of the exit. Yoshio sighed, a little annoyed at continuing to hear the same question.

"I'm not here to answer your question," Yoshio's sniffled a little bit of intonation.

The shoulder-haired girl sniffed in doubt, staring at the amount of water stuck to the window glass to her left. "Don't argue with me. You obviously just want to make me jealous, don't you?" usik Kotomi smiled cynically. All this time, any man was willing to crawl under his feet. Treasure as well as appearance makes Kotomi sure, even Yoshio who once dumped him will come back to cuckold.

"It seems you misunderstood. Put me down here!" Yoshio gestured for the driver to pull over. He doesn't care anymore. Her pride is again ignored by her ex-boyfriend. This is why in the past, Yoshio wasn't sure it would last long with Kotomi. The girl was so selfish, as if in her previous life, she was an oppressed human being.

Must be upset, Kotomi is only able to slam his expensive bag into Yoshio's back. The man didn't budge, stayed down and then closed the car door.

"Look, you'll be sorry!"Kotomi yelled through the window that he lowered.

Yoshio shook his head, saturated with Kotomi's attitude. "You always tell me. Youlove me. Are you aware now? Your attitude is nothing more than everyone's tormentor."

Yoshio's words silenced Kotomi's mouth. The two looked at each other with different views. If in the girl's heart there was still a speck of sincere feelings, Yoshio was sure that one day, something would change even if it was very little.

Still screaming in disbelief, the car left, carrying Kotomi with the swearing he was yelling all the way.

Yoshio stared at the departure of the car, wiping the raindrops on his face many times. He soon turned around, deciding to forget what had just happened.

Yoshio was being unlucky for going down in a place far from stops and public facilities. With the body wrapped in clothes and wet footwear, chances are there will be a taxi that will accommodate it. Wet seats will only trouble the next passenger.

Walking for a few minutes in the rain, about a hundred meters from where he was walking, Yoshio was surprised to see Minami.

Yoshio felt his heart beat so sharply. "Mina-san!"Shouting loudly, the tall man ran over full of worries.

Not only Minami, Yamashita was also shocked. His stealth instincts even immediately responded through strong and sharp molars.

Feeling bad, Minami took the initiative to get closer first. But Yamashita is faster. His shoulders were gripped, pulling Minami back.

"I don't like it when I talk, you just walk away!"the silver-haired prince whispered threateningly. In his eyes, Yoshio was nothing more than trash. A thousand times a life, hundreds of times he seized the property of others.

"let go. Or me...,"

"Or what? That's bullshit!"cut Yamashita growling annoyed. Yoshio who is now standing to catch his breath.

"Why haven't you come home yet?"Yoshio shook his head in confusion. The question is also how to act as if it implies that he is not aware of the existence of Yamashita.

Minami stuttered, not knowing how to answer. If Yamashita is invisible, why is Yoshio's face tense?

"Come, home. I'll drive you." Trying to ignore him, Yoshio pulled the tip of Minami's hand. The afternoon had changed and the streets were suddenly deserted with no life. Then the vehicles also line the human line on the sidewalk, vanished, sucked by a stronger and greater energy.

Yamashita Kasetsu further tightens her grip. He seemed to not care about his strength it would hurt Minami. No longer holding on to his fake theatrics, Yoshio shifted his gaze.

"What creature are you? Go away or I'll crush your body!"Yoshio was angry, pointing his index finger at Yamashita.

Lightning rang out again, this time louder-like howls of the sky lord. Minami who was in the middle and pulled from both sides was the first victim. Jemari also had her shoulder hurt, but her mouth somehow chose silence. It was as if the pain was erased by an overwhelming feeling of fear.

The shape of the Nekomata looms clear through the skin as well as the sharp nails of Yamashita. It was of course a magic that could not possibly be restored by an ordinary Yoshio-reincarnation.

"You hurt him! Release!"Yoshio tightened his finger, unwilling to budge even though Minami had now groaned in pain.

Grunting loudly, Minami pushed her body towards Yoshio. The weak girl was knocked down strongly, entering into the arms of her lover.

There was a satisfied grin hidden by Yoshio as Minami cradled her body. "Go! Or I'll call the cops!"he shouted, standing as straight as he could. The rain not only made them wet, but shivered with cold.

"Curtain! The lowly errand boy. Look, I'm gonna drag you back in time. When that happens, the gods won't even be able to change anything!"Yamashita laughed amusedly. The cops? Even hell guards, did not dwell on his status.

Minami cried, not because of the frightening threat of Yamashita, but what her heart was feeling.

The memory bubble that was united with the rain foam, entered Minami's eyes. There are hundreds of memories, wounds and tears.

How do you feel, princess? Nekomata screamed from Yamashita's heart. The demon stared at the pain of Kaguya's reincarnation. If reality wasn't like fact, would you hate it?