~A Void~

?Chapter 27?

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Everyone turned their attention to the opening door, seeing a man walk in while smiling.

"What do you want, old man?" Y/n questioned, shifting her eyes to the ground.

"You know very well what I'm here for, Y/n." The man said.

Izana glared at the man who didn't pay any attention to him.

'I really do hate this man. I'm sure he's doing something to Y/n.' He thought.

Y/n was quiet before standing up.

"We're done here. I'll call if I need any of you." She said, walking to the old man who patted her shoulder, leaving his hand on it as they left the room.

"Who was that?" Koko questioned.

"It's just some geezer that Y/n or Homura occasionally meet with. Honestly, he's a nuisance. He comes whenever he pleases and always has that stupid expression." Izana scowled at the ground, picturing the old man.

"What's his name?" Sanzu asked.

"He told us to call him Mukon. Don't know if it's his real name." Homura spoke, shrugging his shoulders.

"He looks familiar though. I feel like I've met him before, not including this year or the previous one." He added.

Mikey, who had stayed silent the entire time, was thinking back to the man's face. He seems familiar, but Mikey can't remember when he had seen him. Perhaps it's important? Maybe not? Who knows? Not him.

They then heard a loud crash and breaking glass, making Izana run out of the room quickly, the others following in curiosity.

They entered a room and found Y/n holding broken glass in her now bloodied hands, staring down at Mukon with a distant expression. The old man, Mukon, smiled as he sat on a couch, writing something down on his clipboard, not fazed by the look in her eyes.

"What's wrong, Y/n? Let me help you. You're not hurt too bad, are you?" Izana asked, standing by the girl's side and holding her hands, getting blood on his own.

Y/n didn't reply, but Mukon did.

"Please leave. We are in the middle of discussing something important. There was just a bit of a problem, but everything is fine."

Izana glared at him as he grit his teeth. But before he could say anything, a voice spoke.

"Leave, Izana. Take the others too." Y/n said.

"Y/n-"

Izana was cut off when Y/n stared him straight in the eye, dull slightly wide e/c eyes meeting his purple ones.

"I said leave. You're bothering me. I don't want you here." Y/n said.

Izana hesitated before nodding and walking to the door.

"Everyone out. Boss needs her space." He told the others.

They nodded and followed him out, leaving Y/n and Mukon alone in the room.

"That was strange." Koko spoke up.

"It's kinda normal. There's usually a ruckus when Y/n or I meet with Mukon. However, Y/n's never actually hurt herself or gotten hurt, so I wonder what they were speaking about." Homura said.

Izana, who still walked ahead of them, had a strange expression as he held his hands close. They were covered in blood. Y/n's blood, to be exact. Different sets of emotions coursed through his veins, throughout his whole body. He wasn't sure what to think of it.