To be honest with you - I would never have dreamed of living under the same roof as three men who were quite strangers in the form of a shared flat. Such a living situation had never even crossed my mind, as I was brought up to be very independent.
Nevertheless, the third person in the shared flat was the 1st rank Jujuzist Kento Nanami, who at 27 was just as old as me. And one rank below me...
Well, that was pretty crazy when I thought about it myself, but I had to openly admit that I had felt incredibly comfortable. It had been more fun than I had initially thought. But I also had to admit that it was partly due to the fact that I was truly warmly welcomed and accepted.
I had to warm Kento up a little at the beginning and break the ice, but we quickly bonded over something we both loved and occasionally did together. And when he occasionally took me with him on his missions, which he was allowed to do on his own, he explained a lot about the residuals of the curse spirits to me. An exciting topic, I thought.
And with Megumi, who had known me from the very first second anyway? Even though he was only a tender 15 and seemed to be in his hottest teenage phase, he was extremely mature and grown-up for his age, which admittedly almost always made me forget that he was almost half my age. A big little brother, as I affectionately called him. I was also allowed to attach myself, block on the leg, to on his assignments and get to know the subject of curses better.
And Satoru? He was quickly glued to my cheek. Or vice versa.
Yes, I really meant that.
He had been given the amusing task of training me, the incompetent. And that's what he did! Much to my chagrin and almost every day - when he wasn't being sent on missions.
I was aware from the start that this wasn't going to be a walk in the park and sitting on my ass, but this? It was more like torture than trying to conjure up any techniques or the like in me.
Admittedly, it sounded hard and not really fun, which it was, but we had certainly had our fun. Because there was nothing more important than injecting an exaggerated amount of humor into seriousness.
And by the way, I simply had to count myself among the other girls who had fallen for this charming and extremely attractive man.
Anyway, I had to get back to my beloved training soon. So if you want to know more about yours truly and my story, grab your chocolate, popcorn or potato chips and don't choke on your drink while the drama mercilessly descended on me.
I get ready by quickly slipping into my dark blue uniform trousers, pulling on a black T-shirt and braiding my waist-length lilac hair into a plait so that it doesn't fall randomly in my face during training, and take one last look at the clock.
Great, I even had time for a little snack in the kitchen.
So, are you interested in following my story?
Then come along and see you soon.
Mayu.