Otome Game No Hametsu Flag Novels & Stories

"Don't be such a downer, Marco. It's not like he's hurting her. It's just a game, right Jamie boy? I leaned forward, my voice dropping slightly, "Exactly, It's all part of the plan. And when it's all clicks, her dad would be crying for mercy." " Hmmmmm", Marco spoke quietly. "Or maybe she'll wish she'd never met you at all." * * * * * * * * * * * I stared blankly at the paper in my hands. Do I really need to do this? You don't have to do this heather.... I didn't need to go home too.

His jaw hardened when he saw the blood. I should have moved sooner. You moved when I needed you. His thumb brushed beneath the wound. The touch lingered. Kiyomi stirred against Hayate’s chest. Is she alive? Yes, Hayate said. I meant Ayame. I am here. She opened her eyes. Brown. Tired. She looked at the blood on my neck and turned away. I did that. Orochi did. My hand held the knife. Hayate tightened one arm around her. You fought him.