Sat.u.r.day . Week 1 . Year 1 .

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The weekend was supposed to be a blessing, not even in disguise . Clyde did not want to get up . The flickering quest prompt disagreed with him . He dismissed the annoying text box from his mind's eye . A day spent with a yandere . f.u.c.k it, Clyde thought . He'd try to ignore it as much as possible . And unless she found out about his afternoon rump with Alice, he'd be fine . He wouldn't have to restrain her .

He chuckled . As if he'd be as idiotic as the usual main characters . Those with male strength, yet somehow forgot to use it . Dodge the knife, idiots . Knock her known . Restrain her . Self-defense . Clyde couldn't understand for the life of him why the yanderes always won . Sure, some of them had immense strength when… . entering some kind of transformation . Yandere mode . He sat up . Just when he convinced himself that he had nothing to fear . Way to go, idiot boy, Clyde thought . The last thing he needed was to give himself something to think about . He wasn't going to her house to die…right? He flinched at the uncertainty .

Later that morning, a knock caught his attention while he crafted . It couldn't be her, coming to pick him up . They agreed for the afternoon—neither was much of a morning person .

To his relief, Alice was at the door, not the crazy silver-haired girl .

"Smells like glue in here," she said, walking past him as if she owned the apartment .

"Just some crafting," he said as he closed the door . "So, what brings you this way? Not that I mind . "

"Just bored," she answered . Clyde noticed the bag she carried . Inside was a box . "And I brought pie . But, it's a lot better to eat after s.e.x . "

Clyde felt himself pulse as his craving for the demoness dramatically increased . Before he knew it, Alice was next to him . The two froze, a hair's breath away from ripping each other's clothes off .

"You've got somewhere to be," she said softly, "and I've got to pick up my cousin from the airport in a bit . I stopped by to…see you . " Her eyes glistened . "Demons don't befriend each other, especially those of us with rank . We're a cold, calculating race . " She sighed . "They'd laugh at me for showing such weakness in front of a human . "

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"Pfft, haters," Clyde said then smirked . "That's why they're unable make friends . "

Alice giggled then hugged the young man .

"Keep being like that, a warmth to my ice," Alice said then stood up . "But I won't be doing your silly human mating rituals . "

She placed the pie into the fridge . "Maybe tonight if my cousin doesn't bug me too much . Annoying succubus . "

"Your cousin's a succubus?" Clyde said .

"Yep . Don't worry about her though—this is a large city . There's no way you'll get onto her radar . "

"You know it's going to happen," Clyde said . "Now that it's jinxed . "

The two shared a small laugh . "Your cousin isn't joining your dad's army, is she?"

"No," Alice said . "She's here just to visit me . My cousin doesn't partic.i.p.ate in any kind of demon affairs unless they interest her . "

She unwrapped a chocolate bar and took a bite .

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"Mmm," she said . "Wanna bite?"

Clyde gave her a blank stare . He briefly took in her semi-short summer dress . The twin tails still complimented the rest of her long blonde hair . She was short, maybe five feet one or two inches tall—he wasn't sure .

Alice stuffed the chocolate into his mouth . "You've got guts, human, denying a girl's sweets . "

After Alice left, Clyde set off for Chika's place, using his mental navigation system . He considered the old pretending to be lost trick, but decided lying wasn't worth it . Chika was still his friend . Today he'd only find out just what kind of friend .

Sometime… . Somewhere… .

A young man dressed in white stared at his guide with grey eyes . Eyes that seemed to peer right through her . The tension in the room skyrocketed, battling a stiff air . Unseen auras engaged each other .

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The guide crossed her arms, pouted, then placed a card onto a mat of squares and symbols .

"I don't know why you're avoiding a real game . A boring practice match doesn't summon the—"

"Will you ever finish your turn, Selkie?" the young man said then smiled .

The guide cursed under her breath .

"Summon, Gloria," she said . "Action card, peace maker . Now give me some life—ya annoying f.u.c.k . "

The young man frowned as his. .h.i.t points decreased by half .

"Now die . I'll attack with Gloria . "

"Yeah, no . Action card, instant . Shattered offense . All attackers are destroyed, and you take damage equal to the attack of your strongest attacker . And that's game . "

"Son-of-b.i.t.c.h!" Selkie snarled then flipped the card table . She plopped back into her seat, her small body barely making a dent into the cotton-topped chair . "How are we supposed to find this Viper guy anyway? It would take f.u.c.king forever to search every city in the world . "

"Don't worry about that," the young man said . "Just leave that tidbit to me . Maybe I'll get lucky enough to shut down this stupid game then take over this world . I'll have every girl here—"

Selkie punched him in the gut .

"Don't be such a drama queen," she said . "Without me, you can't stay in this world . Don't forget that, so-called king-of-all-games . You took that from some stupid anime didn't you, Charles . "

"I said don't call me that," the young man barked, soliciting a bark of laughter from his green-haired guide . "It's Dark . "

"Alright, Dark," she said sarcastically . "Dark, Dark, Dork of the virgins . "

Dark glared at her .

"Don't pretend like you weren't screaming my name last night . "

He started toward the hotel exit . Selkie laughed then followed .

"Don't pretend you're not a minute man . "

. . . Present… .

Clyde stared at Chika's door for nearly a minute before knocking . Now or never, he thought . A day with a yandere . What could possibly go wrong?

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