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"I still don't trust you. What did you put in the cake?" he said, eyeing the cake suspiciously. Miki blinked, then recalled dropping in some of the seisui, and placed the fork back onto the plate, and grinned.

"You really wanna know?" she raised her eyebrows, held up the vial to the light, staring at the pretty orange glass and the contrasting pale yellow star, and directed her light cerulean eyes back at the human, grinning with a hint of mischievousness. Kumo began to dig in her lap, an unsettling sensation indeed, so she quickly scooped up the puppy, and put it back into her hoodie pocket. This human.. He seems to know something.. The Ningen no Kami picked up her fork and took another bite of the cake, and meddled around with the fork in her mouth, a habit she's had since.. her "past life."

"Oi hu- I mean, Yuuka, was it? You seem to know something about me. What is it exactly? I don't like it when people have strange thoughts about me behind my back.. I've had some bad experiences." she averted her vision, staring down at the floor and then stabbed a huge chunk of the remains of the cake and finished it, not noticing some fresh cream that was smeared onto the side of her mouth. She stared out the window, watching passing people, and noticed a head of golden and red hair, it was Riku! She stood up, and then realized she was in a cafe, and sat back down stubbornly, after some arguing with herself. Miki nodded slightly, and stared directly at Yuuka.

"Hold on- One of my erm- friends.. Left something behind at my.. place!" she grinned, and then pushed the chair out, and then stopped.

"I'll be right back- Actually, forget it, you're coming with me, I need to settle something with you." she grabbed his hand and rushed over to Riku, and grabbed the fellow Ningen no Kami's shoulder.

"Riku! Where have you been all this fu- freaking time?!" she could feel a vein popping, as she opened her knapsack and dropped Riku's cat in his arms.

"Here's your cat. I'll explain later, but what we need to know is what you-" Miki turned towards Yuuka, "know about us." Kumo began digging in her hoodie pocket, making her laugh, and she took out the puppy and glared.

"No, Kumo. Bad! Don't do that, it tickles, alright?" the puppy lowered it's head and looked away, and Miki put the dog back in her pocket.

"Sorry about that, but seriously, what do you know exactly? You're actions don't seem like that of a total stranger."