Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

Chapter 17 - Soccer Match Part 3

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*Remi's POV*

OMG! The f*ck just happened? Did he just kiss a minor, in front of a full stadium...?

Holy sh*t there's around 3 thousands people here...

Well, at least my dad will be able to live through that "IT'S THE FBI! OPEN UP!" meme, he's been aching for some fun lately.

Might stop complaining about paper work for a bit, till he deals with our friend here, that is.

But seriously, is that dude even Draven? I've never seen him this happy since... hell, too long ago, middle school, was it?

But more importantly, when did he fall so low?

To think that he's actually a-

"A lolicon..." Rachel muttered as she slammed a fist into her open palm.

Ah, f*ck..?

"Rachel.. Are you alr-"

"Yes, perfectly fine!"

"Don't give that crap! I can see your smile twitching"

"Nah, don't be silly!" she said with a wave, disregarding my comment, "It's just that it all makes sense now. I mean the fact that he refused girls his age and stuff..."

"Oi don't start jumping into conclusions, yo-"

"Don't give that crap, we all saw what happened" Rachel retorted.

Well, f*ck she's right and I know it.

Jake, some f*cking help buddy?

"But what if she's just his friend, huh? Maybe it's a game they do, she's probably olde-" I try to calm the situation.

"Please stop!"

"Rache-"

"I never actually 'liked' the dude to start with, so don't make me pity myself. It's just that I admired his looks and-" Rachel stops abruptly mid sentence as if she's just seen a UFO.

"Hey, Rachel don't mind him, I'm always-"

"Shhh shut up Jake!" I snap at him, idiot only makes matter worse, why did I want your help, can't he see that "It's happening..." my words trail off as I stare at Rachel.

After spending some time with her, we've discovered that she has a specific... issue, whenever she gets stressed, be it loss of sleep or mental stress, she kinda-

"Huh?" Looking around, Rachel's eyes widened, "Where am I? What am I doing here?"

-yea well, f*ck, this happens. She kinda loses her memory for a short period...

It's a condition called Transient Global Amnesia.

Thank God she usually takes care of herself, otherwise, one episode while riding that beast of hers would be her last.

Wait, riding a beast- Damn me and my perverted mind! I mean her motorcycle! It's fast and loud like a beast!

"Oi Rachel!" I say placing my hands over the now frightened Rachel's shoulders, "We, Are, At, The, Stadium... We, Are, Safe! Don't, Panick, ok?"

Relaxing her muscles, she looks at me for a second before her eyes widen in realisation, "Ah sh*t, did I just have an episode?"

""Pretty much"" both me and Jake say at the same time.

"No way, it's been weeks since I last had it... I thought I've rec-"

"Sorry, but no you it's still there, albeit faint, you only blacked out for like... IDK five minutes?" I say while throwing a 'meaningful' look at Jake.

"Huh? Om- ouch, I mean yea totally, barely 2 seconds" he snapped out of his trance.

The hell, do lads actually have a thing for helpless maidens?

"Ah well, so that kiss thingy... angel boy... all true?" Rachel asks, disregarding our small 'issue'.

""Pretty much""

"F*CK"

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Several similar conversations were brewing amongst the crowd.

A couple of cops even made some calls to arrange for an "after game desert". Some might call it a 'date' with their chief, she has a thing for 'lolicons'...

The last they caught still has trouble looking any girl in the eye, especially younger girls.

'Stupid, right? Why would someone be afraid of a little, harmless, kid?' the cops thought collectively.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a specific S ranker was watching the whole thing.

Not as a ranker, but as a talent seeker for a magazine, although they were a secret agent of the EDA, they liked their current side job.

"Well, that was interesting..." they muttered in a hushed voice, after giving a light chuckle.

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"So what happened?" Mike asked, while in the process of throwing his wristband over to Draven.

"Don't", Draven said, "you're the captain, not me."

"Uh not so sure, but alright. Back to the matter at hand, the f*ck happened to you? You were always gloomy and stuff, what changed you, that girl?"

"Nope"

Mike cringed at his friend's attempt at avoiding the matter.

"Care to elaborate, oh mighty que- *cough* king, I mean king?"

Looking at Mike's raised eyebrow, Draven couldn't help but chuckle.

"Let's just say I figured out my problem, and the solution was not trusting anyone until I'm sure I know all of their hidden faces"

"Um, not that I understand, but so I'm assuming you trust me and the team now?" Mike said with a hopeful look.

"Nope, not the unconditional trust I used to give, no offense"

Mike was hurt by that, and he couldn't deny it, especially that they've been friends for so long before his friend abruptly changed.

He knew it was that incident, where his dad was killed and he himself was kidnapped.

He never blamed him for the change, but still, couldn't help but feel the deep scar inside twitch, "well, kinda hard not to feel offended, I've been-"

"I don't care", Draven's aura turned chilly for a second before returning to it's normal self again.

"Listen" Draven said, "I trust you as a player, and your decisions in the game, but that's it. If it feels any better, only two beings have my unconditional trust, and they're both girls", he gestured towards Maya and Maria who were smiling at him from the sidelines.

Maria saw him glancing towards her, and blew him a kiss, followed by a seductive grin.

Maya didn't sit idle but elbowed her "mom's" ribs.

"Ouch! it hurts, you know, and I'm only joking!"

"Doesn't matter, humph!" Maya scoffed and avoided Maria's gaze.

Seeing that, Mike's facial expressions shifted between that of confused and utterly lost.

"Alright, anyway, who the hell are they?" Mike didn't mean to be loud, but the wound was still stinging.

"sisters"

"Mom and sister"

"Huh?"

Mike was confused.

First, Draven had said they're his sisters, yet he knew he had no sisters, the mayor had an only son and that was the kid in from of him.

Then, the older looking girl said they're his mom and sister, pointing at herself then the little girl besides her.

Looking at his 'mom', he couldn't help but think if that girl was old enough to have a daughter like the one sitting next to her, let alone Draven.

'Is she even over 20 years old?' Mike started to question everything-

'Also, what? The mayor is what exactly in that relationship-' he still couldn't think clearly.

After thinking about it for a second, he remembered the main topic-

It was what took him by complete surprise, "DID YOU KISS YOUR SISTER?"

Mike technically shouted that last question, and many eyes widened to the point where it wouldn't have been a surprise if the janitors found some eyeballs laying around after the game.

"I broke a promise, or lost a bet. Choose whichever makes more sense" Draven replied nonchalantly, with a shrug.

There was no reason to lie, he did indeed kiss her because he felt bad for breaking his promise.

He had no real sisters so he never understood what Mike was so mad about.

'But none makes sense!' Mike wanted to yell back since both choices didn't explain sh*t-

WHISTLE~

The referee whistled once, cutting the conversations around, in order to announce that the players are to be ready for the second half of the game.

"Alright" Mike nodded at Dravena and then his teammates, cleared his mind and went into full captain role "Black Knights, our king is back, let's show those Vikings what we're made of!"

Mike knew it wasn't the time for the chitchat now, they had a game to win.

Although, even with a goal in mind, his heart was aching for Draven words had hurt him more than one could tell by looking at him.

Let alone that he was still so confused with his friend's answer.

Putting the wristband back on, he slabbed his cheeks twice before running to the center of the field.