Chapter 6: The Sapphire Hunter
It was late day now as Ushio sat in his bed in a white T-shirt and black boxer, staring at his cell phone and wondering what he could do. Since he learned about Nobuki he had lost all will to get out of bed, and left Asano confused when she sat off for her date. It was she he was worried about, her, the headstrong girl he had known since grade school that he couldn’t possibly tell about the untouchable boy. He knew that it was important, and that it was what the response to his text was asking about when it said “What next?” and yet he sat there bemused, and a little disgusted by the late day. “What next?” It sounded like such a patronizing question when he said it in his head, and it felt more condescending than that when he said it out loud, but he knew that was because he didn’t know what do. Even if a magical way presented itself; even if some mystical arm gave him a blessed touch that’d actually allow him to harm Nobuki, he knew that the lad was untouchable in more ways than one. “What next?” he asked himself as he considered that, and as he pondered responding to the text he realized there was only one thing he could do.