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"Luke!?"
Natsuko says extremely surprised after realizing that the nine soldiers (Luke, Memmeln, Unio and QJ) just passed by her side while she was coming back from work.
"Natsuko!"
Luke runs to hug her and she blushes surprised, not noticing that she's getting scanned by QJ, whose eyes turn to a ^^ as he says happily.
"Natsuko's presence detected."
Memmeln smile at the hugging couple and Unio pouts slightly jealous. (When did Natsuko started hugging Luke? Not even she knows).
"How did you guys found me? Better yet how did you got here anyway?"
The black-haired girl asked with an intrigued yet joyful look. QJ, that was now floating by Memmeln side, Readily responded:
"After you left a strange room appeared right where we first found you, it had a similar architecture to those buildings here in the 'country of reality' and inside was a table like the one you used to draw during voids' attacks, a black rectangular box and a lot of books and disks with your name in it, we took a long time to figure how to use them but that's a story for later. The main point is that we found a book with Instructions to come and go between here and there."
Unio with a prideful smile turned up his snout and claimed.
"I was the one that figured out the book and how to use the black box"
Natsuko giggled stepping away from Luke for a little, leaving him with a cute longing expression even though he doesn’t protests
“You mean the TV? Well done Unio!”
She messed up his Mane teasingly but soon stops and take a look at everyone.
“I’m so happy to see you guys...”
After her shock slowly dies down she realizes the looks of confusion people are giving Unio and QJ.
“But maybe we should go somewhere else, I’ll take you to my house, How does that sound?”
Memmeln nods and Luke agree without thinking twice, which leaded him to get nervous on their way there.
As they walked to the artist’s apartment QJ inspected things as Unio asked like a five-year-old kid ‘what’s that’ thrice times per minute, pointing at daily things like cars and elevators. Memmeln on the other hand was amazed buy the idols on advertisements and their resemblance to super existence.
Once they arrived at her apartment Natsuko dropped at her couch and let her hair down, having to deal with QJ’s floating, Memmeln’s stops and Unio’s questions had tired her completely.
“Make yourself at home or something like that...”
She wasn’t really used to receiving close friends so she just sat there and drift asleep, though she couldn’t really sleep since she was pulled off her drowsiness.
“AAH-!”