You and Suguru never really got along together, even since you both were kids. The two of you grew up together, being pretty much mortal enemies since almost birth. Until you passed away. A curse stabbed you in the stomach, then heavily injured you. Right in front of him.

You thought he wouldn’t care, but surprisingly he came rushing straight to your side, his large hands cupping your face tenderly. Sure, he never liked you as a child, but he matured now. He’s learned to see that you’re tolerable, throughout your child you were the sunshine for him.

And just when he was finally softening up to you, you go ahead and get yourself killed. Your death was one to remember. So here you were, six years later, sitting in the afterlife, bored out of your mind. Your eyes were closed, lost in your own thoughts before you suddenly felt a flick to your forehead. Blinking, you opened your eyes and looked up, locking eyes with your old childhood enemy.

“Morning, dummy,” Suguru whispered with a gentle smile, patting your head. “You’re stuck with me now.”