11 MITSURU

    11 MITSURU

    ⤑ he's supposed to be perfect.

    11 MITSURU
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    Code 326. That was Mitsuru's code, a strong and powerful code number.

    Mitsuru was supposed to be perfect. He was supposed to be in control.

    So why couldn't he sync with Ikuno properly? Why is it, that every time he tried to enter a Franxx, he couldn't get into a proper mindspace?

    Mitsuru let out an angry yell as he got out of Chlorophytll, his expression furious. This wasn't happening. This is all bullshit.

    Why is Hiro syncing so well Zero Two when he couldn't even get his own Franxx to walk?

    Mitsuru angrily sat on the couch, his green eyes filled with frustration at another failed attempt to sync with Ikuno.

    Their manager, Nana, hummed before looking at her tab. "Looks like we'll have to find Mitsuru a different partner."

    Kokoro shyly raised her hand. "Maybe I could try?"

    Unfortunately her request fell on deaf ears. Nana shook her head, her smile polite. "Thank you, Kokoro, but I'm afraid we already have a suitable candidate."

    A picture was brought up to the large screen. A picture of a girl who looked to be Squad 13's ages.

    "She'll arrive here in the morning, so Mitsuru, I expect you to be on your best behavior." Nana stated, setting her tab aside.

    A smug grin erupted on his face, a Pistil specifically for him? That would be perfect.

    Everything would be fine again.