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In somewhere else, a girl sleeping in her own bed, quickly felt something. She was a bit hot on her head, as she felt ill in early morning. She just wanted to get a good night.
However, she didn't want to tell much, and so she tried to stop mentioning. But in the land of everything, she just saw …
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"Kaito?"
In a moment, she tried to touch on Kaito, but he vanished like a shadow. Although she knew him and how he was good at magic, this seemed not good this time.
Because she never imagined what would happen if Kaito didn't come to prank her. Despite she despised these pranks, she realized it was because Kaito wanted the best for her.
Then, she yelled: "Don't prank me, Kaito! Show up yourself!"
She saw only within, a dark room without any clearance. She became scared that it would be lonely. And she hated it.
She feared …
… because it was too dark. Nothing she could touch on, because it all went away like nothing. Why?
Why was so cruel to her? Too dark, too black, everything was just a huge black …
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And when she didn't intend to do, there was a voice.
"C'est toujours la meme chose." (It's always the same.)
Within the smile, a man walked out. He wore a white jersey, wearing like a charming man. He has yellow hair, and a bit beard, as well. He looked like an European man.
Then Aoko, seeing the man in all white jersey, similar to Phantom Thief Kid's outfit, asked:
"Who're you?"
"I'm Fakhreddine Ben Youssef. How about you?"
"I … I am Aoko Nakamori, Mr. Fakhreddine!"
Aoko Nakamori! It was herself going to tell with a man named Fakhreddine Ben Youssef. Fakhreddine was interested to see on, and he was wearing Phantom Thief's outfit, making him more interesting than any other.
"Aoko Nakamori, do you feel love and interest the same?"
"Uhhh … I … I think it is." Aoko was a little wary.
"Ah, a simple question, yet many complicated answer. I saw you have called Kaito, indicating that Kaito is your interest. But how much do you care is a question." Fakhreddine smiled: "Let we try to settle it, okay?"
Fakhreddine slowly threw a smoke grenade, and quick enough, the ground blown into a different world. Aoko was surprised, only to find out that …
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Fakhreddine had changed his outfit. He was wearing an incredibly handsome white vest, as well as strange attitude. He, however, had one thing absolutely similar to Kid the Phanton Thief. He was resilient, and silent, but cautious and prepared.
The ground, however, changed into a stadium, where nobody was sitting. In an empty stadium, Fakhreddine Ben Youssef sat down, said:
"Everything is beautiful, right?"
"Yes …" Aoko's face turned red.
"Aoko, if you see carefully, you will be able to get with it." Fakhreddine kept smiling. Then, he signaled to Aoko a surprising point on the grass.
This time, she saw a rose.
"Oh …" Aoko was amazed. She understood that Kaito was good a magic, but never thought about Fakhreddine Ben Youssef on the same time.
"When I was at hometown, I was always laughed." Fakhreddine stated: "So I understand, bring the best and beautiful of life will change the course."
And it was this feeling, Aoko found a different side. Fakhreddine Ben Youssef, an amateur magician, and famous for his kick. She was impressed with him.
The way he disguised as Kid the Phantom Thief even better than imagined. He was more romantic, although he was all-white for her.
Then, Aoko asked: "Kaito, he always surprised me … but would it feel better?"
"If he is willing to respond. Then I believe you'll listen from him." Fakhreddine cheered Aoko: "I believe that he shall be back."
Aoko, having just seen from Fakhreddine, his confidence, his absolute feeling, his stance, how he challenged everything. In this empty stadium, Fakhreddine kept his calm:
"Let's say this, Aoko. Do not feel sorrow. I trust you."
The flag of Tunisia still flied high, as it was the wish. Fakhreddine twinked his eyes, mentioning that, they would become a couple.
He believed Aoko and Kaito would be one … as he left …
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