My Crush is a Werewolf

New Friend

"Am I disturbing, Key?" said Katherine, Key's sister.

The two of them immediately got up, then tidied themselves nervously. A red hue adorned his face with a strange throbbing that never went away.

"Why did Sir come back? Didn't you say you would stay for a week?" Key broke the gripping awkwardness.

"So, what if I go home now? So, that you two can be alone at home, heum? What was your scene earlier?!" Key's older sister grumbled.

"No, that's not what I meant." Key scratched the back of his neck, avoiding the glare of his older sister.

"Then, who is this girl?" asked his sister again, watching Kyra from top to bottom.

"Ah, I'm Kyra, your little brother's close friend, Miss," she said smiling sweetly as she bowed ninety degrees.

Key whispered, "Hey! Since when did we become close friends, huh?"

"Hmm, since two hours ago hehehe," said Kyra with a strange smile that irritated Key.

Key's older sister watched her little brother who was whispering with the beautiful girl.

"Key, this lover of yours is not only beautiful, cute, but also very polite, huh?" said his sister as she gently stroked Kyra's indigo mane.

Key glared sharply. "She's not my lover, Katty!"

"Wow! Did you cook all this?" screamed the girl, surprised to see the various dishes on the table, ignoring Key just like that.

Kyra nodded. "Yeah."

"I just happened to be hungry. Let's eat together!" invite Key's sister, cheerfully.

"But, Katty——" Key didn't continue his sentence because his sister ignored him.

The woman who seemed to be sitting in college led Kyra to the dining table. Inevitably, Key finally sat down to watch the two women who were now chattering happily.

"Wow, Kyra's cooking is delicious!"

"Really?"

The woman who had been living in the dormitory nodded while enjoying the food she was chewing. Key frowned when he heard his sister praising the food that he initially thought had poison in it.

Key took a sip of it, chewed it and swallowed it. After tasting it, it looks really amazing. In fact, this dish is much tastier than what he makes everyday.

Finally, Key was eating voraciously.

***

After dinner, Kyra washes the dishes with the help of Key, who is forced to do it because of his sister's insistence.

In fact, the woman who grew up with Key came home just to pick up a few things. After that, go back to the hostel. During this time, Key and his sister were alone. Complicated problems occur with their family so Key only lives with his sister.

In fact, Key would be furious if his sister left. He will be very busy taking care of the house which is not at all his forte. Key was even annoyed that his sister had decided to stay in the campus dormitory.

Key took a deep breath, and exhaled roughly. He sighed repeatedly, causing Kyra to turn around curiously.

"Ludwig, why?"

"Don't call my surname!"

Key suddenly gets annoyed, even though he has never protested when Kyra calls his family name. Maybe he wants to be called by his first name?

"Okay. Why, Key?"

"I think I'm starting to realize something," he said dreamily.

"Realized what?" asked Kyra not understanding.

"That you are not real. There is no Kyra. There are no demon. There are no ghosts. You are just an illusory being that I created. It seems I am suffering from a mental breakdown."

"Huh? Why all of a sudden? But, your sister can see me, Key." Kyra comment denied.

"Of course! Because she is my sister so she justifies everything I say."

Silence for a moment.

Kyra looked down.

"Is that so? Then, how can I prove that I'm real?"

"From now on you have to wash my clothes, take out the trash, wash the dishes, clean the house. That way you can show your existence," said Key while pointing at the pile of dirty laundry, dirty dishes and trash.

"Okay," said Kyra, excited.

The innocent Kyra also agreed, not knowing that Key was now getting a sneaky grin.

Night's getting late. Kyra started to feel sleepy. She brought a pillow to enter a room, before feeling someone tugging at the back of her shirt, roughly.

"Where are you going, eh?" asked Key, curtly.

Kyra turned around and snorted in disgust. "What else? Of course, I want to sleep, Key."

"Huh? You want to sleep in my room?" Key glared at Kyra.

Kyra pursed her lips. What's wrong, she thought. "Usually in the dramas I watch often, boys and girls can sleep in the same room."

"You know the next scene?" asked Key.

Kyra pinched her chin, trying to remember the next scene in the drama she used to watch. "Hmm ...then the lights went out and ..."

"And what?" Key asked again, curtly.

"And it's pitch black. That's it, then there's an advertisement passing by," answered Kyra innocently which made Key even more irritated erratically.

Key took a deep breath, then pushed Kyra out of his room door. He immediately entered and hastily locked the door before the beautiful creature stained his innocence.

Kyra froze, not understanding why Key was acting like that. Not wanting to bother, Kyra looked for another room to lie down.

***

Morning greetings. The sun shines brightly, warms the world and dispels the remaining frozen air.

Key opened the bedroom door. It's neat to wear a uniform. Again he smelled the delicious aroma from the kitchen.

It must be Kyra.

"Good morning!" Kyra greeted with a big smile.

"Hmm, morning." Key replied, pulled up a chair and took a piece of bread.

Kyra frowned at Key's appearance. "Key, where are you going?"

"School."

"May I join?" she asked enthusiastically.

"Not."

"Come on! Yes?"

"I said no, no! Stay at home, lock the door and don't let strangers in, understand?"

Key finished his breakfast then hurried off without saying a word. Unbeknownst to him, Kyra seems to have ulterior motives.

Following Key from behind, quietly. Walking with the crowd of people passing by while jostling.

Kyra almost lost track of Key, he hastily accelerated his pace without paying attention to other directions.

Thud!!

Kyra groaned softly, feeling her face hit someone's chest. She looked up at the person she had just bumped into.

Kyra found a tall, golden-eyed youth staring at her coldly, making her guts shrink even more. Kyra bowed.

"Sorry, I did not mean it."

Without a word, the young man walked away. Leaving a gaping Kyra.

Kyra noticed something, apparently the young man was wearing the same uniform as Key.

Oh, Key! Kyra slapped her forehead. Quickly look for the whereabouts of the young man who has the same color as him.

However, too late. Kyra has lost track of Key. Kyra sighed, clueless. Without thinking, she followed the young man she bumped into earlier.

"Stop following me!"

Suddenly the young man turned around, throwing a probing look that made Kyra shudder.

"I just wanted to meet Key," Kyra squeaked.

"Key Ludwig?" said the bright blonde haired youth.

"You know him?" Kyra's eyes suddenly lit up.

Without giving a response, the young man resumed his steps. The furious Kyra soon followed, matching the pace with a slight run.

Kyra began to shower the bright blonde haired youth with questions.

"Hey! You haven't answered my question. Do you know Key Ludwig? You do know him, right? That Key Ludwig you know?

"He's your friend, isn't he? I see your uniform is the same? Are you too——"

Kyra fell silent, holding her breath. Unexpectedly the young man lowered his body so that their faces were facing each other at a dangerous distance.

"Tsk, noisy!"

"It's your own fault for not answering my question," snorted Kyra slightly curtly.

The young man frowned, scrutinizing Kyra for a long time. "What's your relationship with Ludwig?"

"First answer my question!" said Kyra.

"I don't know him," snapped the golden-eyed youth.

"You are lying!"

"I don't care," he said nonchalantly. "Then who are you?"

"I am--"

"Kyra, what are you doing here?" A voice came from behind.

"Kyra, what are you doing here?"?" A voice came from behind.

When Kyra turned to the source of the voice, it turned out to be Key, the teenager she had been following from home earlier.

Kyra's smile immediately widened when she found out that she had found Key. She thought she would get lost in this unfamiliar place.

"Kyra, what are you doing here, huh?" Key approached Kyra, who somehow managed to be there. He saw Kyra was talking to one of his classmates.

"I lost track of you, you're walking too fast, Key," Kyra snorted.

Key glared, it seemed that his orders were completely ignored by Kyra.

"Since when did you change your status from missing person to stalker, um?"

Key's gaze shifted to the tall young man next to Kyra.

"Then, you? Why do you know this crazy woman, huh?"

"Aah, no. We don't know each other. Oi, what was your name earlier?" Kyra asked while holding out her hand.

The blonde haired boy was silent for a moment. He tried to read the situation. The right corner of his lips lifted when he realized something.

'Oh, I see?' he though

"I'm Sion Nightray."

Sion grabbed Kyra's outstretched hand.

"Ah, Nightray, nice to meet you!" Kyra smiled happily in front of the young man who was so cold earlier. We don't know why it's become so friendly now.

"Tsk!" Key snorted when he saw the interaction of the two people. He was really annoyed that Kyra was being so attractive to strangers.

Key stepped away, away from the two people who were busy talking without realizing his departure.

"Just call me 'Sion', Miss! It feels like if you call my surname, it sounds so formal."

Sion spoke. Is it really true or just a trick Sion just to be called his first name?

"Ah fine. You're my friend, Sion." Kyra said.

"Sounds much better," Sion replied curtly, accompanied by a smile Sion rarely showed in front of a crowd.

"Okay." Kyra looked around. "Huh?!"

"What is it?" Sion was of course taken aback by Kyra's exclamation.

"I just realized, Kyra left me? Again? Uggh, annoying!" Kyra stomped her foot on the asphalt.

Kyra's face turned sad and angry.

"It's okay, we can catch up with him," Sion said holding out his right hand which he had previously put in his trouser pocket.

"Come on!" invite Sion.

Kyra was stunned. It took Kyra a few seconds to realize the intention of Sion's outstretched hand. Kyra looked at Sion probingly. It turned out that the young man in front of him was not as cold as he thought.

"You know? My hands are expensive," Sion said, about to withdraw his outstretched hand.

"Okay!" Kyra took Sion's hand. Ah, not bad either. For a youth as cold as Sion, his hands felt warm. Kyra felt comfortable.

They had only walked a few meters, but suddenly it started to rain. It's getting louder and louder. Sion tugged on Kyra's arm to find shelter.

The distance from the school where they are wise, is still a bit far. Sion invites Kyra to take shelter at the bus stop.

"Hufft, why does it suddenly rain when the sun is still shining like this?" Sion muttered.

"Ah yes, I remember," Kyra snapped her fingers and said, "usually in situations like this, someone has a wedding at my place."

"Huh? Wedding? When it's raining like this? Didn't you hire a rain handler?" said Sion, who for some time became a naughty one like Key.

Kyra was silent. She didn't understand what she just said.

"I... I don't remember anymore," she complained.

Sion saw Kyra rubbing her arm, trying to warm herself up. He took off the red jacket he was wearing, then put it on Kyra.

"Put it on!"

Kyra tightened her jacket while looking at Sion, who avoided her gaze. Kyra smiled strangely.

"Hohoho ... it seems my initial impression of you was wrong."

"Heh? What were you thinking about me earlier, huh?" Sion asked, curious.

"Secret," Kyra replied with her usual odd giggle.