Airi lied in the bed looking at the ceiling. Three days. That’s how long I will have freedom left… Zexal is going to take me… I don’t want him to. Suddenly she heard the door of a car opening. She ran to the front door and opened it, hoping that Crow had come back. She saw a car parked across from the house, only the car was different, it was expensive looking, and the person who came out of it had blonde hair and an all-white tuxedo. “Aha! Airi you are just as beautiful as when I last saw you! How are you doing?” He gave a sinister grin. “What are you doing here, Zexal?” Airi’s face reflected anger. Zexal bowed, “just offering you a way out of the ceremony.” She froze, not expecting that answer. “Okay, keep talking.” Her voice, slightly less hostile. She wasn’t feeling that he woul

