Marriage in Ikebukuro

Chapter One Hundred Seventy Four

I waved her off. "Nothing happened."

"Actually, Yuki-chan attacked me and—"

Cue hard push.

"Izaya stole my phone and decided to play soccer with it." I sighed.

"Oh. Who won?" Nami joked.

"I did." Izaya and I said simaltaneously before glaring at each other.

"Please, Yuki-chan, I was the one who had it last."

"You bastar—!"

"At least you got it back. That's what matters, right?" Nami said.