#SOMA IS SO HAPPY AND SWEET AND SO MUCH EFFORT
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@yeonban said: With Seiroku's answers of before and today in tow, Soma seems to nearly vanish from the band. Or better said, he seems to be in so many different places that no one is quite sure where exactly he is at any given moment - almost everyone can attest to having seen him during the day (a rare feat outside of the yearly bushi festival, and even then he sometimes didn't attend it) but none did so for more than a few minutes at a time before completely losing sight of him and hearing, hours later, that he was sighted on the other side of the band. The places he's been sighted at vary not unlike the sky and the land, from the hustle and bustle of the band's inner city to several scenic spots he hasn't visited in years, and not even meeting Seiroku on his way to work has managed to hold Soma in place for longer than a minute or two, only really enough for a brief conversation and a kiss away from prying eyes. His nobles had tried and failed to keep track of him & bring him back to deal with the assigned paperwork (none of which is urgent, that much he's thoroughly checked beforehand), whereas his closest vassals had promptly recognized the signs of what their captain is attempting to do and sympathetically chose to keep the peskier of the bunch occupied as to allow Soma enough free time to accomplish what he's decided to.
The red soul seems to have taken the time out of his schedule to talk to only a certain few men, but upon further questioning no one has managed to pry out the topics they had talked about, merely that the subject seems to have brought a fond smile on Soma's conversation partners' faces. The reason behind their captain's odd stroll remains a mystery thus, and enough of one for the citizens to inquire around - before the incident is ultimately dropped come nightfall alongside Soma's presence in the city. No one has seen him in the past two hours (or at least no one's mentioned it to the others) yet Soma makes a point to find Seiroku on the doctor's way home from work, appearing more leisure in comparison to his hurried self from earlier in the day. ❛ Seiroku, do you have a moment? ❜ The question allows for a negative answer, but despite that, he appears to be, underneath the crafted composure, rather restless.
Unbeknownst to the majority, the castle has been flying towards a specific destination since early morning, having just now reached it. A hand grabs hold of Seiroku's wrist when he receives an affirmative answer, and once they're out of the city Soma's hand dives lower, taking proper hold of Seiroku's for the rest of the walk. Only when they arrive in front of the band's outer walls does Soma let go of the other's hand and securely wraps his arm around his waist instead, opting to use his kitetsuto to fly to the band's highest point before carefully letting go of Seiroku once he finds a safe spot for them to land on. In front of them lies the most wondrous sight of Miyagi: the 260 islands of Matsushima, brightly illuminated by the moon and beautifully complimented by the sea surrounding them as far as the eye could see. Even outside of the natural beauty, Seiroku had a penchant for water, didn't he?
Soma allows Seiroku to take in the sight for however long he pleases, focusing his attention on him rather than on the wonder of nature all the while. ❛ Seiroku. ❜ He eventually starts, when it looks like the doctor has taken in everything there is to notice about the destination Soma's rushed his retainers to head the castle towards not long after hearing Seiroku's replies to his vague queries. ❛ No one else will ever hold my heart the way you do. You've made me happier than I've ever been, and you're the only one I can imagine spending the rest of my life with. ❜ A hand reaches out for Seiroku's again, though Soma only raises it a bit higher and offers it a light squeeze before his free hand reaches inside his haori and pulls out a golden ring, one painstakingly finished today at the hands of the band's most renowned jewelers and created from the finest gold the Date have found in recent years, specifically for the man in front of him. As can be seen, Soma has thought about this for quite some time now, but only today has that process been finalized (he refused to purchase a third-rate, already existent ring, and so he'd had to wait for the custom one to be made - which had also granted him enough time to reconsider his decision several times, and to always arrive at the same conclusion).
❛ Will you do me the honor of marrying me? ❜ It's a question directly from the heart, and Soma's eyes gaze into Seiroku's while he waits to either place the ring on the other's finger or place it back inside his haori, depending on what answer he'll receive. The before from earlier meant before or after Seiroku's birthday, and the today spoke for itself. Soma openly chooses him over his clan's long-lasting traditions, yet there isn't a single shadow of doubt in the captain's eyes about it. It might not be the preferred course of action from a political standpoint, but that's fine, he can make up for that much through wit and hard work. He doesn't need the possibility of eventually gaining more land by resorting to an arranged marriage, not when the Date already owns plenty of it and he's certain he'll be able to gain more with enough effort. Seiroku is so much more important than any of that, and the red soul can't hope to replicate any of the happiness they've shared with each other with anyone else (nor does he want to try to). His life is bound to be complicated no matter who his spouse is, courtesy of the weighty title he bears and the burdens it brings along with it, so if Soma can have any say in it... he wants Seiroku to be it. To be the one he'll spend the rest of his life with, and who he'll share both his highs and lows with.
Quite frankly, Seiroku’s not confident if what he’s done is good or bad. But what is done is done, his answers have been given and then Soma practically disappears into thin air. Work calls, but even that does not seem to offer an escape. Not when people are chatting about seeing him here or there and that something must be going on, but know one seems to know anything substantial. Seiroku can’t help but listen though, making notes of places he’s heard people mention spotting him in passing but it’s never much. Even he had seen Soma for a brief moment, a sparrow kiss before the captain was off. At the time he had figured something important was going on. Now? Well, surely it must still be important in some way, but he can’t figure out what way. There’s no panic, no talk of an upcoming battle, nothing. Nothing but confusion and curiosity. Even with his notes of locations, it doesn’t add up to anything more than a list.
Seiroku knows when he’s fighting a losing battle, so eventually he decides to abandon any attempt of understanding what was happening and focus himself back on his work. That he understood, and that there was plenty of still even without fights. People got sick or managed to injure themselves (sometimes in very creative ways). So he works with the same professionalism that he always does, entertaining conversation and healing the wounded. At least until his shift comes to an end inevitably. Although the curious chaos from earlier seems to have faded away judging by the calmer tones to the night. “ Soma! “ Seiroku greets warmly when he sees Soma approaching him. “ I do. “ He confirms. I always do if its you.
Yet there’s something, something that makes him feel a tiny trace of apprehension in a way he hasn’t felt for so long. He knows how to hide that, to simply offer a quizzical glance but allows himself to be led by the wrist with ease. He follows curiously, unable to help trying to note their path if it correlates to earlier information but that was rather swiftly abandoned once again. Instead he enjoys the warmth of Soma’s hand when their hands find each other again. He’s always warm, comforting. It’s rather silly how much he enjoys simply holding Soma’s hand. But he does, he craves the softness it brings. Even when it’s gone in favor of holding his waist when Soma whisks them away to a new location, he enjoys the simplicity of comfort that Soma’s presence is. That’s his focus until he’s set down and looks around, unable to help the sharp inhale. “ Soma... This is...This... “ He breathes, blue eyes wide with delight, enough so the words elude him but the intention is clear.
It’s gorgeous. He can’t help himself when his eyes widen and he drinks in the sight, a single step taken forwards as if it’ll help him absorb it all. The world seems to glow in the moon’s silver light, islands like studded gems against the rippling fabric of water. He’d forgotten. He’d forgotten just how stunning the world could be. It wasn’t that he’d ever hated the world. He hadn’t. Some o the things in it, but not the world itself. He still found spots he loved, places he enjoyed, and even when so much of him had died, the affinity for water had never left. But it had been so long since he’d truly been stunned by the beauty of this world. An unconscious smile creeps up to his lips, torn between the diamond studded night sky and silk waves of the ocean. His chest relaxes, suppressed unease forgotten.
“ Mm? “ Seiroku tears his eyes away from the scenery to turn towards Soma with a bright smile, shrouded in the fabric of moonlight around him. He smiles...and then it feels like he’s being stabbed. Soma isn’t about to do what he thinks he is, is he? His throat tightens and all he can manage is to gently squeeze Soma’s hand in turn as he watches. He almost feels sick seeing the gold ring that Soma pulls out, so beautiful and knowing Soma, he knows so efforts have been spared for it. Nothing short of perfection would do. It sits there in Soma’s hand as beautiful as this dream he’s living is.
In another life, he would have been thrilled at all of this. Suddenly everything from the day’s chaos would suddenly make sense and he would feel warm and loved. The warmth in his chest would outshine the sun. Maybe in a kinder future he’d throw his arms around Soma and kiss him between nervous, happy laughter. He’d be overwhelmed with joy. Instead, Seiroku feels sick. Even as his expression looks soft and surprised, betraying nothing of the despair that suddenly stabs him through the chest, he feels sick. Disgustingly, appallingly, sick. He doesn’t deserve this. His legs stand strong but it feels like they want to collapse. He wants to tear himself apart in violent self-loathing. Like self-destruction will atone for what he’s done, like a sacrifice. He wants to bare every ugly secret and lie, every terrible sin, he wants to admit to everything and then show how much he loves Soma even then. How much he cares when he shouldn’t. That even if Soma hates him, he will still love him. He wants to destroy himself and lay every piece at Soma’s feet and let him destroy him if he wants. He wants to tear out the heart he no longer has and let Soma do whatever he wants with it. He deserves nothing but the cruelest actions. If Soma wants to kill him, he’d let him without a fight.
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Soma. He feels strangled in a barb-wire noose of his own making. His eyes shift from the ring to Soma’s face. Are you sure? The question rests on his tongue, but he knows even BEFORE he looks up at his love what his answer would be. Soma wasn’t rash, he didn’t charge into things without thinking about them. Much less something as major as marriage when it was hardly the most desirable one to begin with. Of course Soma’s thought about it. Likely for hours, days, maybe weeks. When soft, surprised eyes find Soma’s, the answer is clear. Soma looks so certain of himself, and it kills Seiroku. He can’t say no but it feels monstrously cruel to say yes.
Soma....You’ve really doomed us now. It is a mournful thought of despair that he hears in sobs from his own mind when he chokes on unshared tears and pain. Soma doesn’t know anything. To him this is a sweet, wonderful, if terrifying moment. He thinks that future they both want is possible. He has no idea the self-destructive torture that this is for Seiroku. Soma doesn’t deserve this. Soma deserves something so much better than this doomed tragedy. I’m so sorry. I wish this was a fairytale for you. I wish this wasn’t doomed from the start. I wish I could give you that happiness for real. I wish we could really have that happy ending that you’re dreaming about. I want that. I want that more than you’ll ever understand. Abruptly his vision grows blurry, and he feels a tear form and fall from his lashes. Happy tears are a normal thing, he’s seen them before. But when was the last time Seiroku had actually cried? He can’t recall. Not just the watery eyes Soma had seen, but tears that fell unrestrained. Back when he still had hope. Before he became one of the obsidian eight surely. Hope...Forgiveness with teeth, a sweet poison, something kind in its cruelty. Soma’s given Seiroku hope again, he’s given him dreams and kindness and love, he’s made him human again and now he suffers. And even in the agony? Even in the agony, he wouldn’t trade it for anything. Not a single thing.
In reality, it’s barely been a few seconds. But it feels like eternity as Seiroku uses his free hand to try to wipe at the tears of love and despair. His tears and speechlessness aren’t something to be alarmed about, it’s NOT uncommon to happen in proposals where emotions were real. Either way they were doomed with either answer. But with the ring...Even when tragedy came, he could still have proof. He could still wear it and keep it close, hidden on a chain over his heart. Whatever his heart was, it was long since Soma’s. He didn’t care about the gold or the details, Soma could have given him the cheapest thing available and Seiroku would treat it as a priceless relic. It wasn’t how it looked, it was what is symbolized. And it wasn’t like they were getting married here and now. It was a promise for a future.
A future that would never come. A future they could never have, nor anyone in this world. Not with the plan in place; not with Seiroku’s long held decision he would not stay after its success.
Seiroku nods, once, and then nods again, firmer as he struggles to find his voice. “ Yes. “ He’s never felt more like a monster. Slaughtering bushi, helping oni? He’d never felt anything. But here? He’s feeding a dream that they can’t have. So there’s a simple promise tucked into this yes. He’ll tell Soma. He’ll tell Soma everything before he has to go. “ Yes, I will. “ He whispers, not trusting his voice to not shatter even as he smiles at Soma.
Just....let them be happy a while longer. The world owed them that, didn’t it? If not him, it owed Soma that. Just a while longer. Please.
#yeonban#I AM NOT OKAY OVER THIS#I AM NOT OKAY AT ALLLLLLL#GOD ITS SO#SOMA IS SO HAPPY AND SWEET AND SO MUCH EFFORT#AND SEIROKU'S JUST#HE KNOWS AND HE KNOWS AND HE'S SUFFERING#BUT GOD HE WANTS IT#AND THAT HE'D KEEP THE RING!! WEAR IT ALL THE TIME#AND ITS SO DAMN SAD#AAAAAAAA#CRYING OVER THIS & FEELING AWFUL#so many terrible things#but this makes him feel the worst#seeing the love and hope#and just kNOWING IT CAN BE#but god he wants it to be#IVE GOT SO MUCH TO SAY#BUT THERES TAG LIMITS AND AAA#᛭ — [IC] carcinoma being with a taste for death [SEIROKU INUKAWA]
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Hi , would like to ask Imagine being Sébastian's baby girl~ headcanon .. thank you in advance ♥️
Hope you will like these headcanons I put so much effort. To give you, and all the rest of the readers happiness and lots of smiles.
✿ Since the day you were born, something changed inside this cold-black heart demon.
✿ Demons generally like their infants/children, but you...you are his pride and joy.
✿ You may be half-human however this doesn't change a thing, you are perfect in Sebastian's eyes.
✿ As a single dad, he takes on his new duties very seriously, to the point he's kinda possessive if other people try to hold or touch you at all.
✿ You took most of your looks from your father and that already makes you an extremely adorable cutie.
✿ Sebastian gives special effort when it comes to your hair and skin care. His little one deserves the best,
✿ Speaking of witch or...devil to be more exact Daddy has many sweet nicknames for you. My, precious, My little one, My joy, Rosy cheeks (he simply adores to kiss your round and slightly chubby cheeks), Darling, My sweet and so more.
✿ He had a very long talk with his master about you and was more than delighted when Ciel agreed you could stay in the mansion for as long as Ciel's and Sebastian's contract would remain.
✿ Because you're also half-demon Sebastian plans to share his master's precious soul with you when the time comes.
✿ We all know Sebastian doesn't sleep at night but he remains at your side beside your crib and watches over your precious sleeping form as your tiny hand holds to his thumb. He truly treasures these moments with you and the rest of all the other ones of course.
✿ Even your cry is like music to his ears (in a good way). He always finds a way to calm you down and bring your smile back to your pretty face.
✿ "Aww, what's the matter my precious~?" The devil cooed as he walked into his room and took you into his arms.
✿ Sebastian is quite the doting and loving dad most to everyone's surprise and Ciel's despair because since you're just a baby and have so many needs, it's kinda difficult to manage everything. In the end, everything runs out smoothly because...it's Sebastian we are talking about.
✿ There are a lot of times when Sebastian has to be separated from you when he's out on missions with his master.
✿ Fear not though, because you have three....well four nannies to watch over you. Sebastian doesn't trust Bard, finny, or May-rin with you at all. Fortunately, Tanaka is responsible enough and has earned the butler's trust about your well-being when he's not there.
✿ The first time Prince Soma and Agni saw you in your father's embrace was more than shocked to realize Sebastian was a dad. Soma asked lots of questions, especially about your mom but Agni stopped him at the right moment and reminded him that he should respect people's privacy.
✿ Sebastian knows what a mother figure Agni is to the young prince and since he's one of the butler's very few friends, he has no problem asking Agni to watch over you from time to time when he's out with Ciel. And was more than happy when you started liking the Indian butler a lot.
✿ His feline friends like you a lot and can sense you're small and defenseless, they are quite the company when you must stay in your and your father's shared room.
✿ Your dad also gifted you a black cat plushie he created especially for you.
And since then, it has become one of your favorite things you like to hold on to it most of the time.
✿ Honestly, you want it near you at all times, when your dad feeds you when he bathes you, and of course, it's quite the company at your bedtime. (besides your father of course)
✿ You were a bit hard to handle when you started to walk and run all around the house. Quite the amusing view for the young lord to watch over Sebastian running after you so you wouldn't get hurt.
✿ "Now come here you, it's time for your lunch" Sebastian tucked you in his arms with your head close to his chest. "And if you're a good girl, we'll go outside and play" He spoke in a soft tone and gave your forehead a long sweet kiss.
#sebastian michaelis x reader#sebastian michaelis x you#sebastian michaelis#kuroshitsuji#black butler#fluff#fanfic#romance#fanfiction#x reader#black butler imagines#kuroshitsuji sebastian#black butler sebastian#Black butler headcanons#Sebastian michaelis headcanons
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💕🍄The 12 Days of Ayumu 🍄💕
JULY 17TH!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYUMU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AYUMU 😭💕😭💕😭💕 Doing all this translating has done nothing except make me miss him even more 😭
But!!! Today is the big day!! And so we have the thing I’ve been saving for last!!!! The absolutely cutest Ayumu story I think I’ve ever read !!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I wanted to cry when I read it it was so sweet I love him so much sdfgnkjkjnfg
I was a lot more creative with translating this story to make it sound more fun and natural, since I’m finally getting comfortable enough to start doing that, I really hope you guys enjoy it !!
it’s pretty long, so I’m putting it under a readmore
Ayumu Shinonome: Happy Birthday ♡
technically this story is about Ayumu celebrating our birthday, rather than about celebrating his, but...
In the S ward is one of the most popular downtown areas in Tokyo.
2PM —
Middle schooler: Hey, look at that guy over there
Middle schooler 2: Oh my gosh, yeah!
Middle schooler: He’s a host, don’t you think?
Middle schooler 2: He’s definitely a host!
(…No, you’re wrong.)
(I’m just wearing a formal suit.)
Middle schooler: Eek…this is the first time I’ve seen a host in real life!
Middle schooler 2: I guess that’s the norm around here, we are in Tokyo after all!
Thanks to the middle school students who seem to be in the middle of a field trip, I now see the passersby struggling to contain their laughter.
(This couldn’t get any worse. Ugh, this sucks.)
(Really. I was already reluctant enough to do this as is…)
Speaking of which—
MC: Ayumuuuu~!
At last, the reason for all of this torture has arrived.
MC: Sorry! Did I keep you waitin-…
MC: !!!
(Uh…is she okay?)
MC: Ayumu, you…you look…so hot…
MC: Ahh, you look amazing!!
Ayumu: Dummy!! Keep your voice down!
(If she says something like that too loudly…)
Middle schooler: Oh no, look! He’s got a customer…
Middle schooler 2: She must be a huge regular…
Ayumu: …gah, come on, let’s go.
MC: Huh? Already?
MC: I haven’t changed into my pumps yet…
Ayumu: It’s fine, come on! Hurry up!
MC: Ahh, hold up! I came all this way so at least let me put my arm around yours…
MC: Gahh, slow down! You’re walking way too fast!
MC: Ayuumuuuuuu!
This all started about two weeks ago.
MC: Ayumu! Look! This is what I was talking about!
Ayumu: Eh…? Scary…
Fresh out of the bath, my girlfriend suddenly plops down on the ground.
Ayumu: …What
Ayumu: Don’t tell me you broke my limited edition Tyrannosaurus mug…
MC: No, no, that’s not it!
MC: It has to do with this year’s KappaMC Birthday Celebration!
Ayumu: Gross
Ayumu: You’re creating your own birthday celebration…?
MC: It’s a great idea, isn’t it!
MC: I see this kind of thing a lot on social media!
Ayumu: Even so, you’re not supposed to post that about yourself
Ayumu: That sort of tag is made by enthusiastic fans…
MC: Well then, I’ll ask you to do it, Ayumu! Since you should be my biggest fan!
MC: Pleaaase do it with me~?
MC: Take me on a date in a formal suit please!
Nonsense, I thought. At the time.
However, at a later date…
Toru: Ahh~ This seems to be real popular these days! Suit men
Ayumu: …what?
Toru: If you search anywhere on social media sites, you’ll get tons of hits~
Toru: Guys uploading selfies in suits
…I don’t get it.
What’s so fun about showing off a suit?
(Although, she did say something the other day about wanting to go on a date with me in a formal suit..)
Ayumu: Frivolous. Completely.
Toru: Noo, you just need to choose the right place to go!
Toru: Shall the Great Toru offer you some guidance~?
Ayumu: No thanks. There’s no way that’s ever happening…
Toru: Hm, well I don’t know what kind of person your partner is, but—
Toru: Sometimes it’s important to spice things up a bit so that you don’t fall into a rut!
Ayumu: …
Toru: Again, I really have noo idea who your partner is buuuut
Toru: I think women who like that sort of thing would be really happy~
Ayumu: …
(…bah. He’s probably right.)
(She does seem like she’d like that sort of thing…)
That’s why I decided to title it “The Extraordinary Production”
I end up regretting this as soon as we start stage one—meeting up downtown.
(Ah, well, at least I won’t feel as out of place at the next stage.)
Yes, and the next stage is—
MC: Look! Look! Ayumu! The view outside is sooooooo pretty!!
Ayumu: Ah, I see.
(Naturally. We are on the 38th floor.)
By the way, the seats here are filled almost full.
Of them, about half are reservations.
MC: Whoaaa, did you see?? This afternoon tea set!!
MC: The tea stand! It has five tiers! Five!!
Ayumu: Ah, I see.
MC: Hey, at least act more surprised!
MC: Fives tiers? This is the first time, for me at least, that I’ve ever seen anything like this!
(…yeah, I suppose it would be)
I say this because—
Toru: How’s this place look?
Toru: “Enjoy some luxury afternoon tea on the top floor of a high rise tower”
Toru: Whoa, the tea stand, it’s got five tiers!
Ayumu: Ah, I see.
Toru: Ugh, what kind of response was that!
Toru: Are you even listening?? The tea stand has five tears!!
Toru: Isn’t that alone pretty much a win right there?
Ayumu: I don’t get it.
Toru: In a date, it’s either a win or a loss…
Soma: But doesn’t it seem likely that it would make his date happy?
Ayumu: !
Soma: Women who are particular about food will also care about how many tiers of sweets there are, will they not?
Soma: Glutto-no, women who eat everything with enthusiasm,
Soma: I think they would be very pleased with a five tiered tea stand.
Ayumu: Haa…
MC: What should I do?? My heart is beating so fast, I’m so excited…
MC: I don’t think I’ll be able to eat all five tiers…
Ayumu: If it’s you, you’ll be fine.
Ayumu: …since you’re a glutton.
MC: Huh? What did you just say right now…?
Ayumu: Nothing, don’t worry about it.
Seeing the waiter passing by, I raise my hand to get their attention.
Waiter: Did you decide what you would like to order?
Ayumu: The afternoon tea set for two people, please.
Ayumu: The original black tea blend.
Waiter: Understood, thank you.
As soon as the waiter walks away, I purposely sigh dramatically.
Ayumu: So noisy
MC: Wha-…I didn’t even sa-
Ayumu: Your stare
Ayumu: It feels like you’re trying to stare into my soul or something since a while ago.
MC: …hey, b-but that….
MC: I mean! I can’t help it…
MC: You just look way too amazing today, it’s like my eyes are being sucked in…
Ayumu: …
(…what is she even saying, this girl)
Ayumu: This isn’t the first time you’ve seen me like this though, is it? In a suit?
MC: That’s true, but…today is special…
MC: You wore the suit for me, didn’t you?
MC: That automatically makes you look, like, 30% hotter!
MC: I’m just so happy, I can’t stop looking at you
Ayumu: ….I see.
There was a strange pause before I replied.
Probably because I was remembering the advice that Toru gave me.
Toru: You definitely need to be sure to always compliment your date’s outfit~
Ayumu: …wha?
Toru: Well, if you’re wearing a formal suit
Toru: Then your date should also be in formal wear, right?
Ayumu: that…well…
Toru: And so, you need to be sure to give your date lots of compliments!
Toru: Cause girls always put several times more effort into things like their makeup and hairstyle!
Ayumu: No, no, she doesn’t have me beat there
Ayumu: If we’re talking hairstyle, it’s definitely me…
Toru: Bah, well, saying things like “that looks great on you” or “you look pretty” is always a safe bet
Toru: And then…
Ayumu: You don’t—
MC: “I don’t”?
—“you don’t look too bad yourself, either”
That’s it. All I have to do is use what she said as an opportunity to compliment her back.
(So, come on. Say it.)
(Just light and natural.)
(Sound genuine about it…)
Ayumu: You don’t—
MC: Ah!!
Suddenly, my girlfriend jumps out of her chair as if remembering something.
MC: Sorry, is it okay if I go to the restroom for real quick?
MC: It’s…my shoes, I’m still wearing my sneakers
Ayumu: …
MC: No, I know already, you don’t have to tell me
MC: “You should’ve just worn your pumps from the beginning”
MC: That’s what you were about to say, right?
MC: But these shoes don’t quite fit right…
MC: “It’ll be fine if just change into them right before I meet up with Ayumu”…is what I had told myself
Ayumu: …
MC: I’ll just change into them real quick!!
Ayumu: …
(…This sucks.)
I just let a perfect chance that I’ll probably never see again slip by.
(No, it’s fine though.)
(It’s not like I absolutely HAVE to give her a compliment.)
That was just Toru’s opinion.
She didn’t specifically ask me to do it, or anything.
And so, from there, while I’m with my girl…
MC: Ahh, that was so delicious!
MC: The cake and the scones and the tea, they were all the best!
Ayumu: …
MC: Oh, and the clotted cream too!
MC: It was the first time I’ve ever had it but it went surprisingly well with the scones~
MC: I wonder if they sell it at that other shop…
(…this is it.)
Her head is probably full of the afternoon tea we just had.
I want to make her happy…more than anything.
(But it’s impossible to compliment her when things are like this.)
I’ll just start by making a statement about what she’s wearing, but it’ll have a compliment at the end.
“I noticed your dress has lace on top of the turquoise fabric. It’s not bad.
“Those pumps must not be comfortable to wear. But they go nicely with the dress.”
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you wear this much makeup. It looks nice.”
(I’m psyching myself up too much, aren’t I?)
I guess it just goes to show how much I’ve been looking forward to this day, though.
MC: So where are we going next?
Ayumu: Anywhere is fine, as long as it only takes about an hour.
MC: Hm? What does that mean?
Ayumu: This.
I pull two tickets out of the breast pocket of my suit.
MC: Whaa…the opera??
Ayumu: It’s in about an hour from now. So we can’t go unless we go at that time.
(The idea wasn’t mine, though.)
Yes, this idea…
Toru: Hmm, what other places would be good to wear a formal suit to…
Toru: What about a luxury brand store?
Ayumu: Huh?
Toru: If you wear a businesswear vs a formal suit to a shop, the staff will treat you differently, right?
Toru: Because they’ll be acting even more polite to you
Toru: There’s no doubt that your date will feel like a celebrity!
Toru: Right, Goto?
Goto: Don’t touch me, I’m not responding to that.
Toru: And after you can take her to a fancy restaurant inside a hotel or a bar with a gorgeous night view!
Toru: Sure it might be a little cliche sounding, but it’ll certainly be something out of the ordinary that you won’t forget!
Toru: Hey, Gotooo!
Goto: Look, even if you touch me, I’m still not going to respo-
???: Aww, aren’t you guys sweet
Toru: …huh?
Tsugaru: Don’t you know this is the perfect time to go watch the opera?
Ayumu: ..……good afternoon. How long have you been there?
Tsugaru: Now that hardly matters, does it?
Tsugaru: More importantly, if you’re going to put all that effort into a date, you should go to the opera.
Tsugaru: It’s like a date specifically meant for formal wear, is it not~?
Tsugaru: Hmmm, but…
Tsugaru: It’s possible the person you’re planning to take on a date doesn’t understand the opera, though.
Ayumu: …I should first confirm whether that’s true or not, though
Ayumu: Hey, have you ever watched the opera?
MC: Uhhhh, that’s…
MC: Well, I’ve seen Phantom of the Opera…
Ayumu: That’s not the same thing
Ayumu: That’s just a musical.
MC: …well of course I know that much!
MC: So, this is a first
MC: It’ll be my “first time”!
Ayumu: Wait…do you hear that—
MC: I want my first time to be with you, Ayumu!
MC: So please, take my opera virginity—!
???: Ahhh!!
A sudden scream drowns out her playful chattering.
Woman: A purse snatcher…!!
Woman: Somebody, please! My bag!
(Seriously? A purse snatcher?)
Before I get a chance to confirm, she jumps into action.
She starts chasing the purse snatcher.
(Dummy! What is she doing??)
Purse snatcher: Damn it…!
The criminal escapes to the back alley at the end of the road. Of course, my girl isn’t the type to give up so easily.
MC: Stop right there!
While she chases after the purse snatcher, I enter the next alley.
If the criminal turns the corner here, I’m pretty sure I can cut him off.
Sure enough—
(…he came.)
MC: Ayumu!
Purse snatcher: Shit…!
I’m in front of the criminal, blocking his path, while she’s at his back. He turns around and rushes at her.
Purse snatcher: Move it!
MC: Just who do you think you are!!
Her next move is quite something. As the criminal charges at her, she swiftly grabs his right hand, twisting it behind his back and shoving him to the ground, planting her body weight on his back.
Purse snatcher: Ouch! Ow ow ow!
From there, we hand over the criminal to the authorities and all live happily ever after—
Or not.
MC: The interrogation took longer than I expected…
Ayumu: Yeah, it did
MC: But if we leave now we should be able to just barely make it in time…
???: Oh my gosh, look at her
I hear a whisper from a woman passing by.
Woman: Yikes, look at her, did she get into a fight?
Woman 2: Maybe she fell? There’s a hole in her stockings
The innocent exchange seems to have reached her ears.
MC: Oh…
There’s no denying that she looks beat up right now.
Her dress is dirty and the knees of her stockings have holes in them.
(Of course.)
(She had to straddle the criminal on the ground to secure him.)
However, her stockings aren’t the only thing that tore.
MC: I-I’m sorry, I’lll go change them right away…
Ayumu: The lace
MC: Huh?
Ayumu: The lace part on your dress, too
MC: !
Ayumu: Did it get caught on something? Like a nail?
Ayumu: When you were chasing after the purse snatcher
MC: …ah, yeah…
Seems I probably guessed right.
MC: I’m so sorry, I’ll go change into a new outfit…
MC: Ah…but, the time…
Ayumu: …
MC: Please just wait a second…I’ll figure it out someway or another…
MC: To change…I’ll just, I’ll go buy some new clothes…
Ayumu: It’s fine, the way it is now
Strangely, the words seem to just flow out of my mouth on their own accord
Ayumu: You don’t look bad
MC: Uhh…?
Ayumu: It doesn’t look bad, does it? How you look right now
It’s still the outfit she put so much effort into, just a bit worn out now.
Either way, it’s still very ‘KappaMC’-like.
(Really, it’s not bad.)
I run my hands through her messy hair to smooth it out.
She looks up at me, confused.
MC: Um…Ayumu…?
Ayumu: Let’s go
MC: Wait, I can’t go to the opera looking like this…
Ayumu: We’re not. Going to the opera, that is.
MC: What! No! Don’t say that!
MC: You already bought the tickets and everything…
Ayumu: Don’t worry about it, really, it’s okay.
Just a slight change in schedule.
Truthfully, I had planned on bringing her ‘here’ after the opera, anyway.
(Ah, but this timing actually isn’t bad at all, it works out well.)
Ayumu: Aren’t you coming?
MC: But…I look like a mess…
Ayumu: You look fine, don’t worry about it
Ayumu: I rented out the place
MC: Rented out??
MC: Here??
Startled, she looks around at the surroundings.
(Ah, well, it makes sense. Reacting that way.)
If I was in her position, I’d probably react the same way,
Ayumu: Your hand.
MC: Sorry?
Ayumu: Your left hand. Give it to me.
MC: Oh, um, alright…
I grabbed her nervously outstretched hand and led her to middle of the stairs.
(Finally.)
Now we just need to stand here for five more seconds.
Honestly, this is the most nerve wracking part of the whole day.
(But, well, it’s her birthday.)
(And it’s special.)
Ayumu: 3…2…1…
At the exact moment I point, balloons float up into the sky.
MC: Balloons??!
She watches as the balloons float upwards, eyes wide in surprise.
I use her distraction as an opportunity to pick up the bouquet I had hidden.
Ayumu: Happy birthday
Her mouth falls open wide in shock.
Yeah. It really isn’t like me to do this sort of thing.
But, the one who thought of this surprise, make no mistake, was me. I came up with it.
(This is a once in a year occasion, after all.)
(And I thought she would like it, if I did this.)
Ayumu: So? What do you think?
MC: …
Ayumu: MC?
No reply.
(Uhh, what’s the status here?)
(Maybe I messed up…)
MC: A-a…yu…
(Ah-yoo…?)
MC: A-yu-muuuuu…!!
(Whoa wait just a-)
Ayumu: Oof
Sniffling, she throws her arms around me.
MC: I-I…j-just…nnnf, I’m…I’m so, nnnnff, so happy…I, nnnf, love it…s..so much..!!
MC: T-th…! This…surprise, nnnf, it…it’s…!!!
Ayumu: …
MC: P-plea…zz…please sta…stay with, nnnf, with me…fore…forever, nnnf…!!
Ayumu: …dummy.
Ayumu: I can’t understand what you’re saying.
That’s a lie.
Truthfully, I understand perfectly what she’s saying.
(“Stay with me.”)
I’ll stay with you, for the rest of our lives.
In return, don’t ever let go of me.
I did something today that I never would’ve even dreamed of doing before, all because you’ve changed me.
Ayumu: Happy birthday
MC: T-thank you…
Ayumu: So, what shall we do from here?
First, I have a room for us to stay at.
But after we check in, we can spend our time however we’d like until dinner time.
(Ah, no, but before that we need to change.)
(As you’d imagine, going to the restaurant looking like this would be…)
MC: …iss…
Ayumu: Hm?
MC: Kiss…I want to kiss you…
MC: From here on…with you, forever…
Ayumu: …
Ayumu: …dummy
I was asking about later today, but…
Is she asking for a kiss with a runny nose and a tear soaked face?
There’s a lot of things I want to say to that, but—
(Ah, well, it’s her birthday…)
Her lips taste salty, as expected.
But…I don’t hate it. Maybe I’ve gone crazy too.
MC: Thank you…
As we pulled away from the kiss she sniffled loudly.
MC: I, um, I feel like I’m dreaming…
MC: My head feels all fuzzy…
Ah, I see.
MC: I’m gonna…just you wait…!
MC: Next time it’s your birthday, I’m gonna think of an amazing surprise…!
Ayumu: No need to.
I have nothing but a bad feeling about that.
Ayumu: Seriously, don’t. Hard pass.
MC: …hmph, meanie!
MC: If this is how you feel, now I’m DEFINITELY going to plan something!!!
MC: Like making dinosaur balloons, or dinosaur 3D pancakes, or…
MC: Maybe I’ll rent out a whole museum…
MC: Mmph, mmm…
It’s really not necessary. Coming up with some sort of surprise.
(If you’re here with me.)
As long as you stay here next to me—
If we can kiss like this, then that’s enough for me.
-The End-
Isn’t that CG gorgeous??? And wasn’t that story soooo frickin adorable??? sbkhgkjadbf I have so many feelings about this 😭💕😭💕
And thank you so so so so sooo much to @world-a-to-z!! Like I’d mentioned at the start, I was never part of the Peach fanclub because I only started reading Ayumu’s stories almost exactly a year ago now. And so, I didn’t have access to this story. So what did this absolutely wonderful person do?? Transcribe this entire story in Japanese!!!! And then was kind enough to send it to me, along with the screenshots of the backgrounds (which were pretty necessary for all the scene changes, I think) and the CG, so that I could translate it. So please give her a HUGE HUGE thank you for making basically almost the entirety of this birthday celebration possible!!! 💕💕💕
Thank you guys so much for celebrating with me! I hope everyone had a lot of fun!!! I can’t wait to actually sleep again now...I spent sooo much time doing all these translations whoops ><
In case you missed a day, or want to reread anything, you’ll find links to all the posted content here!
#the 12 days of ayumu#ayumu's birthday celebration#happy birthday shinonome#ayumu shinonome#hlitf shinonome#hlitf ayumu#hlitf#her love in the force#my trash translations#love 365#shinonome ayumu#voltage romance games#voltage otome#otome#東雲歩
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p4 + f5 with an SO who likes to bake and do like cookie decorating?
where’s MY S/O who makes pretty and delicious sweets for me….. these boys don’t know how lucky they are………………..
CHESLOCK
… So, to start with, he now gets first dibs on everything they bake! He’s got a massive sweet tooth so to have him attempting to sneak bites of all the cookies and shit is pretty much unavoidable. And actually, he doesn’t sneak. He doesn’t tiptoe around grabbing them while his S/O’s back is turned, he doesn’t do puppy-dog eyes to beg them for some, and he doesn’t trade favors. He pretty much just blatantly snatches whatever he wants and eats it in full view of his S/O. If they need him to not eat even one bite, they probably need to start smacking his hands away, because no matter what they do otherwise, that’s the only way he’ll listen.
CLAYTON
Well, as long as it makes them happy, that’s what matters, right? He doesn’t have super strong feelings on the matter one way or another. He just views it as something they enjoy doing, so as long as that’s true, he certainly isn’t going to raise a fuss about it either way. Of course, if they want him to sample whatever they’re making, he’ll do it happily. He’s not huge on sweets, as in he won’t seek them out over anything else, but he does indulge from time to time. Surprisingly, he likes the decorations more than actually eating the cookies. His S/O is incredibly talented with their hands, and it amazes him what they can do.
EDGAR
Oh, good God, yesssss. The fact that his S/O likes to bake is ― pun intended ― the cherry on top for him. His sweet tooth isn’t quite as bad as Cheslock’s, but it’s still pretty bad. He has a weakness for red velvet and buttercream, don’t judge him! He’s also got a weakness for the aesthetics that often come along with pastry decoration and the like, so his eyes just light up when he sees his S/O’s creations. One of his usual things is to give a pitiful sigh and say, “Why did you have to make these? They’re too pretty to eat!” It’s like they’re teasing him, and even though he’s still going to eat whatever they’ve made, he likes to poke a little fun.
EDWARD
Of course, it’s a rather common hobby they have, isn’t it? Even so, he has a certain admiration for the things they’re able to accomplish with some frosting and fondant. A lot of their decorated sweets look like things that his sister would like, or things that just remind him of her. Looking at whatever his S/O has made, he gets this soft, fond look on his face. Although he isn’t usually tempted by sugary things, he’ll still gladly taste their creations if they ask him to. Honestly, he’ll probably ask them to make some things for Lizzie’s next birthday… and be surprised that (Name) will do some for his birthday, too.
GREGORY
Ohh… well, that’s actually like a form of visual art. It’s not quite the same as his own sketches and paintings, but it’s in the same sort of area. The creations his S/O makes require the same careful hand as his drawings, the same understanding of structure and color. And, even better than his own work ― theirs can actually be eaten. Mmm. Although he isn’t as much of a sugar fiend as some of his friends, his downfall is anything made with lavender or plum. If(Name) makes anything with those and turns their back for a second, it will disappear very quickly. He often has to confess soon after thanks to the immediate stomachache he gets from eating so fast.
HERMAN
If that’s something they enjoy, then honestly, more power to them. It clearly takes a deft hand to do things like that, with all that attention to detail, so they’re undoubtedly talented. He can respect what his S/O does even if it’s not necessarily something he’s into; he always does like seeing the end results. And despite his assertions that he isn’t a fan of sweets, he’ll still eat every single thing they put in front of him. Not only eat it, he’ll enjoy it, too! Though he’s a little more stoic about it than some of the others, he still makes sure to give them a proud smile whenever they show something off to him.
JOANNE
Oh, that’s… that’s such an incredible thing they can do! He thinks they’re like miniature works of art, and what’s more, they’re food?? He’s completely mesmerized that they’re able to make such perfect-looking things that are edible. It’s certainly more impressive than anything he can do. He tries to pretend like he’s not completely brought to his knees by sweet things, but… well… after one bite, followed by another, and another, and on,he really can’t hide it. Good news? He’ll taste-test anything for them. Bad news? Like Gregory, he might ignore his limits and end up with an upset tummy a few times. All in the name of delicious sweets, though!
LAWRENCE
Surely they know his mind is more intellectually inclined than artistically, and yet… he can’t help praising his S/O for their efforts. Maybe in spite of the fact that he isn’t gifted at those kinds of things, he’s impressed. Even though he tries to act unaffected, the truth is that he always smiles when he’s looking at their creations. He’s got a small sweet tooth, too, so he has exactly no problems eating anything they give him. Actually, looking at and eating whatever they make him tends to be relaxing for him. However, don’t expect that to mean he won’t also give them detailed notes on both taste and presentation…
SOMA
Ohhhh, goodness, no, no… they can’t do this to him!! He can feel his teeth starting to rot just by looking at all the things they’ve made. Not only does he plan to eat as much as they’ll let him ― it’s all so cute! Obviously people eat with their eyes first, and that includes Soma. He’s in the same camp as Edgar, quietly whining in Hindi about how his S/O’s creations are all too gorgeous to be eaten. That… doesn’t stop him, though, because they also taste incredible. Although he might not get a stomachache from eating too much or too fast, he’ll definitely get a little (hopefully) temporary tooth pain from all the sugar. He thinks it’s completely worth it, though.
#Black Butler#Kuroshitsuji#Cheslock#Clayton#Edgar#Edward#Gregory#Herman#Joanne#Lawrence#Soma#reader insert#romantic#fluff#slice of life#domestic#noooooo it's so cute!!!#queued
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Collar X Malice: Unlimited Part 1 - Enomoto Mineo Route
Okay, so I thought Collar X Malice Unlimited was a fandisc sequel but it seems more like an alternate world/possibility or kinda both I guess lol. Not sure if I really care for the new character called Tachibana, but anyway I'm doing Enomoto's route first and I'm so happy already~ I love how quickly and easily he deflected every attempt of Tachibana's to like touch or do anything to Ichika, like geez this guy lol. Anyway Mineo after story!! So I guess it is a sequel hahaha, I guess they just kinda changed a bit of things to fit some other stuff? Anyway, Mineo without his eyepatch is something I'll need to get used to hahaha. Lmaooo when he said that his ikemen powers will go up now after unlocking the seal on his right eye😂😂😂 Aww I love how Ichika told him that him with and without the eyepatch both had their own appeals, and then I died when he called her a heart thief for saying something sweet like that🤣🤣
HAHAHA when Mineo tried to convince Ichika that he needs to live near her just in case she needs help with anything, and his example was if Kazuki wasn't home and she needed to open a jar of jam😂😂😂😂 Mineo is so hilarious, he'll always be the death of me🥲🥲 Okay, Super Mineoman is the hero I never knew I needed, he's so adorable🤣🤣 I loveee how Soma Saito voices Mineo, like omggg LOL when he said her love is priceless and said priceless in English😂
I find it so cute and sweet how at home Mineo is with everyone in his team. Lmaoo when they ate his lunchbox because he kept bragging about how Ichika lovingly made it all for him🤣 Awww I love how Ichika fed him! Lmao when he kept talking about indirect kisses and she had to tell him to shut up and just eat the hamburger steak🤣 I loveee how Kazuki asks about how Ichika is doing now, especially considering the new "Adonis" crime. What I love the most though is that Kazuki and Mineo are friendly enough to cook together for the exhausted Ichika! Honestly, if I had to take all those phone calls at SCRPO, I think I would either want to die or kill someone loll. Mineo remembering how Ichika cooking him food when he was down making him cheer up, and then now doing the same for her was so cute. Seeing him so lovingly prepare the food was just so sweet~ And omggg, I love how caring Mineo is towards Kazuki as well. It was one of the things that made me love Mineo more than all the other guys, since I feel like they put in a lot of effort to show how much Mineo cares about Kazuki as well, and how much he embraces their family. I love how honest Kazuki was about thanking him for supporting him when he found out about Akito. Anyway, Mineo and Kazuki made a full course meal in the morning?! Danggg, I'm impressed too, they even made pudding. I was so happy when Mineo flicked Ichika's forehead and told her to not bottle up her feelings inside all the time and to tell him like she is now. She always doesn't want to burden others and that's definitely a bad habit! Okay, I was still laughing at how Mineo was saying he should turn himself in for making her forehead red from the flick, and then he kissed her forehead to make the pain go away!! I nearly died, that was so cute. Lmao at Mineo's birthday being called eggplant day because it's Tokugawa Ieyasu's death anniversary and he apparently loved eggplants lol. Ichika brainstorming ideas for Mineo's present was so funny🤣 it would be so funny if she actually gifted him a funky eyepatch though😂
Anyway, it was pretty obvious that this Someya pretended to be attacked by Adonis did it to herself and "blamed Adonis" just so her classmates could finally forgive her for her “crimes” and she could live a normal school life again, but yeah honestly, that was really naive of her, and quite ridiculous but I can sympathise to an extent since bullying is always something really terrible to experience and deal with. However, I still found her little story boring tbh lol. Okay, I usually don't care that much about kiss CGs but dang, the sudden kiss CG after their zoo date was soo hot, I loved it. Oh and lmaooo when Isshiki teased Mineo saying he didn't know who he was without his eyepatch😂😂 it's so true though hahaha. OMG, when Kazuki said Enomoto is the only guy he would call big brother, I nearly died, that's so sweet and cute of Kazuki to tell him that!!! LOL when Mineo started speaking English asking him to repeat it once more, please😂😂 Mineo is such a lovable idiot, it was so cute how Kazuki and Ichika were trying to ask him what present would he like and he kept saying them just being there for him was enough🤣 I can understand his sentiments though hahahah, honestly I feel like I would be as silly as Mineo and not notice these things🤣 On the other hand, it was kinda saddening to hear that Hana's arrest made Isshiki doubt his music and whether it was his music that caused people to misinterpret his songs etc, I'm just glad he was able to overcome that and believe and hope that his songs can one day properly reach Hana though.
Awww, Ichika finally stayed over at Mineo's place but he ended up having to go to work😭 It was so cute how he was practically trying to propose to her with the Miso soup line hahahah. Omgg, the flashback to Mineo telling Mochida and Satake his and Ichika's love story to properly report to his superiors that they're dating was hilarious😂😂 So awkward for Ichika lmaoo, definitely a funny and embarrassing but good memory though loll. Mineo being so earnest about these things really makes you hope that there are people as honest and endearing as him in this world. Considering how undecided Ichika was towards Mineo's birthday present, it's amazing how thoughtfully she prepared that roll cake birthday cake with his favourite pudding as the filling! It sounds so good😭 Anyway, for a moment I really thought they would just hold hands to sleep but omgg, their first time was so cute, and I love how embarrassed they were towards each other in the morning. They're so innocent it's adorable. Lollll I can totally understand Ichika running away in embarrassment and getting mad at Mineo for blurting stuff out to make Sakuragawa realise what they did last night lmao. I'm surprised they survived not talking to each other for so long, like even if they're busy, they could at least communicate through messages! Anyway, I loved how the ending ended with Mineo asking Ichika to be his partner for life in public this time haha, the partner thing was one of my favourite scenes so seeing him do it again was sweet. It made me so happy and giddy for them hahaha. It's also nice how they met each other's families, it's kinda sad that Ichika's parents still don't seem to care for her apparently, but I'm glad Mineo's family is as wholesome as he is and as accommodating and bright. No one could be sad with their family around hahaha. I kinda like how they handled Ogata in the normal ending, it's nice to know that Mineo's sincerity really got through to him.
Overall, I really enjoyed Mineo's route~ It was honestly pretty short but that's okay because Mineo still makes me laugh so much, he's so funny that it brightens up my mood every time I watch him and his antics lol. I also really enjoyed seeing Ichika and Mineo be this silly happy couple that is really sweet too. But I think the biggest highlight for me is seeing how much of an effect Mineo had on Kazuki and just Kazuki and Ichika's relationship in general. I always loved how Mineo helped Ichika communicate with Kazuki better, so I just love how Kazuki treats Mineo like family now, and it doesn't feel awkward at all with how they all are. Seeing Kazuki appreciate Mineo for the guy he is made me really happy for them haha. Definitely an enjoyable after story and Mineo definitely has the same happy vibe and sincerity as his original route, and the ending was so cute~
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Switching Sides: Part 6 (HLITF)
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If you wanna catch up, Part 5 is right here! Happy reading :)
Premise: Growing up in a life of crime in a Japanese mafia, Atsuko Motomori has seen enough injustice to last her a lifetime. To try and give back to the universe her family has taken so much from, she dreams of being a detective from a young age. Her twin, sharing her disgust for her father and many uncles, just wants an ordinary life away from the crime, paing and suffering. Instead, she wants to be in the spotlight with the soft notes she makes with her cello. In their escape of 2015, on their coming of age birthday, they must split ways, never to be together ever again. If one was found, they didn’t want the other dragged down with them. Atsuko, having changed her name and appearance as best she can without a scalpel, sets off to start her life of car chases and arrests.
Four years in a seemingly dead-end police station in the middle of nowhere, being passed over time after time for promotion, Atsuko finally gets a shot at her dream, having been sent to an academy for the best candidates in the country by her boss who had always kept an eye out for her. After discovering her boss may have made her bite off more than she could chew, Atsuko must become the slave of a dominating instructor!? Who so just happens to be the captain of the most famous police unit in Japan? Not to mention a total knockout! Will Atsuko finally achieve her dream? Or will her new instructor put her through the wringer?
Warnings: Language, Reference to sexual activity, Forceful nature, description of traumatic child abuse.
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It had been a few days since Kaga went to negotiate with the mafia by himself. Ayumu seemed to have forgotten all about whatever he was trying to accuse me of, which only made being around him more nerve-wracking. I wondered if he was trying to gather evidence against me, but why would he waste his time doing that when we had a mission to prepare for? Well, knowing him, he could probably do both at the same time. Not that I would ever show the fact I was impressed by his skills- his head would grow two hat sizes bigger- but he was an efficient detective.
The mission in question was my undercover assignment with Instructor Kaga. As his girlfriend. In the moment, I was sat in the Monitor Room, partaking in an investigation briefing, surrounded by all of the special instructors.
"Kaga and Atsuko will go undercover as a couple to tail Takeda." Soma reminded us all, showing a picture of the subject of the mission.
"I've hacked into Takeda's cell phone GPS so I'll be able to find him," Shinonome announced. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I didn't have a smart phone with connection to external sources except for cell service. It was easy enough to hack into, especially for a man like my father who has endless amounts of money for tech-wizards to find me.
"The target is currently south of Main Street. According to Ishigami's information, it's likely he's heading to a luxury sweets bar."
‘What the hell is a politician doing at a sweets bar?’ I quizzed myself, forgetting all about the fact he was a suspected criminal.
"It's a couple’s place. You two won't stand out at all. This is Takeda's favourite retreat." Maybe mistaking my confusion for worry, Ishigami ensured it was a place where we wouldn't seem suspicious.
"In other words, it's likely a place where he holds secret meetings." Shinonome brought up the answer to my thoughts and I nodded in response.
"I've got the gist of it. Let's go, Atsuko." Immediately after saying my name, my instructor had his arm wrapped firmly around my shoulders. He laughed at me as he usually did, but he wasn’t normally this close. I could smell the cigarette smoke in his breath, mixed in with the fresh scent of mint.
‘Ri-Right, we're a couple from now on.’ I sighed to myself. ‘Well, at least he won't bully me for a bit.’ Trying to lift my nervous spirits, I reminded myself why I was here in the first place.
"Motomori, good luck." Ayumu, who hadn't really spoken to me since our confrontation in the Staff Room, spoke up. My gaze darted to his, but he seemed unaware of any unease he had caused me.
"I wish you the best of luck." Soma chimed in to break our eye contact.
"Kaga, I've said this countless times, but acting on your own accord is-." Ishigami could hardly get in a sentence before Kaga brushed him off.
"I'm well aware. You don't have to tell me." Sounding like a bored kid, the Captain walked out of the room, taking me with him by his grip still around my shoulders.
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The sweet bar we arrived at was chic and the lighting was dim. There were fish tanks in the walls and champagne on almost every table. I couldn't help but grimace at all the fancy people sitting around us. This was the type of place my father liked to take us if he ever let us out. Usually we were an excuse to get cops off his tail or stop any suspicions.
"This is the place Takeda holds his secret meetings?" I spoke in a low voice, not wanting to draw attention from anyone eavesdropping.
"Don't use that name anymore." All Kaga could do was criticise me for my loose tongue.
He and I were standing in the entrance, waiting to be seated. I forced myself to look around the shop, not wanting to seem restless in the stuffy atmosphere. Doing so, I noticed a man whose photo I had been studying. It was Takeda, sitting on a table in a far corner of the room.
"Kaga, over there." Trying to seem more friendly and regard him more casually, as I was told in the briefing, I tried to get my instructor's attention.
"No. Do as you were told in the briefing." Not accepting that as personal enough, he whispered in my ear as we were directed to a table in the back. I grumbled a little, but gave it a go anyway.
"Hyogo. That better?" Although it took a second, I was able to force the name out of my mouth.
"It could be better." He smirked as we passed behind Takeda. As we did, I noticed a blind spot in the corner of my eye, which I was sure my partner had also noticed.
When we were seated, Kaga removed the hand he had around my waist. "Okay, call the shop and ask for Takeda. Act like you're a reporter." He reminded me of the plan. I was meant to lead the politican away so that the Captain could plant a listening device.
"Sure thing." I whipped out my phone and called the sweet bar. Eventually, Takeda made his way to the phone at the counter.
"Hello, this is Takeda." The politician announced and Kaga got up to approach his table. Goto's team was busy distracting the staff from going over to Takeda's table so that Kaga wasn't spotted.
"Hello, sir, sorry for the sudden call. I'm a reporter with Toho News." I watched as all of the members in the team in the bar worked seamlessly. Kaga was quick to plant the device and gave me a nod when he returned. "Well, there has been a rumour about you’re having an affair with a certain actress." Keeping my voice upbeat, the suspect quickly hung up after having a go at me for wasting his time.
"That was more nerve-wracking than I thought." I breathed a sigh of relief as I put my phone back in my bag, glad I hadn't made a mistake like accidentally blabbering our entire plan to the man we were tracking.
"You did good." The blunt compliment was a little surprising, seeing as it seemed like the instructor could only ever see my faults. A small smile graced my lips as I saw Takeda take his seat.
Pushing an earphone in his ear, Kaga looked at me to hide the fact he is listening in on the suspect. As I decided not to distract him, Kaga started talking about the menu. I was sure it was to make us look less inconspicuous, so I quickly played along.
"Well, they're sweets, so I'm sure I'd like just about anything." I smiled up at him as he was sitting next to me with the menu in one hand. We were sitting in a booth, allowing us the view of the whole room. Despite all the space, we were pushed up against each other, Kaga's hand on my hip. Even though I had never been on a date before, I was surprisingly comfortable in this situation. Maybe it was the excitement of the mission, but I was actually enjoying myself.
After we've ordered, Kaga stroked my cheek softly while we waiting. "You have a weird smile." He commented and it instantly flattened. I had heard from Naruko that my smile when I was hungry to work is a little... off-putting. She said I looked like a villain from a kid’s movie, which doesn't really instil me with confidence.
"Well, I was excited." I pouted, crossing my arms on the table. Looking around at all the other couples, I noticed how close they were as well. I was trying to act like a girlfriend, but I had never done it before. I became a little disheartened.
That was until Kaga grabbed my chin, gently guiding me to look at him again. "Oh yeah, what're you excited about?" The evil grin on his face made it clear he was teasing me.
"This is my first investigation," I stated bluntly, trying not to blush as our faces were so close. I couldn't pull my gaze away from him.
Suddenly, our waiter returned with our food and I diverted my eyes from my instructor. Kaga stabbed his cake with a fork and turned towards me.
"Open up." He whispered in my ear, bringing the piece covered with cream to my mouth. I worried he might carelessly shove it down my throat in an effort to punish me in someway or another, so I wasn't all that happy to follow his order.
"Hold on, promise you won't choke me." I was hesitant at first, but the look on his face forced me to open my mouth. He gently fed me the cake and it was actually quite nice.
As I'm fascinated by the flavour, Kaga got my attention with a simple "Hey". When I looked up from the food in front of us, my instructor's face was right in front of mine. The closeness brought me back to everything Naruko had said about him, and I couldn’t help but blush.
‘He's more handsome up close.’ I couldn't help the thought from crossing my mind as he started drawing closer. Before I know it, he has gently pressed his lips on mine. I hadn't even thought that was a possibility in the situation.
‘Th-That was my first kiss.’ I was wide-eyed as he drew back, swiping his finger along my lip and licking the cream that came off it. ‘I don't think I'm breathing.’ I reminded myself to do as such as I stared at him.
"That's fairly good. The sweetness is perfect." He smirked down at me.
"Y-You j-just..." Stumbling over my words, I couldn't stop looking at him.
"If you're not going to eat it, then give it to me." Kaga gradually ate his way through all of the sweets in front of us. I was too shocked to protest to my half being eaten.
Forcing myself to think about something else, I remembered the night I brought him his midnight snack. ‘He must have a sweet tooth.’ I thought back to the two pots of mousse he wolfed down that night.
Suddenly, he put his fork down and his finger on his ear where he had the earpiece. "The woman." Directing my attention back to the table, I glanced over and was in shock of who it is.
Juna.
My sister's birth name echoed in my brain as I felt an arm gently wrap around my waist and pull me towards the man I was sitting with. My mouth went dry and my eyes felt a little dewy. Even though she had a lot of makeup on, I could tell it was my twin sister. It was that distinctive dark green hair she had pinned back. She hadn't noticed me yet as she sat at the politician's table.
‘Dad must be working with him.’ I regained my composure as I remembered why I was here.
"Don't look." One hand on my waist, Kaga grabbed my hand with his other. "Your voice will be easily picked up. Don't get flustered." Maybe realising how shocked I was when I saw the woman dressed in fine clothing entering the shop, Kaga tried to silence me so that I wouldn't talk over the two. His lips were so close to my ear, I could feel them brushing against my lobe as he whispers. I nodded several times, but he didn't let go of my hand.
‘I need to go to the bathroom. What if she sees me and says something without realising?’ I began to panic as all the worst-case scenarios flood into my brain.
"She looks like a normal woman, but she's an intermediary," Kaga informed me, thinking I have no idea what was going on.
‘I know full well what he's using her for.’ I spat internally, trying to ease my hand out of his. "I'm going to the bathroom." I jumped up quick enough so that he had no time to decline me. On my way, my sister's gaze fell to my silhouette disappearing through the door.
In the empty restroom, I clutched the sink basin to try and calm my breathing. ‘Okay. Game plan. So, if she's seen me, she'll probably follow me in. I can explain to her then, but we can't spend too much time in here together or Kaga will get suspicious.’
Suddenly, the door openen and I spun around to see who it was.
"Katsumi." My sister gasped my birth name, running over and throwing her arms around my neck. I was frozen stiff, not knowing what to do.
"Juna, I heard that you quit and then this guy called me from a payphone. What happened to you?" My worry overflowed as I pulled back and held her hands to make sure she was tangible.
"He found me at a concert a few months ago. Then, a couple weeks ago, he pulled me off the street. I was so scared." She was teary-eyed by now, but I held her cheeks to try and catch her tears.
"It's okay. I can help you. I'll help you get out." I commanded as her gaze fell to the floor. She looked so lost, so scared and broken, it seemed like the only expression I ever saw on her face in person. Those emotions and feelings were the only constants in our lives, the familiarity of them all too nostalgic. Although, not the good kind.
"But how, Katsu? It's not like he's eased security." Juna was a mess as she explained how little time she got alone.
"Look, I got into an academy to become a detective. I won't tell you everything because it'll just put you in danger, but I'm on a mission right now." I explained.
"For Takeda." She nodded in understanding.
"Right. If this ties to dad, I can find a way to get you out of there. Meet me as this address this weekend. It's a safe place, I promise." I wrote an address down for a cafe I knew was outside of our father's territory. "We can talk more there. But, I need to go now or I'll look suspicious." I hugged her one more time as she stared down at the napkin I had pulled from our table.
"Katsumi," Juna called out as I reached for the door handle. I turned back to see her smiling. "I missed you." The words made me feel like my heart was breaking into even smaller pieces than they already were to let her go back to that man. With a heavy sigh, I smiled back.
"I missed you too."
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Once I returned to our table, Kaga didn't seem very happy. I explained that, even though she had followed in after me, the woman sitting with Takeda didn't talk to me. It didn't take long for Juna to clean herself up and return to the table.
"What are they saying?" Hoping to ease the anger from my instructor, I spoke in a low tone.
"They seem to be setting up a private meeting involving the Prime Minister. But does he really have anything to do with this?" Kaga's expression became severe as it seemed like we're uncovering a government conspiracy.
"What do you think they're planning on doing?" I was quiet, not trying to impede on the investigation.
"There's been some reports of strange monetary movements recently. That could be in exchange for national secrets." He whispered in my ear and my heart raced.
‘Dad getting involved in government secrets? Oh my god, what is he planning?’ I bit my lip, my eyes darting around, trying to figure out what my sister was talking about.
"It has to be someone else, not the Prime Minister. There must be some scheme." Not believing the prime minister could be corrupt, Kaga went on to explain that they're talking in code to set up a meeting. I had been out of the ‘family business’ for so long, I didn't think there was any way I could help to decode what they said. That would be awfully suspicious as well, especially since our conversation will be sent to Shinonome for decoding.
Suddenly, Kaga stopped talking and I peered up at him for answers. "Seems like they're bumping the meeting up to tonight." He announced quietly and I got the gist of what he was suggesting. "We're going to tail Takeda and track down the others." As Kaga explained that, Takeda and Juna stod up, splitting up. My instructor callsd Shinonome so we could continue to track the politician's GPS and follow him.
"Let's go." Sliding the phone back into his pocket, I stood up and Kaga slipped an arm around my waist once more.
‘He seems too used to this.’ I gazed up at his profile as the growing awareness of my racing heart pounded in my ears. On our way out, I saw Juna getting into a car on the sidewalk just outside the shop. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander to her and our gazes click together. Her expression was somewhat sad and I could see the panic in her eyes as the man driving yelled at her to get back in the car. She looked from him and then back to me, and I worried Kaga would notice the way she stared at me. That knowing gaze boring into me. I mouth to her that she would be safe before she was pushed into the car without anyone noticing me.
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After following the directions Ayumu gave us, we finally saw Takeda, who I now noticed had two men by his side.
‘They could be dad's people.’ I thought, staring intensely at the back of their heads. This looked a little suspicious due to their muscles and tightly shaved heads. Having seen my sister was okay, I had a new spark in my heart to do well in the investigation.
Suddenly, maybe feeling eyes on his back, Takeda seemed a little hyperaware. Scared he was going to turn around, I pulled on Kaga's blazer and pushed myself up against a glass building.
"What're you-?" Maybe taken aback by my sudden forwardness, my instructor glared down at me.
"He's looking right at us." With my face hidden from them all, I frowned up at him, speaking in a whisper.
With this new piece of information, Kaga trapped me in his strong arms. "H-Hey now." I began to panic, not realising this was the situation I was getting myself into.
"Relax, you're so stiff." He grunted as my face was buried in his chest. "If you give us up now, this was all meaningless." With those words echoing in my skull, I swallowed my pride and stared up at him. His expression was stern, having his back to the men so they couldn't see. Then, he ran a hand through my hair. My breathing hitched as his lips touch my temple. I gulped to try and calm myself down as his hand trailed from my cheek to my neck and then to my chest, reaching for the buttons on my blouse.
‘Is that bit necessary?’ By now, my cheeks had flared up beyond belief.
"Don't take your eyes off Takeda." With his head nestled in my hair, I was able to take peeks at Takeda, who had now started walking about.
"He's gone." My voice was shaky as Takeda disappeared into an alleyway. Kaga broke away from me and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was quick thinking." He grumbled as we started walking again. Through all of it, I remembered I had initiated it. All I could do is make quiet noises in response.
‘You have to get used to this, Atsuko. This is what undercover is like.’ I told myself off for getting so excited as we slowly trailed the steps of the politician.
As we were about to turn the corner, Kaga stopped. I looked up at him in confusion as I noticed the crease in his brows. "I've got a bad feeling. We're going another way." He turned suddenly and, holding my hand, he pulled me along with him. As I stumbled over my heels that I wasn’t used to wearing, I kicked a bottle and the clashing sound vibrated in the silent street. "What're you doing, moron?" Kaga glared back at me as I regained my balance.
"Well, you just pull-."
Before I could finish complaining, someone jumped out of the shadows, brandishing a knife in one hand.
"Die, Kaga!" The man yelled out, lifting the knife above his head.
"Instructor!" I pointed the man out as I jumped in front of Kaga, punching the man just under his ribcage and grabbing his wrist. Shaking the knife out of his hand, the man fell to the floor. Kaga quickly kicked the knife away, asking the man who he was sent by.
With my heart racing from the adrenaline rush, the man tried, and was successful in making a break for it. He disappeared around the same corner as Takeda. I had loosened my grip so Kaga could interrogate him to heart's content, but didn't think about how that would turn out.
"Missed him," Kaga grumbled, watching the man flee.
‘I should call Shinonome and get him to track Takeda.’ Finding the need to fix what I messed up, I pulled my phone out of my bag.
"What're you doing?" Kaga turned back around to see me typing out the number. I was about to explain, but the instructor cut me off. "Too late. He's probably already noticed we're tailing him." Kaga sighed and my heart dropped. Disappointed in my clumsiness, I apologised.
"I don't need apologies." Kaga was scowling at me, probably calling me a useless moron.
"I lost sight of Takeda and ruined all our work." My annoyance was most likely displayed on my face. I bowed my head despite myself, but Kaga only stared at me. Noticing the time, I saw that it was long past the last train.
‘Am I really that useless?’ I sighed to myself, spacing out at how much I screwed up. How the hell was I supposed to save my sister when I couldn't even stay silent enough to follow someone?
"Your leg." He suddenly announced and my gaze jumped to him. I saw him looking at my leg, so I follow his gaze to see a slice of red on pale skin.
‘Oh... The blade must have hit me when it fell.’ Blood trickled from my shin. "It's fine, I can walk." I sighed, more annoyed than in pain.
"I can't leave you here." Seemingly ignoring me, Kaga offered me support to walk. I gave in, not wanting to reject my instructor.
"Are we going to the dorms?" I asked, a little embarrassed. It felt like I was making one mistake after another.
"My apartment's closer from here." His exasperated expression was so close to my face as I hobbled beside him.
"Your apartment?" I yelled out in shock, worried about being alone with him in his personal space.
"Don't shout in my ear." He complained and I quickly shut up.
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Kaga's apartment was much more upscale than I expected it to be. ‘How much does a Public Safety Detective make, anyway?’ I awed at all the expensive furniture and worried about bleeding over his floors. My instructor told me to sit on his leather sofa and I try to angle my leg where I wouldn't damage it. He pulled a first aid kit out of somewhere and kneeled in front of me to lift my long skirt.
"I-I can clean it myself, thanks." I panicked as he cradled my ankle in his hands, moving it around to see if I had caused any further damage.
"Quiet..." He grunted and I shut up, scared to anger him so much he kicked me out without warning.
As he fixes up my leg, a sharp pain shooting up my leg from the antiseptic, I couldn't help but think about my sister. She has to be okay. She's useful to him. I bit the tip of my thumb when another sharp pain made my leg jerk.
"Hey!" I yelped, too much in my own head to remember what was going on.
"I'm going to put this on." His hands came to a stop on my calf as he put on the gauze and bandages. As he stares at his handy work, I peered into his face. He looked interested in something. When I was about to ask, he started poking and pinching my skin.
"H-Hey! What're you doing?" I jumped from the sudden action, slightly ticklish from his finger gliding along my skin, a sensation I wasn’t not used to.
"I'm reducing swelling." He looked somewhat satisfied at the softness of my leg.
"More like inducing it." I pouted, looking away as I crossed my arms.
Suddenly, his hand moved further up, towards my thigh. "Ha-Hang on. This is sexual harassment!" I yelled, pushing his hand back.
"Hush. Stop with the shouting. I'm enjoying the feeling." His serious glare shot up at me.
"Does it look like I care? Hands off." I held his hands away from my body as he frowned.
"I'm going to take a bath. I expect you to have dinner waiting." He stood up and I almost snorted at the request.
"You expect me to cook you food?" I raised an eyebrow. He may have patched me up, but my leg still killed.
"Is there anyone else here?" He questioned, his concerned frown returning. "You can use whatever's in the fridge." He looked down at my shocked face. "Or would you rather get in the bath with me?" A teasing smirk played on his face and I jumped up.
"No thank you!" I cheered, waddling over to the kitchen on the other side of the room.
Opening up the refrigerator, I couldn't say I was surprised by what I saw.
‘Well, he's definitely a sweet tooth.’ Remembering all the instances of Kaga before now and all the sweet rice cakes he ate, I couldn't help but smile. ‘I guess you really can't judge a book by its cover.’ I laughed, thinking how a man like Kaga could enjoy sweet things so openly. There were very little ingredients that could be used for a real meal, not to mention the absence of any vegetables. I hurried to make a recipe of meat wrapped in seaweed dumplings. I praised myself for being lucky for the past experience I had in a Japanese kitchen.
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As I'm finishing up the dumplings, Kaga returned from his bath. His hair was wet. ‘Wow... He is... Just, wow.’ I couldn't help but let my mind wander as I saw the sex appeal he was exerting. He frowned, somewhat perplexed by me not saying anything.
"Hey, what're you just loafing around for?" He jabbed and I jumped out of my trance.
"You have no vegetables in your fridge," I commented to distract him from my staring, turning back to the dumpling I was about to finish.
"It's not like I'll die if I don't eat them." He frowned, but it was different from the times he has frowned at my mistakes.
‘Is he... Pouting?’ A blush flared up my cheeks as I thought about how he must have been as a kid at his childish comment.
"Dumplings?" He spoke up, peering over my shoulder at the food I had prepared. I tried to ignore the warmth of him on my back.
"It's the best I could come up with when you have next to nothing in your fridge," I explained, putting them all on a plate. "Don't worry, I used seaweed, so it's healthy!" I smiled, turning to him on the couch.
He stuffs one in his mouth without any complaints. Then, he returned for another, and another, and another until they're all gone.
"Well, you didn't entirely mess that up." He seemed to compliment me as I sat as well.
"I used to work at a cafe, so I learned a lot while I was there," I commented, smiling back to my time before I entered the police academy. After I ran away from home, I needed money. I was lucky enough to get the job there, and the people were all so nice. Although, maybe they pitied me for having such big dreams to become a detective.
"Where's your's?" Noticing I hadn't eaten, Kaga pulled my attention back to earth.
"Oh, I wasn't hungry." I shook my head, pulling my foot onto the sofa. I was starting to get a little uneasy, realising I was in a man's apartment. Alone. It was my first time. The thought of 'first-times' brought back the memory of our kiss and I blushed.
While I was spiralling into embarrassment, Kaga retrieved something from the refrigerator and had thrown something at me. "At least eat this." I jumped out of my thoughts to grab it, finding a sweet rice cake in my hand.
"Oh... You sure?" Thinking about how much he must love these to stockpile them, I looked up at him glaring at me.
"I've got plenty. If I run out, I'll buy more." He shrugged, falling back onto the sofa. I began to unwrap the sweet when I realised the rare packaging. Naruko was always complaining she couldn't find any. I could really care less about candy flavours, sugar is sugar, but I know finery when I see it.
"How did you manage to get so many?" I was in shock as I thought back to the contents of the fridge.
"I bought them at every store I saw them in." He explained and I was honestly shocked with how far he went.
‘Who are you and what have you done with my instructor?’ I yelled in my head as I stared at him digging into the one he brought over for himself. ‘First the first-aid, now he's feeding me a rare candy?’ I continue to stare in bewilderment.
"Give it here if you're not going to eat it. Or are you going to make me feed you like I did earlier?" He held out his hand but I quickly denied him. He laughed faintly at my blatant shock. When I turned my gaze back to him in surprise, it isn't a happy expression I see on his face. It's the same, cold stare he always shows me.
‘He does seem a little more laid back than usual... Maybe it's because this is his private space?’ Knowing I would calm down too if I was in my dorm room, I continued munching on the cake in my hands.
"Anyway, when you're done, go to bed." He commanded.
"Okay. If I could get a blanket, I'll be fine." I announced that I would sleep on the couch, but he quickly rejected me.
"You'll sleep in the bed." The kind, yet indifferent, statement was a little shocking.
"But this is your home," I argued, but it only made him tired.
"I said it's fine. I don't need the unnecessary modesty."
"I'm sure you're more tired than I am. The sofa will be difficult to sleep on." I responded stubbornly.
"I'm not tired. And you're probably a wreck mentally."
‘Well, you're not wrong there.’ I sighed to myself, not seeing the confrontation going anywhere positive.
"If you tell me you're not tired yet, I'm kicking you out." He scowled.
"No, no, thank you. I'm going." I jumped up from the sofa, not wanting to walk back to the dorms this late at night.
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In his bedroom, I couldn't help but look at the sofa he was going to sleep on.
"What? You're staring." He jerked his head at me and I shook mine. "Do you want me to jump into bed with you?" His suggestive comment was void when his expression didn't change.
"No, thank you," I replied bluntly, suddenly overcome with a wave of tiredness.
"Then, do you wish we could sleep together?" I could see the growing smirk on his lips as I yawned.
"I don't."
‘It might be a weird way of going around it, but he's trying to be kind.’ I think as I sit on his bed.
When the lights go out, I noticed Kaga tossing and turning for a bit before he finally relaxed. As I thought back on all the kind things he had done, and not just today, I remembered the rumour that went around.
‘He can't have killed his partner. I don't believe it.’ Because he's usually so scary, I wasn’t surprised that a rumour like that could spread so quickly.
I thought back to the scared woman I saw in the bathroom and shut my eyes, falling asleep fairly quickly. ‘I have to become a good detective like him. So I can save Juna.’
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In the middle of the night, I woke up with a sudden deep breath.
‘Just a dream.’ I told myself as I looked around at my surroundings and noticed they weren't what they were in my nightmare. I had dreamt about my childhood, soon after my mother had disappeared, and dad was mad. He was angrier than I had ever seen him. Luckily, Juna was at the community centre, taking music lessons. Dad, on the other hand, was screaming at a go-between for another gang.
"Why haven't you found her yet?" He roared, throwing an old vase at the man kneeling on the ground. He was beaten up and the water splashed out around him, making most of the people in the room jump. Including me, who had been peering around the corner of a door frame.
"We've followed everyone she knows. No one knows anything. It's like she disappeared into thin air!" The theatrical display the man was showing only made my father angrier.
"That's impossible! Find her or you will take her place in the dirt!" My father roared, making the man scurry out of our living room. Following the pathetic man, my father's gaze fell on me.
"You see, Katsumi. This is what happens to traitors!" My father stormed forward, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into the room. I tried to struggle, but he threw me in front of someone lying on the floor. I couldn't see his front, but there was blood oozing out of his neck. I threw myself back, not wanting to listen to the dying gurgles of the victim in front of me.
"Katsumi, you will look! Look at what your mother has caused!" My father yelled, grabbing my wrist tightly and forcing my head to look in his direction. When I tried to struggle again, he hit me. I cried out, tears already falling down my cheeks, and he eventually started taking his anger out of me.
As I sat there, panting in the dark room, I clutched the sheets to help me realise I was awake. I gulped, blinking several times to help me see through the darkness. When my heart wouldn't slow down, I crawled out of the bed and walked back to Kaga's living room, wanting to turn some lights on without waking him up.
Sitting on his couch, looking out at the city below me, I bit the tip of my thumb. I couldn't stop thinking about what my father could be doing to my sister since he found her. I looked down at my hands, using one hand to feel the smoothness of my fingertips.
I had tried to escape once. Just to see if it was possible. Of course, one of my uncles caught me and told my father. That night, he forced my hand into a pot of bubbling oil and it burned off my fingerprints, and any nerves in them. Then, to somehow scar me further, he told me the only way I could soothe the pain was washing them in the tub of boiling water next to me. With blistering hands, I remembered him telling me that if I did go missing, no one would ever be able to identify me. He wouldn't come forth and I would be buried nameless. I gulped, thinking back to the tears pouring down my sister's face as my father made her watch the feeling in my hands practically melting away.
‘I have to stop making stupid mistakes.’ I tell myself, falling back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. As I thought about all the ways I could have done that day to make myself a better detective, I fell asleep.
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What do I even say about this fiend whose sleep schedule is even worse than mine??? I adore you! SO much! You put so much effort into everything you do, and seeing it genuinely inspires me every day. Whenever we get to chat over on Discord it makes my day, even though I know how hard it is to keep a conversation going for long because brain. But chatting with you and seeing you around is a delight, pure and simple. Hold on. ask limits are a pain. You put SO much effort and thought in your characters - OC and canon - and there is always extra care in making sure they get their emotions across: even if it is someone like Lucifer, who is a goddamn well Door when it comes to that! My goal for 2021 to be honest is to throw as many of my characters at you as I can. Noise, you are such a treasure to this world. I am proud to call you my friend, you deserve many good things. But instead of good things I shall offer you thirty disaster characters to deal with!!! And also my stupid summon curses in gbf :^) 3/3 what you can take from this is that I am so happy to interact with you! here's to another year of More Writing!
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You come into my house, insult my non-existent sleep schedule and then call my boy a door, and then have the audacity to say such nice things to me!!!
Ahhhh, but thank you so much for all of this!!! This is so sweet I don’t even know how to thank you for it, but I appreciate it so much and I’m unworthy of such kind words!!! But I love chatting with you on Discord, even though we both get distracted easily and brains can be difficult sometimes! It’s always such a pleasure, and I very appreciate your attempts to help me! And yes, give me all of your characters! I want your 30 disaster children!!! I will love all of them because they are all so wonderful and interesting!! And you did, in fact, give me your summon curse in gbf but I still have no Lucifer to show for it.
But, I am so proud to call you a friend, Soma! You’re always so very kind, and such a joy to see on the dash and speak with on Discord! You’re always such a breath of positive air on the dash whenever I see you, and you’re the one who is a treasure to this world and the one who deserves many good things!! I really hope next year is good to you! And we will interact more in 2021!! I very much want to! With all of your lovely muses! I’ve been trying to send you an unprompted ask, and you will get it!! As soon as my brain feels like coming up with an idea!! I hope next year brings in more writing for us!
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Miyase Go STORY 1 Chapter 12-1
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-Kujo House / Study-
[MIYASE]: “......That’s amazing. There’s so many books.”
[KUJO]: “You can read any of them as you like.”
[KUJO]: “If you have a book you want, it’s fine to do so.”
It was the first time I set foot in Soma-san’s study.
I traced the spines of a line of books with my gaze and——...blinked with a sense of discomfort.
[MIYASE]: “......This.”
[KUJO]: “Hm?”
[MIYASE]: ““Kokin Wakashū”......Why is only this book so tattered?”
[KUJO]: “Aa, so you found that first.”
[MIYASE]: “Eh......”
[KUJO]: “That book, Ryoko-san’s father——Go’s grandfather had given it to me.”
[MIYASE]: “!”
[KUJO]: “As you can see, it has been read thoroughly but......if it’s all right, I’d like Go to have it.”
[MIYASE]: “I heard that my grandfather was a servant of the Kujo Family.”
[MIYASE]: “So there was such an exchange with Soma-san.”
[KUJO]: “Aa......but, I don’t remember it well.”
[KUJO]: “I heard that he died of illness when I was still young.”
[MIYASE]: “Ah......”
[KUJO]: “Go’s grandfather, if you would ask anyone what kind of person he was, they would say, “He was very kind.””
[KUJO]: “It seemed that he would put me to sleep while reading this book.”
[KUJO]: “That’s why, I put it in my study.”
[MIYASE]: “So that’s how it was.”
[MIYASE]: “......Could you please tell me more about my grandfather?”
[KUJO]: “I had a housekeeper show me some pictures......”
[KUJO]: “Go feels a little similar to him.”
Soma-san held out the old lonely “Kokin Wakashū” and presented it to me.
Without thinking, I accepted it and was surprised to find that it was much lighter than I imagined.
[KUJO]: “......The times when I was reading this book alone”
[KUJO]: “If Go were there, I am sure it wouldn’t have become this tattered.”
[MIYASE]: “Is that......perhaps”
[MIYASE]: “You mean because we could play together, you wouldn’t have time to read books?”
[KUJO]: “Aa. If you had time to spend with your siblings, wouldn’t you play with them?”
[MIYASE]: “Soma-san usually speaks like in poems, huh.”
[MIYASE]: “Sometimes it’s difficult when talking.”
[KUJO]: “I was not aware of these characteristics.”
[KUJO]: “......Until Go came.”
[MIYASE]: “......”
[KUJO]: “That the person you speak with is naturally around......I feel happy, and a kind of floating feeling.”
-Miyase’s Other House-
In the small garden that Go-chan may have built up with various feelings, the dark-red buds swayed in the wind.
[MIYASE]: “......Kujo Soichiro.”
[MIYASE]: “Everything that his ego left behind, was my target of revenge.”
As soon as I heard those words, there was the sound of the lock being driven in.
After drinking the Japanese tea, I returned a quiet nod and looked into Go-chan's eyes head on.
The change in him who accepted the truth, rather than tears, seemed as though blood shed from the corner of his eyes.
[RULONG]: (What the ego of Kujo Soichiro left behind, “everything”.)
[RULONG]: (——So that was the conclusion you had reached after all.)
[MIYASE]: “I’ve been, for many years......resenting Kujo-san with the wrong perception.”
[RULONG]: “But you can still go back to being family.”
[RULONG]: “——Ah, that’s wrong, isn’t it?”
[RULONG]: “Is “You can stay as family” the correct interpretation?”
[MIYASE]: “......”
[RULONG]: “Go-chan, I'll return this.”
What I quietly placed on the desk was the tattered “Kokin Wakashū”.
[MIYASE]: “You brought it with you?”
[RULONG]: “I said so, didn’t I? That it’s my favorite book to read.”
[RULONG]: “Do you remember the secret phrase when we would cause mischief long ago?”
[MIYASE]: “......The seeds in people’s hearts,”
[RULONG]: “grow into the countless leaves of words~”
(T/N: The beginning in the preface of Kokin Wakashū, explaining the essence of Japanese poetry.)
[MIYASE]: “——Ha.”
[MIYASE]: “When we would call each other, we would say that instead of “hello”.”
[RULONG]: “And maybe when Go-chan would come to my house without an appointment. Thinking about it now, the idea was stupid, huh.”
[RULONG]: “But back then, it was fun.”
[RULONG]: “I got a lot better at Japanese by interacting with Go-chan.”
[MIYASE]: “You were good at it from the beginning.”
[RULONG]: “Because before coming to Japan, I worked hard to learn it. “Words” are a distinct power.”
[RULONG]: “You can control another person or convey love just by moving your mouth and speaking aloud.”
[RULONG]: “It's possible that all the actions are useless and only words are left as a last resort.”
[RULONG]: “——As long as the seeds of emotion are buried in each other's hearts.”
[MIYASE]: “What is it all of a sudden? You’re being quite poetic.”
[RULONG]: “Not really? It’s just, Go-chan.”
[RULONG]: “What I just said, from now on, remember it always.”
[RULONG]: “Until the very end.”
[MIYASE]: “——“
[RULONG]: “......”
[MIYASE]: “The......end, is it?”
[MIYASE]: “......Haha. You are as sensitive as ever.”
[MIYASE]: “Even during Hanafuda games, you try to read my set ahead of time.”
[RULONG]: “Even Go-chan has read my set right now, right?”
[RULONG]: “If so, then be kind. I’ll cry, you know?”
[MIYASE]: “Being kind......is tough.”
[RULONG]: “Being kind is kind, Go-chan.”
[MIYASE]: “............”
[RULONG]: “Anyway, I’m returning this book.”
[MIYASE]: “No, Rulong should have it.”
[RULONG]: “Really? Then, I’ll “keep it”.”
I cherished the paperback book, and lifted the corner of my lips with a smile.
[RULONG]: “Now then, now then, next, shall we have some fun negotiations?”
[MIYASE]: “If this is an equal deal, I will think about it.”
[RULONG]: “Don’t worry, Go-chan.”
[RULONG]: “Licorice will fully cooperate with Go-chan as long as the traitor Kagetsu can be crushed.”
[MIYASE]: “Fully......?”
[MIYASE]: “Why go so far——“
[RULONG]: “Because I’m also Go-chan’s family.”
[MIYASE]: “-......Family,”
[RULONG]: “When we first recognized each other, when I was found out swindling at the casino and thought I was going to die, only Go-chan helped me.”
[RULONG]: “Did you forget about that moving encounter?”
[MIYASE]: “I don't like the memory of suddenly encountering a bloody man on my way home from a part-time job.”
[RULONG]: “I'm glad you remembered.”
When I first met Go-chan.
My whole body hurt, it was cold and I was tired anyway, so I thought that I would die in the winter of Japan as it was.
But I wasn't the only one in the rotten smelling back alley.
[RULONG]: “At that time, I was lonely.”
[MIYASE]: “So that’s why you said such an absurd thing?”
『——You can treat me.』
『And then, how about you play Hanafuda with me?』
[RULONG]: “Right. Because even though I came to Japan, no one would play Hanafuda with me.”
[RULONG]: “The only things I brought from across the sea were sweet ambitions and Hanafuda.”
[MIYASE]: “......You said it was a keepsake of your mother’s, that Hanafuda.”
[RULONG]: “Yup. Without that, I wouldn’t have become “family” with Go-chan.”
[RULONG]: “It’s all connected, right.”
[MIYASE]: “At that time, I won the “Koi-Koi” match.”
[RULONG]: “That heated battle made us family.”
[MIYASE]: “Please stop dramatizing it.”
[RULONG]: “It was also a ritual. Stingy~ guy.”
[MIYASE]: “......That’s true.”
[RULONG]: “But since long ago, Go-chan wouldn't be happy even if you won.”
[RULONG]: “That's why I decided not to lose anymore.”
[MIYASE]: “The win rate is higher for me, though.”
[RULONG]: “Only for Hanafuda.”
[MIYASE]: “——Let’s get back to the conversation.”
[MIYASE]: “Rulong’s affection and bonds towards family, I think I understand it.”
[MIYASE]: “But, for the words “fully cooperate” to come out just because of that, honestly, it lacks credit.”
[RULONG]: “Right. I‘ll properly talk about the situation on my side.”
The despondent color in Go-chan's eyes became darker.
[RULONG]: (Ah~ah, he won’t like this.)
I wanted my loved ones to always be happy.
If that couldn’t happen, then I would suffer together with them.
[RULONG]: “…...The drug used by Go-chan's mother during her confinement and suicide.”
[RULONG]: “That was pharmaceutically developed by Licorice and sold to Japanese yakuza.”
[MIYASE]: “——!”
[MIYASE]: “Yakuza......meaning Kagetsu?”
[RULONG]: “That’s right. Licorice and Kagetsu were business partners even before Go-chan and I got to know each other.”
[RULONG]: “Kagetsu, and the Kujo Family predecessor.”
[RULONG]: “Go-chan's mother might not have died if Licorice didn't make that drug and sold it to Kagetsu.”
[RULONG]: “In other words, indirectly, my family killed Go-chan's family.”
[RULONG]: “There was also that guilt, for the reason for cooperating.”
[MIYASE]: “............”
[RULONG]: “Do you find me unforgivable?”
[MIYASE]: “———No.”
[RULONG]: “......Really?”
[MIYASE]: “It just became clearer that Kujo Soichiro was the only one to hold a grudge against.”
[RULONG]: “Go-chan......thanks.”
[RULONG]: “Then, from now on, you’re getting along with Licorice rather than with Kagetsu.”
[MIYASE]: “......Yes.”
[RULONG]: “I’m glad.”
——Really.
If he refused the cooperation, I was instructed to “kill”.
[RULONG]: (Because I can't do that, I had to take away all of Go-chan's “seeds of the heart” in a terrible way.)
[RULONG]: (Well, I didn’t know if it would be as simply as that.)
[MIYASE]: “But I can't make the deal at this point.”
[RULONG]: “You mean there are conditions, right? Go ahe~ad.”
[MIYASE]: “First, please withdraw the flower drugs from Japan.”
[MIYASE]: “If I can determine that the current Licorice has that power, I will seal the agreement.”
[RULONG]: “I thought Go-chan would say that, so I've already collected all the Licorice products.”
[RULONG]: “Except for those that are in the hands of individuals of untraceable levels.”
[RULONG]: “What‘s new to the market right now is the inferior goods that Kagetsu made in collaboration with South Korea. It’s the “Rowan” one.”
[MIYASE]: “Is it possible to prevent new kinds from appearing on the market as much as possible?”
[RULONG]: “Even when you were going to crush the Kujo Family, was it your plan to eliminate the drugs?”
[MIYASE]: “I was going to make an effort to do so.”
[RULONG]: “Strategy ple~ase.”
[MIYASE]: “I have a connection with a Kansai gang that is potentially in conflict with Kagetsu.”
[MIYASE]: “It is an organization whose leader is an old-fashioned person who is very against illegal drugs.”
[RULONG]: “Oh, the customer from when you were a dealer.”
[RULONG]: “Go-chan, you’re reaally good at making connections, huh.”
[MIYASE]: “......Yes. I talked to him and asked him to collect the drugs together with his concession, and was only going to dispose of the drugs.”
[RULONG]: “If you make the yakuza confront each other, won’t Kagetsu also collapse?”
[MIYASE]: “I already thought of that situation happening.”
[RULONG]: “You’re bad~”
[MIYASE]: “But with the method I just mentioned, it will take at least a month.”
[RULONG]: “If it’s Licorice, it’ll already go a little faster.”
[RULONG]: “We‘re already in the negotiation stage with the Korean side.”
[MIYASE]: “Then, please.”
[MIYASE]: “Remove the flower drugs from the market.”
[MIYASE]: “I don't want to involve unrelated people in this revenge.”
[RULONG]: (In the end, you can't be evil, huh.)
[RULONG]: (I know you, Miyase Go.)
[RULONG]: “Okay. Then, for the time being, let's make a detailed plan.”
[RULONG]: “Ah, before that, I’ll pour you tea for the first time in a while.”
[RULONG]: “As a proof of family trust and the agreement.”
[MIYASE]: “......I will help.”
[RULONG]: “That’s fine, but Go-chan, did you fix your carelessness?”
[RULONG]: “Don’t turn the tea set over.”
[MIYASE]: “I’ll be careful enough.”
[MIYASE]: “Because from now on, I can’t afford to fail.”
-Investigation Planning Division-
[YUI]: “It’s a barbecue murder case!!”
[REI]: “No......I was just invited for dinner to celebrate the resolution of the case, though?”
[NATSUME]: “You make it seem like it’s a sure thing.”
[YUI]: “Anyway, you’re about to go to the Kujo Family, right?”
Two weeks have passed since the Kujo Soma abduction incident by Kagetsugumi.
Today, after work, I was invited to a BBQ party held at the Kujo House garden.
[NATSUME]: “Isn’t it fine if Kotaro-san just goes too?”
[NATSUME]: “Shun-san was pushed on a business trip to South Korea with Seki-san.”
[YUI]: “No information can be obtained even if they go to the site anyway. It's just a business trip to keep appearances for the MHLW.”
[YUI]: “Both Seki-san and Imaoji-kun know that and can deal with it without fuss.”
[YUI]: “It’s the right people for the job.”
[REI]: “Neither the big Korean fixer nor the Chinese mafia as expected will let us get a lead on them.”
[AOYAMA]: “We couldn't get any strong clues from Miyase Go’s testimony.”
[REI]: (Miyase-san......)
That day two weeks ago, what was waiting for us out of the warehouse was our respective realities.
Immediately after heading to the hospital, finishing the medical treatment and examinations.
Miyase-san obediently followed to be questioned “as a cooperator”.
——And then, he calmly spoke “the truth of Miyase Go”.
-Interrogation Room-
[MIYASE]: “From the beginning to this moment, I have been a cooperator for the DCD.”
[MIYASE]: “The best proof of that is that I contacted Aoyama-san and Yui-san about the location of the warehouse.”
[SEKI]: “What about keeping silent to us about the relationship between Kagetsugumi and the Chinese Mafia “Licorice”?”
[SEKI]: “If possible, I would like you to share what your relationship is with the young man named Rulong.”
[MIYASE]: “Rulong......Being connected to Licorice and being connected to Kagetsugumi.”
[MIYASE]: “All of it was to prove the innocence of the Kujo Family.”
[MIYASE]: “The advantage of connecting with the Licorice side was that I was able to request the “withdrawal of the flower drugs from Japan.””
[MIYASE]: “The advantage of connecting with the Kagetsu side was that “I would be able to grasp their movements faster than anyone else.””
[MIYASE]: “Thanks to crossing that dangerous bridge, I was able to crush the abuse party of “Deterioration F”.”
[SEKI]: “When we missed it at that time, so it was you......”
[MIYASE]: “There is nothing shady about me.”
[MIYASE]: “All of my actions were sworn for justice.”
[IMAOJI]: “Why did you kidnap Rei-san?”
[MIYASE]: “Rei-san was “kidnapped” because Kagetsu acted arbitrarily and I was suspected.”
[MIYASE]: “To give Rei-san “protection”, that was the action I took in order to protect her from Kagetsu.”
[MIYASE]: “By being by my side, I intended to prevent direct damage from Uemura.”
[SEKI]: “According to Izumi's testimony, it seems that there was a conversation that it was planned she would be given as a “product” to the Korean side.”
[IMAOJI]: “Even if it was to suppress the connected Kagetsu’s actions on the spot, would you be able to go against the Korean fixer?”
[MIYASE]: “Aa, I’m sorry. It’s because of my lack of explanation.”
[MIYASE]: “The said Korean fixer was contacted by Licorice and had consented to be in a “neutral” position.”
[MIYASE]: “Therefore, the story of handing Rei-san to the Korean side was scrapped without Kagetsu's knowledge.”
[SEKI]: “——!”
[IMAOJI]: “You prepared that far ahead......”
[MIYASE]: “Licorice did.”
[MIYASE]: “I was in a position where I couldn't grasp the details of the negotiations.”
[SEKI]: “Still, wouldn’t it have been better to share the information you got everywhere with us?”
[MIYASE]: “Isn’t it said that to deceive your enemies, you have to start with your allies?”
[MIYASE]: “And anyway, the DCD has other cooperators besides me.”
[MIYASE]: “Such as, Seki-san’s “S” that came into contact with Kagetsu’s protege, the bartender.”
[SEKI]: “......”
[MIYASE]: “That S’s action made Kagetsu suspect me.”
[MIYASE]: “Of course, no one knew about the connection between the bartender and Kagetsu, so it was inevitable.”
[MIYASE]: “However, I think it was unavoidable to take action to keep information sharing at a minimum.”
[MIYASE]: “I definitely wanted to prove the innocence of the Kujo Family, and also return Rei-san unharmed.”
[SEKI & IMAOJI]: “............”
——In the end, Miyase-san was recognized to be a “cooperator” and was allowed to go home.
It was the next day that things changed significantly outside the jurisdiction of the DCD.
-Investigation Planning Division-
[AOYAMA]: “——Ha? They searched Kagetsu’s premises?”
[YUI]: “Is it reliable information?”
[NATSUME]: “Yes. All Kagetsu-affiliated offices were contacted by introducing the riot police on a large scale and conducted a search.”
[REI]: “Large scale......”
[SEKI]: “Apparently, there was a leak to the police side regarding the flower drugs.”
The faces of Miyase-san and Rulong-san crossed my mind.
[IMAOJI]: “Most likely with this, it’s completely over for Kagetsu.”
[NATSUME]: “Ah, or rather, it's already on the net news.”
We looked at Natsume-kun's computer screen.
The headline that jumped to the top news topics of major search sites was——
[REI]: “”Flower drug” is resolutely written.”
[AOYAMA]: “The information leaked to the media way too fast......”
The danger of flower drugs was also reported nationwide due to the police rushing into Kagetsugumi all at once.
As a result, the awareness of the general public had increased the sense of crisis about flower drugs——
At the same time, a "vigilantism video of flower drug users" by someone was quickly spread on SNS and other places, and the crackdown became an unusual reinforcement system.
[NATSUME]: “And so, the flower drugs disappeared from the market. And they all live happily ever after.”
[NATSUME]: “-Er, didn’t the story unfold a little too well?”
[YUI]: “I think it was Miyase Go and the Chinese Mafia who leaked it to the police.”
[AOYAMA]: “Well, that is an accurate guess.”
[AOYAMA]: “Paired with searching the premises, it was also found that the connection between the Kujo Family and Kagetsugumi was completely cut in the last few years.”
Traces of a “Kujo Group Purification” that was carried out after Kujo Soma officially became the representative certainly existed.
[NATSUME]: “Rei-chan, haven't you heard anything from Miyase Go?”
[REI]: “No, nothing......”
[REI]: “I‘ll be meeting the Kujo Family members for the first time in a while today.”
[REI]: “I made a few phone calls, but the conversations just ended up being checking up on each other’s health.”
[YUI]: “Just how much of a shady man is he.”
[YUI]: “The whereabouts of the Licorice member and Uemura who were at the Kujo Soma abduction site haven’t been clarified yet, right?”
[REI]: (Rulong-san......)
He and Uemura had disappeared from the scene.
[YUI]: “Miyase Go definitely knows where he is.”
[YUI]: “You should bring him in again and have him spit it out.”
[AOYAMA]: “Easier said than done.”
[AOYAMA]: “Miyase Go said about the mafia, “I don't know anything more after proving the innocence of the Kujo Family.””
[AOYAMA]: “He has no intention of being involved with them in the future.”
[NATSUME]: “Even if he says they’re old friends, it doesn’t seem like he’s a criminal companion just because they joined hands with the same interests this time.”
That was how the testimony of the two I saw as DCD was received.
[AOYAMA]: “In fact, as a result of investigating Miyase Go’s behavior, there was no case in which the DCD (we) were legitimately pulled along.”
[REI]: “Even the police haven't been assigned.”
[NATSUME]: “Except for the spying, is he really innocent?”
[REI]: (I believe so.)
Miyase-san at that time when he faced Uemura——.
Because he declared that both Kujo-san and us were “family”.
[YUI]: “Or maybe the Licorice side purposely kept Miyase Go away from their circumstances.”
[NATSUME]: “For what reason?”
[YUI]: “Who knows?”
[YUI]: “If anything, wouldn’t it be because he’s an “old friend”?”
[YUI]: “Almost all of the Kagetsugumi executives went missing before they could be taken in.”
[AOYAMA]: “So Miyase Go returns to the general public, and Kagetsugumi goes to hell?”
I felt chills in the pit of my stomach.
It was most likely that the Kagetsugumi executives were in the hands of Licorice.
[REI]: (Rulong-san never broke the stance of being “Miyase-san’s family” in front of me.)
But he was also “Licorice’s family”,
Which meant that he was a member of the Chinese Mafia,
So he probably had no mercy for crushing the traitors, Kagetsugumi.
[REI]: “......In the end, Kagetsugumi, which was a threat to both the Kujo Family and Licorice,”
[REI]: “was erased along with the flower drugs.”
[AOYAMA]: “That's exactly what Miyase Go and the Chinese Mafia expected.”
[NATSUME]: “Moreover, as a result, even for the good general public, everything is landing in a good direction~”
[NATSUME]: “The servant of the Kujo Family wasn’t just an ordinary person after all.”
[YUI]: “That’s why, don't go to that barbecue, Izumi.”
[YUI]: “If you want to eat meat, I'll cook it now.”
[YUI]: “I’m also pretty good at alcohol lamp grilling.”
[REI]: “That, has Yui-san ever eaten from it......?”
[YUI]: “There’s no way I would’ve.”
[REI]: (Saying it so proudly......)
[NATSUME]: “Well, isn't it fine? There are also familiar Kujo Family members that’ll be there.”
[NATSUME]: “In the end, it turned out that Kujo Soma was an ally of justice struggling to break the bad ties of his predecessor.”
[AOYAMA]: “If anything happens, contact us immediately.”
[AOYAMA]: “I'm not saying I can't trust the man named Miyase Go, but......”
[AOYAMA]: “Somehow, there’s still something bothering me.”
[REI]: “Eh......”
[NATSUME]: “Ah, like how Rei-chan and Miyase Go are already actually dating?”
[REI]: “Ha, eh!? Th-That’s not true at all!”
[AOYAMA]: “......Oi, you’re panicking too much.”
[YUI]: “It can’t be that when you were kidnapped, you were mind controlled!?”
[NATSUME]: “No, this feeling is just my intuition......Was there even a confession?”
[REI]: “!!”
[NATSUME]: “It's a hit.”
[REI]: “Y-You’re wrong! Well, there was a confession but-“
[YUI & AOYAMA]: “So there was......”
[REI]: “It’s not! Probably, that was......, ——that was,”
I didn't know how to interpret Miyase-san's words.
The confession at the spring festival. The white clover necklace.
“After everything is over, I hope you accept my feelings,” the words he said at that time——...
[REI]: (Was it Miyase-san’s “truth”?)
[REI]: (......But, then why, when we were together at Rulong-san’s apartment,)
[REI]: (Why did Miyase-san hit me with such cold words and deeds?)
[REI]: “Miyase-san......wants to be hated by me.”
[MIYASE]: “............”
[REI]: “But, you don’t want to be hated.”
[REI]: “You’re seeking my rejection......But, you also don’t want to be rejected.”
[REI]: “Both emotions are true.”
[REI]: “That they were seriously your true feelings and lies, I felt that way.”
[MIYASE]: “For a meaningless kiss, it only sounds like you’re asking for my favor.”
[REI]: (Why......What were you thinking, with that kind of attitude?)
[REI]: (Eventually, I......No, what am I going to do with the relationship......)
[NATSUME]: “Heeey, Rei-chan?”
[REI]: “............”
[NATSUME]: “Ah, it’s no good, she’s completely in her own world.”
[YUI]: “Alright, so it’s decided that Miyase Go will be castrated.”
[REI]: “Eh!?”
[NATSUME]: “You say that but, I don’t think he’ll make it easy for you?”
[NATSUME]: “I mean, he was a double agent between the yakuza and the mafia.”
[YUI]: “Don’t worry. There are various methods I can think of.”
[AOYAMA]: “If you have time for things like that, go on a business trip.”
[REI]: “Ahaha, it’s okay.”
[REI]: “I am just going and giving my greetings to everyone at the Kujo Family for the end of the undercover investigation.”
After a severe conversation, I found myself laughing surprisingly calmly.
[REI]: (Probably, because everyone in front me......)
My DCD comrades.
For me, they were “family” other than relatives.
Regarding Miyase-san, there were still some parts of him that were not yet visible, but......
Now, first and foremost, the story of “family” for him.
As Izumi Rei and Miyase Go, I wanted to hear it directly face to face.
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HLITF: This is not the story of your first night: Soma - otona love - chapter 6 summary/translation
i can’t believe we are at chapter 6 (i.e. the last chapter) of this story already... i don’t want it to be over! man, i thought that the last chapter was super hot but this one blows it out of the water. you can find the previous chapter here, or check my new translations page to read from the beginning.
to recap, in the previous chapter you and soma had started having hot but gentle sex, and you realise that it’s nice but there’s something missing. he’s holding back and you want him to let go and drown in those powerful waves that only he can create, and you want to see his satisfied gaze on you as you drown. so even though you’re feeling really good, you decide to take the plunge and tell him “you’re not the usual mean soma...”
soma: “...you’re good at turning me on”
note that he stopped using keigo/polite language here?! i’m sure you all know this bc i won’t stop going on about it but i LOVE when his tone changes.
soma’s eyes, looking down at you, shine brightly.
soma: “...is it okay? to do it as usual”
“...yes”
with a mean smile that slightly lifted only one cheek [i.e. a smirk lol], he jerks his head in a nod. you second guess yourself, wondering if it’s really gonna be okay...[that he’s going to be his usual self]? and then he says
soma: “it’s too late to regret it”
“he’s read my mind again...” you think.
soma: “because you’re the one who wished for this”
ALSKDJF;LASJFDLFKDJL!!!!!! the return of mean soma has my heart RACING!!!! this is what i’ve been waiting so long to see omg.
anyway, our mc clearly thinks the same thing. your heartbeat suddenly rises due to the mean words and smile that are emitted one after the other.
soma: “such a happy face”
“he grins, and starts moving slowly inside me again.”
you gasp softly, and this incredibly outrageous man says:
soma: “what’s wrong? you don’t have to hold back/be patient”
“[about having] patience...” you say, and he says:
soma: “there’s no reason not to, since it’s what you wished for”
saying it again just in case, he gradually thrusts into your depths.
this man is having so much fun with this haha i missed this so much!! also i just have to say i’m swooning that he still calls you kijo in bed.
soma: “to this extent?”*
*he’s basically asking you to tell him how deep inside you want him lmao.
“nn,” you whine and he says:
soma: “you usually/always tighten more strongly”
you’re assailed by a vibration on top of a noticeably stronger pleasant sensation, and [his?] body is suddenly filled with energy. “that’s right... that feeling... can you handle it?” he asks. you moan, and he says
soma: “don’t hold your voice [moans] back”
his lips, which were by your ears, move to the tip of your chest. you think he’s going to eat you softly, but he nibbles you lightly with his incisors and then licks it with the tip of his tongue.
soma: “it became pert in no time, how cute”
“ahh, ahh ... so... ma... san...”
i normally cut out all the moans in my recaps cause there are a lot of “nn”s and “aah”s but she said his name like this so i had to put in a screenshot.
soma: “cry out more with that sweet voice”
you: “aaahh...”
soma: “more”
you: “nn!”
i’m getting some phantom of the opera/christine vibes here.
while he penetrates you to the core of your body, he plays with your tip of your chest and then he reaches your most sensitive secret part.
soma: “do you want to be touched here while being rocked**?”
**he’s basically asking you if you want him to touch you ~there~ while he’s fucking you
soma: “you have to tell me if you want me to touch you”
you think that even if you don’t say it, he [already] knows [that you want it]. feeling the presence of his fingertips that are almost but not quite touching your ~ripe~ nipples***, you want, you crave, that stimulation so badly that you can’t bear it.
***塾れた小粒 : i think that’s what this is supposed to mean lol, i had to go on an AV site to verify, hope you appreciate my efforts
soma: “what will it be...?”
“[your] touch, i want it...”
he calls your name with that smile of his and you say:
“...touch me... please...”
the moment you open your mouth slightly,
“aaah, ah, aaahhhh...!” (this is the stuff i usually cut out but i just have to show you how much she’s enjoying this)
the long-awaited stimulation runs through you like an electric current, and your trembling body becomes [tightly strung] like a bow. with his fingertips, he gently strokes your nipples that are becoming too sensitive. you’re devoured by the heat of soma, who has boundless stamina, inside you.
soma: “is it that good?”
“it’s good, it’s so good ... it’s amazing, it feels so good...”
“but i can’t... i feel like i’m going crazy...!”
soma: “you’re really an honest person, both your heart and your body”
he tells you you’re drooling so indecently (lmao!!!). soma shows you his moist fingers that continue to stimulate you carefully. you feel strangely relieved at seeing his satisfied smile.
“even though i think he’s so mean... even though i’m so embarrased... i’m kind of happy”
you feel more certain/secure, in both your heart and your body.
soma: “i can’t bear it/i can’t help it”
you’re surprised by his suddenly gently narrowed eyes.
soma: “from now on, my words, the feelings in my body...” (not really sure what he’s saying here)
you moan some more.
soma: “that face... show me more...”
soma: “that ... cute face ... [that you have] when you feel me with your whole body...”
(his words are kind of broken up/choppier here because of you know why ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )
“soma-san is also feeling...”
[the fact that he’s also feeling really good] is transmitted to you by the fact that his voice is laboured with his breathing.
you moan his name, he moans yours.
i just had to include this bc you know my policy about blushing soma. also sorry my name here is still "you” lol, he says your name if you input it.
“ahh, aaahh, so...ma... san....!”
“the two of us finish at the same time, calling each other’s names.”
there’s a quick fade, and then soma says:
soma: “did your wish come true?”
when both of your panting finally slows down, soma lends you his arm as a pillow and smiles.
“i’m super satisfied... is what i’d like to say, but it’s embarrassing after all”
you start to say something, but then soma says:
soma: “i can tell even if you don’t say anything just by looking at those cheeks”
red as they may be, soma gently pokes your cheeks with his fingers ... they’re definitely a little warm, but it’s more that he can see through anything (as in, that he can read you so well).
soma: “i’m also extremely satisfied... both my body and my heart”
“then i’m glad,” you say.
soma: “above all, satisfying you is what makes me happiest”
“it seems like... it’s thanks to/because of your words”
soma: “the kotobazeme**** ban is lifted, isn’t it”
****kotobazeme = verbal attack/abuse/humiliation. i guess you could call it dirty talk in the context of bedroom activities but it’s more actively malicious like you actively want to embarrass your partner. hope you know what this means by now since that’s what this entire story has been about lol and if not, please give it a google
“if you say it so happily...”
“but you weren’t so mean at the beginning [when we first started sleeping together], right?”
“...is that so?” soma says.
soma: “then maybe you did this to me”
“is it my fault!?” you ask.
soma watches you with enjoyment as you were unexpectedly falsely accused*****.
***** 濡れ衣を着せる is like an idiom which literally means wearing wet clothes but idiomatically means being framed or falsely accused.
a few days later... after finishing the investigation and returning to headquarters, you see soma and kurosawa talking quietly. kurosawa is saying he saw the whole story with his own eyes. you wonder what they’re talking about.
kurosawa: “just bind their hands and put on a blindfold and they’ll become obedient”
you wonder if they’re talking about criminal restraint techniques?
kurosawa says that then all you need to do is hurl words at them.
“words, huh?” comments soma (sounds like his interest is piqued because words are his weapon of choice lmao i’m screaming)
kurosawa says that’s right, as obscene as possible, to stir them up, using a voice that makes them sweat slowly...
“i see,” says soma.
kurosawa says they can use just words without even lifting a finger, isn’t that sugoi!? soma replies that if it comes to matters that happen between bar counters, it’s certainly amazing.
“they’re talking about kotobazeme at SM bars!?”
then kurosawa notices you and exclaims “you’re back!” soma, turning around, says okaerinasai and approaches you with a smiling face.
soma: “i was listening to a useful story... for future reference”
(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
the last part is whispered in your ear and your heart leaps. “even if you don’t learn it, it’s still enough!!!” you think (basically meaning that the current level of your sexual activities is plenty good enough without adding in extra techniques learnt at SM bars). the pressure in his smiling face is too much.
soma: “shall we tie you up next time? or have you blindfolded -”
SLKFJSLKJSDLKD SORRY I KEEP DOING THIS BUT i just want to say that an anon once asked me back in august 2019 which instructor i thought would be into shibari and i said soma and i’m glad to be proven right yet again lmao.
“IT’S OKAY!!”
soma chuckles and says “i understand”.
even though you refused with all your might, you still got excited after all.
“with his enigmatic and mean words, and that ridiculously sexy smile-”
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and it just ends like that?! WHAT?!!! how can they end it like this! could there be more chapters to come? even goto and kaga only have 6 chapters for this story so maybe that really is the end of it?
anyway, i can’t believe how incredibly hot this chapter was, to finally see soma unleashed in bed in canon (and not just my own fanfic lol, seeing as i’m the only person who ever writes soma fanfic). i just adore how mean he is and how much he loves teasing you and i feel very satisfied feeling like i got his character in bed spot on when i wrote that delayed gratification fic haha. dirty talk/kotobazeme soma is my absolute favourite. but i also find it incredibly sweet that he tried to turn it down and be super sweet and gentle just for his mc, and the fact that both of them feel the happiest when the other is fully satisfied. i’d love to read a his pov version of this story as well...
thanks for joining me on this ride! i hope you enjoyed this (final?) chapter and the whole story as much as i did.
i’ve also set up a ko-fi page here and would be incredibly grateful if you would like to support me for translations and being able to purchase more routes to recap in english!
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Like the Sun and the Moon
Chapter 3: An Unexpected Meeting
Chapter Index
My dearest Makoto,
Although I still can’t comprehend why you’re so insistent on being a demon slayer, I’m relieved that you survived Final Selection. Having said that, if the next time I see you and you are missing a limb just like Old Man Shiro, I will personally wring BOTH of you by the ears.
Life over here has not changed much from last we wrote. The village is as peaceful as ever, but it’s a little lonely without you here.
The elders often ask about you. They miss you and wish you good health. Grandma Ayame especially so. She often brags to me about how talented you were with the shakuhachi and wants to know if you’ve been practicing. She says that when you come back, that she’s expecting a performance.
Honestly, I’m a little jealous of how much the old folks love you, but that’s to be expected I suppose.
Grandpa Kenji still wants you to marry Soma as well. He often gets into fights with Grandpa Takehiko whenever it comes to that. Saying Soma would be a better husband for you than Yori. Haha, aren’t you lucky having so many suitors?
All jokes aside, they worry about you, so make sure to keep in touch. Don’t forget that this is your home too. I’m sure everyone would be excited to see you again, even if you’re just dropping by, so come visit soon.
Yours truly, Yuuki Nakano
Smiling down at the letter, a warm feeling swelled in Makoto’s chest. Her eyes softened as she read the words over and over again. Giggling at the doodles Yuuki had made at the bottom of the paper, she couldn’t help but feel nostalgic.
The memories of Grandmother Ayame teaching her the shakuhachi and playing with her father were heartwarming. Or when the men of the village would sing and dance all night long during the summer festival, only to be scolded by their wives the next morning.
Mokoto recalled how Soma would cry whenever he saw a spider, or when she spent the day playing with origami paper with Yori and his mother.
She remembered the giant sakura tree at the edge of town…
Picking up the ink brush, Makoto’s strokes were delicate as she made her replay. Assuring that she was fine and that she too wished for everyone’s well being. Subtly skipping over the suitors, Makoto promised to stay in touch before signing off.
Letting the ink dry before rolling it up, Makoto slipped it into the metal tube that sat atop of Shiro’s crow. Opening the window, she wished him well before he flew off.
Turning around, she greeted Shiro with a smile as he opened her bedroom door.
“Did Yuuki respond?” he asked, not really caring for the answer as he spotted the open letter.
“Yes, I just sent Sora to deliver my response. I do hope you don’t mind,” she affirmed laughing slightly at his eye roll of the nickname for his bird. He really saw no need for it, but she had insisted.
Turning around, he called over his shoulder, “Come, your sword has arrived.”
Sliding open the living room door, Makoto entered the lightly decorated room. A man with a hyottoko mask sat by the table in the middle of the room, sipping his tea. Sitting down across from him, Makoto greeted him, bowing politely.
“Ah, you must be Makoto,” he smiled, placing his cup down.
Adjusting the mask back on his face, he turned to open the wooden box next to him.
“I am Yuudai Yoshioka, the swordsmith who crafted your blade. You know Makoto, your sword was quite a challenge to make. Never before have I made a sword quite like this one, it was quite a fun challenge indeed,” Yuudai beamed, handing the blade over.
Examining it, it felt no heavier than a normal katana. The pale blue and white sheath reminded Makoto of the sky and the cloud-shaped handguard only strengthened this thought.
“Well? Aren’t you going to open it? I’m sure you know what these katanas can do,” Yuudai asked, eagerly waiting.
Softly laughing, Makoto unsheathed the blade, holding it up as the three waited with bated breath.
Makoto stared at it in awe of the craftsmanship. There was clearly a lot of effort put into the 12 toothed sword, each tooth separated by a small indent. She only found it more beautiful as a lovely shade of purple crept up from the base of the sword. Tinting the once black and silver blade lavender.
“Lavender, huh?” Shiro mumbled, a little disappointed it wasn’t green like his own.
“Thank you so much, Yoshioka, this is exactly what I wanted,” Makoto beamed, the corner of her eyes crinkling.
“A beautiful sword for a beautiful person. I hope it leads you well in combat, and if anything happens, I’ll be happy to make another blade for you,” he chuckled, proud of the joy he brought.
Flying through the opened doors leading to the garden, Makoto’s crow suddenly swooped in.
“Makoto Sasaki, southwest! South-Southwest! You must head southwest!” he kawed, flapping his wings in the doorway.
“Asuka!” Makoto said, startled.
“So you’ve already named this one too huh?” Shiro sighed, hiding his amused smile.
“Yes, but that’s beside the point right now,” Makoto retorted before turning back to Asuka.
“What’s southwest?” she inquired.
Settling down on her outstretched arm, he kawed, “This is your first mission! Beware, the village down southwest sits next to a lake! People have been going missing! Daughters! Brothers! All gone!”
Makoto frowned, about to speak when Asuka suddenly continued.
“Children… Children… Children under ten… are coming up dead in the lake!” he kawed, causing Makoto’s stomach to drop.
“All… under ten…?”
Gathering her equipment in her room, Makoto prepared for the journey ahead.
Slipping her sword into the white belt around her waist, Makoto adjusted the sleeveless uniform jacket on her shoulders. Leaving it mostly unbuttoned, it exposed her bound chest. Needing to let her skin breathe, she kept the bottoms of her hakama pants untied as well, unlike most Corps members.
After slipping into her crane patterned haori, Makoto picked up an old, wooden hairpin. The pale pink paint had already started to chip off the crudely carved sakura blossom, and the jewel that once sat in the middle had fallen out.
Staring at it longingly, Makoto’s fingers were light as she traced its petals.
“Makoto,” Shiro announced, entering her room.
“Yes,” she sighed.
Taking in a deep breath, she placed the hairpin onto the side of her head before turning to look back at Shiro.
“I’m ready.”
After waving goodbye and promising to write, Makoto followed Asuka’s lead. Walking down the path, she spotted a familiar figure up ahead. He was leaning against a tree, and she could already feel the frown on his face.
“Good morning Shin-san. Lovely weather we’re having don’t you think?” Makoto smiled, mentally preparing herself as he scowled at her nickname.
“Don’t fuck with me. Didn’t I tell you, you weren’t fit to be a demon slayer!?” Sanemi snapped, cutting straight to the chase.
Rolling her eyes, Makoto rubbed the top of Asuka’s head as she hummed. Clearly not really thinking about his question.
“I heard about what you did during Final Selection. Don’t think other demons are just going to let you kill them so easily, especially with blood like ours,” he growled, stepping away from the tree.
“I don’t expect them too,” she sighed, finally looking up at him.
“You’re too soft Sasaki. You’ll never make it. Just go back to taking care of the old man,” he demanded, watching how her eyes darted away.
Humming softly to acknowledge she heard him, she changed the subject.
“Hey Shin-san, do you have a younger brother?” she asked, noticing how his face seemed to twitch at her question.
“Don’t change the subject,” he warned, but Makoto ignored him.
“But do you? There was a boy who reminded me a lot of you while we were choosing our ore,” she laughed, paying no mind to the way he glared at her.
“Your eyes are even shittier than I thought. Just ‘cause someone reminds you of me, don’t fucking mean we’re related,” he snarled, reluctantly answering her.
“Hmm, that’s true,” she hummed, folding her hands behind her back.
But before Sanemi could continue their conversation, she spoke up first.
“Oh! By the way, I was curious. How do I look?” she eagerly asked, twirling a little.
“Is that really something you should be concerned about?” Sanemi snapped, trying to ignore the smell of lavender she just wafted in his direction.
He could already feel his muscles relax just the slightest bit because of it, which only pissed him off more.
“I was wondering if you could tell my inspiration is all,” Makoto chuckled, not so subtly pointing to her open top.
Sanemi didn’t say anything, he didn’t have to. Makoto could tell just by glancing at his face that he didn’t find her flattery very amusing.
“Stop messing around and just go back already,” Sanemi growled, trying to stay civil with her.
“I’m sorry Shinuzugawa, but you know I can’t do that,” Makoto sighed, voice flat.
“I’m able to do Breathing Techniques, I attract demons, I was able to change the color of my Nichirin Sword. If I have the ability to make a difference, to change something for the better, shouldn’t I do it?” she inquired, turning to meet his eyes.
“Isn’t that why you became a demon slayer as well?”
Makoto’s little speech was getting on Sanemi’s nerves, but her last words had left him speechless. His voice trapped in his throat as a slew of emotions bubbled up inside him.
“Anyway,” she coughed, not letting him respond.
“It was sweet of you to see me off. I’ll be going now,” she smiled, slipping past him.
“Stay in touch, won’t you?” she laughed, waving goodbye.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Sanemi cursed as he watched Makoto’s back. He could stop her right now, force her to turn back, but what she had said struck a nerve with him. Heavily sighing, his frustration with her only grew.
“Sasaki!” he called, causing her to turn to him.
“If you’re leaving, don’t expect me to give you any more favors!” he shouted, fist clenched.
Studying his form from afar, Sanemi’s frown only deepened at the small smile she gave him. Her eyes were soft, swimming with knowing melancholy.
“I know…” she said, before turning around and leaving.
Walking down the country road, Asuka sat on Makoto’s shoulder as they traveled. The sun was above them, warming up the sleepy earth beneath her bare feet.
Taking a deep breath, Makoto did her best to calm her nerves, the grip she had on the hilt of her katana doing nothing to help.
This was it, she was finally a demon slayer! Her first mission was just up ahead and people needed her help! And yet, Makoto was unable to steady herself, Sanemi’s words echoing in her mind.
Stopping in her tracks, Makoto’s breathing grew unsteady as she stared at the ground. She hadn’t even made it to town yet and she was trembling with fear. Could she do this? Was she doing the right thing? Maybe Senami was right. Would she be able to kill a demon?
Tilting his head at her, Asuka cooed softly, worried.
The slight feeling of the ground rumbling underneath her snapped Makoto out of her thoughts. Spinning around she only found the dirt road and the horizon behind her. She stood there for a second, before moving to the side of the road.
The rumbling earth only grew more violent as the sound of a scream grew clearer. As it drew closer, Makoto recognized that raspy voice as the person came into view.
“GET BACK HERE YA STUPID BIRD!” he cried, swinging his chipped swords violently.
The Kasugai Crow that he was chasing flew headfirst into Makoto, huddling close to her chest as she held it in confusion. It was panting heavily and exhausted, panicking as the cloud of dust quickly grew larger in front of them.
Covering her face with an arm, Asuka and the other crow’s wings brushed against her face in their escape. Coughing as the cloud of dust around them settled, Makoto slowly opened her eyes to find two, large, unblinking blue ones staring back at her.
Makoto’s face was unreadably straight as she stared back, a puff of steam from its nose, blowing the hair out of her face.
“Inosuke, I’m glad to see you well,” she finally spoke, smiling at the slightly taller boy.
“Where is it?” he asked, his calm voice causing Makoto’s head to tilt to the side.
“Where’s what?” she blinked.
“The crow! That stupid bird flew over here!” he suddenly shouted, not noticing the birds above them.
“Oh…!” she jumped, eyes darting to the sky for a split second.
Following her gaze, more steam blew out of the mask’s nose as a cackle rumbled from deep within his chest.
“Found you…!” he snarled with glee, using Makoto as a spring to jump higher, causing her to stumble back.
A soft tsk could be heard from under his mask as he swung his swords at the two crows, only for them to dodge. Falling onto his back, Inosuke howled curses at the birds. Having completed its job, Inosuke’s crow flew off, leaving behind an extremely peeved Asuka.
Swooping down and pecking at him, Asuka cursed Inosuke for not only attacking him but for stepping on Makoto as well.
“Hey- hey, what are you two doing! I’m fine, so please stop fighting!” Makoto wearily shouted.
Begrudgingly flying back to her, Asuka sat on her shoulder, turning away from the two.
Growling, Inosuke jumped back up onto his feet, “I’ll kill ‘em!”
Holding the large bird back from attacking again, Makoto bowed, furiously apologizing.
After having calmed the two down, Makoto fed Asuka some seeds she had in an attempt to keep him tame as she talked with Inosuke.
“I’m so sorry about Asuka,” she apologized once more, only gaining a huff in response.
“Whatever!” Inosuke turned his head, crossing his arms.
Makoto couldn’t help but compare him to a pouting child. From this and the last time they met, he almost seemed to act like a rambunctious toddler. Then again, maybe she was being a little too harsh.
“Um, Inosuke, did you pass the Final Selection?” Makoto asked.
Her eyes moved to the battered swords that sat on either side of his hips. They were horribly chipped, but their indigo-gray hue was all she needed to tell they were Nichirin Swords.
“Of course! That was nothing for the great Inosuke! I’ve battled bears stronger than those puny demons! They were nothing compared to some of the animals on the mountain,” he boasted, puffing his chest out.
“I see, you’re quite strong then,” Makoto smiled, just happy he was alive.
Her comment seemed to only boost his ego, however. He was praising himself and showing off. Proving just how great he was by bending back until his head was in between his legs. Laughing softly, Makoto couldn’t help but find it amusing how a little bit of praise caused him to react.
Lightly pinching at her cheek, Asuka snapped her back to her senses, reminding her of her mission.
“Ah! My apologies, but I have to get going,” Makoto bowed towards Inosuke, only for Asuka to mumble something.
“What? I’m sorry Asuka, but can you repeat-”
“Inosuke Hashibira has to come!” he loudly kawed, making Makoto jump.
“Inosuke Hashibira has to come! This is a joint mission, a joint mission!” he begrudgingly kawed, flying off Makoto’s shoulder.
“The fuck’s his deal?” Inosuke grumbled confused, eyeing the black bird.
Taking a second to process Asuka’s words, Makoto could help but breathe out a sigh. The fear in the pit of her stomach settled a bit at this news. Turning to the boy with a board head, she smiled gratefully at him.
“Well, I suppose we should get going. I look forward to working with you,” she bowed, only confusing the poor boy more.
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WARNINGS: Anxiety, Body horror, Implied child harm
SUMMARY: Ghost Hospital is a game about anxiety, depression, despair, mental rock bottoms, and, of course, ghosts. You play as Robin, a twelve-year-old girl who has an anxiety disorder and is very much alive in this hospital meant for beings that are not alive. Frankly, her anxiety was already bad enough before she landed in a hospital full of dead people, the still-shambling shells of ancient ghosts who try to take her down for a sweet taste of life, and the hospital directors hellbent on keeping her contained, and more importantly, away from the reason she’s REALLY there.
Thankfully, you have your new friends Jay and Sarcastic Ghost- Jay is a ghost about your age, and still a very new arrival to the hospital, and Sarcastic Ghost…well, he’s an amorphous blob of a ghost, who talks a lot despite not having a mouth.
Play the demo here!
October’s Featured Game: OVERCAST
GENRE: Horror, Supernatural, Action, RPG
WARNINGS: Graphic Violence, Body Horror, Drugs and Alcohol, Obscured Nudity, Mild Gore, Suicide Reference, Religous References
SUMMARY: Overcast is an Action RPG with two separate protagonists. Violet; the modest yet strict Spirit of the Sun, and Nico; the relaxed yet distant Spirit of Rain.
In a world where humans and spirits live alongside each other, Nico is a lonely spirit that resides on Aarat, an obscure city on an island in the middle of the sea shrouded by dark clouds. For some mysterious reason it rains at all times.
After a catastrophe forced Nico into hiding; Violet emerges from her home in the heavens; Paradiso, to take the island by storm and bring an end to the rain.
Check out the developer's blog here!
November’s Featured Game: SHOOTY AND THE CATFISH
GENRE: Adventure, RPG
WARNINGS: Course Language, Gore
SUMMARY: Shooty and the Zaat are a dynamic duo solving monstrous mysteries!
Play the demo here!
December’s Featured Game: SOMA SPIRITS
GENRE: RPG
SUMMARY: Soma Spirits is a choice-driven Role-Playing Game in which players will face heavy dilemmas with a colorful cast of characters. Unlike many games of choice, the decisions you will make in the world of Soma are not so black and white, and characters will undergo different changes depending on how you wish to proceed.
The world of Soma is a land divided into two similar, but distinct versions of one another. At certain locations, you will be able to travel back and forth between the World of Joy and the World of Sorrow and find different inhabitants, monsters, and clues on how to proceed. How you decide to help the people you meet along your journey will determine which of the game’s five outcomes Heart and Soul will find themselves in.
Play the game here! Check out the extended version here!
We look forward to many more exciting interviews and new projects in the year to come!
#rpg maker#rpgmaker#indie games#free games#rpg horror#game dev#masterpost#game of the month#gotm#gotm 2018#long post
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Eishi Tsukasa Essay; how I met him, and 10 reason why I love him
Caution: it will be pretty long. Please bear with me >_<
In this post, I’m going to spill out all of my feelings I have for this guy. Stay away if you hate him, okay :) Hating Eishi is a bad civilization :p
I met Eishi 3 years 9 months ago, exactly at November 2015. After I finished watching the 1st season of Shokugeki anime, I was interested to read the manga. For the most thing I was more curious about the rest of Elite 10. With the information I got from Google, I clicked ch 119 and... tada~ At a manga panel, I saw a beautiful white haired male sitting while drinking a cup of tea.
“Wow, he is hot.” I mumbled. Yes, I was attracted to his looks at first glance. He is totally my type, appearance wise. Two next pages later, the cool, collected guy I saw before suddenly turned into an anxious, shy dorkie boy.
“Is he actually the 1st seat?? Omg this is getting interesting.” I thought. How could soggy guy like him can gain the highest rank in the friggin Totsuki Academy?? This fact tickled my curiosity more, I wanted to know more about this guy. I skipped to ch 132, where Soma and Megumi met Eishi in his booth (I read the chapters in order later, though). It was more emphasized that our 1st seat is a true introvert, and a perfectionist. This guy... is very similar to me.
He automatically jumped into my most favorite SnS character. No, he became my most favorite anime/manga character at that time.
After I read SnS until the latest chapter (ch 145), I eagerly waited for his next apperance. When ch 148 released, I saw him on a pretty big panel, sitting leisurely while watching the Souma vs Eizan from the screen... my heart skipped a beat, my lip drew a wide smile. What’s up with me? I just knew him for like... less than a month, and yet I felt like an idiot when I saw him. Did I... fall in love?
It took 4 months until his next appearance (ch 161). I was extremely happy to see him again, and I couldn’t wait to know about him more and more. During that Souma vs Eishi battle arc, I learned more about Eishi, I was amazed that the way he talked... the demeanor he showed... is very similar to me. I never met a 2D character (or perhaps irl people) who shared a lot of similarity (personality wise) with me. I felt more kinship with him more than with Megumi, who is also a shy character. This fact just made love him even more.
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From ch 118 until Le Dessert ch 1, plus Betsubara 6 and 7 and some extras, my feelings for Eishi remains same. Here’s my 10 reason why I love a chef named Tsukasa Eishi.
1. Let’s start from the shallowest thing; looks. Yes, he is undoubtly good looking, I’m sure everyone must admit it! Nobody can resist that beautiful pale lavender iris with outstanding long eyelashes, combined with that gorgeous shining white hair... Oh, how ethereal. His fair skin, slender and long fingers, his alluring neck, his collarbone, his body shape, his waist— aaaaah ok ok I’ll stop >////< in tl;dr, people would fall in love by his looks alone, but when they find out his true self, who knows?
2. Fashion sense. I know you guys might find his flying necktie weird, but I admit, it looks so damn cool on him. Not to mention, I love how he wears his uniform, both school and chef one. The unbuttoned collar, half-rolled sleeves... What an unexpected style for a shy boy like him, huh? But I don’t care, if it makes him looks hotter, I’ll take it~ Not to mention the collection of casual outfits he has. He’s not on the fashionista tier for sure, but he still has good sense. Well, I can say that he looks good on everything.
3. His voice. This is something I admitted way later. At first I wasn’t too fond of Akira Ishida’s voice on him. Too ‘husky’ for me, I thought. However, the more I hear him talking on anime, the more I’m used to it, then it grows on me. Now everytime he speaks, my heart throbs faster. The power of love is too strong haha.
4. The adorable gap moe! Gap moe! Gap moe! Eishi’s gap moe is... too cute and irresistable >///< I’m sure people’s first impression of him is... a cool, elegant, and handsome guy... he must be a very cool guy like heroine’s love interest in shoujo manga or Korean drama! Who knows if he’s actually a huge dork! He can show you his anxious, worry-wart side at unexpected time, wrecking his previous prince-like image completely. What a gap! Would he stay calm and stoic everytime people surround him? Please don’t scare this soft guy, he would be freaked out and get nervous >_<
His gap is also shown by his demeanor towards people. If it’s someone he barely knows and cares, he wouldn’t bat an eye, hence you call him an absolute selfish guy. However, he shows his care towards someone close to him. Just look how he treats Rindou (hmph, I’m so jelly :<) I’m sure he’d super sweet to his girlfriend and treat her like a princess, if he has one someday! >_<
5. If he is that spineless, is he actually an incompetent guy? Hell no! You all must know that he’s one of the best chefs in the series! If you’re going to deny this, you must read/watch a wrong series lol. He had sit on the throne of 1st seat of Elite 10 for freakin’ two years (there’s a plot hole about this, but regardless he gained the 1st seat on 2nd year or 3rd, my point still stands). The more amazing thing is, he gained it not by magic or ahem, plot no jutsu. Many said that he’s a natural genius chef, however, he worked hard for that sweet 1st seat. You can reread/rewatch the whole of SnS to prove his competence in cooking.
6. His elegance. French cuisine as his speciality alone proves that. His dishes always have luxurious presentation. The taste? If only I could actually taste it... ;_; Throughout the series, it’s proved that he never fails to make a lot of people amazed. Not only by his dishes, people are also enthralled by his elegance in kitchen. The way he keeps composure while cooking, the way he interacts with ingredients, the way he set the plating of his dish... it’s like watching a prima ballerina dancing in an opera. Oh, not to mention, his nickname sounds elegant and noble as heck! Let me say it; Weiss Ritter der Tafel! The White Knight of the The Table!
7. Have I said he’s a hard-worker? Sure he is. Since junior high, he had set his goal to be the 1st seat of Elite Ten, and he didn’t just sit down for the whole of his time in Totsuki. He was famous as ‘Teacher Crusher’ for his effort to drag teachers nearby to try his countless test dishes.
Even after he gained it and graduated from Totsuki, he still aimed to be a better cook! Can’t you just imagine how persistent—I mean, hard-working he is? His hardwork isn’t limited to cooking only; he is a diligent boy in general. As he got the 1st seat title, he didn’t throw his responsibility down to the rest and walk away like a boss. He hates paperworks and especially public speaking, yet he’s responsible enough not to ignore his duties. People might see him as a doormat for letting himself doing Rindou and the others’ paperworks, but not for me. Who’s the selfish one then? :p
He deserves my highest respect for his hard-working nature and being responsible.
8. His innocence— I mean, it’s more like his naivety. This trait might be irritating for some people, and in Eishi’s case, it lead him to earn the ‘bastard/asshole’ title by those who misunderstand him, due to his incompetence to understand people’s feelings. It’s emphasized by the fact that he tends to be straightforward, both in words and act.
His naivety makes sense, he lacks social/communication skill since he’s an introvert (not all introverts sucks in social skill, though). He doesn’t interact with a people much. Eishi’s own world is just around cooking and nothing else lol, that’s why he’s focused on his own cooking and prioritizes it above anything else. Sounds like an autistic person, you say? Maybe. As someone who has a tiny bit of autism, I understand this side of him well and I can’t blame him for that. I always find myself being busy in my own world, and I tend not to interact with people much. I’m not saying that he’s diagnosed with autism, no. He might have a bit of it, just like myself. So don’t blame him for forgetting Kuga after his match with him, he was just way too busy in his own world XD
Talking about innocence... isn’t he also actually an innocent, adorkable boy? I mean, he seems to have a relatively pure mind. He never actually means to harm people. If the others think so, it’s mostly a misunderstanding. He might be blunt with his words, but he’s just being honest, you know. He never lies.
Please give him a chance, I believe he’ll grow to be a better person in future.
9. The previous point has connection with this one, his introverted nature. I can say he is 90% introvert. Isn’t it obvious? He is undoubtly shy boy, hates public speaking, easily gets nervous in front of a lot of people, prefers to cook alone, lacks of social skill... he is socially impaired, Rindou said so. However, he tries to overcome his social anxiety for the sake to be a better chef. Isn’t it great?
As a fellow true introvert, I find Eishi very relatable, thus I feel a deep connection between me and him. Every time I feel anxious in front of people, I think of Eishi that he would feel the same and imagine that we would overcome our shared obstacle together.
10. Eishi isn’t Tsukasa Eishi without his dominant trait: perfectionist.
Let’s start with the fact that his blood type is A. People with this blood type (including me) tend to be perfectionist and organized. You can search more about it on Google, and you’ll find out that Eishi fits most of A-type traits! You might see his obsession for perfection a bit annoying, but that’s Eishi for you. Everything he does must be perfect. He’s someone who makes plans and he wants to follow those plans completely. It leads him to be a hard-worker, but it also makes him prone to stress and worry. Is being a perfectionist a good thing? Yes, but it would drain yourself if you’re way too obsessed with perfection. Eishi seems... quite perfection obssessive. I’d say it’s way too much because I don’t want to see him being trapped in the endless loop of reaching perfection and drained him both physically and mentally. I’m also a perfectionist, but not as much as him, yet I understand how painful it is. I love this side of him for another reason; he always has a clear goal; honing his cooking skill to be perfect, and works hard for that. I’d prefer someone like that than a hopeless person who has no goal in their life. I admire people who try hard to reach their dreams. Also, he always gets things done properly and never try to be half-assed.
My conclusion: Eishi isn’t perfect, despite of being obsessed with perfection. He isn’t a perfect husbando material, but he’s perfect in my eyes. He has flaws and weakness, but I’d embrace those and keep loving him. I love you, Tsukasa Eishi.
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Chocolate #23
Inspired by the Yuri on Museum clearfile of young Vitya eating chocolate at the post-competition press conference. His chocolate is the classic Russian brand Alyonka (history). I’m guessing it’s the Cup of Russia (not called “Rostelecom” until later) going by the Cyrillic letters on the complementary water bottles.
Chocolate #: 23
Competition: Cup of Russia
Medal: Gold (So frustrating, though! I have to work more on the 3Lz in the Free after the halfway point...)
Today’s chocolate: Alyonka (a nice fan threw these on the ice with a giant teddy bear! I’m feeling nostalgic today)
Form: box of individually wrapped small pieces (they’re fun size!)
Precious things to remember: Personal best in the SP and I saw the cutest dog while exploring on the first night here! It was so fluffy and its little yips[...]
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It’s not like he’s particularly addicted to chocolate, it’s just that he doesn’t have the chance to eat it during the lead up to competitions. And as common knowledge dictates, when denied something you enjoy, it only makes you crave it more. So here he sits, post-win at the Cup of Russia, eating chocolate guilt free (Yakov even gave permission!) and contemplating the smooth blend melting on his tongue. It’s harder than he thought trying to recall the ghost flavors of chocolate from other countries. They’re faded snatches of memory that slip too easily and leave behind only a vague impression of what should be. It’s been too long, and yet not long-enough to warrant complaining.
“At least Lilia would be happy that I’m not corroding my teeth...”
It doesn’t help much to make him feel better about completely cutting out sweets, but he made his choice. For the sake of refining his body into as fine a blade as the ones he glides on.
“One can’t cut through competition with a dull blade or a dull resolve!” (“You don’t have to declare everything, Vitya.”)
He only knows how to go all-or-nothing, and if he eats sweets on occasion, then there’s no point to his initial adamant decision. But he does love chocolate...
So he formed this little ritual -- just something silly he does, really-- one box or bar of local chocolate when he medals. A small taste to keep him going, to entertain him outside of skating, and to get through endless press questions.
“It makes competing in different countries interesting on a smaller personal level, Yakov! The flavors of the region I compete at - the flavors of the world, all within a chocolate bar! How amazing is that?”
Which is true. That is one way he views this project, but… it’s not actually some groundbreaking gastronomy research he’s conducting in the name of enlightening the world to the intricacies of cultural taste preferences (although he’s considered making a detailed log. His “All-or-nothing” intense nature making its appearance here as well). It’s just ordinary chocolate, and just a series of points scattered within the competition timeframe at that. Hardly the makings of a well-respected gastronomy article.
To the public it’s viewed as “Victor tries local food from every country he visits so he can experience the world’s cultures.”
To his rinkmates it’s known that “Vitya is a master of his body and appetite and only allows himself one chocolate bar after a win.”
To himself he says “it’s a small, insignificant project that brings me amusement.”
But honestly it’s “a way to taste joy. To physically imprint and take within himself those precious moments in a career that can end at any time.”
The method simple and honest in contrast to the eloquent, sparkling articles which the press spins in their never-ending effort to immortalize “Victor’s most precious experiences.”
This stupid sappy reasoning is kept close, and while he doesn’t mind sharing details about his life, sometimes it’s nice to have others believe the eccentricity as just a superficial whim and endearing quirk -- instead of a manifestation of his unexpectedly sentimental (read: tender) side. Among all the other carefully managed and carefully thought-out portions of his life, being able to do something solely for himself that is outwardly insignificant feels like holding a precious gem;
like winning platinum instead of gold;
like having some privacy.
Even though it’s “just chocolate,” eating it feels like winning.
...He genuinely does love chocolate, though. Alenka, Bovetti, Chocolat Bonnat, Hershey’s, Lindt, Meiji, Lotte, Soma... So if he can get away with leaving the post-competition press managing to Yakov, and enjoy some chocolate while he’s at it, then in his opinion that’s just as good as standing on the podium with the gold medal around his neck. Gold is shiny, but chocolate is sweeter.
(And in 10 years, he’ll find himself drowning in a different pool of chocolate and reassess that chocolate isn’t “just” chocolate, and “maybe I need to rethink that gastronomy pathway after all” and explore which chocolate in all the countries he’s visited since he started this meaningless pastime could match the heart-melting feeling and loss of higher mental processes caused by the rum-hued not-local delight he encounters in his own country. He doesn’t really eat chocolate anymore -- too many years limiting himself to a bar per win left him with a sense of wrong when he tries to eat chocolate outside of competition-- and he’s had many sweet triumphs to go with his mountain of gold, but locking eyes confirms that his initial opinion hasn’t changed: Chocolate is definitely better than gold.)
#yuri on ice#this was supposed to be short#victor nikiforov#introspection#yoi meta#yoi#ficlet#originally it was just vitya going#mmm chocolate
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How to find more Happy Chocolate going forwards...
OCTOBER 2018 Greetings Sweet Garagistas,
It has been a while since I wrote. I hope the chocolate bars you bought up before we closed have been lasting you, as I have been taking some time to breathe, enjoy quiet and bring my full presence to time with my kids. Who knew even homework, baking and cooking can be so much fun, if you are free and satisfied in the other areas of your life!
I was waiting to hear about a new source for Momotombo before sending you an email on how to get your favorite Happy Chocolate bars that we used to bring you at The Chocolate Garage, but I think that may take some time, to work out a new importer, we were the only ones bringing it in... but I can still point you at the places I recommend and where you might end up seeing Momotombo, and you can keep an eye out yourselves.
I will say that I may not do justice to my peers who sell craft chocolate, since I don't buy retail bars from my colleagues, so you can look that up yourself to see if they are willing to ship, but here is a short list of the close by shops I know and admire, who sell mostly Happy Chocolate (and some I wouldn't consider Happy) that you can frequent.
Locations closest to home, I won't go into the whole country: Chocolate Covered and Fog City News in San Francisco. Dandelion Chocolate where you can visit their factory, buy their bars and all kinds of other pastries and cookies that are using their chocolate. Chocolat Maya in Santa Barbara. Chocolopolis (Seattle), Cacao Portland, Monsieur Marcel, Farm Shop LA.
As for specific makers...
Patric Chocolate, our all time favorite maker of both plain single origin and fanciful inclusion bars, you can sign up for his notice to hear when he makes his http://patric-chocolate.com/store/ known, and you can also find his online shop at this same link. I recommend signing up for his newsletter, because he doesn't have a traditional online store.
Also, if you want to learn more about Alan McClure and how he sees the world of food and chocolate, you can listen to our latest episode of Unwrapped, my podcast co-hosted with Brian Beyke of Abandon Coffee. I know of no other nearly two hour interview that leaves you feeling like you now have an inside look at the perfectionist that is Alan McClure of Patric Chocolate. in addition to being a great chocolate maker, one of the greatest I would venture to say, he is also a dear friend.
CRAFT MAKERS
Charm School Chocolate, Fruition Chocolate, Ritual Chocolate, Sirene Chocolate, Arete Fine Chocolate, Letterpress Chocolate, Maverick Chocolate, Rogue Chocolatier, Askanya Chocolaterie, Bar au Chocolat, Castronovo, Dandelion, Dick Taylor, Lillie Belle, Lonohana Estate Chocolate, Manoa Chocolate, Marou Chocolate, Michael Mischer, Potomac, Pump Street, SOMA Chocolate, The Smooth Chocolator....
ALL OF THE ABOVE are bars best purchased direct from the maker. You can look up their websites and select away. Buying direct from the maker, especially if you can consolidate a larger order and make it worth their time to send you package of many bars, is the best way to support small makers. Many offer reduced prices on shipping if you buy above a certain amount of chocolate. I would go into a longer conversation on how this works business wise, and the channel conflict it creates, and the importance of small makers being loyal to their stores who ideally (good stores who do the work, like The Chocolate Garage) do a lot to educate and build up their brand, but guess what? That would probably take half an hour... maybe I will discuss this in a podcast episode. And wait for the right timing, most of us are still more concerned with saving money, short sighted behaviour and convenience rather than thoughtful empowered behaviour, so I will wait until the time is more ripe...
CHOCOSPHERE
The only US distributor that I will whole heartedly embrace and stand behind is Chocosphere. I have worked with them since I started in 2004, and it's rather astonishing to say this, but NEVER, in all my years working with them, has Jerry and team *ever* let me down. It is perhaps sad to say that it is refreshing and remarkable these days to have a 14 year track record with a business who always moves with the most integrity, highest customer service, and diligence that Chocosphere embodies and lives. Here is what you can find on Chocosphere, be not fooled by their old fashioned website. The substance is there and that is what matters.
Some of the Garage favorites that we have always bought from Chocosphere include: Chocolat Bonnat, Francois Pralus, Grenada Chocolate Company, Ritual Chocolate, Belvie, Domori Chocolate, FELCHLIN chips, Original Beans, SIBU Chocolate, and hopefully, soon, MOMOTOMBO!
MOMOTOMBO UPDATE
Carlos was here a couple of weeks ago, and he brought some new bars he has been experimenting with, to taste in a small group in my home. It was so lovely to see him, and he and his dad then headed up to Seattle, stopping in on Jerry at Chocosphere to solidify their relationship, learn more about each other and hopefully begin a relationship. Carlos also went to Chocolopolis where Lauren has taken on some of his bars.
Nicaragua remains in a very difficult place, but Carlos assured me that the reason Momotombo was still open was thanks to our Chocolate Garage community efforts. So thank you to all who came in and snapped up plenty of Momotombo on the day we said we would send all the proceeds to Nicaragua, it ended up being $9,000 in sales, and we sent all $9,000. I will admit that right about now, I may fantasize momentarily about how nice it would be to have an additional few thousand in my pocket, as my travel business is paused for personal reasons, and there is no revenue in the near term, but I also know that this was exactly the spirit of why The Chocolate Garage existed, and let's be real, even as a single mom in Palo Alto, life here is nothing if not safe, beauty filled and bubble like-- nothing like what it is to live in Nicaragua in this moment.
These days I am loving wandering the market to get my favorite escarole, kabocha squash, collards, walnuts and apricots from Ginger and Gilbert, and hanging with Oscar of High Note Coffee, while he serves up coffee to market goers. It is glorious to not be pouring so much into The Chocolate Garage after so many years, and getting to enjoy the market with all of you.
ORIGIN TRIPS & DOCUMENTARIES
I am holding off on the Brazil trip I had pre-announced for later this year, but I am hoping that we can still manage a trip to Costa Rica in May 2019. If you are interested in more information about Costa Rica as it comes together, please email me. I will add you to the list and send out more information as it starts to come together.
SWITZERLAND
I am very excited to be getting back to putting the finishing touches on our documentary on the surprisingly inspiring chocolate scene in one of my homelands: Switzerland. No, Nestlé and Lindt did not exactly inspire me, but there are some beautiful new efforts and a fantastic much older company (Felchlin!) that really impressed me with their visions for cacao and chocolate. I love breaking rules, in fact if you tell me I can't do something, I will probably go out and prove you wrong, not always the greatest trait, but I do admire others who don't let our current limited world view keep them from dreaming up something better. And that is exactly what Choba Choba, Garcoa and Felchlin are doing... full movie soon!
Alright y'all, I will sign off now. I have many ideas bubbling up about what comes next, I will use this newsletter to keep you posted and share new amazing makers that I discover and want to share with you...
Also, I found this article, if true, extremely uplifting and powerful, the idea that a mistreated worker in China who is working under appalling conditions has hope that if we (the buyers) knew what we were buying, we could make different choices... I suppose most folks might find this paralyzing and depressing, but I see this as a sign of the new awareness we will slowly get tuned into, and hopefully we will start to live our lives more consciously, be it Happy Chocolate, or how we buy purses. I think we are one step closer to the day that we will be able to look more honestly at our own domestic prison labor system and bring change there too.
On that hopeful and optimistic note, I bid you adieu, I am off to go see a dear friend who I originally met through The Chocolate Garage, carrying a bottle of Prosecco that was gifted to me by another dear friend who I met through The Chocolate Garage, for an afternoon of sharing, eating, laughing and maybe some tears too! All signs of a rewarding life, fully embraced.
So much happy chocolate-ey-ness to you all!
Sunita
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not really a x reader request, i just wanted to ask about your ocs cus i love them and i saw some new names a while ago that we haven't heard about so maybe tell us about them~~?♥
Awwww well that’s so sweet!! I love talking about them so thank you!
You got it!!
Katherine Lennox – A student in the new girls’ dormitories at Weston, who’s a rebellious rule-breaker. Although she’s a bad girl who’d rather loiter around and smoke than attend classes, a certain timid, proper, blonde-headed Scarlet Fox has caught her eye fairly quickly. Around Joanne Harcourt, her hot temper cools down considerably; for him, she’s made an effort to be less rough around the edges.
Jane Durless-Barnett – A young girl who was adopted by Madame Red a few years before the Jack the Ripper business started. She was three when she was adopted, and is only six when the events of canon happen. Much like any other little girl, she loves dressing up and playing make-believe, and despite being unable to speak thanks to abuse from her biological parents, she’s a very happy and expressive child.
Felicity Moretti – A princess from Italy whose parents are desperate to get her married, given that she’s 28 and still single. She’s a very kind person, but simply doesn’t feel a connection with any of her suitors. The original plan was to have her marry Prince Soma; while in England to meet him, however, she fell in love instead with the prince’s butler, Agni.
Jolie Vidal – A very young nurse’s aide at Weston, this teenager tends to see the beauty in everyone and everything. She’s rather vain with her own appearance, not thinking she’s beautiful without makeup, but what attracts her immediately to Maurice Cole is seeing him without his makeup. Her personality is energetic and bright, hiding a very insecure and depressed young lady.
Clara Cole – An originally poor Frenchwoman who came to London in search of a better life, Clara married very well and had several children. The youngest is Maurice Cole, whom she tends to cling to because he’s her ‘baby’ who still lives at home. She means well, but her inability to say no to her youngest son coupled with stern expectations from her husband has resulted in Maurice’s various issues. That said, she absolutely does love all of her children dearly.
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Juliet
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Juliet is one of the most elusive strains in the world. We know that she exists. In fact, she has touched the lives of many users already. Unfortunately, it appears that the strain may not be available. Waiting for the breeder to bring it back to market may be futile too. One reason for that is that no one even knows who developed it. Nonetheless, we do know more than a few things about her. For example, we know Juliet comes from a good breeding.
Both the parent strains are notable for their distinct reasons. One is Cinderella 99 or better known as C99. Some people also call it Cindy. Bred by Brothers Grimm, she is quite a potent strain that induces intense mental effects. Not only does she come with delightful scents, but she is also an excellent producer.
The other parent strain is NYC Diesel. Bred by Soma Sacred Seeds using two pure landrace strains, this is a multi-awarded hybrid that has won the cannabis cup numerous times. One of its most notable traits is its being among the top choices for party use.
Both Cinderella 99 and NYC Diesel passed on their Sativa heritage to Juliet. As one can expect, our featured strain does not disappoint in delivering an electrifying euphoric buzz. It does so without taking users over the edge. Instead, people using it tend to be more sociable and remain productive.
Information about Juliet:
ORIGIN Cinderella 99 x NYC Diesel EFFECTS Happy – 10
Uplifted – 9
Energetic – 8
Euphoric – 8
Relaxed – 7 ADVERSE REACTIONS (NEGATIVE) Dry mouth – 10
Dizzy – 5
Dry eyes – 7
Headache – 5 FRAGRANCE Sweet, earthy, woody, Blueberry FLAVORS Sweet, earthy, woody, pine, herbal, berry MEDICAL Stress – 10
Depression – 8
Pain – 8
Fatigue – 5
Headaches – 3 FLOWERING TIME INDOORS 9 to 10 weeks FLOWERING TIME OUTDOORS Mid to late October THC CONTENT % 15% to 20% CBD % 0.09% to 0.14% INDICA / SATIVA % 20%/80% INDOOR YIELD 10 to 12 ounces per square meter OUTDOOR YIELD 12 ounces or more per plant CLIMATE Warm climate
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* 1 is the lowest
Effects
By any measurement, Juliet is an intense cannabis hybrid. With some 15% to 20% THC content, people should be mindful of consumption. In reality, some people go for extreme highs and psychedelic experiences. A natural tendency for these people is to use more than what is deemed as within personal limits. Of course, that is not how most people should use this strain. To experience it at its best, then be sure to stay within individual limitations.
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At its onset, users should feel an electrifying sensation that comes barreling into the mind and the body. It results in a euphoric buzz in the head which trickles down to the body. Feeling energetic, most people should find themselves motivated. It is further aided by a degree of mental clarity and heightened sensitivity to the surrounding.
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Alone, there is an overwhelming sense of happiness that set in. But used with other people, it makes for a fun experience with lots of laughter.
Juliet comes with a small Indica side. While it is not enough to induce a sedating physical high, it provides a degree of body relaxation. More important, it seems to serve as an anchor to prevent the cerebral effects from further intensifying.
Fragrance
It would be a suicide to talk about females and how they smell. Fortunately, we are referring to the strain. Juliet emits a very sweet odor and a mix of wood and earth. It also comes with a sharp note of blueberry. Obviously, these are the traits inherited from Cinderella 99.
Flavors
Much of its aroma carries over when it comes to its flavors. To make it more enticing, its smoke is not only smooth but also has a hint of berries and herbs. The exotic taste of Juliet should prove to be a delight to almost anyone who uses the strain.
Adverse Reaction
One can describe the effects of Juliet as not only beautiful but also dazzling. Perhaps it is a little bit too much as some people may feel dizzy. It could also be too much to take for a few who may have a headache. Aside from these conditions, users can also expect to experience dry mouth and eyes.
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Adverse effects come with the use of cannabis. About the only difference from one to another strain is how severe it is. Often, the reactions are mild. But that is when people use only a small amount and well within own tolerance levels. However, the symptoms of these conditions also increase as more is used.
Medical
The benefits of using Juliet is not only limited to recreational purposes. Even if it does not come with much of CBD content, the effects delivered by the strain have pharmacological value to medical cannabis users.
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Mostly, the medical benefits of Juliet are psychological and behavioral. For instance, in inducing happiness, she enhances the mood of users. Not only does it become effective in wiping out stress. It also helps people with depression and similar conditions manage and cope.
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By swinging the mood and inducing the feeling of happiness, most of the users tend to focus on anything else by any physical discomfort ailing them. It works well as a pain-reliever for mild pains and aches.
As it also makes users feel energetic and motivated, then it also works well in negating the effects of fatigue.
Growing
It is hard to find someone who already is cultivating Juliet to obtain a clipping. Even seeds are not available at this time. That is not to say that it will no longer appear in the market. Just in case some vendors do offer it, be sure to only buy from the reputable ones. The last thing one needs is purchasing fake seeds.
Based on what we could gather, Juliet is quite easy to cultivate. Not that dummies can grow it successfully without a thought. But for those who exert an effort in learning the techniques, there is no reason not to nurture it until it produces buds.
Flowering Time
Indoors
It will take around 9 to 10 weeks before the plant is ready for flowering. Once it does, it will not be long before growers can harvest 10 to 12 ounces per square meter.
Outdoors
In the open and under a warm environment, she starts to flower sometime between the third to fourth week of October. The estimated yield outdoor is at least 12 ounces per plant.
Have you ever smoked or grown your own Juliet? Please let me know what you think about this marijuana strain in the comments below.
Robert
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