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[dreamauri]

♪ — 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗦 - part five lando norris x  fem! streamer! reader (fluff) " . . . lando finds himself addicted to playing video games with this girl he can't get out of his head.”

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Lando looked around cautiously, pulling his luggage along the smooth airport floors to the exit. He pursed his lips with a sigh. Plucking his phone from his hoodie pocket, He pulled the cap on his head further down to avoid being recognised. But you knew it was him right away, jogging over. 

When Lando saw you you could swear his smile was so wide it lit up the whole airport. 

“So good to see you again.” You sigh, greeting him with a little hug. 

“You’ve grown taller.” Lando joked as he hugged you back, sighing internally in relief that he got to hold you again. He’s been spending a lot of his free time ( and his not-so-free time ) on Stardew Valley in hopes of interacting and spending more time with you. But nothing compared to actually being here with you.

The two of you looked at each other with a smile for a few seconds before his eyes caught the watch on your wrist. 

“Oh wow, pretty.” He hummed playfully, lifting your wrist to his ear so he could listen to the ticks of your Richard Mille— which was just an excuse so he could hold your hand.

“Alright, let's go.” Lando nodded, keeping your hand held in his own, the back of your hand pressed to his chest like it was some valuable treasure he feared others might try to steal from him.

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“We’re not going to get caught.” You assured Lando as you walked through the huge halls. The Brit was wearing inconspicuous clothes, trying to blend in with university students. You’d had one last lecture for the day and decided to drag Lando along because you didn’t want to leave him alone. This wasn’t Melbourne, “you don't know the place or people around here” was your excuse. Sure, Lando is a grown man and would do fine on his own for an hour and a half but you just wanted to drag him along.

Settling down in a row closer to the back, Lando finds himself getting bored pretty easily. He never graduated secondary school, you can’t expect him to understand the ecology of coral reefs. Leaning his cheek on his fist, watching you scribble notes and diagrams along with formulas with long equations and letters.

He was lucky that fifteen minutes into the lecture he discovered your gorgeous laptop waiting for him in your bag, using the mouse pad so his clicks aren't loud when he plays Fortnite. And when the two students snickering behind him snickered and laughed, he gave them a good glare that probably shut them up. A normal person wouldn’t expect an F1, Lando Norris nonetheless, to randomly be sitting in front of you in your lecture playing Fortnite and then glare at you when you laugh at them. 

When the lecture ended and people started getting up to leave, Lando lowered the laptop screen watching you go over your notes one last time, jotting questions on a stick before stuffing your belongings away and getting up. And just as the two of you were climbing the stairs to leave the room, “Ms. Ln, if I could talk with you for a second.”

Clenching your jaw, you give Lando a look telling him to stay right where he stood while you jog down the steps to your professor. Lando holds the strap of his bag as he watches you talk with your teacher before being handed a nice thick stack of papers. “Oh and Lando,” The man in his early forties called for your friend, rummaging through his book bag.

You found yourself blushing embarrassed at being discovered, not expecting your teacher of all people to recognize Lando. You watched as Lando jogged down the stairs when asked to sign the McLaren hat your professor had pulled out. “Is Yn a good student?” Lando joked with a smile as he drew his name with a Sharpie. “One of the best.” Your professor chuckled, returning your wave as you walked out with Lando.

“I’m pretty sure some kids recognized me so we better kick off.” He said quietly in your ear. With a nod, you checked your watch which gave a smile as it told you the time.

On the bus, you hugged your bag to your chest as you sat beside Lando. “Still can’t believe you don’t have a car.” You chuckled looking up at him with a smirk. 

“What? You’ve never been on public transport?” you tease back.  Lando scoffed. “I rode the train with Carlos once when we were going to the Drive To Survive premier.” He justified folding his arms with a huff. You rolled your eyes playfully. “I don’t mind busing. Doesn’t bother me. Besides, I can’t drive anyway.” You breathe out, leaning back and closing his eyes.

Lando knew you couldn’t afford a car when you called a cap to pick you up at the airport. You're out here on your own and studying in a foreign country, it’s common to not be able to rent or own cars. But never had Lando assumed that you couldn’t drive. He never expected it. And it just felt wrong. The Brit lets you lean your head on his shoulder, watching you scroll through your phone until you fall asleep.

He didn’t move a muscle, keeping a hand around your shoulders to hold your steady during stops or speed bumps. Or maybe he just wanted to hold you close to him. When it was time to get off, Lando was glad you had the trip active on Google Maps so you didn’t find yourself waking up in another city. He held your hand as he walked your still-sleepy figure off the bus and up to your apartment building. He was glad he was holding you again, even if it was just your hand. It made him happy that you didn’t let go.

“My roommate is only here on the weekends so we’re free.” You unlocked the door with your free hand and kicked your shoes off once you entered, the Brit copying your movements. You stretched your hands and body before crouching down to greet the cat that rubbed himself on your ankle. 

Lando chuckled as he plopped on the couch watching you open the fridge and pulling out Red Bull. “Default flavour, Norris?” You ask, tossing him the blue and silver can. Lando caught the drink easily and pulled the tab open with a ‘fzzzz’. Sitting on the couch beside him, you sipped your drink while looking disappointed at the mess of an attempt to build a shelf you had bought a few days prior.

“Sorry for the mess, I would've cleaned up if you told me you were coming sooner. Or should’ve just got it from Ikea where they give instructions.” You sigh, kicking the nails and wood away in hopes of gathering the mess in one spot so it could be forgotten in a corner. Lando waved it off. “You should see my apartment. ” He assured, “I can help you with it later.” He offered and you smiled with a sigh. “I’d love that.” You nodded looking at him. Lando returned your smile.

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“It’s not that hard.” Lando scolded as he slowed beside you, reaching over and fixing the belt around your chest. “Right pedal to go, left to stop.” he reminded. You watched him as he went off in his kart, stopping a few meters away to see if you were following. 

The perks of having Wednesday mornings off are that everyone is at their jobs and the kids are at school, leaving Lando the opportunity to drag you to a karting track in attempt to teach you how to drive. And he was successful, other than the fact that you were sticking to slower speeds than Lando would've liked. 

In the end, you’d stayed three and a half hours instead of the original one and a half. It leaves you feeling dizzy whenever you walk as if you were still driving. 

The walk from the track to was filled with laughter as you held your hands up. Lando wrapped his arm around your waist to keep you from stumbling, pulling you along. The laughing didn’t stop. You snuggled into each other in a cafe booth, sharing a menu.

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[theholypeanut]

♪ You Belong with Me ♪

Characters: Bachira Meguru, Isagi Yoichi, Kunigami Rensuke

Cw: stalking, fake dating or is it?, fluff and a tiny lil angst, mention of Barou not getting bitches (pov he goes to the same school as Isagi) , mention of Otoya being a horny perv (Otoya slander as always love u Eita)

Plot: Being a football star is not an easy task, being popular can really get on your nerves when someone goes too far. That’s why he asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend to make all of this unwanted attention to go away highschool au, fake dating trope, afab!reader, ~800 words each

Bachira Meguru

Bachira was never very popular with girls, so when he started getting anonymous love letters, he was excited. Someone is crushing on him? However, as time passed, it seemed like this person was more obsessed than in love - writing about how cute Megu looks under the shower (how do they know?) and thirsty messages about how amazing he smells - it got very uncomfortable, especially when you don’t know who is sending you all of this. So he asked you if you could pretend to be his partner, just so the stalker would leave him alone. 

Fake dating Bachira was actually a lot of fun. Since you were close friends, so you essentially did the same things, except his hand was wandering on your back a lot, around your waist, in your hair. He started to call you Bumblebee in front of others, making you blush with his affectionate behaviour. To be clear, he was clingy before, but now Bachira Meguru was just a menace. However, it didn’t take you long to get used to wearing his sweatshirt when it was cold, and holding hands around his teammates “because you’ll never know if the stalker is seeing or not, so we have to be like this all the time”. But as time went on Bachira started to be more bold. At first, he kissed your hand occasionally while you walked home, and eventually, he moved on to kissing your forehead goodbye. He didn’t care if it was around people or not anymore. You couldn’t control the butterflies in your stomach every time you felt his lips on your skin. 

Obviously the creepy stalker sent some nasty stuff to Bachira about being heartbroken, however after two weeks you got a familiar envelope in your shoe shelf. Scared that it might be some threat, you opened the letter with shaky hands.

“Take care of him well. I can see how much he loves you”

It caught you off guard, but without a second to think about it, you felt familiar hands around your waist. “Good morning baby” Bachira’s face was right next to your ear as he planted little kiss on your cheek. And just as you looked at him you thought: god, I really don’t want this to end.

He saw the envelope in your hands and got angry at the spot. “I really hope they don’t even try to mess with my-” you shook your head and showed him the letter. “It’s good. You are good” You stopped for a second with a sad look on your face. “I guess if it worked we don’t have to-” the bell starting classes stopped you from ending the sentence. But Bachira knew what you wanted to say and he hated it.

You spent morning classes thinking about Meguru way more than usual. The silence on his part was frightening you, because what if for him it was really just an act? What if he doesn’t mind to come back to things as they were?

On the lunch break you felt your phone vibrating.

Megu: Can we talk? Come behind the gym

Without answering you just stood up and went feeling anxiety taking over your body. When you arrived and saw a familiar silhouette, your heart skipped a bit. Meguru came closer and pushed you gently against the wall and put his forehead on the crook of your neck. Feeling his breathe so close to your skin make you shiver.

“You are right, you don’t have to pretend anymore” he said, and your throat got dry as you felt like tearing up any moment.

“But if we stop pretending, and do it for real, does that mean I can kiss your lips too?”

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi was your best friend since childhood, the best neighbour, an amazing companion to play board games with. And of course, you were always the loudest fan cheering on all of his matches.

Isagi got very popular when he became one of the best players in his high school and girls and boys finally saw the side of him you saw all along: a very athletic, nice and cute boy. And a very, very handsome one.

At first it flattered him that so many girls came to see him play; however, the louder they screamed, and they squeaked every time he looked in their direction, the more annoying it was to him and distracted him from the game. “Isagi, control your fun club” he heard from angry Barou.

But to be fair, he had no idea what he could do with this issue. He was simply too kind to snap at them, and too shy to stand up to them either.

“Maybe they’ll stop if you date someone?” Bachira mentioned in the locker room after practice. Then he whispered right to Yoichi’s ear: “You have someone who you want to date for some time already, right, Isagi?”

Isagi blushed. Of course there is only one person he would even consider to date: you. But how could he ask you to date him because of something so stupid? He couldn’t do that for years now, so how will he grow a pair now?

“Maybe just get a fake girlfriend” he heard Aiku speaking. “If you are such a virgin you can’t actually get one.”

So obviously, when he asked you, if you could pretend to be his partner to get rid of unwanted attention, how could you say no?

And that’s how you two ended in this situation: holding hands with your childhood friend while going back home together. His hands were so warm, and big, and for the entire route you felt hyper aware of his presence.

“So… how was the practice?” You asked to fill the silence. Normally you’d talk for hours and joke all the way home, but apparently Isagi is also not used to holding hands.

“It was very good… I think the fan club might get more and more discouraged” Yoichi barely could make a full sentence, that’s how much he focused on the way your hand felt. If he knew he could hold your hand everyday, he would ask you to pretend to be his girlfriend years ago.

Pretend. Yeah.

However is it still pretending if you are doing that on your way home with no one around?

“So… what are your plans for the weekend?” He asked trying to get himself together. His team didn’t have to play any matches this week, which was a rare occurrence. And gave him some time for himself.

“Well, I don’t have any particular plans” you started holding his hand tighter. He blushed. “I was thinking maybe I’d study some, watch a movie… on my own”

Oh?

“Do you maybe…” he started while looking away, so you won’t notice his embarrassment. “Want to watch it together? Or… or study together?”

You looked on the ground. Isagi started to regret his boldness - what if you don’t actually like him this way? What if you are actually embarrassed to hold hands with him and it makes you uncomfortable, and you only let it happen because you are a good friend? With growing silence he started overthinking everything and started taking his hand back, just to not make you feel more uncomfortable.

But you held it tighter and raised your brow.

“And what do you think you are doing, huh?”

“I’m sorry, that was very stupid” he started. “I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, you are already spending so much time with me because of this whole situation, just tell me and I’ll stop bothering you so much”

For a football star he was really insecure, but what could he say? He crumbled under the idea that you might be annoyed with his touch or by his presence. Even if he’d have to keep his feelings for you forever, he’ll do it if that mean he gets to keep you as his friend.

“Yoichi” you started quietly. “You don’t make me uncomfortable. You could never bother me, you know? I actually…” you felt the feelings stuck in your throat. “Missed you a lot, since you are so busy with your football career. I missed spending time with you. Just us”

Isagi felt adrenaline was rushing through his veins just like before he was about to shoot a goal. This was an occasion he was waiting for so long.

“Do you maybe want to go on a date together?” He said without hesitation. You blinked a little surprised.

“You mean like, a fake date?”

“No. A real date. Just us. We can go to cinema, or maybe for a picnic, or we can just study together too…” he held your hand so tightly his fingers turned white. You smiled.

“Yeah, I’d love that”

Kunigami Rensuke

Saying that you and Kunigami were very good friends would be an overstatement. You were a manager of his football team for a year now, and you had a massive crush on him, but you never really talked regularly.

Kunigami was always a very polite guy, thanking you for every towel, every water bottle, always helping you with tasks that require strength, but he wasn’t very talkative, so you just assumed he was doing it out of simple generosity - he was a truly decent person. No wonder so many girls were swooning whenever he was on the field, it was always like this. His physique, handsome face, manners - you sometimes felt jealous over girls who could just openly state their feelings for Kunigami, because in your position it would be inappropriate. So you kept it nice and hidden.

Until you regretted it deeply.

There was this one particular fangirl who was on every match, cheering the loudest, always bringing Kunigami food “with lots of protein just as you like”, made herself a shirt that looks just like his football jersey. She was indeed very annoying and most of the team would either find her unbearable, or, as Otoya, were always staring at her ass in this very short skirt she was wearing.

And then you heard one day as you just arrived to school, that Kunigami has a girlfriend. It was like time stopped for a second. Till now you never expected your crush to date someone else, so in split seconds your heart was aching. Was this that girl? Did she finally succeed in her obnoxious tries?

The whole day at school felt like a fever dream. “Would’ve, should’ve, could’ve” was all over your brain. Maybe you should’ve confessed? Be more aggressive in your tries for his heart? Could you even have any chances?

You took your lunch out and tried to find a quiet place to eat, so you can spiral into your teenage depression a little more. But while going around school you passed the girl’s bathroom, just to hear The Short Skirt crying to her friends. You stopped right behind the door.

“He said that he has a girlfriend… and that I should stop coming on the matches… because it’s not okay towards her…” she took breaks to sniffle.

“You shouldn’t cry about it, we know you are way better than this half-ass girlfriend! There’s no way he got someone better than you!” - her friends were seriously doing their best.

Your brain was working fast. So it wasn’t her? You never saw Kunigami talking to any girl outside of you and her. Does he have a girlfriend outside of the school? Actually, Kunigami gives this vibe “neighbours to lovers” or “childhood friends to lovers”, so it wouldn’t be that far off.

You went to think about it in silence to one of the quieter wings of the school, and was just about to eat your sashimi, when someone aggressively entered the room.

“Oh, good. I found you.” you could see Kunigami was running just seconds ago. He was breathing just as he just ended a marathon. Was he that desperate to tell you that your presence bothers his girlfriend too? “Can I sit with you?”

“Sure” you only let out. He took a place meter away from you and didn’t say anything for a while. It started to get a little awkward, so you brought your bento closer to him.

“Do you have any lunch? Want some sashimi?” you went into your manager mode. If your players don’t eat well, how can they play well? Kunigami considered your offer for a split second.

“No, thank you” As always, you thought, Man of few words.

“So…” he started, while looking at the wall. “I don’t know if you heard the rumours yet”

You tried your best to keep your composure. “Yeah. You have a girlfriend? Congratulations” probably the lack of enthusiasm sold you away. At worst you can always pretend that you are just worried that he will play worse if he’d date, right? Because he is a valuable player.

“Yeah this one. So I kinda wanted to talk to you first, before you hear it, but…” he rubbed the back of his neck with embarrassment. “Yeah I should have told you yesterday. Sorry”

Oh? You frowned your brows. It’s not like you are such good friends that you would be the first person he’d say that he dates someone? Again you barely talk outside of practice. “Yeah I don’t think you owe me anything. Again good for you, Kunigami-kun”

“No, I don’t think you understand what I mean” he said quickly, like he was afraid you’d leave. “I don’t have a girlfriend.” You felt a little lost now.

“Actually…” he started, still not looking directly at you. “When I told this cheerleader girl that I have a girlfriend, I did it just so she would stop acting like this. It’s not true”

Oooooh. You blinked. Well, now the day started to get a little brighter. “And you wanted to tell me that… why?”

If you sit closer, you’d see how Kunigami’s ears were bright red. “So Bachira said, that maybe I should ask you to pretend to be my girlfriend for a while, so we would be sure that it looks realistic” he paused and finally looked at you. You never saw him looking so vulnerable. “Of course you don’t have to do anything. I was thinking that maybe I would walk you home, and we would eat lunch together, and we should exchange phone numbers…” With every word he looked more and more red. Could he be any more adorable than in this moment?

You smiled, and then dramatically sighed.

“I don’t know, Kunigami-kun. That is a lot of heat I am taking on myself - you have quite an aggressive funclub” you could feel how he freezes in fear, afraid of where are you going with this. Just like a scared puppy. “I think lunch and walking home are not enough. You owe me at least one date per week, where we go to the cinema, or to the arcade…” you thought for a while. “Honestly if you will not after every goal look at me and obnoxiously scream THIS ONE IS FOR YOU BABY, I don’t know if this is worth it. If I’m gonna get murdered by this witches, at least I wanna know you embarrassed yourself enough to compete with Shidou’s cringe. ”

You could feel how all of the stress just disappeared from his shoulders. He really had all of his little speech prepared.

“Okay” he said smiling. “But I’m not saying anything sexual, some things Shidou screams during the matches are seriously nightmare’s material.”

“Ah shoot, no INTO THE WOMB?” You decided to tease him some more, as he is technically now your boyfriend.

“Please stop”

“Then we go to the arcade twice per week”

“If you skip the embarrassing screaming, I can even win you plushies on every outing”

And just like that, you kinda wished The Short Skirt will never be fully convinced about you two, so you can spend time like this for long enough, so it will just become real.

And so did Kunigami.

By slowlyholypeanut please give credit don’t translate and don’t steal love u

Bachira is the best wingman for both Isagi and Kunigami 🫶 (and for himself) what an icon

[vampsquerade]

Hello, hope you're having a good day/night

I was wondering if you could write some platonic hc's for Ghost or König (or both if you're up for it), just some general comfort, interactions with them.

Got 2 specifications tho, could the reader be gender neutral and an artist?

Thanks sm for reading this, and thank you even more if you decide to write it <3

And If the spot isn't taken (incase of future interactions), can I be the 💧(tear/water drop) anon?

hello, i’m having an amazing night as i’m currently writing this before publication! i hope you’ve been doing well and you most certainly can be know. as tear anon 💧 i’m going to go ahead and write both of them just for you <3 thank you for requesting so so much i wish you a wonderful weekend and i hope you enjoy :,)

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Ghost and König Platonic Headcanons

Trigger Warnings: slight mentions of trauma bonding, slow but shaky friendships,

Ghost

☆ Simon as an ally is reliable, but Simon as a friend? He was a very interesting character

☆ He always loves to tell new jokes to those he tends to be closer to, often to their disdain because of how bad they were

☆ So when nobody else liked them, Simon would go to you and tell them to you because you thought they were laughably bad

☆ It helped Simon get closer to you as well and before you knew it, the two of you were friends

☆ The two of you would constantly exchange complex inside jokes to each other, often turning some heads because of how little it made sense to them

☆ And every single time Johnny asked about what you guys meant, you’d only tease him further

☆ Whenever you were in a terrible mood, Simon knew when to back off and not test you further, even at times going out of his way to calm and comfort you

☆ Gives you weird and specific nicknames; the man can’t really socialize in a way that isn’t mildly aggressive, what can you do?

☆ If you’re younger than him, he practically begs you not to be like him once you’re his age. Simon would rather die than have someone he was close to be just like him

☆ He’s the more mature one of you two in general though, always has to stop you from starting fights with people

☆ When Simon found out you were an artist, he teased you for how much you made sketches of him and the others

☆ You panicked slightly because you tried your best to hide that in sketches of wildlife, buildings, and other things you’d seen as you traveled the world

☆ Simon would compliment your art a lot however, often appreciating the work you did

☆ He’d also sneak up on you while you were sketching someone just for that little spook that made you mess up

☆ Obviously apologizes for it as well, and knows when to not say anything that might startle you and cause you to mess up

☆ He has also paid you money for a sketch of him you made that he really liked

König

♪ Despite his large stature, the Austrian man was a pretty chill and gentle guy

♪ König and you clicked when sent out on a mission after you joined Kortac, despite his anxiety slightly getting to him and him thinking you were gonna bully him

♪ Shared interest in sniping between the two of you is the reason why you two became friends so quickly

♪ König’s like the big brother between the two of you, whether you’re older or younger than him

♪ He worries about you whenever he doesn’t hear from you, when you get injured, and all that

♪ König is hellbent on getting revenge on whoever injured you too, he’s the scary dog friend confirmed

♪ Outside of working together however, he’s always the one to send you letters or come see you in person to hang out

♪ He prefers to hang out at either of your homes, but he doesn’t mind stepping out for something

♪ König’s anxiety slightly holds him back from engaging with the outside world, but having a friend with him makes him feel okay

♪ He’s definitely trauma dumped on you but that was when he came back from a mission so distraught it brought it out of him, and you were more than happy to comfort the giant and let him know he’s okay. You’re the soft comfort sibling to him

♪ When König found you one day making a painting while you were at home, he asked if he could watch you because the brush against the canvas was a really nice thing to see

♪ König’s asked a few times if you could help him draw something and has been happy ever since then

♪ He loves when he catches you sketching him too while out in the field and you’ve found the time to do so

♪ König loves posing for you as well, often incorporating some of his weapons and grenades. He also loves helping you with foreshortening and perspective

♪ Only trusts you with sketching his face, but it has to absolutely only be headshots

♪ Sometimes König falls asleep when he’s sitting next to you watching you sketch, as the pencil’s graphite against the paper relaxes him a bit

[lunarleonardo]

Sometimes I get bored during classes and get a bit too silly with my power to download sprites and txtposts from pinterest yk....

(*ゝω･*)

I had these in my gallery for a few hours waiting for me to decide when it's been long enough to send them without seeming like I don't have a life /hj (*T^T) but it's alr peace and love

peace and love ♪ (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)

Our driving force of textposts o7 !!! You singlehandedly keep my askbox alive LOL xD Guys if we reach 100 textposts I will send all 63 of you a youtube play button i am so serious (im not)

The sleep one xD Good thing Shuichi's safe from that in Love Letter! he won't be standing up any time soon ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ

he IS a thin sheet of metal everyone should treat him that way. set him on fire twist him into funny shapes

Fourth one is basically the entirety of chapter 11 xD I got this ask before that chapter came out (and forgot to answer it because i was probably playing minecraft and forgor. i also got sick lol) but i feel it fits (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)

[midoribobatea]

Rose Valentine - Ammon's Card

Part 1 & Part 2

(Not 100% accurate translation ,So sorry in advance for any mistranslation and any missgramer)

A Special Bouquet - Part 1:

*Note before reading the butler story: This story contains spoilers for the ``Rose Valentine'' event.

We recommend that you read up to episode 13 of the event story before reading it.

If you wish to avoid spoilers, please return using the button on the top left.

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Immediately after the first day's social party...

In celebrations for Valentine's Day. I wanted to do something for Ammon.

additionally to handing out rose chocolates, I thought of two other plans

The first is to do what Ammon wants.

The other plan is to give Ammon the blue rose.

Apparently, blue rose has the meaning of ``dreams coming true'' and ``miracles''.

I will now carry out the first plan.

I decided to write a letter and ask Ammon, `Tell me what you want me to do.'

[Lonestar's Mansion Rose Garden]

Then, one day, a few days before the social party...

I was sitting at the garden table, watching Ammon work in the garden.

Ammon received the letter and said ,``I want to talk to master after work.''

I decided to wait by his side until he finished his work.

As part of the decorations for the party, it seems that Ammon is also entrusted with taking care of the roses.

And after finishing all the garden work... Ammon came to me.

Ammon: Thank you for the waiting, Master!

Ammon: I'm sorry for making you wait all by yourself in a place like that.

Ammon: You didn't have any problems while waiting?

Choices:

<Yeah, it's alright>

In fact, I was able to see Ammon's work up close...so I wasn't bored at all.

Ammon: Is that so? That's a relief.

Ammon: Well then, Master, my work is finished...

Ammon: Let's go out together right away!

Choices:

<Eh? Going out?>

Ammon: That's right. After all, Master, didn't you write it in that letter?

Ammon: 'You'll do as I please'. Please keep your promise♪

Choises:

<I-I didn't said exactly that...>

Ammon: Well well♪don't worry(/sweat) about details♪

Ammon: Anyway, you'll make my wishes come true, right?

Ammon: If that's the case, there's a cafe I'd like to go together. I'd love for you to come !

Choices:

<A cafe?>

Ammon: That's right. This is a famous store that is different from the one we went to before.

Ammon: It seems that rose cakes are popular there. I always wanted to go there~

Ammon: But it's hard for me to go there by myself...

Choices:

<Eh, why?>

Ammon: Actually…. Most of the customers at that cafe are women or couples.

Ammon: As expected, I was hesitant to go in alone.

Ammon: And…. There's not much point if I did go alone.

Ammon: After all, It has to be with master~♪

Choices:

<What does that mean...>

Ammon: Hehe. You'll understand that when we get there, Master.

Ammon: Come on, let's go, Master!

Ammon: A delicious rose cake is waiting for us~.

Choices:

<Y-Yeah...alright>

[Rose Town]

Ammon, who seems to be having fun, takes me to the rumored cafe...

It seemed that there were only couples and female customers in the shop.

An old lady who seemed to be the owner noticed us and called out to us.

Old owner lady: Yes, yes, welcome. Will you be two?

Ammon: That's right! I'd like also a private room if possible...

Old owner lady: Yes. It's just got empty right now.

Old owner lady: Here we go. Please come this way.

[Rose Town Cafe]

With the guidance of the old lady, I sit in a stylish private room table seat.

Ammon: Hehe. No one is watching here...

Ammon: Can I sit with you? Master.

Choices:

<Of course>

Ammon: Thank you very much.

Ammon: Heh.. The other customers were looking at us.

Choices:

<I-Is that so?>

Ammon: That's right♪Maybe we looked like a couple too~.

Choices

<N-now...I wonder>

Ammon: Now~ Master. Don't get embarrassed ♪

Ammon: Things like being a couple are about to begin now.

Choices:

<Eh...?>

Old owner lady: Hello. Are you ready to order?

Ammon: Yes! I would like the special cake for Valentine's Day only.

Old lady owner: Yes, yes. The cake only for couples.

Choices:

<Only for couples...?!>

Ammon: Hehe... This cake has a reputation for being exquisite.

Ammon: But since it's only available to couples , people like me can't come here to eat it...

Ammon: That's why I had to be with Master.

Choices:

<S-so that's why...>

Ammon: That's right♪ That's why.

Ammon: So Master too... Just for today, please be with me as a couple.♪

Ammon: Because today you will listen to my wishes, right?

Choices:

<Y-Yeah...alright>

Ammon: Hehe. As expected of Master, You get it.♪

A Special Bouquet - Part 2:

[Rose Town Cafe]

A little while later, a whole small cake was brought out.

It's a very beautiful cake in the shape of rose.

Ammon carefully cuts it in half and places it on a small plate.

Ammon: Here you go, Master.

Not only is it beautiful on the outside, but the cross-section of the cut side also looks delicious.

I slowly brought the beautiful cake into my mouth.

The flavor of chocolate, melting fresh cream...and a faint aroma of roses filled my mouth

It was so delicious that just one bite brought a smile to my face.

Choices:

<Delicious...>

Ammon: Hehe. That's good.

Ammon: By the way…. It seems that you can enjoy various flavors of this cake depending on where you eat it.

Ammon: The taste is different between the part I cut into my plate and the part my master ate.

Ammon: Please take a chance to try this flavor as well.

Ammon: Here, open your mouth. Say Ahhh~

Choices:

<Ehh?!>

Ammon: Oh dear? What are you surprised about?

Ammon: This cake is only for couples, so this is the correct way to eat it.

Ammon: No one is watching anyway, so Master don't need to be embarrassed either♪

Choices:

<Ammon is watching...>

Ammon: That's right. I'm watching it perfectly.

Ammon: I want to see my master eat my cake.

Ammon: You will make my wish come true today, right? Master♪

Choices:

<I-I get it…>

With mischievous smile Ammon directed the fork toward me

Just as Amon wanted... I decided to have some cake and eat it.

Choices:

<A-Ahh~...>

Ammon: Yes, well done♪

Ammon: What do you think? Isn't It delicious?

Choices:

<Yeah…>

It's true that the cake that Ammon made me eat was delicious, but...

I felt kind of frustrated that I was constantly being defeated by Ammon.

If no one is watching anyway... It might be a good idea to try again.

Choices:

<Well then, It's my turn>

Ammon: Huh? It's master's turn...

Choices:

<Yes, Say ahh~>

Ammon: M-master...

Ammon: Hehe. That's kinda bold, Master...

Ammon: I would never be able to do something like this in front of everyone else...

Ammon: Well, it's okay for today♪it's a secret only between us two♪

Ammon: Well then… Ahh~...

Then Ammon and I took our time and ate the cake slowly...

The two of us enjoyed our time together just like a couple.

-After a while-

Ammon: Now…. I wanted to be a couple with master for a longer time, but...

Ammon: We have to go back soon. Master also has to prepare for the social party...

Choices:

<Oh, wait a moment...>

Ammon: Huh? What's wrong, Master?

Ammon: Maybe...Master doesn't want to go back yet?

Ammon: So selfish~ Well, I don't hate that side of Master either...

Choices:

<T-that's not what I mean...>

In order to carry out my final plan...

I asked Ammon to come alone to the garden tonight.

Ammon: coming to the garden tonight you say?

Ammon: Hmm…. I don't know what the master is planning...

Ammon: I got it. I'll definitely go.

Choices:

<Thank you Ammon>

Ammon: Hehe. No need to thank me.

Ammon: As a couple, it's only natural to listen to your partner's requests♪

[Lonestar's Mansion Rose Garden]

The night of the same day….

I snuck out of the social party...and waited at the rose garden for Ammon to arrive.

While hiding a single blue rose behind my back..

Step step...

Ammon: Thank you for waiting, master.

Ammon: As promised, the master's lover has arrived♪

Choices:

<A-Ammon...>

As always, Ammon stares at me with a devilish smile on his face.

I wanted to surprise Ammon...but the look in his eyes made me feel like I was going to get distracted in Ammon's pace.

I lowered my eyes as I approached Ammon...

I held out the single blue rose in front of him.

Ammon: Huh...!? Master,this is...

Ammon: Maybe...This rose for me...?

Choices:

<Yeah...>

Ammon: Blue rose...

Ammon: In the language of flowers it means 'dream come true.' ...And 'miracle'...

Choices:

<As expected of Ammon, You're very knowledgeable>

I am grateful for the miracle that I was able to meet Ammon...

And someday I wish I could live with Ammon in a peaceful world.

It is the perfect flower to express such a wish.

Choices:

<That's why, I'm giving this rose to Ammon...>

Ammon: Master...

Ammon: I lost...

Choices:

<Eh?>

Ammon: I was planning to make my master's heart pound...

Ammon: Master gotten ahead of me...

Ammon: Really….I'm no match for my master.

Ammon: To be able to meet such a wonderful master... I'm the one who should be grateful.

Choices:

<Ammon...>

Ammon: Hehe. But my heart can't be the only one keep pounding, right?

Ammon: Please wait a moment, Master.

Ammon: There's something I want to give to master.

Choices:

<Something you want to give...?>

As Ammon goes deeper into the rose garden...

He came back with a large bouquet of roses.

Ammon: How do you like it? Master.

Ammon: I secretly prepared it during the day.

Ammon: A bouquet made of 365 roses...

Ammon: like our talk with the 2nd floor butlers the other day.

Ammon: If I were to hand over a number of roses to my master... I'll give 365 roses.

Ammon: And what this number means..

Ammon: 'I miss you every day'...

Ammon: Master. I want to stay together forever.

Ammon: This bouquet... represents my feelings.

Choices:

<Ammon...>

I Received the large bouquet of Roses from Ammon.

I'm sure Ammon carefully selected each one.

I had never seen such a beautiful bouquet of roses before.

Choices:

<It's really beautiful...>

Ammon: Hehe. It's really nothing at all.

Ammon: Compared to the blue rose that my master gave me... It's no big deal at all.

Ammon: I was able to receive such a wonderful gift...

Ammon: Please look forward to getting something in return from me. Master♪

Choices:

<Eh? But I already received the bouquet...>

Ammon: What are you talking about?♪ That bouquet is a Valentine's gift from me.

Ammon: Giving back something in return to master is a different thing.

Ammon: Next time I'll make Master's heart pound even more.

Ammon: Hehe. Please look forward to it, Master♪

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♪ positivity prime time! share five things you love about yourself, four things you're excited about, OR three people you care deeply about and why. pass this along to someone whose posts make you smile ♪

Ave ilysm <333 thank you for sending this to me 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Three people I care deeply about [tumblr edition]!!!

You! (Ave) You were one of my first mutuals on tumblr and I’m very grateful for it. You didn’t have to respond to me, hell you didn’t even have to follow me back but you did. You wrote One Summer Day and I just needed to tell you how much I loved it (and still do, guys please I have brainrot and it’s her fault). Thank you for making me feel special, when I’m sad you send me things to cheer me up and I’m so appreciative of that. You remind me of drinking hot coco with friends and going to fall markets. Talking with you feels like a warm hug from someone you haven’t seen in a while. You never make me feel like I’m annoying you or that you would literally be doing anything else than talking to me and I’m so happy for that. Thank you for continuing to be my friend and look over my essays and let me ramble to you about things. Thank you for being my biggest supporter <3 I love you Ave, thank you for being my friend. (I hope writing goes well and that you did a good job on your presentation you had <3)

Vannah! My lovely!!! You’re one of my newer friends but that doesn’t discredit how much you mean to me! <3 you’re an amazing person and truly one of my biggest hype people be it for something I’ve written or for homework. You remind me of a cozy blanket, talking with you makes me feel all warm and wrapped up. Thank you for listening to my rambles and finding a way to make me happy when I’m sad. I hope you won’t be too hard on yourself, remember it’s okay to take breaks and admit that things are hard! You’re so funny too, out conversations make me giggle so much bcs we’ll both say outrageous things and make each other laugh. Thank you for being my friend Vannah I love you <3 (I hope homework goes well and your test! You got this <3)

Ness! You’re also one of my newer friends on here!!! I appreciate and love you deeply!!! <333 you make me giggle and kick my feet. Our DM’s are such a safe cozy space, we yap so much and I want to thank you for allowing me to feel comfortable to do that. Thank you for making me feel loved and cared for. You didn’t have to answer my first ask and have a yap session with me but you did and I’m thankful for it everyday. Thank you Ness for making me feel loved and safe. You remind me of watching my favorite movie (The Princess Bride). Talking with you helps melt my stress away and I forget I was even sad when we yap. Thank you for being such a lovely amazing person. Thank you for being my friend and trusting me to let me be your friend too. I love you Ness!!! <333 (I hope your wrist feels better)

Q gets an honorary mention bcs they have tumblr now lol <3 omg guys I’m gonna try not to ramble too much for this one bcs I need content for my Christmas letter I’m giving them. Q, you’re lovely and I’m so happy that you’re my friend. We only met just last year but we’ve made so many memories together that it feels like longer. You’re a joy to be around, I know you don’t feel like it all the time but I enjoy just sitting in silence with you. You’re my support and I know that I can go to you for anything, thank you for letting me be myself. For letting me lay on you, and ramble about things you don’t care about, and convincing me to do and try things I normally wouldn’t. You remind me of dancing in the kitchen bcs it’s something we’ve done. You find new ways to make me laugh and I’m so grateful for you. There’s a certain calmness that envelops me when we hang out and I get really sleepy. I heard that when you feel safe around someone you get sleepy because you don’t feel the need to be on alert. I love you Q and can’t wait to make more memories with you <3

(guys I love all of my moots <3 there should be a button that like sends all of your moots a notification telling you how much you love them).

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Obbligato: The Punishment of Kaname Tojo - 6

Writer: Akira

Season: Spring

Characters: Kaname, Tatsumi

Proofreading: Remi (JP) & honeyspades (ENG)

Translation: Peace

Tatsumi: Idols are those who bring smiles to others’ faces, after all.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Kaname: ......

(Okay. Now that I've finished reporting to my brother, I've got to get onto my next job.)

(Hm? Wasn't I supposed to have lessons today? I thought I was doing something else...)

(I'll check my schedule — my brother's perfected it down to the second, so I'll know for sure then.)

(I have to follow it precisely. As long as I do exactly as he says, then I'll be fine.)

(I have to heed his instructions at all costs. I have to. No matter how hard it gets, I have to—)

... Hm?

(Huh? Who's that walking past the window... Wait, is that—)

Location: Reimei Practice Room

Kaname: —Tatsumi-senpai!

Tatsumi: ......

Kaname: I thought that maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, but it really is you!

But... W-What are you doing here? Weren't you hospitalized?

Tatsumi: ... Ah, HiMERU-san. Good afternoon.

It's been some time since we last spoke, hasn't it? Have you lost some weight? I've heard that you've been flourishing lately, but it's best to rest every now and then.

Kaname: That's my line! You look terrible, senpai.

Why would you come back to school when you're still sick? Are you an idiot?

Tatsumi: Hahaha. I might just be an idiot, truthfully.

I was merely staying in a hospital, you see, not some prison where I'd be isolated from the world. I was still able to have a connection with those outside.

Though there were restrictions on when and where one could visit, patients are still able to use the internet and write letters to the outside world.

Kaname: What are you going on about?

Tatsumi: How wonderful life is, of course.

I was truly blown away by just how many people were calling for me to return. Not only the staff I had worked with, but all of my fans...

As well as my companions, with whom I worked beside and ate with.

So many people wished to speak with me again. How could I ever ignore their countless requests?

I decided then that I'd do as they asked no matter what it took, even if I should die.

Kaname: You really will die though. I'm serious. You were hospitalized for physical and mental reasons, Tatsumi-senpai — you don't look recovered at all, you know?

I can tell just looking at you. You know people really do die like this, don't you?

Their luck runs out, they push themselves too far — and then they die.

If you died, then all those who wished for your return would mourn you instead.

Please get your priorities straightened out, Tatsumi-senpai.

Tatsumi: I can feel your worry through your chiding, and I'm grateful for it.

In the perspective of others, particularly here at Reimei Academy, you and I are whom Special and Non-Special Students look to respectively...

As such, there seems to be rumors of us having something of a conflict of interests, as their representatives of a kind.

Kaname: To those who haven't a clue of what's going on, that's exactly what it looks like. In truth, I have acted as if I was taking what is rightfully yours.

Everyone thinks you must resent me for it, too. Anyone would.

Tatsumi: But I don't.

In fact, I'm grateful that you've continued my work while I was gone.

Kaname: Is that so? How like you, Tatsumi-senpai.

I know from the bottom of my heart, without a shadow of a doubt, that you don't resent me whatsoever.

Just as Judas Iscariot betrayed a saint for nothing more than chump change, so have I. But you won't resent me for it— you'll only grant me love and affirmation, won't you?

You'd even forgive those who'd crucify and kill you, wouldn't you!

Tatsumi: I am no saint, but thank you for thinking of me as such, however ridiculous the claim.

It'd be embarrassing to put me on the same level as those genuine saints who lived long ago.

I simply want to live up to everyone's expectations. I wish I could have shown you my hospital room, filled with fanmail from those who missed me.

Each one was filled with love, from every person I’ve met...

I want to give back the love I've received. I want them to feel as warm as I did reading each one.

It sounds rather odd, doesn't it?

But I do love everyone.

And, like anyone else, I want those I love to be happy as well.

Kaname: Then listen to me. If you were to collapse and die, no one would be happy! They'd just cry their eyes out and mourn you instead!

Honestly, Tatsumi-senpai, you've really screwed up your priorities.

You're so stupid I could laugh, you idiot.

Tatsumi: If I've made you laugh, then I've done my job well...

Tatsumi: Idols are those who bring smiles to others’ faces, after all.

Kaname: ......

Tatsumi: You know, HiMERU-san, I do want to be an idol.

I don't want to be the reverend of a shady religious following; I want to be someone who can be loved by others.

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Tarot of Destiny / Chapter 2 - Tarot Reading

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Hanamaru: "So, what's Maginaria like?

......Any famous local alcohol or something?"

Teddy: "Mr. Hanamaru! We're going there on business, don't forget."

Hanamaru: "I know what you mean, Teddy. I'm just asking."

Berrien: "I'm not sure about the local alcohol, but… as I mentioned earlier, this town thrives on fortune-telling. They value spirituality a lot... Anything disruptive to the ambiance is frowned upon. Particularly during the festival, they prefer more dignified attire and behavior."

Yuhan: "I see… Dignified behavior, huh.... Then, I guess Mr. Hanamaru can't come."

Hanamaru: "Wait, wait, wait, wait. If you leave me here, I'll cry for real, okay?"

Flure: "Speaking of which... What's dignified attire?"

Berrien: "Fufu... Don't worry. I mean the kind of 'proper outfits' that Flure always makes for us."

Lono: "I see... Then I guess I'll be fine in this tailcoat."

Flure: "What– no way! You can't wear your usual clothes for a festival. I'll design something suitable for the festival in the city of fortune-telling!"

Lono: "Oops… Looks like the fire in Flure's soul is burning again."

Haures: "I'm looking forward to your designs, Flure, but... don't push yourself."

Teddy: "Let me know If I can help!"

Flure: "Yes! Thank you very much. Fortune-telling… I wonder what design would fit~…"

Berrien: "Ah, yes, speaking of reference... Lady Elvira gave me these 'envelopes', it might help."

> " 'Envelopes'…?"

Berrien: "Yes. It is addressed to all of us, including the lord. I've checked mine, and if my assumption is correct, the contents might give us clues for the costumes."

Berrien handed out the envelopes one by one to the butlers.

Berrien: "Three left... one for you, my lord."

> "Thank you"

Berrien: "Yes ♪ And this one... 'To Mr. Talking Cat'... It's addressed to Muu, isn't it?"

Muu: "What! There's one for me, too? Ehehe… This might be the first time I've received a letter addressed to me!"

Berrien: "Fufu.  The last one is for Haures."

Haures: "Thank you. Without further ado… let's see what's inside. Hmm... this is…  Some sort of a 'card' is attached to a piece of paper... underneath it, there are sentences.

'This is the tarot card that represents you.' 'I hope this card will guide your actions… Hence, I hope it will be a guidepost for your life.'

This card... represents me? What does that mean?  I know that what is pasted on the paper is probably a tarot card… and appears to be pasted upside down. Is there a meaning to this?

Hmm... I don't know much about fortune-telling…"

Teddy: "Me neither... I only know what my lucky color is today."

Yuhan: "I know a little about Feng Shui… but I'm an outsider to tarot."

Hanamaru: "I see... no tarot hobbyist among us, then. So, Fennesz. Over to you."

Fennesz: "Huh… M-me...?

Hanamaru: "Yeah, you know, the knowledgeable Fennesz. I thought maybe you knew something about tarot readings… My bad. Bit much to ask, wasn't it?"

Fennesz: ".............. Uhm… I can tell you a bit… The card Haures got... is 'Justice' in 'reverse'.

In tarot reading, there are different types of cards and the concept of upright and reversed positions. Even if you draw the same card of 'Justice'... the meaning of the card will change depending on its position.

For example... the meaning of 'the card of Justice in reverse position' is 'to judge others harshly' or 'violence'... also 'excessive harshness' or something like that…"

Hanamaru: ".......Wow.  How do you even know all that stuff...?"

Fennesz: "D-don't set me up and act surprised now… I just happened to have read about it in a book and remembered it…"

Hanamaru: "Hehe, my bad, my bad. Just honestly impressed."

Haures: "But still... It didn't seem to have good meanings.  So, the reversed Justice card represents me…? Err… but I don't understand why."

Fennesz: "Uhm… but tarot cards have multiple interpretations... I don't think what I just said defines you, Haures…"

Haures: "Phew… Thanks, Fennesz."

Fennesz: "No, really... There's more to you, Haures...."

Haures: "Anyway... tarot cards are sent to all of us. If we refer to the pictures on these tarot cards.... It could help design costumes, right, Mr. Berrien?"

Berrien: "Yes… that's the idea."

Flure: "I see… That's right… I keep coming up with new ideas. Alright everyone, if you don't mind... Let me know your cards later!"

Hanamaru: "Yeah, got it.  By the way… I wonder which card is in my envelope~ let's see. ……… Ergh. The heck is this… 'DEATH'... It says 'death'. It's obviously an unlucky card."

Teddy: "Hmm~... It is true that it has an unlucky vibe, but... this card is 'reversed', isn't it? Maybe it doesn't mean what it looks like…"

Fennesz: "Yes, Teddy is right, Mr. Hanamaru. Death in the reverse position means 'rebirth' or 'change'... a reversal of fortune.

You will be able to get out of the pain of not being able to move forward and move on.... I think that's what it means. 

On the other hand, when it is in the upright position, it can mean the end of something, or farewell… and there are also many other meanings…"

Hanamaru: "Hmm~ I see. Well, if anything, I'm glad it's not upright."

Muu: "Fufu, regardless.... It's the same card, but the position changes the meaning... Tarot reading is so interesting, my lord!"

> "Yes, indeed"

Fennesz: "By the way... Which card was in your envelope, my lord?"

Fennesz asked me, and when I opened the envelope addressed to me... there was… the same card I had seen earlier....

> "It's Death in the upright position...."

Fennesz: "What…"

note: at least in English-speaking tarot, reversed Justice card means "dishonesty", "denial", "be careful with your emotions", and "injustice/unfairness/bias".

Reversed Death card means "fear of change", "refusing rebirth", "inability to let go/move on", "decay". While Death in upright position would mean "rebirth", "new beginnings", "transformation".

Well, I can find what Fennesz said in several Japanese websites though.

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Words Unsaid 4, housing arrangements suck

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Hello hello everyone who's been reading this series!! Part 4 is here! I hope you enjoy the series as much as I do!

Characters may be a bit ooc in this but this also includes some personal headcanons about Kalim and some stuff that'll be resolved in the next chapters

Some more spoilers from ch.4 so be aware

Again, can be read as x reader but I have been mentioning my prefect's name more in this chapter so be aware of that.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Tw: injuries, absolutely abysmal and disgusting living situation, Crowley being a bad headmage

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Have I ever told you your hair looked pretty the way you wear it? The way you tie that beaten up black bandana around your dark hair that only barely differs in colour enough to differentiate? The blue in it makes it easier perhaps, but it's a recent change, from what I'd seen. Has the headmage decided to pay for a visit to the local hairdresser? I can't help but think you look nice, though your messy hair from before had its charm.

I digress. Your hair is not why I'm writing this, though I could go on about yours. I wanted to apologize to you. I want you to know that I regret nothing more than treating you the way I did. I took advantage of the way it seemed you could look only me in the eyes when speaking to someone. I betrayed Kalim. But that didn't hurt me as much as it did to betray you.

I found one of them, your letters. I wonder how many more there are. I wonder if any of them describe how much I'd hurt you. When I read it my heart ached and cracked and broke. It bled. I wish I'd known sooner. I wish I'd known about the incident with Azul. I wish I hadn't turned your dream, your desert mirage into a walking nightmare.

No, that wouldn't do. It didn't feel right. It felt.. Jamil didn't know what it felt like. He crumpled this paper too, throwing it way towards a trash can. He'd set up in his room, ducking away from prying eyes. But no matter how many papers he wrote, nothing felt right, felt good. It just wouldn't compare to the words she'd written about him. For once in his life he was at a loss. He had no plan, he didn't know what to do.

To make matters worse a knock sounded. Kalim. He was asking for tea once Jamil was free, but really, Jamil needed a break. He sighed a frustrated sigh and opened the door. He told Kalim he'd make him the tea, not noticing he'd kicked a ball of paper into the hallway. The most recent letter he'd thrown away. Kalim noticed it only after Jamil had left it. Picked it up and read it too. Kalim was a lot of things, though he acted carefree, dense and yes, kind of stupid, he was observant. He knew people. He knew Jamil. And he knew who this letter was addressed to. Even if it has been weeks since then, almost a month even. Sure, Jamil had thrown this letter out, but it was something Jamil had been doing for those weeks. Shutting himself in his room for at least an hour and especially at night the light from there would keep burning. And Kalim had had enough. He decided to help.

And that he did. He took the letter and headed straight for Ramshackle. It was pouring rain on campus. Ramshackle wasn't much better, seeing as it was an old building. Heck, he'd met the prefect a while back and they looked exhausted and slightly injured.

Kalim knew the dorm needed renovations but.. when he got there it was worse than he expected. Sure some areas were fixed up but the stairs had holes and the roof leaked, judging by the bowls and buckets all over the floor. The old couch was a bit uncomfortable but it was better than the creaky floor. It was cold too, so much so that the prefect wore a jacket. But with a broken window, courtesy of some Savanaclaw students who had been ostracized and punished well enough by Leona according to the prefect, everyone would be cold. The prefect wrapped a blanket around kalim, seemingly the only nice one. The one from their room which they'd struggled to move down the stairs that were obviously breaking more and more under anyone's step, no matter how light.

The prefect, or, as he knew her better, Inky, had gotten injured fighting Jamil. A bandage around their arm indicated that. Their shirt had a sleeve lifted to accommodate. One of the snakes in Jamil's hair had bitten her there, ripping out a bit of skin. But that was the only injury she'd really gotten. The other bandages and bandaids were from the poor condition of their living quarters. She twisted her ankle going up stairs as one of the boards gave way, the floorboards made her trip and bruise, the large shards of the broken window had cut her hands. And still Crowley was running this girl dry. He'd talk to Crowley afterwards. He finished drying his hair off with one of the few nice towels the prefect did have. he'd gotten it before the blanket.

No more time should be wasted. He spoke. "Jamil is upset. Stressed. He shuts himself in his room for an hour at least almost every day. His light burns into the night. I wanted to know what he's doing. I found this in the hallway and it's.. addressed to you as far as I know. I don't think he wanted you to see this. But if he keeps this up he'll never say what he wants." Kalim was worried. More than. The prefect skimmed the letter. She sighed, her lips pressing together. She should tell Kalim.. and she did. Because her letters couldn't stay hidden anymore. Jamil mentioned them in his writing.

"I write letters to Jamil about my encounters or thoughts of him. I didn't think he knew. But I must've dropped the one I was writing at the time in Scarabia.", she explained, her gaze pointed at the letter in her hands, tears welling up in her eyes now as she continued, her voice breaking as she spoke as steady as she could,

"I miss him. I thought he hated me. I'm.. I'm not good at reading people. I can't look people in the eyes but it was so easy with him. I'm scared to try again. But- But I want to. I've just been.. far too busy. The storm that's been plaguing the island has been causing trouble. The other students have been causing trouble. Everything is loud all the time and I can't take it..! I want to see Jamil. But I can't. I have too much to do. This dorm is falling apart. Someone needs to fix it and Crowley sure as hell isn't doing it. I can't leave here right now."

Kalim nodded his white haired head. He sighed. This was harder than he thought. So Jamil wants to apologize but cannot bring himself to do it in person in fear of Inky being.. scared of him. And Inky.. is way too busy to do much of anything and the storm outside is destroying the old dorm she lives in. No wonder she's hardly been seen, she's constantly repairing her home here. And she could barely keep up much of anything. Everything costs way too much for the little amount of money she gets.

That was an hour ago. Kalim was sitting in the common room, drying off and being oddly quiet. He was thinking. He should.. oh.. he doesn't know what he should do. He should tell Jamil though. Tell Jamil the prefect wants to see him again, but is struggling to make time for anything. When he passed Kalim, the latter called out to him.

"Jamil..! I visited Inky..! Apparently she's really busy.. and she looked hurt all over! I'm worried about her..!" He said in a slightly overdramatic tone. Jamil's face held a look of concern, genuine worry even for only a split second.

"What's happened to the prefect? Why were you visiting her in this storm anyway?", the long haired desert dweller asked.

"Well..! We haven't heard from her at all and I got worried..! You won't believe the condition she's living in, it's terrible Jamil..! She's freezing because of broken windows and the creaky floor is made of tripping hazards..! She almost fell so many times..! And the stairs too, they're so old they have holes and they almost break when anything with any weight lands on it..! The roof is leaking too! It's terrible Jamil!" Kalim had to take a short breather after that. There was no way he could keep talking out of breath. Even all that was enough to send dread to the pit of Jamil's stomach. Was it really that terrible in ramshackle?

"Their roof is leaking too! They can barely keep up with replacing the buckets and bowls and her ankle twisted funny the other day..! She looked so tired.. I want to cheer her up.. but I don't know what to do..! Even I can tell how unsafe it is in there..!"

Now that had Jamil actually shocked. The prefect had been living in that the whole time? How could anyone even- he couldn't believe it. His mouth spoke before his head could react. "Put her up in Scarabia. Get her to stay here-"

And that was what Kalim was hoping for. He may not be good in school or anything like that and rely on Jamil a lot. But. He could think for himself. He could make his own plan. And he did. And it worked.

"You know what Jamil? That's a great idea! I should have my parents donate some money to renovate Ramshackle.. can you tell the principal to tell the prefect?"

Who would've thought Kalim would manipulate someone, and so well too. Not that it was big. But it went very well. Jamil didn't protest. He left. He went to go see the headmage to tell him what happened. What would happen. And while he did that Kalim called his parents. He told them the same thing. Told them about the living condition of the prefect. Ramshackle would most definitely get renovated, even if it would take quite some time. Funds were no issue after all.

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Battle on the Sugoroku Board - The Die Has Been Cast 2

(Location: Meeting room)

(A few days later. “Battle on the Sugoroku Board” project briefing session)

Hinata: Heya, Rinne-senpai!

I never thought I’d be able to co-star with other CosPro members! I’m looking forward to the agency competition♪

Rinne: Oh, it’s Hina isn’t it. You’re alone today, huh?

I thought you’d be coming as twins since 2wink means “two in one!” or somethin’ like that, doesn’t it?

Hinata: Yuuta-kun and I aren’t as “clingy” as we used to be~. This time, since only one person from each unit was needed, I thought it’d be fine if I came.

Ah, the vice prez has also arri~ved. Salute~☆

Ibara: Yeah yeah, salute salute.

Hinata: Eh- this is terrible! Vice prez~, are you in a bad mood?

Ibara: It’s annoying to hear the same topic over and over again. The only thing that can ask for a reaction every time is variety shows.

In any case, all that’s left is for Switch to arrive.

We are slightly past the meeting time. Mikejima-shi, Narukami-shi, have you heard anything?

Madara: I don’t know anything about the office, do I?

Even though I took on some odd jobs, I tried not to get involved in the affairs of units or idols.

Arashi: I especially haven’t. Lately, Aoba-senpai seems to be in the office whenever I catch a glimpse of him. Maybe Natsume-chan is telling him to take a break……?

Ibara: Hmm. In order to give the ever busy Eden a break, I called up one person from each unit.

As a result, it’s not hard to imagine that they’d struggle to decide who will represent Switch.

Well then, shall we proceed with the discussion with the present members?

I’d like to ask someone from NewDi to report the information to Switch—

Natsume: ………

Hinata: Ah, Sakasaki-senpai! Everyone was worried you wouldn’t come~

Natsume: ……… (Ignores him)

Hinata: Are you seriously angry!? What happened!?

Natsume: What do you mean “what happeNED.” Everyone here knows about “NETV,” don’t you!?

Arashi: What do you mean……?

Natsume: It felt odd that “Viper” was offering me a jOB, so I did some research on my oWN.

That’s how it wAS—BinGO. The production director for “Battle on the Sugoroku Board” was previously driven out of the entertainment industry for committing a violent ACT.

Madara: Oh? This is my first time hearing about it.

Natsume: WeLL, unlike back then he used a business naME, so I couldn’t tell from the letters alONE. I used a contact from the entertainment industry to get to the bottom of thINGS.

Don’t waste your breATH. You knew about that and got NewDi involved, didn’t YOU?

Ibara: Ahaha! That’s quite the network you’ve got there~, I’m impressed!

I can't help but be surprised that you found my proposition to be so suspicious. But what Natsume-kun said is true.

However, don’t you think it’s harsh to be so angry?

Natsume: ? What did you sAY?

Ibara: The parties involved have already reflected on what happened and have paid the fine. The legal process has come to a close—and the parties have reached a settlement.

This program may be a chance for him to make his return after mending his ways.

It’d be a shame to lose your job because of the echoes of the past, don’t you think?

Natsume: The problem iS that he was hiding that faCT.

Ibara: I didn’t realize it was “hiding” to be considerate of avoiding unnecessary prying. Vexing, isn’t it~?

Or else what? Individual freedom should be determined entirely by who holds authority at the time?

I suppose I was wrong to think that Natsume-kun, who has always been on the side of the outcasts, wouldn’t take such a stance……♪

Natsume: ………

Rinne: They’re fighting before it even starts. It’s so hot I can even see the illusion of fireworks.

I agree with ya, that story— he’s paying for his past sins now though, isn’t he?

Then we from Crazy:B will respect that!

Hinata: So that’s what you think, Rinne-senpai~. As for me, as long as it’s interesting it’s fine.

From what I’ve seen, the planning for “Battle on the Sugoroku Board” is well done, so it’s okay to go there and make the decision then, isn’t it?

Madara: Even then, if he’s still doing bad things, then maybe we can help prevent future bad things from happening.

I’d like to see NETV once too.

Natsume: …… I get IT. If I’m being narrow-mindED, I’ll leave it at thAT.

HoweVER, there won’t be a next tIME. This imitation of foul play has made me even more suspiciOUS.

Senpai also wants to participate in this projECT, so I’ll see what I can dig UP.

Ibara: Yes, yes. It would be helpful if you could do that!

Personally, I merely sympathize with the fact that his future options were limited because of his past circumstances.

If something were to happen during “Battle on the Sugoroku Board,” I would immediately pull out all of CosPro’s idols!

Now then, let’s get into the explanation of “Battle on the Sugoroku Board!” Thank you for your attention……☆

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♪ Dazai and Fedor in prison ♪

*They definitely couldn't have avoided sneezing, I mean they were sitting across from each other for a long time and sneezing in front of each other was inevitable, I plan to write two parts, one with Dazai and one with Fedor, this is the first part, in this part I'll describe Fedor's sneezing.

Notes: he mentioned that he's in poor health, and sitting without fresh air in a rather cramped room has obviously crippled his already weak immune system, sorry for the long introduction, let's get started:3

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That night Fedor didn't sleep well, he felt dizzy and weak, his not sound sleep was awakened by the breakfast notification, and Dazai's ringing voice saying

<Ahhhhh~~~I don't want to get up yet.... this bed is beckoning me~ i want to sleep for 5 more minutes, plus there are no crabs, so there's even less motivation to get up for breakfast^^^^ >

His ringing voice made Fedor feel more dizzy and had a slight headache, but he found the strength to reply:

<Dazai-kun, did you know that he who rises early to God falls? (This is a russian proverb ) Apparently you don't appreciate god if you don't even try to get out of bed, you'll be out of favor unlike me. >

- Ahh.... we've already been through this Fedor-kun :<

* Dazai wrapped himself even tighter in the blanket *

- You're so lazy, and laziness is a sin.

replied Fedor.

- Who's talking about sins, Fedor-kun?

Dazai peeked out from under the blanket and gave Fedor his smile.

- Those who have done evil expect evil from others, don't you Dazai san? Kgk-kgk-kgk

*♪ Dostoevsky coughed

- Exactly🎶

Dazai said methodically

*Dazai started to eat*

- Hmmm…I'll eat it later

Said Fyodor and put his plate on the table since he had no appetite and took out a book.

*♪ Dostovesky sat reading a book and then he got a sniffle in his nose ♪

- Ha-chih.

- М? *♪ Dazai looked at him questioningly ♪

Fedor ignored his question and continued reading the book, but his nose started to twitch

- Ah...heh...ha.

He sat with his mouth open and couldn't sneeze, but the itching got worse but didn't turn into sneezing.

-Hahhhh... heh... heh... heh...

Fedor even had to stop reading and started staring at one point with a blank stare, Dazai noticed and started looking at him.

- what's going on with you? Asked Dazai

- Nothing... Ahh ... go...hehe...hehe...htz ..AHHH.

That was a false sneeze.

- Ahem...God bless you?

-Heheheh...Ah...HA-CHHHEE.

Dostoevsky sneezed very loudly without expecting it, his body treudos forward from the impulse his book fell out, Dostoevsky lost his finger under his nose and said.

- Thank you, but I'm already blessed by God.

- ♪ More like a demon ♪

* said Dazai with a smile *

Fyodor walked to pick up the book, but he was overtaken by another sneeze

- Ha...heh...ah...achhi...achhi..! Damn it.

- What ungodly words you use.

But Fedor couldn't answer because he had a seizure.

- Achhee...hee...ha...haa- Chirk...Hachik

- Apparently even demons get sick~

* said Osamu with a cheerful tone, but Fedor ignored him *

Important: Sorry, English is not my native language, I’m writing through a translator, this is my first FF, I hope it’s not that bad (I also wanted to mention that I’m from a Russian-speaking country (To be precise, I’m from Ukraine, many here speak Russian) and knowing this and the fact that Fedor is most likely Russian, I I wrote what his sneezing might sound like in Russian, I hope I was able to convey this, if you want to hear how sneezing basically sounds in Russian, then type into the translator which has a pronunciation function, <Апчхи> or <Апчи> this is how sneezing sounds and is written in Russian, This is what I tried to write in English letters

thank you very much if you read this ff, I really tried, I hope it’s not too cringe, I will improve myself~~~

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Get Back Hachi’s Memories! CH1

Notice!!

"Tonight, I'll come to take the diamond 'The Monster's Heart' from the Harmony Theater's performance of the play 'The Tragic Monster'!

Phantom Thief Joker"

<1> Getting Along (?)

A round moon hung in the night sky. The silence of the night was broken by a loud yell which rang through the living room of the airship Sky Joker.

"I'VE HAD IT! I won't forgive you for this, EVER!"

The yell came from a boy of short stature. An aqua-colored hood covered his head, and the ninja outfit he wore was of a similar aqua color. Below his shiny metal headband were two round, shiny yellow eyes. Yet those cute round eyes were presently filled with flames of rage.

"Enough! You've absolutely crossed the line this time! Please apologize, Joker-san!" The boy pointed emphatically at a young man in a red suit.

Tufts of silver hair spiked out from under his azure silk hat, and his cool cobalt eyes sparkled. Atop his red suit, blue dress shirt, and yellow tie ensemble, a brilliant letter "J" shone on his lapel. The young man's name: Phantom Thief Joker!

Joker flapped the purple cape that hung off his back and, raising his gloved hands up to shoulder height, jeered at the ninja boy in front of him.

"Nooooo way! There's absolutely no chance I'm gonna apologize to you, Hachi!"

"Why not!? It was your fault, Joker-san!"

The boy called Hachi kept a hostile tone as he glared at Joker. Hachi was Joker's assistant in phantom thieving and was a descendant of the Fuuma ninjas.

"Hmph, it wasn't just me though! Besides, why have I always gotta apologize to you anyway!?"

"Excuse me!? It's because you always do things that merit an apology in the first place, Joker-san!"

"I'm sick of bowing my head to you all the time. Oh, I've got it! I'll apologize for everything at once at the end of the year, so just let me off the hook 'till then."

Joker's suggestion only added fuel to the fire of Hachi's anger. "HAAAAAAAAH!? That doesn't make any sense! I just want you to apologize for what happened today! And you're not being repentant about it at all, either!"

"Then I'll come up with some repentance at the end of the year too."

"'Come up' with it!? You really don't feel guilty at all, do you!? There's no point in receiving an apology if you're going to be like that!"

"There, see what I mean? Then there's no point in me apologizing now."

"ARRRRGH! You're constantly twisting my words like that... Joker-san, you have no empathy for other people whatsoever!"

"Yeah I do. At least, I can tell that you're angry. I just think that there's no reason for you to be that angry."

"Joker-san, that's not a good excuse! One day you're going to regret hurting people's feelings like that!"

"No I won't."

"No! You're definitely going to regret it one day!"

Hachi kicked and swayed his legs and arms as he argued. In front of him, Joker just scratched his own cheek with a weary expression.

"Sheesh... would you give it a rest already? It's almost time to get to work... If you keep whining at me, I won't bring you along."

"Mrrgh... I'm not going!" said Hachi, puffing up his cheeks and turning around. Then he picked up the round green creature which had been watching the argument.

"Hosshi, have some konpeito." He opened up a jar filled with candy and gave it some. Hosshi was Joker and Hachi's pet.

"Hosshi♪" Hosshi seemed to have no interest in the argument. With an adorable smile, it started to chow down on the konpeito which Hosshi had offered.

With a stunned look, Joker asked Hachi, "What? You're not tagging along to my job?"

"I'm not going! Do whatever!"

"Oh, so that's how it is."

"Go ahead by yourself and get yourself into some awful mess! Don't come crying to me—" Hachi turned around, only to find that Joker had vanished. "Huh...? Joker-san?"

Hachi looked all around. Then he heard Joker's voice from the transmitter in the living room.

"Then I'm headed off on my own!"

"Wha-!?" Shocked, Hachi looked out the window. There, against the darkness of night, Joker was holding a large balloon overhead and floating in midair.

"Heh heh, looks like it'll be smooth sailing tonight! 'Cause there's nothing weighing me down!" Joker taunted with a devilish smile on his face, then began his gentle descent downward.

As Joker shrank into the distance, Hachi puffed up his cheeks and squeezed Hosshi tight.

"H-Hosshi!" Hosshi squirmed around in discomfort.

Hachi yelled out at the top of his lungs. "FINE, BE THAT WAY!"

Joker lightly descended through the cold night air. The "Balloon Gum" which he was hanging onto was one of his phantom thief tools. When chewed, it would fill with a gas lighter than air and form a bubble just like gum. If held up high, this bubble could float up carrying the weight of one person or so. It was an essential tool for approaching a treasure's hiding place by air.

Yes, Joker was about to steal a certain treasure. Usually he'd be filled with excitement before a job, but this time he was annoyed.

"Tch, what's Hachi's problem!?"

Joker had acted carefree earlier, but to tell the truth, he was angry inside. The reason for this was, naturally, the argument they'd had.

 It all started about an hour ago.

Joker had just cleared Stage 7 of the recently-released video game Big Brawl Battle Smasher 3 after an all-night session and proceeded to knock out cold. He woke up again after noon and, still bleary, wobbled into the living room. He rubbed his eyes and made his way to the table set for lunch, when suddenly he caught sight of "Stage 8" on the console screen and couldn't tear his gaze away. Even stepping away for a little while meant that he might be missing out on something. The first few days after a game's launch were crucial. He couldn't risk getting spoiled during the hype.

"Joker-san, at least put the game away during meals, please," reproached Hachi as he prepared more side dishes to go with the omelette rice.

"Oh quiet, I'm at a good part."

"Geez... I put all the effort into making this and now it's going cold. Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"No, I'm good. Could you stop bothering me?"

"Good grief..." Hachi wearily sat down and quietly started to eat his lunch. Next to the table, Hosshi eagerly munched its konpeito just as quietly.

His eyes still glued to the screen, Joker finally reached out to grab his spoon... over five minutes later. His omelette rice had already cooled off.

"Hm... ah, there's an item over here too..."

Deftly using his left hand to continue playing, he lifted a spoonful to his lips. He mechanically deposited the sustenance into his mouth. It was obvious that he hadn't registered the taste at all. Seeing this, Hachi sighed.

Then Joker seemed to realize something and abruptly said, "Hachi, soy sauce."

"Soy sauce?"

Looking again, Joker had a deep-fried fillet left over from last night's dinner held with his chopsticks. The soy sauce dispenser in front of him was empty. Apparently it had just run out.

"Joker-san, I thought you liked worcestershire sauce with your fillets?"

"I'm in the mood for soy sauce right now. Hurry it up."

Predictably, Hachi was offended by this attitude. "No. If you want soy sauce, please get it yourself."

Hearing this, Joker took his eyes off the screen and scowled at Hachi. When he saw that Hachi was ignoring him and eating his own food, he threw out a "Hmph. You're mean." Then he stood up, game console still in hand.

"Sheesh, where is it..." Glancing back at his game regularly, he opened up each of the cupboards in turn and at last found a soy sauce dispenser on an upper shelf. "Finally, there it is."

Joker set the game down to the side and stretched on his toes to get the dispenser. Just as his hand touched the dispenser way in the back...

A ding came from the console. It was an alert that let him know he'd found a new item.

"Oh, a new item!"

Prize in hand, Joker got off his toes too quickly and the dispenser brushed up against something. A moment later, there was a loud CRASH! of something smashing against the ground right where he was standing. He looked down and saw that that "something" was a small wooden box. The box had been hit by the dispenser and fell down. Whatever was inside had been broken.

"Oh, oops..." Joker stared at the box with a guilty look. Hearing the noise, Hachi and Hosshi ran in.

"Hosshi?"

"What was that sound!? ...AAAAAAAAH!" When he caught sight of the wooden box, Hachi rushed over to pick it up. The rattle of broken pieces came from inside. Hachi gently opened the lid to reveal the shattered pieces of some kind of tableware. It was a light brown color, and judging by the size, it had probably been a cup. It looked like it had something written on it, but the shattered pieces were small enough that deciphering the words would be difficult.

"Aaah..." Hachi was crestfallen. He picked up the shards with his small hands and sighed deeply. His shoulders dropped with disappointment.

Beside him, Joker blithely said, "Sorry about that! It got nudged."

"Uuhrm..."

"I was trying to get the soy sauce, but then I got a new item, and when I pulled the dispenser out, the box must've gotten pulled along with it."

"......" Hachi didn't seem to hear. He just stared at the shards inside the box.

"But it's not totally my fault, y'know?"

"Huh...?" These unexpected words from Joker made Hachi turn around.

"'Cause that was a pretty dumb place for you to put the soy sauce in the first place, yeah? And if whatever that is is that important, then you shouldn't've put it so high up. No wonder it fell."

"What...? You mean it's my fault for putting them there?" Hachi asked back, hardly believing his ears.

"Not exactly, but I'm just saying it wasn't just my fault. Oh, another new item!" The game console had dinged again. Eyes glued to the screen, Joker started back for the living room.

"Ah, bring the soy sauce, would you?" Joker didn't even spare a glance as he moved away.

Hachi screamed at him. "JOKER-SAN!"

"? ..." Joker stopped in his tracks and turned around to see Hachi standing in the middle of the kitchen with his hands on his hips and a terrible fire in his eyes.

"Say you're sorry!"

His menacing stance was enough to startle Joker. "Eh...? I already did, right? I told you 'sorry'."

"That's not good enough! Please give me a genuine apology!"

"Huh? Whaddaya mean?" Something about Hachi's forceful tone set Joker off too. "I said it. And it's not entirely my fault. Don't get so up in arms over a crummy old teacup."

"Wha... Excuse me? What is with your attitude!? Say you're sorry! I'll have you know that teacup meant a lot to me!"

"Well, I can pay you back for it right away. I could steal you an even better one sometime if you prefer." Joker tried to grin at Hachi.

"That's not the issue! You broke something important to me, so it's only polite to give a proper apology first! Or is even that beyond you?"

"Say what? Don't talk to me about politeness. Anyway, I'm busy. Save it for later," said Joker, switching his attention back to his game and walking towards the living room. Hachi ran after him and cut him off, blocking his way.

"Apologize!"

"Sheesh, you're stubborn. Will you drop it already?"

"No, I won't!"

"Ohhh, fine. 'I'm sorry.' Does that work?"

Joker's patronizing tone made Hachi boil over with anger. He wrenched the game console out of Joker's hands and hurled it at the living room sofa.

"Are you crazy!?"

"I'VE HAD IT! I won't forgive you for this, EVER!" Hachi yelled, louder than he had ever heard him before...

 That was what had led to the current situation.

As he observed the neon lights of the city sprawled out below, Joker clicked his tongue. Okay, maybe it was my fault a little, but he didn't need to get so angry about it...

Well...... maybe I was a little too caught up in my game...

This wasn't the first time that Hachi had nagged at him. Usually he was so uptight about the smallest things that Joker just backtalked on impulse. Maybe the pent-up frustration from all those times had made Hachi stand his ground and speak up this time. And that made the blood rush to Joker's head too.

It had devolved into a back-and-forth after that. Joker had ended up raising his voice too and was now stubbornly determined to not apologize.

In retrospect, maybe he was to blame for everything after all. He could turn back and go apologize, but he just wasn't feeling up to it right now...

"Well, whatever. Hachi'll be in a better mood if I have a good story to tell when I get back," Joker said out loud to himself. Then he twisted around and leaned his body in to descend. Up ahead was the Harmony Theater, the recipient of his latest notice, illuminated with dazzling spotlights as tonight's audience was admitted inside.

...But this time, Joker should have called it off. If he had gone back immediately and apologized to Hachi, disaster wouldn't have struck. At this moment, Joker had no idea that something terrible had just happened to Hachi back at the airship...

[twilightmalachite]

Raison d’être - A Premature Burial 5

Author: Akira

Characters: Shu, Mika

Translator: Mika Enstars

"(…Ah, Nazuna-nii sent me a message sayin’ somethin’ like, “you haven’t replied, what’s happening?” Sorry to worry ya…)"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: The Itsuki's House Cellar

Several hours later. In the storage cellar of the Itsuki household villa…

Mika: Zzz, zzz…♪

(…Nnah? Oh shoot, I fell asleep!)

(I’m a bit jet-lagged from travelin’ back and forth between Japan and France, huh… It’s also strangely dim an’ quiet here, so I got sleepy.)

(Ummm, ahh, looks like several hours have passed already. Anyone other than family was too much in the end, so I had t’stay back.)

(Are ya doin’ okay alone, Oshi-san?)

(But well, I am nothin’ more than jus’ a freeloader, I honestly don’t have any right to meddle into family affairs…)

(I remember this, this feelin’ slightly alienated.)

(Nothin’ I can do about that, though. I’m not Oshi-san’s family.)

Mika: (… …)

(…Ah, Nazuna-nii sent me a message sayin’ somethin’ like, “you haven’t replied, what’s happening?” Sorry to worry ya…)

(I’ll reply sayin’, “All is good~, I’m a lil’ jet-lagged and slept”.)

(“Right now, Oshi-san’s talkin’ to his family about what actually happened with his Grandfather.”)

(“From what Oshi-san’s sayin’, it doesn’t seem his Grandfather’s actually passed away, or anythin’ that serious.”)

(“Simply another of his lies, so t’speak.”)

(“But, it’s been a while and he’s still not back yet, I wonder if there’s trouble. I’m kinda worried…” …Hm, writin’ somethin’ like this will have Nazuna-nii worryin’ too.)

(“Seems like everythin’s all good here, so don’t worry too much.” …There. ♪)

(“Thank ya fer carin’ about me. Even though you have nothin’ to do with us anymore, Nazuna-nii.”)

(…Wait, treatin’ Nazuna-nii like a stranger like this might get him depressed.)

(Nnah~… I’m no good at this no matter how hard I try at it. I just wanna give a normal reply.)

(Well, that’s good, I’ll send… There. ♪)

(…I have nothin’ left to do.)

(Oshi-san told me to pass the time by rummaging through the things here as I wish…)

(But what kinda place is this? A storage room? Though I heard that when Oshi-san was a child, he sorta made it into his own room at his convenience.)

(Originally, the cellar was made for his madman Grandfather to toss any junk he collected elsewhere into. There really are quite a lotta strange things in here.)

(I also have a habit of pickin’ up and collectin’ junk too, so I feel like I understand his Grandfather a bit more…)

(Or maybe, that’s why Oshi-san told me to wait here.)

(Heheh. Allow me t’appreciate the collection of a “like-minded” fellow!)

(Ahaha, all the junk here’s is splendid… At the Antique Market, I heard somethin’ about how they often sell off valuables here.)

(Hm? Whats this, a book with a lock? Is this somethin’ like a diary?)

(What an unusual dial lock… It’s inscribed with letters instead of numbers. So it’ll open if ya spell out a certain word?)

(It’s like solvin’ a riddle! That’s interestin’. I’ll use my spare time tryin’ t’solve it.)

(Though it’s someone else’s diary, so I shouldn’t look at it. Even if I do unlock it, I won’t be able t’see what’s inside, but… Hmmm, I wonder if I can find any hints anywhere.)

(Hm~… There’s ain’t anythin’ written on the cover.)

(Oh, but there’s a book over there with the same type of bindin’ as this (alleged) diary!)

(Let’s see, this one has a title of sorts written on it… “The Taming of the Shrew”[1]?)

(I wish I were more educated, I can’t get a hint from this at all.)

Shu: —What are you messing around with?

Mika: Nnaaah!?

Y-y, ya scared meee! Don’t suddenly talk from behind me like that, I thought my heart would jump outta my mouuuth!

Shu: Hmph. If you don’t want to lose your vital organs, you better sew your mouth shut, then.

More importantly, Kagehira, things have gotten a bit troublesome… I’d like to ask for your assistance, if you don’t mind.

Mika: Nnah? Of course I don’t! I’ll always be of use to ya, Oshi-san~♪

Hm, huh? I just realized yer holdin’ Mado-nee in yer arms.

Don’t ya keep her somewhere safe whenever you gotta hurry back home like this, so ya don’t scratch her when movin’ about? Usually?

Shu: Hmph. I thought you had grown, but you’re still lacking when it comes to aesthetics.

This child here is not Mademoiselle. Although, she does look quite similar, doesn’t she?

I’d like to discuss some things with you, including that, so let’s move elsewhere. It’s unbearably dusty here.

It reminds me of when I was a child, when I was foolish and helpless, you see.

Mika: … …

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1. A comedy written by Shakespeare. The plot depicts the story of Petruchio, the male lead, and the female lead Katherina, a stubborn "shrew" who is unwilling to respond to his courtship. The plot involves the "taming" of her through various methods to try to turn her into an obedient bride. I recommend reading a more detailed synopsis if you want to catch the small hints/references throughout the story!

[saorikuhara39]

May 2023 Special Feature: Happy Anniversary Days feat. Mammon, Barbatos

May 2023 issue of B'sLOG Obey Me translation Special Feature: Spend the Special Day Together ♪ Happy Anniversary Days feat. Mammon, Barbatos (On sale Mar 2023)

Be it a birthday, or first experience, or the day when your thoughts for each other are shared together - we asked the guys to share their stories of important anniversaries that brought warmth to their hearts. Enjoy the exclusive interview that makes one happy after reading ♪

MAMMON

ANNIVERSARY - 4th August / Jackpot at the Shadow Races

① Do you have any memorable stories on the topic of 'birthday'? It was my first birthday since that human came. During that time I got lotsa letters from 'em and everyone else. It's like I was being given one lifetime's worth. I still read 'em from time to time. Ya know, when I spend time with the whole lot of 'em, I felt super duper happy... ah, no, ya ain't hearing nothin'.

② Please tell us about your special 'anniversary'. No way I'd forget the day I hit it big at the Shadow Races with my 100x payout ticket for the first time I played. Well, t'was beginner's luck after all!

③ Today is an 'anniversary' to celebrate with your loved one. How will you celebrate? If we're gonna celebrate our anniversary with 'em, we shoulda rent out the Devil's Coast and have lotsa good time together! Oh, by the way, we ain't doin' Hellish Descent and Devil's Mansion! Why, ya ask?... I ain't tellin'!

④ Please leave a message of promise to your loved one for next year's 'anniversary'. It's always nice to be spending a relaxing time in a place where no one can disturb us. Aight, let's go out for a ride on my Demonio! I'll look for us a nice cottage. ......Of course, we'll stay the night, right?

BARBATOS

ANNIVERSARY - 26th July / The day the Young Master successfully tied his tie by himself

① Do you have any memorable stories on the topic of 'birthday'? It would be last year's birthday, after thinking about it. Young Master asked "Surely there’s something else you want?", but I was a little troubled because I could not come up with a request that I thought would satisfy him... but for that reason, I have had a wonderful day that is irreplaceable. (Note: On his '22 birthday event story, it was about experiencing other people's hobbies)

② Please tell us about your special 'anniversary'. 26th of July. The Young Master mastered the plain knot at 19:47 on this day. He had a bit of trouble with it, so I was deeply moved. There are many more memorable dates related to the Young Master.

③ Today is an 'anniversary' to celebrate with your loved one. How will you celebrate? If I am spending a special day with that someone, I want to treat them to a Seasonal Demon Flush. It is a rare tea in Devildom that is harvested only once every 500 years, and I have not had it for quite some time. I would love to brew it for them because it has an aroma that none else has.

④ Please leave a message of promise to your loved one for next year's 'anniversary'. I make no promises to leave a day available for you next year... but I will try to do so whenever possible. If you feel the same way, I am confident that we will be able to make it happen.

[daily-mizuki-water]

I might give you a life my predicament update because all the other pharmacies scare me but first are you okay? You've got a lot of undecipherable letters going on,,

- 🦇

P.S. Sorry if I caused you rabies

I'm fine, other than the rabies.. and the rain.. and the curses.. thanks for asking! You might not have been the one to give me it.. there's a lot of animals out there and I've been bitten by all of them.

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[akuaya-eng]

(Main story) Chapter 5 - Episode 6

- CALAMITY TRIGGER -

Rosé

Hm hmm~ hmmm ♪ Huh~? Something feels off… Hello, Is anyone there~?

…Oh, it's big bro and Vanis! What~, you've already figured it out? That's boring. Vanis, did you read the letter, the one addressed to me? I would've told you if you asked~! Are you interested in my mysterious activities?

Hey, it's not too late, you can join--

Adder

Rosé. What are you planning with the Gloriosa family?

Rosé

Huh. Big bro, are you angry?

Vanis

… Just noticing now?

Rosé

Eh, yeah. Big bro only makes that face when he's a little bit angrier than usual, right?

Vanis

If that's the case, he's had that face for quite a while before you showed up.

Rosé

What~!? So, he's been angry for a long time? What's wrong, big bro? Did something happen? Want me to listen to your story?

Vanis

Is he really not doing this on purpose? In a way, it's impressive, Rosé.

Rosé

Vanis, you compliment me quite often.

Vanis

I guess. But I'm not praising you.

Rosé

If you like me that much, I'd like you to help me with my research ♪ So… what was it again? Oh, right, what I'm planning with the Gloriosa family? Thanks for asking! So~, a huge number of humans are supposed to die! Where was it. Oh, right, around the outskirts of the Aquilegia Empire?

Anyway, the location doesn't matter, but they're going to cause a calamity there. Tons of people will die. Their souls will be up for grabs. Isn't that great? In exchange, I shared a bit of my technique with the Gloriosa family ❤️

Vanis

And you plan to use all those souls for your research, right?

Rosé

Exactly! There might even be more than I need~, so I thought I'd eat the rest. But there's gonna be too much, so I'll share some with you and big bro ♪

Vanis

I'll pass. Even as a fallen angel, human souls don't suit my taste.

Rosé

You're still saying that? Just give up. I know your type gets hooked eventually ♪

Adder

It's too much for the Gloriosa family alone… Who's leading them?

Rosé

As expected of big bro, you're so smart~. I definitely feel like wasn't a pure Gloriosa devil. What was the name again… I forgot, but I believe it was a former fallen angel. Maybe one of Vanis' friends?

Vanis

……

Rosé

Oh, and they said something else interesting. They plan to have the calamity caused by a failure.

Adder

…! Are they planning to incorporate that failure? What's the point of using them?

Rosé

They were rambling about something, but I wasn't listening. I don't care who causes it. As long as it happens quickly and kills lots of humans ♪ that's all that matters ♡

Adder

………

Rosé

Oh, what happened to that Gloriosa guy? We were making good progress, but he got greedy and asked for more of my wonderful techniques~. I came here to set him straight. Vanis, has anyone been here?

Vanis

Yes. And they're gone. Look… near your feet.

Rosé

Feet…? Oh~, this big stain!? Oh no, he ended up like this~? If I had come a bit earlier-- I could have let him experience those techniques to his heart's content ♪ What a shame. Really~, what a shame…

Vanis

… Not that you were trying to help him. As expected of Rosé.

Rosé

He was too familiar. Going on about Gloriosa this and Belladonna that. Instead of chatting, he should've caused the calamity already. Right? Vanis, you think so too, right?

Vanis

Yes… It seems Adder was right.

Rosé

Hm? What are you mumbling about?

Adder

… I see, I get it now.

Rosé

Hey. Big bro~? Hello~?

Adder

………

Rosé

Both Vanis and big bro are grumbling… Oh well ♪ Can I go home now?

Adder

--Wait.

Rosé

Geez~, I've told you everything. Is there more?

Adder

Of course. You cooperated with the enemy, the Gloriosa family. You'll be punished for that. Look forward to it.

Rosé

Oh! So that's why you were angry!? Fine~. Let me know when you decide the punishment ♡ Vanis, let's go home together ♪

Vanis

I'm going home, but I won't help with your research.

Rosé

You're so stingy. (walk away)

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Adder

… Now that I think about that time…

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???

…Uh…

Vanis

It's happening again.

Adder

Everyone is so talkative.

???

… No… This calamity… It's orchestrated... the red moon…

Adder

… A ghost related to the calamity of the scarlet moon.

Vanis

………

???

The prince is… not the beginning. Just… a device. The beginning is another… more evil… And not alone…

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Adder

…......

(thinking) The specter that appeared then… said the "Red Moon Calamity" wasn't caused by Dia. That bastard is just a device… Is there something to this matter...?

…! Typical Rosé, incredibly lucky. Seems I won't have to kill him. Pitiful Gloriosa, you'll be used for the benefit of the Belladonna family.

Curse's Voice

…Oh…oh…

Adder

How annoying… It's from that ship, huh?