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[Translation] Shylock Sonatina 2025 SSR Card: Let me serve you

The event is crazy lol. Enjoy seeing Shylock almost makes himself killed by Oz-- Characters: Shylock, Oz, Akira Event: Sonatina of the Perverse and Intoxicating Service

Card Story: Whispered words, sweet and deep.

Episode 1

Akira: Oz, could you help me move that case over there? It's a bit heavy...

Oz: Understood.

The lounge of the "Selfish and Laid-back Servants" is being hosted by Shylock.After a hugely successful business day, we are preparing to return to the Magic Manor.

Akira: Shylock, is this stylish bottle of juice something we should take back to the Manor?

Shylock: No, let's drink it here. Would you like to join me for a break?

Akira: Wow, really? Then I'll gladly accept...

Oz: .……..

Shylock: Lord Oz, please join us if you'd like.

Oz: No, I...

Akira: I won't force you, but I'd be happy if you could drink with us, Oz.

Oz: ...If it's a request from the Sage.

Shylock: Then please, both of you, sit here.

Akira: ...Thinking about it again, "Selfish and Laid-back Servants" is quite a theme, isn't it?I I also received a request from a customer, but when it came time to do it, I became flustered...

Shylock: Fufu, I think to the customers, your naivety was also part of your charm. Don’t you think so too, Lord Oz?

Oz: …You did your best. There's no need to worry.

Akira: You two... thank you! If there's another time, I'll do my best!

Shylock: In that case, instead of waiting for another time, how about we have a little role-playing now?

Akira: Huh, now?

Shylock: Yes, I'll play the role of a customer, and you can freely play the role of a "selfish and laid-back servant" in your own way.

The special liqueur honey that overflows from your action will surely have a special taste that no one else can create.

A special taste... That is proof that we were able to satisfy the customers who visited this lounge.The magical tool for storing the honey is now empty and sits at the back of the counter.

Akira: (Offering something to Shylock is nerve-wracking, but since it's a good opportunity, let's do it.)

Encouraged by Shylock's words, I quietly turn my gaze to Oz, who’s standing at the counter seat.

Akira: Um, if you'd like, Oz...

Oz: I don't intend to playing house.

Akira: Ah, of course, you don't have to be a servant! I just thought it would be nice if I could serve various customers when I had the chance. It's okay if you just stay as you are...

Oz: ...In that case, I will accept.

Shylock: To think that the day would come when I would sit next to Lord Oz as a customer... I'm a little nervous myself.

Oz: There is no need for customers to interact deeply with each other.

Shylock: Fufu, yes, I'll keep that in mind and enjoy myself as well.

Episode 2

Oz: ...

Akira: (I wonder if I can manage this with Oz and Shylock...)

While I nervously wipe the glasses, the door bell rings with a "chime."

Shylock: Hello. Are you open?

Akira: ...! (Shylock is acting like a customer. Then, I should act like a selfish servant...)

Akira: Wha, what are you here for?

Shylock: Haha, what am I here for? To drink some wine, of course. Excuse me, sir, would you mind if I sit next to you?

Oz: .…..

Akira: (He’s talking casually to Oz! It's so refreshing...!)

Shylock: You're a very polite servant. Are you new? And... I don't think I've seen you before either? Perhaps you're a traveler? I'd love to hear some stories.

Akira: (He's putting his hand on Oz's shoulder... He's being quite pushy, I wonder if it's okay?)

Oz: .……

Akira: (Oh... I guess it didn't work...)

Just when I feel Oz's quiet anger and my back turns cold, Shylock smoothly moves closer to Oz and whispers something in his ear.

Shylock: Please forgive my rudeness. It's all part of the act to entertain Master Sage.

Oz: .…… ...There won't be next time.

Shylock: Thank you for your understanding. Now then, little servant. I'll have a red wine. And you, traveler?

Oz: I'll have the same.

Akira: (Oz went along with it? I don't know what happened, but... Okay! Now it’s my turn...!) I'm not in the mood. Both of you, don't give me orders.

After saying those powerful words, both of their gazes turn towards me.

Akira: (Uh oh… I hope I didn't make them feel bad... It's harder than I imagined to be selfish while still entertaining them...)

While frantically searching for my next line, I suddenly meet Shylock's eyes.

Akira: (...How would Shylock handle this?)

I pick up a bottle with a stylish label that is on the counter.

Akira: Instead of wine, I'm in the mood for this juice right now. I think we'll enjoy a different flavor than usual if we drink it together... Will you grant my selfish request?

Shylock: (Oh. This is... Fufufu) Of course, this is your bar after all. What about you, sir?

Oz: Yes. If that's what you wish.

Akira: (Great!)

I finally feel like I'm getting the hang of it. Feeling my tense body relax, I pour juice into the three glasses.

Akira: Then... to this encounter... Cheers!

Shylock & Oz: Cheers.

Episode 3

Thanks to the cheerful customer and the quiet traveler, time passes enjoyably--When the role-playing comes to an end, Shylock returns to the counter, and Oz quietly leaves the lounge.

Akira: That was... It ended up feeling like a drinking party towards the end, didn't it? Oz seemed to be drinking quite a bit too...

Shylock: Because it was Master Sage who was playing the role of the selfish servant that Lord Oz was able to watch over us warmly, I'm sure. I also got carried away and went a little overboard.

Akira: You certainly gave me a bit of a scare when you put your hand on Oz's shoulder...

Shylock: I apologize for making you worry. But I'm glad that I was able to deliver both thrill and pleasure to Master Sage.

Akira: I'm glad it worked out somehow. Actually, I based this performance on Shylock.

Shylock: Oh, really? So that means that from your perspective, I'm... "selfish and laid-back"?

Akira: What!? N-no!! I don’t mean you're selfish, not at all! Shylock is always true to himself no matter who he's with... I felt that he’s very charming to talk to, so I thought it might give me some hints, so...

Shylock: Fufu, I'm just kidding. It's not my intention to make you uncomfortable. It was a very refreshing experience to be able to know how you see me.

Akira: Thanks god... hearing that makes me feel relieved. Speaking of refreshing, I was surprised that you weren't using honorifics, Shylock! Even though I knew it was acting, I was a little nervous...

Shylock: Oh, I'm glad you enjoyed it. However...

Akira: ......?

Shylock: .........

Akira: (Ah.........)

A bewitching smile approaches closely, making my heart jump.Then, as if toying with my heart, Shylock whispers sweetly in my ear.

Shylock: I wanted to see more of your own selfishness, not just imitating mine.

Akira: Sh-Shylock!? This is also part of the act, right!?

Shylock: ......Well, I wonder? I want to taste the honey created because Master Sage’s pleased with my words...

Akira: Huh, honey...?

Shylock: I'm more selfish than you think I am, you know…

Akira: !?!?!?

The last whispered words, sweet and deep, vibrate my eardrums-- Beside me, who was about to get dizzy, I heard the sound of a drop falling with a "plop."

Card Episode: In a natural and comfortable way

Akira: Good evening.

Shylock: Welcome. It's unusual to see you so late at night.

Akira: Actually... I took a nap and now I can't fall back asleep.

Shylock: Fufu, adorable. I was just hoping for someone to talk to myself. If you don't mind, would you keep me company until you get sleepy? Please, have a seat.

Akira: ...It's really different after all.

Shylock: Master Sage?

Akira: Oh, I'm sorry! I was just thinking about how I imitated you a little while back, after we opened a lounge in the Western Country the other day. I ended up acting pretty self-centered, but the real thing is completely different. Even if you're acting as you please, you don't make others feel you’re selfish, and you make them feel comfortable...

Shylock: You're a sinful one. It’s you who makes me feel comfortable.

Akira: Huh?

Shylock: I suddenly want a drink myself. Would you join me?

Akira: Of course!

Shylock: Thank you. I was hoping to put you to sleep as soon as possible, but... please allow me this selfish request.

=== Home-screen Voiceline ===

"Welcome, Owen. I had a feeling you'd come, so I prepared some sweet cocktail recipes. I have a wide variety to choose from, from refreshing fruit-based ones to rich, creamy ones. Please, help yourself to whatever you like."

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ymkr boys haunt me in my dreams :'((

est, kuchen and emilio appeared in my dream last month and i still think about it til to this day. they're my ultimate favs in the game and to think they visited me :')

i miss them so much i can't believe ymkr got eos

ymkr eos might be real but at least we're getting complete mainsto + offline version 🥹 we might not get any new content for the oshis but they will 4ever live on in our hearts...

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oh my god??

OH MY GOD??? THAT?? NERO CARD?? IM GONNA TWEAK OUT HES SO.. JRHH BFF NNKKMMM HES SO CUTE,, I LOVEH IMMSNKK

I want him.

i think i just saw the pearly gates of heaven. my funeral is when the ndxt mhyk ep drops. ty all.

— that nero anon

my stomach HURTSSSSSSS that card is so foul i actually started wanting him too like 😭🙏 on god nero u foul man

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MOONRISE!

hand holding with the northern wizards

gender neutral reader

✧˖°.☪︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖☁︎ MITHRA

Mithra holds your hand with the kind of greed only a wizard is capable of feeling. It’s hard to understand a man like him, who’s experienced both fear, ostracization, melancholy, and loss with a straight face and a surprisingly vulnerable heart, and why he would take such an interest in someone like you. But like the Northern wizard he is, he believes the safest place for you is within arm’s reach, and even moreso, when your fingers are interlaced with his.

Mithra holds your hand as if you’re the only one that could understand him. You can’t comprehend the emotions that the second most powerful wizard might feel, but you’re the only one who gets to be this close to him. He wants to hold your hand whenever it strikes his fancy—be it during one of his crazy fights with Oz, after a grueling mission, or even when he’s scarfing down whatever is in the kitchen with his (free) bare hand. He’s surprisingly clingy when it comes to you, like he’s relearning the simple joys of human emotion all over again.

Mithra holds your hand like you’re going to live forever. It isn’t so much that he doesn’t comprehend the shorter lifespans humans have in comparison to wizards, but all he cares about is the fact that you’re here with him right now. He’s acutely aware of how weak you are, how any Northern wizard could destroy you if they so desired, but you’re here with him with your hand in his. That’s all he wants to think about, and he’ll keep asking you to hold his hands day after day. Loss and grief are words he doesn’t want to associate with your fragile and fleeting life just yet, so please indulge him for as long as you possibly can. 

✧˖°.☪︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖☁︎ OWEN

Owen holds your hand as if he wants you to be aware of the fact that you’re human. Your bones are weak and brittle, your skin as delicate as freshly fallen snow. What is it that makes you so special to distinguish you from the countless other humans that have lived and died before his eyes? He doesn’t understand it. He doesn’t understand why he’s so drawn to you, why he feels this almost uncontrollable urge to just touch you, why it comes so unnaturally for him when it seems to come so naturally for everybody else around him. 

Owen holds your hand as if it’s the first time he does so. It very much might as well be. The way he touches you ranges from curious and shy all the way to voracious and insatiable. He’s learning to express himself; he wants to endear himself to you, but at the same time, it’s just so amusing to see what ways he can push you around. Are you afraid of him? Do you detest him? Feel ambivalent towards him? He plays this push-and-pull game with you, gauging you to see if you’re worthy of seeing the Owen past the gruesome mask he wears. 

Owen holds your hand like he wants you to become a part of him. He knows that on paper, the emotions he’s feeling can be summed up in four little letters, but actually knowing what to do and how to express it is an entirely different storm. How do you navigate an impossible relationship? Where does his façade as a Northern wizard start, and where does it end? And is there even room for you? Love is hard, and love is something he’s never confronted before. But with enough faith, maybe he can start with you, and pray that you’ll be able to coax him out of the hardened shell he’s grown dependent on for all this long. 

✧˖°.☪︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖☁︎ BRADLEY

Bradley holds your hand as if he doesn’t want to let go. How many times has he extended the same hand, only to end up stabbed in the back? That quantitative number doesn’t matter to him, as he’d do the same in a heartbeat, but this time around, he knows what he’s risking when your fingers curl around his. The many calluses around his palms attest to his long years both alone and surrounded by others, but they still remain gentle and welcoming so long as it’s you by his side. 

Bradley holds your hands with a firmness that could dispel any doubt. Being a leader is scary, especially when such a role is thrust on you, and sometimes convincing yourself that you’re capable and deserving of your dreams is the most difficult step of all. He wants to be your north star, someone you can depend on, someone who can share your burden and lift you out of the murky depths all at the same time. His belief will become your conviction, and Bradley wants nothing more than to share everything with you. Be it your deepest sorrow or the brightest joy, he understands how to savor the complexity of it all best.

Bradley holds your hand as if pleading you to trust him. What else can he be to you if he isn’t useful? Bradley isn’t someone that can do halfway, and if you aren’t willing to take the plunge with him, all he has left is the all-too-familiar unfamiliarity with the unwavering dark and the alone. All Bradley asks for is faith, and while Bradley knows that your faith is the single most greedy thing he could ask for, he needs you to search for his hands, clasp his palms to your chest, and to know that he will be your constant in a universe of unending unknowns.

✧˖°.☪︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖☁︎ SNOW

Snow holds your hands as if he is learning the difference between reverence and love. Perhaps what you feel for him is both—but after an eternity of worship, of fear, of discerning and discovering the fine line between connection and disparity from human to wizard, categorizing Snow neatly is impossible. What are your emotions towards him? Do you view him as an equal? A superior? A friend? A lover? Are you willing to buy into his act for the sake of simplicity, or are you brave enough to dare to peek behind the curtain? 

Snow holds your hand like you’re another chance. He doesn’t know if he’s deserving or even capable of normal love, not when all he’s known his entire life is the desire to chase after something out of his grip. He wants a love all consuming but also liberating, and he’s curious as to whether or not you find his tight grip an invitation to give yourself wholly or as a warning that he’s more or less a god capable of things beyond your imagination. How do you even love a man as long-lived and insane as he is? He desperately wants to know how he must appear in your eyes, how you unravel the mess that lays underneath the surface.

Snow holds your hand so that you won’t run away from him. This is your responsibility. He’s made the mistake of yearning for too much freedom, and he’s paid that price with an irredeemable fratricide. This is his idea of mercy, his way of telling you not to fall victim to the same folly he’s committed. He can bend worlds and make the wizards cower before him, so it’s only natural that he knows best. The line between respect, admiration, and obsession grows thinner and thinner with each year that passes by, and it’s only in the extreme that he can find a place to tuck you away.

✧˖°.☪︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖☁︎ WHITE

White holds your hand knowing that you are one of the few things that prove to him his existence. After a long eternity as a shell of his former self, it becomes inevitable that White questions how much of himself is his true self and how much of himself is the manifestation of Snow’s regret and desperate longing. The thrum of blood in your veins and the sensation of your skin are proof to him that the tightness in his chest is his own and the love he holds is his own.

White holds your hand as if he needs you to justify his existence. He wants you to rub your thumb over his bones, press your lips to the back of his hands, pinch him, scratch him, anything to make sure that everything he knows isn’t a hallucination. His love is necessity veiled thinly under the guise of fear, fear that one day you’ll recognize him for the falsehood he is and fear that you’ll no longer taste the bittersweet flavors of his love and swallow it down as a kind of betrayal. He’s haunted by his past and can no longer live in the present, and you’re the only thing he has that isn’t a part of Snow.

White holds your hand knowing he’s undeserving of your love. He’s a sinner: someone who broke the one rule of the world by somehow defying death’s inevitability and someone with so much blood on his hands that he can’t remember when his fingers and palms weren’t stained with all of his wrongdoings. But somehow you’ve remained, and as fickle and fragile as fate may be, he hopes he can return even an iota of your pure love with whatever scraps of humanity persist in his dead heart.

x

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w wwhere is rhat nero anon

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i feel like the mhyk fandom on here is 1 person and their hallucinations. WHERE DID EVERY1 GO FORWARD 2021❓❓

lmao. 💔 THATS SO REAL. nero & faust ARE NOT winning the idgaf war

ur so right tbh 😭 the tag is so dry i feel like churning out 3000 fics right now

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bros single handly carrying the mhyk x reader content.

HAJHA ❗❗ I LOVE HOW U WRITE NERO omg. hed so nonchalant but at the same timr NOT AT ALL . . :444

ive been writing mahoyaku for the past years now this is nothing to me #trust i love WEIGHTLIFTING!!! 🏋️‍♀️ also ur absolutely right hes a wannabe nonchalant hes a fake idgafer 🙄🙄 both him and faust r in the same category in that aspect

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hello! would you consider writing something for mahoyaku's faust please? i don't really have any ideas but i need more faust content! thank you!!

oh this is such a funny ask because faust is like my favourite in terms of who i like to write so i just pulled up one of my many drafts HAHHADHSJDB this is one of my shorter ones that i just threw together in discord impulsively 🫵 catboy faust be upon ye

no touching!

Faust only had one rule when he agreed to this mission: No touching.

He knew firsthand how much you liked cats. It'd be a blatant lie to say if he didn't understand the sentiment—he loved the feeling of fur brushing against his fingers, basking in the tranquility a cat's meow brings to him.

That rule was set in hopes that you wouldn't dare do anything funny. Of course, his fluffy ears and tail only made you more curious which made your fingers twitch with thinly veiled eagerness. He wouldn't let you do what you pleased, of course. He'd rather dig a hole and rot instead of granting your awfully indecent request which was—

"Can I touch your ears?" You pressed their hands together and pleaded. If Faust looked away, it would've been easy denying your absurd request but he was looking and he could see this strange sparkle in your eyes that made all the words stop in his throat. "Please?"

He has to forcefully peel his eyes away. He could not let himself be swayed by a mere question, not when he was so insistent on adding that personal rule.

"No." There was a momentary pause that made him consider his options but he shook his head almost immediately. "I agreed to this because you said you wouldn't ask."

"I didn't say I wouldn't! I just... said that I wouldn't touch you. So I thought it would be fine if I got permission."

Seriously?

"Well, it's still a no."

"It'll feel really good, I swear!"

Huh? What does that even mean?

"Cats really like it when I pet them so I'm sure I can do the same to you."

He can't tell for sure since he's never been on the receiving end but perhaps donning cat features made him more curious, dangerously so. He narrowed his eyes and his tail swayed involuntarily.

"In cat language, you're saying yes right now."

"Shush, I am not."

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u cannot fathom how much i was smiling through my algebra classes bc of your post. ILY I DECLARE MYSELF UR N1 FAN FROM NOW ON.

HAHAHA thank u sm! i'm glad you like it 😁 i looooooove writing mahoyaku so feel free to drop a request anytime 🫶 finding mahoyaku fans here in tumblr feels like looking for a needle in a haystack 😔

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ily already PLEASE DONT DISAPPEAR LIKE THE REST OF THE WRITERS ❗❗❗

seeing that u have request open. im jumping around in a hula hoop. wanted to ask for ANYTHING realted to nero in any way—dont know what format you may like the most so anything is ok 💔 idk how much do i even have to specify. srry. tumblr is seriously not the app im most familiar with. (IS THIS TOO CRINGE?)

ignore me im just second guessing atp.

i honestly need anything abt nero i cant survive in this economy

this is for my one (1) mahoyakkie follower in this blog i hope u enjoy my epiphany about nero + eggs

sunny side up? scrambled?

How do you like your eggs?

It seemed like a silly question at first. Nero knew that it was pretty embarrassing to linger on the question without ever trying to ask you before. To anyone else, it would be an odd question but it came from someone who had the most authority in the kitchen, performing magic with his hands as he prepared dishes beloved by the residents of the manor.

Which brings him back to the question. It's a universal ingredient, it's hard to go wrong with eggs with the number of ways it can be cooked but preference is important as his standing as the manor’s chef. So what was it? Sunny Side up? Scrambled? Poached?

With the way he's fretting so much over it, there was a little truth that emerged from his continuous pondering. When it comes to others, he usually likes to assume based on instinct or what he thinks suits best for the dish. Although he did think that satisfying preferences were a huge part of cooking up a scrumptious meal, he hasn't reached a point of overthinking it until now.

Seriously, it's just an egg! That's what Nero tried telling himself over and over.

It would be so much easier to walk up and ask you directly. But wouldn't that make him seem a little weird? No, probably not, he's the chef after all. But what if that was the case? No, no—this is really going to be the death of him at this rate. If anyone else had a taste of his thoughts, they'd probably pat his back and say something along the lines of “don't sweat it.”

He just wants to cook you a really nice meal. The one that'll perfectly suit your tastes. A kind of dish you'd want to eat everyday. The last thoughts made his ears turn a little red, that was basically synonymous to a lifelong commitment.

But nothing will happen unless he makes the first move. Nero laughed to himself, he thinks it's funny how this sort of question would be counted as the first move. How oddly fitting for a wizard to have an odd way of approaching love, too.

So forgive him for approaching you first thing in the morning when you enter the dining room, your face still in a daze from your sleep. He just wants to stand in front of you to ask the question he's been meaning to ask since forever.

“Hey, how do you like your eggs?”

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is this a mhyk writing blog... on the big 2025..?? am i dreaming.

yes... it's tough out here isn't it 😔 but yes! mahoyaku has been pretty much my biggest hyperfixation since early 2021 until now so feel free to send in any mhyk requests hehe

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hii ( ◠‿◠ ) i saw your requests were open and i was wondering if you could do hcs of being in a relationship with alma(+karma)? ik it's basic but i see no alma content everywhere and he's my favorite character of all time, ty! ｡(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

aah 😥 unfortunately alma is one of the characters i don't know much about before ymkr eos, more emphasis to karma too so i hope you understand that this is only for alma 🙇‍♀️

Despite his outgoing personality, it's difficult for some people to picture Alma in a steady relationship. The main culprits for this are his guildmates, of course, they were more than shocked when Alma suddenly revealed the existence of his lover. He doesn't want to boast—no, that's a lie. Daste couldn't count the number of times Alma pissed him off after he kept rambling on about you.

He makes sure everyone knows. Even in small conversations with new people, he makes it a habit to discreetly sneak in a mention of a special someone in his life. It makes it easier to ward away people with ulterior motives when they know his heart is fully taken by someone else.

This applies to public displays as well. Although he claims to have decorum, there are times where he'd forget his own standing and reach out to give you the biggest hug or cling to your hand as you let him drag you away to who knows where. He told you once that he'd try to tone it down but it's ironic that he has little to no discipline when it comes to you since the ending is always the same.

The staggering amount of love he has for is almost a little overwhelming. Alma isn't the type to hold back or the type to hide his feelings, for that matter. He constantly showers you with praises and affirmations of love and he hopes you do the same with him. It's enough to make him stop in his tracks, stare at you wordlessly as he admired the view of you standing in front of him, and think to himself that—

"... Haha! I must be the luckiest man in the world."

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sinner 000

in which the sinner gets her name from chief

zero x fem!chief

Sinner 000; that's her name. At least that's what the file told her. Chief briefly remembered the opportunity that presented itself in front of her when she dived into the depths of the alternate universe. The opportunity granted her the capability to remodel Sinner 000 to anything she'd like—from her name to her tragedies, the possibilities were endless.

If Chief wanted it, she could easily create a brand new sinner that would help her fight the neverending battle against Mania. A powerful sinner who was willing to lend her their power without any hidden motives. It was no different from creating a puppet and the notion itself made her shiver.

Needless to say, the fact that Sinner 000 was in the Bureau’s confinement said everything that needed to be said. Perhaps it was Chief’s innate desire to protect sinners that came into play but is that really all? Turning against the system was no small feat, and to do it all for a sinner who was already presumed dead?

Ah, it was all too vexing. She still had so much paperwork to do even after risking her life so recklessly but it was almost a comfort to experience the normalcy of her daily life after such a bizarre experience. The sinner’s file was still in front of her, almost begging to be read.

She picked it up, and then—“Chief!”

Speak of the devil.

“You're here.” In contrast to the sinner's cheery tone, her tone sounded more like dread rather than surprise.

“Eh, what's with that? You sound disappointed. Boohoo, I'm hurt.” Chief was used to her dramatic antics, the crocodile tears did nothing to shake her. More often than not, these types of things were often traps she laid out; she was just waiting for Chief to bite.

“I'm not disappointed. I was just surprised.” Chief’s gaze fell on the file again. The sinner’s eyes followed and her eyes lit up, her hands were quick to grab them, ignoring the way it clearly said it was confidential.

“Ooh, so you were reading about me! How cute. If you want to know more about me, you can just ask me directly.” She shot her a wink.

Chief closed her eyes.

“I suppose you're right.” Her reply made the sinner grin in response but the next question turned her head blank. “Let's start with your name.”

“My name?”

“I can't keep calling you Sinner 000, can I?”

“No, I guess not.” She tilted her head, pondering. “I never had a use for an actual name. Nobody knows me enough to bother making one.”

“Then let's make one for you now. A nickname, perhaps?”

The sinner’s eyes widened. It was one of the rare moments where Chief can see the blatant surprise on her face—it made her seem a bit more vulnerable, maybe even childish.

“Sure, if that's what you want.”

“Zero.”

“... Zero.” She tested out the name on her lips and giggled. “I like the sound of your voice calling me that. Sure, call me Zero.”

Chief sighed, a small smile decorating her face. “You say the strangest things. Other people are going to be calling you that too, you know?”

“Oh, but you're so special! It's my first name. A name I got from you. Is it so selfish of me to want you to be the only one who calls me that?”

“Don't be silly.” Zero stared at Chief when she let out a chuckle. “It'll become even more precious if more people use it. I won't be the only one who will know your name. I don't want your world to be so confined.”

There was a short silence. A few moments that made Chief slightly nervous at her silence. Zero would usually be laughing or barking back. She was greeted by a resigned sigh instead.

“Haah… you're so dense sometimes. But I knew that already… although that doesn't make this feel any better.” She pressed her index finger against Chief’s lips and leaned closer. “It's fine, I’ll win again you next time. You can have this round.”

“I wasn't aware that we were playing a game.” Chief replied, her lips moved against her finger, and gazed into Zero’s eyes. “Zero.”

When Chief called her name, Zero withdrew her hand almost immediately.

“That's a cheat code.”

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intro + rules

you can call me basil ! this is @basil-pot's writing account for these specific fandoms:

twisted wonderland, yumekuro, path to nowhere, mahoyaku, otoge, etc.

my asks are open 24/7 and i'm open to taking requests depending on the prompt + character and, of course, if time permits me to write.

please do not send me nsfw requests as i do not write nsfw content. this goes for other topics such as incest, non-con, pedophilia, etc. any ask that goes against this rule will be deleted.

all non-writing posts will be tagged with #basilpot

masterlist: wip

status: open for requests!

[vanrouchu]

i.. want to start writing for twst again...!

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😂😂😂😂 sinner 000 ptn

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i MIGHT go back to twisted wonderland