/jp/ - Otaku Culture

When I returned to reality, a week had passed. I liberated myself from the mouse and keyboard for the first time in several dozen hours and entered the bathroom. Reflected in the mirror was an unbelievably dangerous person—in short, me. The stubble from not shaving, my greasy hair, empty eyes, slack jaw... a dropout, unemployed hikikomori who anyone would avoid, who no one would want to go near... a dirty, disheveled, stinking, nightmarish...
A lolicon stood there.
“Ugh.” I weakly slid onto the bathroom floor.
How could things have come to this?
What had been done could never be undone. I had ... I had collected lolita images from all over the world. And I hadn’t been satisfied with images alone. I had even gotten involved with video data, in formats like MPEG and RealMovie. My 30GB hard drive was full of the indecent bodies of little girls who, in truth, I pitied.
I can’t go on. I just can’t go on. A lolicon hikikomori is pretty much the worst thing ever. I’m less than human. I’m a monster. I can’t keep living. I can never walk in the light of day again.
True, I certainly was a hikikomori. I was fairly certain that I wasn’t a lolicon, though. My tastes were pretty conventional, and I had, in fact, even liked older women. Even so, now...
“Ahhh ... hunh hunh!” Unbearable sobs poured forth, and my tears gushed onto the floor. They were tears of atonement. Yes, I acknowledged my mistakes, and I wanted to reform myself now. I wanted to change. But it was already too late.

I wonder if mirrormoon's done with the installer yet.

>>614217
And Saya

who the fuck gives a shit about him and Megatokyo? NOONE!

This is now an Saya thread.

DON'T SAY YOU'RE GOING TO TRANSLATE SOMETHING AND THEN LEAVE EVERYONE HANGING