/jp/ - Otaku Culture

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Things had gone well up to the point. The food and drink had flowed freely, and everyone had much as they wanted. The more I got to know Yuuka, the more I got to know the woman beneath the terrifying mask she was known for. She was so charming and intelligent, I never would have imagined such story telling skills from a woman of her repution . Hana for once, was acting like how a teenage girl should, free of any worry about the future and wanting to enjoy her youth, loving all the attention given to her. Even Mima seemed to enjoy herself. I caught what could almost be a smile on her face a few times. It was going so well, the social faux pass made by Tewi admitting she was having relations with Anon was forgotten soon enough. But something as simple as a door opening can ruin a mood.

All heads turned to the intruder. Yukari was as unwelcome as being thrown into an ice cold lake and just as sobering. It was like the last few drinks had just vanished from my system, although I’d they didn’t. The dulled senses of drunkenness would be so much better then feeling of stress flooding my body and grasping my heart in its claws. But I wasn’t the only one feeling the pressure. All around me, the others guests bristled with energy, ready for anything. I glared over to Yuuka, and it seemed like the amicable and talented woman I had known was a lie as she stared ahead, parasol literally glowing with energy born of rage. Mima was the same, staff out and crackling with some sort of magic that I dared not dwell on. As I tried to breath in and calm my heart, I silently pleaded they would get the message. Even I understood why Yukari was here. It was a trap. She had to have some plan, an ace up her sleeve to come here away from the protection that the HSE provided. To attack her would to fall into her hands. But also if a fight between all these powerhouses, then everyone that couldn’t stand up to them would die in the crossfire. I wasn’t going to die like this. Just be cowardly for once, please.

My prayers were answered in the form of a small rabbit. Tewi had bounced up and with a few words and a kiss, had attracted all eyes on her and made everyone focus again on the party. The party lurched forward, not dead but close to it. I moved towards Marisa as Yukari made her entrance, feeling safer with her nearby. I had to say something, anything to look natural and keep the mood flowing. I opened my mouth and said the first thing to come to find.

“I had to give away most of my old baby stuff, just thought you should know, sorry” Real smooth Kosuzu. I glanced up to Yukrai, she was ignoring me, good. Marisa sighed and put a hand on her stomach, not paying attention, not that I minded much.

“It’s fine, we can worry later” Marisa groaned, eyes fixed on the intruder. Her face flushed, forced into a grimace like she was about to be sick. Ah, all this stress could not be good at her or her children. I tried my best to keep things natural. How we needed to get her house ready for the children, potential books they could learn to read from. Speaking of books, if we got out of here I needed to ask her about those books she borrowed a long time ago. Mamizou’s approach made me put those put those thoughts out of mind for a bit. She didn’t say anything, but her reason for coming over was clear. But it didn’t do too much to make me feel better. My heart thumping hard in my chest, as it were a wild animal trying to free itself from a trap. I took a few ragged breaths, hoping to calm myself, but a glimpse of long blond hair made my knees wobble. Mamizou and Marisa both looked on, concerned.

“I just need to lay down for a bit, I’ll be fine” I said. Me having to get rushed off to the doctor would set off all the tension in the air, and it wouldn’t be good for me, clearly. I flopped down on thew couch, trying to shut off all outside sighs and sound and focus on my body, trying to reign my heart into its normal rhythm. I was never all that good at mediation. Some of the dolls, driven by whatever strange motivation exists for them, floated down onto my body, holding me close. A shield or a blanket, I couldn’t tell. It felt nice, I just had to close my eyes for a few minutes and then-

Someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes, the dolls not already distrusted noticed this and flew off before I could sit up. Aunn’s face was there to great me. “Miss Kosuzu, we’re having the cake, join us!”