/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>46071028
>>46071024
nasty loophole there, huh. Since Yukari is pregnant and Eirin specifically said she couldn't control the gender of the child, calling Sekai 'your daughter' doesn't align with Sagume's power. Though referring directly to Sekai or her existence ass-raped Goro-san… Eh, at least he got the buttfuck he was seeking for with his trans tendencies.
>Flan stabbing them
thank you very much for including that, Anon~
also, about the room, I recall you asked me if I could make them a room. If you want I can write that chapter, but if you want to do it yourself go for it, have no plans for Ran at the moment.
thanks for the chapters!

>>45300586
does she have exclusive petting rights? The cat is free to be patted by anyone with good intentions!

>>44903445
a true chenchad

>>44878759
(2/4)
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The first day was okay. The second, confusing. One week later, worrying. Chen didn't want to visit for a week, and it affected Anon. Confusion, fear, and anxiety led the man to ask himself again and again if he had done something to push her away, but I knew that wasn't the case. Chen is terrible in keeping feelings hidden, and some glances gave me an idea of what was passing inside her little head: fear. Fear of something... Or someone?

That's what I expect to discover.

My break just begun, and as I headed to Anon's room I could see the formation of a lie and excuse on the bakeneko's face, "Chen." I stopped her cold, her tails tensing with the stern intonation. "It's been a week—he misses you." I was surprised with her body trembling at that, tails falling and anxiety budding in every inch of her frame, ears down. Why such a fearful reaction?

She gulped nothing. "I... Chen hasn't been feeling very well, and I think I'm getting sick and don't want to pass it on to Mr. Anon; he's human after all, and he may already be—no, no, sorry... I..." Each word added a layer of shivers, and it was like she's being judged—the anxiety she exudes feels old. Whatever she doesn't want to say has been terrorizing her for some time now.

Oh, Chen...

Kneeling slightly and elegantly, my hands catching each of her arms, stopping her babble. She looks at me wide-eyed, tiny body shaking, and sees nothing but a motherly smile and patience: 'Take your time. I'm here. I love you.'

Chen was crying.

Pulling her up like a baby—her nails sinking into my gown, clutching for dear life—I walk towards Anon's room, one hand drawing circles on her back and just letting her cry. Simple glares were enough to dissuade prying employees, and I held Chen's face against my shoulder. It took no time for her mouth to form words and cleanse her heart of whatever she was holding back:

"Mr. Anon... said to not hide things from other people... That it hurts them—I knew it, yet... I was so afraid to look at him again. I feel hurt for hiding." She sniffed. "But I'm also hurt because he hides so many things! Yukari also hides—everyone hides, and I don't understand anything! I hate lies and owmi-o-nmi...—o-omissions!" Rage born from love. "And I tried to keep it to myself, I did—adults hide because they care, right? Because it may hurt those they like…" A bargain with nothing but things to lose. Oh, Chen—my precious Chen... "But every day I've been afraid, I've been mad at myself, and I cry alone beneath the bridge back home 'cause I don't want to worry you two..."

I could feel my eyes fill with tears. Not now, Ran—later.

She needs you now.

"In the end, I've just hurt myself and Mr. Anon," she affirmed, streaming tears calming down as her chest threw away the trash. "What do I do, Ran?"

"What caused this, Chen?"

She stays quiet for a moment, thinking, but it comes out; "Yukari talked to me. I asked about Mr. Anon, and she... I think she lied..." I nod quietly, my heart skipping a beat, that threat that haunts my heart coming to the surface being promptly snuffed. "Why can't I know the truth about this place? About Mr. Anon being here?"

My precious Chen, this hurts so much, but...

"Chen." I call her attention, guiding her face to look at mine. My brows are low, and no smile paints my teary-eyed face. "Would you want to know the truth... even though it may kill someone?"

Her eyes went wide, mouth slightly agape, an alien concept just dawning on her: the lies, omission—they have a motive to be there.

Breaking them may kill someone.

"Mr. Anon don't want to be here, but he can't leave either. If he'd leaves, something terrible could happen to someone he loves." Chen looks like a balloon that just deflated, and it hurts my soul. Telling lies hurts over time, but such harsh truth? The other options of keeping lying and telling the truth are much, much worse. "But this is not remaining like this forever, okay? Someday, Mr. Anon will be free—and we three will have lots of fun!"

A tinge of hope paints her eyes, and it's everything I need.

Opening the door to the fake shrine, Chen just now noticing where we are; the first thing we see are the expecting eyes of an anxiety-ridden man sitting on the stairs and looking at us like we are made of diamonds. He gets up and, slowly, makes his way towards us, me putting Chen on the ground—she tries to take a step back, but something inside her body stops her, and, when Anon is just in front of us, she bows, "I-I'm swo sorry, M-Mr. Anon! I didn't come to v-visit! A-And I—"

And then Chen is locked in the tightest of hugs.

"You baka-neko! I missed you so much!" He spins around, laughing. "I thought I had committed a sin and would never see you again—I'm so happy, you big idiot!"

Then the two are laughing, not stopping even when they fall to the ground, and it's beautiful and I—

My smile falters, tasting Old Magic in the air. Ah, Yukari just left...

... 'His light'. My smile returns.