The Light Within The Rain
Chop Chop Chop
Within the confines of a room, the sound of a knifes sharp-end hitting the cutting board echoed throughout. Within this confined space stood a woman with black hair, her eyes glimmers in dark silver.
As she cuts the vegetables into chunks, she heaves a sigh, letting her thoughts wander. ' Hiroto sure is late.... Then again, I suppose waiting for the rain to weaken is the best option. '
' Although... That dum-dum of a nephew, sure knows how to make others worry. ' She grumbled, pouting.
She entertains her thought with a chuckle as she looked at the weakened rain, preparing some meals.
Bubble Bubble
The broth boils within the pot as it stands on the stove.
Spotted by the woman who's youth showed through her figure, toned down the heat. Letting the broth rest in its own warmth.
As the broth rested withing the pot, the strong aroma spread throughout the room. Overpowering the the scent of the strengthening rain from above.
"I'm home~ " A dimmed voice echoed in her ear.
Smiling to herself, she fixed up her hair in a pony, greeting this familiar guest that lived throughout her life.
Step Step Step
Her footstep echoed throughout the hallway. Only stopping once she finally met this all too familiar guest...
"Welcome ho-" Her welcoming voice was cut off as the sound of water dripping. Yet, her eyes was caught by his dazed reaction to her arrival.
She pouted at the boy before huffing out. " What? Can't her aunt greet her nephew back? "
This was nothing new to their life. Yet, under rain that has become stronger, his face showed a reaction as if it was the first time she have done this.
' Seriously, what's wrong with these youths these
days ' Her thoughts grumbled as she got closer to her nephew. Who's uniform and bags are wet, only leaving the hair and face dry.
Putting her arms on her waist as she questioned with a pout. " Where's your umbrella?! "
" Don't tell me you gave it to her instead of sharing!? " She says in shocked.
Under normal circumstances this reasonong seems farfetched. But , lately, Hiroto has been showing some interest on his friend.
Throughout her single life of having a massive crush on 2d men this was nothing new.
What's new to her though, is that fact that it's a 3d girl.
" You'll never get a girlfriend if you keep avoiding the opportunities, you know. " She says in a matter-of-fact tone, as if she was a sage of many experiences on having nonexistent romance.
Her snarky remark stood in contrast to his blank stupor. The lack of reaction that stood in contrast to hers, made her worry.
Usually, anyone that has their crush revealed would be embarrassed. Yet, under normal circumstances, he would just blush and stutter, sometimes even retorting back...
But...
This was different...
This was serious...
Her thoughts wander, as she look at him, seemingly frozen in the moment. She spoke out her thoughts.
" You... Got rejected, huh... " She could only conclude.
Silence
Amidst the silence and his lack of reaction, she raised her arms wide in a welcoming embrace of comfort.
He stayed still at her solemn gaze. Sighing to herself, she moved forward. Embracing his cold body in a warm hug.
She spoke in comfort as she pats his back. " Atleast you tried. "
Like an understanding mother, she comforted him. "There, there, there are other girls out there. "
She comforted him to no end in this long embrace. Although she can't solve his problems directly, she could atleast support him until he stands up.
It's what she promised to them, afterall.
Drip Drip Drip
She embraced him tighter.
As his body was pulled into an embrace, Suguru couldn't help but feel dread.
Why would he feel dread at this? This was suppose to be comforting. Yet, for him, it was another type of torture. It was torture for him for a simple reason...
There was someone close to him that he could hurt.
He was used to blood on his hands. He was used to the process. This person was not any different to the people that he had killed.
Yet, on his endeavor to change... He didn't want to hurt anyone.
Because he wants to understand.
Although the concept assistance from the ones that loved him was nothing new.
Yet, seeing how well they turned out...
He wasn't gonna drag anyone with him.
Looking down at the woman in front of him as she lays her ears close to his beating heart, her eyes close and her arms embracing him tightly, he couldn't help but feel pity.
Reciprocating her embrace, he patted her back an said. "I didn't get rejected. My umbrella was simply defective, so I threw it out. "
Yet, She hugged tighter. " You don't have to pretend. "
He looked at her, confusely. "I'm not jesting. "
"Please, just because you use fancy vocabulary, doesn't mean you're mature. " She retorted, her embrace tightened.
Sighing to himself, he gent grabbed her arms that tightened around him. And guided it loose, letting himself free from the embrace.
Her gaze looked up at him with worry, Suguru looked back.
Sighing to himself as he smiles, he bowed lightly, his head meeting the height of his chest, he looked at her gaze on equal ground.
He smiled lightly, along with his softening gaze, he said lightly as his hands rested on each if her shoulders. " I didn't get rejected. "
At his words of contradiction to her speculation, he took the initiative to an embrace.
Letting her head rest on his shoulder, he apologized softly. "Sorry for making you worry so much. But, I wasn't really rejected. My head is just killing me. " Accompanied by a soft pat on her head.
"... And.. thank you anyway. " He finished.
Upon standing up straight and leaving her to be, the woman couldn't help but look at his retreating back towards the bathroom with a shiver down her spine.
The soft and warm tone of his voice, exudes nothing but the feeling of a snowy tundra.
Her breath hitched at his retreating back, she couldn't feel but unease at his words. Yet, she didn't pry.
She has no right to intervene with his choice. She could only guide and support him. And no matter what, she will be the net that catches him in the end.
Drip Drip Drip
Water dripped from his wet hair as he looked at the mirror. The warm gaze from before wad only an ember of what once was.
'I can't let her...' His thought spoke as the gaze from his reflection looked on.
Creak
Upon exiting the bathroom with his new clothes, his aunt asked in a serious tone. Devoid of any jests. " Are you really okay? "
Geto looked back at her and smiles. " I am. "
...
-4000
That was the level of favorability she has with Hiroto.
With that in mind, within these couple of days, Shiori was nervous to say the least.
For the past few days since the incident, Shiori has been trying to act kinder towards Hiroto, and she knew why... Ratatatoskr thinks he's an inverse
'i don't even know what's an inverse...' It was a laughable thought. Even afterall this time, they still didn't explain it her.
It was understandable. Because, she could still hear all the frantic screams. The chaos within the discussion regarding Hiroto's
Ding Ding Ding Ding
The bell rang, signaling the the start of lunch.
As the students poured out of the classroom, Hiroto stayed, unmoving. His blank stare continued staring at the abyss of the blackboard.
With a sweatdrop, Shiori made her way towards Hiroto.
"Heeeey, Hiroto? Earth to Hiroto? " Shiori waved her hand in front of his eyes.
"Oh! Is this like one of those?! " Tohka asked.
"Thooose... What? " Shiori drawled out, turning to Tohka.
"Those fairy-something stories about the Prince's kiss being able to wake up the princess! " Tohka continued in a smug tone.
Sigh
A deep breath escapes from her as she heard Tohka's suggested solution. " It doesn't wo-"
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Reine with a simple worth. " Shin. "
Shiori pauses for a moment of stupor. "You can't be serious. "
As she looks at Tohka, she seems eager to see a real princess.
She paused for a moment of preparing, before finally turning around and meeting his gaze...
He met her gaze...
Their eyes met, and an awkward smile was etched to her face, quivering.
On the other end. Hiroto looks very disturb and disgusted at Before standing up and going to thee cafeteria.
' KILL MEEE. ' Shiori couldn't help, but scream withing her minds.
Out of all the people to be looked on by disgust, out of everyone, the worst one is to be seen as disgusting by Hiroto.
Then again... He changed.
Drip Drip Drip
The dripping sound of water still persisted Amongs the air. Accompanying him throughout his journey home.
Walking through the crowd, Geto couldn't help but feel fascinated at the curse energy that resides within the humans, being suppress by the strange air.
His lone journey opened his eyes at the things around him. Paying attention at almost every detail, and from what he had observed for the last few days was...
Ther is no cursed spirit being born from people's negative emotion.
Among everyone so far, he alone is the only one capable of using curse energy.
Along his journey home, a he makes a small tangent and diverting to another way for further observation, he felt it.
Splash Splash Splash
Within the the weak rain, a girl with blue hair, adorning a rabbit style green coat accompanied by a white rabbit on her hand, played in the rain.
Looking at the playing girl who looks no older than a elementary schooler emits such sorrow, Geto couldn't help but feel pity.
Looking at her closer, He couldn't help but widen his eyes. Although, it's not visible, he could feel it a human with its sorrows, and this so called "spirits".
As he looked with widened eyes, he jests. 'Who conceive the thirty year old child? The curse spirit or the human? '
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OMAKE
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Amongst the wind that clashes in the air, two spheres of power fought for control over the world. Their clash sends rubbles everywhere, as they clash.
Crash Crash Crash
Yet, Amongst these two god-like beings, a man stood calmly as his lone bang, and long hair swayed through the wind.
Eyes closed.
Looking calmly at them.
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A/N
"Why so late? "
-My impeccable luck succeeded me, and I got furina in a 50/50.
I was not even prepared.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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