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Watanuki almost inhaled his tea (much to Doumeki's amusement).
She doesn't know?!
That was very odd. Just about everyone who entered the shop knew at least vaguely that they were missing something or wanted something, or they wanted secrets buried, and the shop's magic pulled it out of them as they spoke dazedly.
But this girl had absolutely no clue what her wish was...?
She wasn't lying, that much was obvious, so that was out. She still looked ready to bolt, though, which was unusual too. Most customers weren't totally lucid. Perhaps...an exchange of information was in order?
She canted her head to the side, considering, then shrugged. "A wish...? The only thing I could think of would be maybe inspiration or something for my writing, but I've already planned everything out and it's not really a huge deal. Or maybe deciding my major, but I have a feeling that I'll choose to study music in America anyway, so..."
"Stories, huh?" Doumeki muttered. In spite of having his visit with Watanuki interrupted, he was still content. This was interesting.
"Watanuki. Why don't we...?"
"Yes. So, Kagami-chan, would you like to hear my story?"
She smiled shyly. "Sure..."
"Well then. Maybe twenty years ago, a child was born. This boy was different, because he could see things no one else could..."
Posted: September 8, 2013
Word Count: 220. Okay, now it's disturbing.
A/N: Before you start freaking out about how this is a DouWata fic and there's this usurper or whatever, I just want to say that she's just there to sort of kick things off and give some closure later. Don't worry, there won't be any twisted love triangles. FANGIRLS STAY BACK, I AM ARMED WITH A KUMAJIRO PLUSHIE!