Moment of Silence for Shiroi
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Okay! Now that everyone's all done crying…
WELCOME TO MICHI'S COMMENTARY!
This is the home of the best-ever, no-hands-barred, polite-yet-scathing commentary on Naggeela's story. I'll be here to provide you all of the humorous and witty remarks that didn't make it into the story because it was too dramatic.
I like humor, y'see, but Naggeela always seems to make things so sad! So here's my fictitious retelling of what could have happened at the end of this chapter…
Trying to soften the mood, she whispered, "Okami, can I go see?"
Wordlessly he stepped to the side, opening the path into the room. But just before she stepped through the doorway, Okami put out a hand. She waited. "I'll be waiting here when you are finished, little one," he said quietly. Anuri nodded, and moved forward.
She entered the room. Her 'parents' and most of the shrine workers were inside, crowded around Shiroi's bed. Wriggling past all the people she finally saw her sister sitting on the bed, looking peaceful, but with bloodstains all around her.
No, wait a minute. They were not bloodstains, they were pasta sauce. Anuri inhaled deeply and caught the deep scent of spaghetti coming from her sister. Then she looked around and noticed the portable burner set on the floor near her sister's bed. On it was a huge pot of spaghetti, bubbling slowly. Anuri stared. What could her sister possibly be doing?
Shiroi finally looked up and noticed Anuri. She smiled. "Hey, sis! Did you come to try my spaghetti?"
"Um, I guess so," she replied, and waited as her sister spooned some into a bowl. She wondered at the strangeness of the whole scene. Who had screamed earlier? And why had Okami looked so upset at the door?
Her sister handed her the bowl. "Go on, try it!" Anuri took a big bite.
Blegh!
"Well, how do you like it?" Shiroi's eyes were shining.
"Um… it tastes… like… chocolate," she managed to get out. She was having a hard time swallowing her bite.
"I know! I love chocolate, and I love spaghetti, so I decided to mix the two. Isn't it great?" Shiroi continued on, talking about her new recipe.
"Ergh…" Anuri turned slowly and walked toward the door, making a tremendous effort to swallow the food in her mouth. When she got back into the hallway, Okami was there. He held out a glass of water to her, and she drank it gratefully. When she was done he pulled her close to him in a strong hug.
"Okami, what's happened to her?" she wailed.
His eyes looked sad and far away. "It's a sad, sad day," was all he answered.