Mee-yow! Hiss hiss! Welcome back, my k1tt3ns! This chapter of Seiko-chan's great adventure is focused on Morishige. Enjoy it, you ferocious felines! ;)

Chapter 11: Life without an ego isn't life at all

"Seiko, you suck. Please log off the internet and then log out of life." Morishige sat back in his $300 dollar gaming chair, satisfied with the comment he just wrote on this normie's Minecraft let's play video. Morishige immediately logged into his alternate YouTube account and posted another comment reading: "women shouldn't be aloud to play video games. Go back to the kitchen." Morishige's face once again lit up in smug satisfaction. Morishige, however, was still not satisfied. He logged into yet another alternate account and posted this comment: "kill you're self or i'll kill you're self for u." Morishige's job was done here. This would surely discourage this vile woman from posting content on the internet ever again. How dare a woman think herself valuable enough to actually speak into a microphone? And heaven forbid, actually POST it to the internet? It disgusted Morishige.

Morishige went to 4-Chan to see how people responded to his latest post. "OP is gay." This was the first comment. "Lol OP thinks that Megumi-chan is best gril. Normie scum." This was the second comment. "You are the scum of the earth that squeezes out my poopy hole evry morning. I will litlry find and kill u"

These things were to be expected from 4-Chan. Morishige had signed up for such abuse the moment he made an account. Morishige had dedicated his life to becoming a meme warlord, and if this is what was required to rise through the ranks, then so be it.

It hurt, of course. It all hurt so much. He looked down at his massive 400 pound body, and cried. The only way to make himself feel better was to make others suffer as he has suffered. That was his philosophy. That was his life. The tears ran down as his fingers typed more hateful comments unceasingly.

After having posted another 150 comments on various channels, Morishige fell asleep in his chair. When he woke up, it was 9 in the morning. He was late to school. Morishige heaved as he pulled himself off his chair, various butt-sweats having fused his chunky lump to it the previous night. He walked outside and saw the sun for the first time since Friday, it being Monday. He slowly lumbered towards the train station.

Morishige waddled through the halls, noticing that, as usual, people moved out of the way and tried to avoid eye contact as much as possible. Morishige took this as a sure sign of his superior genes, intimidating the local peasants. Nothing unusual. Morishige sat down at his desk, which had to be specially enlarged just for him so that his bulbous body could fit. Did I mention that Morishige is fat? Because he is. Morishige generally considered himself above petty school lessons, so he rarely paid any attention. Today, however, something, or rather, someone, caught his eye. The teacher called on Mayu Suzumoto to solve a problem on the board, and for whatever reason, Morishige found her feminine charms to be irresistible. What could it have been?

Mayu sat down. Morishige couldn't stop staring. Even when Mayu turned and looked Morishige dead in the face, Morishige didn't flinch. Mayu, more than a little creeped out, looked away, hoping that if she paid him no attention, he would stop.

During lunch that day, Morishige contemplated his internal feelings. He had never actually felt desire towards a real, non-2D woman before, and it scared him. 3D women didn't call you 'master.' 3D women weren't part cat, nor did they wear skimpy maid outfits. 3D women, at least in Morishige's mind, were worthless. And yet, he found himself interested in this completely real, non-2D woman. How could it be so? Morishige simply had to find out. Yes, he would do something he had never done, nay, even thought about doing before. He would talk to a girl.

Morishige had seen it be done countless times in his favorite hentai. The male, confident, cool, and collected, would approach the young, naive, and feeble female, asking them out on a "date." Morishige took a deep breath, and walked towards Mayu.

Mayu was sitting with the class representative, Ayumi, who was showing something to her on her phone with a wide grin on her face and drool running down her chin. Mayu looked horrified. Morishige approached, cleared his throat, and said: "Suzumoto-san, it would pleaseth me greatly indeed if you would engage in jolly a social activity with none other than yours truly, perhaps something akin to a motion picture, or, if such lowly media doth not pertain to m'ladies tastes, dinner and a bookclub."

Mayu finally noticed that Morishige's nonsensical babble was directed at her and said, "What?"

Morishige, shaken in dignity, but not stirred in confidence said: "Will you go out with me?"

Mayu sat with her mouth agape, unable to formulate coherent thoughts.

Morishige stood looking at her expectantly.

"No."

"Excellent, M'lady, I look forward to our- Wait, what? B-but… Why? *ahem* I meaneth… It sorrows me greatethly, er… um, why dost thou not wish to? Any reasoneth ineth particulareth?"

"Well, for starters, I can barely understand you with that idiotic accent you put on. And for another thing, you've never even spoken to me or anyone in class, and also, you smell like a bloated whale carcass, not to mention you look like one, too. I would rather be slammed into a wall at superhuman speeds than go on a date with you. Did you honestly expect me to say yes? Seriously, take better care of yourself, dude!"

Morishige felt the burning arrow of rejection pierce his heart. With it, he fainted. He woke some hours later in the nurse's office. His face felt rather wet, and when he reached up to touch it, he realized they were tears. It wasn't just the fact he had been rejected. The truth had finally been spoken. Morishige's thin veil protecting his ego was torn to shreds, and with it, he now realized what a pitiful creature he truly was. Morishige made up his mind, right then and there, that he would win Mayu's affections, no matter the cost. He would change himself for the better, it would be a turning point in his life. This, he swore, would be the day that Morishige stopped being an insect, and instead became a man.

Now, I know what you're thinking, SeikoXSachiko239, did we REALLY need a third simultaneous story arc? My answer to this completely rational question is: shut up, ur jsut jelous of my internet fame. LOL what a lsoer! dont liek, dont reed! Gosh! CAT-ch ya later, my |1773|\|Z (ﾐⓛᆽⓛﾐ)✧