Chapter 32 is up! It is right below this part!
AN: Hello. I have some news that I need to share with you all. I'm going on a temporary break to fully focus on school. My grades haven't been suffering, no, rather it's that I'm starting to feel the heat of upcoming AP tests that I am going to have in a week or so. Coupled with the fact that I have been suffering from allergies, doesn't make my condition to write, any better. In fact, an analogy I use for allergies is: "These fucking plants like to shoot their nut into the skies and causing us to choke on it." Yeah, I know it sounds a bit weird, but it was a memorable moment with my friends. Anyway, once I am feeling better and the pressure from school is gone, I can fully devote to writing once more. THIS DOES NOT MEAN I AM ABANDONING THE FIC.
One more thing, I could tell many of you weren't really satisfied with the previous chapter. I can also feel that too. That is why I am going to revise and edit it, before taking a break on writing.
Now, onto the reviews.
Tsudzukete, Now this is a beefy and awesome review! Thanks!
Alright to start off, I purposefully made the character who was speaking be difficult to identify. It can maybe be Tom, or Val/Frank. I can't reveal, as it would spoil the plot. And the phone isn't really that significant, honestly. It's just a reminder that everything there was a simulation, just symbol of fake reality. The bold parts is neither of the guys, really. And ah, you are trying to get Remiboi to handle that, huh?
Anyways, Monika's train of thought is not call him out just yet, rather wait for the perfect and opportune moment to do so. Like how she is in the game. Sure, that would be a good moment to lash on him, but she is waiting for something greater.
I should add, that the desk is in the far corner of the room. They are away from the characters with a reasonable distance. Also, that bet is going to revealed in the next chapter or so.
And I gotta say for your question in your forth paragraph, a lot.
Well, to be fair, no one heard Yuri cutting in Act 2... And she was right next to the water fountain too, a easily identifiable spot. I kind of used that plot armor on this part as well.
Well, I guess you can call it sex? It still isn't quite sex since they aren't "connecting" but I can see where you are going at.
The base 64 text doesn't apply to harem. Rather it applies to their little scene together...
Sayori does know what's going on, despite her air-head personality.
Yup, it has been three days in plot-progression. And a lot, has gone on...
And hey! This review doesn't seem to rushed at all! I like it. Thanks for so much for the huge review.
Guardian, dew it
Yeah, I had to make that Assassin's Creed reference. The franchise is awesome due to their Altair-Ezio Trilogy.
I don't think it's really think it's Frank's fault. You know how thots could be strong af.
Yeah, I think so too, especially at the end.
That laugh is something like Nickelodeon and their desperate attempts to reconnect their viewers with ridiculous sitcoms.
Wait a minute...
WAIT A MINUTE...
Is this loss?
...
I'm sorry, I will never do that again.
Anyway, she is referring to many things. It's up to the reader to decide who they are for now.
Maybe she is that.
eh, I personally think it needs work, I could try to rework the feelings and sensations a lot more.
OH GOD. I fucking hate WAW veteran mode, assholes be like throwing grenades every chance they get. It's especially Hell when you are storming the Reichstag or in an open area. Actually, in that mission where you are in a plane shooting down Japanese ships with that song with that sexy beat playing, they throw grenades at you when you have to save the guys on the water. fucking bullshit
Frank be really trying to balance his life, like how the chromosomes tried to balance themselves between Frank and Chin Chin in that fight they had in Jew Central.
Anyway, I can't wait to write that beach scene once I get back. That track that Joji gonna release is going to fucking liittt.
Thanks for the review, fam.
Quill, They really should get a room. You right. Also, I don't blame you for feeling bad. Let me guess, allergies?
P.S: Nice hashtags. #ValIsAFuckboi
fatty635, I appreciate that you are hooked onto my story. It really means a lot to me. Thank you.
P.S: I can tell right away that your pfp is a GTA Online artwork, but I can't quite tell what update it came from, as it's been a while since I played it.
Sbg, Yep, shit goes down when a girl bites into a guys neck.
I can see where you are getting at. A true lemon would have revitalized the scene, but I'm saving all the zest I can for the later chapters.
Well, you are right about the part where it isn't quite over-hype. But it still makes a bit tad nervous to write it. I do have ideas for the beach scene, but I'm not sure how well I can execute them, if you know what I'm getting at...
Phoenix, It's a really good meme, too bad it wasn't that mainstream. Oh well.
Thunderant, Well I had to relent sooner or later, right?
Storm, I like that SpongeBob reference.
Murica.
Ryustorm, Hey! I understand completely, school can sometimes drain a person's soul and time. Like how it is right now! And for once, I understand the innuendo you are getting at! There is a chance the beach chapter will be written at that time, maybe earlier. Anyway, I hope you crush the finals. Only then, you can finally relax dude.
TitanSolracar, I felt myself whistle at reading the second sentence. You are really close... Shamus.
And the beach scene could be considered Plan Z. Sure. But I would consider it Plan X, for now.
Lots and lots of promises will be broken. And I can't quite tell you, sorry.
And to your side-note, if you are playing PC, might as well throw games. The reason being, the game starts to have lag and stutters when in high density areas. For example, Tilted or sometimes Pleasant. It doesn't happen all the time, but it can make a difference in a clutch. Fucking Hell, this update broke the game. I hope you decimate that final dude.
Anyways, that is all. The previous chapter will be updated to be on par as the usual chapters. Many could agree that it was not really at it's peak.
Also, I will update you all once I come back. I hope that you all would understand my situation and accept it. And because of that, I thank you all dearly.
We finally regained our composure and slowly strolled to the classroom.
We were a few meters away, as we were away from the door's window.
I don't know if they heard us...
Whatever.
We mostly stayed silent on what we did, deciding that it was best that we didn't interact with each other for the time being.
Besides, having a jealous girl is better than having two other jealous girls.
However, I was still uneasy about what happened outside.
"Ah!"
All of a sudden, she stopped in her tracks.
"What?" I asked, confused as to why she stopped walking.
She didn't respond.
Her eyes were wide-open, as she was in shock.
I walked in front of her and gave her a worried look.
"Monika? What's wrong?"
Her mouth started to quiver, unable to formulate any words.
"I-I just..." She stammered.
"You just, what?" I asked, holding her shoulder.
Monika's face flared up and covered her face.
She was embarrassed.
I raised an eyebrow, not knowing why she was embarrassed.
"Monika? Are you-"
"I just had a climax!" She yelled through her covered face.
"From you!" She pointed out.
I looked at her in shock, now knowing why she was blushing.
Oh shit...
I looked away, feeling shy to look at her.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Monika!" I apologized.
She continued to speak.
"Uuu! What am I going to do?! My panties! They-they're soaked!" She panicked.
I seized the chance to calm her down.
"Monika, calm down. Don't you have any spares?" I rationalized.
She shook her head.
"I don't!" She muttered.
Fuck!
"Aw man..."
I rubbed my chin in thought.
"Hmm..."
I thought of an idea, only to see Monika glaring at me.
Her glare made me shiver.
"Monika? Why are you mad all of a sudden?" I timidly asked.
"You." She pointed at me.
"Me?"
She started walk towards me slowly, her glare freezing me in my tracks.
"This is your fault." She calmly said.
I arched an eyebrow.
How is it my fault?
"What? How? Oh..."
To be frank, I did do all that...
Monika was still glaring at me.
"This is all your fault. You made me climax!" She accused.
I was speechless.
"I... I know..." I muttered.
Wait a minute...
Wasn't she the one to pull me outside?
"Hold on, it's not my-"
"I don't want to hear a single peep out of you, Jones. You made me climax, and now I am soaked!"
She sighed.
"The only alternative I have now is to wear my gym shorts underneath... Which is going to be..."
Monika shivered.
"Eugh..."
I put my hands in front of her, in a calming fashion.
"Alright fine, fine! You made your point, I'm the idiot that caused you to uh..."
I cleared my throat.
"Climax..."
I put my hands down.
"Because of that, I am sorry."
She crossed her arms with an irked frown.
"You should be." She regally declared.
I shrugged at her apparent snootiness.
I reached out for her hand.
I hoped that she would lessen her anger, just enough so she can hold my hand.
But instead, Monika started to walk away.
"Hmph!" She let out, as she left me in the dust.
I felt my jaw hang from Monika's attitude.
But at the same time, I locked it in, knowing that I somewhat deserved it.
Fucking Hell.
I stood outside, unsure of what my actions will be.
I really don't know if anyone heard us or not...
Me reassuring her was probably all based on the dopamine we felt.
But now?
I think I'm screwed.
What should I do?
I wasn't sure how long has passed since Monika left me behind.
I continued my train of thought.
How am I going sort this thing out with Yuri and Natsuki?
If Monika doesn't agree to an Harem, then Yuri won't either.
And I'm pretty sure that Yuri admitted was obsessed about me.
That rules out any chances of sharing.
Not to mention, that is a bit creepy.
Natsuki seems to be flexible on a Harem, but I think that's her naïveté talking.
She doesn't know how it feels to share a guy.
Especially if it is guy they love...
...
If true love does exist...
That means I truly love only one girl.
Or the "best girl", I guess.
Who can that be?
Yuri... The most "developed", reserved, and smartest out of the three...
"Developed" as in...
Her body.
God, her body is the epitome of a lust.
An angel of lust.
Her large breasts...
Her long legs...
She doesn't even try to be gorgeous!
She is gorgeous!
Her galaxy purple hair is something I want to marvel in...
We have so much in common...
We love horror, books, tea...
Knives... To an extent.
The list goes on...
She's beautiful, friendly, and has good intentions...
Well, most of the times.
She's used to be shy, but now?
Yuri is now happier, and more open thanks to me.
I'm happy that I made a difference.
Who knew she was a child at heart?
But her yandere behavior is what terrifies me...
It gives me vibes of suspicion when I think about that.
I don't know what she will do if I reject her...
Hmm... Me reject Yuri...
Sounds awfully familiar, but I can't place my hand on it.
Where have I heard this before?
Argh... Forget it.
Now on to Natsuki...
A cute and small girl with a ferocious touch of speaking her own mind.
I admire everything about her.
Her cooking, her will to point out on what's wrong, her pink hair...
Oh, her hair... Pink, full of energy and strength.
And not to mention, her warm, warm heart...
We love comics, despite her loving manga.
Romance...
I even love her small stature.
That includes her small breasts, which can grow if touched enough...
And not mention, her round, plump butt.
Which meld perfectly in my hands...
Her sweet moans of joy...
It makes my heart jump.
Cute, and also hot.
Gosh, but...
Deep inside, pushing through all that outer-toughness...
She is a hurt and but strong girl.
Her strength is something I love about her.
And I want to make her happy by any means necessary.
Finally, her.
Monika.
My first and "best friend" ever since I came here.
Her brown, chest-nut hair...
Her aroma of fresh pine-trees...
Everything about her screams perfection.
Her white bow, tied onto her hair.
Her real smile, to which is the very definition of apex.
And not to mention...
Her curvy body.
Her breasts...
Her thighs...
Everything is in perfection...
Emerald green eyes... which reveal so much.
Heh, I know that we are not best friends anymore.
That girl can make me intrigued, confused, frightened, and pity, all at the same time.
Being with her makes me feel so many things.
But most prominent of feelings is: Pure bliss.
Happiness.
To actually let loose.
To relate.
To talk...
To do anything, really.
She understands how I feel.
And in turn, I can only wish how she feels.
What is she holding inside?
There's more that she letting on...
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Monika poke her head out from the class.
She was still somewhat annoyed from me.
"Are you coming to club, or what?!" She asked, her voice circulating around me.
I flinched from her aggressiveness and nodded.
Monika gave an eye-roll and retreated back into the Club.
And she doesn't let go of things easily.
I started walk back to club, my thoughts still haunting me on my choice.
I have until the end of Friday to choose...
What will happen if I reject one and accept another?
These girls are obsessed with me!
Gosh, what will I do?!
I didn't realize that I was in the classroom.
Sayori greeted me, only for me to walk past her, my thoughts burdening my senses.
However, I was able to hear her give an annoyed grunt.
No, what will they do?
Are they going to fight each other?
Just for me?
Or are they going accept it?
...
The latter sounds almost impossible.
And this is all my fault!
I got myself into this mess!
"There you are!" A voice of two exclaimed.
I looked up to see both Yuri and Natsuki look at me with great intent.
It was fairly obvious what they were going to ask.
But I didn't catch on, unfortunately.
Knowing that I have been staring back at them for too long, I decided to speak.
"Oh, hey you two." I meekly greeted.
"Valkyrie! We were worried! What were you doing with Monika?" Yuri asked, with a strange vibe to her voice.
"Yeah... What were you doing with her? You took a long time coming back... I was waiting for you..." Natsuki said, with the same vibe on her voice.
Oh no!
Shit!
"Um... We just went to teachers to validate our festival plans..." I lied.
They eyed me with suspicion.
Yuri was about to speak until Gabe walked up to us.
"Finally! Took you long enough." He complained, wrapping arm behind my back. "Come on! Share your poem with the boys, then we outta here!"
Both Yuri and Natsuki were irked by Gabe's presence.
Natsuki was the first to speak.
"Not so fast! Val was going to share with us, first!" Natsuki claimed.
She then sweetly smiled at me, with her adorable fang pointing out.
"Isn't that right~?" She asked with a cute tone to her voice.
I meekly shrugged.
"I guess s-"
James walked up to us and interrupted me.
"But Val, aren't you with the boys? Why don't you want to share with us, first?"
"Yeah! Why don't ya?" Gabe energetically followed up.
I saw Yuri's ire beginning to rise.
"I'm sorry to say, but Valkyrie has agreed to share his poem with us, first!"
Gabe raised an eyebrow.
"What? When was this? I didn't hear him say anything about that." He asked, confused as to why I would make a choice.
I looked towards him, my eyes giving signals that I never signed up for this.
Unfortunately, Gabe didn't catch on to my pleas for help.
And he didn't notice Yuri's intense expression towards him.
He shrugged and pulled me away.
"Aight! So we are gonna get our boy out of here, if you don't mind...!"
Yuri gritted her teeth.
She held my hand and yanked me back with a frightening amount of strength.
A strength that even caused Gabe to yelp a bit.
Using the shock to its full extent, Natsuki hugged my back and prevented me from going anywhere.
Yuri cleared her voice.
"He told us all this, before you came here with your incessant yelling!"
Natsuki also followed up by poking her head to my side.
"Yeah! So beat it!"
Both Gabe and James were silent.
Both Yuri and Natsuki were glaring at my friends.
I was shocked from Yuri's unwavering confidence.
And I shocked from Natsuki's harsh words.
I knew they weren't going to let up.
"Oh... Wow." Gabe uncharacteristically muttered. "My bad. I didn't know."
Gabe walked off, his mood now sullen from Yuri's yell.
James gave a sharp glare towards both Yuri and Natsuki before leaving.
They both gave sighs of relief and released me, before smiling at me.
They were glad that the two were gone.
And because of that, I wasn't smiling back.
I was frowning, infuriated by their actions.
They didn't noticed my agitated mood.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"They got in the way." Yuri simply replied.
Natsuki nodded in agreement.
"I have to admit, Gabe's loud personality is just annoying right now." Natsuki also replied.
I balled my fists up and scowled at them.
Both of the girls took small steps back from my advance.
"Do me a favor and apologize to them." I coldly demanded.
My voice was a icy and solid, as it established enough dominance to break their obliviousness.
They finally noticed.
They slowly nodded and made their way towards my friends.
I pinched the side of my bridges, trying to prevent an on-setting headache.
My mind started rationalize what just happened.
What's with them?!
I looked towards them, both of them awkwardly walking up to the duo.
How could they have the gall to yell at my friends like that!
I know for a fact that they would never do that!
They would at least have a sliver of regret from yelling at them!
They started to awkwardly apologize, Natsuki taking the lead in it.
But they don't!
Instead, they were happy that they were gone!
What's going on?!
Did they lose all sense of shame?
Is it because that they were too interested on me?
Either way...
This isn't a good sign.
I saw both my friends smile from their apology and they both went their separate ways.
I am not going to be near them for a while.
I let out a deep breath and walk over to my bag.
I take out my poem from the deepest recesses of my folder.
I couldn't help but note on how old the piece of paper felt, despite it being less than a day old.
The title of my poem was: Insanity.
Gosh...
I feel as if I really am going to go insane.
The stresses of having three girls fall for me is enough for a guy to lose his mind...
Now isn't the best time to think of that.
I should think about how I am going to get past this week...
How am I going to get past tomorrow...
How I am going to smooth things over with Nat's father...
Who I am going to choose to be mine...
God, this is all too hard to deal with!
I felt a someone poke my arm.
"Hey, Val." A voice asked.
I turned to person who poked me.
Sayori.
I was glad that it was someone I can talk to.
Not as brother, or a lover.
But rather as a sister.
I smiled at her.
"Hey, Sayori. What's up?"
She smiled back at me.
"I was wondering if you want to share poems?"
I enthusiastically nodded.
"Of course! Here you are!"
She handed me her poem.
And I handed mine to her.
I take it and looked at the title of the poem.
It was titled: Happy Thoughts.
Aw shit.
It also reminded me that I didn't share my poem with her yesterday.
"Ah, Sayori. I forgot that I didn't give you my poem from yesterday!" I exclaimed, as I dove into my bag to find my older poem.
I looked through the folder to search for my paper.
"Um..." She muttered.
I was growing frustrated from the fact that I couldn't find the poem.
"Where did I put it...?!" I muttered.
"Val?"
"Hold on...! Where is it?!"
"Val, it's okay if you can't find your older poem!"
I looked up to her with a raised eyebrow.
"What? You sure?"
"Mhm! I'm happy just reading one of yours!" She assured.
My frustration turned to a relived form of happiness.
"Alright if you say so..." I shrugged, feeling helpless.
I decide to read her poem.
Happy Thoughts
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
That is all inside my head.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
I'm happy that my friends are getting along with my other friends!
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
I'm happy that I am winning my bet!
I'm happy that he is go out with me!
I'm happy that he will be with me!
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
The rainclouds are still there...
But I'm not scared!
I reach out to the clouds and gave it a hug!
And I found out all it wanted was to be a fug!
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
I am finally now happy!
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts...
I was impressed with Sayori's use of different literary devices in her poems.
What's this raincloud doing here...?
Didn't I see this "raincloud" before?
Hmm...
Something's up.
"I am finally now happy?"
Was she not happy before?
Also, that guy she brought up is obviously Tom...
What about that bet they both sometimes bring up?
Either way, this is pretty good.
"Wow, Sayori. This is pretty good!" I complimented, looking up to her.
She didn't respond.
Instead, I saw Sayori scrunching her face up at certain parts of the poem.
But then she gave an "Oh..." at understanding certain parts of it.
She looked up to me.
"Wow, Val. This is pretty good!" She complimented.
I felt myself smirk.
"That's what I said!"
"I know!" She responded.
We shared a chuckle between each other.
After we stopped laughing, I cleared my voice to something more serious.
"Alright, Sayori. I gotta ask you something... serious."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Serious? What's wrong, Val?"
She then looked guilty.
That's not good...
Asking about her "raincloud" isn't the best idea to ask about.
I should ask her about the bet.
I think it's high time that she would tell what is really going between her and Tom.
"Alright yeah... what is this bet between you and Tom?"
Sayori blushed.
"U-Um..."
She started to tap her fingers together in nervousness.
"Nothing...?"
I simply shook my head at this.
"Sayori..."
She sighed at my reluctance to let go.
"Fine..."
Sayori then lightened up.
"Besides! I'm winning the bet!"
She then focused her gaze and had a mocking smile on her face.
"Or should I say, I already won it... Hehe!"
She wasn't looking at me.
Rather she was looking ahead.
I turned around to see Yuri and Natsuki quickly and meekly catch eyes onto me, before looking away in embarrassment and guilt.
So... They are guilty.
Good. I thought they finally lost it.
I should apologize for my aggressiveness.
Even I shouldn't have lashed out on them.
I didn't catch onto what she was getting at, so I turned back to Sayori.
She looked at my expression and she turned disappointed.
"What?" I asked.
Sayori then shook her head at me.
"Really? Don't tell me that you are as dense as Tom!"
"Hey! I heard that, Say!" Tom called.
Sayori lost her cool at that, as she was now reduced to small embarrassment.
"Ehehe... Sorry!" She called back.
Sayori then looked at me.
"Anyway, the bet is..." She trailed off, hoping to add suspense onto coming moment.
I just looked at her, unamused from the "drama" she was adding.
She just continued on.
"If Natsuki or Yuri get together with you... then I get to go on a date with Tom at Saturday!" She cheered.
I felt my eyes bulge out from this.
Why?!
"Wh-what?! How long did you have this bet for?!" I asked in pure and utter disbelief.
"Oh! Ever since you first came into the club, actually." Sayori nonchalantly stated.
Her nonchalant attitude further hastened my bafflement.
"Wha..."
She giggled nervously.
"I mean... the three of you are so adorable together! I can't help but ship the both of you together! I came up with ship names like Valuri and Natskyrie!"
Despite the Sayori's explanation, I still couldn't keep my head in place.
"You made... ship names, for me and those two?!"
She nodded enthusiastically.
"Yup!"
I felt myself sit down on a nearby seat.
"Wow..." I muttered, unable to bear the weight on the news.
"Someone really supporting me on this..."
Sayori took a seat next to me.
"Um... Val? Are you okay?" Sayori worriedly asked.
I looked up to her.
"Yeah... yeah.. I'm fine. I just... didn't know that I would be shipped with anyone... ever!" I explained.
"Hmm... come to think of it... I also be surprised if someone told me that too..." Sayori stated while tapping on her chin.
I finally regained my composure after explaining myself to her.
I caught on to the very vague reference she was making.
So, she definitely likes Tom huh?
It was pretty obvious from the start.
A childhood friend falling for another childhood friend.
Hidden feelings revealed to the oblivious fool.
Unrequited love under a curtain.
Ah... What a beautiful romance.
...
Jesus, I do sound like a romantic.
Anyway, to the task at hand.
"So..." I started, a smirk spreading on my face.
Sayori looked on with confusion, not understanding how I went from shocked to mocking in a few seconds.
"You and Tom-boy huh?"
Sayori's face flared up.
"U-Uh... Um..." She muttered while shifting to keep her gaze away from me.
She took a deep breath and looked to me.
She still had a red face, which didn't help her image.
"I don't know what you are talking about..." She attempted to play off.
My smirk grew bigger.
"Come on! It was obvious from the start! I remember seeing Tom wiping icing off your face, during our first day here! How your face turned to a tomato! Or-or when he buttoned your blazer up! Gosh that was adorable! Hahaha!"
Sayori locked her jaw in and tapped her fingers, completely embarrassed from my calling-out.
"Wow, Val... I didn't know you were a meanie like Tommy!"
She widened her eyes of all of a sudden.
"Wait... You saw him button m-my blazer?!" She asked, mortified from me having that knowledge.
I just patted her shoulder.
"Hey, I'm a caring meanie, alright!" I reassured.
"But you saw..."
I leaned onto my seat.
"Ah! The childhood romance! What a beauty! But..."
I let out an sullen sigh.
"He's an idiot, right?" I asked her.
Sayori was still somewhat embarrassed but she looked away and nodded.
"Yeah... He is kind of an idiot... An idiot that I really like..."
I nodded in understanding.
"I see... When did you have feelings for him?" I asked, now treading on dangerous territory.
She smiled and looked up to the ceiling.
It was as if she was happily remembering a nostalgic memory.
Sayori hummed happily.
"When we were little, we used to go into town and go on these... 'adventures and missions'. I always had fun with him whenever we played, and he always had fun with me too."
Sayori's voice dipped.
"But one day, when Tom wasn't looking I took a wrong turn and ended up being in a place that I didn't recognize. I remember being scared and lost. I remember crying out for Tom, with tears running down my cheeks. I wondered even further into the town, where I couldn't take it anymore. I...I remember sitting and crying on how scared I was. My 'raincloud' was telling me that I made a huge mistake... I couldn't help but agree..."
Wait... 'raincloud'?
That doesn't sound good...
"I thought all was lost until I heard Tom yell out my name... I remember the little sunshine in me waking up, and I was looking up to Tom. He ran towards me and kneeled, holding onto my shoulder. He had this sweet smile that I will never forget. A smile that meant that everything was going to be okay. And that's... That's where I liked him. Tom would always help me, no matter what. And I am grateful for him being my friend..."
Sayori's voice lost her jubilance when she said 'friend'.
I moved my chair towards her and rubbed her back, in order to comfort her.
"But... I don't see him as a friend..." She muttered, trying to hold in her broken image.
I let out a sigh and looked for Tom.
Tom was finishing up with sharing his poem with Monika.
In an off chance, he looked towards my general direction and found that I was staring at him.
I motioned to come towards me.
However he wasn't looking at me.
Tom was looking at the silently weeping Sayori.
He rushed towards us, with worry permeating his expression.
I stop rubbing her back and motioned him to take a seat next to her.
He took the role of comforter, as he should be the one to fix this.
"Sayori... What's wrong?" Tom sweetly asked.
He looked up to me with fury.
"Did you do anything?!" He roared, suspicious that I had anything to with this.
I didn't flinch.
I calmly shook my head.
"No." I simply said. "It's something that you should have noticed earlier." I enigmatically stated.
Tom didn't show his perplexity, rather he nodded and continued to comfort Sayori.
I signaled him to hug her, as simple rubbing wouldn't do the trick.
He compiled, as he scooted closer to Sayori's seat.
Tom then took Sayori in his arms and hugged her tightly.
Sayori was in his arms and she was encaged in them.
His chin was on her head, his hands were on her stomach.
I couldn't help but gush over how cute this whole scene was.
He really cared for her.
A few minutes later, Sayori finally gained her composure and was now snuggling Tom.
Tom didn't notice that Sayori was okay, and allowed her to continue her snuggling.
I felt a small smirk creep onto me.
"Mmm... So warm..." She cooed, happy that she was basking in Tom's warmth.
Unfortunately, this awoke Tom.
His face flared up and he immediately backed off.
Sayori had a look of disappointment on her.
"Aww! You're such a meanie Tom!"
Tom recoiled his head from Sayori's insult.
"What? How?" He asked, confused as to why she was annoyed.
She crossed her arms and looked away from him.
"You're not hugging me! You meanie!" She stated.
Tom was taken aback from this once more.
"Umm..."
I motioned for him to hug her.
"Hug her you idiot!" I demanded, annoyed from Tom's hesitance to touch Sayori.
Tom awkwardly wrapped her arms around Sayori.
Sayori squeezed Tom back.
She nuzzled his neck in an almost frenzied manner.
"Warm... warm... so warm! Mmm..."
Tom didn't know what to do.
He was red and just held onto Sayori.
He looked to me for guidance.
I eye-rolled.
"Ask her what's wrong!" I whispered.
He formed an "o" shape on his mouth and nodded.
He hesitated to say anything.
Tom looked towards me again.
I simply nodded to him.
He looked down at the warm Sayori and opened his mouth.
"SoOo... SAyOri..." His voice cracked, nervous on what he was about to say.
I felt myself face-palm at this.
Sayori couldn't help but giggle from his voice crack.
"Yeah, Tom?" She sweetly responded.
"Uh... What's wrong? Why were you crying, Say?"
Sayori pulled away from him.
She had this fake smile. It was almost identical to how Monika smiles in front of a crowd.
"Oh. Nothing!" She reassured before going back to siphon in some warmth from Tom.
Tom looked towards me with worry.
His eyes knew that there was more to this.
Tom sighed.
"Sayori, there is something wrong. I can tell quite easily." Tom calmly stated.
"Eh? What are you talking about, Tom?" She tried to play off.
Tom had a look of determination and leered at her.
"Sayori. What's wrong?" He calmly asked.
Sayori knew that this is something Tom wouldn't let go.
She also sighed.
Sayori pulled away from him once more.
"Do you really want to know?" She solemnly asked.
Tom nodded.
Sayori knew this would be difficult to say.
I only hoped that she would pull through and find the strength to confess.
"Okay. I was crying because..." She muttered with great anxiety and a shaky voice.
She took a deep breath.
Sayori looked at me, unsure of what to say next.
I nodded at her, and motioned to slowly what to say next.
She nodded back.
"Because... I think like you..."
She swallowed.
"More than you might like me back..." Sayori finally declared.
She finally said the words that was meaning to say since her childhood.
And for some reason, she was actually now happy.
She had a smile that was real.
It wasn't fabricated.
Rather, it was something imperfect and realistic.
Tom, on other hand was completely shocked.
"Y-You... like me?" He asked, unsure of what to say.
Sayori's smile went as fast as it came.
She started frown.
"Yes, Tom... I like you." She declared once more, only this time with a lot less confidence.
I could only wonder what was going on in Tom's head.
Perhaps he's going through the same thing as I did.
"Oh." He let out.
Tom's shocked timbre made it difficult to discern what he was going to say next.
Sayori had this strange look.
It was a look, that knew what was coming.
She expected to get rejected from him.
Tears started to form out of the corner of her eyes.
Her held both of hands close to her heart.
She tried her best to muster a smile.
But the unexpected happened.
In a flash, Tom brought Sayori close him.
Their faces were separated by an mere inch.
Sayori's expression had a mix of confusion, fright, and depression.
However, Tom had a look of courage and determination.
He was completely stoic.
"Tom?" She muttered, her voice now raspy and unsteady from the close proximity of her lover.
Tom took Sayori's chin pulled it towards him.
I grinned at what was happening.
Sayori gave confused sounds of protest, as to what was going on.
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph? Mmmph. Mmm..."
They were kissing.
At long last, they were finally kissing.
I let out a happy sigh, relieved that the tension was now gone.
"Well! It's about damn time!" I pointed out.
They were still kissing.
"Uh..."
...
"Guys?"
No response.
They were completely enveloped with each other.
They didn't have a care in the outside world.
I awkwardly looked away, checking if anyone was witnessing the spectacle.
Apparently, no one was.
Yuri and Natsuki were exchanging poems.
Gabe and James were just chatting.
And Monika is nowhere to be seen.
Hey... where's Monika?
They finally released each other.
Tom and Sayori stopped kissing.
And now they were just looking at each other intently.
I took the chance to speak my mind.
"Alright! Now that you two are done, I was hoping that- Oh come on!"
They rammed their lips against one another.
Tom hugged Sayori's waist, while Sayori held onto Tom's neck.
I eye-rolled them.
"Bah. Lovebirds." I muttered.
...
...
...
I didn't know where I was.
I was in a dark and hollow forest.
Everything I saw was bleak.
Everything was gray.
Synthetic...
Dying.
It all looked so real.
At the same time, it wasn't.
"Where am I...?" I asked myself.
I would panic and try to dial emergency services.
But I had this wave of pacification around me.
It was as if I could live here.
I was at peace.
Nothing was wrong in the world.
Rather, in this world.
No.
This isn't right...
Regardless, that all made me more troubled than usual.
I felt as if an unknown weight was laid upon me.
"Where am I?!" I asked again, fear and insecurity now flooding my brain.
The wave of pacification was slowly disintegrating into nothingness.
The now calm aura became a form of despair and anguish.
I was being watched.
I was looking around frantically, hoping that something would rescue me.
"WHERE AM I?!" I yelled, now fearing for my life.
There was something scuttling in the corner of my eye.
I can hear the ruffles of dead leaves being scattered in the wind.
I felt myself breathing a lot more heavily.
Out of fear, I started running.
I didn't know why or I didn't know how!
I started sprinting.
I wanted to get away from the forest that has trapped me.
My legs felt as if they could run forever.
I needed go.
I needed go.
I needed go.
"Carl~"
I stopped running.
That voice...
Who was that voice?
It sound familiar...
"Carl~"
Monika?
No!
It can't be!
The figure that was supposedly watching me was behind me.
I can feel it.
There was someone, no, something watching me.
I didn't want to turn around.
Oh God! I didn't.
But for some reason, my body didn't listen to me.
I turned around to see a flickering red figure stare at me.
It was a feminine figure, simply staring at me.
Red bits of code surrounded her and enveloped her.
It was menacing.
I didn't know how to react to this figure.
It frightened me and yet, it also intrigued me.
It started walking towards me.
I tried to walk back, but I felt as if my feet were planted onto the ground.
"Carl~"
The voice called to me again.
Who's that voice?
I could've sworn I heard it before...
No...
No!
"No!" I begged.
It was going to something to me!
I don't know what but-
The red figure stopped.
I was confused as to why it stopped.
She tilted her neck and lunged at me.
The last thing I heard was a horrifying scream.
A scream that was nightmare fuel.
A scream that was made of other screams.
Cries of fear, anguish, and the like.
It seared into my skull.
And I woke up.
I felt the cold sweat hug my skin.
"Carl!" A feminine voice yelled.
She sounded as if she was in distress.
I looked towards the voice weakly.
Eliza.
She ran up to me.
Eliza placed her hand on my forehead, as if she was checking my temperature.
"Carl! Gosh, are you okay?" She worriedly asked.
I didn't answer her.
"Carl?"
Answer her damn it!
It felt as if my mouth was sewn shut.
It felt as if I didn't know any words to begin with.
"Uhg..." I let out, trying my best to speak once more.
I cleared my throat.
"I'm fine, Eliza. Thank you." I reassured.
She was still worried.
"Are you sure? You were murmuring something in your sleep... I think you were having a nightmare..."
The scream played again in my mind.
That horrifying scream.
"I-I think I was..."
I got up from my seat.
"I should go."
Eliza placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Wait." She said.
Her green eyes said everything.
It was a mix of fear, worry, and determination.
It was obvious what she meant to say.
I nodded.
I sat back down onto my seat.
Wow.
Another person that cares for my wellbeing.
That's rare.
And I'm grateful for that.
...
"Carl, do you want to tell me what happened in your nightmare?"
I looked at her with worry.
"You sure you want to know?" I asked.
She nodded solemnly.
"Yeah, Carl. I do. I'm worried about you- I mean your health!"
She then chuckled nervously.
I eyed her strange antic.
I sighed.
"Alright, here goes."
I took a deep breath.
Eliza seized the chance to bring a chair and sit right next to me.
"The first thing I remember was that I was in a... dead forest. A forest that was also fake, like it was simulated... And not only that, I felt as I was at peace for some reason..."
I felt that I was boring Eliza to death, so I looked at her.
But she wasn't bored.
Rather she was interested.
She nodded for me to continue.
"Okay... I had some control over my thoughts, like I was thinking 'Where was I?' and 'How did I get here?' and stuff. I think I was... uh... what's the word aga-"
"Lucid dreaming." She answered almost instantaneously.
I gave her a look that showed I was impressed.
"But for some reason, I started panic. I didn't know why, but I was panicking. I felt that I was being watched. I-I think I heard leaves ruffle, footsteps behind me, and eerie shadowy feel around me. So I started to run. I ran like Hell. But the weirdest thing happened."
She leaned in from the anticipation.
Wait.
What should I say?
Say that I heard Monika?
Or I heard...
No way...
Eliza?
"I heard a feminine voice..."
She raised an eyebrow.
"A feminine voice? Do you know who spoke in your nightmare?"
I looked down in thought.
I heard her voice.
I heard Monika's voice.
I heard Eliza's voice.
They sound so alike...
"I heard your voice." I stated, looking up to her.
Eliza widened her eyes at the mention of her.
"M-My voice?" She asked, with a slight pink tinge on both of cheeks.
I nodded.
"Yeah... I heard your voice. You were calling out to me. And that's where I stopped dead in my tracks."
She rubbed her face with her hands, trying to recompose herself.
"Uh... Sorry about that. I know it kind of sounds weird..." I sheepishly apologized, now realizing what I said.
She stopped rubbing herself and placed a soft hand on my shoulder.
I flinched somewhat from the contact.
"It's okay. It means a lot to me when you about me, Carl." She said with a beaming smile.
I felt my face flare up.
"U-uh... Thanks?" I awkwardly reply.
Her smile only brightened more.
And it made me smile back at her.
"Anyway..."
The next part made me frown.
It was the part that horrified me.
"As soon as I stopped in my tracks. I knew that there was someone following me. So, I turned around to see a feminine figure look right at me. She... She had no features, like she had no face, hair, clothing, nothing! She was just a bunch garbled and flickering red code."
"Flickering red code? How does that look like?" She asked.
I tapped my chin in thought.
"Flickering red code, huh? In my dream, it looked like it was swirling dark red bits... zeroes and ones surrounded the body. It was almost... demonic."
She nodded slowly to my explanation.
"Yeah... this 'demonic' figure was walking up to me and-"
"Let me guess, it raped you." She nonchalantly guessed.
I eyed her strangely.
"What? No! No! It didn't do that! Why would do that?!" I asked, as I was caught completely off-guard by her guess.
"I don't know, it kind of sounds like a rape scenario." She shrugged.
I chuckled at her nonchalant behavior.
"Nah. It not like that at all, Lizzy."
Now it was her turn to be taken off-guard.
"Lizzy?"
I smirked.
"Yep. I felt that I needed to make a nickname for you." I nonchalantly said.
She smiled at her new nickname.
"Anyway." My voice taking a serious tone.
"That figure... the last thing I remember was it lunging towards me. I felt my heart stop when it 'attacked' me. And... I heard this scream which... terrified me. That scream... It's still in my head."
We stayed silent.
"Are you okay now, Carl?"
I didn't answer her.
I was unsure of how to answer to her.
I don't want her worry about me.
I'm fine.
No...
I'm not.
I'm still shaken from that nightmare.
I sighed heavily.
"No. I'm not." I admitted.
Eliza nodded in understanding.
She stood up for some reason.
I thought she was going to leave but she motioned me to get up.
I reluctantly followed her lead, as I was confused as to what she was getting at.
She spread her arms out.
She wants me to hug her?
"Come on, Carl. A hug will make it all better!" She reassured.
I shrugged, unsure of what to do.
"I don't know... I'm not really a hugging type." I stated.
She rolled her eyes.
"I don't care. Come here." She demanded.
I raised an eyebrow at her sudden aggressiveness.
It amused me.
"Alright."
I walked towards her and she grabbed into a hug.
She was hugging me tightly.
I awkwardly hugged her back.
The hug felt nice.
It was been awhile since I've had a hug like this.
I hugged her back with the same amount of strength she gave, happy that I was being hugged.
The hug felt warm, soft, and pleasurable.
It made me happy, safe, and refreshed.
I wanted to hold on a bit longer, but she loosened herself from me.
And with that we let go of each other.
"See? Now do you feel better?" She asked with a toothy smile.
"Heh. Yeah, it did. I feel a lot better. Thanks, Eliza."
"It's the least I can do."
She sighed.
"Look, Carl. I need to go and do my shift. So I'll speak to you soon...?"
I smiled at her.
"Yeah. It's fine. I'll talk to you later."
She walked towards the door and opened it.
Just about she was to exit, she looked at me once more.
"Don't push yourself, Carl."
"I won't. Thanks, Lizzy."
She gave me a wink before leaving.
Something in me tickled when I saw that wink.
I leaned onto my seat and sighed heavily.
Alright... Time to check the progress of recovery.
Hell, I doubt it went up anyway.
I turned on the monitor and opened up the recovery program.
I felt my eyes widened from what the program was telling me.
No way...
No way!
Finally!
"Repressed memory sequence complete. Patient ready for extraction and neural shock."
They were finally free.
Finally, my stress can end!
Yes!
I typed in a series of commands to get the extraction ready.
I was hopeful that all this would end.
But that wasn't the case.
"Error! Command requires administrative control!"
What?
Am I not logged in as the administrator?
I typed the command to log in as admin again.
"Granted. Accessing command..."
That was weird.
Not sure why that happened.
A couple of seconds later, another error popped up.
"Error! Command requires PROJECT CONTROL."
What?!
Project Control?
Since when did extraction require Project Control?!
I thought the boss and I discussed this!
It can't be AI's fault, since this option is hardwired to the machine.
It's impossible to change that option, no matter how technically advanced the AI is.
But...
Why would the boss give a go on making this command a Project Control!
This doesn't make sense!
...
Wait...
Wait a minute...
Does the boss actually have...
Project Control?
Is he a mole from that other rival project company everyone keeps on talking about?
No...
No way...
It all makes sense now...
Ever since he said that he couldn't access the machine from HQ, his motives have been a little off...
He's been trying sabotage this whole thing from the start!
He knows what to do to on how to take out the AI!
Fuck!
What should I do?!
A text box appeared in front of me.
I was confused and horrified that a random text box appeared.
It began typing.
"Do you want to do what's right?"
It gave me the option to type.
"Who are you?"
It began typing again.
"That doesn't matter right now."
"Answer my question."
I was lost.
I was desperate.
I don't know what to do.
I needed to do what was right.
"Yes. Yes, I do."
It began typing.
"Good. Follow my lead."
I sighed in relief.
I'm trusting a text box on helping me.
Gosh, I am pathetic.
He began typing.
"Don't question my motives."
"Or else, you are on your own."
Fortunately they released each other sooner than expected.
They were both out of breath, as they were breathing heavily.
I guess I should wait for them to finish talking it out.
Their audible breathing caused them to draw closer and closer...
No!
Not again!
They can do this privately!
Now's not the time!
"Alright! Knock it off, you two!" I said, gently pushing both of them away from each other.
They both gave groans of discontent.
"Awww! But Val! It's so addicting!" Sayori pouted.
"Yeah! This feels amazing!" Tom followed up.
"Argh. That's good and all, but you are in a classroom! Everyone can just take a gander at this general direction and just see you two eating both of your faces off!"
They both pouted.
I sighed.
"Alright, how about this... Why don't you two..." I pointed to the closet room. "Go into the closet. Hopefully, no one will bother to go in there."
Both Sayori and Tom brightened up from my suggestion.
"Really?" They both said unison.
I shrugged.
"I guess? Look, do want you two want. I just suggesting things, alright? Just please, do things in realm of common sense, alright?"
"Yay!" Sayori squealed in excitement.
She then grabs Tom's hand and drags him to the closet.
"Let's go Tom! We have some lost time to make up for!" She exclaimed.
Look at those two go at it...
Jesus.
Am I forgetting something?
Ah! Right!
Tom's poem!
"Tom! Wait! Before you two go at it, can we exchange poems?" I requested.
Tom blushed at my statement.
"Right..."
He pulls out his poem and I share it with him.
Sayori lets go of Tom's hand and hugs his arm.
"What's wrooong?!" Sayori unhappily said.
"Just a bit Say, just giving Val my poem." Tom replied, as he got my poem.
She gave an cute and disgruntled sound.
"Hurry up!" She demands.
I smirk at the scene in front of me.
I finally seize the chance to read the poem.
Oh wait...
For some reason this poem is just a bunch of garbled letters and numbers...
Why is that?
I should ask Tom why's that later.
Title: Endgame
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TW9uZGF5LiBNb25kYXkgaXMgbXkgZW5kZ2FtZSwgRnJhbmsuIEknbGwgZG8gd2hhdGV2ZXIgSSBjYW4gdG8gd2FrZSB5b3UgdXAuIEl0J3MgdGhlIGxlYXN0IEkgY2Fu
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I looked up at Tom.
Endgame?
What's the endgame?
Might as well say that it was good and all.
"Hey, Tom. Nice poem. I liked it!" I declared.
He smiled.
"Thanks, F͟҉̡͓̙̗̟͞ͅr͔̩͎̳͠ą̣͖͚͚̹̘̰͖̻̱͉̳̙̼̫͘͠ǹ͇̬͍͕̤͔̻k̴̛̛͍͈̺̻͘͘!"
Frank?
I arched an eyebrow.
"Who's Frank?" I asked.
He also raised an eyebrow, confused as to what I was getting at.
"Frank? I said, Val, dude." He stated as he gave me my poem back.
That's weird...
I could've sworn I heard Frank...
Who is Frank?
Why does it sound awfully familiar?
...
I'll brood that later.
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Sayori finally took the opportunity to yank Tom away from me and into the closet.
He yelped as he entered room.
Sayori slowly closed the door with a grin on her face.
That's not good.
Oh well.
That's his mess.
Now, who's up next to share their poem with me?
"Um... Valkyrie?" A shy voice asked.
Speak of the devil, Yuri.
I need to apologize for being a bit too intense with her and Natsuki...
I put on a relaxing smile and turned to her.
"Oh, hey Yuri!" I greeted with great enthusiasm.
She couldn't help but smile.
"H-Hello, Valkyrie..." She nervously greeted back.
"Look, it's about the thing-"
Yuri covered her face and dove into my chest.
"I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" She relentlessly apologized while placing herself on my chest.
I was taken aback from Yuri's apology and awkwardly patted her back.
Rather, I was patting Yuri's long purple hair instead.
I took the chance to stroke her majestic purple hair instead.
"Hey... Hey... It's okay. I forgive you. That was all you needed to, Yuri."
She pulled up from my chest and gazed at my eyes.
"R-Really?" She asked in disbelief.
"Yep." I simply said.
"I really appreciate it, Valkyrie. Thank you."
I pulled her off me, despite her extreme reluctance.
"Yeah. Don't worry about it. Now, want to trade poems?"
"Yes, please!" She pulls out her poem.
Yuri stopped in her tracks.
I was confused as to why she stopped handing me her poem.
I reach out for it.
"Ah, ah, ah. Valkyrie..." She moves it away from my grasp.
Yuri looks at me with a condescending gaze.
"Do you really wish to read my poem?"
I arched an eyebrow, confused by her sudden playfulness.
"Yeah? I do." I replied, as I reached for the poem.
She giggles as she makes sure that it is out of my reach.
"Hm, hm, hm... If you want to read my poem... then you shall have to kiss me!"
She points her lips.
"Right here!"
I was baffled from Yuri's playfulness.
How old was she when she was forced to be recluse?
Damn, she must have been very young...
God, kids can be the meanest things on Earth...
She just pulled a Monika on me.
"Whoa..." Was all I let out.
"Haha... That awed expression of yours is so amusing!"
I regained my composure and looked at Yuri.
"Yuri... Did you know, you just pulled a Monika?"
Her mocking expression was replaced with a look of confusion.
"What was that?"
I took the chance to take a mocking expression on her.
"You pulled a Monika." I said again.
Her perplexed expression grew more intense.
"What is 'pulling a Monika'?" She asked.
I chuckled.
"Yep! A Monika. Basically, where you blackmail me into doing something for you. Especially when you force me to kiss you and etc-era."
Yuri slowly nodded in understanding.
"Oh..."
Then her eyes widened.
"Wait... Does that mean..."
Her purple pupils focused onto me.
Uh oh...
"Did you kiss Monika?" She asked out of distraught.
That question threw me off-guard.
Oh right!
She doesn't know that I kissed Monika!
And Natsuki...
Damn it!
What options do I have?
Lie?
Tell the truth?
Evade the question?
The first option seems easier to do...
The second option seems like Yuri might do something obsessive...
The third option isn't even a possibility! Yuri's too level headed to fall for a distraction!
...
I noticed Yuri's razor sharp eyes scanning my very face.
Not only that, she is completely focused on me...
Looks like I am going with option A.
"Uh..." I let out, unsure of what exactly I am going to say.
I cleared my throat.
"No. I didn't kiss her. She is just really... flirty and playful. Don't worry." I lied.
And that lie left a sickening taste in my mouth.
Yuri's expression mellowed, showing that I succeeded in lying to her, which amplified the bitter and sour taste.
"Oh. I see..."
She then rubbed her chin in thought.
"So if I blackmail you to kiss me, just so you can read my poem... that's 'pulling a Monika?'" She inquired.
"Yeah..." I responded, still feeling sick of lying.
"In that case... I just pulled a Monika! Now come here, Valkyrie!"
Aw shit...
"Wait! Right here? In front of... well everyone?!" I asked, silently pleading that she would stop her crusade.
"Why of course!"
She leans in, our faces separated by a mere inch.
Her dark purple eyes now shallow and refined.
And they were looking right at mine.
"Don't you love me, Valkyrie?"
I flinched from this.
My breathing was unsteady from the distance we were sharing.
"I-I... I do! I do love you, but I just don't... have a good feeling about this, Yuri."
Yuri leaned closer.
I saw how her galaxy purple hair covet her forehead.
How her eyes searched meticulously mine.
I felt her hot breath on my lips.
"Kiss me." She demanded in a hushed and hungry tone.
Wait. Do I have to kiss her?
Can I just spite her?
But first thing is first.
She's getting a bit too intense.
I need to calm her down.
"Hold on, Yuri." I gently pushed Yuri away.
Initially, Yuri was disappointed as to me pushing her away.
But when I placed my hands on her cheeks and caressed them, her expression turned surprised.
I looked her with warm eyes.
"Yuri. I will kiss you. But you need to calm down. Okay?"
Her eyes widened.
Then she looked away in guilt.
"I...I did it again, didn't I?" She muttered.
Yuri closed her eyes in shame.
"I got too intense again..."
She sighs heavily.
"I only get too intense when I am around you, Valkyrie..."
She gets intense because me.
I know that.
But I am the only person that can calm her down.
She really loves me a lot...
I pull her up to look towards me.
"Shh... Yuri. It's okay."
Yuri opens her mellow purple eyes.
"Valkyrie... I hate this side of me. I truly hate it."
"Yuri, it's okay. It's fine."
"Why am I like this? Why do you love me?!"
"Yuri, stop!" I yelled, hoping that it stop her.
"I hate myself! But doing this feels so good! I'm so pathetic!"
Damn it, Yuri!
I wanted her to stop berating herself.
So I did the only thing necessary.
AN: I apologize for the lateness of this chapter. The APs I had this week were annoying, but hey, free college credits. I don't have anymore APs so I am good, therefore the next chapter will be out Thursday.
I gotta say, I never thought that I would break 200k words. To be honest, I think I drew this out for too long, but at the same time, it helped with character development. Also, I think it's safe to say that I have improved as a writer from chapter 2, to the current chapter. But there is some people that might say otherwise, I guess.
Thank you all for the support you have given me to press onto doing this fic. It is really, really appreciated.
As compensation, you guys can suggest some fluff scenes during the beach chapter, as part of a greasy-cheesy fan service, I suppose. Go wild in the review section, I'll read them!
Anyway, onto the reviews.
Stranger, Originally, this fic was supposed to be a wholesome fic, but I decided that would get old quick. So I decided to add a hidden plot using some out of place details in the story. Using those, I decided to create the technician plot, the guy in the mask plot, and Frank/Val plot on letting go. That's right three plots! I guess you can say this fic is kind of a jack-of-all-trades. Has fluff, plot (even though it isn't the greatest), and memes. I appreciate the kind words, dude.
Quill, Hey! Don't worry, I'm back! The tests are fucking gone, thank God! I am also glad that you read the part of plant nut. I love that analogy so much. And I will enjoy writing the chapter, as I said before, give some suggestions.
DruidShadow, *Thinking emoji* Hmm... I wouldn't doubt Yuri is the best girl. But I wouldn't doubt that for Sayori, Natsuki, or Monika. Eeh... I guess you can say I have no preference. But hey, if you likey knify-knify I'll try to add some more fluff about her.
Storm, sick dialogue fam.
Pdrocker, Shiittt... Do you have the AP Bio test tomorrow? Cause a friend of mine is going to take it as well. I heard it was pretty confusing... Either way, I hope you can cope with this fic on Thursday! Thanks for review and saying this is your comfort fic! I really appreciate it!
Remiboi, Before I start, I'm gonna crack my knuckles and so I can type the monster review you put up!
Let's do this!
The first part has so much revealed but yet it is meant to confuse readers. The characters thinking and speaking are up for debate. I cannot say a damn thing, as it ruin the plot. Oh yeah, heard of the project control? There is more than control than you would think... Think about it.
Also, that corrupted memory found thing? That is going to be something very significant at the end.
Remember, Monika is not willing to share, and she is going to assert her dominance by any means necessary. But in a nice way, I guess. Also watch the behaviors of the girls, they are a changin'.
The pain is something that will be revealed later, but you are in the right track, dude!
Oh gosh, if Frank/Val played the game, this all would be so, so different, I am not going to lie.
I made myself chuckle reading that sentence on loading her. Nice.
I wouldn't say that, really. Remember, the machine is trying it's best to output the closest approximation of the girls with corrupted simulation files. Mood swings, galore.
Eh, I wouldn't say so. I thought your suggestion was better. I tried to put it in, but I was in way too deep to change topics. Yep, falling in love with both of them has made his really conflicted.
Yeah... I noticed that. That apyr meme was good while it lasted.
Yep, there's a certain factor. Watch out for future technician chapters on that.
Huh... That's a really, really good idea! I might put that in someplace...
Also, I'm sorry that it was called that.
Yeah, all the tests I took are done. Thank God!
And don't worry, your "rambling" is awfully similar to my school as making a 15 page essay since we are seniors and shit.
Hopefully the allergies are kinder to you now, since the nut has finally finished being spread, somewhat.
Thank you for the bomb-ass review!
P.S: Wow that guest dude sounds like a lot like you xd its not like you said that it was you
TitanSolracar, Thanks for understanding! Thankfully, the nut is mostly gone, and I am feeling a lot better. And whoa, I didn't mean I will be gone for a month, just a week. lol. But I really, really, appreciate the wait, however. That means a lot to me.
Alright! That's all for reviews. Again, suggestions and reviews are open. I don't bite.
Thank you all for reading this.
Have a wonderful Sunday.