Ok, here is what happened:

School started, and I became a tamagochi;

I sleep, I eat, I drink, maybe learn something sometimes, occasionally, maybe, if I'm lucky, and go back to sleep.

So tamagochi but worse because tamagochi doesn't care.

For weeks (and now months) I had basically no free time, so when I actually had some, the last thing I wanted to do was to write something, I wanted to have fun with no focus involved, so writing was out because of that. Using your mental strength on basically nothing is incredibly frustrating too, but you know that, you were in school.

I shall never forgive anyone who made it that way.

Anyway~

J-More: Love what you are doing with the concept3.

Well, thank you for the complement!

Have an amazing one!

And, damn! Finally!

Louise - After dinner

Because of Kirche's constant nagging and because her fear just left her without notice she went with her instead.

The day felt dim and weirdly grimm, yet the wind was bringing a melody from a far away place. A serene melody of a few instruments.

We sat down at one of the tables and asked one of the roaming maids for tea.

"So how did your father learn the trick for hallucinations? I didn't think of him as a one to be cursed by hallucinations. Wasn't he a bodyguard or something? Didn't you need to have some mental fortitude for this kind of job?"

Kirche's smile wavered a little.

"That's a lot of questions."

"I am just curious."

"Well... - Kirche Started - he hadn't had hallucinations before, obviously... my father was indeed something of a bodyguard. He was guarding important people with a team, sometimes for months... But he always came back the same, happy to see us... to see me..."

"...but?"

Kirche's expression turned sour with an underlying feeling of sorrow and unfairness. She hugged herself.

"...After one of his assignments, an excavation mission... he returned changed. He became paranoid, looking at shadows as if something is going to get out of them to devour him. He started to bring not only his wand but a damned enchanted sword eveywhere. He said it's for protection or something stupid like that, I can't remember now. Now constantly mumbling to himself I overheard from him that his whole team was killed by the 'damned crow' and that he is going to kill it after performing as many tortur methods that he could think of.

"He obviously never took any assignment ever again.

"The last time I saw him, he was convinced that I was one of the monsters and tried to...

-Kirche's eyes had turned into a haunted and hollow look. -

"...kill me. It was't some normal attack or anything... it was as if I was his mortal enemy. He tried to kill me as if I was some vermin to be purged, shouting at me, trying to hunt me down in our mansion. He was hunting me like a damned barbarian! Stomping and wheezing like a beast. My mother decided that he should be locked out... but I swear he was getting better! After one of the therapy hours, my father, as he was sainer than usual after them, said the same thing as I said to you..."

Louise took the initiative this time." 'Focus what's real and familiar and stick to it like your life depends on it'. Yes?"

"... Yes... But he didn't stick to his own advice..."

Kirche's turned silent, obviously didn't want to speak of it anymore, she was just looking at the ground now.

Kirche's "feel" changed too. Kirche now felt like a cold, sad candle flame, a mere shadow of its formal brighness, or intensity.

Louise felt weirdly numb to Kirche's confession, as if her friend didn't just describe her life's tragedy. The notice of it made Louise feel terrible. As if Kirche's feelings didn't matter... Now, how to make her feel better?

Kirche likes physical affection. Do I do something with that?

Do I just say "I am sorry"? It's not the worst thing to say, but it weirdly sounds like I didn't care.

What to say? What to do?

Do I like... hmm.. misery likes company..

Maybe...

"My mother wasn't a very affectionate person or an understanding one, you know? Every time I broke a rule, even the tiniest one I was given no food or water, I had to stand in place for houres... why do you think I have physics of an twelve year old?

"She believed that I was a cursed child and wasn't silent to express her thoughts... I start to believe her now...

"She was lenient to my sisters though, I hated them for a while because of that... but before I could have a permanent stigma against them, my older sister did something. She was like a guardian. She was giving me food and water when mother wasn't looking, she was telling me stories when I was standing in place, when I got bored."

This got a reaction out of Kirche. "She is an amazing person, then..."

Kirche's flame wasn't as sad as before. Did it work?

"Oh, she is. Did you have such a person, Kirche?"

"I-I don't"

The slowly brightening flame of Kirche was blown out just like that.

There were tears falling from her cheeks. The realisation that she truelly had no one similar to Louise's sister. No kindred soul to shout out suffering.

Louise froze up.

I need to say something! Quick!

Ymm...!

It was like a thunder to Kirche what Louise said next.

"...C-can I be that person for you...?"

Autor notes.

Bruh, when I did researche I learned that the rule of steel is unrelated to closing yourself to emotion, as fanficts would let you believe. The rules just says "Don't break da rules :("

As in the sekiro rules, "Master is absolute." thing.

And, last thing. For the love of god! DO NOT WRITE ON THIS SITE. YOU WILL HAVE TERRIBLE TIME TRYING TO COPY IT ON ANYTHING ELSE. Just write on other site or app or whatever! But not here! They have this new awful ai assistant that needs to have your text segmented to work and, because of that, you cannot copy your text in full with one click. Sharing files is even more awful. Because its not a file, that you have on your phone (I write on a phone) but on a server you can't copy from. You cannot share through gmail or text file either. You can only share through wifi to another account on the site. It's extremely unconveniant.

To copy it I had to do multiple screenshots to copy the text from. It was bad. And I needed to do it for every single file. And I had written more than just what you see.