***Standard disclaimer goes here.***
AN: Feel free to rip this to shreds, after all... I did it for teh lulz! :snigger:
Quick reminders: italic font means whispering, bold font means shouting;
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<a href='https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aHdKkto57EZwYWcznySoF861bMalGtuTzmkc3BbwkBQ/edit' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Otaku Continue?</a> <- link is to most up to date draft on Google Drive
Oneshot Inspired by LastofakindÆs - Press Start Otaku!
It had been quite a few years since Keitaro had left his parentÆs home and moved to the Hinata Dorm. He had focused on studying to pass the Toudai entrance exam and his Grandmother had named him manager of the old Family Inn turned Girls Only contract dorm. The residents were mostly good to him, even if some of them had their quirks; but considering who his current and past friends were, he had learned to let things slide as long as it wasnÆt detrimental to everyone involved.
Due to an earlier accident involving the freshly bathed resident vixen, a loose towel, a startled youngster, a tea kettle and very specific cries of feminine rage; the aforementioned Manager was busy fixing and resetting the front door back on itÆs railing. While normally it would have been another annoying chore tagged onto his abundant list of daily obligations, he was whistling a happy tune.
Contrary to popular belief, Keitaro was not completely unpopular growing up. Sure he was neither a consummate ladies man, captain of sports team, nor the leader of a social group. Likewise he wasnÆt voted ôMost Likely to Succeedö by his peers, but what few friendships he had garnered, he cherished like no other; and that suited him just fine.
Today however, his good mood couldnÆt be tarnished, even by an earlier accident and by now well known repercussions. You see, he was expecting a guest; and while normally he would be walking on eggshells every time his good friends Masayuki Haitani and Kimiaki Shirai dropped by, todayÆs guest was someone he was sure would be immediately accepted and welcome by his tenants.
As he waxed poetically to himself about the nature of this particular friendship, a very distinct cry of anguish was heard from the stone stairwell leading up to the old Inn ôMOU! these stairs are worse than the Comiket Entrance Line!ö
Hearing the shout, Keitaro approached the top of the stone stairs ôOh quit whining you slacker!ö and admonished his expected visitor with a smile ôYou and I both know those stairs are at least five times worse!ö
ôYeah, but over there we get to enjoy more of my precious!ö green eyes, partially hidden by a mop of sweat matted blue hair, looked up to him and returned his smile.
ôI missed you too...oomph!ö his welcoming phrase was interrupted as he was knocked onto the ground via a perfectly executed flying-glomp-tackle. The assailant in question was a somewhat short, petite young lady with long flowing (if slightly messy) blue hair, wearing what could pass off as a cosplay of one of this seasonÆs more popular high school themed anime personalities, while a suitcase almost as tall as her landed beside them with a thunk.
After taking her time to hug and cuddle her friend for a bit, she fisted his shirt and glared her emerald green eyes into his chocolate brown, pouting angrily at him ôYou ALWAYS say that!ö, then slowly releasing his shirt, her face slowly changing to a very feline smirk ôIÆm gonna make you prove it one of these daysö.
ôYouÆve been saying that for years...ö he smoothly replied with a boyish smile, disarming the now tired and somewhat rumpled young lady on his lap ôlong day, Kona-chan?ö.
ôDay, week, month... you know how it gets, Kei-chanö she sighed as she got up, her clothes had a few dirt and grass stains, but she didnÆt seem to mind ôby the way, the girls send their regards and Dad keeps asking when youÆll ever come visit again, he says he needs a drinking buddy that can keep up.ö
ôSorry, between my folks kicking me out and the studying for Toudai...ö he began verbalizing his often rehearsed mental tirade, she stood him up and caressed his cheek in a soothing fashion.
ôSay no more!ö she posed not unlike a certain (fictional) female leader of a high school fun brigade ôTeh Kona-chan has arrived!ö then jumped, making him catch her in his arms ôtime for some regularly scheduled fun!ö and motioning so as to carry her and her suitcase into the Inn.
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Meanwhile, in the living room of the old Inn turned Girls Only Contract Dorm, the residents were concerned more with letting go of an issue that had happened earlier. The vixen of the group seemed more pensive than her usual self, advocating for their manager and how he endured with his not-quite-girlfriendÆs less than tender mercies.
ôNaru... you should really give him more than three seconds to explain himself whenever anything like this morning happensö she counseled her best friend, while stirring the pot and causing a ruckus was fun, she knew that sometimes a little peace and quiet was just as well received.
ôI... I know, itÆs just...ö fumed the resident firebrand in question, debating her less than ideal relationship with the man of the house. ôItÆs like he puts himself in those situations on purpose sometimes, you know?ö While she could start admitting to herself that she enjoyed his presence, most of the time; she couldnÆt help but get angry any time she believed one of her fellow tenants were inconvenienced by the man in question.
ôOh! Stop that!ö Kitsune admonished ôYou and I both know that if he hadnÆt caught Shinobu-chan when he did, she may have burned herself with the tea kettle she was carryingö praising the ex-ronin wasnÆt an easy task, but she hoped her words would mollify her best friend with the show of support.
ôI will admit, he has been rather helpful and setting a positive example for the young ones as of lateö added the house sword maiden. ôEven his moments of lewd behavior have almost completely diminishedö she continued to defend the young man that at one time may have become her husband, but ended up helping her find new purpose in life since her confrontation with her sister.
ôAlright already...ö Naru sighed in defeat, wondering if her not-quite-boyfriend had also wormed into the hearts of her best friends and fellow pervert bashers, just as easily as he had into hers. ôIÆll apologize to him once he finishes fixing the doorö.
ôA.. anou...ö the young lady of said earlier incident and resident homemaker decided to chime in ôis... is Sempai going to be okay?ö
ôHe should be Shinomu-chan!ö grinned the tanned blonde princess in their midst as she tried to cheer up her best friend ôMy kicks are just as hard as Naru-naruÆs punches and he bounces back from those all the timeö.
ôNo... that's not it, Kaolla-chan... I mean...ö the bluenette pointed out toward the main door, as her friends noticed the lack of ex-ronin and his brand of house improvement ôhe usually doesnÆt take this long when fixing a doorö.
ôDonÆt worry none, Shinobu-chan... heÆs probably outside taking a break, grabbing some fresh airö answered her silver haired elder ôitÆs not like heÆd go out and lecherously abduct some young girl to have his way with!ö
ôPreposterous!ö sniffed Motoko, somehow feeling her recently borne respect of her manager being slighted ôAs if he would... have the... gall to...ö her train of thought being derailed as she noticed the young man in question as he walked into the living room carrying what seemed to a young lady wearing a dirty rumpled school uniform.
æLooks like 'Bad Habits Die Hard' and all that rotÆ Kitsune thought as she noticed where MotokoÆs sight was directed æaaand, there went the last hour's talks down the drain... might as well enjoy the fun while it lasts!Æ she put her usual teasing foxy grin and started her favorite sport ôMy my Keitaro, I knew you were particularly sweet on Shinobu-chan... but I didnÆt think you really WERE of that persuasion!ö
ôEh? Sempai is sweet on me?ö blushed the young girl in question æI might still have a chance!!Æ
ôURASHIMAAAA!!!ö Motoko raged, the scene before her betraying her previous mood and attempt to help see him in a positive light ônot only are you a perverted molester!ö her hand quickly reaching for the sword at her hip ôbut you're a LOLICON too!!!ö
ôOh! Does this mean that I donÆt NEED the Red Moon to get him in the mood?ö asked Kaolla with a bit of an adult lilt to her not no innocent question.
ôKeitaro...ö Naru seethed silently as her hands slowly turned into fists, knuckles turning white ôyou have exactly ten seconds to let the little girl go, and explain yourself.ö
ôJeeeze!... You really WERE serious when you said she was like Kagami-chan on steroidsö whispered the petite young lady in the ex-roninÆs arms.
ôUh... Kona-chan...ö was as far as the ex-ronin could respond, before being instructed to gingerly put his charge and her sizable suitcase down carefully.
ôDonÆt sweat it Kei-chanö she winked back playfully at her best male friend, followed by dusting off her own clothes ôI got this one.ö
ôSuuure...ö Keitaro snorted as he remembered a funny memory ôlike that time you forgot your ID and they almost kicked us out of an Izakaya on the twinsÆ 20th birthday?ö
ôHow was I to know Tsukasa wanted to go out and see what a sake bomb tasted like?ö sharing a quiet laugh with her friend. ôAt least Dad was cool enough to bring my ID and pay the first round.ö
ôGood times... good timesö Keitaro smiled placidly, not unlike a happy Buddha.
ôBy the way, Yuki-chan has been asking when youÆre coming backö Kona-chan asked as she straightened out her clothes ôshe wants you to draw another portrait of herö
ôYou and her know my conditions...ö he nodded with an impish smile.
ôOh! SheÆs quite willing to sit tight and model for an hour, but this time I WILL make her laugh out loudö the young lady posed with purpose, not unlike the objection of a certain video game lawyer.
The ladies of the Hinata Dorm were flabbergasted at completely comfortable, casual, if possibly overly relaxed attitude going back and forth between the young lady and the smooth talking impostor that looked like their manager.
Seizing the moment of shock on the Hinata Residents, Kona-chan walked up to the residents and presented herself with a slight Cheshire cat grin. ôPlease excuse my manners. My name is Konata Izumi, a long time friend of Keitaro, nice to meet you all.ö
ôI... er... WeÆre glad to you know him,ö sighed Kitsune in relief, glad her joke was just make believe ôfor a second there, we almost had a misunderstandingö.
ôWhat? You thought he was some pedo stalker that finally got lucky?ö Konata asked as she looked toward the previously angry, now slightly ashamed ladies.
ôUh... um... that is...ö Naru fidgeted as she tried to explain her previous response.
ôDonÆt worry about it, happens a lot because IÆm so smallö shrugged the long haired bluenette as if it were a common occurrence. ôKeiÆs not that much older than me... maybe three-four months older?ö she questioned herself as she showed them her most up to date Identification Card.
ôEeeeeh??ö Shinobu was shocked to believe the young lady that looked barely older than her was, in fact, older than most of her fellow residents.
ôUgh! DonÆt remind meö Keitaro shook his head ashamed ôI still remember that æIÆm happy because I can buy ErogeÆs NOW!Æ song and dance routine you did when you turned 18ö followed by palming his face, finding he could not forget the particular memory, as much as he tried... mostly because it was so silly.
ôItÆs still one of my Top 5 Birthdays ever!ö she grinned back at her good buddy with two thumbs up.
Kaolla looked back and forth between the two good friends and whispered to Shinobu ôI like her, sheÆs fun and sheÆs not all weird and formal!ö
ôOkay, now with that THATÆs out of the wayö she walked back to Keitaro ôWhereÆs your computer? I got this new game I KNOW youÆre gonna LOVE!ö as she proceeded to push him up the stairs.
æOh... my... God....Æ thought the resident Vixen, concerned as she noticed the she herself had never been able to manhandle her manager so easily "SheÆs got him wrapped up around her pinky finger, and sheÆs not even trying!".
ôSlow down Kona-chan... We need to put your stuff down in the room I prepared for you first, then we can start catching up properö said manhandled manager tried to admonish his friend, failing stupendously.
æWah?... but... heÆs my...Æ NaruÆs thought process could not keep up with nor make heads or tails of the scene before her. ôAnother girlö, older than her, yet not as pretty as her ômaking MY Keitaro laugh and smile as much as Mutsumi-san doesö... he was being a complete gentleman, not spazzing out at all ôit just doesnÆt make sense!ö
ôIt has Waitresses, Maids and Mikos... and they have huge boobs like Yuki-chanÆs!ö she shamelessly waved at the residents as she pushed her buddy down one of the halls ôyou still have those cool headphones I got you for birthday, right?ö
MotokoÆs eyes opened in shock, as a memory came back to her, then as an epiphany suddenly came to her, unwittingly voicing it out loud ôSheÆs courting... and trying to pervert... HIM?ö
As the residents tried to make sense of what transpired moments ago, the long haired bluenette reappeared at the top of the stairs, without her buddy, but wearing a kitty grin on her lips ôbeen trying to get it through his thick skull for years now, but he just doesnÆt pick up my not so subtle hints.ö
ôHey Shinomuuu!... heeeey!ö Kaolla shook a very quiet and nose-bleeding Shinobu ôlend me one of your cute dresses... pleeeeease!ö
The previously shocked Shinobu looked up at whom she now considered her newest sempai in awe and whispered ôI knew Sempai was the perfect man!ö
ôYeah, my friends think so too!ö Konata smiled happily as she walked off to the room she was assigned ôHey Kei-chan! Wanna see me in my newest Cosplay outfit?ö
AN: Feel free to rip this to shreds, after all... I did it for teh lulz! :snigger:
Quick reminders: italic font means whispering, bold font means shouting;
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<a href='https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aHdKkto57EZwYWcznySoF861bMalGtuTzmkc3BbwkBQ/edit' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Otaku Continue?</a> <- link is to most up to date draft on Google Drive
Oneshot Inspired by LastofakindÆs - Press Start Otaku!
It had been quite a few years since Keitaro had left his parentÆs home and moved to the Hinata Dorm. He had focused on studying to pass the Toudai entrance exam and his Grandmother had named him manager of the old Family Inn turned Girls Only contract dorm. The residents were mostly good to him, even if some of them had their quirks; but considering who his current and past friends were, he had learned to let things slide as long as it wasnÆt detrimental to everyone involved.
Due to an earlier accident involving the freshly bathed resident vixen, a loose towel, a startled youngster, a tea kettle and very specific cries of feminine rage; the aforementioned Manager was busy fixing and resetting the front door back on itÆs railing. While normally it would have been another annoying chore tagged onto his abundant list of daily obligations, he was whistling a happy tune.
Contrary to popular belief, Keitaro was not completely unpopular growing up. Sure he was neither a consummate ladies man, captain of sports team, nor the leader of a social group. Likewise he wasnÆt voted ôMost Likely to Succeedö by his peers, but what few friendships he had garnered, he cherished like no other; and that suited him just fine.
Today however, his good mood couldnÆt be tarnished, even by an earlier accident and by now well known repercussions. You see, he was expecting a guest; and while normally he would be walking on eggshells every time his good friends Masayuki Haitani and Kimiaki Shirai dropped by, todayÆs guest was someone he was sure would be immediately accepted and welcome by his tenants.
As he waxed poetically to himself about the nature of this particular friendship, a very distinct cry of anguish was heard from the stone stairwell leading up to the old Inn ôMOU! these stairs are worse than the Comiket Entrance Line!ö
Hearing the shout, Keitaro approached the top of the stone stairs ôOh quit whining you slacker!ö and admonished his expected visitor with a smile ôYou and I both know those stairs are at least five times worse!ö
ôYeah, but over there we get to enjoy more of my precious!ö green eyes, partially hidden by a mop of sweat matted blue hair, looked up to him and returned his smile.
ôI missed you too...oomph!ö his welcoming phrase was interrupted as he was knocked onto the ground via a perfectly executed flying-glomp-tackle. The assailant in question was a somewhat short, petite young lady with long flowing (if slightly messy) blue hair, wearing what could pass off as a cosplay of one of this seasonÆs more popular high school themed anime personalities, while a suitcase almost as tall as her landed beside them with a thunk.
After taking her time to hug and cuddle her friend for a bit, she fisted his shirt and glared her emerald green eyes into his chocolate brown, pouting angrily at him ôYou ALWAYS say that!ö, then slowly releasing his shirt, her face slowly changing to a very feline smirk ôIÆm gonna make you prove it one of these daysö.
ôYouÆve been saying that for years...ö he smoothly replied with a boyish smile, disarming the now tired and somewhat rumpled young lady on his lap ôlong day, Kona-chan?ö.
ôDay, week, month... you know how it gets, Kei-chanö she sighed as she got up, her clothes had a few dirt and grass stains, but she didnÆt seem to mind ôby the way, the girls send their regards and Dad keeps asking when youÆll ever come visit again, he says he needs a drinking buddy that can keep up.ö
ôSorry, between my folks kicking me out and the studying for Toudai...ö he began verbalizing his often rehearsed mental tirade, she stood him up and caressed his cheek in a soothing fashion.
ôSay no more!ö she posed not unlike a certain (fictional) female leader of a high school fun brigade ôTeh Kona-chan has arrived!ö then jumped, making him catch her in his arms ôtime for some regularly scheduled fun!ö and motioning so as to carry her and her suitcase into the Inn.
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Meanwhile, in the living room of the old Inn turned Girls Only Contract Dorm, the residents were concerned more with letting go of an issue that had happened earlier. The vixen of the group seemed more pensive than her usual self, advocating for their manager and how he endured with his not-quite-girlfriendÆs less than tender mercies.
ôNaru... you should really give him more than three seconds to explain himself whenever anything like this morning happensö she counseled her best friend, while stirring the pot and causing a ruckus was fun, she knew that sometimes a little peace and quiet was just as well received.
ôI... I know, itÆs just...ö fumed the resident firebrand in question, debating her less than ideal relationship with the man of the house. ôItÆs like he puts himself in those situations on purpose sometimes, you know?ö While she could start admitting to herself that she enjoyed his presence, most of the time; she couldnÆt help but get angry any time she believed one of her fellow tenants were inconvenienced by the man in question.
ôOh! Stop that!ö Kitsune admonished ôYou and I both know that if he hadnÆt caught Shinobu-chan when he did, she may have burned herself with the tea kettle she was carryingö praising the ex-ronin wasnÆt an easy task, but she hoped her words would mollify her best friend with the show of support.
ôI will admit, he has been rather helpful and setting a positive example for the young ones as of lateö added the house sword maiden. ôEven his moments of lewd behavior have almost completely diminishedö she continued to defend the young man that at one time may have become her husband, but ended up helping her find new purpose in life since her confrontation with her sister.
ôAlright already...ö Naru sighed in defeat, wondering if her not-quite-boyfriend had also wormed into the hearts of her best friends and fellow pervert bashers, just as easily as he had into hers. ôIÆll apologize to him once he finishes fixing the doorö.
ôA.. anou...ö the young lady of said earlier incident and resident homemaker decided to chime in ôis... is Sempai going to be okay?ö
ôHe should be Shinomu-chan!ö grinned the tanned blonde princess in their midst as she tried to cheer up her best friend ôMy kicks are just as hard as Naru-naruÆs punches and he bounces back from those all the timeö.
ôNo... that's not it, Kaolla-chan... I mean...ö the bluenette pointed out toward the main door, as her friends noticed the lack of ex-ronin and his brand of house improvement ôhe usually doesnÆt take this long when fixing a doorö.
ôDonÆt worry none, Shinobu-chan... heÆs probably outside taking a break, grabbing some fresh airö answered her silver haired elder ôitÆs not like heÆd go out and lecherously abduct some young girl to have his way with!ö
ôPreposterous!ö sniffed Motoko, somehow feeling her recently borne respect of her manager being slighted ôAs if he would... have the... gall to...ö her train of thought being derailed as she noticed the young man in question as he walked into the living room carrying what seemed to a young lady wearing a dirty rumpled school uniform.
æLooks like 'Bad Habits Die Hard' and all that rotÆ Kitsune thought as she noticed where MotokoÆs sight was directed æaaand, there went the last hour's talks down the drain... might as well enjoy the fun while it lasts!Æ she put her usual teasing foxy grin and started her favorite sport ôMy my Keitaro, I knew you were particularly sweet on Shinobu-chan... but I didnÆt think you really WERE of that persuasion!ö
ôEh? Sempai is sweet on me?ö blushed the young girl in question æI might still have a chance!!Æ
ôURASHIMAAAA!!!ö Motoko raged, the scene before her betraying her previous mood and attempt to help see him in a positive light ônot only are you a perverted molester!ö her hand quickly reaching for the sword at her hip ôbut you're a LOLICON too!!!ö
ôOh! Does this mean that I donÆt NEED the Red Moon to get him in the mood?ö asked Kaolla with a bit of an adult lilt to her not no innocent question.
ôKeitaro...ö Naru seethed silently as her hands slowly turned into fists, knuckles turning white ôyou have exactly ten seconds to let the little girl go, and explain yourself.ö
ôJeeeze!... You really WERE serious when you said she was like Kagami-chan on steroidsö whispered the petite young lady in the ex-roninÆs arms.
ôUh... Kona-chan...ö was as far as the ex-ronin could respond, before being instructed to gingerly put his charge and her sizable suitcase down carefully.
ôDonÆt sweat it Kei-chanö she winked back playfully at her best male friend, followed by dusting off her own clothes ôI got this one.ö
ôSuuure...ö Keitaro snorted as he remembered a funny memory ôlike that time you forgot your ID and they almost kicked us out of an Izakaya on the twinsÆ 20th birthday?ö
ôHow was I to know Tsukasa wanted to go out and see what a sake bomb tasted like?ö sharing a quiet laugh with her friend. ôAt least Dad was cool enough to bring my ID and pay the first round.ö
ôGood times... good timesö Keitaro smiled placidly, not unlike a happy Buddha.
ôBy the way, Yuki-chan has been asking when youÆre coming backö Kona-chan asked as she straightened out her clothes ôshe wants you to draw another portrait of herö
ôYou and her know my conditions...ö he nodded with an impish smile.
ôOh! SheÆs quite willing to sit tight and model for an hour, but this time I WILL make her laugh out loudö the young lady posed with purpose, not unlike the objection of a certain video game lawyer.
The ladies of the Hinata Dorm were flabbergasted at completely comfortable, casual, if possibly overly relaxed attitude going back and forth between the young lady and the smooth talking impostor that looked like their manager.
Seizing the moment of shock on the Hinata Residents, Kona-chan walked up to the residents and presented herself with a slight Cheshire cat grin. ôPlease excuse my manners. My name is Konata Izumi, a long time friend of Keitaro, nice to meet you all.ö
ôI... er... WeÆre glad to you know him,ö sighed Kitsune in relief, glad her joke was just make believe ôfor a second there, we almost had a misunderstandingö.
ôWhat? You thought he was some pedo stalker that finally got lucky?ö Konata asked as she looked toward the previously angry, now slightly ashamed ladies.
ôUh... um... that is...ö Naru fidgeted as she tried to explain her previous response.
ôDonÆt worry about it, happens a lot because IÆm so smallö shrugged the long haired bluenette as if it were a common occurrence. ôKeiÆs not that much older than me... maybe three-four months older?ö she questioned herself as she showed them her most up to date Identification Card.
ôEeeeeh??ö Shinobu was shocked to believe the young lady that looked barely older than her was, in fact, older than most of her fellow residents.
ôUgh! DonÆt remind meö Keitaro shook his head ashamed ôI still remember that æIÆm happy because I can buy ErogeÆs NOW!Æ song and dance routine you did when you turned 18ö followed by palming his face, finding he could not forget the particular memory, as much as he tried... mostly because it was so silly.
ôItÆs still one of my Top 5 Birthdays ever!ö she grinned back at her good buddy with two thumbs up.
Kaolla looked back and forth between the two good friends and whispered to Shinobu ôI like her, sheÆs fun and sheÆs not all weird and formal!ö
ôOkay, now with that THATÆs out of the wayö she walked back to Keitaro ôWhereÆs your computer? I got this new game I KNOW youÆre gonna LOVE!ö as she proceeded to push him up the stairs.
æOh... my... God....Æ thought the resident Vixen, concerned as she noticed the she herself had never been able to manhandle her manager so easily "SheÆs got him wrapped up around her pinky finger, and sheÆs not even trying!".
ôSlow down Kona-chan... We need to put your stuff down in the room I prepared for you first, then we can start catching up properö said manhandled manager tried to admonish his friend, failing stupendously.
æWah?... but... heÆs my...Æ NaruÆs thought process could not keep up with nor make heads or tails of the scene before her. ôAnother girlö, older than her, yet not as pretty as her ômaking MY Keitaro laugh and smile as much as Mutsumi-san doesö... he was being a complete gentleman, not spazzing out at all ôit just doesnÆt make sense!ö
ôIt has Waitresses, Maids and Mikos... and they have huge boobs like Yuki-chanÆs!ö she shamelessly waved at the residents as she pushed her buddy down one of the halls ôyou still have those cool headphones I got you for birthday, right?ö
MotokoÆs eyes opened in shock, as a memory came back to her, then as an epiphany suddenly came to her, unwittingly voicing it out loud ôSheÆs courting... and trying to pervert... HIM?ö
As the residents tried to make sense of what transpired moments ago, the long haired bluenette reappeared at the top of the stairs, without her buddy, but wearing a kitty grin on her lips ôbeen trying to get it through his thick skull for years now, but he just doesnÆt pick up my not so subtle hints.ö
ôHey Shinomuuu!... heeeey!ö Kaolla shook a very quiet and nose-bleeding Shinobu ôlend me one of your cute dresses... pleeeeease!ö
The previously shocked Shinobu looked up at whom she now considered her newest sempai in awe and whispered ôI knew Sempai was the perfect man!ö
ôYeah, my friends think so too!ö Konata smiled happily as she walked off to the room she was assigned ôHey Kei-chan! Wanna see me in my newest Cosplay outfit?ö
