Favorite games : Hogwarts Legacy, Pokemon, Yo-Kai Watch, Bloodborne, Tokyo Debunker
My current work : Undead and Ghost
My current mood : Not here
My current obsession : Bloodborne 🩸
Occupation : A self-proclaimed professor and detective ! ( Do not believe self-proclaimed professors or detectives)
Interests : Space, Deep sea, Fantasy world and story, Gems
Trivia :
Sometimes my way of speaking is inspired by some gentlemen principally : Break, Fukashigi the traveler, Sherlock Holmes, Pr. Layton , Mr.Lockwood, Mad Hatter, Ominis, Mr.Henderson
I talk French, English and Franglais
I want to have the power to talk to objects
My 2DS is my best friend
My first tamagotchi was a ghost
The dahlia Chat noir is my favourite flower
Coming soon… ★
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Sumire Haitani, the Haitani brothers’s little sister, met a chaotic and unexpected soul during the summer festival, Hanma.
The beginning of the story of two strange spirits roaming in the street of Tokyo.
Who is Sumire :
16 years old. Her image color is periwinkle.
Working at Silver Skull store at Shibuya during the day. A street artist during the night. Prefer largely Shibuya over Roppongi.
She love french pastries, playing video games and wandering in the street of the city.
Blah blah blah :
Alternate timeline from Tokyo revengers.
First fic, I didn’t wanted to write it but it knocked in my head, more, more and MORE. And BOOM ! Inspiration punched me on the face and then I blurted the fic out.
Yay : it’s finally here.
Not yay : Sorry if my english don’t make sense ! Does this story even make sense ?
Meeting between the undead and the ghost.
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During the summer festival, Sumire was in the park looking at the gray and dark sky.
The rain began. She was at peace. Feeling the rain falling. The sounds of the choc between the water and grass. The silence behind this calm but chaotic noise. She was appeased.
Until it stop.
But the rain stopped, only around her…
She turned her head. A boy. A boy taller than her big brother have placed his umbrella over her head. She sighed.
Why does someone have to spoil this moment ? The rain don’t bother her at all. But unexpected people ? It does.
She just ignored him and walked away. But the boy took her wrist.
She turned scared and infuriated at his boldness but all she found was his umbrella in her hand.
…
Before leaving, the boy said with his signature grin :
« This yukata look good on you, Ghost Girl. Don’t let the rain ruin it. Use it. You will thank me later ❤︎ ».
…
Pitiful…
He surely don’t know who are her brothers or maybe he is just crazy. Yes, there is some insane people in this life after all. And they are the most curious and confusing beings…
« You will thank me later » he said…
She let out a little snort…
What does he think ? She will surely don’t met him anymore and he will surely never see his umbrella again…
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She didn’t have the umbrella at this moment.
It must be a joke, right ? But with this height, no doubt. It was him.
Him.
Again.
But there is something strange …
He is in front of the new version of the popular fight game in the arcade. A game that a lot of people were eager to try…
And now, no one is waiting around… There is just him…
That’s odd.
She hesitated. It is really worth it to interact with him just for this game ?
The week was tiring. She was socially exhausted. She didn’t wanted to talk to anyone and surely not a confusing and strange person like him.
But still…
She wanted so much to try this game ! She love the artstyle, the character design, their pixel version, the aesthetic and the music ! What are the new outfits for the fighter ? Is there a new maps ? What the menu look like ?
She wanted so much to put her hands on this game.
The colors where attractive.
Well, she decided to try. She was already here after all.
« No way ! Is that you Ghost girl ? »
Why is he shouting like they know each other since childhood ?!
Seriously, she didn’t memorised his face. In fact, she didn’t even looked at his at the festival. To occupied to ignore his presence.
But he reconised her so easily, not even an hesitation…
Maybe the color of her hair… or her fashion style ? Honestly their is far more excentric… Or maybe he know that’s she is the sister of the famous Haitani brothers. If is that so, her theorie was right. He is crazy. And it’s not use to try to understand crazy people.
« Have you finished your game ? »
« Not only this one. Why are you tired of waiting ? »
He smirked. A smirk very recognisable. The one of someone who don’t care what you think or what you feel. The one of someone who is waiting for what you are saying just to use it as a joke. The one of someone considering most people like trash.
Yeah, it’s useless to try but anyway.
« I understand by what I have seen that you decided to keep this game all for yourself. »
In fact, people around where too scared by Hanma to approarch this game.
« Yes, but you don’t seem to understand it well since you are here still asking me ? »
He was intimidating. But that didn’t scare her, in fact it only exhausted her more.
« *Sigh*… Let me at least do one game. It’s a fighting game isn’t it ? I want to do a match as the player two. »
Hanma was surprised. She don’t care less about him. She have eyes only for the machine.
« And what you will ask me after that ? To let the game free ? »
« Don’t care what after that. Just let me play. »
« Alright, but hey keep in mind that I will not be gentle with you. »
« Yeah, yeah, start the match already ?! » This whole interaction tired her.
But finally ! She is in front of the machine. The menu looked aesthetically apealing. The character fashion style was better than the last one. Some where horriblous but other very well enhanced. Sumire didn’t take much time to choose her charcater. Still the same since she began to play this franchise.
They selected their character.
The fight began.
The fight finished.
She won.
Like that.
Without any pleasure…
« Wait. Are you playing seriously ? » She was calm but looked at him suspiciously. It’s like he didn’t even make any effort.
« What, that’s not enough for your level ? »
She wasn’t surprised he would answer that way. It’s evident that he likes to be so infuriating. But even if she know that, she was still boilling inside.
« Stop that’s and play for real. »
« Roger, Ghost girl ! »
But not a very long time after his last word, she won again.
What was that’s ?
Why does he keep playing that’s bad ?!
Does he want her to go away and let him alone with the game ?!
Or worst !
Is he underestimating her ?!
When she glanced at him with a deep cold stare, he was still with his smirk, like if he didn’t cared for anything.
Well, it was like she thought…
useless.
What a waste of energy. She choose to walk aw-
« Tsk. Your are super good at this game Ghost Girl. Maybe better than him.
It was a good training. »
Training ? How that can be called a training ? It didn’t even lasted 20 second ?!
She turned her head, her eyes on the screen when he began another match against the AI. One match, two match, three match and not any single win.
No way is that he is just … Is he just… that’s bad ?! Like super bad at this game ?
« Pffft …. »
« What’s funny, Ghost girl ? »
She couldn’t resist anymore
« Hahahahaha ! No way is that really so ?! »
She couldn’t stop laughing. All her frustration, her anger, and exhaustion was converted into laugh thanks to this absurd situation.
« Hey tell me what’s so fun ! It’s sad to see you laughing alone. »
« So - hehe - so your are saying to me that you were s-sitting that long time in front of this game. Keeping it just for you, be-because - pffft haha - because you don’t manage to win a single match against someone ? Seriously ?! »
No way. This situation was ridiculous.
All people around where scared of him. Anxious about the possibilty that he get violent. Even if he is skinny like a skeleton, the fact a that he is super tall and his crazy face, let people feel that it’s not a good idea to approach him.
But in the end, he don’t manage to survive at least 20 sec in a virtual fight. That was patheticaly hilarious.
« You have a big mouth, aint ya ? »
« And what ? Your are so bad at this game, seriously have some pity for the poor machine. It's wasted ! Even you are frustrated playing this game. Admit it. You suck ! Now go find another game. You are bothering people who want to have fun like ME ! »
She thought that he would be mad at what she said. But no… He took advantage of the situation.
« If you can’t stand how bad I am, Ghost girl, just shut up and help me to get better . »
« Eh ? In your dream ! »
« Well if is that so. » He was playing nochalantly with the joystick.
« I have no choice to stick with the machine until I become good then ❤︎ »
« What ? But it will take foreeeeever ?! »
« Not if you help me ❤︎. »
His smirk hurted like iron.
But she wanted so much to play more. The game is stunning, but those dumb and tasteless matchs where not enough to fulfill her. It’s frustrating to stop here. At least, if she helps him a little maybe he will get better ? She would play at least one acceptable match…
Right ?
Nah that’s irrealistic…
But…
Is that or just leaving the place.
Again.
He loose a match.
« You are propably right, Ghost Girl. It will take me forever.
So… » He grinned to her, eyes sparkling.
« I will make sure to be here tomorrow, the day after and - »
« Alright, alright ! I understand, I UNDERSTAND ! Just move I will help you to suck less at this game but I don’t do miracle. »
« No way ! You finally choose to be usefull ! »
« Just look at the screen … Maaan, you are already dead ! »
« Don’t make this face. There is a second round ! »
« And that will surely no be the last one before a long time…. »
And surely not the last time that they meet each other.
Ready for the round three ?
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Am I going to continue this farce ? Maybe yes, maybe no ...
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