#adiumentum

“Really? Crude? I thought I was being pretty tame...” Isn’t that all otome games are, anyway? Classy seems like a major overstatement. “Weird... yeah, I guess it’s kinda weird. But isn’t it fun to break through to people who have that cold shell around them? Makes it more satisfying.” Takao, your preferences are showing. Specifically one preference. Now who could that be? I guess we’ll never know.

“someone needs to pay a visit to the cat cafe.” - erika B)

       It had been obvious that someone was in the area – the vibration in his strings had informed him that someone had entered his territory, however? What he couldn’t figure out was who had entered. From a distance he couldn’t feel their presence nor their ability, should they have one. Leaving the “STRING MASTER” to come out on his own to see who exactly this visitor was.

     Curious eyes watch the other from a distance for a moment. . . It was easy to tell they had never been here before. The FORTRESS was not a place meant for those who didn’t live here.

      Battles happened daily. ( C O N T R O L – was on everyone’s mind. ) And most weren’t against using slightly… unsavory methods to get it. Someone who wasn’t meant to be here? Could certainly be dragged into their chaos without much knowing what they’d walked into. With that, Kazuki sighs a little. Brushing some of his hair behind his ear, before turning around. Though he didn’t like to openly get involved when it came to the lower levels of the tower, as one of the FOUR EMPEROR’s, he didn’t feel right just leaving someone in this situation.

      “Excuse me?” The young man’s voice carried well, despite the area being loud. There were people all around, though most remained unseen. “Who might you be? And do you have a reason for coming to these parts? It… appears you’re causing a bit of a stir.”

       People were always interested in those from the outside. After all, some RESIDENTS had never left the Fortress . . . And that made people from the outside. . . far more interesting. “My name is Kazuki Fuuchouin. I’m… something of a leader in these parts. Are you lost? Are you here for something in specific?” Some people risked the lower area of the FORTRESS when they needed a hideout. Some came here looking for help from the u n u s u a l groups that functioned in these parts.

The many expressions of Gradeus Anastos throughout his parenting journey.

          ▸ grave suggestion

Ｌ ─── ❝ And even better you could be as far away from me as possible. ❞ 

As icy cold such words of condemnation sounded, as burning hateful were they; unlike the silent admiration young reaperess earned day after day from countless classmates ( mostly male, but this was not important ), that disgustingly endearing smile coming along received speech was worth nothing but darkened steel & deepest crimson.

          For good, that is. One Union lapdog less to care about.

  “Listen, i deserve to treat myself like that. Here, do you want some too?”  She extended the current box towards him with an encouraging smile. She knew nobles did not eat and Soul Weapons must be even more of an exception, since this manifestation was only temporary. Still, that did not mean they could not enjoy themselves, right? If not, she was sure Trauer would let her know. It was nice to just try to… bond.

    Janna sighed and flicked through the menu. What would Trauer even enjoy? Did they understand human humor? Would they appreciate some fantasy? Maybe. Something that was very clearly not real. Maybe… Right. A boy sick in his bed, looking no older than Trauer’s current manifestation, and his grandfather coming to read him a book about stories he was not interested in hearing…

“Kartas show yourself before me, I have something that I wish to share with you, I am uncertain if you will like it but perhaps giving it a try at least?” Sir Raizel’s friends were so kind to Rajak, that when he was gifted with the little cakes (cupcakes) he was given too many to eat on his own. He had shared with the others in the household but he kept a few for himself to give to Rael and their respective soul weapons. 

『 ❝ MESSAD. ❞ 』 Oh, my. Was she being stubborn today? Usually she was such an excitable little thing. But today was one of those days when he intended to go out and about as he liked, and no amount of coaxing was too much when it came to persuading Messad to see it his way.