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“ Excuse me! I think I left a book down there, could you just.. toss it up to me, please? “ 

At the oddly named lolly pop library, Morgan had managed to find a way to climb to the top of the book shelves thanks to the staircases lined all around to reach the higher floors. With this method, he was capable of getting to the higher up books without other people’s help! In his haste in his perched book nest, he had left a tome down below, hoping that the stranger that had walked in could toss him the book. He could ask one of the sheep but.

Super okay!  We’re just glad to have you in our cute little city!

Bad news bears though, with the construction, you’ve been at least temporarily placed in Moonpie Motel Room #14 while the second floor at Hummingbird Hotel is being rennovated.  But don’t worry, once it’s finished, you are free to let us know you want out of the motel!

Kashuu decided to get a little practice with his sword work because what can be more unloved than a blade that didn’t know how to fight. Since his arrival in this world this is the first time he drew his sword to practice.

He swung his blade, his style of fighting was quite elegant sometimes even mirroring his former master’s. Despite wearing 3 inch heels he was still able to move with grace.

He paused. He knew he wasn’t alone.

Welcome to Amaranth, Faize!

Your welcome bag contains your Telepiece, a key coupon for Spiral’s End housing, and a small container of vanilla mousse. How sweet! You’ll be paired with Cyril. Hope you two get along!

Have fun with your eternity!

Also, please check out our little after joining page for tips after acceptance!

NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES DATE refused to take anymore food from this old woman who called herself ‘Granny,’ she wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer; however, being disrespectful towards an elder was highly frowned upon-- Kojuro taught him that one, but his patience was wearing incredibly thin. If he was offered anymore steam buns, he was certain he would have to disregard the ‘respect your elders’ bullshit and bail; after all, it was probably better for his health to choose this course of action, anyway-- Kojuro’s lectures be damned. Slamming his palms on the table, he was quick to rise to his feet and yell, ❝ … AAAAAAUUUGHHHH ! ! ! FOR THE LAST TIME, I DON’T WANT ANYMORE OF YOUR FOOD, OLD LADY ! !  ❞ Taking this opportunity, he quickly broke off into a run and left the newly dreaded “Granny’s Store;” if anything, he would be wise enough to steer clear or that place again.

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   A beast so fierce many would fear it, gnashing teeth that could snap through bone in a fragment of a second, eyes wild, red, and untamed, a tail not unlike a snake, claws that could put a tiger’s to shame, and matted fur stained with dirt, mud, and what remained of its prey. Monsters like these appeared near the edge of the forest by Seedling Town. They stalked the night like it was their own and declaimed the first cry under the moon. It was their own. Nothing could stop them when they were hungry. 

    And not much could stop an oni when he was annoyed. 

    “Trash.” A kick sent the aforementioned monster into the air, its jaw unhinging to let out a startled yelp. “You know I’m not at my best right now because of my soul, don’t you? I was trying to enjoy a midnight stroll.” Another kick and the creature went up through the forest clearing like a hacky sack infused with rubber. “Shall I break every bone in your body? Shall I impale you on a tree branch? Answer me!” 

    Saitou didn’t actually expect an answer, this monster was too dumb to speak English. Animal-like. He didn’t care, either, yelling in an authoritative tone scared most desperate creatures whether they understood or not. What a pain in the ass. All he did was look away for one second and it sprung from the woods to try to bite his leg and incapacitate him. The side of his coat looked darker in some spots from the blood down there, but the relatively minor injuries were beginning to heal over slowly thanks to his resilient body. Another kick, this one aimed for its stomach, made the creature howl as it flew up for the nth time. 

    Civil servant or not, Saitou was a youkai. What were youkai good at? Scaring the shit out of lesser youkai, bullying them, and occasionally eating humans, but that last option didn’t appeal to him. He preferred chicken. Bullying and scaring, however, were definitely not off of his list. Picking on the monster was fun. 

   Kick, kick, kick! 

   One last hit, harder than the rest, sent the monster twice his size flying up through the opening in the canopy fast enough to make the leaves rustle and launch it out of sight into the dark night sky. Later, asshole. Sighing, Saitou brushed the tarnished side of his coat off and turned to continue his moonlit stroll, only to notice someone had either been watching, or showed up for the tailend of that spectacle. 

Ah... There was no helping it. Kariya was lost. They didn’t expect anything different, it wasn’t like they’d known where they were to begin with. They’d been wandering Seedling Town for some time now. Everything was so different than anything they’d ever known, they felt so out of place. Drifting aimlessly and slowly, they’d limped from place to place without really taking anything in.

But it was getting dark. As the streets started to clear out, the Introductor’s warnings about monsters in the night started to echo in Kariya’s mind. As much experience as Kariya had with homelessness, they didn’t want to be out in the open here. But where were they supposed to go...?

Looking for tools so she could work on her arm and Deathtrap was the first thing on her mind. The partially submerged hardware store would give her what she needed, if it weren’t for remnants of what appeared to be car in front of her.

She waved at a person near her, “Hey! HEY!”