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🏹 Kirr 🏹

Aitachi is his best friend and closest ally when it comes to anything and everything. He’s eternally grateful to have someone who understands as much about hunting and survival as he does, especially when he feels so lost in the modern world.

Kirr is probably more accustomed to the modern world than Aitachi is, but there are still moments where he struggles to keep up.

He loves to go on nature walks with the manager, but his favorite outing would have to be hunting with them. If they’re not a fan of that, he doesn’t mind a simple stroll through the woods.

He does not understand many jokes, especially those that use Internet slang or texting lingo. He’s especially confused about words like ‘simp’ and ‘pog.’

Kirr definitely enjoys wildlife shows just like Aitachi, but his favorites are usually about how animals hunt. There’s always a glimmer of intrigue in those quiet eyes when he watches a lion stalking its prey.

He’s not the best at communication and will sometimes say something that may give off the wrong impression or cause a misunderstanding. But for the sake of the manager, he wants to always try his best to improve these aspects of himself.

He does not understand flirting at all. Like jokes and the modern world, Kirr has trouble adjusting to these lighthearted tones. If the manager ever flirts with him, it’s usually one-sided and he always appears confused.

Most of the time he’ll accept whatever it is you’re telling him, especially if it’s meant to be nice. But he won’t flirt back or say anything that’s supposed to be funny because he just doesn’t understand it.

If you’re someone who likes puns and jokes, he’ll probably want to learn a little more, if only to understand you whenever you start to joke with him.

He may be serious and not at all as talkative as the other Reapers, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy. He’s just confused, but he’s got the spirit!

🎼 Nine 🎼

Nine is always so graceful and polite, which makes him quite the persuasive Reaper. He often finds ways to get Day to do things for him and most of it is under an innocent pretense.

Despite what some may think, he does genuinely care for those he manages to get close to. He trusts the manager and Day the most, but there are still things he won’t tell them.

He’s very good at avoiding conversations that make him uncomfortable and he won’t usually tell someone if they’re crossing a line of discomfort. He’ll just calmly redirect the conversation.

Nine probably enjoys classic literature and poetry from older time periods. He likes to compare it to today’s writing to see what has changed.

He also enjoys classical music of all sorts and will try to replicate his own versions in unique compositions. Music theory and the history of music are topics that also intrigue him, and he likes to pore over information related to that in hopes of learning more to improve his own skills.

Nine’s the type of Reaper you can rant to if you’re ever feeling down, but don’t expect him to vent about own troubles in return. He’ll comfort you to an extent, but it still seems like he’s reserved.

He likes all things peaceful: melodic piano music, zen gardens, calligraphy, and even simple poetry. He would definitely enjoy stargazing because it’s such a calming activity.

There are days when Nine’s lazy side shows and as a result of this he’ll get Day to do his tasks for him. He’s very clever when it comes to slipping away from patrols and Day’s often left with two times the amount of work.

Nine hides most of his true feelings behind a passive smile and only ever vents through his compositions, which he only shows to those he truly values.

He is surprisingly good at reading the atmosphere in a room and knows how to quell an uncomfortable mood.

🍦 Day 🍦

You’ll never see him sad unless it’s something truly serious and dire. Day is always a constant ray of sunshine like Ell.

He’s very carefree and casual, wanting to be friends with everyone in the 14th Department. Once he believes he’s made friends with someone, he’ll be willing to do anything for that person.

Day is like a huge puppy. He gets excited easily and loves being around people. There’s never a dull moment with him.

He loves to bake with Nine and the manager, as they are his two favorite people in the whole world. Day often feels incomplete without them by his side and he loves to help them whenever he gets the chance.

Day doesn’t like to see the bad sides in people and will focus on their positive qualities instead. He believes that everyone can get along if there’s a happy environment and good food!

He’ll get upset if he finds that his Soul Reapers aren’t getting along and will even cry if anyone acts particularly mean towards him or his friends.

Day loves emoticons, especially the cute and happy ones. He feels like he can fully express himself with a few emojis and he’s probably the type to spam text messages, most of which aren’t actually coherent sentences but just strings of emojis.

Another thing he loves about the manager is when they help him when he’s in distress! Sometimes he’ll trip if he’s running too fast and as much as the injury may hurt everything feels better the minute his manager bandages it. He’ll be even happier if they pretend to kiss it, promising that it’s a charm for faster healing.

When he’s with Kati, chaos and trouble ensues, as the both of them are far too energetic to contain.

Nine:

Ellos dicen que la diferencia entre el recuerdo y la remembranza es el “anhelo”. ¿Recuerdas que dije que quería olvidar todo sobre mi pasado antes de llegar aquí? Esos recuerdos cortaron profundamente en mí mientras el dolor de la pérdida envolvía su mano en mi garganta. Así que me prometí a mí mismo algo... que nunca permitiría a nada (entrar) en mi corazón de nuevo. Que me enfocaría y cumpliría mi deseo, entonces me iría sin (dejar) rastro.

Pero supongo que he fallado.

Los momentos que he compartido con la Manager, sin importar cuán doloroso se vuelvan los recuerdos, no puedo olvidarlos, no... NO los olvidaré jamás.

Gracias por hacerme recuerdos que valen la pena mantener. Manager... por favor no te olvides de mí. Escribo esta carta con la esperanza de tener un lugar en tu corazón. Incluso la esquina más pequeña está bien, siempre que me guardes ahí. No quiero ser un mero recuerdo. Quiero ser tu remembranza.

— Nine —

Day:

¡Hola, hola, Manager! ^0^ ¿Te acuerdas? ¡Cuando viniste por primera vez, corrí para conocerte y me caí! Dolió realmente mal, pero cuando vendaste mi rodilla y sonreíste, ¡Ya no dolía más! Eres una persona con ese tipo de habilidad, hehe. Sin importar cuán duras se pusieran las cosas, podría hacerlo contigo a mi lado llamando mi nombre. Incluso si estaba en la oscuridad, incluso si la misión se volvía imposible, siempre.

Me dijiste que no importaba la oscuridad, la luz más pequeña podría ahuyentarla. Fuiste la luz para nosotros.

Mi padre solía decir que a todos los que conocía eran personas con las que no pasé el tiempo suficiente juntos en mi vida pasada. Si tenemos una vida pasada, Manager, sé en lo profundo (de mí) que debo lamentar no estar contigo más tiempo. Y ahora, desde que estoy lleno de lamentos y tristeza por tu partida, sé que en nuestra próxima vida nos veremos nuevamente.

Con plena fe en nuestra reunión destinada, estoy despidiéndote, no con lágrimas, sino una sonrisa, hehe :3 ¡Gracias por todo, te amo!

☆DayDay☆

Kirr:

Recuerdo el día en que una estrella cayó desde el cielo. Desde entonces, cada momento con la Manager fue vital y milagroso. Creo que hice muchas rabietas. Porque me gustaba la manera en la que la voz de la Manager sonaba como si me retaras. Disfrutaba tu atención tanto que- actuaba como un niño. Pero creo que ya no puedo más. Voy... a intentar y vivir como tú me has dicho. Incluso si mis instintos se embotan y no pueda escuchar más la voz del bosque. Eso también... será un milagro para mí. No odiaré más la nieve cayendo, ya que podrías estar sonriéndole por ahí, en algún lugar. Cuando llueva, pensaré en nuestro verano juntos y, cuando el viento sople, escucharé tu voz. Si hago eso, se sentirá como si aún estuvieses aquí conmigo. Espero que no haya más inviernos en tu viaje. Pero si el peso de el mundo es demasiado... por favor, ven a encontrarme.

— Kirr —

Aitachi:

Los guerreros de las llanuras no están tristes por las despedidas. Las llanuras nunca terminan y nos regocijamos en cada encuentro. Cada relación es importante y debemos enfocarnos de la suerte que es la oportunidad del reencuentro. Todo lo que deseo es entregar mis palabras de apoyo a la Manager que comienza su nuevo viaje. Es lamentable que nuestro tiempo juntos esté llegando a un fin, pero creo que es algo espectacular y hermoso.

Las despedidas son solo el principio de los nuevos comienzos. Justo como si todos comenzáramos de nuevo desde los finales de nuestras propias historias. Creo que este final, señala el comienzo de algo nuevo otra vez.

Con eso dicho, este lugar sin ti... se sentirá vacío para mí. Sé que tendré días en los que me pierda anhelando por ti. No sé que hacer con esos sentimientos brotando dentro de mí incluso ahora.

Que te vaya bien, Manager. Se feliz y, algún día... Veámonos de nuevo. Por favor...

To be fair, I suppose I DID expose their plans to the entire world… But this still seemed a little petty. I mean, if they wanted to get back at me, they could’ve just killed me or something. INSTEAD I’m waking up with the worst headache and nausea I’ve ever exper-… Remember experiencing. At that moment.

It was obvious I’d been drugged somehow. What the drug did? What drug it was? As though I’d bothered learning enough about the biological-chemical interactions of that dimension to know. Or care. Because, regardless of anything else that ended up happening that day, I knew I was in for ONE HELL of a meal!

After some time (hours? Minutes? Too drugged to tell.), the dude finally came into the cell. He grabbed my hair, forcing me to stand and look him in the eyes. He said some nonsense about what I did to him, how many soldiers he lost, and what HE would do to ME if I didn’t give up my allies’ locations…

“Alright, I get it. Can we move on to the part where you- *bleh*!” He punched me in the gut. When I regained my breath, I muttered, “Rude.” He tossed me to ground, telling the guards to take me to the torture chamber. I smiled. Finally we get to the good part! Not that his little outburst wasn’t a nice appetizer.

They suspended me in the air with some chains and started in. Cuts, bruises, removed unessential body parts – the works. Mr. Grumpyrudebutt came back maybe a day later to see if I broke yet. “Well? Care to tell me where your friends are hiding?” I smiled. Then spat blood in his face. His expression of disgust and outrage was so cute, it made me giggle a little! He growled, “If you think what’s happened to you so far was bad, you have no. Idea.” He listed off a long series of horrible things they had yet to do: worse drugs, electrocution, parasites…

I started laughing. I couldn’t help it. “WHAT IS AMUSING TO YOU?!” He hit me in the gut again to quiet me down, then grabbed my chin to force my face down and whispered, eyes narrowed, “I know you don’t want to die here. After all the trouble you went through to make it this far. Your allies are relying on you now. So. What. Is. So. Funny!”

I smiled, and let Noctu’s aura out. He flinched and pulled back. “You can kill me if you want. But you won’t. But that’s not what’s funny. What’s funny is all the trouble you’re going to to break me!” I let more aura out and allowed my eyes to glow just enough to unnerve him and his guards. “It won’t work! Y’see, I’m enjoying myself right now. You wanna do worse things to me? Go ahead!” I laughed and returned to emitting my own, calming, angelic aura. “Your threats are pointless.”

The man grabbed one of his guards’ guns – and shot me in the head. Oh man. The look on his face – and the FEAR he was sending out…!

Dying was WORTH IT for a meal like that!!! Besides, with how hungry I’d been getting… It was a good thing I left before my allies showed up, or I probably would’ve started feeding off them instead. And we couldn’t allow that…

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