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Aw come on dad you’re just jealous because I have more just with the girls than you do...
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tanki-risou replied to your post: Fighting High School Girl #2 is back to fuck...
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Aw come on dad you’re just jealous because I have more just with the girls than you do...
Fighting High School Girl #2 is back to fuck things up and kiss all the cute girls.
“Oho! I like your style! Of course, naturally, the best are always prepared–and if it’s something I don’t own, I’ll make it myself! I do own at least two China dresses. What kind of cosplayer would I be if I didn’t?”
“Eh, you make them yourself?! From scratch?! Maaaan I don’t think I’d ever have the patience for that! Sewing would be impossible for me, absolutely impossible! I’m so glad I don’t need to do anything like that~...”
} Floral Headbands || Toudou & Kotoha
The monthly allowance of forty-fie hundred yen had accumulated over the years, having more than enough saved up to get a place of his own. Although he did love his family, and the family owned business, he figured it would be best to get away from family, for at least a little while. Besides, he can’t stay moping around forever, since he hasn’t seen his rival, his best friend, for years since said best friend moved to England. Even if he did miss him.
So he moves, agreeing to be roommates with a complete stranger, as long as he had enough room for his hundred of husbands and was given no complaints when he was showering for a full hour. With that, he was settled in, with bed made up with silky bed sheets and his pajama set already hanging by his bed for when he came home that evening.
Toudou took in the scenery of Hashiro for a good few days before applying for a job. now working as a florist and taking care of many different plants. He was known to be incredibly healthy, so he wouldn’t get any allergies from pollen or anything like that.
Now Toudou is wrapping flowers around a headband, having had made several others and decided to make one for himself. It’s when he hears the bell chime from the front of the store when his work is interrupted. Nevertheless, he looks up with a big smile on his face.
“Hello there! Can I interest you in a floral arrangement? I assure you that they match my beauty!” Conceited, much? Maybe.
You should think that in a city infested with gangs and mafia, people would fear even walking around on the streets, but for some reason the people of Hashiro went about their business as if nothing was going on. But just like the other inhabitants of the city, Kotoha was roaming around seemingly unaffected by overall events.
Instead the teen girl was patrolling the streets of the city, an apple balancing on her head just in case she would come to need it. Every so often she would stop up and observe something, comment in awe and move on with a humming tune.
That abruptly came to a halt when a fragrance entered her nostrils, and sniffing the air, the scent lured her into the inner chambers of a flower shop where the countless of colours met her eyes. “Oooh pretty good, isn’t it? Never knew there was a place like this in the middle of town!”
All of a sudden a voice from further within called out to her, drawing her attention onto the clerk, a young man who didn’t look half bad. His words however were another matter and Kotoha didn’t for a moment doubt that countless of girls had been debating with themselves what was the most important to them out of looks and personality at this point. This girl however couldn’t care less.
“Nope, I didn’t come here for the flowers,” she admitted bluntly, an idea suddenly popping into her head. Such levels of conceit were bound to provide good entertainment after all. Inching closer Kotoha placed an elbow on the counter and let her chin rest in her palm, the apple on her head swaying dangerously from side to side without falling off. “But if they’re going to be that beautiful maybe I should think it over~.”
“That’s what I want to hear! Do you have any interest in being a cosplayer?~”
“Me as one? Hmmm~... Sure why not? Sounds like fun! Buuuut~”
“If it’s just me there won’t be any eyecandy for me! How about it? You like swimsuits? Sailor uniforms? Ah I know! China dresses! China dresses have got to be the best after all~!”
“Ooooh! You there! What’s your stance on cosplay?!”
“Cosplay? Did you mean God’s gift to makind?!”
Fighting Highschool Girl #2 has arrived! || Open
Rule number 1 of moving: make sure that the people of your new city knows you have arrived. Whether or not intentionally, Kotoha was already taking very good care of this unwritten rule that probably didn’t exist outside of her own mind. At any rate, down the street came the flash of white, red and blue from a sailor uniform going past at a pace much faster than what would be advised for an ordinary street where ordinary people were walking by. And yet the girl fifn’t seem satisfied with this.
“This won’t do! At this rate I’ll lose sight of that cute girl without even knowing her name! There’s no other way then... Shortcut: skateboard!”
Summoned by her words came the four wheeled contraption and Kotoha flew past at even greater speeds. Downhill. Straight towards another person with no way of stopping herself.
“Get out of the waaaaaaaaay!!!”