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 soonā¦ ā
Mmhā¦ What can I add more ? Oh ? Look !
A gentleman near a street lamp politely show you a place with several portals :
š#betweenmoonandmercury ( Layl and Siham journey )
š#neon9nebulaabyss ( sea related stuff)
š#neon9nebulatown ( fantasy related stuff )
š#neon9nebulanostalgia ( all other stuff )
š#neon9nebuladaydreaming ( because I daydream a lotā¦ )
Report :
Sumire Haitani, the Haitani brothersās 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 didnāt 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 : itās finally here.Ā
Not yay : Sorry if my english donāt make sense ! Does this story even make sense ?
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.Ā
But the rain stopped, only around herā¦
She turned her head. A boy. A boy taller than her big brother have placed his umbrella over her head. She sighed.Ā
Why does someone have to spoil this moment ? The rain donāt bother her at all. But unexpected people ? It does.
She just ignored him and walked away. But the boy took her wrist.Ā
She turned scared and infuriated at his boldness but all she found was his umbrella in her hand.Ā
ā¦
Before leaving, the boy said with his signature grin :
Ā«Ā This yukata look good on you, Ghost Girl. Donāt let the rain ruin it. Use it. You will thank me later ā¤ļø Ā».Ā
ā¦
Pitifulā¦Ā
He surely donāt 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 beingsā¦Ā
Ā«Ā You will thank me laterĀ Ā» he saidā¦
She let out a little snortā¦Ā
What does he think ? She will surely donāt met him anymore and he will surely never see his umbrella againā¦Ā
It must be a joke, right ? But with this height, no doubt. It was him.
Him.
Again.Ā
But there is something strange ā¦Ā
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 tryā¦
And now, no one is waiting aroundā¦ There is just himā¦Ā
Thatās odd.Ā
She hesitated. It is really worth it to interact with him just for this game ?Ā
The week was tiring. She was socially exhausted. She didnāt wanted to talk to anyone and surely not a confusing and strange person like him.Ā
But stillā¦Ā
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 ?Ā
She wanted so much to put her hands on this game.Ā
The colors where attractive.
Well, she decided to try. She was already here after all.
Ā«Ā No way ! Is that you Ghost girl ?Ā Ā»
Why is he shouting like they know each other since childhood ?!Ā
Seriously, she didnāt memorised his face. In fact, she didnāt even looked at his at the festival. To occupied to ignore his presence.
But he reconised her so easily, not even an hesitationā¦
Maybe the color of her hairā¦ or her fashion style ? Honestly their is far more excentricā¦ Or maybe he know thatās she is the sister of the famous Haitani brothers. If is that so, her theorie was right. He is crazy. And itās not use to try to understand crazy people.
Ā«Ā Have you finished your game ?Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Not only this one. Why are you tired of waiting ?Ā Ā»
He smirked. A smirk very recognisable. The one of someone who donāt 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, itās useless to try but anyway.
Ā«Ā I understand by what I have seen that you decided to keep this game all for yourself.Ā Ā»Ā
In fact, people around where too scared by Hanma to approarch this game.
Ā«Ā Yes, but you donāt seem to understand it well since you are here still asking me ?Ā Ā»
He was intimidating. But that didnāt scare her, in fact it only exhausted her more.
Ā«Ā *Sigh*ā¦ Let me at least do one game. Itās a fighting game isnāt it ? I want to do a match as the player two.Ā Ā»
Hanma was surprised. She donāt care less about him. She have eyes only for the machine.Ā
Ā«Ā And what you will ask me after that ? To let the game free ?Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Donāt care what after that. Just let me play.Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Alright, but hey keep in mind that I will not be gentle with you.Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Yeah, yeah, start the match already ?!Ā Ā» This whole interaction tired her.Ā
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 didnāt take much time to choose her charcater. Still the same since she began to play this franchise.
They selected their character.Ā
The fight began.Ā
The fight finished.
She won.
Like that.
Without any pleasureā¦
Ā«Ā Wait. Are you playing seriously ?Ā Ā» She was calm but looked at him suspiciously. Itās like he didnāt even make any effort.
Ā«Ā What, thatās not enough for your level ?Ā Ā»Ā
She wasnāt surprised he would answer that way. Itās evident that he likes to be so infuriating. But even if she know that, she was still boilling inside.
Ā«Ā Stop thatās and play for real.Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Roger, Ghost girlĀ !Ā Ā»
But not a very long time after his last word, she won again.
What was thatās ?Ā
Why does he keep playing thatās 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 didnāt cared for anything.Ā
Well, it was like she thoughtā¦
useless.Ā
What a waste of energy. She choose to walk aw-
Ā«Ā Tsk. Your are super good at this game Ghost Girl. Maybe better than him.
It was a good training.Ā Ā»
Training ? How that can be called a training ? It didnāt 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 ā¦ Is he justā¦ thatās bad ?! Like super bad at this game ?
Ā«Ā Pffft ā¦.Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Whatās funny, Ghost girl ?Ā Ā»
She couldnāt resist anymoreĀ
Ā«Ā Hahahahaha ! No way is that really so ?!Ā Ā»Ā
She couldnāt stop laughing. All her frustration, her anger, and exhaustion was converted into laugh thanks to this absurd situation.
Ā«Ā Hey tell me whatās so fun !Ā Itās sad to see you laughing alone. Ā»
Ā«Ā 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 donāt manage to win a single match against someone ? Seriously ?!Ā Ā»
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 itās not a good idea to approach him.
But in the end, he donāt manage to survive at least 20 sec in a virtual fight. That was patheticaly hilarious.
Ā«Ā You have a big mouth, aint ya ?Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā 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.Ā You are bothering people who want to have fun like ME ! Ā»
She thought that he would be mad at what she said. But noā¦ He took advantage of the situation.
Ā«Ā If you canāt stand how bad I am, Ghost girl, just shut up and help me to get better . Ā»
Ā«Ā Eh ? In your dream !Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Well if is that so.Ā Ā» He was playing nochalantly with the joystick.Ā
Ā«Ā I have no choice to stick with the machine until I become good then ā¤ļøĀ Ā»
Ā«Ā What ? But it will take foreeeeever ?!Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Not if you help me ā¤ļø.Ā Ā»
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. Itās frustrating to stop here. At least, if she helps him a little maybe he will get better ? She would play at least one acceptable matchā¦Ā
Right ?Ā
Nah thatās irrealisticā¦
Butā¦
Is that or just leaving the place.
Again.Ā
He loose a match.
Ā«Ā You are propably right, Ghost Girl. It will take me forever.Ā
Soā¦Ā Ā» He grinned to her, eyes sparkling.
Ā«Ā I will make sure to be here tomorrow, the day after and -Ā Ā»Ā
Ā«Ā Alright, alright ! I understand, I UNDERSTAND ! Just move I will help you to suck less at this game but I donāt do miracle.Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā No way ! You finally choose to be usefull !Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Just look at the screen ā¦ Maaan, you are already dead !Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā Donāt make this face. There is a second round !Ā Ā»
Ā«Ā And that will surely no be the last one before a long timeā¦.Ā Ā»
And surely not the last time that they meet each other.
