I need fics exploring Chuuya's literal crazy physical strength plsssss like we literally see him shatter concrete walls with just his fist, casually pick a grown man up with one hand, and shatter chains with a kick. That's insane and could be HILARIOUS if he was just Build Like That. Like image him and Dazai going around town at 15 or something and Chuuya getting mad enough to hit a wall and it just. Breaks. Cause it probably took Chuuya time to tame that strength and exert normal force. The shock Dazai would have to go through. Or little Chuuya fresh with the sheep kicking like a soccer ball and fucking sending it to orbit and that's just how he discovers how strong he is. I know it's probably just SO much training but still
I need fics exploring Chuuya's literal crazy physical strength plsssss like we literally see him shatter concrete walls with just his fist, casually pick a grown man up with one hand, and shatter chains with a kick. That's insane and could be HILARIOUS if he was just Build Like That. Like image him and Dazai going around town at 15 or something and Chuuya getting mad enough to hit a wall and it just. Breaks. Cause it probably took Chuuya time to tame that strength and exert normal force. The shock Dazai would have to go through. Or little Chuuya fresh with the sheep kicking like a soccer ball and fucking sending it to orbit and that's just how he discovers how strong he is. I know it's probably just SO much training but still
SxF Light Novel: Family Portrait Translation Mission 3: Franky's New Love!? (Part 3)
<<PART 2. DO NOT REPOST
That day, it was as sunny as it could have been.
It was also the hospital where he worked, although it is ostensible. There was no need for him to be sneaky, but Loid hid himself behind a building to avoid being seen and lurked at the meeting place of Franky and the girl. The backyard, which he had considered as an escape route in case of emergency, was deserted as ever. The white rose bushes, which he did not know who had planted them and with what intention, made him feel a sense of loneliness.
“Um… is that you, Franky….?”
Alessa, the girl who arrived late, timidly approached Franky, who was sitting on a bench next to a rose bush.
“Hey.”
At that, Franky stood up. He looks like a completely different person.
Franky’s soft, slightly quirky brown hair and slender, gentle baby face suited his small frame well. He was dressed in a simple gray turtleneck paired with bright denim and flat sneakers, a departure from his usual attire.
Everything was newly arranged for today. He also has taken off his trademark black-butted glasses and the earring in his left ear.
“I’m glad that the surgery went well.”
“Yes.”
Franky smiled through his fake face, and the girl giggled as well. Her face showed a clear admiration for Franky.
Alessa was a lovely girl in everyone’s eyes. With her beauty and youth, Balzer’s name, and her passion for the songs she let Franky hear, she would surely become an opera actress to rival her mother. And she would get a lot of patrons.
Whether she likes it or not, her source is a mixture of good and bad--- she will be bombarded with information.
As a result, Alessa becomes an unwitting source of information at the hand of the man she admires.
Loid hasn't had a good conversation with Franky since then. Even this morning, when he applied the special make-up, they only talked about the bare minimum necessary.
Are you really happy with this?
Loid chuckled as he found himself asking the same question in his heart, unknowingly.
He has always thought rationally and always carried things out as smoothly as possible. ----He should have lived his life thinking like that, but at some point, he started doing unnecessary things and worrying about it.
As two faces popped into his head, Loid squinted his eyes at Franky and he heard him said,
“Here, congratulations on your discharge.”
“Thank you….!”
Next to the rose bush, Alessa, who had been given a bouquet of flowers by Franky, blushed happily.
“.....This is so pretty.”
She murmured as she nuzzled her face into the pure white dahlia flower.
Franky calmly watched over her as she continued to talk happily about when she will be discharged from the hospital, how she would like him to come visit her at her house sometime, and how she would like him to meet her father, mother, and brother.
“I want to go to an amusement park too. I’ve always wanted to ride on a ferris wheel even just once. I’ve been practicing and practicing, so I haven’t had the time to do that until now…..but, after my surgery, my father and mother told me to take a little rest and take it easy, and if you don’t mind, I’d like to go with you, Franky ....”
Alessa talked about her little wishes.
Alessa, who had expected Franky to smile and respond with “Of course,” without disobeying her request, he instead muttered, “Listen,” in a calm voice.
“I have something I really need to tell you today, Alessa.”
“What is it about?”
Alessa asked with a smile. She had the eyes of a young innocent child who believed in other people without doubting them.
Franky’s eyes swim in the air for a moment. However, he quickly looked back at the girl in front of him and smiled softly.
“I’m leaving this country on urgent business. So I won’t be able to see you anymore. I’m sorry.”
“Eh…..?”
Alessa’s toothy smile froze. Loid was also perplexed by Franky’s unexpected behavior and actions.
Franky just smiled.
He was smiling quietly with the face of another person that Loid made for him. Confused, Alessa squeezed the bouquet in her hands tightly.
“Why….? I mean…. It’s just…..you promised me, didn’t you, Franky? That you will always be there for me..”
“I’m sorry.”
Franky’s voice was gentle, it couldn’t be gentler. However, there was also a strength and a soft refusal to accept what would never be reversed.
Tears welled up in Alessa’s eyes.
“You’re awful…”
When she began to cry uncontrollably, Franky said “I’m sorry,” again.
And then he said, “Hey, Alessa, can you sing one last song for me?” he requested.
To Loid, it sounded like a prayer.
Alessa sobbed for a while, but eventually she began to sing in a voice that was faint with tears. With her clear and beautiful voice, she sang a sad love song. Franky listens to the girl’s voice, as if her figure is burned into his heart.
Loid kept his eyes down and left quietly, so as not to be noticed by the two.
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“Yo.”
“.........”
When Loid stopped by his usual bar, Franky, already red-faced, was tipping a glass at the counter. He wasn’t wearing the mask anymore. Loid sat in one of the vacant seats.
When he asked the taciturn old master for a martini, Franky chided him,
“As usual, you’re drinking something pompous.”
On top of that, he also ordered the same thing for himself saying,
“Master, I’ll have one of those, too.”
Soon after, the cocktails were served, and for a while both sipped the pungent, olive scented cocktail, before long, Franky announced with a blur,
“I’m sorry. I even tried tricking you.”
“.....it’s fine.”
Loid looked down at the cocktail in his glass and said,
“If anything, I would have despised you otherwise.”
“Hahaha…you’ve really changed huh.”
Franky laughed a little.
“You’ll die young doing that, you know.”
Contrary to his words, there was no hint of ridicule, but rather a somewhat comforting, even hint of worrisome to his tone.
After drinking in silence again for a while, Franky casted down his red-stained eyes and said,
“You know, I….I want Alessa to live in something truly beautiful from here on out.”
“.....I see.”
Among them, he himself, who lives in darkness, should probably not be part of it. Maybe that’s the reason why he let go of her hand.
If it was that girl, I’m sure she wouldn’t have rejected this guy because of his looks, like all the other women he met until now.
Loid was sure she would have accepted everything about Franky, including his looks. Or even his secret identity of being an informant….
No, it’s the opposite…..
Franky knew it. He knew the girl’s pure feelings for him, that’s why he played the role of a despicable man blinded by love, and with Loid’s help, he pretended to be someone else.
In the future, even if they were to pass each other on the street, Alessa would never recognize Franky.
“Why didn’t you tell me the truth?”
“Hn?”
“You should’ve told me honestly “I want to give up, so please lend me a hand”.”
If he had done so, Loid would have helped him in the usual way. There would have been no need for such a roundabout way.
However, in response to Loid’s reasonable question, Franky said, “No way! I’d die saying those embarrassing lines if it was just all a misunderstanding, and what are you gonna do if it was huh!?!! I’d be sad to death! Stupid!” he sniffed.
He was back to his usual self.
Loid tipped the empty glass. The remaining olives inside shook a little.
“I didn’t expect you to be mature.”
“Ahaha. Don’t you dare throw me away too.”
Franky laughed happily.
“Damn it! I wanted to date her! I wanted to look cool even a little, I’m so stupid, stupid, stupid!”
Saying that, he then threw himself down the counter and cried deliberately. Loid ordered two more cocktails for himself and for his friend averting his eyes so as not to see Franky’s real tears behind his theatrical crying.
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“Congratulations on your discharge.”
“Continue to do your best from here out.”
“Someday, I will definitely watch you on an opera stage!”
“Please give my best regards to your father and mother.”
“Everyone, thank you so much for your help.”
The girl was handed a large bouquet of flowers and was seen off grandly by the director and other doctors and nurses in charge, and headed for the car waiting for her at the entrance of the hospital.
They were very good to her in the time she was there. However, the person she wanted to be there more than anyone else, was not there.
The girl regretted having blamed him for being “awful” when they parted. She was ashamed of herself for having said such a one-sided condemnatory remark to him, even though he probably had his own reasons for leaving.
Franky, I’m sorry.
And thank you, she told him in her heart. She knows that under this sky, no matter where he was, Franky will support her. That’s all she could think of now.
The girl looks back at the hospital where she has fond memories of him. Then she passed a young man walking down the street. The nostalgic smell of cigarettes tickles her nostrils.
Franky….?
She almost smiled as soon as she saw him, but she immediately knew that she had mistaken him for someone else. The color of his hair, his hairstyle, his face, everything about him was different from the man she knew.
The dejected girl got into the car to shake off such thoughts.
The car carrying the girl starts to drive away. The girl has no way of knowing, of course, that the man has quietly said his goodbye.
SxF Light Novel: Family Portrait Translation Short Novel: Family (Temporary)
Read Mission 4: Portrait of the Forger Family!? Here. DO NOT REPOST
At a certain restaurant in Berlint, the capital of Ostania. Lily, a waitress at this restaurant, which is popular for its not-too-luxury, yet stylish, chef-created cuisine that uses plenty of carefully selected ingredients and its comfortable atmosphere, was in the midst of her marriage hunting activities.
“......But I think marriage isn’t really that good, is it?”
After being rejected by her blind date partner again, Lily pouted and ranted to her colleague Rose while setting up the tables before the store opened.
“You’re just saying that because you don’t want to admit that you got dumped again, aren’t you? You have to take things seriously or else you’ll be left behind, you know.”
“I-I didn’t get dumped! We just didn’t have the same values! You’re just making fun of me just because you have a soon-to-be-husband boyfriend!”
Lily said, pissed and let out a sigh.
“Geez, I’m gonna stop looking for a marriage partner! I’m fine with being alone! I can live all by myself!”
Lily crumpled the napkin she was folding in sorrow and frustration, only to be scolded by the older Rose again by saying “Hey!”. On top of that, she also lectured her on how she needed to get a little more grip of reality, at which Lily puffed out her cheeks as she complained.
“But, looking at the families coming here, they don’t look happy at all.”
“Yeah….well, you’re right, that’s actually true.”
“You know, like that couple for example, they’re scolding their kids but they have terrible table manners themselves.”
As Lily gave an example of a customer she seen at the restaurant while refolding a napkin, Rose grimaced, “Oh, I hate that.” Then she added, “Now that you’ve mentioned it, there’s also that newlyweds who were fighting in front of their food. I wish they’d do that kind of thing at their home instead.”
She set a single flower vase in the middle of the table as she cited a certain customer.
Lily, who was energized by this, added,
“Say, do you remember the old couple whose husband complained about everything?”
“The guy who said, the food was tepid, or the service was slow, or the pictures on the wall looked old-fashioned and the tablecloths were wrinkled, and so on, right? While her husband was complaining to the manager, the wife looked like she wanted to just disappear from this place. I bet her husband is like that all the time at home.”
“That’s so suffocating, isn’t it?”
As if imagining it, Rose wrinkled her eyebrows deeply. Not only that, she also shuddered with disgust.
“Well, marriage doesn't always equals happiness, after all.”
“You’re right.”
After that, the two of them continued to talk about the unhappy marriages of their customers, and at the end, Lily’s shoulders slumped.
“Ohhh….if we look at it like that, marriage is the graveyard of life. Maybe that’s the reality of it.”
“Oh, but, then, how about that family?”
Rose said as she turned the silver spoon around.
“That family?”
“You know, that family that you said the husband is just your type?”
“Ah! The Ho-Ho-Ho something!”
“The Forgers. Aren’t they the ones who always make sure to make a reservation before coming here to the restaurant?”
At Rose’s words, Lily nodded and said,
“Oh, that’s right, the Forgers.”
The Forger family consists of a father, mother and daughter. They are a family that anyone can recognize as someone from the upper class within a day, but they don’t take it personally at all. They’re friendly, courteous, and kind to everyone in the restaurant.
The tall, smiling, soft-looking Mr. Forger was quite handsome and he was exactly Lily’s type, but his wife, who looked plain at first glance, but if you looked at her closely, she had a well-defined face and an outstanding figure, was very kind to Lily, who made a mistake in serving the wrong dish, and was even considerate of her feelings as she was very worried at Lily for her mistake, at that she easily concluded that she was no match to her and raised the white flag in her heart. She remembers it well.
“A handsome husband with a beautiful wife, and on top of that, their child is very cute too.”
Lily sighed as she smoothed out the wrinkles on a nearby tablecloth.
Their daughter must have been around four years old? Even Lily, who is far from motherhood, gets a tingling feeling as she recalls the child's slightly slurred speech and her childish antics.
“Actually, I saw that family not too long ago at the city zoo.”
“Oh, that time you went on a date with the twelfth guy? You were rejected spectacularly by that one, right?”
“Don’t remind me! At that time, the husband was watching the giraffe with his daughter on his shoulders. The daughter was so excited that she imitated the movement of the giraffe’s head and wobbled around a lot. At that, the husband scolded her with a wry smile, saying “Hey, that’s dangerous,” but he held her tightly so she wouldn’t fall off while his wife was looking at the two of them with a smile on her face.”
It was like a scene from a happy family movie. She remembered that she felt like crying, partly because she had not had a good conversation with her blind date partner.
Oh, they look happy. Ah, that’s nice. It was a sight that she could honestly think like that.
As Lily was being sentimental, Rose recalled,
“I heard that her husband is a doctor.”
“That’s right! Ah, I’m getting more and more jealous now…Anyway, why do you know that?”
“I overheard their conversation while I was bringing them their food. By the way, his wife is a city hall employee and their daughter is a student at Eden College. They’re a perfect family, aren’t they?”
“Eh? That kid? That little kid is a student at a very p-p-prestigious school!? That kid sure is smart! Anyway, how come you know that much? Are you a spy?”
Lily literally rolled her tongue at her colleague’s ability to gather information.
“What are you talking about? There’s only so much fun you can have as a waitress.”
Rose, having finished setting the table, scruffily replied,
“Oh, by the way, I see that you have an appointment with the Forgers today.”
“Yea-....a doctor husband, a hard working wife who works at the city hall and a daughter who is a student at Eden huh….”
They’re truly a picture perfect happy family. She’s sure they live in a beautiful home and spend their days filled with love and peace.
Imagining their dazzling appearances, she squeezed her eyes shut. They were too bright for Lily’s eyes.
“Oh right, it seems like they also have a big dog. You’re a dog person, right?”
“A big dog too!?”
As she saw Lily, who almost collapse on the spot due to her jealousy, Rose teasingly asked,
“So? It makes you want to get married now, doesn't it?
Lily clutched the hem of her apron with both hands and declared with tears in her eyes,
“Rose! I’ve made up my mind! I’m going to keep looking for a marriage partner even if it kills me!”
----However, the girls didn’t know. That the ideal family that they thought was a normal picture perfect happy family was actually a fake family made up of complete strangers. And the Forger family itself also had no way of knowing that their pseudo-family had contributed to raising the marriage rate in Ostania.
SxF Light Novel: Family Portrait Translation Mission 4: Portrait of the Forger Family!? (Part 3)
<<PART 2. DO NOT REPOST
“Thank you so much for staying with me today for so long. Thanks to all of you, I feel like I’ve embarked on a new path.”
“...... It's nothing, I’m so sorry for all the mess we have caused.”
Felix bowed his head deeply with a black garbage bag in his hand, and Loid responded with a smile so as not to show the tiredness in his face.
The number of people in the park has decreased considerably, and the western sky was completely tinted with madder red. Loid, who was swept by these and other such gestures, was exhausted. Yor herself looked tired, as if she were an empty shell of a person. Anya fell asleep while the picture was being painted, and she is still sleeping comfortably in Loid’s arms. The only one who was in good spirits was Bond.
When Loid apologized for not being able to go as far as coloring the painting, which was almost solely Yor’s fault rather than them entirely, Felix said,
“No, I already have all of your colors in my mind. I’m going home now. I’ll finish the painting at home.”
“Is that so? I’m glad to hear that then.”
Loid replied vaguely, agreeing with Felix's words.
It was a bit disappointing as he thought that the perfectionist artist might have been disappointed with the unfinished painting and will put it in storage.
They parted ways with Felix, who asked them to come back to this place in a week to show them the finished painting, and with that, they headed home.
Loid has lost the energy to go to the supermarket and cook a meal. However, he was also not in the mood to go eat out.
“I’m kind of tired, is it okay to have the dinner delivered?”
“Eh…Oh, yes of course.”
Yor, who was walking next to him with a heavy heart, answered half-heartedly. Loid did his best to lift his wife’s spirit with his cheerful voice as he said,
“How about we have some pizza? I heard from my co-worker that there is a delicious restaurant that opened recently.”
“Eh? Oh, yes. I think it’s good. I was just thinking of eating some…..steak too.”
Hm? What does she mean by that? Does she mean a pizza with steak on it?
He wondered if the new restaurant would have any, but when he asked,
“When you’re tired, meat is the best after all, right?”
The answer that came back was,
“That’s right…when you’re tired sweet food is the best.”
“Erm..shall we get some cake after dinner on our way home?”
“Yes. Anya already fell asleep too, so I think it’s best if we take a bus home.”
“..........”
Their awkward conversation couldn’t match each other.
Above all, Loid was concerned about her eyes that looked like a dead fish.
I guess she really didn’t want her face to be painted huh?
If that was the reason for all those eccentricities, she must be feeling a deep sense of frustration now that it all ended in vain.
Loid stole a glance at Yor, who was walking next to him, and he told his depressed wife in his mind,
“It’s alright, Yor.”
I can’t say this to you out loud, but our painting will never be displayed in an art museum.
This Twilight will never let that happen.
Loid carried Anya in his one hand and walked away with Bond on the lead as he was mentally devising the best course of action. The easiest way to do it at this point would be to pretend to like the finished painting and purchase it at the organization’s expense a week later, but Loid can’t even imagine how much that would cost. More than anything, if Loid, who is nothing more than a mere psychiatrist, were to pay such a large sum of money out of his own pocket, it would be viewed as suspicious.
If that’s the case, there is only one way left, although it'll be a little dangerous.
He breaks into Felix’s house, pretends to be a burglar and steals the finished painting.
Sure enough, that’ll be the most realistic plan. Once that’s decided, all that’s left is to put it into action…..
Good grief, how did this come to this?
Loid never thought that coming to the park with his family would put him in a situation where his life as a spy would be threatened.
Was today a bad day or something?
Lately, the talented spy, who has been unable to do things without his stomach medicine, let out a soft sigh.
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“......so, all of the sudden you just made a weird request to check out Felix Curtis’ house huh.”
Franky, a familiar informant at the store front, snorted as if he wasn’t convinced.
“You really do get yourself involved in such weird things a lot.”
“That’s right. What a disaster.”
“I also thought it was another famous painter doing activist work behind the scenes.”
“It would be easier if it was like that.”
Loid chuckled shallowly.
If Felix was a terrorist who wanted to break off diplomatic relations between East and West, and for that purpose he approached “Twilight”, a spy from the West, there would be no other way to deal with the situation. However, Felix was a good painter to the core. And yes, because he was a good person, the situation had come to this.
“Here you go. This is the address you asked for.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Franky gave him a piece of paper with the address of an apartment near the park.
“What about the security system?”
“I’ll be honest with you, his house is full of holes. It's the kind of thing that makes you wonder how someone who is supposed to be super rich could be living in such a rundown apartment.”
Apparently, it was true that most of the profits for his paintings were spent in training future painters.
Loid casually puts the paper into his pocket.
Putting the information fee on the stand as if it were a cigarette free, Loid was about to walk away saying, “See you later then,” but Franky held him back.
“Well, wait.”
“What? Unlike you, I’m a busy person, you know.”
“Stop being so cold. I did a bit of research on him, and I don’t think it’s going to be what you think it’s going to be, maybe?”
As he said that, he flickered another piece of paper.
“What’s this about?”
Frowning, Loid reached for the paper, and Franky lifted it in a heap.
“This will have a separate charge from earlier.”
“Don’t play dirty with me.”
Saying that, Loid quickly took the four folded pieces of paper from Franky’s hand.
“Ah! That’s unfair!!”
“I’ll decide if what I see here is worth paying extra.”
“Who’s playing dirty now?”
Ignoring Franky’s indignation, he looked over the paper. And as he lightly glanced with both eyes,
.......so that’s what it was about?
Loid almost burst into laughter.
“What? That’s disgusting.”
“Nothing. It’s just that you’re right.”
“I told you.”
“Yeah. I should have realized that sooner.”
Loid smiled with a huff and placed an additional fee on the stand. He finally understood why he smelled an oil paint on the head of the painter he met that day in the park.
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A week later, Felix, who was waiting for them at the same spot in the park, showed them a portrait of their family, painted with an incredibly original and bold touch. It was far from being as elaborate as a photograph, depending on how you look at it, it looked like a child’s doodle.
“Huh? Is that a potato?”
“No, that is Bond.”
“This one is probably a shrimp.”
“I’m sorry…..that’s actually Loid.”
The good-natured painter shyly informed them that, having worked with watercolors all his life, he was not yet used to working with oil paints. However, he looked very happy and refreshed.
“Thanks to all of you, I was able to enjoy painting from the bottom of my heart. I’m really grateful to all of you.”
Once again, Loid gazes at the painting he had already seen when he broke into Felix’s house. This is the first abstract painting by the artist who had taken the world by storm with his realistic paintings, and was painted at the end of a slump. No one knows how much it will be worth, or whether it will go unappreciated. But at least with this painting, even if it were to be displayed in an art museum, he was certain that it would not be a hindrance for the mission.
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“For some reason, I’m feeling kind of hungry. I’ll make dinner tonight, Loid!”
“Huh!? Oh….okay then, go ahead…”
Loid, bewildered, turned his back on Yor, who made a declaration with a smile.
“Well then, let's stop by at the supermarket on our way home.”
Saying so, Yor headed towards the exit of the park with bouncy steps. Her mood had clearly improved after seeing Felix’s painting. Loid was relieved to see a cheerful expression on her face for the first time in a while, since for the past week, she had been so dark and gloomy.
“If there’s anything you want to eat, just tell me.”
Contrary to Yor’s smiling face, Anya, who was clearly not very excited, took the precaution of saying,
“.....I’m not really hungry.”
Loid quickly soothed her as he whispered,
“I’ll buy you whatever sweets you like later.”
It was all for the sake of a harmonious family. All for the sake of the mission.
“You know that Yor’s cooking skills are getting better day by day, right? It’ll be fine.”
“You’ll be the food taster then, Papa.”
“I think I’d prefer to have beef…or maybe, shall we buy a whole duck? Some salted pork too….”
She was thinking about tonight’s menu while humming. At that, Loid chuckled.
Even if Felix’s style hadn’t changed so drastically, I would have stolen it and that would have been the end of it.
Well, there was no way that Yor would know about that, and he really felt sorry for her for the past week.
Maybe I should ask her out on a date again? No, but I don’t want her to kick me in the jaw again, so maybe we’ll just go out to eat something delicious together as a family.
While thinking about such things, he let out a sigh of relief, at any rate, this series of turmoil had been successfully resolved safely.
“Nevertheless, that painting was really indescribable…”
Aside from the potato-like Bond, Loid, for example, was even mistaken for shrimp by Anya. But on the other hand, he also thought that there was something in that painting that was not there when Felix was painting those beautiful photograph-like paintings. However, even Loid doesn’t know what it was.
At that, Anya suddenly announced,
“I like that painting.”
With a childlike undeservedness, she added,
“It looked terrible, but I like the warmness of it.”
“..........”
And all of the sudden, Loid felt like she understood something that he didn’t understand. A precious something that was not found in the elaborate, photographic-like paintings that made a full use of wonderful skills. Felix probably had a smile on his face because he was able to find it.
As Loid recalled the painter’s happy smile in his mind, he heard Yor said, “Hehehe, it really was a wonderful painting,” agreeing with Anya.
“It makes me very happy to think that we were so happy in his eyes….”
She smiled shyly as she said that, and Loid smiled at her and said,
“..... You're right.”
There was really nothing more to it. He only agreed to it for the sake of this temporary family’s peace. It was Loid Forger, the entity created for this mission, who agreed to the word’s of his family, not Twilight himself. However, that feeling was delivered with a calmness that surprised even himself. Just like the blue sky today….
“I think it was a very good painting, too.”
Such words flowed naturally, and Bond barked a “Borf!” as if to agree.
Anya laughed as she said,
“Bond said he likes it too.”
Seeing her daughter like that, Yor smiled softly.
Under the blue sky, there was a smile on Loid’s cheeks that wasn’t just a fake smile.
I did the Bungo Stray Dogs Yokohama Tour event so here's a recap ♡
This stamp rally could be finished in an hour (even less?) if one wanted to quickly get it done and not do any of the attractions. The rally itself is 660 yen for the page and you get a random polaroid of a character once you complete it and turn it in. The merch is the same at all stations, with the exception of only pre-ordering the plushies at the cafe, the gacha items at marine tower, and the items at the arcade stall at Cosmoworld.
⋆｡°✩ Cosmoworld ✩°｡⋆
I didn't go on the Ferris wheel because I've done it before, but the ticket does come with the five boys on it. Leading up into the park are individual banners of the five boys. It was actually raining on the first day I went and I wasn't prepared so I came back another day since all the attractions were closed lol (can you see how bright dazai is while the other two photos are gloomy? lol I got soaking wet btw bc I was too stubborn to buy an umbrella lmfao) The stamp was Dazai and it is at the goods shop where one could buy all the other merch.
I did attempt the Cupball game three times (two tries for one game so a total of six balls I threw) but I totally sucked at it and only got three postcards as the consolation prizes (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) I did feel better once I saw two other women attempt and lose as well so hey, maybe the game is rigged ?! (okay I'm sure some people won, I was very close to winning a few times too but ugh whatever lol) These prizes were only available here so it would have been nice to get one for only 600 yen but alas.
⋆｡°✩ Cafe Fan Base ✩°｡⋆
I did make a reservation for this, but it looked like it wasn't busy at all so going up and waiting for a spot could be feasible if one wanted to do it. The menu and drinks looked good so I got several items.
⟡ Dazai drink - Butterfly pea & lemon jelly but tasted absolutely flavorless, both the liquid and the jelly.
⟡ Chuuya drink - Cassis soda with strawberry jelly. Tasted like carbonated water with strawberry syrup lol it was okay.
⟡ Lifebuoy Curry - This was the ADA themed food and it was... passable? The curry tasted a bit fishy and the meat wasn't tender, but the rice was good lol
⟡ Chocolate cake - Port Mafia themed and the best dish. Mousse like but not overbearing with the chocolate flavor.
⟡ Pancake - Decay of Angels themed. Soft! The two mochi balls were flavorless and I think the ice cream / purple ribbon thing was ube? maybe taro? idk but it was good but got soggy after a while lol
Also with each order of food or drink, I got a coaster but to my luck, no Chuuya and double Mushitarō ߹𖥦߹
The venue of the cafe was loud and constantly repeating the trailers for the latest season. I swear to god, I can repeat verbatim the trailer now and Granrodeo's theme songs since they played those at all the locations of this stamp rally lmfao. These life sized cutouts were also at every location.
⋆｡°✩ Yokohama Air Cabin ✩°｡⋆
So I never been on this before, and while I could get the stamp without going on it, I thought, why not? The cabin itself wasn't BSD themed but it was a nice little ride from Sakuragicho to Minato Mirai. I also got a cute themed ticket from it.
⋆｡°✩ Yokohama Marine Tower ✩°｡⋆
This was also my first time here, despite lodging at the New Grand Hotel my last visit, which is right by it lol I actually went on two separate days here because it was too windy both times and they wouldn't sell me the special ticket even though I was okay not going up the tower lol anyways, third times the charm and I went up right when it opened the day my flight left lol They had a gacha for 770 yen that gives you three chances at exclusive prizes and I did it twice, I got stickers and an umbrella charm. The main prize was of huge acrylic stands that one girl bought 15 tries at.... it was insane and she won the main prize twice! (she picked chuuya and dazai lol)
They also had a cute little section where people could post a little note. so many were thanking Asagiri for 10 years and hoping for 10 more lol also a lot of skk shoutouts (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ In the observation deck, the windows had the chibis which were all very very cute
⋆｡°✩ Kannai Subway ✩°｡⋆
So the last stamp actually made me lost bc I couldn't find what entrance it was lol it didn't have anything special and it was the only place that didn't sell merch.
Anyways this post is long and I hit image limit so I'll reblog and have the merch section and the AR codes in the next one <3 tysm for reading <33
Below is the merch I bought, stamps, and pictures of the Oshi codes that potentially you can use?
I ended up buying a few things ✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ )و✧*｡ I was hesitating on the chibi acrylics but decided to go for it since I really really liked the designs lol The stickers and the sigma charm was from the Marine Tower gacha, and the polaroid was from showing proof of finishing the stamp rally. I had the chance to get ranpo, chuuya, or akutagawa (ofc the gods hate me and gave me my least favorite lmfao) I think if one were to go to the second half, its better odds since its only between Atsushi and dazai to randomly get. Also the event is spilt up between first half and second, so if you are debating on going, make sure your faves are in the half you want!
There were QR codes at each stamp location for a VR thing but I wasn't able to access it because I don't have a Japanese phone number. I'll still post them (with the exception of ranpo's bc I didn't get a good enough photo of it) in hopes that someone is able to view it (ᵕ—ᴗ—)
Also posting the cute little tickets I got from the Air Cabin and Marine Tower.
In order of: Akutagawa, Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi
I believe that's it for this specific stamp rally, but yeah! It was a fun quick thing to do, and also the stamps were very cute!!!
Did you just legitimately tell me that a person who draws wolf ass is more competent than a dude who spent 8+ years in a university to give you your lung transplant?
doctors are bullshit and furry artists perform an infinitely more valuable service to society compared to them
It took doctor’s like 10 years to diagnose what was wrong with me, some insisting I was faking for attention while a furry artist I knew just went “that sounds like crohn’s” after hearing me complain once and ended up being right
Also I can’t go to a doctor and ask them to draw Rouge the Bat wider than she is tall with tits to match, now can I
[ID: a comic illustrating the above thread as if it was happening in a theater. The users are mostly shaped like their icons, pukicho is a pikachu and hokuto-ju-no-ken is a gengar. The last panel is gengar looks back where a speech bubble comes out of the crowd to say, “you could if you weren’t a fucking coward.” /end]
The thing about Kakashi is that if he gave any of his adult friends a genuine, full-armed, lean-into-it hug, they would pat his back and then later run to the other friends’ houses and go “we’re putting kakashi on suicide watch again”
Untold Origins volume 2 bonus illustration from Melonbooks, matching the WonderGOO Oda one. Volume 2 is scheduled to be released on the 26th of March, alongside the main manga volume 28.
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