i forgot how tiny i made seija

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i forgot how tiny i made seija
“Is that true what you are saying or just what you would like to think?”
“It’s true AND it’s what I think!”
“So… Lovely in my language?”
“Pff, as if! You’re just bein’ delusional. There’s absolutely no way I’d find someone like you lovely!”
“Disgusting~”
“Do you actually think you can win me over with false promises, like last time?”
She shakes her head and steps closer, now tightly gripping her needle with both hands.
“Run while you can. I know better than not handing shameless liars like you to the law.”
“Haah...I was afraid you were gonna say somethin’ like that...well, alright. Let’s go then.” The Amanojaku simply stood up, moved closer to the inchling, and knelt down, placing her hand on the ground. “If you’re gonna turn me in, they’ll probably be expecting you to bring me in at needle point, I’ll put you on my shoulder and you can keep it pointed at my neck.”
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“Well, duh I am!” Time to point that needle of hers straight at Seija again, just in case she missed last encounter’s memo. She’d give her credit for not approaching any closer, but given who sparked this conversation in the first place…
“As if you can name three good reasons to forgive you. You just can’t!”
“Aw, c’mon Shin, I haven’t caused in trouble or nothin’ lately. I’ve been on my very best behavior! Doesn’t that show that maybe, just MAYBE I can change? If not that, can it at least convince ya to at least put the needle away?”
“I ain’t gonna ask for forgiveness, after all, I tricked ya, played with your feelin’s, and then up and left. I don’t blame ya one bit for hatin’ me, It’s probably that hate that’s lettin’ me talk like this right now without feelin’ like I’m gonna puke.”
“Oh, there you are.”
Might be par for the course, but she still can’t help but fold her arms disapprovingly!
“Aw, are ya still mad at lil ol’ me?” She’d totally pick her up if she wouldn’t get stabbed or bitten again, so instead she’s going to just sit down.
“You’re disgusting.” Wink.
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“Nailed it.”
And as if on cue, a hesitantly approaching inchling.
Was she seeing things? She had to be...there was no possible way Shinmyoumaru could be there. Looks like her fever is finally getting to her. “..Hey..” Her throat was sore, and dry, and even keeping her eyes open was an ordeal, but here she is. Sick and at the mercy of anyone who may still be sore about the incident she caused.
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Guess who’s sick.
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Shinmyoumaru sways along with said strokes, further convinced of this being one heck of a tenacious dream. But if she’s already slumbering, then how and why do her eyelids feel like anvils? Why is she finding this so lull—
Plop.
That...couldn’t be good right? Well, at least if she’s going back to sleep she should do it on her little futon, not just on the floor...which meant Seija is just scooping up the little inchling in her hand, moving her covers aside, and gently laying her down on the futon before tucking her in. No one must know of this.