@Youxaiofdarkness: Harsh Words and Hematomas
Satoko had bought a bunch of food at the market today. It was time for the weekly shopping, which meant she was carrying a lot of essential items, like miso soup, rice and fish. She was glad to be able of doing something as simple as this, considering all of the memory+headache episodes she’d had recently. It was causing her so many accidents that she was starting to fear for her ability to function as a person.
While happy for her mental strength, her arms sure could use some rest. These things were kinda heavy when putting together and there were 5 minutes worth of walking left until she got to her building. Just then, however, she tripped. Perhaps this girl on her side had put her foot in front of her, perhaps she just stumbled on a stone. All she knows is that, the instant she saw the bags fall on the floor, it came.
“SATOKOOO!!! C’mere and gimme the gas for heating the sake, you little whore!!!”
It was her uncle. She’d taken too long to enter by speaking to Keiichi and Irie, which made him angry. And him angry meant he’d hit her again for being a useless girl.
“Dumbass!!! Don’t make a mess with my sake!! Dumbass! Hurry up and bring it while it’s dry right now!”
“I’m sorry... I’m sorry...” She tried to apologize for her lack of care, but she knew it was pointless. Teppei wasn’t even paying attention to her anymore, instead badmouthing her to his mahjong friends.
Just like that, Satoko was now apologizing before Rumia, even though no food whatsoever fell on her. It’s like she’s in some sort of trance.