>>40994599
>[ ] I died
though
>[ ] I’m still kicking

>>40994723
Sums it up perfectly, I support this

>writing

“I lost an arm, died, came back, knocked The Witch out, and then The Builder busted my chain” You say.
“How’d it happen?” She asks.
“The chain?” You ask.
“How did you die?” She clarifies.

“Oh” You say. “I drowned in oil”
“I see… That doesn’t sound so bad” She says.
“I’m gonna have to disagree with you there” You say.
“It could have been worse” She says. “What was the arena like?”
“Grated metal floors dotted with torches as far as the eye could see, with oil above and below” You say.
“Then it could have been much worse” She says. “You could have burned”

“That does not make me feel better” You say.
“All I’m saying is-“
“Can we please not talk about that part of the night?” You ask. “Literally every other part is okay”
“Oh… okay” She says. “So… did anything else happen?”

>[ ] The butcher lobbed my arm off

>[ ] The butcher lobbed their arm off

>[ ] Tell her about your gamble with the Scholar

>[ ] The Traitor helped you against The Builder

>>40995309
>>[ ] The butcher lobbed my arm off
>>[ ] The butcher lobbed their arm off

Armapalooza!

>>40995309
>[ ] Tell her about your gamble with the Scholar
>[ ] The Traitor helped you against The Builder

>>40995361
Forgot text...

Need to plan for future allies first.

Well I figured out how to beat the Butcher's cleaver.

Just wear a wetsuit.

No exposed skin for it to touch, and it can't cut through anything else.

>>40995402
Except the butcher's cleaver went through chain we had wraped around our arm....

>writing

>>40995493
No, Smiley said it managed to slip between the chain an touch our arm.

I asked him that last thread because I was confused.

>>40995402
>wetsuit
>Arena of oil and fire
maybe something else, something that won't cause you to overheat in less than 2 minutes.

“Well, the butcher lobbed off my arm” You say. “I have a few questions about that”

Kyla gives you a curious look, unable to answer with a mouth full of cereal.

“I’ll just ask” You say. “I thought that the Cleaver had to actually cut through flesh”
“It does” She says. “What happened?”
“It just kind of… touched me, and boom! Arm gone” You say.

Kyla’s expression sours. “The Butcher must have loaded more into it than he did last time” She says.

You stare at her for a moment. “That could use an explanation” You say.
“The Boons can be more powerful if the God that made them pours more energy into it” She says. “If The Butcher put more in than he did before, the Cleaver will be stronger”
“So why does the description of it say that it has to part flesh?” You ask.

“Because the descriptions are a base-line” She says. “The Cleaver will still have the rule that it can’t cut anything but flesh, though"
"So any of the items can be more powerful than I believe them to be?"
"More, or less" She says. "Probably more. You should be careful. Especially around The Butcher"

“Maybe not” You say. “Before I died, they cut their own arm off to spite me”
“Why?” She asks.
You shrug, unwilling to revisit your time under the oil

“Well, that’ll handicap them” She says. “But the arm will be back”
“Really?” You ask. “How?”
“How do you think?” She asks.
“Magic?” You ask.
“Magic” She says.

>[1/2]

>>40995750
It's magic, I ain't gotta explain shit.

Enchanted wetsuit, then.

Just wear a full outfit with actual sleeves, and some gloves.

The point is, don't let the cleaver touch your skin and it can't take you apart.

>>40995780
Maybe surgical gloves. Those extend pretty far up the arm, if you stretch them. Or opera gloves? Can guys wear those?

Chainmail would also be nice, but that has the same heat problems.

>>40995849
>BDSM wear, insulated for safety reasons

Oh, the enemy will fear us.

“And you can’t tell me anything at all about it” You say.
“Not a damn thing” She says.

You sigh. “Well, something good came out of last night” You say.
“Whash rhad?” Kyla asks, her mouth once more full of cereal.

“I took a bit of a gamble entering the Arena when I did” You say. “I was waiting to see if The Scholar entered first, but they didn’t”
“So why did you go in then?” She asks.
“I had a thought” You say. “That maybe they were doing the same thing”
“Did they go?” She asks.
“They did. They even helped me out against Stoneha-… err… The Creator” You say.
“That’s good news” She says. “If you can get them alone, maybe you could formalize an alliance”

“And speaking of help” You say. “When I was up against The Builder, I think The Traitor lent me a hand”
“What makes you say that?” She asks.
“Well, we were fighting” You say. “And then when he stepped onto one of the solid platforms, his shadow grabbed him from behind”
“That’s The Traitor all right” She says. “Maybe you could get with them too. Seeing as how if you want to go into the Arena this week you’ll probably be running into them”

“That’s true” You say. “They seem friendlier than Stonehan- I mean The Creator”
“You can call them what you want” She says. “I won’t take offense”

>Morning activity time!
>2 actions (Number of actions shown in brackets)

>[ ] Morning exercises (1)

>[ ] Say hi to Ms. Browning (1)

>[ ] Morning exercises with Kyla (2) (It takes longer to show her the routine)

>[ ] Study (1)

>[ ] Get a bit more sleep (1)

>[ ] Other

>>40995976
>>[ ] Morning exercises with Kyla (2) (It takes longer to show her the routine)

>>40995976
>[ ] Morning exercises with Kyla (2) (It takes longer to show her the routine)

>>40995976
>>[ ] Morning exercises with Kyla (2) (It takes longer to show her the routine)

>writing

You finish up your breakfast and put the bowls in the sink. You’ll have to wash those… eventually.

You don’t really have time for that now. You head over to the couch and push it towards the balcony door to make room for your morning exercises.

Satisfied with your space, you get to work.

“What are you doing?” Kyla asks.
“Morning warm-up” You say.
“Why?”
“Because I’m about to spend the next few hours glued to a desk, so I need to move around while I can” You say. “You should join me. Maybe you could get some muscle on those arms”
“My arms are perfectly fine the way they are” She says.
“Kyla, people are going to think I’m starving you, you’re so scrawny” You say.

Kyla holds out her arms and tries to flex her biceps. She puts a solid effort into it, but the substance isn't there.

You raise an eyebrow and flash her a wry grin.
“Okay, fine. My body could use some work” She says. “Temporary as it is”
“Temporary or not, you’re still working with it for a while” You say, waving her over.

Kyla rolls her eyes, but she still comes over.

>[1/2]

You take Kyla through each of the different stretches and poses in turn.

It’s not a complicated routine by any stretch of the word, but you still have to make sure she’s doing it properly. Temporary as it may be, she still needs to take care of her body. And that means not accidentally injuring it while exercising.

It takes a full hour to go through your usually fairly short workout.

“That wasn’t so bad” She says.
“It’s usually faster than that” You say. “I expect to see sweat tomorrow. No excuses”
“I have to do this again?” She asks.
“Yep” You say. “Every day”

Kyla’s face drops. “E-every day?” She asks.
“Every. Last. One” You say cheerfully.

She mumbles something under her breath, as you ignore her and go get dressed.

Looking through the stuff in your dresser, you start to think that Safi may be right. Your wardrobes is kind of a one-trick-pony right now. But you’ll live with it. Partially because you like to wear what’s comfortable, and partially because it looks like the next while is going to be financially stressing…

“Alright, I’m off” You say.
“What? Already?” She asks.
“Well, yeah” You say, checking your watch. “School starts in 30 minutes. I like to get there with some time to spare”
“Well… what am I supposed to do?” She asks.

That’s… a good question.
She can’t come with you. You don’t really want to let her wander about…

>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of video games

>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of binge watching TV

>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of anime

>[ ] Other

>>40996467
>>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of video games

>>40996467
>>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of anime
We are on 4chan, it only makes sense. Nothing with Lolis in it though, we really don't need that problem.

>>40996467
4cha-
nah

>Introduce her to the neighbor

>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of video games

>>40996467
>>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of anime
Legend of a Galactic Empire.

That should keep her occupied.

>>40996532
>>40996496

>yfw you come back to see her watching Boku no Pico

>>40996467
>[ ] Introduce her to the wonderful world of anime

Does fate/stay night exist in this universe?

>>40996565
Yoooooooooooooooooooooo. DO NOT WATCH A SHOW CALLED BOKU SAIF.

>>40996587
So are you trying to give her low expectations from the start, or?

>writing

You hem and you haw about what she can do with her time, until an idea comes to you.

You walk back to the couch and pull your laptop out from underneath it.
“Alright, there isn't much here but…” You say, leaving the laptop open on the coffee table. “You can watch what’s there, I guess”

“What is it?” She asks.
“My anime collection” You say. “I don’t tend to keep older stuff, since I can get it all off Yui, but there should at least be enough there to keep you occupied”

Kyla sits down at the couch and stares at you laptop.

“How does it work?” She asks.
“You’re kidding” You say.

Kyla gives you a blank look.

You sigh. “Alright. I’ll show you the basics” You say.

You run Kyla through the process of using the trackpad and interacting with folders and files.

“I’m glad I found this out now” You say. “Someone would definitely think something was up if a 14 year old didn’t know how to use a computer”
“Is it that weird?” She asks.
“In this day and age? Absolutely” You say. “I’ll have to go a bit more in depth later”

“So what are these?” She asks.
“Those are the shows” You say.
“I know, but what are they?” She asks. “I mean what are they about?”

Ugh. Probably easier to just pick one and let her take it from there… You don’t really have anything but the stuff you’ve watched recently on here… let’s see…

>[ ] Star Driver

>[ ] Fate/Zero

>[ ] Steins;Gate

>[ ] Durarara

>[ ] Other

>>40996860
>>[ ] Other

Cowboy Bebop.

All the way.

>>40996860
Second >>40996916

and Steins;Gate is for playing, not watching.

>>40996860
>>[ ] Steins;Gate
>>[ ] Durarara
MAXIMUM CONFUSION

>>40996860
Space Dandy. no buts, just do it.
And if it can't be helped, Durarara!!

>>40996916
>>40996860
Sure
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6jCJZEFIto

>writing

You queue up the first episode of Durarara!

There are a few others you’d like to show her, like bebop or dandy, but Yui is the one who keeps the collection. You’ll have to ask her if she can bring her hard drive around next time she comes over.

“Is this good?” She asks.
“Pretty good” You say. “Just watch it, and if you don’t like it you can try one of the other ones”
She purses her lips and looks at the computer with disdain. “Okay” She says.

“Alright then…” You say. You leave Kyla to her business and walk over to the phone. You still have a home phone, because Boss pays a few of your bills and he insists that you keep one. It comes in handy from time to time, like right now.

You pull out a sticky note and write your cell number down on it. “You know how to use a phone right?” You ask.
“That I do know” She says.
“My cell number is on a note here beside the phone. Call me if you need something” You say. “I’ll come back at lunch or after school before I go to work to check in on you”

“I’m not a kid” She says.
“Could’ve fooled me” You say.

Kyla turns around and sticks her tongue out at you.

You chuckle. “See you later” You say.
“See you” She says.

>[1/2]

It took you longer than expected to get that all done, and you have to jog to get to school on time.

But you make it, thankfully.

“You look tired” Veer says as you flop into your seat next to him.
“I feel tired” You say. “How’s it going?”
“Good” He says. “Better than you, from what I’ve heard”
“Heard about my bundle of joy, have you?” You ask.
“Dwight told me” He says. “How’s that working out?”

“Well enough” You say. “She gets along with Moriarty, so she can stay until it’s sorted out”
“There are people that don’t get along with your cat?” Veer asks.
“Haven’t met one so far, but if I did I probably wouldn’t like them” You say.
“You hear the other bad news?” He asks.
“Shoot” You say.

Veer points at the board, and you turn to see what he’s indicating.

“Oh…” You say. “Shit”

On the board, written in big chalky letters are two words: Pop, and Quiz.

Okay. Remain calm. You still have some time to whip through some study mate-

“Alright class, take your seats” Mr. Singh says as he enters the room.

Fuck… Fuck. Damn. Shit. Son of a… fuck.

Okay, keep not panicking. You can still do this.

Mr. Singh begins handing the tests out, as you prepare your brain…

>Dice time!
>At the behest of one of you guys, I’m changing up the system.
>d100, counting first 3 and averaging them.

>Get rollin’

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>40997425
My roll a shit

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>40997425

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>40997425
LETS GO!

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>40997425
I didn't mind the cumulative dice system. Average 3d100 will go from mediocre rolls to godawful when that <10 roll comes on the last roll.

>>40997425
>At the behest of one of you guys, I’m changing up the system.
I disagree with this decision. You can use 1d100, but you don't NEED to.

>>40997449
>>40997450
>>40997466

So I am suddenly liking the old system.

Why can't we have a pop quiz in PE. We study for that.

>writing

just trying new things in relatively safe rolling spots. Better to figure out a system here where consequences are (comparatively) low than to have everything go to shit when a less optimal system causes an important character to die.

>>40997498
>pop quiz in PE
>Get through this obstacle course in 5 minutes, GO

>>40997518
I feel you, its just that I've never seen average of 3 go well. You'll honestly need compensate your DCs for it. Like make 50 or 60 DC your 80+ DC on a Best of three.

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Well if anyone was wondering, here are the probablities for beating DCs in OP's old system.

You get your quiz passed back to you and look it over.

Okay, you kind of know that one…

That’s not… you haven’t even seen that equation…

Alright. You can still do this. Just weed through the test and start with the easy problems. Take care of those first, and you can handle the hard ones with the time you have left…

Hard ones like that one… and that one… and that…

Alright then. It’s official: you’re boned.

You resign yourself to working on the questions top to bottom, whether you can get them right or not.

By the time the period is over, you are well and truly demoralized. You hand in your test and zombie-walk off to music class when the bell rings.

“That bad?” Veer asks.
“It was a disaster wrapped in a catastrophe loaded onto a plane and flown into a skyscraper” You say.
“You’ll do better next time” Veer says. “Just remember to study, and not fall asleep in class”
“Easier for you to say” You say. “You aren’t the one who accidentally a kid”

“I could help you out, if you wanted” He says.
“Maybe” You say. “I’ve got a lot on my plate right now, so I’ll have to get back to you on that” You say.
Veer shrugs as you enter the music class. “Let me know” He says.

You both grab your stuff from the shelves, and go to your spots. Dominic the bass player is actually here today, so you aren’t alone in the string corner…

>[ ] Play a thing

>[ ] Look for Claire

>[ ] Talk to Dominic

>[ ] Other

>>40997771
Neat

>>40997793
>>[ ] Talk to Dominic

>>40997771
That's for doing it in 3 rolls, right?

The thing is, it doesn't note passing the DC in 2 rolls, which is the main interesting thing.

>>40997793
>>[ ] Talk to Dominic

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>>40997827
%16.5 for the standard DC of 30.

>>40997904
Cool.

Maybe setting the standard at 50% is a bad idea, but I like this system for distinct levels of success.

>writing

I'll probably stick to cumulative 3d20 without the target, using something like the tiers from the focus rolls for everything.

>>40997997
Use the Dungeon World System, that'll cause no arguments

>>40998091
No idea what that is explain or link to explaination?

“Long time no see” You say.
“Oh, sup man?” Dominic asks.

You bump his fist as you take your seat next to your amp. “Not much” You say. “Yourself?”
“Been busy” He says, plucking one of his strings.
“Busy how?” you ask, doing a bit of tuning before class starts.

“Workin’, hangin’ around with the boys. You know how it is” He says.
“That I do” You say.

Dominic is a bit of a slacker, but he’s a pretty damn good bass player. Not because he’s black, as the stereotype goes. He used to play it a lot, and he probably still does. He likes to talk about his experience from about a year ago when he was in a band with some other students, before they all graduated and moved away.

“You learn any new stuff?” He asks.
“Not much” You say. “I’ve been doing some work with that song you wanted to play, but I don’t get to practice much”
“Got it down?” He asks.
“Pretty much” You say.

>[ ] Jam?

>[ ] Maybe later

>>40998253
>>[ ] Jam.

>>40998253
>[ ] Jam?

>writing

“Wanna play?” You ask.
Dominic gives a look of approval and nods.

You start with the opening chords.

https://youtu.be/MinoVJfuAAs

You like playing this. It sounds pretty cool with the right distortion, and you have to admit that having the bassline in there makes it sound better.

The two of you get about halfway through the song before Ms. Browning emerges from her office.

“Alright alright! Settle in and listen up!” She says. “Today we-“

She is interrupted by a light knock at the door.

“Again?” She asks. “Am I going to be able to teach an actual lesson in here?”

She walks briskly to the door and cracks it open to see who’s outside.

“Sorry I’m late” The person outside says with a familiar French accent. “I ‘ad some trouble getting srough ze halls”
“Not a problem, not a problem” Ms. Browning says. “You of all people don’t have to apologize for that”

Claire wheels herself into the room slowly. Odd, she isn't usually on her own…

“Okay! We’ll get started as soon as everybody is ready” Ms. Browning says. She’s obviously tired. Ms. Browning always gets overly energetic and loud when she’s tired. ‘Beat’s ODing on coffee’ as she’d say.

>[1/2]

Music class goes by quickly, almost too quickly. If only math could go by this fast… y’know, when you aren’t sleeping through it…

“You know, if you want to play more often you should hang around here after school” Dominic says as you pack up your instruments.
“They don’t close this room?” You ask.
“Nah, Ms. Browning keeps it open for a while so she can work” He says. “We used to use this place to practice”
“I’ll think about it” You say. “Between work and MA club I’m usually pretty swamped after school, so I’ll let you know”

You and Dominic exchange numbers, and he leaves.

Now it’s lunchtime, time to-

>[ ] Go talk to Claire

>[ ] Go meet up with Yui

>[ ] Go meet up with Dwight

>[ ] Head home to feed the Kyla

>>40998727
>>[ ] Head home to feed the Kyla
Responsibility and all that.

>>40998727
>[ ] Head home to feed the Kyla

>>40998727
>[ ] Go talk to Claire

>>40998727
>[ ] Go talk to Claire

Kyla did say she wasn't a kid.

>>40998212
It's a system that makes tg rage at itself a lot when mentioned, and has a tired degrees of failure system

>>40999007
>tired degrees of failure
I think you have at least two degrees of tired.

>writing
>I can make this work, but y'all niggas need to stop tying the vote

You pull out your phone and shoot a text off to Yui and Dwight telling them that you won’t be around for lunch, and then walk over to Claire.

You come up behind her wheelchair. “How’s it going?” You ask.
Claire cranes her neck back to look up at you. “Ah, Saif” She says. “Comme ci Comme ca”
“No Julia today?” You ask.
“She is sick” Claire says. “It’s been coming on for a couple of days, but her fever peaked zis morning”
“I see” You say. “Need a hand?”

“I was wondering when you would ask” She says, holding her flute case up. “It’s a but high up. Could you put zis up zere for me?”
“Sure” You say, taking the case and putting it on the high shelf. “Anything else?”

“I wouldn’t mind if you ‘elped me get to my next class” She says. “Not all of my teachers are as forgiving as Ms. Browning”
“Sure” You say, grabbing the handles on her wheelchair and turning her round gently. “Where’s the class?”
“Third floor, room 7” She says.
“English?” You ask.
She looks back and nods.
“Mullins?” You ask.
“Yes… ‘ow did you know?” She asks.
“I had Mullins in 9” You say. “2 minutes outside for every minute you’re late. No exceptions”
“Yes… she is… interesting” Claire says.

“That is a much kinder word than the one I would use” You say. “But we’re in school, so interesting will do”

Claire giggles.

>[1/2]

You take Claire up to her classroom, and aside from the fact that you somehow forgot about the wheelchair and tried to take the stairs, you made it without mishap.

The bell goes off just as you make it to the class.

“Merci Beaucoup” She says.
“Not a problem” You reply.
“By any chance… are you working tonight?” She asks.
“Yeah… why?” You ask.

She smiles softly. “I was meeting wiz some family friends tonight. Perhaps I could bring zem by at ze end of ze night” She says.
“That sounds fine” You say.

She claps her hands together and turns her chair around. “Until zen” She says.

You watch her go into the class and turn to find her seat. When she turns, she catches you watching and smiles again. Busted. Whatever. There are certainly worse things you could be caught doing.

You turn and walk away from the classroom and through the rapidly emptying halls. Pulling out your phone to check the time, you see that you have a text. Funny, you mustn’t have been paying attention.

[Yui]>Dwight’s not here. Are you heading home?
[Yui]>Can I come too?

>[Y/N]

>>40999426
Y

>>40999426
>Y

>>40999426
>Y

>writing

[Yui]<Sure. Meet you at the front entrance.

You send it off, and you’re about to put your phone away when you get another thought.

[Yui]<Do you have your hard drive?

Now you put your phone away and head down to the entrance.

…

Luckily, Yui is pretty on top of things and you don’t have to wait long for her. When she arrives, the two of you get moving.

“Sorry!” She says. “No drive. I don’t carry it to school”
“No worries” You say.
“Why do you want it?” She asks.
“I was showing Kyla some anime and it made me realise how lackluster my collection is” You say.
“Well, you do only keep what you’ve watched recently” She says. “That would mean… Steins;Gate, Fate/Zero, Durarara and Star Driver”

“Basically” You say. “I’m surprised you remember that”
“I have a good memory” She says.

>[ ] Ask her how her con prep is going

>[ ] Ask her if she’s working with you tonight

>[ ] Ask her how she’s doing with the English homework

>[ ] Other

>>40999777
>[ ] Ask her how her con prep is going

>>40999777
>[ ] Ask her how her con prep is going
Dub trips

Alright guys, so lets talk about who we know is a current player. This is a quest so it is close to guaranteed that atleast one person we know is fighting during the blood moons like us, the quest is who. My guess is Ms. Browning, she was near us when the first blood moon hit where we ran into stonehand and also she supposely has a 'child' that she never talked about and seems smarter then your average child, similiar to a certain someone.

>writing

“So how’s the con prep going?” You ask.
“Great!” She says. “I even managed to get a new piece done last night”
“Awesome” You say. “Do I get to see it?”

“No” She says. “You’ll have to wait”
“Aww come on!” You say.
“No means no” She says. “This one is important. It needs to have a reveal!”
“Oh… fine” You say. “So long as you show me eventually”

“I will” She says. “So how have things been now that you’re a single parent?”
“Har har” You say. “I’m just glad I already had the extra room”
“Extra room… do you still sleep on the couch?” She asks.
“Yes” You say.

“Why? You have the whole apartment to yourself now” She says.
“Had” You say. “I had the whole apartment to myself. Besides, the couch is comfy”
“But it’s a couch” She says.
“A comfy couch” You reply.

“I don’t get you” She says.
“That’s okay” You say. “I don’t get you either”

Yui giggles, and you check the time.

“Jeez, we’ll have to hightail it if we want to have time to do anything” You say.
“Not running” She says. “Too tired”
“Too tired to run?” You ask. “How late were you up last night?”
“Late” She says.
“Yui…”
“You don’t wanna know” She says. “Art takes time. Sometimes it is time that coincides with sleep”

You roll your eyes. “Well, at least pick up the pace a bit” You say.
“I can do that” She says.

>[1/2]

Yui drags a bit, but you still make good time back to your apartment. When you enter, you find Kyla still sitting in the same place you left her.

“Heyo” You say. “It’s me”
“Saif! Why can’t you be more like this guy?” She asks, pointing frantically at the screen.
“Who?” You ask.
“Him!” She says, pausing it with Shizuo on screen. “He throws EVERYTHING. If you were more like him we could just fill your Aren-ello Yui”

Nice save. VERY nice save.

“Hi Kyla” Yui says. “Enjoying the show?”
Kyla nods, and then shoots you a dirty look.

“You miss me?” You ask.

Kyla’s stomach grumbles. “Yes” She says.
“At least one part of you is honest” You say, looking through your kitchen for lunch stuff.

There isn't a whole lot here. The most you ever keep is cat food, ramen, sandwich stuff and the occasional bits for something more complex…

>What make?

>[ ] Sammiches

>[ ] Ramen

>[ ] Attempt something more complex

>[ ] Other

>>41000397
>>[ ] Attempt something more complex
Ask Yui to assist.

>>41000397
>[ ] Sammiches

>writing

>>41000397
At least she picked a good character.

Though being like that one smart-ass would be good.

Dude has dodges for days. Though for the life of me I can't recall his name.

>>41000772
Izaya?

>>41000794
That's the one!

You kind of want to actually do something more than just sandwiches… but with what you have here…

“Any preferences?” You ask.
“I’m easy” Yui says.
“I’ll eat whatever” Kyla says.

Good to know. Cheese, butter, bread, pan, stove. Grilled cheese sandwiches it is.

You’d love to woo the ladies with your culinary skills, but this might be pushing it time-wise as it is. Luckily, grilled cheese is hard to fuck up. Even when you turn the heat way up to make it go faster.

While you work, Yui sits down to watch anime with Kyla. You’d complain about the lack of help, but you don’t actually mind. You know that Yui’s been super busy, so you’ll give her a chance to relax; however brief it might be.

You finish making lunch in record time, and to your surprise only one of the sandwiches got burnt. You take that one. Easier to ingest your fuckup than to reveal your mistake.

“It’s good” Yui says.
“Your offering is accepted” Kyla says. You’re going to have to sit her down and talk to her about talking like she’s a goddess…

And maybe come up with a secret knock so she doesn’t accidentally out you to whoever you bring by…

“We should probably get back” You say.

Yui grabs your wrist to check your watch. “Oh crap!” She says.
“It’s not that bad. We have tons of time” You say.
“But we need to leave right now!” Yui says, jumping out of her seat and shifting from foot to foot.

>[ ] Tell Yui you’ll catch up, talk to Kyla about dinner plans

>[ ] Tell Yui you’ll catch up, talk to Kyla about secret knocks

>[ ] Get going

>>41000956
>[ ] Tell Yui you’ll catch up, talk to Kyla about dinner plans

>>41000956
>[ ] Tell Yui you’ll catch up, talk to Kyla about dinner plans

>writing

“You go on ahead, I have to talk to Kyla” You say.
“Family stuff?” She asks.
“You are family” You say.
“True” She says. “I’ll meet you in the lobby”

Yui grabs her stuff and heads out the door.

“I’m not calling her Aunt Yui” Kyla says.
“Never asked you to” You say. “I think she’d die of embarrassment if you did”
“So what’s up?” Kyla asks.
“I forgot to mention earlier that I have work tonight” You say. “You might be on your own for dinner”
“I can manage” She says.

You want to believe her, you really do…

“Just in case” You say, going into a kitchen drawer. “Here’s a spare key. If you get hungry, feel free to come down to the café”
“Will I get ice cream again?” She asks.
“I make no guarantees” You say.
“Okay” She says.

“Alright, I’ve gotta get back to school” You say.
“Have fun” She says.
“School is always fun” You reply. “Except when it’s not… which is at least 50% of the time”

Kyla waves you off as you get your stuff and head out. You look back at her from the door and she’s already back to watching anime…

Maybe you should call at around 6… just to make sure she’s keeping track of time…

You sigh. Do the other champions have to deal with celestial freeloaders? Maybe you should ask one… if you get the chance…

That's all for tonight!

If all goes according to plan, next thread will be tomorrow.

I'll be sticking around for a few minutes to take questions and suggestions

>>41001378
Thanks for the run>>41001378

>>41001378
Good run, I have to say between this and the new persona quest my interest in /tg/ quests has suddenly spiked.