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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 2 years ago

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Kicho's Main Story Chapter 5 Part 2

These translations are not intended as a replacement for the game. Please support cybird by buying their stories. JP SPOILERS under the cut. Expect mistakes.

Kicho: "It's true that everything you need in life is given to you here."

Kicho: "But that's not the same as this. As long as I'm here, I'll give you a payment based on my standards."

Kicho: "That's why, if you want anything, just say it."

Kicho pointed his finger at a shop with a curtain in front of it.

Kicho: "For example, this shop sells cosmetic products."

Kicho: "It's probably nothing compared to what you have in the future, but this one offers high-quality products."

Kicho: "There are also books, figurines, hairpins, and most other things you could find on this street."

Mai: "Oh, nice! It's like the shopping mall of the Sengoku period."

(I don't know what I want, but I'd like to see everything.)

Mai: "Then can I start with that one first?"

Kicho: "Sure."

And so, with bouncy steps, I went to a couple of shops with him, after which we went into an eatery for a break.

Kicho: "Well, have you decided yet?"

Mai: "No."

Kicho: "To think that after all those shops we've been to, you didn't find anything you wanted."

Mai: "Sorry. They're all pretty, but I don't think I need them."

(Nothing really comes to mind when people say I can have anything.)

(Unless there's something I want, I'll just enjoy looking at different things and be happy with it.)

Kicho: "Well, it's okay. Take your time and choose."

Mai: "But the time一"

Kicho: "You're already aware that there's no more work after this, as you're sharing the schedule with me."

Kicho: “In the first place, I’m the one who brought this up. I’m not gonna rush you.”

Mai: “Thank you. Then I’ll take your word for it and think about it for a little longer.”

Kicho: “Yeah.”

Kicho: “More importantly, we’re gonna eat now. You can at least decide what you want to eat.”

Mai: “Okay! Leave that to me!”

As prompted, I looked up at the paper on the wall.

(Wow, the soba noodles look delicious. The grilled skewers look yummy too.)

(No, the stew is not easy to ignore, either. I’m pretty sure it’s well-seasoned.)

Mai: “I’m so torn.”

Kicho: “I just heard your lively reply earlier.”

Mai: “Because look at this shop’s menu!”

Mai: “It's unfair to put all this delicious-looking food together.”

Kicho: “.............”

Mai: “Sorry! I’m really indecisive when it comes to these things.”

Mai: “Alright! I’m just gonna do an eeny, meeny, miny, moe on this.”

Kicho: “Pfft.”

Mai: “Kicho!?”

He suddenly burst out laughing, making me widen my eyes.

Kicho: “The popular food in this restaurant is the skewers you see written there.”

Kicho: “We can order that for today and ask for a different one the next time we're here.”

Mai: “Sure, thanks for the suggestion.”

(Even though it wasn’t the first time I’d seen it, it still surprised me.)

(His smile is bad for my heart.)

We then finished our meal and went back out into the street.

Mai: "It was really good. I can see why that one is popular."

Kicho: "I see. You like it."

Kicho: "Then, let's continue shopping. Tell me if there's anything you want to see."

Mai: "Okay, thank you."

(That being said, what else would I like to see?)

(I feel like I've seen more than enough stuff already.)

Mai: "Ah!"

I spotted something at the end of the street and walked up to it as if I was being drawn in.

Mai: "Hey, look at all these fabrics. The colors are so beautiful."

Mai: "Um, can I go inside the shop?"

Kicho: "Yeah, do whatever you want."

I quickly entered the shop and looked at the fabrics one by one.

(This elegant one has a soft milky white color. And the pattern is rhododendron?)

(This indigo is also pretty. If the obi is a lighter color, I'm sure一)

Slowly, the cloths took on the shape of a kimono, with an obi wrapped around it.

(Yup, nice. A lovely combination.)

Kicho: "You're very passionate about this."

Mai: "Sorry, I got caught up in my own world."

Kicho: "I knew this shop was for you. Your reaction is different from the other shops we visited."

Kicho: "Here, look at this."

Mai: "Wait! Is that a velvet?"

Kicho: "Yeah. This shop also sells fabrics from other countries."

Kicho: "I'm sure they have more. Tell me what you like."

Mai: "What?"

Kicho: "It's my reward for you."

Kicho: "You can make whatever clothes you want out of whatever you choose."

Kicho: "You'll also need a set of needles. If we backtrack down the road, I'm sure we'll find a shop that sells them."

Kicho: "Let's get them later, okay?"

Mai: "Okay!"

(I'm so happy! I can make clothes again.)

Kicho called the shopkeeper, who explained and helped me choose some fabrics, then we bought a set of needles.

On our way home, he looked ahead and glanced at me.

Kicho: "Is there anything else missing?"

Mai: "No, it's more than enough. Thank you very much."

(It's supposed to be a reward for my work, but is it really okay to get this much?)

(He's done a lot for me, so I'll give him a gift in return.)

(Now that it's decided, I need to think about what kind of clothes to make.)

When I was at Azuchi Castle, Hideyoshi got me to help as a seamstress, but because I didn't have much experience sewing kimonos, I had to assist everyone else.

Thinking that I could make it myself, I began to get more and more ideas in my head.

(As I thought, a kimono would be a safe bet. I'll make it in light and calm tones that are typical of him.)

(Oh, but we have a lot of business meetings, so maybe a foreign outfit?)

Kicho: "Mai, come here."

Mai: "Eh? Why一"

Mai: "Waah!?"

Just as his arm went around my shoulder and pulled me close, a rushing person walked past right next to me.

(I didn't notice him at all.)

Mai: "Sorry, thanks."

Kicho: "Good grief, it's okay to get carried away, but keep your eyes on the road."

(Oh…)

As if to criticize my actions, Kicho tightened his arms around me, and I could feel the strength and warmth of his arms, making my heart beat faster.

Kicho: "If you fall and injure your hand, you won't be able to make clothes."

Mai: "You're right. I'll be careful."

Mai: "Sorry."

(I've been out of sorts ever since I saw the fabrics. I really have to be careful.)

I moved away from him, reflecting on the situation, when...

Motonari: "Heh, looks like you guys are getting along pretty well."

Mai: "Motonari!"

Kicho: "Why are you here?"

Motonari: "I have some business with you, but am I interrupting?"

Motonari: "I didn't expect to see you guys so close to each other in broad daylight."

Motonari: "I heard that you keep her around to monitor her, but I guess this is your aim."

Kicho: "I wouldn't keep a suspicious person in the trading post for such stupid reasons."

Motonari: "Hey, hey, don't answer so seriously. I was just joking."

Motonari: "You don't have to take this countryside girl seriously. With that face, you can get any woman you want."

(Hm? Countryside?)

(So he didn't tell him I came from the future.)

Kicho only shook his head without losing his cool expression.

Kicho: "I don't need it. I have no interest in love."

Kicho: "What happened earlier was only necessary to prevent an accident."

Mai: "That's right. He just saved me!"

Motonari: "Heh."

Motonari smirked and glanced at me, his red eyes teasing me.

Motonari: "You're not convincing anyone with that face."

Mai: "What face?"

Kicho: "Don't worry about it, Mai. He just wants to get some satisfaction out of you."

Mai: "What look is he saying?"

I put my hands on my cheeks and found them faintly hot.

(Am I blushing?)

Kicho: "More importantly, Motonari, if you need me, let's talk at the trading post."

Kicho: "It's probably about that thing. Also, I have something to tell you."

Motonari: "Yeah."

Mai: "Um, what's this all about?"

Motonari: "Oi, oi, are you ignoring my advice again? I told you it's better not to step in too much."

Motonari: "The fact that you're watching him so intently that it looks like you're his lover from the outside means you're not worth trusting."

(-----!)

Motonari: "If you don't want to wear a collar, you'd better behave yourself."

Kicho: "Mai, I'll have those items delivered later. Stay in your room when we return to the trading post."

Mai: "Understood."

With Motonari's words stuck in my heart, the three of us walked down the road, the setting sun shimmering in the distance.

(Kicho still doesn't trust me.)

(I knew that, but it still hurts when it's put into words.)

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Sasuke: "You're really here."

Sasuke: "I finally found you. Mai."

The day after Kicho and I went into town一

Mai: "I'm finally done checking and organizing these documents!"

After stretching, I put together the bundle of papers.

(I didn't take a break, so I finished early. I think it's already past lunchtime.)

(I don't have anything to do after this, so maybe I can help someone else with something.)

(Oh, but first一)

I got up from the chair and picked up the perfume I wear every day.

(I don't know what's gonna happen, but I've got to look presentable, just in case.)

As I left the room and went down the hallway, I saw, as expected, a guard standing near the entrance.

(Someone's here.)

(As expected. He's so shrewd.)

------------Flashback------------

Kicho: "Mai. I'm going out with Motonari today. You stay here, okay?"

Mai: "Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you?"

Kicho: "Yeah, my men are there. You can freely move around here, but don't go outside."

Kicho: "I'll be back by nightfall."

---------Flashback Ends---------

(Going out with Motonari, huh? They are probably just going to resume their talk yesterday.)

(He doesn't want anyone to hear it, but that's exactly what I want to know.)

(Also, it's not like I can inform someone even if I know.)

Mai: "Alright, time to help with some cleaning."

I was about to turn back down the hallway to get a rag when一

Male voice: "Excuse me, I have a delivery for you."

(It looks like someone's here.)

(I feel like I know this voice.)

Kicho's subordinate opened the door, and the owner of the voice entered, carrying a large package.

Sasuke: "Hi. Sarutobi delivery at your service."

Sasuke: "These are the items you ordered yesterday, miss."

(Sasuke!?)

Mai: "Long time no see! I almost called your name there."

Sasuke: "Yeah, thank God you kept your mouth shut."

Sasuke: "If they found out that you and I knew each other, we wouldn't be able to talk like this."

Mai: "Yes. It's really nice to talk to you."

Mai: "I think the last time we saw each other was when we had tea at Azuchi. What have you been up to since then?"

Sasuke: "My employer told me to return."

Sasuke: "It would probably distract you, so I didn't tell you."

Sasuke: "I told you about Kenshin Uesugi, remember? I'm a ninja under him."

(This means that Sasuke and I are enemies in the eyes of others.)

(That's why he didn't tell me the details.)

Sasuke: "But when I returned to the castle, I found that the turbulent world was in serious trouble again, so this time, I came undercover to the border instead of Azuchi."

Mai: "I see. Then we're the same."

Sasuke: "Are you here as a spy too?"

Mai: "Yeah. Actually..."

When I briefly told him how I came here and my current situation, Sasuke was surprised but kept his usual expression.

Sasuke: "So that's what happened. That must've been tough."

Sasuke: "So, one of the people you were with in town yesterday is Kicho?"

Mai: "The one with the black hair is Kicho. Wait, you saw us yesterday?"

Sasuke: "Yeah, I saw you guys are pretty close."

Mai: "What? Oh!"

(Maybe he saw us from the time when Kicho hugged me?)

I felt my cheeks burning as Sasuke tilted his head at me.

Sasuke: "How do you feel about him?"

Mai: "Well..."

Mai: "I guess he's someone I don't want to become my enemy."

Mai: "I went undercover because I thought he was a bad guy, so I didn't really understand him during our time together."

Mai: "Of course, I'm a pacifist. That's why it's been difficult."

Sasuke: "I think I kind of know the feeling."

Sasuke: "People usually don't consider their enemies human beings."

Mai: "Yes."

Mai: "Anyway, I don't have any special feelings for him."

Sasuke: "Really?"

Mai: "Huh?"

Sasuke: "Sorry, I'm not trying to interfere with your feelings, but I just thought that if something were to happen, you, the spy, would suffer."

Sasuke: "And as your friend, I can't overlook that."

Mai: "Sasuke..."

The seriousness of his eyes showed that he wasn't lying.

(He's saying this because he's worried about me. He's really a good friend, but一)

Mai: “Don’t worry. No matter what happens, I won’t bend my beliefs.”

Mai: “I know it’s not easy to live in this turbulent world, and all lives are important.”

Mai: “That’s why I want to make a path where even one of those lives can be saved by my justice.”

Sasuke: “I see. That’s a relief.”

Sasuke: “Then, as your friend, I’ll help you.”

Mai: “Are you sure? That'll help a lot.”

Mai: “Oh, but I can’t run away from here.”

Sasuke: “No problem. You’re here with Mitsuhide, right?”

Mai: “Yes, I haven’t seen him for a while, so I don’t know if he’s still in Sakai.”

Sasuke: “Don’t worry, I’ll look for him. I stayed in Azuchi for a while, so I know his face.”

Sasuke: “If I can contact him safely, I’ll report to him for you.”

Mai: “Eh? Is that okay? You’re Kenshin’s一”

Sasuke: “Yeah. I’m a Nokizaru ninja, but remember, I'm also your friend and a pacifist."

Mai: “Okay. Then I’ll share the information with you.”

(His being here probably means that Kenshin and Shingen are also wary of Kicho.)

(Also, I don’t think getting this information around will affect the Oda army.)

While sorting everything in my head, I told Sasuke that Motonari Mouri was still alive, the number of weapons, and his goal of continuing the turbulent world.

Sasuke: "Continuing the turbulent world?"

Mai: "Keep this a secret, but Kicho also experienced time slipping like us."

Sasuke: "There's someone other than us!?"

Mai: "He was originally from this period, but apparently, he saw the future through a wormhole and came back."

Sasuke: "I see. So you mean to say that he decided to continue living here even after seeing the unification of Japan."

Sasuke: "What the hell happened to him? Or maybe he got affected by the distortions."

Mai: "Distortion?"

Sasuke: " I believe the Kicho in history was a woman."

Sasuke: "She was the daughter of Dosan Saito, the Lord of Mino, and was also known as Princess Nohime."

Mai: "So, this Kicho who is here now is..."

Sasuke: "I don't know all the details, but I guess he was affected by the distortion of history."

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doesnotloveyou · 1 year ago

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Don Johnson Filmography - Free Links!

Instead of you spending countless joyful hours trawling the web for grainy old '70s flicks, I did it for you! Here's a list of FREE places to watch DJ's stuff.

This list will be in reverse chronological order as they appear on IMDb. Some are just placeholders until (if) better links can be found, and some are bootlegs from other countries. I'm excluding music videos since those aren't hard to find.

And if you want to skip boring/annoying plot but don't want to miss him, I've made a key:

MC (main character) - much of the story involves his character and he is onscreen often

SC (side character) - only part of the story involves his character, so he's onscreen far less often than other characters

C (cameo) - he's got one or two scenes and they're small, in which case I'll mark his appearances in 0:00:00 format

I'm leaving most content warnings to viewer discretion, but some I don't feel comfortable ignoring. Also, some of the YouTube vids may get taken down at any moment :( If you like something, back it up! I'm using KMPlayer to download my faves, but I've heard you can also use VLC.

>> Links below cut! <<

First, check out my list from Tubi which has the most high quality versions of his work and TV appearances. If it's on Tubi, it won't be on this post!

Home Movie: The Princess Bride - (C, 0:41:30) the entire film is hilarious, especially if you've seen the original; made by a bunch of celebs during quarantine.

Knives Out - (SC) ok, there's no link, but i'm begging you to go buy this movie on DVD it's like $5-$10 tops in stores these days.

Moondance Alexander - (SC, 0:18:20)

Just Legal - (MC, eight episodes)

Word of Honor - (MC) this vid has "helium" audio and other insufferable flaws.

Goodbye Lover - (SC, login req)

In Pursuit of Honor - (MC) WARNING: animal death/abuse

G.I. Joe: The Movie - (SC, voice only, 0:30:35...) spare yourself, skip this movie that he probably did for his kid.

Tales of the Unexpected - (SC; one episode)

Matt Houston - (SC; one episode)

Melanie - (SC)

Soggy Bottom, U.S.A. - (SC; German dub) clips of his character.

Elvis and the Beauty Queen - (MC; Portuguese subtitles)

Revenge of the Stepford Wives - (SC, 0:12:40, 0:25:15...) he has multiple scenes including one at the end, but these movies stress me out.

Beulah Land - (SC) only in part 1, but his character is replaced by a young Jonathan Frakes in part 2. WARNING: non-graphic rape

From Here to Eternity - (C, one episode, 0:07:10, 0:36:00)

The Rebels (MC, two-parts)

Amateur Night at the Dixie Bar and Grill - (SC, 0:13:39...)

First, You Cry - (SC, first scene, 0:24:20, 0:44:20, 0:57:07, 1:15:38, 1:32:16)

Katie: Portrait of a Centerfold - (C, 0:19:48, 0:32:19, 0:44:03...) can't stomach this film to find the rest of his scenes, he's a very minor character.

The American Girls - he's not in this! the main male character is played by the lovely Charles Haid from Hillstreet Blues, but it isn't listed on Haid's IMDb. Also, the character he plays does not go by the name DJ is listed under for that episode, so maybe DJ's in a different one? Regardless, I only found two episodes and DJ is in neither.

Ski Lift to Death - (SC) he shows up in the second video...don't make me watch this.

What Really Happened to the Class of '65? - TV spot w/ the only footage of him that I can find.

Cover Girls - (SC, 0:27:21, 0:40:40, 01:01:15...)

The City - (MC) costarring Mark Hamil

Barnaby Jones - (SC, one episode) I watched this and now it's missing...it sucked anyway. DJ plays an amateur arms dealer with a sickly son, a wife in jail, and a hideous mustache. He loses.

The Streets of San Francisco - (SC, one episode)

Law of the Land - (MC)

Return to Macon County - (MC) login to YT req but there is also a Spanish dub that doesn't req login. costarring Nick Nolte

A Boy and His Dog - (MC) this version has the nude scenes edited out, sign in to YT for the full cut; much higher quality than Tubi. WARNING: rape, etc.

The Rookies - (SC, one episode) costarring Nick Nolte

Kung Fu - making an executive decision here uhhh skip this one

The Harrad Experiment - (MC; two-parter w/ odd in-video ads that you can easily fast forward) WARNING: they all get naked

The Bold Ones: The New Doctors - (MC, one episode)

Lollipops, Roses and Talangka - (SC; some scenes in Tagalog) can't find the 1975 sequel or much information on English sites, but one Filipino fanblog implies the film may no longer exist.

Zachariah (MC)

Endlessly impressed by how much has been preserved and curated over the years. Even if a ton of it was junk, it's nice to save people's hard work and memories :)

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#don johnson #miami vice #70s movies #70s tv shows #nick nolte #mark hamil #jonathan frakes #fan resource #dnly rants #there's a character limit on posts??? since when??#*has never hit the limit before apparently*

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cyborg-hydra-girl-thing · 2 years ago

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2023 is neat

i can sit in my hammock chair playing a spaceship simulator with a hotas and a 48 inch curved monitor while watching anime on tv and smoking weed from a vape in my shirt pocket with a bendy silly straw while the local and state governments argue about whether or not they’re allowed to genocide me and it’s easier to buy a gun than to get birth control and schools are being built like call of duty maps and we’re replacing teachers with national guard because they’ve all been driven out by hostile working conditions and don’t worry covid is actually over we decided and food got so expensive and is probably never gonna get cheaper again because that’s how things work because the line can only ever go up and drinking water and housing and food are privileges only to those who can afford them and to afford to live you need to go to school and school will take you a minimum of ten years of your life to pay off before you can even think about being able to save for any kind of future and truck grills are now five feet off the ground and have such huge blind spots they could plow down a whole gaggle of toddlers without noticing because the f150 and its kin are now as big as some small semis or wreckers and multiple years more children have been murdered in our schools than US service members are killed on active duty and billionaires douse towns in toxic chemicals and then hauling the toxic soil away the 76(!) year old driver crashed and spilled it all over a different part of the state and then muskrat blew up a rocket and covered an entire town in (probably) toxic chemicals and rocket dust because he couldn’t be assed to make fire vents and i’m just tired

just so so tired

#sprenposting

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biosurvive · 2 years ago

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Assorted Christopher headcanons for your enjoyment.

Chris is not the best cook, he can cook basic shit, like spaghetti, macaroni and grill burgers, but more often than not some part of the meal will be burned. The only outlier of this is breakfast food, during his years as Claire's guardian he ended up making eggs, bacon and pancakes for dinner a lot, he had plenty of practice over those six years.

Chris's favorite film is Jurassic Park, he went to the theater to see it with Claire and he still has a poster for it on his apartment wall. It's a tradition to bust out the old VHS tape to watch it when she visits, eventually the VHS got ate by the player so he had to finally splurge a little and buy a DVD.

After the events of Rockfort Island, Chris and Claire got replacements for their matching Made in Heaven leather. It's hung up safely on a coatrack.

Queen is his favorite band, with personal favorite songs being I Want to Break Free and The Show Must Go On.

He returns to New York City every holiday season, he enjoys the scenery and breathing in the nostalgic smells of the city. Before he used to stay in a hotel, but eventually he finds use for his tremendous amount of hazard pay by finally purchasing the Redfield childhood home in Hell's Kitchen. It's expensive as shit, but worth it.

Chris is also a big nerd for Star Wars, his first crush was Luke Skywalker.

His favorite meal is a Cheeseburger, fries and cherry cola.

His most recurring nightmare are faces with hands dragging him under an unknown darkness. It's not the faces, the hands or the darkness that scares him, it's the thought that he wished they would drag him under permanently.

#☆ i can't keep running away i have to face the truth ☆ (musings)#:))))))

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eternalmagick · 2 years ago

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Apocalypse Challenge

I couldn't make my mind up on which apocalypse challenge to do so I combined at least 3 of them together and added my own dumb rule to it as well, credit will be posted below. If it's too much of a jumbled mess the original challenges are linked as well :) I changed the chance spin wheel into a d20 instead for fun so you can roll with your own dice or using the app :)

After a virus outbreak the government tries, and fails, to use low level radiation to eradicate it. You, an explorer, decide to travel to Sulani with hope of finding fresh resources on the abundant island. Once you get there by boat you crash land and arrive at the admiral's wreckage, already off to a rough start fortunately you meet a fellow survivor there, a scientist who is researching the site and searching for clues to a cure. Resources expended and boat crashed you make the best of what you have left. Start this challenge on the admirals wreckage lot. (you can start in any small lot/basic house that is off the grid if you don't have island living) The challenge trait must be set to off the grid and replace stove with grill use only the fish option.(if you don't have cottage living then do not use electrical components until you advance in your careers, use a grill to cook with ect). The explorer can only go outside while wearing a hazmat/beekeeper/astronaut suit so be sure to have one in outfits.

To make this challenge more realistic you may delete the other townies and create your own. There will be mutants from the radiation, apocalyptic looking survivors, and bandits. You can give the bandits the kleptomaniac trait. I will be creating a world just for the bandits to retreat to. I'm also slowly adding apocalyptic buildings to my worlds.

Begin a new game. Do this by selecting the + at the top of the main menu and selecting New Game.

Start your household with the explorer and the scientist (start career once moved into admirals wreckage lot. you may use cheat freerealestate on for this part

Then create at least 2 "career survivors", teen or adult, then place them in separate lots if possible (you will eventually move 2 of those created into a vault with scientist and explorer) Your first goal will be to have your explorer sim find the 2 career survivors in the world. you may not visit their home lots or invite them over using phone. you must find them organically by seeing them out roaming the world and interacting with them. Once you have found 2 career survivors and interacted with them you may proceed to move them into the vault. then move yourself into the vault. (This part is optional i only added it in because i thought it could be fun to find them first, you can just move all 4 members into the vault right away. instead of explorer finding them first)

Give them careers from the list down below after vault info. they are allowed to leave for work only. Once you start your game and have them move into the vault you will be able to have them max out multiple careers which will lift the restrictions and unlock resources for all sims in your household. All restrictions apply from all careers till lifted. The next generations may also help lift restrictions and all previous restrictions remain lifted throughout the generations.

The vault

Add items to the vault up as you lift restrictions by adding things such as gardens stoves plumbing , electric, gym, ect. You can not buy a luxury item unless a scenario from the dice of chance says to, dice chance game listed after restrictions. Luxury items consist of TVs, Microphones, Computers, Bookshelves, sofas, on the grid showers. (Note on computer usage Tech gurus may use computer only for work related purposes and this one does not count as your luxury item for the dice chance game if bandits rob you, after the restriction is lifted everyone may use the computer and it will be considered luxury) Keep in mind you start out off the grid until you lift electricity restriction.

credit for the following here

Build The Vault on 50x50 or 50x30 lot, It needs to have space for at least *Kitchen *Dining *Living area *Bedrooms *skill building rooms *Garden/ Plant room * Medical bay *Store room *gym *toilets/bathrooms add any other rooms you feel would help your Survivors.

you may use freerealestate on cheat to move into vault free then turn it off once members are moved in.

Using Money cheat add $30,000 to family funds. This is so bills can be paid for around 4 sim weeks after that you are on your own.

The Career Specific Restrictions

credit for the following here I edited a few things to fit the setting and deleted others.

Tech Guru – Startup

The world has pretty much given up on the city as a lost cause. A few humanitarian suppliers risk the journey in, but they only offer the most basic and meager of furnishings. The region used to be host to some high tech industry, but all of that is abandoned. The little luxuries in life are the last thing on everyone’s list.

Only the worst version of any item class may be purchased or used. For the purposes of this restriction, single and double beds are two different item classes. If another restriction outright restricts an entire item class, that restriction takes priority until it is lifted, even if you lift this restriction.

(Essentially, you can only use the item of each category with the worst stats. If more than one item shares the equally low stats you may choose between them. If an item class has no stats at all (Like doors) You may use any item in that class. you can not buy a luxury item unless a scenario from the dice of chance says to. Luxury items: Luxury items consist of TVs, Microphones, Computers, Bookshelves, sofas, showers.

Completion

With a little legal maneuvering and some keen technical know-how, your Sim buys up and revives the previously abandoned high-tech factories in the area. Items made of better materials and constructed using advanced engineering techniques now become available in the region. regain plumbing.

Tech Guru – eSport Gamer

The backbone servers and fiber optic cables that used to bring the internet to the region were fried during the meltdown. Now power is scarce, electronics are faulty and computers are crippled in their functionality. Cell phone towers were taken out too, crippling phone functionality to the region.

The computer may *only* be used for daily tasks required by a Sim’s job (if said daily task requires use of a computer) and nothing else. The cell phone may only be used to take or quit a job and cannot be used to play games, chat, text, prank, or invite other sims. TVs and electronic notebooks may not be purchased or used either.

Completion

Fed up with their jury-rigged connection to the outside world, your Sim takes their network connectivity know-how and leads a community effort to restore servers, cell towers, and reconnects the fiber optics. Suddenly, internet speeds are 10 times that of the rest of Sim Nation. Handy not having an ISP monopoly. Regain electricity.

Business – Investor

Commerce and trade used to be a cornerstone of the Sulani region. All of that is in shambles now. While there are some companies importing some basic survival items into the region, nobody is bothering to try and export anything. The assumption that there is nothing of value to export and that whatever is exported might be tainted with the lingering radiation means that nothing of value is leaving the region, and very little money is flowing back in.

You cannot sell Buy/Build mode items or collected/harvested items. Cannot do any interactions with the Geo Council for found items. Cannot publish books (You may self-publish) or songs. Cannot write and sell Jingles.

Completion

The region is ripe with opportunity and your Sim sees this. Flush with cash and strong with clout, your sim convinces a major shipping company to invest in the region, publishing the stories of the survivors, buying excess goods to re-sell as “Survivor Vintage”, and to labs for scientific study. While the new company makes a mint on this new opportunity, it also opens the door for some much needed cash to flow into the pockets of those living there. A true win/win for everyone involved.

Business – Management

It is amazing that some companies have remained in the region. But it soon becomes clear that most of them are taking advantage of the situation and labor standards are being ignored to the detriment of the workers. With unemployment so high, bosses feel free to use and abuse their workers and fire them on a whim knowing they can be easily replaced.

You may not take any days off, either as vacation OR family leave. If your Sim misses work, is late for work or leaves work early they must quit the job and may not re-take the same career ever. If a Sim voluntarily quits their job, or switches to a new job, that Sim may never re-take their old job. Elder Sims may not retire. Sims cannot ‘play hookey’. These restrictions do not apply to the grade school or high school “careers” but DO apply to any after-school teenage careers taken. While at work, you must choose either work normally or “Work Hard” as your Sim’s work mode and may not choose any other work modes.

Note: Sims who have the “Professional Slacker” trait are exempt from this restriction

Completion

Haven risen through the ranks of the business world, your Sim declares that the practice of mistreating workers must end. Your sim’s company has enough business and legal connections to other businesses in the region and pressures other businesses in the region to do the same. Working conditions for everyone improve overnight.

Culinary – Chef

The destruction in the region has cut gas lines and made the electricity grid very unstable. As a result, gas and electrical appliances can’t be relied on to cook and preserve food. The citizens of the area are forced to resort to more primitive cooking methods and living off the land to stave off starvation.

You may not purchase, place, or use any refrigerators, stoves, ovens, or microwave ovens or coolers. Non-fish items may not be cooked on grilled on fire pits. If you do not have the Outdoor Retreat game pack, you may make non-fish items on the grill, but must move a fish in your inventory to the family inventory each time you cook a meal.

Completion

After breaking the Simmish Book of World Records for hosting the largest soup kitchen for the region, your culinary master Sim attracts the attention of the world’s most famous chefs. Seeing the plight of the region they form the global food fund to ship truckloads of fresh food to the region as well as repair the gas lines and electrical infrastructure, allowing the people of the region to once again make and eat good food.

Culinary – Mixologist

There is something in the water. In fact, there is something in all liquids that are made in the region. The radiation in the air seems to easily trickle into liquids making drinking anything a risky and unhealthy affair. Only the juices and liquids locked in fresh food seem to be safe, which is just enough to stave off total dehydration.

Sims may not drink any drinks made at a bar. They may not drink any Lifetime Happiness reward potions. They may not have drinks from a fridge or cooler and cannot brush their teeth at a sink. Newborns may not be bottle-fed. Your Sim may make drinks to practice, but you must throw them out.

Completion

After ages spent mixing drinks, trying to make something drinkable, your master Mixologist sim stumbles on a genius drink mix that, when added to any liquid, neutralizes the radiation and renders the liquid safe to drink. Cheap and easy to make, your Sim distributes this miracle drink mix to the whole region, allowing Sims everywhere to raise a glass and drink to their health.

Astronaut – Space Ranger

The radiation cloud released by the meltdown has taken the form of a dark and grim cloud, blocking out much of the sky and sunlight. The presence of the cloud makes sleeping outdoors unsafe and the lack of sunlight sets the entire region on edge, unable to appreciate the beauty of many objects around them.

All objects must be covered by four walls and a roof and sims may not sleep outdoors. Explorer may only travel to Granite Falls for 1 day (If you have the Outdoor Retreat Pack). Sims may not stargaze or cloud watch or use the telescope to watch the sky. You may not enable the mood auras on any mood aura objects. Tents may not be used. Mailboxes, Outdoor trash cans and rocket ships are all exempt from the “Must be covered by 4 walls and a roof” rule.

Completion

With a heroic mission in low orbit, your brave space ranger sim is able to harness the power of the solar winds to pull the radioactive cloud out of the atmosphere and send it into space, clearing the sky and letting the region breathe a little easier and actually see the sun once in a while. May use telescope again.

Astronaut – Interstellar Smuggler

The prototype designs for the next generation of objects was stolen from the region’s high tech industrial sector during the chaos and confusion of the meltdown. The knowledge of how to make those unique and special objects has been lost. Worse still, the blueprints for do-it-yourself improvements are missing, rendering the handy sims of the region clueless on how to improve the functionality.

Cannot place, sell, or use career reward objects. May not upgrade any objects other than rockets.

Completion

While your Interstellar Smuggler went on an epic quest to steal back the stolen plans, their efforts were ultimately in vain as the thieves were found dead and the laptop with the stolen plans broken beyond repair. Luckily all the gadgets, trinkets and high tech modifications your Sim developed while preparing for their mission were more than enough to replace the knowledge lost. Your Sim releases the plans to the region for all to use.

Painter – Master of the Real

Art has taken a back seat to survival. Who wants to look at drawings when one doesn’t know where their next meal will come from? Anyone who had artistic talent in the region has forgotten how to make emotionally powerful objects.

Your Sims may not paint mood-aura paintings. Handysims may not create emotional aura items on the workbench. (Items with just a plain environment score are not considered emotional aura items) Authors may not write emotional books.

Completion

Your Master of the Real realizes how to break through the tragic haze in the region and once again master their emotions and put that mastery into their creations allowing the region’s art scene to be revived and develop a unique style of its own.

Painter – Patron of the Arts

The outside world is largely cut off from those in the region. Given that there is no market for works of art within the region itself as your fellow survivors care more about food and shelter than pretty pictures, even the greatest masterpiece will go unheeded and the greatest artists unrewarded for their work.

You may not sell any Sim-produced objects. May not self-publish books

Completion

Having attracted the attention of major international art gallery using their connections, your Sim establishes an art auction house where the artists of the region can go to get real money for their works of art. There is a robust market for creations from the region as suffering and struggle felt by the artists of the region make for very memorable and valueble creations.

Writer – Author

The libraries and the bookstores are gone. Only stray books can be found these days. If your Sim wants to read more than the handful of books that come with new bookshelves, they had better hope they know a local author or write one themselves.

You may not order books from bookshelves or online, and may not visit library lots (even if visiting other lots is otherwise allowed).

Completion

The written word is indeed powerful and your prolific author has penned enough books to restock the entire region and setup an ordering service for sims to buy books from the outside world. The money earned from all this is used to rebuild the regional libraries.

Writer – Journalist

The state of the region is terrible. The sanitation system is in ruins, medicine is scarce and the worst part is…the rest of the world doesn’t realize how bad it is. Rather than properly investigate the region, the major media outlets of the world have largely glossed over the events in Sulani. The rest of the world doesn’t know how bad it actually is and because of this few seem eager to lend a hand.

You may not purchase or use showers, tubs or, shower/tub combinations. When Woohooing, if the “Try for baby” option is available, you MUST choose it rather than Woohoo. May not ‘take pregnancy test’ on a toilet.

Completion

Your crack investigative journalist Sim manages to do a stellar piece. Gathering photos, quotes, events, and evidence of exactly how bad things have gotten in the region. They then release this to the world. International aid organizations spring into action. Doctors come to help out the sick and provide much needed pharmaceutical items, including birth control and pregnancy testing items. A joint effort quickly repairs the sewage and water sanitation systems, allowing clean…ish and free flowing water to return to everyone still living in the area.

Secret Agent – Diamond Agent

The radiation released by the meltdown wasn’t just your normal, run-of-the-mill radiation. The plant was experimental and the resulting radiation has had some…unique effects on those who were near the power plant when it blew. Mutants. And not just regular mutants, but RADIOACTIVE mutants roam the major streets. It is unclear what makes them tick or what they are after, but it is not safe to travel between neighborhoods, lest the mutant hordes get you. The thread of mutants have made people paranoid about letting anyone into their homes.

Sims may not visit community lots or enter neighborhood houses except explorer sim. This does not prevent Sims from leaving for work. May not move sims out of the household unless the scenario generator listed further down says to.

Completion

After infiltrating the mutant hordes and doing some acts of seduction that your Sim would rather not talk about, your Diamond Agent Sim finds the source of the mutant's power. The Evil Dr. Vu is controlling them and using the nuclear disaster as a cover. After destroying Vu’s nefarious device, the mutants all return to normal, leaving the streets clear and neighborhoods safe.

Entertainer – Musician

The people of the region have difficulty relaxing. Living in a nuclear hell-hole has a way of keeping you focused on the here and now. Music is seen as a waste of time and the local radio stations have all been destroyed in the disaster. People seem more set in their ways and stubborn to try new things or give into their changing impulses.

Sims may only only “Practice” instruments, and may not do any other interactions on them. They may not purchase or use any kinds of radios or stereos. You may not change a Sim’s aspiration, even if they have completed it (Other than the forced change going from childhood to teenager). You may not cancel whims.

Completion

With your Sim filling the air with beautiful music, the people of the region are inspired to rebuild the radio stations just so they can hear your Sim play. Hope is renewed and people feel more at ease and flexible in how they approach life.

Entertainer – Comedian

The people of the Sulani region are a depressed group, and rightfully so. But depression feeds more depression and people become more hesitant to gather together or even look at themselves in a mirror. Nobody laughs or feels they can make merry and everyone is on edge.

Sims may not throw parties and may not go on dates. They may not invite other Sims to their lot unless scenario further below says to. Sims may not use mirrors.

Completion

With a star comedian touring the region , the people of Sulani learn to laugh again even at themselves. People may still look like hell, but at least they are more comfortable joking about it. With everyone being a lot less self-conscious, people once again gather for events and are more comfortable joining others.

Criminal – Oracle

Things are bad, but they seem almost artificially bad. As if the universe was conspiring against the people of Sulani at the whim of some cruel otherworldly power. Sadly, the people of Sulaniare powerless to act upon this paranoid feeling and must go about their lives.

Sims may not use the move objects cheat. You must use the money cheat to remove any money brought in by a spouse moving in (if they bring any money in).

Completion

Your master hacker Sim manages to tap into the matrix. They almost go mad from the revelation. They are just a simulation, a computer program. And the state of the region is that way because of some ‘challenge’ being played. Unable to escape from the simulation, the orcacle finds little ways to get ahead and manipulate their player’s computer to make things easier for their family.

As an added bonus, upon lifting the Oracle restrictions, you may legally use the “Kaching” cheat once per Sim day (Other money cheats are still restricted)

Athlete – Professional Athlete

People feel hopeless in the region. The bare minimum is done and nobody thinks they can aspire to greatness. “Good Enough” is the attitude of the day and people think the days of role models and heroes is over.

You may not purchase any reward traits for your Sims.

Completion

After your professional athlete Sim organizes a brand new sport, “Sulani Ultra Caber Toss” in the ruins of the old Sulani Stadium, people from around the region come to either play or cheer on their favorite local teams. Heroes and sports idols emerge once again and people feel encouraged to give 110% and make themselves even better.

Athlete – Bodybuilder

The wave of radiation produced by the power plant turned many people into mutants. Those not turned into mutants found themselves severely weakened. Muscles can barely lift what they used to and people struggle just to stand, let alone haul heavy loads or lift heavy objects.

You may not move or sell any objects that have a footprint larger than 1×1 once they are placed and build/buy mode is exited. Cannot carry more than one stack of objects in personal inventory at a time. You may not remove any items out of family inventory, regardless of size. (You may place items into it, but they may not be brought back out until this restriction is lifted)

Completion

Your bodybuilder and personal trainer Sim devises a rigorous alternate-day body bulk-up routine designed to take make the meek and the weak into the MIGHTY! Organizing a regional gym, your Sim spends their day whipping everyone in the region back into shape.

completing teen careers are optional but the restrictions remain except for manual labor you may have an adult gardener instead

Teen Career – Fast Food Employee

The modern convenience of fast food has all but vanished overnight. Being able to find enough normal food is now the order of the day. None of the major food chains has any plans to try and return to the region.

May not use the “Quick Meal” option on a fridge or cooler. May not order chips from a bar. May not order pizza.

Completion

After rebuilding a local pizzeria from the ashes of one that had collapsed, the global pizza chain “Little Napoleans” sees a viable market for their product. They make your teen Sim a new franchise owner and start shipping in pizza supplies and other snacks by the truckload, returning fast and yummy food to the region.

Teen Career – Manual Labor

Lawncare and gardening are two past times that have really dropped off the radar of importance in the area. Nobody cultivates plants, relying on wild ones for food and trying to stay alive otherwise.

May not plant, grow, graft, take samples of, or level up plants. You may not hire maids. (You MAY harvest ‘wild’ plants, and ONLY wild plants)

Completion

With their house the envy of the neighborhood. Green with plants, clean as a whistle, sims in the region realize that maybe they don’t have to live in barren and squalor conditions if they took just a little extra effort to do some gardening and cleaning. After all, who wants to have their house upstaged by some kid?

Teen Career – Retail Employee

The downtown shopping center has been picked clean and the local mall looted. You can still *get* things, you just need to know when the weekly swap meet is. While there is a local market that has sprung up from the ashes of the old one, it is only open once a week. If you need something any other time, you are out of luck.

credit for the following here

you may use freerealestate on cheat to move into vault free then turn it off once members are moved in.

Using Money cheat add $30,000 to family funds. This is so bills can be paid for around 4 sim weeks after that you are on your own.

every sim Monday (or daily if you're feeling fortunate) roll the Scenario dice of chance. roll a d20 or use a d20 generator here or use on of your choosing. You will also need a d6.

One of you family members got sick! now Roll a d6 1-3 The virus is weakening and that family member must lose 2 athletics skill points using stats.set_skill_level*major_[skill]*[number] cheat 4-5 That family member can't do anything today. 6 That family member quickly overcame the virus.

2. Raider/Mutant attack. You lost!! Each Sim loses 2 fitness or Wellness skill points (use cheat. Stats.set_skill_level*skill_fitness*[number]or stats.set_skill_level*major_wellness*[number] ) [replace stars with a space and leave out brackets eg. stats.set_skill_level major_wellness 5]

3. An outsider has appeared outside The Vault. you manage to Befriend them and add them to the household. [Add a sim from the gallery] (Outsiders must be quarantined. cannot be controlled for 7 days) [if your vault is full spin the wheel again]

4. Radiation leak!!!! Add 1 mutant to your household. (create one in cas/save to your library or download one from the gallery) [Mutants can never be controlled. They are to remain unplayed members of your household until they die of their own accord]

5. Quarantine missed an infected housemate. He/she has mutated. (move out 1 householder and replace with a mutant ,or simply edit that sim with testingcheats true and cas.fulleditmode shift click sim and edit in cas) [Mutants must not be controlled, your sim cannot interact with mutant by choice, Only autonomous interactions are allowed)

6. Your explorer discovered an old army supply bunker (add $10'000 to household. [use cheat money*[number] number should be current funds plus $10'000)

7. An epidemic has hit the vault only one member of the household is immune (only one Household member can be controlled for the next 7 simdays)

8. Your Explorer was attacked by mutants. Roll a d6 1-3 The virus is contagious, explorer becomes a mutant (edit them in cas to be a mutant), choose/import new explorer 4-5 The explorer was injured and can't do anything today. 6 The explorer escaped and is fine.

9. Radiation levels are dropping. New hope and happiness makes everyone work more efficiently (Each household member gains 2 skill points. using stats.set_skill_level*major_[skill]*[number] cheat)

10. A mutant fell into the pool. Remove 1 mutant from the household.

11. your scientist invented an anti mutant pill. but has only enough supplies to create 1. remove 1 mutant and replace with a sim of your choice or edit mutated original house hold member to former self.

12. your explorer found a spare suit. A second housemate can leave the lot but only during the next 7 days.( As the suit develops a fault.)

13. Uneventful day. Carry on as usual.

14. Woodworm infestation. place 2 items of household furniture in household inventory.

15. your scientist had a breakthough. Discovered woodworm treatment. replace all items from household inventory

16. Scavenging time! Send explorer to find stuff. Roll a d6.

1 The person didn't find anything/or they were robbed. 2-5 The person goes to to granite falls (or nearby park). (You have a sim world hour to do this.) 6 JACKPOT! The person got a (cheap) luxury item! *

17. Normal day.

18 BANDITS! You are ambushed by bandits!

roll a d6 1-3 one of your luxury items gets stolen if you don't have any luxury items one of your family members dies. 4-6 you win and get a luxury item!*

19 There has been a SimRoach infestation. you Lose half of your Harvestable plants. (place half of your plants in basement storeroom and remove doors leave them until they die then discard them.)

20. YOU FIND A LUXURY OR SKILL IMPROVING ITEM!

*{Luxury items consist of TVs, Microphones, Computers, Bookshelves, sofas, on the grid showers.}

credit for a few of the bottom dice chances here.

rules below from here.

** No cheats/hacks/mods that give you an advantage over someone who did not use them. Unless Requested by the Wheel of chance. No skill building cheats,Need filling cheats, or money cheats unless requested by a chance card. (Although the freerealestate cheat must be used to purchase The Vault). You may however unlock items if you choose.

　 ** No restarting after bad events. Taking the bad events with the good makes this challenge more interesting and struggling back from failure states is half the fun. Which is why we have the chance wheel. Restarting to recover from a crash, glitch, bug, or other technical problem is allowed.

** Every Monday in the Sim week you must roll the die. You must accept the consequences whether good or bad..

** You may only move in and merge other Sims into the Household if they are to become the Spouse that will aid in bringing in the next generation or it is requested by the Wheel of chance. Any unmutated Sim must be quarantined for 7 days before entering general population (the cannot be controlled by you for 7 days)You must not have any household members leave the Vault unless forced out due to a chance card/wheel but once they are gone, they must not be moved back in.

** The Family must remain on the same lot for the duration of the challenge. They are free (and encouraged) to develop the interior house but they may not move any walls or add on rooms (rooms within rooms are fine). So be sure your survivors have ample space before starting.

** Only the designated explorer AND your scientist (if you have one) are allowed to leave the lot. career sims can go to work only The Explorer is allowed to visit any lot on any neighbourhood to search for supplies including Granite falls but cannot stay for more than 1 day. The Scientist is only allowed to leave the lot to go to work.

** Once the Explorer has been chosen they cannot be changed unless he/she dies, then a new explorer must be picked to take their place. The Explorer must own and wear a spacesuit when out in the world.

** A Sim must not utilize any anti-aging items in their lifetime. This includes drinking a youth potion or milking the cow plant. Any cheats that freeze aging or lengthen (or shorten) lifespan times may not be used. Sims lifespans must be set to "Short" in the gameplay menu.

** You can freely change a Sim’s current aspiration whether or not it has been completed.

** You may not bring a Sim back from the dead once the reaper has taken them. You MAY plead with the reaper in order to save a recently dead Sim.

** When playing this Challenge, your family unit is the ONLY one you may play in that saved game. You MAY move in new families into the neighborhood during your challenge but you must not play them

if using career restrictions as well as wheel of chance normal lifespan may be better im not sure i haven't done this challenge yet ive only begun building and creating sims so far.

Happy simming!

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fantic-caballero-tips · 1 year ago

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Fantic Caballero tips, tricks and modifications

Here, I am compiling all the changes or "experiences" with my Fantic Caballero 500 Euro 4, with the aim of sharing ideas and, most importantly, receiving your feedback, suggestions, and opinions.

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General Information:

My review on this motorcycle What is the Caballero? What should you check before buying a used Caballero? Parts/accessories for sale Maintenance

Improving the motorcycle

Cooling improvement Fork Adjustment/Evolution Fork Spring replacement Turn signal and Hazard buttons Seat lock screw Silencer heat shield Headlight repair Wiring/steering column routing Rear Shock Adjustment/Evolution Avoiding jerk at low speed Quick throttle grip Torque damper

Aesthetic Changes

Canister removal (evap) Breather routing Coolant tank Centering the fuel tank flap Rear brake master cylinder protection Tank luggage rack Carbon windscreen Radiator carbon cover Vent grilles Fuel pump cover Injection wiring cover Rear sprocket cover Chain guard Carbon Handguards Engine mounting Headlight connector

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silkendandelion · 14 days ago

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Million Dollar Baby (completed), A One Piece fanfiction

Sir Crocodile x OC (male) Words: 40.8k Genre: Comedy, drama, smut, fluff

Summary: Crocodile finds company for the evening in a charming man. Back to the hotel, the pair find it hard to get comfortable until Crocodile suggests dinner, a strange request for his guest.

Rated Mature for mild sexual content and language. Rating changes published per chapter.

Chapter 2

After driving several almost identical blocks with no apparent laundromat in sight, Crocodile was beginning to think he had been swindled.

“I’m going to kill those kids. Worse, I’m going to find their mothers,” he growled to no one, flipping on the radio for a brief moment before deciding the silence was better. At the next red light, he fished out a cigar, and the car behind him laid on their horn to remind him he was going to miss the green.

I despise this city.

Somehow, the number of bars along the street increased, and Crocodile found himself on the center strip in this outskirt of the larger city. At least now the bars were being competed by late-night hole-in-the-wall eateries and convenience stores hoping to get through the night selling single serving beers and prophylactics. He scanned the crowded parking meters, looking for a place to stop and buy something to drink or eat while he gathered his bearings (and hopefully got better directions this time), but that plan swiftly fell out under a cerulean neon sign that read “East Blue Bar and Grill”.

There, leaning on the parking meter, he saw him: tall to anyone except Crocodile, the silhouette of a young man standing alone, watching the cars with a swivel of his pretty head. His hair, cropped to the back of his neck, shone a deep blonde in the neon lights and—as Crocodile drew closer—was obviously a wig, no matter how handsomely the bangs fell across his cheeks. His suit was carefully ironed but obviously off the rack, hugging the long, elegant line of him only by the grace of some higher power that Crocodile couldn’t pretend to entertain, except to call upon to curse whoever had the gall to release the beauty’s tacky, snake-pattered blazer upon an unsuspecting world.

As he watched him step off the curb to approach the car at the light, a deep-seated jealousy rose from his stomach, stoked by the curve of the man’s body when leaning down to the open window pulled his suit tight to his back. Never—well, maybe not ever, but certainly not for awhile—had he been so magnetized to a stranger. It should have frightened him, yet he only wanted more. Needed, perhaps, the same way one needs a cigarette or dark liquor on the rocks.

He considered ramming his car into the back of the silver Porsche, instead pressing his fingertips into the horn with a curt ‘beep’. Stale ash fell forgotten to the wood-grained console. The beauty lifted his head up to meet his gaze, annoyed for just a moment until Crocodile replaced his cigar safely between his lips, and gestured him closer with a crook of his finger.

From the moment he had stepped off the curb, Crocodile knew exactly what kind of man he was, into what part of the city he had wandered. He was a man, after all, and not one who could refuse such an inviting offer, when their violet eyes shone in the lights of his dashboard, and were polite enough to offer curbside service.

“Has anyone ever told you not to honk your horn? It’s rude,” said the beauty, lips pursing to hold back a smirk until he knew Crocodile wasn’t looking for a fight.

“Yet here you are.” The beauty studied the car’s plush interior—and him—from roof to floor for suspicious items, additional passengers. The longer he stared, the more Crocodile wondered if the tilt of his handsome mouth was the precursor to a rejection.

“I hurt his feelings, I think, coming over to you when he called me first.”

“You didn’t have to come over.”

“Well, you looked polite enough.”

“I thought I was rude.”

His smirk turned to a genuine grin, licking the edge of his glossy lips and sending Crocodile’s insides twisting even further. Not that he gave anything away, idly sending his cigar smoke out his own open window, and waiting for the beauty to finish his assessment.

Up in the rear view mirror, the traffic was beginning to congest behind him. “I had meant to ask you for directions. You look like you know your way around here.”

“If you know that, then you also know nothing on this street is free,” the beauty teased.

“Would you like to come with me? I’m afraid my sense of direction matches my manners.” He reached into his breast pocket and placed his money clip, a generous, healthy pad, in the console behind the ash tray. “You can show me how to navigate this city, and I’ll take care of everything else.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” With consent, they were off, and the beauty slipped into the passenger seat as Crocodile pulled the car away from the curb.

“It’s a lovely car, is it yours?”

“While I’m in town. Put your seat belt on.”

“Oh? Are we actually going somewhere?” He settled himself into the leather seat. “I thought you were just teasing me, that we would go around the corner to some place around here.”

Crocodile wrinkled his nose at the windshield, taking the brief pause in conversation to stub out the last of his cigar into the ash tray. “As if I would take you anywhere so rundown. We’re going back to my hotel, I’m staying at the Rain Dinners on Alabasta Drive.”

He waited within the silence patiently for a moment, then less so, glancing back and forth at the beauty leaning against his window before nearly snapping: “I really don’t know where I’m going, you’ll have to—”

“Oh! I’m sorry, turn here!” His lean body suddenly invaded Crocodile’s space, and the car jerked abruptly in the direction he pointed.

“Are you still not in your seat belt?!”

“Sorry!”

The beauty’s laughter warmed him even more than his flush, more than the realization as they drove along that his cheap dress shirt was nearly see-through in the city’s golden lights, back-lit by flashes across the window to offer glimpses of a smooth chest and a ruddy nipple.

“Aren’t you going to ask me how much?”

The other cigar in his pocket called to him, but he stayed his good hand to the wheel. “It doesn’t interest me.”

“I suppose a Rain Dinners man who rents a car like this doesn’t have to be. Interested in cost, I mean.”

“I’d rather know your name.”

“Promise me you won’t be surprised.”

“At your name or the cost?” There it was, that handsome giggle, the flash of pretty teeth that made Crocodile want to pull over to the side of the street and press him into the backseat. Till dawn or the police arrive, until the windows were completely fogged and the seats were in such a state that his friend was sure to never loan him a car ever again. Of course, he would pay extra for any inconvenience, and laundry fees.

“Both, maybe. Call me River.”

“So, River. Where am I meant to turn next?”

“Oh,” he made a contemplating, inviting sound, what must have been deliberate because it came with him leaning back into his space, careful to keep his seat-belt secure while he splayed one hand across Crocodile’s thigh, and the other pointed down a side road. “Right there.”

His answer, a pointed brush of his nose behind his ear and an authoritative rumble, elicited an excited shiver. “Be good and sit down for me. We’re almost there.”

River blushed where his skin still prickled. “Yes, sir.”

“Call me Crocodile.”

As they arrived at the front curb of the hotel, the valet greeted them with a respectful nod, opening both their doors while the head attendant extended his palm for the keys.

“Welcome back, sir.”

He nodded back, cordial but clearly focused on the beauty on the curb who fidgeted with his hands in his pockets. “Come. You can smoke upstairs.”

“Am I that obvious?”

“It’s all right to be nervous.”

But when he spent too much time gawking at the lobby’s crown molding and crystal light fixtures, one of Crocodile’s fingers hooked onto his belt loop to tug him along.

“However—” He leaned down to whisper in his ear. “It’s not all right to look out of place. People might get the wrong idea.”

“The right idea?” River raised his eyebrow.

“It’s none of their business. Let’s not give them anything to talk about, hm?”

But as they waited for the elevator, the urge to be a little (his idea of little) mischievous became too much, especially once another couple walked up to wait beside them. Based on their sideways glances and tilted frowns, it could be assumed they were already making their own assumptions without anyone having spoken a word.

River made a show of yawning, stretching in a curvy line along Crocodile’s arm and giving an exaggerated moan of relief. The man of the other couple shifted his focus to the extra sliver of toned chest that peeked out where River’s slinky gesture popped another one of his buttons—of which there was just a few left before he was completely exposed.

“Darling, can’t we have champagne brought up for bath time?” He simpered, saccharine-sweet and emphasized by rubbing his cheek on Crocodile’s coat, making sure to arch just right to show the strangers the outline on the back of his trousers that was certainly not a pair of boxer shorts.

Lucky for Crocodile, who was determined to ignore him by staring perfectly forward at the elevator door, he was saved by the resonating ping when it finally slid open.

“Pleeease—oh.” River broke into an easy grin. “Hurry, darling. I’m absolutely aching.”

“W-welcome back, Sir.” The concierge fixed their eyes to the control panel. Frankly, anywhere was more professional than at the slinky faux-blonde that spread his thighs over both of the elevator’s couch cushions, resting his arms across the back with all the air of suggestion. “And guest.”

“Let’s go—” The stranger grunted when his wife jammed her elbow in his ribs. “I mean, we’ll catch the next one.”

Crocodile’s patience was beginning to run thin when the beauty had the gall to wave.

“You will behave yourself as long as you accompany me,” he said once the doors closed, hard and commanding obedience as he glanced at the concierge, who had yet to press the button for the top floor.

“I’m sorry, you’re just too fun to mess with.” River giggled without the barest hint of remorse.

“Try.”

Upon the opportunity to reflect in the cloistering silence, River startled to realize he meant it, that Crocodile was fun to provoke, more fun to tease, right before he found the self-awareness to reel himself in, remembering that in a little over an hour, two if he was lucky, he would descend in this elevator alone, cash in hand.

Ping was their signal to depart, with River venturing out first to explore ahead.

“Left,” Crocodile called after him, at the same time he gave a pointed stare to the concierge that leaned out of the elevator’s door to leer at River’s superfluous walk, meant for the tall businessman that trailed him, but with the unfortunate side effect of distracting anyone who happened to look.

“Step aside,” he grumbled where River crowded the door.

River side-stepped the barest amount to tempt Crocodile’s broad shoulders to bully him the rest of the way over as he finagled with the key-card. After several long, tortuously quiet tries without success, all with River watching at his elbow, he clicked his tongue.

“Whoever’s idea it was to get rid of keys should be hanged.” Mercifully, the lock eventually allowed him inside, only after more bargaining and a little unexpected humility.

Inside, Crocodile hung his coat, about to offer River the same courtesy but he was already wandering the suite, popping in and out of every room like a dog that needed to aquaint himself with his new territory before he relaxed.

‘This place is huge!’ His muffled voice echoed around the stone bathroom before he reappeared on his way to the balcony.

“We must be on the top floor,” he marveled, wide eyes curious. “And the view is beautiful. Do you spend a lot of time out there?”

“I’m not particularly fond of heights.”

“And yet you have this room on the top floor?”

“The penthouse is the best they offer, and I don’t have to go out there if I don’t want to. Part of the rental agreement, you see.”

As if he was alone, Crocodile began looking over the papers at his desk with little care to entertain his guest. Suddenly, sitting there in his waistcoat, it was never more apparent to the other man that his left hand was fake, still gloved in leather compared to his bare right that flipped through the pages.

The warm, golden lights of the suite were almost overwhelming compared to their time outside in the night, highlighting all of their secrets, from Crocodile’s obvious avoidance to River’s left hand that shook with the need for a cigarette.

Well, as long as Crocodile was stalling, so could he.

“I’m going to have a smoke before we begin, if that’s all right.”

“Go ahead,” he said, continuing to flip through his documents like it was the middle of the afternoon and they were meeting to sign a contract, instead of exchanging a service. Perhaps they were.

His pen scratched along the top-most paper, a faxed copy of his schedule, now marred with his indecisive scribbling about moving meetings. ‘Clear schedule for funeral?’, the black ink said, smearing along the punctuation when he slid it aside. That was out of the question, he wouldn’t make it in time even if he wanted to—which he didn’t. Truly, no matter how the guilt twisted his insides, having the audacity to pretend to be anything more than obligation. He supposed that to want your parents pride was a harder addiction to break than nicotine. The fax smeared further when the beauty came to sit on his desk, pressing his papers beneath dark gray trousers.

“It makes me lonely to see you so far inside your own head. Didn’t you bring me here for some fun?” He flirted, heavy-handed but smooth as silk.

Crocodile allowed himself a single touch, to run his hand down the shin of his pant leg and rest on the top of his derby dress boot, clean despite the creases along the toe and hand-painted leather sealant that implied the soles had been replaced at least once.

“Have you eaten dinner?”

River leaned back on his hands, sighing despite the tilt of his amused smile. “Your time began the moment we arrived to the room, Crocodile, surely you don’t want to spend it having dinner? Unless that’s a euphemism. Ah—sorry, I think I’ll spend the rest of my life getting used to English.”

“I already told you cost wasn’t an issue—”

“And I have a hard time believing that, no one doesn’t care about the cost—”

“Then how much?” Crocodile snapped at him, though he tried to pretend he hadn’t by stepping away to hover near the bar.

When he turned back, the beauty was still sitting on his desk. But, the guarded calm in his eyes told Crocodile he was exactly one more mis-delivered phrase from him fleeing the room. And then he would be alone.

Which was exactly what he couldn’t bear, not now.

“I apologize for raising my voice. Perhaps I’m more tense than I believed… Do whatever makes you comfortable, your usual disclaimer,” he said, and then poured two short glasses of a dark liquor from the hotel’s selection.

“Do you drink?” He asked, struck by the realization he had made another assumption. To his relief, the beauty seemed to relax a little, sighing a second time and coming off the desk to approach him.

“Not spirits usually. No sense wasting what you’ve poured already.”

Crocodile knocked his back in a single swallow, worrying the man beside him until he replaced the crystal decanter among the wall. Watching such a rigid businessman take a shot for courage, removing his cravat and setting himself down in the armchair beside the phone was decidedly amusing, believing he was nervous about the intimacy and not for… extenuating circumstances that he could not begin to guess.

After swallowing his own, he took a seat on the adjacent ottoman, letting his hands rest on Crocodile’s knees in a gentle press that he hoped was both enticing and comforting. “We can have dinner if you want. I like seafood.”

And champagne, Crocodile thought to himself as he reached for the receiver. “Yes, the kitchen, please.”

Once he had rattled off everything he thought his guest might like, topped with champagne and an uncharacteristic “surprise me” when offered dessert, he finally acknowledged the impish hands that had begun to absently massage at his thighs.

“Mischievous, aren’t you?” He teased quietly, careful to be gentle with the thawing air between them.

“Who, me? Never,” replied River as he stood. Crocodile watched him shed his jacket, eyes drifting down the length of him as he draped it over the back of the couch and began to roll up the sleeves on his dress shirt.

“Are you married?” River fished for small talk in the comfortable silence.

“No, never,” he answered easily. Either honest or a very good liar, River decided.

“Girlfriend? Boyfriend?”

“Not for a long time. My business keeps me away for long periods.”

“A charming personality cannot float a relationship alone, after all,” River said, coming back to lower himself into Crocodile’s lap, slowly to not startle him away. The gentle press of two arms slipping around his waist, firm but suggesting their hold could be broken in an instant—tempted him to sit.

“So you’re a comedian too? Not just gorgeous,” Crocodile rumbled at him, his good hand rubbing his spine through his shirt.

“I am so many things: lover, poet, amateur cook—karaoke champion.”

“Is that so?” Crocodile gave him his first honest smile of the night, pressing his grin into the hand that touched his cheek, scratching the beginnings of his stubble.

Such honest, innocent enjoyment, that flickering expression of happiness, made River’s chest tight so abruptly it nearly startled him off his lap. He couldn’t ever recall wanting to kiss his client, certainly not before anything had even happened. Moreover, he would rather leave empty-handed than make tonight the exception.

The doorbell startled them apart while Crocodile gestured for the food to be taken to the dining table.

“If there’s anything else you want, tell me. I can call them back,” he said, pointing to the spread the staff had laid out, including an ice bucket for champagne and a chilled selection of chocolate covered fruits. It felt wasted, when he was putting in the level of effort expected of a lover, and River was simply on the clock.

He swallowed around his dry throat, hoping his resolve would steel. A lot of clients had bought him dinner, it was not an exception.

Crocodile loosened the top button on his shirt, and reached for the champagne. He had used dinner as an ice breaker for a lot of intimate endeavors in the past, this wasn’t any different.

And so, dinner became dessert on the couch, touching only where their thighs brushed, and where Crocodile slipped chilled pieces of chocolate between his lips. They abandoned the empty platter soon after, taking the ash tray to the sitting area for a night cap, reaching for the same glass and pretending to watch the TV that droned on with a movie neither could recall the name.

“It’s getting late,” River said suddenly, quietly in the dark, the room lit by just the television and some semblance of lights in other rooms.

“Are you allowed to stay the night?” Crocodile ventured, even quieter.

“I can do anything I want.”

He didn’t ask if he wanted to stay, didn’t speak aloud that he would pay fairly for the hours he had kept him already. Even if the answer was “no”, he was sure the champagne would allow him to sleep, though he wasn’t sure his pride would ever recover.

So, he chose not to elaborate. After all, he believed leaving the decision up to River absolved him of any culpability for what transpired between them next.

Instead, he sat hypnotized as he watched him reach for the remote, flipping the TV volume to mute and rising to his feet. Up close, a beauty mark beside his eye caught his gaze, among another near his navel when he removed his shirt completely. His belt jingled loud in the silence, trousers falling to the floor as he stripped himself down to almost bare.

Crocodile’s hand squeezed the arm of the chair to resist touching without permission, or he might foolishly press his thumb to the silvery whisper of a scar on the soft plane of his hip, cut by the tight line of his panties—black, silk, and little more than a string on the sides.

The cool blue light from the television slipped into all the rivers and valleys of his toned body, carving him out for the sweep of Crocodile’s dark eyes as they roved over every endless inch. If either of them heard the stitches of the arm chair creaking when River lowered himself to the carpet to crawl to him, well, they didn’t mention it. To Crocodile, the world had become so small suddenly, narrowed down to the beauty between his legs, the one heating his skin where he opened his shirt to slide warm palms into his clothes.

“You have to tell me what you want,” Crocodile spoke first, all tobacco and smoke in the inches between their lips. Tell me what I’m allowed to have.

“I want whatever you want.”

Right. Regardless of the fluttering in his stomach, he understood any amount of prying that might make River voice his own desires would hardly be worth making him uncomfortable, especially when he was so good at his job the way the manual wrote it.

“What do you do?”

“No kisses on the mouth, but I can top or bottom for you, whatever you like. And I’m prepped already,” he replied, like it didn’t make Crocodile’s breath catch. “The night is still young, so don’t think you have to choose only one or the other.”

While River’s handsome cock was an offer by itself, a respectable weight between his legs even half-hard and pulling his panties taut, Crocodile knew exactly what he wanted from this night: to lose himself in someone, and loose his frustrations on a willing participant.

A playful hum between his knees captured his attention, and he stared down at the traitorous monument of his cock, having burst from his open zipper most presumptuously when mischievous fingers helped themselves. Whatever teasing words River had for him, he couldn’t bring himself to be irritated as gentle fingers tested the pull of his foreskin.

“He is the most honest part about you. Why don’t we let him lead?” said River, ending his question by guiding him between his lips and over the velvet of his tongue. Behind him, the sumptuous curve of his back was surely deliberate, determined to please with all five, vulnerable senses.

Crocodile believed if he could also manage to please him, all the misfortune in his life that led him to this moment would be worth it.

And oh, was it worth it.

Chapter 3

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Kicho's Main Story Ch. 13 Part 1 Romantic

These translations are not intended as a replacement for the game. Please support Cybird by buying their stories. Spoilers under the cut. Expect grammatical errors.

Suddenly, I smelled the scent of damp soil outside the window, and as I looked up, another memory popped into my mind.

(Come to think of it, we took shelter together that rainy day.)

------------Flashback------------

Kicho: “As long as you live in this world, the opinions and beliefs of others will make who you are.”

Kicho: “That’s why everyone has unanswered questions.”

Mai: “Everyone?”

Kicho: “Still, don’t forget. Wherever you are, whatever you do, you are you.”

Kicho: “As long as you have your will to live, this truth will never change.”

Kicho: “You are not just someone. You’re Mai.”

Kicho: “Wherever you are, whatever you do, just live as you.”

---------Flashback Ends---------

(Wherever I am, I can live as me.)

(That was what Kicho told me from the start.)

(That's why I...)

???: "Mai."

A low voice replied briefly, and Sasuke landed in the room quietly.

Mai: "So you came from the top today. You really are dedicated to your work."

Sasuke: "Thanks for the compliment."

Sasuke: "So, have you decided? What are you gonna do?"

Mai: "Yes, I'm going home."

Sasuke: "Huh?"

Sasuke: "You're serious. All right."

Sasuke: "Then let's hurry before we miss our only chance."

Sasuke: "Mai, how are you doing over there?"

Mai: "Great. I think it’ll be done shortly."

Sasuke: "I see. I'll go over there and get some water."

Mai: "Okay. Thanks."

I watched Sasuke move deeper into the forest and checked the grilled fish.

(It’s starting to cook well. It’s a little like camping.)

(Well, it’s still hard to start a fire. But what can I do? I’m in the Sengoku period.)

(Alrighty, I’ll check it again while I’m waiting.)

I took out a hastily scribbled note from my bag.

(The Oda army will leave Azuchi tomorrow, and their route will be一)

Sasuke: “............”

Mai: “Waah!? Sasuke, how long have you been there!?”

Sasuke: “A while ago. Sorry, you seemed so focused, so I tried to erase my presence.”

Mai: “Yeah. It was perfect. I didn’t even notice you until I looked up.”

Mai: “Wait, did you fetch the water already?”

Sasuke: “Yeah. But we can't relax even though we're on a break.”

Sasuke: “I have to get you safely back to Sakai before the Oda army arrives.”

Mai: “Yeah. Sorry for getting you into this trouble.”

Sasuke: “It’s okay, don’t worry about it. I’m here to help.”

Sasuke squinted his eyes slightly and picked up a freshly cooked grilled fish.

(That’s reassuring. I couldn’t have made this decision alone.)

(I can’t believe I’m going back to Kicho and not to my original time.)

After making up my mind, I spent the next few days attending war councils to learn Kicho's whereabouts and situation. Then, I slipped out of the castle with Sasuke last night.

I left eight lucky charms and a letter for everyone in the Oda army, apologizing for leaving without saying anything and wishing each of them well.

That letter, full of every thanks I could think of for everything they have done so far, has then probably already been discovered.

(It was painful to say goodbye like that, but I had no choice.)

(It was the best solution I could do.)

Mai: "Sasuke. I'm glad I came to this era."

Mai: "I guess I wasn't wrong in the past when I decided not to get too deep into it, but now that I have someone I care about, I feel like I can live more like myself."

Sasuke: "I see. Actually, I know exactly how you feel."

Sasuke: "After sending you off, I planned to stay in this period."

Mai: "You have someone important, too, don't you?"

Sasuke: "Yeah, a lot."

Sasuke: "So no matter what, I will support you."

Mai: "Okay! Thank you so much."

Mitsuhide: "Lord Nobunaga, excuse me."

Nobunaga: "Did you find Mai?"

Mitsuhide: "No. But the maid found this in her room."

Nobunaga: "A letter? And what are these?"

Mitsuhide: "Probably lucky charms. The maid said it was left there along with the letter."

Nobunaga: "Ho?"

Nobunaga opened the letter he received, and after a moment of silence, he sighed lightly.

Nobunaga: "Her handwriting is very sloppy."

Mitsuhide: "What does it say?"

Nobunaga: "It says that she left the castle silently. She also apologizes for that, wishes everyone in the Oda well, and expresses her gratitude for all we've done."

Mitsuhide: “That’s very typical of that lass.”

Nobunaga: “Typical of her, huh? Then what do you think about this?”

Nobunaga: “The letter ends with this statement.”

Mitsuhide: “I’m a spy who snuck into the Oda army. I see. We’ve been tricked.”

Mitsuhide: “I had no idea she was involved in all the planning, including the bombardment of the castle.”

Nobunaga: “She’s a better actor than you. She fooled everyone in the castle.”

Mitsuhide: “Lord Nobunaga, what should we do?”

Nobunaga: ��Naturally, I won’t tolerate anyone who stands in the way of unification.”

Nobunaga: “If that woman has confessed to being a traitor, then we must eliminate her and Kicho.”

Nobunaga: “We’ll head to Sakai tomorrow.”

Mitsuhide: “Understood.”

A few days later一

(All right. There are no guards here.)

Stealthily slipping between the houses, I ran to the main street, then back into the shadows, looking around and holding my breath.

(Don’t be hasty. I need to proceed carefully until I reach the trading post. If they find me here, it’ll be over.)

(I shouldn’t waste Sasuke’s kindness in vain.)

Sasuke and I parted shortly before arriving in Sakai.

The rumors that Kicho himself had spread caused a disturbance in the public order around Sakai.

Because of this, we got caught up in the fighting, so Sasuke let me go, telling me to go on ahead.

(Kicho is in this town. That's why...)

Mai: "Mmhp!?"

Suddenly, someone covered my mouth from behind and put my arms behind my back.

(Crap, they found me!)

I felt a dull ache in my arm as I frantically twisted around.

Mai: "----!"

???: "Stop resisting. If you screw around, you'll break your arms."

(This voice...)

I moved my eyes to look across the street and saw someone approaching, smirking.

Motonari: "You're really bad at sneaking in, Princess."

Mai: “Motonari, let me go!”

Motonari: “Ha? Why are you even saying that to me? That guy is the one who’s holding you back.”

Mai: “Aren’t you the one giving orders to this guy?”

Motonari: “Geez, you’re so loud. Don’t forget, I’m doing you a favor by letting you talk right now.”

Motonari: “If I wanted to, I could cut off your mouth, your cocky eyes, and even your legs.”

Mai: “That’s...”

Motonari: “Ha! See, you can shut up. Follow me.”

Mai: “Fine.”

(It’s frustrating, but if I can’t do anything about it, there’s no way I could escape.)

(I never thought Motonari would find me.)

After capturing me, Motonari passed by the trading post and came straight to the port.

As I followed, unsure of his intentions, I noticed a large ship.

Mai: "Since I'm behaving quietly, can I, at least, ask you one question?"

Motonari: "What is it?"

Mai: "If we're at the port, does that mean we're going somewhere?"

Motonari: "Yeah, we'll move to another port from here. It's a perfect place to wait for the Oda army."

(Another port!?)

Mai: "Then, could you please stop by the trading post first? I have something important to do."

Motonari: "Kicho, right? If it's him, he's not there anymore."

Motonari: "To begin with, that trading post is heavily guarded but deserted."

Motonari: "It's better to have some clear information to spread rumors."

Mai: "Then, where's Kicho now?"

Motonari: "I only allowed one question. I've already answered two. It's time for you to shut up."

Motonari: "Don't worry, I'll take you back to your boss."

Mai: "Is that..."

Once we got on board, Motonari opened the door of one of the rooms without knocking.

Motonari: "Excuse me."

Kicho: "That's what you should've said before twisting that doorknob."

(Ah...)

Sighing, Kicho stood up from the chair and turned around.

The moment he saw me, his eyes widened.

Kicho: "Mai, why are you here?"

Mai: "Umm, I just wanted to apologize for the horrible things I said to you the other day."

Kicho: "Is that the only reason you came here?"

Kicho: "The wormhole will appear tonight at Honnoji Temple, as I observed. It's your last chance to return to your own time."

Mai: "I know."

Kicho: "Do you understand what it means to be here?"

Kicho: "It means you'll be left behind in this period with no way to return. You一"

Mai: "I know!"

Kicho: "..........."

Mai: "I understand everything. I know that's why I'm here now, of my own free will."

Mai: "I told you, don't decide for someone how to live their life."

Mai: "It doesn't matter how you live your life or how I live mine."

Kicho: "Mai."

(Your life is more precious to me than anything else because I love you so much.)

(I want you to live and be happy because your life is irreplaceable.)

(That's the only answer I found after living my life as me.)

Mai: "If you think justice and a villain are necessary for peace, I'll gladly become that villain too. I'll become everyone's enemy."

Kicho: “What are you…”

Mai: “Let me tell you something. There’s no turning back now.”

Mai: “I left a note saying I’m your accomplice, who snuck into Azuchi Castle.”

As I stepped toward the startled Kicho, Motonari burst out laughing behind me.

Motonari: “Ahahaha! You really are fucking crazy.”

Mai: "I-It's not a laughing matter! I made a serious decision."

Motonari: "That's why I'm laughing. As usual, yer head is still full of flowers."

Motonari: "If you're going to stay in this era, you better figure out how to stop this situation without risking the life of someone you care about."

Mai: "Me? Hold on. You know I'm not from this era?"

Motonari: "Yeah. Kicho told me everything. That's why you're the right fella for the job."

Motonari: "If yer head is full of everything about peace, you can easily think of another idea."

(Another idea...?)

Motonari: "Well, you two enjoy the rest of the evening."

Motonari: "It'd be rude to interrupt this emotional reunion any longer."

Motonari turned his back and left the room.

Mai: "You told Motonari everything, and then you decided to fight together?"

Kicho: "Yeah, that's right."

Mai: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Mai: "I heard you're willing to give up your life in this fight."

Kicho: "That's..."

He frowned and fell silent.

His chest seemed to be filled with conflict, confusion, and many other emotions.

Mai: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound mean."

Mai: "The last time I spoke with you, I didn't realize the truth you were keeping from me."

Mai: "And I asked you terrible things too. I'm sorry."

Kicho: "Raise your head. You don't owe me an apology."

Kicho: "If anyone owes you an apology, it's me."

Mai: "You?"

Kicho: "Yeah. If I had really only thought about you, I wouldn't have gone to see you."

Kicho: "I wanted to make sure you were safe, but I guess I wanted to keep you somewhere."

Kicho: "I wanted you to be in my heart even if you don't stay in this era."

Mai: "Kicho..."

Mai: "I love you, so you don't have to do that."

Mai: "But thank you. Thank you for thinking of me that way."

I couldn't resist running up to him and hugging him, putting all my strength into my arms to convey all my feelings through my heartbeat and warmth.

Kicho: "I never thought you'd thank me."

Kicho: "You really are..."

(Ah...)

Swallowing a slight tremor in his voice, he hugged me too.

(It's okay, you don't have to say anything more.)

(I understand everything. It's all getting through.)

Kicho: "Thank you for coming back to me."

Kicho: "No."

Mai: "Huh? No?"

Kicho: "This is dangerous for you. You should value your life a little more."

Mai: "Someone who tried to sacrifice himself has no room to say that."

Mai: "But you're right. Our current strategy indeed seemed unreasonable."

(I wish I could come up with a quick one, but it's not easy.)

After a brief moment of happiness at our reunion, we remembered that we didn't have much time left, so we started thinking of new plans for the future.

Kicho: "Let me reiterate the situation. First, I had no problem with the actions you took."

Kicho: "There's nothing unusual about the travel guide, and you're not getting sick like you used to."

Kicho: "In other words, we're still able to avoid a war-torn future."

Mai: "You're right. I think what's important is to make the enemies or enemy disappear."

Mai: "However, that enemy must be someone not heavily involved in the history we are about to face."

Mai: "So, Ieyasu, who's about to open the Tokugawa Shogunate, is not allowed."

Kicho: "Yeah. He's too important."

Mai: "If Japan itself is the stage, then we're the supporting characters."

Mai: "Someone who would've remained the same whether they were there or not..."

Kicho: "Mai."

Mai: "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to sound so gloomy, but this is weird."

Kicho: "I guess you're still tired."

Kicho: "Fatigue affects our thinking. Get some rest."

Mai: "Maybe so, but now is not the time to一"

Kicho: "Impatience also has an effect. Anyway, wait here for a while."

He said that and quickly left the room.

(I'm kind of making him worried.)

(I didn't come here to drag his feet.)

Sighing, I plopped down on the table and groaned.

After a while, I heard the door open again.

Kicho: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Mai: "No, it's okay. More importantly, what did you bring?"

Kicho: "Tea. It's a good thing I left some."

He carefully poured the tea into a teacup, emptied a small bowl, and took something out.

Kicho: "How sweet do you like it?"

Mai: "Huh? Sugar in this era?"

Kicho: "I'm the head of a trading post. I can get almost anything."

Mai: "I see. Then, a little sweet."

Kicho: "Yeah, got it."

He picked a few pieces of konpeito (sugar candy) and put them in the tea, the lovely sugar candy slowly melting in the steamy amber.

Kicho: "Here. You'll feel a little more relaxed if you drink something warm."

Mai: "Okay. Thank you."

Gratefully accepting it, I took a sip and a gentle sweetness spread in my mouth.

(It's delicious.)

(I feel my body warming up gradually from deep inside my stomach.)

Kicho: "There's that look."

Mai: "What?"

Kicho: "You finally smiled."

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