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mittens-220 · 5 years ago

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Regarding Suzuno’s confession in Volume 19 and Maou’s reaction

This contains Volume 19 spoilers, so please do not read if you don’t want any spoilers. Basically this is about Suzuno’s confession and her feelings towards Maou, and how Chiho and Maou reacted to it.

Contains actual translated text from Volume 19. Only relevant excerpts will be posted.

When Suzuno spoke until 『this feeling』, she made a strange action.

“After the Archbishops complete the Holy Conquest, they will definitely obtain various riches from this world. However, they are unable to obtain any rewards from God. This is to be expected. Because we will defeat God. The 『God』 in the Bible does not exist in Ente Isla at all. However, even if they are unable to obtain anything in return from God, they might not feel any hatred, and only accept reality seriously. Then they will depend on the dream they had before to continue to implement the true principals of the belief……”

“Suzuno, san?”

Suzuno kept her right hand positioned over her own chest.

Her face was blushing.

That face was clearly older than Chiho but gave the impression that the child-like air had not fully dissipated, brimmed with a happiness which was slight and subtle, but was clearly present.

Chiho had an impression of that expression on Suzuno’s face.

No, that expression had not belonged to Suzuno.

Chiho remembered that she had shown a similar expression before.

“Then I realised. I…… definitely love Maou Sadao…… I love Demon King Satan.”

“……”

Even if she heard this sentence clearly, Chiho’s heart still unbelievably stable.

“Feeling crushed under the responsibilities of being an Archbishop and disillusioned at how the ritual was so half-heartedly carried out by other Archbishops, I returned back to Room 202 without notifying anyone. But there I ran into the frail-looking Demon King. I suddenly thought to myself: why am I only focused on continuing forward when I am suffering so much? Laughable, isn’t it? I was already crestfallen as is, realising how fickle the Church’s beliefs were, but there he was: tired to death from making Onigiri for Acies, wanting to sleep early due to work next day, and yet, still worrying whether Acies’ abnormality would affect Alas=Ramus. It seemed that his tired mind could offer no solutions, and he could only shake his head as he just sat there. Seeing that, I was convinced–I returned here because I wished for this 『everyday』 scenery.”

As Suzuno said all of this quickly, her face was filled with happiness.

“The Church is a home which guards faith with love as its foundation. To the current me, my Church, my home, is this apartment. What I love, includes the Demon King and everyone, and everything from my life here…… so…… from the bottom of my heart, I truly envy Chiho-dono.”

“Suzuno-san……”

A teardrop surfaced from Suzuno’s eyes even as she looked happy.

“I really envy Chiho-dono who can simply remain at the side of the person you love simply because you love him……”

“…… Can I, ask you a question?”

“…… Yes.”

Chiho, sounding slightly stiff, but did not harbour any jealously or malicious feelings towards Suzuno, or rather, she asked this in half-convinced tone.

“Did he show an expression as if he thought it was troublesome and after carelessly brushing it off, said he was going to work and ran away? Maou-san, that is.”

“……!”

As expected, Suzuno was so surprised that her eyes widened.

“…… How did you know? I…… already expressed my feelings to the Demon King.”

“Of course I know that. Because I am Suzuno-san’s friend.”

[Skipping some parts]

“I remembered. At that time, I saw Suzuno-san as an enemy. In order to prevent Maou-san from being stolen, I worked hard and learned various dishes from my mother…… but to me, Suzuno was just an unfamiliar adult at that time. It is only now that for the first time…… we have become love rivals.”

“Chiho-dono…… I hope that you won’t misunderstand, I am not thinking of tying the knot with the Demon King at all or grow old together with him. Other people might think of this as a destructive thought process…… I do not harbour any expectations of getting anything in return from the Demon King. But, because I love him, my only hope is that I can become one of the people who is important to the Demon King…… In fact, I plan to take this opportunity to move out from Room 202.”

[Skipping some parts, afterwards is Maou’s reaction to Suzuno’s confession]

“Damn it…… what exactly is wrong with Suzuno?”

Because Suzuno was clearly acting strange since morning, Maou felt that there was a need to properly listen to her.

Until the middle, she was still talking about how disappointed she was with the Archbishops and the Church and briefly reported on the current situation in Ente Isla.

But later on, her voice stammered more and more, and when Maou noticed……

“Ugh.”

He also felt that his behaviour later was really useless.

Humans, no, even the Demon King would be unable to make a calm judgement when they were truly faced with a completely unexpected situation.

The shining gaze, the cheeks with a hint of red and that sentence which came out from those well shaped lips caused Maou, who thought he was going to handle a malfunction, to feel as if his temples had been hit by a hunting rifle.

When he came to his senses, Maou was already on his bicycle and heading towards MgRonalds.

He did not even remember what he did before he left the house.

[Skipping some parts, this is Chiho’s conversation with Maou regarding her confession and Suzuno’s confession]

“Ah, that’s right, Maou-san.”

“Hm?”

Just as Maou finished washing his hands and shook off the water off his hands and took out a warmed up cup from the shelf.

“You need to answer Suzuno-san as soon as possible, alright?”

“…… Ugh! …… Wah! Ah……!!”

After the cup bounced in the air a few times on his hand, Maou barely caught the cup in a position close to the floor.

Then, he raised his head nervously and discovered that Chiho’s gaze that turned extremely cold.

“Y, you heard about everything?”

“I heard. About everything.”

“…… E, erhm.”

“Based on what I heard.”

Maou remained in his kneeling posture when he caught the cup and was unable to stand up.

“I feel like Suzuno-san has a chance as well.”

“Eh, ah, no, what do you mean by possibility.”

“Since you did not reply, it should be like that. I kept waiting because of this as well.”

“Ugh.”

“Whether it’s acceptance or rejection, it should both be doable. Since you did not do either one, this means that Maou-san is still hesitating, right?”

The temperature of the cup in his hand had already decreased to room temperature.

Maou had not even activated the cashier.

Chiho’s gaze caused Maou to freeze, and he was unable to move at all.

“I know it’s not the time to say this right now. Because whether it is this side or that side, there are many matters to handle and worry about. I know this very well. However,”

With a stern tone, Chiho said determinedly,

“You can’t continue running away and being vague forever.”

“W, what do you mean by escaping?”

“Is that so? It feels like things are going to continue dragging on in this vague manner.”

Chiho said harshly.

“In fact, things will only get busier after winning the Battle to Defeat God. At that time, there will be a need to handle many things which cannot be settled in one or two years. Even if we ignore this, based on Suzuno-san’s explanation, using the Holy Conquest as a trigger, the situation afterwards will become much harsher. Once things become like this, when will I be able to receive my reply?”

In the past, because Chiho had considered Maou’s situation, she decided not to push him into giving a reply, but the current situation had changed.

If things continued like this, there will definitely be no conclusion.

Maou would not accept Suzuno’s feelings, but he would not reject them as well, only continuing to run away.

In other words, this was simply because Maou,

“Maou-san is a coward.”

That was it.

Amongst everything Chiho had said to Maou before, this was definitely the harshest and most brunt sentence.

Then, this was also purely the truth.

If Maou could be like Ashiya or Urushihara and show a firm attitude to female humans, they could just find any reason to gently reject the other party.

After all, whether it was the world they live in, their mode of life or anything else, everything was different for both of sides.

He should not be so bad that he could not even do such a thing.

But Maou did not do this.

Whether it was to Chiho, or to Suzuno.

He was puzzled about the warm feelings others directed towards him, and because he did not know what to do, he looked away.

#hataraku maou-sama!#the devil is a part timer #hataraku maou-sama

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kagakusenpai · 5 years ago

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That one super silly Rika x Ashiya fanfic I regrettably wrote

You know sometimes you just get this really dumb idea? And you’re talking with your friends and you mention it and they're like ‘haha do it!’. Ya, so I did it.

I know I had some stupid fun writing this, so I hope you all enjoy it too - these events take place sometime after volume 11. Don’t worry its SFW ;)

“Dude, this storm is getting crazy, you sure Libicocco isn’t back to kidnap Chiho or something?” Urushihara asked while lazily leaning backwards from his permanent post at his computer.

“You know you shouldn’t joke about these things, remember what happened last time he showed up? Something about you ending up becoming more of a useless corpse than you usually are.” Was the snappy reply from across the room.

The windows in Room 201 of Villa Rosa Sasazuka were creaking and groaning under the immense pressure of the storm that had suddenly taken Tokyo by surprise.

“I hope Ashiya makes it back in time to make supper, I’m starving already.”

Maou checked his phone to see if Ashiya had sent him a message.

No new messages.

“Maybe we’ll have to get a MgRonalds delivery…Kawada’s gonna complain if I ask him to deliver in this weather…” Maou muttered as he stretched himself out on the floor.

“Dude, if you order delivery Ashiya’s gonna kill you. Plus, if Acies finds out she’ll make you order thirty burgers…again.”

Maou stared at the clock on the wall. 6:42pm. Deciding whether he’d rather face death in the form of starvation or Ashiya’s wrath, he let out an audible sigh.

Elsewhere in Tokyo, the Demon General Alciel was fighting his own battle. The once ferocious general who had cunningly brought his enemies to their knees without lifting a finger was currently on a battlefield he’d never experienced before. The sweat on his face was starting to form neat rivers as it slowly slipped down his forehead and onto his cheeks. Shivering from the combination of wet clothing and air conditioning in the room he stammered:

“Ms. S..S…Suzuki, I’m terribly s.s...sorry. I meant n-no offence.”

He knew he had messed up.

40 minutes ago, at Shinjuku Station.

Normally accustomed to riding the train during non-peak hours, Ashiya was quite frustrated with the hordes of businessmen that were constantly entering and exiting the train. When he finally managed to get out at Shinjuku station, he found himself being pushed and pulled along with the crowd as he tried to find the right exit.

“If I recalled correctly, Ms. Suzuki had mentioned we should meet at the ‘New South Gate’.”

Earlier that week, Ashiya had sent a message to Rika Suzuki asking if he could request her assistance in purchasing a new phone. Considering recent events, he thought it would be appropriate if he also had a mobile phone to contact Maou in case of an emergency. Rika had arranged they meet today after she got off work at six o’clock.

As Ashiya turned the final corner to reach the New South Gate, a familiar voice shouted out behind him.

“Heeeey! Ashiya over here!”

Rika grabbed Ashiya’s shoulder before he got swept further away by the crowd. Blushing ever so slightly, she pulled him aside, away from the steady streams of business men flooding through the ticket gates.

“Ah, Ms. Suzuki, I didn’t notice you there. My sincerest apologies for such an oversight”

“No, no it’s fine! I know its super busy right now so there’s no choice but to call out before I lose sight of you. Anyways let’s go before it gets any more crowded here.”

“It gets even busier than this?” A stunned Ashiya replied as he quickly followed Rika further into the station.

After a few minutes of navigation, Rika and Ashiya finally arrived at the Yamanote line platform headed towards Ueno. Ashiya had seen an advertisement for a big cellphone sale at a major retailer near Ueno station, prompting his request with Rika earlier in the week.

“It’s twelve stations from here to Ueno, so let’s see if we can snag a pair of seats. Keep your eyes peeled Ashiya!”

“Understood. I shall make amends for my previous mistake with due diligence in acquiring seats for Ms. Suzuki”

“Hey, no need to be so… oh the trains here, quick!”

Ashiya and Rika rushed over to a less crowded door on the train and hopped on. Unfortunately, not only were all the seats taken but this cart was packed with rush hour commuters. Rika and Ashiya made their way to the middle of the cart and stood face to face while holding onto the hand grips.

“Ms. Suzuki, it appears to me that most of the seats here are occupied by what seems to be…sleeping businessmen” Ashiya frowned.

“Don’t worry, they’ll end up waking up ten second before their station. It’s second nature to the veteran salarymen around here, believe it or not.”

Ashiya smiled at Rika’s casual explanation. He noticed that her work clothes were different than usual. In place of her usual purple and white vest and shirt, she was wearing a deep olive-green shirt with elegant ruffles down the middle. The red hairslide she normally wore had been replaced with an intricate blue clip with a butterfly pattern. She gave off a more mature aura, fitting of Rika’s role today as his guide, Ashiya thought to himself.

“Now Arriving at Shin-Okubo Station. The doors on the left side will open.”

Ah, eleven more to go. Ashiya realized that a fair number of people were queued to enter the train at this station.

“Ahhh, this is gonna be crazy packed! Hold on tight Ashiya.”

The doors opened, and dozens of people began to make their way into the train. Unfazed by the sudden influx of people, Ashiya held his ground against the increasing pressure from the other standing commuters trying to stuff their way into the train. Rika, on the other hand, was not faring too well but managed to stay on her feet.

The train lurched forward as it begin making its way to the next station. Suddenly…

“Ah!”

The momentum from the passengers pushed Rika off her feet into Ashiya’s chest. Being a bit short in stature, the sudden lunge forced her to let go of the hand grip and grab onto Ashiya’s chest.

“I-I’m s-sorry Ashiya.” An embarrassed Rika could barely get the words out of her mouth as she desperately tried to regain her footing.

“Not a problem Ms. Suzuki, please feel free to hold onto me until you’ve regained your footing. I do say, it’s amazing how you manage to survive these crowds every day on the ride back home. This almost feels like a new type of battlefield.” Ashiya looked down at the panicked Rika, his whiskey brown eyes gauging whether he should lend a hand.

His strong, steady gaze made Rika squirm even more. Nervously glancing downwards, she carefully fidgeted her feet around to find a position that would allow her to stand up straight and keep her balance. The train’s constant rocking offered no help with her attempts.

Another sudden turn forced her to cling onto Ashiya some more. She could smell his clothing, which had a strong smell of the softener that Ashiya frequently used. Her grip on his shirt let her feel the shape of his chest muscles. They were much more toned than she thought. His usual UNICLO wear didn’t do his body any justice, she thought. Rika allowed her mind to wander like this for a moment…she suddenly felt pangs of heat coursing through her body. She was starting to lose her composure.

“Ah what am I thiiinkiinngggg!” Rika whispered to herself.

“I think we’re almost at the next station Ms. Suzuki. I believe I have the perfect opportunity to acquire us some seats, as that gentleman beside us seems to be preparing to stand up shortly.”

Ashiya’s brief interjection brought Rika back to her senses. The adrenaline had begun to flow after her series of distracted imaginings. Luckily, they both managed to grab a pair of seats on the train at the next station.

Rika stared down at her handbag, trying to avoid all eye contact with the aloof Ashiya, who was busy gawking at the sheer number of commuters on the train.

“Now arriving at Nippori station. The doors on the right side will open. For transfers to the…”

“Two more to go! We’re almost there Ashiya”

“I’m sorry for having to put Ms. Suzuki through all this…”

“No, its my pleasure! Plus, it beats having to go home alone in these crowds, it will be a lot less busy by the time we’re done.” Rika finally mustered up the courage to look back up and smile at Ashiya. The moment her eyes met with his, she felt her chest tighten a little.

As the train began to move again, Rika noticed that all the new passengers were carrying soaking wet umbrellas. She looked out the window behind her to check the situation.

“Ashiya look! It’s absolutely pouring out there. Did you bring an umbrella?”

Outside, a large storm had begun to brew. The rain was almost pouring down sideways, meaning the wind was also blowing in full force.

“Ah, yes. I do keep a small one on my person just in case something like this does occur.” Ashiya grinned as he felt his jacket pocket to confirm he had brought his umbrella.

Rika let her mind wander for a split-second, imagining her and Ashiya sharing an umbrella and walking through a rainy Ueno park on the way to the electronic store.

“What am I thinking?? I’ve devolved into a friggin’ generic high school girl!” Rika thought to herself while biting her lip, trying to come back to reality. Her composure had already begun to crumble, even before the main event had begun. Face flushed and heart pounding she covered her face with her hands.

The sudden screeching of the train being brought to a stop brought her to reality, again.

“Attention all passengers, due to a sudden change in weather the Yamanote Line will be suspending service until further notice.” The authoritative voice on the intercom announced. “We will momentarily be stopping at Uguisudani station, all passengers are advised to disembark and seek other means of transport.”

Ashiya suddenly stood up. His back to Rika, he keenly observed the situation. It hadn’t even been a month since the previous ‘storm’ that resulted in both his and Rika’s lives being turned upside down for weeks. He tried to detect any sources of demonic or holy energy nearby, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Deducing that this weather might truly be from natural causes, he sat back down and turned towards Rika. Seeing her behaviour for the last few minutes led him to believe that she was also worried about the possibility of a demonic or angelic attack.

“It seems that we have nothing to be worried about, Ms. Suzuki. This storm seems to be one hundred percent natural, I assure you.” Ashiya gave a warm smile towards Rika, who was still recovering from self-inflicted embarrassment.

She gave a quick nod to Ashiya, unable to think of an appropriate reply. The revelations made to her in the past few weeks were sinking into her mind. Angels, demons, other worlds… it still made no sense to Rika. All that she was certain of was that the man sitting beside her, Shirou Ashiya, was currently making her feel emotions she knew all too well. Regardless of his demonic background, his white-blond hair and taut stature made her eyes stray more often than not when they were together.

The train slowly started inching forward, towards the next station: Uguisudani.

Rika thought back to the first time they had gone out shopping together. Remembering how she wished that the walls between her and Ashiya could break down, even just a little bit, made her realize how much things had and hadn’t changed since then. Learning about his past, had in a sense, widened the gap between the them. They both came from different worlds, Rika having no part to play in the epic battles of the Ente Islanders that took place. Thinking back, she missed being a naïve girl enraptured by the sight of the kind yet mysterious man that suddenly came into her life. Her train of thought was interrupted by the train’s arrival at the station.

Ashiya and Rika made their way out onto the platform along with the other passengers on the train. The rain was pouring at such an incredible speed and angle that not even the roof of the platform was able to stop them from getting completely soaked.

“Shall we go to a nearby coffee shop and wait there until this storm subsides? I wouldn’t want Ms. Suzuki to get soaked and catch a cold in this weather.” Not to mention, should Rika catch a cold, both Maou and Emi would harass him for not properly taking care of her while they were out together.

“Sure, I think I saw a sign for a small family restaurant down that street, let’s go there!” Rika exclaimed as she pointed Ashiya towards the direction she assumed the sign pointed towards.

Ashiya went to open his trusty pocket umbrella before they set out from the station. The moment he opened it and stepped outside, a large gale of wind snapped the umbrella’s top off. The force of it snapping pulled the handle out of Ashiya’s grip.

“Ah...”

He had purchased that umbrella soon after he moved into Japan with Maou. The umbrella, along with any sentimental value it had, was carried away by the wind. He’ll have to budget for a new and stronger one later.

Seizing her chance to live out the small fantasy she had on the train, Rika stepped up: “Don’t worry Ashiya I have an umbrella we can share h-”

With a short woosh~ her umbrella also slipped out of her hand and disappeared into the distance, probably chasing after Ashiya’s umbrella to keep it company.

Rika stood there, speechless. The torrents of rain were relentless, and she knew they had go somewhere quickly before they both ended up being swept along with their umbrellas in the rain. The cold was already getting to her, slowly seeping through her clothes and causing her to shiver.

“Time is of the essence Ms. Suzuki, let us go quickly!” Ashiya quickly draped his jacket over Rika’s head and placed his hand on her opposite shoulder to hold it in place.

The warmth of his hand gently grasping her shoulder made Rika’s heart begin to race, she gripped her handbag with both her hands and brought it to her chest as they began to race through the streets.

As if sensing the sudden increase in Rika’s heartbeat, the storm picked up its pace. Rika let out a small yelp as the rain battered her sides like a barrage of arrows.

“Ms. Suzuki! Please hang on for one more moment, I will get us to safety.” Ashiya, his eyes filled with raw determination, gingerly picked up Rika and sped towards the end of the street. He couldn’t let Rika stay out in the rain any longer. Looking around, he couldn’t find the family restaurant, but he spotted a nearby building with a sign indicating hourly room rentals. He recalled Urushihara telling him that these types of buildings, called ‘Net cafés’, existed as a place where one can rest for hours with various facilities, including laundry and showers, for an extended period. Prioritizing drying off, he decided this would be the most appropriate choice.

Meanwhile, the sudden princess carry that Ashiya sprang onto Rika had dealt serious mental damage. She voiced no protest as Ashiya picked her up and lifted her high up against his chest. The gears in her brain had stopped functioning long ago.

“O-ok…thank you.” Her voice was barely audible, but Ashiya could feel her cold body shivering ever so slightly.

The next couple minutes flashed by like a blur for Rika. Ashiya gently put her down on one of the soft chairs in the lobby of the building they entered before heading towards the reception. She noticed him asking a few questions before getting a set of keys and walking back over to Rika, who had begun to regain her senses. He offered out his hand to help her get up from the chair. Rika, who had already lost all sense of shame, happily obliged and took Ashiya’s hand. Its gentle embrace caused Rika’s face to feel pangs of warmth.

“It seems we are just in luck, as there was an available room for us to dry off in.” Ashiya led Rika towards the end of the hallway where their room was located.

“You’re fine paying with a hotel, Ashiya? Isn’t that expensive for you?” Was all Rika could come up with, seeing how the normally stingy Demon General just spent a large portion of money without a second thought.

“I agree, it is unfortunate to have to spend money on such short notice, but it is an emergency and Ms. Suzuki’s safety is my top priority. Besides, the rates for this Net Café is quite cheap considering the laundry services they also offered.”

Rika smiled to herself when Ashiya mentioned her name. Even though she hadn’t told him her feelings, she was always happy to find that he cared so much about her. Most men would start revealing their true nature and act overly familiar with her at this point, but Ashiya’s gentlemanly attitude even now showed that he was a true man of class.

“You mentioned laundry, but I have nothing to change into…so I don’t think I’ll be able…”

“Don’t worry Ms. Suzuki, I mentioned this to the receptionist and they said that outfits could be provided to us with the room, at a very minimal cost. I was quite impressed, but unsure what they meant when they asked the theme of the outfits. I requested we receive the most normal set, so long as they fit us both.”

They arrived at the end of the hallway, Ashiya fumbling with the keys for a moment before managing to insert it correctly into the lock. Still latched onto Ashiya’s hand, Rika timidly followed Ashiya into the room, trying to asses her current situation. She looked around the room for a moment before realizing something…very shameful. The once broken gears in Rika’s mind started spinning in full reverse. She could feel her pulse pounding in her forehead as her eyes darted around the room. Ah, no this can’t be.

Ashiya had yet to turn around and piece together the look of horror that had begun to develop on Rika’s face. He was genuinely intrigued with the colorful layout of the room. Urushihara’s explanation of a Net Café did not mention the spacious and extravagant room he was currently in. A small basket was neatly placed on the bed, beside a couple of clean bath towels. He stepped forward to see what its contents were. He found a colorful assortment of round mints wrapped in neat foil packaging.

Picking one up, he turned around to offer it to Rika, who had been silent since entering the room.

“It seems there are some complimentary treats for guests in the room. Would you ca-”

The great strategist and Demon General Alciel could have never predicted Rika’s reaction.

“P-P-P---PUT TT-THAT DOWN RIGHT NOW ASHIYA!!!!!!!!!!” Rika’s voice rose quite a few decibels as she barely managed to stammer out her sentence. Her eyes were stained red and the expression on her face showed that she was on the cusp of breaking down.

“D-DON’T TOUCH THOSE” She pointed an accusing finger at the ‘mint’ in Ashiya’s hand.

Every single alarm inside Ashiya’s brain went off at that moment. Rika was acting completely normal up to this point, albeit a bit quieter ever since getting off the train. With the possibility of an enemy attack being second to none, Ashiya realized that the reason lay in something he had done. Further assessment of the situation had to be immediately done before coming to a conclusion.

“What is wrong Ms. Suzuki? If you are injured I can look and see if there’s anything I can do to help.” He kept calm as he took a few steps towards Rika.

“STAY AWAY.” Rika began yelling. She knew she was being unreasonable, but the situation had already gotten out of hand in her mind. Her consciousness was floating in and out. Part of her knew Ashiya was being naïve, but her instincts as a woman were taking over for her already fried brain.

Realizing he was only making things exponentially worse, Ashiya backed down. From the look on Rika’s face, Ashiya could tell that she was exhausted, but also afraid of something. Could it be that she finally saw him as the demon that he truly was, and being locked in a room alone had terrified her to wits’ end? The great Demon General Ashiya of the past could have cared less about the opinion of one lowly human, but the fact that Rika’s actions made Ashiya feel empty on the inside was an unmistakable sign that he had changed.

“I’m terribly… sorry Ms. Suzuki! I will go ahead and wash up, so please relax and keep the room to yourself.” Hiding the tinge of sadness that he had just felt, Ashiya grabbed the basket and towel and rushed into the bathroom.

Rika sensed the slight falter in Ashiya’s voice as his soggy figure made its way to the bathroom. She was being cruel to the man she loved yet could not stop herself. She knew she had to explain to Ashiya the issue behind this whole situation before she imploded any further. Water still dripping from her arms, she grabbed the remaining towel off the bed and began to dry herself off.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Ashiya took a good look in the mirror at his drenched figure. He must have looked quite pathetic in front of Rika. The bitter feeling in his heart wasn’t going anywhere. He must make amends with Rika somehow.

“A quick warm shower should help clear up my mind.”

Turning on the shower to allow the water to warm up, he grabbed a bottle of liquid soap from the basket he brought with him and undressed himself.

“This really isn’t a hotel isn’t it…” Rika shook her head. She cupped her hands and placed her head in them, so no one could see the desperate expression on her face. Once Ashiya gets out of the bathroom, she’d ask him a few questions and explain to him what their current situation was. That way he’d also feel a bit of embarrassment and tensions would hopefully dissipate between the two of them. Her hopes were beginning to rise when –

*BANG* … … *THUD*… … “Aaaa…”

“Ashiya? Was that you?” Rika was certain the noise had just come from the bathroom. “Is everything OK?” Had something happened inside the bathroom? Could it have been an enemy attack? Rika was still unfamiliar with the allies and enemies of the Ente Islanders she knew but still considered that something heinous may be taking place on the other side of the wall.

No answer.

Taking a leap of faith, Rika opened the door too the bathroom and peered inside, expecting the worst.

She wasn’t too far off.

“…Ms. Suzuki? I’m sorry but could I enlist your help for a moment here? I seem to be experiencing some issues” A half-naked Ashiya was sprawled on the floor of the bathroom, with only his underwear on.

“Y-yes?” Rika took a step back and hid her body behind the door. Still peering from around the corner, she observed the fallen Demon General in all his glory.

“It seems that the complimentary soap provided by this establishment is far below standards!” Ashiya declared in a defiant tone. “The residue it leaves is extremely slippery and has made it extremely difficult for me to even walk! If you would be so kind as to pass me my towel Ms. Suzuki, I will clean myself up and remove myself from this pitiful state.”

Crestfallen, Rika was speechless. Normally even the thought of her seeing Ashiya shirtless would cause all the neurons in her brain to fire simultaneously, but now she was slowly dying on the inside. Extra careful not to step into the room, Rika nimbly grabbed Ashiya’s towel from off the counter and tossed it at his face.

“Many than-”

Rika shut the door mid sentence.

Ashiya thoroughly dried himself off with the towel, quietly cursing this strange soap. Perhaps it was a unique kind of soap and he had not been taught the correct method of application? Nonetheless, more important matters had to be attended to - making amends with Rika over whatever had happened.

“Ah, I forgot to bring an outfit with me to change into!” Ashiya swore at what seemed to be his twentieth blunder of the day.

Towel neatly wrapped around his waist, Ashiya had no choice but to go back into the room and fetch the outfit himself. Asking Rika to do something again would be extremely dangerous. Back onto the battlefield once more.

Sitting in the corner of the room, shoulders raised, and hands placed on her knees, Rika stared down the still shirtless Ashiya that crept out of the bathroom towards the closet. She had a clear idea what to tell Ashiya to resolve this messed up situation in her mind, but perhaps it could wait until he was dressed again…

Ashiya opened the closet.

He… couldn’t understand the meaning of the closet’s contents. A maid outfit, nurse outfit, cat costume and…some strange clothing made up of black leather and strings. Did the receptionist mistake his request for an outfit for… something else? The only outfit that could even fit Ashiya’s body was the odd leather suit. Likely designed for some sort of horse riding or climbing, with all the metal rings attached to the torso. It seemed odd to him that medieval clothing like this existed in modern Japan.

“I guess I’ll wear this until my clothes are dry.” Ashiya pulled the outfit out of the closet.

Rika couldn’t believe her eyes. She could only stare as Ashiya pulled out the costume from the closet. The moment he tried to slip it over his head, she knew she had to act, or else she’d die of shame before being able to explain anything to Ashiya.

“MR. ASHIYA…ah…umm… could you please listen to me?!” Rika’s hoarse voice surprised herself, the nervousness was getting to her. “There’s something you should know about this room before you put that…”

Unfortunately, Ashiya’s head was currently stuck inside the costume by the time Rika had begun her protests. Head tilted at an obscure angle, he was truly the epitome of a man who had lost his wits.

“Mmmmphh-ss-s-orry Ms. Suzuki I couldn’t mmmngg-hear wh—”

Rika had had enough.

Dashing from her chair, she darted to Ashiya and forcibly ripped the costume off his body. Grabbing his exposed sides, she pushed him onto the bed before running into the washroom and fetching his wet clothes. She threw the soggy clothing onto the body of their lifeless owner. Fists clenched she walked back into the bathroom.

“Put your clothes on Ashiya. Right now. You have thirty seconds.”

He didn’t need to be told twice, Ashiya had his clothes on and was kneeling on the floor when Rika walked back out thirty seconds later. The sweat on his face was starting to form neat rivers as it slowly slipped down his forehead and onto his cheeks. Shivering from the combination of wet clothing and air conditioning in the room he stammered:

“Ms. S..S…Suzuki, I’m terribly s.s...sorry. I meant n-no offence.”

He knew he had messed up. It didn’t matter why but this was his only means of escape from the current situation. Standing at the other end of the room, Rika had a deep frown on her face.

“I’m only going to ask this once, so listen carefully.” Rika took a deep breath.

She couldn’t look Ashiya in the eyes. Shifting her focus to the floor, she continued.

“Do you know what a love hotel is?”

“A l-l-love hotel?” Was the confused reply. Head bowed, Ashiya was searching through all his past experiences in Japan to find a reference to this ‘Love Hotel’ Rika mentioned. He only recalled a few things.

“It is a place where couples go to experience time together in privacy, f-from what I understand…”

He wasn’t wrong, but Rika knew she had to bridge the information gap that Ashiya was clearly missing. Her face reddened at the thought of the question she was about to ask.

“Ashiya, how do demons…reproduce?”

It was Ashiya’s turn to be at a loss for words. Rika had thrown a curveball in Ashiya’s direction that he couldn’t have expected in a million years.

“I’m sorry Ms. Suzuki but I don’t understand the purpose of this…”

“Do you know how humans do it???” Rika’s strained voice showed that her composure was near its limit.

“Y-y-yes?”

“Well, that’s what this room is for.” Rika tightened her fists a little as she told Ashiya the crux of the issue.

“B-b-but why this strange clothing and soap?” Ashiya was genuinely concerned why such odd things were placed in the room.

“Humans… have certain things they do to…umm…set the mood for these things…” was the soft reply from across the room.

Ashiya could sense the tension in Rika’s voice. He realized that he must have given Rika many mixed messages when he dragged her into this room, considering it had something to do with human mating. Still unaware of the bizarre customs behind the deed, Ashiya figured it would be best to just keep quiet and let Rika relax. He would have to buy her an apology gift on a later date for sure.

“I understand why you must have been so confused Ms. Suzuki. Please accept my sincerest apologies.” Ashiya stood up and gave a deep bow towards Rika.

“A-ah, n-no it’s fine, since you didn’t know what kind of room it was…well…” Rika nervously shuffled her hands into her pockets before continuing. “I guess I kind of overreacted as well and started yelling at you instead of stopping to explain things.” She knew the adrenaline had gotten the better of her.

“I accept full responsibility for what has occurred here today, it was my fault for failing to provide proper accommodations. Please rest assured I hold no ill-will towards you Ms. Suzuki.” Ashiya had a small innocent smile on his face.

Seeing this, Rika’s heart warmed up a little, along with her clothes.

The tired figure of Shirou Ashiya labored up the stairs to 201 Villa Rosa Sasazuka in the moonlight. It was half past nine when the storm had finally let up and he and Rika could leave the love hotel. Although the tensions had been mostly lifted, Rika had adamantly declined his offer to accompany her home. The bitter feeling from earlier had crept back into his heart during the long train ride back.

“Humans are such…such…” Ashiya was too exhausted to finish his sentence. He opened the door to room 201 and quietly stepped in. The moon provided just enough light for him to tip toe in and put his bags down. Sighing deeply, he sat down with his back to the wall. He stared at the moon for a short while before looking around the room to see what the state of the room was.

At the other end of the room there was a large plastic bag overflowing with MgRonalds wrappers. From the sheer size of the bag, Ashiya assumed that at least 20 burgers had been ordered. His brain didn’t have enough energy to even get angry about that right now. Maou and Lucifer were both sleeping soundly in their usual spots, sprawled out without a care in the world.

Ashiya opened his bag. Even though they didn’t ‘use’ the room at the love hotel, being the stingy man that he was, he snuck some of the complimentary ‘mints’ and soap into his bag to take home. He carefully took them and placed them in the cabinet under the sink. Even though he was still unsure of their exact use, he had paid for the hotel room and wanted to get his money’s worth. The finances of the Devil King’s Castle on earth were no laughing matter, and Ashiya would keep anything if it meant they could save a few hundred yen later.

He let out a quiet yawn. Better get to sleep soon, so he could wake up and make breakfast for the two demons sleeping beside him. Ashiya quietly prepared his bedding and slid under the covers. What a long day it had been for him.

He fell asleep almost immediately, completely unaware of the ticking time-bomb he had just placed under the cabinet.

“aa...Ms. Suzuki…how good to…mmm…see…no…I” Ashiya muttered in his sleep.

But that’s a story for another day...

#hataraku maou-sama!#fanfic #rika suzuki #shirou ashiya

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Bleach OC: Watanabe Fumiko

Name: Watanabe Fumiko

Age: Same age as Ichigo and Gang

Birthday: January 18th (Capricorn)

Race: Full-bringer/Human

Physical Traits: Black Hair/Dark Turquoise hair, amber eyes, Average Build/Height (5’4”-5’5”), Her canine fang is a bit sharper, has a cowlick/hair ends, a scar from a Hollow attack on her arm.

Weak constitution is normally fine/has fainted due to overexertion; normal to have fevers

Clothes; Likes to wear skirts, with either long socks, shorts, or leggings underneath. Wears typically boots, and short sleeved hoodies when possible. She also wears a variation of gloves but typically wears arms sleeves/wraps to cover her scar; even though most people can’t see it too clearly without spiritual abilities.

Personality: Pessimistic, Responsible, disciplined, good manners/polite, unforgiving, anxious, kind/compassionate,

Strengths: Responsible, disciplined, self-control, good manners

Weakness: Know it all, unforgiving, condescending, expects the worst

Likes: Family, Tradition, Music (particularly singing), quality craftsmanship, flowers, sweets/cute things, peaches

Dislikes: hard things, tense (situations), umeboshi, bugs

Abilities:

- Uses a Fullbringer weapon, a Naginata, with the object being an Ornamental Hairpin

- Her singing voice. Embedded in her vocal waves, carries some spiritual aspect to it and can have a variation of effects. Depending n the emotions or effect of the song, Fumiko can produce an effect in her song which can effect people.

o This becomes more apparent after the Aizen incident, when her Hollow side adds to the effect of her singing; affecting other Hollows in the process.

Backstory Info:

Fumiko is the only child of Watanabe Karou and Watanabe Akikra. Her parents first met when her mother was being marked by a Hollow of her deceased parents who abused her. Her father, Karou, who had some level of spiritual sense, also went to the same university as Akikra, was concerned for her when he felt something off.

When he followed her one day to make sure she got home safe, he saw the Hollow attacking Akikra and was surprised. He managed to rescue Akikra long enough for a Shinigami to come by and he ran with Akikra in tow.

This is also when Karou and Akikra first met Kurosaki Isshin and Masaki. Isshin and Masaki helped the pair and got to know each other over the years.

After that event, Karou and Akikra became a couple and got married. They later gave birth to Fumiko and raised her in Karakura.

Fumiko grew up with her parents, but also her grandmother, Chiho: who grew up in a strict household and decided to live away from the main family. Long after her husband had died and made sure the main household would operate fine when in the hands of the next “leader”, Chiho decided to live with her son Karou; he decided to live away from the family and be independent when he was old enough. Chiho also came consequently when Akikra was pregnant with Fumiko.

What Fumiko remembered the most of Chiho was her grandmother tending to the garden, wearing her kimono, and the ornamental hairpin that she kept in her hair. Chiho taught Fumiko many things early in life, traditions from their family and how to use a Naginata.

One day, Fumiko was riding her bike with her family in tow. She decided to go faster and created some distance between her and her family; despite her family’s warnings.

Then all of a sudden, a Hollow attacked her and Fumiko received a bite mark on her arm that became a scar. That was her first encounter with a Hollow. Her parents and grandmother got to her in time and was told she got it from falling off her bike.

Fumiko believed it but she also knew it was a lie. She still has re-occurring nightmares of that event and flinches when she sees a Hollow.

Her grandmother one day gave her the pin that she always wore, and three days later, Chiho had died due to an ‘accident’.

Fumiko felt the loss of her grandmother and were at time tried to throw away the pin, but she never could and carries it with her; but never using it really.

This was how Fumiko got closer to Ichigo, as she went to the same grade school as him. They had always known each other but never got closer beyond classmates. When the news of Fumiko’s grandmother had passed away, Ichigo and Fumiko found solidarity in each other based on their experiences; due to the close time and spacing between Masaki’s and Chiho’s deaths.

Fumiko also became slightly closer to Tatsuki throughout it all.

As time went on, Fumiko and Ichigo got closer and were friends. This led to Fumiko coming over to Ichigo’s home many times and was already acquainted with Isshin due to her parents. She also helped take care of Yuzu and Karin, and occasionally the twins will refer her to as “Fumiko-nee” or a variation of that.

In middle school, Ichigo introduced Sado/Chad to Fumiko, who found the boy charming in his own way and found it commendable for his loyalty towards Ichigo.

In her second year of Junior High, Fumiko was asked out by a boy who was her classmate at the time. Fumiko didn’t reciprocate his feelings, but the boy persisted, making her uncomfortable.

Ichigo stepped in one day when things were getting out of hand and came to her defense. Though it was never stated, Ichigo and Fumiko acted like Ichigo was her boyfriend. To further drive the point and make it more believable, Ichigo offered to act as Fumiko’s boyfriend, “to make sure the creep stopped”, and not seeing how this could go wrong, agreed.

This lasted for an entire year and went until the end of Junior High.

Right before they were to enter Karakura High School, Fumiko and Ichigo talked with each other and broke it off; since the guy pursuing her was not going to be in the same high school as them since his parents had to move for work and wanted him to enter another high school in the same district as them.

Ichigo and Fumiko broke it off in good terms and continued as friends; though there is still some form of love between them.

The only person who knew of their relationship upfront was Sado/Chad, Tatsuki, and a speculation from Orihime.

Fumiko in a sense, still loves Ichigo, but is aware that she can’t be with him forever. She knows too much about him already and can’t support him the way that is best for him (i.e. allowing him to go out due to his sense of protection when she knows ultimately that he will be injured heavily). She can only support him as a friend but nothing else.

She promised Ichigo she’ll be there for him, but she is not the one for him.

Overtime, Fumiko has a growing appreciation for Sado/Chad for not only for his loyalty, but also his quiet but strong demeanor. However, what frustrates her about Sado is his own sense of recklessness; making Fumiko worry for him.

Full-Bringer:

Object: Fumiko’s Grandmother’s Ornamental Hairpin

Description: A wooden pole, with a regular naginata blade. The handguard is shaped with a four petal flower.

Background:

The object itself is actually very old. Chiho inherited from her own mother when she reached a certain age, and the line of inheritance goes back to Chiho’s great grandmother. It was later revealed by Kisuke that the ornamental hair was made as a protective charm against Hollows; as for some reason, the female members of the descents were always targeted by Hollows due to their unique Resihi.

The actual process of making these protective charms was mostly lost due to an incident and many of the females of the descents had little or none spiritual energy. There were records left behind that explained how but without any spiritual sense, the information was useless.

Until the faithful day that Fumiko came into the world. Due to the circumstances of her birth, Fumiko was born as a Fullbringer and being Chiho’s descent, her spiritual energy was stronger. Chiho had a certain level of spiritual sense, so she knew she had to come up with another way to make another protective charm.

She poured the records but lacked the actual power to make one properly; this is when she came into contact with Kisuke; recognizing him from not their world. She went to him with the records and wanted him to figure a way how to make a protective charm, but when Kisuke was about on his way to doing so, Fumiko was attacked.

Chiho frightened that her grandchild would die from being attacked again, she gave Fumiko the hairpin as she thought that Kisuke would be able to make one fast enough.

However, this proved to be wrong as Chiho was attacked by a Hollow and died. The whole incident was written off as an ‘unfortunate accident’ but Fumiko and her parents knew better.

Kisuke held the records for his safe keeping until Fumiko was old enough or developed any spiritual progress.

One day, when Fumiko was walking with Yuzu and Karin, she noticed a Hollow following them. Fumiko panicked as the flashback of her being attacked Hollow ran through her mind. The only thought she could was take her to Kisuke’s as it was nearby.

Fumiko gave the twins some money and told them with a smile to buy some candy and stay with the nice man, since she had a boring errand to do and left with Kisuke and Tessai yelling after her.

The Hollow scar on her arm throbbed as she got the attention of the Hollow, leading it away as far as she could. It eventually caught up to her and was blown away from it’s attack.

Flashbacks raged through her mind from all those years ago and Fumiko remembered her grandmother. She gripped the ornamental hairpin and closed her eyes to brace for the inevitable.

In a split moment, she remembered all the people she knew and how she was going to leave behind and felt something within her burn.

At that moment, the Hollow shirked and Fumiko opened her eyes to see the ornamental hairpin replaced with a ko-naginata. The pole was made out of the same wood as the ornamental hair pin, with a sleek single-edged blade. The handguard that was normally round, was replaced with a handguard designed with a four-petal flower.

Founding new found power, Fumiko fought against the Hollow. It took a bit but with help from Kisuke and Yourichi who came by, Fumiko was enlightened about the world around her.

She was then told of the secret behind the Ornamental Hairpin and how it would protect her. However, due to her growing power it would still attract Hollows and Kisuke wasn’t sure if the charm would no longer be effective.

It was later discovered, after the whole incident with Aizen and when her ornamental hairpin broke, it was had supressed her more Hollow side to her until it broke due to the experimentation by Aizen.

More Bio information:

Due to the nature of how Fumiko was born and what occurred in her early life, Fumiko contains a more dominant Hollow aspect to herself then most Fullbringers. The ornamental charm aids in supressing it however, allowing Fumiko to live unassumingly.

However, as time went on with her spiritual powers growing stronger, her Hollow side also growing in turn, the ornamental charm could only do so much. This lead to allowing her Hollow side to surface but it was never a take over.

This all changed during the Arrancar Arc.

When Fumiko was coming back from the Karakura hospital after getting a check-up and getting a refill of her prescriptions, she felt an immense spiritual pressure. Recognizing it when she encountered Yammy and Ulquiorra, she ran as far as she could from the Hospital. As time went on, her Hollow side started to surface, and she tried to force it down, with her scar reacted strongly to the spiritual pressure. This all caused her to feel sick and made her numb.

Before Fumiko knew it, she was kidnapped by an Arrancar. No one knew she had gone missing and the Shinigamis who were there, arrived to late to know Fumiko was gone either. Ichigo and Sado, who typically accompanied Fumiko, were also none of the wiser due to their own circumstances (with Ichigo training and Sado still unconscious and healing from Yammy). The others were too pre-occupied and Orihime wasn’t aware of Fumiko’s appearance either. Uruyuu who was closer, didn’t also notice due to recovering his spiritual pressure.

An effect was induced somehow, where no one realized she was missing until it was far too late.

This all slowly came to light when Orihime was being held hostage by Aizen. Ichigo and Sado thought it was weird that Fumiko hadn’t come by, but due to Ichigo’s nature; believed it was a good idea that Fumiko didn’t come and assumed she was resting at home.

While Orihime was at the Huenco Muecho, she wasn’t aware that Fumiko was in the same building; as Aizen conducted experiments onto Fumiko due to her more Hollow nature, and proceeded if he could make her into an Arrancar or something else. He also performed psychological manipulation as he showed images of Ichigo and the others all blissfully unaware that Fumiko was here. He also emphasized that they knew Orihime was missing and went to save her, and they weren’t here because of Fumiko.

This slowly lead to Fumiko’s mental state to become unbalanced and the final trigger occurred when Aizen tells her that they didn’t care enough about her or included her enough. Fumiko finally caves in, due to the fact she already expects the worse, and her Hollow side erupted from her; taking over due to the instability. Her ornamental hairpin was on the verge of breaking and Fumiko used her fullbringer as her weapon that became warped as well.

This caused Fumiko to become an Arrancar but with a Hollow mindset before Aizen released her to attack her friends.

This caused everyone to realize that Fumiko wasn’t back home and she was here the entire time, and they were all unaware that she was missing with Orihime.

This later caused Ichigo to feel guilty afterwads that he failed to protect Fumiko and that he didn’t pay attention to her. Sado also felt guilty because he felt just as protective and close to Fumiko and she was Ichigo’s close one (as he was also aware that Ichigo and Fumiko had dated in Junior High). Orihime also felt bad because the others were here to rescue her but not Fumiko, which lead to this state and that she didn’t check on Fumiko before she left.

After the group manages to save her, Fumiko’s ornamental hairpin shattered causing her to be unstable even further. Fumiko was entrusted into the hands of Sado who was there to keep her calm and console her; with Orihime doing her best to heal Fumiko.

After the whole Aizen incident and Ichigo losing his powers, Fumiko and Ichigo got back together again to support each other. With Fumiko still recovering from her ordeal and unable to ground herself, and Ichigo feeling guilty and that by being with her, he could protect her more and make up for it all. He also does this to be able to protect he cares about.

Later down the road, Ichigo and Fumiko have a talk where they talk about what happened and Fumiko later confesses to Ichigo while she still loves him and will be there for him, they both know they aren’t meant to be together in the end as she can’t let him do what he needs to do. She however promises if at some point they don’t get together with anyone, they would get together.

Later however, Fumiko confesses to Ichigo that she may have fallen in love with Sado; to which Ichigo fully encourages and supports her (which Ichigo later manages to get out Sado that he too has feelings for Fumiko).

Why Aizen kidnapped Fumiko:

This all took place during the time when the Ichigo and gang went to rescue Rukia in the Soul Society. Along the way, Fumiko got separated and encountered Aizen; which her (Hollow) instincts knew something was off and that he was a threat.

Fumiko remembered very little other then fighting someone and a part of herself was brought out; and was heavily injured.

Aizen was interested at seeing Fumiko but was even more interested when he saw Fumiko again when Yammy and Ulquiorra first appeared in Karakura town, upon seeing the development.

This development was kickstarted when Fumiko arrived at the scene and saw Sado’s heavily injured state and was thrown into a rage; allowing her Hollow self to appear. This is when the ornamental hairpin begins to break.

After the Aizen incident, Urahara later reveals the truth to Fumiko about her heritage and how her Grandmother came by to see him. He later gives Fumiko the rundown about the ornamental hairpin, which lead to Fumiko training to control her Hollow side as well as learning how to make new ornamental hairpins.

(crosses into Fullbringer Arc).

How Fumiko confesses to Sado and ends up with him:

Fumiko had a growing affection for Sado but she never acted upon them. It was more of a quiet adoration. However, as time goes on by and when things becoming more intense, Fumiko becomes more worried for Sado due to his own protective nature and loyalty.

While she admires Sado for it, she also irks at it because it’s very similar to how Ichigo acts out.

Before and during the Fullbringer Arc, Fumiko and Sado got closer as he checks up on her when he can. There are times they have hung out together and a growing affection is created between them.

Sado is also there for Fumiko when she has a mental relapse, due to the experimentation and psychological damage from Aizen; as well as her being there for her when her Hollow side becomes too hard to supress.

While she is also vulnerable to Ichigo about these matters, she is less frequent with him since she can tell he still feels empty and lost from losing his spiritual powers.

Sado is particularly helpful because he doesn’t need to say anything and this allows Fumiko feels secure when she is enveloped by him.

This later makes Sado feel more attached to Fumiko but refrained from getting to close because to him, Fumiko belonged to Ichigo.

After Fumiko and Ichigo break up again (on good terms once more), Sado becomes closer to Fumiko but still keeps himself back a little. It’s only after Sado is fighting a Hollow and protects Fumiko, that she finally snaps and breaks down that she loves Sado just as much she did for Ichigo, and she can’t see him use himself as a Shield and take all the hits; even if he can handle it all.

This mental imbalance in Fumiko, brings out her Hollow side and her voice drew out a ton of Hollows; which Fumiko and Sado fought off. When they barely scrapped by and took refuge at Urahara’s; they waited for Orihime to come by and this is when Fumiko and Sado have a talk with each other (with Fumiko being emotional and losing her composure).

This caused Sado to feel compelled and kiss Fumiko, shocking her but was welcomed.

After the physical sign of a confession, Sado also confesses his feelings orally for Fumiko and offer to try out going out together to explore these new developments.

Fumiko agrees and that’s when Sado and Fumiko pursued a romantic relationship. They were about to seal the deal but were interrupted by a smirking Urahara who warned them not to get too invested since Orihime was here.

Along with Orihime, Ichigo and Uruyuu also came by to see if the two were alright. Though it was never explicitly said in the moment, the others had a hunch that something had developed between Sado and Fumiko; with Uruyuu noticing first and Ichigo and Orihime.

#my OC #oc info #oc introduction #bleach oc #Watanabe Fumiko

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