#Kirin Cup

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Japan vs. Uruguay | 2023 Kirin Challenge Cup | Predictions FIFA 23

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2023 Kirin Challenge Cup Fourth Match, Japan vs Peru

Japan’s fourth match in the Kirin Challenge Cup and the last match of the season saw themselves challenging Peru, a tough-to-crack South American team. The match was played at the Panasonic Suita Stadium on Tuesday 20 June and ended in a 4-1 win for Japan which proved the effectiveness and possible future implementations of the 4-1-4-1 formation in high-stakes games such as the upcoming 2024…

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Bird & Fox

Chapter 9

Fox's new friend?

Last night, you had a passionate feeling. You and little Robin had a wonderful date and adventure. In fact, neither of them counted. You just passed by to do a heroic act, flirted and played with little Robin, then went home. That's all.

The first thing you did when got home was check your body and equipment. Although you were unscathed by the two grenades, but still checked equipment just in case. You simply adjusted the equipment to its state and added some new functions.

Basic inspection and adjustment of equipment is something you must know. You fight alone and cannot expect others to share this responsibility for you. The structure and performance are confidential, you don't want others to know the structure of the equipment. After all, this is in your own interest.

You put the equipment on the table, turn on the lights in the room, sit on the chair, put on glasses make yourself see more clearly, turn on the music player to reduce the noise outside to disturb you, you repeat confirm check carefully again and again.

Equipped with advanced electronic technology, all data will be transmitted to the computer and then obtained. For example, grenade explosion just now, you can find out from the computer that the defense of the equipment is 100%, which only reduces the damage value by 10%. High-tech durable equipment is matched with physical ability.

You are good at fighting and tricks. It is simple to react and move with your body, but as long as you encounter equipment problems, it will make you so brain-burning. No matter how many books you read and absorb the essence of various knowledge, you have to rely on own experience and technology to support you to reach your level.

You make some changes to equipment, doubling defense to minimizing damage to your body. You can do this because you have a special physique, and you can adapt to changes with advanced equipment. After you are done, you take off your glasses, gently cover your forehead with your palm, and rub the acupuncture points on your temples to relieve fatigue.

Don’t know if your physical strength has been consumed, but a sense of sleepiness surges into your heart. Your tired eyes begin to close gradually, and then you fall asleep on the table.

It’s already afternoon when you wake up. You leave the table, raise your hands and stretch, then lean back in a chair in a daze. The clock on the wall shows three o’clock in the afternoon.

It’s almost time to wake up. You put away all your equipment and leave the room. You see Kirin playing in the living room. You go into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, and then fill Kirin’s dog bowl with food.

You sit on the sofa with your legs crossed, watching the drama on TV. You switch to the news channel broadcasting the news about little Robin fighting criminals with you. The title is Batman's newest partner Gotham Runner.

However, didn't expect your appearance would make you more famous. You can see your figure appearing on the screen few days. You have never played the role of a hero. Before, you were known as Kitsune when you were on missions, and now you have the bad name Gotham Runner.

You are very annoyed when see the name Gotham Runner. You throw a pillow on the ground, jump off the sofa, stomp your foot. Fighting criminals not a bad thing, but can you come up with a good name? It feels so bad after seeing it several times.

"Batman's partner..." you muttered to yourself.

You picked up Kirin took him to the bathtub. You squeezed some soap and rubbed it on him. Dogs not like humans, wash him gently, not wanting to use force and strip all his fur. You turned on the shower rinse off the soap on his body, then stepped back to let him shake off the water, then you wrapped him up with a towel.

You took a photo with Kirin wrapped in a towel and sent it to Jason, hoping he could see Kirin's face while he was working. At least animals can heal people's hearts. You were also worried about his safety. Although you knew it was work, still hoped that he would reply you and would feel at ease. Ten minutes later, you received a reply from Jason, and you opened it excitedly.

🏍️：Kirin yo…

🏍️：I miss him, the furry one.

🐶：Only Kirin?

🏍️：I miss you the most.

🏍️：I will come back as soon as possible.

🏍️：Wait for me.

🐶：We play together again when you come back.

🏍️：I will, I promise.

🐶：Not disturb you first, bye~

🏍️：Hey…

🐶：？

🏍️：I really miss you.

🐶：😆

You very happy to receive his reply, and felt he was by your side. You hoped his work would go smoothly and return safely. You noticed it was already evening, you quickly wiped Kirin clean to prevent him from catching a cold, and hung his towel on the balcony to dry.

It was dinner time, you went to the street see if there were any good places to eat and have fun. You walked to an unfamiliar street and saw a group of people gathered together. You could hear their noise and the sound of breaking things, you followed them to see what was going on.

It was a group of thugs beating up a girl, but it was the thugs who were beaten up. You noticed the girl who fought back was wearing red and black clothes, had playful twin ponytails, one pink on left and the other blue on right, like the color of poker, and the makeup on her face made her look crazy.

There were only onlookers around, no one even called the police. You watched a group of thugs beat up a girl. Pay attention, the girl's muscles are really strong, the proportion of her hands and legs is obviously advantageous. Her sexy and exaggerated dress and playful twin ponytails make you look familiar.

Your mind turned, remembered who she was. You had seen her on TV. This crazy girl is the most famous crazy queen in Gotham City, Harley Quinn. You curiously asked the onlookers nearby, saying that a group of thugs harassed her, soiled her clothes, and knocked the food out of her hands, which led to the current situation.

They deserved it. They were lustful and suffered the consequences. They had to provoke such troublesome people. However, her movements were really big. She rode on the shoulders of a thug, pinched his head with her legs, and punched other people in the face with her hands. Her strong body and strength, and her ruthless fighting style, would kill them if they were careless.

One of the fallen thugs quietly crawled away while the chaos was still going on. He took a breath and stood up with all his strength to escape. Harley Quinn now was busy fighting with other and hadn't noticed someone else had slipped away.

The thug wiped the blood off his face and passed behind you. "Damn crazy bitch."

You feel unhappy when hear his tone. This kind of person is the most boring. He dares to stir up trouble but doesn't have courage to deal with it. He doesn't even know where his bottom line is and not back down until he is beaten to a pulp. You take a step back stretch out your right foot trip him.

She beat the other thugs to the ground. The onlookers looked at the thugs who fell to the ground. The sound of the crowd reached Harley Quinn's ears. She turned around saw the thugs fell to the ground. She licked her lips walked over excitedly to step on.

"Wow~ Look who is the little cutie who escaped."

She grabbed the thug with one hand and punched him in the face with the other hand. These punches really broke his face. You don't want to be messed with her, you choose to leave. Continue to watch the fun, even you will be unnecessarily implicated.

You leave the bustling place go to a nearby restaurant for dinner. You find a seat sit down, order a plate of red sauce pasta and a glass of iced lemon tea. While waiting, many people having dinner and chatting in the restaurant, some drinking, and an old man sitting at the bar telling stories. The atmosphere of the whole restaurant is very lively and interesting.

As you are immersed in the current atmosphere, the door of the restaurant is kicked open by someone, everyone in the restaurant focuses their attention on the door. The girl with playful twin ponytails and exaggerated sexy clothes is standing there. It is Harley Quinn. She looks around as she is looking for something.

She raised her hand waved in the air, "Hello! Don't mind me, I'm looking for someone~"

She swaggered into the restaurant, no one dared to look at her face. After all, she was a famous crazy woman and no one wanted to provoke her. She walked to each table, pinching people's cheeks for a long time, but they were not the people she was looking for, she let go and go to another table.

Until finally she walked to your side, tilted her head to look at you, you raised your head looked at her with a smile, from a close distance, her face still retained the scars of the fight just now. She put her hands on your table, her eyes widened and her face came over to smile at you, you looked at her with a confused expression.

She whispered in your ear, "It was you who tripped him just now, right?", she left your ear and laughed, you didn't answer any of her questions, just kept silent as usual. She stretched out her scarred hand to touch your hair, then brought your hair to her lips and kissed it.

After she finished these strange actions, she sat down in front of you with her sexy buttocks. She showed you a naughty smile and held her own cheeks with both hands. She was as difficult to deal with as the rumors said, a smart, crazy and sexy girl.

You reached out to drink lemonade, and she poured the water into her mouth first. She licked her lips and pushed the cup in front of you. You looked at the remaining drink in the cup, poured the drink into your mouth. After swallowing the drink, you put the cup aside.

Under the table, she slightly raised her feet and playfully crossed your feet with her irresistible toes. She put two fingers on the table and moved towards you little by little until her fingers reached in front of your hand. She drew a heart on your palm with her index finger.

"So! It's you, right?" she said loudly, then asked softly.

You couldn't hide it from her, you just nodded to indicate that she guessed right.

She couldn't stop smiling, raised her hands and clapped non-stop, the applause continued, and then she stood up excitedly and left seat, she sat on the table with her sexy ass, her feet swinging back and forth freely, and lifted your chin with a finger to make your eyes look at her face, she bit and licked her lips "What's your name?"

"Y/N."

When she heard your name, she was full of excitement and joy. She extended hand to shake your hand in a friendly way. She didn't give you a chance to take it back and pulled your hand shook it tightly without any hesitation. "Hello, Harley Quinn, you can call me Harley."

"Hello." After you greeted her, you saw her laughing excitedly and shaking your hand up and down.

She sat back in the chair and crossed her feet, leaning her hands on the chair next to her. "So... why did you trip him?"

"Accident."

She laughed and slapped the table. "Hahaha, jeez,it was him."

You nodded, your feet were shaking under the table. "Yes, it was him."

She grabbed your hand pulled it in front of her, staring the watch on your wrist with a serious look. Although your watch looks like an ordinary watch, it is also one of the equipment. At least there is an electric shock device inside to prevent situations like Nightwing.

Harley's ignorant expression is so funny, her eyes are wide open as she saw a treasure, she gently strokes with her fingers, her eyes keep blinking and mouth makes different movements. Rumor she is a crazy beauty, and her boyfriend is a crazier person in Gotham City, everyone's fear, Batman's nemesis, Joker.

"Your watch is so cool!" She held your hand tightly and didn't let go.

"Thank you."

She let go of your hand and smiled, "You are so bad."

It's so strange to hear her say that. She is indeed worse and crazier than you. She is one of the most famous people in Gotham City for her craziness. She and Joker teamed up bomb the entire Gotham City. You still remember it vividly. "How is it possible? You are worse than me."

She kept shaking her head to indicate that you were wrong. Her playful twin ponytails swayed, her index finger placed in front of you swung left and right. "No, No, No. You are wrong. I am not bad, I am crazy."

You put your chin back, your mouth slightly raised, your left eyebrow raised, and nodded slightly. "Since you said so."

She swiped her fingers left and right on the table, her eyes with two-tone eye makeup never left your sight, she smiled that you could see her teeth. "Don't just talk about me. What about you? Are you bad? Are you crazy? You don't look as crazy as I do."

You moved closer to her "I don't know myself."

She also leaned forward, the smile on her lips gradually revealed. "You, you are so hidden."

No matter how crazy she became, she still had a smart mind. She once worked as a psychiatrist in Arkham Asylum and was assigned to try to treat Joker. In the process of getting along, she was attracted by Joker's crazy personality. To sum up these things, don't know whether to say she is love-brained or smart.

Love is terrible. Fall in love with a madman and become addicted to him. She helped Joker escape from prison, arrested and imprisoned. Her medical license was revoked and she was considered a mental patient. She had a bright future, but started a criminal career and ruined her glory.

She was an Olympic-level gymnast and acrobat, with above-average agility and fighting skills. Unlike Joker, she can also act rationally and pretend to be a normal person. She can even deceive Arkham's psychologist and be discharged directly.

You are wondering who will win if the two of you fight. After all, you have never come into contact with or fought with such a person, you have not yet fully grasped her level, but you can feel her strength.

"Harley Quinn!" Suddenly a loud shout came.

A stone came from nowhere hit the window of the restaurant. The sound of glass breaking into pieces woke you up. Everyone was frightened by the loud sound. You looked at the broken window saw it was the thugs who came to seek revenge.

You looked back at your seat. Harley, who was sitting in front of you disappeared. Some customers afraid and hid under the table. The situation is even worse now. The thugs have walked in. It is obvious the target is Harley Quinn. What should you do now?

It is a wise choice for Harley to run away in the face of sudden threats. It is very disadvantageous for those who are implicated and you. You want to run away directly, but can't reveal identity directly. Now you can only try "that".

You hide hands under the table make a ninjutsu seal. With the help of seals, you can transform what you have refined into a "jutsu" and release it. Need a calm mind to ensure the correctness of the seal, and need skilled techniques to ensure that there are no mistakes in the seal. Any negligence will cause the failure of the jutsu reduce its power and waste.

After you perform the "jutsu", black fog begins to emerge and covers the surroundings. You stand up hide in the darkness as the black fog spreads. Your figure gradually disappears. Even disappear, you can still see the thugs and innocent people. You activate the device to automatically put the hidden equipment on you, and transform into Kitsune.

"Damn it! What's going on!"

"What the hell is this black fog? Where is that crazy woman?!"

"Help!"

The chaotic voices are so fucking annoying. People only scream for help and complain all the time, you have heard this kind of voice too many times, so boring that you are numb to it, even memorized it by heart, but now all can do is beat them down, otherwise will become a sea of ​​blood.

Someone pulls out a pistol, you rush and grab his wrist, he is about to pull the trigger, you grab his wrist twist it upwards so that he fires two shots on the ceiling , you step on his foot snatch the gun from his hand, aim at his neck and transmit electricity to shock him, he falls to the ground, you dismantle the gun throw it on the ground and blend into the black fog.

"Damn! What was that just now!"

"That mask! It's Gotham Runner!"

Someone attacked you from behind, he was holding a long stick about to hit you hard, you split your legs to quickly dodge, you backflipped and retreated to the bar, you took a bottle of wine threw it at them, the bottle broke the wine spilled on them, you snapped fingers and let the flames burn at your fingertips.

A thug attacked from front, someone hit him in the face with a stick, it was Harley Quinn who came out of nowhere, she leaned behind you, winked at you "I'm here to help~", you didn't completely trust her, but at least she helped you reduce the number of thugs.

The thugs in front of you who were splashed with wine were about to rush over. You pointed flaming fingertips at them, "If you dare to mess with me again, don't blame me turning you into ashes." Your words and fire scared them back. You flicked your hand extinguish the fire on your fingertips. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the thugs were in chaos, you defeated the remaining ones with the fastest speed and non-lethal damage.

After about fifteen minutes, you raised your finger to contact the "jutsu" to disperse the black fog. The thugs just knocked down and some frightened customers were on the ground around you. The sound of several police cars sounded, they stepped into with guns and saw the chaos had been calmed down.

One of the police pointed a gun at you, "Don't move! Put your hands up!"

In a blink of an eye, Harley disappeared again, but you roughly knew where she was. You walked up to the policeman, his gun pointed at your chest, "You're too slow." You left this sentence and disappeared. Some of them even took their phones to record the clip. This was the first time you appeared in such a conspicuous moment.

You went to a silent place, you jump high reach the roof, someone was waiting for you there. The elegant and playful twin ponytails, the sexy and charming buttocks, the perfect muscle contours, you know who she is, she is Harley Quinn.

She greeted you with applause, "Hello~"

"Aren't you going home? Hot girl."

Her eyes widened, face full of joy, hands covering her surprised mouth, and enthusiastically rushed over to hug you, subconsciously you stretched out your hands push her face away "How do you light the fire! How do you turn into mist! Teach me!"

You can't honestly share with her, just give her a perfunctory answer to shut her big mouth, you raise your hands and wave them around pretending nothing happened "Just let it go and you can do it."

She shook her hair then stood in front of you, very close, her chest pressed against yours, she trying to attract your attention "I thought you would teach me, by hand, hahahaha!"

"What do you want from me?" you asked.

"How do you transform? How do you use those weird moves?" She shook her head left and right.

"Secret, I didn't transform, I just came to help when I passed by the restaurant."

She let go of you and pointed at your chest, "No, No! You're lying! You've been in the restaurant and chatting with me!"

Seeing that the matter has been exposed, you can't hide your secrets, just let her see how strong your murderous intention is. You pinched her fingers hard, and before you broke her fingers, "I have cleaned up the mess for you. I also concealed for you when you hid. If you dare to expose my identity, you can try it."

A pressure came over her, and she wanted to retract her fingers but couldn't. To be honest, you are not afraid of losing in terms of brute force. Although your muscles are not very strong, you still have strength. "Do you know where I'm hiding?!"

You pinch her fingers pull them over to smell, with more force than before. "Toilet. Your hands smell like soap. It's from the restaurant bathroom."

She faces you with admiring eyes and a smile, because you pinched her so hard, her expression is still a little awkward. She pulls her fingers tries to get out. "Fuck! It hurts!"

Suddenly, you release her fingers she falls back and sits on the ground. She rubs her sore butt with her hands. You don't understand why she wants to pester you, and it doesn't seem like she's looking for trouble. You should ignore her and go home to rest. You are about to leave but you realize something is wrong.

You dodge a flying kick. Harley puts down her foot and gives you a clapping "Wow wow wow! Do you have eyes behind you?! How did you know my flying kick is coming?!"

"It's a natural reaction." You said to her casually.

She whistled, slowly stopped clapping, "You're really good, I like you! Be my friend!" She stretched out her hand.

You looked at her scarred hands. "Why?"

"I think you're interesting!"

"If you want to recruit me work with Joker, I'm not interested." You gave a cold answer.

Suddenly she became quiet, realized something was wrong while looking at her. Her expression was no longer smiling, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but you can't take it lightly. Harley is also a famous liar. She mixed in the prison and helped Joker a lot to let him leave the prison smoothly. But you heard that Joker has disappeared, why didn't Harley disappear with him, and her dress is not like the clown costume before.

"He doesn't want me anymore, he has a new one." You heard this.

"Huh?" You were confused.

She suddenly started crying and wiped her nose with her sleeve. "Puddin broke up with me! He found a new love, they disappeared together!"

You felt sorry for her. You knew she was obsessed with Joker. They had been together for so many dangerous and crazy things. Harley gave up her future for Joker and fell into such a state. She even had a life-and-death battle. Even if Joker wanted her to die, Harley would willingly obey any of his crazy behaviors. It's not false that love can kill people.

"Joker's new love?" You asked curiously. Who is luckier than Harley?

"Punchy... Punch bag... Punchline" She sniffed.

What nickname did she give her? So who is she? "Hahaha, wow, ermmm... What a bad name."

She grabbed your shoulders, suddenly her strength increased. "You think she's bad too, right? Why did Puddin choose her instead of me? At least..." You saw something you shouldn't have seen. She burst into tears again. Joker's and his new love really hit her hard. Poor and terrible person.

"At least what?" you asked.

"I wouldn't be sad if he chose Batsy..." she muttered.

"Batsy? Who?" You were confused.

"Batman." You were so surprised to hear that. You knew that Batman and Joker were mortal enemies, but this was the first time you heard different news. If Joker and Batman ran away together, at least Harley wouldn't be angry. You really didn't know what kind of relationship Batman and Joker had.

You think about it again and again. Not strange for two men to be in love, one is the embodiment of justice in Gotham City, and the other is a terrifying madman. It would be amazing if the two of them had a spark. Something more exciting than gossip happened. Batman also has this hobby. What will happen in bed... You can't help but imagine various scenes in your mind.

You curious "Harley, what kind of relationship Batman and Joker have?"

She looked at your face with a lost expression "If….one of me and Batsy has to die, Puddin will definitely choose me..."

You don't quite understand relationship between the four of them, you see with your own eyes that Harley is now in such a state of decline. No one could touch Harley before, but now even the thugs on the street can beat her up. You sure her story with Joker is over. Her status is gone.

"Hey, why aren't you talking?" Harley called you.

"I was thinking, ummmm... I hope you can meet someone who can make you happy for the rest of your life, at least that person is not someone who uses you or wants to kill you." You are not very good at comforting people, you know very well wounds cannot be healed directly with a comforting word.

When she heard this, tears could not stop flowing, she flew over to you and you fell to the ground, her face buried in your chest rubbed tightly, you didn't know what to do with your hands that had nowhere to go, you put on her messy hair gently combed it, you couldn't comfort her with words, hoping that you could give her a little comfort.

For a while, she still hugged you tightly, not wanting to let go, she complained and cried in your arms, you let her vent as much as she wanted, at least it was better than fighting with her, enemies can also be friends, at least now is a peaceful day.

"You're a good person, you didn't leave me." Harley whispered.

"You hugged me with all your strength, I couldn't get rid of you, what can I do?"

"You can beat me..."

"I'm not that cruel."

Her face left your chest, raised up look at you, her makeup was smudged by her tears, her makeup was really thick and exaggerated, it faded so much when she cried. What if Joker cried, don't know he would be like her, you dare not imagine.

She no longer has that much strength, you start to move back away from her. She kneels on the ground wipes her tears with sleeves. Should you say she has it all to herself or that she doesn't understand love yet? You don't understand either. You have never tried to chase others for love without caring about your own life. Now seeing her so miserable is also a kind of relief for her.

You stand up to leave, and she calls you "Hey! What's your name?!"

You point yourself "My name is Kitsune, or you can call me Fox."

She quickly stands up from the ground and pulls your arm to bury it between her chest. You are shorter and she is taller. The distance between you is so close that you can feel each other's breathing, "Aren't you called Gotham Runner or Runny,that idiot name?"

"By the media, not my own will."

"Then I'll call you Batty!"

You tilt your head "Why!?"

She smiled, "Because you're cute! And you look like someone I know!"

It's indeed much better than Gotham Runner. "It's up to you, as long as you're happy."

She was so excited that you could feel her chest clamping your arm. "It's settled! Batty!"

In fact, when she wasn't crazy, she was still a cute girl. She just took the wrong direction and ruined by Joker. Hope she can heal the damage, pray that Joker will not come back, and the lucky girl named Punchy will not appear in front of her, so the damage to her can be reduced.

"Batty, are you Batman's side or Puddin's side?" Her question is not about right or wrong, the difference between the two is between justice and evil.

You shook your head, "I don't belong to anyone."

She let go and walked to your side, "You are a good person. I hope one day I won't receive news of your death or I will kill you myself."

You glanced at her and laughed, "Just think of it as bad luck."

Harley POV

After she turned into mist and disappeared from my sight, I was left alone wandering. The streets were quiet and comfortable. I could hear the sound of my high heels stepping on the ground. A crazy and cute girl was abandoned by her beloved Puddin. I missed Puddin's crazy smile and the tenderness brought by Batty.

I hugged myself closed my eyes to recall the time. She gestured with her hands like she was casting magic, turning the restaurant into a field of black mist, then transformed into a fox to beat the thugs to a pulp. She not like a fox, more like a bat, charming and blood-sucking.

She could have told them I was hiding in the toilet, but she didn't do it. After solving the problem, she didn't yell at me when she saw me again. She listened to my complaints patiently. She didn't find me annoying like Puddin. If we have the chance to meet again, I hope we will have a relationship like friends at that time.

"What are you doing here?" A rough and steady voice came.

It's the Dark Knight Batman! My friend Batsy! Actually, I just thought so. I jumped in front of him and said, "Nothing! Just a feast for the eyes."

Batsy asked me calmly, "Did you do that in the restaurant?"

I glared at him, holding my waist with both hands, "I was bullied by them, and there's nothing wrong with fighting back. But..."

"But?"

"I know someone who looks like you." I smiled.

"Really? Who is it?"

I nodded happily, "Gotham Runner! She's a good person! She feels like a mini Batman!"

After listening to what I said, Batsy turned away coldly and sternly as usual. I was wondering if Batsy and Batty would fight in the future. Would it be a fight of bites or a war of peace? The more I thought about it, the more curious I became about which side would win, and which side would become each other's food.

Chapter 9 End.

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DnD and Taoism

My friend @digitalagepulao recently told me about the "Heroes' Feast" from Dungeons & Dragons.

This reminded me of the Xingchu (行厨, "Traveling Canteen or Mobile Kitchen") from circa 4th-century CE Taoist literature. Immortals can summon this spirit cookery to feed guests with celestial food:

Another indication that the [immortal cultivator]’s alternative cuisine featured marvelous and exotic ingredients is the curious business of the “traveling canteen,” “mobile kitchen,” or cuisines de voyage (as xingchu 行厨 has been variously rendered), a sumptuous banquet of delicacies served up by spirits anywhere on command to those who know how to summon it. The ability to summon the traveling canteen allowed for easy procurement of distant, rare foodstuffs. In Traditions [of Divine Transcendents] we read that the adept Li Gen “could sit down and cause the traveling canteen to arrive, and with it could serve twenty guests. All the dishes were finely prepared, and all of them contained strange and marvelous foods from the four directions, not things that were locally available.” In the hagiography of Wang Yuan and Ma gu (Maid Ma) we read: When they were both seated, they called for the traveling canteen. The servings were piled up on gold platters and in jade cups without limit. There were rare delicacies, many of them made from flowers and fruits, and their fragrance permeated the air inside [their host Cai Jing’s home] and out. When the meat was sliced and served, [in flavor] it resembled broiled mo, and was announced as kirin meat (Campany, 2002, p. 29).

This could be an interesting alternative for anyone who has set their DnD campaign in a world inspired by Asian fantasy.

Source:

Campany, R. F. (2002). To Live as Long as Heaven and Earth: A Translation and Study of Ge Hong’s Traditions of Divine Transcendents. United Kingdom: University of California Press.

[I have attached a PDF of the book above. But a weird glitch has made all the Fs in words with double Fs disappear (e.g. "o er" instead of "offer"). Please keep this in mind.]

[recurring-polynya]

Izakaya Kamenoya, part 3

It's been so long, and I kept getting busy with stuff, but rest assured, I have not stopped thinking about every shinigami's favorite watering hole, Izakaya Kamenoya, for even one second of that time, and today I am going to talk about what's really important: what kind of booze can you get there.

The multiplicity of drink options is honestly the thing I really love about Kamenoya. On a meta level, someone has to draw all this stuff, like, with their hands. I have no idea, actually, if the animators consider this sort of thing a break from all the powering up and sword fights and rolling across cave floors, or if they consider a Trip to the Bar to be really tedious. My point is, they very well could have just always drawn people drinking out of the same cups, except they didn't, they drew a series of loving close ups of sake-pouring and a variety of drinkware styles. On a more Watsonian level, I just like the idea that, like Alice's Restaurant, you can get anything you want at Izakaya Kamenoya. So let's get into it!

I think the thing that really made me notice this was this scene from the Amagai Arc, where you see Kira doing mokkiri, or overpouring his sake. (At least I think that's what he's doing. The articles I read sounded more like the server is supposed to do it, which emphasizes the establishment's generosity, so maybe Kira is just being a messy drunk. I'm pretty sure you're also not supposed to pour yourself sake, you're supposed to do it for your tablemates)

Often, mokkiri is done into a masu, which is a small square box that was used as a standard measure for rice. You can see Nanao drinking out of one here!

What kind of cup to drink your sake out of is a huge topic, but basically, it depends on the flavor and characteristics of the sake. The fact that Kira and the Lads are drinking out of clear glasses might imply that they're drinking chilled, summer-style sake (or possibly trying to appreciate the clarity of the vintage, as if this is what you call up Iba and Renji to go to the pub for).

I am not an expert, so I'm not going to attempt to identify exactly what these different cups would be classified as, but you can see a variety of shapes, sizes and materials.

I found less information on different shapes of tokkuri (that's the slightly bigger bottle that you serve from), but those come in a variety, as well. Mostly, they have either the large, oval-shaped jugs you can see in the first picture, or the more slender white ones in the second. I am really fond of these tall boys that Kira and Hisagi have, which seem to have straighter sides than the other kind, kind of like a milk bottle.

While we're looking at that picture, there's an ad on the wall for beer. Beer!

In modern times, beer is actually the most popular alcoholic beverage in Japan, which Wikipedia tells me came about after WWII because of restrictions on the use of rice. They've had beer since the Edo era, though, and many of today's major breweries got started in the late 1800s. I love the idea that beer is a thing you can get in Soul Society, but it's clear that it has not overcome sake in popularity the way it did in the World of the Living--which makes sense, because of they never had those restrictions. (In other words, throw this in the bucket of stuff like tattoos and attitudes toward homosexuality that I think diverged from the Living World because of weird quirks of history).

In fact, Kamenoya apparently imports beer from the World of Living (maybe it also has local brews as well).

Look how lovingly that bottle of Kirin is drawn. 😂 The fact that it's shown in a glass mug in the ad, but served in a Pilsner glass here supports the idea that there are multiple kinds of beer available. Now, I believe that Kirin Zero is non-alcoholic. It's surprisingly hard to do research on beer labels from 20 years ago. I couldn't find a label that looked exactly like that, and Kirin's non-alcoholic offering seems to be called Kirin Free now (Kirin Zero is now zero-carb and I couldn't figure out if it's alcoholic or not). In any case, I am choosing in my heart to believe that this is because of weird TV censorship and in no way implies that Rukia is not one of the champion drinkers of the Gotei-13.

Don't get me wrong! I love a bar that offers non-alcoholic options! You can also get tea at Kamenoya, which you can see Tobiume and Okyō drinking below; Momo has some as well (they also have a discussion about it)

earlier posts in this series: (part 1) (part 2)

[blackcatruse]

𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰

«prev. ❃ next» ❃ first chapter ❃ m.list ❃ ao3 pairing: r. haitani/fem!reader ↳ she/her, fem descriptors, nickname ❃ chapter synopsis: brunch with the haitanis and trying to figure out who's after the three deities. a normal day, actually. word count: 1.9k chapter cw(s): swearing, possible ooc a/n: you'll never guess who was so excited to start posting ashes on tumblr that she forgot to mention that this is an AU if you couldn't already tell :'D it loosely follows the Three Deities and Kanto Manji → Bonten pipeline. there is no timeleaping

You weren’t a stranger to emotional whiplash, but if someone told you that you’d be casually lounging with the Haitani brothers on their turf, you’d laugh in their face. Yet, here you were. To any normal person, hanging out with people that had beat you bloody a few weeks ago was an incomprehensible thought, but to you it was just another Tuesday.

Were you suspicious of their motives? Undoubtedly. Did you care? Not when the older Haitani had offered to buy you food. You may be a fuck up, but you weren’t an idiot. Free food was free food. And that’s how you ended up here at a quaint little bakery sitting across from the Haitani brothers. Ran was at least trying to make conversation between savoring bites of his mont blanc. Rindou stared out the window like he’d rather be anywhere else. If you were being honest, you wished he was too. But Ran and Rindou were a package deal whether you liked it or not. Couldn’t find one without encountering the other.

Your fork clinked against your plate as you cut into the crepe you had ordered. The sweetness permeated in your mouth as you took a bite and the tang of berries countered with a tart harmony. It took everything in you to not moan at the taste. After living off of cup noodles and prepackaged bento, something like this was a delicacy you wouldn’t take for granted. Part of you started to dream about everything you’d eat once you were free.

A jarring ring disrupted the quiet air and tamped down the beginnings of your daydream. Sighing, you grabbed your phone from your pocket and stared at the unknown caller ID. ���Gotta take this,” you said, flipping your phone open and pinning the phone between your ear and shoulder.

“Suzaku, what’s up?” You twiddled with your fork between your fingers.

“Lotus what the hell are you doing?”

“Pleasant as always,” you remarked. “I told you, I’m following a lead on this case. I think it could be important.”

“You have three days.”

“Yeah, so keep it cool for three days,” you told him, rolling your eyes. You tapped the prongs of your fork against the plate and you bounced your leg. “I don’t know why you’re rushing me, it’s not like it’s your ass on the line.”

“And you’re my subordinate. Do you know how hard it was to convince Kirin to let you do whatever the hell it is you’re doing?”

It was true that Suzaku was sticking his neck out for you, but it didn’t change the fact that at the end of the day, all the fault would fall on you. As it always did. You sighed. “Yeah, I know. I’ll meet with you tomorrow and let you know what I find.”

Suzaku was cut off as you ended the call. You stabbed at your crepe again before looking up to see both Haitani brothers looking at you. Right. Well, it wasn’t like you gave anything away.

“Trouble in paradise?” Ran asked, resting his chin in his hand.

“Ew, gross,” you snorted. “Suzaku’s been hounding me for results or else he’s shipping me back to where I came from.”

“Hell?”

You and Ran turned your heads to look at the younger Haitani. He didn’t look smug or tired or anything. His face was unreadable. You blinked a few times and a grin broke out on Ran’s face. You didn’t miss the glare that Rindou gave his older brother.

“Ha! You’re funny,” you said, pointing your fork at Rindou. “I wish he was sending me to hell instead. It’d probably be way cozier.”

You set the fork down before they could realize your hands had started shaking. You had a persona you had to keep up, after all. Putting a hand over your face, you groaned in exasperation before regaining your composure. “So,” you said, looking the brothers in the eye. “Why call me out here?”

“What? We can’t be friendly?” Ran’s shit-eating grin was borderline antagonistic.

“No, actually,” you deadpanned.

“That’s probably the smartest thing that’s come out of your mouth,” Rindou muttered, barely loud enough for you to catch.

You picked up your fork and jabbed it at him. “Shut it.” Another breath to rein in your irritation. “The job still doesn’t have a date, so something else is going on here.”

Ran tilted his head. Annoyance flashed behind his eyes as a lazy smile returned to his face. Rindou kept on glaring at you. Truly the peace between enemies could never remain. Not that it was surprising, but it did take longer than you’d originally thought for things to get this tense. They couldn’t kill you yet and you couldn’t tell if you should lament or exalt the fact.

“Did you find anything on your faux deals?” you asked, returning to your crepe.

“Nothing,” Ran answered. “They said they didn’t know who hired them. Whoever it was covered their tracks too well.”

“Yeah, our guys said the same. But they had an extra layer of people in between the people they were blackmailing and the ones who gave the orders. I tracked down the blackmailers but they didn’t know anything. They met at odd hours and never came face to face with the boss.”

You wouldn’t say that you had expected this to be easy, but you’d at least hoped for something. You had gotten ahold of Kichiro and that’s how you’d found the people blackmailing him and Hifumi, but those people didn’t get you any further. Without information, you were going to have to move to Plan B, which was risky. You wanted to avoid involving Kichiro and Hifumi more than necessary, but in order to get the one pulling the strings, you’d have to fall into the web.

Imagining that meeting with the Four Symbols made you chuckle. You doubted they’d approve of it. Hell, three of them didn’t even believe that there was a plot to get rid of the Three Deities. They would be stupid to try anything, you could hear Byakko’s snide comments. You could feel his eyes roam over your body without him being there. A shiver ran through your body. Yeah, this was ridiculous. You bit off more than you could chew. You would die before you got your freedom.

Ran snapped his fingers in front of your face, bringing you out of your spiraling thoughts. “What’s going on in that pretty little head?”

“Just thinkin’ about how much shit I’m gonna be in,” you answered honestly. You didn’t really see a point in lying to them. You didn’t possess any knowledge that would be of use. “Though,” you laughed at yourself bitterly, “that’s no different than how things have been.”

“Can we help?”

This time, you and Rindou snapped your attention to Ran. “What?!” Rindou all but screeched.

“Why the fuck are you offering? What’s the catch?” you asked warily.

“Consider it something like insurance,” Ran said lazily. “We can’t get our big jobs done if you’re out of commission. If we can’t do the jobs, we won’t get the money that would bring us to the top. The logical thing would be to help you overcome this so our plans don’t get messed up. It also works in our favor because more than likely, your setup and our phony deals are connected.”

You certainly didn’t doubt that. Having the Haitani brothers’ help on this investigation could give you promising results, but there was no more time for sleuthing. You had to weave a delicate trap and get answers that way. You would have to use Kichiro and Hifumi as bait, and you’d really hoped to avoid that.

“I can’t promise your safety,” you admitted to the two teens sitting across from you. “I’ve minimized your role as much as possible, and hopefully once you’re done, they’ll leave you alone.”

“They’ve been hounding us since our negotiations came to a standstill. I don’t think they had much patience to begin with, but it’s wearing thinner and thinner.”

This was the first time you’d met Hifumi, and you thought that he was gloomy. Dark, unkempt hair and even darker eye bags were his most distinguishing features. Kichiro sat next to his friend and kept wringing his hands. You wished you could tell them that it would be okay, but you weren’t about to lie to them. Even with your best efforts, there was the looming possibility that these two boys could be killed before they reached adulthood. Would this plan only prolong the inevitable?

You shook your head. No, you couldn’t let yourself think that. “All right, you can tell them that a deal has finally been made. I wrote some random numbers that you can give them to make it sound better. Don’t give any sort of hint away that we know what’s going on.” You handed a scrap of paper over to Hifumi, who took it with trembling hands.

Continuing on, you debriefed them, “There will be three other runners besides me. They’re among the top in Suzaku’s division, so your client doesn’t need to worry about the job getting done. When talking to them, be sure to get the locations they want the deal to occur, how much we’ll be carrying, passwords, who we’ll be meeting with, and whatnot. The more detailed the better, but whatever they give us will be useful.”

“Will it work?” Kichiro asked quietly.

“I don’t know,” you said plainly. “I’m trying to get as much of the burden off you as possible, but if whoever’s pulling the strings gets suspicious, there isn’t much I can do.”

“And Wuxing agreed to this?” Hifumi looked you in the eyes. There was nothing behind the depths of his eternal stare.

“It took some convincing,” you told him. “But they’re willing to cooperate. If this goes awry, then it’s my fault. I’ll take the brunt of it.”

You didn’t really want to be a hero or a savior or a martyr. If you were a more selfish person, you’d just let the stupid kids get what they had coming. But you weren’t a more selfish person. Your stupid bleeding heart took too much pity on kids who shouldn’t be tangled in this transition from delinquency to crime syndicates. You would do everything you could to make sure that Kichiro and Hifumi never see the underworld of Tokyo again, but there was truly no guarantee anything would work. If something happened to them... Well, you weren’t a stranger to guilt either. You’d just carry it like you always do.

“When you get what we need to know, call me. Once everything is coordinated between us, you guys stay out of it. Lay low. Skip town. I don’t care, just get out of here.” You snapped your gum loudly and put your feet up on the table.

“If we leave, won’t that tip them off that we’re up to something?” Kichiro finally looked up at you as he asked his question.

“Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t look the best.” You rubbed the back of your head. “Well, we’re just gonna have to hope that when we get to the bottom of things, you’ll be left alone.”

Hifumi snorted with a cynical scoff. Normally you’d snap at someone who did that to you, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to blame him. Everything was a gamble here and even if the risks felt low, anything was possible out on the streets. Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. It was almost your mantra at this point.

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[weirdleeenough]

One Shot, Lovers Quarrel

note. Really hate how this turned out, but I don't wanna look at it any longer. If you hate it too, don't tell me, I'll cry. Last post for the month, will try writing again next month. Forgive me if Ukai seems weird, haven't watched the show in a bit. Bye bye.

He's finally home, and that's the best part of her day. Except, he's mad about something. And he refuses to tell her. Just drinks and smokes his stupid cigarettes.

Well fine, she can be mad too.

Nevermind if arguing always leads to something else.

NFSW, Established Relationship. Make-up Sex! Creampie! Riding!

Ukai Keishin / You

She watches him from her spot on the couch. Her cheek lays flat against her pressed together knees, face squishing into a pout. Ukai's feet tap quickly as he makes his way to the kitchen, not even a greeting on his lips.

"You slammed the door," she calls out, leaning her head over the back of the couch to watch him when he doesn't answer.

"I didn't," he claims.

Then she hears the fridge door open and the hiss of a can opening. There's nothing to drink in there besides beer. "Kei?" She says, but he doesn't answer.

So naturally, she kicks her legs from beneath her to stand, and makes her way to the kitchen. She stops near the island and perches on it, cupping her face while she finally gets a proper look at him.

Ukai's shirt is a mess, there's a stain she doesn't remember being there. His eyes are wide and blown out.

Yeah.

He's drunk, or at least been drinking for a bit.

And now she's mad.

"Yes you did," she hisses, and stares at him as he gulps all there is in the can before reaching for another. "No," he denies.

She blinks at him momentarily, standing up straight to show him that she was trying to have a genuine conversation. She notices the clench of his jaw and how his hands fidget at his sides.

"You're drunk."

"I'm not."

"And you're upset about something."

"I'm not!" His nose twitches in the way it does every time he tries to lie.

This one was not as white as she was used to. With his fib he refuses to even spare her a glance, just tap tap taps his left leg and then drinks some more. So she decides to walk right up in his face.

"What? Tell me what's wrong." She grabs onto his shoulder, rubbing it a bit, before her hands slide to caress his face. But he just leans his head out of her grasp and lightly pushes her out of his space. "So what? This is us for the rest of the night?" She asks.

She huffs and shoves him out of the way of the fridge.

Then she opens it and grabs a beer too.

Ukai blinks in surprise, but later rolls his eyes when he realises. "Kirin Ichiban-san, goodnight. How are you? I would like to leave a message for one Ukai Keishin? Yes, that's right. If you could please let him know he's sleeping on the couch tonight, that'd be great, thanks."

She throws the beer right back in and returns to the living room, sitting on the couch. "Babe, I said it's nothing," he tries. But she simply reaches for the TV remote and raises the volume.

"Babe..."

He walks over to the couch and sits next to her, resting his beer on the coffee table. He pulls her into his arms, holding her to his chest, "Baby." Without uttering a word, she breaks out of his arms and stomps to their bedroom.

"Yes, I'm mad about something!" He suddenly yells and she pauses in the doorway, turning around to look at him. Her eyebrow is raised and arms crossed, but at least she's not ignoring him anymore.

They wait in silence before she motions to her wrist, tapping it a few times.

Ukai Keishin, hurry the fuck up.

He still doesn't say anything though.

And she can tell he's trying from the way he frustratedly fumbles his pockets for a cigarette and his lighter. "Kei," she almost whispers, and he lowers his head, puffing out smoke defeated.

"It was just something someone said at the store today. It's really nothing. I promise."

He leaves the cigarette to hang from his lips as she slowly walks back over, slouching into his lap. She lets her fingers scratch the back of his head, nestling her face into his neck. "And you're not upset about it?" She asks.

Ukai sinks into her touch with a dejected look. "Maybe just a little," he admits.

"What did they say?"

He doesn't reply right away. Just runs his fingers up down the crest of her back, puffing smoke. "Said I wasn't good enough for you. Got mad cuz' it felt like he was right. And you know, we've never talked about that kinda stuff. The future or whatever." His leg shifts beneath her, and the finger tracing her back pauses at the hem of her shirt.

She giggles, kisses the corner of his mouth even as smoke brushes past her face.

"Do we need to? It's you and me, that's our future. And that guy is full of shit, you know that. What the fuck, Kei. I thought you cheated on me or something." She laughs heartily, kissing on his neck and chin.

She sits up in his lap, removing the headband from his head to run her fingers through his hair.

"You should've heard the way he said it. Like..., like if I'm trash." She hums to show she's listening, scratching his scalp and kiss, kiss, kiss. "And you got that big office job while I'm packing shelves. Got me thinking, like, damn. Maybe I am trash."

"Well, does he know about the Neighbourhood Association Team?"

"Babe, I'm trying to-," she kisses him on the mouth this time, "And how you give out energy bars to those Karasuno kids?"

"What are you even ta-?"

"Or how about Mugi, your car. He should know you have a car before even saying that. I bet that guy doesn't have a car. Sure he's at Sendai Station bright and early every morning."

He finally laughs, hand lowering from her back to cup her butt. He leans forward to out his cigarette on the tray there. "What else doesn't he know, huh?" He teases, a smirk lighting up his face.

"Bet he doesn't know that they've been begging you to come coach these past few weeks."

His other hand finally settles at her rear, working together to pull her firmly onto his lap in a straddle. She giggles again, both arms settling behind his head and neck. "Doesn't know what it's like being held by you," she whispers in his ear.

"Doesn't know how good you make me feel."

He kisses her slow and sweet.

Tugs at her hips and waist, "Mmn," pull, pull, pulling. His hands grip tighter, kneading the skin beneath them. He pauses, meets her eyes in a gaze. They're hazy and round, and he's close, so close. Enough to taste his breath on her lips.

Ash, cigarettes, beer, tongue. "Open your mouth," He says softly.

Then he kisses her again, rougher, needier, there's a wet sound. One of his hand moves to grab the back of her neck, not squeezing, just holding and pressing.

"Don't stop," She begs as both their lips part to catch their breath.

She clings further onto him, egging his wandering hands. "Ok," he replies. "I wanna-," she tries saying, grappling onto the front of his shirt to pull it over his head.

She tosses it somewhere, moving on to yank his hair and graze her nails against his shoulders and chest. Her own top finds its place next to his. He fumbles with her bra, click, his lips quickly trail her neck, then collarbone to the peak of breast. She leans back in his hold, arching, wondering if he can feel her heart racing through his teeth.

He sucks a nipple into his mouth, mumbling something she couldn't quite hear, just feel it tingle and vibrate through her. She rolls her hips and he groans.

And suddenly his hand on her hip is guiding her back and forth in his lap, she grinds. Moans at the shape of him molding against her, so so right.

Before she realises, its a hasty rut against his tracksuit pants, something creeping in her belly, yes yes yes, she's whimpering in his arms. Her hand slipping to grab his own that's steadily thumbing her hips and ass.

He leaves her nipple behind when it changes from a rock to a bounce, and he's huffing and puffing. Lifting her to pull her pants down, she puts her weight against the back of the couch as she shuffles it past her ankles.

Her underwear goes next.

He doesn't bother with his. Just lowers his pants enough for his dick to be out, groping around his pockets for his wallet.

Fuck, where is it?

She grabs his dick, sliding it through her wetness before lining herself up. "Condom?" He asks but she shakes her head no, he moans loudly as she sinks down onto him, "Fuccck, baby."

Her head tilts back, mouth open in an O, she whines out his name as his hands settle back on her hips, thrusting up into her.

"Yeah, fuck, want it raw? Make you feel real good. I'll do you right, baby," he slurs.

Its a slow, deliberate ride at first. As if measuring the weight of her in his hands, blunt fingertips tendering her into a steady rhythm.

She loves the way it feels, encouraging him to pick up the pace through, "Hoos" and "Has." But then he's lost in the sensation, and its less love and more taking her like he needs her.

Their hips smack against each other loudly, her breasts bouncing with the motion, up down up down. "Yeah, my girl, my girl, so hot, make you feel so good. Fuck you so good." She's a mess, sticking out her tongue for a kiss.

His coarse palms rake her body with an intensity he did not know himself to possess. With his lips against hers, the man is sure that he is flying. He mutters her name breathlessly, words leaving his lips like a hymn.

"Yeah, you like that. Like it when I do you like this. I make you feel good," he pants as he tirelessly fucks her faster and faster. She tries matching his pace, planting her feet into the couch, but he's slowly losing his mind. Ramming up into her despite the obscene sound of squelching and their couch grating backwards against the tile.

Her eyes flutter as a thumb that once pinched her skin now slips its way to the top of her clit.

He presses and rubs in time with the motion of their hips.

And they're both somehow loud, and messy messy messy. He's bucking wild into her and doesn't stutter even when her legs kick up in the air, shaking like crazy, "Haaa cumming," she sobs out, and finishes all over him.

Her wetness drips over his hips and thighs, and he thinks she's done but she doesn't stop twitching and trembling and God, why is she saying his name like that.

"Can I do it inside?" He asks, then corrects it to a, "Let me do it inside. Please, please, fill you so good." He begs.

Despite being reduced to keens and drooling whimpers, she wildly nods her head, "yeah" and "yes," dripping from her mouth as she rakes her nails down his chest.

He leans forward, offering a sloppy kiss, moans out a, "Love you, love you. Mmn," desperate as the intensity of his orgasm builds.

His head slumps back against the couch as he comes, jaw going slack and hips jerking erratically, "Fucccck, just take it all," he mewls, voice cracking and nails dragging along her ass. She moans alongside him, melting and burning up from the inside at the overstimulation and his cum staining deep, yes please.

It's a struggle to catch their breaths after.

She's slumped against his chest while his unfocused eyes lock on the TV or something like that, trying to come back down from wherever he just ascended to.

"Next time you see him, give him a discount," she murmurs.

He laughs.

[spicykaraage]

Tenipuri Complete Character Profile - Shuusuke Fuji

[PROFILE]

Birthday: February 29th (Pisces)

Blood Type: B

Relatives: Father, Mother (Yoshiko Fuji), Older Sister (Yumiko Fuji), Younger Brother (Yuuta Fuji)

Father’s Occupation: Company Employee (foreign company)

Elementary School: Seiharudai Third Elementary School

Middle School: Seishun Academy Junior High School

Grade & Class: Third Year | Class 3-6 | Seat 14

Club: Tennis Club (Regular)

Committee: Yearbook Production Committee

Strong Subjects: Classic Literature

Weak Subjects: Science

Frequently Visited Spot at School: Photography Room

World Cup Team: U-17 World Cup Japanese Representatives

Favorite Motto: “What is essential is invisible to the eyes.”

Daily Routines: Tending to his cacti, drinking morning coffee

Hobbies: Collecting cacti, photography

Favorite Color: Beige

Favorite Music: Celtic music

Favorite Movie: Musicals

Favorite Book: Interior design magazines ➜ Travelogues, travel photo collections [23.5]

Favorite Food: Apples, Cajun food, spicy ramen ➜ Anything spicy, 100% apple juice [23.5]

Favorite Anniversary: The birthday of a special someone

Preferred Type: A person with beautiful fingers ➜ A person who smells like flowers [23.5]

Ideal Date Spot: Planetarium ➜ An observatory with a beautiful view of the stars [23.5]

His Gift For a Special Person: A flower ring

Where He Wants to Travel: Salar de Uyuni on a starry night

What He Wants Most Right Now: Antique furniture and tableware ➜ Incentive [23.5]

Dislikes: Sour food

Skills Outside of Tennis: Skiing, ice-skating and other winter sports ➜ Winter sports, locating constellations [23.5]

Spends Allowance On: Things to help with his cacti

Routine During the World Cup: Drinking coffee from around the world, contacting his brother

[DATA]

Height: 167cm

Weight: 53kg

Shoe Size: 25cm

Dominant Arm: Right

Vision: 1.2 Left | 1.0 Right

Play Style: Counter Puncher

Signature Moves: Tsubame Gaeshi (Swallow Return), Higuma Otoshi (Bear Drop), Hakugei (White Whale), Kagero Zutsumi (Dragonfly Illusion), Houou Gaeshi (Phoenix Return), Kirin Otoshi (Qilin Drop), Hakuryuu (White Dragon), Gatekeeper of Hecatoncheires, Hoshi Hanabi (Starry Fireworks), Closed Eye, Aoi Fubuki (Blue Blizzard), Hikari Kaze (Radiant Gale)

Time He Wakes Up: 6:00am

Time He Goes to Sleep: 11:30pm

Number of Inui Juices Consumed: 16

Favorite Brands:

Racket: prince (TRIPLE THREAT RIP), prince (MICHAEL CHANG TITANIUM)

Shoes: Nike (NIKE READY AIR BISCAYNE MID III)

Fitness Test Results:

Sidesteps: 63

Shuttle Run: 115

Back Strength: 116kg

Grip Strength: 47kg

Backbend: 62 cm

Seated Forward Bend: 47.8cm

50m Run: 6.8 seconds

Standing Long Jump: 232cm

Handball Throw: 31.5m

Endurance Run (1500m): 4:44

Overall Rating: Speed: 3 / Power: 3 / Stamina: 3 / Mental: 4 / Technique: 5 / Total: 18

Kurobe Memo: “Evident from his beautiful play style, he is undoubtedly gifted in the sport. If he weren’t so concerned with playing aesthetically, I suspect he could go from a great player to an undeniably strong one.” [RB]

[POSSESSIONS]

What’s in His Bedroom [10.5]

Cacti // He moves them back and forth between his windowsill and shelves for sunlight

A rocking chair

Record player // He prefers it over a CD player since it’s quieter

Vinyl records // Bought from used record stores. Most of them are classic and jazz

Computer // The monitor is placed on the shelf next to his desk to conserve space. He’ll put his keyboard on his desk when he needs to use it

His favorite photos // Large printed photos he had taken on holidays and trips that are hanging on his wall

A very spacious closet // He stores his clothes, books, school uniforms and other things in it

What’s in His Bag [10.5]:

Cell phone // His family members are frequently on the go

Pass case

An English copy of The Little Prince // A book that’s dear to him, he’s read it in Japanese and is now reading the English version

Word cards // He’ll write down words he doesn’t understand in The Little Prince and look them up when he gets home

Writing supplies // Used to write down the situations, dates, times of shooting and other details when he captures photos

Compact camera

Compact mirror // He also uses it as a reflector for photos

What’s in His Locker at the U-17 Training Camp [10.5 II]:

Illustrated plant encyclopedia // Borrowed from Shiraishi

Muscle training equipment // 5kg dumbbells. He is secretly doing strength training to improve his power

Camera // Digital SLR

Interior design magazines // He’s thinking of redecorating his room once he returns from the camp

What’s in His Travel Bag:

SLR camera // He prefers taking pictures of his teammates and foreign players rather than the Australian scenery

[TRIVIA]

The Prince of Tennis 10.5 Fanbook | Publication Date: 11/02/2001

He has his eyes closed most of the time to exude friendliness, but will open them when he’s being cautious or calculating. Konomi states they are usually closed whenever he’s smiling

His mother cooks a lot of Cajun and western dishes, which is why he doesn’t mind eating dubious food

He is very family-oriented and kind to his relatives. When he goes shopping with his sister they are often mistaken as lovers

Konomi wrote him to like spicy food since he wanted him to seem different and unusual

He is nicknamed “Fujiko” by Kawamura after the heroine of Lupin III since the latter is a fan of the series

On Sundays he goes to his grandfather’s photo studio on the outskirts of town to take photos

He tries keeping a smile on his face since he wants to find enjoyment in everything. Even when facing a strong opponent in a match, he thinks of how lucky he is that he’s able to go up against a great player

He and his brother Yuuta do not fight, but they do not talk to each other as often as they used to since Yuuta entered middle school

Although he notoriously likes spicy food, he likes sweets as well. He especially loves the raspberry pie his sister Yumiko makes

Despite being born on February 29th, a leap year, everyone still celebrates his birthday every year. Kikumaru once jokingly said to him “you’re only three years old!”

His personality is described as someone who’s very calculating while wearing a smile

Konomi describes him as “growing more on his own,” since at the time he was growing increasingly popular and took on a life of his own

The Prince of Tennis 20.5 Fanbook | Publication Date: 12/04/2003

He is known to be very attentive and can make friends of all types

He keeps his room neat and orderly

He could not handle drinking “Aozu” in Genius 159 due to one of its key ingredients being vinegar (he dislikes sour foods)

His secondary sport would be figure skating

The Prince of Tennis 40.5 Fanbook | Publication Date: 12/04/2007

He is very competitive and will usually stay calm and undaunted in any situation

He is described to be very versatile and multi-talented as well as fastidious, and has a tendency to delve deep into various things in order to feel satisfied

He is easily attracted to mysterious things

He is thought to have had strong spiritual powers by nature and has had strange occurrences happen to him

He is often misunderstood due to his mysterious nature, but he is actually very loving, compassionate and easily moved to tears

He had written a research paper on cacti the previous summer that received a lot of praise and attention, even surprising university researchers

He came up with the name “Gatekeeper of Hecatoncheires” for his technique from a book on Greece he had read when he was younger

Konomi had plans for him to transfer to Rikkai, and states he alluded it after his match with Ryoma, but ultimately decided for him to stay at Seigaku. He explains that he wanted him to transfer to grow even stronger and have a serious match against Ryoma

Konomi had originally wanted him to lose against Niou, but decided against it since he had already lost to Shiraishi

The Prince of Tennis II Official Character Guide: PairPuri Vol. 3 | Publication Date: 01/04/2010

He likes discussing plants with Shiraishi and Yukimura

The Prince of Tennis II Official Character Guide: PairPuri Vol. 6 | Publication Date: 06/03/2011

He, Tezuka and Kikumaru are shown having a chat with Yamato

The Prince of Tennis II Official Character Guide: PairPuri Vol. 8 | Publication Date: 08/04/2011

He had asked Jirou for a photo he had taken of Tezuka being annoyed

The Prince of Tennis II Official Character Guide: PairPuri Vol. 10 | Publication Date: 10/04/2011

His favorite activity is going on drives with his sister since he enjoys watching the scenery pass by

He is interested in trying ghost peppers

When asked what he plans on doing first after graduating, he replies with visiting Tezuka

He lacks confidence in his physical strength, but states he has no intention of forcing himself to build muscle

He likes relaxing with a cup of coffee when doing laundry

He wishes his younger brother would visit home more often

He is named after Fujiko Mine from Lupin III, and after the manga artist duo Fujiko Fujio since Konomi liked the sound of “Fuji”

Konomi came up with his “Triple Counters” since he wanted Fuji to appear as a genius, and that having more techniques meant the more skilled he was. “Higuma Otoshi” was inspired by an intense ballet drama Konomi had watched that had a major impact on him

Konomi tends to draw him as if his hair is flowing in the wind

Konomi has no desire to change Fuji’s appearance, but depicts him having an inner change and obsession over winning. He describes him as kind, but scary when he’s angry

One of His School Days:

6:00am - Wakes up, has breakfast (waffles and morning coffee)

6:30am - Calls Yuuta to wake him up after tending to his cacti

6:50am - Goes to school, morning practice

8:40am - 1st Period: Japanese (Kikumaru secretly passes him a note)

9:40am - Music (jazz lesson)

10:30am - Walks around the school during break time, takes photos of Tezuka without his glasses

11:00am - 3rd Period: English (short test)

12:00pm - 4th Period: Social Studies (Japanese history)

12:50pm - Lunch, develops Tezuka’s photos in the photo studio

1:20pm - 5th Period: PE (endurance run)

2:20pm - 6th Period: Long Homeroom (lesson on off-campus learning)

3:30pm - Stops by the library, borrows a mythology book from Ryoma, who’s on duty

4:00pm - Club activities, practices hitting the ball with his eyes closed

6:00pm - Stops by Kawamura’s house, asks to borrow a game

7:00pm - Returns home, has dinner

7:30pm - Has tea and homemade apple pie with his mother and sister

8:30pm - Bathes (soaks half of his body in the jacuzzi)

10:00pm - Reads while playing a record

11:30pm - Stargazes before going to bed

The Prince of Tennis II 10.5 Fanbook | Publication Date: 09/04/2013

Although it is not on the training camp’s menu, he has a special full course meal of extremely spicy food prepared for him once a week

He gets along well with Yukimura and Shiraishi

The Prince of Tennis II 23.5 Fanbook | Publication Date: 05/02/2018

He has been doing complex scenario training that revolves around different versions of Tezuka ever since the latter’s departure

Konomi states he may continue his and Ryoma’s match in the rain

Fuji’s eyes are open more in the new series since Konomi thinks he looks cooler with them open and that the new opponents are so strong he doesn’t have time to smile

He had gotten into tennis when his older sister’s boyfriend had taken him and Yuuta to a tennis club he was attending

The Prince of Tennis 20th Anniversary Book: Tenipuri Party | Publication Date: 08/02/2019

The photos he wants to take of Australia the most are the night sky

He likes taking photos to refresh himself at the training camp or on his days off

He has mostly taken photos of cacti since coming to Australia

He sends most of his photos to his family

He once went camping with sister and brother, during which his brother’s sandals had been washed away by the river. He and his sister went after them but were swept away by a waterfall, with their younger brother following suit. Ultimately, they all laughed it off at the bottom afterward

[ask-healthy-light]

At that moment, she asked the others to wait for a moment, as she heated the glass cup up for a bit longer, both to release the stresses that could have built up, but also to add her signature on the bottom of the little cup; and only after she had reheated it no fewer than a dozen times in a short span, and had decorated it even more, did she politely ask all the others for their thoughts again.

But out of the four that were looking at Inferno holding a clean and decorated glass cup, which she had created out of a ball of magma that she made herself out of a chunk of rock she gathered just a few minutes ago, only Ember asked her a question, which was a request to hold it; and after Inferno blushed, and told Ember to be especially careful while holding it in her claws, she gave it to her.

Although the cup was only mildly warm to Inferno and Ember, whose face now also flushed bright red, when they held it in their scaled claws, Boom and Shining both disagreed, as they could easily tell that the glass was hot from a significant distance; and the two Dragonesses apologised, before they glanced at each other, and locked eyes, never noticing that their blushes were swiftly brightening.

Before Ember accidentally dropped the cup, Nox gently tapped her on her shoulder, which snapped her out of her trance-like state, and asked her for the glass, which she carefully placed in Nox's paw, before she decided to move closer to Inferno; but Nox merely rolled her eyes with a bright smile on her face as she turned around, and showed the glass cup to the sensitive Stallions across from her.

Fortunately, the little cup had drastically cooled down in just a few moments, and even Nox noticed that it was getting colder, so she asked Boom and Shining if they, too, wanted to hold it, but only if they knew for certain that they would not burn themselves; and after the Unicorns nodded to her, Nox held on to the glass, and steadily lowered it into their hooves, until it finally made contact.

After Boom asked Shining to hold the cup with a noticeable wink, he quietly and sarcastically cried out that it was too cool for him, before he struck a dramatic pose, which made both Shining and Nox chuckle; but Shining's laughter turned to amazement as he closely examined the cup, for although it took Inferno just a few moments to make, it was more detailed than most cups in the Crystal Castle.

When his elaborate performance had finished, Boom peered over Shining's shoulder at the little cup, only to incredulously ask him and Nox if they were certain beyond a doubt that Inferno made it, for even he had never before seen such mastery of a craft; but when Shining showed him her signature on the bottom of the cup, it cast away his doubt, and Boom dryly said that he knew absolutely nothing.

But Boom realised too late how loudly he was speaking, and he apologised to the Dragonesses sitting opposite the trio, only for Inferno to smile sweetly as she shyly thanked Boom for his apology, and even more so for his kind words, which she sombrely admitted she had rarely heard before; but then, Ember gently took her claw, and she swore to her that she deserved many times the kindness she got.

As a bright and ecstatic smile grew upon Inferno's face, which was even redder than her own scales, she turned away in a vain attempt to hide her face, which briefly worried Ember, until she solemnly thanked her with a nervous stutter; and when Nox noticed that her face was becoming redder in turn, she quietly put the glass cup down next to Ember, where she caught a glimpse of her enamoured gaze.

After she looked at the Kirin in the distance, who apparently had not moved a muscle since she last glanced their way, Nox sat down next to the two Stallions, where she poked at Shining's side to let him know that he was next to speak about his passion; but now that she knew that Inferno was such a brilliant sculpter and engraver of glass, she cast away every thought she had about their passions.

With a quiet chuckle, Shining said that it was harder for him to show off, before he said:

"Please just… don't laugh. And please don't tell Cadance I told you, either…"

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Featuring: Nox Lunarwing and Summer Typhoon from @nox-lunarwing Boomlord from @thedumbguywithaheart43

(Scheduling this mere moments before getting off the third train, still got a few hours left to go before I made it to my destination - but writing is definitely helping to pass the time!)

[kiwiwinjindouche]

I take this oc ask as an invitation and no one can stop me!!! I want to ask questions 7. 18. 32. about Aldina because the description that already exists interested me very much 👀

It is!!! Thank you for letting me talk about my gurl 👀​👀​👀​

7. Favorite animal? why?

Her favorite animal is probably between the cat, owl and mouse I'd say 🤔​classic little witch. She asked Kirin to build a little clockwork cat, as she wasn't allowed to bring a real one, I think she has a soft spot for owl's funny features, and mice are cute :)

(shout out to termites to piss off Kirin)

18. Their opinion on lying, stealing, and killing?

It's fine as long as she's the one stealing from others. She can and will come to all three if needed (also she doesn't hesitate to lie to Kirin or steal his stuff for funsies, eventually she gives it back to him)

32. Do they have any habits that aren't particulary self-destructive, just maybe odd?

Does singing lullabies from behind the walls count? else she likes the smell of the books, she talks to herself and the stars a lot, before starting a book she reads the last lines, she barely holds her cup by the handle, also walking around the mansion without her shoes (just to be extra sneaky)

[duckapus]

Had an interesting idea. You may have noticed that in this post I implied that there may be at least one non-game-based living Character-Level server somewhere out in the digital multiverse that nobody knows about yet because they think it's impossible for one to form without outside influence. Well, I figured out which one it is: A universe made from a pirated collection of every official episode, movie, short, music video, and even scans of the dubiously canon IDW comics run of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, along with any other official media I can't think of at the moment. Because I can. Whoever owns the collection doesn't know that they have a real live Equestria at their fingertips because the actual media storage is a layer above the living universe (or universes, what with Starswirl's Mirror Portals), so watching/reading the stuff doesn't affect what's happening down there or vice-versa, and the characters also don't know that they're digital beings brought to life by the love of a fan.

If anyone, be they Program, Virus, Anomaly, or Character, were to go there they'd be changed into a form that fits the universe (so a pony/dragon/griffon/etc. choose whatever fits best in the main world, a human with the same color scheme as their Equestria form in the Canterlot High world) Because Mirror Portal Magic, though Code-Level entities can change back to their usual form if they prefer. When they leave they go back to normal. If any locals ever managed to go to other digital universes they'd stay in their usual forms because Most Universes Don't Do That. It's similar to the Enforced Art Styles of the Cats are Liquid and Fairly Oddparents universes, though FiM and CaL are obviously more drastic than FOP.

The first major characters to find out about this are Ozymandias and Garyboy, who stumble upon it at some point post-release and decide to use it as a base of operations, on the grounds that 1) Nobody else knows this world exists, 2) if anyone else did find it they'd never expect those two to be living there, and 3) the whole transformation thing means they can hide in plain sight. When they're there Garyboy is a purple-and-green pegasus with a black-cupped plunger for a cutie mark, while Ozzy is a vaguely serpentine dragon and his maneuver form is a Kirin. They later find out that prolonged exposure to Equestria's magic has had side-effects, namely that they can now use their Equestrian Form abilities (weather magic for Gary, fire breath, flaming rage form and unicorn magic for Ozzy) in their normal forms. That'll be fun to show off to their enemies.

[yeo223]

2023 Kirin Challenge Cup Third Match, Japan vs El Salvador

The third match of the Kirin Challenge Cup pits Japan against El Salvador from Central America. The match was played at the Toyota Stadium on Thursday 15 June which resulted in a resounding 6-0 win for Japan. El Salvador has played against the Samurai Blue once in the past during the Kirin Challenge Cup of 2019 which Japan won 2-0 thanks to a Kensuke Nagai brace. That was also the match where…

[cebwrites]

Kirin holds his cups/mugs/glasses around the rim with just half his fingers and it drives Law up the wall Reiji prefers to hold the thing itself which isn't bad but also because the handle's right there but at least he's less likely to slip

What's even funnier though is that Kirin's never dropped anything like that but Law's knocked over stale coffee onto their notes in a sleep deprived haze more than once, loathe as they are to admit

[owlwithanapple]

Bird & Fox

Chapter 14

"Hachoo!"

A sneeze woke you up from sleep. You sat on the bed weakly and fell back to bed due to exhaustion. Not only feel tired from the big action late at night, also caught a cold and fever after falling into cold water. Damn, you dragged tired body for a long time yesterday. Fortunately, you returned home safely. If you fell on the road, might be picked up as corpse.

"Woof!" Kirin ran into the room with his bowl in mouth.

Oh ya, you have to give him breakfast. You slowly got up, staggered into the kitchen and found Kirin's food. You returned to the living room found he had put the bowl on the floor, looking at you with bright eyes. You touched his head and poured it. You saw he was eating with relish, as he was having a big meal.

You took the leftover food back to the kitchen and put it away. You poured a cup of hot water and drank it. You wondered there was any spare medicine at home that could temporarily relieve the fever and cold. You opened and found a bunch of snacks. It seemed there was no other way, you had to go to find the doctor for treatment. It would be more uncomfortable if you delayed it.

Before leaving the house, you put on mask and hug Kirin. You put on the mask to avoid disturbing others. When you leave and go outside, you see on phone there is a clinic nearby and can reach it by walking. You understand the route then put your phone back and walk in the direction of the clinic. It is really uncomfortable to be sick. You walk unsteadily and vision is blurred.

You admire yourself very much. No matter how tired, you can still arrive at the clinic safely. You open the door step in. After filling in your personal information at the front desk, you sit in the waiting area wait for your turn. After about five minutes, a nurse comes to asks you enter. It is finally your turn. After the doctor gives a diagnosis, you leave and go to the front desk to get the medicine.

At this time, a familiar voice came, "Y/N?"

You looked in the direction, it was your friend's brother Tim, you waved politely, "Hello, what a coincidence."

He looked worried and puzzled, looking up and down at your body repeatedly, "Are you sick?"

You nodded slightly to him, "Yes, I have a slight fever and a cold. How about you?"

He took a pack of medicine put it in his backpack, "I came to get medicine for Dick, he also has a cold."

You coughed twice and exhaled, "Tell him to take care himself."

He curled his lips and smiled, "I should say this, you are sick, if I hadn't seen your eyes, I really wouldn't recognize you."

You remembered you were wearing a mask and long-sleeved clothes, laughed softly, "Hehe, so smart, I'm going back first, bye."

You took the medicine and pushed open the door of the clinic to leave. Tim felt something wrong and ran out of the clinic followed you. You looked back and saw he looked embarrassed and walked towards you. "Let me take you home. I don't want to see you faint on the road."

You pointed in the direction of the apartment and said, "My house is right there. No need to bother you. Bye." After saying that, you walked away, leaving Tim standing there alone in a daze.

Jason POV

A big operation at night, using a lot of manpower to capture a group of wanted criminals. The most bizarre thing is the fox, who is actually in collusion with the police. But to be honest, I really don't understand what the fox's intentions are. Every word she says is not what a decent person should say, but actions are similar what I do. I can't figure out what's going on.

"Hachoo!"

I heard a sneeze from outside , I got out of bed walked to the door open it. I saw a sick Dickhead in pajamas sneezing, holding a box of tissues in his hand to wipe his nose. I remembered he tried to avoid terrorist's self-explosion and save the fox late at night, but both fell into the water. It's a good thing not many people died. The most important now is the famous Nightwing caught a cold, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Dickhead turned around looked at me when he heard the laughter. "What?"

I put my hand on his shoulder l teased him. "Wow~ A handsome brave knight saved a stray fox. But you are so fucking miserable now~"

He wiped his nose pitifully. "Babybird, don't bully me~

I helped the weak Dickhead to the living room. I saw Bruce sitting on the sofa flipping through the work report with a distressed look on face. Demon brat was doing homework very quietly today. He looked up at me and our eyes met. I looked away ignored him. I didn't want to talk to him since the last time. I was angry because he wanted to reveal my secrets, and rude to Y/N.

I noticed Timbers not here, I sat on the sofa and asked, "Where Timbers?"

Dickhead lying on the sofa other side. "He helped me get medicine from the clinic..."

"TT..." Demon brat interrupted.

I crossed my legs, leaned my hands on the sofa, and complained to him, "Just fart."

At this time, Bruce put down his work and coughed twice, "Ahem, both of you stop."

I glared at Bruce complained with unhappy tone, "Hey, you know he's the one who's looking for trouble, right?"

Bruce held his hand exhaled nodded slightly, with an apologetic expression, "Jason... Actually..."

I raised my hand, opened my palm stop him then leaned on the sofa, "Don't apologize for him."

At this time, Demon brat stood up walked in front of me, his expression was extremely ferocious, "Hey..."

I raised my chin looked down on him, "Say."

He pulled his sleeves, looking reluctant to talk. "When will your friend... come to visit?"

I tilted my head, put my hands on knees, frowned. "Huh? The hell is your business?"

No one noticed Timbers had returned. He handed the medicine to Dickhead and sat next to me. "I'm afraid she won't come for a while."

Demon brat's eyes widened. "Why!"

I looked at Demon brat then Timbers, curious about what he meant. I bumped his shoulder. "Hey, explain."

He looked at me in confusion. "I went to get medicine for Dickhead and meet her in the clinic. She very sick. I almost didn't recognize her with a mask on her haggard face."

I felt distressed after hearing that. I stood up, grabbed Timbers' arm asked nervously, "How is she?"

Timbers shook his head and sighed, "I saw she couldn't walk steadily and I wanted to send her back, but she refused so we parted ways."

Dickhead was still lying on the sofa, and sneezed, "The princess of Babybird is sick~ The world is going to end~"

Bruce took a few tissues wipe Dickhead's disgusting snot, then looked at me said, "Jason, why don't you visit her?"

I looked at Bruce nodded slightly to show I understood. I left and ran back to my room to change the jacket. Damn, getting sick is so popular now. I took out my phone found her number and pressed the dial button. It was third time still no one answered. I guessed she might collapsed at home. I took motorcycle keys from table and left the room. When I went downstairs, I saw Alfred waving at me.

He handed me a beautiful bag with fruits in it. "I don't know what fruits Miss Y/N likes, but I hope these can help her."

I took it politely and smiled at him, "Thank you, I'm going out first."

I passed the hall saw Dickhead waving at me, "Babybird... your baby brother I'm sick too."

I said expressionlessly, "Take care."

I put on my boots, and Demon brat stood behind me with his hands in pockets. We were alone, and I was upset when saw him. After putting on my boots, I stood up stepped on the toes a few times, I was about to leave the house with the fruit Alfred gave me. At this time, he finally told me what he had been holding back for a long time, "I hope your friend will get well soon..."

I looked at him with a questioning expression, "Huh? Did I hear it right? Are you possessed?"

He pouted and looked away, "TT... I'm just concerned about her health."

I pulled him in front of me. "If you have the time to care about her, you might as well reflect on what you said last time."

I threw him there. Before opening the door, I heard him mutter to himself, "I am..."

I left the manor and rode my motorcycle to her apartment. The more I thought about the fact that she didn't answer the phone, the more I worried about how seriously she was ill and whether she awake now. However, it was useless to think about it. I arrived at the downstairs of her apartment building, wondering how I could get in without access card. I lay on the motorcycle tried to call her again, but no one answered.

I stepped into the lobby decided to give it a try. After fixed my hair, I walked to the front desk, put my things down, and politely asked the receptionist, "Hello, can you help me?"

The receptionist's eyes lit up and looked at me. She quickly fixed her hair, stood up from the chair, waved to me with a smile, and said, "Hi, how can I help you?"

I noticed her behavior clearly showed she liked me. I was happy but didn't show it. The receptionist was pretty, but it was pity that I was not in the mood. "My friend lives on the 12th floor, No. 9. Is she home now?"

"Is she your girlfriend?" The receptionist looked at me expectantly.

I smiled and leaned my hand on the front desk. "Nah, I'm single. But I have something urgent to do with my friend now. Can you?"

She blushed when she heard what I said. She didn't stop working hurriedly checked the information on the computer. Then she told me, "She just came home, seems unwell. She usually greets people, but today just waved and left."

I understood what Timbers said, "Then can I go up to see her? Actually, she ordered fruits from me. I waited for her long time but didn't come to pick them up, so I came to here."

I handed a bag of fruit, she checked to make sure there were no other illegal items, and gave me a pass "This is a pass to the 12th floor, it can only be used today. Please remember to return it before leaving."

I took the pass and winked to her "Thanks, good girl."

Before I left, she wrote down her contact and handed to me "This is my number, can we have cup of tea next time?"

I took a look didn't think about taking her seriously, but she helped me as a courtesy, I put her note in my pocket and waved goodbye "Keep in touch."

She followed me all the way until I stepped into the elevator pressed the button for the 12th floor. As soon as the door closed, she looked very sorry but full of joy. To be honest, I really no interest. After all, she is the type who is easy to get. She sees the men handsome and speak in sweet words. If she wants to sex directly, she will be the first to take off her clothes.

After reaching, I left the and looked at the trash can on the side. I took the note from my pocket, crushed it and threw it. I feel sorry for she expecting me, but I have a special person in my heart now, the only rare girl I have met in my life, the one I want to possess the most, and I’m not interest in this kind of weed.

I arrived and rang the doorbell. There was no movement inside, no response, but I faintly hear the barking of a dog, which should be Kirin. I tried turn the doorknob found the door was not locked. I opened it directly and saw her lying on the floor of the living room. My mind went blank and a feeling of fear spread over me.

I closed the door and rushed. I held her in my arms and asked nervously, "Hey, Princess, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

She opened eyes slightly and looked at me, "Hey..."

She closed her eyes and fell on me. I put my ear close to her chest heard the sound of her heartbeat. I was relieved instantly. It was good that she was not dead. I picked her up and took her back to the room to rest. From her current condition, she seriously ill. I put her on the bed and pulled a chair sit beside her bed. I took off my gloves, wiped the sweat from my palms, and touched her forehead. She had a fever.

I got up and walked into the kitchen. I saw a pack of medicine given by the doctor on the dining table that had not been opened. All the medicines were marked to be taken after meals, which meant she had not taken the medicine yet. I thought about applying ice to her to cool her down. I opened the refrigerator and there was no fever-reducing patch, but there were a lot of ice cubes. There was no other way, I could use the traditional method to solve it.

I walked into the bathroom find a small bucket to fill with cold water, and I noticed her bra and panties hanging behind the door. I felt a little embarrassed. I couldn't help imagine that kind of scene when I saw her lace bra and panties. But can't judge a person by appearance. I knew she had a great figure, but I didn't expect her measurements to be so amazing. I was careless and underestimated her. She was a fucking sexy hot figure.

The water flowing out of the bucket, I quickly turned off the and took the bucket to the kitchen. Before that... I couldn't resist my desire and took another sneak peek at her bra and panties. I saw many women's bras and panties on the bed, including naked. Only her bra and panties, although they were the common lace type, many scenes emerged in my mind.

Ok enough, I suppressed my desire went back to the kitchen. I poured ice cubes into cold water and soaked a small towel in the cold water. I took the things to the room and put them on the floor. After making sure the small towel was cold, I wrung it out and folded it put on her forehead. I sat on the chair beside the bed, holding her little hand tightly and stroking it gently. I felt the same way. No one had taken care of me when I was sick, and now it made me want to take care of her even more.

Y/N Pov

A chill hits you, even you were feeling uncomfortable now, this chill is so reassuring. You open your eyes slightly and see someone holding your hand. You look in the direction, and saw Jason sitting by your bed. You wonder how he got into the house, but you don't feel like thinking about unnecessary questions now.

His face looks tired, it seems he must be very tired from working the night shift. You hold his rough hand tightly, and he notices you opened your eyes. His worried expression turns into a gentle smile, he moves closer and touches your messy hair. You are deeply moved by his actions and can't help but smile, he also smiles when sees it.

Before you speak, he spoke first, "Hey, princess. How are you feeling?"

"Feeling better." You said with a smile.

He soaked the small towel in cold water again, wrung it out and covered your forehead with it, "Sleep a little longer and you'll feel better. You haven't taken your medicine yet, is there anything you want to eat?"

You blurted out "Ochazuke tabetai..." in a daze and fell asleep.

(I want to eat green tea over rice...)

Jason was confused, "Ocha?"

Jason Pov

I was confused. Before she went to sleep, I heard what she wanted to eat. But it was in Japanese, I couldn't understand. I used my phone type in the pronunciation and found Ocha means tea. Do need to drink tea when sick? Or is there any dish made with tea? I searched and saw a Japanese dish made with tea.

The recipe is written like this: Brew tea first. Boil water, add kelp and bonito flakes, add salt, and make soup. Mix the tea and soup in a ratio of 7:3. Then cook rice. Put sour plums and sesame seaweed on the rice, and pour tea soup on it. Finally, it's done.

It seems like a simple cooking method, but I'm not sure I can do it well. I rarely have the opportunity to step into the kitchen, let alone daily cooking. I have only eaten sushi in Japanese cuisine, and never cooked a pot of Japanese cuisine myself.

I scratched my hair. I didn't know the result until I tried. I decided try to make it according the recipe. She sick and her sense of taste was not good. Even tasted bad, she probably wouldn't able to taste it. What the hell was I thinking about? Be more confident, Jason Peter Todd. To conquer a girl, you must conquer her stomach first. Why the hell was I thinking about all that? The first priority now is make her eat and take medicine.

I put the basic ingredients on the table. I swallowed because nervous. I put the rice in the rice cooker and cooked the other ingredients. Generally speaking, it simple to make it according the recipe, but lost in appearance. I served a bowl of what I made and tried a bite to taste it. I chewed it in my mouth. I couldn't tell whether tasted good or not, but the tea taste was a bit strong.

I served her another bowl of rice to try, hoping she wouldn't mind my poor cooking. I took the medicine from the table and took it to her room. I put my bowl on the table with hers, and put the small towel on her forehead into the bucket. I shook her gently and whispered to wake her up. She opened her eyes looked at me, then smelled the tea.

Y/N Pov

A faint smell of tea hits your nose, Jason helps you sit slowly on the bed. He takes a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks and hands them to you. You take it and smell it. It is the Ochazuke you have always been thinking about. The smell reminds you the taste of your hometown. You put the bowl to your lips and taste the tea carefully. Tears can't stop falling from your eyes. It's not tastes bad, just you miss the time you spent in hometown.

Jason sat on bed in panic to comfort you. "Sorry, I didn't expect so bad! I'll go out buy you something else to eat."

You looked at Jason's nervous expression and laughed. "You misunderstood. I'm not crying because it's bad."

He stroked your back gently. "Then... why?"

You clenched the bowl of Ochazuke in your hand. "My family is poor, and the food I eat most often is Ochazuke. It's also one of my favorites."

He moved closer and gently stroked your tears with his fingers. "Really..."

You covered your mouth with hands and laughed. "But I didn't expect you really cooked it for me."

He puts his arm around your shoulders and lets you lean on, saying awkwardly, "I... just want be nice to you... what can I do?"

You rub his shoulders, "Then if you get sick in future, I'll cook for you."

He looks at you with a happy smile, "Really?"

You nod and smile, "Really, I'm not lying to you."

He can't take back the smile on his lips, "I'm really looking forward to the day when I sick."

You bump his shoulders, "Damn!"

He held his belly and laughed, and you laughing with him. He sat back in the chair, holding the spoon and Ochazuke began to eat voraciously. You laugh because it was the first time you saw him eat Japanese food. You took a sip of the tea felt so warm, then gently stirred it with chopsticks and ate it. He followed your way of eating, as he was adapting to the local customs.

After the meal, he handed you the medicine and warm water asked you to take the medicine on time. He left your room with a small bucket and a bowl after eating. You put the medicine in hand and poured it into your mouth swallowed it before drinking water. You lay back on the bed and a feeling of sleepiness came over you, proving the effect of the medicine began to show. You realized it was such a reassuring feeling to have someone take care of you whe sick. You closed your eyes continued to fall asleep.

Jason Pov

I poured out the thawed water, poured new cold water into the bucket, poured ice cubes in, soaked the small towel and returned to the room. I saw she had fallen into a deep sleep, her complexion had improved a lot. This was a good thing. I wrung out the small towel and covered her forehead, then used another towel to wipe the sweat off her neck.

I noticed she was smiling in her sleep, I laughed quietly in case she suddenly woken up by me. She looked like a baby in her deep sleep, and I suddenly had an inexplicable thought. I gently patted her little hand, just like my mother used to coax me to sleep when I was young, then I fell into a very deep sleep, the kind that could sleep until dawn.

I approached quietly and carefully, holding my breath and kissing her cheek secretly, giving her a goodnight kiss. She just slept quietly without any scruples or defenses. Even we are the kind of friends, we should have the basic awareness of keeping a distance from the other person. If I were a pervert who couldn't suppress emotions and desires, maybe I would be the lustful wolf who ate a harmless little rabbit.

I stretched out my rough hand and held her little hand tightly, "My little princess, I wish you a good dream."

I let go her little hand went to the living room see a sleeping Kirin. I gently carried him to Y/N's room. I went into the kitchen to wash all the dishes and put them aside to dry. I returned to the room sat quietly while taking out my phone to look at it. I suddenly thought something very important. I forgot to ask what she wanted to eat for dinner. I looked at her sleeping face chose to put the question behind me and ask it when she woke up.

Y/N Pov

In the evening, you woke up and found the small towel on forehead was no longer cold. You heard a snoring sound coming. You saw Jason sitting on a chair next to you, sleeping soundly, and Kirin sleeping beside his feet. You sat on the bed looked at their sleeping faces with a relieved expression. It was a peaceful scene that healed people's hearts.

You took out the thermometer to measure your body temperature, and you recovered from the cold. You got out of bed and walked out of the room quietly, saw the house was clean. There were several small towels hanging on the balcony, which the towels Jason used to cool you down just now. These small towels meant he had changed several towels for you. He was unexpectedly careful and thoughtful.

At this time, the phone in the living room rang, you hurried to see it was his phone ringing. It showed that Bruce Wayne's call. You took it into the room try to wake Jason up, but he already sleeping and snoring non-stop. There was no way to answer it. Wonder if something urgent that needed to be dealt with.

You press the answer button "Hello, Mr Wayne."

Mr Wayne was surprised and coughed twice "Hey, Y/N. How are you? I heard from Tim that you sick."

You smiled and said "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, thanks to Jason's care."

You can hear Mr Wayne sighing with relief "Great. Where is Jason?"

You look at him sleeping in the room "He's asleep, I'll wake him up now."

He smiled "No, no, I called to ask about your situation. Since you are okay, I am relieved. My eldest son just caught a cold and a fever too."

I stood on the balcony and chatted with Mr Wayne "Dick is sick too? The recent flu is terrible, I hope he recovers soon."

"Dad, his friend?" At this time, you heard Damian's voice coming from next to Mr Wayne.

"Yes. What's wrong?" Mr Wayne said in a puzzled tone.

"Can I talk to her?" Damian suddenly said, and you were surprised to hear it. "

You can hear Mr Wayne mumbling from the phone, can hear it clearly "Don't say the wrong thing again, you and Jason's matter is not resolved yet."

Damian blurted out "I know."

You feel a little pressured. Talking to a child like him who has a bad temper, you still have to greet him politely "Hello, is it Damian?"

"Yes." He answered calmly, and the topic ended immediately.

You are thinking about what to say next, he interrupted and said "How is your illness?"

You are confused, the sudden concern "Oh... Thanks to Jason's care, I'm almost well."

After a moment of silence, he said "Would you like to visit manor when you get better?"

Nani? Did you hear correctly? You didn't understand, but you still answered him calmly, "Okay, no problem. See you, I'll bring Kirin play with you."

He was quiet for a while then said in a happy tone, "Okay, no problem. Take care, bye."

He hung up the phone... You looked very surprised. How could he suddenly become so well-behaved? You couldn't believe what he said. He suddenly cared about you, and you were almost scared to death. Is it really going to rain red today? Or he possessed by evil spirits? Jason must be informed this matter, you ran back to the room in panic to wake Jason up.

You slapped Jason's face, "Hey! Wake up!"

Jason was awakened by your slap. He fell off his chair and woke up Kirin who was sleeping soundly. He sat on the ground with a confused look on his face. "What?! What the hell is going on!"

You put his phone on his face. "Is your brother possessed by a ghost?!"

He took the phone back with a confused look. "What do you mean? Which brother?"

You said nervously, "Damian! I just talked to him on the phone."

He sat up and grabbed your arm. "What the hell he say?! Did he hurt you?"

You shook your head nervously. "He said when I got better welcome to visit the manor..."

He blinked a few times, with a question in his mind. "Huh? Really?"

You nodded quickly and held his hands tightly. "Yes! Really!"

He looked away, with a serious expression. "Maybe he really was possessed by a ghost... I'll go home and take a look later. If it's true, I'll find someone to exorcise it."

You hold your cheeks, with a surprised expression "Oh shit..."

He touches your head comforts you "It's okay, I'll inform Bruce first."

He takes out his phone find Mr Wayne's number and presses the dial button. He turns on the loud speaker so you can listen to it. After a while, Mr Wayne answered the call, and Jason's first words were "Hey Bruce, your son is possessed."

You are holding back your laughter, Mr Wayne silent for a while and then says "Dick is sick, not possessed."

Jason clarifies "Your youngest son, Damian Wayne. He asked Y/N come to manor when she recovers."

Bruce silent for a while, and suddenly heard him shouting "Tim, help me see if Damian is also sick! Jason said he was possessed!"

You heard Tim "What! No way! Holy shit!"

"The house is haunted!" You heard Dick scream.

"Go to sleep!" Mr Wayne yelled.

Jason hung up the phone looked at you after hearing the mess at home. You both couldn't help but burst into laughter. You now know their family has such a funny side. It's so rude to Mr Wayne's family, but it's so funny you and Jason can't stop laughing. Next time you go to Mr Wayne's manor, you really don't know what expression to use to face them.

After laughed enough, you leaned on his shoulder, "Ha... That's so funny."

He also laughed, "Fuck... Shit..."

You both looked at each other at the same time, and suddenly it felt so weird to meet eyes at the same time. You seemed a little overwhelmed and avoided him, Jason blushed and avoided your gaze. There was air conditioning and fan in the room, but your body felt hot. You thought it was awkward, you should not lean on his shoulder, he noticed and directly hugged you to prevent you from leaving.

The momentary happiness turned into a subtle mood, and you didn't know what to say in response. He whispered to your ear, "Sorry, stay like this for a while and I'll go back, okay?"

You were in a state of confusion when you heard he was going back. He had a home and should go back, but you didn't want him to go back. It was the loneliness and emptiness were bothering you. You accidentally blurted out, "Can't you not go back?"

His body trembled, you stole a glance at his face, which became even redder. "Erm... This is too sudden."

You hurriedly moved away from him, shaking your hands and explaining, "No! It's not what you think! You see, it's already evening, I mean to ask you if you want to have dinner together before going home..."

For some reason, your face was so hot, could it be the fever hadn't subsided yet? You stole a glance at his current expression, and his face was still red. You lowered your head didn't dare him to look at it anymore. He coughed to ease the atmosphere, "I can stay for dinner... If you don't mind."

You closed your eyes and shook your head, "I don't mind! The Ochazuke you cooked is delicious!"

He was so surprised that he gritted his teeth and scratched his hair, "Really... As long as you like it."

It's damn hot now. You can't figure out whether it's the fever or the temperature change in the room. You blush and swallow, put your hand on his arm move closer to him. He sees your hand running across his arm, his breathing becomes a little rapid in his confusion. You realize you are not in the right mood and withdraw your hand.

He suddenly blocks your eyes with his hand, preventing you from seeing his expression. You can feel his breathing is disordered, you sit up straight nervously, not even daring to bend your back. You pinch your trembling hands, scared and confused because you can't see everything in front of you. His hands are also hot, and you are increasingly confused about whether these temperatures are yours, his body, or the temperature of the room.

Jason Pov

What the fuck is going on now! Why is the rhythm between us suddenly messed up! I have no idea what the hell is going on now! Why are we both in such a passionate situation! My breathing rate is so chaotic, my heartbeat is constantly accelerating, all my emotions are fucked up by her.

I blocked her view prevent her to see my expression. I don't know what she thinks of me, but she doesn't have to show she wants to be eaten by me, it's fucking erotic enough to increase my lust. Calm down, Jason Peter Todd. Calm down the fuck, don't cross that line, once cross it, you can't back to the beginning.

"Sorry..." I exhaled, and her lips showed a look of confusion.

It's just a topic for dinner, don't let your mind wander to other things, okay? It's damn hot, the room is hot, but actually my body that's overheated. I stared at her lips for a while, when I got close to her lips, I could feel each other's breath. Or I could just kiss and confront her, but the response might not be what I expected.

I backed off, I didn't dare to kiss her when I thought about the future. Her lips were right in front of me, I only needed to touch them lightly. It was such a simple thing, but I couldn't take that step. I was afraid of how she would look at me in the future, and our relationship would become distant and couldn't go back to original life.

I couldn't help myself, I kissed my hand that was covering her eyes and let go. Her eyes were full of charming eyes, which I liked the most when she only looked at me. What a beautiful girl can make me crazy. A disease can make me upset. A simple sleeping face can make me feel happy and confused.

My princess... What kind of spell did you cast on me to make me so fascinated.

"Jason? Are you okay?" She put her hand on my face with a worried expression.

I was confused like an idiot, but calmed down. "Sorry, was distracted. I'll ummm… bathroom first and cook for you. Wait for me."

I put my hand on the door looked back at her. She noticed my face and smiled brightly, which touched my heart. I really wanted to hug her in my arms. I opened the bathroom and stood in front of the sink, staring at myself in the mirror. I took some water and splashed it on my face try to wake myself up. Wait, bathroom... I looked behind the door and saw a set of underwear and panties...

"Fuck you..." I said to myself. I have never felt that underwear is so attractive and sinful in my life.

I left the bathroom and heard noises coming from the living room. I saw her and Kirin playing. Seeing how active she was, I didn't have to worry about her anymore. I stood aside watched her and Kirin jumping around. She hummed a Japanese song and clapped her hands while dancing. It was so healing today. Seeing the person I love the most so healthy and beautiful showing her lovely and charming side in front of me.

She noticed me standing aside and watching. She walked towards me with Kirin in her arms. "Kirin, do you want to play with daddy?"

I pointed at myself in surprise. "Me? Kirin's daddy?"

She smiled and said, "Yes, Kirin likes you very much. He even sticks to you when sleeps. I envy too much."

I teased her playfully. "Are you envious of Kirin sleeping with me, or jealous of not being able to sleep with me?"

She pouted and whispered, "Both."

This feeling so fucking exciting, it's just too blissful! I happily leaned over looked at Kirin, "Kirin, why don't you play with mommy first, and daddy play with you after cooks dinner, OK?"

"Woof!" He wagged his tail happily.

Then she acted like a spoiled child with a pitiful expression, "I want eat ice cream~"

I laughed and pinched her cheek, "You better go and rest, or I won't buy it for you."

I saw her sticking her tongue out at me then went back to the living room to play. It was so healing to be amused by her funny expression. I went into the kitchen get ingredients to prepare dinner. She hadn't recovered yet, so better made some light food. While I was cutting the ingredients, my phone rang. I put down my work and took out my phone. Dickhead calling, and I pressed the answer button.

"Babybird~ Didn't you come home for dinner? I miss my baby brother~" I could tell from his voice that he l still sick.

I put the phone to my ear and pressed it with shoulder "Nah, I have something to do tonight. I will go back to my own home after I finish my work, not to the manor, so don't have to leave dinner for me."

He sneezed and said sadly "You are biased! Take care of your girlfriend! Not your dear brother."

I complained angrily "Damn Dickhead! Alfred and others at home, not enough people to take care of you?! Do you want to ask Bruce to call even the private doctor!"

He suddenly laughed "Eh? It's not pure friendship between you two?"

I said embarrassedly "Fuck you! Shut up!"

His laughter came from the phone. This guy was sicker than expected. He suddenly muttered, "Y/N such a lucky girl~ Babybird takes care of her so attentively."

Suddenly I thought something to bully him, "Oh... I forgot, you don't have your dearest Kitsune lying by your pillow to take care of you."

He choked on his saliva and coughed, "Bastard Babybird!"

I laughed at him, "Oh ya, if Kitsune was naked at this time, then lay on your bed, using her seductive body to warm your bed, maybe would heal faster, I'm not wrong, right?"

He coughed even harder, "I'm hanging up!"

I teased him again, "Don't make weird noises in bed at night, be careful Kitsune hears it."

"Babybird!" I hung up the phone as soon as he shouted.

"What's wrong?" She poked her head out curiously.

I laughed and said, "Dick hasn't recovered yet. I just bullied him."

She pointed at me smiled wickedly, "You're so mean~"

I put my phone back in my pocket, "He's unlucky. Ah, and... I'm a mean person to begin with."

Chapter 14 End.

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Hpma Main Character Profile : Minji Kirin ! ♪

"Oh, yes, very interesting—plenty of smarts, a bit of bravery, too. There's talent, of course. And something more."

— The Sorting Hat regarding Minji whilst sorting her.

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↳ Birthdate: September 15, 1996

↳ Blood status: Muggle-born

↳ House: Ravenclaw

↳ Wand: 12½", Hawthorn, Unicorn Tail Hair Core

↳ Boggart: Dementor (usually), other unknown

↳ Patronus: Undecided (suggestions are encouraged!)

↳ Likes: Cats, Books, Mangos, Strawberry Yogurt, Astronomy, High Grades, Tulips, Periwinkle (favorite color)

↳ Dislikes: Arguments, Loud Noises, Low Grades, Lightning, Thunderstorms, Messing Up

↳ Good at: Dueling, Astronomy, Cooking, Playing the Piano

↳ Poor at: Divination Class, Maintaining a Proper Sleep Schedule...

↳ Weakness: Thunderstorms, Dust (allergy) ☠️

ⵢ₊˚ MORE .

↳ Her niffler is named Toulouse, and her snowy owl's named Oko. She doesn't know whether to name the golden snitch following her, but she's hanging on 'Lux.'

↳ Minji is generally very sweet and friendly. She's quite the social butterfly. (Her personality is exactly just like MC in-game ^^;)

↳ Because of that ^, she's quite well-known. Not necessarily popular, but a lot of people know her.

— "The Ravenclaw with the red hair clip? I think I know her, yeah."

— "Yeah. She's my seatmate. I asked her for her notes during class in a panic because I forgot mine. She's nice. She even offered to tutor me."

↳ She gives flowers to her friends randomly. Er, let's hope she doesn't pick a poisonous one anytime soon.

↳ Pets every creature she sees, though mostly stray cats and dogs. Oh it has fleas, probably has rabies, and likely carries 23 infections? So cute. It's wagging its tail. Hehe.

↳ Minji acts confident for the sake of others feeling less anxious and scared, but deep down she is quite insecure, and tends to doubt her abilities. (given her insecurities as a muggle-born)

↳ Minji tends to burden herself when she makes mistakes. Feeling immense guilt when she does something wrong.

↳ Oddly enough, there's not a lot of things known about her background or family. Other than the fact that her father is a doctor and her mother is a business analyst of the company he works in. She either dodges questions skillfully or full on refuses to answer them completely.

↳ Her intelligence is completely off the charts. Though she doesn't show this very smart side of her as much as Kevin does, she's quite easily one of the most brightest kids.

↳ She knows an incredible lot about various things, and often gives full-detailed explanations/logical answers—say, music, or animals, etc. If you ask whether she's greatly interested in the topic, she'll say no and that she just happens to know a bit about it.

↳ Minji is too humble for her own good. She doesn't not thank people, but she often turns the credit around and targets it towards them.

↳ Minji is a night owl. She often sleeps too late because she's either studying or exploring the Forbidden Forest.

↳ Additional to that, she's not a morning person ☠️ She's not in a bad mood, but best believe she's half-asleep 80% of the time she's preparing in the morning. One time she literally kneeled down the common room of Ravenclaw to sleep on the floor if it weren't for Ivy and Lottie stopping her.

↳ Minji is very caring and is a good listener. She offers the best hugs if you ever feel sad, and she will cup your face and wipe your tears, and maybe even kiss your forehead if you let her!!

↳ Minji is actually very wise and tends to have a wiser approach on things. Her friends tease her and joke about her being 'an old soul.'

↳ Minji smells like vanilla. That's all lol