#Nightshade otome game

[kurayami-no-ko]

More expressive than words: A Hattori Hanzo short story

Note: The original Japanse version of this story was provided to me by whitedogfestival, who kindly did it so the Nightshade fandom could have some much-needed content. From what I know, the story is included in a Hanzo Hattori goods set. The set has two standees and one booklet, in which this short story is written.

The story tells what happened after the events of Hanzo's route in Nightshade (otome game). There are spoilers for the game in this short story.

More expressive than words

Hattori Hanzo

While tending to the medicinal plant field in the garden, Enju suddenly stopped.

When she turned to look, she saw Hanzo on the porch preparing medicine. Even though he appeared as if he was looking at what was under his hands, Enju understood something. For a mere instant, their eyes had met. It was because right before Enju had paused what she was doing, Hanzo had been gazing at her.

When they first met in Kyo in the midst of spring while flowers were blooming, she could not imagine that they would one day have this kind of relationship. However, now…

“Enju.”

“Yes.”

“How long do you plan on staring at me?”

Hanzo said as he kept his gaze directed towards what was under his hands. Hearing his question, in spite herself, words failed her.

(Wasn’t you the one that was staring at me?)

She was about to say that but at the end, the words did not come out.

“Why did you think so?” This question was the only answer she could give to him.

It was true, only by paying attention to Hanzo could she realize that he was looking at her.

(I knew that I had been found out but…even so, it is quite embarrassing.)

No matter how many times the depth of her feelings had been discovered by him, she still felt embarrassed when it happened.

Without saying anything, Enju kept standing still and finally, Hanzo looked up.

The corner of his mouth curved slightly into a faint smile. The beauty of the smile touched Enju and reddened her cheeks.

“Are you already done with tending to the medicinal plants?”

“Are you almost done, Hanzo-sama?”

“I am almost done.”

Hearing that, Enju wiped her hands and cheerfully left the medicinal plant field to head to the porch.

Arranged on the porch were medicinal ingredients which were grinded into fine powder and kneaded with jiaogulan to thicken it and turn it into a paste. After being rolled into many round pills, they were lined up. In order to get that jiaogulan, Hanzo and Enju had spent many hours collecting the plants and boiled them.

As Hanzo was looking at the round pills, his face took on a gentle expression.

Because of that, Enju decided to ask something she had wanted to know all this time. If it was now, maybe she would be able to receive an answer.

“What kind of medicine are you making? You said it was for personal use...is it for you?”

Hanzo did not answer. No, it seemed more like he struggled to find an answer.

After some slight hesitation, his hands gently moved to a place next to him. Maybe it was something he did not want to say in a loud voice. Doing as he indicated, Enju stood up on the porch and moved to sat besides Hanzo.

When Enju was about to say his name, he gently held her shoulders. As she buried her face into his strong chest, her entire face reddened. The faint pain in his voice prevented her from looking up.

“A medicine that cannot be delivered. But for all this time, I had been making this in order to present it to him. That lord sometimes get wracked with terrible coughs.”

After saying that, there was no further need for Hanzo to directly mention his former Master. Tokugawa Ieyasu. The person under whom he had served for more than twenty years, to whom he had sworn absolute fealty. The person who had sent Hanzo to protect Enju from the shinobi who pursued her. It was likely that he was the person who understood, trusted, and appreciated Hanzo the most.

“Bring it to him?”

“...No...I am unable to present it to him. I am no longer his shinobi.”

“But”

“I just couln’t help myself from making it. I wasted the medicinal plants you grew. Sorry.”

“No. You didn’t waste the medicine plants at all. After all, you made the medicine with your own hands, Hanzo-sama.”

Reflexively, she looked up. His handsome face was right in front of her eyes.  As always, she became startled. To be held in his warm arms filled her with the greatest of happiness. She thought that there was no way to express the love welling up inside her. Hanzo’s pupils only reflected her. Hanzo’s pupils were so gentle. Seeing his beautiful smile, her heart felt as if it was pricked by a pin.

Someone who did not know Hanzo would think that he was expressionless but to Enzo, he was expressive. She and Hanzo’s former Master were likely to be the only ones that understood this. Enju could not dispel the feeling that she had stolen Hanzo from his Master. She had stolen an absolute existence from Hanzo and thus caused him pain...

“You are always like this.”

“Sorry?”

“Feeling the pains of other people as if they were yours own. You have always been like this. You do not allow me to conceal my pain.”

“Hanzo-sama.”

“It is for that exact reason that I find you lovely. It’s you, you that give me a reason to continuing living.”

“Let’s continue living together.”

“Yes, stay together forever...”

As he kissed her softly, Enju closed her eyes. His embrace was so warm, so gentle.

(No matter what, I want to present it to him.)

It was probable that Enju did not realize that Hanzo share her feeling. However, as their lips touched and their breaths mingled, they both became more expressive than they had ever been and thus their feelings were conveyed to the each other.

I also translated the Tokugawa Ieyasu's short story, which seems to be related to this Hanzo's story so I recommend reading it for those who are interested at this link.

[lynette-mirror]

Otoge heroines as LIs

part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/lynette-mirror/768541890777841664/otoge-heroines-as-lis-part-2-part-1

[cleaetpauline60]

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[carlatsukinamistolemyhamsandwich]

The Big Otome Game Survey

Hello all,

I've decided to launch a big otome game survey, looking at most popular characters across several popular otome games (and whether there are any correlations in terms of people liking the same characters across multiple games). You can also vote for your favourite otome game among the options listed.

If you're interested in otome games, please do participate and reblog this post! You don't need to have played all of the games on the list in order to participant, just answer for any that you have.

The survey will close at 10pm (22:00) (UTC+1) on May 1st 2025 and I will publish the results sometime after.

Any issues with the survey just let me know in the replies on this post!

[salty-hakuouki]

Tell me who you are.

[moeblob]

Thinking about Goemon's route being a poly roadtrip to me like. what's better than Enju having a boyfriend who loves her? Enju having TWO boyfriends who love her.

[my-current-obsession]

I decided to post a tier list of my thoughts of all the routes in various otomes that I’ve played. I was inspired to do this because I just finished Norn9, and while I’ll admit that upon finishing the game I have SEVERAL issues with the story as a whole and a few routes in particular, I did love Akito and Heishi enough to add them to my favorite routes of all time, and I’ll definitely return to the game every now and then just to replay those two, if nothing else. Looking forward to the fandisc, too!

I’d be happy to talk about my feelings in depth for basically any otome or specific route, if you’re curious. My absolute favorites are Code: Realize, Collar x Malice, Taisho x Alice, and Even if Tempest.

[rjthirsty]

These posts were going around at the time, and I just love them. I laugh every time I see them.

Mystic Messenger.

I only don't see Zen making it rain on Jumin and think maybe Yoosung should be there. But Yoosung losing is also apropos.

Star Crossed Myth.

Perfect. Spot on. No notes.

Nightshade.

Please! I love this one. The extra makes it so worth it.

[skredjun]

📢SUPER SALE📢 All my ✨Otome Enamel pins ✨are 20% off!

The discount will last until March 15th.

[thefallenblue]

very assorted otoge stuff ?? I'm just trying to dump some of my old art here

[kurayami-no-ko]

Ascertaining that heat (Chojiro's short story)

Translator's note: This story tells about what happened after Chojiro's route in an otome game called Nightshade. It focuses on Chojiro and Enju. It was sold as a set along with a standee of Chojiro but is no longer sold now. whitedogfestival was the person that provided me with the raw of this story, along with another story focusing on Ieyasu, which I have already translated a while back.

Now enjoy!

Ascertaining that heat

“You overexert yourself again. I kept telling you this so many times already.”

While wiping off Chojiro’s sweat with a cold towel, Enju pouted. While laying under the blanket and being at a complete loss with her displeasure, Chojiro closed his eyes.

“But in that type of situation, there was no other way…”

“There was. It would have been better if we had ran together.”

“But then you would have been wet, too.”

“Only a little bit. It would have been better than you getting soaking wet, brother. Luckily, it seems that you only have a light fevel but...you haven’t fully recovered yet, after all.”

Though this turned into a minor quarrel, it immediately subsided then Enju and Chojiro’s eyes met. At the end, the person to fold first was Chojiro.

“Then, next time, I will try not to do something like this again. I will respect your wish..”

Then Enju said, “Okay. Please do it next time.”

The origin of this business was yesterday evening shower. The rain suddenly fell from the sky and both of them were unprepared and had to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

However, the rain was very strong so in order to prevent Enju from becoming wetter, Choji forcibly hugged her and ran. The result was that on the next day, Chojiro became sick and ended up being taken care of by Enju this way and that inside a room of an inn.

“Welll...is this what being husband and wife is like?”

Though something like this rarely happened, recently, whenever some differences occurred between two of them, it was more often for Chojiro to yield. There was no longer a trace of the Enju who once kept calling him brother and following his orders.

“Ye-yes. Because we are husband and wife, brother, I want you to listen to me a little bit…”

When the conversation reached that point, Chojiro had a displeased expression.

“Then how about you, too, stop calling me brother?”

“Eh…”

Because she looked like she never thought about it, Chojiro started to speak slightly teasingly.

“While we are married, calling me brother is strange, right?”

“Then, what can I call…”

“Let’s see, what can you call me?”

To her, this was a very difficult problem. Chojiro understood this but to him, this was an opportunity to speak of it.

After thinking of this for a short while, Enju sat properly next to his futon and called out his name.

“Then...Chojiro, sama.

“It feels somewhat formal.”

“...How about dear lord husband…” (Translator’s note: She actually used anata-sama. Anata is a term of endearment that Japanese woman use to call their husbands, but sama is a honorific.)

“I don’t mind it, but I still feel it is distant.”

It was as if Enju returned back to the days when she still spoke very formally. For a while, she became silent then she brought up another way of calling.

“...my dear.” (Translator’s note: she used anata which is less formal.)

“Ah...It is good.”

While lying stretched out, Chojiro seemed to be satisfied, gave his nod of approval and closed his eyes.

Now, Enju’s face became all red and she grasped tightly at the towel she was holding on.

(I did think about one day calling him like that, but to think that it will be now…)

Embarrassed because the distance between them suddenly seemed smaller, Enju earnestly casted her eyes down and thought of what to say to escape this. Noticing this, Chojiro called her name.

“Enju. I feel a little bit cold.”

“Yes. Then, now, I will bring you something warm to drink…”

“No. Come here.”

Here? Enju leaned her head to one side puzzledly so Chojiro lifted up the futon a little bit to show her. Seeing this, Enju became increasingly red. It was unexpected so for a while, she seemed quite confused.

However, Chojiro did not seem to be giving up so at last, she yielded and slipped half of her body under the blanket.

“Isn’t it cold that way? Come close.”

Then finally, under the blanket, she laid in his arms. Something like this had happened before but Enju wondered about whether before, Chojiro had been so forcible in embracing her. However, his hot breath touching her ear made it hard for her to think about such things.

“...Was I a little bit too mean?”

“Yes. Teasing me so much like this…”

Enju was staying this but stopped when she suddenly noticed how hot Chojiro’s body was.

She thought his body temperature was only a little bit too high, but now it seemed to increase greatly. Chojiro was holding her body tightly with his eyes closed and she did not attempt to move away from him.

(That is why I want him not to overexert himself… Single-mindedly continuing on travelling is not an easy thing.)

She remembered the journey thus far, and then drew up the future.

They continued on running towards the west. They spent one night in a village near the ocean, they smelled the scent of a plant that they had never seen before, they talked to people whose accents were heavy for the first time. The food that they ate for the first time were all fresh and if there was Chijiro by her side to eat with her, the food all felt delicious.

...However.

Occasionally, they got overcome by their deep sorrow regretting the light of the life that was now past. They felt worried about the coming end of themselves who had nowhere to go back to. Furthermore, what was most worrying was that Chojiro’s condition had not fully recovered yet.

Despite that, Chojiro tried to prioritize Enju and she could not stop worrying about that.

After letting out a small breath, Enju gently grabbed hold of her husband’s clothes. Then she moved closer towards his chest, and felt his heat.

“Please sleep properly...my dear.”

It seemed that Chojiro could hear these few words.

Despite not responding back, his chest simply rose up and down slowly and just like that, Enju continued nestling close to him.

[amarara]

Guys...

For this month which fandom would you like me to make? ^^))

and... should I draw them with the mc?

[ayaspen]

Otome Games Masterlist

Hi,Welcome to my Otome obsession phase! 🦋

Olympia Soirée Review 💮

Piofiore Review 🔫

Collar X Malice Review 📌

Cupid Parasite Preview 🧁

Even If Tempest Review 🔮

(Links to Reviews will be added as I write them after finishing the games or starting new ones)

[achy-boo]

Night. She's the safest (?). Plus pretty

Miss Nightshade? She is both safe and dangerous.

Commonly Found: The courtyard, The Library and The Greenhouse

+ Shares the curiosity of her doll making or the Sapphire Lake Dorm

+ Music Club or the tea club for your club

+ Any item that involved doll making, stars, moon or any gothic or cute

- books about illegal things(you know what they are)

- choosing ‘snakes’ on her birthday

- confuse her as Dawn.

So either way…she is both but she is a sweetheart if you treated her respectfully

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[pirunika]

i need mutuals who like otome..esp my new obsession Nightshade .:*♡

[fhlenn]

some past kuroyuki and enju fanart : )