#hyaa

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I need everybody to see this chase

(Doctor Who S09E03, Day of the Daleks part 3)

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this was a bait post, and honestly it's the first AI post I've seen that I'd argue rises to the level of art. it takes a piece explicitly about someone's humanity and deliberately strips that out. it's intentionally soulless.

and in the 'filled-out' section, the human forms of Keith's art are replaced with vague squiggles imitating them, because the AI fundamentally can't understand humanity, only imitate it.

it's using the AI to condemn AI.

Rage. In my heart. All-consuming. FUCK AI.

[ahkaraii]

[whys-nosense]

hyaa!

[shadowlinktheshadow]

bro honestly I think brawl gotta be my favorite smash bros game

for the sole reason that whenever you pick someone they call/cry out from the shitty wii remote speaker

they dont. they dont do that anymore :(

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missed out the best photo from the event

A Willy Wonka pop-up event in Glasgow had attendees calling the police after they paid £35 and the event didn’t deliver what was promised.

Event goers were promised a whimsical adventure all themed around something Willy Wonka might create in his factory.

Source

The keen-eyed amongst you might have noticed something a little bit…wrong.

Imagnation Lab. Encherining Entertainment. Catgacating. Live perforrmances. Cartchy tunes. Exarserdray lollipops. And my favourite “A pasadise of sweets teats”

But what did the event actually look like? WELL.

Feel like the marketing team got a bit carried away.

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there's no other show quite like doctor who

(from the reconstructed 5th part of The Wheel in Space)

[loveisurvival]

I love Danganronpa rarepairs of girls in love, my favourite right now that I found out about is Chihiro x Kyoko

Tell me about your rarepairs of girls in love

back in 2020 I got randomly obsessed with piano tiles for no reason and I was hanging out with my irl while playing it (they like danganronpa as well) and I said "haha piano tiles would be a good ship name for chiaki and kaede" as a joke. But then I thought about it. And got obsessed for no reason

[smutmind]

Onii-chan's Reward

Sana x Male Reader

The suite's lights were low, casting golden hues across the plush carpet and cream curtains. But all you could see was her.

Sana stood just inside the doorway, legs together, hands clasped behind her back. Her hair was platinum blonde, tied into twin ponytails that bounced with every tiny tilt of her head. Her white blouse was comically tight—buttons nearly gasping—bare thighs peeking beneath it, the schoolgirl skirt nowhere to be found.

“Onii-chan~” she cooed, dragging out the last syllable like a cartoon temptress. “You were working sooo hard today…”

She bounced once. Twice. Her small breasts jiggled under the blouse. Button tension: critical.

“So I came to reward you~! You like my outfit, ne?” she asked, fingers tapping together.

You nodded—speechless.

“Kyaa~! I knew it!” she squealed, spinning once, letting the blouse lift just enough to flash pale panties stretched tight across her ass.

Then she dropped to her knees between your legs. Just like that. No hesitation.

“Mou~ onii-chan, you’re already so… excited,” she whispered, voice sugary and full of fake-shy blush. “You’re such a perv~!”

She tugged your cock free, eyes going wide for effect. “Ehhh?! It’s twitching already… sugoi…”

Then she unbuttoned her blouse, tongue poking out the corner of her mouth. The last two buttons popped with a satisfying pip, revealing her small, perky chest—no bra, just soft, bare skin and flushed pink nipples.

“Even though I’m small here…” she whispered, squishing her breasts together around your shaft, “I’m gonna make you feel soooo good~!”

She giggled—high, breathy, lewd.

With a slick line of spit and a little pout, she started moving—tight, wet, and fast. Her ponytails bounced. Her voice got breathier.

“Ahh~ onii-chan~ your cock is so big… it’s bullying my little oppai~!”

You groaned.

Her tongue flicked out, teasing your tip every time it passed between her curves.

“Hyaa~ it’s twitching so much! Are you gonna… are you gonna cum for me?”

You nodded, ready to break.

“Then… make a big mess for your naughty imouto~!”

You exploded—hot streaks across her chest, her collarbone, even up into one of her bouncing pigtails. She squealed playfully, wiping some of it with her finger and sucking it clean with a wink.

“Unyaa~ so dirty, onii-chan~” she whispered. “Do I get extra credit now?”

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"Todd Howard" those folders belong to the Vortex mod manager. This happened because you tried to meddle with Todd's vision

any computer people wanna explain how the hell this works

it wont let me do shit bc i apparently have 81 gigs of apps clogging my c drive, but my largest app is 0.4gb?????? its not system applications either because system is its own segment of storage. wadda hell are you talking about

[mellowwillowy]

Modest Maid Serves Diligently!

Consisting of: orgasm denial and control, spanking. GN!Reader wears (skirt) maid costume and lacy panties.

"Bring over that water to me"

He pointed toward the counter where the water jug and cups resided. You walked toward it while clutching your skirt tightly, legs shaking slightly while lips pursed. Your face was as red as a rose, eyes hazy because of the tears, or to be more exact, the vibrator inside of you. You brought glass water to him.

"Hiiiy-!"

The man in front of you smiled innocently while his finger toyed with the controller. You could feel it vibrating even more, making you spill the water mid-way. The man tsked at it while ushering you to come closer and you did.

"Hmm.. hold it for me,"

The man brought your hand closer to his face and started drinking from it. You have to do this correctly, or what you thought to yourself.

"Nnngh- hyaa-!"

The vibrator inside of you started to vibrate even more again, the vibration pleasuring you, causing you to accidentally spill water on the man. Looking down, you could see their face darkened with a smirk plastered on.

"What a dutiful maid you are..."

Your hands couldn't hold the cup anymore, allowing it to fall while you clutch your thighs, pressing your thighs to help you chase your near-coming orgasm. But, he didn't allow it.

The vibrator pressure was lowered down, and you whined as you lost the feelings inside you.

"No no no, do you seriously think you deserved that after you spilled water on me?"

You whined even louder, your eyes teary. Looking at you, the man gulped before yanking you closer to him. His hands started to travel onto your ass, playing with the flesh. You pursed your lip again, moans slipping out occasionally.

You could also feel the vibrator vibrating hard again, making you jerk your body upfront to the man, hands resting on his shoulder.

"Clasp your hands on your back and stand still and silently"

The man commanded as he smacked your ass, serving it as a reminder. You tried to do so, alas only to be met with failures. Your whimpers were audible and your shakings were visible. He started to increase the level while kneading your ass, your legs shaking violently before you placed your hands on his shoulder again, moans escaped from your bitten lips. The man smacked your ass again, causing you to jerk in front instinctively.

"What a bad maid you are... chasing your own pleasure while ignoring your master's order?"

You shivered at his words, in a good way of course. His hand traveled under your skirt, feeling the drenched lacy panties, his finger teased you before he inserted one of his fingers inside you. Your body jerked violently from the contact and stimulation, your hands clutching the fabric on his shoulder even tighter.

"Ah ah ah, no, not before I allow you to"

You whined, your orgasm controlled by the man beneath you. He slipped another finger into you, and his fingers skillfully played your insides, hitting that one spot repeatedly. You were so close, but you knew better than to disobey. Yes, you knew better. You knew better!

And yet, you could feel it dripping down, wetting his trouser.

He stared at you first before moving to his trouser after you finished your show. It's wet, again. The man lifted you from the ground and placed you on his lap, his hands reached your ass before you could say anything.

"Did I not" smack "tell you" smack "that you" smack "are not allowed" smack "to come" smack "unless I" smack "allow you to?" Smack!

You cried at his spankings, your legs thrashing around before it's smacked as well. The spankings didn't stop there, it kept going even if your ass cheeks were screaming red.

"Silence"

You tried but the choked sobs wouldn't stop flowing out. Your eyes brimming with flowing tears, hands clutching the surface you could reach tightly. The room was filled with your suppressed sobs and the sharp spankings. You knew he was being lenient enough to not make you count, you knew that for sure.

"And... 34" smack!

Your punishment ended with you looking like a crying mess. That is, with you excited down there as well, your panties drenched again. He sat you down on his lap. You broke out a sob as you tried to ask him,

"Huk- may I, uhk- khuk- come now?"

He gave your ass another smack.

"Where's the apology?"

You started to apologize, a lot in a sense. Your cheeks were covered with tears flowing down like a falling river, your thighs pressed against each other for friction. The man hummed while tapping his index finger on your red flesh. He started to rub your excitement with his thigh, making you ride him instinctively, trying to chase your end.

As though allowing you to, his fingers started to feel your breast, pinching the clothed nipples. He couldn't even be bothered by how wet his trouser was.

"You have a beautiful moan, you know?"

You twitched at his praise, dragging your hips in and out even faster, feeling your private area getting hotter from it.

"Please.. please... please, please, Master!"

The man brought his lip to your ear, nibbling it before a 'go on' broke out. The man sat back as he watched you perform a show for him with his thigh beneath you.

Safe to say, it ended beautifully.

|| Pantalone, (especially electro...) Childe, Diluc, Al-Haitham, Zhongli, Pierro, Dottore, Neuvillette, Wriothesley (daddy?), Ayato, Blade, Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Luocha, Sampo, OC.

[merakiui]

book 7 octa just dropped on EN and all the mermen bullying you for dancing in the club? they're so mean! maybe next they'll yank your clothes off so they can see all your human parts. you look so weird, they have to touch all over you!

>_< ohhhh, such mean mers!!!!

Holding you by the arms while a bunch of hands grab at your clothes and pull, shredding them in seconds. You’re so embarrassed, yelling at them to stop, to not be so rough, to “Hey! Watch where you’re touching!!!!” until all you can manage are shivery gasps and little startled eep and hyaa!

All while they laugh and jeer at you. You’re so strange. They’ve never seen nipples before. What are these perky, little nubs for anyway? Pinching them and tugging harshly, grinning when it elicits such a cute, crying whine from you. And that space between your legs! There’s not any body hair on merfolk, so it’s so fascinating to see it on you.

They wonder if down there is as stretchy and soft as merpussy. >:) maybe they’ll have to touch you a little deeper to find out.

It’s just a dream, so it shouldn’t matter,,, is what you want to think, but this all feels so real. Raw sex with a group of mermen bullies is too much!!!! This is less dream and more nightmare.

[let-me-be-an-egg-toast]

dude i know now why larry is so shippable

larry is just...a dude

some guy

like ofc not some guy is a gym leader and elite 4 but you know what i mean

he literally perfectly contrasts EVERYBODY

HE'S A FUCKING ANOMALY THAT MAN

IN A WORLD FULL OF ANOMALIES, WHIMSY, AND ENERGETIC AND PASSIONATE CHARACTERS, NORMAL BECOMES THE ANOMALY

HE LITERALLY STANDS THE FUCK OUT AND FROM EVERYBODY

HE DONT WANNA DO MORE THAN WHATS REQUIRED, HE JUST WANNA STAY IN HIS LANE FR BUT EVERYBODY IS LIKE "HYAA AAA BATTLE WOOHOOO POKEMON" LIKE

CMON

he's so fucking SHIPPABLE ITS KILLING ME

HE'S SO NORMAL, HE'S SO DONE WITH EVERYTHING

larry x kabu? larry x rika? larry x hassel? larry x brassius? larry x saguaro? larry x katy? LITERALLY EXTROVERT/ENERGETIC/PASSIONATE X INTROVERT/DONE WITH THIS SHIT

larry x geeta? enemies to lovers guy who doesnt wanna do it anymore x boss who's trying to trigger his character development arc to his annoyance

larry x grusha? fuckin guy who doesnt have passion anymore x guy who got his passions stripped from him by an accident

larry x volo? guy just says "ok just pls make sure to come home by 9" when his s/o is like "im going to reach god and remake the entire world as a whole"

my god people

LOOK AT THIS MAN

LOOK AT HOW SHIPPABLE HE IS

USE IT

[dark-frosted-heart]

Melted by Summer's Lust - Roger Barel (Epilogue)

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this.

NSFW, MINORS DNI

This is all just sex

After holding back for 4 days, we were finally able to touch each other on the 5th night.

Our entwined legs held us together and we held each other’s hands tightly—we made love until we were satisfied.

We went at it like animals in heat, making a mess of the sheets.

Kate: Ah…

As I caught my breath, sweat dripped from Roger’s body down onto mine.

Roger: …Sorry.

Kate: No…I’m the same. It’s a sweltering night. It’s so hot…

I felt hot and sticky, not just from what we did, but also because of the heat and humidity.

Roger: …Then how about we go somewhere cooler?

The moment he said that, Roger lifted me up—with the two of us still connected of course.

Kate: …?! Ah…Roger, don’t…walk…!

Every step Roger took jolted my body and sent pleasure through me.

Roger: It’s just a couple steps away.

Kate: …Eh…?

Roger took me out to the balcony.

The night breeze was definitely better than the heat indoors, but…

Kate: R-Roger…! We’re outside…!

Roger: There’s no one else but us here, so it doesn’t matter.

Kate: Ah…!

Roger suddenly lowered me onto the balcony and pulled out.

The movement made me cry out.

Roger: …See, there’s no one around to hear you moan like that.

Kate: Then…I’ll make an exception this time.

Roger: …Glad you understand. That’s expected from my dog-assistant-partner-lover.

Roger happily untied the strings of my clothes.

My breasts spilled out, exposing them to the midsummer night air.

Roger: A~ah. They’re so hard…We did a lot of kissing and stuff, but I didn’t get to play with your tits much.

His large hands cupped and played with my breasts.

It felt good, but an impatient heat gathered within me…It was frustrating.

Kate: …Roger…Don’t tease me…

Roger: Use your words.

Kate: Please…touch my nipples…

Roger: You want me to just touch them?

Kate: Nngh~~L-lick them…please.

When I begged the bully that was Roger, who wanted to hear me say what I wanted each time, his eyes softened.

Roger: …Well done.

Kate: Nnn, haaa…

His fingers pinched and flicked my nipples mischievously. I felt myself getting wetter at the long-awaited pleasure.

After teasing me for a while, they started tingling and then Roger enveloped a nipple with his mouth.

Kate: Ah, ahhh…!

Lips wrapped around me, he sucked and played with my nipple with his tongue—I soon came just from him playing with my breasts.

Roger held me up as I was just about to collapse.

Roger: You okay?

Kate: Y-yeah……ah.

Roger looked at me in confusion when he heard me moan.

Roger: …Are you doing anything right now?

Kate: I was shocked…by the cold night air against where you just licked.

(Probably because it’s wet and I’m sensitive…)

Roger: …Oh?

(Ah…That’s a mischievous look on Roger’s face)

He definitely thought of some weird idea and I instinctively wanted to get away, but…

Roger held me around my waist and pulled down my skirt, preventing me from escaping.

Kate: …!

Because I wasn’t wearing underwear, the night breeze touched my core directly.

Even if I didn’t want it to, the cold feeling made me realize just how wet I was.

This clear reminder that we were doing something so lewd outside made me feel so embarrassed. However—

Roger: Kate.

Just saying my name once would make me want to do whatever he desired…Love was a troubling thing.

I held onto the balcony railing and Roger grabbed my waist from behind.

We already did it so many times that my body was more than ready to accept him, no foreplay needed.

Kate: Haaa…ahhh…!

Roger: Gh…

Roger tightened his grip around my waist as he went deeper, before he started thrusting roughly.

I could tell that Roger couldn’t keep his cool as he was rougher than usual.

Kate: Hyaa…! Ahh, aaahhhh…!

Roger: Ha…You sound so cute…Let me hear more of it…Kate.

Kate: Aaahhh…!

He reached down and rubbed a favorite spot—my vision went white.

Kate: Haa…haa….

Roger: Gh…If I get careless…it won’t be good for me…

Kate: Nnn…You can afford to, but…

Roger: You understand…look.

When Roger smiled and slowly rolled his hips, I realized that he was inside me and showed now signs of pulling out.

I felt embarrassed, but more importantly…I was glad that we felt the same way.

Kate: Hey, Roger. Let’s do it one more time…This time while looking at each other.

Roger: If you want…then wrap your arms around my neck.

As he said that, he picked me up. We were back in the same position we were when he stepped out onto the balcony.

Roger: Mm…Now we can look at each other.

Kate: B-but…you can’t possibly keep holding me up…

Roger: …You underestimating my strength?

Laughing at the provocation, Roger grabbed my butt and bounced me up and down.

Kate: Ahh…Nnnn…!

The pleasure was never-ending with the way he thrusted in and out while our bodies were so close together.

I flailed my legs in an attempt to endure the pleasure, but it was useless as he held me up.

(Ah…What can I do in this position…)

When I came to a realization, Roger’s intense amber gaze met mine.

Roger: Ha…You just noticed? With this position, you can’t get away unless I let you…

Kate: Y-you bully…Aaaahhh…!

Roger: Your fault for being so cute…I won’t let you get away anymore.

With his lust-soaked gaze, Roger licked the tears that gathered at the corners of my eyes.

After I was driven to a corner the past four days like prey, I got caught in the egoistic hunter’s sweet trap and couldn’t escape anymore.

—Within our paradise, we made love and melted into each other the point where you couldn’t tell where one of us started and the other ended.

[aishangotome]

Toko Kuzuha: Chapter 4 Premium Story (R18+)

Chapter 4

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Kuzuha: Besides, if we're going to do it anyway, might as well enjoy ourselves—both of us.

(—Well, that might be true.)

Unable to fully give in so quickly, I twisted my body, turned my back, and struggled to escape even a little.

Then, he spun me around onto my stomach.

Yumeka: ...!

Kuzuha: What, do you want it from behind?

He whispered right behind my ear, his breath hot, and a shiver went down my spine at his allure.

Yumeka: ...N-No... n-no.

Kuzuha: Then, did you perhaps try to run away? But you know, I think that's a bad move.

Kuzuha: Because, look, I can easily keep you from moving by just holding your arms down like this.

His words were true; with a slight weight on my hips, I truly couldn't move at all.

Kuzuha: Well, that was a joke though.

Suddenly, the restraint on my arms was released. But my relief was short-lived...

Kuzuha: It's not fun if I keep holding you down anyway.

Immediately after that whisper, he softly sucked the upper part of my ear.

Yumeka: Hyaa!

Kuzuha-san's lips repeated soft kisses as they descended towards my earlobe, and finally, his tongue slipped into my ear canal.

Yumeka: Nngh... mmh!

A high, faint sound uncontrollably escaped my throat, and my cheeks grew warm from its sweetness.

Kuzuha: You make such cute noises. You like your ears, huh?

Yumeka: ...S-Stop!

Kuzuha-san persistently repeated sucking and licking my ear.

Meanwhile, Kuzuha-san's hand, wrapped around from behind, skillfully unbuttoned my nightwear, and he unhesitatingly grasped my exposed breasts.

Yumeka: Ahh...!

The simultaneous stimulation to my ears and chest made the depths of my stomach tingle.

When I subtly moved, rubbing my knees together while lying on my stomach, Kuzuha-san, whose body was pressed against mine, seemed to immediately notice the movement.

Kuzuha: Want more?

Kuzuha-san asked with a laugh, his hands skillfully peeling off my nightwear as I lay there.

(Ah...!)

Kuzuha-san himself quickly shed his remaining clothes, and I involuntarily shivered at the pleasant sensation of skin against skin.

Then, he rubbed his hips against my backside—making me gasp.

Yumeka: You won't go all the way, will you...?

Kuzuha: Huh? You're joking. It feels better for me to penetrate too, you know. That kind of service is only for the first time.

Yumeka: But...!

Kuzuha: Besides, don't you actually feel unsatisfied if I don't penetrate, Yumeka?

Kuzuha: Think back to the first night.

Yumeka: ...!

He was right.

On the first night, instead of penetrating, he brought me to climax again and again through other methods, and honestly—it ached.

Kuzuha: Looks like I hit the nail on the head.

Kuzuha: This spot is already so wet. Don't you want me to fill you up quickly?

He casually slipped his hand between my legs, and when I instinctively stiffened, Kuzuha-san chuckled softly.

Kuzuha: Don't worry. I won't force my way in. I'll properly loosen you up.

No sooner had he said that, the hand that had merely been resting on my private area began to move obscenely.

However, the fingers tracing my sensitive parts were surprisingly delicate.

(But... why? It makes me feel it even more...)

Perhaps, rather than strong friction, subtle stimulation causes the nerves to concentrate.

Yumeka: Nngh... mmh... haa...

Every time Kuzuha-san's fingers brushed me with barely-there pressure, my hips involuntarily arched.

I clutched the sheets tightly, enduring the pleasure that was given repeatedly.

I sensed a breathy, laughing presence from behind me.

Kuzuha: Cute... Come on, turn around.

Yumeka: Ah...!

He cupped my chin, firmly turning my face towards him.

Kuzuha-san kissed me in a quite awkward position, then sucked my tongue.

At the same time, as he twisted the sensitive nub of my private area—

Yumeka: Nyaaahhh!

I had intensely climaxed.

Yumeka: Haa... haa...

Hearing my own heated breaths, I vividly realized just how much I had felt.

(Because, like this... I'm bound to climax...)

Kuzuha-san, on the other hand, was unfazed, and the fact that I was the only one in disarray fueled my embarrassment.

Then, a finger plunged into my honeypot, stirring it around.

Yumeka: Ahhn...!

Kuzuha: Haha, you're already a mess.

A voice laced with laughter came from right behind my head, paying no mind to my trembling body. I didn't even have time to blush with embarrassment before Kuzuha-san grasped my waist with both hands and lifted me high.

Yumeka: Ah... wait... aahhh, nngh!

Before I could even protest, I was penetrated in one go by something hot and hard.

Kuzuha: Nngh... haa, tight.

Yumeka: Ahh... no, stop...

Overwhelmed by such deep sensuality, I almost unconsciously tried to move forward and escape.

But my waist, caught between Kuzuha-san's hands, was immediately pulled back. Not only that—

Yumeka: Yaahhnn!

Even though his tip had already reached my innermost depths, Kuzuha-san pressed in further, as if aiming even deeper.

Yumeka: Ahh... please... a little slower...

Kuzuha: It's fine, see. You can still take a lot more.

As he moved, grinding and twisting while still fully inside, my stomach felt tight, yet it felt good, and I became confused.

All the while, Kuzuha-san touched my nipples and clitoris, and my vision flashed.

Kuzuha: Haa... you came again? You're sensitive inside too.

Yumeka: ...!

I wanted to retort, but even in the middle of climaxing, there was no sign of his powerful hip movements slowing down, and I could only writhe uncontrollably.

Kuzuha: Ahh... coming, coming.

Kuzuha: Haa... ngh...

How long had passed when Kuzuha-san let out such a faint groan and ejaculated?

Of course, it wasn't going to end there, and Kuzuha-san pushed into me again.

And then—...

By the time I was finally released, I was utterly exhausted.

(How many times did we do it, I wonder...? Anyway... it was incredible...)

Sinking into the bed, I casually turned my face towards Kuzuha-san, who was falling asleep beside me.

And I vaguely thought.

(—But Kuzuha-san's way of embracing isn't just forceful...)

Of course, I couldn't deny that it was forceful. But Kuzuha-san genuinely paid attention to his partner's reactions.

That's why it felt good to me, and why I let myself go... perhaps, I didn't dislike it that much.

(I suppose a large part of it is getting used to it since it's the second time.)

Still, I thought that embracing should only be with someone you love... yet, I was beginning to realize that, on an instinctual level, I couldn't entirely reject him.

Yumeka: ...Kuzuha-san, what about...

Kuzuha: Nngh...?

Kuzuha-san half-opened his eyes.

Yumeka: What do you think love is...?

It was a continuation of the conversation we had before the act.

In the intimate setting of the bed after our passion, our gazes intertwined.

Kuzuha: ...Why are you asking me that?

Yumeka: ...Just a little curiosity, I suppose... Kuzuha-san, you asked me the same thing, didn't you?

Yumeka: So, I thought maybe Kuzuha-san had an answer within himself...

After saying that much, I reconsidered, But this is a dream world.

(If so, the answer I get might only be something my own mind could conjure up...)

Thinking that, I waited for Kuzuha-san's reply, and he said with a terribly cold gaze:

Kuzuha: That's right...

Kuzuha: Love is always one-sided.

Kuzuha: That's what I think, anyway...

One-sided—it was a cold word, somehow not at all associated with love.

Yumeka: What does that mean...?

Kuzuha: Exactly what it sounds like.

Kuzuha-san smiled faintly. His somewhat mysterious smile made him feel like a terribly distant presence.

Kuzuha: I think love being mutual is an illusion.

Kuzuha: Even if it feels that way for a time, it's a deception... a misunderstanding.

His tone was gentle, yet his words carried a dismissive ring, and I didn't know how to take it.

I just felt like I had to say something...

Yumeka: ...I haven't met anyone I can truly love yet.

Yumeka: But that way of thinking... it feels a bit lonely.

Kuzuha: Why?

Yumeka: Why, you ask—

(Because that's like giving up on loving each other from the start...)

Doesn't Kuzuha-san think that way? He was smiling quietly.

Kuzuha: Even if you don't love each other, you can still have love. If you're loved, you wouldn't feel lonely, would you?

(Ah. This person is someone who doesn't love anyone—)

For some reason, that thought pierced my chest.

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Chapter 5

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^ the pope to Archbishop Carlo Maria Viganò

STOP BEING CATHOLIC. NO MORE CATHOLICISM.