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flyandfamousblackgirls · 5 years ago

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RASHIDA RENEÉ WANTS YOU TO KNOW YOUR HISTORY by Alexis Rene Moten (Culture Jock)

Let’s start this article with a quiz: Name a Black model from the 1990’s that isn’t Naomi Campbell or Tyra Banks?

Stumped? It’s safe to say that if the question were asked to name a White model that wasn’t Kate Moss or Cyndi Crawford, best case scenario you would’ve excelled with a list to provide. Maybe something like: Linda Evangelista, Claudia Schiffer, Christy Turlington, Shalom Harlow, Carla Bruni, Heidi Klum..you get my point.

At times, Pop Culture can be a fair-weather friend. Monday’s It-girl becomes Friday’s nobody and by Sunday there’s a new hot thing in town to get all the girls in a fuss. But as nostalgia-trends rises as capitalism’s newest enterprise, endorsed largely by social media app, Instagram, history is being retold by the agenda of it’s curator. The selective hearing of Instagram accounts like @90scelebvibes (391K followers) and @90sanxiety (793K followers) present a facade that the past was rather beige, leaving largely out the credit due to the Black and people of color creatives that developed and inspired the trends imitated today.

Bay area based, Fashion archivist Rashida Reneé, takes on self-love to a familial level celebrating her love and the appreciation of Black designers, models and other fashion industry influencers that otherwise go forgotten in our modern culture. In fashion, as in anything else, things old become anew. However, Reneé takes on the responsibility as a trend gatekeeper, providing evidence of what fashion used to be and recognizing the faces we longed forgotten.

Q: Name a Black model from the 1990’s that isn’t Naomi Campbell or Tyra Banks?

A: Beverly Peele, Gail O’Neill, Iman, Kara, Young, Karen Alexander, Louise Vyent, Roshumba, Veronica Webb, etc.

Culture Jock: What is a typical day for the most hated hoe in the city?

RR: (laughs) It’s weird, I kind of like to keep it to myself. Keep track of what I like and my thoughts. I don’t know. I'm very low-key person in real life, but when I do leave the house (pauses) I do, I promise! I just like my personal time, but when it’s time to be out I am present, as much as possible. I do what I do becauseII like giving information to people and give them links and information just so they know.

CJ: What brought you into fashion archiving?

RR: My whole archiving process was originally for myself and filling in spots of information where there it was empty of black people. Of course, there is street fashion, but in terms of online fashion, sites like Manrepeller, you didn’t see a lot of black girls doing it and the people doing it I thought were lame. Finding other black people who weren’t anti-black in those kind of spaces. I felt a lot of people were trying to make us to assimilate. Everyone was kind of like doing the same things and it was like, ‘Naomi Campbell!’ But if it were any other dark girl it didn’t matter. So, I started my own blog and then I had to stop myself from posting Naomi Campbell’s photos too. I would do one picture of Naomi Campbell a day and try to really give props to other black woman involved and black people in general. When I was younger I was familiar with the other models not just Naomi Campbell, my mom was really in it with Naomi. She worked in a beauty salon, which had magazines of all the models. Like, black hair magazines, they always listed the models so, no matter what you knew who they were. Whoever it was in the 90s, ‘this is who that is and this who that is.’ You’d see the oldest Destiny Child’s video shoots in black hair magazines. I just haven’t seen other people doing that. There are other girls now that focus more on Hip Hop in 90s and 2000s. Livejournal, fashion spot, Tumblr, people didn’t go out of their way to scan the black models or even try to name them. It’s funny, people online, they don’t even try to hide their biases. No one was really fashion blogging the way I like or how I see .

CJ:In your piece for Office Magazine you mention, from Patrick Kelley to today’s influence of Dapper Dan, American culture from its roots drips of Black influence and culture. Why do you think Black culture is so immutable and where do you see the ownership of our creations.

RR: People I mean know, it’s just like, it’s weird and odd to even talk about. Not just people referencing me or copying, I feel like I am being gaslit all the time or being told that. People love stealing from black people. People love stealing from black people. People love stealing from black people and lying about it. People hate black people but they think we are cool. I can’t even (pauses)yeah it’s very weird. The twitter thing is weird (sighs).

CJ: It is weird.

RR: (sighs) It’s not really helping them. It’s boring to live with no personality. To see someone interesting and steal from them to bolster themselves. [On social media] we have the means to share with each other, like, moments that are of shared experiences of oppression and that is even imitated. I don’t know why the copy of things are okay. It is such a multi-layered thing. Or the way the Stans talk like mainly the Black queer and Black trans talk and how all of that is now being used by everyone. Ariana Grande, ya know, icons talk like girls on the ballrooms did back in 2006. Parodying things. It helps them develop their own brand, I don’t understand their fascination with us anyway. I’m into my own shit and own culture. I like the way black people express themselves and other people use us and what we do to talk to each other or communicate and then take that to feel cool. I’ve always been,like, ‘why would someone want to be like this?’ or pretend. I don’t get it. People run out of content. I know people used to make fun of me and the things I used to be and ironically they are into it now. People need to find their own hobbies. They are bored.

CJ: The internet is complex. It’s a parody of itself.

RR: Knowing your history is important. You need to know where you came from to know where you are going. When it comes to fashion archives the question is, ‘what is it that you are looking for or trying to highlight?’ My concern is that fashion archiving is feeding into nostalgic trends, where it’s easier to mimic what was done before rather then create new moments. Do you share the same sentiments?

CJ: What is it about fashion that excites you?

RR: It’s so fun and so funny. The dolls are taking over. That’s how most things go, the things that happened come back with a hyper focus. It really is going full out now. It’s interesting to see how people are dressing now. [Fashion] is always reflective of the political climate. Think about the 80s everyone is dressing like a dickhead. Then when people got sick of dressing like a dickhead, minimalism comes in. We cycle through trends so fast, today. I remember a girl wearing a hair clips and no one was into it. Then the next week everyone was wearing them, then I see Cyndi Lauper in an interview wearing hair clips. She’s like 50-something and she’s wearing hair clips made out of Swarovski crystals. It’s so interesting. It’s funny how it happens. Now everyone is into fashion.

CJ: Who are your biggest fashion influences ?

RR: My biggest influences are Naomi Campbell and my mom. Girls I follow on the internet. My mom is from San Francisco lives her own life and is very eclectic. I get a lot from her and different taste. Foxy Brown is also very inspiring, I reference her a lot I think about her and Steven Miesel. Steven knows how to do everything. Steven can do everything. Everyone knows I am a crazy Beyoncé fan. But, I have different girls for different moods. My main inspo is Naomi and Foxy Brown. I really gravitated to Foxy because she was more into Prada and Chloe when Stella McCartney was there. Because of Foxy I love Chloe. She was very cool. Naomi is, you just aspire to that level of greatness. There is no one else. Even in her flaws she handles them so well. I can’t imagine someone else with that kind of rap sheet to not get fully canceled. I judge people by how they react to criticism. She handles it really well. I find that really inspiring.

CJ: What film or television do you think has the best fashion catalog? If you could what character's closet would you love to raid?

RR: I am so frazzled. There’s so much stuff I like. I write things down specifically, because I can never remember. I watched The Nanny last year with Fran Drescher, when I was really depressed and was like, ‘Wow this is inspiring.’ Brenda Cooper, her mind. Everyone had a look in. Pose, is another one. Everything has intentions from the main characters to the background characters. I really like the first season of costume design. It’s commitment to that era. Someone is always dressed like, Karen White or Jodi Whitley. Elektra is very dynasty, that high lady energy. I love that about the show. I love Glow, the costume designer, Beth Morgan. I love when people do era shows, specifically the 80s and they don’t try to soften it, especially in makeup or hair. They aren’t scared to embrace the ugliness, I love that. That’s what good costume design is about. High fashion is easy, but what really gets me is watching old movies and looking at the clothes.

CJ: We are moving into a new decade of 2020. I have a feeling it may be the year of 2020 vision and final clarity. What are your aspirations for this new era and what do you hope to see from the world?

RR: I feel like the children are our future. That’s what I’m looking at, to see what the kids are into. People are more focused into what they look like and I remember if someone dressed a little bit out of fashion it was a huge deal and get talked about. But now they are embracing their weirdness and experimenting. Do you watch that Tik Tok stuff? I just want a regular life. Happy, healthy, all my kids are happy and healthy. When I move to [Los Angeles] and get hotter, hotter and I want to become, what is that called, a wellness person? I want a Goop moment, but with Solange aesthetics. Maybe make a propaganda film to get people to stop wearing wigs.

#Rashida Reneé #Rashida Renee #Foxy Brown #Naomi Campbell #Beyoncé #Black fashion

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andmaybegayer · 4 years ago

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The cultural positioning of typewriters, or: I promise I’m not corporatecore come back it’s fine.

I got a typewriter! If you want a documentary breakdown of that you should read this post, but this is going to be about what typewriters were used for back in the 20th century and how utterly batshit the entire ecosystem there was.

Typewriters were used by three main groups of people: journalists, authors, and secretaries. I don’t really care much about the first two, because while they used typewriters, their job was not typewriting. Typewriters were popular for journalists and authors because typewritten drafts and manuscripts were easier for editors and typesetters (and indeed, legibility is a big reason for the adoption of the typewriter in all parts of the world) but typing is not what journalists and authors do. Authors compose and edit, and journalists research and write, but only secretaries type.

(I read an interesting paper about this three-way split, you can read it here)

In the 1800′s, secretary was a job given to a strapping young man with a bright future in business so that he could learn the trade, but after some wars and other social pressures that reduced the supply of male secretaries, and a convenient confluence of women learning the skill of typewriting, the female secretary became a thing. Suffrage movements were pretty happy about this for a while: Women in the office! How progressive! Of course, the role of secretary very quickly stopped having a progression path to management, and it picked up all the usual misogynistic stereotypes that you probably know today.

If you’re over 45 you probably know what the job of secretary used to look like, but for those of you who aren’t, for most of the 1900′s secretary was a job that revolved around typing letters, missives and notes in a legible and consistent format. This is important, because the alternative sucks shit. If you were mid level manager Johnson Q. Goodfellow at the Racism Company, and you needed to tell the Racism Factory that they needed to produce 400 more units of Racism this week, you could try calling up the manager at the factory and telling him this. Unfortunately, there’s all manner of things that could go wrong here. He might misinterpret you saying “produce 400 more” as “produce 400 only��, in which case you might have a Racism shortage. Or he might mishear entirely and produce only four more, if your accent is particularly bad.

Instead, Johnson Q. Goodfellow could get a secretary to create a missive (in quadruplicate, using carbon paper) and get the 17 year old who hangs around your lobby to courier two copies out of town to the Racism Factory, and you can keep two copies for your own records. Very low chance for errors now, since either side can refer to their copies to find out what was intended. A secretary would also add dates and ensure all communication meets business standards.

(This is also why there’s no red telephone between Washington and Moscow. It used to be a teletype: a text transfer machine. Later, it was Fax, and nowadays it’s encrypted email and text chat. All text-based systems, written in the sender’s native language and translated on the other side to provide the lowest chance of a misunderstanding and high chance of being correctly recorded.)

How would that letter get written? If you were an audio or shorthand typist (a highly skilled profession requiring extensive training at a secretarial school) you would either be a personal secretary to a single executive or a high-ranking member of a secretarial pool. Either way, your manager would dictate a letter, and you would have to convert it into a typewritten document. Originally this would be done by a secretary capturing the speech in real time in shorthand, and later it would be captured on a microcasette and transcribed with the assistance of a dictation machine. On the other hand, a simple copy typist can only work in the secretarial pool, and you would get a hand-written draft from a manager, likely one too low-level to have his own secretary or even his own microcasette recorder. This would possibly be sent back for checking, either by the manager or by your superior, and then all copies would be sent wherever they were needed. The jobs are otherwise similar, apart from a lack of real progression for copy typists.

(A good pop-media example of shorthand typing is the “speed test” song from the musical “Thoroughly Modern Millie”, a rendition of which I will link here. It’s also a treasure trove of the kind of ridiculous stereotypes that existed around the secretarial profession, as a musical made in the 60′s about the 20′s. Millie is a fawning social-ladder-climber who gets her job explicitly to someday marry her boss, who is a self-absorbed dipshit. I was a stagehand on my high school’s production of this, so I know the whole thing from memory. Please send help.)

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Why don’t the managers type their own letters? Well, partially because of the weird skill split on typing: typing was a woman’s skill back then, many men would not even know how to type, and those that did may be extremely slow hunt and peck typists who would make many errors and produce uneven, sub-par manuscripts. Secretary was kind of considered a fallback profession in some cases: schools taught it to girls the same way woodwork was taught to boys. You don’t necessarily want to become a carpenter/secretary, but if you can’t find a decent company job/suitable husband, the skill can support you until you track one down or die. Man, the 20′s-70′s were insane.

There’s some interesting status stuff to talk about here. If you’ve ever seen an old movie where a rich dude takes out a tape recorder and makes a note to himself, that’s the movie’s way of telling you that this guy is powerful enough to have a personal secretary. It implies that later he’s going to put that in an envelope and leave it on someone’s desk and the next day when he comes in, any reminders he made will be on his calendar and any notes will have been typed out in full.

Secretaries type as a profession. The speed expected of an acceptable secretary is a sustained 70 words per minute, which is about what I can do in an extended session. A good secretary could easily surpass 100, and there’s an old navy typist training video of the fastest typewriter typist in the world reaching 180 wpm on demand, and since correction on typewriters is tedious, your accuracy was expected to be near on 100%. On old manual typewriters the skill of keeping all letters even was an additional challenge, since you provided the mechanical force for the type bars. Electric typewriters, like the one I have solve this problem, but it’s still a complicated skill.

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Before the invention of the typewriter, the only way to produce clear, reliably text was typesetting. Typesetting is of course, a noble profession, but not something you can easily do in the office on a whim, and wholly unsuitable for one-time messages. Standardized writing in the office reduces the chance of errors and improves your ability to find out who’s to blame when something goes wrong.

Nowadays secretary is not really a job that exists anymore? You mostly hire Executive Assistants and groups of lower managers share a single Executive Assistant rather than accessing a pool of secretaries. Typing is also no longer the name of the game, instead it focuses on maintaining schedules, synthesis of letters from prompts from your manager, and serving as a gatekeeper for mail and meetings. The name has changed because the job has changed, describing an executive assistant as a secretary would be like referring to the blades of a combine harvester as a scythe. That’s not to say secretaries don’t or can’t type, they are still often the most skilled typists in an office (I have seen multiple photos of macbooks with the coating worn clean off their keys by a legal secretary or medical scribe) but most executives are now capable of performing an adequate job of typing and editing on a computer.

If you wish to do some further reading, interesting resources I found while doing some research that I haven’t linked above for this include:

This quora answer from a woman who was a secretary in the 70′s

This series from an EE magazine about what it was like to work in a typing pool

#typewriter #history #secretary #typing

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anaveragewitch · 4 years ago

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Basic witchcraft survival guide

So, you want to be a witch but don't know where to start?

Well I've been practicing for a while now and although I'm in no way an expert on witchcraft I do have some things I wish someone had repeated to me while starting out

Research is KEY check your sources, get info from different sources: podcasts,witchblr, books, youtube videos; there are many creators around.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO FOLLOW THE RULE OF THREE if you dont want to and if someone shames you or tries to shove it down your throat then go. They're not worth it

Witch is a gender neutral term.

Learn to ground,center, ward AND banishing methods first. Try a couple of them out. See if they work for you, write down your experiences. The popular tree method for grounding does not work for me. As a sea witch I do a sea themed grounding but I did not know this and thought I was doing it wrong

There is no such thing as too much protection. Wards, talismans or amulets,sigils, powders, your own aura can be powerful tools.

Ask yourself what do you believe in. How do you think magic works? What are your thoughts on deities? How do you think we came into existence? Most importantly, what are you interested in? The weather, the ocean, the spirit world, energy healing, kitchen witchcraft, knot magic, crystals. Write all down and try them.

I know it can sound like "gatekeeping" but think twice before getting into deity and spirit work (includes working with the fae). Do you know to ground center,ward,bind or have your banishing stuff at hand? Do you know how to discern if you are talking to who you think you are? Don't jump into things for fun, you could get hurt

You don't need to have a book of shadows or grimoire. You can make notes on your phone,on Google docs, on power point. It doesn't have to be fancy and elaborated for it to work. Think about what you would like to keep track of and name your book however you want

Fancy and expensive tools don't make a more powerful witch

Get into energy work. It will save you a lot of headaches later when trying to learn how to discern spirits, divination,channeling energy into things or spells and it WILL strengthen your magic

Have at least one divination method, it will come in handy. There are a lot. Tarot,runes,pendulum, scrying,osteomancy, palmistry..etc

Don't just look into the occult section of the bookstore. If you're into sea witchcraft research the tides, how the sea is influenced by the moon, the different parts of it, the organisms, sailor lore, how to do knots..etc For example I use copper wire in storm witchcraft for lightning. Why? Cause it's a good conductor of electricity and heat. It's MY belief in MY path,makes sense to me

Weaving magic things into your life will make it a bit more exciting but watch out for burnouts. Sigils on your makeup, meditating,carrying charged crystals...be creative!

Correspondences lists are great! But your magic is for you to do. A lot of them have ingredients that don't even exist in my country. What am I going to get from something I've no idea what it is that's also really hard and expensive to get? Try to do your own. Think about an object, try to feel it's vibes, what do you associate it with? Write it down.

Same for spells. Following someone else's is a great way to start! But as you go further you can try to write your own. Intention, will , ingredients, time are the things to figure out. First have an intention and strong will to get it done. Then gather ingredients based on your correspondences and perform an action. For banishing it might be burning a photo of them or fluching it down the toilet. For binding it might be wrapping them.

There are a million of beliefs and practices out there. Yes,you can be a Christian witch. A satanic witch if you want.

WICCA IS A RELIGION. WITCHCRAFT IS A PRACTICE

Writing down your dreams is a good way to start on the hedge witch path. If you're interested in lucid dreaming or astral travel I reccomend doing this.

There are closed practices. Indigenous and native practices are closed to you if you aren't in that specific culture. Just because you live near a Native community doesn't mean you are part of it. Same for hoodoo and voodoo. If you're not black then don't do it. It's simple. They are closed for a reason,not to spite you. If you have 0.06% mexican ancestry and were not raised in our culture then don't appropriate our things. Blood quantum is bullshit. Same for every other culture.

You don't have to have an altar. If you want to you can have a digital one or just a table with some shells and crystals is good enough.

Careful with blood magic. Also careful when cursing or hexing, be sure to protect yourself before and take care of yourself after.

If your spells requires to bury something,make sure its biodegradable

That is all I can think of rn but if I have more ideas I'll put part 2! Feel free to DM me for any doubts or if you just want a witchy friend. I also do free rune readings :)

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inevitably-johnlocked · 4 years ago

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I've been feeling really detached from reality lately and the only thing I'm doing consistently everyday is going through fics and tumblr. I'm 17 and have to start uni applications soon but I'm too demotivated :( Do you think I'm wasting my life? Bcs my parents surely think so, and I want nothing more than to hide in my blankets and never come out again. I feel very unproductive and I need to get my life together and actually do something other than sleep, read and write. (1)

I just got into Sherlock recently and I'm totally obsessed with it, almost a year ago I was as obsessed with BTS (kpop band) to the point Mom had me talking to the counsellor to find a solution for my obsession. When I left the BTS fandom Mom was happy that I'm finally getting my life back on track and focusing on school, but here I am doing it all over again with Sherlock. I don't want to do this, but I feel like Sherlock is the only escape I have from reality now.I have to be an adult soon (2)

Hey Nonny *HUGS*

The short answer to your question: No, you’re not wasting your life.

Here’s my anecdotal long answer:

It’s easy to feel disillusioned at 17, especially if you’re expected to do one thing or another. Now, I can’t speak to your situation because my parents were supportive of my decisions and fandom life, so I never really had that problem. Which is where I’m going to start: Your mum has issues of her own, it seems, and may be projecting a bit onto you... Some obsessions absolutely need counselling, but I doubt you were at the level of stalking and creeping and gatekeeping the fandom. I imagine you were collecting photos and sharing music and videos with your friends. Jesus your mum would have an aneurysm if she met me then – I’m nearing 40, and my apt is full of Funkos, movies, photos, magazines, collectable figurines, and in my off hours I draw fanart, play video games, and maintain a fairly-popular fandom blog. BUT I can see her side of things – she just wants you to get a career and be able to fend for yourself – but, in my opinion, stifling the things you enjoy REALLY makes for a shitty adult life. It’s no wonder you’re unmotivated – you’ve nothing to look forward to except studying and nothing else.

Here’s my anecdotal story: I didn’t start college until I was 22. I got rejected from all the colleges and universities I applied to at 18, and naturally that blew the wind out of my sails. I wanted to be an animator. I worked my ass off to get into courses, and I didn’t. My self esteem was in the shitter after that, the guidance counsellor assigned to me at school basically said “oh well, LOL” and I was lost. It SUCKS. My parents were still supportive of me, and told me to at least get a job, because they didn’t want me to sit around doing nothing. So I did. I worked for two years in retail, and I hated it. But it kept me busy and I was allowed to enjoy my life at that time. And, in my own time, mostly motivated by my family moving, I decided I was ready to apply to school again, because those two years I worked at IFuckingHateWalMart, gave me some money for school and a desire to never work retail again. And guess what? It’s a LOT fucking easier to get into school as a “Mature Student” (in Ontario, if you’re over 19, they consider you a mature student), because they know you’re serious about school and they just want your money.

I applied to 5 different arts-related programs, 3 of them Graphic Design, one Fine Arts, and I think the other was Art History. I got accepted to all 5 programs. I chose the different career path because I actually took time to research, and decided that since I wasn’t up to snuff as an animator (and the program I wanted to try again for wasn’t there anymore), I’m REALLY GOOD with computers, so let’s try this design thing. I love it.

Anyway, the point to this story, Lovely, is that perhaps you also are someone, like me, who just needs a break to figure out what you want to do with your life. I don’t regret taking a couple years before going back to school. And that may be what you and your mum need to discuss.

So, to summarize in said discussion:

You need to be firm with your mum that stifling things that make you happy makes you feel unmotivated to move forward in your life. You don’t intend on not furthering your education, you just need a mental break and Sherlock and BTS makes you WHO you are, and makes you happy.

You need some time to decide what you want to do with your future. I really REALLY hate this culture of schools forcing you to decide what you want to do with the rest of your life even before you’re legally allowed to drink in most places. It’s so terribly horrible. The pressure I had to apply during high school was so terrible, that teachers made you feel like a failure when you graduated and had no college path set. It’s awful. I’m telling you, taking the couple years (it was only going to be a year but I wasn’t ready after a year) to reflect on my future and to decide what I wanted to do next was the best decision I made. Do you know how GOOD it felt to have all 5 colleges accept me after being rejected two years prior? It felt GOOD to send rejection letters to people wanting to have my money, LOL. AND I feel like I succeeded, because I was able to see the job market and figure out what career path would be sustainable for me in the arts field. GC is still a cut-throat field and I’m still not respected despite nearly 20 years later, but that’s my own fault for being stagnant in never leaving the newspaper (also, never work at a newspaper).

Fandom and Real Life can co-exist, provided you don’t let fandom rule everything. Your mum is lying to you if she tells you that she wasn’t / isn’t a fan of things, so ask her what music or movies make her happy. It’s the simplest form of fandom, but there you go.

That all said, Nonny, don’t give up, and it’s okay to feel unmotivated during All This™. I can’t even imagine what the point would be to apply for school in September if no one is even going to be in a classroom environment, erf. And if you need an excuse to hold off, there you go, tell your mum that you want to have a think about what career you want to pursue, AND you would rather it be in a classroom environment anyway, because you need that “study environment” to stay focussed on your studies, and not at home where the “distracting terrible fandom stuff” is, hah.

And finally: Being an adult isn’t all that bad. I can buy whatever fandom-related fuck I want and no one can stop me. I do what I want, when I want. I watch youtube, blog, play video games, travel, draw, and buy toys all because it makes me happy. And yeah, I have the boring adult stuff like taxes and groceries and rent and a job and debt, but if you can get all that stuff organized and sorted early in your life like I did (I have a set amount of money set aside a month for all the above from the job), then you can figure out what you can do that’s fun based on what’s left from the boring stuff.

TL;DR of all this: Talk to Mum, take some time, and enjoy life.

I hope this has helped you somewhat, Nonny. I know I tend to ramble a lot, but I do genuinely think that you just need time, and some understanding from your mum. You’ll feel a lot better about moving forward if you have those things, I think.

Love you Nonny, and I hope you’re alright <3

#steph replies #my advice #life advice #about me #chatting with nonnies #growing up #Anonymous

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hakuogakuen · 4 years ago

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Hakuouki SSL: Prologue

EDITED 7/31/20

Hello! Here is the translation for the SSL prologue. Primary translation is by yuugs, with proof reading done by shizuumi, kuririn, and dei-hime. Translation begins below the cut!

― May ―

Chizuru Yukimura: "The door and windows are locked..."

~ding dong~

Chizuru Yukimura: "Heisuke-kun, are you awake? It's almost time for school..."

"..."

"......”

FInally, the door opened.

Chizuru Yukimura: “Uh! Um... It's Yukimura. Hello? Heisuke-kun―"

Heisuke Toudou: "Sorry, Chizuru! Gimme five more minutes!!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh... Heisuke-kun!? Geez..."

‘Five more minutes, huh...? There's still some time left, so I guess it should be fine...’

Chizuru Yukimura: "... It's already been five minutes...Is he still not ready? ...What now? Should I ring the intercom one more time...?"

Heisuke Toudou: "Morning! Also, sorry!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh, Heisuke-kun! Morning!"

This is Heisuke Toudou-kun, my next-door neighbor. We attended the same high school, and walked there together when we can.

Despite being a junior, a grade above me, he hated me calling him ‘senpai,’ since we were childhood friends.

I'd counted on him since we were little, but he sometimes overslept or played video games all night, which could be a problem.

Heisuke Toudou: "We good for time? How bad's it look?

Chizuru Yukimura: "I think we might not make it...!"

Heisuke Toudou: "Seriously...? Okay, let's book it!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Yeah!"

It was shaping up to be a bit of a busy morning, but we had to hurry―!!

Heisuke Toudou: "Dammit, if my alarm just rang properly, we'd have definitely made it on time!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Heisuke-kun, you said that last time as well."

Heisuke Toudou: "M-My alarm's busted! I'll buy a new one next time!!"

???: "Sure is noisy this morning, huh?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Ah..."

Souji Okita: "Morning, you two."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Good morning, Okita-senpai!"

This is Souji Okita-senpai, a junior. He was in the same class as Heisuke-kun, and we were pretty good friends. He could be a bit mischievous, and like to take pictures with his smartphone. Occasionally, he'd email me and I wouldn't know how to respond.That did bother me a bit.

Heisuke Toudou: "If Souji's here… then we're seriously late!"

Souji Okita: "Maybe... But it's not that bad. Not like the school's going anywhere anytime soon."

Heisuke Toudou: "It’s absolutely that bad! The gatekeeper of hell's waiting for us!"

Souji Okita: "Haha, you're exaggerating. No need to be so scared."

Chizuru Yukimura: "L-Let's hurry anyway! Okita-senpai, you should try and run!"

Souji Okita: "...Looks like I'll have to play along."

After that, we began running for our lives. Of course, tardiness was against the rules, but even with that, there was another reason we didn’t want to be lateー

Heisuke Toudou: "All right, and he's saaaaaaafe!!"

???: "Unfortunately, he's out."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Huh..."

Hajime Saitou: "Sorry, but as a part of the disciplinary committee, I can't make any exceptions. Not even for five seconds."

Kaoru Nagumo: "What he said. A shame, really. You ran so desperately just to make an own goal."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Kaoru...and Saitou-senpai...!"

...Yes, the reason we ran so frantically is because of the disciplinary committee.

This is Hajime Saitou-senpai , a junior. A serious and deeply earnest person, he was a feared member of the disciplinary committee. Heisuke-kun often called him 'inflexible', but he's tougher on himself than anyone else. I think he's a good person. Although he might not be the best with words, he was a good senior in my eyes.

This is Nagumo Kaoru, a sophomore, like me. He's actually my twin brother. Why our last names differed was a long story, but basically, we grew up separately when we were young. Initially, I was happy that we were going to the same school. But... Kaoru wasn’t the politest person ever. He would even disrespect our seniors without a second thought, and he always made me nervous…

Heisuke Toudou: "It was only five seconds! The gate isn't closed yet ―just let it slide!"

Kaoru Nagumo: "No. How would letting you go benefit us?"

Heisuke Toudou: "Maybe it wouldn't, but it's not like it'd hurt you either!"

Hajime Saitou: "Heisuke, this isn't open for discussion. The rules exist for a reason."

Souji Okita: "You heard him, Heisuke. Too bad."

Heisuke Toudou: "Souji, whose side are you on?!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "U-Um... Heisuke-kun. It's a fact we were late. We can't do much about that."

Heisuke Toudou: "But...!"

???: "Pipe down! What are you up to there!?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh...!"

Toshizou Hijikata: "Saitou, Nagumo! It's time. Close the gate."

Hajime Saitou: "Yes, sir."

Kaoru Nagumo: "Hmph, that's a shame."

Toshizou Hijikata: "Heisuke, Souji, Yukimura! You three hurry up and head inside....Don't be any later than you already are."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Y-Yes, sir!"

This is Toshizou Hijikata. He was Heisuke's and Okita's homeroom teacher, and also taught classical literature. He was very harsh, but passionate about education. As well being the vice principal, it was said that he was a childhood friend of the principal, Kondou-sensei. He always looked tense. He had this prickly aura about him that kept people away.

Toshizou Hijikata: "I swear... You never learn. You're late every single day..."

(A flash lit up his face and a camera shutter noise sounded.)

Toshizou Hijikata: "W-What was that?"

Souji Okita: "Haha. The wrinkles in your face are even deeper than yesterday's."

Toshizou Hijikata: "Souji! You punk!!"

Souji Okita: "Would you like to compare yesterday's pic with today's? Here, take a look."

Toshizou Hijikata: "I don't need to! And don't take photos of people without their permission!"

...Seeing as everyone else was afraid of the vice principal, Okita might have be the only one who could banter with him like that... With that thought, we headed past the school gates.

――The private school, Hakuou Academy.

This school was an all-boys school up until this year. Thanks to the principal Isami Kondou-sensei and his efforts, the school became co-ed recently.

Somehow, I became the first female student at Hakuou Academy...

...And the only female student.

Of course, I was a little nervous when I learned that there were no other girls... But the people here were really nice, and I had always been good at getting along with others, so I was doing pretty well.

Chizuru Yukimura:"...Oh no! I have to get to class soon...!"

"Thank god, I made it in time..."

Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Hm? It's not like you to show up at the last minute, Yukimura."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh, Ibuki-kun. Morning. This morning's been a bit much..."

This is Ryuunosuke Ibuki-kun, my classmate. He could be a bit blunt at times, but he was a kind person. He always had milk and red bean buns for lunch. When I asked him if he was eating enough, he would say that it couldn’t be helped, since he had no money… He complained about someone called Serizawa-san being rough and tyrannical to him. I wondered what his relation was to Ibuki-kun, exactly.

Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "The teacher's about to arrive. We ought to take our seats now."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Yeah, thanks, Ibuki-kun."

???: "Take your seats, you lot. Homeroom's about to start."

Chizuru Yukimura: "!"

While I hurried to sit down, Harada-sensei smiled at me from the front of the room.

Sanosuke Harada: "What's wrong, Yukimura? It's rare for you to be late."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Y-Yes... I'm sorry..."

This is Sanosuke Harada-sensei. He was my homeroom teacher, as well as the P.E. teacher. Friendly and open-hearted, all the students looked up to him as if he were their big brother. He used to go to the same Kendo dojo as Heisuke-kun and Nagakura-sensei, the math teacher. Even now, they all still seemed to be close.

Sanosuke Harada: "Well, I can imagine the reason why. You know, you can just ditch Heisuke if you think you'll be late."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Um, that's… I'll see what I can do about that..."

Sanosuke Harada: "Yeah, please do. Well, let's wrap this up quickly. Today's announcements are--"

I didn’t want to just leave Heisuke-kun behind... ‘I’ll try to figure out a way so I can pick him up earlier…’

Classmate A: "Phew, it's finally time for lunch."

Classmate B: "Yeah, I'm starving. Hey, Ibuki, you eating at the cafeteria?"

Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "If you treat me, I’ll go."

Classmate B: "No way!"

Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Then don't ask. You know full well I'm low on money."

Classmate A: "U-Um, Yukimura-san, what about you? We can go together if that's cool―"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Me? Well...."

While it made me happy when my classmates invited me to have lunch with them…

Chizuru Yukimura: "I'm sorry… I already have plans. Maybe another time?"

Classmate A: "I-I see..."

I apologized once again and then headed to the cafeteria. At lunchtime, the cafeteria got so crowded, it was like a battlefield. It seems like things are ramping up with everyone on an empty stomach…

Heisuke Toudou: "Oh, hey, Chizuru! Over here, over here!"

Heisuke and Okita are waving at me.

‘I can't keep them waiting, I have to hurry...!’

Chizuru Yukimura: "Hm.... Should I get set meal A?”

I bought a ticket for set meal 'A' from the vending machine, and then joined the line.

Genzaburou Inoue: "Oh, Yukimura-kun. You came to the cafeteria today."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Inoue-san, hello!"

This is Genzaburou Inoue-san. He was in charge of cooking the meals for the cafeteria, and his food was always delicious. He was very kind and warm, and students affectionately called him the “Mother of Hakuou Academy”. In fact, rumor has it that he was quite a big-wig as well. But was it true, I wondered.

Genzaburou Inoue: "I’ll keep your portion on the smaller side. The boys’ portion could be a bit too much for you."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Thank you so much!"

His effortless consideration for others was one of his best traits, to me. I would have liked to take some cooking lessons from him one of these days, too...

Souji Okita: "You kept us waiting. Oh. You don't have much on your plate, as usual."

Chizuru Yukimura: "You think so?"

Heisuke Toudou: "Chizuru's a girl, so of course she'll have less, right? You don’t eat that much either, Souji."

Souji Okita: "And you eat a lot. For your size."

Heisuke Toudou: "That wasn't necessary!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Hehe."

After a fun lunch, I parted ways with Heisuke-kun and Okita-senpai, and headed back for the classroom.

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Yo, Chizuru-chan!” Working hard today?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Hello, Nagakura-sensei!"

This is Shinpachi Nagakura-sensei. He was a math teacher and a close friend of Harada-sensei's. Much to his dismay, he was often mistaken for a P.E. teacher, which was no surprise, since he always wore a jersey. He was hopeless with money management and often got in trouble with Hijikata-sensei because of that. But otherwise, he was a great teacher.

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Are you done with lunch already? If you wouldn't mind, I've a small favor to ask of you.”

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh, yes! That's fine. What is it?"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Sorry for the trouble. I just wanted you to deliver this to Sannan-san for me."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Sannan-sensei... So the infirmary?"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Yeah. I've, uh...got some other things to take care of. Yeah."

Chizuru Yukimura: "I understand. I'll head there now!"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Great. Thanks for the help!"

I headed off to the infirmary with the manila folder Nagakura-sensei gave me.

Chizuru Yukimura: "Excuse me."

Keisuke Sannan: "Oh...Yukimura-kun. Are you unwell?"

This is Sannan Keisuke-sensei, the school nurse. He was always calm, kind, and willing to lend a hand. Knowing that, it was strange how most students tried to avoid ever going to the infirmary...

Chizuru Yukimura: "No, I'm fine. Nagakura-sensei told me to hand this to you."

Keisuke Sannan: "Nagakura-sensei...?"

Keisuke Sannan: "Ahh...I see now. He didn't want to deliver it himself, so he used you instead."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Huh?"

Keisuke Sannan: "Heh... He actually missed the deadline for the submission of his documents, you see? I suppose he didn't want me getting angry with him. I'll have to have a word with him later… To think he sent you on a fool's errand when he could've done it himself."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh, no, it's really no trouble."

Susumu Yamazaki: "Excuse me. ...Oh."

Keisuke Sannan: "Oh? I see that I've got many visitors today. You're here too, Yamazaki-kun."

This is Yamazaki Susumu-senpai, a junior. He was in the same class as Saitou-senpai, and his homeroom teacher was Nagakura-sensei. As part of the Health Committee, he frequented the infirmary to help Sannan-sensei out with his work. Yamazaki-senpai was a very strait-laced person, who'd never slack off on any of his committee work.

Susumu Yamazaki: "Pardon me! I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation..."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh, no. It's alright! I've already finished up here."

Keisuke Sannan: "How cold of you. Are you implying that you've no business talking to me now that you've wrapped up here?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Huh, wait― What!? N-No! That's not what I meant..."

Susumu Yamazaki: "...Sannan-sensei."

Keisuke Sannan: "I know, I know, Yamazaki-kun. I was only teasing."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Really...?"

Keisuke Sannan: "Heh. It was only a joke. Feel free to come by anytime, now. Of course you should visit when you're feeling ill, but do stop by if you have other concerns as well. I have some good medicine."

Susumu Yamazaki: "Sannan-sensei? But that's...!"

Keisuke Sannan: "Yamazaki-kun. Is there something you'd like to say...?"

Susumu Yamazaki: "...Nothing."

Chizuru Yukimura: "???"

The bell for afternoon classes rang just after I left the infirmary.

Chizuru Yukimura: "I'm already so sleepy..."

With my full stomach and the warm weather, I began to feel a bit drowsy. Thinking that, I returned to my classroom.

Then, as usual, I finished my afternoon classes...

It was time for homeroom again.

Sanosuke Harada: "...and that's all for today. Those in clubs ― give it all you’ve got. Those going home ― take care not to wander about too much."

Whole class: "Yeeessir."

Sanosuke Harada: "...Oh, right, Yukimura."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Yes?"

Sanosuke Harada: "I also told Heisuke. Don't be late tomorrow."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Y-Yes, sir...!"

Sanosuke Harada: "Hahaha, don't give me that face. I'm not really angry with you. Well then, see you tomorrow."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Right! Have a nice day."

I smiled and left the classroom.

Chizuru Yukimura: "Hm? What's going on.... What's all this commotion about?"

???: "Hey, hey, move it, bastards!"

???: "I'm so sorry, but if you could make way,please."

Chizuru Yukimura: "...That voice is..."

Chikage Kazama: "Hmph. For these nobodies to block my path... unforgivable. Those who dare defy yours truly, the eminent student council president, Chikage Kazama, must prepare to face the consequences."

Kyuuju Amagiri: "...Please understand this is to avoid further trouble, from what you can see here."

Kyou Shiranui: "It’d be less dull if some guys here had the guts to throw down with him though."

Chizuru Yukimura: "......!"

When I saw those three cut through the surging crowd, I thought to myself, 'Oh, no.' I really didn’t want to get caught, if I could avoid it. But as that crossed my mind...

Chikage Kazama: "Oh... You came to meet me yourself. What a praiseworthy sentiment, my betrothed."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Ack! It was a coincidence...!"

Kyuuju Amagiri: "Greetings, Yukimura-kun. ...You have my sympathies."

Chikage Kazama: "Amagiri. What do you mean by that?"

Kyou Shiranui: "The man said what he said. Ain't that right, Chizuru?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Um......"

I was at a loss. I could only stand there in silence.

This is Chikage Kazama-senpai. He was a senior, and the student council president of Hakuou Academy. He was always accompanied by his attendants, Kyuuju Amagiri-senpai and Kyou Shiranui-senpai, and acted as if the whole world belongs to him.

And why, really, why did he want me to be his bride? He decided that completely on his own...

This is Kyuuju Amagiri-senpai, another senior who acted like Kazama-senpai's watchman of sorts. ...He didn’t look anything like a high school student. There’s really no other way to put it. But I'd decided not to worry about that. He was probably the only person able to put up with Kazama-senpai's recklessness with any amount of success.

And lastly, this is Kyou Shiranui-senpai. He was also a senior, like Amagiri-senpai, and always with Kazama-senpai. However, unlike Amagiri, he didn’t seem to really respect Kazama. He could be violent sometimes and a bit scary, but occasionally he could be quite kind too, according to his whim.

Chizuru Yukimura: "Um... Kazama-senpai. I've repeatedly asked you to not call me your wife, so please stop..."

Chikage Kazama: "Why?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "W-Why....? Because it's not true!!"

Chikage Kazama: "...I can't hear you. Amagiri, what is the girl saying?"

Kyuuju Amagiri: "......She said that she is currently undeserving of the honour of marrying you."

Chizuru Yukimura: "What?!"

Chikage Kazama: "Is that so. Such a commendable attitude; such humility is a virtue."

Chizuru Yukimura:: “But, th-that's not...!"

Kyou Shiranui: "Give it up. He doesn’t wanna hear it."

Chizuru Yukimura: "No way!"

Chikage Kazama: "Hm... Fine. I'll overlook this for today. But know this, Chizuru. Once I set my eyes on my prey, I never let it escape. I suggest you ready yourself by coming to a decision.”

Chizuru Yukimura: "Kazama-senpai! Wait...!”

Without listening to a word I said, he turned and left, along with Amagiri-senpai and Shiranui-senpai.

...As they were leaving, Amagiri-senpai bowed deeply to me.

Chizuru Yukimura: “I would rather that he deny it along with me, though...”

"Phew..."

Somehow, after that, a wave of exhaustion came over me, and I let out a sigh. At that moment…

Isami Kondou: "Hm? If it isn't Yukimura-kun. Are you heading home now?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Kondou-sensei!"

This is Isami Kondou, the founder of Hakuouki Academy. He was always full of enthusiasm. Just watching him and his energy inspired me to do my best, too. His topknot hairstyle surprised me at first. But it seemed that he sports one as his own policy of sorts.

Isami Kondou: "Glad to see you're doing well. Have you had any issues lately?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Thank you very much. Everyone's very kind and polite, so I'm doing well!"

Isami Kondou: "I see, I see, that's great! To think that you're the only girl among a sorry lot of guys."

Isami Kondou: "Even now, I think the admission interview was a bit crazy. I'm sorry about that."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Ahaha..."

As I remembered the Hakuou Academy entrance exam, a wry smile came to my face.

That was back in the winter of this year. I was at a loss for which school I should attend.

My friend, Osen-chan, suggested Shimabara Girls' High, which she was attending... It was an upper-class all-girls school, and I was worried about the formalities and expensive tuition fees.

Many other schools also interested me, and I just couldn't make up my mind.

Then, as I was trying to decide…

Heisuke Toudou: "Hey, Chizuru! Come to my school! Starting next year, they'll accept girls as well!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Oh... Really?"

Heisuke Toudou: "Really! Go to the same school as me!"

At Heisuke-kun's suggestion, I began researching Hakuou Academy.

The tuition was pretty cheap, but more importantly, their educational ideals resonated deeply with me.

And so, I decided to take the entrance exam for Hakuou Academy.

It was difficult, but thanks to the work I put into revising, I managed to pass somehow. What I was most nervous about was actually the interview afterwards. What would they ask me? As my heart began to pound thinking that, the person I faced in the interview was…

Toshizou Hijikata: "...Chizuru Yukimura. Our academy will begin to admit girls for the first time next year. Depending on the situation, the number of girls may be considerably low. Could you focus on your studies in such an environment?"

Chizuru Yukimura: “...I may have fewer female friends, which might be lonely. But studying is bound to be the main priority for school, so I'll be fine."

Toshizou Hijikata: "...Why did you choose our school?"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Though this is embarrassing to admit… For one, the tuition is cheap. I don't want to burden my father,” I said. “Beyond that, a childhood friend of mine attends this school, and he told me this was a good place... And after looking into it, it seemed to me that this academy creates an environment that puts their students first... So now, I want to study here. That's what I truly think."

Toshizou Hijikata "...I see."

For some reason, Hijikata-sensei had kept silent for a while after that.

With his most serious expression yet, he had finally opened his mouth again, and asked me this:

Toshizou Hijikata: "...Last question. Can you recite our school's educational philosophy?"

Of course, I had responded immediately.

Chizuru Yukimura: "Yes! It's 'Sincerity'!"

Toshizou Hijikata: "......"

After that, I made it. I was able to pass the admissions process.

At the time, I would never have guessed I'd be the only girl in the school. That had me fairly worried at first.

Isami Kondou: "I can tell you now that Toshi was against accepting female students until the very last minute.” He continued, "Ah... How do I put it? Um, we're a school with a short history, even if we have noble ideals and whatnot... So, when the proposal to accept girls was raised, Toshi insisted it'd distract the current students and disrupt their discipline."

Chizuru Yukimura: "S-So that's what happened..."

Isami Kondou: "The compromise was that Toshi would interview candidates himself. And here you are ― the only girl who passed! But I am really sorry. You must have felt out of place. I wouldn't blame you for feeling nervous..."

Chizuru Yukimura: "Kondou-sensei... It's true that I did at first, but I'm alright now. And besides... Now that I'm enrolled here, I think it was one of the best decisions I've ever made!"

Isami Kondou: "R-Really...! Thank you!! There may be hard times along with the good ones… But I want you to be proud that you're a student Toshi himself accepted, and enjoy your time here. As the principal of this school, I'll be watching over you!"

Chizuru Yukimura: "Thank you so much!"

Mr. Kondou waved me off with a smile and, after waving back at him, I left the school.

Chizuru Yukimura: "I'm home...! ...Haah... It feels kind of lonely when nobody's home..."

My father, a doctor, was on a business trip to some remote island, and wouldn’t be coming home for a while.

Our family clinic was also closed. While I was used to it by then, I think I took it for granted that someone would welcome me home before.

Chizuru Yukimura: "Hm?"

‘I should probably reply as soon as I can.’

-----

Sub: About emails

Since we're in the same class and we're pretty much friends, I'll tell you something.

At the entrance ceremony, the school admins announced that they would contact us via email. Have you registered an address?

You're going to start receiving emails, but apparently you can only reply to them right on the spot when you receive them.

You'll be able to check your email history later, but you can't reply.

If you want to reply to a message, reply on the spot.

Well, even if the school contacts you, I'm sure it'll just be chatter from teachers and students anyway.

That's all I wanted to tell you.

-----

Chizuru Yukimura: "Huh?"

"It's Ibuki-kun again."

-----

Sub: Ryuunosuke Shop Grand Opening

My bad, I forgot I needed to tell you one more thing.

As you spend time at Hakuo Academy, you'll accumulate points from doing things like replying to emails or playing mini-games.

Now that my shop has opened, you can exchange those points for various goods at the shop.

There is a limit to the number of points you can have, so use them quickly.

There are also certain things that cannot be obtained until a certain time has passed, so come and look often.

I mean.

The operation of this shop is a matter of life or death for me.

I'm begging you!

Please exchange points!

-----

"Alright, I guess I'll take a look next time."

After I checked the email from Ibuki-kun, I put my phone on my desk and looked out the window.

Chizuru Yukimura: "...I have my friends and teachers. It'll be okay."

‘Tomorrow's gonna be a busy day. I'm sure I won't have time to feel lonely then.’

A place dear to my heart, where I could enjoy my everyday life.

My days at Private Hakuo Academy had only just begun――

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Zion info - warning: long

triggers: Eating Disorders ; Self Harm

info on zion -

note, i do and am continuing to do research on DID. i am in no way making fun of or glamourizing DID. if you or someone you know has DID and you notice im doing something teribly wrong or some of my information is wrong, please feel free to speak up if you wish. i only wish to learn more

Name: Zion Birthdate: Sep 15, 2000 Pronouns: He/They Favorite Color: #ee799f

Description:

Your basic tiktok Eboy. 5 ft 7. 19 years old. Yaoi webtoon artist. Snake owner. Video gamer. Has DID MOTTO: I'm here for a good time, not a long time - Bisexual - Submissive but bratty.

Acts like he has maybe 2 brain cells to rub together. Born in Australia but moved to South Korea with his mother after his parents divorced. Speaks Korean perfectly but still has his aussie accent when talking in English.

Is in university as an art major, minoring in dance

is allergic to cats.

His snake is a Sunbeam snake named Ra [ PHOTO ]

His mother hates his snake and once tried to sell it online but Zion found the listing and chewed her out- things are now tense between the two over this matter.

Mother has no idea he draws yaoi online for income

Piercings: - Ampallang [ NSFW if you google ] - Labret [ PHOTO ]

Tattoos: - One very bad koala tattoo thanks to Atlas, about 2 inches tall, on the upper part of his ass. Thanks Atlas- TATTOO

Clothing style: Varies.

Formal style is often consisting of capes (Not like super hero capes) and button down shirts. Rings. Chokers & chains. Think Eboy meets goth vibes i guess?

I.E.: Photo One || Photo 2

"Dressed up" consists of over sized torn shirts, knee highs / tights, and heeled boots.

I.E.: Photo One || Photo Two His more casual look consists of over sized shirts that slide down his shoulders and skinny jeans. Chokers, chains, & charms. Lots of oversized sweaters & bat wing shirts. Like Eboy meets homeless man xD

I.E.: Photo One || Photo Two Shoeware consists solely of black boots (heeled & flat) Jewelry = just google eboy jewelry xD Locked necklaces, dangly chain earrings, leather chokers.

Owns a collection of messenger bags of varying styles that he always has one of on. - [ Keeps his drawing tablet in there along with a notebook & other misc items. ]

Almost always has Ra on him- around his neck, curled around his forearm, around his wrist. Sometimes hell clean out his bag and put a soft towel in it for him to sleep in it (youll see him carrying his notebook & tablet in his hand during these cases).

Is Far sighted, so has to wear glasses for reading/drawing/etc. Owns thin framed round glasses:

Zion in Glasses

Zion has three things that he tends to hide from people.

He has a major eating disorder. He's been hospitalized twice for bulimia, once when he was 12 (in for 6 months) & then again at 16 (in for a full year).

He has DID, with 3 altars. Ace (Protector), Atlas (Persecutor), Rue (Gatekeeper). I'll include notes on them below

Zion can't feel pain, never has. His alters do however and if injured, Ace will tend to attempt to front to draw attention to it or get him fixed up. As a result of this, Zion has to be extra careful about physical activities because he can seriously hurt himself and simply not realize.

DETAILS ON ALTERS:

Atlas - Persecutor

Roughly 19/20 years old

He/Him

Heterosexual

Fronts when the host is in a state of upset (mentally low, depressed, ED is getting bad)

First appeared when Zion was 13, just after his first stint in the hospital

Purposely binge eats to make the system sick, is homophobic, purposely starts fights with all of Zions friends to push them away

Outted him to his mother

Hates Ra. Will hurt/release/kill him if given the chance.

Will destroy Zions altar if given the chance

Tell people he's sleeping with that he has some std, that hes only fucking them because he pities them.

Will cheat on partner if Zions dating

Dresses like a complete eboy - long sleeved shirts layered under a dark over sized shirt. Light wash jeans, chains.

Will often poke holes in the body (new piercings)

Allergic to soy

+ Triggers / None

- Triggers / The host (Zion) being in an extremely negative head space ; his ED flaring up badly ; Being ANGRY

Often writes in marker. When texting, he curses alot & often speaks in short speech {k. ttyl. w/e.}.

Will start or end messages with a middle finger emoji.

ex of handwriting: [ PHOTO ]

Ace - Protector

He/Him

Has 20/20 vision

Fronts when Zion is stressed or just really needs to step back

First appeared when Zion was 8 right around when his parents started to fight all of the time

Is the dominant one of the system {As in sexually. Zion is typically a bratty bottom, but Ace is dominant & a top}

Personality is alot more relaxed, more of an observer than a talker

Is the one most likely to try to act like the host rather than out them as having DID

Is non religious but respects the hosts choices

Is more preppy in the way he dresses - slacks rather than jeans, polos & button up shirts.

Gay af

Allergic to Almonds

+ Triggers / Certain Songs (Wrong by Max ; Flesh by Simon Curtis )

- Triggers / The host (Zion) getting hurt ; Zion being in very stressful situations ; Zion being in situations where he could get hurt

When texting, he starts or ends the message with a book emoji to specify its him.

Always ends sentences with punctuation

ex of handwriting: [ PHOTO ] Rue - Gatekeeper

Younger? Approximately 16/17

She/Her

Sexuality unsure

Paints over Atlas' pages when he's being rude

Keeps Atlas in check in the inner world.

Locks away traumatic memories so they don't trigger Zion

As she grows stronger, can control who fronts & when (meaning she could keep Atlas from fronting)

Is heavily interested in Augustes work [ @absque-nocte ]

Is very interested in dark topics (death, blood, etc)

Clothing style is alt goth. ( See: Zions dressed up style above )

+ Triggers / Talking about death or blood ; Night time (New moons esp)

- Triggers / Atlas being active

Childish, often written in paint markers. Metallic or glitter preferred.

When texting,ends the text with a skull emoji. Hops topics at random

ex of handwriting: [ PHOTO ]

Zion hand writing example: [ PHOTO ]

Alter visual head cannons:

Ace: Brown hair, brown eyes, always very well put together. About 5′8 (Same height as Zion). Slightly paler than Zion himself.

[ PHOTO ]

Atlas: Black undercut hair, tattoos & piercings, blue eyes. Paler. 5′10.

[ PHOTO 1 ] [ PHOTO 2 ]

Rue: her hair is shoulder length. Black eyes & kitty fangs. Short, like around 5ft. Very pale.

[PHOTO ]

Note: they don’t look that way outside of the inner world, but this is how they perceive themselves.

#«ZION「hc」»#photos found on google

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nonbinaryresource · 5 years ago

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Have any of you ever felt more dysphoric after encountering transmed rhetoric? A lot of transmed stuff shows up in nonbinary tags, and I recently read a post where a trans man claimed that seeing nondysphoric afab nb/transmasc people "flaunting" their chests in photos, videos, etc was "hurtful" to him. After that I started feeling much more depressed and self-conscious about my body in ways and places that I never have before. (part 1)

Up to this point, I really only felt dysphoria in regards to my internal reproductive organs. I hope to have some kind of hysterectomy in the future, but for now, my doctor is having me take low dose birth control and skip the placebo pills so that I can stop having a cycle. It definitely helps with that, but as a side effect, I’ve gotten a little bustier and hippier. I didn’t feel TOO bad about that until I saw that post, and now it’s hard for me to even look in the mirror. (part 2)

I’m hoping that these feelings will eventually pass. I know it would be wrong to bind or have top surgery just bc some guy thinks my personal experiences with my gender, body, and dysphoria are ~incorrectly trans~ or something. This has been on my mind for weeks though, and I think it would help me to know whether other nonbinary people have any similar experiences. Thank you. (part 3, end)

This is what transmed (and terf and any other transphobic) rhetoric is meant to do. It’s meant to stir up feelings and scare people and invalidate them and make them hate themselves and make them doubt themselves. This is exactly what they want. They want to either force you to conform to their self-hating, righteous gatekeeping propaganda or to force you back into the closet/to stay in the closet.

I know this isn’t your question, but I want to cover self-care in navigating these sort of situations so you can avoid this as best as possible in the future.

Block liberally, especially if you’re going to spend any time in the tags. I regularly search asexual, aromantic, and nonbinary on tumblr. My block list is huge. This is healthy. Not everyone is meant to face this rhetoric so they can deconstruct it for others to understand why it’s harmful. We’ve all got our strengths and weaknesses, and that’s what makes life work. It is a totally reasonable reaction to be upset and dysphoric and anxious and depressed regarding coming across transmed identity policing and shaming. It is not a good or healthy way to live being brought to such a negative when you come across this stuff.

Start teaching yourself to scan usernames before you read posts. A lot of transmeds identify themselves right in their usernames by straight up calling themselves truscum in their name. Transmed and terf/radfem communities have really allied in the recent past, so you may even catch usernames with rad or radical in their name. When you see these, block on site. If a name seems suspicious but you aren’t sure, you can also quickly check the profile of the person, as many of them have “transmed” listed in their description. Block before you’ve really even processed the post and skip right over it.

Also, blocking can seem like a useless task at first with so many bigoted blogs in the tags, but once you’ve blocked many of the popular ones, you really only have to watch out for the random new one that pops up, and the tags become much more manageable.

Make sure you have plenty of positive and affirming blogs on your dash. If you’re regularly coming across gatekeeping and cissexism but you’re not taking in regular positivity and validation, these comments can be harder to shake off. You tend to feel more isolated and so can spiral quicker and more easily. Having more positive and supportive and trans-friendly blogs regularly on your dash will help you take in these messages, remember you’re not alone, and work on self-love and self-acceptance. Transmeds may still hurt and impact you, but with a bigger community at you’re back, you may find it easier to brush this off and bounce back.

Avoid any temptation to seek out these blogs, whether to interact or just read to “just see” what they’re seeing and thinking. This can be a form of self-harm, and it will definitely make you spiral faster and more intensely. Block, block, block. Take a break from tumblr if you need. At least take a break from the tags if you need. If you’re subscribed to a tag, unsubscribe. Only go searching for the tag to read the posts when you’re feeling mentally up to it. It can be harder to deal with when you’re subscribed to these tags, as posts like this can randomly pop up on your dash without warning, making them more triggering and upsetting.

Practice healthy coping mechanisms. We’ve got some good stuff under our coping tag. I’ve heard so many trans folk say that learning and practicing CBT techniques has helped them immensely in dealing with dysphoria. Mindfulness, meditation (I prefer guided meditation to avoid dissociation), and breathing/grounding exercises can all help as well.

But anyway. You were looking to know you weren’t alone, and the answer is a resounding no, you are not alone. That rhetoric is designed to harm you. It is specifically targeting you. It makes complete sense that it shook you and impacted you.

Keep reminding yourself of what you know: being trans is not defined on an axis of suffering, some jerkoff loser doesn’t get to define transness for all trans people just because they want everyone to hate themselves as much as they do, and you are valid. Stop and specifically validate yourself out loud when you’re alone and can do so. Write it down (in vague terms if you need to for safety) when you’re around people and can’t say it out loud. Aggressively love and support yourself. Do it out of spite for this jerk if that helps motivate you.

This can pass, but you may have to do a little work so it will.

[gif of daily sky fox, a cute little fox with tiny wings, sitting like a human on the floor, swaying side to side, holding a sign that says “You are strong! I believe in you!” There’s boxing gloves and a round heavy bag in the background]

~Pluto

#mod tera #dysphoria #gatekeeping #negativity #transphobia #cissexism #coping #slightlyoffcolour

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coquettishcat-blog · 5 years ago

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Prologue: Welcome to Private Hakuouki Academy

Do you want to skip the prologue

Yes

-- May --

MC:

Heisuke, are you awake? It's almost time for school... ....... ............... Uh, uhm..... Hello? Heisuke--!

Toudou Heisuke:

Sorry Chizuru! Just wait five minutes!!

MC:

Ah... Heisuke!? Come on.....

Five minutes later...

We still have a little bit of time to spare, I think it's okay...

MC:

.... It’s already been five minutes... ..........Not yet? What to do.... I guess I'll try buzzing the intercom one more time.....

Toudou Heisuke

Morning! And, sorry!

MC:

Ah, Heisuke! Morning!

This is Toudou Heisuke, my next door neighbor and childhood best friend. Heisuke and I go to the same school together and we usually meet up and walk to school together. He's a year ahead of me in high school making him my senior. Even though he's my senior, he prefers not being called "Heisuke-senpai" and just prefers me calling him by his first name. I've been counting on him since I was little. He can oversleep in the morning sometimes from playing his favorite video game too much and sometimes that can be a problem.

Toudou Heisuke:

Is the time still okay?

MC:

I think we're cutting it a little too close...!

Toudou Heisuke:

Are you serious..? Alright, let's go!

MC:

Y-yes!

It's been a bit hectic this morning, but now we have to hurry--!!

Toudou Heisuke:

Dammit, even if the alarm did go off, I would have been on time!

MC:

Heisuke, you said that last time.

Toudou Heisuke:

Oh, then my alarm must be broken! I'll buy a new one next time!!

???

It's noisy this morning.

MC:

Ah....

Okita Souji

Morning, you two.

MC:

Good morning, Okita!

This is Okita Souji. He's in second year and he's in the same class as Heisuke. I get along well with him and we're pretty good friends. Okita is a little mischevious/likes to tease people and he likes to take pictures with his cellphone. Sometimes, he occasionally sends me emails. There's something that worries me about them and how I should respond to them, and I am a little troubled by that.

Toudou Heisuke:

Souji's here... Now I know we're really running late.

Okita Souji:

Maybe....that's especially not good. The school won’t run away.

Toudou Heisuke:

I can't afford to be late! Hell's gatekeeper will be waiting for us!

Okita Souji:

Haha, oh you're exaggerating. I don't think you need to be that scared.

MC:

Let's hurry anyway! Okita, please do your best and run!

Okita Souji

...Looks like I don't have a choice.

We then desperately ran.

Of course, you're not supposed to be late for school, More than that, I also don't want to be late. There's a reason why---.

Toudou Heisuke:

"Yes! Slide-in.... safe!!"

???:

Sorry, but it’s out.

MC:

Huh.....?

Saitou Hajime

As a member of the school disciplinary committee, I cannot overlook a violation of the school rules. Even if it's five seconds.

Nagumo Kaoru:

In that case, it’s bad you desperately ran, but I’ll give you a point.

MC:

Kaoru and Saitou....!

....Yes, the reason why we ran so frantically was because of the members of the school disciplinary committee.

This is Saitou. He's in second year. He is a very serious person who is feared [by students] as a school disciplinary committee member. Heisuke often calls him "not flexible" and it goes without saying, he is stricter to himself than anyone else. However, I think he's a decent person and a good senior.

This is Kaoru and he's in the same year as me. In fact, he's my twin brother. There are a lot of reasons why our last names are different. One of the reasons however is that he lived away for a time. I was happy to hear at first that we were going to be attending the same school ....But, Kaoru isn't very honest and he gives a rude attitude to our seniors, and it always makes me feel anxious/nervous.... Toudou Heisuke:

It's only five seconds! The gate isn't closed yet, let me pass!

Nagumo Kaoru:

I don't like that. What are the benefits of letting you go?

Toudou Heisuke:

It might not be a benefit, but it's another loss you can take!

Saitou Hajime:

Heisuke. Don't say anything unheeded. The rules are there to protect you.

Okita Souji:

As you can see, Heisuke. I'm sorry.

Toudou Heisuke:

Souji! Which side are you on?

MC:

Uhm... Heisuke. It's a fact that we were late and we couldn't help it.

Toudou Heisuke:

But....!

???:

Shut up! What are you all doing there!

MC:

Ah.....!

Hijikata Toshizou:

Saitou, Nagumo! It's time, close the gate.

Saitou Hajime:

Yes, sir.

Nagumo Kaoru:

Hmph, I'm sorry.

Hijikata Toshizou:

And Heisuke, Souji, MC. You three, hurry up and get inside. ...Don't be late.

MC:

Y-yes sir!

This is Hijikata Toshizou. He's Heisuke's and Okita's class teacher. He also teaches Classical Japanese. Mr. Hijikata is very strict, but he's eager to educate. He is also the vice-principal of the school, and a childhood friend of Mr. Kondou, the principal of the school. Mr.Hijikata always looks tense and there is an atmosphere around him that keeps people away.

Hijikata Toshizou:

Tch.... you're late every day without learning a lesson.....

Hijikata Toshizou:

W-what was that?

Okita Souji

Haha. Mr. Hijikata's wrinkles are looking deeper than they were yesterday.

Hijikata Toshizou

Souji! You!!

Okita Souji

Would you like to compare yesterday's photos to today's? Look, look!

Hijikata Toshizou

I don't need to! And don't take photos without permission!

......To the vice-principal who everyone is afraid of the way to get involved liked this it might only be Okita..... That's what I thought, as we left the school gate.

--Private Hakuouki Academy.

This school, which was a boys-only school until last year, is a relatively new school that was founded with the belief of Kondou Isami, the head of the school. This is my first time at Private Hakuouki Academy as a school girl..... I am also the only girl at this school. When I learned that there were no other girls, I was a little nervous.... I think I can get along well with the people around me.

MC:

.....It can't be! I have to get to class....!

MC:

Good, I made it in time.....

Ibuki Ryunosuke:

Huh? That's unusual, Yukimura/MC. It's unlike you to show up last minute.

MC:

Oh, Ibuki. Morning. I'm a little bit behind this morning.

This is Ibuki Ryunosuke and he is in the same class as me. Many people think Ibuki is a crude person, but I think he's actually a nice person. He always has milk and a bread roll with red bean paste for lunch. I asked him if he was eating enough, but he tells me that he has no money, so there's no choice. Regarding that, his guardian, Mr. Serizawa is known to be a violent person, but I wonder if he actually is or if that’s just a rumor......?

Ibuki Ryunosuke:

The teacher is about to come. You should sit down.

MC:

Yeah, thanks Ibuki.

???:

Take your seats. Class is about to start.

MC:

Oh!

When I rushed to my seat, at the front of the class, Mr. Harada was grinning at me.

Harada Sanosuke

What's wrong, MC? It's rare for you to be late.

MC:

Y-yes... Excuse me...

This is Mr. Harada. He is my teacher, and he's also the health and Phys Ed. teacher. He is a friendly person, who is loved by all his students. He used to go to the same Kendo Dojo as Heisuke and Mr. Nagakura, the math teacher. Even now they all seem to still have a good friendship with each other.

Harada Sanosuke:

Well, I can imagine the reasons why you're late. If you know you're going to be late, just leave Heisuke behind.

MC:

Uh, that's... I'll do my best to not be late again....

Harada Sanosuke

Please do.

Harada Sanosuke

Well, let's get to it. I have a message for you today--

I don't want to leave it for later, I should try to make some arrangements, such as going to go pick it up earlier. I’ll try figuring something out. Classmate A:

Well. it's finally lunch time.

Classmate B:

I'm starving- Hey, Ibuki, do you want to go to the school cafeteria with us?

Ibuki Ryunosuke:

If you treat me then I’ll go.

Classmate B:

No way!

Ibuki Ryunosuke:

You know I don't have money. So don't ask me.

Classmate A:

U-uhm, MC, what about you? Would you like to have lunch with me--?

MC:

Me? Uhm....

My classmate invited me out for lunch which makes me happy, but....

MC:

I'm sorry... I already have plans. How about another time?

Classmate A:

I-I see...

I apologized once more and then headed to the school cafeteria.

The cafeteria is very crowded, it was like a battlefield. Everyone seems to be getting agitated because they're hungry. Toudou Heisuke

Oh, hey, MC! Over here!

Heisuke and Okita are waving at me. I can't keep them waiting, I have to hurry....!

MC:

Uh.... I wonder if I should take meal set A.

I bought a meal ticket for set A at the ticket vending machine, I then lined up with the other students in the lunch line....

Inoue Genzaburou:

Oh, MC. You came to the cafeteria today.

MC:

Mr. Inoue. Hello!

This is Mr. Inoue. He is the one who cooks and handles the student meals. He is very kind, and is nicknamed "Mother of Private Hakuouki Academy" by the students. There are actually rumors that he's a very good person, but is it true?

Inoue Genzaburou:

I will keep the amount small. If I give you the same amount as the boys, it would be too much for you.

MC:

Yes, thank you very much!

He is always considerate when it comes to others, and I think it's one of his good traits. The next time I want to learn how to cook, I will definitely ask Mr. Inoue how it's done. Okita Souji:

You kept us waiting. Eh? That’s a small amount of food.

MC:

You think so?

Toudou Heisuke:

It's because MC is a girl, that's why, isn't it? Souji, you don't really eat that much either.

Okita Souji:

Heisuke eats for his body.

Toudou Heisuke:

Saying that wasn't necessary!

MC:

Heehee

After a fun lunch, Heisuke left and went back to his classroom and as I was on my way back to my own classroom...

Nagakura Shinpachi:

Yo, MC! Are you working hard today?

MC:

Mr. Nagakura. Hello!

This is Mr. Nagakura. He is in charge of mathematics and is a close friend with Mr. Harada. He is always wearing his tracksuit and I often mistake him for the Phys Ed. teacher. He is a very lively person. He is poor with money management, and gets scolded by Mr. Hijikata often because of that. Mr. Nagakura is an energetic and wonderful teacher.

Nagakura Shinpachi:

Have you already finished lunch? If you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a small favor.

MC:

Oh, yes! That's fine. What is it?

Nagakura Shinpachi:

Sorry about that. I just wanted you to help deliver this to Mr. Sannan.

MC:

Mr. Sannan... So the Infirmary?

Nagakura Shinpachi:

Yeah. I've, uh... Got some small things to take care of, you see.

MC:

I understand. I will go now!

Nagakura Shinpachi:

Thanks for your help!

I headed off to the infirmary with the manila folder from Mr. Nagakura.

MC:

Excuse me.

Sannan Keisuke:

Oh..... MC. Are you sick?

This is Sannan Keisuke. He's the infirmary's school doctor. Nice and empathetic, a great doctor who accepts consultations all the time. Even though that's the case, it's strange how most students try to avoid ever going to the infirmary.

MC:

No, that's not what I'm here for. I was told by Mr. Nagakura to hand this to you.

Sannan Keisuke:

Mr. Nagakura...? Ahh... I see. He didn't want to come here so he used you instead.

MC:

Huh?

Sannan Keisuke:

Fufu... He actually missed the dateline for the submission of his documents, you see? Guess he didn't want me getting mad at him. I have to put in a word with him later... To think he sent you on a fool's errand when he could do it himself.

MC:

Oh, no. it’s fine. It’s okay, so--

Yamazaki Susumu:

Excuse me... Oh--!

Sannan Keisuke:

Oh? I see that I've got quite the audience today. You're here too, Yamazaki.

This is Yamazaki Susumu and he's in second year. He's in the same class as Saito, and his class teacher was Mr. Nagakura. He often frequents the infirmary to help Mr. Sannan out with his job as part of the Health Committee. He's a very serious individual who'd never slack off any committee work.

Yamazaki Susumu:

Sorry for barging into the middle of your conversation...!

MC:

Oh, no. It's alright! I'm almost done here, actually.

Sannan Keisuke:

Don't be so cold, now. Are you implying that you've no business talking to me now that you've wrapped up here?

MC:

Huh, wait- what!? N-No! That's not what I meant...

Yamazaki Susumu:

...Mr. Sannan.

Sannan Keisuke

I know, I know, Yamazaki. I was just teasing.

MC:

Were you, really?

Sannan Keisuke:

Fufu. That, earlier, was a joke. Do, however, feel free to come by whenever you like. Do come when you're feeling unwell, but you can also approach me if you have any problems or concerns as well. I've got a medicine to all your problems.

Yamazaki Susumu:

M-Mr. Sannan? But that's...!

Sannan Keisuke:

Yamazaki. Do you have something to say...?

Yamazaki Susumu:

......No......

MC:

???

When I left the infirmary, the bell for the afternoon class began to ring.

MC:

I'm going to be so sleepy during my afternoon classes....

My stomach is full and today the weather is good, so maybe more good things will come too. That's what I thought as I was going back to the classroom.

And then, afternoon class was over.... It was time to return to go to HR class.

Harada Sanosuke:

So, that's it for today. For those of you who have club activities, give it all you’ve got, and for those of you who are going home, should make your way home before it gets dark.

Classmates:

Yeeeeeeees!

Harada Sanosuke:

....Oh yeah, that's right, MC.

MC:

Yes?

Harada Sanosuke:

I also told Heisuke. Don't be late tomorrow.

MC:

Y-yes sir...!

Harada Sanosuke:

Hahaha, don't give me that face. I'm not angry. Well, see you tomorrow.

MC:

Yes! Please excuse me.

I said that with a smile and left the classroom.

MC:

What's going on.... Why is there such a commotion in the hallways?

???:

Move, get out of the way!

???:

I am very sorry, we will be out of the way shortly.

MC:

....That voice belongs to....

Kazama Chikage:

Oh.... It's unforgivable for these nobodies to block my path. As the student council president and person with the highest grades, those who [dare to] defy me should be prepared to go up against me.

Amagiri Kyuju:

...As you can see, I would like you to endure here in order to avoid trouble.

Shiranui Kyo:

But, it's more interesting to have a guy who is more upset about it.

MC:

........!

People moved to either side of the hallway, as the three people walked down the middle of the hallway. I don't want to get caught if I can. That’s what I thought when...

Kazama Chikage:

Oh... I never thought I'd come to meet you personally, my wife.

MC:

It's a coincidence... Wait, what?!

Amagiri Kyuju:

So, this is MC. .......I sympathize with you.

Kazama Chikage:

Amagiri. What does that mean?

Shiranui Kyo:

Don’t worry about it. Hey, MC?

MC:

Uh......

I had no choice, but to shut up and nod.

This is Kazama. He is a third-year student, and the student council president of Private Hakuouki Academy. He is always with (mediator) Amagiriand followed by Shiranui. He also behaves in a very arrogant way. And for some reason, he wants me to be his wife, without asking for my thoughts on the matter.....

This is Amagiri. He is also a third-year student, he looks after Kazama. No matter where you look from, I feel that he doesn't look like a high school student, but that's not something I should be worried about. I think it is only Amagiri that can keep Kazama's absurd statements successfully repoved.

And lastly, this is Shiranui. He is a third-year student too, and is always with Kazama, like Amagiri. However, Shiranui is different from Amagiri, he does not seem to respect much about Kazama. He can be a little rough around the edges, and a little scary, but once in a while, he can be kind.

MC:

Uh.... Kazama. I have said it a few times before, but please stop saying that I am [to be] your wife....

Kazama Chikage:

Why?

MC:

W-why....? Because I'm not your wife!

Kazama Chikage:

......I can't hear you. Amagiri, what is the girl saying?

Amagiri Kyuju:

............ .....At this time, she is not ready to get married--

MC:

Huh?!

Kazama Chikage:

is that right? It's not easy to be brave. It is good to be humble.

MC:

Uhm, it's not like that.....!

Shiranui Kyo:

Just give up. He's not listening.

MC:

No!

Kazama Chikage:

Oh, that's good. I'm going to miss you for today. Still MC. I never miss once I've decided on my prey. It's your decision, you should decide quickly.

MC:

Kazama! That's.....!

Kamaza didn't listen to what I had to say, and he pulled Amagiri and Shiranui and walked away.

....On the way out, Amagiri lowered his head and bowed deeply....

MC:

If I could do it, I wouldn't have denied it.

MC:

Phew......

After that, I felt kind of tired and let out a sigh.

Kondou Isami:

Hm? Is that you, MC? Are you going back home now?

MC:

Mr. Kondou!

This is Kondou Isami. He is the founder of Private Hakuouki Academy. He is always full of enthusiasm. When I see Mr. Kondou, I feel that I need to work hard and do my best. I was surprised at first when I saw the chonmage on his head, but it seems that it is Kondou's teacher's policy.

Kondou Isami:

You look well. Do you have any troubles?

MC:

Thank you very much. But, everything is going well, so I'm fine!

Kondou Isami:

Okay, okay, that's good! I just wanted to know because you're the only girl among so many male students. If I think about it now, the entrance exam interview was a bit ridiculous, and I'm sorry about that.

MC:

Ahaha.......

I remembered my experience of the Private Hakuouki Academy entrance exam interview with a wry smile.

--- That was in winter.

I was having trouble deciding on what school to attend until the very last minute. My friend, Sen, invited me to the Shimabara Girls' High School where she was attending... As it was a princess school, I was worried about the high formalities and tuition fees. There were many other schools that I was concerned about and I couldn't decide for sure. When that happened.....

Toudou Heisuke:

Oh, MC! Come to our school! Our school is taking applications from girls for the next school year!

MC:

Oh..... Is that right?

Toudou Heisuke:

That's right! Come to the same school as me!

With the invitation from Heisuke, I looked more into Private Hakuouki Academy. The school fees were cheap, and the letters that were widely held up as the educational philosophy were the most important, touched my heart. And so, I decided to enroll in Private Hakuouki Academy.

The exam was difficult, but thanks to my hard work studying for the enterance exams, I think I did well, somehow. I was more nervous about the interview than I was for the actual exam. What kind of questions will they ask? That's what I thought, but the real challenge appeared in front of me, with my heart pounding--

Hijikata Toshizou:

....MC. Next year will be the first time that our school will accept girls-- Depending on the situation, the number of girls may be considerably less. Can you concentrate on studying [while] in such an environment?

MC:

Even though the number of female students are few, I may be lonely, but it's natural to focus on school when school, so, I'll be fine, it's okay because that’s normal.

Hijikata Toshizou:

......... So, why did you choose our school?

MC:

I'm embarrassed to say this, but... One of the reasons why I chose this school was because the school fees are so low. I didn't want to cause trouble for my parents. Besides that, I heard from my childhood friend, who goes to this school, that it is a good place..... After examining it in various ways, I believe that this school creates an environment that keeps students in mind first... I want to learn here, too.... From the bottom of my heart.

Hijikata Toshizou:

.....Is that right?

For some reason, Mr. Hijikata kept silent for a while afterward. When he opened up his mouth again, he looked at me with the most serious eyes and asked [me] this.

Hijikata Toshizou:

.....Last question. Can you tell me the educational philosophy of our school?

I responded, of course, immediately.

MC:

Yes! It's "truth!”

Hijikata Toshizou:

............

After all of that, I successfully passed the enterance exam. At the time, I didn't think I would be the only girl, so I was really nervous at first.

Kondou Isami:

I can tell you right now, Toshi was originally against accepting female students until the very last minute. Oh. What I mean by that is, we're still a school with a shallow history, and the idea of changing that was something unthinkable. So, there was a proposal that female students should also be accepted, but Toshi insisted that school order would be disturbed.

MC:

I see.....

Kondou Isami:

The compromise was that Toshi had to interview you himself. And here you are - the girl who passed the interview was you! No, I'm really sorry. I am giving you a narrow shoulder. I would have been anxious....

MC:

Mr. Kondo.... I was nervous at first, but it's fine now. Also-- I decided to enter this school and I think it was one of the best decisions I've ever made!

Kondo Isami:

I-I see...! Thanks for saying that!! There will be hard times going forward, I had Toshi admit to enroll you. I want you to enjoy your days here. As the principal of this school, I'll keep an eye out on you.

MC:

Yes, thank you very much!

Mr. Kondou waved his hand and smiled and I looked back at him while I was leaving school.

MC:

I'm home....! *Sigh....* There's nobody at home, I guess I'm a little lonely after all....

My father is a doctor, and he's on a business trip to a small remote island. He will not be returning for a while. Our clinic is closed until he returns. There's usually no one at home to say "welcome back" when I arrive and having nobody at home is usually common.

MC:

Huh?

I think it's better to reply to Ibuki's email as soon as possible.

MC:

Huh? It's Ibuki again. Yeah, I'll check it out next time.

After I checked the email from Ibuki, I put my phone down on my desk and looked outside my bedroom window.

MC:

I have many caring friends and teachers.... So, I'll be okay.

It will be a lively day tomorrow as well. ...So, there is no time to think about how lonely I am. I can spend my days at school with all of the people who care for me.

My days at Private Hakuouki Academy are still [just the] beginning---

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