#isuke reply

[vexinghearts]

I finally got around to making Human! Flower

She's totally recognizable *sobs in Human!Ver. looks gorgeous*

Miyazaki Flower

↑ 36 y/o ↑ ???

When Flower, Miyazaki, was human she had a family. She had her husband, Isuke, and her daughter, Kiina.

↓ Isuke ↓ Kiina

↑ 35 y/o ↑ 7 y/o

One night, Miyazaki came home to a demon, ( 12 Kizuki Affiliate ) , who not too long after turned her into a demon. She thought that maybe if she turned into a demon, she could still live with her family. Maybe she could protect them if need be.

Oh, how wrong she was. Soon enough, Isuke & Kiina came home to find their loving wife/mother salivating at the mere scent of them.

Locals could've swore they heard a child's shouts for help deep in the mountains, but no one ever confirmed this for themselves.

All Flower could remember was the dead look in the eye of her now dead family. The two people she treasured, the two beings she told "I love you" each and every day & night now lay dead at her feet.

Not that Flower could remember this though, oh no. She didn't know who these people were, but there was a hollow melancholy in her chest and a desire to bury them. Out of respect she had assumed. Somewhere amongst her years as a demon, she met Muzan Kibutsuji, who made her Lowermoon Three.

Sometime after that, she could no longer devour humans and would straight up refuse to. Muzan stripped her of her title and dismissed her from the Infinity Castle not caring what would happen to her afterwards.

A few months later, she comes across a demon. A young demon who seemed rather Childlike. She introduced herself as Collie, and when asked for her name, the woman formerly known as Miyazaki replied.

"My name is Flower."

I'm so good at storytelling 😋 /j

Family Pictures 💕

( CW: Blood Portrayal )

[ask-anr-cast]

Isuke how much do you love Haruki

“Pff, as if I would love this idiot

[rickyriddle]

Why is Haruki x Isuke so popular? It's because they're hot, right..? There's so much porn of them both in fanart /and/ fanfiction form. I honestly wish there were more fanworks that explored them as characters and not sexual objects. :')

I would say HaruI is mainly popular because both Isuke and Haruki are attractive and sexy, even when the anime was airing and the manga was not that far. After all, one of their ship names was “Team Sexy”, so I assume most people shipping them was out of aesthetic (after all, they barely had any screentime together in the anime). Even in the manga they didn’t have that many moments together, yet were one of the two ships to be made official canon at the end (probably due to their popularity.

As much as I enjoy smut content of them (SUKI is the best artist for that), I agree that it would be nice to see people view them more than just their appearances. Both of them are deep and complex characters, they are more than meets the eyes, and their relationship is one of the most positive and healthy in AnR.

If you’re interested, I made an Isuke analysis a long time ago where I explore her character and how her past shaped the person she is now, as well as her relationship with Haruki. Click here: Inukai Isuke analysis

I hope it answers your question and don’t hesitate to ask more!

[starfish-ffxiv]

❛You’re my last chance.❜

Shinju turned to regard the xaela behind her, with her bright, seafoam eyes wide in shock. It was unusual to be asked for help, usually she just gave help where it was needed because no one knew they needed it until she was gone.

For a moment silence rippled between them due to Shinju’s bewilderment, punctuated only by the sound of the bubbling, busy water in the nearby stream. “Me?” Shinju asked finally, her voice cracking. She knew what it was to bear another’s weight, but had never seen it offered up in another person’s eyes.

Though her shock faded with the slipping of time, and purpose took the reins. This was what she did, this was her reason for fighting, her very existence. She embraced it as she knew to do anything else would be misery. Just as she stepped forward to embrace the other woman’s hand between her own.

“Whatever you need.” She said, her voice soft and her smile warm. Shinju would never say no to someone who needed sincerely needed anything from her.

[eorzeasfrozenknight]

🍼- what is your favorite memory?

“I have many ‘favorite’ memories, One such is the day my now Beloved gave me a key to her apartment. Why I was so overjoyed I... Broke down in tears...” She trails off giggling slightly embarrassed at the admission and memory “T’was truly a powerful and wonderful memory for me, my Love had heard i was staying in the Inn the whole time i had been in Eorzea and decided she could not let that stand. I was so touched by her gesture I am uncertain both when I stopped crying, nor when I stopped clinging to her.” Trailing off with a soft smile on her face of contentment “Tis truly one of my favorite memories and one i carry in my heart always~.”

//Thank you~! @isuke-ejinn :3 (sorry about the delay ;w;)

[glowinggunmetal]

 ✧ 💜

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[z0yne]

                                         ↳ SHIRASU KINJO

NEW MUSE ALERT. 

Shirasu Kinjo 金城 白子  also known as  Isuke Fuma 風魔 壱助. 

serving both as the 10th generational head of the Fuuma clan of ninjas  Shirasu balances a double life of loyalty, one to his sworn master and  another to his clan and family.  Shirasu is calm, polite, and quite  mysterious. Raised as a ninja, he also very loyal. He cares deeply about  his clan as well as his family. When asked what is one true with is he  answered that he wished to live with his father, mother and twin brother  in their village. Unfortunately, the elders of the village later decided to  make his father the target for the rite of passage, forcing Shirasu to kill him. This leaves a deep scar in their family, separating Shirasu‘s mother emotionally from him.

Later in life he finds a place amongst the Kumo  household serving as guard dog and maid to the three Kumo brother,  despite his inability to cook anything edible. 

While living with the Kumo’s, Shirasu develops a deep love for them,  especially the oldest brother Tenka. He is torn between loyalty to Tenka  and loyalty to his clan and twin brother. Bitterly he casts away the Kumo’s in the end. Choosing to sacrifice the middle son in order to bring forth a  day of reconning. After failing, and losing his brother in the process Shirasu retreats taking the few surviving members of his clan with him back into shadow.  now he roams japan, trying to re-establish the Ninja name and grow strong. 

Before his disappearance, the oldest Kumo brother asks him who was the real  Shirasu. The smiling friend or bitter enemy ? Shirasu only replies, “Just like you have a home so do I.” This is later elaborated on that what his true happiness  is, is having a place to go home to. It is unclear if he meant the Kumo’s or Fumas.

[teawithotome]

R3! Ready! Reserve! Rescue! “Crikey! It’s a Hybrid”: Fun Times at Mankai Nature & Hybrid Reserve - Now with Cafe! [Sexy Animal Farm AKA That One Hybrid AU That I Will Not Shut Up About]

1: Mankai Nature Reserve || 2: Fleeting Youth (Hybrids Go Through Puberty Too)

summary:

Izumi Tachibana leaves home looking for a change and ends up with her hands full of… paws, hooves, claws, and talons! (insert various animal noises)

Mankai Nature Reserve used to be a home for many wild hybrids - beings that can shift between human and animal - but in recent years it’s fallen into disrepair. Will Izumi be able to restore this rundown nature reserve into a blooming habitat once more, and help domesticate the wild hybrids she encounters along the way?

… Doubtful. But she loves a project!

notes: in which Izumi reassesses her parenting style and a stain is left on the armchair

warnings for this chapter: swearing, mild hurt/comfort

Maybe, Izumi thinks to herself as she sips her mug of hot cocoa, this place isn't so bad. Granted, that sentiment is largely due to the tall, dark, and handsome stranger who introduced himself (when asked) as Tetsuro and very quickly had both Izumi and Iku relatively dried off and bundled up in some spare blankets

Despite being the silent type, he had a comforting air about him that put Izumi at ease.

The squirrel from before had actually helped make the cocoa, and it did lift Izumi's mood a bit to watch the little guy carry a bag of marshmallows nearly as tall as himself over to the counter and carefully place a few into her drink.

Now she sits on a well-worn couch by the cozy fireplace inside the cabin, nursing her cocoa. Iku has a blow dryer trained on him on the floor, set to warm him up as well. The chinchilla fluffs and grooms himself in front of it to help get the rest of the damp out of his fur.

The interior of the cabin has an open floor plan, with a reception desk by the door leading into a cozy sitting area and a small kitchen. All wooden floors and walls, dingy and dull from years of neglect.

Tetsuro, standing nearer to the kitchen, slides a small dish of birdseed into the cage, which he'd brought inside and set on the countertop. The bird, still throwing a tantrum, knocks it aside with an off-key squawk. The squirrel flinches away from the noise, scampering back onto Tetsuro's shoulder and peering around him warily.

"EAT MY ASS!" The bird cackles in the way only birds can, shaking out its feathers from the rain and spraying droplets all over.

Tetsuro doesn't seem discouraged, and merely sighs, covering the cage with a cloth.

The bird protests initially, until its profanities dwindle, eventually fading entirely as soft snores start to emanate from the covered cage.

Izumi finds this amusing. "He needs a time out, huh?"

Tetsuro tosses her a sidelong smile. "Mm."

The cabin door bursts open, and the scruffy man reappears, dripping wet, but notably no longer covered in mud or whimpering in defeat on the ground.

He adjusts his glasses, taking a moment to collect himself, and then beams broadly at Izumi. "I believe we may have gotten off on the wrong foot! Allow me to introduce myself-"

"Isuke." Tetsuro interrupts, then inclines his head towards the window, where rain is still pouring down.

"Ah, yes, yes, you go on ahead. I'll take care of our guests." The scruffy man replies, and Tetsuro takes his leave through the back door.

Izumi suddenly feels less cozy and more cautious. She subtly beckons Iku to come and sit on her lap, and he does so, burying himself in the crook of her arm.

Izumi closes her free hand around the carabiner in her pocket, just in case this guy tries anything funny. They may have been given shelter by these people, but that doesn't change the fact that they're strangers. She's listened to too many true crime podcasts to let down her guard completely.

The guy comes around and sits in the armchair opposite, ignoring the fact that he's still dripping wet. Izumi cringes internally at the sight of the darkening upholstery as the damp spot spreads around him, but decides not to say anything.

"Like I was saying, my name is Isuke Matsukawa, and I'm the manager of this beautiful nature reserve." Matsukawa states proudly. "I'm sure you must have lots of questions, and I'd be thrilled to answer all of them!"

Izumi looks around the cabin. She stares at him. "No, not really."

He reels back as though physically pushed. "You… you don't have any questions?"

"Well, it's pretty obvious that this place is falling apart." She sets her drink down on the low coffee table off to the side. "You said there was a 'grand reopening' or something? A hybrid cafe?"

Matsukawa nods fiercely and stands up, his eyes lighting up behind water flecked spectacles. "That's right!"

Izumi holds up a hand before he can continue, ignoring the way Iku's ears perk up. "Sorry, but we're not really interested. Thank you for the hospitality, but we need to get going."

Iku shifts back into a boy, his clothes and hair still a bit damp, and rolls off of Izumi's lap, turning to the scruffy man with that glimmer of hope. "I'm interested! You have a cafe?"

Izumi sighs. She'd been afraid this would happen. "Iku, we need to get back on the road."

"Iku, is it? Well, aren't you a cute one!" Matsukawa crouches down to the hybrid's level and adjusts his glasses proudly. "That's right, my boy! A soon-to-be certified hybrid cafe! The first one outside of the city."

Iku's bushy tail whips around excitedly, and he turns to Izumi, clasping his hands and pouting for all he's worth. "Please Izu! Please, please, please can we stay to see the cafe?"

Izumi chews her lip. She hates being the bad guy, but she knows she really should have a talk with Iku about his little escape earlier, which she would much rather not do in front of strangers. That kind of reckless behavior shouldn't be rewarded.

Plus, what kind of hybrids would work at a cafe run by this man? If the nudist bird from earlier is one of them, then she doesn't want Iku anywhere near the place.

Before she can buckle down, thunder rumbles loud enough to rattle her cocoa mug against the table, and Matsukawa speaks up.

"Well, you certainly can't go out on the road in a doozy of a storm like this! You should at least stay here until it's safe to drive." He claps his hands together. "Oh, we even have a guest bedroom upstairs you can use!"

"A guest bedroom?" Izumi asks, getting antsy to leave. What is this, an airbnb?

"Well, up until about eight years ago, it belonged to our director of operations here, Yukio Tachibana, but he-"

Izumi freezes. Yukio Tachibana? It can't be… She stands up suddenly, to both Iku's and the manager's surprise.

"You know what? You're right. It's not safe to travel in this weather." She takes Iku's hand and manages a smile in Matsukawa's direction. "Where's that guest bedroom?"

—

Izumi recognizes that she may look a bit silly, reprimanding a chinchilla. But it’s part of her responsibility as an owner and caretaker.

“What were you thinking?” She says, now that she and Iku have some privacy from disheveled managers and profane pigeons. “You know you can’t get wet like that, it’s dangerous!”

Iku stays put in his animal form, hunkering in on himself on the foot of the small bed.

Izumi huffs, and kneels on the ground, elbows resting on the bed to be at eye level with her small companion. “I know you want to make friends, but you can’t put your wants over your own safety.”

Iku lets out a small vocalization, turning away from her.

Is he sulking? That’s… unusual for him. She expected Iku to apologize and need some comfort, if anything. He’s always been a bit of a crybaby. “Look, bud. I was ready to tear this place to the ground looking for you. You really scared me.”

Nothing.

She reaches out to pet his back, and he whips around to nip at her fingers.

She yanks her hand away. Is he… angry?

Her surprise turns into mild irritation. Doesn’t he understand how serious things could have been if Tetsuro hadn’t found him? Maybe it’s something else. Has his diet changed at all? She let him have an extra peanut butter cracker after dinner last night, but nothing too out of the ordinary. He’s been getting enough sleep.

“Iku, talk to me. Come on.” She clicks her fingers together in a gesture which usually makes him snuggle into her hand. Now it only brings about more of the furry cold shoulder act.

Well, she’s tried lecturing, comforting, and talking things out.

“Alright. Seems like someone needs a time out.”

It’s these words that cause Iku to finally shift, hopping off the bed to stand at his full height of five foot three. His bushy tail shakes and lashes around behind him, ears pressed flat against his head as he stares up at Izumi, eyes red and watery, but filled with a fiery determination.

"I'm not a BABY anymore!" He shouts, his lower lip quivering, chin set. “I know it was dangerous, but I’m all ALONE! I need-” He chokes. His eyes squeeze shut as he sits on the words that were stamped so deeply in his heart, he must have pried them out with a crowbar.

Oh… Izumi’s throat constricts.

Chinchillas are social creatures. One of those hybrid types that you really should adopt in pairs or with others so they don’t feel isolated. She'd always thought that by sticking with Iku and being his constant companion… she would be enough to compensate for that.

But she realizes now that she might have only hurt Iku in trying to help him. And broken her own heart in the process. Because she recognizes that loneliness, that terrible feeling of not having anyone who understands you.

Izumi tries to take a tender hold of his shoulders, but he shrugs her off, reluctant to give up his newfound rebellion, even as he swipes away at his tears.

Izumi looks him in the eyes. Makes a conscious choice to do what her mother never could for her.

“I’m sorry.”

Iku’s chin quivers, and he breaks. Izumi holds his head against her as he collapses into her arms and blubbers his own apologies, but she shushes them. It’s her job to make this right, not his.

The truth is, Iku’s right. He’s not a baby anymore. He’ll be turning sixteen next month. She’ll have to do a bit of research on navigating a hybrid’s teenage years. What to expect, how to adapt. But most importantly, she’ll have to learn to let Iku take the lead.

It's less than an hour later, once Iku is tucked in, reassured that they can talk more in the morning, and snoring softly in the simple bed beside her - fresh linens provided by the manager to replace the old and dusty ones - that Izumi lets herself think about what Matsukawa said earlier that evening.

Director of operations. Yukio Tachibana.

What had her dad been doing here, in this place?

He hadn't been in her life since she was around five or six years old, and even then, her memories of him are fuzzy and infrequent. After that, he simply wasn't there.

Her mom used to tell her that he was "finding peace among nature". Her mom had always been a bit eccentric. Finding peace in nature sounded really cool when she was young - she had imagined her dad meditating beneath waterfalls, and learning how to move stuff with his mind - but she understood later that it meant he'd died.

Now she's not so sure. Eight years ago, she was sixteen. And Yukio had been… here? In this place, away from his family?

Did her mom know about this? Maybe her parents had a falling out and he ran off. There's no way to know for sure. Izumi can't exactly ask her techno-phobic mom now that they're so far from home. Not that she'd even want to, with the way she'd left things.

She carefully extricates herself from Iku, who had shifted back into a chinchilla in his sleep. He stirs slightly, squeaking at her absence, though his eyes remain closed.

"Just going pee, be right back, bud." She whispers, and this seems to be enough to let him drift fully back to sleep.

Once he's safely snoring again, she takes a moment to look around the room. Her father's old room.

Bed, desk, small wardrobe, window. The decor is sparse, and she gets the sense that function was prioritized over fashion, aside from a single piece of art on the wall above the desk.

She steps over for a closer look, the floorboards creaking a little beneath her feet. It's a cross stitch design. A nature scene. A male deer - what’s it called, a stag? - standing tall and proud atop a rock, sunlight glinting off the antlers. A river and forest of trees make up the backdrop.

Her mother does cross stitch. Did she make this? Would her father have kept it if they did have a falling out?

Too many questions. No sign of answers.

She sighs softly, examining the vertical drawers of the wooden desk. She expected them to be locked, and they are. Except the last one.

A small, leather-bound book. Dusty, like everything else in the room. Iku could practically take a bath in here.

She thumbs through the pages to find scratchy handwriting. A journal?

The light is dim, and she doesn't want to risk using her phone flashlight and waking up Iku. So she opts to tuck it in her jacket and look at it in the morning.

She sweeps her eyes around the rest of the room, searching for… she's not exactly sure what. A hint. A sign. A clue. Anything that might bring a bit of light to the dull and foggy memories she has of her father.

A small bookcase lines the wall. She hadn't noticed it before, since there were storage boxes in the way. She creeps around them to look at what sort of books fill the shelves.

A History of Mythical Beasts, Harmony & Nature - A Guide to Spirits, Encyclopedia of Hybrids and Humanoid Creatures of Unknown Origin.

Mythical beasts and spirits? So her dad was a whacko too, huh?

She snorts to herself. She would think the director of a nature reserve would be a little more grounded in reality. But she can't knock a man she barely knew for having hobbies.

Upon skimming further down the shelves, she finds some more useful books. Hybrid Care 101, The Household Guide to Hybrid Happiness, How to Train Your Hybrid… the list goes on.

She picks one out on Helping Hybrids Through Puberty, and calls it a night.

[a3shithole]

hello~ can i ask isuke matsukawa and reader (maybe kamekichi too) dorm sitting while everyone else is either on tour or holidays? please take care~

(you can add a bit spice if u want)

Matsukawa is so cute and has a lot of potential as a character, but there's not much content about him out there (๑•̀д•́๑)

So some Matsukawa appreciation it is! ᵕ꒳ᵕ

Hope you guys like it! Sorry I'm currently being slow at doing requests, but I'll catch up on it soon! Have a nice day! 🌻

Matsukawa x Reader (gender-neutral)

// mild NSFW, someone walk in a make-out session

351 words (ficlet)

「Matsukawa work too much for your liking. 」

"So... Everyone's gone?"

"Yep! They'll be back in a few days!"

You hummed in response while watching the messy-haired man sweeping the floor away. You know he's a hard-working man, despite people in the company lightheartedly jabs at his incompetence in doing his work sometimes. And you can tell he's been cleaning the dorm for hours before you arrived.

"Well, have you eaten lunch?" you asked. He hummed for a bit before replying, "I think I did? The Director always left me with curry before they went for a tour!"

Not impressed with his answer, you wrapped your arms around him, making him abruptly stop from his work, "How about you take some break hm? You must be tired cleaning this giant place alone."

"A-ah, umm... L-let me finish sweeping first!" he stuttered, "Sakyo-san would kick my ass if the dorm is not clean."

"Well lucky for us that Sakyo's not here, right?" you purred, circling your hand on his torso, "C'mon, you need to relax sometimes Isuke~ You've been working a lot today."

He gulped and shuddered from your touch. To hell with work, he does need some break. Plus, he's not getting paid enough to maintain the dorm while everyone's gone. He gave in and let himself kiss you, which you happily reciprocate.

You let yourself sit on top of the dining table, and pull him in for another kiss. Matsukawa's hand snakes its way around your waist, broom long abandoned from his hand, caressing your curve. His kiss sloppy and needy, which you don't mind at all. Both of you exchanging heavy breathing.

"Isuke! Where's my food?" you both stop immediately from whatever actions are in play between you two, only to see a familiar pink-feathered friend of his.

"O-oh! Ka-Kamekichi! Is it dinner time already?" he asked groggily, "Yeh! Now come feed me and you can continue making out. I won't tell the rest if you give me extra rice for three days."

You burst out laughing seeing your boyfriend being blackmailed by a bird. At least you can be sure no one will hear about this.

[rainbowpacifiers]

Fushimi Omi R (Fantasic Fairy Tale): A Cat’s Suggestion - Part 1

"This applies to cats in fairy tales as well, but real cats are seriously clever too. That's what I think when I listen to Misumi's conversations with cats."

Part 2

Sakyo: Take care of a cat? Omi: Yes. A senpai who took care of me during my time in university asked me to look after it for 3 days from tomorrow onwards. Omi: It's a short period, so would it be alright if I brought it to the dorms? Izumi: Yeah, it shouldn't be a problem. Sakyo: Right. If they prepare everything that you'll need, it should be alright. Manager: I'm fine with it too! Rather than a bird, a cat seems like it would be more popular as the troupe's mascot animal. Kamekichi: What are you saying? I'm way more popular! Omi: So you were here, Kamekichi. Kamekichi: I could hear Isuke badmouthing me! Manager: Cats are well-liked, so it's definitely cats before birds! Kamekichi: What the hell! Omi: Hahah, both birds and cats have their merits, so I think either could become a favourite. Kamekichi: Omi....! You're so nice!

Omi: I'm back. Muku: Welcome home, Omi-san! Taichi: Welcome back! Omi-kun, what about the cat!? Omi: Ah, I brought it. Here. Izumi: It's sitting quietly in its cage. Omi: According to my senpai, it's a pretty clever cat. Omi: The name is Boots, and he's apparently male. Muku: Hello, Boots-kun! Taichi: Nice to meet ya, Boots! Boots: Meow. Taichi: He replied! He really is clever! Omi: Seems like it. Here, you can come out. Boots: Meow~... Muku: There's no need to be so wary. Taichi: Oh! It looks like Boots has shoes on his paws! Omi: So that's why his name is Boots. Muku: Like the Puss in Boots from the fairy tale! How cute. Omi: Haha, that way of thinking is very like you, Muku. Kamekichi: Oh, so that's the newbie?! Taichi: His name's Boots! Izumi: Kamekichi, do get along with Boots, alright? Kamekichi: Hmph, that depends on his attitude! I'm going to show him that I'm more popular! Izumi: (He's bothered by what the manager said yesterday...) Boots: ...... Taichi: Ah, he's walking around! Muku: You're right. It looks like he's become a little comfortable. Omi: I was worried over what would happen with the change of environment, but it seems like it'll be okay.

Taichi: Boots, mornin'! Omi: Morning, Boots. Did you sleep well? Boots: ...... Taichi: Huh, he's not replying today. Is he not feeling well...? Omi: Who knows... For now, let's prepare his breakfast.

Omi: I'm going to prepare it, so please look after Boots for me. Taichi: Got it!

Omi: So this is the cat food for his breakfast... Taichi: Ah! Boots, this isn't for you to...! Omi: Hm?

Omi: Breakfast is ready. Did something happen--oh. Taichi: I tried to stop him, but he just wouldn't stop scattering the tissues...! Omi: The table is covered in tissues... Taichi: If Sakyo-nii finds out, he's gonna be mad! Omi: Come on Boots, this isn't some plaything. Here, get down. ...and hop. Taichi: Aah! This time, the shelf...! The picture frames fell over! Omi: You can't do that, Boots. Look, your food is over here. Misumi: Morning~! Muku: Good morning! Misumi: Wow, it's a cat~! Boots: Meow. Muku: Oh! Boots-kun, you can't jump on the sofa...! Taichi: Don’t tell me he’s sharpening his claws! Those types are absolutely hopeless! Taichi: I will definitely prevent that! I'm going to catch Boots...there! Boots: Meow!? Omi: Taichi!? Misumi: Aah, the cat got away~. Taichi: Ugh huuh, I hit my face... Muku: A, are you alright!? Taichi: I'm okay...

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Part 2

[riveliciousx]

isuke--inukai replied to your post: Kurt’s face like “�� here we go”

Kurt is like “here we go with this bs im tryna speak about my child”

Word! “All I wanted was to present my child’s match”

[ask-anr-cast]

Isuke and Haruki would you two like to have kids

“What do you think, Isuke-sama? Would having kids be a good idea? I would like that, I’m good with children.”

“Pff, as if Isuke would burden herself with brats! I’m already stuck with your siblings, and a womanchild such as you.”

[ri-translates]

Translation: Itaru Chigasaki [Schoolhouse at Dusk] - Heart-Throbbing! Kasugamine Academy Part 3

Izumi’s heart-throbbing story comes to a close as Itaru pitches an idea to Sakyo.

NOTE: Part of this backstage story does take place in the play of the “I Come with the Night” event. While it isn’t a spoiler for the event itself, please be aware that it does feature the characters and vaguely follows the story of the play.

Part 1 || Part 2

Izumi: Haa, haa…. Umm, I turn right here, then ring the doorbell up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right twice… [1] Hm, the command….?

When I messaged the LIME ID written on the card, I got a reply back from Tadano-kun saying, “Teacher, help me….!”

He sent a message with an address and a map simultaneously, so I quickly headed in the direction of that location.

Izumi: (I don’t know if something happened, but it seems like an emergency.... I have to hurry!)

I thought I should’ve messaged Futami-sensei, who’s responsible for Tadano-kun’s class, but it’s in the late evening, and in the first place, I don’t even know Futami-sensei’s contact info.

Not being able to get in touch with him his vexing, and in a panic I rushed to the location without a second thought.

Izumi: (If I remember correctly, Shinbashi-kun is a part of Futami-sensei’s class, right? I’ll try asking him if he has Futami-sensei’s contact information later. I have to get in touch with him.) Haa...Haa...I-Is this the place? (It seems like it matches what’s on the map, no doubt about it. Even so, is it really this building? It seems kind of hard to enter….) (I’m a little scared, but….because Tadano-kun wanted me to rescue him, I must go.)

…..Okay.

Shigeto: Oi.

Izumi: Kyaa!?

Shigeto: ……

Izumi: Oww…. W-What is it? (Who is this person? He suddenly grabbed my arm, and on top of that, it’s like he’s glaring at me…)

Shigeto: *sighs*…. Even though I went through all that trouble saving you in the afternoon, to think after all that it’d end up like this….

Izumi: Eh…..? (Saved me in the afternoon? But that was…No way, that’s not possible.) No, I believe this is the first time we’ve met….?

Shigeto: *sighs*…. Well, that reaction is a given.

Izumi: Eh…..? W-Wait a second…!?

(Isn't his face suddenly inching closer!? He’s got a solid grip on my arm, I can’t move my body!)

Shigeto: I won’t wait.

Izumi: (“I won’t wait,” he says! He’s within breathing distance...!) [2]

Shigeto: You still don’t know even after looking at my face this closely? I am….

Shinbashi: Izumi-chan!?

Izumi: Sh-Shinbashi-kun!?

Shinbashi: Let go of her!

Shigeto: ……

Izumi: Why are you here, Shinbashi-kun…..?

Shinbashi: I happened to see Tadano- at the station, and I thought it was strange at this hour so I quickly chased after him, but I lost sight of him midway through. When I took a good look around, I went searching in this area because this isn’t a place high schoolers come to at all.

And then, I saw you get involved with this guy, Izumi-chan.

Shigeto: ….I’m not involved in particular.

Izumi: Oh yeah, I also got a message from Tadano-kun on LIME….

Kondo: !! Eh, why are you…..

Tadano: ……

Izumi: Tadano-kun and Kondo-sensei!? Eh, why are the two of you together?

Tadano: Izumi-sensei, help me!

Kondo: Hold it, oi! Tadano!

Izumi: Ehhhーーー!!

(What does he mean by, “help him?” What kind of relationship does Tadano-kun have with Kondo-sensei….?) 

Based on the situation where she doesn’t know what’s going on, the first thing Izumi says is….

Options: A: Just who exactly are you, Shigeto?

B: Shinbashi-kun, what should we do in this situation?

C: Kondo-sensei, what kind of relationship do you have with Tadano-kun?

D: I’ll save you right away, Tadano-kun!

Itaru: ...So with that kind of feel, what do you think about trying to make and sell a romance game paralleling the play this time?

Manager: It’s a great ideaーー

Sakyo: Rejected.

Tsuzuru: This totally feels total déjà vu.

Itaru: Ehh, but I think we should sell something a little different once in a while though~

Tsuzuru: I’ve never heard of a theatre company that sells homemade romance games for profit! Speaking of which, mind telling me what kind of content occurs in each route after the branching point?

Itaru: In Kondo’s route, the heroine’s talent for sports suddenly blooms, and they aim for the three-legged race in the Olympics! In the true end, they get the gold medal.

Tsuzuru: Well, Kondo’s character setting is a married man.

Itaru: In Tadano’s route, the heroine is invited to an illegal gambling house where she awakens her talent for gambling, making a killing as a female gambler! Cha-ching!

Tsuzuru: Isn’t this completely deviating from the romance?

Itaru: …...I guess, to each their own. Of course, there’s not just happy endings but bad endings as well. We’ll need a walkthrough for that.

Masumi: And if you pick my route, the director and I will be husband and wife in the ETERNAL HAPPY END…..

Tsuzuru: I can’t even make a comeback for that!

Sakyo: *sighs*.....

Chikage: What if you make it yourself, Chigasaki? Why not demonstrate your true ability as a gamer, huh.

Izumi: An Olympic athlete and a gambler….

Sakuya: Romance games are amazing!

Manager: Why does curry bread pop up every now and then?

Izumi: But that’s what I’m really excited about.

Chikage: You thought even the director would agree to it if you messily tossed in mentions of curry, huh. 

Sakyo: *sighs*.....He’s not necessarily wrong about that, though.

Tsuzuru: What a schemer…..

Itaru: I wonder who you’re talking about?

Citron: A frightening romance game! [3]

Manager: But it’d be fascinating if we actually make it happen! Please let me handle the BGM!

Itaru: Right? I thought it’d be a good experience for Tsuzuru to try writing a full-scale scenario for a game.  Game scenarios have various peculiarities with choices and branching points.

Tsuzuru: No, thanks. Spare me.

Itaru: But you said you’d write a game scenario for me someday where I’m the protagonist with my own harem. You’re just gonna have to get used to writing this kind of stuff while you can. [4]

Tsuzuru: Of course it’s related to that!

Itaru: ….Can’t you?

Tsuzuru: Even if you make that face, “no” is no!

Itaru: Ehh.

Sakuya: Itaru-san’s passion for games is really amazing, isn’t it!

Citron: Itaru's held strong, too. [5]

Tsuzuru: I think he means, “headstrong.” [5]

Masumi: …..I also want a romance game with you. I’ll make it myself and have Tsuzuru write a happy ending for me and the director.

Izumi: Ehh!? Hold up, Masumi-kun!

Citron: Ooh! In that case, I’ll have Tsuzuru write a lovey-dovey princess game about me and the director….

Sakyo: All of you, every single one of you, utterly rejected!

TL notes and comments:

[1] ↑↑↓↓→←→←

[2] Izumi says 息がかかりそうな距離なんですけどっ....！and I’m gonna be honest, I’m not sure how to translate this but I think this is what it means. 息がかかる can mean “having someone’s backing/having someone’s personal support” but I think it can also mean “breathing.” Throw in 距離 or distance, and the fact that Shigeto is in the MC’s face, I’m gonna assume he’s so close to her, he’s basically within breathing distance.

[3]  Citron says おそろしい, meaning frightening or terrifying, which might be wordplay on 面白い, since Isuke’s mentions that the game would be 面白い, interesting or fascinating, if they make it.

[4] This whole sentence is a disaster. 綴はいつか俺が主人公のハーレムゲームシナリオ書くんだからさ、こういうノリの執筆にも今のうちに慣れておかないと. BUT BASICALLY that’s the gist of it. Itaru is reminding Tsuzuru that he promised he’d write make Itaru a protag with harem so writing Heart-Throbbing! Kasugamine the romance game is a good opportunity to get accustomed to writing romance games like this professionally. He should do it while he still can.

[5] Gotta love Citron and his Japanese (i feel). He says  渋滞 (traffic jam) which I decided to translate as “held up” then mangled it further to “held strong” because it sounds similar to “headstrong,” which is what Tsuzuru says (しぶとい).

Huge shoutout to my amazing friend Medu @hanevma​ for providing me with the story!! 💕💕💕 Itaru day is still on going so I’m hoping I can get one or two more translations up before it ends in the west. Stan a man who plays all kinds of games, even otome games LOL

As always, thanks for reading! If you spot any mistakes or translations errors please don’t hesitate to let me know! I am not a professional translator or localization pro so take this translation with a grain of salt.

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[kamekich-tea]

Not tea but... how are you typing/replying this without fingers? Is Matsukawa helping you?

I'll have you know I am the fastest typing cockatoo around!! Sure, Isuke taught me how when I was just a little birdy, but now I can write novels all on my own!

Yours feathered faithfully,

- Kamekichi 🐦

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[glowinggunmetal]

Look into my eyes. ♥

| Hope | Love | Passion | Hate | Resentment | Envy | Indifference | Confidence | Insecurity | Greed | Desire | Optimism | Spite | Hostility | Kindness | Warmth | Intelligence | Experience | Trauma | Aggression | Gentleness |  Arrogance | Pride | Lust | Cruelty | You’re soft | You’re trusting | You seem honest | You’re humble | You’re cold | You’re closed off | You’re reserved and guarded | You’re unfeeling | You’re remorseless | You’re heartless | You’re inhuman | You’re frightening | You’re frightened | You’re devious | You’re unpredictable | You’re struggling | You’re lost | You’re broken | You’re disheartened | You seem headstrong | You seem difficult | You’re stubborn | I see hope | I see purpose | I see absolute conviction | I see compassion | I see a shining light | I see shattered remains | I see something familiar | I see a friend | I see an enemy | I see a lover | I see thirst for blood | I see malicious intent | I see pity | You’re pitiful | I see darkness | You’re unwavering | You’re pure | You’re noble |

[hirako5hinji]

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@mysteriousshopkeeper

A degree in obstetrics? “Well,~” he replied with a modest smile and a lilt in his tone, “I suppose it depends on who’s asking.”  He could, he was certain, furnish the papers to satisfy any Human clinic or hospital, should the need arise. "My knowledge of physiology is indeed thorough enough – though I must admit, I have received some – ah – negative feedback about my bedside manner.” Imagining shepherding certain of the Visoreds through the stages of maternal gestation left him with some trepidation. But as for the end result – if three bona fide  children – who had by all accounts been the product of genuine marital bliss – could be counted as success, he had, in fact, proven himself as something of an expert in the field of hybrid breeding. With Ichigo, he’d hit the genetic jackpot.

“First of all, for two souls to create life at all requires a reiryoku of lieutenant class or higher. So – being Visoreds – it is certainly possible for your friends. Second, the offspring would resemble their parents. I could assure you that your friends would have an excellent chance of passing on their Hollows to their first-born… though it could be a latent attribute that doesn’t express itself until the teenage years. Might be difficult to distinguish from puberty.” He paused, scratching his chin thoughtfully. “Also, that – ah – recessive trait might not show up in subsequent children, if the Kurosakis are any indication. But–” He placed a hand on Shinji’s shoulder and gave him a warm, knowing smile and a conspiratorial wink. “If you happen to find yourself in a family way, Hirako-san, may I suggest that Tessai would make an excellent midwife.” He paused, wiggling his brows suggestively.

“Are congratulations in order…?”

          The appalled expression that crossed Shinji’s face at Kisuke’s leading question was beyond comical. 

               “ Thanks for yer enthusiastic...er, wishes, but does it look like I wanna be a dad anytime soon? Also. I’m not the one who went around adoptin’ kids for free labor in their 'lil black shop, right. ” 

          Kisuke’s explanation was not entirely reassuring, unfortunately. It had always been a question at the forefront of their minds - whether if this hollow taint would spread to their progeny, should any one of them desire to create a family in the future. This was as much as confirmation of their worst fears. Perhaps the hollow could be contained and managed - they knew that, and look at how well Ichigo was doing - but with the traumatic experiences and suffering they all had gone though as a result of this unwanted, parasitic condition, none of them were keen on the idea of passing it to the next generation. 

          Shinji was unusually somber as he gazed at his scientist friend, dodgy and shifty as the other man could be, sometimes. Okay, most times.  

               “ Kisuke...is there any way to block the Hollow taint from bein’ passed on? Or failin’ that, ‘ta destroy it before it takes root in the child? ”