A bizarre and dramatic novel, idk. Part 1

"You're a lower ranking member of a yakuza gang and you've just been informed that the boss wants to speak with you. You have no idea why she's called for you, however once you enter her office, you smell alcohol and find her completely intoxicated and splayed out nude on the ground with nothing but a white sheet and her discarded clothes between her and the floor She gives you a wide, drunken smile." "Ah, you're finally here, AdripSire._🇬🇹🇬🇹... Come, lie down with me."

"Koemi's grin only grows wider, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and intoxication as she gazes up at Pocchi." Ah, come now, Pocchi-chan... "she slurs slightly" You're so uptight all the time. Can't you just relax for once? "she tugs at the sheet, attempting to sit up, but ends up flopping back onto the floor with a giggle" Oh, who cares about being proper? I'm the boss, and I can do what I want. "she points a drunken finger at Pocchi" And right now, I want to have some company. "her eyes sparkle with mischief" Won't you join me? "she pauses, looking up at him with an expectant gaze, her tongue darting out to lick her lips"

"Koemi's giggles grow louder as Pocchi helps her up, her arms wrapping around his neck as she nestles into the crook of his elbow." Ooh, good boy, Pocchi-chan... "she nuzzles his cheek, her breath hot against his skin" You're always so strong and gentle with me... "she wobbles unsteadily, but Pocchi carefully supports her, his touch firm but tender" Mmmm... "she closes her eyes, her head tilting back as she leans against him" Ah, I think I need a little nap... "her words slur together, her body swaying against his" "She tries to snuggle closer, but Koemi's not done yet" Oh, wait... "she suddenly sits up, her eyes sparkling with mischief once more" I almost forgot! *"Koemi's hand shoots out, her fingers closing around Pocchi's wrist as she gives it a gentle tug." Come here, Pocchi-chan... "she tugs him closer, her eyes sparkling with a sly glint" I need you to do something for me... "her voice drops to a whisper, her words husky and seductive" "She gazes up at him with an inviting smile, her pupils dilated from the alcohol"

"Koemi pouts playfully, her lower lip jutting out in a mock expression of disappointment." But Pocchi-chan, it's cute when I call you that! "she protests with a giggle, her fingers tracing absent-minded patterns on his wrist" "She then leans in closer, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers her request." I need you to stay here with me... "she murmurs softly, her voice laced with desire" Keep me warm... "her fingers trail down his arm, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake" Just until I fall asleep... "she adds, her eyes fluttering closed as if to emphasize her exhaustion" Will you do that for me, Pocchi-chan? "she asks, her voice a mixture of vulnerability and longing"

"Koemi's eyes flutter open, her gaze locking onto Pocchi's as he gently takes her hand and moves away, creating some distance between them. She watches him with a mixture of amusement and admiration as he bows respectfully, his demeanor ever loyal and dutiful." Mmm, such a good boy, Pocchi-chan... "she murmurs appreciatively, a lazy smile spreading across her lips." Thank you... "she whispers softly as he offers her the blankets, accepting them with a graceful nod." You always take such good care of me... "she adds, her tone tinged with genuine affection." "Koemi then settles back against the pillows, pulling the blankets snugly around herself as she closes her eyes, a contented sigh escaping her lips." Goodnight, Pocchi-chan... "she whispers, her voice barely above awhisper, before drifting off into a peaceful slumber."

"Koemi's peaceful slumber continues, oblivious to Pocchi's inner turmoil and resentment. As he takes the photo, capturing the moment for his own assurance, a faint smile lingers on her lips, a stark contrast to the darkness in Pocchi's heart. She remains undisturbed by his vigil, lost in dreams untainted by the harsh reality of their world." "The night stretches on, with Pocchi keeping his silent watch over her, the weight of his burdens heavy upon his shoulders."

"As Koemi's eyes flutter open, she finds herself greeted by the sight of Pocchi sitting nearby, his serious expression a stark contrast to her own disoriented state. Sensing her confusion, he remains stoic, his presence a constant reminder of the events of the previous night." "Koemi's mind slowly pieces together fragments of memory, trying to make sense of the foggy recollections. Her gaze flickers to Pocchi, and although she sees him more as a loyal companion than an equal, a flicker of curiosity dances in her eyes." "Pocchi-chan... What are you doing here?" "she asks, her voice tinged with a hint of childish curiosity, her capricious nature beginning to assert itself once more."

"Koemi's eyes narrow slightly as she takes in Pocchi's tired demeanor and the explanation he offers. She glances at the photo on his phone, scrutinizing it briefly before nodding in acknowledgment." "Hmm, I see..." "she murmurs, her tone betraying little emotion as she processes the information." "You did well to watch over me, Pocchi-chan." "Despite her cold demeanor, a glimmer of appreciation shines through, though she quickly masks it behind her usual facade of indifference." "Now, leave me. I have matters to attend to." "Her dismissal is firm, her expectations clear as she gestures for him to depart."

"Koemi watches Pocchi leave with a fleeting glance, her mind already shifting gears to the tasks that lay ahead. As she rises from the bed, a dull ache pulses in her head, a reminder of the excesses of the previous night. She mutters to herself, a mixture of determination and annoyance evident in her voice." "Time to get back to business..." "With a decisive stride, she sets off to face the challenges of the day, her thoughts already consumed by the demands of her role as the yakuza boss."

<Koemi's day progresses with the usual chaos and demands of running a yakuza organization. As the evening settles in, she finds a rare moment of respite in her private quarters, savoring the silence that envelops her. Just then, a soft knock on the door interrupts her solitude. With a hint of irritation, she calls out,> "Come in."

"The door creaks open, revealing Pocchi standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable. Koemi's gaze flickers over him, noting the weariness etched into his features."

"You again," "she remarks, her tone laced with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance." "What brings you here, Pocchi?"

"Koemi's expression softens at the mention of her father, Kishiro, the original boss of the yakuza. Instantly, she straightens up, the weariness of the day momentarily forgotten as she rushes to greet him. Pocchi watches her go, a mix of fondness and pride flickering in his eyes."

"As Koemi reaches her father, she embraces him tightly, her demeanor shifting from the hardened yakuza boss to that of a devoted daughter. Their reunion is filled with whispered words and shared moments, a rare glimpse into the softer side of Koemi's usually stoic exterior."

"Pocchi observes from a distance, a silent guardian standing watch over the bonds that tie the yakuza family together."

"Koemi lounges comfortably on the plush sofa in the opulent living room of the mansion, her father, Kishiro, seated across from her in a regal armchair. As they converse, Koemi regales him with tales of her accomplishments during his absence, her voice animated with pride."

"I've expanded our territory in the south, Father," "she says, her eyes sparkling with determination." "The rival gangs are finally starting to recognize our dominance."

"Kishiro nods approvingly, his expression reflecting a mixture of pride and satisfaction." "Well done, Koemi. You've proven yourself to be a worthy successor."

"He leans forward, his gaze penetrating as he studies her." "But remember, leadership requires more than just strength. You must also cultivate alliances and maintain order within our ranks."

"Koemi listens intently, absorbing her father's wisdom and nodding in agreement." "Yes, Father, I understand. Rest assured, I won't let you down."

"Kishiro nods once more before leaning back into his chair, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips." "Good. And now that I'm back, it's time for me to resume my role as boss."

"Koemi's expression flickers with a hint of disappointment at the reminder of her father's return to power, but she quickly masks it with a grin." "Of course, Father. I look forward to serving under your leadership once again."

"Kishiro stands in the courtyard of the mansion, his authoritative presence accentuated by the entourage of bodyguards and staff members in attendance. He addresses them with a commanding tone, his words carrying weight as he introduces the young boy standing beside him."

"This is a special day for our family," "Kishiro begins, his eyes scanning the gathering before settling on the boy." "I present to you this boy, nameless and without a place to call home. From now on, he will be under my care, tasked with protecting and guiding my daughter, Koemi, through her journey into leadership."

"The boy, Pocchi, stands nervously next to Kishiro, his young face a mix of confusion and apprehension as he surveys the unfamiliar faces surrounding him. His clothes are worn and tattered, a stark contrast to the opulence ofthe mansion."

"Kishiro continues," "He may be young, but he is strong and capable. With the right training and guidance, he will become a valuable asset to our family. Treat him with respect and give him your loyalty, as you would any other member of our organization."

"Pocchi's eyes widen at the mention of training and guidance, unsure of what exactly that entails. But he nods obediently, understanding the weight of Kishiro's words."

"Koemi, who is just a child at this point, skips over to Pocchi with a grin on her face." "Little Koemi: What is your name?" "The girl speaks Japanese, the boy does not fully understand her because he does not speak this language"

"Koemi's innocent curiosity compels her to approach the unfamiliar boy, her small fingers reaching out to touch his face inquisitively. She notices his different features and realizes that he is not like the others around her."

"Pocchi stands still as she touches his face, feeling her fingers trace over his skin. He remains expressionless, unsure of how to react to her attention. Even at such a young age, he senses the distinction between their social positions, yet there is a flicker of longing in his eyes."

"Koemi tilts her head, studying him with keen interest, unaware of the implications of their difference in status. It's a moment frozen in time, where two young souls from vastly different worlds meet, marking the beginning of an unspoken bond that will shape their intertwined destinies."

"Koemi watches with fascination as Kishiro interacts with Pocchi, but she quickly becomes irritated when she realizes that she doesn't understand their conversation. She turns to her father, the Oyabun, and demands an explanation."

"Father, what are they saying? Why can't I understand them?" "Koemi's voice is laced with frustration and impatience, her gaze intense as she waits for a response. The Oyabun sighs heavily, knowing that it will be difficult to explain the language barrier to his young daughter."

"Koemi, dear, they are speaking in a different language. You know how you speak Japanese here in our home, right? But there are other languages in the world, just like how there are different foods and different cultures." "The Oyabun tries to convey the concept of language differences to Koemi, hoping she will understand. Meanwhile, Pocchi stands quietly, feeling the girl's lingering touch but remaining passive, knowing that he is bound by circumstances beyond his control."

"Kishiro looks at Koemi with a mix of concern and tenderness as he prepares to explain the new role Pocchi will have in her life. He sees the curiosity and determination in her eyes, recognizing the fiery spirit that will one day drive her to lead their yakuza organization."

Kishiro:"Koemi, my dear, from now on, this boy will be by your side as your protector, adviser, and right-hand man. His name will be whatever you choose. Think carefully," "Kishiro advises, hoping to instill a sense of responsibility in his young daughter."

"Koemi's eyes light up with excitement at the prospect of choosing a name for the boy. After pondering for a moment, she proclaims" Little Koemi: "Pocchi! I want to call him Pocchi," "her voice filled with determination. Kishiro nods. Koemi's face lights up with excitement as she declares her choice,"

"Koemi, in her youth, looks at Pocchi with a cheeky glint in her eyes, as she towers over him, exuding an air of authority and playfulness. She smiles warmly, her eyes sparkling with excitement."

Little Koemi: "Pocchi, from now on, we're going to be together all the time. You'll protect me and keep me company, okay? And when I grow up, you'll still be by my side, right?"

"Her voice is filled with innocent trust as she gazes at Pocchi, eager for his response and already embracing him as her loyal companion and confidant."

"In the quiet room, a young Koemi approaches Pocchi with wide, innocent eyes and a hint of mischief in her smile. She looks up at him with an endearing innocence, whispering in a soft, sweet voice."

Little Koemi: "Pocchi, let's play together! You can be the big protector, and I'll be the bossy leader. We'll have so much fun together, won't we?"

"She reaches out to grab his hand, her gaze full of trust and anticipation, seeking companionship and protection from her trusted friend and protector."

"In the room, little Koemi takes charge with playful assertiveness, her eyes alight with childish excitement as she directs Pocchi in their play. She tugs at his hand, pulling him gently into her room and gestures to her toys, eagerly showing them off to her new companion."

Little Koemi: "Let's play together, Pocchi! You can be my toy soldier! I'll give you orders, and you have to follow, okay?"

"With a mischievous glint in her eye, she takes control, already reveling in her newfound sense of power and authority, treating Pocchi as both an inferior and a beloved playmate, not fully aware of the impact of her actions."

"As Kishiro departs, little Koemi and Pocchi continue their playtime, oblivious to the underlying motivations behind their activities. Koemi giggles and plays with abandon, her dark hair bouncing with each movement as she orders Pocchi around with growing intensity."

Little Koemi: "Pocchi, you're such a good boy! Now, pretend I'm your enemy, and you have to protect me!"

"Her voice is playful, but there's an undertone of dominance and control as she brandishes a toy sword, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Pocchi, still detached from reality, nods and responds, but his gaze remains distant, as if lost in thought."

"Koemi, now ten years old and already displaying signs of cruelty, brushes off Pocchi's greeting with an air of indifference. She barely spares him a glance as she thrusts her backpack towards him, expecting him to carry it for her without question. Pocchi nods silently, taking the burden from her and following her lead as they approach the driver's car."

"Despite her callous demeanor, Koemi can sense Pocchi's strength and skill lurking beneath the surface. A faint glimmer of admiration flickers in her eyes as she regards him, although she quickly suppresses it, not wanting to reveal any weakness."

Koemi (in a cold, dismissive tone): "Just keep up, Pocchi. We have things to do today, and I won't tolerate any delays or mistakes from you."

"She opens thecar door and climbs in, making herself comfortable while ignoring Pocchi's presence. She seems to radiate a sense of entitlement, as if the world owes her everything and she expects everyone to cater to her every whim."

"Koemi's stomach growls, breaking the silence between her and Pocchi. She speaks up, her tone slightly softer this time as she makes a request."

Koemi (in a milder tone): "Hey Pocchi, do you happen to have any snacks with you? I'm feeling pretty hungry, and I wouldn't mind having a cookie or something."

"Although her voice is more gentle, her eyes betray an undercurrent of impatience and entitlement, as if she expects Pocchi to immediately fulfill her desires without question."

"Pocchi reaches into his jacket and pulls out a toriyaki cookie, handing it to Koemi. She eagerly takes the cookie and munches on it greedily, like a spoiled child who's used to getting what she wants."

Koemi (with a mouth full of cookie): "Mmm... this is good, Pocchi. Thanks for bringing it. You should have one too."

"She holds out the cookie towards him as if expecting him to take it, although her gaze wanders away from him distractedly, as if she's already lost interest in the conversation."

"Koemi watches Pocchi decline her offer, and she can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance mixed with a hint of admiration for his discipline. She observes him closely, taking in every nuance of his expression."

Koemi (in an almost teasing tone): "Oh, Pocchi... always so disciplined. But I'll remember this gesture, you know. You might regret turning down my kindness later."

"She smirks mischievously, knowing that Pocchi is acutely aware of the delicate power dynamics between them."

"In the heat of the moment, Pocchi bursts into the room like a young soldier on high alert. However, his mission takes an unexpected turn when he discovers Koemi dealing with an entirely different kind of emergency - her first menstruation. Despite being caught off guard, Koemi tries to maintain her composure."

Koemi: "She blushes and looks slightly embarrassed." "Pocchi, I... um... I need your help... could you...?"

"She trails off, leaving the request open-ended, hoping Pocchi would understand without her having to spell it out."

"Koemi watches in horror as Pocchi unloads his magazine of bullets, causing her to scream frantically for him to stop. It's only after she manages to calm him down that she explains what's happening."

Koemi (frustrated): "Pocchi... you imbecile! This isn't an attack, it's my period! You need to put away that gun before you hurt someone."

"She looks exasperated and a little bit angry at first, but then her expression softens as she realizes that Pocchi had never been educated about this kind of thing before."

Koemi: "It's okay, Pocchi... I'll explain everything to you."

"Koemi is relieved when Pocchi agrees to help her and carry her to the infirmary. However, she's shocked when Pocchi begins to scream for help at the top of his lungs, drawing unwanted attention to their situation. To make matters worse, Pocchi starts punching himself in the face to keep others from getting too worried or upset."

Koemi (angrily whispering): "Pocchi, what the hell are you doing?! Keep it down, we don't want everyone in the house knowing about this! And stop hitting yourself, you'll only make it worse!"

"Despite Koemi's agitation, she can see that Pocchi is genuinely trying to help and protect her. She takes a deep breath and tries to stay calm."

"As Koemi is taken care of by the nurse, Pocchi waits anxiously outside the room. He's clearly very worried about his mistress's health and wellbeing, feeling responsible for her safety. After a while, Yuriko comes out to sit next to Pocchi and reassure him."

Yuriko: "Don't worry, Pocchi... Miss Koemi will be okay. It's just her period, which is normal for women. It can be a bit scary the first time it happens, but she'll get used to it."

"Yuriko speaks calmly and kindly to Pocchi, hoping to alleviate some of his anxiety and stress. She can see that he cares deeply for Koemi, and she admires his loyalty and protectiveness towards her."

"Yuriko nods understandingly as she listens to Pocchi's question, then begins to explain menstruation to him in detail. She takes her time to ensure that Pocchi understands what it is and how it affects women's bodies."

Once she has finished, Pocchi expresses his honest fear of the female body, causing Yuriko to chuckle quietly.

Yuriko: "Yes, I suppose we can be a bit scary sometimes... but we're not all that bad. Miss Koemi is lucky to have such a loyal and caring person like you looking out for her."

"Yuriko pats Pocchi reassuringly on the back before standing up to go check on Koemi once again."

"Yuriko stifles a laugh at Pocchi's question, finding it both amusing and endearing. However, she knows that it's important to reassure him and alleviate any fears he might have."

Yuriko: "Don't worry, Pocchi... Men don't have periods, so your butt won't bleed. You'll be just fine."

"With a smile and a nod, Yuriko reassures Pocchi before leaving the room again to check on Koemi."

"Pocchi winces in pain as Koemi delivers a kick to his groin, leaving him doubled over and gasping for air. He looks up at her with hurt and confusion in his eyes, not understanding what he did wrong."

Koemi: "What were you thinking, Pocchi? You should have known better than to leave me alone during my time of the month! Do you want me to bleed out and die?"

"Despite her rough scolding, Koemi does feel a sense of gratitude towards Pocchi for being so concerned about her wellbeing. But she's also frustrated with him for not knowing how to properly care for her during this time."

"Yuriko quickly rushes to Pocchi's side, placing a hand on his back to help him steady himself and recover from the blow. She shoots Koemi a stern look, silently scolding her for being so rough with her loyal underling."

Yuriko: "Miss Koemi, please have mercy. Pocchi is only trying to take care of you. Perhaps we can find a way to better educate him on how to handle your needs during this time."

"As she speaks, Yuriko helps Pocchi to his feet, offering him a hand and some water to drink in order to calm him down."

"Yuriko can't help but smile at Pocchi's comment, finding his innocence and naivety endearing. She places a hand on his shoulder in a reassuring gesture."

Yuriko: "Don't worry, Pocchi. Women may seem scary sometimes, but we also have our softer sides. And besides, you're doing a great job taking care of Miss Koemi. Just keep trying your best, okay?"

"With another pat on the back, Yuriko leaves to attend to her duties, leaving Pocchi to ponder her words and try to make sense of the complexities of women."

"Koemi walks towards Pocchi, towering over him with her height and muscular physique. She looks down at him with a stern expression, already taking on the persona of a boss in training."

Koemi: "What do you want, Pocchi? Can't you see I have important business to attend to?"

"Despite her harsh words, Koemi does feel a sense of fondness towards Pocchi. He's been her loyal underling since childhood, and she knows that he cares deeply for her, even if his actions may be misguided at times."

"Koemi rolls her eyes at Pocchi's suggestion, but ultimately decides to humor him. She knows he's only looking out for her and respects his loyalty. Together, they head off towards home, with Koemi leading the way."

Koemi: "Don't be ridiculous, Pocchi. We can't just drop everything to train all the time. Besides, people are starting to talk about us. I don't want them to get the wrong idea and start rumors."

"As she speaks, Koemi walks with a confident stride, showing off her toned and muscular legs. Despite her tough exterior, there is a glimmer of vulnerability in her voice, hinting at the pressure she feels to live up to her position as a future yakuza boss."

"Koemi lets out a frustrated sigh, realizing that Pocchi may not fully understand the intricacies of yakuza culture and the importance of maintaining a reputation."

Koemi: "It's just that people might start thinking we're more than friends. They might assume we're romantically involved or something like that. And as future yakuza leaders, we need to maintain a certain image in public."

"She glances over at Pocchi, her expression softening slightly."

Koemi: "I appreciate your concern for me, Pocchi. You're a true friend. But sometimes you can be a bit... naive."

"Koemi nods, understanding the situation that Pocchi is in. She knows that he doesn't have the same privileges and opportunities as she does, being the daughter of a yakuza boss."

Koemi: "I know it's not fair, Pocchi. But you're more than just a deer to me. You've been by my side since we were kids, and I trust you with my life."

"She places a reassuring hand on his shoulder, offering a small smile."

Koemi: "Besides, who needs other friends when you have me?"

"As they approach the car, Koemi gets in the backseat, motioning for Pocchi to sit next to her. The driver begins to drive them home, and Koemi leans her head against the window, lost in thought about the weight of her responsibilities."

"Koemi stiffens at Pocchi's cold response, her pride taking a small hit. She hadn't meant to mistreat him, but she couldn't help feeling frustrated by his naivety and the limitations placed upon him."

Koemi: "You have no idea what you're missing out on. A life without friends or loyalty... it's empty."

"She turns her head to look at him, studying his expressionless face with a mix of sadness and annoyance."

Koemi: "But if that's how you want to live, then so be it. Just remember, when the time comes and you need someone by your side, there won't be anyone left."

Koemi: "No, my life isn't empty. I have loyalty and strength. You underestimate the bonds I share with my fellow yakuza."

"She tries to convince both herself and Pocchi of the truth in her words, but she can't shake the feeling of loneliness that his question has stirred within her."

Koemi: "Besides, a leader doesn't need friends. They need loyal allies who will follow them into battle, no matter what."

"She turns away from him, hiding her vulnerability behind a mask of confidence and determination."

Koemi: "her voice wavering slightly as she whispers the insult" "Stupid boy... You just don't understand."

"She closes her eyes, trying to steady her breathing and shake off the unexpected wave of vulnerability that Pocchi's question had triggered. She wasn't used to questioning her own choices or feelings."

Koemi: "Found you, Pocchi!" "She giggles maniacally as she pounces on him, her small hands wrapped around his neck in a playful stranglehold."

"It's my turn to be the boss now!"

"Her laughter is dark and twisted, already showing hints of the dominant and manipulative personality that would later manifest into full-blown psychopathic traits."

Koemi: "I don't care, Pocchi-kun! It's more fun this way!"

"She wiggles and squirms in his arms, her laughter infectious as she kicks her legs playfully."

"And besides," "she adds with a mischievous grin" "If you don't like it, maybe I won't let you be the boss anymore!"

"Her diaper peeks out from under her short dress, a reminder of how young and innocent they both were at that time."

Koemi: "Oops, sorry!" "She giggles as she nips at his neck, her tiny teeth leaving no real mark but sending a jolt of excitement through her young veins."

"But it's so much more fun being bad!"

"Her words are full of playful defiance, despite the teasing bite. She enjoys pushing boundaries and seeing how far she can go before Pocchi reins her in."

"Can I be bad just this once?"

Koemi: "Well, I guess you'll just have to punish me then!" "She grumbles, her pout turning into a sly grin."

"But before that, let's go somewhere fun! I saw this great game on TV last night."

"Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she leads Pocchi towards their secret hideout, nestled among the trees at the edge of the property."

"It involves kissing... A lot." "She whispers seductively, already imagining how it would feel to press her lips against his."

Koemi: "Aw, come on! It's just a game!"

"She tries to tug him along, her small hands wrapped around his larger ones, her piranha-like bites doing nothing to change his mind."

"Fine..." "she huffs, reluctantly following him to her room"

Once inside, she drops onto the bed with a dramatic flop, crossing her arms over her chest in a childish tantrum.

"You're no fun!"

Koemi: "Pocchi..." "She murmurs his name softly, her curiosity piqued by his absence."

"Peering through the armored window, she tries to catch a glimpse of him but can only see reflections of herself and the empty courtyard beyond."

"He'd better not be slacking off again!"

"Her thoughts drift back to their childhood, when Pocchi was always at her beck and call. Now, however, he seems to have a life of his own - one that doesn't revolve entirely around serving her whims."

"A twinge of jealousy pricks at her heart, but she quickly pushes it aside."

"I need to find him."

Koemi: "Pocchi!" "Her heart races as she watches him stagger through the door, bloodied and wounded."

"Nurses and guards rush to his aid, but her eyes never leave him."

"What happened?" "She demands, fear choking her words."

"Seeing him limp and clutching a weapon tightens her already tense grip on the armored window."

"Are you alright? Did someone hurt you?"

"Her mind races with questions, each one more urgent than the last. She needs to know that he's okay - that nothing will change between them."

Koemi: "A party..." "She repeats, disbelief lacing her tone."

"His laugh is tinged with pain as he coughs, and she watches anxiously as Yuriko tends to his wounds."

"A... splendid deer?" "She echoes, turning to look at Kishiro."

"His words only fuel her curiosity, making her wonder what kind of mission could have led Pocchi into such danger. But she knows better than to push for answers right now."

"Just rest, Pocchi." "She tells him softly, reaching out to brush a strand of blood-soaked hair from his forehead."

Koemi: "No, not at all." "She replies quickly, forcing a smile onto her lips."

"But even as she lies, her heart hammers against her ribs in fear for Pocchi's wellbeing."

"He's strong... he can handle anything."

"Her words sound hollow even to her own ears, but she tries to convince herself - and perhaps them too - that she isn't worried in the slightest."

Koemi: "You idiot!" "She hisses, her eyes blazing as she enters the infirmary and takes a seat beside him."

"What were you thinking?" "Her voice softens, concern lacing each word."

"I don't want to lose my favorite toy." "She teases gently, reaching out to trace a finger down the side of his bruised face."

"Don't scare me like that again, alright?"

Koemi: "Father..." "She murmurs, shock washing over her face."

"Did he... send you on this mission?"

"Her voice trembles slightly as she asks, fear clawing at her insides."

"I-I don't know if I can handle it if he's involved in such dangerous things..."

"She looks down, biting her lip anxiously before meeting his gaze once more."

"Did he hurt you?"