A life with the Author

"Come on, Come on!! Let's go Komi." Marin said with her signature smile while she was dragging the perfect elegant girl by her hand.

Komi remained expressionless and aloof to the outside world but I could tell exactly how excited and happy she was.

Her eyes had stars in them and every step she took, it felt like she had wings on her feet.

I was the only one who could truly understand how Komi was feeling right now and others would just see her stoic face, but it seemed like Marin was extremely unbothered by it.

I watched on as the two beautiful girls walked on the side of the road with the evening sun shining in an orange hue.

Marin was always laughing and smiling, she was like the sun, making others feel happy just by seeing her. Meanwhile Komi was stoic and elegant, she was like the moon. It felt as if she had found permanent tranquility in this chaotic world,

I merely gazed at them with a smile as these two opposites, two contradictions walked together hand in hand like great friends.

There are times when two people connect with each other in a short time as if they were destined to be together. I think I witnessed something similar between Marin and Komi..

The school had ended and right now we were walking home together.

I never did this even with Marin but after learning that Komi had never went home with her friends, Marin insisted that we all go home together.

It was truly a wonderful and heart melting sight seeing those two waifus together.

Marin immediately became very attached to Komi even though they only knew each other for a day. It felt like Marin had adopted her and yet Komi was more than excited to be adopted.

Marin was talking and smiling more today as well, seemingly trying to compesate for Komi's lack of it. She was talking and smiling for the both of them.

Komi too. I had never seen her more happy and excited, even around me. She was not shy at all around Marin and was even able to communicate somehow with her body.

"YUITO!!! Why are you so slow? Come on or else the shop is going to close!!" Marin yelled at me.

Right. We were actually not going straight home. Instead, Marin said that she wanted to treat Komi in her favourite cake shop.

Though I wondered why I was tagging along.

'I would rather train at home.' I thought to myself.

{Shut up bitch. You are hanging out with two of the best girls in all of fiction. The least you can do is stop complaining.}

'Why? Are you that jealous?' I asked with a smile on my face.

{No...But I am sure many people are.}

'People like you?'

{Just stop fucking complaining!!!}

I laughed at his bashful reply but then my attention was caught by Marin who was running towards me.

"YU-i-TO." She said my name with many forceful stops. 

"You slowpoke. We need to hurry." she whined and grabbed my hand before dragging me along as well, leading me towards Komi with hurried steps.

While I was dragged by Marin, all I could see and feel was her dainty hands which was wrapped around mine.

Her fingers were slender and her skin felt smooth with no veins in sight. Her nails were long and manicured with a bright shade of pink. I didn't know if it was fake or natural but I was definitely charmed.

Her hand was pretty and very 'feminine' if I had to describe it. It was nothing like the veiny, stiff and rough hand of a man.

No, her hands were small, soft and extremely weak. So weak that I was absolutely okay with whatever she was doing to me. 

It was a strange feeling. While my hand would tense up in the strong grip of a man, it was at peace in her weak and soft hand.

I couldn't help but adjust her grip and let my fingers be intertwined together with hers. My palm met her palm and my fingers wrapped around her fingers.

'They fit right together.' I thought to myself.

Her hand was so delicate and soft that it made me conscious about my rough and calloused hand. I wondered if she was disgusted by my hand so I turned to look at her.

Her back was facing me so I couldn't see her face. But I clearly noticed the tip of her ears becoming redder and redder.

I also noticed how her hands began sweating. Due to that our hands rubbed each other in a pleasant sensation I couldn't quite put into words.

'Holding hands is soooo lewd~' I thought to myself.

I was pretty sure I didn't have hand fetish before but I think I do now.

Marin turned her head and looked at me briefly with shy eyes and flushed face. Her cheeks were slightly puffed to make a cute expression.

'This is totally not fair.' Her face seemed to say.

She was so cute.

I took back what I said, I didn't have a hand fetish.

I just had 'Marin Kitagawa' fetish.

She was my fetish.

..

..

We finally reached Komi and then Marin pulled her hand away from me. I was reluctant to let go but I did anyways.

Then we all went to the cake shop where Marin treated us all to her favorite vanilla cake.

I vividly remembered Marin telling me her favourite was chocolate. But apparently, vanilla was her favorite now .

Vanilla. It was also my favorite flavor

We have the same favorite.

That was cool.

Komi also seemed to be extremely happy to hang around with us. Her face remained doll-like but I knew she was smiling inside the whole time.

It was a very nice evening. Maybe it was a rest I needed since I had been training non-stop for a while now.

Sure, aiming big things, like being the World Champion was important in life and the big incidents like marriage, birth etc played a huge role in a person's life. 

But sometimes, those are too big and too far away to be the reason for living.

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.

.

Simple things.

Sometimes that's all what truly made life worth living...

Every.

Single.

Day.

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"Marin had a little lamb~ little lamb~ little laaaamb~"

"Marin had a little lamb its flees were white as snow~" I sang the ridiculous song I made up as I walked home.

It was already dark and the streets were eerily quiet even though the street lights and the lights of multiple houses lit up the whole street.

I walked with careful steps since I felt something following me for quite some time now.

Whoever or whatever it was, I knew it had great stealth since I was barely able to notice it's presence.

I continued walking for a few more steps and I even intentionally lead whatever was following me to a more deserted corner. Away from my actual path towards my house.

Then I stopped. 

I took in a deep breath and call out the only one who could be following me.

"Long time no see. Yellow haired bastard." I said, remembering the bastard whom I tortured in the love hotel bathroom.

It seemed that I was too merciful back then.

I turned around and watched as the one who was following me finally revealed itself.

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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