This story has spoilers, vulgar scenarios, crude language, a ton of characters, plot holes that make no sense and suggestive themes. For dubbing or animation, you have my wholehearted support. All characters must be done by impersonations if so.
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Oi! This time, I'm turning to some... deadlier territory. Not in terms of the series, but the fanbase.
10:00 P.M. Natsuki's POV
I wake up to hear Sayori snoring softly behind me. I turn around and see a familiar blush on her face. I check her eyes. Still tears.
What could've made her cry? I better check. And if it was someone in the house... I'll be sure to beat the information out of them.
I move even an inch, and Sayori holds me tighter.
"Nuuu... Natty... don't... go... zzzzz..." Sayori snores, and I have no choice but to comply.
I giggle a little and turn around. I instantly smell alcohol.
No wonder I knew that blush...
I gently shake her awake, and she opens one eye.
"Morning already, Natty?~ And here I thought it was nighttime..." Sayori explains, and I rub her head.
"Have you been drinking? That was a one-time thing, you big dummy!" I exclaim playfully, and Sayori breaks out in tears.
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"Do you think I'm stupid for drinking, Natty? I'm sorry! I'll never drink another drop again! All I had was everything Meiko brought with her! Please don't be mad at me! I can't handle a divorce!" Sayori rapidly exclaims before I put a finger to her lips and hug her tightly.
"Shh. None of that's happening, cinna-bun-bun. Just calm down." I order, rubbing her head.
I reach around her cat ears and scratch them, making them wiggle a little. Sayori kisses my nose before attempting to jump off the bed and land on her feet, but she ends up landing on her face instead. I help her up, and the door busts open, revealing a very tired looking Kami.
"Um... sorry?" Sayori asks drunkenly with that stupid grin on her face that makes my heart go Dokidoki.
"Please, for the love of God, will you two shut up for once?" Kami says, exasperated.
"Well, excuse me! It's not my fault Natty's an early riser, you big ol' grumpy Grumperson!" Sayori hisses, and Kami glares at her, her blue eyes turning a deep crimson before realizing that she was drunk.
"Listen. If you go now, we'll be quieter. Isn't that right, Sayori?" I ask, flicking Sayori's ear when I say 'right'.
Sayori holds her ear in agony and nods, making Kami smile cynically and close the door as she leaves.
"Phew! I'm glad that she's gone! She really creeps me out, Natty... I feel like she could be a real danger to us... and that isn't the alcohol talking..." Sayori explains, hugging my legs.
I feel tears on my legs, and as I'm about to wipe them off, Sayori licks them off, which feels weird, since somehow, Sayori also has a cat's tongue.
