Today was a rather fun day. I hope someone with E-cups doesn't come to ruin it.
"Yo, Kiyomi!"
I wonder what Olympia wants to do in Minecraft together. Beat the game? I doubt she's skillful enough to do so (not because she's a woman, of course).
"Yo, yo, Kiyomi!"
Maybe I can teach her how to speedrun the game. Na. I'll do a little grieving. Hm. Perhaps I'll tell her to sleep in the Nether.
"Yo, yo, yo, Kiyomi! That's pure evil! You're better than that!"
"Oh, Jiminiy. I didn't notice you there."
"Liar, liar. I will make your pants on fire!"
"Is it sad that I can't tell if you're joking?"
"Define joking."
"Hm. To joke is to try to say something to make someone laugh."
"So jokes are used to humor someone?"
"Exactly."
"Let me try! Last week, I walked into a bar, and the bartender asked me, 'Are you Jewish?'. I said kinda, I'm Jew-ish." Ba dum tss.
"That was a pretty funny joke. How'd you come up with it on the spot?"
"Thanks! The joke was that this happened only yesterday, not last week!"
"That was the joke part!? This scenario happened in real life!?"
"Indubitibly. This is just one of the whimsical day-to-day I have had throughout my life."
"Wow. Your life seems pretty interesting."
"Have you done anything interesting with your second shot at life?
Second shot at life? Does that mean everything that has happened wasn't a delusion? Is this reality? I wish there was some way to tell if this is real.
Mwah.
"W-w-why did you do that!?"
"You just made a wish, didn't you?"
"Can you read my thoughts?"
"I can read your narrations."
"Saying 'yes' would have been a lot less creepy…"
"Ah, my bad. If only I could kill myself and redo this conversation."
"Would your creepiness during our talks be a good enough reason to kill yourself?"
"I don't know. Would being a coward be a good enough reason to kill yourself?"
…
"I didn't kill myself."
"You didn't? Then, what happened? Did someone pull out a knife and plunge it into you? If this did happen, did you do anything to stop it? You know, you played more of a role you think you did in your death. Maybe it's not that you wanted to die, but you didn't want to live. Olympia was right, you are cowardly.
…
It's not just that I wanted to die. I didn't want to live. Is there a difference between the two?
"Are you happy, Kiyomi?"
"Well, at the moment, not particularly."
"How about in general? Do you ever wake up and think about not being alive? Do you ever eat breakfast and think about not being alive? Do you ever go on about your day and think about not being alive? Do you ever have lunch and think about not being alive? Do you ever hang out at the school's bleachers and think about not being alive? Do you ever talk to the most popular girl in our school, show her how much of a coward you are, and think about not being alive?"
…
"It's okay, Kiyomi. Most people walk around every day contemplating death, fantasizing about how they can die. What would happen if a car randomly crashed into me? What would happen if I jumped off of this high place? What would happen if I found the courage to finally slit my wrists? What would happen if I let the girl with E-cups stab me straight in the chest? What if I took it upon myself to stab myself with a knife? These are thoughts most people have, so don't feel ashamed. Wait… Not everyone has thoughts like these running through their head every day. Not everyone obsesses over death every day. That's not normal."
…
"Kiyomi, are you even happy that you're alive now?"
"I–I don't know. I honestly don't know if I'm happy that I'm alive. But I'm happy that I was given another chance to talk to Olympia. I know I'm going to regret saying this, but I'm even happy that I've been given another chance to talk to you."
"Kiyomi, you know that I can read your mind. We both know—No. Neither of us knows whether what you just said is the whole truth. But if those are words that you'd say aloud in front of the person who played a part in your death, then perhaps there is an ounce of truthfulness in your words.
Played a part in my death, she says. What an odd way of wording it.
"I hope that what I said is the truth," I tell her.
"Wow, you do wish what you said is true."
"How can you tell?"
"As I said, I can read your thoughts. But also, your chinchin twitches whenever you tell a lie."
"That's not true!" Shit
"Do I even need to say anything?"
"That was just a coincidence!"
"Indeed it was. By chinchin, I meant your heart, by the way."
"That's an odd slip-up."
"It's because all women have penises in their hearts!"
"Is that a fact?"
"Care to find out?"
"No, no. I trust you."
"You trust me?" She says with gleaming eyes.
"As much as I hate to say it, yes. I do trust you. You're the reason why I was given another chance at life, right?"
"You think it was me who gave you another chance?"
"It was, wasn't it? If it wasn't you, then who?"
"God, you are a coward, Kiyomi. How oblivious are you? It's obvious why you have no friends."
"I don't have zero friends, Kagami. I have Olympia and you."
"You consider me a friend?"
"Yes," I say, without a moment to think.
"Fine. We are friends. Maybe I'll beat you in becoming champion, and you'll have to face me for the title. Don't expect me to go easy on you."
"I'll murder your rat and make you grieve over it at The Tower, which will lead to you developing Lavender Town Syndrome."
"Jesus Christ, that is dark. What dark things did you see in Hell?"
Ironically, there was nothing dark where I was. There was nothing at all.
"Well, I gotta go. I've had enough of you that I can handle a day," Kagami announces.
"You took the words right out of my mind."
"Well, later, Kiyomi. Next time you want to die, feel free to ask! I'll be sure to lend a hand. Smell ya later."
And with that, I exit the grass and won't run into any random encounters today.