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I really am fucking sorry for how long it’s been, I don’t have that much free time. And when I do have free time, it’s really only enough time to do small commitments. I’ll try to post more, but I can’t really promise that until summer break.
Also, I have to give Mitsuri’s boyfriend a name (sadly), since she’s not dating Obanai in this part of the story (again, sadly). Let’s name him Kono, standing for K-illjoy O-ffensive N-asty O-bscene. Her boyfriend is the ugly ass bitch that rejected her in the original storyline. I winced in pain adding it into the story, I hate it. Kono doesn’t deserve humanizing pronouns, just say ‘it’.
This episode is literally Sanemi yelling about Genya then crying about Genya, Mitsuri also crying because she thinks Muichiro and Yuichiro went missing, Makomo and Sabito having to deal with Mitsuri crying, and Giyuu. That’s it, just Giyuu. Giyuu’s there too.
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God damn it, Genya! Where the actual fuck is that stupid kid!? He didn’t come home last night, and I had to fucking sleep worried! Hell, I couldn’t even fucking sleep at all because of that stupid kid and this shit ass situation! I called the bitch maybe like a hundred fucking times, and they were all sent to voicemail! And of course, as the amazing, scandalous older brother I am, I sent him death threats to politely and as gently as possible tell him to get his ass home. Even death threats didn’t work! Which is weird, because they usually do. I always fucking send him death threats, why don’t they work now when I need them the most!? Fucking things like these fail on me when I need them the god damn most, why don’t they work now!? God must hate me or something!
A few hours ago, I had to get the police involved in the situation, which is just great, isn’t it? They said they would get right on the case and that there would be a group of people trying to find him, but I still can’t help but feel, well-… Apprehensive, you could say. It’s not like I care about the boy or anything, I’m definitely not attached. I fucking hate the god damn kid, but-… He isn’t familiar with the place yet. I don’t know if he’ll be able to find his way back if he gets lost or anything, I barely would be able to find the dumb kid myself if he did. Plus, he’s the only one I really have right now. I’m not attached, though. I hope nothing bad had happened to him, he’s too much of a fucking dumb stereotypical jock type of bitch to escape those type of shit circumstances. Oh yeah, and some more fucking great news! Turns out multiple people have gone missing in this city! Turns out it’s not that fucking rare here! That’s just great. Fucking great. God damn skank teenagers and their irresponsible crackheads.
A few minutes pass, but with me sitting on the couch unable to do anything, it feels like hours. I stiffen, desperate for some type of reassurance, and finally my phone rings. I jump at the sudden noise at first, but I quickly answer it, eager to hear something about Genya. Luckily, I do, but it’s not the great news in expecting. “Hello? Is this Sanemi Shinazugawa?” I hear a woman’s voice ask. I let out a shaky breath, trying to ignore the lump growing in my throat as I give an answer. “Yes, it is.” I say, trying to not sound so scared. “What do you need?” “Well-,” she starts, sighing softly, probably preparing for my reaction. “We found him, Genya, but-
-we can’t seem to wake him up.”
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Phew… I’ve been walking around for maybe hours now, the sun is even starting to come up again, and-… Wait-…. It IS!? THE SUN IS COMING UP AGAIN!? KYAAAAAAH! And I thought I was just over exaggerating it, I truly have been walking around for hours on end! Oh no, and I still haven’t been able to find my sweet little Mui and Yui!? It’s been so long! I’ve been walking all around the city streets! My legs feel like they might collapse! I need to keep going, but, I’m so exhausted at the same time… maybe I should just let myself rest for once. They’ll be able to find their way home on their own, right? Or maybe they won’t… Who knows… It’s probably futile… Oh who am I kidding, I can’t be like this! You have to keep going, Mitsuri, you might be exhausted, but your sweet little Mui and Yui could be terrified! And they’re your own kids for goodness’ sake! You must keep going, for them! I also myself across my own face, leaving a slight red mark on my cheek as I try to show myself how useless these thoughts are, but it doesn’t take too long for unmotivating thoughts come back, irrelevant voices of doubt filling my head and taking their turn on me. Oh my God, KYAAAA! Where could they possibly be right now!? Is there any street I haven’t checked yet!? Did I pass my them!? I don’t know! They could be miles away from here, it’s so scary to think about! Wait… What if somebody kidnapped them!? What if they ARE miles away!? Oh no, the last time something like this happened was when I was a kid with my cat, and she went missing for three weeks! I missed sir whiskers so much in those few weeks… I can’t imagine losing my own baby boys for that long! Well, it’s comforting to know that I have at least some help at the least.
Wait, speaking of help. I wonder if that tall scary boy has found them yet! I hope that he’s found some type of clue if not them. Wait, how will I know if he DID find my boys? Gosh darn it! I should’ve given him my phone number so he can contact me, or at least my address! What if he DID find my little Mui and Yui!? I should’ve called the police, too… Gosh, I’m such an air-head! Why am I like this all the time!? GRAAAAAH!! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Stupid Kanroji! I stop walking, before I stomp my foot down on the pavement petulantly, and yell at the top of my lungs. “WHERE THE FUUUUH-uuuhhh…” I stop for a second. “…I can’t say any bad words…” I mutter to myself. I can’t say those wretched curse words, I’m a mother! Those words could hurt someone! I stop for a second, pondering on about what to say instead. “WHERE THE FLAPJACKS ARE MY KIDS!?” I scream helplessly, before falling down onto my knees. The few people that were walking on the streets at the time stare at me, before they start walking faster. I try to slap myself across my face again, still trying to get rid of these thoughts eating alive at me, but it doesn’t work…
… nothing I do works out… I’ve been slowly losing hope this whole time, I just haven’t realized it’s already gone yet. I put my face in my palms, clutching my own face as I try not to cry. I just want to see my little boys right now… Just to hear their voices. Where could they be? Please, someone, anybody… Tell me they’re okay already…
I think I’ll just go home now… They’ll be fine, won’t they?
Author note: Mitsuri hates the fact that she is often air-headed, but she doesn’t realize the fact that she makes it up with her inspiring exuberance.
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“So, night out with the girls.” I say blankly, driving down the city streets. “YEAAAAAAAH!” “WOOOHOOOO!” I hear Makomo and Sabito cheer from the backseat. It’s not very exciting, really, just going to get some coffee because your tired as fuck, but I can’t help the small smile that tugs on my lips. It’s just better with them, I guess. “Oh my, Sabito, do you see this?” Makomo points out suddenly. “Giyuu’s smiling!” Makomo adds playfully, smiling warmly. She leans forward to peek her head into the front seats, looking at me as I try to ignore her. “Let the man smile in peace.” Sabito says, jokingly of course, unless he WANTS to kill my will to live! I stay unresponsive this time, hoping that Makomo will understand I want her to stop nagging me. “Oh, I was sure I saw you smiling.” Makomo insists, finally leaning away and straightening in her seat. “It would’ve been hard to believe! Right, Sabito?” She asks, looking at Sabito, who now seems distracted. “Hey,” Sabito says, pointing outside the window, signaling towards the woman walking down the street in a sulking manner. “Is that Kanroji?” Sabito asks. Makomo looks out the window, and I slow down the car so I can look as well. It is Kanroji… And she looks, upset? Woah, I’ve never really seen her that upset before. I’m sure all of us are thinking that right now. “Oh, yeah. She looks sad.” Makomo says curiously. “More sad than Giyuu usually is…” She adds quietly. I pull over to the side of the road where Kanroji’s standing, and roll down my window so I can talk to her directly. “Kanroji?” I ask, looking at her. She puts her hands up to her own face, wiping away tears before looking at me, her eyes red and puffy from crying. “Who- oh. Tomioka…” She says quietly, her voice trembling. She looks away again, wiping away more tears as she sniffles. “Are you-…” I mutter, reaching out as I try to think of ways to calm her down. Before I could think of anything, though, Makomo quickly hops out of the car and approaches her, getting down onto her knees so it doesn’t look like she’s trying to tower over Kanroji. “Hello, miss Kanroji?” Makomo asks gently, her voice soothing. “You can tell me what’s wrong, I can help with the problem if that’s what you want.” Makomo keeps talking to Kanroji soothingly, while me and Sabito get out of the car, mouthing words at eachother like ‘what’s wrong with her?’ and ‘I don’t know.’
Makomo, hearing no response from the crying Kanroji, decides to wrap her arms around her comfortingly, and Sabito walks up to them to gently rub Kanroji’s shoulder, all while I stand helplessly on the side. Eventually, Kanroji looks at Makomo, her body trembling. “M-My baby boys-…” Kanroji mutters woefully, before crying out. “WAAAAAAHHHAAAAAH!” Kanroji starts bawling her eyes out, leaning into Makomo’s shoulder. Wow… And I thought Himejima wouldn’t stop crying, this-… This is a whole new level. She cries into Makomo’s shoulder, unable to successfully choke back any cries. Sabito sighs, taking his hand off of Kanroji’s shoulder and taking a few steps back to stand next to me. “Do you have any idea what the problem might be?” He whispers, glancing at me, but still keeping an eye on Kanroji. “I can’t imagine what could make her cry like this.” I respond cluelessly. I wish I did know, though. Kanroji’s been there for me multiple times, I just wish I could do something for her, too. Sabito sighs, watching as Makomo whispers soothingly to Kanroji, managing to make her calm enough to have a conversation with.
Once Kanroji’s cries calm down into a whimper, the two women whisper to eachother for a few seconds, before Makomo sighs and stands up straight again, looking at us, still rubbing Kanroji’s back. “She’s fine. She’s just grieving over a death-” “THEY’RE DEAD!? SINCE WHEN!?” Kanroji cries, dropping down onto her knees and bawling her eyes out once again. Makomo turns to her, while me and Sabito just stare, not knowing what to do. Eventually, Sabito decides to step forward. He grabs Kanroji’s hands and tries to help her up. “Okay, Makomo. What’s the problem.” Sabito asks, grunting as he uses muscles to pull Kanroji off the ground, who is now slumping over, refusing to stand. “She says Muichiro and Yuichiro died. Now she’s saying that they didn’t, so I don’t really know the answer anymore!” Makomo laughs to herself nervously, closing her eyes momentarily, before looking down at Kanroji. “THEY MIGHT BE DEAD! I DON’T KNOW WHERE THEY RAN OFF TO!” Kanroji cries out, yelling loudly. “Okay, sweetheart. Time to stand up.” Makomo says. Sabito grabs Kanroji’s arms, and Makomo grabs her left leg. Makomo looks over at me, and sadly, I’m forced to be included in this mess. Makomo beckons me closer with a small waving motion of her hand. “Giyuu,” Makomo starts, and I step forward. “grab her other leg, we’re going to pick her up.” I nod, hesitantly grabbing Kanroji’s other leg. As she continues to cry, we pick Kanroji up. “What do we do with her now?” Sabito questions. Makomo smiles brightly. “Great question! We’re going to throw her into the car as if we were kidnapping her!” Makomo says cheerfully. “Okay- wait, WHAT.” I yell, looking at Makomo. “Sounds like a plan to me.” Sabito says nonchalantly. “WHAT!?” I ask, my eyes darting between them. We carry Kanroji into the backseat of my car, and despite the ironic situation, she doesn’t complain and just keeps crying pitifully. Makomo climbs into the backseat with her, trying to calm her down, and Sabito sits in the passenger seat.
I pull my car off the side of the road and start to drive, glancing at the whimpering Kanroji in my rearview mirror every now and then. “So, where to?” I ask Kanroji, but it’s more directed towards Makomo since I don’t expect Kanroji to respond. “Let’s just get her back to her house.” Makomo says, rubbing Kanroji’s shoulder. “No… I can’t go home. Kono will be there, and he’ll be mad…” Kanroji whines, sniffling as she chokes back the last of her tears. “Who the fuck is Kono…” Sabito mutters under his breath, glancing over his shoulder to look at Makomo, who just shrugs. “Oh,” Sabito says, looking ahead again. “You mean your boyfriend?” Sabito asks, and Kanroji nods. “Oh, eugh…” Makomo mutters without thought, before covering her own mouth in hopes Kanroji didn’t hear her sound of disgust. “Yeah, Kono! Him. None of you remembered him?” Kanroji asks. The whole car goes silent, and Kanroji glances at everyone, waiting for an answer. The silence is awkward, which is weird because I usually love silence, but it’s uncomfortable when the only thing you can hear is a grown woman sniffling. “So-,” I start, trying to break the awkward silence, but it takes a few seconds to think of what to say. “Do you have any idea where your kids might be?” I manage to question. “No…” Kanroji mutters bitterly, biting her bottom lip with disappointment. After a few more long minutes of driving silently, Sabito taps my shoulder. “Hey, where are you even driving?” “I’m looking for Muichiro and Yuichiro. I have nothing else to do, anyways.” I respond, sighing. “How about-…” Makomo starts, looking up as she wonders. “Hell, I forgot the name…” Makomo mutters to herself. “It’s… Oh yes, Kimetsu Park, isn’t it?” Makomo says happily, clasping her own hands together. “Yuichiro told me he often goes there with Muichiro!” Makomo adds. Kanroji finally looks up, her eyes having a spark of hope. “Oh, yeah! I’m surprised I didn’t think of that place first thing… They always go there!” Kanroji’s says, smiling with expectation. Sabito smiles, seeing her exuberant personality finally shine through once again. “So, we’re going to stop by the park?” Sabito asks, looking at me. I nod in response, trying hard to stop myself from smiling. “Shit, driving around took a lot of gas… I might have to get to the gas station first…” I mutter. “Nooo!” Kanroji whines, suddenly tugging on my hair from the backseat. “I want to see my baby boys!” Kanroji argues, and laughter is heard from Makomo. “Ow, ow! Fine, woman!” I yell, which obviously seems to please Kanroji. I swat her hand away from my hair, and she backs away. “You know, Giyuu. You’ve been more talkative lately.” Makomo comments. “It’s unexpected of you, but it’s quite nice.” “Oh, yeah! What’s up with that?” Kanroji asks. My slight smile fades at their question, and my voice drips in volume. “No reason, just be coincidence.” I pause momentarily. “Now let me drive in peace.”
Quickly enough; we arrive at the park. “We’re almost there.” I say, glancing at my rearview mirror to watch Kanroji, who is fidgeting with anticipation, her head turning every direction as she looks around. God… Imagine being in her shoes. Having an ugly ass boyfriend that won’t even take care of you, and the only two people under your care have disappeared. That must fucking suck. “Do you see them?” Kanroji asks impatiently, looking around despite the fact we aren’t even in the parking lot yet. “We might find them in just one minute, but it’ll seem like hours of you don’t remain patient.” Makomo says, patting Kanroji’s shoulder. Once I pull the car into the parking lot, Kanroji starts losing patience again. “Okay, now you can start looking-” “Is that them?” Makomo says, interrupting Sabito. Kanroji jumps slightly in her seat, quickly looking towards where Makomo is pointing. “Where!?” Kanroji yells, her eyes lit up. “Wait, it is!” Kanroji exclaims, quickly hopping out of the car. “Wait, are they-“
“-ARE MY KIDS GETTING INTO A POLICE CAR!?”
“Kanroji, wait-” I hear Sabito exclaim. The only thing I hear after is a slapping sound coming from an agitated mother’s hand, a police officer grunting in pain, and the sound of two twin boys yelping as they watch their mother hit a cop.
Total words: 3000
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