"Hey Mokou?" You ask, starting up a conversation.
?'m?"
"About what you said earlier. About how I'm not acting in a way that suits me?"
"What about it?"
"Well, what did you mean by that?"
"I forgot." You turn to look at her. She's looking at you, smiling slightly, "Just kidding. I just didn't you expect to obsess over it."
"I'm not obsessing," you claim defensively, "I just want to know what you meant by it, that's all. I wanted to know how you thought I should act."
"You're not going to let up easy, are you?"
"Preferably not."
"Eh," Mokou lets out a small sigh, "I'm not sure I'm qualified to be commenting about other people's behavior."
"It's alright."
She scratches the back of her head, as if thinking for a moment. She seems to be trying to choose her words carefully. Or perhaps just trying to think of anything to say. Maybe she really wasn't thinking about what she meant before.
"It's like this..."Mokou speaks, uncertainty in her voice, "Most of the time that I've been with you, you've seemed fun in your own way. Save when you're not. Er, that's not a good answer, is it?" She takes a deep breath.
"Take your time." You reassure her. She's definitely hasn't got the gift of silver tongue.
"Let's just put it this way," She comes up with another angle after a few minutes of thought. "I get the impression that you're always preoccupied with something else. Maybe not consciously, but it's definitely there. That's not a bad thing. But it just seems that you're not good at long-term thinking. Or juggling around a lot of things. Or something." Mokou stays silent for another moment before concluding. "You should focus on just one thing at a time. Enjoy the moment. Or maybe the opposite..."Ah, just stop being an idiot, okay!??
Mokou gets flustered with her logic and blurts out an insult. The frustration has made her subconsciously clench her fists.
"...You really suck at this, you know." You tell her.
"Well, I told you." She says, still quite upset.
"My fault for insisting I guess..."
"...No, I'm sorry as well. Just forget I said anything."
"I won't."
"Eh!?" She seems surprised.
"Hah, that was good!" You smile in smug satisfaction, "It looks like I can upset you after all."
"Well, the score is still one zillion to one in my favor." Mokou regains her composure, showing a hint of mischievousness in the gleam of her eyes. It's a safe bet that she's already thinking of a way to get back at you.
"Well, before we go down that road again, could you just tell me one more thing? It'll also give my body more time to heal."
"Sure, I guess."
"Overall, what do you think of me? Seriously, besides being your personal whipping boy."
"Being unusually serious today, aren't we? Is little boy Shirou growing up? Mama Mokou is proud."
"Cut it out. Heaven forbid you were my mother. I bet I'd be the only kid ever given a wedgie by his own mother."
"Fair enough, then maybe it's those wicked hags luring you with their immoral ways..."She places both hands on the side of her face, trying to look like an inconsolable widow. "I bet they try to tempt you by offering you pleasures of the flesh. It's the only thing going for them. And I can understand why you'd waver. But, don't be blind! Powders and makeup can only conceal their dry leathery skin, never make it disappear permanently."
"Now what the hell might you be talking about?"
"Why, about the carnal festivities that they force you to partake in."
"There's nothing like that! Now just answer my question, if you're quite done." You try to regain control of the conversation. It's hard because you're now picturing some of the people in your household dressing up like unprincipled seductresses, vile sirens, and luring you to commit
delicious unspeakable acts. Five times every night.
"There's still hope for your soul, you know." She adds with a fake smile tinged with even falser piety. "But oh well, I guess I'd say that you're pretty fun."
"That's it?"
"You're fun to tease."
"I bet you'd do anything to get a laugh at my expense, right?"
"Now that just hurts. And here I was going to say that you also had a good heart."
"You still said it indirectly."
"Not the same thing."
"So you say." You roll your eyes.
"No, but seriously. I don't regret spending time with you. And I guess that's what counts the most. It's what's good enough for me."
"Then I guess it's good enough for me as well." You figure that this is the most positive response that you're going to get tonight, so you let it be.
After that, a sort of muted atmosphere prevails. Not out of lack of conversational topics, but more out of shared pursuits. The stars have appeared en masse. The two of you gaze at the heavenly objects, admiring the fine patchwork of lights. There's not a single cloud within sight. The moon, still in between a crescent and its first quarter, hangs near the horizon. You've inadvertently moved into a reclining position to admire the stars properly. Mokou has as well, and her head is a few centimeters from yours.
"Shirou...?" Mokou speaks softly, complimenting the overall calmness of the scene.
"Yes?"
"Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"
"Sure I do."
"Good."
It takes you a grand total of ten seconds after that to realize what you just said. You jump up like a cat with its tail on fire.
"Mokou!" W-what are you saying?" It's a surprise that your first words aren't 'hurr' nor 'durr'.
Mokou is laying on the ground, still looking skyward.
"What's the big deal? It's not a problem if it's just the two of us, right? I mean we've done it with Keine before as well." She tells you in a passive manner.
"Who did what with who now?!" Man, you sound like an idiot.
"Sleep. You know. You and me, in this forest. Instead of you going to Eientei. I've got a place nearby and a couple of things to make us more comfortable."
First the imagery of temptresses at Eientei, and now this? Later on you realized that there was no way in hell you could even be thinking objectively. Your imagination had the better of you.
"But, aren't we just friends?" You ask.
"We're friends, so what's wrong with this. Don't worry, I'll let you sleep properly. I won't keep you up all night."
"Uh..."
"Still not sold? Can't you see the appeal between friends talking until late at night and then sleeping in the wilderness. Keine never wants to do anything like this. If you don't believe me, I've got really comfortable camping gear. It'll be fun."
"So wait, you just want to camp out?" It hits you like a really cold shower in the middle of winter.
"What else? I don't get chances like these very often. And staying out alone is boring."
"Well, I understand now..."
?'Now'?"
"Never mind. But, well, I've got to go to school tomorrow. And have responsibilities."
"So? You can just wake up real early and get changed. It's no excuse!"
You sit back down and look at Mokou. She's staring at you now. Despite her normal nonchalant behavior towards what you do, she seems to be showing an unusual amount of excitement over this suggestion. What she suggests is feasible, and may be fun. You could in theory pick up your stuff real early tomorrow and change before school. Ah... you're getting carried away. You should weigh the cons. Like people not knowing where you are. That's never stopped you from doing anything in the past though.
[] Camping sound like fun!
[] You'd rather go back to Eientei
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