Kronii's made some new friends with the so-called Council.
She's grown particularly close to the girl named Nanashi Mumei.
She was a lovely soul and a little simple, in your own private thoughts that you didn't dare voice out, you suspected she was on the spectrum
Your relationship with Kronii seems to have taken a nosedive with an inverse proportionality to how much she's hanging out with the Guardian of Civilization.
It's gotten so bad that Mumei seems to be only one who invites you to their hangouts, while Kronii would stare and prod her for daring to do so.
Was this it?
You can't really get mad over this, you loved Kronii. She was in a better place now that she had friends.0
You should be happy.
Yet you can't help but feel you've been used, like an emotional dildo that Kronii inserted into her hypothetical pussy that was her unhappy place.
Wait, you're being ridiculous. You need to stop thinking like this.
"Oh? Anon?" You stare at your savior, the one who delivered you from your ill thoughts.
It was Mumei.
You were at the line for the coffee shop, you needed some caffeine to cope and this would be the last place Kronii would meet up with you.
The two of you sit down, Mumei smiling blissfully unaware how awkward you made you feel.
"Where's Kronii?" That question hit you like a slap to the face.
Should you lie to her? Mumei was a simple enough girl.
No, she was too sweet to mess with. You're not gonna let your inane neuroses affect other people.
So you tell her.
"Huh? Anon did you forgor? Isn't your birthday coming up?" She tilts her head like an owl, confused by your words.
Your heart skips a beat, you did completely forgor.
"Kronii was really excited, she wanted the Council girls to help her out a bit in secret. Oh wait oops." Mumei instinctively places a hand on her mouth.
Cat was out of the bag.
You wanted to cry out.
Why did you even doubt Kronii for a second?

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Pub: 18 Sep 2021 01:32 UTC
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