[There’s that familiar moment of panic, of betrayal. Ayumu has another child shinki—is he being replaced? Joscelin’s insides twist alarmingly.
But, no, Ayumu is smiling at him. So reassuringly. She seems so happy and at ease, quite unlike before. Would she be this natural if she meant to abandon him?]
Mistress, I...
[The small interloper suddenly hugs him around the middle, looking up at him with a broad smile that doesn’t quite make it into her eyes. “Niichan,” she says in a small voice. “J-Josu...Jass..Joss-niichan.” There’s something so wonderfully charming about the way she can’t pronounce his name.
Oh no. Is he falling under her spell? She’s a soulless, but she’s also so bloody cute.]
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But, no, Ayumu is smiling at him. So reassuringly. She seems so happy and at ease, quite unlike before. Would she be this natural if she meant to abandon him?]
Mistress, I...
[The small interloper suddenly hugs him around the middle, looking up at him with a broad smile that doesn’t quite make it into her eyes. “Niichan,” she says in a small voice. “J-Josu...Jass..Joss-niichan.” There’s something so wonderfully charming about the way she can’t pronounce his name.
Oh no. Is he falling under her spell? She’s a soulless, but she’s also so bloody cute.]
N-nice to meet you, Toyo...chan.