OriFic Hightime Stories Collection

Completed Stories​

My Dear Cousin

Genre : Slice of Life, Comedy, Romance, Shounen-ai (lol)

Synopsis : My annoying cousin suddenly comes to play around at my place during my day off. But why did he suddenly acts so cute and obedient this time? I don't really know if there's something behind his change of heart but I'll try my best to comfort him.

Spoiler: Chapter List

Page 1

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 5.5
Chapter 6

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Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10

Blog Sang Penulis Anonim

Genre : Metafiction

Synopsis : Kumpulan catatan harian seorang penulis tak bernama, mengenai dunia fiksi, non-fiksi, maupun kehidupan sehari-harinya.

Spoiler: Chapter List

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Bab 1 : Perkenalan
Bab 2 : Kisah Hidup Seorang Penulis
Bab 3 : Fiksi Tak Bermakna, Kehidupan Tanpa Arti

Page 3

Bab 4 : Suasana Ruang Kelas
Bab 5 : Aku
Bab 6 : Hambatan
Bab 7 : Gelas Kosong
Bab 8 : Mengapa Aku Terus Menulis

Page 4

Bab 9 : Namaku Budi

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Bab 10 : Penerbitan
Bab 11 : Subjek Yang 'Disamarkan'
Bab 12 : Musuh Terbesar
Bab 13 : Kontroversi
Bab 14 : Kesempatan
Bab 15 : Rentang Waktu

Catatan Mimpi

Genre : Random

Synopsis : Berisi tentang beberapa catatan tentang bagian-bagian mimpi yang diingat oleh seorang penulis setelah ia bangun tidur.

Spoiler: Chapter List

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Bab 1 : Cosplay
Bab 2 : Afterlife
Bab 3 : Fragments
Bab 4 : Rewind the Time
Bab 5 : Aneh
Bab 6 : Goals
Bab 7 : Centurion

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Bab 8 : Foto
Bab 9 : Commentary

New Title

Genre : Experimental / Others

Synopsis : Not to be taken seriously lol

Spoiler: Chapter List

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Chapter 1 : The End
Chapter 1 (Alternate Take) : Author's Handbook
Chapter 1 (Beginning Theme) : Three Words Hung Together Like Cornerstones
Chapter 1 (Morning Coffee) : Asdfgjkl
Chapter 1 (Absurdist Fiction) : What is What?

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Chapter 2 : Chatbox
Chapter 2 (Anthem of Serenity) : The Shadow
Chapter 2 (Tubular Clocks) : Flow Flow Tick Tock
Chapter 2 (Tubular Clocks II) : Illumination
Chapter 2 (Purple Monkey Horseshoe)
Chapter 3 : End of Story
Extra Chapter : Insignificance

Cerita Sangat Sederhana

Genre : Simpel Aja Kok

Synopsis : Hanya sebuah cerita yang sangat sederhana.

Spoiler: Chapter List

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Bab 1 : Pembukaan
Bab 2 : Budi

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Bab 3 : Cerita Baru?
Bab 4 : Inikah Rasanya Cinta?
Bab 5 : Bagaimana dengan Kebencian?
Bab 6 : Percakapan Dua Sahabat
Bab 7 : Tali
Bab 8 : Galau

The Scenery of Tranquil Places (Lite)

Genre : It doesn't mean anything

Synopsis : the downsized version of the actual story. saving you time by giving much less to read.

Status : Completed

Spoiler: Chapter List

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Chapter 1 : Water Fountain
Chapter 2 : Serious
Chapter 3 : Visitation
Chapter 4 : Solitary Walk
Chapter 5 : Moments of Fear
Chapter 6 : Moving On
Chapter 7 : Mundane

Simply Being

Synopsis : compilation of various monologues and stuff with the topic of existence and being. Be aware some of them might contain really absurd and explicit things.

Genre : Random

Spoiler: chapter list

Page 11

Prologue
Chapter 1 : Movement

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Chapter 2 : Ideas
Chapter 3 : Empty
Chapter 4 : Dreaming
Chapter 5 : Apathy
Chapter 6 : No Ears For You / Unreliant
Chapter 7 : My Life with Video Games
Chapter 8 : Experience
Extra Chapter : Deus ex Machina

Oneshots​

Winter Symphonia Suite - Prelude Chapter

The Unwritten

Layer 13.5 - Soliloquy (Serial Experiments Lain)

Eau de Toilette

Doki Doki Suru

Moving On

Boy Meets Girl

Eau de Toilette (Manga Version)

Return of the Dragon

Yuno and Miyako (Hidamari Sketch)

Noire's Pudding Letter (Hyperdimension Neptunia)

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 1

Spoiler: Chapter 1

"Whew, finally cleared another boss. Damn this RPG is so hard, it might be a while for me to reach the recommended level based on this guide, before proceeding to beat the last boss of this dungeon."

After reaching the nearest save point before the last boss, I used the 'Tent' item to restore my party members' HP and MP. It's such a relief since there's been so many tough yet lengthy fights lately without any save points to record my progress, in fact this is the first time I've encountered one after few hours of playing cautiously in order not to screw up along the way.

Thank goodness there's no blackout, my sister's away with her friends for today, and my parents are currently on their lovey-dovey vacation. So practically it's just me taking all the fun of using this big television on the living room, bringing my consoles in, plugging the video and audio cables to the TV, connecting the console adaptor to the power source. And since it's also my day off from school, it's truly a paradise for me!

"Okay then, I'll save my progress now."

My memory cards were getting full lately, I might have to buy another one. There's already this stack of new games I bought, which depletes my entire vacation savings...thank goodness there's still a huge summer discount going. Or I might have to beg my parents for much more which I find really embarrassing to do.

I made sure to save this one in two different memory cards, and as the spaces in both of them were already filled with my old saves, I suppose I have to overwrite one of them in each memcards.

"Yeah done, progress saved....damn I'm tired already."

Come to think of it, I've been sitting on this sofa and grabbing my controller for hours, rendering my body sluggish as I tried to stand up and finally move my body around. My eyes also hurt from staring at the television too much. I really need some rest...

Ah look, it's afternoon already. I might go get some juice from the fridge. My sis already have lunch ready for me in the freezer, which I only have to heat up in the microwave when I feel like eating. Though for dinner I guess I'll go visit some cheap places for eating out, she also left the money on the dining table for me...she's really considerate didn't she?

As I tried walking towards the fridge near the dining room...

BEEP!

It's the sound of my cellphone ringing. Judging from the tone which I set up earlier, it seems to be a text message, who might it be? I don't have a lot of friends at school, and to narrow it down...I usually get messages when someone tries reminding me of these group assignments or....

"Just like I thought, it's from my sis."

Or it's from my sis, telling me that she had some inconvenience she wanted to tell me beforehand, but she's being to busy for even calling me.

Talk about being considerate, well nobody's perfect I guess.

And what kind of excuses did she want to tell me this time?

Well, I suppose I'll give this one another shot.

[From Shizuka nee-san

Ohai Kuruta-kun, your cousin Maki is coming to visit our place shortly. I just got the call from him that he's already on his way from the bus station to our house. Please take care of him 'kay? I currently got my hands full dealing with these ridiculous peeps...your help is truly appreciated. I promise that I'll go treat you and Maki to dinner by the time I went back....so please hang on.]

"Sigh, it doesn't seem that convincing at all to write long text messages like this if she's that busy."

"Yup yup..."

"Glad that you agreed with me....EHHHHHH???"

I saw my cousin Maki standing behind me. Even though he's a boy, his physical features are quite feminine. These cutely shaped short hair that reaches his neck, along with his exotic blond hair color was enough to made me stare at him for so long, though I couldn't stand staring at his glimmering bluish eyes for so long as the sparkle of this pair of oceanic gems seem to immerse me towards an oblivious state of mind.

"Stop molesting me with your eyes, perv!"

Though even if he's so cute...there still stands the fact that he's still a boy, who's years younger than me on top of that. His short and slender stature that's without any body fat made me thought that he would look great in girls' clothes. Not to mention his silky smooth white skin that I touched a few times when I tried giving him a handshake.

"My bad..."

Come to think of it, how did he get there anyway? And how did he managed to slip past by me unnoticed? It can't be...he possessed the secret ninja technique of presence concealment! Ohohoho I don't know that my family was a descendant of the Legendary Ninja Family of Wakka Wakka Jabba Jabba Jabba.

"N-no...d-don't worry about it, Kururu. I...just want to surprise you, that's all.."

"Oi, did you said something just before?"

"F-forget 'bout it....now I'm hungry so please made me some lunch!"

"Sigh...."

Anyway, he just wore some casual clothing like T-shirt and ordinary pants, if you're asking.

Xxx​

"I didn't cook often so that's the best thing I can do, stop yer bitchin' already."

I made him some omelette. There's still eggs ready at the fridge, along with some leftover meats from last night. Even if I didn't cook much since my sis were always there to cook food for me, I love experimenting with all the remaining ingredients in order to create a satisfying dish. There's a sense of accomplishment whenever I succeed on cooking stuff, furthermore after tasting it myself, or even more when I cook for the other people and they liked it alot.

"It's surprising how a sloppy guy like you could cook at all."

"What did you say?"

"N-nothing...this thing's not bad...I guess."

Seriously he acts like such a spoiled brat and he's mostly annoying. But there's times when this person actually manages to act like a civilized human being, that is, when he's engrossed in something, like enjoying his food for example.

"Glad you like it, Makki."

Makki is my nickname for him as he usually call me 'Kururu'. My actual name's Kuruta though, it's derived from Kurumi and Shota, which means little boy. To make the long story's short, my parents was expecting a daughter when I was born, so they originally planned to name me Kurumi, but since I turned out to be an ordinary guy at all, they lazily add the 'shota' to my name and there goes Kuruta.

To make things even shorter, my 'behind' was practically taken by a 'shota'.

"I-it's not that I like it or anything...it's just...I'm so hungry...."

"Don't talk while you're eating, you silly brat."

"Uuuuuu..."

And although he's so irritating at times, he becomes pretty obedient to someone who gives him food.

"Yum.....yum..."

Come to think of it, I haven't had lunch yet. Though these things could wait later as I'm not really hungry at the moment. Moreover, I've got to watch this annoying cousin who really gives me the feel of having a younger brother.

"Lick....lick....slurp..."

He moves the omelette to his mouth, licking the edges with passion. He nibbles upon the soft texture, while basking in pleasure from...

Ah, he already finished his meal.

"By the way Makki, why did you come here all of sudden?"

"I just want to come here, isn't that enough?"

Well actually, we're on the first day of the week-full holiday called the Silver Week, it happens around the start of summer. So it's not really wrong for him to come and play around at this place.

"Hah, I'm fine with it...but did you tell your parents beforehand about this?"

"T-that is..."

His body trembles as he stood up from his seat.

"Did you run away from home again, just like the last time?"

"Y-yes...."

Figures.

If he got his parents' permission, they will be the ones calling me first to inform me that their son will be visiting this place. What's going on with their family this time?

"Well...I won't ask anything more, so please just relax around until your mind finally calms down."

I decided to do so because he seems to be on the verge of tearing up, trying his best in order to act casually, just like any other young boy out there who's having hard, depressing times.

"O-okay..."

T-that...blushing....face...

What's with this sudden turn of events? Why did this cousin of mine become so cute and obedient? This doesn't feel right at all!

Whatever, I'll just put up with him until he finally agreed to come back home, just like the last time.

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 2

Spoiler: Chapter 2

"Okay then Makki, since I haven't ate lunch yet, feel free to play along with my PreLazion upstairs."

PreLazion is the name of that gaming console I'm playing with just before. And since I'm afraid that he will screw up my saves like the last time, I took of the memory cards containing my recent saves for that RPG game and replaced it with my old memcards which has the old saves I won't be using ever again.

.......

Hey, what's wrong...why aren't you moving already Makki!

"Jiii........"

Makki eyes me with the look which indicates that he's suspicious about something...

"Come on, don't you want to play the games already? I know you love to play these FPS games where you...uh...let's say....blow the entire building and such....err...."

"Kururu, you're definitely hiding something from me."

"What? I...I'm just about to eat lunch! W-why should I hide something from you!"

"Hoooo...."

The way he looks at me this time was totally different, he also gives me a mischievous grin....he must be plotting something right now.

"Whatever, just go upstairs already."

This time he complied with my words by nodding his head, then he quickly walked upstairs towards the living room, which is located on the second floor.

Anyway, I' wonder what kind of stuff that would raise his suspicion...

"Kururu...I'm going to watch porn so take care, okay?"

PUFFFF!

"H-hey! You couldn't just do that here, besides aren't you still a minor?" I yelled out from downstairs just as I'm hearing his outrageous words by the time he reached the second floor.

"Just kidding. Besides I know your taste very well since you enjoy looking at two guys getting on it with each other, and I'm still normal so no thanks Kururu I won't touch your stuff...."

"Y-you..."

Dear readers, please don't pay any attention to his words. In all honesty, I'm telling you that I'm a completely normal and sane person and I still liked girls. These homosexual tendencies you're thinking of were completely just a nonsensical heresy.

"Don't be such a perverted person! I'm talking about Sumo Wrestling of course, hee hee!"

Why are you still here Makki....is yelling on top of your lungs from the second floor really fun to you? I just can't understand his train of thought. On the other hand this is so annoying! This is definitely annoying that I want to perform sit ups while being fully naked in the safari zoo filled with Mountain Gorillas on mating season!

Besides, weren't you talking about porn just before? How is it Sumo Wrestling related to Porn? And you're the perverted one, not only that, you also tried dodging this damn topic you've started!

Well whatever.

While I'm at it, I might as well watch some Sumo Wrestling Porn...err...I mean... go put that lunch my sister prepared for me before inside the microwave. Walking towards the fridge, I picked up the box set meals that's being enveloped in a cute wrapping with some cutely written note on a small piece of paper on top of it which reads...

[For Kuruta,

This is the legendary memento from our established ninja family of Wakka Wakka Jabba Jabba Jabba. Made with lots of nutritious goodness of nature in order to enhance your fighting spirit as a shinobi. Enriched with tons of vitamins and minerals...

From Shizuka nin-nin, currently striving to become a full-fledged Ninja trainer that will in turn purge her village from homosexuality and AIDS. By the way, girl on girl relationships are fine though.]

What the hell? And why didn't I see the note on the previous chapter? You damned author stop adding nonsensical things to this world I am in!

"Hmm....so you played Mega Drive too, Kururu?"

Huh? Since when did you get here, Makki? And it feels like I've forgotten something important myself..

"No I don't...HEY DON'T JUST TAKE A PUNCHLINE FROM ANOTHER ANIME SERIES, AND YOU JUST PULLED IT OUT AT THE ABSOLUTELY WRONG TIME, NOT TO MENTION I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING TO DESERVE SOME PUNCHLINES."

"Ah this wrapping sure looks nice."

I was...ignored....

You just pretended to not hear it, or I guess you don't want to hear my words at all. WHY DIDN'T I GOT ANY DECENT PUNCHLINES EVERY TIME I SAID SOMETHING RIDICULOUSLY STUPID? SERIOUSLY I'M TIRED OF DELIVERING THIS PUNCHLINES ALL BY MYSELF....

"Ah it's for Kururu from Shizu-nee...I'm going to eat i---"

"---no, give it back."

Yet another punchline for today coming from me.

"Ah by the way it's a well-timed punchline Kururu, you got some talent for this stuff!"

Somehow I didn't feel like being praised at all. I have mixed feelings whether I should be happy about this or not. But coming from him...

"Lalala thanks for the food! I'm going to eat Shizu-nee's----"

"Stop it."

I held his shoulder down with my hands when he's about to escape away. Besides that, did he actually knew how to use a microwave properly? I highly doubt that.

"But I'm still hungry Kururu......can I eat you instead?"

"..........."

I'm at loss for words. I couldn't even think of any punchline which is appropriate for this kind of situation.

Xxx​

"Speaking of which, why didn't we just open the box here to see what kind of things we'll get, before putting it inside the microwave?"

It was just a mere thought coming from me in order to divert his curiosity from microwaving the box right away without even opening the wrappings at all.

"Mmmm....kay."

And now let's begin the drumroll, I opened up the cute wrapping with the note attached. Then lifted the tray on this box......

"What the hell?"

Inside this food box there's yet another note on it.

[Dear Kuruta,

I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused but it seems that I'm too busy to even have time for cooking your lunch! I left some money inside the box, please use it in case you want to go find something nice to eat, it will be my treat this time so don't worry 'bout it too much.

With love, Shizuka]

"Oh dang it."

This is practically outrageous. Why the hell did she left the money inside a food box where no one will notice unless they open it right away? Might it be her tendency as a descendant of an established ninja clan that she seem to over-scrutinize anything in addition of liking to put off wacky surprises?

Speaking of which, it seems we nearly microwaved this stack of bills because we're damn hungry, which I found to be really stupid. Who the hell want to trick us into microwaving some money instead of food!

"Hey Kururu, I'm hungry. Why don't we microwave this green paper thingy?"

"No, and please tell me you're joking."

Okay Makki, you just ate earlier and now you're asking for another helping? Just how much did you usually eat before you're fully satisfied?

Oh well, I think we should put the money into a good use instead of just mindlessly microwaving it then ate it shortly after.

Xxx​

To make the long story short, as we've been left with some money that's more than enough to find a nice restaurant and eat to our hearts' content, we left the house after making sure everything's been locked properly.

I think we'll be going to the shopping malls nearby and try finding a decent place to eat amongst the food courts there. And since the nearest place to my house were about one trip from a bus ride, both of us walked a short distance towards the bus stop. Quite a number of people had gathered in the stop, and we couldn't sit there as all of the seats were taken so we have to stand like the rest of the people waiting here.

Though the wait was pretty brief actually. The bus was already half-filled with passengers by the time of its arrival. Both me and Makki quickly skipped over amidst this crowd of people to find any vacant seats, and if it's possible it's best for him not to stand in order to avoid these molesters at the bus. You know how cute he is that many dirty old man with twisted thoughts would carelessly go after him...

.....

Damn it turns out that both of us got to stand up. Actually, we got the seating in a really comfortable place but it turns out that some elderly couple looks plenty tired and they really wants a place to sit, and so we gave our seats, standing up in place of them.

It doesn't look that bad since it's only a short bus ride towards the Mall.

Meanwhile as few minutes passed during the trip, Makki turns to me and said..

"Hey Kururu...errr....uhhh..."

"What is it Makki? Just say it right away if there's something bothering you."

He put his fingers together, with a perplexed look and a blushing face, he looks up to me and said something unexpected.

"You know...rather than having to go all the way out for lunch, you could just cook up some lunch for us at home, right?"

Huh......come to think of it, he's right.....but.....yeah. I think I seem to forgot something by the time I left the house....so that's how it was...

"Guuuhhh....WHY DON'T YOU SAY IT EARLIER!"

Yes, I practically just yelled amidst the crowd of people inside the bus.

I guess it won't hurt to spend some time outside with my cousin Makki after all...who knows we might encounter something interesting along the way?

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 3

Spoiler: Chapter 3

Contrary to my hopeful expectations, the bus ride wasn't that smooth at all. And the travel time of about some few minutes were pretty much just an exaggeration, I'm sorry. This short of travel time would only occur when there's little to no traffic. And I might have to explain to you about the scenery which my neighborhood has.

Okay, so putting it simply this housing district has many of high-class houses, in addition of spacious roads with many greeneries along the way. And about a few kilometers away from my house, we came across the main street with the bus stop on it. That's where we rode the bus. It came as a smooth ride at the start, but there's this traffic jam coming because of some stalled down 18-Wheeler Truck, probably because there's some engine breakdown going.

"Makki?"

I tried searching for him amidst these crowd of people in the bus as we've been separated due to this wave of commuters from the previous stop. That's odd, his shiny blond hair would be easy enough to spot...I wonder where he might be...

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME, YOU OLD FART!"

It was a really loud shout that I heard from the rear corner. I turned my head, along with many others, towards the direction where the voice comes.

There he is, fists clenched, facing someone who looks like a salarymen in his late 40s, his face fills up with resentment, with a dangerous glare that send shivers to many people around.

"W-what have I d-done young'un....I didn't do anything I swear! It was quite a bouncy ride and I just bumped to you....that's all!"

"........"

Makki just stares down at that man, who started to make excuses around. Well I couldn't really tell whether this man was actually lying or not, and I think it's so like Makki to act defensive all of sudden, he should learn to take it easy once in a while.

"Look there kid, do you think I had fallen so low to molest a young boy? I still have my morals you know. Easy now...go take a breather and relax...oh I've gotta go...job's waiting..."

By the time that man spoke, the bus had come close towards the next stop. Right now I've heard the crowd whispering things, and some of them even said mean things about Makki, I didn't know that people would say such cruel things it really makes me wanna scream.

There I saw Makki standing amidst the crowd, with hostile looks directed at him, and I could see him nearing the verge of tears, while the man who he accused for molestation just stood there, being completely indifferent about him. Well, now I could felt some degree of suspicion from that man, judging from his earlier words...and first of all...

"People don't usually work during the Silver Week, don't you think, Pops?"

It wasn't me who said these words. There I saw a young boy about the same age as Makki, he has a light-brown hair cut short, with enchanting black eyes that gives him a formidable look, though the beauty of his eyes were somehow obscured by his stylish thick-framed glass. At a first glance, he might look like a nerd who gets bullied a lot, but when you take a closer look, he's definitely not the kind of people you should be messing with, if you still want to live a peaceful life.

That boy spoke in a deep and somewhat husky voice that sends chills down my spine, and in instant, people start staring down at Makki, and all the whispering stopped completely.

Who on earth is this guy actually? Just thinking about it gives me cold shivers...

"W-w-w.....WHAT'S YOUR BUSINESS, YOU BRAT! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPLY?"

I could see the most obvious expression of fear in that man's face, he backs off towards the bus door. Putting out a flimsy rebuttal that would only make things worse for him.

The boy with glasses formed a mischievous smile, and walks with a carefree manner while approaching this cowering man.

I guess being yelled at so suddenly doesn't affect this boy at all.

"Good sir." the boy paused for a moment to give the man a piercing look straight to the eyes, then he continued. "I'm not trying to imply anything. But for someone who upholds the public morals, is it really okay for you to leave right away after you made a delicate boy like him cry?"

Makki isn't particularly crying, but I could clearly saw that he's trying his best to hold his tears in.

"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM? BESIDES WHAT KIND OF GUY WOULD CRY IN FRONT OF PUB---"

"Apologize to him."

"AS IF I....GYAHAHAHAHA-----GAAAAAHHHH!"

Right before he finished his sentence, the bus door suddenly opens up, and as he placed most of his weight down that place, it caused him to lose balance and finally fell off the bus towards the street, since the door leading towards the stop itself was on the right, and he stood on the left.

"WATCH WHERE YOU FALLING DOWN, YOU DUMBASS, IF YOU WANNA DIE SO MUCH AT LEAST DON'T INVOLVE ME IN IT!"

There I saw a motorcycle driver nearly ran over the body of this poor man down the streets. Though miraculously that man survived....

That poor fellow just laid there in the street without anybody to come to his aid.

And then as the bus door stops again, it will soon arrive at the next stop, which is our destination.

Xxx​

"So your name is Hojo, eh...pleased to meet you, my name is Kuruta by the way."

"Same here, pleased to meet you bro, thanks for taking care of Makki all this time."

Did he thought of me as Makki's actual big brother? The truth is, Makki's an only child and he doesn't socialize that much with people.

The boy with glasses and light-brownish hair introduces himself as Hojo, he is Makki's best friend in school. I don't know what kind of things that made them get along so well, but that can wait later. Though there's something that's been bugging me for a while lately...

Meanwhile, we're currently eating out at one of the family restaurants located at the Shopping Mall we're in. And we're having some lively chat here and there, awaiting for the food we ordered before to come.

Speaking of which...what kind of things that I do want to ask...oh yeah, that's it!

"Errr....Makki...there's some things that I've been wanting to ask you for quite a while."

"Sure, go ahead Kururu..."

Makki gives me such an innocent and playful smile while playing with his blond hair around, glancing sideways at me he goes like 'hmmm' and then he starts to intently stare at me.

"Both of you get along really well, as expected from brothers." Hojo fixed the position of his glasses around, and it reflects the ceiling light that's above us, making his glasses shine by the time he said it. Somehow, the way he's saying these words gives me chills...

"No no no it's not like that...we're just....we're just...c-c-c...."

"Don't worry 'bout that Pokoko, I could safely assure you that he's not my boyfriend."

Makki cuts in just before I could finish my words. And what are you trying to imply by 'he's not my boyfriend'! Your words only serve to make people misunderstanding things!

You sure do have a thing for making weird nicknames for guys too, like Kururu for me and Pokoko for Hojo....wait what the hell is POKOKO?

"I see, so both of you are actually cousins right?"

"Spot on! As expected from Pokoko..."

"HEY! HOW THE HELL DID YOU SUDDENLY COME TO THAT CONCLUSION.."

Oh damn it, the randomness of the situation forces me to perform another jab for all this nonsensical foolery.

....

Shoot! Why didn't anyone reply to my punchline?

"Hey Kururu, the cute waitress in maid uniform is here to bring us our food."

"Where....where?"

I looked around in order to search for the particular maid he's talking about. This family restaurant is also a maid cafe after all so all the waitress dress-up as maids.

He really does know my tastes, on how I got easily excited by the thought of cute girls dressed in maid uniform. There's also some ocassional waiters dressed in simple butler uniforms though, these guys seem to be pretty popular with the female customers...well it's not my business really...

Though in the end, he only just want to listen to things he find convenient eh, I kinda expected that from him. Makki...you sure made me went through many things in the past...

"Oi...Kurumi, it's fancy meeting you here, with some cute little boys on top of that...don't tell me you are..heh heh heh..."

T-this voice is!

Guaaah...not her again, please tell me I'm just hearing things...

Speaking of which, I forgot what kind of things that I want to ask Makki earlier...

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 4

Spoiler: Chapter 4

Upon hearing the voice of that girl, my mind drifts away toward the events happening on the past; the sounds of basketballs bouncing around the gym floor, joyous shouts of young teenagers that formed a merry ambience altogether. There I remember seeing a really energetic girl with her hair tied back into a ponytail, the visage of her reddish-purple hair that sways along with her movements were forever burned to my memories, and I could also see her athletic physique and posture being portrayed clearly through her tight gym suits, the fluid motions of her breasts bouncing around in addition of the elegant and refined movement her shapely legs made.

But what impressed me the most was her impressive feat in sports, especially during that time when the girls were playing basketball. I just sat there on the left corner of the basketball court, watching her skillfully dribbling the ball around, easily breaking through the defense with her amazingly fast movement.

And then just when she's about to perform a lay up, our eyes finally met and I felt really embarrassed while staring at her beautiful violet eyes.

Well it also amazes me how she could jump that high despite being absurdly heavy on the chest and how she could skyrocket to that height despite having an awkward jumping position.

After our gazes met each other for a split second, I had witnessed a somewhat absurd scenery. Whilst performing that which would be a sure-kill lay-up, that girl suddenly lost her balance and fell down face-flat on the floor, making a loud 'thud' sound which bears the meaning that she's actually fat in general especially on the chest area. She might have to cut that part down and sold them towards the butchery along with the reduction of her *** appeal towards the boys who love bigger stacks.

Still, it truly surprised me on how she could still managed to score a point despite having jumped and landed in such awkward position. It might be one of the most awkward point-scoring moment I've ever seen.

To keep things short, after falling face-flat on the floor from such height, she suffers from a nosebleed because of the impact in addition of various bruises in many places.

So, the teacher told me to take her into the infirmary and that's how we first met and get along together, we're just friends actually.

"Hey there, that was quite a spectacular point-scoring in a way, but you sure did yourself a big-time eh? By the way, my name's Kuruta...what's yours?"

"You can call me Touka. And I think Kurumi suits you better, don't you think?"

"No I don't, and I don't want you to call me that."

"Because you're a girl who likes to dress like a guy!"

Wait what? I'm a girl, you say? What kind of nonsense it is...I'm 100 percent guy for sure and what the heck made you think that I'm actually a girl...

Ignoring my actual response, she keeps on replying things in a way which she deem as convenient, just like Makki. And that aspect made her really annoying, and I felt really glad when I didn't get into the same class as her for this year.

In short, what the hell.

Should I say 'what the limbo' instead? Since what the hell and what the heaven were too mainstream.

Nah, nevermind about it.

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It was a big mystery on how did she kept on treating me like a girl even though I'm pretty much your normal dude and I didn't even look feminine at the least when I looked into the mirror. And I think I also got quite the masculine voice too.

Oh yeah, it seems that I forgot about something...what is it...I once asked her on why she kept referring to me as a girl from when we first met. But her response before fills me up in shock, making me completely forgot everything. Then the day after that, she just acts like nothing absolutely happened.

This is really weird.

"Oi Kurumi, fancy meeting you here."

It was Touka, dressed in maid uniform which didn't suit her brash personality at all even if she actually looks cute. There she goes, bringing an empty tray...wait, why did she brought an empty tray instead of bringing our lunch instead?

"No I'm not Kurumi, you got the wrong number Miss Meido. And why are you carrying empty trays instead?"

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What's with this pause?

"Ah I didn't know you have such a cute cousin, Kurumi."

Tch...I was ignored again.

She turns into Makki and waved at him, in which it becomes quite weird for me since I know he had never been that good with strangers before.

"Errr, Makki?"

"Don't worry about it Kururu, she looks stupid just like you so I'm all okay."

Just like me....huh...

"I....could hear you clearly....you know..."

Touka tried her hardest to restrain her voice, which made it even more obvious that she's kinda upset about what Makki said earlier.

"This is interesting."

Hojo, who sat beside Makki and was quite unnoticeable this whole time, suddenly tilts his glasses once again, letting out a creepy muffled laugh that gives me the chills.

"W-what's with this boy...."

Touka clearly had a normal reaction to Hojo's weird behavior, I also felt a bit creeped out with him too.

"By the way you had nice glasses boy, what's your name."

"I'm Hojo."

I guess she just ignored her inner fear just now, and aiming straight to the point eh. And that's really a brief introduction from that glasses guy!

"My name's Maki, but Kururu usually refers to me as Makki along with everyone else that I know."

"I already know that, you don't have to tell me again."

Touka clearly had been irritated with Makki's behavior earlier. Just to let you know, Makki would say honest things straight from the heart that will disturb some people who expect normality coming from him. And he definitely hates people who would label him as they please.

"Really? I guess it's nice being popular I guess...by the way what's your name again...you haven't introduced yourself yet..."

Makki's words began to swindle her feelings around, starting with the thing on being 'popular' which made her anger to swell up once more, and the stuff about introducing herself that made her to suddenly made an adorable blushing face.

"Ah o-okay...sorry for that earlier...my name is....Tou---"

"Hey Kururu, what kind of things do you want to order?"

Maki gives me the restaurants' menu. And speaking of which, it seems that our poor Touka had been ignored again. I could see her expression kind of turned upset when Makki cut off her words right before she could finish.

"Well, we had already ordered stuff didn't we..."

"Sorry to keep you waiting, young masters."

It was a tall man dressed in a butler uniform, he looks like a foreigner, a really cool one on top of that. He carries on a tray filled with all the food that we've ordered earlier, elegantly placing them one at the time towards our tables. I stood there beside Touka, quite dumbfounded to the level of expertise this waiter has.

"As expected from Chris!"

"He's so cool, these people are so lucky to have him..."

"Awwww....I want to hug him so much..."

What the heck was that? I turned around towards the direction of the voices to see some bunch of housewives that acts in such embarrassing manner, I would be too embarrassed to show my face in public if one of them was actually my mom. Meanwhile the waiter in this butler uniform called Chris also looks kinda annoyed too.

Maybe....

"Don't mind them, that's just my mother and her friends from work. Damn, she's such a doting parent...."

Ah just exactly as I expected. And I could see that he's actually talking to me, though I didn't really know how to answer, so I just nod my head once.

"And Touka, your shift over already, go change back to your casual clothes."

"Geez! But this maid uniform is so cute..."

"Sure they do look cute, but I think butler uniforms suit you better....I think...a tough-looking girl like you would look exceptionally suitable in that kind of uniform."

"Really...really?"

Touka's eyes light up in awe after being complimented by this good-looking foreigner, her face also blushes heavily in addition of acting kind of adorable all of sudden.

"That's just my opinion, well...I've got some other orders to take so I'll be going now. And don't forget to change back to your casual outfit, the manager will be mad at you if you don't do so."

"Okaaay...."

Chris just walked away from us, carrying the empty tray that was once filled with our orders just earlier.

Both of them got along really well eh? But for some reason I can't seem to like that guy after all, he did have the qualities of a womanizer after all.

"Oi Kurumi, I'll go and change back for a while so wait for me until then 'kay?"

"Sure, just suit yourself."

"I'll be going then..."

"Well, whatever."

At the second thought, am I actually feeling jealous because she got along well with another guy that's obviously far much better than me? What was she to me anyway...aren't we just casual friends?

Or at one point, did I start to thought of her as more than just a friend?

Meanwhile, Makki and Hojo started eating without giving a single care to what currently happened before.

Oh well, I guess I should start eating soon, man..I'm hungry.

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 5

Spoiler: Chapter 5

The meal was pretty great.

I ordered the set of a Chicken BBQ steak, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, along with the delicious side dishes of some garlic bread added with some odd dressing of teriyaki sauce, though I didn't know both of them would get along pretty well with each other.

Speaking of breads, we had lots of them at my place. My sis usually brought one pack filled with lotsa slices of plain bread, along with a variety of jam or dressing that goes with it in the same shopping bag in some occasions. She's pretty considerate of me by buying them every time she went on shopping for groceries.

I especially like eating the bread with a kind of odd combination. For example, I think these plain bread tastes pretty nice with mayonnaise added with it. Yup, just mayonnaise and plain bread alone. Also, I think it's also quite the taste when I tried adding some cooked instant noodles in between the two slices of bread then ate it right away. By the way, my sis usually got mad at me every time I tried eating the instant noodles...

No, it's definitely not because she thought it was hazardous to health.

She just want some portion for hers, and I usually just cook one portion of it each time.

Speaking of which, both of us didn't really eat these instant noodles anymore since we already got so addicted to eating these breads to satiate our hunger during irregular times, as there's many kind of dressings to choose, from mayonnaise, mustard to black pepper, in addition of many different kinds of toppings; ham slices, cheese, mushrooms, salad, and even fried onions for example.

Seriously, this house might be quite a gourmet place since both of us kind of enjoyed our cooking and experiments with out meals.

Anyway, going back to our previous topic. Both Makki and Pokoko ordered the same kind of meal, which was pretty modest in my opinion. Yeah, they ordered a portion of Fried Rice with some kind of....crab fillets on it? Though, we also order a bucket filled with fried chicken and that's what got us so full.

We got this fried chicken bucket in a somewhat convenient manner since my sis also gave me a coupon for this restaurant, it says for every certain dollars of purchase, you could order the L-sized chicken bucket for free. And I somehow managed to barely reach the required amount of it, thanks to the addition of that garlic bread and three glasses of iced lemon tea aside from our desired main course. Oh yeah, Makki also add it up to the sum by ordering a chocolate parfait.

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"Yum....yum...."

From the other side of my seat, I could see Makki enjoying his parfait right now.

And there's Pokoko who's sitting beside me, still eating his fried rice with a slow pace.

For myself, I'm already done with my Chicken BBQ steak along with the side dishes of garlic bread.

I tried offering these snacks to both Makki and Pokoko, and both of them had rejected. They said that it's not really their favorite food by the least.

Oh well. Guess this means that I'm going to have an extra portion.

And speaking about the fried chicken bucket, it's Makki and Pokoko who ate the major portion of it, since I'm already quite full by the time it had arrived, at that time I already finished my meal and the half of that garlic bread, also drank the lemon tea until it's nearly empty.

When both of them were having their fun with the chicken, I asked one of the waitress for a refill of my lemon tea. And here I am now, gulping it down slowly.

You might have noticed it earlier but I ate my meals on a pretty fast pace.

That to be said, let's just wait until they're about done with their respective meals. For the meantime I think I will pleasure myself by feasting my eyes upon the sighting of these cute waitress in maid uniform.

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Come to think of it, after I looked at the seats around me, the people in here seems a bit chatty while they're eating. Me with Maki and Pokoko, on the other hand, were deeply silent while we're eating our food, totally engrossed in our respective meals.

Well, judging from the looks of these two, it seems they're about done with their meals as for now.

"By the way, Makki...there has been something that I've been trying really hard to ask you since the last chapter...please hear me out, and I would be really angry if you cut my words right before I finish it. So let's just go straight to the point...err...what's it again? Oh yeah....about what that old geezer did to you right when we're at the bus, was it really true that he did something offensive?"

That was pretty much a handful to say, with me trying my best to mutter the words I've been longing to say up to this moment.

Makki slowly tilted his head around. And with his cute puppy-dog eyes, he began on muttering to me some inaudible words in a muffled voice. The sudden change in his attitude causes some of the people to look our way, man I could totally felt these cold stares at me.

"Pssst...psst...mom...the big girl with short black hair just made that boy cry."

"Please don't look at her, my boy. She would yell at you and make you cry, even your mom were afraid as well...."

Oh damn it, seriously damn it! Who are you referring to as a 'big girl'? I'm a completely normal guy! What on earth is happening to my world?

"And there's my honest confession...why don't you believe me....Kururu?"

"How can I believe you when I couldn't even hear what you're saying!"

"Uuuuu....please yell at me again....this feels strangely good...."

Now the crowds are setting their eyes on us with a somewhat perplexed look, thinking that we're some weird couple at some sort.

"Daddy, was the big girl an actual SM Mistress?"

"Hush...cut it out, my cute daughter....how many times I have to tell you not to speak these things in public!"

Seriously, what the hell is going on?

"Stop with the bad jokes already, Makki. I'm dying to know whether that old man really did something to you or not..."

"Really? You really want to know...Kururu?"

Before I realized it, both of our faces are getting closer and closer.

"Did you really....really.....want to know my...'dirty secret'?"

"Well whatever, just spit it out already."

This time Makki's face start to blush heavily for whatever reason I can't comprehend, and I'm definitely confused about how his brain actually works.

Then the first thing that comes to my sight...is Makki's soft, pinkish lips. And I could
somehow felt his breath on me.

"You're so forceful.....Kuru...ru....and yet I told you to be gentle...."

"I DON'T REMEMBER YOU TELLING ME THAT! AND PLEASE STOP WITH THAT KIND OF ACT, IT'S REALLY DISTURBING YOU KNOW!"

This kid....he's really testing my patience. Why would I wanted to look at him in such indecent way...wait....he seem to had a lot less resistance when he's with me. Don't tell me that after all, he's actually a very lonely person and wants me to deeply comfort him since well...we're already close enough to do....'that'?

What I mean by that is...playing games together of course. Hey! Don't give me that 'as if we will trust you, sick perv' damn it...

"Whisper....whisper...."

My goodness, it seems that we've attracted some unwanted attention out there. Bunch of people started to pop their heads on our seats, and many of them starts gathering around our seats, whispering in such annoying manner that it really gets me on my nerves, especially when I heard some of them started to talk about Makki in such insulting manner. I could care less about people talking bad things about me, but it will be a much different scenario if they were to insult a fragile-hearted person such as Makki right in front of the person himself!

I clenched my fist, getting myself ready to drive these people around. These people should learn to mind their own business. It's all of their fault that Makki wouldn't be able to be himself, ever, in public. What pains me the most, comes after I tried looking at Makki's expression again, his face turned pale as a ghost when he realized that there's many people watching him...and seem to be talking bad things about him...

"Hey...you bastards....."

"No need to do so, big brother."

This tone of voice!

As I tried to stand up, I felt a slender hand trying to hold my body back. The force within that hand wasn't especially powerful enough to actually hold me back, even if I could tell that he's trying his best to keep me from standing. And I could tell from his level of strength he exerted, that he's not actually good at fighting.

Yes, it's Pokoko who's trying to hold me back.

Regardless of my level of intense resentment, I still managed to comply to his wishes and sat back down. It's because of this tone of voice filled with authority, which holds a hint of power.

"Everyone, please return back to your seats." he fixed the position of his glasses again, and while he's at it, the usual Pokoko turns into the notorious Hojo.

His brief talk causes the entire crowd to go silent.

Though after a moment passes, there's a young man who starts talking back to him.

"Look there k-kid, it's not like we're actually being rude. It's actually such a pleasure to us on seeing a really cute couple back there. But there's a time bomb being planted...beside the blond boy's seat....w-we're j-just concerned...that's all..."

It's true! Holy....

"Well, this would be a problem if that's the case." the notorious Hojo, standing beside me, looks out to Makki, who seem to be more concerned towards the suddenly silent crowd rather than the time bomb beside him.

"So what should we...."

"Give me a minute to think, big brother."

Hojo moves toward Makki's seat and picked the time bomb. I jumped in surprise as the bomb was so close to me, and the ticking sound gets louder and louder as the time passes.

It reads 0:15, then 0:14, it's about that little of seconds left before the bomb went off.

The entire crowd went into panic, as the ticking goes louder as the time passes.

Then...

"Shut the hell up."

With an expression so terrifying, that i won't expect it to come from a young boy, Hojo stares down at the bomb, and muttering some words at it in a really cold tone. The entire crowd that's been panicking up 'til now turned dead silent...then something truly unexpected happened.

The timer went off at 0:02, and then the display in the bomb blacked out all of sudden.

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Okay, what the hell did I just witnessed?

Did Hojo managed to disarm a time bomb just by telling it to shut the hell up?

What kind of logic is this.

"Ummm...Kururu...about the secret. The old man actually did nothing to me...I just find him to be really annoying so I want him to be wasted down the street."

For a moment I could see both of Makki's eyes lit up in crimson color. Then the way he said it so nonchalantly sends shivers down my spine.

And then Makki stared down at the time bomb Hojo was holding with a gaze filled with anger, it made the entire crowd backed down in fear. Then...a red light flashes from his eyes...

CRACK!

The time bomb gets scattered into tons of small pieces all around the floor.

Once again, screw logic.

"W-well...I didn't really figure that my joke would went that far like this....ahahaha...I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to..."

There I saw the figure of a purple haired girl in a casual outfit with oversized breasts coming out from amidst the crowd. Cold sweat starts flowing down her face and it's her turn to be pale like a ghost.

Damn it Touka, your sense of humor were terrible as usual, only the downright ignorant people would ever dare to play a prank on these two boys.

"You're dead, Touka."

That crimson light that came from Makki's eyes again....

I have a bad feeling about this.

Meanwhile, Touka slumps down to the floor, terrified of what's going to come for her.

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 5.5

Spoiler: Chapter 5-5

Within my sight, everywhere seems to be adorned in red color it made my eyes hurt.

I tried closing my eyes but this blood-red color still lingers within it. Probably just my imagination but I still felt this sense of impending doom emanating around this place I'm currently standing.

No, it's already over. The massive onslaught that's so horribly macabre, filled with such bloodlust and intensity, which made the lingering sense of horror still remain even after so much time had passed.

Countless dead bodies were laid across the floor; most of them had their appearance majorly disfigured due to some unforeseen amount of events. Whoever did this must be utterly insane...who would...did such horrible thing to these people? I could hardly see any corpse that had their body parts intact, and even if there's any, the corpse would made a truly grotesque view with a horrid expression upon their death; eyes open or even ripped off from their eyesockets, their innards scattered all over the floor, along with tons of blood that goes along with this inhumane violence.

It might be some lengthy hours, or might it be even days? I don't know for how long did these incident first occurred. The color of blood that's pretty much already coagulated so much to the point it's not cherry-red anymore, only a mixture of complete blackness and red color that looks totally eerie.

The buildings were totally being thrown away in a mess, and furthermore, some hopeless victim were trapped and vindicated in such horrible manner; I saw one of them having their bodies completely crushed by the pillars. And unlike in the cartoons, you didn't just become flat by having such massive object fallen on top of you just like that...it....I have no words to say. Even more that I saw a mutilated baby down the floor, with their soft bodies being completely wrecked by the fragments of glasses that seem to fly all across the place where this what-supposed-to-be an insane onslaught were happening.

My heart aches upon seeing these sceneries. I could smell the scent of something burning inside, along with the putrid smell of corpses lying about, these morbid things might be decomposing at some unbelievable rate.

It's really hot in here. This space was totally enclosed in by the wreckage of buildings, giving me the impression of a completely narrow space filled with bodies of people dying in such grotesque manner.

I could felt my tattered shirt being drenched in sweat. Without reason, it appears I'm the only one here who was left still alive and breathing. Though I would definitely suffer some kind of psychological trauma from seeing all this. Damn it...I need to go outta this place quick...but my mind was too hazy in order for me to even figure out something.

Why am I here, and still alive on top of that? Did I witnessed the entire accident from the start to finish...but still...why can't i remember anything? Furthermore, my head hurts each time I tried to recall something.

Yeah.

As I put my best effort in it, I began to remember something...

There I thought of it as I walked through the building, trying to find an exit along the way...and eventually I came across some unexpected scenery.

Standing before me amongst these building wreckage and pile of heavily disfigured corpses along the way, there's a blond haired boy wielding a kitchen knife.

"I'm....scared...."

That was all that the blond haired boy would say, just like a helpless victim. Though based on my observations, he had only his clothes tattered, he's still alive and breathing just like me. He might be in a much better condition since I think I sprained my ankle just earlier and my shoulders felt really sore.

"Hey....kid...." I tried calling out to him, in which he responded by slowly turning his head onto me in a somewhat fidgety manner.

Upon witnessing the boy's face, it felt like my heartbeat stopped for a moment because I just seem to witness something truly terrifying. The boy's face, it was filled with fresh blood, it doesn't seem like it's his own blood by the way. And I noticed things that seem to come across; he's completely covered in blood splatters from his hands, feet, and even his clothing. And furthermore...his knife is.....

"Leave....me.....alone...."

That's all what the boy said to me, in a somewhat low voice.

The next moment, I could see the boy disappearing in a flash....

STAB!

"W-what...."

I felt something....an...ominous feeling, it hurts so much.....that I can't seem to feel anything at all.

I could somehow felt a stinging pain down my stomach. My head really hurts this time, my consciousness wavering as the time goes, this hazy feeling which made my eyes being unable to focus on what's in front of me. Though at one moment I realized something as I tried my best to glance just below.

It was the knife being stabbed right through my stomach. With tons of blood being splattered across the floor. And then...I realized one more thing....

He just violently stabbed me without an apparent purpose I could figure out.

"Ku...ku.......ku....."

A faint sounding hysterical laugh could be heard in front of me. The knife was pulled out with such force from my stomach, tons of blood gushing rapidly across the place just like a red fountain.

I couldn't feel my body anymore, just using the remainder of my strength to barely stood up.

Then as I tried my last resort to raise my head.

My gaze was met with a terrifying expression in front of me. I could see a blinding crimson light in front of me; that which seem to emanate from the boy's eyes.

He was holding the knife again, this time it's covered in my blood.

Then it all ends with a completely red scenery within my sight, as I can't seem to figure out anything more.

I might be completely dead as for now, as I'm sure that the last blow completely ended my life before I could even felt anything, not even a single hint of pain.

Well...last but not least, with all the morbid things happening out there, I'm sure that I would be freely welcomed in hell with lots of voluptuous and moe demon girls. Wait, this isn't the time to be happy...

Hey, you damn author! I'm dead already so please just end this story...

Huh...okay....okay....got it....don't yell at me that way...

Before I finally departed to the next world, here's the last words that the boy said to me just before I finally lost my consciousness...

"Kururu...I just want to touch your nipples."

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Okay, on a side note. Perhaps I'm not really dead after all.

Well...since the things you read above didn't really happen, to be honest.

On a side note, I'm pretty curious whether Makki is really a yandere or not.

Wait, he's a guy so...

Ah...nevermind about it.

Let's continue the actual story on the next occasion, okay?

That was just an intermezzo hahaha...

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 6

Spoiler: Chapter 6

"Hahahaha, didn't expect you could get away from his wrath because you just call him cute, Touka!"

"How rude! I just find his angry expression to be really moe, that's all...Kurumi..."

To make the long story short, Touka shortly apologized to Makki due to the earlier prank. Man...it's so like her to make such bad jokes on a wrong time. Thank goodness that he could control his temper this time.

At first the manager want to punish Touka by giving her salary cut by half, but I managed to talk things out so she would still get her salary intact. It won't be good if the pay cut actually happen since well...Touka's family was...kind of in a bad financial condition right now since her father was sick in the hospital and her mom had to work in addition of taking care of the entire family, Touka was the eldest child, along with having 3 young, yet energetic brothers. Three of them were oftentimes a subject for crossdressing and all of them looks amazingly cute on these clothes.....it made her often refer to her own three brothers as cute little girls.

I have to admit her brothers act really cute sometimes I couldn't really differentiate them with another girl, but I do have many disturbing situations where the three of them sat on my lap and all of them just popped on a boner. And furthermore, for a child that young an age the size of their dingdong was pretty much questionable...damn it...it gives me creeps! Why would these guys got a boner just by sitting on another guy's lap?

And so on, as her shift was already over, she managed to join up with us on our venture around this shopping mall...

"By the way Touka, why do you refer to me as a girl?"

"Isn't it obvious that you're one? That's the same way with Chris."

"Hey...."

"Her full name is Christina, and she went to an all-girl's academy. We go along way back as we entered the same middle school. She continued with the same academy when we went up to high school, while I got into your school since yeah...I failed to get a scholarship on that one Chris is currently in...the applicants, all of them pose such big challenge."

Wait...what? So that Chris...is a girl? Come to think of it, she were quite a looker despite her short hair and somewhat masculine features...and I could see that she got a really voluptuous figure on top of that, which somewhat seem to be hidden out by the thick butler clothing.

"Ah I see.....HEY! Don't just change the topic all of sudden..."

"I know...Kurumi, let's get into another place to discuss this."

We didn't realize that we're talking aloud amidst the busy hallways in the shopping mall corners. That which attracts some attention from curious bypassers around here.

Meanwhile, Makki and Pokoko were playing around in the arcade, we just left them here to have fun. Both of these boys should be fine, even a gang of Yakuza wouldn't be able to harm these toughies.

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After a while of walking, both of us had arrived in a clothing department store.

"H-hey...Touka, why the hell did you took me here..."

"To give you the prove that you're a girl, of course. Since I think some people in here know a certain person called 'Kurumi' I would call you 'Kururu' in public instead, it sounds cute and it really suits you....ehehehe...."

"T-the way you put it sounds so creepy..."

Both of us walked into a certain section, which gives me the total chills of people giving me weird looks. Yeah, it's the women clothing and lingerie....section

"Hey...hey....Saeko....I want some clothes for this friend of mine."

Touka walks into one of the female attendants, who appears to be quite a close acquaintance to hers.

"But he is..."

"She. Couldn't you tell?"

"Ah now that you think about it...males wouldn't actually have that kind of body proportion at all, she's just like Christina. But this time my eyes were completely fooled."

"Furthermore she is...psst....pssst.....pssst..."

i couldn't hear anything....

"Seriously? She is...."

"Hush! You'll ruin all the fun, yup there she is, in person."

What the hell are you talking about? I guess...I'll take my leave....

I pretty much dislike hanging around these places. Man I should go with Makki and Pokoko to the arcade anymore rather than picking up the bait Touka told me about some 'dirty little secret'. When she's taking control I'll always ended up being dragged away all over the place.

I should go to the arcade now that she's not---

"Wait a minute Kururu."

"Why Kururu...Touka-chan?"

"You idiot! If I mention her real name...."

Chance to leave again.

"Hey Kururu, go and try on this clothes in the fitting room. now."

Touka held upon me some cute shirt in bluish ocean colors with a casual-looking shirt that would reach about the knees....hmm....

No I'm not going to crossdress...it would hurt my dignity as a real man to do so.

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"My whole life was a lie...."

I got back to Touka in my casual clothes after trying the clothes, and very strangely enough it doesn't seem like crossdressing at all.

"Well you should have taken off the bodysuit concealment since I know that your actual physique is pretty voluptuous enough to look sexy in..."

"Enough...let me forget this."

"Yeah...you're right, it might trigger some kind of memory loss when you're twiddling around with that bodysuit."

Hmmm....so that's why I can't seem to remember anything when Touka started messing around with my body every time she tries to prove that I'm a girl. Wait...what bodysuit? Damn, my head hurts upon thinking about it...

"One more question, Touka. If I'm truly a girl, why did I have that thing....which other guys had, and it works out just fine you know..."

"Really? Well Kururu....I haven't checked that part out yet, but since the bodysuit doesn't work out that far by reproducing such perfectly formed artificial genitalia...I could safely say that...."

"What?"

"Kururu...you're not a girl.."

"So I'm actually a ma---"

"Yeah, you're a futanari indeed."

Fu........fuu.....fu.........uwaaaaa....

"Are you an idiot, Touka? Futanari only exists on the doujins!"

"But you're one. Oh and you forgot about the anime and visual novels, they also had featured futanari characters."

"That's not the important thing right here!"

I should stop saying anything more since many people seem to turn their heads toward us when they heard the word 'futanari'. I haven't checked yet but there's this hollow feeling right below my ding ding every time I peed...could it be....

No...brace yourself Kuruta, you're a real man and will always be.

"Still, seeing as you're one...I could somehow say how they would give a concealment bodysuit so you could disguise yourself as a normal guy. Though by some group of people with sharp observational tendencies, it all becomes clear. And yeah, there's actually a few portion of futanari in this country and people were still having problems to accept them in this society as of late, so there you have it."

"I get it...I get it....you're right this time, so please....stop calling me a girl, okay? I had enough of it and I just want to forget this. So...please think of me as a guy from now on."

"Got it....Kuruta-kun."

With a satisfied smile on her face, she just complied to my request and finally thought of me as her 'male friend'. And that way I could start to see her as a normal girl, and her playful expression just now looks so cute it made me blush...if she were to act like this every day from now on, it wouldn't be an exaggeration if I were to fall for her.

To tell you the truth I'm still feeling truly uncertain about my actual gender, but I would like to refer to myself as a normal guy from now and ever since it gives me the sense of security I always wanted. There's a morbid sense of insecurity when I start thinking of myself as a girl, there's always the feeling that someone was always after my back and he creepy stares all around me, and I didn't like that, it feels like I've been caged in a prison that's being shimmered in a blinding spotlight.

Me, who prefer to be inside a laid-back and enclosed environment when I could truly be myself, would more likely to stick on viewing myself as just an ordinary man.

Or so I thought it was.

Xxx​

"You guys are damn late! How long did you think we're waiting..."

"Calm down Makki...at least they're finally here."

I checked on the timer indicated on my mobile phone. Yeah, we're about 35 minutes late than usual. Even though Makki was clearly agitated by the wait, it looks like Pokoko didn't seem to be bothered by it at all. Rather, he seem to have this blissful look on his face just like being inside a fruitful celebration of victory.

"Let me explain big bro, Makki hates waiting because he los---mpphhhh!"

"Shut up Pokoko! You know that I'm terrible at games....uh...I said it...nooooo..."

He didn't realize that he's still suffocating his friend by pressing his whole palm up close towards the face, it made Pokoko seem somewhat hard to breathe, he looks like just one helpless kid that's being bullied. All that dignity I just witnessed earlier seem to be just a blatant lie for now...well though since we're also talking about Makki, I guess it's pretty understandable.

One thing I realized for sure, that everyone had things they're good and bad at.

..........

"So, there's a box-office movie airing soon today, and I'm going to get the tickets before it finally sold out. The queue is going to be pretty jam-packed, that's for sure. So meanwhile just wait for me, okay? I'm actually good at this stuff, you know."

After relaxing for a while by ordering a milkshake in one of the nearby stores, sitting on the resting bench in the area around the food court, Touka just jumps in the matter so suddenly, and with such energetic manner it made me jump.

"I'll pass on it, miss Touka. I've got a cram school to attend today."

Pokoko...or should I say Hojo...when he entered his serious mode, just brought on that matter in a tone of voice filled with dignity.

"Oh really? It's not good for a young people like you to be so serious you know...go boycott it once in a while and it won't hurt...I heard the movie's masterpiece it may change your whole life just by seeing it...so....gonna watch it with us?"

Hmm...this is the first time that someone's pretty much unaffected by Hojo's dignified speech. I guess she had somehow reached a certain degree of enlightenment, I guess?

"No thanks, I didn't really like movies in the first place...." as Hojo said that, I saw Makki's expression darken, and he seem to sat further from us, forming about a dejected pose. Well...I know that Makki loves movies very much...so...

"...to tell you the truth, my parents wanted for me to apply for an elite high school after graduating from my current junior high, and this evening, about few hours later from now on, there would be a test to determine the chances I would be admitted to the favorite high school. So yeah, this is really important."

"Really? That sounds like a cheap lie, Pokoko. Don't tell me....kukuku...that you actually had plans to go with your girlfriend on another movie and then do things and that....fufufufu..."

Well, she's pretty sharp, but she always took things the wrong way. That's Touka for her.

"Oh I gotta go, see you guys later, just continue on without me."

Hojo quickly skips away from us just as we finally lost our guard.

Damn, he's quick at running away. I don't know about his ulterior motives but it seems that he somehow hid something insidious from us all.

"That finally leaves you and your cute cousin huh....Kuru...ta..kun?"

It seems that she's been forcing herself to call me Kuruta all this time, it's probably because she's already satisfied with the momentary moment of truth that unfolded before her, that she thought she should do me a favor back.

She's being too hard for herself, I partially meant of that as a joke. Besides it's okay if you want to call me...that...

"You know, you don't have to force yourself...Kurumi is fine..."

"No I can't, these people would find out about you...and it would get us into trouble...rumors already circulated from when I called you by that name out loud in the restaurant and referring to you as a...."

"Huh?" Makki exclaimed as he popped his head into our conversation "What do you guys mean? it's as Kururu had an alter ego or something that's pretty 'whoa' or somethin'."

Touka patted Makki's head for the first time, then she just smiled without saying anything else, which made Makki somehow calmed down from his curiosity. That was somehow unexpected.

"Well then, I'll be getting the tickets now. Have fun you two, and please don't attract the public attention too much, okay?"

"Got it, we're counting on you Touka." and as I finally said that, Touka broke out into a high-speed dash, vanishing from our very sight in a matter of seconds.

..........

Huh, now it finally leaves just me and Makki in here...

I took a glance on my surroundings to see everything being pretty much normal to us, without any of these curious onlookers around that's trying to get in our nerves like we're just a part of some freak show.

Hmmm?

That silly Touka, she completely forgot to even touch her drink, that also goes the same for Pokoko. And as I already finished my portion, it won't really hurt to at least give myself some favor, well I've got to care for this troublesome bunch and this would count as an extra reward for all my troubles fufufu...

Then as I tried to snatch on Touka's drink, just to get back for all of the troubles she gave me earlier...

I felt a small tug on my shirt, which was caused by some slender and soft little hand pulling it down...

"Pffuu....Kwuwuwu...?" hmm...what is this kind of muffled voice, it does sound kind of cute by the way.

I turned my back around to see Makki's face so close to me, we almost kissed...dang it...I almost forgot he's actually a boy on top of that. There from about the height of my shoulders while we're both sitting together, he glanced upwards to my face and made a blushing face with his mouth still glued to the straw, sucking down the contents of the milkshake, making soft bubbles floating about it. And then he keeps on tempting me by mumbling in the same kind of muffled voice which somehow....

It kinda turns me on. Even more that his voice pitch was pretty high enough, albeit husky, for me to ever mistaken it as a girl's. Sure he's pretty feminine, it's kinda a waste not to see him dressed in cute clothes..perhaps if I could somehow ease his resistance a bit by 'taming' him in such a way he would become pretty submissive, perhaps I could...

No...it's not right for two guys to do things like this...even more...he looks really young and somewhat innocent, just waiting to be tainted by perverts like me. Uh...I'm scared now, that I think about it...I'm I really a guy after all, or am I just pretending to be a normal guy all this time when I'm actually....

"Pwuwuwu.....kwuwu.....pfufu?" uh, that was a really silly way of asking for some inquiry, at least try pulling the straw from your mouth first.

Reflexively pulling the straw from his mouth, it made him suddenly react in shock as he tried pulling back the straw again. It made the milkshake fell over the seat, splashing all over the place, drenching us wet its colors. Makki might be fine since he seem to be wearing a jacket...but well...I truly felt uncomfortable and somehow cold.....it seems like my skin starts molting just like those exoskeleton creatures.

"Kururu, quick...to the restroom!"

Somehow alerted by some mysterious thing that were going to happen soon after, he pulled my hand so hard and forcefully right away; both of us got our hands on every shopping bag on our respective seats, though there's mostly the clothes that Touka bought at the store earlier.

We kept on running and running like hell, and it somehow attracts some attention from the curious bypassers, it truly made my heart race just as I'm a criminal that's hiding something from the public eyes.

W-what's...happening? I felt like my current body wasn't truly mine at all.

But what truly shocked me was...that we're somehow ended up...at the female restroom, which was somehow empty at the moment.

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 7

Spoiler: Chapter 7

My body feels insanely hot, and my skin felt incredibly itchy that I want to scratch it with my nails so hard to the point I won't really care if it would permanently scrap it. What was once a smooth, white skin that's unlikely to belong in a normal guy has become totally wrinkled even more than an old man's.

"Ouch!!!"

As I reached my wrinkled hand to touch my face, I felt that my entire face burning at a tremendous rate; igniting a similar sense of itch, augmenting the feelings of desperation to somehow break free of this. Trying my best to withstand the pain, it truly disorients my five senses as my vision starts to get blurry and I couldn't really hear or feel anything else because of this unforeseen occurrence.

"Guaaaaaaaaahh!!! Argggghhhh!!! Stop...stop...please....." I tried screaming so much, moving my body around wildly, jerking it on all directions. There I could see a glance that Makki trembles around in fear down the corner of this restroom, never I saw him being so small and fragile as of now.

SCRATCH!

Couldn't bear it any longer I heavily scratched the wrinkled skin down my left arm with my right, and contrary to what's on my mind, it's truly just like molting. Beneath the layers of wrinkled, itchy skin, there lies a pure white luster in my arm, it looks much more silky smooth than what my skin usually looks like....it's just like

The skin of a young girl...no...such a smooth and lustrous surface like this might only be found on models who underwent some major skin therapy.

W-what's happening to me?

"Kuru...ru...."

His expression turns even darker as my sanity gets completely taken away by this itch. The mad sensation which sends me into total frenzy spreads across my entire body...before I realized it, I had already taken my clothes off, pulled down my pants, and also my undergarments. Well, it's crazy....like, stripping yourself in front of your cute and innocent cousin like that...I guess I'm being truly despicable for doing this.

Then I realized one more thing, that after I completely scratched the wrinkled layers until it reveals a new skin, the itch totally subsides.

Wait a moment, I did felt like my body gets totally hot and sweaty...beneath the itchy surface that I'm trying to get rid of. Somehow it just seem like I'm wearing an extra layer of clothing beneath my own skin.

Wait a minute, this means...

I reached out towards the back of my shoulders and touched the stacks of this somewhat ruined surface, then pulling it onward just like taking my clothes off. There a cool air blows all across my body as the skin goes off my shoulders, back, stomach, and....chest.

Somehow I got this weird feeling like there's something big and massive which was blocking the way while taking it off through my chest area, along with a bouncy sense after it managed to get through my entire chest. At that time my head still felt hazy because the hotness hasn't truly left my brain yet...until I managed to take off the entire layers through my head, throwing away what's left on it to the floor.

"Kururu.....you've...got to be kidding me...."

There I realized one thing again after I looked onto the mirror. At first I couldn't really believe it...somehow my reflection just now felt truly unreal; there I first noticed that my hair is actually much longer than my usual, my short black hair just before is now replaced by a jet-black hair which shines elegantly due to the reflection from the bathroom's lightning, it reaches as long as my shoulders and it covers some portion of my ears.

And then I look down to the chest area and felt something tightening on my lower region....

"No....way...."

Yes...it's pretty stacked. I think it's about the same size or even bigger than Touka's by a small margin.

It does look like I'm completely turned into a girl with a really smooth, white skin, from the waist above, but the thing down to my legs was still the old me. Well basically the intense itchy feeling doesn't really spread as far as down here but I guess my curiosity had taken over me as I shamelessly just stripped down the remainder of this wrinkled layers of skin.

I reached through the back of my shoulders, moving down to feel the wrinkled part and then pulled it down, watching in anticipation of what kind of mysterious thing in my own body that's going to unfold.

"Uggghhhhh....it's so weird....how.....could...."

Well....I'm at loss for words.

Behind me I could hear sounds of someone panting heavily, along with a muffled voice that sounds pretty...no...basically the high-pitched husky tone made me thought of weird things.

"Kururu.....Kururu....ahhhh.....noo....I can't look...."

My curiosity to his moaning voice made me reflexively turn my body around, in which I could felt something heavy bouncing down my chest....well I didn't want to say on how embarrassed I am in this kind of situation.

If I'm completely alone I might do some weird things I can't even write about, because it's so embarrassing and when it's finally exposed...I don't think that I can show myself in public anymore.

"No....please don't look at me....turn back....get away from my sight...why....why....I can't stop myself, it's just you....but I can't hold back any longer."

Makki now speaks in a voice that's on the verge of tearing up. Abruptly turning his back against me while I caught a glimpse of himself staring really hard at me. And I think I saw his hand moving around frantically in a sequential motion down some parts which I can't truly describe.

"Makki, tissues are over here, not that way."

Then I realized my voice just now had fully changed into those belonging to a girl, it has a really soft timbre and a kind of pitch just like one of those anime girls. How should I put it...this voice also does sound calm like my usual one while speaking, I can't really describe it.

"Oi, I didn't mean it in that kind of way you know. I'm just helping you out since you know...I can't wipe your bleeding nose in this condition." and so I spoke once again in order to clear up the misunderstanding due to my earlier words.

I threw away a boxed tissue which was inside one of the shopping bags to him, who seems to be hiding something between his legs...

"Mmmm....thanks. I thought you've become a completely different person, Kururu...but I'm glad that you're still you. I'm sorry, please forgive me...I've done this....and that...while you're not looking..."

Huh...wait...what?

Xxx​

As I continued on taking off the remainder of this wrinkled skin. I noticed that even the shape of my legs had changed drastically, not just the difference in skin tone, but there's one thing which is still there. And then as I turned around and my glance met up with Makki...

He jumped in utter shock.

"Kururu....if you're actually a girl....why do you still have that....in addition of..."

I guess what Touka was saying earlier is right. I'm just a freak of nature after all.

"That's a drag to explain...."

BANG! BANG!

"What's going on here? Open up please! We need to use the female restroom."

....

"Now's not the right time for lengthy explanations, both of us gotta change our outfits for now. But well...since you hate crossdressing after all...can I ask you this time just to deal with it?"

"Uhhh....okay....I did that horrible things while you're not looking after all."

"What?"

"Since you're also a guy back then you should know! I mean...nevermind...it's too embarrassing for me to say...."

"Let us waste no time, the ladies might had called the janitors to unlock the bathroom soon."

By the way, the restroom in this mall had a convenient mechanism in which the door can be locked from the inside, which makes it a nice method some couples use to....well I shouldn't really say it...

I put the shopping bag containing some clothes which I think might suit him...damn that Touka sure is a genius at preparing things beforehand...did she really planned this far just to save us? And then I took another bag containing the clothing stuff Touka bought for me just earlier.

......

"I'm already in, Makki. You can just go enter one of the stalls and change with the clothing I gave you earlier."

As I already entered one of the stalls with the set of clothing available, I shouted out to him from the inside, in which he replied with a kind of surprised tone of voice, then I heard footsteps and a sound of the stalls opened up, being locked, and closing again.

"Kururu....I can't wear this, it's too embarrassing."

"Well, you can do this since you're so cute after all, just believe in me who doesn't truly believe in you, okay?"

Then there was silence and a faint sound of rustling down the next stalls...it did let my imaginations run wild even in this current state of mine. No...it's just Makki, I must not think of anything weird to my own cousin...

Damn it, Im still got some issues on putting the undergarments down there since there's still that one problem since there's the thing that keeps tightening up, and it's big enough which makes it very hard to cover up.

....

"Kurumi, are you there? I saw both of you running around so I think both of you might need some cover up."

It's Touka. But where did she came from if the door was locked? I guess that's not the most important thing right now.

"No it's alright, we've got the clothes and such."

"Did you give the goth loli outfits to Makki?"

"Yes."

From one of the stalls I could hear a loud sound of something being kicked away.

"Speaking of which, Kurumi. I know that you're a fu--"

"Stop with that obscene term already, I know that I already had another one below my usual thing."

"Okay...okay...stop whining, I had something which you could use to cover up...it's made with the latest underground technology."

Who on earth are you really...Touka? Why the heck did you know everything about this kind of technology and such...

Then she rolled some kind of cylindrical object towards my stall.

"You know how to use it, that's obvious enough based on the object alone." and there she said again.

....

"Well there's one thing which I might ask, did you also bought this kind of...revealing...lingerie? How could you buy it when you didn't know my size?"

"Our measurements are pretty similar, though you're much taller than me not to mention a bit more full on the chest, muscular, and have more shapely legs. It might not precisely fit but I tried to plan things ahead in case there's something that went wrong."

"H-how did you..."

"Remember when you passed out and lost consciousness during every health examination? And how you were always told to go alone? I was the health committee
member during that time and when I saw your results...I was really jealous."

That's so unlike her to say things like that. She's very cute and had a really adorable personality, not to mention she's truly reliable when push comes to shove. The one who should be jealous of her is me.

I'm not really a girl, just a freak of nature who wish to spend the entirety of her life pretending to be just some normal dude.

"At least I'm not as talented as sports as you...no...I think I come to admire you in one way or another by the way..."

"Well that's because you spent too much time on gaming! And I'm not nearly good enough to be a pro at basketball either, come on just put it quickly and get it over with."

She seem to be really embarrassed when finishing up that line, judging by that reserved tone of voice that made her out of her usual character somewhat.

"Ah okay..." and so I quickly replied to her again before going back to this important activity I must do soon enough.

Inside one of the other stalls, I could hear Makki's grumbling of anguish.

Xxx​

Phew....at least the firestorm of situations had pretty much calmed down by now.

Meanwhile I think Touka somehow managed to calm these ladies down for whatever reason I didn't know, and they're currently waiting patiently outside. But how did she get inside if the door was locked anyway? That's one thing I wanted to ask her later on.

Really, I never wanted to go home as much as right now. I felt truly sick having to go to watch a movie for about a hour and half before going back, since I felt truly uncomfortable being in public with a body like this.

Though, thanks to the item which Touka gave me earlier, the bump on this knee-high skirt gets completely obscured.

"So that's why I got called Kurumi eh."

"Exactly."

And so Touka just replied like that right after our gazes met up with each other as I exited my stall, after I finished on wearing all of this stuff...which seems much more complicated than I thought.

Well, that's also kind of unexpected how could she got these sizes right.

I looked up on the mirror again and see that I was wearing this casual blue shirt Touka bought me earlier along with the knee-high skirt which somehow looks natural on me, though I'm still wearing the same sneakers I wore before, possibly the only thing I had right now that's a remainder of my old self. My old clothing wouldn't really fit my current body as my physique got really slender after the 'molting'.

Seeing my current reflection again, I did reminded of this picture of a short-haired girl I saw on my bedroom.

"She's Himeno Kurumi, famously known as the 'Gamer Idol' who had been featured in many shows, shown promoting the games she liked."

It reminds me back again when my I asked my sis about that picture.

....

"So, Touka...did you call me Kurumi because it reminded you of that idol named Himeno Kurumi who was frequently featured in the gaming magazines?"

"Whar are you talking about? HImeno Kurumi is y---"

BAM!

One of the stalls sprung open with a loud sound. And from there comes out...

"Touka, can I end your life right here and now?" a dark-sounding voice comes out from the mysterious figure stepping outside one of the stalls.

And then an ominous presence filled the entire room. Sending Touka into a somewhat terrified state.

I know what's truly going on but it's kinda tiring to put things up all at once within a single chapter, so let's continue on at it by the next time okay?

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 8

Spoiler: Chapter 8

"Kururu...we need to talk, with only both of us involved. And Touka, I'll forgive you this time if you could somehow buy some time for us until then."

Contrary to my expectations, Makki just came out in his usual clothing. It seems that he quickly took off the clothing he wore earlier as soon he heard Touka's voice from outside his stall. It's clearly indicated that he somehow managed to put on that clothing by the wrinkles indicated as I took a glance on the shopping bag he's holding. It's quite a pity that I couldn't really see him while he's cross-dressing.

Though there's something I realized, it's pretty odd enough for him who hated wearing girls' clothes to be able to put on and took off that gothic lolita style of clothing which I think is really a hassle just to wear one.

I want to blurt out the first thing which came to my mind, but I think Touka already realized that too, she's actually pretty sharp despite her tendency on being clumsy in addition of frequently doing so many stupid things.

"Okay then....Makki-chan. It seems like it will be an important matter...so yeah, excuse me."

With a troubled expression, Touka resigned herself to indulge any further in our moment, and then she quickly opened the restroom door a little, then she seem to be giving out hand signatures to the group of people who seem to be complaining about things.

"Kurumi...they'll give you guys a few minutes to finish."

Quickly closing the door before I could even see a single face popping from the outside, she quickly locked the restroom door, leaning her back against it. With a slightly panting voice, which was possibly due to nervousness, she tried speaking again, this time with a serious tone I rarely heard except during the moments when I usually need her help to settle things out.

"But...would it really hurt if you let me in this too? I promise that I won't interfere in these conversations. We've been together for quite some time right, Kurumi? Please trust me to keep your secrets, just like that last time."

Yeah, she's been a very reliable friend of mine for quite some time, not to mention we got along pretty well, although I still couldn't really understand her train of thought.

"How about it, Makki?"

"F-fine...I don't really dislike her..."

For a moment, I think I've seen his short blond hair being blown away by the faint breeze inside this restroom. Which led me to a moment of awe...how could a person this cute were actually a boy? Not to mention, his blushing face just now is really adorable too.

....

It's just for a few moments, but...the atmosphere around us changes rapidly with my wild guesses about what will Makki say next.

"Umm....!"

"Umm..,!"

Both of us managed to speak at the same time because of the awkwardness of this situation.

"Look there, it's already few minutes...guess I have no choice huh."

Touka, who's been patiently standing for a while now looks really restless; she quickly took something from her bag and pulls out a brownish leather jacket in addition of a long-legged jeans in dark blue color. And for some reason I couldn't fathom, she quickly walked towards me, handing over the pieces of clothing she just took out.

"Well I'm going to lend you the clothes which I bought just before...and..." she took a pair of glasses from the same bag and then she forcefully put them on my face. "Now nobody will really recognize you when you put all of these together."

"T-Touka...but why?"

"You're really dense, you know what? You will attract tons of attention with this kind of revealing clothes...with a body like that. Uhh..I shouldn't pick that up on impulse, knowing that it would definitely look good on you. Well, that aside, go quickly change in that stall over here...quick...quick!"

"O-okay, but what about Makki?"

"He'll be fine just like this, seeing he's so cute after all, I think these ladies will gladly overlook it."

"I...I'm not cute, you idiot!" overhearing my conversation with Touka, Makki suddenly blurts out a cute retort to Touka's words. Oh well, today seems to be quite an eventful day.

"That aside, what are you waiting for, Kurumi? Please go change quickly!" this time she looks really angry, which somehow sends a chill down my spine.

"O-okay...well...if you excuse me...."

As I stepped inside one of the open stalls and closed it down for a moment of privacy, I could hear Makki breathing a sigh of relief. It seems the moment of truth will have to wait once again before it finally makes its appearance.

Xxx​

Phew...

Walking in this kind of clothes does feel more comfortable as it's less revealing than the earlier outfit. At least I didn't have to worry about things anymore since I'm currently wearing a pretty thick jeans which will be very useful on hiding my bulge. And the leather jacket did its job perfectly to conceal the shape of my somewhat large chest.

Still, I felt truly relieved when the ladies that were waiting for so long outside the female restroom actually did let us off the hook this time, just like what Touka said earlier...man, I think I owed her big time with this....I wonder how I can repay her...

Oh well, that can wait later.

There's still some curious onlookers out there but let's just say that they're somewhat fascinated by Makki and Touka, both of them were really attractive in appearance after all. Guess since there's nothing much changing, I guess I'll start opening the conversation again.

"So...Touka, what about the movies?"

"Well, since I saw both of you rushing towards the restroom, and I sensed that something's not right, I quickly went after you guys...so yeah, I forgot about it."

"Noooooo...."

This time, it was Makki who said it. He seem to be really looking forward on watching that movie, that upon hearing the news...his expression seem to darken right away.

"Makki-chan...there might be some seats left in the theater, and there still some time left before the movie starts, based on the schedule I saw earlier. So...if we hurry enough...."

"Let's goooooo!"

"Uwaaaaaahhhhh....."

Makki dashed away towards the direction of the Theaters with a surprisingly fast speed, astonishing quite a number of people who passed through him. In addition of that, he forcefully pulled Touka's hand along.

Both of them started to get along well huh, that's pretty quick considering this is the first day they met up...just only for a few hours maybe.

How cruel...they completely left me alone out there.

.....

"Excuse me...are you perhaps...the famous Idol, Himeno Kurumi?"

Err...who's that? I think I remember that name...who was she again...

"Yeah, you over there, the cute girl with glasses and stylish leather jacket."

Some guy who gives quite a friendly vibe came up to me. He seems a bit short for a guy since his height were about the same level as my chest, that guy was kind of nerdy in appearance with that thick-framed glasses, messy hair, and somewhat outdated style of clothing. In addition of that, he wore kind of a strange hat which reminds me of some journalist in old-school movies.

"Me?"

"Spot on. Oh by the way, can you sign this for me?"

He opens up some kind of book he's currently carrying; the pages were filled with many photos of famous idols I've often seen in the TV, along with their autographs on the sides of it.

"This is ***** ***** who plays a starring role on ***** ***** and this is ****** ****** I do love her her singing and acting."

Well, he must be kind of passionate with his hobby to be able to talk towards a random stranger right after he met them.

"I see..."

"Well....miss Himeno....I'm sorry if I...well...uhh...." for some reason this man started to act really awkward and he suddenly reached his hand towards mine and we shook hands shortly after.

"Ah...it's been such a honor to shake hands with the idol Himeno. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Maeda and I'm a collector of signatures belonging to famous idols."

What the hell? I'm just a normal high-school student! Not really normal since I'm actually a futanari trying to disguise myself as a regular male student.

"Err...I don't know what you're talking about...you might got the wrong person."

"All of the famous idols said the same thing when their big fan tries to ask them for an autograph out in the public."

Grrr....for some reason, this guy seems really annoying, is he trying to commit some kind of scam against the idols or something?

"Okay...okay...got it. So, what's your business again? People start to look at us now and it's starting to get really uncomfortable."

Now these curious onlookers were looking at both of us, some of them gave some stares filled with killing intent towards the man called Maeda.

"T...they seem to hate me for no apparent reason. Among these were one of your fans..."

"Don't give him the signature, miss Himeno! That guy's a creep!"

"Yes he is! Just let us beat the crap out of him."

.......

I don't know what to do anymore, please tell me that this is not real. Groups of people, both men and women alike, started shouting out words which created some kind of uproar.

"Well...I don't know what you guys are talking about...but seriously, I'm just a normal high-school student. I'm probably just someone who looks like her...that's all...hahahahaha. Well then....Maeda-san...isn't it? Which page do you want me to sign?"

"H-here..."

He opened up the last page, which brought to me a revelation of shock; it was the same picture as the ones in my room. a really cute and adorable girl with a short black hair. For some reason it feels like this man were trying to take that person away from me..a person who's really dear to me.

Scribble...scribble...

"Done."

In the end, as I don't know how miss Himeno wrote her signature. I just wrote a random word which suddenly came to my mind in a somewhat gibberish handwriting.

'Dildo'

Just like that, the man reluctantly said 'thanks' to me and just walked away with a dejected expression. Just after he went outside my line of sight, there came out sounds of uproar up ahead. Nah, it's not really my concern as there's something much more important.

Seeing that these curious people already shifted their attention away from me, probably because they're convinced enough that I'm not that Himeno Kurumi they're looking for, I just walked away from that place with ease.

Somehow I've got the feeling that a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders, making my body felt much lighter than before, but that's probably just my imagination.

....

And so I quickly ran towards the Movie Theater to catch up with Makki and Touka.

Xxx​

It seems like it wasn't just my imagination that my body feels much lighter. All of the running just now really feels like hovering on the ground as my body quickly glides upon the floor's surface without any problem, flawlessly passing through the crowds of people down the hallways, just like having an aerodynamic stature which further extends my agility and reflexes.

Shortly after I've arrived on the designated place, I stopped my trail to catch my breath while wiping some of the sweat with my hands. There's something I realized soon after, that I didn't really sweat that much compared to when I was still on my male form.

Guess that's one convenient thing to have.

Just right after I entered the Movie Theater, I could see Touka and Makki sitting together in one of the seats near the booth. Makki was napping in her lap while she waved at me with a somewhat sour face. That was kind of unexpected, so to say.

"Hey, Kurumi...can I let go of him now? It feels really annoying when he rests his head against on my lap."

Guess she also had some kind of grudge towards Makki, huh. More importantly, isn't there something else that she should be saying first?

"Oi, what about the movie?"

"Every seats for all the time slots had already taken since this afternoon. All that trouble which your cousin brought to me with his excitement just before...ends up for nothing. It's kinda unlike him to suddenly act so energetic by the way..."

"That can't really be helped, he likes these 'thought-provoking emotional movies' such as these after all."

It reminds me way back in few years before today, when Makki usually came to my place. We usually watch movies together, as my sis liked to rent or buy these along the way, making our movie collection in our house to be pretty huge. Makki's parents were really busy and they couldn't really watch movies together with him since they didn't have much time to spend with him, even in the Silver Week last year his parents have to work again, leaving him alone in the house, which lead himself towards the company of me and my sis.

Speaking about my parents, they're mostly busy but they still had enough time to spend with their children. Though it seems that they're getting even more distant to me as the time goes, and I could somehow understand what Makki feels at that time too, spending everyday in solitude just like that.

I think, the reason why Makki loves that kind of movie, which brought him to love watching these things...were the aspect of emotional interaction between the characters. The way they could give such sincere affection, and how the viewers could easily imagine themselves as one of these characters during these heart-warming scenes.

In one way or another, it serves to fill the hollow gap in his heart due to the lack of love from his family, in addition of the feeling of being isolated from his school friends due to his introverted attitude.

Still, even after these few years of spending my time with him. I felt like he still had to open himself up to me in order for me to get a whole grasp of his personality. To me, how he acts and he thinks were still a big mystery.

"You seem to know a lot about Makki-chan. Well that's to be expected seeing both of you were cousins after all. If I may ask, how long have both of you been seeing each other? Just curious, I didn't really mean anything by that, of course."

It was quite a sharp question coming out of her; it feels like she just read my thoughts out like an open book before coming up with this kind of inquiry.

"His parents moved in quite a lot of places due to work. And I'm just started seeing him together since he was in the last year of Grade School. If I recall he was born and spent his early childhood overseas but I didn't know much about that, sorry."

I end up giving out more details than what was originally asked.

"Ah I see...did both of you met up often?"

"It's mostly during the holidays. Though recently since he found out that his school were pretty close to my house, he did came often for overnight stay or many other things. I could say he's a pretty good company to have. At least it feels more lively than just me and my sister alone."

"Hah, it's just exactly like I figured out just earlier."

"What?"

"Even as a girl, you're pretty much insensitive as usual aren't you, Kurumi?"

"I don't know what are you talking about."

"Sigh...here we go again."

This time, Touka gently moved Makki's head outta her lap; resting his head down the comfy surface of the seat, which is just like a sofa. She then stood up from her seat and stared at me with the similarly serious look just like in the restroom earlier.

"You know, I haven't got all day to watch over you guys, so I think I'll just take my leave for now..."

"Wait...Touka...!"

As she tried to quickly pace away from my sight, I reflexively grabbed the collar of her shirt.

"Kyaaaahh!"

It seems I've added too much power on my tug.

And since she's a bit clumsy at all, it made her easily lose her footing even on a flat ground like this. Also, it seems like the force of her body weight in addition of myself losing my balance, that eventually made both of us fell down the floor with a loud thud.

Munyu.....

My back hurts, it does appear like I'm the one who fell down the floor first and Touka's the one using me as a cushion.

Wait...something's not right, what's with this kind of weight being pressed against my chest? For some reason, it made my body feel weird..

"Kurumi....your breasts feel so nice..."

She's resting her face on my chest...that Touka...

"Shut up, you're now sounding like a dirty old man. Now you're making me..."

If she keeps stimulating me like this...I'm going to...

"Ah right, sorry...I forgot that you're one. It wouldn't be alright if your bulge starts popping up now."

Realizing this, she quickly got off me, and thankfully she did it quickly enough before I got stimulated any further for that thing below to fully react.

And yeah, it's already hard enough to clear my head of this weird thoughts. Guess I'm saved from a pinch once again. Thankfully that anyone else didn't seem to hear what we're talking about just earlier, since we spoke in a low voice that couldn't really be heard out in a crowded place like this.

Dusting the dirt from her pants, Touka tried walking past me again, this time she didn't try to run away. Probably....

"Before you left, please tell me something about Makki."

The way she acts just now truly felt out of place, it does seem like she wanted to tell me something but she hesitated to do so.

This time, she responded to my inquiry instead of trying to pace herself away.

"Well...Kurumi, since you're his cousin after all, I think you know him much better than I do, so I decided not to interfere any longer. I could clearly see that he needs your company more than anything else right now."

"That sounds pretty vague, I want a satisfactory answer from you."

"O-okay."

Now she breaks into a really adorable blushing face which would make people misunderstood us just like we're a lesbian couple. But it seems no one really paid attention to our actions after all.

A moment had passed and she finally managed to speak her words out.

"It's only my opinion, but he just seem like a stray kitten to me. Just do what you always do and you'll be fine...without me..."

After that, she turned her back against me again. Even if her words just now were soft and subtle enough for other people to hear...I could clearly see her emotions of anguish deep within.

"Touka, please listen to me."

To other people, this might seem like an ordinary quarrel between two girls. But I think this might go beyond that...really...

"W-what? Didn't you already have someone as cute as him already...I....I..."

"No, this is different."

"How is that different! You and him were just..."

"It will be lonely without you. And I didn't think that I could break free of those pinches if you weren't there....so please...stay with me a little longer..."

....

"Ahahahahaha! I don't know you're such a sweet-talker, Kurumi."

What is going on? Her serious expression just before is no more present. Though I could see that she's trying to let go of something....really important, and I could feel that her presence is getting weaker by each moment.

"......."

I simply waited for her to say the parting words, but instead she came closer to me and whispered these words which made my heart race.

"It's all your fault that you made me like this, Kurumi. Remember...you owe me that kiss...and a whole lot more of these."

It left me truly dumbfounded when she said this as her parting word.

After saying these words, her presence just now feels much more existent than ever, at least in my heart.

And then another question arises.

What is Makki to me?

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 9

Spoiler: Chapter 9

It was the sound of rustling leaves between these meadow fields which garnered all of my consciousness, focusing it throughout one point where I would stare at it with full intent, the beauty of which my eyes could give me by witnessing all these wonderful things; a sense of total freedom attained just by looking back onto the portrayed scenery along with the background sounds, which further elevates the sense of immersion throughout the scenes.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it's not a part of my own reality at all. Perhaps it's just me and my longing for freedom from this environment which keeps controlling me. And by watching the beautiful moments I witnessed by appreciating the movies, a momentary sense of breaking free from all this shackles binding me would occur. The pleasure of watching the great movies brought about a sense of pleasure, and also a part of my escapism tendency.

How I could perfectly relate to some characters in the movie, and how their emotions would perfectly portray how I truly felt at that time, the fluid and graceful movement their hair made when it's elegantly blown away by the wind, their sincere emotional expressions towards the viewers which made me truly believe that these characters were just like my close friends. It's how the actors would open themselves up to me as a viewer, that I could somehow felt their deepest sincerity whilst playing their role.

The brilliant directing, profound scenario, excellent camera techniques to further emphasize the majestic scenery unfolding before me as the movie keeps rolling on, further augmenting my enjoyment experience to the point I would totally drown inside it, with the emphasis on other things like the splendid symphonic arrangements and the sound effects with enormous depth within it, portraying an uncanny sense of realism, the collective experience involving the whole area in which you could freely observe the goodness upon watching it from the start to finish, appreciating each and every fleeting moments of life recorded behind the video camera, along with tons of work and dedication put into it, resulting in a somewhat unrivaled masterpiece.

Some movies had become so influential to me, it aspired me to keep living on, and I often dreamed of myself on being a successful director and I'm looking forward to direct a movie which would bring millions of smiles from people around the world.

This is the will of Shinichiro Maki, currently a young boy at the moment.

Otherwise known as Makki.

Xxx​

"Before we finally leave this place, I want to take you somewhere, Kururu."

Makki's words just earlier keeps on repeating itself in my head. That's just the first thing he said to me after I told him that that we didn't get the seat for these movies.

"Where? I think the DVD won't be selling anytime soon, at least not until the next month."

"I don't really care about that. Right now, there's something much more important than just immersing myself in the movies."

"......."

I didn't expect him to say these words.

What should I say, I'm pretty much awestruck about his attitude, so much that it made me dead silent.

And so on, after experiencing so many things at once inside this mall, we finally came towards the bus stop. Taking a walk all the way from the Movie Theater through the exit, and then crossing the main street road a few times before finally arrived at the stop.

Contrary to your expectations, it's not that long of a walk to me, since I'm pretty accustomed to take a morning walk down the entire housing complex during the day-offs. As much as I disliked spending the time outside the house, beside going to school and other stuff, the morning air sure feels great to start my day up.

Silence...there's only a lengthy moment of silence as we rode the bus. It's already evening by now and the sky will be getting dark soon enough. I didn't like getting outside my house when it's getting dark, as the potential encounters with deranged criminals wandering around that time truly creeps me out.

"Hey...Makki, where you will be taking me?"

"You'll find out soon enough at the next stop."

Yeah, just like what he said, we finally arrived at the designated place at the next stop. We got off the train on a some kind of school building.

"It's still open at this time, there's still people doing club activities and such at this time."

The sunset rays shone upon us as we took a briskly walk towards the building, our tall shadows moved in accordance to our somewhat rushed movement into the place where the other shadow is taking me. Makki grabbed my hands tightly as he guide me along the pathway, accompanied by the sound of various shouting which seem to come from one of the sport clubs.

"They seem to be quite diligent, are they currently preparing for a championship?"

"I don't care, please keep all the questions until we finally reached 'that place'." and so Makki keeps on pulling my hand with such force when I tried to stop for a while, trying to observe the activities of these people who were still active during the holidays.

For some reason, I do envy them, I should have spent much time playing sports to keep my shape up. Recently I kinda felt sluggish and my body gets numb pretty often due to sitting on too long in front of the TV, trying to do some grinding while playing my favorite RPG game almost non-stop, except when it's mostly meal time or when my eyes couldn't really bear it any longer...there's a lot of other stuff which I mostly done when I'm unable to play anymore but let's leave that aside for now.

"Still, I don't know that someone who loves playing games too much is actually a girl..."

"Hey, I'm not really a girl, you know? It's just...there's something wrong with my skin just before that's all."

"Don't worry about it, Kururu...you're being silly like usual. I'll always think of you as my older...brother....or some sort..."

"Hey! When you emphasize the 'older brother' part like that, it sounds perverted!"

"Umm...I lied...actually, if you're wearing these revealing clothes just like earlier....it really made me stimulated. In one way or another, I'm unable to look you in the same way again. Will you promise, that after this, you'll turn back into a normal guy like your everyday self I used to know?"

Instead of giving a reply like my usual, this time I just slowly nod at his inquiry. For some reason my face feels really hot, could it be that he's doing that thing while I unintentionally revealed my naked skin to him? Uhhh...I really want to forget everything that happened on this day!

This time we slowed down our pace similar to walking in a moderate pace; it appears that our current location was pretty much inside the remote area in this school, there's hardly any people out there and it's pretty much barricaded from the outside view.

"Ah...I remember this place."

Yeah, I used to play at this place pretty often during my middle school years, since it's pretty close to my house, back then when I played sports pretty often, it's mostly because the school's open at weekends to public and the facility's really top-notch.

Actually, I went to a different school than this one since I couldn't really pass the entrance exam, it's quite a prestigious one with great curicullum to boot.

"Yeah, back then I was still just starting out living in this country, being enrolled in this place, mostly as a part of the overseas transfer program."

Makki suddenly let out a sigh after he finished his words. Complemented by the solemn atmosphere this place gives - an enclosed area filled with trees and warehouse buildings where no one really want to wonder around, except while they're trying to seek out some 'private moments'.

"Weren't you already living here since you're in Grade School?"

"No...Kururu...it seems you had forgotten the details, it's been a long while when we first met though. Try to remember..."

.......

.............

.......................

"Was it something about the difference in curriculum?"

"Spot on."

Xxx​

"Kuruta, this is Makki...your cousin from the overseas."

It was a blond haired boy who I often mistook as a girl due to his effeminate features, he seem to be really unsociable; acting deeply silent during that family dinner when we first met together.

"Makki will be studying in a grade school in this country, he still didn't have any clues pertaining the situation in here since he's mostly spending his life in the overseas, so please take a good care of him, okay? Please be good friends with him, Kuruta."

......

We visited each other quite often since it's also during my school holidays. But he seem to be distancing himself for everyone else who tries to come near him, and when they persisted, he often yells at them in a way which truly startled even the adults. You could say no matter how hard they tried to befriend him, it all comes to no avail.

I'm not that sociable either, so I could somehow understand what he felt at that time. The feelings of resentment when people trying to get close to you with some ulterior motive you didn't know, and people would just keep coming near you even when you hate it, it soon brought upon the prejudice that no one in this world truly understands you and your troubles.

He probably didn't realize it when we first met, as he seem to be deeply immersed in his own thought; I'm also being silently quiet at that time. Though the difference is, I'm not the kind of person who dared to yell back at the elders and other people who tried to get near me, I will just nod and answer half-heartedly, making themselves the least amused as possible so they will think of me as a boring child, that they would eventually lead me alone.

And I succeed in that.

I probably never told you guys yet, but playing games had been an integral part of my daily lifestyle since I was still in my early childhood. Every time I went back along with my family, I'll try to sneak in some time between things that I had left to quickly plug in the gaming console and play it to my hearts' content. Thankfully my parents understood it, that I truly felt the happiest while I'm immersing myself in gaming.

Never I realized that through the games, it was the first time a bond between cousins had been established.

Xxx​

"Kururu...I remember when your face was so filled with joy when you were playing games at that time, it sorta made me envious, how you could be so happy while you're not socializing with anyone else, not even with Shizuka-sis."

Yeah, during that time I said the magic words which brought us together.

'I have no friends, so I mostly spent my time gaming'

"Nowadays, things didn't change much, I'm still unsociable as ever, am I right Makki?"

"You never change, ahaha..."

There's a hint of sadness in Makki's laughter. It was the similar thing I experienced after he left overseas again, when he just spent only a few months in here. People say that he's unable to keep up with the differences in curriculum, so his grades dropped considerably compared to when he was still overseas.

His parents decided to send him back again, this time he's under the care of his aunt...and I could remember how much hate Makki had for her. And how his cousins out there were treating himself as a plaything and how her aunt didn't really care for Makki besides giving him food and place to sleep, which turns his unsociable attitude into a very rebellious one.

There had been many problems which I don't want to ask him since it will open up his old wounds that way.

"Hey...Kururu...remember about the game you lent me before I left again to that place? It was your favorite game...and you tried your hardest to clear it beforehand so I could play it when I get there..."

"I just figure out that it would be boring, that's all and besides I also got a copy of these too, so it won't hurt just lending you one."

This time Makki smiled again at my words, but for some reason I didn't like where this conversation is going after all.

"You know...I didn't understand the game at all, even my evil cousins out there couldn't even play it. And so...I studied hard, so I could go back to this country...where you could finally teach me how to play it."

"Yeah, I remember it's the first thing you said upon going back here after a few years, but you actually dozed off while I'm explaining things to you!"

"Uguuu..."

The overseas transfer program.

Makki contacted his parents who were still in my country, while he's spending his time overseas by the supervision of his aunt, about the possibilities of him transferring in an educational institution which is located near my place, without having to take on the National Examination as the prerequisite.

His parents were deeply surprised by Makki's inquiry.

Because Makki was an excellent student out there, the school had granted him the privilege to enter one of the programs. His graduation in Grade School got accelerated and he soon got transferred into a some kind of cram school where he will study this country's educational curriculum, all the foundational lessons crammed within half-years' of time.

It was pretty hellish, and I'm surprised by myself how he could manage to pull it off, and on top of that he managed to get into this prestigious school.

"Speaking of which, how's your grades in this place?"

"Please don't ask...it's not my favorite topic to discuss right now....okay..."

I've got a feeling that he's holding back his words at the last moment, maybe if I wait a little longer, every truth will come out. And then before I managed to clear my thoughts out, he spoke again...

"H-hey...do you remember anything else besides that? This very important memory I hold dear, if it wasn't for that moment, I think I won't be standing here at this place right now."

"What do you mean by that?"

.....

Instead of replying right away, Makki paused for a bit; and at the same time the sunlight shone brightly upon his blond hair; with his hair being blown away by the gust of breezy wind blowing across this place.

"Listen there." speaking in a serious tone, ignoring my words just earlier, he points out his fingers right at me; at a glance it might seem silly, but for me who had known him pretty well, it shows a much different sign. "I've decided, to finally tell you the truth."

"......" I patiently anticipated his next words. Was it the thing he wanted to say back then in the restroom but couldn't find the right mood at that time?

"I know this might be a bit sudden, but...yeah...it's really a shock for me to hear the news too as it happened just recently. Back then...I wasn't able to clear my thoughts out, but this time...since it's just the two of us here...please hear me out."

He firmly closed his eyes and lowered his head, with a hint of fright in his body language. There his mouth trembles as if he wants to tell something out of guilt.

"My parents had arranged for the acceleration of my graduation, I'm currently midway in my third year of middle school and since my grades were pretty commendable to them....I......uhhh...."

"Well isn't it great, at least you're able to laze around for...."

"NO...YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND IT!"

It's been a while since Makki really yelled at me out of fury , just like what he did to all of the elderly people who tried to force their way near him, regardless of their inability to understand their feelings.

Did I truly understand what Makki felt? I don't know it feels like my heart keeps getting distant as the years passed. And now, when he's on the verge of tearing up in front of me, I couldn't really feel a thing.

I'm such a heartless bastard.

"They want me to graduate quickly so they could move quickly out of here, not because of work. It's because they don't want me to associate myself with you, Kururu...that's what makes me really angry."

"What? Isn't it them who told me to get along with you? Why....just why...."

Now I felt like the irritation in myself was welling up all along.

"They just recently knew all along that you were...a futanari. At first I was shocked when they were talking of you behind your backs just like you're a monster or something like that. And that you're using a bodysuit technology to disguise yourself as a normal guy...errr...uhhh..."

Makki starts stuttering as he tried speaking of this matter as it were a some kind of taboo. Yeah, I couldn't really blame him for that, since people still have to accept the existence of these 'futanari' girls, those who underwent some kind of mutation during birth or at other stages of growth, into becoming a person with hermaphrodite capabilities. It creeps many people out because this breed was pretty much infamous for having capabilities a normal human couldn't have...

Wait...why am I remembering all this?

"Kururu? Sorry...about what I've said earlier, if you want me to stop then..."

"It's okay...please continue...Makki.."

This time, I reached out towards his head and gently pats it, whilst playing around with his silky smooth hair. At first, I thought that he's going to be mad at me for suddenly touching him like that, but instead he gave me a really adorable blushing face, with a faint panting voice coming out from his tender lips.

"Not now...please hear me out first."

He quickly distanced himself away from my face just when it's close enough for me to get a close-up view of his profile.

"My bad."

"Well if I'm telling the main point now, you'll be mad at me, so...yeah at first when I overheard them talking about you being a futanari, it really frightens me, that you will turn out to be like that kind of monster in the horror movies...but I really want to find out, about your true self...because it's you...and if I couldn't accept yourself as you are...our bonds just before were all meaningless..right?"

......

"So when you started tearing your skin apart, it truly frightens me that I quickly averted my eyes from you, in the restroom earlier, as i felt like I'm going to meet my doom very soon. Though...what made me turned my back again, was because I'm actually hearing a really sweet and cute voice of a girl...and there I saw a really voluptuous girl just fondling her...b-breasts out of curiosity...and it made me....uhhh...yeah...."

"Okay that's enough, don't remind me of all this perverted stuff..."

"...but what truly sets me on fire was just...."

"HEY!"

i know he's referring to the oddity which separates futanari from the usual girls, that novelty, strangely enough had become pretty much a phenomenon which makes them a some sort of 'that' symbol. Yeah...'that'...

All of the seriousness of earlier had just dissipated when Makki starts talking about perverted things, which I totally didn't expect. Well he's a guy though, just like my other self...so I could understand.

"Well...all of these aside, I'm glad you're still your usual self, even while you're in this form, Kururu...with that, I won't have any regrets..."

"What do you--"

"There you are."

....

It was a voice so familiar belonging to a woman, it seems to be the kind of voice which brought about a feeling of being inside your own home.

"Shizuka...sis....hey, how do you find us?"

"Now's not important, for the moment, let's quickly go into my car, it's parked not far away from this place." saying this, she started walking towards the direction, giving hand directions signalling us to follow her. "...it concerns all of us, because our days won't be the same without Makki, right?"

"Ah..."

Knowing her, it's not wise to ask anything some sort of detailed since she hates being questioned while undergoing some important matters.

And so I held hands together with Makki, then all of us ran towards the direction Shizuka sis were going.

Somehow, I've got a bad feeling about this.

 

My Dear Cousin, Chapter 10

Spoiler: Chapter 10

"You know Kuruta, I've actually talked with Makki's parents while I was away."

Shizuka-sis started speaking after she drove the car for a while, with me at the front seat and Makki at the back.

"And what of it, sis?"

"That aside, I've overhead you guys talking earlier. What I'm saying is, I think you must be misunderstanding things at that moment. Especially the statement which implies that they're a bit repulsive when it comes to the topic 'futanari'."

"What do you mean?"

"It's more about the fact that they're being overprotective about him, you know full well what happens when a futanari gets too stimulated."

"......"

You seriously didn't think that everything written in H mangas were true, right sis?

I looked around at the back seat to see that Makki had been listening to us at full intent, though his eyes were eyeing me with such looks which sends shivers down my spine, it's not violent but it seems he had a some kind of craving similar to a hunger, or even lust..

Makki...don't tell me...you...

"There's a rest area, we'll park the car here and go eat something, okay?"

"Ah..."

I got so engrossed in our talks that I didn't realize we've already arrived at some rest area, and it seems that we've rode through a highway just before too.

The cold night air flew around me as Shizuka sis opened up the window, she then took a pack of cigarette and lighter from the car's cabinet in front of my seat. Putting one of them in her mouth, and lightning it up with the lighter, she starts blowing loads of smoke in the car; Makki and I started coughing all of sudden because we're really uncomfortable with it.

"Cough...cough...sis...if you want to smoke, can't you please do it outside?"

"Very well."

She unlocked the car doors, opening it up from her side, stepping away from the car, and then she blows a load of smoke towards the night sky; the scenery of her dyed-red hair with her somewhat stern look, in addition of the black leather jacket she wore, it gives off the impression of a woman you shouldn't be messing with.

"Kururu...it's so uncomfortable with the smoke, let's go out."

Makki, who had been silent this whole time, finally managed to voice his complaints. It took me by surprise when I first heard his voice again.

"Ah okay."

This time, both of us went outside the car; the air sure is cold at this night. Makki starts clinging to my arms with his body trembling about – it looks like he couldn't really stand the cold.

"I want to pee."

"Uh...that's not what you should be asking me, and with me in this current form we definitely couldn't go to the same restroom together!"

That's right, I'm currently in my female form right now.

"Uguuu...okay....I'll go alone."

With that, Makki paced away from me by himself, leaving me and Shizuka sis alone together; sis was still smoking the bits out of her cigar for a few minutes before finally throwing away the remnants of it towards the ground.

"You should notice it already that it was Makki who pulled your true self under the cover, seeing he's curious and such to see it."

"...."

Yeah, I do noticed it for a while ago after I got into the restroom and finally changed my clothes in one of the stalls – the skin on my bodysuit couldn't be easily scathed just by a splash of milkshake; he must have added something in there which would cause this kind of deterioration.

In my mind, I still can't forgive him for what he did just to ease his curiosity, but when I remember his face again – looking at me with such lust, and that he seem to be pretty used to cross-dressing...it truly made me warm and fuzzy instead, even more it made me tingle that I've got the dirty notion of taking advantage of him for what he's done earlier.

....

And there was silence again before Shizuka sis started taking out another cigar.

"Shouldn't you stop smoking? It's not good for your health, you know...women who smoked a lot wouldn't be able to have a healthy child."

"Who cares anyway? It's not like I want to be a mother anyway, or have a relationship on top of that – I just wanted to be free, that's all."

Me and Shizuka sis had a huge age gap that's about seven years apart, even more than me and Makki, who's about two years younger than me. I couldn't really understand what she thought at all, seeing that she's already a grown up when I was still a kid. There was once a time when she starts arguing with our parents alot, mostly about how she declines the prospect of marriage and forming relationships – that she always wanted to become a free woman.

Being able to have a romantic time with everyone she desired in mind, but not much as to form a strong bond of romance – she always hated the commitment in relationships, that it's really dull just to be with one partner.

In the end, our parents had pretty much given up on her, they still speak to her like usual, although it's in a really distant way to me. I could tell that a rift had been formed between our parents and their daughter, the one that won't ever be filled again – unless one of the sides decide to finally acknowledge the other. And by that, I'm saying that our parents were still angry about the path which Shizuka sis choose, they will keep alienating her until she breaks down and could easily be placed under their control.

"You see...it might not be appropriate to call you Kuruta anymore, seeing that you're currently a girl on top of it all."

"I don't mind sis, I'm still the old me so feel free to call me that."

"Ahahahahaha!"

"Hey! What's so funny?"

Shizuka sis started laughing out of the blue, still holding out the cigarette without lightning it up. Then she started walking up closer to me; the pungent smell of cigars from her made me reflexively cover my nose with my hands, though she pretty much ignores it rather than taking it as an offensive sign.

"You know...Kuruta, I might stop smoking forever if you....pssst...psttt....psst...with me, I've always fantasized about doing it with a futanari."

"N-no way...and no you can't do it!"

If we did it, this story will pretty much become R-Rated!

"Sigh...you're right, that's probably what Makki feels to, I could really feel it by looking at his 'horny' expression."

Sis...please don't use these vulgar terms, please?

"Well, he's probably went out towards the restroom so he could fap himself off until he's finally satisfied."

Ah! You finally said it...you finally said it! Oh man, what am I going to do now?

"Kuruta, don't you understand? It's partly your fault that I can't be attracted to people strong enough to form a relationship with them, most of them would definitely be boring, because I already been with you for a long time now, right? Please understand, I really want to do it with you so much for a long time now."

"AT LEAST PLEASE WAIT UNTIL MY 18th BIRTHDAY!"

Uh, I finally said it too.

"Isn't the age of consent of this country 13 or 14? That means you can do it with Makki if both of you consented on it..."

"Ummm...what are both of you talking about? Uhh...I don't understand...mmhhh..."

And behind us, Makki was standing with his face fully red. Yes, I think he's definitely lying, he must had understood what we've been talking about, otherwise he wouldn't have that kind of expression on his face.

Xxx​

"Kuruta, if you didn't told me to smoke outside, I probably won't be considerate enough to do it, even if it would make you irritated."

"Why?"

"In this world, you can't get anything you want if you're being too considerate of others. Sometimes it's better to wait until they start acting assertive before you finally decided when to stop, you get what I meant?"

"No, not in the slightest."

"Sigh...to put it simply, it's just like between Makki and his parents. You do realize that they were acting out of selfishness, didn't you? It's just seem that way, and the only way to make them stop was for Makki to speak his mind out."

".....I guess you're right about that."

Instead of heading back to our homes, we took another way towards Makki's house; it was quite a spacious house with western-styled architecture which resembles a small-sized mansion, still it's the kind of place that only the wealthy ones could get.

"Before Makki finally comes back after talking things out with his parents, I have a story which I wanna tell you, in order to make you understand about what's going on, it made me really shocked myself when I first heard it from Makki's mother."

"Okay."

"First of all, what kind of motive is strong enough to keep his parents moving on the workplaces? At first I wasn't too surprised when they first stated that it's because of the unreasonable job requirements of the company, but what astonished me is they're not moving places because their company requires them to do so – they simply changed jobs every so often and moved into different places whenever they feel like it. Now that sounds fishy, and moreover, his father was getting restless about it lately, I believe the truth should have come up soon enough before it's too late."

Huh? Now that you mention it...

"I couldn't think of the reason why Makki's father couldn't stay in one place and one job for a long time. And so today I came to his wife in order to ask about the problem, and guess what I've found?"

"Well Shizuka-sis, I have no idea."

She lights up another cigar and blows the smoke outta it again whilst leaning beside me against her car which were parked in front of the house, and with a playful grin, she goes on to announce the moment of truth.

"Makki's father is a futanari just like you, Kuruta."

"WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS..."

"Pssst...keep your voice down...let me start from the beginning, okay?"

Xxx​

It was back in the afternoon when Shizuka sis went to visit Makki's parents just to confirm her suspicion about what's truly going on. It seems like she had received Makki's message beforehand that he's going to leave this country soon after the 'accelerated graduation' process.

In short, Shizuka sis had received Makki's message ahead of me, and it implies a favor that he wants her to do something about it, since she's the one whom he placed full trust with. She's always been a reliable person and I could see that.

Makki's mom, let's say Ms. Shinichiro, told her a shocking story that Mr. Shinichiro was actually a futanari disguised as a normal guy from the usage of the bodysuit technology. But it seems that he couldn't really hid his true form for so long, you see – I understand a bit about the technology that it could only conceal your presence for a short while, let's say three months to six months, so you should change it regularly.

And those with an originally voluptuous body would have a big problem on trying to hide it as the few months passed, their skin will start to get exposed and the co-workers will start to look at them differently – they will realize that something went wrong with him.

Shizuka sis showed me a photo of a really beautiful woman with a shoulder length blond hair and a shapely figure just like a model, she looks really adorable, and beside her was a brown haired woman which gives a homely look who I'm pretty familiar with as Makki's mom.

"The one beside Makki's mother is actually the true form of Makki's father, you wouldn't ever think that stern looking old man were actually a youthful looking girl who's perfectly fit to be a cosplayer?"

"It doesn't even make sense at all, sis."

I still can't believe it...not in the slightest.

And so, Shizuka sis said to me that, within a few months the co-workers had different looks in their eyes as they started to observe each and every of Mr. Shinichiro's actions. It made him feel truly uneasy about how he started to look suspicious, and so he changed his old bodysuit every time in addition of changing jobs, most of the time since he couldn't find those job who were suitable enough for him, and were far enough that he didn't have to meet his old co-workers, it made him resentful enough to quickly move away from that city.

"That sounds pretty bogus – I mean, if Mr. Shinichiro was actually a futanari from birth, wouldn't he got accustomed it already?"

"I would say the same thing to you, Kuruta. You know there's still a belief that the society in general couldn't really accept the futanari as they were."

I stood silent when Shizuka sis said that.

"You know, the futanari mostly had their development around the adolescent age, that's the time you first started wearing bodysuits. Just before that, you just looked like an androgynous boy to me. In Mr. Shinichiro's case, I don't really know, but it seems that for some cases, the futanari would only start the secondary stage development of appearance when they were subjected to sexual stimuli, and it seems that Makki's father were one of these 'totally reserved' people."

"They must have been through a lot, huh."

"You bet."

At first, it was pretty much out of his father's selfishness which made him have to went through many unpleasant things. But then I started to understand things, it's not easy for an attractive person like this to conceal themselves; people would pretty much lust for them and they longed so much to have a taste of their body, regardless whether they're sane or not. The *** appeal were at the state where people would start to get drunk over it.

"Hey Kuruta...do you think Makki will turn out the same way as you too? seeing as he had the futanari genes in him."

"I don't know, neither of our parents were futanari so I'm not really sure how did I end up with this body."

"Well, in your case, the doctors said it's a some kind of rare genetic mutation of recessive genes. Our family had been infused with a long bloodline of futanari you know."

"I see..."

Things were getting a bit complicated lately.

And before we knew it, our lengthy talk were suddenly stopped when the door to that house were finally opened, and from inside it, Makki finally stepped out.

"Sorry to keep you guys waiting."

Xxx​

I think, if Makki were actually a futanari, it might be hard for him to keep on living like this, seeing as he's mostly reserved around people. That's probably why they wanted him to stay away from me because I'm possibly the one who would give Makki the stimulus for him to underwent a 'change' which would made things uncomfortable.

"So, Makki..what did you tell them?" this time it's Shizuka sis who were asking him questions

"It's a secret, the most important thing is, that I'm finally able to live with you guys regardless of their decision to leave or stay."

This time it's Makki who's been sitting in front, and me in the back seat. We're mostly chatting about our everyday stuff, but not that much as it would distract Shizuka sis while she's driving.

"You know Kururu...it might be a bit late for me to say this but please take care of me, okay?"

"Same for me too."

Saying these kind of things during this moment somehow feels odd enough.

....

And so, time passes by like a flash as we start chatting around during the trip back to our home. At first it made me felt a bit annoyed as I probably won't be able to play my games in peace anymore, but at the same time it made me felt relieved that Makki could spend the entirety of his days as a normal student in here and graduate at the same time like everyone else.

"So, what are you going to do now that you're mostly free at the moment, Makki?"

"I don't know, when's the entrance exams for your high school, Kururu?"

"The first wave's going by this winter, probably around November or so, why do you ask?"

"Nothing...it just feels nice to attend the same school as you for the first time, ahaha.."

"Hahaha..."

Shizuka sis just smiled at us, though she couldn't really focus herself on our current conversation as she's also trying to drive us back home. Meanwhile, it's pretty much decided that Makki's parents did approve of Shizuka sis as his guardian, since they were pretty much busy enough to deal with his academic business in which either his parents or guardian need to attend.

Contrary to many other adults out there, Shizuka sis won't concern himself too much with work, she rather spend her time hanging around with her friends to make themselves feel better, listening to their troubles and giving them the crucial support they needed the most. It's not about becoming successful by amassing tons of wealth and fortune for her.

I's by giving her best to people whom she cared about.

That's what I liked the most about her. And I'm confident that she would be perfect for Makki, to give him the affection he truly longed for. And no matter things may seem, he won't be alone anymore because there will be someone else who would lend their shoulder to him.

Xxx​

And so, we've finally arrived at our home. The clock currently shows up that the time's currently 9:30 PM, and neither of us were regularly asleep at that time – well I don't really know about Makki but the last time he spent in here, we managed to get through the midnight just by having fun and messing around the house, it made me overslept the next day.

After Shizuka sis unlocked the door to our house, Makki quickly runs inside after quickly throwing his shoes off towards the entrance, for whatever reason I couldn't figure.

"He might be checking out whether its true or not...about his possibility of turning into a futanari from his current condition."

"What?"

"Don't worry 'bout it, I already have things arranged out in case the worst might happen, for now let's just enjoy our days as usual, shall we?"

"Ah..yeah..."

Again, it's just me and Shizuka sis out there, standing in front of the entrance's door. For the first time, being alone with her on this night feels rather different than usual, it's just like...after seeing a different side of her today, I started to think rather differently about her, in a good way of course.

"By the way sis...there's something I want to ask you before we get in."

"What is it?"

"About the girl named Himeno Kurumi, who is she?"

It really bothers me how people mistook me for her, and that my reflection I just saw at the restroom just before, shows a really striking resemblance to her.

"You know, you're pretty silly not to realize something already. But let me say this...Himeno Kurumi is a really close friend of yours, Kuruta. She managed to help you during your greatest crisis of identity, along with so many other things. If you want to thank someone that you're still alive as for today, do thank her with all your sincerity.

Shizuka sis is right.

When I remember that girl, my heart began to race, and there's a feeling which brought about a heavenly kind of warmth from within.

"Umm...if a girl as nice as her truly exist, I want to have her as my girlfriend, but where is she? I want to see her so much."

"Listen there, even though you said 'where is she', Himeno Kurumi will always be right there, at the place so close to yourself, but you're truly dense enough not to realize her presence already." then she points out her finger right at my chest "She's right there."

"I still can't see her."

"Sigh...you already realize that she's already more than just a girlfriend or lover to you, right? Well then, I'm already tired...good night Kuruta."

Soon after, she walked right inside the house and closed the door, leaving me completely alone, pondering about what should I do next, and for who should I prepare my heart for.

Until then I'll be looking forward to spending my days with everyone. It's too soon for me to decide who I would set my heart's on, or probably I'm not suited for committed relationships after all.

I'm still wondering how can I meet this girl called Himeno Kurumi, but maybe I'm too dense in order to realize something. Probably I should start to notice things around me in order to uncover this girl's true identity.

Well then, I think now's a perfect time for Makki to cross-dress in front of me, I'll be looking forward to see what he would look like.

And so with evil thoughts in mind, I started to plot things in order to get back at what 'My Dear Cousin' did earlier to me after getting inside the house.

Getting back at him In a 'good and pleasurable' way of course.

But that can wait later, I still got to play the games again for now.

So yeah, I guess that's it for the moment.

The End​

 

And that's it for the series titled My Dear Cousin

It's been a really fun time writing these chapters, thanks for being with me thus far, hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it

 

Blog Sang Penulis Anonim, Bab 1

Spoiler: Bab 1

Bab 1 : Perkenalan

Pada saat yang berbahagia ini seharusnya aku memperkenalkan diriku terlebih dahulu, tetapi hal ini rupanya tak akan terjadi pada kesempatan ini; karena aku hanyalah seorang penulis anonim – tak bernama, ataupun diriku sangatlah pemalu sehingga untuk memberitahukan pada pembaca siapa namaku saja membuatku sangat enggan. Sangat aneh, ini merupakan suatu anomali yang tak disangka-sangka, terlebih lagi karena aku selalu memperkenalkan karakter utamaku di bagian paling awal cerita, tetapi aku merasa begitu takutnya untuk memperkenalkan diriku sendiri!

Arata Shiozaki, Kurt Leibniz, Kirk Thompson, maupun seorang yang bernama Kuruta - aku selalu memperkenalkan mereka pada awal-awal cerita, dan mereka seperti tidak terlihat malu-malu sama sekali untuk membicarakan siapa diri mereka.

....

Halo, namaku Arata Shiozaki atau biasa lebih dikenal dengan julukan 'dokter cabul' lantaran diriku adalah seorang yang sangat cabul sehingga mendapat julukan 'dokter'! Aku sangat menyukai suatu hal yang provokatif meskipun diriku hanyalah seorang perjaka kesepian yang butuh kasih sayang dan haus akan belaian seorang wanita, ataupun seorang Trap yang genit dan menggemaskan.

Aku bekerja sebagai seorang kepala gudang yang dipilih karena aku paling ahli dalam soal berkelahi diantara para anak bawang yang sok jago itu, dan akulah satu-satunya orang di tempat ini yang setidaknya mempunyai pengetahuan untuk mengoperasikan beberapa piranti lunak pada komputer, dan juga punya pengetahuan yang bisa dibilang 'cukup' mengenai bahasa pemrograman sehingga aku bisa setidaknya membuat beberapa program sederhana, ataupun mempekerjakan tenaga freelance seperti para programmer untuk membuat aplikasi pendataan inventori gudang.

Meskipun diriku masih bisa dibilang kurang mampu untuk membuat program secanggih itu, aku setidaknya cukup punya gambaran mengenai instruksi apa yang harus aku berikan pada para programmer tersebut, sehingga aplikasi yang telah dibuat akan sesuai dengan yang kuinginkan.

Mungkin aku terdengar sedikit sombong dalam memperkenalkan diri, tetapi ketahuilah, aku tidak mengada-ada loh.

...

Singkat kata, beginilah salah satu contoh dimana aku memperkenalkan salah satu tokoh utama dalam cerita, terutama para karakter Protagonis, dan hampir semua Bab yang kutulis selalu menggunakan sudut pandang orang pertama, terutama dalam proses pengenalan karakter yang kelak akan mendapat porsi yang begitu banyaknya dalam cerita tersebut – lantaran banyaknya bobot narasi dan sedikitnya bobot deskripsi, sehingga porsi cerita dalam suatu Bab seringkali bertitik tumpu pada narasi karakter tersebut, ketimbang penjelasan mengenai apa yang terjadi dalam cerita.

Bagaimana tokoh-tokoh lain dalam cerita tersebut bertindak selain tokoh utama yang mempunyai hak istimewa untuk membawakan narasi, deskripsi mengenai latar tempat, waktu, atmosfir, dan suasana-suasana yang beragam sehingga dapat dengan mudah dibayangkan secara detil oleh diriku, dan terutama para pembaca.

Yah, harus kuakui bahwa diriku sangatlah lemah dalam menulis deskripsi. Lantaran pengalaman menulisku dimulai dengan menuliskan buah pikiran pada halaman-halaman suatu buku tulis sebagai pengisi waktu luang yang sangat menyenangkan, sehingga diriku menjadi terlalu terbiasa dengan gaya menulis seperti ini.

Dan hal tersebut kerapkali membuatku berpikir.

"Ah, cerita ini hanyalah suatu bentuk perwujudan lain dari catatan harian!"

Dan hal inilah mengapa diriku gagal, sangat gagal, dan aku rasa diriku mungkin sudah agak terlambat dalam menyadari hal ini. Tetapi setelah kupikirkan lagi, sebenarnya tidak ada kata terlambat dalam hal belajar. Ya, ini adalah suatu petuah berharga yang akan menjadi landasan bagi diriku untuk memulai suatu lembaran baru dalam kehidupanku.

Aku masih menyadari kemampuanku yang sangat kurang dalam menjelaskan sesuatu hal yang bersifat konkrit dengan kata-kata yang cukup sederhana untuk dimengerti. Meskipun diriku ingin menjelajah suatu ranah penceritaan dengan menggunakan metode simbolisme sederhana untuk menyalurkan pikiran secara lebih ekstensif, tetapi entah mengapa aku sangatlah malas dalam mempelajari hal ini.

Sekali lagi, mungkin rasa malas inilah yang membuatku kerapkali gagal untuk sekian kalinya. Tetapi hal ini tak akan membuatku patah semangat untuk terus belajar, setidaknya karena aku mempunyai teman-teman sealiran yang juga gemar menulis, dan juga dukungan dari seorang paman yang sangat kuhormati. Kalau saja aku tak pernah bertemu dengannya seumur hidupku, mungkin aku akan langsung menyerah dan tak akan pernah menghasilkan suatu cerita apapun.

Terima kasih paman, oleh karena dukunganmu lah aku akhirnya dapat menamatkan sejumlah cerita yang kutulis dengan susah payah. Dan meskipun cerita-cerita tersebut hanyalah suatu karya jelek yang tak layak dibaca, kelak aku akan menulis suatu cerita yang dapat membuatmu bangga padaku, suatu saat nanti.

Ah, tidak terasa bahwa aku ternyata telah memperkenalkan diri, meskipun hal itu terjadi secara tak disengaja, dikarenakan aku terlalu terbawa atmosfir sehingga hal ini pun kerapkali terjadi ketika aku menulis cerita, dimana topik awal pada narasi bisa melayang tanpa arah.

Okelah kalau begitu, karena aku telah selesai memperkenalkan diri, marilah kita akhiri Bab ini. Dan satu lagi, aku ini hanyalah seorang penulis tak bernama jadi jangan tanyakan namaku lagi ya?

 

Sedih amat tulisan akhirnya

 

kok bisa tiba2 jadi sedih ya, padahal pas menulis nya itu gak dalam perasaan sedih kok

anyway, thanks udah komen ya

 

Blog Sang Penulis Anonim, Bab 2

Spoiler: Bab 2

Bab 2 : Kisah Hidup Seorang Penulis

Ini hanyalah suatu kisah sederhana dari keseharian seorang penulis tak bernama. Suatu bentuk kehidupan yang tak tentu arah, tanpa masa depan yang jelas, yang ada hanyalah secari kertas dan pena di tangan, beserta semangat yang membara untuk menuliskan buah pikiran dalam suatu bentuk cerita.

Ditemani dengan secangkir kopi hangat dan juga alunan musik dari acara radio tengah malam, sang penulis terus mencurahkan berbagai gagasan yang muncul di kepalanya sewaktu menggoreskan kata-kata diatas suatu media yang putih bersih tanpa noda.

Semenjak pagi hingga sore hari, pikirannya terus dipenuhi dengan kesibukan sehari-hari sehingga tak cukup waktu baginya untuk terus menulis, dan hal ini pun kerapkali membuatnya gelisah lantaran rasa jengah yang terus menumpuk, mengenai kewajiban untuk menyelesaikan segala tanggung jawab yang dilimpahkan serta-merta tanpa memandang apakah ia sanggup melakukannya atau tidak.

Sampai akhirnya tiba malam hari, dimana ia dapat bebas mencurahkan segala kedongkolan yang dialaminya selama ini, dan menghasilkan puluhan lembar tulisan serba berantakan. Dari kumpulan ide tersebut, akhirnya penulis itu dapat menghasilkan suatu cerita mengenai perjuangan seorang lemah tak berdaya yang ingin merasakan udara bebas.

Xxx​

Ini adalah kisah seorang anak kecil yang dimasukkan ke dalam penjara karena kesalahan yang tidak ia buat. Di penjara tersebut, ia dipaksa untuk mengikuti peraturan tanpa mempertanyakan apakah peraturan tersebut baik atau tidak untuknya. Tidak ada kebebasan untuk memilih jalan yang dapat ditempuh, karena semua ini hanyalah berujung pada kematian.

Suatu pendidikan yang berfungsi untuk membunuh jiwa seorang manusia berkehendak bebas, menjadikan orang tersebut seperti sebuah robot tak bernyawa, yang hanya bisa mengikuti peraturan yang ditetapkan seperti budak.

Tidak, seorang budak pun nasibnya tak akan setragis ini. Karena tuan-tuan tanah yang mempekerjakan mereka setidaknya memperlakukan mereka seperti seorang manusia, meskipun terkadang mereka dimaki dan dihujat dengan semacam panggilan yang digunakan untuk hewan ternak.

Anak tersebut kerapkali bertanya "Mengapa aku ditempatkan di sini?" tetapi ia tidak bisa berteriak maupun berbisik mengenai keluh kesahnya karena ia terlahir sebagai orang bisu, dan orang-orang disekitarnya menganggap bahwa dia menderita keterbelakangan mental lantaran tak mampu berbicara.

Ingin sekali rasanya anak itu menangis lantaran segala kesedihan yang dirasakannya, mengenai suatu bentuk kehidupan yang sungguh tak adil. Tetapi apabila ia menangis, para penjaga akan memukulinya sampai memar dan berdarah, memaksanya untuk bungkam dan menghentikan air mata yang terus mengalir deras.

Sebenarnya ia tidak pernah dipukuli karena sejauh ini ia telah berhasil membendung emosinya. Korban pemukulan bertubi-tubi itu ternyata adalah seorang anak perempuan yang tak tahan akan perlakuan yang semena-mena dari penjaga, dan setelah dipukul sampai mukanya menjadi penuh memar, anak perempuan bertubuh kecil yang terlihat hampir mati itupun akhirnya diperkosa oleh para penjaga bertubuh kekar sampai pada akhirnya ia meninggal secara tragis.

Hal itu terjadi di depan si anak yang tak mampu berbicara, dan pada akhirnya ia hanya bisa bergumam.

"Para penjaga itu ternyata benar-benar seperti gorilla ya, dan mereka ternyata juga pedofil gila...ah tempat ini benar-benar seperti neraka saja."

Hari berganti hari, bulan berganti bulan, sampai pada akhirnya telah satu tahun berlalu. Suatu tahun dimana anak tersebut telah menyaksikan berbagai macam kenistaan yang terjadi di tempat ini.

"Hei bocah, apakah tempat ini seperti neraka bagimu? Ah iya, kau tidak bisa berbicara ya, aku sampai lupa. Kalau begitu pasang telingamu baik-baik apabila kau ternyata tidak tuli, aku punya suatu cara bagimu untuk bebas dari tempat ini. Meskipun mungkin cara ini sangat menyakitkan, cara ini sangatlah mujarab bagi kita untuk merasakan udara bebas di luar sana, bagaimana menurutmu?"

Anak tersebut menganggukkan kepalanya berkali-kali tanda setuju, setelah dibujuk seorang pria paruh baya sewaktu mereka bertemu di suatu tempat yang terpencil dari pengawasan para penjaga.

"Dengan ini kita akan menjadi martir. Marilah kita menuju ke surga bersama-sama, menjadi pelayan sejati untuk tuan yang agung dan memiliki rasa belas kasih kepada para budaknya." ucap pria paruh baya tersebut sembari menodongkan pistol revolver ke arah wajah anak tersebut.

......

"Apakah aku akan mati? Tak apalah, lebih baik diriku mati saja daripada hidup seperti ini. Aku tak takut, karena di hadapanku telah terlihat suatu gerbang yang sangat indah dan megah..."

DOR!

Suara letusan pistol yang menggelegar, pada akhirnya membuat kepala anak tersebut pecah berantakan, tetapi pada akhirnya tubuh anak tersebut tetap berdiri tegap meskipun kepala nya sudah pecah lantaran terkena tembakan pistol revolver dari jarak dekat.

Pria paruh baya tersebut pun menggigil ketakutan lantaran melihat suatu pemandangan yang menyeramkan di hadapannya. Tubuh seorang anak tanpa kepala, bersimbah darah, yang menjulurkan tangannya untuk....

...

Suara teriakkan yang membahana dari seorang pria dewasa terdengar di seantero blok penjara. Dan keesokan harinya semua orang di blok tersebut terbunuh secara tragis, meninggalkan kumpulan mayat bergelimpangan.

Suatu hal yang pasti, hampir tidak ada potongan tubuh yang utuh, dan seringkali terlihat bahwa isi perut mereka berhamburan keluar.

...

Di sisi lain, mungkin si anak sedang merasakan kenikmatan menjadi seorang budak di bawah seorang tuan yang baik, tanpa harus mengetahui apa yang tubuhnya lakukan di dunia sana.

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Keesokan harinya setelah menyelesaikan cerita tersebut, sang penulis bunuh diri dengan menembakkan pistol peninggalan kakeknya ke kepalanya sendiri, dan ia ditemukan tewas secara mengenaskan di tempat kerjanya setelah ia meminta ijin pada rekannya untuk 'pergi ke kamar kecil'.

Dan hal ini membuatku bingung, mungkinkah sang penulis iri akan nasib yang dialami anak tersebut, dan memutuskan bahwa ia harus mengabdi pada tuan yang sama sehingga ia melakukan hal demikian?

Entahlah, lika-liku pikiran seorang penulis tidak bisa kumengerti sama sekali.

 

Blog Sang Penulis Anonim, Bab 3

Spoiler: Bab 3

Bab 3 : Fiksi Tak Bermakna, Kehidupan Tanpa Arti

Awal mula alam semesta ini berawal dari ketiadaan dan berakhir dengan ketiadaan juga, bagaikan suatu siklus yang dimulai dari nol dan kembali menuju nol. Dengan kata lain, tidak ada perubahan sama sekali, hal ini hanyalah suatu kehidupan yang sia-sia.

Pada hari pertama, penulis menciptakan sebuah titik.

Titik tersebut diciptakan dengan menuliskan suatu deskripsi singkat mengenai awal mula munculnya titik tersebut.

Penulis bersabda "Jadilah titik." maka titik tersebut pun tercipta.

Tetapi semangat tarsok pun bergelora, dan penulis pun melihat bahwa segala yang ia lakukan pada hari itu baik. Setelah menciptakan sebuah titik pada hari tersebut, ia pun puas dan menjadi tarsok hingga hari berikutnya pun tiba.

Pada hari kedua, penulis menciptakan sebuah garis.

Tetapi karena penulis sedang tarsok kembali, yang ia tuliskan hanyalah.

"Jadilah garis."

Maka garis itu pun terbentuk, tidak tahu garis yang seperti apa, yang penting apa yang dikehendaki penulis dalam cerita tersebut, pasti terjadi, bisa melalui proses maupun terjadi secara instan tanpa logika sama sekali.

Ya, penulis sangatlah berkuasa di dalam ceritanya sendiri, tidak ada seorang pun di dalam dunia ciptaan miliknya yang dapat menentangnya, dan ia bisa melakukan segala hal yang hanya dapat dibatasi oleh imajinasi belaka, dan satu lagi, itu hanya akan terjadi di dalam ceritanya sendiri loh.

Meskipun di dalam dunia fiksi miliknya, penulis dapat bertindak layaknya Sang Pencipta dengan kuasa yang teramat sangat besar, dalam kehidupan nyata ia tetaplah seorang manusia biasa yang sering fap sembari menonton kartun yang berisi kumpulan bocah kecil, dan terlebih lagi, bocah itu ternyata laki-laki juga seperti dirinya.

Ahem...

Setelah menuliskan sesuatu yang bisa dibilang sangat singkat, penulis tersebut pun langsung berhenti untuk menonton suatu film kartun dengan judul Boku no Pico.

Hari ketiga, keempat, dan kelima dipenuhi dengan rasa galau sang penulis lantaran tidak bisa mengeluarkan wajah Pico, tokoh utama kartun 'Boku no Pico', dari pikirannya yang serba cabul. Bukan hanya wajah, tetapi gambaran sekujur tubuh Pico dari kepala hingga kaki terus menempel di benaknya sampai konsentrasinya buyar seketika.

Lantaran rasa sesak di hatinya, beserta keinginannya untuk keluar dari segala rasa gundah di hati, ia pun....

Kembali menonton ulang 'Boku no Pico' pada hari keenam, dan kembali melupakan kegiatan menulisnya pada hari tersebut.

Penulis pun melihat bahwa apa yang dia lakukan pada hari itu ternyata baik, karena pada akhirnya ia bermimpi tentang Pico juga.

Keesokan harinya, yang ada di kepala sang penulis hanyalah segala kenangan manisnya dengan Pico, buyar sudah semua motivasi untuk lanjut menuliskan sebuah cerita yang intinya hanyalah penciptaan garis dan titik saja.

Alkisah, satu tahun pun berlalu, dan penulis tersebut menemukan dokumen berisi tulisan yang telah ditelantarkan begitu lama olehnya.

Tanpa pikir panjang ia langsung menghapus file dokumen berisi cerita tersebut, suatu file yang ditemukan secara tidak sengaja sewaktu si penulis sedang iseng-iseng menyortir isi hard-disk di komputernya.

Beginilah suatu kisah yang tak bermakna, berawal dari ketiadaan, dan berakhir pada ketiadaan. Kamu mungkin dapat membantah bahwa si penulis sendiri masih akan mengingat semua pengalaman indah dimana ia menuliskan suatu penciptaan garis dan titik.

"Hah? Aku sudah lupa, memangnya aku yang menulisnya ya? Tidak pernah terpikir olehku sama sekali kok, jangan mengada-ada."

Lihat, penulisnya saja sudah lupa sama sekali akan hal tersebut.

Hoaammmm....aku jadi mengantuk nih, sekarang kita sudahi saja bab ini oke?

Ah, satu hal lagi. Meskipun tulisan sendiri lupa, pasti ingatan akan Pico masih terngiang jelas di benaknya. Lihat, wallpaper di desktop nya saja menggunakan gambar Pico juga, dengan tulisan...

"Pico is mai waifu."

Mungkin sudah saatnya aku membujuknya untuk kembali pada kehidupan nyata.

 

oh yang ini udah bagus bahasa Indonesianya. Atau emang situ lebih nyaman kalau nulis pake style begini?

yah.. komen soal cerita. Idenya bagus. Di tiap bab rasanya selalu ada makna tersendiri yang tidak bisa diungkapkan dengan kata-kata(gw ngomong apa sih).
Dan emang cocok judulnya Blog Penulis Anonim. Hem. Cuma.. rasanya juga.. ada yang kurang. Random gini enak sih bacanya. Ah.. jadi inget scribble buatan seseorang.
Ini juga mirip gitu. Menarik. Tapi kurang.. sesuatu. Apa ya...(mikir dulu)