A Persona ficbit
Featuring the unlikely trio of Fuuka, Shinjirou, and Koro-chan.
Fuuka comes back to the dorm that day to discover Shinjirou-sempai already there, which is unusual in and of itself. The more unusual thing is that Shinjirou-sempai is sitting on the couch watching Koro-chan eat from his bowl. Usually he just eats leftovers, so Fuuka is surprised to see real dog food in the bowl. Plus it looks like an expensive brand.
"Hi, you guys," she says, and Koro-chan's ears perk up, and he trots over to greet her with his tail wagging like a metronome. She crouches down and scratches his ears. "Good boy, Koro-chan, that's a good boy."
"Hey," says Shinjirou-sempai quietly.
Fuuka won't deny that she feels nervous to be alone with Shinjirou-sempai, but it's only self-conciousness, not fear. "Good afternoon," she says, and comes to sit on the couch across from him, smoothing her skirt down over her knees. Koro-chan pads over behind her and turns his attention back to his lunch. "So, um, did you..."
"Yeah. I bought it for him." Shinjirou looks slightly embarrased. "Can't be good for him to eat all the sh- all the stuff we feed him."
"Oh, absolutely," says Fuuka, and smiles just to show that she isn't offended by the almost-profanity. "We should talk to Mitsuru-sempai about covering the cost of dog food. After all, he's so good."
Shinjirou-sempai reaches down to pat Koro-chan on the head. "He knew where he had to be. And he stayed there, no matter what, even at the risk of his life." He lets out a deep, sigh-like breath. "...Yeah, he's a good dog. There should be more people like him."
Actually Fuuka thinks that Shinjirou-sempai and Koro-chan are quite a lot alike, but it wouldn't be tactful to say this.
Fuuka comes back to the dorm that day to discover Shinjirou-sempai already there, which is unusual in and of itself. The more unusual thing is that Shinjirou-sempai is sitting on the couch watching Koro-chan eat from his bowl. Usually he just eats leftovers, so Fuuka is surprised to see real dog food in the bowl. Plus it looks like an expensive brand.
"Hi, you guys," she says, and Koro-chan's ears perk up, and he trots over to greet her with his tail wagging like a metronome. She crouches down and scratches his ears. "Good boy, Koro-chan, that's a good boy."
"Hey," says Shinjirou-sempai quietly.
Fuuka won't deny that she feels nervous to be alone with Shinjirou-sempai, but it's only self-conciousness, not fear. "Good afternoon," she says, and comes to sit on the couch across from him, smoothing her skirt down over her knees. Koro-chan pads over behind her and turns his attention back to his lunch. "So, um, did you..."
"Yeah. I bought it for him." Shinjirou looks slightly embarrased. "Can't be good for him to eat all the sh- all the stuff we feed him."
"Oh, absolutely," says Fuuka, and smiles just to show that she isn't offended by the almost-profanity. "We should talk to Mitsuru-sempai about covering the cost of dog food. After all, he's so good."
Shinjirou-sempai reaches down to pat Koro-chan on the head. "He knew where he had to be. And he stayed there, no matter what, even at the risk of his life." He lets out a deep, sigh-like breath. "...Yeah, he's a good dog. There should be more people like him."
Actually Fuuka thinks that Shinjirou-sempai and Koro-chan are quite a lot alike, but it wouldn't be tactful to say this.