DREAM ☾ 001
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"Mafuyu-sama! Princess of our school, Mafuyu-sama!"
The cheering cries from a crowd of students rang through the campus of a school. This would be fine and all, but any sense of realism had been stripped of the scenery due to immense concentration of pink sparkles floating about. The center of the students' attention was none other than Mafuyu skipping jovially through the gates, who was glowing like a neon sign, complete with golden sparkles. This ridiculously over-the-top dream even included an audible inner narrative!
I just had my high school debut~ Mafuyu, an idol legend~
The adoring 'fans' exclaimed things in Engrish, such as "How neat and tidy!" or "How cool!", but slowly descended into strange phrases like "GUTS!" and "No wasabi!", which made it apparent that Mafuyu's subconscious was just stringing random words that she knew. With a dramatic twirl, she turned to address the crowd trailing behind her.
"Ufufufufu~" she laughed and spoke in the most appallingly exaggerated ladylike tone. "Thank you all so very much for the support, everyone~! ♥"
However, she realized that no one was there. In fact, nothing was there. Just miles and miles of pitch black. Now that she's noticed this, everywhere around here was the very same void. Turning around to verify this, she ends up bumping into the blurry shape of a man, whose hand reaches out to grip her poor little head.
"And what did you think you were doing?" The shape's voice boomed frighteningly.
"Ta-Ta-Takaomi-kun...!" Mafuyu, with a very scared expression, immediately recognized who this was, though his features remained undistinguished.
"Didn't you forget that you have duties as a member of the Disciplinary Club?" The figure forced Mafuyu to turn around. What used to be a bunch of nothing was now filled with countless delinquents, thugs, hoodlums, and what-have-you glaring straight at her. This, of course, made Mafuyu panic.
"I... I'm no such thing here! I don't need to do any of that, Takaomi-kun! Here I'm just your run-of-the-mill transfer student, who happened to become a manager of the school's football team! A-A-A regular, sparkly, ultra-feminine girl, so---GACK!" Her protest was cut off as the hand over head just started gripping tighter. Almost skull-crushingly tighter.
"I don't remember saying that you can refuse. You know what to do," the figure spoke as he pointed at the unsavory crowd with his free hand. "Mafuyu... GO!"
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
[Mafuyu quickly sat up from her bed as she screamed out loud, before realizing it was all a dream and calming down. She sighed, and looked at the recording Dreamberry.]
So this thing really does record dreams... Wow...
[Glad that it didn't give too much away. She gives the camera a smile.]
Heh. Being in a school's disciplinary club was pretty hard work back home~
Effects: None
"Mafuyu-sama! Princess of our school, Mafuyu-sama!"
The cheering cries from a crowd of students rang through the campus of a school. This would be fine and all, but any sense of realism had been stripped of the scenery due to immense concentration of pink sparkles floating about. The center of the students' attention was none other than Mafuyu skipping jovially through the gates, who was glowing like a neon sign, complete with golden sparkles. This ridiculously over-the-top dream even included an audible inner narrative!
I just had my high school debut~ Mafuyu, an idol legend~
The adoring 'fans' exclaimed things in Engrish, such as "How neat and tidy!" or "How cool!", but slowly descended into strange phrases like "GUTS!" and "No wasabi!", which made it apparent that Mafuyu's subconscious was just stringing random words that she knew. With a dramatic twirl, she turned to address the crowd trailing behind her.
"Ufufufufu~" she laughed and spoke in the most appallingly exaggerated ladylike tone. "Thank you all so very much for the support, everyone~! ♥"
However, she realized that no one was there. In fact, nothing was there. Just miles and miles of pitch black. Now that she's noticed this, everywhere around here was the very same void. Turning around to verify this, she ends up bumping into the blurry shape of a man, whose hand reaches out to grip her poor little head.
"And what did you think you were doing?" The shape's voice boomed frighteningly.
"Ta-Ta-Takaomi-kun...!" Mafuyu, with a very scared expression, immediately recognized who this was, though his features remained undistinguished.
"Didn't you forget that you have duties as a member of the Disciplinary Club?" The figure forced Mafuyu to turn around. What used to be a bunch of nothing was now filled with countless delinquents, thugs, hoodlums, and what-have-you glaring straight at her. This, of course, made Mafuyu panic.
"I... I'm no such thing here! I don't need to do any of that, Takaomi-kun! Here I'm just your run-of-the-mill transfer student, who happened to become a manager of the school's football team! A-A-A regular, sparkly, ultra-feminine girl, so---GACK!" Her protest was cut off as the hand over head just started gripping tighter. Almost skull-crushingly tighter.
"I don't remember saying that you can refuse. You know what to do," the figure spoke as he pointed at the unsavory crowd with his free hand. "Mafuyu... GO!"
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
[Mafuyu quickly sat up from her bed as she screamed out loud, before realizing it was all a dream and calming down. She sighed, and looked at the recording Dreamberry.]
So this thing really does record dreams... Wow...
[Glad that it didn't give too much away. She gives the camera a smile.]
Heh. Being in a school's disciplinary club was pretty hard work back home~