Day 2 of Writing at least 1.5k words every day until I can confidently claim that I'm consistent
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Right as I sat down to write todays chapter, some guests came. I had no choice but to entertain them, especially with my sister absent. My mental battery had ran out by the time they left, yet, a commitment, is a commitment. I wanted to complete todays objective.
I'm not satisfied with this chapter. Honestly, this isn't' what I imagined. it seems like the whole characters changed a lot, and without proper explanations, it feels too abrupt. I should've added more content in between.
Haah, I'm exhausted. I'll fix it while editing ig. there'll be explanations tomorrow though, hopefully without too much exposition. I know I'm a few words short of 1.5k, but haaahhh, I'm dead. see yall tomorrow. I did read this once, but I'm not confident in my proofreading today! Bytt
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Rumi hid behind the parked car as Itsuki rounded the corner, into their residential district. She stalked him with practiced caution, not appearing in his line of sight.
Walking briskly, she peeked over from the property wall as he walked.
Issac slowly looked around, and making sure there was no one in the area, he took out his old-fashioned flip phone from his pocket, placing it on his ears after a few clicks.
He walked into a shady looking alleyway, talking to someone in a muffled voice. Rumi couldn't hear the details, despite her enhanced hearing, and her ears pointing like satellite dishes.
Rumi's brows furrowed. It was suspicious. There was at least another kilometre from here to Itsuki's apartment. What was he doing in the shady alley? Who was he calling? What had gotten himself into? And without telling her? She found it incredibly suspicious.
She had intended to surprise visit him in his apartment since he'd been turning down her invitations for the last few days.
But now, things were taking an interesting turn.
She practically tiptoed through the empty street, peeking around the alleyway.
It was a dead alley. And there were no signs of Itsuki. She even looked behind and inside the trashcan, yet, he wasn't there. Her nose twitched.
Indeed, his scent had disappeared around the alley.
"Itsuki?!" she called out, feeling a little worried. She looked up the fire exit on the side of the building, making sure he wasn't pranking her.
Did he disappear into one of these doors? She got curious and even knocked on one of the doors.
Yet, no one answered.
She focused her sense of smell once again, filtering out the unpleasant smell of the alley.
She sensed Itsuki's and Illia's familiar scent, and mingled with Tao's.
Tao was here?
No, it was her scent on something else.
She looked down to where her sense of smell led her, and indeed she saw a small earring on the floor. It looked pristine, sticking out from the rest of the things in the alley.
She picked it up, a sense of unease welling up inside her.
She recognised the piece of jewellery. She had seen it on Tao, and she even remembered her mother once complementing the scary woman on her taste in jewellery.
What the hell was happening? Itsuki and Illia had disappeared, and there was now a piece of Tao's jewellery? Were they all in the building?
A scraping sound of metal on metal echoed off the walls off the alley, starling Rumi, who was moderately racking her brains, trying to connect the dots.
It was the door she had knocked earlier. The metal door groaned like it hadn't seen a lick of oil in a century, making Rumi hair stand on end.
A hulk of a man with bull horns in his head popped his head out, looking straight at Rumi.
"Did you knock just now?" The man asked, his voice low, his breathing reminding her of the steam engine they'd seen at the park.
"Yes," Rumi pocketed the stud, about to continue, but the man cut her off.
"What do you want?" His impatience was clear to see as he stepped out of the door, adjusting his trousers.
Calling the man a hulk wasn't an understatement. He was bigger than the iron door, and his wife beater could barely hide his rippling muscles. Even Rumi felt a little intimidated. Yet, a grin spread across her face as she asked.
"Have you seen a boy here? He's around my height, has dirty blonde messy hair and should be wearing the same uniform as mine?"
…
A few munites back.
Issac pulled out his phone as he pulled into the alley. It was kind of the shady part of the neibhorhood, and there wasn't many security cameras around. Issac figured this would suffice.
He dialed Celia and she answered without much delay, "I'm in position." He spoke with impatience.
He was met with a sigh, "Issac, you're not at the apartment."
"That's right, but I'm in a secure position. I'm by that Ox guy's workshop. There no onlookers, no security cameras, nothing."
"...."
Celia didn't reply, and even Illia shook her head.
"Please," Issac sweetened his voice as much as he could, "It's another 12 minute walk to the apartment, you're the one who sent me that photo, no?"
"Ugh fine!" Celia sighed, and next second, Issac vanished from his spot, in his place appearing a stud earing.
Issac reappeared on top of a hill, with hills sectioned off for terrace farming as far as the eyes could see.
It was a breathtaking sight, no matter how many times he had seen it.
Celia was down by one of the terrace, in her rubber overalls, covered in mud, weeding the paddy.
Issac didn't even greet Celia as he ran off toward the lonely cherry tree on the the hill, hugging it like it was his own child. It had worked. His small experiment in which he had no hopes on, had worked. It meant a lot of things, and he could hardly contain his joy.
"Really? Not so much as a greeting?!" Celia yelled.
"Good morning!" Issac replied.
"Morning?" Celia sneered, "Whatever." she got back to weeding, but she paused after a moment.
"Really Issac?I thought you said there wasn't anyone around!" She yelled once more, and Issac came back from his stupor, looking down from the hill?
"What?" He hadn't heard her fully, and the scolding tone made him worried.
Celia looked absentminded for a moment long, and yelled once again.
"Really? What did I drill into you all these months?" Celia shook her head and in the next moment she vanished.
"Huh?," leaving behind Issac and Illia, who had climbed onto the plum tree to sniff the flowers, looking confused.
"Aw shit! I knew she was up to no good." Issac swore, he was connecting the pieces.
…
"I've seen my fair share of boys, little girl, what's that got to do with you?" The man with the horns stepped forward in an intimidating manner.
And that only made Rumi's grin widen.
"I just happen to be a concerned citizen," she started, only to stop as she sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar scent.
"Is that how you talk to children?"
A rubber gloved hand was placed on her shoulder.
Rumi winced at the wet mud that splattered onto her uniform. She looked up at the hand's owner.
"Aunt Tao." she called out with not much enthusiasm.
Rumi grumbled inside her heart. It was the scary woman, and her expression now looked positively terrifying. Even the hulk of a man took a few steps back. Even his neck muscles seemed to have lost their stiffness.
Rumi would've rather taken care of the trouble herself. Wherever Tao was involved, things seemed to end on an odd note. She didn't like that.
"She was sneaking around, I just," the hulk of a man tried to defend himself, lowering his head further.
"And? Your parents never taught you basic courtesy?"
"Um—" the man looked around nervously, rubbing his hands together, "I'm sorry?"
"Are you apologizing to me?"
The man turned toward Rumi, "I'm sorry little girl!" The bowing figure of the hulk of a man was just pitiful. It was amazing how fast the atmosphere had changed.
Rumi just nodded at the man.
But the man wasn't finished, "I didn't see any kids today, but judging from your description, you seem to be describing Itsu–" but the man was cut off.
"Now you're gonna go around revealing intel on my boy ya bastard?!" Tao was furious.
Rumi falt pity rising in her heart as the hulk of a man, on the verge of crying, stumbled back in the building, closing the heavy groaning iron door shut behind him.
Rumi had heard scolding her entire life, there was not a day that passed without her mother yelling at her. There would always be a reason, yet, today she flet real pity toward the guy. It must be tough getting yelled at even though you were an adult, especially from an unreasonable person.
"Oil that thing, will'ya?!" Tao once again called out.
"Yes ma'am!" came the hurried shout as the door closed.
Celia looked down at Rumi. And Rumi nervously looked back.
The scary woman was scary as ever.
"Does your Esumi know where you are?" Celia asked.
"I told her I'll be spending the night on yours." Rumi answered obediently.
Celia took one hard look at Rumi, and the rabbit girl shifted a bit uncomfrortably.
"Eeh, guess you're family now."
With that, both Celia and Rumi vanished, leaving behind the same stud earing as the one Rumi had found, but now covered in wet mud.
I'm not satisfied with this chapter. Honestly, this isn't' what I imagined. it seems like the whole characters changed a lot, and without proper explanations, it feels too abrupt. I should've added more content in between.
Haah, I'm exhausted. I'll fix it while editing ig. there'll be explanations tomorrow though, hopefully without too much exposition. I know I'm a few words short of 1.5k, but haaahhh, I'm dead. see yall tomorrow. I did read this once, but I'm not confident in my proofreading today! Bytt
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Rumi hid behind the parked car as Itsuki rounded the corner, into their residential district. She stalked him with practiced caution, not appearing in his line of sight.
Walking briskly, she peeked over from the property wall as he walked.
Issac slowly looked around, and making sure there was no one in the area, he took out his old-fashioned flip phone from his pocket, placing it on his ears after a few clicks.
He walked into a shady looking alleyway, talking to someone in a muffled voice. Rumi couldn't hear the details, despite her enhanced hearing, and her ears pointing like satellite dishes.
Rumi's brows furrowed. It was suspicious. There was at least another kilometre from here to Itsuki's apartment. What was he doing in the shady alley? Who was he calling? What had gotten himself into? And without telling her? She found it incredibly suspicious.
She had intended to surprise visit him in his apartment since he'd been turning down her invitations for the last few days.
But now, things were taking an interesting turn.
She practically tiptoed through the empty street, peeking around the alleyway.
It was a dead alley. And there were no signs of Itsuki. She even looked behind and inside the trashcan, yet, he wasn't there. Her nose twitched.
Indeed, his scent had disappeared around the alley.
"Itsuki?!" she called out, feeling a little worried. She looked up the fire exit on the side of the building, making sure he wasn't pranking her.
Did he disappear into one of these doors? She got curious and even knocked on one of the doors.
Yet, no one answered.
She focused her sense of smell once again, filtering out the unpleasant smell of the alley.
She sensed Itsuki's and Illia's familiar scent, and mingled with Tao's.
Tao was here?
No, it was her scent on something else.
She looked down to where her sense of smell led her, and indeed she saw a small earring on the floor. It looked pristine, sticking out from the rest of the things in the alley.
She picked it up, a sense of unease welling up inside her.
She recognised the piece of jewellery. She had seen it on Tao, and she even remembered her mother once complementing the scary woman on her taste in jewellery.
What the hell was happening? Itsuki and Illia had disappeared, and there was now a piece of Tao's jewellery? Were they all in the building?
A scraping sound of metal on metal echoed off the walls off the alley, starling Rumi, who was moderately racking her brains, trying to connect the dots.
It was the door she had knocked earlier. The metal door groaned like it hadn't seen a lick of oil in a century, making Rumi hair stand on end.
A hulk of a man with bull horns in his head popped his head out, looking straight at Rumi.
"Did you knock just now?" The man asked, his voice low, his breathing reminding her of the steam engine they'd seen at the park.
"Yes," Rumi pocketed the stud, about to continue, but the man cut her off.
"What do you want?" His impatience was clear to see as he stepped out of the door, adjusting his trousers.
Calling the man a hulk wasn't an understatement. He was bigger than the iron door, and his wife beater could barely hide his rippling muscles. Even Rumi felt a little intimidated. Yet, a grin spread across her face as she asked.
"Have you seen a boy here? He's around my height, has dirty blonde messy hair and should be wearing the same uniform as mine?"
…
A few munites back.
Issac pulled out his phone as he pulled into the alley. It was kind of the shady part of the neibhorhood, and there wasn't many security cameras around. Issac figured this would suffice.
He dialed Celia and she answered without much delay, "I'm in position." He spoke with impatience.
He was met with a sigh, "Issac, you're not at the apartment."
"That's right, but I'm in a secure position. I'm by that Ox guy's workshop. There no onlookers, no security cameras, nothing."
"...."
Celia didn't reply, and even Illia shook her head.
"Please," Issac sweetened his voice as much as he could, "It's another 12 minute walk to the apartment, you're the one who sent me that photo, no?"
"Ugh fine!" Celia sighed, and next second, Issac vanished from his spot, in his place appearing a stud earing.
Issac reappeared on top of a hill, with hills sectioned off for terrace farming as far as the eyes could see.
It was a breathtaking sight, no matter how many times he had seen it.
Celia was down by one of the terrace, in her rubber overalls, covered in mud, weeding the paddy.
Issac didn't even greet Celia as he ran off toward the lonely cherry tree on the the hill, hugging it like it was his own child. It had worked. His small experiment in which he had no hopes on, had worked. It meant a lot of things, and he could hardly contain his joy.
"Really? Not so much as a greeting?!" Celia yelled.
"Good morning!" Issac replied.
"Morning?" Celia sneered, "Whatever." she got back to weeding, but she paused after a moment.
"Really Issac?I thought you said there wasn't anyone around!" She yelled once more, and Issac came back from his stupor, looking down from the hill?
"What?" He hadn't heard her fully, and the scolding tone made him worried.
Celia looked absentminded for a moment long, and yelled once again.
"Really? What did I drill into you all these months?" Celia shook her head and in the next moment she vanished.
"Huh?," leaving behind Issac and Illia, who had climbed onto the plum tree to sniff the flowers, looking confused.
"Aw shit! I knew she was up to no good." Issac swore, he was connecting the pieces.
…
"I've seen my fair share of boys, little girl, what's that got to do with you?" The man with the horns stepped forward in an intimidating manner.
And that only made Rumi's grin widen.
"I just happen to be a concerned citizen," she started, only to stop as she sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar scent.
"Is that how you talk to children?"
A rubber gloved hand was placed on her shoulder.
Rumi winced at the wet mud that splattered onto her uniform. She looked up at the hand's owner.
"Aunt Tao." she called out with not much enthusiasm.
Rumi grumbled inside her heart. It was the scary woman, and her expression now looked positively terrifying. Even the hulk of a man took a few steps back. Even his neck muscles seemed to have lost their stiffness.
Rumi would've rather taken care of the trouble herself. Wherever Tao was involved, things seemed to end on an odd note. She didn't like that.
"She was sneaking around, I just," the hulk of a man tried to defend himself, lowering his head further.
"And? Your parents never taught you basic courtesy?"
"Um—" the man looked around nervously, rubbing his hands together, "I'm sorry?"
"Are you apologizing to me?"
The man turned toward Rumi, "I'm sorry little girl!" The bowing figure of the hulk of a man was just pitiful. It was amazing how fast the atmosphere had changed.
Rumi just nodded at the man.
But the man wasn't finished, "I didn't see any kids today, but judging from your description, you seem to be describing Itsu–" but the man was cut off.
"Now you're gonna go around revealing intel on my boy ya bastard?!" Tao was furious.
Rumi falt pity rising in her heart as the hulk of a man, on the verge of crying, stumbled back in the building, closing the heavy groaning iron door shut behind him.
Rumi had heard scolding her entire life, there was not a day that passed without her mother yelling at her. There would always be a reason, yet, today she flet real pity toward the guy. It must be tough getting yelled at even though you were an adult, especially from an unreasonable person.
"Oil that thing, will'ya?!" Tao once again called out.
"Yes ma'am!" came the hurried shout as the door closed.
Celia looked down at Rumi. And Rumi nervously looked back.
The scary woman was scary as ever.
"Does your Esumi know where you are?" Celia asked.
"I told her I'll be spending the night on yours." Rumi answered obediently.
Celia took one hard look at Rumi, and the rabbit girl shifted a bit uncomfrortably.
"Eeh, guess you're family now."
With that, both Celia and Rumi vanished, leaving behind the same stud earing as the one Rumi had found, but now covered in wet mud.