by Nisioisin
Her gaze makes it seem like she’s not particularly interested in Nadeko─no.
Not being interested isn’t quite it─but in that case, i wouldn’t know how to describe her expression.
i can’t even read humans.
How would i ever read a vampire?
“What a pinch, ’tis good I made it in time. Ye nearly had to give birth to a child, at thy age.”
“W-Was it that kind of situation?”
“Well.” Miss Shinobu takes a step toward Nadeko─and i involuntarily flinch. “Looking at thee thus, I suppose I could understand─why my master is so infatuated with thee. Ye’ve quite the neat form.”
“…”
It’s scary when she stares at Nadeko up close.
i’m dealing with a vampire, after all.
While she might be lacking her bloodsucking ability at the moment…she can’t hide the fangs peeking from her mouth, and can’t seem to be bothered to.
Fangs.
Different from a snake’s─fangs.
“Hm.” Taking her eyes off of Nadeko, who’s frozen in place, Miss Shinobu then says, “Second cutest after myself!”
“…”
Is that praise? She’s evaluated Nadeko in a way that i don’t understand.
Still, Miss Shinobu coming close to Nadeko meant the opposite, too, and i got a good look at the “moddeling” of Miss Shinobu’s face…and she’s alluringly cute.
A lot cuter than Nadeko.
“Ah, um…M-M-Miss…Shinobu?”
“Utter not my name with such familiarity.”
Having nothing specific to say in mind, i address Miss Shinobu for no reason, with no mind, and she swats Nadeko down.
How do i explain it.
It feels like there’s no room for compromise.
“For the more thy kind speaks my name, the tighter I am bound by it─not that I intend on reclaiming my old appellation at this point,” Miss Shinobu says as she pulls Koyomi off the floor. He’s dead weight, still passed out with no signs of waking up. “Be that as it may, a waif who has not been alive for so much as a decade shan’t act familiar with me.”
“…”
i have been alive for a decade, though, being in the second year of middle school.
But after how Miss Shinobu shut Nadeko out a moment ago, i don’t have the courage to assert Nadeko’s age, naturally. Not an ounce anywhere.
Pointing out a mistake also takes a certain license.
Privately, though, i think that she’s become very talkative─when we first met in June (though i’m not sure it’s right to say that we “met”), Miss Shinobu didn’t speak a word and was even more taciturn of a person than Nadeko.
Well, of a demon, not a person.
No, wait. Was she more than half human now?
It’s not like i’ve heard the details…and even if i did, i don’t think i’d get it.
Regardless, i do feel a tinge of sadness that Miss Shinobu, someone i thought i knew to be a friend in silence, is now on the side of the talkers.
Well, i say that, but it’s not like i really believed that we were buddies… Even in June, i got plenty of scary stares from her.
There’s nothing in common anyway, not a thing, between Miss Shinobu back then, who was quiet because she was mad, and Nadeko now, who’s quiet because she’s scared and doesn’t know what to do…
“Well, forelocked girl. As my master said too, ’twould be best for thee to sleep in that bed this night. Him, I shall take down to the first floor, to lay atop the sofa, so be at ease.”
“Th…”
Thank you seems like the wrong thing to say.
Miss Shinobu probably saw it as having saved Big Brother more than Nadeko…so i pull the half-spoken words back to tell her:
“i’m sorry.”
Even i don’t know why i’m apologizing in this situation, but if i had to say, my meaning is i’m sorry for making you do all this work for the sake of someone like Nadeko.
“Hmph…what an apologetic girl thou art.”
“…”
“But I do wonder. Are ye apologizing because ye feel bad, or because ye’ve read the mood─this situation would involve an apology─like one would a script?”
“…”
“Good morning when ye wake up, good night when ye go to bed, thank thee for the meal when ye eat. Is it the same for thine apologies?”
“…”
“Silence, eh. Well, I am in no place to find fault in that─having been quite silent in like manner myself.”
“…”
“Kakak.”
Whatever it is that she found funny─she laughs at Nadeko, who is now just waiting, her eyes downcast, for Miss Shinobu to carry Koyomi out of the room.
It sounded scornful.
But maybe the best way to describe it would be mocking.
i feel like─she’s looking down on Nadeko.
“Kakak─kak. Kakak.”
“…? U-Um,” i can’t help but ask.
i end up asking even though i shouldn’t.
But, and maybe it’s because the two are linked, being laughed at this way by Miss Shinobu─practically feels like being laughed at by Big Brother.
i know it can’t be true─but that’s why.
Nadeko can’t stop herself from asking.
Also─i feel anxious. Mister Serpent is still pretending to be a scrunchy on Nadeko’s right wrist, but there’s no guarantee his mimicry is working on Miss Shinobu, no matter how good he is.
i doubt Miss Shinobu would just go ahead and devour Mister Serpent now that she seems to be on good terms with Koyomi…but since an aberration is enwrapping Nadeko’s wrist, it wouldn’t be surprising if i seemed suspicious.
She might even tell Koyomi about it once he’s conscious again precisely because they’re on good terms…
“Wh-What’s…so funny?”
“Funny? Nay, there’s nothing funny. I simply laughed since it all makes sense. Did I not just tell thee? That I understand─why my master should be infatuated?”
“…”
i don’t have to ask to know that by “master” she means Big Brother…but why is it?
The Koyomi i’m hearing in Miss Shinobu’s words sounds like someone very far away from Nadeko.
“’Tis merely that I understood anew. When ye cast down thy face, and thine eyes, timid and frail, and with thy whole body say, ‘Aye, I am pitiful as I do seem,’ it arouses not just in my master but in a vicious being such as myself, a desire to shelter─”
“…”
Pitiful. A pitiful─girl.
“But speaking of vicious─forelocked girl. Shall I explain to thee why cuteness too is quite the vicious weapon?” continues Miss Shinobu, in a mean-spirited tone.
Yes.
Her smile now is different even from her sneer a moment ago. It must be what Koyomi calls her “gruesome smile”─back in June, Miss Shinobu was a vampire who never so much as cracked one, but this smiling face makes her seem only the more frightening.
“A beast’s offspring, or a human’s for that matter, arousing the desire to shelter it through appearance or manner is a weapon, by use of which the weak survive. Nay, perhaps not just the weak? Even I have seen others grow careless through no act of my own but by dint of my adorable looks─hmph. The same would apply for that little Ononoki from the other day.”
“…”
“Mimicry─one could call it. The opposite of a warning color, mayhap.”
Then.
Miss Shinobu seems to glance at Nadeko’s right wrist and smirk─i don’t know, it could be Nadeko’s imagination.
Maybe i’m being too self-conscious because Nadeko is hiding something…
Still, her body starts to quiver.
Her tongue is tied, and talking is out of the question.
“Cuteness is a weapon rivaling strength─but I am not about to argue that I, as one with both, am therefore the most powerful of all. That should go without saying. I simpl
y mean to observe ’tis fortunate that ye can make murderous intent vanish by naught more than quaking thus.”
“…”
That’s─no.
Is that fortunate?
Nadeko is well-behaved, quiet, shy around people─so they just assume she’s a serious and good girl─and force her to be class president and do things no one else wants to do─
It’s one misfortune after another. Betraying one expectation after another.
Letting people down─is so painful.
“i-i’m not…fortunate.”
“Really? Hmm? Are ye not always treated with kindness for merely staying quiet? Are ye not thought of as intelligent for merely staying quiet? Are ye not thought of as thoughtful for merely staying quiet? Do they not smile even when thou art incapable? Is silence not all ye need to avoid anything unpleasant? Are ye not valued more than others for doing the same work? Are ye not admired more than others for uttering the same words? Are ye not spared the world’s wrath even in failure? Are ye not forgiven even for thy lies?”
“Th-That’s…” Nadeko shakes her head, “That’s what i can’t stand. It isn’t fortunate… I-It’s like discrimination, and N-Nadeko─”
“When thou art troubled.” i put everything Nadeko had into her reply, but Miss Shinobu refuses to listen─and just goes on, ignoring Nadeko like she isn’t there at all. “Do others not come of their own will to rescue thee─in a quarrel, do others not assume thee to be the victim?”
“…”
“Hm. Perchance ’twas a performance on thy part, but I suppose not. In other words, that cuteness, those mannerisms, are natural, the result of no special exertion. Devoted to my own self-improvement as I am, my envy is boundless,” Miss Shinobu deadpans, not sounding the least bit envious.
The sense that she’s looking down on Nadeko is as strong as ever.
If anything, it’s only growing.
“Do ye know what we call the naturally cute such as thyself?”
“…”
“Come now, ’twas a question─answer it if ye wish.”
Uh oh.
Nadeko can answer it if she wishes…
“i…i don’t know. V…‘Vishus’?”
“Devilish,” states Miss Shinobu, overruling Nadeko.
Devilish. Devilish?
“Thou art easily more monstrous than any aberration, if ye would─kakak,” Miss Shinobu laughs again. “Nay, ’tis fine, ’tis fine. My apologies, that went too far. What am I, of all creatures, saying to a mere human? Ye need not change. Live as such, ’tis none of my concern. Live as such and die as such. Aye, let Big Brother Koyomi worry over thee for the rest of thy life.”
With that, Miss Shinobu finally takes him and leaves the room, not so much carrying as dragging him, like he’s a bit heavy.
Out in the hallway, she looks back and opens her mouth again. Her eyes aren’t just looking down on Nadeko but brimming with contempt.
“Aren’t ye glad ye happen to be cute.”
015
As i wake up the next morning, i find Tsukihi sleeping next to Nadeko.
“………”
While i don’t scream, that isn’t to say that i’m not surprised.
i’m so surprised that i can’t make a noise.
i’m super surprised.
You could say that i let out an ultrasonic scream.
i thought Nadeko’s throat and lungs might give out.
It seems like wanting to sleep next to Nadeko is something that runs in the Araragi family… Tsukihi is sound asleep and holding onto Nadeko like a hug pillow.
Nadeko can’t move.
Nadeko’s going to repeat herself here because some explanation might be needed. Tsukihi is scary. It’s common knowledge in the middle school community just how brutal she is.
How she can get so out of control that people even compare her to a nuclear weapon.
Who else can claim to know just how frightening it is to wake up and find yourself in the arms of a nuclear weapon? But i guess the image of being in the arms of a nuclear weapon is kind of a “sirreal” one.
i don’t like being touched by people, it makes Nadeko feel icky no matter who it is, even if it’s her parents. But there’s nothing i can do when i’m being restrained like this, especially when it’s Tsukihi doing the restraining.
All i can do is turn ashen.
“Mmh…”
Then, as i’m doing all of this─in other words, nothing─Tsukihi wakes up with Nadeko in her arms.
“Wh-Whoa! Nadeko!”
“…”
“You scared me there!”
Tsukihi leaps out of bed.
She tries to get away from Nadeko and rolls off the bed in the process. She’s overreacting… She really is different from Nadeko, isn’t she?
Are we really the same age? Are we really both girls?
“Wh-Why are you in my big brother’s bed, Nadeko?! I thought I had my arms wrapped around him, not you!”
“…”
She’s made an extremely awkward statement.
It seems that around dawn, Tsukihi sleepily rolled into Big Brother Koyomi’s bed─he’s always being woken up by Tsukihi and Karen, but…i guess that wasn’t all there was to it?
i guess there was more to it?
Anyway, i look around the room.
Hm. Karen doesn’t seem to be here…
“Good morning, Tsukihi,” i say.
i ought to, it’s morning.
“Y-Yeah… Good morning, Nadeko.”
By the way, while Tsukihi and i used to call each other “Sen” and “Rara” when we were in elementary school, that started to feel a little too juvenile and lately we call each other by our given names.
N-No.
This isn’t the time to be providing that sort of commentary.
Rising, Tsukihi straightens out the hemline of her yukata, which got ruffled when she tumbled out of bed, and stands. Her yukata matches Nadeko’s, and it feels somehow weird.
Of course, the same must go for Tsukihi, or rather, seeing one of her yukatas worn by Nadeko without permission (timewise, i doubt Koyomi explained the situation)─
“?”
She looks puzzled.
Her expression says she’s wondering if she’s still half asleep or in a dream.
Koyomi mentioned this too, but Tsukihi’s notable for her droopy eyes. She looks very sleepy, though she probably isn’t.
“Uh. Um… Th-This isn’t…what you think,” Nadeko tries to excuse herself incoherently.
Her biggest fear right now is Tsukihi misunderstanding and thinking, Nadeko borrowed one of Tsukihi’s yukatas without asking and just went ahead and slept in Koyomi’s bed.
Tsukihi has the strongest possible tendencies towards having a thing for her brother (sorry), and if someone like her got that misunderstanding, i could even end up on the bad side of every middle schooler in the neighborhood.
That would be scarier than getting possessed by any aberration.
“Er, um… Tsukihi, Big Brother Koyomi told─”
“Nadeko! Did you disguise yourself as me and assault my big brother?!”
“…”
Her misunderstanding easily exceeds what Nadeko “antissipated.”
Seriously, what a scary little sister…
No, what scary siblings.
She is her big brother’s little sister.
“Now, that’s bold!”
She seems happy for some reason and gives Nadeko a thumbs up─while there may have been some amount of misunderstanding, the situation seems to be acceptable.
i can never get a read on Tsukihi…
i can’t even guess what might affect her mood.
“Wh…What about Karen?” i ask hesitantly.
The Fire Sisters are advertised as always acting as a pair, so just because one of them isn’t here, Nadeko can’t afford to relax.
Nothing extreme should happen as long as Tsukihi, the brains of the operation, has given her blessi
ng, but i still want to be careful.
