[Microfic] [MC!Nanako] ( silence is yandere )
During her stay at the Doujima household, Nanako had come to appreciate many different varieties of silence. Like the pleasant, warm silence of Doujima and Nanako sitting on the couch, with Souji wedged comfortably between them. The cold, echoing silence of a completely empty household. And more individual ones as well. Nanako's silences came in stormy fits; Doujima's lingered longer, smoldering with anger and regret.
And then there was THE silence. No other words could do it justice. Nanako came home one day to find it permeating the house like a thick fog, with Souji at its center. "What's...wrong?" asked Nanako, nervously. "Um, little bro...?"
Souji lifted his head. He sat between her and the back window, his tiny frame silhouetted against the light. One gray eye glittered. Without saying a word, he craned his head back and fixed Nanako with a cold, empty stare. "Oh," said Nanako, feeling very small indeed. "Uncle ate your pudding again, didn't he."
An incremental nod.
"I'll ... I-I'll just go back and buy some more, okay?" she said, shimmying back out of the genkan. "Be right back!"
Really, having food poisoning would have been easier.
And then there was THE silence. No other words could do it justice. Nanako came home one day to find it permeating the house like a thick fog, with Souji at its center. "What's...wrong?" asked Nanako, nervously. "Um, little bro...?"
Souji lifted his head. He sat between her and the back window, his tiny frame silhouetted against the light. One gray eye glittered. Without saying a word, he craned his head back and fixed Nanako with a cold, empty stare. "Oh," said Nanako, feeling very small indeed. "Uncle ate your pudding again, didn't he."
An incremental nod.
"I'll ... I-I'll just go back and buy some more, okay?" she said, shimmying back out of the genkan. "Be right back!"
Really, having food poisoning would have been easier.