Finally I can walk without stumbling about on those geta.

I apologize for my short absence online. I was getting my hands on old kabuki videos and watching them, especially the onnagata. The entire stack has been completed now, so I have a semblence of a life once more.

I'm back to practice with that overly high geta. I suppose I'm more stable on it now, since I've been using it for everyday wear to get used to it.

Though if a repeat of what happened the last time is going to happen, I don't mind spraining my ankle again.

I want to practice. That worrywart of a face-changer just refuses to let me practice though, so I'm bored. And my behind hurts for some reason.

I also just realized I haven't slept in my own tent for three nights. I suppose I should sleep there tonight.

Niou-kun's still not letting me practice, so I spent the day lazing about in his tent, and the night ghost-hunting with Hiyoshi-kun. We managed to get ourselves lost and intended to spend the night sleeping outside. Thankfully, Niou-kun found us, though I've managed to catch myself a cold ( Read more... )

There's been rumours of a ghost recently. I'm a little interested in going to check it out. It is a mystery after all.

Anyone wants to come with? Haru-koi?

I finally had a chance to practice with that overly high geta yesterday. And managed to sprain my ankle while at it. Thankfully Haru-koi Niou-kun Haru-koi was around to help me, though he was being adorably annoying while at it ( Read more... )

I didn't manage to try the geta after all, but I met an interesting person. Thankfully, Niou-kun's tent-mate is nothing like him, so I managed to like Hiyoshi-kun's company a lot.

My throat's better now. I hope I passed the pain on to Niou-kun instead, that...jerk.

I've finally gotten my check-up, though it seems that the doctor is under the impression that Niou-kun and myself are a couple. We're not ( Read more... )

Niou Masaharu-san, kindly keep away from me lest I be unable to control my urge to molest castrate you.

...I feel violated. Or at least, I should be feeling violated, but all I can feel is his hands on me, that...jerk.

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If I'm going to meet someone like the person I met last night everytime I take a night walk, I'm afraid I won't be taking any more walks at night, just to avoid meeting people like him ( Read more... )