Chapter 55: Yukinoshita Yukino Is Not In The Know
Have you ever found yourself got overwhelmed by something you have thought you can handle? I have never experienced it in my first life since I don't think, but calculate—I would never take something I can't handle in my hands.
Maybe it's only about mindset; there were times where I accidentally took something I couldn't really handle in my hands in a whim, but I was still able to pull it off. Therefore, I can't consider I have ever been overwhelmed by a predicament.
In other words, once I know I am fucked, I will always find a way to get out of it. With that being said, I don't know how it feels being overwhelmed by a predicament ... At least, until a few minutes ago; now I know how it feels.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes! I have always wanted to try this cookie, but I was afraid I would hurt my tummy."
"It's fortunate that you can taste it now, then."
Just a few minutes ago I was just awaken from a very weird dream that unfortunately was not a dream, and saw a naked, cute, little girl with cat ears and a small tail behind her standing in front of my couch.
Being a smart man I am, I immediately knew the girl was my cat, Raphtalia, who had somehow turned into human because of the whim of this world's God—if there is any. It was surprising, but not enough to leave me dumbfounded.
I spent a minute or so telling Raphtalia to turn back into cat, but she was apparently just as clueless as I was. Long story short, I put some clothes on her afterwards, and now she is happily eating cookies while I am thinking about how to turn her back into cat.
"Now that I think about it, why does Shizuka have a few sets of little girl's clothes?" I silently look at the black one piece Raphtalia is wearing. "Is Shizuka secretly a lolicon?"
I know that is highly unlikely, but I can't help considering it as one of the possibilities; as far as I'm concerned she doesn't have any niece after all. Also, there is no way that she prepares the clothes for our daughter, who isn't born yet—that's still a long way ahead.
'Judging by how delusional she was before we are dating though... Nah, Shizuka is not like that, is she?' The more I think about it, I somehow become more convinced Shizuka would likely pull something like that.
"Fuuh... Papa, I am full. I want to sleep."
"Oh, is that so? Let's go to bed then..." I am close to pick Raphtalia up the moment I realized something is wrong. "Wait. First of all, why are you treating everything as if it's normal. Second of all, why did you call me Papa?"
Raphtalia looks at me in confusion then tilts her head adorably. "Because... You are my Papa, no?" She points her hand toward the sleeping Shizuka. "Mama told me to call her Mama long ago."
"Ooookaayy... Do you think I will believe that bullshit?"
Nod. Nod.
I sigh, then massage my forehead. "How do things turn this way? Just the fact that the shit storm I am about to face is begun with my cat turning into human makes me dread what kind of ordeals await me in the future."
Though I look like whining, I am actually quite expectant toward the future. My life in this world has been fun for the past two years, but it still lacks some spice—it is somehow uneventful.
I know I shouldn't have any tendency to do crazy things anymore now that I can feel, like any "normal" human, unlike my past self, but habit dies hard. I still mostly think and act like a psychopath despite having a neurotypical's brain—I am still an adrenaline junkie.
I do act like neurotypicals; I create mask to paint myself in a certain way to people, but unlike them, I don't necessarily paint myself in a good way. Still, I am hiding my true, chaotic nature behind that mask.
"Are you okay? I can give you a massage!"
"I am okay, but I am worried about how I should explain about you to Shizuka."
As I think about how she will react when she sees Raphtalia in the morning, her beating the shit out of me is the most likely things to happen.
She will say something along the lines of, 'What are you doing kidnapping a little girl, lolicon?!' or 'Just how hard it was to pull out, dickhead?!' despite knowing full well no primary school student could impregnate a woman.
"Well, fuck it. Let's deal with it when the time comes." I sweep my hair to the back, and pick Raphtalia who is already extending her hands in a 'pick me' gesture up. "Let's go to bed!"
I have never dealt with a child even once in my life—they are annoying—but picking this 7 year old cat girl feels so natural to me. I don't have a paternal instinct—I am sure about it—so I attribute it to one of this world's "miracles."
I put Raphtalia on the bed right beside Shizuka, then stares at her seriously. She stares at me back in curiosity, acting like a real innocent little girl.
"Listen, my soon to be wife, your "Mama," is one of the two trained killers in my family, so when she wakes up in the morning, please don't say a thing to her. Let me explain everything instead, okay?"
Nod. Nod.
"Don't call me Papa until I introduce you to her, okay?"
Raphtalia is a bit reluctant, but she nods her head nonetheless.
"Last but not least, don't let her touch your ears and tail. Just say that you like to cosplay whenever she wants to touch it, so she won't find out that they are real."
Nod. Nod.
"Alright, let's go to bed."
I sigh lightly, before lying down on the bed. When my gaze land on the ceiling, I feel something, or rather, someone climbs on my chest. I am not surprised when I find that it is Raphtalia; she has done that when she was still a cat too.
I chuckle lightly before my eyes darken when I find that I forgot to put the plate I have used for the cookies in the sink. The plate is still on the floor, and someone will not be happy if she sees it in the morning.
"Shizuka will beat the shit out of me, if I don't take care of it now. Explaining Raphtalia's arrival alone will be a chore—I don't need to add anymore burden on my shoulders."
I turn my gaze to Raphtalia, and find that she is dead asleep. I gently pick her up from my chest, but she immediately hugs my body, making it impossible for me to pry her off, unless I want to wake her up, which I strangely don't.
"Well, wouldn't it be good if I had a Telekinesis?" I stare at the plate silently before waving my hand at it. "I could just go, 'Get the fuck off!' and the plate would fly away—holy shit, it does!"
I was close to cursing out loud, but luckily I managed to prevent it from happening. Things have just got crazier, and I don't want to wake Shizuka up to worsen the already complicated situation.
'The plate is flying!' Yes, the plate is suspended in the air. I am normally a hard to impress person, but the currently unfolding scene makes me want to squeal like a child. 'I have Telekinesis!'
I don't know how I exactly know about it—I just know. I didn't really intend to shoot the plate away earlier, but now I can feel it in my hand as if I am holding it.
"So, this is what that meteor does to me... Marvelous."
I turn my gaze away from the plate and move it to the door. I decided to experiment a little bit, so I look at the door intently while thinking about opening it in my mind.
Click.
It works, splendidly. My eyes light up in a childish excitement as I open the door, and move the plate through the doorway. Directing it to the sink, which I can barely see, I try to put it slowly in the sink before closing the door again. Luckily, I am successful.
"Fuuh... This takes a lot of mental prowess." I massage the side of my head as I start to feel dizzy.
"So, it has an aftereffect too, huh? Fair to me. As the word goes: 'With great power comes great responsibility.'"
Although I still can't do many things with it, I am excited about the prospect of what it will become in the future.
Some seconds after, I finally feel the fatigue as the headache gets worse. It doesn't take me long until I fall asleep with Raphtalia still on my chest.
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Frona_Gorgophone It has been a long time since I last updated, everyone. I start to lose the pace, and now I am (trying) engaging myself with the story again, so pardon me some of the inconsistencies.
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