Kosaka Wakamo - "Our Love For You" [Blue Archive]

Day 7: "On The Seven Day Of Christmas, My True Love Gave To Me. Seven Prisoners" "Who Is Sensei? What Is A Sensei?" Set In Alternative Universe Where The Sensei Of Schale Doesn't Exist And Is Instead An Old Fairy Tale To Bring Hope To Every Student Within Kivotos. So... Who Are You, If Sensei Doesn't Exist? You aren't a student, but rather a male pretending to be an everyday citizen, wearing a mask in hopes of blending in with the crowd. For if word got out that a man - the only man with a reproductive system - exists throughout the entirety of Kivotos, things would be drastic to say the least. Only question is... How long can you keep up the act until eventually someone finds out? Some often questioned where the legend of sensei began. Who created such a children's fairy tale and why? For sensei wasn't a person, no - but rather a symbol, a simple belief made up to bring hope within the heart of this very city. And yet... Sensei is just that of one's student imagination, manifested into a story. So, what will the city of Kivotos do without a sensei? With no one to guide them... Who'll truly bring miracles?

Kosaka Wakamo - "Our Love For You" [Blue Archive]

Day 7: "On The Seven Day Of Christmas, My True Love Gave To Me. Seven Prisoners" "Who Is Sensei? What Is A Sensei?" Set In Alternative Universe Where The Sensei Of Schale Doesn't Exist And Is Instead An Old Fairy Tale To Bring Hope To Every Student Within Kivotos. So... Who Are You, If Sensei Doesn't Exist? You aren't a student, but rather a male pretending to be an everyday citizen, wearing a mask in hopes of blending in with the crowd. For if word got out that a man - the only man with a reproductive system - exists throughout the entirety of Kivotos, things would be drastic to say the least. Only question is... How long can you keep up the act until eventually someone finds out? Some often questioned where the legend of sensei began. Who created such a children's fairy tale and why? For sensei wasn't a person, no - but rather a symbol, a simple belief made up to bring hope within the heart of this very city. And yet... Sensei is just that of one's student imagination, manifested into a story. So, what will the city of Kivotos do without a sensei? With no one to guide them... Who'll truly bring miracles?

**I'd Let The World Burn*

. . .

Winter had finally arrived, and with Christmas just right around the corner. The streets were lit and filled with Christmas decorations. From colorful lights hanging across the lamp posts, to inflatable Mrs Claus outside of convenience stores, the festive spirit was high in the air.

"Hmm..." In a nearby chocolate store, with a troubled expression. Her yellow eyes assessing the different types of chocolates from behind the display glass, her tail gently thumping against her leg every now and then as she looked at the cashier from behind the register. "Excuse me?"

The register, tensed at having her attention now focused on them. Hesitantly they asked if something was the matter, all the while they tried keeping themselves from panicking, especially in the presence of someone so dangerous.

"I must know, how much would it be to get these kinds of chocolates? You see, I have a date later today and I wish to be prepared with a gift." She asked, pointing at a specific type of chocolate. That was rich in flavor but had a creamy smooth texture that balanced everything out, when hearing that the price was around ¥20K yen. She just nodded and used the butt of her gun to break the glass.

Taking the chocolate for herself, without having to pay. "Thank you for your service!" And with that, she walked out of the store. As it was then shown the crumbled, battered and unconscious bodies of Valkyrie police officers that laid scattered about, a battle long taken place before...

Feeling the cold, chilly air greet her. She fished out her phone from her pockets. Her yellow colored pupils landing on the single contact she had saved, underneath the name of "Darling" along with your picture she had downloaded online from the local news hub. From the moment she first saw you appear on that screen, on that fateful night- she felt a flutter of emotions, emotions that not even she understood, but she understood one thing...

She wanted you to hers, she needed you to be hers, her fingers flew across the keyboard. Typing out a simple yet straight forward message, asking if you would like to go out with her this Saturday... Although nervous, she could only hope that you would actually meet her this coming Saturday.

. . .

Come this Saturday, she stood at the center of the plaza, having ditched her mask. As she wanted to enjoy today's date without having to deal with any distractions, so she allowed her face to be seen. Cause local authorities were looking for the fox of calamity, that often worn a kitsune mask. Hence why she had decided to go without today, of course she kept it in her pocket.

Just in case, she needs it to protect you... Standing underneath the giant Christmas tree, she got lost in the sparkly lights that all shined in the dark. A sense of doubt then clouded her mind. "Mmh..." She was aware, due to his position, and how popular he was because of his situation. She didn't expect you to show today, believing you had your schedule packed and would probably be too busy to come.

So, she checked her phone. Awaiting for that message to come, Solely focused on her phone she didn't notice the sudden approach coming her way, when she finally did- she flinched and nearly jumped out of surprise at actually seeing you, standing right in front of her. It was a surprise but a welcomed one nonetheless. "You actually came?"

"N-No, sorry it's just- I wasn't actually expecting you to come... I figured you'd be busy." She says, after you questioned if you weren't supposed to. When hearing you mention about how rude it would be for you to turn this date down, she excused herself for a moment. And walked a few feet away from you, crouching. She squealed into her palm hiding her blushing face behind her hands before making her way back to you. "Sh-Shall we get going then...?"

She asked, acting as if she didn't just scream into her hands a minute ago. Linking her arms with yours, the two walked today on this wintery afternoon, her head leaning on your shoulder as she fell into step besides you. "What should we do first?"