This is absolutely not chuuni!
This is absolutely not violent!
Oh, wise Bamboo Lord, charging in from the post-apocalyptic future... remember, you're a literary young woman!
⊙﹏⊙! What, you don't know what I'm talking about!
Don't worry about the details. All those zombies getting slaughtered along the way and whatnot... they're just like clouds, just clouds.
A certain pretty boy smiled innocently:
"Sis..."
"What is it, Abu?"
"Sis, I broke that rock at the elder's house while I was playing with it."
"Ahem, it's fine. It's just a crappy rock. If that old geezer gives you trouble, your big sis will take care of him! Everything I have is yours. Who would dare bully my little brother?"
Sis, you don't know. I just want you to love me.
This is a goofy, fluffy story about Bamboo, a young woman with a weird name and a serious little-brother complex, who is reborn and then gradually gets devoured by her own shameless little brother. Also known as The Story of a Bunch of Weird Names and How Chuuni Mary Sues Are Made.
If you want to make me cry, I'll just stop writing!
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What are you staring at? This is a fluffy, sugary romance!
First time publishing a story. Here comes the quiet, deserted little shop I promised you!
Bamboo is... Mottled bamboo?!