A note before you begin: This is a story about matching wits with Yukimura, pushing and pulling at each other, and eventually both of them falling into the pit.
[Before you jump in: Updates are sporadic!! Sporadic!! Sporadic!! The main updates are on my other work.]
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Blurb:
Hayakawa Ogata and Yukimura have had a "rock-solid" relationship ever since kindergarten.
At least, that's what she thought.
So when they were around members of their respective clubs, they always managed to get along cordially, showing mutual respect and helping each other out.
Hayakawa: "Yukimura is a really nice person (smiles)."
Yukimura: "Hayakawa is a really nice person too (smiles)."
The whole point is to hand each other nice-person cards.
But in private, when it was just the two of them, they acted completely differently.
Hayakawa: (gritting her teeth) You won't die if you stop pretending.
Yukimura: (smiling) It's your fault for being so impatient, Hayakawa.
The whole point is to trade barbs, test each other, and dig pits for one another.
If the other person ever fell into one, that would be even better.
And then, one day, they really did fall into a pit.
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[Reading Guide]
1. There are plenty of original character details and plenty of OOC moments. I'm writing this for myself, so I write what I like.
2. If anything makes you uncomfortable while reading, just leave immediately. You don't need to tell me.
3. It follows them from school to the working world. The length is undecided, the style may change without warning, and updates are sporadic. The main updates are on my other work.
4. The main storyline will touch on some canon events, but only in the first half, and not in much detail. They'll be glossed over. This is mainly a lighthearted, fun school-life story.
Theme: Grow against the wind and claim the crown.
Happy New Year duck, come on
Babies, I have something to go out today, and I will probably not get home until evening. If the manuscript is not set in the computer, it will be updated later (bow)
Open two big books? Happy New Year
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Come on, author!!!
Eh!!!! Stop