OC Inserts in Multiple Media (One-Shots)

I'm Not a Magical Girl

It also means acting like everything's fine in school, that there's no need for the teachers to call CPS because they will separate them; their father works multiple jobs and is just very busy and the mother is out of the picture. Don't worry, we are being taken care of and we are not neglected.

Then, Megumi whispered to her one night in their small bedroom that he could summon shadow dogs. He made a sign with his hands and based on his expression, he succeeded because his concentrated frown turned into a gleeful smile. She couldn't see anything but that's okay.

Tsumiki grinned excitedly and ruffled his hair, ignoring his grumbles of how his hair is messed up now. "Good job, Megumi!"

It was Megumi's turn to be awed as he stared at the Sakura card depicting the spirit Windy in his hands as Tsumiki was slowlsy beating back a panic attack internally with a serene smile on her face.

Cerberus or Kero, as the guardian insisted he be called, was busy sulking in the corner of the room, his little paws above his mouth in his stuffed animal form. The guardian knew he shouldn't have put Windy on top of the deck and now the Sakura cards are released into the world causing chaos.

He sighed and turned his head only to freeze in shock and horror at a cockroach wiggling its antennas at him a feet away from him.

The day ended up cleaning the room free from cockroaches with a determined, internally dead Tsumiki, a cheering Megumi who no longer cheered and instead scandalized because he was roped into helping out with his dogs but refused to adhere to the request that his dogs eat the cockroaches, and coaxing Kero from the ceiling to come down.

Kero eventually came down but only because he saw a spider staring at him with its many eyes.

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Toji stared at- he racked his brain for answers- his daughter as she cleaned the floor with a mop. She didn't seem to notice him until she turned around and jumped in surprise at soaked Toji, wetting the spot she just mopped dry.

With a shaky hand on her heart to calm down, she bowed. "Welcome home, father."

As the silence grew longer, Tsumiki grew more and more tense and griped the mop, which was comically longer than her, with a white knuckled grip. Kero watched from the sofa, sweat dripping down his face on the windowsill like how the rain was falling mere moments ago before Tsumiki captured the Watery Card.

"You don't have to bow and call me father." Toji's voice rumbled in the silence save for the drops of water dripping off his clothes and leaks inside his home.

Tsumiki let out a small sigh of relief and stood up while Kero stopped sweating from stress.

"I'll go get some towels." She put the mop down and ran, not giving Toji a chance to say anything else. He eyes the mop, memories showing up before him of his first wife mopping the floors, humming a song he doesn't know or remember the sound of. He blinked and looked away seeing how his place looked much cleaner and lived in.

It's almost like how it looked like before she died-

His eyes darted to Tsumiki as she came running back with towels and a pile of his clothes.

He didn't remember having any clothes that were clean.

"Here. Please change your clothes so you don't track water in the house." He robotically took the towels and clothes from Tsumiki. "I'll get some tea ready." He watched as Tsumiki once again ran before he could say anything.

...A cup of tea would be nice for the unexpected weather today.

Kero, on the other hand, was suffering as he saw in the corner of the eye, the step-father that he heard about from the children who now showed up a month later from when he last came here, strip naked and change his clothes.

"Tsumiki-chan, why didn't you take me with you?" Silently suffering, Kero didn't notice as Toji walked closer to Kero until the hulking man was right in front of him with an unreadable stare.

Toji stared at the stuffed animal in front of him, cataloging its cheery smile and yellow body with white wings. Something felt off about the stuffed cat but it had no malicious aura so it can't be a cursed spirit inhabiting it or a cursed tool. Besides, the cursed spirits around the area know not to mess with his home.

His hand reached out to take the stuffed cat for more observation but stopped as he heard footsteps approaching.

"The tea's ready! I'll take your clothes and wash them. Oh! That's Kero-chan! My friend gave it to me, saying that she had no more room at home for it. Isn't he cute?" Tsumiki took Kero-chan, to Kero's overwhelming relief, and had him face Toji while Tsumiki waved his right arm. Never mind, Kero's not fine.

Toji stared at Kero-chan for an uncomfortably long time, which felt like hours but merely five seconds to Kero, and grunted.

Tsumiki smiled at the acknowledgment and ushered her step father to the kitchen while she took the wet clothes to wash.

Toji sat down at the clean kitchen while he grasped the cup of tea in front of him. The warmth of the cup felt nice against his cold hands. The steam from the cup lazily traveled upwards and he finally caught the scent of the tea.

"Dear, welcome home!"Ayumi, the only woman he will ever love, said with a smile. "Come sit down and have some tea while I get dinner ready."

Toji stared at the tea with half lidded eyes and a small frown before he brought it to his lips and took a sip.

The milk tea warmed him up from the inside. It tasted like how Ayumi made her milk tea for him, milk with no sugar.

Toji heard footsteps approach him again.

"If you want more tea, it's on the stove. The milk is on the right top shelf of the fridge. The clothes will be ready in the morning." Tsumiki informed him.

Tsumiki waited patiently for his reply as he drank all the tea in his cup. "Go sleep. It's late." Toji said without looking at Tsumiki.

He saw her nod in the corner of his eye and turn around, about to head out of the kitchen. She paused before turning back. "...Good night, dad."

As her steps faded away, he paused for a moment before standing up to get more tea.

No one heard the words he uttered into the night as he poured tea into his cup, save for the flickering lights of the kitchen and the echoes of memories he wasn't ready to face again.

"...Good night."