The Past is Annoying - Ichikara

Counseling a Tiger

Have I been dead for a while? Whoops. Anyway, I developed feelings for another fandom, Osomatsu-San. I don't know if I'm actually going to make a story about this, to be honest my mind is scrambling to understand everything. This might be a little bit of a mess, so yeah. Hope you enjoy it? 🌚*winkwonk*

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Ichimatsu's POV
When was the last time I had ever loved someone, I wonder? This world is disgusting. It's full of horrible humans that would abandon you for no fucking reason. Ever since I engaged with them years ago, my whole life had become a living hell.

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The hours rush by as I stare at the ceiling, listening to the sounds from the clock outside. Here, in this realm, there are mages and dragons. All of that mystical stuff. Meaning what? Obviously it means there are fairies, mermaids, wizards, half human half animal, etc.

It's been ages since I've last gone out of my cottage. Food is running low, but it's not like I care. If I died then nobody would give a damn anyway. I'm trash.. Utterly disgusting garbage like the rest of this world.
My eyes slowly make its way to the door as I pull myself up, automatically slumping when I stand. I grab a cloak from the closet to hide myself from pedestrians in town. Not bothering to brush my teeth or take a shower, I make my way towards the exit, turning the knob and whisking the door open. My whole body shifted back as a male fell into my arms- Nah I'm kidding he fell face forward onto the floor. If I caught him that would require effort. Besides, it was a HUMAN. As if I'd do anything helpful for them.

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Ichimatsu casually kicked him so he could close the door. "Pf." He chuckled at the sight and walked off as if nothing happened.

"W-Wait!" The man pulled his hood back, holding his stomach from the pain Ichi gave him. "Is it possible if I could stay here, good sir? My name is Karamatsu! Yours is Ichimatsu, right? Choromatsu sent me over to council you!" He grinned gleefully, not noticing the glare from the other.

"I don't need counseling from a lowlife like you." He spat out and turned, waving him off rudely. "See ya."

When Ichi was at the end of the trail he glanced over, seeing the male sitting at the front of his door. He rolled his eyes, figuring that this 'Karamatsu' would be gone when he got back. Hopefully.

After moments had passed, the purple matsu finally arrived in town. He fluffed up his clothing to hide himself more. If anyone saw him, they'd probably scream. Reason being he apparently went on a rampage, running around town and injuring innocent people. Not only that, he had also murdered the King. He's all over the wanted posters. When that moment happened, discrimination began. Humans discarded the half humans half animals- or ‘Monsters’ is what they call them.

But that's all in the past now.

It didn't bother Ichimatsu at all. If that's what people chose to do, then he would have to accept it and move on. He always thought of himself negatively anyway.
Ichi walked to a meat stand, pointing at whatever he needed. It was nerve wracking for him to speak with others when people were around, bumping into him frequently. This was hellish, but he always got through it. All he needed were a few more things to flavor his meat.

Ichimatsu's POV
And.. Done. Everything I need for the week is good to go. It's still morning too, I guess I'll go visit the cats or something near the house. Hopefully that bastard isn't there.