I would like to apologize for the lack of updates due to me just getting distracted by random things.

I once got distracted by a Bullet Hell maker, it was awesome.

So, here's my gift to you while you guys wait for the next update. Merry Christmas!

 
Chapter 2 part 8: Ba ba blacksheep, have you any soul?
You unfold the note from Chrono, expecting to find some long list full of numbers telling you your current relationships with the multiple women in your new life.

However, there's only one number, spelt out as a word, on the slip.

ONE

You have no idea why but this sends a chill up your spine, making you wonder what about that message puts you on edge so much. The bar chills, causing goosebumps to crawl up your arms.

Suddenly, Vita starts sleep talking causing you to shift all attention onto her.

"Ngh... Gas... Outage..." Huh? "Not... so simple...." This is about you.

Not so simple?

Is she talking about this slip?

You have no idea why but you quickly stuff the paper into your pocket and throw your head down on the table. As soon as it hits the surface, a beer bottle flies over your head and crashes against the wall.

"Hey Chrono!~" A familiar voice calls out drunkenly. "Grab me another drink~"

You quickly pull your head up and throw a glare at the women who almost hit you only to find an easily recognizable orange haired women sitting drunkenly at another table.

"....Arf?" You mumble under your breath.

"Sure thing." Chrono responds, coming out of the shop side with a bruise on his face. "I've got to say, you're drinking more than usual Arf, did something happen?"

"I dunno." She slurs out. "I juss *Hic!* I juss feelss like I fail- *Hic!* failed ssssomethinng, y-you know *Hic!*?"

"Perfectly." Chrono replies naturally, handing her another drink. "Here's another drink, stronger this time."

"Thankssss..."

You stare at the scene betwixt before Chrono gives you wink and leaves without a shout of "DON'T HARM MAH WAIFUS!!!".

Uh... what?

Just what is going on in this town- no Lost Logia?

Suddenly Shamal reapers with a newspaper under her shoulder.

"Come on Yuuno." She calls out. "You can catch up with Arf later, we need to go."

"Huh? Wh-"

"Now." Shamal says more forcefully, grabbing you and a sleeping VIta. "It's coming."

What's coming?" You question, following Shamal out the shop.

Shamal stops before staring you straight in the eye
Load emergency protocols 707
"The- HACK! ACAKGH!!" She chokes out, suddenly collapsing at the entrance the shop.

"SHAMAL!!!" You cry, picking her up off the ground. "Answer me!"

All she does is look towards you before her eyes curl up to the back of her head.

You end up dragging to bodies to your house that night. The newspaper lies out on the floor for everybody to see.

***

When you wake up that morning it's not to the sound of Shamal calling or even a Vita jumping on you. In fact, you're not even in your bed.

You wake up to the sound of a news program coming from the TV across from you. Your neck feels stiff as you drag yourself off...

The couch. Huh. How did you end up here? The part after going to the shop was fuzzy....

Wait, did you get drunk?! Or worse, did Vita get drunk?!

...Nah that's just silly.

You quickly turn to the news program and open your eyes as you register what's speaking on the news.

"Last night at around two AM a young girl was murdered in her house." The news announcer said solemnly. "The police have identified her and has only given the first name out 'Vivio'. It is unknown if the full details will be released to the public."

Your hands shoot towards the remote and hit the off button faster than you can register. Your body is stiff, refusing to turn the TV back on and instead walking into the hallway and look up the stairs to where the girls are sleeping (How do you know this?).

[] Check on Shamal.
[] Check on Vita.
[] Get dressed.

****

I have no idea where this came from.

Zh'uh zdwfklqj brx, qhugv!
 
.....what.....
"Ngh... Gas... Outage..." Huh? "Not... so simple...." This is about you.
Shamal stops before staring you straight in the eye
Load emergency protocols 707
"The- HACK! ACAKGH!!" She chokes out, suddenly collapsing at the entrance the shop.
You end up dragging to bodies to your house that night. The newspaper lies out on the floor for everybody to see.
Pretty sure the bolded word should be "two".
 
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