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“I just don’t understaaaaand!!” Raku-chan wailed into her best friend’s chest, body trembling with each sob and hiccup, “Why would Hitoshi-san ch-choose him over meeeeeeeeeeee!???” Koneko-chan was silent, patiently waiting for Raku to be done with her spiel so she could verbally comfort her, sticking to gently petting her head and rubbing her back for now.
The night had started as a lighthearted sleepover, but a few drinks and an accidental mention of a blue-haired boy later, and Raku was having a meltdown over Hitoshi-san being gay, something that had been a reoccurring event ever since Koneko had brought her back from the dead.
“I- I just which I could t-talk to him, nya…” She sniffled, voice slowly lowering to a defeated mumble. “I know,” Koneko sighed, “And you will soon, Raku. We just need to get this,” she traced over a patch of particularly green skin on Raku’s arm, “And the whole “brain-eating” thing under control, and the first thing we’ll do is go talk to Hitoshi.” “Y-you promise?” Raku hiccuped, looking up at the other neko with those big, watery puppy eyes that always made her melt a little. “I promise.” She assured her, smiling when her face lit up in delight. “Oh thank you, Koneko-chan! You’re so sugoiiii!!” She hugged her tight, tail curling into a heart. Koneko blushed, her own tail bashfully curling around her leg.
“Of course. <3”