Tsuchiyako headcanons/Oneshots + other ships

mystery kinda like au???

I'malmost done with aggtm and I just saw a really cool idea that I could do with this so here I am and idk what to call it

Yako ____ has been living in _____ for a while now. When she moved out, she settled in a small two bedroom house in a small town she had never heard of.  3 years ago Aoka Shigo, one of Yako's close friends was murdered and the police never solved the case. There was another murder almost a year before, of Shigo's friend, Yamada Chuuyou who the police never found his body and barely had evidence. However, Yako wasn't fine with it ending just like that. 

She graduated college now, and worked in the local book shop. She was getting ready to start her shift. She tied her hair hastily and grabbed her keys and locked the door behind her as she walked out of her house. It was quite quiet this early in the morning, she got out of the house now usually 20-30 minutes earlier so she could get to the book store in time. She walked on the sideway, seeing kids walking to school aswell. Today was the Monday after Christmas and New year, so class and work were beginning again.

She pushed open the door and turned on the light switch next to the door frame. As always, her coworker Tsuchigomori was atleast an hour early.(ps lights were turned off but there's a lamp) "Atleast your not late this time" he commented. It was only 7:47, but Yako's shift started at 8. "Why do we have to be here this early? Do people even come to a book store on an early morning on a Monday?" Yako walked closer to him. "Well, if there really were no people who went here on weekday mornings then this place would have shut down long ago." She hated to admit it, but he was right.

She sat next to him at the counter. "I guess so.. but it's always so boring when we have nothing to do all the time in the morning. This place is usually flooded later in the day but in the morning it honestly looks abandoned.." "That's one thing I can agree with you" he leaned back in his chair. "Anyway, a new shipment of books just arrived a little while ago, I was waiting for you before I started to see if you would be interested in helping me out"

"I'd honestly rather do anything than just sit here most of my shift"

She picked up some of the books from the box, and placed them on the counter. She picked up the first 4 books, glancing at the title and the short summary on the back. She sorted them out based on the category, and picked up the fiction books and carried them to a book case right to the doorway. Tsuchigomori picked up the pile next to the one she picked up and from reading the title of the one on top, he knew this was sci-fi, which was on the bookshelf opposite to where Yako was arranging books.

"There's quite a lot of books today that came in" Tsuchigomori tried to start conversation between them. "More work for us I guess" the bell chimed. A girl who looked a few years younger than them walked in. Tsuchigomori finished with the sci-fi books, and he turned his head around to look at Yako. "Need any help?" "No, I'm good you go watch the counter for a while" The rest of the fiction books that Yako hasn't put up yet were on a pile on the floor, there were quite a lot. 

Soon, the day was almost over and it was 5pm. Now was the end of both Tsuchigomori and Yako's shift. They had finished packing away all of the books and made about a dozen sales that day. Yako was the first one to leave, before Tsuchigomori because he was still packing his bag up to go home. She reached into her pocket to make sure all her things were still there, and thankfully they were. 

She stepped inside her house and unlocked the door, and reached her hand to the left to turn on the lights in the hallway. She took off her shoes and put set them aside next to the doorway. She went upstairs to her bedroom and creaked open the door and turned on the lights. She crawled onto her bed and opened the window next to it, taking a deep breath of the air outside. She couldn't live like this anymore, being quiet and not doing anything about it.