✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Enchanted waters (Ken Sato x OC)✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Chapter 11

As the gentle hum of the facility lulled me into a light sleep, a sudden sensation jolted me awake. I blinked, trying to clear my vision, and realized what had disturbed me: a large drop of warm, sticky liquid had splattered onto my face. I quickly wiped it away, my hand coming back with a familiar string of kaiju saliva.

“Come on, Gigantron, you can’t keep on...” I thought, still half asleep, groaning as I turned to playfully scold her.

But my thoughts stopped as my body fully registered what had happened. My heart ached with every blink as I gazed up at Gigantron’s baby instead of her.

“Oh right… she’s… no longer here,” I thought, the realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. The horrid-smelling saliva dripped off me and splattered onto the floor. I glanced up at the culprit, my body convulsing as a small, sad giggle escaped my lips.

“She’s... gone… Why do I keep forgetting that?” My mind felt fuzzy, filled with thoughts I couldn’t control. “Why, why… she’s gone. Stop bringing her up, please,” I pleaded silently, knocking the side of my head harshly, trying to stop the flood of memories.

The thick kaiju saliva continued dripping down my face, my heart aching in a way that was becoming all too familiar. I knew I should get up and clean myself off, but the weight of loss held me down. I stared up at the small kaiju, its innocent eyes blinking down at me, squealing happily from its open enclosure.

Memories of Gigantron surfaced without warning. I could almost hear her low, comforting growl, feel the warmth of her presence beside me. But just as quickly as the memories came, they dissolved, leaving behind a hollow emptiness.

It was as if my mind was betraying me, teasing me with pieces of a life that no longer existed, then yanking them away before I could fully grasp them. I pressed my palms to my temples, trying to force the confusion away, but the memories—disjointed and fleeting—slipped through the cracks.

"Stop... stop bringing her up," I screamed internally, but the more I tried to stop, the more Gigantron’s image persisted, always just out of reach in my mind’s eye, a constant reminder of the void she left behind.

My body trembled, not just from the cold slime covering my skin, but from the overwhelming flood of emotions I couldn’t understand. Why did these memories keep coming back? Why did they hurt so much? The questions swirled around me, making it hard to breathe, hard to think.

A loud squeal echoed from above, snapping me back to reality. The little kaiju stared down at me, her eyes glimmering with concern, though her mouth told a different story, covered in thick layers of saliva.

With a shaky breath, I forced myself to stand. I wiped away the last remnants of saliva from my face and turned to the small kaiju, who was watching me with wide, curious eyes. I held my pale finger up to my lips, signaling for her to quiet down as she squealed.

"It’s okay," I thought, wiping my face dry, not realizing when golden tears had started escaping from my eyes. The kaiju tilted its head, a soft whimper escaping its throat, and something about its innocence, its complete trust in me, gave me the strength to push through the fog.

The memories of Gigantron didn’t disappear, but they felt less overwhelming now, pushed back into the recesses of my mind by the simple act of caring for her child. Maybe these were just intrusive thoughts—unwanted memories that pushed their way into my mind.

Releasing an exhausted breath, I turned my focus away from the playful kaiju. I didn’t even bother asking how she had escaped the enclosure. Instead, I looked down at my awful-smelling body.

Feeling uncomfortable, I walked toward the tube that carried us to the floor with the shower. Standing in front of it, my body jerked embarrassingly when it suddenly opened to allow me to enter. The door closed, and seconds later, I arrived at the desired floor.