Alternate Universe-Miura Azusa

    “Oh dear...” Azusa muttered. “I didn’t think I was lost.” She looked around. “But this place is—no, wait! There’s the agency!” She giggled in relief and started to walk closer to the agency. “I’m tired...I thought I would pass out after walking all day. But I’ve found the agency now, so it’s...”

    Azusa trailed off. Her brain was becoming clouded. After wandering around, searching for a restaurant and finding nothing, Azusa had been left hungry and tired. She found it hard to speak, or to think. Her stomach growled.

    “Food,” she murmured. “I’m...h-hungry...” She fell to the ground. Exhaustion clutched at her and Azusa felt herself losing consciousness. Then everything went black.

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    “Un...where am I?” Azusa asked herself. She didn’t recognize the place she’d woken up in. Food was everywhere. No, everywhere was food. She stood. Why is everything made out of food? Azusa suddenly remembered how hungry she was. She ran to the nearest building, ripped off a sausage, and gulped it down quickly before anyone could see her.

    Azusa let out a contended sigh at the full feeling that resulted soon after. Before she knew it she was stuffing food into her face from anywhere she could find it—which was everywhere. She laughed.

    “This is wonderful!”

    “Azusa-san?”

    Azusa stiffened and turned slowly, a half-eaten carrot sticking out of her mouth. “Y-yes, I’m Azusa,” she mumbled around the orange vegetable.

    “I thought so. It’s me, Makoto.”

    Azusa ate the rest of the carrot before responding. “Makoto-chan? Oh, it is you! Are the others here?”

    “Iori is. And the twins, too. I don’t know where they are, though,” Makoto admitted. “What are you doing?”

    “Eating,” Azusa said quietly. “I-I was really hungry, so I decided...”

    A familiar laugh came from behind the house. “Nihihi~! Well, don’t stop! Eat until you’re completely full!” A girl who looked like Iori came out from behind the building.

    That can’t be Iori-chan. Iori-chan is thin, and this person is  overweight, Azusa concluded. Although, it does look like her...

    “Yeah, yeah! Just keep eating!” came a voice that sounded like Ami. However, the girl who walked out was much too wide to be Ami for real, and it was the same way with the Mami look-alike that followed her.

    “Why are you all fat?” Azusa asked bluntly.

    “We aren’t fat! We’re chubby!” Iori snapped.

    “Uh-huh! We just kept eating so now we look like everyone else!” Mami protested. “It’s normal to eat all day in this place!”

    Azusa cocked her head. “Everyone is fat?”

    “Not me,” Makoto announced proudly. “I exercise all the time so I don’t get overweight.”

    “Didn’t you hear me? We’re not overweight or fat. We’re just chubby.”

    Azusa giggled. “Alright, if that’s what you say, Iori-chan. Now, where do I live?”

    “I’ll show you,” Makoto offered. “Azusa-san...stay behind me, OK? Don’t get lost.”