Implemented Adulthood - Book 2 [ DDLC fanfiction ]

Chapter Two

After the protagonist joined the Literature Club Monika have suddenly come up with a somewhat brilliant idea of making everyone write their own poems, and share them with each other. Yasuki, being himself knows only the basics of writing poetry, however, it eased him when he knows that the protagonist doesn't know anything about poetry at all. Which itself was odd but it didn't bother Monika.

That second day at the Literature Club everybody had their quiet times to read. The protagonist went to see what Natsuki is doing in the closet. Yasuki took that chance and ask Sayori if he could sit next to her. She beamed back and nodded as a response. Taking his seat he would open the book he got online. He took a glance at the book that Sayori holds.

"What are you reading?" He asked.

"I'm reading Kyoukai No Kanata by Nagomu Torii. Although the illustrations is made by Tomoyo Kamo."

"I've never heard of that book before." Yasuki blinked.

"Eh? Really?" Sayori closed the book to look at the cover. "It's a light novel about a boy who is a half youmu and a girl who hunts youmu and kills them, but she couldn't kill that boy because she fell for him. Their relationship becomes complicated as you read on."

"That's actually interesting. I might start reading light novels myself." Yasuki chuckled.

"Well," Her eyes glanced at his book. "Returning the question. What are you reading?"

"I'm reading Gadsby by Ernest Vincent Wright."

"And what is it about?!" Sayori promptly asked.

"It's about a middle-aged man that tries to increase the population of his town, well it's kind of a hard book to understand really. It's all written in English so I try to understand the words that are used to tell such a story--I mean, English mostly relies on the letter "e" which throws you off if you were told to not use that specific letter. Nonetheless, the story contains fifty thousand words that don't contain a single "e" which itself is dignifying already." Yasuki tries not to ramble too much.

"English? You can read in English?" Sayori asked.

"Yeah, I do. In fact, I've gone to American schools for eight years. I've learned a lot and it kind of influenced my preference in books." Said Yasuki.

"I completely understand! But for me it's not about the language that changes my preference, words can be as vague yet you can still follow along with the plots and understand the author's sentiment through narration. In short, I love opening books that just give you sympathy towards the characters. Like a pandora's box that is filled with emotions that somehow magically formed from words." Sayori seemed passionate about her reading preference.

Yasuki beamed at her. The words she said really struck him mentally. It changed his perspective in literature, especially with language preferences. Good stories aren't just intellectual words being used rather it's how the stories are being told with the author's word choices. Sayori may seem thick-headed but her mind can think just as deep.

Reading for a while Monika finally proclaimed to everybody that it's time to share poems. Yasuki could see the protagonist taking out the poem he wrote yesterday, then he glanced over to Yuri and Natsuki. They took out their poems and looked concerned or perhaps bashful and timid. The protagonist approached Natsuki first-handed. Monika and Sayori both shared poems leaving Yuri to be Yasuki's only option. He takes a deep breath and boldly approaches her.

"Good afternoon my friend," Yasuki said optimistically.

"G-good afternoon, Vice President." Yuri averts her gaze.

"You don't have to be so formal. I'm not really that special to be called by such a title. Just refer to me as Yasuki." He smiles genuinely at her.

"Sorry. I'm just not really a social type of person." She began to timidly play with her hair.

"Anyways, you want to share your poem now?" He asked.

Yuri nod. She handed Yasuki her poem as he gives it to her. Her poem was descriptive enough for him to understand the sorrow that was printed onto the paper. Emotions that can be relatable and understandable. Yasuki hands her poem back as she does the same, that is giving his poem back to him.

"It's quite interesting," Yuri commented about his poem. "Even though you've only written one stanza you were quick enough to give such an explanatory excerpt."

"Don't say that, it's flattering me. I'm still trying my best to get back to writing in kanji since I haven't done so in a very long while now." Yasuki paused, then he continues and honestly compliment Yuri in return. "I too am interested in your writing style. It's really descriptive and it conveys a familiar sentiment that I once felt in the past. Including the fact that it's also... Beautiful."

Yuri's cheeks blushed as she immediately goes back to playing with her hair. Averting her eyes she nodded and thank him for the feedback. After what seemed like forever the protagonist finally finished sharing poems with everyone. Yasuki, however, doesn't want to share his poem with the protagonist since he doesn't care about who the player chooses to seduce.

Then it happens. Natsuki and Yuri both exchange poems, their brows furrow in frustrations while reading each other's poems. Natsuki bluntly asks, "What is this language?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, nothing." Natsuki placed the poem on the desk with one hand. "I guess the poem is nice."

Yuri, who is reading a childish excerpt, responded, "Thanks, and this poem... It's..."

Yasuki promptly throws his hand in front of Yuri and covers her mouth before she even mentions the word cute. "Your poem is cool!" Yasuki finished her sentence for her.

"Hey, uncover her mouth! I want to know her thoughts about my poem!" Natsuki pulls Yasuki's hand away from Yuri's mouth.

Embarrassed Yuri didn't speak. Her words scattered across her mind where she just can't simply say something that would offend Natsuki's feelings. Monika and Sayori were both really puzzled at what just happened. Yasuki didn't know how to explain it but he manages to evade any questions that violate and expose his purpose of joining the Literature Club.

Monika felt that there was something oddly suspicious about Yasuki, especially when data that has to do with everything is slowly eating her mind away from the reality that is right in front of her. After ending the day with a good note and everybody dispersing back to their homes she began to explore this... other parts of her world.

"Yasuki?"

"Yes, Monika?"

"You go on home without me. I'll walk home alone today." She said.

Concerned, he would ask, "Eh? Why? Is there something bothering you?"

Monika shook her head as a response. "I just want to finish doing something in the club room first before heading home."

"Alright then. See you tomorrow." He then heads out of the club room.

Yasuki is completely aware of Monika's developing condition. He knows that the important part of the script has begun. He is afraid that Monika will, unfortunately, find out about his obligation in the game as well. It can cause more aggravation than it already has, creating more layers of challenges would be the last thing that he wants.