Rin's sass is unparalleled lmao.
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Rin hated what had happened that day. All she'd wanted was a decent job. To have her father finally be proud of her for something. To help provide for the monastery and maybe save up money until she could get her own place so she could stop burdening her father and the priests.
But it didn't go down like she wanted. Nothing did, so Rin didn't know why she expected this time to. But that day had dashed all remaining hopes that her life could ever be something she loved living.
As she washed her hair in the shower at the end of the first day of her new life, Rin let the memories flood her mind.
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Dresses were a pain. Ones that zipped up in the back and restricted movement especially. It was one of these kinds of dresses that Shiro gave Rin to wear to an interview for a family restaurant. Of course, he couldn't just let her wear a nice shirt and maybe a loose skirt and some flats. Had to be a dress and heels that looked like it belonged on a secretary of some big company.
The plain black dress was tight and hugged all her curves. If it wasn't for the decent neckline, the short sleeves, and the knee length of it, it could've been something embarrassingly scandalous. The heels thankfully weren't something of stiletto caliber and had a block heel rather than a skinny little stick heel that would undoubtedly trip her up on the uneven ground of the Tokyo Slums.
She contemplated putting her hair up and finally settled on a ponytail. She was trying to get it to look neat, but Rin was rushing and she just couldn't get it how she wanted. She'd barely managed the simple makeup she had on.
"You ready to go, kiddo?" Nagatomo stopped by her room and saw her struggle. She gave an awkward smile and he snorted.
"Come here, I'll do it for you. Give me your brush." He said.
Five minutes later and Rin was walking out the front door of the monastery with the flyer folded up and in her hand.
"Ahhh, it's tough being a priest and an Exorcist." Shiro was sighing, seeing a small family off.
"Yeah, it's gotta be pretty tough killing things that aren't there." Rin scoffed.
"Stupid girl. Demons exist in our hearts." Shiro grumbled before turning to her. A look of surprise came across his face before he schooled it into something like approval.
"You look beautiful, Rin." He looked like he wanted to say something else, but he hesitated, only for a moment. "You look like your mother." He murmured softly. Rin barely heard him, but she was glad she did.
"I uh....I thought I'd go to that interview." She muttered, cheeks blooming red. "I was hoping I'd look more respectable like this." She added.
Shiro nodded. "You do. I'm surprised you were able to get your makeup that good. And who did your hair?" Shiro grinned at her knowingly.
"Oh shove off, Old Man! This is about all I can do with makeup! An adult woman's gotta know something about makeup and all that jazz about beauty!" She growled.
The man looked around exaggeratedly. "Adult?! I don't see an adult!" He let out a loud cackle.
"Yeah, I don't see one either!" Rin snapped with a flat look. It took the old priest a minute to realize what she just said and he stopped laughing.
"If you don't like it, then why don't you try showing me just how much you've grown, eh?"
"Damn right I'll show you! You don't have to tell me that! And watch closely, so you don't miss it, Old Fart!" Rin claimed, turning away and doing her best to walk away confidently in the heels.
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Sweet Like Candy
FanfictionThis is genderbent Rin. Girls are hugely different from guys, we all know this, so a lot of things will obviously be different in some instances. This story follows the manga, but eventually breaks off in way later chapters. I hope you enjoy the sto...