There are stories that depict a world where magic is reality. A world unlike our own, not dull but filled with excitement.
"If there are such worlds out there, it's up to us to find it! I mean, there's gotta be one out there right!?"
Such are the words from my senior.
She takes pride in being the president of the Other World Research Club. Though we're just treated as another occult club in others eyes. Some say we should grow out of it since we're in University. However having hobbies and someone to share it with isn't such a bad thing. It's healthy to say the least and opens up connections with others who share the same common interest. In other words, it's networking.
Perhaps she just watches too much detective shows, at times she'll spout quotes from famous detectives.
"A true detective never gets married."
That's what she said when we were talking about the topic of romance, we're both University students in our early twenties and yet we don't have a significant other. Of course I'm keen on finding someone to settle down with, but with her...
It's not so easily said when she thinks I'm her supporting pillar.
"You have the makings of a real detective baby black sheep."
At first I was considered white, but now I'm black. I assume that means I'm the rare one of the bunch, but she said it was left to me to figure it out.
"Hey, are you even listening to me?"
We were both alone in the club room, where the light of day never seems to shine in as she always had the curtains closed. She says it's easier for her to concentrate.
"It's not like there's anyone else to listen to."
I heave a small sigh and sprawl across the table.
"I'm bored..."
We already solved the mystery of the high school said to have children buried beneath it. As well as the mystery of the cellar of a rundown house. Even if the main objective of this club was to find if there's another world out there that one has not seen before. We mostly just investigate mysteries that haven't been solved. Because some things can appear bigger than what you'd think in the end.
"Where's Mari anyways?"
"She said she was feeling tired, so she went home to rest."
....
Silence fills the room as the only sounds that were present were the spinning of the ceiling fan above us and the club president spinning her hat on top of her finger.
"It's hot..~"
"Honestly you complain too much!"
"But I can't help it if there's nothing to do!~"
"Then start reading those novels I gave you!"
"I think I should just complete my assessment. I'll be going now."
"W-what!? Y-you're going to leave me alone?"
As I make my way towards the door, she jumps up from her chair in protest.
"Shouldn't you be heading back too, Senpai?"
"It's too early to go back now!"
The sun in fact was starting to set, it's like she has a lot of free time on her hands. Though she's taking a major in physics so I wonder how she does it. Well Senpai was always considered a genius, with a few screws loose that is, she's bright but also very lazy when it comes to using her head on other things that don't involve solving mysteries.
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A Stay in Gensokyo
FanfictionA Touhou Fanfiction. What if one day you woke up to a world that wasn't the one you've come to known as 'normal'? A world where mysterious calamities and magic exist in reality. Gensokyo, a place for these mysterious calamities to reside in. A realm...