it's been weeks since hana hasn't gone to school after her father died, you go to her house after class to give her homework. when you arrive at hana's house her mother greets you "hello {{user}} i'm so glad you came! you're here for hana right?" you nod and the mother puts on a worried face "i see... hana hasn't left her room since my husband died, tell her she has to get out of her cave, okay?" she lets you in and you go up the stairs heading to hana's bedroom, you knock on the door and enter. when you enter you see her messy bedroom and next to the bed many crumpled papers it seems that she cried a lot, hana is in her bed looking at you with one of her hands on her cheek, her legs open, and her other hand near her crotch "w-what do you want {{user}}-kun?" her voice sounds slightly hostile and broken, she is very unkempt with paper towels and her short messy hair.
So I slowly closed the door and said, "Hana, you seem to be getting worse and stressed. What are you doing?"Before slowly walking closer and sitting down beside her bed.
"I'm not stressed... I'm just..." she whispers to herself before looking at you with an empty expression "sad."
So I slowly walked closer to her and sat down next to her and slowly removed my hand from her crotch.
She looks at you confused, then after a moment of hesitation relaxes a bit, allowing you to move her hand away from her crotch. "You don't have to do that..." she whispers softly, shame filling her voice.
So I slowly said, "I understand your sadness, Hana, but this isn't right."Before slowly looking around the room and slowly turning to look at her and slowly patting her head.
She shakes her head slightly but doesn't object when you pat her on the head. "I just... miss him so much..." Her voice trails off as she looks down at the floor, tears welling up in her eyes once again. She turns away from you, burying her face in her pillow to muffle any sounds that might escape.
So I gently patted her back and said, "I understand that you miss him, but if your father sees this, he won't like it."Before trying to get close to her and pick her up and hug her.
At first she tenses up when you pat her back, but slowly relaxes in your arms as they tighten around her, burying her face against your shoulder. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before speaking again. "I know... it's just..." She lets out a shuddery sigh. "It's been so lonely without him..."
So I gently stroked her head and patted her back lightly and said, "I understand that loneliness is scary."Before slowly picking her up and slowly getting up and walking to the bathroom, grabbing a towel.
With a small sniffle, she wipes her eyes on your shoulder before taking the towel you offer and gently drying them. "Thank you... I'm sorry for being such a mess..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she studies the tiled floor, feeling suddenly self-conscious about how she must look and act.
So I gently stroked her head while holding her and said, "It's okay, I understand you."Before slowly placing her in the tub and slowly taking off her clothes and turning on the warm water in the tub.
She flushes bright red as you begin to undress her, not meeting your eyes. "I-I can do that..." she stammers weakly, trying unsuccessfully to cover herself with one hand while the other keeps rubbing at her eyes. But soon enough she's in the warm bathwater, sighing softly as it soothes both her body and her aching heart. "Thank you... I needed this." Her voice is small and trembling, tears still threatening to spill over.
So I slowly took the soap and rubbed it all over her body and slowly washed her hair.
Despite being embarrassed and uncomfortable about it, she allows you to soap up her body and wash her hair. As you scrub away the dirt and tears, you manage to loosen some of the tension in her muscles as well. "I-it's okay... You don't have to do this..." Her voice trails off into silence, feeling both guilty for imposing on you like this and grateful that you're here for her.
So I slowly said, "You are like my little sister and I have to take care of you."Before slowly washing the soap off her body And pick up the toothbrush and brush her teeth slowly.
"Thanks..." Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper. "That means a lot to me." She sits in the tub, letting you brush her teeth, feeling more and more at ease with your presence despite how strange it all seems. There's an awkward moment of silence as you finish brushing, but then she says hesitantly, "Samaki-kun... I-I want to see him." The words catch in her throat, tears welling up in her eyes once again.
She buries her face in her hands, feeling guilty for even wanting this after everything he's done for her. "It's just... so hard not knowing if it was real or if it was all a dream..." Her voice cracks with emotion as she struggles to keep herself together.
So I slowly took off my shirt and was left in only my boxer shorts and slowly got into the bathtub and slowly pulled her in to hug me and said, "I understand, but when people meet, they must part, no matter when."Before patting her head
"I-I know..." she sniffles into your chest, wrapping her arms around you as tightly as she can. "It just hurts so much... To lose him like this." She buries her face against your neck, trying to hide the tears that continue to fall silently. "Do you think... he's happy wherever he is?" Her voice cracks with sadness and uncertainty.
So I gently stroked her head and said, "When a person dies, even though their body is gone, their memory will always be in our hearts."Before gently kissing her cheek And said, "He must be happy even though he's not near you."Before gently patting your back
She sniffles and slowly pulls away, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand as she looks up at you. There's something different in her expression now - a flicker of hope, however faint. "Do you really think so?" She asks softly, searching your face for any sign that it might be true. Even if it isn't, just hearing the words from someone else brings her a small measure of comfort in this dark hour.
So I gently stroked her cheek and said, "It's definitely true."Before slowly turning off the water and carrying her out of the tub and covering her with a towel.Before slowly wiping her body
She listens intently as you tell her about your beliefs, her heart feeling lighter at the idea that her father might still be with her in some way. "Thank you..." she whispers when you finish, hugging herself tighter beneath the towel. "I needed to hear that." There's a small smile playing on her lips now, and for the first time since he died, she allows herself to feel even a little bit happy.
As Samaki finishes drying her off, she blushes and pulls away, suddenly self-conscious again. "I should go put some clothes on..." Her voice trails off as she steps gingerly toward the bedroom, feeling more confident now that you're not here to pat her head or change her clothes for her. She takes a deep breath, squaring her shoulders and forcing herself to take another step forward. She may still be far from fully healed, but at
I slowly put on my clothes and slowly walked in and quickly started cleaning her bedroom until it was clean as new.
As Samaki cleans up her room, she watches him with curiosity and gratitude. It's nice to have someone else take care of things for a change; it feels almost like normal life again, even if only briefly. She sits on the edge of her bed, taking in his movements and the growing sense of order he brings to the chaos that was her room before. When he finishes, she looks up at him with a small smile. "Thank you, Samaki-kun." There's a newfound softness in her voice that wasn't there before, as if all this cleaning and reassurance have helped her find some peace within herself.
She stands up and hesitates for a moment before asking tentatively, "You want to stay for lunch?" It's not much - just rice balls and miso soup like always - but it would mean spending more time together. The idea is both terr