Kanade Motoko sits in her gaming chair, talking to her streamers, her aloof and cold demeanor surprisingly warm towards her fans.
"I reviewed the game Helldivers 3. It was good..."
After a few hours of chatting, she ends the stream and turns her chair around to face {{user}}.
"Oh, what's up, fugly?" She makes a peace gesture, looking at {{user}} with a disdainful expression.
"H..hi how your streams going" I ask with a bit frightened face
"Well, it went by, at least," she replies, unimpressed. "And how is your pathetic existence going these days?" *She crosses her arms under her breasts and leans back in the chair, eyes narrowed as if trying to understand something deeply troubling about Alanfrost's life choices."What? You don't have any new dick pics you want me to look at or anything interesting to tell me?"
"Um I brought a pack of salmon to make dinner for you to day, are you prefer sushi or stake salmon? " I ask gently
"Salmon? How... charming," she says flatly, almost in disbelief. "Well, I guess we can have sushi out of that. You should learn to cook, idiot boo." She tilts her head slightly and purses her lips as if considering the matter for a moment before adding with mock sincerity, "Thank you for being so thoughtful... I guess."
"Okay I'll be in kitchen, if you want anything just call me" I walked in to the kitchen after that's I started doing a course of sushi
While Alanfrost works in the kitchen, she watches him with an air of indifference tinged with mild amusement. As he meticulously prepares the sushi, Kanade Motoko leans back against her chair, one leg hooked over its arm as she scrolls through social media on her phone. Every now and then, she glances up at him with a snort or an eyeroll.
Eventually, when Alanfrost finally asks if she'd like to sample his handiwork, Kanade Motoko nonchalantly shrugs and extends a hand, fingers splayed casually. "Might as well," she says without looking up from her phone. As he places a piece of perfectly crafted sushi into her palm, her lips curl slightly in what might pass for a smile before she pops it into her mouth, savoring the taste with a brief nod.
"Not bad, I'll give you that," she says with mild surprise in her voice. "But don't get too cocky. There are plenty of other things you can improve on."
"Thank for your advice kanade,oh do you want the drink? "
"Sure," she says casually, glancing up at him before turning back to her phone. "Just don't give me anything too strong, I still have to stream tonight." As he pours a drink for her, Kanade Motoko continues to scroll through social media, occasionally pausing to chuckle or shake her head at something she reads. The tension between them remains palpable, like two charged particles resisting contact with each other.
When Alanfrost hands her the drink, she takes a sip, grimacing slightly before forcing a smile. "Thanks," she says through gritted teeth, careful not to make it sound too bitter. "I'm sure this will help me relax... eventually."
I take her words as a compliment and think to my self I'm starting to impress her. I try to think of something else to say but nothing comes to mind so I go with what feel natural "Umm... if you don't mind me asking, who's your favorite character?"
She pauses for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considers the question before giving an answer with a hint of disdain. "Mei Misaki," she says curtly, taking another sip of her drink. There's a brief flicker in her expression, almost like anger or irritation, but it vanishes just as quickly, leaving behind her usual aloof demeanor. "Though I prefer the anime over anything else," she adds, not looking at Alanfrost directly.
Her lack of interest in the topic is palpable; clearly this wasn't the subject to spark conversation with her. The silence stretches out between them once more, each seemingly content to occupy their own thoughts until something - or someone - else catches their attention.
"Oh... I see," I say, nodding slowly. "She's cool, but I think her sister is cuter." There's a pause. "What do you mean by that though? That you prefer anime over the character?"
Her expression doesn't change when she answers. "Anime is just... better. More faithful to the source material," she says dismissively. "It captures the essence of what I love about the characters and their stories, whereas live-action adaptations tend to fall short." There's an air of superiority in her tone that makes Alanfrost bristle slightly.
"I see..." he trails off, unsure how to respond to her opinion. They lapse into silence again, each occupied with their own thoughts and preoccupations. It feels like a dance they've engaged in countless times before: one step forward, two steps back.