Hello again my re-
* Alstroemeria-F strips naked.
Oh bby.
On a more serious note I want to thank all who replied.
This is quite a well-written story, and I applaud that.
I personally do not like this story much due to male Wriggle, but other than my personal preference affecting my opinion, this story is quite objectively good.
I am sorry you feel that way Thatsonnn but I felt that Wriggle would've been much better suited as a male. I know a lot of people will hate me for that and I accept their hate.
Hmmm, I like the premise of a high schooler 4 idiots team, it makes it seem so normal in a world of unlikely fantasies.
I always wanted to see what it would be like seeing the 9 team in a high school setting. But since I fail at searching I decided to write about it myself. It was surprising since I didn't even know what would happen next as I typed that story.
Forgive me but there is something that I would like to address before you read on. The stories that I post in Patchouli's Scarlet Library are stories that I
do not proofread. This means that what ever your going to read now will likely be mostly an unedited version. I know that this is a bit risky but I want to improve as a writer and this is going to help me improve.
Wait! before you read on allow me to pester you with another tidbit. There was suppose to be another story with this post but due to time constraints I wasn't able to finish it. I'll be posting it tomorrow.
Again forgive me for lying to you when I said that I will continue the story somewhere in this thread but I want to continue it with this post. So ending gigantic monster of a author's note I present to you a continuation of where we left off last time. Please enjoy the read.
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Wriggle kept nodding his head while leaning forward in his chair trying to keep from falling asleep. He had been in the hospital besides Mystia's bed for about three days now and it was taking it's toll on his body. Today was a particularly slow dry day. Wriggle finally decided to let his body have the rest it deserve and lean his back against the chair. When he woke up a camera was in his face and on the other side of the camera was his upperclassman. Aya Shameimaru grinned at him and took a picture. Wriggle stumbled his chair over as the flash of white light hit his face. Wriggle got up from the ground and set the chair where it originally was. He turned around and saw that the entire news club was there. They formed a line and when it was their turn they each clasped their hand together and prayed and exited the room. "Glad you could make it miss Shameimaru.", said Wriggle as he stood besides Aya looking down at Mystia. Wriggle looked up at his upperclassman's face and saw that it had a solemn smile as she looked down at Mystia. "There isn't any other place I would want to be then here at this moment.", replied Aya still not adverting her gaze towards the bed.
Wriggle knew how his upperclassman miss Shameimaru felt about Mystia. Miss Shameimaru looked at Mystia as if she was her own little sister. She was deeply pained at the new of what had happen to her little sister and brought the entire new club over to pray that Mystia gets better. After the last member of the new club had prayed Aya place a hand on Wriggle's shoulder and said, "I have some business to take care of. Can I count on you to watch over her for me?" Wriggle nodded to his upperclassman and said, "Of course I will, She's an important friend to me too." Aya smiled at him and replied, "Then I will leave it to you for now." Aya then walked over to the table on the other side of the bed and placed a flower there before leaving. Wriggle sat back down again and watch the bed where Mystia lay. She looked so peaceful to him and Wriggle started to go into his bout of self pity again. After he was done beating himself over what had happen to Mystia he thought.
"
She has such nice and kind people in her life... I want her to be able to see those people again... I want her to be able to see me again... More importantly I want her to know that I care..."
A loud slam on the door brought him out of his musings. Through the door came the entire freaking basketball team along with Cirno in the front. As with the news club they all formed a line and payed their respects before leaving. Rumia came through the door a short moment after the basketball team did. Cirno grinned that stupid grin of hers as she placed her fist in front of Wriggle awaiting a brofist. Wriggle smiled an equally stupid grin and returned the brofist. Rumia stood there smiling at the two of them as they wrestled each other. Finally they stopped and Cirno said in a loud obnoxious voice, "Just wanted to make sure that princess Myschi was alright!" Wriggle winced a bit as he heard her voice. "Mystia is much more resilient then you think!", said Wriggle in an equally loud voice. After the last member of the basketball team had payed his respects; Cirno said as she looked at Mystia, "Be sure you don't forget to tell her that me and Rumia stopped by ok?" Wriggle nodded at her and replied, "Like I could forget your obnoxious voice." Cirno give him one last grin before exiting the room. Rumia walked over to the table where miss Shameimaru placed the flower and placed her own flower next to hers. Rumia then bowed to Wriggle as she exited the room.
Besides from the occasional doctor and nurse the room felt pretty empty when their classmates left. Wriggle was sitting down in the chair again still staring at Mystia's bandaged face. For some reason Wriggle felt really restless and physical exhaustion. He kept nodding his head again until the door opened for the umpteenth time today. Through the door came Mystia's mother and father. Her mother was leaning on her father still crying. Her father looked at Wriggle with a meek smile and said, "Thank you for watching over our daughter when we couldn't. We thought you'd might be hungry so we brought some lunch with us. We still have to take care of the family business. We hope you can forgive us. The pink box is for when Mystia wakes up." Mystia's father held up two boxes wrapped in green and pink cloth. Wriggle took both of them from him and nodded before replying, "Thank you mister. I'll make sure she eats healthy." The father smiled at Wriggle and placed a hand on Wriggle's shoulder before saying, "I'm glad that our daughter has such good friends like you." Wriggle smiled at him and nodded. Mystia's parents then exited the room. Wriggle placed the box with pink cloth on the table to the right of the bed. He then placed the box with green cloth on his lap.
Wriggle slowly unwrapped the green cloth from the box and saw that it was in sections. The largest section of the box held rice with a piece of fish meat in the middle. In a slightly smaller section of the box there was a two pieces of grilled lamprey. In an even smaller section there was soy sauce. The last two identical spots held chopped mushrooms with fried shrimp and corn. All in all it was a fairly appetizing meal. Wriggle broke apart the two chopsticks that lay to the side of the box and dug into the rice. Wriggle noticed that he was even hungrier then he had thought. Tearing into the lamprey meal with his teeth felt very salty but the gooey rice was also very sweet. It was not long before he finished everything inside the lunch box. He let out a burp and placed the box on the table to the right of Mystia's bed. Wriggle then stared at Mystia leaning backwards against his chair. He thought about how wonderful Mystia's parents were and how she was lucky to have such caring parents as them.
The long silence had filled the room again and Wriggle felt himself choking on it. He was relieved when somebody finally came in again to break the silence. It was their teacher, miss Keine Kamishirasawa. Wriggle waved at her as she went over to place another flower where the other two flowers lay. She noticed you waved at her and smiled back. She then said, "Remember to give yourself a chance to sleep too. It won't do you any good if she wakes up and your half sleepy now will it?" Wriggle frowned at her but still nodded nonetheless. She patted his head and then said while pulling out a stack of paper, "You also missed three days of homework. Please give Mystia hers when she wakes up." Wriggle took the stack of paper with much reluctance. "Do you really have to be this cruel? Couldn't you have waited till we were out of this hospital to give us these?" said Wriggle obviously irritated. "But if I do that then my students will develop bad habits~.", miss Keine said winking at him before exiting. Wriggle sighed to himself as he started on the first assignment that he needed to do. Actually Wriggle was relieved that miss Keine had given him something to do. It took his mind off of the silence that filled the room.
It was late into the night and Wriggle had finished all the assignments that he had missed. He glanced over at where Mystia laid and thought to himself.
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Mystia... Please open your eyes... Your parents misses you. Your friends misses you. I miss you..."
Wriggle allowed himself to fall asleep again against the edge of the bed.
