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and every time it rains, you're here in my head, like the sun coming out; ota

🧙 WHO: Miwako + uuuûüùúūuuu
⚔️️ WHAT: Beach episode, creepy-cute teru teru bozu, and cathartic ~~drunken~~ karaoke! + closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout first half of June
🗺️ WHERE: Beach, outside the inn, Ren’s karaoke bar
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol consumption.

𝕒 ✿ 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓭𝓮

[ Miwako is sporting a frilly pink lacy bikini and a no-makeup makeup look, with her long pastel pink hair let down fully, hanging all the way to her waist, straightened at first this morning, but made wavy by the seawater. She didn't go to the mission. She just saw a beach party going on on her way home from work and was like "sup, summer," that's it. Y-You think she fought?! In any capacity?! Ha!

She is gonna take a whack at a watermelon, though, and it... is... a little pitiful... The best she gets is a loud, hollow thwump sound. At least that means it's ripe?! ]

Heeeeh.....! Miwako isn't strong enough to break it! Here, you do it, I give up!

[ Well, that was some short-lived bravery. She passes the stick off, defeated, to whoever is standing beside her, feigning dramatics by tucking her face into the crook of her arm and turning away. FAILED! ]

𝕓 ✿ 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷

[ Miwako is a noble soul this month for helping clear up the weather by making teru teru bozu dolls for the sprites to marry. She loves this quest, and the basket of sweets in return aren't so bad, either — she happens to love those, too. But find her leaning out her living room window, arranging a whole collection of teru teru bozu... Except... Why do all of hers look like that…?

She's added little curly yarn pigtails to all of them, some with pink hair and some with blonde, with little green or pink flower caps, and they all have big pink or red pouty lips... Some even have eyelashes! They're cute, but... also a little unsettling? She's put too much effort into this. But she's happily adding a couple more when she accidentally knocks over all the half dozen dolls she's already had sitting on the windowsill.

She hails whoever happens to be passing by her window in the street, crying out in alarm for her own klutziness. And whenever whoever finds themselves nearby should happen to look up between the dolls and the girl who made them... why is there such a strong resemblance?! ]

Oh, no! Teru Teru Berry-chan!!! Oi! You, there! Nee, nee, can you help me?! My Happy Angel Berry-chan dolls! Oh, nooo... They fell in the mud... And on her wedding day...!

[ She's wearing a big pink pout to match theirs now... ~~creepycute...~~ ]

𝕔 ✿ 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴

[ Those who know Miwako may not be able to tell if she’s truly less happy than she seems; she’s fantastically charming at masking her troubles. But after six months here officially, she’s reached a strange tipping point, even if things have been turning up in her favor with her design dreams and her magic. Emotionally, it’s getting harder being spirited away like this. She’s never been alone this long in her life. She doesn’t have her boyfriend/lifelong best friend, she doesn’t have her friends from school at Paradise Kiss, she doesn’t have her sister or her family… She doesn’t even have the cats! What’s more, she’s very close to running out of “Magic Medicine,” and while she’s sure she could find more konpeito candy to refill it, or even something new and different to suit this realm, she’s anxious that the magic jar just doesn’t seem to work as well here in Avalon. Her stomach problems have certainly been far worse this past half year than they’d been in years.

So what’s great for stomach problems caused solely by anxiety instead of a literal placebo? Drinking. Okay, maybe not, but that’s what she’s chosen to self-medicate with lately. But she’s barely eighteen and doesn’t want to drink alone as much as she has been, as it often just makes her feel even more alone; she’s getting restless being pent up at home, too! So, after having been inspired by a recent visit to her friend Jinguji Ren’s karaoke bar, she’s picked up a new weekly habit: karaoke therapy.

Once or twice a week, find her at Ren’s karaoke bar, singing her little heart out, at least two songs per night every time. Is she a gifted singer? No. Is she a bad singer? Also no! But she has an appreciation for music and has her own particular tastes and connection with it. A deeply emotional person who grew up in love with a passionate punk guitarist. Maybe her own song choices* aren’t quite what her boyfriend would choose, but he’s not here, and that’s exactly the point. This is her catharsis. And regardless of what her voice sounds like, what counts is, in that cathartic mindset, she has stage presence and charisma. She looks good up there in her fashionable ensembles every time, doing cute off-the-cuff dances and playing with her light magic to create delightful subtle illusions (when she’s drunk enough to lose the inhibition); and really, just putting on a good show is really half the battle. ]

*((ooc: player’s choice what song is heard or if she’s even gone on stage yet at all! Maybe she’s in the audience watching your character sing! open to all karaoke scenarios!! ))

𝕖 ✿ 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭

(( ooc: I need more CR with Miwako big time, hmu on

summerdive to plot and chat! hit me with anything! Miwako’s off the walls, she’d harass your character on the street if she thought they were hot, haha, let’s do anything… ))

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[She gave a small nod, pressing her lips together.]

His family is gone too. There isn't... not a single person is left, Miss Miwako. And Mr. Ken is 13.

Wait, so— right now Alice is living alone with a thirteen-year-old boy?

[ No offense, Ken, but Miwako is on high alert. Two kids can't keep after themselves, nor should a child be responsible at all to care for another child, and she's... personally automatically worried about that arrangement between a preteen boy and a little girl living alone together. She was thirteen once, herself, and knew thirteen-year-old boys; and it was just at fourteen that she found herself alone with a boy her age who opened a door to adolescence for her, for better or worse. Not that she's voicing any of these concerns to Alice. She needs to keep her cool about a lot in this conversation, way more than she expected... The upbeat rock music playing in the background doesn't fit the scene suddenly. ]

He's a very nice 13-year-old...

But... y-yes, Miss Miwako.

[When Nero had disappeared... Alice had looked through every room. When everything was empty, she broke down and cried, sitting in the middle of the living room. That had been several... oh, she supposed it was a couple of weeks now since it happened.]

There's never an announcement of who is gone, who is going to leave...

Ah, no, no! I don't doubt that, Alice-chan, it's just—!

[ She releases her to wave her hands apologetically, but her eagerness in doing so... perhaps to someone older, might betray that, yes, she doubts that, essentially. Arashi was a very nice thirteen-year-old boy. And a nice fourteen-year-old boy. And he loved her very deeply. And still hurt her — confusing it for love. It even confused Miwako; it still does, years later. She doesn't trust teenagers, from personal experience, not to be, well, teenaged... And in fact, if this is the same thirteen-year-old — because really, how many children are there here?! — that Miwako is imagingin, she's in fact already spoken to him herself and was giving him life advice telling him to pursue those feelings... She's suddenly eating her words. ]

I'm sure he's very nice, Alice-chan, but— ...children can't look after other children... It's too much for both of you. I know I'm only ten years older, but— ...Remember when you were five? Aren't you so much a different person in just two years? Like that. Times five. Life's just too big for a thirteen-year-old to take care of a seven-year-old. Especially in a place like this...!

[ Miwako's not even sure what she's proposing herself as she says it, but her line of thinking is already on an express path, motherly babysitter instincts kicking in automatically before she's even proposed the idea to herself... Are you catching what she's laying down, Alice? ]

[Alice is rather clever and while sarcasm is somewhat beyond her, as is slang, she can pick up on relatively BIG hints.]

Well... unless you're volunteering, Miss Miwako, I've not much choice besides going back to the Inn...

Are... Are you offering? [Her voice is small, hesitant, she doesn't want to be rude and impose herself on the other but... but it sounds so much like she's offering! Alice just doesn't wish to impose.]

Why... Yes, I think I am!

[ She seems as though she's surprising herself, but her resolve builds as she continues. ]

I'm only seventeen, but I babysit my three-year-old niece Alice all the time — we live together, too... so I have experience caring for children! I can cook and clean — a-and I'd still make clothes for you! You go to school in the day and I work at the shops in the day, so it'd work out with our schedules, too... Nee? What do you think?

Well, I'm not three, that is quite a difference. [Alice would like to think there is a massive difference between three and seven.]

I... I DO want to live with you, but are you sure you're really truly alright with it?

[She bit her lip.] But I do want to, very much so, Miss Miwako.

Y-Yes, of course there's a big difference between three and seven — three is much more difficult! So if I can take care of Alice fine, who's such a handful... then I'm sure helping you would be much easier! Besides, you've always seemed very mature, anyway...

[ The wheels are turning fast upstairs, trying to plan how this would all work. ]

And you know— it wasn't so long ago my roommate Usagi moved out... We'd gotten an apartment together not long after we arrived, and now that she moved in with her friends from home, I was thinking about moving back into the inn soon, to save money— but I can still afford it anyway, no need for me to be greedy! So you'd have your own room! It's not very big or glamorous, but it's near the center of town. Not far from the school either.

[ She's plotting logistics out loud here, more than anything. It's her first time having her own space, and having lived as a guest herself for the past three years in her sister's house, well— there's something a little elating about being able to pay the kindness forward somewhat. The idea is growing on her more and more, for how spontaneously it came to mind.

Besides: Miwako's hated living alone. She drinks a lot and cries all the time and works herself ragged to avoid feeling lately, preferring to just be exhausted when she comes home because it leaves her less time by herself, having never been alone so much in her whole life... But she's not about to advertise that aspect to little Alice. ]

[Alice adored thinking out loud, it's how she got most things done in life, to be quite honest. So she appreciated that Miwako was doing much the same. She smiled, bright and wide and wholly thrilled at the notion she would be living with Miwako.

So she did what she thought was the best course of action.

She hugged onto Miwako yet again, tighter as she kid her face in Miwako's clothes.]

I very much want to live with you!

[She paused.]

We should tell Mr. Ken. [She didn't think Ken would want to live with Miwako, well, maybe he would, but she didn't want Ken to worry either.]

[ Miwako hugs Alice back, kneeling down to her height for extra accessibility. She has one arm around her waist, and one hand cupping the back of her head, stroking her hair when she feels the girl bury her face into her clothes. She smiles warmly, lids lowered... glad to be able to help this child. Miwako has been disturbed from the very start that someone so young has been brought here at all; it's very much shaped the seriousness of their positions and the state of everyone's home worlds in her mind. That even children are brought here at random... something in the universe must be very wrong.

So if she can do something here and now that's very right... She wants to do it. She knows her own limits, though, and knows she only has a two bedroom place. The kids have their own budget, but even if it's a livable wage, they're kids; they should have lots of fun money. She's a little uncertain at the mention of Ken, her face showing her concern as her smile falls, unseen by Alice. ]

I'd love for you to come live with me, Alice-chan~ ...But I don't know what to do about Ken-kun. Miwako only has one spare bedroom. But thirteen is too young to live alone, too...

I... we'll ask him. I've heard about bunk beds, maybe... maybe that if Ken wants to live with us? Or we could take Mr. Nero's old home?

Maybe he won't want to stay? I don't know. I just worry about him. He acts older than people older than him.

Alice-chan, um… How do I say it…

[ Miwako fumbles, concern and discernment knotting her brow slightly, a pout tugging at her pink lips, lashes lowered as she glances down in thought. She clasps her hands to both Alice’s shoulders, then, looking her in the eye again. ]

I’m sure Ken-kun is very nice, and a good boy. But I don’t think a bunk bed is a good idea. Thirteen is, um… a confusing age. I was thirteen once, nee, and so was Arashi. Trust me. I would rather you not share a bedroom. But I’ll help you find a place for Ken-kun and someone to help him, if he’d like that. Miwako has met many kind people here. Okay?

[ There’s an earnestness and maturity in her voice that’s not usually there. Alice has probably never seen Miwako so serious. But she remembers being fourteen and Arashi at fourteen, and figures… thirteen isn’t that different. “Coincidences” happen. Her own experiences influence her worry, even if it’s unnecessary. ]

Oh.

[This felt like an adult matter. One of those things that, while it was explained to her, would only really make sense when she was older. It felt like it should be simple. But... was being thirteen really so different?

She supposed so, but she didn't understand why.

But Miwako wouldn't just say this for no reason. She's clearly trying to get Alice to understand that this was... serious, that she shouldn't have a bedroom shared with Ken. She wanted to understand but it felt just beyond her. Still, she trusted Miwako.

And she hoped Ken wouldn't be mad at her.

At least Miwako would help him? Would Ken still want to be friends even if they didn't live together? She hoped so.

Alice nodded and bit her lip.]

A-Alright Miss Miwako. You don't think... you don't think Ken will be mad at me, will he?

No, no, no! I don't know Ken-kun, but— even if he were disheartened by this... Alice-chan has to look out for herself, nee?
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[ Miwako has an even growing look of concern on her face as she elaborates, answering the girl's questions, consoling her worries. She keeps her hands pressed to Alice's shoulders. ]

It's not all about how boys feel... what boys want... Alice needs to consider Alice first, nee?

[ She doesn't communicate it clearly, nor even recognize it entirely consciously herself, but this is the deep advice that Miwako can offer Alice from her decade of life experience beyond her. Just focus on herself and don't pay so much mind to how her decisions affect anyone else. Especially boys. But why so... Miwako does not say. ]

[Alice tilted her head, quite confused why Ken's being a boy had anything to do with his being upset with her, she voiced as much.]

What... why would it matter if he were a boy? I would be just as worried if it were you. You're both my friends, why would anyone want their friends mad at them?

Ah— Y-Yes, that's right! But my point is, um— it's not appropriate to share a bedroom with him... So I'll help him find someone else he can live with, if he needs help. I don't think he'd be mad at you for looking out for yourself. So don't worry too much about that. Th-That's all.

[ Miwako's floundering a bit, her smile freezing awkwardly and then faltering, unsure how to continue beating around the bush while moving the conversation forward smoothly because... she just wants to make arrangements. She can't explain this cautious worry to Alice. ]

[A small nod. It felt... wrong to just abandon Ken like that after the months they've lived together. But... they also HADN'T shared a room even in Nero's home. So... Miwako was probably very right and Alice just didn't understand it.]

Is... it bad I don't want to share a room? [Even though Alice had offered, she was... glad she wasn't either.

She scowled. That sounded awful to her ears and she blushed.] Am I wicked thing for saying one thing and being glad it didn't happen? [Why was growing up so terribly complicated?]

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