:: Dear Diary… I worry about Nello. It’s hard to tell you in detail if I simply were to record my words like this. If only you could speak to me, maybe I could bounce some ideas off of you and possibly come up with a good idea in how to make life easier for Nello…….. Sigh…Puchi. Puchi Puchi. ::
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“Puchi, puchi, puchi.”
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Pastrache was bored. Rather, she was troubled to the point of being bored. Although she had been with a certain T-34 Soviet Tank for over a few weeks, there was something deep in her heart that she found very troubling.
She still didn’t understand the boy---er tank she calls Nello. So far, their relationship was like a brother and sister... Well, that was mostly from Nello’s perspective.
But from the Half-Elf’s point of view, she loved him as much as she loved a big fluffy guard dog. No, that was not to be disrespectful. Think fellow maidens, do you love your dog more than your boyfriend... See! Some of you are nodding in agreement!
"... I wonder what life would be if Nello was in fact this giant red dog with lots of fluffy fur...Uwaaaah. I could totally use him as a blanket during the cold seasons... and rub his snout all day... teach him tricks... Maybe his name would be Cliff*rd...Yeah."
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Pastrache knew there were different kinds of love that could be well defined by the Greek Definition of love. Before she would dived into that deep level of conscious thought, she busied herself by sitting at a lake near the capital city to where she often visited.
Sitting in between her legs, in a non-sexual manner, was this phantom like girl curled up in front of her with her own legs stretched out on the grassy bank. The girl with all blue skin and body didn’t look happy. Maybe it was the fact Pastrache kept poking her soft round cheeks as if she were a plush doll.
<< You used SIMPLE POKE on Hologram Diary's face. You dealt -100 Frustration Damage. >> << Your Relationship with Hologram Diary went from -100 to -200. Please seek counselling. >>
“Puchi Puchi Puchi. Aaaah. Dear Diary. I can’t get enough of rubbing your cheeks together. They’re so soft, no matter how long you’ve been with me.”
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“Sigh. I wish I could understand what you keep telling me. The only sounds you make are akin to a broken radio, and there is no available cipher for your complex Morse system...Hmm...If only you could speak Common, I wouldn’t have felt so lonely while I was a wee lass back in my mother’s cottage…At least, the winter won’t be so cold if we slept together like twin sisters.”
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“Yeah, you’re right. I think I really need to hurry and get me a bunny maid. I’ve become super frustrated lately and with my growing adult body, I’m starting to have lots of maidenly needs now...Sigh.”
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Pastrache didn’t understand why the little girl sitting in between her long legs suddenly jumped to her holographic feet and wanted to run away. Seeing how she was heading towards the lake, she grabbed her by both of the thrashing wrist and held her down. No, it was not like a 'boy throwing his lover onto the bed' held her down.
<< You gained +600 EXP for grappling. Congratulations!! You gained Skill German Suplex Hold Lv. 1 >> << Hologram Diary's status is Prone. You have advantage over her body. >>
“No! You can’t swim in the water! You may be just a leather book on the surface, b-but your have sensitive parts that would get ruined if you get wet like that! Don’t you remember, you're an artificial intelligence program!”
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“Wh-why are you thrashing around like that? I-I’m not going to hurt you! You’re my friend, as well as my diary! I still have to record my thoughts down so please sit still and listen to me or the audio will be distorted!”
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No matter how much the little holographic girl screamed, all of her words came out as noise. Not out of disrespect per se, but rather whatever sound she made resembled to that of a radio trying to adopt to the right frequency or channel. It would sound coherent for one second and then it would be mess up the next.
The best way to imagine it, is to edit several clips that have no connection together and run them at 10 times speeds. That definitly sounds man-made captain.
“…Listen Diary. This is important. Nello is my best friend, o-on equal terms as you of course, and I really want to get close to him. Despite how he looks up to me, or how kind he is… I still feel he wants to keep me at a distance.”
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“Yeah. Lately, every since the incidence where we fell into the ravine, he’s been real quiet. Always in thought. Whenever I talk to him about it, he would gently tell me everything was fine. But I know, regardless if he is a reincarnated automaton born and built for war, he still has a troubled heart. I…as his Big Sister, I should look out for him. Don’t you agree?”
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It was unclear as to what the Holographic Girl said. With a quiet expression, she somehow made several gesture with her micro-body language as if to say ‘none of my business, now let me go back to sleep woman! It's 3 o clock in the morning!’
<< Hologram Diary's Battery is at 5%. Please turn off to begin auto-recharge. >> << Hologram Diary's is afflicted with Exhaustion, all Character Status are temporarily lowered. >> << Hologram Diary is too tired to be able to run. Please let her sleep. >>
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"Hmm? You think so too? Yeah, Nello has been kind of acting odd recently. Everytime he looks at me, he suddenly turns his long nose away. I guess he is trying to avoid making eye contact. But surely there is no need to be self-conscious or shy around me right. I mean... I don’t look like a slut right?”
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The Holographic Girl frowned. She didn't understand what was so important for the Half-Elf to activate the Diary Protocol so early in the morning. Even if she did notice how Pastrache was troubled, the little Hologram Girl seriously paid little to no attention to her owner's emotions. The phantom like being really want to curl up and sleep, not listen to someone complain all night...
The Half-Elf let out another long sigh. Deep in thought, she would move her soft and slender arms, raise a hand to stroke her pure chaste neck, wipe off the lip gloss from the corner of her full mouth, and then sweep her fingers to comb her long honey blonde side-tail. Every now and then the Hologram Girl would watch Pastrache mumble to herself, massaging her long pointed ears, and pull on the thigh-high stockings that covered her long and beautiful legs.
Legs that would make every woman fall for her.. even this Narrator (*gulp*).
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“KYAAAAAH! WH-WHY DID YOU PINCH MY THIGH! TH-THAT’S NOT NICE! I-IT WILL LEAVE A BRUISE! I-I SERIOUS DON’T WANT PEOPLE IN THE GUILD THINK I’M A SLUT WHO TAKES IT ANYWHERE!”
The Half-Elf was kicked her lovely legs up and down across the grass, all the while holding her Diary in the form of a wriggling Holographic girl who looks no older than 10. She ignored the grunts and mumbles the Holographic child made, while she vented out her childlike furstation across the lake bank.
“Is it a crime to look pretty! I mean, I’m not trying to attract unwanted attention or have men involve me in their messed up fantasy of every R-Rated genre possible!! I-I just want to wear cute clothing and look nice!”
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“Bugggffff! S-stop moving, y-your elbows hit my stomach! I bruise easily!”
After a small war between the two girls, the Half-Elf ended up calling a truce. What signed the piece treaty was her chin stamping itself across the top of the Holographic Girl. Despite how transparent and unreal she looked, the chin didn’t fall through and enter the ghostly cranium.
Somehow, this gesture alone made the Holographic girl fall silent.
“…….. I was once lonely, you know… Nello changed all that when he first met me…I… I really want to return the favor.”
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“… He keeps calling me his Big Sister, even when we just met. The first stranger he saw the moment he woke up from his transmigration to this new world. A reality he doesn’t understand.”
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“Normally, I hear only some people from That Other World were kind, and would go on great adventures with the inhabitants here to make great changes… But most of them who do come over, always end up impregnating the girls in my village…Often, my mother would hide me in the underground pantry if she didn’t trust this ‘new visitor’ from another world…But Nello is different… regardless if he isn't human.”
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“He looks up to me, as if I was truly the big sister he never had… But, I’m a Half-Elf, a half-blooded being…I….Every day, I feel I have no right to hold his admirations on my shoulder… I couldn’t even take care of my own problems.”
<< You used TIGHT HUG on Hologram Diary. You dealt -2 Crushing Damage. Please calm down. >> << Your Emotional Status is at 68% in the red zone. Please seek out a Psychologist. >>
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“Yeah… I’m not a very good role model… but I’m willing to try. For Nello’s Sake. I honestly, honestly, want to connect with him deeper.”
The Holographic Girl frowned again, but not in a bad way. She could be seen moving her hands and fingers across Pastrache’s arm, her phantom-blue fingers up and down to nibble at the skin. It was the same way a little girl would stroke the back of a cat, or scratch in between its ears.
This gesture alone would have always made Pastrache feel ticklish, cheering up with a restraint giggle. Having been with the Half-Elf since she was a wee lass, the Hologram Girl knew everything that would make her owner smile again.
However, today seemed to have been different. Even with both ghostly hands rubbing the Half-Elf forearm, not a single smile appeared from the depth of this depressing abyss that Pastrache's heart was trapped in. Even if there was so much as a grin, it was merely a facade to shield the fragile emotions she was thinking about.
The Hologram Girl knew this too well.
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“… You’re right."
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"Maybe I should try and wear something even prettier to catch Nello’s eye."
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In that moment, there was this incomprehensible silence between the Half-Elf and her Living Diary. It was hard to count how many seconds had passed, but to the Hologram Girl the comment she heard was enough to make her stare at nothing for a good 30 minutes. Even without any regular nerves, her eyebrow could be seen twitching.
"Given that he sounds like a boy, I’m guessing he’s a boy. I should treat him more like a growing young man and show him how beautiful a lady could be. That should raise up his down spirits, don’t you think?”
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<< You were hit with SUPER PUNCH to the nose. It dealt -30 Bludgeoning Damage. Super Effective! >> << Your Status is now Prone. Enemies have Advantage over your body. >>
“BUGYAAAFFFGG! Y-YOU PUNCHED ME!? YOU ACTUALLY PUNCHED ME! TH-THAT’S THE 20TH TIME THIS YEAR! ALRIGHT, THAT’S IT! NO MORE NICE SOB QUEEN! I’M GOING TO SPANK YOU UNTIL YOU CONVERT YOUR VOICE BOX TO SPEAK COMMON!”
In the end, the Half-Elf thought through her dilemma.
Somehow, the conversation with her living diary gave her new insight she never thought to have been able to reach by talking to herself. So she truly felt grateful for this girl made out of programmed magic and artificial intelligence… a present from her parents she had been keeping since she was born.
Hence, Pastrache believed it was worth all the punches and kicks she received on her body from the raging Hologram Girl.
[DUMBASPKM__STUPIDQAZ__WHORUJM!]
"GUBYAAGGFFFF!? H-HOW DARE YOU DROP KICK ME IN THE FACE! LOOK! MY LIP IS CUT FROM YOUR HEEL! H-HOW CAN I EVER SHOW MYSELF WITHOUT SOME GUY THINKING I TAKE IT HARD AFTER GOING ON MY KNEES! NELLO WOULD THINK I'M A WOMAN WITH ZERO MORAL! SO I DON'T CARE IF YOUR A COLLECTION OF ARCANE PARTICLES AND MAGIC CIRCUITS - LET - ME - SPANK - YOUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
<< You have entered combat with Hologram Diary. Friendly Fire. Friendly Fire. >> << Your Relationship with Party Member is now -500 (MAX). Please seek counselling, Miss Rebel. >>