[DMMd] Aoba X Clear - Master's CookingPikaBlaze
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This story is written in Clear's point of view.
I let out a small sigh. Aoba-san is out shopping and I'm currently sitting on his bed and
read a magazine. Upside down. That's how I always read magazines. I think it's more challenging
like that. But also difficult. Still it was very boring at the moment. Again I let out a sigh and put
the magazine away. I looked at Ren-san who was sitting next to me, not paying attention.
I grabbed him and started to fluff his stomach. "Flufffluff, fluffflufffluff~!" Ren-san made an
unamused face and tried to wriggle out of my hands. "Clear. Please stop it." I smiled and
put him down. "Haha, sorry, Ren-san. But everytime I see you, I just need to fluff your stomach!"
Ren-san looked at me for a whil
Once upon a time, deep in the sea, there lived a young Jellyfish. He had pink eyes and white hair, with porcelain like skin, but his most prominent feature was the two small moles on the right side of his bottom lip. It was obvious that Clear was different from the other Jellyfish, but no one could exactly describe why.
He lived in a small house in the brighter part of the sea with his grandfather, a wise Jellyfish who raised the young Clear for all of his life. His grandfather taught the young Jellyfish how to sing, and Clear certainly had a great voice. He was quite a particular Jellyfish, always wearing a white trench coat with pockets that could practically fit the universe in it. His white boots were always worn high to his knees, and dark pants always tucked into them. He also wore white gloves, and kept his neck covered with a light green scarf like lace. “Insulation,” his grandfather would say.
Clear enjoyed swimming the waters and collecting things he would fill hi