3 Works in Occultic;Nine
"Gamon-kun... we'll run a special about you in our magazine!" Sumikaze says, corners of her mouth lifting, and she leans forward slightly, and Gamon knows she's trying to make him feel better. "How about 'Hero of the Spirit Realm! Approaching the NEET God!' as a title?"
Gamon laughs again. He seems to be losing control of his voice. Tiny tear-tracks streak down his cheeks, and his breaths are rough, ragged, harsh and visceral in the evening air. It seems fitting that everything ends at sunset. The shrine framing his friends' silhouettes is bathed in rose-tinted afternoon light.
"That sounds really good!" He smiles, choked, because his chest is tearing in two, and everyone is crying, and if Gamon is good at anything it's turning the mood around. "But you forgot the 'handsome' part, Touko-san."
Sarai has to sort out his feelings
30 Jul 2017
Death is like a brick wall. But sound can get through that wall. And there's also a nine day window when sound becomes a physical thing, and when things that weren't said and done before can occur.
For Kouji, who barely knew his brother, this was his one and only chance he never thought he'd get.
For Kouichi, it's a chance to do more than just stare at the world he can no longer touch.
For Gamon Yuuta... it's just another place for him to stick his nose, and he can appreciate a good piece of work. Especially when he's the main character. And he is in a unique position...