MYO-7603: Mikohara

Sometimes, the doctor would lift Ayano from his hospital bed and place him in a wheelchair. They enjoyed the company, but even more enjoyed looking out of the hospital windows, gazing out upon the bustling city that lay just beyond the hill. It was a beautiful place, and Ayano often wondered what life would be like outside of the pristine, bleach-stained walls of Burrowgatory Hill Hospital.  But, perhaps they would never know.  Because they were dying.  ...

It turns out that to make the actual ambrosia, Ashes needs to boil the stems of the flowers that he planted to get the sap out. At least it’s more interesting than actually planting more of these things, Ashes supposes this can be educational as Primrose observes his progress. Yet to Ashes, it does suck that he can’t taste what he’s making unless he wants to get poisoned. Really, it’s as if he’s making food that he can’t taste because it’ll make him sick. “Don�...

The sights and sounds of Cherubmas festivities filled the air, and it was obvious that the season was in full swing with the height of the holiday rearing. In a way, it was almost a shame to see it gone so soon. A month didn’t feel like nearly enough time. Cherubmas was a delight to all who experienced it, at least that’s the way it seemed. Not to mention, it was a great way to experience the delights of the Cherubuns and their culture. A look into the Heavenly Meadow that Ashes had yet t...

The next time he ends up at the Heavenly Embassy to harvest the flowers which he so diligently planted, Primrose is back to looking annoyed at him. Ashes has done nothing wrong to his knowledge. All the same, Primrose’s expression does not change. Ashes has never felt quite so guilty for having a cup of coffee on him except Beanny’s coffee is worth every carat and he has no intention of letting it go. “And here I thought that you’d never arrive,” Primrose co...

It’s another week before Ashes ends up back at the Heavenly Embassy for round four. He wants to learn more about Cherubuns and the only thing he’s ended up learning about is how to take care of flowers. It hardly seems like a fair trade to him given how he’s only getting crumbs out of the various Cherubuns, even if it’s mostly Primrose. To say that he's prepared for no answers yet again is an understatement. “Ah, you’ve arrived,” Primrose says just as he...

Another week goes by before Ashes goes back to the Heavenly Embassy because by Primrose’s words: the flowers that you planted would have started to grow by then. And the Cherubun is right. Though in Ashes’ perspective, he thought that they’d be growing faster than this when he sees the fruits of his labour. “You don’t look particularly happy about your flowers,” Primrose remarks. “Flowers don’t grow in a week or two, Ashes. This is normal.” “Still, c...

One week later, Ashes finds himself back at the Heavenly Embassy much to Primrose’s dismay. Apparently the Cherubun isn’t happy to see him again but then again, he doesn’t think Primrose likes seeing anyone. “You always make it look like you hate seeing Succubuns here as if we don’t help you run errands,” he points out rather unhelpfully. Primrose scoffs. “I told you that some of you are tolerable. And yes, this time I do need you to run an errand for one. One that...

It goes like this when Ashes slowly gets to understand Cherubuns – he’s always been relatively curious about them in the first place. After all, he’s doing this to better understand Cherubuns, less so about the flowers. Ambrosia is interesting but they’re basically plants at the end of the day. Primrose, does not agree with his assessment. “It’s the only thing we can drink,” Primrose points out. “Alcohol is poisonous for us.” “Yeah, but haven�...