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Hayami, 30 years later
This is the result of a collaboration with my friend 
FurLovingHumie using my character Hayami, a kitsune, during her retirement after serving time in her world's military and helping win a war.
I made the drawing while FurLovingHumie he wrote this story. I hope you like it and any constructive comments are appreciated.
[STORY BEGIN]
As I sat in the wooden chair on my porch, a cup of tea in hand, I watched my daughter, Kiyoko, drag a hay bale from her truck into the barn. I always insisted that she didn’t have to do any work during her visits, but she did it anyway.
I felt lucky to have such a caring daughter.
After she was done, she sat in a chair next to mine on the porch. “Phew,” she exclaimed, “I’m exhausted.”
“I told you that you didn’t need to move the hay bales for me.” I stated.
She shrugged and said, “How could I not? You’re my mom, I’d do anything for you.”
“That’s very sweet of you, Kiyo.” I said with a slight blush on my face. “Do you want some tea? I’ve nearly finished mine.”
“No thanks mom, I’m good.”
“Alright, if you insist. How’s your boyfriend by the way?”
“His job is slowly killing him, but other than that? He’s perfectly fine.” She said with a groan.
I sighed, placing my tea cup on the small table between us, “I swear, if they don’t give that boy better hours and pay, I’ll march over there and deal with them myself.”
Kiyoko giggled, “What’re you going to do, mom? Throw them around with your magic?”
“Oh goodness, I wouldn’t actually hurt them! I’d just, well, scare them a bit.” I explained.
“Heh, makes sense, you are a scary person.”
“Since when?” I asked with faux shock.
“Since I accidentally broke one of the dinner plates when I was five.” She chuckled, leaning back in her chair.
“Oh right… I did shout quite loudly that night, didn’t I? I don’t remember much else but I’m so sorry if-”
“It’s fine, mom. We both apologized afterwards and you made up for it.”
“How?”
“By being an awesome mom.”
“… Thank you, Kiyoko.”
“Don’t sweat it, mom.” My daughter said before standing up and stretching, “You wanna come inside? I’m in the mood to just cool off with the AC on after spending so much time in the sun.”
“That sounds good to me.”
We walked inside and turned the air conditioner on, making the house feel nice and chilly. We both sat on the sofa and looked for something to watch on TV, though we weren’t having a lot of luck with that.
“Do you ever miss the old days mom?” Kiyoko suddenly asked.
“Pardon?”
“Y’know, the wartimes? I’m sorry, that’s probably insensitive of me.”
“No, no, that’s a perfectly fine question to ask, sweetheart. Truth be told, It’s a bit of a ‘yes and no’ kind of thing.”
“Oh?” She tilted her head, I did my best to not giggle because she looked so cute whenever she did it.
“Yes, I miss all of the friends I made during those days, and perhaps I miss pummeling german soldiers a little too much,” I chuckled, “but all of the death and suffering we all went through? No… I don’t miss any of that at all. It motivated me to fight the enemy even harder, at least.”
“I see… Sorry, mom.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about, dear. You wanted to learn a bit about your mom’s history, and I was more than willing to tell you about it.”
Those days sure were wild. I fought for my country, made lots of friends in the army, lost a good chunk of those friends on the battlefield, but it all turned out ok in the end. We won after all, and I could finally relax, spend time with friends and family, and never worry about a world-wide scale war ever again.
“Oh hey, it’s a documentary about the war.” Kiyoko said with pleasant surprise as she finished her channel surfing.
“I wonder if I’m in it?” I pondered with an amused smirk.
“Let’s find out.”
[STORY END]
FurLovingHumie using my character Hayami, a kitsune, during her retirement after serving time in her world's military and helping win a war.I made the drawing while
FurLovingHumie he wrote this story. I hope you like it and any constructive comments are appreciated.[STORY BEGIN]
As I sat in the wooden chair on my porch, a cup of tea in hand, I watched my daughter, Kiyoko, drag a hay bale from her truck into the barn. I always insisted that she didn’t have to do any work during her visits, but she did it anyway.
I felt lucky to have such a caring daughter.
After she was done, she sat in a chair next to mine on the porch. “Phew,” she exclaimed, “I’m exhausted.”
“I told you that you didn’t need to move the hay bales for me.” I stated.
She shrugged and said, “How could I not? You’re my mom, I’d do anything for you.”
“That’s very sweet of you, Kiyo.” I said with a slight blush on my face. “Do you want some tea? I’ve nearly finished mine.”
“No thanks mom, I’m good.”
“Alright, if you insist. How’s your boyfriend by the way?”
“His job is slowly killing him, but other than that? He’s perfectly fine.” She said with a groan.
I sighed, placing my tea cup on the small table between us, “I swear, if they don’t give that boy better hours and pay, I’ll march over there and deal with them myself.”
Kiyoko giggled, “What’re you going to do, mom? Throw them around with your magic?”
“Oh goodness, I wouldn’t actually hurt them! I’d just, well, scare them a bit.” I explained.
“Heh, makes sense, you are a scary person.”
“Since when?” I asked with faux shock.
“Since I accidentally broke one of the dinner plates when I was five.” She chuckled, leaning back in her chair.
“Oh right… I did shout quite loudly that night, didn’t I? I don’t remember much else but I’m so sorry if-”
“It’s fine, mom. We both apologized afterwards and you made up for it.”
“How?”
“By being an awesome mom.”
“… Thank you, Kiyoko.”
“Don’t sweat it, mom.” My daughter said before standing up and stretching, “You wanna come inside? I’m in the mood to just cool off with the AC on after spending so much time in the sun.”
“That sounds good to me.”
We walked inside and turned the air conditioner on, making the house feel nice and chilly. We both sat on the sofa and looked for something to watch on TV, though we weren’t having a lot of luck with that.
“Do you ever miss the old days mom?” Kiyoko suddenly asked.
“Pardon?”
“Y’know, the wartimes? I’m sorry, that’s probably insensitive of me.”
“No, no, that’s a perfectly fine question to ask, sweetheart. Truth be told, It’s a bit of a ‘yes and no’ kind of thing.”
“Oh?” She tilted her head, I did my best to not giggle because she looked so cute whenever she did it.
“Yes, I miss all of the friends I made during those days, and perhaps I miss pummeling german soldiers a little too much,” I chuckled, “but all of the death and suffering we all went through? No… I don’t miss any of that at all. It motivated me to fight the enemy even harder, at least.”
“I see… Sorry, mom.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about, dear. You wanted to learn a bit about your mom’s history, and I was more than willing to tell you about it.”
Those days sure were wild. I fought for my country, made lots of friends in the army, lost a good chunk of those friends on the battlefield, but it all turned out ok in the end. We won after all, and I could finally relax, spend time with friends and family, and never worry about a world-wide scale war ever again.
“Oh hey, it’s a documentary about the war.” Kiyoko said with pleasant surprise as she finished her channel surfing.
“I wonder if I’m in it?” I pondered with an amused smirk.
“Let’s find out.”
[STORY END]
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