[A/N: With New Game!! complete, here’s a collection short after the fact scenes. Spoilers for the finale! The timelines for these stories might not be entirely concurrent. ]
Aoba was smiling as she sat at the computer.
“Peco’s selling well, it seems,” Hifumi said, and Aoba jumped.
“Gah! You’ve gotten way too good at sneaking up on me,” Aoba said, putting a hand over her heart.
“Or maybe you’re just getting too used to my presence,” Hifumi countered, and smiled at Aoba as she swivelled the chair around to face her fiance.
“Shouldn’t it work the other way, that I get better at noticing you?” Aoba asked with a wry smile. “But yeah, it seems like the game is going to be a success.” Her smiled waned a little, and she turned back towards the screen. “But…”
[A/N: New Game S2 is still giving me ideas for new stories. No new Umiko/Nene idea yet though. Maybe soon.]
Hifumi smiled to herself. It was nice when everything was going on schedule. Even if it meant staying late to finish writing that schedule. Maybe staying late wasn’t strictly necessary, but she had her reasons.
Aoba’s design work was coming along nicely. Hifumi thought they were cute. Maybe occasionally a little weird. Though Aoba seemed tired at times. At least once it looked like she had been crying before she came home. All Hifumi thought she could do was be supportive. Aoba would tell her about it if she felt the need to.
Yun had seemed more motivated lately. Not that she had ever slacked on her work, but there seemed to be something extra spirited about her. Hifumi selfishly hoped that part of that was because of her leadership.
And Momo was picking things up quickly. Probably quicker than Aoba did, though she didn’t want to say that openly to her fiance. Momo’s main issue was that she seemed to have trouble interacting with the others. Which Hifumi could empathise with, but it still made her worry. Also…
[A/N: It’s been a while since the last entry in this series now, so to spare anyone who doesn’t want to go back and read those previous stories, here’s the TL;DR: Aoba and Hifumi are living together, and are engaged.]
Hifumi is resting in the office at home. There had been a meeting at work today, and by the time she got home she was exhausted. Aoba had gone shopping to give Hifumi some quiet time. Hifumi smiles fondly thinking about her fiance, certain she has made the right choice.
She could have gone taken a nap in bed, but if she ends up sleeping too long, it will ruin her night’s sleep. Dimming the lights in the office, and resting on the couch in there is an acceptable alternative. She has a napping pillow similar to the one at work, and is currently resting on her side while gently petting Sojiro with two fingers. The little hedgehog has a perpetually grumpy look, but Hifumi can tell he loves her. She’s sure he likes Aoba too, even if Aoba isn’t as convinced. She puts too much stock in his expression.
[A/N: Another Umiko/Nene fic, because they are so darn cute. It’s a sequel to the previous one, but I don’t think you necessarily have to have read it to enjoy this one.]
“Umicchi!” Nene called out while hurrying over to Umiko. For her part, Umiko’s eyebrow twitched.
“I told you not to call me that,” Umiko said in a dangerous tone, and started reaching into her purse.
“Ah, don’t shoot me! I’m sorry, Umiko-san,” Nene said quickly, throwing up her hands as a sense of panic settling over her. But Umiko didn’t stop, and out of her purse she pulled! Some breath mints.
“Don’t be silly, Sakura-san. I wouldn’t be so foolish as to take out a gun in public,” Umiko said with a satisfied smile. Not that she was carrying one anyway, but hopefully that reaction meant Nene had learned better. “But seriously, don’t call me that. I mean it. You want one?” She offered a breath mint to Nene.
“Sure,” Nene said a little hesitantly, lowering her hands slowly. Just in case there was a catch to it. However, she just got a breath mint. It tasted minty. A bit stronger than she expected.
It was time for their next progress meeting, and Umiko was heading for the place where she was meeting Nene. Something had been on her mind regarding these meetings though. Weren’t they sort of like dates? They fed each other ice cream. That’s a date thing. Even using the same spoon. A slight hint of pink manifested on Umiko’s cheeks.
But she knew better than to make assumptions without further proof. Nene was a little younger, and perhaps it’s common for her to do that stuff as just a friendly thing. Perhaps she was oblivious to what she was doing. That was also a possibility. Nene might be a bit childish, but Umiko could admit she was a little charmed by this brash girl. It was easy to feel relaxed around her, especially because of how straight-forward she was.
She smiled slightly as she approached their meeting place, and saw Nene had arrived first this time. Perhaps Umiko should ambush her, but there wasn’t a lot of cover. Had Nene purposefully placed herself as much in the open as possible? Umiko figured she might as well just approach normally.
It’s a nice relaxed morning for Aoba and Hifumi. Actually it’s nearly noon, and they’re having a slightly early lunch because they’re soon heading out to walk under the cherry blossoms.
It has been two months since they moved together now. One month since they moved into a slightly bigger place. They quickly realised Hifumi’s old apartment wasn’t suited for two people living there full time.
[NSFW: Explicit Sexual Content]
[Follow-up to Meeting The Parents]
“Hey, I’m 19 now, you know!” Aoba says loudly as Hifumi, Hajime, and Yun laugh at her.
“Yet still not old enough to drink,” Hifumi teases, and boops her nose. Aoba pouts very grumpily. Hifumi’s not drinking tonight either though. She has plans for later.
“And you’ll always be younger than us,” Hajime says, earning a scowl from Aoba, which just causes her and Yun to laugh even more.
They have all gone out after work today in honour of Aoba’s birthday. There had been a small celebration at lunch-break too, like with Hifumi last week. Then the four of them decided an after-work outing was called for. Kou and Rin unfortunately couldn’t come. Aoba thinks she’s being teased too much, though.
[Sequel to Back to Reality]
Aoba hasn’t completely smoothed things over with her mother, but they are talking again. Her father had kept good on his promise, and the first thing Aoba did after coming home was apologising for not letting them know sooner.
While it’s not like they’re entirely back to normal, things are better. Aoba isn’t entirely sure if her mother is genuinely that disappointed because she is not settling down with a man, or if it was the whole ‘not letting them know sooner’ thing that was the biggest problem. She is aware of the very common ‘oh, she’ll grow out of it’ mindset among people regarding same-sex attraction, and maybe her mother had thought the same until Aoba had dropped this on them.
[Sequel to Tourists For a Day]
It had gotten pretty late before they fell asleep last night, so it’s taking a bit extra to wake up this morning. Neither of them are typical morning coffee drinkers, but this morning it feels necessary.
An early bath doesn’t really help either, since they just relax more. Though splashing themselves with the showers afterwards is marginally effective. At this rate they’ll both fall asleep on the train.
“This is your fault,” Hifumi says groggily as they’re eating breakfast.
“Look,” Aoba says while yawning. “I was feeling rather pent up, and you were so very delicious.” She did maybe go a bit overboard, but she’s not going to admit to that.
[Sequel to A Hot (Spring) Evening]
While the option to stay at the inn all day was on the table, they decide to go sight-seeing instead. They have the whole day open after all.
After getting breakfast, they go to visit a local shrine first. Aoba really wants to wish for good luck in reconciling with her mother. Hifumi also wishes for things to go well for Aoba with her family. And in a similar vein for things to go well when she breaks the ‘news’ to her own.
They stop by the collection of charms for sale on their way out. Aoba isn’t normally a particularly superstitious person, but seeing if there’s anything that fits her current situation couldn’t hurt.