Tickle Me MelanTICKLE ME MELAN!Tickle Me Melan4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
by Chill Winterheart
"Look Melan~!" I heard her squeal in delight, pointing at the orange-streaked Tokyo sky. School was done for the day, and we were flying home.
"Isn't it beautiful?" she asked softly. I gazed briefly at the tiny, brown-haired girl in my arms and looked up at the sky again. I nodded in agreement.
The crisis between Earth and Brigadoon finally ended a few days ago. With both worlds stable and the next Day of Pasca a hundred years away, I decided to stay with Marin at the nagaya. This despite the protests of the Chairman for Life Improvement Committee. This despite my own fear that I'd be useless to Marin, now that there are no more enemies to fight.
But my fears proved unfounded. Days passed by and I become more and more comfortable with the nagaya's daily human routine. I now escort her to and from school on a regular basis, and sometimes accompany her on her paper route. I no longer sen