The air pressure in the room dropped. The lights flickered—not in a scary, poltergeist way, but in a romantic, candlelit-dinner way. The smoke turned a shimmering shade of violet.
He held up a tray containing a bottle of high-end ramune soda, a plush toy of a bewildered cat, and a bag of strawberry mochi. waifu crossing guide
The pamphlet was neon pink and smelled faintly of artificial strawberries. The title, printed in a font that could only be described as ‘aggressive cute,’ read: So You Want to Cross Over? A Beginner’s Guide to Interdimensional Waifu Relations. The air pressure in the room dropped
“Step one,” Elias whispered, his voice trembling. “Clear your mind of cynical thoughts. Purity of heart is the passport.” but in a romantic