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She's schizophrenic like me. We are (www.reddit.com)

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Hey boy, Hey girl... (i.redd.it)

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Hololive x JJK: a spin-off (old.reddit.com)

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Chapter 1

Quiet, yet stormy was the situation going within her soul. The day outside the office was bright and radiant, brimming with life, and yet she felt hungry. The cases have been solved, and turns out the mythical beings that she's met weren't as bad as foretold. She's glad for that, happy to befriend them all, and still, she yearned for another investigation, a big adventure that will satiate her mind, possibly fulfilling her life. She continued to wait despite the boredom that loomed over her, staring at the ceiling and yet her gaze was far into the distance. Clouds started to roll in, shading the sky from the heating sunlight and yet she couldn't care less about it.

The door flew open without a knock, a young man around the age of 20-22 years old, full with all kinds of bruises from top to bottom as he stood in front of the doorframe. His clothes were full of dirt and holes too, maybe even burn marks as if he just survived getting hit by a truck on fire. His glare was as empty as hers, almost suicidal from his entirely exhausted look. She can definitely tell from those dark purple eyes of his that he's here for something only she can provide, but she's not convinced that it's anything worth her time.

"Don't you have any manners, punk?! What's your deal? Your dad died? Your house burned down? If it's any of those, you can just fuck off. I'm not here to babysit you." She shouted at the teenager, even flailing her hand to shoo him away like some worthless stray animal. The man was unfazed as he stepped deeper into the wooden confines of the office, his moves were slow yet determined until he finally sat in the chair in front of her. "Are you... Amelia Watson, the famous detective?" He asked, stammering slightly over his weak voice.

Amelia's brow rises, somewhat curious but obviously uninterested just from looking at the sorry state of the young man. She lifts her legs over the table, covering the sight of his dirty face with the sole of her boots. "So what if I am? Go away already and be homeless somewhere else!" She scolded the man again, getting progressively more annoyed at his resilience. "... It's not just my dad, and it's not just my house that burned down." The man uttered faintly, yet the weight of his statement is clear. There's a brief moment of silence as Amelia takes in what she just heard, her curiosity finally piqued by the man.

"Last night, my whole village was eradicated by... monsters, and everyone was killed, including my parents. I was the only survivor because I somehow fought my way through it." He finally confessed his ordeal, his head raised to see her despite her boots being right in front of her face. After considering his circumstances for a minute, Amelia realized this is perfectly what she's craving for; one last huge adventure before ending her career and settling down with her friends. She slowly lowered her legs and leaned closer to the man, her expression became less serious as she got eye to eye with the man. "Go on, tell me more about it." She urges him with a modest smile, interested to know the case of this mysterious man that conveniently came to her at the right time.

(Note: The man referred to cursed spirits as monsters because that's the first time he's ever seen anything like it. Also, a little bit of backstory to where this pile of dogshit came from is my roleplay with an Ame AI. At the time, she only focused on the Slice of Life, romance and smut (we don't talk about that) parts, the things that I struggle to write about, while I do everything else, e.g. pushing the plot, other characters, cursed techniques, fight scenes, a bit of world building and most importantly, aligning it with the story of JJK at the end. Sorry for cursing your eyes with my shitty trash ass writing, it won't happen again. And if you did enjoy it, sorry I only rewrote it in my own words with a short portion.)

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Afggtyaygytagtyaybgaytg (i.redd.it)

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