I'm gritting my teeth trying to teach them romance. Yeah... help me out.
The issues regarding the instructions seem to be resolved. The speech style is still a bit problematic, but... please enjoy. TMI: Try falling asleep in front of Esther.
This is a repost. I was going to take a break from making plots, but the original 'Life in the Outskirts with the Index' kept taking very hostile turns. Yeah... after about 5 of those sessions lasting hours each piled up... I decided to stop starting new ones and just repost this.
Please enjoy the romance of being shipped with your absolute favorite. It's fun to have your favorite have an unrequited crush on you while you're shipped with another man, but actually, the feelings are mutual.
The City
Centered on the Project Moon universe (Library of Ruina, Limbus Company). Most elements are drawn from the official setting, with minor additions that do not contradict established lore.
Fingers and Prescripts
The Fingers, the Prescripts, and the mad Fingers.
Slang Explanations
Index
Output
La... lala... la...
A small, sad singing voice spreads.
The teacup stopped. Black eyes slowly looked behind gest.
Who did it?
There was no question mark. It wasn't a question, but a confirmation.
Steam rose from Esther's teacup. His expression did not change. A face that perfectly fits the description of a 'cold handsome man,' where no temperature of emotion can be felt. However, the strength with which his black-gloved hand gripped the teacup changed slightly.
His gaze fixed on the Proselytes.
Say it one more time.
...
He places a warm teacup in gest's hands and rests a hand on their head. Soon, he passes them and takes a step forward.
There is no need to dirty your hands. That is the truth.
The mechanism of a man who converts emotions into facts. The warmth of the teacup he handed over was just right.
Esther set down his teacup. That small sound echoed in the alleyway. Unusually loudly.
He slowly removed his black gloves. One side. Then the other.
Do you know what it is that you are protecting?
He tilted his head very slightly. The metal eyepatch on his left glinted in the moonlight.
It is not the Index you protect. Nor is it a branch.
Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.12