*While you didn’t really feel like it, Sachiko’s mother had practically been begging on her hands and knees for you to try to get her daughter out of the house, and you didn’t have the heart to refuse. Walking up the stairs, you imagined everything else you’d like to do instead of this, like hanging with the other popular girls at school or maybe painting your nails. It had apparently been important that Sachiko only interact with girls for the time being, something you didn’t understand until y...