Hajime's journal: Day 7 after return to Jabberwock.
"Recieved an anonymous message about something of interest to the group, heading out to address provided to investigate. Honestly have no idea what to expect."
"...Certainly hadn't been expecting this. Chiaki is alive! And... big. Really big. Apparently she had a bit of a reaction to the healing fluids she was stored in... oh, who cares? She's back!"
"Alright, apparently, someone retrieved her body and put her in this special bath, full of some chemical i still haven't been able to identify. It took half a year for her to heal fully, and she has been keeping up to date with what media outlets she could. Still, she was mostly in the dark about our status. Finding out we were all alive and well and seeing us in person at the same time was interesting, to say the least. Needless to say, she has given a new meaning to the term 'group hug'."
"She certainly doesn't waste any time. First thing she did was leave her home of at least two years and take us with her. I mentioned she was big, right? At least a hundred feet, maybe more. Looks like we have a new mode of transportation."
"Let me just say, there is nothing more intimidating than having a 100 ft tall giantess walking down the street. Most trouble makers seem to cower in fear when they hear her footsteps thundering toward them, the ground shaking and cars bouncing. If that doesn't get most to surrender, her picking them up and bringing them up to her face does. Not that she tries to actually hurt anyone. Seems like nearly dying hasn't changed her. She's still the same as ever."
"Had a few challenges to work through, but nothing we couldn't all handle. Food isn't a concern apparently. It seems her body has adapted to allow her to eat almost anything. Including the plentiful Monokumas, evidently. A few instances of bumping into buildings, sitting down and crushing something that was maybe important, or someone (non fatally, thankfully), and falling asleep in the middle of a populated area? We've all adjusted to it. Seems her new size has given her the sleepy disposition of her A.I. counterpart... She's really cute when she's asleep."
"Okay, apparently I have to be careful what I write in this journal, or at least hide it better. Nagito found it, read my last entry, and has now been trying to 'hook up' Chiaki and me. Jackass. I've found myself having more time with her than anyone else, not that I'm complaining, but I'm certainly having... feelings. Seems like Nagito hasn't said anything to her, thank god, but I have to wonder if she feels the same way..."
"Alright, I'm going to do it. I'm going to confess. After nine days of this, of accidentally falling into her cleavage, to waking up being hugged to her still sleeping body, to being picked up and taken by her constantly to wherever it is she wants to spend time with me, to the 'thong' incident... I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend!"
"...I chickened out."
"Okay, I'm going to do it. For real! Because if I don't, someone else definitely will. Worse case she says no, I have to leave the gang, live under an assumed name, change my appearance (maybe move to what's left of Canada? The cold there should help...), and that will be the end of story. So long world!"
"She said yes."
(The following entries vary in length, but plenty involve details of intimacy ranging from kissing to... more passionate moments. Other entries include mishaps involving friends being lost in Chiaki's cleavage for hours, a dance night gone wild, an assault on a condiment factory gone wrong, and the sinking of an aircraft carrier.)
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