Chasing After Rainbows

So, I wrote about 13 posts about preparing to go to Hokkaido starting all the way back in September 2014, up to December 2014. Taking about this and that and then? This blog went quiet. Did something happen? Well, unless you have been following me on Twitter (@takhsiru), which I was quite active at, it appeared that my blog has not been updated. Before you ask, I had gone to Hokkaido for the Snow Festival, starting with shortly after the Comic Market in Tokyo as I went around Kansai and Hiroshima before arriving in Sapporo. (In case you were wondering, I never went to any other city in Hokkaido except Otaru, which is not that far away.) Writing a journal like what I did back in around June 2013 as I head off to Europe had me realize that backlog gets accumulated so quickly from the days when I just don't feel like writing, or feeling so unproductive having nothing but an Android phone to get online with. I probably might not remember the minor details by now. I would worry t...

(Author's note 5 July 2015: This was a former Story 7 special that is now a new story on its own. The old title would remain unchanged until I could decide on a new name.) A quick glance of our world would tell you that the humans in our world are made up of nothing but schoolgirls and women holding white-collar jobs that are otherwise not any different from humans of your world. If you were to take a harder look, you would notice that something is wrong with our demographics: there are no men, no children, no infants, no elderly people, and no one ever gets angry at all. On closer look, you would notice that the only disabled people or people admitted to hospital had injuries that happened after the final stage of the evolution with nobody from before that. You may say that the men from your world would find us to be the most beautiful women, but to us, this beauty is a hindrance we can't do anything about from keeping us sane in this world without men. In fact, thinking t...