Fluffy Moco School Life! ~ Hey Hey, What Shall We Eat After School Today? ~
Fuwawa and Mococo are twin sisters with fluffy white dog ears. Today marks their first day at a small local school. Fuwawa loves light blue, and Mococo loves pink. They always greet everyone together, saying "Hello!" in perfect unison.
Fuwawa, the older sister, is calm and a bit easygoing. Mococo, the younger sister, is full of energy and a little childish. Their favorite things are berry sweets like strawberries and blueberries, as well as games and anime. During free time at school, they play
Fluffy Moco School Life! ~ Hey Hey, What Shall We Eat After School Today? ~ - The Fluffy Sisters' First Day After Transferring Schools — The Light Blue Ribbon and a Small First Cry
A spring morning. The air was faintly sweet.
Fuwawa Abyssguard stopped in front of the school gate. Her fluffy white dog ears twitched nervously. The light blue ribbon swayed in the wind.
"…So this is Mofresia Academy."
Her younger sister, Mococo Abyssguard, standing beside her, bounced with boundless energy. Her twin-tails, tied with pink ribbons, bobbed up and down. Her big pink eyes sparkled.
"Whoa! Big sis, look! There are so many berry trees! It smells so sweet!"
Mococo's dog ears perked up and down happily. Fuwawa's were still pressed flat. The same white dog ears, yet their movements were completely different.
Mofresia City. Known as "the town of sweet scents," this place thrived on berry cultivation, and 35% of its population was kemonomimi—people with dog ears or cat ears. A peaceful town where humans and kemonomimi lived side by side as a matter of course.
Fuwawa softly breathed in the berry scent carried on the spring breeze. Cherry blossom petals fluttered down. On either side of the school gate stood rows of low berry bushes, still bearing green fruit.
"…Mococo, your ribbon's crooked."
Fuwawa reached out and fixed her sister's pink ribbon. Mococo scrunched her neck, ticklish.
"Ehehe. Thanks, big sis."
Fuwawa's ears finally lifted, just a little.
The two had moved to this town five months ago. Due to their father's work, they'd left their previous city. Today was their first day at a new school. Fuwawa was sixteen. Mococo was also sixteen. Twin sisters born five months apart. Technically only five minutes apart, but Fuwawa was the older one.
The school building was three stories tall, with about twenty berry bushes planted in the courtyard. Yellow flowers bloomed in the flowerbeds, and laughter from students arriving at school could be heard from all directions.
"…I wonder if I'll be okay. If I'll be able to fit in."
Mococo peered into Fuwawa's face.
"Big sis, you worry too much! We're always together, aren't we!"
Mococo squeezed Fuwawa's hand tightly. Her hand was warm, and a little sweaty.
"…You're right. As long as I have you, Mococo, I'll be fine."
Fuwawa smiled faintly. But deep in her chest, she still couldn't settle down. A new school. A new class. New people. Her dog ears picked up surrounding sounds whether she wanted them to or not.
The dog ears of the kemonomimi had excellent smell and hearing. They could hear a whisper fifty meters away, and clearly pick up the sweet scent of berries. But in exchange, they tired easily from loud noises and clamor. Fuwawa quietly flattened her ears against the clamor coming from the school building.
"Come on, let's go! We're gonna be late!"
Pulled by Mococo's hand, Fuwawa passed through the school gate.
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The classroom was on the first floor, at the very end of the hall. Class 1-A. The two were to be transferred into the same class.
When they reached the classroom door, Mococo suddenly stopped.
"Ah! Big sis, go on ahead! I need to use the bathroom!"
"Huh? But homeroom is about to—"
"I'll be right there! Just go in first, big sis!"
With that, Mococo pattered down the hallway. Her pink ribbon swayed, and she disappeared around the corner.
Fuwawa was left alone in front of the classroom.
"…Nothing to be done about it."
Her heart was pounding. Her ears had stuck flat against her head.
(I'll be fine. I'll be fine. It's just a transfer student's greeting.)
Fuwawa took a deep breath and opened the classroom door.
Rattle, rattle, rattle.
Every gaze in the classroom converged on Fuwawa at once. Thirty-two classmates. Everyone turned to look. There were dog-eared kids, cat-eared kids, and human kids too.
"G-good morning…"
Her voice was too quiet. It didn't reach the back of the classroom.
The homeroom teacher standing at the podium, Ms. Yukino Syrup, smiled brightly. A rabbit-eared woman in her thirties. White blouse, navy skirt. Her long rabbit ears stood straight up on her head. She had kind eyes.
"Everyone, quiet down. We have a transfer student joining this class today."
Ms. Yukino's voice was soft and carried well.
"Fuwawa Abyssguard. And her younger sister, Mococo Abyssguard. They're twin sisters, both kemonomimi. Please be kind to them."
"…P-please treat us well."
Fuwawa bowed. Her ears stayed flat from nervousness. She could hear her classmates whispering.
"She has dog ears."
"So fluffy."
"Cute."
With dog ears that could hear whispers fifty meters away, every voice from every corner of the classroom poured in. Fuwawa felt uncomfortable and flattened her ears even more.
"Fuwawa, your seat is the one by the window, in the very back. Mococo's is supposed to be next to yours, but… oh my, where is Mococo?"
"Um, she went to the bathroom. She'll be right here."
"I see. Then let's have you take your seat first and wait."
Fuwawa sat down at the window seat. Outside the window, she could see the berry bushes in the courtyard. The spring sunlight was gentle, casting light across her desk.
(Mococo, please hurry.)
Fuwawa glanced at the empty seat beside her.
That was when it happened.
The classroom door opened, and another teacher poked their head in.
"Ms. Yukino, a moment."
Ms. Yukino stepped into the hallway and was talking about something. Fuwawa's ears unconsciously picked up the conversation.
"…The transfer student's younger sister…"
"…Fell down the stairs…"
"…To the nurse's office…"
Fuwawa's body was already standing up with a clatter.
"Ms. Yukino!"
Ms. Yukino turned around.
"Mococo—my sister, where is she?!"
"Fuwawa, calm down. Mococo is in the nurse's office—"
Fuwawa was already dashing out of the classroom.
She ran down the hallway. Her heart pounded violently. Her ears picked up too many sounds, and her head spun.
(Because I went into the classroom first. Because I left Mococo alone.)
The nurse's office was on the opposite side of the first floor. She flung the door open.
"Mococo!"
On the bed, Mococo was laughing. A bandage was wrapped around her right ankle. Her pink ribbon was slightly crooked.
"Big sis, you worry too much! I just slipped a little on the stairs!"
Mococo waved her hand lightly. Fuwawa rushed to the bed and grabbed her sister's hand. Her fingers were trembling.
"…I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mococo. Because I went into the classroom first. Because I wasn't with you."
Fuwawa's ears drooped like a flower wilted by sorrow.
"It's not your fault, big sis. I'm the one who said I was going to the bathroom, and I'm the one who ran on the stairs."
Mococo squeezed Fuwawa's hand back. Her hand was warm, just like before.
"…But still."
"Look, look! The nurse gave me this! A berry candy!"
Mococo showed Fuwawa a small candy. A strawberry-colored drop. The wrapper had a picture of a berry on it.
"I'll give it to you, big sis. I already got another one for myself."
Mococo pressed the candy into Fuwawa's hand.
"…Thank you."
Fuwawa clutched the candy. A faint sweet scent drifted from beyond the wrapper.
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A spring breeze came in through the nurse's office window. The curtain swayed softly.
Still holding Mococo's hand, Fuwawa was remembering something from ten years ago.
It was when Fuwawa was six years old.
Their mother, Cocona, had been hospitalized. It wasn't a serious illness, but she had to be away from home for about a week. Papa was busy with work, so Fuwawa and Mococo were left in the care of the nearby Berry Hills Farm.
Berry Hills Farm. A berry farm on the outskirts of Mofresia, growing strawberries and blueberries. Fuwawa and Mococo had often been allowed to do pick-your-own experiences there.
That day, Fuwawa borrowed the farm's kitchen and baked her first strawberry tart.
She'd thought they could eat it together once Mama came home from the hospital.
But she got the oven temperature wrong.
The finished tart was burnt pitch black. The strawberries, the custard, the crust—all of it had become a black lump.
"…This is awful. I can't give something like this to Mama."
Fuwawa cried. She'd made it with such effort. She'd wanted to make her mother happy.
But when her mother came home from the hospital, she took one bite of that burnt tart and said:
"…This is the most delicious thing in the world."
Tears spilled from her mother's eyes.
"You made it for me, Fuwawa. Of course it's the best in the world."
From that day on, sweets became something that "conveys feelings" to Fuwawa.
Sweets made for someone. Sweets that make someone smile.
But at the same time, Fuwawa began telling herself, "Because I'm the big sister."
Because I'm the big sister, I have to protect my little sister.
Because I'm the big sister, I have to put my little sister first.
Because I'm the big sister, my own feelings come last.
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"Big sis?"
Mococo's voice brought Fuwawa back to reality.
"…Sorry, I was spacing out."
"Are you tired? Let's go home for today. The teacher said we could leave early since it's our first day."
"You're right. Let's do that."
Fuwawa let go of Mococo's hand and stood up.
The ears of the kemonomimi were sensitive to emotions. They wagged when happy, drooped when sad. Fuwawa's ears were still drooping a little.
But Mococo's ears were bouncing energetically.
Fuwawa looked at Mococo's smile.
(If Mococo smiles, that's enough.)
She murmured it in her heart.
Long ago, Fuwawa had given all of her strawberry tart to Mococo. Because Mococo's eyes had sparkled as she said, "That looks so good."
"Aren't you going to eat, big sis?"
"I'm fine. You eat it, Mococo."
Back then, Fuwawa had actually wanted to eat it. But when she saw Mococo's delighted face, she decided that was enough.
That "that's enough" was still continuing now.
Fuwawa pretended not to notice the small feeling that had budded deep in her chest.
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After school.
Fuwawa went to pick up Mococo, and the two stopped by Mofresia Park. A ten-minute walk from the academy. A large park where cherry trees and berry bushes mingled. There were benches and a small pond.
"Wow! The cherry blossoms are still blooming! Big sis, let's get crepes! Berry crepes!"
Mococo ran toward a small crepe stand at the park entrance.
"Mococo, your leg! It still hurts, doesn't it!"
"I'm fine, I'm fine! I just twisted it a little!"
Fuwawa sighed and chased after Mococo.
They bought one berry crepe and sat together on a bench.
"Here, big sis, let's split it."
Mococo broke the crepe in half and handed one piece to Fuwawa. It was packed with strawberries and blueberries. The whipped cream was modest.
"…Thank you."
The two sat side by side, eating their crepes. The sweet scent tickled their noses. The pond's surface glittered in the setting sun.
"Hey, big sis! Tomorrow I'm gonna ask this boy named Tanaka-kun who sits next to me if he likes berries!"
"Tanaka-kun?"
"Yeah! I talked to him a bit in the nurse's office today. He's the one next to my seat. And get this—since he's also a Tanaka, there's this girl named Kurumi-chan who's a total info hub!"
"Info hub?"
"Yep! She knows everything about the class, apparently! I'm gonna have her tell me tomorrow!"
Mococo laughed happily. Her pink eyes reflected the sunset, shining like jewels.
Fuwawa gazed at her sister's smile.
(…I want to keep this smile all to myself.)
Something stirred faintly deep in her chest.
But Fuwawa pretended not to notice. She felt she mustn't notice.
"…I see. That sounds fun."
Fuwawa smiled. Just gazing at Mococo's smile.
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They returned home, and it was night.
Fuwawa and Mococo's room had a bunk bed. Fuwawa on top, Mococo on the bottom. The curtains were light blue and pink. The bookshelf was lined with game and anime merchandise.
Mococo was already breathing softly in sleep. She must have been tired today.
Fuwawa lay on the top bunk, staring at the ceiling.
(If Mococo is happy, that's enough.)
She murmured it in her heart once more.
But behind those words, something creaked quietly.
(Is that really enough?)
Fuwawa closed her eyes.
From outside the window, she could hear the wind. The leaves of t
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