This blog is a record of battle as dictated by a man with a fujoshi girlfriend. Okay, that was a lie. I'm not fighting at all. The war is purely one-sided. Each day I am dragged further and further into the world of otaku. I cannot be held responsible for any damages incurred by reading this blog and falling into the same predicament. There is much otaku talk contained within, so please follow your directions carefully, and do not exceed your recommended dosage.
This blog is a record of battle as dictated by a man with a fujoshi girlfriend. Okay, that was a lie. I'm not fighting at all. The war is purely one-sided. Each day I am dragged further and further into the world of otaku. I cannot be held responsible for any damages incurred by reading this blog and falling into the same predicament. There is much otaku talk contained within, so please follow your directions carefully, and do not exceed your recommended dosage.
It was two years ago that I met Y-ko. She was my boss at the job I was working at the time. I was a student, and I had no idea what I was doing. After a time, we ended up becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. It turned out she was a "fujoshi." Not only that, but a "hidden fujoshi," one who didn't show any inkling of the sort around other people... But as a general rule, she never hides it around me. In fact... It seems more like she's intent on dragging me down that path with her. ...And I'll be honest. It's slowly but surely seeping into me.
It was two years ago that I met Y-ko. She was my boss at the job I was working at the time. I was a student, and I had no idea what I was doing. After a time, we ended up becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. It turned out she was a "fujoshi." Not only that, but a "hidden fujoshi," one who didn't show any inkling of the sort around other people... But as a general rule, she never hides it around me. In fact... It seems more like she's intent on dragging me down that path with her. ...And I'll be honest. It's slowly but surely seeping into me.