Dear Corinne

It is done!

And thanks to you and my daughter Magda, Advent was as always exciting and most of all very amusing for me. Arigatou!

Today I wish you an especially wonderful Christmas morning, no matter whenever you get up this day and whatever the weather may be. Enjoy the wonderful silence, make yourself a cup of tea and maybe let your mind wander back to Mori, the unfortunate alien on OOR, in "Naive Astronaut". Was his father really the only reason for him to run away from home?

A new character appears now in my last post, who already played an unknowingly big role back then and duly takes it over in "Hello from the other side". I don't need to introduce him to you much either, since you know him anyway. He is also the reason for the selection of my artist, whose songs I added to the individual Advent windows. "Bad Habits", after all, is a great fit for the bad habits of this mysterious stranger.

Well then, have fun and Merry Christmas.

The strange alien is quite sure of itself, needs neither rules nor guidelines, although it should know like all IUCHIS that smallest interferences of the aliens into the world of humans, are unpredictable and dangerous and they sometime ... no longer remain undetected.

Coincidence or not?The former schoolmate of Mori appears quite suddenly and accompanies the singer to a meeting ...

"Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to welcome you all here. And please excuse my little indisposition, we have ... a small talk." He looked to his right and smiled sweetly, then turned his gaze back to the crowd and introduced himself, "My name is Takeru Satou, and as you may already know, I'm an actor." He tilted his head again in greeting and a low murmur went through the rows, then he continued, "It has always been a great concern of mine to work with the very best, as I truly appreciate their work..." at this, his eyes now drifted to Toru, who was staring at the ceiling, unconcerned and sullen, as if none of this was any of his business. "This merger is certainly an asset for both of us. And since my movies are very famous and broadcast worldwide, I'd like to make an attractive offer to you, as an equally successful rock band." The murmur grew louder, and astonished faces turned to the still standing handsome man. "I invite you to do so and would very much appreciate having my Rurouni Kenshin movies supported by your music.

The music producers and whoever else was present clapped their hands in delight. Even Taka joined in after some hesitation, except Toru's arms remained tightly wrapped around his torso, as if he were in a straitjacket, and his facial expression showed no sign of wanting to change this attitude. He had no chance to speak out against it. Even though he was the leader of the band that just got the great opportunity to enter into a partnership with this famous man, he hated the thought of it and still had to submit. So, with his poker face, he remained in his position, leaning casually in the swivel chair and glancing at the happy expressions of the people at the table. Every now and then, the corners of his mouth moved as he pushed his lips forward and pulled them back again tensely. A clear sign of his displeasure in that matter. He was leaving it to the others to sign the contracts and when everything was wrapped up, he stood up and left.

"He's still suffering from the effects of his Corona illness," Taka excused him so as not to make the guitarist seem rude, and this was noted with a nod. The crowd dispersed after effusive congratulations and only the singer and the actor remained in the hall.

"Now we are partners," Takeru announced solemnly, reaching for Mori's hand and blowing a kiss on it. "I'm so happy. You don't know how." The addressed tried to stay cool, straightened up as straight as he could and grinned unnaturally wide.

"Hm yes, that .. that will work ... well. We ... we'll see each other more often now and .."

"Work with each other. ... Oh man, I can't wait," the actor completed the sentence, his dark eyes twinkling like two stars in the dark firmament, almost a little menacing. He was so close to his target, within reach and he just couldn't resist hypnotizing his victim a little bit anymore. A bad habit of his, but one that Takeru was very good at, and after just a few seconds the singer suddenly had a problem keeping his limbs under control. Taka began to tremble and tried to pull back his arm, which had become leaden all at once. Actually, he didn't want his touch anymore, but there seemed to be a strong attraction coming from this alien. It felt like floating in a fluffy soft dream, where you could let everything beautiful wash over you without having to contribute anything yourself. Even swallowing was difficult for the smaller one now, as the pleasant vibrations beguiled his brain, triggered a temporary facial paralysis, and his legs, without a command from him, closed the small gap between them. A thin trail of saliva now seeped from his slightly open mouth, leaving a shiny mark on his even skin. Takeru smiled in love, it was after all exactly what he wanted to achieve. In an occupied voice, he breathed honeyed words that lulled his counterpart more and more, "Stay with me. No one will see us," he whispered. "... I've made sure of that." A mischievous wink followed as the singer nodded in a daze, Takeru still assuring him, "I promise to be .. very careful, too." Then he breathed another kiss on the still clasped hands, finally bringing them to Taka's cheekbone and tenderly stroking up to his chin. The translucent liquid was drawn out in the process, in which he now brought his index finger to his own mouth and the thin thread formed a bridge to the curved lips of the beau, who leaned forward and welcomed the saliva with his tongue.

"Mmmm ..." He closed his eyes and rested his head on the back of his neck. The slow-motion mode began anew. Every movement cinematic, rehearsed for all those romantic moments in hit movies.

As much as Takahiro tried not to lose his mind and vehemently hammered on the little devil in his brain, but he slipped more and more from reality.
Wha ... what ... are ... you ... doing ... with ..." Not even a complete sentence was possible anymore, when he suddenly felt Takerus hand under his white shirt and silky fingers, tender and smooth, made the sensitive skin glow. The lanky man began to melt, like ice cream confectionery in the sun, and all at once he was hopelessly lost. He would probably let anything, really anything happen to him, if only...

"I knew it, that you were in trouble."

Hichan dispensed for a polite knock and appeared right next to his brother. "A game?" he asked, eyeing the actor suspiciously. Takeru withdrew gracefully, releasing Taka.
"No, not a game." The beau shook his head. "I mean it." And his look showed the determination of his words.
"Ha! Well, then, you should give him a choice. Beguile him with your pheromones, ... look at him. He's mesmerized, squinting even more than usual and drooling like a bulldog."

"Ohhh, he's so cute ..."

"He's married!"

"No reason that we can't have fun."

"Fun? ...Takeru, you're disgusting. Are you forgetting what my father advised you to do?"

"No way, I'm following his advice after all. ... So? What do you want?"
The slender man was not conscious of any guilt and looked like it. The even face smiled innocently and winked at the young alien. However, this ploy did not work on Hichan.
"You'll never learn, will you?" Taka's brother just rolled his eyes and laughed bitterly. "You should be ashamed of yourself, at your age."
"Oh, come on, all of life is a learning process, for all of us. You've been living on Earth far too long, and you seem to have forgotten that we aliens are never too old. I always do my best, and as we all know, that's more than the better average."
"It won't be enough to win Mori over to your side," Hichan countered vigorously, but when he found the singer beside him, so dreamy and willing, he doubted his point for a moment.

"Keep your hands off him. There is only one, tiny way to get to him. You have to fight the virus with us and save people's lives!"

What do you think he will decide?

I really hope to publish my story soon. Just a little more time with my almost best friend, Mr. Deepl and little nimbler fingers, then ....

So, see you soon

Ezim