Sachiko and Watanuki have a peculiarly inconsistent relationship. Sometimes he’s her idol, sometimes her best friend, and sometimes beneath her notice.
Simultaneously, but not synchronously, she’s his favored companion and security consultant, sometimes his chief rival, and sometimes his best chew-toy.
The constantly changing combinations can be dizzying.
Take, for example, the other night. The Tuxedoed Terrors were sitting together at the foot of the bed. Suddenly, ‘Nuki began washing Sachiko’s ears.
By the time I was able to reach the headboard and grab my phone, he was affecting boredom while she washed his ears.
And then, by the time I adjusted the flash settings in hope of getting a better shot, Sachiko had been demoted to “Evil Villain Who Must Be Gnawed Into Submission” and ‘Nuki had been laterally transferred to “I’m Getting Away From Him Before He Eats My Throat”.
I believe Sachiko bounced off of three different walls and the ceiling in making her escape.
Watanuki turned, sprawled across my ankles, and dared me to move.
I knew better.