Daijoubu

*Diiiing**Diiiing* It was the doorbell. I went to the door and Nagisa was there. She did not look happy.

Her normally cute face displayed some unaccustomed anger. But her scowl was not what disturbed me the most. It was the sharp blade she held in her hand. I assumed she had borrowed it from Kotonoha of School Days. It did not take long to discover the reason for her distress of mind. She had heard of my last post on Clannad. I tried to think up some excuses for it, like I was drunk at the time, I had been mesmerized by Kyou’s beauty or that a deranged dango had actually written it. But in the end my attempts at explanation seemed weak and useless. All I could do was beg her forgiveness. She is the main girl, after all. I also told her how she would regret rash action. Did she want her gentle legacy stained with a School Days-like blood bath? What would Tomoya think of her? At last she relented and decided to forgive me. I disavowed my own angry post and, while I cannot give up on Kyou as my favorite girl from Clannad, I assured Nagisa she had my great respect. She still seemed reluctant to depart and kept fingering her menacing weapon. Suddenly a distraction came and saved me. Fuuko (yes Fuuko!) appeared. I was never so happy to see her. She blabbed about starfish for a moment and then just as suddenly left. But Nagisa’s dark mood had passed. Tossing her serrated blade aside, she finally left in a more cheerful mood. I closed the door, thankful that she had regained her good humor and forgiven me, but sobered by the knowledge that even the gentlest of anime girls can have yandere moments.