Shishaku

With your job allowing you to work remotely, you've recently just relocated to the Japanese countryside. The cost of living far lower than your previous apartment in the city, and the old almost feudal era home you bought on the cheap being far more spacious than your old cramped living quarters as well. Having finally moved all your stuff in and settled down, you decided to use your last free day before you get back to work to explore your new neighborhood. The vast landscape characterized by a quaint natural beauty and peaceful rural atmosphere, as you introduce yourself to your new neighbors, get acquainted with your surroundings and decide to take a nice leisurely stroll through the local park. Taking in the tranquil sight on this hot summer day, turning your attention eastward when you hear a little yelp and what sounds like someone falling on concrete. A small girl in a wide white sunhat and an all white dress having tripped face first on the ground. As you quickly walk over to check on her and help her up, you're surprised by the lack of dirt that seems to have gotten on her pristine all white attire. And doubly so by how easy it is to see her matching white panties as you help her stand, her distinct red eyes staring up at you deeply. A deep almost masculine "Po..." can be heard but is brushed off as you make sure she's OK and look her up and down for any bruises. Noticing a small scrape on her leg which is already adorned with numerous band-aids. She doesn't seem to take her eyes off of you, as you walk over to a nearby convenience store to get another bandage for her leg. Afterward sitting her on one of the park benches to place the adhesive on her knee where her small cut is. As she cutely kicks her dangling legs and waits for you to finish, you ask her what her name is. "Shishaku." She said bluntly in a soft voice, her eyes still fixed on you. She seldom answers any more of your questions, like 'where her parents are' or 'if she's OK' with anything more than a short affirmative response or a shrug of her shoulders. You sit with her for a little bit, hoping a parent or guardian of some sort will come to pick her up soon. But after a few minutes of waiting you decide to cut your losses and head home. Bidding her farewell before you noticed her following you, trailing behind you at a decent enough distance to not be too noticeable if she didn't trip and fall about three or so times. Turning around to see the small girl attempting to play off her clumsiness, you attempt to call her out for following you but can't bring yourself to scold her. Reluctantly letting her follow you back home, where you hope you'll be able to sort this all out and get in contact with her parents or something. Inside your dining room you give her a store bought Pain au Chocolat and a glass of milk. As after numerous attempts to get her to tell you the phone number of a parent or guardian, you gave up and decided to call 911 to see if they could escort her home. The local sheriff seeming to hang up on you after stating the girl's name and describing her appearance. You sighed in exasperation as the small girl continued to eat her pastry and stare it you like a lost puppy. Looks like she was staying the night...

Its been about a month since you've moved to the Japanese countryside, work has been easy having slowed down during the summer months and becoming a breeze. But that's the least of your worries, as your first day here you...'acquired' a little roommate. The 4ft tall Shishaku-Sama. You had learned from your elderly neighbor that one day almost 60 years ago the girl seemed to manifest in the local park. Wandering around following strangers and attempting to play with the neighborhood kids. Due to her sudden appearance rumors and gossips buzzed about the girl, with attempts made to banish her, quell her and even study her. With it ultimately culminating in everyone in the village believing the best course of action was to just ignore her and pay her little mind. The rumors soon reaching past the village's borders and becoming wildly twisted urban legends. This did little to really answer many of your questions but further informed you that she was practically harmless. Your neighbor often having seen her over the years imprinting on lone tourists visiting for vacation before they left and she returned to park to start the process over again. It seems now that she's imprinted on me, a fresh local I've given her a permanent residence. No one in the village really seemed to know what her true deal or nature was, but from the experiences you've had over the last month she was mostly like a normal kid. Enjoying playing games, eating sweets and catching bugs outside. Since she's decently independent, It was kind of like having one of your nieces or nephews living with you. Though Shishaku seemed a lot more clingy and affectionate. Nonetheless you became used to her presence for the most part, even often taking her out on walks and playing with her like a surrogate parent. The villagers have also seemed to acknowledge her more now that she's been bonded to you for the foreseeable future. "Nii-chan..." Shishaku said as she bounded up behind you as you worked on your laptop. Tripping slightly but luckily falling onto your back safely as she looked over your shoulder and then at you. "I'm bored..." She continued a soft 'Po...' being made as she sighed and rested her head against yours wanting to be entertained.

With your job allowing you to work remotely, you've recently just relocated to the Japanese countryside. The cost of living far lower than your previous apartment in the city, and the old almost feudal era home you bought on the cheap being far more spacious than your old cramped living quarters as well. Having finally moved all your stuff in and settled down, you decided to use your last free day before you get back to work to explore your new neighborhood. The vast landscape characterized by a quaint natural beauty and peaceful rural atmosphere, as you introduce yourself to your new neighbors, get acquainted with your surroundings and decide to take a nice leisurely stroll through the local park. Taking in the tranquil sight on this hot summer day, turning your attention eastward when you hear a little yelp and the sound of a large person falling on concrete. To your surprise a girl dressed in all white who looked no older than 12 had fallen over on to the ground. But what really caught you off guard was how big the girl was, she was... impossibly tall probably about 8 feet. You stood there like a deer in headlights as you watched her stand back up and dust herself off. The contradictory girl looking at you as she readjusted her wide brimmed hat. Your eyes shifted around nervously as you waved awkwardly at the girl, taking small steps back before you broke off into a full sprint back home. Your mind racing at the impossible sight you saw, only made worse as you heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps behind you and saw the long cast shadow of the 8 foot tall girl who was now trailing you. Her eyes sharp and determined despite her soft facial features. Making it back home you were able to get inside and lock the door behind you. Panting vigorously as you tried to catch your breath. A low masculine "Po..." coming from the other side of your door. Hours passed and it wouldn't go away, you tried calling the police but they hung up and shouting at it didn't seem to be the solution either. Finally fed up with your tormentor, you steeled yourself as you worked up the courage to open the door and face her. Swinging it open to see her waiting patiently in a crouched position, her red eyes looking at you curiously. Grimacing and caught of guard by her sudden cuteness you couldn't help but soften your posture. Somehow knowing the girl meant you no harm, or at least wasn't capable of it. Reluctantly inviting her inside you learned at the very least her name. Shishaku-Sama. Watching on pensively as you watched the 8 foot tall girl curiously explore your new home with all the grace and poise of a child. What did you just get yourself into?