Noises that wakes me up at night.
Three nights have I been awoken by noises of wild yukkuri.
The story began when I had my first vacation from work after four years of accumulating my leave. While initially I planned to go to the tropics to have fun in the sun with and in the locals, reality put a stop to that fantasy as I checked my bank account only had $243.22 left.
Apparently, my former significant other was somehow able to withdraw my money before or when she left me after that last violent quarrel we had.
I reported the matter to the police but I held off consulting my attorney as I cannot afford her hourly rates as of that time.
Since I already filed for a month long vacation, I decided to do some traveling and after all that to go back home to my hometown in the boonies for a few days.
I drove off in my old car all filled up with gas I got through credit and with $220.00 in my wallet.
While driving slowly because of traffic, I noticed the growing problem of stray yukkuri first hand as they were at almost every corner, either begging for food or scavenging from trash bins much to the annoyance of the people in the area who either started beating them up or scared them away by whatever contrivance that worked. I was laughing the whole time though as I drank in the collective misery of both Humans and Yukkuri.
They say "Misery loves company" and that much is true in my case. What was that again? That german word? Schadenfreude?
Yes, that's it. I must have the case of that as I certainly felt miserable with all that has recently transpired. I guess I feel relieved there are people worse off than I am.
"Sucks to be you", I shouted like an asshole as I passed by an old man who was trying to tidy up a trashbin that was recently ransacked by stray yukkuri. I guess, it was yukkuri as I saw several dead yukkuri scattered all around, smooshed by something for whatever reason.
As a polite inhabitant of a urban metropolis, I politely give the oldman the customary greeting of my people. I give him the finger when my car passed him as I laughed at him. He shouted "Fuck you asshole. I hope you die!" as I was finally able to increase my speed as the traffic finally improved.
I was driving for several hours already when the sun was starting to set. Thankfully there was a trailer park nearby that charged only $2.00 a night for some reason.
There was not too many trailers or cars parked during my first night so I was able to find a spot far away from the other cars but with ample street lighting and a good view of the adjacent forest. Thankfully, I have experience sleeping in my car as I have in the past been so poor I could not afford rent, so I folded my car's front sit and prepared the back to get comfortable.
On my first night, I was startled by some high pitched screeching of what I thought was a woman screaming "Marisa's mamu-mamu is the best" and keening an exaggerated moan that would make a virgin blush.
Thinking that it was a couple having sex, I slowly peeked to ogle them. To my surprise it was not in the trailer park the sound was coming from but from the treeline of the forest.
Squinting a little, I could make out the shapes of Yukkuris rutting. From what I could tell it was Yuuka wearing a weird blue hat and a Meiling with a violet hat. Although I found it weird at first that the Yuuka was calling out another Yukkuri's name, my irritation at being blue balled by these god-damned creatures got the better of me.
I threw a rock at their general direction and screamed "Get out of here you shitty yukkuri! People are trying to sleep! Shut the fuck up!"
They stopped what they were doing and made a dash to the bushes in separate directions. After that I was able to finally get some sleep. As I hit the backseat, I curled up and slept somewhat peacefully.
The next morning, I was planning to leave the trailer park so I can get on my way but I decided to eat at the local diner. There at the diner, I met a good looking brunette if only she was not on the portly side. We hit it off right away though and I find myself attracted to her. I flirted with her in almost every opportunity she was not waiting at tables or bringing orders to patrons.
I could not help but look at her delectably plump derriere as she sashayed naturally and brought an order here and there. Before I knew it, it was past noon and I was told that the next town would probably take me by eight in the evening so I decided to stay one more night at the trailer park.
That night, I spotted a barbecue party among the local park residents. Since I did not really have that much money with me, I decided to crash the party and get myself in the host's good graces so I could get a free meal.
At the party, the waitress at the diner was there. Apparently she also resides at the trailer park....
---to be continued later---