===== Textbites of VN =====

  * [[jv:Better Half]]
  * [[jv:The Rose Of Segunda]]
  * [[jv:Dead End Junction]]

==== Autres VNs que j'ai pas adoré mais avec des passages <3 ====
== Cupid ==
>Don't you *chérie* me, you bastard !

>- You don't know what I have done
>- Then tell me
>- You'll hate me. I guarantee it.
>- Did you punch a baby ?


== Once on a windswept ==
>“I’m going to get married soon.”
>
>At that moment, the poet’s heart shattered.
>
>It hurt too much
>
>Now that it had finally happened, however... she had no choice but to nod her head.
>
>“Oh, is that so? I’m happy for you!”
>
>The dancer looked at her, brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear, and said, “Are you sure?”
>
>Her eyes were large and imploring.
>
>Pleading.
>
>“Are you *really* sure?”
>
>And the poet had never been surer. She didn’t want... to ruin the dancer’s happiness.
>
>“But... B-But...”
>
>Surprisingly, it was the dancer who faltered. Her fingers trembled about the handle of her tankard, and her eyes began to swim with tears.
>
>“If... If I get married... You won’t be able to be my number one not-fan anymore,” said the dancer.
>
>“I-I won’t?”
>
>“But I love dancing...!” the dancer exclaimed. “I love dancing more than anything — and I love it when you watch me...!”
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>The dancer stared at the poet, imploring.
>
>Her lips trembled.
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>“Please...”
>
>But the poet did not know what she was pleading for.
>
>The poet’s throat convulsed, and all she could say was, “Congratulations.”
>
>Being a poet, it was almost funny she could not think of any words.
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>Wasn’t that her job?
>
>But words had forsaken her now.
>
>"It was hard to say who that ill-placed, insensitive ‘congratulations’ hurt more.
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>The poet hated herself for it. 
>
>Why hadn’t she told the truth?
>
>And so, just like that, the dancer left the poet’s life.