I tattoo. Needles, skin, ink—the usual triad of violence and permanence. I stab people for money and they thank me afterwards. I read. I write. The reading is impeccable; the writing is… debatable. Whether it’s good or not depends entirely on your definition of “good”—and more importantly, on whether you’re the sort of person who lowers the bar preemptively or raises it just to watch me trip. I recommend the former. It’s kinder to both of us. What I do is take simple tales—bare-bones, almost insultingly straightforward—and dress them up in so many words, so many detours, so many unnecessary qualifications and parentheticals (this one included), that they start to look complicated. Important, even. It’s a cheap trick, really. Like putting a fancy frame on a stick-figure drawing and calling it art. But if the viewer buys the frame, who am I to complain?

Nice to meet you! I'm Tochika, a writer from Japan. I write my stories in Japanese and use ChatGPT for translation and illustrations. I’m fascinated by Japanese folklore—especially yokai (supernatural beings), ghosts, and other mysterious presences known as kaii. They often appear in my stories, and I sometimes add short notes to make them easier to understand. Most of my works are gentle, slice-of-life tales set around haunted or abandoned places—showing quiet, heartwarming moments between kind and sometimes ghostly characters. Some short stories take a different tone—mysterious, unsettling, or emotionally strange. I mark those clearly in the tags or description. I update every Tuesday and Friday at 8 PM (PST/PDT). If you enjoy calm supernatural stories with a Japanese touch, I hope you’ll find something to love here. Thank you for reading!

I write yuri, violence and pseudointellectual faux-philosophy. The way God intended. Staunch robophobe. If your comments or novel are AI, I will mock you relentlessly, you cogsucker