/jp/ - Otaku Culture

myloliwaifu 138cm review
i have only owned an aotume 135cm slim before this so I will be comparing it to that
tpe: much softer than aotume, has a nice jiggle to it even though she only has handfuls
sculpt: Unlike aotume the legs and torso are properly proportioned so regular clothing for a girl her size seems to fit much better. The shins on the aotume are overlong enough that a good 4-6 inches of leg would stick out from behind her butt in a kneeling position.
Hands are much larger than aotume and the articulated fingers seem a lot beefier but only time will tell if they immediately break or not.
The cunny is very nice looking and has a puffy vulva look. You can see the vulva from behind when she is standing up. When she is bent over it is very accessible without having to contort her spine. The aotume cunny was a good 6 more inches sunken into the bottom of her torso, and also positioned more frontally, so entering from behind was very hard.
The torso is much larger than the aotume, reflected in the extra roughly 8 pounds she has over the aotume. There's more hip to grab onto and the longer torso also makes hugging positions much more natural. The wider hips mean its easier to get in between her legs in various positions without having to spread them like crazy. The torso sculpt is very nice, with a sculpted collarbone, vagina bones, and ribcage. She has a skinny tween look to her overall. When you spread the legs the nice looking cunny opens up in a somewhat grotesque way but thats pretty normal. The protruding position of the cunny making it way easier to enter makes up for it. The aotume is structured like a lolinco and this doll is structured like a tomax hole, if you own either of those.
The vagina and anus are both well sealed at the end, as far as i can tell its not a simple block insert the mold itself has both cavities completely closed off instead of running supports or whatever through it during the casting process. The holes are 7+ in deep so even my big gweilo cock can't bottom out, but i suppose thats generally better because you dont want to break the aforementioned seal. The tpe is very soft inside the holes, feels like a tomax soft mix. The aotume is much firmer and doesnt have a well sealed end.
The hands are bigger than the aotume so interlocking fingers is actually somewhat possible. I have tiny hands though, so if I'm still having some trouble with it most guys just won't be able to.
The face is very cute despite having minimal makeup. She has kind of anime-lite eyes that are somewhat oversized. The eye sockets are springloaded.

Reading the above you might think I bought a 1400 dollar doll. Actually, I imported her through oldoll for 800 dollars. Thank god for the BOJ.

9/10 for a tpe doll, 11/10 for the price

Thoughts on the VN as a whole:

>Routes
Kohaku > Hisui > Arc > Akiha > Ciel

>Arc
Cute moon dork that unfortunately gets written out entirely during Far Side. Her route was a good intro route that sufficiently laid the foundation for the rest of the VN, but I'd actually argue it reveals too much. The part near the end where Akiha just info dumps everything about SHIKI and Shiki being adopted ends up hurting Akiha's route later, and in retrospect I don't feel that it was needed for the final showdown between Shiki and Roa when the rest of the route is really just about Shiki being a fish out of water admidst his love story with Arc. Her True and Good ending also feel superfluous compared to how shocking the others could be.

Arc route literally had pointless world building that barely has anything to do with the actual story and is essentially just Nasu endlessly raving about his ideas that aren't even used or employed in the 3 Far Side Routes. Nrvnqsr was an amazing villain and way better than Roa, but the game kills him way too early before he has time to really shine. Roa appears in the last act of the story and barely has any personality or charisma, compare this to Fate route's Gilgamesh who also only appears at the end of the story yet immediately steals the story with his commanding presence, threat and oozing charisma, which is funny because Roa's presence is all over Tsukihime and is constantly mentioned as a super menacing big bad by other characters like Ciel and Arc while Gilgamesh comes out of nowhere.

>Ciel
Kind of just feels like a worse version of Arc's route, not helped by how the VN repeatedly hammers in how sexy and pretty Arc is whenever Shiki sees her, down to the 3P ending. Ciel almost feels like a pity heroine at times.
I don't dislike Ciel herself though, she's just my least favorite of the 5 heroines.

>Akiha
As previously mentioned, I think this route was hurt a lot by Arc route infodumping the entire conflict. While Shiki still finds out about being the NBR that SHIKI killed and about the Tohno blood problem in Hisui and Kohaku routes, it's not the main conflict in those routes. Here, 3/4ths of the route is spent dancing around that issue and teasing the possibility of Akiha or Shiki being the serial killer when we already know that isn't true. Though the kys part at the end was kino and especially poignant because Shiki values life so much, nice melancholic True Ending with a shocking Normal Ending.

Shiki going "Akiha isn't my sister. She's my woman." will live rent free in my head for a while.

>oh no Shiki had to sacrifice himself for Akiha
>just kidding, Ciel found him and healed him so he's fine now

Very nice.

>Hisui
Cutest maid, cutest heroine, I fucking love maids and osananajimi. Loved her route both for watching Shiki gradually go more and more schizo while stuck in bed and also for the romance. And the HFK endings of course. Hisui Good was my favorite Good ending out of the lot, Kohaku losing all her memories and not killing Akiha was a better redemption for her than her own route imo, and the scene afterwards with Shiki and Hisui in the grass field was sweet. I would have liked to see Hisui interact with Akiha more, seeing as they were also playmates. They barely talk as it is, except when Akiha is yelling at her.

Regarding Sacchin, I was pretty invested in her mini storyline when I first went through Far Side. She's a nice tragic heroine and I really look forward to being able to read her Remake route in 10+ years.

>Kohaku End
Really fun route that tied everything together (well, not Arc, Ciel, and Hisui so much). Route had a lot of kino scenes like Shiki and SHIKI talking, Akiha going ballistic, Kohaku crying. The ending felt a little weak though, coming off of Hisui True/Good. Akiha being the one to reveal Kohaku's murderous plans makes it feel less impactful in a way? Like, Kohaku obviously did a LOT wrong, and while forgiving her for that is fine, it almost feels like the route just ignores it because the last 2 chapters are about Yandere Akiha.
Kohaku was a great heroine, I liked how at some points it seemed like she was intentionally/subconsciously letting hints about the twin personality swap slip in her conversations with Shiki, which eventually let him figure it out.

>Eclipse
>out of fucking nowhere Aoko says that Shiki will probably die young
It's Nasu's way of telling you that while Far Side routes are more interesting, Arc is the only one who can truly save Shiki by turning him into a vampire.

They say logic don't apply in Gensokyo, but listen. First off, they're dumb. Second, shut the fuck up, it makes sense if the narrator wants it to. Third of all, the bitch drugged me, plus shut the fuck down. That doll kept saying things, but I didn't pay attention. I ain't insane, this ain't the puppet show in the padded room, that doll ain't moving on it's own and I sure as fuck don't feel like getting raped by some weirdo. Since green onion got turned to vomit pulp, I tried to remember my /jp/ history lessons from Keine when I first came to Gensokyo. Before I could scream Kirisame, I shit you not, I'll be damned if I didn't tell you this, a bunch of outsiders, all speaking feigned /jp/ lingo. Fakes. I could tell some had been there a while. They all seemed like nice folks, but on the other side of the street, there was more than just a few faggots arguing. Freaks. It was some of the most disgusting shit ever. My fucking eyes. Those outsiders stopped in their tracks and two of them joined in and the true nature was never more apparent. It was the worst development ever since people started seeing penises under skirts after managing to score a date as a Wizard NEET. A word of advice, RUN. They say a hole is a hole, but it ain't worth it. If you managed to get a date the first time, you can do it a second time. Just clean yourself up first. Your room probably smells like shit with all those piss open bottles. I zoned out when they were talking, sounded like they all hated eachother for no reason, so they made up some. I don't know when it happened, but someone in a maid outfit came and killed every last one of them with a mop. A fucking mop. I felt the pain when some dude said he wanted to cry.
I stood there about to say something when some other dude croaked with his bloodclot throat "there's not one decent thread in the whole catalog." The fuck does that mean? Every last one of them got up and started walking toward me after a few seconds like some sort of gang initiation when I said that. My life flashed before me eyes, but with more bad memories than good. I remembered some obnoxious motherfuckers who wouldn't shut unliving former hell up outside the /jp/ mansion. "It's your fault that you sold too much sake to a God! YOU DON'T SELL TOO MUCH SAKE TO A GOD! WE'RE GODS! WE'LL HAVE YOU EXTERMINATED! WE'LL HAVE YOU EXTERMINATED AND WE'LL LAUGH ABOUT IT!" Some words those were. I recognized every last one of them. All without a soul and dependent on others because they can't supplement themselves. God I can't bare to watch. "Sometimes it feels like I'm the only smart one around" Some dude followed up, and it was the quickest reply I had ever seen. "Nah dude, some guys act retarded just for fun. Everyone does it, but the only downside is..." he looked at the gate and they were screaming at eachother and pulling on the gate as security rushed over, unsightly. "it attracts the actual retards." "I agree, but it doesn't top that free house in Japan. Nobody bought the damn thing when it was free." I was starting to remember the dude outside the gate, retired with his 4 riot shields around him with his N.E.E.T helm, but the last traces of that dreamlike day vanished when the blonde lady kicked the door open and shoved me in a dark room. I came out brand spanking new, but it was some of the weirdest shit ever I tell you. Everything was fine, but me streamer was numb and I couldn't feel me balls despite touching them. I lost conscious several times, when I don't even remember going to sleep. Not one normal thing happened since that festival. What the fujck man.

>>46351563
>worth
imo the Tomax onaholes are some of the best quality and durability wise for their price, sure they have boring or simple designs but they're the ones that have lasted the most for me and the material still feels good even after years of use, also Venus Real happens to be my favorite too.

I'm not sure about hardness, it's only 3.5k jpy each, I'd buy both if I was you.
Normal feels more like a 'real' pussy and hard like it's actually clamping on you.

>>46280016
>What have you finished?
Recently finished MUSICUS, feels like I've lived a whole life with 馨 throughout the different routes. Never had these emotions from any story before.
In hindsight I could see paths in life where I could have easily branched into the すみ routeby further ignoring those around me. I also dropped out of high school, dropped out of the "normal life" route when I had the second chance, and went on an "adventure" eventually finding my undeniable purpose in the true route.
Switching to the main path after 尾崎 felt like a bad ending as I got so attached to the characters. I feel not many stories have a single pivot point that changes the entire world. Literally got goosebumps when the protag said 「学校をやめようと思うんだ」 to his mom.

輪 ＜ 澄 = 尾崎 ＜ 三日月 in terms of routes. 三日月 then 関西ちゃん best girl.

I think MUSICUS' view on art/music is this: when you create art for the benefit of others, you can create something that is close to pure art; when you try to reduce it solely to the material aspects, like music being mere vibrations of the air, or merely make art for yourself/for sale/for art's sake, you can't ever capture the soul or 「音楽の神」, even if you chase it with all your genius and skill. I know a classical composer who is obsessed with the idea of creating a "pure music" that "contextualizes itself". It is a path to delusion where you can't tell what sounds good or bad anymore, like 馨 admitted he was creating worthless garbage in the すみ end while getting detached from everyone. Seems like the modern Westoid-influenced conception of art is always either so abstract it's meaningless to the world, or so reductive it becomes a mockery of art. It's the illness 花井さん was suffering from. Deep down he knew about the Beauty in music, but couldn't capture it or believe in it, and thus could not win against the cynicism, while both 馨 and his cute いもうと won by believing during the STAR GENERATION show. 八木原 is just too based.

My favorite scene is pic related. The fishing/vacation scene is also peak comfy and soul despite what happened.
In my headcanon they get married in a few years and nothing can convince me otherwise. Glad I read ヒラヒラヒヒル before this otherwise the calling off of their engagement would be too damaging to me, but I appreciate why it's more autistic like this.
My only complaint for the VN is that they didn't show Mika singing ぐらぐら.
Favorite songs: ぐらぐら、Butterfly and はじまりのウタ.

Also has anyone read the Tokuten MUSICUS! novels? And which Setoguchi-ge or OVERDRIVE-ge should I read next? Is DEARDROPS good?

>>46270580 (65/?)

Poking the blackened remains of what were once eggs, Shinki frowns. That’d be a pain to scrape off, if she needed to scrape them off. Such a thing was beneath a goddess, however, “A minor trifle. I’m a master at reverting entropy at this scale. It’s quite useful for alchemy and the like.”

Anon thinks on that for a moment, “Reverting entropy? You mean you can unburn things? Though if you’re a master at that… do you burn things a lot?”

Unfortunately, Shinki didn’t quite catch that last part as she’s far too busy pulling back smoke and the like to turn inedible char into delicious food. Truly it was a miracle of divine proportions that would never be disparaged as a parlor trick, or worse a sign that she was clumsy.

An advantage of uncooking something rather than cooking as it’s rather easy to see where to stop as you’re going the other way. Worst-case scenario you just need to cook the egg again (and then revert it when it doesn’t pan out (hehe pan)), but Shinki would know nothing about such things. After all, she’d never spend days baking and unbaking one of her daughter’s birthday cakes only to have to fight off Sariel or Yumeko when they hypothetically figured out what she was doing.

A-Anyway, she’s pretty good at reckoning such things (and she’s a natural who didn’t learn such a skill through trial and error), so the omelets look quite appetizing when she puts them on plates, certainly a far cry from how they looked mere minutes ago.

Anon seems a bit transfixed by the process. “It’s odd, I’ve seen some crazy magic in time here, but it’s always the stuff to make everyday life easier and not the firestorms or whatever that feel the most alien.”

Shinki tuts, “What good is magic if it can’t make you good eggs? For that matter, what good is it if it can’t get you a drink?”

With that Shinki reaches into a little world placed in her dress and withdrawals a chilled bottle of champagne, orange juice, and two glasses. “Speaking of, fancy a drink?”

Anon hesitantly nods, “I suppose, but eggs and a mimosa? It feels a bit foreign-”

Shinki smiles as she interjects, “You’re a bit foreign. I am too I suppose.”

Faced with impeccable logic, Anon surrenders with a chuckle. “Fair and uhhh thank you. A mimosa would be lovely, even if it’s not quite my type of drink. I suppose it shouldn’t be too much of a surprise considering all the other outside stuff that’s made its way here.”

Shinki smirks, “Like you!”

Anon nods again, “Yeah, like me.”

It’s quiet for a little while after that as the two eat. After making considerable headway into his meal, Anon asks, “So Shinki… I heard… do you like the fiddle?”

Shinki immediately perks up at that and leans forward with a wide smile, “Do you like the fiddle?”

Anon wiggles back for some reason when faced with Shinki’s earnest excitement. “It’s… an instrument, I’ve heard it played well before, though I can’t play it myself. I thought given… well.”

Shinki helpfully provides, “I’m so amazing that I must play the fiddle? Yeah, I get that a lot. As a matter of fact, I do. I’m very good at it, I’ve even taken on quite a few apprentices over the years. A skilled fiddling hand can get you anywhere, you know? I’ve seen it win people love, fame, friendships, golden fiddles, the approval of one’s parents, and many other things.”

Anon leans back a little further for no reason before asking, “Do you like challenging people to fiddling competitions?”

Shinki pulls back at that and adopts a more guarded stance. “That’s a very personal question, you know? You can’t just ask someone if they challenge others to fiddling competitions.”

Anon furrows a brow as he very slowly returns to his normal position. “I’m sorry?”

With an apology given, Shinki shifts her mien again towards something more warm. “Well if you’re sorry, yes I do enjoy challenging people to fiddling competitions. Sadly, here in Gensokyo it rarely pans out well because I’m pretty much the only person who knows how to play the fiddle. You’d think that’d give me an edge in fiddling competitions, but sadly it just means people don’t accept my challenges. Yukari even said no when I proposed a fiddling incident.”

Anon tilts head (cute!) at that, “When you proposed an incident? Do you plan incidents?”

Shinki shrugs, “We used to sometimes if we were bored and there wasn’t an incident for a while. They tended to be the more tamer types of incidents, but it helped pass the the time. Hmmm… do you think I could teach the kappa to play the fiddle? They’re kinda like Nix if you squint and most of the people over here look like they’re squinting anyways.”

Anon replies, “I can’t say I’ve ever tried to teach a Kappa to play an instrument. They’re pretty good with their hands, so maybe?”

Shinki nods, "Probably, though I might need to make them little fiddles because they're small, though I suppose fiddles aren't so big in the first place so it might not be a problem."

It ran into the distance, just as confusing in its orientation as it had been when I'd last seen the inside of this castle. From inside, there were strange beams of light filtering through from...Somewhere. There were no windows, so I was forced to assume that it was just some more strange dream logic.

"Well, here we are. I rather suspect that you are meant to go for a walk." Doremy offered her arm to me. "Shall we?" Sighing and resigning myself to just going along with it, I took her offered arm and began to walk. Doremy was flipping through her book, turning page after page. "'Y' for Yachie, Yumemi - Who...? - Ah, Yamame. Yes, I suppose it would be all about her. She does seem to feature in every dream you have." There was probably a good reason for that. "There certainly is." Doremy agreed, eyeing my finger. "How was the wedding, hmm? I confess that I haven't been keeping track of the real world lately. The last I recall was a dream by..." Back to the book... "By...Hmm, Miss Yukari Yakumo. She was dreaming about a wedding - Your wedding - and in particular what she would wear and how she would make her entrance." Oh, that was very her. Reimu would love to know about that. "Well, she does meddle enough in the Dream World that I don't feel especially bad giving away a small dream like that. More to the point - That is how I learnt about the wedding." I was surprised that Lady Hecatia hadn't mentioned it. "She's not..." Doremy sighed. "She's not actually supposed to be appearing here. It causes me quite the headache, so it's only on rare occasions that I try to speak to her."

I felt a little bad for not inviting her now. "No, I most likely would have declined regardless. Perhaps it is warranted, but some people seem to feel a degree of unease in my presence." I assumed that was because they were dealing with someone who quite literally knew their hopes and dreams. "It had crossed my mind, yes." Doremy told me with the barest of laughs. "I want to do something, though. I may not have been all that present in your struggles, but I like to think that I made some key contributions at certain points." I nodded. She had - She'd been a rarer presence, but one that had an impact. I might not have been given the job offer from Lady Hecatia, nor would I have really known what had happened to me when Marisa had hit me with her Master Spark. So - Yes, Doremy did have an impact.

"Glad to hear it. Now, let's get back to whatever it is your subconscious is trying to get across." Doremy raised a hand to the hallway again. Yes - Just like last time, there were windows. More of them compared to the first time I'd had this dream. Doremy released my arm and flipped through some pages of the book. "You had a dream - We were in a ballroom. Do you remember?" I did. I'd just been thinking about it, in fact. "Good, that'll make this easier. I asked you if you were planning on getting married any time soon." At that time, it hadn't been quite so soon considering I'd just gotten married now. "I do apologize that dreams aren't perfectly accurate to normal time. If it helps, I am reasonably sure that you've only been asleep for less than two minutes in the real world." That was...Strange to think about. "Regardless, my point is that dreams sometimes express your future. Oh, I don't mind that they're psychic, but your hopes - Your dreams, and what you want to do...It can sometimes filter through."

Each window, then. The first along the corridor was simple enough. The patterns of yellow, black, and white made it fairly easy to figure out. As if the large white section that just so happened to look like a massive beam of light wasn't proof enough. Marisa Kirisame. Firing her signature Master Spark. "Marisa Kirisame, hmm?" Doremy asked, stepping a little closer to the window. "Hmm...It uses rounded lead. I wonder if that means something?" I only even knew anything about stained glass because of a book in Suzunaan, and that hadn't even been particularly in-depth. If it meant anything, Doremy would have to ask my subconscious mind rather than my conscious one. "Well, perhaps it'll become clearer as we move forward. Shall we?" I nodded, following her through a corridor that began to corkscrew. Looking back, I saw that I was now standing on the wall relative to the floor, though I didn't bother feeling surprised about it. "The windows, as I recall last time..."

Her book, yet again. "You were struggling between your options back then, were you not? And now that you've decided, the Dream World is rearranging things. If you're not conflicted, then this might not be a dream about where you could be going...Or at least, it isn't yet. Hmm...Where you are? Perhaps. Where you've been feels more likely considering that you're currently at your wedding."

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Ange tugging on battler sleeve with tears in her eyes. She tells battler she had a "uh oh". Battler flashes an grin a takes ange by the hand into the bathroom, once inside he locks the door and hoists ange onto the changing station. Ange is so embarrassed she's crying and telling Battler not to tell mom and dad. Battler chuckles a bit and says sure, he slowly pulls up Ange's dress to expose her loli nipples and a big diaper covering her private parts. Battler begins to massage Ange's shoulders and back, he says that she shouldn't worry and kids get age have accidents like this all the time. Ange is getting to feel a bit uncomfortable with how much Battler is touching her, but she feels really weird when battler tells her to turn around and to stick her butt up in the air.


Ange being the good little sister does as her onii-chan says and sticks her diaper covered butt up in the air. Battler says he has to look around the diaper to figure out how to get her out of it. While ange feels funny sticking her poo covered behind up in the air battler is quietly chucking. Before ange could look around Battler nose is right on her diaper! Battler takes multiple heavy sniffs trying to inhale as much dirty diaper he can. Ange says what are you doing onii-chan? To which battler responds that he's just looking for the latch. After battler finished sniffing anges poo filled diaper he picked her up and says he's going to pull it off.

Ange starts to cry and tells battler that she made a bit of a mess back their and now the poo is spread all over her tiny booty. Battler just sighs and says this is all normal, and slowly pulls Ange's stinky diaper off. As he's pulling it off one of his fingers scrapes Ange's left butt check covering it in her poo, Anges face turns red and starts to cry but battler tells her that he's her onii-chan and that he'll always take care of her. As ange calms down she can hear a quick slurping sound coming from battler but when she looks at him he's staring at ange. Battler decides that since this is the only diaper ange has here that he'll wash it out and dry it so ange can wear it again. Ange is hesitant at first but battler eases her into the idea. Battler says he's going to go into the bathroom closet to wash it down, but all ange heard was the sound of gagging and of slurping.

When battler exited the closet he heaved a heavy sigh and said it took a while but I managed to wash you diaper clean. Just let it dry for a bit and you should be ready to go. Ange turns red for a moment and reminds battler of her poo stained booty. Battle looks down at his feet for a couple of seconds and then speaks. When...since their aren't any towels or napkins here I guess I have to clean you off myself... Ange is confused by battler's words but before she knew it battler had pushed her head down gently and got her to stick her dirty booty up. O-onii-chan? What's going on? I'm cleaning you up ange. The next thing she knew she could feel a warm slimy rag move it's way up Ange's poop stained butt. Ange says she didn't know Battler had a sponge on him, battler remains silent. After two minutes of "cleaning" her butt checks battler shocks ange when he decides to clean her anus and the surrounding areas. O-onii-chan! My kitty feels funny... Battler remains silent.

After battler had finishd cleaning ange he had put her back in her cleaned out diaper and put her dress back on. Battler tells ange she cannot tell anyone that she had an accident and she agrees! Ange asks if she could give Battler a kiss and battler grins and says sure. Ange pucker up her lips expecting a peck, but instead she had battler stick his tongue inside her mouth! She immediately recoils in disgust once she tastes something that was on battles tongue! She jumps away from battler and says Onii-chan you need to brush your teeth more! Battle grins and takes anges hand and walks out of the dirty bathroom...

Ange tugging on battler sleeve with tears in her eyes. She tells battler she had a "uh oh". Battler flashes an grin a takes ange by the hand into the bathroom, once inside he locks the door and hoists ange onto the changing station. Ange is so embarrassed she's crying and telling Battler not to tell mom and dad. Battler chuckles a bit and says sure, he slowly pulls up Ange's dress to expose her loli nipples and a big diaper covering her private parts. Battler begins to massage Ange's shoulders and back, he says that she shouldn't worry and kids get age have accidents like this all the time. Ange is getting to feel a bit uncomfortable with how much Battler is touching her, but she feels really weird when battler tells her to turn around and to stick her butt up in the air.


Ange being the good little sister does as her onii-chan says and sticks her diaper covered butt up in the air. Battler says he has to look around the diaper to figure out how to get her out of it. While ange feels funny sticking her poo covered behind up in the air battler is quietly chucking. Before ange could look around Battler nose is right on her diaper! Battler takes multiple heavy sniffs trying to inhale as much dirty diaper he can. Ange says what are you doing onii-chan? To which battler responds that he's just looking for the latch. After battler finished sniffing anges poo filled diaper he picked her up and says he's going to pull it off.

Ange starts to cry and tells battler that she made a bit of a mess back their and now the poo is spread all over her tiny booty. Battler just sighs and says this is all normal, and slowly pulls Ange's stinky diaper off. As he's pulling it off one of his fingers scrapes Ange's left butt check covering it in her poo, Anges face turns red and starts to cry but battler tells her that he's her onii-chan and that he'll always take care of her. As ange calms down she can hear a quick slurping sound coming from battler but when she looks at him he's staring at ange. Battler decides that since this is the only diaper ange has here that he'll wash it out and dry it so ange can wear it again. Ange is hesitant at first but battler eases her into the idea. Battler says he's going to go into the bathroom closet to wash it down, but all ange heard was the sound of gagging and of slurping.

When battler exited the closet he heaved a heavy sigh and said it took a while but I managed to wash you diaper clean. Just let it dry for a bit and you should be ready to go. Ange turns red for a moment and reminds battler of her poo stained booty. Battle looks down at his feet for a couple of seconds and then speaks. When...since their aren't any towels or napkins here I guess I have to clean you off myself... Ange is confused by battler's words but before she knew it battler had pushed her head down gently and got her to stick her dirty booty up. O-onii-chan? What's going on? I'm cleaning you up ange. The next thing she knew she could feel a warm slimy rag move it's way up Ange's poop stained butt. Ange says she didn't know Battler had a sponge on him, battler remains silent. After two minutes of "cleaning" her butt checks battler shocks ange when he decides to clean her anus and the surrounding areas. O-onii-chan! My kitty feels funny... Battler remains silent.

After battler had finishd cleaning ange he had put her back in her cleaned out diaper and put her dress back on. Battler tells ange she cannot tell anyone that she had an accident and she agrees! Ange asks if she could give Battler a kiss and battler grins and says sure. Ange pucker up her lips expecting a peck, but instead she had battler stick his tongue inside her mouth! She immediately recoils in disgust once she tastes something that was on battles tongue! She jumps away from battler and says Onii-chan you need to brush your teeth more! Battle grins and takes anges hand and walks out of the dirty bathroom...

Well, maybe if she just didn't invite so many lectures- "Don't you start." Reimu muttered, staring at me with a sigh. She was wearing that version of her vest that Yukari Yakumo had sent her, the one that worked best without an undershirt. Her detached sleeves seemed a little lower than usual, too. "Body's still used to Winter." She told me. "Give it a day or two and I'll be normal." It definitely was warm, I replied, running a hand over my brow. In fact, I was ready to go and take my coat off, plus my sweater. I'd not expected it when I'd left, since I couldn't exactly see the weather from inside the caves very well. "What's in the box?" Reimu asked me, looking at it curiously.

I told her that I would tell her if we could go inside before I passed out from the heat. Reimu eyed the steps that I was still standing right at the edge of. "...Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Come on, I'll get you some tea." She turned. "Aunn, er..."
"I'll finish the sweeping, Miss Reimu!" As always, Reimu's faithful Komainu was up to the task. "And I'll feed Kuro!" She'd come around on Reimu's cat, then? "Hmm...No, but Miss Reimu would be sad if I didn't help take care of her." She was a good girl, I finally said. Aunn beamed as I followed Reimu over to the Shrine.

Once I'd shrugged off my coat and placed Yamame's package on Reimu's table, I felt a little better. "Arms." Reimu commanded, coming over. Dutifully, or probably because I'd accidentally conditioned myself into doing whatever one word command was given to me, I raised my arms and allowed Reimu to pull my sweater off. "You're insane, coming all the way here wearing that. It might not be hot yet, but with the sun, that'll have you passing out before you get back." I ran fairly hot anyway, though, and I had a feeling that the peach would play some part in keeping me safe from that sort of thing. "You cannot keep using that excuse for everything, you know?" I rolled my eyes and pulled the shirt that I had on underneath the sweater down.

"Right - Package. What? Explain, please?" I told her that she could probably guess what it was without very much effort. "How would I be able to - Wait..." She frowned. "It's like the packages that Yamame delivered to Kutaka and the others." I nodded. "So - So...Is it..." She dropped her voice to a whisper despite the fact it was only the two of us in here. "Your - Your wedding outfit?" She finally whispered tentatively. I breathed in heavily and nodded. Reimu took in a sharp breath. "Wow. It's - It feels very real now." It had been feeling real to me ever since Yamame had started working on the outfits, I replied. "Have you looked at it yet?" I hadn't, but I'd been kicked out of the house for a bit, so I'd decided to let Reimu see it with me for the first time. "K-Kicked out? Why?" I raised my hands to allay Reimu's shock and explained myself.

By the end of my explanation, Reimu had gone from worried to exasperated. "Ugh, I really hope they do just stick to what she tells them. You know, she threatened to fight me like that once? Calling all of her other bodies in, I mean. Luckily, she changed her mind, because...Well, having her switch between them mid-fight was bad enough, let alone all three at once. Oh, and Junko - So all four at once. Sorry, er, what was I saying?" I looked back down at the outfit, and Reimu breathed in again. "Oh. Right, yeah. So...Are you supposed to look at it?" I nodded, explaining that I needed to tell them if it fit or not later. "Well, what are you waiting for? C'mon, c'mon, let's see it." I crouched down and reached out to grasp the lid of the box, noting that my hands shook just slightly. It felt like a big moment, one of the crossroads that Lady Hecatia was a goddess of. Steeling myself, I grasped the lid and lifted it.

Inside, folded and without a single crease, I could see a white shirt. "That's - Huh." Reimu commented. "Not what you would normally see, but then again, it's not exactly a normal wedding, so maybe that's fitting." I lifted it out delicately and placed it on the table, revealed the item underneath it, which was a black layer that looked something like the inner layer of a kimono. "Wait, but that - Is - what I was expecting. But - With the shirt...? What else?" She was crouched on the floor next to me now, both of us peering into Yamame's box of wonders. I lifted out this layer to find a second, much larger haori. On the sides, where it would go over my chest, were two small yin-yang orbs which had been dyed into the fabric. They seemed to serve as the kamon, which was traditional enough, though Yamame had made the haori long - Almost as long as my coat was. "Oh - I think I see what's going on here. Is the next- Yeah, I knew it." The next layer was a jacket. A black blazer, like the grey one that Yamame had made for me once. Settled in the middle of it was a tie, a deep red in colour.

Ange tugging on battler sleeve with tears in her eyes. She tells battler she had a "uh oh". Battler flashes an grin a takes ange by the hand into the bathroom, once inside he locks the door and hoists ange onto the changing station. Ange is so embarrassed she's crying and telling Battler not to tell mom and dad. Battler chuckles a bit and says sure, he slowly pulls up Ange's dress to expose her loli nipples and a big diaper covering her private parts. Battler begins to massage Ange's shoulders and back, he says that she shouldn't worry and kids get age have accidents like this all the time. Ange is getting to feel a bit uncomfortable with how much Battler is touching her, but she feels really weird when battler tells her to turn around and to stick her butt up in the air.


Ange being the good little sister does as her onii-chan says and sticks her diaper covered butt up in the air. Battler says he has to look around the diaper to figure out how to get her out of it. While ange feels funny sticking her poo covered behind up in the air battler is quietly chucking. Before ange could look around Battler nose is right on her diaper! Battler takes multiple heavy sniffs trying to inhale as much dirty diaper he can. Ange says what are you doing onii-chan? To which battler responds that he's just looking for the latch. After battler finished sniffing anges poo filled diaper he picked her up and says he's going to pull it off.

Ange starts to cry and tells battler that she made a bit of a mess back their and now the poo is spread all over her tiny booty. Battler just sighs and says this is all normal, and slowly pulls Ange's stinky diaper off. As he's pulling it off one of his fingers scrapes Ange's left butt check covering it in her poo, Anges face turns red and starts to cry but battler tells her that he's her onii-chan and that he'll always take care of her. As ange calms down she can hear a quick slurping sound coming from battler but when she looks at him he's staring at ange. Battler decides that since this is the only diaper ange has here that he'll wash it out and dry it so ange can wear it again. Ange is hesitant at first but battler eases her into the idea. Battler says he's going to go into the bathroom closet to wash it down, but all ange heard was the sound of gagging and of slurping.

When battler exited the closet he heaved a heavy sigh and said it took a while but I managed to wash you diaper clean. Just let it dry for a bit and you should be ready to go. Ange turns red for a moment and reminds battler of her poo stained booty. Battle looks down at his feet for a couple of seconds and then speaks. When...since their aren't any towels or napkins here I guess I have to clean you off myself... Ange is confused by battler's words but before she knew it battler had pushed her head down gently and got her to stick her dirty booty up. O-onii-chan? What's going on? I'm cleaning you up ange. The next thing she knew she could feel a warm slimy rag move it's way up Ange's poop stained butt. Ange says she didn't know Battler had a sponge on him, battler remains silent. After two minutes of "cleaning" her butt checks battler shocks ange when he decides to clean her anus and the surrounding areas. O-onii-chan! My kitty feels funny... Battler remains silent.

After battler had finishd cleaning ange he had put her back in her cleaned out diaper and put her dress back on. Battler tells ange she cannot tell anyone that she had an accident and she agrees! Ange asks if she could give Battler a kiss and battler grins and says sure. Ange pucker up her lips expecting a peck, but instead she had battler stick his tongue inside her mouth! She immediately recoils in disgust once she tastes something that was on battles tongue! She jumps away from battler and says Onii-chan you need to brush your teeth more! Battle grins and takes anges hand and walks out of the dirty bathroom...

To punctuate my point, Lady Kasen and Raki reared back, then launched their fists forward again. The first time, it had been Lady Kasen's bandaged arm against Raki's normal arm, but this time, it was her normal arm. My eyes widened. The very moment before impact, I was sure that I'd been able to see the energy that was about to be created, and I tried to plant my feet a little more firmly in the ground. This had...No effect, and when their fists met, the resultant shockwave was so strong that I was thrown back against the wall. Yamame was too, and Reimu fell back slightly, but retained her balance. Tenshi, somehow, didn't seem to be particularly affected. Neither did the other two oni, though that was expected.

"Ugh..." Yamame groaned, rubbing her back. I managed to push myself up, then helped my spider up and into a better-seated position. "That's - Really, really incredible." She looked over at me. "Thank you for convincing me to come with you. I'd have regretted not seeing this forever." Anytime, I replied with a light smile.

Lady Kasen and Raki held their pose for a second longer, before dropping back. "Well." They both said at the exact same moment. "Good fight." It sounded weird like that. Especially since they were essentially the same exact voice twice over. Raki was the first to break, falling into a slightly giddy laugh. "Real good fight, partner." She said. "It's like...Full circle, right?"

"Right." Lady Kasen said with a smile. "And - One last time. I'm sorry. For sealing you away again." Raki clapped a hand on Lady Kasen's shoulder. I got the sense that the animosity was completely gone, and both of them...well, they seemed to be in a far better place than they had once been. Lady Kasen drew in a deep breath and stepped back. "Reimu?" She looked over to the Shrine Maiden. "You've got the shards?"

"Ugh, for the last time, yes!" Reimu replied, rolling her eyes. "You keep acting like this is like dying, when it really isn't. We'll be able to separate you if it comes down to it." This was Reimu in her element, I thought. Dealing with youkai. She'd even said earlier that she was all nervous until it was finally happening. Well, the moment had arrived.

But suddenly Lady Kasen and Raki were coming over to Yamame and I, so we hurriedly got to our feet. "Well, now." Lady Kasen murmured. "Here we are. At long last." We were, I replied slowly. "You know, when Reimu brought you over to me, that day in the Summer, I just figured I'd train you in whatever I could and let you live here." It had felt that way at first, I replied with a slight smile. "But now..." She looked over at Raki. "How things have changed. And only for the better." She stepped back slightly and bowed deeply. "Thank you."

Raki cleared her throat. "Partner, you're going about it wrong. He doesn't respond well to that." She looked back at me. "I'm not going to do a sappy speech, don't worry. Still, thank you for putting Kasen's mind toward releasing me." I was happy to have helped. Raki looked to Yamame next. "You too, Yamame. For forgiving me and for talking to me when I was in a bad way. Thank you."

"Oh, um. Yes, you're welcome. I'm happy for you." Yamame stammered, nodding several times.

Raki held her arms out, then looked over at Lady Kasen. "This is what he responds best to." She said with a bit of a laugh. Lady Kasen smiled slightly, then stepped forward, mirroring the gesture. Well, I thought to myself. She wasn't wrong. Stepping forward, I wrapped my arms around them both, just like I had at the beginning of the year. Lady Kasen swept Yamame up too, turning it into some sort of strange, four-person hug. Still, I was perfectly happy with it. "We don't really know what'll happen next, you see." Raki explained as we all pulled away. "How stable or unstable we'll be. That sort of thing. That's why everyone's here."

"Hey, uh, you said you weren't doing a sappy speech, but it sure feels that way to me." Suika called from where she sat. "C'mon, c'mon! Let's get this show going!"

Lady Kasen laughed. "She's got a point, partner. No use delaying it. Shall we?" She indicated the centre of the room, and Raki nodded, following her other. And finally, the two halves of Ibaraki-douji faced each other, smiling. Last time, I had a feeling that the smiles had been false. This time, they felt genuine. "Come on, partner." Lady Kasen murmured, raising her bandaged hand out toward Raki. "This won't be like the last time."

Raki reached her own right arm out toward Lady Kasen. "It sure won't." She said quietly. "In fact, I think we're going to be...Fantastic." She grinned widely.

>>45873768
Alright. VB Brave done.

After the last 2 games not featuring the eugenics program, I thought they'd abandoned it. Good to see it back.
The combat got heavily revamped here. Instead of the old multiple 5-or-6-man teams with all kinds of units to mix and match, it got downsized to a single 4-person party like a classic JRPG. There's only 12 characters to be chosen for the 4-person party, so the variety felt low.
Since the active party was so small, the spawns didn't get fielded at all, and were all on support. They gave passives to their mothers, which was weird. It's usually the other way around.
The spawns also had in a new mechanic, skill cards. During battle, these cards buffed your party, or dealt damage/debuffed the enemies, with chance to miss. It's RNG as fuck.

The dungeon defender style of this spawning subseries got changed to more like a dungeon crawler, and it's the most annoying thing in the game.
Connections between nodes were one-way streets so you needed to pick your routes, but the camera had a limited range so you couldn't plan too far ahead. There's a minimap, but routes could be blocked or point in the opposite direction.
Battles felt pretty slow. I stacked my deck with as many AOE cards as possible to quickly go through the mobs. Boss battles felt even slower, with a difficulty spike to boot.

Judging from all these game mechanics nerfs, I think devs wanted to make this game more friendly towards beginners to the series. I can see the point, but it deviates so much from the normal gameplays that people are gonna get whiplash if they try another game after this one anyways. I peeked ahead and thanks god they've gone back to the normal autism.

The plot is the war between humans and demons, humans are bastards, demons are living beings too, plus a scheming woman behind the scene. This is weirdly like Abyss now I that type it out.
Maybe because most of the POV was on the human's side, but the demons felt way too evil, which feels weird since we've been on the demon's side all these games.
I thought the demon generals would deflect, but I guess they're too immoral for us. I mean, there's rape on defeat against them in this game. The usual mind break showed up of course, but there's also vore, melt by lava, live mummification, decapitation and grinded to mincemeat! Thankfully not showed just narrated, but what the fuck am I reading, writers!
At least we got the Demon King and her girltoy, who didn't even have an ending nor their own personal kids! The demons got really fucked over in this game.

Speaking of personal kids, in previous spawning games, the mothers only had generic kids, without sprites or anything. Each mother had a personalized spawn here, with appearance, skill card, events and all. I like it, they showed off their motherhood much better in this game.

As for the heroines, I really liked the demons, but they got shafted hard.
The princess sisters had a neat and funny dynamic. A kuudere and lesbo tsudere. It's like one of those old romcom.
I only like the nympho princess from the Japanese duo, the other one is like the third bondage samurai in the series. People probably like her if devs kept making them, but I don't.
The desert princess was vanilla, but it's not bad. Her gladiator was way too standoffish. And they didn't have enough scenes together to sell me on their 3P ending.

Sheila is the series tradition's maid. I like her. She's sarcastic and cute (and my MVP against bosses). There's a scene where she switched from her normal sub to gentle dom against Hein and it was awesome. Also, they had a slime daughter, but Hein never tried to fuck her. What, his mother and sister were A-OK but not her? It's a shame, the slimegirls scenes back in Hypno were hot.
I usually like holy woman like Akris but VB's priestesses just somehow didn't do it for me. I like her journey, but not the girl herself.
Leona was good. From the perspective of the plot, she's more like the protagonist, while Hein's like the deuteragonist. I also love their relationship, much better than the last time they tried this.

When I started this game, I actually looked forward to loli Yuran the most, but I was disappointed to know she wasn't a heroine and only had a few H-scenes. At least she has the fandisks, and a bugbug append that I had no idea about until I saw it mentioned on the wiki. Surprisingly, I actually liked adult Yuran more after the game, but she didn't appear much due to obvious reasons.

Welp. Sorry for all the complaints. I want to vent. The cast was way too human centric while it's been mostly demons and goddesses before. The side heroines only had 3P endings and not their own. It's minor, but I'm still disappointed. Also, not enough 3P scenes. The demons got jack squat. The guro stuff. All that about the gameplay.

"Nice scarf." Reimu mumbled to me as she gave me a damp cloth to hold against the back of my head, which I'd banged against the courtyard after a stray bullet had caught me in the face. "It feels really soft. Did Yamame make it for you?" I nodded, then stifled a groan as the action made the world sway, just slightly. The peach didn't make me as hardy as a celestial, so while it would help with the damage I'd receive from a lot of things and dull the pain a bit, whacking the back of my head against a stone floor was still just as painful as usual. "Er, I am sorry." Reimu put a lot of emphasis on the 'am', I noticed. Probably because she'd been busy ranting about Lady Tamatsukuri for the first several minutes after their danmaku duel had finished and Aunn - Happily, Aunn - Begrudgingly, and Reimu had helped me inside since I was walking slightly crookedly. "I didn't know you'd be coming up the stairs right then."

"No, Reimu, you didn't. That's your problem. Your great-great-great grandmother had something of a gift for knowing who'd be coming up those stairs and when." Lady Tamatsukuri said from the other side of Reimu's table, her arms just as crossed as her legs. She looked as if the entire danmaku duel she'd just fought had not affected her at all. Her face was the same as ever. "Your instincts should really take care of that sort of thing. Perhaps if you-"

"Shut up!" Reimu shouted, looking around from me. "We just had a whole duel over you not shutting up, so I'm allowed to tell you to shut up now!" Reimu pointed an accusatory finger at Lady Tamatsukuri. "I don't need all your cryptic words about which of my ancestors did this or did that." She did look like it was getting under her skin just a bit, and I could see why. Reimu hadn't known that much about her past. I suspected that she knew more than she was willing to reveal, but on the whole, it seemed that a lot of her family was shrouded in mystery. She only vaguely knew her mother from what memories had survived in the dredges of her brain from when she was a child, and I'd never even heard her mention a father. I suspected that she didn't know him at all. "Now, are you finally done here?" She asked with a heavy frown.

Lady Tamatsukuri didn't give much of a reaction to Reimu's words, which seemed to be becoming something of a trend with her. "Yes, Reimu. I am done here, for now. I believe that I am going to have to make regular visits to the Hakurei Shrine a part of my itinerary, though. Just to ensure that you continue to treat your sacred tools with the respect they deserve." Lady Tamatsukuri smiled pleasantly. "I will cook you dinner again and run you a bath from time to time, if it will make you more amenable. I'd rather these not be unpleasant visits, after all. Your family has always been quick to judge when it came to that sort of thing." That got Reimu to pause for a moment, and I looked between the two with narrowed eyes and a furrowed brow. Why did Lady Tamatsukuri keep bringing up Reimu's family like that? She clearly wasn't quite okay with it.

"Um, I've made some tea." The door slid open and there stood Aunn, holding a tray with two cups. For a moment, I wondered how that was going to cover everyone until the grumpier Aunn stepped in behind her, holding another tray, this one with three cups. Having two bodies sure seemed useful. I bet Lady Hecatia having three was even more useful. Grumpy Aunn put a cup beside me, and did not smile when I thanked her. Another cup went to Reimu, and one went to her. Meanwhile, Happy Aunn put a cup in front of Lady Tamatsukuri and took one for herself. "Thank you for teaching me about making the tea like Miss Reimu's great grandmother, Miss Misumaru." At that, Reimu shot Aunn a dirty look, so I elbowed her in the side and shot her a look of my own. Aunn was nice and Reimu shouldn't be mean to her.

"You're very welcome, Aunn. It's good that the Shrine has such a faithful komainu looking after it." Lady Tamatsukuri said, ruffling Aunn's hair. The other Aunn was not spared from this treatment, though she didn't look as pleased by it. She did look less displeased than normal, though. "You know-" She was cut off by Reimu, who rolled her eyes and slammed her cup down on the table.

"Oh, save it! What, you helped install the komainu statues? You maintained them for all these years?" Reimu seemed to be getting very agitated now, and I grabbed her by the waist as she made to stand up. I didn't want her trying to have another danmaku duel, since I knew it was almost noon, which meant that Shameimaru would be coming. I hissed a question at her, and asked if she'd rather Shameimaru be here to record the whole fight in her newspaper for prosperity. At that, Reimu paled slightly. "...No, no, I wouldn't." She muttered. "Definitely don't need more of her attacks in her stupid paper." She did manage to calm down once I'd reminded her of that potential outcome. "Fine, what were you saying?" She asked Lady Tamatsukuri.

Sorry Wurm chan, I can't have sex with you.
>"Huh? Huh? Wh-Why doh....?!"
You're mentally retarded Wurmy. You have autism and a speech impediment, and a learning disability. You're a good person, but you're just not cut out to be a mommy, Wurmy. Your kids would come out dumb too.
>Wurmy starts to cry, anon feels bad. REALLY BAD.
There, there. Listen, Wurmy, it's okay. It's perfectly normal for me to feel bad about what I just did. I may have backwards ideas, but I'm not a monster.
>"Aguhu... huuu... I-It iz...? Id's really okay...?"
Yes, Wurmy. You see, a long time ago here in the united states before the portals opened, I used to be a very lonely person. It made me mentally unwell and feebleminded from a lack of breeding, and no future of babies inherenting my genes made me prone to retarded thoughts. I blamed society. Nowadays, I'm not so lonely and people are friends with me, including you wurm. I love you not just as a friend. That's why I will actually breed you, Wurmy, I want to make the world a kinder place. It's a noble goal to have.
>*sniff* "Doh... o-okay... if humie says it's right, I'll believe him. I'm so happy even tho I've got a cold and a bunged up voice..." *sniff*
It's okay Wurmy. If it makes you feel better, we can still be friends while also being lovers. I promise I'll never not be here for you, especially cause I'll be breeding you. Being stupid doesn't mean you don't deserve friendship and to have fun - and by fun I mean sex.
>"Wuh... Wurm glad then! Wurm care a lot if you're gonna have seggs with me! I just want humie to"
Don't worry Wurmy. I'm going to cum on you now, how about you get some cream, huh? Wurmy loves my cream, yeah?
>*sniffle* "Y-Yeah! Wurm would like that!"

Perhaps TW could do with a mechanic where the more 2hus you turn lewd, the more degenerate Gensokyo in general becomes. So if you start turning everyone into sex friends or waifus, the general order starts breaking down and everyone starts being lewd to each other as well. Eventually they'll even start molesting or get molested by mob characters as well (within 'era safety standards' of never taking their V-virginity at the very least unless <Perverted>). Though how much of this lewd behaviour, from the 2hus to the mob characters, is directed at (You), between each other (2hus-specific) or with others (with mob characters) depends on the ratio of Sex Friend to Waifu. So, you decided to turn everyone into lewd Sex Friends where you can give them a good sexy time on the go? Everyone will start to think that this is normal and start treating each other as Sex Friends, too. Turn everyone into Waifus? They'll all be too busy 'devoting' themselves to (You) to be lewd to each other (unless compatibility is high) - in fact, rather than simply joining in (if not <Perverted>), they might even pull the good old AA2 (Artificial Academy 2) style of arguing with them over 'who would be a better sex partner', and may resort to even danmaku'ing each other over the right to have sex with (You) at that moment. Maybe they'll even hold a danmaku competition where the winner gets the right to have sex with (You) for an entire week and no one is allowed to budge in? Yes, even you, Parsee, as you seethe with your eyes glowing a real scary green colour while watching Anon-kun banging Satori on the bridge. You can't even use your guard duty job as a reason to interrupt. Just get better at danmaku and beat Satori next time, yeah?

Then when it all gets way too much, with the natural order of Gensokyo breaking down too much for (You) to handle, then there's the option to Bite The Dust as always. Though Kosuzu might end up with a 'totally banned book, especially to Anon-kun' that was given to her from Akyuu to destroy for being 'extremely indecent', except that Kosuzu decided to keep it instead for the nights when she feels a little bit too alone.

>>45746236
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The ship's interior… changed.

It felt like an out-of-body experience to enter the shrine and… see: the genkan wasn't broken—Mother would get violent after particularly stressful days and just throw her shoes inside the cabinet with such force it'd break the separations. It happened so often that even Father stopped fixing it—the air wasn't stale with the pungent smell of sweat and alcohol, and the scarce furniture was new…

Upon first look, it seemed like a house—a home, even.

I forgot Sensei and Mother as I walked around with a shy pace, touching walls and wood, deep within feeling a pesky delight with the lack of creaking floorboards—

—Stopping, my eyes locked on the kotatsu: twin needles were by the side with some beautiful green threads, tips worn-out; a small sake bowl—unusual of Mother—was halfway filled with… Ceremonial sake?! I frowned, smelling it to make sure I wasn't wrong. It's ceremonial sake… Mother hates that thing; she used to say it had so little alcohol it wouldn't even make me—12 at the time—tipsy.

Still, what truly caught my attention was a closed book, two letters all that adorned its front: 'Hana Hakurei'. I picked it up and flipped, my heart thundering with the pictures of happy smiles, of arms gently holding a baby, and all those moments lost to time.

To calm my aching heart, I told myself the residual moisture I could feel on the pages was sweat.

Putting the book down, I looked around, wide-eyed and overwhelmed. Aunn, sitting by my side, watched with deep sorrow.

When our eyes met, I saw the reflection of mine in her pupils, and they said: 'This is the Hakurei Shrine, my home for sixteen long years.'

Screams echoed, ricocheting on the walls; the smell of sake was a persistent stain like that of crude oil, and Father's lament is poetry that shall never fade away.

The exterior and interior might've changed, but it's still the same ship.

The war inside—so much rage, fear, longing, loathing, anxiety, and many others—grew as a distressed sigh crawled out of me, my eyes closing. “Hana…” Aunn whispered, her eyes empathetic as her hand drew circles on my back.

“Everything has changed; I barely recognize this place…” I mutter.

“But?”

“… It's like nothing has changed at all; I cannot trust any of this—it all feels like l-lies.” A coat of paint, a mascara. Something inside urges me to rip it all off with righteous fury, expose the falsehoods, and so burn it all to the ground. Life would be easy if nothing of that were accompanied by that gleam in her eyes, my throat clenching, war rising and rising, sweat covering my body…

Memories of more than just those 16 years—so many terrible memories. More. Much, much more; a crashing waterfall of them and—

—Confused, I watched my hands on the kotatsu trembling. Why are they…? With my left hand, I grasped my right wrist, but the shaking persisted. My breathing sped up and no technique I've ever learned helped me—trembling, sobbing, hyperventilating. What is going on? My heart feels so very tight, like a collapsing star; my arms are itching all over, itch creeping towards my chest, the world around is blurring and spinning—and—a-and—

… I was bad to the people around me who were youkai. I despised them, and I was so needlessly mean…

Father, I hurt Father so much, I'm sorry…

M-Mother, please, h-help—

—My hand is suddenly on something fluffy and nice. I give it a light squeeze…

My vision begins to focus again as my heart rate drops to normal, hyperventilation gradually transforming into a more centered effort that doesn’t drain my energy like an open hose, a horn nudging at my side.

Finally, the world began to make sense again, and a weeping Aunn cuddled against my chest, shivering and mumbling prayers—“Hana, please…”—, and, as I fixed my breathing, an alarming realization dawned on me: I had a panic attack that almost turned into a…

… I sighed, unsure of how to feel—I felt desolate.

Patting Aunn's head, her eyes swiftly turned to me. “H-Hana! You're okay!” The following hug crushed my ribs in a good way, a bit of the no man's land left by the war blossoming in peaceful green; still, the rotting corpses lay there like a grim reminder. “W-What happened?! It was so sudden! You just… stopped responding, a-and your breathing was so—”

“Aunn, It's okay—”

“It's not! It's not okay!” She yelled with just fury and exasperation, thick tears cascading and fists clenched, getting up to tower over me. “That was the opposite of okay! All this is not okay! And when people are not okay, bad things happen! And I-I don't want more bad things to happen in my life, Hana! They happened to R-Reimu, Anon, and I lost them—I love you too much to lose you to bad things too!” She stomps her feet and, wide-eyed, I can only watch.

But of course, Aunn would be greatly affected by the sheer magnitude of terrible things this day had, and now she saw me having an awful panic attack…

I hug her very tightly and whisper, “Aunn, I-I'm so sorry—”

“No!”

>>45709472
>Hard might be as about as hard as Lunatic
I don't think he's wrong about difficulty levels, personally I found SA to have them generally a bit shifted. Easy feels closer to Normal than usual and Normal more than before requires either really good knowledge of patterns from the get go or rather good general skillset for reacting on sight. The whole game feels much faster and more chaotic on lower difficulty than anyone that came before IMO.

But it might as well be me being a total scrub, I'll accept that as well.

Anon looks at the glowing, tall, and mystical tree; then at the barren landscape around him, a disturbed godly child—one of his, apparently—, staring at him, her powers and existence beyond his very comprehension. He grimaces, dreading the question: "Would you know, by any chance, of the name 'Ymir'?"

Hata no Sekai blinks, her smile turns a tad bigger. "You mean big sis?"

Anon sighs.
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Last time in the HSE:
>Anon gets distressed by his mythical daughter, who shows him her AU fanfics involving their family;
>Hana has the best day of her life; she dances, eats, and talks a lot with people she likes—it's all so fun and full of love from all sides! Nothing can destroy this perfect day!
>Yukari throws a party for the ladies—a ladies night, if you will—on her side of this war. Ends as well as expected;
>Ran gets her estrus going and is suffering because of that. Breaks down crying after telling Anon how she fucking hates everything surrounding them, gets comforted by him. Feels man;
>Kasen speedruns a bunch of traumas, gets ambushed by Konngara, they spar before Konn goes on about Oni victory, killing Yukari and Okina and then Reimu and Hana. It takes a lot of Kasen to not sperg right then and there;
>Aya participates in the birthday party, takes so many pictures of so many embarrassing situations Bunbunmaru is not getting out of content for an entire week! As the overdrive calms down, decides to pull her shogi game and bullies Mima into fighting her. They play together and despite jobbing initially, it was all part of keikaku, and Aya the Tyrant commits unspeakable gravitacional crimes before the war settles into a truce with the first Dairy republic;
>Satori gets harassed by Okina, then by a bunch of other older women, namely Kanako and Byakuren, after spreading the information about the sword in the pond and Yukari and Kasen's bicker. She makes sure to lock the door this time;
>Yuuka pampers Hana, gets ultra jealous and plays on a cool ass violin. All very cute.
>Sanae has her first protagonized chapter… 700 entries in. Damn. She's in the party and does a lot to make Hana even happier.
>Kosuzu is so tired that she space travels to another timeline for a bit, then gets embarrassed by Mamizou at the birthday party, though it's all, as expected from this angel, immensely cute. She also has a lot of fun. Good for her!
>Seiga makes everyone in the ladies night jobb to her sexual depravity;
>Remilia and Yachie fake being sexually depraved too, and it's very cute;
>Alice and her dolls also pamper Hana and sing for her when she decides to dance upside down on the roof. The dolls shake up the party all times~;
>Tewi is smug, tells everyone about her BIG family and Anon's place in it. Then she's suffering to Aunn's love. Sana and Sara are cute as hell;
>Keine makes amends with Mokou and she joins their family with the twins; it's very wholesome. Retard Express comes the next day with a cursed letter, and, putting together all the pieces—the ShitJaku, the shitbracelet; the shit Yakumo uniform—, comes to the conclusion this is an attempt to introduce her and Keine's storyline into the main story. Rightfully burns Seija, Goro, and their dog alive for that, though they're saved by Keine. Proceeds to teach Goro-san the dangers of retarded ideas, then makes him jobb to a baby; same with Seija, but she does that by herself. Very cute. Then, topping it all off, Mokou asks Keine to be her bride. She kind of accepts in a funny way, and Mokou ponders destroying the neighbors' eardrums;
>Mima gets way too invested in a board game; Marisa is there to laugh and jobb when the time comes;
>Seija and Goro beat the retard record by a landslide with their new idea. Show it first to Eirin, a paragon of morality, trust me; then almost get killed by Mokou because of it; get info from Keine and jobb to her jobabies—Jesus…—, then they go beat Tenshi to get information about Yuuka, apparently wanting to speedrun suicide. All that with sides of Goro getting really comfortable in crossdressing as Yukari, breaking down because of the magical fetus and having a Myouren certified intervention;
>Rikako and her gang sneak around the party, but the clap of their humongous jobbcheeks keep alerting the traumatized Shrine Mainden;
>Eirin completes her Warhammer 40k deck and makes three 'perfect' unfertilized eggs using Yukari's genetics. Ponder the future and conquest of the universe, as you do;
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Father and daughter watching SnK together edition
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This thread is for the spinoffs of the spinoffs of a fan work, read below to catch up.
OG work here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43718466/chapters/109935363
Read Hana's story here:
>“Hana Hakurei is the daughter of Reimu Hakurei and her husband, Anon. As the future protector of Gensokyo, Hana was never going to have a normal life, but it was worse than it should have been.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52050766/chapters/131634781
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previous thread: >>45515120

>>45473601
It does matter to an extent. Bigger breasts mean better genetics. There's a reason why most men prefer women with bigger breasts. It's like having a bigger dick, ill come back to this point later.
>Bigger chests are associated with age as they develop bigger and more flacid with every pregnancy
Not old age, as you imply. Age past puberty. They're a sign of sexual maturity. And if anything, breasts get bigger during pregnancy. Multiple pregancies obviously mean that time has passed and women's breast sagging as they get older is normal.
>And they are indeed a dysyngenic sign like you mentioneed, overdeveloped breasts are associated with a lower intelligence level, on both the woman who has the bigger breasts,
Association does not imply causation. And that isn't what i meant, what i meant by dysgenic is you being disgusted by something that equates to good genetics and something that most men do like.
The bottom line is, if a physical trait of a woman massively turns a man on to the point where he feels even more compelled to reproduce with her then that is a GOOD trait to have, and it's absence is a detriment. Sorry but i think you're just contorting yourself into a pretzel to justify why something that 99% of men like is somehow bad or not at all needed. Having taste is one thing, but big breasts are a positive biologically speaking.

I honestly don't see how having big breasts somehow ruins Hieda's character. You're acting like her entire story and character is being rewritten because an artist drew her the ''wrong'' way. You fixate so much on her having being cunny (which is already a fetish of its own considering how niche and abnormal it is) that you seem to like her more for that than her actual character. If she deviates slightly from from that body type she becomes a monster to you.
>>45474292
>making them beyond normal sizes like that is purely fetish material
It's not. That's like saying women have a fetish for liking guys with very wide shoulders, and most women do like guys with wider shoulders than average. Just because its not within normal sizes doesn't mean its a fetish. Especially when its not completely unrealistic. Yes there are women with natural tits like that (albeit a somewhat smaller) who arent obese or fat. It's always the guys who like flat chests who somehow never pay attention to all the wide variety of body types women have. I think you might be projecting when you say its purely fetish material, when i see that image i see her character design like her clothes or hair color or cute expression as well as her boobs. You fixate only on the breasts because they're disgusting to you.

>>45387880 (20/-)
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Suzu has been an angel in my life, one I don't deserve—she has her life to take care of; piling my responsibilities on her shoulders is cruel—but one I won't turn away from. Feels nice too to be on the other side of a lecture, and trial and error with these two bundles of joy has been… something. Who'd have thought making clothes for winged babies was so hard? At least Suzu seemed to enjoy it. Though I can't keep taking so much—her time, presence, knowledge, charity—and not giving back.

Breathing in and out, I scan if I'm far away enough from the village… Yeah, seems safe. Gently I descend, landing by the shore of a river that crosses the Forest of Magic, humming a cute lullaby as I place down my backpack and pull out the 'lid', giggling when I'm welcomed with a yawn. "Sorry, Kuramochi—should've expected night sparrows like you and your sister would enjoy a peaceful flight…" I poke his nose, the mumbling making his sister roll over, trying to use her small wings to cover herself from the sunlight. "… And sorry to you too, Aki. Didn't mean to disturb~"

As I talk to them, I carry the backpack to a nearby tree, cleaning the area before leaning it on the bark. Pulling my scroll, I raise a magic circle of protection around them—would've been useful during that night, but the ten-second cast is not ideal…—making sure they're warm and comfortable.

"Sorry again—last time, I swear—for not getting Aunt Suzu to take care of you; we don't want to be a burden on her, right…?" My hand caresses their faces, my slight smile dying a bit as Aki's soft and tiny fingers envelop my index. "Was I egotistical…?" I ask no one in particular, shoulders down. Saving them was a thing, but then adopting them? Without a job, funds rapidly drying—I frantically swing my head, giving small slaps on each side of my face.

It's not time for that!

… It's time to make money.

Mother Nature gives and takes: farming is impossible so late in autumn; foraging is possible but too risky—I can't even fathom what would be of me if I'd to sell something poisonous…—; I'm a terrible hunter, too: one day to catch a malnourished rabbit is bad. Really bad.Winged-game has already migrated also and is nigh impossible to find reliably.

Which leaves me with one good option: fishing.

Of course, many think like me and a lot are great fishers; hogging all the best spots, equipment is also far too pricey, just as I don't have any skill in fishing. One entire day of normal fishing got me less than hunting, and exploding the water with Danmaku burned the fish to a crisp—bad price, but food for us, at least…

… So, I strip my heavy clothes.

The frostbite chills my skin and my body jolts, but I go on anyway. I won't turn to crime, I won't use my powers irresponsibly—I won't taint these babies lives with such marks of shame—, I won't be a burden to one of my best friends and I won't let this world destroy my life. I'll retake all of it, change things… And I'll do it right.

My heart pounds as I place the heavy clothes around the babies, creating another layer of warmth. The circle will resist and keep them warm and safe—and if something threatens them, I'll have enough time to return and defend them.

I look at them again, my smile tender, and brush my fingers against their cheeks…

… Hope to never give up. Responsibility to keep moving forward.

Breathing in and out deeply, I get up and—trembling—move towards the raging shore of the river, a basket in my left hand. Gravel hurts the sole of my feet; hair in a massive ponytail; breasts bandaged and shorts to keep my decency. The cold and wind are harsh against my skin, even after I create a pellet of danmaku inside my stomach to warm the inside of my body.

… I glanced at the babies one last time, held my breath… and jumped into the raging, freezing river without hesitation.

It's like hell.

My body temperature goes crashing down, and I'm certain I'd be dead in seconds if not for the ball of danmaku inside me, even so humane panic installs and my brain tries to trick me into going back to the surface, scrapping my leg on a sharp rock amidst the confusion, blood tainting the water… Yet, as a melodic crying echoes in my head, hands clench, and I struggle to ignore every wordily pain, gulping buckets of desperation, heart on fire with a strong desire, finally recomposing myself enough as to swiftly swim to the bottom of the freezing river, magical senses stretched thin and—there! Fast and at my absolute limit, I swim towards the shoals and catch what I can with my basket before they desperately swim away.

Mother Nature gives and takes…

I stay two minutes there before resurfacing, gasping for air, body chilled all over, eyes wide with tears welled there. Having a hard time controlling my limbs, I look inside the basket, feeling terrible: thirty plus fat, glimmering fish, looking healthy as horses and, certainly, with a nice price tag to them. I grin through the suffering

… Time to fucking take.

>>45401229
Eventually, as if by a blessing, I was expelled from the place and sent skidding, face first, across the stones of the shore. When I came to a stop, I looked up to see Seija battered, not so injured as Kasen had made her, more toyed.

"See Seija?" Yukari said, jamming her parasol into my back. "All I have to do is take away your toys and you're nothing before me understand? So don't dare to speak to me in such a way." As she concluded, I was tugged from the ground and sent sailing through the air by a twirl of her parasol into the arms of Seija.

"Now, let's start over." She began, not waiting for either of us to recover. "Explain yourselves."

"It's as Seija said. We made contact with Satori as you requested and Kasen arrived not long after. We didn't think anything of it and that let her get the jump on us, after which she compelled us to do an absolute deal with her in order to deceive you or she'd put an end to us." I struggled out, slurring my words as my mind struggled to re-orient itself to reality.

"Perhaps it would've been better if I found you here as spirits." Yukari remarked, tapping her parasol on the stones. "My control over Kasen is worth far much more to me then either of you after all."

Kneeling on the ground, I bent over and prostrated my self. "It's as you say, we were careless and over confident which endangered your interests Yukari-Sama. For this, we apologize and hope that you will bless us with your guidance so that we can amend for our mistake."

"Yeah..." Seija spoke, but didn't do so much as bow.

It was a bluff on Yukari's part of course. An 'Absolute Deal' works two ways and ours was 'To explain the secrets of the HSE construction in exchange for our defending it', even if her part had been fulfilled at this point, preventing the latter worked against her best interest and she couldn't delude herself of that, no matter how angry she was. Even then, smug, self-assured people like her tended to overcorrect and lash out when things didn't go their way, but if you gave them a bit of appeasement...

"Oh, you two!" Yukari cried joyously, scooping my neck from the ground with one arm, wrapping her arm around Seija's neck with the other, she pulled us into a double-sided embrace.

"It's my fault really! I should've warned you two about Kasen the second she fell out of my control!"

Seija looked at me, for some kind of explanation, but I was just as baffled. I had expected a 'I'll give you two one last chance...' if she had Kasen under her wing again, not a turnabout embrace. Had something good happened to her recently? Or were these the mood swings normal for Yukari? I'd have to ask Ran if I ever got the chance.

"But I can't ignore the fact that you two let your guard down and almost cost me dearly." Yukari began, hands on each of our shoulders. "So you'll have to figure out how to cross the River Sanzu on your own."

"Why do we have to go to Hell anyway?" Seija asked, crossing her arms.

"Stirring up trouble." I answered.

"Your better half is right Seija!" She said, tapping the Amanojaku's nose with a finger. "Right now everyone's keeping quiet about their little schemes, but when they respond to my own maneuvers, meaningless as they appear, it revels much about what they're planning. In that sense, you two are of great importance to me!" She explained, tapping both our shoulders.

"On that note, scuffling with my troublesome peer has given me much to think about, so I'll have to leave you two to it." She said, turning around and almost smacking Seija with her parasol. "Tata for now, do a good job and I promise you, your rewards will be great." She waved, disappearing from sight.

"So, we've been molested by not one, but two sages on this trip. Any chance Okina's gonna give us a howdayado?" Seija jeered.

"Maybe. Ughh, even if it was fake, humping against Kasen felt so wrong. I kind of wanted to puke." I remarked. Older woman are not my type, feels too much like home. Ah Hijiri, there was going to be a lot to apologize for.

"Oh, good to know! At least you didn't have to endure her feeling you up. She looks young, but it's like she possessed by a perverted old man. And did you see Satori? I think she was getting off on it."

We both grimaced at the thought. However Anon put up with these kinds of feeling was completely beyond me.

"You know, the fact that she didn't kill us immediately or worse probably means she managed to get Kasen back into the fold." I mentioned.

Once the battle had started we fled almost immediately, much to Seija's chagrin. She wasn't happy about Kasen humbling her and was even more incensed at being evacuated, but seeing Yuugi's terrifying power again and at the same time how little damage it did to Yukari made it perfectly clear we'd be dead in a second if we chose to fight.

"Are you pitying her?" Seija asked, setting me down and sitting with my back to hers.

They say logic don't apply in Gensokyo, but listen. First off, they're dumb. Second, shut the fuck up, it makes sense if the narrator wants it to. Third of all, the bitch drugged me, plus shut the fuck down. That doll kept saying things, but I didn't pay attention. I ain't insane, this ain't the puppet show in the padded room, that doll ain't moving on it's own and I sure as fuck don't feel like getting raped by some weirdo. Since green onion got turned to vomit pulp, I tried to remember my /jp/ history lessons from Keine when I first came to Gensokyo. Before I could scream Kirisame, I shit you not, I'll be damned if I didn't tell you this, a bunch of outsiders, all speaking feigned /jp/ lingo. Fakes. I could tell some had been there a while. They all seemed like nice folks, but on the other side of the street, there was more than just a few faggots arguing. Freaks. It was some of the most disgusting shit ever. My fucking eyes. Those outsiders stopped in their tracks and two of them joined in and the true nature was never more apparent. It was the worst development ever since people started seeing penises under skirts after managing to score a date as a Wizard NEET. A word of advice, RUN. They say a hole is a hole, but it ain't worth it. If you managed to get a date the first time, you can do it a second time. Just clean yourself up first. Your room probably smells like shit with all those piss open bottles. I zoned out when they were talking, sounded like they all hated eachother for no reason, so they made up some. I don't know when it happened, but someone in a maid outfit came and killed every last one of them with a mop. A fucking mop. I felt the pain when some dude said he wanted to cry.
I stood there about to say something when some other dude croaked with his bloodclot throat "there's not one decent thread in the whole catalog." The fuck does that mean? Every last one of them got up and started walking toward me after a few seconds like some sort of gang initiation when I said that. My life flashed before me eyes, but with more bad memories than good. I remembered some obnoxious motherfuckers who wouldn't shut unliving former hell up outside the /jp/ mansion. "It's your fault that you sold too much sake to a God! YOU DON'T SELL TOO MUCH SAKE TO A GOD! WE'RE GODS! WE'LL HAVE YOU EXTERMINATED! WE'LL HAVE YOU EXTERMINATED AND WE'LL LAUGH ABOUT IT!" Some words those were. I recognized every last one of them. All without a soul and dependent on others because they can't supplement themselves. God I can't bare to watch. "Sometimes it feels like I'm the only smart one around" Some dude followed up, and it was the quickest reply I had ever seen. "Nah dude, some guys act retarded just for fun. Everyone does it, but the only downside is..." he looked at the gate and they were screaming at eachother and pulling on the gate as security rushed over, unsightly. "it attracts the actual retards." "I agree, but it doesn't top that free house in Japan. Nobody bought the damn thing when it was free." I was starting to remember the dude outside the gate, retired with his 4 riot shields around him with his N.E.E.T helm, but the last traces of that dreamlike day vanished when the blonde lady kicked the door open and shoved me in a dark room. I came out brand spanking new, but it was some of the weirdest shit ever I tell you. Everything was fine, but me streamer was numb and I couldn't feel me balls despite touching them. I lost conscious several times, when I don't even remember going to sleep. Not one normal thing happened since that festival. What the fujck man.

Feels good to be normal. This is the style that western no-idol fans people like, without cringing hard. Sakurazaka is for everybody.
https://youtu.be/k1j0OD1zu80?si=BUFhCv0Mx3WC5IC8