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Hana’s eyes never make it to who exactly it was holding that gohei, could’ve been any shrine maiden. It certainly wasn’t her... it certainly wasn’t why her gohei thrust forward like a lance; flying through the air and striking the page accurately right where the unknown pervert stood. It wasn’t why the Tengu had to cut her thoughts short just as she was explaining the plot behind her next planned spinoff series; ‘Shrine Maiden’s cum tax: Breeding without permission is forbidden!”

The youma energies in the book combust, igniting at the divine energies of the Hakurei god destroying it, the book is consumed in supernatural flames that makes JP suddenly toss the sketchbook in the air. The birds’s first instinct is to dodge and save herself, the gohei didn’t stop it’s advance after all, the second was to throw the combusted book up in the air with panic on her face and eyes tracking the tinder like it was still salvageable.

A shout came from the bird as Hana lunged ‘forwards’ catching her Gohei along strained lines and already turning in mid-air to intercept the bird, “Not again! You know how much time it took to collect all those refere-“

She didn’t get to complete her complaint; seals were already flying outwards. Long chains of seals seemed to sprout out of nowhere, forming 5 pointed stars around the bird that flowed with impossible angles. Borrowing a page from her mother’s danmaku, valuable paper seals flowed from impossible points across the floating arena she had the bird trapped in. needles flashed in the light as the weary tengu flew on the wind, annoyingly able to duck and weave between the gaps in her seals and avoid getting boxed in.

Frigid black wind rushed through Hana’s dark hair as she shifted along the world lines, the teary eyed tengu was tossing the book like a hot rock between her hands, flames scalding her skin as she tried putting out the flames with wind. However, they only fanned the flames and reduced the book to its leathery shell faster, burying whatever blackmail she had forever… at least Hana hoped that was her only book…

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