/jp/ - Otaku Culture

So, I think I'll be forwarding the Birthday arc from Hana's perspective if no one has any objections. Is anyone else going to set up anything for it? Or should I just go ahead?
I know Tenefag is going to do something, but we haven't heard anything from him for awhile.

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Dim blueish-gray light streamed in through the high windows of Hana’s room causing her consciousness to drift up to the surface of her mind. Despite the urge to sleep in and waste away the morning in the warmth of her futon, Hana forced herself up to start the day. Or she would’ve, if it weren’t for the two green haired Komainu she regarded as a sister clinging to either arm of the miko-in-training.

While the two girls did hinder her, she didn’t just want to shove them awake rudely, so instead she squirmed and wiggled her way free of the tangle of their limbs. She kept her more fleshy thoughts at bay as her arms and hands brushed the sections of their exposed body uncovered by their opened and sloppy jubans, a testament to their activities the night before.

Freeing herself from the prison of Komainu flesh she shivered, her own flesh was entirely exposed and as she quickly donned her juban, which lay to the side after being haphazardly stripped off of her the night before. Hana quickly followed up by slipping on her sandals neatly placed at the doorway of the room and took a moment to let her body heat do its work and keep the worst of the early autumn chill at bay.

By the time Hana found herself in the kitchen she had freshened up, was dressed in the cold weather variant of her outfit, and festooned in her father’s favorite apron. The lit stove filled the kitchen with blessed warmth and soon the smell of a modest breakfast filled the air. Hana was a bit distracted with what she had to do and didn’t feel the need to overdo it on breakfast, a simple meal set of rice, miso soup, and steamed vegetables with some salt. It helped that the lunch box she made for Aunn and herself was mostly composed of leftovers and a few fresh sides.

Aunn had groggily entered just in time for the tea to finish, scratching her belly over her now closed juban. The sleep was still in her eyes as she let out a small greeting, by the time she set down at the table and had her tea and meal served she was awake enough to remember to give her thanks before tucking into her meal. Hana sat down with her, and as they ate in silence Hana couldn’t help but be envious once again that she could both sleep in and eat at the same time.

By the time she left her home and passed by the small Komainu statue and miniature branch shrine, now placed in the front of her home instead of in the mouth of the alley, both the Aunns had already woken and gave her a double kiss goodbye. Hana had the muffler and gloves her father knit more than a year ago her keeping her warm and bento box firmly in hand as she walked the dirt road in front of her house.

The road itself was muddy with a few puddles here and there from the rains last night, it looked all the wetter thanks to the overcast skies dimming the sun’s best effort to illuminate the world. Despite the dreary conditions, the road she walked wasn’t bare in the slightest. It was hard to tell the exact hour thanks to the sun being obscured, but judging by the flow of workmen and clumps of older ladies standing around and gossiping it couldn’t be very long past the last crow of the rooster.

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>Probably a good idea to limit it only to the material things and not magical things, though, just for plot sake
That's the plan anyways. Yukari's barriers, curses, spells(at least ones that aren't just physical bullets and other such effects which are dodgeable) would be very effective on Hana, she's still technically a normal human and all she can really do is move all fancy like.
>she seems a bit altered; but good for Hana.
I have barely scratched the surface so far as to how it'd affect her psyche and my brain is too small to fully explore that. For now though she's still the little lustful racist we all love!
Though I fear as to what kind of kinks she'll develop as a result of this.