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>>46329036
Clarity. For the first time in months, Aya had clarity. A thunderstorm of hormones, regrets, promises, grudges, love and pain ravaged her brain up until she passed out from laying her eggs. Then, the clouds parted. The rain stopped. A crisp breeze revealed the vast, unending globe that was Aya’s mind. Just like the pristine sky, her thoughts and emotions stood where they were, perfectly organized and transparent to her cognition. And just like a bare ray of sunlight beaming through a hole in the ozone layer, the realization of Aya’s mistakes and shames scorched her until she begged for mercy.

After the party ended, Aya woke up on a couch-pillow bed with abysmal back support. Ignoring the pain in her spine, she made a full investigation of her home, checking for video and audio recorders and making a mental list of how large of a mess she had to clean up. Most karasu tengu (Hatate excluded) liked to keep their homes clean, but few ever took responsibility for trashing another venue. Aya’s home was yet another statistic to add to the list. Picking up a bottle here and a plate there, the reporter made sure her home was completely empty before heading into her room. There, laying on top of her neatly-folded sheets, was the incubator she bought from that shady kappa and her 4 eggs, all standing perfectly upright. A single note was left on top, written in obnoxiously-good handwriting for how drunk that dog got:

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Aya,

I apologize for my trespass. I understand
this device was meant to be discovered
only after an emergency. At the time, I
considered childbirth enough of an
emergency. Iizunamaru-sama and I took
the utmost care in aligning your eggs
and creating the optimal environment for
incubation. Tsukasa left before we did
so, but Hatate insisted on supervising
while Iizunamaru-sama handled the eggs
herself.

Hatate found a damaged bag in your
closet and insisted on taking it for
repairs. I doubt the veracity of her
claims.

On the back of this note are a list of
names Iizunamaru-sama insisted we
leave for you. Her justifications were
quite passionate.

Your children are aligned oldest-to-
youngest from left-to-right, relative
to facing east.

I hope our next meeting will be just as
enriching and less stressful

Best wishes,
Inubashiri Momiji

P.S. - Please read page 5 of the
pamplet from Eientei. It holds very
enlightening information in the lower-left corner.
__

Hatate took her bomb bag? That’s fine. Even better would have been Megumu not seeing the incubator, but Aya had to take the victories she got. There were so, so many losses she had to make up for. In fact, the source of many of her problems was stored in an innocent-looking pamphlet that was tossed into her closet, next to a pair of empty cases that were thankfully devoid of explosive devices. There were no fingerprints on either case, but there were shifted slightly out of place. Probably nudged with a clothed shoulder or a shoe to see if there was any weight to it. Damn nosy daitengu...

Aya flipped the pamphlet open and appreciated how the cutesy pictures of tengu couples were arranged on each page. She read through the fifth page again: Just a primer on the changes her body would go through during her pregnancy. Stuff like heightened metabolism, changing taste buds, sensitive body parts, etc. “The wonderful efficiency of karasu tengu gestation”, If she remembered Eirin’s particular phrasing correctly. Nothing seemed out of place or unusual. Focusing on the left corner, it was a bold choice switch to a cold blue margin when the rest of the sections used warm yellows and reds. Now that she was focused on it, there were lines a shade darker than the rest of the margin. Holding the book in front of the window, the tiny characters stood out to form the most haunting sentence Aya had read in her entire career:

TO FACILITATE EGG FORMATION, COGNITIVE ABILITIES ARE RAPIDLY SHIFTED TOWARDS AUTONOMIC PROCESSES. SOME STUDIES REPORT UP TO 90% OF MENTAL RESOURCES FACILITATING EGG FORMATION.

The pamphlet fell out of Aya’s hands. Turning towards her incubator, she could finally understand the full gravity of the consequences of her actions. Now that she thought about it, the pamphlet did mention letting the husband take care of her quite often. And all the reporters that she knew that became mothers stayed home until after their pregnancies were over. No wonder Megumu was being so damn nice to her…

Aya was no longer begging under the sunbeams of truth. She was screaming for death to finally take her. She made a small mistake and was punished with retardation for 2 months? No, that’s too wordy.

She was fucked stupid. Short, informative and true.

Aya trudged over to her desk and cracked open a new notebook. She wasn't quite certain how many pages she needed, but she knew what she was starting with.

Mistake #1: Not reading the fine print.

(Part 90)

>>35385519
I imagine it took Aya a while to get used to hers.

>>17498650
It means "Oooh."

That's weird. Kimeemaru's weird. You're weird.
Weird.

Hell no.

>>9645522

Scary

Kimeemaru is a twisted mockery of the perfection that is Aya.

>>7999791

I don't think she likes it.

I don't think she likes it.