/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>48279332
I'll do my best. Cooking seems to be one of the more useful skills to have, it's cheaper than buying your own food, a quick way to make friends, curry favor with the gods, or get out of getting eaten yourself, and it helps that most of the girls probably aren't too choosy. As someone without grand aspirations it could lead to a pretty fulfilling life in Gensokyo.
>Slander and lies!
Yeah, exactly! Who reads this garbage?

>>46254363
There's nothing wrong with selling papers detailing the Hakurei Miko's crimes! The public must know the truth!

>>45240325
Aunn is a huge dork and is useless aside from sweeping and guarding the shrine!

Okina: get mad

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A vein twitched on Okina’s forehead as Aunn finished giving her report. She had been fine with Marisa’s and the young Hakurei’s outing with Aunn; they weren’t planning on doing anything, even if they were foolish. But this was a step too far on the hakurei’s fault. Aunn may be willing, and while she wasn’t exactly a child, Okina didn’t like it when people took things that were hers.

“Aunn,” Okina said as the aura of killing intent radiated from her, causing Aunn to wilt in her presence. “Y-y-yes?” Aunn said, voice quieting to a whisper as she backed away from the goddess’s stone chair.

“Don’t worry, I’m not mad at you,” Okina said, smiling with her eyes closed and using a motherly but commanding tone she’d only ever had to use with Kokoro before. “I just want to know who told you about these things,” Okina said, clapping her hands together as her eyes opened so slightly as to be nearly indiscernible, but Aunn could still feel the goddess’s gaze.

“Nue-san, Ma’am,” Aunn said, frightened as she stood stock still, frozen like a deer in the headlights. “Come over here, please,” Okina commanded, patting her lap.

Aunn walked towards her creator warily, feeling like one misstep might cost her, but as she approached the base of her master’s chair, Okina grabbed her by the armpits, foisting her onto Okina’s lap and into a hug. “It’s okay, Aunn. I didn’t mean to frighten you,” Okina said as her arms wrapped around the Komainu, one hand patting her back, the other petting her long green hair. “I’m sorry for frightening you,” Okina said softly.

“Now,” Okina said, getting up from her chair, “I’m going to have to visit somebody now.” She said, putting Aunn back down on the floor. “Please wait patiently for my return, “Also, that thing you did with Hana, you’re not allowed to do it until after we talk about something. I’ll see you in a bit, dear.” She finished saying as she disappeared into a backdoor that appeared in front of her.
Left standing in the black and technicolor door-filled throne room of Okina, Aunn didn’t understand why Okina was so mad or what was happening, but she didn’t want to disobey Okina, so she just shook her head in affirmation as the secret goddess left.

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Nue may have been a kind youkai once feared by the whole of Japan, but her undefined ability was weak to Okina’s status as a god of secrets. She was on a poorly maintained spot in the barrier where business with outsiders was conducted.

Nue was talking to a pair of humans from the outside world coming to peddle their wares on the border of fantasy when a back door appeared before her, “Hah!” Nue gasped,summoning her unidentified pitchfork and stepping backward as the door flung open at her, revealing a black void.

Nue stood there, frozen, as she heard the smuggler scramble away from the door and the killing intent radiating from it.

Slowly, she could hear footsteps from the darkness, ‘Okina,’ her mind distantly registered as the goddess's figure came into view. Nue tried to scramble backwards, firing off danmaku towards the distant figure. Pressing her hands together she spoke “[Unidentified Ha-“

The distant figure of the goddess disappeared, and Nue felt a hand clench around her neck. “Hello Nue.” Okina said, chuckling, “You know, a friend of ours told me some interesting things about you.” Her grip tightened.

“Let me tell you this: I don’t care what you do here; none of us have ever cared, but the second you come near one of my girls again.” Okina’s other hand came from Nue’s back to touch her abdomen. “It’s not my life that” will be on the line,” Okina said, dropping the near-suffocated Nue into a backdoor.

It Would be a shame if any complications arose from her attack. Hopefully, she’ll prove a lovingr. Okina smiled maliciously at the thought.

--

“So?” Aunn said, still confused, “But I like Hana, right? So it’s fine.” She asked.

“It’s more complicated than that,” Okina sighed, “but I Won’t stop you from doing what you feel like, except for visiting the Hakurei Shrine Experience. I don’t care how much Hana asks you or if you want to see Anon,” Okina commanded, although she said it like a suggestion. “I wouldn’t be happy with seeing you captured by Yukari, and it’s socially unacceptable to force yourself on somebody,” Okina said, nodding.

“Am I allowed to talk about this with Hana?” Aunn asked pensively, facing the floor with a bowed and somewhat ashamed expression.

“You can’t explain everything. Yukari keeps too tight of a leash on the Hakurei, but yes, I Trust you’ll use what discussion you feel is necessary.” Okina decided she’d need to have ‘The Talk’ with her other girls, just in case. Although she doubted either Nazrin or Chisazu would need it.

>>35319445
Of course she knows. You think she wouldn't?