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Hana’s eyes opened soon after her little sojourn into that mental space, for a second the peak of the mountain was overlayed with a grid like pattern whose lines extended across many different vertices. That image was quick to fade, and before she could focus on its Yukari stretched her back and stood up before doing the same with her legs.

The blanket disappeared as Yukari yawned, “Ahhh~ Honestly, I have not had to explain the basics of barrier manipulation since Reimu-chan was a fresh-faced whelp. Naturally a great teacher such as I made it easy enough to follow along, no?”

Yukari looked overly smug as she spread the fan over her face, was… was she being serious…? Hana couldn’t tell so she simply gave a vague agreement, “T-that’s right Yukari-san… I learned some good for sure…!”

Well, at the very least her eyes were bright as she closed her fan, the compliment clearly accepted. Yukari turned away from her as a gap opened up, “That’s it for now, don’t’ be a stranger now Hana-chan~”

W-what? Was that it? Hana shouted out her name as she scrambled to her feat despite the protests from her sleeping leg. Yukari stopped in her tracks as she gave Hana a glance over her shoulder, her eyebrow was cocked slightly with the levity in her eyes only a trace of what it once was.

It scared Hana, after all she knew well what she was capable of… But if she was going to help Yukari as a daughter and dispel the illusions that everyone had of her… Hana continued despite the trembling in her body not being caused by the chill in the air, “I-I want to know if you want to have lunch! I haven’t eaten yet… but I packed a bento and…”

The gap didn’t close nor did Yukari move at all aside from her arm extending out the fan and bringing it to her face, “I am a busy women Hana dear; I must decline.”

Yukari took a step into that gap but Hana lunged forward, covering the few feet between them and grabbed the hem of her sleeve with another shout. She didn’t know why she was going to such lengths, maybe… maybe she thought she looked lonely…? Either way, the squint in Yukari’s eye did little to dispel Hana’s fear; It was exactly like… Hana didn’t dwell on the dark memories in her mind that Yukari’s joyless eyes conjured up.

Before Yukari could respond Hana shouted, letting her voice carry above the wind, “P-please, I want you to taste my cooking and us to s-spend time together! P-please Yu- Mama?”

Those eyes, as deep and purple as the sky when the sun was just about to set, closed for a second. With a sigh she reopened them and closed the fan in her hands, “There is just no helping such a cute daughter who admires her mother so, is there?”

Her eyes softened and Hana couldn’t help but see the small smile crest the edge of her lips as Yukari wrapped an arm around Hana by the waist, pulling her into her warmth as she pulled them both into the gap.