/jp/ - Otaku Culture

"Well, back to Eientei. You can either tell me, or you can tell Reimu. Or, you can explain this to your boss." Marisa rummaged around in her pockets, before remembering what she had done with her bargaining chip, so she took off her hat and pulled a piece of paper out. It had a note scrawled on it in legible, if messy, characters, as if the writer wasn't quite experienced with writing in a human language. This was the note that had been slipped through the sliding door of the Shrine in the middle of the night. Reimu had rushed out, but hadn't found a culprit, and had confided to Marisa that she couldn't remember much of what had happened the next day.

Reisen paled slightly at the sight of the letter, and Marisa already knew that she had found her mark. It had been something of a calculated gamble, but there were only so many choices when it came to who could have written the mysterious note, and Reisen matched all of the characteristics. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Aw, c'mon, you youkai bunny, be neighbourly." Marisa pressed her advantage, stepping forward and throwing an arm over the moon rabbit's shoulder. She reacted just the way Marisa had expected, by violently throwing her arm away and assuming a pose that she could only assume was some sort of Lunarian martial art. "Wow, touchy - or not so touchy, I guess. Okay, sure. Look, you clearly wanted us to investigate. We know it was you who sent the letter. Why are you getting all cagey?"

Reisen didn't look away or do anything overtly obvious, but there was just barely something about the way she shifted her weight slightly to her back foot that made Marisa all but certain that there was some sort of reason for the way she was acting. "I'm...not going to speak to you about this. As I already said, I'll speak to the patient directly." Marisa wondered if that was Reisen's way of mentally separating herself from everything. Despite her different morals and Lunarian upbringing, even she couldn't have simply turned a blind eye to what was happening at Eientei.

"Well, you've got a choice, then. Next chance you get, come to the Shrine. Whatever excuse you have to make. If you keep dodging me, my fingers might get a little slippery and I just might drop this here note while I'm over the Bamboo Forest." Marisa felt a little mean, but considering what Eientei had been doing to her client, she also felt fairly justified.

Reisen almost growled, which wasn't a noise Marisa could really imagine coming from a rabbit. "Fine," She said, her voice losing that air of disinterest that was nearly always present. "I'll come to the Shrine as soon as I can." Knowing Reisen, that would probably mean at least a day or two, after she'd had enough time to psyche herself up to interact with humans without letting looks of disgust cross her face. It was clear that she had been the one to wipe the memories of the experiments conducted at Eientei, and the fact that she had wrote the letter at all meant that she wasn't quite on board with it, so Marisa hoped that she would be willing to talk before long. "Am I free to go now, Kirisame?"

Reisen only used last names when she was upset. It was a habit that she seemed to have picked up at some point relatively recently in her time on Earth, because Marisa couldn't remember her doing it when they had first met during the Eternal Night Incident. "For now? Yeah, I guess. I'll come and pull those ears off if you don't show up, though." She eyes Reisen's rabbit ears, which were haphazardly sticking out from underneath her hat. "You'd better not forget. Your dear Master's been experimenting on human villagers, and that sort of shit doesn't fly around here." Marisa found her voice dropping slightly, and realised that there was some anger deep inside her that hadn't abated.

"I promise that I will not forget." Reisen told her in a tone that just had Marisa dying to punch the rabbit in the face. The moon rabbit hefted her backpack back up onto her shoulders and readjusted her hat on her head, concealing the ears from view. "Again, am I free to go?"

The disguise was good, Marisa had to admit. She doubted she would have been able to tell if it was a man or a woman under all the clothing, and she knew that Reisen's powers over wavelengths could probably accomplish something with her voice. But that just meant that Marisa would have to try even harder to always call her a youkai rabbit as loudly as she possibly could. "Yes, get going. Go help your Master chop up some human brains or something."

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Humans but especially Marisa