/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Slowly, I asked her if I was in the Dream World. "Dream World? My, no. That wouldn't be fun at all." She interlocked her fingers and rested her chin on them. "No, you oh-so-interesting human. You are wide awake, and you're somewhere that you may never be again." I clenched down on the chair I was sitting in and asked where I was. The woman opened her mouth, but was interrupted by a man in a darker version of her outfit, who silently placed two glasses on the table and disappeared into the background. One looked like sake, while the other was a glass with a strange, golden liquid inside. "Ah. I took the liberty of placing your order for you. It isn't the kind of drink you'd find easily in Gensokyo, after all." She pushed the glass across the table toward me, though I made no move to take it. "Do try it. It's unlikely that you'll be able to find whiskey of this quality ever again." The woman took a sip of her own drink, and I slowly reached out to take the glass despite my mistrust. I didn't take my eyes off her, but as I raised the glass to my lips, I could smell the alcohol inside. I took a sip, then nearly found myself coughing as the strong taste burned down my throat and warmed my chest. I'd never tasted alcohol this strong before, but despite it, there was a certain taste that I found myself rather liking. "Good? Good." The woman nodded and placed her glass down. "Where was I? Oh, yes. You are in a restaurant which is situated in a skyscraper that sits in the centre of Tokyo." I stared at her blankly, because I'd understood very few of the words in that sentence, and the ones I had understood felt like luck more than anything else. "Don't worry yourself trying to understand. You won't, and it'll just leave you with a sore head." She tilted her head down slightly and looked at me intently. "And I suspect you've had enough of those, haven't you?" I was beginning to feel like this woman knew more than she should, so I cautiously asked her for her name.

She smiled, thought it didn't make me feel any relief. Instead, I felt slightly more unsettled than I already was. "You may call me Hearn." Just from the way she said it, I suspected that what I had just been told was not her true name. Somewhat dreading the answer, I asked her what she wanted from me. "A simple conversation, that's all. A dinner partner, though I should warn you that when you're finished, you might struggle to go back to your usual cuisine. But, if you'd rather turn tail and run, I can inform you that this building is already beyond your comprehension, and the streets below doubly so. Not that you could escape from me, but it's best to take reasonable precautions." she closed her eyes with another smile. "Don't you think?" I felt like it would be best if I was as far away from this woman as possible, but it was clear that I was dancing to her tune at this moment. I took another sip of my drink, and this time I managed to keep myself from coughing. Slowly, I asked her what she wanted to talk about. "There's a great many things that I could talk to you about. Your troubles with that alien Doctor. The injuries you've managed to inflict upon yourself. The injuries that others have inflicted upon you..." She trailed off, though I could tell that if she wanted, she could have kept going. "Well, let's start with something simple." I found myself shifting back just slightly in my chair as she leaned forward. "Just what have you been doing with my dear Shrine Maiden of Paradise?" I swallowed nervously, and took another, deeper sip of my drink. I may not have actually done anything...too untoward with Reimu, but I couldn't imagine it would look good to someone else. Still, since I was trapped here, I decided that I would have to take the only agency I could, so I crossed my leg, leaned back in my chair, and asked her what she meant.

Hearn may not have expected my response or my body language, but she seemed somewhat delighted by it. "Oh, nothing much. I was simply informed by a shikigami of mine that my Shrine Maiden was hurt, and whatever do I find when I investigate? A strange, shirtless and scarred man, carry her in his arms from the caves that lead to the underground." She gained a devilish smile. "Can you imagine my panic? Why, what if I'd thought that you were the culprit? Anything could have happened!" There was a threat in that sentence. I could feel it. Just who was I sat across from? "So, tell me. Just what caused her to be in such a state?"

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Why is there no Yukari size content? She's actually perfect for it