/jp/ - Otaku Culture

She put her other hand inside the mother’s chest and pulled it in two. Sakuya would have to clean the floor again, she reminded herself. The ‘father’ jerked again, weeping. You could almost have seen words in his eyes. We didn’t know, forgive us.
“Forgive you? I think not.” She pushed her fingers into its eyes and they caved in like soft fruit. Pushed in deeper. Deeper, until her fingers were drenched in the thing’s blood.

“Ara ara, what’s going on here? I though I only asked you to have a talk with them, Remilia?” She turned to the door, her hand still impaling the human’s brain.

“Oh, Yuyuko. I found the humans who stole your yukkuris.” Remilia gave a quick turn of her hand, then pulled out a large chunk of cerebral matter.

“I’ve got more I could have shared with you, you know. It’s not like yukkuris are uncommon… You don’t even eat them, do you? And what would Reimu say if she found out?”

Remilia shrugged.
“It’s the principle of the thing,” she said loftily, “the fact that they stole what was going to be mine made them targets for execution. The shrine maiden won’t find out, this bunch of fools was living alone in the woods – only idiots and people ASKING to die would do that. Anyway, I’m done here. I heard Yomu was making some nice preparations for the party… Sakuya, there’s some cleaning to be done!”

The two youkai left the bodies hanging there.