/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Chapter 7 : The little ones


Another box. This one has a handle, and bars so you can yee outside. You're taking it really easy, knowing that your days of boredom are finally over. You're gonna be a mwommy !
You were bought by Mister, a small, balding man with an easy smile and a soft voice. Mister takes the box and leaves while Mister Salesman bows respectfully, happy to have finally sold such a promising yukkuri.
As Mister takes you home, you catch a glimpse of the city. You know this place : it's where you were born. In the streets, as a stray yukkuri. You only spent a few days here after being born, because your parents decided to try to reach the Easy Forest. Minutes pass, and Mister finally stops in front of a door, opens it with his keys, and says :
"I'm home !"
The interior is very clean, and comfy, although a tad cramped for a human. For a yukkuri, it looks simply huge. Mister takes off his shoes and takes your box further in, until you catch a glimpse of a large transparent box, thrice the size of your box at the pet shop. High-pitched voices are immediatly heard.
"Yu !"
"Yu !"
"It'sh Dwaddy !"
"Dwaddy ij back eajy !"
"Doing woll-woll for Dwaddy ~"
Mister's smile brightens.
"Good afternoon, little ones. Are you taking it easy ?"
"Eajy !"
"Eajy !"
"Chake ich eajy !"
"Well, well... I have a surprise for you."
"Ij it shweet-shweetsh ?"
"A mishter tweajure ?"
Mister puts the box on the table, next to the yukkurium. You can now clearly see the insides of the box, just as clear as the little ones can now see you.
"I brought you a new Mommy."
There are four little yukkuris in the box, all of them little Reimus. From behind the bars, you welcome them.
"Take it easy !"
They do not respond. Instead, they quickly run to hide behind a pink, comfy pillow : a mister bed you could only have dreamt of in the wild. Two of them look scared and don't dare to look at you. The two other puff threateningly. One of them especially barely hides, and looks at you directly, with mean eyes. You immediatly guess this one is the bwig shish.
"Forgive them, they're still young." Mister says. He opens the door to your box, and softly takes you between his hands. He raises you above the yukkurium, and while you feel like you're flying in the sky, you're too concerned with the little ones' behaviour to say anything. The box has a door, which is closed, but no ceiling. You're put on the yukkurium floor, and Mister lets go of you.
"Daddy has work to do... try to get along in my absence !"
You turn around, to see him exit the room. You're now alone with the four little ones.
The yukkurium is not only large, it's also well-furnished. You recognize a square, sanded mister toilet. There's a faint smell in the air, that makes you feel slightly nauseous. You look at the floor and realize countless little mounds of mister poo-poo are littered on the floor, less than half of them were laid on the designated space.

There's one mister bed, the one behind which the little ones are hiding. There's also a pair of small balls, and a bowl filled with processed yukkuri food.

You get closer to the little ones. Despite them being perfectly identical, your instinct instantly manage to differentiate between them, to create a nuance bewteen each idea of "Reimu". To you, they're as different as, to a human, are One, Two, Three and Four.
One, the elder, is the first to speak.
"Don't cwome near Weimyu and her cyude liddle shwish !"
"Shtay away eajy !" adds Three, a scaredy one suddenly enboldened by her bwig shish's presence.
"Fwake Mwommy !"
"Fwake Mwommy should gwo away eajy !"
Two puffs, while Four pisses itself.

You don't know how to react to such display of hostility and uneasiness. But you're hungry. You decide to ignore the four little one behind the bed, and to go visit mister bowl. While on your way, trying to avoid the small blots of mister poo-poo, you feel the eyes on your surrogate daughters focused on you. Your reach the bowl, and grab a bit of food. You munch on it, and swallow it : you're a bit disappointed. It's not exactly bad, but the food at the pet shop tasted sweeter.
Suddenly, you feel a shock on your back.
"Ugwy Monshders should dwop dwead eajy !"
It's Three, who bumped into your back with all of her body weight, intending to harm you. It didn't really understood the implications of it being five times smaller than you are. It's now staring at you with blank eyes, not understanding why you didn't die on the spot.
"Cwome bwack liddle shish ! It'sh dangewous !" One yells.
"Don't eat ouw mishter fwood !" Two threatens.
"Yu !" adds Four, still pissing itself.

You understand that you have to make a choice...


A. Punish them by hitting one of them.

B. Punish them by killing one of them.

C. Punish them by taking away one's accesory.

D. Don't punish them, instead, tell them stories about the Easy Forest.