/jp/ - Otaku Culture

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While they are both super cute, they are not the same. Here are my autistic ramblings as a huge fan of both.

Kogasa is a hard working youkai that struggles with her place in the world, but optimistically keeps trying things even after she feels down in the dumps. She also has many manual labor skills and is somewhat aware as to how good she actually is when she requests that Reimu keep it a secret she fixes her weapons. And on top of that she just a happy-go-lucky girl who seemingly just likes to spend her days surprising people or hopping on tombstones.

Chimata is still kind of up in the air as to what she is, being a newhu and all. I can see that at a glance you might mistake her as the same type of girl as Kogasa. But you have to remember that most of Chimata's portrayals are flanderization. She is a god and holds much more power and ambition compared to Kogasa. What little we did get to see of her in the LE manga made her appear to be a good organizer and a shrewd business woman. Most of small Chimata and the cute and dorky portrayals come from references of her having no power before the events of th18, but she has clearly regained her power and it should be noted that to be able to make such a deal to regain her powers does count for something.
All this is not to say she can't have a soft side, but I think she is much more comparable to Kanako rather than Kogasa, in both personality and achievements.

Once we were back in the village, it was just about to hit mid-day, so we headed to the café. I was happy to see that while Yamame did get a stare or two, it didn't seem to be fearful or nervous, and instead looked...Almost like admiration, or awe. Perhaps, I thought, they were wondering how they'd never noticed someone like her in the village before, or what that idiot with the big red coat was doing next to her. I tried to play it cool but couldn't stop myself from grabbing Yamame's hand regardless.

Finally, we reached the café. "Are you coming in?" Yamame asked me. "I can do this bit just fine on my own, but if you'd like to..." I thought for a moment, then decided that actually, I'd like to wander the village for a bit. I'd been so caught up in things for all of summer that I'd barely spent any real time here. "Alright, then I'll just...Come and find you afterward, I guess." We shared a quick hug, and then Yamame stepped through the entrance of the café, leaving me alone.

So, I planned to wander. A plan which fell apart immediately when, just two buildings up from the café, sat my house. I stopped across the street from it, wrapped my coat around me, and stared at it. It was just a house. I knew that. A house that my parents had lived in with me. It hurt slightly, like the scars all the way down my right arm and up to my shoulder. I had to face it at some point. Was that youkai still living inside? I squinted at the windows, where I'd once set a tiny plant pot with the pit from the peach that Tenshi had given me. I couldn't see any movement inside, and I couldn't imagine that Chiyari Tenkajin was still living there after all this time, but she'd never indicated a desire to leave, either...

Not today, I thought, and forced myself to walk onward. Not on my own. Maybe with Reimu. She'd understand best what it meant to me, even more than Yamame would. Instead, I walked through an alley that led to the canal, lined by trees and busy, even though it was hardly warm outside. Some kids were playing, some couples were walking by and holding hands, and I forced my hands deep into the pockets of my coat and walked past, wondering whether the market was open. I wanted to try and buy Yamame some spices. It was a ways up from where my house was located, somewhat near the Myouren Temple.

And happily, it was running today. I stopped by the first stall I saw to talk to the farmer who was running it. "S'that...Women from the temple. Name's...Uh, Kumoi. Came through last week, said we should keep the market running until Winter really starts." I nodded and asked why she'd been so insistent while I perused his wares. Vegetables, mostly. We were mostly stocked on that front. "Well, that's the funny thing. Said it was for the temple. What's she mean? Fuck knows, I just sell vegetables." I snorted and thanked the man for his advice. "Yeah, yeah, whatever...You ain't buying nothing? Why'd you even come here?" I shrugged and said that I hadn't been around these parts recently. "Where you been, eh?" The farmer asked, leaning over the counter to get a better look at me. "Out there, with the Shrine Maiden? Ain't you the one that people thought were dead?" Had that really spread that far? "Nah, mate. Rumour like that? Course no one cared. Just a mysterious disappearance and a screaming girl running through the whole bloody village shouting her head off about someone dying." He didn't seem that bothered by my presence, though. "Course I'm not. What do I care if you've come back from the dead? I'm just here to sell my produce. Speaking of, are you buying or not?" I shook my head, and while it looked like the farmer was about to start hurling abuse at me for wasting his time, some other villagers came up behind me and distracted his attention, saving me.

I decided to head further down the market instead of getting yelled at, and while there were plenty of stalls still up, it was clear that the lion's share of goods had gone already, so what he had said about Kumoi from the temple was probably correct. I wondered why they'd asked for the market to run for a longer period of time, but before I could put much thought into it, I was frozen in my tracks.

At the end of the street where the market was being ran, there were only a small number of stalls. Only one of these stalls caught my interest, though. It had clearly been put together haphazardly, and there was a scribbled sign on the counter saying 'Buy These Funny T-Shirts I Stole!' and a smiling face with a funny hat drawn next to it. I stared at the two T-shirts hanging from a rod stuck awkwardly to the sides of the stall.