/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>45273022
Oh yea? Well I'm gonna deliver on Mpreg and Anon will be one of the fathers!

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Nue hadn’t lied, a whole market had sprung up around the HSE since I last tried to ruin the place. There were all sorts of dealers selling clothing, nik-naks, food, and some tents and makeshift structures that probably concealed some more interesting black-market items. There were even a few prayer circles and doom sayers running one scam or the other calling for an end to all this madness.
Made me consider if I should really go through with this little escapade, I mean, ruining the HSE was one thing, but if this market kept spreading it could ruin the entire village.
“On your way to wreck an honest business?” Goro asked.
Ehh, who cared about the village when I could finally stick it to Grandma Gappy?
“You just sit by and watch, maybe you’ll even learn something.” I say to him, cracking my knuckles.
“Good luck, I’ll get some tea in the meantime.” He said, walking off and waving at some men on the porch of a tea house.
‘Whatever, I’d get the last laugh when I was cackling on the smoldering crater that was the HSE’ I think to myself as I cut the line and enter the building.
“Hello dear customer, how are you?” Yashimaro greeted me.
Expecting Ran to still be watching the counter I was primed to just toss my fare and be on with it, but this Yamawaro’s mannerisms were off, was she always this composed? She had etiquette sure, the kind you’d expect from a bandit, not this old lady tea waitress kind of talk. Did working at his place make her snap?
I shook it off. “Ey Takane, nice looking Miko uniform, really love the camo although it’s a little modest for this place. Hook me up with the ‘Youkai Attacks Husband While Sleeping’ course would ya?” I say, slamming some coins down in front of her.
“My apologizes Seija, you’ve been banned from the HSE, please leave.” She says, motioning to the door with the same simile that welcomed me in.
“Whatta mean you mountain kappa? Yukari isn’t discriminating here, is she? So long as nobody lays too many scratches on your prized gem it’s all allowed right? Besides, you all owe me damages for making me vomit and black out don’t cha?” I say, as obnoxiously as possible.
“That might be the case, however that assumes dear customer has paid their bill without counterfeit coins.” She answered.
Crap, so they figured it out, did they?
The problem with ‘flipping’ an item’s value is that ‘wealth’ has a property akin to Buoyancy. Sure, I could make a wooden counterfeit into the real deal until a week or so later when it goes back to being worthless wood, which by then it’s usually changed hands too many times to be my problem.
“What’s more is that you assaulted one of my subordinates and stole our property, which makes any damage claims moot.” She said, with a threatening smile that could rival Hijiri’s.
“Whatever, I gave you ‘real money’ this time so I’m going in-“ I say, trying to pass her desk only to slam my face into an unseeable wall.
Yashimaro say’s nothing in response to this blunder.