/jp/ - Otaku Culture

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There was a lot of work put into this gilded cage. The barrier is a masterpiece—unwavering and tight. Unlike the massive and spanning Hakurei Barrier, it's basically impossible to pass through it without my knowledge.

Of course, every barrier has its weak link, and it'd be foolish to only have the barrier as a means to keep the rehabilitation patient here—so! There's the Lunar Incense, to destroy any possible fight and to make the clientele happy. Happy people don't complain. If the barrier and the incense fail, then I have my 'kappa' switch—oh, so sweet of them to willingly abide by the lie that 'we' made it 'together'. Sure, they love to parade it as 'their' creation in their closed circles, but that's a small price to pay. The switch is mere trickery. Better: bait—if the enemy is really settled on stopping Anon's rehab, they'll need to get rid of the switch first, and if the switch goes away, I'll know the time has come: someone is striking back.

The truth of the slowed-down time—and the time-stop in case something goes wrong—resides in the barrier itself. Even if the barrier cracks, it'll work and freeze in time everything inside but me and my shikigami.

It'd take something really strong to absolutely destroy the barrier.

Ah, the wonders of a barrier not the size of the Great Barrier~

I like to reminisce about my work of art here, on the futon with warm, strong arms around me, nude and covered only by a thin blanket, my womb full—stomach too, but with Eirin's sad attempts at fertility medicine. Just the thought of the faulty pills sours my humor. She blames me and my body, yet she affirms that I'm perfectly capable of bearing children. When has she become such a lousy liar?

"Everything okay, dear?" Anon's voice brushes against my ear, and it's almost enough for me to start another round.

"Simply mulling over feminine things, dear," his hand immediately starts caressing my belly, and I release a small giggle—oh, did he think his question made me mad? I turn, our eyes meeting each other, and I place my hand on his scarred chest, his body jolting a little back, filling me with raw anger that was promptly buried. He saw it, and his hand went down—oh, there, there... "My, you're eager tonight. Has autumn affected you so greatly? In primal times, this would be the most suitable time for humans to breed, since the easier months of pregnancy would happen during winter and the babies could come in about summer, the perfect temperature and atmosphere for sweet little things to see this world for the first time."

"You know a lot..." I giggle, gasping lightly and sending my hand downwards, catching my prize. Anon shivers. "... T-this time of the year can be harsh around the shrine—how's Reimu?" He asks, nervous.

Oh? Are these the fruits of my labor? I ignore the pinch in my heart, smiling. "Worried about your abuser's well-being, dear?" He looks down, ashamed, but I bring his eyes back to mine, free hand holding his chin. "Reimu is starving—every day she eats less, and every day she's weaker and can get even less to eat. I doubt she'll survive the winter."

"No..." Anon's body shivers; his eyes widen, and I can feel his heart rushing. Although I don't see in his eyes the burning love I saw when that sweet little lie of a promise was made—the punishment is working, but not quite there yet. "You gotta help her, Yukari..."

"Oh? Do I, now? This is her punishment."

"It'll mean nothing if she starves to death! The things she has done to me and my daughter are unforgivable, yes..." in his eyes, sympathy. My, my, he sympathizes with Reimu's terrible actions? This is great~"—and I never want to see her again—but that's not just about me: she's the Hakurei Miko; she helps this land; she solves accidents; and... it all got to her. Yukari, please help her; she doesn't deserve to starve..."

I stared, shocked at first... Then, a massive grin crosses my face. "Oh, look at you, Anon, begging for your other wife's survival~" I caressed his cheek, his dick rock hard in my tight grasp. "But a man like you should know very well: nothing in this world is free."

I climb onto him—still holding his dick—and sit on his thighs, kissing his cock with my pussy, the moonlight framing us like a masterpiece.

"If you want Reimu to not die like the miserable person she is, cold and all alone, just obeying will not be enough." I bit my lip, all the rubbing warming me. "I want something, Anon..." I laid on his chest, our drooling parts grinding even more, before whispering in his ear, golden hair drowning the man: "I want to get pregnant." Slowly, I returned to my sitting position, finding delight in his wide eyes and thumping heart, hungrily raising my hips and aligning his tip with my entrance, my other hand pressing on his chest. "120 days—Reimu won't survive more than that..."

And I lowered my hips with might, consuming his cock like a hungry beast. He trembled, and I smiled.

"Before that... make me a proud mother~"