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The crimson worrywart sighed out a cloud of thin vapor, much to Hana’s chagrin. It was about lunch time and the sun hung high in the bright sky, it bounced off of the previous nights’ snowfall and eliminated the gloom of the season from memory. The glare also irritated her eyes, making the snow-capped grounds of the shrine an eyesore.

Ever since breakfast, her mother had been poking her and prodding with inane nonsense like, ‘Do you want a snack? Did you pack everything? You know that you can come back anytime, right?’ and blah, blah, blah… Was it the mama thing coming back to bite her? Or maybe mother was just jealous that she’d be spending time with aunt Sanae? Yeah, totally that! No way this wino would fuss over her like a mother hen, nope not Reimu…

That was why it was entirely justified that Hana do all but give her the stink eye, why she could answer her strict mother with curt and to the point answers like: ‘No, thank you, Yes, I got everything, n-no, I don’t want a lap-pillow till Sanae-san gets here! It’s not that I’m embarrassed either, I’m just not tired! Yes, I know I have bags under my eyes!’

Honestly, it was so tiresome… She wanted to go home already, she wanted to play with Aunn and walk around the market, not fight off her overly affectionate mother! It was all the weary miko could do to avoid her attentions by diving into a chore, which was why she found herself with a snow shovel in hand.

With a satisfying crunch she grabbed the ankle-deep snow using the wide and flat blade of the wooden snow shovel. She hefted the weight of the snow before throwing it off to the ‘front’ of her, using minimal effort to mostly let it slide off. With the world lines constraining she let it fall into a pile at the edge of the yard, a rather large pile. A pile that, if she wasn’t such a mature woman already, she’d consider diving into with all the gusto of a fox hunting a hidden mouse.

Fortunately, Hana was not a child anymore. So, when her chore was over with, and the pile reached about her full height, she was not at all tempted to dive straight into the loose, clean snow. That was why, now that the shovel had been put away and her mother was preoccupied, she found herself staring at that earth-bound cloud like it was a cake with her name on it.

The plan was simple, there was no line of sight from this edge of the yard and the shrine itself; blocked as they were by the storage shed. Her mother would be distracted for another twenty or so minutes at least, that leaves her around ten to fifteen to play, a couple to dust off and fix her hair, and a few more to compose herself. It was the perfect crime, and if she pulled it off right no one would be any the wiser…

No one that was, except the last person she wanted to see right now!

Right as she was ready to dive in, her legs bent as if to pounce, her arms over her head like she was to dive into a river, and a wide grin on her face like when Keine would hang her drawings on the classroom wall; did she hear a snicker from behind!

Body frozen and head moving like it was on a rusty hinge she turned her head to look over her shoulder, there stood her mother... and aunt Sanae…

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… anon, there are 560 chapters before this thread
but try anyway, the first chapter is a meme entry, so there's at least that.