/jp/ - Otaku Culture

So many pregnant Youkai. Children in eggs, children in pouches, children who're born in parts, children who develop like larvae, fetuses that develop in hair, and a different medical regiment for EACH of them.

At the very least I was going to get this, my single, solitary break of the day.

"Hello Kiene-sensei." Goro, who was sitting in my other chair, greeted. Seija was sitting on the windowsill behind him.

"I'm busy Yukari, if Anon needs medical attention go grab Reisen, actually, grab one of the other nurses, Risen's bringing my tea." I say, taking my seat and crossing my legs.

"Yes Eirin, it is I, Yukari Yakumo and I'm here to bestow upon you wisdom." Goro joked, waving his hand in the air like a fan. "Why don't you invent a pill to solve your weariness?"

Erghh, I saw their outfits, Goro's blonde hair, and a few errant neurons fired.

"I tried that already. Trials were promising, but Risen kept complaining about 'shadow people running off with her taste buds'. Anyway, to what do I owe the displeasure?"

"Not glad to see two lab rats come back around Miss Doctor?" Seija said aloud.

"I'm at capacity. If Yukari has business then spit it out, otherwise go play somewhere else." I say, as Risen walks in with a disturbing lack of tea and a stack of papers.

"Apologizes master, the Inaba got into your preferred blend, would you like me to get another pouch from the storage shed? Also I have these documents from- oh do you have guests?" She observed.

From his robe Goro removes something and Seija snaps her fingers. In an instant, the stack of papers are in his hand and a tea tin as well as two red vials appear in Risen's, which she just barely manages to catch.

"Yukari hasn't asked me to see you, I'm here in the spirit of our old agreement. That tea is a goodwill gift from us as well as samples of our blood, I'm sure you have a use for them. Oh, do be certain not to mix the two Risen-kun! And feel free to brew a cup for yourself." He called to Risen, who, at my hand signal, left to prepare the beverages.

I stared at him with suspicion. "Did you swap the position of those two collections of objects? I thought Seija's ability was only to flip some things to their opposite state."

"Oh, here we go..." Seija complains, sighing.

"Well it's more like we swapped the distance between the objects to be negative and there's this peculiar 'buoyant' property to flipping stubborn things like 'distance' and 'wealth', as if the universe tries to right itself. We take advantage of that and consider the two collections of objects as points that average their location to determine where things will- ah, forgive me. I don't want to waste your time." He says, looking at the papers.

Damn straight I didn't want to be lectured by a 2-bit broker about simple, abstract geometric concepts and universal average correcting of fanstatic phenomena. Still, that was more then I'd seen Risen ever grok, the silly bunny, Yukari must be teaching him something.

What's more, how did they get in here without me noticing? Did Yukari send them? No, she wouldn't do such a thing if it wasn't on her time. Maybe they subverted our alert system with their ability somehow? Not possible, unless they used the loophole I added for pregnant woman.

"Congratulations, I can't wait to see a child expelled from a mouth." I said to Seija, who looked surprised.

"You dumb woman. I'm not pregnant it's-" She started, before Goro interrupted.

"Ah you got my letter!" He said, pulling out an envelope.

To my surprise, the parcel jumped from his hand unto the desk and, moving as if the two bottom corners were it's legs, waddled over to me, and jumped straight into my face. I peeled it off, at which point whatever animated it stopped.

"Cute. Perhaps you'd like to visit the doll maker in the woods instead of pestering me with such parlor tricks hmm?" I say, annoyed.

"Perhaps you should read it before you come to any conclusions." He says, proud of himself.

With a sigh and too tired to object, I peel open the letter and read it.

'Dearest Eirin, I want to thank you for your exemplary care and genius treatment. Seija and I will be coming soon with some flavorful tea as a gift for the lovely lotus of the moon.', well it's been awhile since I'd been praised for my beauty, but I don't see the point of this...

Slowly, the letters start to burn and new symbols start to appear, another message forms itself within my mind.

'There are things that are impossible to tell you now, only prepare you for the fallout of, do not read between the lines.'