/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>46569121
Ran. Just by becoming her shikigami you're magnitudes stronger than pretty much anyone who starts practicing magic on their own or under a magician. She has the most to offer out anyone and is best suited for teaching a student, given her intelligence. She's even passionate about what she knows (math mostly but magic too) so that makes her even better. She's also the easiest one to approach in my opinion. She pretty casually offered Aya to become her shikigami to see what it's like. I just need to ask her or better yet offer her some fried tofu and she'd take me in just for the novelty of it. She's also drop dead gorgeous and probably wouldn't be afraid to flaunt it as she teaches me.

>>46106800
(Part 3)
“Hold on a second! This is way too fast! I know that you were in the hokora, but I never knew you felt this way about me! I-I mean I’m not rejecting you, but I just never expected something like this! I-I it’s just—“ Anon’s head was spinning a mile a minute while Mima simply gave him a cold stare.

“Don’t think too hard about it. Once this “act” is over, you’ll be thanking me. Just do what I say and everything will be fine, understand?” Still trying to rationalize how this turn of events came about, Anon finally noticed how many girls filled the classroom. Some were shocked that Mima was quick and straightforward. Others were laughing at her feeble attempts. Two girls were standing up with a camera… were Aya and Momiji filming this?!

“Anon Hakurei, *sigh* I love you. Now, eat. The. Chocolate.” The spirit’s words were an obvious lie. Maybe that was the scenario: She was being blackmailed by some mean girls to ask him out! Why Mima of all people, he wasn’t sure. Still, something about her cool demeanor and the way her shirt strained to contain her cleavage compelled Anon to go along with her words.

“Alright, thank you very much.” Anon chose a piece of dark chocolate. It was high-quality stuff, likely made by an artisan. As he chewed the candy, Mima’s phone beeped again. This time, Anon heard it play at least 30 more times. Every single girl in the classroom got the same text at the same time. Unique to Mima, however, was the anger in his face.

“You have to be kidding me! Screw this, If Marisa wants this, she can do it herself!” The vengeful spirit took the box from Anon and headed straight for the door.

“Wait, what happened to Marisa? Was she supposed to be in class today?”

“Didn’t you see the sign? Faculty won’t let her in because of her height… Looks like I have to set her free.” With her mission stated, Mima phased through the wall, mumbling to herself. Anon caught a little snippet: “Feh, he doesn’t even have a castle to his name. Who would court a landless man?…”
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Aya, Momiji and Hatate had everything figured out. While Hatate assessed and scouted out their rivals (in person, meaning she had to get off her lazy butt for once), Momiji and Aya would go in for kill: Aya had already confessed and cooked for Anon, this was a cinch for her! Should anything get in her way, Momiji skill with martial arts and her own fondness for Anon made her the perfect wingwoman and backup. One way or another, Anon was coming back to the mountain.

Another update to the rules came in while Mima was floundering with her pitiful giri. Momiji and Aya brought their own homemade honmei, and Yukari’s latest addendum only validated their decision:

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1. Confess your love and chocolate to Anon
1(a). Your confession must be genuine
2. Anon eats your chocolate
2(a). Anon must eat your chocolate himself
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Of course an old-fashioned hag like Mima could never understand the honest, pure, natural appeal Anon had! Aya sat back in her chair, legs resting over the top of her desk. “So, how does the battlefield look?”

Momiji couldn’t sense people 40 ri away anymore, but she still had her heightened senses and Hatate’s reports. “With Mima gone, we’re the only players in class B. Everyone else is just here to enjoy themselves.” It was a luck break; It was fate! “We better act fast, though: Anon’s next periods put him in Class C with Tewi, Gym with Alice, the lunch free-for-all, then Class H.”

“Hana and Aunn should be in Gym, so they’ll protect Anon until lunch. Or, we could snag him now!” Aya climbed on top of her desk and bounded over to Anon, using her agility to mask her fear. Tewi was a trickster, but could be fended off. Alice was a non-issue. But Class H? The desperate Kanako and the raging Yuuka were bad enough; Yukari herself resided there. She would use every underhanded tactic she had to win the right to Anon forever. She couldn’t negate any new rules she made, but she would definitely make up something like “Only Yukari can verbally confess” or “Only blonde girls with white chocolate from Spain are eligible” on the spot!
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“Aya! Nice to see you!” Anon looked down as he greeted the tengu. She may not have noticed, but her choice of travel left her skirt flapping dangerously high. Already a bit jumpy from his encounter with Mima, Anon didn’t want to risk offending Aya. Momiji made her way over in a more dignified manner, flanking Anon together. Just as the two tengu began to gossip, a textbook slammed against the lectern.

Smartly dressed, Ran took command of the classroom. “Today, we’ll be review integration for the area between curves before practicing with 3D objects.”

Aya tried whispering to Anon, but was soundly cut off by another loud slam. “Talking in class will NOT be tolerated, Miss Shameimaru.”

>>24008030
No but seriously though

>>21453956
>YSM
Ah yes, YS, some say YSM.

>"fox", Anon.
>Our English designation, in turn sourced from the German one "fuchs"
>Hop back a step and it comes from "fuhsaz", where I would personally be a "fuhsinjō", or "female tailed one"
>And if you plunge into time like an eager hunter into a snowbank, you sink tooth on "puḱ-", a word denoting thick hair or a tail.
>So you see, for all your known history, fluffy tails have been part of us.
>As you will soon be, Anon.