/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Miss Yuuka seemed sure that it would be, so I saw no reason not to trust her about it. She definitely knew a lot about flowers, at least. "Well, Alright. I'd like to see it, but I'll go and do that myself." Tenshi nodded. "And you can trust that Yuuka's not going to...I don't know, attack anyone?" She hadn't exactly promised that she wouldn't, but she'd been clear that she considered her reputation important, and I didn't think she'd do anything to jeopardize it. Plus, she seemed to like us, so I hoped that would count for something.

Either way, we'd already told other people, so we were more or less locked in at this point. "Well - Alright. I'll trust that you two know what you're doing." She seemed very suspicious about the whole thing. "What do you expect? I don't want it to go wrong. I'm..." She trailed off for a moment, then continued quietly. "I'm a bit protective of you, so..." I just about managed to restrain myself from wrapping my arms around her and instead quietly returned the words with some of my own. I wasn't exactly protective of her in that way, because she could beat me into a fine mist, but I did...Think of her as family, in a way. "...Thanks." She whispered, smiling at me. "Not like my actual family was doing a particularly good job lately, anyway." After a companionable silence, I finally lost patience and tried to ask about her and Marisa.

"So - So, April fourth, right? Garden of the Sun?" Marisa interrupted from where she'd apparently been writing down an ingredients list and a recipe for the food she'd been making. I nodded. "Obviously I'm coming, and somehow, I doubt that Tenshi's planning not to."

"Not a chance." Tenshi replied, smiling wider. "I'll even make sure Marisa wears something presentable. For once." That wasn't the most platonic thing she could have said, but at least it wasn't- "Even if I have to dress her myself."

Ah, there it was. It had to be on purpose. It just had to be. Even Reimu looked like she was struggling here. "Yeah, good luck." Marisa replied, smirking. "If you tried to dress me, we'd be there for hours because your perfect, aristocrat hands can't handle the surface world." Somehow, I already knew what the next line would be.

"I've yet to hear a complaint about the way they handle you." Tenshi's voice carried the sound of smug superiority so well that I didn't hear Marisa's spluttered response. In my head, I was screaming for them to just come out and say it straight. Were they together or not!?

"Ugh, we'll be hearing about your wedding before long..." I heard Reimu mutter under her breath.

"What wedding?" Tenshi and Marisa both replied at the same time. It was actually a little bit creepy, and I found myself edging back over to Reimu as both the ex-celestial and the witch blinked and tilted their heads in opposite directions at the same moment.

"Why would we be getting married?" Marisa asked with a frown. "I wouldn't want to steal your brother's thunder, Reimu."

"Yes, I think that's a little bit cruel. Why would you suggest such a thing?" Tenshi added, placing her hands on her hips. "In fact, it's a little hurtful." Alright, now I thought they were laying it on a bit thick, so I shot Tenshi a look, and she relaxed a moment later. "Anyway, we'll both be at the wedding. In fact, we'll both be at the Shrine before the wedding so that we can help with setting things up. " The usage of 'we' was a little telling in my opinion. Yamame and I did that a lot more now that we were together. "Although I'll definitely go and see this peach tree for myself." Tenshi continued, shattering my hypothesis to pieces. "Should be fun!" She smiled.

"So, where is Yamame, anyway?" Marisa asked me, frowning as she turned from Reimu to look at me. "I would have thought that she would be here for this." She was supposed to be, I replied. By that, I meant that she was supposed to have come to the Shrine with me to meet Shameimaru, and then would have ended up coming with Reimu and I to see Marisa and Tenshi, but things hadn't gone according to plan. Right before I had left, Kisami had suddenly burst through the door. She'd tracked Yamame down - Which hadn't been all that hard, considering that her house wasn't massive - and promptly kidnapped her, shouting that it was for 'ultra secret wedding stuff' and thus, I absolutely couldn't know what it was for. As a result, I'd come alone. I didn't even know exactly what they had gone to do. I'd wondered if it was the rings, but I didn't think it was, because surely O would have needed to go with them if it was about that?

I heard Reimu clear her throat, and I looked up to see that all three of the girls in the house were staring at me. A moment after that, I belatedly realised that I hadn't said a word of that out loud. Ducking my head and mumbling an apology, I tried again, this time out loud.
For a moment after I'd finished, Marisa thought. "I get it." She announced, looking over at Reimu. "You get it, right? Tell me you do."