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I’ve decided not to take chances, and have put all the yukkuri into cold hibernation. The original Reimu is slowly healing as the bean-paste core of its sisters is reintergrated into it. Some of the parts have arrived, too - the mould being the largest.

I take out the Remirya’s body – and notice a change already. Somehow, the clothes have changed into a shrine maiden’s outfit. I gash the bottom of my Reimu, where its “foot” would be, and place it on the body. The wound heals up with a bit of bean paste. Would it take?

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It lives! I feel like Dr Frankenstein, madly laughing as his creation takes its first faltering movements.
“Yu..?” The Reimu moves its arm to rub its face as it wakes up. Then it sees the arm and starts gesticulating wildly. “Yu-! What’s this? Reimu feels weird!”

I hold up a mirror to it, so it can see itself.
“Yu..! What’s that? That Reimu looks silly!” Damn. No sense of self.
”It’s you, Reimu! It’s your reflection!”
”Yu? What’s ‘reflecton’?” Aargh! Holding its pudgy hand, I wave its arm up and down in front of it. It seems to catch on, lifting its other arm up and down, learning slowly how to move. I help it sit up slowly, gently pulling it forwards. “Yu! Reimu has a body!”
”That’s right!” This wasn’t exactly a new procedure – other yukkuri had been given bodies beforehand. But it was a very important step.

Reimu got to its feet and managed a step before falling over. “-Uu!” Uh oh.
“Hey, Reimu, are you ok? Take it easy!”
”Take it easy!”

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I feed the Remilia a couple more livestock yukkuri as silent thanks. It still looks cheerfully at me, so no harm done. You can rely on them to be predictable, if nothing else.

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I’ve decided not to take chances, and have put all the yukkuri into cold hibernation. The original Reimu is slowly healing as the bean-paste core of its sisters is reintergrated into it. Some of the parts have arrived, too - the mould being the largest.

I take out the Remirya’s body – and notice a change already. Somehow, the clothes have changed into a shrine maiden’s outfit. I gash the bottom of my Reimu, where its “foot” would be, and place it on the body. The wound heals up with a bit of bean paste. Would it take?

It lives! I feel like Dr Frankenstein, madly laughing as his creation takes its first faltering movements.
“Yu..?” The Reimu moves its arm to rub its face as it wakes up. Then it sees the arm and starts gesticulating wildly. “Yu-! What’s this? Reimu feels weird!”

I hold up a mirror to it, so it can see itself.
“Yu..! What’s that? That Reimu looks silly!” Damn. No sense of self.
”It’s you, Reimu! It’s your reflection!”
”Yu? What’s ‘reflecton’?” Aargh! Holding its pudgy hand, I wave its arm up and down in front of it. It seems to catch on, lifting its other arm up and down, learning slowly how to move. I help it sit up slowly, gently pulling it forwards. “Yu! Reimu has a body!”
”That’s right!” This wasn’t exactly a new procedure – other yukkuri had been given bodies beforehand. But it was a very important step.

Reimu got to its feet and managed a step before falling over. “-Uu!” Uh oh.
“Hey, Reimu, are you ok? Take it easy!”
”Take it easy!”