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>>46134682
(Part 13)
There was much to explore about modern Japanese school culture. After gapping various magazines and literature into her hands, one day Yukari found out about the most powerful technology used by students. With this technology, even the most disgusting, lazy, worthless man could convince anyone to love him unconditionally. All it did was unearth the intrinsic desires of its victims and enforce it.

This technology went by many names. To her, the most elegant was the most simple: Hypnosis App.

Yukari stood before the classroom of wretched women attempting in vain to recapture their youth (and Yuyuko) with her soul mate obediently standing beside her. Eirin had her nose in a book, trying to hide her jealousy. Okina sat with a smug look on her face, desperate to maintain her facade of sapphic indifference to Yukari’s happiness. But, Yuugi, Kasen and Byakuren were honest. Their shock and awe was a sweet succor to Yukari’s great triumph! And poor Kanako and Yuuka, trying so desperately to find love that they latched onto the closest man with a pulse! Too bad he was already taken! But most important of all was the camera displaying a live feed of Class H to every room in the school! Seethe in anger at the young debutante that is Yukari Yakumo!

“I’m sure all of you are well aware by now that there is nothing you can do to stop me! As the Hypnosis App can only awaken the dormant desires already buried in it’s target, it means Anon can no longer deny his feelings for me! What’s more, his acceptance of my confession is by his will, no matter how weak it may be!” Their anger was exhilarating! Such impotent rage, straining against their tight shirts~

Finally, Yukari turned to Anon, staring straight into his vacant eyes. “Anon. You’ll hold my hand, won’t you?”

A flat, emotionless voice responded. “Of course, my love.” Anon took hold of Yukari’s left hand, squeezing it to convey every pulse of his devotion. She nearly fainted on the spot at the brazen display of affection, but she wasn’t done yet!

“Anon, you’ll accept my chocolate of love, won’t you?” With her free hand, Yukari pulled a small box from her skirt. Inside was an artisanal white chocolate heart made by the finest chocolatier in Spain. Placing it on her thin index finger, she pushed the tiny treat towards Anon’s lips as he licked it clean.

His voice was deeper. Full of need. “It’s delicious, my love. But it pales in comparison to your skin.”

“My my, how salacious! Not here, Anon!” Unfortunately, he stopped at her word.

“Are you gonna kiss him yet or keep beating around the bush? We have badminton practice after school!” Okina’s jeers didn’t matter to her. This wasn’t Okina’s moment or Yuuka’s moment or even Anon’s moment. This privilege, this RIGHT belonged to her and her alone!

“Anon, would you like a kiss from me?”

“Yes. I’d do anything for a kiss from you! Please, darling, what do you require of me?” The process was taking root. It was nearly complete. Just one last push.

“Tell me I’m the only woman you love.”

“You are the only woman I could ever love. Nobody could hold a candle to you, Honey.” Yukari felt goosebumps as her man confessed.

“Prove it. Tell me how much all those other women disgust you! Tell me, in front of every woman who yearns for you!

“Of course, my darling. There is one old, disgusting, vile woman whom makes my skin crawl just thinking about her. Every facet of her being is pure evil.” There was no forgiveness in his voice: Just revulsion.

“Go on. Tell me more about her.” This was golden. By time she was done, every woman in Gensokyo would know how much Anon truly hated them!

Anon took a deep breathe. “She is vain, finding no fault in herself. It’s borne of willful ignorance. She refuses every part of reality that does not conform to her narrow view of the world. She grasps at youth despite being well past her prime. She presents herself as a beacon of truth and goodness, but she’s nothing but a lying, jealous, thieving, desperate attention-seeker!” He stood and addressed not just Yukari, but his shocked audience and the camera. He was truly getting into it! “To call her an attention-whore would imply she has any sexual worth, but her loneliness is enough evidence that nobody has or ever will ever seek her company! She lacks in bed, home and motherliness! To call her a woman is an insult to women as a whole!”

“Now, tell me the name of this old, undesirable waste of space!” The anticipation was killing her. Could it be Marisa? Maybe Kanako, the permavirgin goddess! Ooh, who’s heart was Anon breaking today?!”

“Her name is Yakumo Yukari, the gap hag of Gensokyo!” Silence filled the room. The dull sound of distant laughter reverberated through the floor. Okina nearly fell out of her seat.

“A-Anon?”

“Yes, my lovely Merry?”

>>39746241
Young indeed