/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>44899119
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Passing through those doors was a wave of nostalgia. It reminded her much of how the Border of Life and Death used to be, in fact the barrier here still works and doesn't have a gaping Yuyuko shaped hole in it. If Yukari used it as a reference before, then could it have the same weakness? Oh well, she already got told off once, so much for stress testing.

The mock shrine stood dressed in autumn as seen by many before her. An immaculate copy and simulation built to drill a certain mindset into its prisoner: complete and total subservience to the being her White-Red outfit represent. Just one flaw with this plan: he wasn't completely isolated. So long as there was a rope to grab—a glimmer of hope—the soul still held on. Even so, the pieces won't ever go back together right. Yuyuko sighed, "She really doesn't have a clue how people work."

It was a subtle change, but the edge was starting to come off the air. Now all that was left was to enjoy herself. A long tablecloth and equally long table was already set up outside, bringing her thoughts back to the void in her stomach. Let us sample the quality of this little caged bird~

A soft and diligent voice graced Yuyuko, "Welcome home Dears. I'll be with you in a moment, dinner will be served soon." It brought a tingling to her skin. She couldn't help it, not after being smoked. It's been a while, hasn't it… Hnn, but food comes first. Yuyuko sat at the head of the table and waited patiently. Those dozen manju buns were all a distant memory, any longer and she may start eating herself.

At last her reprieve from her suffering came through the door, expertly carrying a platter of dishes in each hand. His face marred in puzzlement, "Where is… I'm sorry Dear I was expecting a large party."

"Go ahead; I am the large party," Yuyuko drooled. Without a moment of hesitation the gluttonous ghost cleaned off her plate of inarizushi. Then a bowl kistune udon. Then several more. Before Anon could get a word in edgewise or finish his own single serving of udon, his 'dear wife' had spirited away half the table fit for twelve. Their meals ended at the same time. "Please, keep it coming. I can see why so many have fallen."

"Then may we continue into the Kitchen? We can chat over tea if you'd like?"

"Yes, talking is important too." She had almost forgotten to get a full impression of the man. That said his spirit is well, and he appears physically sound. Something must be giving him hope, and often. Perhaps… While there was nothing wrong with the food, it fits a particular palette, one he must be subconsciously catering to. Ara~ does he know?

Into the kitchen, she passed the wall designed to be overlooked. Traces lingered, but she smiled bitterly with the done deed. Oh if only a hug could've solved this. A dejected sigh brought her back to attention, "I'm sorry Dear, there's nothing left, but the tea is done!"

Yuyuko sipped her tea and watched Anon before speaking, "I don't believe we've properly met, but you've met my Youmu yes?"

"Yes! She hasn't co—. What is she up to?"

"She's been well, but just yesterday she popped in to see what this place was about. She told me all about it right when she got home. It was… an enlightening talk."

They continued to catch up for what felt like hours until their talk paused with dimming light. A dinner, a bath, then… Maybe a little indulgence. Anon took the ghost's hand and wordlessly led her to the bedroom. His smile bottling it all in. She took in the mood of the room in totality; the windows to nowhere, drawers of toys, and all shades of emotion that dyed the walls, and above all the sudden faltering in his poise. This room was both his hiding place and his torture chamber, and she was meant to be his next antagonist.

Yet as he was preparing to strip Yuyuko laid a delicate hand on his. "My apologies for leading you on, but you're just a touch too young. Worry not, your skills shant go to waste tonight." Yuyuko shed the loose fitting garments and laid face down, face nestled in her arms. "Please, if you may."

Wide and slippery hands took hold of the her shoulders, eliciting a lush coo. Just what she needed. Every crack and every pop voided her mind of ills and her body of ails, ridding her of aches that plagued her for years. "Not even Youki could get rid of that one…"

When returned from rapture, Yuyuko was dressed and ready to go, "With luck you'll have an easier time with those troubling you, and don't blame them too much. Ah, and a word of advice for the path you're on: The fires burns hottest in winter, be prepared." With those parting words Anon was left to clean up and parse their meaning. Despite not achieving real Nirvana, Yuyuko left the 'Experience' rapt with bliss. A concerned fox raised an eyebrow in her passing.

"Worry not, I had no intention of stealing him from you." Without turning back, Yuyuko left satisfied and looked forward to her next visit, hopefully under more favorable conditions.

>>40537289
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