/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Splitting this one into two parts, so stay tuned. I was originally going to have a little more in this one and leave it, but it's come out that it's too long for just one and not *quite* enough for two as it is, so i'll just finish the scene in full, even if it takes two more posts.


A few hours pass, and you've not made much progress, when a knock comes from the door, before Keine and a white-haired man walk in.
The man greets you, before embarassingly having to ask Keine to translate for you as he appears to remember you cannot understand him.
"This is Mr. Rinnosuke Morichika. He is the owner of that shop you found an advertisement for, and he's looking for someone to stock the shelves and clean the shop while he's looking for more products. It's not the most exciting job in the world, but it's suitable for your background, and he's willing to take you on now so you can tell him about Outsider technology when you are able to communicate."
Rinnosuke stands there smiling, looking a little silly. He seems good natured enough, and Keine seems to approve of his line of work.
It's clear he was wanting someone who is interested in antiques, and you seem to fit the bill enough as it happens.
You thrust you hand out and introduce yourself as Anon, and the two of you awkwardly shake hands. It seems like you might get along fine here after all.
"There's a little time left in the day, so why don't you two go and buy some new clothing. It would be good to not stick out so much, Youkai have a taste for outsiders especially. I'll lend you the money and you can pay me back when you can."
Keine turned on her heel and left the two of you to work something out.
Rinnosuke shrugged his shoulders and beckoned you to follow in the universal sign language of pointing at things.

Once outside, you follow Rinnosuke to what appeared to be the village square, complete with shopkeepers peddling their wares. You squinted a bit trying to see if the antiques shop was here, but to no avail.
In any case, your benefactor seems more than happy to take the burden of paying for your existence in exchange for what seems like pretty easy work, but you are sure you aren't going to have any spending money anytime soon.
The two of you spend some time trying to find some clothes that don't stand out too much, but are still somewhat western in design, since you made clear you can't tie a kimono.
You just about settle for a white tunic looking item with some black shorts to keep you cool, when the familiar chatter of dozens of people quietens down, and people start making nervous exists with some visible haste. The shopkeepers go a little pale, and stand to attention where before they had laid back and waited lazily for someone to warrant their attention.
Rinnosuke seems oblivious to the obvious change in atmosphere, and continues inspecting a pair of shoes you gestured to, much to the ire of the tailor running the stand.
With no way to drag your new boss away from the oncoming danger, you resolve to just go along with his apparant idiocy, wondering if he's really taking you on out of generosity or because everyone else knows to stay away.

You try and look as closely as possible at the wares on display, desperate to look as if you've made an honest mistake.
You pour over all the different clothes as if your life depended on it, aware of the knowledge that it might very well be going off of the looks of everyone left (Bar Rinnosuke of course).
You can practically feel the danger growing behind you as the very last of the day shoppers take their leave, and run to vacate the area.
You look at signs that you can't even read, trying to pretend you are blissfully unaware of the prickly sensation on your back.
A quick glance at the tailor's face shows that whatever you are doing was all in vain, as he practically drips sweat, white as a sheet.
An oppressive aura radiates from the small of your back, and you glance over at Rinnosuke to see him utterly incredulous at the overwhelming sense of malice you are feeling.
From the corner of your eye, you can see a shock of red and green growing larger, and you try to mask your looking away from the sense of impending doom.
A few seconds later, a woman's voice speaks from behind you.
Rinnosuke practically jumps out of his skin as a sing-song voice calls out something that sounds like a pet name.
Curiosity gets the better of you, and it's not like your efforts to go unnoticed have worked, so you turn around to get a look at the both of them.

>>43311205
I'd say on the larger side, but not huge.
She's a working gal after all, and too big can get in the way of things.
Think motherly but not sagging under their own wieght.

>>43077390
My fetish is a stable, long term, loving relationship where they get married and have a beautiful family and build their lives arouond their love for each other
I'm such a pervert

>>42853507
Yuukarin likes her beauty sleep!