/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>46413639
easy fix
>kill older men
>without experienced people, the village stagnates and doesn't evolve
>younger men have sex and therefore create more younger men for youkai to toy with
>rinse and repeat

>>45933469
and even IF she had done something wrong, she's pregnant + sad backstory, which means she'd be completely pardoned and seen as misunderstood. Truly, a woman that cannot do wrong

>>45668887
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"Hana… Did she touch you inappropriately?"

The question echoed like a gong; it was in everyone's mind, but to know it might've happened beneath our very noses, that we weren't there to save her, that this sweet girl suffered much more extensively than any of us could've imagined… I prayed to many gods that it wasn't the case; that Yukari had reservations about the things she did. That none of this madness was happening, and I haven't ultimately failed Hana—

—Her face was blank, mouth slightly agape, eyes bulging to the size of plates, whole body shaking, tears pouring. She looked down slowly, uncapable of maintaining a stare.

The answer was hellfire.

Yukari chuckled slightly. "Hana tastes so sweet~you ought to try, ladies." Her hold on the girl gained a whole new meaning.

One that exacerbated the fury tenfold.

"We'll kill you." Yuuka’s voice broke the heavy silence. The wrath on her face was indescribable, deep, rooted, body trembling, eyes wide. Sheer fucking anger.

Hana's eyes whipped back to us, a despair of equal measure.

"Yakumo Yukari, I promise you: when the Winter Solstice happens and all of us go to that building to tear it down… We'll kill you." The facade was dead and burning, and Yukari's eyes narrowed—she already knew it; our attack was no novelty to her. "Your Gap powers may hold Gensokyo whole and many of the people inside here from dying. But I do not care anymore. I'm beyond giving excuses or remaining silent; you have terrorized the man I've come to profoundly love; you have sexually abused the sweet girl I see as my daughter in everything but blood." The admissions sounded incomprehensible to Hana, yet even she felt it: love. Those words carried true love. "You're a blight to Gensokyo, and letting you live knowing that is unrealistic. We'll kill you—I'll kill you." She finished by hitting the point of her parasol—when did she get that…?—on the floor with enough force to sound like a gavel.

Judgement.

The composed intonation of each word flowed as if most casual. It spoke of a reserved anger. It was terrifying…

… Yet, above all, it was shared.

Alice held her grimoire with confidence; Marisa's mini-hakkero, an impractical and often laughed-at thing, shook the earth. Mima readied her staff and I held firm to the blessed wood of the Gohei. It was decided in the silence of a thousand tons: 'We will kill you.'

Yukari watched, smile lost, eyes analytical…

… But it was Hana who reacted. It was simply too much.

A shriek of monolithic proportions pierced the air, her hands holding her hair as if trying to rip it out of the scalp, eyes bulging, breathing all over the place. "PLEASE, STOP! TAKE BACK THOSE WORDS! STOP!! EVERYONE, PLEASE, STOP!!"

Shocked, we could only watch; Yuuka's edge evaporated, and she tried to approach, but Yukari held Hana tigh—

—She used her powers to leave, stumbling on furniture. Yukari seemed stunned, immediately gaping herself to the side of the girl before anyone could react. "P-Please, help me understand! Please help me understand!! Why don't you all understand mama?! She's trying her best for me and dad! She's our only chance at a normal life! At a normal family! Mot—Reimu destroyed my life, and none of you were there to help us! Only mama was! Only her! PLEASE HELP ME understand: Why can't any of you see?! We love each other! I love dad! I don't want to lose my family! It's all I have! PLEASE HELP ME!! HELP ME! HELP ME UNDERSTAND! Why can't you see?!" Scream after scream, each sounding more broken than the last, hyperventilation coming in record time and a primal feeling inside imploring, begging me to do anything for my little angel, to get Yukari away from her!

… Her words, however, stopped us from approaching. Yukari's hold was simply too great—what should we do?! What should we say?! Trying to approach, what'll Yukari do?! This caustic feeling! It burns inside! It burns so, so very much!

Sobbing uncontrollably, Hana fell on her knees, hiding her face from us. "Look at what you have done to my Hana!" Yukari yelled, face combusting in fake rage, methodically taking control of the situation. "Kill me? Try it, Kazami! Show me why your reputation precedes you!" Her gaze changed, spite palpable. "That's all you can do: destroy! I've built something beautiful with this broken girl, gave her a chance and still let her see my enemies because I knew she loved you—and that's how you react?! Threats to our family?!" Hana cried louder, clinging to Yukari; her breath the very sound of desperation.

"DON'T TWIST THIS ONTO US; YOU BUILT THAT HOUSE OF HORRORS! YOU'RE MANIPULATING HER!" Marisa yelled, hair disheveled, tears abundant.

"Point all the fingers you want, despite my eccentricities; I'm her only true companion! The only one who loves her! Shame on you, monsters, and your attempts at alienating her!" Pressing Hana's weeping face against her chest, Yukari got up, the girl in her arms and walked towards the door.

In her face, sheer triumph.