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Waking up the next morning, I see the koyukkuri shitting on its bedding. Not a very smart thing at all.
The yukkuri shrieks as a bolt of electricity courses through it, and it leaps off the bed as if it was on fire.
”Reimu! What’s wrong?” Hurrying over, I hide the remote control back in my pocket before leaning down to hold it. There’s still a bit of poo coming out of its backside. Ew.
”Hurts! Reimu hurts!” I put on a sympathetic face and pet it.
”I wonder what happened..? Ah, I know!” Clicking my fingers, I point up at the ceiling where I have a tiny television set into the ceiling. It is surrounded by a picture of another experimental yukkuri – a “Sikiku” as the creator had called it. The yukkuri yama’s body was wreathed in lightning and the shawl of an Iku type – while the actual yukkuri had not lasted long, but the smiling picture of it was perfect for my needs. Right now, the television that it was ‘holding’ had a skull and crossbones on it.
“Reimu, that’s the little Miss Punishment Yukkuri. If you do something wrong, she’ll punish you with lightning!”
The koyukkuri wails. “What did Reimu do?” And I pointed at the bed.
”Miss Yama doesn’t like it when you do poo poo on your bed! You should go do poo poo on a toilet!”
”Toilet? Yama should take it easy!” The Reimu defecates onto my hand, and I press the remote in my pocket. “Ow! Son of a-“ Mental note: Don’t activate an electric shock device on a yukkuri when it’s contacting you.