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I'm terrified.

The thing seemed to be doing rather fine. It was lively, and bounced around her room looking for stuff to play with or eat. Kohaku fed it some snacks and tried to soothe it with gentle pats on its head.

“Hmm… I still need to sweep the garden today”, Kohaku remembered. “Do you want to go outside?” The head bounced in excitement, and both left her room and the house through the back door. The maid went on to clean the backyard while the head pounced around everywhere looking for new objects to play with. Kohaku stared at it: “I wonder if you can talk…” The thing’s cries were getting more clear and audible, and it seemed like it was ready to speak its first words:

“I want to see Shiki easy!!!”

Kohaku stared at that thing in awe.

“Uuuu… I want to see Shiki easy!!!”

Little streaks of tears formed in the thing’s eyes, though it seemed rather angry than sad, just like a spoiled brat.

“I want to see Shiki easy!!!”

“Well… I guess I can’t help it. Wait here for me, please.”

Hisuikkuri?

OH GOD NO, DON'T DO IT.

SHIKI IS GOING TO SEE HISUIKKURI'S LINES DON'T DO IT

>>1015225
>>1015192

This Hisuikkuri...it is an eyesore...

This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri This Hisuikkuri THIS HISUIKURRI!!!!!

“Shiki-san, are you there?” Kohaku gently knocked his rooms door.

“Yes, come on in. What is it, Kohaku-san?”

Shiki was sitting on his desk studying. There was a battery of tests coming up so he needed to prepare. Kohaku entered the room and greeted him politely.

“Shiki-san, if it’s not too much of a trouble, I would like you to come with me to backyard, I need to show you something.”

“What is it, Kohaku-san?”

“It is… a surprise” – said Kohaku in a cat-like manner.

“A surprise? Is it like that time you injected me with that stuff that made my…my…”

“Oh no, it’s different this time, don’t worry. It’s much harmless, I promise you.”

Nevermind the typos please. I'm making this up as I type it, it's a boring day at work.

Make Hisui torture it, not Shiki.

Alright, fuck it I'll go ahead and say it. The goddamn yukkuris are the cancer killing jp/.I Find them disgusting and they fuck up every damn thread. Take it easy my ass, those fuckung heads are making my blood pressure spike.

And now you just had to go ahead and drag sweet Hisui into this. I love your writing, don't get me wrong, but I started reading hoping for something like "The Birth of Mech-Hisui" or something, and I get fucking take it easy. Goddamn son.

Alright, fuck it I'll go ahead and say it. The goddamn yukkuris are the cancer killing /jp/. I find them disgusting and they muck up every damn thread. Take it easy my ass, those fucking heads are making my blood pressure spike.

And now you just had to go ahead and drag sweet Hisui into this. I love your writing, don't get me wrong, but I started reading hoping for something like "The Birth of Mech-Hisui", and I get fucking take it easy. Goddamn son.

“Yuu! Yuu!” – the head seemed angry for some reason. “I guess you don’t like the sound of it, huh?” – said Shiki. “You seem to like the word Yukkuri a lot, so how about I call you Yukkurisui?”

“I like it easy!!! I like it easy!!!”

Hisui, who was just passing by on the way to the laundry, overheard them talking and rushed to the backyard to see what was happening. She was horrified at the sight of a living head identical to hers.

“Nee-chan! What is the meaning of this?!”

“Calm down, Hisui-chan! Everything’s fine! I was just trying to create a cross between food and pet, and it seems I was very successful” – boasted Kohaku.

“But Nee-chan! Look at that scary thing! It disturbs me!”

“Now now, you don’t have to be so rude, Hisui. I think it’s cute.” – Shiki decided to enter the conversation.

“Even you, Shiki-sama… Who knows what that monster is or what it is capable of doing! Please keep away from it for your own good, Shiki-sama!” – Hisui had a concerned look on her.

>>1015567
Some much needed Hisui revenge is in order.

Obligatory, I guess.

Do want batshit insane Hisui... or is that just Kohaku?

>>1015562
Sounds like you should take your needless anger out on a yukkuri.

>>1015579
Ouch, hadn't read that one before.

She came up with a simple plan. Since both maids were given full access to all the rooms in the mansion, it wouldn’t be hard to sneak in when everyone was asleep and steal that damn monster from Shiki. Hisui felt bad, but she knew she’d feel much worse watching the one she loved showing affection towards that thing that just looks like her.

So she waited until midnight. Since curfew was 2 hours before, she should be able to wander around the corridors unnoticed. And so she did carry on with her plan. The thing seemed to sleep deeply, it didn’t even wake up when Hisui carefully pulled it out of Shiki’s bed and carried to her own room.

However… How do you kill something that looks so much like you? That was Hisui’s dilemma. Watching that thing suffer would be like watching herself suffer. So she choose to end it quick to lessen her own remorse. She took a small hammer she kept in some drawer and delivered fast, strong blows to the thing’s head.

“YuuuUUUUuuuu! YuuuUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuu!”

It cried, but Hisui took care of covering it with a wet towel to muffle the noise, and also to avoid looking directly at it. After making sure there were no more noises and movements, she lifted the towel, and saw just a huge mess of dough and bean paste.

“It is better this way… Isn’t it?”

>>1015646
GOOD END.

>>1015653

Not yet.

Hisui promptly cleaned the head’s remains repeating to herself that it was just food, and went to sleep knowing that she wouldn’t have to compete for Shiki’s affection anymore. At least not with a copy of herself.

Morning came, and as usual she got up early to take care of her duties, which included waking Shiki and making sure he wouldn’t be late for breakfast. But when she entered his room she couldn’t hide the shock on her face.

“What is it, Hisui? Surprised that I don’t need you to wake me up this morning?” – Shiki seemed to be in high spirits.

“S-Shiki-sama…! Where…. Where… How?!”

Standing right next to him in bed was the very thing that she just killed, as if nothing happened at all. “Shiki-sama, how did that thing get into your room?” She tried to ask in a trivial manner, since Shiki didn’t know she left it in the first place.

“Oh, I just let her sleep with me. She was here the whole night.”

“How can that be possible? There is no mistake, I killed it!” – Hisui thought to herself. In her confusion she started to feel nauseous.

“I’m sorry Shiki-sama, I…”

GAH FANFICTION

CANNOT SAGE HARD ENOUGH

She rushed back to her room. In the trash the remains of the head she killed the night before were still fresh. “Okay, calm down, think… Maybe… Maybe that monster can regenerate itself… I’ll need a different approach tonight.”

Hisui had a better plan this time. Whatever that thing was she wouldn’t let it have a chance to live this time. Preparations were made, and at around the same hour she got out of her bed to steal it from Shiki’s room again.

Now she knew hammers were ineffective, so she was trying something stronger. At the old toolshed she found the appropriate weapon: a gas burner that still worked.

This time however, there was nowhere to hide from the thing’s screams and sight as it was cooked alive to a crisp. Hisui had to sit through it all, tears rolling down her face as she tortured the poor Hisui-head. She started to ponder if it was really worth to go through all this cruelty for Shiki’s sake.

After a night of not getting any sleep Hisui ended up not managing to get out of bed to wake up Shiki. She hurried to the living room where they usually had breakfast, only to find that Akiha, Kohaku and Shiki were already there. And sitting on Shiki’s lap… Yes, the dreaded thing was there, again as if nothing happened at all.
“You’re late this morning, Hisui. Do you not feel well?” Akiha asked, preoccupied.

“No, I’m alright…” The remorse inside Hisui turned into rage. “I will kill you! I will kill you until I find a way to not let you come back again!”

TO BE CONCLUDED

And for three months the routine kept on. Every night Hisui would drag the head out of Shiki’s room and kill it, every time with a different method, only to find it alive the next morning. She was in the verge of breaking down mentally and physically, and it was showing on both her appearance and work. She was rude with everyone all the time, didn’t care to keep her hair kept and her clothes straight anymore, and getting sloppier and sloppier with her duties. Sometimes one would even be able to find her torturing insects on the backyard instead of doing some house chore.

“Kohaku, I’m worried about your sister. I’m thinking I should give her some time to vacate or something… She seems overstressed.”

“Akiha-sama, Hisui has always been a person to take care of her own problems. She won’t accept our help even if we force it.”

“You may be right… Still…”

“Don’t worry about it, Akiha-sama. She’ll be fine”.

Kohaku saw Akiha off to school and headed back to the Tohno mansion. She was all alone since Hisui was out to shopping (Shiki suggested it thinking it would help improve her condition), and Shiki was at school as well.

She headed to the one place of the house she hasn’t been since she created the Yukkurisui. She stood there, facing Hisui’s room door and wondering what kinds of things she would find inside, and if she should enter at all.

Slowly she slid the master key and opened the door. A strong smell of rotting bean paste filled her nostrils before she could even peek inside. And when she finally found the courage to open the door all the way and enter her sister’s room... She stood there, frozen, staring at the amazing and frightening sight: countless Yukkurisuis remains hanging everywhere, some still alive and asking to be put out of their misery, others still kept unharmed in a filthy cage, sobbing and begging for their lives. And at every corner of her room, innumerous improvised torturing devices, a honest display of geniality, cruelty and pure evil. A shiver went up Kohaku’s spine as she imagined what sort of stuff was going on there, every single night, for three whole months. She was terrified at what her sister became.

She wondered if it was worth to sneak a new Yukkurisui into Shiki’s room every night, after Hisui took it away from there. No, she was sure of it.

Just as planned

This is average-level writing. Good, but certainly not great. Not bad, either.

6/10, OP

And then, while she was surprise, Kohaku punched her up the wazoo.

>>1015562

*Ahem*

“Shiki-sama, did you call for me?”

“Yes. Please come on in”.

As soon as Hisui stepped inside she had to avert her eyes from what was going on in there. Shiki had stripped Mecha-Hisui and tied her up to his bed. He was holding a bamboo sword and marks on Mecha-Hisui’s buttcheeks indicated that she was going through some serious punishment.

“What do you need from me, Shiki-sama?”

“I want to stick it inside this filthy whore, but I need to know first if it’s safe. Safe as in, I won’t have my cock severed by android metal parts.”

“If it’s Mecha-Hisui you need to know about, Nee-san should be a better information source, Shiki-sama.”

>>1015892
BEST END

>>1015861
Ending was shitty. It's like a forced full stop. For an example, see the H2O anime.

>>1015893

“I know that, idiot. I don’t want an answer from you. I want you to test her for me.”

“T-test? What do you mean?”

“Here. Give me your hand.”

“N-no”

“GIMME YOUR HAND BITCH, DO YOU WANT TO TAKE HER PLACE?”

Reluctantly, Hisui let Shiki grab her by the hand and lead it to the opening of Mecha-Hisui’s vagina.

“If this fucks up your hand, blame your sister. Now jam it inside her”.

Threads like these are the cancer killing /jp/.

-Dreadful fanfiction
-LOLYUKKURI I CAN REPEAT A MEME AM I COOL YET?
-An OP who insists on posting his inane shit despite evidently sub-par writing ability and utter lack of originality.
-Summerfags

>>1015941

Robots do not have vaginas.

>>1015945
No, sagefag, you are the cancers

>>1015952

He's right, I suck... I'll get my coat.

>>1015951
you lie

>>1015951
HOW DARE YOUO TRY AND SLANDER MY DREAM LIKE THAT

>>1015951

FUCK, they don't?