/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>1866082
It's far far more bizarre than your imagination can comprehend.

I don't like eggs and I think that would upset her, so no.

>On that note, does Aya lay eggs?

You stay the fuck away from my children

Mystia loves her eggs.

>>1866100
Everyone loves Mystia's eggs.

>>1866093
So, do you prefer them sunny side up ?

Why would you want to eat what would spurn cute little chicks like this?

All female karasu tengu lay eggs.
The Daitengu Miyama agreed.

>You stay the fuck away from my children
Eggs != children

>>1866093
Ohhhh... Aya-chan is overprotective! Do you want a stick, Aya-chan? To make a nest to put your eggs in it?
Because I stole them.
I stole them and ate them.
Aya-Chan.

She does a lot of work protecting them.

>>1866115
Even if it did, I would eat them.

Unless I was a friend/ally of the parents.

IN BEFORE ABORTION ARGUMENT

>>1866115
Who fertilizes Mystia's eggs?

>>1866128
I do, of course

>>1866128
Zun

>>1866128
The same person who was U.N. Owen.

>>1866128
A male youkai, must not particularly a bird, since Mystia herself is just 10% bird.
A human is fine too.

>>1866121
Man, I remember that horrible copypasta where Yuyuko eats Mystia and her eggs...
;_;

>>1866134

>>1866134
U.N. Owen was the judge.

>>1866139
THAT FUCKING PASTA.

I could never look at Yuyuko the same again.

>>1866139
post it nigger

>>1866139

Mystia also offers a helpful reminder of what happens if you mess with the eggs ...

>>1866154
I don't save such horrible and tear bringing things.
I'm sure someone here has it, tho.
Give it some time.

>>1866160
What makes that picture perfect are the striped thighhighs.

>>1866160
She is still not a match against Yuyuko and her hunger.

"It's not good to be picky about food", so something like that.

Foraging for wild roots and nuts one day, you accidentally become lost in the woods away from the village. As darkness falls, and you still have yet to find your way back to the village, fear sticks its icy claw into your gut. These woods are not safe at all after dark. Carefully, cautiously, you wind your way around overly rambunctious fairies playing danmaku with one another, and give wide birth to a dancing swirl of fireflies with some likely highly dangerous girl playing in the midst of them. Desperation sets in, as even the light of the moon seems less and less sufficient to find your way. Have you gone so far into the woods that the trees have blocked almost all light?

A sudden wave of relief hits you as you hear a beautiful voice echo through the woods. You can somehow manage to discern where it comes from, and decide for reasons that aren't clear to you to follow the voice. Though the voice is wondrous, the lyrics of the song are... well, odd. At the very least, you are comforted by the fact that the voice is extolling the wonders of eating eel, rather than human flesh, and press on in hopes of finding someone who might help guide you home.

You stumble through the brambles, and can finally dimly make out what appears to be a small food stand. Even the lantern lights of this apparently grilled eel stand seems impossibly dim. A young woman with odd clothes and strange wings flips skewers of eel over the grill.

"Oh, traveler, traveler, bloodied red, red~. He looks like he's scared out of his heady head~. It's dark, too dark, indeed, for human eyes, eyes~. But I'm selling a cure. It's true, no lies lies~. All you need is to eat some tasty eel, eel~ It’s the wondrous night blindness curing meal, meal~!

Sight returns with great speed, speed~. Trust it, it's guaranteed, teed~!"

>>1866204.

“I remember reading something about this,” you mumble, “aren’t you the one that’s causing this night-blindness in the first place?”

“Hee hee. Yes, and you’re absolutely right, right~, But eat, or you’ll stay blind all night, night~.” Keeping your thoughts about the absurdity of the lyrics, much less the attempt to carry on a conversation, in the song, you resign yourself to eating the food of this suspicious youkai.

Your vision suspiciously, immediately improves.

In spite of yourself, you enjoy the meal. Eel is an odd food, but she’s quite the cook, and if you don’t listen to the words, her singing’s rather relaxing and graceful. You stay a while, and get into a conversation. You get along so well that she offers food on the house.

You, however, refuse, saying that such an offer is much too generous. Such ingredients are hard to come by, and you would be horribly embarrassed to be in such a debt to a girl working as hard as she is. (Avoid Bad End #1!)

Reaching into your pockets, you realize that you were traveling a little light, as what you had planned to be a quick gathering expedition has turned into almost an overnight stay. Feeling more than a little sheepish, you ask if you could, perhaps, exchange some of the wild vegetables or nuts you had gathered to help pay for a portion of the food. Although she is somewhat tempted by the nuts, you come up with an alternate plan.

Starting from that day, you help to sell grilled eel inside of the village. It’s something of a commute between the two places, but sales of eel are surprisingly good, especially since the rather landlocked humans are too afraid of youkai to go out for more than shoreline seafood. She quickly starts to raise significantly more money for feeding her ‘extended family’ with grain using a direct approach instead of trying to trick wayward wanderers.

>>1866208

Eventually, your partnership is strengthened in a far more personal way, as the two of you progress from friends to lovers. You come to love her silly way of singing through conversations, and her perpetually cheerful, tricksterish ways. You start to grow into the habits of a youkai, sleeping most of the day away. Every evening you spend with her, you feel like a child again.

Later in the night, however, the two of you are entirely adult. In the mornings, you take her up in your arms, her frame almost terrifyingly light. In your bed, she sings, too. It’s incredible, the sensation of her wordless voice, and the sensation of her body meld in a harmony that melt through everything else in your mind.

It’s something that takes getting used to, but Mystia swells up quickly, and comes to lay your eggs in a nest-like futon at her home in the forest. You have to take more and more time away from the human village to stay with your unborn children, and keep the eggs warm, and working on adding more eggs to the nest.

Then it all changed. A pair of ghostly girls came crashing through the forest, laying waste to everything that moved. They brutally murdered fairy after fairy, even ones who put up no fight whatsoever. You tried to stop her, but Mystia leapt out to stop them from harming the woodland home of her fellow birds. She tried to use her night blindness ability and her ability to call upon other youkai upon the leader ghost, but to your horror, you see the green-silver streak of the younger-looking girl invader dart behind your lover, and cruelly skewer her from behind. Blood and yolk from her most recent unlaid eggs mix in streams pouring off of her quickly drenched dress, as her wonderful voice cracked and fell into a bloody gurgle.

“Youmu~. That looks so tasty, why don’t we stop for a bit to have something to eat.”

As you wildly stumbled forward, coming close to the green-and-silver girl far too late, the girl twists ever-so-slightly. Her forearm darted out in a blur, backhanding you through the wall of Mystia’s home without her ever even turning to face you. You crumpled into a ball, broken in body and soul.

“Yuyuko-sama, we really need to manage our time better. We can’t stop for eating every ten minutes if we are to ever complete our task.”

“But You~mu~, there’s even an empty yakitori stand below us. The oven still has some coals smoldering. Just fire it back up.”

The girl called Youmu sighs, and says, “Yes, Yuyuko-sama.” To your indescribable horror, she lifted your still-struggling lover up, and threw her down upon the grill, cooking her alive after rekindling the flames.

The ghost called Yuyuko giggled with glee as she tears the arm off of Mystia. Once the songbird youkai’s gurgling scream of terror died down, the ghost said, “It’s lovely to cook yakitori like this. It sears all the juices right in!”

“Ah! I just remembered.” The ghost then said. “That girl had eggs! Let’s have omelettes, Youmu, omelettes!”

Youmu disinterestedly floated over the hollowed out husk of your dispirited body, to take away your unborn children, and crack them over a skillet. “Ick. They were fertilized.” The light in the eyes of Mystia then went out, drowned in her tears of horror and sorrow.

“You can’t be so picky, Youmu. I just think of it as extra protein.”

“I can’t make myself believe you think of what you eat at all, my lady.”

“Well, that’s not true at all, Youmu! A girl must always think of what she eats! If she doesn’t, she’ll lose her girlish figure!”

“I don’t even want to start arguing with that, my lady.”

...

After enjoying their macabre meal, they finally left you to your puddle of ineffectual tears.

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>>1866182
She seems rather surprised to be naked and sticky. Also, spoilers that shit.

>>1866218
good night

/r/ that pic of Ran making fried rice

>>1866243

Th-this story is bad a-and you should feel bad...

>>1866218
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>>1866215
>>1866208
>>1866204
:<

>>1866255
Th-this troll is bad a-and you should go away...

>>1866276
>>bad troll
I don't know, it seems to me that it's working on you!

So what's the deal with Aya? Egg or birth?

>>1866276
I-I'm not trolling you Anonymous...

I-I love you... b-but if you insist...*dissapears back into the bedroom*

>>1866282

I remember hearing this:

Years ago, there was this famous (extremely strong willed) actress in Mexico. She got invited along with her personnel to soma east asian place, where the ruler invited them for dinner. The dish in question was roasted new borns.

She ate.

>>1866288
AND STAY THERE!

>>1866289
:I
If she is so famous how come you don't know her name?
You're imaginary stories suck

>>1866305
Mexican famous. Maria something it was.

Or maybe I am mistaking it for something else?

>>1866312
Mexican famous. Maria something it was.
oh lawl

>>1866312
>Maria
Because that's an uncommon name in Mexico
I heard of a famous Chinese actor called Wong once
He ate rice
O:

>roasted new borns

This actually happens in China, probably as we speak. Although it's certainly not normal behaviour. Spoiled children of ruling elite in China, having tried pretty much all the wacky food out there would pay a women with stillborn baby a few tens of thousand RMB, buy the corpse for food.

Aztec Soup.

It seems you didn't need to leave Mexico to eat this delicacy.

I've disliked Yuyuko and Youmu ever since the first time I read that story ;_;

Also that wasn't quite the whole thing, the original one followed with Yukari gapping you to the SDM kitchen for Sakuya to make you into a meal as well

>>1866337
While I don't think Yuyuko eats humanoids, I am quite sure the SDM serve human for breakfast, dinner and supper.

Which makes me wonder if Sakuya isn't insane. Or why would any decent creature (Reimu/Marisa) allow the sisters to remain alive.

Actually Aya tricks Mystia once in awhile and makes her take care of her eggs.

Mystia's secretly knows and doesn't at all mind.

>>1866360
Mystia and Aya seem like the best pairing ever.