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>LET'S FUCKING GO
here are all entries in chronological posting order:
>>44783853 | 1-4-Yukari starts the HSE, unfortunately
>>44783859 |
>>44783865 |
>>44783869 |
>>44789500 | 1-2-Hana regrets everything
>>44797583 |
>>44801201 | 1-Marisa jobbs
>>44808699 | 3-Hana
>>44813876 | 2-Marisa
>>44823600 | 4-Hana
>>44824137 | 1-Chen makes frens
>>44826502 | 5-7-Hana
>>44827141 |
>>44827779 |
>>44828232 | 2-Chen
>>44828303 | 8-Hana
>>44829240 | 1-2-Aya gets a scoop
>>44829742 |
>>44830460 | 1-Ran conspires to save Anon
>>44830530 | 3-Chen
>>44831787 | 3-5 Aya
>>44831959 |
>>44832166 |
>>44833004 | 2-Ran/Chen
>>44833632 | 6-8-Aya
>>44833913 |
>>44834188 |
>>44836175 | 3-Ran/Chen
>>44837584 | 1-Kasen, sadly the hammer type
>>44838354 | 4-Ran/Chen
>>44838572 | 1-Hijiri does things not recommended to monks
>>44838849 | 1-Yuuka destroys Anon's pelvis
>>44839020 | 5-Ran/Chen
>>44840553 | 1-2-Reisen gets a bad case of heathbleed
>>44840644 |
>>44841739 | 9-Aya
>>44842051 | 2-Hijiri
>>44842176 | 1-Yukari has commit sins aplenty
>>44842793 | 10-Aya
>>44843053 | 3-Hijiri
>>44843501 | 11-12-Aya
>>44843706 |
>>44844619 | 6-Ran/Chen
>>44846129 | 4-Hijiri
>>44846904 | 1-Toutetsu does goat things
>>44847934 | 1-Alice, the femcel
>>44848916 | 7-Ran/Chen
>>44849075 | 13-14-Aya
>>44849823 |
>>44851670 | 2-Toutetsu
>>44852394 | 15-Aya
>>44856869 | 2-Yukari
>>44857107 | 8-Ran/Chen
>>44857828 | 3-Yukari
>>44859128 | 9-Ran/Chen
>>44860148 | 16-17-Aya
>>44861513 |
>>44861980 | 3-Marisa
>>44862210 | 1-Okina jobbs
>>44863801 | 1-Kanako also jobbs, but cutely
>>44865416 | 4-Yukari
>>44869347 | 1-Seiga converts Anon to tao
>>44869783 | 3-Toutetsu
>>44871249 | 18-Aya
>>44871671 | 5-Yukari
>>44875949 | 9-10 Hana
>>44876544 |
>>44878300 | 1-Patchouli does detective work
>>44878759 | 10-Ran/Chen
>>44879741 | 19-20-Aya
>>44881701 |
>>44881786 | 4-Toutetsu
>>44886059 | 6-7-Yukari
>>44886659 |
>>44887390 | 11-12-Ran/Chen
>>44889812 |
>>44890248 | 11-Hana
>>44890814 | 21-Aya
>>44891520 | 1-Youmu/Yuyuko saves us
>>44896317 | 13-Ran/Chen
>>44897089 | 2-Patchouli
>>44897477 | 12-Hana

>>45076456
(part 2)
>>44897833 | 2-Youmu/Yuyuko
>>44897919 | 1-2-Seija is my favorite retard
>>44898943 |
>>44899064 | 5-Toutetsu
>>44899119 | 3-Youmu/Yuyuko
>>44900150 | 8-9-Yukari
>>44900352 |
>>44900601 | 22-Aya
>>44903464 | 3-Reisen
>>44903607 | 14-Ran/Chen
>>44905197 | 23-Aya
>>44906051 | 1-Nazrin does a little bit of trolling
>>44906510 | 1-2-Tewi does it for the family
>>44906965 |
>>44907154 | 1-Ran/Aya promote the perks of healthy competition
>>44907384 | 3-Tewi
>>44908592 | 24-Aya
>>44908918 | 4-Tewi
>>44909105 | 25-Aya
>>44909220 | 4-Youmu/Yuyuko
>>44909263 | 26-Aya
>>44909353 | 5-Tewi
>>44911312 | 1-2-Reimu fucked up big-time
>>44912652 |
>>44913719 | 2-Ran/Aya
>>44914774 | 10-Yukari
>>44915111 | 13-16-Hana
>>44916379 |
>>44917697 |
>>44918036 |
>>44918148 | 1-3-Yamashiro is our unsung hero
>>44918170 |
>>44918191 |
>>44918347 | 15-Ran/Chen
>>44924744 | 17-18-Hana
>>44925132 |
>>44925254 | 3-4-Patchouli
>>44925265 |
>>44925872 | 19-21-Hana
>>44926335 |
>>44926709 |
>>44927409 | 6-Toutetsu
>>44931860 | 1-Mima (lol, lmao)
>>44933112 | 1-Cirno, the coolest fairy
>>44933132 | 7-Toutetsu
>>44933611 | 2-Mima
>>44934207 | 2-Cirno
>>44934368 | 3-Mima
>>44935149 | 3-Cirno
>>44935409 | 2-Yuuka
>>44935615 | 4-Mima
>>44935923 | 1-2-Shanghai, the doll, experiences horrors beyond our comprehension
>>44936519 |
>>44937250 | 5-Mima
>>44937732 | 5-6-Yamashiro
>>44937742 |
>>44938226 | 19-21-Hana
>>44938409 |
>>44938736 |
>>44942709 | 4-Cirno
>>44942784 | 6-Mima
>>44944278 | 16-Ran/Chen
>>44945041 | 5-6-Cirno
>>44945060 |
>>44945869 | 22-23-Hana
>>44947647 |
>>44947675 | 17-Ran/Chen
>>44950744 | 24-Hana
>>44951188 | 7-Cirno
>>44951243 | 25-26-Hana
>>44952493 |
>>44955030 | 1-Shou is not having a good time
>>44955143 | 18-Ran/Chen
>>44955880 | 7-9-Yamashiro
>>44955891 |
>>44955900 |
>>44956184 | 27-Hana
>>44957621 | 11-Yukari
>>44959795 | 4-Alice
>>44964702 | 4-Reisen
>>44966321 | 19-20-Ran/Chen
>>44966328 |
>>44967465 | 10-12-Yamashiro
>>44967473 |
>>44967476 |
>>44967784 | 1-2-Evil Nazrin, Chizasu; the broken cheese soup eater
>>44967812 |
>>44969267 | 5-Reisen
>>44972984 | 12-Yukari
>>44973031 | 21-Ran/Chen
>>44973594 | 1-2-Junko comes, sees, adopts
>>44973614 |

>>45076459
(part 3)
>>44973752 | 6-Reisen
>>44975642 | 13-16-Yamashiro
>>44975651 |
>>44975677 |
>>44975699 |
>>44982466 | 22-23-Ran/Chen
>>44982473 |
>>44984190 | 1-Genji... :(
>>44984244 | 13-Yukari
>>44984612 | 17-20-Yamashiro/Seija
>>44984628 |
>>44984638 |
>>44984652 |
>>44984847 | 28-Hana
>>44993555 | 1-Momiji awoos and get fucked
>>44994352 | 2-Okina
>>44994577 | 2-Momiji
>>44995493 | 27-Aya
>>44996217 | 21-23-Yamashiro/Seija
>>44996233 |
>>44996253 |
>>44997641 | 29-30-Hana
>>44998503 |
>>44998741 | 24-Ran/Chen
>>44998996 | 3-Evil Nazin, Chizasu
>>44999273 | 31-32-Hana
>>44999754 |
>>45000620 | 1-3-Rikako and Lemontene open a lemonade stand
>>45000634 |
>>45000657 |
>>45000831 | 24-27-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45000837 |
>>45000845 |
>>45000859 |
>>45004812 | 3-Momiji
>>45007083 | 3-Okina
>>45009988 | 28-Aya
>>45010541 | 25-Ran/Chen
>>45015046 | 1-3-Hata no Kokoro is searching for our favorite autistic, heart-throbbing girl
>>45016324 |
>>45018993 |
>>45019978 | 28-32-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45019995 |
>>45020008 |
>>45020023 |
>>45020036 |
>>45021307 | 4-Hata no Kokoro
>>45021686 | 1-Yuugi learns about the birds and the bees
>>45022345 | 29-Aya
>>45022717 | 2-Yuugi
>>45023522 | 8-Toutetsu
>>45023676 | 30-Aya
>>45023914 | 33-36-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45023923 |
>>45023935 |
>>45023945 |
>>45024014 | 3-4-Yuugi
>>45024332 |
>>45024409 | 31-32-Aya
>>45024760 |
>>45029254 | 5-Hata no Kokoro
>>45029834 | 33-Hana
>>45030600 | 26-Ran/Chen
>>45030706 | 6-Kokoro
>>45030840 | 33-Aya
>>45031498 | 1-Kosuzu will save us with her detective skills
>>45031643 | 34-Aya
>>45032173 | 1-Marisa's dad is one stubbed toe away from meeting Eiki
>>45033088 | 3-Reimu
>>45038227 | 2-Kosuzu
>>45039622 | 27-Ran/Chen
>>45040174 | 37-38-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45040182 |
>>45042898 | 3-Kosuzu
>>45043356 | 1-2-Meiling goes to retrieve Mukyu from the brothel before she passes out
>>45043367 |
>>45044232 | 2-Kasen
>>45045245 | 8-Cirno
>>45045552 | 5-Alice
>>45045925 | 34-Hana
>>45046716 | 39-43-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45046725 |
>>45046750 |
>>45046755 |
>>45046767 |
>>45048091 | 35-Hana
>>45049471 | 9-Cirno
>>45050505 | 28-Ran/Chen
>>45051241 | 10-Cirno
>>45054707 | 29-Ran/Chen
>>45054718 | 4-6-Rikako/Lemontene
>>45054727 |
>>45054739 |
>>45055476 | 44-47-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45055483 |
>>45055495 |
>>45055513 |

>>45076467
(and, finally, part 4)
>>45055840 | 36-38-Hana
>>45055851 |
>>45056540 |
>>45061196 | 1-Koishi starts to wake-up and is eating for two
>>45062069 | 3-Kasen
>>45063295 | 39-Hana
>>45063772 | 35-Aya
>>45063782 | 40-Hana
>>45063892 | 48-51-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45063909 |
>>45063917 |
>>45063923 |
>>45064640 | 41-Hana
>>45065142 | 3-Shanghai, the Doll
>>45065564 | 42-43-Hana
>>45066190 |
>>45066405 | 36-Aya
>>45066523 | 2-Koishi
>>45070388 | 3-Junko
>>45071691 | 37-Aya
>>45072028 | 4-Kosuzu
>>45072430 | 44-Hana
>>45073503 | 30-Ran/Chen
>>45074641 | 52-56-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45074646 |
>>45074653 |
>>45074659 |
>>45074661 |
>>45075451 | 38-39-Aya
>>45075498 |
for phoneanons that can't acess the dead threads, here's all of them:
>>/jp/thread/44478667#p44783853 | starting point
>>/jp/thread/44802165 | first proper thread
>>/jp/thread/44846425 | second thread
>>/jp/thread/44889557 | third thread
>>/jp/thread/44930736 | fourth thread
>>/jp/thread/44991041 | fifth thread
>>/jp/thread/45037580 | sixth thread

Here's the resume of the story as of now for writeanons to guide themselves and readeranons to have any hope of understanding this quantum-pornsery of a community project
now with a map of the HSE's premises, because why not? Maybe someone can use it for nefarious reasons or whatnot
sorry if I missed anything!

So I got five shots of vodka drunk, made this thread and then realized that the Hana segment i almost completed was deleted when I refreshed the page cause lmao. Lol
Well its okay, I'm too drunk to be mad

>>45076763
Anon... You write in the fucking 4chan textbox? I'd also need to be shitfaced drunk to do something like that

>>45076848
Ever since I've started the og reimu abuse story I have. There is no turning back for me at this point. I am as mind broken as Hana is with her sin kink

>>45076859
I'm speechless

>>45075430
I guess that makes sense, but it's not supposed to turn her good. It's more like a punishment. Something like: "Hey fuckass, you filed to be a decent human being one too many times and raped someone. now eat this ice pick to the brain!" And I think it's a pretty fitting punishment for what she's done. Buddhist temples did handle divorces in the past, and I imagine Byakuren would heavily sympathize with Goro-kun while being justifiably angry at Seija for everything.
Seija is almost everything Byakuren hates or dislikes rolled into one youkai, not to mention she cursed Goro-kun and raped him; that's entirely unforgivable, and I don't see Byakuren not doing something violent and drastic. Especially since Seija is a youkai who could never co-exist with humans, and her co-existence is their suffering, so Amanojaku themselves are antithetical to Byakuren's goal and would require their effective extermination or changing to get what she wants. She already has a better grasp on how to change a youkai due to her previously having access to Koishi, and her plan basically already involves this so it's not really a moral problem from her perspective.
Basically, all of Byakuren's success during this story have been due to others tard wrangling her or were entirely unintentional and debate even success. While her goals are not entirely wrong, as pointed out by Miko and Kanako, a world of ascended Youkai only benefits Youkai, but I view her methods as entirely counterproductive to getting there and doomed to failure.

>>45076763
what kind of fucking lightweight are you that 5 shots gets you shitfaced

>>45077497
>what kind of fucking lightweight are you that 5 shots gets you shitfaced

>>45076547
Nice! Thanks as always.

>>45077235
I'll likely get to it Sunday evening, since I'm traveling today and tomorrow, but when I do get to it I like writing characters who are livid, but just enough in control to not rampage. and Seija will be shown the consequences of her actions.

>>45078153
good travels, Yamashiroanon! Remember to pack everything! Enjoy!

>>45077556
it's a very valid question, unless you're shooting Everclear or something

here we go again

>>45073503 (5/5—p3)
—
Her eyes close, and a million thoughts go through my head as I watch Ms. Reimu breathe in and breathe out: Was this right? Would this help? She's mad; should I say I'm sorry? Why did I do this? What did I expect? I should leave—all thoughts vanished as she opened her eyes, elbow on the table, resting the cheek on her hand. Her eyes were still dead, but she smiled anyway. Resignation. “I thought a lot about that, even before Ran came and helped me get to the answer.”

I held my breath, heart pounding, expecting a motive, a reasonable 'why'…

“I'm just an awful person. Even now, doing all I'm doing, nothing has changed.” Ms. Reimu said those words as if ultimate truth. “The things I did to Hana and Anon, I did with an iron fist, thinking only how to never lose them… I loved and lost them the same way.” I… really couldn't process it straight. It can't be that simple; there must be something more, something she's hiding— “Chen,” she called me, the free hand reaching for my face and wiping away stranded tears. “Don't do this to yourself. Anon tried, again and again, to seek something good in me, and though he found it once and gave it form in Hana, keep on going will only hurt you. I'm lost.”

This wasn't the answer I was looking for. I'm crying harder. “B-But… You're trying to change, r-right? You said yourself—I-I saw it with my eyes—”

“It's not the first time.” Her tone was one of soothing patience, even though her words broke my heart. “I've tried to change before—when Hana was born; when I first hit Anon so hard that he cried. I tried, but I never succeeded—it won't be any different this time,” her eyes shone a bit. “Yet, I know that now. I know I won't change; I know that someday my resolve will break… That's why I'm repairing the shrine, steeling myself to ask Anon and Hana for forgiveness. It'll be the last time I do that—so our last memories of each other will be of happiness, not of the… abuse.”

It clicked. I wish it hadn't.

The dead eyes, the casual tones of those words… It was as if the world had stopped, and all that remained was us. This sad finally has a name, and it's crushing: “You… are going to kill yourself.” It wasn't a question.

Ms. Reimu looked at me, silent… Then she withdrew her hand, picked up the tray and teacups, turned, and went to the counter.

I was speechless, body frozen all over, eyes wide, feeling dizzy. I… never saw death, much less was confronted by it. It's such a supernatural concept. And Ms. Reimu just quietly admitted that she, the human with such a short lifespan, will take her own life. “Y-Y—”

“I'll float over reality, Chen,” she cut in, her back to me. “Over Gensokyo; over Earth, the solar system and the stars… I'll go somewhere far away, where I won’t hurt the people I love anymore—but don't worry: It'll be painless.”

Rage filled me like never before. What are those words? Painless? So what if it'll be painless?! Unable to control the growing wrath, I got up and bashed my open hands on the kotatsu, breaking it apart, my eyes on her and features twisted, tails bushy. Ms. Reimu wasn't affected. “YOU CAN'T DO THAT—” I sniffed, voice cracking. “—y-you can't…”

“It's for the best.”

“IT'S-s not—!” I tried to shout, but my throat hurt, and the tears are just so hot they're burning my face—

Two gentle hands caught my shoulders, and I looked at her—kneeled in front of me—with eyes so broad and perplexity so palpable it hurts, it hurts, it hurts… Ms. Reimu smiled softly, her hands holding me like Ran's when I was tiny. “I'm tired, Chen.” Her smile didn't falter, but her eyes… “I'm so very tired of waking up every day and remembering what I did to my family—that before I even notice, that person I was will be back… Death is what gives short human lives meaning: to know your days are numbered, your time is little… I won't have a better chance to make things right than this one, Chen. Then, I'll go to a better place and have my last memories here be good memories—is that asking for too much?” Her words sounded like another language, and… How? How can she talk about dying like it's freedom?

And it was all said with a smile, dead eyes glistening… Yet she was also crying. Ms. Reimu is afraid—of returning to the person she was? Of death?

I couldn't tell, but her words—“don't end up like me”—echoed like gongs and, at this moment, I felt like I had a choice:

I looked at the miko in front of me talking about her funeral as if it were the only way to escape a waking nightmare.

I looked at Hakurei Reimu and her many sins and regrets…

… Then, I looked at Ms. Reimu and her pained, kind smile.

I could hug her, cry, be a child, and let this be—

I remembered Mr. Anon's words about how hiding things hurts the people you love; Ms. Kogasa's smile and her words of forgiveness; Ran's arms and her words of rage, yet of understanding…

Yukari's cold gaze…

—or I could do something.

“Mr. Anon…” She frowned, confused. “He misses you.”

… Her eyes didn’t look as dead.

>>45078389
Is Chen gonna spill the beans about the truth? Actually did anyone ever tell her the truth?
Reimu just kinds knew didn't she?
Part of Yukari's plan was her not knowing like the rest of Gensokyo after all, since if she knew it'd just make her spiteful and not shamed

>>45078166
Alcohol tolerance increases with body mass, men also tolerate alcohol more than woman. I don't remember everything from my course on selling alcohol so I can't give exact figures, but this is what I remember off the top of my head.

>>45078517
since she entered the alliance to save Anon, which is commanded by Yukari's shikigami and Okina, she likely knows Anon is not serving the HSE willingly, but probably just came to know that after Ran came and recruited her

>>45077556
Suika berating me for getting drunk off of only five shots... erotic...

>>45078570
I'm human sized and 5 shots is the amount I put in my regular mixes, of which I have multiple a night

>>45078642
Anon five shots of say, vodka is getting close to about half a bottle. Of which you have multiple of.
This means you drink multiple 1 liter bottles of 40% vodka a night.
If you not lying on this basket weaving forum you need to stop.
Anon stop, you are not doing okay and that is not a good thing.

>>45078706
I have that on the night that I actually drink not every night
its only once every other month usually
also 5 shots is only ~230ml, not 500ml like you think

>>45078642
5 shots of vodka, about 7.5 0z is legal intoxication for anybody under 200lb, with 10 shots being possible lethal for anyone 140 and under.
For a person around 180 pounds 5~10 shots of vodka is fine, but your pushing it 15~20.
So I think it's reasonable for 5 shots to get someone shitfaced.

>>45078817
that's more okay. Gave us a scare there, ogReimuanon; thought for a moment ZUN was browsing the 4chan

>>45078872
I'm just saying what I see the bottle go down by when I pour it into my mug
I started with a full 1.14l bottle and now its ~250ml left
I need to go buy more soon since its my birthday soon and that's definitely a big drinking day

>>45078389
Now don't get me wrong, I like Reimu acknowledging how much of a danger she is to the people she loves.
I just can't get over the mental image of Reimu Poochie-ing herself while everyone watches.

>>45079318
Reimu giving it all(literally) to die during the finale would be for the best. Its the neatest way to wrap up the plot

>>45079318
>Poochie-in
that's the weirdest term I've ever seen to refer to suicide

"Y'alright, dear?" Meiling looked up from the book she had just jobb- Er, dropped, at the woman running the stall. She looked just about human, but Meiling saw enough humans to spot the failures of her disguise immediately. "Not what you were expecting?" Meiling shook her head, trying to will the blush away from her cheeks. "Not to worry, not to worry. Can't say I've seen you around here before. First time?"
"No - Um, I mean, yes. I think I saw it before it was built." Meiling stammered, her hands awkwardly trying to put the book back on the pile while at the same time afraid to pick it up again. "What - Um, sorry. What's going on here...?" The woman smiled a little sympathetically at her, and Meiling was certain that she'd seen a shimmer in the air just behind her. Hidden wings? A tengu? "C-Can you really have this stuff out in the open?"
"Oh, yes! Dispensation from Yakumo herself." Meiling had only rarely seen Yukari Yakumo, and had fought her only once, during the daily feasts that had occurred at the Hakurei Shrine a long time ago. "That there," The tengu leaned over the counter and pointed at the big, ugly building. "That's the HSE."
"The...What?" Meiling repeated, still unable to stop herself from glancing down at the pile of books before getting embarrassed and looking away again. "What's the HSE?"
"Wow, you're really new to all this? I've always wanted to introduce someone!" The woman clapped in excitement and hopped over the stall, clearing it so easily that no human could ever have done it. She went to sling an arm around Meiling's shoulder, only to realise that Meiling was substantially taller and she couldn't do it. "Okay, that there is the HSE, the Hakurei Shrine Experience." She stared at Meiling and then seemed to come to a decision. "I'll skip the word-mincing, I think. You go there to get fucked."
Meiling stared blankly. "You what?"
"Youkai, humans, whoever. They say that it's for you to experience being the Shrine Maiden, but really, you just go there for a good, hard, cock." The woman's smile was very clearly based on experience and not fantasy, and frankly, it was beginning to fog up Meiling's mind just as much as it was turning her face bright red.
"Wh-What? Youkai going there? C... Cock...?" Her voice shrank to almost nothing by the last word. "But... Youkai in the village..."
"Like I said, special dispensation. Yakumo don't care none, long as we don't go flaunting it about." The woman looked at Meiling closer. "D'you want a book?"
"Huh?" Meiling asked, her voice raising an octave. "Oh, um, n-no!" She frantically waved her hands around in front of her. "I just, um, I was looking for - for someone."
But Remi loved unique things...
No, Hong, no! Do not buy the Slightly-Less-Young Mistress a pornography book! E-Even if the man on the cover is your type...
"Who're you looking for? I've seen all sorts through here. Even saw an oni once. Can't imagine that poor boytoy looked very good after her!" The woman sighed. "Ah, well... I'm only a few sales off affording another full VIP session, too..." Well, now it was Meiling's duty.
"U-Um, I guess I can take one book..." Meiling mumbled, trying not to look at the woman in the eye. "Two." Even quieter, that time. "Th-This one..." She picked two random books.
"That one? Okay, I guess... If you're into that." Meiling wanted to die, right then and there. At least the woman gave her a bag to hide the books in. "Can't believe she wanted vanilla. What a strange woman." Meiling heard her mutter under her breath as she stormed away, trying to resist the urge to bash her head against a wall.
But now, Meiling thought as she leaned against a wall around the corner and kept an eye on the HSE, what was she to do? No sign of Patchouli, but she'd apparently been around the HSE recently. And the consequences of returning to Miss Sakuya without having succeeded in her task... No, best to keep searching. And that meant...
"Ah-ha, knew you couldn't resist!" The woman she had bought the book from called as Meiling walked up to the HSE, her face as red as her hair. "Tell you what, ask for the 'Caught by the Shrine Husband' scenario'! It's right up your alley!" It took all Meiling had to not turn right around then and there.
Meiling pushed the door open and was surprised to bump into a woman with hair the colour of fire. She looked down, deliberately not meeting Meiling's eyes, then pushed past Meiling and disappeared into the distance. Confused, Meiling pushed through the doors and looked around. A room designed with extravagance in mind, but it felt like it was trying at it, while Remi's designs for the mansion exuded effortlessness.
At the counter, up a small set of steps, there was a green haired woman leaning against the counter, boredom etched on her face. "Huh? Whazzat?" She looked like she'd just snapped out of a deep daydream. "Oh, cust'mer?"

"Um, no. Maybe. I'm just looking for a friend." Going by the box strapped to her back, she was a kappa, but her outfit was green instead of the kappa's signature blue. Yamawaro?
"Can't be giving out everyone's personal information, Yanno?" She tapped her fingers against the desk. "Bit rude, isn't it? Some people come here to let off steam. Not the kind that want their name shouted from the rooftops."
Well, that was about as blunt as could be. Meiling fumbled around in the pocket of her shirt, then withdrew a few notes. "I just...really need to know if a purple-haired woman with bad eyes came in here. Hair like this?" She scrunched up her hair again.
The Yamawaro stared at her for several long, drawn out seconds. Meiling pressed both hands on the table, the money hidden underneath. "Are you sure you can't help me?"
After a long enough wait to make Meiling's heart pound, the Yamawaro placed her hands just in front of Meiling's. Meiling pulled her hands back, and quick as a flash, the bribe was gone. "Can't be revealing cust'mer info, Miss." She said cheerfully. "Not 'less I think they might be in danger. And there was a tired-looking purple girl in here recently. Haven't seen her come out, so she might still be in there." The Yamawaro narrowed her eyes. "You a friend?" Meiling nodded. "Hang about." The green-haired woman got up from the chair and disappeared through a door.
Meiling was nervous enough to begin tapping her fingers against the desk herself. What the hell was she doing there? There was no one in the corridor, but there was a waiting room just down the steps and even though no one could see her from the reception, she felt like everyone was staring. The offending books in her back - And why had she bought them!? - seemed to be curving space around them, drawing everyone's attention in.
"Boss lady says you can hop in. But yer friend's session's expirin', so you'd better pay up for an extension.."
Meiling's eyes widened. "Huh? Wait, no, I just wanted to-"
"Lady, quit wasting my time. Pay up, quick." The Yamawaro sounded exasperated. Somewhat speechless, Meiling fumbled around in her pocket and pulled out some more money. The Yamawaro took it, then she pointed at a door. "Through there, quick as you like." Sufficiently browbeaten and already far out of her element, Meiling found herself unable to mount much of a defence and walked through the door instead, ending up in some sort of changing room. Racks upon racks of red and white, in all sizes. There were signs above sections of outfits, labelling them by section. Oni, tengu, kappa, foxes, and everything else Meiling could think of. Now that she was here, Meiling was struggling to convince herself that she definitely didn't want to be here, which was absolutely the reason why she walked into the racks of outfits. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, but once she spotted the tags on the outfits, she swallowed nervously. There was 'Yuugi Hoshiguma', and over there, 'Megumu Iizunamaru'.
There wasn't a section that Meiling would be under. After a few moments, Meiling spotted a Miscellaneous section, and it was there that she saw what she'd been worried about. 'Hong Meiling' was cleanly printed above the offending outfit, and it unnerved Meiling to think about how they'd gotten her sizes. She reached out a slightly shaking hand to poke the outfit. It swayed, but did nothing else. Eventually, she worked up the nerve to put down the paper bag of lewd books and pick the outfit up from the rail. There was something about the flow of energy coming from it that unnerved her, but it was just clothing, right? Patchouli would probably know.
But she couldn't NOT do it, could she? It was what you were supposed to do here, right? There were changing rooms just to the side, and before Meiling could let her nerve slip, she was inside and undressing. The outfit was definitely her exact size, though a little more form-fitting than anything else. It made Meiling feel a little weird, so she took a few moments to close her eyes and rely on her Tai Chi breathing practices. It helped to calm her down. It was awfully embarrassing, but she was in too deep to stop, so with a bright blush across her face and clutching the paper bag in front of her like a shield, Meiling stepped back out of the changing rooms.
"There y'are." The Yamawaro said, her hands on her hips. "Some of you take ages in there. Waste of my time. Right, what course d'you want? Some people get weird and decide they they want to-"
"Just the basics, please!" Meiling burst out, not wanting to dig herself in any deeper than she already had. "Um, can you keep this behind the counter...?" She offered the bag, and after a moment, the Yamawaro took it.with a slight grimace.
"Sit there, wait until your number's called." The Yamawaro handed her a slip of paper and shooed her away.
Meiling sat, then buried her face in her hands. She'd just been looking for Patchouli.
How the hell had she ended up entering a brothel?

>>45079352
if Reimu dies, the hag must die with her
It would be unacceptable for Reimu to be killed off, only for Yukari to merely get sealed away for a measly few centuries, a span of time that is nothing to an immortal

>>45079627
>>45079622
Hilarious, I wish patchy anon could come back and finish up his story

>>45079656
I don't see Yukari dying by the end of this story, mostly because I'm sure she can't through conventional means. As well, she's still the sage in charge maintaining the barrier which means she can't just be killed off willy nilly without affecting things greatly.

>>45079352
>>45079656
While it could be fitting, it's just weird when you consider just how goofy this whole incident is. The truth in the grand scheme of things is only known to a handful of people, and if Reimu dies she'll be known as the Miko who died fighting a brothel to rescue a male prostitute.
The best turn out for her I think is giving it her all and getting badly hurt in the process due to the fact that she's just too old to keep up with her monstrous power; she is still just a Human. This then marks the turn of her character to others as the old mu would keep struggling and refuse to give up, but she decides to pass the torch—or Gohei in this case—and acknowledge Hana that it's her time to step up and abdicate her role as Shrine Maiden. Hana, only knowing her Mother for her violence and vanity could see this change of character and that it's completely sincere. What she does with this afterwards is up to her, she might not forgive but their relationship could hopefully change for the better.
And if you want some sort of permanent consequence, maybe she could be paralyzed in her legs and bound to one of Okina's spare wheelchairs and goes back to sitting down.

>>45078872
Drunkard anon is going to become Suika's squeeze once he goes to Gensokyo
His ribs will not survive

Cirno 10

Been trying to write something everyday, so I made a Cirno filler chapter.
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The cold December mountain air blew past the pair as a Mishaguji swam through the ground, exposing the top half of its body, covered in pristine white scales, so Cirno and Suwako ran their hands against while they sat on their legs, Cirno’s stump has fully regrown now.

Suwako smiled lazily as they did so, even after all of these centuries she had never failed to enjoy doing this, and people never failed to be impressed by adorable Mishas, although they hated being called that. “Ya’ see these here, my Mishaguji, could also be considered ex-fairies due to being harvest gods, although that was early enough in history they wouldn’t even resemble the fairies of today,” Suwao said as stars appeared in Cirno’s eyes.

“Wow!” Cirno exclaimed as she continued to run her hand over the irate curse snake, before thinking for a moment. ”So, they’ve been like this since you got them?” The real question she asked was obvious, ‘why hadn't they grown’

Suwako shakes her hand in a so-so motion. “Well, growth really depends on the circumstances you find yourself in. After I subjugated them I placed part of myself in them in order to cement my position as a curse god. I don’t really allow them to do much anyway. Dismissing the Mishaguji, Suwako’s expression grew nostalgic, the eyes on her hat half-lidded, looking to the sky. “For myself, I started out like we all do, a base spirit that solidified into a fairy, after that it was a lot of allying and fighting, things we and still are pretty brutal in the outside world for fairies, youkai, and gods.” Her expression grew even more distant as she stood, looking out on the Moriya shrine’s lake she said. “Remind me to punch Kanako next time I see her.”

“So?...” Cirno trailed off as she flew next to her, Suwako didn’t exactly answer her question.

Still looking out on the lake rather than Cirno, Suwako spoke. “You’ll do fine, your un-ice-like attitude and instability will probably help you here. It took you decades to compare to the centuries I spent becoming a god, who knows where you’ll be a hundred years from now. “

“Un-ice-like?” Crino tilted her head, ‘Why can’t people be more straightforward? They always make things to Confusing.’ Even Okina vexed Cirno most of the time.

“Like I said earlier, I have no idea where you come from, the Misty Lake only freezes seasonally but you're around all year so it can’t be that, and it can’t be Youkai Mountain either, since you’re barely ever here. Not to mention you're barely even ice-like, if I had to make a guess just on your personality I'd say spring or summer fairy, not ice.” Suwako shook her head, turning from the lake and away from CIrno’s direction to walk back towards the living space behind the shrine.

“Is that bad?” Cirno asked she didn't understand everything Suwako was saying but it worried her.

Suwao shrugged as she walked, “Maybe, I dunno, I don’t go around inspecting and raising random fairies into godhood.” Suwako sounded too bitter to Cirno as she said that.

They reached the living space mostly in silence after that. Swinging open the door, Suwako yells "Sanae!" Suwako grew a mischievous expression, "Me and your senpai are here, you better have something ready for us!" Suwako chuckled as she said that.

Flying after her down the hall, Cirno came to a realization. "Hey Suwako? Where did Sanae come from?" Suwako stopped in her tracks.

“Huh?” It was like a shadow had been cast over the entire room as an aura began to radiate from Suwako.

“Like how’d you grow the parts, I know I don’t have them, and who was he?” Cirno’s question was completely innocent, without an inch of any other emotion on her face.

Suwako stood there, unanswering as she thought about the question, still emanating the same killing force before she opened her mouth and spoke. “As you persist more in faith, people will think of you more as a person and less as a fairy, you’ll grow into it. Also again, remind me to punch Kanako.” Suwako marched away towards the dining room, leaving Cirno only slightly less confused than before.

“Just be careful falling in love with and getting attached to humans, okay Cirno.” She could only nod in response.

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If you know why Suwako is acting strange, you know. Also if it isn't clear enough, Faeries are basically children and gods are basically adults, base spirits or just spirit are basically newborns. I also wanted to set up or foreshadow how Cirno might react in how Suwako is here.
When Suwako refers to decades versus centuries she's talking about how long it took each of them to start to become a god, not that Cirno is equal to current Suwako in strength, she's not, Cirno is basically a tween or teen here to an adult like Suwako.

>>45079836
That is poetic and all but you fail to take into account the sheer levels of sin she's in. She has spent about the last 20 years being her worst possible self and now that she's lost everything she's faced with a regret so deep its killed her inside.
As well it wouldn't matter what others think, its her husband and everyone knows it. Everyone will eventually know Yukari's sins as well.
All in all Reimu dying to free her husband would be the most meaningful sacrifice she could make and a final tag team with her daughter would go a long way to 'passing the gohei' as well.

I don't think there's any future for Reimu unless Yukari's plan actually works and they get back together. Though it'd be another 40 years of pain for Anon once Reimu relapses. Or Hana snaps and kills her own mother when she sees Reimu attacking him again.

>>45079622
>>45079627
kek, Meiling is so fucking cute man. Just imagining a 6'0 feet tall buffed redhead getting all embarrassed and peer pressured by a tiny kappa is too funny
thanks for this piece, anon!

>>45079656
It's easy to forget this whole thing started with a brothel specializing in cosplay rape in a cheap replica of the Hakurei Shrine. Yukari needs to be put down, but in a way that shows her the error of her ways while keeping around the Sage of Gensokyo that maintains the whole barrier. Reimu floating herself to death is still too funny to me. Passing on the Hakurei God's orbs to Hana and losing her blessing as the Hakurei miko would be a good way to have Reimu lose something while redeeming herself. She's been the Hakurei shrine maiden for all her life and now she's just as much of a human as Anon, who she lost too.
There's also the B plot of Anon's avalanche of children and women who want to pin him down and forcibly marry him. It'd be a bit of whiplash to go from his wife and abuser's death to romance shenanigans. This spinoff of a spinoff of a fanfic has been poking the line between Grimsokyo and Sexsokyo, but I think's it's been strongly in the latter for most of it's life. A downer ending would be kinda meh.

>>45079934
>A downer ending would be kinda meh
The best part of this story is how well it walks the line. It is cute, grim, and lewdsokyo all at the same time. By the way of Hana and Reimu their endings will be filled with suffering no matter what.
Anon's ending will be filled with 20 years worth of repressed torture catching up to him all at once as he's finally free but now has to live in the hell he's been placed.
On top of that you have the women and children in his life who all want to claim him as their own and more than a few that genuinely love him.

Any ending is going to have to weave all that together and while it will be part downer ending it will also be an ending that shows many other sides as well.

>>45079877
>If you know why Suwako is acting strange, you know
I have a feeling I know but I don't want to broach it in fear of ruining any possible surprises.
Unless we're talking a part of Suwako's mythology here. In which case I'm clueless

i just want this to bee over so we can go back to having normal hana threads

>>45079622
>>45079627

Oh no. I hope Meling can keep things pure. Patchouli would never let her hear the end of it if she wound up falling to lust.

>>45080003
Patchy is busy getting pampered and talking about niche outsider books with Anon.

>>45079934
>It'd be a bit of whiplash to go from his wife and abuser's death to romance shenanigans
That and the last time Anon ever saw Reimu was during the Hana story and didn't say goodbye. Having her die, while tragic, would kill off any possibility of closure they could have in their putting their broken relationship behind them, and yeah it would put a downer mood on the subsequent romance plot(s). Being able to say goodbye to her while being on equal terms, and Reimu choosing to let him go could be a good bit of closure for Anon and let them both move on in a high note.
Though if Reimu was to die you could hold her death off to individual endings and let writers choose what to do with her by leaving her life or death/dying status during the climax ambiguous. That way in a potential case where she does die, they both might be able to see eachother one last time and you could write a long sappy scene from that.

>>45080018
That's why she'll be annoyed when Meiling wanders up and drags him to the bedroom. Dumb Gatekeeper had to fall of the obvious trap and ruin one of Patchy's few positive social experiences with someone outside the SDM.

>>45080099
mad cause bad

>>45080092
Personally I'd be partial to it all being said during or post final fight but thats me being dramatic

>>45078389 (5/5—p4)
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Her eyes grew confused and, even though the silences, this was the first time today Ms. Reimu was speechless. “When I asked him about y-you—” I stuttered, mind struggling and body begging for respite—this whole situation and the amount of stress makes me want to puke. “—and the things you did… He was sad and heartbroken—” her face bitterly contorted into anger and then heartbreak, all in the span of a second. “—but, when I asked if he missed you… He said he does! He does!” The unnamed rage of before returned, and my tiny palms clenched. “He misses when you were a good person—the very thing you're striving to become now—and you want to commit suicide?!”

Even though the words left me, I couldn't make the connection. I only know Mr. Anon will get sad if she dies.

“Chen…” She gulped something down, turning her eyes away from me, body physically reacting as if wounded before the words could leave her; “It won't last—”

“It doesn't need to!” I leave her arms, and they fall flat, her wide eyes following my motions. “Staying the same is impossible! If things remain the same… Then how can you stop someone when they're wrong?!” My mind flashed to Yukari's cold gaze. “Have you ever talked about those things with Mr. Anon? Asked his thoughts? Help? No! You just kept it all to yourself without seeking help—because that's what powerful people do! They move away from you, no matter how much you love them—they never share anything with you because they don't want to worry you, but you just worry so much more—and if Ms. Kogasa had never shown me things have to keep on changing, then I'd keep following Yukari; trying to mend my family and failing, and failing, and failing—egotistical, STUPID adults can never look down and see who they have by their side, who are there to love them and help—” My face hurt, the tears were so thick, and I was getting dizzy—

Strong arms caught me before I fell to the ground, and Ms. Reimu's face had this immense confusion, like trying to digest a million things at the same time…

Regaining my balance, I left her arms and stumbled to the parcel, the older woman following my movements and getting on her knees by the destroyed kotatsu. With no more tears to shed and a head full of cotton, I gently picked up the parcel and extended it to the dumbfounded miko. Ms. Reimu looked at me, then at the parcel and, carefully, opened it…

And, calmly, lifted the red and white scarf. The construction was, at best, a mess: It started smooth but then became all bumpy and heavy, with a general air of sadness to it, the threads getting even more troubled down the line until it suddenly stopped—embroidered at the very tip of the scarf, a pattern of circles with wavy lines crossing them, ending the knitted ware in lovely, warm note… It was a clashing design, and the colored threads didn't blend as well or expertly as Mr. Anon's knitting.

Her puzzled eyes seemed to grow in size, and whatever a million thoughts Ms. Reimu had faded into a single one—

“—it's beautiful…” She whispered, feeling the threads and bringing the scarf to her face, smelling it, frowning—then, tears—

Conscience heavy, I hugged her, tight to never let go, “… When you lose strength, Ms. Reimu, and are feeling weak—please… Come talk to me. To Mr. Anon. Let us know how you're feeling and how we can help you—you don't need to become the person you were before… You just need to become better.” I turned my face up and stared into her eyes with a burning passion… still, opened a wide, tired smile. “I'm already doing it, hahaha! You're smiling!” She reached her face, eyes widening even more as she traced the line of her trembling, beautiful smile.

She clutched the scarf, teeth bared, smile contorting as if trying to fade, but it just wouldn't go away, a closed hand on her face pressing there as if trying to use force to stop the gigantic, erratic smile; she failed.

Then she opened her eyes. “… Why? I don't deserve this…”

“I don't ask why—I just like to make friends.”

Ms. Reimu stared at me. I stared back… and I knew I was wrong:

These eyes of fear of death, of undying yet broken love, of regret so deep yet with an outlet that otherwise wasn't there, of tiredness and of relief…

These eyes are the truth.

I don't know if she still considers suicide…

… If so, I'll be there to help my friend.

Ms. Reimu hugged me back, holding the scarf as if the most precious thing, the warmth of her arms soothing my weary mind. It was like being protected by a big, comfy pillow, coupled with the laughs piercing the crying, and it was just the perfect atmosphere to snuggle…

Gravity changed, yet it was still comfortable, a gentle hand brushing the back of my head, my cheek resting on a strong shoulder as my arms clasped around her, her hold firm and true… I felt a sense of déjà vu, yet didn't pay much mind to it; it was just so, so comfortable—

“You've done enough, Kozo—thanks; rest now… And let this stupid adult deal with adult things.”

>>45080741 (extra)
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Chen was gone for some time. I went first to Anon, and she wasn't there. I looked and looked around, fear growing like a worry seed. She was nowhere in the HSE, and despite my growing panic, I paused and tried to think where she might've been—I remembered the bakeneko furiously knitting a scarf of red and white these last days, eyes wide and focused like nothing I'd ever seen her do before.

Within a moment, I was at the Hakurei Shrine, ready to scream Chen's name—

Then my ears heard a soft, whispered lullaby.

One I've heard before.

With my arms conjoined and eyes curious, I walked around the shrine, getting to the back, and—there they are…

Walking around the veranda with slow, rhythmical movements, the golden, orange, and red of the sunset reflecting on the pond’s surface and bathing them in a beautiful hue, Reimu swung Chen up and down, the sleeping bakeneko's face a bit red and with visible residual tears, clinging to the woman for dear life—Reimu, however, was the most peaceful I've ever seen her, wearing that scarf Chen was knitting and whispering the lullaby…

… The same one Anon sang to Chen the first time we three met, and Chen made a promise.

I smiled, feeling warm inside and, using a gap, left silently.

>>45080756
>>45080741
Ouch, my heart... Well at least things are looking better for the 'mu.
Chen heals all!

>>45079995
You know what? fuck it, this thing isn't ending anytime soon
>>45081085
I dunno if the OG guy is even here or he's still on vacation but if you wanna continue the good & normal ending route then here you go

>>45079877
>If you know why Suwako is acting strange, you know.
thanks for the blueballs, I like them.
but it's nice to see Cirno and Suwako interacting with a kind of mentor/student dynamic, though that's a first I see a bootcamp for gods.

>>45080756
>>45080741

I haven't kept up, is anon banging daughterwife Hama yet?

>>45081558
that was 6 threads ago, Anon
Hana is banging her dog now

>>45080741
>>45080756
Chen is such a force of good in this world.

>>45081591
she's banging her dog in an attempt to quell her intense desire to bang her dad again
it is not working and her kink for sin is driving her into worse and worse situations

>>45062069 (3/3)
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Yukari moaned loudly and, with one hand, would press my face harder on her pussy or massage my scalp, purring like a cat, all while pulling the chain of light connected to Anon's neck, making it impossible for him to stop thrusting his dick inside my pussy. I held her thighs, hot and shivering, eating the juice that'd leak and adoring her femininity, mind clouded by oni lust and pure sexual energy, the hard dick in and out, in and out—oh, oh~—not helping one bit.

Such a submissive position, head between her legs, a dick pounding me from behind—if stories of this were leaked, how would my reputation suffer? As hermit and sage? The thought alone made me eat Yukari's pussy with a newfound hunger, biting on her clit, “Oh, my! An oni never disappoints… Although you may need a performance booster, Anon~” Her upper half disappeared inside a gap, and I turned, the dick inside of me grinding like crazy as I now lay my nape on Yukari's pussy, heavy-breathing.

I watched as she appeared behind Anon, giggling and amused, caressing his neck and pressing her tits on his back, one arm rising and hiding his eyes. Yukari shared a look with me before Anon's neck tensed—a gap?—and a syringe appeared out of a gap and, mercilessly, punctured his neck—

His muffled howl of agony as his whole body tensed up made my body shiver with desire, his grasp on my hips growing out of proportion as Yukari whispered something in his ear—AH! Anon suddenly was pumping me like a machine and I can swear I fainted for a moment, a hand stimulating all my sensitive parts and, oh—by the Dragon God, this is goddamn Heaven~

His nostrils were bleeding, and a lot; Yukari's finger brushed the blood and sucked on it with finesse. She disappeared from behind him, hands catching the sides of my head before a warm, honeyed mouth laddered with sweet blood was kissing mine fervently; the dick didn't slow a second, Yukari's long and slender fingers were now playing with my nipples and—

Ah, I'm cumming, my back arching, drooling on her mouth and holding her head and not letting it go away, fucking Anon's dick just as much as he fucked me, and I'm so, so close, legs quivering, I just need the hot cum inside me and, oh, it's pulsing; it's almost there—

And Yukari was moaning before throwing my head to the side like a paper bag, getting up and sitting on my face—my eyes went wide with the taste of cum. This woman was really gapping away his cum as his dick pulsated deep inside of me? So greedy… Yet I drank the overflowing white gold with just as much covetousness as it filled her womb, trying my hardest not to cross my legs with the orgasmic waves and rip Anon in half, Yukari's thighs edging to crush my skull.

Panting, Yukari got up, pussy all drenched and legs wobbly, pulling me and Anon to her—his flowing blood, cum, and our saliva melting together as our three mouths connected in a sloppy kiss, hands groping all over the place—Anon's trembled, my femininity already ready for more as I heard a small sob. “Ah… You'll have to forgive me, Ibarakasen~” Yukari began, the first to leave the three-way kiss and getting up—one gap, and she was as clean as if just out of the shower, the sight of her warm pussy just at eye level calling to me… She dodged my needy hands with excellence, her eyes playful. “It seems, in my haste, I took your egg with me. I think I'll be keeping it; not like you have a use for it—oh, well, I think I owe Eirin a visit. Blood is a bad sign, after all.” A gap and Anon's nose was not bleeding anymore. “Have fun without me~”

A gap, she was dressed; another, she was gone.

Panting and recovering from my orgasm, I looked at the roof, glancing at Anon to the side, the friend I've known for two decades now, holding a forearm over his eyes, body sprawled, apparently crying…

My pussy dripped, mad at the lack of cum inside my womb.

… Yet another part of me, one clouded and muffled, cried together with Anon. It was promptly ignored as I sat on him, pulling the light chain to call his attention before sensually laying on his body, squashing my tits on his scarred chest, holding his cheeks, my face hovering centimeters above his, pink hair a curtain—just us~—his tensed-up breathing flipping all my right switches; “You didn't cum inside me. You tried, but Yukari is a greedy bastard~”

I kissed his face, drinking his blood and tears—

“Kasen… Can you hear my voice?” His voice is so weak, it makes me so wet.

“Yes, dear, I—”

“I'm talking to Kasen, not you,” he cuts me, which doesn't spark joy, yet I frown, staring at his face—huh? Water was falling on his cheeks…? “I know you're listening, Kasen…”

One of my hands went up, feeling around my eyes.

I’m crying.

“… And I don't blame you. I do not.” And then he closed his eyes…

I looked at him, my body a statue…

… My hand went down, squeezing his dick.

“I want my cum, Anon.” And I sat on his dick with enough force to crush his hips. He howled in pain, and my crying didn't stop.

This seesaw of fluff and tragedy is great. I'm ready for the story to wrap up, but I still want more. It's been a ride.

I wonder how furiously Hana would seethe if she'd to discover her mother is treating an youkai she has known personally for just a month much better than she treated Hana herself throughout her whole life

>>45082418
I honestly think that what Yukari's done to Kasen might be worse than what she's done to Anon himself
Anon can at least blame Yukari, and he still has his mind
Kasen's screaming inside her own head and her entire body is betraying her, but she can't stop herself and Yukari's just enjoying it happen
She needs a happy ending just as much as anon does

>>45082418
>It seems, in my haste, I took your egg with me
Did Yukari impregnate herself with Kasen's Oni egg and Anon'sperm?
Devious, I love this psycho gappy.

>>45082595
I find it funny, my idea was for Reimu to become a feral Youkai due to her racism and hatred, and being used as a WMD by Yukari. Then Hana would have to kill feral!Reimu. But I wanted to see what other people would do instead, and didn't think people would like it. So Reimu being helped by her love for a Youkai and becoming more human due to that is basically the opposite of what I had planned her for.
t.Notnazanon

>>45082654
Keeping the fertility pills in mind, Anon would have to be on the enhancers in order to counter the blocker pills.This means not only that Yukari gapped the fertilized Kasen egg, but that every load Anon pumps into the oni for the rest of the night is guaranteed to knock her up. It was a Sage twofer, it was.
Unless Yukari jobs so hard she forgot to dose Anon with the right shit. Probably not but it would be funny.

>>45082769
or maybe Yukari never closed the gap inside Kasen's pussy
Anon is ded

>>45082654
Yukari, some time from now:
https://youtu.be/nVakO0Iq-Zk

>>45082624
Yukari will get what she fucking deserves soon enough

>>45072028


I dropped down and felt the grass between my fingers. It felt real. I pulled at them and felt them come up, dirt shaking off of them as I lifted them up. It was real grass all right. I went over to the tree and gave one of the branches a shake. It bent just like a real branch and the leaves rustled, a few loose ones floating down to the ground. It was real as well. Then I turned my gaze upwards to see nothing but the evening sky. Was this entire place built around some sort of garden? It didn’t seem like a brothel to me. With my back back blocked, I made my way through the trees, being careful not to trip in the fading light. Maybe Ir was some sort of game whee I was supposed to chase him though the forest and catch him before anything could happen, like that one story about the hunter that lived on the island. That did seem like something youkai would enjoy. I was at a disadvantage than, my legs were a lot shorter then Anon’s and I hadn't been getting expertise lately although I promised myself I would. But when I pushed past the treeline, It all clicked.


There was a replica of the Hakurei Shrine just a short distance away. I was too far away to judge all the details, but it seemed very accurate. There was the torii gate, and the pathway leading up to the shrine, and the building itself. Everything was exactly as I remembered it. I stepped onto the path and made my way towards the shrine. I couldn’t help but feel a nostalgia wash over me. It was so long ago that I used to enjoy going up this path to the shrine. Reimu had seemed so cool to me back then, an idol almost. There were the festivals, or the banquets with friends, or just going over to discuss a few things. But those fun times were long gone, and this wasn’t the Hakurei shrine. Focus on your goal, Kosuzu! As I get nearer to the shrine, I hear something drop out of a tree. Turning my head, I see a small girl running towards me. As she got closer, it was then I noticed the twin tails and her cat ears. Another youkai. I braced myself for impact but she ran by me and opened the door to the shrine.


“Anon, someone is here!” She said, dropping down to the floor to stretch.


After a few moments, Anon appeared out from one of the doors. “Kosuzu? What are you doing here?” He asked as he moved towards me. He looked just as he did when I last saw him, although the outfit was new. It was a jinbei, but I’d near seen any so revealing. It definitely made it hard to ignore his new choice of career. It might have normally been rather exciting, but with me being a married woman and the revealed skin showing off scars, no doubt from his wife, I couldn’t feel it. But it was still rather nice. I think I saw one of the stalls outside selling outfits like this, maybe if I bought one for my husband-No he would just get mad if I tried. Dangit Kosuzu, focus! You’ve got better things to do!


“I’m just here to see you Anon, I thought you might want to talk and see what books we have to check out instead of having to run a message through someone else” I handed over the small catalog of our stock I had prepared and waited for him to take it. He took it from my hand and placed it down at the table. A small smile broke out on his face. “Would you like some tea? I still have a few things out so I can just whip it up”

"Oh, tea would be nice, thank you" Anon nodded and ducked behind a door- that would be the kitchen if the layout here was still the same. As I took my seat, the small cat scooted over to me and started to thumb through the catalog.

"Do you have any books in spiders? Me and Anon are doing an experiment on them so I have to know more so it'll be a success" She asked as she thumbed through the pages, eyes primed for any mention of arachnids. "Oh and knitting! I need to get better at knitting!"

I took it from her and flipped to the correct pages. "Here is a book on spiders and other insects, you might like that, and here is a good book on how to learn how to knit. I've read that one so I can tell you it's good"

The cats mouth widens. "Oh, I'll take them. But I don't get an allowance so I have to ask for money" Just as quickly, her smile turns into a pout.

"I'll just bill this place as I usually do, don't worry about it. Just treat the books right. Are you a friend of Anon?" I asked. She seemed too innocent to be a client, could she like being here for him?

She nods. "I'm Chen. Just Chen. I'm his friend, yes"

"Well that's good to hear. I'm Kosuzu, nice to meet you, Chen" we chatted for a few minutes, about things she caught on the fake shrine grounds, how my job worked, until we were interrupted by Anon returning from the kitchen. He placed down a platter with two tea cups and a plate of tea cakes.

"Sorry, the cakes are a little stale. But it's better then just tossing them out, right?" He placed my cup in front of me and I took a sip. He took the catalog and started to browse through it.

>>45065142 (16/?)

Shinki and Yuuka are chattering about this and that as the three make their way through Makai, but Mima isn’t really listening. She can’t get the little Hakurei out of her head. The older brat is finished, her behavior more than makes clear that she’s no better than her predecessors. Is Hana doomed to the same fate? Well in some ways she already is better than her mother. Or rather, she never had the opportunity to sink into hatred of her own accord.

Still, despite the cynicism and bitterness… no because of the cynicism and bitterness, Mima can see a bit of herself in the girl. Is she already trapped on the path that damned Mima? Can she escape the cycle of suffering?

As Mima sinks deeper into such thoughts, a firm but gentle hand grips her shoulder, “Which of your girls has you worried?”

Looking up, Mima stares at Shinki in confusion, “What are you talking about.”

Shinki gives a patronizing smile as she replies, “You got that look. The kind Yuuka has when she’s talking about a flower she’s tending doing poorly and Sariel has when fretting over a child of Makai.”

Mima tuts internally. Shinki was a master in the mothering business so obviously she wouldn’t be able to slip anything by her. Sighing, Mima states, “It’s the Hakurei girl, Hana. I-I’m worried that she’s following a similar path I did back then.”

Yuuka seems to fall into deep thought at that, but Shinki is ready with a response, “I can’t speak specifics because I’ve not yet met the girl, though I should see to doing that soon. Nevertheless, I don’t have to be a genius to deduce she’s confused and going through a lot of pain. That’s going to be the case until this situation is over and even then… Either way, all you can do is be there for her and not let her lose sight of what matters.”

Mima nods, “Yeah. I get that, but still…”

Shinki gives a tired smile, “No logical argument is going to make you feel any better. It’s because you care, just do what you can.”

Emerging from her stupor Yuuka nods before abruptly stating, “Hana is a good girl.”

Shooting Yuuka an odd look, Shinki nods, “Yeah, what Yuuka said. She’s held strong through the worst of it. With the end of this nightmare in sight things should be looking up.”

Mima is silent as thinks. What more is there to do than to cut out the root of the problem? Easier said than done given said problem is Yukari, but when has Mima ever let that stop her?

Hoping to change the topic, Mima looks at many new additions to Makai whose designs seem foreign, “So what have you been doing with the place while I’ve been gone?”

Shinki shrugs, “This and that. Electrifying Makai was a major endeavor. Tightening security was another big thing, too many people thought they waltz right in and take things or pick fights. Given, present company excluded, those aren’t the kinds of people we want around, I’ve been warding the realm against intrusion. Besides that… Lousie left and is off somewhere.”

Mima raises a brow at that, “Somewhere? Given how you are with Alice, I’d have assumed you would have a tracker on her or something.”

Shinki shoots back, “When did I say I didn’t? But no, Louise and Alice are different matters. Some of my creations can go out and brave the world alone and others… need a little bit more nurturing. I exchange letters with Louise occasionally, but all in all she’s an independent girl.”

Mima nods, “I can see that, Alice is good with magic but…”

Shinki quickly turns to Yuuka and shifts the conversation again, “Yuuka, it’s been a while. How have you been? Anything big happen?”

Yuuka looks away, “I… the Garden of the Sun is growing.”

Shinki half-heartedly replies, “Ah, that’s good. Anything… else?”

Yuuka begins to blush, “That fairy Cirno hasn’t been around in a while. It’s nice since she sometimes freezes flowers and I have to kill her. I uhh… I’ve also have been training Marisa and Alice.”

Shinki’s damned patronizing smile returns as she replies, “So I’ve heard.”

There is a lull in the conversation as the three reach Pandemonium and Shinki leads the way through the crystalline halls of the castle before stopping outside a room deep in the fortress’ bowels.

Gesturing for her two companions to enter Shinki is quite smug as she states, “I’ve been working on this ever since our conversation at Alice’s house. I’m quite proud of the results.”

>>45083103 (17/?)

The room is relatively normal or what passes for normal down here if you ignore the dot in the middle of the room. Dot might not be the right word, but Mima can’t quite describe the ball of magical energy. It is both stagnatory and in flux, a state that would seem ridiculous if Mima wasn’t looking at it.

Grasping for words Mima asks, “What… What is that?”

Shinki puffs up in pride as she replies, “Pure potential condensed down for convenient use. At the moment it is filled with… well not infinite, but a lot of potential forms that it could take when it is forced to… define itself. In this state, it’d be an incomprehensible point without boundaries to Yukari, while we can design the perfect battleground to defeat her. Speaking of, don’t worry about her listening in. I’ve rigged Pandemonium to make a very unpleasant sound if its boundaries begin to warp.”

Yuuka seems to process this all faster than Mima as she soon asks, “This thing is supposed to be a battlefield?”

Shinki grins, “The potential form I am cultivating is that of a pocket dimension. One that’s laws are perfectly suited to minimize our enemies’ power and maximize our own. In addition, I plan to have a ritual set up within it to wholly engulf Yukari’s project, which should entirely bypass whatever protections she has set up.”

Frankly, Mima was astonished. Shinki was not one to boast unless she believed she was correct if her plan worked... Of course, Mima quickly schooled her expression to prevent Shinki from getting an even larger ego, “You plan to have a ritual that should work?”

Shinki fumbles over her words, caught off guard by the question, “W-Well it’s not done so I cannot say for certain it will work. B-but I have found no reason as to why it wouldn’t. As to why I haven’t finished it, well some of the parts fall out of my area of expertise, so I’ll allow you to handle such things.”

Yuuka sounds less than convinced, “How? While I’m confident in my abilities to complete most of what you have planned, I don’t have any experience working with…”

At that, Yuuka gestures vaguely towards the point in the middle of the room.

Mima adds, “And even if we could figure out how to configure the ball of ‘potential’ as you call it, how do you intend to engulf Yukari’s creation all the way from Makai?”

Shinki huffs, “One question at a time. It’s not too hard to work with, it just needs very precise adjustments. I can get into the technicals soon. As to how I intend to do the ritual from Makai, that’s simple. We’ll have Mima out in the village to act as the link for the ritual.”

Mima is astonished. Serving as the link for the ritual while being on the other side of the border of Makai? Pointing out the obvious Mima asks, “Wouldn’t that place the point of failure in the most danger? All it’d take are any of the more powerful players in Gensokyo fighting seriously for me to lose control of the ritual and from there who knows what the cascade of miscasting spells would do.”

Shinki shrugs, “It’s a possibility, but we don’t have many better options if we want to keep this secret until the last second, which is the only way this could possibly work. All we’d need to do is have our allies distract Yukari’s forces long enough for the ritual to go off. From there we’ll have a massive advantage.”

Yuuka interjects with uncharacteristic seriousness, “And what’s the plan if things do not go perfectly? Are we really banking Anon’s rescue on everything just happening to turn out right?”

Shinki shakes her head, clearly growing frustrated by the barrage of questions, “If the spell doesn’t work, I’ll tear open gates between Makai and the Village. Before you say anything, Yukari obviously would be able to close those gates. Still, we don’t have many options when fighting someone of her caliber. At that point our only real hope would be to rush her down and defeat her with overwhelming numbers, unless anyone has any better ideas?”

There’s a long drawn-out silence as Mima and Yuuka attempt to avoid looking at Shinki, which is made rather difficult due to the reflective nature of the room’s walls and doors. Finally, after the situation gets unbearably awkward, Shinki continues, “Hearing nothing, I think we should move on to how to work with the point rather than trying to tear down the carefully constructed plans of others. Are we all in agreement?”

Mima and Yuuka’s affirmations in response were not particularly enthusiastic.

There we go! The grand magician plan. Because if you have magic and time to prepare and you still enter a fight on equal footing, you're an idiot.

I kinda want Mima to go yell at Reimu before telling her that killing herself will in fact not bring closure to her estranged family, though I suppose I'll leave her fate to Ran's writer.

>>45083141
Gensokyo lands in Makai in 3.. 2.. 1... 0!
MIMA, SHINKI, YUUKA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!

>>45082863
she's not tiring until she has AT LEAST three babies
https://files.catbox.moe/4vj2oh.webm

>>45083248
holy fuck anon that's beautiful

>>45082902
ah, Anon, Chen and Suzu: healing… after the Kasen one, this is good for the soul

>>45081591
This imagine gives me a need for a Suika, Hana, and Aunn threesome.

>>45083141
>second spoiler
Honestly I'd do it anyway for the fluff. Reimu seems to have resolved herself and is on a better path thanks to animal therapy, so it could be a bit of comedy for another person to show up to "help" when the problems been more or less fixed. It also wouldn't hurt to have their first meeting since she was sealed. It'd be a good idea to see what the Ranfag has more intended for her or if she's in place for the end though.

>>45083141
>second spoiler
please do, it'll be funny as fuck
these “magicians” are gonna have a nice surprise
>>45083352
I don't have much with Reimu, just something with Aya and maybe Hana, depending on what Hanafag does, and maybe some fluff here and there. Otherwise, she's pretty much set up already.

the kasen chapter's got me more sad than even the hana degeneration show
who's gonna save her...?

>>45083667
I got the right guy on my fast line; one call, one therapy, Kasen is good as new

>>45083248
>can't get pregnant
>"[...]must more blood be shed?"
yeah that's Yukari indeed

>>45083337
Suika would never fuck Reimu's daughter, though

>>45084320
She could, theoretically, but oni value consent

y'know it's kinda impressive how basically every game from 1-19 have a representative in this story

>>45084560
Anons grasped far and wide for their waifus

>>45083248
Yukari getting worse and worse as she continues to try and fail to get pregnant is honestly my favorite part of these threads.

Which I choose to interpret as her own powers working against her, as while she does desire a child, what she *really* wants is to be loved, and she subconsciously realizes her actions are truly heinous and as far removed from the loving relationship she desires as imaginable, so her body ends up doing everything in its power to prevent her from getting pregnant.

>>45086245
I still believe in Eirin's hypothesis, but yours is nice, it helps me to be a better apologist for the evil woman

>>45086245
I think that somewhere, deep down in the recesses of her mind where she never looks, there's still an echo of Maribel Hearn doing whatever she can to limit Yukari Yakumo's actions
And I wouldn't worry about Yukari having a child, because she doesn't seem particularly interested in loving them, she just wants someone to love her without needing magical compulsion, and as you might imagine, your parent wanting love from you in return for not much at all never works out well for anyone involved
Give it another twenty years and Yukari's child will probably hate her and not want to speak to her, and most of gensokyo will consist of children born from rape

>>45087241
Look man, there's no way I can't be worried about Ultra Fatherless Rinnosuke with a grudge against their shitty-ass mom who only really cares in Gensokyo.
Unless Yukari puts them down (which would mean admitting a mistake), that kid is going to do everything in their power to fuck up Gensokyo and anyone living in it, just to spite Yukari.

She must never get pregnant for the sake of everyone else. The horde of rape babies will manage to at least pursue normal happiness, but Yukari would spawn the worst nightmare Gensokyo has ever seen.

I just realized
Is Yuuka, the model Mom Hu, really one of the only ones that isn't pregnant?

>>45087358
she is one of the many that adopted Hana, even though Hana doesn't know yet

>>45087398
unacceptable
The flower needs her own little sunshines to light up her day
its what she deserves

>>45087416
Cirno is going go turn the garden of the sun into a solid block of ice and you're going to like it!
Cirno will have her vengeance against the flower hag!

>>45087443
Hey there, ever heard of Cirnoball?
It's like baseball, but instead of running bases, you try and get a home run! You win the game by punting Cirno the farthest with an umbrella!
Game start!!

>>45087443
>Cirno is going go turn the garden of the sun into a solid block of i--

>>45087342
Unironically, Anon will try his best to be there for them. He'll probably almost live at the orphanage if not actually do so once he learns the truth.
Sadly its just not physically possible for a human to do so. He'll do his best to love them all, but in the end Youkai are youkai and he'll die long before they finish maturing unless Kasen is successful

(1/1)
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“ARE YOU INSANE?!” I don't recoil from Eirin's tone, much less the audible thud as she hits the stack of papers on the counter, her eyes exuding spite. Mine, of course, remain calm and unaffected. “You want to use another's species ovule—somehow perfectly mixing one of yours, so the kid comes out more you than the oni you got this from—fertilize it, and then grow it inside your womb like it's not an affront to nature?! How much farther you intend to go before just overcoming your own inability and adopting a child?!” My eye twitched, and it took a great deal of self-control to not rip Eirin's throat—we're business partners, after all.

“My, my—you, the researcher, questioning a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Because of some… confrontation with Mother Nature? And after all the pounds of foreign and untested medicine we pumped into a human's body—your last was a fluke, too. While I like the taste of blood, I don't want my man bleeding every time we make love." I felt delight with her face contorting with many thoughts, hand caressing the chin, so easily distracted by her own failures and whatnot. “Why exactly can't you do it, Eirin? Because I think you can.”

She sighed, sinking into the chair, looking sick. I wonder what goes on in her mind—is she blaming me for all this? Precious, although hardly a matter to worry about. She's so deep into her own quicksand of mistakes that trying to point a finger at me would just sink her even more.

“… I can try, Yukari. I can. But can you understand the consequences of this? The oni genetic strand and yours are too far apart, stabilizing and—” her voice had an immense distaste to it. “—merging them with magic… The byproduct—”

“The infant.” I corrected.

“The byproducts, Yukari. There's a chance—probably high—that whatever leaves you will be a sad excuse for existence, incapable of surviving, yet feeling all the pain—”

“Then I'll just manipulate the gap between everything needed to make it perfect, Eirin. Ugliness and beauty, retardation and smartness, dying and healthy—simple as that.”

Eirin's eyes narrowed, and, for the first time ever, I saw horror painting her features, which prompted me to raise an eyebrow. Her horror morphed into disbelief, free hand holding her forehead, eyes wide. “… Do you even care about the child?” If the pressure in the room was bad before, now it's almost unbearable. Eirin's voice didn't falter. “To play god with its existence, just thinking about the results and not what they'll have to go through… You may be condemning an innocent soul to years of suffering just to satisfy whatever sick desire you have for motherhood, Yukari—don't you have a heart?!”

I got up, parasol in hand; Eirin got up too, prepared. I approached her with elegant steps, our bodies practically shivering and thirsting for battle. Face to face, eye to eye; “I'm not 'playing' god, Eirin.” There's nothing more to say. Searching my face, Eirin deeply sighed, turning her back and going up to the counter, faking tweaking with papers—I could see she was using the furniture to support the crushing weight of her body.

“… I can't guarantee anything. With just one egg to work with, the chances—”

“Don't worry. I made sure to bring with me at least twenty spares.”

She looked at me with ultimate despise; “You're a monster…”

“… Have you ever looked into a mirror, Eirin?” The bite behind her eyes worsened, now consumed by a revolted dosage of self-hatred. “Don't lie to yourself—you want to see where this is going; research whatever comes next. You'll never have another opportunity like this. Losing it now would lose you a research paper with its weight in gold—not that it matters, right? What truly matters to you is knowledge—the answer to 'Would it work, or would it not?' That's all you have in your life, losing it now… We're not that different, Eirin—I'm just seeking something more to call mine,” a gap opened in front of her, a second VIP ticket to the HSE. “Why don't you seek something more to call yours too~?”

I waited, in silence, watching as she looked at the golden ticket, this whole conversation putting her on the edge—which is a good thing, unlike living in a bubble.

Sometimes it is important to look inward and understand yourself.

My smile didn't go away as she crushed the ticket and threw it to the side, bitterly preparing a lot of papers—the ticket, after all, wasn't even ripped apart. “I'll… research more. I'll need all you have already collected and harvest what I think necessary. This, Yukari, never leaves my office. If it does, I'll kill you and then myself.”

“My, my~” I giggle. “Leave it for a Lunarian to be so dramatic.”

Her eyes of pure rage never went away, but I didn't care. My hopes of finally bearing a child—one I'll call mine and who'll love me unconditionally—high, which in the land beyond common sense is perfect! Just thinking about it in my arms, so soft and innocent—

… There’ll be no father. Reimu is recovering…

I feel wrong, lonely.

>>45088318
she can just abduct some outsider to be the father under pain of being eaten alive
all that matters is that the child be hers, not theirs
problem solved in a true gap hag manner

>>45088318
Yukari is Hilarious, this gappy truly is a madwoman.

>>45088417
if only her autism could be that straightforward...

>>45087593
Once everyone learns the truth behind the New Generation Incident, Anon will be spoken about in quasi-mystical terms as the man that fathered a new generation all over Gensokyo. He'd end up becoming a minor god of fatherhood, fertility, and the home.

>>45088953
>god of fatherhood, fertility, and the home
first the House of Anon, now the Church of Anon
maybe his death won't be the end of his tale, after all, and his spirit and willpower to be there for his hundred of children will keep him anchored to the land

>>45088953
Oh god the spin off of a spin off of a fanfiction of a fanfiction about Anon accidentally courting and romancing the gods of gensokyo as his memory and devotion from over half of genskyo literally uplifts his soul.
Hell given how gods work and how easily gods are made in Asian cultures he could've been made a god for less
>>45088993
Anon won't even have to die, all it'll take is some villagers to ritualistically rub his belly or something when a man wants a child or for luck to court a woman and boom, it'll spiral out from there and he'll start changing into a god

>>45089054
well, they say strife creates character and after all this Anon becoming a god is really not farfetched

"A-Anon is becoming a God? W-well that wont do at all... He couldn't possibly be a fit for Sanae anymore. How about I take him in under my wing! Yes I'll do that! After all it's only fair for his senpai to show me the ropes- I mean show him the ropes. It's only fair. Suwako helped that fairy on her path, so she cant possibly reject this. But Anon is a special case, it could be years of training. I'll have to spend a lot of quality time with him to help him on his way. Maybe make that a few decades..."

>>45089679
What if Anon had planned this all out, in a bid to become a central pillar of Gensokyo?

>>45088318
I wonder how Eirin would react if she found out that Kaguya has secretly been sneaking out of Eientei to visit the HSE.
Not even to have sex, but just to get pampered and have fun pretending to be a shrine maiden.

>>45079877

Cirno 11

--

Sanae, having prepared dinner for many years in a household where she was the only one who could cook quickly and quietly, made and served the goddess and goddess-to-bo. before quickly retreating from the terror radius of smug bullying energy the two shorties emitted.

Cirno had only noticed now, but while the building’s outside was more Gensokyo~ish, the inside was closer to Marisa's or Alice’s house, even a little bit like the scarlet mansion with all the idols everywhere in place of the SDM's crosses.

“Look, relationships between humans, and us, gods, as well as youkai are…” SUwako trailed off as she tried to collect her thoughts.

“That’s why I joined Okina, even if I can’t play a pivotal role. I want to be able to help the people I care about.” “At the very least, I want to say goodbye.” Cirno thought of the dead turtle she had found on the shore of the pond behind the Hakurei Shrine.

Suwako sighed, it’d be trouble in the future, but. “At least you aren’t in love with either of them.” Suwako went to her sake cup

“Oh! Like Hana and Aunn?”

Suako coughed on her sake, “Wait, wait, wait, Hana. Hana Hakurei. The same Hana Hakurei who’ll rant endlessly about how much she hates youkai and fairies.” That was an extremely awkward meeting, Suwako was half tempted to reveal her own origins, but the girl was under a lot of stress so she gave her mercy. For now, that is.

Cirno just tilted her head. “Hana hates fairies?” She sounded betrayed and confused, although she had barely even known the girl.

Suwako couldn’t stop laughing, she kicked her short feet under the table as she tried and failed to contain herself, nearly falling out of the chair. With Cirno sitting across from her, looking offended.

---

After what felt like several minutes, she managed to calm herself, putting on a straight face. She had almost forgotten about Akyuu’s books of slanderous lies, if she ever had a child in this age those were some of the books she was sure to keep from them.

“Ahhh~ But seriously Cirno, those types of relationships can be dangerous for us, even living gods like Sanae can be careful, it’s due to the nature of humans,” Suwako said with resignation in her voice. “Even Kanako is still like that, after all these years she’s still human-like. But that’s what makes them so strong and allowed her to defeat me in the first place.”

“But she didn’t subjugate you like you did to the Mishaguji?” Cirno asked, she’d known that Okina did something similar to her, and probably those two weird humans whose names she didn't remember as well. But it didn’t really make sense to Cirno, it’s not like Suwako was part of Kanako.

"That's different, Kanako never fully defeated me, she didn't want to subjugate me anyways, then she'd be the one dealing with the Mishaguji," Suwako said twirling her fork in the air. "Subjugation is a by-product of faith anyways, we can put parts of ourselves in others to empower and control them, fully merge with gods like Onika did, even living gods like Sanae back in the day drew power from me.” Suwako finished off as she stabbed a carrot with her fork.

“Well just so you know, I’ll subjugate my first god in no time!”Cirno said, stabbing a fork into the air. “Or maybe when I’m bigger I can get Dai-chan and the others as my servants.” Cirno's smile grew wider, she was a bit worried about leaving them behind, she hadn’t had the chance to spend much time with them lately. QUiet her voice to a whisper and leaning in she said, “But I didn’t know Sanae was like that”

“No, ugh.” Suwako swallowed a carrot a bit too fast in an effort to respond. ‘Why do humans always have to be named after each other’, she’d have to clarify or maybe just refer to them with different names “Sanae Moriya, The first Sanae, my son, although we’ve been confused in myth. Well both of them did it while they were little and didn’t have any faith of their own.” She said waving a hand in the air as if to dismiss the topic, this was going to get too confusing fast and she doubted Cirno would be able to follow the entire thing.

A devious smile crossed the froggy goddess's face as she placed her utensils down and slid her chair away from the table. “But, let's go outside, it’s time for your practical exam Cirno.” Cirno smiled in response, unaware of Suwako’s full might.

--
I think I write Cirno a bit shounen-protagonisty. Loves fighting, and friendship, and has introspective moments that give way to their normal levels of ‘tism, hidden potential, and weird origins.
Probably only 2 or more so chapters of Cirno at moriya.

>>45079877

Cirno 11

--


Sanae, having prepared dinner for many years in a household where she was the only one who could cook quickly and quietly, made and served the goddess and goddess-to-bo. before quickly retreating from the terror radius of smug bullying energy the two shorties emitted.

Cirno had only noticed now, but while the building’s outside was more Gensokyo~ish, the inside was closer to Marisa's or Alice’s house, even a little bit like the scarlet mansion with all the idols everywhere in place of the SDM's crosses.

“Look, relationships between humans, and us, gods, as well as youkai are…” SUwako trailed off as she tried to collect her thoughts.

“That’s why I joined Okina, even if I can’t play a pivotal role. I want to be able to help the people I care about.” “At the very least, I want to say goodbye.” Cirno thought of the dead turtle she had found on the shore of the pond behind the Hakurei Shrine.

Suwako sighed, it’d be trouble in the future, but. “At least you aren’t in love with either of them.” Suwako went to her sake cup

“Oh! Like Hana and Aunn?”

Suako coughed on her sake, “Wait, wait, wait, Hana. Hana Hakurei. The same Hana Hakurei who’ll rant endlessly about how much she hates youkai and fairies.” That was an extremely awkward meeting, Suwako was half tempted to reveal her own origins, but the girl was under a lot of stress so she gave her mercy. For now, that is.

Cirno just tilted her head. “Hana hates fairies?” She sounded betrayed and confused, although she had barely even known the girl.

Suwako couldn’t stop laughing, she kicked her short feet under the table as she tried and failed to contain herself, nearly falling out of the chair. With Cirno sitting across from her, looking offended.

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After what felt like several minutes, she managed to calm herself, putting on a straight face. She had almost forgotten about Akyuu’s books of slanderous lies, if she ever had a child in this age those were some of the books she was sure to keep from them.

“Ahhh~ But seriously Cirno, those types of relationships can be dangerous for us, even living gods like Sanae can be careful, it’s due to the nature of humans,” Suwako said with resignation in her voice. “Even Kanako is still like that, after all these years she’s still human-like. But that’s what makes them so strong and allowed her to defeat me in the first place.”

“But she didn’t subjugate you like you did to the Mishaguji?” Cirno asked, she’d known that Okina did something similar to her, and probably those two weird humans whose names she didn't remember as well. But it didn’t really make sense to Cirno, it’s not like Suwako was part of Kanako.

"That's different, Kanako never fully defeated me, she didn't want to subjugate me anyways, then she'd be the one dealing with the Mishaguji," Suwako said twirling her fork in the air. "Subjugation is a by-product of faith anyways, we can put parts of ourselves in others to empower and control them, fully merge with gods like Onika did, even living gods like Sanae back in the day drew power from me.” Suwako finished off as she stabbed a carrot with her fork.

“Well just so you know, I’ll subjugate my first god in no time!”Cirno said, stabbing a fork into the air. “Or maybe when I’m bigger I can get Dai-chan and the others as my servants.” Cirno's smile grew wider, she was a bit worried about leaving them behind, she hadn’t had the chance to spend much time with them lately. QUiet her voice to a whisper and leaning in she said, “But I didn’t know Sanae was like that”

“No, ugh.” Suwako swallowed a carrot a bit too fast in an effort to respond. ‘Why do humans always have to be named after each other’, she’d have to clarify or maybe just refer to them with different names “Sanae Moriya, The first Sanae, my son, although we’ve been confused in myth. Well both of them did it while they were little and didn’t have any faith of their own.” She said waving a hand in the air as if to dismiss the topic, this was going to get too confusing fast and she doubted Cirno would be able to follow the entire thing.

A devious smile crossed the froggy goddess's face as she placed her utensils down and slid her chair away from the table. “But, let's go outside, it’s time for your practical exam Cirno.” Cirno smiled in response, unaware of Suwako’s full might.

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I think I write Cirno a bit shounen-protagonisty. Loves fighting, and friendship, and has introspective moments that give way to their normal levels of ‘tism, hidden potential, and weird origins.
Probably only 2 or so more chapters of Suwa Cirno

>>45089976
I can imagine this being the plan once he learns he has so many kids and has to figure out a way to support them all. It'd be funny if Kanako were to try to convince him in a bid to 'empower' the Moriyan shrine

>>45088318
>I'll kill you and then myself.”
Heh, cute threat Eirin. We both know that the first part of that threat is just taking a short nap for you.
Also i'm surprised Eirin is so opposed to the whole idea, I mean its fucked up too but lets face it. Eirin has probably done equally fucked things

>>45090126
>The same Hana Hakurei who’ll rant endlessly about how much she hates youkai and fairies.
oh no...
this must be so fucking awkward, kek
>Cirno a bit shounen-protagonisty
after Hero of Ice Fairy I can never see her the other way, I get you

>>45090126
One of the reasons I can't wait for the finale arc is the Cirno vs Lemontene fight

>>45090585
>spoiler
good God...

>>45090126
I thought Hana was a casual racist, not a competitive racist

>>45090612
the difference between reimu and hana's racism is that reimu would keep an eye on a youkai while she walks past them on the street while hana will cross the road entirely to avoid them

>>45075498
Aya’s entire body was sore as she sat down and held her head in a bar on the lower section of the mountain. It was staffed by kappa, easy for crows to dive to and close to the white wolf patrol routes. It was a prime spot for trading rumors and making bad decisions. If someone got drunk, their pictures were gone, leads copied and clothes stolen. If they were sober, they wouldn’t be for long. Sometimes, humans snuck in to prove their bravery by drinking a tengu under the table or to seek a favor from one of the rare minor gods that bought advertisements from the less-scrupulous reporters. Aya recalled the one time she saw a human enter the bar herself: He was a cocky young man wearing wolf ears on a headband and a tail tied to his belt. When his hair shifted just enough to reveal his round ears, he found himself drowning in offers for free drinks. After he stumbled into a bathroom on the shoulder of a particularly helpful reporter, he didn’t come back out. Two more girls entered, and two girls left. After everyone else in the bar queued up for the bathroom in pairs, Aya knew that man wasn’t leaving for the rest of the week. It was strange to think that if she wasn’t focused on her paper at the time, she may have been part of that train. Definitely not because she was inexperienced with men! She could’ve joined at any time if she wanted to!

Sitting on a stool, she could feel eyes trained on her. Anyone who wasn’t drinking was obviously listening out for juicy tidbits. So, she gave them something else to focus on. Pulling out the last of Yukari’s bribe, Aya set the hefty sack down in front of an unamused bar-tending kappa.

“What’s this supposed to be, your tab payment?” Damn “tab” system, Geidontei didn’t track her debts! Of course, Megumu wasn’t invested in empowering Geidontei’s market viability.

“Nope. Drinks are on me!” A pang of silence came, followed by raucous cheers. It was a shame Aya couldn’t enjoy the rest of her dirty money, but she’d get something much better: A room full of loose lips. Flitting around from patron to patron, Aya’s subtle suggestions and clear head weeded out each and every tengu’s source of the Kanako rumor. Just like her, many of them were told by Megumu or picked it up from other tengu. However, some of them heard it by listening to the wind in the Human Village. Nobody had any claims of their own to seeing the virgin goddess nightcrawling Anon, so her leads weren’t much deeper than that. Partially recovered from her bout with Sanae, Aya made a quick detour to photograph some highly suggestible and gullible girls in the bathroom and headed out for Momiji’s patrol route.

The white wolf was expecting Aya when she arrived. While she led Aya to a secluded area, the crow took out her photos are rubbed them against her back. Feeling the sheets disappear, Aya could tell Okina accepted her bribe. She broke the silence first. “So, have you heard the latest rumor?”

“Of course I have. The other guards wouldn’t stop talking about it. Some of the less virtuous ones told me to keep an eye out for the goddess during my shift at Yukari’s establishment tomorrow. The nerve!”

“Great, you should know it’s fake. Someone’s trying get people to lose faith in the Moriyans and they’re using the tengu to do it.”

Momiji sighed and looked dour, the pain on her face evident as if the statement physically struck her. “Then it seems you’re not crazy. There really is an underhanded plot unfolding in our fair mountain. Do you have any idea who’s spreading these salacious lies? They must be stopped at once!”

“Settle down, we need to do this subtly. Whoever’s doing this is leaving late at night to support the myth. They know they’re dealing with tengu, so they’ve got their tracks covered well.” Aya paused for a moment, considering how best to word her plan. “Tomorrow, you’ll watch them from a distance and I’ll shoot past them, stripping their disguise. Then we’ll find out who’s behind this mess!”

“I suppose I’m in no position to argue… why not inform Ran-sama? Surely, she’d allow us to view the ledger and give us any information they know about the rumormonger?”

“Too risky. If this person is connected in any way to Yukari, they might have some dastardly method of circumventing Ran. We have to do this ourselves.” With their roles confirmed, the tengu went their separate ways. Aya retrieved a pill from home and set off for the HSE, feeling Okina’s gaze return shortly afterwards. That didn’t matter: Aya would have a good time, regardless of Okina watching, Ran watching, Yukari possibly watching, multiple tengu guards and kappa staff monitoring the rooms…

Aya crammed those dangerous thoughts deep down in her mind where they would never resurface.

(Part 40)

>>45091141
>that whole first paragraph
Maybe that mask rule Momiji talked about is not only to protect the tengu, but also to protect Anon, geez
the mystery is killing me man...

>>45090126

Cirno 12 pt1

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Cirno ducked, flying underneath the earthen ring aimed at her head, sliding forward in mid-air she manifested and threw an ice spear at Suwako, only for it to be harmlessly intercepted, shattering midair harmlessly as it made contact with Suwako’s aura.

Feeling a presence beneath her, she dodged upwards, turning her body to the side just fast enough to avoid the two earth saws that shot out of the ground, one of them grazed her, shaving off pieces of her wings.

Flipping herself over she launched a series of ice bullets towards Suwako, only for them to be shattered on the same aura as before. She remembered Yuugi doing something similar when they were fighting Suika. There really were some ridiculous people in the world, capable of killing you with their presence alone.

Dodging more buzzaws being launched from the ground Cirno had an epiphany, ‘The lake, there’s no way to fight her in the courtyard.’ Cirno dodged in the direction of the shrine, even just hovering over it for a moment would give her time to get to the lake.

A storm of jade bullets followed as she retreated in, freezing in mid-air only to burst into more earth rings that’d shoot at her, exploding into dirt and jade as they hit each other and landing on the shrine below. Spinning Cirno spun up familiars and had them puff freezing cold in order to deal with the stray weak bullets.

Cresting over the shrine and tumbling towards the lake, Cirno was only granted a moment of respite as the earth in front of the shrine began to rise. Her eyes widened as she saw a Mishaguji bursting forth from the ground and launching itself at her

Pulling with all of her might she grabbed a portion of the frozen lake below her and threw it at the subjugated earth god. The snake wretches backward as the chuck of ice hits it, spreading a wave of cold throughout its body, Cirno has killed and frozen enough frogs and snakes in time to be particularly skilled at freezing them, giving her a near-useless conceptual advantage against reptiles and amphibians.

Somersaulting through the air backward Cirno spun up more familiars, constructing a larger copy of herself around her body and shooting out larger snowball-like bombs in the direction of the shrine; she had seen that green-eyed bridge youkai do something similar before. Suwako jumped over the shrine, waving her hand in the air as she created it, only for several of Cirno’s ice bombs to make it to her, shattering when they reached her aura but forcing her to dodge as they exploded into projectiles.

The Pillars in the lake split into a series of concentric earthen rings, floating long enough for Cirno to realize her mistake before they fired, slamming into the armor she crafted. Falling towards the frozen lake Cirno braced for impact.

With a resounding crash, she and her armor smash through the frozen surface of the lake and earthen rings orbited her, the ice construct floating in the lake as Cirno exited it from the back, exhausted. Maybe she shouldn't have tried to copy a trick a youkai she defeated in under a minute used, or maybe she should have just not gone towards the lake.

As soon as she heard Suwako step on the frozen lake surface Cirno clapped her hands together. Her icen armor exploded, releasing a wave of cold, snow flames, and ice projectile in every direction, grabbing two huge chunks she flung them at where she heard Suwako last, unable to see through her own Blizzard.

Cirno felt a cold metal press against her neck as the blizzard cleared, “Game set and match, now let's talk about how to gather faith.” Suwako said, levitating above the frozen lake as earthen rings orbited both of them.

>>45091358

Cirno 12 pt2

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The Cirno Suwako had her iron ring explode again, her aura activated reflexively but she couldn’t dodge and destroy all of the explosions at this range, especially when most of it was just cold and sheer force.

Tumbling backward Suwako kept her aura up as she turned two of her earthen rings into a shield of fine dirt particles on the outside of her aura. Three other Cirno emerged from the frozen lake, one with a sword, another with a spear, and the last with a battle axe.

Flying above the lake they charged at her, only for the spear one to explode as two earthen rings sliced into her abdomen and neck. The battle axe-wielding one launched forward as the sword one spun up several familiars.

Suwako solidified the earth around her into a pair of arms wielding two earthen rings she summoned, one clashed with the battle ax while the other arm threw its disc into the face of the corresponding Cirno. Not dodging the Cirno kept its axe locked as the top part of its head was shaved off.

The ring continued moving towards the sword Cirno who blocked it with her blade, the ring exploding on impact, sending Cirno reeling backwards. Suwko made quick work of the remaining part of the battle Axe Cirno approached her student.

“Ready to give up.” Suwako had an unfazed smile on her face that hid how surprised she was by Cirno’s performance.

“Yeah..” Cirno said, exhausted.

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Image quote: "Nothing is useless when trying different things even if it doesn't work out. You come back stronger and more knowledgeable than before.
Not to only learn new things, but reinforce past things you knew to make them even better." - Cirno
I wanted to show Cirno leaning from her friends and enemies, even if she has only seen their fights in the past, the quad cirno attack was her semi-successful attempt to copy Flan's Taboo four of a kind. unrelated, but Flan having taboo manipulation has also been a head cannon of mine for sometimes, but that affected nothing in this chapter

>>45091390
>>45091358
wow, she's alive and not a [P] pulp on the ground? That's a victory on itself
man, the contrasts are so nice
>Reimu and Chen causing me depression
>Seija and Goro-san just pummeling the depression even more
>Yukari and Eirin commiting unspoken crimes against natural order and genetics
>Momiji and Aya the blackmailing terrorists
and then...
>Cirno and Suwako here being the shonen protagonist and mentor
never fails to put a smile on mah face

>>45090585
pic rel, CIrno defeats lemontene, but her lemons have strong Faith, and thus the properties of Lemons, Anime, and God.

(1/-)
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“So, the reporter's coming?” I ask Ran as we finish talking. With the attack on the Winter's Festival still months away, most of what needed to be talked about was discussed, leaving only minor things and whispers in the air—someone has been stirring heat against Yukari, the type that can be easily traced back by the hag, which is a good thing for our alliance. To whomever is doing it? I pity their souls.

Ran paces a bit, eyes following Reimu and Chen as the first meditates and the latter leans on the miko's back, knitting red and white gloves with a serene smile. “Aya…? I already alerted her with a gap-snap; with her speed, I give two minutes if she's indeed coming.”

I nod, sulking a bit. Ran seems confused with my reaction, so I elaborate; “I, uh… searched sum about crow tengu gestation—gah, don't give me that look, Ranni! It's the sensible thing to do with a preggo on the team, sheesh.” I kick a bit of earth in her direction, squatting on my spork. The fox simply giggles, dodging. “Argh… if the date she published her review on Anon—” Ran mumbled, and I cackled with the obvious jealously. “—is something to go by, her pregnancy should start showing pretty soon, which is a problem.” It's not a matter of if, but how soon till Yukari discovers and molests Ayaya for information… And knowing the hag, it won't take a hot minute before Okina's door is discovered.

The result will be bad.

Ran seems to share my thoughts, shoulders tense, eyes following as Chen guides Reimu to a fallen, mossy tree trunk a bit deeper into the forest, the happiest smile on the bakeneko's face, knitting exchanged for a sense of adventure. “I don't think Aya would like to hide, not when she has the purpose she has… But if it's for her children's sake, then—hm… no, we'd be losing a valuable ally—”

I grin as her face twists in thought. I just love to do what I am about to do. “You know…” White, pointy teeth shine with desire. “I could eat her belly.” To make a genius dumbfounded, eyes big as plates! There's no better feeling! “I've always wondered what tengu omelet tastes like, keh-heh-heh!” I joked, Ran's face melting into… second-hand embarrassment—what the—

Why's Ranni grinning…?

“Ah… Excuse me?”

That wasn't Ran's voice.

Fuckfuckfuck—

We turn in sync, the crow tengu close to the bush line, probably having heard at least a bit of our conversation, her face all white and hands—instinctively—clutching her abdomen, fight or flight growing behind her eyes. I sigh. Way to ruin a good fucking joke; “Sup, Ayaya. I was talking about eating your visible belly, y'know? Your kids would still be fine, and Yukari wouldn't make a pillow out of your feathers. The rest was just a bad joke, sorry!” I explain, perfectly faking calmness—inside, I thought about digging a hole with my horns to hide in…

Her bird brain digested my words—body relaxing, color returning to her face—still, as she approached, she took Ran's side. Fuck… I should get her a present. “Oh, it's okay… No wonder you don't have many friends.” I took that blow and turned the other cheek. Next one, I'll eat her leg.

“Good evening, Aya—any news?”

“Okina has been spying on me in the bath, if that counts.” Ran sighs, and I giggle a little, getting up and holding the spork over my shoulders. “Also, was that Reimu? Last time we met, she tried to kill me…”

“Happens to the best of us.” I shrug. “I kicked her ass, though.”

“It may not look like it, but Reimu has been in a bad place until recently—me and Chen have succeeded in helping her, and she's on our side now.” Aya looks at the shikigami as if she had grown a second head. Ran raises an eyebrow before sighing. Huh? “I know what she did to Anon, Aya. She's not absent of judgment, yes, but having her on our side is better than on our enemies’.”

Aya mumbles something, frowning, and I can barely hear; “I thought you loved him too…”

Oh. Oh…

The silence says we all noticed what she said, and the redness in her face speaks just as much as the following; “I-I'm sorry—probably shouldn't be the one talking about that after, well… What I did to him.”

“I understand, no damage done—but, please, don't contest my love again—it's as true as yours.” Sheesh, letting yourself be affected by a pregnant woman's words, Ran? These two are just head over heels…

Aya nods, silence setting like a tarp—well, time to break this ice.

“So, about eating your belly—”

“Stop wording it like that!” The two say at once, my ears ringing.

God fucking dammit! “Do you two wanna be to be ACTUALLY eaten?! You know what I mean, Ayaya: or you go around looking like a bloated chicken; immediately be discovered by Yukari; have your kids stolen and raised to look like her and only know of you as the funny wall decoration—or I can eat your belly and nothing of that happens!” I know I shouldn't be yelling at a pregnant woman, but they are pissing me off. “So, what's gonna be, reporter?!”

Aya is terrified. Ran facepalms.

… I’m a fucking disaster with people.

>>45092705
Sounds like the horny goat not only wants to have chicken for dinner, but to eat out the chicken as well.

>>45092705
Yuuma is going to have a whole anon leg for all the trouble they're giving her

>>45092705
I can't wait for Aya to propose a Gensokyo Hostage Crisis and for Chen to be the loudest voice of reason out of Okina's allies.

>>45092970
>Aya proposes a Hostage Crisis
>immediately is banned from the Bunbunmaru
>50tb of kappa pornography in her typewriter
>has a miscarriage
>Yukari suddenly adopts 4 baby crow tengus as a publicity stunt to show she forgives Youkai Mountai for their transgressions and that she'll raise above all the slander to her and her legitimate business
oops

>>45083141 (18/?)

Praise be to Shinki. Despite the many issues the goddess caused when she visited, without those Makaian mushrooms Marisa would still be vomiting out in the woods. As to why she was vomiting in the first place, it’s… it’s probably nothing.

Still, it’s a good day to stay inside and tinker with the supplies Shinki brought over. It’s rare Marisa ever gets to handle regents of such quality and with Mima out there’s not much else to do.

As she working the door suddenly opens and Alice enters holding some sort of concoction.

Nervously greeting her, Marisa says, “Ah, morning ze. I was just uh preparing potions for the fight. Never uh never too prepared, right ze? What do you need?”

Alice sighs, “You don’t need to justify yourself to me. For better or worse we’re on the same side. As for why I’m here… well Mima has been putting it off for too long. You’re old enough to make your own decision.”

Marisa tilts her head. She’d been ready for Alice to start yelling or throwing Danmaku, but this felt unusual for the magician. “Eh? A decision? What are you talking about ze?”

Walking over and placing a sealed glass container of something on the table, Alice answers, “I… Marisa, do you want to become a youkai?”

A youkai?! She’d definitely thought about it for a long time, but Reimu made it rather clear that- well Marisa supposes Reimu is a non-issue now. Still, while it’d make her stronger, it’s a pretty serious decision. Even the safest methods of turning generally involve the consumption of heavy metals which would…

M-Maybe it’d be a good thing. By becoming a youkai magician she’d be leaving old problems aside. She wouldn’t have to worry if…

Alice cuts that train of thought off as she says, “I imagine that your silence isn’t from overwhelming joy at the offer, and you’re torn on the matter?”

Marisa nods prompting Alice to sigh, “This is why I was opposed to waiting to ask you. I’m not going to try to push you either way. Take your time and make up your mind, just remember that waiting without making a decision will eventually become a decision.”

Marisa nods, “Yeah… I… do you mind if I go out for a bit to think?”

Alice shrugs. There’s a certain earnestness to her that Marisa has rarely ever seen, “If you want. It’s your life, remember that either way you’ll live with your choice for the rest of your potentially very long life.”

That’s rather obvious, though Marisa does not point that fact out as she departs. Grabbing her broom, she lets it take her where it will. Maybe a change of scenery will clear things up.

Am I a shitty writer for posting a cliffhanger without much substance? Yes. Nevertheless, posting something regardless of quality makes me feel like I've not completely abandoned my original goal of one post a day, so I'm doing it anyway.

>>45093479
Hehe, tiny magician will make Hana question her racism. That said I thought becoming a youkai magician involved becoming so good at magic that you become quasi-immortal that way. Not really something like the alchemical of consuming potions, though I could see that working too

>>45093553
If fucking Aunn didn't calm her racism Marisa turning into a youkai definitely won't. That said I'm pretty sure as long as you turn into a member of the magician species the method doesn't matter, I don't even know how alice would've done it since she uses dolls, but Byakuren probably used Youjitsu and it kinda makes sense for a more alchemy type magician like marisa to use a potion.
She does have a water affinity after all.
Although I would prefer it to be something she did herself, instead of Alice giving her a potion, also this seems like a great time for Enoko to show up or for her to have a talk with her dad, but that can only really happen after the flyers are delivered since Enoko's chapter takes place on the night of the day they are hung in the village.

>>45093553
I mean the exilir of immortality is a very common motif so I imagined it'd be a common enough path even if it'd be weaker than the hourai exilir.

I think you are forgetting something. What would drinking mercury, sulfur, and arsenic do to a pregnancy?

>>45093618
>spoiler
Yuyuko baby

>>45093605
You see anon Aunn is a divine(beast) spirit not a filthy youkai so uhh... she's not a filly fantasy fodder! Just don't ask a youkai hater the nature of their loved ones I suppose...
Same, my headcanon is that there is fields of magic like using it to supplement nutrition intake and countering aging which Marisa has been denying to study since it would turn her. I suppose it makes sense from the alchemical perspective since she is a western themed witch
>>45093618
Also a good point, elixirs of immortality in the western tradition leaned around making an philospher's stone which the threadbare research I did back during my college years pointed to it being a big load of fucky wucky since the stuff you'd need for it are entirely fantastical in nature and to even make it you'd need tools that don't exist. Though this being a lighter work it wouldn't matter.
Also good point on that, Marisa would be sacrificing her child, and thus most important desire to become something more which would be a good dramatic ending to her tale. I'd love to see the tragedy end personally but its something steep to consider for the short little thing

>>45093647
I've been considering it nearly as long as I've been writing this, but I feel like it'd need a lot more time to be satisfying and wouldn't really work in this multi-author story. Instead, I'm just going to use it as a kick in the ass to get Marisa to tell Anon the truth.

>>45093647
sovl...

>>45093672
I just know that right now all the teams are first focused on busting Anon but the pregnant girl drama is going to be delicious as we all know Anon's sense of responsibility is going to tear him apart when it comes to his need to be there for them.
Even better since he knows the struggle of parenting and pregnancy and he literally wouldn't be able to sleep at night knowing he's neglecting his family and potentially leaving children out in the cold to starve.

>>45093605
I feel like at this point the fliers can come out as we are rapidly approaching the end. I'd be fine with the Enoko plotline entering the scene, though I'll need to go back and check if Enoko Anon intended to keep his thing going or if I was supposed to take the idea and run with it.

>>45093696
He just needs his new "mom" to convince him that she's got it taken care of and tells him to let it go to live out and enjoy his life. Human lives are too short to worry about that kinda stuff; maybe raising a bunch of children that he didn't ask to father for the rest of his life is not a good way to spend your limited years. So let people who do have the time, years, energy, and most importantly desire look after kids who will still be kids decades years on from birth. Save his responsibility for him and the people he loves.

>>45093727
Anon... That's (me), I only got a couple of sentences into Enoko 2 before scrapping it to write more Cirnotism, go nuts.
>t.Notnazanon

>>45093791
Yamashiro is NOT stealing Anon's children to use them as slave labor for her war machine.
He WILL protect his kin.
He WILL bear responsibility
and he WILL ascend to godhood because of that

>>45093791
While yes Anon would trust Takane to do so theres no way he isn't going to be the most frequent visitor to the orphanage. I simply don't see any timeline where Anon isn't Yukari's love slave that he isn't over there 24/7 to try helping raise his kids.
His efforts will quickly see him raised to godhood as his fellow villagers will start hanging out with him as much as possible to gain his perceived blessings in fathering their own kids.

>>45093727
Oh yeah. Should probably coordinate with you on this while you're still here since it'll inevitably have to happen during the finale.
Thoughts on the whole Rikako and 'tene plotline? I came up with it while you were dormant for a while to help keep the Jobber Squad involved in the threads but as soon as I finished writing part 2 it you came back. You haven't alluded to or referenced it during any of your newer posts (which would make sense because none of them knew they were being spied on) but is also making me a little worried that I nonconsensually just daisy-chained myself to somebody else who just isn't interested.
The real reason Alice stole the precious Lemonade is because Marisa's Pregnancy has made her extremely dehydrated btw, in case you needed an answer.

>>45093818
This, 'granny' Yamashiro is NOT my adoptive mother. She is a slave driver and probably just wants business contracts.
Father Anon and wholesome family not kid farms okay???
Praise Anon-sama(forma divina)

the Yamashiro slander is shameful. As if this pure hearted yamawaro would ever concoct a plan of indoctrination upon a readily available lot of youkai children to tip the balance of power of Gensokyo in the long run, generating insurmountable amounts of profits in the end. Simply shameful, anons.

>>45093818
>>45094085
That's right Yamashiro has changed, she just wants to do legitimate business!
He WILL sit down and take it easy~.
He WILL be pampered by the fox (and sometimes camo mom).
He WILL have his hands full raising a litter of half foxes.
And he WILL still ascend to godhood.

>>45094134
Nice headcanon but Anon will live out his days in a weird incestuous relationship with HANA instead.
Ran is old and busted, Hana is the future!

>>45072430

Hana didn't expect Kanako to react in such a way, she figured she was in trouble now. Her mentor not only wanted to keep her visits a secret, but maybe Marisa didn’t know just how opposed the gods of the Moriyan shrine were to it. Still, despite her powerful image of Marisa's true whimsical yet steadfast attitude Hana held deeper questions of what the witch was doing at her regular meetings with her father. She had little doubt about the witch’s sincerity and noble purpose, but the unease was irrational.

In retrospect, Hana had never seen a god blush, so this was a first to see the majestic figure of Kanako go red in the face. Kanako seemed to squirm at her words which Hana attributed to a deep rage barely contained, as Kanako’s wavering voice entered her ears Hana was frightened, “Y-you mean that Kirisame-san has been… she’s been… entering that place and all and d-doing… she’s all fussy and moody now on top of that?! And sometimes sick?!”

Hana was almost tearing up as that irrational panic welled up and could feel the lump in her throat form, did she just betray her mentor? Were her good intentions going to backfire? Was Hana’s precious mentor and the women she could almost see as her true mother going to land Marisa into receiving the ire of the very gods themselves? Hana could barely even nod as she knew her face was growing redder under Kanako’s barely concealed rage.

The goddess in front of her was still processing things as Hana couldn’t help but recall all the awful tales about the gods she could recall, petty revenge, horrible and infinite punishments, destruction of their very own lives and all future happiness. Did Hana make a mistake? She wasn’t her mother after all, there’s no way she could hold back the rage of a god of Kanako’s caliber!

Kanako opened her mouth to speak, the words forming behind her lips seemed posed to cast out a divine punishment as the red in her face must surely have been from her warth. Hana cut her off, she couldn’t… there was no way she could let her mentor and women she considered her closest ally be damned just because of her errant slip of the tongue!

With a throat pressed as if a ball were inflating inside of her Hana choked out, “P-please don’t be mad at her Kanako-sama… I know you don’t want anyone going there without permission but… but… I know Marisa-sensei is only trying to do something to help…!” She could feel the hot tears forming in her eyes, “I don’t want to see anything bad happen to her at all! I don’t wanna~!”

Hana was no longer looking at Kanako, her eyes watered and made the world blurry forcing her to close them as she tried swallowing the worst of fears and failed, all her ears could hear was the “w-wha- err, I’m not uh-! That’s-…”

Sobbing as the tears that breeched her thin defenses flowed out from her faster than she could wipe them from her face. It was all over if she couldn’t ease Kanako’s rage, it was all going to end for Marisa if she couldn’t, Marisa’s smile and friendly energy would be-!

Desperation was all she could feel as Hana spewed out anything she could think of to stay a god’s wrath, “Sensei wouldn’t have done it if she didn’t have a good reason and… and she’s a good person and doesn’t deserve to be punished for it! P-please don’t get mad her she wouldn’t be doing if it was for me so its me you should punish an-“

Racing thoughts were stopped in their tracks by a cool hand on her shoulder, she opened her eyes still unable to halt the flow of fear and tears. So this was it, she’d pass down her punishment to her and force Hana to deliv- “T-there’s no need to cry you know…! I-I’m not angry or anything. Really, I promise! J-just stop crying okay!”

For the first time after she started panicking Hana could truly see Kanako’s face, a desperate smile adorned her face as she leaned towards Hana. Kanako’s eyes were piercing red and the snake like slits of her pupils which normally put her on edge, but as Hana’s panic cleared, she could make out a desperation behind them like the one she used to receive when as younger and started bawling her eyes out in front of Marisa or even Alice way back when.

Speaking panic laden words Kanako stammered out, “E-even if she’s seeing him a whole lot I’m sure its fine and nothing b-bad is going on for real! I’m sure she’s just confused cause I would be too if… if…!”

As the danger she perceived passed and Kanako desperately tried comfort her Hana couldn’t help but let out a thin laugh as an embarrassed smile formed on her face. Hana felt like a fool.

Kanako is relevant!
Kanako will marry Anon after his ascension!
Kanako and Anon will be happy together, for many millennia to come!

(1/2)
I, Shinmyoumaru Sukuna, was completely dumb founded.
“You did what?” I asked.
Seija sighed. “I beat a man half to death, saved his life cause’ the Shrine Maiden would kill me if I didn’t, worked with him for months, tricked him into wearing a cursed bracelet that’ll make his death horrid, and well…” She rubbed her eye.
“…forced myself on him and then forced him to come onto me.” She finished. “Now do you need the long version or the short version again? Time is of the essence here.” She said, grinding her teeth.
I exhaled. “Seija, what is your plan here?” I asked.
She looked at me confused. “I want your help finding him. It’s as I told you; Goro left the house and hasn’t returned since. He needs to take these pills made from my blood or he’ll die, I think we had three or five left and I’ve been searching for him for two days already.”
“No, I mean what do you plan to do after you find him?” I ask.
“Ah, well.” She thinks, rubbing her chin. “Probably torment him some more?”
“A moment.” I asked, taking a pillow from my bed, and screaming into it.
“You want help finding someone you almost murdered, then betrayed and cursed, and violated? So, what, you can mess with them more?!” I yell.
“Hey, he’ll die if I don’t find him!” Seija retorted.
‘She’s worse than the shrine maiden’ I thought.
What’s more, how could I tell if she was lying about the pills or not? I could go to Eientei myself to confirm, but if she wasn’t lying that would just waste valuable time.
If there was any truth in what she was saying, then I couldn’t just ignore her bullying the small for her own enjoyment! I had to save this man from the despair she caused him! But what if it was all just another con to get me in some wicked scheme? Where there any inconsistencies in her story?
“Have you investigated all of his known whereabouts?” I ask.
“Yea, I’ve been checking back at his house every day, the places we met clients, his favorite tea houses, restaurants, and the, uh, Myouren Temple.” She answered.
“So, you went to the Myouren Temple? Did you ask anyone there for help?”
“Of course! I’m not some fool.” She said, looking away from me.
“Seija…” I began. “You’re telling me you begrudgingly asked someone else for help before coming to me?”
“Yeah! Look, we’re wasting time. Can we save the interrogation for later?” Seija insisted.
I simply cross my arms, legs, and narrow my eyes.
“Okay, okay, I just flew around to see if he was there and kept searching. I’m too pressed for time is all!” She continued to insist.
I tap my finger on my arm impatiently.
“They’ll axe me, okay? I caused some trouble at that temple awhile back and if they see me, I’ll catch some Buddhist magic to the face, which I don’t have time for!” She spoke, clutching her dress.
“You would rather he die then rough up some Buddhists into forming a search party?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Doesn’t sound very Seija to me.”
Seija began to shake, and her eyes darted in all sorts of directions as if she were looking for an escape route. Then she broke.
“Fine, you want to know why I’m not asking that witch hag and her goons for help?! It’s because they’ll take him away from me! That guy is always going on about how he doesn’t want to cause Hijiri trouble, and she treats Goro like he’s already in her twisted flock! She was just waiting for something bad to happen to him so she could catch and convert him, it’s what she does with all the tepid humans who are on edge about entering the temple! I bet she even plans these things I bet…” Her face was red with frustration and grief.
“…I’m just not giving him to her okay! She had her chance to stop me, and she didn’t, so he’s mine!” Seija said, with all the dignity of a spoiled brat.
I’m aware that I’m somewhat naïve, but if this was an act it was a good one.
“Seija, are you in love with this man, Goro?” I ask.
“Eh! What are you even asking me? I think I’m gonna be sick.” Seija replied, holding her head.
Disgust? Did that mean she was pleased? Wait, she did torture him half to death and absolutely betray his confidence, so being an Amanojaku…
“You’re so far head over heels you’ve flipped over!” I shout.
“Stop. Please.” She falls to her knees, trying to hold it in.
Even putting her being an Amanojaku aside, Seija was an egotist. She cared about her own power and entertainment most of all, for her to go so far for a single person was insane. I feel lightheaded.
“I’ve never seen a love this pure.” I say, embarrassed.

>>45094778
(2/2)
Seija had cupped her hands over her ears as to not listen to my observations.
It was decided. I didn’t know if Seija was telling me the whole truth, but I was bearing witness to a miracle here and it was far too interesting to turn away from! Making sure Seija made proper amends for bullying the small could come later!
“Alright!” I said, pulling out the miracle mallet. “I’ll use the mallet to help you locate Goro, that should make for a light enough penalty to not jeopardize anything!”
“Thanks.” Seija groaned, recovering from her ill feelings.
I waved the miracle mallet in the air and thought on our objective. For a moment it glows brightly and the air crackles before returning to its inert state.
“Shouldn’t be long-“ I begin to say, but am interrupted by a gigantic tarp impacting my face.
Furiously tearing through what I realize now was paper, I gaze out my window to see a flying tengu.
“Special edition!” She says, before speeding away.
“Damn birds.” I complain, rubbing my head while crawling over the newspaper.
Which publication was this even? How many ‘free samples’ did they have to pelt at the castle before they realized we weren’t interested in their prattle?
The front page reads: ‘Buddhist Monk’s Ominous Protest!’
‘The HSE has become a well-known establishment within the Village in the past few months and has been met with no shortage of detractors from irate business owners to Youkai puritans and religious protests. Meanwhile the Yakumo-backed institution continues to see great success regardless, but a new protest of one could finally threaten its existence!’
‘A man identified as Goro Nomura has been sitting cross-legged across from the entrance to the HSE for the two days, speaking only in twisted sutras, and refusing to acknowledge anything except the business in front of him! Numerous attempts to remove him have been made but were unsuccessful as Nomura-San is operating within a well-known village compact that allows Buddhists to exercise their faith even in commercial zones. Which one can clearly see on the post beside Nomura-San’s protest spot.’
‘” I find it comforting” one local woman said. “That building has attracted all sorts of seedy people, and nobody seems to be doing anything about it! It’s the most we can do to keep our children away from it and try to go about our lives.”’
While local support for the man’s protest is evident, major issue has been taken with his ominous presence and apparel, mainly the threatening, possibly magic beads around the man’s right arm and the doll-like construction of his left.
‘” We respect right Nomura-San’s rights to exercise Buddhism, however as a business we are responsible for our patron’s safety.” A representative of the HSE explained. “We are carefully monitoring the situation and keeping around the clock watch for any unlawful or dangerous activity and will make every effort to remove Nomura-San if he has proven in contempt of any village compact.
‘Goro Nomura is well known within the village and Buddhist circles as a reliable broker, handy man, and acquisition agent, one who has found work with various small Youkai groups and may have performed jobs for larger organizations such as the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Earth Sprit Palace, and the gangs of New Hell. This has led some to question if this is not an act of religious devotion, but an ‘activist-for-hire’ job in progress.’
‘” It’s obviously an angle. This guy’s no different from the rest of these follow-on [local businesses] and the fact that he’s using Buddhism for sympathy is so shameful. Expect him to be walking around with full pockets in a few months. In fact, I bet Yakumo is paying him off!”’ a local HSE patron, who wished to stay anonymous, commented.
Seija, I think I found him.” I said, looking up from the paper to an empty room.
I sighed as I grabbed my bowl and needle off the wall. Intent on following her.

I wonder if Goro is somehow gonna get involved in the final act.
Like he just accidentally get sucked into one of the colorful subspace reality gaps that Yukari and Okina make during their really really really really big fight

>>45094419
God I love hags. Beneath the mysterious exterior everyone sees them for is a barely restrained goofball stumbling through social situations with all the grace of a drunken swan, and nobody is none the wiser, not even other hags. I hope Hana never learns this truth, the reality that these are the people who run Gensokyo would crush her; and it's way funnier to keep the farce going.

>>45094814
>I wonder if Goro is somehow gonna get involved in the final act.
The Seija sub-plot will conclude with hooks for people to use for the Winter Solstice and Seija's/Goro's possible impact on it. I came up with the core idea while driving today and am laughing thinking about it.
This is aside from the Orin Gambit, Youkai Grassroots civilian Rescue Squad, and the observations on the HSE Goro sent to Eirin as part of their pill deal.

>>45094419
can't believe Suwako is stopping her from following her heart… What an evil god
so freakin' cute man, almost thought Kanako would start crying with Hana at some point. Thanks for the chapter!

>>45094780
>>45094778
man, must be weird for Tene and Rikako to sell their lemonade with a chanting and broken Buddhist with a fucking death bracelet or something just close by. Though, if it's evil spirits, I wonder if Kasen can break the bracelet with her arm and crush the spirits; would that save his soul?

>>45094774
Kanako WILL wake up

>>45096410
It's houjitsu so it's probably not evil spirits, and if Miko says only Yukari can do something she's probably right, the only other person I can think of is Byakuren but she's a "monk" whose also a Youjitsu specialists so this is probably outside of her wheelhouse.
She could probably turn Goro into a youkai though, although that probably wouldn't solve the problem.

>>45096459
oh, makes sense. Guess Goro-san only has the hag now if he wants his soul saved
poor guy...

>>45097714
Yukari is so lucky, she was fishing for a father for her child, and now she has one

>>45097828
>forgets to take his meds
Goro-san is so irresponsible and carefree. Yukari would never make him her trophy husband.

>>45097888
Gappy is immortal, and he will be soon
she has all the time in the world to properly groom him for his new role

>>45097888
I kinda just want to him explode due to not taking his meds while sitting in front of the HSE, it'd be pretty funny, all of those people being splattered in exploding goro-kun and then yukari having to gap away the mini-singularity he creates.

anyone has a writing prompt that don't break the community project or step on writefrens' toesfor me?
Need to warm up before writing more Tetsu

>>45097924
wtf Anon...
that'd indeed be funny

>>45097953
I can already see the headlines
"Myouren Temple Training Monks in Dark Magic."
Early today the creepy buddhist protesting the operations of lady Yukari's Hakurei Shrine Experience exploded after five stright days of chanting sutura out front, coulf Myouren temple be to blame?
Could the head monk and youkai witch, Byakuren Hijiri be responsible? Here's what the public has to say.

>>45098068
and you can be sure Yukari's best news puppet would be all over this, slandering Byakuren's reputation to kingdom come

>>45098129
aya doesn't need any encouragement to insult buddhists, she's always hated them
then again this story's aya is far dumber than canon aya, so maybe she forgot how much she hates buddhists

>>45098199
She tends to hate religion in general, which is probably a cultural holdover from tengus being based on jews who somehow found their way to Japan.

>>45097942
>Kaguya sneaks around the HSE and discovers Doujinshi
>Keine gets to answer her classes questions regrading the HSE
>The HSE gets an animal mascot that's like some random stray cat/dog/whatever which is often around the building.

>>45098232
the HSE already HAS an animal mascot

>>45098232
>Keine gets to answer her classes questions regrading the HSE
>fucking Gensokyo doesn't have sex ed.

>>45097942
Yukari's trying to find entertainment for the winter solstice. Options can include the young yet easily-swayed tsukomogami or the established and popular Prismrivers that may have their own opinions about the HSE.
Eiki and Komachi haven't done much, maybe a short story about the yama judging everyone's roles in this whole mess?
Hina goes to HSE and explodes from Anon's sheer, compressed density of his misfortune.
Nemuno and Urumi are some of the few hags that have yet to appear. Both are extremely capable of child rearing and bearing.
When in doubt, PC-98 is always an option Except HRtP I have a plan for one character since Mimafag didn't mention them but don't want to spoil who it is.

>>45098253
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>>45098253
I think the problem with bringing komachi in is that she'll immediately notice what's wrong with kasen and try to fix it because she spends so much time at kasen's house
so unless kasenanon wants to somehow write around komachi and kasen, it's slightly hard to bring her in without turning it into a whole arc

>>45098253
>own opinions about the HSE.
>Eiki and Komachi haven't done much, maybe a short story about the yama judging everyone's roles in this whole mess?
"Komachi, get the Rod of Remorse."
"The heavy one."

>>45098068
cont.
“I’ve always been suspicious of that youkai temple, you can’t trust youkai, everybody knows that.”
“Those Buddhists who claim to preach love and understanding only seeks to further subjugate us to youkai, they need to be exterminated. ”
Not to mention this is the same Byakuren Hijiri who years past plotted with Kanako Yasaka and prince Toyosatomimi no Miko to divide power between themselves and take over Gensokyo, could this be another plot to undermine the structure of Gensokyo, and dominate it for years to come.
Byakuren Hijiri, the head monk of the Myouren temple, also has quiet the checkered past, being sealed away a thousand years ago for practicing youjitsu, dark chaotic magic and associating with infamous youkai outlaw Seija Kijin, Nue Houjuu, and Murasa Minamitsu, guilty of various crimes between them including, drowning, sinking of the Sanzu ferry, assault, rape, and abuse of animals.
Not only that but these individuals have been welcomed into the temple as Monks! Could a nun who keeps this sort of company be considered legitimate? What sort of monk associates with youkai in the first place? Is she even a real monk? Why has the temple mouse been replaced with a vile rat? What's with the suspicious expansions to the monastery.
These are the questions the intrepid reporters of Bunbunmaru will tirelessly investigate as we seek to uncover the truth about this suspicious incident.

Next up: How to avoid being the victim of Buddhist suicide bombers and the history of Buddhist aggression

>>45098380
[Komachi, sniggering]
"Alright, but if I must say fighting fire with fire doesn't often work out well"

>>45091390

Cirno 13

--
Standing next to the exhausted Cirno on the surface of the frozen Moriya temple’s lake, its grand pillars turned into earth rings that now littered the ice. “So the first thing you have to know is that they’re all insane, it sounds nice to have a bunch of young handsome men waiting on you hand and foot day and night, but then one of them slices himself open to prove his devotion to you.” Suwako was of course speaking from personal experience here, although she had ended up marrying him so there was a bit of hypocrisy in her statement.

Cirno stared up into the sky, too tired to formulate a response as she caught her breath.

Continuing her rant, Suwako said, “The second thing you should know is to not become a curse or harvest god, there’s already so many of us that you’d barely get any faith, and curse gods get a bad wrap, there’s a reason I had to subjugate the Mishaguji.” For good reason, there wasn’t any real way to be a strong curse god and also not be at least a little bit evil, although the same crimes Suwako would fault the Mishaguji for she was also guilty of.

Cirno nodded wordlessly as feeling began to return to her limbs, her wings embedded in the ice beginning to try to free themselves.

“Third thing, don’t go randomly raising people to godhood, having servants is nice, and making sure your children and their kids are safe is good and all, but you shouldn’t go out handing spare curse gods or divine powers for birthdays.” Suwako also needed to learn that the hard way, of course, she half blamed her husband and children for being so fecund. “I can’t believe what Kanako is thinking to do, that young lady.” Suwako shook her head disapprovingly, Cirno didn’t really understand what she was talking about there, but she felt like she agreed.

Breaking herself from the Ice Cirno levitated back upright, stretching as she felt strength return to her.

“Fourth thing, start a business, all big religions in the outside world work on the basis of exchanging goods for a service, we do the same thing here, Ju-” Of course, the Moriya also extorted, threatened, smuggled, and schemed, but those were things SUwako was wise enough to not encourage in CIrno.

Gears began turning in Cirno’s head as Suwako continued on increasingly personal and gossipy tips. ‘She had tried to sell shaved ice before, but apparently, people didn’t like her water-flavored shaved ice. Maybe she could get the Moriyas to help her? Wasn’t there also a lemon fairy somewhere, although it was winter so she should probably work more on that, saving her spray-on-tan ability for when she needed it.’ However, there was also something that had been bugging Cirno.

“Hey Suwako? What about Yukari? I know she’s hurting Anon, and Reimu never liked her, but why do all this?” Cirno had been wondering about it for some time, Okina’s recruitment made sense to her, and so did her preparation to fight Yukari, but Yukari herself was a complete enigma to Cirno

Suwako sighed. “Honestly, I don’t understand either Yukari or Okina, and I trust them to do what's best in their own interests, but I have no idea what that is. Just be careful, those two are schemers and creeps.” Cirno nodded, Okina seemed nice, but there were also times she saw her and Narzin doing something… weird.

“If I had to say something Yukari’s just mad, humans are just like that. That’s half the reason gods and youkai exist, to oppose and be defeated by humans, but like us, their pride is their downfall. So if you want to take some lessons from this incident, never rest on your laurels, don’t become an enemy of humanity or Gensokyo for that matter, and be careful.” Suwako was talking more about herself and Kanako there than Yukari, but it still mostly applied and these were lessons everybody needed to learn.

“Thanks Suwako.” Nodded Cirno, it didn’t entirely make sense to her, but she was sure she’d understand in time “I’ll see you later, oh bye the way, remember to hit Kanako.” Cirno flew behind a rock and entered a back door to the temple. Shou wanted her to be able to count on her as a senpai, right? Surely she’d be help in figuring out Yukari and Okina.

“Bye Cirno!” She heard Suwako call as the sound of footsteps came closer to the temple shrine and lake.

--

I think I provided enough hints, but people already guessed what Kanako is planning to do with Anon and why Suwako disapproves. I’ll probably wait on Yama!anon’s Byakuren chapters to start writing the next part, but be sure to remember the temple should’ve probably begun the construction Cino observed earlier around the time we should be seeing Byakuren.
I think the ending feels kind of rushed, but I don't know what else to do here and want Cirno to go back and talk to her other Senpai now that her health problems are solved.

(1/2)
‘The man was a gnat and he knew it’, yes, this was the problem Yukari had decided.
Goro was one of the hundred or so villagers on the ‘watch list’ for breaking taboos and becoming Youkai or worse, which would normally be the responsibility of the shrine maiden to watch, but as Reimu fell increasingly behind on her duties it fell to the Gap Sage instead.
Unlike other miscreants though, Goro almost seemed acutely aware of this fact and prodded, but never pushed, the rules. He would skim Youmu books, but never read them fully. He knew a few spells and incantations of various like but would rarely use them and only in unexciting fashions. He’d carried on business relationships with Youkai and accepted invitations into their domains, but always left early and abided by custom. And he honored his ancestors while safeguarding his own soul from taint with the minimum of Buddhist practice.
Even when it came to gods, Goro had been effortlessly evasive. He worshipped Okina, but only her aspects and never the whole. This syphoned any faith directed toward him in a myriad of directions, meaning he couldn’t be glorified, but also wasn’t glorifying Okina directly, so she was incapable of making him a surrogate.
‘If the old pervert was capable of taking male servants that is’ Yukari thought.
This all made it especially tricky to stop Goro’s recent efforts against her, but like a fly it was more of a passive annoyance. He might’ve greased palms, caused troublesome parties to join hands, found a way to get those fickle Grassroots Youkai to coordinate in a way nobody could decipher, gotten an Amanojaku as his aide, and just maybe, maybe it would result in her having to waste an hour or two to get a flyswatter. She had more important matters to attend to in the meantime.
That was until he showed up at her doorstep with the equivalence of a tactical nuke in the form of a cursed bracelet.
‘I should’ve have insisted on sealing that one permanently.’ Yukari grimaced, remembering the Youkai Hunter who’d manufactured those beads.
Which raised a more important concern: ‘Why had Okina allowed “that” to fall into his hands?’ Yukari questioned. The god was bound by ancient compacts to not allow the tomb to be pilfered unless the harmony of the village was under grave threat and while the rising tensions may qualify, why that cursed thing? Why not the spear that casted empty lightning or the braid that sealed words instead of the weapon made by a psychopath to win several bets at once!
‘Uses Houjustsu but behaves like Youjustsu, a grudge that never grows, made purely from humans without the assistance of gods, youkai, or spirit…’ Yukari listed off the dares she rembered.
Should she simply forsake subtly and respond in force?
‘No.’ Yukari decided, ‘This is just like Okina, to prod and provoke her opponent onto her turf and crush them with experience.’
“Yukari-sama.” A quiet but confident voice called from the door.
“We have a situation outside the establishment.” Yamashiro stated, seemingly unbothered by the dire nature of things.
Yukari had noted that her manager had become warmer and less jaded in the past few monthes, which had made the HSE run a little smoother and allowed her to address more dire matters, but for some reason she found herself a little annoyed by it.
“I’m aware.” Yukari stating, sliding forward a piece of parchment. “Read that statement when the Tengu arrive and keep our people from getting too close. At least until I have Ran take a look.”

>>45099713
(2/2)
“… like a good-tempered horse, stays stoic and tame; and content with daily food and clothing, announces quietly that he will remain still for some time…” The apparent monk chanted.
He had arrived in the mob of morning traffic at some point, using the cover of the crowd’s hustle and bustle to make his little spot before any of us could notice, and by the time we did, Goro had already made his place.
“Ran-sama…” A quiet voice said, tugging at my robe.
It was one of the workers at the HSE, a small tanuki, although lacking in the boldness and ill manners of her kin. I squatted next to her so that she could whisper into my ear.
“Goro-san is a kind person. He isn’t dangerous but…” she trailed off, trying to find the words. “…he looks different.”
I patted the girl’s head. “I’m sure he’s just a little confused, why don’t you go back inside hm? I believe Takane may have some work for you.”
The tanuki bowed and quickly scurried away.
Carefully I went back to my observations. The man was wearing an ancient, but well-kept, Buddhist robe although the branching, angular patterns sowed in white along the cuffs seemed irregular. His left hand resembled a mannequin, but seemed entirely functional despite that as if it was just another part of his body, unimportant then. On his neck were visible bruises and a few bite marks, probably Youkai? Was this an act of revenge?
What made analysis difficult was the thick, ominous presence of the energies that were pouring out of that bracelet of his. Like a single powerful light causes a photo to be over-exposed the malignant energies flooded my spiritual senses so that I could hardly see the man’s spiritual being.
What I could observe were the faces that seemed to inhabit each bead. Their expressions were indifferent, and the subject of their observation would rapidly and erratically change. I watched as one face tracked a merchant, then a bird, then a light particle, and finally a sound. Sometimes the faces would even disappear for a moment, perhaps tracking something that couldn’t be perceived normally?
My brain was working overtime trying to collect, aggregate, and analyze the faces behavior, including how long they observed a subject, categories of objects and phenomena they observed, pairs of objects they transitioned between, the transition time between different objects, which bead face observed what…
It would take decades for even someone as analytically powered as I am to discern their pattern, if any.
But for a fleeting moment, a fraction of a second so small most people wouldn’t even perceive it, I saw a face observe the HSE for longer than it had then it had previously.
Goro was calculating a firing solution.
“…To what the soul may be compared which is a predator to the defenses of the jovial…”

>>45099005
>I’ll probably wait on Yama!anon’s Byakuren chapters
Next up. Will probably have the first bit out by tonight.
>but be sure to remember the temple should’ve probably begun the construction Cino observed earlier around the time we should be seeing Byakuren.
Thanks. I forgot they were also building child-care facilities

(1/1)
—
With children, things never start big. It's always an ember that, unfortunately, starts the fire; "Keine-sensei!" I look at the student with her hand raised, the majority of the class focusing on their own cliques and drawing—it is their pause for drawing—and I approach. She looks like a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. Never a good thing.

"What is it, Fumiko-chan?" I ask, her brother—Daisuke—on the table by her side, trying his best to hold off his laughter.

This feeling… I sense impending doom—

"… Are you pregnant?"

Wha—

"WHAT?! Keine-sensei is pregnant?!" I hear the yell from behind me, the pepping tammy holding her cheeks with glitter in her eyes.

The whole class is now looking at me.

—What the—

"Wow! Keine-sensei is pregnant! Congrats—my mum is also pregnant; you can be pregnant friends!" Another student announces, raising her arms to the skies with a big smile.

"No, wait, I'm not—" OOF! A comet hits me, an excited boy putting his ear on my belly as if to listen for a baby and, as expected, he can only hear blood circulation—

"Wow, I can hear the baby! Congrats, Keine-sensei!” Not that a child could tell the difference… The fire is always small, but it can grow as fast as an ember on dry hay. The entire class, forgetting their drawings, rushed around me like a horde, a cacophony of shrieking voices congratulating me for my pregnancy or trying to listen to my blood circulating. Already red and growing angry with all the commotion, I'm about to yell for them to stop before a tiny voice somehow overlaps all the others.

"Wait—how did Keine-sensei get pregnant?"

Twenty pairs of eyes are over me, all laddered with confusion and expecting answers. I'm positively beet-red. "I-I… Uh… You see—"

"KEINE-SENSEI IS PREGNANT, NO MORE SCHOOL! HAHAHA!" I froze still when the yell echoes throughout the school's corridors, one of my more energetic students having left the classroom without me noticing and shouting that in the fucking corridor—worse of all, whispers start in the distance, and I can clearly discern my name—

This is getting out of hand! I need to do something! "Lis—"

"It was Ms. Yakumo, duh—she decided Keine-sensei should have a baby, and poof, Keine-sensei is pregnant—just like my mum." Someone says their theory, probably having heard similar things from that disgusting place run by the Gap Youkai—which I never ever placed a foot on!

"Wait, your mum is also pregnant?"

"I wonder if Ms. Yakumo can poof a baby in me too," a little girl says, holding her belly. Between rushing behind the boy still laughing in the corridors about the presumed lack of school days and this, my choice is made for me.

"NO! Don't even think about going near Yukari, okay?! You're too young for that!"

"Aw…"

“What about me? I’m three months older than her—”

“Only AFTER you’re 18!”

“Dammit.”

"So it is Ms. Yakumo—"

"No, it's not Yukari that is—GO AFTER HOMURA-KUN, PLEASE!" I yell at the classroom representative, who jumps like a scared cat, nods, and goes after the dumbass STILL yelling in the corridors. The whispers are loud, and I hear footsteps closing on my class. I'm sweating from nervousness, the kids talking lighting fast, and I'm just not able to accompany it all and— "L-Listen, I'm not—"

Strong arms lift me from the ground, and a lively laugh echoes through the classroom. Oh no… "KEINE, YOU DID IT! AHAHA! BEFORE ME, EVEN MORE! YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Mokou yells, her embrace crushing my ribs—cautious as to not squeeze my belly—her personality and loud voice rallying up the students even more with excitement and wonder, the girls talking with their heads on the clouds about pampering their teacher and accompanying close by the progress of my belly; the boys confusedly theorizing just how my pregnancy came to be.

My pregnancy that doesn't even fucking exist!

"I wish you weren't such an idiot and had told me—discovering it like this, from a snotty, annoying kid, is so anticlimactic! But I am just so happy for you, Keine! You, the one that always goes on and on about how you can never find a good man, becoming a mother!" Mokou puts me down, hands clasping my shoulders and the biggest smile on her face. "This gonna be so good, I'm gonna be an aunt! Who's the father, anyway?"

"Wow, who's the father?" A girl asks, excited about the prospect of a love story.

"Keine-sensei, Hagoromo-kun ran off to the village—he's still yelling about your baby!" The class representative returns, crying and shaking.

There's a crying child; all my other students are commemorating or confused about my pregnancy; the school already knows it, and the whole village will know it in minutes—even Mokou somehow got into this monumental mess…

I'm pale as a ghost, trembling and cold sweating with just how quickly this fire went from an ember to a full-on nuclear explosion—

“Wait… I can hear two babies! You're gonna have twins!” An overexcited kid yells, ear on my belly.

Mokou's eyes glow like stars, smile wide.

Oh, fuck off…

>>45099904
Perfect. Really captures the suffering of a spinster school teacher!

>>45099904
Heh, this is gonna be good

>>45099005
Momwako giving all the necessary romantic and life advice so Cirno doesn't end fucking herself over is nice, though I doubt most pierced the chunk of ice that is her brain
>to not become a curse or harvest god
god of ice cream is her best bet, there will be no shortage of faith
>I think I provided enough hints, but people already guessed what Kanako is planning to do with Anon
I don't need more hints to know Kanako wants to raw dog Anon for 1001 nights straight, but thanks.

(1/1)
—
It was a cold night, but knitted clothes kept me, Chen—hi!—and Mr. Anon warm and cozy. Clouds obstructed the moonlight, and although I could see well in the dark, Mr. Anon couldn't, so we got a fancy flashlight—a mini Ms. Okuu inside a tube! Wow!—and left the shrine, waving to Ran, who stayed behind to cook dinner.

"So," Mr. Anon started, holding my hand and guiding us to the forest, the flashlight illuminating the way, our heavy boots crushing fallen sticks and dead foliage. "What friend are we playing with tonight?"

My smile grows, looking forward in the darkness, tails bobbing as I think. There are many friends we have been accompanying recently, and I really just want to see everyone… But that'd be too straining for Mr. Anon, wouldn't it? So, as we jump over a small pebble hole in the ground, I decide, "Flan!"

"Ho? Flan? Hm…" There was something weird in Mr. Anon's face, like anxiety—but it vanished as fast as it came, his adventurous smile returning. "Okay—let's go see Flan!" And so he was running, my cat ears perking and blood rushing, following him and laughing. Mr. Anon is a bit slow to dodge the obstacles under the cover of the night, but that's from a youkai's point of view—and if he were to fall, I'd be there in a second to catch him!

I think he knows that.

We soon reach Flan's tree, Mr. Anon pulling me out from the ground and placing me on his shoulders—yeah, I can fly… but being carried around is so fun!—followed by the flashlight in his mouth and then climbing the tree with trained quickness, my arms loosely holding him.

Not like I'm gonna fall.

As we reach the thicker layer of branches, Mr. Anon stops and flashes mini Ms. Okuu around and—wow! "Flan's web is shining like gold!" I point, eyes wide with wonder.

I can hear his smile as he says, "Beautiful, isn't it?" He keeps the light on the glistening web, climbing the rest of the way up to a stable tree branch with much more careful movements—it's a 30ft fall. "Flan's a…" He stops, looking at me expectantly.

"Trichonephila clavata~" I purr, raising my chin with pride as he smiles and nods, finally stabilizing and letting me down. "The book Ms. Suzu got me makes it so much easier to remember names!"

"Oh, remember to thank her a lot when she visits again, 'kay? So…" Carefully, we approach the spider web, the gold shining brighter than my earring. So pretty~oh, and there's Flan! She threads around her web, eight legs as big as my hand, her red and gold coloration resembling the origin of her name—though this Flan is much calmer and likes to be watched, but no touching! "Notice something weird about Flan?"

Huh? I gaze a bit closer, Flan looking at me with all her freaky eyes, her not getting aggressive filling me with warmth—though… Wait a second; she's looking around more than usual. "She… looks like she's searching for something. What is she searching for, Mr. Anon?" His smile falters a bit, flashing the light around as if he were also looking for something.

"Flan is searching for a mate."

"A mate?"

"It's fall, so she needs to find a mate and have babies before winter comes." My eyes light up like fireworks. Babies?! I love babies! They're always so cuddly~ "Though it looks like she's out of luck for tonight, no males in sight… She still has a lot of time, so it shouldn't matter too much."

"Is she in a hurry?" I ask, watching as Mr. Anon moves a bit to a more comfortable position while also spreading his weight.

"Flan there must have her babies before winter, so she can pass on her genes," he sighs, apparently not knowing how to form whatever he's going to say next— "… Or she'll die without fulfilling her purpose."

I frown, tails stopping. Huh? "Flan will die…" I look at the golden web and Flan, the spider still searching for a mate. She's so young—not even a year old— "… Why?"

"That's the cycle of life of beings with such a short lifespan," he smiles awkwardly, free hand landing on my head and brushing my ears. "She has her children and does everything to protect them until her last breath. Then, during spring, the eggs hatch, and it all starts again—it may look sad, I know—" apparently he read my mind, my lungs deflating. "—but I'll say it's a joy. Having Hana, for example, gave me such purpose at a point in my life I was feeling so lost… I couldn't be happier that time."

"… It's always like this?" He looked at me, puzzled. “You’ll die…?”

He gasps quietly, but then pats my head, smiling. I feel like crying. "Don't worry about that, Chen… Death is what gives short lives like mine meaning. To know my days are numbered… That's why I love exploring, playing, and teaching you—doing all that makes me assured I'm not wasting my time in this world!"

I've heard those words before…

I look at Flan—oh, there's a smaller spider by her! Mr. Anon loudly laughs at my surprise. "Oh, I was wrong: looks like she found herself a mate—let's give them some privacy."

And, as Mr. Anon descends the tree, I cling to him like never before.

and that's my quota of fluff! Gonna write actual plot now.

>>45100154
As always Chen is adorable

>>45099904
And Kiene will still end up having to take care of even more kids, she's like the one youkai we now of capable of properly rearing children.
All of the orphanages will have to fight over her, just like they're fighting over Anon.

>>45099726
>>45099713
Goro-san exploding in the middle of the street because he didn't take his meds!
Eirin being blamed for not having psychological accompaniment of a man that had just suffered immense bodily trauma!
Yukari using his death as a political stunt against the Byakuren!
Seija getting so fucking mad, she outright joins Okina's factions!
>Goro was calculating a firing solution.
I'm a dumbass, I didn't get the meaning of this…

>>45100440
>All of the orphanages will have to fight over her, just like they're fighting over Anon.
Takane should speedrun getting Keine on her side then

>>45099713
this is an incredibly autistic nitpick but I think Yukari would call it an "atomic device" rather than tactical nuke
Her pedantic vocabulary would keep to the older, most correct terms over more modern slang

>>45101514
>"You buffoon"
>"You absolute afront to God almighty's perfect creation"
>"You bloody dragon"
>"You cheap rapscallion"
>"Your mother was a blasted atomic device"

>>45093948
I'll be honest, I wasn't exactly sure how to engage with your posts since it seemed like the ball was still in your court. I'm fine rolling with pretty much anything you want to throw at me short of Lemontene brutally murdering Alice for stealing her lemonade or something as equally drastic

>>45101763
the hag pretends to be young, but her unconscious habits expose her as so very old

>>45094085
oh no... Takane-san...

>>45094780
>>45094778
The best part about the Goro stories is that this is exactly how I picture romancing the jaku would go.

>>45101930
It's also a cautionary tale:
>maybe trying to fix her really isn't worth it

>>45101763
"You can bloody well shut up!"

>>45099904
you can headbutt her all you want Keine, but she knows she already won

>>45102432
how long until Keine snaps?
>constantly cut off
>within a day Mokou has already built a new room for the babies in Keine's house and blown up her credit card in babyware
>Keine can never tell the truth because something always interrupts her
>it gets do fucking wild she actually starts to believe she's pregnant
>Narumi happens to be passing by when Mokou and Keine are talking about the babies, senses no children inside Keine and, feeling pity, blesses her with twins
>upon actually feeling effects of pregnancy, Keine's mind snap back to reality and she's confused as hell, trying to convince everyone she's never been pregnant and it somehow just happened
>people think it's the coming of Touhou Jesus
>Yukari SEETHES at this
kek, probably won't be anything of the sorts, but it sounded funny in my head

>>45100041
Somebody already made a drawing of ice cream god Cirno, I want to claim this it inspired this but that would be a lie.
Honestly she's pretty cute.

>>45103699
look at her lethal weaponry!

(1/4)
The second I had seen Goro and the HSE in that picture I had rocketed off, not thinking about much else, in retrospect, that’s probably how they tracked and caught me so easily.
It started with a furry of translucent pink fists rocketing in all directions around me, which took me by surprise, but I knew they were the product of that bald-headed Nyuudou: Unzan.
He wasn’t the problem. Anyone who’d fought with Ichirin, his spokeswoman, was well aware of the fact that he was too pansy to hit people directly. Meaning one of the other Buddhist Youkai or Ichirin herself were probably in the wings. I couldn’t afford to let that wimp pinkie direct me into their assault!
But in charging as quickly I could to get out of his range I slammed into some kind of wall and felt the familiar feeling of surface tension breaking. A river? Up so far in the sky?
Couldn’t get stuck in impossibilities now, so holding my breath, I charged headlong in to try to find an exit before the drag of the water let them catch up to me, then I heard the cheers.
Men, woman, all dressed in sailor’s garb emerged from the bleakness of the water and were all making a beeline for me, wielding spears, nets, and oars. None of them looked panicked to be in some floating sky river nor did they seem focused like they were on a hunt, all of them just looked freakishly enthused, as if on their way to a party.
Well at least they knew how to enjoy a fight!
I charged into the weakest looking part of the crowd and began throwing their bodies to propel myself forward and give the other maritime rabble something to catch that wasn’t fish. For a while I was making progress, inching along through the width of the river. They were a persistent bunch however and a few nets here, some dodged spears there, and they were closing around me in all six directions.
From the corner of my eye, I could a shadow over the daylight cast into the water. Someone was above the surface.
Well, I don’t think I could flip our positions from this far away, but it was better then being made a cabin wrench for a bunch of psychotic fishmen spirits!
I snap my fingers and suddenly find myself floating in the sky once more, a strange trail of water behind me, seemingly all the iconic Buddhists brigade surrounding me, including a few strange people with helmets seemingly made from baskets I didn’t recognize, and Hijiri, the chief witch in charge herself, staring down at me with smiling contempt.
Out of the frying pan into the inferno, eh?
With a snap of my fingers, I flip positions with one of the basket men and rocket away as fast as I could. Leaving the whole mob in my dust.
For some reason I was on fire. Normally I couldn’t pull off flipping locations like this and especially not in quick succession. What’s more, none of their attacks were touching me. I sailed left and right, dodging whatever bullets came my way well before they had a chance to make their mark. Were they all taking me lightly or was I just that good? It didn’t seem like they were pulling punches.
But it was not to last. As I flew, I felt some weird increase in resistance, like the wind was guiding me in a particular way. I leaned into it, trying to increase my speed, right into a net lined with charms and Ofuda.
The characteristic shock and needling feeling caused by those charms’ effects coursed through my body and in a desperate gamble, I snaped my fingers.
The shock stopped and everything went quiet.
“You idiots put an off switch on these things?” I laughed.
Then I felt a metal rod strike my head and back, a rope tied around my neck, and a smog blown over my face. I was out within seconds.

>>45104338
(2/4)
When I awoke, the first thing I noticed was the scent of tea.
The second thing I noticed was that the whole Myouren Temple fighting force had assembled as if it was a family meeting, plus that annoying Taoist brat Futo. Feh, I’d like to thrash her again if I could.
I was bound to a chair, and I felt weak, whatever they used this time I don’t think I could flip out of it too easily even if I was on a roll. That, combined with the barely lit confines of what I could only assume was a tea house made it clear that I was up for interrogation.
How long had it been?
“Seija Kijin” Hijiri spoke, approaching me.
The woman was clearly pissed. You could tell by that gait of Her’s, so practiced and refined, not as calm and serene as she usually walked, even if she did have that little smile of hers on.
“Congratulations!” She happily said, holding my cheeks and smiling.
I expected a lot, but this was far down the list.
“You all surprised that it took all of you more then a few tries to bring me down?” I spat on the floor “How about we have set of ‘fair’ bouts okay? You’ll be singing my praises as I level each of you one by one.”
“Oh no, not your evasion” She said, waving her hand “you formed a connection, didn’t you?”
“Connection? What are you on about? Some Buddhist nonsense? Sorry I don’t speak in riddles and sutras. Now let me go, I’ve got a life to save, see? Nothing you religious nuts have the right to get in the way of.” I commanded.
“Ah, how admirable.” Hijiri said, laying her check on her hand.
“You were once again charging ahead to save a loved one? This is the second time if what I learned is true.” She remarked.
Something about this whole situation was wrong. While Hijiri was seemingly all smiles, the rest of the peanut gallery was quiet, as if she was about to let me know I’ve been kicked out of the family and was just making small talk in the meanwhile. Plus, those bucket heads were still around. What was their deal?
“Yeah yeah, I’m a regular Buddha, if you understand that, then untie me and I’ll leave without pummeling you all as a courtesy.” I jeered.
She pulled up a chair and sat in it all lady like.
“You see Seija,” Hijiri began as if I hadn’t said anything. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to guide Youkai like yourselves who’s very nature makes it hard to co-exist with humans. I’ve tried several methods and observed several situations, but unfortunately it was all I could do to simply turn away Youkai who seemed trapped in their evil nature.” Her shoulders slumped.
“Can’t fix what isn’t broke.” I remark, shaking my head.
“One such method was a sort of ‘exchange’.” She started again, ignoring me. “You see, if a human being willingly offers an evil youkai their flesh and eats the flesh of an evil youkai in return, then they might form a bond. The youkai subsists on the human’s consumed flesh and the human, having consumed the youkai’s flesh, sustains a mutual existence. Just like a marriage, the two are bound to each other by love and by that method even an evil youkai may become good and wise.” She explained.
“Feh, what kind of quack methods are you taking about.” I joke. “Ain’t no way just eating an arm or leg is gonna satisfy something like an Oni.”
“Very observant Seija!” She said, clapping her hands. “That’s why the human must give it willingly. By doing so, the emotion of sacrifice elevates the value many times fold for the youkai. Oh, but this isn’t something like a god receiving faith or the like, it’s more like the human giving a gift of love that only one person can receive.” She clarified.
“However, to consume flesh is taboo and human flesh doubly so.” Hijiri clarified.
I could see the youkai in the back looking in other directions as if they didn’t all eat and drink and use the Sutras as napkins after the fact.
“What’s more, this method could lead to ‘Gaki-ai’ a ‘Ghoul Love’. It’s the height of destructive lust and attachment that leads only to pain, even subsuming pure love itself.” She spoke.
“Bleh, could you please stop talking about ‘love this’ and ‘love that’? It’s annoying to see someone so old go on and on about it.” I sneer.
“What I’m pursuing is a way to establish ‘Hou-ai’ or ‘Principled Love’ between man and youkai.” She continued, ignoring me once more. “Which I believe you’ve managed to create between Goro and yourself.”
“What?!” I yelled, rocking my chair as I did. “Hey you perverse granny! How many times do people gotta tell you to stop trying to play matchmaker and up and die already!”
Her fist struck me as soon as I finished speaking and I flew across the room before her hand grabbed my collar moments before I impacted the wall and tossed me gingerly to the other side of the room, landing on my side.
“It’s such a shame then, how you achieved such an end.” Hijiri spoke, slowly approaching me in that measured gait once again.

>>45104346
(3/4)
Everyone in the room froze and all the wandering, uncomfortable eyes looked at me. Even Nue’s, yes, I see you hiding back there in the shadows, jaw slightly dropped.
Hijiri knelt beside me and felt my stomach. Then raised and kicked me hard in the side. Like a soccer ball I flew into the air and just barely my chair touched the ceiling, before falling onto her fist.
As I gagged, I looked into her eyes. She was no longer smiling, and any false pretense was gone. She was livid.
“You truly are contemptible.” Hijiri said as I fell to the floor.
“Thanks.” I gagged. “I really-“I spit out before she gags me with a rope, tying it tightly around my head.
“When I saw you with Goro first, I was hopeful. That man had dealt with youkai far more dangerous and malevolent then you and never cursed anyone. He truly wished the best for everyone, even his enemies. But in the end, you just had to use him for your own twisted gratification, cursed him, and…” Her face twitched “…you even soiled him afterwards?”
What remarkable praise!
“You were pretty lucky that we found you first actually.” The Nazrin replacement (except she was rat) spoke up, whatever her name was, Chizhao? “Plenty of other people have a vendetta on you for this. It’s not like last time where I heard you just had a price on your head.” She remarked.
“It’s because Goro was never dishonest and didn’t patronize anyone!” Ichirin interjected. “He didn’t pity you or act condescending! He’d always made sure his deals where fair, and all parties benefited! He accepted everyone as they were and you…” She began, clenching her teeth. “…even when he accepted an Amanojaku like you, you still betrayed him!”
Was she speaking for herself, Unzan, or both?
“He was fool hearty sure.” Murasa chimed in. “But when he was just a lad and I helped him fish up his father’s corpse, he still sold everything he had to buy me hooch as payment uh,” She stuttered, realizing she’d probably just earned herself a punishment for drinking several years in the making. “Ah hell, he practically drowned my skirt in tears that night.”
What was this, a wake?
“When he discovered his ability, he confided in me first. When I asked him why when I had made such poor use of my own well…” Shou began, tightening her grip on the spear “…he told me it was cool how I could still look so confident regardless.”
“His fear would always spike when making a deal, the unknown between him and his client, that was his favorite thing.” Nue spoke from the shadows.
“Seija.” Hijiri began, untying the rope gag from my head. “Speak your piece and then we’ll decide what to do with your.”
Finally.
“You’re all a bunch of sad losers and hypocrites.” I spoke.

>>45104354
(4/4)

“You talk a big game about co-existence, acceptance, and all this other crap, but when it comes down to it, you’re just scared and seething about ‘how things are supposed to be’. You want to know why Goro’s mine and not saying Sutras with your sorry lot? It’s because he likes me better.”
“It you’re just going to jeer at us…” Hijiri’s eyes narrowed.
“Oh, but I’m telling you the truth! He put you all at arm’s length because he can smell the failure on all of you and is afraid of what’ll happen if he takes the kid’s gloves off. You know what? I’ve stopped blaming him! Who wants to become a Lonely Sea-locked wrench who has to drown people to make friends, a pair of co-dependent fickle, alcoholic priests, a lazy avatar who can’t even be a puppet right, an indecisive introverted yet somehow attention-starved prankster, or a hypocrite witch hag who’s more afraid of death then a naked, beaten, broken man who at least had some fight in him!” I condemned.
“I mean, look at this circus! Look at the village! The HSE! I’d want to die a peaceful death to if these were my options! That’s why he belongs to me and not you. I may be a weak little contrarian, but I ate that fear out of him. All of you are too complacent to do the same.”
For a while the tea house was quiet as my words sunk in.
Most of what I said was meant to hurt them, but I believed every word.
Hijiri stepped over to me, raised my chair, and with a motion raised the window shutters with magic.
Outside I saw the HSE and in front of it, Goro, sitting as he was in the newspaper photo, chanting.
“I wonder how much of that spiritual energy you can see. Goro has been sitting there for more than a day chanting sutras and focusing on that building in the meantime. He’s turning himself into a missile, one that will target exclusively the HSE and destroy its target. When it’s done, his soul will most likely be annihilated.” Hijiri explained.
I did see the twisted aura coming off him. Like a dirty candle flame it flowed from below him and bellowed upward, terminating at a tip. Within it I couldn’t see any sort of screaming skulls, spinning knives, or anything else corporal, just malice.
“I’ll give you one chance to save him, but if you fail, I will take him somewhere you’ll never find him again.” Hijiri continued, stripping something from my back.
With my bindings gone I fell forward and smack my face into the floor.
“And at that point, I’ll assume your incapable of anything but sin and take appropriate precautions to protect this land.”
Getting up I gazed about the room one more time. It was as she said, all of them seem poised to let me leave, although that probably means they had other ways of tracking me.
“Hey Taoist brat.” I yell at Futo. “Why’re you here huh? Interested in some Buddhist family drama.”
She shook her head. “I would not lower myself to finding pleasure in other’s strife such as you would knave. Mine own master simply asked that I observe the situation regarding this man.”
Probably because that scheming Miko was up to something. Whatever, she could sit on her coach and watch all she wanted, just like the rest of these hacks.
“You all watch and learn.” I said, making for the door. “I’ll show you quacks how to actually ‘save’ someone’s soul”.

---

Next time: The heart throbbing climax! But after Halloween because I'll be doing skeleton things.

>>45100985
>Spoiler
Ran is a computer geek. She's basically saying Goro is trying to direct whatever happens after his death at the HSE like a guided missile.
>>45101514
I was thinking about Davy Crockett launchers, which I figured where old enough and a better analogy since the one pulling the trigger is never going to be able to escape the blast radius anyway.

Also want to say in either case, the Yakumo's don't really 'know' exactly what will happen, since the beads are sort of a one-of-a-kind specialty weapon and they've never died in their wearer's possession before. Yukari's making an educated guess based on who made the thing and Ran's making a logical deduction based on other magic she's seen. Different characters may not see it the same way or even as a weapon.

>>45101930
I'm happy since this was the intention. Some people are just too blinded by lust to see the truth.

>>45092705 (2/-)
—
Holding Chen's hand on mine brings me back to a distant past, one I look with eyes of the densest regret. I squeeze her hand, the ghostly red and white ribbon on her head fading as her ears twitch and her big, round eyes stare at me. "Ms. Reimu?"

"… Sorry, you said something, Chen?"

"No—are you feeling well? No bad thoughts?"

My thumb caresses the back of her hand, and though her eyes are gray as cobblestone for a moment, I nod. "It's okay, I swear—wounds of old just… don't fade away easily." Her hand squeezes back, eyes of worry, the scarf around my neck stopping cold thoughts from crawling up my spine. I smile, picking her up from the ground with a surprised yelp from the cat, placing her on my shoulders and holding her legs. "If you keep being this precious, I'll fall in love!" She giggles, opening her arms as if to resemble a plane.

With a tinge of good humor, I look forward, seeing Ran and Tetsu in the distance and—

—Aya Shameimaru…

… I knew she was part of the team. Yet, I wasn't expecting to see her so soon—actually, seeing her at all. A remarkably foolish desire.

I feel my blood cooling, my gaze narrowing, latent power at my very fingertips.

Yet I won't attack.

Aya is the root of many of my problems—the defamation, the humiliation, the fake news… But what she's not is the seeds, nor the sower of them. Chen notices my silence and growing aura of tension, her tiny hand gently caressing the top of my head. I don't look at her as I whisper, "Thank you…"

We approach the group of three, a weird conversation I pay no mind to, my eyes glued to the crow's back, softly picking Chen from my shoulders and putting her down. Ran notice me first, nine-tails getting bushy and a glare that said "no." I nodded back, calmly, and she understood. Tetsu remained quiet, smile mischievous, and Chen never took her eyes from me, frowning and watching with her little heart pounding…

"—I really don't see how that's my best option. I'm sure there's something else we can do and—" I give one hard step, the entire of the tengu's body tensing like a rod… Slowly she turns, neck timidly bending backwards and eyes broad as she stares at me, body towering over hers, a cold gaze probably making her feel naked—sure, I'm not going to attack… But, despite everything, I still do have a sense of humor, and scaring people is funny—even though she looks terrorized, all visible hairs standing up. "… Reimu…"

"Aya." And I simply walk past her. I can almost hear her body jolting with relief, and a slight smile breaks my semblance—Toutetsu openly laughs, Ran breathing a sigh of relief.

Puzzled, Chen looks at the crow, huffing as if she just escaped drowning. "Are you okay, Ayaya? Ms. Reimu is not scary."

"Bless you, Chen, bless you…" The tengu murmurs, struggling to turn around and face me. Now, the four of us are here, and discussion of important matters should start. I look at Ran, asking for the first word, and she nods.

"In about two months, we're going to save my ex-husband from Yukari." Aya's eyes shine with the 'ex', and I glare at her, but don't do more. "I've fought Yukari before, and whatever she has in store is more than we can see. She always has something more. Be quick to adapt. Moreover: when we all go down on her—the Moriyas, Okina, Byakuren; us—spellcard rules will be forgotten. She'll be intangible with her gaps and will be able to open our hearts if desired. But she won't do that. Killing—mos—of us—" I look at Aya and Ran; the first recoils, the latter remains undisturbed, at least on surface level. "—could lead to disaster: so expect her to try tampering our minds with her gaps. Any way we can counter her gaps, Ran?" I ask, arms crossed.

"… Me." The single word raises a collective eyebrow. "I can close the gaps she opens immediately—" A gap opens, and she pulls an interesting talisman. The duality of the symbols and color rubs me the wrong way, especially the power imbued there. Too much, simply too much. "—after using this, I'll be able to break Yukari's command over me, but not our seal; she'll need to concentrate to do so, and in the middle of a battle… But closing her gaps should take all of my concentration, which means I'll be an easy and, most likely, a primary target—you'll have to defend me."

"That's on me—no better defense than eating everything she throws at you, Ranni, keh." Tetsu grins, and Ran nods, the slightest of smiles on her face.

With that set-up, I turn to Aya and, swallowing bitterness, speak, "You're the fastest of us. You take Anon, then scram. Got it?" I expected a simple nod, but Aya became red and looked at the ground, cringing under my gaze, giving Ran a side glance, begging for help. The shikigami sighs. "… What am I missing here?"

"Aya… will be recovering from a straining process at the time. It's unsure if she'll participate in the rescue efforts." What…? I look at her, squint—! Something pops up in her aura—

The… five of them.

She’s pregnant with four… Huh.

>>45104478
Frankly, I'm impressed with how well Aya is holding herself together considering the fact that she's in gohei-striking distance of a woman she accused of murdering multiple random youkai. Aya can only hope Reimu can't float over her density and realize she just gave the go-ahead for her fantasies to become reality.
t.Ayafag. Love the birdbrain bullying as always.

>>45104563
>a woman she accused of murdering multiple random youkai.
Best part is: Reimu 100% murdered them too. Aya was playing with fire.

>>45104563
it's okay guys, Reimu said she's sorry, and researchers confirm she was feeling very sad. All the murdering? That's in the past.
also, don't know how the laying of the eggs will affect Aya's physically and mentally, so left it open for a 'nope, I'll be there for the father of my children, don't care if I just birthed said children' moment or something in that autistic route

>>45104656
...I have been considering Aya kamikaze-ing Yukari after all the home-grown terrorism talk as a funny joke. Ran being able to close Yukari's gaps just made it somewhat viable and I don't know how to feel about that. Every plot point I've written has been at least partially motivated by "Wouldn't it be funny if x" and the now the funny is staring back at me.

>>45104368
>knows Yukari is the only one capable of destroying the bracelet's curse and, by extension, the energy
>still chooses to nuke a building full of innocent workers that are likely there to make a living
>won't amount to anything but a juicy card Yukari can use against Byakuren
is Goro really betting on Hijiri helping him here, or is desperation such a powerful drug? This whole thing just seems to put Hijiri against a wall with a terrorist attack and make whatever comes during Winter Solstice just looking like Yukari is defending herself
I'm hyped, damn
>spoiler
spooky...

>>45104368
Next time: The WHAT climax?

>>45104725
>and the now the funny is staring back at me.[/spider]
happens to the best of us... More often that not, also

>>45104790
>spider
god fucking dammit, studying up until midnight fries my brain...

>>45094419

Confusion danced across the imposing goddess’s face as Hana couldn’t help but let the humor of the situation wash over her. Here was a miko-in-training scared out of her mind and crying like she was child again while being comforted by the god of a rival shrine, all because she entirely misunderstood the goddess’s feelings and panicked while assuming the worst.

As Hana’s thin laugh grew deeper her smile shone brighter along with it and she could see Kanako’s confusion morph into a slightly nervous smile, which in turn only made Hana more amused as she realized that Kanako must have thought her mentally defective. The two shared a laugh for good bit until Hana finally got the last one out of her system, it felt good letting out that stress and fear.

Hana wiped her eyes, clearing the last bit of tears from her fit as Kanako visibly relaxed, she seemed to ‘lean back’ as her posture slackened despite the lack of anything to lean back to. The confusion and panic on her face from earlier was gone and replaced by an air of thoughtful serenity as a thin smile lifted the edges of her lips and with a sigh softly spoke, “I may have been surprised to learn of Kirisame-san’s visits in secret to your father, but neither of you have earned my ire”

Nodding her head Hana felt a little guilty at ever doubting Kanako as she continued to express her thoughts, “It is true that Suwako and myself are in agreeance in banning Sanae and our faithful from going there and it is also true that we would discourage anyone from going alone, but I know that the both of you are noble in spirit enough to handle yourselves.”

A pang of guilt jolted through Hana at those words but she kept silent. Kanako paused before her next words, clearing her throat and and rubbing the back of her neck as a faint redness spread to the edge of her cheeks, “As for her personality change… I cannot say in confidence what is in her heart, she has little faith and cares little to entrust me with it. We do not share the link letting me hear her prayers and true feelings after all”

Kindness spread across her face with a tender smile as she glided a little closer to Hana, “However, no matter what troubles her I know that if you are patient with her and support her through this you may gain a powerful bond stronger than what you had before.” Hana nodded, that infectious warm smile spreading to her own face, “Consider it the wisdom of chief god of the Moriya shrine and protector of the Youkai Mountain, your love will be rewarded.”

Hana knew it wouldn’t be appropriate, but she couldn’t help herself as she ‘leapt’ onto Kanako’s chest. The young miko wrapped her arms around the goddess as the viper let out a sound rather uncharacteristic for a being of her station. Hana buried her face in the warmth and let out a muffled, “Thank you, Kanako-sama…”

Feeling a hand on her back Kanako spoke with a bit of that embarrassment from earlier creeping in, “Y-your welcome, feel free to come to me with your worries. Hearing out the problems of humans is the job of a god.”

Hana was proud to have Kanako as a friend and confidant.

>>45104804
I understand. If I put half as much effort into my classes as I did the HSE I wouldn't have to worry about either. Then again, there's probably not a unique experience to learn from writing about public rape dungeon intrigue.

>>45104837
I'm really just trying to get through my fourth unit and snag my certificate in arachnology, but yeah, writing cat fluff tragedy and fox spy romance in the funny rape dungeon spin off that's somehow extremely depressing for all the wrong motives has become my hobby... Not very proud, but also not regretful

>>45104736
Don't forget his soul is literally damned to torment and he's doomed to never know rest or reincarnate. So he's choosing to avoid that fate by doing this and putting a halt to everything.

>>45104822
>friend and confidant
I dunno, that just translates to "step-mother" to me. Perhaps Kanako can help Hana with her autistic racism, after all, since Hana's too scared of Yuuka; Junko is also autistically racist and Marisa is a jobber. Kanako and Sanae will make her see the wrong of her ways!

>>45104929
Good luck man, your care for it really shines in your writing and it's extremely fitting for the kind of women Anon's around. I'm just grinding through redundant classes that cover the same material for required credits, so it's hard to care about it. Still, it's not difficult and all I need is a little willpower to rip through it all. At least the HSE is something I can be proud of "producing" during all of it.

>>45104478
Kino, seeing Reimu bully Aya is a treat. Though I'll have to step up my game a bit so I can get the others prepped and plans made for the finale

>>45104999
I was thinking about having Hana charisma break her again by mentioning that she wished Kanako could've been her mother, but it would've been a bit ooc of her to do so. Writing Kanako has really made me appreciate her more.

>>45105019
>>45104929
>>45104837
>used to write in college
>even while jobbing I write
It really comes full circle.

>>45104929
So that's why Anon and Chen have such an autistic hobby. I can't believe you're self inserting, anon how could you!

>>45105054
I pledge guilty, sorry for my self inserting. These little retards are just so fun...

>>45105019
thanks for the kind words, man! They warm this autistic heart
damn, hope you can at least mitigate that boredom more with learning code hope I'm not misremembering, or this will be fucking embarrassing
the ethics and morals are indeed questionable, but the effort can't be denied, love the Aya storyline

>>45105043
>Writing Kanako has really made me appreciate her more.
makes me want to write about her, but will stick to Toutetsu to fill the "autistically cute and powerful socially awkward 2hu", with her is easy to mitigate the jobbing side, but I fear what I'd make out of Kanako...

>>45104368
Run Goro-kun Run! If you explode now you can escape this terrible Amanojaku!
Explode quickly!

>>45104999
>trips
Kanako win, as always

>>45104999
Kanak victory confirmed. Holy trips dictate it.
Yukari WILL get pregnant and Kanako WILL ascend Anon to God hood to get her man!

>>45109021
Okuu and Yata will have to watch out, there's a new three legged god on the horizon!

>>45109120
>there's a new three legged god on the horizon!
terrible wording, anon

Satori

--

With all the trouble lately and making preparations for Koishi’s child, who also turned out to be Kokoro’s due to the mask of hope, somehow. Satori hadn’t realized Orin's scarceness around lately, which was not totally worrying; she could take care of herself.

Satori sighed and grabbed the bottle of pills she kept on her desk, her headaches were becoming more frequent, maybe she could offload some work to Kokoro, but all that slacker seemed interested in doing was Noh and her sister. At the very least keeping track of them was relatively easy with Koishi not popping out of conscious perception, although the new problem of her sister’s bouts of narcolepsy and wandering into other people's dreams was also a problem.

Of course, the Oni were no help, paperwork wasn't fighting and partying so they weren't interested, and for all she loved her pets… well they were animals for a reason. Sighing as she got out of her office chair Satori decided, she'd have to find Orin herself.

Putting on her elementary schooler-sized detective hat and grabbing her magnifying glass, Satori struck a pose, it was time for ’The Return of Cheating Detective Satori.’ Of course, this was just her own way of getting out of work; hopefully, there were less vengeful spirits this time around.

--

According to some of the other cats she kept had last seen Orin when Kokoro and that troublesome fairy visited. While Satori was talking to Kokoro, Cirno had closed the exit to the waiting room before her office and had talked to Orin, when it had opened the other cats saw Orin fleeing the room as fast as possible.

Moving towards Koishi’s and now Kokoro’s room, opening the door she could see the two of them curled up together, clinging onto each other on the bed, both fully clothed, Satori wouldn’t tolerate Kokoro’s presence if she as so much as touched the bare skin of her sister.

Creeping into the pitch-black room she touched upon their minds with her eye. Koishi was the same from when she tried to read her mind earlier, unlike when she had touched oblivion she could feel the presence of a concise mind, but it was immaterial and would slip through Satori’s psychic grasp. Kokoro was easier, the minds of Tsukumogami were orderly and clean, She reached forward to find the information she pleased about the ice fairy a voice interrupted.

“My, my, I don’t believe we’ve met the little underworld princess.” The voice of a woman responded, it was sly and smug sounding, completely unlike the mostly emotionless and monotone used by Kokoro.

Satori had a good guess on who she was based on her conversations with Kokoro. ”Hata no Kawakatsu, Okina Matara. Your puppet has infiltrated my palace, made herself a companion to my sister, and brought strange enemies to my palace and kingdom, as the Queen of Former Hell. tell me, why should I not expel your presence.” The coils of Satori’s eyes wound and spread themselves across the room, tails tipped with pink hearts prepared to strike.

All she heard in response was laughter, “Hahaha… Well, other than your lack of ability to do so, you mistake my influence over my child as total control, while the ice godling is a servant of mine she came here of her own will, and her mission was only tangentially related to locating your sister.”

“What are your intentions towards my sister. This is not your place, return to the hell of blood pools or Gensokyo I do not care which.” Satori was tired of these interlopers, all the gods of Gensokyo had ever managed to do was create more problems for her to deal with and attack the already troublesome and exiled youkai she had to deal with.

“Do not worry yourself, your sister is safe and I have kept the sensitive information from prying eyes. Other than that, I have no intentions towards your sister, the actions of my creation, my daughter’s actions are entirely her own.” The voice sounded green and pink and Satori could feel the location Okina held in Kokoro’s mind, the very back, where you put things you’d rather not think about, but couldn’t avoid forgetting.

Satori did not entirely trust this foreign god, but she did not sense any lies. Waiting for a moment she spoke. “While that may be, she is of your creation, and by your will, she sought out my sister, do not return here or the Yama will be notified, I have enough trouble as is.”

The voice of the secret god returned, evading Satori's psychic touch deftly as she felt for it. “If you are truly worried, I would pay more attention to that cat of yours, she’s been making quite the trouble lately and I wouldn’t want anything happening to her.” The door in the back of Kokoro’s mind closed, stopping Satori’s psychic touch as she reached towards it.

After scanning the rest of Kokoro's mind she decided, “My sister cares a lot about you, Hata no Kokoro, be careful.” She still had to find Orin. Hopefully, Okuu would know where she was.

>>45110119
>With all the trouble lately and making preparations for Koishi’s child,
Did I miss something? This entirely a different plot from before

>>45110157
Kokoro searching for Koishi >>45015046
Koishi >>45061196

>>45099904 (2/-)
—
Nuclear fallout has lasting effects; not telling—better: not being able to tell—the truth also has immense consequences.

Like an excited Mokou dragging you through the village, voice as loud as a Chinese ballista. "Since it's going to be twins, we'll need two cradles—or just one, and we cram them together! Gah, won't that be cute? Two bundles of joy holding each other~"

For the millionth time, I try, "Mokou, please, I'm not—"

"It's on me, dummy! Don't worry about money! You'd be surprised at the number of offerings people leave after I help them. Gratitude is a way to make a living, after all, and I don't have—oh, we're here!" The villagers stare at Mokou as she runs inside the weirdly populated store. I'm sure it's not rush hour still, and even though, would a store that only sells baby wares be so busy…?

A bit red when eyes fall on me, I follow Mokou inside, annoyance and frustration giving hands as I hear a whisper; 'oh, that's my son's teacher—I heard she is pregnant' in the background.

It's been only four, five hours since all that mess in the morning and the entire village already knows… How the hell am I going to explain this is a fucking lie!?

"OI, Keine! Look at this!" My eyes broaden as I see what she's holding, her smile shining. "We don't know the genders of your twins yet, so green and red would make a great neutral choice, right? Or we bet and buy all pink, or all blue—or maybe even all of them!!" Why is she so goddamn excited about MY pregnancy, anyway—a pregnancy that doesn't even exist?!

My body trembles, accelerating my pace towards Mokou with a new, growing fire. Okay, it MAY have been funny—it wasn't—at the start, but it's growing out of control! I clasp her shoulders; the height difference about two heads, yet my eyes on hers should've made the immortal feel small. "Mokou…" I start, voice deep. "I. Am. Not…" I stop, looking at the sides like a hawk. Nothing to disturb… Good. "I'm not pregnant. There are no kids inside of me. I am NOT pregnant." I finally say it after being thrown around like a doll by a bunch of kids and this overly excited gran the entire day.

Feels great.

Mokou stares at me. I stare back, the cogs turning behind her eyes visible. Great, so she got it—now, to clean the rest of this—

"HAHAHA!" Oh fuck… "Great joke, sis! No need to be ashamed of what’s growing inside of you! It's life! It's beautiful—I've decided: Let's get everything! Blue, pink, green, red, rainbow!" She picks up an empty basket from the ground and starts to fill it with everything that catches her eyes.

I growl, feeling the migraine in the back of my skull pulse like a wound. How dense can one's head be!? Will I need a fucking nutcracker to get through her? Preparing to try again, I'm stopped in my tracks when a gentle hand touches my shoulder, and I turn, frustration getting the best of me and scowling at whoever is—

A tiny rat lady looks at me from below, her belly protuberant and smile warm. The scowl hits that, bounces back to me, and melts away like ice cream, leaving only embarrassment behind. "Excuse me—is this your first pregnancy?" She asks softly.

"I-uh-sorry for that—but—I-I'm not—"

"Yup, this dummy here's a first-time mama!" Mokou barges in, arm around my neck. The rat youkai laughs a bit, the immortal laughs too, and the red of my face grows like a volcano. "You too, missy?"

"Oh, no, this is my second—like the first, 'twas unexpected," even though, she caresses the belly with utmost care. "Can I make an educated guess and say it was also unexpected for you, Miss…?"

"Keine. It's a pleasure…" Feeling weak, I don't try to correct her; just keep on listening.

"It's hard, Ms. Keine, and feeling anger is all right. But take it from me—when they finally arrive, all there'll be is smiles and joy. There may be postpartum depression, but with a friend like yours, I doubt it'll last long! So…" She hovers her little hand over my belly, and, sighing, I just nod. She touches it and gives it some fond slaps. Mokou 'awww's on my side. "While it won't be easy, try to keep your head up and your mind at ease; what's to come are the best years of your life!"

"Gaaah, this is too cute! Your first motherly counseling in the middle of a store, Keine! You've passed the ritual, and your children are blessed!" The rat lady—who presents herself as Pín—and Mokou laugh all bubbly and do a tad more small talk before the first waves and, with a bow exchange, leaves to keep on shopping. "Isn't this nice, Keine? I wish I could also get lovely advice from other pregnant women… Oh, well! Let's keep on! We still haven't discussed if it'll be one or two cradles!"

And Mokou sets off, basket in hand, smiling wide.

I sigh, facepalming…

… Then, I caress my belly, feeling the residual warmth of the mouse's hand, and soon enough, my blood circulation—and only that.

Groaning in dress, I lightly tap my belly and go after the immortal. So many problems because of such a small miscommunication…

>>45110183
So while I get it now, i still don't get it.
How would the mask of hope get koishi pregnant anyways?
Were they ever in that kind of relationship?

>>45110226
No, that's part of the joke, the orginal prompt for Koishi's inclusion in the story was wondering is she participated in the orgy with the rest of the temple.
I don't think I was clear enough on the point that yes she did, that's was Satori was mad earlier since from her PoV Byakuren basically raped Koishi, the mask of hope is just another complicating factor.
Also Satori's name is the same as the species her and Koishi are apart of, i.e the satori species, so blame my and Zun's wording.

>>45110261
Ah that was my confusion.
I knew the first part that she was in the orgy, can't really say Byakuran raped her but thats not the point.
I got the satorin part in the eirin visit at least, but I was just confused since I didn't see how the mask would influence the kosh's pregnancy

>>45110223
Oh God Kiene really is going to get gaslit into thinking she's pregnant. Wonder how long it'll take for her to try making it into reality and her to visit the HSE

>>45110320
Well it's basically a foreign organ that Koishi absorbed by accident earlier during the plot of HM, not to mention as part of Kokoro it in turn has part of Okina in it.
What I'm saying is the child is going to be the mutt of all mutts. Satori is of course concerened about that since Satori reproduction by itself isn't fully understood.

>>45110442
Imagine if Koishi's Creatura and Yukari's La Monstruosidade del Gensokyo try to have kids? Jesus Christ, that'd be a sin on itself...

>>45110119
>The Return of Cheating Detective Satori.
LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO!!!
also, Satori had the talk with Okina wearing the silly hat and holding the magnifying glass? Wonder how Okina wasn't laughing the entire way through

>>45110223
inb4 peoples belief in Keine's pregnancy makes her pregnant just like how peoples belief in Anon's fertillity will make him into a god.

>>45110119
>Moving towards Koishi’s and now Kokoro’s room, opening the door she could see the two of them curled up together, clinging onto each other on the bed

>>45110796
why does she fear women keeping each other warm? Not like there's more to it, c'mon

>>45110932
The only right thing to do now would be to string them both up with Koishi's ropes.

>>45082902

He took a few minutes of silence as me and Chen competed to scarf down the tea cakes. For such a little thing, she could really stuff them down fast, but I was a master at eating sweets. By the time Anon had put down the catalog, the last cake had disappeared into Chen's mouth. I had let win and have it. Totally. Anon put down the catalog, having written down the titles he wanted. "I'll have these for now" He said.

I took it from him. There was a book on knitting and a novel in a series he was reading. I added the spider book Chen wanted as well. All in all, my business here was done, but twenty minutes was twenty minutes. I'm sure they wouldn't pay much attention to me sitting around and talking to a friend. The perfect cover.

"How is everything? Are the kids doing well?" He asked as he gathered up the empty plates and stacked them out of the way.

"It's all good. The kids are getting to that age where they can be a bit more to handle but my parents are there to help look after them when they're not running around the village getting up to how knows what"

A slight smile comes to his face "I get you. Kids will usually cause some trouble when they grow older and more independent but haven't matured yet. I know Hana caused a bit of mischief when she was younger"

"Oh?" I say as I lean forward. Did I detect a story to be told?

"I remember one time, she was about five or six. She had convinced some of the other kids to come to the shrine and go on a 'youkai hunt'. She must have gotten them all riled up with stories because they all come running into the shrine, scared about their wits about a youkai they had heard stomping through the bushes. So Reimu and I go out to investigate the site, and we find a very confused man hunting for mushrooms. He was scared because he heard a bunch of children yell about a youkai and run away screaming, so he thought there were a bunch of kids in danger. We had to explain what had happened and send all the other kids home after a scolding."

I let out a chuckle and take a sip of my tea. Hana, huh. I hadn't seen much of her after she came back from her months long isolation in the mountains, but she seemed to keep herself busy, always running around doing something. It seemed like everyone was busy since this place opened now that I thought about it. Marisa had come by a few times, but she had seemed oddly tired. Poor girl must be worried about Anon, even if she had downplayed it when I asked. I hadn't even seen Aya since she published the article about this place. She hadn't even come by to check if I was selling that issue. Which was all good and well by me as I hadn't. The Suzunaan was a family friendly store, and the issues talking about the HSE I refused to stuck. The nerve of that tengu, to brag about things like that.

"When are you coming back?" The question slipped out of my mouth before I realized it. It was way too personal and he clearly wouldn't be comfortable for him. Even Chen looked a bit sad, her ears flattening to her head.

Anon tenses up and looks into the distance as if looking for something. "I'll leave when it is safe for me to do so. When Reimu is sorry I'll return" I wanted to say that Reimu did seem better and it should be safe for him to return, that I wanted to see him again without having to slip into a brothel. But my gut told me it would be bad to ask. He was ready so involved with powerful youkai here, no doubt trying to mess with things would cause trouble.

"Ah. I see" I said as I took a other sip of tea. The realization hit me just as I swallowed and I gagged.

"You okay?" Anon asked as I coughed. So that's how it was. Suddenly deciding to change to such a disreputable career, avoiding friends and family, giving dodgy answers, being surrounded by youkai. He'd had gotten himself into trouble just like I used to when I was younger!

"I'm fine, just swallowed it wrong" I tell him. I had to act cool so I could get out of here and warn someone. As if on que, the door opened to reveal Yamashiro.

"Alright, I'm leaving so you better be ready." She says.

"Ah, this is it. Goodbye Anon, goodbye Chen" I get up. All smiles Kosuzu. You can do this.

They both returned my goodbye as I followed Yamashiro out of the shrine to where the door was already open. But Yamashiro stopped when we reached the hallway. Had she found out? Was this was the end for me? Goodbye worl-

"Hey, let me see those orders do I can record them for accounting" Oh. I hand it over and she disappears into a office for a minute before stepping out again. "Thanks. We can go now"

I tried to maintain a neutral expression as I again followed her, this time out of the building. As she trotted off into the distance to wherever she home was, I propped myself up against the wall and caught my breath.

>>45112527
>so I could get out of here and warn someone
Suzu is fucking dead, isn't she?
exactly what I needed in such a spooky day, some Suzu fluff! Thanks, Anon!

>>45112527
Let's hope Ko tells somebody who already knows...
Or she could run into and tell Goro-kun as she's chanting causing him to explode!

(Part 1/2)
Anon’s day started normally. Rising from a bed he never had the luxury to sleep in even in the Outside, he made himself presentable before heading out to clean the courtyard. The natural flora never needed much tending, but the middle of the autumn season brought more work to keep him distracted. Expecting a scenery of yellow and brown, the entire area was instead bathed in an eerie red.

This wasn’t right. There were courses for immediate nighttime attacks, but this was far different. The sky would be clear, with stars scattered like tiny shards of glass. Not this cloudy atmosphere dominated by the majesty of the full moon. Yukari could be sadistic, but she never made the sky glow red, either. Something was going wrong. Or maybe, just maybe-no time to think about it, if there’s a chance, then it’s time to take it!

His heart was racing. For the first time in more than half a year, Anon set foot past the shrine grounds. The barrier was gone. The barrier was gone! Running as fast as he could, Anon came to set of doors standing conspicuously at the end of a stone path. Pushing through, the sight of an empty, sterile 4-way intersection nearly brought him to tears. A place outside of Yukari’s illusion, but still saturated in that crimson aura. He racked his brain, -C’mon, think! What did Yamashiro say about the exits? What did Ran tell you about the safe measures? Nobody briefed him before starting the breach, so he was left in the dark. The baths or the attraction area! From there, the front entrance should be nearby, then he could find Sanae or Marisa, anybody that could finally free him from this prison.

Going with his gut, the human turned right, his juban leaving him exposed. The door was unlocked, but it wouldn’t budge. Damnit, there was no time for this! After a few unsuccessful pushes, Anon backed up and slammed into the door, shoulder first. Finally, it cracked open enough to reveal the horrible sight within.

The attraction area wasn’t just lit red, it was stained. Anon quickly discovered that it wasn’t a thing blocking the door, it was people. Pale and listless tengu were laying about, moaning for help. Their bodies were piled in some places, wolves clearly stopped in a brave assault and crows caught while fleeing for their lives. In the center of the large room, a massive hole in the ceiling shined its infernal light on a small girl. Her white dress dyed red, her wings unfurled and her blue hair flowing freely in the wind. She held a kappa in her arms, mouth clamped over her neck. Mid-feeding, Remilia made direct eye contact with Anon. There was no sanity, no recognition, no anger. It was bloodlust, a feeling some ancient instinct in the human’s brain warned him of. Slamming the door shut, Anon darted to the opposite side of the hallway. Whatever the hell was happening, Remilia wasn’t in the right mind to help him. Not after sucking all of those girls dry.

The humid air hit him before the scent of iron. Large pools made to accommodate groups of women looked to be filled with wine instead of water. The room’s silence turned into suspense, shooting through Anon’s spine when he noticed what was floating in each pool: Hands, legs and heads belonging to humans, while wings and tails suggested youkai weren’t spared either. Red, semi-circle gashes adorned each limb. Taking careful steps around the pool perimeter, Anon found the only whole body in sight. It had a camouflage print left on the tattered remains of its clothes. Large bites were taken from the exposed chest and belly, leaving behind a cratered canvas of skin and blood crudely framed with fabric. The head was missing, giving Anon a guilty sense of deniability over the victim’s identity.

Further down the baths, a figure began rising from the blood-pool. Even bathed in warm lifeblood, the jiangshi held her arms out stiff and slowly waded her legs towards Anon. Her charms were kept dry, likely an enchantment by Seiga. What worried him, more than her visage, was the writing on her forehead. Instead of her master’s ancient calligraphy, one crude command adorned the paper tag.

“Eat.”

There was nothing he could do against the undead creature but pray she couldn’t open doors. Scrambling towards his entrance, Anon’s heart skipped a beat when he nearly slipped into the baths. He was too weak to help the kappa. Too weak to help the tengu. All he could do was try to help himself. Leaving the deadly waters behind him, Anon locked the door with the single bolt that would never stand up against Yoshika’s full power. Every action could mean the difference between life and death.

This is only canon today. Or not.

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Anon’s attention was called by Remillia pounding on the door across from him. One door to freedom was left. Praying to any god that would listen, Anon rushed through the door to his right, directly across from his prison. Seeing the front desk, Anon’s heart was filled with hope before it immediately shattered.

Two bodies were thrown aside as a wild, furry beast feasted on the corpse pressed against the front door. Neither of those bodies had faces, just a gaping scarlet hole where eyes and noses should be. Those bodies didn’t belong to anyone. Any body could have pointed ears, brown fur and blonde fur, two tails and nine tails… they would never die. They were Youkai. They were Yukari’s shikigami. Those were just bodies. Yukari took them with her, leaving Anon for dead.

At least, she may have tried to. Sniffing the air for Anon’s scent, the brown-haired creature’s snout left the neck of the Yakumo household leader, revealing her features still intact and her eyes dead as a fish. No more cunning. No more lust. No more fear or affection or any of her conflicting emotions, hard to read under her constant guard. Nothing.

The creature feasting on the proud Sage was lithe, wrapped in a red, white and black dress and wore a brooch under it’s neck. And those ears… that timid girl? There were no Honshu wolves in the Outside and there were be few others even in Gensokyo. The entire Yakumo household, laid low by the wolf Reimu once described as one of the weakest youkai in Gensokyo. Now, she had the scent of a human on her nose. Spurred by a basic self-preservation instinct, Anon’s legs carried him back into the heart of the HSE.

As he fled down the intersection, Kagerou bounded after him on all fours. The iron door leading to the attraction area bent and broke under Remillia’s single-minded force. Yoshika shattered the wooden entry to the baths into splinters, sending the lock flying into Anon’s side as he ran past. Yet, he couldn’t stop. Every precious second he stayed alive was another chance something, someone would save him from this nightmare.

Entering the shrine room again, the death of Yukari had obvious effects. The entire forest had gone naked, like every leaf had suddenly evaporated. Running through the grounds, dirt and broken branches littered the yard. The shrine itself looked defiled: The wood rotten and covered in moss, paper torn and yellowed, and the scent of death emanating from the building itself. There was no other choice but to return to his cage, the only place that might retain some sense of normalcy.

The entryway to the main building was splintered and broken. Crawling between fallen beams, hoping the obstacle might throw the pursuers off his trail, Anon witnessed the side-effects of Yukari’s time-manipulation firsthand. Dust covered every surface, causing the entire scenery to glow bright red in the moonlight. The table he shared meals at was broken, the tatami mats busted, and the entire living room reeked of mold. The kitchen sink had rusted through and the rotten food could be smelt. Yet, none of the usual pests were present. This wasn’t Anon’s home or a copy of it. It was as if the building was an antithesis to life.

Anon heard rapid footsteps coming towards him. Not from the front-the veranda. Between the bathroom and bedroom, he went for the latter. Locking the door behind him, he rummaged through the room, looking for some kind of weapon or secret exit hidden by Yukari or the kappa. By the time the footsteps came to his door, Anon found nothing. Crawling under the bed, Anon prayed to every god he knew here and in the Outside that the youkai would overlook him.

His prayers went unanswered. Gripping one ankle with a clawed hand, Kagerou dragged the human out into the open. It was instant: The wolf-woman ripped off his juban, the jiangshi seized his head and the vampire lunged for his neck. Sharp and jagged, they tore into his flesh, ripping away fat and skin to expose muscle, organs and blood. He felt hot hot, stabbing pain before it became dull, the warm fluid on his shoulders, head and chest turning cold. So this was it? The Shrine Husband, ripped apart by youkai in the blasphemous mockery of the Hakurei God’s worship. How fitting…

Anon awoke with a start. Kagerou was still riding him, Yoshika’s cold tongue invaded his mouth and Remillia sucked at his neck, undoubtedly leaving a hickey mark. They hadn’t even noticed when he passed out twice before, and didn’t care now. The incense had ample time to condition their bodies and train their minds, leaving them as slaves to their carnal desires. None of them would be satisfied until every drop of his fluid in his body was shot into their wombs.

So Anon indulged in his waking nightmare, packing another dark memory into the recesses of his soul.

Happy Halloween! Give some love to the classic movie monsters.

never forget to read the tags first!
Suzu picking up a hentai by accident lived in my head for far too long...

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>>45112718
good God anon, this is too spooky!
and not even in the funni way
well fucking done, chef's kiss here man