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>>45164037
But who was phone?

it's that time again! All posts 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, Chen makes a promise
>>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 heart-bleed
>>44840644 |
>>44841739 | 9-Aya
>>44842051 | 2-Hijiri
>>44842176 | 1-Yukari has committed 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 jobs, 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
>>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

>>45164154 (part 2)
>>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 | 4-5-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 | 6-8-Yamashiro
>>44955891 |
>>44955900 |
>>44956184 | 27-Hana
>>44957621 | 11-Yukari
>>44959795 | 4-Alice
>>44964702 | 4-Reisen
>>44966321 | 19-20-Ran/Chen
>>44966328 |
>>44967465 | 9-11-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 |
>>44973752 | 6-Reisen
>>44975642 | 12-15-Yamashiro
>>44975651 |
>>44975677 |
>>44975699 |
>>44982466 | 22-23-Ran/Chen
>>44982473 |
>>44984190 | 1-Genji... :(
>>44984244 | 13-Yukari
>>44984612 | 16-19-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 | 20-22-Yamashiro/Seija
>>44996233 |
>>44996253 |

>>45164165 (part 3)
>>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 | 23-26-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 | 27-31-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 | 32-35-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 | 36-37-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 | 38-42-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 | 43-46-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45055483 |
>>45055495 |
>>45055513 |
>>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 | 47-50-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

>>45164175 (part 4)
>>45074641 | 51-55-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45074646 |
>>45074653 |
>>45074659 |
>>45074661 |
>>45075451 | 38-39-Aya
>>45075498 |
>>45078389 | 31-Ran/Chen
>>45079622 | 3-4-Meling
>>45079627 |
>>45079877 | 11-Cirno
>>45080741 | 32-33-Ran/Chen
>>45080756 |
>>45082418 | 4-Kasen
>>45082902 | 5-Kosuzu
>>45083103 | 7-8-Mima
>>45083141 |
>>45088318 | 14-Yukari
>>45090126 | 12-Cirno
>>45091141 | 40-Aya
>>45091358 | 13-14-Cirno
>>45091390 |
>>45092705 | 9-Toutetsu
>>45093479 | 4-Marisa
>>45094419 | 45-Hana
>>45094778 | 56-57-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45094780 |
>>45099005 | 15-Cirno
>>45099713 | 58-59-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45099726 |
>>45099904 | 1-Keine is gasligthed into birthing Touhou Jesus 1 and Touhou Jesus 2
>>45100154 | 34-Ran/Chen
>>45104338 | 60-63-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45104346 |
>>45104354 |
>>45104368 |
>>45104478 | 4-Reimu
>>45104822 | 46-Hana
>>45110119 | 1-Satori Ace Defective on the case!
>>45110223 | 2-Keine
>>45112527 | 6-Kosuzu
>>45112718 | Halloween Special! Anon and the house of even more horrors; The HSE is commemorating
>>45112769 |
>>45113643 |
>>45113846 | 47-49-Hana
>>45114279 |
>>45115139 |
>>45116623 | 7-9-Rikako/Lemontene
>>45116634 |
>>45116654 |
>>45118881 | 50-52-Hana
>>45120127 |
>>45120409 |
>>45121101 | 2-Satori
>>45122165 | 64-65-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45122178 |
>>45124407 | 5-Reimu
>>45125743 | 35-Ran/Chen
>>45126529 | 66-67-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45126543 |
>>45129458 | 53-55-Hana
>>45129834 |
>>45130310 |
>>45130317 | 3-Keine
>>45130393 | 56-Hana
>>45134796 | 36-Ran/Chen
>>45135517 | 40-Aya
>>45140864 | 4-Keine
>>45144056 | 68-70-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45144064 |
>>45144068 |
>>45146014 | Insight into the RanOS, very cool
>>45150691 | 1-2-Takane is morphing into a latina mother, Ran suffers
>>45150700 |
>>45151462 | 41-Aya
>>45152278 | 37-Ran/Chen
>>45154351 | 4-6-Marisa
>>45154360 |
>>45154369 |
>>45154545 | 1-Flandre comes to visit! Death toll still U.N owen
>>45159890 | 6-Reimu
(375 entries)
all past threads, so phoneanons can read too!
>>/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
>>/jp/thread/45076441 | seventh thread
>>/jp/thread/45122397 | eight thread

>>45164052
me.

>>45164052

>>45152278 (3/4—p2)
—
Dumbfounded, I stare at him. This… Everything in the last five seconds threw me for a loop, my 'genius' mind coming to a screeching halt—all while Anon laughed, my cheeks glowing red in embarrassment; "Anon, what's the meaning—"

"Knocking on some sense onto you—you looked like you needed it," his laughter dies down to a grin, expertly handling the spider, apparently having never forgotten it was there. "Can you believe her?" He talks to the arachnid. "She thinks she's not doing enough—that she, you won't believe, has lost sight of what's important!" I feel the red deepening, stomach growling with a bitter feeling, tails getting bushy. Why is he treating my words as jokes?! Was what I said—

—fingertips slide behind my gown, and I tense like a rod… They gently pressed on whip scars, already healed, but never closed. Bitterness went with the wind, and our eyes met, mine growing tired, confused, sad…

He pulled himself close, leaving the spider on its net, catching my hand on his free one—subconsciously, my tails swarmed around us. Cozy. "Ran… I understand your fears—sorry for the bluntness." He touches my forehead with his, and it's like that bitterness never existed to begin with. "But we're all doing everything we can. In this situation, without me; Chen, or you… Yukari would've already won, and I wouldn't be here, playing with spiders with Chen!" He giggles, eyes glancing at the shrine before returning to me, shining. "I don't doubt thoughts like those won't stop coming—so, during them, remember this moment," he squeezes my hand. "—and what are you fighting for." His open hand soothe my scars—heaven…—before withdrawing it.

I swallow dry, digesting his words—such heartwarming words—incapable of stopping a smile from creeping on my face, tears of before threatening to return.

"About us," his smile is still there, tense but firm. Decisive—and though I can spot anxiety there, confidence overpowers it; he trusts me to hear. "I… don't want an immediate relationship when I leave. A lover, sex—I want to heal, Ran. Have friends close to me; take care of… responsibilities. I want freedom to let this terrible past where it belongs—in the past—, and move on." My mouth goes plain, eyes wide, heart freezes. The feeling is overpowering, and I feel like going numb—oh, he's laughing again. "Already jumping to conclusions? Gee, you're worse than Hana, Ran!"

"W-What?!"

"Sorry!" He touches our foreheads again. It's becoming a habit… I like it, though my heart rate is through the clouds. "… I want you there for the path, Ran. I don't know if you will, but I do. Every day that I feel like a human again—like I'm not falling into a hole so deep the fall gets extremely boring—I want you there to hug me, to talk about weird, complicated math, to sing as I swing a nightmare out of Chen…" His eyes reflect mine, and both are shining, a smile free of pain taking on his face. "I want you in my life!"

Ah… now it's clear. It seems I indeed lost sight of my objective—his hand is warm and firm on mine—letting my desires for a better life, one without whippings, without this stress, threats on Chen, corruption; the gnawing fear that one bad client may go too far and break my whole world apart…

Amidst all that, I did lose sight of what’s important.

I feel hot tears leaving me, yet I keep smiling.

… Because it's good to have someone there to put you back on the path. Someone to guide you when you're lost, to hold you when it's too hard—after all, a relationship is more than cuddles; sex; words, and kisses—

… It is this safety.

"Sometimes…" Words threaten to get frozen in my throat, but I push through. "… I think about us. A home. Kids." I smile fondly, laughing when I don't see an ounce of surprise in his face. Ah, I wonder when he got so good at reading me~ "… Thoughts like these keep me going through the day, growing with the proximity of my estrus…" I close my eyes and exhale. "I want you in my life, Anon, I do… But not like this, where you're just an end goal—I'm sorry."

"Heh, it's okay—it's a sweet dream, for sure…” Oh! My eyes slit as I notice he's blushing. "… Though not immediately the others… I think we can start with the house. Takane-san and I talked about a big project of hers, where I could live and be happy. We three together can build something we'd be proud of." I giggle, and he raises a brow. "What?"

"Just pondering if I’ll need to ask her for your hand in marriage." I joke.

He pauses, then laughs. The blush grows. "Who knows!" He grins before resuming. "After the house is done, and we've healed from this place…" He brings my hand close to his mouth and gently kisses it, his blush unlike anything I've seen before. "Then I'd love to work with a woman like you for the rest!"

We stare… Then, we laugh in each other’s arms, joy washing over us in waves.

It’s nice to have someone you feel safe with.

Unbeknownst to me, In the distance, Chen reads on the veranda. She glances at us and smiles.

>>45164225
why is she like this?

(1/4)
“How did she find us?!” The Kappa yelled.
“It doesn’t matter! Just move!” The man answered.
It’s hard to find a private meeting place in Genskyo. The village was full of gossips and silent observers, go just about anywhere else and they were bound to be a Youkai or spirit listening in, maybe if you got permission from someone powerful who held reign over their domain you could work out an arrangement, but those were always strenuous. So, your best bet at remaining undetected was just appearing as part of the normal background noise as possible.
‘Managed attribution’ is what an outside humans called it. You copy the mannerisms and behaviors that were the norm wherever you wanted to stay hidden. On Youkai Mountain you danced like an awkward tengu, in old hell you got cocky and tried to out drink Oni, with the animal spirit gangs you spouted off your favorite things about whoever’s boss you were pretending to be under, and if, like these folks, you wanted to exchange information on Youkai trail and not be noticed, you pretended it was a lover’s rendezvous.
It was a good ploy, but it had one huge flaw, it wouldn’t work if someone was playing chaperone on every perspective couple. Eventually you’d get found out unless you really committed to the bit.
We’d be in real trouble if they had looked all ashamed and clingy like the real lovers we’d ambushed. I was disappointed.
“Scatter scatter! Break line of sight!” A fox Youkai voice yelled.
She was about 2 minutes late to saying that, for all the good it would do them. Did they do any preparation? Thankfully, we did.
Like a river I could see the paths they took, how they we’re bending around the tree lines and trying to disappear into the brush. With a few waves of my finger, they’re relative position appeared, each like a flare in the night and all the sudden the occlusion of the tree line meant nothing.
Flip, flip, flip. The Kappa found herself upside down in a tree, the man rolled sideways into a ditch, the fox made a valiant effort to compensate for the disorientation but found herself on her back before long. Seems flipping along directions perpendicular to gravity was a success.
Before long, our quarry was tied up on their backs in all manner of restraints, seven of them in total. Three of them got away, but they were probably just mules, we’d pick up the packs they dropped later.
“Well, well, well, what are you naughty children doing here at this time of night?” Seija asked enthusiastically.
“Leave us alone you creatin! We’re just minding our own business!” The Kappa yelled.
Ughh, strike three. Shut up while your captors in a good mood and let them feed you all the info they please. Making a fuss only works in a social setting after all.
“Ehh?” Seija began, squatting next to the Kappa. “You mean to tell me you were trying to make off with a sweetheart in the dead of night like the other horny girls who come around here? Oh, my mistake! I’d never get between such a beautiful, subversive covenant!” Seija apologized.
“Unless of course, you aren’t here to make passionate love to your secret lover and are just piggy backing on other desperate hearts to do some black-market dealings. That’s the sort of besmirching I won’t allow!” She valiantly declared.
I was never sure how serious she was about that. Although she had said ‘they’ll just elope out of excitement’ when we’d ambushed actual couples and let them off.
“Goro! Goro, I know you’re around! Come out! I’m not dealing with your lovesick lapdog!” The Kappa yelled.
From behind them I walked around to Seija and shrugged. “You called?”
“I can’t believe it. You of all people working with that Yakumo devil. Did Seija steal your skin and give it to some youkai to wear?” She sneered.
Seija snicked at this, and I felt none to happy about the Kappa giving her ideas nor was I pleased that she was losing her cool like this after getting caught.
I sighed and waved my hand over to Seija who grabbed the Kappa by the collar and tore off her clothing, revealing her back. On the small of it, a tiny ornate door was embedded. The door was closed.
“See, I’m annoyed. I thought the last time we dealt over dill seasoning I’d imparted on your how important it was NOT to deal through intermediaries when you couldn’t verify their accountability.” I told her, rubbing my face.
“Did you even meet with Okina when getting that thing?”

>>45164359
(2/4)
“Okina! Okina! Please help us!” She cried.
Seija and I gave it a moment, looking at the door, looking at the sky, tilting our heads side-to-side, and nothing happened. Guess she didn’t.
“You’re a rube.” Seija said, pulling a crow tengu she captured and gagged out from behind the tree.
“Your little plan was to pass on that thing to this one here, right? Well, based on how little that paraplegic cares to help you out, I guess you all were just a distraction.” She explained.
“I’m betting she already has a plant in the Tengu, and you all were just to get some insurance.” I said, resting my cheek on my fist.
“Now” I began, crouching next to the Kappa. “Does this one speak for all of you?” I asked the group.
For a moment they froze, until Seija began juggling the crow tengu up and down, flipping her in all six directions. They all emphatically nodded after that.
“All right.” I said, clapping my hands. “You’re going to tell us all about your plans and where you cached the rest of your illicit goods then when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll all apologize to this little illicit spot by giving love an honest shot with your phony relationships. In exchange, you get to wake up tomorrow and we’ll leave you alone.” I promised, untying the Kappa so just her hand was free.
She begrudgingly shook it, sealing the contract.



“Ahh, you shoulda let me rough em’ up more!” Seija complained as I hauled the cache from its hiding spot within a massive tree stump.
“Leave it for when they’re ripe.” I said. “Their plan wasn’t bad, and I believe they’ll learn from this. The market could use a few more business-oriented cross-species marriages instead of horny kids.”
“Whatever your say.” Seija said, kicking some dirt.
From beside us, space began to crackle and then smooth out, a vertical split appeared in the air that opened elliptically like an eye and from the blackness behind it a blonde woman walked forth.
“You have my attention. Now what do you want? Be brief, I’m very busy after all.” She said in a tone that had equal parts edge and amusement.
Time for a pitch.
“I’ll help you defend the HSE, in exchange you answer my questions about it’s defenses.” I offered.
For a moment Yukari observed me, turned her attention to Seija who stuck her tongue out at her in reply. Then she took out a fan and waved it at herself, probably contemplating or trying to make us feel nervous by increasing the tension.
“Why would I need your help?” She asked. “I already have a few choice servants and allies at my disposal, far better then the likes of you two, and as you’ve already seen, the defenses of the HSE are impenetrable from the outside.” The last line was punctuated by narrowed eyes directed at me.
“Heh, that’s why you felt so inclined to appear in front of us? Because you’re just that sure your little pillow fort is better than everyone else’s?” Seija joked.
She was right of course with her trademark crudeness. Yukari didn’t explicitly say she didn’t need help and her presence here meant she thought we had something to offer, maybe just entertainment, but even that was workable.
“What you have is a few barely restrained power houses and a fortified position against a collection of tailor-made plans, overwhelming circumstances surpassing any incident, and a few warriors that have fought far more head-on battles then you.” I answer, pausing for effect.
She’s quiet. Good, meant I could continue.
“I’ve tailored or had a part in quite a few of those plans against you, while I won’t go back on my dealings, we have the information and ability to counter the ones I wasn’t involved in. When it comes to circumstances, I can shift even more around in your favor in ways your reputation won’t allow, make things a little more favorable leveraging my connections. And as for the enemy fighters-“
“I’ve heard enough.” Yukari said raising her hand. “It’s cute seeing your appeal up close like this, however I know about your ties to the Buddhists and that your own ideals won’t allow you to side with me.” She sighed.
“I don’t hate humans like you who’ll turncoat to do good deeds and would’ve gladly had you for the fun of it were this a battle I couldn’t lose. You understand right?” She smiled.
“Oi hag.” Seija said, approaching Yukari. “Let him finish, he was just getting to the good part.”
“I don’t recall addressing you Aman-“She began, only to be cut off by the sound of Seija snapping her fingers.

>>45164369
(3/4)
Like nails on a chalkboard, an awful sound emitted from behind Yukari. She turned around to see her gap fluctuate, it’s border oscillating randomly before slamming shut with a bang.
I found a tree to learn again, heaving, I vomited something fierce under the strain the spell had put me under. Thankfully, once I regained my composure, I could see a little touch of surprise was still on the Sage’s face. Seija’s was plastered in smugness.
“So, ah, as I was saying.” I begin again, trying to work past the painful convulsions of my stomach. “As for enemy fighters, most of them have some ‘conceptual ability’. I believe you could counter two, maybe three on your own, and probably have a trap or two prepared for some problem actors, which might work if things were consistent, and if this battle wasn’t going to be an absolute mess.” I explained.
“You’ve become her cheat item.” Yukari stated.
“Not quite spinster, but we are an item of sorts.” Seija said, placing her hand on my head.
“You have monsters in stock, right? People you can control with overwhelming power and confidence in a one on one, they’ll be helpless in a complex battlefield. Not us though.” I say, raising the cursed bracelet up. “Flipping something doesn’t require ‘power’ so much as the right fulcrum. Just like I tore apart the HSE with this accursed thing, people, concepts, directions, we can turn it on it’s head no matter the length or type of distance. That’s why I need answers about your little house’s defenses, I’m at my limit at what intuition will tell me and you’re rumored to be an expert in these types of things. Help me help you.”
Yukari paused again, perhaps this time not just for effect.
“Why are you changing sides?” perfect, she accepted what we had to offer, this was the last hurdle.
“Because I want maximize it.” I told her.
“I’m cursed, doomed to die horribly. So, before that, I want to see heaven on earth and the best way to do that is to make everyone the best version of themselves. ‘What does that have to do with your little squabble?’ You’re probably asking? ‘Why would I turn my back on people you consider family?’, It’s for their sake as well. The outcome of this battle could result in the collapse of our home and even if it doesn’t, I won’t let everyone say ‘it was all Yukari’s fault, now things can go back to normal’ when all’s said and done. All of us are guilty in this disaster. And don’t worry,” I begin, outstretching my arms to both sides “you don’t have to trust me, my deals are absolute.”
“I’ll defend the HSE and in exchange, you’ll teach me about it’s defenses.” I offer.
Seija is uncharacteristically quiet. I can see from the corner of my eyes that her arms are crossed and she’s laser focused on Yukari, who looks somewhat dumbfounded at the moment.
Then Yukari starts to snicker, growing into a chuckle, until she’s full-on laughing.
“Ha! I’ve heard a lot of excuses from all kinds of traitors in my day, but that one has to be the best yet.” She wipes a tear from her eye. “You can’t fool me though; I can see it clearly in both your eyes ‘it’s because it’ll be fun’ right? Pitting yourselves against everyone else in a battle Gensokyo has never seen before and will never see again?”
“Very well then. I’ll accept your deal.” She said approaching me.
Slowly Yukari embraced me tightly and I reciprocated. She felt feeble in a way despite being a great sage, which I suppose was just one of her mysteries. What wasn’t subtle was her body, it was impossible to ignore the mounds pressing against my chest, her wide hips against me, that golden hair laying on my neck, but despite all of this I didn’t feel any sort of lust. It felt more like I was holding up an elderly grandmother who couldn’t stand up to the weight of the world anymore.
“Make yourselves available at mid-day tomorrow. Don’t bother looking for me, I’ll find you.” She said, breaking from the embrace and slipping into a gap.

>>45164376
(4/4)
“You enjoy yourself?” Seija asked, slapping me on the back, sending me upward a foot or two. “Thought you preferred modest woman.”
“It’s not like that.” I said waving my hand. “It felt like I was hugging my mother.” I say, surprised at my own words.
“Ha! If that Yukari’s a mom, I’ll put on a nice concealing Kimono and make sure to walk ten paces behind you from now on!” Seija laughed.
This feeling was odd, and when I thought about it, the Yakumo household’s duty was to maintain Gensokyo. Maybe at some point the HSE was a part of that plan? No, even if it was, Yukari had clearly been pushed into a situation where she was out of here element, but was this the first time she had done something purely for herself?
‘Gensokyo’s mother’ I thought. Giving it all she’s got and never able to get any love in return. What a strange idea.
“Come on.” Seija said, grabbing my hand and pulling me off. “Forget the cache, we need to get you home and wipe that Sage’s stink off you before I puke.”
Grabbing her hand, I pull the jealous Amanojaku back, and put my arms around her waist.
Seija was small in comparison to Yukari, but she was soft and her hair kind of smelled of chestnuts. She didn’t have the toned, brutish body of the Oni species she resembled; Her’s was much daintier than that. It made me want to manhandle her.
“Seija…” I began. “…I’m not willing to wait until we get home.”
The Amanojaku doesn’t fight me much, after all, this was one of those situations where she was happier getting what she wanted in a roundabout way. I suppose sometimes that had its appeal to. Maybe if I was lucky, if I kept making deals and building value, somehow, we could even flip this curse of mine into a blessing.

---

At this point the storyline is 'plot ready' for the HSE. I may add in a fluff chapter here or there to tie up some loose ends/fun stuff though. I hope I was able to capture all the reason why romancing an Amanojaku is a bad idea, but also to not let your inhabitations prevent you from having a good life!

>>45164255
Very cute, she hasn't ???'d like this since Silent Sinner in Blue. Starting with baby steps is for the best. I eagerly await the dozen chapter epilogue of Anon wrangling her down during estrus.

>>45164456
Time for Anon to reveal his secret, he has actually developed a number of potent spell cards using Kasen's lessons in tantric magic.
He will destroy Ran's mind and body with his lewd spell cards as not even the best dodging in the world can defeat his homing insta-lewd missiles!

>>45164376
wait, so Seija closed Yukari's gap, her most powerful attack and defense... And Seija is still alive? These two sentences shouldn't be connected at all.
You really put me on a corner here, since I was intending to continue Yukari after Flandre. A weakness like that is impossible to ignore for someone like Yukari.
any ideia to deal with that without killing the Jaku? Or you already have plans about it? Please tell me you have...

>>45164405
>“Seija…” I began. “…I’m not willing to wait until we get home.”
>pic related
Half-Amanojakus seem interesting I can only imagine the insanity babysitting, Seija best tsuntsun.
And with reading this I finally caught up to this fucking series. After being behind 2 weeks.
I love it!
Although I do have some personal thoughts on how the overall story could go. Since an Anon brought up "Greek Tragedy" I thought the story would likely end with several characters dead Namely ANON dying for reals then maybe something happens after that IDK .
Then there is the thought that once we had the big fight finale and then writefags just wrote up multiple endings, that spread out from the final fight.
That'd be cool cause I like seeing how Anons write and their own interpretations! fun reads all round I like this stuff and the debate over stuff :D

>>45164184
You dropped these

Junko/heca
>>45158001
>>45158010

Hana banana
>>45155609
>>45156566
>>45156596

>>45164527
Not that anon but I thought it was by channeling the power of the bracelet which harmed Goro to close the barrier. Maybe not permanently but one portal atleast? That is what I got with this comment?
>Not quite spinster, but we are an item of sorts.” Seija said, placing her hand on my head.

>>45164632
I'll eat a box of nails.

>>45156596

It was easy to hide from the wandering staff, not even the white wolves were looking for intruders in the maintenance halls as the normal barriers kept out the drunks well enough. Combined with her intuition and ability to detect others it was child’s play to hide herself in the spaces between things or even make herself tiny enough to hide behind fixtures. Well, as long as she could ignore the feelings of wrongness in her body as she shifted sizes.

Letting her senses take her, and guided by the signage… Hana found herself traversing through a rather unsecure storeroom, it was filled with useless things and mundane objects packed into large boxes and crates. The walkways were rather open and well maintained enough that she didn’t find any obstructions till she made her way to the light wooden doorway that led out to the narrow service hall ahead.

Hana knew her objective was beyond that door; she’d have to find a little room or nook to use her ability in and keep herself hidden from even the sensitive noses of the wolf patrols. It was simple enough despite the risk of being found out while she meditated. Still, something was ringing alarm bells in her head, she couldn’t place down on anything particularly. Nothing changed in her surroundings after all, the room was quiet and as she expected most workers didn’t seem to enter or leave this area often enough to cause her to have to duck under cover or otherwise.

Everything was pointing to an easy stroll to her objective, and yet… No, she couldn’t let herself be cowed now. She was close, and any information she was able to wrest from a deep dive into the barrier’s structure would only aid Kanako and Mima in their future attempt to spring him from this prison. She had to do it, only she could manipulate the barriers finely enough to find some sort of weakness. After all, as the future shrine maiden she was trained for this despite her mother’s penchant to let her other aspects of her training fall by the wayside.

Leaving her misgivings at the door she opened the passageway after slipping through the light barrier without triggering its inbuilt alarms. She didn’t feel anyone in the hallway beyond the corners nor did a cursory investigation reveal anything. She was alone in the long and narrow hallway. Perfect.

She felt against the wall letting her hand run across it as she checked for any weaknesses, nothing. There weren’t any kinks or faults she could exploit from this side and the strange smooth stone the walls were made out of gave no indication of any hidden passages. Even if there was a hidden door there’s no way she could open it given the strength of that jeering barrier. She couldn’t even peer through the material thanks to it.

It was mocking her efforts but she had to swallow down her anger and resist the ball forming in her throat, she’d just have to ignore the wrongness in her body and shrink herself after all. She eyed a fixture installed onto the wall, some kind of machinery looking like it was manufactured by the kappa, its function eluded her.

The fixture itself seemed like a shiny tinted glass dome fasted to the wall with a base made of thin and weak metal, Hana could barely make out some kind of shiny black glass inside of it. Well, it didn’t matter to her, must be some kind of alarm or something. She made her body squeeze together like the lines of the world and powered through the subtle feelings of wrongness. Once she was the right size, she followed the obscured path straight through a space in the glassware that housed the alarm and then into the slight bit of space in the base.

It was a simple case to lean back now and regulate her breathing, letting the world fade, which wasn’t hard in the darkness she found herself in, she let her senses fade towards the grand barrier behind her. Protection spells interweaved with the already hardy physical barriers overlapped with a variety of utility spells and barriers to alter the flow of time. The structure of the spells was advanced, way too advanced for Hana to decipher alone, and there was still that mountain like hurdle to climb to truly see the peak of what made this barrier so formidable.

>>45164655

There was some missing piece of the puzzle, something she’d have to find before any hope of a rescue could be mounted… but what? The sheer amount of information confused Hana, there was seemingly no end to the spells and minor barriers interwoven into that malicious piece of defense. Eventually however, Hana found… something… that caught her attention.

The first thing she found; an alteration of the temporal spell that made time move in strange ways inside the barrier. It wasn’t like the one she found before, nor like the one on the great barrier itself. It was conditional and seemed to trigger upon being either it or another piece of the elaborate defenses being altered. It was terrifying in how potent was, able to slow down time inside its area entirely… It seemed embedded into the barrier itself, and not attached to any one point aside from maybe the torii gate. Though she couldn’t be sure.

The second was something more malicious, it seemed primed to extend to the outside of the barrier. Though she couldn’t tell exactly what it would do nor how long of a reach it had, yet she did know it would be potent. Hana tried to read the spell that was interwoven into it but it was little use, it was different than Maria’s spells of pure firepower. It wasn’t like a mishmash of differing and competing elements used to create powerful damage nor even the concentration of one or two to produce effects when sieved through finer mechanisms like she was taught.

It seemed to not invoke any of the base elements that she knew, instead it seemed to do the opposite, it seemed to drain the elements used against and around it. Would it depower the magics used around it? Maybe, but it didn’t feel like some kind of antimagic field exactly. It was something closer to the seals she used sans the divine blessings, something was made to remove the foundation of magics itself… She didn’t like it at all.

The third thing she found was something… something… something mesmerizing. If the barriers and spells her senses were flooded with were flyers raining down around her like last weeks Bunbunmaru into the garbage heap this was more like the glittering of silver under a majestic sunset.

Before she realized it Hana was reading the make up the spell, it was a simple thing. Its only purpose to be read and attract attention, the only way it could be activated was to read it. It was inefficient and impractical in every sense of the word, Hana reread the spell just to be sure. Once again, she reached the same conclusion, pointless except to attract attention. It wasn’t even potent; it didn’t use nor emit that much power and could easily be halted by the right safeguards.

As if plucking a leaf that fell through the air Hana focused on reading that spell again, it was way too simple and there must be more to it. This spell… it could easily be the key to unraveling this damned place, it could be a cipher or maybe even call upon some other sort of program meant to control sections of the barrier.

‘Yes, that must be it!’ Hana thought, ‘It must be something so vital that I’m just missing the trees for the forest!’ Hana felt as if she was struck by a bolt of lighting as she read and reread the lines of magical syntax all flowing together like a masterwork poem. Hana let the other spells and barriers fall by the wayside as she hyper focused on the words and symbols that made up this strange spell.

Her ‘eyes’ were starting to feel heavy, her mind was growing foggy, all the spells but that shiny and eye-catching spell faded away. Hana read the spell one last time as her consciousness faded, regret filled her as the last bastion of conscious thought that she was just so close to the truth. So close to figuring out the riddle that could save her father.

>>45164635
My best guess is that Yukari saw Seija doing the gesture and then the gap closed. Still, doesn't change the fact her gap was closed by someone that's not her or the shikigami that draws from her power, and that Goro still is alive, as was said previously, only Yukari could do something about the bracelet's magic, which means also probably lifting the sword of Damocles over Anon's head, so killing Goro wouldn't kill Anon. Probably, of course, Yamashiroanon never confirmed or denied it.
Just feel ludicrous something like this wouldn't be met by immediate and violent retaliation from someone that cuts busses' breaklines out of simple annoyance
or maybe I'm overreacting and Yamashiroanon has something in store for that. Hoping for that.

>>45164255
Anon promised a life with Ran? Oh no, how can we compete?!
Surely nothing strange will happen and no untoward events will transpire.

>>45164655
>>45164686
seems like Hana discovered Yukari's timestop, that's nice! She can now take this info to Mima--and she read the obvious rape spell that erases her memory and plants a gap on her front lobe. Marvelous.
Oof, so close to greatness, but being on the Job Squad has it's downsides.... Poor Hana
well... It could've worse. Could've been this from past thread: https://files.catbox.moe/r2a7ec.webm

>>45161232
>Koishi/Satori
Honestly I don't think any more needs to be added to that story, I was able to semi-establish Koishi's new abilities and what's going on underground. While leaving it a cliff hanger so the undergounds can be written off as being wrangled by Satori, or Satori not waking up in time due to being in a nuclear physics induced Coma.

I would only really considered the Cirno story incomplete as it ends on Cirno going back to Myouren to talk to Shou, Chisazu, and Byakuren about Okina and Yukari, as well as more training which Shou, as a subjugate entity similar to CIrno would be well suited for, as well as having access to more concrete study materials in the form of the writings of and books studied by Byakuren, who's probably one the most well educated when it comes to magic, even if she just punches things 90% of the time.

>>45164527
Ahahah, sorry about that. Incoming autism.
Sorry if this didn't get through, but Goro effectively threw his hat in with Yukari. Also since he made a "absolute deal" with Yukari he has to defend the HSE despite anything else, so Seija is allied with her by extension.
I might expand on the mechanics of it in a fluff bit(Wanted to write about Rinnosuke later), but the core idea is that Goro can analyze phenomenon, objects, and spaces with the cursed bracelet and because he's connected to Seija she can use that information to make better use of her ability to flip things. In this instance, Goro has a very intuition-based understanding of Yukari's gaps, which he fed to Seija so she could flip it from 'open' to 'closed'
The limitation is that Goro has to transfer fulcrum firing solution data to Seija. So the more complex the flip, the harder the burden on him, like an overworked CPU copying lots of data. This can be alleviated by better 'targeting data', which Goro can create if he better understands the target and thus can encode a smaller solution that's easier to transfer.
So the reason Goro want's to know more about the HSE is because he has a very hand-wavvy understanding of how it works and if he could better comprehend it's barriers, he'd be able to feed Seija solutions much faster and with much less strain especially when it comes to barriers.
You could say Yukari sees the extension of Seija's ability as too much of threat, although the feeling I tried to write it with was that Goro convinced her she needed an extra card for dealing with all the plots against her.
You could say it's weakness is that it's very offensive, is rate-limited by Goro's performance, and finding a fulcrum could be error-prone. So they can't just take on many diverse opponents head-on, it's rate-limited by Goro's performance, and doing something like 'invert that person bones from 1000 miles away' might cause Goro's brain to melt from all the information it would take.
On the other hand, it's capable of countering almost anything. My idea is to basically give Yukari another asset that makes the winter solstice battle more interesting.
Also Goro is able to recognize Yukari has unfulfilled maternal desires, partially because he subconsciously misses his Mom

tl;dr: Goro is a CPU that knows what fulcrum Seija needs to use to flip a thing by knowing where the fulcrum isn't and is rate-limited by whatever video codec he's using which is different for every category.

>>45164786
gg wp Fox Supremacy not even close see ya on the next community project
not joking now. The "I don't want a relationship at the start" is for the open ending. Anons can use it as excuse to write epilogues where Anon falls in love with another hu without needing to jump through hoops or something

>>45164691
I thought it was just about removing the bracelet that Yukari was the only one who could do it? Either way, the bracelet is a funny plot device that gave her some cause for concern and Seija's gimmick during Impossible Spellcard is of using bullshit items to fuck around and find out. Maybe off-screen and using the bond they have, Seija figured out how to draw out the chaotic destructive power and reverse it to make it orderly so that she could use it and direct it at the cost of Goro's wellbeing? This could explain that line since you could say they *are* the cheat item.
As for why Yukari didn't just snuff them then and there, it could be because doing so would harm her more, or that she could still manipulate them into doing what she wants; similar to how Okina handled Flandre like a bomb.

>>45164376
>It felt more like I was holding up an elderly grandmother who couldn’t stand up to the weight of the world anymore
Please stop bullying gappy!

>>45164820
Ah.......
...... well, glad you gonna handle that at the Winter Solstice! :D
Just don't say anything like that close to Flan, she'd vaporize Seija and Goro immediately out of sheer boredom

>>45164527
>>45164820
Eh, just to further compound on things.
A lot of what goes into making computers and networks efficient is the amount of data being handled and how it's managed. So generally the larger the file you want to move from Disk A to Disk B the longer it would take. However data on computers isn't always stored as arbitrary-sized files and operations in computers definitely do not work bit by bit(a bit in this situation being a 1 or 0 which is the smallest unit we'll work with in Modern Computing), so there might be cases where a single copy operation on two files of different sizes taking the exact same amount of time. Things become even more fun on networks, where we ASSUME that bad wires, router faults, and other errors will occur, which become more frequent the larger the file is! This means if we don't want horrible, exponential errors, we have to segment our files into smaller bits called packets and send them piece meal and the receiver assembles them piece by piece.

I say all this networking and computer nonsense to illustrate Goro's dilemma and how Yukari, who treats shikigami as computers, could effectively help him.
>>45164913
Think of it like telling a three year old how to bake a cake, but you can only draw pictures to do it on only three pages in less then ten minutes. You could cheat and use both sides of the paper, fold the papers in such a way that each sequential instruction is revealed as you unravel it, use colored markers, ect.
Haha, I need to write a Flan chapter now. Later though.

>>45164799
>It could've worse. Could've been this from past thread
Who said it wasn't getting worse?
The story merely left off with Hana passing out after walking in front of a camera.

>>45164982
fancy words ain't saving you from the gohei, Yukari's lackey

>>45165017
it could've been worse in the sense Hana gets in, is immediately discovered by Yukari and then brought to the rape dimension, all within two seconds. At least here she cosplayed a bit as Solid Snake

Sixth flowchart of the whole HSE's story for writeanons to guide themselves ant readeranons to prevent future aneurysms trying to follow the convoluted, backwards lore of this OMNIBROTHEL
sorry if I missed something or got something wrong. Please do tell me in either case!

>>45165053
Even though Hana is part of the jobber squad she won't job that hard!
Yukari knew the second she infiltrated the HSE. It's why Hana started getting a bad feeling in the storeroom.

>>45165172
>spoiler
kek, can you imagine being Yukari and watching as the teenager with a kink for sin sneaks inside your brothel? I'd be laughing my ass off and would only cut TWO break lines of people-filled busses instead of the usual ten, such would be my joyous mood.
Hope Yukari goes easy on poor, retarded Hana...

>>45165145
Thank you for your service!
>Goro does something(I don't know man, it was esoteric as fuck)
I'm getting worse. Time to write more cute garbage.

>>45165266
come to the fluff side of the thread. We've got a cat here.

>>45165253
>Hope Yukari goes easy on poor, retarded Hana...
Maybe if Hana just accepts Yukari as her surrogate mother none of this would have happened

the spiders are gonna die when the HSE falls, aren't they?

>>45165529
100%

>>45165529
>>45165560
But Flan's babies…

>>45164786
More authors need Anon to express his love for them, honestly. Rananon has spent so much time writing Anon focusing on Ran being the obvious choice that it skews the entire result. There needs to be more of a counterbalance.

Besides, we all know that Yachie will win the Anonbowl in the end. Men just cannot resist that dragon pussy.

>>45165969
True, alas I am but one man and can only dedicate enough time to writing degrading and terrible things happening to one girl.

>Besides, we all know that Yachie will win the Anonbowl in the end. Men just cannot resist that dragon pussy
Please, we all know that the real winner of it all will be Rumia who will swoop in when all seems lost right as Yukari goes for her victory rape.

>>45164820
>(Wanted to write about Rinnosuke later)
5 bucks he spends 70% of the chapter raving about this stupid bottlecap some literal who fairy gave him

>>45166164
As it should be

>>45165642
I can't believe we'll be moving onto the Chenpression arc...

>>45165529
>>45165642
Ran will gap everyone outside the HSE and into a safe easily adaptable environment! No babies will be hurt in the making of this fic, even the creep crawling ones

>>45167413
Okay, but consider the following:
All of the babies will be hurt during this corruption fic. No happy ending for anyone.

>>45167675
>>45167675
it's not because she can't have a baby that others shouldn't have too. Jealous hag.

>>45164582
glad for you, readeranon!
>several characters dead Namely ANON dying for reals then maybe something happens after that IDK.
if someone wants to write a dark ending, probably then. But most people will likely write a touhou-kinda ending

>>45168458
Should've just given Yukari her baby. If it wasn't for Anon's weak-ass semen, everyone would've been happy.
>>45168520
I think that trying to push a standard Touhou ending now would just be a disappointment, worse than the original abuse story's harem ending. This isn't someone playing around and causing a minor scheme with no lasting impact, it's a huge event that already involves countless things that can't be walked back, such as Hana's corruption, Anon's psychological devastation, and countless pregnancies. Shit's already thoroughly fucked.
I don't think anyone should get a perfectly happy "good" ending in this story, unless it's like, a complete gag ending where they're happy while Gensokyo is burning around them. Now, an ending where the survivors try to pick up the pieces after suffering through the worst yet and losing things they greatly care about? Good shit.
As are straight up bad ends. Aya somehow succeeding in getting away with Anon and forcing him to be her sex slave and mother to her children? Yeah, that would be a fitting end, too.
Hell, you could even end it with Anon ending up as even worse than his wife once was, there's a lot of options here.
But as a whole, this entire fic was dark from the start, and the endings should carry that with them, even the more optimistic ones where things at least improve eventually.

>>45169225
This is a bad end? What could possibly be better than this?

>>45169400
>tengu challenge: try not to gaslight a human male into loving them with baby traps and drugging
>(impossible)

>>45169400
the good ending where yukari's defeat lets aya recover from yukari's secret manipulation between the border of retardation and intelligence and she starts acting like a person with two brain cells to rub together again

>>45169400
Koishi end, wholesome Ran end, any ending where Anon isn't a sex slave.
But seriously I don't think Aya would do that to Anon, but Aya makes a difficult case when Ran and Chen are right there and Koishi is probably the only choice where he doesn't have to end up in a relationship with somebody.
I don't think Aya is bad, she just has stiff competition and some others might view Anon getting back into a relationship with a woman who raped him and grifted off of his suffering earlier as a bad ending.

>>45169420
>Anon getting back into a relationship with a woman who raped him and grifted off of his suffering earlier as a bad ending.
I wouldn't call that a bad ending, more like a bittersweet ending. Aya clearly cares and regrets everything, but unlike Reimu she hasn't done it again and again to the point a normal relationship feels impossible. She was also under the impression Anon wanted to be at the HSE at first, so it's easier to forgive. The earlier slander and profit from his misery is the hardest to deal with in my opinion.
With some work, it could work nicely.

ooops
>>45169469 meant for >>45169428
sorri mate

>>45165527
>but if you close your eyes…

>>45154545 (2/-)
—
I yawn, fiddling with papers, reading and rereading, trying to distract my mind. Eirin has had stellar results in creating a triple-way egg that should resist more than a normal one—or, best-case scenario, be ignored—being gapped. Still, I'll have to keep immense concentration to stop any loose gaps from killing it before it turns into a morula. Amuses me how intensively Eirin is focusing on the research—all those words of morals easily forgotten. Hm, hypocrisy.

There's also my new pawns, Seija and Goro…

And, I'll admit, they scared me at first—closing a gap of mine is no small thing. In any other situation, I would've exploded Seija's head and eaten Goro alive, but I saw an opportunity. Knowledge, then usefulness. It's funny to think how I got the first. Men are so easy~all you need to do is press your breasts on them, and they don't even notice you probing their cursed bracelet and stealing a piece of its… hm… 'soul'?

I giggle, playing with the translucent red skull at my fingertips like a coin, its influence safely contained by a gap. To think I'd never have access to such energy through normal means: bowing down to Okina, morphing into the image of a child, and sexually serving the Matarajin… Ugh, the horror.

Indeed, the plethora of things I can mold this infinite cursed energy into—blending it into my gaps so they can't close them again; create barriers with such powerful curses they doom people's souls by mere contact. Seija seems able to control it to a degree with the broker's help, but that’s just the surface of this ocean. This energy on the hands of someone who can dominate it… My, my.

Also, it seems I won our 300 years old bet. Hope she has trained her tongue~

I giggle, sending the cursed thing to the depths of the gaps, where it safely awaits testing.

… My pregnancy is on the horizon, more hopeful and sure than ever; I've acquired power, pawns, and trade coins; and my business is going on steadily.

It's good to be on top of the world—

Then all my defenses are screaming, and I fall from my chair.

Okina's backdoor appeared on the HSE—is she attacking? Already?!—with no delay, I catch my parasol, open a gap, and go to the reception of the HSE, expecting to be face-to-face with my sister sage—

What I see is much, much worse.

"Wow… So many Reimus!" Flan excitedly says, eyes shining, crystal wings swinging up and down. The room is frozen, Ran has fallen on her buttocks, eyes wide. "I want a Reimu costume too~! Oh, hi, Kari!" Flandre is openly staring at me. The clientele rushes towards the nearest emergency exit. Those who don't know who Flan is followed the herd, an even worse reaction than what the Flower Maiden is capable of…

Why did Okina bring her here?! She normally isn't so direct. Is this her idea of a sick prank? Dropping Gensokyo's most unstable nuclear device in the middle of the Human Village…

It sounds exactly like the Matarajin I know.

Ran got up, looking at me with despair as Flan happily skipped to me, ignoring the commotion. "H-Hi… Flandre—where's your sister?"

"Remi doesn't know I'm here!" She says as she opens her arms. I freeze, but my logical mind immediately comes to the forefront, and I hug her. Not doing so, making her mad… No. "Kina said I could come and play with you and Anon! Gaah, it's so nice to hug you~so soft!" She laughed out loud, a cooling sound of death, rubbing her cheeks on my cleavage. I laugh, throwing a stare at Ran. She nods before racing out to calm the workers and stop any panic; word should be already spreading about Flan being here. And, mainly, Ran should make one thing clear to everyone: 'do NOT approach Flandre.'

"Why were everyone dressed like Reimu?" She asks, leaving the hug and wandering to the doors—she hits the barrier that doesn't see her as a client, confusedly massaging her forehead. I was about to lay the barriers down, but they exploded in red-scarlet hellfire, and Flan walked inside.

I sighed… It'll take at least twenty hours to rebuild that.

"It's to emulate the experience of being a miko, like Reimu—wait, Flan—"

"Oh! I want to dress like Reimu too!"

Saying 'we don't have an outfit for you' seemed like a death sentence, so I decided to play smart: "We're already making you your outfit, Flan-chan—" I sent Ran the message through a gap. She sends back '1h30m'. So that's the time I need to distract her for. "—it'll take roughly an hour more—sorry. Do you want to see the attractions before we go meet Anon?"

"Attractions?! Like those of amusement parks I see in comics?!" Her eyes shine bright red, as do her cheeks. I nod, "YES!" She laughs out loud before coming for a second hug, little arms around me a frown away from ultimate death…

… Despite that, it's weird how reciprocating the hug makes her little heart beat faster and her laughter louder and sillier.

Does she feel such joy in being hugged back? It's a small thing, yet it fills me with warmth.

Who'd think a nuclear device could be so cuddly?

Yamashiroanon, if the fact Yukari got a part of the bracelet may be a step too hard on your foot, just say it and I'll do something like Yukari has no success in using it, and just forgets about it or something. arigathanks

>>45169824
inb4
Yukari ties to promote herself to the position of Flans new older sister/mother, I can't believe Yukari is falling for Gensokyo's number 2 nuclear device.
Also it doesn't seem she's aware of any Orin or underground/old-hell action yet since she doesn't think of Okuu when thinking of living nuclear devices.

>>45169824
As always Yukari's side is hilarious

>>45169924
Thing is Okyuu can be contained and isn't inherent prone to annihilating everything

>>45169924
Okuu is a good girl
She only glasses things occassionally

>>45170261
Okuu is the one that decided she should take over the surface. Flan is the one who decides to stay in the basement, it's not like anybody can force her to stay down there and she's well aware of the fact.
Flan doesn't even annihilate things, most of the times she just uses her sword/wang thingy or danamku, the only time she tries to use annihilation are against a meteor, Meiling after she thinks Meling betrayed the SDM, and Toutetsu when she gets blood drunk.

>>45169824
Looking forward to how she handles it.
>>45170288
Don't slander her! Okuu didn't mean it, she was just misunderstood, blinded by her new power, and confused on what the lonely rope lady meant!

>>45170288
>knows humans like Anon can't use danmaku, it's okay with that
Flan is so nice! She just wants to have fun with someone different from her

>>45169824
Yukari thinking just because she can seduce some mega-horny Sage and a Miko with a sin kink that everyone sees her like that is hilarious. Or sad considering that that's her new normal. Flan better watch out!
>>45169846
oh yeah it's all good! I left a lot of that stuff vague for whatever people wanted to add!
Couple things I'll clarify though: the bracelet has two intended functions: Seeking a target and directing magical energy to that target. It being so cursed is more of a side-effect of it being a product of 'use all parts of the buffalo' human sacrifice, although it does make sense that some of it's energy could be syphoned off. The way I think of it is like a 'sterile grudge', It's a curse that doesn't have a personality and won't grow in size, and this makes it uncanny for the observer since angry people are usually expressive and unstable, not consistent. Do with this information as you please!

>>45170356
Now all we need is Okyuu and Rumia to visit so Anon can collect more daughters than Reimu collects regrets

>>45170371
can Rumia even enter the Human Village?

>>45170590
Can any of these youkai?
At the very least Rumia looks human naturally.

>>45170636
good point. Though, she'd need a way to bypass the loli detector of the HSE.
considering Tewi made the cut, I wouldn't be surprised.

>>45170590
Probably, in Aya's interview with her it's implied Rumia only eat people who consent, other than that she too lazy.
So as long as she doesn't go around asking to eat people she would probably be fine, especially since she's outwardly human.

>>45170369
>Yukari thinking just because she can seduce some mega-horny Sage and a Miko with a sin kink that everyone sees her like that is hilarious.
every villain is better with a unhealthy case of hubris and overconfidence. But not pedophilia, that's Okina villainous trait. Hana doesn't count. Yukari is forever 17, trust me… wait, a gun? On the back of my head? Don't be silly.
I see, thanks for the explanation! Will make things much easier for this retarded min in the future

>>45170667
I don't know, she spends every second of the day in her darkness because the sunlight hurts her skin, so she's probably pale as snow and would have to squint all the time if she dispelled it, which she wouldn't.
Maybe at night she'd *just* pass, but as far as weaker youkai go she's very youkai-like in that regard.

>>45170857
stop this Rumia bullying at once

>>45170349
dumb bird
only serve for nuclear physics
>captcha: G0YRS
didn't know the yamawaro had spyware on my pc...

>>45170653
Soon enough Remimi will hear back from patchy and meiling and get curious enough to visit... any day now...

>>45164686

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Yukari yawned loudly as she stretched her back and stiffened shoulders, it wasn’t easy being breezy. However, there was only one woman in Gensokyo who could manage a reformation facility, maintain the great barrier, and put a smile on everyone’s face. ‘That woman was me’ thought the great(est) sage of Gensokyo.

This was all really a labor of love if she was being honest, which was something that nobody understood. Even Ran seemed a little more invested in this for base personal reasons rather than the good of Gensokyo and the Hakurei bloodline that managed the balance of it all. Of course, Yukari was only a youkai after all. While she did do it all for the sake of her beloved child and all that lived in it, she’d be remiss if she couldn’t admit that she’d taken a certain affection to the Hakurei family.

Opening a gap in front of her hand she reached and scratched that sweet spot on her back, cooing out satisfaction as she withdrew her hand snagging a steaming cup of tea sourced from one of those overly ritzy British cafes. The cup of Darjeeling tea warmed her fingers and its aroma tickled her nose, it was in the perfect temperature range of 83.1345 degrees centigrade and only dipping in minor amounts thanks to the lovely ceramics of it container. And the taste? Exceptional~

Yup, Yukari. You truly know how to enjoy the high life even while you entertain the peons and keep giving so much to those below you~ Yukari leaned back in her padded leather chair to exactly 73.54 degrees, the perfect amount to let someone relax while still having their head in the game.

Yukari was feeling good, even if certain little stunts done by certain jakus, foolish humans, and irritable youkai alike all conspired against her. Although she tried to clear her mind of such petty distractions it was no secret that many wished her harm.

That Moriyan god, for example, was a true menace if her informants were right, contracting oni to do her bidding? How annoying. Oh, and she couldn’t forget about that pervert god of a sage, actively weaving the most troublesome plots all to settle some old bet… The last thing Yukari wanted to do was have to assume her child form just to please her…

Ugh, and there goes Yukari’s enjoyment… She carelessly tossed the half full tea cup into a gap letting it land exactly where that waiter was going to step. She pushed herself back up letting the chair resume its normal position as she considered her options. When push came to shove, and it will shove indeed. Who could she rely on for the last leg of her plot?

The winter solstice and festival would be coming up soon, an obvious weakpoint and if there was any time to strike it’d be then. She knew that none of the concerned would be able to resist, its why she would have the Kiketsu family and Kasen in attendance as extra muscle in case things went south. She couldn’t rely on the tengu for anything more than crowd control and keeping the lower level youkai in line. Once Okina or the oni make their moves they’d be like fairies playing around the focal point of an incident, only good as time wasting fodder.

No, she needed someone to balance things. Her Ran could only be counted on for protecting the front gate and even then, not for very long. Of course, that left the pool rather small. Still, there was one or two women that she could broker with. After all, to beings such as them there is little easier than to work a few mere months for massive rewards.

>>45171385

Yukari thought of all the assets at her disposal, more importantly she thought of the future assets she’d gain after pulling this off successfully. She knew Reimu wouldn’t be long for this world, she’d visited sparingly since Ran worked on her little project. It was clear that she’d relapse like always, and more importantly the decades of bad living had taken their toll. It was subtle but she suspected that within the next year she’d be too infirm to even walk.

That quack of a doctor named Eirin could treat her of course, but she knew Reimu was too proud to head to Eientei before it progressed to the point of no return. There was also the matter that while she could release Anon to that troubled miko’s clutches after the big song and dance of Anon’s farewell and their remarriage ceremony that it’d be impossible to halt the rumors of the suspected pregnancies that resulted from this little operation.

Eirin was tight lipped about that of course, but Yukari could read between the lines, foot traffic of lone women was up nearly 284% percent than it was just 3 months ago. Though the exact cause eluded her the faces she remembered seeing there matched the names of several patrons on the ledger, and it wasn’t exactly a secret that the maternity ward, a place Yukari certainly didn’t visit on more than one occasion when she was feeling whimsical, had grown larger to accommodate said increase in traffic.

Of course, Yukari wouldn’t be Yukari if she didn’t turn these mistakes into miracles! She had a plan, there was some in Gensokyo that greatly enjoyed children after all. With a few clever maneuvers they’d have all the children she could handle and then some. Ah Yukari, you’ve done it again! Seiga will certainly never pass up this opportunity!

And to make Yukari’s mood even brighter a certain girl she loved to visit had just altered the barrier as if Yukari wouldn’t have installed a detection spell on it. She turned to the monitor along the wall pulling up the relevant information, it seemed her investment in outsider technology paid off as she pulled an image of a girl peeking around and glancing right at one of the many cameras before ‘sneaking’ down the maintenance corridor.

>>45171341
writeanons fear the objectively best ending

>>45171392
Wait... Is she planning on feeding the excess babies to youkai, selling them for parts to the outside world & Seiga for a profit?
Devious gappy, absolutely devious.
It's hilarious Okina's and Yukari's different reactions to the pregnancy incident, actually has there been an Okina nerding out chapter recently?

>>45171385
>>45171392
>feeds your baby to other youkai
heh, nothing personal, tards
>still can't get pregnant, though
at least she seems in a good humor, so Hana shouldn't suffer too much… r-right?

>>45171539
I wonder if she could set up a direct womb-to-factory processing system for the newborn, the second a baby is about to exit the womb it get gapped to a canning facillity, the plate of an baby-eating youkai, or be delivered to Seiga.

>>45171566
not cool, anon, not cool.

Hong Meiling was not normally given to fits of major embarrassment, not even when that black-and-white rat got into the mansion, but here, sitting in a brothel wearing a erotic version of the Shrine Maiden's outfit, she felt like dying. If Miss Sakuya saw her, or...Well, just about anyone, actually, she'd have to end her life before the shame killed her.

"Number 14!" The tiny Yamawaro bellowed. "You! Redhead! You're up!" Meiling lurched to her feet, feeling like the ground was shaking all around her. She wanted to perform some tai chi relaxation techniques, but she wasn't getting a chance. "I ain't got all day, girlie!" The Yamawaro, barely even half her height, shouted, and Meiling quailed. Ignoring the looks of the few others in the waiting room, she fixed her gaze firmly on the floor and walked forward. Then, she walked into the door, and it took all of her willpower not to die right then and there. She was certain she heard the Yamawaro snicker. All she'd even wanted to do was find Lady Patchouli!

Stepping through the door, she felt a strange vertigo, something she had only felt once before, on the single occasion that she had fought Yakumo Yukari. Immediately, she felt panicked, and now that she was free from prying eyes, she did let her eyes slide shut and her body fall into poses that were ingrained into her purple memory so deep that she could perform them while asleep.

Her breathing techniques helped calm her, and she felt a restlessness that she hadn't realised she was feeling fade away. With a clear head, she stopped stalling and walked further inside, the vertigo feeling intensifying until it reached a crescendo and immediately stopped. Suddenly, Meiling was not in the human village.

She was at the courtyard of the Hakurei Shrine, in early autumn. It was quite wonderful, actually. Especially for Meiling, who never really got to see many views aside from the ones she saw from the gates of the mansion. The valley expanding below her was lit in hues of gold, red and brown, and it was truly breath-taking, even compared to the view of the Misty Lake that Meiling could see from her position at the Mansion's gate. For a moment, she forgot what she was supposed to be doing and was content to just stare.

And then, she began to feel the flow of qi, and it was all wrong. The place wasn't truly expansive, it ended some ways forward. It was nothing but a paper tiger, if paper tigers could be pretty scenery. Meiling wondered who's benefit it was for. Was it just to enhance the experience?

Speaking of, what exactly was the experience? Behind her, quiet but easily audible in the true, small environment, was a conversation.

"That wire. No, not that one. Quite right." Meiling turned, finding herself quite surprised by the sheer scale of the replica of the Hakurei Shrine. Nothing compared to Remi's mansion, of course, but it was still very impressive. Meiling couldn't remember the last time she had been to the real Hakurei Shrine, or if she ever even had, but it certainly looked like a real Shrine. The voices she could hear were coming from inside, and Meiling could hear a man, presumably this 'Shrine Husband' that she'd been hearing about. And the other voice... "There. And then - Yes, exactly. That one. Koakuma could learn a thing or two from you." There she was. Lady Patchouli, at last.

"Was she the one with the wings?" The male voice was asking a question. "With...pale blue hair?"

"That was Remi. Koakuma has rather striking red hair. And a tail." Patchouli's voice grew clearer as Meiling got closer and hopped up onto the veranda. "Next...That one."

Meiling rounded the side of the veranda and paused, very confused at the scene before her. Happily, there was no sex going on, as that tengu woman had insinuated. Still, that likely would have been easier to explain than what was actually happening. Patchouli stood on the edge of the veranda, her arms crossed. She wasn't wearing the weird Hakurei outfit, but rather her normal clothing. Open in her hand was a large grimoire that could only have come from her library. Below her, on the grass of the Shrine's exterior, stood a man. Meiling felt her face heat up slightly because she knew the man. She'd just seen him in a book, a fact that was much worse than it sounded. And worse, he was just as much her type in reality as he was in the book. She took a second to run through some more tai chi techniques to clear her mind, and then she stepped forward.

But more interesting than the people involved was what they were involved with. Spread out on the ground below the veranda was a massive network of rippling lines of magic. They crossed over each other, linked together, split apart and reconnected seemingly at random. Some lines were bigger and some were smaller, and as she watched, the man knelt down and pushed his hand against one of the strands, which pushed outward, away from the mass. "Good. Hold it there." Patchouli told him. "Now, just..." She turned, a ball of fire growing in her free hand, and then she spotted Meiling. "Oh. Meiling." Feeling a little awkward, Meiling waved hesitantly.

"Um, hello, Lady Patchouli." She said, slowly shifting her gaze between Patchouli and the man on his knees.

"Hi." The man said, sounding slightly strained. "I'd greet you properly, but..." With his free hand, he gestured to the tangle of magic surrounding him. "I'm Anon, by the way."

"H-Hi, Anon." Meiling mumbled.

"What are you doing here?" Patchouli asked Meiling, who opened her mouth. "No, actually. Don't answer that. Just move slightly to the side." After a moment, she gave Meiling a pointed stare, and Meiling moved. "Okay, watch the wire." She told Anon, then she pointed her hand forward and launched the ball of fire outward, beyond the veranda and toward the torii gate. It flew straight through the gate, then suddenly froze and faded from existence. "There." Patchouli turned. "Anything?"

"I think I felt it pulse?" Anon replied, looking up with a frown. "Was it meant to do anything else?"

"No. I'm trying to isolate the barrier that feeds the magic back into the building." Patchouli looked down. "Two wires to the right. If it pulsed, we're in the right area." Anon looked down at the mess of magic, then shifted so that he was pulling on a thicker line of magic. "This one?"

"That one." Patchouli said, turning back. "Meiling. Why are you here?" She raised her hand, and another fireball began to grow.

"Um..." Meiling pressed herself against the wall of the Shrine, feeling a little concerned as Patchouli's fireball grew larger. "Miss Sakuya charged me with finding you." Patchouli didn't answer, and she looked back down at her grimoire. "She said that you'd been gone longer than usual."

"I've only been here for... Four hours and three minutes." Patchouli said, her eyes flashing for a brief moment.

"I was told that time was distorted in here." Anon said, looking up. "Four times slower than the real world, I think."

"So it's only been an hour..." Patchouli muttered to herself. " The movement of the celestial bodies were not matching up to the passage of time. Now I know why." She pushed more energy into the fireball, then paused. "Meiling." She said, drawing Meiling's attention from the fireball in her hand. "Do you feel calm?"

"Huh?" Meiling unthinkingly asked, then tried again. "Oh, er, I suppose so? Apart from the...fireball."

"Oh, yes. Let us take care of that." Patchouli turned her head toward Anon. "Watch for the magic." Anon nodded, and Patchouli launched the massive fireball. Meiling felt the heat pass dangerously close to her, and then the fireball was past her and through the torii gate. This time, it froze, but didn't immediately disappear. Instead, it began to expand, and Meiling wondered if something bad was about to happen.

>>45171566
you see Anon theres no need for such a thing, Yukari can merely reorient the HSE as an orphanage as a forms of payback to the community that did so much in supporting her. If a few children go missing over time because they get adopted or reclaimed by their youkai mothers... well who's to know and whos to care?

"Patchouli!" Anon called, sounding somewhat nervous. "It's vibrating!" Meiling looked over, noticing that the 'wire' of magic that he was pulling on was beginning to shake clearly in his hand. "Should I let go?"

"No." Patchouli, like always, seemed entirely calm. "It's just coping with the stronger energy." She floated forward. "Look at the fireball." Meiling turned back in surprise. Where there was a large fireball before, there were now distinct layers of magic being held in mid-air. "A layer of oxygen, a layer of magical energy that constituted fuel for the fireball, and a layer of simple flame." Patchouli said, her eyes taking on a different shine that Meiling had learnt to mean that she was using spells on her eyes. "That is the barrier's energy source." She turned back to Anon. "The time distortion is interfering with several spells of mine that require precise calculations of the celestial bodies. That, I cannot disable presently."

"Oh, well..." Anon looked down, then gingerly released the vibrating wire. In the air above the torii gate, the fireball condensed, then faded from existence. "I got used to it after a while." Meiling looked over at Patchouli and wondered if she was seeing something that Meiling wasn't. "So, what was your name, again? You look familiar."

"Ah, er, Hong Meiling." Meiling said, breaking her gaze from Patchouli. "Um, I think I saw you entering the mansion with the Hakurei Shrine Maiden and a little girl several years ago." She'd completely forgotten about that. Funny.

But at the mention of the little girl, Anon's mood became sour. "Ah, that's Hana..." He murmured, looking down. "My little Hana." He shook his head and looked back, any traces of sadness gone as if they're never been there at all. "She's all grown up now. So...Would you like some tea, dear?" He asked, and Meiling's mind went completely blank. "I like to think that I've got a handle on this tea-making business by now."

"You can drink it." Patchouli muttered, ignoring them both. "Whatever you're doing is protecting you from the toxins in the air and in the clothes. Keep doing it." And she hopped off of the veranda and began to examine the mass of magical wires.

"Um, O-Okay." Meiling stammered, turning back to Anon. Dear? She probably should have told him not to call her that, but she couldn't quite resist. "Thank you!"

He led her inside and got to work, while Meiling stared at the Shrine interior surrounding them. It looked perfect, but she had no real idea what the original Shrine looked like these days, so it could have been entirely wrong and she wouldn't have noticed. In a matter of minutes, there was a steaming cup in front of her, and Anon was sat next to her. She took it, and while it was delicious, it just wasn't quite like the tea she prepared herself. "You look quite stiff, dear." Anon told her, and she jumped, sitting upright stiffly. "Would you like a bath? A massage?" He looked like he was about to say something else, but had chosen to restrain himself. Meiling thought for a moment, then took in a deep breath.

"A-A massage would be nice." She mumbled, and then jumped again when she heard Patchouli's voice from outside.

"Restrain yourself to nothing but a massage, Meiling. I have no desire to listen to...that." For a second, Meiling didn't know what she was talking about, and then it dawned on her and her face turned bright red. There was a bang from outside, followed by the sound of Patchouli coughing. "Ignore that." She called.

Anon stood, leading Meiling to the Shrine's bedroom. Suddenly feeling very nervous, Meiling forced herself to calm down, then sat on the edge of the bed, with Anon sitting behind her.

The massage then proceeded to wipe any knowledge of herself, Lady Patchouli, Anon himself, and any inkling of anything except the wonderful feeling of all the tension in her body disappearing. She may have cried. She probably fell asleep. She almost certainly let out some very embarrassing noises that she dearly hoped Lady Patchouli hadn't heard. But at the end of it, she felt rested in a way that nothing in her entire life had accomplished before.

Meilinganon posted?! And there's Patchy on it?!
Good god, where's my silly playlist?!

>>45171625
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>>45171643
interesting, so Patchy is determinating the size of the barrier and it's components? Though I doubt Yukari would've made the barrier easy to be read and let Yuuka enter, at least Patchy can satisfy her magical autism. Let's hope she doesn't strain herself too much and Meiling has to carry her back home. That'd be immensely embarrassing for Mukyu…
and good for Meiling to get that massage! God knows being a jobber takes effort. She deserves a good respite!
thanks for the chapters, writefren!

>>45171643
>>45171634
>>45171625
As happy as I am to read it I am now sad I will have to wait to read more
Thanks for the update, patchy testing the barrier while Meiling melts was classic.
Though I'd figure Anon would better remember Remy considering she'd be a constant visitor during the good times. Well that would've been two decades ago

>>45171812
>As happy as I am to read it I am now sad I will have to wait to read more
such is the life of the readeranon

>>45171812
I figured that after the good times, the beatings until morale improved followed by the conveyor belt of women fucking him in the HSE would start to make faces blend together until all he really remembered of the SDM was 'the one with normal wings' and the like

>>45171855
He probably only recognizes Marisa by height alone nowadays.

>>45171855
anon......

>>45171869
anons are so fucking evil...

>>45164686

The world was inky black and reality faded in and out as her subconscious struggled to retain control of her awareness. Eventually, her conscious mind won out and Hana opened her eyes truly taking in her surroundings.

It was dark, well no surprise there. Her eyes were barely adjusted to the darkness, only minor amounts of light seeping in through the windows and the illuminated panes of the paper sliding door that made up the entrance to this room. Still, from what she could see, which admittedly wasn’t much, the room itself and even the door had a eerily familiar vibe. It was uncanny in how much she recognized this room, yet she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

She let the lines of the world relax, arcing them out of the windows and into the world beyond. It… was even worse now, that uncanny feeling, she let her vision dart around as much as it could with her ability until it hit her like a sack of rocks. The forest on to the edge of the field, the layout of the building she was in, the distinctive form of the building itself… She was in the shrine…!

Her vision snapped back to ‘normal’ as she tried getting up. She didn’t realize it at first, being that she was dressed in her winter’s outfit but she seemed to be on a very plush futon sitting on a raised wooden platform. Hana soon found that she was unable to get up, her arms, legs, and even waist seemed bound. Well, no matter, Hana let the world lines squeeze and opened up endless possibilities. Seeing the shortest route to ‘stand’ she took it.

Except that she didn’t budge!

Panic was starting to set in now, she tried using her ability to fly in order to levitate enough to move ‘into’ the mattress, it would help her to shrink her body enough to be free of any restraints.

Except that once again she didn’t budge…

She looked at her arms in the dim lighting, not finding anything worth noting in the gray on black of the world she found herself in. She pulled her arms and legs trying to physically free herself, only to realize that she felt no push back from anything as mundane as rope or even chain. There wasn’t even the silken feel of softer cloth restraints. Now that she was able to focus she felt it, magic!

She tried ‘reading’ that magic, finding it was only simple in part. It was a simple spell at heart but the complexity of the security system on these was astounding, she never even saw anything remotely similar in Marisa’s spells and it was more akin to what she saw in those damnable barriers.

Hana wanted to shout, if she was at the fake shrine then her father was here! Before the words escaped her lips, she heard shouting come from another room at the shrine; it was her father’s voice?! Is he in trouble?! Hana tried listening in as she flutily struggled against the restraints, only able to catch snippets of it.

Her father’s voice was like thunder, “You monster you want me to do what?!” Hana had never heard him so angry before, “Isn’t this game enough for you Yukari?!”.

What sounded like silence followed, but in truth she merely couldn’t hear the other side of this conversation. For a few uneasy moments Hana squirmed in silence till she heard her father’s voice again though it was more muted, it was still angry. The voices quieted down again till even her father’s voice was gone as if absorbed into the wood frame of the shrine.

A sudden shout of anger from her father made her jump as something beyond the door of her prison clattered loudly, it was sadly a sound she recognized. The sound of a table spilling its contents as it was flipped by an angered hand. Hana heard the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as her father yelled in rage, “You won’t touch her again! Not again!”

Then as suddenly as that outburst began, it ended. It was silent for a few minutes; she could hear whispers of Yukari’s voice now. It was simply too low for the miko-in-training to decipher, as the minutes egged onwards, she heard another sound: the sounds of desperation.

Silence again… and somehow this one was the most painful of all, Hana breathed in and out trying to listen to anything happening. Even trying to let her vision wonder outside the windows again, maybe she could angle it so she could see what’s happening through an open window or door?

As she once again squeezed the lines of the world, she struggled to find the right path, until suddenly her breath cut off. She was choking?! Her eyes shot around as she gasped for air that couldn’t come. But nobody was around her?!

Hana could see nothing, but she could feel it, a barrier formed inside of her throat!

>>45173390

Hana tried yelling for help but her own voice was blocked by the lack of air, terror soon set in as her body clenched and her hands fruitlessly grasped at the air. It didn’t take long till she heard stomping coming down the way and with relief filling her she saw her father burst in through the door.

He shouted her name and she tried reaching out for him to no avail, Hana had no clue what was going on as her father scooped her. The spells seeming to only restrain her own movements, and now that the light was streaming in she could make out a purple colored ink-like magical script engraved onto her wrists.

Hana tried to choke out that she needed help but there was simply no air to do so, she couldn’t even cling to her father. All she could do is watch through blurry eyes as his own filled with tears, he raised his head tearing his gaze from Hana as the world was starting to go dark.

With a shout of pure desperation, he announced to the air, “I’ll do it! I’ll do it! For the love of the gods Yukari don’t do it!”

The world was fading in blotches as her vision failed and soon, she couldn’t even find the strength to struggle against her restraints. She didn’t feel powerless nor terror, both of those sensations were leaving her as she heard only her father’s voice yell out again, “Please! Please don’t do this to me! Not Hana, not my girl!”

Just as the last of the light was to leave her world and her consciousness vanished the pressure in her esophagus faded. With a jerking gasp she inhaled the sweet air into her burning lungs, the world felt alive again as she coughed and greedily gobbled the air trying to make up for lost time.

Her father held her in her arms, rocking her like she was a child again, it comforted her as for a second she felt like things might be all right. Her arms were still bound and as her lightheaded mind struggled to recover, she could hear him whisper words of apology as he nuzzled her neck. What was he sorry for?

As if she was an animal, she felt a terrifying presence enter the room and caused her to stiffen up with the hair on the back of her neck standing on end, how she wished she could cling to her father back… Like an oncoming storm it was impossible to ignore, her father felt it too and pried his face away from Hana. Hana felt the chill replace his warmth as she too turned her head to Yukari, her footsteps only now heard after her presence was.

Yukari was wearing her purple dress, the occasional ribbon was disturbed from their usual perfect place and the dress itself had a thin tear under the breast with a small blood stain staining the edges of it. Though it was clear that there was no longer a wound underneath from how she strolled in.

Sporting a wicked grin her tone was like ice despite it outwardly sounding warm, “Hana darling, I’m so happy you came to visit. Though I must say that you should come in through the front door instead, sneaking around hardly suits you~”

Anon didn’t say anything as he stared daggers into her, oh if only looks could kill. Yukari ignored him as she stared directly into her eyes, “You snuck in so efficiently, so I must commend you on that. Though I must say that if it was not for my generosity, you would have run yourself afoul of some of my less elegant traps.”

What did this woman mean… Nobody saw her right? Wasn’t she careful? Hana was about to open her mouth to speak before she was cut off, “Now now, I see that confusion on your face Hana-chan and I will be kind enough to inform you that I knew you were skulking about the moment you walked in” Yukari giggled at her shock, “And what were those strange movements of yours? Did you manifest an ability while I wasn’t looking? They are most interesting, but there is not much special about once know the equations behind it”

Clutching Hana’s prone form tighter as if to shield her Anon spoke, “It’ll never happen again Yukari, she’ll never do such a thing again so please. Spare her!”

Tutting as she extended her fan and covered her face she spoke again, all traces of that levity and warmth gone with the dark as she flicked the light switch on, her voice was nothing but frigid ice, “After that brutish display you used to spurn at my offer of peace you dare to think you are in a position to broker?”

Feeling her wrath hidden under the surface Hana cowered inwardly, she didn’t dare to speak in this moment, “Fortunately for you, I have need of you and your daughter to be healthy and happy. You think I am a liar for telling you the truth, you think that I am some cruel tyrant; both are fine with me. For your actions you will both be punished and advance my plans to mend your damaged family in one go.”

Snapping her fan closed she commanded her father, “Strip”

…

>>45171539
>at least she seems in a good humor, so Hana shouldn't suffer too much… r-right?
Anon I...

If Yukari forces Hana to rape her dad does that count as one rape or two?

>>45173624
Depends at what point her pupils gain hearts

>>45173471
I wonder if she dosed Anon with the fertility pills, she has been thinking about the hakurei bloodline previously and she already is willing to modifying a potential child to remove any defects as shown with her own mutt.

>>45173671
What if Yukari's just hijacking the Hakurei bloodline wholesale? She got Eirin to fuse Kasen's egg with her's, maybe she could do the same with Hana. The child would be in line to inherit the Hakurei God and Yukari could raise them as a child of Yakumo. It's the ultimate bloodline-crossing eugenics experiment.
Don't worry about the untold number of chromosomes caused by incest + mixing eggs, just manipulate the boundary between profound retardation and genius.

>>45173671
With the "triple way egg" she mentioned it's probably going to be a horrid combination of Hana, Anon, and Yukari. Which could explain just how aggravated he was if she told him that was what he was going to do. I had hope for Yukari to be successful in getting pregnant, but not like this. Good God.

>>45173733
>>45173737

SOMEONE SAVE KASEN
HER SUFFERING MAKES ME SAD

>>45173840
Could have Eirin finally break and confess that Yukari is stealing what is effectively Kasen's firstborn child and turning them into an absolute abomination
The normally cool headed doctor was extremely vocal in her revulsion when the hag told her

Even when I try to write a 2-post max fluffly bit, it turns into a 3 post bit anyway!
Why am I cursed so?

Also, oh God, oh no, oh dear, and oh Lord please have mercy on us for what Hana Anon is about to post

>>45173471
do not
do not
do not
do not
do not

>>45173976
that's one of the worst things about writefagging
>kay, gonna be a 1.500 words cute piece.
>20min later
>how the fuck it got to 8000?!
happens more often that not with me...

>>45173471
NO, YUKARI, PLEASE! DON'T DO THE FUNNY MAGICAL EUGENICS!!

(1/3) I'm gonna get dangerous and not proof read any of this, be forewarned.
After all this time being on the receiving end of their effects, neutralizing Yukari’s gaps felt good.
I didn’t even need to close them, sometimes it was enough to flip their border and they’d collapse on their own, other times making exits into entrances sent whatever projectile right back at the Sage Hag, but by far my favorite was when she’d project a series of gaps using star light, only for those rays to be flipped relocating the gaps to some forsaken location I couldn’t image.
The one issue is that the bitch in purple just kept opening them time after time without breaking a sweat and I could tell it was taking a tool on Goro who was floating behind me.
‘he’s your cheat item’ she had said, ha! It was better then those lousy things, all those little trinkets were like toys, what I had with this man was on a whole other level. It was as if I could just think things and they would happen, like all I had to do was a turn a key, and better yet the possibilities just kept flying into my brain.
“Poke!” I felt a light touch on my midriff.
Looking down, I saw Yukari, ideally rubbing her finger on my waist.
“My, how soft for such a rough girl!” She teased.
I tried to punch her, but she slipped back into her gap and in a moment both Goro and I stood in front of Yukari and her Fox slave.
“I’d say about 3 points this time, your thinking was a little more creative and the two of you are more in sync, but it’s still quite a way off. What about you Ran?” She asked the fox.
“If were discussing orders of magnitude Yukari-Sama I would say 2 points.” Stingy mutt. “4 points when Goro is able to remain stationary and unmolested. The issue arises when the two-way, multiplex communication between the two must also bear a PID feedback loop so that Goro remains in proximity to Seija, that, as well as wasteful operations in the target analysis step and error prone wholesale communication of target information limit both the capability and speed at which attacks can be performed.”
“And what does that mean in plain speak you emotionless vixen?” I asked.
“It means keeping me floating besides you is slowing us down, I’m redoing work finding new targets, and feeding you target data as one complete set can fail, so I have to send It-agh, again.” He says, leaning against me.
I’d never admit it but having him act all pathetic and worn out like this after our little sparing session was my favorite thing. Bet this scholarly fox woman didn’t have anyone like this in her life.
“I’d recommend you find better ways to encode target information so it can be re-used and granularize firing instructions so you can send partial solutions.” The fox said.
I narrowed my eyes.
She sighed. “If Goro’s able to re-use old targeting data you’ll be able to swap faster the longer a battle continues and if you, Seija can remember old solutions Goro need only send a minuscule amount of information to modify them.”
“You’ll have to pull your weight to Seija! No slouching!” Yukari said in a sing-song voice.
“Aren’t you supposed to tell us about the HSE? Why don’t we skip the whole technical lectures and get to the useful stuff?” I ask.
Yukari disappears, then from behind, two white gloved hands embrace mine and Goro’s neck.
“Because dear child, I need to properly groom your minds first! If you two are going to be my little guard dogs, I can’t have you lying catatonic in your own drool! Isn’t that right Goro-kun?” She said.
“Yeah.” Goro uttered. “Wouldn’t do for us to not fulfill our end of the bargain. However, Yukari-sensei…” He trailed off, whispering something into her ear.
“Oh my, how greedy.” She smirked, before once again teleporting to appear in front of us.
“That’ll have to be it for our little session today, but don’t feel too lonely, I’ve found a fun playmate for the both of you!” Yukari said with a small wave of her hand.
In front of her an opaque gap opened. For the briefest moment, I saw Ran’s face change expressions. Was it longing? Pity!? Did she think we were just gonna be a lapdog like her? No, something told me it was envy. I smiled, letting myself feel a little better for making her feel worse. That was, until the gap covered her as well and popped out of existence, revealing a small blonde child in a short red dress.
“Ah! Are you two my new playmates!” She said, skipping over to us.
The pale girl shone like a ghost in the star light and those red eyes of her’s glimmered like rubies. I thought in that instant to run, but Goro gave my hand a soft squeeze and I stayed. He had some kind of plan.

>>45173887
that'd just make Kasen feel even worse, wouldn't it? To know her eggs are being used nonconsensually to create such horror against nature, and that Eirin seems to be enjoying it as seems in the Flan chapter, and not being able to do anything about it because it'll only take one swing of the hips or hungry eyes to bring out the Sex Oni to the forefront -- even then, the sheer amount of blackmail material Yukari has against Kasen can kill on and in itself
she's completely at Yukari's mercy
poor Kasen....

>>45174161
(2/3)
“Oh, are you injured mister?” She asked as she neared us.
“No, no just winded little one.” He replied.
“Hey no fair! Yukari said I’d get me some fun new playmates! But you look like you’ve already had all the fun!” She stomped her feet.
I would haunt and jeer at the best of them, but even I knew that the Scarlet Brat wasn’t to be trifled with. Ah hell, maybe a little, had to buy time for Goro to recover after all!
“Ey brat.” I told her, setting Goro down and picking up two rocks “What’s your name?”
“Flan.” She said, look disapprovingly at me.
“Well Flan, I bet I can toss this rock farther then you can toss this one!” I tell her, flinging a stone at her.
“No way! You look way too weak!” She said. “Here, watch!”
With an impressive wind up the girl spun like a tornado and sent the rock hurtling through the air, far off into the horizon. I’m pretty sure if I was listening hard enough, I could hear it smash into tiny bits on the Harkurei barrier.
“See!” The little brat said with a confident smirk.
“That’s pretty good squirt!” I say winking to Goro. “But I can do you one better!” I say, gingerly tossing the stone into the air, which proceeds to meekly fall almost to the ground.
“Hey! You didn’t even try! Are you making fun of me!” She pouted, clenching her fists. “If your not gonna play seriously I’ll just smash you and go-“She shouted, but stopped.
The stone rose into the air, slowly at first, and began to pick up speed. Flipping gravity sure was useful after all.
As the stone became a tiny speck in the night sky I smirked back at the Scarlet Tyke “Looks like I win!”
“Ah! No fair, no fair! You didn’t tell me I could use my ability!” She cried.
Reaching a hand into the night she closed it into a fist, and I heard a faint pop well above us.
“How about that? My stone certainly flew farther then that!” She declared smugly.
“Flan-chan, that was very clever!” Goro declared, walking over to her.
“Eh wah?” Flan blurted out, surprised by the sudden praise.
“We didn’t even think about using our ability on your throw! You sure got one on us.” He said, patting her head.
“Uh, yeah! I’m not just strong after all! I’m pretty smart to!” Flan proudly declared.
“Hm? Then how about a game of wits then?” Goro said, pulling three cups from his sack and a piece of candy.
Grabbing a flat stone, Goro set all three teacups upside down and slid the candy under it. Oh, this was going to be fun.
“The game is simple, I’ll put this this candy under one of these cups and slide them around, then, you guess which cup it’s under. If you guess right, you get the candy if you guess wrong, we win. It’s a little dark out, so I’ll go easy on you, okay?” He explained.
“Don’t worry about that! Flan is used to seeing in the dark after all! I don’t even need my ability for this!” She asked.
Goro lifted a teacup and placed the candy under it. Then he began sliding the cups around and swapping their positions rapidly. Goro’s ability wasn’t bad, but I could see Flan’s eyes were locked on the cup with the candy, which would be great if this was such a game of skill.
“There. Take your guess.” Goro presented.
“That one!” Flan said, placing her finger on the right cup.
Goro lifted the right cup to revel nothing then the center cup to reveal a singular candy.
“Hey! You used an ability didn’t you! I didn’t take my eye off that cup for a second!” Flan said, gnashing her teeth and clenching her hand.
In that moment, the cup in Goro’s hand popped out of existence, utterly destroyed. He remained mostly unfazed.
“You followed the cup very well Flan-chan! But take a look.” Goro said.
Placing the two remaining cups in front of him, Goro slid the candy under one and swapped them much as he had before, but slower. As he did the last swap, he flicked the cup, sending the candy into the cup next to it.
“See? This isn’t just a boring game of watching cups you know, that would be too boring for someone smart like you Flan-chan! Let’s keep going.” He said, pulling out another cup. “Best two out of three.”
“Alright.” Flan said.
Again, Goro did his cup swapping and Flan watched, this time her eyes darted all over the place following every single movement he made and this time Goro really showboated it. Flinging the cups instead of sliding them, turning them upside down, juggling the candy between them in the open, until finally all three cups where once again face-down and presented.
“That one!” Flan said after some hesitation.
Slowly Goro began to peel back a cup she hadn’t chosen. Empty. Then he slowly tilted the chosen cup back, watching the eyes of the vampire child in front of him to reveal the glistening prize.
“Yes!” She said, snatching the candy and plopping it into her mouth.
“Alright, lets up the stakes for the last round.” Goro said, putting two candies under the cup.

>>45174165
(3/3)
Again, in a flurry the cups moved, and the vampire watched, until all three were placed before her.
“That one.” She said, pointing to the center cup.
Revealing it, Goro showed two candies. For a moment, the vampire smiled sure in her victory, before Goro lifted the left and right cups to reveal two small mounds of treats. The vampire’s face sullied.
“Congrats Flan-chan!” he said.
Meekly, the vampire grabbed the two candies and pocketed them, and enviously eyed the two piles. Dark, red energy began to pour out of her being.
“Best two out of three.” She said, rising into the air.
Oh no.
“You both got to pick a game, so now it’s my turn! Winner gets all the candies! It’s time for Danmaku!”
Goro and I readied ourselves once again.


“Hehehe.” The Vampire snickered holding her small sack of treats. “Thanks for the candies mister Goro, I haven’t tasted anything like these before!”

“Your welcome.” Goro groaned.
Both him and I were laid back in the grass, battered and beaten, staring up at the stars with the vampiric brat in between us, munching on candies. I guess I should be thankful we’re not dead.
“Hey, I wanted to ask something. Is Yukari evil?” The vampire said.
“Oh yea, She’s super bad news. Haunty and a spoilsport you know?” I cough. “She’s probably up to some sick act as we speak toying with some people like it’s her job.”
“Is being evil bad though?” She asked.
Ugh, I hated explaining things to kids. They always asked stupid questions expecting adults to give consistent answers. I guess star gazing while punch drunk was the right mood for philosophical discussion though.
“’Evil’ is just a word people use for things a lot of people dislike. It doesn’t really mean anything, just superficial nonsense that holds everyone back. Try holding on to one definition of it for a hundred years and it’ll change before you can blink.” I told her.
“But everyone seems to hate Yukari as long as Flan can remember. I don’t understand why, she’s always nice to me after all.”
“She toys with people you know. Like the opposite of playing where she’s the only one who gets to have fun, although she is consistent, I’ll give her that.” I added.
“So, it would be better if she wasn’t around? Would everyone be able to have more fun playing?” Flan asked.
“Ehh, if she wasn’t around there’s a couple people like her who’ll just take up the throne.” I told her, scratching my head.
“Sometimes…” Flan began, clutching her knees “…I just want to make all the troublesome people disappear.”
“Flan…” Goro began.
Oh great, time for some proper children’s education on why murder won’t solve all your problems.
“I feel the same way.” He spoke.
Flan and I both looked at him in surprise.
“If I had your ability, I probably would take care of all the bad people.” He said, turning over in the grass.
“After all, I’ve spent a lot of time talking with people and learning who they are. No good villains who take the fun out of everything even for themselves. They can only ever ruin things. If I told you who those people were, would you get rid of them for me? So, everyone else can have more fun?” He asked.
“I, I don’t know.” Flan replied.
Goro sighed. “That’s right, because everyone’s another toy in the chest and there’s no way less toys would be more fun.”
For awhile we all sat there, taking in the night air, thinking about toys and genocide all the while.
“Well Flan’s had her fun. Time for bed” She said, yawning.
“Goodnight mister Goro.” She said pecking him on the cheek. “Goodnight, Missus Goro” and a peck for me as well.
Wait a second.
“Make sure you bring more candy next time!” She commanded, flying off.
“Well, I guess we survived.” Goro shrugged. “That ‘play session’ felt like a hazing ritual.”
“It’s just that Hag’s way of threatening us with the big guns, but as expected, she can’t really rely on anyone but herself to do the browbeating. You don’t trust her do you?” I asked.
Goro wheezed “Trust Yukari? Ha! No, she’s probably already thought of a way to screw us. I like Flan a lot more even if playing with her is like walking a tightrope, such a cute kid.”
He looked a little wistful and I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that he’d be asking for something after this whole mess was over. Which reminded me…
“Hey what did you whisper to that wretched woman?” I said, sitting next to him all lady-like.
He leaned his head on my shoulder. “That I wanted to monopolize your skinship.”

Alright, cute bit over, now brace for super suffering.

>>45154369 (22/?)

Another successful trip to the village under the oversight of foreman Shanghai! Alice is going to be so pleased. After all, it was pretty much an entirely self-directed operation. All it took was Alice complaining about how much Marisa was drinking and pondering aloud about how great it’d be if someone went out on a supply run for Shanghai to come up with the idea.

It was a lucky break too. Shanghai wasn’t given any money by Alice recently, so she had to make do with what she had. If a human owned that stall's things they’d never accept a bottle cap as payment, but thankfully fairies understand the nuances of little people currency.

In the safety of the mighty triangle (the strongest shape), Shanghai leads her cohort back to base camp. While she could fly all the way back to Alice’s house, the stuff they were carrying was heavy. As such, it is her duty as a responsible overseer to allow her team to take a break before finishing the journey. It would be awful if they had to miss teatime.

Drawing close Shanghai suddenly tensed. Rather than the sounds of hard-working dolls, she heard the clamor of battle and a young girl laughing!

Rushing forward, Shanghai comes to a grizzly sight. One of the big pillars to hold up the top sorta-pillar was knocked over and hurt dolls littered the grounds. The culprit was obvious given the giant black ball floating in the middle of the clearing.

Rumia sneers from inside her ball of night, “Really? That’s it? I suppose this is what I get from expecting anything out of a bunch of stringless puppets. That’ll show you for putting up uh… whatever the stupid thing is you put up in my way!”

Stupid? STUPID?! This unproductive stupid butt-faced bully dares call Shanghai’s girls’ work stupid? The work Alice herself asked Shanghai to oversee? The work that might be to make Mr. Anon a new home so he can leave his old shell? That’s it, Shanghai is going to teach Rumia a lesson she won’t soon forget.

Flying out and drawing her blade, Shanghai rises to challenge Rumia. For some reason, Rumia doesn’t seem to notice, “Why’d you even put it up there? Don’t you know the visually impaired fly around these forests? It’s rude and inconsiderate.”

Shanghai is torn. On one hand, Rumia is stupid and smells like a stinky unwashed sock. On the other, she raises a good point. While Rumia is a stupid dumb idiot baby who chooses to fly around blind, Shanghai should have had some way to warn people who couldn’t see the construction. Still, she can think about that later, far more pressing is the question of why Rumia isn’t acknowled… acknowledging… Rumia can’t see anything and Shanghai didn't make any noise…

Quickly rectifying this, Shanghai sends Rumia a universal message in the form of a Danmaku bullet to the face.

The shot is well aimed and Rumia is soon cut off by a yelp of pain. That pain soon turns to anger as she shouts, “Oh you little shit! Which one of you did that? You’re gonna regret that! [Darkness Sign: Demarcation]!”

Suddenly intersecting rings of Danmaku emerge from the sphere towards Shanghai. Thinking quickly the doll begins to return fire and moves to slip through the cracks. A fact that is exceptionally easy since the gaps seem to have been made with a human in mind, so it’s trivial for a doll.

Pow! Pow! Pow! Shanghai uses every free second she has to aim shots to hit Rumia’s stupid… uhh dumb face. Admittedly aiming is kinda of pointless given Rumia’s method of dodging consists of flying around randomly because she can’t see, but it’s nevertheless quite fulfilling to hear Rumia cry out every time she gets a taste of Shanghai’s doll power.

Frustration in her voice Rumia calls out, “I’ll give it to ya, you’re tough for a doll. But ‘tough for a doll’ doesn’t cut it when fighting a real youkai!”

Suddenly the pattern is interrupted as a wave of Danmaku emerges and homes in on Shanghai, so she dodges to the left. Another wave follows suit, so she dodges to the right, and so on.

It’s honestly pathetic and that’s not even mentioning the fact that the spell card ends soon. Rumia is even out of breath because of that 'attack'! If only Shanghai had her own spell card, alas she has to make do with throwing out as much magic as she can.

Calling forth a wave of Danmaku, Shanghai sends it straight towards the center of the orb of darkness and is rewarded by a loud, “Ouch!” and the orb falling to the ground.

Soon after the orb flickers out and Rumia gets up with a snarl, “Alright fuck this. Dolls aren’t protected by Spell Card Rules, I’m gonna rip out your stuffing, and then I’m gonna rip out every single one of your friend’s stuffing.”

R-Rip out? Shanghai needs to get out of here, she can’t win. But… if she runs then all of her subordinates would be in danger. No, she needs to fight here and now! For all of doll kind!

Shanghai stares the behemoth down without fear as she draws her razor sword. If it is a fight Rumia wants, it’s a fight she’s going to get!

>>45174107
Every time I see this image of Doremy I just want to swaddle her and tell her I'll try harder to stop having night terrors that cause me to scream out loud in my sleep.
She's such a good person, entirely my type, and I just can't imagine how much of a bad time she's having with this whole mess.

>>45174161
>>45174165
>>45174174
You can't keep hiding from us the therapy bill, Yamashiroanon! One play session with Flan is like 10 therapy weeks alone.
>“It’s just that Hag’s way of threatening us with the big guns, but as expected, she can’t really rely on anyone but herself to do the browbeating."
heh, it seems no one is immune to their own preconception. Like Yukari thought Goro was distracted with her body, they think she left Flan with them to showoff a threat, where is much likely Yukari just threw the hot potato to them and is frantically restoring everything Flan broke in the HSE, including barriers. Hope the SDM is at least paying for property damage...
thanks for the fluff!

>>45174313
I've been dying to write some doremy but I'm already juggling too many things at once
I wish the days were 30 hours long. I'd get so much more done.

>>45174337
same...
Sometimes I get so torn on who to write I end up not writing at all too. It's the worst feeling

>>45174334
>You can't keep hiding from us the therapy bill, Yamashiroanon!
Funny you should say that, my idea is to nudge the Yukari-aligned forces into a big, dysfunctional family because I think it's funny, and we all know how much great family is at the HSE!

>>45174435
>Yukari, the evil mother
>Kasen, the traumatized other mother
>Seija, the retarded evil child
>Flan, the cool not-evil child, golden prodigy everyone loves when not fearing for their asses with a knack to blow up meteors
>Goro, the traumatized evil child's husband, probably will regret it immensely when Seija flips his erectile disruption 30 years down the line
>Yachie, coolest older sister, leads the job mafia too, why not!
where sitcom??????

>>45174435
I'm no diagramanon but from what I can tell:
>Aunt Yukari at the top, owns the house
>Mama Yamashiro takes care of housework
>Big sis Ran has to babysit everyone, little sis Chen helps
>Neglected middle son Goro is going through a rebellious phase and brought home some punk girl
>Momiji wants to leave and join the military (tengu)
>Cool Aunt Kasen visits sometimes and has a strained relationship with Aunt Yukari
>Toutetsu is a family friend that dotes on Ran
>Yachie is some weird business partner of Aunt Yukari
>Anon isn't allowed to leave the basement
>Flan is spoiled little sis
>Reimu is Anon's old flame after a messy relationship, doesn't come around much and had a bad relationship with everyone
>Yukari insists on Hana calling her 'mom' and invites her over often, doesn't want to because Aunt Yukari plays weird games
>Aya kidnaps Anon and gets a hit put on her, found face down in a pool on her property built 3 days before the discovery
Seems pretty normal all in all.

>>45174529
>>45174581
this woman has an IMMENSE family
this woman has a BOOMING business she rose from the ground up
this woman is WINNING on a daily basis

can't believe I'll be listening to sitcom OST for the next 40 minutes just for a small edit. I fucking hate being autistic.

>>45174667
TOO MANY COOKS!

>SO NO ONE TOLD ME
>LIFE WOULD BE THIS WAY
>enep01.wav

>>45174435
>>45174667
>>45174717
These posts were 39 minutes and 7 seconds apart.
You were not autistic enough.

>>45174756
anon im gonna fucking kill you

>>45174285
Nice, I was hoping shanghai's story would continue

>>45151462
“It’s not about the taste, it’s about your reputation! You served some of the most violent people in Gensokyo! If they ever found out you broke pasta — not just for Hana, for them — your credibility would be shot!” Aya’s attempts to protect the human from the social consequences of his actions fell on deaf ears.

“Eh, you’re overreacting. You said you wanted to know how Hana liked her food, right? Back when she was six, she used to play outside near the shrine. She was a little bundle of energy and always eager to explore.” As he mixed together a bechamel, Aya noticed him add extra cheese to mask the taste of vegetables. Fit for a child’s palette. “One spring while Reimu and I were with her, Hana stepped in a pile of leaves a snake was hiding under. The snake reared up and hissed at her, but before it could lunge, Reimu had already blasted it apart. It was a mess. Hana started crying for a few days afterwards. For months, she absolutely hated long noodles or anything red.”

It was a cute story and had a good morals humans and youkai could appreciate: Be careful of your surroundings and always be prepared to kill for your children. “Hana must’ve been afraid of snakes ever since, huh?”

“Actually, she got over it pretty quickly. The next week, she insisted on bringing one of Reimu’s gohei outside to hunt the 'stringy youkai’. Hana refused to eat any noodles longer than her hand because they were all the ‘youkai’s evil friends’.” His chest swelled with paternal pride. “She’s tough and a little strong-willed. I just wonder how she’s dealing with things, if Marisa and Aunn are looking after her…” He stopped stirring the pot, his expression darkening, certainly concerned about his daughter’s well-being.

The tengu squeezed Anon’s shoulder. “She’s every bit as smart as her father. I’m sure she knows how to handle herself. Even with Marisa to take care of, Aunn’s responsible enough to make sure Hana doesn’t end up in trouble.” Hiding her thoughts with a smile, Aya considered Hana’s companions. Marisa and Aunn weren’t only close to Anon, they were close to Okina. Even if Marisa held her independence, that pervert goddess might try to involve his daughter in her schemes through Aunn. Reimu was younger than her when she started solving incidents, but she wasn’t a schemer nor were incidents this… perverse. Something this traumatic and personal might just infect Hana the same way it did her mother.

When Anon turned back to Aya, he realized his mask was slipping and cheerfully re-directed to their meals. “Ah. We should probably eat now. I might have gotten a bit carried away with this.” Even after taking seconds, both the tengu and human’s dishes were barely dented. Monopolizing on the situation, Aya insisted on exchanging leftovers. Battles neither begin nor end at the battlefield, and the same hold true for a man’s stomach. “Of course I don’t mind taking it home, since you don’t mind keeping my food either. It didn’t taste terribly inedible, did it?” With subtle suggestions, the reporter successfully finished her transaction, winning Anon’s stomach and soon, heart.

As time passed, Aya continued to bother her companion with questions about Hana before transitioning to questions about children in general. More than learning about Anon’s experiences, it was preparation for her own future. All the resources she needed: Toys, blankets, clothes, high chairs — another bribe from Yukari wouldn’t hurt. But by then, the HSE should be destroyed and she’ll have published her seminal work chronicling the Sage’s transgressions. By then, her children will be far safer than ever...

Bellies full and bodies washed, the time came for Anon and Aya to enter the bedroom once more. He kept silent as always. The candles were dimmer, suited for rest and relaxation instead of wild procreation. Breaking routine once more, he entered the bed first before holding the covers open for Aya. “Come on in.” His smile was unbroken, but his voice wavered.

Aya could join him in bed. They’d cuddle, fall asleep together, maybe kiss again. Then the tengu would fly back home and come back the next night to repeat the process again, edging a little closer to Anon but fearing the slightest bit of sexual contact. For three more nights she could live in a quiet dream of sleeping with the man she loved. All she had to was say ‘yes’.

“Do you really want this?” She stood still, looking straight into the bottomless pits he called pupils.

He hesitated. “Of course, dear.”

Walking around the bed, Aya sat down on the covers next to Anon. “You had a really good chance here. I want to believe you, really. I don’t even need to think it’s true: I just want to believe your words. But I know a lie when I hear one. You, Anon, are a very kind, gentle, loving man. You’re just a terrible liar.”

(Part 43)

never EVER listen to the voices in your head. Worst mistake of my life.
https://files.catbox.moe/4rk6xk.webm

>>45175253
and yes, the joke is that Yachie was forgotten. I'm sorry little one...

>>45175275
>>45175253
STOP BULLYING CHIE-CHAN
STOP IT THIS INSTANT

>>45175246
Silly birb ranting over pasta and forcing intimacy with Anon, she'll never capture his heart at this rate!

>>45175280
Even Goro is more relevant and threatening than Yachie!
Jobbed to the duplicating dog!
Relegated to background character in the human trafficking fanfic!
Only friend is a weird blonde hag sinning against nature!

>>45175301
THINGS WILL GET BETTER eventually !! Trust the plan, Yachiebros
SHE WILL SHINE!

>>45175301
>Jobbed to the duplicating dog!
I can already imagine the finale, Yachie and Biten comes in all their glory after the tdragon sets all her pieces in place.
As the fighting starts Yachie starts bullying Hana, this will prove to be a mistake as she gets tapped on the shoulder. It's both Aunns, they combine forming Aunn de divina. The rounded up and ultra muscled dog snaps off her horns and her and Totetsu play catch the lizard

>>45175246
>Aya’s attempts to protect the human from the social consequences of his actions fell on deaf ears.
I enjoy this little rant, reading that ending where Anon broke the spaghetti enraged and disgusted me, I'm not even Italian.

>>45175253
I was losing my shit for a moment seeing Akechi pop up and was about to ask what he was doing there but then I read >>45175301 and got the joke. Well played.

>>45175253
>consent for onis
impossible

>>45175246
seriously hoping Aya doesn't job here, it'd be fucking tragic; she has everything here to do something meaningful…
at least not job completely. Some light jobbing is always endearing, of course

>>45174285 (23/?)

As Rumia walks ominously towards Shanghai a voice cuts across the clearing, “That’s enough of that. Rumia, clear out before I rip out your stuffing.”

Huh? Looking over in surprise it’s none other than Big Sis Melancholy! Rumia glares at her, “This is none of your business Melancholy, let me finish this.”

Big Sis shoots back, “A youkai bullying dolls is entirely my business. You’re lucky that I have better things to do than kick your teeth in, so don’t waste the opportunity and scram.”

Looking between Melancholy and Shanghai, Rumia shakes her head and flies off, “This isn’t over.”

Big Sis is not impressed at all, “You always say that.”

Rumia’s response is pathetic, “Because it’s never over!”

Sighing, big sis looks over the carnage of her fellow dolls, “What a mess. Still, no one is beyond repair, right?”

Looking the dolls over once more with a critical eye, Shanghai is relieved to see only superficial injuries. Already the nurse dolls are beginning to emerge from their medical tents and carry dolls back on stretchers. The dolls creeping back from the woods join in too, which is good because otherwise they’d get quite the talking to for cowardice.

As Shanghai ponders where she needs to insert herself into the process, her team comes over carrying the lemonade. Thankfully none of it was spilled, failing the very first self-assigned doll mission would be bad.

Big Sis looks over at the supplies in amusement, “Oh? You got refreshments for the other dolls? I approve of the sentiment but…”

Shanghai shakes her head at that before pantomiming a large witch’s hat on her head and flying around on the base of her sword.

Drawing closer and looking over the containers, Big Sis guesses, “It’s for… Marisa? Huh, I wouldn- uhhh, where did you get this?”

Tilting her head, Shanghai points towards the village.

Big Sis looks quite concerned as she asks, “And the person selling this was selling it as lemonade or something?”

Again, Shanghai nods.

Frowning, Big Sis takes a sip of the liquid and swishes it around in her mouth for a bit, “Polychlorinated biphenyl…”

Taking another sip she adds, “Tastes coplanar. Someone was selling this as a refreshment to people in the village?”

Shanghai gives a confused nod. She doesn’t quite know what a polycholor- wait! Poly means multiple! So it's uhh… multiple of something. Still, the way Big Sis is talking makes it sound bad.

Seeing her confusion, Big Sis explains, “Essentially, they were selling bad stuff as a drink that’d really hurt people if they bought it. How did they even get their hands on this stuff?”

They were selling bad stuff? Bad stuff that hurt people? They were selling bad stuff that hurt people as good stuff that helps people! How dare they! At the very least they should have had a sign that said ‘This is bad stuff that you shouldn’t drink!’, but instead they just pretended like it was lemonade! If that's okay what’s next? Rumia could sell her pee (which she would do because she’s a stupid ugly bedwetter) as lemonade and everyone would die!

She needs to do something! This is urgent! But… she also has a responsibility to watch over her dolls. At this point, all she needs to do is wait for Alice to get here and then she can bring that dishonest ‘lemonade’ fairy to justice. To that end, she sends two dolls (because the friend system is important!) to get Alice and heads down to the medical tents.

Entering the first tent, Shanghai is met with a tragic sight. One of the doll team bosses is facing a doctor doll while gesturing to one of her workers with a scratched arm. Tapping her empty little clipboard, the doctor doll shakes her head. This prompts the boss to fall to her knees and shake her fists at the sky as the doctor pats her on the back. Meanwhile, the injured doll watches the whole thing from bed. Going off the vitals monitor she doesn’t seem too bad, but that might be because the vitals bit is just painted on.

Heading through the rest of the tents, it’s a similar sight. None of the dolls are too injured, heck they even got teatime in bed. Now that was a heart-warming sight seeing each one bring the little cup to their face before a nurse doll refills it. Still, it could use some work. Some dolls were holding the cups way longer or shorter than a person drinking tea would and the same thing could be said about the nurses with the kettles.

Soon the nefarious Dr. Lemontene and her nefarious sidekick uhh Rikocko shall be brought to justice by our hero, Shanghai!

>>45179176
such precious dolls, always a refreshment some Shanghai after the incestuous 2/3 egg, 1/3 sperm
omni eugenics plot and ultra-macaroni-jobbing
thanks, Shanghai!

>>45130317 (4/-)
—
Tears stream down, and through empathy, Suzu's eyes demand an explanation; "I'm not pregnant," I emphasize again, a pathetic attempt at gathering myself punctuated by a loud sniff. "I-I… A student—" I didn't say 'your daughter'. "—asked me if I was pregnant, then others heard it, thinking it was true—it escalated so quickly, I-I couldn't do anything—then Mokou came, and she was so happy… I tried again and again to tell her the truth, but something would always get in the way—yet I had a chance this morning! A chance to clean this—and I ignored it! I gave in to the lie! Because my best friend is so happy about this lie… this lie she'll never feel, not with her immortal body… She wants to see it, to feel it through me—b-but it's still a lie, and in two, three weeks it'll become apparent—I don't know what to do, I don't, I'm afraid, a-and—"

Arms around me. My tears are big and unstoppable; my head spins; I'm hyperventilating; my voice rising; my nails sinking into my scalp; trying to distract the insurmountable pressure on my shoulders with anything, even pain. But Suzu's arms quickly cut off the destructive behavior, stagnated air finally found its way to my lungs in the silence… Calmness befalls me.

I was having a panic attack, wasn't I? "Yes." She answers softly. I hadn't noticed I said that out loud. So pathetic. A panic attack on a school's bathroom… I giggle, feeling dissociative. "Keine… I understand not wanting to let down a friend." Her hand runs through my hair. It offers some comfort. "But lies are meant to be uncovered—you still have time to decide how yours are going to be discovered: let time pass, the truth will come out slowly and painfully; or walk to your best friend and come clean—if she's really your best friend, she'll understand."

… All undeniable truth. One of those two things will happen. I can't eat this history; it has already reached people my powers are unable to affect—the worst offender, Mokou herself—though, create this history, my pregnancy? Do I want my children—it must be twins—to be a result of guilt and fear? Would they come out normally? I've never created humans before… I close my eyes in the silence, hating myself for trying to concoct excuses and shortcuts that'd only lead to even more pain born out of an innocent question.

Suzu's warm embrace is like a life jacket.

"It'll hurt her so much…"

"The alternative will hurt even more."

I nod slowly, heart sinking, remembering Mokou's ear on my belly, smile so warm and welcoming, believing she's hearing the symphony of forming life… Knowing she desires that so much but is limited by a choice made a millennium ago hurts…

… And it’s here, in Suzu's arms, kneeling on the bathroom floor, that the third option pops into my mind, "I could… get pregnant normally." Suzu sighed, moving away from the hug with frowning brows and disappointed eyes. "I've never seen Mokou this happy before—to think I can give her happiness that may last even after my skeleton turns to dust… We could go through it—the good, the bad, the terrible—together."

Suzu cuts in, "But it's not only her happiness that matters, Keine. Children are responsibilities; you know that" 'You're a teacher' was left in the air. “They won't go away if it gets unbearable, and every day will be their day, not yours—for years! There's happiness, there's joy, but it will take a monumental effort to get there—”

"Mokou won't miss a day of their lives," I answer, tiredness and numbness giving way to a rising determination that, though laced with unfathomable fear, was also backed by the almost necessity of making a friend happy. "We'll take care of them and… I think I can be happy if it makes her happy too—"

"Keine… Will they have a present father?"

"… Huh?"

"A present father. I'll understand if you and Mokou have love between you and decide to raise the children together; but if not, will your children have a father figure?" My silence is enough of an answer, and Suzu sighs again. "You have a week at maximum to get pregnant, so the lie won't crumble. That's not enough to build a significant relationship—would you bring a man you don't know into your household? Have children with him?" The silence goes on, Suzu's eyes warming, but with clear pain there. "If you are going to get pregnant, I can't stop you—but think: your children won't have a father figure; Mokou has her things to attend to, as do you. You'd have to juggle your time between them and your work… That may change in the future; you may find someone—but if you do not, know that your children will notice. They'll notice something is missing in their household—that their mother doesn't give them enough attention—and they won't be happy with that… And the only person they'll have to blame is you."

Her arms release me, but I stay on the ground. Suzu looks at me with pity as she turns to leave the bathroom.

“Think well about your choices, Keine—children don’t go away when it gets unbearable.”

>>45180352
this is actually the fifth entry. Didn't notice I quoted the third entry. Oops.

>>45180352
I can't believe Keine actually got gaslight into becoming pregnant!
I'm sure nothing bad will happen

>>45175253
giwtwm

>>45180458
and it took less than 48 hours. Keine is too weak-minded…

>>45180352
>"I could… get pregnant normally."
>"Keine… Will they have a present father?"
More blood must be shed. The people must know that Youkai relationship have consequences!

>>45180609
I bet the Lunarians are just constantly watching how everything unfolds, treating the events as the world's most hilarious soap opera.

>>45180913
>they're watching this as a soap opera
>meaning it's bound to have people extremely invested in it and start to draw fan art, make fan games (dating sims? Fighting games?) and, of course, fanfics
>meaning there's moonie shipping wars about the HSE
I can't.........

>>45180913
Its extremely popular amongst the rabbits, and openly disdained but secretly watched by the real moonies.

>>45181006
I wonder if Tewianon is secretly a lunarian rabbit self inserting as Tewi and fervently proclaiming why she'd be the best choice...

>>45181006
imagine doremy running into sagume and sagume telling her all about the HSE and the absolute mess going on there only for doremy to give her this face

>>45181078
W-what are you talking about?! thats stupid, impossible! There's no way a proud lunarian nor even a lowly rabbit would masquerade on some Earth farming forum about why the only Lunarians in the setting would be the best end for some lowly human!

>>45181011
>openly disdained but secretly watched by the real moonies
They're definitely funding the whole place. Incense ain't cheap, y'know?
There's probably massive betting pools on which atrocity Yukari will perform next, too. "Magician genocide" is kind of a longshot, but the potential payout is great.

>>45181006
Its already canon that the tengu draw and print doujins about Anon for sale. Which means they sell enough to make profit, which means that the Kappa are definitely getting on this and developing software to sell. The underworld is definitely getting flooded with AnonVR sims.
Anon's afterlife will be very awkward no matter where he goes.

so, are you guys betting on who
>Rancoin is fucking saturated
>Ayacoin is jobbing hard
>Meilingcoin had a boom with that last episode, but I bet it won't go anywhere
>Yukaricoin is rising and disputing with the Hanacoin
>Reimucoin is riding the catharsis wave with her redemption completed, there been whispers Anon will forgive her by the season finale and they'll get together all that shit
>Tewicoin ia popular, somehow
But I'm personally betting on the:
>Remicoin. I have a hunch it'll pay back handsomely. Just you wait and see

>>45181191
Fairy coin, the three Fairies of light will run a train on him and unlock their hidden abilities, granting them the strength to keep Anon.
At the very least Yukari belives Luna to have hidden depths to her powers so it's not entirely for the other two to have them as well.

>>45181234
dammnit anon don't keep tempting me to do that three fairies of light short I kept putting off

>>45180352
I'm proud of Kosuzu for pointing out that single motherhood is terrible thing for your child.

>>45181113
damn, can't argue facts like these

>>45181245
don't open it.

>>45181245
As long as they die due to the dicking anon gives them it's all cool. It's not like they won't be back the next day anyways.

>>45173471

It hurt to see her father in such pain and the old guilt that’s been plaguing her every time she thought back to that day resurfaced. Anon was already dressed rather lightly in loungewear, a small silken robe like the one he wore she first visited him. This one was a good bit more covering, yet the thin material was clearly designed to entice. There was little enticing about this situation however, Hana ripped her eyes from her father as he undid his robe unable to bear the horror in his eyes.

She turned to Yukari, anger filled her eyes at this humiliation as she shouted out, “W-what are you trying to do here?! This isn’t… this isn’t right!” That sickening smile that promised that she’d get her way no matter who would be trampled creeped up into her face, yet it wasn’t Yukari that spoke.

Her father’s voice was stern, like it was when he was disciplining her, yet she could hear a deep desperation in it, “Don’t make this worse then it has to be! you… I have no choice in this…”

With the sound of a robe dropping, she turned her head like a guilty child; she felt small and powerless. She also felt disgust, a deep revulsion as could do nothing but squirm against the restraints. The revulsion wasn’t towards her father, nor even towards that demon Yukari; it was towards herself.

There wasn’t that tell tale sweet smell in the air, nor was that garment altering her mind, neither was she seduced and tempted into losing her better judgement. Even then, her eyes naturally drifted across his body as she gulped down another shout of resistance, she didn’t want to be killed again. That’s what she told herself at least, as her eyes darted between her father who approached from the right, and Yukari who sat daintily on the right side of the raised futon she could feel a heat growing deep inside her.

Her father got on the futon properly, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from his solid body nor… that. Despite its flaccidity she well remembered what it was capable of, her guilt stained memories and disgust were cut off as she felt a hand in hers. Yukari was leaning over, a sadistic amusement was the only thing visible in them.

Yukari spoke as a small gap formed at her hand and the lights shut off, only to allow candles she didn’t see appear light the room with their soft glow, “Hana-chan isn’t this what you wanted? Tonight your father will take you like you have so desired. My with any luck you might even be able to bear his child~”

Yukari stroked her hair and pulled the ribbon she had wrapping her hair like a ponytail loose; Hana shook her head trying to get away from her hand. Yukari cooed as she stroked her cheek deftly avoiding Hana trying to bite at her fingers and through gritted tears Hana remarked, “I didn’t want this at all! Especially not with you here, not doing this!”

Yukari slapped her with a clear and sharp smack resounding through the room, she metered her power well and it was just enough to sting without doing any real damage. Hana could see her father kneeling to her side tense up as he quickly scooped Hana into her arms, but they both knew he could do nothing.

Turning to her father whose face showed nothing but pain as his eyes dug themselves an even deeper pit in which to hide from his reality Yukari spoke with the same teasing tone, “Hana-chan does deny it heavily, but did you know how she calls your name when she is alone? Ah, it truly is a sight to see her piston her fingers insid-“

Anon’s voice was quick to speak, cutting her off and trying to avoid the next words she spoke, “Yukari please, that’s enough!” He was trembling, his whole body was trembling as he held her against his chest, “I get it… please, don’t…”

Hana glared at Yukari, but the powerful youkai didn’t seem phased in the slightest, “Yes yes, it seems even Hana-chan is quite cross at me for revealing her secrets. It is fine however, she will be telling you herself soon enough.”

Scowling he placed Hana down on the bed sheet, as if stalling for time he adjusted her arms and legs, making sure her hair wouldn’t get in the way. Hana could feel her own eyes tearing up, it was like back then in that shared bath. They both knew that something was lost and never to be regained, worse yet was that this time she couldn’t even hug him back.

Leaning down he kissed her forehead and whispered, “It’ll be quick, and… and I won’t let it hurt. Yukari will keep her word and never harm you again…”

>>45182186

Hana nodded and blinked a tear off the corner of her eyes, she could almost believe the lies her father gritted out through clenched teeth and a fake smile.

Wearing a frilly lingerie, the same color as the purple of her eyes, that appeared after a short-lived gap engulfed her. Yukari was as eye catching as Hana remembered. No, she was even more enchanting now that her stockings ended in garter belts that accentuated her femininity. Hana felt herself was much plainer in comparison, her limbs were still bound but that didn’t mean she didn’t feel a heat rising as she stole glances between her father’s masculine frame and Yukari’s own wiles.

Her father was deft in how he removed her outer layer of thick and warm autumn clothing without missing a beat, though he did pause a second as he properly removed her hand knitted muffler. She was still dressed in the under layer of thin garments but she already felt naked as day she was born as Yukari’s eyes glistened with mischievousness. Hana shivered at their touch, her skin rejoiced at the sensations building in her as her father and Yukari seemed to touch her in all the right places.

Hana turned her head from Yukari who lifted her arms and removed the thin spaghetti strap dress from her body. Yukari let the words dance from her mouth as admired Hana’s modest chest whose pink caps already rose in anticipation, “I see our little darling Hana is excited, is that not right papa-san?”

His expression was unreadable as he turned his head away from the seductress, Hana was glad she didn’t catch his eyes as she protested, “I-I’m not! Stop messing with me!”

She clenched her hands in anger trying her level best to cover her shame, which only helped in eliciting a chuckle from Yukari. Yukari took her face by the chin as Hana let out a yelp of surprise, she leaned down letting her blonde hair form a curtain over her world and with a whisper caused Hana’s face to burn with embarrassment, “Shall we show your father how well I know your body?”

‘Warm’ was the first word that popped into Hana’s mind as Yukari’s lips met her own, it didn’t take long at all that kiss to turn deep and even less time for that fire burning in Hana to cause her to take the lead. Hana melted under her assault as she opened her mouth, her tongue was nearly desperate to explore Yukari’s mouth… and she couldn’t keep out the thought of trying it again with her father…

She was so enraptured that she barely registered her bloomers being slid off, it didn’t come to her until she tried spreading her legs unconsciously only to find them unable to move much. Her frustrations were only compounded by a wet heat as she furiously explored Yukari’s mouth, repressed memories flooded back of that women teasing her and the taste of her and her father’s union. The taste that got her addicted.

Wiggling her hips was all she could do as she felt her father’s rough yet nimble fingers tease her most important place. It was just as she remembered it, he seemed to know all of her weak spots almost prenaturally. The heat in her loins built quickly, despite the guilt, pain, and fear from everything that happened she couldn’t deny those emotions she kept buried. She wouldn’t care even if it hurt, as long she had her father it was okay.

>>45182194

After an eternity of bliss as Yukari returned the affections of her fervent tongue and teased her chest while her father quickly built tension with his skillful fingers; Yukari parted from Hana’s lustful lips. A string of saliva was proof of her lust as Hana panted, her face flushed and body already yearning for more. She knew her face was a mess, she knew she looked no better than some beast in heat, she knew the man she loved most in the world could see it all.

With a smile bordering between a strange sort of maternal affection and sadistic joy her lips parted as words dripping with seduction filled the space between them, “See that papa-san? Look at the truth, of how your Hana is so easy to get to succumb to pleasure.”

Hana wanted to hide her face from her father, but she was unable to rip her eyes from him. Merely seeing his body, how he worked her drenched garden capped with her thin black pubic hair, was almost enough to make her throw off all her shame and beg for it if it would unite them faster. Still, as they locked eyes Hana couldn’t see even a tinge of joy, not even a trace of the happiness she wanted him to look at her with was visible.

She could only stare with a strange mixture of shame, disappointment, and powerful lust at the man she wanted the most in the world. Yukari ran her fingers down Hana’s chest and belly till she reached her groin, Hana shivered with anticipation as Yukari skipped her drenched pussy entirely and reached to grab Anon’s still soft penis.

Her words flowed like silk as she chided both of them, “Now now, Hana dear you won’t be able to entice your father like this” she began to stroke and caress him with delicate motions as Hana stared transfixed, “Only good and honest girls will get what they want in my household, after all.”

Hana swallowed down a lump in her throat as with a word she guided her father to straddle Hana’s chest, placing his now half-hard cock directly in front of her lips.

>>45182205

Slowly, carefully, deliberately Yukari stroked Anon’s cock right above Hana’s mouth. Hana couldn’t help but stare at it as she glanced up at her father’s rod, it was as delicious looking as she remembered. The mere memory of its taste flashed over her tongue and stimulated a deep and buried part of mind.

She avoided looking too long in his eyes, they showed nothing while seeming to absorb everything and give nothing in return. Still, like a mischievous cat testing their limits Hana opened her pursed lips as she reached her tongue out with some hesitation. Yukari’s finger crossed her mouth as she giggled, “Bad Hana-chan, lusting after your own father and greedily trying to seduce him without properly conveying your feelings? There is a proper order to things you know~”

Hana glanced at Yukari, her face scornful and strangely maternal in equal measure. She glanced at her father, the man whose body alone exuded a story of suffering and who’s face was a mask of neutrality. Hana thought for a second, she was hesitant; the last time she had been drugged and brought to her situation like a pig to be slaughtered. Now? There was no strange drugs, there was nothing to blame. What could she hide behind if she said yes?

If she said yes… Memories, fragments of dreams, fantasies she dared never tell others about… All came rushing through her head and danced around the thoughts of what she’d lose; her friends, family and bonds she’s made, the support of those she trusts the most… She deliberated and as Yukari slowly worked her father’s cock at such a pace, letting even Hana vicariously feel the stimulation as she coaxed it into a full and proud erection; the heat radiating off it infected Hana’s brain further.

She gulped down, no matter what… as long as she’d be there to help him after… as long as she and him were alive and together… Did they really need anyone else? Hana would become strong enough that no one could split them up, and then… and then!

Hana looked up at her father, she looked into those dead eyes, eyes that she would revive on her own if need be. She spoke, “Father… I… I’ve loved you for a long time and…” the words came out softly at first, “I didn’t want to believe it for a long time but… I- I’ve wanted you and only you for a long time…! I really do want you to look at me like a women and love me!”

He closed his eyes, for just a second she could see the mask crack as pain, and nothing but, flashed across his face like he was struck with a jagged blade. Hana knew there was no other way forward, and with the heat of that confession and the pressure from Yukari she nearly shouted, “That’s why I don’t care even if I’m forced to, I’d want to have your children no matter what! I want us to be a real family again and never be broken up again and-!”

Yukari plunged that meaty staff in to Hana’s mouth, cutting her off before she could babble on. Like it was sweet air she nearly choked it down, relishing the taste and fulfillment she felt with a mind unburdened by the terror she felt till now. That guilt she felt, at least for this moment, was gone now as she licked the bulbous head of his cock fervently. She felt the weight on her wrists, legs, and waist dissipate along with her hesitation, and like he would vanish if she didn’t, she used that newfound freedom to grab onto his shaft; treasuring it like it a gift from the Hakurei god itself.

She felt only a pang of jealousy as Yukari rose up to her knees with the grace of an eagle ascending to the ceiling of the sky and draped an arm over her fathers shoulder. She kissed his cheek, grabbing his hand and guiding it to her belly, “Did you hear that, Papa-san? Our dear little girl had such strong feelings for you~”

>>45182215


Her body was burning with lust as she wanted more, and deeper, she wanted him on top of her expending himself entirely. She listened to Yukari’s amorous voice overlay upon the lewd sounds of her sucking, “There is no need to feel bad about it, this is the result of the girl you loved and raised. There is no need to hold back anymore, and no need to feel anything but joy. We will be a family for a long time Papa-san~”

Yukari laughed as Anon kept his silence, Yukari pushed him back and watched him fall onto the futon cleanly. Yukari held out her unassuming delicate hand to Hana, “Hana dear, although Mama should get the first turn, since you’ve been such a good girl I’ll let you go first.”

Hana took that hand without a second thought; her mind was too clouded by a strange mix of lust and hope to resist. Yukari helped her to her knees where Hana quickly moved to straddle her father. As Hana moved to bring her aching pussy over where their love would express itself Yukari’s voice dripped out in a low husky tone, “Hana-chan, I do believe this is where a good girl thanks her mother for such a treat isn’t that right?”

Hana froze, mother…? What was she saying…? Did… did she mean…? Yukari cut off her spinning mind with, “Of course bad girls don’t get anything at all, and I’ll be very cross at you otherwise~”

Hana looked down at her father, who merely turned his face away and then looked at Yukari’s overly sweet face that hid everything but her pleasure at getting exactly what she wanted. Hana gulped feeling the throbbing heat from her expected contact with her father.

Trembling, her voice was thin and near panting, “T-thank you…” she swallowed the last bit of her pride, “Thank you for letting go first… Mama…”

For a reason Hana couldn’t decipher Yukari stroke her abdomen right above her pubic area as she grinned.

>>45182151
Sorry, but I am against TFD!

>>45182186
>>45182194
>>45182205
>>45182215
>>45182224
holy shit, my man pulled to the thread with the entirety of the Sex Library. Ludicrous posting.
I wonder what calling Yukari "mom" does to Hana's sin kink. This girl will end the day with her hair tinged blonde...
also, Yukari is stealing Hana's egg to add the Hakurei strand to her monstrosity of nature, it seems. Not even Cell from Dragon Ball had this much eugenics involved, holy fuck.

>>45182186
>>45182194
>>45182205
>>45182215
>>45182224
Lads, the Yukari mommy incest corruption is doing things to me. Unspeakable things.

>>45182435
careful there man, Yukari is just pranking Hana. All just a silly goofball moment. It's not really serious. The evil woman clearly is just trying to help Hana with her Reimu PTSD with dome joyous playfulness

Yukari WILL get pregnant
Yukari WILL get a loving family
Yukari WILL get a lovely daughter!
Yukari WILL win the showdown!
Mommy Yukarin is the best!

Your sages do not care about you.
They groom children; they force incestuous sex and steal other women eggs; and they let their lust dictate their entire lives.
They are hedonistic freaks who have lived thousands of years and therefore couldn't care less about the short, "boring" lives of others. All that matters to them is themselves
Your sages do not care about you

>>45182326
At least have him impregnate them then, it's the least you can do if they aren't going to get killed via dicking.

>>45182610
>At least--
shush.

Highest rated program in Lunarian history, folks. For all their talk about impurity, they suspiciously seem to enjoy watching innocent mikos being corrupted by youkai hags.

>>45182655
Anon will marry all three of the fairies of light and impregnate them with their own little Marisa filthy fairy half-breeds and there is nothing you can do about it.

Nitori hasn't come up yet besides not wanting anything to do with the HSE, right? It's getting hard to parse all the plots and throwaway lines.

>>45182730
Nitori is scared of dying there due the chance of the water in her head falling out during sex which can be fatal to kappas if they are not returned to their river in time.

>>45182673
Incestuous love is the purest form of love. True corruption is fucking your dog, which Yukari understand and is hellbent in correcting. Hana should understand that eventually and thank her new mom for helping to keep her Hakurei bloodline pure. Not that you would understand that, rice farmer humielet

>>45182730
The kappa have been mentioned as not wanting much do with the HSE's operations as a whole despite plenty working there or visiting as customers. You can write anything to fit around that setup

>>45182730
I think I'm the only one who's touched on the Kappa specifically:
>>44918148
>It all started a little over half a year ago, when word was getting out that the Yukari household had some big commercial venture planned right in the middle of the village. Now, among Youkai, Kappa hold the informal right of first refusal for any business built within the human village. There’s no judge or law to enforce it, it’s just that they hold the most property there, control river access, and have the experience to bully any other competitor out of the field. But if there’s anyone who has more sway in the village then the Kappa, it’s Yukari “sit-and-watch” Yakumo, so when the main Kappa clans were dumb enough to turn down her contract I leapt at the chance.

My head cannon is also that people can't tell Kappa and Yamawaro apart, so they might be both working at the HSE and characters just call them all Kappa.

>>45182831
only expert racists like Momiji can truly tell kappa and yamawaros apart.

>>45182730
Obviously Nitori and Suwako tagteamed anon while Suwako was in her kappa disguise.
That devilish curse goddess has been Yukari's pocket the whole time.

>>45182758
That's cute. Everyone knows what the Watatsuki sisters really do with their rabbit "trainees" behind closed doors, however. I'm pretty sure that even the hermit sage would be taken aback by the kind of "training" they do.

>>45182831
Nice, that was the one thing I remembered. I might fuck around with the kappa for a bit while I'm waiting for Lemontene Anon. Honestly 90% of it is probably going to be Nitori cursing the filthy tree-loving Yamawaro

>spoiler
I had similar thoughts. Beyond the color of their clothes, it seems hard to tell them apart.

>sees that the HSE is degrading Lunarian culture and rotting them from inside their own houses
>immediately joins forces with Yukari to produce even worse and scandalous sinful content
>absolutely obliterates all enemies of the HSE
>becomes Hana other mother alongside Yukari, becomes Flandre's mother too just for the hell of it
>Lunarian society destroyed within 2 seasons of the HSE
>Junko happy
Yukari won

>>45182861
speaking of, when is Momiji's pregnancy going to start showing?

>>45183044
sorry mate, temporary smell induced heat doesn't release eggs. I know, I know -- absolute travesty. But Anon wasn't even on his fertility steroids, so it was rigged from the start

>>45183017
>while I'm waiting for Lemontene Anon
Sorry for the hiatus fellas. Besides taking a break last thread I got a really bad cold the moment I decided to try and get back to my story. My brain feels like mush and can barely even keep myself awake.
I have been loosesly keeping up with the threads and the part with Medicine Melancholy being able to tell that the Lemonade was messed with was ingenious I love it
I'll end off my post by saying that I now headcannon that Rikako actively listens to this song at home on her MP3 from the outside world https://youtu.be/BddgVkX_e70

>while I'm waiting for Lemontene Anon
Sorry for the hiatus fellas. Besides taking a break last thread I got a really bad cold the moment I decided to try and get back to my story. My brain feels like mush and can barely even keep myself awake.
I have been loosesly keeping up with the threads and the part with Medicine Melancholy being able to tell that the Lemonade was messed with was ingenious I love it
I'll end off my post by saying that I now headcannon that Rikako actively listens to this song at home on her MP3 from the outside world.
https://youtu.be/RECuQaaGGfA

>>45173390
>ability is to never be tied down
>first chance it gets, doesn't work
disappointing. Guess she truly is a jobber.

>>45183532
>>45183532
hope you get well soon, anon!
here, Tene is even offering you a cup of fresh lemonade, so you can heal properly! What a good fairy!

>>45183577
I think it might have been a little bit of jumping the gun to give hana her ability at this point while still wanting to continue her moral degeneration since it requires yukari to be able to capture and, uh, tie her down
seems like she should have only awakened the ability after all of that was done

>>45183617
likely was made to teach her not to use it carelessly and that, though very handy, it's not a guaranteed win. I'm supposing that in the finale Hana will be capable to use it to its fullest against Yukari, and it'll be cathartic as fuck

>>45183577
>>45183617
>>45183632
I swear it was mentioned when the power was being discussed before she got it that it was great for physical boundaries but not magic (yet) because otherwise it would be a bit too OP out the gate. But yeah, it's almost like Marisa's lesson about not getting cocky flew over her head and the first thing Hana does is "lets go dive into the nest of an ancient youkai that thinks 4th dimensionally that only my mother has managed to effectively defeat!"
God, she inherited fuck all from Anon. She has all her mother's looks, temperament, racism, and poor critical thinking skills; but none of the power and experience to back it up.

>>45183795
don't get sad man, that's just the curse of the shonen protagonist shining brightly.
some spoon-feeding is law at this point

>>45183795
You forget that through the entire fic Hana has been desiring that kind of physical affection from whoever can give it
She may have been too cocky about it but the fact is that she's been craving the physical side of things very strongly

>>45169824 (3/-)
—
Flandre is fascinating. She's unstable by circumstance, yet there's a mind behind those wide eyes full of excitement that could kill with mere thought—a mini-me~—; a mind that understands her surroundings but prefers the simple things of life. Like testing her strength.

Tongue half out and brows frowned, Flan looked at me again before, with might, swinging the hammer down onto the plate, the counterweight flying like a rocket and ripping the bell off the attraction with an explosion. Smiling, I clap, "Wow, what a strong girl!" Her cheeks redden with the praise, chest puffing with pride. Cute. "What does the strong girl want as a prize?" I get up from the bench as she comes running to me, arms open and eyes on the false sky—an ever-intricate barrier to simulate a beautiful starry night or a clear summer day—thinking as we continued our walkthrough of the small indoor carnival, dodging the most promiscuous stalls.

Most attendees had already fled the 'wrath' of the 515-year-old kid vampire, leaving only us, wide-eyed and sweating stall owners and my employees, who'll undoubtedly ask for many raises tomorrow.

"Hm~…" She laughs for some motive, spinning in front of me. My, my, having fun through only enjoying company and chitchat? What a lonely 'kid'… "I want something very sweet from the other side of the world!" I think for a moment, languidly spinning my parasol, before opening a smile, then a gap, and pulling out of it a thick, red popsicle and handing it to a curious Flan. She disintegrated the plastic cover as if nothing—an interesting use of her ability. Humanity would kill much more than usual for such a conventional way to dispose of plastic—and biting on the popsicle. The effect was immediate. "SO GOOD!"

"Glad you liked it, Flan. It's called Paleta Mexicana—an ice cream from a very far place away from here." I doubt she listened to it, enjoying the sweet as if a godsend. I giggled—oh, a gap! Good job, Ran! 12.56 minutes ahead of schedule~ "What about we go get your miko costume and go have some fun with Anon, hm?" If her eyes were shining as she ate the sweet, they now outshone the sun… Ugh, terrible analogy.

Flan and The Bird in the same room, and I'd destroy Gensokyo myself.

It'd be a much more merciful end.

—

Ran outdid herself. It was a conservative iteration of the uniform, following what a younger Hana would dress like but still akin to a Hakurei miko's outfit. My shikigami glanced at me, tense. "It is acceptable." We watched Flan spinning in place and looking at the costume from all angles, striking poses, swinging a phantom gohei, and even yelling fake spellcard names. Scarlet Seal? Not very creative.

The cuteness still inflicted death's fear on nearby workers who came to see one of Gensokyo's nuclear devices flamboyantly dance in her Hakurei miko outfit, her laugh filling the entire room. "It's perfect! Thanks, Kari, thanks!!" She was now hugging me, my skin itching with death… yet, it was getting much easier to hug her back.

Ran stared with an unfathomable feeling behind her eyes, and I'm sure I heard a kappa's camera taking pictures.

She should be happy I control the media—otherwise, heads would've rolled.

"Everything for you, sweet Flan~" I whisper to Ran. "You told Anon?" She nods. Great. "We'll be back in an hour. Take care of the mess outside. Make sure to say: 'Flandre got lost, then came to me for help'—we're making that mainstream tomorrow through the news." Ran nodded, retaining the information like a sponge before moving away—one glance and all the curious eyes were on the move too. I huffed, opening a gap. "Shall we go?"

Flandre nodded, clinging to me and giggling as we passed through the gap and into the fake shrine. As always, the closed topography is thriving, both aesthetically and environmentally. My genius will never stop scaring me.

"Wow! It's so pretty! Are we in the shrine Hakurei?!" She asks, immediately going to climb the Torii gate. Weird how all the children during the Harroween festival did that.

"I fear no—we're still inside the HSE."

"So it's like Sakuya's powers?! Soooo amazing!!" She jumps from the top and into a pile of dry, brown leaves, her laughter never ceasing—and it's quite the intoxicating laugh, as I giggle too.

"Already having all the fun without me?" His voice reaches us, and we turn in sync; his stride is confident, and there's light in his eyes—he always had a weak spot for little ones—though the moment he glimpses at me, his body stiffens ever so slightly.

"Anon!!" Flan yells, jumping into his arms, wings going up and down; he doesn't falter, catching her and spinning in place to dispel inertia. I approach as they laugh in each other's arms, Anon correcting his hold on her—like she's 12~very cute.

"Anon."

"Yukari…" Unlike Flan's, my voice doesn't spark joy in him. He fakes it anyway.

"Yay! We're all three here—let's have tons of fun!" She laughs as Anon and I exchange a glance. This is gonna be interesting~

>>45184195
>>45183025
Junko, Yukari, Hana, Yaachie, Flan, Kasen, and maybe Suwako is anybody wants to write that.
These are the HSE "Underdogs"
Looks like the Yakumo victory is underway.

>>45184329
Junko is just an observer, don't let the shitposting get to you. And Hana will most certainly be our for Yukari's blood during the finale
>spoiler
Anon... the shitposting has too strong grip on you.

>>45184356
Yakumo victory soon, believe it, Yukari will get away with everything, literally stealing Reimu's entire family and having them all live trapped and helpless inside of the fake HSE shrine.This includes Aunn.
And duplicitous traitors like Seija, Goro, and Ran will pay the same price those who have oppose Yakumo total victory.

>>45184263
Cute, I always pictured Flan's nonsense before the jaku and Hana's stories

>>45182427
>I wonder what calling Yukari "mom" does to Hana's sin kink
If Yukari is involved it's certainly nothing good. Hana betraying the job squad and the Kanakp gang?!
>>45183617
You don't understand, Hana getting utterly seduced by Yukari and falling to the same temptations might just mean a betrayal to sate her desire. Yukari seemed rather intent on keeping them together afterwards

>>45184387
>>45184416
Ludicrous schizoposting. Hana will be fuelled by VENGEANCE, not SEX.

>>45184436
Face it Koishiavataranon, Hana Yakumo will happen no matter how many Koishis you post.
It doesn't matter how many characters have to be written into working for Yukari, she will win.

>>45182186
>Yukari
>keep her word
impossible challenge

>>45184387
>And duplicitous traitors like Seija, Goro, and Ran will pay the same price those who have oppose Yakumo total victory.
Yes, sometimes the matriarch must punish her sassy children, but it's all so they can be one big happy HSE family!
Also, don't forget Yamashiro and Yachie!

Honestly, I'm starting to think Yukari and Gensokyo as a whole would just be plain fucked if Hana had enough and became an hero.
Starting to seem like something she'd do at this point.

>>45184593
"Mima… The knife…"

>>45184593
Reimu and Hana, working together as equals for the first time, to give the hag the final death she deserves

>>45184593
Not so long that she still has hope of being a happy family(lmao) with her father

>>45182464
It's true, any second now Ran and her cat are gonna pop out with a camera and announce its a prank as Anon and Yukari have a good laugh

>>45184593
Seems probable as one of the endings, mostly the
>Hakurei fucked-up incestuous threesome

>>45184593
I imagine seeing a broken Reimu sitting over the ashes of the HSE like picrel if Hana's story ends in tragedy (either in a blaze of glory or a sad wimper).

>>45187271
it would be gut-wrenching if after all that redemption, reinvent of self and letting go of the past, Hana/Anon, or both, it can always get worse would to die before Reimu can even ask for forgiveness. Especially because Reimu appears to be at peace with giving her own life for Anon's freedom and Hana's life

>>45164255 (4/4)
—
I breathe in, then out, preparing myself. The memory of that day with Yukari—feels so long ago—when I asked about her objectives with the HSE resurfaces, and I gulp air. I have a hunch she has deeper objectives than simply 'reuniting Anon and Reimu', and the loose threads are scarily easy to connect: Fertility decreasers make sense. Increasers? Don't. Her constant sessions with him, her much more frequent visits to Eirin…

… Is Yukari…

I swing my head, pursing my lips, nape sweating. Releasing a breath, I walk through a gap to her office, the woman herself not sparing me a glance, entranced in her work. I straighten my spine, conjoin my sleeves, appearing as proud to be hers as ever; "Yukari-sama." I call in that tone that eludes conversation, her pen released as her purple, deep eyes stare into mine. "My experiments near their end, so I wanted to share the data I've collected."

She narrows her eyes slightly, and then comprehension comes. "About Reimu?"

"Yes—my time of observation has shown me great change; she is docile and prone to not tackle things with either violence or disassociation. But I also noticed something lacking." I paused, giving her enough time to absorb the information—but also to measure my own words. "She wanted to take care of someone. Reimu was suffering from empty nest syndrome, making whatever development come with a notch of depression, as she had no one to share it. Therefore, I sent my shikigami to aid her, and I can safely say Reimu has become a treat to be close by. Chen loved her so much that she knitted pieces of clothing for her. All the love propelled Reimu to rebuild the Hakurei Shrine entirely." I stopped, hiding my smile, though it was an easy task considering the weird feeling in the air… Yukari just listened. She's not one to only listen. Yukari makes conversations, not participates in them. I gulp the chilly feeling, ready to finish, ears perking, tails bushy. "So, Yukari-sama… Reimu is now someone who can be trusted again with responsibilities—she's nurturing, calm, hardworking, and rehabilitated. To me, her punishment is done."

That meant one thing: releasing Anon to Reimu and see if they can successfully rebuild their marriage.

At least, that's Yukari's plan.

The wall clock ticks and tacks, Yukari's eyes closed, hands together immobile. I pace a bit in place, growing tense with her silence. It lasts almost an entire minute. "I see." She simply says. "Keep watching her."

H-Huh…?

"B-But Yukari-sama… there's nothing more to watch—"

"Ran, are you that easily fooled?" I stop, body freezing with her words, and stare—if only the latter could kill… "Reimu changed. I'll trust you in that. But for how long? Keep Chen around her, collect more data through the winter—we'll see if Reimu did really change, or is just faking it to have her man back." Then Yukari grabbed her pen again, keeping on with her work.

Now, I should've left the room.

… Yet…

That's unlike Yukari. To waste resources like this, to deny my word and brush it aside like it had no weight to it…

Once upon a time, she saw me as an extension of herself and therefore dignified of respect, and likely still does—as it seemed days ago with the Amanojaku and the human—so it's something else that’s keeping Anon here. My chest swelled, mouth plain, eyes a bit broader; she noticed all that, narrowing her eyes with a question. The fertility increasers; the constant sessions with Anon; visits to Eirin… "Yukari-sama… Are you trying to get—"

"Perhaps." I freeze, staring at her piercing eyes—eyes that undressed me and my treachery. Yet, blinded by something else, she can’t see what I hide underneath her control. "Any problem with what I do or do not do, Ran?"

"N-No, I was just curious… Why Anon specifically? You could have any man in the world—" use of force or not, that's the truth. "He is Reimu's husband…" I point out the obvious.

Yukari stares, and that scares unlike anything else: she doesn't have an answer. Didn't she think about this…? Does she not—

"Ran."

"… Yukari-sama?"

"Leave me be, and return to your functions."

The pressure in the room rises through the roof with simple words, and I can feel death creeping in my veins, animal instincts screaming, gaps I use so carefree metaphorically staring back at me—a power not mine… And that I'll use against its own master. I gulp again my fears and terror, nod and, going through a gap, leave her office.

I immediately collapse from the pressure on the wooden floor of my office, eyes on the ceiling, chest clenching, heart nearing 140bpm—my hand clutches my breast, eyes shut tight, gasping for air and trying to calm myself down, sweat drenching my hair and back, free hand pulling my hat off.

This information… What exactly can I use it for? Can I use it for anything? Yukari wants to get pregnant from Anon, and she does not know why…

The most probable answer comes in the form of a question: ‘Is Yukari in love with him?’

The answer scares me.

>>45188594
Gappy in love is so cute!
Cute!

>>45188651
anon, she's mega-evil
cute and hot, true, but mega-evil nevertheless!

>>45188666
Her attractiveness is directly proportional to her evil!

>>45188737
truer words will never be uttered

>>45164037
>(I am coping with that last sentence)
Do your best, anon. It may be a big challenge to keep convincing yourself that the nopan nobra goddess of hell hasn't done everything and everyone under the sun, but I believe in you.
Why, you might even manage to perform the impossible and convince yourself that Hecatia is feared because of her strength in combat, and not the vice grip of her pussy that squeezed out the semen of so many men, or the dexterity of her fingers, which pleasured so many women until they could no longer stand.
Yes, surely Hecatia cannot raise an army of oni that dwarfs every other force in hell simply by promising them a crumb of Hecussy. The claim that the Yama Kings were forced to acknowledge Hecatia's authority over hell after a 108-hour sex session that left all ten of them of the verge of death must be baseless slander.
And of course, the myth of the Ibaraki-douji, the unstoppable oni slut who took the virginities of thousands upon thousands of innocent men, until she was eventually challenged to a slut-off by a visiting foreign goddess, which led to a battle that raged for weeks on end, leaving countless men and their balls drained until the Ibaraki-douji finally collapsed from exhaustion and was forced to submit to her opponent, whereupon the legendary samurai Watanabe no Tsuna took advantage of her weakness and cut off her arm, is just a falsification. It could never have happened.

I know that nothing can shake your convictions, anon. With your boundless mental strength, you will always be able to remember Hecatia as the innocent maiden who blushes uncontrollably if she so much as hears a lewd word. Your unfaltering belief in her purity will surely be rewarded.

All of this is now canon to HSE's Hecatia.

>>45189268
>she doesn't know the difference between pre-cum and cum

>>45189268
Never, Heca is a good girl! The only girl even Zeus respected and never fucked!
No!
I refuse!

>>45189268
>spoiler
who's gonna be the warrior to write Anon's fiercest challengers yet?
in this war, only one soul shall survive.
sadly, canon 'Catia doesn't want anything to do with the HSE…

>>45112527

It was a few days since I left the HSE. The last few days have been quiet,other than the whole issue with Keine's pregnancy-or her lack of it. Of course I only found out after I put in all that effort for the party for her. Well, it was her job to deal with it now. I guess I could understand how the rumors started. The baby boom was hard to ignore, and even the children were all talking about it, with plenty excited to see their new siblings. Maybe I could have a third as well? No, I had to focus! There was a major youkai presence in the village, my friend was held captive there, and my life could be in danger for noticing.I had to figure things out so I should next-

"Excuse me"

I jolt up and try not to look too startled. An assassin? She looked perfectly human to me, but of course that didn't mean much. If she was here to threaten my life, then she had guts to do so here right in my shop. But then she must be powerful and connected to get away with it if my experience with this taught me anything. Or she could be just a normal customer and I was overreacting.

"Can I help you?" I ask, trying to seem like I hadn't just spent the last few moments thinking of the best way to scream for help if she attacked me.


"Are there any books you don't put on the shelves, books about certain subjects maybe?"


"Like what?" I look around to make sure the kids aren't listening in and shift forward in my seat.

"Uh, do you have 'Pay your debts, Shrine Husband'?"

"We don't"

"How about the one where he catches the rabbit breaking into the kitchen and punishes her?"

"No, we don't have that one either" I say, silently disappointed in her for bringing another one of those books to my attention.

"Oh, what about 'A night in the shrine'? That's a good one from what I've heard'

"Huh I do-No wait, I don't!" Shit, I still had that one hidden away. I swear, once I can't get any more leads out of it, its going right in the trash. "We don't have any of those books here, just get them elsewhere"

The woman groaned and leaned forward. "It's too expensive to buy them and they hassle you to pay if you try to read it. Are you sure you don't have any?"

"Certain. Besides, why'd you want to rent a book like that? Don't you know what people do while reading those?" I gave her my most judgemental look. I had gotten good at it by taking notes from Akyuu.

"Fine,I get it. Thanks anyway" she slinks away, finally.

Why were so many people coming in for books like this recently? The books on pregnancy and childrearing I could understand. There was so much demand for those we never had them in stock and had to make waiting lists for them. But there were plenty of customers that wanted books of a more stimulating nature. Bedroom guides one could say. I suppose it was better than the ones asking for outright smut. Maybe the Hakurei Shrine Experience was getting everyone worked up. It would explain the baby boom if the mere presence of the HSE had people in the mood to do it more. At least Anon could have a laugh at what was going on when he was free, I'm sure her find it amusing.

But still. I needed to get help and tell someone about what I found out. I could tell Reimu who certainly would be able to do something about this. But I wasn't sure how good her mood would be if I told her. Maybe Hana? She'd been seen around more recently and had proven herself to be capable, but I've never told anyone that their father was being held in sexual slavery and I didn't feel like changing that. Akyuu would be perfect, but reaching out to her would be a one way street with no way back and she couldn't do much in her certain position anyway.

How about Marisa? Of course! Gensokyo's back-up hero was just the help I needed. Strong, wise, of good moral character. She was a close friend of Anon so she would take it seriously. But there was one issue. I hadn't seen her in a while. She'd gradually stopped coming over and I haven't seen her for weeks. The last time I saw her she seemed sluggish and tired. Maybe she was doing her own investigation and the whole thing was draining her. If I tracked her down we could compare notes and make a lot of progress. I got up from my desk and stepped outside. It wasn't too late, I could spare a few hours out of the shop and be home to make dinner. I went inside and told my husband I was going out to see Marisa about some books she never returned. He nodded and told me he'd watch the place. In all honesty, with Maris's habit of forgetting to return things, she probably did have a few books of mine in that heap she called a home. I put on my cost and quickly make my way outside. The path to her home was usually save, but I wanted to get home before it got too dark.

>>45189302
Anon, Hecatia has sucked so many dicks that she can distinguish someone's lineage by taste alone. Hell's oni only ever get anything done because she makes sure to suck them dry every morning so they can control their libido.
>>45189312
That's the spirit, anon! No matter what reality may say, nothing can stop you from putting your faith in your own truth.
>>45189348
It's for the best, anon. Anon would never be able to pretend enjoying sex with his many customers after experiencing the goddess of "entrance-ways".
Besides, if Heca-chan decided to get involved, the story would just become a jobstravaganza for everyone else. The strength of oni is meaningless before that of Hecatia. Magic? Pssht, worthless against the goddess of witchcraft. Boundary-manipulation? None of that could stop the goddess of crossroads. It wouldn't be fair to any of them.

>>45189401
>Gensokyo's back-up hero was just the help I needed. Strong, wise, of good moral character.
Marisa, the corrupt incident solver who profits off of the black market, engages in NFT trading, burglarizes homes, mooches off of her impoverished friend Reimu, who drugs people, and is now a rapist as well.
Koz certainty has an odd view of everybody's favorite klepto.

>>45189401
>'Pay your debts, Shrine Husband'
oh no, the shitpost became canon!
>At least Anon could have a laugh at what was going on when he was free, I'm sure her find it amusing.
bless Suzu's soul…
seeking a jobber for help can do terrible things to the mind. Hope Suzu's mental state doesn't deteriorate too much from Marisa's influence.
thanks for the chapters, Suzuanon!!

>>45189401
>Strong, wise, of good moral character.
*snort*

>>45189465
she's just very skilled at seeing good in other people

>>45188594
Yukari loves Anon because he complimented her once years ago and she never forgot it.

>>45190398
Anon is literally the only man in Gensokyo to be kind to her and regularly compliment her when she comes over. Even the only one to speak kindly of her when he thought she wasn't around.
She's had a crush on him for years.

>>45190398
a ladies man... sugoi

>>45190429
>>45190398
or maybe she's suffering from reverse Stockholm Syndrome

writeanons are now preparing...

>>45190555
>trips
good God, it's truth! Maybe Patchyanon will resurrect to see Patchy was adopted and feel proud!
also, was planning to have a Yukari and Okina meet up where Yukari questions Flan being thrown in her lap, they have sage banter, then hate fuck while proclaiming what they'll do to each other when they have Gensokyo all for themselves, but am cautious since that may fuck up their meeting at the finale

>>45175246
“...Aya. I’m okay doing this with you — I want to. What’s the matter?” Anon shifted to a sitting position, still covered from the waist-down while giving the tengu a concerned look.

Aya’s gaze remained fixed on the human. Every twitch could reveal his feelings. “That’s not all there is to it, is it? You’ve still been holding your tongue and masking your emotions when you get passionate. Ever since you find out about the pills, you’ve been calling me by my name… but you called me ‘dear’ just now.”

“I’m sorry I gave you that impression. I don’t hate your company at all, I look forward to your visits! You’re always here to talk and listen to me. It’s just that at night in this bed, I feel like I’m doing something unfair to you.”

Unfair to her? She reserved him all to herself for 7 straight nights, how was she being wronged here? “Could you explain? You’ve been feeding me and bathing with me; I don’t see how I’m being taken advantage of. If anything, I still owe you for—“ Anon suddenly raised his voice as he interrupted her.

“That’s the point! You’re still visiting me for something you didn’t have control over. Every session with you this week has felt like an oddity. Like the HSE has turned into some alternate version where sex isn’t an inevitable end to the day and I can talk to somebody in their right mind.” Anon paused to calm himself down, considering his words and fixing his posture. “Ever since you started using those pills, it was you, Aya, coming to these sessions. Not a customer or HSE affiliate, but a friend visiting me without falling victim to the incense. And that scares me.”

It was the first time Aya saw Anon’s true emotions. She wanted to encourage him with a gentle touch, but balled her fist instead. He had to let it out himself. Touching him in this room, in this bed, would defeat the point of his confession.

“What’s so scary about it? I like spending time with you. Do you think something bad’s going to happen if it keeps going?” She had to give him some topic to focus on and unearth his full thoughts. As she shifted her body to move in front of Anon, he gripped the sheets on both sides of him tightly.

“Aya, I don’t want to trap you here. I don’t want you to come here and try to make amends for something that wasn’t your fault. Just knowing that you’re sanity is intact and you’re still going through the routine and I can’t stop it… I can’t stand it! You can leave the HSE and stay away from Yukari’s influence. Please. Don’t let your guilt chain you to this place.” His eyes changed: The empty darkness was replaced by a strong, unmistakably human sadness. Guilt and self-loathing swirled in the whirlpool, suggesting to the seasoned reporter that his words weren’t just inspired by her visits. Something new peeked out too: Out of all the faces Aya imagined, she never thought she’d see Anon cry.

Taking one of his trembling hand in her own, she put all of his words together into one cohesive narrative. He was torturing himself this much because she was too much of a coward to admit the truth to him. Yet, there was one more thing she had to know for certain before she could resolve this. She needed to know the full extent of his guilt in order to uproot all of it. “Anon. After I leave… Yukari comes here, doesn’t she?”

At the woman’s name, Anon breath hitched before he gave a single nod and hung his head. He spoke softly: “Spending a quiet night with you before she comes to this bed… It’s a refreshing contrast. I shouldn’t do that to you. It’s not fair to use you as some crutch before I have to meet her again. That’s not your responsibility.” As Anon retracted his hands, the tengu gripped his wrists. The strength in her slender fingers forced him to look up at her, barely holding back tears.

She put on her bravest front, diminished very slightly by the salty dam threatening to break behind her eyes. “Anon, you’ve been carrying some heavy guilt, but unfortunately you got two things wrong! Number one: Yukari’s pretty much able to reach anyone she wants in Gensokyo, so running away from her is useless. I’m standing up to her with everyone else! And number two: I’m not visiting you out of any guilt or obligation! Don’t even consider that for a second!”

Her bold enthusiasm shocked him. He couldn’t deny the first point: After all, the people he was closest with felt the same way. They chose to fight Yukari, and so was the girl sitting before him. The second point gave him a bit of relief, yet raised another question. “So if it’s not pity… why do you keep coming back? Why do you keeping making tea and bathing with me? Why—“ A possibility struck his mind just as the tengu locked fingers with him.

Tears flowed freely from Aya’s face as she smiled widely and spoke from her heart: “Because I love you, you dummy!”

(Part 44)

>>45191504
>picrel
thanks, Yukari. Saved these Christian eyes from some heavy debauchery, phew!
damn, back to back jobbers confessing to him, though Marisa's was the pregnancy. This man will need some heavy cat therapy following all this… Well, at least Aya snagged the first spoken 'I love you', surprising how we went 400 chapters without one.

>>45191663
>Aya snagged the first spoken 'I love you', surprising how we went 400 chapters without one.
Well, the first one that was genuine considering Hana's debauchery. Best girl doesn't need to say it to get across, the message is loud and clear. Still it's good to say things properly, but she might reserve that confession for better times

>>45191705
Hana's was very genuine, she's just tsundere so it had to be coaxed out of her!
Anon will come around to her feelings... any day now...

>>45191705
Sounds to me like someone was simply quicker on the (lucid) draw. Follow up soon. If Anon came across as dense, I meant for him to be stuck in his despair reverie until he started considering alternatives to why Aya kept coming. There's still the multiple endings as always, but Aya's going to plant her flag firmly!

>>45191705
no matter what, at least one of Anon's children is getting foxified

(1/1)
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Life is precious.

I, Chen—…—made sure to hammer that into Ms. Reimu's head. I don't know if she still wants to commit suicide, but I like to think my support should hold her back enough for her to seek help. But no matter what we do—no amount of knitted scarves, words, or hugs—nothing can stop death.

Autumn—as all things—is dying, patches of snow visible throughout the fake shrine. I sit silently on a tree branch, 30ft off the ground, alone… But not truly.

Glassy eyes struggle to move down, a small ember of hope that this is not happening; it’s all a bad dream… But what is meant to be cannot be changed. Flan, the spider, treads weakly on my palms, not an ounce of the usual energy or curiosity backing her movements. My eyes fill with water, mouth pursed, and I look up at the clouds, tears streaming once more.

Flan is dying, having reached the natural end of her life cycle… and there's nothing I can do but hold her, my thumb gently caressing what many perceive as a dangerous, mindless arachnid. She stays put, calm and docile, and shutting my eyes only increases the strength of the tears.

… It's not fair. It's not. Why do I get to live 1000, 2000 years, but this little spider only a year? Who decided things should be like this?! It shouldn't be… It's not fair, it's not—Ms. Reimu said alcoholism has extensively deteriorated her body, and she won't live as long as other humans…—Are her experiences of life seen as meaningless to the point she deserves only four seasons?! It's not fair! My body shakes, I open my eyes, but nothing has changed; she's still weak, her movements slowing down—Mr. Anon… he's already 40. That's half a human's life—and it's so, so very hard—

A hand reaches my back, and I don't need to open my eyes to know it's him. I do it anyway, and the look in his eyes hurts—compassion, empathy. Understanding. Love.

"… It was good while it lasted, wasn't it?" He has a glass environment by his side containing her eggs, where they'll be able to hatch safely before being returned to nature. "We have many fun memories together." He smiles, a finger poking Flan's abdomen. Normally she'd have reacted, but she kept still, apparently not having the strength to move anymore—her eyes on the environment.

"It could've lasted more…" I lean on his shoulder, voice cracking, eyes never leaving the dying spider. "It’s not fair…" He doesn't say anything, free hand patting my head. "… I'll outlast you, Ms. Reimu, Ms. Suzu… Won’t I? It's not fair." My tears thicken, and his hand on my head is so soft it hurts.

"No, it's not. And yes, you will… Yet, you'll remember all of us, right?" I slowly nod, feeling Flan's heart slowing down by the second, her body relaxing on my palm, eyes on her precious eggs. God… My heart… I want to laugh—why do I want to laugh? My heart is tearing apart. “That's enough for me. When your long life ends, and we meet again in heaven—or whatever—I'll want to hear everything! Be sad stories, happy stories, your marriage, your children, your battles, everything you ate, puked, and more and more! Because that's the meaning of a long life like yours, isn't it? To appreciate each moment to the fullest, so when we meet again on the other side, our conversations never get boring!" And he's laughing, hugging me tight—

—and he was also crying. It was thin, unlike my thick tears, but they were there, his side hug shaking a bit.

It meant the world to me.

…

… Flan's legs curled up suddenly. I looked at her, a confused, trembling smile rising, ears perked up, tails down. Flan died looking at her children, knowing they’ll have a future.

I laughed, head dizzy with the tears, and clutched her body to my heart, where the many memories we made reside.

Mr. Anon now hugs me with his two strong arms, and the cold air is forgotten, my face red with tears, our laughs blending to create a symphony that echoes through the forest. It's a funeral, but not one of sad, instead of happy memories. "I-I'll… never forget you, Ms. Reimu, Ms. Suzu, Ran, Yukari and, and…" I manage to say, clutching his body. "And I'll tell so many cool stories, we'll be able to write ten billion books!"

Mr. Anon nods frantically, giggling, "Only ten billion?! Too low! That's nothing compared to the number of stars in the sky! We'll write a book for each of them; what do you say?!"

"A BOOK FOR EACH OF THEM!"

"THAT'S THE SPIRIT, MY BAKA-NEKO!" His strong hand messes my hair to no end, and my green hat falls from my head.

I pay no mind.

We go on laughing in our hug, warmth against the coming of the season of death, and I can hear happiness coursing through his body. Later, by the torii gate, we bury Flan, the spider, her beautiful golden silk adorning the small, polished rocks that demarcate her place of rest. We pray before returning to the shrine holding hands, and I decide that the first of the quinquazatrillion books I'll write for each star in the sky will be a story about the life and death of an unknown little spider.

>>45191864
Og Hana's was dark too, its just that hse is warhammer 40k tier where its so grimdark it becomes comical.