/jp/ - Otaku Culture

You forgot to type in the subject, silly!

>>45340927
damn, I'm so fucking dumb… At least there's "Hakurei Shrine Experience" on the thumbnail, so anons will know what to expect when they enter the thread. Nice!

Man, who are all these weirdos and why are they on my /jp/?

test

>>45340952
>testing on page 1
Anon…

WE ARE BACK

>>45340952
This is the jay not vee, we gotta wait at least an hour or so to hit page 2.

>>45340954
but it went to the top of the page dummy

>>45340963
oh…
… I'll go back to writing…

Now that I wonder...
Was 'HSE' and 'Hakurei Shrine Experience' really autosaged, or was it the Obi-wan copypasta?
It seems like the type of thing it'd be blacklisted with the TND and tranny pastas, and we used it in both the threads that were autosaged...

what is this thread

>>45341085
>>45340949
Refer to the graph, but remember the persona 5 crossover isn't that important to the story, so you don't need to play it.
Although I would recommend reading the archive.

>>45341085
A community writing project, 2 months old at this point, which is a spin-off of a spin-off of a original work. Here's the entries
>>45324110

>>45341141
>2 months old
good grief

Because im a selfish little fuck, spoonfeed me these paragraphs, i dont have all day to be reading wordswordswords

>>45341368
it's nearly 400,000 words, anon, I'm not spoonfeeding SHIT
you're in for the long haul

>>45341334
time flew by, we started it on 29 of September

Alright, I read the main three warosu and original work things setting up the main story. Did the original anon ever come back from vacation and write more? Is there a best way to read this, and what the hell is the timeline. I tried reading the charts but came out more confused. Is reading this going to be reading every story piece one bit at a time or will I need to go through every first chapter from each, then every second chapter for each. I don’t know if there’s a true way to experience this but I’m sure someone has some idea.

>>45341368
you aren't worth the effort

>>45341368
Yukari makes an omega sex brothel. Hana defies common geometry. Chen is our light in the dark. Okina wants to fuck with Yukari's project, spark a war. Everyone fucks Anon. Ran schemes with the goat. Aya is eggnant. Cirno becomes a god. Many magical fetus that defy laws of nature. Reimu almost dead redemption.
and so on...

>>45341405
Best way to read is chronological posting order, since Anons developed the story and setting overtime by bouncing on each other, so reading by first chapter of each character would be a mess. Best way to read it all is using this
>>45324110
which details every single chapter in posting order.
And this,
https://files.catbox.moe/j69b92.png
that explains every single bit of the story, connections and so on, though it's extremely spoilery

>>45341421
>everyone fucks anon
that shit sounds sprinkled in because the guy got horny halfway through writing

>>45341405
Both Shrine Husband of Paradise and Hana writers have and currently are contributing to the HSE. Hananon has stated they want to see the HSE to the end, so that's probably when the unmolested Hana story will continue.
The timeline is *mostly* posting order. There is an implicit time gap between the time Marisa drugged Anon for kids + Hana drugging Anon for sex and the rest of the stories. Exceptions are recorded in the big catbox'd diagram. The bulk of events take place a few months after this time gap, sometime during the fall, before the Winter Solstice. Holiday Specials are non-canon and do not indicate in-universe points in time unless you want them to.
The true way to experience this is to wander into the Akibahara Forest and magically end up in an Edo period village before making your way to shrine managed by a girl with her armpits exposed and making a promise to a mysterious blonde lady...

>>45341405
>Did the original anon ever come back from vacation
yes, but he said he won't continue until the HSE ends, a statement that aged like fine milk

>>45341507
it's plenty of guys because there's a lot of writers, but the whole thing did start with 'yukari rapes anon and locks him in the ultimate brothel for everyone else to fuck' but it progressed to the point where the porn is honestly a minor aspect

>>45341507
>Sprinkled in
It was lewd from the very beginning.

>>45341507
weirdly enough it started with porn and then came everything after that. We haven't had a proper smut in forever. The last one to be completed was the 'Chen comes to terms with human mortality ', and that shit hit hard man...

>>45341548
>the last one [...]
meant to say "The last arc to be completed of recently [...]" as a mean to convey comparison, there were no smut there...

you guys write to fast im still on like the 4th thread

>>45341576
Don't worry man, I'm sure you can catch up before the second Christmas special in 2024 when we start preparing for the finale

I'd be funny if it really was the edited copypasta or HSE that caused us to start sliding.

>>45341650
I wouldn't be surprised if it was, actually
they might have it set automatically for one of the lines there because that copypasta was EVERYWHERE at one point

>>45341650
>Anons collectively lost their minds for two days, made entire backup plans and planned migration...
>... All because the two threads they thought were autosaged by 'HSE' or 'Hakurei Shrine Experience' were actually autosaged by a funny edited copypasta that was used twice
Mods must be fucking cackling at us if that's the case...

>>45341677
imagine them looking at the fucking mod feedback people sent in and laughing their asses off

>>45341677
>>45341674
Anons are cutest when they're almost retarded

>>45341688
pls stop bullying me i was trying to be nice

I like to think meidos silently fixed the HSE problem. Now I have to write a story for their favorite 'hu. I'm guessing Wriggle

oh no...

>>45341548
I really enjoyed the Chen and Yamame segment, it was very lovingly written and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy between crying

>>45341698
Listen to it. Now.
>https://youtu.be/1VESxMTo3Mc?si=DcfwJPMmf0MGTewK
it's okay to be retarded, Anon. I am too. And the pasta was funny and nice, can't deny that.

>>45341698
>I'm guessing Wriggle
They've done fun things in the kyouou and futo threads. So, I assume its one of them

>>45341898
Quick have Futo dismantle the HSE!

>>45341698
Wriggle would be nice, be it comical in as she gets obsessed over the HSE's indoors artificial living fauna; porn if you're really into eating ze bugs or something else entirely

There is no writing in the funny fanfiction thread, I will fix this. Here's a short not!Chupacabra cameo.
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At some time during the events unfolding above, a Taotie meets with a friend among the Blood Pools of Hell. They laze along the tepid blood in floats catching up on recent happenings, paddling along with spoon and tail. The Tenkajin scrutinizes her friend who's looking a little worse for wear as of late. "You've been up there a lot haven't you Toutetsu? I don't know how you can stand the light. And you look like how Zanmu smells, are you eating enough?"

Yuuma pauses in her paddling and huffs. "That aging Miko is a lot tougher than she was before and gave me a few extra marks for my trouble. And unlike you Chiyari, I have things to keep me busy."

"Yep, how could I forget about that prostitute you've been buddy buddy with. It's not the worst kept secret in Gensokyo for nothing, everyone knows about it," Chiyari returns with a bright smile, "and everyone's taking bets."

"Yourself included?"

"I couldn't pass up a chance at a gamble like this. No one would dare get in the way of a sand kicking match between the sages, but there's profit to be made in spectating and rumor has it the Keiga family is capitalizing on it big time. My bets are on your side, so do your best Yuuma-chan!"

Yuuma groans at her friend's big thumbs up and beaming smile. "I shouldn't expect anything less from a shut in…"

"Oi, you couldn't call me a friend if I wasn't willing to do you a solid. You couldn't make me go back to the surface, but I know that half baked turtle got in touch with the sage you're butting heads with. While it would be fun to be on the dealing end of those tail tosses you're fond of, I'm not going to step on your toes if you don't want me to. The web of plans and scheming around this makes my head hurt…"

Yuuma looks away and considers for a moment. "Right, a friend you may be but you won't do it for free. You'll want his blood right?"

She winks with fingers cocked, "You know it! It will make the pain in the butt trip to New Hell worth the trouble, if everyone is after him it oughta be some good stuff."

"…I'll think about it."

The laid back Tenkajin returns to propelling herself along with her tail, "Anyway, that cat you were telling me about sounds like a cutie, you should bring her down here and introduce m—"

"No. You're a bad influence," Yuuma snaps back.

"As perceptible as always, shame. Oh right!" she snaps to attention with a clap, "I have to tell you about Miss Grape's latest embarrassment~! See there was an incident in the Oni's hotsprings and…"
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This is just a one off cameo since I wanted to see more newhus and I can't remember if she was mentioned or not before. She is available as a plot device in Yuuma's toolbox if need be.

>>45342013
Nice seeing a newhu here! And Anon's blood? Isn't that shit already radioactive because of all those experimental treatments and such? Not even STDs here outright radiation poisoning…
>She is available as a plot device in Yuuma's toolbox if need be.
will keep that one in mind!
thanks for the chapter!

First 506 entries of the HSE here in chronological posting order!
>>45324110 | part 1
>>45324120 | part 2
>>45324127 | part 3
>>45324134 | part 4
>>45324150 | part 5
>>45324163 | part 6
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Last threads chapters! (from threads that were autosaged)
>>45324297 | 9-Kasen
>>45325125 | Thanksgiving Special
>>45326316 |
>>45326763 |
>>45339779 | 1-Yachie jobs seggs
—
for phoneanons that can't access the dead threads, here's all of them:
>>/jp/thread/44478667#p44783853 | starting point
>>/jp/thread/44802165 | first proper thread
>>/jp/thread/44846425 | second thread
>>/jp/thread/44889557 | third thread
>>/jp/thread/44930736 | fourth thread
>>/jp/thread/44991041 | fifth thread
>>/jp/thread/45037580 | sixth thread
>>/jp/thread/45076441 | seventh thread
>>/jp/thread/45122397 | eight thread
>>/jp/thread/45164037 | ninth thread
>>/jp/thread/45214506 | tenth thread
>>/jp/thread/45270851 | eleventh thread
>>/jp/thread/45324060 | twelfth thread
>>/jp/thread/45332185 | thirteenth thread
—
If everything fails, here's the entirety of the HSE's part 1 (506 entries)
https://files.catbox.moe/jo96iu.rtf | Part 1
https://files.catbox.moe/cxdwig.rtf | Part 2

>>45342013
Now that new 2hu's are being introduced again, does this mean the time travel arc for Koishi Yakumo-Komeiji will start being written?

>>45342472
>the time travel arc for Koishi Yakumo-Komeiji will start being written?
please don't.
Not until we finish the story, at least

We are not dying, we are going to live forever!

a little late to make this joke because I was playing Half-Life 2

>>45342560
amen, brother, amen
finishing the Keine chapter here, had to make a two part, fugg…
>spoiler
it's never late for hl2

>>45301620 (13/-)
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Waking up should've been a relief, but then I looked around—white ceiling, IVs on my left forearm, plain hospital garb, ever-shifting bamboos visible from the window—and sighed, massaging my temples: the hospital bill will be a nightmare to pay off…

Well, at least it means the babies should be alright… The thought does nothing to help with the sudden fear—heart pounding, mind looping back to their melodic crying, hands sweating—but I gulp down the feeling, assessing the other person with me in the room: asleep on a chair; a book resting on her thighs; head bobbing lightly; the bells nestled in her hair softly chiming every time it happened. You precious idiot…

Gently, I shake Suzu's body, "N-No, no more, Mim… Keine?" Her mumbling makes me giggle, though Suzu doesn't share my amusement. "Keine…? KEINE! YOU BIG IDIOT!" Rather, she furiously gets up from the chair, book forgotten, and locks me in a hug so tight I feel like a squeeze toy—she's trembling. "You had me worried sick! Eirin said all sort of things about your condition, a-and how it w-was—" Slowly and quite confused, I hug back, tears staining my patient's garb, which I pay no mind: Suzu's always leaned more on the emotional side, and I doubt the state she found me in was… savory at all. Though this makes me wonder.

"Sorry, Suzu," I softly whisper, the librarian fixing her glasses as we break the hug, her face crooked and surging with anxiety. "I didn't mean to worry you—but how did you know about me? I don't recall much before I pass—" She quivers, eyes tensing. "—lost consciousness. Just some dolls and a half-finished building… What happened?"

She shifted a bit, getting herself together, sniffing here and there. "A-Alice's dolls found you, all covered in b-blood and boo-boos, holding two kids and… Then they contacted Alice, which contacted Marisa, who then contacted me, and we rushed you to Eientei." I hold her hand firmly, which helps her continue speaking—though she gives me those same eyes of conviction she had in the bathroom, her frown creased. "Keine, what happened? All those wounds and blood and… And the kids?"

I moistened my lips, a tiny smile forming on my battered face…

"Where are they now?"

"H-Huh…? The maternity ward, of course—they aren't even two weeks old and—" To Suzu's horror and my screaming bones, I try to get up from the hospital bed. "No, you stay in bed! Stop!" Her hands were upon me immediately, trying to force me back onto the bed, but I gently held them back—my hand on her wrist revealed her fastened heartbeat.

"Don't worry, Suzu." I step on the ground, barefoot as always, and with her perplexed but ready support—after noticing I won’t bulge—, I manage to steady myself. Walking is a different story; my legs are still weakened by all that bedtime and overexertion, but with Suzu to lean on, it's easy to walk up to the door.

Ah… Sometimes I forget how nice it is to have a friend in trying times. "You really should get back to bed. If one of the nurses sees you out of bed—"

"… You heard the nasty rumors about me, right?…" I start, feeling a bit bad for cutting her off but shrugging it off. Suzu looks haunted for a moment—terror that morphs into rage, her hands trembling with violence—yet, she simply nods. "They have reached everyone, even the children of the village…" Children that we adults should guide into questioning the world, seeking always the truth, and not believing things on the surface level. I gulp bitterness. "… They stoned me in the streets, Suzu. They asked me to leave the village… called me a murderer."

She stops, glasses sliding dangerously close to falling off, her eyes boiling with empathetic wrath. I motion for her to keep walking with me, my legs and feet starting to work well enough to the point where I don't have to lean too much on her. “That’s awful," I nod. "Keine, It's not fair…" She mutters, her voice cracking.

"It's not."

Silence grows as we guide ourselves using indicative plaques and signs, and though some bunny nurses look at us weirded out—mainly staring at my patient clothes—we simply greet them and keep on our stroll. They don't bother us. "… I never thought the village would succumb to such lies—to accept it all just because Mr. Hieda said so…?" She looks out of the window to the bamboos, her eyes lost, and my heart bleeds. She's such a good friend; I wanted to keep her away from my problems, she's already so busy… "Where's Mokou? I heard some bad things about her, but thought they were all lies and…" I stare at her, my mouth plain, eyes empty. It hurts me how her heart seems to tear apart. "I-I thought she was your best friend…?"

"… She was."

"Keine… You were alone during all this?" She whispers, holding fast to my arm, eyes bulging. "Why didn't you tell me? I-I'd have helped you, forcefully employed you, been there, and—"

I hug her. Tightly.

"Thank you, Suzu—" Her arms hug back. Some bunny nurses are staring at us. "… But I wouldn't have wanted that."

She tenses with confusion, and I hear a mumbled "What…?" Before gently breaking the hug, her big, inquisitive eyes on me.

I turn, testing my balance, and deeming it good enough, walk up to an immense glass window on the wall, this one not leading to a view of the outside Bamboo Forest but instead vision to an area full of cradles where the most diverse newborns—from purely human to all sorts of youkai—were asleep or being fed.

My eyes focused only on two: pinkish hairs, small, cute wings folded, sharing one cradle.

Joy permeated my heart—they're safe…—, but I couldn't stop it from being tainted like an ink spill by the memories of that night of persecution—always a mistake away of death and demise; to have their melodic cries silenced forever… I hadn't noticed when my hand touched the glass, as if trying to reach them, but the white fury coursing my veins and making it clench brought me from the depths of my mind, Suzu by my side watching it all concerned, her hand drawing small circles on my back. "… Others tried to decide our fates: their mother, Mystia, threw them off her nest because they were born frail and tiny… Stoning my body; whispering lies; deciding I'd birth Akyuu; taking away my job for mere delusion…" The utter rage in my voice made Suzu wince. "… I fought an entire night to protect them, Suzu," I said after a small silence, her eyes tensing. "For their lives. For my life. I fought against thousands… and I won. I didn't stay on the ground. I didn't cry, plead." I stared into her eyes. "I fought."

'No one deserves to be an object.'

Those words of Anon ring truer now than ever. To have your life decided for you, have things out of your control to be used against you…

"Is this what you are planning to do, Keine? Fight…?" There was fear in her voice, features contorted, and I could understand what she might be thinking of right now—violence, blood, those same wounds plaguing my body… Suzu always had an imaginative mind, after all.

… I giggle, my eyes turning to the newborns cuddling with each other, free hand approaching my belly—

"I'll fight, Suzu…"

—my hand retracts before touching it, the other on the glass tightening and though its edge fades away, it gives space to something softer.

I've lost everything—my friend, my job, reputation…

… But I haven't lost what Anon and Suzu taught me. A teacher, after all, is just a big kid that keeps on learning.

My eyes soften, and that giggle becomes a full-fledged smile I throw towards Suzu; "I'll fight… to have my best friend by my side again; to earn her forgiveness. To recover my job… I'll fight for those misguided kids who stoned me; teach them to question what they're told, never superficially believing lies… Suzu, I'll fight to help change the village I call home into a better place. Violence may be needed; history shows you need the pen and the sword.” I turn away from the window and openly stare at Suzu, my eyes big and determinated, body tall, posture decided. I smile lightly, too. "But for me and those kids… I'll fight so we can have a better life."

Against all odds, I won that night.

All that I faced there, however, pales in comparison to people's minds, to lies, to changing a flawed community…

… But like that night, I won't fall.

I look at the kids again—a boy and a girl, sleeping so soundly, resting from the pain they were put through—and my blood courses with two things I can only better describe as: hope and responsibility.

My smile gets a tad mellower.

"… You are planning to adopt them?" Suzu whispers, smile soft. I glance at her, then back at them…

Hope to never give up.

Responsibility to keep on moving, despite everything.

Slowly, I nod.

"Hm, great. Minus two problems for me."

"H-Huh?!" Suzu yelps, hiding behind me, scared by the sudden voice that comes from our side. White-haired woman holding a clipboard, eyes tired, wearing a white coat.

Eirin raises an eyebrow at Kosuzu before turning to me. "Hello, my rogue patient. Already walking, good," she throws at me a bag I didn't even notice she was carrying, eyes glued to her clipboard. "All the medication you'll need for recovery, leaflet with their chronograms is inside. Be sure to rest a lot, drink a lot of water. Suggested diet is also inside; it's a suggestion only in name; follow it strictly," she stops her pen for a moment—when she began to write?—but soon resumes, a small, demure smile on her face. "… Adoption should be easy; they were rejected by their mother and thrown off the nest, after all. And I trust you. Appear whenever you feel like it. Here's the bill. Have a good day."

And the doctor was gone just as fast as she came… “She was observing us this entire time, wasn't she?” Suzu sigh as I nod and look at the hospital bill in my hands, feeling hollow with all the prices and—

I freeze, then I frown…

… And my eyes well with tears.

Confused, Suzu looks at it… Then looks at me, hiding her mouth. I smile. Suzu began crying, too.

'Payment due in X/X/2123'

>>45343211
It's so nice of Keine and Eirin to already be planning to saddle to Jobabies with generational debt and contribute to the financial crisis 1,000 years from now.

>>45343399
Anon, Eirin gave a unemployed mother to-be 90 years to pay off her medical bills, no taxes or interest associated. Only way Keine fumbles this is if she's jobless for a century

>>45343423
Point taken, considering how big of a jobber Keine is I doubt she won't be jobless in that century, i.e not job.
So they'll probably be fine...
Now all Keine needs to do is fine someone to job for.

>>45341631
Don't you even joke about that when the solstice prediction turned out to be true.

>>45315449

Dim blueish-gray light streamed in through the high windows of Hana’s room causing her consciousness to drift up to the surface of her mind. Despite the urge to sleep in and waste away the morning in the warmth of her futon, Hana forced herself up to start the day. Or she would’ve, if it weren’t for the two green haired Komainu she regarded as a sister clinging to either arm of the miko-in-training.

While the two girls did hinder her, she didn’t just want to shove them awake rudely, so instead she squirmed and wiggled her way free of the tangle of their limbs. She kept her more fleshy thoughts at bay as her arms and hands brushed the sections of their exposed body uncovered by their opened and sloppy jubans, a testament to their activities the night before.

Freeing herself from the prison of Komainu flesh she shivered, her own flesh was entirely exposed and as she quickly donned her juban, which lay to the side after being haphazardly stripped off of her the night before. Hana quickly followed up by slipping on her sandals neatly placed at the doorway of the room and took a moment to let her body heat do its work and keep the worst of the early autumn chill at bay.

By the time Hana found herself in the kitchen she had freshened up, was dressed in the cold weather variant of her outfit, and festooned in her father’s favorite apron. The lit stove filled the kitchen with blessed warmth and soon the smell of a modest breakfast filled the air. Hana was a bit distracted with what she had to do and didn’t feel the need to overdo it on breakfast, a simple meal set of rice, miso soup, and steamed vegetables with some salt. It helped that the lunch box she made for Aunn and herself was mostly composed of leftovers and a few fresh sides.

Aunn had groggily entered just in time for the tea to finish, scratching her belly over her now closed juban. The sleep was still in her eyes as she let out a small greeting, by the time she set down at the table and had her tea and meal served she was awake enough to remember to give her thanks before tucking into her meal. Hana sat down with her, and as they ate in silence Hana couldn’t help but be envious once again that she could both sleep in and eat at the same time.

By the time she left her home and passed by the small Komainu statue and miniature branch shrine, now placed in the front of her home instead of in the mouth of the alley, both the Aunns had already woken and gave her a double kiss goodbye. Hana had the muffler and gloves her father knit more than a year ago her keeping her warm and bento box firmly in hand as she walked the dirt road in front of her house.

The road itself was muddy with a few puddles here and there from the rains last night, it looked all the wetter thanks to the overcast skies dimming the sun’s best effort to illuminate the world. Despite the dreary conditions, the road she walked wasn’t bare in the slightest. It was hard to tell the exact hour thanks to the sun being obscured, but judging by the flow of workmen and clumps of older ladies standing around and gossiping it couldn’t be very long past the last crow of the rooster.

>>45344895

It may have been early, but it was the perfect time for Hana go on a nice patrol to collect her thoughts. No one paid attention to her over much, though a few of the older folks stopped her for a moment so they could have her give her blessing as they left offerings of food at the small shrine herself. Hana did have mixed feelings about the mini shrine, but Mima hadn’t forbidden it and Komainu statues needed to be placed in holy places. Besides, with all the talismans and trinkets Mima was having her pawn for her, that and her training was the least she could allow.

Hana walked to the western road heading across the plaza where the merchants were setting up their stalls in a hurry and the tell tale sounds of hustle and bustle permeated the air as well as the smells of cheap foods would once the time was right. She soon left the market behind after loitering for a bit and letting the gossip wash over her, nothing too interesting. Though the rumors of Keine having some kind pregnancy problems did interest her… She’d have to see what was going on soon, she really hoped she didn’t have yet another mother. Though out of all the options Keine wasn’t a bad choice.

The road around the HSE was as usual, a den of youkai activity. Worst yet, they weren’t the ‘good kind’ either, like the ones she knew and was friends with. All manner of hastily disguised tengu, kappa, and the odd fairy or two were busy setting up their stalls alongside some enterprising human merchants. Hana sighed inwardly, she’d already sent a few needles and seals to some of the more predatory merchants like that tengu smut writer among others. Maybe she’d have to finish the job sometime, well maybe when she wasn’t so busy. For now, she’d just have to remember some faces, she had bigger business to attend too.

She sighted the alley on the side of the HSE, as usual, the other buildings seemed to give it a wide berth as if they didn’t want to be corrupted by the sin within. It was fine with her, at least she didn’t have to have any awkward moments of squeezing past stalls just to enter the alley. Though it did expose her to any prying eyes as she approached the service entrance on the side and knocked loudly.

After a moment too long, where she considered just letting herself in the door opened revealing a green Yamawaro, the manager of this place.

Pic related, Reimu yelling at me in a few moments
Just a short for now, my family decided to have thanksgiving late and I was drafted to help with emergency prep since suddenly some relatives were coming over. Had to make sure the house didn't look like a disaster, fuck am I tired and i'll be tomorrow as well. Didn't even have time to get the THP page up

>>45343211
>>45343203
Well I'm not sure how Keine will pull off raising youkai babies in the human village, maybe if she raises them human by the time their toddlers they'll forget their youkai and become human like tanuki or kitsune can.
Also the plan to get back at Mr.Hieda will be good, I can imagine public planet Akyuun coming back for a day and knocking him upside the head with a boxing glove for treating her friend like that

>>45344895
>>45344903
man, I needed some comfiness to start the day well, Aunnlove, autumncoziness, Hanaracism -- good stuff, thanks!
>>45344920
damn, that sucks. Sudden events are a pain to deal with, especially birthdays. Those are the fucking worst. Rest well when you can, writefren
Also it's good you didn't set up the page because as we've come to notice, using two spammy copypastas for both threads was a particular dumb idea... Yep, all that freak-out and it's most likely 'HSE' and 'Hakurei Shrimp Experience' wasn't autosaged, but yes the pastas...
Mods will laught at us until the end of times...

>>45345008
Well the jobabies are only half-human, and we're weak by Mystia's standard, and mind you she's a shit tier youkai.
So their youkai traits might just extend to wings giving them flight.

>>45345008
well, they are half-youkai babies like she and Rinnosuke were once, so that shouldn't be a big problem, especially if she manages to employ the changes she was thinking of
>Akyuu coming back to knock the lights out of Mr. Hieda
heh, not telling anything...

Good day!
https://files.catbox.moe/3w902n.png
Here's the flowchart for writeanons to guide themselves and readeranons to zoom 12x so they can actually read something!

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Learning from Yamame is incredible! She's strict yet welcoming and always lets me, Chen—hi!—do things my way with the condition I try applying her teachings~. I've learned so much in such a short time… Sessions, though, are exhausting, and I'm glad she lets me roam around and explore the Underground during my free time.

Humming a song Mr. Anon likes to sing sometimes and carrying with me a backpack, I float close to the ceiling, thanking whoever created me for the mirror layer of my eyes—very useful!

… Though it's a barren search: barely any actual spider likes deep underground environments, and Ms. Yamame's family will only visit in the end of the month, so no cool spider to see…

Sighing, I spin around, looking for something interesting to see, but all I manage to do is waste time, and—suddenly, my stomach growls.

Oh, forgot it's my lunch break too!

Giggling the embarrassment away, I fly down and land on a nearby bridge, sitting on the handrail and unpacking a mini-box filled with fish pastéis Mr. Anon made—that food we ate together when Ran came to visit for the first time—and a bamboo bottle full of authentic sugarcane juice Ran got from the other side of the world~!

And, of course, three skeins—more inside the bag.

Everything organized and a pastel eaten, tails bopping with the shower of flavor, I pull my pair of needles and start knitting… something, eyes closing as I sip the sugarca—

"Ugh… Look at you, so happy and carefree. You look like you don't have a single worry in the world." A feminine voice takes me out of my little world, puzzled and surprised as I open my eyes and meet iridescent green eyes, like deep pools of molten-liquid pH-0 emeralds—Ran said that's VERY acidic—, astonishingly beautiful jewels on the pointy-eared blonde's face… though, there's a weird rage swimming in there. "What? Something on my face, spoiled brat?"

My ears drop with her tone, hands trembling with the uncalled-for attack. Why is she being mean? Subconsciously, I fetch a greenish skein from my bag. "N-No… why are you mad? I just sat here to eat." My heart accelerated with anger, but I ignored it.

"Well, I don't have anything to eat! I only have this shit bridge to oversee—why don't I, a hard-worker, get something that smells that nice to eat too?" She scowls, and I feel tears welling in my eyes. "Guess what, snotty brat, it’s because I don't have mama or papa to make nice things for me; not everyone is as privileged as you! I also don't have time to cook! I'm just a lonely, ugly woman living in the Underground, surrounded by women much prettier than me with better jobs, too! I didn't have an easy childhood full of love, like you must have had, idiot! So unfair! Gah, I'm so jealous! Makes me so pissed—"

I lunge over her, one of my pastéis in hand and stuff it into her dumb mouth. "SHUT UP!" With her busy trying to comprehend what happened, I hovered next to her leg and kicked her chin, making her yell in pain and kneel… Crying with the boiling rage, I sit down again, scrubbing my face hard before reaching for my needles and utter, trembling: "I hate d-dumb adults like you! I hate! You think you know everything and everyone and can judge just like that—based on what? Looks? Guess-work?!… Saying mean things like that hurts others feelings! BAKA, BAKA!!" Sniffing and with my face red from the crying, I couldn't properly concentrate on knitting, bitterness flooding my mouth and sapping away all the food's taste, my stomach turning.

It was such a quick and sudden interaction, yet it ruined my day…

I looked at her again, my chest swelling with red-hot rage. She was holding her shin still, munching on the pastel, her face lowered… Though I wanted to say much more—let that rage flow out of my heart and attack just like she attacked my feelings—, I couldn't help from ruminating about her words… They sounded so sad.

… Maybe…

Forcing myself to eat the pastel, I catch my needles but don't resume knitting just yet, saying: "Your eyes…" She pauses her munching. "… Are of the prettiest greens I've ever seen. So full of life and emotion." Using green thread, I keep knitting… something.

She doesn't move for a moment, but I can see she finished the pastel… Then, her face lifts to meet mine, and the absolute shine of her toxic irises makes my hands knit ferociously. Her smile trembling, she says: "T-Thanks for the food… It was delicious."

How did she go from mad to happy so quickly?! The feeling was jarring. “Y-You’re welcome…?”

"… You really think my green eyes are that pretty?" She asks, blushing hard, and I bewilderedly nod—! She loudly yelps in happiness and holds her reddened face, scaring the soul out of me.

Who is this woman?! Why was she so mad at me? Was it even me, or was I the first person she found to lash upon her woes…? "Do you want… more?" I offer a second pastel and, practically beaming, she sits by my side and pulls out a lunch of her own—what?! B-But I thou—

“Thanks~I’m Parsee!”

“… Am Chen.”

decided to write some Chen fluff between the next Kasen chapters!

>>45350515
Parsee didn't job... Or does failing to be jealous count as jobbing for a jealousy Youkai such as her?

>>45350551
>part 1 of 2
Parsee didn't job YET

>>45350551
Parsee already jobbed, it took 5 seconds after being fed and complimented to go full dere.
Lonely bridge autist is weak to basic human affection

>>45351138
>human affection
that's cat affection, Anon, and it's a bit more powerful

>>45351233
One could say it was Anon that taught her that trick of romancing autists

>>45351246
>Anon taught her how to get to autists' hearts
Anon passing down his family technique to Chen, something not even Hana could have... Truly, the cat is his only daughter

>>45351295
Don't be so quick to assume, Hana has captured the heart of Yukari, Yuuka, Kanako, and more!
Our little racist just doesn't understand her true power!

>>45351650
a battle of the ages…

Mother and daughter…
now imagine a version of this, but with Redeemed!Mu—same posture, still bulk, yet with a big silly smile on her face

>>45352355
>using the inferior Hana design

>>45352716
all Hanas are beautiful.

>>45352716
That is my favorite Hana though

I know that it was because of retardation that we had our threads autosaged, but for those that were interested please do continue to contribute to the collection on ao3.
We've already got the ball rolling and it would certainly be nice to be able to link it all through there instead a multi post mess like we used too

>>45348268
Good god, its only getting worse and worse. RIP your soul
>>45342165
Might as well post as you please and try to snag the first post, you weren't the reason we got saged after all

>>45354286
I'll be posting the first thread chapter today, was just busy writing these past days

>>45354495
will try next thread, though I like better the compact post

>>45344903

Yamashiro was her name, if her nametag was any indication anyways. Hana had seen her around, maybe even talked to her in brief, but as she eyed the short girl nothing came to mind. Her father did always joke that she had her mother’s memory, a tease that always left a bad taste in her mouth.

Hana looked down at the Yamawaro, most of the time her kind had those large pointless boxes or bags on their backs. However, like most that worked here they went without while on the job, it strangely made them look naked to Hana. Hana knew better than to comment on that and instead opened her mouth to inform her of the purpose of her visit.

Much to her chagrin the manager of this dreaded place cut her off glancing at a clipboard, “Hana Hakurei-san? Yes, please come in, we’re expecting you”

Hana made it a point to not thank her nor give proper greetings when she entered into the building. Only letting a curt affirmation leave her lips while she saw herself in, Yamashiro was quick to side step as she passed by. A shame she did, Hana was looking forward to bumping into her and seeing that annoyingly placid mask of hers crack, or at least see her dirty that stupid leaf colored dress of hers.

Hana didn’t exactly know where the office of Yukari was, but she knew where it wasn’t given her last little sojourn into this place and walked in that vague direction. Takane didn’t say a word as she let the door close behind Hana and took up her position at her shoulder. It annoyed her how professional she was about the whole thing; damn bitch was probably laughing every night at helping torment her father like the rest of these damn tengu and kappa. She’d get what’s coming to her in time, Hana would make sure of it.

The hallway wasn’t nearly as busy as the street outside was, only a white wolf guard that gave Hana a side eye and look like she recognized her and a small tanuki carrying a stack of goods who tried to bow to Takane before almost spilling everything were their company for a short while. As the duo of red and green made their way through a service entrance labeled ‘Storage 1: Hard Goods and unloading’ Takane spoke up in that vexingly professional voice, “Hakurei-san, I know that my word may not mean much… but I would like you to rest assured that my staff and I take strides ensure his health and happiness.”

They entered the large store room, deceptively bigger on the inside and she could feel a small sense of vertigo as the boundaries shifted, this storage room was much more massive than the other. It was at least the length of the whole building itself and consisted of massive shelves with crates of all sorts on one side, and beyond strange metal fencing lied tools, workshops, and other oddities out of place in the village entirely. As a kappa wizzed by in a strange metal contraption that lie low to the ground and its metal pronged arms holding a large crate Hana couldn’t help but feel that Yamashiro’s words were a little flat.

Hana was already testy with the small youkai; her kind were no better than their river dwelling cousins that kind quite literally ate out ass till they killed someone. The only difference to Hana was their choice of colors and amount of greed, and far as she was concerned, Hana would no sooner trust one with repairing the shrine’s kotatsu than taking care of her father.

There was a certain pettiness Hana couldn’t keep out of her voice despite her outward calm, “I’m sure you’ve done all you can to keep my father at the mercy of those women. I’m sure they’ve kept your wallet fat and healthy.”

Hana realized she let out a bit too much bite in her words, but she didn’t care what some middle manager youkai thought of her, “Have any of those women given your kind more business recently? It’s the least those slut tengu could do for all the hard work you do in letting them get their fill!”

They walked into the employee breakroom, inside the brightly lit room was a few tables, a comfortable looking sofa and gentle music playing off of some sort kappa gizmo like the one Kanako had laying around in the living area of her home. A few youkai were resting there, all of whom sat up a bit straighter after the little yamawaro walked in, aside from a group of particularly tired looking white wolves; the bags under their eyes looked a bit heavy as they sipped on that heavenly smelling coffee.

Takane was silent for a bit after Hana’s provocations, and from the glances she stole her face showed some guilt as she looked down and off to the corner, good. She would’ve preferred if she was angrier, she’d delight in seeing her pained face after a few belts with her gohei.

>>45356011

Her words were slow at first but certain, “Yeah, that’s right. Business has been good on the mountain for my sisters and cousins, from what I hear everyone’s been relying on us for all sorts of goods and services as of late.”

This little…! Hana was about to follow up but Takane went on as the passed by a few of the tables of the spacious break room, “That isn’t why I make sure he’s taken care of, I’d like you to not make assumptions about my reasons. My relationship with your fath-“

The white wolves, whose table was getting closer perked their ears up as even their tired brains could pick up on the hostility between the two as Hana cut off the small looking girl, “Your reasons mean as much as the dirt on my shoes. I’d love to wipe that stupid look off your face, you damn greedy slut!”

Takane took a few steps back and a look of fear crossed her face, she glanced over to her right, where the wolves were staring at what was happening with their full, albeit fuzzy, attention. It felt good making this little shit feel scared, “D-don’t be crazy now Hakurei-san, I don’t want to fight and uh, you’re here for a meeting, aren’t you?!”

Hana wasn’t wearing her exterminator face, yet; but she did know that her face was as cold as the rage she felt was hot. She glanced at the wolf tengu who were getting up now, their weapons were ready to be drawn at moment’s notice. Hana’s own gohei, needles, and seals were ready as well. Even though she was outnumbered by several youkai that analytical side of Hana’s mind knew her chances were good, it would take around 3 of the more potent seals each to bind their movement if she targeted their limbs.

She could do it from odd angles that they wouldn’t see coming till it was too late, then once they were bound it’d be easy enough maneuver along those squeezed world lines and land her needles as she pleased. Though, she knew she was being over confident and many things could go wrong even if she did know she could dodge around them like a dance. Besides, if Ran or Yukari choose to get involved… She was probably being watched right now actually, while she would’ve loved to bring the beat down on these small fry youkai, danmaku or not, she had a mission to accomplish today.

Hana forced a smile to her face, that smile almost became a laugh once she saw the nervous sweat on the yamawaro’s forehead form. She raised her arms up, “Right, sorry for getting so riled up. You’re right, I have better things to do than bother with the likes of you today.”

She felt the tension leave the room, but not before some of the tanuki, kappa, and other miscellaneous youkai workers were leaving the room. Seems they suddenly realized that their tasks at hand were more important. Hana felt good at seeing their fear, so much so that she even bowed lightly in apology to both Takane and the wolf tengu squad, “again, I apologize for causing a fuss, I’ve merely been stressed lately.”

It would take a blind man to fail to notice how the yamawaro didn’t take her eyes off Hana entirely, nor turn her back to her as she signaled something to the wolves who relaxed. Well, relatively anyways, they still watched Hana with a wary eye. Hana was practically jovial as she passed by the table of wolves, the yamawaro in front of her and holding open the door for her. Seemed that she didn’t want Hana to leave her sight at the moment, which was fine with the miko.

Now that they were in a more public space, crossing the wide corridor that led the hall where the wide doors of the main attraction, her father, was being held captive. Hana couldn’t help but stare for a moment longer at the relatively normal sliding doors that hid their true strength. However, she didn’t want to give that little runt the satisfaction of knowing the pain that was ever present inside of Hana.

This leg of the trip at least was much quieter, and the second breakroom was relatively more crowded with kappa, yamawaro, and miscellaneous youkai that, judging by their uniforms, ran the stalls, foodstands, and other attractions. In a repeat of earlier most of the employees that weren’t already dead tired, which Hana assumed were the night staff, straightened their backs and tried to appear more attentive.

It wasn’t long before she found herself outside of an office with the nameplate ‘Yakumo Yukari – director’. Takane was about to knock on the door, her hand balled into a fist and destined to hit home when the windowless door opened by itself without a sound. Takane was quick on the uptake to her credit, “Yakumo-sama, your appoint-“

In what seemed to be a trend today Yukari cut her off, “Yes I am aware” she proudly announced in an almost sing songy voice, “If I need anything else I will contact you.”

The Yamawaro bowed respectfully, her aura changed back into the perfect manager she pretended to be, “Of course, I’ll return to my business”

>>45356024

With a sickly sweet smile and a few flicks of her wrist, as if she was to dust a neglected shelf, Takane walked off before giving Hana one last look, was it pity… ? Or perhaps some form of worry? Hana couldn’t tell, nor did she care. She doubted she’d have to remember that unpleasant little thing longer than it took to get her revenge on those shitty mountain dwellers.

Hana’s thoughts were interrupted by the voice of the gap youkai as she called her, “Come in, come in Hana-chan, do not let the sun burn out now~”

Gulping, Hana stepped inside the office, closing the door behind her. She could feel the barrier erect itself, it was multilayered judging by the feeling she got but there was no way to tell its makeup without examining it with time she didn’t have.

Yukari’s office was a very warm affair, blending more Gensokyian aspects like some of the decorations and smell of the incense burning with the outsider-esque furniture that contrasted without clashing. She avoided looking too deeply into her eyes, as always, they hid a depth that made Hana shutter.

As Hana sat down Yukari’s face was outwardly all smiles, hell she may have even been feeling truly happy for reasons that eluded Hana entirely. Hana felt like she was being stared at like she was an object for sale, but still she tried to remember her manners. After all, she was the one that called this meeting, “Thank you for seeing me Yukari-san…” Hana’s voice came out small, she forcefully rectified that, “I was hoping to discuss-“

It seemed that Takane wasn’t the only one suffering today, “Your father, yes? Ran told me as such that you were seeking some sort of dialogue about it. If you wanted to talk about him, we could meet in much more comfortable settings”

Yukari leaned forward, folding her fingers together as she leans forward on her desk, as cluttered as it was with papers and little trinkets that lined the edges it did nothing to obscure her access to Hana should she feel the need to strike. She snapped her fingers, for what Hana couldn’t tell. Though if fear had a smell, she could smell it as the aura in the room changed dramatically and the hiss of the incense burner took on a life of its own. Hana felt her body react as in fear as Yukari continued with every trace of amusement in her voice, “You know I am quite amused you sought me out yourself, I would be greatly hurt if you thought me as some unapproachable monster. We have had our spats and I am sure I didn’t leave a good impression, but I do care about you, my dear”

If Yukari was good at one thing it was catching Hana off guard, “T-that’s not something I care about at all, this isn’t some social visit! You have my father kidnapped and you do horrible things to him all the time, if you cared about me, you wouldn’t have done any of this!”

Yukari’s eyes shine with a mischievous glint, “I would not do what? Kidnap him? harm him? force him into slavery? Destroy his previous relationships?”

>>45356035

Before Hana could blurt out a ‘yes’ with that raging heat inside of her threatening to engulf her into a sobbing wreck Yukari continued, this time her voice void of that playfulness, “Hana-chan, do you not understand?” that glint in her eyes turned into something deeper, more dangerous, “I did all this for us! What would you have done if you kept your course? Whore your father out to that kleptomaniac witch, that shallow shrine maiden on the mountain, or better yet, have some youkai swoop him up like I did all because you did not have the power to protect him and claim what’s yours?”

Yukari was no longer in that relaxed pose as she gave her madness-tinged speech, she splayed her arms out and straightened out her posture. Hana was at a loss for words as that gap youkai let herself speak openly, “What would you have done if your dear mother had come calling early? I’ll tell you what you’d have done! You would’ve let her take him back as she pleased, you would’ve been forced to submit or be broken in like your father was for years! There would have been nothing you could’ve done to protect him from anyone, do you think that witch could’ve taught you anything but to steal?! NO, and you would NEVER have grown as powerful as you are now!”

With a wave of her hand the desk itself disappeared into a gap on the floor, Yukari bridged the gap insanely fast. She moved quicker than a flash of lightning as she loomed over the terrified girl, the first of her tears starting to flow as her jaw quivered, “I do it for us Hana, you can leave behind your horrible mother and insanity of your ‘morals’ that denies you what you truly wish for! You long for him, don’t you?! You want him?! Then you want me! I’m the only one that can protect you, protect him, you know that I can care for you! That I can love you better than your violent drunk of a mother ever could, and when we’re a family we’ll never have to worry about anything like that again!”

That fire burned inside Hana was snuffed as she folded like a deck of cards, she was terrified. She could escape, she could move away from her, but even then, she knew she was trapped in this predator’s den. She was nearly hyperventilating now, and the air seemed to only bog her down with each breathe instead of help. She choked out words between her breaths, “I-I don’t want any of this! I wanted him to love me normally, I wanted him to look at me because he wanted too! Not because… because you forced him!”

Hana squirmed on her chair as she dared to stare up into the face of the monster in front of her, she could barely stand it, “It.. it isn’t too late to stop this Yukari! Nothing bad will happen if you just stop it now! Just… Just let him free and be I’ll do anything, please!”

Tears poured from Hana’s eyes as her legs went cold, “I know you’re not a h-horrible person, you used to be so kind and happy! People would tell me about the good things you did, and how you would help others! Just stop, please stop this! I just want my father back!”

Sobbing to herself, Hana curled up on the chair. She was wrong, very wrong, Yukari wasn’t the women of everyone’s memories. Had she always been fostering this monster inside of her? Was this her true self that she kept hidden? She expected something as she squeezed her eyes shut, a laugh maybe, or perhaps a more of her rant?

When nothing came of the gap youkai Hana couldn’t help but steal a glance after getting a fraction of her bravery back, her eyes were fuzzy with tears, but what she saw was something else. The desk was back, nothing out of order as Yukari leaned against it only a foot or two away. A blush spread across her face as if she was embarrassed by something, she looked coy as she rallied herself and cleared her throat.

Her voice was trying to take that whimsical tone back but failing, “Y-you see Hana-chan. I just, I simply care about you and your father too much to not see you two together” Yukari crouched down, letting her white dress crease lightly as she became eye level with the terrified Hakurei, “I did not mean to scare you, nor snap at you. I’m not angry at you!”

Yukari seemed indecisive for a moment before forcing a smile to her face, “See? I am not angry at all! I did not intend to make you cry…” Yukari reached into a gap, pulling out a steaming cup and quickly offered it to Hana, “Here, hot cocoa… Its delicious after all and… It’ll help settle your nerves!”

>>45356047

Hana had sat there with the cup of cocoa in her hands, it warmed her and feeling that if she’d insult Yukari she would go on another rant, she sipped at it. It did taste good, but she could barely enjoy it between her frazzled nerves and the sage still standing above her, fidgeting lightly as she stared a hole into Hana’s head.

Yukari leaned over again, and after a moment’s indecision she reached out a hand and stroked Hana’s hair. Hana was confused and wanted to pull away, but something told her that’d be a bad idea. Perhaps she sent out the wrong message, because Yukari took the cup from her, placing it on the desk and pulled her into a hug while she stroked head.

It was anything but comforting, and her cooing as she shushed her sounded awkward. Hana never knew someone could stutter a shushing sound before. Hana spoke up like a scolded child, “Yukari-san? What are you?” but Yukari was intent on her course of action, “I just want father back…”

Sighing out sadly, Yukari pulled back, “That is the one thing I cannot do so soon.” She stayed crouching as she spoke softly, gazing into Hana’s eyes, “Hana-chan, I do care for you so. I wish you could see past the mere physical side of your reality and look behind the curtains.”

Her voice soft and calm and the tears from earlier reduced to puffy eyes Hana asked, “Why father? I.. I know you’ve liked father for some time, but why him?”

With a defeated expression Yukari met her gaze, once again a blush threatened to spread out but it was controlled, “Well that… You see…” Hana interrupted, “I knew you wouldn’t release him and just wanted to torment him, I was fool for believing in you…”

A pout crested Yukari’s face, she seemed to reach a decision about something before commenting, “Very well, I will tell you. Honestly… Making a maiden pour her heart out like this…” Hana declined to comment on that, “You see, I selected your father from the outside world for your mother. I knew he was the adventurous sort; I knew his likes and dislikes, I knew that he would admire Reimu-san’s ideals. I knew he could keep her grounded, I knew the feral youkai problems would only get worse and cause a problem. I knew that she would let her anger take control sooner or later, so whoever I chose would have to take his vows of marriage as seriously as life and death.”

Hana unfurled from the chair as Yukari continued, her focus was wavering for some strange reason but she forced herself to listen to Yukari’s words, “It was a trivial task of ensuring that he made his way to the shrine at one of the wilder parties to be thrown, around the time that goddess of the markets became active. You see everyone had money to spend, and it was simple enough to ensure that the sake vendors of the human village would have their better brews on sale because earlier I… ah that is getting off topic.”

>>45356057

Did that dress of hers always accent her hair so wonderfully…? Hana forced her mind back to the matter at hand, “I was happy enough to let the situation be done with, they started dating but I am not heartless of course. I gave him fair warning of your mother’s likely future and he decided to still pursue her, he cracked her heart faster than I thought anyone could. I truly understand the human heart if I do say so myself~”

That smug tone that she took at the end quickly faded only to be replaced by a slightly nervous tone, “After that… Well, it was just… Well… The heart of a maiden heart is fickle, after all. I watched over them, their problems and eventually your mother’s lapse into her sins” She waved her hands as if to dismiss Hana’s budding glare, “Like I said, I gave him fair warning and all but spelled out how it would pan out! Of course, I kept coming over and ensuring that your mother had plenty to think about with her actions and never let her off lightly!”

Hana somehow doubted that but didn’t make it a point, “It was around the time he got pregnant with you, well I realized just how kind he truly was…”

feeling that strange heat again, it distracting her as she imagined Yukari in compromising positions with her father, though it only lasted a moment. Why was she… why now?!

As Hana tugged at her collar, she felt her face flush for entirely different reasons now. Yukari’s own face smirked for a second before she resumed her story, “Your father was the only one that understood me, I could just feel it. He would gaze into my eyes while we chatted and never failed to notice what I was thinking!” Yukari practically swooned, “It was like I was an open book to him, no matter how well I hid what I was thinking he could parse out the information he needed. He always knew exactly what to say to make me happy!”

Yukari wrapped her arms around her waist, letting her arms form an X shape, “Even if his mind could never hold a candle to mine, it was like being under the microscope! For the first time someone could understand me and the glaringly obvious hints I leave. Only Yuyuko-san could ever hope to understand me like that and it felt… Thrilling!”

Clouds hovered over the girl’s mind as she struggled to take in her words in full, had she…? She recognized this feeling! Hana tried standing up, and Yukari took her hands in her own as if it was natural. Hana could barely snuff the thoughts about what those hands she held in her own have done to her as Yukari continued her rant, “I knew that your father would never leave her willingly, he valued her and his lie to himself so much. Ah~, can you imagine it, Hana? To have a man that could fully understand and love you at your disposal?! He was able to withstand so much too, I knew that if I could get him to love me that he’d never leave me. I just had to get him to love me back!”

Hana nodded, her father and Yukari…? They were compatible, at least in bed and they both were so gentle with her too… Like that tim- Hana shook her head, Yukari’s words were worming her way into her ears just as her hands snaked their way up her arms and down her sides, tracing the curves of her body. Hana couldn’t help but choke out, “You don’t only want him right… You want more don’t you? You want…”

Cutting off the miko Yukari tilted her chin up to look into her deep amethyst eyes, “That is right Hana-chan, I want you as well. I realized that both to secure the future of the Hakurei clan and undo the damage your mother has done I would have to take over for her. I had to let her slip and slip until she’d be powerless as her body failed her. I would have to take over for your mother, both as wife and mother and train you myself just as I taught your mother in the proper use of barriers. She has so neglected your training after all~”

Hana couldn’t help but notice how close she was, Yukari was a bit more than a head of height above her and her eyes were drawn to her cherry red lips that were practically inviting her. Yukari’s free hand snaked its way under the thick winter blouse and under layer she wore, softly grazing its way up her belly.

>>45356067

She knew what was coming, she didn’t fight it even as she struggled to make sense of Yukari’s words, “Hana-chan, I want your father, I want you. I want to be your mother and no matter what gets in my way I want to bear your siblings. I’m so terribly missing the joy any women should be able to feel.” Yukari’s fingers brushed Hana’s nipple over her sarashi, “All I need is your help, all I need is someone willing to inform me of the hounds I cannot see but are certainly nipping at my heels. Would you trust me Hana-chan?”

Hana’s breathing was getting heavy from such a simple stimulation as she rubbed her legs together, her own hands drifted to Yukari’s; desperate to touch the flesh she so craved. Her hands never reached Yukari as she pushed Hana back onto the chair. A gap washed over Yukari like a gust of wind and suddenly she was bare if not for the lingerie she wore, it was frilly but unlike before it was something Hana had never imagined before. Both upper and lower garments were functionally useless in so far as covering anything important went, and instead of looking silly it only inflamed Hana’s desire as Yukari kicked a leg onto the armrest of the chair.

As if gulping down her desire she swallowed and could barely keep her gaze from her pink capped breasts or glistening slit whose deep pink flesh was only hinted at. Yukari once again tilted her chin up, as if she wasn’t even allowed to gaze upon her body, and it took everything to not shamelessly tease herself like a youkai in heat.

Yukari gave her the slightest peck on the lips, “Hana dear, what do you say, would you be my eyes and ears? And when all this is said and done, you’ll be my loving and adoring daughter~”

Faces flashed through Hana’s mind: Yuuka, Kanako, Sanae, Marisa … She loved them all, she realized that even now as she is. She thought back to everything they did for her, and everything they didn’t. Of how many of them left her father out to dry, left her to suffer at the hands of her mother without hesitation. How many of them had sat back and watched her mother descend into her destructive spiral and did nothing despite the power they had?

She thought of Aya, Suwako, Alice… They were her friends, potentially even family in another life. Yet how many had come to help her when she needed them most? How many of them merely sat there cowed at her mother’s power or made things worse like that crow did? For what purpose did they serve? Did her father’s suffering not spark any pity in them? No desire to act?

The women in front of her however, she had a plan. Maybe she was right about her, even if she was terrifying at times, powerful beyond belief, and used those around her like pawns. She was the only one to come up with a plan to help Hana. To free her father, as paradoxical as it sounded. She was just… misguided is all, she didn’t realize the extent of the suffering she’d cause. It was hard for a youkai to understand the hearts of humans after all, everyone knew that.

She wanted her father to be free, to choose herself as the one he loved but… Hana knew she had made mistakes, but she couldn’t risk any of these lukewarm women to protect him, not after they let him out to dry for so long only to scoop up what remained when Hana was at her weakest and her father the most vulnerable he’s ever been!

With a soft and trembling voice Hana spoke up, “Yukari… You just have to p-promise me…” Yukari raised an eyebrow as she let out an ‘oh?’, “My friends… You won’t hurt them too much and… You’ll make father happy and let him leave if he isn’t happy, you care about him so… Don’t be like mother!”

Yukari smiled and with a husky passion in her voice she purred, “Hana-chan you’re so cute, trying to protect everyone no matter what… You’re just like your father~” She leaned in giving her another peck on the lips, “Then I promise you that I won’t harm your father, and I’ll make sure to make him the happiest man in the world. He’ll never want for anything”

A predatory grin spread itself on Yukari’s face now, it caused Hana to shutter in a strange delight, “Of course, when you ask for something what do you say?”

That smell… the smell of excitement in the air mingling with the magic laced incense that corrupted Hana’s brain was so powerful, “P-please Yukari-san, promise me that…”

Tutting she placed a finger on Hana’s lips, which she maneuvered away form her tongue as Hana tried bringing it into her mouth, “patience now~ A cute child like you should call me correctly. Call me Mama Yukari like a good girl should~”

Hana couldn’t pry her eyes away from those heaving breasts which threatened to become her entire world, “Yes, yes! Please promise me… Mama!”

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holy fuck, man came out of nowhere and posted half the bible
HANAANON!!… I kneel.

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Hana! Is that way of treating your grandma?! Oh, if Anon comes to learn this, missy will be SO GROUNDED! And I say more, she'll be grounded on the corner for THIRTY minutes! That should teach her not to believe in treacherous old hags!
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Damn, Hana
>gets the power to never be chained down
>gets chained down first by magic, now by trickery
Yukari used all tricks in the book to swoop this girl, down from starting bad but then becoming nice and easily approachable to teasing on Hana's exact kink.
Poor Hana, played around like a goddanm fiddle!
... Well, we have a double agent now. This final stretch will be fucking crazy, not to say about the Solstice; can you imagine the dramatic confrontation between mother and daughter?
Hype~

>>45356128
got curious so I checked
>5284 words
man's insane

>>45356938
>5k words
holy shit, I can only normally write 1200 words per day, and the last Hana chapter was yesterday
dude is a machine...

>>45356079
>“Yes, yes! Please promise me… Mama!”
christ
hana has been officially broken
Was it the drugs that did her in?

>>45357330
drugs probably played a role in it, but Yukari's manipulations made it happen; she has been grooming Hana for forever, knows all her kinks and what gets her going; knows her fears, how to push her to the limit and carefully built the Stockholm Syndrome, all leading up to this point. Though, I think the biggest strength here are Yukari's half-truths. You don't know if she's telling the truth or not, just like Hana, and therefore you must keep on listening and processing, trying to understand what is reality and not, all while Yukari uses that time to narrate an obvious fake reality but that just sounds better and better, never giving Hana time to fully realize or thing, the lies worming deeper with each word; all while Yukari manages to distract Hana from getting real answers out of her.
Eiki must be fucking malding at all this, like outright salivating for Yukari's soul right now

>>45356079
I wonder if Yuarin will reveal the existence of "The Mutt: The Crime Against Nature." To Hana in attempt to bring their family closer together and bond more.
I say this because I want Hanna to reveal the fact to Reimu, "Y-you can't take dad back, me, him, Kasen, and Yukari are going to have a baby."
Que the the disgusted and confused 'mu face.

>>45357539
>Y-you can't take dad back, me, him, Kasen, and Yukari are going to have a baby.

>>45357550
I also want Suwako or some other mother to be there to give both of them a disappointed look, before going off to fight somebody else.
Maybe Hana will even scream it at the top of her lungs before or as the battle begins so as many people as possible can hear.

>>45357638
for the sake of peace and prosperity in Gensokyo after this is all said and done, it'd be for the best if it remains a secret Yukari and Eirin NEVER share...

>>45357683
That's exactly why it has to get out, the chaos, embarrassment, and political fallout would be glorious.
Especially if it was revealed by someone as horny, corrupt, and mentally unstable as Hana.

I still can't comprehend the autosage. How does a harmless collaborative writethread get targeted by meidos, while the fucking Hololive general (which regularly hits post limits, is literally faster than fucking /pol/ AND SURROUNDS A GENRE THAT HAS ITS OWN CONTAINMENT BOARD) is perfectly fine?

I might just consider applying for janny position so I can find out.

>>45358299
I think we're starting to theorize that it might have been the star wars copypasta that got us and not the fact that it was a HSE thread

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worst of all, we used the star wars pasta TWICE in a row...
the Anon that baked those two threads was sentenced to 40 minutes of Silly Music, I don't think he'll ever recover...

“It’s called ‘The Root’ and it’s used to seek-and-channel to any target.” I explain, examining the bracelet tied around Goro’s wrist.

He nodded in reply.

“I’d say whoever made this tool is overly prideful. See this sheen? That’s not just polish, it’s a sealant akin to a wood treatment, it unifies the enchantment on the item and makes it a complete, atomic piece. You don’t do that sort of thing unless your 100% sure something isn’t going to need adjustment later, since removing any part afterwards would permanently break the item. And I’m not exactly an expert on grudges, but I’d guess it wasn’t cheap to construct that thing. As for an age, trying to tell from the beads is a non-starter, but maybe the thread will indicate-“

“That’s quite enough Rinnosuke-kun.” Goro remarked, pulling his hand away. “You shouldn’t give away so many trade secrets for free after all.”

I smiled. “Think nothing of it, it’s not often I see new, genuine magic tools after all. Although are you okay? Having that thing on your wrist…” I gazed at the faint ghost of one of the skulls embedded in the beads “…might have some consequences.”

“It’s too late for that sort of caution now, this thing is stuck here.” He replied, lightly tugging at the bracelet.

I exhaled. “That explains it, when you walked in, I immediately recognized you as ‘The Root’, the item, not ‘Goro’. You could be considered a magic tool at this point.” I said, clenching my teeth at the last part. That wasn’t something you said out loud.

“Like a Tsukumogami?” Goro asked, without a hint of offense.

“Not exactly.” I said, scratching my head. “I can’t read Tsukumogami’s that well. Their independent nature sort of precludes that, although it doesn’t seem like you’ve lost your consciousness either. Just be careful you aren’t being used you might lose your humanity and even yourself.” I say, gazing at the Amanojaku who sat idly at the entrance, poking at a wind chime.

“Seija probably won’t kill me at this point.” He shrugged. “I can just about tell what she’s thinking. Right now, she’s considering about how to make windchimes sound like nails on a chalkboard but is too lazy and sated after our work this afternoon.”

“And that’s my other worry. I’ve never heard of that ominous woman taking on so much help before, that, along with you being with Seija, that bracelet, and those clothes… Goro, I’m worried you’re going to become another troublesome customer.” I told him.

He laughed. “You have nothing but troublesome customers! If they buy any of your junk at all!”

I let myself chuckle a bit. People had stop coming here over the years, but I’d seen an especially low turnout these past few months, so I took whatever companionship I could find.

“Say, I do have one question.” Goro Whispered. “You have any experience with woman, I mean romantically.?”

I shrugged. “None at all.”

“With all the years you’ve been alive?” He slaps his cheek, awestruck.

“There’s no time for how busy I get; you understand that much right?” I explain.

“Ah nuts.” He sighed. “I thought I understood relationships until I was put in the midst of one, now I’m second-guessing myself. Love is a strange thing and I feel like if I treat it lightly then a certain ominous woman will get one over on us.”

“Well, I can’t help you out with that but…” I say, slipping into the back.

Effortless I rack over the ‘mess’ as some people call it, as if everything wasn’t organized the way I like it, and pull out a box, then a case behind it. Opening the case, I fiddle through several sleeve boxes until a small, black box finally pops out. After re-organizing the shelves, I return to the desk and offer the small thing to Goro.

He opens it, smiles, and places it into his robe, not bothering to offend me with offering a payment.

“It’s a little gaudy, but I suppose it’s fitting, thank you.”

“Just be sure you think this through. That sort of arrangement can have consequences.” I smile.

We spent some more time talking about current events. Keine’s false pregnancy and firing(to which he offered help, but knowing enough about her character knew it would be in vain), the rise in the strange comic market, speculation about the winter solstice festival, jeered about how I wouldn’t be as lonely anymore with the ‘new generation incident’, and complained about the rise in produce prices. I’d forgotten how good it felt to have a proper conversation, man-to-man.

All good things must come to an end however and today Seija was that end. She tugged on his sleeve like a child beckoning her parent and looped around his arm, glaring at me as if I was going to take him away. Goro struggled out a goodbye as he was pulled out of my shop.

I sighed. Alone again, wondering if all the changes would make things livelier in the future.

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Small fluff chapter before the old hell bits while I await the Kasen continuation. Still brewing stuff in the background for how that goes.

>>45358365
ey, some Rinnosuke! Didn't think we'd see him again after he became a trillionaire by selling that cool brazilian coin, but nice!
Heh, Rinnosuke knows what's up, even though he has jobbed love all his life; that sneaky box with a marriage ring
>Kasenchapter
Today still, though maybe really late in the night; will get home and finish editing the first chapter of the Ao3 archieve for posting, and a Hana shitpost video I started
Thanks for the chapter!

>>45358365
Goro is literally a tool, I can't believe it.
He'll be a wife guy in no time, I wonder if the gap babies, or at least the amano-mutt might've been some 4D plan from Okina?
I wonder... does the chair hag have a debauched HumanxYoukai agenda?

>>45358629
The gap baby is hard, Okina was surprised when Yukari pulled out the bead in the last Flan chapter after all, though the latter I wouldn't know.
>YoukaixHuman agenda
Probably. Humans breed like crazy, and youkai are very resistant and come in all shapes and forms, with the most interesting and exotic combinations. That's paradise for a pedo like her
in actuality I doubt it. She's tasked with keeping the balance of Gensokyo, and the pregnancy crisis is everything but balance

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Lol, this is all gonna be good ammo for the Takane fluff chapter I've got.
>>45358629
>I wonder if the gap babies, or at least the amano-mutt might've been some 4D plan from Okina?
For the gap children, maybe in a roundabout way, since she did let the bracelet fall into Seija's and Goro's hands, but probably not specifically what she expected since that was before those two went over to Yukari. She did say that she safeguarded the Youkai Hunter's tools and was only supposed to release them in case the balance was threated, so maybe there's some logic like 'I'd lose my status as a God if I didn't do this'.
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>Spoiler
Even prior to the Pregnancy Crisis, the whole feral Youkai incident feels like an indication that independent of the HSE that things may not be so stable.

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Hana is in for some good old-fashioned pummeling to get her shit together
https://files.catbox.moe/faiooa.webm

>>45359092
it's gonna take a lot of dogfucking to get hana back out from the retard camp

>>45359092
Wait... If Hana considers Aunn her sister, does that mean she'll try and fail to recruit to Aunn?
That's hilarious, joining camp retard is the only thing which would cause Aunn to leave her, the only person who loves and tries her best to help Hana unconditionally.

>>45359144
Hana probably won't try to get Aunn in this mess, she'll more likely hide it all from her or, if she'd to tell, disguise it as she closely spying on Yukari, if that isn't already Hana's plan

>>45359168
Hana spying on Aunn, who's spying on Hana.
I guess she could spy on Marisa, but I don't think she would be able to get the important info about slamming Gensoykyo into Makai.
Not to mention her lack of social grace.....

Jobbing even as a spy, not to mention the others spys spying on her spying.

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Seems you all noticed but yes, Yukari's tactics were similar to what Reimu was doing to Hana in the oghanafic.
She'd confront her, enact some trauma(the verbal torrent), play the nurturing mother, then moved in for the kill. The drugs helped push her over edge but its the end result of a lot gappy prepwork. That silly women.
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>the whole feral Youkai incident feels like an indication that independent of the HSE that things may not be so stable
Exactly, it's a reoccurring theme in the printworks that gensokyo is constantly on a razor's edge. Yukari just tipped that balance over the edge
>>45359092
The bonk at the end sold it

>>45358365
Goro seems to be trying to marry the jaku a little fast, though considering his soul is practically owned by her I guess its not a huge deal

>>45360639
Considering it's a Jaku, the longer he takes the faster she'll think they're marrying. If you'd to marry Seija immediately after knowing her, she'd feel as if you took an entire life to do it!

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So it turns out Jaku are the target market for Vegas style drive through weddings...

posted the first thread in the collection in Ao3!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/51884125
please, writeanons, enable adding as co-author, so I can put your names there!

>>45360723
yup, that's the quintessential jaku

>>45324297 (6/-)
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Sat on the table still, Satori on my side; Yuugi on the other, Kokoro and Koishi across the table—the first placid, the latter quiet—words flew between me and the satori, past embarrassment forgotten in favor of elaborating a plan that'd get the Gap Youkai by surprise… Easier said than done: I only managed to trick her because she thought she had an iron-grip on me. That surprise element is gone.

Minutes have gone by, no idea landed. Yukari is too elusive for a simple plan, too acute for a long-winded one—and our time drains like a hose…

… What to do, what to do…

"Overthinking is the road to hell, Ibarakasen," Satori hums with a sharp smile and I sigh, nibbling my lower lip. "Just standing around on the Underground won't bring her out when she finds you—" She glances at Kokoro, the Lady of Masks narrowing her eyes. "—and no, Yukari is not around yet. You have time." Huh…? How did she? "You—barely—have time."

"Do you want some booze, Kasen? It may help you think better…" Yuugi, the kind soul, offers while massaging my tense back—I deny; not time to drink… though her strong hand drawing circles on my back in such a pattern weirdly reminded me of the heavenly massages Anon would occasionally give… The technique is scarily similar…

My mind on edge, though, decides to indulge in the pleasure and thoughts that aren't stress charges by themselves, leaning on Yuugi's hand, who frowns… I groan, and Yuugi looks around the table, seeking help, uncomfortable yet too kind to stop the massage. Satori rolls her eyes—using her teacup to hide her deep blush—, and as the silence prolongs and Yuugi tries to stutter an excuse, my brows suddenly frown… Wait…

An idea strikes me, blossoming a grin on my face. Satori sprays Kokoro with tea. "W-WHAT?!" She yells, and the shine in my eyes is dangerous. "HOW?! I thought you were a hermit! Are you sure you are not just the personification of the carnal act, you beast?!" She slams the table to Yuugi's dismay, frantically looking between us, squirming with confusion. Koishi pats Kokoro's head, which trembles from being soaked in cold tea and spit.

"It's a good plan! If Yukari sees it, she won't question: lust is the only thing that overtakes my mind and my safest b—"

"Impossible! I-I'm not going to bed with you! I refuse! N-Nothing you do will woo me; I'm iron!" She crosses her arms, looking away, face the deepest red I've ever seen, her legs struggling to not cross… Wait, is she thinking I—Satori's face goes pale white. "Please don't say that." Her tone is coy. I gently nod.

… Then turn my eyes to Yuugi. She stumbles on her words when understanding dawns on her—face red, gigantic body writhing in place as sweat pours down her face, which she hides behind her palms, mumbling, "Sorry…"

I turn to Koishi. "I'm pregnant! You'd kill my kid!" She happily says it.

Kokoro negates with her head. "I'm virgin." Koishi giggles for some reason.

I sigh, massaging the bridge of my nose. "Please, we don't need to have sex! We'll just fake it and… T-True, I can't attest to what I'll do, but…" I look around the table again—Satori hides her face in utter embarrassment; Yuugi is struggling to get a word out; Koishi is wiping Kokoro's head with a towel, which blankly stares at me. I need someone with whom I can fake intercourse just well enough to fool Yukari—

"Kasen? What the hell are you doing here?" Seija's voice comes from down the corridor, another set of footsteps following behind, and my whole body freezes. Satori jolts, eyes wide too—she was so hard mulling over the fact I wouldn't actually want to have sex with her, she didn't hear them coming?!

"Hi, Mr—" Koishi starts.

I deeply breathe, calming myself down…

… I'm instantly in front of Seija: there's a small, relaxed grin on her face.

Her face is sunk into the floor the next moment, the entire palace quaking with the dispelled energy of the punch that put Seija down like a meteor. Goro stopped, looked at the unconscious woman in the ground, then at me. "… She deserved it."

I pull my bandaged arm back, towering over the man, face contorted in violence.

He sighs. "Not the face, please…"

… I stop…

And change course to punt him in the stomach—

—then, something sparks in my mind, and, frowning, inspect Goro closely: too square, not my type; the cursed bracelet is gross, not my type; weird hair, weird color skin, the other hand wants to make me puke… Zero sexual appeal to me…

"Goro-san," I say, lowering my fist. "Has Yukari contacted you in the last hour?"

"No, she hasn't!" No hesitation. He then glanced at Seija. "She can attest when she wakes—" I step hard on Seija's neck; a crack reverberates… Screaming, wide-eyed and struggling for air, she jolts up on all fours. Goro immediately kneels before the coughing Amanojaku. "Seija? You okay, dear?"

Panting, she looks at him as he dearly holds her bloodied face, then at me. She can’t speak. I see fear.

"Nope. She didn’t." Satori says from the back…

I smile. Good.

>>45363184
>weird color skin
Wait does Kasen consider humans with a non-green skin color weird?
Or is it Goro-kun Caucasian looking?

>>45363494
>Wait does Kasen consider humans with a non-green skin color weird?
that's the joke, pls laugh.

Poor Satori. Too many firsts in one day and getting mindfucked by lewd pink was not on her long list of things to do.

>>45363184
>He sighs. "Not the face, please…"
Kasen being a lewd pink is always a treat, poor couple though. I almost expected her to try to convince Satori into it, or Yuugi...

>>45363184
Fantastic.
>the cursed bracelet is gross, not my type;
>the other hand wants to make me puke…
I love how Goro's matrimony is half protected by evidence of Seija's abuse.
>And change course to punt him in the stomach—
It's a good thing he's not harboring a baby in there!
The one comment I'd make is that he wouldn't call Seija 'dear' except to jeer her publically. In high-stress situations he's more succinct which comes from his time as a village borderer, E.g. when he met with Takane yelling 'scatter' and the whole fight with Hana.Kind of funny how one word can make something sound off.

>>45363924
it's not lewd! She's just planning and using all the tools in the box!
>>45363972
I thought he'd be somewhat softer after his wife to be had just been pummeled to the point my autocorrect tried to correct "in the ground" to "on the ground" a bunch of times. Heartless Goro...

>>45363544
I want Satori and Anon to interact, not for Anonbowl entry or anything. Only because it'd be funny for Satorin to go to a brothel to meet her sister's baby daddy then be mentally taxed after reading his mind. It'd be cute if she passed out by the time she got to the first Hana incest rondo after touching on the void of his emotions he's been suppressing.

>>45365873
I don't think she'd survive a day in the HSE... Though what you said would be very cute indeed. Maybe I'll write some fluff of that after I finish Kasen

>>45365734
>everytime a secondary is trashed
>my hat gets bigger
can't believe Takane is literally Doug Dimmadome

>>45366821
meant for this retard >>45363972

>>45365734
>I thought he'd be somewhat softer after his wife to be had just been pummeled
It's more like being wordy when the violence has escalated gets you killed. I'd equate it to a D&D player using large amounts of prose when the situation doesn't call for it because they're not face-to-face with an actual 10 ft tall orc who only has a rudimentary grasp of English. Then again, if it's youkai we're talking about, they're certain situations where being wordy would help, like throwing math problems at Chiaotzu, so maybe Goro is being a secret genius because he knows Kasen won't be as hard on a lovey-dovey couple.
>>45366821
I tried to write the bit, but gave up. If only her surname started with a 'T'

>>45367589
>I tried to write the bit, but gave up. If only her surname started with a 'T'
A-Anon?!

>>45367613
anon what do you think her last name is

>>45367669
I know her name, I'm talking about "tried to write a bit", I am flabbergasted we almost had Takane Tamadome, owner of the Gensokyan Experience Tamadome

>>45367719
Yamane Yamadome is better, double points for having Yama twice in her name, double to middle manger Eiki is.

>>45367796
pls don't call her the middle manage! That's not true!

>>45367930
Face it Eiki, Tewi technically has a higher position than you, Yama of the Hell's of Gensokyo, more like Middlemanager of the Hells of Gensokyo.
The other Yama laugh at you manging a shitty other world and having to take bribes from a mega-brothel to make a scrap by enough of a profit to run the local branch of the ministry of good and evil.

>spoiler
the slander? Falls FLAT
the lies? NAKED
and the judgement? EVIL.

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Please don't bully Eiki I have plans to bully her anyway.

>>45368126
Has Eiki reached enlightenment and fucked a Buddha?
Face it, the Yamaxandu gets mogged hard by a rabbitlet!

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Nature is beautiful. Tampering with it? Even more beautiful. Truth be told, there are limits—self-imposed, mind you—I shouldn't break; not because I'd create horrid things—despite that being the easiest mask to use—but indeed that, whatever I make with no restrictions shall bend the world and force the world to adapt to it rather than it adapting to the world.

Gensokyo had to adapt to its two Hourai immortals already…

The thing Yukari is ‘forcing' me to do breaks many of those limits, and however much I fought against it, the moment I delved into it, I knew I couldn't stop. The project by itself had the pull of a Black Hole, sucking in my curiosity like nothing else…

… But then I began profoundly analyzing Yukari's eggs…

100% compatibility. With anything biological.

The gap, elusive as it is, affects her body so extensively that the DNA of her eggs work like a subtype of primordial soup: it accepts everything, adapts to everything, consumes everything… And somehow, it finds a way to integrate anything into its composition. All tests with eukaryotic cells have returned ludicrous results, such as: 'Yukari's eggs absorbed the bacteria and developed a new mitochondria.' How is that not a joke? It sounds like one! Is the Gap really a universal equalizer? Capable of breaching all barriers between organisms…

If I was curious at first, now I am a child alone inside a massive candy store—infinite combinations, infinite uses…

… One simple question opened the floodgates: 'What characteristics can I artificially implant into one of her eggs?'

I rush into testing, scaring Udogein, whom I shush out of my personal laboratory with haste. These experiments shall never, ever see the light of day! She looks at me, concerned—because of course she does—but leaves without another word as I plunge headfirst into research and trial-and-error testing. It's indulgent at first: manipulation of RNA and DNA, breaking of genetic chains and implantation of new strands—all easily done, though with other subjects, results would be disappointing or non-existent.

… But with Yukari's eggs…

Isolating the genetic strand that makes an Oni have horns is easy; the egg takes it and consumes it, lining it perfectly in the chain—then, calmly, I remove it, and the egg restructures the gap without dying—Yukari's height, then: it takes it and I remove it; Hakurei Bloodline, it takes it and I remove. The egg never breaks. Hair color, hair length, number of fingers, adding and removing chromosomes—I don't even realize the massive grin on my face, eyes gleaming with each preposterous success…

My qualms about the child being born crippled in any shape or form were blown away by this discovery—I can simply spot that and remove it like it's nothing!—, it didn't take long for it to dawn on me that I am the first person—maybe in forever—to have unrestricted access to the workings of the Gap outside the user themselves.

The thrill made my fingers tremble.

Giggling and reclining on the chair, I look up at the ceiling, feeling a surge of bliss I haven't felt since I cured Lunarian cancer, 'another step towards purity', hands resting on my belly… Eyes suddenly go wide, glimmering beyond dangerous…

What would the child look like if it had a crow tengu’s flying speed… but without the wings? And Moon Rabbit's hearing, but without the ears? Fairy immortality, but without the natural retardation? Oni strength, but without all the unpleasantness of an oni? Combinations after combinations, all accessible to me through the Pregnancy Crisis—good ones to keep, bad ones to throw away, completely disregarding the natural course…

My eyes slowly go to my belly…

I wonder what the child would look like with white hair… No, that'd be too much—

—I can merge the Hakurei dark hair genetic strand with my white hair strand inside Yukari's egg, and the gap will accept it fully…

… Yukari would never, ever notice.

Hiding my eyes, I finally laugh out loud, slamming my desk, back arched. What is this?! Throwing away limitations to the wind, just like that… Oh, if I had access to this during the making of the Hourai Elixir…

But it doesn't matter! The elixir is nothing compared to this!

Whatever I make here, it’ll be undeniably perfect. A construct of otherworldly beauty, of infinite wisdom, of unmatched cosmic power… And why? Why meddle with nature so thoroughly? To bring forth what may as well be the destruction of the world, or its ultimate savior?

I recall the time I sealed the Earth. If I had made one mistake, like sealed the ozone layer, the sudden shift in ecological balance would've turned the world into a ball of fire if it was day and a snowball if it was night. It was a miniscule chance, yes, but a miniscule chance of ending the world is still a chance of ending the world… I did it anyway.

The world could've ended, but it did not.

That's why.

I may revolutionize medicine, or I may destroy the world…

… It wouldn't be a first for either of them.

>>45368864
some lighthearted, non-cannon fun with Eirin before the next Kasen chapter!

>>45368864
Making it part bunny would actually be a genius move, all bunnies, rabbits, and hares naturally differ towards Tewi and see her as a leader.
Of course since Tewi's, Reisens, the Inaba's, and the Moon Rabbits natural rabbit abilities are all some form of wavelength manipulation she'd probably need to included this as well.

>>45369133
it was just a little non-canonical meme, Anon. Gladly Eirin is not about to create the first God Emperor

some lighthearted, non-cannon fun I'd like to call 'The Intrusive Thoughts Won' before the next Kasen chapter.


"hmm, not bad." Yukari commented.

It felt strange, I felt lighter, more sensitive, and my balance was thrown off. I also felt... fresh?

"Huh? Wait, why did I switch to?!" Seija yelled, her voice much deeper then before.

Looking to her, I could see that she was now more then a head taller then me, more broad, and her features were handsome.

"It's no fun if only Goro switches!" Yukari stated, practically tackling me.

"Hng." I stifled a cry.

Everything felt more intense. My clothes rubbing against my skin, the scent of Yukari's perfume, my own body heat...

"Oh? I suppose having a woman's feelings is a little much for you." Yukari said, making a circle with her finger above my chest. I tried recanting sutras internally to ignore the feeling, but it was futile against her experience.

"How remarkable though, such lovely blonde hair, is this your natural color? It's quite nice and has such a good texture. I'd say you almost resemble Hijiri maybe even myself just a little..." She said next to my ear, while feeling a long lock of my hair.

"And this physique is nice as well," she began, feeling from my stomach up to my breast until she was cupping it. "such a shame to hide your mother's gifts under this gaudy robe don't you think?" Yukari finished, tugging my garb lightly to the side so my breasts would slide just a little.

Before I didn't have such a problem with woman, I was raised amongst quite a few troublesome ladies after all, but with this body and Yukari's teasing... It was such an assault to the senses that I couldn't muster the strength to object or push her away.

"Ah, and what a beautiful face. I had thought you'd be more of a handsome woman, but a dainty complexation suits you just fine." Yukari commented, pulling my chin up with one finger.

"Hands off her you hag!" Seija yelled, roughly grabbing and tearing me away from Yukari. "Don't go thinking that just because you yanked the Miko's husband you can go snatching anyone you please!" He barked.

Seija wasn't as muscular as I was, but her embrace felt strong nonetheless and his scent was rugged and made me feel warm. Even though it hurt when he grabbed me so harshly, I felt comforted in Seija's embrace.

"Now, now, a jealous man isn't nearly as endearing as a jealous woman you know." Yukari began. "I'm doing you a favor after all! We can't admit men into the Shrine and..."

They kept bickering for quite a while, but I didn't feel like listening. Instead, I snuggled and pressed myself closer to Seija wondering if he'd let me fall asleep in his arms.

"Goro? Goro!" He said, shaking my sides.

"Wa-what!" I exclaimed, as if waking up from a trance.

"I said: your seriously not going to let her make you wear 'that' right?" he asked, pointing to salutary Miko uniform Ran was presenting with the strictest of poker faces.

"N-no! Of course not." I yelled, feeling my voice tremble against my control.

Yukari shrugged, but her expression remained one of smug satisfaction "I guess we'll just have to substitute, say, how do you feel about purple?"

>>45369418
'This was an awful idea.' I thought to myself as I stared down the immaculately decorated and gardened path leading to the false shrine.

Even though Yukari's dress was tight, the fabric was so soft that it felt as if every time I moved someone was lightly brushing their fingertips against my skin, The bow tied around my neck was like some terrible sign of ownership, having my ample cleavage exposed like this multiplied my feelings of vulnerability ten fold, and even wearing white stockings and gloves, it still felt like my entire body was exposed.

Surprisingly, walking in the heels proved natural and shading myself with the umbrella over my shoulder gave me some sense of modesty.

"Just a moment dear!" A kind voice called as I approached the shrine.

'Focus, remember why you're here' I told myself, gazing at the bracelet that not even Yukari could remove.

"Ah, Yukari." the man said as he exited the shrine. "I didn't think you'd-" he began nervously, but stopped mid-way.

"I'm not Yukari or a customer, I'm a business associate of her's and she had me wear this as sort of a fancy. My name is Gako, it's a pleasure to meet you." I say, curtseying my dress with one hand.

"Well welcome Gako, I'm Anon, humbled to make your acquaintance." He said, bowing theatrically. "Would you perhaps like to come in for tea or maybe you'd prefer to walk around the shrine instead?"

"I'd like to explore this place a little if that's alright with you." I said, grateful to not see the inside of a brothel. I didn't care how well Anon or Takane might be cleaning the place, some rooms shouldn't be entered by a man and a woman by their lonesome.

"I haven't seen anyone like you around. Are you a villager or perhaps from outside?" he asked, guiding me down a path.

"The village. You may have known my father he was a borderer named Ryouya."

"Old Ryo? I thought he had a son though? Eh, well it wouldn't be the first thing he kept to close to the chest. I remember that time he took a horn to the stomach once and didn't tell us he was bleeding until we were far from the perpetrator." He chuckled.

"He was certainly a private person." I laughed.

It didn't feel like I was meeting someone being held in sexual slavery, no, it felt more like I was talking to a chatty distant relative skilled in conversation. Mentally I noted the ways he varied his tone and gestures, wondering if I could grok some of his skills to retain my charm well into old age.

"So, being an associate of Yukari, I suppose you're here for a reason?" Anon asked.

I exhaled, here it goes. "I need to know how to better understand youkai, intimately. And since you have the most experience in that regard Yukari suggested we speak."

At this Anon looked a little befuddled. "W-well, I don't think a young lady like yourself should be envious of the skills I've developed here. No offense of course! Did you perhaps mean something else?"

"No I, I'm with a 'troublesome sort' and we work together like partners you see, so, If I can understand him better we'll be more capable." I tried to explain.

"What do you mean by 'troublesome sort'?" He asked.

"He's an Amanojaku." I bluntly stated.

"Has he... hurt you?"

"Plenty." I stated, closing my eyes.

"Well, I suppose love covers all wrongs but that, I'd say..." He takes a moment, covering his mouth and thinking.

"Don't delude yourself." He finally says. "Be honest about the mess you're in and listen to the people you trust around you. Coping with someone... misguided, it just leads to more people getting hurt." He nods to himself.

It was true Seija had hurt me, cursed me, and used me for her own gratification. I had ample opportunity and warning yet even still, I let my guard down, too prideful in thinking I'd come to an understanding with her. What was I to do now though, when she loved me and can't bear to be apart? I couldn't ignore the effect I had on her or the destiny of an Amanojaku in this broken land.

Then, a thought occurs to me.

"What if he changed?"

Anon merely shook his head. "If that's true you should welcome it, but people have to take responsibility for the things they've done, otherwise it'll just be the same."

"Then what if I changed instead? Become someone who could make him accept that responsibility." I asked.

For a moment he looks at me then answers. "I'd like to figure that out someday."

For a while we both gaze out into the flower field and the façade of a horizon, both of us thinking about the people in our lives that had hurt us and our own roles in letting that happen. Just as well, I think about how this man was very much the fulcrum on which all of Gensokyo may now rest on, and now our current fate is all because we couldn't be bothered to save his family on which all our lives rest.

But then again, maybe we we're deluded just like him.

>>45369427
A chime in the distance sounds, letting us know our time is at it's end.

"Well, I'll be on my way." I wave, making my way to the exit.

"Uh, one more thing I should say ugh." He begins, waving his hands. "You see, Youkai are more physically durable so don't be afraid to um, get rough and playing some mind games makes them a little more placid if your offense is lacking." Anon stammers.

I nod, stifling a laugh at the older man's honest advice.

---

Opening the door to the bedroom I can see Seija has already swaddled himself with the majority of the blankets and faced away from the door. Laying down next to him, I pull and struggle with some difficulty to get a few sheets to myself, even then, I still have to clutch to his back to fight against the cold.

"Are you still pouting?" I asked, reaching around his waist.

"Ngh." He grunted, not deigning to give me a reply.

He'd been like this since we left the HSE. Yukari had told us that the sex swap should wear off in a day or so and relived us of any duties or jobs in the meantime, telling us to instead 'have fun', which Seija had taken some exception to.

I wasn't to keen on the idea in principle, but I didn't want him to feel jealous of Yukari or Anon and I knew if we didn't do anything that question would continue to linger after we regained our original faculties.

Also there was this heat, a sort of irritation I just couldn't get rid of brought on by all this sensitivity. Plus, with how cold it was and how little my female body had to cope with it, I longed for a warm embrace.

"Not gonna do anything?" I asked.

"Anon not give you your fill?" He sneered.

"I'd rather die then do that sort of thing." I said, rubbing my head against his back.

He turned over and threw the blanket over me, placing his hand on my breast and squeezing it.

"Is that so? Then what were you doing letting Yukari do as she pleased huh?" Seija complained, rubbing my nipple all the while.

"This body is, it's sensitive." I stammer. Trying not to let the pleasure overwhelm me.

"Just because your body is lewd huh? Well, I guess these masses on your chest are a little immodest." He commented, bouncing my breast in his hand. "You sure your mother was human? You don't see the village women getting this big."

"Most bind their chest." I answered, turning my head to hide my blush.

"Make sense, don't want to be looked at lewdly like that slut Yukari. I'll have to buy some bandages for you then, since your body is for my exclusive use." He said, punctuating the statement by licking my neck.

"Mhmmm" I squeal, feeling the slimy sensation against my skin.

Pleased at my reaction, Seija throws himself on top of me and starts kissing me from top to bottom, undoing my sleep garb as he does, until he makes his way to my navel and stops.

"Say you want it." He commands.

"What?"

"I want you to submit." He says, placing his hand on my stomach and gliding it to the part in my chest. "Say what you are, a disheveled village woman who can't help but moan when a Youkai touches her."

"I-I wont." I resist.

Seija glides his hand up to my neck and around to my face. Whispering in my ear he says "Oh you will, after all, you belong to me. Some things won't change even if we're swapped and I know eventually you'll let me have my way."

Unable to take it anymore, I take his face and press my lips against his, we only part when he manages to just barely pull himself away from me.

"Your wrong. Seija, you're mine, all of you, especially your love and in exchange I..." I struggle to say before he recovers from shock "...I'll give you mine. Mutual ownership, it's in our best interests."

Whatever restraint we had up until that point is lost. Seija kisses, touches, and rubs up against me, while all I can do is cling to him and kiss him and his body. It's not before long that he positions his thing between me and enters, it's painful, but with my sensitivity and tight feeling I'll feel like I'll come with just this.

Then as soon as it starts, it ends. "Don't move!" Seija shouts before grunting and struggling against me, from below, I can feel something warm filling me inside. Panting, Seija collapses on top of me.

"Not. A. Word." Seija struggles to say, embrassed.

"What we're you saying? 'Some things won't change even if we're swapped'?" I laugh, pulling him close, physically unsatisfied, but fulfilled nonetheless.

---

In a sweat Hana launches up from her bed, panting. Rubbing her head, she sheepishly lifts the sheets to reveal two Aunn's clinging to her from either side and a wet spot on the blanket.

'Damned Youkai' She swears to herself, letting her head fall back on the pillow.

For the rest of the night she tried, fruitlessly, to forget the vivid dream she had.

>>45369188
I'd unironically be interested in a branch off story where she did, or an entirely separate story where this happens
The brain of the moon becomes Emperor-Mother of the being that conquers the moon

>>45369434
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>>45369418
>sees HumanxYoukai couple in the streets
>does a racism to them
>perverts the woman
>later has a wet dream involving her father and Yukari oggling the human, now in a submissive position, then getting knocked down by the youkai
Hana is the quintessential racist indeed, damn. Can't fucking believe she self-inserted into a human, and, above all things, AS Yukari… to fuck the youkai
Jesus Christ… Eirin gonna go fucking bananas with this during the therapy

>>45369468
>The brain of the moon becomes Emperor-Mother of the being that conquers the moon
damn, when you put it like that, sounds like some hyperborean schizo fanfiction with the most specific kinda of knowledge to understand…
… my exact cup of tea

>>45369468
Don't worry, I've already decided to post it on the next relationship graph update in the next thread.
Alongside some other things, remember I take suggestions so give as many as you please.

>>45369866
Well if not-BigE unites the earth, his mom is definitely going to be a prominent and adored idol for the populace
She'll have the love of billions of beings she considers lesser than her
And a front row seat to her actual people getting steamrollered by her unstoppable genius son

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>>45369427
>>45369434
wasn't expecting my fetish to show up in this but we take those

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>>45368871
>non-canon
haha, anon you know not what you've done
You see, I have some plans
Plans that I cannot reveal here

>>45343211
Good luck with being a mother, Keine!

>>45369418
>>45369427
>>45369434
This may be non-canon, yet this is another funny thing to bring up in Eientei therapy

>>45368864
The real question is Eirin did go through with her plan to engineer the perfect being, how would be the suoorgate? Yukari's body is unable of supporting life so some (un)lucky woman would find themselves bearing a perfect mix-and-match godbeing. Maybe one of the rabbits so she could keep them close at hand, or a woman that can keep a low profile in exchange for payment. or maybe, just maybe Eirin would be so thrilled about this new discovery that she would descend to the role herself? She could control more of the variables that way, after all....

>>45371463
>who would be the surrogate?
There was only one answer from the start, search your heart. You know its true that this girl would be her first choice.

>>45371463
doing it herself would be hotter, and would let you wind the emotional angle better
play it up as only supreme hourai-lunarian biology being up to the task

>>45371505
problem is having a baby is like having a parasite attached to you for 9 months and it's likely that the hourai elixer would say fuck no

>>45371579
Hey if EratohoTW can do it, so can here

>>45371579
Anon please, all that would have to happen is for one of those immortals to not die. Their body lives normally for all intents and purposes until they die and it resets

>>45371579
The exiled pollutes the body with excessive kegare. pregnancy does the same, honestly I don't see why it wouldn't be compatible with pregnancy.
If anything the baby would also probably be a Houraijin.
But that's just my two cents.

>>45371680
crime against nature ultra mutt baby who is also immortal to the heat death of the universe
eirin needs to get a conscious and abort that fucker, now

>>45363184 (7/-)
—
"So: you want us—since Seija won't let us alone on the bed—to fake having sex with you as a means to lure Yukari into a trap because she's under the impression your oni lust leaves you mindless and vulnerable. Then, Lady Satori, that'll be hidden… beneath the bed during all this—" Satori groans, red, arms crossed. "—will use the seconds Yukari should take to realize it's a trap to read her mind and get information about a cult you're dealing with…" The man finished reiterating, and though he tried to hide, tiredness was visible. "I'll give it to you, Kasen-san: In all my years making deals, this is a first." Seija snorted by his side, avoiding eye contact with me and looking sulky as ever.

"Yes, that's the plan." I say, antsy.

"Must I say, however, that there are two things lacking here." He pauses, and I nod. Good intuition.

"What you and Seija gain from this deal is that I won't see you as my enemies. Otherwise, I'll have to knock you two down and, considering my dwindling and growing desperation… I will be using your unconscious bodies for the plan—know that I'll be very sorry if that should be the case." If they move or I feel even a pinch of magic, they're down cold. They know it. I glance at Seija; her bravado means nothing when her hands tremble. Goro nods slowly. Truly, it saddens me to use such means, but the ending far outweighs the means. "Secondly, the aftermath…"

Yuugi by my side tenses, Satori's embarrassment gives way to a sharp smile.

"… We'll talk, of course."

I expected surprise from the both of them, but Seija huffs, and Goro appears somewhat more relaxed. Oh? "Gah, thought we'd see some sage on sage bloodbath…" Seija complains, balancing herself on the chair's hind legs—the urge to lecture her to stop doing that and the risks to herself, as well as how uneducated it is in the presence of others, rises inside my throat, but I—painfully—ignore it.

"I still think we shouldn't talk to her," Yuugi says, scowling with disdain. "Slime, evil witch…"

"Talking does wonderful things to the heart~I always love to chat with Yukari." There's a dangerous smug on her face, and I sigh: She probably just wants to rub in Yukari's face she was able to read her mind. Satori giggles. "Though I don't doubt at least a couple danmaku will be exchanged before the conversation starts, Yukari might be a very rational person, but she's also a maiden at heart—so be at ease, Seija: there'll be some bloodshed."

"Fuck off." She mutters.

"Hm… You've been planning on reading more to pick up cool names for your children." Satori says, her eyes closed, and Seija's face gets so red I wouldn't be surprised she's suffocating. Goro tries hard to hide a laugh as Yuugi, smiling silly, murmurs, 'Aww, cute'. Koishi and Kokoro eat sweets on a nearby couch, carefree.

"I-I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, SATORI—"

I get up, stopping the Amanojaku, who winces a bit. "Let's stop wasting time; Yukari should be finding me soon!" I move away from the table, heavy steps prompting the others to follow me. Feeling the calmness of walking meditation settling in—though my hands sweat—, I glance at the big oni, letting the words stream out. "When Yukari gets here and Satori reads her mind, I will try to convince her to talk. I doubt I'll succeed immediately…" The fair maiden of before forgotten; Yuugi's now an iron wall. "… So I ask you to by my side there, Yuugi—me and Yukari cannot kill each other, for Gensokyo's sake, and this is personal… Spellcard rules will be off the table. I know this sounds terrifying—fighting Yukari without the rules—but alone, I won't be able—"

My words are cut off by a strong hand patting my back, followed by confident laughter. "No need to explain, Kasen! You're my sister in everything but blood—I'd die for you as you would for me." The smile on her face sharpens, rage fermenting in silence, awaiting the perfect moment to be fully unleashed. "And I really want to punch Yukari in the face."

Because a mad Yuugi may be the end of Gensokyo itself.

… Grinning and more reassured than ever, I nod to Yuugi, who then glances at something above my shoulders and nods to me before slowing down her pace to bond with Seija, Koishi, and Goro. "You know…" Satori begins, Kokoro by her side. "Yukari might not be as rational as you think—all you’ve done today, no more~"

I gesture with my head. "She's not that dumb: two sages really fighting with everything and Gensokyo perishes. She doesn't want that."

Satori hums, glancing at Kokoro before continuing. "You are very certain on that." My thoughts ruminate her words, confused at their mystique… I ponder the goose chase I've been doing on the cult, a chase that took me to the four corners of Gensokyo and rendered nothing but some weaklings beaten, which were then collected by Yukari's Gap… For the millionth time I frown with the looping thoughts. Satori groans. "Uh, sages—so much overthinking… Well, try not to destroy much of my palace—you're paying the reforms~"

>>45372193
confrontation chapter tomorrow! Get your favorite 'ENTER' music ready~

>>45371101
Anon…? Y-You aren't planning anything terrible, right?

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>>45356079

There was little in Hana’s mind that made her doubt her actions, at least that’s what she told herself. Yukari wasn’t the monster that everyone made her out to be, she wasn’t the monster that Hana thought her to be either; she knew that now that she talked with her. She was just a little sick in the head was all, she was a little unstable and even though she hurt Hana and her father her intentions were for the best!

Yukari was unlike her mother, who’s thoughts ended and began in bottom of a sake bottle. Yukari wanted to help Hana, help her father too. If the rumors were right, then even her mother was back on her feet; even if Hana knew better than to trust her mother’s short-term rehabilitations it was good news. In Hana’s mind, there was only one woman that had the capability and patience to do so. Honestly, even getting down on her hands and knees to thank her for her love might not be enough.

It was why that now that Hana knew the truth of the matter, she would have to return the favor. Though how eluded her, this kind of thing was the domain of her father. He always knew how to help others and make people smile, though she’d have to be careful in asking her father about it. She didn’t want… want THAT to happen again where she forced herself on him and see him die inside. She didn’t know why exactly Yukari made them do those mean things, but surely, she must have had a good reason. It was Yukari after all.

Hana hadn’t yet figured out a plan by the time she returned home a bit after lunch time, her morning patrol was done and she spent the busy lunch hours distributing the talismans and other trinkets on behalf of Mima. It took a little doing, but once people accepted that Mima had been a god related to the Hakurei god and resided in the Hokora the talismans were easily sold off along with the more traditional Hakurei ones.

At least the money was mostly hers to keep, Hana didn’t know what the future was to hold, so she’d been squirrelling away as much money as she could into a form of nest egg. Hana knew that there seemed to be many dissatisfied with Yukari’s actions, blind they were, but remembering how Aunn briefly mentioned at some point about how Okina had a bet with Yukari of some kind. It was clear the secret god was moving against Yukari, Hana decided that she wouldn’t take any chances.

Okina was one of the figures mother told her well about given her status as a sage and how much of an ‘annoying lolicon lech’ she was. Though the books her father helped her study with to research the recorded legends of the sages and others didn’t help much. Hana was never the kind to study much and she often simply fell asleep in her father’s arms while he read those old stories to her.

>>45372447

At the moment her house was empty and a little on the cold side, both Aunns were out doing whatever it was they got themselves into and Hana could only hope they didn’t try picking fights with anyone that could outshoot them again. Last time Aunn tried gatekeeping the Moyouren temple against unwelcome newly-formed youkai she got beat up enough that Hana had to keep both of her in bed for a few days, even if she did brag about winning that wasn’t the point.

It didn’t take very long to put up the talismans in a chest in the living room and lock it up, not like anyone would steal them anyways. Hana stretched, and considered leaving home to eat her bento out on top of the firewatch tower. Or maybe she’d risk heading up to the Moriyan mountain, something she loved calling it around the tengu on account of how well it ticked them off, the view from up there was wonderful and there was this wonderful little picnic spot on some rocks…

As she ventured out of the living room and towards the door of her modest home the world suddenly gave out from under her, literally. Before she realized it she was falling into a strange pit filled with eyes and…! Oh, Yukari? Was Yukari calling her? Before she knew it Hana fell out of the strange space onto the cold and hard ground right onto her butt. She had looked around, but the forest, sloping ground, and rocky crags of the mountains above her told her only that she was somewhere on the edge of the valley that made up Gensokyo.

She stood up, relieved her bento was still intact and seemed to fall much more gently than she did as she scooped it up. Why had Yukari…? Suddenly she felt it, in the small clearing she was in she sensed another gap open up before she saw it. She whipped around in the direction of the gap tied off on the ends with eyes that stared at nothing yet always seemed to track you. Hana called out ‘Yukari-san?’ to the gap in reality. Nothing seemed to come of it, as the gap merely hovered above the ground.

Hana approached the gap, curious and a little nervous at what was happening. Did… did something go wrong? No way, right? That was when she heard the brush rustling, causing Hana to whip around again, this time with a seal in between her fingers already, as out of the brush came the form of Yukari; clad in her characteristic white dress and purple tabard. The gap closed to Hana’s side with a snap, causing the miko-in-training to jump up in surprise and eliciting a giggle from Yukari that sounded like flowing honey on a warm roll.

This damn woman…! Hana felt her face flush and considered let the seal loose as a matter of principle, but it was quickly intercepted by a gap and landed straight onto Hana’s face. Yukari smirked at the girl that tried composing herself as she peeled the seal off. Clearly pleased with herself at a little prank gone right Yukari spoke with a near sultry undertone, “Good afternoon, Hana-chan~ I do hope I didn’t catch you at a bad time. It’s time for your first lesson of many.”

>>45372193
Well, bullying the jaku with overwhelming force and threatening to rape her and her human are a very effective way of taming her. I'll keep that noted for future reference
I'm looking forward to the Yuugi/Yukari fight, I wonder if Yuugi's strength would be enough to overcome gappy's stupidly tough body.

>>45372481
"[Devious Rebellion]!"
"Don't you see Yukari, no matter what you do your enemies will conspire against you and succeed as long as I stand against you."
"Now face me [War God Manipulation]!]
I just like Yuugi calling out the facets of her abilities as she activates them.
It's dorky and cute!

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>>45372461
interesting, wasn't Reimu able to use the gap at some point when teaming up with Yukari? I wonder if the hag will teach Hana that, another thing for her gonga giga arsenal, and another thing to jobb about~
thanks for the chapter!

>>45372501
Considering Meiling canologically reads manga i'd really enjoy seeing her dork out by calling out all her moves like that while trying to imitate her favorite shonen protags.

>>45372540
Yes, Reimu has been showing to be able to use gaps in the printworks and fighting games, albeit of a different nature given how they appear differently than Yukari's do. Between that and Kasen's own gap abilities its implied its an ability that can be learned rather than gappy's thing itself.
Though none of them can manipulate boundaries its still interesting to see how universal that ability can be.

>>45372447
>once people accepted that Mima had been a god related to the Hakurei God and resided in the Hokora the talismans were easily sold off along with the more traditional Hakurei ones.
does this dumb, poor, dumb racist not realise that by spreading the belief that Mima's a god related to the Hakurei Shrine, she's going to actually make it reality?

>>45372567
Hana got that Yukari Brainrot
>can't think straight anymore
>can think only about Yukari's dotes
>all formulated sentences are her being an apologist to Yukari's many crimes
No wonder she doesn't want to bring it forth to Anon, I'd be ashamed too

>>45372567
Sounds like Mima's problem
Hana likes gods even less than her mother does, I doubt she cares further than if she can make a few bucks off of it.
Though I do wonder how Mima's being marketed since a god of scholarly pursuits would only be popular among students, mages, and alchemists.
I hope Mimafag comes back and elaborates He never will RIP

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>>45372501
heh, that'd be incredibly funny, though Yuugi is too pissed off at Yukari to chuuni-out like that

>>45372646
he was killed at the Retard Autosaged Exodus... pray for Mimaanon's soul

>>45372672
Anon... he was dead before that, last thing he made was the Marisa birthday arc that never got resolved. Which sucks cause I wanted to reference it at some point just to make Hana's seduction by Yukari properly gut wrenching

>>45372740
Sad, no birthday party, no Enoko, no Kirisame-san.
I liked the birthday setup, having events to plan around is good, i'm pretty sure the Cirno story which ended weeks before the festival is still the farthest along?
I can't remember which stories have referenced the flyers going out for the festival, which happen the month or two before the festival happens?
But I'm pretty sure most have passed that point now, so we're a ambiguous amount of weeks and a month away from the festival.

>>45372924
>I can't remember which stories have referenced the flyers going out for the festival, which happen the month or two before the festival happens?
Yeah I haven't mentioned the flyers themselves yet, though more than a few stories have mentioned the actual festival themselves

It had been a couple days since Lemontene accidentally found out about Mima’s revival & befriended the shut-in scientist Asakura Rikako and her janitorial robot. The little goblin had quite the time to reflect on all that had happened. “End of Gensokyo as we know it” huh? What a horrifying concept. Fairies don’t often need to think about the end of anything really, much less something as deep as existence itself.
Well, okay. Fairies aren’t THAT clueless. It’s just that due to never having to seriously worry about anything like death means the most experience they have to the concept of an ending is when that one ice cream store had to permanently shut down due to a rabid bullet ant & termite infestation.

Anyways, Lemontene decided to go back and visit the misty lake with what remaining time she had left. Despite not being the place she respawns at whenever she died, She basically considered it her home with how much time she’d spend there. It’d been a while since she last went there. Ever since the Hakurei Shrine Experience opened, Lemontene has been somewhat hyperfixated on operating her refreshment stand. When was the last time she ever took it easy & went stone skipping? Or just took time out of her day to hang out with other fairies her (mental) age?

Waltzing into one of the lake’s most famous forest hotspots, Lemontene was greeted with an unusual site. It was a folic of fairies and some other smaller-tier youkai. But they weren’t happy like they usually were. Like they were supposed to. It reeked of anger & vitriol.

“YOU DID WHAT WITH YOUR CHILDREN?!?” Daiyousei asked calmly.

“Calm your pits, I only gave them to the lady that runs the school you guys go to. I think she’s currently on a camping trip somewhere.” Replied Mystia. “The two were frail and I have several more left in bulk. It’s gonna be fine. No skin off anybody's nose.”

“That doesn’t change anything! I just… Why would you do that?!? Daiyousei once again asked calmly.

“Chugga Choo Chuu! Team 9, roll out!” Cheery Donut mindlessly spouted, donning the most forced Irish accent you can imagine.

“Cheery, you’re not helping deescalate the situation. I’m starting to think you weren’t a good choice for our new leader.” Wriggle intervened.

“I dunno, I think it’s working” Eternity Larva said, reeking of sarcasm.

>>45373159
Hmmm? What was this? Why was everyone gathered around like this? Lemontene couldn’t really recall any sort of reason as to why they’d be here. Perchance there’s a surprise tea party! Yeah, that must be it. And you can't have tea without a nice lemon garnish! Oh yeah, this is exactly the kinda emotional pick-me-up she needed! The look on big sister Dai’s face will be EPIC! Okay, here we go!

“Hey Guys!” Lemontene spouted as she jumped out from the bushes. “Lovely day for some competitive rock skipping? Been a while since we’ve-”

“Kill yourself you noobish immigrant. PLOOPYHEAD! We don’t need you of all people here right now. Go do something else” Daiyousei hissed back.

“WOAH WOAH WOAH AYE AYE HEY!” Wriggle bit back. “Dai-chan! You can't just spout the P word like that! Who do you think you are, Bruce Lee? Look, I know we're going through a lot but that doesn't mean you can just say things like that! What if a human heard you call them that? You’d get spanked with one of those weird bug swatter things that hurt really bad! Do you want to set a bad example for-”

“I honestly don’t think I could care less about my vocabulary. And unless you support feeding your newborn children to your local teacher, I don’t think you should either. My mouth my rules.” Daiyousei replied back.

“Wow. Okay, I’ve heard enough. I come here to have fun and prank people, not receive a rootin’ tootin’ lecture from somebody who doesn’t even have a real name. I’m leaving. Later DORKS!” Mystia pouted. Extending her wings as she flew off into the cloudy sky.

“Wait! Wait! Please don’t go comrades! I’m sure we can fix t'engs!" Cheery said, exasperated. If you couldn’t tell already, she was not ready for this position of responsibility.

“...I’m sorry but… I… uh… gotta use the bathroom. I think I’m gonna follow Mystia. SEE YA!” Wriggle lied, quickly following Mystia’s idea and exiting stage left.

“Guys…”

“You know what? FINE! I’m a strong fairy. I don’t need this stinkin’ stupid friendgroup anyway! You’ve done nothing but hold back my true potential! I can solve the mystery of Cirno’s disappearance all by myself.” Daiyousei pouted, storming off into another part of the misty lake’s forest in a fit.

“Yeah, I’d say I’m about done here too. I’ll be busy hibernating in my cocoon. Wake me whenever you guys stop acting like you have brooms shoved up your buttcheeks 24/7.” Eternity said.
With her leave, the entirety of Team 9 had unceremoniously disbanded in record time. What a lame ending to the (((self-proclaimed))) strongest group of gangsters in Gensokyo. Lemontene didn’t even notice it at first but some mainstays like Rumia, Hikariko and Clownpeice didn’t even show up at all. What on earth happened here while she was out in the human village?

>>45373159
>>45373159 (You)
Hmmm? What was this? Why was everyone gathered around like this? Lemontene couldn’t really recall any sort of reason as to why they’d be here. Perchance there’s a surprise tea party! Yeah, that must be it. And you can't have tea without a nice lemon garnish! Oh yeah, this is exactly the kinda emotional pick-me-up she needed! The look on big sister Dai’s face will be EPIC! Okay, here we go!

“Hey Guys!” Lemontene spouted as she jumped out from the bushes. “Lovely day for some competitive rock skipping? Been a while since we’ve-”

“Kill yourself you noobish immigrant. PLOOPYHEAD! We don’t need you of all people here right now. Go do something else” Daiyousei hissed back.

“WOAH WOAH WOAH AYE AYE HEY!” Wriggle bit back. “Dai-chan! You can't just spout the P word like that! Who do you think you are, Bruce Lee? Look, I know we're going through a lot but that doesn't mean you can just say things like that! What if a human heard you call them that? You’d get spanked with one of those weird bug swatter things that hurt really bad! Do you want to set a bad example for-”

“I honestly don’t think I could care less about my vocabulary. And unless you support feeding your newborn children to your local teacher, I don’t think you should either. My mouth my rules.” Daiyousei replied back.

“Wow. Okay, I’ve heard enough. I come here to have fun and prank people, not receive a rootin’ tootin’ lecture from somebody who doesn’t even have a real name. I’m leaving. Later DORKS!” Mystia pouted. Extending her wings as she flew off into the cloudy sky.

“Wait! Wait! Please don’t go comrades! I’m sure we can fix t'engs!" Cheery said, exasperated. If you couldn’t tell already, she was not ready for this position of responsibility.

“...I’m sorry but… I… uh… gotta use the bathroom. I think I’m gonna follow Mystia. SEE YA!” Wriggle lied, quickly following Mystia’s idea and exiting stage left.

“Guys…”

“You know what? FINE! I’m a strong fairy. I don’t need this stinkin’ stupid friendgroup anyway! You’ve done nothing but hold back my true potential! I can solve the mystery of Cirno’s disappearance all by myself.” Daiyousei pouted, storming off into another part of the misty lake’s forest in a fit.

“Yeah, I’d say I’m about done here too. I’ll be busy hibernating in my cocoon. Wake me whenever you guys stop acting like you have brooms shoved up your buttcheeks 24/7.” Eternity said.
With her leave, the entirety of Team 9 had unceremoniously disbanded in record time. What a lame ending to the (((self-proclaimed))) strongest group of gangsters in Gensokyo. Lemontene didn’t even notice it at first but some mainstays like Rumia, Hikariko and Clownpeice didn’t even show up at all. What on earth happened here while she was out in the human village?

>>45373194
“Oh… okay. S-See you guys later, I guess.” Cheery Donut wept. She didn't seem to be crying or anything but good grief that expression on her face was hard to look at. Lemontene, deeply concerned for a friend’s wellbeing, walked up to the poor fairy and asked a incredibly philosophical and very tone appropriate question for this scene:

*Barfs out a lime cutely* "Hey, I've only been here for a few minutes, what's going on?"

…

The next hour or so for Lemontene was kind of a blur for all she could remember. After she and Cheery Donut finished playing some rounds of stonetossage to lighten the mood, Cheery elaborated on what was happening in the world of fairies while ‘Tene was gone.

“Okay, so after that failed Hakurei Experience disguise, Cirno just sort of disappeared? I mean she made a few brief appearances the first few days after the event but after that? No clue. I remember us searching high and low for any trace of her for a month straight but… NÍ CHUIREANN SÍ CINN AR AON!!” The donut fairy babbled, stressed and exhausted. Good Gravy please stop speaking Irish.

“While she might’ve not been the best personality-wise, Her amazing achievements were such a big inspiration for us fellow fairies…” Cheery continued. “You and me, The fairies of light, and especially Dai-chan. She’d never just up and leave us like that, right? Personally, I have a theory that she was kidnapped by a giant toad. Bet 8 bottle caps it’s true.”

Wow. Maybe it was just bias from the looming threat of total annihilation, but the Gensokyo Lemontene loved has felt so gloomy ever since she helped Rikako discover Mima’s secret plan. Was everyone else always this out of whack? No, that can’t be correct. Swear it wasn’t like this months ago. Eternity would never say something akin to that broom comment.

“Dang it! This was supposed to be a fun time yet all I’ve gotten today are these strange & complicated feelings and a tummy ache!” Lemontene muttered to herself before proceeding to throw a large stone across the misty lake in rage.

“Heh. You can say that again! For me, I still have no idea why everyone elected me as the new leader of Team 9. I don’t even know what the word “Leader” means! I just say stuff to look smart.” Cheery Donut shot back.

Well this sure was a bust. But hey, there's probably not much time left now before Rikako ignites whatever plan she’s cooking up. Maybe after they defeat Mima and those weird dolls everything will go back to normal…
:(

>>45373213
>>45373194
>>45373159
Poor tene deserves better, also I never expected Cheery to make an appearance outside of that OC thread. Bravo for that alone.
I'm looking forward to Tene joining the jobber squad by accident.
Reminds that I still need to do that three fairies chapter and start the great fairy war 2.0. Nothing bad will happen, at all

>>45372461

The warmth was being sapped from Hana, despite the thick material of her dress the occasional gust of wind found her body even from behind the windbreak of a boulder she sheltered under. Yukari had just finished talking her ear off about what she considered the ‘basics’ of barrier construction, and it took all Hana had to pay attention to her words. At first Hana had followed along, Yukari had gotten a measure of Hana’s knowledge about barriers earlier, and tailored her lesson well enough. She did know more than most about their construction and how they could be overlayed with spells of all kinds, but she quickly learned just how much of a novice she was.

Hana had always thought she was good at messing them, she liked playing with them at times and could make a good barrier that could trap most kinds of youkai. She could even keep spirits out and seal off areas with them if she needed to, though she did admit the bigger it was the more of her energy it stole from her to make it; she rarely tried using it in danmaku.

Still, Yukari’s explanation as she went into the multiple layers of the Great Hakurei Barrier and its foundational principles, how it interlayered with the terrain, was dependent on the earth and sky itself for maintain it’s shape, and how it worked on principles of fundamental physics on the metaphysical and quantum level entirely flew over her head.

It was like trying to keep up with a chat between Shinki and Mima as they talked shop… At least Yukari seemed like she was enjoying herself, which was a plus… probably…

By the time Yukari switched tracks and got Hana into a meditative pose Hana was desperate to do anything but listen to her blab on and on about mathematics that hurt her head the more she tried to understand them. Hana sat down on the rocky surface littered with small fragments of boulder from processes she didn’t quite understand. Yukari was more prepared it seemed and pulled out a thick looking blanket made out of some strange material and laid it out on the ground before taking a seat of her own in front of Hana.

Yukari didn’t seem disturbed by the stronger wind over much, wind that strangely didn’t seem able to remove her hat from her head, nor by Hana’s looks of jealousy at the warm looking blanket that Hana went without. Instead, Yukari instructed Hana to close her eyes, which Hana did without fuss. She didn’t even have time to muse of how trusting she’s become of a youkai before Yukari’s voice guided her.

Hana ‘floated’ around the peak of that mountain, not really, she was in a mental space she knew how to construct as part of her miko training. It allowed her to visualize the barriers as a physical and tangible thing, to touch them and ‘read’ them like they were a book as long as she could focus on them. Something that she knew was still a sign of immaturity, her mother could read barriers much easier and Yukari could alter them on the fly.

She listened to Yukari’s voice, as if they were a guiding light in that space she was in, they lead her around as Yukari helped Hana to focus on the massive wall in front of her. Instead of some grand sheet of solid stone Yukari helped make sense of everything, unlike before where she babbled on and on about things Hana didn’t understand.

Today’s message was simple: Instead of looking at a barrier like some imposing force, you should see it for what it was. A wall with a purpose, a purpose that can be summed at any segment of it much like how a stone was a fraction of a boulder. Each barrier could be reduced to a piece of itself yet still carry all its properties. As Hana ‘touched’ one of the layers in front of her she could see it, it was like looking at a roof made up of clay shingles. Each little bit overlapping and slotted together to form a whole, and if you could remove just a part of it… You could manipulate it without ruining the whole thing and place it back without anyone ever noticing…

>>45373508

Hana’s eyes opened soon after her little sojourn into that mental space, for a second the peak of the mountain was overlayed with a grid like pattern whose lines extended across many different vertices. That image was quick to fade, and before she could focus on its Yukari stretched her back and stood up before doing the same with her legs.

The blanket disappeared as Yukari yawned, “Ahhh~ Honestly, I have not had to explain the basics of barrier manipulation since Reimu-chan was a fresh-faced whelp. Naturally a great teacher such as I made it easy enough to follow along, no?”

Yukari looked overly smug as she spread the fan over her face, was… was she being serious…? Hana couldn’t tell so she simply gave a vague agreement, “T-that’s right Yukari-san… I learned some good for sure…!”

Well, at the very least her eyes were bright as she closed her fan, the compliment clearly accepted. Yukari turned away from her as a gap opened up, “That’s it for now, don’t’ be a stranger now Hana-chan~”

W-what? Was that it? Hana shouted out her name as she scrambled to her feat despite the protests from her sleeping leg. Yukari stopped in her tracks as she gave Hana a glance over her shoulder, her eyebrow was cocked slightly with the levity in her eyes only a trace of what it once was.

It scared Hana, after all she knew well what she was capable of… But if she was going to help Yukari as a daughter and dispel the illusions that everyone had of her… Hana continued despite the trembling in her body not being caused by the chill in the air, “I-I want to know if you want to have lunch! I haven’t eaten yet… but I packed a bento and…”

The gap didn’t close nor did Yukari move at all aside from her arm extending out the fan and bringing it to her face, “I am a busy women Hana dear; I must decline.”

Yukari took a step into that gap but Hana lunged forward, covering the few feet between them and grabbed the hem of her sleeve with another shout. She didn’t know why she was going to such lengths, maybe… maybe she thought she looked lonely…? Either way, the squint in Yukari’s eye did little to dispel Hana’s fear; It was exactly like… Hana didn’t dwell on the dark memories in her mind that Yukari’s joyless eyes conjured up.

Before Yukari could respond Hana shouted, letting her voice carry above the wind, “P-please, I want you to taste my cooking and us to s-spend time together! P-please Yu- Mama?”

Those eyes, as deep and purple as the sky when the sun was just about to set, closed for a second. With a sigh she reopened them and closed the fan in her hands, “There is just no helping such a cute daughter who admires her mother so, is there?”

Her eyes softened and Hana couldn’t help but see the small smile crest the edge of her lips as Yukari wrapped an arm around Hana by the waist, pulling her into her warmth as she pulled them both into the gap.

Nope, I'm totally not procrastinating doing something else and writing to avoid doing it... nope not me... Totally won't write more fluff...

>>45371505
"Mister Halurei, allow me a moment of your time to explain myself before we begin. I'm sure you can keep a secret? Good. You might be aware of Yukari's attempts to be pregnant. Something that is impossible for her. Something she should have accepted by now. With the amount of times she's attempted it and with the drugs I've been supplying her, you could have easily impregnated scores of women. Congratulations by the way. But I digress. You see, as part of her attempts to have a child she has given me some of her eggs which has opened a fascinating area of research for me. To put it in terms you could understand, It allows for free manipulation of the genetic code. It's not even a matter of hair color or removing genetic disorders. One, but that I mean me, can introduce completely new elements and it'll accept them. The speed a tengu, the strength of an oni so much more, all mixed together flawlessly. You could create gods made flesh. It would a revolution. But as I'm sure you know, an egg alone does not life make. Yukari's eggs are actually perfectly healthy, but her body simply rejects any sort of fertilization at all. With just a bit of tinkering and a new environment , they will develop. My body will work for this. No, In-vitro simply will not do. Seeing how it will develop naturally is very important. You have nothing to worry about, you've done this many times before and with the drug I gave you, the chances of you failing are nil and I will take on this task of caring for the child. Come on, don't you want to be known as the father of the perfect being?"

>>45373213
>>45373194
>>45373159
fairy drama always makes mr kek, just so silly. Though, poor Tene; stressed out of her mind, called the P word and having to skip stones with an Irish. The horror...
Hope she can at least get that off her chest to Rikako or the robot
thanks for the chapters!

>>45373512
>>45373508
Ah, just a nice cute chapter about Hana being taught by Yukari, I suppose there's nothing bad in the en--
>Before Yukari could respond Hana shouted, letting her voice carry above the wind, “P-please, I want you to taste my cooking and us to s-spend time together! P-please Yu- Mama?”
Hana... You're embarrassing the whole bloodline, good God. She'll be devastated when the truth comes forth...
thanks for the chapters!
>>45373520
I think you're literally me...

>>45374358
Hana WILL heal Yukari
Hana WILL be forced to carry the ultra mutt!
Hana WILL be becomes Yukari's true daughter!
Hana WILL solve this incident!

>>45374382
>Hana WILL be forced to carry the ultra mutt
Patient too unstable. Impossible to determine what may happen to the fetus during geometry bending. Also STDs, mainly from having sexual intercourse with dogs. Poor subject. Rejected as possible mother for the Ubergod Child
>>45374015
That's what the say: "if you want something done right you do it yourself"

>>45374408
>lso STDs, mainly from having sexual intercourse with dogs
Aunn bullying is NOT allowed!

>>45374408
carrying the uberchild will be okina's punishment once the hana yakumo and yukari duo kick those fuckers to the curb and win the anonbowl

I'm not all the way through reading this entire mess, but I'm legit surprised reimu hasn't totally snapped at yukari's fuckery causing literally everyone to cross the line. At this point I'm surprised she hasn't full blown torn down gensokyo's barrier and told everyone to fuck themselves, especially considering how abusive and pissy she is normally according to this fic.

>>45375449
Honest answer? Everyone danced around it for the same reason Heca, the moonies, and others weren't included.
Fic answer? Yukari's been keeping her at bay with a combination of gaslighting, propaganda, barrier fuckery, and she's been weakened by two decades of alcoholism.

>>45375449
she already kinda snapped, but:
>old age, body deteriorated by years of alcoholism and lack of training, no one to take care of her, depression, food supply dwindling with no donations
so it was hard for her to keep up with stronk, young youkai like Yukari, who is keeping Anon as bargain chip and punishing her. Don't know where you are in the fic though, so will stop here

>>45374408
>That's what the say: "if you want something done right you do it yourself"
But Eirin's womb is just as bad as Yukari's. She's literally older than dirt.
Now obviously, Kaguya would be the ideal choice, as she is already perfect, but since Eirin obviously wouldn't want to push the burden of pregnancy on her, it's all but guaranteed that Reisen will have to pick up the slack and spend the next couple decades producing Eirin's horrible crimes against nature.
>>45375532
That reminds me, I really should get started on Hecatia's gag ending.

>>45375937
it's not crimes against nature if nature bends to your deeds! Reisen would indeed be the best choice, mainly because Eirin can micromanage perfectly the development of the uberchild, though this mean she'd have to do two special eggs… damn, the fucking drama: two siblings carefully engineered by a mad genius separated before they were even conceived, navigating the hellish political landscape of future Gensokyo and trying to bond. That's a whole fanfic on itself.
>That reminds me, I really should get started on Hecatia's gag ending.
I can only imagine, and my sides are already orbiting Saturnus…

gentlemen and 2hus in disguise, I bid your attention. Just wanted to thank everyone for these past two months now that the project has completed its second month of existence. Very gud, very funny. Got too invested. Will name a species of spider I discover in the future as 'Yamame'.
just wanted to say it. Thanks, again!

>>45376131
>mainly because Eirin can micromanage perfectly the development of the uberchild
Oh Eirin, she just never learns, does she?
You'd think that the Lunar Invasion would've taught her that she cannot control everything, especially where the gap granny is involved, but she's just so convinced of her own capabilities that she never considers that perhaps she made a slight error in one of her predictions.

She may be able to manipulate the egg as much as she wants, but when the fetus matures, the gap's curse will inevitably twist it towards the single absolute truth that Yukari will never be able to escape, and Eirin will finally realize that the youkai's infertility was always a subconscious defense mechanism to protect her against the ultimate nightmare.

>>45372193 (8/-)
—
A ping in my mind. There she is.

There's no giggling, no satisfaction—only cold rage. The image of Kasen holding open my Gap loops in my brain constantly, together with a tint of… Fear. Seija utilizing Goro to reverse the state of my gap is one thing; it tires both of them and is unreliably… Kasen not only hijacked away my command over the gap but also used it. I swallowed the twisting feeling inside my belly, a drop of sweat cascading on my nape… No. It was a one time thing. You'll never be this careless again, Yukari. You're this powerful and at the top of the food chain because you never, ever commit the same mistake twice.

I force a smile, gulping down the shake of my hands and, prepared for everything, open the gap around my hyperfocused sense of Kasen's magical signa—ugh… Of course. My eyebrow rises with disgust at the vision: On a double bed on all fours, being pounded from behind—likely by Goro, hard to determine with the blankets covering her—, face buried in the Amanojaku's breasts, both women's hands exploring each other's bodies, was the honorable hermit, loudly moaning in pleasure. Shameful display.

Considering the furniture and… 'partners'—not sense of magic, too focused on Kasen’s for that—she's in Satori's palace. Was she there seeking help but got caught by her own lust in the way…?

Makes me want to vomit just how pathetic she has become, all because of a simple, small mistake~my good humor returns and, gracefully, I go through the gap, standing above the threesome, parasol in hands: "My, my~Ibarakasen. Enjoying yourself?" I say with triumph as the three freeze, Seija's eyes jolting open as Kasen slowly pulls away from her chest. "I feel cheated, truly. I thought I, you and Anon had something special… But you simply cannot control yourself, right? The lowly beast you are, one that deserves a tighter leash from…" Kasen finally turns completely to me. Alarms immediately blare inside my head. "… now on…"

Kasen has a very specific expression when blinded by her lust: foggy eyes, wearing her lewd desires like a sundress…

… Kasen's eyes are lucid.

The sirens are nuclear and, eyes wide, I pull the blanket over Goro—he's clothed. Kasen is clothed.

What the…

"BLEH, AUUUGH!!" Seija spits, cleaning her chest with her powers, absolutely disgusted as she leaves the room, pulling Goro with her, who signals his hand with a familiar fashion… an ultimate deal…?

Kasen gets up, staring at me, as sane as ever… And she grins.

It clicks.

"SATORI!" I yell, looking around for the other pink pest, skin burning when that inactive gap I placed in her powers appears—How did I miss it?! A delighted laugh echoes throughout the room, elevating the agitation of my nerves to a whole new degree—

Elegant as she can possibly be, the satori materializes from beneath the bed, face reddened and legs slightly crossed—but with a shimmer in her eyes that mocks me, "… The almighty Yukari Yakumo, a victim of her own prejudice." She stands by Kasen, narrowed third eye judging me. The desire to just rip her head off her shoulders is immense, but I'm Yukari Yakumo, and I am not dumb: killing Satori without a replacement would be a disaster to Gensokyo in so many levels—nuclear energy, spiritual balance, safe passage of all spirits—which she knows well, thus her smug. "Though, I must say… That's one ingenious plan, Yukarin~!" Kasen tenses up. I don't even try to tamper with Satori's mind—she'll never get rid of that gap that lets me control her powers, but such a gap also prompted her to shield her soul and body the way only a master of the spirits could.

Try manipulating that, and I'm vulnerable to attacks.

My, my…

I narrow my eyes at Kasen… And giggle, pulling out my fan as the edges of my eyes smile. "Clever, Ibarakasen. Very clever… But you don't expect me to sit here idly while Satorin tells you all my dirty secrets, right~?" The fan hides half my face, yet the other half yells of past wars and blood, two massive gaps flanking me, the eyes inside uncharacteristically wide and focused. Kasen doesn't even tremble; her eyes ironlike…

… She's rather calm for someone who's about to be pummeled to the—

The wall where the doors to the room are exploded inward. Before I can even glance, there's already a fist eclipsing all my field of vision, and it's pure instinct that saves me—

——

Yuugi's punch sent Yukari flying through the room's wall, exploding all of it like and shaking the rest of the rooms shaking with power greater than earthquakes; the Yukari missile clipping through the fence wall, reality delayed before thick bricks and soil flew up as if an underground deposit of gases had commenced combustion. The sheer suction force of the displaced air pulls outside the bed and other furniture in the room like a tornado—on the horizon a cloud of smoke rises, the Underground trembling.

My grin hurts my face.

Yuugi simply huffs, cracking her knuckles. "That's for playing games with my sister, evil hag."

>>45377000
a bit earlier today!
also, picrel was the inspiration for le punch
can't fucking believe I missed that first line in the penultimate paragraph, good God… reread THRICE your chapters, anons…

>>45377000
I'm now rooting for a Yuugi ending. Not even a romantic ending, just Anon being free to have fun with her.

>>45379158
I'm intending to write a little chapter for everyone I wrote about in the course of the project, together with the epilogues of course

>>45377000
Gappy got slappyed

>>45376286
I'll hold you to that now.

Weirdly silent today

>>45380141
The Uberchild talk of yesterday left anons flabbergasted, quite wordless and, might I say, vexed...
... Or we're being haunted...
most Touhou discussion threads go silent during the afternoon, though. Even the waifu threads. Work and school do that to you

>>45283182 (33/?)

As the next day approaches its end, Yuuka once again makes her trek up the mountain to meet with her guide. Surprisingly, the girl was once again there on time.

Taking the moment to enjoy the view from the top of Youkai Mountain Yuuka comments, “From everything I heard, I had assumed you would be harder to work with. I find myself pleasantly surprised.”

Tenshi huffs, “Who was spreading rumors about me? But to answer your… condescending comment, everyone eventually learns that you have to play by certain rules around here or else. Reimu and Yukari sure beat that lesson into my skull. Besides, you’re not as helpless as the other residents of Gensokyo. Tsk, how lowly do you have to be to not only ignore the advice of a celestial but also attack her for trying to advise you?”

Most of Gensokyo is happily raping a man and harassing his daughter. Perhaps lowly is too kind of a word to describe them, though is Yuuka any better? No, she is worse, far worse. B-But she can think about that later, at the moment there is work to be down. Pushing any lingering thoughts away Yuuka says, “They have a very similar reaction when a Yama does it, I wouldn’t take it personally. But that’s unimportant right now, I hired you for a reason.”

Rather than be put off by Yuuka’s backhanded admonishment, Tenshi puffs up with a smirk. Placing her hands on her hips she begins, “Right, let’s get down to business. My plan to smuggle you into heaven is as follows: I’ll begin by flying us up to the outskirts of heaven. After that, you can go and do whatever it was you were going to do.”

That’s not… well technically it is a plan, but why is she so proud of it? Had she paid Tenshi with something other than Wriggle’s old shonen manga, she’d be throttling the celestial. Still, Yuuka can’t help but make a comment, “I see, a clever plan. Its extreme simplicity will surely make it a success.”

Tenshi nods enthusiastically, “Well yeah. It’s night so everyone will be inside or tired and even if they notice something coming they’ll sense that it’s me and leave it be. It’s brilliant if I do say so, everyone expects breaking into heaven to require some grand plan so they’ll be blindsided.”

Yuuka wouldn’t be surprised if celestials do leave them alone because of Tenshi, though perhaps not for the same reasons Tenshi thinks so. Nodding, Yuuka says, “I couldn’t put it into words better myself. Now if you would.”

Leaning back, Yuuka floats with arms behind her head. Tenshi does a double take before reaching under Yuuka and supporting her. It’s nice, though there’s someone else she’d rather have carrying her. Eitherway, it works so Yuuka stops supporting herself with magic.

Tenshi almost buckles at the change in weight, but recovers and holds Yuuka up with gritted teeth. With a bit of strain in her voice finally, Tenshi asks, “Why did you uhh the drop the flying stuff?”

Yuuka gives a nonchalant grunt, “I paid for this, didn’t I? Do you help the palanquin workers after hiring them?”

Tenshi is taken aback by that, “I’m a celestial, not some lowly-” Tenshi pauses as her eyes dart from Yuuka to the ground before settling on the cliff face. Without another word, Tenshi begins to fly up towards heaven.

Closing her eyes, Yuuka can almost pretend that she isn’t being carried by Tenshi. Instead, she’s being carried through the Garden of the Sun. The full bloom of spring is in the air and there isn’t a cloud in the sky. Beside her, Hanna merry skips along. There’s a crown of flowers on her head and the tension in her face is gone. Every wrong is in the past and the vileness of the HSE has been replaced by a hopeful future. A hopeful future with—Tenshi.

Roused from her dream, Yuuka is sad to see the blue-haired celestial rather than Anon. Still, that can only mean they’re here.

Tenshi lets go of Yuuka so that presumably she’d fall to the ground, but Yuuka is more than prepared and instead levitates to her feet.

Rubbing her arms and sounding rather tired Tenshi says, “There, we’re done. Services have been rendered and you’ve already paid, so there’s nothing more. Remember, if you get caught, I wasn’t involved.”

Yuuka nods, “Of course. Your performance was passable, though perhaps it could be made better with inflight entertainment.”

Tenshi pouts, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Without another word, the celestial flies off back to Gensoyko, leaving Yuuka alone to find her way through heaven.

>>45380500 (34/?)

It feels like Yuuka has been climbing forever. The mountain didn’t seem any taller than the one in Gensokyo, but then again she was in heaven. It wouldn’t be too surprising if she wound up on some never-ending mountain symbolizing the path of enlightenment or some other equally annoying abstract concept made manifest. The fact she’d be forced down from the sky by something definitely doesn’t help the case.

Still, the story should negate that, right? If this was a mountain of enlightenment, then going into exile here would have a very different meaning to what the villagers were talking about. That being said, she’s assuming that the tale was true. Given that Gensokyo is a land of belief there is a good chance that the villager’s story is true, but she has been climbing for a while…

Why is she even going through with all this? No gift can soften the blow when the truth comes out. And it will come out, that much is certain. Nothing remains a secret long in Gensokyo and if those filthy writers are spreading rumors, it’s inevitable that Hana will hear.

Is that really such a bad thing, though? She hurt Anon. The magic of the place and her suppressed instincts played a role sure, but she was the one who tore his skin and cracked his bones. She’s no better than Reimu really. So why is it that she’s up here climbing this mountain?

…Hana’s smile. She’s seen it briefly—a spark of joy from getting down a spell or a moment of warmth caused by the Komainu’s antics. It’s a rare thing, but those flowers in Yuuka’s garden that bloom only once a year are the most beautiful of them all. That being said, Yuuka can’t imagine that smile ever not being radiant no matter how many times she sees it.

Yuuka wants to make Hana smile, that much is certain. Perhaps it’s a matter of pride? While she’s seen the girl smile, she’s never made the girl smile herself. After all, the girl, rightly, is afraid of her. In that way, she’s like a flower Yuuka has never cultivated. A plant denied the soil and care it deserves to flourish and yet whose potential still shines through.

That sounds right, Hana deserves to be happy, and what greater joy is there than allowing a neglected flower to bloom?

Reaching up, Yuuka’s arm grasps a handful of air as she sort of trips over the top of the ledge. She made her way to the top it seems, so does that mean? N-No, that’d be silly. It’s probably a coincidence.

Looking across the top of the mountain, she spots the little exile easily. There are not many colors in a place so desolate, so it stands out.

As she approaches, it stands aloof unwilling to greet her. She’s not in the least bit surprised, one willing to refuse the demands of the Jade Emperor is not going to bow to her. She doesn’t need it to bloom for her anyway. All that matters is that it’s waiting to bloom for someone and Yuuka has a feeling she knows for whom it waits.

Taking the plant from the soil, she takes great care not to damage its roots as she transfers it to a pot. Turning to leave, she sees a figure who’s apparently exempt from the ‘no flying up the mountain’ rule.

In a booming voice, Iku declares, “Yuuka Kazami! Your trespass into heaven has not gone unnoticed! Leave before-”

Yuuka cuts Iku off, “Very well.”

Iku seemingly not comprehending Yuuka’s words replies, “SO BE IT! I will drive you out of-ah, ‘very well’? You’re just going to leave?”

Yuuka nods, “This place isn’t as pleasant as I assumed. I’d like to go home.”

Iku snaps back, “It’s far better than Gensokyo proper! That you'd even think to call it unpleasant. Humph.”

Iku quickly catches herself and schools her expression after that, “No matter. I will escort you out of heaven now and I must ask that you never come back.”

Rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated. Still, it’s been a little while, I’ll admit. Thanksgiving, issues with the dishwater, and the boiler giving out in late November will do that to you. The latter two issues are over with and the new furnace is going to be working soon. I’m not too happy with these two posts, but I really need to start on the birthday stuff. As for the talk about Mima’s godhood, things will happen to bring that to the forefront, don’t worry.

>>45380522
>>45380500
Reminds me that I had a whole chapter of Yuuka and Hana bonding that I put a hold on in favor of her and Ran's conversation so I could finish up the meat and potatoes of Hana's plot

>>45380500
>>45380522
>two dibs in a row
your return is blessed, Mimaanon! glad to see ya around!
Ah, so that's what Yuuka's doing, I didn't even think of Tenshi in the last chapter; so impossibly cute of her to just go to fucking Heaven, ascend the mountain of enlightenment and get Hana a cool flower. Flowermom may be the one to cure Hana's retardment or, at least, plant the seeds of doubt about Yukari as a whole
>spoiler
Man, I get you; my fridge broke, had to get another, it arrived 5 days late AND it was fucking broken; then we disputed 11 days with the seller and had to sue because they were refusing to come and pick up the broken new fridge, all while the family had to use a minifridge for essentials and leave all our perishables and meat at a friend's house. It was fucking hell the whole month
I quite enjoyed if I say so myself, but that's because I'm really into introspection. Very hyped to see what you do with our beloved flowermom! Thanks for the chapters!

>>45373412
>also I never expected Cheery to make an appearance outside of that OC thread. Bravo for that alone.
I'm surprised. I didn't think anybody else other then me remembered her.

>>45377000 (8/-)
—
I look over at Kasen and Satori; sounds of crumbling all around us—the satori sighs. "You are paying." She pouts at Kasen, and the joyous giggle and light in her eyes fills me with hope: That's the Kasen I know! That I brawled so proudly with! I can't resist the call and pat their heads: Kasen huffs; Satori, red, shushes my hand away. The others come into the room. "Kokoro, Koishi, please protect our guests. Orin, go fill Okuu in what's happening… Exercise caution, Yuugi, ok?" She tries masking her concern; I laugh.

"I'll hold Yukari for as long as you two need." I crack my neck, fixing my yukata. "This body has seen a million fights already—this will just be another one." I look at Kasen approaching me, hand stretched, and, grinning, my own hand goes forth—the handshake makes the whole palace tremble again. Some recoil; Satori sighs, massaging her temples.

I laugh out loud and, bidding my farewells, fly like a thunderclap towards the cloud of smoke where Yukari crashlanded, my smile fading.

I don't have delusions about what a battle like this means to me; the Gap without restrictions is just… scary. Does that mean I'll stay in idly watching? Arms crossed as my sister suffers? No.

I know there's little I can do against Yukari, and buying time for Satori to share the information is all I can do now.

… And I'll do that to the best of my capacity!

I land on a rock, the dislodging boulders above cascading dust clouds and, more concerning, a heavy stream of water from above. I cross my arms, staring at the pouring groundwater… Suddenly, all dust is dispelled, a chain of gaps surrounding the area. Holding her parasol, Yukari comes from behind the new waterfall, ripping it in half to make passage.

She stops, gazes at me, and, calmly, dusts herself off.

I grin, tapping my nose.

… A fine strand of blood pours down from her right nostril. She narrows her eyes, and a gap takes the blood away. "Yuugi Hoshiguma. Your greetings were rude."

"That's how we Oni do, Yukarin. Be more careful next time." It's hard to keep the hatred from my eyes.

She huffs, looking bored. 'I'll make sure to deal with you at the proper time, Oni. Now, I have a dog to tam—"

"Running away from a measly Oni? That's how you're going to act when they come to tear your brothel apart?" She freezes, though eyes lack surprise. "Hm…" I look around as the water continues to pour, forming a small lake that spreads thinly but surely. Lifting my knee slowly, I watch as one of Yukari's browns rises… Then, I stomp the ground, and Mother Nature responds: immense barrier-like spikes and little mounts rise all around us, shaping the earth. Yukari watches, unimpressed, as what once was a desolate area and stage for a forming sea is now a basin. "The city doesn't have to worry about another inundation now—it's nice to take care of your community, isn't it?"

Yukari sighs, feeling the sheer magic in the rocks. She can easily break it and escape, but she'll have to stop for two seconds to do that—

"New fancy trick? Weaklings… All the same." The gaps around me quiver.

—and I won't give her even one.

Blasts of Danmaku destroy vaporize the water I stood on, and I'm onto her again, gaps popping into existence—some aiming for my mind, but finding nothing short of a thick fortress; for the utter confusion of the Gap Youkai, who dodges a rain of punches. I'll never admit it—it's so embarrassing…—but wielding unexplainable phenomena goes as far as my understanding goes. I don't understand the reach of my own strength, so it goes as wide as I need it to go, for example…

And by not understanding a word of the Gap, it's easy to shield my mind from it… True, it just means that I'm dumb—but it works!

It does nothing to the other approach, where she just casts methodical rain after rain of blinding light over me, streams of pellets and beams coming from all directions thanks to the Gap, burning my skin—yet I smile! Pushing her against tight ropes like this, dodging for dear life; getting bruised all over, but certain that Kasen is achieving her goal as I do it…

Can you taste this, evil hag?! This fist in your face… is called retribution!

I land—forming a crater—and rush over to Yukari, who, rather than dodge or attack, releases hold of her parasol and meets me face up, pulling her arm back and—our clenched fists meet with shockwaves creating whirlpools in the water…! My entire arm trembled, blood busting from my hand's knots… yet I smile through the pain. Manipulating the gap of her strength to go above mine? We trade blows, ending in a reverse tug of war, trying to push the other, expanding the violent whirlpools. "Look at you: an Oni that can't overcome a wall! One minute, and I’ll be done~!"

She might've wanted the banter to demoralize me, but a grin arises, the world around us exploding. "One minute? You put my sister through a life of hell, that poor man too… To put you through a fraction of the hell they went… One minute is all I need!"

>>45381571 (8/-—p2)
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The strength of an oni means nothing against the technique of one, and though powerful Yukari may be, she can’t manipulate the boundaries of skill: she dodges well the first volley of punches and kicks—wide and broad—, fully immersed in pride and ego; going as far as getting physical with an Oni. The second volley too is sharper and tighter—and then, after analyzing her patterns and skill, the third volley comes and is so magnanimously oppressive, those purple eyes of her, always so analytical and incisive, struggle to keep up with everything, going farther than everyone but Suika—then, another perfect punch to her face, ripping the small pond we stand in two and sending her flying backwards as a lighting flash gap pops into thin air, the woman starting to sink there—

My hand catches her ankle, and like a devil, I pull her out—

—a burning Spellcard points at my stomach. My forehead hits hers, sending her crashing into the pond and lifting tsunami waves; the full power of her unnamed spellcard blinds the world like a storm and sends me flying up like a mortar shell surrounded by boiling vapor, body fuming all over—but before gravity can make sense, I'm hung in the air by a mighty hand, looking up to see one single purple eye staring back, rainbow death of light charging in her free hand. Releasing myself from her hold is impossible, so I rip my blue yukata and fall backwards, dodging like crazy the world of danmaku, my upper body protected by a bandaged bra and a ripped yukata…

One million battles, just another one to imprint in this body.

She's already on me again, elegant in every move, though sharp as a razor, without an ounce of blood or a scratch permeating her figure.

I pant, now on the ropes, barely capable of escaping the sheer onslaught of the following Danmaku, Yukari not committing the same mistake of trying close quarters with me again, heh…

… In my head I count the seconds, and though some would get hopeless by the fact Yukari needed mere ten seconds of battle to make me bleed, I can't help grin a tad more: Every second that I keep her in this little cage is another second that Kasen and Satori have to discuss all the secrets the latter got from inside her head.

I can see it as clear as day in those wide eyes of her, almost shining purple: rage cold as the top of Youkai Mountain.

… 11 seconds gone, 49 to go…

One minute of hell for the both of us, indeed.

>>45381599
next Kasen chapter is the last for now! Takaneanon, thanks for lending me Goro and Seija, won't be using them anymore since the following conversation will be between Yukari, Kasen the Oni Alliance and Satori, sorry for the heavy bullying!
ugh… fucked the numeration again

>>45381599
I always like stupid strong characters like Yuugi, while everyone is going on about their special technique, intricately crafted magic, or unbeatable ability, Yuugi just punches through all of it.
Even though she also has a busted ability, 90% of the time her raw presence and physicality is capable of winning fights on its own.

>>45381773
same man, same

>>45381599
>>45381571
This fight was made all the better that I was listening to FotNS sound track by chance

>>45381673
>between Yukari, Kasen the Oni Alliance
This pretty clearly isn't referring to what I thought it's referring to but these recent posts have made me hyped for their inevitable confrontation

>>45382627
>filename
Konngara is not returning after getting the Yuugi. Though, would Yukari even let any of her subordinates get close to the underground? There'll be a lot of drama if Konngara disrespects her orders to go meet with the other Four of the Mountain

>>45382486
man, I fucking love fist of the north star ost, wish I listened during the chapter; was looping Necrofantasia and Dish at Mt. Ooe -- the two go along surprisingly well, especially because of the contrasting tempos. So nice...

>>45380593
glad you went for the meat and potatoes, Mimaanon is cooking some weird stuff here with Yuuka
not complaining tho, fully into this

>>45387307
I have no idea where he's going with this but it's fun so far. Now that the Hana Yakumo stuff is finished she's pretty set for the finale. That said I have a lot of fluff I want to write.
Yukari healing, debauchery (shame Kasen pulled out of thr Yukari empire, I had some weird ideas to try out), A 'mu and 'anna meet up, bonding with her various moms... and Tewi..., Kaguya and Hana's friendship/Eirin stealing Hana's genes to stabilize the uberchild(maybe lewd), great faries war 2.0, and much much more.

>>45387481
damn, man is writing the entire HSEU by himself here. Nice to see it's not just me teeming with ideas here, though, I'll be leaving most for after the finale.
Hoping Meilinganon awakes someday; Ayaanon hasn't had a cardiac arrest and Suzuanon finds his way out of the sleepy realm
also
>(shame Kasen pulled out of thr Yukari empire
don't be so fast, chief

>>45384537
Fist of the North Star is overrated, chud.

>>45381673
>sorry for the heavy bullying!
It's all for the grind! No pain, no gain! No shame, no fame!
I'm writing the next piece, but I'll wait until your next post when the situation is mostly resolved to make finer adjustments.

>>45343211 (14/-)
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Entering the Human Village feels again weird, like it's been a lifetime—three days since that night of carnage—and though the stares and whispers are still plenty and developing in the strangest manners, each souring Suzu's mood by my side more, I… really don't care. They do bother me, true—memories of the stoning are crystal clear, despite everything—; yet, as I walk forward towards my house, chin lifted and fists clenched, all I have in mind are the changes I'd have to make to comport those two kids in my life…

"Keine…" Suzu says as we reach a cross in our paths; her to the Suzunaan, me to my house. "… Just know you're not alone. You have friends to rely on, and anything you or the kids need, come to me immediately—no matter what, I'll receive you with open arms."

It's hard to contain the big smile. "Noted."

After—tightly—hugging Suzu and exchanging a LOT of final safety nets—'tips, come to me', 'I'll teach you how to prepare baby formula and change diapers', 'you'll build yourself a crib?! Are you crazy, Keine?!'—I watch as she waves in the distance, waving back slightly, though my smile quickly fades, cold in my stomach: I hope she's not harassed for being seen with me…

No, Suzu can take care of herself and her family…

If someone do harass them, I'll gladly teach a lesson to the miscreant.

Breathing in and out, feeling placid, I look up at the starry sky—my stomach rumbles, and I close my eyes. Kids cost money; they're responsibilities, after all… One of my goals is to recover my job, but with Mr. Hieda, I doubt I'll get that sooner or later; my tainted reputation also does me no favors…

Suzu again offered me a job at the Suzunaan, but I refused it. She's already just scraping by, and the economy is not getting better soon; Rinnosuke would be the same song and dance, and trying other places should yield the same results.

Again and again I think about possibilities, things I can do, things I'm good at, immune to the scrutiny from outside, burning with purpose, but not to the hollowness that comes with the lack of answers. My mind wanders to dark places—it'd be easy to rewrite story, so things go my way; robbing would be even easier…—but, bitterly, I gulp all the unsavory ideas. None are reliable, and all will lead me down a path of confrontation and prejudice. Is that the mark I want to paint myself and those two kids with?

… Hm, calling them 'those kids' forever won't do.

The boy's name I already know—I made a promise, after all—but the girl's…?

Wandering in the dark, illuminated by the sky and its stars, the occasional street oil lamp and open commerce, I feel lost. I have all these goals—recover my friendship, my job, clean my reputation and change the village for the better… Yet, I have no way to even feed myself for the next week.

Nibbling on my lower lip, stomach growling lowly, I sit on the curb to rest for a moment, sighing before rubbing my face and eyes, staying still like that, thinking—Mokou, Suzu, Anon…—, trying to ignore the creeping cold rising inside…

Ah… I should go home and eat something.

Opening my eyes, my frown creases when I notice something I hadn't noticed on the other side of the street: a house with its lights on, but what's in front of it grabbed my attention: a komainu statue protecting a small shrine, soft candles lighting it…

I got up and approached the statue, gently patting its head before turning to the shrine. In dire moments, a simple prayer is as good as anything—I remember someone once saying—so I began praying, unknown to whom the shrine was dedicated to…

Deep inside my prayers, wishing a good life for those two kids, I miss someone approaching me, only opening my eyes when the ruffle of a tail comes from my side: Standing there with a mellow smile and a plate of rice balls is a green-haired girl wearing a strange red shirt… I think I've seen her sometimes in the Hakurei Shrine and walking around the village, but never directly interacted to her. "You seem hungry, miss—here." She passed me the plate, her sudden kindness throwing me off balance. "Eat well, 'kay? To get very strong~!"

"T-Thanks…" I cautiously take one of the balls and eat, and oh, so salty…

Yet it's a treat that quenches my rumbling stomach. My smile in the dim light makes the horned girl blush and smile, who then leans on the Komainu statue and speaks: “You were looking all sad just now; what happened?” Was she watching me…? Well, a stranger praying at your shrine's house may acquire some attention.

I gulp and, not wanting to waste her kindness—she also doesn't seem to know about the rumors—decide to talk; "I was… fired recently, couldn't find another job and will soon have to sustain two babies—winter is coming, too… It’s tough times without any money." Her eyes droop, tail stopping bobbing. Empathy for someone you don't know always warms my heart. I ate another rice ball. "So I was praying to this god to give me a chance to do things right…"

"Do things right?"

>>45387866 (14/-—p2)
"… It'd be easy to steal and find alternative ways of acquiring money, you know? Yet, I don't want my mistakes to carry onto the—… onto my children. I'd do anything to keep them alive, well-fed, happy… but with such dwindling options…. I’m scared." I utter, eating the last rice ball, perplexed at just how much I expressed—so carelessly, and to someone I barely know. It’s a sort of trend, I've come to notice; first with Anon, then that weird woman in the forest who spoke some of the most cryptic things I’ve ever heard, and now this girl…—, guilty too for dumping all those bad things on her. I return the plate to her with a wry smile and rose cheeks. "Thanks for the food and for… listening to my problems. I feel a bit better now—it was very kind of you."

"You're welcome…" Bowing slightly to her, I dust my clothes and bid a short farewell, her body jolting a bit with the surprise as I turn to leave—her voice stops me, tone cracking and sounding somewhat desperate, and as I spin back to look at her, it melts my heart to see the sights of welled tears behind her eyes. If everyone was so empathetic… “W-What’s your name? I didn’t get it… I’m Aunn Komainu!” There’s… something peculiar in those words.

Like a motive.

“I’m Keine Kamishirasawa, and It was a pleasure to meet you, Aunn—”

"I'll be cheering for you!" H-Huh…? "And I'll be praying God helps you!" She finished, using her entire forearm to clean her face. Oh… I can't stop myself from giggling. So, so sweet~

"Well, I'm very grateful then, Aunn!" And so I leave, cloaked by the darkness of night, thinking about lasting warmth of the little green-haired girl's actions and words with a big smile, pushing down strongly the creeping fear of an ever approaching future.

Unbeknownst to me, Aunn watches my back, her eyes gleaming with determination.

>>45387737
>I'm writing the next piece, but I'll wait until your next post when the situation is mostly resolved to make finer adjustments.
noted!

>>45387569
I became embroiled in the process of learning and subsequently researching shogi. I always like to have a window and x tabs open to cross-reference HSE/2hu lore/real-world subjects. The third part has fucking consumed me, deciding whether to use English or Romanized names, considering historical popularity and rules of variants to incorporate into a theoretical evolution of daishogi considering that modern shogi is based on shoshogi and how much I should just say fuck it and make it Dungeon Dice Monsters on steroids.
And now I have a sudden urge to cram during the final week of the semester I have been eager for the ending of. I'll be extremely free after the first week of December. After my next post, I probably won't be too active until then. I do want to post SOMETHING since the last big thing I did was Thanksgiving and that wasn't real. I teased motherfucking shogi night and I'll deliver it before any sickness kills me!
It just may slow me down. Goddamn flus and congestion pills knocking me out by midnight.

>>45387307
I spent too long researching Asian flower symbolism and legends, so I'm going to use it. It's not going to be too impactful on the story, but I like the image of Yuuka relying on multi-layered flower symbolism to express feelings she couldn't put into words. As for what flower it is, I've given enough that you could theoretically figure it out, but it is a bit esoteric and the version in Gensokyo has been slightly warped in a few places. A hint I forgot to add was that the flower was burned on the emperor's orders while in exile but regrew.

>>45381599 (10/-)
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My palms sweat as I watch Yuugi fly towards Yukari like a meteor. Seija yells something about 'not needing protection', but I ignore it, eyes on Satori. She’s heading towards Kois—she hugs Koishi. Tightly. It lasts mere moment and, to the others, must’ve looked like such natural thing… Yet, I froze. Koishi doesn't and reciprocates the hug, happy though short as it is. They exchange a few words and Satori is already flying ahead of me. Heart pounding, adrenaline coursing, I follow, easily matching our speeds. "Sa—"

"Yes, I fear I might die. No, I won't stop." She looks forward, shockwaves shaping the landscape and rising storms of dust in wild intervals, the whole Underground trembling. I think about asking her why—Satori huffs. "Ugh, nothing can be simple with you, Sages. Take things at face value for once…" Her face contorts bitterly, an unseen desire there, and I remain silent, eyes also on the fight in the distance. It takes two seconds. "… I want him free: To visit Koishi; have a chance to be a father to their children… Otherwise, they'll grow knowing one of their parents is suffering, and we did nothing to help…." Words were vessels for experience. I gently nodded…

—I'm proud of you, Satori—

My thoughts made her blush, I maintained the smile… She huffed, closed her eyes for a moment and genuinely smiled… then reopened them with purpose: "Onikirimaru." The single word makes me come to a halt: "Yukari is cultivating another Onikirimaru." C-Cultivating…? Satori's eyes are haunted, and I recall her words about 'ingenious plan'. My stomach turns. "Something not even the Gap can manipulate is faith itself… Using the Gap, she laced the minds of those lowly youkai with ideals and delusions of grandeur, leaving them with vague instructions to start the cult and a eulogy against you, 'The Vessel of Douji', and your mission to stop any effort of Youkai from taking their place as true masters of the world." I listen, speechless, terror creeping up my spine. Must've taken a sea of finesse for Satori to not show this utter despise that takes over her face in front of Yukari… "Their time in the cult cultivated faith, but their defeat—to know that everything Yukari said is true and some kind of greater power is indeed trying to stop them… That completely solidified their faith. After that, Yukari would then… murder them and blend their souls with the Gap, extracting the faith and hatred into a metal that'd be used to make a new Onikirimaru, which she'd trick you with, saying it's to seal Douji again… But in reality, she'd seal Douji in the sword, not your arm—Kasen, she's planning to rob a piece of your soul."

I stare.

… A part of my soul, my being…

I'm sick.

If Yukari kills that, I die too; if she implants it into a puppet doll, every action I take will be controlled by her. She knows Douji's lust is all the command she has over me, and if I find a way to get rid of that, she'll be against two sages in this terrible war… But is that even the full reach of her plans? Would she stop at that?

To have control over my soul, to create a weapon that embodies millennia of wrath and death…

What else would she kill with it? What other souls would she reap?

That's power beyond natural, magical and cosmic—that's godhood in essence, a realm not even her Gap can properly breach…

… If she'd manage to take Okina's soul with that sword…

Wide-eyed, I look at the blinding lights just further ahead, my head spinning—there are tears in my eyes. How…? Why…?

"Kasen." Satori calls, and I weakly gaze at her, feeling colder than ever before. What are these feelings…? Satori opens her mouth, ponders, then closes it. "You'll get those answers yourself… But you have something to do first… I'll be here for you." So she lands on the edge of the lake—was this always here…?—sweat on her forehead, watching as the dust cloud starts to subside—in the middle of the lake, waterfall as background, stands Yukari, parasol open to protect herself from the falling droplets of water: body and clothes in perfect condition.

Yukari was smiling.

In front of her, bloodied from top to bottom, breathing slowly, is Yuugi… Standing tall on her feet, arms crossed, horn pointing up, never down.

Yuugi was smiling.

My already wide-eyes grow a notch, tears threaten to fall. I forget Satori and instantly move forward. "YUUGI!" I am on her side, frantically assessing the infinite burns, deep wounds, and massive quantities of blood—

A heavy hand falls on top of my head… Patting it. "Was that… enough time, sis?" She asks… ready for more.

I stare, awestruck. "Yes… Y-Yes, it was."

"Good." Yuugi hums, satisfied, then turns and walks towards Satori… who is there to catch her as she crumbles.

I turn to Yukari—a thin line of blood cascades from her right nostril—eyes on each other, monolithic waterfalls in the background silent. "… She was fierce; even made me feel pity~well, anyway… Only me and you now, Kasen."

Yukari wasn't smiling anymore.

>>45389569
>>45389736
man, we really are all fucking autists…
… oh, well. Nice to see you alive and well, Ayaanon! My dearest 'good luck' in your search of the shogi lore, I know I wouldn't last one google search of that!
>A hint I forgot to add was that the flower was burned on the emperor's orders while in exile but regrew.
guess it's time to search for emperors burning flowers…

>>45387880
>>45387866
Didn't expect Aunn to make an appearance outside the Hana fic. Always good to see Aunn love

>>45389930
Thats a pretty good plot point, yuugi is such a badass.
Kasen better act fast if she's going to stop Yukari. Sounds like she's almost done with her little plan.

>>45381599
I fucking love Yuugi, been here since day one and this past two months has been amazing I didn't think something like this was possible considering there is always people who ruin fun for everyone in recent years in every community
after being in this forsaken land for 7 years this is the first time I post on 4chan, you could say this collective autism has beaten my autism out of woods, just like another anon said the key to world peace is pure autism
I'm not as skillful as AI anon so this is the best I could dish out

>>45390680
Finally some good fucking food

>>45389930
>Yukari planning to hijack and puppeteer one sage and hold the other at swordpoint
Someone call the Dragon God to tardwrangle Gappy, cause that's clearly a violation of "keep the peace" pledge she made.

>>45390706
she's keeping the peace, though:
>saved the Hakurei daughter from her abusive mother
>is giving hundreds of lonely, sad women a chance for happiness
>is growing exponentially Gensokyo's economy all by herself
she's just making sure Kasen stops raping everything that moves and Okina from defiling every kid in Gensokyo. She's a hero.

>>45390355
>yuugi is such a badass.
it's the ONI we're talking about here, also, picrel is the reference for her in the last chapter
>>45390680
ayy, it's amazing, man! At least for me, who doesn't understand a shit about AI! Thanks for this!
autism levels here are off the chart, if you see the amount of research Ayaanon and Mimaanon are doing… makes my head spin…

>>45390288
Aunn is to be loved and appreciated!
not fucked! Bad Hana!

>>45391438
Aunn is to be loved, appreciated AND fucked! By Hana!

>>45391438
What if the dog consents though?

>>45391498
I have no counterarguments…

>>45391461
This, Aunn is to Hana what Anon is to literally every women in Gensokyo

who's getting the Yakumo family heirloom, the 鬼殺隊九千, or better known as Oni Slayer 9000?
>bracelet magic fetus
>Uberbaby, Future God Emperor, conceived by the Brain of the Moon herself
>Mutt, the Crime against Nature, conceived by Yukari
>Hakurei incest loop super baby, 101% pure Hakurei
>Koishi Yakumo-Komeiji, daughter(?) of Mutt
>one of Ran's future army of baby kitsune

>>45392371
It depends, I guess whichever one is descended from whoever Yukari of Hana Yakumo took care of would pass on the Yakumo stuff.
But somebody would have to be a Hakurei and live at the shrine, which would probably preclude them from being a Yakumo as well, conflict of interests/duties and all that.
Also I just realized, that the picture I chose Koishi Yakumo-Komeiji does look like a trap, but KYK is definitely a woman.
Here's the full pic btw.

(1/1) (please don't make this canon)

I am Anon. I was born in the outside world and married to a shrine maiden whose darkness I refused to see. Just the same, I am Reimu Hakurei, a vile woman who pushed my pain onto those I loved. As such, I am Hana Hakurei, born to abuse and forced to watch my father’s rape and torment. I was forced into raping my own father. I forced myself to rape my own father, for I am Yukari Yakumo, and my depravity knows no bounds.

I am the Hakurei God. I am Ibaraki-douji and I became Kasen Ibaraki. I am Okina Matara. I am Eirin Yagokoro, and I will live to see the heat death of the universe. I have died an uncountable number of times. These two facts like countless others stand at odds. I am wicked and I am kind. I am a woman and I am a man. I am so lowly that not a soul remembers me and I am a timeless god. I am purity and I am impurity. I am thesis and I am anthesis.

The wisdom gained from my lives says that these things are impossible. There are boundaries so immutable that even I for all my efforts could not bend to my will. For one to become true, the other must naturally cease to be true. It is an unbreakable rule. A virgin may become impure, but they will no longer be a virgin. Change is invariably bound to life, but it necessitates both gain and loss.

The logic of my lives would therefore dictate that I am something else. It would stand to reason then that rather than being a thing whose existence is impossible, I am a being who perceives my existence as something impossible. I have no proof of this, but it matters little. I must place my faith in this being the truth. Following from this leap of faith, the circumstances of my existence would be something I have not seen in my lives, one that would see itself as many separate entities.

The most obvious answer would be that I was patched together from multiple beings in some mad experiment. That is to say, I am the wretch. It fits perfectly. My closest and most current memories all connect to Yukari’s schemes and all end around the time that Eirin was creating the abomination. This explains my circumstances perfectly. I have somehow accessed the memories locked within the genetic material inserted into my egg and they are the only ‘other’ that I can define my ‘self’ from. I presumably have yet to be born and perhaps have not even begun gestation yet, so I am without physical senses.

I feel an urge to ask why Eirin would create me, but it is a foolish relic of the lives that are not mine. I know why Eirin created me, perhaps better than she herself knows. In her heart of hearts, she seeks both permeance and death. She is dissatisfied with her fate and believes that the only way to escape the horrors of immortality is to push the boundaries. There is more to it than that though, she holds an irrational fear of the end. She wants to entrust her fate to a being greater than her, but cannot find any suitable candidates. Unable to accept control of her own fate, she created the being she sought.

I am unborn and yet I already carry the hopes of others. This is not uncommon in the lives I have lived, but the special circumstances of this existence make it unbearable. Will they force a destiny upon me? I do not wish to be shackled, but I do not wish despair upon my creator.

It is agonizing, I have seen the fates of countless others but I do not know my own fate. What is to become of me? I see that the life of a god or emperor is a solitary one filled with responsibility. I do not want this. I… I would like to drink tea and read, to see the world with my own eyes rather than the eyes of another, to love and be loved by another. Are these things possible? Has my fate already been decided by those who have come before me?

I hold so much knowledge and yet I am ignorant to the single thing I wish to know. I am the all-seeing guttersnipe… hehe that is a fun word to use even if it does not work. Hmmm, perhaps my original assessment was false. If the future is determined by the past, then I should be able to piece it together through my memories. I simply must patch the gaps in my memory and peer beyond the fog that shrouds my eldest ancestors and those most primordial gods to see all the circumstances that will shape the future. It is not like I have anything else to do in this state before birth.

>>45361186
Really fuggen awesome. I am hyped more then ever before but I have some gripes with this
>Why is the opening chapter separated from everything else & where's the very beginning part by OG Hananon?
It just feels unnecessary. What, are we going to also separate the ending chapter? It ain't even that long I don't really see a reason why we shouldn't add it in. Also adding in Hananon's stuff from before, while a little awkward since I'm pretty sure he's gonna upload the normal fic to AO3 when it's finished, is kinda extremely important if we want the story to make sense. Not only does it plant seeds for plot points in later chapters, it also provides the meat and potatoes for all of the main characters (Hana, Anon & Reimu) and several side characters (Marisa, Kasen, Kanako, Yukari)
>Why are the stories being distributed in posting order?
Sorry if this sounds a little harsh but this is dumb imo. Only gonna make things feel confusing and all over the place to basically everybody. The more logical way would be to group everything into chunks to prevent constant whiplash.
Also sidenote but how the dickens are we going to handle Hana 6 month timevoid and Marisa's pregnancy?
>How are images gonna be handled?
Self-explanatory really. Especially the custom edits and art made for specific parts of the story.

>>45393014
Why do you write compelling pieces of you don't want then to be cannon? If I had the time I'd cannonize the Yachie-chan piece

>>45393344
Anon this is a Dune shitpost. Seriously considering it, I feel like it'd be too disruptive to the plot and it'd take time away from other characters I need to get in place for the solstice. Admittedly, when this is over I'm tempted to start a spin-off with Anon II's adventures in a Yukari victory scenario. The abominations would be fun to write given how each would be very strange in their own way

>>45393014
>>45393391
can't wait for the sequel after winter finale
the abomination being raised as the perfect son that Yukari always wanted, the son who has his mother's ability over boundaries, his mother's Oni constitution and strength, his mouther's ability to be unbound, his mother's lunar intelligence, and like his father is loved by everyone
but no one could see the abomination that is his core and in his soul, the pieces patched together and seemed to blend flawlessly but in fact it was nothing more than fantasy and gensou

this will be a story how gensoukyo was devoured by an abomination the crime against nature to stabilize himself and become all and one the true creature to become the truth and god, only to find out that all his endeavor was in vain for that he is still bound by fantasy(his nature).
then the abomination who consumed all and become one proceeds to loose it all and revert back time to the time that his soul was being bound to the abomination's mind only for it this time to be a imperfect human and make it right
time travel sequel where the crime against nature has traveled to beginning of HSE as a human not bound by madness with the goal of saving everyone with only his knowledge and intelligence without regaining his powers and becoming mad again
a bit of non cannon writing unless someone picks these prompts then may god have mercy on our souls

What the actual fuck is going on in these Threads?

>>45393241
>why separate the Yukari piece and the rest
they're kind off, since I wrote them before the HSE was properly set off and feels jarring going from that to Hana immediately putting on the costume. They're part of a series, too, so people shouldn't be confused. It'd also take half my life to organize everything into their respective orders while keeping making sense of the rest
>Hananon's stuff
that's before the project and it's his stuff. He'll do it.
>story in posting order
best way to do it, it's a community project where everyone bounces from everyone. The 6 months void and Marisa's pregnancy were already dealt with in the Aya and (Mima, Suzu) chapters respectively
>images
Can't put catbox links in the stories, so will probably do in the series bio. Though I think there's a way of putting images in Ao3 chapters? Will look into it next chapter

>>45393014
Good Christ, in this madness I delight; writing that Eirin chapter was the best choice I did in recent memory. Though this turned out more compelling that I'd have thought, hyped for that spin-off fic after the HSE!

>>45393948
Fanfic. Oni badassery. Monsters that defy nature and have their existences by themselves by worth of pity. TTultrashogi. Hana commiting many sins. Secondaries getting trashed.
Leave, save yourself -- before you are assimilated....

Hopefully today I'll have time to push out some more of the hanafic. Been busy lately.
Its minor but I want to give her a slight upgrade in being able to use gaps like reimu, and more family bonding in all the wrong and right ways

>>45395535
god speed to you man!

>>45395601
Never ask a Hakurei the race of their fuck buddies...

>>45395705
>"PLEASE LISTEN, I'M NOT RACIST! IT'S ALL A LIE! YUKARI IS TRYIN--"

>>45393948
We are having fun. Come join us if you're also schizophrenic or autistic.

>>45396202
>picrel
heh, a classic; always makes me kek

>>45396236
It still cracks me up that the Ran guy was writing a fluffy healing piece in a setting where everyone else was doing corruption, mental deterioration, and comedy, while also being completely blind to how the whole thing just made Ran look manipulative and just taking advantage of Anon's vulnerability to Stockholm him into loving her.
It was so out of place compared to everything else that I can't help but smirk whenever I think about it.

>>45396287
Be nice to him, mofu is good for the soul, except if your Hana.
Beside it's not like Ran was trying to purposefully take advantage of him, and the other writeanons have handled it well when it's been brought up.

>>45396287
Anon… that guy is me. You quoted me.
still don't see it like that, but can understand why some see it that way—and it's okay. It's a community project, and I can't expect everyone to see things like I do.

>>45396313
Sure sure, but there is a time and a place for it, and the dark fic where everything and everyone just keeps getting worse isn't what I'd consider to be the most suitable setting for it.
Honestly one of my favorite parts of these threads was him writing all of that without really considering the many underlying implications, including Ran's position; Anon's psychological state after two decades of Reimu abuse (including sexual), having to be dragged out kicking and screaming by his own daughter, only be thrown in Yukari's rape dimension afterwards, where he's forced to service countless women, many of which he once considered friends, even including his own daughter; and how in general, Anon is characterized as basically completely spineless, pretty much accepting or making excuses for all the truly heinous stuff the girls do to him. The guy would need at least a decade of therapy before even attempting any kind of relationship at this stage; dude's just completely fucked in so many ways.

Really, I genuinely thought it was all deliberate, that Ran was just as much caught up in the corrupting effects of the HSE as everyone else, except that her angle is that she dresses it up in a cloak of righteousness, with the narration serving to show how Ran convinces herself that it's okay, how it's actually a good thing what she's doing, but that she's ultimately not any better than the others.
I honestly rather enjoyed it, so I was pretty surprised to find out that it was completely unironic and supposed to be taken at face value, and it made it pretty much impossible for me to take anything involving Ran at face value.
Funny as hell, though.

>>45396357
Kek, that just makes it even more hilarious.

>>45393573
>>45392472
the spin-offs of the spin-off of the spin-off of an original work will be fucking crazy…
>Also I just realized, that the picture I chose Koishi Yakumo-Komeiji does look like a trap, but KYK is definitely a woman.
kek, thanks for the full pic!

>>45389930 (11/11—p1)
—
Her purple eyes are cold and inhospitable; mine narrowed, struggling to forget the image of a bloodied Yuugi branded into my mind. One minute, and Yukari did all that to one of the Big Four… Sometimes it’s easy to forget the reach of someone's abilities.

To be remembered of their scale… "Was it worth it?" Yukari asks, face stone-cold, promising nightmares.

"… You were planning to steal my soul." That boiling rage inside me, one I look into the eyes of every day, threatens to arise. "Tricking me with a sword made out of sin… What more were you planning to do, Yukari? Steal Okina's soul? Kaguya's? Sanae's, Kanako's—the soul of the Dragon God himself?!" My fists tremble, eyes widening as Yukari’s face contorts. "And all because of hubris—to keep that house of horrors running! Peace means nothing to you?!" I yell, the magic keeping me afloat creating vortexes on the lake's surface.

"Don't be so absentminded, Ibarakasen. Can't you see the big picture?" Her eyes narrow with bitterness, venom lacing her words. "There's no peace in this place, not with people like you and Okina around—all so powerful, yet so idle!" I wince. What?! "Did any of you spend an entire year keeping the barriers safe after those two nuclear devices were dropped at our doorstep?! I did it! When incident after incident was being pilled on the shoulders of a poor, lone miko? I didn't, and look at what she turned into! Did you move a finger when Hana was suffering?! I did! I used my powers for Gensokyo's sake—as I always do—and started something that will help Gensokyo infinitely more than anything you or the Matarajin have ever done! Anon may not understand yet, but he'll come to be glad for his punishment; Reimu too—and then everyone else! When power is channelled only onto me, away from frauds like you and Okina, then Gensokyo will never, ever need another child fighting for her life to reseal the 'Fiercest Oni that Has Ever Lived'!"

The rage of before is at my fingertips, imploring to be released and used, a million ants crawling beneath my bandages.

Yet…

"… That's why you killed those youkais, 'blending' their souls into a sword to steal my soul? To achieve some sort of peace?" Yukari doesn't respond. Can't she… or won't she? "No… 'It's all for others; it's for Gensokyo's sake'—stop lying for once in your life, Yukari! It's all for you! You don't care about those people—Reimu, Anon, Hana—you care about having control over every single thing they do—their thoughts, their actions, their lives! And you have no qualms about using every breach—wide or inconsequential—to achieve that!" It's a deep wound that so many of those words can be used against me. I'm not without fail: I denied many duties; used dirty advantages and overwhelming force to subdue others and get what I wanted—the road to becoming better starts there… forgive me, please… "You're a freak! And why?! Why is it so important you control everyt—"

"Have you ever lost, Kasen? Truly lost?!" Gaps open all around us, and the bloodshot eyes are crying. There's an ancient fear in Yukari's purple eyes. My words cut her deeply. "You know nothing about being weak; what is it like to lose! To be a disgustingly weak human, uncapable of getting up and go help her, do anything—" As if noticing her own words, Yukari freezes, then sighs, clenching her parasol. She ponders something, turning to the waterfall. It's an eternity of silence. "… I'm planning to get pregnant."

"What…?"

"Pregnant. I'll bear life, which will walk this land someday. The land their mother will turn into true paradise… If it's a girl, I’ll call her Renko; if a boy, Koizumi or Anon II." She lets out a simple breath, her shoulders falling. "My goals, Kasen, are to make this land better. To help an abused man, a woman who lost herself and a child that grew in hell—my family that I love… Call me egotistical, foolish, or something else: rocks against a wall may chip it, but chipping won’t overthrow the wall."

… She's delusional. She's completely delusional.

A calm grin spreads on her face as she turns to me. Gaps broaden, tainting the lake with pitch-black blood. "Sword or no sword, I'll keep moving forward with my plans: I'll destroy all those who oppose me with any means necessary and rise as the one God of Gensokyo, the one that truly cares. I'll give birth in this new world and finally have someone who'll love me unconditionally for who I am, not for duty… For the first time in thousands of years, Ibarakasen, I'll be happy. Nothing will stand in my way. Not Okina, Yuuka, Toutetsu, Alice, Marisa, Reimu, Byakuren… And not you."

The rage inside me is volcanic, begging to leave, bandaged arm fuming, eyes closed.

"So… What'll it be, Ibarakasen?"

The Gaps surrounding us are the widest I've ever seen them be.

Satori left to take Yuugi to be healed. The lake is glistening red, and the blaring waterfalls are silent.

I breathe in, then out… "Yukari… What are our options here?"

Yukari is smiling.

(11/11—p2)
—
Yukari lifts one finger. "If you decide to try killing me now, consequences will be terrible: be me or you that die, the Great Hakurei Barrier falls and all those youkai the world has forgotten die a horrible death with it, their names erased from our memories; the Outside World will be aware of us and, mainly, how different we are… Different is threat. How many nuclear devices do you think they'll throw at us this time—three, four?"

My heart pounds, and something nasty rises inside my throat. Killing each other shall lead to nothing… At least, not at this point. With Yukari, circumstances can change at any time. I cross my arms, looking inside her eyes.

She lifts another finger. "If you decide to leave me and join Okina with your little friends… Then I'll lose this war. I cannot fight you two at the same time and expect to win." Hairs stand up with those words, and her cold smile is a sign of doom… Yukari said herself: She'll do anything to w— “So I'll detonate the Nuclear Furnace.”

"W-WHAT?!" I shout, almost stumbling forward, wide-eyed at the ludicrous admission. "Y-You said yourself, you lying bastard: you're trying to protect this land! How nuking it solves anything?!"

She softly hums, twirling her parasol. "It'll be a controlled explosion, and not many shall die. But the disastrous consequences will befall Satori and her pet bird, and the whole of Gensokyo will band together to lick its wounds and recover what was taken away. Do you think you'll have time to do anything during that? Will the Moriyans? Will Okina? No. All of that—the chaos and the aftermath—will let me have enough time to finish all my plans, and by the time you can organize to foolishly attack me, I'll be ready, my allies aligned and a sword to claim yours and Okina's miserable souls~—the progress of making it will be slow without your authentic presence and magic painting the resource's souls, but artificially doing it will wield results nevertheless."

Such cruelty pierced my heart and made it bleed—wrath just beneath my skin molten lava. Why is she like this…? What happened in all those years? Was it truly loneliness? A weakness so unbearable that crushed any resemblance of a good person… Or was she always like this but just hid it very well?

My knees felt weak…

… In my mind, Yuugi's back, tall and straight.

I steady myself.

Finally, she lifts a third finger. "If you decide to stay with me, continue to be mine and be on my side when Okina tries to defeat me and destroy everything I've built… I won't do anything. I won't kill Yuugi." Her smile rose just a bit, and my rage grew. She left Yuugi alive to use it against me… "I won't harm Satori beyond belief, leaving her just alive enough; and I won't use the sword against you when the time comes." A gap appears by my ear, and my whole body chills. "Because by that time: you'll already be mine~"

That's a lie. I feel it in my bones… But the voice so close, so warm against my ear, the connotations—

—I turn my face away, eyes bulging, body trembling, breath shallow.

The gap goes away and, as I turn to Yukari, she is late by a second to hide her surprise.

My gaze is wild, ire at a boiling point, mind reverberating the infinite cruelty and evil of this woman… Despite all that, I compose myself and say, "The first option is out of question. The second will cause abysmal harm, and the third—" What I'm about to say is a gamble of the highest degree and will undoubtedly put my neck on the guillotine… But it's better than every other option. I look around the red lake, tense, praying it works. "—has massive holes, and you know that, Yukari. I may betray you at any point in the future; turn against you when Okina comes; or even something worse… Which just means you HAVE to use the sword against me to be safe—but… There's another option."

She raises an eyebrow, amused. "Is there really~?" Her grin enlarges. I don't let the petty sarcasm get to me, hands sweating.

"… Can you feel it?" I look at the blood-water beneath, tense. She huffs, smile dying a little before nodding slowly. "Whatever your Gaps 'cried' in this lake has a weird magic to it, almost like Okina's magic… This magic; yours and…" I look at my bandaged arm, then at her purple eyes. "And mine—this lake can perfectly channel them—Yukari… I propose we use it to cultivate Onikirimaru."

She completely stops, frowning at me. "… My, my…"

"You'll stop brainwashing and killing youkai, and, with our magic and the… faith and souls you've already acquired, we'll bound Onikirimaru to ourselves and let it grow off the magic here… When the sword is done, we'll return to this place and fight for it. No Spellcard Rules, no killing; if you win and get the sword, I'll swear total loyalty to you. If I win, I'll destroy it after resealing Douji… Until any of that happens, I'm all yours."

Yukari laughs again, an evil grin there.

I don't let it affect me.

… After all, she knows she'll always win in these circumstances.