/jp/ - Otaku Culture

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
>>45407358 | part 7
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Last thread chapters!
>>45408710 | Rikako/Lemontene
>>45408984 | Hana
>>45408989 |
>>45412451 | 1-Sagume is confused about selective racism
>>45412458 | Reimu
>>45412465 | 2-3-Sagume
>>45412471 |
>>45413201 | Kosuzu
>>45413242 |
>>45414262 | 56-58-Aya
>>45414291 |
>>45414310 |
>>45414498 | Keine
>>45415488 | Hana
>>45416542 |
>>45416549 |
>>45419576 | Yamashiro/Seija
>>45419587 |
>>45420184 | 1-2 Mokou is howling at the moon, ready to change the status quo
>>45420189 |
>>45422646 | Alice
>>45422660 |
>>45422676 |
>>45422681 |
>>45422688 |
>>45422712 |
>>45428693 | Keine
>>45428700 |
>>45430078 | Hana
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>>45430168 |
>>45430184 |
>>45431940 |
>>45432513 | Konngara
>>45432543 |
>>45439775 | Seiga
>>45440696 | 1-The HSE is somehow depressed
(602 entries)
sorry if I missed anyone or got something wrong!
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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
>>/jp/thread/45407283 | fourteenth thread
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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

High up in the tower skyscraper, the Kiketsu Family headquarters was abuzz with activity as the Otter and odd human spirit worked tirelessly on preparations for an invasion. Gathering materials, double and triple checking contracts, running counter intelligence, making sure money was heading to the right places, and running analytics on smaller gangs to see who was worth using and who should be crushed under our heels.

Meanwhile I, Yachie Kicchou, Matriarch of Kiketsu Family, sat facing the door, awaiting our guests and tapping my fingers on my arm rest. To my side stands six of my strongest otter spirit guards and one tiny human spirit who idly flipped though his notepad.

"Frankly I don't understand the fuss. These two are riff-raff not even equivalent to the gutter trash gangs, don't we have more pressing matters to do with?" the tiny spirit asked.

"Yukari has deigned to send us her riff-raff, perhaps as an insult, but all the same we welcome them warmly. The Yakumo shall not dictate my courtesies, nor will I shame the Kiketsu name by refusing them." I told him.

The spirit sighed. Were it anybody else, I would have him dragged to the basement and left for a month to teach him a lesson. But I needed him around and free to speak his mind. The whining gave me valuable insight into the human perspective, which was all the more pertinent now.

A coded knock from the other side of the ornate doors signaled their arrival. Two Otter spirits reached out and sprayed the doors wide open, revealing Seija and Goro who made their way inside

Seija Kijin, an Amanojaku responsible for multiple major incidents in Gensokyo. Despite being an otherwise weak youkai she seemed to have a knack for finding playthings to tip the scales in her favor, something I admired in her. But her chaotic and brutish nature meant whatever power she gained wouldn't be kept for long and besides, who'd be so dimwitted as to ally with an Amanojaku?

That would be this man, Goro, who my sources tell me was not only allied with her, but bed fellows as well! In the past he was a borderer broker for Youkai, Spirits, and Humans with strong ties to the Mouyren Temple who was of little regard. Probably a product of his own design as his ability to force agreements was an enviable one, much like my own, and could've attracted desperate upstarts intent on exploiting him. Of course, the clause of 'best interests' made it unworkable as an asset, so high-level players ignored him.

What nobody could have predicted was these two partnering, acquiring a powerful cursed weapon, and joining hands with the Yakumo after they spent so much time working against her!

Whatever their motivations, Yukari had sent them here with some sort of message, so we'd receive it and extract as much information out of them as possible in the meantime.

"Depressing place you got here." Seija remarked as she hopped onto Goro's lap, ignoring the other seat provided for her, legs draped over an armrest. "You all considering planting a few trees? Some real foliage worth knocking down, not those shabby bonsai bushes."

Had she defaced the local ornaments? I look to one of the guards beside the door who regretfully nods. Damnit, they had just recovered from the raid three months prior and now we had to start all over again.

"Pleasure to meet you Yachie-sama. Having dealt with the Kiketsu family in the past, it's an honor to finally make your acquaintance and see the headquarters in all it's glory." Goro spoke.

"Yes, yes, It's good to see you both arrived safely. The road to Hell can be tenuous at the best of times." I remarked.

As my servants served tea and snack I could sense something was off, why were they so casual? Seija was a rebel and Goro had dealt with us in the past, sure, but to be utterly unfazed as if they were Yukari herself? Unlikely. Her confidence was based on both her prowess and exhaustive preparations, there was no way these two had either of those factors.

"So, what is it that our mutual benefactor has sent you so far to tell me? Surely you don't mind telling me that much." I asked, my words lightly coated in my ability.

"Straight to business? Of course, I wouldn't expect anything less. Yukari sent us here to survey the state of the two Hells and her allies and adversaries therein. Strange, I know, why not send a crow or just go herself? Well, she want's an unbiased outside perspective. A sort of 'independent audit' if you will." Goro answered.

Definitely a lie, I doubt Yukari was interested in the opinion of anyone but herself. But perhaps she did want to observe reactions to these two? She had sown rumors of their arrival as her fingers after all.

More concerning, how was he putting up a resistance to my power?

"And how would you say we fare? Us allies and her enemies I mean, and please, spare no detail." I said, leaning over the table and circling my tea cup's rim with a finger.

>>45442487
"The opposition against us grows, but is fragmented. Some problem actors, like the younger Satori, are no longer a factor and they're too many large egos for our enemies to coordinate effectivity. However, the sheer mass of forces allied against us is worrying and we faced HEAVY harassment coming here. House Yakumo may be a force onto it's own and she has the freedom to move how she pleases, but Yukari's time is limited and we need the smaller channels open to free her capacity for more important work."

"Ah, you mean to say that we of the Kiketsu family haven't been pulling our weight?" The small human spirit asked, saying the quiet part out loud.

Another omission? My patience is being tested.

"Goro-kun..." I began, leaning back in my chair. "...Please kindly share everything your hidin-"

A loud crash interrupts me as Seija slams her fist into the table, sending tea cups flying and shaking the room.

"Oi, pond scum." She began. "If you don't stop lapping at my man with that filthy tongue of yours I will tear it out and shove it up that guy's ass." She threatened, pointing to one the guards stationed beside me.

"How dare you ingrate I'll-" the guard begins, making for Seija before I pull his collar and knee him squarely in the stomach.

"Apologizes, my people are nothing if not full of spirit." I say.

"At least they're straightforward." Seija huffed, before taking her seat atop Goro once again.

"Well one can't blame a girl for trying after all." I said.

Interesting. Seems that my power to tear away resistance was automatically reversed by the Amonojaku and applied backwards to Goro somehow. Was the extension a conscious effort on their part or did Seija's ability extend itself naturally?

Their ability was a mystery to me and a dangerous one at that. Seija's capabilities were, in principle, powerful, turning anything on it's head, from phenomena, to aspects, and maybe even allegiances. But unlike boundary manipulation she was limited in some way, maybe lacking some technique or 'strength' that someone like Yukari had acquired. Did Goro provide her with either? Perhaps completing her in a sense?

My spies had reported they were somewhat capable, holding their own against a vampire and the Young Shrine maiden. More fantastically, some of them even suggested they were capable of closing gaps. But that didn't make sense, if the pair had such power they would have won those fights, resisted the runaway Kasen, and would be more then bit players for the Yakumo.

I'd ask the Blue Hermit, but she just gave me some esoteric nonsense like 'Seija is Goro's arm and Goro is Seija's heart', a vapid jeer no doubt. Konngara couldn't be bothered to answer any of my questions because she 'couldn't be less concerned with weakling affairs'. And Yukari? She just gave me the most infuriating grin imaginable and said 'you'll see', one of her many schemes no doubt.

"I want to ask you-" I began before the doors burst open and Son Biten arrived.

"Miss Yachie! I just heard something good!" She yelled, jumping over excitedly.

"Ah, who's the couple?" She asked, looking at Goro and Seija who waved and chuckled at the question respectively.

Interruptions were becoming today's theme it seemed.

"These are Seija and Goro Biten. They've come to say hello from Yukari, now what's so urgent?" I asked.

"Ah, well..." She began, looking a little flustered "The River Suzan was flipped by these two." She whispered into my ear.

"What do mean flipped? Is that some sort of metaphor?" I asked.

"Uh, no, it literally got flipped, but I think it's working again now? A bunch of Shinigamis we're complaining about consequences like 'strandings' and 'overtime' that I didn't really get." she explained.

I turn to the two, Seija merely shrugged. "If you two are talking about the Suzan, that Yama deserved it."

"Personally I'm kind of embarrassed about the whole affair. Thinking we should maybe send Shiki-Sama a gift basket or something to apologize. Eh, she was kind of asking for it though." Goro added.

I closed my eyes and contemplated how long I'd have before an angry Shiki came banging down my door. Maybe she was stuck organizing the cleanup? Can't imagine whatever they did, metaphorical or not, would go unpunished...

It wasn't worth thinking about I suppose, rather, this was a blessing. Seija was clearly on the upswing with a new toy and that was good news for me if I could leverage her against Yukari somehow...

"Say, how would you two like to be honorary members of the Kiketsu family?" I asked, smiling.

>>45442493
"Sure, I'd like to be friends." Goro answered.

The suddenness of his surprised caught me a little off guard, my tail swishing slightly, which it seems Goro noticed.

"Everyone's plotting, conniving, lecturing, and it's just gotten bothersome you know? I think those of us on the Yakumo side should all just come together and enjoy each other's company before our ingenious leader sends us into the fray." He added.

Was he... suggesting what I think he was? I've been so busy I haven't had time to think about those things. I'd heard they laid in bed with the pink sage, but I assumed that had just been a ruse although maybe it had been genuine? To suggest something like that so candidly, were these two also perverts?

It had been awhile I suppose.

"Honestly I've admired you for quite a bit Yachie-Sama, since I was young in fact. You have impeccable business acumen and I'm sure Takane-Kun, you, and I could have many fruitful partnerships after this."

Was he suggesting a threesome with two other women while his partner sitting right on his lap? What kind of audacity...

"Everyone except Biten, leave." I commanded.

Without protest, my guards and other staff funneled out of the room and the door was closed behind them.

"Goro-kun, let's say, theoretically, I agree to this. How would you treat me?" I say, crossing my legs and my arms.

"The same as all my dealings, I'd put your best interests first." he said with a grin.

A generous lover, that was my type. Well no need to hesitate then.

"Er, Miss Yachie-" Son Biten began, before I raised a hand to stop her.

"I cleared my schedule for this meeting and nobody should disturb us so..." I began, tugging at the top-knot of my shirt until it was loose and draped open, exposing my chest.

".... The both of you can come service me all you want."

"What are you doing you perverted woman!" Seija leaped up and yelled, her face crimson.

I blinked and looked at Goro, who was almost just as red.

"I t-think there was a bit of misunderstanding. That's okay! We really weren't after such a service however." Goro struggled to say.

"Ah, no, this is a uh, A Kiketsu Family tradition! Yeah, you've got to kiss the belly of the matriarch for good fortune you see!" Son Biten bluffed, bending over to smooch my stomach to cement the fib.

I sighed and re-tied the top-knot of my shirt. "Well then, will there be anything else?"

"We need the Hell Goddesses address, have to pay her a visit as well." Goro said quickly.

From my pocket I pulled a notepad, scribbled some directions on it, and held it out. Gingerly, Goro approached me and took the notepad. Almost making to leave, but he stopped, reached into his robe, pulled out a card, and handed it to me.

"It's a massage parlor in the village, not illicit, just, if you're feeling under the weather they accept all kind of customers." He whispered.

I nodded and took the card before Seija yanked on the man's arm, making for the door.

"If you two change your minds, feel free to come back. The Kikestu family will welcome you warmly." I called out to them.

Seija glared at me and shut the door behind her with some vigor.

"Wow Miss Yachie I'm impressed!" Son Biten began. "Despite such an embarrassing misunderstanding, your composure didn't break at all!"

With two quick flicks of my tail I slammed the stupid monkeys face into the ground.

This was another grind to finish. I hope it came out well.

>>45442487
>>45442493
>>45442504
endearing jobbing is my favorite kinda of jobbing~
man, there's a lot happening in the Kiketsu; good of Yachie for keeping everything together, though to let the jaku fuck your cool bonsai and do nothing about it? Yuuma would've eaten Seija alive. Kiketsu fail...
Well, at least Biten saved the fail from being two fold. Thanks, Biten!
>spoiler
it was a funny read; always grinding, can understand
Thanks for the chapters!

>>45412458 (2/2)
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An idea is nothing without someone to execute it.

Aya listens as Tetsu talks about the Blood Pools, rapidly writing down every word and elaborating questions just as fast, Tetsu—laid back on her spork—lazily answering… And cats, of course. We switched our meeting point to Mayohiga since Chen was concerned with the wellbeing of the felines that live here—or so Ran told us. My theory is that she forgot Mayohiga's existence until recently.

It's fun to tease her about it~

—A gap opens just ahead and, with a big smile, I catch Chen in a hug, the bakeneko flying to me as fast as Aya late for duty, followed by a tired Ran. "Hi, Ms. Reimu! Look, look—Yamame taught me how to brioche! It's kinda weird; it's like holding pastry!" Chen shows me two little hand-knitted cushions she was carrying: one with cat ears on top of it, the other of reds and white; both amateurishly made and comfortably doughy to the touch—I glance at Ran handling a blue one to Toutetsu, who laughed out loud with the malformed goat head in the center. Aya sighed, holding hers with faked joy—a pitch-black… chicken with white eyes adorned the center of her black-and-white cushion.

Ran sat on her golden one with grace, the other two flocking to her—she raised a brow at me; I gestured at Chen, and Ran nodded, starting without us. "You make me so jealous, Chen~… Why is she 'Yamame' and I 'Ms. Reimu'?" I say playfully, appreciating the Hakurei yin-yang in the center of my cushion.

"Sorry, it's a habit!… Did you like it, Reimu?"

"I loved it~" It melts my heart to see desire for approval in those eyes, and I pat her head, a radiant smile blossoming and illuminating the night—also attracting some cats to nestle on us. "I suppose you knitted Anon one too?" I retake my meditation pose, knees resting on my new cushion, Chen tails swaying. In the background, I hear Aya's saying 'party'. Ran pleasantly hums; Toutetsu asks about cake.

"Ya! I made him a green one with a four-leafed clover on it, since he likes both so much—he said it was nostalgic~—and, oh, he also said to tell you, ah-ham." She softly clears her throat and tries to mimic Anon's voice. The moment she begins, my strangled laugh scares the cats. "'Don't hold the needles too hard, Reimu. That’s a bad habit. You'll pierce your fingertips', c'mon, Reimu, that's beginner's stuff—Mr. Anon taught me that day one!" My laugh instantly dies, and I groan.

Ugh… Knitting is so different from swinging a gohei; that's wild and violent; the more strength put behind each swing, the better. Knitting is methodical, an art of patience whose results are much prettier than blood splatters or whimpers.

That's why I asked Chen to teach me how to knit.

I have swung the gohei my entire life; it was the first thing I remember doing—Danmaku is much better than getting squashed by a giant ball…—Looking at where ONLY knowing that brought me…

Learning something different should be good, right?

I doubt I can learn how to be as good of a seamstress as Chen or Anon on such short notice, but I'm not intending to do so. I just want to be good enough to make something meaningful for Hana—something she can look at and know was made with love; maybe wear it, cherish it… or just tear it and stomp the rags. It’s her choice what she makes out of it—but if she considers it, even for a moment… it'll be enough.

"So, have you got your needles on you?" I ignore the barely concealed excitement in Chen's face as I pull Anon's old spare needles from their hiding spot in the red bow in my head, Chen smiling and shifting to a more comfortable position. The cats ignore us yet keep meowing for affection frequently. "Good~a seamstress without her needles might as well be naked!" She purred as she said that, voice proud and tails going from side to side as if under catnip, and I huffed with amusement… I wonder if I should give Chen catnip someday.

… Maybe not with Ran around. Her lectures are worse than Kasen’s…

I laughed at the thought as my lessons started.

They were… confusing at best, unintelligible anytime else, but with some help from a whispering Gap near my ear hidden from view, I managed to pick up a lot of knitting know-hows before the end of the meeting, flying home with a big smile on my face and determination burning in my mind, holding the yarns Ran kindly gave me as I left—three for training, but the fourth and fifth… I'd need to be blind to not see the sheer quality of them. I couldn't resist and hugged her, Toutetsu laughing and Aya's quick on taking pictures; Ran hugging back with a thin smile… after gapping away the film roll off Aya's camera, of course.

Chen looked so happy it hurts.

Now, sitting on my new cushion by my kotatsu, two needles in my hands and the first crash course done, I knit with a smile.

Anon made Hana a brooch with love…

I got a dirty green rag, wrapped it around her neck and called it a day. Hana absolutely loved it…

… I wonder if she'll love a handmade, fine replacement.

>>45442504
Even now, Yachie can't score. A man expresses his interest in her and her first thought is to jump right to a threesome. Dumb turtle.

>>45442601
Chen is so kind, she really gives the best gifts. The Reimu redemption arc is really nice.

Relationship graph TWaT edition: The Walls are Talking.

The Hakurei Shrine Experience Relationship Graph: TWaI Edition.
Tewi Tewi!

>>45444159
saying rabbit rabbit after so much time has passed since the first of December won't grant you good luck....

>>45442113
kek, Anon entering speedrun mode here

>>45442504
>>45442493
>>45442487
Holy shit Yach-chan, I can't believe she jobbed that hard. Biten, thanks for the save, I could barely get through it due to second hand embarrassment and you somehow saved your friend from jobbing hard. I was hoping for more of a charisma break, however

something in the OP tripped my filters and now I have to keep unhiding the thread

>>45444949
happens to me sometimes too, it's a fun 'needle in a haystack' hunt

>>45442601
>My theory is that she forgot Mayohiga's existence until recently.
I remember the real reason~
> I made him a green one with a four-leafed clover on it, since he likes both so much—he said it was nostalgic
I can't believe Yukari gapped an actual anon...

>>45445210
shush you
>I can't believe Yukari gapped an actual anon...
Anon was a wholesome poster in /fit/, /out/, /ck/ and /trv/ before the evil gap hag came…

So for the birthday arc Hana is already heading over as Alicefag wrote and all the other hags are mostly set up from I understand?
If thats the case I won't worry about shoving out a fluffy story with Hana and her moms and I'll just focus on her training arc a bit. or maybe some fluff.

She's practically set for the finale aside from her relationship with the hags, i'm looking forward to seeing if she'll return to having guilty threesomes with Yukari and Kasen or if her moms will accept her and shelter her from Yukari's lewd plans. I'm also looking forward to seeing how Alice/mimafag handles Hana after so much has happened. Ideally it'd be left a bit vauge, the plan was to have it so others can use Hana as they see fit and write her in or out of whatever ending they please

>>45445416
Reimu is set, Yuuka is set, Yukari will be a surprise, Okina won't participate, sadly neither Kanako nor Sanae are making appearances (that I know, Mimafag might surprise us), Aya is set, Suzu will be there, probably wishing upon a star this party's cake is not to commemorate a lie, and Marisa is also there
yeah, everyone seems in place
>spoiler
yup, leaving it a little vague is best, specially considering she'll be a major player in the finale and dramatic character conclusions during climatic battles are the best

>>45444949
It was probably this
>Kasen is crying and seething a lot in the inside

>>45442364
>the Moon hates humans and youkai so much their lives and tribulations in th HSE is the most read novel in the entire Moon Capital… wait a second. Sagume is confused, goes to visit Doremy to see what the hell is happening, finds the Master of Dreams drunk as hell and begging for the nightmares to end. They won't end anytime soon;
I was actually intended that the book sagume saw was one of the porn books that the tengu are selling outside
the lunarians just sort of know what's going on in an unexplained way, it could be a tv, it could be some sort of telepathy, who knows

>>45445817
oh, sorri
let's just sweep that beneath the rug

>>45445817
I thought you were referencing pic rel, you know, birds canonically being Lunarian spy drones.
Also I thought the implication with one of the rabbits having the book was that Tewi was selling them to the Lunar Rabbits whit then circulated them through the rest of Lunar society.
I think it's been mentioned before, but even using canon only information Tewi is probably the suspect behind the political unrest in the lunar capital; being the only one with the means, motive, and opportunity to do so and seeming the harbor hidden intentions towards the lunarians as shown in Marisa's LoLK ending and making a joke at the expense of the inhabitants of Eientei and the moon during the events of SSiB

>>45445954
it could be tewi, it's never stated where the rabbits got the books from, just that they're the doujins. And it's just my lazy hack writing that stopped me bothering to explain how they're watching things unfold, but it's something they can all do, so it's probably battery operated ravens or something silly

>>45445817
So, SSiB notes that Lunarians can just kinda watch things going on down below without much need of actual devices like when they were monitoring Yukari, presumably through buildings and the like.
They probably have have TV like devices capable of monitoring things down below without the need of anything to actually record whats going on
>>45445817
>I was actually intended that the book sagume saw was one of the porn books that the tengu are selling outside
I thought that was obvious desu

>>45445466
>Reimu, Yukari and Hana in the same place
Oh no.

>>45446114
I can taste the drama

>>45446114
Reminds be I made this based on some of the discussion from last thread, but never posted it last thread.
Thinking of replacing the current Hana image from the graph with it.

>>45446224
Somehow forgot to attach the image.

>>45446231
Hana is not a hag... yet...

another thread, another flowchart of events!
https://files.catbox.moe/uh9r94.png
for writeanons to guide themselves and writeanons to get invested in stick figures
if I missed anything or got anything wrong, tell me please! Already fucked up by forgetting the numeration here >>45442424, so embarrassing…

>>45444283
Mating press
Mating press

>>45447261
>By breaking the spellcard rules and sucker punching Eiki...
I didn't intend for it to be a sucker punch or an explicit violation of the Spell card rules when I wrote it, More that both of them had to physically touch Eiki in order to use her as a fulcrum.
So it'd be up to Reimu if that was a violation or not. Would be fun to watch, like a penalty call at a soccer game.

>>45447375
never give in to incelrage, boys. You never know when an angry 'Mu for having to work during her daughter's birthday party may be just around the corner!
though, I'm not really sure if those are violations or not; written Danmaku duels have never been my cup of tea.
Just put it there for the meme

>>45447409
>incelrage
people seriously be out here saying this about the one monogamous couple in the whole story, one of which was involuntary robbed of celibacy.Besides Kozu of course, but her purity is too blinding.

>>45447483
all for the jaku is reversed, so a monogamous cute relationship is actually an extremely toxic relationship. She also reversed Goro from an upstanding citizen to a rage filled guy that breaks da rulez.
it was rigged from the started

>>45447483
Goro Akechi being a wife guy isn't any better, besides what sort of door mat marries a shit jaku after she rapes him.
Not to mention he's basically a rebellious teen with how he treats the Myouren temple crew who basically raised him.
Has he even called home in weeks?
Byakuren must be furious at him and the shitjaku.

>>45447507
>besides what sort of door mat marries a shit jaku after she rapes him
Anon and Goro would have a nice friendship
>Byakuren must be furious at him and the shitjaku.
kek, can you imagine Byakuren in the middle of the finale just stopping everything to scold Goro? Literally everyone stops fighting to watch as she gets all mad he hadn't written home in weeks.
Would be funny as hell

>>45447261
you know you're gonna have to start a whole mini arc about the diggers finding fossils with each thread now right?

>>45447803
>they'll dig so deep they'll find the oldest fossil of them all

>>45447967

>>45447517
Knowing how youkai work the psychological damage from that be enough to take Akechi out of the fight since he's half tool youkai now.

>>45447375
IIRC Spellcard rules were given the old heave-ho pretty early on. Cirno side story still gave it respect, but we're allowed to play fast and loose with the rules for flexibility.
Or excuse it with IaMP/SRW like I did for Sanae v Aya
Next update in a couple minutes I just have to pare down 81 characters.

>>45448622
>second spoiler
too real…

>>45414310
Meeting Hana went… worse than expected. It was bad enough that one of Okina’s creations (even if she was a good girl) lived with Hana, now she wanted to confront Yukari directly? Still, Hana did manage to get the jump on her and coordinated with Aunn to subdue her. Hopefully, she inherited enough of Reimu’s intuition and common sense from her father to have a plan. That’s it! She didn’t tell Aya her plan to make sure she didn’t squeal to Yukari!

…No, probably not. The tengu trudged to the HSE. Since Momiji hasn’t found her yet, she must still be arguing inside the brothel. Might as meet Ran and pass on the responsibility for letting Hana into the lion’s den.

Entering the establishment, the tengu’s leg was assaulted by a brown flash. It was a light, fluffy feeling. The shikigami wasn’t at her desk, but the shikigami’s shikigami was holding down the fort. Chen’s face was smooshed into Aya’s body, the only part of her head visible being her two drooped ears. “AYAYAPLEASEDONTDIEEE!”

The reporter knelt down to the bakeneko and hugged her tightly. “Don’t worry Chen, a little cut isn’t enough to bring me down. I’m fine, I’m fine, you don’t have to cry anymore—come on, you’re getting my skirt wet!” The kitten reluctantly let go of her leg, took a look at the crow lady’s face, and wrapped her arms around her neck instead. Aya swung the girl’s body around to her back, standing up with a furry backpack. “If you really that worried, then you’re coming with me! Come on, Momiji and Ran aren’t going to find themselves!”

Using the shikigami as a pass, Aya talked to the tengu guards, asking for the petty patrol dog. It seemed that Momiji was committed to interrogating every guard she came across, leading to multiple crows and wolves complaining to Aya. It wasn’t hard to pick up on their vitriol, even when they censored their insults for the sake of Chen’s innocent ears. Either way, Anon’s Frens were nowhere closer to finding either of their goals.

Instead of wasting her energy, Aya took a seat in the waiting room, buying a drink from the vending machine for herself and Chen. The Kappa Water Z was too fizzy for Chen, causing her to let out a little burp. Maybe she’d get a little dirt on Ran’s attempts at Anon while killing time. “So Chen, how’s Ran been doing these days?”

“Miss Ayaya, did you know lying is bad?” This conversation was off to a great start.

“Of course lying is bad. That’s why I only write about facts in my newspaper!”

“But Ran said your newspaper is full of lies. And when the guards were speaking, they were lying too.”

This little— Bunbunmaru was the most honest—! Deep breaths, she’s just asking a question. “Well, sometimes adults don’t say things plainly. They say things in a way that people will be happy to hear. Other times, they stop themselves from saying things that will make people mad. It’s a game of people-pleasing.”

“But people get angry when they find out they’re lied to. Then you have to ask them to forgive you for two things instead of just one thing. Now you have have to say ‘please’ twice!”

“Well, it’s a little more complicated than that. Sometimes people don’t want to know the truth—they want to believe in a lie.” More than a few names came to mind. More than she cared to admit.

“That sounds kinda sad.”

The tengu rose from her seat. “You’re right. I’ll tell you all about why people lie later — a full interview! Until then, just know there’s one person you should absolutely never, ever lie to once in your whole life. Can you guess who?”

The kitten started rubbing her chin, pondering deeply. “Ooh, it is Ran? Mister Anon?”

“Nope.” The tengu poked the top of Chen’s nose. “The one person you should never lie to is you.”

The tengu let her friend sip the rest of her carbonated drink until the door to the reception area creaked. In less than a second she snatched the can, crushed it, and tossed it into a bin before Ran could see her giving the kid sugar so late. “Cheeeeen, are you there?”

The kitten ran over to the door, her master engulfing her in a big hug before noticing her companion. “The yamawaro said you were with her. Did something come up?” Ah, this was rough. Well, better to say ‘please’ just once.

“Hana wants to meet Yukari. I think we should discuss this when Toutetsu’s here, but I don’t think we should deny her outright. She’s Anon’s daughter, but she’s still a Hakurei: She’s got the potential and reason to see her father free. We need to nurture that.”

The kitsune was silent for a minute. “...I’ll need to see her resolve firsthand. I’ll arrange a meeting at Mayohiga.”

After a few tense minutes, Momiji finally came to the exit. Aya was impatient “Hurry up and let’s go, I’m ready to drop dead.”

Chen ran at her and protested. “AYAYANODONTDIEEE!”

(Part 59)

>>45448622
>Next update in a couple minutes I just have to pare down 81 characters.
huh? what mean?

>>45448706
posts have a character limit of 5000, so he has to trim down some words or choose shorter synonyms

>>45448672
Ayaanon this chapter is very cute and all, warms my heart to see Aya teaching Chen a reliable lesson of life...
... But you might've forgotten something really important: >>45279271

>>45448756
God fucking dammit I looked through through the archive of that exact same thread 7 times trying to keep continuity with the post about Mayohiga that I completely skipped over that post AAAAAAAAAA-

Revision tonight, I can fix this easily. Chen being given strange advice by the weird bird lady must be preserved.

>>45448828
happens to all of us—will never forget that Akyuu mishap earlier in the Keine chapters…
>spoiler
good, good!

>>45448622
Not giving the Hana story enough credit desu, it doesn't appear a lot but it does have spell card rules sometimes.
That said I understand why other authors used spell cards as little as possible, they're pretty hard to describe and three dimensional combat where the combatants can move freely can get confusing enough as is.

>>45448850
don't forget everyone completely missing that the grassroots youkai network were already going to the HSE long before they were introduced in the story

>>45448958
Why do you think Kagerou got into an argument with Parsee in the Cirno story?

>>45448977
not him, but I really thought they had gone feral because of Mystia's delicious lamprey or something

>>45448958
Its fine, I wrote that little segment of the ran story and I've retconned most of it since it clashes with lots of new lore and the entire Hanastory

>>45449006
I'm actually pretty glad I didn't spell it out, it was pretty ooc in the first place, I already edited out the feral Reimu references of AO3 so I might edit what you suggest in later.

>>45448672
^
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These are lies written by tanuki don't read it

This is the real story
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v

>>45414310
Meeting Hana went… worse than expected. It was bad enough that one of Okina’s creations (even if she was a good girl) lived with Hana, now she wanted to confront Yukari directly? Still, Hana did manage to get the jump on her and coordinated with Aunn to subdue her. Hopefully, she inherited enough of Reimu’s intuition and common sense from her father to have a plan. That’s it! She didn’t tell Aya her plan to make sure she didn’t squeal to Yukari!

…No, probably not. The tengu trudged to the HSE. Since Momiji hasn’t found her yet, she must still be arguing inside the brothel. Might as meet Ran and pass on the responsibility for letting Hana into the lion’s den.

Entering the establishment, the tengu’s leg was assaulted by a brown flash. It was a light, fluffy feeling. The shikigami wasn’t at her desk, but the shikigami’s shikigami was holding down the fort. Chen’s face was smooshed into Aya’s body, the only part of her head visible being her two drooped ears. “AYAYAPLEASEDONTDIEEE!”

The reporter knelt down to the bakeneko and hugged her tightly. “Don’t worry Chen, a little cut isn’t enough to bring me down. I’m fine, I’m fine, you don’t have to cry anymore—come on, you’re getting my skirt wet!” The kitten reluctantly let go of her leg, took a look at the crow lady’s face, and wrapped her arms around her neck instead. Aya swung the girl’s body around to her back, standing up with a furry backpack. “If you really that worried, then you’re coming with me! Come on, Momiji and Ran aren’t going to find themselves!”

Using the shikigami as a pass, Aya talked to the tengu guards, asking for the petty patrol dog. It seemed that Momiji was committed to interrogating every guard she came across, leading to multiple crows and wolves complaining to Aya. It wasn’t hard to pick up on their vitriol, even when they censored their insults for the sake of Chen’s innocent ears. Either way, Anon’s Frens were nowhere closer to finding either of their goals.

Instead of wasting her energy, Aya took a seat in the waiting room, buying a drink from the vending machine for herself and Chen. The Kappa Water Z was too fizzy for Chen, causing her to let out a little burp. Maybe she’d get a little dirt on Ran’s attempts at Anon while killing time. “So Chen, how’s Ran been doing these days?”

“Miss Ayaya, did you know lying is bad?” This conversation was off to a great start.

“Of course lying is bad. That’s why I only write about facts in my newspaper!”

“But Ran said your newspaper is full of lies. And when the guards were speaking, they were lying too.”

This little— Bunbunmaru was the most honest—! Deep breaths, she’s just asking a question. “Well, sometimes adults don’t say things plainly. They say things in a way that people will be happy to hear. Other times, they stop themselves from saying things that will make people mad. It’s a game of people-pleasing.”

“But people get angry when they find out they’re lied to. Then you have to ask them to forgive you for two things instead of just one thing. Now you have have to say ‘please’ twice!”

“Well, it’s a little more complicated than that. Sometimes people don’t want to know the truth—they want to believe in a lie.” More than a few names came to mind. More than she cared to admit.

“That sounds kinda sad.”

The tengu rose from her seat. “You’re right. I’ll tell you all about why people lie later — a full interview! Until then, just know there’s one person you should absolutely never, ever lie to once in your whole life. Can you guess who?”

The kitten started rubbing her chin, pondering deeply. “Ooh, it is Ran? Mister Anon?”

“Nope.” The tengu poked the top of Chen’s nose. “The one person you should never lie to is you.”

The tengu let her friend sip the rest of her carbonated drink until the door to the reception area creaked. In less than a second she snatched the can, crushed it, and tossed it into a bin before Ran could see her giving the kid sugar so late. Oh. It was just Momiji.

“Aya, a crisis has been averted. Our reputations are safe from ignorant gawkers.”

Aya had neither the mental nor physical energy to care. “Fantastic. Let’s go home already, I’m ready to drop dead.” Meeting with Ran would have to come another day.

Chen ran protested, tackling the crow to the floor. “AYAYANODONTDIEEE!”

(Part 59)

>>45449713
Cute, I loved the little chen/aya moment
Though you still forgot that her scar was healed before she got HANA'D. Better luck next time

Apologies if this is a little bossy & demanding but you guys mind waiting on the birthday until I finish the next part of my Rikakotene plotline? Mostly cause it's pretty important for them
it's gonna be the set up for finally crossover with the Jobber gang so I feel it needs to happen. If only my writing mood didn't start and stop at random I would've had this shit done already

>>45450720
I thought it would drop today so I didn't write any Hana and just took it easy, you should hurry. Though I doubt it's dropping tonight.

>>45442601 (3/3—p1)
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I lightly tapped his shoulder. The man turned with an 'Excuse m—', his words cut when he saw a nightmare: a tired Hakurei miko staring him at eye level. Seija on his right seemed puzzled, turning to me—an entire head shorter than us—, freezing just like him, stopping midway through biting her dessert. The rest of the villagers walking around the market kept walking, not wanting to see the massacre. "Good evening." I say, placid.

"Reimu-san, good evening." Despite the clear terror, at least the man remained composed. Seija was midway a very bad word when I looked at her.

"Not another one…" She groans, holding tight to her man's arm, ready to pull him away at any time and run. "Whaddaya want, Hakurei?"

I raise an eyebrow and stare at the man. "Are you sure you wanna play dumb?"

"Reimu-san, this is all a terrible misunderstanding—the Yama wasn't keen on letting us pass so we challenged her to a duel—but we weren't expecting our combined powers to react so aggressively to the Sanzu. It wasn't our intention to create problems." He bows and if I were 20 years younger, I'd have eaten the lie up… mainly to just call it a day and go home.

I narrow my eyes and pull out my gohei, hiding the small package I carried until now. "Is that so?"

"Tsc—knew it. Keen to rip us a new one, bitch?! Bloodthirsty bastard, talking with you is futile!" Her frown drips venom as she pulls her hands up, shining with bright light. If there were anyone still watching, they were gone—? Ugh… over a building in the distance, I could see a familiar opportunist crow.

Ah, well, I'll demand she let me pet her wings as compensation.

The man separates from Seija, looking rather tense… Hm, staring from a distance, he looks rather familiar—I leave it to another time, dodging a rain of danmaku and calmly rising flight amidst the following laser beams. Compared to Toutetsu or Junko, it's like a walk on the riverbank, and my heart barely accelerates, equanimity befalling me as the seconds pass. Interesting; I can't enter a meditative state when with Chen or the cats at Mayohiga, but can easily do so in a danmaku duel? I smile, dodging her next spellcard with my eyes closed, not once shooting back—

—Seija is trying to use her turn-over powers on me and switch my position so she can overwhelm me with bullets…

Well, dodge.

I open one eye, smile sharpening with her look of utter surprise. She keeps trying—the man behind her flabbergasted—yet I keep dodging her reversals.

Floating over things is such a weird concept… Handy, anyway.

Oh, that was her third spellcard. If I'm remembering correctly, she has nine of them, right…? At least Aya is getting a good show.

The spellcards come and go; they get more aggressive in their tries to attack—Seija in this case, the man looked like he was overthinking something that'd probably make my head hurt—, dodging everything with increasingly ease. Though I shouldn't expect every battle to go like this. Floating needs proper ease of mind to work; even a smudge of any other feeling and it crumbles… No wonder I lost against Toutetsu all those years ago.

That was her ninth spellcard. Seija fell to the ground, panting, the man immediately on her side, assessing the situation. "Done?" I asked, approaching them with soft steps.

"Fuck… you…"

"That's a yes." I'm instantly in front of them and bonking Seija's head first with my gohei—she tries to reverse it. Cute, dodged~—; then her man's, both now on the ground. "That's for getting Eiki and the Shinigamis on my hair—ugh, you don't know how bothersome they can be! It was like listening to a lecture for hours, bleh…" My tone is that of a disappointed mother. They groan in pain, and I pull two pieces of paper and chalk pencils from my right sleeve, handing them to the couple. "Now, write a heartfelt apology to Eiki on why it was VERY wrong to flip the Sanzu, getting…" I check my palm. "… 1.602 souls stranded, and evil spirits free to roam the land."

"W-What the?!" Seija looked at her plain paper and pencil as if they offended her. The man sighed, using his thigh as support for the paper. "Goro!" Oh, that's his name.

"Just get this over with, Seija—and no, calling Eiki a bitch for thirty lines won't solve things." I chuckle, sitting down on the ground to watch. The amanojaku groaned, looked between us, and, as if she had gulped down a lemon, began writing, using his back as paper support.

"Wouldn't that all be compliments coming from an amanojaku?" I say out loud; Goro hums, massaging his head once or twice, and Seija shows me tongue. It took ten minutes for Goro to finish his and, as I checked it—what are these words…? Ugh, my brain hurts—he went to help Seija finish hers. I smiled at how cute it was. Though, Seija's letter was… Hum. "This better not be passive-aggressive, or you're writing another one." I made sure to break the air barrier with my gohei before storing it again. It passed the message.

Now, to the second part of this…

>>45453248 (3/3—p2)
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"No! We are not doing that!" Seija yells, her face red and angry, pointing a finger at me accusatorily. I'm unaffected by her reaction, turning to her man with a raised brow. "Don't you dare—"

"What color does your daughter like the most?" He asks.

I smile smugly at Seija before touching my chin, pondering. "Green—mainly because of our dog and her father. She also loves golds and red, though to a lesser degree… We haven't kept contact in the last year, so it may have changed or not." I explain, starting to walk down the market street, gohei hidden again in my sleeve and holding that package I was carrying earlier: Hana's birthday gift.

Like all birthday gifts, it needs to be wrapped-up nicely… Or so I guess it. I never got many in my infancy, and those I got in my adult life were useful things like cooking utensils and clothing—never something as indulgent—and someone to pay for such wrapping.

They're also paying me diner, so that's nice.

Seija groans loudly, drinking a pit of sorrow and disgrace—and yelling a lot of bad words—before pulling herself up and following us, eyeing me as if I were taking them to their execution or something worse. I wonder what she thinks would be worse than death. "Hm…" He looks at the package, mumbling to himself. "What's the color of the present?"

"Green."

"What shade of green? Sacramento, seaweed, emerald, etc.?"

I stare at him, deadpan. "Green."

He scratches his nape. "I see, you're just like Nue… An emerald green wrap embroidered with blood-red should do, then. Or maybe something less conventional in light-red and auric gold? No, too fancy for a mother's present…" Huh. I asked them to simply pay for the packaging, but he seems invested in the decision-making. Better him than me to have this migraine.

Seija pouts, also bored by the confusing words. "What even is that present anyway?" Goro stops and looks at it, just as curious.

"A kerchief—she uses one like mine, but green and frayed." I point at mine and innocently, Goro looks at it—Seija angrily elbows the man's liver, a touch of jealousy there. Heh, the rage of a woman who'll never go past b-cup is amusing; it reminds me of Marisa.

"Yes, we've seen that up close when she pummeled us recently." He says that, ignoring well the pain, and that catches my attention. Hana getting into fights? That's… unexpected.

"Yeah, Hakurei—your brat is a perverted fucking racist; did you know that?"

H-Huh?! What is she talking about?

I look at Goro, seeking answers. He scratches his nape, suddenly embarrassed. "You see, Reimu-san… Hana saw us walking around the village without even paying her mind and, for no motive at all, contested our relationship. Said untasteful things, too. Then we fought, and after she won—" It's hard to stop the ember of pride from blazing like a giant bonfire. "She… Well… She asked Seija to flash her her panties."… Which is quickly put out with a waterfall of cold water, freezing me solid.

What.

Hana did…

WHAT?!

… W-W-What the… Hana why'd you…

My eyes are so wide and so unfocused that I almost stumble, my whole composure draining like a kappa industrial hose. Truth be told, I wasn’t fond of mixed relationships either… But after hugging Aya so tightly in my arms, hearing her cries of joy and acceptance, feeling the life growing inside of her, the beauty of it all… It was hard to hold the same instance.

But asking someone to flash their panties?! WHAT THE HELL, HANA?!

I'm flabbergasted. There’s no better way to put it.

Seija is laughing, despite her face being red like a beet. "HA! Your 'pure' Hakurei brat is a pervert, Reimu! Oh, can you imagine if she touches herself to the memory~? She was blushing like an apple, so of course she must!"

“Seija, please…” Goro utters as I give Seija a death stare, but it seems to just make her that more satisfied. He then pats me on the back. "Reimu-san, s-she's a growing teenager—exploring her sexuality is normal… I guess."

"You okay if I give her more material to explore that sexuality, mama?!" Seija asks, fondling her breasts, and I pinch the bridge of my nose—her laughter echoes loud.

People stare at us weirdly, and my embarrassment makes my face feel like a boiler.

"I-I'm so sorry for her conduct…" I say, and Seija is about to continue…

… The gohei between my fingers a centimeter away from hitting her face, yet displacing the air strongly enough to sway her hair prompts her to reconsider.

"Don’t sweat it, mama~" She doesn't stop snickering and threading the danger line, of course.

Goro struggles to switch topics, hiding very well his own laughter, as he knows his life depends on it. "Uh… So, what do you want to eat after we're done, Reimu-san?"

"The entire menu of the Geidontei." Seija gasps out loud, actually stumbling and burning red with anger, an evil grin blossoming on my face.

Goro massages his temples.

>>45453257
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I ignore the glances and stares inside the Geidontei just as I have done so much recently in my visits to the Village—always certain as to not coincide them with Hana's patrols—, rapidly and sloppily eating a bit of everything, talking with Goro and Seija between bouts of munching; disregarding the fight of earlier and the fact they're associated with Yukari, the conversation flows nicely, naturally avoiding hard topics—mainly to not break the illusion I'm plotting against Yukari, which should be watching with interest.

On top of the table rests a small green box wrapped in red ribbons, and in front of us, as promised, all the menu of the Geidontei and still more to come~! I eat everything with a smile, watching Seija steal food from his plate, amused laughter when topics of Hana's confusing fear of vines of the past come to the table or how shocked the Yama was when Goro, dramatically, helped Seija shift the position of the Sanzu… All while holding her boob, I added. Eiki was very mad about that. Seija hits him once more, and Goro hides his face. I gave him his letter, and, with a mumbled thank you, he added two more lines.

I can feel Miyoi staring at my back, utterly confused.

… Man, I miss hanging around with people. It’s been so long—two entire decades. The gohei hidden inside my sleeve feels incredibly heavy, and I sigh to myself, tired.

The fun soon ends, and we part ways in front of the Geidontei, Goro wishing me luck with the present and that Hana may like it. Seija mockingly played with the bars of her skirt before showing me her tongue, embarrassment reddening my face.

When things get resolved and if Hana chooses to accept me back in her life… We'll have a LOT to talk about.

>>45453269
Hana won't survive the embarrassment they mom squad will deliver onto her, Reimu, Junko, Mima, Kanako, Suwako, and others.
I wonder if she would get off on some of it?

>>45453248
>>45453257
>Heh, the rage of a woman who'll never go past b-cup is amusing; it reminds me of Marisa.
A story is never complete without a bit of Maribullying
>It's hard to stop the ember of pride from blazing like a giant bonfire. "She… Well… She asked Seija to flash her her panties."… Which is quickly put out with a waterfall of cold water, freezing me solid.
Ohnononononono, i'm surprised 'mu didn't at least knock Seija out for that. Hell, I would've.
>>45453269
Well a bit of 'mu healing goes a long way. Very good chapter and nice to see that we're just about squared away for the birthday party, how nice that Seija and Goro are going in place of the 'mu

>>45453494
Hana will simply die inside, there's simply no way she'll recover if the entire momsquad finds out she's a pervert.
As long as no one flashes her their panties and makes things weird it'll merely stay as something she'll remember when she tries to sleep for the rest of her life

>>45453526
>i'm surprised 'mu didn't at least knock Seija out for that. Hell, I would've.
'mu was flabbergasted; utterly shocked; gonga boggled out of her mind by the news. And if this was pre-redemption!Mu, Seija would've lost at least twelve teeth
>how nice that Seija and Goro are going in place of the 'mu
I think they'd at the very least attempt double suicide before doing that

>>45453248
Not out of Hell Namek yet, but this will go nicely after it.
>I could see a familiar opportunist crow.
I can't wait for the article!
>"What shade of green? Sacramento, seaweed, emerald, etc.?"
In retrospect, Goro being highly specific about gift giving etiquette is very in-character. He's not beating the house husband allegations anytime soon.
>>45453269
>All while holding her boob, I added. Eiki was very mad about that. Seija hits him once more, and Goro hides his face. I gave him his letter, and, with a mumbled thank you, he added two more lines.
I'm glad people understood that without me spelling it out.

Man i would like to Goro and Seija's adventures to be a fic of its own too.

>>45453269
Good to see she's taking an interest in being a good mother. Too bad she's in the dark on how her daughter turned out.

>>45455009
Reimu will be a good mom to Aya's kids, author-san here kind of went a bit strong of the fluff redemption 'Mu, especially when it came to her feelings about Aya.
Not that I'm complaining about the second part, Aya and Reimu do look cute standing next to each other.

>>45455009
If you think about it her behavior is directly a result of the 'mu's behavior. Literally everything wrong with Hana except the sin kink is directly her fault

>>45455052
A-Anon… that's one of the main functions of a parent; be a mold for their children to mirror. The little guys are like sponges and absorb everything, good and bad

>>45455052
Well it is, but she never bothered thinking about how her behavior would affect Hana back when she was abusive so learning what Hana has been up to will really open her eyes. They really do need to talk. Hana doesn't need to forgive her, but just clearing things up and setting boundaries would go a long way.

>>45455177
Sad part is Hana is likely to not forgive her till she's a proper adult, its just how teens think. Hana could get over it with a heart to heart, she's desperate for motherly affection after all. The problem is, a heart to heart would only work if it was just teenage angst. She has a lot of legitimate grievances with Reimu that simply can't get resolved like that. Given that Reimu traded any future she had for temporary power there simply won't be time to fix things. I really don't see even the sappiest fluff writer among us being able to convincingly write such a reconciliation, and honestly Reimu does not deserve it.

>>45455171
I mean that in her Electra complex, mommy issues, underlying inferiority complex, victim complex, and more. Reimu has entirely prevented her from having a healthy outlook on life, and while it's kinda brushed over given how things have spiraled out of control; she still fears becoming abusive to those she loves and falling into alcoholism. It just lacks any impact anymore given how small her issues around that seem now

>>45455047
>Aya's kids
I like seeing people use Aya, especially since she watches everyone anyways, but I'm just slightly concerned that people may have forgotten one thing:
She's going to pop out 4 eggs 2 months after that time she slightly raped Anon (before the Winter Solstice, at any rate) and was supposed to start showing after 2 weeks. Aya also spent quite a bit of time in Anon's HSE cage, which has a neat little effect of making nearly a whole day last only an hour or two on the outside.
Just something to keep in mind about how 'visible' the bird might be during Hana's party.

>>45455295
didn't Toutetsu said something about eating her visible pregnant belly? I wonder if Ayaanon will use that; do something entirely different to hide the belly or not hide at all.

>>45455211
Obviously the chances of all of them getting back together as a happy family are incredibly slim. Both Reimu and Anon have accepted that things are over and they just can't ignore everything that has gone on since they left. The best thing Reimu could do is to try to clear away Hana's fear of turning out like her and setting limits for how much she'll be in her life. Everything thing else would be a matter of letting them go and have a life without her and lots of therapy.

>>45455308
I remember Aya being visible horrifed at the mere suggestion of Toutetsu eating anything related to her children and I'm rolling with that. I also think Aya's the kind of lady that would be annoyed she has to pick out clothes that fit her growing belly but enjoys wearing them after she puts it on.

I know I set up buying the incubator as taboo. At the very least, that means tengu mothers are expected to stay at home with their eggs as they incubate. I think it could work as a double-standard: Tengus show off their eggnancy as a trophy of conquest but are expected to stay home and watch the clutch. She's really just scared of telling Anon the truth about the pregnantea mishap.

>>45455295
>slightly raped
Tengu please, rape is a binary thing

>>45455492
>Aya didn't know Anon was there unwillingly, believed Yukari's lies at first
>exchanged the anti-natality medicine in a bout of retardness
the first non-human/tengu conception that is not rape… A-Amazing!

>>45455513
it was supposed to be non-tengu/tengu… god fucking dammit

>>45455513
anon, just because she's retarded doesn't make it not rape
yukari's retarded too but no one's gonna try and claim that she didn't rape him

It's fun imagining that the climax could be somewhere around Fantasy Maiden Wars and Dragon Ball Z.
https://files.catbox.moe/5sldip.webm
>>45455630
From Yukari's POV it was 100% consensual. After all he basically consented as soon as he started complementing her.

>>45454691
>second spoiler
so that was fucking intentional

>>45456547
I still don't get it...
Anyone care to explain so I feel like less of an idiot?

>>45456547
>>45456606
In the Eiki fight, Seija put her hand on her back and Goro on her chest, which is a very rude thing to do to a young lady!

>>45455635
Goku's has actually only caught up to the Touhou high ends by the end of tournament of Gods where he can fight evenly with Beerus who's even with Flan.
Both Beerus and Flan also have statements alluding that they haven't reached their full potential yet.
And funnily enough Touhou low ends like Cirno would be able to JJK's Ryoumen Sukuna evenly.

>>45456606
have you ever grabbed a bag of wet sand?

This thread needs more tewi fluff, she needs to cement herself a a proper momhu... or maybe lewd momhu...
It depends on if I have the time tonight

were there really only two updates in the whole last day? hope this birthday party can revive us, because at this rate the finale will be just two people trying to wrap everything up

>>45457599
I don't know about everyone else, but I'm waiting because my character is going to be primarily included so I don't want to devolpe things and mess up with Mimafags's plot. birthday party is going to include most active characters including mine and will potentially change the plot moving forward. I think many of us are waiting before we start updating again. I know I am

>>45457625
I have last minute shit for the end of the semester, I'm free for the rest of the year to write about toohoos

>>45457599
I'M WORKING ON IT

>>45457599
Finales for some and the Christmas season preparations for others plus, I got a bunch of daily December commitments, sort of like an advent calendar, but for getting in gear for next year.

>>44909353

Tewi wasn't a snoop, she didn't like to eavesdrop nor be nosey. She most certainly didn't like to pry into other's business, she most certainly did mind her own problems and worry about what truly mattered. Matters like family, friends, happiness, and living a life away from silly things like suffering; which she left to Reisen.

Still, there were certain problems that she couldn't ignore, back then it was issues like her family she uplifted from common rabbits living short and sick lives. Issues like boredom, unhappiness, and suffering that came from the daily lives of her kin... life wasn't easy for the herbivores of the world after all.

Tewi may or may have not achieved a form of enlightenment, she may or may have not gone to the moon where the God equally rotund and handsome, lord Daikoku, had shared his passions with her. She may or may not have sired entire broods that may or may not have become the Inaba of the moon.

It was because she may or may not have achieved such wonderful things that she understood that those that had not desperately needed a little help to get the same wonderful life she had. That's why when Eirin told her, that in the interests of letting the silly little moon bunny collect her data, she should get her kin to take it easy in visiting that hunk of man meat; tewi adamantly told her 'sure'.

Tewi knew the game at play here, Yukari the socially stunted love-sick women was simply unable to realize what a happy relationship looked like. That was why she did the nonsensical thing of letting her love be used and abused instead of simply keeping him for her own family. Really now, this land was full of children and women that pretended to be grownup...

Tewi was well beyond that, she knew that happiness was the most important. It was why she so mercifully gave humans all the luck they wanted, if they could find her, and raised more and more kin to keep her long life fulfilled. She was the leader of the Inaba of the earth for a to do reason, she simply knew what was needed and knew the path to enlightenment was one that could be filled with happy times.

Today was a special day, it was time for Tewi to flex her muscles(stolen vip card) and head into that silly little brothel with all the girls that haven't yet gotten knocked up. It was for family after all, and Anon was indeed a rarity; the first patriarch of the Inaba that all his wives eagerly awaited. Even though Eirin would be cross when what was done was done, she knew that she could weather whatever was to come... or push it onto Reisen...

As her and her kin arrived at the human village's west gate, cloaked and hidden from prying eyes, she couldn't help but remind herself of the that squirt, Hana. She was a good girl, Sana and Sara loved her especially and with just a bit of good words she got even the most nervous of her kin to consider her a sister-in-the-making. She knew exactly how to bring the future Hakurei over to her side as well, her father.

Tewi had 'accidently' over heard the therapy session she had with Eirin... she'd have preferred more witnesses, but beggers can't be choosers after all. Instead, she put forward her profound knowledge to good use: if she wanted to catch a horny Hakurei, she'd need a bait better than a good fight. She'd need Anon.

Once she had Anon, Hana would follow. Once Hana followed, Anon would choose to stay. It was the perfect set up that ensured that Inaba would enter a new age of prosperity, straight to the moon~

Tewi entered that bulding, as always there was a subtle smell of lust and desperation in the air. The fox at the counter barely even gave her a look, which paled slightly as the rest of the pink clad Inaba rushed in behind Tewi, "Hey Kitsune~ you didn't think my party of 24 reservation was just a joke right?! It's family day today, and we're all going to have fun!"

>>45458480
This right here, this is probably the type of thing that might lead anon to do something desperate and potentially something exceptionally stupid.

>>45458480
>Matters like family, friends, happiness, and living a life away from silly things like suffering; which she left to Reisen.
kek, of all the quips in the chapter this got me the hardest
funny, Tewi's plan to get Anon and Hana sounds extremely similar to Yukari's…
>24 horny Inaba
well, that's it. Pack it up boys. Anon is dead, and this fucking rabbit killed him.

>>45459265
>>45459512
Tewi is a good girl that knows that Anon needs lots of therapy, a good admittance to their newly found mental ward so he can recover is exactly what Anon needs... if Hana were to choose to live there with her father it'd just be a good thing no matter how you look at it, right?

>>45428700 (23/-—p1)
—
"Okay, okay—caution, now… There~!" The pride in my voice is visceral as the tepid wind of a particularly hot autumn day strikes me and flutters my hair, clouds above fluffy and white, the day is clear, and the skies are of a vibrant blue, a gigantic smile threatening to rip my face open… Because my hands I held the cutest babies ever, their tiny bodies outstretched and eyes full of confusing wonder and bliss—though Aki seemed bothered to not be nestled in her bed or Aunt Suzu's arms—their cute wings wide-open, letting air flow beneath the cartilage and keeping them afloat.

Of course, they can't understand my words, yet to fly is a natural instinct of every night sparrow—or so said the book Suzu gave me—and also that the species start it very soon, about a month old.

Kuramochi giggled, looking at me with those sparks inside his eyes, making my already shaken heart quake with emotion—enough to forget the various trips to the bottom of freezing, raging rivers; the financial problems; the whispers and disgusted gazes… I smile, filling my lungs and letting the air out, watching the golden clouds lighted by sunlight.

—Oh, my eyes shine; they managed to stabilize themselves with the air currents! They're naturals at this~ "Okay, okay, now… Let's be very careful." I gradually stop moving, though Kuramochi and Aki keep trying to fly forward, so it takes some fiddling before we're all standing still. "I'll let go of you; the current is weak, so you won't be carried with it. All you have to do is maintain altitude." My body tenses up as the words leave me, ready to spring into action and catch them if they start free-falling. It was shocking to know that an important and proven-tested exercise was to let them fly on their own, and terror made me remember Mystia's words: they're so fragile and tiny…

Will they even manage to fly by themselves? What if the strong wind simply rips them apart? Or take them away and I can't reach them—

They stared at me with gleaming eyes.

Eyes once full of pain, terror, crying as the world engulfed on them with ultimate cruelty…

… Mystia never believed you could make it.

Heart on top of my mouth and skin shivering with a high dosage of adrenaline, I calmly let go of them, concentrating: If they show even a smudge of struggle, I'll be there, I'll be there—despite the immense terror and heart beating like crazy, I could feel my smile widening as they just didn't fall, wings rapidly flapping up and down, clearly not accustomed to it but… Just not falling.

So, I let go of the last thing connecting us—their hands.

Clad in matching layers of autumn clothing with holes in the back for their wings… They just kept watching me, flying by themselves.

… What's the name of this? Of this impossibly huge surge of pride that warms my entire body? That makes me think of future versions of these small bundles of joy, soaring through the skies and remembering my lessons? My hands on theirs—

—H-huh?

They began flying towards me. It was janky, confused, and weird, but they flew towards me. Wide-eyed, I moved to the side, and they changed directions… I did it again, and they changed directions again.

They're following me; such behavior described in that book as them… them seeing me as…

I could feel the tears streaming already.

I cleaned my eyes, took a deep breath and gently caught them in my arms before they ran out of energy—no more than 20~ seconds of solo-flight—and, wordlessly, was about to make my way back to the village…

…

I shouldn't…

… Still…

With an explosion of force and eyes of iron, I set for a specific point in the Forest of Magic, flying through canopies as thick tears streamed—echoing from my throat giggles of sheer retribution—, arms holding these precious lives that…

… That see me as their mother.

With my velocity, the trip took mere minutes, breaking the foliage and landing on strong wood with my bare feet, displacing the air. I stared at her—

—Mystia stared back, wide-eyed and glowing Danmaku on her fingertips.

This is the balcony of her nest, a door behind her leading inside the tree… From this same balcony, she threw her children into the cold arms of Death. Her eyes narrowed before bulging, and her next stuttered words carried fear. "K-Keine?! You survi—"

"THEY DID IT!" I yelled, panting, my tears already having dried minutes ago, but I still looked terrible, yet I pridefully paraded a smile of victory. Mystia was utterly confused, frowning, wings tense—until she looked down at my arms and saw big, shining eyes, Aki munching on her fist and Kuramochi trying to eat a bundle of my hair. Her fear drained, and everything in that dumb face of hers was shock. She tried to say something more, but I cut her off. "They survived the cold of that night! Being eaten, lying on freezing ground for hours, hunger… THEY SURVIVED! I've learned to care for them, be the mother they deserve. And just now they flew by themselves… You were wrong. We survived."

>>45460521
got inspired by the Test Drive scene for the first half of the chapter, though decided not to include the 'oh shit we're falling from the sky!', that'd be too retarded in the context here, even for Keine

>>45460543
got inspired by the Test Drive scene from How to Train your Dragon 1[...]
… brain is mush right now, fugg

>>45460543
>retarded in the context here, even for Keine
Please do not bully the cow
>>45460521
This entire scene is unintentionally comedic, 'I let the babies fly, how adorable!' Straight to, 'SEE THAT YOU DUMB BIRD? I SURVIVED AND I'VE MADE YOUR KIDS MY OWN, FUCK YOUR DOOR, FUCK YOUR BALCONY, FUCK YOUR LIFE!'

>>45460568
>Please do not bully the cow
it's law, Anon. Secondaries must be bullied.
>second paragraph
kek, really wasn't expecting that; but when you put it like this…

>>45458480
>>45459796
Tewi truly is mom materiel. fully accepting of her daughter's desire to bang her dad...
Truly she is a rabbit above all else!

>>45460657
Tewi is truly the best isn't she?

(1/2)
—
Koishi stands on the surface of the lake, looking down at the millions of skulls and arms beneath the solid water. Kokoro holds her hand, and together they watch the sword.

I watch from the top of one of the many monolith spikes that surround the lake, holding my arms as if feeling cold… I bite my lip, shifting my gaze to the margins of Douji's Basin—as it's being called—where dozens of oni flock to, touching the impossible-to-break water surface, marveling at the infinite skulls and outstretched arms and singing with pride about Yuugi's stand and the deal between Yukari and Douji, bringing to life that outrageous affront to nature in the middle of the lake, which is in the concerning process of turning into a sacred place for the Oni. The oldest onis say they can 'feel it' in the air; the younger generation thrills at their stories of grandeur and bloodbaths… Echoes of a mass Oni resurfacing and the imminent war that'll follow it—a war to retake Yatsugatake—Youkai Mountain—are abundant.

All because of that sword…

The sword that embodies ‘Ibaradouji's’ magic.

I hear footsteps, and I glance at Yuugi hopping on top of the spike, landing on my side. "Man… Dealing with those geezers is a pain sometimes." She sighs, arms in casts—still balancing that sake bowl of hers on top of the bandages. Hm, onis—upper body covered with a jacket hanging on by the shoulders, a frown possessing her face. "They are all antsy because your sister is stepping on sacred ground—so whiny, had to punch so many faces~" It carries tiredness yet is said with a contagious grin… Though it's short-lived. "She's still at it… You have to talk, Satorin. Things can't keep up like that."

I sigh. Yuugi is right… Not telling Koishi about the fact Yukari can manipulate the range of my power—and, therefore, hers—was cruel. She sought so thoroughly, so desperately, a way to silence the voices… resorting to mind-suicide. Things are steadily changing with the progress of her pregnancy, but that's beside the point—which is that I omitted what could've been her only other alternative to closing her third eye.

My heart bleeds, and the desire to turn back time is noxious… Yet I know that if I were to turn back to the day before she chose to change her life forever…

I still wouldn't tell her about Yukari.

… Yukari is a monster. What she did to Kasen, the things I saw in her mind, the nightmares, the pain…

A solution that costs so much is not a solution; it's just another hell—

I look at Koishi in the distance, and doubts easily arise. To not see her suffering, to maybe hit that corner of Yukari's heart not tainted by darkness—to do anything but silently watch…

My throat feels bogged, and Yuugi by my side pities my situation, and a gesture of affection is to come… I don't dodge it, and her bandaged hand petting my head is some respite from the devouring thoughts of recently. "She's your sister, Satori—if you tell the truth, she'll hear, she'll understand. But if you hide and keep watching from the back…"

"Nothing will change." I complete, hands closing and opening, my 3rd eye widening for a second as utter rage courses my blood… So much to think: 'Ibaradouji's sword' and it's effects on the oni population; Yukari and the other Gensokyan sage, Okina; my goddamn house in reparations; Orin and her idiotic plan to meddle with effects that shouldn't have been of our concern, though that changed the moment Koishi was found out to be pregnant… I let the rage cool down, body and mind iron. That’s when I’m at my best.

I can't wait idly anymore.

Things are changing fast, and Kasen is alone dealing with Yukari; Koishi may be in danger no matter what I do…

"Yuugi."

She glances at me, and her mind carries the same fire as mine. A fire to go against this tidal wave of a tyrant that thinks she can always get things her way, change the world, and implant limbs of cruelty like that sword of sin and feel like she’s doing no wrong. To kill en masse and not bat an eye…

"… I want to fight Yukari. Rip her influence away from my kingdom, restore it to its peacefulness, and destroy the shadow that looms over Koishi and the father of her children…" I remember words whispered before the death of consciousness, a puppet taking its place. "I want to help Kasen."

Yuugi stared at me… Then, a wide smile took over her battered face, determined and ready to battle as if her body wasn't broken. "Ho~? Took you a while, Satorin! Wanna join me and Suika in freeing our sister and a wronged human? The more, the merrier! HAHA!"

I devilishly smile. Orin was already on it, and Okuu will tag along for the battle alone. Truly, I'll still have to talk to my dear sister and clarify things—despite how much it hurts me what may become of our relationship—but it won't be beneath a thumb…

Rather, the same way when I was flying by Kasen's side, telling her Yukari’s mortal sins: at peace with my fate.

"Do you really need to ask?" I reply to the question.

Yuugi laughs even louder.

>>45463219
Oni Alliance? Make it the Underground Alliance!

(1/2)
"I really can't take you anywhere." Goro joked aloud as I flipped over the last ornate spire on the path toward the little Hell Palace, to the angst of the defeated guards we'd left in our wake.

"Trust me, they'll love it." I said, while pulling a little hell fairy out of her hiding spot. "Won't they squirt?"

"Hmph, both of you are gonna get it when Master see's what you've done!" she said with a huff.

"Oh, don't be like that little one, we won because I've seen you at work before!" Goro told her.

"Eh? I don't remember fighting some short woman and her eccentric robe wearing boy toy! Ow!" She exclaimed, as I gave her a solid knock on her head.

"We didn't fight, I watched you at the fireworks festival way back when. You put on quite the show! Drove me and my Father nuts!" Goro smiled.

Years ago, Reimu put on a sort of Danmaku festival that me and some other freaks hijacked, I suppose Goro was only a child back then. Good times, and come to think of it, I hadn't seen some of those faces in quite a while...

"Stupid, I'm not going to forgive you just cause' you complimented me!" Clownpiece yelled, despite the brat clearly falling for it.

"Well you can tell the Hell God all about how we abused you yourself then, come on, you can ride me." Goro said, taking a knee and offering his back to the girl.

"I'm not gonna-" I gave her collar the slightest of tugs "-fine, but your gonna be really sorry!"

Roughly, clownpiece jammed her foot into Goro's back, scaled his body, and straddled his head, almost causing him to fall forward as he stood up.

"Cirno told me if your gonna ride someone you gotta be the tallest after all." The blonde creature said matter-of-factly.

"Sure, the nutty fairy riding high for all to see." Goro said in a singsong tone.

As we climbed the last leg of the path I couldn't help but think, I haven't ever been carried by Goro and this girl, who's he's just met for the first time get's to ride on his shoulders! Oh, I know what he's thinking 'what a cute fairy' right? Little shits probably caused more lethal accidents then victims of actual Youkai attacks. No, he should know better...

Oh! A ploy! Goro, you sly devil, you've taken a hostage! Hecatia favors Clownpiece after all and even if worse comes to worse, and that straight forward murder woman Junko is around, she'll also probably hesitate long enough for us to come up with something.

Still, I wasn't going to let that little jerk monopolize my property like that, so I knabbed his arm and pushed myself against him. Clownpiece didn't seem to care, drumming on Goro's head like she was trying to compose a song, whatever, when this was all over I could force him to be my personal horse. It's going to be extremely embarrassing for him, maybe I can even goad him into walking me up to the Buddhist temple steps!

"You have to use a special knock to open the place, here let me..." Clownpiece said, reaching for the door.

I snapped my fingers and the doors flipped from closed to open. "All my rhythms are one-beat." I remarked to the little fairies disappointment.

The palace's interior was an offense to the sense. The base of the building was a sort of gothic cathedral, but the piers were all painted with saturated colors that were cracking with age, the triforiums contained an amateurish mural that told an incoherent story were hell's residents and the repeated annihilation of the moon featured prominently, various gaudy ornaments hanged from high up in the ribs of the building, and the hall seemed to go on forever. I liked it.

"A little families' come to visit us! Quite unusual for us down here in Hell, Junko! come take a look!" A voice called.

>>45463470
(2/2)
From the darkness of the ceiling, Hecatia descended in a way that she probably thought was ominous. Ominous, if I couldn't see her panties. Bold choice though I have to say.

"Yukari's fingers have arrived already? I thought they'd scheme a little longer before coming to die." Junko remarked as she stepped out from a hallway, her face in that placid smile of hers.

"Not yet Junko! Let me get a good look at them first!" Hectia insisted rushing toward us.

meticulously, she gazed over Goro, pinching parts of his robe, fumbling about with his bracelet, actuated his joints on his boney left hand, and scuffling her hair.

The Hell god nodded. "Very nice! Wearing the garbs of a dead eccentric Youkai hunter is quite the rebel statement in these times and something that retro could totally end up being chic nowadays! And that bracelet goes so well with it, ugh, if only I could find those old Youkai hunter souls... Although that's not to say you've done nothing to make it your own! This hand body mod of yours almost makes you look like your actually some sort of undead!"

"I'm flattered. You know, I actually thought about changing recently, but now I'm glad I second-guessed myself." Goro smiled.

"Now Seija..." She said, looking me over in the same, pedantic fashion. Although at least she had the decency not to lift my skirt or anything.

"Classic! I. Love. Your. Dress. Seija, I think seeing you for the first time was the best vibe I got since Clownpiece adopted the American flag. All those arrow motifs, the big bow at the back proving your femininity, the subtle translucent lining at the bottom, and those sandals really complete your tomboy look!" She gushed.

"I like the patterns too!" Clownpiece chimed in.

"If I were to improve you two..." Hectia thought, tapping her face with a finger.

"....I'd try some cohesion! Just a little though, you two are together right? It's important for couple outfits to share a little of each other's personalities. Plus, Yukari will probably try to put her mark on you two with some stuffy uniform sometime soon, best to enjoy yourselves now!" She commented.

This was good, the way Hectia was talking, we'd be able to walk out of here without a fight. Not that I wasn't itching to try my luck, but Junko was a spoilsport that went for the throat.

"Hey Seija! How about I take you to my wardrobe! I've got some wonderful outfits for you to try! You come to Clownpiece, I have some sets that might work with us three." She said, grabbing Clownpiece's and my arm.

"Goro, if you could be a dear, keep Junko company while were gone!" Hectia asked, before flying off with us.

---

'Disaster', that was a good word for being left alone with one of the most lethal people I've ever seen, separated from Seija, in one of the most hostile places I've ever been.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Jun-"

"You're a Yakumo agent, that woman has drawn my ire as of late, Is there a reason I shouldn't kill you?" Junko asked, her smile unchanging.

"I'm bearing children, I swear, I can give you three references that aren't Yakumo who'll verify." I answer honestly.

Junko merely blinked.

"Uh, it would be nice to see the rest of this place, could you show me around?"

"Very well." Junko answered, turning and proceeding down a hall, I followed her, letting her walk a few paces in front of me.

>https://archiveofourown.org/works/52050766/chapters/131634781
I haven't read this yet but does it have spousal abuse and sex like the story it was based on? That was the main appeal of the original to me.

I haven't been abel to read these threads in a while.
Could someone give me a tl;dr on Alice?

>>45463470
Piece bullying is a crime; should've never made Reimu do a pacifist 1cc/1life of Seija in the village…
and Seija really is jealous of a certified retard fairy? Damn. This won't age well for Goro-san…
>>45463483
that Hecatia is an impostor. We all know the TRUE Youkai of Sex would never use any panties.
>"I'm bearing children, I swear(...)"
that's the best way of saving yourself from a quick and pure death, though. Good thinking, Goro-san!

>>45463668
Jobs.

>>45463494
Reimu in the Hana story would be in a textbook on how the mind of husband beater works, though it hasn't as much sex as the HSE, since the latter is a brothel, after all
>>45463668
finally managed to break the Shanghai Running curse; made Anon a doll which we call Dolly since Aliceanon never named it… and jobbs her love confession; is preparing Hana a birthday party with the rest of the jobber squad; had a "date" with Anon and her army of dolls and gets a sweet kiss from him. Her storyline is very cute as of lately

Lets be real here the best possible outcome for Anon is is living as a loner outcast when this is all over because every single person he knows has taken advantage of him.

>>45463494
It's there but since their daughter is the PoV character instead of her husband, it's not as prevalent. But it's still open if their daughter was conceived by rape or not. If you want lots of trauma and sex, then the HSE is for you.

>>45463727
To be expected.
>>45463727
Thank you, now I really want to read these posts myself

>>45463219
YESSSSSSSS YUUGI CONTENT

>>45463746
the best ending is the one you like the most, including bad endings
but the actual best ending is Anon adopting Hata no Sekai to show her the world and shower what should be the culmination of his disgrace with love and affection

>>45463727
Finally read them.
Now I'm rooting for Alice, this is way too cute.

>>45463483
Uh oh, looks like Goro and Seija have found themselves a very forceful god parent for their child, know Junko she'll just mentally categorize their kids as her nephews and force herself into their family dynamic without asking.

>>45464403
they should consider themselves lucky

Why would only one girl win in the end, anyway?

>>45464588
most writeanons have agreed to write their own endings after the finale, and most will probably follow (Anon ends with writer's favorite girl + epilogue), though it can really be anything, from a bad ending, to a minor character winning the bowl, to Anon accepting the harem life and so on

>>45464588
Because harem endings suck and Anon deserves a loving wife and normal relationship that he never had.

Of course, that does not mean multiple writefags could not write multiple endings for their favorites.

I want a Hana ending where her and her only wins over Anon. They are waist deep into the water anyway might aswell go for a dive.

>>45464588
Do you remember the harem ending of Shrine Husband of Paradise? Besides, Anon seems like a more monogamous man. He's not exactly a slick playboy and he doesn't have some shounen protagonist superpower that makes him desirable as a strong male specimen. He's simply husband material, and most girls would probably want to keep him to themselves.
While he could be bullied into accepting communal husband status, that defeats the point of freeing him from the HSE. It just wouldn't fit the theming of the story so far. Granted, some exceptions like Tewi bringing Anon into the Tewi Family Experience fit in the context of those characters, but I don't think a Ran+Aya+Suika+Alice harem would work.
Ran+Aya+Suika+Alice+Shanghai, on the other hand...

>>45464703
Then I want Yuuma to accidentally win out of nowhere.

>>45464624
you have more hanas?

>>45464758
Hanas? I have many Hanas. PngHanas, WebmHanas, GifHanas! If you want a Hana, it's yours my friend, provided you have (You) to pay it off!

>>45464885
>>45464885
>>45464885
send all

>>45464913
that's clearly (you)fraud, Anon. I'll have to call Koto-san on you.

>>45464953
Thats Anon's semen.

>>45464703
makes me appreciate a lot the camaraderie between the girls. Thoughts they'd be on each other's throats, but the interactions between Reimu, Ran and Aya are some of my favorite pieces to read and write about
>spoiler
that's too daring, man. Shanghai doesn't seem like the type that likes to share

>>45464624
>>45464885
>>45464953
please show the cutest one

>>45464725
I want to write a Toutetsu ends with Anon mockending that'll be her extremely confused on him courting her up, with Ran and Aya trying to act tough on "you don't dare hurt him", though also being incredibly supportive, and all begins because Anon likes her fluffiness

>>45465030
do it

>>45465025
that'd be the thread's cover >>45442364, it's cute as hell. Though a close second would be this

>>45464703
>He's not exactly a slick playboy
True, however his husbando power is such that it can mimic this. While he's not a God yet that can turn anyone into a lovestruck damsel, some girls just don't care, but he does make the ladies (read: lonely women) swoon as soon as they get to talking. Yuyuko might have exacerbated this since without the incense screaming FUCK NOW to your instincts it's possible to see him as other than a sex object.
I wouldn't be surprised if he has a fanclub that's a bit too enthusiastic with him.

>>45465244
>I wouldn't be surprised if he has a fanclub that's a bit too enthusiastic with him.
I would bet it's the White Wolf Guard. They seem really protective of him to the point in the Hata no Sekai chapter she states they drag rowdy costumers that harm Anon to behind the HSE's walls and fucking beat the shit out of them.
Anon probably makes them nice food, talk to them in their break and hear what they want to say and might even brush their tails and do his famous massages if they ask nicely. Small things like these go a long way to build loyalty

>>45431940 (43/?)

Today is the day, and thankfully, Mima can be proud of the effort Marisa has put into preparing for it. She of course did a few things Mima wouldn’t, trusting the Tengu in any situation is a terrible idea, but perhaps that’s just the old woman in Mima complaining about days long gone.

Either way, watching everyone else scramble to get ready gives Mima a stronger appreciation of Alice and her craft. Would it be like this when she’s a goddess? Endless hordes of followers catering to her every whim? Probably not, but even a vengeful spirit can dream.

Speaking about Alice and her dolls, one of the little automatons comes rushing into the cottage. Quickly flicking her head left and right looking for something, she finally turns to Mima and hurriedly gestures her over. Mima considers ignoring the doll, but on the off chance this isn’t a false alarm, she follows it.

The doll is visibly relieved as she leads Mima off towards the direction of the Hakurei Shrine until Mima spots two figures in the distance. One is very clearly a Tengu given how she’s flying on black wings, but the other… That’s not Hana, is it?

Without taking her eyes off Reimu, Mima says, “Get Yuuka over here now.”

In her periphery vision, she thinks she sees the doll give a crisp salute, but pays that no mind. Channeling her magic, Mima flies towards the two. Upon reaching earshot she challenges them, “Aya, what treachery is this? I knew Marisa was a fool for trusting you! Say your prayers because-”

Aya is crying on the ground while blubbering incoherently. Ahh… this is awkward. Turning over to Reimu who seems torn between looking at Aya and brandishing her Gohei, Mima demands, “Brat, explain yourself.”

Reimu is silent for a while, her eyes darting towards Aya, then Mima, and quickly jump off into the distance. Finally, she takes a deep breath and maintains eye contact with Mima, “I… I want to make things as right as I can with Hana. I know that I’ll never be able to absolve what I did, but I can’t just sit here and do nothing.”

Were it anyone else, Mima may have looked on them more favorably for a sentiment, but this is Reimu. The only greater betrayal would have been if Marisa fell off the deep end. Scoffing, Mima asks, “And you think she wants to see you? This is supposed to be a day where she doesn’t have to think about the things you’ve done and caused.”

Reimu flinches at that and breaks eye contact. Quietly, meekly she replies, “I know… but there’s something I need to give her.”

Mima scoffs, “She didn’t need any of the things you gave her, and you never gave her any of the things she did need.”

Again Reimu flinches, but this time she looks back up at Mima. “I know, but that’s why I need to give her this. I need her to know that… that I don’t hate her. That despite all my failings and crimes, I love her.”

It sounds more like Reimu needs that, not Hana. Still, Mima holds her tongue as Reimu produces a green kerchief with red embroidery. It’s pretty and well made, far too well made for Reimu to have possibly made it. “Who’d you threaten into making it?”

Reimu frowns, not quite in annoyance, but a lot of the submissiveness is gone, “I didn’t threaten anyone into making it. I made it myself. It’s something I’ve been working on while…”

Mima helpfully concludes, “Your husband is being raped and your daughter hates you.”

Reimu… doesn’t snap. Instead, she just stares down at the ground, her eyes… maybe Mima went too far. “I’ll make sure she gets it, but I can’t let you attend without Hana knowing and approving before-Yuuka no! Stop! She’s not! DON’T!”

Unfortunately, Yuuka didn’t seem to notice Mima’s words and decks Reimu in the face, knocking the shrine maiden to the ground. She’s about to strike again, but Mima grabs her arm, “Wait! She meant as well as she could by coming here. She just wanted to leave a present for Hana. A nice one, a kerchief she knitted.”

Yuuka growls back, “She has the nerve to come here unannounced to try to force her way back into Hana’s life? What, do you think a little scrap of cloth can make up for what you’ve done?!”

Reimu doesn’t reply on account of the blood currently leaking out of her mouth, so Mima replies in her place, “C’mon, this is Reimu we both know that she’s always been lacking in sense and far too willing to take the most direct route to anything. She seemed to mean well and in a very controlled setting, this might be good for Hana. Still, I don’t think I want them meeting like this, “Are you okay Reimu?”

Reimu slurs back, “S’all good, I pwobably deseved it.”

Well, she can talk at least, maybe she didn’t-nope she lost at least five teeth. As Reimu spits out bits of teeth and Mima ponders if she broke her jaw, Yuuka asks, “Why is Aya trembling on the ground over there?”

Mima shrugs, “I have no clue. Just go pick her up and follow me, I think we need to get Reimu checked out and treated. I think we have some stuff for bones ready, if not I can make some.”

>>45465333
It's still funny nobody other the the fairies of light, Cirno, and Okina noticed Genji's dead.

>>45465333
Mima: "I think we have some stuff for bones-"
REIMU NO GET OUT OF THERE SHE'S GOING TO TURN YOU INTO A VENGEFUL SPIRIT TOO!

>>45465333
A-Anon…
>>45453269
>On top of the table rests a small green box wrapped in red ribbons(...)
the kerchief was inside a wrapped present box like picrel…
aside that, confusing turn of events. What the hell happened to Aya? She showed the Hana pantsu shots to the 'mu by accident? Also, the shock when she realizes it's Mima in front of her should be funny
warmly awaiting what comes next~

>>45465389
No anon, she's going to turn her into a nice spirit like Eika Ebisu.

>>45463470
>won't they squirt
this is why commas are important

>>45463483
Just realized Goro is wearing the get up the elderly Youkai hunter from Last Supper had on, I wonder if Yukari recognized it considering she seemed to hold some level of respect for him even though she ate his broiled(?) head.

>>45465439
Aya is using her ultimate technique: Dogeza (Forma Avia Mama)

>>45466137
Yup.
>>45466315
>is wearing the get up the elderly Youkai hunter from Last Supper had on
Interesting, I made it with the intention of it resembling Japanese Buddhist robes, except with the black part replaced with dark green, but it's definitely not a reference to Last Supper.
>I wonder if Yukari recognized it
She does know the Youkai hunter who did wear it and it's the same person who manufactured the bracelet. Said hunter made the thing on a dare and given it was created with purely human sacrifices he probably wasn't the sanest of people. Yukari's own opinion on him is likely mixed.

Is there somewhere where i can read all of Seija and Goro's story? I am more interested in them than anyone else here really but i missed the threads where they first appeared since i stopped reading the HSE threads around thread 4.

>>45466451
I have plans to upload things to Ao3 later, but if you can also check the archive posts: >>45442424
Anything marked 'Yamashiro/Seija' is relevant, along with Kasen 8-12 and Reimu bit here >>45453248

>>45466487
I guess i will wait for the ao3 upload. I wonder how many threads it will take.

>>45464659
I got plans, don't worry. Two in fact, one more depraved than the other

>>45467183
Solo Hana ending and a Hana and Yukari "happy" family ending?

>>45465244
It's beyond a fan club, the man is a sex symbol among youkai women and a virility icon among men (soon). He has oni fans who actively brag about how long they can keep him going, the entirely of the tengu mountain, all of the Inaba, possibly the kappa and tanuki as well.

>>45467206
Ah, make that three endings then
If you can guess the third I'll give you something about it

>>45467246
Hana snaps and kills everybody for abusing Anon.
Either that or she rapes Reimu. Or maybe a "happy" family ending with Reimu? I am sure it has something to do with her.

>>45467213
Considering the metaphysics of Touhou, it's only a matter of time before he becomes a god.

>>45467307
Didn't we talk about how his penis was gonna start glowing or whatever

>>45468601
That was just a joke post

>>45467261
That would be more a 'Reimu' end than a Hana end, I'll give this though.
If Hana stays the course, but Yukari gets defeated what could Hana do if her father winds up rejecting her love?
Punished Yukari, obsessed Hana. Yandere situation Yukari never expected, can a gap hag be tamed by a naive teen? Let's find out!

>>45465439
Would Aya really do that...? Take upskirts of Hana to bribe Okina with? Is that how yet a third sage is going to shag up with Hana? That damn lewd girl must be stopped before she seduces every hag in Gensokyo!

>>45469020
twas a joke line
Aya wouldn't do that…

>>45469647
Haha... yeah just a joke...
No really, don't look at the photos I have stashed in my home Crimson Slasher-sama!

>>45469020
She'd feel real stupid when Okina looked at them and asked why Aya's showing her pictures of an ancient hag far beyond it's use by date
She'd need pictures of 10 year old Hana to bribe Okina properly

>>45468852
>Punished Yukari, obsessed Hana. Yandere situation Yukari never expected, can a gap hag be tamed by a naive teen?
can you imagine the non-euclidean fingering?

You think Reimu is the kinda lady to give up on Hana once she realizes how bad she failed Hana, and makes another kid in order to redeem herself? She'll definitely fight the HSE in the phantasm stage, maybe extra.

>>45473620
>makes another kid in order to redeem herself
how that's going to redeem her?
but I doubt she'd give up on Hana and, unlike her, would see who's the true mastermind here: things would've never gone as far as they did without Yukari's interference. She groomed a troubled teen with magic, drugs, and a lot of psychological trauma into fucking her dad and is now using that to keep Hana on her side
the true question is, after the finale (during a good ending), if Hana will give up on Reimu or give her a second chance. Whenever she chooses I think Reimu would be happy, though, since that's what she wants: Hana making her own choices, something Reimu herself never had, coming from the 'first thing I've ever remember doing was swing the gohei' motif

>>45473714
>how that's going to redeem her?
Possiblely to prove to herself that her growth and redemption wasn't for nothing, and as a coping mechanism thinking to herself that maybe she could do it right givin a new fresh start Mothers did used to make a bunch of kids back in the day because of high mortality rates, I imagine the human village "was" old school like that before eirin opened up shop.
Yeah she's probably gonna fist fight yukari, but I'm order to float at that critical moment to win, assuming she fights yukari the moment she understands the gravity, she may have to internally give up on hana and accept things as they are.

>>45473828
>Possibly to prove to herself that her growth and redemption wasn't for nothing, and as a coping mechanism
true
… though, who's fucking Reimu at this point in her life? She doesn't seem keen in that kind of intimacy anymore, and even if she was, she isn't the best bachelorette by a long mile
Narumi drop-box baby delivery, maybe? It worked with Keine
>second paragraph
there's still the gift the Hakurei God gave her, and we don't know yet. Though it'll probably be tailor-made to protect Hana and win against Yukari if we follow the underlying Osana Reimu connections of the Reimu storyline

>>45473620
>>45473828
Problem is that Reimu is on borrowed time. She traded her lifespan for recovering her old power and treating the effects of two decades of alcoholism.
She won't live past the solstice

>>45460521 (23/-—p2)
—
The silence was deafening, even in the middle of a bustling forest. Her eyes on mine were beyond dumbfounded, and the delight of every second was exacerbated by tiny hearts beating against mine. Mystia slowly reached out for the broom she had released, Danmaku fading, her face contorting into something akin to neutrality, struggling to keep her eyes off the children in my arms. "So? Good for you, I guess." And she resumed sweeping the floorboards.

I frowned… And then, rage boiled to the surface, arms itching to crush something—of course I didn't, holding my babies. "How can you be like that?! You threw them to death!" I yelled, and though she winced, she kept her eyes off me. "Look in my eyes, you birdbrain!" I got up and jumped, landing in front of her, the children in my arms growing a bit restless with the commotion. "You tried murdering us; have the courage to look in my eyes—"

"I didn't try to kill you!" She yelled back, body tensing. "I expected you to just t-throw them to the predators and run—the thing anyone with a brain would do!"

The rage grows impossibly. What kind of logic is that?! I lean forward, scorn painting my whole face. "Why?! Why any of that?! These are two of your sons and daughters; why, Mystia?!" She refused to look at me and with my shoulder, I bumped her against the bark, forcing her to look at me. "WHY?!"

In her eyes, a myriad of feelings.

"That's how things are for me! That's why! Can't you understand I'm different than you?! That I'm not half human, that I live inside a tree on the outskirts of the Youkai Trail and not in your fancy village?!" Leaning forward, she points the broom end at my face. Aki and Kuramochi are sobbing. "The winters here are harsh! Mother and father had to throw five of my siblings out of the nest when I was a hatchling because of food scarcity—we couldn't eat humans anymore, not with the Hakurei miko slaughtering anyone who tried, so to not starve the entire nest, they did what they had to do! And they continued doing it as we grew up! How many do you think I saw being thrown off the nest?! How many father and mother saw when they were young, too?! Gran, grandpa? Their parents?!" She's crying. My babies are crying, too. "You don't understand a SINGLE thing about me, my species! You're another human that just sees what you want to see!"

Despite the melodic crying echoing—arms unconsciously going up and down rhythmically, trying to put them at ease—I kept staring at Mystia, my eyes broad. There's deep rage in her eyes, eyes laddered with desensitization and thick tears, and though I want to keep lashing out, taking away all that from my chest, all she made them go through…

I swallow a big chunk of ice, turning my gaze downwards and injecting it with a great deal of love and care, whispering saccharine words to appease their cries, rhythmical moves gradually calming them down. Mystia watches.

With the silent seconds, my wrath cools down but does not disperse. "… That's your best excuse?" I ask.

"Excuse…?! Didn't you hear a word—"

"I have no job, Mystia." I calmly say, and it's much more effective than any yell to shut her up. "I was fired for something out of my control, and since I never expected it to happen, I had no way of maintaining myself. I still don't. Every day, people sneer behind my back, calling me names because of lies. They raise the prices of condiments necessary for me to survive during the winter… But I still accepted Aki and Kuramochi into my life. And you know what I do to get money to survive?" My grip tightens, and Mystia is looking at me as if I had grown a second head. "I fish."

"Liar." She scowls. "Fishing would never get you by; don't you think I do the same to keep myself aflo—"

"I fish at the bottom of raging rivers, where seasonal fish are at their most carefree." Her eyes go wide, mouth straightens to a line. "I jump there, almost naked, and fish what I can before the cold becomes unbearable."

"W-What?!" Her disbelief comes with an uncertain giggle and creased browns. My semblance doesn't change. "That's… Idiotic! You could die any moment! Why go so far?!"

"To provide for them, what more?" I can't help but let some pity slip into my voice. Trying to justify the murder of her siblings, blaming her sins and her parents and their parents on nature… If we were animals, I would understand. I would. But Mystia cried as she said all that, her body shaking and, unconsciously, shrinking… Yet, she stares at me as if she can't comprehend my words, mouth opening to speak—but I cut her, my browns creased in an uncharacteristic show of anger. "Sacrifice for survival is what animals do, Mystia… You may have a home, sell food you make and provide for the children you didn't toss off this balcony." I stare straight into her face, venom in my words, eyes dangerous. "But you're no better than an animal, neither were your parents and their parents—a mother would never give up on her children. An animal would."

>>45474759
last part of this segment tonight or tomorrow~
also, the brainrot made this line
>(...)My grip tightens, and Mystia is looking at me as if I had grown a second head. "I fish."
very hard to write. I wrote by accident "I drive" and couldn't take it off my head during the revision, still listening to nightcall…

>>45449713
The day began with a bang. Two bangs, in fact. The first wouldn’t stop, rapping on the tengu’s front door until the exhausted reporter was forced to deal with it. The sight beyond it was a surprise: A certain brunette shut-in with a purple tokin and checkered skirt wanted to enter. Hatate looked gravely concerned, like the sky was on fire, falling, and trying to eat people all at once. This might be something important. Aya opened the door, feeling a sense of deja vu as the girl suddenly embraced her.

“AYAITHOUGHTSOMETHINGBADHAPPENEDBECAUSEICOULDN’TSEEYOUBUTTHENIDIDLASTNIGHTANDISAWYOURFIGHTANDIHEARDWHATYOUSAIDTOMOMIJIAND—“”

Aya clasped her hand over the girl’s mouth and led her inside. Sitting at a table, Hatate composed herself. Meanwhile, Aya poured a cup of sake for Hatate and brewed tea for herself. She could use something hard right now and Eirin’s natal supplements supposedly protected her eggs from the effects, but it hasn’t worth the risk.

Apparently, Hatate has been trying to spy on Aya since the rumor around the about Kanako visiting the HSE began. She did this to multiple tengu, but oddly enough, something was messing with her thoughtography regarding Aya specifically. After word spread about Tsukasa being assaulted by a hidden figure in the Village, she took another chance and caught Aya just as she got her face sliced by the robed-then-invisible person. After that, she watched Aya for the rest of the night…

Multiple feelings welled up inside of Shameimaru. Most of it was shame. Okina told her that her observation protected her from others. While Yukari and her gaps were at the forefront of her mind, she kept Hatate’s thoughtography in the back of her mind up until it mattered most. At least she only played daishogi last night. Although, this could work out in her favor: Hatate saw the invisible attacker and heard her discussion with Momiji in the bathroom. She already knew everything Aya did.

“So, I guess I should say congratulations on your eggs, and good job on your investigation! If you need me to grab something, I have some free time.”

“Actually, I think I have something only you can do for me.” Ruffling through her bag hastily dumped at her desk the night before, Aya retrieved her camera and handed a roll of film to Hatate. “I want you to release a story about Kasen.”

Between Kasen, Sage of Gensokyo and some invisible nobody, who would be more interesting? While Aya still didn’t think Kasen was the real culprit, it was clear that the hermit was supposed to take the fall. Why not let Tsukasa and her accomplice think they fooled her, lulling them into a false sense of security? Either way, it should finally quell the rumors surrounding Kanako, protecting some force that can counter Yukari.

“Not to mention that some less-discerning readers consider Bunbunmaru a gossip paper. But the Kakashi Spirit has a reputation for being informative! Late and sometimes a little dry, sure, but it’s still the perfect medium to break the article.” Hatate rolled her eyes at the back-handed compliment. “Think about it: A hot new story being released in the reliable Kakashi Spirit, dispelling the falsehoods shrouding the village and the mountain. It’d do wonders for your paper in the long-run, which should get Megumu off your back for a while.”

“She has been bossier than usual… Alright, you’ve got a deal! Although, I gotta ask: How does this help you? Bad reception to Bunbunmaru never stopped you from publishing an article before.”

“Bunbunmaru is the leading source of information about the HSE. Readers are starting to get bored. Some competition should spice things up, increasing viewership for both of us!” This was her official pitch. In reality, the tengu was terrified of Yukari interrogating her about the article in her own paper. If the gap hag got mad, she’d go after Hatate first, giving Aya a bit more time to run like hell.

“More readers means more work, but it should make Megumu happy… fine. Although, I think I might try to catch ‘Kasen’ at the HSE myself before publishing the article. More evidence wouldn’t hurt.” With that, the tengu set off to do the thing she hated most: Her job.

Now that the deal was done, Aya’s home was finally quiet again. However, a disgusting smell, like sulfur mixed with rotten fish began wafting through the house.

Then, the second bang happened.

It came from inside of Aya’s closet. The force of the explosion knocked the door clean off of it’s track, leaving an open view of the source: A hamper of dirty clothes that’s been blown to pieces. Mixed in with the scattered fabric were scraps of plastic. Finally, in the center of the rubble was a fine, white powder.

Eirin’s last pill expired.

(Part 60)

When you take picture with three people in it, the person in the middle will die early.

>>45474759
I like the whole theme of understanding and perspectives going on in the Keine story. The children were innocent so they didn't understand what they did wrong, Mokou has her insecurities that motivated her outburst, Mystia's filthy youkai upbringing is somewhat understandable, and Keine's trying to navigate all of Hieda's nonsense with Suzu being one of the few people trying to help everyone. It's really neat.

It also has extreme violence and funni shit.

>>45475129
Ayy, some Hatate! Wasn't expecting the shut in to rear her head here anytime soon. Smort plan, though it does involves throwing 'Tate under the metaphoric bus...
>Eirin’s last pill expired
can't fucking believe Aya's terrorism turned against her. Turns out someone was trying to do a terrorism to her. Damn...
Aya will have to live with the 'Mu with the ensuing paranoia
or maybe I'm really dumb and misunderstanding the situation entirely...
>spoiler
oh no...
Thanks for the chapter!

>>45474759
>And you know what I do to get money to survive?" My grip tightens, and Mystia is looking at me as if I had grown a second head. "I fish."
Can't wait for Keine to start the church of Cirno

>>45475179
>it also has extreme violence
the "opened a youkai's mouth with her feet with a leg split and manually recovered a newborn from deep inside the yook's larynx" pesters my mind from times to time like you wouldn't believe. Wonder how'd that look in animation

>>45474246
doesn't seem like that's what's happening to her. She started eating better, doing more exercise, training, stopped drinking and a lot of meditation, so she's naturally stronger
what the god gifted her is probably a power up

>>45473620
Reimu is too old at this point to pop out another kid, she's late 30s if we're being really generous but she's probably on the verge of menopause still more likely to conceive than Yukari is

>>45479084
>God withdraws his hand and starts to fade with the soft wind, uttering a final question without words, one that echoed inside my mind with great weight; "You understand the consequences?"
>I'm old. I've fought for too long and have grown tired. My body, once a paragon of strength, has been poisoned by years of drinking and lack of discipline, all irreversible at this stage of my life… I'll do whatever I can to regain that lost strength and have better chances to save my family, but I have no doubts about what’ll happen to me after fighting Yukari… Nor do I have qualms.
>I breathe in, then I breathe out, and for the first time in decades, my body feels light as a feather.

And before this chapter it was noted by Ran, Yukari, and Reimu herself that her body was failing her and that she wouldn't last too many more years. Its clear that Reimu made a bargin with consequences to regain her vigor and treat her maladies. She doesn't believe she'll live past the fight, nor does she think she'll live long even if she wins. It very implied that she won't have long to live at this pace, and that was before her bargain to restore her body.

>>45413242
I stared at my hands before plunging them back into the basin and scrubbing off the rest of the ink. When my hands were clean enough I wiped them off on my apron and headed right to my chair to flop down. My life has seen some busy recently to say the least. There was everything with Keine. Kuramochi and Aki were adorable and helping her out with caring for them was the least I could do for her, but it was still plenty of work. Now Keine was going to openly defy the Hieda family. Good for her, but there would be plenty of fireworks once things went off. Then there was the meetings I had with Mima and her followers. Thankfully Mima seemed to have given up on training me seriously, so for once I benefited from my weakness. Not that this stopped her from launching off a few surprise sessions. To keep me on my toes and to train me to keep cool under pressure I’m told. At least we spent most of our time just chatting and making preparations for Hana’s party. I was looking forward to it. I could just relax and take my mind off Keine and the Hieda’s as well as my future death at the hands of Yukari. Maybe I would take the whole day off to relax, I have been feeling really tired lately so if I had a day to myself I could recharge myself again. Until then a short nap wouldn’t hurt. I’d finished most of my duties for the day and Hana’s present was already done. The kids wouldn’t get out of school for a few more hours, so just a quick nap until then…

I adjusted myself to a comfortable position in the chair and closed my eyes, just as I felt myself drift off, the sound of someone entering the store ripped the cover of sleep away from me. I jolted up, hoping they didn’t notice I was asleep. Mamizou stood before me, giving me that smug knowing smile she loves to flash around. Even while disguised as a human she could pull it off so well. “My, is someone feeling tired? A customer might get a poor impression if they see you slacking off”

“Sorry, it’s just been a little busy for me lately” I try to blink away the sleep and stretch around.

“It wouldn’t have to do with the HSE, now would it?” Mamizou’s eyes bore into me. I tensed up. If I revealed too much, I would be putting the plan in danger. Even if she wasn’t working with Yukari, having someone know about what we were doing would just complicate things too much. It was time to play stupid, someone I was told I was very good at.

“Is that why you’re here? To ask if I have anything to do with that place?” I said.

“Oh no. Actually, I was just here to check out a new book. But I couldn’t help but notice how ragged you seem. Seeing how much a big deal the HSE is and how you were friends with him, I just made a guess” She comes closer to my desk and starts to peer over some of the books I had stacked up. If she was going to be this pushy, I would have to be a little open with her.

“It just worries me. All the rumors I overhear, him being separated from his daughter. It’s all so stressful” I groan.

“You forgot to mention he’s also there against against his will” Mamizou adds, her smug smile returning when my face no doubt betrays my surprise. Did she already know I figured it out before she came here? How did she do that? She probably disguised herself as a lamp there for hours to spy on people, or had her tanukis watch the building to inform her. She really was trying to draw everything out of me.

“I thought something strange was going on. I hadn't seen him for ages then he leaves Reimu and he shows up again. He seemed happy and liked to catch up in things and see my kids. So when that place opened up and he started to live there, I had a small suspicion that something was up, but I pushed it aside. Now I know” I left most of the details out. If she knew, then she didn’t need me to repeat. If she didn’t know, then good.


“A good young man like him doesn’t deserve such a thing to happen to him” she tuts. Young? She really must be old then. “It’s simply awful, you know? To finally escape the grasp of one predator only to run into the jaws of another. The whole thing is so sad”

“You seem to know quite a bit about it” I say, not paying attention to the implications until it came out.

Mamizou takes a second them laughs. “Oh no. I’m too old for that sort of thing, besides I’m not walking into that trap. I’ve also heard my fill of stories, so no need to find out first hand” she said, looking slightly embarrassed.

I had an evil idea to get back at her for her interrogation. For once I was glad for the customers coming in with their awful requests instead of just buying them from the stalls. “Oh? So you heard of the book about Anon and a tanuki where she transforms into Reimu and then-”

She holds up a hand “Yes. I have. No need to talk about it. So uh, tell me. What do you think about Hana?”

>>45479785
“I don’t know her that well. She used to come here with her parents as a little girl, back when they still went to the village frequently. After that I didn’t see her at all until they left the shrine and she started ti visit again to check out books. I just haven’t meet her that much” This was one of the reasons I was looking forward to the party. I’d get a chance to actually get to know her beyond short conversations and second hand information. I hoped she liked her gift, I didn’t know much about her taste in books so I had to do some guesswork when putting it together. I hoped she liked it.

“So you’re not that close either. I could get closer but now’s not a very good time to try to act all friendly with her” Mamizou pushed the stack of books to the side so she could lean on the desk. “Poor girl. All of this must be taking a huge toll on her no matter how she tries to hide it”

I just nodded slightly. I couldn’t even imagine how awful this must be her. Her own father captured and degraded, and she couldn’t do anything about it. If Anon was freed, the both of them deserved to have a worry-free life until the day they died.

“She was troubled even before all of this happened. Bitter and rebellious, but she had her reasons to turn out that way. Despite all of that, she has potential. She’s none too shabby on picking up on clues, and I’ve never seen her fight, but I can just tell she has her mother’s strength. If she were to train and be convinced to take her duties seriously, then we’d have a great shrine maiden in place. But she needs to fix her issues before she even thinks of doing so, and that is up to her. As in she doesn’t have much support” Mamizou sighed.

“I’m not sure what I can do to help her” I hazarded a guess at what she was getting at. Helping someone with motherhood was one thing, but trying to help someone with issues I couldn’t even begin to understand or relate to was another. I’d probably just make things worse.
Mamizou stood up straight “I can’t expect you to solve all her issues. I just think it would be a big help if you got to know her more. Gave her someone else to rely on. I’m not asking you to do anything more then that”

“Alright. I’ll put in an effort to help her out. Just don’t ask me to spy on her or anything. I don’t think she would appreciate it” Knowing Mamizou, if she really wanted to know more about Hana, she’d already have her own sources. Whether I was another angle for her to use or not, I wanted to get closer to her on my own. Geez, with Keine’s children, Marisa’s pregnancy and now Hana, I was finding myself looking after other people’s offspring a lot.

“Thanks, Kosuzu. I’ll just take this book and I’ll be out of your hair” she hands over one of the books on the stack. After it’s checked out, she leaves the Suuzunaan, returning everything to quiet. I could use the time to take a nap, but I no longer feel tired. There’s so much to worry about, but for now, focus on the party. When the time comes, I’ll go there and get to know Hana a bit to start out with. After that, it’s just gifts, food and relaxation for the day. Any worries would wait until the party was over.

>>45475129
Oh no, Aya seens to be in danger. Hopefully Hatae will take all the heat instead.

>>45479793
>>45479785
a Suzu a day keeps the sad at bay~
poor Suzu tho, dragged to this game of gods and hags, and things are set to just get even worse
she should get an entire month of vacation after all is done, she deserves it!
and look at that, Mamizou; anons who were sad she was left to the side eating good
>Any worries would wait until the party was over.
oh no no no…
thanks for the chapters!

>>45479793
>>45479785
Mamizou has graduated from 'ms. Not-appearing-in-this-fic' to 'ms. Appears-for-one-chapter-then-fucks-off'
Still more then the other tool spirits got... hell we haven't even seen anything from Kogasa, benben, the prismrivers, etc

>>45479243
>>45479084
giving a le hint

>>45480105
>hell we haven't even seen anything from Kogasa
there were the Chen chapters with her
… though she never appeared again, only referenced

>>45480156
Heh. I forgot all about the poor 'brella. Point still stands I suppose, tool spirits are vastly under represented.
yandere kogasa mini-arc where she ruins all of Anon's other umbrellas when?

>>45480143
Ah... naruhodo... I don't get it all...

>>45480201
good

>>45473145
Hyperbolic orgasms and non-euclidean foreplay makes for a happy(?) Gappy

>>45480143
Lemme take a guess? Reimu, Queen of Fairy land? Or some other ending for her where she becomes a fairy or an adjacent type of spirit?
Something to do with her butterfly girl motif.

>>45480523
good guess!
her butterfly motif is so nice~
from a weak and frail animal, abandoned by everyone and barely scrapping by; to a pulp gathering strength and energy, away from vision, patiently awaiting… and then, when the time comes, emerging a mighty butterfly, ready to soar the skies with massive wings and powerful body.
can't say if it's more than just a motif, or will be spoiling the surprise!

"Yes! Yes!! Gothic Lolita is the cutest!" Hectia squealed as she took pictures of me and Clownpiece holding hands in frilly dresses.

First is was 'Chinese dresses are the cutest', then it was 'Sun dresses are the cutest', and the dreariest was 'Gyaru is the best', took forever to wipe off that make-up.

"What to try next? Goth? Techwear? Maybe plaid? Or, do I dare... Pop and Block?" The Hell goddess pondered aloud as she flipped through her wardrobe.

This woman's thirst for gaudy fashion was insatiable.

"Hmm, so Seija, why are you working for Yukari?" She asked after throwing a familiar looking purple dress to the side.

"All the big names are against her, so I figured it'll be fun to stick it to all those hypocrites at once. I don't need a deeper reason." I said, shrugging.

"How rebellious! As expected of an Amanojaku!" She praised.

"Oh? Don't you mean, 'because I was following my boyfriend around'?'" Clownpiece sneered in a childish tone.

"Shut up, losers don't get to talk." I told the little fairy while pulling at her cheek.

"Yeah little Piece, don't you know it's a given that a young, spirited girl is gonna drag her man around to support her?" Hectia joined in, pulling at her other cheek.

I give her a look.

"What? You're telling me you don't enjoy having your lover following you everywhere and supporting all your mischief?" She said, looking innocent with her hands on her cheeks.

"Of course I do!" I yell. "But, I'm not dragging him around, we want the same thing, turning this rotten place on it's head. So don't make it out like I'm some kind of love struck dove or that he's some sort of servant!"

For a moment both of them stare at me dumbfounded. Good, let that all sink in.

"See Clownpiece? Isn't the look of a girl looking all emo while wearing goth clothes totally refreshing?" Hectia asked.

I'd say kill me, but I'm afraid I'd just end up back here.

---

"What a lovely fountain." I observed while looking at the lawn ornament that spouted blood instead of water, nervously trying to make small-talk to the walking grudge.

"Would you like to take a closer look? I'm curious if people drown the same as in water." Junko asked.

'What, are you Yang Guifei?' I wanted to ask, but feared she would welcome the comparison.

"Another time maybe, I'm not sure I want to take the long way back here." I joked.

"I'm curious about that to." Junko said, slightly tilting her head.

What does one discuss with such a frank, threatening woman? Staying silent was an option, as always, but I was afraid she might direct the conversation as she saw fit which could be just as dangerous.

"Goro, why is it that you and Seija work for Yukari?" She asked.

Just like that.

"The current structure of the village isn't tenable and is wrong. We put everything on Hakurei houses shoulders and are now paying the price for it, Youkai populations are placated at best and growing more feral by the day, and in the midst of all this we're talking about losing a Sage. Our only chance is if we accept that the current order is broken and figure out a new way forward, and I can't do that only knowing half the situation."

"So, you want to understand Yukari." She said plainly.

"I want to understand more then I could on the other side is more like it." I remarked.

"You should give up on that." She began, stepping closer. "After all, you're a tool."

The insinuation burned. Not just the idea, the way Junko spoke made it seemed like there was no room for doubt.

"You didn't know?" She asked, tilting her head to the other side. "If you put everyone's interests above your own that means you'll just be used be others, and besides..." She begins, before rushing toward me and grabbing my hand with the bracelet.

"If you had a will of your own, something like this wouldn't have found you."

I tried to pull my hand out of her grasp and push her away, but the god was like an immovable statue. "We found this out of happenstance, nothing more."

"I disagree. In fact, maybe this was made for you? Someone else would have tried to use it to augment their own abilities no doubt, which would be quite fatal since the curse would channel their attack both ways. The method you use, acting as an intermediary protects both yourself and who you advocate for. Let's have a seat." She said, pulling me over to a bench and sitting me down.

I didn't like Junko touching me and how close she was. Her hands and body itself were soft, but there was a terrifying aspect of her being, something beyond just malice, that irritated me. It was as if she was trying to subsume me.

"Do you know what a grudge is?" She asked.

"To resent someone deeply." I answered.

"Not just that. To hold a true grudge, you become a fire, something that consumes and burns until the target of your grudge is dead."

>>45482573
Even though the words came out in the familiar even tone, it struck a sinister chord.

"I'm entirely a grudge and soon you'll be entirely an instrument. So, it's only natural we understand each other. Say, if that bracelet can target anything, would the Moon also be within it's reach?"

"I am not a killer." I stated, trying harder to pull away, which was fruitless.

"And you wouldn't be, just the servant who leaves a door open for an assassin. It's not as if you haven't forsaken people before, Anon for example-"

"He'll go free. I've made sure of that."

"After how much suffering? Come now, if you really wanted, you could've cornered Yukari with a deal or spent your own life to snuff out her's. It's because you're being used by that Amanojaku and she wants everything to be upended, so you're letting things come to a boil."

"Fine, then let's make a deal." I said, putting forth my hand. "I help you kill the target of your grudge and you spend the rest of existence atoning for your sins."

For a moment she looked at my hand and for a solitary and terrifying instant I thought she'd take it. Then she burst into laughter.

"You really don't understand the point of a grudge do you? Well that's fine, your child will be born out of one so you'll understand soon, then you'll come back to me just as well."

Parental advice? From a living time bomb?

"You shouldn't scowl, I was a parent once to. Have you decided on a name?" She asked, rubbing one of the bracelet beads.

"No, I figured I'd leave that up to Seija and audit after the fact."

"Hmm, well it's not like it matters. Do make sure you don't die before they're born though, I'm curious nonetheless."

Just like that we sat there until Seija, Hectia, and Clownpiece found us. Junko idly fiddling with the braclet and me helpless to move otherwise.

>>45482587
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Junko hadn't splattered Goro all over the garden path, dropped him into lava somewhere, or worse. Not that I doubted his ability to befuddle women into sparing him the axe by using the subtle, yet boring art of 'just talking it out', but a sliver of worry had still lingered in my mind.

Immediately thereafter I was overcome with a low, seething rage seeing the Grudge god sitting so close to him on a park bench that it took all my restraint not to flip the thing and send their faces into the dirt.

"What do you think you're doing shitty god?" I asked, fists on my side.

To my astonishment, her placid expression turned to surprise as did Goro's who got off the park bench and approached me.

"Seija..." He said, looking me up and down.

"Well what da ya think? Am I good or what?" Hectia asked aloud, proud of herself.

She had put me in some flowerily patterned formalwear she had collecting dust in the back of her closet. I don't usually enjoy garments like this, restricting movement irks me after all, but this particular dress seemed to flow freely around me.

For a moment Goro stared at me like he was about to ask something, but closed his eyes and seemingly thought better of it. Instead, he pulled me into his chest and gently kissed my head.

'You idiot, not here.' I thought, although this snug feeling wouldn't let me say it aloud.

"Ooh! Huge success!" Clownpiece clapped.

Ah shut up you gremlin and let me enjoy this little victory. At least until...

As if on cue, the familiar feeling of static filled the air and a gap opened to our side, but nothing came out.

"Looks like your ride is here." Hectia waved. "Bon voyage! Good luck with your rebellious youth!"

"You're just letting us go?" I asked, unsurprised, but still curious.

Hectia shrugged. "It's too much trouble getting involved with surface affairs, things are confusing enough as it is. Ah, but don't expect Junko or little Piece here to feel the same."

"Remember Goro, you can dye your hair black, but it'll still be blonde." Junko commented.

"Wait, he's blonde too? Liar!" Clownpiece laughed.

"Well, best be on our way before we're called worse." Goro said, pulling him and myself into the gap.

On the other side it wasn't the clear blue sky of Gensokyo I saw, but what seemed to be a massive painting with childish imitations of stars and a moon painted with crayon. Before us laid a tired looking woman atop a variety of colorful plush pillows and a strange, familiar looking, one-winged woman standing in front of what looked to be a chalk board.

>>45482573
>>45482587
>>45482602
>"After all, you're a tool."
kek, weird how this works in the context of the story AND with the wife-husband allegations
ah, Junko grooming a grown-ass man with cryptic talk and asking him to help her fuck the Moon… Change two or three words and boom, Yukari. 2hags really are the most dangerous species
cute Seija!
>last paragraph
are these Sagume and Doremy? I'm not entirely sure…

>>45482602
Doromey and the moon'jaku herself!
I can't wait to see the meeting of the minds as the two 'Jaku's collide, also suffering Doromey!

>>45475296
kek, era2hu never fails to make me laugh

>>45482573
>>45482587
>>45482602
The jaku family really does love each other. They even got an aunt that offered to help care for their little braceletbaby.

After struggling to write the whole Hectia/Junko bits last night I sat down and wrote the next two parts in one sitting.
Thank you Junko. I love you.

>>45484614
Too much momhu is not good for the heart~

>>45442364
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htIuSWBnmok

>>45475129
Following Eirin’s directions was literally paramount to maintaining a healthy body and home. After some patients complained about undisclosed side-effects to her medication, the common issue among these cases was failure to adhere to a schedule. While the effects of her pills were perfectly documented during the prescribed time frame, expired ingredients could alter efficacy. To remedy this, the good doctor developed a method to ensure, without fail, that nobody could take expired medicine: It would destroy itself. After complaints came in that the self-destruction procedure was too sudden, the genius added a foul odor to the sequence, alerting anyone in the vicinity of the explosion. Now nobody complained.

Alas, Aya’s experimental pills did not come with an expiration date. Flying over Momiji’s home, the reporter saw the wolf dragging a wardrobe outside with a massive hold burned into it. While Momiji might need some help later, there was a more pressing matter on Aya’s mind: Tonight was the last night of her reservation. The final day she had a guarantee at seeing Anon before her belly gained a little bump for two months. Without those pills, she was liable to break him. She needed an emergency prescription.

Eientei was bustling with more rabbits than usual. Less than half of them were nurses tending to patients. The rest were growing inside the bellies of staff, not gravid but still obvious to an observer. A sobering thought grew in her mind: Aya wasn’t responsible for this batch of bunnies, but the next wave was on her head. When the front desk was clear, the tengu stated she had urgent business with the doctor — accusations of Reisen selling illicit substances.

For two long hours the tengu sat in a waiting room, reading through pamphlet after pamphlet about different kinds of youkai pregnancies and child-rearing processes. Huh. It seemed that rokurokubi gave birth in stages. A particularly spry nurse led Aya over to an office, asking her questions about her diet and skincare. They had quite a bit to talk about: Even with natal supplements keeping her baby healthy, the inaba had to pick up the slack on maintaining her body. After a while, the nurse went back to her duties, leaving Aya to mull over the advice until the Brain of the Moon herself entered with a clipboard in hand.

“Good afternoon, Shameimaru. What seems to be the problem? Are you having difficulties with those drugs Reisen sold you?” The doctor’s face was unbreakable; If she didn’t know any better, the tengu would have taken the doctor’s lie at face value.

“First, if Reisen was these pills behind you’re back, you wouldn’t know about it—keep your story consistent if we’re playing this game. Second, they work fine. Perfectly, even! There’s just one small issue: The rest of the supply expired this morning. Now I’ve got a pile of scrap where my laundry should be.”

“And? You would have to update your wardrobe anyways with the changes your body will undergo in the next two months.” The doctor began writing notes with little care for the tengu’s complaints.

“That’s not—look, the point is that the medicine expired prematurely and now I don’t have anything to take before the last night in my investigation. Can you just make me one more pill for tonight?”

“No.” Eirin didn’t look up.

“Why not?”
“Did you not hear me? You asked me if I CAN make another pill for tonight. The process for refining the ingredients involved in nullifying lunar incense takes at least ten hours: Considering noon has already passed, I cannot supply you with the drug before your stated deadline.”

The lecture was infuriatingly condescending, but the reporter held her tounge. “Oh. Well, do you have any more pills left over?”

“No. They’re all expired. Reisen was supposed to finish cleaning the storage room an hour ago.” With that, the doctor finished her notes off and looked Aya dead-on. “These were tools to help you with a so-called “investigation,” no? Tell me, did you find your answer?”

“I did. Thanks to your medicine, I know the truth I needed to tell.

“Very good. In that case, do you truly need to take the risk in visiting the HSE again?” Aya’s head went blank. It was true that she made the reservation only because she had Eirin’s pills. She hadn’t said goodbye to Anon… but she might lose control and ruin everything she built so far.

“I have another appointment to tend to. You may see yourself out.” Unceremoniously, the doctor urged Aya out the office as she locked it behind both of them. As she flew out of the bamboo thicket, it only took a moment for the tengu to come to a decision: Of course it was worth the risk! Disappearing from Anon would hurt far more than possibly raping him for the rest of the night, basking in his warm body and thick-

No! She wouldn’t rape him at all! Tonight will be perfect!

(Part 61)

>>45485098
oh no no no no, is she really going to fucking visit him fully knowing the incense shall fuck her head?! Dumb bird!! Though, probably won't be as terrible considering Yuyuko change of the incense should start to feel noticeable.
and look at that, at least Eirin didn't steal the eggs of the fastest tengu alive to use in her Uberbaby… that we know of, of course.
thanks for the chapter!

The Amanojaku and Human both made their way into the Dreamworld carefully, probably having not known it was on the other side of the gap they had entered. Why would they embark into such a sinister thing without knowing what was on the other side of it and still express caution? Earth dwellers were truly strange.
"Hey! If it isn't Gensokyo's two favorite sweethearts, c'mere and take a seat." Doremy Sweet said, patting the space beside her on the mountains of plushies she'd built as a bed.
As the two gingerly took a seat I scowled at the Baku, warning her not to reveal any needless information.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Goro and this is Seija." The man said, shaking Doremy's hand.
"Doremy Sweet and that's Sagume." She pointed to me. "Don't expect her to say too much, she's a little reserved, well, all the Lunarians are in a sense, but her especially. Although if it was anyone else from up high I'd say they'd be asking you two for an autograph!"
"And why's that?" Seija asked, eyes narrowing.
I stamped my feet to try and get the delirious Baku's attention before she let the secret out.
"The HSE is a big hit on the moon! Everyone's watching, betting on who's gonna end up with Anon, making artistic tributes, and dreaming, oh, how everyone loves to dream about that place."
I slapped my face and resigned myself to this fate, best to speed this along now. Tapping the board behind me, it's black exterior flashed and was replaced with various polls, paintings, and written discussions regarding the HSE, all the product of Lunarians.
"Wow, people on the moon are really starved for entertainment. Don't you guys have anything more exciting going on up there to gawk at then looking down on us like gossiping grandmothers?" Seija asked.
'Someone from the tainted earth wouldn't understand' I reminded myself, holding back the embarrassment.
"Oh, uh, so why would they want 'our' autograph? I'm not exactly Anon and Seija visited him only once which I heard ended poorly..." Goro asked, suspicious.
"Like I said! you two are Gensokyo's sweethearts! Not as big as the Anon-centric stuff, but they've been gobbling up anything HSE-adjacent up there and you two have a little cult following going on!" Doremy happily stated, smiling at me.
Was... was she trying to spite me? It wasn't my fault every Lunarian seemed to suddenly lose their taste and become obsessed with the Earth's new soap opera! But fine, may as well tear off the band-aid entirely, I tap the board yet again to reveal new images, polls, and discussions.
"Those covers are... like the comics they draw down close to the HSE." Goro noted.
The illustrations were indeed similar, but Lunarians preferred written literature.
"'Amanojaku's Broker Pet', 'Myouren Temple Love Son', 'Pink Oni Robbery', 'Just Business: Yamawaro Office Play', 'For Yakumo Use Only', '1,000 Miko Kisses or He Croaks', 'Little Vampire's New Cursed Toy', 'A Book where Goro Brushes you Hair', 'Reversed Sadist'?" Goro read, his eyes narrowing in disgust as he did.
"Wow, looking at these, you'd think you're cheating on me with the entirety of Gensokyo." Seija remarked, more stupefied then anything else.
I swiped the board to the left, revealing a plethora of artwork made in diverse styles and mediums, all in some way depicting their romance.
"Your telling me there's all this and we're a sub-culture?" Goro asked, confused.
"Yeah, this is about equal to what they have for one of Anon's big pairings and he has about five or six." Doremy commented.
"Wait, that underwear." Seija said, pointing at a statue of the two them in an action pose, which was innocuous at first glance, however...
"I've only ever worn that in bed." Seija realized horrified.
Goro took a blanket and covered Seija, swaddling her close, trying to shield her from the realization.
"Ah, I guess moon people really can't get excited on their own so they gotta peep on everyone else right? Ha, I'm not perturbed in the slightest." Seija claimed, fighting between the bliss of being embarrassed out of her mind and rage at having her intimate moments being exposed.
"If it's any consolation, Lunarians are all more feeble in bed then you are. They dream about it all the time." Doremy said. "And don't worry, they can't watch you here."
I sighed. Best to show this final piece to at least change the subject. I slide my hand on the board to reveal a few more book covers with a large title at the top.
"Anon X Goro." Seija said aloud, peeking up.
"Sagume-Sensei, please kindly tell us why we're here." Goro said in a pained expression.
"She's got an old debt to repay to Yukari, don't know for what though." Doremy answered. "I think it's got something to do with how she's kind of similar to Seija, Sagume-kun was up all last night fiddling with that board of hers so I think you two are about to get some presentation."
"Oh, wait a second. You were at the fireworks show! Are you an Amanojaku too?" Seija asked, excited.

>>45485172
"No, Sagume-Sensei is more like a divine spirit, kind of similar to Junko, but she has the same air as you do." Goro commented.
Was he analyzing me while I was embarrassed so it would escape my notice? Crafty man, I'd have to watch myself a little better.
I swiped the board again and a set of columns appeared, numbered one through seven. Under the first column the Watatsuki sisters and I were listed, under the second was Yukari and Okina, and on and on it went until under the seventh where bugs and small animals were listed.
"So you're not only interested in our drama, but our strength as well." Goro commented, recognizing the purpose of the diagram.
"Eh? You put yourself on top there? How bold of you you!" Seija laughed. "Hey, why am I listed at fifth?"
"Don't take it too personally, this is mainly for optics purposes so they gotta put a Lunarian on top, even though they all ran with their tails tucked between their legs when that grudge came knocking or when the Americans came back to the heavens in force, luckily it turned out they just came back to re-adjust their instruments and re-plant their flag!" Doremy laughed.
"Say, the differences between these ranks isn't linear right?" Goro asked, rubbing his chin.
I nodded and tapped the screen, causing a table to appear indicating the magnitude difference between each rank. When one stopped to consider it, organizing power in this fashion made prefect sense. For example, a normal human at rank five could overcome a fairy easily at rank six and maybe even a youkai like Seija at rank four, but the fairy could get one over on the human half the time and the human would get one over on the Youkai one time out of four. So, a fairy could win against a Youkai one time out of eight. Plainly stated, one had to work many times harder to over come an opponent of increasing rank. Although exceptions to this model did exist.
"Hey what about when I had the Miracle Mallets power or my cheat items? I took on plenty of people in ranks two, three, and four!" Seija asked.
Tapping the screen, the portraits of various people disappeared and the view shrunk to show portraits of Seija, diagonally bisected with pictures of the miracle mallet, the cheat items, and Goro in rank four, three, and three respectively, although the picture with Goro was above the Cheat Items.
"So it can track more situational conditions as well. Say, where am I on this graph?" Goro asked.
Tapping the board, Goro's portrait appeared under rank five, but a new column also appeared labeled 'S' where a portrait of Goro bisected with 'The Root', his cursed bracelet appeared. Some other notable people, such as Koishi were also listed.
"So they're strengths they can't account for." Goro remarked.
"Eh, what do you mean by that? Sounds like their system's just faulty to me." Seija shrugged.
There was, in fact, many other models used by Lunarians to track power, but this primitive model was chosen to create a simple explanation for these two.
"Koishi can't be tracked normally so her strength is hard to gauge. I could target just about anyone with the bracelet and bump them off at the cost of my life. That isn't strength you can beat just by being good at danmaku or fighting. Which begs the question, why are you showing us all this?" He reasoned aloud.
I tapped the board and the view switched to an anatomical picture of a man with a dotted perimeter around his right hand and a bracelet around the other. A few metrics appeared besides it indicating items like latency, observation time, memory, and other factors they wouldn't understand. With another tap of my finger the dotted perimeter extended from the right hand to encircle the entire body and the metrics all jumped a magnitude. Then the view switched back to the ranking columns and introduced a new picture that was a conjunction of Seija's portrait and the anatomical diagram which floated on top of the rank one, two, and three columns. Below it, a bracket appeared pointing to each column, a question mark besides it.
"If I invert entirely, we might jump a level or two." Goro said, looking at his boney hand.
"No, this is a trick, you were sent by Yukari to deceive us weren't you? How does the rest of Goro getting mutilated make us any stronger?" Seija stated irately.
I was about to tap the screen, but instead Goro spoke up.
"It would let me think like an Amanojaku. As it stand, when I send you fulcrums there's a costly translation step to make the instructions legible for you I haven't been able to expedite any other way. Not only that, but I could use you as a receiver to make my scanning easier. You remember what we did with the Yama? How in sync we had to be to even come close to countering Hana's strange movements? Imagine being able to do all those things like they were second nature, we'd be on the same level as a Sage."

>>45485187
"Could be." Seija emphasized. "Goro even those pompous perverts on the moon can't claim to know what happens if we try this, it could make us a teensy bit stronger, kill you outright, or worse."
When the Youkai Hunter tomb was opened a team was immediately dispatched to do an analysis on whether or not we should intervene on the situation. That committee, characteristically, did not come back with the conclusion that we should vent the item into a faraway star until after Goro had joined the Yakumo, too late for us to intervine.
But the hold order on the snatch-and-toss operation wasn't just due to Yukari's posture, but the consideration of balance. Gensokyo and the Lunarian capital was linked after all, and a disturbance in one could very well result in the destruction of the other. Goro's personality was identified as being conducive to the stabilization of Gensokyo's post-HSE and there were still many unknowns about the bracelets post-mortem effects.
Even more disturbing, some of my worshipers were drawing parallels between Seija and myself, I couldn't understand why, but putting her in undue danger could turn that belief into poison.
Although the biggest x-factor was, as always, the HSE. I tapped the screen again which switched to a representation of the imaginary space where Seija's and Goro's child gestated.
"That's her." Seija said, recognizing the child instantly. "Wait, what will happen to the child if Goro inverts?"
I would get to that, but first there was something else. I tapped the screen yet again and the view zoomed out to show another space the first was connected to labeled 'HSE'. The view then zoomed into the space and several labels appeared on the edge of the circle as well as waves from within which where absorbed and thickened the barrier until a small sign that read 'conscious' appeared.
"It's alive. That building is absorbing faith and spiritual energy which is filling Yukari's barrier." Goro said, stunned.
"What? You're not telling me that shitty hag planned this are you?"
Goro shook his head. "I've only just begun to understand that places construction, but I know this much: Yukari designed it to be as impenetrable as possible with little consideration of anything else, I don't think she planned this."
There was more. I tapped on the circle and the view zoomed once more inside the circle, until it centered around another fetus within the imaginary space. From it, the same line was traced back to the fetus within the first imaginary space.
The room sat silent for a moment.
"You're telling me that not only is the HSE waking up as some sort of Youkai, but within it, it's also containing a child that formed from the spillover of energy, Goro's and mine, to form our second kid? Goro, is that right?" Seija asked.
The man rubbed his face. "The only way into the HSE is through the portals Yukari created or the channel I made inside it. So yes, it appears our second child is growing side-by-side with the love child of Anon and most of the female residents of Gensokyo. I suppose it's a good thing we've vowed to defend it."
"Now you know what I've had to deal with." Doremy chimed in. "Don't stand up just yet though, the last part's a doozy."
"What happens if Goro inverts?" Seija asked, a look of desperation starting to creep over her face.
The screen brought back the animation of the anatomical drawing, but this time as it played a sort of path opened, out of which the the graphic for the two children followed. To answer the immediate, obvious question, the animation re-winded and this time, the anatomical animation didn't play, instead a clock appeared, ticking until the HSE bubble transformed into another figure and large 'X's appeared on top of both fetuses.
"If I don't invert the children die when the HSE is born." Goro closed his eyes and opened them again. "Seija, we have to tell Yukari."
"Goro, she'll hold this over us and we can't be sure how she'll take the news. We should go to Reimu, it's a longshot and I doubt she'll be happy about it, but she has barrier knowledge and I don't like our odds with the Gap Hag."
And that, I couldn't allow. "Of course, both of you will happily share this information with everyone who isn't aware of it." I stated aloud.
"You devil." Goro stated, immediately seeing the effect my ability to reverse fates by speaking about them aloud.
Tapping the screen again, a message appeared. 'PRIME DIRECTIVE: THE YAKUMO IS NOT TO BECOME AWARE OF THE HSE's EMERGENCE. ABILITY USE AUTHORIZED'. Not that I needed permission, but it served to illustrate the point.
"Good luck you two. I'll be rooting for you kids." Doremy said, giving a lazy thumbs-up.
Before Goro could target me or Seija understand what was happening, the both of them faded from the dream realm in a shimmer.

>>45485194
"Sagume!" Goro yelled, immediately sitting up.

"Calm down, you're alright, just take a nice deep breath." I told him, letting him lay on his back once more.

"Takane? Where am I?" He asked.

"The HSE, you and Seija dropped from a gap unconscious."

---

Finally, Hell Namek is complete. Even if I had to get a little silly to do it.

>>45475129
>Spoiler
anon what do you mean by this

>>45485098
>You would have to update your wardrobe anyways with the changes your body will undergo in the next two months.
There is not enough SFW art of woman wear pregnancy clothes.

Good luck Aya!

>>45485098
>rokurokubi give birth in stages
intriguing, is that to do with the head(s) and the neck having to come out first?

>>45474759 (23/-—p3)
—
The words leave me and at the same moment I feel my body weighting a ton with a burning, ugly regret, eyes wide because I just don't know why—that's the truth. It is! Then why…

"I'm s-sorry…" She whimpers, and I freeze, looking down. "I'm sorry—I'm sorry—I'm so sorry…" She holds the sides of her head, trembling nonstop, on the brink of hyperventilation. "I just did what I thought would help us—I don't want my children t-to starve… the village won't accept me, won't buy from me, they try to scam me because I'm weak and illiterate—It gets colder every passing winter, I can't let the stove run all day because fuel is expensive, winter clothes are so expensive too; living is so expensive—I'm sorry, I'm so sorry—"

She's sobbing, body quivering. What the…

… I can see Mystia as clear as day. I remember her hovering above us, singing music that called death upon us, reasoning her children's murder.

It was easy to see her as just that murderer until now.

"Stop." I say firmly—or try, lower lip trembling.

Mystia's face went through a thousand and one expressions—confusion, rage, perplexity—before settling up in something impossible to thoroughly describe, eyes wide and teeth clenched, hands holding onto the bark behind her, head lowered, tears rolling, her voice choked. "W-What do you even want from me…?" I can't answer immediately because I do not know. I came here on a whim, a burning passion to make her aware of the accomplishments of the children she never gave a chance to, get a reaction out of it… It was unfulfilling as it was indulgent—with the words about her family, deeply disturbing.

I hold Aki and Kuramochi to me, searching for an answer, my eyes tensing up when they come. "I… wanted to prove a point." Shrinking against the bark and trembling, Mystia looks at me, apparently as surprised as I was. "That you were wrong—that they could have made it if you had given them a chance… Or maybe to appease my ego. To say I'm better than you…" It darkens my insides to say those words; the regret a raging flame. It felt nice to rub it against her face when I didn't know best, to call her an animal, use myself as an example of overcoming unsurmountable odds…

But history shows it can always get worse.

A part of my mind screams she deserves all this: Mystia committed unforgivable sins; she deserves every ill and abuse that comes to her… The other looks at that door and remembers that behind it there's a close to empty pantry; some poor souls that'll grow up in this harsh environment and, just like their mother, be illiterate. They won't know any better because the only place that they could go for it, the village, will never accept them.

A stagnant cycle of wrongness, of mothers and fathers throwing their sons and daughters to death so to increase chance of survival of the nest…

… Human children are happy and run in the streets, bellies full and ignorant of the hardships of life. In winter, they cuddle with their parents in cozy homes.

It's been decades since a human has been eaten.

I bite my lower lip, narrowing my eyes and holding tight Kuramochi and Aki as if they were anchors. Bitterly, I remember the other babies in Eientei—so many hybrids… What'll be of them? Will they have to see their siblings perish? Go hungry; huddle in dark corners to preserve heat?

The venom is insidious and caustic, yet it corrodes ideals easily: there are people out there that have to resort to atrocities to just scrape by, disassociating with justifications; there are children that cannot read because of the way they were born into this world.

I look at Kuramochi and Aki—the babies that I know for such short time but gleefully call mine—and can't help but question myself: If I had never saved them; gone through everything I did… Would've I accepted them into my class?

That venom has a name and is 'truth'.

… No. I wouldn't have.

I want to cry…

But I do not cry.

Because in my arms there's hope and responsibility—both much greater than I'd have imagined when I held them for the first time.

In front of me stands a murderer, a mother. Her eyes are desperate, her body shakes—yet, even without realizing it, she blocks the door to her house.

I would've had to go through her to enter.

"Mystia…" She jolts, mumbling 'I'm sorry', tears still falling. I breathe in and breathe out, holding dearly to my children. "I'll never forgive you for what you did. You threw these two to death…" She tries again to mumble, but I cut her, my heart pounding and my eyes wild. "But… I don't want that to continue! I don't want your children throwing their children off the nest, so the rest can survive! I don't want to live knowing that could be avoided…! I want the children of Gensokyo to be raised to be happy, to smile, and to learn! To not be killed for things they can't control! I WANT TO CHANGE THE HUMAN VILLAGE!" Aki and Kuramochi are crying after that ardent yell.

Mystia stares, wide-eyed. There’s hope in those eyes.

"H-Huh?!" Was all that Mystia could say, taken aback no matter how much her eyes shone. The sudden explosion made Aki and Kuramochi restlessly cry, so I stopped to cuddle them some more and calm them down—using the precious seconds to do the same for my pounding heart. I'll never forgive Mystia. I don't think I could, no matter how much I tried… But I can stop this cycle, can't I? Stop her children from doing it; help other night sparrows stop doing it! Help the children that, just like these two precious lives in my arms, have feelings, feel pain, and can look at me—who they consider their mother—with expressions of childishly pure love.

Some would despise the idea: youkai and humans coexisting? That's impossible!

Or so it would've been before the HSE. For all the bad it has brought to the village, it also exposed an ugly truth: youkai and humans are not that different. Both went into that brothel with the same intentions; both are erecting markets in its vicinities and profiting out of suffering…

… Youkai society has changed; they have businesses, they care for their children with the products we make, they use our money and are starting to use our language—yet human society refuses to see it. Reimu made it apparent before sinking to her sins… Things shouldn't be like this.

My chest burns and my hands holding Aki and Kuramochi are steel, yet my hold is gentle. Determination born out of strife enough to take Mystia's breath away. "I intend to change things gradually. Retake my job, stop ignorance spreading like a virus… So no one is ever again stoned in the streets like I was." Mystia's eyes go wide, I keep going nevertheless. "But I know this won't be enough. Kuramochi and Aki might be accepted because they're half humans, but that won't be the case for other children… And to change that, to welcome a new age in the village, Mystia—" I stop, staring deep inside her eyes. They're big and full of fear, but those hopes and dreams I saw still shine bright. "—I'll need help. Your help."

Because who better to speak to other night sparrows than one herself? It makes my heart ache and boil—‘remember what she did to you? To your son and daughter?’

… I do. It won't be forgotten.

But this is bigger than me.

It's about a generation smiling every day, playing in the streets carefree… Which’ll never fear being thrown off the nest.

She stares at me, speechless, and I hide well my desire to squirm in place. I taunted her, called her and her family animals, and— "Yes." I came to a full halt. A trembling smile paints Mystia's face as tears resume streaming… These, of joy. "Yes! Anything you need, I'll help! T-That's the first time a human offers to change things for us for the better—I'll do anything to get that through, Keine! Never forgive me; I can live with that! Just make sure my children can go to school and live good lives, please!" For whatever reason, I clutch Aki and Kuramochi more to my chest, which prompts Mystia to laugh, though it's guilty ridden. "… They're yours, Keine, not mine—they clutch to you unlike they ever did to me."

I gulp down… something… that rises inside my throat, cheeks red, before caressing Aki's face slightly—she mumbles, trying to return to sleep after being awakened for the umpteenth time—and my smile returns, a newfound ferocity to it, akin to that which coursed my veins staring at my children from the Maternity's Ward glass window. "It's a secret for now, so keep it low. But spread to other night sparrows and lesser youkai. Make them know someone is trying to change things for them and their children."

Mystia nods, pure excitement behind her eyes, and itches my skin that this may be the first time she has had an olive branch stretched to her. "I will… K-Keine, thank you." Her smile is genuine, bowing close to a ninety degrees angle.

It embarrasses me to see such respect from someone I blindly despised until an hour ago, but I huff. "I'm a teacher. Taking care of the children is my duty."

She smiles, her chest swelling as if full of inspiration. "Human children, that is—you have no duty towards Youkai’s, yet here you are, willing to change our lives~this won't be forgotten, Keine… And if all these atrocities and agony we caused become just a dark footnote in the story of my species to be read in the future with disgust, know that all of us, night sparrows, will be forever grateful to you." And she bows again, my heart feeling full—Kuramochi choosing this specific moment to giggle—

—and, together, we say. "He always does that." We stare at each other, and Mystia simply hums a small tune. "Your children are delightful, Keine~what's their names?"

I stare at her…

This world is truly cruel—

I smile, bringing their precious faces close to mine. "This little boy here is Kuramochi, and my little girl is Aki, in reference to a late friend of mine~"

Mystia hums again. “Hello, Aki and Kuramochi Kamishirasawa; it’s a pleasure to meet you!”

—but there's beauty to it nevertheless.

>>45485632
>>45485622
that's for the Mystia arc! Remember boys, no crime goes unpunished, but it's always better to cut the evil by the root than just burning the whole forest
or just sperg REALLY hard. That can save your life.

>>45485172
>>45485187
>>45485194
>>45485206
>the moonies are spics powerscalers
should've expected that. Tho a power graph is really silly when put to perspective
>and then she purified him into nothingness
>and then she gapped the boundaries of his existence and non-existence
>and then she floated over the Jaku's and wife-san's powers and bonked them on the head
>and then she closed the door of your soul, transforming you into a vegetable
>and then she said "nah, I win", and she won
ZUN tomfoolery knows no bounds

>>45485813
I like to think often times they simply can't do that, since youkai and gods, as well as their powers, run on the faith and perception of mankind, man in ignorance makes these beings what they are, and limit them by proxy.

>Lunarian police is going to behead everyone who betted on Chen winning the Anonbowl, deeming them "too fucking impure for even shitearth itself"
thanks for your attention, Chenews out.

>>45485892
too late, Anon. We're running on DBZ logic after those power graphs
time to learn espanol

>>45485911
She is a child now but its only a question of time until she turns into a woman, anon. And when the time comes Anon will be there to "guide" her.

>>45485813
That's a big reason I included the two lines:
>"Don't take it too personally, this is mainly for optics purposes...
>There was, in fact, many other models used by Lunarians to track power, but this primitive model was chosen to create a simple explanation for these two.
I do think the bit about magnitude gaps in power categories is a good way of thinking about it, and as >>45485892 mentioned you can apply limits to power levels depending on your outlook. Like, with Seija I imagine the problem is perceptual, so she can technically invert anything or properties thereof, but only if she can perceive it, which explains why she's nowhere near Yukari level.

>>45485952
your common sense is no longer required here, hermano.
So. Seija is continent-level or moon-level? For example, Yukari is black hole-level and Hata no Sekai universe-level
joking aside, thanks for the explanation

Can Yukari defeat Superman?

>>45485944
Okina you bitch, say bye to what remains of your kneecaps!

>>45486047
Have you seen cats on heat anon? Once it hits her it will hit like a truck. Isnt it good to have a trustful man like Anon for her when that happens?

>>45486011
>So. Seija is continent-level or moon-level? For example, Yukari is black hole-level and Hata no Sekai universe-level
I have a very autistic diagram in the works to explain my nonsense.
How busted Seija's ability gets post-inversion I'll leave up to individual author's solstice interpretations. Could be anywhere from them pulling a Tenent and being able to reverse the flow of time(black-hole level?),to Goro's HENSHIN! just him popping like a meat balloon.I will laugh so hard if someone actually takes the meat balloon bait. As twisted as that would be.

>>45486088
weren't they going to be flattened by Yuuka?

>>45486011
I'd put Seija at multi-continental to moon levels of attack potency, like most youkai she has busted physical feats and statements and while in Gensokyo only really benefit from human belief while not suffering any of the down sides.
She can hit harder with her items and as shown in DDC Large-building to city-block level attacks are casual for her, unlike Reimu her destructive capacity probably scales with her attack potency as we see with her flipping the inching castle.
While not holding back and using her items she's considered a big enough threat where stage 3 and 4 bosses pull out the stops but the top tiers still play around with her, even though they were also willing to play by spell card rules.
This is pretty consistent since she scales significantly above base Cirno who is able to produce a city block worth of ice when she's just focusing on producing ice and not trying to do an attack.
So bellow the top tier 2hu's but stronger than most of the others like Meling and Patchy without prep time.

She also comes with the standard fair youkai powers like being able to disperse into a cloud of black particles, a limited degree of true name manipulation which is used to create spell cards, mental manipulation, and aura manipulation.

>>45486120
I believe that was Mimanon's plan, although I'm down for whatever people have planned and will be seeding more hooks around for intrigue.Part of why introducing the pregnancy's made sense, gives Seija some stakes beyond her core motivation in life.I also envision the solstice battle to be less of a strict 1v1, like you'd see in a battle manga climax and more of a multi-dimensional(spatially and abstractly) MMA slap fight were nobody is playing fair and people tag in and out of fights to get advantage.

>>45486264
I-I'm too outmatched in spicness...

>>45458480

The dark of the night was only held in check by the moon that hung in the sky, but despite its best efforts the floor of the bamboo forest was shrouded in darkness that only a youkai could see through. To some this forest was creepy, a stalking ground of predators and life source for youkai that relied on the moon itself, to others it was a cursed place filled with danger and whimsical beasts that are just as like to hinder than help. They were all right, they were all wrong, the forest of the lost was that and so much more.

Only one that knew the truth of this ever shifting land, a land steeped in a hidden history known only to unnamed gods that resided in everything.

That being stood alone in a clearing raked by the freezing fingers of winter, her body was sapped of its warmth and her barefeet did little to protect her from the elements. However, for a being such as her; whose watched empires rise and fall, seen ages come and go, watched mankind itself uplift itself till she sequestered herself away, this chill in the air was merely one of many and not the last to come.

This ancient being, older than almost all that still walked the earth... sneezed.

She then proceeded to complain to no one in particular, "Ahhhhh! I should never have agreed to play with those two this late at night! Don't they know I'm a delicate flower~!"

Tewi was more than a little grumpy as luck would have it, ironically. All for the most silly reason too: those two silly rabbits she adopted years ago after they were released into the wild by an ungrateful child of their recently passed caretaker, Sana and Sara.

Sana and Sara were positeiley going to get their cheeks pinched until they reddened for this. All because they wanted to play detective after they heard a rumor about the Hakurei squirt's birthday. At least it proved that luck was always on her side, as it was nothing but luck that the black and white pain-in-the-witch had come in for a routine appointment with Eirin regarding her pregnancy.

Supposedly the two girls had been helping in the natal unit as a result of the overflow from all the expectant mothers coming in for a checkup that day as well. That was when they spotted the witch there, and according to them they saw her fretting over something while she waited around for her turn. It didn't take long till they started speaking and it seemed she was thinking over the perfect gift for someone having some problems. It didn't take long for them to get the name of Hana from her lips.

Tewi could use this, if Hana was having a birthday party thrown then this would be the perfect moment to get herself closer to the girl. You needed sugar water to catch bugs after all, and Hana was the prized rhino beetle Tewi's been dreaming of. If she wanted Hana to join her family properly it take the whole family to recruit her, for that reason she got Sana and Sara to head out and find her file that Eirin undoubtedly kept tucked away. Now that the master of Eientei was asleep it'd be the perfect time for the overly eager duo to pull off the perfect heist... and insulate Tewi from any punishment...

Devilish thoughts of the perfect prank to pull at the party were cut off prematurely, by a rustling in the bushes off behind her where the animal trail from Eientei emptied out to here. Sana and Sara burst out from the brush, hair marred by what looked like leaves and sticks embedded in their hair and their dresses more than a little dirty from what seemed to be a quick flight.

Sara was the one carrying the manila file in her hands, her messy brown hair bobbed up and down as she was practically hopping in place, "Tewi-chan, Tewi-chan! We got it we got it! It was all sneak and then BAM~! BOOM~! PICHUUN~!"

As always Sara was the picture of intelligence as she and her sister scrambled up to Tewi with their eyes catching the lights and pastel dresses doing nothing to help them blend in the night. Sana eagerly spewed her words at her, "It was super fun, and super exciting! We were sneaking through the administrative area while Reisen did her paperwork and stuff, so we snuck in behind her and into the archive room!"

Sara interrupted, "And then and then we were right behind here and she almost fell asleep doing her paperwork so then we opened the drawer and got the file but then she woke up and saw us and then I tried saying it was a dream but she didn't believe me and then-"

Sana eagerly spoke up next, "So, I told Reisen-san that we really needed the file cause Eirin-sama asked for it, but then she said that 'she wasn't going to believe such an obvious lie' so-"


With an energy bubbling out of Sara Tewi noticed a redness on her cheek that didn't look like it was from the chill, "Then Rei-san shouted at us to stop when we ran like 'taptaptap' and she started firing danmaku at us but we were faster even though we got hit we didn't stop at all and-"

>>45486405

As luck would have it, Tewi drifted into the shadow of the brush right as a familiar voice shouted, "You two, what were you thinking! Eirin-sama is going to be cross when she finds out!"

Tewi swiped the document from the jumpy inaba's hand as they sprinted off with a happy squeal as bright danmaku flared and struck the ground right where the pair were standing a moment ago. The airbound Reisen passed by the shade of the unusually bushy bamboo where Tewi stood, file in hand a wide grin on her face. Though she wanted to stick around to see when Reisen got stuck in the net she strung up between the bamboo thickets, she had bigger fish to fry and the happiness of her family to worry about.

She practically hopped back to the inaba quarters and it wasn't long till a piercing cry of 'gwaaaaaaaaaaah~!' pierced the air as that silly purple haired girl landed right where Tewi wanted her... It was going to be a good night, she wondered what Eirin's psychological profile recommended as a good gift, with a little luck she might be able to find the perfect thing in the village, among the kappa, or maybe among the tengu... She could already see her delighted face, as she hugged Tewi and all her sistermothers as they hopped around and made merry.

It was going to be a good party, Tewi would guarantee it. As luck would have it.

>>45485172
wasn't expecting sagume and doremy to get taken for a spin again so quickly after their first entry, but it's fun seeing how ridiculously the moon takes all of this
I didn't think doremy would be so happy about it though, she seems pretty traumatized by the whole thing in the sagume chapter

So, I think I'll be forwarding the Birthday arc from Hana's perspective if no one has any objections. Is anyone else going to set up anything for it? Or should I just go ahead?
I know Tenefag is going to do something, but we haven't heard anything from him for awhile.

>>45485172
A bit strange seeing how excited Doremy is, i'll just put it down to 'drinking enough to loop around to being happy'

>>45486417
>>45486469
>I didn't think doremy would be so happy about it though
I may not have expressed this well, but what I was going for is showing Doremy tired because of the the whole situation, somewhat vindicated to see Sagume embarrassed over the state of Moonie pop culture, and a little happy to talk to the two people who have the most 'normal' relationship, since it means Seija and Goro's dreams are about standard couple hopes/woes and not horrible trauma.I believe Doremy is a good girl who wants the best for people and is happiest when seeing others in love.

>Mystia on her way to apologize to Team 9 about the baby situation before accidently stumbling apon Daiyousei's corpse in the woods

>>45486500
>ince it means Seija and Goro's dreams are about standard couple hopes/woes and not horrible trauma.
I'm getting Ranfag vibes from this post.
Well I guess they are the most normal couple in a series where 90% of the relations are rape.

>>45486543
Heh, you got them too?

>>45486543
>Well I guess they are the most normal couple in a series where 90% of the relations are rape.
didn't their first time was Seija raping Goro after cursing his soul? Or is that the jaku way to ask for marriage?

>>45486543
>>45486609
wrong vibes, that's not me~

>>45486609
>>45486614
>>45486543
>I'm getting Ranfag vibes from this post.
Damn you all, I've been laughing at this for the past ten minutes.
I can't wait to post post my next bit. I have the best idea along these lines.
>>45486675
We're starting to oscillate on the same frequency.

>>45486449
seems about right, 'Mu is set already
>I know Tenefag is going to do something
that's the curse of the side character. We have to write around the main story (Reimu, Yukari, Anon and Hana), and the main story must go on
though it's nice to pick other anons inputs

>>45486682
>second spoiler
those 2 and 1/2 'Mu chapters put us in sync. Quick, let's desync before I turn into spic powerleveling and you start doing ultra cat fluff or start a Lutheran Revolution!

>>45486530
can't let it go to waste…

>>45486449
>I know Tenefag is going to do something, but we haven't heard anything from him for awhile.
Heyo It'sa me.
Thankfully the part I'm writing currently doesn't require being posted before the birthday party officially begins to make sense, but I'll need to finish it before the party ends as it will absolutely help lead into the highly anticipated Jobbers vs. Facts and Logic fight scene later.

TL:DR: Tene, Rikako and Ruukoto, after catching wind that "IT'S HAPPENING".png, hold a stakeout to stalk the birthday party with a really bad disguise. This goes on for a while until everyone leaves & Marisa & friends get busy with cleaning up everything, which they use to try and execute an ambush
keyword being try

>>45486768
>Ruukoto
is she, by any chance, the grill?

>>45486411
>>45486405
devious rabbit. Absolute devious.
though she'll get there, see Yukari and turn tail immediately. Or maybe even consider Yukari part of the family?
up to see what this rabbit has in store~

>>45485632
>>45485622
I love how Keine is on her way to destroy Gensokyo just like Yukari, I never expected her to be a hidden antagonist

>>45486898
unlike Yukari, Keine WILL win.
and she WILL cut the Hieda taxes by 100%

>>45487064
Keine becoming Eren is probably her worst nightmare, I can't see her ever accepting the rumbling.
Besides Keine isn't a jobber and theres a 99% chance she won't job, die, and turn into a bird.
She also has a clear idea of what she wants to do unlike Eren and probably isn't involved in time travel fate nonsense.

>>45487102
twas a shitpost with Keine looping what Narumi said about the world before slam-dunking two babies onto Keine's arms
but I agree with your words. She'd probably lean a lot to Erwin's modus operandi, seeing her courage, empathy, and lack of fear in diving into the unknown

>>45485206
"You're okay to walk?" I asked Goro as I helped him on his way to Yukari's office.
"If Seija's good then so am I. Leaving that girl of mine on her own to talk to the Yakumo is a recipe for trouble." Goro smiled.
"You're too good for her." I sighed.
I nodded to a couple workers who were staring in our direction, a gentle 'stop gawking and get back to work' message.
"How's business? You holding up?" Goro asked.
"Tough. There's some specter in the HSE that Isn't a Youkai or Spirit and none of the mediums have an answer."
At this Goro winced, but didn't say anything. Strange.
"And Anon is asking me to check on his daughter, Hana, you're familiar right? I've been procrastinating on it since she was vitriolic last we met, which I understand, but I don't know what to say to her. Ah, sorry to dump all this on you." I explain.
"No, no, I gladly play the confidant so long as I get re-payed for the effort later." He smiled. "With Hana, well, she's a teenage girl and for Humans that's a tenuous period. I think you'll have an easier time with that girl so long as you let her speak her mind and act earnestly. Just uh, wear something modest."
"Oh, like to appear less threatening? Got it."
"Yeah, exactly." he said, nodding awkwardly.
"You're sure your okay? You're acting strange."
But Goro simply waved, intent on making sure Seija didn't make a mess of Yukari's office or the other way around, which I was glad for, but the man still worried me regardless. I worried a lot about others these days.
When we opened the office we weren't greeted by some shouting match or the aftermath of some localized calamity, no, we saw something far stranger.
Seija cornered, whimpering, and half-naked in a corner of the room while Ran loomed over her, holding an outfit with sigils and signs much like the one's on Yukari, Chen, and her own, while Yukari looked on, bemused.
"I'm not wearing that no matter how many times you ask me!" Seija rebelled.
"Go ahead Ran, no need to hesitate with a little kitty who's already irate!" Yukari encouraged
"I really am sorry about this." Ran said aloud, before dive-bombing Seija with all of her tails and wrapping and shoving the poor girl into the garb. When the tornado of fluff finally lifted, Seija was revealed, wearing an outfit with a short, poofy skirt and short sleeves like her usual garb, but with the addition of same sort of apron garment that Ran and Yukari wore that terminated at the end of her skirt into four tassels.
"Oh, it appears Goro's awake as well! Time to complete the set Ran!" Yukari announced, pointing at Goro.
Ran muttered another apology, charged Goro, wrapped him in the same tornado of fluff from which his sleeping robe was ejected, and sent him twirling into Seija arms. He wore the same Buddhist like robes he had adopted earlier, but a new sash had been provided with similar Yakumo sigils.
"Wonderful, ah take a picture Ran please! I want to commemorate this moment!"
Weird and Yukari were synonymous on the best of days, but this seemed... overly dramatic on her part? I didn't think she held Seija and Goro in particularly high regard before she sent them to Hell and my mind struggled to imagine what would cause her to become this enthused that they could do down there. I guess they did flip the Sanzu, but that little incident was resolved pretty quickly and didn't really benefit us.
Oh, I must remember to warn Goro about Reimu paying them a visit. I know my first time with her wasn't all that pleasant...
"Yukari-Sama, this is a little much." Goro commented.
"Not at all little Goro! Not even in my wildest dreams did I think you two would come back in one piece! I sent you to Hell and told them you were coming after all!" Yukari happily said, clapping her hand for emphasis.
Seija opened her mouth, presumably to swear a river at the older Youkai, but stopped herself. "I'm so happy your judgement of us was entirely ill-founded." She said.
"Yes! Because of you two I was able to acquire so much precious data it's unreal! So I figured: 'why should my loyal servants wear commoner's garbs?' and had Ran whip these up for you two. Now, normally I'd expect someone to serve at least a hundred or so years before they're worthy of such an honor so make sure you work extra hard to show you've earned that privilege! Otherwise Ran and Chen will get Jealous!" Yukari gushed, turning to the fox, whom didn't seem to care about this whole affair in the slightest.
"And in regards to your other 'reward', don't worry, you don't need to tell me anything. I'm sure I already know everything that woman could have possibly informed you about so it's no matter really. Rather, I need you to immediately handle your next assignment." She says, handing them a letter.
"Deliver this Cease & Desist to the Moriya Temple. They've been conspiring against me for a little too long now and I tire of it. Now off you go you two! Daylights burning! Ah, Takane? Come in come in! We need to talk about expense reports"

>>45487756
Only in Yukari's twisted mind is trying to start an orphanage a form of conspiracy against herself.
Although it is founded on a belief Yukari will fail and not abort all the half human fetus's to give to Seija.

>>45487756
Well, I had no idea the next Takane chapter would go like this. I'm not disappointed in the slightest

>>45487786
Nonono, the Moriyans are pulling the strings to get the oni, satoris, and other contacts on their sides alongside Okina, the Myourens are the buddahists and have their own plan to start a large orphanage and turn anon into a head monk

>>45485098
After her stop at Eientei, Aya ensured Momiji wasn’t hurt and shared the news about her shortage of self-control enhancers. Then, she stayed by Hatate to help out with the manuscript. It was surprising how many accommodations the homebody made for Aya: A chair with back support that fit her height, writing implements just like the ones she used, spices for her favorite blend of tea, and a cup just like one that went missing from her home a while back! It was a little strange that Hatate was breathing so heavily. Maybe she didn’t exercise enough?

“So like I was saying, we need to make absolutely sure it’s nothing but Kasen in the article. If we suggest I unrobed someone else, the whole thing might-huh?” A warm bead rolled down her right cheek. Curiously poking it, a familiar pain struck Aya’s face. The cut had opened again, letting out a little bit of the tengu’s blood.

“Hold on, I’ll take care of it!” Dabbing Aya’s cheek with a nearby box of tissues, Hatate brought the bloody napkins with her to retrieve some bandages. Odd, since there was a wastebin in the room. Eh, she’s probably just in a rush and didn’t think about it. After her host took a long time covering the wound on Aya’s face, they had little time left before the honest reporter’s appointment came up.

Bidding farewell to her lazy friend, Aya sped towards the HSE. It’s as the saying goes: You must enter the tiger’s den to bear his eggs—cubs, catch his eggs—enter Anon’s bed to catch his eggs—eggseggseggs—

The tengu quickly rolled in the air to avoid a flock of birds she was flying directly into. Finding a nice, isolated thicket of forest to land in, the tengu gave herself a reality check: “Come on Aya, get a grip! You’re not even in the village yet! This is all just poor circumstance. You’ll walk in, calmly explain to Anon that the pill may not be quite as effective today, spend a quite evening with the man, and control your inhibitions! The incense probably isn’t even as strong as you think it is. The only thing hyping it up in your mind will do is make the effects of the aphrodisiacs worse. You’ve seen countless types of mind-altering drugs over centuries. This is nothing you can’t handle!” Steeling her resolve, the tengu shot through the night sky once more.

Seeing Ran at the front desk was a small relief. The pressure of social interaction and keeping up her appearance as another customer should should quash her smoldering desires. “I’m here for my night with Anon. He’s been very good to me this week.”

“Thank you for your patronage. He’s ready for you.” Great, now that the pleasantries are out of the way- “And just in case there’s anything you want him to know after today that you can’t say in person, I’ll be happy to pass on on the message.”

That warm smile, that gentle tone, that threat of interacting with Anon: They all rekindled the tengu’s lust and jealousy, permeating what was supposed to be lighthearted banter. “If there’s anything I need to let Anon know, I’ll fuckhim-tellhim- I’ll f-fucking tell him myself!” The shock on the kitsune’s face told Aya everything she needed to know. “I’m sorry, I misspoke. My closet exploded today. I’m just going to… go in now.” Silently, the tengu ventured further into the HSE, mindlessly donning her seductive outfit and hurrying towards the shrine inside.

Entering the fake shrine’s space allowed Aya to take in her surroundings and explore her senses. The wind was cool – that should temper her judgment. The leaves were brown and cascaded through the air – a beautiful marvel of nature, even if they looked like construction paper. The sounds of insects chirping should remind her she wasn’t alone: The entire HSE was surrounding her. Finally, the smell of Yuuka’s flowers wafted in the air, reminding her of the serene balance Gensokyo thrived upon. Gently opening the door to Anon’s home, her focused senses honed in on the incense she found before. Yet, it didn’t awaken her carnal desires, nor did it break down her inhibitions. Slowly, Aya built up her mental barriers as the door suddenly opened for her.

Anon cleared the obstruction, lifting the tengu in a tight hug. “Welcome back Aya!” With her face smothered in his chest and his pointer finger lightly grazing one of her feathers, Aya become wholly aware of Anon’s slight scent, hidden under an occluding soap but faintly detectable. The fortress of her mind was toppled as her body’s recognized Anon’s presence. The tengu’s instinct to knock down the human male and force every bit of his essence into her by any means refused to die. It took her a second to realize the hug had ended and her knees were wobbling. Speak! Say something!

The words flowed out in a love-drunk slurry.“Ehehehe~ It’s nice to see you again, Anooooon~.”

Maybe tonight wouldn’t be so bad.

(Part 62)

>>45488815
oh no no no no someone stop this shitbrain bird before she does something she'll really regret about!

>>45488815
What a lewd brid brain, at the very least she didn't bring momoji along

Whispers and rumors abounded in the forests, meadows, thickets, flower fields, the cliffsides, farm fields, and anywhere there was life. The whispers were hushed and frightened, curtains were pulled over the windows and the plans of play and frolic were replaced by a sense of uncharacteristic dread.

Life force was strong in Gensokyo, especially this year. The earth yielded its bounties easily and even as the snow fell and the true winter loomed, if you knew where to find food you could live easily off the hidden abundance. Yet the trees looked on in weary dread, the grass gleefully covered itself in snow and retreated into the earth, and the bushes held their breath when life passed by it.

The fairies cowered in fear.

This year was full of strange omens, the disappearance of the fool Cirno was only the beginning. After the news of the dissolve of team 9, after the loss of the Cirno, things only seemed to go from bad to worse. Rumors abounded as the fairies of the mountain reported her getting bullied by the mountain gods, the hell fairies and their strange cosplay habits reported that they'd seen her try picking fights with oni and losing her leg, the fairies of the farm fields spoke of how she disappeared into the village never to return.

None of this boded well, and then the biggest shock came: the death of an immortal fairy, Dai-chan.

Dai-chan was loved on the surface world; she was everyone's big sister, so it made sense that she'd fuss over the biggest baka of them all. Everyone knew she was a little fussy after Cirno vanished, going so far as to use the P-word. A taboo in fairy culture. Yet no one could fault her, she was loved as such.

After her body was found, gray and devoid of life, her essence itself gone, it became huge deal as it leeched the life itself from its surroundings. The fairies who found her could only cover her in a blanket of vines so it didn't destroy their homes. No other fairy dared get close, the ones that lived there could do nothing but maintain the thick plants as a barrier lest her body destroy the grove she died in and turn it toxic to fairy kind.

It was thus, the three fairies of light along with representatives from every corner of fairydom called a meeting in the garden of the sun lest a repeat of the fairy gem incident occur.

In the blood of the crowd everyone knew, a great fairy war was brewing!

>>45490895
>IT'S HAPPENING

"Good morning, Anon!" I say, waving to him with a serene smile, watering a massive patch of the Shrine's garden. As always, Anon doesn't recognize my existence and passes through me—warms my heart hearing him hum about what to make for dinner that would satisfy the bakeneko—and picks up the same watering can I'm using, though mine's spectral. Together, we water the flowers with placidity. "Man, it'd be so nice if you could make mapo tofu—it's been what, a century since I last ate it? I remember it was around the end of World War II, around when Remi contacted me~" I delight in the memories for a moment, though don't pay much mind to Anon.

Not like he can hear, fell, or even see me. Patchy made sure of that… As sure as messing with the Shrine Barrier and accidentally splitting our spirits in two and, as to not have our souls destroyed, linking them to the closest source of magic: the barrier itself. The invisibility and intangibility are a pain…

Our bodies and the other half of our spirits walked back home, unaware of what had transpired, leaving us here, connected to this wretched place. Hope they don't die before we merge again; disappearing from the Samsara wouldn’t be fun…

All things considered, being locked with a moody magician in a mega brothel is not THAT bad. It could be worse, for sure: we can interact with the spiritual objects of the Shrine—not physical, though—so it means I can sleep on a spectral futon instead of the ground or anywhere incorporeal ghosts sleep on—

"Maybe mapo tofu?" I instantly freeze, gawking at the man.

He narrows his eyes, deep in thought, before curiously checking a plant's stalk, eyes growing when he spots a weird spider.

But my mind is elsewhere. Did he…? No, of course not! He didn't even react to me, as always!

… Was it a simple coincidence?

My spectral body shivers with tension, feeling the phantom pain of a thunderous heartbeat. "A-Anon?" I call him, searching his complexion, seeking any possible indication that it wasn’t a coincidence, eyes big with expectation.

Yet, all Anon does is study the spider threading his hand. "Look at that, a Red Widow of all things…" He sighs, looking hurt. "So you went from threatened to extinct? In mere two decades…? Poor little guy…"

And quickly he walks off to retrieve a habitat for the spider.

… All a coincidence…

I sigh, feeling deflated with the crushed hope of communicating with someone alive, trying my best to ignore it as it keeps accumulating within my heart—so I focus on watering the plants with spectral water… But at least I can smile knowing I'll be eating good food tonight! I wish he uses authentic Sichuan seasoning~

—

Patchy looks tense, but that’s not uncommon. Spread on the floorboards where she lies are a million spectral papers and notebooks. She writes, reads, massages her temples, and, ’course, groans a lot.

I sit with the others on the kotatsu, picking Ran's spectral mapo tofu—since she got most of the good, spicy stuff. Chen and Dolly don't enjoy spiciness that much—and, as per adorable ritual, Anon feeds Ran a piece of tofu; Ran a tiny spec to Dolly; which then, wielding a regular fork as if a massive weapon, feeds Chen, ending with a full circle where Chen excitedly feeds Anon. That done, chitchatting and proper eating began… And I gulped down the jealousy: I'm on the table, but don't get fed by someone else. Truly, the world is a terrible place…

… But the mapo tofu is SO good! It reminds me of home~

"Could you, if you'd be kind, don't chew so loud?" Patchy asks, giving me a death stare. I ignore both in favor of giving her Chen's version of mapo tofu.

"It's mapo tofu; you cannot chew on it as if it's a banana!" She groans, though gracefully accepting the bowl. So weird how we can still eat and feel all the tastes but don't need to do the number one or two—Patchy's theory is that it turns into energy to keep these spectral forms. Speaking of which… "Are you still obsessing over that?"

"Yes, I am. Without right equipment and the exact tomes, seeing beyond the fourth dimension is one of the greatest challenges. Now leave me be to concentrate." I roll my eyes, but she doesn't see it, focusing on her books. Ever since she linked to the Shrine Barrier, she has been enthralled with an 'outrageous magic strand' to it, saying we're not alone here—disregarding Anon, his friends, and… visitors—and whoever is with us in this 'masterpiece of magic' lives in another dimension entirely.

I've tried to feel this elusive person she's seeking, but the HSE's Ki is impossible to properly discern: so extremely saturated with magics of all kinds and tastes, makes reading it hell itself.

Sighing, I look around. Anon, Chen, Ran and Dolly laugh and talk—three of those, at least—lost in their own worlds.

… And so am I. Lost and locked here until the other Meiling—likely—visits again, and I can merge our souls. Hope she does it soon… I miss my job; Sakuya's voice; Koa’s; Remi's; Flan’s…

At least I'm not alone in this.

>>45492036
some silliness before today's chapters and the coming Birthday Party! As canon as you want it to be~

>>45442364
I have cum inside reimu's pussy at least 37000 times. She is a walking semen golem at this point.

>>45487756
Just as quickly as I arrived in Yukari's office, Seija and I were expelled, the doors closed behind us, and two more Youkai appeared before us.
"Chen-kun, this is Goro-san and Seija-san." The small Tanuki, Kuma spoke.
"Hi, I'm Chen that's me." The cat waved nervously.
I couldn't help but notice the expertly knitted clothing she wore. Someone must love her very much. Regardless, I had wanted to meet with the black cat for sometime, so this was paradoxically good fortune.
"Hello Chen." I waved, kneeling so we were at eye-level. "It's nice to meet you!" I said, appearing as friendly as possible, but trying not to overplay it, kids hate it when you do that.
"Um, your outfits look like Ran's!" She observed nervously pointing.
"Yeah, she's the one who forced them on us." Seija remarked.
"Pretty tassels." Kuma added, batting at one of the things that hung from Seija's apron.
"Yes, Ran was nice enough to make this for us after we helped Yukari." I said, smiling.
"You um, do you like Yukari? You don't think she's suspicious?" Chen asked.
I scratched my head. "As suspicious as any other Youkai I suppose? I can't say I hate her."
"Are you Anon's friend?" She asked.
One not versed in dealing with kids might mistake this for interrogation, but I knew children were curious as well as nervous around people they've never met. Best to play along with such things.
"I haven't met him formally, but my Father was, so I guess I am to! I certainly want what's best for him if that's what your asking."
"But you help yu- I mean, are you trying to-err, do you like spiders?!" The cat blurted out.
"Absolutely. I always made sure to let them go outside since I was a kid, even the ones that liked to bite." I answered honestly.
"Good!" Chen said, nodding with approval before walking away and dashing the moment she was past a corner. Kuma following her, afraid to be left behind.
"You saved spiders? What, mommy Hijiri teach you all life is precious?" Seija joked.
"Spiders have a cute quality to them, like some other people I like to keep around."
"Oh, and who'd that be?"
"Who knows?" I whistled.

>>45492036
Mom! The ghostly Chinese woman is back! She's eating all our dumplings and telling us how great kung-fu is again!

>>45492964
you're NEVER stopping her.

>>45492964
>Mom! The ghostly Chinese woman is back! She's eating all our dumplings and telling us how great kung-fu is again!
muh sidez

>>45492036
So patchy and meiling have just been hiding in the walls spooking people the whole time, I like it.

>>45493107
They're going to end up being Hata no Sekai's mothers and save their Adoptive? daughters soul using the power of familial love.

>>45492950
Finally post-Reimu bashing
"Does it always hurt this bad?" Goro remarked, rubbing his head where Reimu had socked it with her Gohei.
"The Gohei, post-incident lectures, our empty wallets, hand cramps from writing, or all of the above?" I ask.
"I suppose we got off easy for causing such a ruckus." Goro sighed.
"Don't be so surprised, many incidents have been much worse with just as little punishment. That Reimu is a softy when all is said and done, or was I guess. More importantly, are we really gonna give that piece of paper to Hijiri?"
"Eh, we can hand to her and watch her shred it, I'm more worried about what comes after." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Speaking of, we haven't gotten a chance to talk about, you know, what we're gonna do about the inversion." I said, rubbing my arm.
"There's some people we can still get consul from before the solstice. Let's not be hasty until then." He said, grabbing my arm and pulling me to his side. I jabbed him in the gut, but didn't resist the gesture.
"Did you, where you able to see if our daughter in the HSE is okay?" I ask him, rubbing a bead in his bracelet between my fingers.
The question had lingered in the back of my mind even though the child wasn't in my belly. It troubled me that our kid was growing inside that place alongside another strange consciousness.
Goro grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "She's okay, same as the one in the gap as far as I can tell, which I pray is normal, but..."
I almost breathe a sigh of relief, but am halted.
"I attempted to 'talk' to the HSE. I asked it for help and to protect our child, tried to deal with it. I don't know if it heard me, but I can definitely perceive it. There's some functions to that place Yukari hasn't taught me, maybe that will help." He grimaced.
And then there was Yukari. What if she figured out about our children? About the HSE? She was a Sage after all and, like the Miko, those peopled tended to snuff out irregularities that threatened order. If that bitch touches my kids I'll...
Detecting my anger, Goro takes my head and leans it on his shoulder. "I'm thinking we aim for Sagedom." He said.
"Pardon?"
"We could replace Yukari. And use that power to protect our children from harm's way."
"Assuming Yukari is deposed, everyone else doesn't hang us alive, and we'd actually want such a position." I say.
"If she isn't deposed then we can bide our time, although defending the HSE comes first. As for others, they'll want a replacement and who else will they elect? All the candidates either have greater commitments, like Hijiri or Kanko or would be considered unacceptable by one group or another, like The Crown Prince, Satori, or any of the Tengu royalty. Even if we're not able to square up against Kasen or Okina, maybe that works in our favor? Yukari has too much power and we could be seen as either a sign of progressive leadership or as a potential puppet. Either way, we'll have the title and we can leverage that."
"So when the big bad Yukari's dealt with you'll offer to atone by taking on her burden and because all those other whores either visited Anon or are hated we'll be seen as the best of the bad options?"
"Exactly, and fighting in the solstice will put us at ground zero. The perfect place to stake our claim, it'll be quite the upset." He smiled, but then frowned. "I'm also worried about the other children. they'll be persecuted, or worse, used."
'Used'. I don't know if Goro intended it, but the word played like a sad chord in my head. All those little half-breeds were gonna enter a world as outcasts and certainly upend things one way or another. The idea of a hag like Yukari or Seiga taking advantage of them, feeding themselves on what could be a fresh start for this wretched place, it made my blood boil.
But that wasn't it, some other feeling was there, 'Used', what did it mean?
"Well, we can talk more about it later, first we should steel ourselves for Hijiri" Goro said as we arrived at the temple steps.
"Come off it, these guys were ready to put me into a dirt nap for merely tapping your..." ah, let's re-phrase "...After I dipped my fangs into your body they ONLY beat me to a pulp."
"Hijiri mainly disciplines Youkai so..."
"So what?"
"Youkai are more durable."

>>45487875
>>45493155
Turn outs the write fag was the one who confused the Moriyas and Myourens I do too all the time besides the Moriyas have a shrine while the Myourens have a temple.