The Hakurei Shrine Experience

[Anonymous No.]

"So while I was away dealing with the Matarajin throwing a nuclear device on my doorstep -- Yuuka, the Flower Master, built a massive garden inside my property, tampering with the many magical barriers and particularities of this environment…" Anon nodded. "And Alice, the Doll maker, gave you a little automaton?" The dolly also nodded this time, though she looked offended. "… And when are you going to give me some kids?" Yukari asked. There were no answers.

last time on the HSE:
>Anon didn't suffer as much, he has a doll and a cool garden now! =D;
>Hana Hakurei turns into Hana Yakumo after calling Yukari 'mom' once, kidnaps Aya instead of having a civil discussion; embarrass herself in front of Eirin, gets pranked by Kaguya and now wants to do a racism to Ran. She also demolishes Seija, 1 life, no-bomb;
>Yukari rips the fabric of time and space to talk to Okina, literally threatens to kill Cirno 1 million of times, yet gets out of the Land of the Backdoor with guaranteed godly sex. How does she do it?;
>Ran takes Chen to Yamame's Atelier, autism and cuteness levels may rise to dangerous levels, take caution;
>Aya gets info on the mysterious figure leaving the HSE: turns out it's the Sex Fox -- no, not Ran. The other sex fox --, takes a panty-shot of Tsukasa, sells it to Okina in exchange for not having her life broadcasted 100% of the time; then together with Momiji ambushes Kasen, not knowing it's Kasen; they get stomped, but at least Aya can't jobb more than -- oh, she's jealous of Ms. Dolly getting all of Anon's affection and Yuuka's cute garden… -- Aya and Momiji get double petting from Anon. Very cute. Then she spergs out after being kidnapped by Hana, talks about her eggnancy, her hots for Hana's dad and will get Ran to talk to Hana. Once in a blue moon, this bird brain works! You go, Aya! Now, onto funny terrorism!;
>Yuuka builds a garden inside the HSE, it's incredibly cute. Her numbers in the bowl are otherwordly, though she still finds time to jobb to drawn porn;
>Alice, after 12 sessions of Shanghai Bonanza, goes to talk to Anon and gives him a cute dolly -- still unnamed, but already highly appreaciated --, then, to balance her win, jobbs her love confession. Fricking amazing;
>Flandre gets embarrassed by her sister, Ran and Sakuya spoil her;
>Seija and Goro get stomped, the first flashes a 17-yo and the latter buys porn comics, they go have fun with the onis in the undeground, meet our favorite pure maiden, Yuugi, and our favorite jealous retard, Parsee;
>Kosuzu is our light, but is also mega retarded. Ponders about the life of a burguer while in the presence of Yuuka; joins the jobber squad; immediately jobbs to a baby bomb, gets pounded back to life by Akyuu chilling on the Sanzu and soothes Marisa's retarded soul with words of kindness. Thanks, Suzu, we love you;
>Keine goes through the deep end, gets told 'no' by a literal prostitute, has a hard meltdown... poor Keine :(
>The Jobber Squad decides to throw Hana a birthday party! =D
>Biten talks to a mysterious stranger, who could it be?
>Takane has her pet squirrel embarrassing herself during a meeting with Goro and Seija;

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This thread is for the spinoffs of the spinoffs of a fan work, read below to catch up.
OG work here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43718466/chapters/109935363
Read Hana's story here:
>“Hana Hakurei is the daughter of Reimu Hakurei and her husband, Anon. As the future protector of Gensokyo, Hana was never going to have a normal life, but it was worse than it should have been.”
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Below is the entire story of Reimu and Anon's daughter:
>>/jp/thread/43744518#p43776208 | thread 1
>>/jp/thread/43824450#p43854608 | thread 2
>>/jp/thread/44478667#p44487729 | thread 3
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last thread: >>45214506

[Anonymous No.]

all posts in chronological order! Warosu is killed again, sadly.
>>44783853 | 1-4-Yukari starts the HSE, unfortunately
>>44783859 |
>>44783865 |
>>44783869 |
>>44789500 | 1-2-Hana regrets everything
>>44797583 |
>>44801201 | 1-Marisa jobbs
>>44808699 | 3-Hana
>>44813876 | 2-Marisa
>>44823600 | 4-Hana
>>44824137 | 1-Chen makes frens
>>44826502 | 5-7-Hana
>>44827141 |
>>44827779 |
>>44828232 | 2-Chen
>>44828303 | 8-Hana
>>44829240 | 1-2-Aya gets a scoop
>>44829742 |
>>44830460 | 1-Ran conspires to save Anon, Chen makes a promise
>>44830530 | 3-Chen
>>44831787 | 3-5 Aya
>>44831959 |
>>44832166 |
>>44833004 | 2-Ran/Chen
>>44833632 | 6-8-Aya
>>44833913 |
>>44834188 |
>>44836175 | 3-Ran/Chen
>>44837584 | 1-Kasen, sadly the hammer type
>>44838354 | 4-Ran/Chen
>>44838572 | 1-Hijiri does things not recommended to monks
>>44838849 | 1-Yuuka destroys Anon's pelvis
>>44839020 | 5-Ran/Chen
>>44840553 | 1-2-Reisen gets a bad case of heart-bleed
>>44840644 |
>>44841739 | 9-Aya
>>44842051 | 2-Hijiri
>>44842176 | 1-Yukari has committed sins aplenty
>>44842793 | 10-Aya
>>44843053 | 3-Hijiri
>>44843501 | 11-12-Aya
>>44843706 |
>>44844619 | 6-Ran/Chen
>>44846129 | 4-Hijiri
>>44846904 | 1-Toutetsu does goat things
>>44847934 | 1-Alice, the femcel
>>44848916 | 7-Ran/Chen
>>44849075 | 13-14-Aya
>>44849823 |
>>44851670 | 2-Toutetsu
>>44852394 | 15-Aya
>>44856869 | 2-Yukari
>>44857107 | 8-Ran/Chen
>>44857828 | 3-Yukari
>>44859128 | 9-Ran/Chen
>>44860148 | 16-17-Aya
>>44861513 |
>>44861980 | 3-Marisa
>>44862210 | 1-Okina jobbs
>>44863801 | 1-Kanako also jobs, but cutely
>>44865416 | 4-Yukari
>>44869347 | 1-Seiga converts Anon to tao
>>44869783 | 3-Toutetsu
>>44871249 | 18-Aya
>>44871671 | 5-Yukari
>>44875949 | 9-10 Hana
>>44876544 |
>>44878300 | 1-Patchouli does detective work
>>44878759 | 10-Ran/Chen
>>44879741 | 19-20-Aya
>>44881701 |
>>44881786 | 4-Toutetsu
>>44886059 | 6-7-Yukari
>>44886659 |
>>44887390 | 11-12-Ran/Chen
>>44889812 |
>>44890248 | 11-Hana
>>44890814 | 21-Aya
>>44891520 | 1-Youmu/Yuyuko saves us
>>44896317 | 13-Ran/Chen
>>44897089 | 2-Patchouli
>>44897477 | 12-Hana
>>44897833 | 2-Youmu/Yuyuko
>>44897919 | 1-2-Seija is my favorite retard
>>44898943 |
>>44899064 | 5-Toutetsu
>>44899119 | 3-Youmu/Yuyuko
>>44900150 | 8-9-Yukari
>>44900352 |
>>44900601 | 22-Aya
>>44903464 | 3-Reisen
>>44903607 | 14-Ran/Chen
>>44905197 | 23-Aya
>>44906051 | 1-Nazrin does a little bit of trolling
>>44906510 | 1-2-Tewi does it for the family
>>44906965 |
>>44907154 | 1-Ran/Aya promote the perks of healthy competition

[Anonymous No.]

>>45270931 (part 2)
>>44907384 | 3-Tewi
>>44908592 | 24-Aya
>>44908918 | 4-Tewi
>>44909105 | 25-Aya
>>44909220 | 4-Youmu/Yuyuko
>>44909263 | 26-Aya
>>44909353 | 5-Tewi
>>44911312 | 1-2-Reimu fucked up big-time
>>44912652 |
>>44913719 | 2-Ran/Aya
>>44914774 | 10-Yukari
>>44915111 | 13-16-Hana
>>44916379 |
>>44917697 |
>>44918036 |
>>44918148 | 1-3-Yamashiro is our unsung hero
>>44918170 |
>>44918191 |
>>44918347 | 15-Ran/Chen
>>44924744 | 17-18-Hana
>>44925132 |
>>44925254 | 3-4-Patchouli
>>44925265 |
>>44925872 | 19-21-Hana
>>44926335 |
>>44926709 |
>>44927409 | 6-Toutetsu
>>44931860 | 1-Mima (lol, lmao)
>>44933112 | 1-Cirno, the coolest fairy
>>44933132 | 7-Toutetsu
>>44933611 | 2-Mima
>>44934207 | 2-Cirno
>>44934368 | 3-Mima
>>44935149 | 3-Cirno
>>44935409 | 2-Yuuka
>>44935615 | 4-Mima
>>44935923 | 1-2-Shanghai, the doll, experiences horrors beyond our comprehension
>>44936519 |
>>44937250 | 5-Mima
>>44937732 | 4-5-Yamashiro
>>44937742 |
>>44938226 | 19-21-Hana
>>44938409 |
>>44938736 |
>>44942709 | 4-Cirno
>>44942784 | 6-Mima
>>44944278 | 16-Ran/Chen
>>44945041 | 5-6-Cirno
>>44945060 |
>>44945869 | 22-23-Hana
>>44947647 |
>>44947675 | 17-Ran/Chen
>>44950744 | 24-Hana
>>44951188 | 7-Cirno
>>44951243 | 25-26-Hana
>>44952493 |
>>44955030 | 1-Shou is not having a good time
>>44955143 | 18-Ran/Chen
>>44955880 | 6-8-Yamashiro
>>44955891 |
>>44955900 |
>>44956184 | 27-Hana
>>44957621 | 11-Yukari
>>44959795 | 4-Alice
>>44964702 | 4-Reisen
>>44966321 | 19-20-Ran/Chen
>>44966328 |
>>44967465 | 9-11-Yamashiro
>>44967473 |
>>44967476 |
>>44967784 | 1-2-Evil Nazrin, Chizasu; the broken cheese soup eater
>>44967812 |
>>44969267 | 5-Reisen
>>44972984 | 12-Yukari
>>44973031 | 21-Ran/Chen
>>44973594 | 1-2-Junko comes, sees, adopts
>>44973614 |
>>44973752 | 6-Reisen
>>44975642 | 12-15-Yamashiro
>>44975651 |
>>44975677 |
>>44975699 |
>>44982466 | 22-23-Ran/Chen
>>44982473 |
>>44984190 | 1-Genji... :(
>>44984244 | 13-Yukari
>>44984612 | 16-19-Yamashiro/Seija
>>44984628 |
>>44984638 |
>>44984652 |
>>44984847 | 28-Hana
>>44993555 | 1-Momiji awoos and get fucked
>>44994352 | 2-Okina
>>44994577 | 2-Momiji
>>44995493 | 27-Aya
>>44996217 | 20-22-Yamashiro/Seija
>>44996233 |
>>44996253 |

[Anonymous No.]

>>45270946 (part 3)
>>44997641 | 29-30-Hana
>>44998503 |
>>44998741 | 24-Ran/Chen
>>44998996 | 3-Evil Nazin, Chizasu
>>44999273 | 31-32-Hana
>>44999754 |
>>45000620 | 1-3-Rikako and Lemontene open a lemonade stand
>>45000634 |
>>45000657 |
>>45000831 | 23-26-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45000837 |
>>45000845 |
>>45000859 |
>>45004812 | 3-Momiji
>>45007083 | 3-Okina
>>45009988 | 28-Aya
>>45010541 | 25-Ran/Chen
>>45015046 | 1-3-Hata no Kokoro is searching for our favorite autistic, heart-throbbing girl
>>45016324 |
>>45018993 |
>>45019978 | 27-31-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45019995 |
>>45020008 |
>>45020023 |
>>45020036 |
>>45021307 | 4-Hata no Kokoro
>>45021686 | 1-Yuugi learns about the birds and the bees
>>45022345 | 29-Aya
>>45022717 | 2-Yuugi
>>45023522 | 8-Toutetsu
>>45023676 | 30-Aya
>>45023914 | 32-35-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45023923 |
>>45023935 |
>>45023945 |
>>45024014 | 3-4-Yuugi
>>45024332 |
>>45024409 | 31-32-Aya
>>45024760 |
>>45029254 | 5-Hata no Kokoro
>>45029834 | 33-Hana
>>45030600 | 26-Ran/Chen
>>45030706 | 6-Kokoro
>>45030840 | 33-Aya
>>45031498 | 1-Kosuzu will save us with her detective skills
>>45031643 | 34-Aya
>>45032173 | 1-Marisa's dad is one stubbed toe away from meeting Eiki
>>45033088 | 3-Reimu
>>45038227 | 2-Kosuzu
>>45039622 | 27-Ran/Chen
>>45040174 | 36-37-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45040182 |
>>45042898 | 3-Kosuzu
>>45043356 | 1-2-Meiling goes to retrieve Mukyu from the brothel before she passes out
>>45043367 |
>>45044232 | 2-Kasen
>>45045245 | 8-Cirno
>>45045552 | 5-Alice
>>45045925 | 34-Hana
>>45046716 | 38-42-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45046725 |
>>45046750 |
>>45046755 |
>>45046767 |
>>45048091 | 35-Hana
>>45049471 | 9-Cirno
>>45050505 | 28-Ran/Chen
>>45051241 | 10-Cirno
>>45054707 | 29-Ran/Chen
>>45054718 | 4-6-Rikako/Lemontene
>>45054727 |
>>45054739 |
>>45055476 | 43-46-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45055483 |
>>45055495 |
>>45055513 |
>>45055840 | 36-38-Hana
>>45055851 |
>>45056540 |
>>45061196 | 1-Koishi starts to wake up and is eating for two
>>45062069 | 3-Kasen
>>45063295 | 39-Hana
>>45063772 | 35-Aya
>>45063782 | 40-Hana
>>45063892 | 47-50-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45063909 |
>>45063917 |
>>45063923 |
>>45064640 | 41-Hana
>>45065142 | 3-Shanghai, the Doll
>>45065564 | 42-43-Hana
>>45066190 |
>>45066405 | 36-Aya
>>45066523 | 2-Koishi
>>45070388 | 3-Junko
>>45071691 | 37-Aya
>>45072028 | 4-Kosuzu
>>45072430 | 44-Hana
>>45073503 | 30-Ran/Chen

[Anonymous No.]

>>45270955 (part 4)
>>45074641 | 51-55-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45074646 |
>>45074653 |
>>45074659 |
>>45074661 |
>>45075451 | 38-39-Aya
>>45075498 |
>>45078389 | 31-Ran/Chen
>>45079622 | 3-4-Meling
>>45079627 |
>>45079877 | 11-Cirno
>>45080741 | 32-33-Ran/Chen
>>45080756 |
>>45082418 | 4-Kasen
>>45082902 | 5-Kosuzu
>>45083103 | 7-8-Mima
>>45083141 |
>>45088318 | 14-Yukari
>>45090126 | 12-Cirno
>>45091141 | 40-Aya
>>45091358 | 13-14-Cirno
>>45091390 |
>>45092705 | 9-Toutetsu
>>45093479 | 4-Marisa
>>45094419 | 45-Hana
>>45094778 | 56-57-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45094780 |
>>45099005 | 15-Cirno
>>45099713 | 58-59-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45099726 |
>>45099904 | 1-Keine is gasligthed into birthing Touhou Jesus 1 and Touhou Jesus 2
>>45100154 | 34-Ran/Chen
>>45104338 | 60-63-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45104346 |
>>45104354 |
>>45104368 |
>>45104478 | 4-Reimu
>>45104822 | 46-Hana
>>45110119 | 1-Satori Ace Defective on the case!
>>45110223 | 2-Keine
>>45112527 | 6-Kosuzu
>>45112718 | Halloween Special! Anon and the house of even more horrors; The HSE is commemorating
>>45112769 |
>>45113643 |
>>45113846 | 47-49-Hana
>>45114279 |
>>45115139 |
>>45116623 | 7-9-Rikako/Lemontene
>>45116634 |
>>45116654 |
>>45118881 | 50-52-Hana
>>45120127 |
>>45120409 |
>>45121101 | 2-Satori
>>45122165 | 64-65-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45122178 |
>>45124407 | 5-Reimu
>>45125743 | 35-Ran/Chen
>>45126529 | 66-67-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45126543 |
>>45129458 | 53-55-Hana
>>45129834 |
>>45130310 |
>>45130317 | 3-Keine
>>45130393 | 56-Hana
>>45134796 | 36-Ran/Chen
>>45135517 | 41-Aya
>>45140864 | 4-Keine
>>45144056 | 68-70-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45144064 |
>>45144068 |
>>45146014 | Insight into the RanOS, very cool
>>45150691 | 1-2-Takane is morphing into a latina mother, Ran suffers
>>45150700 |
>>45151462 | 42-Aya
>>45152278 | 37-Ran/Chen
>>45154351 | 4-6-Marisa
>>45154360 |
>>45154369 |
>>45154545 | 1-Flandre comes to visit! Death toll still U.N owen
>>45155609 | 56-58-Hana
>>45156566 |
>>45156596 |
>>45158001 | 4-5-Junko
>>45158010 |
>>45159890 | 6-Reimu
>>45164255 | 38-Ran/Chen
>>45164359 | 71-74-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45164369 |
>>45164376 |
>>45164405 |
>>45164655 | 59-60-Hana
>>45164686 |
>>45169824 | 2-Flandre
>>45171385 | 15-16-Yukari
>>45171392 |
>>45171625 | 3-5-Meiling/Adopted!Patchy (we miss you dearly, patchyanon. Thanks for your kindness in adopting Mukyu, Meilinganon!)

[Anonymous No.]

>>45270970 (part 5!)
>>45171634 |
>>45171643 |
>>45173390 | 61-62-Hana
>>45173471 |
>>45174161 | 75-77-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45174165 |
>>45174174 |
>>45174285 | 4-Shanghai
>>45175246 | 43-Aya
>>45179176 | 5-Shanghai
>>45180352 | 5-Keine
>>45182186 | 63-67-Hana
>>45182194 |
>>45182205 |
>>45182215 |
>>45182224 |
>>45184263 | 3-Flandre
>>45188594 | 39-Ran/Chen
>>45189401 | 7-Kosuzu
>>45191504 | 44-Aya
>>45192286 | 40-Ran/Chen
>>45192715 | 17-Yukari
>>45192799 | 45-Aya
>>45195520 | 68-Hana
>>45197988 | 46-Aya
>>45201805 | 69-71-Hana
>>45201813 |
>>45201821 |
>>45202135 | 78-79-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45202140 |
>>45207427 | 4-Flandre
>>45210610 | 18-19-Yukari
>>45210616 |
>>45215585 | 5-Kasen
>>45216836 | 3-4-Yuuka
>>45216859 |
>>45219951 | 6-Keine
>>45220992 | 80-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45226958 | 5-Flandre
>>45228875 | 47-Aya
>>45228917 | 5-Yuuka
>>45229932 | 6-Kasen
>>45232073 | 81-85-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45232079 |
>>45232083 |
>>45232091 |
>>45232093 |
>>45232280 | 8-Kosuzu
>>45236522 | 72-73-Hana
>>45236531 |
>>45236751 | 48-Aya
>>45237431 | 9-Kosuzu
>>45239697 | 20-Yukari
>>45240712 | 49-Aya
>>45240903 | 86-88-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45240913 |
>>45240919 |
>>45241081 | 74-77-Hana
>>45241098 |
>>45241109 |
>>45241119 |
>>45244191 | 41-Ran/Chen
>>45246738 | 6-8-Alice
>>45246764 |
>>45246782 |
>>45247896 | 89-90-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45247915 |
>>45248677 | 78-Hana
>>45253922 | 7-8-Keine
>>45254765 |
>>45255475 | 50-Aya
>>45256843 | 9-Mima
>>45258528 | 1-Someone (oooo, who could it be?)
>>45260995 | 78-Hana
>>45261397 | 10-Kosuzu
>>45262993 | 42-Ran/Chen
>>45264598 | 91-92-Yamashiro/Seija
>>45264616 |
>>45265641 | 79-80-Hana
>>45265645 |
(471 entries)
if I missed anyone or got something wrong, please tell me!

[Anonymous No.]

there's a couple broken links now, but hopefully they'll be fine once warosu comes back up

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271026
warosu down is turning into routine…
I wonder what's happening

[Anonymous No.]

>>45254765 (8/-)
—
To say is easy. To do…

I gulp, hands trembling, standing still in front of my own house's door, night a cold and harsh blanket… The living room lights were on, which meant Mokou was awake. I feel tears welling behind my eyes, but swiftly clean them, Anon's words fresh in my mind melding together with Suzu's to create an amalgamation of inevitability—one I knew too well would come. The lie was unsustainable; I've got no courage to pursue alternative methods, and, as I said to Anon, "I never wanted any of this." I repeat lowly to myself, feeling slumped.

May or may not want, I pushed the lie forward and now reap what I sowed…

… Clenching my eyes and feeling a bout of courage, I open the door, blood scalding—

"Yo!" Mokou's voice reaches me, courage turns to dust. She's sat upside down on the couch, holding a book to her face—'1st Year With your Twins'—which she throws to the side, getting up and closing on me, and, before I can protest, I'm lifted in a tight hug, the immortal carefully avoiding squeezing my belly; my upper bones, however… "How's my favorite trio doing? You dumbasses made me all worried, taking all night to return home!" Laughing, she puts me down. I stare at her, eyebrows furrowed, instinctively hiding my shaking hands—even so, Mokou looks confused. "You okay there, Keine? You hungry or… oh! Is it one of those 'cravings'? Just say, and I'll make it!—though: no bricks, 'kay? They ain't nutritious for our kiddos!" She moves into the kitchen, preparing condiments and pans for cooking.

Outside, it starts to rain.

I watch her back for an elongated moment, that well of despair thought to be dry after talking to Anon rapidly filling, eyes watering… I can't do this; I can't—but I have to!

I gulp a block of ice and move, legs wobbly. "Mokou…"

"Keine! I know bricks look tast—"

"I'm not pregnant." Words burn like acid.

Mokou spits, choking on her own words, and I'd have gone to help her if she hadn't started to cackle like a hyena. "What the hell, Keine?! My sides! Bleh, I hate gulping saliva…" My face contorted as she finally recomposed herself, turning to me and showing her tongue. "You took them to the circus to return home a jester?" Her laughter goes on but quickly fades away as tears strand down my face, worry taking over as she rushes over to me. "Fuck—Keine? Keine! You okay? Damn, is this one of those extreme mood swings…?" The last part is whispered, her strong arms leading me to a chair. Inside, the shame—a growling monster—takes over at seeing just how enthralled in the lie Mokou is.

It hurts so much… yet…

"No, no… Mokou," I clench her white shirt, her puzzled eyes on me. "I'm not pregnant," I repeat, her eyes frowning even more. "Everything started as a rumor; the kids spread it! It's not real! I'm not pre—"

"Wow, wow, stop and calm yourself down, Keine—can't you listen to what you're saying?!" Anger painted her tone, her hand unconsciously reaching for my belly. "I heard their hearts; you told me—"

"I-It was a lie." I dodged her eyes and looked at the ground, the dam busting. Mokou remained silent, still, then her gentle hand grasped my chin and turned my eyes back to hers, now kneeling in front of me—her smile pained, confused; eyes wide.

"T-This all a joke, right?" I denied it with my head, biting my lower lip. "—I listened to their hearts beating—"

"It was Danmaku pulsing in my stomach…"

I could feel her skin itching, and averted my gaze. "—e-everyone was saying you are; they threw a party, but the beginning was screwed because you had morning sickness—" I gestured again, and I could feel her trembling, daring to look into her eyes. Few are the times one would see Fujiwara no Mokou, the immortal, crying, and one I can remember is— "—… We were going to name the boy after my father." I stared deep into her eyes—the disbelief, pain, confusion… anger, and betrayal—crying and dizzy, I denied it again.

Behind her eyes, something good died.

"… Y-You… had fun with this, Keine? Lying, deceiving… torturing me? Your friend?" Her voice trembled.

"No! N-No, I—" Words froze inside my throat as I watched her face go through immense anger, reddened eyes of fury, tears rolling, body rigid, and I prepared myself to be punched so hard I'd forget my name—

"… Oh, but I think you had fun, Keine. It's amusing to prank the immortal, isn't it? She has no feelings; she's not alive nor dead, but she's also not a youkai—she's just a murderer with no heart—might as well be the whole truth now…" I feel thrashed.

On the way back home, I thought about how this would go down—maybe a fight, screaming, emotions flying, violence—but this… This is much worse.

"No! Let me explain, ple—" I try to catch her hand, explain things—she'll understand, she's my—

But Mokou violently pulls her hand away, and I fall from my chair face-first onto the floor. Ignoring the hot liquids flowing on my face, mind a mess, I stare at her from the ground.

She was devastated.

And, silently, Mokou left.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271143
>captcha: NTRMR
what are you trying to tell me, 4chan…?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271080
You guys are saving the posts, right? one day the archive will no longer exist

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271171
yup, I save all of mine
and everyone else's…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271143
>>45271149
Mokou is gonna find a man to make Keine pregnant, she'll cash in. Favor with doctor Yagokoro to make sure Keina has twins.
The NTR part is somebody else fucking to Keine when she and Mokou are in love.
tldr: Mokou is a cuck

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271291
Keine WILL get her shit together! She WILL think things through! She WILL fix her relationships! She WONT job to peer pressure!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271291
>>45271325
how the fuck does she recover?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271421
reverse gaslight mokou into thinking that mokou's pregnant instead
double visit to the HSE?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271184
Thank you for your service o7

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271143
If only Keine didn't job to the peer pressure

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271143
The cow really lost harder than most of the Job Squad.

[Anonymous No.]

finale coming soon
r-right?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271614
Of course, we love fine ale!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271614
About 5 threads ago we joked that we might end up writing it at the real solstice. It's a little over a month to the actual solstice now. Surely it was just a joke and it wouldn't take that long right?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271291
>>45271149
>Mokou is a cuck
Now all we need a depressing subplot where Keine and Mokou's relationship deteriorates to the point where Keine (or Mokou) does find love, but not in each other.

nhentai code:84442

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271734
>nhentai
Lol. Lmao.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271614
Yup. Trust me, almost there... Two more weeks
but seriously, almost everything is closing
>Reimu redemption complete
>Hana has her powers
>Meeting between the jobbers and Anon's frens is almost here
>Chen will be ready for the finale after Yamame
>A bit more with Ran then
>Keine is entering the finale of her side story as does Kasen
>Flan is set
>Winter is coming
Unironically, we'r going to reach the start of the finale soon

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271745
>almost everything is cl-
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271772
NOOOO, HE WENT TO SLEEP AGAIN! BROS, SOMEONE WAKE HIM UP!

[Anonymous No.]

I'm really happy to see everyone enjoying these threads, I must say. Never expected a shitpost I wrote in three hours in the middle of the night would grow so big and spawn a community project, and continuously writing for it has been a blast. Though may take a while to finish it -- writeanons have lives of their own; work, study, both, get burn out --, I can at least assure I'll write it myself to the end alone if needed, which I doubt will need to be the case!
Just wanted to take that out of my chest.
Thanks everyone for participating in this autistic community project and making it real!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272035
I honestly didn't expect that someone would take my ramblings and make something amazing out of it, nor that I would end up writing for it down the line. It's been an honor writing with you. Truly, we are all trapped in the HSE until the Winter Solstice finale frees us. I will never forgive or forget anyone here. Thanks for making the past month so fun.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271491
>>45271575
pla don't bully her, she's a victim

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272150
amen

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272035
oh hey it's you! patient zero.
Have you written anything else besides the prolog for this?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271739
i was phoneposting :(

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272393
yup
I wrote some Yukari, most Ran, Chen, Keine, most Kasen, some Reimu, most Toutetsu, Flandre, a bit of Marisa, the Yuuka after the incense one but that's it and Momiji

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272396
I understand your pain.

[Anonymous No.]

gentlemen, it's with great pain I come to announce that the flowchart… the flowchart is now bigger than 4mb. I know. I know. Tragedy.… anyway
here's the link to the flowchart of events!
>https://files.catbox.moe/sr2rr7.jpg
so writeanons can guide themselves and readeranons to find small and funny easter eggs!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272839
tfw you're racing Ayanon to the bottom of the chart.
I won't lose to bird brain!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272972
gambarena!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272972
>Aya's ahead of the fucking Hana plotline
holy shit i'm nowhere near done, Aya will somehow become the most convoluted plothu.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273022
>Aya will somehow become the most convoluted plothu.
don't do that to my smooth brain man, please…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273022
Oh yea? Well I'm gonna deliver on Mpreg and Anon will be one of the fathers!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273049
don't open the spoilers
worst mistake of my life

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273022
HOW?!?!
I've been stuck slacking on my stuff for the past 15 days how do you shit this stuff out
you're faster then a tengu in heat when they see an unmarried man

[Anonymous No.]

>>45272972
>>45273022
Damn, I'm only a few posts from beating you both

[Anonymous No.]

well I'D be beating you all but-

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273325
>tries to finish a sentence
>immediately goes into cardiac arrest
amazing.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273325
Patchy-sama sugoi...

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273049
I'm betting whatever Yukari and Goro have been doing is causing the houjitsu curse to gestate and form into a youkai of sorts.
Due Goro to targeting Anon, a youkai is also gestating inside of him. This makes sense to reveal at the ESP due to Koishi probably being the second most knowledgeable Youjitsu user behind Byakuren, well assumedly she know some Youjitsu as she would need a way to accidentally lobotmize herself by fucking with her own nature like she did. The way it's working is also likely to be similar in how the mask of hope is affecting Koishi and her pregnancy, Kokoro and Koishi are also both mental manipulators who would probably be able to sense a forming mind.
That fact that Kokoro and Koishi are probably some of the most qualified to diagnose this, and the most qualified is Byakuren, is somehow not the most unsettling part.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271745
Yeah, I just want to write the twist for the Hana route which should conclude in a few posts.
If I got time left I wanna write some fluff with her extended family and more lewd scenes

[Anonymous No.]

>>45229932 (3/-)
—
With time, a certain pattern became clear: I'm always on the move.

Yukari needs something done: keep watch; go destroy some cultists or an enemy of the HSE, maybe wait idly on the reception for just long enough to not lose your head—I thank the fool who attacked me by the HSE's front doors sometime ago. It kind of helped with the momentary boredom… Then, after a hunt, I join Yukari and Anon for hours upon hours in bed, wild passion and lust muddling my thoughts, making the details and particularities of my missions hard to parse—important ones, even more…

It doesn't take a genius to see the big picture: Yukari doesn't want me to think of ways to free myself of her control. There are things I can do, venues I can try—if I'd hard train my hermit power of opening portals in pockets of energy, then with time I'd be able to imitate manipulation of boundaries on my lust… It'd take centuries, but I'd manage. That's just one example; I don't doubt there must be more out there.

Point is: thinking would break her control over me.

So every day I am on the move, hunting those who idolize the worst of me, having my mind consumed by the same lust depicted in their paintings, losing my sense of self, torturing a friend… It's like an unending nightmare.

And now Yukari and this cult mess…—because who else has information on my past? Who can manipulate lowly youkai minds to create a fast-growing cult in the shadows? Everything points at her… But one thing still eludes me: why is it like this? There must be easier ways to keep me busy than creating a cult for Ibaradouji and risking Hakurei/Moriyan involvement… Maybe something to do with this lurking rage? I don't know, and asking Yukari directly is impossible; she'll just seduce me with her perfect skin, plump breasts, slim figure—

I shake my head, munching on my lower lip. It's infuriating how easily she can get to me, and my stomach turns as I trudge forward in the forest… If I can't ask her directly, then I have to resort to alternative methods.

My target comes into view, and I have to give it to these cultists; every time I strike, they appear to be better organized, their numbers bigger, nerves on edge—though they're still composed entirely of weak youkai.

What's your plan, Yukari…?

Fixing my hood, danmaku prepared, I jump and crash through their small alcove's roof, the fight proceeding like all others; I spank them and dodge 'impossible' danmaku patterns, defeat within a minute—though my mind focuses elsewhere—gathering energy.

Piling them outside, breathing in and breathing out, I wait…

—The sound of a gap opening behind me, "My, m—"

I spring into action, pupils dilating as if hyperfocused, tapping into that growing, burning primal anger—Old Magic, weak yet existent, coursing my veins as I instantaneously close the distance between me and the swiftly closing gap, Yukari likely going to open it somewhere else—

My fingers slide inside the gap… And I vicariously pull it open like curtains, tearing space as if made of flesh, blood, and bone!

Inside, floating amidst a sea of wide, red eyes staring at me, is Yukari. And she is not happy. "Daft mistake, Ibarakasen." I hold the gap open with my left arm and shoulder, eyes of fury on Yukari, my bandaged arm exploding in a powerful blue missile that barrels towards her, shaking the strange dimension of the gap.

Bored, the Gap Youkai falls on her back, sinking inside another gap, dodging.

… I smile. The plan worked!

My eyes shine victorious, laboriously holding the breach in space open with all my oni might—physical and magical—, entire body trembling with the effort, concentrating my whole well of energy on one single place and—

My body shakes in agony; my teeth clench, eyes broad. Doing this, pumping energy into a bottomless well of Old Magic… It's like feeding a taotie, ever consuming and never satisfied with anything—more, more, more—and I feel my consciousness slip, yet remain strong, muscles scorching, eyes widening as I feel blood vessels popping around my face and back of the nose, momentarily nauseous.

… Anon…

I keep going, pouring as much magic—it hurts, it hurts—as I can and—

… Her gap, finally, bends to my will.

Took only a second.

Yukari's been controlling my mind for far too long, acting like the worst of owl mothers… Time for some rebelliousness!

As she reappears, frowning with a dangerous glint in her eyes, I jump inside the hijacked gap, nowhere to be seen…

Not as graciously, I fall onto the earth, rolling down a rocky hill, a cloud of dust following my body. I stand up, gasping and sweating, bloodied—yet grinning… Though, I can't waste my precious minutes. I only have a few before Yukari pinpoints my location and brings with her a world of pain and… lust.

Ignoring the stale air—and memories…—of the Underground, I fly through maze-like caves, avoiding weaklings and any waste of my time, determined on reaching the Earth Spirit Palace.

I need Satori Komeiji's help.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273411
I can't believe Kasen is doing all of this instead of accepting herself and becoming a balanced person. Woman has got issues

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273571
her lust alone fucks with her mind, though; maybe liberating the rest of her sins and evils to try therapying herself into redemption really isn't a good idea on praxe

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273408
time we won't lack with Meilinganon snoring us into 2024...

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273411
The Earth Spirit Palace really is turning into a jobbing convention isn't it?
Kasen, Seija, Yuugi, Yukari, and whoever is currently in control of the ESP all in one room...
It can only end well.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273719
the Jobber battle royale...
holy fuck

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273719
Just to get it all straight, Koishi is pregnant with Kokoro, who's hanging around the ESP, and Anon's baby, Satori is hospitalized because Orin's plan gave her an aneurism and Okuu is in on it, and Yuugi is escorting Seija and Goro to meet with Satori, Kasen is rocketing toward the palace as well.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45270851
>[Aya] together with Momiji ambushes Kasen, not knowing it's Kasen; they get stomped
Hahaha... that was supposed to be a red (pink) herring for Aya to solve...
>>45255475
It was Aya who broke off the embrace first. Her stomach rumbled for food and drink. Momiji remained attached to Anon, indulging in her chance to relax. The doll joined, asleep on her living perch. The head chef indisposed, sous-chef Aya Shameimaru began preparing food and drink for the three—four—people in the living room.

While preparing ingredients, Aya was tempted by the medicine cabinet. The thought persisted in her mind: Someone before her used it. Aya herself found it by snooping. Nazrin apparently did the same. There was no doubt in Aya’s mind that Tsukasa was just as wily. If there was any proof for or against her taking his seed, it was in there.

Covered in fur, Anon stood outside the kitchen. Noticing his hesitance, the tengu chef called him out: “What’s the matter Anon, too hot in the kitchen for you?” She stretched one leg out, trying to strike an enticing pose without knocking anything over.

“Hot might have a little to do with it. But unless you want some extra fiber in your food, I’d better stay out of the way.” He punctuated words by patting his chest once, unleashing a cloud of Momiji’s fur.

“I-In that case, just lend me your new friend for a bit. I’ll be done soon.” While the mask hid her expression, the insinuation that Anon called her ‘hot’ clouded head. She hadn’t expected him to go along with it! Maybe he was starting to fall in love after her heartfelt confession! A whistling kettle broke her reverie: Tea was almost done.

Commanding ‘Dolly’ was more difficult than she expected. Aya knew that Alice had dolls to help her cook, but this one wasn’t nearly as fast or knowledgeable as she wanted. The automaton could only do small tasks by herself. Washing the dishes would too big a task for the diminutive girl. Once the crow was done cooking, Dolly set the table as best she could and carried tea cups for each of her giant friends. After plating meals for everyone, Aya still felt like something was missing… Heading back to the kitchen, she looked around the cabinets until she found a small wooden plate and cup, roughly made for the doll’s size. Finally serving a meal fit for four, Aya and Momiji quickly scarfed down their plates while Anon savored his, trying to analyze the tengu flavors.

Bellies stuffed, bedroom time was approaching. The three adults agreed for Anon to bathe first and the girls to go in second. Waiting for the second he entered the bathroom. Aya pulled Momiji into the kitchen. Raiding the medicine cabinet with precision, Aya found the pill bottle. She spilled them onto the counter and counted them all up. 27. One for mystery woman, one for Aya, one for Nazrin. A wave of relief washed over her. “Momiji, count these over for me. I need to be sure it’s 27 pills exact.”

“Alright, alright, stop tugging! You’re going to knot my fur and Anon got them all out!” One by one, Momiji overturned all 27 pills, reaffirming the crow. “Are we going to discuss our enemy, the hermit, now?”

“Hair buns, shackles, martial prowess, invisibility… it all just screams Kasen doesn’t it? That’s why it can’t be her. It’s too obvious.” Aya recounted the pills again and took a picture, making sure she could count them again later.

The wolf was confused. “It’s obvious, yes, but that doesn’t make it any less true.”

“Remember, this whole investigation started over a rumor that Kanako was visiting the HSE. Kanako doesn’t dress like an oni. Kanako doesn’t slice people up with a sword or turn invisible. If our suspect wants everyone to think Kanako is visiting the HSE, why wear Kasen’s accessories?” The crow finally looked away from the counter, facing Momiji dead-on.

“To draw attention away from themselves?” Sweat beaded on her neck under Aya’s scrutiny.

“It’s because the only thing more dramatic than a goddess visiting the HSE would be a Sage! If the rumor against the Moriyans failed, they could instead start a new rumor around Kasen! Plus, the cloak: The manacles and hair buns were sown into it. I couldn’t rip those off the hermit’s body if she were wearing them! Plus, Kasen probably would’ve destroyed the evidence and utterly crushed us to hide her own identity instead of cutting me once and leaving the cloak for us to keep. No, Tsukasa and her accomplice are piling lies on lies!”

“Wait, Tsukasa is involved?” She followed along well enough, but the kuda-gitsune’s name threw her for a loop.

Slamming the pill container down on the counter, Aya began in a low voice. “Momiji. Let me tell you how much I’ve come to hate Tsukasa since this morning. She—“

Momiji’s pupils shrank into dots as she read the label. “Aya. Why are you counting pregnancy pills?”
(Part 51)

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273789
kek, really took Momiji an entire conversation to read the bottle label? Dumb wolf. But the Chen is out of the purse now, and Momiji will have to come to terms she raped a pregnant woman in a broom closet and lost to her ever after that...
Aya should really internalize that old saying: "If it has penguin feet; penguin body; eats and moves like a penguin -- It's a penguin." Would make her life that much easier
thanks for the chapter!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273769
The way you worded that makes it sound like Koishi's child is Kokoro.
Now i'm imagining the child with a mask for a face.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273947
>If it has penguin feet... It's a penguin.
That's the point, thoughever. Tsukasa's accomplice whom cut Aya's face is framing Kasen, but I didn't make it clear enough that the cloak was a cheap ruse in Part 49 when they encountered the accomplice. Aya's conspiracy rambling is on the track that leads to not tying the conspiracy directly into a currently-written character.
Now I have to cope with Kasenanon confirming the lewd pink beat up some poor shmuck in front of HSE. I'll pretend it was some foolish printer tengu named Byb and her serious friend Noniji. The wording was vauge enough in Kasen story, right?

[Anonymous No.]

Will Anon be there to teach her when Chen starts to get older and start to have the "urges"?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45274090
Chen is around 20+ years old and she's still single digits mentally, I doubt that'll ever happen she's probably mentally and developmentally disabled, or something to that effect.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45273789
“So anyways, there’s also the invisibility. Kasen may have a mastery over hermit arts, but she—“

Momiji slapped the counter, rattling the pills. The crow quickly collected them and set the bottle back in the cupboard, resolving a potential altercation before returning to the one she was trying desperately to avoid. “AYA! Why are you counting Anon’s pills? Do you have any idea how dangerous these things are? These are not something to be trifled with!”

“Well, uh, you see… during my first investigation, I saw the bottle! Back then, there were 29 pills. That means two more pills were taken since then! I’m just keeping track of an important variable!” That had to believable enough, it was mostly true!

“You don’t get it, do you? This is incredibly potent. Everyone here knows never to mess with these drugs. All it takes is one pill to make Anon’s sperm fecund. After that, all it takes is one drop here—“ The wolf grapped Aya by the upper pelvic region “—and a new life will, a new life… a new…”

——

She knew Aya slacked off sometimes, but she still kept her figure. This bloat, however slight, was firm. Moreover, she could feel something hard underneath. Slightly prodding the vague shape allowed another to move in and take its place. This was not a normal egg cycle. Her belly was too warm. It felt too… lively.

“You know, Eirin said it would take less than two weeks to start showing. If you count the time I spent inside the HSE with Anon, it’s probably been about that long.” Aya’s voice cracked when she mentioned the man. Tears were streaming down the left side of her face. When Momiji took off Aya’s mask, it revealed puffy eyes and a wet spot forming on her bandage. “I just wanted them to spend some time with him before I layed them.”

The reporter was trembling, clearly trying to hold herself together. If Aya was pregnant with Anon’s children, that meant one of those missing pills was Aya’s fault. Yet, she came back for a whole week. Pregnancy and sanity pills, scheming against tengu, plotting with gods… what was she doing?

Calm and firmly, Momiji began to speak. “Aya. I need you to answer something honestly; Don’t lie to me. Were you serious when you said you loved Anon?”

“I love him. I love him and I hate what I did to him. It’s all my fault this happened. If I just never—“

Momiji wrapped her arms around Aya, feeling her grasp back tightly. She knew what kind of guilt Aya was chiding herself for. Momiji was thankful herself for Aya’s embrace, as she realized there was another dimension to her sin against the crow in the bathroom. She was no paragon herself. Furthermore, their struggles was no longer a fight for love and justice. They were giving Anon a chance to see his children after the end of this. That alone was enough to keep fighting for.

——

Aya nearly broke down while confessing the details of her “accident” to Momiji. While she was relieved that Momiji agreed to keep helping her, she felt happier in the moment to have her emotional support. Perhaps noticing her sadness, Dolly had come over and touched her arm, giving the tengu some impartial support… How long has the doll been watching?

The shock snapped Aya back to attention: The doll saw her take out the pills, count them, and put them back while her and Momiji talked back and forth about pregnancy. Shit, what if Alice made that doll a tattle-tale to relay information back about all of Anon’s partners? Even if that wasn’t the case, what if Dolly showed Anon the pills because she was curious and somehow mentioned Aya? Dammit, even after she made her tea, the doll would be Aya’s undoing! “Momiji, we gotta do something about Dolly. Look, I know a kappa interested in dolls. We can smuggle her out in my bag and—“

Momiji just faced the doll and put a finger to her lips. “This is very secret talk for grown-ups, okay? If you tell Anon about this, he’ll be very sad. When it’s okay, I promise we’ll tell him everything. Until then, you have to keep our conversation secret, okay?” After her proposition, the wolf offered her pinky. Taking a full minute to consider her conditions, Dolly finally shook back, interested in keeping Anon happy. The two smiled to each other, quickly becoming friends over their shared secret. Aya watched on, just a little guilty about trying to kidnap the automaton so quickly.

As Anon left the bathroom, the two tengu quickly excused themselves in. The night was still young, and Aya only had so many minutes to talk with Momiji all alone. Between the crow’s newfound hatred of Tsukasa, arguing whether the accomplice was Kasen or some mysterious interloper Aya wouldn’t let go of, and discussing secret paths in the HSE Momiji could carry Anon down, the two girls chattered on and on while Anon mulled over a cupt of tea why Aya, of all people, brought a friend over.

(Part 52)

[Anonymous No.]

>>45274534
Aya is truly a tengu, the first sign of a problem and she's on the lookout to kidnap someone

[Anonymous No.]

>>45274090
unlike Hana, Chen has a great mother figure in Ran and father figure in Anon; easily makes friends; knows how healthily deal with rage and is mega retarded. So nope, she's not developing a sin kink like our favorite freak of nature

[Anonymous No.]

>>45274083
... Oh...
Sorri. But man, why'd Hatate attack Kasen like that? The Kakashi news is a despicable journal!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45274534
own, Momiji is developing into a therapy dog. So cute! I bet the rest of the chapter is just as cut--
>first thing that comes to mind is kidnapping Anon's doll
... Perhaps she deserves all the bullying she gets...

[Anonymous No.]

(1/-)
—
Yukari wants to get pregnant and will likely keep Anon locked until she gets it… Knowing her, that wouldn't be the end of things.

Sighing, I glance at Toutetsu and Reimu training in the distance. It may harbor attention, but the area is concealed by my barriers, and Yukari just started her nightly sessions. I mull the thought of sharing this information with them—what would we gain from this? Toutetsu doesn't care much about Anon himself, so nothing from there. Reimu, though… I fear she might do something reckless if this comes to her knowledge.

It's unfair to store this information away from her, and according to Tetsu, she accepted Aya and her offspring pretty calmly. Hm… I'll ask Aya's direct opinion about this—

—Speaking of the devil, I looked at my side as a fluttering missile of jet-black feathers landed with care. "Aya." I greeted her, assessing the wound on her face. Looks better. The tengu nods, puzzled eyes on the danmaku fight between Taotie and miko. "They're training—Reimu is concerned with the possible decline of her abilities—" I huff as Toutetsu crashes through a tree, swiftly getting back to the fight with a wicked smile. "I think she exaggerated."

"Ugh… I'm thankful she's on our side." Toutetsu did say something about Reimu pulling her gohei on Aya as a symbolic gesture. I giggle at the pouting crow, but she brushes it off. "We gotta talk." Her tone kills my laughter, and I nod. With a gap snap in Reimu's and Tetsu's palms, their fight comes to an end. Aya looks tense, to my puzzlement—she wanted to talk alone?

"Sup, Ayaya!" Tetsu says, piercing her spork on the ground and squatting on top of it. Reimu bows with a slight smile to Aya before sitting down—talk circle formed—; the crow bows back, trying to hide her anxiety—terrible idea around two beings born in the Animal Realm. Toutetsu's playful glare said she thought the same. "What ya got today? News on Yukari, things we should know?"

"Well…" She moistens her lips, looking at Reimu, who frowns. "Two associates of Yukari were spotted conversing with Kaku Seiga—so it's safe to say they're allies—; you also heard the Flandre Situation?" Toutetsu trembles, scratching her hair; Reimu sighs. "Yep, all true—minus the terrorism threats; that's media decoration—; Alice gave Anon an automaton doll and… Where's Chen, by the way?"

I smile. "With a friend."

"Uh… anyway. That's all that concerns our efforts, but—" Aya glances at Reimu, then at me, and I scowl with her seriousness. "—I had a… civil discussion with Hana Hakurei," Reimu's breathing hitches, her body tensing, investment in the conversation growing tenfold. "And Hana wants to have a particular meeting with you, Ran." Hm, that's unexpected. The little miko—who's always staring at me as if searching for a breach to justify a temper tantrum. I can understand her disgust, but I'm hardly the cause of her or Anon's pain…—wants to talk.

… I gulp bitterness. What an awful lie. All goes back to sweet little Reimu, sitting on the porch alone and with a shrine to take care of. If only I—

Reimu stares at me, our eyes meeting. She gives me a reassuring smile that takes my breath away before returning to Aya. "… Is Hana okay? Taking care of herself, not alone?"

Aya giggles a bit. "Yeah, you can say that; she lives with both Aunns—she has a great war face, too. I almost felt threatened~!" Reimu snickers, a jovial sound unlike anything I've ever seen coming from her, a conversation about Hana blossoming between them, and it warms my heart…

… Yet, the thought I could've stopped all this suffering if only I had gone against Yukari—

I feel a pat on my back and look to see Tetsu has come down from her spork and is by my side. "I don't know what's going on in here," she drums my head. "But whatever you're thinking of, it's not your fault, dork." I open my mouth to explain, and Tetsu taps again. "Did I stutter, Ranni?"

… I huff, with a fond smile, "Thanks, Tetsu." And turn to Reimu and Aya, Tetsu returning to her spork, looking satisfied. "Aya—Hana said her motives for a meeting?"

"Yukari. She wants to ask you about Yukari's motives for obsessing over Anon… Don't look at me like that! I don't understand human teens either!" It did nothing to clean the flabbergasted looks of everyone. I stared at Reimu, she denied it with her head. Reimu then stared at Tetsu, Tetsu shrugged…

And I sighed when all eyes came back to me. "… I'll be sure to question that further." Gladly, everyone nodded. "Now—did she say anything about other people appearing at this meeting?" Aya slowly denied it, anxious—

We glanced at the miko, who, to my surprise, nodded. "I won't go. I don't want to exert the pressure of my presence over Hana—if she wants to talk, I want her to choose to come to me." However, she bit her lip. "But… If she asks, and only if she asks, about me—can you tell her…" Her smile shone. "I'm proud of her?"

The subsequent smile was collective, and the meeting of me, Aya, Tetsu, and Hana was set.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45279271
Ah, nice set up for meeting, do you want to handle it or should I?
If you do I can tell you her angle on this, its not very complex.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45279396
you do it, please. I wouldn't handle Hana quite as well, and I'm guilty of liking to see how others handle the characters I write…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45279408
Gotcha, you monster. Making me write your characters.
I'm still determining the level of spaghetti spillage that should occur, oh well. I'll figure it out after Eientei namek later today or tomorrow. Also, I have this funny image of Ran trying to explain the birds and bees to Hana while Hana tries to not spill that she's fucked her father twice and Yukari multiple times

[Anonymous No.]

You know now that I think about it, Ran knows that Hana fucked her father at least once, during the start of it all. Not that it needs to be explicitly canon since more than a few plot points have changed, some i've written personally like Hana frequenting the HSE alone 'almost everyday'.
Though it is funny to think about

[Anonymous No.]

>>45279550
that never happened, Anon. Never happened. Nuh-uh. Nope. Never happened. Open your front door.
>some i've written personally like Hana frequenting the HSE alone 'almost everyday'.
she stopped frequently visiting because of her growing uneasiness with Yukari and regret for molesting her dad, I thought; seemed like a natural progression

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>>45279582
So I wrote that she visited everyday in the first ran chapter made itt, and immediately forgot it as I wrote Hana and realized it wouldn't do for a corruption arc if she was corrupt right off the bat.
At the very least I'm decanonizing that bit, since it was my own work anyways and doesn't fit with the current Hana story

Anyways, as for her frequency of visits, there was the first visit at the start of it all, her weekly visits with Marisa that slowed down now that Marisa is pregnant, and the time she accidentally an infiltration.
Of them Ran could know of the first and the weekly visits where she doesn't smell that she did it on her, though aside from the weekly ones its of course up to you to what she knows.
The idea for the infiltration visit is that she left via the way she came in and avoided Ran entirely at least.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45279622
Ran is probably so jaded from the constant smell of sex she'd hardly make the connection; also taking into the account other smells, like the baths; incense and every other available cope under the sun to lessen the pain…
so yep, she doesn't know yet. Though I don't think it'd impact her that much, considering the ungodly amount of inbreeding foxes do, when necessary, of course; unlike rabbits that take every single opportunity

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>>45279712
>Though I don't think it'd impact her that much
Its my personal headcanon that most of the youkai wouldn't care too much aside from the social ones like tengu, kappa, oni, etc
I don't think Ran would care too much about it aside from knowing that its unusual in humans

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>>45279473
>Also, I have this funny image of Ran trying to explain the birds and bees to Hana while Hana tries to not spill that she's fucked her father twice and Yukari multiple times
muh sides, why did you give me this mental image?! I have no fic and I must kek...

[Anonymous No.]

(1/2)
Orin’s ridiculous plan had given me such an aneurism that I had been bedridden for the last couple of days. Regardless, when we received forwarding that two of Yukari’s agents would be visiting us personally, I decided to forgo bed rest to meet them. I was still the Mistress of the Earth Spirit Palace and even If I wasn’t well enough to perform my usual duties, getting to the root of this problem was still too important.
At the very least, it wasn’t paperwork.
“Satori we’re here.” Yuugi said, opening my office doors with some bravado.
Behind her was the Amanojaku, Seija, and a man who looked somewhere in between a priest, a salesman, and a solider, Goro. Instantly my ability told me who they were, why they were here, and that I wanted nothing to do with either of them.
“Very good, now see them out.” I waved.
But it was too late, Orin and Kokoro, who were both at my side in case things turned violent, saw these two and a spark of familiarity ignited.
“Aunt Kokoro.” Goro said with an abundance of nostalgia.
The Menreiki’s mask shifted to the befuddled monkey face.
“Forgive me, I don’t recall making your acquaintance.” She spoke.
Were she to dig deeply into her memories and remember one of the children at the Buddhist temples who had asked her all sorts of piecing questions about her masks, including their material, make, and storage all in the hopes of possibly starting his own little mask business.
“Oh, the onus is on me, don’t give it another thought.” He said, bowing. “This is Seija and I’m Goro. We’re agents of the Yakumo and we’ve come to talk.”
At this, Kokoro’s mask shifted to the demonic Hannya mask and no sooner then it had was her polearm besides Goro’s neck.
“State your business or lose your head.” She commanded.
“Do you have ears you violent woman? He said were here to talk and you’re pointing your blade at the wrong person.” Seija answered, jamming a thumb at her own neck.
“Goro! What are you doing underground?” Orin interjected, more relieved to have a break from the meager part of my duties I tasked her with then surprised at meeting the fool who had laid the seed that would grow into her awful plan. Which was even more reason to dispatch these two immediately.
“Kokoro would you be so kind to escort these two off the premise?” I asked, knowing the Menreiki wasn’t entirely amicable to me, but would be grateful for the opportunity to remove these two.
And then the damn dog walked in.
The large hound was a resident of the mansion, She looked at me with those deep brown eyes and I saw her displeasure at seeing her new friend go since he knew the secret to making friends with any hound: The ribcage rub.
“On second thought, I suppose I could entertain you for a spell.” I said, gesturing to the circle of furniture and for Orin to get tea.
The Menreiki retracted her polearm and her mask shifted to the red Shikami face to denote her suspicion as we all made way for our seats. Seija and Goro sat beside each other on the coach, the dog taking the open space besides Goro, while Yuugi, Kokoro, and I tool three of the chairs.
“So, let’s play a little game.” I proposed. “If I’m able to make you two leave with my words alone by the time Orin returns with tea, you’ll leave old hell immediately after Yuugi defeats you. If you endure, I’ll help you get into New Hell.”
Surprise passes Seija’s face, but not Goro’s since it’s what he planned to ask from the beginning.
“Deal.” he said, reaching his hand across the table, which I shook.
‘Such dainty hands.’ He thought.
“Now let’s begin. Seija, Goro purchased a hairbrush to help him apologize to Hijiri, which you like to guess how?”
Instantly the Amanojaku’s mind swirled with possibilities but before she could say aloud, I became impatient and simply answered.
“He wants to brush her hair like he did when he was young, should I tell her about your ulterior motive Goro?” I ask.
He thought for a second, realized, and smirked.
“You want to be dotted on by everyone like when you were young. Ever since you distanced yourself from them you’ve been starving for motherly affection.”
Kokoro’s mask changed to a confused monkey, wondering why a servant of someone so despicable had such cravings, let alone an adult.
Yuugi crossed her arms and feigned indifference, but the concept of motherhood was alien to her and she was a little intrigued.
“Mama’s little boy!” Seija teased, pinching his cheek. “Should I help you prepare a proper apology essay?”
“Ha, who isn’t nostalgic for simpler times? I was a pretty needy kid after all. Maybe not much has changed.” He admitted.
‘You call that a jab?’ he thought.
You’ll see, I always start small.
“You also thought about using the same brush to tend to Yukari’s hair, because you believe that showing her platonic kindness will improve her temperament. In fact, at this point you have thought about brushing every woman’s hair in this room.”

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280121
(1.5/2)
Yuugi and Kokoro both avert their eyes, trying desperately not to imagine the very scenario I described as well as avoiding checking the current condition of their own hair.
“Hey, you haven’t ever brushed me.” Seija said, poking his arm. “Is there something inadequate about hair?”
“Ah no. I’m just waiting for a day where I can force you into it so I can maximize your embarrassment. Besides Miss Satori, your own hair is crying out for proper care you know. Isn’t that right little lady? I bet you haven’t gotten a good brushing in a while.” He deflected, directing that last bit at the hound while rubbing her ears like it wasn’t a gentle jab at me.
“Actually, he’s torn between tricking you into thinking he likes short hair so you’ll grow it out or causing you to feel so much embarrassment from him brushing other woman’s hair that you grow it out so you can claim his exclusive use.” I explained.
“Well good luck with that.” She said, jabbing him in the arm. “Long hair’s such a pain. You’re going to suffer living with a short haired woman for the rest of your life.”
It was at this point that Yuugi and Kokoro both connected the dots that these two were lovers, causing Yuugi’s embarrassment to grow just a little more and Kokoro’s mask to shift to Ko-omote revealing her own interest in this matter. This setup another strike.
“Goro, do you know Seija flashed her underwear at the young shrine maiden’s request? The black one with the lace.”
“She asked for that?!” Goro asked Seija, somewhat surprised.
“She asked a lot of stuff.” Seija said, gnashing her teeth.
“Like about whether you two wear clothes in the act, how you got those nail marks on your back, and how she feels victorious whenever she seduces you. And I should add she’s enjoying this embarrassment.” I remarked.
Well only so much. There was also the mixture of displeasure from others being interested in her love life, which Yuugi and Kokoro both where infatuated by at this point.
“Maybe this is a little too far.” Yuugi said, not wanting to pry too far into bedroom matters.
“It might not be proper.” Kokoro added, having not forgotten the fact that they were Yakumo agents, but still wanted to practice proper manners.
I on the other hand didn’t give a damn.
“Goro, you still don’t completely trust Seija. You believe she could still brutalize someone else like she did to you and have nightmares that you’ll enable her. You Seija on the other hand worry that- “
“Shut yer trap!” Seija, says, almost rising from her seat, but Goro stops her with a hand on her lap.
“You believe that Goro might martyr himself to stop you and that it will be in his best interests.” I finish.
The room grows silent. Yuugi and Kokoro don’t know what to make of this sort of situation, Goro doesn’t take his hand of Seija’s lap, Seija looked away from Goro.
“This is just a glimpse of the iceberg. If you force me, I won’t hold anything back. Childhood trauma, broken promises, intrusive thoughts, I’ll leverage them all.” I threatened.
But neither of them flinched. Exposed as they were, it wasn’t enough to sway them. So, I used my trump card.
“Between you two they’re three consciousness.” I spoke.
“You-.” This time it was Goro that rose, but it wasn’t Seija’s hand that stopped him, instead a small hand on his shoulder kept him from standing and conceding the game.
“That won’t do sister. After all, he’s in the same predicament as I am.” Koishi stated. “Do you see it also Kokoro? Little Goro’s grew up to be a Papa!”

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280126
(2/2)
Kokoro looked to the couple and squinted for a moment before her eyes went wide with realization.
Goro simply looked at Kioshi confused. “Have we met?”
“Don’t know!” Koishi happily stated.
Goro thought for a moment, trying to recall if he ever encountered my sister, but failed to do so.
Gingerly he took the hound and pulled her across himself and Seija and offered the seat. When my sister did, he produced a comb and took a lock of hair from my sister’s head and brushed it.
“Koishi…” he said, a fuzzy image appearing in his mind.
She smiled, still clueless about the man, but happy to be recognized by him, nonetheless.
“Hold on a minute, what do you mean Goro’s going to be a father? I’m not pregnant...” Seija asked, confused.
“You aren’t, but you’re still going to be a parent.” I said, rubbing the side of my face.
“Look at your bracelet Goro, do you notice anything missing?” I asked.
He looked it over, turning his hand over to examine both sides. The faces contained within the beads grew and shrank in luminance as he did. “No, it all seems there.”
“Really? You don’t see a sort of gap, do you?”
Looking again his mind focused and like a microscope changes lens he reassessed the bracelet in different contexts and models, turning its analytical capabilities upon itself. That’s how he realized.
“It’s all there, but a part has been ‘displaced’. It’s still a part of the bracelet, still bound to me, just moved in a different sense…” he began before his expression changed to shock. “…and something’s growing in that ‘space.’”
This was why I wanted them gone.
“Sorry for the wait, I’ve brought tea.” Orin gleefully announced.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280121
>>45280126
>>45280133
heh, Satori pulls no punches. Glad to see our foul detective in shape after arduously getting her physics degree! Also, kinda tangential, but hair combing is a great hobby, almost therapeutic of sorts. Sometimes I comb my cat for 10, 15 minutes straight...
... fugg, just noticed the ph0 of autism these words carry
I was thinking about having Yukari do all sorts of experiments with the bracelet piece, but now I'm kinda tense of it coming out like I'm playing Spore with a magical fetus....

[Anonymous No.]

>>45256843 (31/?)

Marisa is not particularly fond of the village. She’d defend the villagers of course, but there’s just something about the place. It’s probably just the old memories. It doesn’t really matter either way, she’s here for a reason.

Nothing particularly stands out about Hana’s home. In terms of design the building perfectly fits its neighbors, and yet not a soul dares walk near it. It’s not surprising that villagers fear the unknown. That’s what keeps them hiding away in the village, desperately praying to the Gods to protect them from the Youkai. It’s a system they were born into and likely never questioned once in their lives, so when faced with said system not working they’ll cower away from it. No matter, such things aren’t worth thinking about when there are more important things such as Hana’s birthday.

Flying down, Marisa begins to knock on the door. There’s no immediate response, perhaps Hana is out? She’s likely very busy so it wouldn’t be surprising if-oh wait the door is open. Snapping back to attention, Marisa is greeted by an expressionless Aunn staring back at her. Is she angry about something?

As Marisa runs through the rather short list of what Aunn could be offended over she asks, “Ahh hey, can I uhh come in da ze?”

Aunn gives no sign that she even heard Marisa’s question, she just continues to stare blankly into Marisa’s eyes. Eventually, she tilts her head down and then up in a jerky motion before moving deeper into the house.

There’s a familiar level of mess in the home. It’s nowhere near the point where it’d become an issue, but’s clearly a home occupied by 2 or 3 girls. As Marisa takes a seat in the living room, Aunn elects to stand in front of her looking down without a word.

It’s quite uncomfortable. Had Aunn looked angry that would have been one thing, but her expression is rigid and entirely unfeeling. Even when she blinks it seems like a conscious effort rather than a subconscious movement.

Swallowing whatever apprehension the dog gave her Marisa says, “So I was planning on throwing Hana a birthday party. To make up for the one she missed while she was… y’know. I can’t give an exact date yet, but I was thinking of having it in a week or two. I was hoping for it to be a surprise party, so I’ll need your help. Are you in?”

Again Aunn’s expression does not change as she tilts her head up and down.

Wishing that the other Aunn was here Marisa replies, “Great! Alice is in on it and likely where are going to host the party. Mima gave her blessing. Yuuka was really into the idea but ran off to do something soon after I told her. I’ll keep you updated. By the way, where is Hana?”

Aunn is silent for a few moments before stating, “Eientei.”

Eientei? Is she sick? Was she captured? Did something happen while she wasn’t around? What if Hana doesn’t get better? How could she face Anon if… if…

Marisa begins to fidget as she asks, “Hana, is she okay? What happened? You should have said something sooner, if I had known I'd have come down-”

Aunn remains inexpressive as she cuts Marisa off with a brusque, “Hana fine.”

Slumping back into the chair Marisa allowed her worries to disappear. She’s fine, of course she is. Getting up Marisa says, “That’s good… I should get going. I got lots to do, see you soon da ze!”

As Marisa turns to go, she catches a glimpse of Aunn giving a rigid wave as her tail wags, “Soon.”

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280463
Aunn's acting a bit weird here, did she catch onto the fact Hana is using her as a stand in for both a sister and her father for fetish purposes?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280651
she's acting like she had a lobotomy
I know there's two Aunns but I didn't think that one get all the intelligence and the other is just a retard

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280227
I'd suggest playing it like she's totally unaware. Maybe give off some hints that might lead her to realize, but don't let her know that she's still jobbing at pregnancy to everyone except Kiene
Theoretically, it shouldn't matter what she does with the fragment since it's not as if the fragment IS the fetus, rather the theoretical space it used to occupy is where the fetus is growing.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280463
what Hana did to the dog? Is Aunn feeling bad or something in the discussion with Aya particularly struck with her? Though…
> she catches a glimpse of Aunn giving a rigid wave as her tail wags
makes it seem like she's trying really hard to hide that she's happy. Hope nothing bad happened to the dog!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280719
Her other body was actually having sex with Hana and she was trying to disguise it.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280686
In hindsight I may have put it on a little thick, but as I understand Aunn she rarely has both forms actively doing things due to the strain it causes. Hence most of the time one is doing things and the other is essentially in low-power mode. She's not exactly a retard but is essentially being given the minimum amount of processing power needed to listen to what Marisa has to say while main Aunn is off presumably fucking Hana or barking at Tengu delivering messages. So in other words second Aunn is capable of functioning like a normal person but Marisa isn't worth the effort.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280768
>So in other words second Aunn is capable of functioning like a normal person but Marisa isn't worth the effort.
dud

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280718
ah, I see. Indeed.
thanks for the guidance

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280463
>filename
the world is cruel

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280778
Look at it from her perspective. Aunn 2 is resting to not needlessly strain the greater Aunn only for Marisa to knock on the door and start babbling about plans with no substance to them. Nothing Marisa has to say is actionable and beyond the general notion that Marisa will come later with a plan about throwing Hana a birthday party nothing she has to say is important. The worst part of it all is that Marisa has been doing this kind of stuff for decades and is the only thing standing between Aunn 2 and a nap.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281588
Aunn The Second should probably have just taken energy from Aunn The First to tell Marisa to go away and come back later properly.
It's not like Hana would have noticed that the Aunn she was fucking had become slightly less responsive

[Anonymous No.]

maribully is coward! She won't stand up to this!
… oh, no, she's actually standing on her feet. Thought she was sat down…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45271143 (9/-)
—
After this last week, waking up to an empty house with nothing on the table feels jarring. I have no tears to spare—it was a long night…—, so I just sigh and make something to eat. The day outside was gray…

Mokou was just the first step and therefore the hardest. There are still Mr. Hieda and the students, who would then talk to their parents, and, hopefully, this lie dies by next daybreak. I stare at empty space, pondering just sending a letter saying I'm sick… Funny how I don't have the motivation to do even that.

I want my bed…

I touch my belly, gulping acrid smoke, and force myself to get ready for the day, hoping things go at least an ounce better than last night.

—

Shocked, I stare at Mr. Hieda—he's livid. Normally a man so calm and intrinsic; but now looking at me like I'm a trash pile, "What do you mean by that?" He spits.

"The rumors grew uncontrollably, and I couldn't—"

"No, you absolute fool! If you're not pregnant, Akyuu won't be able to come back to this realm!" I freeze, eyes wide. Akyuu…? W-What?! "I received dreams from beyond—by Yama herself—; livid dreams of my Akyuu’s pure soul awaiting on the shore of the Sanzu to be reincarnated—and it'd have been through you, one of her best friends! I was excited to receive you in my family and treat you like my own daughter! But you deceived me with lies, even using your students!"

… This cannot be real.

It's so outlandish that I can't help but laugh. Shouldn't have: his face twists in scorn. Mr. Hieda never got over Akyuu's death, trying to revert it, acting like it didn't happen… we all just played along to not sadden him—but this is ridiculous! "Mr. Hieda, please. I would never do something like that—"

He slams the table, and I shut up. "Your power over history is the perfect cover; don't try to make a fool out of me, Keine! You're laughing on the inside, aren’t you? Because that's who you are: a monster that plays with people's feelings!" There was a connotation in his words that made my heart skip a beat; Mokou told?! No, she wouldn't… would she? Maybe neighbors heard all, then saw her flying in the midnight, perhaps heard me crying— "To think you'd turn out to be like this…"

I sigh, massaging my temples. "Mr. Hied—"

"You're fired."

I pause. I look at him, frowning. His eyes have a cold fury behind them. "… Mr. Hieda—"

"Did I stutter, Keine? Go pick up your things and leave the temple at once. You're not welcome here anymore."

"You can't do this to me." I affirm, getting up, trembling, feeling an utter rage grow inside like a parasite. He doesn't bulge. "… Don't you know how much I sacrificed for this school?! Decades! You can't fire me over the assumption that I'd give birth to your dead daughter!" I point at his face, free hand slamming the table.

He stares through me. "You're fired, Keine."

I'm boiling with rage, an urge to explode his face corroding me from the inside… But outside the room, footsteps; shrill laughter, and I know whatever I do or say will be heard by the children outside…

… Children that talk a lot.

Mouth a line, eyes fire, I slowly walk away from the table, fists clenched and quaking… And turn, leaving the room with a quick pace—a hiccup, and I can feel the tears streaming, using my hair to cover my red face.

I make it to my classroom in record time, trying hard not to think as my quivering hands push everything I consider worthwhile—personal things, utensils… drawings of me with the students—into my bag, cursing under my breath: who let a man who never properly grieved decide things? Me, birthing Akyuu?! And because it was all a FUCKING LIE, I lost my job?!

I bite my lower lip, hand clinching my chest, trying not to hyperventilate—what can I do to reverse this? Can I talk to someone within Clan Hieda and make him change his mind? Why did things turn out like this?!—crushing a fistful of hair, I remember Anon's words, my heart withering…

Are these the consequences of living a lie? Losing those you love; what you love to do…?

I gulp a block of ice, weak, yet manage to get the full bag beneath my arm, glassy eyes as I open the window and fly back home, desperate to just sink my face in my pillow and, somehow, wake up in a world not as fucked up.

Subconsciously, my hand touches my belly, mind screaming when the only thing I can feel is blood circulation.

I get home—after wrecking myself on the front porch and breaking the fence—feeling absolutely spent, wild eyes and body shivering, biting cold against the enormous, itching, uncomfortable heat cooking me inside. Unsure how to react to the sheer amount of stress, I drop into my bed, still in my teacher's robes, and just… stare at the ceiling.

I don't yell, throw a temper tantrum; rather, my mind buzzes, eyes refuse to focus on anything, and I hug my flat belly… This is just too much…

… How much money do I have on me anyway? Not much. Never thought I'd be unemployed.

Can I buy food? Yes. Supplies for winter? Maybe…

I start to cry.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281781
Keine will soon be working at the new sister location for the HSE, the HSTE (Hieda School Teacher Experience)

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281781
You know that massive blunder I made back there by forgetting Akyuu was dead? It was all a ruse! It was actually planned from the start!
I love being a retard

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281794
Anon, that's just an university

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281781
I guess she could get a job working for Kirisame-san, or Marisa of whoever takes over the business next.
Rinosuke might need some help, and there are probably some misc youkai or humans willing to hire her.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281838
There's quite a few people that could use her powers:
- Remillia hires her to erase Flan's time with the Yukari Empire in an attempt to take Flan back
- Eientei employs her to help some extremely regretful women affected by the pregnancy crisis forget their accidents
- Okina uses her to remove memories of her actions and manipulate people
- Yukari does the same but for explicitly evil purposes
- All of Hana's memories since this began, if not more.
- [Insert anyone] asking "can you remove the time I raped Anon? I really regret it."
- Anon's memories even further jobbing

[Anonymous No.]

I'm probably not the best person to ask this since I just introduced another character just last thread but with activity seemingly starting to slow down and character story routes wrapping up, how should we go about doing the ending ark? Because I'm not sure how the current format will work with so many different writanons characters now in the same room.
And that's not even getting into the potential of throwing off everyone else's stuff during it

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281819
it could just be the HSE (Hieda School Experience) where the default course is Keine disciplining you as a student in detention

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281969
Presumably people will stake their claims, somebody will have to do Yukari vs Okina, unless it's decided to off screen that. Last thread Yuuka vs Seija and Goro was staked.
It's probably better for decide on matchups/interactions as early as possible, then everybody will write their own epilogue chapters.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281969
best way is:
>when everything is set, Rananon and Hanaanon -- since they guided most of the core storylines -- lay the ground up, like describing how the Winter Solstice is and so on
>other writeanons come and introduce how their characters are doing in during the Winter Solstice; where they are, what they are doing and plotting
>Okinaanon then writes her arriving at the HSE, she gets to Anon
>then, with Okina opening her backdoor inside the Fake Shrine, we start the chaotic finale.
that's it.
I'll be making a graph at the start of the Winter Solstice with tips and ideas and core ideals like:
>Yukari is NOT to be defeated easily
>Anon is NOT to be rescued at the start
>be ready to adapt at any given moment
things everyone already knows, but it's good to hammer again and again as to not forget; a map of the HSE and what's happening, character alignments and so on
will be filling and changing it as the chaos progresses, so we don't lose track of things.
True, it's easier said than done, but I'm optimistic we can go along with it.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281919
would she even use her powers for such things? Despite being technically one of the strongest beings in Gensokyo, she is (was) a teacher and protector. She doesn't strike me as someone that'd go around using her powers to solve everything, especially going by history and knowing what reckless use of power entails

[Anonymous No.]

>>45282341
That's why I tried suggest more mundane jobs, I think they suit her the best.
Something like spying or being involved in actions, conspiracy and politics is completely unlike her, I don't even think she would think if it.
The only time she ever does anything in cannon is when she believes she has to protect the village and is the only one who can do so.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281781
You know it's not like death is the end, and if she is actually chilling on the near side of the Sanzu—presumably playing with rocks—Keine can walk there and ask her for advice and a shoulder to cry on; it's on the backside of the mountain. I'm sure Akyuu would be more than willing to send her back with an embarrassing secret of Mr. Hieda and blackmail him to giving her job back.
I wonder if the doujin market made it to the Road of Liminality's market yet. If so how long until Eiki finds out why they've been making more money than usual.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45282915
>blocks your path
>probably, maybe sleeping with Meilinganon or something

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281971
Yukari would run her out of business by spreading rumors she had an abortion

[Anonymous No.]

>>45282997
Nah, Don't be silly, Keine-san would never have an abortion and besides, only alternate universe Hana has Abortive manipulation

[Anonymous No.]

>>45280463 (32/?)

The wind is fierce near the top of Youkai Mountain. It howls against the cold stone of the mountain and would steal the warmth of any human who had to endure it in minutes. Of course for some, such as the figure standing dramatically against said wind, it is just a trifle.

Still, the desolation gets old quickly. While the barren, frozen peak of a mountain overlooking Gensokyo sounds nice on paper, barren places are by their very nature unchanging and even she can’t see well enough to spy on the residence of Gensokyo from up here. Perhaps it would be a splendid sight for one could not fly, but alas she can.

…at this point, her patience is beginning to be tested. She’s in the awkward spot where complaining about being bored is getting old, but she’s not quite ready to begin throwing rocks off the side of a cliff to see if she can hit a Tengu. Why didn’t she suggest somewhere more lively like Geidontei? Though this wouldn’t even be a problem if Yuuka was here right now. Really it is quite rude to not arrive an hour early, surely Yuuka knew that she’d be here early or very late.

Ah, finally! There is something green floating up the mountainside and unless Sanae put on some pounds it must be Yuuka. Hmmm,
she could stand to be faster though. Maybe a few rocks would speed her up?

No… no that’d be a terrible idea. There are things even someone like her can’t get away with. Unless she made it look like a coincidence… No… not even then.

Eventually, Yuuka makes her way to the top. Naturally, she is entirely unaffected by the harsh environment. Somehow even her hair remains in place despite the wind. Not at all jealous of that feat, the girl asks pointedly, “You got the stuff?”

Yuuka tosses the bag she was carrying at the other girl’s feet as she replies, “Would I waste my time if I did not?”

The girl heard none of that barb, however, as she dives to catch the bag before it hits the ground. Barely registering the bare stone she scrapped, she hisses, “Careful! This stuff is delicate, you shouldn’t just toss it around willy nilly.”

As the girl is digging through the bag making sure everything is in order, Yuuka gives an amused reply, “I’ll keep that in mind. More importantly, is everything in order?”

Poking her head up from the bag, the girl answers, “Yeah. Everything is good to go on my end. I can get you in there though getting out is on you. Still, why do you even wanna go?”

For a second Yuuka’s mask slips as her expression becomes… complex. Before the girl could even begin to comprehend what she was seeing, Yuuka returned to her normal aloof self, “I have my reasons. I don’t, however, see why you must know them.”


She wasn’t really sure what she expected. No matter how weird of a situation it is Yuuka would never explain herself properly. Actually, especially because of how weird the situation is Yuuka is not going to explain herself. Lifting up bag she figures that she doesn’t need to understand the situation to profit off of it.

Still it’s in the girl’s nature to push so she might as well go a little further with it, “It’s tied to that HSE incident, right? Reimu is what giving handies behind the shrine to make money? I can’t see how this connects, but you people always make the craziest schemes over the littlest things.”

Ah, perhaps she pushed a little too far. Yuuka’s glower goes beyond the normal natural threatening… threateningness? Whatever it’s her thoughts, grammar doesn’t matter. Yuuka looks more scary than normal.

Thankfully the Flower Youkai grits her teeth and pointedly asks, "Here tomorrow night?"

The other girl gives a timid nod, "Yeah, I'll be here and ready by then."

After Yuuka walks off the side of a cliff, the other girl breathes a sigh of relief. This will definitely cause problems for somebody soon, but hopefully not her. With any luck, she’ll be able to kick back her feet and watch from the sidelines. Free entertainment to go along with her payment that’s worth more than its weight in gold.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283182
Y-Yuuka...? What are you doing? Why there must be a shady dealer in every faction? Aya deals with panty shots; Yuuka with shady tengu(?); Yukari deals newborns with Seiga... Thankfully the Oni Trousle is safe from these practices
>Reimu is what giving handies behind the shrine to make money?
can someone explain? It's far too complex for my smooth brain...
thanks for the Breaking Bad crossover!

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>>45280463
>>45280768
A little thick yeah, Aunn is best when she's a little goober. Also, where did she get a tail from?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281781
>Mr. Hieda never got over Akyuu's death, trying to revert it, acting like it didn't happen… we all just played along to not sadden him
Nice save

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283456
she forgot to take it off after her night with Hana

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283456
She has a tail in Wild and Horned Hermit!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45262993 (3/4)
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"There, you see? You have to be careful about what type of thread to use—this one," Ms. Yamame points at the brown skein. "Goes all whirl-whirl," using one of her hind legs she makes a spin motion; then points to the gold skein. "But this goes uppity-uppity," now a motion up and down. Some would listen to this esoteric explanation and get utterly lost… My eyes shone, burning the knowledge of a master on the white of my skull. "If you intertwine them without giving breathing room or consideration about friction against what part of the body the crochet will be against, then it might be uncomfortable to wear and will quickly decay."

Two hours or so had passed since I'd arrived, and ten minutes since I glimpsed at the man who looked like Mr. Anon, and, by now, Ms. Yamame had finished fifty sketches of my hat: so many patterns, locations of said patterns, sizes~a master on their craft is simply on another level; "Okay, Ms. Yam—"

"Call me Yamame, dear." She pokes my nose with the tip of one of her hind legs, her smile angelic, and I think I reach Shangri-la for a moment.

"… Okay, Yamame~!"

"Heh~… Any idea what that is, or you're still in the zone?" She points to my hands knitting by themselves; my technique already adapted to her advice. The piece is rectangular and smooth, though obtuse edges sprinkle here and there, the three warm colors blending to create a flow of dark chocolate and gold. Form, however… I shrug, embarrassed. Yamame giggles. "Surprises are nice. Often, surprising ourselves is the best feeling!" I frown at the words and, for whatever motive, my eyes glance at the massive picture hanging over the fire.

"Yamame… that man," I say, and Yamame fondly follows my glance, eyes focusing on the same spot with familiarity. "He looks like Mr. Anon." Her eyes return to mine, surprised and joyous, hind leg drawing another design for my hat.

"Is that so?" I nod—oh, that's a rhetorical question. "Well… My human was well-adventured. Maybe too well. Sometimes I wonder if he loved Eirin considering the many times he ended up at Eientei," she giggled with uncontained nostalgia, her happiness intoxicating. "What about Mr. Anon?"

I smiled, proud of my following words. "He's the best! We climb big trees together, run in the forest at night, and he makes the best food! Maybe they're brothers~" My hands knit faster, printing love on the threads, which seems to make Yamame's smile grow. "Where's your human?" I ask innocently, and there's a sharp pain in her eyes.

"He… has left this world many moons ago—" My eyes drop, and I'm about to apologize, but she continues, pain drowned by immense warmth. "—though, surrounded by 192 daughters and sons and one wife that loved him very much, I bet he crossed the Sanzu with a big, silly smile." I blink at the sheer number, though don't hold it much longer, my heart bombarded by the love in her voice and features—she also had started a new sketch for my hat subconsciously, eyes dreamy.

Feeling a pained smile crossing my face and focusing on her human in the picture, I say before thinking, "Their lives are so short compared to ours…" Yamame looks at me, slowly nodding. "Mr. Anon is already forty years old, and I know him for barely a year… Feels like so much lost time."

Yamame brushes my hair, and her smile, though mirroring mine, has something… more. "Don't think of it as lost time—it's just the time that it took to bring you two together. Without it, the connection between you couldn't exist."

Her words land with a weird taste, like bitter medicine, and I can't contain my next words: "I've been… thinking about how it'll be when I lose Mr. Anon—that it’ll be like a hole, always getting bigger…" I hold my heart, feeling haunted. "How did you deal with it? Losing your human?"

Her hand stops brushing, the pneumatics of her legs tensing hard, as if seeing the question as dangerous… It lasts only a moment before the sweetest of smiles is born on her face. It's so beautiful, it takes my breath away. "Ah, sweetling… It was hard. Harder than anything I've ever done," my heart clenches, her words a book I'll never fully read or understand, but the emotions there are universal and timeless. I kept furiously knitting; she drawing. "It was like I went to sleep and never woke up, imprisoned in a bad dream that lasted far too long—all while knowing I was asleep and missing the rest of my life, my children's lives…" Swallowing something, her smile loses its sharp edge, giving way to feelings that fill my heart with joy. "But I wasn't alone. I had people around me who missed him just as much… Alone inside our little holes, it was certainly tough, but together we filled them and moved forward, and that hole he left with his departure is now fertile soil where our memories can blossom and things like these—" she points at her big smile. "—can be born!"

… Gently, she wipes a tear of mine, then looks at my knitting and I at her drawing—and, together, we say:

“Perfect.”

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>>45283257
It's well known that Reimu hit rock bottom and is basically a destitute husk, and since she—probably—hasn't left the shrine for a while it's probable that people think she either starved to death or is in such a sorry state she can't show her face in public anymore. The joke there is that she got desperate and became a prostitute to make ends meet. Only a very small few knows she made a 180 and is going to be one of many surprises revealed at once. Also there was probably supposed to be a comma there to give a pause like: "Reimu is what, giving handies behind the shrine to make money?"

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283841
gracias for the patience, now it makes sense!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283652
>192 sons and daughters
Yukari wishes she was a spooder

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283020
she doesn't need to have one, Yukari just needs to make people believe she had one and boom, the HSE (Hieda School Experience) is off the map.

[Anonymous No.]

writeanons are now DEAD!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45287972
It's the day before thanksgiving week in the states, everybody is gonna be busy, only the total neets who don't have families, friends, or a job to attend to are going to be free.

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>>45287972
bros... I think I'm dead now.
Well, that's a new chapter in life, might as well start it with a smile!
What are you guys writing? I'm working on the next Keine chapter and awaiting Yamashiroanon before starting the next Kasen chapter; will be writing too the next Chen chapter tomorrow
have a great sunday!

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>>45288056
>I'm working on the next Keine chapter and awaiting Yamashiroanon before starting the next Kasen chapter
Update today at some point, they'll essentially be pit stopping at the ESP after some more explanation about the pregnancy I did that thing last night where you lay down in bed in the evening and wake up at 2:00.
>>45288033
This right here. Gotta bake, clean the place, get some clothes, organize DM things, close out some work, figure out some Christmas gifts, get a PC build list together for black Friday... just a whole lotta stuff I don't want taking time later in the week.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283507
Ah the mystery tail, doesn't have it in the games but has it in a printwork

[Anonymous No.]

>>45289012
such is life…
hope everything goes well for you! Have a nice Thanksgiving!
>t. someone not from the states

[Anonymous No.]

>>45283652
>"He… has left this world many moons ago—"
Wonder what happened, dude would've only been 40 if its a direct reference

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>>45288056
>What are you guys writing?
After a short delay of killing myself prepping for my ttrpg session and accidentally staying up two days in a row I fucking died an hour or so shy of midnight without being able to devote more than a paragraph of the Hana story.
We'll be out of Eientei Namek soon, I promise

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>>45289149
he got too silly…
it's not a direct reference, I just used him as a foil to our Anon and a way to bond Yamame and Chen, helping the latter deal with the lasting conundrum of the Spider Flan chapter. An homage, if you will, since the KMS is what got me back onto reading fanfic and therefore writing.
Though, if we want to get REALLY silly, maybe something bad as fuck happens at the KMS and Yukari decides to erase most people's memories about Anon like what she did in Osana Reimu, but sparing Yamame; her children and Ran, which I doubt she'd bother to erase the memory of. Would at least explain why Ran and Yamame are friends; Chen was so prompt to like spiders and Yamame's easiness to befriend Chen, as well as testing her.
true, this has more holes than Swiss cheese, but it's funni to imagine the KMS, by the most convoluted shit under the sun, is canon in the HSE.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45289183
>After a short delay of killing myself prepping for my ttrpg session and accidentally staying up two days in a row
dude is literally me, holy shit

[Anonymous No.]

>>45289217
it may not be a direct reference but yamame talking about him like that really got to my heart, good job

[Anonymous No.]

>>45289217
Yeah I knew it wasn't a direct reference in my heart but its the little things like this that make it special

[Anonymous No.]

(1/3)
Lately the Fake Shrine had taken on a life of its own. Flowerbeds lined the path to it, ecosystems of various animals had been cataloged living about, and a new permanent resident, a small doll that the Forest Witch had left, now floated about the place.
I was thankful for the phenomenon. The flowers instilled those who approached the small home with a sense of peace and relaxation while the new life that sprung up around ate away at the commercial superficiality of the HSE. Visitors purchased fewer extreme courses, Anon’s own mood had vastly improved, and most surprising of all, Yukari didn’t seem to mind any of it, although perhaps she was too busy to notice.
Hopeful as I was for the peace to continue, I knew good market trends and weather had one thing in common, peaceful lulls could foretell cataclysmic periods. I prayed I was wrong.
“Hello Takane.” Anon said, seated comfortably at the table, peeling an orange for the doll beside him.
The doll itself noticed me, gingerly flew over, and gave me a small bow and pack on the cheek. With a solitary finger, I rubbed its little face which she hugged.
“She really likes you.” Anon remarked.
“Children are often friendly.” I tell him, setting a basket on the table.
Contained within where various soaps, ingredients, and other little luxuries I had procured from the village markets and beyond. Carefully Anon took each out, examined it, sometimes sniffed it, and began separating them into piles. The doll inquisitively felt each item until it found a stocky herb she started swinging around like a sword.
“These are a no go.” He started, pointing to a collection of soaps. “Their textured with seeds, some of which I’ve seen uh, excite certain woman. These on the other hand will do great.” Anon held up a collection of bath bombs. “The fragrance makes most people more relaxed. Pretty ideal I’d say.”
“I’ll put in an order right away.” I say, making some notes.
While the HSE wouldn’t deny most requests for foodstuffs and other luxuries, we were able to stock the fake shrine however we pleased otherwise. I long ago started to come up with different ‘weapons’ Anon could use in his arsenal to temper some of the more vicious Youkai, but it was when I started these meetings with him that the incident rate started to decline in earnest.
It also gave me an opportunity to better take care of Anon’s own health, since he sub-consciously chose things that put him at ease, useful for when I would schedule worker’s sessions or my own maintenance windows to take care of him as much as possible.
“Everything going well?” He asked.
“It is.” I said with a smile. “We’re seeing a few new faces here and there, but things have been running smoother, due in no small part to your help.”
The ‘new faces’ were Yukari’s growing collection of ‘personal’. I couldn’t say so directly, but letting Anon know, even a little bit about the situation outside put his mind more at ease then a lie.
“Oh, meeting new people isn’t always so bad.” He told me, now dueling the doll with a herb of his own.
“Are they fun at least?” He chuckled.
Kasen, Flandre, some Tengu, the Otter Yakuza boss, Seija, and Goro, I suppose all these people were ‘exciting’ in some way, but most weren’t the type to share a nice chat like this. Yukari’s new company all had some erratic quality to them, which, considering the massive forces allied against her, wasn’t unexpected.
“They are. Although I wished they’d get along better. A team’s only as good as it’s network after all.” I say.
But Anon doesn’t answer, instead his gaze seems to be captured by something on the ceiling, but when I turn to look, nothing is there.
“Oh, sorry I’ve just been seeing some things lately.” He waved. “Probably should be getting a little more sleep I suppose.”
I put my hand on his and look into his eyes with a firm glance.
“Ah, well, I think it looks like a larva of some kind. I thought it was an eye squiggly at some point, but it’s too much like a circle.” He says, helpless against my gaze.
“There!” He points.
This time when I turn my head, I see something. A small pulsating thing whose form is barely defined hovering ghostly just below the ceiling. It vanishes just as soon as it appears. The doll looks at both of us, confused.
“It started about a week ago. I don’t think it’s something dangerous otherwise you all would know immediately. Might just be a trick of the light.” He says, shaking his head.
“I’ll get someone to look into It immediately.” I say, patting his hand.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45290182
ah… who'd guess a rape dungeon could be this comfy? Had to pull out the Animal Crossing playlist here, damn =)
oh, that's one quick magical fetus. Already in the larvae state. Hopefully it doesn't just pop out of its cocoon when everyone is throwing hands at the finale, that'd be very weird…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45281781 (10/-)—p1
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Losing Mokou was losing my heart; losing my job, my purpose… And now, I'm losing my mind.

Recent events have proven that the only thing faster than light is gossip, and it goes both ways: happy and proud about someone's pregnancy… Disgusted and angry about a lie. Never properly explained, people didn't know what to do with the 'scandalous' revelation of my fake pregnancy, so they did what they do best and blew it out of proportion. Perhaps I should've tried to clean it immediately and do damage control, but it took an entire day before I gathered energy to leave my bed—I wish I hadn't…

"Did you hear? Some say she lost the kids, poor woman…"

"No, it's something else: Mr. Hieda was enraged at her, calling her a devil; and some say that Immortal girlfriend of hers left the house in the middle of the night, furious. All clues point she got an abortion."

"An abortion?! How could she? I thought she loved children…"

"I know, right?"

They think I can't hear them. I can. "Hey," I call the two gossipers, giving them a side glance after putting the cheaper rice than what I'm used to inside my shopping basket. They look at me perplexed, lowering their voice, watching me as if I were an animal. It's hard to contain the bitterness and stop it from taking form. "The rumors were all lies; I wasn't—" And they already left in a hurry, other pairs of eyes over me, people giving me more space before unceremoniously resuming their gossiping. It filled each of my nerves with sulfur, but I gulped it down, focusing on the supplies I'll be stocking for winter: cheaper, fewer…

I tried to find respite in my mind, closing my eyes, yet I only saw Mokou heartbroken, trembling body, tears.

Weary, I sighed.

Nowhere am I safe from guilt and pain.
—
The Korindou can't employ someone else, not with winter just down the line and the ever-present HSE cracking the village's economy like a rotten egg—and though Rinnosuke-san said he could balloon his prices and use the surplus money to pay me a salary, I promptly denied it, not wanting his reputation or sales to suffer just for my sake, but grateful for his kindness anyway. Suzu was the same case, but worse, considering the change in the literature market inside the village…

That pattern repeated everywhere I looked—'winter will be harsh and with the shaken economy, we can't employ more. We're already staffed—Wait, aren't you the teacher who had an abortion?' That latter hit like a gut punch. The lie itself wasn't enough; now an even worse lie overlaps it, whispered beneath breaths like the name of a monster and getting more ridiculous every time it crawled out of someone else's mouth. Abortion is a touchy subject for the villagers: humans are already so outmatched by youkai, even in numbers, something we should excel at. To have a birth subdued for whatever reason is already bad, but abortion might as well be a cardinal sin… Having this slander on me because a crazy man decided I'd give birth to his dead daughter is infuriating.

Worst of all is what happens when I try to defend myself and lash out. They look at me as if I'm crazy and move away, all in silence—such apathy and betrayal culminated in my visit to House Hieda to try to have someone talk sense into Mr. Hieda… I was treated like a criminal! Me, the FUCKING PROTECTOR OR THIS—… the protector of the Village, treated like a criminal, and was escorted out of the property with threats of having Sanae called to 'deal with me'.

I almost gave them an actual motive to call the Moriyan miko…

Slowly, I make my way back home, the last two weeks having driven me into feeling jaded, though each glance of disgust; each whispered word—all still cut deeply…

Tired, hungry, stressed out of my mind, every day missing a strong palm at the end of the afternoon to anchor me back down—a loud, snickering voice of truth and excitement.

… By the Dragon God, it can't get any worse than this—

Drifting in my own mind, I don't sense the projectile until it has already hit the side of my head and thrown me off balance. Steadying myself, I turned, wide-eyed: “I'm being attacked by Danmaku”, I thought—though whatever hit me lacked the strength and burning of a Danmaku pellet…

My eyes land on three unknown children. They hold rocks. By my bare feet rests a rock that wasn't there a moment ago—blood pours down the side of my head in a fine line, a minor scratch, but still there… Yet that's the least of my concerns. I stay there, still and confused as to what just happened. Were they aiming for something else? Did it slip— "Murderer!" The tallest, snottier boy yells, throwing another rock at me. I dodge it, brows furrowing.

… What the…

"Get out of our village!" A little girl yells, and her stone curves and hits nothing.

Baffled and wordless, I look around, and no adult does anything to stop them. They just stand as if it’s none of their business, yet watch with eyes of fury—

—another stone lands. It barely does any damage…

[Anonymous No.]

I'm crying.

I really am crying in the middle of the street. Not thinking, I turn and walk away, head low—their words give chase like ghosts, stares wide and many, murmurs deafening, and it's hurting, it's hurting, it's hurting—

My hands clasp my ears, eyes shut like heavy floodgates, and before I notice I'm flying, groceries exploding out of their bags and scattering everywhere as I dart towards the forest like a missile, recklessly accelerating, narrowly dodging trees and wild life, tears streaming, not an ounce of understanding of my actions. Why am I flying? Why can't I control my speed? Why did I keep the lie alive, knowing it'd explode in my face one day? Why do these consequences hurt so much? I've already lost everything, so why does it hurt still?

I hold flocks of my hair, eyes wild, tears thick—

—then, in a flash, I crashed into a tree, exploding its trunk, my body flung around like a rag doll, hitting another tree, then another, a massive rock, and, finally, rolling down a small hill. As the cloud of dust rose, I decided not to get up, body hurting all over… A good hurt: something that's not whispers or the decay of innocence…

I don't know how long I stay here, amidst dry leaves and focusing on my fading pain—no, don't go… It does anyway, and all it leaves behind is poison on my tongue, body feeling like a carcass.

… All those supplies cost a lot. It's all lost. I'll have to buy more; maybe find timber in the forest instead of buying it now? Yeah, that's an expense I can cut. Fish too. I can use D-Danmaku to—to f-fish—…

My whole face contorts. I have no tears to shed.

So I roll over, staring at the starry skies. I spent a lot of time here, floating in this pool of self-pity, that it became night… Breathing in and out steadily, trying my hardest to recompose, I get off the ground, looking around as I fix my clothes—wincing and holding my right arm, which hurts like hell.

Hopefully not broken—I don't think I could pay Eientei…

As I walk, I wonder if I could use my powers to eat these past events. Truly is tempting… But my power, great as it is, also represents much of the worst Gensokyo searches for: convenience. Strong as you may be, if you commit a mistake, people will exploit that and try to take you down. A power like mine takes that out of the equation.

Without that variable, 'incident' will be an understatement to explain the outcome.

Using it freely would attract the big wigs that aren't affected, and I'd be caught between a wall and the sword, a chip to be bargained…

'No one deserves to be an object.'

… Yet, to keep on living in this horror makes the acid in my stomach rise. Every day something new and worse than the last is born; every day I have to live knowing I hurt Mokou so deeply and so thoroughly, she admitted having lost her heart—such words haunt me—; I'm not a teacher anymore, the thing I loved the most to be… the world is dark and the days darker, the Sun—her smile, red eyes—gone…

Standing in the dark forest, hurt and battered, I look up, face bathed with moonlight, arms holding my belly—blood circulation…

… It was the first time I truly felt hopeless.

—the drumming of a tsudzumi echoes in the forest, like a placid rain blessing my ears. With worn eyes, I look around, searching for its origin as it gets closer and closer, and— "What a day, hm?" The tsudzumi stops nicely, my eyes falling on the small lady wearing a big hat covered in snow and dressed in grayish colors by my side, her smile breathtaking: kind, beautiful, selfless—prompting me to nod, awestruck. "… You look lonely, Keine." She lowers the tsudzumi, gentle eyes on mine.

"I lost my best friend; people hate me…" I don't question how she knows my name. "… Because of lies."

She nods, looking saddened. "Terrible things have happened to you…" I stare better at her clothing, noticing that the scriptures are poems—her eyes smile, shining like the moon. "… But it doesn't mean things should stay bad. You're going to do something about that, won't you?" A moment of silence stretches… And I nod again. Somehow, her smile gets bigger. "… Your thoughts about sweet little ones these last two weeks have been my obsession, I must admit. Watching you slip again and again… yet, always come back to your feet—and yet to face the greatest struggle of your life, too… So, I think you'll be the perfect person~" She stopped, looking around and nodding satisfied.

I hadn't even noticed that the whole time we talked, we were walking; weird rustling sounds filled my ears.

—then, she began to disappear in the moonlight.

What the?! "H-Huh? Wait!"

"This world is cruel, Keine… Yet, very beautiful. Don't give up, 'kay? Now, catch!"

"W-What does—"

The rustling grew: two projectiles coming from above—I should've dodged, but her words…

I caught the projectiles—

… Two small, winged babies, sparse white-pinkish hair tufts on their heads. I stare at them; they stare back.

They began crying.

My hurt arm creaks. I wanted to cry, too.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45290182
>A small pulsating thing whose form is barely defined hovering ghostly just below the ceiling
So the abomination born of an egg frankenstiened from Hana, Kasen, Yukari, and fertilized by Anon while gestating inside a literal curse built off of human sacrifice is now attached to its father?
What could go wrong?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45289293
>>45289378
thanks! makes me joyous that the small crossover was appreacited!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45290972
>So the abomination born of an egg frankenstiened from Hana, Kasen, Yukari, and fertilized by Anon while gestating inside a literal curse built off of human sacrifice is now attached to its father?
It's not related to the Yukari freak fetus. This is a new affront to God's majesty.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45290946
Rakio and Narumi comes to save the day? Who knows, but the kids sound like Sagume...
Is this some 4d lunatic chess move?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45291188
>Sagume
>she fucking dropped her babies, and they fell from the moon onto the Earth
if that's what happening here, I'll kek my final kek for Keine's soul, since Junko, y'know…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45291249
Nah Junko also seems to want a "pure" revenge and is apologetic about the lunarian purifier sent to Gensokyo.
She's surprisingly levelheaded despite turning herself into the embodiment of her own desire for a pure revenge.
Although other people probably wouldn't know that.
Sagume is also a weirdo, she is part lunarian and earth god, but also isn't distinctly either of them. But is also said to be a similar to amanojaku but superior and could be considered separate.
So she's a mutt and if these are her kids, they're megamutts.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45291377
>they're megamutts.
damn, we got lots of those here
>magical human sacrifice gapped fetus
>omega_genetic_cluster of Human/Hakure/Gap Youkai/Oni
>moon bebes
can't believe the HSE is turning into the Binding of Isaac…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45291135
>spoiler
Oh boy, I can't wait to learn what new horrors will stalk Gensokyo after the end of this incident-to-be

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>>45291479
Don't forget about pic rel.
Although this is a bit simplified since Cirno, and Okina's other kids like the Aunns and Narumi are left out.

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>>45291909
don't let flowchartanon see this, man will go bananas trying to make a lore accurate chart of 45 vaguely described generation of gods to link all this together

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>>45291909
It will never not amuse me that Tewi is into fat bastards. She continually called him handsome too.

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>>45291135
It's happening, I can feel it in my bones

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>>45290182
(2/3)
Somehow Yukari had managed to displace one of the cursed bracelets beads with a gap without separating it from the whole which was impossible since the thing was bound to me. The result was an empty ‘space’ which had been slowly filled with runoff of Seija and my own spirit that leaked from our mutual connection which was growing into its own consciousness. In short, I was bearing a child, Seija’s and my own.
The response to this news had thrown a damper towel on the mood then any of the jabs Satori had managed up until this point. Yuugi passed on our fight for now, not wanting to bash a pregnant couple, but stated ‘she wouldn’t hold back if we appeared in front of her again’, which I think was just her trying to save face. Satori reached her limit and was carted off by Orin, who gave Seija and I room keys and promised to bring her up in the morning to direct us to New Hell, as was promised. Seija had stormed off to clear her head over the whole matter, which I didn’t blame her for.
Which Is how I ended up here, brushing Kioshi’s hair, Kanako sitting on one side of me, Satori’s hound nestled up on the other. The wavy green hair was familiar to me, as was the technique of gently brushing a little more of it each time to avoid painfully pulling on it, but I just couldn’t remember the girl. I was told this wasn’t unusual for the Youkai, made me start to wonder if certain gaps in my memory weren’t due to the passage of time, but had been Kioshi instead. Or was that just how Youkai were born…
“Eh he he, you’ve gotten really good at this haven’t you Goro.” She remarked.
“Don’t be so easily fooled Kioshi. This man is allied with Yukari after all.” Kanako warned in a plain tone.
“You shouldn’t be so mean Kanako! After all, Goro is pregnant.”
I winced. Every time it was said the weirder it felt to hear. I wanted to talk with Seija desperately, but I knew there were times when I should leave her alone and now was one of those times.
“Aren’t you as well Kioshi? And with two partners, that’s quite the accomplishment.” I complimented.
“Yup! Although it makes me feel sorry for everyone else. There’s only going to be so much of Anon going around and I at least have Kanako.”
At this, the Menreiki turned away. I couldn’t tell what her mask was at this angle, although I imagined her feelings toward Kioshi’s abnormal pregnancy were like my own.
“Why ally with Yukari. What exactly do you and the Amanojaku stand to gain?” Kanako asked.
“In a word: Revitalization” I start “If Yukari falls too easily it’ll be just like any other incident. ‘Huray! We beat the troublemaker’, and everyone will shirk all the responsibility. It can’t go on like this, too much is about to change. So, we’re going to make it hard for them, show them that all the weight of their history, all their strength, isn’t worth squat to the upheaval that’s about to happen.”
“Even if you two perish?” Kanako added.
“I don’t plan on it! Besides, before I even allied with Yukari, I put a lot of little schemes in motion. With any luck, the Winter Solstice will be the least bloody and most impactful event in all of history.”
“And your child?” Kioshi asked.
This gave me pause. What would happen if I died? Something horrible no doubt, but would this affect the new soul that I was currently bearing? I didn’t know, but I felt there was a way to figure some of this out.
“Beyond the upheaval, Yukari promised Seija and I something, an ‘Impossible Meeting’, someone that she said would help us understand our connection better. I don’t think Yukari knows about the child, but I think whoever she introduces us to might.” I sighed. “And I’m bound to protect the HSE as Yukari tells me it’s secrets. There’s no going back on that deal.”
“Well…” Kioshi began, letting her head fall backwards into my lap. “Maybe you could just ask for maternity leave!”
I suppressed a laugh. Something about this feeling was familiar alright. I think I even heard Kanako giggle.
“Hey, why are you even with such a nasty looking woman anyway? I thought Goro would marry one of the priestesses.” Kioshi asked.
“That’s like saying I’d marry my mother.” I said, clasping her ears and shaking her head. “It’s because Seija loves me.”
“Oh!” Kioshi said, shooting up. “So, Goro is the kind of guy who rolls over to aggressive women!” She said pleased with herself.
Kanako steadied the excited girl, seemingly worried about her injuring herself with sudden moves.
“I’m not that easy. Her feelings are just so strong it’s impossible for me not to respond in kind.” I smile.
“Even though you’re worried she might hurt people like she did to you?” Kanako asked, holding a squirming Kioshi.
“Nobody has a perfect relationship.” I said, looking at the bracelet. “And I don’t want any child of mine to lack a mother or a father.”
Kioshi, looking as if she has an idea, puts her ear to my wrist. “I think I hear a heartbeat! You should show Seija!” She says, pulling me off the coach and pushing me along.

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>>45292001
>negotiations thus far have failed
how the fuck you negotiate with a building?

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>>45292003
>Kanako
Kanako is Kokoro!?!?
That damn hag is at it again... becoming other people?

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>>45292062
>Many pillars she got! Ka-an-an-an *record scratch* it's Kanako *She's so good at snek dance*

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>>45292003
>after all, Goro is pregnant.
Curse be upon you and your house for making this real

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>>45292003
>Kanako
>Kioshi
Takanefag is drunk

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>>45291950
Yeah a proper family tree would need to start from scratch and probably be color coded with Anon in the middle, Daiko also needs to have a color key to signify he's currently locked away, despite also being apart of matarajin.
Asexual reproduction like in the cases of Kokoro, or any of Okina's children she made instead of inseminated.
Not to mention probable lunarian interbreeding with the lunar rabbits, and misc stuff like that.

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>>45292003
you okay there, man? The kappa booze did a number on you...

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>>45292086
At first I thought the joke was funny so I started making it myself, then I realized this would be a neat way to build off the Yukari bead theft while also giving a reason why Seija and Goro don't get ozoned by several parties in the two hells. So blame the plot for leaving a good 'hole' for it. Also, it's funny.
>>45292113
>>45292152
I don't drink on Sundays. And I pronounce it my head as 'key-oh-she' in my head. As for Kokoro(pronounced Kanako), I guess I just miss her subconsciously or something.

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>>45292124

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>>45292179
>And I pronounce it my head as 'key-oh-she' in my head.
two heads think better than one, great to see you took the businessman route and transplanted a second one onto you.

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>>45292202
AHHHHH, I'm too young to be suffering from dementia!!!

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>>45292179
So not drunk but still fucked it, don't worry. I'll only bully you lightly

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>>45292254
don't worry, the bully won't be THAT bad!

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>>45258528
“...Come again? You’re saying this like I’m a bottled genie that can just grant wishes for you.”

“Well, It’s true! If the legend my momma told me when I was younger is to be believed, coming into contact with all Big Four of the Mountain in your lifetime entitles you to wishes. How many? Well it fluctuated depending on the person she were asking but I can confirm that I get at least one!”

It appears that the monkey thinks I am part of the Big Four of the Mountain’s ensemble. While this was… technically true at one point, it was nothing more but a hoax to help me rise the ladder in the end. My body is that of Yaksha and my heart belongs to the Vidyaraja.

“...I suppose.” I lied, perhaps out of bad habit. “Why do you need to know?

“Cuz I need my wish. You see, recently there’s been rumors of an attack on this place that I love and I need protection for it. And I’m not talking about the sexual kind. You’ve probably heard about it before. It’s run by the grand sage Yukari Yakumo. The-”

“Not Interested.” I snap back. I knew almost immediately knew what this thing was talking about. I’m not even gonna entertain using her filthy preferred maiden name. Maribel Hearn is a cowardly toddler in the body of a supreme god. I hate her. I hate her, her obtuse little cattle farm running on life support and her secret friend with the ability that’s essentially a watered-down version of her boundary manipulation. I am not going to engage with one of her harebrained projects that perish with ease as soon as her interest wanes.

“WHAT?!?” The rodent sneezes. “B-But I came all this way here! I’m breaking several rules given by people with significantly more power than me just to talk to you right now! I… I had to fight this really weird collection of stones to reach this temple I wasn’t even sure existed! I’m not sure if they’re sentient but they sure were highly aggressive. Please prepare a good meal for me before I have to go back, at the very least!

“Give me one good reason why I, a denizen of Hell, should care about this situation? It is likely no more important than that dumb incident involving cards. You are wasting both of our lives with this meaningless proposition.”

“Uhh… Well uh… Sex? No, I don’t think you Oni really care for that. Uhh… By even something as miniscule as donating a dollar to The Hakurei Experience (trademark), you get to cuck Reimu out of a loving family life? That one is an enforced company motto. You can… Something kinda… you might like this…”

The words this monk is spouting are drowned out as I lose focus on everything around me but singular words. Remiu?!? Hakurei?!? That damned name… That DAMNED DAY…

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>>45292474
REIMU
REIMUUUUUUUUUUU
WHERE IS REIMU?
I’M GOING TO REIMU!
REIMU

PAIN. HULLIMILATION.
OUR MOST POWERFUL FOUGHT VALIANTLY AGAINST A DUMB CHILD AND LOST.
IT WASN’T EVEN OUR FAULT. IT WAS THE HAUGHTY SARIEL WHO DESTROYED HER SHINE
BUT THE DAMAGE WAS ALREADY DEALT.

REIMU
REIMUUUUUUUUUUU
REIMU
I WANNA BREAK REIMU’S FINGERS!
I WANNA BEAR REIMU’S 5TH CHILD!

I COULDN’T GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT PEOPLE MOCKING ME.
LAUGHING AT ME.
TAINTING MY GOOD AND HONORED NAME.

REIMU
REIMUUUUUUUUUUU
KISSING REIMU
REIMU A CUTE!
SMASHING REIMU INTO A FINE RED PASTE
SMASH HER INTO HELL'S FINEST CONCRETE
TOTAL REIMU DEATH

I tried so hard to forget
The look on Fudoo Myoo’s face…
The grueling taste of diss..ap..oint…ment…

I loathe that shrine maiden. HATE. HATE. HAAAAAAAAAAAAATE!

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>>45292483
As I regain my composure, I notice the chimp looking at me with a horrified expression.

“...W-Well would y-you look at the time! I apologize for wasting your valuable attention on something so goof… so silly.. I’ll get going n-”

Near instantaneously, I grab it’s hasty arm with an iron, scalding grisp. Apparently too much, as the wild beast begins screaming as the skin on it’s arm begins to sizzle

>https://youtu.be/2G2z0qIcfNo?t=2

“I’m only going to say this once, and I’m not going to repeat myself.” I say in the calmest screaming voice I can use without potentially grabbing attention from anyone else. “After some thinking, I have reconsidered my rebuttal. I would like to help protect The Hakurei Experience from intruders. Now please show me the way back to Gensokyo with haste. Unless that is, you’d like me to burn your body more than just on the arm.”

“But you… I kinda need some ointment right away for-”

“NOW.”

O-Okay.” The monkey says. I don’t point it out to her, but I can hear the thing silently sobbing. Good to see the fire helped get it through her thin skull. It’s actually quite rare for a being visiting hell to listen to their superiors.

…

“H-Heyyyy Yachie! I’m back…”

“Finally!” a voice from beyond my peripheral vision in the other room says. “Where have you been, Biten? You left without even finishing your job of raking the l-GAAAAH! What happened to your arm? GAAAAAAH! Who the hell is that?!?” A dragon-turtle looking mistress says. Must be a Jidiao of some kind. It also appears even after all this time, they still aren’t very used to beings that aren’t 1 to 1 mystical beings playing dress-up as cute girls. Strange, didn’t Mima The Vengeful Spirit move here a long time ago in the name of vengeance? I thought that would’ve left an impression.

“It’s a long story, but I’ll cut it short.” The monkey pipes up. This fella is… uh… Shit, did you ever give me your name, good sir? Please don't hurt m-”

“You may call me… Konngara. Konngara The Astral Knight. I come here in peace to help keep The Hakurei Experience afloat from the bad guys.”

Of course, if you’ve been paying attention to my tale as of now, this is also another one of my false truths. I couldn’t care less about whatever is currently happening in this waste bin of human sperm. What I do care about is that it's a once-in-a-lifetime locale with a weird ability to seemingly mesmerize every single vermin and sheeple imaginable. When the time is right, when everyone least expects it, I will turn this filthy tumor they lovingly call “Gensokyo” into dust and ash right under their noses. Just like Reimu unjustly did to Hell those years ago for something none of us were even highly responsible for. For the first time, that boundary-breaking brat will bear witness to what a real God should look like.

They shall all kneel to their new head sage of the revamped Gensokyo as I quickly turn it into an expansion of my home.

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>>45292502
The chimp sound effect sold it

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>>45292474
>>45292483
>>45292502
it is with these post that I now fear not only for what happens next for Hana and co, but now for Gensokyo's safety

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>>45290946
I have no idea who that was but I'm laughing here.
Imagine having that bad of a day, losing so much money, being despised so much that the kids you once educated throw rocks at you. Then, a silly drum goddess from the moon(someone watching too much of the HSE show) comes out of nowhere, tosses you two babies and tells you, "good luck you penniless faggot, I'm out. lmao"

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>>45293969
That's Narumi, she's a Jizo statue that became alive because of magic. Jizo statues guided people around and protected the spirit of children, so Narumi guided Keine here to stop the falling kids from becoming splatters on the ground and hoped she'd take care of them. The tsudzumi, a small hand drum, is just an instrument mothers would sometimes play to their newborns to calm them down
though your version is 10 thousand times funnier...

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>>45294149
Naruhodo...
I don't know how I didn't realize it was Narumi, now the real question is: who the fuck from the moon/heaven dropped their kids?

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>>45292502
>They shall all kneel to their new head sage of the revamped Gensokyo as I quickly turn it into an expansio----

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>>45294185
not telling. Can't spoil the surprise, right?

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>>45294187
>Konngara after Cirno steps into the room

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>>45295058
how many more jobbers does this series need?

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>>45295058
Cirno figures out a greater degree of control over her cold manipulation and uses it to also manipulate heat, Reisen already questions where the heat she sucks goes so it's not unfounded.
So Cirno buffs herself with summer release uses cold manipulation to drain power and channels that into a thermal lance she kills Jobgara with.

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made a small shitpost in tribute to our Yamashiroanon posting drunk as hell yesterday! Enjoy~!
https://files.catbox.moe/a2g1t2.webm

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>>45295784
May Takanefag be bullied for 50 more posts

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>>45295090
if everyone is jobbing, then is there TRULY a jobber?

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>>45295944
yukari hasn't jobbed once

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>>45296042
She's jobbed in the love department, not to mention pregnancy.

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>>45296042
Anon, if you have to steal two separate genetic strands just to hope getting pregnant; I'm pretty sure you're jobbing in some way or another

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>>45296042
Yukari has been winning in all other departments, in reality this is a set up for either her jobbing the hardest or winning everything

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>>45296042
She'll job once someone at the Eientei Clinic "accidentally" swaps Yukari's maternity medication with undiluted abortifacients to put her abomination fetus out of its misery, who then gets first class tickets on Komachi's boat and immediate witness protection by the Ministry of Right and Wrong.

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>>45296843
>Anon is part of Tewi's family
>which means everyone of Anon's family is also part of Tewi's family
>most if not all of Eientei staff apart of Eirin is composed of rabbits
they would never kill one of theirs, Anon, no matter how inbreed the kid is, not like that'd matter to a rabbit...

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>>45296983
Who said it had to be a rabbit?

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>>45292186
Don't forget, through the transitive property of being the creator of the miracle mallet daikokuten is the father or grandfather of all those new youkai Seija and Shinmy made during DDC.

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>>45292003
(3/3)
“Go away.” Seija told me as I opened the door to her room.
She was huddled up in the bed’s blankets, slightly illuminated by the orange glow of the window, and turned away from the door.
“Don’t worry, it’s just me.” I said, looking over my shoulder to make sure Koishi and Kokoro were no longer following me.
“I don’t care.” She grumbled. “We got two rooms right? Leave me alone.”
I entered the room and softly shut the door behind me. Disrobing, I donned the sleep wear that I had picked up from the other room and approached the bed. I slipped under the covers behind her but didn’t wrap my hands around her. ‘Not yet’ I thought.
“Are you nervous?” I asked.
A hand pushing my face away was my reply. Thankfully there’s a trick to this. I took her hand and lightly kissed her palm, gently rubbing her fingers with my thumb in the meanwhile.
“Gross.” She remarked but didn’t pull away from.
“You know, this was always a possibility, right? It’s not as if we couldn’t have conceived a child already.” I said in the gentlest way possible.
“That was before I knew you wanted to put a leash on me, because now you feel responsible for me, right?”
“I always did.” I began, slowly reaching around her waist and letting my arm rest on her. “But that was because I didn’t want blood on my hands, now, I’m afraid you’ll kill everyone else, be bored to tears after the fact, and disappear as a result. Even for an Amanojaku, it’s a waste.”
She didn’t reply, opting instead to shift just a little closer to me.
“If you want to, you can still leave me. I was the one who made the deal to defend the HSE and I’m sure the child would be in good company.” I said, letting my arm drift over her waist.
At this, she pivoted around and put her face to my chest. “Trying to get rid of me so you can run off with some loose woman? Fat chance fool, I’m clinging to you like a barnacle until the day you die and after that if I can find a way. Besides…” she begins, touching the bracelet with a solitary finger “I want to know what my kid looks like.”
We stayed like that for a bit, not quite the image of an expectant couple you’d imagine, but serene in its own way, nonetheless.
“What about Yukari? She might hold this against us.” Seija asked, surprisingly forward thinking.
“That’s if she knows and the Yakumo has a lot more to distract herself with then what resulted from a probable accident on her part. Let’s not clue her in until that meeting of hers we were promised, then we can make a better decision. Ugh, to have such a troublesome godmother...” I thought aloud.
“Truly. The gap pervert probably has better couples to salivate over in the meantime.” She said, circling my chest with her finger.
“You know,” I began, slipping my other hand under her and brining her into an embrace. “It wouldn’t be polite to do such things while we’re a guest in someone else’s home.”
“We can be a bit quieter for a change, you at least made sure nobody followed you to bed, right?” She asked, kissing my neck.
“Of course.” I said, praying Kokoro was not so studious as to keep watch after hours, let alone inside the room AND that Koishi wasn’t using that power of Her’s for lewd purposes. How did she get pregnant in the first place…
“Wait.” I said, slightly pushing her away. “Satori will know when we talk to her tomorrow.”
Seija takes me by the shoulders and turns me on my back, staring over me like a predator. A blushing, anxious, sweating predator. Just barely I can make out her small naked breast in her robe illuminated by the orange glow from the window.
“She’ll know we were about to do it anyway so may as well…”

---

Alright, now we're tee'd-up for the Kasen arrival. Do your worst Keinon

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>>45295784
Fantastic as always. Kanako is truly incapable of not messing with the residents of the ESP, I am merely the instrument of her machinations.

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>>45290946 (11/-)
—
I'm speechless, pain coursing through my arm ignored, holding the two tiniest babies I've ever seen in my life, minuscule quivering wings folded and hair sparse, their bodies together barely weighing 10 pounds… And they cry. Loudly—their shrill sounds somewhat melodic, traveling through the forest like a gong. Wide-eyed, confused, hungry, tired, and in pain, I look around, searching for any trace of the woman who guided me, but as I feared, she's gone…

Did she know these babies would fall from the sky? It can’t be a coincidence… But for what—

"Wow, maybe they're more resilient than I—oh, a human…? Not just any human~" A voice, one familiar to me, comes from above. Fluttering wings framed by moonlight reveal Mystia Lorelei, one of the worst youkai I've ever had the displeasure to meet. She looked amused, albeit surprised and smug. "Keine Kamishirasawa." the babies kept crying out loud and… I looked at them, then at Mystia. Pinkish hair; wings of the same pattern…

… A volcanic rage fills my skull. "Mystia, you dumbass birdbrain! Did you FUCKING drop these two from the sky?!"

She cocked her head, then shrugged. "It wasn't from the sky, baka! I dropped them from my nest."

"That doesn't help anything!" I kept going, their little kicks and struggles numbing my arms. "You still dropped them and—"

Her words suddenly clicked.

My eyes grew from rage to utter shock, mouth agape, brows furrowed, fully processing those words. I heard them wrong, right? I'm so on edge, I probably did. There's no way she’d actually—

"Bah, humans… Always the same reaction—half, in your case, but anyway," she huffs, as if tired of having to explain an obvious thing. I simply stared at her, feeling rooted. "These two," she points at the newborns, and I hold them closer as if protecting from… something. "Are tiny and frail. The rest of my clutch came in much better shape—Yukari sells a great product~—and I’m sure they'll survive the winter… But I doubt those two would, so they're nothing but dead weight in my nest."

… Is she for real? "A-And… because of that, you threw them away?"

"What else should I do?"

The sheer apathy of those words boiled me alive, tiny arms grasping my tattered clothes, struggling, stressed; "Put them to adoption?! Maybe give them a chance?! Anything but drop them to their deaths, you psycho retard! How can you even do such a thing—"

"You talk too much about things you don't understand…" She shrugs and yawns. "This is just how nature works. I'm a mother with limited resources and time; I have to think about my other kids… Not like you would understand, didn't you abort yours?" I wince with the lie, heartbeat on top of my throat, deeply wounded by her words but ready to give her a big and very mean piece of my mind—

Her ears perked with an unrelated, distant sound, a devilish smile growing on her face as her eyes lit up.

"… Fuck you, Reimu Hakurei!" I frown, confused. Why is Mystia singing… "FUCK YOU, REIMU HAKUREI!" before I can shield my ears from 'we don't need no Shrine Maiden', her voice takes on a terrible intonation, shaking my inner core and melting my brain. Subconsciously, I press the babies onto my chest tighter, but my strength wanes quickly. "YEAH, SHE RALLIES 'ROUND THAT FAMILY—" She flies up, wings fluttering and casting a shadow over my contorting body, voice grinding my brain like sandpaper. "WITH A POCKET FULL OF OFUDAS~!"

With a haunting note, her voice fades into the thick canopy, covered by night, and I fall to my knees, gladly not letting go of the babies, their shrieking not as deafening anymore—as if the moon had been swallowed whole, my surroundings are pitch black, grayish cold fog at feet height… I get up, laboriously breathing. My arm’s dormant and legs tremble, body feeling weak all over, not having eaten anything in 30 hours.

Yet, the emotion that prevails is an immense rage towards that sparrow. Throwing her babies away just because they're not up to par?! And blaming it on ‘nature’? Her species isn't as evolved as Tengu, but she still has a thinking brain! She shouldn't follow all of her instincts… That smile, her carefree attitude…

I look into these babies' eyes, holding onto me and lowly weeping, weak… Poor things, so soon in their lives and already going through such stress, treated like things instead of living beings…

… 'No one deserves to be treated like an object'.

With a pained smile, I touch their faces; their weeping soothed, and I do my best to juggle their weight. "Hey… name's Keine. Sorry for all that. That mother of yours is a dumbass… I'll leave you at Eientei tomorrow, kay? It's already late, so let's go to my home—I'll get your bellies full, bathe you, and you can sleep in my bed tonig—"

Low growls, clawed footsteps. I stop, shivers running up my spine, pressing the babies on my chest as I tense up—right arms hurt; famished; body fatigued; mind drained; vision impaired…

… Surrounding me, a thousand pairs of predatory, shining eyes.

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sorry, no moon bebes!
all for the cliffhanger. Will be doing a Chen chapter next, so wanted to leave that there~

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>>45298357
SEXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI
no need to thank me for the massive, beautiful review ;)
>spoiler
don't mind if I do!

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>>45298404
Wait a minute, did Mystia get pregnant via Anon and then try to dump two of the babies?
Fried chicken is on the menu I guess.

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>>45298404
Yep, sounds like mystia, even Cirno and the fairies of light think of her as a bird brain, she's pretty animalistic as far as animal youkai go.
Although it's worth mentioning she isn't the singer in that band of hers, as she can't actually sing well, she's the guitarist.
Anyways poor, Keine Mystia's abillity is really hard to deal with and she's a shitter.

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>>45298536
I don't think it's actually mentioned anywhere if she's a good singer or not (outside of the usual in-game shittalking where they'd call each other shit regardless), but kyouko's the singer for choujuu gigaku because she uses it to just complain about life at the temple into a microphone

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>>45298515
Yup, I remember from the Cirno chapters Mystia was in the HSE; and most birds are known to throw 'bad' chicks from their nests if they're born jobbers; get really sick; die inside the nest; are crippled; can be used as decoy to predators and so on.

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>jobs to Touhou version of bulls on parade
it's 2hover...

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>>45298560
If her singing is so supernaturally bad it causes blindness, then she's a bad singer kek.
I wonder how Keine will take of the kids, afterall both them and her are natural jobbers.

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>>45298861
>both them and her are natural jobbers.
not cool.

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>>45297433
Progress so far on the chart, not pictured is Anon and the HSE relationships, dotted lines are implied but not confirmed relationships.

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>>45299360
I'll mourn your soul, anon…

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>>45299360
Okina = Matarajin = Daikouten = Ookuninushi = Takeminata Kata's Dad = Kanako's Mom

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>>45299360
I'll commend your soul, anon
thanks -- all categorization of info is good for smooth brains like mine

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>>45298357
how's called a heterosexual relationship where the two of them are pregnant? Because Seija just set herself up... Well, at least if for some reason Flan would to explode the magical fetus, they'd have another in reserve!
I'll not elaborate. Thanks for the fluff!

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>>45281969
Thread is dead again, time to get meta!
What storylines are currently finished? I know Cirno's been finished.

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>>45300825
Cirno as you said, Reymoo too; Chen is done in this next chapter and Kasen two~ more installments; Yuyuko too and most other one-shot characters, like Momiji
Man, Thanksgiving session did a number on us. Not American, though, so my nights are still studying my certificate and writing

[Anonymous No.]

>>45299360
Why would you do this to yourself???

[Anonymous No.]

>>45300858
categorizing information into readable and comprehensive charts is an art, obsession and very much autism.
>t. flowchartanon

[Anonymous No.]

>>45300825
I ended up starting a new arc by mistake, but once the next Kasen chapter is out, I can conclude the Seija bit in two to four chapters. Maybe less if I cut out some New Hell shenanigans.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301324
>but once the next Kasen chapter is out
>couldn't take the Keine chapter out of my head
>had to write it
fugg, hate when this happens…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301329
It's okay! If we work together, we can make the solstice dream come true!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301333
Maybe it's high time we can just set like a hard limit maybe? Like Dec 1st or something.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301333
Maybe it's high time we just set like a hard time limit maybe? Like Dec 1st or something.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301503
Not enough time desu, that's just in time for, us Ameriamutts are getting fucked by the thanks giving season right now.
Anyways small update, Takeminata, the child of Daiko by Nunakawahime, one of his many consorts,.Also it's unclear if Tewi was already a Bodhisattava slash the lunar hare when her life was saved by Daiko.
Takeminata is also directly said to have been also been sealed by the Lunarians, although he also seems to be Kanako, in the same sort of weird way Matarajin is also Okina and Daikokuten, also Daikokuten has absurd charisma, the guy can't go a week without finding a new goddess wife.

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>>45298404 (12/-)
—
2 seconds. The world slows down.

Arms? Holding the babies. Can't drop them. One arm is in massive pain, the other numb. Careful—heart beating in my ears, blood pumping powered by pneumatics—; Legs? Functional, too much exhaustion. Adrenaline will do its job—palms sweating, the youkais, animals, and malevolent night spirits in the darkness approaching me, attracted by Mystia's terror song and the babies' cries—danmaku? Impossible; holding two very flammable and fragile babies. Eat this history? Too little time—0.4 seconds until they jump me. Fight…? Hopeless—

The world returns to speed as the menacing lights in the shadows lunge—howling monsters with and red, gleaming eyes.

—FLIGHT!

With eyes wide and clutching the crying newborns, my teeth bared, I explode into velocity, incapable of guiding myself thoroughly in the darkened forest and dodging monsters at the same time, maneuvering between sharp claws and wet, pointy teeth, not a pellet of Danmaku cast in my direction: This is not a duel worth of Spellcard Rules.

For them, this is hunt.

—I grit my teeth in pain. My flight is all unbalanced by the added weight and weariness of my body, so I'm caught off guard by sharp claws slashing open my back, missing centimeters from cutting deep. I spin in the air to regain my balance, desperately dodging everything in the dark—a deafening howl comes from my front as a mouth, agape and hungry, materializes out of the darkness, and I can't stop; they're on my back; I can't dodge, too close!

One split second, a decision made, and, making myself as small as possible—shielding the kids—I burst forth into massive forward momentum, piercing through the beast and coming out the other side with gushes of blood and shadow taken form, drenched in warm and sickening fluids.

This barely puts a dent in the pursuit. It probably made it worse, blood and guts all over my body…

… I'm so tired, so hungry… Everything hurts so much…

Breath heavy, adrenaline saturating my blood and speeding inside a darkened forest sieged by hungry monsters, I can't help but wonder how I ended up in this situation, an aphotic feeling clawing its way up my spine and threatening to freeze my body, tears streaming with the distress… To think I might die without asking Mokou for forgiveness; remembered only by lies, a pariah, not the village's protector, teacher…

Why am I even here? Why am I even doing all this?

This echo in my tired heart has a name, and it's hopelessness.

… Why don't I just stop and let it hap—a little hand touches my chin, eyes go down, tiny eyes hardly open looking back at me in a beautiful red coloration. Fear. It lasts a second…

Broken from the illusion of hopelessness, I clutch them harder, a new fire burning inside as my worn body gets a second wind, ailments ignored as a single thought burns through my mind: who Mystia thinks she is?

It doesn't start big, merely an ember…

Tears well in my eyes, tears of utter rage.

… Calling herself a mother…

The monsters don't stop; my maneuvers getting sharper and bolder as claws and teeth scrap my skin and draw blood, yet it does nothing to stop this newfound strength—searching a way out, any help—

—!! A strong hit to my head—blood pours like crazy on the left side, dizzy—and I drop one of the babies from the skies, “NOOO!!” darkness consuming it as it falls into the mass of predators—still, I can hear its melodic crying!

I immediately spring into action, free hand shooting danmaku on the surroundings of the crying and exploding beasts—does nothing, too many—plunging into the darkness without second thought, harassed by the mindless things all the way through and carving a way downwards with blood and tears—

I finally get close enough to see the second baby… Inside a beast's gaping maw. It closes, swallowing it whole.

Many would see this as the end… Mystia would.

… But what does that birdbrain know about being a mother?!

I land on the beast's face like a meteor, bare feet opening its mouth like curtains—the others were closing on me, my body's shivering—, my both arms free, holding the second baby's plain dress with my teeth… Violently, I sink my arms into the beast's throat, prompting its gag reflex as it struggles and spasms, trying to eat me and the other baby—but I keep strong, a shine in my eyes, that ember now a fire.

Throwing her kids away as if mere trash for things they have no control over!

My hands catch something—

—a true mother—Suzu…—a true father—Anon…—WOULD NEVER GIVE UP!

And I pull the kid off with a visceral sound; it's still crying. Alive. I feel relief. Body still shuddering, I fly away, the mass of mindless monsters cannibalizing the monster I saved the baby from.

I don't even try to watch, focused on my speed forward—

The forest opens to a clearing, and, feeling the woes of tiredness like a striking thunder, I fall from the skies, rolling across the grass and shielding the babies from any damage. The monsters follow close behind…

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>>45301616 (part 2)
—
… I could've stayed on the ground, crying, like I did earlier today.

My whole body hurts, my stomach rumbles, eating itself alive; adrenaline escaping my body through the many wounds—aside from the bloodied gash on my head, all were small, though cumulative—, my legs feeling weak. Yet, as I hear sobbing so close to me, it's like the flip of a switch, light shining in my eyes… It aches so, so very much, but I slowly get onto all fours, breathing a mess, darkness still a tarp encapsulating all over me, Moon eaten, though the sieging red eyes are unmistakable. My eyes are on the babies laid on the soft grass.

For the second time, the world slows down to a crawl.

Unlike the first, this one is much more dire: bleeding so much, head vertiginous, about to trip over at any given moment, two defenseless babies clearly also battered by all the sharp maneuvering and hits I couldn't graze or dodge properly, their small wings folded around them as if blankets… So cute, it puts a smile on my bloodied face~

… I breathe profoundly, laboriously getting on my feet, mind wandering: Leaving these two here to be eaten and gored would be my best chance of survival.

It's cruel, so cruel, but also the truth…

It's a cruel world, and they've been put through so much pain already… Though it's also a very beautiful world.

I'm sure they haven't seen this beauty yet.

… I'd like to show it to them…

As I finally stand up over them and stare at the looming wall of predatory eyes, Suzu's words return to me, words about responsibility; then Anon's on what sweet Hana meant to him, hope… Then Mokou. I still haven't apologized for lying. In the lack of a moon, her eyes shone red and illuminated the path.

It would be easy to let myself be crushed by all this: odds; slander; whispers; mistakes old and new…

… I gave in to the pressure, let myself be stomped by this world…

Danmaku in my hands produces gusts of wind, illuminating the area in a menacing heaven blue.

But this is not about just me anymore.

"God, please…" I whisper.

The monsters finally get onto me, a crashing tsunami wave… And I fight all of them to protect these innocent children, hovering over them as the only wall between life and death—body weak and broken, yet of a spirit that has never been stronger—, attacking and defending, never leaving their sides, shadows of danmaku and spellcards dancing over the babies as they watch their sole protector fight an infinite horde of beasts of night and mindless youkai, blood and carcasses littering the area as my last stand continues… And it continues on, and on, and on.

Help never came. No one descended from the skies to save me in this dire moment… To be in the Forest of Magic during the night is a mistake few want to commit and many would regret.

I do not regret it.

I should've… But I do not.

The beasts were restless, and as the hours blurred together, I committed mistakes, got hit hard, and almost crumbled multiple times under the assault from all sides, bleeding and fatigued…

But I never fell.

I never stopped being their wall.

… And as day breaks, I stand amidst an ocean of blood and corpses, some of them fading in a black mist; others simply dead bodies that'd return to dust.

I wanted to fall and never get up again.

Birds chirped with the rising sun and, heavily breathing, knuckles busted and covered in a layer of muck and blood, I gently picked up the newborns from the ground, their skin pale and heartbeats weak… But alive. Beautifully alive. I was too dehydrated to cry. "Hey," I say, my voice raspy and knifing my throat. "… Sorry for lying to you two about a meal, bath and a comfy, warm bed. Didn't expect the night to go like that, heh…" I giggle to myself and, with some effort, can feel the closest presence to the west…

3 whole miles to the west.

I'm dehydrated, haven't eaten in almost 40 hours, bled the entire night, and am standing on willpower alone.

I breathe in, then breathe out, looking at them… The boy opens his small eyes and looks at my face…

… And sweetly giggles.

I fondly smile.

"Very funny, I know…” I nurture them close, eyes soft. “Well, let's get going, shall we?” Despite wanting to lie down and never move again, I fly those 3 miles.

… Because that's what you would do… Isn’t that right, Anon, Suzu?

My vision is blurred, time passes, I move, body begging to give up; a house; tiny, floating humans building it… I couldn't properly discern it, but they looked worried upon seeing me.

No danger. Safety.

With a smile, I collapse, always shielding the babies.

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>>45301503
as >>45301585 said, not enough time and would fuck writeanons in the states, though a better cap is
>NO MORE CHARACTERS
we already have everyone that'll be needed. Adding more characters wouldn't add anything when the teams are properly balanced and storylines are closing.
>>45301585
>Anyways small update, Takeminata, the child of Daiko by Nunakawahime, one of his many consorts,.Also it's unclear if Tewi was already a Bodhisattava slash the lunar hare when her life was saved by Daiko.
>Takeminata is also directly said to have been also been sealed by the Lunarians, although he also seems to be Kanako, in the same sort of weird way Matarajin is also Okina and Daikokuten, also Daikokuten has absurd charisma, the guy can't go a week without finding a new goddess wife.
damn... thank god I write cat and fox fluff

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>>45301616
>>45301620
Jesus Christ man
I am genuinely starting to think Keine has suffered more then anon at this point writeanon please have mercy

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301674
>mercy
>with a side character
that's not how it works, Anon

[Anonymous No.]

>>45301630
>>NO MORE CHARACTERS
Agreed.
>>45301620
>Help never came. No one descended from the skies to save me in this dire moment…
Lol. I feel attacked. Although I remember having some idea about the whole Reimu dropping out of the sky to save Goro from the Seija beatdown was just Goro's near-death hallucination of events. But I can't recall what the later intrigue would be and scrapped the idea at some point. Probably had something to do with how Seija ended up happening upon Takane and Goro's meeting.

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>>45301674
>mercy
What do you think this is? The KMS?
we suffer here!

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>>45301807
don't feel like that, Keine here can defend herself, though she waw brought to the brink, Goro was another situation entirely, also made my giddy seeing the 'Mu save, so I'm biased...
that's always a pain; the amount of things I scrap every day, then think better about but can't elaborate fully, making me feel like I've missed something great happens too often to be healthy...
>>45301843
Seija will never be capable of reversing a pain caused by the funny death child...

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>>45265645

Hana was considering the effectiveness of her placing seals on herself as Eirin spoke up, “of course only me and the princess were present during your little speech, and as such we’ll be able to keep confidentiality”

Rocking back and forth, Hana felt her legs and arms go cold, it was all she could do to stay calm outwardly. Yup, this was it. She’d go and take a long flight straight up past the moon and challenge a star to duel. It’d be more preferable, confidentiality? Yeah right! Hana was sure Eirin would spread word of this as quick as she could, then after she spreads word to the inaba Sara and Sana would start to hate her thenAunnwouldhateherandherfatherwouldrefusetoseehisdisgustingdaughterandeve-

Eirin spoke up, rather loudly despite her gentle tone which snapped Hana out of her stupor, “I assure you, Hakurei-san. That not a word of it will leave our lips outside this this office, both Kaguya and I understand that Humans in this era would view such things as a scandal.”

Rubbing the bridge of her nose gingerly as Hana recomposed herself, she didn’t even notice till now how quickly she was breathing and how tightly she was clutching the sofa she sat upon. Placatingly Eirin asked, “We are not your enemies, nor do we stand to gain from revealing yours, nor any other patient’s secrets. Can you trust me and the Princess?”

Hana wiped her sweaty palms on the side of her dress as she gulped, was that a threat? Did she threaten me? Would the princess…? No… Kaguya would never… Finally, Reimu spoke up, “Y-yeah, I’ll trust you… for now at least.”

Nodding, Eirin let her arms rest as a smile took over her face, it seemed natural though Hana couldn’t be sure. The only thing she knew is that if the princess trusted Eirin, then surely, she can’t be all to bad. Eirin was one of the few that would genuinely help the village, and one of the few that helped her father recover his health many over times if Marisa and her father’s friends are to be believed.

There was nothing to lose by trusting her, at least that’s what Hana thought at the time, and if there was, she’d be the first to shut this place down. With that conviction in her heart Hana let Eirin proceed with her next question.

Eirin’s voice was unwavering in its purpose, using her words like a knife, the question of, “Can you tell me about your childhood in relation to your father?” Stabbed Hana like a knife, and as Hana was encouraged to speak, it didn’t make it very easy at all to open up.

Leaning back against the arm rest of the sofa and her twiddling her thumbs Eirin was patient in letting her collect her thoughts. It didn’t take that long for Hana to recollect her happier memories, childhood memories when she was still innocent as to the sins of her mother. She spoke with another soul for the first time about her life at the Hakurei shrine under her mother’s insanity…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302105

Hana had grumbled through her childhood with Eirin sitting there taking notes like a women possessed. She had barely noticed that Kaguya came in and leaned over the crown of Eirin’s chair listening in to the conversation right as Hana exited her early childhood. Like she was releasing a long-held weight on her shoulders, the burden threatened to relieve her regardless if Eirin and Kaguya was there or not.

She had just finished up how she was around 12 years old and how her crush at the time, a village boy around the same age, had been pried from her affections by his parents who were wary of her. Hana had barely even realized how much such a small memory had been eating at her until she talked about how for the dozenth time her father had been the one to hold and comfort her after her friendships with the other children ended prematurely and often cruelly.

The parents of that boy had driven her away politely enough, but it was no small wonder in hindsight as to why they asked her to stop seeing their son. There was hardly a parent in the village that wasn’t informed on the stories of how her mother abused her father, naturally they were worried about Hana doing the same to their sons and daughters. All it took was one errant scrape, or small fight ending up in a scuffle to destroy any friendships Hana fostered.

Kaguya and Eirin were impassive, their faces only nodding or giving quiet affirmations to her memories. Hana barely even realized she was tearing up again until Kaguya crossed the room, patted her back, and offered her a handkerchief as the miko-in-training told them about how her father took her on mock dates under the wide moon at night to let her forget about her worries.

Often times, be it Spring, Autumn, Winter, or Summer; her father and Aunn were the ones that took her out to the back yards after her mother was placated on cleverly suggested oni sake. The strong brew knocked her out early, and let her loved ones hold her as she watched the moon without a care. Those were the best memories of her life, free from fear and in the comfort of the arms of the man she thought the strongest in Gensokyo.

Without realizing what she was saying she quickly blabbed about how that time in her mid-teens was the time she learned to realize her father was the only one who truly loved her.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302111
>>45302105
poor Hana man, but at least I guess that's the point of therapy; letting it all out, have someone help you understand how to get the pieces and rebuild. Cheering our retard can leave that with a clearer mind and somewhat better purpose!
Gambarena, Hana!!
thanks for the chapters!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302111

Once the floodgates were open, they couldn’t be closed easily, like one of the Kappa’s dams opening after a full season. The sediment that had built up just behind Hana’s tears couldn’t be quelled until it was flushed properly. Despite Eirin’s attempts at guiding her, Hana was simply letting everything spill as Kaguya patted her back and gave her a shoulder to lean on.

It was simply too much, the torrent of repressed emotions threated to drown her; like Hana was sitting on the bottom of a deep abyss. It all flashed before her, her life at the shrine once she became aware of her surroundings in full. She spared no detail as they came to her fragile mind, telling all about how her mother would brutalize her father for the smallest thing. Brutalize her to a lesser extent when Hana had messed up on trainings and learning the rituals necessary to become a miko.

How she had thought she was doing the right thing in finding a new home in the village, and bringing her father out of that environment once she was in the latter part of her 15th year. How Yukari had threatened her with a promise of the horrors to come just when things were looking up.

Hana had ignored it at the time, a thinly veiled threat to one high on life at the time. Hana had thought she could handle whatever was thrown at her. She was ignorant as to the truth of the land she found herself in, despite her hatred for her mother her teachings on how deep the pond Hana was to maintain was no lie.

The miko-in-training let out how she regretted just how arrogant she was in thinking she could just deal with what was to come. Once it started it was like a tidal wave. Hana could do little to censor the story she told Eirin and Kaguya about that day when she came home after cracking down on some trouble-making weakling youkai, one that she saw entering the HSE later at that. Only to find her father missing with blood splatters decorating his room like pockets of stagnant air.

She was in her own little world as she remembered it all, all the memories she tried so hard to suppress in her waking life. How she plunged into that gap in reality despite the terror she felt, how she witnessed her battered and brutalized father getting mercilessly violated, how he seemed to try to cry out for her only to realize Hana was just as much at Yukari’s mercy as he was.

Kaguya’s patting had slowed, even the pen and pad of Eirin had faltered until it settled at a steady pace as Hana unloaded the next part of the story: How Yukari triggered something inside Hana after wearing her out like a fish on the line.

For the first time ever, she told another soul about how she was forced to taste the union of her father and Yukari. How that taste, smell, and heat enraptured her like a slave to her dormant passions. She could only tell of the lust and terror as she found herself in what she now knows was the HSE. She could’ve sworn she heard the pen stop writing at a certain point as she went on about how her father’s trust was spurned as Hana gave into her own passions. Drugging and… tempting… her own father using the strange concoctions she found in the HSE just so she could have her way with him.

She glanced up at Eirin through teary eyes, only to find Eirin’s own eyes averted from her as she told her in no small part about how she spiked his tea with those mysteriously placed drugs. How she was like a puppet on strings as she did everything in her power to ignore her father’s desperation, as even he gave in to the strong drugs.

Disgust filled Hana as she felt that familiar heat in her building as she remembered and told the two lunarians all about how she took advantage of her father. No detail was spared in how she took and gave to her father all just to build his lust enough to take her without thinking. Hana couldn’t deny the tinge of joy she felt at feeling the touch of her father, regardless of terrible situation.

Hana couldn’t stop shaking, she felt her limbs and body trembling as the weight radiated off of her appendages. The terror of what she did fell off like water off a Kappa’s dress as she let it all out for the first time, and how after that she wanted nothing more than to devote herself to her father’s happiness to make it up to him. She’d do anything to go back and take it back, yet at the same time she’d do anything to go back and do it again to see if there was anyway to make him fall in love with her properly.

Finally, Hana ended her story as she left the HSE, only to find herself home again six months later without any knowledge of what everyone believed about her and her father’s situation. Like a fraction of the weight Hana was festooned with was lifted, she raised her head and looked up at Eirin and Kaguya. Both of which avoided her gaze like it was a danmaku blast until Eirin cleared her throat after hearing Hana stop her story.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302494

A subtle mix of emotion was fighting over Eirin’s face until she realized Hana was staring at her, it made Hana curious, but it was only a second until that practiced therapist’s demeanor reasserted itself. Eirin spoke up seeing as how Hana finished her monologue, “R-right, I see that you certainly have a deep-seated guilt and complex already. In order redirect that negative pressure you’ve revealed to me-“

Hana knew that cutting off others was wrong, much less her elders and people helping but she couldn’t help it. She felt safe and comfortable now, finally someone that could understand her and let her speak! The tears and trembling in her voice taking a back seat she interrupted, “That’s not all Yagakoro-sensei, after that I was vist-“

However, it was Eirin that cut her off now, “Hakurei-san, that’s quite a-alright! There’s no need to force yourself in your first session after all!”

A smile grew on Hana’s face, it was nice to have someone to care for her to this extent even if it was just professional, she snagged Kaguya’s hand which rested on the burgundy-colored lap of the princess. Kaguya squirmed lightly, but Hana didn’t pay much mind to it. After all, the princess was her friend and someone she could trust!

Brightly, like someone wiped the filth from a window and let in the noon-time sun Hana cheerfully replied, “It’s okay, I don’t want to waste your time! I still have to tell you all about how Yukari would visit me wh-“

This time, interestingly, it was Kaguya that spoke up, “Its alright Hana-chan! Eirin-sensei needs time to compile everything and formulate a proper treatment, you see. T-that’s why its important for you to rest and think about what’s truly important for the next session!”

Ah, Hana’s face flushed as she realized what an imposition she was on the doctor and princess! Of course, they needed time to compile everything before they could hear the rest. Honestly Hana could be here for hours, but it wouldn’t do as they were all busy women. Instead, Hana stood up and bowed, “Thank you for hearing me out Yagakoro-sensei, you’re the only one I’ve been able to talk about this with so it really helps and all!”

Eirin nodded, that strange mix of emotions mingled on her normally stoic face as she seemed to write something on her pad, though it seemed less like writing and more like errant markings. It was strange but Hana wasn’t going to bother her about it, instead she turned to the princess. Hana repeated the same message and Kaguya nodded, though she seemed a bit stiff. Maybe the princess was a bit sore?

Offering to give her a massage as ‘she was really good with her fingers’ Kaguya seemed to hurry to decline her, “That’s alright Hana-chan! Really! You’re our patient after all, I’m sure you’re tired so we’ll play later. For now, why don’t you go home and rest? We’ll send for you when its time for your next session, r-right Eirin-sensei?”

Eirin was quick to nod along with that. Without much else to be said, it didn’t take long for Hana to excuse herself after that, feeling light on her feat she nearly skipped out of that room as Eirin and Kaguya glanced at each other before waving her goodbye. Hana could’ve sworn she saw the pattering of a familiar pink dress and black hair, but she paid it no mind as the busy inaba were just that: busy.


Hana returned to the village before the midday feeling much better, for the first time she felt her shoulders light. Even if her problems weren’t solved it felt good to simply have them out in the open with someone she trusted. Maybe she’d even take Aunn off too the Moriyan shrine for some sightseeing, she did love those chicken filled dumplings they sold there. Maybe it’d even get her in the mood for… well, no need to count her tool spirits before they hatch!

[Anonymous No.]

We are now out of Eientei namek
Next time on Hanaball z:
May god have mercy on Ran and the others as they'll be next to deal with Hana's chicanery and pent up teenage frustration as she desperately grasps at straws to figure out a motive for Yukari's nonsense. No matter what happens, everyone will lose.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302500
Love how Hana is going full crazy and confused to raping her father, luckily for Eirin and Kags she didn't run into Tewi.
Tewi wouldn't see anything wrong with the incest and would've tried to get Hana to wrm up to the idea of a harem, she was part of Daikokuten's harem after all so clearly she doesn't have that big of a problem with sharing.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302494
>>45302500
holy shit, Jesus Christ...
... A-at least she got her therapy, right?! Yay! Good for you, Hana! Though I'm torn between what traumatized Eirin more: Yukari mega genetic abomination, or Hana abomination of a kink and sex life...
>>45302511
>no matter what happens, everyone will lose
such is the HSE. Hoping the mental trauma is not THAT great
thanks for the chapters!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302994
The duo of Tewi and Hana would be fucking terrifying... The amount of debauchery Tewi exhales by herself coupled with Hana's sin kink and ability would take us into uncharted territories never ever conceived before. Glad Tewianon never had an idea like this, the ungodly amount of sex would destroy the HSE and defeat Yukari right on the spot...

[Anonymous No.]

why doesn't yukari just manipulate the boundaries of male and female to become temporarily male and impregnate someone else? is she stupid?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45304788
… you know, that's a good question. Probably because she has been a woman her entire life and the thought simply doesn't strike her? Tunnel vision or something like that.

[Anonymous No.]

Rape chart update, added the first HSE relationships.
The previous charts mostly work for cannon so feel free to use them if you need to explain the Okina family tree.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45305094
hope you're listening to SpongeBob music while doing that. It helps me cope with my autism when I'm doing the flowchart
thanks, though, these are going into the history mural of the HSE!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302105
>>45302111
>>45302494
>>45302500
after this one, Kaguya and Eirin are in dire need of therapy too…
https://files.catbox.moe/9ettvu.webm

[Anonymous No.]

>>45304825
I think she's just stupid

[Anonymous No.]

>>45305507
that too.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45305494
Lol nice.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45305123
I mostly listen the band Cake, sea shanties, and tally hall while working on something.
Spongebob music distracts me too much for some reason.
Anyways, anybody have some more suggestions for the rape graph?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45305830
>sea shanties, and tally hall
love these two, Black Flag shanties are the best
>Anyways, anybody have some more suggestions for the rape graph?
hm, for actual information probably something like the Myouren crew; though characters that ran a train on Anon would be a day's worth endeavor, for funnies just one of those massive images full of 2hus.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45304711
I like that you believe i haven't, sadly it wouldn't do to have Hana go off the deep end so fast

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>>45302500
Even Eirin wants nothing to do with this. Damn Hana, you really are fucked up.

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>>45306137
this man is a paragon of lewdity, damn. Speaking of which, we really haven't had any lewds in forever now, probably gonna write a lewd oneshot in the future for a change
also, Tewi has 666 pages of content in danbooru; truly a devilish bnuuy…

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>>45306157
Eirin's guilt when she realized her direct role in all of this was pretty good

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>>45305830
Seems good so far, though don't forget to add in Marisa as one of the only consensual encounters that produced offspring

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>>45306157
>Damn Hana, you really are fucked up.
the dog fucking should've made that obvious

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>>45305830
don't forget that both patchouli and meiling are in comas somewhere in the HSE building after patchyanon died of exhaustion and meilinganon fell asleep

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>>45306232
I've been waiting for the time I can write a lewd part but first I gotta advance the plot with Hana and land the big meeting with Ran, Tetsu, and Aya.
I just have to balance it between serious discussion, hinting at Hana's growing affection for Yukari, and spagetti spillage as two of her future moms try to do damage control

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>>45306232
>Speaking of which, we really haven't had any lewds in forever now
What if the solstice battle turns out to be 'non-traditional'Anon will have to fight in his own way as well!

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>>45306344
>whatcha ya' guys doin'?

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>>45306344
Ah yes, Anon fucks for his freedom using everything he's learned. It'll end with him ontop of the rubble of the HSE, panting bodies surrounding him. The sun rising past the mountains revealed his body without a stich of thread and boner risen high.
He walks off into the sunset, where his divine nature uplifts him. Not a single villager will forget the day Anon turned the tables on and raped literally every youkai in Gensokyo

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>>45306375
>main character that was stomped on the whole series finally reveals his true powers

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>>45306331
>I just have to balance it between serious discussion, hinting at Hana's growing affection for Yukari, and spagetti spillage as two of her future moms try to do damage control
good luck! I can taste the comedy already in that line!

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>Anon is so experienced with his penis that he learns how to shoot danmaku with it
SOMEBODY WRITE THIS DOWN

[Anonymous No.]

>>45306508
it runs in the family

[Anonymous No.]

>>45306508
Anon learns penis magic after impregnating so many women that it cannot physically be stopped

[Anonymous No.]

Anon confronts Yukari to fight for his freedom, Ran is BTFO, Chen is passed out, Takane is down for the count. Only Anon remains, he undoes his pants.
Yukari thinks he's gone insane, she uses a gap to disable him by interrupting his motor control. A flick of the dick vaporizes that attempt, she sets up a barrier to stop him only to have him penetrate it with his second head. Desperate she places a gap under him, it vanishes after his cock flashes with light.
Yukari asks, "how?! Why do none of my powers work against you?"
Anon replies, "its a man's purpose to fill gaps and destroy barriers(hymens)"

And then they were cum

[Anonymous No.]

>>45306396
Hasn't Anon been doing massages for ages?
I don't think yooks are immune to pressure points

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>>45306607
>Anon confronts Yukari to fight for his freedom, Ran is BTFO, Chen is passed out, Takane is down for the count. Only Anon remains, he undoes his pants.
>Yukari thinks he's gone insane, she uses a gap to disable him by interrupting his motor control. A flick of the dick vaporizes that attempt, she sets up a barrier to stop him only to have him penetrate it with his second head. Desperate she places a gap under him, it vanishes after his cock flashes with light.
>Yukari asks, "how?! Why do none of my powers work against you?"
>Anon replies, "its a man's purpose to fill gaps and destroy barriers(hymens)"
>And then they were cum
this is going into the History of the HSE side-by-side with S.C.U.M (Shanghai Cum Inflation Mini-story)

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>>45306628
>S.C.U.M
what if vergil ended up in gensokyo right when the HSE got in full swing

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>>45306650
He'd see himself out, because this entire thing is retarded to witness

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>>45306375
>It'll end with him ontop of the rubble of the HSE, panting bodies surrounding him.

[Anonymous No.]

I wonder if the writeanon who first came up with the name for the Hakurei Shrine Experience was inspired by the name of the PC98 pack, or that was just a coincidence.

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>>45306719
I wonder the same thing, when I wrote those 4 chapters at the beginning I thought he just pulled it out of his ass

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>>45261397

We spent some time going over some concerns Marisa had out the future. Of course childcare isn't something that can be taught in a single conversation so we went over what to expect in the coming months. No need to tell her about setting up sleep schedules and preparing food when she hadn't even picked out a name yet.


"You should see about seeing a tailor. I doesn't seem like too too much of an issue now, but you'll want something with more space later on"

Marisa nods as she takes in my words. "So when will I..?" She said as she held her hands to her chest.

"It'll happen, don't fret over it. But maybe you shouldn't expect to look like Keine by the end"

Marisa chuckled a bit to herself as she shifted slightly in the chair, trying to accommodate her new weight. She she tried to find the right position, the door opened behind me. Two woman entered. One was a regular looking human with short blonde hair and blue eyes. Her frilly, multilayered dress was a bit too fancy for someone that lived in a house in the woods. She was lugging a basket in her hands. Behind her was a taller woman wearing a red robe and long white hair which was tied off to a small ponytail on the top of her red with red hair decorations. It made her look a bit childish. Geez, wearing hair decorations as an adult is just silly. My hair bells on the other hand were completely necessary to keep everything together.

The two of them look over to Marisa. "Kosuzu. A friend of mine. She offered to help us with everything. Kosuzu, this is Alice and Shinki" she introduced me and waved over to the blonde and silver haired women respectively.

Oh, so that was Alice. I had completely forgotten about her. I had seen her occasionally over the years, but it seemed like after a while she had just disappeared and stopped involving herself in events. Shinki was still a stranger to me.


"Greetings Kosuzu.Good to have extra firepower. I Shinki, am the creator of the realm Makai and of this little one here" Alice tried to dodge Shinki's hand but failed and her head was ruffled and set askew.

"Oh, so you're her mother? Nice to meet you" I said. I had never heard anyone call themselves a creator rather then a mother but there were all types in Gensokyo. Maybe things are different in Makai, wherever that was. But if she could create some kind of realm she was powerful. Or lying.

"Oh no, I created her. Just like she makes all her little dolls. Isn't that right?" Shinki responded as Alice looked away from her mothe- creator. Alice didn't seem like some sort of creation to me. Some distant memory floated to the top of my mind, no longer irrelevant.

"Huh, you're not a human? I don't think you ever mentioned that to Akyuu. I thought you told her that you were born human and changed into a magician" I said as I tried to piece things together.

"Oh really now" Shinki said, her eyes narrowing. Alice shot me a glare that made me glad I had my own place to stay. There was no greater embarrassment then accidentally causing domestic problems for someone else without meaning it.

"Well, I'm sure she has her own reason for being so embarrassed to be connected to me" Shinki said as Alice took the opportunity to scurry off and put the basket on a table. Shinki turned to Mimi. "I've made advancements in our plan. Since we have a new member, I'll just fill her in as well"

Shinki preceded to launch into an explanation of the plan. Something about Makai, magical traps, powerful rituals and linkage. Partway through the whole thing, I came to the realization that everyone in this house was an accomplished magic user. Thief plan was made for them and not for a simple village girl whose experience in magic was just a footnote compared to them. Here I had gone and joined up with them anyways. I had thought things would be a lot simpler, like they would break in and beat up and few people as I assisted them safely out of danger. Ah hell.

"You understand the plan?" Shinki asked

"I'll pick it up" I said, trying my best that to hide that would likely never be the case.

Mima starts to float towards the door. "Well, since you're all caught up, there's something you need to do, follow me" she said. I followed her out, assuming it was something necessary. "Now, you're no fighter, so I'm not expecting much. But it's going to be dangerous. If we decide that we have to bring you along and be useful, you'll need to not know how to stay safe" Multiple brightly colored lights appeared around her as she floated up in the air. "I don't have the time to go easy on you, so you better be good at running" Before I could react, many of those lights streamed towards me. I followed her advice and ran.

I have no excuse for the long delay other then being sleepy

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>>45307277
oh, so that's how Suzu dies… my prayers for her pure soul, better gone to a beautiful place than living in this world of sin ;-;
but trained by the Goddess of Magic herself? Suzu struck gold here! Good luck, Suzu!
>spoiler
man wrote 'Zu so well he BECAME the 'Zu…
thanks for the chapter!

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>>45307277
I can't believe Mima is gonna bully suzu till she cries...

[Anonymous No.]

>>45307565
she won't cry, tho. Suzu's very resilient!
she resisted the perfect opportunity to star a NTR doujinshi, after all

[Anonymous No.]

No other important babies and genetic relationships I can think of right now, I'll probably add some more stuff later though but this is all for the day.

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>>45307606
hehehe, very gud chart; got a good laugh from me
thanks for your work, relationshipchartanon!

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>>45273411 (4/-)
—
As Former Hell appears in the distance, the stale air of the tunnels surrounding the city disperses and I clean a strand of blood. Hijacking Yukari's gap was a bold move, and I don't doubt her punishment shall be terrible… Doesn't matter. This rebellion serves first to get answers I otherwise would never have, second to challenge her control.

Involving Satori is a risk, yes… But my immediate options are far too thin to let that stop me.

Moistening my lips, I supersonically fly over the city, heart rate through the ceiling as I land by the Palace of Earth Spirits' doors, inviting myself in, "SATORI KOMEIJI!" I yell in the main hall, bandaged arm reformed from my attack on Yukari—danmaku explodes the floor where I stood a moment ago, my eyes following up to a figure in the shadows.

"Wow, isn't that, like, really uneducated? Entering a lady's home and just shouting—K-KASEN?!" Rin's eyes land on me, her theater blown up by the utter confusion and fear painting her face. "O-Oh, man… Sorry for shooting at you like that! I didn't mean—"

"Orin, I need to see Satori, now!" I instantaneously move to be face-to-face with the hell-cat, and she winces back, jumping with my sudden proximity. "Sorry for barging like this; I'll be sure to repay Satori and seek her forgiveness—but I'm against the clock here!" I catch her shoulders, looming over the poor cat like a mountain, droplets of sweat popping into existence on her trembling body.

"O-Okay, okay! Gee… First Yukari's lackeys, now a Sage—things have been so rowdy recently…" She whispers to herself, trying to get off my clutch, but those words just now gave an iron-like force to my grasp. Yukari's lackeys? Does this mean… Orin, seemingly noticing my confusion and a bit desperate to get away from my hands, says, "Y-Yukari sent some of her friends to visit: a human and Seija—wait, is that blood—"

"Seija and Goro are here?! Why?" I ponder, at last letting go of Rin—to her absolute relief—my eyes bulging. If we'd to meet, Yukari would know immediately where I am; she likely has already informed Seiga and them about the manhunt… I gulp air, eyes wide. "Where are they now?"

"Breeding in one of the rooms." She answers promptly. I stare at her in shock, and she furrows her brows. "You know—having sex."

"I know what you mean, Orin! Just, please take me to Satori at once." I hide the redness of my face, paranoia on a harsh crescendo with this new information—no, not the sex—: If the lewd Amanojaku and her human keep themselves busy while I talk to Satori, then they won't be a problem… But I need to keep myself alert if they decide to appear close by before I can lay my trap: I don't want to, but I'll knock them down if my hand is forced.

Rin, weirded and somewhat tense, guides me through the halls of the palace, her frowning deepening as she stares at the blood pouring from blasted superficial blood vessels. "Are you okay? I can mend those if you—"

"No. We can't waste any time."

"Why are you so in a hurry, anyan~way?" She yawns. "Sorry! Had to deal with a genocide of vengeful spirits recently. So much work~"

… Genocide? No, later.

"I'll answer when time is proper, and we're in Satori's presence," I say, and Rin pouts—though, as we turn a corner, something further ahead catches my attention. On a table by a big double door and playing cards were an even bigger blonde I'd recognize anywhere; a green-haired girl, and… Isn't that Okina's kid? The one she'd gush nonstop about in our old tea parties? Hata no Kokoro, if I'm not mistaken. "Yo, guys, look who came to visit~" They all turn in sync, and Yuugi's eyes shine with recognition.

"Kasen?! I'll be damned!" She gets up and walks right up to me, hand stretched for an oni handshake. I met her hold with mine, and the combined power cracks slightly the floorboards, much to Rin's despair. "Hah! It's been so long! Where have you been?" If I were a human, the subsequent hug would've made me into a paste.

"Busy, very busy—like now: I need to speak to Satori; where's she?"

"Sis' asleep!" The green one yells… wait, 'sis'? She waves to me with a small smile. "Hello! I'm Koishi, and I've been dead to reality until I was impregnated recently." She lightly taps Kokoro's shoulder, Yuugi blushing fervently, hiding the crimson behind her cards—oh, is that a royal flush—?

—No! Focus! "… I'll have to wake her up, then; I'll apologize later."

"Wait. Are your intentions bad?" Kokoro asks, hiding her cards from Koishi’s half-open curious 3rd eye, a confused monkey mask taking over Okina’s daughter’s face.

"I only have good intentions." I say, antsy. Time's short…

"Oh…" she looks at Yuugi and Rin; they nod. "Okay then—she's in there." She points at the doors.

"Wait… this weird smell," Orin smells the air, frowning—wide eyes, she looks at me absolutely haunted. "DON'T—"

Too late.

"KYAAAA!!" Satori was on her bed, naked, sweaty and fingering herself. "DON'T LOOK—"

I ignore all, flushed.

"S-Satori, I need your help!"

[Anonymous No.]

made this a little more lighthearted to balance the utter bullshit Kasen went through her whole storyline
and no, won't be doing the same for Keine. Only main characters get the nice treatment.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45307846
>Spoiler
you are going to kill her. Calling it now

[Anonymous No.]

>>45307606
>m-preg
Oh yeah, can someone explain how Goro's "pregnancy" works? I don't recall it.

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>>45307964
>missiles through a youkai
>saves bebe from literally the insides of a youkai
>survives an entire night of continuous onslaught, all while suffering from hunger, pain, blood loss, psychological trauma, etc
>after all is said and done, knows the kids will die anyway if she gives up
>flies three hours, half dead, to safety
this bitch probably died already but came back through sheer fucking will

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>>45307606
Dozens of children and almost none of them consensual. You should say Marisa raped him by drugging him without his knowledge, and we might never know if Hana was the product of Reimu's aggressive sex drive or not.

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>>45308045
My dumbass take on it:
1. Yukari gapped one bead from Goro's suicide bracelet
2. The bracelet is acting like a an atom trying to keep balance, so it's drawing in nearby energies to replace the missing bead
3. Goro is the closest soul to the bracelet to draw energy from. Seija is the second closest, constantly clinging to and fucking him.
4. The suicide bracelet is stuck to Goro 107ever, so Goro is practically hosting the bracelet and new soul
Ergo, Goro is hosting the combination of his and Seija's energy. He is essentially pregnant with their child.

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>>45308089
at this point I don't even want her to forgive mokou if she comes back to apologize
she stepped out for a kneejerk response to finding out that keine lied to try and keep her happy and keine's had to go through hell because of it

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>>45308045
Oh boy, a chance to explain my nonsense.
Explanation is mostly right here >>45280133 and the start of this post >>45292003
tl;dr: Yukari abstractly yoinked a bead from the bracelet and Seija's and Goro spirit both filled the left behind space which is now developing a consciousness.
Longer form explanation: The bracelet itself is atomic, so breaking it without Goro dying or it losing it's abilities is next to impossible. But Yukari didn't steal a bead so much as she messed with the idea of distance(sort of Quantum entanglement), allowing her to yoink it's capabilities without notice, the bead is still apart of the bracelet, it's just not all in the same physical location. This did however leave an imaginary 'space' that received the runoff of Seija's and Goro's communications via their link which Goro bears most of the burden for, so he's effectively bearing a child.
>>45308159
This is close enough.

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>>45308232
Though, Mokou didn't find out Keine did it all to keep her happy, only that Keine lied about everything for what seems to be no motive; and Mokou was so hurt by being betrayed by a friend and having her happiness shattered that, instead of listening, she left.
Very messy situation...

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>>45308159
>>45308295
Makes sense. Thanks.

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>>45307832
Nobody get's any privacy in the Earth Spirit Palace! Not even Satori!
>>45307846
>made this a little more lighthearted to balance the utter bullshit Kasen went through her whole storyline
You have my explicit permission to do whatever you have to with the Monogojaku and the bearer of her child to make things even more lighthearted. I have a Takane bit to write about her making a house call.

[Anonymous No.]

I snuck a picture from one of the ibaraki-douji worship cults
don't believe the hermit's lies!

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>>45308759
>anon was never seen again
do not adore the sexy crazed oni femme fatale. That's not nice.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45308759
>"BIG MISTAKE, ANON!"

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>>45308045
Quite simple really
>Seija's ability is to turn over anything
>Get pregananant
>(presumably by accident) switch it so she's the father
>>45308159
>>45308295
no idea what these guys are talking about

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>>45306719
>>45306732
Clearly it's forshadowing that Konngara will win the Gensokyo bowl and reset us back to the PC-98 age

[Anonymous No.]

>>45309458
>reset us back to the PC-98 age
at least Punished Reimu will be able to bond with her daughter properly while teaching Haha the proper way of smacking gigantic, bouncing balls

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>>45308480
Privacy is a myth in Gensokyo
don't worry, Kasen will treat her jaku and Akechi teammates with care! Nothing extremely violent will happen!
trust me

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>>45307832
>Orin smells the air, frowning—wide eyes, she looks at me absolutely haunted.
I love the implication that Orin has walked in on her enough times before to recognize what was going on before the door was even open

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>>45313865
always be aware of cats when you're loving yourself…

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>>45283652 (4/4)
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The next hours with Yamame were, for the lack of a better word, magical. Our conversations brought to the surface the worst of my heart, yet as we knitted together, laughed, and exchanged stories of both her human and Mr. Anon, the sad hole that undoubtedly awaits me in the future began to feel less antagonistic… It'll be dug; nothing can stop death—postpone it, maybe, but that's it—however, it doesn't need to remain a hole forever. I'll fill it with the many books I'll write of stories about a gentle man; a small spider; a tall kitsune; a purple hat; red and white; hair bells; green camo; a lone woman with power over boundaries—all I love so much…

Ran will also have a hole in her heart; Ms. Takane; Ms. Reimu; Suzu—if they're still here—, Yukari and so on.

I'll be there for them, to help close the hole… because that's just another part of life.

The cozy fire and atmosphere of Yamame's atelier served as the background; her voice and presence my guiding moonlight; this undying love and loyalty to those I love the many threads, and these tears I shed, with a smile on my face, blessed the three-colored… Gloves. Warm and snug to the touch, a surface so perfect and smooth one could use them as pillows—though lumps and mistakes were visible, I didn't bother. A story without those is not a story.

As I finished knitting the gloves and released a sigh I didn't notice I was holding, Yamame came from her sewing station… And my eyes grew big when I saw my hat on her hands. The remarkable silhouette of a Joro Spider hovered in the front, just above the right eye, and across the entire lower part of it an aureate spider-web was stretched, the exact patterns of Flan's web with the precision that only a master could achieve.

Her smile as she gave me it was one of utter happiness, her eyes on the pair of gloves. "May I?" I nodded, watching honored as a sewing master gently picked up the gloves, tested the firmness, consistency, friction, and, finally, rubbed them on her face… Her proud smile filled my heart. "There's more heart than threads here—perfect~… But why gloves, Chen?"

"It was the first thing Mr. Anon gave me…" I say, fondly, inspecting the hat: the patching was impossible to see without focusing, new additions nicely woven onto the hat as if an expensive tapestry, feeling like they were always there. I rub my finger on the small spider—

—stopping when something on one of its legs catches my eye: two shadows, one of a man and the other, smaller, a girl with two tails. I look at Yamame, my eyes gigantic and gleaming.

She simply opens her arms, smiling kindly, already knowing what's about to happen… My hugging is tight; ten limbs hug back even tighter. "I love it…" I whisper. She pats my head. "… It's so beautiful."

"It's to reflect a beautiful heart, is it not? It has to be up to par." She giggles, I follow true. "Chen… I've decided I want to teach you; help your latent talent to flourish—so, if you'd like it, I wish to be your teacher." Perplexed, I look at her from beneath, not breaking the hug; her smile is genuine… and makes me so impossibly embarrassed.

A master asking me to be their apprentice?! I've never heard of such a thing! Yet, all I could do with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was frantically nod, tails bopping fast. Mr. Anon will be so proud of me~!

She titters, patting my head, and I purr. "Many thanks, Chen~now, I guess you should go home. Ran and Mr. Anon will be worried if you spend the whole night here." Confused, I look through the window—it's already night! Time passed so fast… "Come to learn or simply to visit whenever you want, okay? You and your loved ones are welcome anytime!" And so she kisses me on the forehead, breaking the hug and going to put the gloves in a small sack made out of strong webbing.

"Wait!" I say, rummaging my pockets. "How much I owe—"

"Nothing~I already got what I wanted." She hums and giggles, giving me the sack…

Red and confused, albeit excited and happy, I nod respectfully. "O-Okay! See ya, Yamame! I-It was very fun!" I fly to the door, hard waving constantly, her eyes smiling as she demurely waves back, and, when I finally leave, it is with a hearty laughter that echoes through the cave as I shoot through the hole in the cave roof.

The Moon is my background as I spin and laugh, feeling lighter than ever before, parcel in hands and heart ready to burst.

I swim amidst the sea of stars, whirling with delight as memories come rushing back, joyous tears in my eyes: Mr. Anon teaching me; our first meeting, his gentle arms, his lessons; Ran and her love; Yukari's cold eyes, yet her undeniable love; Ms. Kogasa's forgiveness; Ms. Reimu's happiness upon overcoming her sad, every day appreciating life a tad more…

A long life; a short life…

A happy life with people by your side to help when the inevitable hole is dug.

The path ahead is hard, for sure…

Yet, I’m just so happy…

… That this long life of mine can be used to help others!

[Anonymous No.]

and this is Chen, all set for the finale!
will probably do some fluffs still with her, but she's ready.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45314809
Chen is so perfect, hopefully her and Cirno can have a cute interaction.
Also i updated the graph based on suggestions and added a shitpost section at the bottom, unspoiler at your own risk.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45314809
Chen is so perfect, hopefully her and Cirno can have a cute interaction.
Also i updated the graph based on suggestions and added a shitpost section at the bottom, unspoiler at your own risk.

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>>45314913
>1000 years in the future arc
>Yakumo/Hakurei/Ibaraki/Matara-Kokoro/Komeiji-ULTRAMUTT
I cannot believe this…
… at this point the Dragon God should just nuke Gensokyo thrice, Jesus Christ

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>>45314913
>Cirno and Chen meet, play together, have a good time
>on the backlines Okina and Yukari are watching, full panic mode and paranoia that the other might be trying to lure their "child" into a deadly trap or something very dangerous
I feel the comedy/fluff potential…

[Anonymous No.]

>>45314913
Ah damn, you made it more explicit.
>>45314809
>>45314823
Stupid fluffy cat. Up to no good knitting!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45302500

There was a strange tenseness in the air that Hana was immersed in, dampened somewhat by the cats that rested on her lap and around her. That tenseness was still obvious however, maybe it was the dilapidated house she found herself in, or even the note lightly brushed with youkai energy that gave her exact instructions of how to find this place.

Either way, despite the cute occupants, the house itself was one that you couldn’t just settle into comfortably, everything in it was run down just enough to make one feel uneasy. This didn’t even go into how bad the other homes of this abandoned village were in, which only compounded the discomfort Hana felt. It was eerie seeing so many perfectly good homes without even a trace of things that had gone wrong lay abandoned.

She supposed that the lamp on the table was doing its best to hold the moonless night creeping in through the open windows at bay, though its effects were mitigated by the way the dark of the walls absorbed the light. She considered lighting a danmaku pellet and having it hover, but she felt that it would only betray her feelings to others and decided against showing weakness.

The rest of the room was no better as far as homeliness went, there was little decorations on the walls except signs of scratches and childish scribbles made with once vibrant colors. Aside from the table, waxy drawings all over the walls, and slightly shredded cushions coated with the fur of many different cats the home still maintained a certain level of charm. That charm was severely dampened by the bare floors and lack of most comforts that any sane human expected, but that was Mayohiga for you.

Hana’s discomfort was only compounded by her company in this worn-out home, as at each side of the square table that sat in the living room was a powerful youkai. All of whom Hana knew by reputation or personally; from Hana’s right sat Aya, the contemptable tengu that tempted her father and held her half-siblings. To Aya’s right and directly across from Hana sat Ran, the shikigami who worked with that devil women; the fox’s only saving grace was that she was likely too emotionless to try seducing her father. To Ran’s right sat someone she only knew through name and reputation as one of the youkai her mother warned her against ever fighting, Totetsu Yuuma.

Totetsu’s comically large spork sat across her shoulders and Hana shuttered inwardly while trying to ignore her, Hana realized a show of force when she saw one. She should’ve vanished as soon as she saw her, but Aya promised that she’d be on her best behavior and that she was vital. All Hana could do was not give that Taotie the satisfaction of seeing her quail when her teeth flashed as she grinned at their meeting.

With the women sitting around the table and all assembled not much had been said, though Hana did want take the moment to complain to Aya that when she meant meeting, she meant a one-on-one meeting. Still, the meeting was starting as everyone had gathered and giving away any signs of discomfort would only weaken her position.

Instead, she took the initiative after the Taotie took her place and settled in after shooing away one of the felines with a gnash of her teeth and growl. Hana wasn’t trying to be threatening and use her ‘exterminator’ voice, instead she opted for her ‘business’ voice which lacked that dangerous edge as she spoke loudly and with a confidence she didn’t feel deep down, “Yakumo-san, I thank you for appearing at such short notice.” Hana bowed her head lightly, showing respect but not submission, “As I’m sure Shameimaru-san told you I wish to discuss your master, I hope to learn about her motives and confirm my own suspicions.”

Ran joined her sleeves as she stared directly into Hana’s eyes, her tails swished around behind her back gently disturbing the air. For a moment Hana thought she wasn’t going to speak until the fox seemed to finish weighing her words, “I do know of your reason for calling me, though I can’t say that I understand your desire. Tell me, what use do you have for learning about my master?”

Hana was careful with her words, she knew that Ran was powerful, and if she thought that Hana would use this information to try and bring about Yukari’s downfall it’d be all Hana could do to escape. Knowing full well that even the prospects of her escaping from both of these youkai would be poor she spoke, “Yukari-san is no friend of mine, she destroyed the life of my father and took away our happiness.” Ran squinted at Hana, as if appraising her, “However, I suspect she isn’t too far gone as to not see sense. I have a feeling that somethings been building up inside her for quite some time. I believe if I can confirm my belief, I may be able to win back my father’s freedom before things get worse.”

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>>45315434

Ran’s face was a mask as far as reading her emotions went, her body language was no good either, with the tails ceasing their activity the only sign of what she thinking was gone. At least Aya and Totetsu were easier to read, though Hana wasn’t focusing on them at all, she could see Aya raise an eyebrow and Totetsu give one of her smirks. One of the two cats on Hana’s lap yawned and pawed at the air as it stretched, got up, and walked a few steps before licking itself.

The silence was broken quickly by Ran after she took a moment to consider her words, “I do not have long to talk with you” there was a softer side to her voice now, and instead the closed off posture she let her arms rest on her lap, “I can answer your questions to the best of my knowledge, but I am expected elsewhere soon.”

It almost threw Hana off, where just a moment ago her eyes were cold and analytical like a predator sizing up its prey; her eyes were now expressive along with her face, she almost looked pained as if some kind of guilt lurked in the back of her mind. She couldn’t spare much time to think about it and instead focused her mind on the task at hand, “Yakumo-san, I know that Yukari-san was once something like a friend of the family when I was a child. That said, father never really talked about how they first met, mother never talked about her at all if she could help it. For my first question: I want to know how long she’s known father.”

Ran was quick, a testament to her mind at how quickly she seemed to recall things, “Yukari-sama informs of things sporadically and only if she thinks I need to know, but I do know a few details she’s let loose. You know that the barrier is known to fluctuate, which has the side effect of sometimes allowing outsiders and materials to pass through.”

Hana nodded without interrupting and listened to Ran speak, “That is by design, Yukari-sama has a habit of allowing humans from the outside to cross, sometimes even taking them herself if there is a need.” Hana shifted on her cushion, soliciting a sound of annoyance from the cat on her lap, this was the first time she heard about this, “Those she takes are usually those who have given up on life, or those of villainous nature and were slated to end their own lives. Those are usually used to feed the various uncivilized youkai in order to keep them tame.”

Feeling a little sick at that statement Hana was going to open her mouth, but the nine-tailed kitsune was not done yet, “Not all of those she takes are for the purpose of sustaining the wild youkai, some are taken because they have talents that Yukari-sama wishes to bring into Gensokyo to enrich the life here.” Ran raised a finger up, “However, there has traditionally been another reason as to why she does so. There are certain humans that are foundational to the preservation of Gensokyo as a whole, such as the Hieda clan… and the Hakurei clan…”

Hana furrowed her brow, what was she trying to say? Still, Ran seemed intent on continuing, “No matter what those bloodlines must continue at all cost, sometimes a bottleneck occurs in in their lineage where through lack of interest or circumstance they cannot find a partner. In those cases, a mate must be carefully selected, and sourcing them from the outside world will ensure strong genetic makeup of the future child and strengthen the family as a whole. I do not believe he was aware of this, but Yukari-sama choose your father after careful selection and ensured that your father would eventually meet your mother on that spring day.”

All Hana could do was mouth a ‘what…?’ as she glanced at the others by her, Totetsu didn’t seem to have a great reaction, instead yawning and stretching her back. Aya’s was much more interested, though she didn’t speak up it was clear from how she leaned in that it was news to her as well. Hana tried to make sense of it, a strange feeling rising up in her belly as if there was a piece of the puzzle still missing.

Seeming like she was done, Hana mustered up the words from the air to speak, “So father… was chosen…?” Ran nodded, a look of guilt and pity flashed across her face, “I see… So even before he came here, she knew of him, it wasn’t just random that he arrived here…”

Ran gave Hana a moment, her mind was racing that feeling in her belly not going away, but she didn’t know how long it would be till Ran had to leave. Hana quickly blurted out her the next thing she needed, “Then, my second question: Why my father, why bring him here I mean?”

To that Ran thought for a moment, a frown forming on her face as she considered her words. Aya couldn’t help but listen intently as well, “There were a few criteria we selected for: Ambition, temperament, ethics, interests, and looks to name a few. Anon-san passed those criteria, so we observed him for a time along with other candidates.”

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>>45315441

So, her father was only one of a few, the one that passed… It was a concerning thought to see how much influence Yukari had in her life just from that alone. Hana’s voice was grimmer than she intended as she asked, “Then, how was my father chosen above the others…?”

A complex expression was forming on Ran’s face, as her eyes shifted around side to side like she was piecing something together just as Hana was. Ran’s voice became softer now, like she was feeling out something in her own mind, “My role in the process was just busywork, finding the candidates, researching them, and compiling reports… It was Yukari-sama that had the final decision, and it was on her initiative that they be observed… Master had to be careful at that stage, it was important to not let even minor personality flaws and secrets be unknown.”

It was then that it finally clicked for Hana, the HSE, Yukari’s night visits with her, how she perverted her relationship with her father, and the way she played with Hana when she was trapped… Hana found her hands starting to sweat as she crossed her arms across her belly, “Thank you for answering my questions and… I think I have my answer now…”

Ran gazed at the face of Hana, her own face looked haunted by some previous memory, “I believe I’ve come to my own as well.”

Seeing that the most of the conversation was done for the first time Totetsu spoke up, for some reason the monster wearing human skin sighed and tapped Ran on the head using her spork, “I told you Ranni, don’t let it eat you up. Eating things is my job around here!”

They were friends…? Hana supposed it made sense as to why she was here then. Ran did lighten up at Totetsu’s jest waving away the spork and seeming unable to conceal a small smile, “Yes, you’re right. It’s not a thought I need weighing me down…”

Aya spoke up next, she turned to Hana. Despite the more easy-going mood the two across from them fostered her own face was still analytical. Aya’s voice was measured, but she could feel a tinge of concern, “Hana-san, what conclusion did you come too?”

Her words caught the attention of Ran and Totetsu who turned to face her, Hana realized it sounded idiotic now. Still, it was a gut feeling and one of the few good lessons her mother gave her was to trust her instincts. Hana addressed Aya but let her voice carry to the rest, “I… For awhile I thought it was a simple obsession, that Yukari-san had a simple… infatuation… with father.” Hana swallowed down spit and tried to collect her thoughts, “But now, I think its worse than that. I can’t tell you exactly why I believe it, but it’s a strong feeling I got that Yukari-san doesn’t just want father. She wants a family.”

[Anonymous No.]

Something a bit more serious for now, it should only be another chapter or two before Hanas set

[Anonymous No.]

>>45315434
>>45315441
>>45315449
I… can't believe I entirely forgot Mayohiga man. Would have the meet-ups there instead of the middle of fucking nowhere…
damn, nice conversation, Aya should be proud of her step-daughter for remaining calm and not jobbing in the presence of a mafia goat.
Finally, our Hana is seeing the full picture here, though that picture is a terrible one for her. Hope her resolve doesn't wave, and she gives in to Yukari just at the final stretch, but if she does, oh the catharsis that will be ending. Well, it's up to you, Hanaanon! Thanks for the chapters!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45315618
Lol, if Hana wants they kind of political campaign she can join Miko's political party after this whole ordeal is over.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45314809
this whole little side story was beautiful and I loved the way you handled Yams in this
she really felt like someone who absolutely loved her anon to death and would never stop loving him even though he was gone

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>>45274534
After washing up fully, Aya and Momiji quickly dressed the crow’s cut. It had re-opened while they were talking, which unfortunately coincided with Aya rinsing shampoo out of her hair. Only after they were certain that the bleeding stopped did they leave the bathroom, ensuring the mask wouldn’t agitate Aya’s cut. With just a few minutes before the HSE’s nightfall, Dolly brought Anon’s tea for the tengu. Momiji, surprised that a human knew how to use herbs from the mountain, savored her tea. Aya checked through her bag, loudly rifling through the toys she brought just for today.

“So Aya, what’s in the bag? Something special?” Anon was taking it easy, comfortable enough around Aya and familiar enough with Momiji to let his guard down.

Striking at this vulnerability, Aya put on a coquettish voice: “It’s something very special, alright. I’m sure Momiji-chan here will appreciate it too. After all, it’s something that becomes far more enjoyable with more people.”

Her innuendo was not lost on either of her companions. Momiji blushed, wondering if she had accidentally awoken something in Aya. Anon, on the other hand, had faith the tengu wouldn’t try to initiate a threesome the day after confessing her love for him. At the very least, she promised to ask consent first. “Before you go on, let me put Dolly to bed. She shouldn’t see or hear about mature activities.” The man picked up the little doll in one hand, heading towards the kitchen.

However, instead of allowing Anon to put her to bed, Dolly flew over to Momiji’s head and gave her a hug, nuzzling into her hair. Momiji patted the doll back, happy to say goodnight to her friend. From on top of her wolfy perch, the doll stared at Aya. Hesitantly, the crow walked forward and gave her the pat she was waiting for. Aya was surprised to find the doll nuzzle her palm for a bit before flying off to the kitchen.

“What’s so surprising? She really enjoyed cooking with you, you know.” Anon’s words turned in her head. It was very naive of the doll to just focus on the things she enjoyed instead of telling her keeper about the pills. Incredibly naive to trust the word of a tengu she only met today. Extremely naive to ask for cuddles from the tengu that considered kidnapping her.

Aya hoped against all common sense that the doll could stay that innocent in this cage.

While Dolly disappeared into a cupboard far from the bedroom, Momiji and Aya followed Anon. The lights were dimming, signaling the final stage of their experience. While Momiji was sweating bullets over entering Anon’s bed, Aya kept calm, carrying her bag with her. “So Anon, are you ready to have some fun on the bed tonight?”

“That depends. What did you have in mind?” He chose his words carefully. Answering with a question wasn’t clear consent, right?

The reporter was emboldened by his response. ‘Depends’ was practically an invitation! “You’ll see soon. Now, close your eyes and sit at the head of the bed. You too, Momiji. Don’t look until I tell you too.” The human and wolf complied. Momiji’s ears perked up as she listened to the crow tengu move around nightstands and candles, brightening the bed. When Aya unpacked her surprise, Momiji’s tail was wagging expectantly, whacking Anon in a steady rhythm. After a few minutes setting everything up, Aya sat down at the edge of the bed, ready to begin.

“Let’s play a game, Anon ~.” The human blinked, adjusting to the light. Laid out in front of him was a flat rectangular board surrounded by arches, ladders, small fences, even houses? The board was littered with pentagonal tiles, making it look very similar to shogi, just a bit… stranger.

Before he could say anything, Momiji bombarded the crow with questions: “Did you bring enough pieces for Savage Tengu rules? How about the landscape pieces for a Ravine game? Do you think there’s enough room to play ShadowInvaderRuleswiththeTengutilesetusingThreeDimensionalAerialAttackClauses—“

“That’s enough! We’re starting with human daishogi and then we’ll ease Anon into real Tengu daishogi. After all, we have all night to teach him!” Momiji’s eyes lit up as the two tengu discussed phrases completely foreign to the human regarding board games, much less shogi. Regardless, he couldn’t stop himself from being swept up in their pace. He was actually looking forward to having women in his room tonight.

(Part 53)

[Anonymous No.]

>>45316479
ayy, you're alive! Thought the skeleton had finally taken you! Nice to see ya around
>Aya brought a fucking TTRPG
I can't fucking believe not only you managed to insert this here, from a retard to another, you have my respects; but also made Aya and Momiji play it with the literal prostitute. Thank god they aren't virgins, or the bullying would be endless. Well, hyped to see the absolute clusterfuck that'll be an apparent casual player in Aya, a tryhard in Momiji and a complete newbie in Anon, those are always the best sessions
thanks for the chapter!

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>>45316479
Tengu warhammer, great Anon's pocket book will never survive the costs of this game, he'll lose more than he ever could've still stuck in the HSE.

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>>45316552
I had a blood glucose of 101 mg/dl one morning so I started exercising and fasting and couldn't really focus for a while. It really was just for one day since I went back down to a healthy range the day after, but I'd rather err on the side of caution. Next chapter will have to wait until after the holiday dream2.

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>>45316718
>The implications of my post
I don't have the Brimley disease (yet), just trying to avoid it as long as possible. It was great encouragement to stop being a lazy fuck.

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>>45316754
>>45316718
damn, that's tough, hope you aren't claimed by Gensokyo before 2025 (when we start preparations for the solstice)
>It was great encouragement to stop being a lazy fuck.
happy for you man, stay /fit/!

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>>45316479
So tengu shogi is just wargames, I hope Aya brought enough dice

[Anonymous No.]

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

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

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

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Smaller post then I usually do for tonight. Apologies if it feels like I'm lagging behind everyone else and forcing themselves to stall for time. The drive just kinda comes and goes for me. Sometimes I just don't write anything at all despite having nothing else to do for the entire day. This storyline isn't even that big compared to some of the other ITT but it still takes me a month to get anywhere idk why that is

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>>45317964
>It had been a couple days since Lemontene accidentally found out about Mima’s revival & befriended the shut-in scientist Asakura Rikako and her janitorial robot.
I never read any of these posts of HSE so I just started laughing when I saw this sentence, what the fuck is going here

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318080
turn back, now…
… or face the terrible consequences of your actions: >>45272839

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>>45317964
>It reeked of a strange anger & vitriol. One that'd been brewing for a while.
can't believe the fairies are about to launch a war against the HSE just because they're not allowed to enter…
>spoiler
can understand, having the drive to write is hard, especially when it loops with the "I feel like I'm lagging behind everyone else", it's really hard…
My best tip and what I always do when facing that conundrum is simply to sit down and write. Don't think "What should I do now? Where should I take my characters?" That'll take your focus away. Just write, be it a sentence, which will then weave together into another one and then another one and so on. It's like that in every form of art, be writing, painting, building and so on, the best way to overcome a creative block is to return to basics and DO THE THING.
hope it helps, I love the Tene pieces, they're (no pun intended) a refreshment between ultra-Chen-Yuuka-Suzu-fluff/Hana and Aya's autism/Keine the Doom Slayer/Hammer Kasen Torture/Goro and Seija's affront to nature/Yukari's even more affront to nature.
Thanks for them!

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>>45318080
https://youtu.be/GniRsw4siPs

[Anonymous No.]

>>45317964
Cute 'Tene story.

>spoiler
As a writefag who writes almost everyday I can tell you that sometimes it is hard to put finger to keyboard. Mostly motivation can be lacking, especially on days where i'm just tired and doing other shit. Or drinking.

It can be something I have to force myself to do since each story generally takes an hour of time by the time i'm hitting submit, but its a hobby first and formost. I write because I enjoy it, at first it was a form of therapy and a way to channel my problems, now it's something I do as a way to relax. If you don't enjoy it that much then simply find something else to do, I don't mean that in a mean way.

You just enjoy what you enjoy and find a way to make it productive instead of time wasting. Also, don't worry about holding everyone up, I'm the one doing that by making my fic way to long and trying to cover too much ground. I'm fucking 87 posts in with just one storyline alone, not including one offs and smaller storylines. If I could i'd write at least 30 more before I end it just to cover all the relationship building I want to do.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318080
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here

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>>45315618
>Hope her resolve doesn't wave, and she gives in to Yukari just at the final stretch
Haha... Yeah, nothing bad like that will happen... not to Hana! Nope, not her. She'd never make a bargain like that with the Yamuko devil herself...!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318080
leave. Save yourself.
>t. guy who wrote about 80+ plus chapters out of the 500 chapters this story has

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318346
>becomes daughterwife to the literal devil
>fixes her
so she's not even chained by stereotypes? What a broken power...

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318387
There is only one thing Hana would lose too, her fathers cock. In that sense, Hana is a Mary Sue of the worst kind.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318439
part of growing up is understand to let go of some things. Hana will let go of her father's cock, and will cope everyday by fucking her mother and her two dogs

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318526
Truly she is a womanchild to rival Marisa "it's a magician uniform" kirisame.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45318526
Hana Yakumo will only be sated till every egg in her body has been fertilized by her father. And not a second sooner

[Anonymous No.]

>>45263604
I wonder if this still rings true.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45319929
>I wonder if this still rings true.
you forgot to quote?

[Anonymous No.]

good morning, beautiful people! What are you guys thinking of writing today? Finished Chen, so will be writing a Keine and Kasen piece for the new thread

[Anonymous No.]

>>45321229
Cleaned up the graph a little, as always I"ll take suggestions, busy day today hosting thanksgiving so I won't be able to update it today though.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45321616
thanks for the update as always
>busy day today hosting thanksgiving so I won't be able to update it today though.
have a great time, ameribro!

[Anonymous No.]

not being from the US I've genuinely thought it was thanksgiving every day for the last three days

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>>45321777
holidays preparations are always like that
here where I live they prepare for February's carnival for the entire fucking month
there's even a saying that goes—"The year doesn't start until carnival's done"
it's annoying as fuck

[Anonymous No.]

Finished the flowchart and resume of the thread, will bake the new thread when I get home
See ya later

[Anonymous No.]

>>45307277
hey, it's okay if I use Suzu in the Keine chapter? Figured would ask, so I don't get in the way of your plans!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45321777
it do be how it is, when you're prepping for thanks giving its gonna be a feast for your entire extended family. Lot of prepwork to do, and mental prep since you'll be eating turkey for at least two weeks into the future

[Anonymous No.]

>>45323085
Sure, I don't mind.

[Anonymous No.]

>>45322352
we hit 10, you gonna bake or should I?

[Anonymous No.]

>>45323425
I've baked the last ones, so you may do it now, arigathanks!

[Anonymous No.]

>>45323215
thanks!

[Anonymous No.]

Time?
Do be
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>>45324060
>>45324060