Chapter 1: Arrival in Gensokyo
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Chapter 1
Tokyo is the same as it has been these past three hundred years, crowded, cramped, but wonderful in its own way, new construction may be done, and the faces may change, but what makes Tokyo... Tokyo has never changed.
Not to you anyway.
It is a city of dreamers, thieves, and opportunists.
In other words... Humans, it opens its door wide for those willing to do what it takes to claim their desires, though it has a tendency of leading those blind to its dangers to unfortunate ends.
Unfortunately the city has nothing for you anymore, not for your kind.
Youkai have been leaving the city for years, either walking the way, or boarding the trains.
You didn’t board the first train the Gap Master sent out, there was a mass exodus of Youkai, the forgotten, but you stayed behind, you were fond of this city, and its people.
That was 1947.
Every ten years another invitation would be sent out, giving promise of a paradise, this “Gensokyo”, and every time more of us would leave, by 1994 there was hardly any left to board the trains.
It wasn’t until most children couldn’t even see you that you decided to leave.
The year is 2017.
- - -
You clutch the ticket in your hand as you enter the train station, busy as always with people bumping into each other and rushing about, lost within their own mental schedules. At least you’re not out of place, slicked back black hair, a nice business suit, you’d look like a model salary man.
That would be of course if they could even see you.
You head through the station to the designated loading station, there are a few Youkai here already, waiting patiently for the train to “paradise”.
Compared to the first exodus there are hardly more than a dozen, and at that mostly Tsukumogami, a rose haired woman dressed in a white coat is chatting amicably with a violet haired woman carrying a biwa.
This could almost pass off as normal, if not for the drum set floating behind the red haired woman, and that would certainly get attention.
Though once again, nobody can see them.
Beyond an errant child trying to point out the mysterious flying object to his over stressed parent, nobody pays them mind.
You sit down on a nearby bench and choose to people watch until the train arrives. The tsukumogami couples are joined by another, with light brown hair carrying a koto.
No matter, you suppose if they are new arrivals they’ll be just as lost as you are in this supposed paradise.
You look at the ticket in your hand, a golden colored, paper slip, with purple trimming; it bears little more than directions to the station and your name and species. Ayumu, fox spirit. It gives precious little information about you, but that is in itself by design. For the moment however you have precious little to do while you wait.
Your eyes drift over to the tsukumogami down the way, and a small smile comes across your face. You give yourself a quick look over. Your black business suit sits all tight and proper, with a dark red tie running down it, matching your eyes. No jewelry... not in your line of work at least, besides a simple golden ring on your right ring finger, a memento of sorts from your father.
Alright... Now just head on over, hands on your pockets as you do so casually, passing through a group of businessmen in the process. As you get closer you pick up on the conversation they are having.
The brown-haired girl waves her arms wildly as she speaks. “I heard there are dragons! Big as mountains flying through the air!" Your ears twitch. She's so excited that she's lost her volume control it seems. "It’s got to be the coolest thing! I can’t want to see it!”
The violet-haired girl giggles and gives the other girl an affectionate pat on the head. “I’m sure they do, and we’ll find out together, okay?”
You give a small cough, holding up your ticket prominently. The two girls turn around, regarding you with a measure of pleasant surprise, breaking out into smiles as they pull out tickets of their own.
“Hello,” you say, bowing slightly, "My name is Ayumu, I take it by your tickets you’re on the train to paradise as well?” You put on your best smile as you straighten up.
It's honestly been awhile since you've seen other Youkai.
The red haired woman looks up from reading what appears to be a pamphlet, giving a smile to match your own. "I am Horikawa Raiko, pleased to make your acquaintance," she replies with a curt bow. There's a certain character to her voice that caresses your ear. Musical in tone perhaps.
The other two bow in perfect sync, like some sort of choreographed move. "Tsukumo Benben," says the violet-haired girl.
"And I'm Yatsuhashi!" chirps the brown-haired girl. She throws her arm around Benben, pulling her into a tight hug, much to her visible discomfort. "Me and Benben are sisters!"
“And, yes, we are headed to Gensokyo,” Raiko adds still smiling, looking fondly at the two sisters.
"That's good then, always nice to have company." You hold out a hand to shake and she takes it eagerly. "Could you tell me more about Gensokyo perhaps? I'm afraid I hardly know more than rumor myself." You ask.
"Ah, well, I do-" She starts speaking only to be cut off by a brown blur shoving itself in front of her.
The brown blur is, of course, Yatsuhashi. “It’s really beautiful! There are dragons and sky turtles and... and lots of other cool stuff!” she declares excitedly, her eyes shining with an almost childlike eagerness. You can’t help but smile at her excitability.
Raiko shrugs her shoulders, laughing at Yatsuhashi's enthusiasm. “Beyond things like that, I am afraid I cannot tell you more. We've only recently come into being ourselves."
"Oh? Newly created? That's rare these days."
Raiko shrugs her shoulders again. "Yes, we came into being about a month ago all together, to be honest I couldn't tell you how."
"Well, welcome to the world then I guess, here's hoping you find a nice life for yourselves in Gensokyo."
- - -
You spend the next half hour or so just making small talk, you don't talk too much about yourself, but Yatsuhashi tells you plenty about them.
They were informed about Gensokyo and got information from a super friendly Tanuki with odd glasses.
Yatsuhashi's descriptions are unique to say the least, though you suppose she is still a child of sorts.
She couldn't tell you more about this Tanuki beyond that, a worker for Yukari? Or just the odd helpful raccoon.
As for Raiko, she seems to be acting as a mother figure to the two other Youkai, they are all technically the same age, but she is the most mature of the group.
Not to mention she appears visibly older as well.
Benben for her part mostly keeps to herself, idly plucking the strings of her instrument as she listens to the chatter.
Soon enough, the train arrives at one of the older platforms, a nearly abandoned one that takes a bit of walking to get to. The train itself looks no different from any of the other bullet trains around it in the station.
The only real marking on the train itself is a large purple eye on the side of it, and a band of the same color wrapping around. It has no number markers or information besides.
You eye the train itself with a bit of trepidation. No markings are to be expected since this isn’t an official train. Still, something about that eye makes you nervous. It seems to be looking at you wherever you turn your head. Of course, your nervousness is all compounded by the fact that this is, quite literally, your ride to a new life.
You take a deep breath. This isn't any time to be worrying. It's far too late for that at this point, and this is your last chance to board before...
You shake your head and take a look back over your shoulder at the city you've called home for a very long time now.
You'll miss it, most definitely, but there isn't anything here for you anymore.
"Something wrong?" Miss Horikawa asks, bringing you out of your musings.
You turn back to look at her, she's looking at you curiously. "Ah... No it's nothing, just lost in some thoughts."
"Well, then, let's get going!" She says happily.
Putting your worries aside, you follow Horikawa and the Tsukumogami up to the platform. As you step aboard the train, you spot several other youkai getting on, some you didn’t see in the lobby.
Maybe they were waiting somewhere else in the station.
Horikawa hurriedly glances at her ticket and then up at the seat numbers, slapping her self on the forehead. "Gah! Looks like we're in a completely different cabin." She shrugs again. "I guess this is where we say goodbye, then, Ayumu."
"No worries. I'm sure we'll see each other on the other side." You say with a small smile.
She chuckles. "Maybe. Just look for the floating drum set and you should be good." She starts walking down the cabin, throwing an arm up in a lazy wave.
"Bye-bye, Ayumu!" Yatsuhashi yells before her sister pulls her off the car and into the next one. You return the wave and watch as they move on the platform through the windows.
With no one left to talk to, you find your way to your cabin. You immediately notice something different from other trains as soon as you open the door. It’s remarkably clean inside... nearly spotless, in fact.
The trains you used to have to take for various “business meetings” were usually stinking of refuse, and looked the part as well. The doors close behind you, and you quickly scan the row numbers for your seat. As luck would have it you're pretty close to the front of the car, so it's not particularly hard to find.
As you move down the row to your seat, it becomes apparent that you actually have a seat-mate: a young woman wearing a rather long dress, it’s a long white cloth over a red skirt, topped off with what appears to be a scarf with a ruby clasp.
She doesn't pay you much mind as you sit down next to her. It looks like she's engrossed in a magazine, her eyes fixed on the pages as she slowly, quietly flips through them. You'd say something, but you're not sure if it's a good idea to interrupt her or not.
Come to think of it you didn't see her enter either, so this train must be making the rounds. You do suppose you have time to kill, and while curiosity did kill the cat, satisfaction brought it back.
You get back up and head through the back doors of the cabin, the doors automatically opening as you approach, leading into a small divider between the cabins, walking further you enter the next cabin. A quick glance confirms that as far as amenities are concerned it's the same, however there are at least other occupants here, though still sparse, there are a couple sitting in seats, some together, some alone.
As you start to move further ahead the door on the opposite sides open, revealing a young woman, the first thing you notice about her is her striking blue hair out from which stick two fins, the second being she's slowly pushing herself in on a wheelchair.
She slowly wheels herself into the cabin and parks behind a seat, glancing between the seat and her chair, she lets out a brief huff of annoyance before starting to slide herself from one seat to the next. With some noted difficulty as she briefly loses her grip and the chairs separate, leaving her awkwardly holding herself up.
You quickly hurry over and grasp the wheelchair, she blinks briefly in surprise before glancing at you.
“Please, allow me ma'am.”
A smile replaces her brief owlish look as she nods and uses the now braces wheelchair to slide herself into the seat. She then slides the rest of the way to the window and lays across the seat like one might on a couch, you notice that the leg portion of the kimono is buttoned and closed, almost turned into a sealed bag.
Your not quite sure what the explanation for that state of dress is, but it does certainly explain the necessity of the wheelchair.
She gets situated before looking back at you again.
“Thank you kind sir, can you please move the wheelchair closer?” She asks with a melodic tune to her voice. Perhaps a singer?
You dutifully move the wheelchair until it's pressing against the seat, as you prepare to ask if she perhaps would like you to store it somewhere she snaps her fingers, with a series of popping sounds you watch as the wheelchair folds itself until almost the size of a hand purse, which she deftly grabs from the air and stuffs into her sash.
She briefly bows her head towards you.
“Thank you once again kind sir, I'm afraid I'm not quite used to the wheelchair.” She admits somewhat bashfully. A slight blush dusting her cheeks.
You smile it away, stating that you were simply helping someone who looked like they needed assistance.
“Well then I thank you for being able to assist at the very least.” She states with a giggle.
After a brief pause she states,
“Please, won't you sit? I'm afraid we might be getting moving soon and I would truly enjoy a bit of gossip during the ride.” She asks you with a smile and tilt of her head.
You see no reason to disagree, company always speeds up travel, and you doubt how few passengers on board they care about assigned seating.
“I would be delighted to share in your company.” You smile and sit down in the seat across from her.
“I appreciate it.” She states with a smile and slight nod of her head.
“Oh!” She gasps, covering her mouth. “How terribly rude of me, my name is Wakasagi!” She nearly shouts it out through her covered mouth, it’s rather adorable actually.
“It’s quite alright, my name is Ayumu.” You state, grinning a little. “You were a bit distracted at the time.”
She smiles back. “So do you know anything of Gensokyo?”
You shake your head. “I’m afraid I’ve never been, though beyond Lady Yukari, I can admit I’ve never met someone from there to ask, as far as I’m aware, once you go it’s notably difficult to come back.”.
“Still, I’ve heard it’s quite pleasant, I’m afraid the only thing that held me back from going was prior obligations.” You admit.
“Oh?” She almost looks disappointed, “forgive me but I was hoping to learn a little before I arrive. I’m afraid I was made to go due to some... Difficulties. She states looking away. I do hope it is nice enough, though I suppose anyone wishes that of their new home,” she admits.
“Sorry to disappoint, still, if it makes you feel any better, it supposedly accommodates all forms of youkai, so it shouldn’t be any major problem. “
“Furthermore I’m sure Lady Yukar-“ You get cutoff by a loud voice.
“The train will now be departing, please stay in your seats for the duration of the journey.“A pleasant female voice states over the intercom.
Well, you suppose that’s that then, the train starts lurching forward as it leaves the station, quickly picking up speed as the landscape of Tokyo starts to pass by you.
“I’m sorry you were saying?” She states with a small giggle.
“Ah… yes as I was saying I’m sure lady Yukari keeps things in order well enough. Though I am curious how they keep order.” You admit, honestly quite curious the more you think about it.
As you finish the sentence a purple light washes over the cabin, the entirety of the inside is awash in purple glowing light, and the outside of the window has turned from the outskirts of Tokyo into a black void.
“Oh… oh my.” Wakasagi has shrunken back against her seat, staring at the void.
Eyes start appearing on the black, glancing around before locking on the train, and just as it started the light and eyes fade away, revealing a green, verdant landscape.
“We are now in Gensokyo, please collect your belongings and watch your steps exiting the train.” States the PA again.
Well, that was certainly an… interesting way to travel.
Wakasagi has quickly recovered from the shock it appears, as she has her face nearly pressed up against the glass as she stares in wonderment at the passing landscape.
You have to admit… the view is breathtaking, rolling hills mark the landscape, while in a distance you can see a mountain that dominates the landscape covered in trees.
As the train continues moving the view gradually shifts from hills and trees, to farmland, to finally country houses. You spot people milling about working the fields or moving around town, though at these speeds it’s impossible to tell if they are Youkai or not.
The train starts gradually slowing down until it comes to a complete stop. You can hear the pneumatics working as the doors open.
You suppose this is your stop. You quickly get up and start to head out of the train, thanking Wakasagi for the company. She confirmed that while she appreciated it she didn’t believe she’d have near the same difficulties getting off the train.
- - -
The smell is the first thing that hits you. While you’ve been to the country before, rather hard not to being as old as you are, it’s been a long time since it’s been this… fresh. You glance around the platform taking in the sights.
The platform itself is made of wood, in rather stark contrast to the almost blindingly white metal train parked next to it, with a simple tin roof to cover it.
Several youkai are milling about the platform, most of them in groups, having traveled together, though you don’t see Raiko or the two sisters anywhere nor do you see your former seatmate come to think of it.
Through the exit of the station itself you can see a dirt path leading to a village off in the distance, mostly made up of wooden buildings as well. Next to the exit are three booths, each proudly proclaiming… religions? One stall is being managed by a Buddhist woman with rather… okay to be honest in most of the districts you worked in this hair might be startling, but in a place like this, gradient purple hair really sticks out.
Next to it is a stall being manned by apparently a Shinto girl, with a fair more normal hair color of blond, though what makes it rather is odd two dog ears sticking out of her head, a dog youkai?
And finally one stall manned by a teenage girl with bright green hair, preaching about some mountain gods of some sort, you wonder if it has any connection to that mountain you saw on the way over.
All three are offering to various youkai places of rest while they get settled, though it may not be as friendly as it appears, the woman with gradient hair and the woman with dog ears keep sending glares each other’s way.
How very interesting…
Chapter 2: Moriya
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You’d rather not get involved with either of the two groups that look like they are about to come to blows however, so with little thought you start to wander over to the stand manned by the young girl with green hair. It is of simple wooden construction, appearing handmade, above which hangs a sign.
Moriya Shrine
All Welcome!
As you approach you can hear the young woman shouting excitedly, though you notice she doesn't have anyone really listening to her or hanging around the stall, whether that is due to excitability, or the on closer inspection rather shoddy construction of her display is up for debate, either way you press onwards.
“All Youkai and Travelers welcome to the Moriya Shrine! Food and Board available in exchange for work!” she shouts over the din.
Ah, that would explain that at least, the other shrines appear to be housing people without the extra condition, still, a little work never hurt anybody and you walk up to the booth.
“We can guarantee protection and peaceful living in exchange for work and faith!” she shouts once again, glancing around, not seeming to have noticed your approach.
“Oo... who am I kidding...” the girl slumps her shoulders behind the stall.
You are now standing in front of the stall, where she seems not to have noticed you, she seems rather exhausted, perhaps she's been here awhile...
You gently rap on the wood in front of her, startling her from her moping.
“Good morning ma'am... I'm afraid I'm rather new in town, could you tell me about your shrine?”
You seemed to have breathed the life back into her as she clasps her hands in front of herself bowing slightly. “Yes! I am Kochiya Sanae! I represent the wonderful Moriya Shrine, headed by the mighty and venerable Kanako Yasaka and the kind and wise Suwako Moriya!“
Two gods?
“We seek to aid those new to Gensokyo, we will provide food and housing in return for honest labor!”
“What form of labor?” you ask.
“Tending to the temple and assisting the shrine maidens in their tasks, we are constantly expanding and so require help in our mission to provide safety and lodging to travelers and those in need of shelter! Along with repairing some.... slight battle damage. “ She states, glancing to the side slightly.
“Battle damage?“ you ask, concern creeping into your voice.
“Yes, I'm afraid that in her... godly duties lady Kanako has to fight miscreants and those seeking to do harm, unfortunately that can be at the expense of the building. Nothing major I assure you!“ She crouches down behind the stall and quickly produces a stack of pamphlets, handing one to you. You give it a glance.
It's mostly the same things she just spoke about, though it does go into greater detail on some things, namely that you do not need to worship the gods in question, doing repairs and labor provides faith as is, in exchange you will receive full meals and lodging in the shrine itself.
Not a bad deal all things considered, though you must wonder what could have possibly have happened to go after labor so aggressively, to the point where it's part of their pitch. The other stalls have many more people milling about them, in fact you are the only person anywhere near this stall.
“If you wish to come with me I will be leaving in a half hours time!” She states excitedly. Giving you the biggest smile you've seen in weeks.
While it certainly wasn’t the best sales pitch, any shelter sounds good at the moment, and you’d rather not get in between two apparently rival shrines.
“I would be delighted to come with you, Miss Sanae.” You say gratefully.
She goes stock still, standing there with her hands still clasped together. The smile from before frozen on her face.
Then all at once, life springs back into her.
“Yes!” she hops up and down, hands in the air. “You will absolutely not regret this!” you watch with amusement as she’s jumping around like a child who was just given the pony they’ve always wanted.
She catches herself after a moment and gives a sheepish smile. “Sorry, I’ve been out here awhile, you’re the first person who has been interested.”
You chuckle. “It’s quite alright, where is this shrine located?”
“Did you see the mountain as you came in?” You nod.
“It’s at the peak”.
Your eyes widen, “that’s…. quite the distance.”
She waves her hand. “It’s okay! We had the kappa install an aerial tram to the top of the mountain.”
Ah… that’s helpful you suppose, still, not quite sure how they expect people to make that journey regularly. Who knows, maybe the other shrines are flying or something equally inconvenient.
You mill about watching the passersby for the next half hour or so, nothing of particular note happening, waiting for the time to close shop as it were. The sun is just beginning to set on the horizon when you hear Sanae call your name. Come to think of it, wasn't it morning when you left? Either you've traveled longer than you thought or time works differently here.
You turn to look at her, she's waving to you from the stall, a backpack slung around her shoulders, you can see the pamphlets inside weighing down the bag quite a bit, though she doesn't appear to be struggling with it.
“Don't you need to disassemble the stall?” You ask, wondering how she planned on moving all the material.
“Workers from the village will be coming to deconstruct the station tomorrow morning,” she replies sounding somewhat relieved.
Nodding, you follow her out of the station, which at this point had almost entirely cleared out except for a few stragglers, you do notice you are the only one following Sanae out. She pops her shoulders and gives a sigh of relief as she gets into the clearing behind the station, turning to smile at you.
“We have about a 40 minute walk to the tram from here,” she states pointing towards the large forest in front of the mountain. You nod and start walking behind her, making your way to the large forest. Glancing around as you do so, while the village you'd guess is a good mile or two from the station, it is still quite active out here, you can spot several farmhouses lining the road towards the mountain, most in rather poor condition, but still inhabited.
“So the humans live outside of their village as well?” You ask.
“Some do, most don't, those out here who require the extra land to feed the village have protection treaties with the local Tengu communities, for a share of the crop the farms remain protected.” Sanae explains.
That's rather progressive, you thought all humans would be huddled in the village from what you had heard, while you don't doubt the ability of Youkai and Humans to coexist, you'd expect them to be a bit less friendly out here in the 'wild' so to speak.
There certainly weren't any Tengu anymore in Tokyo.
- - -
The farmland quickly fades away to forest as you leave the confines as the human domain, It's less of a hike than you expected, as the path is clear cut and easy to navigate, Sanae walking it with confidence. A good half hour has passed since you started walking, most of it in relatively peaceful silence Sanae having seemed to have zoned out as she started walking the way towards the mountain, the path is gradually sloping upwards as it cuts through the trees, you haven't seen any sign of habitation beyond the path since you entered the forest.
Then, as if someone decided to start playing the sound again, you can hear the crashing of a waterfall as you round a bend, and in a clearing ahead you can see a massive waterfall pouring down from high in the mountain, forming a large lake. The forest breaking around it.
Your eyes widen as you see your first glimpse of civilization since entering the forest. A small stone building sits near the lake, based around a large platform holding a tram, the cables running up the mountain. Which even from here is a good thousand feet above to its peak.
But what really catches your eye is some young women by the lake, apparently wasting the time away fishing by the shore, talking amicably among themselves, seemingly not noticing or not caring about your presence.
Slightly befuddled you ask, “are they members of the shrine?”
“Hmm?” Sanae seems to break out of the trance she has been in for the past while as she walked the path, and gives a quick glance over, “oh no, those are some of the local Kappa who help maintain the tram." She states somewhat tiredly as you enter the stone structure.
Barring a few benches and an empty desk, it's barren, and Sanae quickly shuffles through it towards the tram. She quickly boards it and drops her bag near the door, rubbing her shoulders as she collapses on one of the seats near the window, the tram itself wouldn't look out of place in the 1960's, but seems built sturdily enough.
You grab the seat in the opposite aisle and stare out the window as the tram starts moving with a jerk and a hiss, slowly moving its way up the mountain.
Watching the sun you'd suppose you'd still have about an hours worth of sunlight left as you look over the forest, while you couldn't see them from the ground from up here you can see breaks and clearings in the forest where there are structures, some appearing to be small villages or trading posts from the looks of things, and farther in the distance you can see a deep valley to the west of the mountain in the forest. Inside of which is what appears to be an entire town. It's well lit even from here, though you can't make anything in particular out.
You turn to ask Sanae about it, but amusingly it seems she's already dozing off. Your not quite sure what she's had to deal with today, but it seems to have taken quite a lot out of her. Smiling, you return to gazing out the window.
...You don't think Gensokyo will be so bad after all.
- - -
After a couple minutes the tram slows to a stop as you approach the peak, finally jolting to a rest at another stone structure mirroring the one at the lake down below. Sanae, apparently revitalized by the brief rest, hops to her feet and grabs her bag before heading out.
“We're here!” She shouts joyfully, less directed at you and more the world if the volume is of any indication.
You glance out the door and see what you can only imagine to be Moriya Shrine.
Large wooden pillars struck into the earth, binding ropes wrapped around them, easily a hundred feet high surround a large wooden temple complex, regal and imposing all at once, this is far more than any minor shrine you might find out in the countryside. A deity lives here.
Cobblestone lines the path from the tram to the temple, and you follow behind Sanae, who seems to have a bit of an extra spring in her step as she approaches it.
As you approach the torii gate, you can see more clearly inside, besides the large main shrine building, there are several smaller structures, either housing or sub shrines you can't tell from here, you can see with some alarm that one of them is completely bifurcated by one of the pillars rammed straight through it, though shorter than the rest of the pillars, it was clearly heavy enough to almost completely split the structure.
You notice as well there are several of the pillars sticking out of the roof of the shrine building itself large holes and cracks in the structure abound. You are really hoping these are decorative art pieces and not what she meant by “battle damage”.
Before you can progress further with that line of thought however, one of the side buildings doors slam open.
Stepping from it is a very tall regal woman wearing a red and black dress, a large circular rope floating behind her, she easily dwarfs Sanae as she approaches.
Sanae quickly bows low.
“Good evening, Lady Kanako.”
The woman now dubbed Kanako however pays her no mind as she looks at you, quirking a single eyebrow.
If the shrine maiden bows at someone, it’s generally good form to bow as well. You mirror her bow, eyes on the floor. Several tense seconds pass before the woman speaks up, her voice deep and rumbling, as if of the mountain itself.
“Welcome traveler, you stand in presence of the goddess of this shrine. I am Kanako Yasaka, goddess of War. Rise.”
You rise up and return your gaze to her, she is now within a foot or two and is quite literally staring down at you, the woman must be about six and a half feet tall.
“I bid thee welcome to the Moriya shrine, rejoice and be merry for your long journey is over!” she spreads her arms out to the sides gesturing to the shrine around her.
“ From the far mountain I have watched thy approach to seek supplication and shelter, once again rejoice, for I am a generous godd- “
Her pontificating comes to an abrupt halt, as a shrill whistle being the only warning, a large metal ring slams into her spine, sending her sprawling on the ground.
She’s spread out on the ground, you step back alarmed, when the ground bursts from beneath where she was standing. Hopping out is by far one of the strangest people you’ve ever seen in your life. A young woman in robes crouching on the ground above the hole she popped out of. Topped off with a large straw hat with what appears to be toy eyes attached to it.
The young woman grins smugly at Kanako, then turns to look at you.
“Forgive ‘er, she has issues talking like ah normal person sometimes.” Her voice is bright and peppy. “Welcome to the Moriya shrine, I’m Suwako Moriya, goddess of war and curses.” She sticks out a hand for you to shake, which you manage to collect yourself enough to do so.
“So….” She asks, rocking back and forth on her heels. “Whatcha doing here?”
“I….I came with Miss Sanae, I am here to do labor for the shrine in return for shelter?” you trail off glancing at the twitching goddess laying on the ground.
“Ahaaaah,” she trails off while a smile on her face, her eyes widening with amusement.
“Good! Good! We need some help ‘round here, ‘fraid ol’ beanstalk here gets a bit punchy.” She states while chuckling and poking the prone goddess.
“Speaking a which.” She dives out of the way as a large wooden pillar shoots down in the ground where she was standing. Laughing maniacally as she tumbles across the field.
The ground starts trembling as Kanako raises herself up, glaring at Suwako, her Onibashira behind her spinning wildly as large wooden pillars raise themselves around her, aiming directly at the other goddess.
Then, with a whimpering sound from Sanae, the battle began, her face falling into her hands.
- - -
A good five minutes later you think you can understand what was causing the ‘battle damage’. Luckily the only major damage is holes in the ground and some knocked over fences. Both goddesses are worse for the wear, though nothing more major than scratches or bruises which are already healing.
Perhaps the most surprising thing is they are perfectly friendly with each other now, laughing and joking with each other as you survey the damage.
At least it doesn’t look like they were trying to kill each other.
“Welcome again to the Moriya shrine.” Suwako speaks up. “Hope ya don’t mind the mess, ah’ll show ya to your room while Sanae gets dinner started.”
She pulls herself up and motions for you to follow her.
You walk into the interior of the temple which despite what you might expect, is in relatively good condition, besides the obvious signs that people live here. Suwako leads you down a side corridor past a large garden on the side of the building. Finally reaching the end of the corridor where a solitary door is set into the wall, the first actual door you’ve seen since entering the temple.
She yanks it open, revealing what appears to have once been an old storage room, some boxes in the corners and windows near the ceiling, a table and futon have been set up in the center, it’s clean at least.
“Sorry, we had a rather short notice you were coming.” She admits sounding a bit bashful.
“It’s quite alright, I’m grateful that you granted me shelter.”
She snickers, “well ain't you a gentleman, dinner will be ready in the main room in about twenty minutes if ya wanna get unpacked.”
A small smile falls onto her face.
“Other than that, welcome and thanks for signin’ up, Sanae needed the help.”
And with that she turns and leaves you to your business.
You empty your pockets onto the table, beyond your wallet and your phone you haven’t brought anything with you, though you figure you’ll need toiletries.
In the meantime you don’t really have anything to unpack, and you have a little bit of time to kill, you think you've already seen everything the room has to offer, simple and modest, it may take some work but you can definitely find comfort here, anything beats an alley in downtown Tokyo.
You pocket your phone and wallet and head back out of the room into the corridor, the last grasps of sunlight are reaching through the windows past the garden, giving everything a deep orange and purple glow. Twilight.
As you wander down the corridor you can glance through some cracks in the paper walls to see other storerooms mostly filled with boxes like yours was, you have honestly what they need all of them for, most of them are still sealed, those opened you cannot see inside of stacked on high, and you'd feel rude to pry.
Exiting the corridor into the main room once again, no longer following Suwako you can take a better look at your surroundings, it's certainly large and ornate, proud wooden carvings of snakes and frogs decorate the main temple hall, two garguantan snakes flanking the main altar in the center, where cast in the orange glow of twilight you can just make out incense burning.
Hanging proudly above the altar is a large painting, depicting the two goddesses from before, though unlike what you've seen so far, this is positively regal and mesmerizing. Their hair and the fall leaves almost seeming to move in the fading light, casting a sense of divinity and the supernatural.
- - -
Turning away you continue through the main room in the opposite direction, into what appears to be another corridor though unlike the last one this has most of its doors open, and instead of a garden, the windows are overlooking several smaller structures.
Walking down the corridor you move past a pantry and what seems to be a small living area complete with mats and couches, inside of which is Suwako sitting on a chair, idly flicking channels on a...
TV?
That... was certainly one of the last things you expected to find since leaving Tokyo, much less a temple of all things, but she's idly sitting there, palm in her hand as she flicks between stations not out of place on any tv in Japan.
She gives a brief glance towards you as you stick your head into the room. Before waving with a smile and turning her head back to the television.
You head onwards through the corridor, which branches off to the right and left, though ahead is an open doorway, which going by the smell you suppose leads into the kitchen. A peek inside shows Sanae diligently working on some sort of rice dish, having traded in her shrine maidens outfit for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, complete with a white apron adorned with a frog and snake pattern.
She notices you as soon as you walk in, smiling brightly and attempting a wave before realising her hands are full. She settles for a nod instead.
“Good evening Ayumu, was the room to your liking?” she asks, not distracted from the task in front of her as she works on some form of grilled meat to go with the rice.
“Yes, it was more than enough, I appreciate it.” You say honestly.
A question pops into your out and is out of your lips before you could catch it.
“I've noticed your cooking dinner, and right after picking up the grounds a little too, don't you have the other shrine maidens to help you?” you ask, rather concerned the girl was working herself to death.
She jolts, the stirring spoon almost falling into the pot as she stirs it, and turns to you quickly.
“Oh! They are.... away!” she says, in a tone that shows someone to be a rather poor liar.
“They are out doing mission work across the land, and wont be back for quite some time.” She states with a slight cracking tone to her voice, and you have a feeling it would perhaps be best not to pry on the matter further.
“Oh... I see, would you perhaps like some help?” you offer.
“No!” she shouts.
She clasps her hand over her mouth. “I mean... no that's fine, you are for tonight a guest, you've had a long trip and should rest, please, I can handle dinner.” She states rapidly, turning back to the pot and stirring up a frenzy.
“Alright, thank you once again for having me.” You say as you slink out of the room.
- - -
To the right and left of the junction are nothing but short corridors with closed doors, wooden, not paper, so you think this is the limit of your exploration for now, you head back towards the living / dining area from before, Suwako apparently having decided on something to watch.
Some sort of animal show.
Watching with what appears interest as Kanako has joined her, lounging on the couch against the wall.
....Regally.
You're honestly not sure how she is pulling that off.
- - -
You've pulled a mat from under the table and are perched on it, at the table sitting across from Suwako, watching a very dubbed British man describe the life and times of some form of toad, the television being the only source of noise.
After a few more minutes you can hear a door slide open outside and Sanae steps into the room, large pot on her hands which she sets on the table and gets to work passing out plates.
In short order everything is set up and Kanako joins you at the table, Sanae scooping out the rice and setting up the plate of meat in the center as everyone gets to eating.
Well.
Eating is a... weak word. Honestly it's only a little less violent than the battle outside before, as the two goddesses fight over various pieces of meat on the plate with their chopsticks, Sanae however seems to be in her own happy little world, eating her share with a happy smile on her face as she hardly pays attention to the two.
It calms down after enough time and the meal is finished, Kanako producing a bottle of Sake from under the couch as you all lounge around the table watching the television.
“So....” Suwako breaks the silence. Looking at you, and appearing far more serious and sober than she possibly should be considering the previous dinner and the amount of Sake she's inbided so far.
“Ayumu, you'll be working for us starin' tomorrow, so ah do hope you don't take offence.” She states with a slight slur to her voice.
“I smell animal on your, can't place the scent though, it's muddled.”
“What form of Youkai are ya?”
You notice Kanako is looking at you out of the corner of her eye, Sanae is however apparently engrossed in the show as the two goddess look at you.
Chapter 3: Dreams
Chapter Text
You don't feel the need to lie. They are your hosts after all.
You allow the small bit of magic to collapse, your tail popping through a newly formed hole in the back of your shirt, while short black ears uncurl from your head, as if hidden by the hair before.
“I am a fox spirit,” you state simply.
Suwako eyes you, not critically, and you don't see any malice in her gaze, Kanako has already turned her head back to the TV, though you are sure she's listening in.
Suwako gives a small nod, her face far more serious than any you've on her so far today.
“So... even the foxes have moved in... I suppose it was to be expected... still, how many Youkai are even left where you came from?” She asks almost sounding like she doesn't want to hear the answer.
“Not counting me? A few hundred in Tokyo were I to guess, those that haven't faded are making plans to come to Gensokyo eventually. Though a few more... malicous ones are planning to stay as long as they can get away with.”
She holds the gaze for a moment longer after you speak, before sighing and rubbing one of her shoulders, you swear the eyes on her hat turn downcast aswell.
"I suppose that is to be expected, those such as you are a dying breed in that world... as for us well..."
She turns a quick glance at Kanako before turning back to you.
“Gensokyo is a good place, I think you'll like it here.” She states with a small smile and pat on your shoulder, before turning back to the program, the melancoly mood seemingly gone as quick as it appeared.
The night progresses with no more conversation, and an hour later everyone heads to bed, your ears and tail concealed again, more out of habit than nessecity. You bow to your hosts and head back to your room.
- - -
It's around nine when you finally get ready to turn in for the night yourself, taking the time to fold your clothes up as neatly as you can and get comfortable, while you can freely change their appearance, you can still feel the fabric, feeling wrinkles would eventually drive you insane, and you doubt they have the luxury of a washing machine.
The moon has risen and is casting light through one of the high windows that make up the storeroom, no lightsource exists in here besides, not that that changes anything. Foxes can see in the dark.
As you lay down your mind replays the events of the day, you wonder where that Tsukumogami group ended up? You never saw them leave the train.
Come to think of it you never saw miss Wakasagi leave the train either.... your sure you missed her.
You can count yourself quite forunate in any case that you've managed to acquire lodging, and food on top of that, you had expected to rough it for at least a few days before getting settled, while certainly an.... eclectic bunch, they don't seem to mean you any harm.
The question is... what now?
Your entire life you had lived a certain way, worked with certain people, experiencing certain kind of things, and in the span of a single day it's all out of your reach, never to be seen ever again.
A good friend of yours once told you that life is never about what you are, it's about what you experience, and you've experienced more than most. You suppose from here on out you are flying blind.
It's... almost exciting, you honestly have no idea what the next day will bring.
With that final thought the exhaustion of the day catches up to you, and you fall asleep... and dream.
- - -
A blast of cool air rushes against your face, instantly you raise your arms and shield your face from the wind, eyes snapping open.
This... isn't your room.
You are standing on the peak of a mountain, but not Youkai mountain.
You know this place, this is Inari mountain, the landscape confirms it easily, but... that isn't Kyoto, or at least that isn't your Kyoto, this is hundreds of years ago. The concrete buildings and steel skyscrapers changed to stone and wood structures, the shrine path isn't stone, it's dirt... well trodden, but dirt. Humans are milling about, wearing clothing of a style you can't quite place.
But... this all seems very real. Which is a problem.
You've never been in Kyoto during this time period.
Then all at once it hits you, a tickling at the back of your mind, a fox spirit has many abilities, shapeshifting... effecting the minds of others are all well understood, but it goes deeper than that, foxes can effect the dreams of others, but it's never a talent you've really had, but you know enough to tell one thing.
This isn't your dream.
- - -
The shrine goers and priests move through you as if you aren't there as you wander through the shrine grounds. They are all headed in the same direction, deeper towards the main temple complex, most bearing offerings of some nature, which wouldn't be unusual.
But they move with an almost... mindless gait. Like they are sleep walking, there is no rhythm to their motions as they move through the complex.
You follow them deeper. Reacing the temple itself, the smell of incense is burning strongly as you near, looking through the large gates you see something you have not seem in a very long time.
Fox spirits, in number. Positioned around the temple, some standing guard, others serving as shrine handlers, taking offerings from the humans.
And there, standing in the middle of it all behind the altar, sits a tall blonde woman, ceremonial robes on as she sits there, nine tails sitting behind her waving gently in the breeze.
Still, you approach, nothing seeming to notice your presence. The woman's eyes are closed, as if in deep meditation as the priests and priestesses take the offerings from the humans and lay it before the altar.
Then as if on cue everything stops.
All the humans, the foxes, the wind blowing through the trees, and even the smell of incense halts as if the world decided to pause.
The woman behind the altars eyes snap open, bright and golden glowing, they lock onto you instantly. A snarl escaping her lips.
Her eyes glow brighter and brighter as they focus on you, you can feel yourself burning, your body heating up as your heart starts hammering in your chest, instantly breaking out into a sweat as a fire seems to light inside of your body.
You fall to the ground clutching at your chest, panting and blinking rapidly.
It's too hot.
It's burning you. It burns, it hurts, it burns, indescribable pain rushing through every nerve in your body as you feel your systems failing.
You have to get away.
YOU HAVE TO GET AWAY.
Your eyes snap open again, the feeling of cold air washing over you, clutching your chest still, leaving deep red marks, you are back in your room, panting.
No more than a few hours could have passed, since you first fell asleep, your sitting up on the futon, still breathing somewhat heavily as you try to workout what just happened. Your right hand is stained with blood, having punctured the skin when you grabbed your chest.
Yet nothing else is out of the ordinary.
You want no part of sleep right now, you slip your trousers back on and step out of the room, into the corridor. It's minimally lit, the moon now overhead, casting little light into the corridor, though it lights the garden clearly, watching the plants wave gently in the mountain breeze doing wonders for your pulse rate.
Now that your breath has caught up to you, you start to try and process what you saw.
You haven't seen that many fox spirits in a hundred years, and never seen one with all nine tails, most hardly last that long, usually undone by their own plotting or others plotting against them. While the tengu of course had a society, along with the Oni and some Kappa, the Kitsune are one of the few that could be said to have a bureaucracy, with all the backstabbing and double dealings that implies.
One that you heavily avoided when and if all possible. So that once again begs the question, what was that you just bore witness to. Was it real? You don't recall there ever being a nine tails active in Kyoto, not in the past nine hundred years.
The last one recorded was Tamano-no-mae, and there was more legend than fact with her story. So if there was another you would have certainly heard about it, but you never had.
Yet what you saw there... was too realistic and detailed to be a mere nighttime fable, someone or something was dreaming of something that occured, though you cannot tell if there were any embellishments, one thing is for certain.
Somewhere in this land is another Fox Spirit, or someone very close to them.
Still, you feel you will get no more information pondering about it, you suppose you can ask your caretakers about any other fox spirits in the morning. In the meantime you head back into your room and try to relax. Sleep does not come easy.
But when it comes it comes dreamless.
- - -
You wake up relatively well rested all things considered and try to freshen up, realising somewhat awkwardly that you were never quite told where the bathroom was. A slightly desperate search later and you find that further room down in your corridor is actually a small bathroom complete with a shower.
Indoor plumping, the goddesses aren't exactly roughing out here on top of the mountain, but you absolutely are not complaining.
You cast an illusion on your clothes, 'freshening' them up a bit, removing the appearance of dirt and wrinkles, though you'll still need a wash for them... and more clothes in general.
Luckily for you, the bathroom was already stocked with soap and basic amenities, and you head towards the main room after cleaning up.
It's quiet, either morning prayers haven't started yet, or they aren't going to happen at all. Then again, the necessity of prayer quickly goes out the window when the Gods in question are two rooms over, passing through you continue onwards towards the living/dining room, it appears you aren't the only one up, Kanako is sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand. Having traded in yesterday's outfit for a rather contemporary look of jeans and a sweater.
She gives you a slow nod, barely turning her attention away from the cup currently doing more to warm her hands than the rest of her, it appears she's a slow riser.
You sit down at the table across from her, the TV showing the morning news.... of Osaka. Not entirely helpful, but it's noise, your attention is instead drawn to all things a newspaper sitting on the table.
“Bunbunmaru'' is proudly displayed as the header of the paper, and it is indeed a genuine newspaper, you give it a cursory glance.
“Newcomers in Gensokyo!” Is the main headline, going into brief detail about the arrival of several new youkai via transfer from the outside world, though it fails to go into any real detail, the reporter apparently tried to reach out to Lady Yukari, though was unable to locate her for comment.
There's a photograph of the train station as well, looks to be before the train arrived.
“Welcoming committee ends in an all out brawl!”
You certainly don't remember any fights breaking out, though the Shinto booth and the Buddhist booth certainly traded barbs back and forth, you don't think anyone would be quite so foolish as to start a fight.
Though something does catch your eye as you take another glance of the picture, the Moriya stall compared to the others isn't fully there, the base of it is, and you can see the banner off to the side, but it's in pieces, the others are completed. A side pictures solves the mystery, you can see Sanae in the background carrying lumber. She must have constructed it at the station. It certainly explains her exhaustion, that's... some dedication alright.
Though you don't blame her for trying to drag the thing down the mountain.
How long was she out there?
…
The other articles don't attract your attention near as much, there's actually ads and a classified section in this thing, though nothing that particularly catches your interest. Between the indoor plumbing and the apparent mountaintop paper delivery you are getting less out of your element by the moment, if they actually have the internet out here your not quite sure how'd you handle it.
You set the paper back on the table, a cursory glance confirms that Kanako is in fact still alive and getting better, it appears now that the coffee is more in her system than in her hands she has woken up. Watching the tv with some interest as the newscaster goes over some sort of festival occuring.
You excuse yourself and head towards the kitchen to see if you could start breakfast for yourself, but it appears someone has already beat you to it, Suwako and Sanae are in there making what appear to be scrambled eggs and toast, neither notices your presence as you peer into the room.
Talking amongst themselves as they prepare the food, you feel as if it would be rude to interrupt, and you head back to the dining area, a short time later Suwako joins you at the table, chirping a bright good morning which you return, either she's already had her coffee or she's naturally energetic.
Sanae follows shortly behind with breakfast and sets it out on the table, hardly a word was spoken as you all eat.
- - -
Sanae is putting away the dishes as Kanako heads back to her room, apparently she has a meeting with the local Tengu today, so she has to “goddess up” so to speak. Suwako's wording, not yours.
You're left with Suwako at the table, and you figure it would be a good time to broach the subject.
“Lady Suwako? A question if I may.”
“You may.” She says, smirking.
“Are you aware of any other Fox Spirits in gensokyo? I'm curious how many of my own kind are out here.” You state the question as nonchalantly as you can.
“Hmm... none on the mountain, there's at least two I know of, one hangs around at the Hakurei shrine.”
“The Hakurei shrine?” you interrupt.
“Oh right, you aren't acquatained yet, think of them as the... border patrol for lack of a better term, though it is quite literal, the Shrine maiden guards the border and quells any incidents. I'm sure you'll meet her eventually. The other is a retainer of the Yakumo.”
“As in Yukari Yakumo?“ you say, wincing slightly as you realize you’ve interrupted the goddess twice now.
“The very same...”
“She has a nine tails as one of her servants.” She states as if she was describing the weather.
Your breath hitches in your throat.
That's... unfathomable, to have a Fox spirit as a servant is already a sign of power, but a nine tails on top of that spoke of deity levels of ability, you know Yukari was powerful, but if that's true she's far beyond even your previous thoughts.
The thought almost distracts you from the other piece of information, there is a nine-tails in this land, though that doesn't still fully explain the dream. In the dream that Fox had nine tails... which means every hundred years she should lose one until she reaches the stages of divinity. But to still have all nine, either this is a different beast, or something else is going on.
“Oi, you okay boy?”
You snap out of your thoughts,
“Oh. Sorry, didn't expect there to be a nine tails in these lands... they aren't... common.” You trail off, a bit embarrassed.
“Ah, personally I've never met 'er, she mostly keeps to 'erself from what I understand.”
You nod. “Thank you for the information,” and trying to change the subject. “What is on the agenda today?”
She taps a finger on her chin. “Weeeell today I think y'all be working with Sanae to start repairing some of the exterior damage from yesterday, then move on from there once ya finish, shouldn't take ya very long.” You swear her drawl is becoming more pronounced the more she speaks.
“Sanae was having to do most of it 'erself before, 'fraid our duties keep us busy, so things should get done a lot quicker 'round here,” she states with a wide grin on her face.
“I know Kanako is meeting the Tengu today, what are you doing?” You ask.
“I'm meeting a local curse god to settle a dispute going on, nothin' major, she states with a shrug.
Should be back 'round noon. In the meantime I'd just suggest doing whatever Sanae asks of ya.”
You nod as she stands up and starts walking out of the room.
“Oh, and Ayumu?” She states as she reaches the threshold of the door.
“Yes?”
“If ya have anymore trouble sleepin' feel free to come talk to me during the night, I'm usually out in the garden.” She states closing the door behind her.
You blink, she must have seen you when you stepped out of your room last night. Though your not quite sure how, you never saw her, then again...
Goddess.
---
Sanae calls out to you about half an hour later from outside. She's traded in her usual garb for working pants and a long sleeve shirt, she's smiling brightly as you approach, a wheelbarrow and tools of all shapes and sizes arranged on the ground.
“Today Ayumu you will start your grand task of providing faith for the goddesses, by good, pure, backbreaking work!” She states proudly with her hands pressed against her sides. “I'll be working on the holes while you get to work repairing the fence!”
She gestures to the small wood railing fence that surrounds sections of the grounds, bits of it were knocked over and broken during the fight yesterday, luckily it appears this was a frequent enough occurence that there is plenty of wood available to replace it.
It's not too bad, but it will take awhile, and with a nod and some extra instructions on where to find more tools if you need it you get to work.
- - -
The damage is less bad than you thought, barring a few sections crushed by those wooden poles Kanako seems to be so fond of most of them were just knocked over by the heavy winds. It takes more than a little effort to cut down and remove those poles, but beyond that it's a simple matter of righting what is knocked over and replacing the few boards that have broken.
As you are finishing up you realise that you could probably save a good amount of time in the future if you had simply burned away the poles, and come to think of it you could probably wave away a good chunk of the cosmetic damage to the temple with illusions, it wouldn't fix it in the long run, but would definitely make the place more presentable.
Staring at one of the small structures that was cut in half by one of the poles, one of the ones that was already damaged before you came here, you figure you could for the time being just illusion away the damage and give the appearance of a normal structure, it's something you figure you should bring up to Sanae.
- - -
It's around noon when Suwako returns as she stated she would, however she does have someone you haven't seen before in tow, another woman with green hair, somehow at this point that doesn't surprise you, however unlike Sanae's white and blue ensemble, this woman is wearing a complicated red and white....?
You're just going to call it a dress, topped out with a massive red ribbon on her head bobbing as she walks with Suwako towards the temple.
… What odd clothing.
Chapter 4: Unfair
Chapter Text
Well... might as well be friendly. With a grunt you shove the shovel into the dirt and walk over, shouting a greeting and raising an arm as you do so. Suwako blinks, then she turns from her conversation with a slight look of confusion as she stares at you, before seemingly remembering who you were and waving back with a smile, dragging the woman in red behind her a little as she runs over to you.
“Afternoon Ayumu!” she rather unnecessarily shouts as she stops in front of you.
She lets out a appreciative whistle as she looks over the grounds, which barring a few holes that Sanae is still working on is looking like nothing ever happened at all. That's just the grounds however, several sections of the roof looks like a rather oversized pincushion. Seriously, where does Kanako even get the things?
“See ya been busy!” She nods happily. Before spinning to point at the woman in red.
“Ayumu, this is Hina, Hina, this is Ayumu. Ayumu's a new helper at our shrine, just arrived in Gensokyo yesterday.”
Hina smiles at you and gives a slight curtsy. “Pleasure to meet you," she states as she rises, "I do hope you enjoy your stay here.“ Her voice is soft as though afraid of breaking a nonexistent silence. “As she says I am Hina, Kagamiya Hina, a local goddess of the river. It is once again a pleasure to make your acquaintance”, and you are fairly sure she means if if that beatific smile is anything to go by, it's almost kinda creepy.
“Where's Sanae?” Suwako asks, still glancing about at your work.
“Working out in the back garden filling in more holes last I checked, though it's been a good hour. I'm almost finished up here myself so I wouldn't be surprised if she's near finished, if not finished already.” You state with a shrug.
She nods with her eyes closed, hand on her chin as if coming to some important decision.
“Alright, I'm going to go get lunch started, when ya finish up head inside for a shower, after lunch we're going to be gettin' started on your acclimation into Gensokyo.”
“...Acclimation?” You trail off.
“Yep! Going to take ya into town and get ya some new clothes, can't have you working in a suit. Then help ya grab whatever else you need. Then if we still have time we'll get to work on spellcard trainin'. “
“Spellcards?" you ask... like magic tricks?
“Oh... right, ya never heard of the Hakurei so you haven't probably heard of that either...”
She sticks her tongue out and rifles through the inside of one of her gigantic sleeves, before producing some sort of card and waving it in front of your face. It's an image of the goddess herself, surrounded by beams of bright light. Text at the bottom of the card states.
'Party Start : Two Bows – One Clap – And One Bow'
She places it back into her sleeve with a cheeky grin. “I'll explain more later, but let’s just say it's what we use to settle fights peacefully 'round here.”
She then starts walking towards the temple with Hina in tow, as she is just to walking up the wooden steps you realize something.
“But Lady Suwako, when you were fighting yesterday I didn't see you use any cards.” You call out after her.
“Oh, that's simple.” She drawls. She turns her head toward you with a smirk, “that's cause we were trying to kill each other.”
She turns back laughing loudly as she continues into the temple.
- - -
You finish up your work a short while later and head into the temple, taking a shower and managing to get all of the dirt off.
Sadly no amount of illusions will disguise the smell of your shirt at the moment, you do the best you can and hang it up while you shower to hopefully get some of the smell out, but you are definitely grateful at the opportunity to buy new clothes.
You cross the main room of the temple and head into the dining area, to see Sanae chatting amicably with Hina, Sanae apparently had a chance to freshen up as well, having changed into her shrine clothes as she sits next to Hina drinking tea.
“Hello again mister Ayumu,” Hina states, nodding to you as you enter.
Sanae gestures for you to sit and pours you a cup of tea as well, before going back to her conversation with Hina, seems to be something about a local Kappa getting into a fight with a tengu. You’re honestly more interested in drinking the tea and waiting for lunch letting the last of the soreness fade from your muscles.
A short time later Suwako comes into the room carrying small sandwiches which you eat gratefully.
“So Sanae,” Suwako speaks up.
“Yes?” Sanae asks swallowing quickly.
“I’ll be taking Ayumu into town after lunch, help get him acclimated.” Suwako states, nibbling idly at a sandwich.
“Oh, will I be coming with you Lady Suwako?”
“No. I need you to deliver something to Kanako.” She states with a tone that begets no argument.
“Oh... alright,” Sanae states, pouting slightly.
- - -
After lunch Hina heads on her way, Sanae heading out shortly afterwards as well carrying a large wooden chest strapped to her back.
Your curious what she is delivering, but don’t figure it would be polite to ask.
You head out the front of the temple to meet up with Suwako, and see her standing at the gate bouncing on her feet like an excited kid.
“Alright! Lets get going then.”
She reaches out and snatches your hand.
You move to start towards the tram when a sharp tug of your arm stops your movement, and you look at the small goddess quizzically.
“If ya don’t hold on tight this might end very unpleasantly for ya.”
And you watch as she starts gently floating off the ground, and with another tug you find yourself up floating with her.
“Now, just keep a firm grip on my hand, and enjoy the ride, If ya fall I ain't catching ya.”
It feels like you’re floating in zero gravity. You can feel the wind gently blowing against you but you aren’t moving as Suwako keeps a firm grip on your hand.
She starts slowly moving forward, dragging you along with her as you start moving out of the temple grounds and down the mountain.
You’re not much one for fear of heights, but nothing holding you up over several hundred feet of air is a different matter entirely, you try to remind yourself that you are four hundred years old, and calm down. Compared to before the sound of the waterfall is deafening as is falls down the mountain, you can see other beings flying around it as well, though more naturally it appears, tengu with black wings sticking out of their back flying around gently.
“You can fly Lady Suwako?” Realizing how stupid the question is as soon as it leaves your mouth.
“Nope!” She replies, shouting to be heard over the waterfall, she waves her free hand in front of your face, in it you can see a silver gray card like the one she showed you earlier, though this one is completely blank barring a wing icon in the center.
“Benefits of the spellcard system!” She yells cheerfully, you suppose she’ll explain more later.
You pass over the lake at the base of the mountain as you descend down the mountain and fly over the forest towards the village picking up speed gradually.
After a few minutes you pass by what remains of the train station, most of it having been carted away already, and she slows to a stop on the path leading to the village, a good hundred feet away or so.
“Welcome to the human village.” She stretches out her arms as if revealing some grand surprise.
And with a light hop to her step she starts walking down the path towards the village, you quickly start following behind.
- - -
You didn’t really get a view of the village before as you headed in the opposite direction with Sanae, but it’s rather more impressive than you guessed.
A tall wooden wall surrounds the structure, and through its open gate you can see well made stone structures, mixed with smaller wooden ones. The road itself as you approach is paved stone. The entrance to the village is guarded at the gate by two human men wielding spears, but they don’t do more than give you a brief look as you approach and walk through the gate.
It’s densely populated, humans of all ages milling about, some hawking wares near the gate entrance, others milling about or walking to other parts of the village.
What really surprises you is the amount of Youkai you see milling about as well, a group of tengu is bartering with a jeweler, and across the ways you can see some Oni drinking at a bar. Easily given away by their horns, Suwako pays it no mind and nobody pays particular mind to her either as she continues walking along, taking you deeper into the town until you approach a large shop.
‘Uwabami Tailors’
The sign above the door proclaims. A cozy shop filled to the brim with clothing of all styles and sizes, all the doors and windows open wide to let in fresh air.
“Let’s get you some clothing.” Suwako chirps.
Luckily for you a lot of this actually seems to be imported from the outside world, beyond a few more rustic options, nothing would be particularly out of place at your average department store.
In a short amount of time you have some pairs of jeans and basic shirts picked out, good working clothes, it will drain the last of your funds but it will save some headaches, though you’ll need to figure out how to earn more in the future.
Suwako herself is rather insistent on getting some form of hat for you, but you shy away from it. Never been one for wearing them yourself.
You pay the young woman working the counter and walk out with Suwako, bag of clothing in tow.
“Anything else you needin’?” Suwako asks, looking around the street.
“Nothing I believe, unless there’s something I need to see in town.” You trail off.
“Hmm… no I’m sure you’ll be ‘round here again soon enough, lets head back to the shrine so you can put your clothes away and get started on yer trainin’. You'll need it 'roun these parts, some of the Youkai get a little belligerent.”
You nod in understanding, and Suwako grabs your hand again, lifting you off the ground along with her, and you begin the flight back to the shrine again, clutching the bag to your chest.
- - -
Suwako drops you off in the middle of the grounds and asks you to drop off your clothes then head down the stairs in the back. She goes flying off in that direction briefly after.
You head into your room and hang up your clothes as best you can in the small closet the former storeroom has, changing into a pair of jeans and a shirt, before heading out through the garden into the back of the temple.
You approach what appears to be a stone staircase going down the opposite end of the mountain ending in a clearing about a hundred feet down, in the clearing you can see Suwako sitting, likely waiting for you.
You walk carefully down the stairs before stopping in the clearing, it’s not natural, the dirt here is rough and recently cleared of all grass, surrounded it is thick forest. Suwako sits up as you approach, holding towards you a small black wooden box which you carefully take and open.
Inside of which is a small stack of cards, blank, with a small border around them of golden leaves, the surface of them is reflective in the light, flashing.
“Take one and place the rest on the ground.” Suwako states, in a quiet but firm tone.
You take one card out of the box, and place the rest on the dirt besides you.
“Hold it to your head, and think of one of your abilities, the card will do the rest.”
You do as she says, pressing the card gently against your forehead and think about your abilities, nothing happens at first, but then you feel a brief thrum of energy between you and the card, and you open your eyes again.
The card now has a image of you on it, throwing blue foxfire out of your hand, as you look at it, text starts forming along the bottom of the card in silvery lettering.
‘Fox Sign – Flame of Miyagi’
“Oooh not bad.” You jump as Suwako has seemingly materialized behind you, looking at the card with obvious interest. The earlier seriousness she displayed long gone.
“Now listen carefully, I want you to channel your magic into the card, and hold it out in front of you.”
You nod slowly and hold the card in front of you with your right hand, channeling magic into your arm.
You can feel the card drawing in the energy, glowing briefly, before catching on fire, it only takes a brief moment however to realize the card itself isn’t on fire, but your hand is, mimicking the appearance of foxfire, but no heat with it.
Fluctuating your energy increases and decreases the flame in tandem, and with Suwako’s prodding, you are able to move it between hands and throw it out of them, which causes it to explode in a ball of fire as it impacts the ground.
“Not bad at all rookie! Let’s try another one!” She states, handing you another card.
Like before you hold it to your held, feel the brief surge of energy before pulling it back, revealing a stylized image of three foxes.
‘Fox Sign – What Was Not there’
A brief surge of magical energy through the card, and you can see copies of yourself standing next to you, mimicking your every action.
The card seems to be duplicating your illusion magic.
Not bad, not bad at all.
- - -
“You can go ahead and keep the box, but that’s enough for now. Oh, and you’ll want one of these.” She fishes out of her sleeve a card you saw from earlier, one of the ones that allowed her to fly.
“I keep spares; we can go over that some other time.”
She glances around the clearing, and then leans forward conspiratorially.
“How’d you like to give ‘em a try in a bit more excitin’ fashion?”
You nod, sure, what does she have in mind?
She stands there staring at you, a smile rapidly growing on her face.
“Duck!”
That’s the only warning you get as a large beam of light shoots out of her right hand, shooting right where you head just was, crashing into the forest behind you with a loud bang.
You just barely got out of the way in time, rolling to the side as she produces two iron rings from a card and starts spinning them around her arms.
They spin faster and faster becoming blurs before she launches one at you, the other she tosses pass you, you jump out of the way of the first one, only to get slammed in behind by the other one, sending you tumbling along the ground with a groan.
That… really hurt.
“Get on up boy; you can’t fight me by just dodging!” She punctuates that statement with an almost maniacal cackle.
You grit your teeth and push yourself up, grabbing one of your spellcards and channeling magic into it.
Fire, yeah, that’ll work.
You channel magic into your hands and start shooting it out at her, compared to the beam she shot earlier it’s pitiful, but you can shoot a lot of it, forcing her to dodge around, cart wheeling and jumping out of the way of the flames.
“Yes, that’s it boy, not bad keep it up!” She’s not taking this particularly seriously. Taking far too much enjoyment out of dodging at the last second and performing tricks in midair, you grab your illusion card in your other hand and channel magic into it.
Three copies of yourself spring to life around you, sending out fire of their own, you’re not sure the flames will actually have any effect, but it does certainly LOOK like you’ve increased your firepower, forcing her to take dodging a bit more seriously as she cannot seem to tell which is real and which isn’t.
She jumps high into the air and spins like a top before diving headfirst into the ground, far from smashing into it; she dives straight through it like it was water, disappearing from view. You stop throwing the fire, looking around carefully, trying to keep an eye on every direction she could pop out from.
“Frog hunt – The Snake Eats the Croaking Frog!”
Suwako’s voice resonates across the clearing as the ground explodes beneath you, launching you flying back as a large white snake bursts out of the newly formed hole and hisses at you.
You eye it carefully before it rears back and dives towards you, you leap back into the forest line in the hope that it will crash into one of the trees in its dive for you. It dives past you as you duck behind a tree, before it catches it’s momentum by latching and wrapping around one of the tall tree branches.
It turns its focus on you once more before rearing its head back; a thick mist starts shooting out of its mouth quickly covering the area in a thick fog as you jump back into the clearing. You dismiss the illusions; they won’t give you any benefit of this fog, and move carefully through the clearing. Waiting and listening, you can hear the hissing of the snake through the fog, but cannot see it.
“Divine Tool – Moriya’s Iron Ring!”
Suwako’s voice rings out again, seemingly coming from every direction in the fog, a flash of golden light to your side is your only warning as one of her iron rings flash through the fog, glowing golden as it smashes into your side, sending you flying clear across the clearing into a tree.
You hear the shrill whistling of the rings through the fog as you slide down the tree, a surge of adrenaline allowing you to dive out of the way as another comes cutting through the fog and embeds itself into the tree.
You are fairly certain Suwako is trying to kill you at this point; you produce your spellcard and start shooting wildly into the fog, attempting to hit any rings before they could sneak into you. You can feel it draining your magical energy like a siphon, but you think you can manage to keep it up a bit more, if you could just find where she’s hidi-
There, you see it! Her hat is sitting on the ground partially buried in the dirt, the eyes on top darting around wildly. You rush over to it, sliding under another ring sent flying your way and you snatch up the hat, fully expected to see the goddess underneath it buried in the dirt.
“Ribbit.”
You stare in confusion at the small frog that was sitting underneath the hat. Staring up at your quizzically.
"Clap Daidarabotchi's Worship!"
A Set of large stone hands shoot out of the ground around you, slamming together around your form trapping you in place. It’s gripping you like a vice, you can’t move at all, having just enough space to breath.
A loud hiss sounds right behind your head as you turn and see the glowing red eyes of the white snake from before, staring at you. For the final time it rears back and dives at you, your eyes slamming shut as you try one final time to break free!
- - -
…Nothing happens, you stand there trapped, eyes closed, waiting for an oversized snake to slam into you, when you start hearing giggling, you crack one eye open to see the snake and fog gone, Suwako standing in front of you.
“Not bad at all rookie, we’ll get you in fighting shape yet!” She declares, clapping her hands together as the stone hands crack and fade away, freeing you to fall to the ground. You lay there, panting and feeling the pains fading from your body surprisingly rapidly.
“You used a lot of magic boy, but don’t worry, it’s impossible to actually cause permanent injuries using spellcards, ‘ssuming you don’t fall off a cliff or somthin' of course.” She states with another chuckle, helping you up and brushing dirt off your back.
She hops back balancing on her heels before speaking up again.
“Ya got speed and agility, just gotta work on your awareness and firepower.” She nods with her hand on her chin, as if some great teacher imparting wisdom.
“Don’t you worry, I’ll beat it into ya!” She states, hopping forward again to slap you on the back.
“Comeon, lets get you back into the temple. I'll show you where you can get your clothes washed then we get get dinner started for when those two come ba-” She trails off mid sentence and you look at her in confusion.
She seems to be staring off into space, her mouth still open as if she was interrupted in the middle of her sentence.
Then at once, she turns to you, fully serious once again.
“Ayumu, go into the Temple and just relax for a bit, I've gotta go help Kanako with something, if none of us are back by nighfall, just go ahead and make yourself dinner.” She doesn't explain anymore as she pulls out the flight card and and takes off towards the human village.
Leaving you alone with your bruises.
Damn.
Chapter 5: Nightmare
Chapter Text
Whatever happened she's left in a hurry, and you think it would be best to follow her instruction. You don't know the lay of the land yet, and you are sure she can handle whatever it is that grabbed her attention.
At least, that is what your ribs are currently telling you, nothing left a mark, but it still hurts.
You walk slowly up the stone steps and back into the temple.
The sun is just starting to set as you reach the crest of the mountain, bathing the grounds once again in golden light as you continue walking the path into the temple. It appears since you've been gone nobody has come back, the grounds are deserted as is the interior, you suppose you could get dinner started.
- - -
They are surprisingly well stocked. Meats, vegetables, cheeses, enough to make anything you want, though you just make an easy rice dish, not wanting to burn through their groceries. Eating in silence as the TV drones on about some politician being outed Tokyo for several murders.
One hour quickly turns into two, still no sign of anyone coming back, you put the dishes away and start getting ready for bed.
You get settled in your room, carefully setting the box of cards in the closet with your clothes, your spellcards you created you set gently besides the bed, you'll need to figure out a better way to carry them.
And with that you start relaxing before finally falling asleep.
- - -
Once again you dream, almost as soon as you close your eyes you are somewhere else...
Somewhere... Different.
A thick fog bank rolls in around you, you stand there, watching it roll by, quickly like a fierce wind was pushing it, but you feel nothing. The fog is flashing colors, light the sun was shining through it, but nothing natural.
Purple, Red, Green, and Blue.
Hues flashing repeatedly over and over. Like someone shining a spotlight through the fog. Dizzying and mesmerizing as you stand in the middle of it.
Than as soon as you acknowledge it, it fades away, revealing a verdant landscape, stretching for miles in all directions. A gentle rolling river running through it, going off into the distance into a thick forest, colored with the shades of autumn.
In front of you sits a girl? Woman? Watching the water flow by, their back is to you. Their form muddled, like a smudge on a lines.
You don't recognize them... Do you?
Their image, though muddled, reminds you... of colors.
The nearest one is purple, and you hesitantly reach out for it, then, faster than you can process you are somewhere else. The blurry figure from before comes clear.
You know her.
Yukari Yakumo is lying on her side by the river, watching the water run past. It's been a very long time since you've seen her, you've never spoken to her, but she came to visit the foxes more than once. The most you know of her is that she is very very old, and very VERY powerful.
She slowly turns her head to glance at you, a single violet eye looking at you quizzically, before she smiles and pats the grass beside her, looking back over the river again.
Far be it from you to turn down her invitation, you slowly walk and and sit next to her.
She is staring wistfully at the water, hand dipped in it and moving around slowly, stirring it.
“Good evening Ayumu.” Her voice coming out a whisper, so quiet you can barely hear it over the water.
You still as she mentions your name, and you give her a nervous glance.
“Oh don't think twice about it, I know everyone's name.” She says, still quiet but with a touch of playfulness.
As she finishes speaking the water where her hand is touching glows purple and flashes briefly before revealing a image in the water, like someone had placed a picture just beneath the surface. It's you stepping out of the train at the station, two days ago.
“It is my job to watch the border, and to that end monitor all comings and going through it.” She states, as if she was describing the weather.
“But what IS interesting.” The image is replaced by a new one.
A young girl, purple bangs sticking out under a heavy cloak concealing most of her form, running out of an... upside-down castle? Beside her another woman with red and black hair, equally hooded, running behind her. In the background you can see others chasing after them.
“Unfortunately not all incidents come from outside sources, it appears someone is attempting to cause a 'revolution'.”
“A... revolution?” You stare at the image attempting to make out any further details.
“Someone has stolen away the inchling princess, along with a powerful artifact. She is attempting to use it to change the natural order of things.” She waves away the image with her hand, stirring the water again.
“Do... do you know who they are?” You ask confused at this whole situation.
“The princess, yes. She has been here for some time, the other, the one who spirited her away, is hidden from me. It is... vexing.” She grits her teeth at the last phrase.
“Worse yet is the artifact they stole. It increases the power of anyone wielding it, along with many other effects, some still unknown. But it comes with a heavy cost. Wielding it will effect the minds of those around it, bringing out base, more violent instincts, it will throw the land into chaos.” She explains.
She's panting slightly with a light sweat on her forehead. As though it is an act of effort to speak.
“I cannot control dreams, nor will I remember this conversation when I wake more than likely. I would have you do something for me.” She turns her head and stares into your eyes, the violet in her irises pulsing and glowing with power.
“Yes?”
“I would have you speak to the goddesses of what I have told and shown you, they will know what to do, they have dealt with similar situations in the past.” She slowly starts standing up. Raising a hand to pull you up with her.
You accept it and stand up next to her.
“I would ask of you one other thing.”
Her eyes are glowing to the point of hurting to look at, you glance away looking at the river.
...
...
…
The river isn't flowing. It's halted in place, as though frozen in time. There is no breeze, there is no sound except the now heavy panting of Yukari.
There is a sudden weight in your right hand, like you forgot you were carrying something. You look down, in a tight grip is a small golden...
Mallet?
It's golden in color with a detailed and intricate pattern running across it.
“One very small, yet very important thing.”
You look back up at Yukari, she is holding out a hand towards you, her digits glowing a deep pulsing purple.
“Yes?” You glance between her and the mallet.
“DIE.” She growls.
Purple light shoots out of her fingertips, piercing your chest and your heart, blood flying out of your mouth as you don't even have time to react. You fall backwards towards the ground as your vision blacks out.
- - -
You wake with a start, breathing deeply.
Another nightmare?
You reach up to wipe the sweat from your face, grunting as you slap your face with a piece of...
Paper?
You look at your hand. In it a spellcard, deep purple bordered by golden strings. A single eye is centered on the card, the same kind you've seen on Yukari's gaps.
This just keeps getting stranger and stranger.
- - -
You slowly get up and glance out the high window, you can't see the moon, so it's either late night or still early evening.
You walked to the door and open it, allowing the cold night air of the corridor to wash over your body, waking up sweating like a kit being chased by the farmer can't be healthy.
You look out over the garden, not seeing the moon here either, that hopefully means it's early morning and you didn't miss much sleep.
Hopefully Kanako, Suwako, and Sanae managed to make it back, you suppose you should tell them what you saw, if they don't know already, though you wonder how you could even approach the subject.
One of the most powerful beings appeared in my dreams, told me that everything was going to go to shit, then murdered me?
Not exactly the story of a sane man, but she did say they would know what do you. You turn to head back into your room when.
There.
Something just moved in the shadows cast by the moonlight in the garden. At least, if your mind isn't playing tricks on you, someone or something darted through the darkness, but nothing can be seen anymore.
You feel nothing in the air, nor can you sense anything, nothing just the moonlight and the repetitive sound of crickets in the night air.`
Chapter 6: Bugging Reimu
Summary:
Sorry for the delay, got caught up in other things. I'll be posting these every day except for Sunday!
Chapter Text
You slowly move the sliding door set into the wall open, and step into the cool air of the garden. It's your first time actually being out here. Various plants are strewn about, and in the corner lies a small pond dotted with lilies and other greenery.
The gentle sound of the water pouring out of a small fountain set in the pond adds a backdrop to the more natural sounds of the night. There is small trees and rocks around aswell, casting shadows in the moonlight, but nothing you cannot see through.
And as far as you can see.
You are alone.
A glance behind reveals the moon finally, just barely peeking over the roof of the temple, most likely two to three in the morning then. You perk your ears one final time, hearing nothing beyond the crickets and the steady stream of the water.
Either whoever was here left quickly, or there was no-one at all.
You start to walk back into the temple, crossing the threshold back inside and slowly closing it behind you.
When with a vibration of the air around you, a sudden spike of spiritual energy assaults your senses coming from the garden, and fading into view sitting cross legged on a rock overlooking the pond...!
Is a taller blonde woman. Looking every-bit like an older Suwako. She sits there on the rock like she was always there, slowy smoking a pipe held in her hand. She gently blows a ring of smoke into the air, before fading from view again.
Just as suddenly as she was there, she is gone, no magical signature, no shadows, nothing!
- - -
You run quickly into your room and grab your spellcards, before easing back outside. Head on a swivel as you look around trying to figure out who it was you saw. When a deep voice speaks from behind you.
“Come on boy, I told ya I would be out here this time of night didn't I?” You jump and turn, there leaning against the doorway is the woman again, smoking her pipe, looking at you with obvious mirth, when it clicks.
“L-lady... Suwako?” You stutter out.
“Got it in one boy.” She says with a happy nod.
“My apologies I didn't recognize you when you are...” You trail off.
“Big?” She supplies.
You slowly nod.
“Me and Kanako share energy, when she's big, I'm small, and vice versa. Depends on who needs to do what at any given moment.”
“Kanako's the flashy one, while I make the deals and work with the people.”
“Most of the time anyway...” She shrugs and turns back to her pipe.
You suppose that makes sense for a dual god shrine, though you realize this is the first time you've seen Suwako since she ran off this afternoon. “Then I'm hoping since you are back everything's alright?”
She blows another ring of smoke into the air.
“I'm fine and so is Sanae, Kanako got pretty beat up.”
“ 'parrently the Tengu were having issues with a roaming spirit, a Gashadokuro, usually not that big a threat as long as you have some form of spiritual energy. But the damned thing was tearin' through them like paper.” She states with a frown.
“Kanako's attacks were bouncing off the thing like it was nothin', they had to retreat while Sanae delivered Kanako's sword, when that didn't work either I had to go aswell, we managed to put it down.”
“Still, damn thing was tougher than it had any right to be, Kanako's resting in her smaller form while I watch over the grounds.” She shakes her head and blows more smoke.
“Will she be alright?” You ask, concerned for your host.
“Who? Kanako? Yeah she'll be fine, goddesses are rather tough to put down” She states with a smirk before shaking her head. “Can't say the same for the Tengu though, damn thing killed three of them before we managed to take it down.”
“Thing was fighting like it was possessed, no sense of self preservation at all, just attack attack attack, even the most desperate or evil spirits aren't that stupid... Thing was drawing in magical energy like a siphon from the area aswell.”
She lets out a sigh before turning to you.
“I'd suggest getting back to bed, you'll have a another long day tomorrow, I've got some things to look into so I might not be around.”
You nod, what she said before still replaying in your mind.
“Now, off with ya, I've got to get back to work, and you'll need yer rest.” She makes shooing motions at you and fades from view, the last thing being the wisps of smoke from her pipe, before that goes aswell.
You walk back into your room and set the cards beside the bed before laying in it, thinking about what she said.
A berserk spirit, could it be what Yukari was talking about earlier? Before she... killed you?
If whatever is causing the effect is powerful enough to make a youkai actually wound a goddess, you shudder to think what it could do with a more naturally powerful creature.
You feel you should tell the goddesses in the morning what you saw, the last thoughts on your mind before falling back asleep is once again.
How?
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Your sleep is dreamless, and no more than a few hours later you wake. Lifting yourself somehwat groggily out of bed and throwing your clothes on, and slipping your spellcards back into your pocket, you make your way out of your room and through the corridor, unlike last night, the garden is empty.
You head through the main hall and towards the kitchen and dining area. Sanae is already at the table eating some toast, more of which is on a small plate in the center. You don't see Kanako or Suwako anywhere however.
“Good morning Sanae.” You speak, happy to see she was in fact alright like Suwako stated.
“Mmh!” She blinks and quickly swallows the mouthful of toast. “Good morning to you aswell Ayumu, I hope you slept well.” Recovering swiftly.
“Also I do apologise that I was unable to prepare a dinner last night.” She gives a slight bow.
“It's... quite alright, I understand, are you alright? And where is Suwako and Kanako?”
She smiles happily at the question. “I am quite well thank you for asking! As for Suwako she has left to investigate some matters, I do not know when she will be back.”
“As for Kanako...” Her eyes dart to the side a little and she scratches her cheek.
“Is she still recovering?” You interrupt.
She gives you a look of surprise.
“I spoke to Suwako last night, she explained what happened.”
She slumps her shoulders and lets out a sigh.
“Ah... good then I suppose.” She shakes her head before looking back at you.
“Yes Kanako is fine, I've already given her breakfest this morning... I'm afraid she's rather... sensitive about her smaller form. As the face of the shrine she tends to put alot of stock into appearance. So having to switch forms to recuperate is rather embarrasing for her.” She finishs with a shrug and reaches for another piece of toast.
“I'm afraid you may not see her until she has fully recuperated.”
Well. That could be a slight problem, you feel you have to tell the goddesses what you saw, though the question is, how do you go about it?
You sit down across for her and ponder the best way to word this and wonder if this is the right way to go about things, but you feel this would be your best opportunity to do so, especially since you cannot speak to either Kanako or Suwako at the moment.
“Sanae, if you have a moment I have something serious to talk about.” You say while reaching over for a piece of toast.
She looks up and you quizzically and cocks her head to the side. You’d hate to make the comparison to a dog but she does remind you of a large green haired puppy at times.
“Tell me, what do you know of Fox Spirits?”
She blinks a few times. “Uhm… not much, I know they have the ability to create fires and illusions, but I’m afraid they aren’t a very common species of Youkai.” She admits looking embarrassed.
You allow your tails and ears to show themselves. She stares at them in obvious curiosity.
“That’s the most common abilities yes, and the most people bother to remember as they are the flashiest. Like most species we have a myriad of abilities, but one of the more interesting ones is that we can control and enter others dreams. Normally voluntary on our part, the past two nights I’ve been thrust into the dreams of others against my will.” You explain
“The first night was into the dream of another apparent fox spirit whom I do not know. But last night I entered into the dream of one Yukari Yakumo.”
At that Sanae stiffens.
“Are… are you alright?” She looks at you worriedly.
You smile honestly at her concern. “Thank you but I’m fine, mostly. She actually bid me to deliver a message to Suwako and Kanako that I was hoping you could relay in my stead.”
“Oh… and that would be?” She looks at you more intensely, though the light of concern for your safety still evident aswell.
“She said that an incident has started, a woman has spirited away the Inchling princess from her castle and is threatening the stability of the land…. She said the goddesses would know what to do.”
She once again nods slowly. “Yes… I’m afraid I won’t be able to reach Lady Suwako for awhile, but I’ll let Lady Kanako know.” She states with determination.
She quickly gets up and makes for the door, but stops right before she passes you. You look up when you feel a hand rest on your shoulder.
Sanae is looking down at you with worry still on her face.
“Are you sure you are alright? Lady Yukari isn’t the most…“ You can see her trying to find the right word.
“Easy person to deal with.” She finishes after a moment.
You shake your head.
“I’m fine, barring extreme circumstances; you cannot actually be hurt in a dream. Though…” You clutch where her power had pierced your chest.
“It wasn’t the most pleasant conversation.”
She stares at you a moment longer before rubbing you on the shoulder a little. Then she continues to walk out of the room towards what you guess is the goddess’s bedrooms, leaving you alone with the TV and your own thoughts.
You eat your breakfast in relative silence, wondering what the goddesses will do about the whole situation.
- - -
You’ve finished breakfast and are putting the plates away as best you can, when you hear the door slowly open behind you while you work in the kitchen.
Sanae is standing there, staring at you with a serious look on her face, in her hand she is carrying her Gohei, and strapped to her back is a long object container wrapped in cloth.
“Lady Kanako wishes to speak to you.” She states, a slight waver in her voice.
She steps aside to open up the doorway.
“She is in the room at the far end. “ She raises a hand and points down the hallway.
“Alright, thank you, I’ll go speak to her.” You say, gently setting down the plates.
“I don’t suppose you could tell me what this is about?” You trail off hopefully.
“I’m afraid I cannot, but rest assured everything is alright.” She states, sounding more like she’s attempting to convince herself more than she is you.
You nod and walk past her into the hallway, seeing the door she is pointing to, nothing differentiating it from the ones around it.
You walk up to it and knock.
You hear nothing for a few seconds, before a voice speaks up, much lighter than her voice from before, but still carrying a regal tone.
“You may enter.”
You slide the door open, to see a rather expansive and well furnished room, decorated with weapons of all shapes and sizes, spears, swords, and other more esoteric choices lining the walls, along with suits of armor and large prayer scrolls.
In the center sitting cross legged on a small cushion is… a much smaller version of Kanako.
“Close the door behind you, and sit down.” She speaks in a tone just as authoritative as she does normally, but far more… amusing when she is speaking in the same pitch Suwako normally does.
This doesn’t seem like the time to laugh however as you follow her instructions.
When you sit across from her she closes her eyes and releases a deep breath, before looking straight into your eyes.
“Yesterday morning I left to slay a Youkai that was threatening my followers, I watched as it shrugged off my attacks like I was some pitiful fairy and slaughtered three of the Tengu. I had to call in Sanae to bring my sword, and while that hurt it, it could not kill it. That sword was enough to fight anything I’ve run across. Anything.” She states the last word with emphasis, as if attempting to affirm that it is a fact.
“With Suwako’s help it was enough to kill the beast via repeated attacks.”
She slams a hand into the table, cracking it a little.
“I am not embarrassed, I am ashamed. A beast that should not have posed a threat to me fought me to a standstill, and because of that three people died. Tell me everything you told Sanae.” She demands, obvious anger in her voice.
You tell Kanako everything you told Sanae, emphasizing the effects of the artifact that Yukari mentioned.
She continues staring at you.
And with a hiss in her voice she speaks up after you finish. “Prove it.”
Your thoughts slam to a halt, trying to figure out how to show proof as to what happened when it hits you. You slowly produce the card that was in your hand this morning from your pocket and place it on the table, the eye staring up at the ceiling.
She reaches out and grabs the card, holding it up in front of her face, twisting it this way and that.
She studies it for a few more moments, before letting it drop back onto the table.
She breathes deeply a few more times, before opening looking up at you again, visibly calmer.
“I’m… sorry, I just had to make sure.” She sounds apologetic.
“So you believe this artifact she spoke of is related to the Youkai yesterday?”
“Possibly?” You blurt out, before thinking on it some more. “I mean, I don’t know much of the artifact, but as you said the Youkai was far stronger than normal, it could quite easily be related.”
She nods.
“I’m sending Sanae out to the village and then Hakurei shrine to see look into the matter further. I’m going to have you go with her.”
…
“Ma’am?” You look at her.
She breaths in deeply once more and then starts speaking.
“I know you aren’t much of a fighter, not yet, but you have instincts Sanae doesn’t. She is good at what she does, and is a fine shrine maiden. But she is not street smart; you will be able to assist in the investigation.” She explains.
“Additionally it may be a good opportunity for you to see more of the world beyond the temple. I know Suwako took you to the village, but only briefly. You will be leaving this morning, I would suggest you get changed into something more… presentable. “ She finishes, looking at the jeans and shirt you are wearing, you threw it on having somewhat expect to be doing work on the grounds this morning.
You nod in understanding.
“Is there… anything in particular I should be wary of?”
She shakes her head in the negative. “Nothing that Sanae could not handle normally, while I know you do not have much experience in spellcard battles, you do have decent fighting experience according to Suwako.”
She glances past you towards the door.
“No, your task will be helping Sanae investigate the incident before it gets out of hand. I will stay here and gather my strength; Suwako is out doing her own investigation in the Tengu area of the mountain, I imagine if she has time she will join you later. I would suggest you go prepare.” She says with finality.
You nod and slowly get up and exit the room, entering the hallway again, and release a breath you did not know you had been holding.
That… went better than you expected.
- - -
Sanae is nowhere to be seen as you make your way through the temple again. You enter your room and change into your suit. Straightening it and using illusions to remove any marks or scuffs it’s had over the past couple of days. After today you dearly need to ask Sanae about getting it cleaned.
You make sure to pocket your spellcards again, including the card left behind by Yukari, and walk back into the main room, to see Sanae has emerged from wherever she was, praying quietly at the large altar in the central chamber.
She stands up as you enter; bowing once more towards the altar then turns towards you.
“I see you are joining me.” She states with a smile on her face as she claps her hands together.
“If you have everything, let us be off!” She states, sounding far more eager than you expected her to be. Especially with how wary she seemed earlier when she sent you to Kanako's room.
Running past you, she snatches your hand and starts dragging you before you start running with her, she hops down from the top step onto the dirt, kicking the ground with the tip of her foot as she lands and she goes flying into the air, dragging you along with her.
You are fairly sure if you are human she would have yanked your arm out of your socket with that last trick.
Instead you just grip her hand as tightly as you can, as she seems to be in a hurry to get to the human village as soon as possible, watching the landscape speed by you.
Just a few minutes later you happily feel Sanae slowing down as the human village comes into view, before she makes a hard turn away from it towards a small wooded hill, on top of which sits a shrine.
“Sanae? Where are we going!?” You shout to be heard over the wind.
“Hakurei Shrine!” She shouts back. “We’re going to see the shrine maiden there to ask if she knows anything!”
She slows down and eventually stops and lands at the top of a set of long stone stairs that led up the shrine, giving you a good look at the place.
It’s a much more humble affair than the Moriya shrine. Smaller and more humble all around, a simple peaked wooden structure, with a simple garden to the side and well swept grounds and stone path leading to the front entrance and donation box.
Lounging next to the donation box and basking in the morning sunlight is a young woman with blonde hair and a getup that shoots straight to the top of the ‘oddest ensemble’ contest, eating some grapes and drinking from a sake gourd. You’d interject because of her age but you see the two horns sticking out the side of her head.
Oni. Like the ones you saw drinking yesterday.
Actually on closer inspection, she may be one of the ones you saw yesterday. She quizzically glances in your direction before giving a lazy wave. “Mornin’ Greenie.” The young woman slurs out, clearly quite drunk already.
“Ah. Good morning Suika.” Sanae states with a slight tinge of distaste.
“You wouldn’t to happen to know where Reimu is would you?”
“Yep!” Suika responds cheerfully, going back to drinking from her gourd.
“You wouldn’t perhaps mind telling me where she is would you?” Sanae replies with patience.
“Nope! Wouldn’t mind at all.” Yet more drinking from the gourd, before letting out a pleased sigh and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
Suika unsteadily stands up and gestures for you to follow her, leading to with a wobbly gait a path leading towards the back of the shrine.
You follow her, idly wondering if she fell over would she get stuck with one of her horns in the dirt.
She turns the corner with you right behind her, revealing a large pond on the backside of the shrine, in it sits a large… tortoise? Gently bobbing in the water, surrounded by reeds and lily pads.
Sitting on the back porch of the shrine drinking a cup of tea, is who you imagine is Reimu.
A young girl in a red and white ensemble, looking over the water with a peaceful expression on her face, at the giggling of the Oni she turns to look in your direction, a slight frown marring her features as she does so.
“Good morning Reimu.” Sanae states, bowing in respect, she places a hand on your back and pushes you to do the same.
You follow her hand and bow along with her and rise when you she does so.
“I was hoping to have a word with you regarding a possible incident?” Sanae states looking at her expectantly.
Reimu grunts and motions you and Sanae inside. Getting up and picking up the tea tray as she moves.
You follow Sanae up the back stairs before you feel your head collide with a piece of wood, you glance up and see Reimu’s Gohei pressed against your forehead.
“Don’t know you, just stay out here with Suika while I talk to Sanae.” Reimu states, sounding irritated.
You turn to look at Sanae who just gives you a rather awkward nod and holds a finger to her lips.
Reimu walks inside and Sanae follows, closing the door behind her, leaving you standing there awkwardly on the porch.
---
You sit down on the porch where Reimu was, looking over the pond, Suika walks up to you and with a grunt pulls herself up to lounge next to you.
“Soooo….” Suika slurs out.
“Greenie…” A large smirk is present on her features.
“You tapping that?” The smirk gets somehow wider before she starts laughing uproariously.
Yes… awkward indeed.
“I’m afraid not, I am simply a guest of her shrine.” You admit truthfully.
“Tenant of the Moriya? They aint no fun, ‘cept Suwako sometimes.”
She takes a large drink from her gourd before offering it to you.
You eye the gourd warily before refusing.
“Bah, no fun either.” She scoffs, a frustrated look on her face appearing only briefly before she breaks into another fit of giggles.
You have no idea how long you are going to be out here...
You’ve never gotten along particularly well with Oni. But you feel that this will be the only company you are going to have for awhile.
“So… Suika was it? I’m Ayumu.” You hold out your hand for her to shake.
She gives you a curious glance, pausing in her drinking, before breaking out into yet another grin and grasps your hand in a very firm grip, shaking it up and down rapidly.
“Well aint that a proper greeting.” She shakes it a little more before letting go, a slight numbness now in your fingers that you try to shake off a little, seemingly not noticing your plight she asks a question.
“Whatcha doin’ shackin’ up with the Moriya?”
You smile lightly. “There were a several shrines offering shelter when I arrived, the Moriya shrine was one of them, as she wasn’t swamped with applicants at the time I decided to give it a shot. Barring a few… things, it’s been pleasant; they’re good people for the most part, I’ve only been in Gensokyo for a few days.”
She nods her head. “So you’re one of the new arrivals then?”
“Yes. I arrived on the train the other day; I take it you’ve been here awhile?”
“Mmhmm.” She takes another swig from the gourd. "Been here since the beginnin’.”
A comfortable silence fills the air, just the sound of birds, the gentle rippling of the pond water, and the sloshing liquid of the gourd from an Oni attempting to replace her blood stream with alcohol.
The tortoise is still floating in the pond, lazily sunning itself. While further beyond it you can see a rough dirt path heading into the woods on the other side of the hill, it is flanked at the edge by two Komainu statues looking into the forest.
You lean back and little and close your eyes, enjoying the sounds of nature, while Moriya shrine is lovely, and you’ve lived in Tokyo most of your life, you are still a fox, and nothing quite beats the feel and sound of nature.
You lean back a little into the gentle warmth and cushion behind you, sighing contently as two arms snake around your neck and rest on your chest, a gentle humming with a lovely feminine tone joining the sounds of nature around you.
… Wait a minute.
“Ooh… Reimu finally brought a man home~” A husky voice speaks from right next to your ear.
You jump startled off the porch, flailing a little but managing to land on your feet, you turn back towards the porch to see a green-haired woman in what appears to be a stage magicians costume, floating there, giggling behind her hand.
A second glance does confirm in fact that she is floating there, not flying, she is gently bobbing up and down, her legs cutoff at the thighs to form what appears to be some sort of ghostly cloud.
Suika has joined her in laughing at your expense; you shake away the bit of dirt that got on your clothes and wait for her to finish her giggle fit.
It doesn’t last very long. She composes herself and gives you a mock stage bow. The cone hat on top of her head flapping comically about as she does so.
“Good morning, I am Mima, master of magic, mysticism, mystery, and maliciousness.”
She raises herself back up and appraises you with a wolf like grin.
“And you… You are interesting!”
She fades from view, becoming completely transparent before disappearing completely.
You feel a hand on her shoulder and turn to see her floating there on her belly, legs kicking idly behind her like she was lounging on a couch.
“We hardly get visitors here, and never of the male persuasion… Wontcha tell ol’ Mima your name?” She bats her eyelashes at you.
You quirk an eyebrow at the display, honestly compared to who you've met so far, this is a personality you are at least somewhat familiar with coming from the big city.
“Ayumu. No additions I'm afraid, just a simple newcomer.”
“Oh, I do highly doubt it's as simple as that.” She states, looking like a cat eyeing the canary.
“While it's true the Moriya are desperate for followers, to bring one along for a possible Incident?”
“Now that's interesting!“ She presses a finger against your forehead, using the momentum to gently float backwards away from you.
“Especially one as new as you say you are.” She rotates a few times in the air before coming back to her original 'standing' position, arms raised in a shrugging gesture. "Makes one think the Moriya are getting desperate.”
…
“Desperate? Desperate how?”
She gives you an odd look.
“Don't tell me... they haven't told you?” She questions with mock horror.
“Told me what?” You ask.
She gives you a rather malicious grin, propping her chin on a fist.
“Well... if you don't know, far be it from me to tell you.”
She gains a sly grin on her face.
“Though... If you're ever curious... just ask Sanae about the underground sometime.”
You blink.
“...Underground?”
She gives another rather vicious grin, before fading away from view.
“That would be telling!” You hear a cackle from where she was before it fades away, leaving you standing there awkwardly next to the porch, where Suika is still lounging there drinking from her gourd.
Suika gives a look to you before shaking her head.
“Gah, don't mind her none, she doesn't even drink. Or... can't drink. One of the two!” She declares with finality.
“Just tryin' to start trouble.” She mumbles.
She looks between her gourd and you for a moment, before pulling herself to her feet with a hop.
“Comeon, enough of that! I'll give ya the grand tour!” She yells cheerfully, and starts running back to the front of the shrine weaving side to side with her arms stretched out like an eager kid, leaving you to catch up to her.
You move back to the front of the shrine to find Suika standing there grinning broadly with her hands on her hips. She raises her arms in the air and yells happily. “Hakurei Shrine, population one! Home of barrier maidens for generations.”
“Barrier maiden?”
She looks at you confused for a moment, before giggling.
“Right, outsider.”
She points up behind the temple towards the blue sky. You try to figure out what it is she's pointing out, something on the roof?
When you see a shimmering off into the distance, it looks like... the sun is reflecting off of a shimmering pool of water... right where the distant sky would be. You've never noticed it before...
“Gensokyo's full of all sorts of fun types! So we try to keep them in and outsiders.... Out!” She says with a giggle.
“Course that don't stop people from wandering their way in from time to time, and those that aren't welcome try to force the issue. That's where Reimu comes in! She's descended from a long line of barrier maidens.”
She makes a few swinging motions her hand hands.
“She beats them over the head with that stick of hers till they see reason and play nice. Like Mima there.”
“Mima?” You repeat.
“Yep! Something about trying to destroy the world. Wasn't around myself, think I was drinking with Yuugi at the time. Still! Few good whacks upside the head with Reimu's whacking stick made her see reason.”
“And does this happen... often?” You ask.
She laughs at the question. “Nah! Just every couple months or so.”
You slowly turn to glance towards the shrine again, trying to figure out what you've managed to get yourself into.
“Oh...”
- - -
Suika turn this way and that as she looks over the grounds. Before closing her eyes in apparently deep concentration before she speaks up again.
“Actually…Yep! That’s all there is to it!”
“'Fraid there aint actually that much to this place come to think of it.” She shrugs and walks over to the front porch and hoists herself onto it, legs kicking underneath her as she sets her gourd beside her.
“So… do you live here with Reimu?” You ask.
She giggles at the question.
“Nah, Reimu’s just good fun to be around.”
She pours herself a drink from the gourd, having produced a small sake dish from a back pocket.
“Nobody lives here besides Reimu… well.”
She scratches the side of her head.
“Mima I guess, though she doesn’t really ‘live’ here. Used to have a maid too, though not sure what happened to her.”
She pauses to glance off towards the entrance of the shrine before shrugging again.
“Bah, talking like this aint no fun. Just lounge with me for a bit, they’re gonna be awhile talkin’ bout boring stuff!” She hoists her cup up cheerfully, patting the spot beside her.
You nod and sit yourself next to the diminutive Oni, listening as she starts regaling you with tales of previous incidents.
- - -
“And she was so panicked she gave me land up in heaven! Wasn’t even hers to begin with!” Suika breaks into a laughing fit, finishing up a tale of her fighting some troublemaker that sparked an incident a couple months back. Leaning comfortably against the front door as she drinks.
“So that’s where you live then?”
“One of my places yep!” She says cheerfully. "Though I don’t spend too much time up there in heaven, the Celestials are boring.”
You nod, not understanding in the slightest but feeling it would be good idea not to question it.
The door slides open behind Suika. Leaving the Oni to fall backwards comically and hit her head the wood floor, causing her to yelp and start muttering expletives.
In the doorway is Reimu, looking both exhausted and annoyed, seemingly not noticing the plight of the Oni besides her as she steps out the doorway and past you.
She doesn’t even glance in your direction before she gently floats up and away from the shrine, heading off in a direction you haven’t been yet towards the east.
Sanae steps out aswell afterwards, closing the door behind her.
She watches as Reimu fades into the distance with a slight frown on her face, before turning to look again at you, a small smile finding its way onto her features.
“Reimu is off to go investigate in her own way, we shall be heading to the human village next, are you ready to go?” She asks.
You give a glance at Suika, who is currently rubbing the back of her head.
“I suppose so.” You push yourself up to your feet. "Anything in particular we are looking for there?”
“I have a few ideas, and will be asking some friends who live there to see if they’ve heard anything.”
She holds out her hand for you to grab which you do so, and thankfully this time she is has a far slower start as she takes off, pulling you behind her as you head towards the human village.
---
It’s still a short flight either way as she sets you both down gently just inside the gates.
The village is much the same as it was the last time you were here, still a buzz of activity, various people moving about carrying goods in and out of the town, honestly you are still surprised at the population.
She starts walking towards the center of town, gesturing for you to follow her. After a few minutes of walking, and dodging market goers too distracted to notice where they were standing, you come into what you imagine to be the town square.
A large central square, paved with fine stones, upon which sits a few market stalls, though of much higher quality goods than the ones near the gate, a few carts are placed around aswell.
In the center of the square is a large stone statue of a dragon, and behind it is a large brick building. What you would guess to be the town hall.
Sanae pulls you aside near the statue.
“So… right now I have three possible contacts but I do not believe we have time to get a hold of them all.” She states in a quiet voice.
She pulls out a small notepad and pen from a back pocket.
“First is Keine Kamishirasawa, she’s a school teacher here, also a Youkai, she would be best for knowing any new rumors in the town, as she has a talent for gathering information.
Second would be Hieda no Akyuu, local lady of a noble house, she doesn’t get out much but she the local chronicler. So if anything has happened outside the village she would be one of the best suited to get information.
Third and last would be Kosuzu Motoori, a local book seller, while perhaps not having any information about the incident, she does keep rather… “ Sanae looks to the side.
“…Odd books, she might have more information about this artifact. What do you think?”
Chapter 7: The Human Village
Summary:
The Human Village is a madhouse, isn't it?
Chapter Text
You think about your options a moment, before speaking up again.
“I would think Hieda and Kosuzu would be our best options. Hieda would be the best for any outside leads, which we sorely need right now, and with Kosuzu it would be helpful to find anything we can about this artifact."
Sanae makes a few scribbles on her notepad before pocketing it.
“Alright, lets head over to the Hieda estate first then!” And she starts walking south from the village square.
Hieda... it sounds familiar.
It is a fairly brief walk, no more than two or three blocks; you were already in the nice part of town. Sanae turns into a large gated complex. Ornate in construction, it dwarfs most of the structures around it.
A large garden surrounds a beautiful wooden home sitting in the center of the complex; the building is of relatively modern design aswell. Moving about the grounds you can see servants working and guards standing post.
Ms. Hieda must be either rather wealthy, rather important, or both.
Sanae walks until she reaches the front door of the structure, before taking off her shoes to set in a basket near the door, and slipping into some provided slippers, she instructs you to do the same as she opens the door to let you into the building.
You walk past her and into the building, stepping on a finely made hardwood floor, a far cry from the other buildings you've seen in the village so far on the interior aswell. You've entered into a large central chamber, with rooms along the sides.
Along the far wall is a large set of windows overlooking the garden, and in the center is a desk covered in writing implements, the whole chamber is constructed almost like a throne room. Large open central space, with very little in it, to draw attention to it’s main focus, in this case the desk.
Sitting on a pad behind the desk is a woman in fine clothing, who gingerly puts down a quill pen as you and Sanae enter.
She looks up at you and Sanae and smiles, violet eyes matched by equally violet hair framing her... face. Something tugs in your memory, no... it can't be.
“Good morning Sanae, I see you've brought a guest aswell!”
The woman stands up behind the table and gives a deep bow to the both of you.
“Greetings, I am Hieda no Akyuu, chronicler of Gensokyo.” She rises with a bright smile on her features.
It is!
“Thank you follow allowing us audience miss Akyuu.” Sanae bows in response.
You match her bow.
“Yes, thank you for the audience... Amu.” You rise smirking to see Sanae looking at you with confusion on her face matched only by the one on miss Hieda's countenance aswell.
She blinks rapidly, confusion slowly leading to realization.
Hieda points towards you slowly, her mouth opening like she is trying to figure out what to say.
“Ay... Ayumu?” She finally lets out.
You nod with a grin, sticking your arms out to your sides.
She leaps over the table, scattering writing implements across the desk and the floor, before launching herself into your chest in a hug.
“What is...?” Sanae looks between you and Hieda. “You know Miss Akyuu?”
You chuckle, rubbing 'Akyuu' on the head a little before pushing her away slowly.
“I knew her when she was Amu.” You clarify. “Helped her family out with some... issues in Numazu.”
Hieda coughs lightly into her hand, regaining her composure, slightly, before smiling up at you.
“Have you moved into Gensokyo?” She asks.
“Indeed, just a few days ago, I am staying with the Moriya for the time being, they have been most gracious hosts. I would have sought you out, but I'm afraid I didn't know you were here milady.” You say apologetically.
Hieda pouts a little, before shaking her head. Seemingly remembering what she was supposed to be doing.
“Come, sit! You are guests of the Hieda house, please! Make yourself comfortable.”
She walks back to her desk and sits herself behind it, gesturing to some cushions in front of it.
You walk up and sit down, Sanae following shortly afterwards, still visibly confused at the whole situation.
“So, what can I do to help you?” She asks, looking between you and Sanae.
“Yes, thank you...” Sanae speaks up.
She pulls out her notepad again.
“We're on task for an incident, someone has spirited away the Inchling Princess and we were hoping you may know something about it?” Sanae looks at Akyuu hopefully.
“Hmm...” Akyuu closes her eyes and thinks for a moment.
“I'm afraid I do not have much information, Sukuna, the inchling princess has indeed been taken from her castle, but the perpetrator is unknown to me. I'm afraid this only happened a few days ago, and none questioned apparently knew the perpetrator beforehand. I will happily keep looking into it, but I'm afraid I do not at this time have any information as to who has taken her, and possibly more importantly. Why. I apologize.” She finishes, bowing slightly.
“That's alright, if you would please keep looking into it, we would be most grateful.” Sanae states managing to control the disappointment in her tone.
“Indeed, would it be possible for us to speak to the inchlings aswell?” You ask.
Hieda shakes her head.
“I'm afraid not, the inchlings rarely leave their castle, and no outsiders are allowed inside unless under very rare circumstance, doubly so now that someone has taken their princess, which raises still more questions how someone managed to get to her.” She explains.
“As I said I will continue looking into it, but for the time being you may want to look into other sources, the most I could say at this point is the perpetrator is almost certainly new to Gensokyo. Is there anything else I could help you with?”
“Yes... actually.” You speak up.
“Could I speak to you alone for a moment Akyuu?”
Both girls look at you in surprise, before Akyuu nods.
“Certainly! If you could just give us a moment miss Sanae?” Akyuu glances at Sanae.
Sanae looks between the two of you then nods, getting up and walking back out the front door.
Akyuu speaks up as soon as the door closes.
“Are they treating you well?” She's... glaring at the door Sanae walked through.
You wave your hand along with your head.
“Yes, they have treated me quite well, honestly far better than I expected when I arrived here. They can be a little... odd. But have been very kind and helpful in getting me acclimated.”
She glares a moment more before her expression softens, turning back to look at you.
“I am glad to hear it, I hadn't known you were coming or I would have sent an invitation.” She frowns.
“That's quite alright, as I said, I had no idea you were here either.” But I did actually have a question for you.”
“Yes...?” She cocks her head a little.
“I had a... dream a few nights ago. Or better put, I entered someone else's. Some form of fox cult on Inari Mountain in Kyoto. Someone I've never seen before was leading almost a... congregation, humans were giving offerings, but they moved without rhyme or reason, like someone was controlling their actions. A nine tails was leading them, when she discovered I was in her dream things got a little...”
You trail off.
“Dicey.”
Akyuu looks at you in concern. “Are you alright?”
“Yes I'm fine, nothing that happens in a dream is permanent, still, she was most hostile at my presence.”
She nods. “When would you say this was? No fox spirits are active on Inari Mountain anymore that I'm aware of.”
“I couldn't exactly place it, but I would guess well over a hundred years ago.”
She closes her eyes again, hand reaching up to rub against her temple. “Hmm... I would need to look into the records for that area, it shouldn't take longer than a day or two to find the correct information, though I certainly don't remember hearing about a cult like that operating in Kyoto, you didn't recognize them?”
You grimace. “I'm afraid not, I wasn't in Kyoto during that time period and even then it's not like I kept tabs on all the different families.”
She nods. “I'll look into it the best I can for you, while I have my servants look into the incident.”
You reach out and ruffle her hair a bit. “Thank you, it is most appreciated Amu.”
She giggles at the attention. “I haven't been called that in a hundred years at least!”
“And look at you, still answering to Ayumu!”
You shrug with a smile on your face. “It works, haven't had to change it so far. It isn't like the old days where foxes were trying to kill each other for power, aint enough of us left.”
She giggles some more before batting your hand away, trying to fix her hair back up.
“Enough of that! Though it is good to see you again, really. I'll have one of my servants come around to the shrine whenever I find anything out. Though of course, you are welcome to visit whenever you wish; there will always be a room available.”
“Of course, and thank you once again. I will be in touch.” You say with a smile.
“You are welcome, I will get to work on...” She glances down at her desk, seeing the mess she's left behind, including a spilled ink pot on some rather lengthy documents.
“IT?!?!” She lets out a nasty shriek as she pulls the paper out of the ink, fanning it rapidly sending ink flying in all directions.
… You think she'll be busy for awhile. You back out of the room before any of the ink lands on you.
- - -
You step back outside into the garden, to see Sanae standing besides the front gate, checking something on her... phone?
You walk up to the front gate.
“How's the cellular service out here?” You ask curious over her shoulder.
“Non-existent, but it IS a useful way of getting the news.”
You take a closer look, and she is indeed reading a news article.
'Kakashi Spirit' the website reads.
Below that a picture of a giant smoldering skeleton, with the headline-
'Gashadokuro Attack Leaves Three Dead!'
“How are you managing that?” You ask, slightly regretting leaving your phone back at the temple.
She snaps the phone shut and stuffs it into a pocket.
“It's a service the Tengu setup. They use a similar device for communication; it didn't take too long for some Tengu businesses to get onto the idea aswell. Luckily for us it works on my phone, I'm afraid the barrier blocks normal cellular service however.”
You nod… that could be useful in the future.
“But then... how does the TV work?”
Sanae looks at you for a moment then shrugs.
“You'd have to ask Yukari, apparently she has one aswell and wanted it to work, so she made it work. We don't exactly have a satellite dish… “
“Anything helpful in the article then?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “Just what we knew already.”
“I’m afraid the Tengu do not have any apparent leads either, just speculation, though Kakashi spirit isn’t the most… reliable news source.” She states with a slight grimace. “More of a paparazzi rag.” Huh… good to know the news has the same problem here aswell.
“Shall we get going?”
You nod. “Yes, please let the way.”
She smiles than starts walking back towards the village square.
“So you knew Miss Hieda beforehand?” She asks, obvious curiosity in her voice.
“Indeed, as I said I helped her and her family out with a task in the past, though I'm afraid I cannot go into much detail about it. I had no idea she was here, I must admit it is rather nice to see a familiar face again...” You admit.
“Well... not precisely a familiar face, it's more her mannerisms I recognized than any particular features, though there is only one chronicler of that family, I'm afraid I didn't recognize the family name when you first mentioned it.”
She nods with a smile on her face. “That's good then! Hopefully she can provide us with some information soon!” She gives a little fist pump to herself before jotting down some more notes quickly, tucking it away before you could see what she is writing.
It takes another good ten minutes of walking, you've gone past the square again and made a hard turn east towards the opposite side of the village you entered.
Sanae even comes to a stop in front of rather quaint shop, the size above the door proclaiming it as 'Suzunaan'
“This is Kosuzu's shop, she's very friendly, so don't worry about that, though do be aware she can be a little... overly curious.”
You nod and follow her as she walks inside.
The inside of the shop if warm and cozy, books of all shapes and sizes lining the walls from floor to ceiling. All different types aswell, from cookbooks to romantic fiction, and in as many languages aswell, Japanese, Chinese, English and more. This store has a rather surprising amount, it may be worth checking out a few if things get a bit dull back at the temple.
You follow Sanae past the various bookshelves and haphazard piles of tomes on the floor, coming to a stop before a large wooden desk in a western style. A young girl with auburn hair is reading a book at the desk, humming to a tune playing on a record player besides her.
Sanae reaches over and taps on a bell that sits on the counter.
The girl jumps a little at the interruption, before catching herself and closing the book.
“Good morning! Welcome to Suzunaan! How can I help you?” She speaks in a voice bright and cheerful, sounding every bit the teenage girl she appears to be. She reaches over to turn off the record player as she gets up to look at you. Blinking as recognition flits across her features.
“Oh! Good morning miss Sanae! I hardly see you around this part of the village! And mister....”
“Ayumu.” You supply.
“Good morning to you aswell mister Ayumu! Is there something in particular you two are looking for?”
Sanae smiles at the young girl. “Thank you Kosuzu, yes actually we are, we are looking to see if you had any books about a particular object we are looking into.”
“Well you've come to the best shop in town!” The girls states proudly. “What is the object in question?”
You cut in. “We are looking into an artifact that belongs to the Inchlings, a small golden mallet, does it sound familiar?”
She scrunches her face in concentration, before breaking out into a smile.
“Yes actually we d-”
She halts mid exclamation.
“Did... did have.”
“I'm afraid someone came in about a week ago and checked out the only book about it.”
Sanae grimaces. “Was it someone you knew?”
Kosuzu shakes her head. “No, she came in early in the morning to check it out, was rather abrasive about it, she paid good money though, was supposed to bring it back in next month. Didn't leave a name either, said it wouldn't be necessary when she comes back into town.”
“It was rather odd now that I think about it...” She scratches the side of her head.
“Did you read the book yourself?” Sanae asks, interrupting her pondering.
Kosuzu looks offended at the question. “I'll have you know I read all of the books here!”
“My apologies, then could you please give us some information about it?”
Kosuzu nods.
“The only magical mallet attributed to the Inchlings is the Uchide no Kozuchi. The Miracle Mallet, from what I remember it could grant any wish the heart desired, though it only worked in the hands of an Inchling. Issun-Boshi used it during his adventures, which is what the book was about. Not a whole lot is known about the mallet itself.”
She shakes her head.
“I'm afraid there isn't a lot to say about it, its main use in the tale was to change the size of objects it hits.”
“Any ideas of other abilities? Like granting power? Or causing aggression?” Sanae asks, writing in her notepad.
Kosuzu shakes her head again. “Not that I'm aware of, it could grant wishes so it could theoretically do anything you could want it too, but there isn't a lot of information about it.”
Sanae nods, making notes in her notepad.
“Thank you for the information.”
Kosuzu smiles. “Sure, what's with all the fuss about it?”
Sanae smiles back. “Suwako has me looking into an old artifact she said belonged to the Inchlings, just an idle curiosity.”
Kosuzu nods in understanding. “Is there anything else I could help you with?”
“No, thank you.” Sanae responds. “You were a great help.”
Sanae gives a quick bow to Kosuzu which the girl returns, turning and leaving the shop almost as fast as she entered it, leaving you to catch up.
“Come again!” You hear Kosuzu shout from behind you.
You exit the shop to find Sanae standing outside.
“Sorry about that. “ Sanae speaks in a whisper.
“If Kosuzu found out about a possible incident she would go investigate it herself, which would be immensely dangerous for her.”
You nod in understanding.
“She's a good, but young girl. It's best she doesn't get mixed up in this. Shall we get some food and go over our notes?” She offers with a smile.
You nod and allow her to guide you back to the village square.
She walks a little ways back towards the entrance of the village past the square, before walking into a small restaurant.
'Tatsumi's'
The sign next to the door states, some form of noodle house on closer inspection.
You follow Sanae inside and are quickly sat at a table. Sanae pulls out her notepad and starts going over her notes with you.
- - -
“We found out both more, and at the same time less than I expected.” She states with a sigh, closing the notepad back up again.
“It's good that we know more about the artifact now, but none of its abilities match what was described to us, though of course anything is possible with something that can grant wishes." She admits with a grumble.
“And we still have no information about the perpetrator either; besides the description you were able to give us. Perhaps Suwako or Kanako will be able to speak to the Inchlings, for now however I'm afraid we are at a bit of a dead-end.” She leans back into her seat, idly twirling a strand of her hair.
“We've only just started our investigation to be fair, lets just rest and eat for now we can continue afterwards.” You state, sympathetic.
She gives a small nod and you both order your food and eat, Sanae giving you more information on the human village while you do so.
Apparently it was founded about a hundred years back by humans who had crossed the border accidentally, they banded together to survive against hostile animal and youkai species, and as more humans came in and youkai became more friendly to the humans the village expanded into what is now here.
Most youkai are welcome within reason, though plenty of humans still get nervous at the site of them, most either hide their more obvious youkai features, though some like the Oni don't bother, being very friendly to humans… and being too strong to worry about it.
You wonder if you could get away of dropping the disguise while in the village, but you leave that thought for another time.
You finish up your meal and are starting to get up when you feel a hand press down at your shoulder, forcing you back into your seat with a grunt. A glance across the table shows Sanae going over her notes again. She looks up when you grunt, but before she can say anything a voice behind you speaks up.
“Now now... I raised you better than that dear... eating on the job... for shame!” You glance up to see...
Suwako, though she has traded her normal outfit for street clothes, the hat is gone aswell.
“Er... I... we've investigated and were just taking a little break!” Sanae explains half panicked.
Suwako leans down a bit more onto your shoulders, her strength pushing you rather uncomfortably into the chair.
“Hmm.... is that so?” She drawls out, looking between Sanae and you.
Sanae frantically nods.
She stares at Sanae a moment more before breaking out into giggles.
“Calm yourself dear, I'm only teasing ya.” She reaches across the table to ruffle Sanae's hair, pressing you even further into your seat. Before walking past to you take a chair.
“So... what've ya'll found out?” Sanae asks.
- - -
Sanae gives her the results of your investigation so far.
Suwako clicks her tongue and leans back into the seat.
“Not a lot but it's a start.”
“I'm afraid you've had more luck than I have, the Tengu couldn't give me any information, apparently the damned thing came outta nowhere and just starting wrecking the place.”
She lets out a long sigh before turning to look at you.
“If ya'll are finished up here go ahead and head back to the temple, I've got a few things to check into at the village, while you can get some more trainin'.”
You nod, and stand up from the table, Suwako waving the both of you away as she seems determined to get some food herself.
Sanae pays the bill and steps outside, raising her arms above her head and popping her shoulders with a satisfied grunt before smiling at you.
“Shall we get going back to the temple then?” She asks cheerfully, whether her mood's been raised by a good meal, or from seeing Suwako you're not sure.
“Sounds like a plan.” You respond.
She starts walking the rest of the way back to the entrance of the village. It's even busier than before, as farmers are bringing in fresh harvest from the fields, causing a backup at the gate, forcing you and her to fly the rest of the way out of the village, landing on the other side of the gates.
She walks over to a little knoll before stopping, digging into one of her sleeves before pulling out a flight card, most likely the one she was using earlier.
“This'll be a good time for practice, how would you like to try flying a bit?”
You nod and produce the card from your pocket.
“Hold out your arm.” She sticks out her arm, the card held between two fingers, and you match the motion.
“Channel your energy into the card, like you would any normal spellcard, and as you feel it activate, just hop on your feet.”
You nod and channel the magic into the card, feeling nothing at first, before with a slight tugging sensation; you feel your body being lifted ever so slightly off the ground.
Heeding Sanae’s instructions, you give a slight hop, and your momentum stops in midair, leaving you floating above the ground. It’s hard to describe… there’s no issue with balance at all, you can feel the card keeping you righted as you float there.
“All movements are thought based, simply picture where you want to be going and the card will do the rest.” Sanae explains.
You nod once more, focusing on another hill a dozen yards away, and with another slight tug, you feel your body moving towards it.
With just a slight change in focus you can direct your body in any direction you like, and with another simple thought you can control the speed aswell. This is far simpler than you expected.
Sanae guides you around the field gently as you get used to it.
You can’t help giggling like a schoolboy the more you get used to it, a flying fox, who would have thought it.
- - -
A few more minutes of practice and you think you’ve gotten a good hang of it, Sanae starts leading a lazy path through the air back to the temple that you follow slowly behind.
Far more gentle than any flight previously, you actually have time to enjoy the view at your sedate pace, the farmers are all out in their fields now, you can spot some Youkai aswell helping out.
It’s mid afternoon now, the sunlight lighting up the forest as you fly past. You pass over a winding river that cuts through it, the water sparkling in the light, crystal clear aswell.
Lounging in the water you can see a young woman, wearing a fine kimono and with ocean blue hair.
Huh, two familiar faces in the same day.
You speed up a bit to tap Sanae on the shoulder; she comes to a stop in midair to look at you, leaving you to almost run into her.
You point down towards the river as you catch yourself.
“Friend of mine I met during the train ride, maybe they might know something?”
Sanae looks down at the river quizzically, before nodding with a smile on her face.
“Let’s go take a look.”
You turn and gently float down towards the river, passing through the trees before coming to a gentle stop on the rocks lining the bank.
Wagasaki is lying on her back, a large fish tail sticking out of the bottom of the kimono, paddling gently in the water.
That certainly explains the wheelchair on the train. Gentle singing rises above the sound of the water as she floats along.
“Toward Sado, toward Sado, even the tree leaves and grasses are blown by the wind. Is Sado such a nice place to live?”
Her voice carries far, clear and well pitched, it’s beautiful to listen to, but unfortunately you do have something to talk about.
“Good afternoon Miss Wagasaki.” You say, gently as not to startle her, Sanae coming to a stop behind you.
Her eyes slowly flutter open, looking about before focusing on you; a wide smile breaking across her features after a moment of confusion, she quickly flips over in the water, swimming over excitedly to the two of you.
“Good afternoon to you aswell kind sir! I’m afraid I haven’t seen you since the train trip, are you doing well?” She asks, beaching herself partially on the rocks, her tail still moving back and forth in the water behind her.
“Yes thank you, I am doing quite well, yourself?”
She nods at the question. “Quite well, the people here are friendly, and the water’s clean. It’s lovely here.”
“That’s good to hear.” You smile at her. “I am here with miss Sanae of the Moriya shrine, we were hoping you could answer a few questions?”
Sanae steps up and gives a slight bow.
Wakasagi returns the bow with a deep nod. Being unable to bow herself.
“Certainly, how can I be of assistance?”
Sanae speaks up. “We’ve heard reports of a pair of Youkai that may be up to trouble in the area, would you happen to have any knowledge of them?”
She thinks about it for a moment before shaking her head.
“My apologies, I’m afraid I’m really the only one around here, there are some who lives in the forest, including Miss Kagerou who comes to talk to me from time to time, but nobody causing trouble that I’m aware of.”
Sanae sighs. “Figures, no luck today…”
Wakasagi turns toward you. “I’m sorry, I’m afraid I really don’t know.”
Then, with a twitch and shiver running down her body, her gaze hardens, and she scowls at you.
“Why are you asking anyway? Do you believe I’ve been causing trouble?” She asks with a surprisingly harsh edge to her tone.
You are taken aback “No. No of course not, we are just hoping to stop some trouble before it starts is all.” You state, attempting to placate her
She is now outright glaring at you.
“Just because I’m new does not mean I’m going to cause problems for all the big and powerful youkai.” She growls out.
You take a step back, feeling Sanae place a hand on your shoulder as you do so.
“I assure you we meant no offence Miss Wakasagi.” Sanae offers.
Wakasagi glances between you and Sanae for a moment, before letting out another growl, swimming back deeper into the water and diving beneath its surface, disappearing in the water. Water that was crystal clear a moment ago is now dark and murky.
You give a glance to Sanae, who is fingering a spellcard, and watching the water.
“Should we leave?” You ask.
“I think we should.” Sanae agrees. “I have a feeling we aren’t welcome at the moment.”
You walk slowly away from the water, not turning your back to it, when you see the surface starts bubbling and rippling violently, water churning back and forth, when with a splash-
Wakasagi shoots up out of the water!
Holding a glowing spellcard in hand she shouts-
Scale Sign "Raging Waves of the Reversed Scale!"
A wave rises from the river and rapidly slams into you and Sanae, sending her flying into a tree and slamming you on to the ground.
The water recedes, leaving you panting on the ground; Sanae is already up again, swinging her Gohei as light shoots out of it.
Esoterica "Forgotten Ritual!"
Colorful balls of energy shoot of the Gohei, creating star patterns as they fly towards Wakasagi.
Wakasagi ducks into the water, the energy shooting overhead.
You pull yourself back up to your feet, grasping the spellcards in your pocket.
Chapter 8: A Fight
Chapter Text
You finish standing shakily back up to your feet, pulling the spellcards from your pocket. Sanae is standing at the ready, floating slightly off the ground now as she stares at the water and shifts her Gohei side to side slowly.
You back slowly away from the water, sticking to the outskirts, waiting for the mermaid to make her appearance again.
You do not have to wait long as she jumps once again out of the water, floating in the air, another spellcard glowing in her hands.
Scale Sign "Great Raging Waves of the Reversed Scale!"
Arrows of light, red and blue shoot out of the card as the water in the river churns violently, the light slowly forming a pattern before rapidly shooting out in all directions, forcing you to duck and dodge as they come at you from seemingly every direction.
Sanae responds in kind, comets of light shooting out of her weapon, small blitzes of electricity joining the mix as well. You watch her dodge the lights with practiced ease, a look of calm concentration on her face. A far cry from the ducking and weaving you are doing.
You finger the flight spellcard, before replacing it with an offensive option, you don’t feel you have a strong enough grasp of flight to match what Sanae is doing, it’s best to stay on the outside and get what shots in you can.
Fox Sign “Flame of Miyagi!”
You pour energy into the spellcard, your hand lighting in blue fire as you send balls of flame towards Wagasaki, joining Sanae’s efforts.
The mermaid twirls and spins through the air, desperately trying to keep moving. When, with another flash of light, the water in the river rushes out once again. The water glows with energy as it shoots out towards you and Sanae.
Sanae manages to just get above the wave in time, allowing it to flow past her as she produces another spellcard.
You on the other hand are not so lucky. The wave knocks over trees and sends debris flying everywhere as you desperately try to get out of the way. The edge of it clips you and knocks you to the ground, and you just barely manage to roll out of the way in time as more light arrows slam into the ground where you just were, dissipating as soon as they hit.
Sea Opening "The Day the Sea Split!"
You look up as Sanae conjures twin waves of light that spread and swing around coming at the mermaid from two directions, just as they were about to hit, Wagasaki falls back into the water, disappearing once again into its depths, leaving the waves of light to disappear harmlessly into the air.
Sanae growls in frustration, watching the water before glancing around the battlefield, her eyes landing on you slowly standing back up again.
She flies quickly over to you, helping you back up.
“Are you alright?” She asks, worry in her voice but still focused on the water.
“I’ll… I’ll be fine, I think I have a plan.”
She cocks her heads to the side in acknowledgement, but doesn’t turn her head away from the water.
“If you can prepare an attack, I can force her to stay up and take the brunt of it, instead of diving back into the water like she wants.”
She nods, fishing around in her sleeve for another spellcard, before taking to the air again.
- - -
Wagasaki surfaces once more, sending sprays of energy in all directions, forcing you to take cover behind a tree as it shoots past. Sanae responds in kind sending light back at her, the duel continuing.
You move from tree to tree, dodging the energy balls as you get closer to the river, the light isn’t aimed at you in so much as it is flying in every possible direction, it appears she appreciates quantity over accuracy.
Sanae keeps up the attack as you finally reach the edge of the river, a good two of three dozen yards away from the mermaid, still battling with Sanae in midair.
You pull the spellcard and channel energy into it.
Fox Sign – “What Was Not There”
You are not sure about the rules of whispering the name of your spellcard, but you are going with it.
A copy of yourself appears crouched next to you, shimmering faintly with your energy.
"Sanae! Now!”
Great Miracle "Yasaka's Divine Wind!"
Her voice carries across the clearing, an explosion of bright light in spiral patterns erupting from the spellcard in her hand, twisting and spiraling in all directions, the trees start shaking and dirt and dust is kicked up as a strong wind blasts the area.
The light then starts rapidly spinning towards Wagasaki, speeding towards her from multiple directions.
With a startled yelp the mermaid turns in the air to dive back into the water, but freezes as she sees you standing there on top of the water, blue flames dancing in your hands as you smirk up at her.
The confusion only lasts a moment before she goes to dive again, through you if necessary, but it was enough. She lets out a pained screamed as the lights slams into her back, sending her spinning in the air before she crashes onto the ground on the opposite end of the riverbank, unmoving.
Silence reigns as Sanae floats down to the ground again, the ‘you’ on the water disappearing as you stand up from your crouch behind a tree.
Sanae gives you a brief look over, before nodding and heading over to the unconscious mermaid.
You follow shortly afterwards after Sanae, who is currently standing next to the prone woman watching warily. When, with slight movements of her tail running across the rocks, Wagasaki groans and opens her eyes slowly. Sanae already has her Gohei in a ready position as the mermaid blinks slowly, looking around in confusion.
Her eyes look between you and Sanae before settling on you.
“A-Ayumu…?” She says, a slur in her voice.
She shakes her head side to side rapidly, trying to clear the grogginess.
“W-What happened?” She looks at you with obvious confusion.
Sanae responds to her question, slowly putting her Gohei away.
“You attacked us, do you not remember?” Sanae questions, more concern than you expected in her voice.
Wagasaki shakes her head again.
“I’m sorry… the last thing I remember is you asking me some questions regarding Youkai… then everything is fuzzy. I… I didn’t hurt you did I?” She looks frightened at the prospect, looking you up and down.
You wave her concerns away. “I’m fine, are you alright?”
She gives herself a brief look over.
“My clothes are ruined I believe, but I am fine… if a little sore.”
She pulls at the scraps of her outerwear with obvious frustration. Torn and muddy, it is indeed ruined, luckily enough for her; the kimono had multiple layers.
While she is Sanae pulls you to the side to whisper in your ear.
“What should we do?”
You clench your fist before letting it go again. “If it is anything like what I’ve experienced previously, she probably has been affected by the artifact we are looking into; it appeared to cause aggression from what I experienced of it.”
She shakes her head. “I know you stated it caused aggression, but on this level? I expected harsh words, not conflict.”
You glance away and rub the spot on your chest where Yukari… ended you.
“Remember when I mentioned that I spoke to Yukari in the dream?” She nods slowly.
“Well… when I said it wasn’t the most pleasant conversation, it was a bit more than that. She kind of… murdered me on the spot after giving me instructions, and she was acting like Wakasagi was here.”
Sanae blanches and steps back in a jerk.
“L-lady Yukari… killed you?!” She shouts across the clearing, Wakasagi jerks back aswell, though more at the outburst than the contents.
“Calm.” You speak firmly staring into Sanae’s eyes.
“The artifact was affecting her, like it was Wakasagi aswell, it changes your actions and affects one’s powers. And I cannot be hurt in a dream, the most she did was force me to wake up.”
She looks at you, obvious worry on her features.
She shakily holds up a hand to your chest, glowing in pure white light.
You start to jump back, to dodge the attack. When she closes the rest of the distance and places her hand on your chest.
A warm feeling suffuses over you… you feel the pains and soreness of the fight fade away.
Sanae has her eyes closed in concentration, then after a moment, she opens them slowly, and the light fades away.
She allows the hand to drop to her side.
“There was a faint trace of magical energy near your heart, but nothing harmful.” She shakes her head and lets out a sigh.
“Please tell me in the future when somebody is attempts to murder you please.” She says with a strained smile.
You nod; pissing off the laser priestess would probably be a bad idea.
“Now then!” She turns back to the mermaid, who has managed to ‘sit’ herself up, laying on her side, the fish tail slowly swishing along the rocks as she looks at you two in confusion.
Sanae glances at you and jerks her head towards the mermaid.
You walk up and past Sanae kneeing down to be face to face with Wakasagi.
“You’ve been here as long as I have. Have you run into anyone strange recently? And where have you been recently?”
She thinks about it for a moment, before shaking her head.
“I’m afraid not, I left the station shortly after I received directions to the nearest water source. While I do not require water to live, I am far more comfortable in it, I was planning to make my way into the human village tomorrow, but I’ve mostly been meeting a few people in the forest.” She explains.
“There’s Kagerou… who I believe arrived at the same time I did, she keeps to herself but is friendly.” She points off into the forest.
She claps her hands together. “Oh! There was also a woman with white hair near here yesterday! I’m afraid I didn’t get her name… I kind of kept my distance as she kept setting fire to some trees over and over while muttering to herself…”
You give a glance over to Sanae who just shakes her head and waves her hand in a dismissive motion.
“I’m afraid that’s it as regards to other people.”
Sanae cuts in. “If you headed straight here from the train station, where did you get your spellcards?”
Wakasagi blinks for a moment.
“A young girl with purple hair, about… yay high?”
She holds her hand up to what would be your thighs.
“She was handing them out on the path outside the trainstation. Said they were a requirement for self defense, she gave me brief instructions on how to activate a few then sent me on my way. I haven’t us-…”
She corrects herself with a blush. “I didn’t use them up until a few moments ago.”
“Can you describe what she looked like?” Sanae asks.
“Um, purple hair… brown eyes. She was dressed in a grey cloak but was wearing a red kimono underneath.”
“I’m afraid she didn’t give me her name…” She says apologetically.
You give another glance to Sanae, who shakes her head again before speaking up.
“Was there anyone else on the road?”
Wakasagi shakes her head in the negative.
“I’m sorry. She was the only one I ran into before I made it to the river, there were some humans, but we didn’t make conversation.”
Sanae nods before letting out another deep sigh.
“It’s more than we had before, today’s a day of half answers and further mysteries, but it’s something.” She tucks some hair behind her ear and bows to the mermaid.
“I thank you for your time.”
You bow with her and the mermaid returns it.
- - -
It’s a short flight back to the temple grounds, Wakasagi having gone back into the river to recover.
It’s roughly three in the afternoon when you land on the grounds, deserted as usual.
Sanae speaks up after looking around a moment.
“I’m going to go freshen up; I’d suggest you do the same. I’ll then get dinner started, Suwako suggested training you today…. But I think you just had some.” She gives you a wry smile before giggling. She gives you a wave a starts to walk back into the temple, leaving you on the grounds.
You head in aswell shortly afterwards, heading towards your room and a shower, quickly grabbing something more comfortable and hopping into the shower as you think about the day’s events.
Hakurei Shrine – Bust… maybe, you weren’t really there for information, and you do not know enough about Reimu to make a judgment call as to whether she will be helpful. That encounter with Mima was interesting in its own right… you are curious about the “underground” she mentioned.
Human Village – Success. At least in your mind, you certainly did not get all the information you set out for, but you did establish some useful contacts. You didn’t expect to run into Am- Akyuu. So with her being on your side you have an advantage. Kosuzu however wasn’t as great a lead as you had hoped for. You have a sneaking suspicion that the only book about the artifact being checked out before the incident wasn’t any coincidence either.
Wakasagi – Mystery. You don’t doubt what she told you was true, but the fact that even a brief contact with the perpetrators was enough to make her act like that worries you greatly. Then again, you aren’t fully sure how the artifact works in general, so it could be something even simpler, or far more complicated than that.
It was also your first taste of a spellcard duel, it was… chaotic to say the least, most of your fights were solved with the blade or the gun before. The idea of non lethal fighting has its appeal to be sure… though rules be damned you are sure there have been deaths before.
At the end of the day you will have to wait and see, at least in regards to Akyuu, beyond that you will see if Suwako has heard anything.
You finish up your shower and step back out marginally refreshed, swapping into a relatively clean pair of jeans and a shirt you head back into the main hall.
The scent of incense fills the room; on the altar are two sticks of it, slowly burning. Either Sanae came back and lit some, or the place is haunted.
You’ll just bet on Sanae as you head through the room and towards the dining area.
Inside the dining room you see Kanako, watching TV as she usually does. Still in her small form, she’s stacked several cushions on top of each other and is sitting on them cross legged, to be roughly the height she was before.
She gives you the customary glance and nod, and then turns back to the TV.
You nod back and take a spot across from her, sitting on the floor as there are no longer spare cushions.
- - -
Surprisingly after awhile she speaks up, apparently the nature program on TV not keeping her full attention.
“Find anything useful today?”
You think about your response for a moment.
“A few leads, a few answers, and a few more mysteries. We got some good information at the human village, though we still don’t have anything concrete.”
She nods, and then glares just as quickly.
“Sanae states you got into a fight?” She states with a surprisingly harsh tone.
“Er… yes, we both did, it appears the artifacts power affected a local Youkai, who turned hostile, Sanae handled it, and I wasn’t able to do a whole lot.” You admit.
She grunts.
“And what’s this I hear about Lady Ak-“
The door to the room slams open, Sanae standing there holding her fists at her sides, hunched over slightly.
“Lady Kanako!” She yells.
“I told you everything we found out earlier! Why are you interrogating him!?”
Kanako jerks back, flailing her arms as she nearly goes off the back of the cushions before righting herself.
“Er… I was just confirming what you told me earlier…”
Sanae glares at her.
The goddess crosses her arms turning her head to the side. “Multiple accounts are important Sanae!”
… Is she pouting?
“Lady Kanako…” Sanae growls out.
The goddess turns her head even further to the side. Oh gods she is pouting.
“Just… get along please…” Sanae sighs, closing the door again.
Kanako turns her head back and sticks a long forked tongue at the door, before turning back to the TV.
Well…that… just happened.
- - -
A little while later Sanae brings out some food, and you all eat in relative silence, Suwako has still not come back, however when you ask about it, you find out apparently she contacted Kanako earlier to let her know she wouldn’t be back until tomorrow morning, apparently she had found an interesting lead.
She had also stated you were scheduled for more ‘training’ tomorrow.
May that particular goddess have mercy on your soul.
Kanako heads back to her room shortly after dinner is finished, Sanae looking after her with a slight frown on her face before shaking her head.
As she gets up to put away the dishes you remember a question you wanted to ask her.
“Hey Sanae?”
“Yes?” She turns towards to you.
“What do you have for clothes washing around here?”
“I’m afraid my suit is getting a little… worse for wear.” You explain.
She pauses.
“Didn’t we show you?”
You look at her confused.
“Show me… what?”
She gestures for you to follow her and you do so. Just past the kitchen and towards the goddess’s bedrooms she opens a sliding door, revealing a washer-dryer set into a recess in the wall.
“Feel free to use it whenever you need to.” She states with a smile.
And with that she walks back towards the kitchen to clean up.
… The Moriya are amazing, no questions asked.
- - -
The evening turns into night fairly quickly, still no sign of Suwako, and Kanako and Sanae have turned into their rooms for the night, leaving you watching TV alone in the dining room.
After another hour with still no sign of Suwako, you head back to your room to turn in for the night aswell.
It doesn’t take you long to fall asleep tonight either, the adventures of the day catching up to you quickly as you asleep, you had wondered about making another spellcard, but figured that could be handled during ‘training’ tomorrow.
And as you sleep, you dream.
- - -
Dammit not again.
You are floating in a void, inky blackness stretching in all directions. Like space without stars, or a night without the moon.
In the distance, you can see a… Doorway? Opening? Portal? Casting light into the void, you try to move towards it, but no matter how hard you try, you cannot move any of your limbs beyond your head.
When… in the light you can see a figure, completely silhouetted by the brightness behind it reaching out towards you. It’s impossible to distinguish any features; however you can see the silhouetted outstretched hand and arm clearly.
The light behind the figure starts flashing colors…
White
Green
Yellow
Red
Then flashes with a black/purple light, and then repeats, over and over, the figure unmoving, the colors flashing behind them.
You start to feel a tingling sensation in your arm, and find to your relief you can move it again, you raise it up to the figure, trying to grasp their hand, when, with a flash of light, you feel close the distance and grab your hand... and pull you into the doorway.
Chapter 9: White Death
Chapter Text
The white light envelopes you, a strong arm pulling you into it. Sharp nails dig into your arm, leaving you hissing in pain as it becomes too bright to see... pulling you into the void of white.
The first thing you hear is the gentle lilting of a piano. Reverberating through the void around you, a soft slow tune, melancholic…
“Sylvia?” A voice, gentle, with a rather heavy French accent sounds through the void.
“Il est temps de se réveiller, Sylvia!” You feel something push against your shoulders lightly; sending you gently floating through the void, but nothing is there when you look. Then, the light slowly fades.
- - -
You blink as the world comes back into view again, spots in your vision from the sheer brightness of the light that previously surrounded you. The piano is louder now, but no longer echoing.
You are standing in front of a small café, brick in construction, with a wrought iron fence surrounding it, sitting on a paved brick road, stretching off into the distance, however this is the only building on the road. Grassland… plain and unmoving surrounds it. Like someone took a building out of the city and moved it into the middle of nowhere.
A sign above the door stirs slightly in a nonexistent breeze.
‘Un Moment Donné
The sign proclaims, the words in simple lettering under an image of a steaming teacup. You can smell bread and tealeaves from here, though you cannot see anyone inside.
With a gentle pitter and patter a light rain starts coming down, barely more than a summer shower, however with not a lot of options for shelter you quickly walk forwards and into the cafe.
Inside it lives up to the stereotypical image of a small quaint cafe, small wooden tables of fine quality are spread throughout the shop, in the back is a large counter with stools in front of it, upon which sit many fine porcelain cups, along with pastries on small plates.
A piano sits in the corner, a gentle melody coming from it, keys are being pressed, but nobody is there playing them.
And leaning against a wall, staring out at the rain wistfully, is a young woman no more than fourteen, dressed as a maid with stark white hair.
She turns her head to look at you as you walk in, before pushing off the wall and walking behind the counter, looking at you with a prim and proper smile.
You walk up to the counter slowly, gingerly reaching for your pocket to grasp at your spellcards... just in case. Your hand however just brushes against fabric. A quick glance down shows that you have no pockets; these aren’t the clothes you feel asleep in either.
A quick look-over and you appear to be wearing some form of old suit, long and black, buttoned up… 19th century? It’s not a look you particularly like on yourself.
A light cough sounds from behind the counter. Glancing back up you see the woman there, still smiling at you expectantly, hands held behind her back.
…Alright you get the message.
You walk the rest of the way up to the counter.
“Good Morning madam… or is it evening?” You ask.
Her eyes go wide and she blinks rapidly.
“Er… S'il… S’il vous plait, répétez cela?”
French? Okay, you can work with that.
“My apologies madam I slipped into my native tongue, I stated good morning… and also good evening, I’m afraid I do not have the time.” You state in French.
She breathes a sigh of relief and smiles at you.
“It is morning sir. How might I be of service?”
“I’m afraid I do not quite know where I am... Oh! And a cup of tea would be lovely.”
She nods and pulls a cup from the counter and starts working on smaller counter behind her.
“You are in Thionville sir. Are you lost?”
You scratch the back of your head.
“You… you could say that yes.”
She giggles and turns back to face you, holding a steaming cup of tea that she places on the counter in front of you.
You accept it gratefully, giving it a sip.
It’s a blend you don’t recognize, but it is quite good.
“Thank you, it is good.” She smiles at the compliment, before turning back to start cleaning some dishes.
“May I have your name?” You ask as she works.
“I am Sylvia sir, and you are?”
“I am Ayumu.” You reply.
She pauses for a brief moment, before continuing to work.
“Are you perchance…. Oriental?”
“I'm sorry if that's an offensive thing to ask, just... with your features and the language you spoke earlier...” She lets the sentence hang.
You think on it a moment, seeing no reason to lie.
“Yes... I’m from Japan.”
“Oh!” She turns back around, holding a plate in her hand.
“Lost indeed then! How on earth did you manage to wander into my shop?” She asks, excited curiosity in her eyes.
“I’m… not sure myself, I just happened to wander upon it.” You shrug, taking another sip of your tea.
“Well, your French is quite excellent, where did you learn?”
You shake your head. “Self taught actually, languages always came naturally to me.”
She giggles behind the plate. Before walking around the counter and taking a seat next to you.
“Could you… please tell me about it?” She asks, excitedly. “I’m afraid I’ve been in Thionville all of my life so far, and as you can see... we aren't particularly busy at the moment. You nod slowly, it’s nice to have a break from dreams where people murder you.
Over the course of the next hour or so, you answer her questions about the land of your birth.
- - -
So far compared to the dreams before it, this is quite lovely; Sylvia has been attentive with tea and has listened with rapt attention to all of your explanations and stories, acting every bit the teenage girl she appears to be, though this is still a dream, which raises a simple question.
Where in Gensokyo is a Frenchwoman?
You sit there in peace drinking your tea for a bit as she goes to prepare a fresh cup, before you hear a gentle tinkling of the bell behind you.
In steps a woman with Lavender hair and fine white and red clothing, slowly folding an umbrella and placing it near the door.
Sylvia looks back as the bell rings, before her face brightens with a smile.
“Good morning Miss Remilia! Shall you be having the usual?” She asks, turning fully around to look at the new arrival.
The woman finishes stowing away the umbrella before looking at you, then Sylvia with striking red eyes.
“Yes, thank you Sakuya.”
...Sakuya?
The woman walks over slowly before taking a seat on the chair next to you .
“Sakuya?” You state, question in your voice as you look towards Sylvia.
“Er...” Sylvia blushes, faltering in her work a little.
Remilia laughs at her plight as Slyvia turns her back to you both to work on the tea.
“It's just a nickname for her... I'm told it means 'flowering', in the language of the orient.”
“And isn't she just a lovely blooming specimen?” The woman asks sounding like one would of their daughter, chin cupped in a hand as she watches 'Sakuya' work.
“It does indeed... Japanese to be specific, and yes, she is quite the lovely young woman.”
She gives you an appraising look with a red eye, before clapping happily as a tea cup is set in front of her. Wasting little time she picks up the cup and takes an appreciative drink. Before setting it back down on it's saucer and smiling at Sylvia.
“Lovely as always Sakuya... Oh I do wish I could just keep drinking your tea forever!” She states with grin.
Sakuya giggles again with another blush on her face.
“But unfortunately I'm afraid there is business to be taken care of.” She states, sounding regretful at having to put the tea aside.
“Yes...?” Sylvia asks.
Remilia's eye glow brightly for a moment, then with a crash of a shattering cup on the hardwood floor, Sylvia falls to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
Before you have time to react, she's already turned her head back towards you.
“I'm afraid this wasn't Sakuya's dream... And when somebody decided to pop in... well I couldn't hold back my curiosity.” She states, a smirk on her face.
“Am I Remilia Scarlet so charming and irresistible that now people seek my company in even my dreams?” She asks, placing a hand on her chest.
Well... she hasn't tried to kill you, that's a good sign right?
“I'm afraid I didn't really choose my destination as such...” You explain carefully. "While this place is lovely, I'm afraid I've had a rather nasty run of dream hopping lately. Any intrusion was purely accidental.”
Remilia gives you a flat look.
“You just randomly happened to find yourself in one my delightful dreams? My magnificent memories?” She asks with a raised eyebrow.
You slowly nod.
“But... But that's so BORING!” She yells in your face.
With a ripping sound a pair of wings burst from the back of her dress, and before your eyes the 'woman' shrinks a good two feet and takes on much more youthful features. The dress changing shape aswell.
“You're telling me I waited outside for an hour, listening to your boring stories... for such a boring outcome!?”
“I'm... sorry?” You say carefully.
She glares at you, before sighing and picking up the cup of tea again, taking a sip.
“Well shoot... and here I was hoping something exciting was happening.”
“I'm sorry for misleading you?” You say, not quite sure how you should be reacting to this turn of events.
She places the cup back down, looking back up at you.
“I'm going to hit you now.” She states.
“...What?”
That's the only warning you get before a hand slaps you in the side, sending you flying off the chair, the last thing you see is the brick wall getting closer at alarming speed before everything goes to black.
- - -
Your eyes open to see your ceiling. The smell of tea and sound of the piano replaced by the scent of old wood and morning birds, sunlight casting through the window near the ceiling.
Well at least this time you apparently were in there long enough to get a full night of sleep.
You sit up slowly, allowing wakefulness to come to you.
Another night, another dream invasion, it's never really something you experimented with back in the 'normal' world. Little reason to do it most of the time, Inception be damned. Most people could tell when someone was in their dreams, at least, people with spiritual or magical energy could.
But you've certainly yet to enter the dream of a normal human since you got here.
Still... who is Remilia Scarlet? You haven't heard mention of her yet. Maybe you should ask when you meet everyone again today.
You stand to get up and start your day, when as you do you hear a piece of paper hit the floor, glancing down, you see the backside of a spellcard laying on ground at your feet.
You slowly reach down and pick it up, flipping it over.
…
It is an image of Remilia, shooting some form of red energy in all directions. Silverly lettering across the bottom of the card reads.
Scarlet Sign “Scarlet Shoot”
You stare at it blankly. This... could slightly complicate things.
Why... do you have one of her spellcards?
Could... could you even use someone elses spellcard? Nobody mentioned anything about it, what happens if you have someone elses? Is she now missing one of hers? Does she know? Oh dear gods she was able to slap you twenty feet into a brick wa-
CALM.
You force yourself to calm down, panicking wont get you anywhere.
What... do you do with this?
- - -
Beyond that shock to your system the rest of the morning proceeds smoothly, it woke you up rather quickly, and after a quick shower you change into your last clean pair of jeans, figuring you'll do some laundry after Suwako gets finished with you. You pocket your spellcards, and after a brief moment of hesitation pocket Remilia's aswell.
You enter the dining room to find breakfast is already in the midst of being served. Sanae having whipped up a large amount of eggs, Kanako and Suwako at the table already.
Suwako gives a cheerful wave at your entrance and Kanako nods as per usual.
They've switch back to normal, Suwako at her smaller size, while Kanako is back to being the size she was when you first met her.
You sit down across from them and prepare to start eating.
“Did you find out anything more Suwako?” You ask the diminutive goddess.
She nods her head. “A few things I'm looking into, but nothing really concrete as of yet. Sanae already filled me in on what you found out yesterday as yall were headed back.”
“Good work by the way.”
You nod at the compliment.
“Today you'll be trainin' again.”
“Same place as before Lady Suwako?” You ask.
“Yep... head there 'bout ten minutes after breakfast.”
You nod in understanding, and breakfast passes uneventfully.
You wait in the dining room until about ten minutes after everyone has finished and gone back to their rooms, then head out the back of the temple and towards the clearing.
It's a quick walk down the steps as you take a quick glance around. Barring a few missing trees, there's almost nothing here that would indicate there was a 'battle' the other day.
However there is no sign of Suwako.
“Lady Suwako?” You call out.
...
“Not today I'm afraid.” A deep voice speaks up from behind you after a few moments of silence at your call.
You jump a little and turn around, standing a few feet behind you is Kanako, one hand on her hip as she looks slightly down at you.
“I'll be taking over your training this morning, we thought it would be helpful to get used to different opponents.”
You nod in understanding, this is going to hurt isn't it? She's been annoyed at you since yesterday for some reason.
She walks past you towards the center clearing, wooden poles come gently floating in from the woods towards her as she walks away.
She gets no more than a dozen steps away before jerking to the side and cupping her ears. The wooden poles crashing to the ground with loud thumps.
“FINE! I'll do it! Dammit Suwako!” She shouts into the air.
She turns back around slowly. Letting out a breath as she stares at you.
Then, she bows, ever so slightly.
“I apologize.”
...Huh?
“I have not been myself lately due to the... stresses of the recent situation, and I may have inadvertently taken some of that out on you last night. You have been helpful so far, and I apologize for any misunderstandings.”
“It's.... It's alright?” You respond.
“Thank you.” She responds, she lifts back up from her bow and walks the rest of the way into the center of the clearing, the wooden poles spinning slightly behind her back as she stands there staring at you.
“NOW THEN! We shall fight until you are exhausted! Anything to say before we begin?”
...
"Don't kill me?"
Chapter 10: A Beating
Chapter Text
There is one thing however.
It's... probably not the best idea to keep this hidden, and while pulling a trump card on her mid fight might even the odds a little, it may also be Casus-Belli for turning you into a pink mist.
“Actually there is...” You slowly produce the spellcard from your pocket, her eyes instantly narrowing and focusing on it.
“Is that...?” She trails off, walking back closer to you.
“Last night... I entered the dream of a woman who called herself Remilia Scarlet.”
Kanako's breath hitches.
“It... went well enough I suppose, she was more curious what I was doing there than anything, however once the dream... ended. I woke up with this in my lap.”
“You... woke up with one of her spellcards?” She asks.
You nod.
“Yukari was one thing... there is only two others I know of that have done something similar, one's a thief, the other read minds to do it."
“... Perhaps the dreams function like that?” She starts mumbling to herself, though you think you can make out. “Earth palace.”
She shakes her head and focuses back on you.
“Are you able to use it?”
You shrug.
“I haven't tried... I don't know enough about spellcards to know if such a thing was even possible.”
She crosses her arms, closing her eyes in thought.
"Spellcards are based on the power of their originator, think of them like a blade made custom for it's wielder, anyone can theoretically wield it... but only it's original recipient can use it best. So yes... you can use the spellcard, though I cannot speak for your ability to control it, and knowing what I know of Remilia Scarlet it's power draw is more than likely immense.” She explains.
“I would be careful of using it... if more for the risk of knocking yourself out from over drawing energy.”
She opens her eyes back up, the poles spinning into place behind her, pointed directly at you.
“Now then!”
“I. Kanako Yasaka, Goddess of the Winds, ruler of Youkai Mountain, and Creator of Heavens, challenge you to a spellcard battle. Do you accept my challenge?”
You nod in the affirmative, pulling out your spellcards.
“I. Ayumu accept your challenge.”
“THEN BEGIN!”
She holds a spellcard high above her head that glows with a golden light.
“Divine Pillar - Meteoric Onbashira!"
The pillars with a flash of light and gust of wind go flying towards you, forcing you to leap backwards as they impact the ground hard enough to send dirt flying in all directions.
Bang....BANG.....BANG! Pillars of wood slam into the dirt around you, knocking you around from the force of impacts alone, you clutch the flight card in your hand, feeling it bend under stress, before you channel energy into it, sending you flying back as three pillars land where you were just standing.
“ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!” You shout to be heard over the rushing winds and crashing of the pillars. While Suwako fought with confusion and subterfuge, it appears Kanako has no time for any of that nonsense, preferring pure raw power.
Her voice carries along the winds, her voice IS the winds. “You do not have the agility of Suwako and cannot dodge forever, FIGHT OR FALL!”
You grit your teeth and clutch fox fire in your hands, the winds are stinging against your eyes, and it's hard enough as is to dodge those poles on the ground, let alone in midair where you do not have full control of yourself, though the third dimension does give you more options.
You channel energy into the card, sending fire past the poles in midair towards her, forcing her to dodge and take her mind off of her attack for a brief moment.
If you can just find a way to press an offensive...
She bats away some fox fire with the back of her hand, regaining her focus on you as the poles realign.
You hold up a spellcard of your own.
“Fox sign – What Was Not There!”
Two copies of yourself appear next to you, and with a brief moment of concentration they both fly away from you in opposite directions.
“Fox sign – Flame of Miyagi!”
Your voice is in stereo, echoing from your right and left, as fire erupts from you and your illusions hands, flying towards Kanako.
Kanako responds in kind, sending poles flying through the air at you and your copies, while at the same time dodging the flames, however it appears splitting her targets was an effective strategy, after a few volleys she hisses as fox fire clips her in the shoulder, burning the cloth a little.
“Yes, good, fight me!" Yells Kanako, sporting a particularly bloodthirsty grin.
She holds another spellcard above her head, the poles stopping mid flight.
“Sacrifice Sign - Misayama Hunting Shrine Ritual!"
The poles glow brightly and explode in what can only be described as magical shrapnel. Bursts of energy goes flying in every direction, the illusion to your left gets no time to dodge, taking the full brunt of an energy ball to the chest, dissipating immediately.
The right isn't fairing any much better, dodging and weaving as the energy expands and expands, leaving precious little room to maneuver. If you could just get through the gaps enough you could attempt to divide her attention again!
Just as you rise above another explosion of energy, a rush of wind blasts against you, sending you flying back into one of the balls of energy burning your back like fire, when through the energy in front of you comes small glowing blades, whistling as they scythe and spin through the air, your last illusion doesn't have the time to move as one cuts into it from below dissipating it instantly.
You allow the magic to fade from your flight card, sending you hurtling to the ground rapidly, but with the benefit of quickly getting out of the way of the daggers, more come flying at you from the energy mass as you desperately weave through the air. Pumping magic into the card again.
This is absolutely insane, how do these people fight this way?!
A stray dagger slices across your hand, sending you flying uncontrollably through the air as you lose your concentration and slam your back into a tree. Your grit your teeth and clutch the wound, staring up at the mass of energy and daggers, Kanako floating above it.
It didn't draw blood, you don't think it can, but it most certainly hurt.
More pillars spin through the air, glowing faintly, ready to release more magical energy, while the daggers fly through the air in patterns, waiting for you to rise to face her again.
“DO NOT HOLD BACK!” Kanako's voice yells, clearly despite the distance between you.
Hold back? She thinks your holding back?! Your just barely staying alive at this point, nothing you have has scratched her.
“USE EVERY TOOL IN YOUR DISPOSAL DURING A BATTLE. WHILE THE DUELS ARE NON LETHAL, THE CONSEQUENCES OF FAILURE CAN BE GRAVE!”
You know what she wants...
You slowly reach into the pocket, pulling out the scarlet card.
You are only going to get one shot at this...
You grunt as a truly massive amount of energy is drawn from you, stumbling on your feet a little as you do so. You raise the card and point it directly at her, it glowing red and visibly leaking energy.
“Scarlet Sign – SCARLET SHOOT!” With the force of a cannon blast you are sent flying backwards into the tree again as red energy shoots out of the card, obliterating everything in it's path, knives are knocked out of the air and poles explode into splinters.
The energy carves through it all before dissipating a few dozen feet from her, having been slowed to a stop by the sheer amount of energy it had to pass through resisting it.
You grit your teeth in frustration... you need more... you have to have more.
Kanako is recovering quickly, summoning more poles and getting ready to attack again.
...
You know how sometimes when you have a headache, and it feels like a very specific piece of your skull is hurting? You know how you feel that if you could just REACH it, or rub it hard enough you could make it better?
With a rush of energy along your form, you allow a mental barrier, held in place for several years without being removed, to fall.
Your tails and ears pop out of hiding immediately, your senses get sharper, you can smell the burnt ozone from the fox fire, you can hear the faint whistling of the daggers moving through the air, and you can see every detail of the spellcard she has in her hands.
You hunch over and break out into a run in all fours, fur quickly covering your arms and paws replacing your hands. With a mad dash and hop you jump onto the side of a tree before leaping off of it into the air, her energy rushing towards you.
You can feel the faint magic of your spellcards, and with just a thought you focus on Remilia's.
With a growl you pour the last reserves of your energy into the spell again.
“SCARLET SIGN – SCARLET SHOOT!”
While the previous attack you could compare to a cannon, in full fox form, this is like a speeding locomotive, you go spinning wildly through the air as the recoil removes all sense of control, grunting in pain as her energy strikes true at the same time, slamming into you from multiple directions and forcing you down to the ground.
You crack one eye open long enough to see the crimson energy obliterating everything in it's path as it makes a beeline for Kanako, she quickly pulls a card from her sleeve, all the energy balls dissipating and the poles falling to the ground around you.
She doesn't take the time to raise it above her head, as she shouts.
“VIRTUE OF THE WIND GOD!”
Multicolored talismans shoot out of the card, green, blue, red, all slamming into the burst of energy heading straight forward. It destroys the first volley sent into it, getting dangerously close the goddess, however the card in her hand glows bright, and the talismans go flying even faster, no more than a few feet away from her, you watch in awe and more than a little terror as she halts the push of energy.
With nothing still powering it, the crimson energy dissipates harmlessly once it reached a force it could not immediately push through. Leaving talismans shooting rapidly through the faded energy, before turning and making a beeline straight for your prone position on the ground.
… Oh come on, that isn't even fair.
That is your last thought as they strike home, knocking you unconscious.
- - -
You wake a short time later, hurting all over and feeling your body jostling you slowly open your eyes, to see the face of Kanako looking down at you.
And as you gain more awareness, you realize the jostling is from her carrying you. She is holding you with one arm, pressing you against her side like one would carry a rolled up mattress.
You grunt and speak up. "I take it I lost then?”
She looks back towards the path and nods. “Yes, quite handily.”
Insult to injury Kanako....
She shakes her head and looks back at you.
“Do not think I am demeaning you, you have good instincts, you just do not have the reserves yet to use such attacks repeatedly. A Youkai would not show mercy if you were to pass out mid battle from exhaustion.”
You let out a sigh and nod.
Your limbs are still tingling, like you had been laying on them for awhile, you feel a slight headache forming aswell. You've never used that much power all at once for a long, long time.
She carries you the rest of the way up the steps, before setting you gently back onto your feet, besides a slight dizzy spell, you manage to stand up successfully. She gives you a glance over, brushing some dirt off of your shoulder before nodding in apparent satisfaction.
“We can work on increasing your reserves, your agility and instincts are thankfully fine however, so that limits what we have to focus on. Do not fret, my daughter had the same issues when she started aswell.” She has a faraway look in her eyes, a small smile on her face.
You cock your head in confusion.
“Daughter?”
The smile cracks, a faint blush on her face.
She coughs into her hand, her face neutral again.
“I MEANT Priestess Sanae, she had issues with control when she first started, her power was immense but she did not have the reserves to back it up, it took quite some time before she could reliable wage a protracted duel.“
You nod, a small smile making it's way onto your face.
“I will look forward to training with you further then Kanako.” You bow to her.
She returns it, a smirk making it's way onto her face. Not unlike the one she had on her face during the battle earlier.
“I look forward to it.” With that she heads back into the temple, however she pauses at the door, seemingly remembering something.
“Go see Sanae in about an hour, she has some more work for you to do.” She closes the door behind her.
...Mercy.
- - -
You get an hours rest, sitting with Suwako in the dining room and watching the television, before heading back outside to look for Sanae.
It doesn't take long to do so. Sanae is in the front yard, cutting some lumber with a hand saw, having replaced her shrine maiden outfit for more practical clothing, including a carpenters apron as she cuts her way through plywood.
“I was told you need me?”
Sanae pauses in her work, looking up at you with a broad smile. “Indeed I do!”
She grabs a spare saw that was leaning against the table she was using. Tossing it to you.
You grab it out of the air, looking at it curiously. “Need my help to cut the lumber?”
She shakes her head. “Nope!” She points at the temple roof and you follow her point, looking at the poles still jutting out of it.
“I want you to use your flight abilities and go ahead and start removing some of those.” She states.
“...Alright, I can do that, though are you aware I can apply more permanent illusions aswell?”
She looks at you curiously.
“I can at least make the buildings here look a bit less... smashed.” Gesturing to the small shack you saw when you first came to the shrine, still neatly split in half, a large wooden pillar having smashed straight through it.
She crosses her arms and taps her foot against the ground, thinking on it. “Hmm... I'll keep it in mind, but most likely not. I don't want to risk ignoring structural damage... and we don't get enough visitors to really need it to be... perfect.” She states.
“Alright, I'll get to work then.” Pulling out the flight spellcard again.
“Thank you. I'll let you know when it's time for lunch.”
And with that you get to head off towards the roof.
- - -
It's harder than you thought, you grumble to yourself.
Yeah... give the exhausted man the job to cut through the damned titanium pillars.
You've been going at one for a good thirty minutes before you manage to cut your way through it, even with your strength the pillar is harder than it has any right to be, you pull it the rest of the way through the roof with a grunt, before tossing it down to the grounds below, where it crashes loudly.
Sanae's still working in the front yard, getting lumber together, taking measurements from a nearby shack, most likely going to replace the shattered wood.
You shake your head and look down at the newly opened hole, it appears to be the attic, of which you didn't even realize the temple had. Beyond apparent metal piping and wires there's nothing in there. At least the pillars didn't damage anything particularly important, but you'll need to ask Sanae how she plans on retileing this.
You heft up the saw to get to work on the next one, a particularly nasty bastard that apparently came in at an angle, splitting between two layers of the roof, with a grunt you get ready to saw into it, when you hear an excited shout from the grounds below.
Wheeling her way through the front gate and onto the grounds is...
Wakasagi?
Sanae looks up at her curiously, as she wheels in.
“Dear sir, I came to visit!”
You give a wave, looking curiously down at her.
“I wanted to make sure you and miss Sanae were quite alright after our bout yesterday!”
You gently float down to the ground next to her and Sanae. Whereupon she looks happily between the two of you.
“Yes, we are quite alright, thank you.” Sanae speaks up.
“Are you alright aswell?”
Wakasagi nods happily. “I am quite alright, just spending some time in the water was enough to get me back into shape.”
You nod with a smile on your face. “That's good, has anything... happened since yesterday?”
She shakes her head in the negative. “I'm afraid not, I haven't run into anyone since then, beyond some curious Kappa at the base of the mountain.”
“I was hoping you could give me the tour? I'm afraid this is my first time on the mountain.” She states.
Before you or Sanae can speak up a voice speaks up from behind you both.
"I'll take care ah that.” Suwako speaks up, Sanae reflexively turning around bowing towards her.
After a brief moment you bow aswell.
“I am Suwako Moriya, goddess of this shrine.” She holds out a hand with a smile on her face, offering a handshake. The bewildered mermaid grasps it and shakes it.
“If it's quite alright with ya, I'll take you on the tour, these two have work to do.”
Wakasagi gives a nod after a moments hesitation, Suwako making a happy chirp as she leads the mermaid away towards the interior of the shrine.
Once they are out of earshot you glance at Sanae.
“That's... a good thing right?”
Sanae giggles with a bright smile on her face, clearly pleased with the turn of events.
“More visitors are always a good thing, simply affirming the goddesses existence grants them faith aswell.”
Sanae grunts and pops her shoulders behind her back before turning back to the table and lumber.
“Let's get back to work, we still have another hour or so before lunch.”
- - -
Once you get a rhythm going you manage to get another three of the pillars out of the roof, leaving about six left.
...Seriously Kanako, the shrine did nothing to deserve this.
After that Sanae calls you down for lunch, simple sandwiches, but anythings good after the morning you've had so far, Kanako joins you in the meal and makes light talk with Sanae, Suwako and curiously enough Wakasagi joining you about halfway through it aswell.
The mermaid can't resist confirming once more that you and Sanae are alright, before joining you in your meal.
“I do think if it's quite alright I will be visiting again at some point... is that alright?” She looks at Suwako.
Suwako gives a broad smile to her.
“Course it's alright! Come whenever ya like!” You see with a glance Kanako is obviously pleased at the turn of events aswell.
Wakasagi leaves shortly after lunch, apparently staying out of water for too long makes her uncomfortable.
- - -
You work outside for another two hours or so before Sanae calls it for the day, stating you can pick up where you left off tomorrow, not wanting to overwork you. She packs up herself, setting the lumber to lean against the split shack and folding up the table she was using.
This may just be the hardest working teenager you've met in a long time.
You now find yourself having put away the saw and relaxing on the front porch, you've still got a good hour or two before sunset, and you find yourself with free time for the first time in awhile.
Chapter 11: Bugging Sanae
Chapter Text
You are curious what the shrine maiden gets up to when she isn’t cooking, investigating, or working on the grounds. You raise yourself up from your sitting position with a grunt and head back into the temple.
Heading back inside you find the main room actually occupied for once, Suwako is leaning back against the altar, legs crossed, reading from a book, though you can’t make out the title as she has it turned away. She gives a brief glance and wave as you enter, before returning back to it.
You return the wave then continue onwards towards the dining/kitchen area. Kanako is lounging in her usual spot, watching the TV, some form of Docudrama about Amakusa Shirou you don’t recognize.
She doesn’t even look at you walk past, heading towards the bedrooms.
You enter the hallway that contains to your knowledge all of their bedrooms, you know Kanako’s is at the far end, that leaves just two others. Taking a guess, you walk to the closest one and knock on it.
…After a few moments…
“It’s Unlocked!” A voice, thankfully Sanae’s rings out.
You open the door, revealing the room.
It’s in every respect your average teenage girls room, which makes it all the more unusual to see it in Gensokyo.
Posters of various bands line the paper walls, shelves stacked with movies, games, and models, mostly of military tech and robots, along with a large stack of magazines sitting next to a western style bed.
And leaning against a wall next to the window overlooking the grounds is Sanae sitting on the floor, idly playing a game on what appears to be a DS, having swapped out her more traditional clothing for a far more contemporary option of shorts and a white t-shirt.
She glances up as you peer into the room. “Yes Suwa-“
She freezes up at the sight of you, the DS tilting in her loosened grip before sliding out and falling to the floor, she breaks out of her stupor at the last moment and snatches it out of the air, before glaring at you.
“Why are you in my room?!” She states, halfway between a shriek and a yelp.
“Er… I… knocked?” You explain weakly, pointing to the door besides you.
She holds the glare a moment longer before slumping her shoulders and head, it sounds like she’s started crying… though you can’t see her face, and her shoulders are shaking.
“You broke into my room... Now I can’t be a bride…” She says quietly, inbetween sobs.
That’s… a bit much isn’t it?
“... I’m sorry?” You state, concerned.
Her shoulders shakes a little more before you hear a faint giggling in between the sobs, before she suddenly jerks back up to a normal sitting position and starts laughing, clutching her stomach.
You watch her in confusion as she laughs harder at your flabbergasted expression.
...Teenagers.
- - -
She stops laughing after a couple of moments, wiping a stray tear from her eye.
“Sorry!” She giggles a little.
“Couldn’t resist, did you need me for something?” She asks with a smile. Resting the headphones she was wearing on her shoulders.
You shrug. “I was curious what you were up to, I’m afraid I’ve never really spoken to you when we weren’t working or investigating.”
She giggles. “Sure, come on in.” She pats the space next to her.
You nod and close the door behind you, walking carefully across the floor, trying not to step on magazines and bits of models strewn about, before sitting down leaning against the wall, a foot or so away from her.
“I’ve got awhile before I’ve got to get dinner started, so we can talk a bit.”
You nod. “So I’m curious. Are you from Gensokyo yourself?”
She shakes her head. “No… I’ve been here for about… I guess a year and a half at this point. The goddesses and I are from Osaka originally.”
You nod. “Did you come on the trains aswell?”
She shakes her head in the negative again. “No… I do not know the full story myself, but Lady Kanako apparently worked something out with Yukari.”
“Lady Suwako mentioned you were from Tokyo?” She looks at you curiously.
“I am yes.” You confirm. “Lived there for quite a long time in fact, visited Osaka more than once aswell.”
She smiles at your answer. “I had always wanted to visit myself; never got the chance to before we left. I… miss it sometimes I admit, we get outside goods from Yukari and a shop near the human village, but I miss…”
She struggles to find the right word.
“I don’t want to say home. This IS home… But, I miss the familiar? Does that make sense? It’s why my room looks like this…” She finishes, looking over her collections.
You chuckle at her statement, looking up at the ceiling.
“It makes sense, Gensokyo is an… Odd place, definitely takes some getting used to.”
“But I can’t say I miss Tokyo, I missed the countryside, and seeing fellow Youkai, unpleasant though they may be sometimes. “
You shake your head. “But enough about that.”
“You a Gundam Girl or a Macross Maiden?” Looking at her various models, a smirk making its way onto your face.
She looks befuddled for a moment, before clasping her hands in front of her, looking quite like she did when you told her you wanted to come with her to the shrine a few days back.
It was the last moment of silence you got before she broke into a large open mouthed smile and launched into a lengthy explanation of the pros and cons of each as she starts showing you her models.
- - -
She bounces between showing you her collection and asking you general questions about Tokyo for another half hour.
“I appreciate this.” She admits a slight blush on her face.
“While… the goddesses are from Osaka aswell, I’m afraid they mostly stayed in the shrine, so it was just me most of the time, I didn’t exactly have many friends. It’s nice to be able to talk to someone about the outside world again.”
You nod. “It was my pleasure, to be honest I had no idea you were from the outside. Is there anything else you want to talk about?” You ask.
She thinks about it a moment, before nodding, a nervous look on her face.
“Are… you happy here?”
“I know you only just recently arrived, but a lot has happened since then, and I just want to know if you… regret your choice in lodging. Moriya shrine doesn’t have the… best reputation.”
You let out a thoughtful noise at the question, taking a moment before responding.
“Before I answer, about the reputation, I met someone at the Hakurei Shrine while you were speaking with Reimu. A woman named Mima said to ask you about the ‘underground incident’?”
She looks a bit surprised, before slumping her shoulders.
“I suppose you would have found out about it eventually…”
She gestures to the table in the middle of the room. “Please sit, this could take a bit to explain.”
You dutifully do so; she takes a seat on the opposite side.
“I’m… not quite sure if the goddesses want me to tell you, but it’s not exactly confidential information all things considered.”
She clears her throat before continuing.
“About a year or so back the shrine was doing decently enough, no humans really visited us, but the Tengu and Kappa appreciated us helping keep the mountain safe." She looks out the window as she continues.
“Below the mountain is a large underground area, where various Youkai species live, Lady Kanako had an idea to introduce electrical power to the area, to both power up the shrine, along with providing electricity to the Kappa and Tengu societies in the area.”
She pauses for a moment, turning to look back at you.
“Kanako gave some power to a local hell raven so it would produce energy.”
“…Specifically nuclear energy.”
You stiffen.
“Nuclear?”
She nods.
“It went well at first, the power system was setup with the help of the Kappa and it was providing electricity to the area, and we had plans to extend it to the human village aswell. Unfortunately… the hell raven went mad with power and kind of…” She rubs her shoulder, looking away.
“Kindoftriedtodestroytheworld.”
You blink. That was a lightly bigger deal than you thought it was going to be.
“I… take it this was sorted out?”
She looks back at you again.
“Yes, luckily nobody got really hurt, and as you can see we still have power, it turned out to be an after effect of the power, and the Hakurei shrine sorted it out. But… as a consequence the underground lost all trust with us, and our reputation with the local communities suffered aswell once word got out. The goddesses lost a lot of faith.”
“Mima mentioned that the Moriya shrine was ‘desperate’ … is faith that important?”
She nods slowly.
“As you would die without air, the gods would die without faith, if they receive none at all they would simply fade away. Unfortunately yet another consequence of the raven going berserk is it awakened the Buddhists, and as a consequence of THAT it awakened the Taoists, you saw both at the train station.
They use faith and popularity to gain power, however neither branch needs it to survive as they aren’t managed by actual deities. If the Moriya shrine remains unpopular there is a danger of it all fading away… It is why we moved from the outside world to here to begin with. It’s why we are trying to solve incidents while we can; the attack on the Tengu both gained and lost us faith in equal amounts.” She finishes, looking down at her feet.
She appears scared of your possible reaction.
You think about what she said. That’s… certainly a bit of a pickle they found themselves in, and you can certainly say it was their fault that it happened, but the goddesses… they don’t seem to be bad people. Eccentric yes, but honest.
You’ve met much crueler ‘gods’ in your time.
At the end of the day, any mistake is forgivable as long as effort is made to fix it.
You slowly reach out and tousle her hair a little, like you do with Akyuu. She looks up at you in surprise, your hand bopping her in the nose by accident as she does so. Before she steps back clutching her hair with wide eyes.
“I… understand the fear of being forgotten, I really do, it’s why I came to Gensokyo after all. I think at the end of the day, I’m happier here then I was in Tokyo, I mean, it’s only been a few days, and it is a little… painful at times.” You idly rub the shoulder where Kanako slammed you into the ground.
“Sometimes literally.” You smile at her, which she hesitantly returns.
“I think as long as you are willing to fix your mistakes nothing is unforgivable. Trust me; if I never understood why some people may be desperate I would have never survived in my line of work. I appreciate all you have done in helping me get acclimated, and helping me to protect myself in this world. I have no intentions of abandoning you or the goddesses.
Though I must admit… if the goddesses keep on beating me up like this, I can’t promise much in the faith department.” You start to chuckle, but it dies off when you see the look in her eyes. The faint hints of tears are starting to form at the corners, before she wipes it away with the back of her hand.
She speaks up a moment later.
“Thank you… you have no idea how much it is a relief to hear that.” There’s a slight hiccup to her voice as she speaks. Apparently this must have bothered her for awhile, though you wonder if she and the goddesses were trying to put it off as long as possible.
She cries for a bit longer, before looking at you with a familiar bright smile.
“Shall we go make dinner? It’s time.”
You nod and allow her to lead you out of her room.
- - -
She actually allows you to help, admittedly just chopping vessels and making sure a soup she is preparing doesn’t boil over, but still, you’re allowed in the kitchen! Progress!
Suwako comes by a few minutes into it to help you, but Sanae shoos her way, the goddess actually looks a bit put out about this, looking between the two of you in confusion before sulking off.
Sanae however pays her no mind as she continues her work. It takes only a short time before she finishes the meal and has you help bringing it out to the table; Suwako is sitting at the table pouting while Kanako looks disinterested in the whole situation.
It’s a vegetable soup with some beef she prepared, and you eat in relative peace, though Sanae is slightly more cheerful than normal, while Suwako glares at you during the meal whenever she thinks you aren’t looking.
… Annoying a curse goddess is probably bad for your health.
Suwako informs you as you finish that you should probably get to bed early, you’re going to have a busy day of work tomorrow, a smile that would normally not be out of place now looking more than a little malicious as it finds its way onto her face.
Kanako, as per tradition, is mostly focused on the food and pays no mind to table politics. You still stay up for a bit to watch tv a bit before turning in for the night, you are sore anyway.
You head back into your room and prepare for another nights rest.
It doesn’t take you very long to fall asleep, though it takes awhile to find a comfortable position to lay in, your arm is more bruised than you thought.
And as you sleep…
You dream.
- - -
You are back in a familiar cloudy landscape. Like you were on the first night, white clouds rush past your form quickly, while everything above is covered in a light fog, however this time there are no flashing lights.
Around you are five doors, each finely carved wood, standing in the clouds with nothing to support them, each is closed, but there is faint light peaking through the keyholes on the handles, though it is a uniform golden light for all of them.
The only difference between the doors is they have a symbol for one of the elements set into the center of the door itself.
Fire.
Water.
Earth.
Wind.
Death.
The symbols are carved into the wood as if by a master carpenter, they aren’t runes or magical marks, just decoration.
… You don’t suppose you are getting out of here without choosing one.
Alright… let’s get this over with. You slowly walk over and open a door.
Fortune favors the bold you say to yourself, as you reach for and open the door marked with death, or more perhaps, if you are going to die in your dream, might as well do it quickly.
The door opens with a creak, a wave of cold air blasting against you as you push it all the way open, revealing a large and ornate rock garden, set against a beautiful old fashioned manor, surrounding it, are cherry trees in various sizes, their petals flying gently in the cold breeze.
Butterflies float about the trees, glowing purple and blue.
You step the rest of the way through the door and into the garden, landing onto the soft sand that makes up the gentle patterns and swirls in the rock garden.
‘When I should die, let me die while laid at ease… by full spring moon, underneath the blooming trees.’
A gentle singing voice echoes around you, a woman’s voice, sad and full of regret, singing a mournful song.
‘So to these cherry boughs I shall give my soul to keep…. Petals my shroud, gently carry me to sleep.’
A sense of peace overtakes you, and you stop and gaze around the environment you are in as the voice sings in the background.
The manor is old, very old, everything here is. From the rocks in the garden to the wood making up the supports, everything in here is ancient… Even the air is stale to the taste.
Looking off in the distance a gigantic cherry tree sits upon a hill, though unlike its brethren around it, it is dead. No blossoms are on its branches.
‘For the buds we regard in their coats of palest pink… In sweet memoriam, bloom as black as ink.’
A gentle humming sounds off to your right, and you turn your gaze in that direction. Sitting on the porch is a woman, with maroon eyes, and pink hair moving gently in the breeze. She is dressed in a light blue and white Kimono as she slowly sways side to side, as she hums the melody you hear all around you. Though she does not sing.
‘Like the little one who rides this wind… As all and nothing and free’
You slowly walk over, your feet crunching gently in the sand until you stand no more than a few feet in front of her.
She slows to a stop, before she looks at you curiously, eyelids fluttering for a moment, before a small smile forms on her face.
“Welcome to Hakugyokurou…” She speaks, quietly, as though afraid to disturb the silence. "It is not often I have guests, are you with the others?”
You blink in confusion. “Others?” You shake your head.
“I’m afraid I do not know where I am to begin with.”
She looks at you in surprise, covering her mouth with a sleeve.
“Oh? A lost spirit perhaps?”
You shake your head. “I’m afraid not… I’m not quite sure how I ended up in this particular place myself.”
She giggles behind the sleeve, before letting it drop.
‘Filling empty space, and full of empty space… what more is there to be?’ The gentle singing continues in the background.
“Then welcome. You are in Hakugyokurou, or if you prefer… the netherworld. I am Yuyuko Saigyouji, the mistress of this place, might I ask to whom I am speaking?”
The… netherworld? Great… now your dreams are leaving the realms entirely.
Then again, you aren’t quite sure where you were when you met Yukari…
“I am Ayumu, my apologies; I did not mean to intrude.”
You hear a crash off in the distance behind you, and far past beyond the cherry trees you see flashes of energy shooting into the sky as you turn to look at it.
‘The worlds are broad, the border thin…. A single step is but the distance within.’
What is…
“That would be the other guests, pay them no mind.” She speaks from her seat on the porch.
You look back at her; she is patting the spot next to her with another small smile.
You feel the need to question, before a wave of calm comes over your mind. You nod and walk slowly over, sitting down besides her.
‘The path extends through the ledge… Let it lead me lightly over the edge.‘
“Dango?” She asks, holding out a plate of the stuff, you hesitate for a moment before grabbing one of the offered sticks.
“Thanks.” You look out over the garden, and the bursts of energy in the distance.
“Are the… guests going to cause problems?” You ask between bites.
She looks up from her food towards to the light show, before shrugging with a giggle.
“Yes… and no. They will cause problems, but they can do nothing.”
She takes an idle nibble. “Not anymore at least.”
“Howso?” You ask, curiously.
“This has already happened… this is a dream after all.” She states, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“… True.” You watch her warily for a moment, before going back to eating, it’s quite good.
You eat in silence for several minutes after with Yuyuko, watching the battle off in the distance, before with a final crash and flash of light, all goes silent.
‘A life returned, and at what cost… Only a body, nothing else, ever lost.’
- - -
She shortly afterwards stands up and brushes nonexistent dust off of her Kimono, before glancing back at you.
“Are you cursed by chance?” She places a finger against her lip as she looks down at you.
You blink slowly. “Not… that I’m aware of?”
“Why?”
She shrugs once more. “I’ve had this… urge for hostility ever since you arrived, it’s faint, but it’s there, trying to dictate my actions. I am not afraid to say however that whatever it is has no hold over me.” She finishes with a giggle.
That sounds like…
“I’m actually looking into an artifact believed to cause effects like that, it’s called the Miracle Mallet, do you know anything about it?”
She looks surprised, and blinks rapidly, you lean forward a little, hopeful.
She hums in thought for a moment, before nodding.
“Nope!” She states, cheerfully.
…and that is what you get for being hopeful.
There is another flash of light, this time off to the side, and you look and see the giant tree from before, though now it is in full bloom. Cherry blossoms covering every branch, the tree itself is glowing somewhat ominously.
“I do believe it is time for you to leave.” She states cheerfully.
The ground starts shaking a little, the wood creaking around you.
“I have a role to perform and it would be best if you leave before it affects anyone else.”
With that she leans down and places a gentle kiss upon your forehead, you start to jerk away in confusion, before realizing you can’t move.
Every joint in your body has locked up and she leans back again, giggling softly.
Your consciousness fades as you fall back onto the floor of the porch, your body limp.
‘Through fleeting time, cast off pain… Last forever then in noblest reign.’
‘Bloom nobly, cherry blossoms of death.’
- - -
You groggily open your eyes, back in your bed, the gentle of chirping of birds outside of your window signaling the morning.
So far that was the gentlest ‘death’ you’ve had. Though you really wish people would stop murdering you.
You sit up, popping your joints and letting out a yawn, looking around curiously to see if a card appeared again, though a cursory glance reveals nothing.
You wonder what all of that was about as you slowly stand up, feeling the grogginess slowly fade away, yet another thing to ask about you suppose. You start to move but feel something stick to your foot, a glance down reveals you are standing on a spellcard.
You slowly reach down a pull it free, revealing an all black card, with a single small butterfly in the center, purple with a glow effect around it, like those you saw in the garden. There is no writing on the card, nor are there any designs other than the butterfly… It’s like that card you got from Yukari.
You dig into your collection until you find the card marked with the eye that you received after your dream with Yukari, looking between them both. Neither have any writing or indication of their purpose. You’ll need to ask if they’ve ever seen anything like it.
You showed the first card to Kanako as proof of your dream, but she didn’t really talk about it.
You slip them both into your pocket as you make your way to your morning shower.
- - -
After a quick and refreshing wash up you head towards the dining room, turning into the doorway you see Kanako sitting there with her head in her hands. While Suwako is holding the newspaper and cackling, yes cackling, loudly.
“What… is?” You start to ask, before finding the newspaper shoved in front of your face, you cross your eyes to focus on the paper just a few inches in front of your face.
In the center is a picture of Kanako carrying you up the steps from yesterday?
The headline above it reading-
‘Fresh Blood at Moriya Shrine?’
A glance at the article reveals it mostly talking about the intrepid reporter witnessing the apparent aftermaths of a ‘great battle’, and the goddess herself carrying you up the steps and into the temple grounds where the reporter dared not follow.
It goes into several theories as to what may have happened, from a new shrine hand in training, a rogue Youkai being exterminated, some form of forbidden romance, and a truly odd suggestion that you are Sanae’s long lost brother.
… you do NOT have green hair.
The article lists far more theories than facts as it drivels on and on.
You hand the paper back as Suwako continues to laugh.
Sanae however, who you only just now noticed, seems to pay the situation no mind as she slowly works on eating a plate of eggs, which you join in on eating, noticing a plate already set out for you.
Kanako eventually gets out of her funk and eats aswell, though glaring daggers at Suwako as she continues to giggle and read the paper.
- - -
After breakfast Suwako states she is going out for the day to continue her investigation, and heads out quickly.
“Sanae, Ayumu.” Kanako speaks up as you are both clearing the table.
“This morning continue the yardwork you were working on yesterday… at lunch we are going on a trip.”
Sanae looks at her happily. “Oh? Where are we going Lady Kanako?”
Kanako smiles back. “We are going on a little trip to the underground to look into some things.”
Sanae’s look of happiness quickly turns into one of confusion and more than a little trepidation. “Al… alright.”
You finish putting the plates away with Sanae then head outside; a nice cool breeze blows over the mountaintop, which will be more than welcome once you get started.
You grab the saw from before and gently float up to the roof and begin work.
- - -
One… two… five… you work the morning away removing more poles from the roof. Cutting through them and tossing them to the grounds below. Sanae on her end has started actually repairing one of the buildings using the lumber from yesterday.
You’re curious as to what the structure is even for come to think of it, most of the temple isn’t in use already, so you wonder as to the purpose of the buildings on the grounds, you haven’t been in any of them really, and most of them are smashed from ‘friendly fire’.
The morning passes quickly as you both work, you manage to get the last one out of the roof by the time lunch is announced by Kanako.
You float down to see Kanako standing at the front steps, holding a plate of dumplings. It appears she decided to do the cooking today! You accept the offer gratefully, eating on the steps along with Sanae and Kanako as you look over the grounds.
Sanae has already mostly repaired the structure she was working on, the girl might be young, but by gods is she strong, having torn out the broken boards and replaced them with new lumber.
“What is that structure anyway?” You point at it, asking aloud.
“It was a reliquary.” Kanako responds.
“The more we fix up the more we can get out of storage.” Sanae adds.
You nod at the explanation, it would be nice to have fewer boxes in your room for sure, and you swap small talk and eat the rest of your lunch.
As you finish up you remember something.
“Lady Kanako?”
“Hmm?” She speaks up from her lounging position, nibbling on a dumpling.
“Can I speak to you privately for a moment?”
She looks at you curiously, before nodding and getting up, swallowing the rest of the dumpling whole. Sanae looks curious for a moment before she continues eating.
You follow Kanako inside as she closes the door behind her, walking until she is just a couple feet in front of the main altar before turning to you.
“Yes?” She asks.
You reach into your pocket and pull out both spellcards, showing them to her.
“I had yet another dream last night, whereupon an I met a Miss Yuyuko. It ended pleasantly enough, though when I woke I found this laying on the floor.”
She reaches out, before stopping herself mid motion.
“May I?” she asks.
You nod and she continues the motion and grasps the card with the butterfly mark, holding it in front of her face and looking at it with obvious curiosity.
“Have you attempting to use your energy on them? Like you have with Remilia’s card?” She trails off before speaking up before you can respond.
“I didn’t notice it lacked it before, but I’ve never seen a spellcard that had no description.” She hands it back to you.
You shake your head.
“I’m afraid not… I never really thought about it, and during the battles I’ve had so far I never carried Yukari’s card."
She nods at your explanation, and then makes a thoughtful sound.
“Come with me.” And she starts walking back towards your room. You follow shortly afterwards.
She turns and walks into the garden where you met Suwako several nights back.
She glances to the left and right, before nodding and turning back towards you.
“Go ahead and try to channel your energy through one of them.”
You look down at the two cards in your hand…
Chapter 12: Oniland
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You focus on Yukari's card, the eye on the front staring back as you concentrate on it, your magical energy surges into it as you hold it away from you. You feel a massive drain on your reserves and the card lights with a sickening dark purple energy. You wince back, if it's anything like Remilias you can fully expect to punch straight through the wall behind you!
…
...
...and nothing happens.
You turn to look towards Kanako, the card still glowing pur-
That's the back of Kanako, you are looking at yourself and her, you blink, and watch yourself blink, you... have an outside view of yourself, you look around, you look down at your hands and see your hands, and nothing. Another view. Your same view, from the top, sides, bottom. PAIN.
You clutch your head as a terrible migraine rips through it.
Your vision keeps splitting and splitting, a horrific stinging sensation lancing through your skull. Closing your eyes does not stop the vision as it keeps switching and SWITCHING.
Front of the temple, back of the temple, sides underground basement basement? Kanako sanae suwako kanako ayumu kanako suwako ayumu splitting SPLITTING. Gaps everywhere gaps gaps eyes infinite eyes in every direction everything where am I he doesn't know where he is where is he front back sides garden pond room ROOM.
pAin paIn pain Pain PAIN PAIN PAIN.
The card falls limply from your hand, and so do you from your feet, falling to the side, Kanako thankfully catching you before you hit the ground.
With a few back and forth motions in the air and still crackling purple energy, the card lands on the dirt.
Your right hand shakes uncontrollably, you look down at it, your fingers are glowing dark purple. You reach out to grasp it with your other hand, but find you can't move it, every joint in your body has locked up. Kanako turns you, looking into your eyes with a slightly frantic expression. Before saying something, exactly what you can't hear, everything is a dull roar.
She looks past you and yells towards the temple.
She then gently lays you down onto the ground, leaving you to look up at the sky and at Kanako's face and eyes.
Huh... her pupils are slitted... like a snakes, you aren't sure how you haven't noticed until now...
A few moments pass and you feel the tickling of hair, oh hey, Sanae's here too! She's speaking rapidly to the goddess above your head, or just moving her lips for fun, hard to tell at this point really.
Sanae places a hand on your chest, and there is a faint glowing light, though you can't look down to see it. You feel rippling energy, warm running through your body.
Then... the pain in your mind recedes, and with a shrill ringing, sound returns to your ears.
“Why in the name of everything good would you allow him to use someone ELSE'S spellcard?! AND WHY IN THE NAME OF EVERYTHING DIVINE WOULD YOU LET HIM USE YUKARI'S?!”
Back to shrill ringing... though that may be Sanae.
You slowly getup to a sitting position, the shrine maiden chastising a rather meek looking goddess at the moment.
Flexing your hand experimentally, it's thankfully stopped glowing purple.
That was... more than a little unpleasant.
- - -
You get about an hours rest, but thankfully you feel fine, a little drained in the magic department, but otherwise okay, and you state you are still okay with going to the underground with the both of them.
Sanae is less than enthusiastic, but Kanako does not allow any argument.
“If anyone would know about his abilities related to these spellcards, it would be the Mistress there. It would keep him out of any danger, if there is any.”
Sanae looked like she wanted to say more, but she didn't have any apparent way to stop Kanako from going, that and you wanted to go yourself.
And to that end you all set off, it's a short flight down to the mountain, not too far from the lake actually, whereupon you arrive at a large hole in the ground, peering down into it, it goes down for apparent miles and miles, far more than your vision can see at least.
“Is this?” You trail off.
“It is yes, the underground is... underground.” Sanae states, rather obviously.
And with that she starts gently floating down into it, you following closely behind along with Kanako.
You close with her as you all float gently down into the cave.
“So, what form of creatures live in this underground?” You ask.
Kanako speaks up besides you. “Oni, Kasha, various demonic beings, most Yokai of a demonic or less than... desirable nature chose to live in underground. A long time ago, this was one of the hells, however it was moved due to overpopulation, and the Oni moved in.”
...
“So we are literally flying into hell?”
A smirk makes it way onto the goddesses face, but she says nothing more.
The journey down is relatively peaceful, you think you spot a youkai here or there, but it's so dark down here even your enhanced vision is having difficulties. A powerful wind is pushing against you aswell, forcing you to focus your efforts to keep doing down, you must have gone close to a mile underground at this point, when the cave abruptly stops and opens up into a massive cavern.
The cavern stretches for seemingly miles in each direction, far walls lit by waterfalls of pure magma, pouring out and pooling below, that explains the wind at least, the heat from the air forces you to cover your face as you continue down.
As you get lower however, it gets more tolerable, and after a few more moments, following Sanae's lead, you come to a stop on an old red wooden bridge.
The wood gently flexes as you land, clearly as old as it appears, hanging over a gentle river, though the water of such is as dark and murky as you've ever seen.
“We aren't flying straight into the town?”
Sanae shakes her head at the question, looking towards the other end of the bridge.
“We have to speak to the guard first.”
Before you can ask for further details, you spot a woman, blonde with elfin ears, in a multicolored outfit.
She is slowly floating over you, lanterns on the railings of the bridge lighting her up as she passes them. She comes to about ten feet away from the three of you before stopping, and crossing her arms.
“Who goes there.” She asks, sounding rather annoyed.
Kanako speaks up, putting on her more 'regal' voice.
“The Moriya Shrine seeks audience with the Mistress of the Earth Palace. Stand aside.”
The woman stares at Kanako with a dull expression on her face. Her eyes glowing briefly bright green before returning to their normal shade.
“A visit to the earth palace? I'm jealous. And WHY exactly would I let the YOU through?” She puts a rather harsh emphasis on the 'you' in that sentence as she glares at Kanako.
“Because.” Kanako speaks slowly. Raising a hand in front of her that she slowly closes into a fist. “If you don't I can easily blow this bridge a mile up and use it as decoration in my garden.”
The woman takes a step back, chewing on her thumbnail in what is either a nervous expression or a very angry one, her eye's glowing again. Then, she jerks her head towards the village and steps aside.
“Thank you.” Kanako says, walking past her, you and Sanae following.
The woman glares at the three of you as you past, muttering.
“I'm so jealous of that power. So jealous, so very jealous. Visitors from the outside. So Jealous. Jealous jealous jealo-”
You walk past her quickly, feeling like staying around her too long may be rather bad for your health.
“Is she... always like that?” You ask once you are out of earshot.
“Unfortunately... yes” Sanae says.
“She is a jealously spirit... she isn't friendly at the best of times, and we aren't exactly the most liked visitors she's had to deal with today.”
“Should I be worried?” You ask.
Kanako speaks up. “Not as long as I'm here, just don't do anything stupid and you'll be fine.” You have to stifle a chuckle as Sanae glares at Kanako. The goddess looking away, apparently finding a pool of magma very interesting all of a sudden.
It's another walk of ten minutes or so before you reach what you can only assume to be your destination,
A large and fairly advanced town, while the size of the human village took you by surprise, this dwarfs even that, buildings large and complicated stretching out into the distance. Semi modern in construction, and most being multi storied.
Though, the major difference being, that you can tell even from here, is that there are no humans.
Unlike the bridge, the gates are unguarded and you enter the town with no fanfare, it's bustling, with Youkai as far as the eye can see. Oni, rokurokubi, kasha, even a few Tengu and Kappa aswell. Shopping and carousing near the gates.
And it is all dominating by a large regal looking building on a hill overlooking the town. Constructed in white stones and topped with several spires, it's more than a little imposing. Like someone had taken it in Versailles and dropped it in the middle of hell.
You point at it. “I take it that's our destination.”
Sanae nods with a smile. “That would be it yes, stick close and we should be there relatively quickly.”
You nod and close ranks a little, you doubt anyone would start a fight on such as busy street, but the Moriya aren't the most popular bunch down here. Still, everything is peaceful for the moment.
Then the wall to your right explodes in a wave of wooden shrapnel.
- - -
You duck immediately as chunks of wood fly overhead, followed by the body of an Oni who flies the rest of the distance before crashing into the building across the street, slumping to the ground.
You start to stand up again when another body goes flying past, this time sending you flying with it, you slam into a wooden post with a groan as your flying partner goes further past, another Oni.
“Ayumu!” Sanae shouts over the sudden ruckus in worry, before she disappears from view as various Yokai rush into the the building.
“FIGHT!” A voice carries across the cacophony of hooting and hollering, as bodies start flying and the ground starts shaking.
...Being in the street is probably a bad idea at the moment, but with the bodies pressing against all sides you don't see an easy way out of this situation, you start to draw the flight card from your pocket when someone elbows you in the ribs, blasting the air out of your chest and sending you back against the post again.
“Cheap... shot.” You groan out, rubbing your ribs. It didn't actually do anything more than knock the air out of your lungs, but still. Rude.
The Yokai who elbowed you turns around, some form of demon, looking down at you with a rather bloodthirsty grin, raising a fist to clobber you with.
“Oh buddy you do not want to be doing this, it's been a long day already.” You speak, slowly getting up.
The demon grins wider, revealing some nasty looking fangs as the fist flies forward. You sidestep it easily and give him a return blow in the stomach, this time sending him tumbling over out of breath instead.
Seriously, you're awful at this spellcard business, but that doesn't mean you don't know how to fight.
You duck another punch to your right, thrown by a rather drunk looking goblin, a kick sends him crashing into another goblin behind him, who promptly blames the hit on some form of Obake as they start another fight, the brawl spilling out of the bar and into the streets now.
You look around quickly, sticking to the edges of the fight as you look for your compatriots, but Kanako and Sanae are nowhere to be seen, you make a split second decision and duck into an alley.
You run down it and away from the brawl behind you, while you can certainly handle yourself, it REALLY isn’t what you are here for right now. You run further down the dingy alley between two old shops, before grasping the flight card again and kicking off the ground.
You just barely get off the ground when you feel a strong arm grab your ankle. You look back; it’s the demon from before, bleeding from his nose but looking quite pissed off besides. You drop the flight card and get ready to kick with your other leg into his head as you fall, but he pushes back and slams you into the ground.
You groan as you land, watching him tower over you, rather proud of his accomplishment, you finger a spellcard in your pocket, ready to blast him in the face with fire as he raises his arm again to strike you.
That’s as far as a he gets as a fist shoots out of a side door and clocks him in the jaw, turning his head at a rather interesting angle before he goes flying into the shop across the alley.
The door then slowly opens, and out steps a tall woman with long blonde hair, a single red horn jutting out of her head, she stares at the prone form of the demon before chuckling and taking a drink out of a saucer she's holding in her other hand, before focusing on you.
You give a weak wave, watching her carefully from your position on the ground. She gives a rather toothy grin and grabs the waving hand, yanking hard enough to nearly pop the arm out of its socket as she pulls you back onto your feet.
She gives you a glance over, brushing some dirt off of your shoulder before speaking.
“So…” She drawls out with an accent not to dissimilar to Suika’s.
“You aint from here, what are you doin’ here?”
You consider your answer for a moment. Then remember you are talking to an Oni.
“Was planning on visiting the Earth Palace with some companions of mine, but we got separated in that brawl.” You state, pointing behind her.
She gives a glance back at the ongoing fight with a quirked eyebrow, before grinning widely again.
“That aint no brawl, that’s our evenin' entertainment.” She takes another long drink from the saucer in her hands.
You watch a particularly large red Oni slam his fist into a poor goblins face, sending the thing halfway across the town.
“So I see…” You say carefully.
“I think I should get back to looking for my compatriots.” You finish, making sure nothing was going to jump you from behind with a glance as you turn around.
A heavy arm grasps your shoulder, holding you in place.
“Now… aint that rude, a pretty girl beats up the bad man for ya and you don’t even offer ‘er a drink?”
You chuckle a bit more nervously than you’d like as you look at her. She’s obviously more than a little sloshed.
“Terribly sorry, would it be alright if I caught up with you later? I really must be looking for my compa-“
“Ayumu!” Twin voices shout out from behind you in the alley. You look back again, seeing Kanako and Sanae on the other side, looking fine all things considered, as they start running towards you.
“Yer compatriots?” The woman asks.
You nod, and her grip tightens a little.
“Friend o’ the Moriya are ya?”
… You may have made a slight error.
Kanako skids to a halt about ten feet away, sticking out an arm to stop Sanae, nearly clotheslining her.
She looks between the two of you warily.
“Well… aint that interestin…” She takes another drink from her saucer, removing the hand from your shoulder, you step away to avoid her placing it back.
“I’ve been meanin’ to have a nice bout with the Moriya for awhile. Ya’ll wouldn’t mind obligin’ me would ya?” She gives a vicious smirk towards Kanako.
“I, Yuugi Hoshiguma, strongest of the Deva’s of the mountain, challenge you three to a spellcard battle.”
“Do you accept?”
Chapter 13: Oni Massacre
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After a moment’s hesitation, you look over and nod to Kanako and Sanae, who nods back.
Kanako steps forward. “The Moriya Shrine accepts your challenge, but not here. Too much risk of collateral damage.” Kanako states pointing at the crowd behind her.
Yuugi's grin turns feral, she cracks her neck and stretches one of her arms in a warmup motion, before walking forward and brushing past the two. “Follow me... I know just the place.”
It's a short walk past the crowd and back out of the village, the brawl having spilled into several more areas. Though they all give a wide birth to your group, upon seeing some reactions to Yuugi you are fairly certain it's deliberate.
She cuts a wide path to the right as you exit the town, leading to a large crater in the ground, easily a half mile in diameter, she leads you further in before she stops in the center, holding out her arms and turning side to side, as if a gladiator in an arena.
“Welcome to the old fight pit, hardly gets any use these days, but it will serve well our purpose.”
“Any special rules you wish to set forth before we begin?” Yuugi asks, crossing her arms and tilting her head to the side, a cocky smirk on her features.
Kanako shakes her head in the negative.
“Standard spellcard rules, fight until knockout.”
Yuugi nods. Stretching on her legs a bit, before adopting a boxers stance.
“THEN BEGIN!”
That is the only warning you get as she slams her closed fists into each other, sending out a shockwave that pummels the earth and creates hurricane winds, forcing you to brace yourself else you go flying.
Yuugi kicks off the ground and closes rapidly, throwing a vicious hook at Kanako. The goddess crosses her arms and catches it, though it forces her back, sliding on her feet, digging a rut in the rock as she does so.
Kanako pushes back with a shout, forcing Yuugi back a foot, and faster than you can register Kanako already has a spellcard out.
“Divine Pillar - Meteoric Onbashira!"
With a loud slam that shakes the ground, three pillars fall down from above and land in front of the Goddess, forcing the Oni back towards the center again.
Yuugi laughs. “Come now!” She raises a foot in the air.
“No... HIDING!” And slams the foot down into the rocks.
“FEAT OF STRENGTH – WIND BLOWING DOWN FROM MOUNT OOE!”
If the energy from her first was a hurricane, this is a tornado, fierce winds buffet you and your partners from the side, you attempt to brace yourself, slamming your feet into the ground, Sanae and Kanako are faring far better, having taken to flight and using the spellcards magic to steady themselves.
You follow the example and draw the card, wind stinging your eyes as you cannot see more than a few feet in front of you, when coming out of the haze of wind are large and wide balls of energy, flying rapidly and carried with the gale breeze.
A pair of them slams into the pillars, cracking them, before they shatter them completely, the energy continuing on its way like nothing had slowed it down.
Your two partners have disappeared from view as you frantically fight the winds and balls of energy; you REALLY need more flight training.
A shape forms in the haze ahead, blurry but approaching rapidly. You prepare a fire attack when a large mass of green breaks through the haze and crashes into you.
You abruptly cancel the spell and catch Sanae. She shakes her head a little as she gets her bearings, and she's additionally sporting a rather nasty mark on her cheek.
You gently let go, allowing her to float again as she takes up position next to you, fingering a spellcard.
“Sanae.” You speak up, keeping a wary eye out for any more balls of energy, you can still hear fighting faintly through the winds, apparently Kanako is keeping her busy.
Sanae grunts in acknowledgment though doesn't turn to look in your direction.
“I'm going to need you to trust me. Can you do that?”
She hesitates briefly, and then nods.
You smile, then float over gently and whisper in her ear.
- - -
“Great Miracle - Yasaka's Divine Wind!"
Sanae holds up the spellcard, the winds of Moriya battling against the winds from Mt Ooe, she glows briefly and pumps more energy into it, until finally they both equal out and the spells dissipate. Revealing the battlefield again for the first time in several minutes.
It appeared Yuugi used the time where she was fighting one on one well, Kanako's looking pretty beat up, bruised more than you've ever seen her, and the ground is littered with broken pillars. However, Yuugi isn't looking much better, blood dribbling down her mouth.
She looks confused as she stares at the six of you, three copies of yourself, and three copies of Sanae, standing there staring at her. She wipes the expression off her face along with the blood, before laughing.
“And 'ere I was thinking I was sober.”
You and Sanae kick off at the same time towards her, you shooting bursts of flames out of your hands while Sanae throws talismans as you pass the Oni.
She tanks the attack, batting away the flames while getting slapped in the side by the talismans that explode on impact. With a growl she slams a foot into the ground, before letting out a bestial roar, sending a shockwave in all directions.
“Oni's Voice - Annihilating Roar!"
It is deafening, the shockwave impacts you and sends you crashing into the dirt, Sanae suffering the same fate, your illusions popping like balloons, but you keep focus on the important one.
Energy balls form in the air aswell, after effects of the shockwave, then explode and send light in all directions. Though luckily none landing near you as you lay on the ground. Though you couldn't really dodge them when if you wanted. You are trying to hold your self perfectly still.
Yuugi stomps over to the prone form of Sanae, lying on her back with her eyes closed.
You hear her approach, as you open your eyes slowly, the first thing you see is green hair spread on the dirt around you, honestly you have no idea how she keeps neon green hair clean. You turn your head and look at the Oni standing over you.
She is staring down with a bloodthirsty grin on her face, punching her palm repeatedly.
“Any last words before you’re knocked out of the fight priestess?” She chuckles.
“Yeah… one.” You state. Adopting a rather un-Sanae smirk forming on your features.
You finger the card in the nonexistent pocket of the skirt.
“Scarlet Sign – Scarlet Shoot!”
The illusion fails the moment the card draws upon your power, Sanae’s outfit fading away as you take on your form again, while the real Sanae is still standing up shakily on the other side of the arena, having taken your form.
Red light bursts out of the card, tearing through your pocket and straight into the Oni with a deafening crash, the force shoving you deeper into the rock with a grunt.
Yuugi looks surprised for a moment, before the full force of the card strikes her in the chest, sending her flying back into the opposite end of the crater. You drop the energy feed a moment later, letting the light dissipate.
Kanako walks over a moment later and pulls you out of the dirt. You stand up shakily, leaning on her slightly.
“Thanks.” You say, managing to get your bearings again.
“That was a dirty trick.” She says quietly, looking at the dustcloud caused by Oni’s impact.
“Sorry, I'm a fox, it's part of the stereotype.”
She smirks. “Don’t be. Keep doing it.”
Another bestial roar sounds throughout the crater, the dustcloud immediately blown away, and with a rumble of the earth you feel a burst of energy.
“Ah…. Shit.” Kanako speaks to your left, the vulgarity causing you to look at her in surprise for a moment, before you hear Yuugi again.
“Fighting with trickery…”
She’s standing above an Oni shaped hole in the earth. Blood is dripping down her face, in a crushing grip she is holding a glowing orange spellcard.
“Last Word - Massacre on Mt.Ooe!”
Another burst of energy makes its presence known in the clearing, and the Oni is standing there, glowing orange.
And then in an instant, without warning, she’s on you. Having crossed the crater faster than you can perceive, she threw a vicious punch, only barely blocked by Kanako. The force of impact forcing the goddess to her knees as she grits her teeth, holding back the blow while Yuugi applies more strength to it.
You grasp your cards.
“Fox Sign – Flame of Miyagi!” The flames shoot out of the card and impact the Oni, she’s not even trying to dodge, it causes her to stumble a little, but she’s still pressing the attack.
“Sea Opening - The Day the Sea Split!" Sanae shouts from the other side of the crater. Twin waves of light shooting out and snaking through the air, before slamming into the back of the Oni. This, combined with your flames causes her to lose her balance completely, losing her stance and as consequence, the force behind the punch.
Kanako pushes back, causing the Oni to stumble backwards.
“VIRTUE OF THE WIND GOD!” Your old painful friend shoots out from Kanako's spellcard, balls of energy and daggers of light slamming repeatedly into the chest of the Oni.
It hits the Oni from several angles over and over, as the Oni swings her fists, attempting to bat the energy away, however after a moment, the pummeling becomes too much, the light in the card fading as the Oni falls onto her back, unconscious.
- - -
You fall rather ungracefully onto your ass, panting and chuckling at the same time.
“I… I think we got her.” You finally manage to say.
Kanako nods. “Indeed we did, good work you two.” Even she sounds slightly out of breath, key word being slightly, she doesn’t appear to be really hurt, though her dress is ripped and torn in places.
Sanae walks over, besides the mark on her cheek, and a few abrasions on her dress, she’s fine aswell.
Yuugi is still lying on the rocks; she’s already stopped bleeding, and is snoring slightly.
Sanae gets to work tending to wounds, though luckily nobody is too badly hurt, and you all start heading back to the town.
“Will she be alright sleeping out there?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head with a smile. “She’s an Oni. I assure you she’s woken up in worse places.”
It’s a short walk back into town, and you start heading towards the earth palace, the brawl has already cleared, a few damaged walls and broken doors, and a few still unconscious Youkai are all that is left of the fight.
You continue through the town unimpeded and start climbing the large set of stairs leading to the palace. It is a truly massive building, easily the largest you’ve seen since your arrival, well constructed in an old Gothic style, from large white stone. The windows are all finely made stained glass, though what they depict you cannot recognize.
“Wait a moment.” Sanae says. Before leaning over and whispering into Kanako’s ear. The goddess looks confused, before a happy smile comes across her features.
“A good idea!” Kanako says with a raised voice.
“Ayumu, fix this!” She holds out her arms towards you with an expectant expression, leaving you to stare at her in confusion.
Sanae looks between the two of you for a moment before sighing.
“What she means to say is… can you please your illusions to hide the battle damage?”
Ah. That makes sense.
“Yes of course.” You think about what they were wearing before briefly and with a slight rippling in the air their clothes appear good as new. They are still damaged and dirty of course, but to anyone without complex knowledge of illusions they would appear perfectly normal.
Kanako and Sanae look over your work curiously, before nodding happily.
“Thank you.” Sanae says with a smile and slight bow.
Kanako merely nods, as per custom, though she does have a smile aswell, and she goes to open the door.
BOOM.
A large beam of bright yellow energy shoots out of the rocks, about a mile to your right, easily visible even from this distance and lighting up the cavern.
Sanae yelps and ducks back, while Kanako freezes up completely.
The beam keeps going and impacts the ‘ceiling’ of the cavern, sending rocks falling to the ground below, before petering out.
Kanako turns towards the two of you, with obvious apprehension on her features.
“Sanae, I need you to take Ayumu inside and have him meet with Satori.”
“I need to go check on something.”
“But-“ Sanae starts to say but gets cutoff.
“It wasn’t a request Sanae, DO IT.”
And with that Kanako kicks off the ground and goes flying faster than you’ve seen her before, towards the source point of the energy.
Sanae stands there, with a very worried look on her features, looking between you and the goddess rapidly gaining distance.
“She can handle herself… and I’d rather not go against her instructions.”
Sanae bites her lip, but then nods and pushes the doors open, beckoning you inside.
The inside is just as gothic as the outside; you step through the double doors and into a large room, with a tall arched ceiling held up by strong and thick pillars, made of the same material as the walls. Dozens of doors line the walls, and balconies look over the main room from the apparent second floor.
Though as you look around you realize, no one is here…
You give a curious glance to Sanae, who is looking around the place with apparent curiosity aswell, looking this way and that, the apparent concern over Kanako forgotten as she observes the architecture.
“First time here?” You ask.
She turns her gaze towards you, and then nods again.
“Yes… normally when it is the case with meeting the leaders of the various Youkai…”
She struggles the find the right word.
“…Communities, Lady Kanako or Lady Suwako handle it. I’ve been to the underground several times, but have never met Lady Satori.”
“Fair enough…” You look around the massive chamber again. “So where exactly are we going in here then?”
Sanae shrugs, and then starts walking down the room towards its far end, heading towards another large set of double doors.
It seems Sanae follows the ‘when in doubt go forwards’ mentality.
Seeing little in the way of options yourself, you follow behind her.
One large chamber, leads to another, and another, large room upon large room, doors after doors. You’ve been walking for a good two or three minutes, before you reach a set of doors different than the rest.
Large and wooden, with intricate gilding, and stained glass in the center of each, in which is a display of a classical heart, not unlike a design you’d see on a playing card, surrounding it is a bouquet of roses, red and white.
Sanae hesitates for a moment in front of it, and then knocks gently. Silence is the response, and you both stare at the door for a few moments, before she starts to raise her hand to knock again.
You hear the click of heels on tile floor from beyond the door, when with a creak the door opens and a curious head sticks out.
A red head with long twin red braids and two cat ears on her head that are twitching as she looks between the two of you. A smile spreads across her features as she looks excited all of a sudden.
Before you can say anything however she turns around, two twin tails sticking out of the doorway as she does so.
“Lady Satori! You have guests!”
Her voice is high pitched, with an oddly southern drawl; she opens the door the rest of the way and waves you inside with a very cheeky smile.
It reveals an office, ornate as the rest of the building, it is oval in shape, with a large desk in the center, and much like Akyuu’s desk it is western in style. However unlike Akyuu's it is filled with books, stacked on the desk, stacked on the floor, and several full bookshelves besides the all too familiar stained glass windows.
Sitting at the desk, though not getting up to welcome the two of you is a young woman with violet hair, about the same shade as Remilia’s actually, she’s wearing a blue and pink dress covered in heart motifs, and it’s topped off with an eye, veins wrapped around her torso, it is glancing on its own volition between the two of your curiously.
You had thought she was named ‘Satori’ after the word for enlightenment, but it appears Satori, IS a Satori, a mind reader. You recognize that kind of kind of eye instantly, though you haven't seen the species for a long long time.
She stops in front of the two of you, then states in a very dull voice.
“I actually was named after the word, not for my species. But yes, I am Satori, mistress of the Earth Palace, how can I be of service?”
You give a glance out of the corner of your eye at Sanae, though she says nothing, leaving you to go on ahead.
“Yes… thank you. I am Ayumu, and this is Sanae, we are from the Moriya shrine, Kanako Moriya sent us in the hopes you could assist me in a problem I’m having?” You state.
She quirks an eyebrow, though you aren’t sure at which part of the statement.
“I may, though it would depend on the problem.”
“Well… It’s rather hard to explain.” You start.
You struggle for a minute, trying to figure out the right words.
… Oh right, mind reader.
You flash some images in your mind, you waking up with others spellcards on or near your person, and snippets of the dreams.
She continues looking at you with the dull expression.
“So because I have the ability to use others spell cards by reading others thoughts, your goddess thinks I would know what is happening to you?”
You nod slowly, while Sanae look very confused at the moment.
“I believe I can, though I will require payment.”
You think of your dire money situation for a moment, but Sanae speaks up before you do. “We can certainly work something out!” With her customary bright smile on her face.
Satori just continues staring at you. “Do not worry; I already have something in mind.”
That’s more than a little creepy.
“Rin?” Satori calls out.
The catgirl makes a noise from where she was lounging; apparently since you last looked she positioned herself in front of a fireplace placed next to the door that you didn’t notice.
“Please take Miss Sanae here on a tour of the building; I have to talk to Mister Ayumu about some matters.”
Rin starts to get up grumbling, but Sanae interjects.
“Absolutely not!” Okay less interjecting and more shouting.
“Sanae It-“ You start to speak up when she pokes a finger into your chest.
“No! Since you’ve arrived you’ve been stabbed, shot, pummeled, had night terrors, and had your mind nearly snapped in half by a spellcard you couldn’t control.”
“I am NOT leaving you alone here. Not until we know exactly what is wrong!”
She crosses her arms and stares at you, as if daring you to disagree.
You look over to Satori, but she doesn’t say anything, before she shrugs.
“As you wish.”
She points to a pair of chairs in front of the desk. “Go ahead and take seats.”
You and Sanae walk over and sit in the chairs, while Satori sits on the edge of the desk, facing you.
She then slowly reaches out with both hands and places them on your temple, closing her eyes, though the one on her chest is staring right at you.
“Clear you mind of all idle thoughts, remember your dream, any dream.” Her voice if quiet before is barely above a whisper now.
You close your eyes and think back to the first dream, where you saw the fox cult, you think of everything that happened in it, from the confusion of the landscape and the people in it, to the terror of burning alive.
“No…” Satori murmurs. "This is just a nightmare… and not your own… give me another.”
You pause for a moment, then think of the second dream, Yukari on the riverside.
You show her everything, from the views Yukari showed you, to the mallet and your subsequent murder, and you waking up in the morning with one of her spell cards.
“Another.”
You show her Remilia’s and Yuyuko’s aswell, though she does not speak during either memory.
Then, ever so slowly you feel the hands recede from your head, and you open your eyes. Satori has already opened hers, her dull expression changing to one of slight concern, along with a
light bead of sweat on her forehead.
“Tell me… what do you know of spellcards?” She asks.
You reach down to grasp the cards in your pocket.
“They are manifestations of the user’s power are they not?” You reply.
She hops off of the desk and walks behind it, opening a drawer. From it she pulls a spellcard which she places on the desk. It is a violet colored card, crisscrossed with rose vines, and in the center is a single red eye, a duplicate of the one she has wrapped around her torso.
“In a sense yes. And in another much more.” She says.
“A spellcard IS the user, for lack of a better phrase; they are the summation of the users emotions, thoughts, disciplines, and feelings. When you are seeing another person fight in a spellduel, you are seeing what makes them themselves.” She explains.
“I can read minds; I know people’s thoughts, beliefs, and emotions. Because of this I can replicate their spellcards effects, though I cannot recreate the cards themselves. I would believe that you are doing something similar, by entering someone’s dream you are entering their mind, with all that entails. You are in the deepest part of them, and so it wouldn’t be unexpected that there would be side effects coming out.”
She glances at the card in her hand.
“However I cannot explain why it produces a spellcard, perhaps an after effect of the magic involved in the process, after all the ability to enter dreams is a rare gift. However it does have another noticeable side effect, Yukari showing you the effect of the mallet as she knew of it created an effect on your dreams. I couldn’t say how, but I could feel its presence from every dream barring the first.”
She finishes, putting the card back into the desk.
“Could there be any… harm in him copying other’s spellcards? From a purely mental perspective?” Sanae speaks up.
Satori gives her a glance then shakes her head. “No. At least, none that I could think of, using those outside of his ability to handle could certainly backfire, but just getting a copy of the card itself shouldn’t have any side effects.”
Sanae lets out a relieved sigh. “That’s good then.”
“Do you have any ideas what I could do about the mallets effects?” You ask.
Satori shakes her head again.
“I’m afraid not, however, you enter dreams, and you can control dreams on a lucid level. I would suggest just attempting to summon it, or remove it from your dream.”
Well, it’s worth a shot, you never thought about it to be honest.
“Is there anything else you need my assistance with?”
You give a glance to Sanae, who shakes her head, which you mimic.
“Good then, we can discuss payment.” She speaks a bit more excitedly.
“Yes… as I was saying the Moriya Shrine ca-“ Sanae starts but gets cut off.
“No. As I said I have something in mind. I would have to speak privately to Ayumu though.”
Sanae hesitates for a moment, and then nods, apparently less against the idea than before, though you suppose you did get your answers.
She pushes the chair back and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Satori hops back out of her seat and walks around the desk until she is standing in front you of, a noticeably cat like smile on her features.
“Yukari has a fox spirit as a servant, did you know that?”
You think back to a conversation you had several days ago.
“Yes. I did.” Wondering where she is going with this.
“I’ve unfortunately never gotten the chance to meet her, though I’ve always wanted to.”
“I keep a lot of pets… most people have difficulties with me and my sister due to our abilities, however animals appreciate that you can tell what they are thinking. As such I’ve been surrounded by animals from a young age.”
You nod again. You only saw Rin, but with how massive the building was you wouldn’t be surprised if there were more.
“Could you show me your fox form? That would be all I ask as payment.”
You look at her curious. It’s an odd request.
As long as you don’t actually use any serious magic it wouldn’t really be a drain of your energy.
“Alright…” You agree.
You step away from the chair, and with the release of a mental block, you drop to all fours, fur covering your features, you shrink into the size of a small dog and take on the form of a fox,
your clothes falling around you as you do so.
Like before your hearing, vision, and scent is instantly enhanced. You shake off some after effects of the transformation, and then stare up at Satori curiously. Your nose twitching as it takes in the now slightly overpowering scent of roses in the room.
She looks down at you, her right foot tapping against the floor excitedly. She holds out a head, right above your hand.
"May I?" She asks.
You nod your now vulpine head, wondering what she is trying to find out.
She pressed the hand down on the top of your head, before rubbing it through the fur and scratching behind your ears.
You stare at her incredulously as she continues to pet you. A blissful smile on her features.
...
You are almost five-hundred years old, you have seen more blood, death, and destruction, than most humans ever have, and you are sitting here, on your haunches, in a fantasy land, while a mind reading girl pets your head like some oversized puppy.
As she gets to a particularly lovely spot behind your left earlode, you decide screw it. It has been a long day.
- - -
No more than five minutes later, she is satisfied, apparently she doesn't get alot of foxes down here, and by alot, I mean at all. Honestly with the two fights you've just been in, you don't blame the others of your species.
You give your goodbyes, and head back out the door, to see Sanae standing, right outside, looking at some of stained glass. She turns her head when you enter and gives a smile at your approach.
"Did everything go alright?" She asks giving you a look over.
"Yes... Yes everything is fine. We just discussed some things." You say carefully.
She blinks at your tone before shrugging her shoulders. "Shall we head back to the entrance then?"
You give the affirmative. "Yes, lets go see if Kanako's come back."
It's another two to three minutes walk back to the entrance, any same as last time you don't see anyone as you move through the place, you are more than a little curious how she takes care of this place.
You head back to and through the main entrance, to see Kanako standing right outside of it at the top of the stairs, Sanae upon spotting her runs up happily.
"Lady Kanako! You're alright!"
The goddess gives a snort.
"Of course I'm alright, did you have any doubts?"
"What happened?" Sanae asks.
Kanako shrugs her shoudlers, causing the ring behind her back to spin a little. "Just some intruder in the reactor apparently. They fled as soon as the caretaker got onto them."
"I'm afraid I didn't see the culprit, and the 'discharge' is so common that no alarm was raised."
You can't help but sigh, you didn't want anything to happen to the goddess of course, but you were kinda hoping she would have been able to see this 'intruder'. You have more than a sneaking suspicion it's the same people... or person you are looking for.
Or an especially drunk Oni, in this town it's rather hard to guess.
- - -
The flight back to the surface is without incident, especially since you all unanimously decided to fly OVER the village, instead of walking through it then flying later. and with a short trip upwards you are back outside the cave and onto the surface.
It is already late evening, and you all make your way back to the temple, thankfully in the same state you left it.
Dinner is ready shortly afterwards, Suwako having prepared something when she got back, an hour or so earlier.
It's a nice dinner, especially after a long day like the three of you have had, and it is mixed with light conversation, Sanae still hasn't told the goddesses about what happened with Satori today.
But from how they speak and from what Sanae reveals she knows already...
...You don't recall telling her about the night terrors
You figure it will most likely make it to the goddesses knowledge before the day is done.
And with the standard fares of goodnights you all head your seprate ways for bed.
- - -
You stretch out before the night, your shoulder is still sore. When you were told about the spellcard system, for some odd reason you pictured less fist fights. Oh how silly you were you think as you stretch the arm, wincing at the bruise you have there.
It's still only around nine in the evening, but it has been a long day by any stretch of the imagination, but as prepare for bed your eyes fall upon your collection of cards.
Two fox, one Remilia, and two cards you doubt you control belonging to Yukari and Yuyuko respectively.
You wonder...
Chapter 14: A Busy Day
Chapter Text
You reach down and grasp a card, one of the blank ones the Moriya provided to you.
... You can't rely on other's spellcards in the long run.
You clear your mind of idle thoughts and focus on the card in front of you, channeling your magic into it.
You feel a slight tugging sensation in your skull, like someone has taped a string to your forehead and is pulling it towards the card.
Then, with a SNAP. The card flashes a bright white light, leaving spots in your vision that you blink away.
The card's blank design has been replaced by silhouetted images of foxes, silver in color, they are in various poses on the page. The text at the bottom reads.
"Fox Sign - Fox Hunt" In Golden letters.
'Yip!'
You jump a bit, that sounded like...
You lower the card and see a small fox, made up of silver light by your bed. It is staring up at you with two blue unblinking eyes, a single tail swishing back and forth behind it excitedly.
"...Hi?" You say slowly.
'Yip!' It exclaims again.
Yeah buddy I didn't understand it the first time, and I can SPEAK fox.
Then, with another burst of silver light, the fox explodes in a ball of blue fire, the force of it flipping your futon over. You rush to put it out, but find that it didn't actually burn anything.
So... exploding foxes huh?
- - -
The night passes without a dream, which is wonderful as you got a full night of sleep to relieve your aching shoulder.
And you awaken to a new and fresh day.
It's the fifth day since you've arrived, almost a full week, it's Saturday, though what that really means here you couldn't honestly say.
You freshen up and toss your laundry in the wash finally, and during breakfast you informed that due to the fight yesterday and the yardwork progress, the goddesses have seen fit to give you and Sanae both the day off.
Sanae seems delighted with the news, making a break for her room shortly after breakfast.
... Teenagers.
While Kanako and Suwako see fit to lounge around the temple all day, apparently after yesterday Suwako's waiting for some results and has nothing to investigate herself today.
Leaving you with an odd situation.
You have a full day... where you can do whatever you want really.
“I think I’m going to go back to the underground then, if it is all the same to you.” You state after thinking it over.
The two goddesses look at you quizzically, and in Kanako’s case more than a little obvious concern.
“I feel bad after the fight with Yuugi yesterday, she kind of saved me from getting beaten to a pulp, and in return we ended up fighting her. I had promised her a drink and I want to try to mend bridges before they become irreparable. I live here now after-all.”
Kanako mulls it over a bit, but then sighs.
“Oni respect strength and honesty, and we do not want those in the underground to be hostile to us forever.”
She walks out of the room, before returning a minute later with a bottle of Sake, the label identifying it as Daiginjo. That’s… more than a little expensive. She looks at it for a moment, hesitating, before offering it to you.
You grasp it gingerly.
“Thank you Kanako.”
She looks forlornly at the bottle a moment longer, before nodding and turning back to the TV.
You best leave before she changes her mind.
With a quick goodbye you grab a bag from the kitchen and put the bottle into it.
- - -
You exit out the back of the temple and kick off into the air, heading towards the entrance to the underground. The morning air is cool against your body, rather pleasant all things considered.
You can see a few Tengu flitting about the mountain, maybe you should visit their village sometime… along with the Kappa’s, you are more than a little curious as to see what their society is like. You’ve never really associated with either.
Tokyo was many things, but it was never agreeable to those who prefer a more… ‘Country’ aesthetic.
Just a minute or two of flight takes you to the entrance to the underground, even from all the way up here you can feel the heat of the magma far below.
You hesitate briefly at the entrance, before shaking your head and flying into it.
It’s another two to three minute flight down, however compared to before there are more Youkai about the tunnel itself. Various carvings into the rocks hold small hovels. Mostly goblins from what you see, but there are a few fairies flying about aswell.
You are curious why you didn’t see them last time. There were Youkai before of course, but it definitely seems busier now.
You make it the rest of the way down, landing just before the familiar red bridge. You see the woman from before… come to think of it you never got her name.
She is leaning against the railing, watching the water move underneath it with a bored expression on her face, resting her chin in one of her hands as she taps a foot idly against the wood.
You approach slowly, remembering her… hostility before. She turns her head as your shoes clack against the bridge.
Her expression brightens considerably at the sight of you.
“Good morning!” She states cheerfully, waving with one hand, a bright smile on her features.
You halt midstep, stumbling a little.
That… wasn’t what you expected.
You recover quickly. “Good morning miss…?”
She gasps and covers her mouth with a hand.
“My apologies! I forgot to introduce myself yesterday.” She lifts up her dress and curtsies. “I am Mizuhashi Parsee. “
You give a light bow in response. “… I am Ayumu, pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
She giggles, and then speaks again. “Are you seeking to head into the city?”
You give a slow nod. “Yes, I had business to take care of there.”
She claps her hands and nods. “Please go on ahead; just don’t get into any trouble!~”
“…Alright.” You slowly walk past and around her, but nothing happens as you make your way to the other side of the bridge.
You can hear her mumbling behind you, but you can’t make out anything she’s saying, even with your advanced hearing.
You speed up your walking by an appreciable amount.
- - -
You reach the gates of the city without incident thankfully, and it is just as bustling as it was before, which begs a question you only just realized… How are you going to find Yuugi in this city?
You head into the alley you were ‘ambushed’ before. A nice demon shaped hole on one side of the alley, and a fist sized hole on the other, next to it is a door, apparently a side entrance. Above which is a sign.
“Ota’s Liver”
Well… you suppose it’s a good a start as any. You open the door and walk inside.
The first thing you greet you is the smell of strong alcohol, following that, the raucous sound of a popular bar.
It’s your average haunt all things considered, old beaten down tables, a long bar against the far wall, staffed by an Oni it appears, and Youkai of all sorts are drinking, from demons in the corner laughing wildly and swinging beer mugs around, to a pair of fairies sipping at some colorful drink out of long straws as they float above the table.
No sign of Yuugi however…
You approach the bar and wait for the bartender, who makes his way to you after a minute or so.
“What can I get for ya?” He asks, voice gruff, but jovial in tone.
“Information if you please, I’m looking for someone. A Miss Yuugi?”
He blinks. “Yuugi?”
“You can find her up on the balcony.” He states, pointing to a staircase to the left of the bar.
You nod in thanks, and start heading towards the staircase. “Good luck!” He shouts out from the bar.
- - -
You walk up the old wooden staircase, and find yourself on the apparent second floor of the bar, there’s more tables set about, but on first glance there is nobody here.
Then you see her, sitting at a table, halfway hidden by a wooden support beam in the way, Yuugi is nursing a drink and looking off into the distance.
You steel your nerves and walk over to her. When you get about ten feet away she speaks up without looking in your direction.
“If yer here to fight, you’ll need to wait until after I finish my drink.” She says, a slight slur to her voice as she continues staring off into the distance.
You clear your throat and speak up. “Actually… I believe I owed a certain ‘pretty lady’ a drink and was hoping to pay off my debt.”
She stills at the sound of your voice, turning her head slowly to stare at you. You hold up the paper bag, the top of the bottle sticking out of it.
“Please?” You ask.
She stares a moment longer then lets out a barking laugh.
“I… didn’t actually expect you to hold me up on that!” She laughs some more, slamming a hand on the table, cracking it as she does so.
“Yeah! Yeah! Come take a seat.”
You nod with a smile and take the seat across from her.
You set the bag on the table, and she reaches over and pulls out the bottle, taking a look at the label.
“Ooooh not bad at all!”
She pops cork out with a finger and pours the Sake into two dishes, handing one to you while she takes the other.
“Cheers!” She holds out the saucer and you tap yours to hers, and you both drink at the same time.
It’s smooth going down, good stuff. Kanako knows her booze.
You place the saucer back on the table, Yuugi doing so at the same time, a pleased grin on her face as she enjoys the Sake.
“I’m not gonna lie, I expected a bit more of a… violent reunion.”
She shakes her head. “You went out of your way to pay me back, that means a lot.”
“Though I am still pissed about you cheating in the fight yesterday.”
You shrug your shoulders, allowing two vulpine ears to pop out of your head.
“Fox Spirit… It’s in my nature; it would be like asking you to not use your strength.”
She looks at the ears with obvious curiosity.
“Huh… we don’t hardly ever get your kind ‘round here.”
She lets out a huff, before pouring another saucer of the drink, filling yours aswell.
“I suppose so. Still, it was a nasty trick.”
You shrug your shoulders again. “It’s that or holding myself back, and I don’t think you’d appreciate that.”
She gives you an appraising look, before shaking her head with a smile.
“I suppose not.”
- - -
“So…” She drawls out after several more saucers, the bottle about half empty at this point. You’re not really feeling the effects of it, a Youkai’s metabolism is no joke. But it is damn good sake.
“How did someone like you end up associating with people like them?”
You blink at the question. “I assume by ‘them’ you mean the Moriya?”
She nods.
You let out a breath and lean back in your seat.
“I arrived in Gensokyo almost a week ago now, and there were several shrines offering shelter. I ended up going with the Moriya, it was just Sanae there, but she wasn’t having any luck… I suppose I may have felt pity for her at the time.”
She snorts.
“No really, she was by far the least popular; and as far as I’m aware I was the only person who spoke to her that day. I ended up as I said staying with them, and so far it’s been… far more pleasant than I expected to be honest." You admit.
Kanako can be difficult at times, but Suwako and Sanae have both been very friendly and helpful in getting me acclimated. I understand you may have problems with Kanako, I really do. But Sanae’s just a teenager, a human one at that, I don’t think she’s done anything wrong… As for Suwako… well to be honest I don’t know enough about her to make a judgment call, but still, do you all really hold that much of a grudge?”
She looks down at the saucer in her hands before letting out a sigh.
“No… not really, I know… as far as I can be aware anyway that Sanae hasn’t done anything. But I won’t forgive Kanako until she apologizes for nearly getting us all killed. “
You suck in air through your teeth.
Yeah… Kanako apologizing….
“I’ll see if I can talk to her about it, for what it’s worth, she does want friendly relations with the underground.”
She snorts again.
“If you say so. Tell you what, if you can pull that off, I’ll buy the drink next time.”
She gets up from her chair and stretches her arms.
“Thanks for the drink, it was appreciated, but unfortunately I’ve got business to take care of.”
She grabs the bottle and puts the cork back in, and with a lazy wave she heads back to the staircase and down into the bar, leaving you alone at the table.
That… went far better than expected all around, Yuugi is rather different than what you pegged her for, and you’ve always had… trouble with Oni. A species that values honesty greatly tends to clash with a species known for being tricksters.
Still, as long as both sides are willing to try, perhaps the situation in the underground can be resolved. You’ve gotta pay the Moriya back somehow, you feel in the long run cleaning up their house is not going to cut it.
It’s almost noon now… you think. There’s obviously no sunlight down here, but that’s what your internal clock is telling you, you’ve still got the rest of the afternoon and the evening to kill.
You get up from your seat at the table, that meeting went better than expected, though you do wonder how exactly you could get someone like Kanako to apologize. You don’t exactly have Suwako’s ability to yell into her ear until she submits...
Actually it may be worth speaking to Suwako about it come to think of it, either way you have a sneaking suspicion you will be grilled for information about your visit when you get back. But for now it’s almost lunch time.
You are rather light on money, you suppose you could head back to the temple… or…
A grin makes its way across your features. Well. You have been meaning to come visiting again.
You kick off from the balcony and fly out of the city, heading past the bridge and up through the hole leading to the surface. A short flight up and you are back on the mountain itself.
You breathe in the non burning sulfuric air with satisfaction, and start heading towards the human village.
It’s a short flight, four to five minutes, and you land just outside the gates and walk in. Bustling as always, there is more of a hubbub going on in the village square compared to last time.
In the center of the square in front of the statue is a large stage, upon which is an ongoing Noh performance, a young girl with pink hair is doing the performance by herself on the stage, she is wearing a traditional mask on her face and is moving rhythmically to music that you can’t place the source of. She's got a a large crowd surrounding the stage, apparently being quite popular, it's only after you see the faint glowing forms of more masks surrounding her you recognize her for a Youkai.
And In the corner there are more Youkai. Specifically merchants, some kappa have setup a stall and are selling devices and goods you don’t recognize, though all are mechanical in nature. You see a few familiar Kappa from that day you first arrived at the mountain. They however have much less in the way of attention, you'd think at first due to the attraction in the center of the square, but on closer look most humans are actively AVOIDING the stall altogether. You're sure there is a story behind that.
You cut across the village square and head towards the Hieda compound, it’s a short walk over, and you arrive at the gated complex. Most of the servants are working in the garden, but only a few turn their heads to look at you as you enter the compound and head towards the front door.
You open it slowly, in case she may have guests over, but peering into the room you just see Akyuu at her desk writing on a piece of parchment by herself.
You walk inside and enter the large central room, the only sounds being the scratching of a pen on old parchment, and the rhythmic ticking of a clock set on the wall. Akyuu however doesn’t seem to have registered your presence.
You watch her work, much the same as she always had, no matter her name she always is the same kind of person. Even compared to so long ago…
- - -
*140 years ago*
The gentle pitter patter of rain makes its presence known as it hits the pavement outside. It has been an oddly rainy January, though it is been warm enough not to snow, both rather unusual for Tokyo this time of year.
You watch the rain fall outside through the glass door of your shop, the novel in your hands having utterly failed in getting your attention. It’s a slow day today, though to be fair; it is a slow day most days.
You are about to give it up and try to find SOMETHING to do, when a hooded figure bursts into your shop, dripping wet, with black hair sticking out from underneath the heavy hood they are wearing, though the rest of the figure is obscured as they are hunched over the ground panting.
“Can… I help you? Or are you just looking to get out of the rain?” You ask, looking at the possible customer.
The figure opens up a finger in the universal wait gesture, and you do so dutifully as they catch their breath.
A good fifteen seconds later the figure looks up at you, scarlet red hair framing a young womans face with a pair of tired looking purple eyes.
“Are you Akio?”
You raise an eyebrow at the question, there’s only one of you in here, and the sign outside does say “Akio’s”
“I may be. Why?” You ask.
“I am Amu, I am looking to get help for my family, a rival clan is trying to stamp up out.”
“Then yes, I am Akio… come with me.”
You get up and move to the door set against the back wall. Opening it and motioning her to enter it.
She hesitates only for a moment before walking around your desk and into the room. You walk over to your front door and switch the sign to ‘closed’ then follow her into the back room.
Your ‘real’ office is far less decorated than your outside one, made up of a simple table with some chairs, there are a few old paintings here and there, but you prefer to minimalist look for this kind of thing.
Amu is standing next to the table awkwardly. You gesture to one of the chairs.
“Please. Sit.”
She does so, sliding into the chair and scooching it closer to the table. Once she gets relatively comfortable she pulls the hood off, revealing the red hair goes all the way to her shoulders.
You take the chair opposite, giving her a smile and gesturing for her to speak.
“Is… is it true? That you are a Fox Monster? “
You snicker, allowing one of your tails to slip out; she watches it with a mix of curiosity and fear.
“I prefer fox spirit, but yes. I’d like to preface beforehand that I solve problems yes, but I do not kill people, not deliberately anyway.”
She shakes her head side to side rapidly.
“NO!” She cups her hand over her mouth at the outburst.
“I mean… no. I don’t want anyone killed.” She clarifies, slightly muffled as she is still covering her mouth.
“Then please go into more detail.” You request.
She breathes in deeply, and then explains the situation.
She apparently ran here all the way from Numazu, a rather impressive feat for such a young girl.
"My clan, the Hieda is being destroyed by a rival clan, the Sogo, they have been buying up all of our properties, and trumped up charges that got my father arrested. As the next in succession I believed they were planning the same for me, so I fled town to seek help... and I was directed here. I was told you are good at solving..." She wrings her hands.
"Situations like this." She finishes, looking at you hopefully.
“So you wish me to get the Hieda its land back, and put down this rival clan of yours?”
She nods slowly.
“Simple enough, but how precisely do you plan on paying for this?”
She slowly reaches into a pocket and produces a fine golden necklace, inlaid with jewels of all sorts, placing it on the table.
“It’s been in the Hieda family for generations.”
You give it a look over; it’s very finely made, and would fetch a VERY nice price, though you still don’t believe it would cover the cost of the job itself. You think it over a moment, and then voice your decision.
“Agreed.” You state, pocketing the necklace.
“Come, we are leaving for Numazu, we can take my cart.” You push the chair back and start to leave the room.
“Uhm…” She speaks up, causing you to glance back. "Can we… eat something first?”
You snicker again.
“Sure.” You reach out a hand for her to grab, which she does after another moment’s hesitation.
You lead her out of th-
“Oh! Good day Ayumu! I wasn’t informed that you were visiting!”
- - -
You are ripped out of your reminiscence, and are back in the Hieda compound, Amu… no Akyuu smiling up at you from behind her desk.
In the light of the windows you can see just the slightest slip of a golden chain around her neck, the metal glinting in the light.
A smile graces your features. “I just thought I’d drop by, both wanting to mooch off of your lunch and checking up to see if you’ve heard anything about our little trouble maker.”
She giggles. “Well! I do believe I can help with both of those, come, it was about time for me to take a break anyway.”
She leads you through one of the side doors in the room, which reveals a rather expansive dining room, she sits at the head of the table, you at her side, and she rings a small silver bell sitting in front of her seat.
“So?” You ask, as you sit down.
“What do you have for me?”
“Yes… I’m afraid I still couldn’t find anything particularly concrete on the Mallet itself, but I do believe I have information on the kidnapper. I was planning on sending a messenger tomorrow but you beat me to it.”
“It’s a Amanojaku named Seija, last name unknown, she’s been in Gensokyo for an unknown length of time, but at least as far back as half a year ago.”
“No known acquaintances, she mostly kept quiet, the only real record I have of her came from a resident of the Bamboo Forest, Seija apparently challenged her to a spellcard duel, believing her to be a normal human, she was promptly beaten into the ground.”
“That being the only noted appearance of her... until now of course.”
You nod, it's not much, but it is good to have a name.
“I'll pass that along thank you.” She nods with a smile, which brightens considerably more when servants walk in carrying plates of food.
Steak for lunch... even after a hundred years the girl still loves to eat.
The rest of the meal is spent is pleasant conversation, as you get ready to leave however she calls out to you.
“Is everything still alright at the shrine?”
You pause for a moment, thinking over your answer.
“I'd say so yes... theirs been a few more... events. But they are still good hosts.”
She gives you a deadpan look. “Ayumu...”
You can't help but laugh at her expression, you have a feeling if you so much as asked she would wage a one woman war on the shrine, however well that would turn out.
“I'm fine! Seriously little one, you know better than most it takes quite a lot of actually hurt me.”
She glowers a moment longer before letting out a sigh.
“Just be careful... okay?”
You reach out and gently pat her head. “ 'course I will, I've made a career out of being careful Amu.”
She pushes your hands off of her head with a mock pout, that quickly turns into a smile.
“I know... stay safe Akio.”
“You aswell little Amu.”
You turn to leave. “And visit often!”
You can't help it, you laugh as you step out of the building. It's good to have friends again, both new and old.
Chapter 15: Meeting the Neighbors
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You think back to the performance you saw in the square, you doubt that it is still going on, but you are interested in the performer more than the play. A Youkai street performer… consider your interest piqued.
You walk away from the compound and back towards the center of town, cutting your way through the now shopping crowd in the village square, the stage is still there, but the performer is gone and the crowd is no longer around it, instead shopping at the various stalls around the square, except the Kappa one.
A quick glance around the crowd shows no sign of the pink haired girl however. However there is an old man staring at the stage by himself away from the crowd.
You cut your way through the crowd over to the man. Hopefully he’ll have an idea.
“Excuse me sir?” You attempt to get his attention once you are a few feet away from him.
At first it seems like he didn’t hear you, then after a moment he slowly turns to look at you, revealing a very old and sagging face, with tired looking light grey eyes and a long beard. He is hunched over and resting on a walking stick.
“Yes young’in?” He asks, his voice rough, like a heavy smoker.
“That show from before. Who was the performer?”
“Hmm? A newcomer?” He asks, scratching at his beard.
You nod at the question.
“That was Kokoro. Hata no Kokoro, a regular performer here, does her show every Saturday.”
“Ah, thank you, does she live around here?” You ask.
“Yes… she lives just outside the village, at the Myouren temple. She’s probably headed back already. “
“Myouren temple?” You think back to your first day at the train station… yes that was one of the stalls.
“Yes… relatively friendly bunch of people, though most of us don’t go near the place, filled with Youkai…”
He chuckles a little, still scratching at his beard.
“Where is it at?” You ask.
“Eh… if you follow the road out the opposite end of the village you be there in about a mile… rather hard to miss, it’s the largest structure out that way.” He states, pointing down the road opposite of the one you walked to get here.
“Thank you kindly.” You say.
“Do be careful if you choose to go there… while the head priestess is quite nice, not all of her followers are…”
You nod at the information, and decide on your next course of action.
- - -
You thank the man once again and head down the opposite road out of the village, there's more shops along the way but nothing that particularly catches your eye, and you head through the gates.
However instead of opening to wide fields and farmland, it appears you've simply walked into an extension of the city, houses continue on for a good half mile, more ramshackle than those in the village itself, it appears the city outgrew the walls.
A good mile down the road you can see a tall temple, most likely the Myouren temple, and far beyond that in the distance nestled between some rolling hills is a large field of sunflowers. The afternoon sun lights them up as they seemingly go on for miles.
You start walking down the path, taking in the sights and sounds around you as you head your ways forward, its definitely more human than Youkai in these parts, and it doesn't take you long to get through it, the houses getting poorer and smaller until you are out of the village entirely and are into open road and empty space, the temple still another half mile away.
The temple itself is similar is some ways to the Moriya temple, and quite different in others, while the Moriya built wide, the Myouren built tall. A large main structure made up of several floors, with a compound around it.
You eventually make your way to it, passing through a large but open gate, set besides some wooden walls. No guard however is there to block or monitor entry, and you enter into a large central courtyard in the compound.
It's dirt mainly, with a clean path made of stone leading to the front steps of the temple building itself, there is no-one in sight, even to your vision, save for a small young girl with hair not dissimilar to Sanae's sweeping the pathway. You think her human at first, before spotting the two extra set of ears on her head, the brown setting rather oddly against the neon green hair.
You approach to greet her, perhaps she will know where Kokoro is? You can hear her faintly singing as you approach.
“Gone Gone! Gone over!” She sings repeatedly to herself, her voice bright and cheerful. Singing in time to her broom motions.
“Excuse me? Miss?” You attempt to get her attention.
She turns her head to the left and right before her eyes settling on you, you worry for a second you startled her when her expression brightens and a wide smile comes over her features.
“Good afternoon!”
Loud... very loud.
Sometimes having enhanced hearing can be a detriment rather than a benefit, you blink and attempt to ignore the ringing in your ears.
“Yes... good afternoon.” You reply to her greeting.
“Is there anything I can help you with?” She asks at a thankfully normal volume, her ears flapping up and down like a dog would with their tail, clearly excited.
“Yes... thank you. I was visiting the village earlier and saw a Youkai Noh performer, I'm a relative newcomer to these parts so I was hoping to meet her, I never saw any Youkai performances where I came from. So I'm rather curious.” You explain.
She takes a moment to process your words, before nodding excitedly.
You reflexively cover your ears as she cups her hands around her mouth.
“Kokoro!” She yells towards the temple.
You uncover your ears and give a glance around, nobody responds at first, then a side door of the temple opens, peeking out from behind it is a young girl with pink hair, the same one you saw before in the village. She looks blankly between the two of you.
The green haired girl beckons her over, and after a moment more she does so. Walking down the steps and stopping before the two of you, a blank noh mask floating above her shoulder.
She says nothing, and her face betrays no emotion, quite literally, you don't think you've seen anyone have that neutral of an expression in your life.
You speak up first, beyond a tilting of her head she is in apparently no rush to do so.
“Yes... Hello I am Ayumu sorry. I saw your performance in the square, I am afraid I didn't get to see all of it, but it seemed quite skilled. I just wanted to say hello as I'm rather new here, and have never seen a Youkai do a performance like that before. I was quite impressed.”
The girl just continues to stare at you blankly, then with a flash of light, the mask above her shoulder changes to a noh mask with a happy expression. She makes an excited fistpump and then pushes the corners of her mouth up into an approximation of a smile.
You give a confused look towards the girl with green hair. She giggles then explains.
“She's a Menreiki, she doesn't really express with her face.”
Ah... sentient masks. That explains that at least.
“Thank you.” Kokoro states in a dull voice.
“Quite welcome. I was told you do a show every Saturday?”
She nods.
“I'll need to make a note to see the next one in full then.”
Another fistpump.
- - -
“So...” Turning towards the green haired girl. “I'm afraid I never quite got your name.”
“Kyouko!” She barks happily, holding out a hand for you to shake.
You do so with a smile.
“So can you tell me more about the Myouren temple? I'm afraid I'm quite new to Gensokyo."
"If you don't mind, I believe I would be better apt to do so.” A voice speaks up from behind you.
You turn to look, standing near the gates, apparently having just entered is a tall woman in a rather complicated dress, she looks at you with closed eyes and a smile, purple hair the fades into brown moving slowly in the breeze behind her. It's the same woman you saw manning the stall at the train station.
The woman exudes friendliness and calmness as she slowly walks past you and rubs Kyouko's head.
“Thank you miss?”
“Oh! Do forgive my manners, I am Hijiri Byakuren, head priest of the Myouren temple.” She states with a light bow. Releasing her hand from the head of Kyouko, much to the smaller girls chagrin.
You return the bow.
“Yes it would be appreciated.”
She coughs into her hand lightly then starts speaking. “This is the Myouren temple, Buddhist in faith, we seek equality between all Youkai and Humans.”
“Equality?” You ask.
“Indeed! I believe with the right effort the two races could learn to live in harmony and peace, and I seek to make that possible.” She explains.
"I did see you had quite the crowd back at the train station, I take it things are going well?"
"Yes. For the most part, quite a few took the shelter then went on their way the day later, but a small number chose to join us in the temple itself, I do not lament that they left, giving shelter is part of our duty. Are you perchance in need of shelter? We have space in the temple."
“I'm afraid not, I already have dwelling. I actually came to meet Kokoro, I saw her performance at the square and wanted to say hello, I had never seen a Youkai do a street performance before. Openly anyway”
She smiles and giggles. “Yes, Kokoro's a dear, more than one visitor has come by because of her!”
“You said you were a recent arrival? Did you come aboard the train then?”
You nod. “I did yes, five days ago.”
“And how are you finding Gensokyo?”
“It's quite nice, far bit from what I am used to, but very pleasant. I do not regret coming here.”
She smiles wide again.
“Glad to hear it. I am afraid however I have to get back to my duties, and Kyouko to her cleaning, but you are of course welcome here if you never need shelter, or are curious about Buddhism.” She states with another bow. "I am sorry to say we cannot really give tours at this time."
“Thank you.” You state returning the bow, it is probably good you didn't tell her where your shelter was...
- - -
You head back to the Moriya temple, leaving the Myouren complex and the human village behind as you do so, It's early evening now as you fly through the air towards the mountain, the fading sunlight doing an interesting show with the leaves in the trees, when you left it was almost fall. You wonder if they have regular seasons here?
You pass the waterfall and go up the side of the mountain, before cresting and landing at the large gates at the entrance to the temple.
No-one is on the grounds, then again you didn't expect anyone to be.
The grounds after the work of you and Sanae are looking much better. Barring a few split buildings... and some holes in the roof no-one has told you how to patch up yet. It looks far more presentable.
You head inside the temple and into the dining area, it is empty aswell, even the TV is off, and with a shrug you head back to your room. Changing into more comfortable clothing as you decide what to do with the rest of your evening and think on the days events.
The trip to the village was eventful you suppose, you did learn some useful information from Akyuu, and it was nice to see her again, it has been quite a long time, its a rare thing to become long term friends with a human, the tragedy of long life makes such things... difficult.
As for the Buddhists, you only met a few but they seemed friendly enough, you wonder if you should look into them further, at the very least, to see who the rivals of the Moriya are. You haven't seen hide nor hair of that third stall that was there at the station come to think of it, and it was rather popular from what you remember.
But for now you have the rest of the evening to yourself, you should probably stick to the temple however, you do not want to miss dinner.
Well, as long as you have free time perhaps it would be a good idea to test out your spellcards, new and old. You leave Remilia's, Yuyuko's and Yukari's behind however, you aren't fully comfortable with them yet.
You step out of your room, cut through the garden and head out the back of the temple, walking down the stone staircase and into the large clearing.
The clearing is filled with scorch marks and large broken pillars, more than the last time you were here... either your fight was more in depth than you remember, or the goddesses got in some practice themselves. If so, it is a mercy they didn't use the main temple grounds.
Which one first...
You watch flame alight up your arm, wreathing the entire limb in flame, it doesn't actually burn, but you can feel the heat off of it. An experimental swing of the arm douses the flames near instantly. You try again, pumping more magical energy into it.
Brilliant blue flame lights again, heat so strong you almost have to shy away from it. You swing the arm forward again, the flames shoot out a few feet in front of you in a scything motion. Interesting...
You think back to your fights from before.
Suwako... Well to be honest you can't really copy Suwako.
But Kanako was all about quantity, which right now is your greatest weakness, you have enough power, more than you can handle to be perfectly honest, but all of your attacks are overly focused for lack of a better term. Kanako and even Wakasagihime filled the air with bullets.
That kind of power made an offence much more difficult to pull off.
You concentrate on the card again, trying to see what you can do, if this is supposed to be a representation of your abilities... then it should be able to do what you can do...
You feel a rush of heat behind you as you pump magic into the card, visualizing what you want.
A glance back shows a wall of flame has formed behind you, several feet long and wide, you give it a thought and the flame shoots out in all directions, they are small fires, much smaller than even what you shoot out of your hands... but you want volume, and volume is what you got.
- - -
You summon copies of yourself around you, fully physical, they can't take more than a single hit, but they are useful distractions. They without other orders mirror your every move. From what you've seen, as long as your opponent cannot tell which one is real, the spells they mimic still hurt.
Then again you aren't fully sure about that aspect of the spellcard system, perhaps they would hurt even if the opponent knew they were illusions.
You can flip their forms aswell, just as you could with your regular illusions, Kanako, Sanae, Suwako, you again. Over and over, it doesn't take any energy to do, just changing how you picture it in your mind.
You allow the illusions to fade as you stare at the card in your hand, there isn't really much in the way of learning to do with this card, though you suppose you could get up to some nasty trick by mixing this with your... actual illusion abilities.
- - -
"Yip!" The glowing fox in front of your barks happily. You stare back at it. Honestly you can't really do anything like this with your abilities... so your not quite sure where this came from.
You stare at the kit, then 'think' about what you want it to do. Thankfully it responds, running to the opposite end of the clearing in bounds and exploding in a burst of energy. Sending balls of energy in all directions, but they fizzle out after only a couple of feet.
Yes... you will be my exploding distraction foxes, we will do fun things together.
- - -
You pocket the rest of the cards and head back up the stairs towards the temple. Through the backyard and back into your room, collecting the rest of your spellcards and heading through the main room and into the dining area.
The TV is on this time, Kanako and suwako both sitting together on the couch watching it, both have traded their goddess attire for more casual wear, Kanako wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, while Suwako seems to be wearing some form of pajama.
Suwako chirps happily at your entrance and gives a friendly wave, and Kanako gives you the customary nod, you return the wave and give your own customary nod in return, taking a sitting positiong near the table.
It isn't more than a few minutes later when Kanako speaks up.
"So how'd it go?" She asks, actually turning her head away from the TV to look at you, her slitted eyes getting smaller as she focuses on you.
"You mean at the underground?" You clarify.
"Mhmm."
"It went well I'd say, or at least, no hard feelings from Yuugi. She's the only one I met down there... besides Parsee. But it went definitely well, though there are some things I would like to talk to you about at some point." You explain.
"Meet me outside after dinner, we can talk there." She states, turning back to the TV.
It isn't a while later that Sanae brings out dinner and you eat the meal and listen to the smalltalk of the Moriya's.
Chapter 16: Feeling Froggy
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You sit up after thinking about what how you are going to approach this for a minute or two. Turning off the television you step out of the dining room and through the side door into the yard. Night has fallen, a waxing moon casting the shrine in light.
At first glance you do not see Kanako anywhere, and you continue walking around to the front of the temple. There, leaning back against the gates and looking across the mountain is Kanako. In the far distance you can see the lights of the human village, and you believe you can make out the lights of the Tengu village aswell nestled in the mountain.
You walk up besides her and look out over the landscape, seeing if you spot whatever grabbed her attention, nothing too out of the ordinary, and after a moment you speak up.
“I met with Hieda no Akyuu today, got some information from her. Our culprit… It’s an Amanojaku named Seija. Been in Gensokyo an unknown amount of time, and she was mostly under the radar until now. Still no last name, or a real motive besides what Yukari mentioned, but it is a start at least.”
She looks out over the landscape a moment longer, and then nods her head, turning to look at you.
“It is a start yes… good work Ayumu.”
“If that was it however I could have just said it over dinner, there is more… if you don’t mind.” You request.
“Go ahead.” She says, adjusting herself to a more comfortable position against the gate.
“Sanae may have already mentioned some of this, but during the meeting with Satori, she said she could detect the mallets presence in the memories I showed her, the dreams that is. I’ve only seen it in there once; I was hoping you would have… suggestions?”
She lets out a sigh then looks over the landscape again.
“…I have many abilities, but I am afraid none to do with the mind, neither does Suwako I am afraid, there we cannot help you. As for the situation I am afraid I’ve never heard of anything like it… It grieves me to say it, but even with my power I cannot help you.”
You speak up. “That’s fine, I had an idea if you didn’t, I was just hoping.”
“I’ve been entering dreams against my will lately, but it is fully within my power to do so… voluntarily. Assuming you all are willing I could enter any of your dreams and we could look into it further, it would be easier than doing it in a strangers dream as you already would know what is going on.”
“Hmm.” She murmurs, and then lets out another breath.
“You think you could see if the mallet actually has a presence within your… dream world as it was?”
“That would be the thought; I can exert some limited influence over the dream, and one of you may be able to detect anything out of place.” You reply.
“I’ll talk to Suwako about it tonight and let you know. It isn’t a half bad idea, at the very least; you’ll be in a less surprising situation. As far as entering someone familiars dream, as opposed to a strangers. “
“Thank you.” You say it, and mean it. The idea of getting to the end of people murdering you in their dreams is nice.
She turns to start walking back into the temple, but you hold up a hand.
“Actually there is… one more thing.”
If she’s annoyed by you stopping her she doesn’t show it, merely quirking an eyebrow in curiosity.
“As I said over dinner I spoke with Yuugi in the underground, and it went rather well. I wasn’t exactly expecting another brawl, but she was quite friendly, and was appreciative of the Sake. But… she stated she wanted an apology from you, for and I quote ‘almost getting us all killed.’"
You pause and look at her expression, not murderous, so that's good.
“I know how… important faith if to you, so while cleaning the grounds is good, I figure I could help out a bit with the underground… people are my specialty after all. You all have been good hosts so far, and I thought it only fair to repay you. I was hoping to discuss possible solutions to repairing that bridge, if that is alright with you of course.”
There is a moment of silence. Then she speaks up.
“I… I’ll need to get back to you on that.”
She brushes past you, moving at a rapid pace towards the temple. Not stomping at least, just like she was in a hurry to get somewhere... or away from something.
You watch her go into the temple complex and disappear inside; well… you suppose all you can do now is wait.
- - -
You head back inside and enter your room. Looking around you realize you should probably have picked up some books while you were in town. Your choices to kill time are usually to watch TV, stare at the stars, or mess around with spellcards.
...Then again it’s not like you’ve gotten a ton of free time these past couple of days. It certainly has been busy.
You lean back against the wall and think on the conversation.
You suppose her and Kanako will be looking into Seija, though how they plan on doing so you aren’t aware, with the fact that Seija is probably the one who made that giant skeleton run amok on the Tengu… the one that Kanako fought.
There probably isn’t going to be much in the way of tact or mercy, at least not from Kanako, not that there is much to begin with. You’ve gotten a more complete picture of the goddess over the past couple of days.
She’s… awkward. She’s a hammer and everything is a nail it seems at times. You do suppose she is a war goddess, but she really doesn’t have much in the way of tact, and it has a nasty habit of getting you hurt at times.
But on the other hand she has the aspect of a mother, at least in regards to Sanae, and clearly does care about her followers; there was more than just pride on the line when those Tengu got killed.
You weren’t lying about wanting to help, but there was a selfish side to it to, you’ll be living with these people for awhile, it really wouldn’t hurt to get on her good side, and with how she normally acts, you’re not sure if her leaving like that at the end was a good outcome or a bad one.
Not much you can do for it now you suppose, you shake your head and think about tomorrow, hopefully the goddesses will get back to you about the dream thing, though you’ll either most likely be doing yard work, or looking into Seija some more.
You get up and make preparations to go to bed.
*Knock Knock* Against your door.
Huh…
“I’m decent!” You shout.
The door opens to reveal Kanako and Suwako standing there in the doorway.
Kanako immediately speaks as soon as the door opens.
“Come with us.”
She then turns around and heads back down the hallway, Suwako gives a wink and then beckons you to follow with a smile.
You do so, following them as they make a path through the main hall, past the dining room, and into Kanako’s room, Suwako closing the door behind you as you enter.
Kanako speaks up. “We’ve spoken it over and from what you’ve told me… and from Suwako’s witness a few nights back, we believe it would be best to get this issue looked at as soon as possible.”
Suwako picks up from where she left off. “Yes… we don’t know what form of long term effects it might have, while Yukari may have contacted ya as a warning, it might have also put you into danger. It wouldn’t be the first time.”
Kanako again. “To that end we will have you enter one of our dreams, either me or Suwako, we do not wish to put Sanae into any possible… danger.”
Suwako. “We should both by equally capable, so who you want to enter is up to ya, though with ‘er you’re more likely to end up with a warzone.” She finishes, pointing to Kanako with a smirk on her face.
Both goddesses look at you expectantly.
After what you’ve been through these past few days… a warzone really doesn’t sound all that appealing.
“I’ll go with Suwako.”
The diminutive goddess claps her hands together happily with an eager smile on her face, and if Kanako is bothered by your choice she doesn’t show it, merely nodding.
“So how will this work then?” Suwako asks tiling her head, sending the eyes on the top of her hat spinning.
“I can enter the dream of whomever I wish, simply by touching their forehead when they are sleeping, it would require nothing more on your part except to get into a deep enough sleep where you can dream.” You explain.
“Alright, easy enough!” Suwako grabs your arm and leads you out of Kanako’s room. Dragging you across the hall, she opens a door you haven’t been through yet and leads you inside.
It’s a room the same size as Kanako’s… and that is where the similarities end, plants of all shapes and sizes line decorate the room, on shelves, on the floor, and a few potted ones hanging from the ceiling. There is a large hammock in the center, mounted by rope from the ceiling, and in the very back is a large desk that has more plants on it, along with some small ceramic frogs and incense.
She lets go of your arm before diving into the hammock, sending it flying backwards with her in it, you step the rest of the way in and close the door behind you, the smell of all of the plants nearly overpowering your senses.
She swings on the hammock back and forth a few more times like a swing, before coming to a stop, looking at you with a bright smile, as you take a look at one of the plants hanging from the wall.
“Careful of my greenery, some of them are quite poisonous.”
“…Duly noted.” You state, backing away carefully from the plants, you don't know if any form of poison worked on you... and you are in no mood to find out.
You walk the rest of the way into the room, coming to a stop before the goddess in the hammock.
“So do you want me to just come back later when you are asleep or…?”
She holds up a finger then closes her eyes.
You watch as she places her arms back into her lap and breaths in deeply several times. Then she slowly tips over and falls into the hammock.
She… can’t be asleep already can she?
You walk the rest of the way over and peer into the hammock; she’s already curled up, breathing lightly.
Huh…
Maybe you should look into getting a hammock.
You slowly reach out and place your hand on the goddess’s forehead, carefully as to not wake her up.
It… has been more than awhile since you’ve done this.
You breathe out slowly, and attempt to center yourself. After a minute you succeed, you are in a semi-conscious state, and you turn your concentration onto Suwako. You can feel the dream, and with a small drop of magical energy you travel through her into it, your last ‘conscious’ feeling is you collapsing to the floor as sleep overtakes you.
- - -
It has been a very long time indeed… you feel yourself floating, a gentle wind brushing past your body. You open your eyes to see your feet coming down to a rest on a forest floor, the ground gives a little beneath your feet, and the sounds of moving water mix with the music of birdsong in your ears.
It appears you are in the wood, though where you cannot say, trees go off for as far as you can see in all directions… you don’t see the source of the water however.
You walk forward a bit, seeking the source of the sound, until past some bushes you come across a river cutting across the forest, it is down a sloped hill on both sides and appears to go on that way for as far as the eye can see… which explains why you didn’t see it at first.
You gently move down the hill onto the piled rocks and gravel besides the river. Now then… assuming she didn’t dream up the entirety of… wherever this place is. Suwako has to be here somewhere.
“Suwako!” You yell out.
Nothing returns but the sounds of the forest around you and the river besides you.
You take another step towards the river, only to find you cannot move. A sharp pain shoots through your ankles as two hands shoot out of the gravel and grasp them. Before you can react they yank downwards, pulling you into the earth like one would under the water.
You let out a yelp as the bottom is pulled out from under you, the hands letting go as soon as you are waste deep into the ground. Leaving your hands stuck underneath the gravel up to your elbow.
You are in the process of ripping your arms out of the ground to start freeing yourself when another figure bursts out of the ground in front of you.
Suwako is sitting above it in a crouched position, a grin on her face, in her ‘adult’ mode.
“Really?” You ask, staring at the goddess, gesturing with your arms at the still trapped lower half of your body.
She laughs loudly. “Sorry fer the rude welcome, we don't get that many trespassers in mah forest, are ya one of Kanako's servants then?”
"Kanako's? Servant? What no. It's me Ayumu, you're dreaming remember? We were just talking about this."
She looks at you for a moment, blinking slowly. Before slapping herself upside the head. She reaches over and slowly pulls you out of the ground, actually looking a little embarrassed.
"Sorry... forgot." She admits.
"It's... alright, where are we anyway?" You ask looking at the landscape you don't recognize.
She looks around the forest for a moment.
"Somewhere, very far away, a place that doesn't really exist anymore..." She's still looking about, you aren't the best at reading Suwako, but she sounds almost... sad.
She shakes her head. "It doesn't matter, do you feel the mallets presence?"
You close your eyes and sense the energy around you.
You can sense yourself and Suwako... but no matter how hard you concentrate you can't sense any other magical presence.
"...No." You open your eyes again. "I cannot sense anything besides us."
Suwako adopts a thoughtful expression. "Hmm... allow me to check something." She reaches out and places her hand on your head, her palm resting on your forehead while her fingers rest on your hair.
She closes her eyes and lets out another breath. You can see her eyes still moving rapidly behind closed lids, looking for things that aren't quite there.
Then she snatches her hand back like she had been burned. Before opening her eyes and gaining a wide smile. "Aha! Gotcha!"
"Find something?" You ask.
She nods. "Concentrate on the mallet, its form, and what you know of it. You've held it, even if in just a dream, feel the weight."
You close your eyes and think back to the dream with Yukari. The color, texture of the handle, and the unbalanced weight caused by its head. "Done."
"Now picture it in your grasp again." You follow her instructions.
"Alright... now wh-"
*SLAP*
You feel a sharp stinging pain in your hand causing you to open your eyes in shock.
"Suwako! What the he-"
The first thing you see is the wide eyed face of Suwako, the second is a golden mallet, spinning through the air before landing on the rocks with a wooden clonk.
"...ell."
You stare down at it, an awkward silence filling the air as she mimics your action, it is identical to how it was in the dream, down to the minutest detail of the patterns adoring the hammer head.
Then, with great care Suwako slowly reaches down and grasps it by the handle, giving it a look over.
"How... did you manage that?" You ask.
"Knowing how to summon the mallet?" She clarifies.
You nod.
She gives the mallet another glance, before turning back to look at you.
"I could sense it on ya like a spellcard... I was hoping it worked on the same principle. This thing... even just a copy this thing is nasty. I don't rightly know who made this to be honest, but with even just a copy I can feel its influence." She looks at it again with distaste.
"Can... can you destroy it?"
She gives it another look over then nods again. "Should be able to. Stand back."
She rears her arm back with the mallet in a firm grip, then with a grunt throws it into the sky. It spins rapidly through the air, the force of the throw overcoming any aerodynamics the thing lacked, then just as it started its descent again, two golden rings cut through the air and slam right into it. At first nothing happens... then the two rings glow brightly and explode in a burst of magical energy, unlike the spellcard version however, these don't turn into orbs of glowing light, just shrapnel. The smokecloud created by the explosion dissipates, revealing... nothing.
No pieces of it, not even remnants of magical energy, just clear blue sky.
"You destroyed it?" You ask hopefully.
She stares into the sky a little longer, squinting, before nodding her head with apparent satisfaction. "Yeah... that thing aint coming back, to this dream at least."
"This dream at least?"
"I have no guarantee that actually fully did the job, I can't sense its presence anymore. But I couldn't tell ya how the damn thing really worked to begin with, just that it was nasty."
"Howso?" You ask. Honestly curious.
"I... can't really explain it, just... nasty. Evil, Malicious. I don't know if it is always like that, but just holding that thing made me angry, being in its presence for awhile would mess anyone up. Which raises the question of why Yukari thought it would be a good idea to infect ya with the damn thing. I might have words with her when this is all over."
"...Fair enough, then what now?" You ask, looking around the clearing.
"Now..." She trails off looking around before focusing on you. "I have some catching up to do, but you on the other hand are getting out of here, tis no place for you!"
"And how exactly do you recommend I do tha-" You narrow your eyes at the finger pointed at your head.
"Suwako don't you dare."
A smirk makes its way across her features, and it is the last thing you see before with a shrill whistle one of the rings comes back to knock you upside the head.
- - -
You open your eyes. Plants, plants, and more plants, and a gently swaying hammock. Back in Suwako's room.
You reach up and run your hand down your face. Uncalled for Suwako.
With a grunt you sit up off the ground, then get back onto your feet. Suwako's sleeping soundly in her 'bed'.
Mission accomplished you guess... or hope really.
Chapter 17: Youngling
Chapter Text
Laying down and closing your eyes, it isn't long until the night catches you.
A warm feeling suffuses you, like a pleasant early summers day. You open your eyes again to see... a scenic beach.
Well this is an improvement.
It's not unlike the ones you'd see in a resort town, the difference of course being that the beach is empty, and no buildings are around for as far as the eye can see.
You can't quite place it... but you've been here before.
The question is, are you in your own mindscape, or in someone's dream? If you are, there certainly isn't anyone around.
...A good a time as any.
You concentrate on the image of the mallet like before. Attempting to will it into your hand, however no matter how you try nothing happens. Either it is gone... or the circumstances are wrong. You aren't quite sure whether you should be satisfied with that result or not.
A brush of wind against your body regains your attention.
A wave of fog is rolling from across the water towards the beach, a light flashing through it every couple of moments, like the light of a ship's lamp flashing through the gloom.
Red,
Green,
Blue,
Yellow,
White,
Purple.
Over and over, not unlike the dream where you ended up meeting Yukari.
You sit back onto the sand and watch the clouds roll in... might as well let it happen.
Your hands are playing idly in the sand, enjoying the fake sunlight and the familiar scent of saltwater when the cloud hits you.
The cloud envelopes you, a bright red light blinding you as it passes, then as if blown away in a strong wind, the cloud leaves you. Revealing…
What you believe to be the Hakurei Shrine…
A gentle snowfall falls from above coating the grounds, what was green before is now white as far as the eye can see. The shrine itself is in worse shape than when you were last here. More noticeable chips in the wood and the statues are missing.
Nobody is around either; the stone path is iced over, though from the level of snow on it compared to the rest of the grounds, something cleared it recently at least. Off in the distance you can see the human village, though smaller than it is normally, the buildings are less tall and are more ramshackle.
A shiver runs through you as a rather nasty whip of wind comes through the clearing around the temple. You walk over to the entrance of the shrine and open the door, stepping inside. You rub your shoulders for warmth and glance about. You’ve never actually been inside…
It’s… homey. For lack of a better description, while Moriya shrine is very obviously a temple both inside and out… as long as you stay to the main rooms anyway. Hakurei shrine is very lived in, well worn Tatami flooring on the floors, and a table in the center of the room covered in a heavy cloth.
A young girl in miko’s garb is sitting at the table, feet underneath the cloth. She looks at you with curiosity as you close the door behind you. Simple toys are spread about the place, and a large ball with a ying-yang pattern is in the girl’s hands, she can’t be more than eight years old.
“Er… hi, sorry, wanted to get out of the cold.”
…This is more than a little awkward, she’s still staring at you.
With the clicking and clacking of shoes on a wooden floor another woman sticks her head around a corner.
“Do we have a guest?” The woman asks with a kind smile, she is wearing a traditional miko outfit, and if not for the tinier miko sitting at the table you would think she was an older Reimu.
“Yes… sorry ma’am, I was trying to get out of the cold. I’m afraid I got a bit lost.”
She giggles behind a sleeve. “Quite understandable, it is rather cold out there, But did you say you were lost?”
You nod. “I’m afraid I got a bit turned around, I think I recognize this place, but it is at the same time unfamiliar to me.”
“Hak’rei”
“Hmm?” You turn to look at the quiet voice.
“Hakurei Shrine.” The little miko says softly and slowly.
“Thank you little one.” You say, smiling down at her.
So indeed Hakurei Shrine, but most likely quite a ways back.
“I do hope I haven’t intruded, I can head on towards the village.”
“No! No that is quite alright; please warm yourself at the table. I will get some tea.” The older Miko says with a smile.
You bow in thanks and head over, finding the table being warmed by a coal pot underneath it, a refreshing heat compared to the deep winter outside. The older woman then leaves the room, leaving you with the miniature version.
You sigh in contentment as the table warms your legs, giving another glance around the room. It is put together more like an old style family house than a shrine. Pictures of places and people you don’t recognize are on the walls, photo’s of woman in traditional garb, much like the one the older woman was wearing, and somewhat similar to the… updated version Reimu wears.
You glance around a moment longer before turning your attention to your partner at the table. Who is currently tossing the ball back and forth between two hands.
“So what is your name?” You ask the mini miko.
“…Reimu.” She says, bouncing the ball on the table.
She bounces it one more time, and then throws it at you.
You catch it out of the air and toss it back with a smile.
“That’s a lovely name, and how old are you?”
“… Seven” She tosses the ball again.
Catch. “A fine age, was that your mother?” Throw.
Catch. “…Yes.” Throw.
You catch the ball again with a smile, then stuff it into one of your sleeves.
“Hey!” She raises her voice in protest, the loudest vocalization she has made so far. Then with theatrics you pull out two identical toy balls out of the sleeve, causing her eyes to widen.
Toss.
She dives backwards to catch one of them, the other one bouncing off the floor to collide with a nearby wall. She scampers out from under the table to grab it staring at the two toys with wonder.
“...How?”
You wiggle your fingers a little, then with another flourish one of the balls disappears from her hands and into one of your own, her eyes lock to it in childlike wonder.
“Magic.” You say with a grin.
She gains a wide smile, breaking the neutral expression she's mostly had so far and starts clapping excitedly. You start juggling the ball, every time it reaches its apex in the air another forms in your hand until your are tossing about three of the things.
A gasp grabs your attention, the mother having returned from a side hallway carrying a plate with three cups on it. She is watching your display with an open mouth and wide eyes. You allow the toys to fall to the ground. Reimu dashing after them giggling.
"Sorry." You say with a shrug.
And that is how after a rather... awkward discussion you ended up spending the rest of your dream entertaining a small child with magic tricks.
...Honestly one of your better dreams.
- - -
You wake up and stretch satisfactorily. The first full and good night in awhile, you didn't even get murdered again!
…
That probably isn't a sentence anyone should have to say. You get up and start getting your clothes, noting to a possible sense of disappointment that there isn't any new spellcards this morning. Though after your experience with Yukari's you are rather nervous about trying any new ones that aren't yours...
You grab your clothing and head outside into the hallway. Through the windows you can see it is raining quite heavily, drops coming down among the rocks of the garden and flooding the pond a little. Your first day of non sunny weather come to think of it.
You take a nice warm shower and get dressed for the day, somehow with the way the rain is coming down you doubt you will be doing much in the way of yardword. You switch into your suit, perhaps a good day for more investigating, or a quiet day at the shrine.
You exit out of your corner of the temple and into the main room, empty as per usual, the rain quite loud hitting the tall wooden roof, and you note to your annoyance that it is leaking a little, a gentle drip is coming down next to the shrine, next to which a metal basin has set up to collect the water, right, next project, you somehow doubt they have liquid cement but you'll make do.
You shake your head and make it through the rest of the room into the dining area, everyone already setup and eating, eggs and toast, a surprisingly western breakfast.
"Morning!" You say happily, finding your spot at the table and getting a plate setup. The others return the greeting with various levels of... enthusiasm.
"So what's on the agenda today?" You ask the table at large.
Sanae speaks up after swallowing the last bits of a piece of toast. "I was thinking we could go into the Kappa village today, with how rainy it is we wouldn't have much luck around the Human village, but the Kappa don't mind water, that and it is far too bad weather to do yardwork."
You nod at the explanation, thinking back to the group you saw at the lake, and them at the village square.
"Where is the Kappa village anyway?"
Suwako speaks up next. "Ya remember that lake at the base of the mountain? Where ya came up the first time?"
You nod.
"They actually live behind the waterfall that feeds it."
Huh... "Any particular reason why they would hide it there?"
The goddess shrugs. "Dunno, they used to live mostly in the lake and river until shacking up there, the Kappa as a whole don't tend to do so hot 'round people."
"Is that due to their status as Youkai or..." You trail off, thinking about the little you know of them.
"Naw, they are harmless... mostly. It's their inventions that are the problem, they have a tendency at blowing up in peoples faces."
... That would explain the lack of interest at their stall.
"...Deliberately?" You ask.
"I noticed they didn't exactly have alot of takers at their stall in the Human village."
The goddess shakes her head with a grin, and points the to Televsion. "We lost our original television, damn thing broke one day and we took it to them for repairs.
"When we got it back the damn thing had legs and wouldn't stay in one spot until Kanako got... frustrated with it." She finishes, turning to look at the goddess.
Said war goddess does not turn her attention away from her food.
You chuckle and return to your foo-
*Knock Knock*
You jump as a very long knocking sound reverberates through the temple.
"Is... that the door?" You ask, setting your plate down carefully, feeling for the spellcards in your pocket.
Sanae nods and sets her plate down as well.
Nearly in unison you all get up from your seat and head out towards the main hall, we didn't even discuss it, with how... crazy things have been lately you all go as a group.
- - -
The door to the main hall is closed, and no more knocking sounds have been made. The goddesses watch it warily as Sanae slowly approaches it.
"Don't get many visitors?" You ask in a whisper to Suwako.
The goddess smirks then shakes her head. "None that knock."
You note she's clutching a spellcard tucked into her sleeve.
You finger the spellcards in your pocket, before pulling out and palming the flame card, better safe than sorry.
Sanae crosses the rest of the distance and opens the door, revealing...
Sylvi-... Sakuya. And... Remilia Scarlet.
You freeze in place, thinking about three things simultaneously.
1: This lady slapped you halfway across a building into a brick wall like she was swatting a fly.
2: This is the first time you've run into anyone you've entered the dreams of previously.
3: Your spellcards... ALL of your spellcards are in your pocket... including hers.
"Well?" Remilia asks, in a clearly annoyed tone. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Chapter 18: The Kappa
Chapter Text
There’s a moment of tense silence, apparently nobody expected to see her today. Then Sanae speaks up.
“Yes… of course, please do come in.”
Remilia does so, lifting up the hems of her dress as she steps across the threshold, Sylvia following behind, folding an umbrella and placing it besides the door.
They both walk forward until they are just a few feet in front of you, Kanako, and Suwako, Sanae closing the door and taking position behind them, clutching her Gohei rather tightly you notice.
Kanako and Remilia simply stare at each other, while Sylvia stands next to Remilia, prim, proper, and unmoving.
Sanae for her part is now awkwardly edging around them all to stand next to Suwako again. Said goddess has a neutral expression on her face.
…
You speak up first, trying to break the tension.
“Good morning… what brings you two all the way up the mountain today? Is this a formal visit?” You say carefully.
Sanae sucks in a breath besides you, though no sounds come from either goddess.
Remilia breaks off her staring match with Kanako and turns her scarlet eyes on to you, a surprised look on her features. She narrows her eyes, then, a flash of recognition comes across her face.
“… I know you.” Her noble tone is gone, replaced with a tone of honest confusion.
Then, nearly so fast you cannot see her move, she is in front of your face.
“Where do I know you from?” She asks.
You take a step back, noting Suwako inching a bit closer to you.
You respond. “I believe the place was called… Un Moment Donné? A Given Moment? I admittedly haven’t been to France myself, but it was quite lovely.”
She blinks several times, her mouth opening, and then she points a finger at you.
“Ayumu… you’re Ayumu.”
You simply nod.
Her eyes narrow. “What are yo-“
Kanako cuts her off. “That isn’t important, I’m assuming this isn’t a courtesy call, what do you need Remilia?”
Remilia hisses through her teeth, and then turns her focus back on the goddess.
“Two days ago someone attacked Flandre... I’ve already had my only lead dry up, and Reimu lead me to you. I was hoping we could… talk.” She finishes, looking between Kanako and you.
- - -
Suwako moves aside a cabinet in the main hall, revealing a hidden doorway. She gently pushes it open, revealing a small chamber branching off of the main room. Remilia and Sylvia go through first, follow by Kanako and Suwako.
You peak your head in, it’s mostly barren barring a large table in the center, there are a few prayer scrolls on the walls, but no decoration besides, it’s clean though, and you are curious why they would go to the effort to hide this place.
Kanako sits at the head of the table, with Suwako at her immediate left. Remilia takes the opposite head of the table… cheeky.
You stand there awkwardly for a moment before Sanae guides/drags you to a sitting position off to the side, closer to the goddesses than Remilia however.
Kanako crosses her arms and gestures for Remilia to speak.
“I would wish to have a talk with your new servant before I leave today…" She starts, looking at you pointedly.
“But more importantly someone attacked the Scarlet Devil mansion two days ago. They used some form of weapon to make my sister hostile. The situation has been dealt with, but I have no leads on the culprit, or the weapon. You will tell me everything you know.” She finishes, crossing her arms aswell.
Oh dear… there are two of them.
“I do see ya haven’t lost yer charm since we last met.” Suwako responds.
“We’re lookin’ into the incident ourselves; we have the name of possible culprits, but no real motive or location.”
She leans back in her seat. “ ‘fraid we don’t have much concrete to give ya, but ya know how this works, what precisely do ya have to offer the Moriya for our assistance?”
Remilia glares at Suwako, and then takes a deep breath.
“… My honor that I will seek an end to this incident before it gets any worse....And I suppose… a favor.”
Suwako searches Remilia’s features, then after a tense moment…
She nods. “Agreed.”
“We know the name of our culprit… an Amanojaku named Seija, no known relations, motive, or last name. Beyond vague rumors of a ‘revolution’. So far she's been active in the Youkai Forest, our mountain, the underground… and your mansion apparently.” She states.
"She also kidnapped the Inchling pricess, though on her we have very little information beyond her name."
Remilia speaks up. “And the weapon? Anything on this weapon of theirs?”
Suwako nods. “A magical mallet, it is supposedly an artifact of the Inchlings. We don’t have much in the way of information on it besides legend, but it can rather obviously at this point cause aggression… and a rather appreciative increase in power in whoever it affects.”
“Is that it then? Legend and rumor?” Remilia says, looking annoyed and clenching a fist, causing you to lean back a little.
Kanako responds this time. “Its been just a few days, and we are still investigating, you know better than most that these things take time. We have names, which is more than you had.
“Tell me… what have the Hakurei learned?”
Remilia makes a dismissive gesture. “Nothing concrete, fought a were-beast in the forest apparently, but didn’t get any useful information; she didn’t seem that enthusiastic… as per usual. That shrine maiden is lazy and useless at the best of times."
...What a difference several years can make, thinking on the ‘Reimu’ you met in the dream.... Perhaps she still likes magic tricks, maybe you should see about visiting again at some point.
“I don’t suppose we could pool our efforts?” Sanae says, speaking up for the first time so far in this ‘meeting’.
“Me? A noble Vampire teaming up with you?” Remilia scoffs. “I’d rather go bath in the sun.”
A vampire? That… explains some things. You’ve never met one, but you know the legends… honestly you’d be hard pressed to find someone who hadn’t. You suppose Gensokyo would attract all types.
“No… the Scarlet can and will handle their own offers, and you can deal with yours, someone declared war on my household…” The noble tone you recognize from her entrance and from the dream is back.
She raises her hand, her nails extending into claws.
“I do intend to show them the… error of that action.”
Then after a moment, she retracts the claws back. “But enough of that, may I speak to your servant? Alone?” She asks, looking at you.
“Absolutely no-“ Sanae starts to speak up but is cut off by Kanako.
“You may speak to Ayumu yes, however anything you could possible need to say to him you can say to all of us.”
If looks could kill… hoo boy Remilia.
“… Fine.”
“Ayumu, what business did you have in my dreams?” Sylvia for her part looks at Remilia in confusion, the first change of expression you’ve seen since she got here.
You shrug. “It is as I said, I had no control on where I was going, and when I sleep I can be drawn into others dreams… I did not pick my destination I assure you.”
She quirks an eyebrow. “And you just so happened to COINCIDENTALLY appear in mine, right before someone attacked my mansion? Is that correct?”
You nod. “Yes, I’ve been in and out of dreams for days, it WAS a coincidence.”
She snorts. “Forgive me my doubts, if I find out your involved in this… You do realize how this will end up for you?”
“I fail to se-“
“…Miss Scarlet.” Suwako’s voice speaks up besides you.
“Ya can be worried ‘bout your mansion as much as you want, and I applaud the fact that you want to get to the bottom of this aswell.
“But that falls short of threatening a guest of the Moriya. I would suggest ya back up before you say something ya end up regretting in the long run.” Her accent is more pronounced, but her voice has lost all of the joviality it normally carries as she stares at the vampire.
The vampire returns the look and you gingerly reach for the spellcards in your pocket, expecting a fight to break out.
…
…
*Click*
The tension is broken by the sound of porcelain, and a lovely scent wafts through the air.
You look down at the table; a fine assortment of tea has been laid out in front of everyone’s seat.
Remilia looks down at it in confusion for a brief moment, before clapping her hands together happily. Grabbing the cup and drinking from it greedily.
Is… that?
You look into the cup sitting in front of you, the scent is the same as the brew you had in the café, and you cautiously reach out and grab it… warm.
“My apologies, it has been a rough series of days for the mistress, she meant of course no offence.” Sylvia… Sakuya, says in Japanese that still just barely has hints of a French accent.
You nod and take a sip.
… She’s gotten better.
After you do so the others join in aswell.
Crisis averted?
- - -
“In return for the favor then we’ll keep you appraised if we learn anything new, it is in our highest interest to see the end of this matter. I have no doubt you feel the same.” Kanako finishes.
“It is quite so, the Scarlets for their part will of course keep up our own investigation, as owners of the night there is nowhere they can hide from us.” Remilia says haughtily.
You’ve returned back to the main hall from the ‘meeting’ room. The rain still having not let up in the slightest, Remilia for her part having quickly calmed down after having some of… whatever her real name’s special brew.
“We shall be off then, I must return to my mansion for the time being.” Remilia curtsies at the doorway, which Sanae hastily returns with a bow, the goddesses do nothing, and you simply nod.
“Do have a safe trip.” Suwako says with a smile.
Remilia steps out into the rain, already covered by Sakuya’s umbrella who swiftly closes the door behind her, cutting them both off from view.
“So…” You speak up. “Did that go… well?”
Sanae nods. “There is no new holes in the house… that is quite an accomplishment by vampire standards, even if things got… tense at the end.
“Are we really going to be working with them Lady Kanako?”
Kanako thinks on it for a moment, and then nods her head.
“To some extent, I doubt they will accept much in the way of assistance even if we offered it, we shall keep them up to date of our findings… with delay of course.
“Remilia is an obnoxiously proud being; I do not believe we will have much in the way of support there, and I do not wish them to approach every lead with violence, as they are so want to do.”
Hello pot, Remilia’s kettle.
Sanae nods in understanding, then looks towards the closed door.
“Is… there anything we need to do else today then? I was still hoping to swing by the Kappa village if that is alright, Ayumu still hasn’t seen much of the mountain beyond our shrine.”
Kanako nods. “That is alright, though of course it is up to him, if he had other plans he is of course free to pursue them.”
Sanae looks to you for a response.
“Are you alright with vesting the Kappa today? Or is there something else you wanted to do? I know the visit from Remilia may have… made things a bit uncomfortable.”
“I don't see any reason why we shouldn't, I had been hoping to explore the mountain a bit more recently, they are our neighbors after all. So yes, I would love to go see the Kappa village.”
“Wonderful! Please just wait by the entrance, I will be back shortly.” Sanae says, before running off back towards the hallway, leaving you with Suwako and Kanako.
“So...” You drawl, looking at the goddesses. “Anything in particular I should be aware of before hand?”
Suwako shakes her head and smiles at you. “Not in particular, the Kappa are friendly enough, just... keep your hands to yourself, their creations are volatile like I said before.”
“I'll keep that in mind... what are you two going to be up to anyway while we're gone?”
The small goddess giggles. “Oh, was thinkin' me and Kanako could have a rematch, been putting it off for awhile.”
You slowly raise your hand and point to the drip in the ceiling. “Please... don't destroy the temple again, I've still got to patch the holes in the roof.”
She giggles again. “Hehe, no promises.”
With the slap of sandals against a wooden floor Sanae comes running back out, carrying a pair of umbrellas and a large bag, she unceremoniously thrusts the bag and one of the umbrellas in your hands, and she looks every bit the excited teenager.
“I understand the umbrella… but what is this?” ‘This’ being the large and heavy closed bag you are holding up in your off hand.
“A gift for the Kappa, can you just hold onto it for the time being?” She asks with a smile.
You shrug and position the bag behind your shoulders. You grasp the umbrella in your other hand and start making your way towards the door, Sanae close behind.
Opening it reveals the rain still coming down quite heavily, its already flooded part of the yard, quite the heavy storm, it also makes the air cooler considerably, a chill runs through you, and if you had your fur out right now you are sure it’d be standing on end. Probably a good thing anyway, it takes forever to dry.
You step out onto the front porch and open the umbrella. “I suppose you’ll lead the way from here, is it a far trip?’
Sanae shakes her head in the negative. “Not particularly, just behind the waterfall is the entrance to their city, it shouldn’t take us very long, just be careful on the way down.”
“Alright, unless you got something to check on first let’s get going then.” You gesture for her to move forward.
She smiles and takes out her flight card, gently floating off the ground as she pops her umbrella open and goes into the open air, after a moment you match the action, and you both begin your gentle descent.
Unfortunately due to a mix of the storm winds and the fact you are going down a mountain means the umbrella is worth sadly little, and you get absolutely drenched on the way down. It is a much faster trip than you’d normally take it, you actually speed past her in an attempt to get out of the rain, rocketing down the cliff face until you land just on the outskirts of the lake near the waterfall.
After a moment Sanae joins you, looking remarkably dry all things considered, she pockets her card and starts walking around the lake.
...At least when you aren’t flying it is much more tolerable.
There is a small path that goes around the lake and behind the waterfall, the rain has only strengthened it, the sound deafening as you near… come to think of it where does it drain anyway? The lake seems rather shallow all things considered, and it doesn’t break off into a river.
You hurry along the path until you make it behind the waterfall itself, entering a damp, but thankfully non water filled cave. You shake yourself off a little, your suit hopelessly damp. You can see why she didn’t want to go to the human village today.
Sanae herself gently folds up her umbrella… and she is more than a little suspiciously dry.
“How did you manage to keep from getting drenched? I’m drowning over here.” You ask, debating the merits of setting yourself on fire until you are dry.
She smiles sweetly and swings her Gohei at you; You let out a yelp as a strong wind buffets against you, sending water flying off of you and against the cave wall. You blink and look back up at her, having expected that to shoot energy or something.
Right… this is Sanae, not her shtick.
“I… appreciate it, but that doesn’t answer the question.”
She giggles. “It was a miracle.”
“… I suppose so yes, but that still doesn’t really answer the question.”
She smiles again then turns away towards the cave interior; you look up and follow her gaze, the cave itself is obviously man… Kappa made, the walls being carved by tools. Set against the back wall is a large metal door, with a viewing slit in the center, resting above it is an electrical light, casting the area around it in a dull yellow.
“Can you hand me the bag please?” Sanae asks, turning her head back to look at you.
You walk over and hand it to her. “Thank you.”
She loops it around her shoulder and walks up to the door; she reaches up and knocks on it, her knuckles making a sharp rapping sound against the metal, echoing faintly through the cave.
You hear a startled noise on the other side, then some shuffling noises. Then after a moment the viewing slit opens, a pair of curious eyes framed by black hair looking through it.
“Kochiya?” The figure speaks, the voice young and childish sounding, she looks confused for a moment before her eyes rest on you. “And guest.”
“What business do you have with the Kappa?” The voice asks, eyes narrowing.
“We came to visit, we have a guest at the shrine and we were hoping to introduce him to the Kappa, he is still quite new to Gensokyo so I believed it would be good to make introductions.” Sanae states, before rummaging in the bag for a moment, producing from it… a cucumber?
“Can we come inside?” She asks, waving the vegetable in front of the view slit.
There is an excited gasp, and the view slit slams shut, and with an electronic beep the metal door opens inwards, revealing the figure to have been a Kappa, wearing the same outfit… or uniform all the other Kappa you’ve seen were wearing.
She hops down from a stool she was standing on, revealing her to be only about as high as your waist, she runs forward eagerly, taking the offered cucumber. Sanae smiles happily and walks past the Kappa, who has already settled next to the door and is nibbling on the treat.
You look at the display a moment longer before walking past as well through the door. Behind it is more cave, though now there is a path carved into the floor itself that cuts around a corner a good dozen or two feet ahead. To the right near the door is a small metal shack, most likely the ‘guard’ house.
“I take it they like cucumbers?” You ask Sanae, looking back towards the now very happy guard.
She nods, then hefts up the bag. “It is useful for opening doors, sometimes quite literally.” Looping it on a shoulder again she looks towards the path. “It is just a short walk from here.” And she starts walking forward.
The path is well made, and the floor is almost perfectly flat, the path itself is lit by more electric lighting, the cabling going straight through the rock itself, impressive.
You continue down the path for a good minute or two, until it abruptly ends in a large cavern.
- - -
The cavern itself… is filled to the brim with structures and people. Natural light filters through holes carved into the sides of the rock, revealing a large and complex village. Buildings, almost entirely metal in construction line the cavern walls and surround a river going through the floor of the cave.
Various waterways abound, and there are small inlets that is letting water, whether cave or rain you aren’t sure, in. It is additionally moving various water wheels set against buildings, you’d imagine that is how they are getting the majority of their power. Clever.
All around are Kappa, both young ones barely higher than your knees to those Sanae’s height, working on machinery, shopping in what appears to be a large central market, or just relaxing the day away in the water.
Like those you’ve seen before they are all wearing that light blue outfit with the green cap, it must be a societal thing… A few of them turn their heads in curiosity as you make your way further into the village, but none impede your progress.
It appears to be mostly houses set against the rock, with the more internal structures being markets, and factories, at least, you suppose they are factories, wires crisscross the cavern towards them, and smokestacks pour out channeled smoke into holes in the ceiling, the loud and heavy sound of machinery echoes throughout.
Following Sanae’s lead you cut through the market, it’s filled with various foodstuffs, mostly fish on closer observation, along with vials of… can’t be....
You edge closer to the priestess and whisper in her ear. “Is that blood in those vials?”
She makes a small nod. “They don’t eat humans anymore… so they make do.”
You stare, before taking your attention back and looking at the rest of the market, you suppose they would have to make do, they are… were man-eaters. The market itself is almost entirely filled with Kappa, though you can spot a few Tengu here and there, no humans however… not that you really expected there to be any.
“Anywhere we are going in particular?” You ask, not seeing anything in the stalls of particular interest, they aren’t really selling anything here like you saw in the village square.
Sanae looks around a moment before turning her gaze towards you. “Yes, we are going to a local Kappa's… Nitori’s workshop, it’s just on the otherside of the market.”
She cuts a quick path through the rest of the market, you following behind, you eventually make it through to the otherside, the market stalls turning into actual brick and mortar businesses. Shops of all sorts, metal works, electronics stores… though of what kind of electronics you honestly couldn’t say, along with apparent repair shops and even a few smithies where a group of Tengu are getting some weapons looked at.
You continue onwards until you reach a large metal shop set against the cavern wall, it is taller than those around it, with twin smokestacks rising up above it and into the rock itself, in the front are two large bay doors, both open, and to the left of them is a smaller, metal door. The sign above reading –
“Kawashiro’s”
“This the place then?” You ask as Sanae stands in front of it, looking at the sign.
Sanae nods again. “Hopefully Nitori is in today, if she is she’ll be working in the back, just a bit further.”
With that she heads through one of the open bay doors and into the shop, you following closely behind.
It is actually deeper than it looks; the bay doors reveal a mechanic's wet dream, a large room filled with various tools and half completed projects, of what nature though you honestly couldn’t say. The bay itself however goes back further than expected, a few Kappa are running about, working on the various machines or moving large boxes around.
Sanae however stops for none of them as she continues onwards through it, she eventually reaches another large bay door on the back of the shop floor, open aswell, and you peer through it.
The room it reveals is actually open to the outside air, rain coming down into a small pond, along with a waterfall also feeding into it, the water forming a stream going off into the rock. The room itself appears to be an open air garage, various gas cans and hoses litter the floor, along with wiring and hooks set into the ceiling.
In the back next to the pond is a single Kappa, currently working on some sort of bipedal machine and using a welding torch, a welding mask is covering their features completely, and the customary cap is stuffed into a back pocket.
“Good, Nitori is in today! Come, I’ll introduce you, she’s friendly, though do be careful… she can be a bit… skittish.” Sanae states with a smile, before walking over.
You follow her over; the Kappa is roughly the same height as the both of you, she is currently working on one of the legs of the bipedal machine, bright flashes coming off from where she is making contact.
Sanae cups her hands over her mouth. “Nitori!”
The Kappa lets out a yelp, fumbling with the torch for a moment, she manages to wrangle it under control and turns to look at the both of you. The mask is still concealing her features; a light aqua in color, and her face is entirely hidden by the masks visor, the only thing that stands out on it is the word ‘Pororoca’ written in light golden script above the visor, though the lettering is heavily scratched away.
The figure reaches a gloved hand up and pushes the mask onto the top of her head. Revealing youthful features, bright blue eyes framed by equally bright blue hair, the eyes blink curiously as they stare at Sanae.
“Kochiya?” Nitori asks, her voice as lightly pitched as the Kappa at the entrance, she has an accent you can’t quite place however. “What are you doing here?”
Despite the phrasing of the question, you don’t feel any malice behind it, it sounds like she is genuinely curious, and possibly more than a little confused.
“My apologies for arriving unannounced, we have a new guest of the shrine and I was hoping to show him around, as our Liaison for the Kappa I thought it would be a good idea to introduce him to you.” Sanae explains.
“…Guest?” The Kappa states, before turning to look at you, her eyes widening as she does so, and she lets out another yelp and jumps backwards, apparently having only just now noticed your presence.
“W-w-w-when did you get here?!” She stammers out.
“I… came with her?” You state lamely, pointing at Sanae.
Sanae reaches into the bag and produces another cucumber. “He’s a guest of our shrine, he’s friendly, I was just hoping to introduce him.”
Nitori looks between you and the cucumber, and after a moment her desire for it trumps any apparent skittishness. She approaches and takes the offered treat, smiling happily as she bites into it.
She makes a blissful sound as she does so, before turning again towards you and giving a cheerful wave.
“Nitori Kappashiro, pleased to meet you.” At least… that is what you think she said. She’s talking with her mouth full.
You return the wave. “Ayumu, the pleasure is mine.”
You look past her and point towards the bipedal machine. “Can I ask what that is for?”
She gives a glance back over her shoulder towards the machine, before smiling cheekily. “Sprinkler! Customer at the human village wanted me to fix it, thought I could make some upgrades!”
“Upgrades…” You trail off, looking at the machine, on closer inspection it does have apparent holes in its… arms. And hosing is running through it.
If that is a sprinkler you can possibly see what Suwako was talking about regarding the TV.
“It’s… good work.”
The Kappa keeps her smile and takes another satisfied bite out of the cucumber.
“Did you need anything worked on?” Nitori asks, looking between the two of you.
The only thing you brought with you really electronic or mechanical is your phone, and barring the sudden invention of WiFi you doubt you’ll be using it much, though Sanae did seem to be getting the news on it.
Sanae shakes her head. “Not today, we just came by to visit, is everything alright with you Nitori?”
The Kappa shrugs. “Ever since that incident with Kokoro we’ve been busier, actually thinking about opening up shop instead of a stall in the Human Village.”
“Ah… that’s nice, we’ll… certainly visit sometime, yes.” Sanae says a bit awkwardly, you can tell she isn’t very… enthusiastic about the prospect, if Nitori notices however she doesn’t show it.
“Well, if there’s anything you end up needing just let me know, I’m always open to new business!” The Kappa moves back over to her machine and starts getting her tools ready again.
Sanae sidles over and whispers into your ear. “We should probably step out before it gains sentience.”
Attack of the walking killer sprinkler… you’d watch that movie.
- - -
You follow Sanae out of the shop, the Kappa are still running about working on machinery not to dissimilar to what Nitori was working on, there’s a very large bay door set against the side aswell, though it is closed and apparently guarded, if the Kappa standing in front of it are any indication.
You move the rest of the way out of the shop and back into the cavern that makes up the Kappa village, still a hive of activity, from the drips through the holes letting in light it is still raining outside aswell, not that you've been down here very long.
Sanae turns to look at you. “Do you want to do anything while we were here? I just mostly wanted for you to get a feel for the place, I still have some cucumbers if you want to do some… shopping.”
She doesn’t seem particularly enthusiastic about the idea. “Otherwise we’ve still got the rest of the day to kill if there was anything else you wanted to do, keep in mind most places aren’t going to be very busy due to the weather.”
“Well, it is still pretty crummy weather outside, and I don’t feel like getting in the middle of the goddesses’ rematch, I suppose we could shop around the village for a bit? How many cucumbers did you bring anyway?” You ask.
Sanae shakes the bag. “Quite a few, sometimes it takes a bigger bribe to get in, the Kappa aren’t much one for visitors, luckily there are some harvest gods on the mountain that are active this time of year.”
“Gods… like Kanako and Suwako?” You ask.
The priestess shrugs her shoulders. “Yes, though not as powerful, they are two twin sisters, they live near the base of the mountain, deeper into the forest. They usually stay put until the harvest season then come out to see their worshipers.”
She hefts the bag again. “Quite generous too, you might meet them at some point; they visit the shrine from time to time.”
You nod and turn your attention back to the busy marketplace. “Anything you suggest in particular?”
She looks around a moment then nods her head. “There are a few shops around here I like; I would just like to keep away from their more… esoteric creations.”
“Fair enough… lead the way.”
She cuts a path through the market; leaving you to follow, cutting through the crowd she crosses a bridge over one of the streams and stops in front of a small shop, metal in construction like all of those around it.
Its windows are fogged up, and a simple sign above the door reads –
“Etsuko’s Electronics”
Sanae opens the door, a bell ringing as she does so, revealing a dark interior, and she steps inside leaving you to follow after.
- - -
The first thing that hits you is the smell of… plastic. Shelves line the shop floor, covered in electronic devices. It reminds you old some of those hole in the wall shops you could find, parts and pieces are in bins in the corner.
The electronics however are when compared to those you’ve seen so far vaguely familiar, what appears to be old televisions, remotes, looks like a few children’s toys aswell.
Sanae however ignores all of it, making a beeline for the counter at the back of the shop, it is currently manned by an older looking Kappa currently working on some sort of circuit board.
Sanae moves up to the counter and hits a service bell sitting on it, you notice she’s actually hopping on her feet a little, excited?
The Kappa blinks, once, twice, then pulls her attention away from the circuit board and looks at Sanae curiously, and then a wide smile breaks out across her face.
“Ah Sanae! It has been awhile, I take it you’re here for the usual?” The Kappa says, her voice audibly older than any you’ve heard so far from the Kappa, she isn’t wrinkled, but there’s a slight hunch to her shoulders and her hair is lightly graying.
Sanae nods eagerly. “Yep!”
The Kappa bends down below the counter and starts rummaging for something. “I know I put it here somewhere… aha!” The Kappa pops back up and places a small container on the table.
You peer inside; it contains mostly… game cartridges?
Sanae wastes no time and eagerly starts looking through it.
While she’s distracted you turn towards the Kappa. “Good morning ma’am. I’m Ayumu, a new tenant of the Moriya shrine; this would be my first visit to the Kappa village.”
You give another glance at Sanae who is still flipping through all of the cartridges.
“How did you come across games from outside Gensokyo?”
The Kappa smiles. “This close to the border things come through from time to time, it’s not my main market but the young ones like these things, oh, and good morning to you aswell young one, I’d be Etsuko.”
Sanae claps happily, drawing both of your attentions. She places several cartridges on the counter and sits the bag of cucumbers besides.
The Kappa looks between the games and the bag, and takes a look inside. “Ah! I see the Aki had a good harvest this year, yes this is more than fair.”
The Kappa takes the bag and sets it besides the counter, and puts the games in another smaller bag and hands it to Sanae.
“Thank you very much!” Sanae says, bowing to the Kappa with a smile on her face.
The Kappa waves her off with a grin and returns to working on the circuit board.
- - -
You step back outside into the market, still abuzz with activity as it nears lunch time.
Sanae follow steps outside shortly afterwards aswell, clutching the bag in her hand.
“So is that it then?” You turn to look at Sanae.
“Is what it?” She asks, confused.
“We came here to look at some wares and you spent all of our vegetables on video games.”
She blinks and looks confused, before she gains a blush across her features as she speaks up.
“Er I-“ She begins before you cut her off.
“No! No that is quite alright, I see how it is, I am just a guest after all, and you never liked me much anyway, I didn't expect anything myself.” You say, putting a touch of sadness in your words.
She starts again. “That’s!” But you cut her off again.
“No, no as I said I understand, it’s been rough going, I’ve been hurt repeatedly these past few days and I’m flat broke on top of it. I even had to pay Satori for that information with my body, did you know that?”
She jerks back violently, the blush on her face growing to tomato levels.
“I suppose I’ve outstayed my welcome anyway, I visited the Myouren temple the other day, quite a friendly bunch, and Byakuren DID say I was welcome to stay anytime. I suppose I can stay over there until I get myself settled in the human village.”
“Yo-you can’t!” She yells, attracting the attention of some market goers.
You shake your head. “It’s okay, the goddesses wouldn’t want me around anyway, after the incident with Satori…” You turn to look at her again with a smirk on your face. “I can’t be a bride anymore.”
“Gk-” Sanae locks up, before slumping her shoulders and letting out a deep sigh, cupping her head in her hands. “...Can we just get some food?”
- - -
You manage to find a quaint little place just outside of the market, a noodle shop run by a particularly enthusiastic young Kappa going by the name of Nobume.
Sanae covers... not that you have much say in the matter, and as you get down to eat you finally decide to broach the subject.
“So... what exactly can I do for work around here?” You ask in between bites.
“Mmm?” Sanae replies in a completely dignified manner, mouthful of noodles.
“Sorry... let me clarify, while getting my meals like this is nice and all. I was kind of hoping I could actually earn... money. I need to be able to buy my own clothes and my own meals.” You explain.
She swallows the noodles then coughs into her hand. “This... isn't a continuation of the joke from before right?”
You shake your head. “Quite serious, I can't exactly mooch off of you and the goddesses generosity forever, I'm afraid I am not much one for debts... at least not in my previous line of work.”
“Er... I don't know about the Kappa village, but I do know there is a job board in the Human Village, both Youkai and Humans put requests there, it's in the square.
“But you are doing work for us, I know we don't... exactly pay you, but you don't... expect us to start charging you do you?” She asks, with traces of nervousness.
You shake your head. “No... I don't but I can't exactly expect you to take care of all of my needs forever, that and it would be helpful in getting to know Gensokyo more.”
If Sanae is bothered by your explanation she doesn't show it, merely nodding her head and returning to her food.
You do aswell, it's not half bad.
- - -
You both finish your meals and are left sitting at the table, Sanae fiddling with her phone, and you watching the various comers and goers, the rain has let up now, only a slow drip from the holes.
“So... what's your story anyway?”
Sanae looks up from her phone. “Story?”
“Yeah... I mean if it is personal you don't have to answer, we've barely known each other a week, but what is your stake in this anyway? You said you were from Osaka and the goddesses mostly stayed at the temple. How'd you end up in Gensokyo?”
She purses her lips and leans back in the chair, letting out a breath.
“It's fine, it's... a different world at this point. Suwako's my ancestor, distant, but still my ancestor. My mother and father died before I really remember them, and Suwako stepped in and raised me from there..." She says, voice lowering as she remembers.
Kanako was more distant, but she was there aswell, though she wasn't really the best at child rearing." She says with a giggle.
“I helped out and lived at the Moriya shrine, they trained me in my now current duties and I lived a relatively normal school life, though no-one really wants to hang out with the kid who talks to invisible deities. Once the situation with faith got poor enough that we had to come here... I didn't say no. I don't really regret my decision.” She finishes.
“So you help out due to a mix of loyalty and familial bond? I... can understand that, I'm still trying to figure out how to pay Kanako back.” You trail off, looking towards the market again.
“You have to pay Kanako back?” Sanae asks, closing the phone and tilting her head.
You shake your head. “I have to pay all of you back, I was about to fade away myself in Tokyo until I came over, and ya'll took me in. Kanako's just the easiest one at the moment... theoretically. I only say that cause I'm trying to figure You and Suwako out.”
“You're helping with the investigation and helping me with temple work, you don't really have a need to pay me back... I'm sure the goddesses feel the same.” Sanae says quietly.
“I appreciate it, but I don't feel that way myself personally, quid pro quo, the temple will be fixed eventually and I assume you lot don't go from incident to incident. I can at least make myself useful beyond that. It's part of the reason why I want to see out some paying labor.”
“I assure you that is no-” For the third time today you cut her off.
“Sanae. How old am I?” You say, looking into her eyes.
“Er... 20? 25?” She guesses.
You chuckle. “Try 487, unless you plan on feeding me for the next thousand years it could be helpful if I plan for more long term.”
She seems to struggle to find what to say for a moment, before slumping in her seat and sighing. “I don't exactly agree... But do whatever you feel is best. But I must ask, what exactly do you plan to do to pay back Lady Kanako?”
You smile. “Easy! Repair relations with the underground.”
She stares at you in bewilderment for a moment, before breaking out into giggles. “You... you certainly don't start small do you?”
Your smile widens further, vulpine in nature. “Not my specialty I assure you! Don't worry, I have a feeling that is going to take a while, in the meantime, you ready to get out of here?”
The priestess nods and gets up from her seat.
“What do you want to do? The rain appears to be stopping.” Sanae asks, looking towards the holes in walls.
Chapter 19: We Could be Immortals
Chapter Text
“I’m thinking we could go to the human village actually, with the rain dying down there’s a lead I want to look into regarding the incident.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, I saw Akyuu in the village yesterday; she gave me an interesting lead. This ‘Seija’ character… she apparently fought a human who lives in the bamboo forest, if we could talk to them we could get a more concrete source of information possibly. “
“A human in the bamboo forest?” She looks confused for a moment before shaking her head and focusing on a different part of the story. “Were they okay?”
You shrug. “Per her yes, they beat Seija into the ground, this was months back, I figured I could go back and get their name and see about tracking them down.”
“Hmm” Sanae murmers, cover her mouth with her hand, and looks down towards the ground.
And then moment later she nods then looks to you again. “It sounds like a good lead, I’ll just drop these off at the temple.” She waves the bag for emphasis. “Then I’ll meet you at the gates of the village?”
You nod. “Sounds like a plan, I’ll see you there.”
You both exit the Kappa village together, and past the guard at the metal door who gives a cheery wave to the both of you as you pass.
Out into the open air again it is still overcast, though the rain has now completely stopped at least, it's horribly humid still though. Then again, giant waterfall.
You walk past it onto the path, fingering the spellcards in your pocket until your retrieve the flight card, Sanae for her part has already gotten hers and is flying past you.
Hopefully there's still a temple left... you pump magic into the card and kick off the ground, soaring past the lake and over the forest, there's actually Kappa out and about at the lake itself, far more than you saw that first day, they aren't apparently working on anything... just relaxing.
You'd suppose they of all people wouldn't be bothered by the rain, though you are curious as to why you didn't see them earlier.
The outskirts of the human village eventually start coming into view aswell, the river where you fought Wakasagi is below you, you look but see no sign of her, you haven't seen her come to think of it since she visited the temple.
You're sure she's alright... but with the way things have been lately you can't help but worry.
- - -
You come to a gentle landing just outside of the southern gates, and compared to normal it is fairly quiet, nobody is attempting to get into the town itself and you only see a few people milling about near the gates.
...All of the stalls are closed aswell, you suppose everything really did shut down with the rain.
The two guards are there as usual, though they've backed up a bit to be standing underneath the cover.
They seem... rather tense actually?
“Something happen?” You ask.
The nearest guard points off into the distance behind you, your gaze follow his direction and squint.
You can just faintly see some figures off into the distance. They are moving rapidly around each other, about four of them, then with a flash of light a large chunk of ice shoots off into the sky... at least, you think that is ice.
“A spellcard battle?”
One of the guards grunts. “Faeries 'playing', just keeping an eye on them in case they get to close.”
Faeries? “Are they dangerous?”
“Not particularly, they just aint got a brain worth the skull their in most of the time, tend to get people hurt that way.”
You nod and watch it off in the distance, more ice shoots off into the sky along with the familiar sparks of energy from spellcards.
Huh...
- - -
You don't have to wait long for Sanae to arrive, landing gently in front of the gate with a smile, you notice she's indeed dropped off her bag, but she now is carrying her Gohei aswell.
“Was the temple still there?” You ask.
She cocks her head. “Yes... shouldn't it be?”
“Aren't the goddesses having their 'rematch' today?”
She processes what you said for a moment, before smiling and hitting a fist into her palm. “Oh that! No you don't need to be worried about that, everything will be fine!”
You just stare at the priestess. “If you say so, you ready to go?”
She nods and starts walking into the village, leaving you to catch up.
Together with Sanae you head off towards the Hieda estate, cutting through the center of town, it's nearly deserted, just a few peddlars setting up shop now that the weather seems to have calmed. You pay it no mind, and neither does Sanae as you walk until you reach the Hieda compound. The third time you've been here this week come to think of it.
There are no servants out and about this time, besides a single one standing in front of the door to the house.
As you approach the servant speaks up. “My apologies Lord Ayumu, but Lady Hieda is currently in discussions with a guest, if you wish audience you will have to wait, they should be done shortly.”
You pause halfway up the steps and nod. “Alright... want to just wait then Sanae?”
The priestess shrugs with a smile and pulls out her phone.
It's kind of nice that no matter where you go some things never change.
- - -
It's a good fifteen or so minutes later before the doors to the mansion open. Out stepping... Byakuren?
“Oh!” The monk gasps at the sight of the two of you. “Priestess Sanae, Ayumu! This is a surprise! What brings you both out to the village?”
You nod slowly. “Good afternoon Byakuren, pleasure to see you, we were just waiting to speak with Miss Hieda ourselves.”
The monk catches herself and does a slight bow. “My apologies, and good afternoon to you aswell, I just came to confirm some information with her, I apologize if you were forced to wait on my account!”
"Are you staying with the Moriya?" Byakuren asks, resting a hand against her cheek.
Sanae walks a little closer and... grasps your sleeve?
“It's quite alright, it wasn't a long wait at all, and yes he is, shall we Ayumu?”
You look at the priestess…. she's watching Byakuren like a hawk. “Er... yes, pleasure seeing you again Byakuren.”
The monk gives a smile and a wave as Sanae all but drags you into the house.
Seriously Sanae, it was a joke.
- - -
Akyuu is working at her desk like usual when you enter, Sanae thankfully letting go as the door closes behind you, causing the Hieda to look up in surprise.
“Something else Byaku...”
“Ayumu? Sanae?” She says in surprise.
You bow lightly. “Apologies for the unannounced visit once again, me and Sanae here were just hoping to confirm some information with you, would that be alright?”
Akyuu nods. “Yes... yes of course, please do sit down, I'm afraid you've missed lunch however.”
You let out a chuckle. “More's the pity.”
You and Sanae take your seats across from her and Akyuu gestures for you to talk.
“It's about our talk yesterday, you said Seija challenged a human to a fight and lost? I was hoping you had more information about the human, as it would be good to contact them. Both as someone who can confirm more information about Seija's appearance and mannerisms, and also to warn them in case she seeks revenge.” You explain.
“Alright... just a moment.” Akyuu opens a side drawer in her desk and starts rummaging through it, stacking book after book upon the table until she pulls out a smaller one, about the size of journal and places it in front of her.
She starts flipping through it until she finds the apparent page she's looking for.
“Lets see... here. The 'human' was Fujiwara no Mokou, a resident of the bamboo forest, she also serves as a guide for those who get lost in it. She mostly makes do as a hermit, doesn't tend to come to the village much, I got the information from a friend of hers who lives here.” She says, closing the journal back up.
“Fujiwara... is this the same Fujiwara I'm thinking of by any chance?” You ask.
Akyuu nods. “The one and the same, she's a distant ancestor of the modern branch. Been here for centuries.”
You think, that would be... “So she's a Youkai then?”
She shakes her head. “No... she's immortal, she ingested the Hourai Elixir.”
You pause. “The Hourai Elixir? As in the Princess Kaguya? Bamboo Cutter? That Hourai elixir?”
Sanae pokes you in the shoulder, causing you to look at her. “She's here too.” She says slowly.
“Who's here? Kaguya?” You ask, slightly dreading the answer.
Sanae merely nods.
You look towards the ground a moment before taking a deep breath. “Alright... I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. But I'll have you know if Orochi's here I'm out, Tokyo's lovely this time of year.”
Akyuu giggles. “No... I'm quite happy to say it isn't, though if you wish to meet Mokou I'm afraid I cannot be much help there. Her house isn't exactly on the map.”
You turn to look at Sanae. “I suppose we should just give it a go then?”
She nods. “I suppose we don't have much choice, I thank you for the information Miss Hieda.” Sanae says getting up and bowing to her.
Hieda returns it with a smile. “You are quite welcome.”
- - -
You head back outside the compound.
“Lead the way, I'm afraid I don't actually know where it is myself.” You say.
Sanae raises a finger and points east out of the village. “It's about a five minute flight that way, though much longer if you walk.”
You nod and look off in the distance, you don't see anything beyond rolling hills. “Lets get to it then.”
The two of you walk down the road and out the eastern edge of the village, surprisingly very little in the way of houses OR farms out in this direction, just hills and grass. She takes off into the air and you follow, around the village is farmland except on the eastern side, though there is a road leading out from it, it cuts into two up ahead, to the northeast it goes towards a large forest of... bamboo.
Huh, not sure why you didn't see that before.
The other path goes out about a mile before turning into grass, in the distance is a single solitary hill, covered in purple and white flowers, it's surrounded by a small wood, but you don't see any structures or anything else around it. Odd.
It doesn't take much more than five minutes as she said, and you both land outside of the forest, from here it is rather imposing, the bamboo is absolutely massive, making an almost rainforest like effect and blocking out what little light there is from the overcast skies.
You take a step into it and it is quite literally like night and day, your vision kicking in immediately to compensate, while Sanae fiddles with her phone for a moment before turning the camera into a flashlight.
It's... definitely something alright, Sanae's light bounces from bamboo to bamboo as she walks carefully behind you, while on your part you can see... trees. While you can see in the dark, it seems like it's still effective you, your vision barely going past a couple dozen feet.
“Is this a good time to mention this place is called the Bamboo Forest of the Lost?” Sanae states, carefully stepping over a fallen block of bamboo.
“It's actually an exceptionally bad time to mention that actually.” You say, looking about.
“I'd ask if we could just fly, but I doubt we'd be able to spot anything through the canopy as it was, any idea how we are supposed to find this place?”
“I'm afraid not, just search I suppose, she can't be that far in I'd imagine, if she does serve as a guide.”
And you both begin your trek.
- - -
You've lost track of the time, and Sanae's phone actually died awhile back much to her chagrin, apparently she forgot to charge it this morning.
She's currently clutching your sleeve as you guide her through the forest.
Well... less 'guide' more 'lead aimlessly' you suppose. Still, you've gone quite a ways in.
You are just about debating calling it quits when you see light ahead of you, either you've circled back around or that is a clearing.
You guide Sanae through towards it, she can most definitely see the light, but that wont stop here from beaning herself on a tree.
It takes some maneuvering but you manage to exit the bamboo and enter the clearing. It's small and grassy, with a large pond in the center of it. Next to it is a traditional Japanese house, small and squat, with a chimney sending smoke out into the sky.
The doors are all closed, and it is more than a little out of place here, however hopefully the running chimney is a good sign.
“Hopefully this is it...”
Sanae grunts an acknowledgment, rubbing her eyes as they adjust to the light, it's been a good half hour since she's been able to see anything.
You wait for her to adjust then slowly walk up to the door, it's an old fashioned door, a sliding type, not like the more western style ones at the temple. You rap on it gently with your knuckles.
For a moment nothing happens, then you hear the soft padding of feet as the door opens.
A woman is standing there, one hand on her hip and the other on the door. She's wearing a dress of deep blue, with long white hair going down her back, topped with a rather large blue hat.
She looks between the two of you, before settling on Sanae.
“Kochiya? What are you doing here?” It's a tone not of aggression or annoyance, despite the choice of words, but genuine confusion.
Sanae speaks up. “Apologies, we came here looking for Mokou actually, we were told she lived in this forest. Do you aswell? We didn't expect to see you...
“Oh... right, Ayumu, this is Keine the local teacher, I mentioned her the other day.”
You bow towards the woman. “Greetings, pleasure to make your acquaintance, I am a newcomer here in Gensokyo.”
She returns the bow. “Mokou is a friend of mine, what business do you have?”
“We're actually looking into a potential incident and believe she might have information about it.” You explain.
There's a moment of silence, then a look of anger comes across Keine's face. Not at you apparently however as she turns back and shouts into the house.
“Mokou you have guests asking about an incident! What did you do!?”
You hear a squawk of surprise, then another voice yells back. “Nothing! I haven't left the house in awhile, you know that!”
More padding of feet and another person appears in the doorway.
She's shorter than Keine, about Sanae's size, wearing a large pair of red pants and a white shirt, she also has white hair, but while Keine's goes to her back, hers goes to her knees easily.
The newcomer has an interesting look on her face, an odd mix of curious and pissed off.
“What do you want?” She asks, in a none too friendly tone.
Sanae speaks up. “We're seeking information about an ongoing incident, we believe you know one of the culprits, a woman who goes by Seija, our information states she challenged you to a duel not so long ago?”
The woman pauses and looks up. “Yeah... yeah I remember her, what about it?”
Sanae continues. “She's causing an incident and we are seeking more information about her as she is keeping a low profile... We were hoping you could give us a physical description, along with any mannerisms she might have had.”
Mokou looks between the two of you for a moment.
"Nope, buzz off.” She starts to close the door, you step forward and catch it as she does so... she's strong.
“We are just looking for some basic information, please. People have died.”
She gives you a critical look. “Then they are lucky basta-” That's as far as she gets as Keine whacks her upside the head with a hand.
“Ow! Keine what the hell!” Mokou complains, rubbing the back of her head, she lets go of the door in the process allowing you to open it back up to the view of the teacher glaring at Mokou.
“I know about the incident aswell, I would ask that you tell them anything you know, and me aswell, I wasn't aware that you knew anything about the culprit, why didn't you say anything?” Keine asks.
Mokou shrugs still rubbing the back of her head. “You know how many people I fight on a monthly basis? How was I supposed to know she was important.”
Keine just continues glaring at her, creating a rather awkward silence until Sanae speaks up.
“Can we come in then?”
Mokou gives a side glance and nods, walking back inside the house, seeing as close to an invitation as you are going to get you step inside along with Sanae, Keine closing the door behind you.
- - -
The house is... spartan to say the least, a small table sits in the center of it with sitting mats thrown haphazardly around. There's a kitchen set against the wall where some pots are currently working to boil, but beyond that and a bed in the corner there isn't anything else here.
Mokou takes a seat at the table with a huff, Sanae doing the same while you elect to stand, and Keine's working on the pots at the kitchen.
“Right... so she was about Greenie's height, black hair with a red stripe, and she was wearing some stupid ass red and black ensemble. She challenged me to a spellcard duel, saying some crap about how she was going to defeat me then use me as a pawn or some other nonsense." She says with a snort.
“The duel lasted all of thirty seconds before she was unconscious on the ground. I dragged her out of the bamboo forest and tossed her on the dirt outside, that was the last I've seen of her.” She finishes with a shrug.
“You haven't seen her since?” You ask.
“Nope, one and done, she causing problems then?”
You nod. “She's taken the power of some sort of artifact that causes heightened aggression, along with a considerable boost in power. She's used it already to effect the Scarlet, and she possibly used it in the underground. She's also sent a rampaging Youkai against the Tengu. It killed several before it was brought down.”
“Huh...” Mokou says. “Could have fooled me, she was weak as a rabbit when I fought her.”
Sanae speaks up. “Be that as it may we thought it wise to warn you aswell, the artifact has mind altering effects, we don't know the full extent of its capabilities, she might come seeking revenge.”
Mokou chuckles. “ I'm afraid it doesn't work that way.” She taps a finger against her skull. “Side effect, I can't be effected by anything that would change my state of being like that, some of the local rabbits learned that the hard way.
"Course, if she does come back I suppose I could barbecue her for ya anyway if she's really causing all that trouble.” She lights a fire in her hand for emphasis.
“I appreciate the offer.” You state, before snapping your fingers, causing a small flame to sputter off the tip of your thumb. “But hopefully it wont come to that, we have more than a few questions for her.”
Mokou shrugs. “That it then?”
You look towards Sanae who nods.
“Then you are cordially invited to get the hell out of my house.”
“Mokou!” Keine shouts in admonishment, Mokou reflexively covering her head as she does so, though she's snickering.
… Odd duo.
- - -
You step back outside into the clearing, Sanae close behind.
“I suppose we could fly back to the temple now that we no longer need to find this place.”
“... Agreed.” Sanae says, looking out towards the bamboo forest, before you can say anything more she's floating off the ground.
You grab your card and join her, floating up into the sky, once above you take a look around, you can see the edge of the forest where you entered... it's maybe a good mile away.
Forest of the lost indeed.
With no need for prompting Sanae starts flying towards the edge, you follow watching the house fade into view behind you, before being swallowed up by the canopy completely like it was never there at all.
It's another five minutes back to town, then you make a hard turn together and fly towards the temple.
The weather is getting worse again as you make your way up the mountain, it appears it is going to rain again soon.
You finally crest the mountain and land at the top, taking a look around.
Miraculously... it is all in one piece, the walls are where you left them, there aren't any new telephone poles either.
You are not certain if you are frightened or relieved, but it is certainly one of those two emotions.
You along with Sanae walk through the courtyard and enter the temple itself. Also as you left it thankfully, there is no immediate signs of the goddesses however as you make your way inside.
“I'll be in my room for a bit, dinner should be in just a bit if you want to relax.” Sanae says, before walking down the hallway to the right.
Sounds lovely.
You head down the hallway aswell, Sanae apparently having already turned the corner, nobody is in the dining room though the TV is on...
Is that?
Plugged into the TV is an SNES, while on the screen a demo race of Mario Kart is playing.
Huh...
You walk past it and take a peek into the kitchen.
“Evening you two.” You say.
Both of the goddesses are in the kitchen cooking, well, Suwako is cooking. Kanako is tossing her ingredients. (Quite literally) as she calls for them.
“Ah! Welcome back Ayumu, did everything go well out there?” Suwako asks with a grin.
You nod. “The Kappa village was lovely, and we even got some information about our culprit, figured we could discuss it over dinner.”
A more serious expression comes across Suwako's face, and Kanako looks at you, but doesn't say anything as Suwako speaks up again. “That's good then, we can certainly discuss it then. Ya need anything?”
You shake your head. “Not particularly... how did the rematch go?”
Suwako giggles. “I won of course, it's why I get to cook dinner tonight.”
She then leans over and whispers into your ear. “Ya should be quite grateful aswell, you haven't tasted her cookin'!”
Kanako lets out an indignant squawk, apparently she heard her. And you duck out of the kitchen before things get ugly.
- - -
You settle down in the dining room, lounging on the couch. You find the remote and change it back to regular television.
It isn't too long later that Sanae joins, watching the TV aswell without any comment.
After some time the goddesses come out with dinner, it's a suprisingly complicated affair, Suwako having prepared several courses, from soups to meat dishes. It's the nicest meal you've had since you come here, and she smiles cheekily as you say so.
As dinner comes to an end Kanako brings up the day. “So what have you found out.”
You gesture towards Sanae, figuring she should take the lead when it comes to Kanako. “We found out more information about Seija.” And Sanae gives the physical description Mokou gave you. “She apparently challenge Fujiwara no Mokou in the vain attempt of 'recruiting' or possibly 'enslaving' her. It didn't seem to end well for her.
“Mokou's going to keep an eye out, and Keine seems to be on the case aswell, it didn't appear either were effected by the artifact.” Sanae finishes.
Kanako nods. “That's good then, I'll look into it further, Suwako?”
The smaller goddess grins. “On it, I'll let you know if the toads see anything. You two just rest up, tomorrow it's back to work.”
Your muscles are crying already.
Chapter 20: The Past
Chapter Text
You lay down in your bed and try to get some sleep... maybe you should see about picking up this place a little after your work tomorrow, if you are going to be staying here for a time it would be nice to get more leg room, looking towards the stacked boxes.
… Some more amenities too, you’re sure they sell furniture in town, and you already know of a bookstore. Just need to get some money first… you wonder how well your business would do here.
Probably would have to settle for more general labor in the meantime, at least you’re being fed and housed. You can’t help but feel however like such a thing is only temporary.
In your experience it usually is…
You shake your head and adjust your position, no point in thinking about such things right now; it hasn’t even been a week yet.
You close your eyes and allow the gentle sounds of the night carry you away.
- - -
You smell old wood, that’s the first thing that hits you. The second is the gentle sound of rain outside.
You slowly open your eyes, you’re standing in an old wooden house, a fireplace is burning embers near you, and outside of windows flanking it you can see rain coming down onto the road outside, a paved road.
Glancing about you see old familiar photos on the walls, and a particularly special one on a desk. Your fathers ring sits next to it, and you reach down to rub your hand absentmindedly. The same ring is still on your finger.
It’s been a long time since you’ve been home.
You smile as you look around, books lining the shelves, a nice little kitchen, and a bedroom not filled with boxes, a glance out the window shows… nobody, even in weather like this the roads would be full.
You wonder exactly when this is supposed to be anyway, you recognize it all, but this is well over a hundred years ago.
… No point in over thinking it really. You bend down and look through your old bookshelf… ah… perfect. You grab one of your old favorites and sit down in one of your chairs after stoking the fire a little.
You are just getting into it when…
*Knock Knock*
You put the book down with a sigh, is it that time already then? You glance behind you and through the window next to the door.
A figure is standing at the door, they are… you honestly don’t know what they are.
You ever see someone just out of the corner of your eye? The figure is visible and you can tell it’s a person, but there aren’t really any details besides colors?
It’s like that, a blurry figure, that has details… but doesn’t, its colors keep changing as well.
Yellow,
Purple,
White,
Pink,
Blue,
Red,
Green.
Something’s familiar about all of them… but you couldn’t really say what.
You walk over, and after a moment’s hesitation you open the door. The smell of rain hits you, along with a cold wind.
You look at the figure, still rapidly changing colors.
“Come on then, I was in the middle of a good read.” You say.
That’s all the prompting it needs apparently, as it rushes forward and envelopes you.
The being passes through you, and a bright light overwhelms your senses.
You rub the spots out of your eyes, shaking your head as you regain your vision. Your old home is gone, replaced by… an artificial riverbank. People pass by and through you like you aren't even there, students mostly, in school uniforms as they head down the path above the riverbank.
They are doing as teenagers do, running, playing, and talking, though what they say you cannot discern, it’s… muffled. Like when you enter a crowded area and all of the conversations blend together, you look the other direction… across the river is a skyline you know well enough.
The city of Osaka is on the otherside, the side of its skyscrapers glinting in the afternoon light, so… this is probably one of the Moriya’s dream.
You’ve been to the city more than once, but you don’t recall ever hearing of the Moriya before you came to Gensokyo… then again that may be part of the problem. You walk down the riverbank and onto the concrete path near the water, there’s a few students milling about, along with a few apparent fishermen further down the path.
You stop next near the river, near to a student fiddling with her phone next to the water’s edge. She’s sitting down on the grass… not a half bad idea actually.
You plop down onto the grass with a sigh; the smell of saltwater is rather pleasant to your senses.
There are some boats in the bay, you wouldn’t say your homesick, not that Osaka was your hometown anyway, but there’s something nice about modern society.
You take a look at the student who had the same idea; she’s wearing a rather generic uniform, along with black hair going down to her shoulders. She’s just staring at her phone; a braid of hair is dangling down next to it, with a little ornament of a snake wrapped around it, along with a hairpin of a frog aswell.
… Wait a minute.
“Sanae?”
The girl jumps a bit, and looks around before focusing on you.
"Are you... speaking to me?"
You nod, and she narrows her eyes.
“How do you know my name? Are you a new teacher?”
Right, this is a little suspicious, gotta come up with something.
“My apologies... I am not a new teacher. I'm actually here in the city as a tourist, I'm looking for the Moriya shrine, would you happen to know anything about it? Oh, and once again my apologies for using your name so informally, it was on the back of your bag so I thought it would be a good way to get your attention."
You bow slightly in apology, and with a subtle working on magic apply a nice embroided 'Sanae' to the back of her backpack... just in case.
She gives you an odd look. "The Moriya shrine? Nobody ever wants to see the shrine, I know the place but I wont take you there, you'd just be dissapointed." She says, in a rather depressed tone... far more than you've ever heard from her before.
With a grunt you stand up, wiping the back of your suit to knock off some grass. "My apologies one final time then, but I am afraid I must go see it, I will look around myself and hope for the best."
You make a point of putting a hand above your eyes and looking about, before walking past her with purpose.
...
You get just a few steps away before.
"Wait."
Bingo.
You pause mid step and turn around to the girl. "Yes?"
She gets up herself, hoisting the backpack around a shoulder and pocketing her phone. "I'll take you there, but you'll be dissapointed."
With not another word she trudges past you, down the path, leaving you to follow after.
- - -
It's quite a walk, you are moving past the riverside for a good twenty minutes before it comes to an intersection, after confirming that you are still following her Sanae turns to the right and down the road.
It's... a rather downtrodden neighborhood. You'd hesitantly call it... rustic?
Old old houses made up of bad wood and cracked walls line both sides of the street, most of the residents here are either quite old, or quite obviously destitute. She moves down it without saying a word, she hasn't said a word for the past twenty minutes either.
Compared to the usual Sanae... it is a tad awkward.
It's another five minutes of walking, and the buildings getting somehow in even worse condition before she comes to a stop next to a Torii gate.
You look through and... oh dear.
You thought that first day painted a bad image of the shrine, this however, is ridiculous.
It's the same building from before but in much worse condition. Parts of the roof are caved in, the tile cracked heavily, the wood isn't in any better condition, rotted and missing in places.
The grounds are overgrown with weeds everywhere, the pond in the corner is invisible behind all of the plant life.
In the center of it all are two stone statues, you don't recognize them at first, as both are wearing heavy robes, but one figure has a large ring of rope behind their back... and the other is carrying large rings.
You point at the statues. "Suwako and Kanako right?"
Sanae looks at you in genuine surprise, then nods her head slowly. “Yes... that is correct. Few people know their names.”
You take a glance back at the statues. “A shame really, they are quite fascinating beings.” You spot a donation box near the front of the shrine... or rather what remains of a donation box. You walk past Sanae and towards it. You fish into your pocket and produce some... questionable money and place it in the box, then you clap and bow your head.
“Why are you here?” Sanae's voice comes from behind you.
She's standing next to you again, looking past the donation box and at the front of temple, the front door is cracked, but still sealed at least.
She continues. “Nobody comes here to worship, not for as long as I can remember, I still keep my faith... for what is it worth, but this place is dying. You don't appear to be hear to buy the land, and even if you were you aren't getting it. Along with the fact you knew their names.” She says, pointing to the statues.
“So I ask again, why are you here?”
You answer honestly. “A mix of curiosity and belief... it's hard to explain really. I came both to pay my respects to the goddesses, and to see you as well.”
“See... me?” She asks slowly. “Why on earth would you ever want to see me?”
You feel a light breeze blow against your cheek, and the air is filling with magical energy... and it isn't coming from Sanae.
“Tell me... what year is it?” You ask.
She looks at you confused. “It is 2014... nearly 2015.”
So about... a year and a half before she came to Gensokyo.
“Thank you, and my apologies, I'm saying that alot today aren't I?” You chuckle, and she continues just staring at you.
She lets out a sigh then speaks up again. “I am very sorry sir, but I would recommend you leave, I assure you the goddesses appreciate the donation but there is nothing for worshippers here.” She bows towards you.
You don't return it. “But... if I leave, who will I talk about mecha with?”
Sanae stands back and looks at you confused again. “...What?”
You pop your fox ears up, and you tail comes out behind you.
She jumps back in shock, but in the process trips over a stray rock and lands on her ass, she doesn't cry out in pain or surprise, merely stares at you alarmed.
“Yes yes... big scary fox monster. It's me Ayumu remember? Gensokyo? Youkai Mountain? Weird hats? Remember?”
“Ay... Ayumu?” She says, looking off past you before shaking her head.
Her hair swings about, and you notice with interest as it turns from its generic black to its more familiar green, it grows back to its 'usual' length aswell.
Sanae... the Sanae you are used to looks around confused before staring at you. “What... what are we doing here?”
You shrugs. “Beats me, I was asleep and apparently wandered into one of your dreams... I must say, if this was the way it used to be, I am not going to take for granted what state it currently is in our time.”
You glance around the grounds some more, seriously, where did she even sle-
Your view is yanked away and forcefully turned towards Sanae, her hand is clutching your chin.
“So this is a dream right? My dream?”
You nod in the affirmative.
“And you've been doing this every night?”
You shrug. “For the most part yes. Not every night but quite frequently.”
“And now I'm dreaming... lucidly is the term right? Do you have any control over dreams while you are in one?” She asks.
“Yes... and yes.”
She smiles a familiar smile, then nods happily.
“Then I would ask of you a favor.”
You cock your head. “And that would be?”
“I've lived in Osaka all of my life, and most memories here aren't the most pleasent. I always wanted to visit Tokyo... and with your help I believe I can.” She says, excitement creeping into her tone.
“You wish to see Tokyo in a dream using my recollection?” You ask.
She nods happily.
“Do you actually want to see TOKYO? Or are you more interested in Akihabara?” You ask, feeling like you already know the answer.
Her smile only grows wider.
“I'll take that as a yes then.”
You raise a hand above your head, it isn't in any way nessecary, but what's the point if you don't do it with theatrics? You snap your fingers, and in a flash the landscape around you changes.
The wood around you has transformed to glass and steel, and the garden to one of the busiest intersections in the world. Blaring advertisements and the noise of hundreds upon hundreds of people assault your ears.
Perhaps this is a good time to mention you've never been able to stand Akihabara.
Sanae for her part however, looks like the child who got the pony they've always wanted for Christmas. At Disney World.
She's turning in place, looking at everything she can, luckily for her the people pass straight through her as you will it to be.
“This! This is-”
Noisy, annoying, a little smelly.
“Wonderful!”
Yes that too you suppose.
You don't have the time to voice any form of protest as she snatches your arm and drags you towards some form of electonics shop. As you are pulled extremity first into the ten story monstrosity.
At the very least... she's not depressed anymore.
- - -
You wake up and shake your head, fighting the grogginess in your system. The sunlight comes through your window and lands rather unconfortably on your face.
The girl wanted to see EVERYTHING, which caused a rather nice amount of sheer bullcrap and imagination on your part to fill in the gaps, as you said. You don't really do Akihabara, luckily enough, she couldn't really tell the difference.
You raise up into a sitting position with a yawn, sitting in your lap... is a spellcard. The familiar backing of the Moriya shrine cards greets you. You flip it over revealing...
Sanae, or at least, a silhouette of Sanae. She has her Gohei raised above her, and from it pours... rain? In all directions.
The text at the bottom is a light green.
Divine Virtue "Bumper Crop Rice Shower"
You place it with the rest of your cards... you wonder how you should bring that up.
- - -
You take a quick shower and change into your best approximation of 'work' clothes. You pocket your cards and head out into the main hall. You'll never take the state of this place for granted again... sheesh.
You pass through the main hall and into the dining area, the two goddesses are in their usual spots.
“Good morning you two. Sleep well?” You ask.
“Yep! Gonna to be a busy day today!” Suwako chirps happily, giving you a cheery wave.
Kanako does her customary goddess nod.
“What will we be doing exactly?”
Kanako actually speaks up. “Just some more temple restoration today, we'll discuss the details when Sanae comes back with breakfast.” She jerks her head towards the kitchen, then returns to watching the TV.
You nod and walk past the dining area into the kitchen. “Need any help?” You ask as you stick your head in, Sanae's in her work clothes aswell, though she has an apron over top of them as she works a frying pan.
“Mm?” She turns to look at you. “Oh, not particularly, only got some finishing touches to make.”
“Fair enough... did you sleep well last night? Good dreams?”
Sanae shrugs and returns to her cooking. “Slept well enough, going to need the energy for today! But I don't remember any dreams in particular.”
Hmm.
“Alright, I'll be in the dining room.”
You head back and sit yourself next to the table iwth the goddesess, just a short time later Sanae comes out with plates... apparently the dish was omelets.
You dig into it, quite good as always. “You know, so far I've had both Sanae's and Suwako's cooking, do you cook as well Kanako?”
The goddess pauses and looks at you, half of an egg sticking out of her mouth. She swallows it quickly and takes on a dignified posture. “Of course I do! I am the best cook in the house afterall.”
Suwako snickers and Kanako glares at her. “Ya could burn milk, and in fact I think I've seen ya do that.”
The goddess makes a noise of outrage and slams her hands into the table.
“Oh can I now?!” The goddess shouts. “Sanae!”
The priestess is in her own little dreamland as she eats breakfast, you admire her ability to go completely zen at at the food table, seemingly unnoticing the events around her.
“SANAE!” The priestess jerks back and gasps.
“Y-yes Lady Kanako?”
“I'm taking over the cooking duties for lunch and dinner tonight, you have the day off.”
“... Understood Lady Kanako.” Huh, you think that's the first time you've seen fear in Sanae's eyes. Neat.
- - -
Shortly after breakfast Kanako gives you your tasks.
“Sanae, you will be repairing the old guest house, while you Ayumu will be fixing up the holes in the roof, we've got supplies for the both of you outside already.”
You both nod at your instructions and head out the front door, and true to their statement there's a neat little pile of lumber next to a pile of replacement tiles and some form of... liquid cement?
You can work with this.
Sanae hefts up a pile of planks and heads towards a decently sized wooden building near the main path, maybe thirty to fourty feet away from the front door. It is one of the 'casualties'. There's two wooden poles sticking out of it causing the roof to cave in, miraculously enough the walls and the glass windows are actually still in place.
You heft your tools and carry them up to the roof and get to work, lets see if we can't fix that leak.
- - -
It's been a good several hours and you've definitely made progress, a good chunk of the holes are patched up and the tiling almost looks normal. Almost. You are confident the leak is fixed at least.
You look over the grounds and see Sanae's progress, the two poles are gone, chopped into pieces and laying next to the structure, she's currently sizing wood against the roof, it looks like she's going to have to completely make a new roof entirely.
...Sanae must have been the absolute best at shop class.
The sun is high in the sky at this point, you raise your shirt to wipe the sweat off of your brow as you do so... your eyes catch something.
There in front of the temple, just barely peeking out from behind a tree, is a golden furred fox, its head just peeking out. You stare at it, and it is staring at you in return. This lasts for several moments before it ducks back into the forest and dissapears from view completely, you think that's the first time you've seen a fox since you came here.
You get up from your position on the roof, probably about lunch time at this point, lets go see if you can get Sanae to take a break as we-
“Hello hello!”
A cheery voice makes itself known behind you, causing you to jump and almost send yourself tumbling off the roof.
You turn around carefully and floating there behind you. Just above the roof. Is a young woman.
She's hovering with the help of two black wings that are flapping slowly, she has short black hair and bright red eyes, with the traditional cap on her head and the fan sticking out of her belt. It isn't hard to recognize her for a Tengu.
“...Hello.” You return the greeting. Idly reaching a hand into your pocket.
“Always friendly and honest reporter Aya Shameimaru here! I have heard there was a newcomer at the temple, and I do say...”
She fans herself with a hand. “Not bad, not bad at all.”
You look down at your seat stained shirt and rather messy jeans.
Reporter... right.
There's a clacking sound as someone lands on the roof, a glance behind you shows Sanae. She's looking at Aya, with a rather annoyed expression on her features.
“Aya. Good morning.” She says curtly.
The Tengu nods and floats a bit closer to you.
“So tell me, how would you feel about an interview? The people are dying to know about the newcomers!”
Chapter 21: Interview
Chapter Text
Yeah... you can work with this.
“I don't see why not, but can we do it... not on the roof? I have tiles drying.”
Aya lets out a happy sound and flaps her wings, hopping over both you and Sanae and landing on the grounds below.
You and Sanae share a glance and head down yourselves.
The Tengu has produced a notepad and is scribbling some things.
“Ayumu?” Sanae says quietly.
“Hmm?”
“I am going to head inside to freshen up, be careful how you handle her... she can be... aggressive.”
You nod and turn your attention back to the Tengu.
“Aya, please do not take too long, as we are about to be having lunch.” Sanae says in her normal voice as she starts heading into the temple.
Aya gives a thumbs up and walks up to you, she's holding a notebook with decorations of fall leaves all over its back, and she is making use of a rather modern pen.
“Sooo... first things first?” Aya starts. “Who am I speaking to?”
“I am Ayumu.” You state succinctly.
“No last name?” She queries.
You shrug. “Lost it in an accident years ago.”
She gives you an odd look but writes it down anyway in her notepad.
“Alright... and what do you do?”
“Currently?” You look back towards the temple. “Shrine worker. I help out around here for the most part, still getting everything put together.”
“Ah, so you are a new arrival then?”
You nod. “One week ago to the day, arrived on the train along with several others. I ended up going with the Moriya shrine."
“And what species of Youkai are you?” She asks, you note she's still writing even after she writes down your apparent answers.
“Spirit.”
“Can you go into more detail?”
You think about it a moment. You suppose you aren't really hiding out in Gensokyo to be honest, and there are other foxes here aswell... that and you have a feeling she would dig until she found out.
“Fox spirit.”
She writes down the information eagerly.
“So how are you liking everything so far?”
“It's been... nice. The people here are quite friendly for the most part and I've been quite welcome, and the landscape is beautiful"
You smile at her and put just the tiniest bit of charm into your words. “The people are beautiful aswell.”
She blushes, just a little.
“And your hosts? The Moriya?” She queries.
“They have been more than gracious hosts, they've helped me get settled and have been a boon to know all around. I don't think I would have gotten off nearly as well without them.”
“Oh? Even with their reputation?” She asks. It could be taken in a negative fashion, but she honestly sounds curious.
You respond. “The difference between a good reputation and a bad one is ten minutes. I know the story... and as long as someone is willing to make a difference. I fail to see why it would I should be bothered by it.... And frankly as long as they are willing to try and fix it, I don't see why they wouldn't be allowed to work over their errors.”
Not as long as you can do something about it anyway. Perhaps you've gotten too attached, it has only been seven days after all... But you haven't had any real companionship in decades... and they've honestly been so openly helpful and honest with you that you cannot help but appreciate it.
“Might I ask what you were doing before you came to Gensokyo?”
Right... how to word this. “Jack of all trades, helped solve problems and things of that nature. Helped with investigations and the sort.”
Scribbling.
“Alright, so what brought the move then?”
You shrug again. “I moved in from Tokyo, things are not going great for Yokai on the outside at the moment, as the world gets more modern we get left behind. I was stubborn about it for awhile before coming over myself.”
“I had some... people I know who stayed behind, but I had enough of it and came myself.” You finish.
“Not homesick then?”
You shake your head. “None, this has so far been an improvement.”
“Alright! Thank you for the information, this will make a good article, could I bother you for a picture?”
She produces a digital camera from a small satchel with a smile.
“Sure I don't see why no-”
Your eyes lock behind her, you raise a shaking hand in a point just over her shoulder.
She jerks back around to see... nothing.
She looks around confused for a moment, before turning back to look at you, even more confusion on her features as you have replaced your work clothes with your business suit.
“Apologies, thought I saw an old friend of mine, can we take that picture?”
“...How did you?” She trails off.
“Trade secret I'm afraid.”
She pulls out the notebook again and scribbles something down, leaving you to stand there with your hands in your pockets as she does so.
She puts it back just as quickly and pulls out the camera again.
“Say cheese!” She clicks the shutter button on the camera... you wonder how this one is going to turn out, article wise.
Then again, you didn't exactly agree to this to get your name in the papers.
“I thank you for your contribution to the Bunbunmaru news!” She bows and turns on her heels, clearly intending to leave.
“I'm sorry miss?”
She pauses mid step.
“Could I ask you some questions aswell if you don't mind?”
“Oho? Have my charms worked already?” She turns around with a smile on her face.
You return the smile and put a bit of charm into your voice again. “Oh indeed you are quite charming, from your beautiful wings to your sharp sense of dress, but I was hoping you could answer some questions about the Tengu?”
“If you do not mind of course.”
She nods with another light blush on her features.
“I was wondering about the Tengu village for starters, do they accept visitors? I would love to meet my neighbors.”
She replies cheefully. “Yes we do! However the village is guarded so you will have to announce your presence first to the guards, they watch the paths.”
“Thank you, and could you tell me more about Bunbunmaru? I've never seen a Tengu run newspaper.”
At that she puffs her chest out proudly. “That would be because it is the first! Bunbunmaru is the premier Tengu newspaper in Gensokyo! Made, edited, and written by me."
“I only saw bits of it I'm afraid, but it did seem like an excellent read yes.” She smiles at the praise.
And now for the actual point of this conversation.
You put in just the last bit more of magic into your words. “And lastly about that incident the other day, have the Tengu learned anything new? Regarding the Gashadokuro?”
She hesitates for a moment, then bites her lip and shakes her head.
“The Moriya shrine is currently looking into it, if the premier journalist in Gensokyo found anything out, could you let us know?”
She nods once more.
You smile and remove the effect. “Thank you for your time Aya, it was a pleasure meeting you, and I truly hope you have a lovely afternoon.” You bow.
She blinks rapidly, then shakes her head. “Ah yes, the pleasure was all mine, I do hope we can speak again in the future!” Returning the bow as she says that.
She kicks off the ground with a smile on her face, her wings flap once, then as soon as she was there... she's gone.
...Quite fast.
If she was good enough to sneak in and take a picture of you and Kanako without either noticing, she might be able to find a lead on our two culprits aswell.
You'd feel a little guilty about the charm... but she wont have realized anything about its effects.
That and you really don't appreciate having being put on the front page of a gossip mag.
You switch your clothes back to normal and head back into the temple. Maybe after this you can setup shop again...
- - -
You enter the main hall and turn to head into the dining area, Suwako and Sanae are there already.
Sanae smiles as you walk in. “Did the interview go well?”
You shrug. “Well enough, I think I even managed to talk her into helping us out if she discovers anything related to the incident.”
She blinks in surprise. “How did you manage that?”
“I can be very persuasive when I want to be.”
You take a brief glance around. “Any idea what Kanako is making?”
Sanae wrings her hands. “I'm... afraid not, she wouldn't let me into the kitchen.”
She hesitantly looks out the door. “Maybe we should have had that interview at the Tengu village.” She murmers.
Just as she does so Kanako walks in carrying several plates.
Upon which sit several... sandwiches?
She sets the plates down in front of everybody... it appears to be... beef? With some sauce you don't recognize. It looks fairly normal.
Kanako starts happily digging into hers without waiting, while Suwako and Sanae stare at theirs hesitantly.
You reach down and grab yours, from close up it looks normal aswell. You slowly take a bite.
It's... quite bland to be honest. You can hardly taste the meat, it has a little kick to it, but nothing you can't handle, whatever this sauce is, it is overpowering the taste of everything else. You've had worse you suppose.
After watching your reaction Suwako and Sanae reach for theirs and take a bite each, their faces turn red soon after, and they grab their water and start chugging.
Kanako for her part smiles and continues eating happily, either not noticing, or not caring about the plight of her adopted daughter and fellow goddess.
You shrug and take another bite, what can you say, you like spicy food.
- - -
After lunch... with Sanae and Suwako taking longer than you and Kanako to finish, Suwako starts talking to you.
“How much longer do ya think ya got till your done with the roof?”
“About... an hour, hour and a half maybe, I don't know how long Sanae's job is going to take however.”
Suwako nods. “You will be going out with me this afternoon.”
“Oh? Where are we going?”
“We'll be going to a doctors office just outside of the human village, head doctor theirs a genius, was hoping she might have some tips on fighting the mallets effects.
“It being used on the Gashadokuro was bad. It being used on Remilia's sister is worse... much much worse.
“If we can find a way to cancel out its effects without combat, t'would be a boon.”
You nod, though your not quite sure why'd she need you aswell for that, you had planned on helping Sanae once you finish with your task.
“Alright, I'll certainly meet up with you when I finish.”
You head outside with Sanae and get back to task. It takes about as long as you said, with a grunt of satisfaction you lay down the last of the tile replacements. Should hold for awhile, and fix any possible leaks.
Your feeling of satisfaction lasts about as long as it takes to look around the grounds... broken fences, collapsed structures... right.
You head back inside and grab a quick shower, changing into more fresh clothes aswell. Time to meet the doctor you suppose.
Never been much for them... though mostly because of the fact that it is extremely difficult to get you actually sick.
You head through the temple and knock on Suwako's door.
“It's open!” A cheery voice responds.
You open the door and peer inside, Suwako's stuffing a bag with something, though from this angle you can't see what, she closes it and swings it around a shoulder. Turning to you with a grin on her face.
“All ready to go then?”
You nod and move aside the door, allowing her through. “Lead the way.”
- - -
You both step off the front porch and into the air. Sanae already has half of the roof done, you wonder what they even plan to do with all of these structures once finished.
You fly with the goddess down the mountain and over the forest, before eventually passing over the human village and setting down on the road on the eastern side, around halfway between the village and the bamboo forest.
You look around... no, no buildings have popped up since the last time you were here.
“The doctor's office around here then? I'm afraid I didn't see anything last time I was out this way.”
Suwako points towards the bamboo forest. “Called Eientei, resident doctors for the Human Village for the most part.”
“They live in the Bamboo forest? Isn't that a tad dangerous? And rather inconvenient for anyone seeking you know... a doctor?”
Suwako shrugs. “They generally send people out instead of people coming to them, and they got a practice in the village 'swell. The doctor stays in Eientei however.” With that she readjusts the bag and starts walking towards the bamboo forest.
You've been walking a good five minutes before she speaks up again.
“How's things with the mallet? Have ya had any more... experiences?”
You shake your head in the negative. “I've had two dreams since then, no signs of the mallet thankfully.”
She sighs, but gains a small smile. “That's good then... much longer and I was afraid it would be bad for ya mental health.” You think back to the time you met her in the garden.
“Yes... yes I'd agree, thank you again.”
You realize... this is probably the first time you've spent time alone with Suwako since she showed you a brief tour of the village, and no the dream doesn't count.
You don't actually know her that well to be honest.
“So how's all this work anyway?” You ask as you walk down the path together.
“Mm? How's what work?”
“A shrine with two gods, how does that work exactly?”
Suwako shrugs again. “I'm Suwako Moriya, and the Moriya Shrine is my shrine, long ways back me and Kanako got into some disagreements, after some... fights. It led to be a dual worship shrine. She handles the showy bits, while I do the people bit, it worked out pretty well for awhile.
“ 'course as you can probably tell that didn't last forever, though you'd probably know yourself Mr Tokyo.” She giggles.
Yeah... you know more about their situation than she probably is aware of.
Suwako looks towards the sky a moment, before turning her attention towards you.
“How 'bout you then?”
“What's your story? If ya don't mind me asking? What were you doing before you came 'ere?”
Chapter 22: The Past
Chapter Text
You look to the side and think. It would be… a big step to tell them… or Suwako anyway, so by extension all of them. You’d be giving them your trust, have they earned it?
You sigh and look towards the goddess.
“I am a Fox Spirit of the Shinjo clan; we lived in the Miyagi Mountains.”
- - -
You awaken with a grunt as a weight lands on your chest.
The weight giggles. “Come on Ayumu! It’s time for breakfast!” You open your eyes to see Akiya, her single tail swishing happily behind her. You slowly reach up a hand to pat her on the head a little, and then promptly push her off your chest.
She tumbles off with more giggles.
You sit up groggily; the Kit running back out of the room… little brat.
You sit yourself up and grab your clothes, throwing them on and stepping out into the open hallway.
The early summer sun is just barely cresting between the mountains off into the distance, casting light over the village. Most everyone is already up for the most part, parents getting to work while the kits run around.
You walk down and into the main room, mother and father sitting at the table while your sister still runs around excitedly.
Mom and dad greet you as you walk in and sit down. Your father shoots a hand out to his side and catches your sister by the neck of her kimono, hoisting her up and into his lap.
“Anything special today?” You ask.
Father grunts. “You’ll be heading on your trip today remember?
“Down south to Edo with Asahi and Himari to see about setting up shop.”
You’d really rather not… but you’d also like to not be set on fire so you nod. “Alright, I suppose I’ll catch up with them after breakfast.”
It isn’t but a short time later that one of the servants arrives with the food and you dig into it… while you think. Edo huh… largest city in the world. Should be… interesting.
- - -
“I ran a shop in Tokyo, as a Fox Spirit I can be very useful in all sorts of tasks, my family ran several such places. We generally looked did investigations, searching for things that people paid us to search for, and other… more clandestine activities.”
“Wetwork?” Suwako asks.
You shake your head. “Sometimes they did yes, but I didn’t bother with it, there are more than enough places to get that done in Tokyo.”
- - -
You readjust yourself in the bouncing cart as it continues to make its way down the road, Asahi and Himari are sitting a ways ahead of you, a four tails and a five tails respectively.
They’ve been to Edo before, but this will be your first time, as a two tails you don’t get out of the Miyagi area that much, this is by far the furthest you’ve been away from home.
“Oi! Ayumu!” Asahi shouts, getting your attention. You look up, he’s pointing off ahead.
In the distance is… a city absolutely massive in scale. Tall buildings made of stone and other material shoot up into the air, and even from here you can see people on the roads and the fields surrounding it, and farther off in the bay are boats.
“Is that… Edo?” You ask.
Himari nods. “That would be it; we’ll be setting up on the western edge of the city.”
You turn your attention over to the western edge, house after house after house, there must be a million people here…
You take it all in… quite a change from a village of barely three hundred.
- - -
“Ran my shop for quite some time, was successful enough I guess.” You shrug your shoulders.
- - -
You close the box, it’s a good chunk to send home to the clan again this month, you were worried when Himari and Asahi went back to Miyagi, but you’ve held up the shop well enough... You do miss home though, you absentmindedly rub the ring on your finger, a gift from your father… said to bring luck. He basically threw it at you when you got on the cart, he wasn't the best at father-son talks.
You take a look outside the window; it is a busy day as always. People… humans coming and going on whatever daily chores or desires they see fit to do. Perhaps you’ll close the shop early today.
Just as you stand up from behind the counter to switch the sign on the door it bursts open.
Rushing in comes a young woman, you barely have time to make a noise of surprise before she launches herself into your chest, sending you flying backwards into your counter.
You regain your bearings to see two black fox ears sticking out of the girls head, and there is a single tail waving around wildly behind her.
“Good evening Akiya, I don’t suppose I missed a letter about an impending visit did I?”
Little sister only nuzzles further into your chest, leaving you to sigh and rub her head. You can count yourself lucky that it is rather hard to see into your shop.
“You are almost fifty little one… you can’t act like this forever.”
More happy noises and nuzzling.
You let out an effected sigh. “You know… if you don’t let go I can’t give you a tour of the town and play with you.”
She squeals happily and jumps back up.
“How did you even get here anyway?” You ask.
She giggles. “I asked mom and dad and they let me come visit you!”
… You are a very bad liar dear sister.
“Alright, let’s get going then, but stay close to me. This is no town for cute little foxes like you at night!”
She raises her hood above her ears, the tail sliding through a hole in her dress that is covered by clever layering of cloth. She reaches out an eager hand and you grasp it, leading her into the town.
- - -
“I’ve vaguely heard of that clan, but know next to nothing about them, you one of the last?” Suwako asks.
You shake your head. “No, we just mostly keep to ourselves.”
- - -
“So what brought this all about anyway?” You ask as you lead your little sister back to your home.
She kicks the dirt a little, hanging her head. “Mommy said I have to get married soon.”
You laugh. “Married? Whatever for?”
“To another one-tail of the Isawa clan, with the foxes going away we’re supposed to be unifying the clan.”
Ah… a political marriage… it makes sense, between being chased off by humans and various internal wars... the Foxes, along with most other Youkai have been having population issues.
It makes sense, but you don’t know quite what to think about it being your little sister.
“When is this supposed to take place?” You ask, opening the door to your house.
Your little sister steps inside, her mood changing immediately for the better as she enters ‘big brothers’ house.
She’s looking all around the place, sniffing and picking things.
“Sister.”
She pays no attention, currently searching her way through your bookshelves.
“Akiya!”
She yelps and hops to attention, jumping to face you.
“When is this wedding supposed to take place?”
“End of the month.”
You walk over and rub her head again, a happy expression coming over her features as her tail wags underneath her outfit. “Then I suppose I’ll have to stop by to see my cute little sisters wedding wont I?”
She nods happily under the attention. You don’t agree with this, you REALLY don’t agree with this. But you can at least make your sister happier, and find out what is going on exactly. You can afford to close up shop for awhile.
- - -
“So what finally moved you over then? I figured most of the foxes would stick to their clans until the very end.” She looks to you, and then to the forest, it’ll probably just be another minute or two of walking.
“Eh, I and my family weren’t really that close, and business was dead in Tokyo for the most part, they’ll come over if they come over.”
- - -
You run through the flames, your old home burning above you as you carry your sister on your back. “Just a bit farther little one, we’re almost there, mother and father are waiting for you.”
You feel her nod against your back, she’s barely conscious.
You burst through a side wall and into the open air; the village is burning around you, masked figures in blue tabards burning the town and butchering the people. Both the Isawa and the Shinjo are shown no mercy, but you cannot stop to help.
You sprint as fast as you possibly can, pumping magic into your legs as you burst past the figures. A few move to stop you but you are thankfully faster as you sprint out of the village and into the forest.
You run for a good fifteen minutes before you are sure you aren’t being followed anymore, and you come to a stop near an old tree, panting. A sharp pain tears through your leg as you do so.
You hiss and look down; apparently someone got you with an arrow at some point. You didn’t even notice until now, you had more important things on your mind.
You gently lay your sister against the tree, she’s pale… there’s a bloody stain on the front of her shirt where she was stabbed.
You gingerly kneel down next to her, the arrow digging into your skin further, causing you to grunt in pain.
“Ayumu?” Your sister says, in a weak voice. “Are you okay?”
You try to smile, but from the dullness of her eyes you doubt she can see it.
“Yes little one, I’m okay, mother and father are waiting just a bit farther ahead. Do you think you can be brave for me?”
She shakily nods.
You tear off a piece of your Yukata and stuff it into your mouth, then you reach down and snap the arrow in half, pulling the other half through your leg.
“Al… alright little sister, just hold on for me okay?” You stand back up unsteadily and scoop her back into your arms; you don’t have anywhere to take her, but you have to get away from the village. There’s another village, a human village about another twenty minutes away at a full sprint.
You push the magic into your legs again, agonizing pain tearing through your leg as you put all of your weight onto it and kick off again.
- - -
“Well… for my part I ‘ppreciate your efforts so far, you’ve done more for us than I expected, don’t take that the wrong way.” She shakes her head with a grin.
“You’ve helped with a lot more than what you signed up for, and Sanae’s almost latching onto you like an older brother, you have a way with kids, you know that?”
You smile back. “Yeah, it has always been a skill of mine, she has good mothers though.”
The goddess smiles at the praise as you head into the bamboo forest.
- - -
“Akiya? Akiya wake up little one, mother and father are here. I just need you to stay awake a bit longer while we take care of you okay?”
You hold her head in your hands, her gaze distant; you’re still a good ten minutes away from the human village.
Her face is as pale as snow.
“Mother?” She asks, her voice just barely coming out. “I… I can’t see you, are you okay mommy?”
You put your magic into your voice, it’s timbre a perfect match for your late mother. “Yes sweetie everything’s okay, we’re going to get you fixed up now.”
“I just need you to stay awake for mommy okay? Daddy’s gone to get help from the humans, you remember how much you liked playing with them?”
She doesn’t respond… her eyes are glazed over. “Sweetie? Stay awake for mommy.”
Her head goes limp in your hands.
No…
The entire front of her Yukata is stained red… even if she had made it to the village…
You gently lay her down on the ground, and for the last time you can remember, you cry.
- - -
“I don’t regret coming here, it’s… nicer here. There was truly nothing left for me in Tokyo.” You shrug your shoulders.
“How far away is Eientei?” You ask, trying to change the subject.
The goddess looks around at the Bamboo. “Oh, round ‘bout three minutes from here actually. Once you know your way through the woods aint nothin’ too far away.”
That doesn’t really make sense, but you nod anyway.
You follow along; it’s actually much more pleasant in here with the sun out, highly populated by animals aswell.
She cuts a path through the wood, clearly as familiar with it as she says.
When, just as you move to take another step, you hear what sounds like… a cry for help? It’s faint, just barely beyond the edge of your hearing.
Suwako doesn’t seem to notice as she continues moving on ahead.
“Er, Suwako?” You say, looking off into the direction you heard the noise.
You hear her stop. “Yo!”
You point off towards the direction of the noise. “Are you… hearing that?”
You turn your gaze towards her, she’s squinting and has a hand cupped to one of ears, then she nods.
“Yes… I do… if only one of us heard it I’d put it as a trick of the forest, but if we both heard it something must really be goin’ on.
“Come on, follow me, and be careful, not everything in this forest is friendly.” Suwako finishes, before moving towards the source of the cries.
They are still sounding out, it sounds like a good hundred yards or so to the east, it sounds… young and female.
You follow after Suwako, cutting a path through the forest, when you come across… a road?
You look to the left and right, a plain dirt road is cutting through the center of the forest, to the left off in the distance the road goes off for a bit before making a sharp corner.
The path to the right it leads… out of the forest, you can see the village in the distance.
… Son of a bitch.
Another cry for help distracts you from your well deserved feelings of irritation. In the center of the path is a large… pitfall. Suwako’s peering into it with her hands on her hips.
You walk up and peer inside as well.
Inside is a young woman, a conical hat sitting on her head with purple hair coming out from underneath it and down her back. She’s wearing an outfit your familiar with seeing on the villagers, along with a large bundle or pack on her back.
However far more interesting is she is currently lying on her side in some apparent pit trap, halfway buried it appears, the dirt must have tumbled in when she fell, as her arms are currently buried into the walls of the pit itself.
Either that or this is a rather elaborate form of execution.
“Yo! Reisen, need a hand down there?” Suwako calls down to the figure.
The figure stops their shouting and looks up hopefully, having been paying more attention to freeing her arms.
“Suwako? What in the name o-
She cuts herself off. “Gah never mind that, yes please a little help?!”
Suwako reaches over and taps you on the back. “Go on, I got this thing on my back and I don’t want to jostle it too bad.” Pointing over her shoulder for emphasis.
You nod and gently float down into the base of the pit.
She is indeed rather well stuck; her arms are trapped at the wrist, making freeing them underneath the heavy load of dirt rather difficult by oneself.
If not near impossible for a human anyway.
“Hold on… I gotcha.” You place your hand, fingers first against the dirt above her first trapped arm.
“Alright, when I say pull, do so as hard and fast as you can okay?” She nods.
“Alright… one… two… three… PULL!” You shove your hand forward, your strength carving through the dirt and creating a gap of free space above her trapped arm, which she yanks out.
You promptly do the same for the other one gently hoist her up and out of the pit.
“Are you okay miss?” You ask looking her over, besides being filthy she appears to be otherwise fine.
She shakes the sleeves of her outfit, sending dirt flying off, and then gives herself a look over.
“Yes… I should be fine. Though I’ll need to go back and change.” She looks up and smiles sweetly at the two of you.
Another one with red eyes?
“That’s perfect then, we were just heading to Eientei ourselves!” Suwako says happily.
The woman looks nervous. “Heading… to Eientei? Do you need medicine? I have some in my pack that I was taking to the human village!”
Suwako shakes her head. “No that’s fine; we were actually hoping to speak with Eirin.”
The woman manages to look even more nervous.
“Ah… that’s… okay then. I’ll be heading back there, but you know the way already.” The woman bows and starts walking down the path leaving you both to watch her.
“That was… odd.”
Suwako nods. “I think ya would be hard pressed to find anyone who lives in these woods who aint.
“These woods do things to people, and half of it is their fault to begin with.”
“It’s just a bit farther, just stay off the road.” You nod and follow her back into the forest, cutting a path near, but not on the road.
“Any particular reason why?” You ask.
The goddess looks at it as she walks, then turns her gaze forward again. “Ya feel like stepping in a pit trap aswell?
“Rabbits make their dwelling here, prank loving bunch.”
Ah…
- - -
You follow her the rest of the way through the forest, staying near, but never on the road as you make your way.
You turn at the bend and a large structure comes into view.
It’s a walled complex set in a clearing in the bamboo. In the center set in a garden is an old fashioned manor house, wooden with a blue tiled roof. There is a simple sign next to the opening in the walls reading simply.
‘Eientei’
Around the grounds you see… rabbits, white brown and black hopping about, there are some actual apparent people moving about as well.
Young girls and boys running about, wearing simple peasants clothing, you’d think them human at first, but then you see the large rabbit ears sticking out of their heads.
Rabbit spirits?
Some are playing, others are lazing about in the afternoon sun.
There’s a pair of them conversing with the woman you saw earlier.
“I take it this is the clinic then?” You ask, feeling you already knowing the answer.
The goddess nods. “Yep don’t worry ‘bout none of them, they are friendly.”
You step out of the forest and find yourself near the front gate along with Suwako. The rabbits, human and otherwise turn to look at the two of your curiously. The two conversing with the woman snap crisp salutes at her and run inside.
She follows soon after.
“Lead the way.”
Suwako walks into the complex and you follow, any noise is drowned out by the… squeaking of the rabbits, they stare and hop about the both of you as you walk past.
Stopping for none of them Suwako approaches the front door and slides it open, you follow her inside and close it behind you. It’s…
A doctor’s office, you don’t know what you honestly expected. A counter sits against the far wall, while chairs are sat around in various spots. There’s nobody manning the counter however, nor are they any patients.
“Aight, we’re just here to seek possible cures for the mallets effects.” Suwako says slowly, turning to look at you.
“I… am aware.” You respond, looking at her oddly.
“The doctor may try to sell you miracle medicines, she’s a genius, but she’s odd.” She explains.
“Odd, right got it.” Oh yes, dear Alice, most everyone is odd here.
She heads towards a hallway to the right and down it. It’s every bit the manor house, besides the front lobby you suppose. Sliding door after sliding door, Suwako however pays none of them any attention.
You walk for what feels like a good couple of minutes, which is rather odd since your pretty sure at this point you should have walked clean out of the building again.
It’s come to your attention that this house probably has near the same properties the forest around it does. However thankfully Suwako eventually comes across a sliding door she eventually sees fit to open.
She does so with gusto, revealing a long set of stairs going down.
It’s a stone staircase, going down, and down, and down. To the point you can’t see the end of it.
“Why do I feel like I’m in a funhouse?”
The goddess chuckles, then heads down the dark staircase.
- - -
It goes down and down for quite a ways, though it is actually lit despite what you first thought, your vision was compensating for how dim it was but there are actually small lights set into the stone stairs themselves.
It’s another good minute of walking before they end before a large metal door.
Suwako opens it without any fanfare, revealing a large chamber.
It… looks like a lab you’d see in a generic movie, a tall wall and ceiling made out of white stone, filled with lab equipment and computers.
It even has large opaque tubes filled with some form of mysterious fluid, the kind that the monster would burst out of dramatically later in the film.
“Really getting the mad scientist vibe from this.”
Suwako shoots you a cautious look, but before she can say anything a voice speaks up.
“Oh? Do I have visitors?”
You hear a chair roll across the floor, and in the corner of the room a woman you didn’t notice before sits up from a desk chair, having been apparently working on a computer.
She’s in a square patterned red and blue ensemble, with an old fashioned nurses cap. Long silver hair runs down her back and down to her waist in a ponytail.
“Good afternoon Eirin, apologies for arriving unannounced. This is Ayumu a tenant of our shrine; we were both hoping to pick your brain for information.”
You bow to her, though she doesn’t return it.
“As do most in Gensokyo, what does the Moriya shrine require of me?” That’s… more than a little condescending.
“Someone has stolen the miracle mallet from the Inchlings.
“They are using it to effect the mind of whomever they wish, causing a large increase of aggression, and more than a modest power boost.
“The effect goes away if the victim takes enough hurt. But we were hoping you might know of a way to counteract such an effect, as if they pick the right targets… a power boost would be enough to make that near impossible.”
The woman scratches underneath her chin, before turning away from the both of you and starts rapidly typing on a computer.
You cast an awkward eye towards Suwako, she simply shrugs and starts wandering about the lab.
Right…
You stand there with your hand in your pockets, watching the various computers run equations too fast to make out, and vials upon vials of liquids set into shelves on the walls.
With the sound of a rolling chair again Eirin moves away from her desk, grabbing the attention of both you and Suwako in the process.
“I can do it, but it wouldn’t be ready for a week at least, keep in mind such an agent would have to be extremely fast acting, and would need to be administered via syrette.
“Assuming you plan on administering it in combat anyway.”
Suwako nods. “Yeah I figured you could, and that’s fine, I figured you wouldn’t appreciate someone knocking one of yours with it.”
Suwako unhooks the bag from her shoulder and tosses it towards Eirin who catches it out of the air. Looking at it curiously she opens up the top of the bag and looks inside. A wide grin comes across her features as she does so.
“Oh yes… just come by in about a week, I will definitely have something for you, to test no need to discuss payment.” She says, a rather odd twinkle in her eye.
That’s… a little creepy.
“Agreed, come on Ayumu, let’s leave her to her work.”
The goddess walks past you and through the metal doors, while Eirin doesn’t even say goodbye as she moves back over to a desk to start typing on a computer again.
…So that’s the town’s doctor.
You think you’ll stick to the Vet, probably safer.
- - -
You catch up to the goddess outside in the hallway; she’s leaning against the wall with her hands in the pockets.
“That’s the town doctor? Really?” You ask.
Suwako shrugs. “It’s her off day, normally she’s working in the clinic, and I’m told she’s more personable there. Sanae doesn’t get sick, and I and Kanako can’t so I wouldn’t really know.”
She looks to the right and left for a moment, before leaning over and whispering conspiratorially. “Hey, wanna meet Kaguya? Else we can head back to the village or the shrine or somethin’.”
“Kaguya, like we were talking about the other day? Bamboo shoot?”
Suwako nods with a grin. “One and the same, she lives here, figured I could introduce you if you want, else we could head back, we still got some time to kill before… dinner.” She finishes, shuddering a little as she finishes the sentence.
You have some things you could check out in the village, the job board for instance, but the possibility to see a literal legend is also rather tempting.
Chapter 23: Legends
Chapter Text
“I would like to meet her yes. I’m more than a little curious.”
Suwako smirks and looks to the left and right down the hallway, seeing nobody she slowly moves over to the door just across the hall and raps on the paper.
Silence responds at first, then after a moment.
“Enter.” A female voice replies.
Suwako slides the door open revealing an expansive room. It goes back a good fourty yards. Large tables run down the middle of it, and across all the walls are bookshelves.
At the very end of the room is a balcony behind a closed western style door. Through its windows from here you can only see darkness.
It appears to be a very large study.
You hear the close of a heavy book, and it draws your attention to the right. Standing next to a nearby bookshelf is a young woman with long black hair. She tucks the book she was apparently reading under one arm and smiles at the two of you.
“Good evening Lady Suwako, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Good evenin’ yerself.” The goddess points a thumb at you with a smirk. “We got ourselves a new tenant at the shrine, and since we were in the area I thought I’d introduce him.”
The woman bows, an action which you mirror.
“Then good evening sir, I am Kaguya Houraisen, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
So… this is Princess Kaguya then, eternal beauty of the moon.
Her dress is a made of fine material, and is a light pink, not like you'd imagine, but a delicate, flowery thing. It is matched against a burgundy skirt going down as far as to hide her feet.
Her hair is of blacken strand, and her face is the color of porcelain, finely carved with two ruby red eyes which reflect the light around them like a clear pool of water.
This is the beauty that caused bitter clan wars and drove men to their doom.
Not bad ...but you could do better.
“The pleasure is all mine, I am Ayumu, a newcomer here in Gensokyo and as Suwako stated a tenant at the Moriya shrine.”
“Oh? An outsider perchance?” She asks, covering the lower half of her face with a sleeve, her eyes betraying her curiosity.
You nod. “Yes, arrived from Tokyo last week to the day in fact.”
She claps her hands and tilts her head to the side with a smile. “How wonderful! It has been quite some time since I have been outside of Gensokyo.”
“Tell me; is everything well in the mainland?”
You shrug. “Same as it has ever been I suppose. No wars or anything of that nature, for Japan at least.”
She smile widens. “That is most wonderful news; I fear it is hard at times to get current information here in Eientei.”
“Did you both come just to visit me?” She asks, looking between the two of you.
Suwako shakes her head. “Nah, actually we came by to tell Eirin about an incident in progress, ya hear about it?”
She shakes her head. “I’m afraid this would be the first I have heard of any incident, what is the matter?”
Sanae clicks her tongue. “Someone’s gone and stolen away the inchlin’ princess and taken the Miracle mallet. You know ‘bout either of those things? Historically speakin’?”
Kaguya looks up towards the ceiling, and then raises a finger into the air as her eyes widen. She spins on the spot and starts walking towards the back of the room.
“Er…” You say intelligently.
“Come on, she does this from time to time.” Suwako says, following after the princess.
Kaguya has stopped at a bookshelf near the balcony. She’s moving down the rows, her fingertip brushing covers as she looks for something in particular.
Then, with a pleased sound she grabs a tome bound in black, she pockets it under her arm, setting the book she already had to the side.
She then walks over to the balcony door and opens it, beckoning you through.
You do so, stepping through the balcony. There’s a small table with some chairs set near it, and a wrought iron frame around the balcony frames the view of…
Oh… oh my.
You look out and see what you thought was darkness was actually the space between stars.
The sun is off in the distance to the left, though you do not need to shield your eyes from its gaze, and to your right is the moon, it can’t be more eight thousand miles away.
You turn back to look inside, yep, the house is still there as Kaguya walks through the door and takes a seat by the table. Suwako for her part, is already sitting there.
You tear your gaze away from… everything. And make your way to the table, pulling aside a seat and sitting down on it.
And to think, this house was almost starting to be normal for a minute.
Kaguya takes the book and places it on the table, then opens it to a middle page.
“I’m afraid I never had the chance to meet them myself, but I do have a book about them. Please Suwako, take a look.” Suwako leans over and grabs the book, reading it.
Kaguya turns to you in the meantime, a large smile on her voice.
“Would you be bothered if I were to ask you some questions?”
You shake your head.
“Lovely! I was hoping you could get me up to date on the world outside.”
- - -
You’ve spent a good half hour discussing the outside world with Kaguya, when Suwako places the book back on the table.
She tucks her arms into her sleeves and lets out a deep sigh.
“Sadly nothing we haven’t really learned so far.
“At this point we’re gonna need to be tracking down our culprits, less their methods.
“Yet on that front we don’t have any leads, and I’m loathe to go after ‘em more before we have word from Eirin.”
Kaguya bows her head a little. “My apologies I could not assist further, if you could give me a description of whom you are after, I could have the rabbits look into it? At least if the culprits enter the forest at any rate.”
“If yer willing, I certainly wouldn’t be able to say no, we aint exactly got any leads on their location.”
Kaguya smiles and nods. “I most certainly am and certainly can, is there anything else?”
You and Suwako share a look, and you shrug your shoulders.
“Naw, that’ll be all, but I appreciate you giving us your time.” Suwako bows and you do as well, with farewells you both step outside the room and back into the hallway.
“She seemed friendly enough.” You say.
“Kaguya? Yeah, she’s good folk, doesn’t get out much.”
You nod. “Yeah, she certainly had enough questions to prove that, doesn’t like humans?”
Suwako looks off down the hallway. “Nah, it’s a long story, and probably one I shouldn’t be tellin’.”
“Come on, let’s get out of here before something silly happens.”
You nod and follow her back down the hallway; interestingly it’s only about a thirty second walk this time before you make it back into the lobby, this time the counter is manned however, another rabbit eared girl is sitting on a stool behind it, reading a magazine.
She doesn’t even give you the time of day as you walk past and out into the yard.
The sun is about halfway to setting, at least going by the sunlight remaining in the sky, you can’t actually see the damn thing in this forest.
You turn to look at the yard when - “Good evening!”
A cheerful voice grabs your attention.
Standing at just about three feet tall is a young girl. Two twin rabbit ears sticking out of her head nestled in black hair; she’s wearing a pink dress and is smiling sweetly at the two of you.
“Well aint this a rare sight! The Moriya come to visit?” The girl says, her voice light and childish.
“Evenin’ Tewi, just leaving actually.” Suwako says.
“Ohoho! I smell something interesting. Do tell.”
Suwako shakes her head. “Lookin’ into a possible incident, Kaguya will tell ya the details I’m sure.” Suwako says to the young girl, then with a nod moves past towards the gates, the little rabbit looks at her leaving for a moment then turns her gaze towards you with a grin.
“And who might you be?” She wiggles a small necklace she’s holding, a small carrot ornament. “Looking for some luck? Us earth rabbits can make anyone lucky you know, for just a small… incentive.”
The smile she is giving to you at first glance is friendly, but…
“Ayumu, and no thank you, I am fine, just passing through.”
“Liaaar~” She says in a singsong voice.
She then blinks, sniffing the air a little.
“Aha…”
Her grin drops from her face, replaced by a scared expression.
“A… a fox!” She jerks back, before covering her face with her ears. “Please don’t eat me mister! Tewi doesn't taste good!”
She’s shaking, and that combined with her pulling the ears like a child would a blanket serves to make her adorable.
Unfortunately for her, you can also tell she’s faking it. “Yes, and you do look DELICIOUS. Why… I think I might just have to… leave.”
You turn around and follow after Suwako, hearing an annoyed sound from behind you.
“Youkai animals, I swear.” You say as you approach Suwako.
She smirks. “Don’t you see the hypoc -“
You hold up a hand. “Oh yes I do, but when I lie I do so with style.”
The goddess giggles, and you walk out of the forest together.
- - -
You step out the other side of the forest, back onto the leading into it. Off in the distance you can see the lights of the Human Village, this may be the first time you’ve seen it at night actually come to think of it.
“Where to now?” You ask, looking at the goddess.
“Weeeeeell.” She says, drawing out the word. “If we rush we would just barely make it in time for dinner. So let’s say we got lost in the bamboo forest and eat something nearby.”
“Was it really that bad?” You ask, it was certainly bland but…
“Yes." She says in a voice that allows no argument. "Now let’s head into the Human Village to grab something.”
You nod and follow after her as she kicks off the ground towards the Human Village.
It’s a short stint of flight until your land just outside the village and head inside, the nightlife is in full swing apparently; human’s having just started milling in bars for the evening. Oni STILL milling in bars, and others just wandering around.
You walk through it all keeping side by side pace with the goddess until you reach the village square.
The day merchants appear to have packed up, having been replaced by various evening entertainers.
You glance about for a moment, and then turn your attention towards Suwako. “Any preference? I’m afraid I’ve only eaten in the village itself once.”
“A few places around here, depends on what you want, any particular preferences?” She asks.
You shrug, and she taps her chin for a moment.
“Well... There’s a pretty good Yakitori place down the southern street that opens at night, and I think there’s a bar ‘round here that serves some decent food, noodle dishes, tofu, that kind of thing.” She explains, shrugging her shoulders.
“… Tofu you say?” A slight eagerness to your words.
She looks at you quizzically, before smiling. “Ah… right, how could I forget, yeah it’s just on the edge of the square actually.”
She points towards a building sitting near one of the corners, it is made in an older style, with people sitting on tables outside under awnings, drinking and eating the night away.
You feel a smile coming on. “Yeah, that seems pretty good.”
You both head in and order some food at the bar before settling at a table outside underneath the night sky.
- - -
It’s a lovely night, there’s almost a little festival going on in the square right now, you don’t know if that’s a nightly thing, or a weekend thing.
But still, dancers, acrobats, a few walking salesmen, you can even see some people selling the oldest profession.
“So Ayumu.” Suwako’s voice breaks you from your gazing, and you turn to look at her across the table.
“I had Kanako tell me something… interesting that you said a couple nights back.”
“Mm?”
“Yeah, she said ya wanted to help fix relations with the underground.” She says, staring at you, no trace of emotion on her face.
Ah.
“Ah. That, yes I did.”
She idly taps her fingers on the table as she continues staring at you. “It unnerved her more than ya know, and I’m curious as to why ya would offer such a thing.”
You at the table for a moment, thinking, then return your gaze to her. “Honestly I’m not much one for keeping debts. “
“I’ve told you my previously line of work, and in such a field, debts are dangerous.
“Not that I expect anything bad from you all to be honest, just you’ve done a lot for me so far and I want to repay that.
“I’m good with people, and people are my business, I’ve had… hints of how things used to be for the Moriya shrine, from snippets I’ve picked up here and there, and I thought I could help you out.
“Doesn’t hurt that I have an apparent bridge with Yuugi either.” You finish with a shrug.
She stares at you a moment longer, before sighing.
“Then you should have told me that, not her.
“Kanako is my friend, but she is a… proud woman, and has difficulty admitting any faults of ‘er own.
“To have a newcomer offer such a thing, rattled her a little.”
You shrug. “My apologies if I caused undue stress or confusion, I’m still a newcomer in and you took me in when I had no previous promise to such a thing.
“I don’t have any plans on moving out, unless you all had otherwise. So I figured I could see if I could put some of my skills to work.”
She shakes her head with a grin. “Nah, just the opposite actually, and Kanako’s taken a shine to ya believe it or not.
“Ya know that building that Sanae was working on today?”
You think back. “Yeah that old shack?”
“That was the old groundskeeper’s house, back when we still had one of those.
“We figured we’d move you out of that small storage room and into there, after we moved it of course.”
“Moved it?”
She grins further. “Our shrine, we can do as we like with it as long as it is on the grounds, though repairing buildings from nothing is a bit much.” She finishes with a giggle.
“Ah. That would be nice, I appreciate it then.”
Though that does mean you’ll need to look into some furniture, perhaps faster than you expected.
“You’re welcome, it’s only been seven days, but as I said before, you’ve done a lot more than what we asked of ya.
“That and anyone who can be a friend to Sanae is good in my book.” Her smile changes to one with a motherly tinge, and you return it.
Any further conversation however is cut short by the arrival of the goddess's food, and far more importantly your Tofu.
- - -
You step out of the bar and make a sound of satisfaction, you needed that.
“That good huh?” The goddess besides you ask with a smirk, toothpick sticking out of her mouth.
You shake your head. “You have no idea. Shall we?” You produce your flight card and she does her own, and you take off into the air towards the temple.
It’s a lovely night, and you move through the air following after Suwako, the mountains off in the distance and you’ve only just started crossing over the actually wooden forest when a large humming sound fills the night sky.
You barely have time to react before a beam of multicolored light blast between you and the goddess, its sound is absolutely deafening, and the light is blinding. It clips you in the shoulder, sending you spinning wildly through the air.
Unfortunately for you, it was your right shoulder, the flight card you were holding goes flying out of your hands and into the night sky as you start tumbling towards the ground.
You twist and attempt to right yourself but you don’t have any real control, you are falling too fast and from too low a distance.
You fill your body with magic as you go crashing down through the branches; they slow your fall until you finally break through the last of them and land on the forest floor with a thud.
- - -
You get up with a groan; your ears are still ringing from that… whatever that was.
The shoulder of your suit is badly singed, though you thankfully haven’t suffered any burns, and your magic protected you from the worst of the fall.
It still hurt quite a bit however.
Feeling around your pocket you can feel your spellcards thankfully, but no sign otherwise of your flight card, leaving you in the middle of a forest, at night, with no quick way through it beyond spending most of your magical energy.
You look towards the sky but see nothing, no signs of battle, or any other sounds besides the forest, you wait a good minute, but that doesn’t change.
Well…
Crap, now what?
Chapter 24: Fistfight
Chapter Text
This is a bad idea... this is a very very bad idea. But you aren't sure you could find your way to either location.
Suwako would probably dealing with... whatever that was, and so unless you want to alert the entire place to your position it may be a good idea to find its cause, as there hopefully lies the goddess.
Right... lets go deal with this problem.
You aren't quite sure what you did to deserve that, but you are going to get to the bottom of it.
The question is... where are they?
It's just forest and more forest in all directions, the sounds of the nighttime animals the only thing you can hear for a distance in every direction, even with your hearing.
Whoever shot that probably wasn't the most subtle person in the world however, so that gives you a lead.
Suwako... wherever you may be, give me guidance, if you're alright yourself of course. You lost sight of her while you were falling.
You try to remember where the beam came from... and going by the moon... at least you think you remember the moon being in that direction.
It is further north east, towards the river, fingering the spellcards in your pocket, you start making your way carefully in that direction.
- - -
You must have been walking for a good half hour at this point, no sign of Suwako, or your assailant. You debated starting to call for the goddess... or anyone really, but you don't really know what lives in this forest.
You aren't any closer to apparent civilization either, there have been no clearings, and no sign of the mountain or the Human Village.
With a sigh you walk over and lean against a tree, running a hand down your face as you think. You suppose you could climb a tree or something at this point, or wait until morning.
There's still no sounds of any battles, actually come to think of it there isn't any sounds of... anything.
You still, reaching down and grasping your spellcards again.
...Dammit you are out of practice at these kind of things.
You listen intently, no birds, no insects, but then just faintly on the edges of your hearing, you hear heavy breathing.
The moon casts broken light through the trees all around you, but you don't see anything either.
Then, breaking the silence you hear a twig snap off to your right, and you jerk your gaze in that direction, walking out of the brush is...
The woman from the train cabin?
You never caught her name come to think of it, but she hadn't exactly been the most social seat mate... that and you got to exploring and arrived far faster than expected.
She's walks until she's about a dozen feet from you, then she just... stares, breathing deeply. Her dress is damaged, the entire shoulder of it is gone, and burnt flesh is underneath, there's faint marks of blood on her as well. Lovely.
You match her stare, carefully pushing yourself off of the tree.
“Hello again, afraid I never got your name the first time.”
She growls like an animal.
“Ah... yes I see, one of those nights then.”
She sticks out a hand that was hidden under your sleeves, razor sharp claws jutting where nails should be.
“I take it we can't talk this out?” You ask hopefully, drawing the card you want.
With another growl she launches herself at you, swinging wildly with her claws, you duck and dodge out of the way, her nails causing deep gashes into the tree you were standing in front of.
She isn't using spellcards...
She snaps her head to the side and glares at you, her eyes red and slitted.
Is this the mallets effects? Or has she simply gone absolutely batshit.
She rears her headback and lets out a Lupine howl.
Right... let's do this, hopefully Sanae doesn't freak out too bad when you manage to get back.
Your shoulder doesn’t hurt anymore, but you have been running on fumes since you got here, best to play it safer… especially since she doesn’t seem too keen on the spellcard system.
You produce flames in your hands from the card and send them towards her, the fire lighting up the dark forest briefly, she dodges to the side and closes the distance again, raising a claw to slash down at you.
You sidestep and catch the arm, twisting her out of the way and sending fire into her midsection.
She jumps back again with a growl and watches you warily.
Right… less strong than Suwako, you can work with that.
You bounce the fire between your hands, the lupine ears on her head stand at attention, and her tail stills.
“Come on puppy, let’s get this over with.”
You pump more magic into the card, a wall of foxfire appearing behind you.
Then with a thought, the fire goes flying through the trees towards her, forcing her to take a guard.
She drops the guard just in time to see you leaping across the ground, another more concentrated wave of fire flying out of your arm as you swing it, she dodges out of the way of the actual blow, but the fire still connects.
It collides across her lower face and neck, she growls in pain as smoke wafts off where it landed. Her skin reddened her upper collar singed.
“Loup croc…” She growls out, her body glowing red.
You hear a sickening snapping sound as her body contorts and bends, a howl fills the clearing. Pained and angry, it isn’t coming from her.
Fur grows out of her skin, and her face twists and bends as a snout forms, she grits her teeth as they file to a point.
Werewolf…
She pants, halfway hunched over as her eyes glow in the dim light.
Then without warning, she launches herself across you the ground and you brace yourself, but it does nothing to stop her momentum as she slams into you, sending you both flying into a tree.
You regain your senses quickly, and you hear another growl as a furry head; a horrifying mix of woman and wolf tries to rip your face off while you are pinned against the tree, teeth gnashing and drooling everywhere.
You growl back, reaching up with both arms to hold her head in place, jaws snapping as she bites the air fruitlessly, but still dangerously closely.
You superheat your hands then blast foxfire out of them, spellcard be damned, it sets the fur alight where you were touching, but the wolf does not seem to care.
She jerks her head to the side, knocking your hands off, and then turns right back and sinks her teeth into your left wrist. Red filling your vision as the pain overrides any other senses.
She digs her teeth in and tries to tear, but you manage to take your right hand and grasp her snout fighting the pain.
You FLOOD magic into your right arm, fur coming out of it and the hand elongating. You close the hand around the snout harder, your strength crushing it a little, then with a scream you pry it off of your left arm, freeing it.
You then let go and slam a closed fist into her midsection, sending her flying back.
You let the magic drop and pull yourself up shakily.
There’s… more than a decent chunk of your left forearm missing, and blood… that is a lot of your blood.
That… that is a problem.
Right, down an arm, we can work with this, just for the love of everything keep her at range.
You fish your good arm into your pocket feeling around… got it.
With another drain of magic, Sanae steps out of the forest, gohei at the ready.
The werewolf looks at the new arrival warily.
The fake Sanae raises her gohei, it glows briefly and lights of energy shoot out of it, forcing the beast back.
So here’s a funfact about illusions, it’s all mental. If you believe it to be real… it can still hurt you.
The beast is forced back as the magic impacts its fur, not really accomplishing anything, but it DOES hurt, which buys you some time to think.
Suwako, now would be a REALLY good time to show up.
The werewolf howls and jumps away into cover. Leaving you and ‘Sanae’ standing there.
You can’t outrun this thing, and it isn’t using the spellcard system.
You don’t exactly want to kill her either… but push comes to shove it is you or her.
Another howl off to your left, the wolf leaps through between the trees and makes a slash at ‘Sanae’. The illusion from the card fails instantly on contact, fading into nothingness.
The beast jumps from cover to cover, its black fur blending into the darkness, leaving only trails of red from its eyes to mark its movements.
It leaps out again, fangs bared and claws out, you duck to the side, sending more fire against its midsection, you clip it, but it’s an even trade.
You reach up with your partially ruined arm and bloody hand to poorly cover the shoulder she just slashed.
You can’t joust with this thing either.
Think…
Another jump through the wood, punctuated with a deafening howl that you just barely avoid, and the thing lands next to a tree no more than a few feet in front of you, growling.
It’s burnt, and it has a few knocks. But it was already hurt before, and you are arguably worse.
You’re more drained then you thought from your time in Tokyo… just how much had to been relying on the Moriya for this?
You have to finish this now or not at all.
You fish your hand into your pocket again, and hiss in pain as your magic is once again drawn from the limited healing efforts your body is attempting naturally.
You clutch what you want in your hand, both of them.
You raise your arms up, ignoring the stabbing pain from both of them as you do so.
Hands clench into fists, breathing becomes steady, one shot at this, and you don’t have a lot of magic left, not with how much your body is working overtime to fix the damage.
You growl, a vulpine tone, not human. “Come on dog, don’t you want another round?”
You aren’t even sure if it’s capable of rational thought, but you stare it down, and then, apparently accepting your challenge, it leaps forward, colliding with your stomach.
You gasp as all of the air is forced out of you, and you hit the tree behind you again, the same damn tree too.
Your body explodes in a puff of smoke, the wolf biting down viciously until it realizes you aren’t there anymore. It looks around confused before looking down at the base of the tree.
“Yip!”
With the sound of a happy kit the illusionary fox explodes, sending magical energy in all directions, both fire and energy orbs.
The wolf takes the brunt of it with a yelp, being launched a good couple feet in the air before landing with a crash onto the forest floor.
You step out from behind a tree on the opposite end, card at the ready.
Come on you little brat, don’t fail me now.
“Scarlet Sign – Scarlet Shoot!”
Scarlet lights rockets out of the card, slamming into the wolf and into the earth, you hold it for the few seconds that you can before the magic cuts out, leaving you panting and exhausted.
That…
That was not pleasant.
You are more than a little dizzy, it has been awhile since you’ve been this tired, Kanako comes to mind… and you haven’t really recovered from THAT either.
The smoke clears quickly, revealing a rather appreciable crater with the werewolf in it.
You let out a sigh of relief, but the feeling is cut horrible short however as it stirs, growling as it slowly gets back on its feet.
Oh you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
It stands up, looking as shaky as you are.
“GET DOWN!”
A female voice yells through the forest, then without any further warning, a familiar beam of light cuts through the wood, quite literally as trees go flying, it speeds past and collides with the wolf, along with a good chunk of forest besides.
It knocks you off your feet, but thankfully that’s as far as it gets.
The wolf fares much worse, one moment it’s there, looking as beaten as you feel. Then there is a half dozen broken trees and an unconscious woman at the end of it all.
Her dress is in tatters, and her body is quite literally smoking from the after effects of the magic.
A woman bursts into view, skidding to a halt. It’s a young woman with blonde hair, floating on a broom.
With the attack just now, you have a feeling she’s the one who blasted you before as well.
Right… no biggie, you can deal with thi-
Thi…
Blurry…
That’s the last thought you manage as you tilt backwards, landing on the grass as your vision blackens.
- - -
Your eyes slowly open to… it appears morning light; you are in a room you don’t recognize.
Soft bedding is underneath you, in some form of wooden building, the sound of songbirds fill the air, along with what sounds like pots boiling.
You cast your glance at the room itself… and you’ve apparently entered a children’s storybook.
Rough shelves line the walls of this… abode filled with all sorts of potions, regents, and texts of some unknown language.
You are indeed lying on some form of bed, western style from the look of it, well tucked in, you try to push to sit up but hiss in pain as you put weight on your left hand.
Right… forgot.
You glance down your left hand, and much of your forearm is bandaged, clean bandages thankfully, you twist your head to the side and confirm your shoulder is bandaged as well.
At least whoever has apparently taken you in was able to get that done.
You must have been hurt worse than you thought however it if it is still healing…. You are more drained than you thought as well.
With a grunt, you slide your feet off of the bed, placing them on a rough, but hardwood floor, and very carefully pulling yourself up.
A sense of wooziness comes over you near immediately, and you have to stop until the room stops spinning.
Looks like you lost more blood than you thought as well.
You slowly walk through the cabin; it is much the same throughout, and the bubbling ‘pots’ you heard earlier are more of those potions, bubbling suspiciously in their glass containers.
The girl’s hat is sitting on a hook next to the door, so you’d guess this is her house. Lovely.
You feel around, at least your spellcards are still in your pants pocket; your suit top is gone however, no sign of it around.
The front door is closed, and you can see... nothing through the windows next to it, they are heavily fogged.
You slowly walk up to the door, but opens before you get there.
“I swear Alice, he was unconscious in the forest when I found him! He was fighting that crazy wolf chick!” You hear the same voice from before as the door opens, and two girls step in, both blonde in hair.
The first one, the one speaking, is the same one as last night, while behind is another girl of roughly the same age in a rather lovely dress.
They both freeze at the sight of you, though while your dear laser friend has a look of shock and a little fright, the other has a look of interest.
“Good morning ladies, lovely weather we’re having. Is this the part where you try to kill me again?”
The one in black sputters, while the other walks past, looking you over curiously.
“Are you alright?” She asks, sounding genuinely concerned.
You blink in surprise. Not... exactly what you expected.
“Yes, nothing that won’t heal in time…” You look pointedly at the one in black. “What happened?”
She rubs the back of her head awkwardly. “Sorry sorry, I was fighting wolf bitch and she got away from me, if ya got hit by one of mine it was probably an accident, she was hopping all over the damn place.”
“And Suwako?” You ask.
“Moriya?” She asks, and you nod.
The one in black shrugs. “If she was around I haven’t seen ‘er.”
You sigh, adjusting your arm experimentally.
“And the werewolf?”
“Were… Kagerou?” The one in black asks and you shrug in response, regretting your decision near immediately as a lance of pain tears through your shoulder.
“I dunno what happened, one minute she was all bitey then the next she’s calm. Way the hell out of it, but calm and confused for the most part.
“She left after the fight, we’ve had some other Youkai ‘roun these part with the same symptoms.” She explains.
You look at her warily. “These parts? I take it I’m still in the forest then?”
She nods, and then slaps herself upside the head.
"How could I... Marisa Kirisame, Black Magician at your service!” She holds out a hand for you to shake. You stare at it, and then stare at her.
She gets the hint after a moment and retracts the hand awkwardly.
“Alice Margatroid.” The other one states, still looking over your bandaging.
“I would suggest returning to bed for the time being, your wounds must have been severe to require aid to this extent.” She explains, looking up at you.
You shake your head. “No, I have to get back to the shrine; they can take care of me.”
You start to move forward but catch yourself… right.
“At least I would, except someone sent my flight card to oblivion.” You state, looking at Marisa.
She jerks back, while the other girl glares at her openly.
“Erk… it was an honest mistake I swear. Why don’t you just lay down and we’ll let them know you’re here?”
She looks at you hopefully, clearly trying to exit this conversation.
Chapter 25: Yelling
Chapter Text
You stare at the ‘Black Magician’ a moment longer, thinking it over.
No… with how you are right now it would be best to follow their request, even if it leaves a slightly bad taste in your mouth.
“Fine, but do please inform them.”
Marisa nods and along with Alice gently guide you back over to the bed and set you up in a sitting position.
At least the beds comfy as you shuffle about to a position that agrees with your shoulder.
They both look at you, an awkward silence filling the air, when Marisa spins on her feet back towards the door.
“I’m gonna go ahead and let the Moriya know where you are.” Marisa says, reaching for her hat by the door.
“Please wait a moment.” You say calling out after her.
The witch pauses, and then turns to look at you clearly annoyed. “What? You wanted me to fetch them right?”
You nod your head. “I do, but first, you said you’ve fought beings with similar symptoms before? Heightened aggression? Perhaps heightened strength?”
Alice nods, while Marisa speaks up. “Yeah I did, what of it?”
“Me and the Moriya have been looking into an incident. A being named Seija... an Amanojaku, she stole away the Inchling princess. A girl named Sukuna."
“They’ve been using the mallet to empower some Youkai enough that they cause rampages, it causes apparent madness and massively increased strength.
“However just being in the area of the mallet itself is enough to heighten aggressive tendencies; it appears to ‘bleed’ magic for lack of a better term.”
Alice speaks up. “And you think this is the cause of Kagerou’s anger?”
You shrug your good shoulder. “Perhaps, but those we ran into it effected before could use their spellcards still.
“Kagerou made no attempts to do so, but as a werewolf that could have been the moon.”
Alice shakes her head. “I cannot speak for Kagerou, but I have indeed run into aggressive Youkai in the forest as of late, from species that aren’t normally aggressive.
“This incident you speak of would explain this; I thank you for the warning.”
She nods her head in thanks, and you return it.
“Ya, it would, bastards been jumpy lately.” Marisa mumbles.
“Anything else?” She asks.
You shake your head. “No, I and Suwako were just heading back from our investigation when we were blasted like it was 1944.”
They both look at you confused, though Alice giggles after a moment apparently getting it.
Marisa grumbles and heads back towards the door. “I’ll be back in just a bit.”
She opens the door and steps outside.
She closes it just as quickly, leaving you in the house with Alice.
“So…” You drawl out. “I take it you live in the forest as well?”
Alice nods. “The forest of magic has many useful regents and specimens necessary for the proper application of magecraft.
“To that end several magic users make their home in this forest, though it isn’t usually ever this… dangerous.” She finishes.
“Ah… have you run into Kagerou in the past? I know she arrived recently.”
Alice nods again. “I’ve encountered her, but we’ve never spoken, she lives in the forest itself as opposed to any form of abode.”
You look back out the window, shame you couldn’t find a clearing like this earlier, it’s not very big, but it still would have helped during the fight.
“You are a tenant of the Moriya?”
You nod but do not turn your attention away from the window. “Yeah, just arrived on the train, been with them for several days now.”
She hums but says nothing, leaving you to stare out into the forest.
A few minutes pass and she moves to a different part of the home, leaving you to your musings.
It's not a bad place once you get past where it is, you could almost fall asleep when you feel something touch your shoulder very gently.
You carefully turn to look, and sitting on your shoulder is a tiny… girl.
She’s blonde as well, completing the trifecta, with a little black and peach dress, topped off with an equally little red ribbon in her hair.
Small blue eyes look at you innocently, and she tilts her head in childlike fashion.
“Good morning little one, I’m afraid if you are here for a fight that I am quite indisposed.”
The girl covers her mouth and apparently giggles, though no sound comes out.
She slides down your shoulder like a slide, then hops across your stomach up to the window to look outside as well.
It’s… fall here right? It was when you left.
But in fantasy fun land there may not even BE seasons come to think of it. Sanae mentioned a harvest season, but you don’t know when that actually would be, and it seems pretty temperate in general.
The little one apparently finds nothing of interest and turns back to look up at you.
You quirk an eyebrow and look down at her.
“I’m afraid I do not have any means of entertaining you… who are you anyway?”
She looks to the left and right conspiratorially, then leans over cupping her mouth.
“Were you calling for me?” Alice’s voice speaks up.
You look to your left and Alice is back in the room.
“Er… no I was talking to…” You look down at the windowsill to see… a doll.
Visible joints and thread hair make up a doll sitting lifeless next to the windowsill.
“Shanghai?” Alice walks over and picks up the doll. “How on earth did you end up over here?”
“A possession of yours?” You ask.
Alice nods. “My specialty for magecraft is puppetry.” She flexes her fingers and the doll stands up on her palm, then with the wiggling of a finger it does a little curtsy towards you.
“Quite lovely work, you make her yourself?” You ask.
She smiles proudly. “Yes, little Shanghai is my latest model of puppet, along with Hourai and Orleans.”
You look towards the doll again, still holding its pose perfectly stoic. A doll… right.
“Interesting… I’m afraid this is the longest I’ve been in the forest itself, so I had no idea people lived here, in homes anyway.”
Alice smiles. “Not many do.”
You move your bandaged hand up. “For the life of me I can’t imagine why.”
- - -
It’s only about ten minutes or so when the door opens again, Marisa steps through, followed by the entire Moriya family.
Sanae true to form enters first, she looks around quickly before noticing you, nearly barreling Alice over in the process as she starts peeling away your bandages without a word.
“What happened to ya?” Suwako asks, having quickly move to catch up with Sanae, looking at you with worry.
“I went looking for my… our assailant. I figured they wouldn’t be too hard to find going by the size of that attack, and I figured if I found them I’d find you as well.
“Turns out I was wrong on both accounts.”
You try to raise your bandaged hand for emphasis but Sanae forces it back down.
“Where did you go anyway?” You ask.
Suwako grimaces. “The blast sent me halfway across the forest; I spent the rest of the night tryin’ to find ya, didn’t have any luck.
“I was just getting back to the temple myself when Marisa showed up.
“I couldn’t even find a trace of ya magically this mornin’. You alright?”
You flex your good hand experimentally… not even a spark.
“Yeah… that would make sense, I’m completely drained, and I’ve been worse. I assure you.”
Kanako speaks up. “We will be having a discussion once we return to the temple.”
You nod. “I figured.”
With a gasp on your part a familiar warmth fills you, Sanae has all the bandages off, and your wound is gauzed already, probably Marisa's work. She gently removes the gauze, then presses her hands over the wound.
Sanae’s hands glow and you watch as the flesh re-knits in front of your eyes. It closes quickly, not even a trace of a scar and you bend it experimentally.
No pain either.
She reaches over and repeats the process on your other shoulder before stepping back, she still hasn’t said anything however, a neutral expression on her face, though in her eyes you can see worry.
“While I thank you for taking care of him, we will be returning him to the temple now.” Kanako states, before walking over and picking you up in a bastardized bridal carry.
Alice and Marisa both say goodbye as Kanako quickly steps outside with the rest of the Moriya in tow.
The flight back to the temple is decidedly quick… and decidedly awkward.
- - -
Kanako carries you the rest of the way inside and takes you to the dining area, laying you down on the couch.
It’s quite a sight, a stoic goddess, a worried goddess, and a priestess who is equal parts relieved and horrified.
You readjust your shoulders to get into a more comfortable position on the couch when Suwako speaks up again.
“Now that we are out of there, how are ya really feelin’?”
You stick out a hand and snap your fingers, looking down at your hand. “Sanae’s work is good as always, not even feeling any pain, though the arm and hand is stiff. But in regards to magic I’m basically human right now.”
You catch yourself. “Er… no offence Sanae, I’m about the level of an UNPOWERED human.”
Suwako’s gaze sharpens. “I’ve seen ya fight, and ya fight well enough, but I also know you have five tails, how exactly are ya so weak magic wise?”
You return her gaze. “You and Kanako both know exactly why I’m this weak, and Sanae probably has a good idea as well. Though you two more than most in Gensokyo entirely.”
“Explain.” Kanako says.
You shrug again. “I’ve lived in Tokyo for well over a hundred years, and in that time I’ve only grown weaker as humans stopped believing in the supernatural.
“By the time I boarded the train I was probably only a month or two away from fading completely…
“I would have become a literal spirit, then left existence.” You explain.
“Coming here has helped. But it is like getting food after starving for years, it takes a long time to make the body healthy again.”
Kanako speaks up again. “If it was so bad why didn’t you arrive earlier?”
You shake your head. “I thought about it, but I’ve known Tokyo a long time… it was my home at the expense of any others, and I didn’t trust Yukari.
“And after certain recent events I still don’t.”
“And now? Are you… close to doing that? Fading away?” Sanae speaks up for the first time today.
You sigh and lean back further into the couch.
“I’m not sure to be honest, Gensokyo is magical itself and people here believe in my kind, so I should be fine in the long run.
“I’m still going to be out of it magically for awhile, I’ve been drained steadily over this past week.
“The fight versus Kanako was a plateau and it has been going down steadily from there. I had to go partially into fox form last night, and on top of my injuries it was the straw that broke the camel’s back as it was.” You explain.
“I used to be able to hold that form for hours, now I’d be lucky for five seconds…
“Well, would be lucky, as of right now if I tried it would probably just kill me.”
More awkward silence, as Suwako sighs and Sanae fidgets, Kanako has the same stoic look she is so fond of.
“I did manage to let Marisa and Alice know about the mallet, for what that is worth at least, so at least something good came of all this mess.”
This was apparently the breaking point as Sanae slams her hands into the table.
“Fuck the mallet, what the FUCK were you thinking!? Chasing after Marisa like that?!”
You jerk back, more so at the language than the volume.
Sanae’s leaning over the table, hands still on it, a clear look of frustration in her eyes.
Yeah… you do have a habit of getting the crap beaten out of you whenever she isn’t looking.
You shake your head. “I wasn’t… thinking that is. I had just been blasted out of the sky, and my best idea at the time was to go after the person who shot me down in the hope of investigating it. And hoping Suwako would be doing the same thing as well.
“Today marks my eighth day here, and in that time I’ve been shot at, beaten, stabbed, and killed in numerous ways in my own damned dreams.
“Not a whole lot has made any sense since I got here, I was hoping to find Suwako, not a god damned werewolf in the middle of the forest.”
There’s another awkward silence as you and Sanae stare at each other, before she finally breaks it and breathes deeply.
Lot of awkward silences today.
“I’m going to go make breakfast, you two watch over him.”
With that she steps out of the room, closing the door behind her.
You all stare at each other before Kanako speaks up again.
“I feel… I must apologize.”
“I wished to see your potential and pushed you harder than I perhaps should have during our fight, at your expense.”
You turn your gaze towards the goddess, before smiling. “It’s alright… I didn’t know at the time how drained I was, I haven’t used my powers for more than the basics for… years.
“I’d actually want to know more what I should be doing… now. I’m magically empty, half of my suit is apparently gone, and my flight card is missing.”
Suwako speaks up. “Rest’ll fix the first issue, the others are easily replaceable, but for now ya DO need the rest.”
You nod. “I should be able to move fine by this afternoon, just being in the shrine is giving me a bit of magic back… and Sanae is really quite good at this whole healing bit.
“I’ll just need to stay away from any werewolves for the time being… and vampires… oni… the odd telephone pole from the sky.”
Both goddesses nod, though Suwako has the familiar smile you’ve come to know on her face again.
Kanako starts to get up to leave before pausing at the door.
“Ayumu, you said earlier that we knew more than most, explain.”
You give her a small smile, perhaps a bitter one.
“I know what it is like to be forgotten, by choice or otherwise.”
You fish into your pocket and produce your spellcards.
The cards of yours, along with Yukari’s, Yuyuko’s, Remilia’s, and… Sanae’s.
Suwako looks at them curiously, as does Kanako before they focus on Sanae’s in particular.
“Did… you?” Suwako trails off.
You nod, looking at the card before pocketing it again along with the rest back into your pocket.
“I know what it’s like to be forgotten, and I know what it is like to have to forget others for their own sake.”
- - -
Sanae returns a short time later with a plate of eggs, some bacon, some sausage, a couple biscuits, and what appears to be a cut up waffle and some coffee.
“Er… Sanae.” You speak up.
“It’s magic energy I’m low on, I’m not actually physically starving to death.”
She in response stabs an egg with a fork and holds it up to you.
“Eat” She says succinctly.
“Really? We are doing thi-“
She shoves the fork and egg into your mouth, staring into your eyes and daring you to argue.
You chew, it’s good.
She pulls back the fork with satisfaction and gets another piece of egg.
Screw it. You open your mouth obediently as she babies you.
This lasts for a good half hour, Kanako disappeared to parts unknown while Suwako glances between you and Sanae and the TV, apparently trying to decide which is more entertaining in the long run.
You finish eating and Sanae steps out of the room, while Suwako crawls over.
“I’d suggest ya sleep now, if she catches you out of that couch she’ll tie ya to it.”
You look at the goddess. “Will she now? A grave threat indeed.”
Suwako smiles and points a finger at you with a smirk.
Oh please… not this again.
She starts spinning it, and a dark haze fills your vision as the finger glows, you are out like a light before you realized anything happened, which in the long run is a much better alternative to giant iron ring to the face.
- - -
You awaken sometime later; there aren’t any windows in this room so it’s rather difficult to say when.
Nobody is in here besides you, though the TV is still on.
You push yourself up and off the couch, a feeling of satisfaction at the fact that it wasn’t accompanied by a stab of pain.
Your body has apparently stopped the rapid regeneration as well, and you are… mostly back to normal. Though it’ll be awhile before you are in fighting shape again you feel.
You step out of the room and into the hallway, the windows overlooking the grounds showing it to be probably around early afternoon.
As you look out a voice calls to your attention.
“Oi!” Suwako’s voice calls out to you from further down the hallway; she’s down there at the end, near the entrance to the main hall and beckoning towards you.
You walk over. “Am I allowed to leave the couch yet?”
Suwako cups her chin in her hand and gives you a look over. “Hmm… yep, I would say you are in shape enough to walk, come with me.”
She steps back into the main hall and starts walking across, leaving you to follow.
Around the corner and instead of going towards your bedroom like you expected she leads you out into the garden, much the same as when you left.
Except now sitting in the middle of it, a stone’s throw away from your bedroom is the shack Sanae was working on.
“Sanae worked overtime on this while you were sleepin' then we moved it over.” Suwako explains, swinging the door open and beckoning you inside.
It’s… a tiny house.
The floor is hard wood instead of Tatami, and a small table and your bedroll have been laid out on the floor.
It definitely has more room however, along with windows you can actually see out of overlooking the garden.
“Tell Sanae I appreciate it, if you see her before I do, she works fast.” You say appreciatively, looking around some more.
Definitely a job and some furniture.
“Weeeeell, suppose beanpole helped too. After last night Sanae seemed to be in a hurry to get this done.”
You look at the goddess curiously.
“That bad?” You ask.
Suwako nods, looking out the window at the garden… well, her garden you guess.
“I have a feeling I just incurred another debt… and there are video games I have to buy in my future.”
The goddess shrugs with a smile. “Probably, I’d suggest you move the rest of your stuff out of your room into here, we didn’t get your clothes.”
The rest of your afternoon is spent straightening up the new… house. You guess you could call it, and before you know it you are summoned to dinner.
- - -
“Since you all had to skip dinner last night for… various reasons, I Kanako have decided to once again grace you all with my culinary arts.” Kanako says proudly, sitting over a veritable feast.
Suwako and Sanae for their part look aghast and terrified respectively. While you just sit down at the table.
Beef, some form of stew, and what appears to be a small bowl of noodles as well.
Kanako digs in immediately. Grabbing a large slice of the beef from the center plate and eating it.
With a shrug you do so as well.
It’s… bland once again, it has almost no flavor. The smell is intense but pleasant. Though that is mostly the heavy spices and seasonings on it…
Wait a minute.
You look up at the goddess as she takes another generous helping of the beef, her long… forked tongue shooting out to take it off the utensil before it even gets to her mouth.
With the slitted eyes as well...
Suwako and Sanae take experimental bites, having apparently been prepared since last time, as they alternate between drinks and bits of food.
You continue eating with a small smile on your face, it is definitely bland, but the focus isn’t apparently on the meat itself, though the protein is definitely good for you at the moment.
No sense of taste indeed.
- - -
You bid them all good night and head back towards your bedroom… your new bedroom. Someone actually built you… well okay repaired you a house when you weren’t looking. It’s an odd feeling, but you like it.
You set your spell cards down on the table, even if you wanted to you feel like it would be a bad idea to try and make one right now.
You lay down in the bed, and close your eyes, sleep finding you quickly.
- - -
You open your eyes and you are back at your shop… your old shop in Numazu. A gentle rain the area is so famous for pounds the earth outside and shadowy figures move about past the fogged glass.
You take a look around, objects both fondly remembered and forgotten lay about the place, another one in your own memories this time? How nice.
You get up out of the chair behind the familiar counter and take a look around, old knick knacks and memories long forgotten lining the various shelves.
An old sword, sitting next to a rather colorful paper fan. You don’t really remember how you came across either, and both are long gone by now.
The cost of nearly five centuries you suppose.
Your musings are cut short by the familiar sound of a bell signaling the shop door being opened.
A figure walks in, body entirely covered in heavy garment and face obscured by a large colorful umbrella.
Like the pattern at this point the umbrella changes colors as you view it.
Purple,
Blue,
Red,
Black,
Gold.
You watch with amusement as the figure fights with the umbrella several moments, before finally managing to close it and turning to face you.
Is the face familiar? Or is it alien.
And most importantly.
Chapter 26: Fox
Chapter Text
The figures face is indeed familiar. It’s the same woman you saw in your very first dream, your breath hitches in your throat as she looks at you, a smile coming across her features.
Then, calm.
This is your dream… not hers.
“Good… “You look out the window. “Morning… I suppose morning ma’am. Do you seek the service of Akio’s?”
She nods, and then lowers the hood covering her head, revealing a short mop of blonde hair.
Seriously, blondes today.
Two vulpine ears unfold and point upwards from her head as she finishes lowering the hood.
“I had wished to meet thee for quite some time now.” She says after a moment, her voice mature but light in its own way.
“I assure you the feeling wasn’t necessarily mutual, what pray tell were you hoping to meet me for?” You ask. Moving back towards the counter to start pouring some tea.
She idly walks over to one of your shelves and starts looking at the various things laying about.
“There are foxes in Gensokyo, but none older than three of tail.
“And then to mine surprise I see a new arrival, and a five tails at that, how could I NOT be interested I ask?”
You shrug and continue working on the tea. “I assure you I am quite boring, and I have not had anything to do with any other foxes in a very long time.”
You finish the brew and pour it into two cups, keeping one for yourself and offering one to her which she takes.
“I am but a simple tenant of the Moriya shrine, but I have a feeling you knew that already.”
The grin returns to her countenance before she goes to take a sip.
She nods in satisfaction as it goes down. “Perhaps.”
“To what clan do you belong?”
You shrug again. “As I said, I haven’t had anything to do with the foxes or their clans in a very long time. I hold no allegiance and have no familial ties.”
Her grin sharpens. “Liar.”
You return her grin with one of your own and set the tea down.
So she doesn’t know then, good.
“Perhaps, but believe what you wish. And you? I have heard tale of a nine tails working for the Yakumo. Might I be speaking to her?” You ask, leaning back against the counter.
She does a bow, not a formal one, but like one you would see on stage. “Yakumo Ran, tis a pleasure.”
You mimic it. “Ayumu, no affiliation.”
Right, speaking to a nine tails, and one who killed you in a dream previously, though what Satori said about it was interesting…
“Is this the first time we’ve met? With foxes we can’t be too careful after all.” You ask, watching her carefully.
She nods. “Unfortunately yes, I had hoped to speak to thee sooner, but I chanced upon your dream this night, much to my surprise and appreciation.”
You nod in understanding, so she doesn’t remember either.
“Anything in particular you want to discuss besides my existence as a fox?”
She looks around the shop for a moment. “Where is this?”
“My shop? Numazu, or it was in Numazu anyway. It’s a port town southwest of Tokyo.”
She nods again. “I am familiar… though I have never been there, nor have I been outside of Gensokyo as far as I remember.”
…What.
That… doesn’t make any sense.
Recover.
“You were born here?”
She nods after another moment. “Yes, I have lived here all of my life.”
“Ah…” You glance back outside the windows, with a thought the glass unfogs, revealing a port town scene, tall ships head into the harbor, cargo long since forgotten by history.
“Well, Namazu is a nice enough town.”
She looks out at it curiously, before tearing her attention away from it towards you again.
“I at the bidding of my master wish to discuss certain ongoing events, where would be a good location to do so?”
You stand back up from leaning on the counter and head towards the front door.
At your mental command the rain stops, allowing comfortable movement outside without an umbrella.
You gesture outdoors with the hand not holding the door and she walks through it.
You close it behind you and step outside with her... It has been over a hundred years since you’ve been in this town.
You cut a path towards the hills you always liked to walk, and she quickly follows. There aren’t any pedestrians or things of that nature, you don’t want there to be.
“Of the investigation my master informed thee of, what progress have you made?”
You quirk an eyebrow. “Are you suggesting you do not know already, and beyond that, how are you aware of it?”
“I am a Shikigami. I know what my master wishes me to know, and she tasked me to find out what you have learned.”
She grins. “And what I know and do not know already bears little influence on your answer does it not?”
You shake your head. “I suppose not...
“The unknown Youkai is a being known as Seija, an Amanojaku.
“We have no motive beyond what Yukari already told me, and we have no location at present.”
You both walk along the path, the dirt path up the hills slowly turning more steady and stone as you approach the top as you talk.
“And of the princess?” She asks.
You shake your head again. “She’s a dead end as well, I have a feeling they might be working together. As some things have been suspicious. But we have no leads on her either, or a cause as to why she would be drawn to such an action.
"So for the time being she is still an unknown."
“Is that all?” She asks.
You crest the top of the hill, what was once Numazu is now a scene of Tokyo… circa 1890 anyway. She looks over it curiously as you think about what to say.
“So far… We have several leads and contacts but nothing concrete as of yet.”
She looks over the landscape with interest. “Where is… this?”
“Tokyo.” You say simply. “About a century back give or take.”
She looks over it in obvious curiosity.
“I heard you speak of it, fascinating.”
You quirk an eyebrow at the statement but say nothing.
You take another look over it again before nodding. “Indeed it is, wasn’t my favorite vacation spot but it got the job done.”
“Oh?” She asks, tilting her head. “And what would that be then?”
You shrug, the landscape changing around you, rippling like a drop of water onto a puddle.
The structures and buildings give way to trees and a stone path… in front of the temple in Kyoto.
You look it over a moment before speaking again. “It’s a temple on Inari Mountain, went there a few times myself.” You point out over the landscape. “The view is gorgeous.”
Her yellow-gold eyes reflect the light of the newly recreated sun as she looks around, still curiosity in her eyes.
She doesn’t seem to recognize it…
“I’ve been over most of Japan, Gensokyo is lovely in its own way however.”
She turns to look at you again. “It is lovely. But I am afraid we are getting off track.”
You wave away the scenery with your hand, the view changing back to the interior of your old shop. “Then please, do lead us back there.”
She sticks her arms into her sleeves and speaks after a moment, a serious look on her face.
“I will inform my mistress of what you told me.
“She also wishes you aware that she may seek audience with you once this matter is resolved, for better or ill.”
You nod in understanding. Lovely.
“Is that all then?” You ask.
She nods. “I will speak to thee again.”
You shrug. “I figured.”
With that she steps outside the building, and fades away completely.
You lean back against the counter with a sigh, wiping your hand down your face.
That’s… a problem you will have to deal with when you come to it.
You didn’t expect to be running into the nine tails this quickly, and you rather hoped to avoid the… meeting at all.
At least she was friendly… far friendlier than you’d expect any nine tails to be, though that could have easily been an act.
At least you were safe… you think. Theoretically nothing could hurt you in your own dream, but once you get past eight tails things stop being fair.
You wonder if you should tell them about this dream as well… but then again after last night...
You shake your head and dismiss the thoughts, no point in making your sleep restless.
You walk over to the door and open it, revealing a scenic village nestled between some tall mountains.
Not… quite yet.
You shake it again, the view replaced by Tokyo… Circa 1745.
This… this you can work with.
You step through the door and back into the city, whistling a jaunty tune.
- - -
You awaken in the morning, confused at first before you recognize your new surroundings for what they are.
A glance confirms no spellcard, though with how drained you are you didn’t honestly expect one. You can feel the faint pulse of magic in you. But certainly not a lot, and certainly less than when you first came to Gensokyo.
You drag yourself up out of bed and grab your clothes for the day… work clothes you guess; You never were a fan of the ‘Overshirt and Dress Pants’ look.
You hop into a quick shower then head into the temple itself, cutting across the main hall and into the Dining Area.
All three of the Moriya are there already, a plate already set out for you as well.
“Mornin’ what’s the plan for today?”
Sanae speaks up. “Today Lady Suwako and Kanako are looking into something in the Human Village, and today you are staying here with me.”
Ah.
“Fair enough, is this one of those things I can ask about or is it secret goddess business?” You ask, sitting down at the table.
Suwako shrugs. “Just checking on some older leads that I found on that first day, nothin’ major.
“I’ll get ya yer new flight card today, but I’d suggest just layin’ low for a bit."
She smirks. “Course I don’t really need to ask now do I?”
You look up at Sanae, who has already reentered the food ‘zen’ as you have dubbed it.
Yeah... “No, no it will not be, I’m still mostly drained anyway. I suppose I will see you again around dinner?”
Suwako nods. “Should be about then ya.”
The rest of your meal passes in relative silence, the only continuous sound being the television, what it is going on about exactly you couldn’t say however.
You listen to enough of it over the years and it becomes little more than white noise.
The goddesses take their leave shortly afterwards, both in full ‘goddess’ attire.
Leaving you alone with Sanae and the television.
“So what’s left?” You ask after some time.
“Hmm? What’s left of what?” She responds, looking away from it.
You gesture widely with your hand. “The grounds, what is left of it, and what are we doing with the rest of the buildings?”
“Ah.” She taps a finger to her chin. “I know the goddesses wish to use some of the newly freed up space for storage. I was also figuring we could repair the fence over the week.
“How do you like your new room?” She asks. In both a tone and expression that screams. ‘Praise me!’ a wide smile on her features.
You smile. “It is quite nice, I’ll need to look into buying some furniture of course.”
She returns the smile. “There’s a couple places I know, both Human and otherwise.”
“I’ll need to look into it then when I have a more disposable income.”
You pull at the shirt you are wearing. “A new suit as well.”
She giggles, and then turns her attention back to the television. The conversation dying just as quickly as you started.
Come to think of it you do have some things you have been meaning to talk about with her.
Chapter 27: The Talk
Chapter Text
“So I had another dream last night.”
She looks away from the television slowly. “You did?”
You nod. “It was my own actually, but I had a visitor. One Yakumo Ran.”
She doesn’t say anything at first, and then slowly reaches up a hand to rub her eyes and shake her head.
“…And?” She says after a moment.
“She has been apparently following me for some time. She was mostly interested in getting information about our ongoing investigation for her master however.”
She gives you a look. "No murders? Threats?”
You shake your head with a grin. “None whatsoever, was a rather pleasant dream for the most part... Beyond the fact that I’m apparently being watched anyway.”
She lets out a sigh. “That’s good then, did you learn anything from her?”
You shrug your shoulders. “Apparently Yukari wants to talk to me when this is all over, but beyond that we didn’t talk for very long.
“I don’t tend to get along with other foxes.”
She gives you curious look.
“Eh. Personal thing, haven’t had anything to do with others of my species for a long time.”
She stares at you a moment longer, before apparently being satisfied enough with your answer for the time being and changes the subject.
“How do they work anyway? The dreams that is?” She asks.
You shrug. “It’s rather hard to explain, basically I can enter any sleeping persons dream, willingly or otherwise.
“I can do basic manipulation, though they have the real power within it. Of course, so far since I’ve entered Gensokyo it hasn’t followed the normal rules.”
“How so?” She asks.
You shake your head. “It’s not something I really ever used that often. It has a lot of downsides.
“I have to be in physical contact with someone to enter their dream, which runs the risk of them waking or me being discovered while I’m doing it. Nearly every night since I’ve come here I’ve wound up either being literally yanked into, or wandering into the dreams of seemingly random people. I’ve yet to figure out why. I’ve never heard of anything like it, and Satori didn’t hint at anything about it either.”
Sanae looks down, tapping a fist idly against her temple. “I heard Reimu mention a dream Youkai once… Mu… something.” She shakes her head. “It may be worth asking about at some point, I’m afraid there aren’t really any Youkai dedicated to dreams that I am aware of.”
You nod. “Something to look into I suppose. Where is Reimu anyway? Haven’t seen her since the start of the incident.”
Sanae shrugs. “Usually when she gets onto an incident we don’t see her for awhile. She’ll turn up again eventually…”
“How is the relationship between the shrines anyway? You mention her frequently enough, but I don’t actually know that much about the shrine in general.” You ask.
“Well… the Hakurei shrine is Shinto as well, though I admit I know nothing about their god… Reimu is more focused on maintaining the border and dealing with incidents than doing regular shrine duties”
You nod. “I know they’ve been here from quite some time, though Reimu herself didn’t seem the most… friendly.”
Sanae looks off to the side, perhaps a bit guiltily. “Reimu… can be difficult. But once you get to know her she is nice… even if she has some rough edges.”
“Ah, I actually wandered into a dream of her’s as well, didn’t get a spellcard, but she was pleasant enough.”
Maybe she still likes magic tricks?
Sanae shakes her head again, a small smile. “Who haven’t you entered the dreams of at this rate?”
You pause. “Actually, funny story about that.”
You dig into your pocket, finding what you want and setting it on the table.
Sanae looks down at it, one of her own spellcards. Or a copy anyway.
She stares at it, then slowly reaches into her sleeve and produces a spellcard of her own, the same one you just produced.
She looks between the two of them in silence.
You raise your arms in a placating gesture. “Apologies, I don’t get to choose whose dreams to enter, this was two days back.”
Her cheeks pink a little. “Did you… what was the dream?”
You think about your answer for a moment, do you want to tell her?
It doesn’t take long to make your decision.
“I ran into you outside of Osaka, and we eventually ended up at the Moriya shrine.” You explain.
She visibly pales, suddenly looking very nervous.
"Er... I..." She stutters, but you hold up a hand to get her to stop.
“It… wasn’t what I expected, that was to be sure, and once again my apologies.
“I’m not trying to cause any distress.
“However… honestly it only solidified my decision.”
“De…decision?” She echoes in a small voice.
You nod. “The goddesses did good work… and you’ve done fine work attempting to pay them back. The situation was unfortunate, but you’ve done your best besides.
“I think I’ll end up sticking around for quite some time… if that is alright of course, I like it here.
“Though it has only been a little over a week now, so that may be a tad presumptuous.”
She shakes her head, looking down at the card you placed again, grasping it gently with her hand and feeling it.
“That…”
She sighs, holding the card out towards you.
“That shouldn’t be a problem.” A small smile is back on her face. "It is… a little awkward, and I’m not entirely sure what to think of it.
“But I can give you some tips on how to use it when you are more recovered.”
She stands up slowly, pocketing her own card as well.
“I don’t think you would have any issues if you asked to stay long term.”
She walks over to the door, then through it and outside of the room.
You watch her leave and sigh. That was a tad awkward….
When just at the edge of your hearing, in a whisper.
“Thank you.”
You smile... you don’t think you were meant to hear that.
- - -
You get out of the dining room and step back out into the hallway a while later, looks to be just before noon, no sign of Sanae either.
You idly finger the cards in your pocket. Funny… you never were much for weapons, but you feel kinda stuck without your flight card.
Then again it is only temporary you suppose, and with your…
Lets call it talent.
For getting into fights every time you leave this place perhaps some rest is called for in the long run, and without the possibility of flight for now it makes a good excuse.
*Flap Flap*
You jerk your head towards the right side of the yard, the loud sound of flapping wings catching your attention.
Landing with a burst of dirt and dust is a… Tengu on the far right side of the yard.
She’s dressed in a stereotypical Tengu outfit, and has hair and eyes the same as Aya’s, though she appears much younger at first glance.
She takes a slow look around, before pulling out a paper map from a hidden pocket and giving it a look over. She turns it this way and that before nodding in apparent satisfaction, tucking it back away.
She then cups her hands over her mouth and shouts. “AYUMU!”
Oh dammit, how did you manage to piss the Teng-
...Wait, you think you know the possible answer to that question.
The window of Sanae’s room opens and she sticks her head out curiously to see what the noise is about.
Well at least if you get jumped you have backup. You slide open the door the door to the yard and step outside, raising a lazy wave. “Present!”
The Tengu girl turns to look at you, a neutral expression on her features.
She then flaps her wings again, causing her to take a brief hop through the air before landing in front of you. She gives a lazy salute and pulls a letter out of another pocket, holding it out towards you.
“Eiko’s delivery. Here’s your letter.”
You reach out and take it, it’s a sealed document, marked with the symbol of the… Hieda?
Oh.
“Thank you, I appreciate it. I didn’t expect the delivery to be done by Tengu service.”
She quirks an eyebrow. “Neither blossom nor danmaku nor eternal night will stay Tengu Couriers.”
She jerks a thumb behind her to her curling wings. “Fastest too.”
You smile. “Then once again thank you, I’m afraid I can’t exactly pay coverage however.”
She shrugs. “The Hieda estate covered it, if there’s nothing else I gotta go to my next delivery.”
You nod and she curls her wings the rest of the way around her body, then kicks off the ground into the sky, sending yet more dirt into the air.
… Certainly a dramatic postal service.
You glance around, Sanae’s in the hallway and is starting to walk outside, and the Tengu is already far in the distance.
You look down at the letter and open it.
You close it up and pocket it, well, it is something at least.
“Everything alright?”
Sanae’s voice comes from your left.
You turn your head, then nod. "For the most part, was having Akyuu look into something for me.”
“Can I ask?”
You smile. “It’s nothing that private, my first night here I dreamt of Kyoto, some form of Fox cult there on Inari Mountain.
“It was also the first of… unfortunately many dream deaths, though Satori said that one had nothing to do with the mallet at least.”
She tilts her head. “Fox cult?”
“Ah sorry, Foxes seek acknowledgement like all Youkai do in one form or another. While a Tanuki may head a travelling show, and an Oni may head a raiding tribe. A Fox has multiple options, one of them being forming cults.” You explain.
You rub the back of your neck. “Foxes as they approach the end of their lifespan turn divine in nature. Between that and the mixture of our natural magics, it isn’t uncommon to run into Temples dedicated and run BY them.
“Several shrines and temples started that way, they either disband or turn into something else over time. A Fox cult is similar, though usually more short term, and far more dangerous to everyone involved. A temple will reward its followers and take care of them, a cult is predatory, and a problem.” You shake your head.
“I wasn’t aware of any Fox clans or cults in Kyoto however, so I had Akyuu look into it, she confirmed its presence, but couldn’t tell me anything more.”
Sanae speaks up. “And then you believe that the being you entered the dream of is in Gensokyo?”
You nod, then take a glance around carefully, before walking over and whispering into Sanae’s ear.
“It appeared to be Yakumo Ran, but I do not have anything resembling proof of that beyond similar appearances… and the nine tails.” You step back and speak normally again.
“She is the only lead I have on that front, it doesn’t have any influence on the incident at hand. And I am really not eager to tangle with another Fox, especially not… one like that. So it was just something I had her looking into as a favor. As of right now I don’t plan on acting on it.”
She nods. “That’s good then, but be careful… please?”
You grin. “I’m always careful, wouldn’t have lived so long if I wasn’t.
“Though I DO have a nasty habit of getting the stuffing knocked out of me on a frighteningly regular basis.”
She sighs and shakes her head. “Come on, it’s time for lunch.”
- - -
You follow the priestess back inside and head towards the kitchen, setting up next to her and helping her prepare a simple lunch.
It only takes a short amount of time before you head back, trays in hand and set up in the dining area.
You both start digging in, a comfortable silence between the two of you until a question pops into your head.
“Are there any books or the like I could borrow?” You ask.
Sanae looks at you. “Like… novels?”
You nod. “Normally during the day I am doing yardwork, or am doing things outside of the temple itself.
“Neither is an apparent option right now, so unless I want to rot my brain with the television, I’d like to seek another form of entertainment.”
She looks to the side for a moment, before shaking her head. “We don’t really have anything like that, Kanako keeps some scrolls, but I… really don’t recommend going into her room to take a look at them.”
“Yeah… I think I saw them when I was last in there, I have a feeling she doesn’t exactly read Yukio or the like.”
She giggles. “No I am afraid more than likely not, I am afraid if you seek entertainment like that you would have to see one of the bookstores in the village.”
You lean back against the couch with a sigh, trying to focus on… whatever brain destroying thing is on the screen at the moment as you finish your meal.
- - -
The rest of the afternoon passes in peace, Kanako showing up around four in the afternoon.
“I have returned!” She announces royally, standing at the entrance to the dining room.
Sanae pops some earbuds she had in her ears out, having been playing her DS, while you were switching between the Television and watching the game over her shoulder.
Sanae smiles brightly as the goddess enters. “Good evening Lady Kanako, did everything go well?”
Kanako nods. “Yes, quite. I’m looking into hiring some workers to fix up our road shrines once this incident is over.”
Sanae claps her hands together. “Oh that would be wonderful! Do we have the funds for that?”
The goddess looks a tad awkward. “We can discuss that later, for now I will get changed out of my robes of office.” She steps back out of the dining room and walks down the hallway quickly.
You glance back at Sanae, her hands are still together, but she has a decidedly more… neutral expression on her face.
“You okay over there?” You ask.
Sanae sighs deeply. “Nothing can hurt you more than your mind allows… Life is a journey.”
“Sanae?”
“Life is a journey… life is a journey…”
Oh dear…
Kanako returns some time later in more casual clothing, neither brings up the subject again you notice.
“And how is Suwako doing?” You ask.
The goddess grunts. “She’s still looking into a separate investigation and will be around in time for dinner.”
“Ah, fair enough then, whose cooking tonight?”
Sanae raises a hand, but doesn’t turn her attention away from her game.
- - -
Suwako arrives around an hour later, just in time for dinner.
She is cheerful as well, digging into dinner with glee, not bothering to change out of…
Come to think of it, you don’t think you’ve seen her out of that getup.
“I take it everything went well today Lady Suwako?” Sanae asks, her chipper mood having returned.
The smaller goddess nods happily. “Got some good info I’ll be lookin’ into further, nothing truly firm so far, but good enough to work with.
“Had some people looking into sniffin’ up a trail of our two troublemakers.” Suwako finishes.
“That is good news then, hopefully we can start getting to the bottom of all of this.” Sanae says, returning to her meal.
The rest of dinner passes with idle conversation, nothing more interesting happening than the great ‘Final Strip of Beef War of 2017’.
But you’ve gotten so used to their table antics at this point you can almost entirely ignore it.
Not near Sanae zen levels, but still.
You say your goodbyes to the Moriya group and head towards your part of the Shrine.
You step inside your new lodging and get ready for a night of rest, you are far too weak to try to create a spellcard… and you think Sanae would take it away from you if you tried.
You pump your magical channels again… still far less than when you got here.
With a sigh you head into bed and try to get a full night of sleep.
- - -
Luckily for you, it actually occurs, no dreams or the like and you awaken a little later than you normally would as a possible consequence.
You got a nice boost of magic from the rest as well, not near enough to fight effectively. But enough to regenerate and fly at least… when you get your new card anyway.
You step out into the morning air and cut across for your shower and other morning necessities.
Finishing with that rather quickly you cut across the temple and back into the dining area again.
You enter to find breakfast already started.
“Mornin’ Ayumu.” Suwako says, bit of toast sticking out of her mouth.
Kanako nods, and Sanae is in full meal mode.
“Morning yourself, what’s the plan for today?”
The goddess grins cheekily, producing a card from her sleeve and handing it to you.
Another flight card.
“The shrine is goin’ on an excursion today.”
You look at her curiously. “The… entire shrine?”
She nods.
“Yeah, we figured with the way things are goin’ lately it would be safer. Though we’ve reached a bit of an impasse regarding destination. I personally think we should head to the Tengu village, you’ve still yet to visit that I am aware of, and I have a new possible lead there with Lord Tenma.” She explains.
Kanako speaks up. “And I still believe we should track down that wolf to see what she knows. It leaves a truly bad taste in my mouth that she attacked at guest of my shrine and was just… let go.” She finishes, anger in her tone.
“That… and it wouldn’t hurt to check on the mermaid as well.”
You nod and point to Sanae. “And her vote?”
Suwako shakes her head and speaks up. “She doesn’t want any part of voting."
“Normally we would settle it with a combat duel… but Sanae was decidedly against the idea.” She explains.
Yeah… so are you, it took awhile to fix that roof.
“So what would your opinion be Ayumu?” Kanako asks, looking at you seriously.
“Either way we would all be going as a group, for safety if nothing else.” Suwako shrugs, then looks at you seriously as well.
Oh dear. You appear to have entered some form of Shinto Democracy.
Chapter 28: Tengu
Chapter Text
“I have been meaning to see the Tengu village for some time now, if it is alright I would like to go see that instead of going back to the forest.”
You rub your shoulder. “Especially after my last visit.”
Kanako sighs looked frustrated. “...If that is your wish.”
You nod. “Yes, my apologies, I have no problem going later, but I’d feel better if I was actually in combat shape… such as it was.”
Suwako reaches over and pats you on the shoulder. “Eh, between you and me I don’t blame ya after your last time out.”
She glances over at Sanae. “I don’t think she would have enjoyed the idea much either.”
With that you all finish up breakfast.
Kanako and Suwako head back to their rooms, to change you presume.
You change into what nice clothes you have left yourself, and meet up with the Moriya’s outside of the front of the building.
For once no one is carrying anything extra you notice, Sanae and Suwako both smile at your approach, while Kanako is looking down the mountain off in the distance.
“Shall we then?”
They each start floating off the ground, and you grasp your flight card and put a bit of magic into it as well.
It is satisfying as you gently lift off as well, at least you can do this again.
They all take off and you follow, past the waterfall and down the mountain.
“So where is this place anyway?” You ask, catching up to Sanae.
She points off towards the forest on the western side of the mountain, it’s just trees as far as you can see.
“Rather well hidden I see.”
Sanae smiles and nods. “The Tengu tend to be territorial, and value their privacy on top of it.”
“They do not have a problem with visitors… if you know the way there already.” She explains.
Hmm.
It’s a short flight as you pass through the treetops and onto a dirt path.
Down it, a good half mile away appear to be a large set of wooden gates, you can see what you believe to be structures behind it, but they are tall enough to obscure the majority of it.
“I take it that is the Tengu village?” You ask.
Suwako nods, then puts her fingers to her mouth and lets out a shrill whistle.
You hear some rustling in the threes and several Tengu hop out of them landing on the dirt path.
They form a formation on it, each has a shield against their forearm and a mix of swords and spears strapped to their backs.
The one who you suppose is the leader steps forward, a wolf tengu with white hair like the rest, though she is the only female among them.
“Welcome once again to the Tengu village Moriya… and guest?” She speaks in a voice that’s light but has a guttural edge, like a dog you suppose.
You bow slightly. “Ayumu, guest of the Moriya shrine.”
The wolf looks at Kanako and Suwako curiously.
Suwako smiles at her. “New arrival in Gensokyo, he’s workin’ for us, we figured we’d introduce him to the Tengu and Lord Tenma."
The wolf walks up to you slowly, looking you over, before taking a deep sniff.
Her ears twitch, then she nods holding out a hand.
“Momiji, welcome to the Tengu Village.”
You grasp it and shake it. “Thank you.”
She looks at you oddly.
“Yes… your welcome.”
She turns back to the group and barks an order.
Literally barks. The Tengu in response jump back up into the trees, she lets go of your hand a moment later and joins them, the path becoming quiet once again.
You turn back to look at the Moriya. “Friendly enough. Shall we?”
Sanae giggles. Then moves to walk past you towards the village, the rest of the Moriya following, Suwako has a smirk on her face as well.
…What?
- - -
You follow the group towards the village gate, tall and well made from wood, it stands imposing against a wall in the middle of the forest.
Two towers stand next to it, manned by more Wolf Tengu.
The gate opens as you approach revealing the village inside.
It… definitely puts the Human Village to shame, but in another form entirely.
Similar materials, wood and stone, but there is where the similarities end.
Buildings are set against, and in the trees of the forest themselves.
Pathways and bridges link from tree to tree, and Tengu of all sorts flit about the place.
The ground floor is taken up mostly by a large running river, flanked by what is an apparent marketplace.
While the upper levels more set into the trees are housing and apparent workshops..
Some Tengu look at you with curiosity as you enter, but most seem content with going out their daily tasks as you walk through it.
In the center of the village itself is a large central tree, surrounded by ropes and ceremonial seals.
Set on its upper section is a large circular structure that appears to go all the way around it.
Suwako points to it as you enter.
“That would be Lord Tenma’s palace, and our destination.”
You nod, half paying attention.
The Tengu certainly didn’t live like this where you come from.
The palace has a large staircase winding up towards it, and you all head in that direction.
You pass by more shops selling all sorts of goods, produce and the various things that you’d expect.
One thing you do notice is that compared to the Kappa village there aren’t really any other kinds of Youkai here.
“So tell me about this Lord Tenma.” You say quietly, leaning over to Suwako.
The goddess shrugs. “Lord Tenma’s a crow tengu, relatively friendly, though she’s a new leader, her predecessor stepped down a couple of months back. Just be careful of what you say, like you would with any other person in power. Though we are actually in good standings with her.” She smiles happily.
You reach the steps and start heading up them, well made of fine stone… taken from the mountain itself?
Small guard stations mark the path upwards, more Tengu stationed in them with sharp spears, oddly enough they are in full armor as well.
You lean over to Sanae as you pass by another one.
“Do the Tengu not believe in spellcards?”
She shakes her head. “They use them the same as everyone else. However for threats to their territory or people they will fall back to a more… permanent option.”
“Ah…” You eye the weapons carefully.
… You really hope you don’t have to fight today.
- - -
You make it the rest of the way up the steps and to a large set of doors, two guards push it open as you approach, revealing a large room.
It’s relatively relatively ornate, many Tengu are milling about, almost all wearing ceremonial masks and robes.
Sitting on displays are what appear to be artifacts, scrolls, and other such items set about the place.
To the right and left of the room are large doors, you suppose it leads around the tree, while at the end of the room it a large ornate door flanked by two more armored Tengu.
Compared to the Palace underground… this one definitely has a more political air to it.
The Tengu who notice your presence bow to the Goddesses in apparent respect, though they pay them no mind as they make their way through the room.
On further glance it appears both are in ‘Goddess Mode’ as they come to a stop before the large doors.
Suwako turns to look at you. “I will be headin’ in first, then I’ll bring the rest of you inside.”
She then heads through the doors past the guards, leaving the three of you in the central chamber.
The other Tengu have already gone back to their conversations with each other, it all blending into little more than white noise even with your hearing.
“So how long has the Moriya been working with the Tengu anyway?” You ask.
Kanako answers. “Almost as long as we have been here, the Tengu did not have any deities for protection so we stepped into that role.”
Sanae picks up where she lets off with a smile. “It has worked out rather well so far, barring a few mishaps here or there, we actually have a small shrine in the village itself.”
“Any holes in it?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head. “No surprisingly enough, Suwako and Kanako do not visit it all that often.”
Kanako pointedly looks away, apparently wanting no further part in this discussion.
“Well then perhaps we can take a look at it later, I’m rather curious.”
Sanae nods, then goes back to looking at some of the artifacts scattered about.
- - -
It is just a short time later when the doors open again behind you, the two guards beckoning you inside. The three of you enter to find yourself in a central chamber within the tree itself, more artifacts line the walls. The room itself reminds you of a Roman forum for lack of a better term, descending steps going down to a central ‘arena’.
Cushions and the like lay scattered about on the steps, and at the bottom is Suwako sitting on one as well. In front of her on a larger one is a Crow Tengu, their features hidden by a traditional mask, not dissimilar to the ones the Tengu on the outside were wearing.
Suwako waves you down and gestures to the cushions, you accept the invitation and head down with Sanae and Kanako, taking a seat on the farthest one.
Sanae flanks you to your left, while Kanako sits to the left of Suwako.
The Tengu looks between you all, then speaks up.
“I welcome you all to the Tengu Village.”
She turns to Kanako.
“I welcome you, Kanako Yasaka, Goddess of War and the Heavens.”
Then to Suwako. “Suwako Moriya, Goddess of War and the Earth.”
Sanae. “Sanae Kochiya, maiden of the Moriya Shrine.”
And then finally. “Ayumu, guest of the Moriya Shrine.”
“I am Lord Tenma. I was told you came seeking information, and it is within my power to give… but first.”
She reaches up, and with a ‘click’ the mask pops off of her face, revealing a relatively young woman.
Like the rest of the Crow Tengu you have seen so far she has dark black hair and red eyes.
A small smile is on her face as she claps.
Two doors open against the far wall, two more Tengu stepping through them, carrying trays which they set it front of you.
A small cup sits in the center of each, you take a sniff.
… Right, Tengu.
Lord Tenma takes the cup and drinks it, letting out a sigh of happiness.
You take a drink yourself, along with Suwako and Kanako, Sanae just sits there awkwardly not touching the alcohol.
Not bad.
“As for the lead, my scouts with the help of Aya looked into the incident a bit further. We believe we have a possible trail on the suspects, but we are still looking into it. If it is what we think it is however it should lead directly to the culprits themselves.”
Kanako speaks up. “That is good then! Where is this trail?”
The Tengu shakes her head.
“When we have something confirmed we will happily share it with you.
“However for the moment it is still being investigated by our scouts. I will gladly welcome your assistance, but you are not exactly known for subtlety Lord Kanako.”
The goddess clicks her tongue but says no more.
“The trouble makers have declared war on the Tengu, and we intend to see it to its conclusion, on that you have my word. I will send a representative to the temple when we are ready to move, at that time you will have the might of the Tengu behind you.” Tenma finishes.
Suwako nods. “The Moriya will gladly welcome it, is there anything else?”
Lord Tenma smiles. “As far as the incident goes unfortunately not… however…”
“We are having trouble with a local crop we were hoping you could look at Suwako, and we recently just made a new batch of weapons for the guard we were hoping you could bless Kanako.”
Both goddesses nod, clearly not bothered by the request.
So this is goddess work?
“As for you two, Sanae and Ayumu, you are welcome to explore my village and see whatever it is you wish to see, you are honored guests.” She says with another smile, before leading Kanako and Suwako out of the room through the back.
If Sanae is surprised by this she doesn’t show it.
“I take it this is normal then?” You ask.
Sanae nods, slowly getting up from the cushion.
“About normal yes for them, shall we?”
You get up yourself, following her outside of the room and back onto the steps outside of the building.
“So...we have until the evening more than likely, is there anything in the village you want to see in particular?”
Chapter 29: Exploration
Chapter Text
“I would like to explore the Tengu village if at all possible, and then maybe when we are finished check out the branch shrine as well, I’m curious about both to be honest.” You say after some thought.
Sanae nods happily. “I have no problem with either, I do not get to visit the Tengu village very often.”
You together with her head out away from the palace and down a side street running perpendicular to the market, like the rest of the town it is well maintained.
“Good morning.” A Tengu greets Sanae warmly as she walks past, and she returns the greeting readily. Others seem to recognize her as well, though they do not say anything.
At least they are a friendly bunch of people.
It appears this are more craftsmen around here as opposed to the general market, Tengu working on wood and clay. There’s even a shop making the decorative Tengu masks you see all over the place.
“So how long have Tengu been here anyway?” You ask Sanae, carefully sidestepping a cart placed in the path.
She shakes her head. “I couldn’t tell you to be honest, all I know is they have been here longer than Gensokyo itself."
“Original inhabitants of the forest then?”
Sanae shrugs. “As I said, I couldn’t tell you, they keep to themselves, though they are friendly once you get to know them.”
Another greets her as she walks past and yeah. It’s a better situation than you expected.
A few more minutes of walking takes you off that road and into what you could almost describe as a pier of sorts. A large wooden bridge goes across the wide river that makes up the center of the village itself.
It’s well made, not shoddy, and structures line the sides of it. Like it would in a medieval city it appears the market extends onto the bridge itself as people hawk their wares to passersby.
There’s some Tengu near the shore itself, down below the bridge. Some are hanging up laundry by the waterside or setting pots down, while more are actually in the water themselves fishing.
Smaller more poor houses line the river themselves down on the banks, but still only as bad as the worst housing you saw in the human village.
You are taken from your musings by the flapping of wings, a figure landing in front of the two of you.
A… schoolgirl?
A Tengu lands in front of both of you, in a very modern outfit. A pink shirt with a short skirt of a purple and black… checker pattern? Her whole outfit has a lot of purple to it, from her shoes, to the purple Tokin cap she’s wearing, as opposed to the usual red.
“Sanae! There you are!” She says, eagerly, pulling out a… cellphone?
“Ah, good morning Hatate.” Sanae says warmly.
The Tengu holds the phone up. “I know a scoop when I see one! The Moriya have been here a lot lately, and I want to get to the bottom of it. Especially since I’m the first one to get to you today, I know you haven’t spoken to Aya since you got here!” She finishes, pulling out a small sketchbook to go along with the phone.
Sanae sighs then turns to look at you. “Just stick around here for a bit Ayumu, this wont take very long.”
You… didn’t expect her to accept.
But nonetheless, you nod and turn away from the proceedings towards the bridge as the Tengu starts pelting her with questions.
You walk over and lean against the railing overlooking the river, watching the passersby.
The water is clean and crystal clear, it’s heading away from the mountain and further off into the forest, you are kinda curious as to where it lets out, the lake doesn’t seem to lead to anything this massive. Underwater streams perhaps?
A group of children, three wolf girls and one crow boy go running down the bridge tossing a ball between them, while laughing happily as only children can. Beyond them an apparent couple is looking through some jewelry at a stall.
People never change no matter what kind of being they are you suppose. You'd know that better than most.
An eruption of barking makes itself known behind you, along with the crash of broken wood.
You glance over your shoulder, an apparent Shogi parlor is there, two Wolf tengu are currently grappling with each other over the apparent result of a game.
The table is half broken beneath them, pieces scattered everywhere.
A few onlookers watch with interest, but none get between them as they grapple.
It is broken up a short time later by the apparent owner of the establishment, an older looking Wolf Tengu who grabs them by the scruffs of their necks and literally tosses them into the street.
Both glare at each other but go no further, apparently chastised.
Never change indeed.
“Ayumu!” Sanae’s voice grabs your attention.
You turn to look, she’s walking over to you, Hatate writing in the sketchbook still.
“Faster than I expected, though I’m surprised you agreed to an interview at all after your reaction to Aya.” You say curiously.
She shrugs. “Nobody actually… reads Hatate’s paper, and I was curious if she had heard any rumors, she didn’t know anything however.”
You look back towards the Tengu fiddling with her cellphone.
“She uses a cellphone as well?”
Sanae shakes her head. “That’s her camera actually… I’m not sure why it looks that way.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask actually, can you help mine get setup like yours? Otherwise it’s just a lump of plastic sitting next to my bed.”
She taps a finger against her chin. “I can help you get the spirit news on it, for whatever that is worth… but I wonder if we can get messaging set up.”
“Could be helpful…” You say, thinking about the other night.
She looks around for a moment. “Lets get some food then head onwards towards the branch shrine.”
- - -
You stop by a local grill and get some food, setting up on a table under an awning outside.
You wonder if there is work available here too, though considering the lack of other species beyond Tengu here you have a feeling that wouldn’t work out too well in the long run.
You think you’ve spotted an odd human here or there, but nothing major.
… Actually come to think of it you don’t think you’ve ever seen another human on the mountain itself besides Sanae.
“So about those dreams?” Sanae asks while you are eating. “If you get harmed in them, does it transfer over to the real world?”
You shake your head. “It has a high chance of waking me up, I still feel pain, but nothing is permanent.
“The most that could happen would be something that is the after effects of shock I suppose. But that is exceedingly rare. I tend to avoid it not because of any real physical dangers from the dream itself, its usually waking up next to the target that causes the problems.” You finish with a shrug.
“Ah… that would make sense I suppose. How are you finding the Tengu village so far?” She asks.
“I like it quite a bit actually, it’s a nice place, and far far larger than I honestly expected.”
She nods. “They’ve had quite some time to set it up as I’ve said, they’ve been here almost if not as long as the Oni have.”
“How old is Gensokyo anyway?” You ask.
“I… honestly do not know, Youkai and the like have been here for centuries, but Gensokyo itself… Some of the older Youkai would know, along with Reimu and Yukari, I know it isn’t that old compared to the area. There aren’t really history books around here as such, though Keine would know as well I suppose.” She explains.
“It’s not really important, I was just curious, I hardly knew anything about it myself before I came here.” You say, returning to your meal.
- - -
You head out of the restaurant and towards this branch shrine Sanae mentioned, it’s tucked away in a corner of the village, a small structure, a little smaller than the Hakurei shrine.
Standing near the entrance are two statues of Kanako and Suwako, the same ones you saw in the dream come to think of it….
The grounds are well maintained and there is a large decorative rope hanging in front of the entrance, along with a Torii gate painted bright red.
A stone path leads through it to the stairs of the shrine itself, a small donation box sitting at the top of them.
It’s remarkably clean, though no one appears to be here.
“So does something take care of this building?” You ask.
Sanae nods. “The goddesses have someone on hire to come by and take care of the place, there used to be a shrine maiden but…”
She looks away awkwardly.
“She left.”
Ah… you look over the grounds again, at least it is still in one piece, compared to the one on top of the mountain anyway.
You walk into the grounds itself with her, before stopping at the donation box.
“So, tell me about the Moriya.”
Sanae tilts her head at you curiously.
“What’s the sales pitch?” You ask, gesturing to the grounds.
“Er…” She utters, obviously confused.
“What do you and the goddesses offer to have people give you faith? You didn’t mention much at the train station beyond the gods being kind and wise, on top of offering protection.”
She shakes her head.
“Lady Kanako protects those who worship her, and Suwako maintains the land of her followers. “It’s how they’ve been working for a thousand years. Though Kanako has been seeking alternate ways of generating faith since we got here… it is why things got…”
She bits her lip, shaking her head again.
“And they offer the same to the Tengu? Suwako I know is looking over some crops, and Kanako is blessing weapons, is that the norm?” You ask.
“Yes, I believe that it was said before that the Tengu did not have any Deities near them when we arrived, the Aki harvest gods were around.... But they mostly stayed focused on the local human populations." She explains.
“Kanako and Suwako showing up made them popular rather quickly, relations are still good, but have become more strained lately. The attack on the village didn’t help, Kanako took that rather personally as you can imagine.”
You nod. “She seemed bothered by it immensely when I spoke to her earlier in the week.”
Sanae sighs. “Kanako takes her job as a goddess seriously, she’s a goddess before she is anything else. So she can feel at times she is failing at her very existence when things go wrong.” She says, looking back towards the Tengu village.
“Either way.” You say. “I’ve gotta figure all of this out if I want to help repair relations, I’ll have my work cut off for me.”
Sanae looks back towards you with a smile. “Yes, though the Tengu are still quite okay with us, I have honestly no idea how you think you’ll manage the underground.”
You return the smile.
Looking back over the grounds an idea forms in your head. “I assure you I have my means. Any thoughts on hiring another shrine maiden by the way?” You ask.
“Not at the moment, I’m not even sure where the previous one went, one day she was here, the other Suwako told me she quit.”
You rub your chin. “Is that her?” You ask, pointing over her shoulder.
She turns around confused, but sees nothing except the fence around the shrine.
She turns back a question dying on her lips as her eyes widen at the sight of you.
A simple Miko’s outfit has replaced your clothes, your hair having elongated down to your waist, though keeping the same black tone.
You are a little shorter than her now, and at her expression you giggle a little.
“Could I be a shrine maiden you ask?” Your voice light and a large amount more feminine.
“Who… what? Where is Ayumu!?” She asks, backing up nervously.
You waggle a finger. “Shapeshifter remember? Fox?”
She stares at you a moment longer before clarity seems to come over her. Did she forget?
“Doesn’t… doesn’t that drain your magic?” She asks.
You shrug your shoulders, pulling out a Gohei of your own and idly twirling it in your fingers.
“Shapeshifting is natural for me. As long as I do not get too crazy with it, something like this takes less than my flight card does... Just don’t ask me to fight in this form, or in general for awhile.”
She looks over you a moment longer, before sighing and looking you over again.
“No more surprises please… it’s been a long couple of days.”
You grin, dropping the shapeshift, turning back to your normal form.
“Apologies, so are we meeting up with the goddesses, or will they be finding us?”
Sanae shrugs again. “We could just head back to the temple ourselves, otherwise we can go take a look for them.”
You think about it a moment, before another idea takes over.
You walk over to Sanae. “Hey, remember this morning when Kanako ticked you off a little?”
She nods slowly. “I… wouldn’t say ticked off exactly, I mean Kanako tries her best bu-“ You hold up a hand. "But it annoyed you right?"
She nods again.
You take on a particularly vulpine grin as you lean over to whisper into her ear. “How would you like to do a little trick?”
As you explain it to her a grin matching your own comes across her face.
- - -
You head back to the palace together, and luckily enough both Kanako and Suwako are at the base of it chatting already.
Sanae shouts a happy greeting towards the two of them as you approach.
Both goddess turn to look at you, then freeze on the spot.
“Good afternoon Lady Kanako and Lady Suwako! Did everything go well?” You say as well in a greeting, your voice a perfect match for Sanae’s as you stop in front of them.
You both bow towards them in sync, before rising to look at them both with a smile.
Kanako pales looking between the two of you.
You think this is the first time you’ve seen her well and truly flabbergasted.
Suwako however looks at the display in confusion.
“Aight, which one of you is Sanae.” She ask, pointing a finger at the both of you.
You both look at each other. Two Sanae’s standing before the goddessesses, each a perfect match for the other.
You each raise a finger and point to the other, giggling as you do so.
“She is!” You both say at the same time.
Kanako puts her hands on her hips. “That is enough of this… this… tomfoolery!”
Sanae looks at you. “Tomfoolery?”
You shrug. “I don’t know him, is that a new god?” You ask.
Sanae returns the shrug. “Perhaps another war god?”
Suwako starts cracking up while Kanako looks like she’s completely dumbfounded.
“I think our Goddesses are confused Sanae.” You say.
“Indeed Sanae, that appears to be the case, perhaps they need rest?” She responds.
You nod. “Staying out too late is bad for those of a divine persuasion, we should return to the temple post haste!”
Kanako throws her arms up in frustration and stomps off, leaving you with the cackling earth goddess.
Suwako wipes away a tear from her eye. “Well done, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen her that bothered. Now which one of you is Ayumu?”
A set of fox ears appear on your and Sanae’s heads, both neon green to match the hair.
And you each point at yourselves.
“…Aight you made your point, but one of you has to make dinner tonight.” The goddess says, a neutral expression on her face, and almost a touch of annoyance as well.
You look towards Sanae. “This is true, but can we both cook at the same time?”
She shakes her head. “It would be a mess if we both tried to make the same thing at the same time, perhaps it would be wiser if we allow Kanako to cook instead? She was eager after last time.”
Suwako's expression cracks a little, her face now paling as well.
“Ayumu give me my shrine maiden back.”
You both look to each other again and shrug, then walk away calling after Kanako.
Suwako is stammering behind you as you both walk way, arms around each others shoulder.
Kanako is already long gone, but Suwako doesn’t need to know that.
When you are just out of range Sanae breaks into a fit of giggles, and you drop the illusion.
“I do believe we should run back to the temple now.” You say to the maiden.
“Quite!”
- - -
You both make your way back to the temple, Sanae breaking off to get started on making dinner, while you relax in the dining room. Kanako is already there watching the television idly, not paying any attention as you sit down in front of the couch she is lounging on.
A few minutes later Suwako shows up as well, she looks over the scene in confusion, before running off to look into the kitchen. She returns a moment later, a smile on her face as she sits down next to the table.
No conversation passes between you, though with Kanako that is normal, you think Suwako is giving you the silent treatment again.
About an hour passes before Sanae comes out with food, some noodle bowls on trays, along with a side dish of some sort of egg.
Little conversation passes beyond Sanae asking about the actual results of the days goddess work. Nothing apparently too interesting occurred.
You spend some time afterwards with them in the dining room before turning in for bed.
Making your way back into your room you get undressed as you feel your magical channels again.
By tomorrow you should hopefully be okay enough to take care of yourself, or at least get out of dodge if a fight starts.
You still are absolutely nowhere near peak condition, or even near you were when you entered, but you aren’t helpless.
You look down at your bed, and the spellcards on the table besides.
Chapter 30: Secrets
Chapter Text
You take a card from the top of the stack, holding it in front of you, the patterns glinting in the light of the sunset through your windows.
You take a deep breath, and then you channel your magical energy outward, and push it into the card.
It alights blue like all the times before, then…
Nothing happens.
It still shines brightly, casting the room in an azure light... but it doesn't form anything at first.
Then, all at once you feel it take magical energy from your arm again, cutting off the supply from the rest of your body as it drains too quickly.
With a bright flash of light energy erupts from it, sending you crashing backwards into the table, cards flying everywhere.
You shake your head, what… just happened?
Blank cards flutter down from the air, landing all over the place.
And in your hand is… a new spell card.
An image of an old Japanese village, burning.
In golden letters across the bottom it reads.
“Last Word – The Final Fox of Miyagi”
… You have got to be fucking with me.
You look at the card, and your room around it.
Shaking your head you remove the majority of them from your bedspread and turn in for the night, you can deal with this in the morning.
- - -
You wake up in the morning, a night of pleasant no dreams.
You stretch and look about… right.
Card explosion...
You take a few minutes to pick up the spread around cards back into their pile by your table, and then head outside across the yard for your morning routine.
A quick shower later you change into one of the casual sets Suwako helped you acquire, then head down the hallway and into the main roo-
Guests?
Two young blonde women in fall themed dresses are standing in the main hall, idly talking to each other.
You change your clothes into your suit with a quick bit of magic, before walking into the room.
“Good morning ladies, can I help you?” You ask, stopping in front of them.
The one with the flower ornament in her hair clasps her hands and smiles at you.
“Good morning sir! I was not aware there was a guest here, would you perhaps know if Kanako is around?” She asks.
You shake your head. “Unfortunately I do not, if you’d like I can go check on her.”
She waves your offer away. “No no, that is fine, we can wait. She will certainly be around soon. Are you a new member of the shrine?”
“Yes actually, I’m a tenant of the shrine. Just recently arrived.” You lightly bow. “My name is Ayumu. Who might I be speaking with?” Knowing Kanako and Suwako’s usual company…
“Ah! My apologies! I am Shizuha.” She explains
The other woman speaks up. “And I am Minoriko, we are gods who live on the mountain.”
“Pleasure to meet you both. I believe Sanae mentioned you… harvest goddesses?” You ask.
Minoriko nods. “Yes I am, my sister Shizuha is a goddess of Fall however.”
Usual company indeed, though friendly like Hina at least.
“I used to know of a harvest goddess in Miyagi… name was Ikue if I remember correctly. I never met her personally, she mostly stayed with the humans, I don’t know if she is still around. Though Miyagi is still heavily agricultural.” You say, remembering back.
Shizuha taps her chin. “Izue… no it’s nor familiar to me, harvest and seasonal gods are usually local I’m afraid, we never really left this area.”
Minoriko shakes her head as well. “I’m afraid I haven’t either, but it pleases me that there is still others of our kind in the outside world.” She finishes with a genuine smile.
“I can imagine, are you here on official goddess business?”
Minoriko shakes her head with another smile and holds up a bag. “Just delivering some of our excess produce.” She shakes it for emphasis, a few vegetables are poking out of the top of it.
“Ah, she’s probably still at breakfast, if you wish I can bring them over to her, I was heading there myself.”
Minoriko nods and holds the bag out and you grab it gently. “I would appreciate that, we have a busy day, the fall grape harvest is still in full swing.”
“It’s no problem, I will get these over to her.”
Minoriko nods her head and tilts forward in a light bow. “Then I thank you once again.”
They both step outside the temple building, leave you to watch them go.
Friendly.
- - -
You head out the other side of the main hall and into the dining room,
Suwako and Sanae are already sitting at the table with small plates of food, but no sign of Kanako.
“Kanako cooking breakfast?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head rapidly in the negative. “She is looking into something in the human village this morning. She asked us to meet her there after we finished breakfast.”
“Already? How did she manage to find something to check out before breakfast?”
Suwako grins up at you, slapping a hand against your usual cushion by the table.
“Goddess! Doesn’t sleep unless she wants to, now come on eat we got things to do!”
You take the hint and sit down to breakfast with the two of them.
- - -
It passes quickly, they are already ready to go and you head outside the temple before taking off towards the human village.
It’s a short flight to get there, and nobody shoots you down this time, which is a plus.
You all arrive outside the southern gate, already busy this weekday morning with people bringing in the harvest through the gates. Minoriko must have been busy indeed.
You cut your way through with Sanae and get through the gate and onto the main street where it is a bit more free to move around.
Sanae breaks through the crowd and catches up to you… but there is no sign of…
“Where’s Suwako?” You ask, looking over the crowd.
*Ribbit*
A frog noise comes from Sanae, and you look at her in confusion, before with a rustling a small frog peeks out of a hidden pocket in her outfit.
*Ribbit*
“…Suwako?” You ask slowly.
You get a croak in affirmation.
“Suwako uses a frog form when she doesn’t want to be noticed.” Sanae says quietly.
“...Okay then.”
You follow Sanae as you cut a path through the busy street towards the central plaza, it takes a few minutes to get there with how crowded it is.
It’s busy as expected with the merchants out in full force around the statue.
People coming and going, yet no sign of Kanako.
You follow Sanae further up to the dragon statue where you stop and survey the scene. There is stall after stall and people of all sorts along with the odd Youkai.
But no sign of the goddess anywhere.
“Is this where she said she would meet us?” You ask.
Sanae looks around the square another time, nodding as she does so.
“She said she would meet us here at this time…” She explains.
“Should we look for her then? Or do you want to stay here for a bit?”
Sanae shakes her head. “I think we shou-“
“HALT RIGHT THERE!”
A loud voice from behind you causes Sanae to jump, and you turn to look for the source of it.
A woman in regal dress marches up to the both of you with purpose, cutting through the crowd.
She stops a few feet in front of the both of you and crosses her arms in front of her chest.
Her hair is strawberry red and tied up behind her head in a tight bun, complementing a Kimono of deep purple.
There’s a small smile on her face as she looks at the two of you, like the cat who caught the canary.
“I am an Officer of the Gensokyo Police Force, and you will tell me all you know about the ongoing incident!” She halfway shouts, her red eyes glinting with excitement.
You look towards Sanae. “Gensokyo has a police force?”
“…No.”
The woman stands there, tapping a foot against the ground impatiently.
“And… which incident would that be exactly?” You ask.
She waves her hand in the air. “What incident… Of all the!”
“The giant flying ship in the sky my retainers spoke of, what else!”
Ship… in the sky?
“Ah!” Sanae speaks up. “It’s just down that way.” She says, pointing down the northern road.
“Just a bit outside the town down the road, can’t miss it.”
The woman breaks out into a large grin.
“I thank you for your cooperation, the Gensokyo police force is always looking for new deputies if you are interested!” And with that she goes walking down the northern road, leaving you both to stare after her.
“Who was that exactly?”
Sanae tilts her head. “I… honestly have no idea.”
*Ribbit*
- - -
“So…” You say, looking around the square again. “I believe I was asking should we wait here, or should we go look for her?”
...
… “Wait, can’t Suwako sense her?”
Sanae stares at you for a moment, and then palms her face. “Yes… she can.”
She gently lifts the frog out of her pocket and holds it in front of her.
They have a staring match for several moments, before Sanae sighs and puts Suwako back in her pocket.
“She’s at the schoolhouse.” Sanae says after a moment.
"You... can speak psychic frog?" You ask.
She giggles. "No... not exactly, it's not too dissimilar to what Suwako and Kanako share.
She cuts through the square and starts heading up the north road.
“Why on earth would Kanako be at a schoolhouse?” You ask, catching up to her.
“Keine works there, so she may be trying to get some information, it’s just a bit down this road and to the left.”
She leads you a bit down to the path, then true to her word cuts a sharp left just a block or two down.
The side street is mostly housing, not exactly affluent, but not poor either. It’s another two minutes or so before you come across a large building standing off from the rest.
It’s two stories and well made, with a simple fence surrounding it, the grounds are filled with playing children and adults watching them. Teachers or parents you’d imagine.
Sanae enters through the gate and towards the door of the structure itself, opening it and ushering you inside.
It’s a simple lobby, with two twin hallways going to the right and left with doors against them.
Sanae moves down the left hallway, before stopping at a door. The nameplate beside it reading.
‘K. Kamishirasawa’
“This is Keine’s office.” Sanae says, waiting a moment and then knocking on the door.
Silence responds, leaving her to stand there a bit awkwardly.
…Then the door opens after a moment, revealing a surprised and rather bedraggled looking Keine.
It’s a rather nice office behind her, with bookcase after bookcase lining the wall, along with a rather nice if well used desk.
Keine looks at you a moment, before sighing and gesturing you inside. “The rest of the Moriya then… Welcome to my office.”
Sanae steps around her and you do so as well as Keine closes the door behind the both of you.
Kanako is indeed here, standing near a window in the back of the room, looking over the grounds.
Keine returns to her desk. “I didn’t expect more guests this morning, I DO have to prepare this afternoons lesson plan keep in mind.”
Kanako speaks up. “I am fully aware of how busy you are Keine, but as protector of the human village you must realize how important this is as well.”
Keine rubs her temples in frustration. “I am aware Kanako.
“I do not have a problem looking into the Amanojaku, but do keep in mind this kind of thing takes time, I don’t exactly have all this information on immediate hand.”
So that is what this is about?
Kanako breaths in deeply.
“Then I look forward to your findings.” Kanako says after a moment, before turning to look at you and Sanae.
“I apologize for the delay; the conversation took longer than I had planned.”
There’s some grumbling from Keine’s desk.
Kanako turns to look at the teacher, then back to you. “Come, we have things to discuss.”
And without another word walks past the two of you and back out of the office.
Sanae quickly bows to Keine and steps out herself.
“Good morning Keine, and my apologies.”
Keine smiles and waves you off. “Don’t worry about it… everyone does it. Just please, I do have work to do.”
You nod. “Still, my apologies.” And head outside of the room yourself to see Kanako and Sanae waiting outside down in the lobby.
“Got what you came for?” You ask, closing the door and walking over.
Kanako nods her head. “Keine will look into the Amanojaku, I’m afraid there wasn’t much in the way of useful information about it that I could find.”
Sanae speaks up. “That would be helpful, we haven’t had much in the way of information about her…
“What are we doing today then?”
Kanako grins. “Today we shall be seeing the status of the Hakurei’s investigation, I had also intended on looking into the Taoists as well.
“I am not aware of their stake in this, and wish to see if they have learned anything about this matter that we have not.” She explains.
“The… Taoists Lady Kanako?” Sanae says nervously. “Are you certain that is wise?”
She’s shooting furtive glances at you.
What could she have to worry abo-
Oh, the counterpart to Byakuren, right.
You don’t seriously expect me to switch flags that easily do you Sanae?
Kanako shakes her head. “I do not see any problems with querying them on the status of their efforts, if they are making any.
“But let us head to the Hakurei Shrine first; I am curious about their efforts.” Kanako says, pulling out her flight card.
You mirror the action, and she takes off, you and Sanae following closely behind as she leaves the village.
It’s a short flight to the hill near the town upon which the shrine resides, and it’s much as the same as when you were last here.
Though there are far more leaves on the ground, apparently nobody has swept it in quite some time.
There are no signs of anybody on the grounds either.
You hear several joints popping and a satisfied sigh besides you, and you look over to see Suwako stretching her arms behind her back.
“Done being a frog for the day?” You ask.
She nods happily. “For the most part, depends on if we have to go to the Human Village again.”
“Why would you need to hide yourself like that in the Human Village?” You ask.
She shrugs. “Me an’ Kanako are both gods of a same domain, but I dig into the curse aspect as well. So most human’s bug me for crap if they see me around."
“Then that time we ran into you in the village previously?”
“Nobody there really knows what I look like in big mode, so I didn’t need to worry about it. I have my means if I need to check out something in the human village without getting noticed for who I am.” She explains.
“And the last two times you and me were there?”
She winks at you. “Both times we had an objective so we were in and out.
“That and I couldn’t exactly guide you around town as a frog, and beanpole doesn’t like going into mini mode. Didn’t know how long we were gonna be waiting there so I didn’t want to be noticed, ya wouldn’t believe how many people want their ex cursed or some such.”
You shake your head. “I can imagine actually, though I don’t do curses myself.”
She gives you an appraising eye, then giggles. “I suppose ya would, but no, unless I’m on actual goddess work I stick to frog form or something similar.
“Sanae handles the proselytizing, and Youkai tend to solve their own problems that would require a curse. Do get work from time to time removing them as opposed to puttin’ them on though.” She finishes with a shrug, and then turns to look towards the temple.
Kanako and Sanae are standing by the door to the shrine itself.
Sanae is standing there awkwardly, while Kanako is standing there looking impatient.
“No shrine maiden huh.” You say, looking over the scene.
“Apparently not.” Suwako agrees.
Then the front door slides open, revealing a very haggard looking Reimu.
“…It’s too early for Moriya nonsense.” She says after a long moment.
“Apologies Reimu, we were hoping to get an update from you on the status of your investigation.” Sanae says apologetically.
Reimu stares at her for several awkward moments, before sliding the door the rest of the way open.
The interior is the same as you’ve seen in the dream for the most part, though it is quite a mess at the moment. Just how long exactly has she been working on this incident?
Sanae, Kanako, and Suwako walk past her inside, though she holds out a hand to stop you as you try to cross the threshold.
“Still don’t know you.” She says in a tired voice.
Then closes the door in your face.
… Rude.
- - -
You stare at the closed door a moment, and then take a seat down on the porch.
It’s a pretty morning at least.
You can’t hear any talking inside, even with your hearing, though you wouldn’t be surprised if the building was sealed against such things.
Still no sign of Suika…
Though as you feel a pair of hands settle around your shoulders you realize you’ve found the other one at least.
“Morning Mima.” You say to the empty air.
The two hands fade into view and solidify around your shoulders.
“Good morning yourself.” Her voice speaks up behind you.
“Still with the Moriya I see?” She asks, trailing a hand across your shoulder before flying past you, floating over the grounds, her ghostly tail moving in a non-existent breeze.
“Yep.” You say simply.
She twirls on the spot, before turning back around to face you.
“Didja find out about the underground?~” She asks in a sing song voice.
“Yes I did actually.”
“Oh?”
You shrug your shoulders, leaning back on the porch a little. “Failed to see how it concerned me to be honest.
“Seem willing enough to fix it, besides, not like I had a lot in the way of options when I arrived in Gensokyo.
“What about you? Never seen a ‘malicious’ spirit haunting a shrine. I’m sure there is an interesting story there.”
Mima laughs. “Oh there is! But it isn’t one I’m interested in telling.
“Tell me boy, what kind of being are you? Certainly not human.” She asks, floating over to ‘sit’ in front of you of.
“Spirit, though non malicious I’m afraid.” You say.
“Oho? Really now, a non malicious spirit, that’s a rare one indeed.
“Now I’ve been in Gensokyo for quite some time now, but there must have been major changes indeed if they’ve started making those.”
You shrug again, pushing yourself off the porch and walking across the grounds a little.
“How old is Gensokyo anyway?” You ask.
“Mm, around one hundred and thirty years at last counting I suppose.”
You nod. “Then yes, that is plenty of time for major changes.
“Most of the more malicious examples I knew of died off years ago. They were hunted to extinction.”
You hear her snickering behind you. “You speak as if you are so old.”
“I am, the last time I checked, of course I could always compare but it is rude to ask a lady her age.”
You turn around to look at her.
She’s traded floating idly in the air to leaning against the porch, her tail moving up and down in an approximation to kicking legs.
She snickers again. “I assure you I am far from that kind of lady, and even if I was I lost count years ago.”
You quirk an eyebrow but she says nothing more.
“Where’s Suika?” You ask, looking towards the back of the shrine.
“Out drinking in the underground I’d imagine.” She says. “Little goblin is always moving about.”
Hmm.
“Tell me, does Sanae sti-“
Mima abruptly fades from view mid sentence, the door to the shrine sliding open again.
Stepping out is Kanako, Suwako, and Sanae, no sign of Reimu however as Sanae closes the door behind them.
You give a lazy wave. “How’d it go?”
Suwako sighs. “Reimu ran into some Tsukumogami sisters and a Dullahan in the forest, but didn’t get any information from them.”
Tsukumogami sisters…
“Did she describe the Tsukumogami?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head. “She didn’t, just said two Tsukumogami attacked her in the forest, along with the Dullahan on the same night.”
Kanako speaks up. “It’s unfortunate, but I think we should still look into the Taoists before heading back.”
Kanako pulls out her flight card again, about to take off towards wherever the Taoists are.
Chapter 31: Taoists
Chapter Text
You would like to look into the sisters… but at the same time you don’t want to go against Kanako two days in a row. That and it may not even be them, though you do hope they are alright.
You pull out your flight card as well, and in short time you are all in the air over Hakurei shrine as Kanako leads a path north towards the village.
“So where is this shrine?” You ask, pulling along side Sanae.
She points past the village to the West. “It’s actually just a bit outside the city itself, though it isn’t on any real main roads.
“They’ve only recently built the temple so some things are still being worked on.” She explains.
“What can you tell me about them?”
“The Taoists?” She clarifies.
You nod.
“They came into Gensokyo a little while back, I worked with Youmu, Marisa, and Reimu to sort out their arrival… it caused a minor incident. Since then they’ve mostly kept to themselves until recently, where they became much more active in the human village.
“Their temple is actually fairly new.” She finishes explaining.
“Youmu?” You inquire.
“Oh, apologies. Youmu works for Yuyuko as a servant.
“It’s actually been some time since I have seen her come to think of it.” She says.
“Where do they live? Yuyuko and Youmu that is?” You ask.
“Hakugykurou, it’s in the Netherworld.” She explains.
You fish through your pocket, then remember you had left both of ‘those’ cards at the temple.
“I have one of Yuyuko’s along with Yukari’s, perhaps I could make a visit at some point.”
Sanae smiles. “It’s a beautiful place, though I have not been there in some time. The spirits there can be irritable, so it is best to be careful.”
“They are dead, I can imagine. Though I also have to question a Netherworld that you can simply visit.”
Sanae shrugs. “You’ve visited Hell, how’s the Netherworld any different?”
… Point.
- - -
Kanako and the rest of you land just outside of the western gate, and Kanako starts walking with purpose outside of the city.
You haven’t really been on this side of the town come to think of it, and as far as you can see it as well is mostly farmland, though far less housing than you expected.
Though with its proximity to the forest of magic, perhaps the humans are just being careful.
“That would be it there.” Suwako says to your right, and she points off towards a structure just now coming into view from where it was hidden by trees.
A tall pagoda made of what appears to be white stone, easily several stories high.
It’s a good half mile away, and the road abruptly stops about half way through it, though there is signs one is being worked on.
You transition from a dirt path to grass underneath your feet as you walk onwards. Steadily more of the temple coming into view as you do so.
It is surrounded by a red stone wall, though not very tall, more for decoration than defense.
… Not that you much value the protection a wall could possibly give you here.
The gates of the complex are open, and from it is a stone path leading some ways away from the temple towards the dirt road, but not having connected yet.
Recent indeed.
It takes another half minute of walking before you reach the grounds of the complex itself. The inside is well taken care of, stone pathways flanked by grass dying in the fall season. There are actually a few humans about, either working on the grounds or just moving around the complex.
Sanae pulls you aside as you start to move further.
“Be careful.” She whispers.
“The Taoists are better about it then they used to be, however most of their number still have a very… hostile view towards Youkai. Just don’t be too overt and nobody should bother you.”
You quirk an eyebrow. “Since when am I ever overt? But thank you, I’ll keep it in mind.”
A few curious glances as the four of you enter the temple grounds, but none stop you as you move through it.
It’s built almost entire around the pagoda in the center, there is one or two outlier buildings, but they are small and don’t appear to be used for much more than storage.
The entrance of the pagoda itself is quite grand by any standards, a large set of twin wooden doors, easily ten feet high mark its main entrance.
They are both gilded with complicated patterns of dragons and other such creatures. Standing near it is a young girl, who watches your approach with interest. She is dressed in archaic clothing by any stretch of the imagination, along with grey hair going down her shoulders to her waist, and silver eyes that twinkle in interest.
She speaks up as you approach.
“Now this wouldst be a rare sight indeed! the Moriya come to visit?” She hops down from the slight platform the building is sitting on to land on the stone in front of you all.
She smiles and looks at all of you.
“Mornin’ Futo, we’re just here to speak to Miko, would she happen to be in?” Suwako replies.
The newly named Futo nods. “Aye, she is, she wouldst be in the main temple.” She tilts her head towards the pagoda for emphasis.
“Might I inquire as to the purpose of this visit? Twas quite a surprise to see the lot of you.” She asks.
Kanako responds. “We are looking into an ongoing incident and wish to inquire as to the Taoists efforts so far.”
“Is that so?” Futo asks. “Then far be it from me to keep you any longer, she wouldst be up at the top of the structure.”
Kanako nods and walks past her.
You and the other two follow along shortly afterwards, Futo watching you all pass with interest.
…
Kanako reaches the large double doors and pushes them open, revealing a large chamber.
Relics and religious ornaments line the walls, along with several shelves with various Taoist literature.
The floor is marble, well made and reflecting near perfectly, while in the center of the room is a large pillar.
It is made from what appears to be green rock, and it goes from the floor to the ceiling, and through it from the looks of it, as a large spiral staircase winds around it.
A few humans, clerks from the looks of them are working at various desks placed around the room, though none look up at you as you enter.
Kanako cuts a path through the room towards the staircase, and you follow her behind as she starts moving up it.
The second floor is more of the same, while the third and fourth floors appear to be living quarters… and partially under construction.
The fifth floor appears to be the final one, as you enter into another chamber, though the smallest of all of them so far.
The floor is made up of fine carpeting, and even more artifacts line the walls, at the end of it is a… throne.
Sitting upon it is a young woman with blonde hair and grey eyes.
She’s wearing a peach dress with a purple skirt and… earmuffs?
She raises her head from where she was resting it on her hand to look at you all in interest as you approach.
“I bid thee welcome, Goddesses of the Moriya shrine, how can I help you today?” She says as you come to a stop in front of her. Her voice is calm, but has a certain air of confidence.
Kanako speaks up first. “Hello again Miko, the Moriya wish to know your stake in an ongoing incident, and if you would perhaps know anything you would be willing to share about it?”
Miko looks at Kanako curiously. “If by ‘ongoing incident’ you mean the goings on with the Demon and the Inchling princess?”
Suwako nods. “Yes, that would be the one.”
Miko shakes her head. “I am not currently looking into it, my stake in it is as such that I cannot spare anything to deal with it.
“Between setting up this new temple and protecting my followers I could not spare anyone to look into the matter further.
“I am afraid I do not have much in the way of information to give you.”
Kanako looks taken aback, and then responds. “Is that it? Have you truly put nothing into investigating this incident?”
Miko nods. “I cannot speak for all of my followers, but I have personally not been able to spare anything, this temple as you know is very recent and takes all of my effort.
“However rest assured if anything came to endanger the human village I will meet it in full force.”
Kanako and Miko stare at each other.
Then with a sigh Kanako looks away.
“Then I thank you for your time.”
Miko looks apologetic. “I am sorry I could not give you further information. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
Kanako shakes her head. “No, that would be all.” She then turns to leave the room, followed by Suwako and Sanae.
You turn to follow after them but Miko calls out to you.
“Pardon, but I do not believe I got your name. I recall seeing you at the station.”
You turn back to look at her, Sanae and Suwako have stopped at the threshold of the staircase to look as well.
“My apologies, I am Ayumu.”
… Right, Sanae.
“I am a member of the Moriya shrine.” You finish.
Miko nods. “I am Toyosatomimi no Miko, leader of the Taoists.”
… “Toyosatomimi?” You say carefully.
She grins. “Indeed! I take it you have heard the name, I was previously known as Prince Shoutoku!”
You blink.
Then blink again.
“You are aware that… prince Shoutoku was… male… right? And Buddhist?” You ask.
You hear a snort from behind you, though you don’t check to see who made it.
Miko blushes. “History… remembered me incorrectly, and just because I do not have certain…”
*Grumbling*
“Does NOT mean I am a man!”
You raise a hand apologetically. “Then my apologies… but Buddhist?”
She shakes her head. “Buddhism was a useful tool in uniting the country, however I practiced the true way of Taoism in secret.”
“Is… that so?”
She nods. “Indeed, if you are ever interested in learning more, you are free to visit.”
“I’ll keep that in mind thank you.” You say, before making a retreat towards the stairs before anything possibly unfortunate happens.
- - -
You head outside of the temple with the group and stop just outside the gates.
“What shall we do now Lady Kanako?” Sanae asks.
The goddess sighs. “We should head back to the temple, we can have lunch then you two can get to work on the grounds some more.”
Suwako speaks up. “Hopefully the Tengu will turn up something soon enough, though I am loathe to go after anybody until I hear back from Eirin. Last thing we need is them going all cornered rat and making everything they can go berserk.”
Sanae nods. “I… do not much like the idea of fighting someone that can make others go berserk at will, but I do not know how much longer we can chase them down before they do something drastic.”
You look off towards the mountain. “So what are we thinking then? I’m assuming that the Tengu will be getting back to us fairly quickly with news, especially with Aya on the case. Do we want to go straight after them? Or do we want a backup plan with Eirin? We still have Keine and Akyuu looking into things as well.” You ask.
Kanako nods. “While that all would be helpful, we have the Tengu on our side for backup, along with the Hakurei maiden should it come to pass. I feel the best course of action would be a swift strike before they can finish whatever it is they are planning.”
Suwako shakes her head. “And I feel it would be best to wait it out, as much as I’d like to put a stop to all of this nonsense, we do not know the full extent of what the mallet can truly do.
“We do not know if it could effect us, and we do not actually know what their plan fully IS.” She finishes.
Sanae murmurs a bit before speaking up. “I… do not know. While going after them as fast as possible would be good. I fear we do not know the full extent of what they could do.”
You rub your shoulder. “A few more berserk werewolves and I don’t think we are going to have much of a choice, though the ability to avoid such a fight would be a boon.
“If Eirin can turn out something that would allow us to do so at any rate.”
At that the conversation dies off, and you all head back towards the temple.
- - -
It is thankfully in the same state you left it, and you and Sanae get to work on the grounds while Suwako starts working on some lunch.
For once you are both working on the same project, getting the fence fixed up.
You take turns for a good hour or so, swapping between replacing the old boards, and digging new holes for the beams, before Suwako calls you in for lunch.
Kanako has changed out of her goddess outfit for something more comfortable, and Suwako still looks the same as she did this morning.
Suwako sets down plates and you get down to eat.
“So…” You say digging into it. “Anything left major I need to visit?”
“Depends on what ya mean by major.” Suwako responds. “Gensokyo’s a large place, I’d be surprised if ya could go a day without meeting someone new outside of the temple.
“Though in terms of major players you’ve met most of ‘em.” She explains. “Planning a day trip?”
You shrug. "With how many dreams I enter I figure it may help if I meet people beforehand." You say, then return to eating.
The rest of lunch passes by quickly and you and Sanae head back outside to finish up your work.
With the fence now almost complete… there isn’t really a whole lot to work on besides the remaining sub buildings.
Your working on the last section of the fence when Sanae asks you a question.
“How are you… feeling? The wounds and energy I mean?”
You prop up the shovel you were working with and lean on it a little.
“The arm is fine, along with the rest of me, the only scars left are the ones that were already there.
“Doesn’t hurt either. As for the energy…” You flex your hand experimentally.
“I figure another day of rest and I’ll be at where I was when I fought Yuugi. I still am quite a long way from full, but I’m definitely… better.” You finish.
The sun is just starting to set over the mountain, casting the valleys and forest below in a golden light that strikes the leaves that are in the midst of turning through the colors of fall.
... It reminds you of home.
“It’s just… since you’ve been here you have had a rough time of things, so I wanted to make sure you are still happy.” She says, looking at you.
Is that what she was worried about?
You reach out and rub her head a little, causing her to jump back a bit.
“You remind me of someone I used to know when you talk like that. She was about your height as well. Though she had brown hair, used to always fuss over me.”
She looks at you oddly.
“I’d say I’m happy, I’ve gotten the crap beaten out of me, but I’m not in any danger of disappearing. And it’s… fun here.” You say, looking back over the landscape.
“I haven’t seen people like this in a… very long time. Still, a lot has happened in a little over a week, it always this busy?” You ask, turning back to her.
She nods after a moment.
“It’s always busy, but usually not with things like this. We stay out and about with things, but incidents like this aren’t an everyday occurrence. Usually my days are more spent working with Kanako on whatever she might need me for, and just relaxing on others. I’ve been meaning to work on the shrine more… but it is a bit much for one person.” She finishes, grabbing her hammer.
You chuckle. “Yeah, thought I was being tricked when you first led me here, though if I knew what the ‘work’ entailed I may have just gotten back on the train.
She grabs a new plank of wood and hands it to you. “Would you now?”
You hoist it into position as she starts hammering it in to the pole. “No… no probably not.”
- - -
By the time dinner is announced you’ve finished, it needs a coast of paint, but the exterior fence is looking a lot better.
Admittedly you don’t quite understand the point of an exterior fence on top of a mountain, but the same fence was there in Osaka, so maybe they just like the look.
You pack up the remainder of your tools and head inside, the goddesses already eating.
Fancy tonight, steak.
… Actually, you could have sworn true Shinto were against the whole eating meat bit.
As you watch Kanako devour half a cow you realize perhaps that doesn’t apply to those being worshipped.
Both Suwako and Kanako are oddly silent as you finish up your meals, and Sanae takes the plates away.
When the table is cleared Suwako pulls a large piece of parchment out of her sleeve and places it on the table.
When Sanae returns she flattens it out across the table revealing… a map of Gensokyo?
The human village and the various shrines are on it, including a few locations you don’t recognize.
Suwako speaks up. “We have word from the Tengu as to the possible location of our foes.
"It came in while you were both working outside, I didn't realize you had made a friend in Aya." Suwako says, looking at you with a grin.
You shrug. "I'm quite personable I assure you, what did she bring?"
She marks a point on the map a good several miles away from the mountain to the west, near the border.
“They traced them to a large flying castle located in this area, though they did not approach further.” She explains.
Kanako picks up where she left off.
“If this is indeed where they are we should strike before they realize our location.
“At dawns light we should take the Tengu and deal with this threat once and for all.” She says.
Suwako shakes her head. “And if we do and they are stronger than we feared?
“It couldn’t take more than a few days for Eirin to be ready, by then Ayumu will be in a more fighting shape as well.
“That is on top of the extra time allowing our people looking into them to find out more information about who and what exactly we are fighting.”
Kanako and Suwako stare at each other.
Kanako. “It will be one or the other, we cannot do this in half measures. Sanae?”
The Shrine maiden shakes her head. “I do not feel comfortable allowing them to sit there, especially if they are aware that we are… aware of them. But at the same time the last time we went unprepared for something like this…
“…Ayumu?” She asks hopefully.
Chapter 32: Double Dealing Character
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You look between them for a moment before coming to a decision. “I think… our best option is to wait it out…
“We do not at this time have a way to negate the mallet, and we have all seen what it can do. Eirin should have something for us soon, and with the Tengu on our side we may be able to neutralize it completely. The extra time will also allow us to hear back from Akyuu and Keine.” You explain, counting off the points on your fingers.
“But while we wait we certainly do not have to be idle, we are owed a favor from Remilia, and she has a personal vested interest in this incident. We can also look into Alice, as she has dealt with those effected by it in the past. Mokou would be a possibility as well… but she didn’t seem to have much of a desire to be helpful, so I believe we should focus on our two best options on that front.”
You look towards Kanako. “I take it we want to hold off on informing the other temples unless absolutely necessary?”
She nods. She looks less aggrieved than you thought she would…
“Alright, we can also have the Tengu performing reconnaissance as well.”
Suwako chuckles. “Sounds like an old hand at this Ayumu.”
You shrug. “Benefit of hundreds of years, does that work for you all?”
Suwako nods, and Sanae does soon after.
Kanako breathes in deeply. “While I would vastly prefer a rapid assault... before they could discover our knowledge of their location. And before they could have any chance to strike again, I will concede that we do not have a way to counter the mallet.
“And any of us being affected by it would be… a problem. But if it takes longer than three days we will move.” She finishes, shaking her head.
“Aye, that’s fair.” Suwako agrees.
“Then let’s get to work!” Sanae says, pumping her fist.
You discuss a few more details, but then all go your separate ways for bed.
You step out into the main hall and take a deep breath.
Less than two weeks…
Dear gods what have you managed to get yourself roped up into.
- - -
You wake up early in the morning and get ready, you and Sanae are going to try and recruit Alice then head over to Akyuu’s, while Kanako and Suwako are going to meet Remilia.
To that end you freshen up as best you can and illusion on your full suit.
First impressions are important, second impressions are the glue.
You check yourself over in the mirror again, you look damn near the same as when you first arrived in Gensokyo... At least in turn of dress and cut.
With a final satisfied look at the mirror you head out into the hallways and towards the dining area.
Sanae is there already eating, though there is no sign of the goddesses.
“They eat and leave already?” You ask, sitting down at the table.
The priestess nods. “They left about an hour ago, they should be back a bit later.”
“Fair enough.” You say, reaching for your plate. “I take it you know the way to Alice’s house?”
She nods again. “It’s not too far from Marisa’s house.”
“Alright, do keep in mind we aren’t telling Marisa about this.” You say, taking the first bites out of breakfast.
She looks at your curiously, then you can tell she understands as her eyes harden.
“Yes… that would be wise.”
… Down girl.
- - -
You head out the front of the building together and take off into the cool morning air towards the Forest of Magic.
It is a short flight down the mountain as Sanae leads you towards your destination.
She takes you through the trees and into a small clearing.
It’s small, no more than a couple dozen feet in every direction, but it’s apparently enough for Alice.
A western style house sits in the clearing, with whitewashed walls and a tower of some form off to the side.
Around it is a small garden filled with a variety of flowers and herbs, smelling sweetly even in the midst of fall.
Sanae walks up to the door and you follow behind as she raps on it.
A few moments of silence, then you hear shuffling inside, the door swinging open moments later to reveal a surprised looking Alice.
“Good morning Alice, I hope we didn’t wake you.” Sanae says with a slight bow.
Alice returns it, and then shakes her head. “No, I was just working on a project, can I help you?”
Sanae nods. “We believe we have the location of the culprit who is causing the Youkai to become aggressive.
“We were coming by to see if you would be willing to help us apprehend them?”
Alice blinks slowly, and then opens the door a bit more. “Yes... please come inside.”
Sanae smiles brightly and walks past Alice inside, and you follow afterwards.
The inside is…
Rather nice actually, it is western on the interior as well.
A living space with a kitchen off the side, and a large fireplace set against the wall burning with fresh wood.
Oddly you don’t remember seeing any woodsmoke or a chimney of any kind outside...
Alice gestures to a pair of seats near it, Sanae accepting the offer gracefully while you lean against the bricks making up the fireplace so Alice can sit down on the other.
Alice flexes her hand and you hear clacking as a pair of dolls in the kitchen appear to start making tea.
“Now then, please tell me the situation.” Alice says.
You speak up. “We believe to have found the location of the culprits behind the incident; they are in a location not far off from Youkai Mountain.
“In three days time, or less, we will be going in to deal with them. As you’ve run into Youkai affected in the past we were hoping you might like to join us in the fight.”
Alice nods leaning back in the seat.
“I would like to be able to walk through the forest without being attacked yes; do you know if it is safe to fight around the mallet?”
Sanae shakes her head.
“At this time we are not aware; however Eirin is coming up with a counter measure for its effects.”
The pair of dolls comes out again each holding a small cup; one offers it to Sanae while the other makes a beeline towards you with a smile on its face.
You accept it gratefully, the doll smiling.
“These two have names as well?” You ask.
Alice nods with a smile on her face, the two dolls spinning through the air before they curtsy before you.
“The one on the left is Orleans, and the one on the right is Paris.”
You smile. “They are both fine work, but back on subject Eirin should have a counter measure by the time we move.
“Even if she is delayed it is best if we move before they have a chance to use the magic for more… overt displays.”
Alice nods again. “I will join you, please just inform me of when we are going.”
Sanae speaks up. “Within three days time, if you haven’t heard from us by then, please just stop by the Temple.”
“I will.” Alice says. “I will finish up a project I’ve been working on and will be with there when you call.”
Sanae nods happily. “Thank you.”
The conversation dies off there as you finish your tea, Alice bidding you goodbye as she heads into the tower.
Her workshop apparently.
- - -
You and Sanae head out of Alice’s house and back into the forest.
“That was easier than expected.” You say as you both walk away from the building.
Sanae shrugs. “I’ve found over the course of my time here that there are… few beings that do not enjoy fighting.”
You smirk as you both take off in the air towards the human village. “I found that out around six days ago.”
It is thankfully a peaceful flight this time as well, and you quickly make it there and land just outside of the Hieda compound, skipping the gate entirely.
You together with Sanae walk across the compound and towards the door.
You open it and step inside to see Akyuu discussing something with one of her servants, a large stack of papers is on her desk… well a larger stack of papers anyway.
“Mornin’ Amu.”
She turns to the sound of your voice and smiles brightly. “Good morning!”
She makes a shooing motion to the servant who complies, making a hasty exit through the side door.
You and Sanae both walk up and stop in front of her desk.
“Find out anything new about our perps?”
She nods her head. “I was actually going to send a messenger today.
“I looked more into the mallet itself, it appears to work on anything that has magical potential, and increases their power based on how much magical energy they have. The more magical energy, the more powerful the effect, a being with little to no magic wouldn’t hardly be affected to not at all." She explains.
“I worked with Kosuzu on this… as difficult as she may be at times, she did manage to find more information.”
You nod. “We spoke with her that first day, but not since. I’m afraid we still do not know the extent of its abilities, but we did confirm once again that it only works in the hands of Inchlings.”
Sanae tilts her head. “Yes I recall Kosuzu saying something similar on that day as well.”
“Indeed, she was able to find a new copy of the book that was lent. It shouldn’t be dangerous to anyone else normally: However it has been acting oddly, possibly hinting that they may be using it improperly.” Alice replies.
You sigh running your hand over your mouth. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking Sanae?”
She nods after a moment. “That they are working together?”
“Yes… our main culprit, the one who kidnapped her is decidedly not an Inchling, but the effects of the mallet have been clearly seen.”
She nods again. “So you are saying that the kidnapping…”
“Possibly wasn’t a kidnapping yes, which is a problem. She could of course be forcing her to use it, but with how powerful it is...”
You shake your head. “I had a hunch that it may be something like that… but with each mallet affected individual I ran across and heard about it became more of a possibility. I’m not sure if this complicates things or makes them simpler.”
Sanae sighs and looks at Akyuu. “Do we know if it can affect beings of a… divine nature? We know those affected by the Hourai elixir are immune, at least Mokou stated as such.”
Akyuu shrugs. “The mallet has about as many legends about it as the Kusanagi blade, sometimes it is of divine origin, sometimes it isn’t. Theoretically it should affect anything that it can contact, barring exceptional circumstance. As for the mind however… that is difficult to say.” She explains.
“I can say however is it likely she can share the abilities of it to a limited extent.”
Sanae tilts her head. “How so?”
Akyuu pulls a piece of parchment aside and reads over it.
“There’s an older legend where Issun teamed up with another being, though of what kind I cannot say, he was still wielding the Mallet alone. However as per his wish he was able to grant similar abilities to his companion. It may be possible this Seija as well has abilities similar to the mallet.” She finishes.
Sanae looks at you. “It is true that the Scarlet Mansion and the Underground reactor had incidents close to the same time, though we never had confirmation the reactor was cause by the culprits...
“Do you think…?” She leaves the question unfinished.
“Well, we’re going to have to move ahead with this either way.” You say with a shrug.
“Move ahead?” Akyuu asks.
You nod. “We found their location; we’ll be attacking it in a few days.”
Akyuu cups her hands over her mouth, making a distressed sound.
She then runs over to one of the side doors and swings it open, starting to dig through it.
“Amu I swear to the myriad gods that if you get the Naginata you pretend to know how to use, I will break it over my knee and never come back here.”
She stills, then slumps her shoulders.
“I’ll be fine; I’ve got the entirety of the Moriya with me, plus a few others.”
She looks over her shoulder and glares at you.
“How many times have you almost died since you came here?” She asks.
“Are you counting dreams?”
She narrows her eyes further.
“Well… if we are counting dreams around… five times I guess, otherwise twice.”
She glares at you a moment longer. Then sighs and closes the closet door.
Sanae for her part looks away awkwardly.
“How do you manage to pull that off?” Akyuu asks, walking back over to her desk.
You shrug your shoulders.
“One of my many talents, though I’ve only discovered it recently.”
She reaches up and rubs her temple. “Is there anything else?”
“Actually yes, if you have a moment, nothing about me being killed I assure you.”
She looks at you warily and then nods.
“Can you step outside a moment please Sanae?” You ask, turning towards her.
She smiles and nods. “I can go check up on Kosuzu in the meantime.”
She turns and heads out the building, closing the door gently behind her.
You turn to look at Akyuu, a serious expression on your features.
“Do you recall when I stated that they were worshipping a nine tails at the Fox Cult?”
She nods.
“I ran into Yakumo Ran the other day... she entered one of my dreams. And unless she has an identical twin I do not know about, it was the same person. Though she has no apparent memories of the outside world.”
Akyuu’s breath hitches. “You are certain?”
You nod. “Identical down to the minutest detail, though of course Ran didn’t burn me alive when I met her the second time.”
“I’ll… look into it, Ran is an elusive figure, she usually stays by her master’s side and her master rarely leaves her residence.” She says, moving some papers aside.
“I appreciate it, it’s not important for the current incident, but still something I’m curious about.”
She nods. “Any other revelations?”
You shrug your shoulders. “Not that I’m aware of. I’ll probably stop by again after the battle.”
She smiles, a small smile, but a smile none the less. “Come back safely.”
- - -
You head outside, no sign of Sanae, though she’s probably at Kosuzu’s already.
You walk through the village, moving through the square abuzz with activity. No cops this morning as you make your way to the bookstore thankfully.
Sanae is inside talking with Kosuzu already, so you idly wander the rows and wait until they finish.
It doesn’t take very long before Sanae starts to exit the store, you following behind her.
“Find out anything?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “The same as what Akyuu told us, though the goddesses would appreciate the information.”
“That they would, they should be done by now, want to head back?”
Sanae nods and takes off into the air, and in a short time you are back at the temple.
The goddesses are back and are lounging in the dining room in their usual positions.
“How did recruitment go on your end?” Suwako asks with a smile.
You grin. “Got Alice on our side, and got some useful information from Akyuu.
“Remilia?” Sanae asks.
Kanako smirks. “She will join us when we are ready to move.”
“That’s good then… I should probably leave my copy of her card at the temple.” You say.
The smirk drops from Kanako's face. “That would be prudent.
“Remilia is a very prideful creature, and she would take such a thing as an insult.”
You stare at the goddess a moment, trying to keep your expression neutral.
“Thanks for the warning.”
Suwako speaks up. “What information did ya get from Akyuu?”
“Confirmation that the mallet only works in Inchling hands, which confirms a thought I’ve been having for awhile. This wasn’t so much a kidnapping as a runaway.”
Suwako nods. “I thought of such things myself, as the patterns didn’t match up exactly. Anything else?”
“Sort of, Akyuu believes it would affect you as well if it touched you, so I would recommend being careful."
Kanako speaks up. “That would be disastrous for our forces and morale if I or Suwako lost control of ourselves… I fear that may limit our options on the offense.”
“I’ve been thinking about that actually… if I and Sanae swapped places with you two via illusions when the battle starts, you two could do the majority of the damage while we act as bait.”
Kanako tilts her head. “You believe that we would be high value targets to them?”
You nod. “I believe you two would be primary targets if they know anything about you, so if they go after us instead, it will bait them out for you two to deal with when they don’t expect it.
“And if I or Sanae get affected by it… will still be bad, but not as bad as it could be.”
The goddess closes her eyes and mulls it over.
“It’s highly dangerous and relies on underhanded tactics. The risks however, are far outweighed by the advantages it offers.”
She opens her eyes again, a wide smile on her features. “I like it.”
- - -
The rest of the day passes without incident, and the night passes equally quickly waking to another crisp Fall Morning.
Today Kanako is going to check in on Keine, while you and Suwako are checking up with Eirin again.
Sanae for her part is going back to the Tengu village to check on the efforts of the scouts.
You break after a quick breakfast and head out the front of the building with Suwako.
“Today we can just fly straight to Eientei.” Suwako says, looking out over the landscape.
“We couldn’t before?” You ask.
She shakes her head.
“Unless you’ve visited it before ya wouldn’t be able to find it that way… it’s complicated.”
You shrug your shoulders. “After seeing Kaguya’s balcony I have a feeling I don’t really want to know, you ready to go?”
She nods and takes off, you following closely behind.
- - -
You land just outside of Eientei’s gates; the rabbits are out in full force again, along with the ones in human form running about.
None bother you as you head on inside and into the lobby.
It’s the same as when you were last here, an empty lobby, though this time Reisen is at the counter.
“Mornin’ Reisen, not selling in the Village today?” Suwako asks.
The rabbit looks up from whatever it was she was reading behind the counter and shakes her head.
“Ah… good morning, and no, master wishes me to stay in the forest in case anything happens during the incident.”
Suwako nods. “And where would master be today?”
Reisen points down the left hallway. “In her office… do you need her services?”
Suwako grins. “Excellent. Thank you.”
She then starts walking down the hallway leaving you to catch-up.
Reisen calls after you but does not chase. “You need an appointment!”
Suwako however giggles and continues walking.
“You don’t like rabbits very much, do you Suwako.” You ask as you pull alongside her.
The goddess snorts and comes to a stop in front of a large sliding door.
“I like rabbits perfectly fine, just the Eientei rabbits tend to cause trouble.”
She grabs onto the edge of the door and pushes it open, revealing a small medical office.
Compared to the lab this is far more familiar, and less threatening.
A simple bed lays against the far wall under a window, and a few bookshelves are filled with medical textbooks, sitting at a desk is Eirin in a lab coat.
She turns as you enter, a small smile on her features as she sees the two of you.
“Just in time.”
She grabs a small box that was sitting on the table and hands it to the goddess.
Inside is a small package of syrettes, Suwako takes one out and looks at it curiously.
“It’s a new concoction of mine. Majority Diazepam and Benzodiazepine with a fast acting release mechanism, some slight more exotic chemicals and magics to force the patient to enter a Phelmatic state before entering a form of induced coma not dissimilar to barbiturate, though with far less dangers involved.” Eirin explains at a rapid pace.
Suwako gives Eirin a confused look and the doctor shrugs.
“Stab it into a blood vessel, squeeze, and the patient will fall unconscious in moments. With any luck the effect of the mallet will fade as well. They will regain consciousness in an hour or so, it would depend on the metabolism of the Youkai in question, however I would keep it away from any humans." She warns.
“The combination would most likely lead to a very nasty case of Arrhythmia and cause death... Or extreme discomfort followed by a long term coma.” She says with a grin.
“Noted…” Suwako says, carefully putting the box into her sleeve.
“Humans shouldn’t be affected by the mallet; it only really affects those with strong magical potential. How many did you make?” You ask.
The doctor grabs another box and tosses it at you.
“Around one hundred doses, it should be more than enough, and those were high quality reagents you provided to me.”
You look inside of it, more Syrettes as well.
The goddess tips her hat. “Pleasure doing business with ya as usual Eirin, any news from the forest?”
She shakes her head. “The rabbits haven’t discovered any intrusion beyond the odd lost human. Though we will keep up a watch until the incident is over. The idea of someone like Tewi or moon forbid the princess falling under the power of such a thing is… distressing.”
Suwako smiles. “It should be dealt with by tomorrow afternoon, we’ve got them tracked down, we were just waiting on your results.”
The doctor nods. “Is there anything else?”
The goddess shakes her head in the negative. “No, that’ll be all Eirin.”
“Then I’ll leave you to it.”
With that you step back outside the office and cut through the lobby back outside.
…
“Head back to the temple then?” You ask the goddess.
She rubs her chin and then nods. “With Keine and the Tengu being taken care of we have nothing to do for the time being, so might as well.
“How are you doing magic wise?”
You roll your arm, pumping a bit into the channels.
“By tomorrow I should be at the level I was when I first arrived in Gensokyo, so enough for a few desperate brawls.”
The small smile on her face cracks a little. “That bad?”
You grin down at her. “Better than you think actually, normally it would take quite a long time to get that much back.
“And by the time I came here it wouldn’t have regenerated at all… so this is an improvement. Though I hate to think how long it will take to fill up all my tails again.”
The goddess looks off into the distance with a smile on her features.
“I think me and Kanako have a few ideas on that front.” She says coyly.
“Oh?”
She sticks her tongue out. “We’ll tell ya after the incident.”
“Ah, so I’ll be dying tomorrow then, that’s how statements like that usually turn out.”
She elbows you. “None of that.”
You rub the side she hit you with an expression of mock her.
In response she sticks out her tongue again and takes off into the air.
With a chuckle you follow her back to the temple.
- - -
You’re in the dining room melting your brain with Suwako when Kanako returns.
Seriously… books… you need books.
“I have returned.” She says with a smirk on her face.
“Welcome back, good news?” You ask.
She shakes her head.
“Keine gave me the same information you retrieved from Akyuu.” She says.
“Then… why are you smirking?”
Her smirk gets somehow smirkier.
“Because with Keine verifying it, it must be true. Which means everything in that castle I can go ahead and treat as hostile.”
Suwako chuckles. “Which means Kanako gets to let off some steam.”
You look between the two of them.
“Should I be worried?”
Suwako gains a smirk of her own matching Kanako’s.
“Not so long as you stay behind her.”
- - -
Sanae returns an hour later, peeking around the corner her expression brightens at the sight of all three of you.
“Ah, there she is. What’s new with the Tengu?” Suwako asks.
Sanae pulls out her notepad and goes over her notes.
“The Tengu have been watching it and scent noting it for several days, there has been no sign of the culprits so far, however several forms of Youkai have been observed going in and out.
“Mostly fairies and goblins, weaker species, though they have reported sightings of more Gashadokuro.”
Kanako nods. “That will keep the Tengu and our allies busy while we press inside, any sighting of the mallet?”
Sanae shakes her head. “Nothing, however the Tengu do know it is the priority target if it is sighted, they’ve got several crows on standby to watch for it.”
You breathe in deeply. “So… that’s that then? Tomorrow we move in?”
Kanako nods. “We have delayed long enough; time is of the essence now, tomorrow at dawn we shall move. Remilia and Alice have already been informed and will meet us at the gate of the shrine in the morning.”
“Alright then… time for the show.” You say a smile on your features.
The rest of the afternoon is spent in peace as you all relaxed around the Temple before turning into your rooms early.
You set your clothes aside and lay down on the bed, sleep thankfully coming quickly.
- - -
You wake up, the room still dark as the sun hasn’t risen yet, but its morning none the less.
A glance at your phone confirms it to be five… still an hour before sunrise, and two hours before the attack.
A small LED on the phone glows green, showing that you never actually opened that message.
You and Sanae spent some time the day before getting it actually set up. You haven’t looked at the news yet, but you did manage to get basic messaging setup.
… To be honest you still aren’t quite sure how, she snatched the thing out of your hands and when she returned it, it was working.
It’ll be helpful in the long run no matter the case.
You grab your clothes and head outside. How long has it been since you’ve felt like this…
You couldn’t honestly say, you never were much for pitched battle.
Still, you have a job to do.
You step into the cool fall air, your breath steaming in as you breathe.
It’ll be a clear day today.
At least until Kanako starts the show anyway.
A quick shower and you are dressed and ready to go, you leave Scarlet Shoot in your room, and after thinking about it for a bit you leave the Last Word behind as well… best save that for when there isn’t a chance of you going berserk.
… And that card makes you rather uncomfortable to be honest.
You head through the main hall, the scent of incense burning strongly near the altar.
Everyone is already at the breakfast table barring Kanako; food is laid out, a veritable feast by any standards.
“Mornin’ Ayumu, sleep well?” Suwako asks, a piece of bacon sticking out of her mouth.
You shrug and take a seat by the table. “Well enough, you ready for this morning’s activities?”
The goddess grins. “More than you know~
“It’s been quite a while since the Moriya all got together for something like this.”
Sanae giggles. “Eat your fill, we will be heading out just after breakfast.”
“Where’s Kanako?”
Suwako points a thumb behind her.
“Already ate and is getting ready, it’s been awhile since she was in ‘War God’ mode.” She says with finger quotes. "Now eat.”
You nod and start filling up a plate.
- - -
Breakfast passes quickly, everyone dispersing towards their rooms.
For your part you head out the front of the building to look at the valley. You’ve grown to love the view since you’ve come here. A little under two weeks and you are already entering a warzone, you always did have the best luck.
The crunch of footsteps behind you signals the approach of one of the Moriya.
A glance back confirms it to be Kanako, her scabbard at her side.
It’s the first time you’ve seen her with her blade since the day the Tengu village was attacked.
“All good to go?” You ask.
She nods. “I am prepared. Yourself?”
You shrug and return to looking over the landscape. “I’ve left some of my cards behind… in case I go berserk.
“And as I am acting as you for the purpose of distraction I will be a primary target. So I do not want to have all of my firepower on hand in case the worst happens. I’m not much one for Danmaku anyway.”
She snorts. “Currently yes. I know the strength of your kind, do not forget that.
“A few more centuries under your belt and you would easily be one of the strongest beings in the land.”
You shake your head a smile playing at your features. "Flattery does not suit you."
Another set of footsteps as Suwako walks up, she’s in her usual outfit as well.
“No swords?” You ask.
Suwako chuckles. “Nah, never needed them.”
“When was the last time you all went out like this? The Moriya at war as it was.”
Suwako shakes her head. “Like this? Never that I remember.
“Sanae usually headed out by herself with our blessing and assistance, and of course Kanako and I used to go to war together… but that was a long time ago.”
You smirk at the frog goddess. “Well try not to have too much fun, might miss me getting blown halfway across Gensokyo.”
She nods a smirk coming onto her face as well. “You are right, I wouldn’t want to miss that.”
With one more set of footsteps Sanae joins you to mark the last of the three.
She’s in her usual shrine maiden get up, though there are some extra seals on her Gohei.
“No sign of our allies?” She asks.
Kanako shakes her head. “We are not expecting them for another fifteen or so minutes, they should be here shortly.”
- - -
True to her word they do.
Alice lands in front of you all, bowing lightly.
Four dolls float around her; she is wearing the same outfit as usual, though she is carrying a large tome in her hands.
“Good morning Alice, are you ready?” Sanae asks.
The puppeteer nods. “My dolls are ready to go, are we expecting anyone else?”
“Yeah, Remilia and her crew should be here in just a few minutes.” Suwako replies.
Alice looks concerned for a brief moment, before nodding, clutching her book tighter to her chest.
- - -
It’s not more than a minute later when a group of people land in front of the Torii gate.
Remilia and Sakuya you recognize, there’s another woman there as well, long red hair going down to her waist and a pair of teal eyes.
She’s wearing a long green dress in a Chinese fashion.
Remilia walks up to you all spinning the parasol she’s carrying idly as she does moves.
“The Scarlet Devil arrives; and I must say I am much obliged to you. It has been quite some time since I have been allowed to show off my power to the masses.” Remilia says, coming to stop in front of Kanako.
“Good morning Remilia, are you and your group ready?”
The vampire grins, two sharp fangs sticking out of her upper lip.
“We are always ready; just point me at a target.”
- - -
You all take off in flight together as Kanako and Suwako explain the plan to arrivals.
“So you wish me to use my power to fight off the rabble?” Remilia asks, scoffing at the idea of fighting outside the castle with the Tengu.
Suwako nods, a serious expression on her face.
“You like your sister would be a massive target to the user of the mallet, on top of that you will be fighting all maner of beasts up to and including Gashadokuro and who knows what else. You will have your fill of battle of that I assure you.”
Remilia scoffs again, but says nothing more.
It’s a good fifteen minute flight before Kanako comes to a stop. It’s a large clifface covered in trees overlooking a vast plan. She stands just outside of the treeline, and you all land behind her.
A good half mile in front of you all is the Inverted Castle.
It’s… odd to look at to say the least, looking every bit like an old castle from the early periods ripped straight out of history.
And flying upside down.
Nothing has made much sense since you entered Gensokyo, why start now.
A fog has settled in the valley below, and faintly shimmering in the distance is the tell tale sign of the barrier.
A wolf Tengu in some form of leather armor lands next to Kanako as you get situated.
“We are ready, Lord Tenma will start the attack on your signal.” The Tengu says, voice slightly muffled by the war mask she is wearing.
Kanako nods. “You will not be able to miss my signal… tell Tenma it will be starting shortly.”
Suwako pulls the two boxes you got from Eirin and hands it to the Tengu.
“Hand these around, it will eliminate the Mallet’s affects if any of you get hit by it.”
The Tengu nods then jumps back into the trees. Around to your right and left along the cliffside, some standing, others perched in trees are crow and wolf Tengu.
You don’t see Lord Tenma, but with how all the Tengu are in armor and traditional gear you doubt you could pick her out among the masses easily.
Suwako nudges you in the ribs.
She smiles up at you. “You’ll want to pay attention, its been awhile since she’s been able to do this.” She says, pointing at Kanako.
Kanako walks up to the edge of the cliff itself, looking over the landscape before raising a hand in the air.
“Tengu of Youkai Mountain. There is your enemy!
“In that pathetic excuse for a castle are those who have attempted to throw Gensokyo into chaos, and that have taken the lives of your own.
“They believe that in doing so they can take over our lands, cause a revolution!”
Several wolf howls punctuate her words, the Tengu replying in a bestial manner.
Kanako’s logs float out of the forest and start spinning behind her.
“They believe they can get away with this…
“They believe they can threaten our way of life…
“They believe they can cause harm to the followers of the Moriya and get away with it. Allow the Moriya to disabuse them of that notion.”
She shoots her arm forwards a card glowing golden between her fingers.
"Divine Pillar - Meteoric Onbashira!”
The logs glow golden as well and shoot off like rockets towards the inverted castle.
They carve through the air and slam into and through the main door at full force.
The impact reverberates through the air and a rain of rubble falls from the structure. A large gaping hole now is where the main entrance used to be.
Even from here you can tell Kanako is smirking.
“Do your magic Ayumu.” Suwako says.
You raise your hand in the air and snap your fingers.
A thick mist obscures you and the Moriya immediately, and when it disperses seconds later, everything is as it was before.
Of course, you and Sanae are Kanako and Suwako respectively.
Sanae gives a glance over her new form.
“Why am I Suwako in this plan again?” She asks, her voice still Sanae’s.
“Because.” You say, your voice a perfect match for Kanako’s. “I can mimic Kanako’s voice easier than you can. I’d suggest you try to keep from talking too much.” You say, adjusting the illusionary sword at your side.
“Indeed, we shall be right behind you, do your best Sanae.” Kanako’s voice speaks up to your right, Sanae is standing there, arms crossed over her chest.
A very un-Sanae like pose all things considered.
It’s an odd image as Ayumu takes position besides her, a cocky grin on transformed Suwako’s face.
A loud shrill ringing drowns out every other noise.
Three Gashadokuro fade into view below the castle
Bones clicking and snapping as they look around unnaturally, jaws hanging open.
A loud war horn blows throughout the air, and with the cawing of crows and the howl of wolves the Tengu go into battle followed closely behind by the Scarlet and Alice.
A flood of Fairies and other such creatures rush out of the castle as well, joining the battle below, bursts of energy and the sound of crashing metal becoming the sound drowning out everything else.
“Come, we move!” Kanako shouts, taking off with the rest of you following behind.
You fly up and over the battle going on the plain below.
Ducking and weaving past bursts of energy and shooting off the odd fairy trying to make a run at you.
A Gashadokuro makes a reach for Sanae only to have the arm blown off by a beam of scarlet light, a howl of anger coming from the beast, punctuated by a loud cackle from the ground below.
You thought that looked familiar.
A burst of speed and you clear the battlefield, entering through the hole Kanako made.
Here all is quiet, at least compared to the battle below.
It’s as you expected to be for a stereotypical castle from this period, wooden floors and paper walls on the interior, the gates… were… strong however from the looks of them.
And together you make a run down the hallway into the interior of the castle.
Room after empty room as you sprint down the hallways searching for your target.
“What the hell was this thing even built for?!” You shout.
“No idea, keep running!” Sanae shouts next to you.
You see a light flash at the end of the hallway, and that’s the only warning you get as a burst of energy goes flying down the hallway, forcing you to duck and dodge as fairies burst out of the sides room.
- - -
Dozens upon dozens of fairies later you burst through a door into a large central room.
Square in shape with geometric patterns across the floor, in the center are…
“So you finally decided to show up, enemies of the revolution!”
Seija says, moving the princess behind her.
“This is no place for beings such as you, leave at once!”
Kanako glares at her, though it looks a tad odd in Sanae’s form still.
“You dare demand me leave?! What is this pitiful revolution you speak of!”
Seija steps forward, Sukuna running behind her out a door out the other side of the room.
“The strong have been making the weak subservient for too long, and the weak shall unify the world, starting with Gensokyo!” She says, holding a spellcard out in front of her.
Deceit Sign "Reverse Needle Attack!"
There’s the telltale sign of magical bursts behind you and you dive forward as magical needles go flying overhead.
So it begins…
Suwako and Kanako dodge to the right, while Sanae goes to the left, leaving you in the center.
You draw the sword from its scabbard, holding it to your side, the blade shining in the lantern light illuminating the room.
Seija focuses on you, staring you down as she holds the spellcard betwixt her fingers.
A burst of black energy and more needles come flying from all directions, forcing the two groups flanking to rise above and out of the fight for the time being.
You for your part do your best Kanako impression and duck and weave through some of it, and tank through others, gritting your teeth as the magical needles prick at your skin.
You charge through it, readying the sword for a swing.
Come on… fall for it.
You do a slow swing to the side, and she takes the bait, she dodges easily and grabs your wrist.
She grins cruelly and pumps magic into your body through the wrist.
“Join the cause of the weak goddess!” She says.
The illusion drops instantly, you reverting to your normal self, and the same happening to the Moriya.
The others respond immediately, beams of light shooting at her from all directions.
Time slows down…
The black ichor of her magic jumps from your wrist across your chest and into your head.
You grit your teeth as a tearing pain, like a half dozen cluster headaches going off at once explode across your entire body.
You feel your magical channels spike… attempting to spike what little is there.
It fails...
Then…
It fades away.
Normal time.
Seija jerks back, releasing your wrist as you fully change back into Ayumu.
She moves to fly back and dodge the incoming projectiles.
But you're faster as you reach out and grab her wrist in return.
She gives a brief look of shock that is quickly replaced by pain as Kanako’s, Suwako’s, and Sanae’s energies slam into her.
She screams in pain as it bursts across her back.
“I’m afraid I’m near empty…” You say, the pain still throbbing throughout your body.
You yank her forward, your forehead colliding with hers with a crack.
Seija falls backwards landing on the ground with a thud.
“That was for the god damned werewolf.” You say, rubbing your head.
The others land near you.
“Are you hurt?” Sanae asks, looking at your wrist.
You rub it. “It hurts like hell but I’m fine. The magic didn’t have enough to latch onto, what are we going to do with her?”
Kanako reaches down and grabs the spellcard out of Seija’s hand, then grabs the rest out of a side pocket.
“Without these she wont be troubling us any longer today… the Mallet is more important. Come, we must give chase.”
You nod after follow after the Moriya, taking a glance back at Seija lying in the room.
… Not as tough as you thought.
“Should I reapply the illusions?” You ask as you fly down the hallways again.
Kanako looks at you warily. “Do you think the princess saw you pulling the trick before?”
You shrug your shoulders. “I cannot say.”
“Then best conserve your magic for the time being, we brought some of Eirin’s medicine if one of us gets affected.” Sanae says.
You nod and fly down the hallway keeping a close formation in case any more enemies decide to ambush you.
Luckily none do, and as you cut around several sharp corners you come across a large set of golden doors blocking your way.
Kanako rears back and kicks them open.
They break open with a mighty crash, revealing another large chamber.
Different from the last one however, tall decorative pillars hold up the roof, and it is centered around a large central throne.
Standing in front of it is a young girl, about three feet tall, in one hand is a long needle, and in the other, the Mallet.
“What have you done to Seija?!” She yells, her voice halfway a shriek.
Suwako cracks her knuckles together. “She’s fine, but unconscious. Why’d ya do it Sukuna?”
The girl nervously steps back.
“I… I had to get revenge for the injustices against the Inchling race!” She says, holding the needle in front of her.
Kanako draws her sword from its scabbard. “And what injustices would that be princess?”
“The strong of Gensokyo have put down our race for too long, I and Seija will use the power of the Mallet to make things right again…”
Kanako shakes her head. “The Inchlings avoid those of Gensokyo, and people have died Sukuna, this cannot be ignored.”
Her eyes widen.
“D-Died? Do… do NOT lie to me goddess! I will get my revenge!”
She raises the needle up and slams it into the ground, a white glow filling it, then bursts of energy needles in all directions.
Bewitched Sword "Shining Needle Sword!"
“Scatter!” Sanae shouts.
The warning is unnecessary.
You jump to the side and follow Sanae around the room, the goddesses going the opposite way around.
More and more needles fill the air as she pumps more and more magic into the needle.
You duck behind a pillar as a salvo goes flying past before bursting harmlessly against the walls.
Shining Needle "Oni-Slaying, Eye-Stabbing Needle!"
A bright flash from behind you and a veritable wall of energy slams into the pillars behind you and Sanae, shattering them like balsa wood and sending you both tumbling across the room.
You hiss in pain as you collide with the wall.
Sanae doesn't do much better, but actually manages to land on her feet and fly back towards the fight.
Sukuna is currently distracted, she's flying about in some sort of... bowl and dueling Sword vs Needle vs Kanako while Suwako sends her Iron Rings flying every which way.
Seriously... fantasy fun land.
You get up from your position with a groan.
Right...
You kick off from the ground and fly towards the combat.
Fox Sign – "What Was Not There!"
Three more Kanako's show up matching her movements, Sukuna back pedaling quickly as the blows come to fast too parry.
Sanae shouts over the din of battle.
Sea Opening "Moses' Miracle!"
A large wave of Danmaku splits off from her gohei, filling the air with pure undulating waves of energy.
It bypasses Sukuna completely, but has the benefit of keeping her from moving side to side and Kanako presses the advantage.
Native God "Long-Arm and Long-Leg!"
Two large arms of light shoot out of the ground, rupturing the wooden flooring like it wasn't even there, they backhand Sukuna and send her spiraling through the air, the bowl collides with the wave of Sanae's energy and sends Sukuna flying out of the rice bowl into the ground.
She gets back up with a groan, then yelps and jumps to the side as Kanako slams her sword into the ground.
Mallet "Wall of Issun!"
She swings the mallet through the air, a wave of energy shooting out of it and into Kanako and Suwako.
With a flash it collides when them, sending them both flying backwards.
Unlike you and Sanae however they recover quickly.
Kanako plants her feet into the wall she was flying towards it and summons a spellcard to her hand
Three pillars ram through the eastern wall, sending splinters flying in every direction and they hit the ground in front of Kanako with a mighty crash.
"Virtue of Wind God!"
They explode in light, sending Danmaku flying in every direction.
Sukuna yelps and dives for the bowl, apparently attempting to use it for cover.
Scourge Sign "Mishaguji-sama!"
Suwako's spellcard activates, and a large familiar white serpent jumps out of the hole the hands did previously.
It lunges for Sukuna who shrieks as it closes in on her!
A shrill ringing fills the air, much louder than before, forcing you down to your knees from the sheer volume of it.
With a crash the entire structure starts shaking, dust and wood particles falling from the roof as it bends.
Then with a loud BANG. The entire roof gets yanked upwards, sending wood and rock flying in all directions.
Sunlight filters into the room, and looking into it... is a giant skeleton.
"Oh... oh dear." Sanae says next to you.
It reaches a bony hand down to grab at you all and you jump out of the way as it leaves deep ruts in the floor where its claws run.
Sukuna for her part has frozen like a deer in headlights as the thing reaches blindly through the room, vicious clawed fingers dragging straight for her.
... Fuck.
You pump magic into your legs, clawed feet replacing the shoes you are wearing, then with a burst of speed you sprint across the room.
You grab the Inchling, sending both the Mallet and the Bowl flying through the air as she shrieks at the sudden change in direction.
Unfortunately the claw is still coming, slamming into your back and sending you face first into the wall with the added velocity of your previous momentum.
A bright white replaces your vision as you rebound off of it, falling backwards a sharp pain replacing everything else.
... At least when Remilia did it she had the mercy of killing you.
"Ayumu!" Sanae's voice yells from off in the distance, your vision fades in shortly.
Half of your body is in fox form... funny... you don't remember going that far.
Sukuna is laying unconscious on your chest, bleeding lightly from the head, but still breathing.
GOLIATH DOLL "CHERBOURG!"
A familiar voice yells out over the sound of crumbling masonry, and a large lance comes from nowhere, striking the skeleton in the chest sending it tumbling backwards off the castle.
A giant doll comes into view, a familiar blond design with blue eyes.
Huh...
The workshop was absolutely not big enough for that...
Sanae comes running up besides you. Stripping the Inchling off of you and looking you over.
"Relax... I'm fine... just a little drained right now..." You say, more than a little bit woozy.
"Seriously! I was here this time and you still get the stuffing knocked out of you, you used one spellcard, one!" Sanae says, half exasperated, half relieved.
You shrug your shoulders, regretting the action near immediately as you hiss in pain.
"It's... a talent."
You look over to the unconscious Inchling, the mallet having been retrieved by Suwako who is looking it over.
"We win?" You ask the goddesses.
Suwako smirks. "Yeah I'd call that a victory."
You smile back, feeling a flood of magic leave your body as the fox form dissipates.
"Good... I think I'll take a nap now..."
You close your eyes... and fall blissfully unconscious.
Chapter 33: DDC - Epilogue
Chapter Text
You awaken with a groan, your eyes opening slowly.
Where…
Oh... inverted castle... right.
You are still in that large central chamber, rubble and debris is strewn all over the floor.
Someone apparently propped you up against a pillar while you were out.
Sunlight pouring down from the new skylight reveals the Moriya group along with Remilia, Alice, and… Reimu and Sukuna? In the center of the room.
Sukuna has the mallet in her hands and is channeling magic into it, it then glows brightly and... she then shrinks down to a few inches tall.
Reimu grabs the mallet, now as small as Sukuna is and stuffs it in a pocket, then they return to discussing amongst themselves, though you can’t make anything out.
The gravel crunches next to you as a Wolf Tengu walks past the pillar and stops nearby, a wolf mask over her face concealing all features as she looks around.
There’s a familiar large blade strapped to her waist and a shield over her back.
“Have fun out there?” You ask.
The Tengu grunts and pulls off her mask.
Red eyes look down at you, a small smile on her features.
“Ah, morning Momiji.”
The Wolf Tengu nods. “It was a good battle.”
“Casualties?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “A few nasty cuts, but no deaths thankfully, the more serious injuries were handled by Sanae and Suwako.
"Any major dangers were handled by the Scarlet and Alice, they were a great boon on the battlefield."
You grin and turn back to look at the group. “How long was I out?”
She shrugs. “I arrived here thirty minutes ago to wipe up stragglers, and you’ve been unconscious since I arrived.”
“Yeah…” You chuckle. “Magical exhaustion plus severe cranial trauma tends to lead to sleep.”
You slowly push up the wall and stand up, your balance is a little shot but that passes quickly enough.
“Anyone get the number of that bus that hit me?”
The Wolf looks at you oddly.
You shrug. “Sorry, don’t suppose there are any of those here.”
The corner of her mouth lifts in a half smile.
“The Moriya did good work today.” She says offering a hand.
You look at it warily. “So am I supposed to shake that? Last time I did you acted… odd.”
She blushes a little. “It… isn’t traditional for Wolves to greet this way, a local at the Human Village taught me the greeting…
“Most people don’t accept it.”
You grin and take the hand, shaking it firmly.
“Good thing I’m an outsider then.
“I’m gonna hobble over to the group, you mind catching me if I start to fall on my face?”
She does the half smile again and grabs your arm and tosses it over her shoulder, then gently walks with you towards the group.
“So it is decided then, until everything has quieted down Sukuna with be staying at my Shrine as a form of house arrest.” Reimu says, crossing her arms below her chest, a Gohei held at her side.
“Indeed, however I do expect reparations from the Inchlings for the damage they caused to my mansion.” Remilia says glaring son at Sukuna.
The Inchling takes a nervous step back, but nods.
You move up to stand next to Sanae who smiles as she notices you but doesn’t say anything.
Momiji releases your arm and looks at the situation with a hand on her hip.
“I miss anything?” You lean over to whisper to Sanae.
She nods. “Sukuna was being tricked by Seija… she’s barely a teenager.
“She didn’t know the full extent of Seija’s plan or that people had been killed.”
You look down at the Inchling, she’s fidgeting a bit, at the moment she’s the size of a mouse.
She turns this way and that as the groups discuss around her until she spots you standing next to Sanae.
Her expression brightens considerably.
She runs over to you, hopping over small rocks and debris as she does so.
She then stops and bows deeply to you.
“I thank you for saving my life! If there is anything the Inchlings can do for you, you all but need to ask!”
You wave her off.
“It’s alright, though I’ll be a bit sore for awhile…
“Are you alright?” You ask.
She nods her head, the bowl on top of it wobbling around as she does so.
Why is she wearing a bowl as a hat?
“I’m fine!” She says in a cheery voice. "
Kanako speaks up. “Back to the subject at hand what shall we do with the perpetrator when we find them?”
“Find?” You ask.
Kanako shakes her head. “Seija fled the castle via unknown means; the Tengu combed it but found nothing beyond fairies.
“She cannot hide forever, the upside to this is she has no resources, I still have her spellcards and Sukuna just dispelled all of the magic caused by the Mallet.”
Reimu smacks her Gohei against her palm repeatedly.
“She will be banished from Gensokyo once she is caught; she threatened the stability of the entire land.”
You nod in understanding.
“We chasing after her then?”
Suwako shakes her head. “Not at this moment, we are still cleaning up here and don’t know where she went.
“The fact alone that she managed to sneak by all of the Tengu outside is surprising in and of itself.”
That... is a good observation actually... how did she manage that?
A caw signals a new arrival and breaks you from your thoughts, and with the flapping of bird wings Lord Tenma lands among the group.
She lifts the ceremonial mask off of her face and turns to Kanako.
“We’ve combed the plains but have had no sign of the demon.
“She’s either much faster than we expected or she found a means to escape that we can’t anticipate.”
Kanako nods. “Stand down for now, no point in taking any chances of a possible trap; we’ve negated her main source of power, that is enough for the day.”
Tenma smiles widely. “I’ll round ‘em up and send them home, you are of course invited to the celebrations of victory tonight Lord Moriya!”
Kanako nods with a grin. “The Moriya will be there.”
The groups head off, Sukuna with Reimu, the Scarlet after taking a chunk of the entrance door for some reason, and Alice who bids you goodbye.
… You wonder where the giant doll went.
- - -
The party is a raucous affair as expected, it seems half the Tengu village showed up.
Streamers hang down from branches in the trees and adults are dancing and carousing.
There’s some form of traditional play going on in the village square and general merry making the entire town over.
For your part you and the Moriya are in a room of the palace, feasting and drinking with Tenma and other Tengu.
Kanako sits at one end of the table, drinking and boasting about previous war victories, several (drunk) Tengu listening with rapt attention.
She's clearly in her element, grinning wildly and gesticulating with her arms as she tells of some long past battle.
Suwako is off to the side discussing some things with various older looking Wolf and Crow Tengu, she’s been in her bigger form as well since you came, they both are.
You suppose they got a boost after all.
Sanae sits next to you, eating slowly and returning greetings to those who greet her, and you for your part are left mostly alone.
“Not drinking Sanae?” You ask, looking at the maiden sitting to your left.
She blushes a bit and shakes her head. “I do not handle alcohol that well…”
"Oh?" You say. "That wont do at all~"
You grin and lift up her cup. “It’s a celebration; we’ve been working towards this for two weeks, live a little!”
She hesitates for a moment then smiles and grasps the cup, holding it up.
You hold up yours. “Cheers.”
Two cups later, and it turns out the green shrine maiden is an awful drunk.
She pokes a finger into your chest, her eyes are hazy and she has a serious expression on her face.
“You… neeeed to stop getting into trouble. Everytime I turn my back on ya… ya end up nearly killed… Stoppit.”
You hold up your hands in surrender.
“Of course of course, I will try my best, wouldn’t want to worry you.”
She gains a dopey smile.
“Goood.”
She stares at you for a moment longer then takes another swig of her drink.
She coughs and blinks rapidly, shaking her head as the dopey grin returns.
She then looks around before focusing on the end of the table.
“Ma…”
You look at her curiously. “Ma?”
“Mama!”
She jumps up from her seat and runs to the end of the table, tackling Kanako across the chest in a hug.
The goddess sputters in surprise.
“Sanae… have you been drinking?!”
The shrine maiden giggles. “Meeeeeybe”
The goddess sighs. “What am I to do with you?” There’s a small smile across her features however.
She rubs Sanae across the head and returns to her stories like nothing happened at all.
You smile at the sight.
Ah… sweet victory.
- - -
(Point of View Change)
You run through the forest, breaking through bushes and bramble as you cut your way through.
Damn them…
You had been putting this together for YEARS, all to have it thrown away in an instant.
Sukuna failed you… the little princess wanted to see the world… it was so easy to make her believe the tales of injustice against her people.
Then she screwed up the mission at the mansion, and it all fell apart from there.
You break through the treeline and into a clearing.
You’ve been running for hours, you don’t even know where you are anymore.
You double over onto the ground panting, so very close, only to have it ALL ripped away.
Tears sting your eyes… there’s got to be another way… the bastards will hunt you now, the strong being threatened always do.
*Snap*
Your breath hitches in your throat, a figure slowly walks through the clearing…
It’s not a Tengu as you expected however…
A tall figure figure in concealing white robes.
A blue Tabard runs down to figures feet and their face is obscured by a mask in the style of a fox.
It stares at you silently.
“Well? Aren’t you going to put down the troublemaker?!” You say through gritted teeth.
Without your spellcards you couldn’t fight even if you had the energy for it.
The figure tilts its head, small beads attached to the mask clacking against as it does so.
Four vulpine tails stick out behind the robes and wave gently behind it.
“Tell me Seija Kijin…” The figure speaks, its voice deep and masculine.
“Do you desire power?”
Chapter 34: A New Day
Chapter Text
You awaken with a groan, sunlight coming through the window and onto your face to serve as an impromptu alarm.
Your eyes open revealing your bedroom, lasts nights party went on into the early hours of the morning.
Your morning fatigue is more a result of the battle than anything else. Even if you didn’t have experience, its rather hard to get you drunk, and damn near impossible to give you a hangover, though the Tengu did try.
Oh…. Dear gods did they try.
It didn’t take Suwako too long to join in the merrier forms of partying along with Kanako, Sanae however did not last very long.
… You should probably check on her this morning come to think of it.
You lift yourself out of bed and grab your clothes for the shower, taking a nice long while as you knock the last of the nights adventures out of your body. You’re overdue for a dream, though with the Mallet being deactivated, perhaps that won’t happen anymore?
Either way, mission accomplished, and now time to figure out what you want to do with yourself now that you are more… free so to speak.
You doubt you’ll be leaving the temple anytime soon, if for the free room and board if nothing else, but you are definitely freer in what you actually want to do, whether that be reopen shop… or work more on the shrine’s myriad issues.
They have indoor plumbing and cable for God’s sake, unless you moved to the Kappa village you think you’d struggle for such luxury.
… Though it certainly has come at a cost, in many ways.
You finish up in the shower and step back outside, It’s nearing the end of November… or at least it was when you left.
You’ve always liked the cold, though being what you are you could afford to with any real discomfort.
… Does Suwako hibernate come to think of it?
I mean… she’s not actually a frog? Is she?
You shake your head, you suppose she could be whatever she wanted to be.
Actually… that gives you an idea, a grin coming across your features.
- - -
You plod through the main hall and peek your head into the dining room, sniffing the air curiously.
Toast… and… Apple if your nose isn’t lying to you.
Kanako and Suwako are here, so is Sanae surprisingly.
You move up and plop down onto your seat.
“Yip!” You say eloquently.
Suwako jerks in surprise and turns to look at you.
You quirk an…
You don’t have those, you swish your tails slightly and stare back at her.
“Mornin’ Ayumu.” The goddess says, before turning back to her food.
Kanako nods a greeting, while Sanae is in food mode.
You get back up and move around the table, taking a spot next to the green priestess.
“Yip!”
She ignores you, fully in food zen.
Oh no, that just wont do.
You nudge your nose into her side.
“Yip!”
She stills for a moment, blinking a few times, and then looks down at you.
“…Ayumu?” She asks, tilting her head curiously.
You nod and open your mouth.
She gets the hint and a piece of toast soon finds its way to it, and you lie down and eat it satisfactorily.
Suwako giggles. “I thought we got a new helper, not a pet, demotion Ayumu?”
You speak up between bites. “Felt like being a fox, easier to maintain my magics that way as well.”
Sanae looks at you in surprise. “You can talk like that? But what about your… vocal…”
You shake your head. “Come now Sanae that surely cannot be the oddest thing you’ve seen me pull off so far.
“It’s magic of course, and after yesterday’s battle I felt like taking a bit of a break, that and aren’t I adorable?” You wave your tails behind you for emphasis.
Sanae gives you an odd look, and then sticks another piece of toast into your mouth.
Damn right.
- - -
You stretch out onto one of the cushions next to the table, back in human form as you watch TV with the Moriya.
“So now what?” You ask.
Suwako tilts her head at the question but says nothing.
“Now that the incident is over, any plans?”
Kanako nods. “I will continue to look into repairing our more dilapidated shrines.”
“And I’ll work some more with the Tengu, see if I can’t get somethin’ figured out.” Suwako says.
“Figured out?” You ask.
She nods. “I wanna see if I can’t get that branch shrine more up and running again, may be easier with them after the incident now.”
“Ah, and me and Sanae?” You ask.
The goddess shrugs. “Beyond taking care of the Shrine you are free to do whatever you wish, while Sanae will return to her normal duties.”
You look over at Sanae. “Normal duties?”
Sanae smiles. “I am a Shrine Maiden at the end of the day.”
“About that, we will need to have a discussion this morning Ayumu.” Kanako says, looking at you with a serious expression.
“Oh? Am I in trouble?” You ask.
The goddess just stares at you the serious expression not changing.
“Right… I’m good whenever you need me.”
Sanae steps out a short bit later, leaving you with the two of them.
Suwako taps you on the shoulder and gestures you to get up, and you do so as they lead you out of the dining room and through a door between Kanako and Suwako’s room.
It’s not one you’ve been in before, inside is a room a bit bigger than your old bedroom, and from ground to ceiling it is filled with prayer scrolls of all sorts.
Suwako walks on ahead into the room and starts looking through a pile of scrolls, while Kanako closes the door.
After a moment Suwako apparently finds what she’s after, and gently removes it from the pile.
She gently opens it and starts reading, while Kanako walks past and then turns to you.
“The incident is now finished, the Demon is being hunted, and the princess for the time being is residing at the Hakurei shrine. Hakurei has dubbed the affair as the ‘Double Dealing Character Incident’ though I could not tell you why.”
Suwako makes a pleased sound and tucks the scroll under her arm, moving up to take position next to Kanako.
“To be honest I didn’t expect much of ya when you arrived. It was rare enough for Sanae to bring anyone back, but you’ve done good work…”
Suwako admits, smiling at you cheekily.
“…Thanks?” You say, looking between the two of them. “It didn’t exactly go the way I expected things to, but I don’t regret it.”
Kanako nods. “Yes, me and Suwako discussed things after your… incident with Marisa, we were seeing if you were interested in a boon of sorts.”
Suwako holds out the scroll for you to take, and you do so.
You slowly unfurl it and look at it.
“Record of… Shinshi?”
You look through it; it’s almost a form of service contract, not one dissimilar to ones you’ve seen in the past.
“You wish me to become a Shinshi?” You ask carefully, looking up at them from the scroll.
Suwako nods in the affirmative. “Of a form… we are offering it to you, if you’d accept you would basically be announcing your full allegiance to the Moriya shrine.”
Kanako picks up where she left off. “However you would gain a portion of the faith we bring in, which should speed up your recovery drastically.”
“But at the same time I would go from being a Tenant of the shrine, to being a servant of the shrine, is that correct?” You ask.
Suwako nods again. “If ya don’t take it we understand, you’ve don’t alot for us already, but we thought ya may be interested.
"Your duties wouldn't really change, though of course you know the gravity of these kind of things. Sanae aint aware as of yet, we figured this should be your decision, you are still a newcomer after all, waddya think?” The goddess asks an odd tone to her voice.
On closer inspection Kanako is fidgeting a little as well.
“I think…” You say, after thinking it over a moment.
You look over the scroll a moment longer before folding it back closed and offering it to Suwako.
“I apologize, while the offer is… “
You shake your head and collect your thoughts.
“I wish to collect my thoughts a bit more, perhaps speak to some people. I have no problem working with the Moriya going forward, but I would like a bit of time before I make a more permanent step. You all have been more than good to me, but it would be a big change, would that be alright?”
If Suwako is disappointed she doesn’t show it, gaining a small smile on her face as she takes the scroll back.
“Take as long as ya need, consider it an open offer.”
Kanako shakes her head, though she has a small smile as well. “It is good to think on such decisions, take what time you need.
“Though do keep in mind the limits of your current ability and what we can offer you going forward.”
Her smile turns into an... interesting grin.
- - -
You step back outside the room, the goddesses splitting up to head to their respective rooms, you’d imagine Sanae is in hers as well.
You walk past the dining room and outside, the morning air is still crisp, but not uncomfortably so.
There are a few clouds in the sky, but no signs of rain, a good day to go out.
You’ve got quite a few things you’d like to look into, but the question is of course where to start. There are some things you could do at the temple as well.
As you walk towards the large gate at the entrance of the shrine overlooking the valleys below.
There are several people you’d like to see in the Human Village, and now with the mallet incident… or as the Hakurei are apparently calling it. ‘Double Dealing Character’ over you can finally get around to doing so.
Keine and Kosuzu to thank them for the information, and to catch up.
Akyuu to visit, and Kokoro because you promised.
You think that’s everyone…
You clutch your flight card in your hands and kick off towards the Human Village.
- - -
You land just outside the gate as usual… the longer the walk the more you can see.
Busy as ever you make your way through the masses towards the schoolhouse, it doesn’t take very long to get there now that you are used to these streets, and you arrive to find the schoolyard full of younglings.
Most are playing under the supervision of the teachers, while a few others are doing some form of activities in the yard, the kids bundled against the cold.
You make your way through it all, nobody giving you a second glance as you make your way inside and towards Keine’s office.
The door is closed when you reach it and you rap against it gently.
“Enter.” Keine’s voice speaks up from inside.
You slowly push it open to reveal the woman at her desk, a long scroll draped across the table that she was apparently perusing.
A set of glasses you haven’t seen her wear before is resting on her noise and the distinct smell of coffee is in the air.
“Ayumu?” Keine asks curiously.
You nod with a smile and close the door behind you.
“Apologies for the unannounced visit, I was hoping we could speak for a moment?”
She stares at you for a moment, her brow furrowed as she thinks, she then sighs and gestures to a chair across from her.
“If you must.”
You take the offered seat in front of her desk.
“Is this about the incident?” She asks, furling up the scroll and setting it inside her desk.
“Yes actually, I came by to thank you for your assistance in it. Your expertise was of great help in getting everything resolved.” You explain with a smile on your face.
She looks at you oddly. “You came here to thank me?”
You nod again. “Yes, your help was a boon and as I was going to Human Village I thought it would be polite to stop by and thank you for it.”
You see a twitch on her lips, then her mouth slowly upturns into a smile.
“Well… you are most certainly welcome, was everyone alright?” She asks.
“Yes, no major injuries, either on the Moriya side or on those assisting us, the battle went well.”
“That is good then. Is there anything else?” She asks.
You start to shake your head, then catch yourself mid gesture. “Actually… yes, as a teacher you would know quite a bit about this local area right?”
She nods. “I would yes, is there something you wished to know?”
“Yes, I was curious about two things, I don’t actually know much about Gensokyo itself… And I’d like to learn more about past incidents.” You say, leaning back a bit more in the chair.
She pushes the glasses back up her noise. “Well as far as Gensokyo is concerned, I believe I have a spare book in here… somewhere…”
She gets up and starts looking through the bookshelves.
After a moment she apparently finds what she is looking for, a rather large tome with leather binding. She wipes off the cover of it then holds it out for you.
“I expect this back at some point.” She says with a serious expression on her face.
“Of course, I’m a fast reader anyway.” You say, eagerly grabbing the new reading material.
It’s heavier than it looks, the book is very old, though well maintained.
Old writing on the front names it ‘Land of Illusions’.
“I… don’t suppose you have a bag or something? I’m going to be out and about today.” You explain.
She waves her hand. “I am afraid not, just come back when you are heading out of the village, I will be here until late this evening.
“Now then… as for your second question, far more broad actually as there aren’t full written records.”
She gets up to start scribbling on a chalk board behind her.
“In the past few years we’ve had over a dozen at this point…” She says, writing with chalk.
“A… dozen?” You ask.
She nods and keeps on writing.
‘Embodiment of the Scarlet Devil’
‘Hopeless Masquerade’
‘Perfect Cherry Blossom’
Oh… oh dear.
‘Phantasmagoria of a Diminishing Dream’
‘Mountain of Faith’
“How… many Incidents have there been since Gensokyo was created?” You ask, feeling you won’t like the answer.
She stops writing for a moment, then continues.
“Well it depends on how you want to define an incident, not all of them received names from the Hakurei… but several dozen at the very least.”
“Ah…”
You slowly palm your head in your hands as the sound of chalk against board continues.
… Is it too late to go back to Tokyo and die?
- - -
You thank Keine and head back outside the schoolhouse, next would be Kosuzu, her shop isn’t too far from here thankfully.
You make your way back through the village until you come across the bookstore.
A slow jazz piece is coming from inside, and you make your way through it…
Something seems… off
Your senses are flaring at the presence of a danger unseen, though nothing is immediately visible besides Kosuzu reading a book at her counter.
You dismiss it after a moment, it’s just Kosuzu around that you can sense, and your senses are on alert from all the… activities recently.
“Morning Kosuzu.” You say cheerfully, taking a spot in front of her counter.
She looks up curiously, apparently not having heard you enter.
Her expression brightens considerably as she recognizes you. “Good mornin’ Ayumu! What can I do for you?”
“I came to thank you for your assistance in the incident, I was coming to the Human Village and thought I’d stop by to thank you personally.” You explain.
She closes the book and smiles up at you. “It was nothing, always glad to see my books put to use! Would you be interested in seeing some of my new additions?”
“Ah… I would love to, but I’m afraid I am a bit short in the money department as of this moment.”
She giggles. “I am afraid I DO run a business, but if you ever do get the chance, we are always welcome new customers!”
You nod. “I’ll definitely keep that in mind, I was a definite Bibliophile back in the mainland.”
Her breath hitches and her smile widens.
“You are an outsider?”
You nod. “You weren’t aware?”
“No! I knew some had come in via the last train, but I wasn’t aware you were one of them!”
She offers a hand to you.
“If you are willing to come by from time to time and tell me some… things I am curious about in regards to the outside world, I would happily allow you to borrow a few books!”
You grasp her hand and shake it, a light chuckle escaping at the excitement written clear as day on her face.
“I am afraid I am too busy to do it this morning, but you have a deal.”
This could be the start of a beautiful thing.
- - -
Next is… Akyuu.
You wanted to talk to her about the offer from the Moriya, along with just catching up a bit more.
You walk across the village once again, it’s about mid-morning and all of the stalls in the center of town have been setup as you pass through it.
There is no stage for Kokoro’s show… but the weekend passed, you believe it was said she did the show every Saturday.
You make it to the Hieda compound and head inside.
You open the main doors to the building and walk inside, looking around revealing…
Nobody.
…Huh.
You walk up to her desk, it’s all neat and tidy, the ink well is capped and all papers have been pushed aside.
You sniff the air carefully, her scent is all around but…
Ah, there we are.
You walk through one of the side doors and move into a hallway you’ve yet to enter.
A few servants look at you curiously as you move past, but none make a move to stop you.
You make your way around several corners until you come across a large sliding door set at the end of the hallway.
You press your ear against it, hearing soft breathing and… electronic sounds.
You knock against it gently.
Shuffling sounds from the inside, then a muffled voice.
“Go away.”
You snort. “Well if you insist, I’ll just head back to the temple.”
A pause. Then more shuffling noises and a crash of something being knocked over.
You lean against the wall as more banging sounds and yelps echo out into the corridor.
After a minute the door slides open, revealing Akyuu in a rather disheveled version of her regular outfit, her hair sticking up in places.
“Morning Akyuu, did I come at a bad time?” You ask smirking.
She glares at you, but the expression softens quickly. “It’s my day off, I only get so many of those.” She admits with a sigh.
You chuckle and walk past her into the room. “What a coincidence, me too.”
If she’s bothered by you invading her space she doesn’t show it, closing the door slowly behind her.
It’s…
Yeah… this is Amu’s room alright.
Scrolls and books are… everywhere, along with various wooden toys and games.
In the center of the room is her bed, sitting upon which is what appears to be a Gameboy.
“Still as clean as ever.” You say, walking past to pick up a scroll.
“Tales of-“
That’s as far as you get as she snatches it out of your hand.
“No. Bad fox.” She says, pointing it at your nose.
“Me?” You ask, sounding mock hurt. “I’m a very good fox, I assure you, the Moriya even said so, and they are part of the reason I came here.”
She looks at you curiously.
“You may want to sit for this.”
She acquiesces after a moment.
You take the spot next to her on the bed.
“The battle went well, though you may already be aware, nobody was majorly hurt, even me surprisingly enough.
“We’re all relaxing a bit now that the incident is over, though the Moriya made… an interesting offer this morning.”
She stares at you but says nothing.
“They offered me the chance to become a Shinshi.”
She stills, mulling over what you said for a moment before replying.
“A… Shinshi? Did you accept?” She asks.
You shake your head. “No, but I am tempted, I wanted time to think about it first, I do believe I impressed them.”
She gives you a look you recognize.
“What? You know my old day job.”
She snorts. “Yes, still, they are willing to take it that far already?”
You shrug. “As I said, I impressed them, I was wondering your opinion on it.”
She closes her eyes. “It would be… dangerous. I am not the biggest fan of the Moriya as you are of no doubt aware. While Sanae can be pleasant enough… those goddesses are schemers and tend to cause trouble. While the power such a thing could grant you would be a definite boon, it would also announce your allegiance in a way you cannot take back.” She finishes, opening her eyes again.
“Believe me, I’m aware, but I’m most likely going to be staying with them for the near future. The boost in power alone would be enough to cover any possibly risks I’d believe. My biggest hesitation is more about it making my style of work more difficult. It’s rather hard to do subterfuge when most people know who you are by association." You shake your head.
“I can always shape shift but…”
“If that is all you’re worried about then no, I see no reason why you shouldn’t take it, the power at least would give you an advantage. After the incident most already know of your allegiance anyway, like it or not. Though of course, you are more than welcome to switch to the Hieda! At least until your clan makes it through into Gensokyo, have you heard anything from them?”
You pause as she says that…
- - -
You sit at the dinner table across from her, a gentle rain landing outside; you’ve been living in Numazu for some time now and have finally finished setting up shop again.
Amu gently wipes away some traces of food from the edge of her mouth before speaking up.
“So tell me. Ayumu.” She begins.
“I know you changed your name for safety, but is Akio your real name originally?”
You shake your head.
“I took Akio awhile back in honor of my… sister.” You explain. “Ayumu is my name, or as real as a shapeshifters name can be anyway. Foxes tend to… politic each other to death, so I change it frequently.”
She nods and takes another bite. “Your clan then? Where are they? You’ve only even given me a first name, never a surname.”
You shrug. “I’m a Fox of the Shinjo, we are based out of the Miyagi mountains, I don’t tend to go home very much though.”
“The Shinjo?” She tilts her head. “I’m afraid I am not aware of any clan by that name, is there any reason you do not use it?”
You nod. “As I said, fox politics, and I haven’t had anything to do with the Shinjo in a long time. Foxes tend to keep to themselves as a general rule, we value our privacy, don’t be surprised if you don’t run into other Shinjo.” You explain.
She looks at your curiously, but allows the conversation to drift on towards other subjects.
I like you Amu, but you really don’t need to know… especially when you don’t know if you are still being hunted.
- - -
You would trust her with it… but… she doesn’t need something else to worry about.
You shrug your shoulders.
“I… don’t know if they are coming to be honest, I haven’t spoken to them in a long time. With how close I was to fading away in Tokyo of all places I doubt they fared much better in the long run.”
She looks at you with a hurt expression. “Doesn’t… not knowing the fate of your family bother you? I know you said you worked alone mostly. But family is still family.”
You smile at her. “I suppose it does in some ways, but I’ve had a long time to get used to such a thing, and besides.” You reach up and rub her head. “Didn’t always have little cuties like you around to keep me company.”
She giggles and tries to push the hand away. “Stop it!”
You keep up the attack, the smile turning into a grin as she continues the giggle fit.
You show mercy after a a good half minute; leaving her to try to fix her hair in a mirror.
You watch her with a sense of melancholy. You haven’t had a family in a very long time.
Chapter 35: The Day After
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Mar 1, 2018
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[x] [Leave the Village - Go talk to Wakasagihime.]
Mist Lake is the best.
Something’s kinda nice about writing another mermaid chapter five months later, it’s where it all began after all.
- - -
Wakasagi, you’ve been meaning to see her again for some time now.
Hopefully she’s been fine since we knocked the effect of the mallet out of her, though that shouldn’t be a worry since its effects were removed from the land in general.
The question is… where to find her.
You take off into the air and out of the village towards the forest, where you found her in the stream before.
You pass over the trees until you eventually come to the long river.
The water is clear enough that you can see all the way to the bottom, but no sign of the mermaid quite yet, the river goes deeper into the woods before coming out the other side in a winding path leading all the way to the barrier from the looks of it.
While the other way leads towards a large misty lake.
You doubt she would have gone much deeper in the forest, so you follow the river towards the lake.
It takes a few minutes to arrive, but you eventually move past the treeline and come to a stop.
The lake is smaller than it appeared from a distance, maybe a mile or two in circumference, the edge of it just reaching the edge of the outcroppings that make up the mountain.
Water is coming into the lake through the forest on the otherside, from the direction the mountain, which probably explains where that waterfall ends up.
A thick mist has covered the center of the lake, though the edges remain clear. Past it on the other side is a large mansion surrounded by a thick fence.
It’s western in style… at least at first look, there’s a large clocktower and bastardized versions of several architectural styles you recognize making up the place.
Between its deep red color… and sheer opulence you’d have to guess that is Remilia’s house, unless you happen to find another ‘mansion’.
You turn your attention away from it and back towards the lake proper.
The waters are as clear as the river is thankfully, and you fly around it slowly looking for the mermaid.
It takes a few minutes, but you eventually spot her apparently in the process of sunning herself on some rocks.
She’s laid back against the shore, her fish tail moving through the water gently while she lies with her hands behind her head. Her eyes are closed with a contented smile on her face.
The only sounds as you approach are the water moved by her tail and the odd birdsong. You slow down to a stop and gently set yourself down on the rocks. Your shoes clack against the stones and she opens her eyes slowly.
“Kagerou… Back already?” She murmurs, looking around before her eyes settle on you.
“Kind sir?” She asks, a smile forming.
“Indeed, tis I, the kindest of sirs. Though a few brave souls know me as Ayumu.”
She giggles and flips over on the rocks, her tail splashing the water as she does so.
“I came to check up on you, I haven’t seen you since you visited the shrine.”
She smiles sweetly. “I appreciate the thought... No everything has been quite alright since then; I’ve been keeping to myself just in case. Kagerou has been around more often however; she seems quite worried about something.”
You nod. “Yeah… I think I have inkling why, was she just here?”
She nods, her smile replaced with a look of curiosity.
You grimace. “She was affected by the mallet, and she unfortunately chose the same target you did.
“Took a decent chunk out of me too.” You say, rubbing your now thankfully healed wrist.
She covers her mouth, her eyes widening. “Are… are you alright?”
You pull down the sleeve, looking over the wrist.
“I’m fine, any injuries I had were taken care of, and I had been meaning to speak to her about it actually… The aggression wasn’t her fault, and I never got a chance to speak to her afterwards.”
Her eyes soften from the worried expression to a more thoughtful one. “She just left to get some food from the woods, so I suppose she should be back shortly.”
“I was planning on getting some food myself after this, probably back at the temple, bit short on money at the moment.” You explain, sitting down on the rocks.
She claps her hands together excitedly. “Do you like fish perchance?”
You nod. “Yes, you know a good place?”
She nods again. “Just one moment!”
She dives under the water, leaving you by yourself.
She goes off like a rocket through the water, until she goes below the mist and disappears from view; you are now the only person around apparently, as far as you can see.
There’s Tengu flitting about the mountain, but not much else.
You lean back against the rocks, enjoying the nature around you.
- - -
It’s about five to six minutes later by your estimate when the water stirs, and with a hop out of the water Wakasagi lands next to you, her fish tail sending rocks flying as she lands.
There’s a happy expression on her face, and two nice sized fish in her hands.
You quirk an eyebrow. “Went fishing?”
“Indeed! I’m afraid I cannot cook it though, if you can gather some sticks from the tr-“
You snap your fingers, a small flame coming out of the tip of your thumb.
“Do you prefer your fish raw or cooked?” You ask.
“Cooked please! I hardly ever get to eat cooked fish.” She says, her expression excited again.
You chuckle and find suitable skewers near the shoreline, before getting to work cooking both, slowly turning them over your magical flame as you talk.
“So where are you from Wakasagi? Before you came here I mean.” You ask.
“I’ve lived in Lake Biwa for nearly all of my life, never went much farther, until I came here of course.”
“Lake Biwa?” You ask. “I’ve been around there once or twice, don’t remember any mermaids however.”
She smiles a bit sadly. “There weren’t many of us around as I was growing up, and the lake is large indeed.
“We mostly made our homes in underwater caves.”
You nod. “Any others of your kind come over?”
She shakes her head in the negative. “I’m afraid I am the only one of my kind I have discovered since I came here.
“I cannot speak of Gensokyo in general, but I’m certainly the only Mermaid in this lake. There are good fish here though, and I get company from time to time, so do not think me bothered!”
You smile and hand over her skewer, and she digs into it happily, taking a seat next to you, hear tail gently moving in the water again.
You finish cooking yours and dig into it as well, eating in silence as you watch over the water.
- - -
You are just finishing up when you hear a snap of a branch as something exits the treeline.
You glance back over your shoulder to reveal…
“Hello again Kagerou.” You say with a lazy wave.
The werewolf freezes as she sees you.
“It’s alright, what you did was outside of your control, me and Wakasagi are just having lunch.” You say, putting a bit of charm in your words to keep her calm.
She looks at you, and then slowly approaches.
“Are…
She swallows.
“Are you unharmed?” She asks. Her voice has an accent not dissimilar to Sylvia’s.
You nod. “What you did was out of your control, and I got all fixed up.”
She looks over your face, before nodding slowly. “I… I am still sorry, I acted shamefully.”
You shrug and turn back to your food. “As I said, I’m fine, and the incident is over now.”
The sound of feet against rock sound out from behind you, before she takes a careful seat next to Wakasagi.
The mermaid pulls her a bit closer and whispers something in her ear.
You would normally hear it...
... Except the mermaid is currently splashing her tail against the water as she whispers, possibly deliberately… interesting.
Kagerou keeps flitting her eyes between you and Wakasagi, before the two split apart, Wakasagi going back to eating like nothing happened.
Kagerou for her part doesn’t talk as you both finish the last of your meals, though she looks far less worried.
- - -
You stand back up and stretch with satisfaction. “Well Wakasagi I must thank you for the meal, and it is a pleasure to see you are still alright.
“The same to you as well Kagerou.”
The werewolf nods, but doesn’t say anything, apparently from what you've gathered a rather quiet person.
“The pleasure was all my kind sir, please feel free to visit at any time! I’ll be coming around the shrine more often as well!” Wakasagi says, slowly sliding back down into the water, Kagerou for her part is always starting to move back towards the forest.
You nod and slowly start to lift off the ground, deciding on your next destination.
You could meet the Scarlet, but that is something more suited to the whole group.
You aren’t exactly excited to go back in that forest either.
So might as well take a look at the job board Sanae mentioned, hopefully a means to get some desperately needed capital.
You fly up and make a gentle curve towards the Human Village, landing after a few minutes on the northern edge.
You make your way through the crowds until you find yourself back in the village square.
Stall after stall… then… there, against the backside of the dragon statue is a large signboard.
Nailed into it are various pieces of parchment, and what appear to be a few flyers as well.
You approach and take a gander at the assorted documents.
It’s actually a surprisingly diverse list, some farmers looking for manual labor, some construction work…
Only three really grab your interest however.
A shop outside of town is looking for help in managing stock, stating outsiders are preferable.
A local well to do family is seeking assistance in locating some stolen property.
And there is a bar looking to hire a new bartender, Oni not allowed to apply.
The last two would be within your skillset, though only the first and third are actual jobs as such.
You make note of them, the rest is all either physical labor, or looking for hawkers and the like.
You take another glance at the job board… The others are worth keeping in mind for later, but you need some fast cash at the moment.
Let’s see… assistance loading a cart for a trip to town, seems a local farmer got hurt and can no longer do so on their own.
Fair enough, you tear down the notice and note the location, just outside of town, one of those farms you walked past on that first day.
You stick the notice in your pocket and start walking that way out of the village, passing farm after farm until you reach the correct one. It’s a simple place, with a farm house not dissimilar to the ones on the outside that have stood for hundreds of years.
Trellis after trellis along the acreage of the property, almost entirely grape vines from the look of it. More than half have been harvested already.
There are large bamboo barrels stuffed with grapes near the front door next to cart.
You walk up and knock on the door. The thing is so old you almost feel like you could break it by lightly knocking. Silence is the answer at first, then it slides open.
A small child is standing there, looking up at you curiously. A young girl, with brown hair going down her shoulders.
“Good afternoon little one, could you let the farmer here know I’ve come to help with work?” You ask with a smile on your face.
The child nods and scampers back inside, leaving the door open.
It’s a simple house, but cozy you suppose, old furniture and knickknacks all over the place. You wonder how long they’ve been here.
The child comes back a short time later, an older woman following her.
The woman stops at the door with a small smile on her face. “Well good afternoon! Didn’t expect to hear back so soon, ya come to help?” She asks, her voice heavily aged, but there’s a tone of kindness.
You nod, pulling the notice out of your pocket and holding it out for her.
“Yes, I take it you need those grapes loaded in the cart?” You ask, gesturing towards the bamboo containers.
She nods. “Aye, that’d be the case, my husband can no longer help, and I hurt my back earlier when I loaded the first batch this morning.
“Those rabbits will be making something for me later, but for now I need help getting the harvest loaded.”
You smile. “Consider it done then, anything else?”
She shakes her head. “Nah, that should be it, but are you sure you can handle it on your own?”
You shrug and walk over to one of the containers, it’s filled to the brim with grapes. The Aki weren’t kidding, it was a good harvest this year.
You grab one of the handles on the side and lift it up near effortlessly.
“Should be fine.” You say, hoisting it into a better position against your shoulder before pushing it into the cart.
The child looks at you in amazement, while the older woman stares at you.
“Youkai?” She asks after a moment.
You start lifting the second barrel and nod. “Yep. That a problem?”
She stares at you a moment longer, then shakes her head. “No… just not used to one being so open to… Ya know what never mind, just be careful.”
- - -
It takes a good hour, not from difficulty, but from sheer number, a damn good harvest indeed.
The cart is filled with the barrels, and you close the gate at the back of the cart with satisfaction.
You wipe off your forehead, a light sweat, but not much else.
“Done already?” The woman, whose name you’ve learned is Kaede asks.
You look it over. “Should be good to head to market, you need any help unloading this stuff?”
She shakes her head. “Nah, there are workers at the market who handle it.
She gets off the chair she was sitting on and walks over, looking over your work.
“The other farmers will be helping me tomorrow morning, but I thank ya all the same for getting me sorted today. I’ll have Sata hitch up the horses, ya need a ride back to town?”
You start to say no, then think about it.
“Sure, I’d appreciate it.”
- - -
It doesn’t take very long to get the horses hitched, and soon after you, Kaede, and Sata, are going along the path towards the village.
You and Kaede are sitting up front, while Sata is in the back.
“Harvest better than usual this year?” You ask, looking at the other farms.
Kaede smiles. “Aye, we’ve been blessed by the Goddess Minoriko, the harvest came in healthy and abundant.”
You nod. “I’ve met her, along with her sister on the mountain.”
“The mountain?” She asks. “Youkai Mountain?”
“Yes, I’m a worker for the Moriya shrine, but I happened to be in town today.”
She looks at you oddly. “Wouldn’t have ya pegged for a religious type, but to each their own, Haven’t seen the Moriya out in awhile, that priestess still makes the rounds, but the shrine around our area fell apart.”
“There’s a shrine out here?” You ask. “I’m a newcomer. To both Gensokyo and the Moriya.”
“Aye.” She gestures back down the path. “It’s near rubble now, just collapsed on its own one day. Was in good shape before too.”
You nod again. “I’ll need to ask about it, thanks. How active were they here before?”
She shrugs. “That priestess of theirs… Tomiko I think her name was used to be out and about here a lot. But she disappeared when the shrine collapsed.
“That one with the green hair still makes the rounds, though I haven’t seen her about recently.”
You smile. “Yeah, unfortunately she’s been busy lately.”
Another shrine maiden?
- - -
In short order you are back in the human village and the cart makes its way towards the market.
Kaede parks it and some workers start unloading it near a stall just outside of the main square.
“Here’s your payment mister!” Sata says, handing you a small envelope, then she goes off to her…
Actually you don’t know what the relation is.
Either way.
You take a look inside, it’s a decent amount, around ten thousand yen give or take.
Enough for clothes and a meal, or anything else you could want to use it for.
You still need to find an actual job at some point, though with the underground project you aren’t sure you’ll necessarily have the time.
You’re a good boy, maybe you could ask for your allowance?
Chapter 36: Witness
Chapter Text
Right… time to see if you can speak to Reimu without her slamming a door in my face.
You fold up the money and put it in your pocket, at the very least, you know just about every institution likes donations.
Before you leave you head back to the schoolhouse to pick up the book, you doubt you’ll be heading back to the Human Village today.
You tuck it under your arm and start flying out of the village towards the shrine set on the hill outside of town. It’s far closer than the Moriya shrine at least, and you set down at the bottom of the staircase, beginning the walk upwards.
Fall has hit this place hard, the steps are covered in leaves, though hopefully with the incident being over the grounds themselves will be in better shape.
You crest and make it onto the grounds themselves, cleaner indeed, most of the leaves from before are in neat piles across the grounds... And unlike last time there are people outside.
Reimu and Suika are sitting on the front porch, an empty plate between them, and a broom sitting off to the side.
Suika is drinking without a care in the world while Reimu has her eyes closed, apparently relaxing.
You walk up until your just a few feet away, Suika noticing you as you get about ten feet away, stopping in front of the donation box.
“Well aint this a surprise, the Moriya visitin’ three times in…” Suika pauses, setting down the goard, scratching her cheek with a finger as she thinks. "Bit longer than a week.” She finishes with a cheery wave.
The Miko opens her eyes to stare at you, quirking an eyebrow.
It’s not one with malice… or grumpiness to be more accurate with what you’ve seen so far. She seems a lot calmer.
You make a show of pulling around three thousand yen out of your pocket and dropping it into the donation box.
“Evening… or late afternoon if you prefer. Thought I’d stop by to give my thanks for the help in the incident. I’m sure the goddesses have something in mind, but I was in the area.”
You shrug with a smile. “That and I was hoping to check up on Sukuna.”
The Miko continues staring at you. “Check up on Sukuna?”
You nod. “I know she was tricked, and I was hoping to see if she was holding up okay.”
She stares a moment longer, then the edge of her mouth upticks into a smile.
She sighs. “Moriya, always up in my business.” She says, but there’s no actual annoyance in it.
“I suppose you all pulled your weight during the incident.
“Comeon.” She says, slowly getting up and opening up the main door to the shrine, gesturing for you to enter.
You accept the invitation, walking up the steps and drinking Oni, and past the Miko into the building proper.
So, all you needed to do to get inside was to get the crap beaten out of you and save fantasy land.
Or donate.
Toss up really.
Reimu walks past you towards a door on the right, and slowly opens it.
It’s a small room, about half the size of the first bedroom you got when you came here.
It’s got several crates and various decorations along the walls and taking up much of the floorspace.
In the center is a birdcage, set upon a table. Inside of which, sitting on a bird swing is… Sukuna.
The Inchling looks up curiously as Reimu enters, then breaks into a wide smile as you follow her in.
“Did you… lock her in a birdcage?” You ask.
Reimu shakes her head. “She wouldn’t fit in any other room normally.”
Sukuna jogs to the opposite end of the cage away from you and opens the door, hopping out of the enclosure and onto the table.
She then runs around to your side of the table, it is rather adorable to watch seeing as how she’s maybe two to three inches tall.
She then bows deeply.
“Hello again!” She chirps.
You nod in reponse. “Hello yourself, how are you holding up?”
She smiles. “I am quite well! Reimu has seen to my care.
“I wasn’t badly injured during the fight…”
She fidgets a bit, kicking her foot against the table. “Are… are you well?”
You crouch down so you’re at eye level with the Inchling. “I’m fine I assure you, any word from the rest of your kind?”
She shakes her head. “Reimu said I should lay low for the time being, for fear of possible reprisal.”
You nod again. “Probably best for the time being. How long do you think that is going to take Reim-“
You turn to speak to her, but the door is closed, with no sign of the Miko.
Huh.
You turn back to the Inchling who is looking at you curiously.
“We’re still trying to find Seija, any ideas on that?”
She shakes her head in the negative. “Our base was the inverted castle… I do not know where she could have gotten too. I wish her found; I did not know people had been… killed.” She says, visibly distressed.
It must be weighing on her heavily, she’s young after all.
...Shockingly young actually, you are curious about the aging rate of the Inchlings.
“I brought something you might be interested in actually.” You say, trying to lift her spirits.
She looks at you curiously.
With a flush of magic through your system you feel yourself shrink.
It’s a disorienting feeling to be sure, your vision swimming as your senses catch up with the extreme change in dimensions.
You finish shrinking until you are about her size, then fly from the floor up onto the table, landing a few… inches in front of her.
She looks at you wide-eyed.
“How did… what is…” She starts, attempting to find what she wants to say.
“Shape shifter.” You say with amusement, not feeling the need to explain further.
You produce the book you’ve been holding. “I’ve gotten a book of the general history of Gensokyo, I figured you may want to take a look at it in some point. Especially if you are going to be out and about more often, thought it may make a good reference.”
You hold it out for her to take a look at, while you look at the birdcage.
At this size yeah… it’s definitely good enough to be a shelter.
Her bowl is in the center of the cage, and her needle… sword… is resting against it, glinting in the evening light.
Sukuna is flipping through the book, a look of clear interest on her face.
You walk over and pluck it out of her hands, causing her to squawk in annoyance. “Hey now, I’ve still got to read it myself. But if you are okay with it I thought I could stop by from time to time.”
A small… pun intended, smile finds its way onto her face again as she nods.
You walk past her towards the birdcage. “So tell me, how did you end up working with… for… Seija anyway?”
She moves to catch up as you walk along the table. “She… told me that those in Gensokyo had been harming my people. I suppose I should have questioned it but… I wanted to leave the castle.”
You motion for her to continue talking.
“I went with her, but I didn’t know the full extent of what she was doing… and planning. We were supposed to be helping the weak get back at those who had harmed them.” She explains.
You shake your head. “The Faeries and Goblins I can understand, but Gashadokuro?”
She shivers, probably remembering the close call. “I… knew Seija had done some recruiting, but nothing like that. I hadn’t seen them before.”
That would explain her surprise at the very least.
You move up into the cage, her following.
It’s actually got pieces of what you assume were a dollhouse at some point, an Inchling sized bed, along with other similar items.
Did Reimu have a dollhouse? From what you saw in the dream it wouldn’t surprise you.
“Not a bad place this bird cage; I basically lived in a storage closet when I first came here.” You say, looking around.
Sukuna stares at you, visibly troubled, most likely about what she was talking about earlier.
You walk back over and rustle her hair a little. “It’ll be fine; the house arrest shouldn’t last very long. And we’ll find Seija soon enough. I’ll be back around at some point in the future; I figured you could use some reading material anyway.”
She giggles and pushes the hand way.
“I will look forward to it.”
Hmm… two adorable little ones with purple hair.
- - -
You return to normal size and head out of the room.
You enter back into the living area, nobody is here, but the front door is open, revealing Reimu sitting on the porch by herself, with no sign of Suika.
You walk up and stand beside her. The sun is setting fast, painting the grounds in an orange light.
“Thanks for allowing me to see her.” You say after a moment.
The Miko shrugs. “Are you done?”
“With Sukuna yes.”
Reimu gets up with a grunt, and turns to you.
“Then scram, I’ve got to get to work on dinner.”
She then walks past you back into the building.
Ah, well… at least this time she let you in the house.
You wonder how much of it is her being grumpy, and how much of it is you being Moriya.
No point dwelling on it you suppose, you clutch the flight card and start taking a path back towards the Moriya Shrine.
- - -
You land on the grounds and head on inside, going through the main hall and into the dining room.
No sign of Suwako and Kanako, though Sanae is there reading some manga.
Their places aren’t even set, on further checking.
“Already eaten?” You ask.
Sanae looks up from her reading.
“Ah, welcome back! Only lightly, I was going to wait for you before I made anything.”
Aw, how sweet.
“And where are the goddesses?” You ask.
“I… haven’t seen either for most of the day actually, I assume they are out and about doing… goddess things.” She explains.
“They don’t really… need to eat, but do derive pleasure from it, so if you’d like I can go ahead and start making dinner.”
You think about it a moment.
“Actually, if you don’t mind, could I make some dinner? It’s been a long time since I’ve have the opportunity to cook.” You ask.
She looks at you curiously. “Alright… just let me know if you need help with anything.”
She then returns to her reading, leaving you free to head to the kitchen.
It’s been awhile indeed… a year at least since you’ve properly cooked anything.
You enter the kitchen and take stock, going over what they have.
Good meats, spices… thank you for those Kanako… along with a variety of vegetables and produce. They are certainly well stocked.
You grab some ingredients and begin cooking.
- - -
You return a good chunk of time later, two plates in your hand.
You set one at your end of the table, the other at Sanae’s.
A nice cut of beef with a bit of béarnaise, along with a side dish of greens.
The beef wasn’t suprising, the béarnaise in Kanako’s stock certainly was.
There are no complaints however as Sanae digs into it with gusto.
“I didn’t know you could cook!” Sanae says excitedly.
You shrug. “I’ve been a bachelor for hundreds of years, you pick up a thing or two.”
Your food is good enough for her to enter Zen, leaving you with the TV for company as you eat.
You’ll take it as a compliment you suppose.
- - -
Sanae dabs at her mouth a bit with a napkin. “So what did you get done today?” She asks.
You shrug your shoulders again. “Mostly stayed around the Human Village, wanted to thank the people who helped us during the incident.
“Managed to get a quick job for cash to and stop by the Hakurei shrine. Sukuna is fine by the way, didn’t seem to be having any issues, though no leads on Seija either.”
Sanae shakes her head. “Perhaps that is for the best, we still don’t know fully what she is capable of, we did take her down via an… Unusual method after all.”
You nod. “I think I could go with a few days without a pitched battle myself. Anything happen while I was gone?”
“Not in particular.” Sanae replies. “The goddesses left by mid-day, haven’t seen them since, and I haven’t really left my room all that much.”
“Fair enough, any special plans for tomorrow?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head again. “Tomorrow no, though I think I have some things to do around the shrine.
“Suwako stated she had something planned for the day after tomorrow… but she didn’t state what. She did say it would be me you and her though.” She says.
“Alright, I’m going to head to bed then myself, more sleep I get the more energy I get back.”
She smiles. “Have a good night then Ayumu.”
- - -
You head back across the temple and into your little house.
You got quite a bit accomplished today if you say so yourself.
You start to get undressed as you look at you get ready for bed, your eyes glancing on your cards as you do so.
A white gloves hand sticks out of it, making a come hither gesture.
It then holds itself out flat for you to take.
. . .
Well hello to you too Yukari.
You look at the gloved hand and sigh.
You suppose asking for a day without shenanigans would be a bit much at this point.
You’d like to get Sanae, but you doubt Yukari would let you leave your house that easily.
You pull out her phone and send her a quick text. "I fear I am being kidnapped by the gap witch, please at your earliest convenience move your ass to my domicile and rescue me."
Then, putting your shirt back on you walk over and take the gloved hand in yours.
The gap widens considerably, revealing an inky blackness…
It’s hard to describe, it’s a hole in reality itself, both there and not there, a 2d object on a 3d plane.
The hand is sticking out of it, but there is no form behind it, and large unblinking eyes are staring at you from within.
With another sigh you walk into the now larger gap, the hand pulling you through the blackness until you exit out the other side.
- - -
You enter a somewhat familiar scene, a river flowing off into the distance, though some key things are different.
Its… the palette is different, the greens are bluer, everything is just a little off, this is someplace other.
Standing on the bank watching the gentle river flow by is Yukari, a scene reminiscent of the second dream.
You wonder what this place means to her.
You fully step through the gap, it mercifully staying open behind you.
She turns slowly, her violet eyes looking at you with interest.
“So you arrive, and without prodding or delay.”
You stare at her. “I had debated running away screaming, but would it have helped?”
She smirks and shakes her head. “Not particularly.”
You give another look at the landscape around you, then back to her. “Have you come to deliver another warning and kill me? Or is this another conversation.”
She stares at you, her eyes flashing briefly for a moment.
“Have we met previously?”
You shake your head. “Before Gensokyo? No, I had seen you before when you visited my homeland, but I never spoke to you until recently. I wandered into your dream shortly after I arrived here while I slept, whereupon you told me of the oncoming ‘revolution’.
“You then told me about the mallet as well, and promptly murdered me on the spot.” You explain.
She continues staring, then her blank expression turns into a smile. “And here Ran told me you were a liar, how very interesting.
“Yes I remember, I apologize for the murder, I am afraid mimicking the Mallet such as it was, was enough to make a mimicry of its effects. For great ill, as you are of no doubt aware.” She says, the smile changing to an apologetic expression.
“I am aware yes, though it was thankfully fixed."
You slowly walk up the riverbank next to her.
“Though I am curious if you know anything about the dreams I’ve been having, nearly every night since I’ve arrived I’ve popped up in someone else’s.”
She shakes her head. “I must inform you that I do not. I have many abilities, but the manipulation of dreams or the structure of them is not my specialty.”
She moves a hand, the water changing from clear to vivid images. People, but none you recognize.
A woman with green hair, and red plaid clothing, standing in a field of sunflowers, looking off into the distance.
Another woman with short blue hair and a long sleeping cap, looking at the viewer mischievously.
And finally a woman with short blonde hair in a maids outfit, sitting at a table with an unseen figure across from her.
The images fade, to be replaced with general images of Gensokyo.
“I know those of whom it is, perhaps it may be worth looking into at some point. But that is neither here nor there.
The view changes again, to a few houses nestled in the mountains.
… Come on already.
“Tell me, you are Ayumu Shinjo, are you not?”
You give her a careful look. “I would ask but…” And sigh. “But I have a feeling I know how already. Yes, I am, what of it?”
She smiles. “Just curious, my apologies. I knew your clan, and I knew what happened to them.”
Curious.... I'm sure you are.
“It was a long time ago, and quite literally in another world. It’s something I tend to avoid talking about, centuries are a long time. For what purpose have you summoned me?” You ask, more bluntly than you’d like.
She looks back over the water. “As I said, I knew your people, and I had thought them all wiped out. Imagine my surprise when one turned up on my doorstep. And on top of that I have been told you were quite influential in the resolution of this incident, I had wished to meet you and thank you.”
You quirk an eyebrow. “And so you have, is there anything you need from me?”
She smiles again, with this time with a touch of emotion behind it… sadness.
“No… I suppose not.”
There’s a yelp from behind you, and you both turn to look as Sanae stumbles out of the gap.
“Oh? An uninvited guest?” Yukari asks, producing a paper fan from her sleeve and flapping it open.
“I invited her actually.” You say. “I figured if I was going to get kidnapped and murdered I would at least have someone to avenge me.”
Yukari gives you a sideways glance and smirks.
Sanae recovers and slowly walks over, casting careful glances at Yukari as she takes up position besides you.
“Welcome to the kidnapping.” You say sarcastically.
“Are you alright?” Sanae asks, looking you over.
You nod. “She hasn’t tried to murder me yet.”
Yukari giggles and snaps the fan shut.
“Now, before I was interrupted.” She says, staring at Sanae, who grips her Gohei at little tighter.
“Seija is still at large, and I will be seeking her out, any assistance the Moriya could give in this would be appreciated. But she doesn’t have anywhere to hide, nor does she have any allies left.” She explains.
“In addition due to your circumstance…” She says, looking carefully at Sanae. “And your assistance, I was wondering if there was anything you would ask of me?”
You blink. “Are… you offering a boon?”
Yukari smirks. “Of a sort.”
You look over to Sanae, who is shaking her head from side to side, wide eyed.
“What would you have in mind?” You ask, turning back.
“This is my realm, and you have done far more for it than was expected of you, that and I feel… responsible in some ways for your circumstances. I think you’d find there is very little I can’t do, within reason.” She says, a serious expression returning to her face.
Sanae is now elbowing you in the ribs repeatedly.
“I appreciate that, but I’ll need to think about it.” You say after a moment.
You hear a sigh of relief besides you.
Yukari shrugs. “Consider the offer open, I’ll know if you wish to speak to me again.”
You pause for a moment. "I do have a question actually.”
Yukari opens the fan again, the smile returning. “Oh?~”
“I’ve wound up with several spell cards belonging to other residents of Gensokyo. Including yours. It happens randomly when I enter the dream of another. I’d wake up with a copy of one of their spellcards near me." You explain.
“I was hoping you would know something about it.”
She blinks rapidly, and then reaches a hand outwards, a gap opens and the limb passes through it.
She feels around for a moment before producing a stack of spellcards out of it. Yours.
She flips through them, before stopping.
“… So you did. Does anyone besides me know?”
You nod. “The Moriya, and I asked Satori about it. Nobody I’ve asked so far knows anything.”
She stares at the card a moment longer, tilting and turning it in the light.
“I had a hand in the creation of the spellcard system… they shouldn’t be able to be recreated that way, most interesting… There is one I know of... there is a witch who has made bastardized versions, but nowhere near the originals in terms of power.
“Tell me, how versed are you in dream magics?”
You shake your head. “Little to none, I can enter them and can control them to a limited extent. But I barely knew what spellcards even were when I got my first. Little brat of a vampire, about yay tall.” You say, holding a hand at about waist level. “Has ego on par with a goddess I know.”
Elbow in the ribs again.
“Fascinating… If I were to guess it would be a mixing of the magical energies causing an overflow that bleeds into the nearest storage of such energy. In this case a spellcard but that would imply others have spellcards based off of yours as well.”
You glance at Sanae, who shakes her head. “I… do not have any spellcards of yours, nor have the goddesses mentioned such things.”
“Truly?” Yukari says. “Fascinating. I’ll look into it.”
She then smirks at Sanae. “Perhaps him being a male has something to do with it… how very rare that the interesting beings here are of his persuasion. And spellcards are based on emotions as well after all~”
You snort. “While I am a prime example of male virility, I somehow doubt that has something to do with it.
“Please let me know if you find out anything.”
Yukari nods, then gestures behind you.
“As I said, I will look into it, but for now I return you to your Temple. Please do keep my offer in mind however~”
- - -
You step back through the gap, Sanae following close behind.
It closes behind you both abruptly, causing Sanae to yelp as it drags her foot upwards, sending her tumbling forward. You catch her by the arm before she goes straight into your wall.
“Woah there, too late in the evening for brain damage.”
She steadies herself, before breathing in deeply.
“I… do not enjoy dealing with Yukari.” She says, straightening herself back up fully.
“I could tell, my ribs are still sore. Bad experience with her in the past?”
She nods. “She wasn’t… on very good terms with the Moriya when we first came here. I do not trust her.”
You quirk an eyebrow.
“I don’t exactly either if it makes you feel better. Her servant has been stalking me for quite some time apparently.”
Her eyes widen. “Ran has? How much does she know?”
“More than I’d like her to, lets just leave it at that. I don’t think we are going to have anymore surprises tonight, why don’t you head to bed yourself. At least we know the phones worked out in the end.”
She smiles at that. “Yes… that is good to know, though I do not think I would have been a great help against… her.”
You reach out and ruffle her hair a little. “Aw, don’t be that way, your job was to beat her over the head as she murdered me.
“It was a foolproof strategy!”
She mock glares and moves the hands away.
“Get some sleep Ayumu, and don’t get kidnapped again.” She says with a smile on her face.
“Certainly on the first, no promises on the second!” You say as she exits your little house.
- - -
You start getting undressed again with a sigh.
How is it that you are repeatedly reminded of an event you hadn’t though about for near a century. Multiple times over and over since you came here.
People are just too damn nosy here…
You suppose you can’t really blame them, but at the same time the past is the past…
The things that are forgotten should stay forgotten, you know that better than most.
Chapter 37: Back Underground
Chapter Text
You reach towards the stack, now lying haphazardly next to your bed.
You pull out the top card, and focus on it, pumping your magical energy through your hand. You grunt as it pours into the card… you don’t think you’ll ever get used to the sensation.
Then, the stream cuts off as the card glows, blinding you for a moment before the effect fades.
And now instead of a blank card…
‘Fox Sign – The Forgotten Beast’
It’s a silhouette of a fox in a gold outline, it has an… lenticular effect, depending on how you view it… It’s changes between a silhouette of a fox, and a man.
You wonder what this one does…
- - -
You put it with your burgeoning collection and turn in for the night.
Sleep as usual since you’ve come here arrives quickly, and before you realize it you are blinking as the morning sunlight hits your face.
You get up with a yawn, another pretty fall day, just a bit of time left before winter comes in earnest…
Do they do Christmas here?
… You don’t know their birthdays either come to think of it. If the goddesses even have those.
Founding day?
Perhaps Ego establishment extravaganza?
You chuckle and grab your clothes, heading into the shower.
- - -
You walk through the main hall and into the dining area.
“Morning you three.”
The goddesses apparently came back during the night.
Kanako is in her more casual wear, while Suwako…
Is this the first time you’ve seen her in different clothes?
The small goddess has traded her usual outfit for… pajama bottoms and a sweater.
If it wasn’t for the hat on her head you’d think her a young human blonde girl.
She has the better half of a waffle sticking out of her mouth, while Kanako has a rather sizable plate of bacon.
Suwako waves at you cheerily, returning to her food.
Kanako does her customary goddess n-
“Good morning Ayumu, was your sleep well?” Kanako says, looking at you with a small smile on her face.
You stare at her. “Yes… it was a good night of rest… I take it Sanae told you what happened?”
Her smile shrinks a bit. “Yes, it was unfortunate neither me or Suwako were there to ensure your safety.
“However I am quite glad that everything ended well. Yukari can be a difficult person to get along with.” She says, before returning to her food.
… Is this the same woman who a week back was nearly about to accuse you of the incident?
You stare at her a moment longer, before sitting down at the table across from Sanae, getting a plate yourself.
... Shenanigans.
Sanae is in food mode, as to be expected. At this point you aren't sure how much of that is the girl liking to eat in piece, vs a defense mechanism.
“So ‘Yumu.” Suwako says, finishing off the waffle she was in the process of eating. "Ya sure you okay after last night?” She asks.
You nod. “She didn’t try to kill me, so I consider it an improvement. Not sure what I think of being… invited like that. But still, ended well I suppose.”
She nods, grabbing another waffle. “So what is your plan for today?”
That… is a good question.
- - -
You think about it for a moment. “I… think I’m going to the underground today. See if I can look into some things, I still want to see about improving relations.”
Suwako gives you an appraising look. “Are ya certain that’s wise? Given the state you’re in an' all.”
You shrug your shoulders. “I’ll be talking… mostly… hopefully. With any luck. Not that I’ve have any. It’s not like I’m worse off than I was when I first went down there.”
Suwako nods. “I’d come with ya but I’ll be busy today, Beanpole will be too. And Sanae has chores ‘round the shrine, but if she feels like she could join up later I suppose.” Suwako says, before returning to her meal.
“What are you so busy with anyway?” You ask them both.
Kanako speaks up. “I am still looking into the restoration of some of our roadside shrines. While Suwako is working today and tomorrow at the Tengu village. That is where you and Sanae will be going tomorrow.”
You nod. “I was actually meaning to get to that actually. I was out and about yesterday thanking people for their involvement. Got ahold of most of them, along with Wakasagi and Kagerou… only missing Alice, Eirin, and Remilia. Thought about tracking down Aya, but perhaps a letter will suffice…”
You poke at your food a bit. “Do we need to do something more formal for Eirin and Remilia?”
Suwako shakes her head. “Nah, most of ‘em don’t expect such things to begin with.
“We paid Eirin, and Remilia would get too much enjoyment out of it. Kaguya may be worth looking into though… her an Alice."
You nod, but think on it further as you eat.
Remilia is basically a tiny, slightly more aggressive Kanako. So while she may not accept thanks, praise is always welcome.
Though you wonder how welcome guests are at that mansion of hers.
As for Eientei, Kaguya was an interesting enough person, legend aside. Would be worth visiting her again. Alice should be just a matter of stopping by the forest again as well.
But today… the Underground.
Gods help you.
- - -
You all head your separate ways after breakfast.
You grab some stationery and pen a quick letter to Aya, thanking her for her assistance on this matter and welcoming her to visit you for tea at some time.
Aya did turn out useful all things considered, though you are curious what she ended up writing about you.
You haven’t seen her paper in the temple since Kanako was reading it that morning.
Kanako didn’t seem to be the biggest fan so that isn’t really a surprise, and neither was Sanae.
((Madam Aya,
I thank you for your efforts that helped lead to the resolution of the Incident.
Due to the depth of your ability, the perpetrators were found with much more haste than could be previously expected, or counted upon.
However as I am unable at this present time to contact you, I do hope a letter would suffice as a form to give my gratitude.
You are welcome of course to visit at any time, for tea or other pleasantries.
Thank you,
Ayumu.))
You fold up the letter and walk through the Moriya’s hallway until you come to Suwako’s door.
You knock on it, and after a moment....
“Come in!” Suwako’s voice says through the door.
You open the door into Suwako’s room.
The familiar scent of plants hits you as you walk inside. The goddess is caring for some form of shrub set in a wall mounted pot. She’s traded in her more casual clothes for her goddess outfit already.
“Bringing stock to the Tengu village?” You ask.
She shakes her head, still focused on the plant.
“Just makin’ sure this thing is growing as it should. I’m a goddess of the earth, doesn’t mean some of these can’t be cranky at times.” She explains.
“What kind of plant is that anyway?”
She carefully snips off a leaf, holding it up to the morning light coming through her window. “Pieris.”
“Isn’t that toxic to humans?” You ask.
She nods. “Fairly toxic, mostly in those with weak systems, otherwise it’s just agonizing. I’ve modified this one, should hurt like a son of a gun and paralyze you for awhile, but not kill ya.” She says, giggling.
“…Why?”
“Cause we’re hunting somebody, and if I can’t keep ‘er down with spellcards it doesn’t hurt to have a backup option.” She says simply, tucking the leaf into her sleeve.
She then turns to look at you with a grin. “So what can I do for ya.”
You hold up the letter. “I was hoping you could deliver this to Aya if you see her. I’ve been meaning to thank her as well, but I have no idea when or how I’d get ahold of her.”
She plucks it out of your fingers. “Aint you a bit old for love letters?” She says teasingly.
You shrug. “You are never too old for romance, but she’s a bit too flighty for my tastes. And besides… a gossip rag? Really? I have standards.”
The goddess sticks out her tongue and puts the envelope in her other sleeve.
“Good luck to ya, it can be hell down there.” She says with a smirk.
“Aha… clever. But no, it should be fine; beyond the odd rowdy drunk I don’t see any real problems.”
Suwako gives you a look filled with mirth. “You are gonna get the crap beaten out of ya.”
You nod. “I’ve accepted this, but choose to continue with optimism on the off chance that doesn’t happen. If I don’t make it don’t let Kanako have my spellcards.”
She nods, a serious expression on her face.
“Consider it an oath. I’ve been eyeing Scarlet Shoot anyway.”
You tilt your head. “Aren’t goddesses supposed to be above stealing? That’s Remilia’s after all.”
She closes her eyes and rubs her chin. “That is a very good point…”
She then smiles again. “And as I goddess I have decided I do not care. ’Sides, it’ll make my next match versus Kanako interesting.”
You sigh. “Now I’m gonna have to make sure I live, if for Sanae’s free time if nothing else. Poor girl has to fix everything around here.”
She mock glares. “Oi, careful now. I keep the garden in shape, and Kanako keeps the buildings.”
You quirk an eyebrow. “Half the fence was broken and there were holes in the roof.”
She giggles again. “The fence is the fence… and the building was still there wasn’t it?”
You suppose compared to Osaka anything could be considered an improvement.
“I suppose by those standards then yes. Still, wouldn’t want to leave Sanae to do it alone, I’ll probably be back this evening, any advice?”
She shakes her head. “I’m afraid not… I never really handled the Underground, that was more Kanako’s forte." She explains.
“I’ve only been a couple of times. I’d suggest talkin’ to her, but I think Beanpole’s already left.” She says.
“Ah well, suppose I’ll have to do it the old fashioned way.” You say, turning towards the door. "I’ll see you tonight.”
“Best of luck to you!” Suwako chirps.
- - -
A quick hop across the hallway confirms that Kanako has indeed already left.
You suppose you could raid her room for alcohol to bribe the Oni with. But for some reason you doubt the goddess would appreciate that very much.
Then again, after this morning she may have been replaced by someone who merely LOOKS like Kanako. You aren’t sure which one you prefer, being friendly is nice, though it’s rather suspicious.
She more than likely is just trying to seem friendly so you’ll keep their offer in your thoughts.
After talking to Akyuu you’re probably gonna accept it either way, it’s just a question of when.
Though if it makes her act like that, may be worth putting it off for a little while for giggles.
- - -
Right… dressed nice, or well, illusioned nice.
Got all of the spellcards in your pocket, barring Yukari’s and Yuyuko’s… maybe you should just bury those.
And you have your phone in your pocket for emergency Miko support.
Feeling as confidant as you believe you can be in this situation, you step out the front door and finger your flight card.
Sanae is already at work, though something far more tame than usual. She’s merely sweeping the grounds, as opposed to say constructing a building.
She waves at you as you pass, but doesn’t strike up a conversation.
You return the wave, then pump magic into the card, taking off into the air.
You fly down the mountain, past the waterfall and the lake.
The Kappa are out and about this morning, fiddling with some device in the lake. Though what it is exactly you couldn’t even begin to guess.
It looks like a Chi-ha tank mixed with a sixties chevy.
... Painted hot pink.
You fly past them, and come to the rocky crag that surrounds the entrance to the underground.
Nobody is here at the moment. The heat wafting up from the hole feels pleasant in this colder weather.
On another look there are actually other people around, just not near the entrance.
Past the rocks a good four dozen feet or so is a small building, with several Tengu and Kappa milling about it.
You walk around the hold and towards the small building, curious.
Its a squat, but a modern design, made up of wood paneling and stone.
A thick steam is rising from behind the building, and in the front is a large sign.
‘Moriya Hot Springs’
… We have a hot spring?
You’ll need to keep that in mind for later.
You turn back around and head back towards the entrance to the underground, then without further ado you jump into it, your flight card slowing you down.
Various Youkai are flying about, and some are sitting outside homes dug into the rock, much like the last time you were here.
Happily however you remain unmolested as you go through the entrance and out the other side, coming into the large cavern once again.
You make it the rest of the way down and land a couple dozen yards or so from the bridge.
Various Youkai are out and about here as well, a couple Oni drinking by the river though you don't see Yuugi or Suika among them. While on the opposite bank there appears to be a group of Jorugumo.
All young girls and women, upper half female and lower half spiders of various types, all chatting amicably. In the center of all of them is a woman with blond hair, nearly the same shade as Parsee's. She is in human form however.
On the bridge as usual is Parsee, looking over the water.
You approach carefully; you wonder whether you will get grumpy or cheerful Parsee this time.
You step onto the wooden bridge and begin to move across.
“Good morning Parsee.” You say as you approach.
The blonde lifts up her head and turns to look at you, a smile on her face.
“Good morning!” She says cheerily.
Ah, happy Parsee, you can deal with happy Parsee.
“Good morning Parsee, is everything well?” You ask.
She nods. “I am well, are you going to the city?”
“Yes, hoping to get the grand tour.”
She giggles. “I’m afraid we do not have a tour service, but you are of course welcome."
“I appreciate it; I’ll see you around Parsee.”
She smiles and then returns back to gazing over the water, her foot tapping on the wood behind her.
You walk past her and across the bridge, no mumbling behind your back this time either.
Maybe she just has something against Kanako or Sanae?
It’s not a very long walk before you are in front of the ancient city, between this, the Human Village, and the Tengu Village, it’s a tight race as for which is most populated.
Chapter 38: Exploring the Underground
Chapter Text
The town is quite large, and unless you got lucky with the same bar twice you doubt you could find Yuugi if you went searching for her.
… And wandering aimlessly is only inviting trouble.
You look past the town, towards the palace overlooking it. May as well start with Satori, at the very least she was friendly enough.
Without further ado you start walking into the city, passing through the gates and into the area where you ran into the brawl. Thankfully it’s peaceful this morning as well.
Still rowdy drunks of course, but with Devils, Demons, and Oni such things are expected.
You never much got along with Oni to be honest, the two you’ve actually had conversation with have been friendly enough. But with beings that value honesty so greatly…
Let’s just say there tends to be a conflict of interest.
You make your way through the crowd and into the market; it’s amusing how similar it is to the one in the Human Village. Mostly Devils selling, and at that mostly food… But there are a few adventurous Kappa here as well.
Compared to up above they actually have customers at the stall, though most beings down here could probably handle a rogue sprinkler intent on the destruction of all mortal life.
You make your way through it and out the other side of the market, you have still got a ways to go until you are outside the village.
- - -
You were mostly focused on Kanako and Sanae when you were last heading this way so you didn’t really pay attention, that and most people were busy cleaning up the mess.
This part of town is apparently the red light district…
...Okay, so far the entire town could qualify as that, but here it’s in full force.
Bar after bar, with creatures of all sorts hanging around and in them.
There are also quite a few women, and an appreciable amount of gentleman selling the oldest profession as well.
It’s a lively place to be sure, but you keep to yourself as you continue making your way out of the vil-
“Oi! Ayumu!” A cheerful voice hollers from your left.
A bit startled, you slowly turn and look towards the voice.
Sitting on a stool outside a bar by herself is… Suika.
She’s waving her gourd in the air, beckoning you over.
You walk across the road to stand in front of the little Oni.
“Morning Suika, how are you today?”
She takes a swig. “Jus’ fine! Fine fine fine… Waitin’ on a friend of mine to show up.” She explains, punctuating her sentence with a giggle.
“Yuugi?” You ask.
She shakes her head, the ornaments on her horns swinging around as she does so.
“Naw… not Yuugi, another old drinkin’ partner. What’r you doin’ down here?” She asks, producing a sake dish.
You shrug your shoulders. “Heading to the Earth Palace, hoping to speak to Satori.”
She looks at you curiously, before breaking out into another fit of giggles. “Satori the satori, too ‘fraid to leave ‘er house! I like ‘er, but Ooe be damned does she keep to ‘erself.” She says as she finishes filling up the sake dish.
She offers it to you but you shake your head. You like the drink, but not when you are on a diplomatic endeavor. She sticks out her tongue and drinks it herself, a happy sigh escaping as she downs it.
“Any particular reason she does so?" You ask. "She seemed fairly important if the size of her house is anything to go by, but I know some people are uncomfortable around mind readers.”
She wipes off the side of her mouth and nods. “That’d be the reason. I don’t have anything against her. Makes ‘er rather honest and I appreciate that… Still, she keeps to herself."
You take the seat next to her.
“It’s unfortunate… come to think of it I don’t know of any Satori on the outside… though to be fair such a being may go crazy in Tokyo. I suppose they may not be welcome in very many places... then again I could say the same thing about me..."
A thought occurs as you think about your previous housing situations.
“How long you been shacking up with Reimu?”
The Oni breaks into another fit of giggles. "You think I live there?”
You shrug your shoulders. “It’s about the only place I’ve seen you before now.”
She shakes her head. “I bounce between Youkai Mountain and Heaven. Reimu’s fun to mess with, but I don’t live there.” She explains.
“The Mountain? I haven’t seen you around then… and Heaven?”
She nods. “Yep! Though I’m usually only back home at night, got another place in Heaven too.... Earned it after a couple good scraps with the Celestials.”
You stare at the Oni, who seems determined to drown in Sake.
“Ah… then maybe I should visit sometime. Right now I’m working… but I’ve yet to take you up on that drinking offer.”
She smirks. “You’re welcome to stop by if ya think you can handle it.”
You smirk back. “I assure you I can hold my own, besides, it’s always good to know my neighbors.”
She shakes the gourd a little then turns back to the bar. “Seeya ‘roun then, I live not too far off from Hina’s place.”
You nod and start to get up, before pausing. “I’ve… met the goddess but I don’t actually know where that is.”
She chuckles. “Well ya better find it then!”
… A good reason to explore the mountain you suppose. You only just discovered the fact that the Moriya apparently own a hot spring.
A house or two existing that you haven’t noticed wouldn’t surprise you.
You bid a final farewell towards the Oni and start to back out of the bar again, nearly running into a young woman as you do so.
She’s roughly your height, wearing traditional clothing. Long white hair runs from her head down to her feet, and pair of twin red horns stick out of her forehead.
Two red eyes look at you in annoyance, before she brushes past you, taking the seat next to Suika and throwing a friendly arm around the smaller Oni’s shoulders.
Her drinking partner you presume.
- - -
You head the rest of the way out of the village and towards the large set of stairs that snake a path up towards the palace. You climb them quickly, until you are in front of the large palace once again.
Still as opulent as ever as you slowly push open one of the two main doors and enter into the palace itself. The place is empty as before, just a long hallway stretching off into the distance.
With any luck Satori is in her office. Otherwise you are going to be here for… awhile.
Hand in your pockets you start walking down the hallway, passing door after door.
It’s about a minute’s walk this time, you can go at a faster pace since you know where her office is compared to last time. And after a short time you find yourself standing in front of the set of doors with the heart decoration.
You straighten up your suit one more time, and then reach up to knock on the door gently.
You hear shuffling inside, before Satori’s voice speaks up.
“Enter.”
You open the door slowly, revealing the office once again. The fireplace is burning, releasing a pleasant scent into the air as the door opens the rest of the way.
Satori is sitting on an armchair near it, reading a book.
She looks at your arrival with an expression of surprise, you suppose you did show up unannounced.
“Yes…” She says, closing the book slowly. “You did, however I do not mind. How can I help you?” She asks, gesturing to an armchair cross from her.
You smile and accept the seat.
“Do you want me to say it? Or do you want me to think it at you.”
She shakes her head. “I much prefer regular conversation, unless you wish to tell me something that cannot be expressed in words alone. While I admit the… speed of such means of communication, it lacks a personal touch.” She explains.
“Alright… well first thing would be my gratitude. The mallet issue was resolved thankfully, and my dreams have been murder free lately. I’m still having them however, still don’t have any real leads on that one unfortunately.”
She nods her head. “You are welcome…
“I have heard rumor that the incident is over… though in the palace the veracity of such things is always in question.”
You nod. “Yes… it ended a few days back rather cleanly, the culprit got away however.”
She shrugs her shoulders, she then hops off the chair, depositing the book on it.
She then makes her way over to the desk, opening a drawer and digging through it, before producing two… tea bags?
“Kamairicha.” She says simply, putting them aside as she starts preparing some cups.
“Appreciate it… though I have to question as I assume nothing grows down here.”
She nods, her back to you. “You would be correct, however there was… and still is trade with the surface.
“Especially after attention was brought to Old Hell a while back. That is why you are here… is it not?”
She finishes, turning around with two steaming cups.
“The past incident?” She specifies.
She places one on the armrest of your chair, and moves to sit on hers.
You accept it. “Yes… it is actually. Do you mind?”
She shrugs her shoulders again, taking a sip of her tea and leaning back in the seat.
“The Subterranean Animism Incident lead to two of my dearest pets being hurt, and the issue is entirely the fault of the Moriya. I had no qualms with you and Sanae visiting, as you were unaware and Sanae was not responsible. But do not think me unbothered by it.” She says, taking another small sip.
You take a drink yourself, it’s a fine brew.
“Thank you.” She says with a small smile.
You place it to the side and lean forward a bit.
“I understand, and I was not suggesting you shouldn’t be. But if I were to tell you the Moriya wish to apologize, and make amends?”
She looks at you curiously. “I do not know what amends they could make, and isn’t it a bit late for an apology?”
You shake your head. “I’m still figuring out the first one to be perfectly honest, I had planned to speak to Yuugi about it at some point.
“Believe me… I know how unpopular they can be… As for the second, perhaps… but trust me. I’ve lived with Kanako for some time now. She is a… difficult person, but she seems to feel genuine remorse, she just isn’t sure how to begin making amends it seems… or believe she has an in do to so." You explain.
She tilts her head at your statement. “You misunderstand, if Kanako and the Moriya wish to apologize for their actions I have nothing against it. But if they wish to make amends towards the Earth Palace I fail to see what they would have to offer.” She says.
You shake your head again. “I’ll worry about that, but if I could get Kanako to apologize, you would hear her out?”
She nods, and finishes off the tea.
“I would hear her out of course, and judge her intentions. I am a rather difficult person to lie to.”
You smirk. “I can imagine. Though I am curious, you said two pets?
“Have I met them?” You ask curiously.
She smiles softly. “You’ve met Rin, as for Okuu, no I’m afraid you have no-“
The door at the side of the room slams open, causing a nearby cabinet to shake from the impact against the wall.
In hops an… oddly dressed Hell Raven.
She has deep red… almost black hair, matched by a large pair of wings behind her back.
She’s wearing a white and green dress, with a large eye motif in the center, and her red eyes look at Satori in happiness, a cape fluttering behind her.
“You called Lady Satori!?” She asks excitedly.
Satori sighs and rubs her head, setting the cup aside.
“Utusho… what did I tell you about knocking?”
The newcomer pauses, thinking about it, a confused expression on her features. “Always do it?”
Satori nods against her hand. “Yes… always do it.”
“But you called for me…” The raven says sadly, her wings folding up behind her back.
“No… you were waiting outside the door for my guest to leave so I could pet you… am I wrong?”
Utsuho kicks her foot against the ground, looking every bit like a chastised child.
“That’s because she is one.” Satori says plainly, reading your thoughts. "She’s barely a teenager… with all that entails.”
Satori opens her arms wide. “Well come on.”
Utsuho makes a happy noise and dives for Satori, changing into a bird in midair and landing on her lap.
She trills happily as Satori runs a hand through her feathers.
“Popular with animals?” You ask with a smile on your face.
She smiles as well, looking down at her pet.
“Being a mind reader does have a few benefits I must admit. But back to our previous conversation."
“If she wishes audience I would grant it. However please do keep in mind I am not the leader of the Underground, it is lead by council. And that is a council that while I am technically on… I have next to no sway within it. Few trust a mind reader, less one who lives away from the village.”
You nod, mulling it over. “Well… I’ll talk to Kanako, either way amends must be made in the long run.”
“Any advice on who to seek out in the village?” You ask.
She pauses in her petting a moment to think, causing the bird to lightly peck against her hand a little until she continues.
“Yuugi is leader of the Oni down here… they have their own smaller village not far from the main city. Technically Suika holds some sway as well, though from what I understand she spends little time with politics. So due to that Yuugi rules jointly with Torakuma, another powerful Oni.
"The Demon and Devil’s are as well… though I could not tell you by who, they have made politics an art. So their leader changes seemingly by the week. However please do keep in mind all of my information is second hand… I do not leave my palace unless given no other choice.”
You think about what she said and nod. “That’s already plenty… I appreciate it.”
“Is there anything else?” She asks.
You shake your head. “Not that I am aware of, unless you have something for me?” You flash memories of you taking fox form in her a week back.
Her hand twitches a little but she shakes her head, looking at the bird in her lap.
“Thank you but no, I am quite satisfied.”
You shrug your shoulders and get out of the chair, making your way out of the office.
There’s a host of animals outside the door, some in human form, some in beast.
There’s Rin that you recognize, along with several other cats, dogs, even the odd stray rabbit... and... a horse?
You make your way through them as they look at you suspiciously, but once you make free they move into the office, closing the door behind them.
You hear a distinctive thump sound, which you assume to be her chair toppling over.
… Really likes animals indeed.
Chapter 39: Streets of Former Hell
Chapter Text
Well… you still need to see what exactly is in the village, much like you did the Tengu.
Come to think of it you haven’t really seen all of the Kappa village either.... should probably get to that at some point, you owe Sanae some games anyway.
An added benefit is you might run into Yuugi along the way…
It’s going to be a lot of work, but it wouldn’t exactly be the first time you’ve had to do something like this either.
With that in mind you start making your way down the steps and into the village.
- - -
You pass through the gates and are back in the city itself, the scent of sulfur mixing oddly with the scent of alcohol and cooking food.
The path forms a crossroads cutting to the east and west, along with a path going back towards the center of the village.
The shops continue in both directions, so you carefully make your way back into the center of town, along the way you pass by the bar Suika was at earlier. But there is no sign of the Oni, or her drinking partner.
You eventually make your way into the center of town, the market still in full swing.
The square itself is cut in half by a black river winding through it that splits the village going east to west. Several ornate stone bridges run across it.
The marketplace itself is easily twice the size of the one in the Human Village, though you suppose the residents have the advantage of time on their hands.
To the west it appears to be mostly housing, while south it’s the same bars you saw previously.
To the east are houses as well, though these are all quite a bit larger than those you have seen so far. Stone in construction like the rest, but there is a mix of marble as well.
A decent chunk of them are walled, and their central buildings rise several stories high, almost mimicking Edo of old.
You don’t see any reason to explore the residential district, so…
East then.
The path out of the square leading into it is well carved stone, and above it is the uppercity.
Large balconies and walkways make up the upper stories of the buildings around here, and they are all connected via bridges and pathways.
People are milling around up there as well, it’s quite intricate.
You start heading down the road to the east, following the river.
The market is quickly left behind you as you enter what you would tentatively call the high class section of town.
Between the compounds are shops and other forms of establishment, all luxury.
Jewelery, finery, and other more exotic goods are looked over by the wealthy and the noble.
A good chunk of it seems to be imported from up above, as you swear you saw some of those ceramics at a local shop in the Human Village.
The markup is ludicrous however. Easily over three hundred percent for most goods, however none of the merchants seem to be particularly hurting.
A few Youkai give you a curious glance as you move past, but you more that is more for your clothing than anything else.
Nearly everyone here is dressed in old fashioned clothing, the kind you yourself haven’t worn for… decades if not over a century.
Some shops are several stories high as well, something you haven’t really seen in the Human Village.
… The Tengu village does, but when you build your village like damned tree houses it doesn't really count.
It’s every bit the upperclass district, and for that reason alone it's rather boring to be honest.
The compounds seem to be clan compounds for the most part, you were hoping that one of them would be diplomatic in nature. For the purpose of starting to work with this Council Satori mentioned, but no such luck today it would seem.
After more than a decent amount of walking you end up at the edge of the village this time, though on the east side.
Unlike the Human Village it's unwalled around the outsides, though you have a feeling that is more to do with the pointlessness of the gesture than the cost or difficulty.
The river goes off into the distance, weaving around rock formations until it is too far to see.
Another minute of gazing and you turn back to return from whence you came.
- - -
You arrive back in the center of the town and cut south, maybe you could ask that barman about the Council… and Yuugi while you are at it.
You make your way through the crowds until you come across the bar again.
It’s a bit more raucous since the last time you were here, a group of Oni are in the corner shouting as two of them are locked into an arm wrestling match.
There’s a mob of goblins sitting at a table across from them, drinking happily and swapping stories, they are covered in soot form head to toe, mining equipment leaning against their chairs.
The bar itself is nearly full, with Faeries and Kasha taking up most of the seats, and at the far edge of it is a group of spider Youkai in human form.
The barman is the same as before, though this time he appears to have a helper moving drinks to the tables.
You cut a path through the bar and take a seat at the counter.
It takes a few minutes, but the barman eventually makes his way over to you.
At first, he doesn’t seem to recognize you, then an expression of surprise comes over his face.
“Oh, you survived?” The Oni asks in a gruff voice.
Ah… he never saw you come back down.
“I survived indeed, why do you ask?”
The barman shrugs. “Yuugi was in a bad mood, a rarity for her. It’s why I closed down the top floor for her use. When you didn’t come back I figured she killed ya.”
You shake your head. “Despite repeated attempts to do so I assure you I am quite alive, though I do have a few questions if you don’t mind.”
The Oni snorts. “I run a bar, if you want something order a drink first.”
You look past him at his selection. Quite well stocked, though that’s expected for an Oni.
You pick a shot of sake that he quickly prepares and serves to you.
You raise the drink and down it.
Not particularly smooth by any stretch of the imagination, but you picked something cheap. He leans over the counter after directing his help to refill some drinks for the Faeries.
“Waddya want to know?” He asks.
You set the glass back down. “You seen Yuugi around?”
He shakes his head. “Last I heard she headed back to our village, some meeting or another.”
“And where would this village be?”
He looks at you oddly. “We aren’t much for outsiders. No offence but our affairs are our own."
You just smile at him, putting a bit of charm in your words.
“That may be, but I’ll need to be headed there at some point. Could you please tell me where it is?”
He blinks slowly, then shivers like a cold wind blasted him.
“Yeah. It’s a couple miles out, to the west. It’s based near the river.” He explains.
… Bit too much magic in that one.
You smile wider nonetheless. “Thank you, do you keep an ear on local politics perchance?”
He shakes his head. “I keep my nose outta that stuff, few regulars talk about it from time to time, but it aint none of my business.”
You nod. “Thank you, any of those patrons in this morning?”
He looks around the bar for a moment, then shakes his head in the negative.
“Nah, most of those kinds of people show up in the evening after their work.” He says.
“Thanks… I may stop by later then.” You say, slowly pushing yourself away from the bar.
He shrugs his shoulders and starts cleaning a glass.
You take another glance around the bar before stepping back outside, not seeing anyone of interest.
Right, so entire town of Oni that seem to keep to themselves, and still nothing on the other council leaders.
Interesting ideas about trade and supplies, but nothing else beyond that.
You wonder if the Moriya have… had a shrine down here.
You haven’t seen any evidence as of such, but this town is massive.
So… what should you be doing ne-
Your phone starts to vibrate in your pocket, and you grab and flip it open.
It’s a text message from…
Well there’s only one person in your phone.
‘I’ve finished up with the chores and am at the center of town. :D ’ – Sanae
… You suppose the smiley face was necessary.
You flip the phone shut and stick it back into your pocket.
- - -
You make your way back towards the center of town, it's somehow busier now than it was earlier.
More merchants are out, and there is a musical troupe playing in the center of the square.
A small crowd has formed around the show, including a certain Green Miko.
You start to head over before you pause mid-step, a grin coming across your features.
…
“Sanae, what precisely are you doing?” Kanako's voice barks from behind the shrine maiden, causing her to jump in surprise.
A few in the crowd turn to look in curiosity, staring up at you.
Sanae stutters. “Ka… Lady Kanako, I was in the process of searching for Ayumu! I thought you were busy with… duties today!”
You shake your head. “I finished and came back to look after my ward, and it didn’t seem to me like you were looking for him.”
Sanae shakes her head rapidly at a loss for words.
“Come.” You say simply, moving away from the crowd at a quick pace, the shrine maiden following along quickly.
You come to a stop at a more quiet area of the market and turn back towards her.
“Now… explain why you chose t-"
Sanae ducks down, covering her head.
“I’m sorry Lady Kanako! Please don't tie me to the top of the shrine again!”
… What.
You stare down at the Miko.
The illusion drops immediately and your return to your normal form.
“Kanako… did what?”
She’s still crouched over, but she’s stopped her trembling.
You look at her curiously, then you hear a faint snickering sound.
Oh dammit not twice.
Sanae stands back up, a grin across her features as she giggles.
You quirk an eyebrow. “How’d you figure that one out?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “I’m their shrine maiden, I couldn’t sense anything divine about you, it radiates from them in waves.”
Her grin widens. “That and Kanako does not have ‘wards’. Lady Kanako has servants and staff.”
“And which would I be?” You ask.
She twirls her Gohei around her fingers, you didn’t notice she had brought it with her.
“More of the family pet really.”
You gain a grin matching her own.
“Oh? I’m part of the family now? Do I get taken to a vet? Perhaps set up playdates with other pets?”
She taps her chin thoughtfully. “Well… it would save me the magic I normally use to fix you up… I don’t know of any vets in the Human Village however.”
You shake your head. “I’m sure we could find one, I could just lounge around the shrine all day, just being adorable.
“You seem to have all the work around the shrine well handled by yourself, you wouldn’t mind right?”
She sticks her tongue out at you but doesn’t fire back, glancing back to the band playing in the center of the square.
“Did you make any progress?” Sanae asks.
You nod your head. “A fair bit I suppose, Satori would be willing to hear Kanako out, the rest of the village will be trickier. I have to setup diplomatic relations with the various races that inhabit the Underground, and somehow figure out how to make Kanako play ball.”
She shakes her head. “I’m not sure if this is more or less dangerous than the incident.”
You chuckle. “It’s politics… it’s much worse.”
She giggles again. “So what are you going to be doing now?”
Hmm…
Chapter 40: Diplomacy
Chapter Text
“I’m still trying to find out more about the council.” You explain. “I don’t really have any leads on them at all at the moment besides Yuugi.”
She tilts her head, a thoughtful expression on her features. “Let’s get some food, we can figure out how to find them while we eat.” She says, looking around the plaza.
“Sounds like a plan.” You say, looking around as well.
Together you set out to find the food.
… It’s mostly bars, but after some time you manage to find what apparently passes for a barbecue down here.
Stepping inside... it’s an interesting place.
The interior is flattened stone, carved.
The tables are that way as well, circular with benches made of the same material around them.
In the back are two Oni working over a firepit, the pit being heated by apparent superheated rock.
Above it turning on a spit is a roasting pig.
You take a seat at one of the tables, Sanae on the other side and someone comes by to take your orders rather quickly.
Despite its appearance the place is rather popular it seems. Youkai of all types are eating here for lunch.
In a short time lunch arrives and you are both eating at the table when Sanae speaks up.
“So… anything particularly strike your interest down here?” She asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “This city is massive, by Gensokyo standards anyway... There's plenty to see, just a matter of what interests you. There aren’t really that many Youkai left in Tokyo, so it’s interesting to see such masses of Youkai around. The Tengu and Kappa villages gave me the same feelings to be honest.” You explain.
“How long were you in Tokyo?” She questions, looking more than a little curious.
You put down your food and lean back in the seat a bit, trying to remember.
“Around… three hundred years give or take, moving between that and the cities near it. I spent some time in other places, but was always in Tokyo the most, I can’t say I don’t miss it at times.”
She nods. “I never really got out of Osaka that much.”
You remember her dream a bit, she was quite excited to see it, shame she doesn’t remember. You wonder if you could make a trip back at some point, got some people you want to look into… and Yukari does owe you a favor you suppose.
Though whether it is worth using it on something like that is another matter entirely, that is a... big thing to have.
“So what is the plan?” She asks.
“Well…”
You think about it a moment.
“Our best bet would be to check out the upper class district again. Even if none of the buildings were diplomatic in nature, we could still find things out by listening around. That place was mostly occupied by the rich and noble… And those kind of people always have their hand in politics, whether they want to or not.” You explain.
“I figured we could ask around a bit, maybe just sit somewhere and wait to hear something interesting.”
Would be par for the course as investigations go really.
Stakeouts or just waiting are a cliché… But cliché’s exist because they work. You still have particularly fond memories stalking through Ueno park as a fox for four days looking into a trafficking ring. Good news is you found the bastards, bad news is you were dealing with fleas for weeks.
“May take a bit, but it would be the best way of going about things.”
She nods and returns to her food, and after a moment you do as well.
… Not bad eating down here to be honest.
- - -
You head out together towards the high class district, passing through the market square until you move onto the better paved path.
Sanae is following close behind and is looking at the sights curiously. If people were looking at you oddly before it's doubled now that Sanae is following you, though none are accusatory or angry looks.
Just curiosity or that old fashioned noble upturned nose.
You pass by a few shops that catch your interest… if anyone would it would be the shopkeepers who would hear the most gossip… and would have been in the town for awhile.
You move up to a finery shop, looking at the clothing as you keep your ears perked for any interesting information. It’s mostly gossip though, and not even the fun kind.
You are looking at a particularly fancy Jinbei when a woman with long white hair skitters up to you.
Skitter being literal, spider legs stick out from under a white skirt and move her across the floor. Her dress is black and white, long and well made. Topped off with a black hat with a web motif.
Along with a pair of red eyes… the most common eye color in Gensokyo it seems look at you as she smiles.
“Good afternoon Sir.” She says with a lilt in her voice. “Is there anything in particular you are looking for?”
You nod. “I’m here for diplomatic purposes, but I was hoping to get something for a certain special someone. A present.”
She nods, the smile widening a little. “Is this special someone a man or woman?”
You smile back. “Well that depends on how things go to be honest.
“Clothing like this.” You say holding up the Jinbei. “Is unisex after all.”
She giggles. Then adopts a curious expression. "You said you were a diplomat... Human?"
You give her an odd look, then realize what she is getting at.
With a thought you allow your ears and tails to come out. Hiding them is more of a force of habit at this point.
“Fox, not human actually. And to be honest I’m actually a bit lost. You wouldn’t happen to know where the Demon Council is would you?”
She looks at your tails curiously. “Yes… it’s in the western section of town, tall tower.
“They recently put up a banner out front, six purple wings curled around a scarlet orb, its rather hard to miss.”
Yeah… it fits that it would be the section of town you passed over.
You thank her and take another look at the piece of clothing in your hands. “Spider silk?”
She nods, her appendages tapping against the floor. “Handmade.”
She offers a hand. “Tamura's Textiles.”
You take it. “Ayumu.
“I would assume I am talking to Tamura?”
She giggles again. “One and the same yes.”
You turn the Jinbei over, but there is no marking for price. “How much?”
“That piece is one of my better ones, roughly 48,000 Yen.”
... Ouch.
You nod slowly, looking it over again the put it gently back on the rack.
“Unfortunately, I am not carrying my money, but I’ll keep it in mind.”
As you turn back her hand reaches out and fiddles with your illusionary lapel.
“Where did you come across clothing such as this?”
You shrug. “It’s from the outside world, I appreciate their taste in clothing.”
You glance back to look at Sanae. She’s standing outside the shop, apparently she lost interest rather quickly as she fiddles with her phone.
You turn back to find Tamura looking over your suit from several angles, there’s a look on her face of almost childlike curiosity.
“Fascinating… simply fascinating…
“I would love to have a look at it sometime, would you perhaps consider a bit of an arrangement?” She asks, stepping back her hands clasped together at her waist.
You quirk an eyebrow. “It’s not uncommon on the outside, do you not leave the underground?”
She shakes her head. “You’ll find most Youkai born underground don’t, so it is difficult to get information about new fashions or ideas.
“I’ve only been on the surface a small handful of times, and never outside the border.
“We have suits of course, but they are all older designs. I’ve never gotten my hand on one quite so modern.”
You ponder her offer. “I can certainly swing by if I’m in the area, I could use a new suit anyway, this one got a bit torn up since I’ve come here.
“I’m a recent arrival and the locals seem to be well inclined to introduce me to their local… sport.”
You hear a crash from behind you, a glance over your shoulder shows two Oni in a wrestling match, destroying a nearby bench in the process.
Sanae for her part is watching them warily.
Tamura giggles. “It is indeed quite lively down here.”
"Yeah... I see that." You say after a moment.
- - -
You head back out of the shop, Sanae looking up from her phone as you stop beside her.
The fight has already cleared up, the two Oni having taken the fight to another part of the town.
“Anything?” Sanae asks, closing the phone and putting it into a pocket.
You nod. “Found the location of the Demon Council at the very least, along with a possible contact in the owner of that finery shop.”
She looks over your shoulder at the shop. “That’s good then, I checked but Hatate never wrote anything about the council in her paper.
“Not that the Tengu get down here that much it seems, the only thing she wrote about the Underground is the incident… three months after it happened.”
You shake your head. “Well, I’ll need your direct help for the next part of this.”
“Oh?”
You nod. “We’re going to be posing as diplomats, I’ll be doing most of the talking.”
She looks at you curiously, but follows along as you make your way back to the center of town.
The show has changed, what was once a band is now a Noh play.
… Kokoro does a better job you feel, though they do have the benefit of more than one actor.
You cut through the center of the square and enter the housing district.
At first glace its middle class for the most part, divided into sections.
There are shops and the like around as well, stereotypically residential.
You pass through it and come into an other central square.
The square itself is finely carved stone, but it isn’t a market like the last one.
It’s mostly a thoroughfare, people walk through it at a rapid pace to get to where they are going.
At the western edge of the square is a large pagoda tower. Not unlike the one they were building for the Taoists.
Made of black stone stone and red tiling, it stands several stories tall.
On the front of it is a hanging banner of six purple wings… curled around a red orb exuding power.
… Yep this is the place.
You grab your partner in crime and pull her into a nearby alley.
A channel of magic through your arm and both of your forms change.
You both turn into Fox Spirits… well, she does, your appearance just changes.
You sprout an extra tail, while three tails and a set of ears pop into existence on her, the color of her hair changes to black while yours changes to blonde.
“We are two diplomats from a newly arrived clan looking to setup relations with the underground… if it you get uncomfortable with the politics just leave it to me.”
She nods, looking curiously at her new trio of tails.
You head inside together and find yourself in an office.
There’s tables and chairs all over the place with papers stacked on them, with a large staircase leading up in the center of the room.
A couple of demons are moving about, but it doesn't seem particularly busy.
In front of the staircase it is a long wooden desk, sitting at it is a young demon with long blonde hair, three eyes are on her face in a triangle position, all green.
They blink at your entrance and she smiles as you approach.
“Good afternoon, we are two foxes from the Handa clan. Would there happen to be a representative of the Demon council in?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “My apologies, but Miss Tabitha is away at this time. Is there anything I could help you with?” She asks.
“Do you know when she will be available?”
She shakes her head again. “Unfortunately I do not as she had to return to Makai, but it shouldn’t be longer than a week.
“If you have any questions I could assist you.” She offers.
You smile. “Could you tell me about the Demons? I’m afraid I haven’t run into any since I arrived here. We are both recent arrivals to Gensokyo.
“...So I actually know next to nothing about them.”
She nods and points to a large painting behind her.
It’s of a woman with long white hair in regal clothing. A kind smile is on her face as she looks at the viewer.
“Lady Shinki brought us into existence many generations ago in Makai. Since then we have made strides in the Underground and more remote locations of Gensokyo.”
You nod. “Makai?”
She smiles. “Yes, our homeland, unreachable from Gensokyo except to those who know the way. Think of it like a... parallel world. Shinki is the creator of that place as well."
You glance back at Sanae but she’s standing stock still and nervous, as though moving would blow the whole charade.
“We had heard rumor of an Incident some time back in the Underground, could you tell me more about it?” You ask.
She grimaces. “Yes… the incident happened some time ago. A local Hell Raven went mad with power due to the Moriya Shrine. It was thankfully handled, and no Demon’s were harmed… few lived in the Underground at the time.
“Still, it definitely shook up the landscape, but we haven’t had anything like that again… so it is quite safe for trade I assure you!” She says.
“Moriya Shrine?” You ask.
“Yes, they are a shrine at the top of Youkai Mountain. They used to be active down here but have since pulled away after the incident.” She explains.
“What are they like?” You ask.
She shrugs her shoulders. “I couldn’t tell you, I’ve never been near the shrine, and they don’t come here anymore besides the odd appearance.
"...Haven’t heard anything particularly nice however.”
You nod. “Thanks that helps quite a bit actually. I’ll check back in sometime later to see if Tabitha is available.”
She smiles. “I would suggest just a few days, if you’d like I could put you on the list?”
You smile back. "That would be appreciated. Akio Handa."
- - -
You step back outside, Sanae following behind as you duck into the alley again and turn back to your normal forms.
… Well normal for Sanae anyway.
“That was somewhat useful.” You say after a moment.
She lets out a deep breath. "I'm glad it was to you, I was nervous that a fight was about to break out."
You quirk an eyebrow. "Why?"
"I was concerned she would see through the illusion and go on the attack."
You chuckle. "Unless you know specifically what you are looking for it is rather difficult to see through my illusions I assure you. Five hundred years of practice tends to ensure such things."
You glance back out the alley as Sanae puts notes in her pad.
Up and down the square are similarly large buildings, but nothing really stands out as the Devi-
At the northern end of the square is a large square building, made of red marble.
On the front is a large neon sign marking it as the Devil Embassy.
Not neon as in garish… it’s actual Neon, bright red casting a light on its surroundings.
Well it’s either the embassy or the whorehouse.
“There’s our next destination.” You say, pointing towards it.
Sanae looks up from her pad at it curiously. “Well that… certainly grabs attention.”
You nod. “That’s probably the point… Same story as before, you ready?”
She nods, and you change your forms into Fox Spirits again.
- - -
You move across the square and into the building.
It’s… a regular office actually.
And actually rather busy as Devils flit about the place either moving papers or ushering other Youkai about.
At the end of the room is a long wooden desk staffed by several Devils. Some male, some female, all with large black wings behind their back.
You make your way up to the reception desk, no line thankfully enough.
An older Devil with deep red long hair looks up as you approach. She’s dressed in an old fashioned business suit, top buttons undone a bit... She’s apparently going for the sexy secretary look.
...You suppose Succubus falls under the classification of Devil as well.
“Good morning Ma’am, we’re here as representatives of the Handa clan. Is the councilor in?”
She nods. “She is, but I’m afraid there is a three day waiting period for unscheduled visits, should I pen you in?”
Twice today…
“Yes please, Akio of the Handa clan.”
“Your guest?” The clerk asks, looking at Sanae.
You shake your head. “Put in a tentative plus one. I may be here alone next time.”
She nods and makes the note.
“I don’t suppose I could ask you some questions?” You ask, looking behind you, besides Sanae there is nobody waiting.
“Oh...?” She says a grin on her face. “I’ll answer them to the best of my ability.”
You grin back, leaning over the desk a bit.
“I don’t suppose you could tell me a bit more about the Devils?
“I’m rather new to Gensokyo… and what I’ve seen has been… fascinating.”
She toys idly with of her wings, curling it around in front of her.
“It is a broad subject that covers many different species… think of it more as a moniker.
“Vampires, Drudes and Cambion…” She smiles as you. “Incubi...
"And Succubi." She winks.
“Things of that nature…” She says, leaning back against the seat a bit.
“So it’s a federation?” You ask.
She shrugs her shoulders. “If you wish to call it as such, think of it more like sister species banding together.
She gestures towards the room at large, it's filled with Demons of all types and sorts, some species you recognize, plenty you don't.
You turn back to her. “Thank you… We are still relatively new to Gensokyo. We heard tale of an Incident that occurred down here…
“Could you tell me more about it?” You ask.
She snorts. “Yeah, some uppity gods from the mountain decided to screw with things they didn’t understand.
"Local Hell Raven almost blew up the whole place as a consequence. Most of the Devils live down here so it could have ended rather poorly.” She says, a look of annoyance on her features.
“Gods from the mountain?”
She nods. “Yeah, the Moriya, used to be active down here, had a shrine in progress too, but after the incident it was torn down.”
You start to grimace but hide it.
“Torn down?”
She nods again. "Yes, it was torn down the night after the incident... though it was mostly scaffolding at the time."
"Locals do it?" You ask.
She shrugs. "I suppose, no-one exactly came out and said they did it... But lets just say the Moriya weren't exactly popular at the time."
You nod, all three...
"I'll be back around for my appointment, thank you."
She smiles and waves you off, and you expect the building with Sanae.
- - -
The priestess is looking decidedly awkward as you head back into the alley.
“You knew about the shrine?” You ask, dropping the illusion.
She shakes her head. “No, I’ve been to the underground several times, but hardly through the village that much…
“I was never aware of any shrine, or at least, the goddesses never told me about it.” She says, looking confused.
Hmm.
So, one in the Tengu Village, abandoned.
One in the Human Village, collapsed without warning.
One in the Underground, torn down.
Interesting…
“We stayed out of the Incident when it occurred. Kanako told me not to go.” She says, looking downtrodden.
“It’s alright.” You say. “It’s what we are here to fix, and now I’ve got some more leads. For now we should probably decide what to do next, any preference?”
She shakes her head. “It’s only about 2:30… so we still have some time, but I don’t have any preference.”
Chapter 41: Puppeteer and the Past
Chapter Text
“I’d like to head back up… we could still look into Yuugi… but I’m not really up for sneaking into the Oni village. It seems like the kind of thing that could end horribly, not that I doubt I could do it. It’s more of the act itself being insulting. I’d have to change back to work with Yuugi anyway, so the bluff would be known.”
Sanae nods. “Then what should we do?”
“In regard to what?” You ask. “The surface? Or Yuugi?”
“Both.” She says.
“Well, for the surface I’d like to visit Alice, still have to thank her for her help. I have a few things I’m curious about as well in regards to her.” You explain.
“As for Yuugi… best to wait until she’s back out of the Oni village. I have a contact with Suika, so that may be worth looking into.” You turn back to look at Sanae, from where you had been looking back out the village.
“She mentioned she lived in the Mountain… would you happen to know where?”
Sanae tilts her head and looks upwards, thinking. “I remember her mentioning at a party she lived to the north, and I know Suwako has visited.
“But I do not know her actual location.” She says, looking back at you.
You shrug your shoulders. “Worst comes to worst I can ask Suwako about it tomorrow, assuming we aren’t going to be busy the rest of the week. You want to come with me to Alice? Or are you heading back to the shrine.” You ask.
She smiles and shakes her head.
“I think you can handle Alice on your own… You do remember where she is right?”
You nod.
“Then no, I will be going back to the Shrine, I have some… things to take care of.”
“Video games?” You ask.
The Miko sticks out her tongue at you, but says nothing more.
You both make your way out of the village, nothing stopping you as you make your way to the bridge, past it, then back up the hole to the surface.
You catch her attention before you split ways completely however.
“When was I going to be told there was a hotsprings?”
She looks over at the building, still crowded with Youkai.
“Well… I mean…”
She coughs into her hand, turning back to you with an awkward expression.
“Generally the more active Youkai around tend to be of the… Female… persuasion.” She explains. “There isn’t a male section.”
You quirk an eyebrow.
With a flush of magic your form changes to Kanako’s. The usual goddess outfit swapped for the jeans and shirt the goddess seems to favor on her off days.
“And that.” You say with Kanako’s voice. “Has been a hindrance when exactly?”
She shakes her head rapidly. “That isn’t the same! You’re male in the end!”
You snort, your form changing to the same one you introduced her to in the Tengu village.
“Perhaps I was born male yes, but do not forget I am a shapeshifter. My sense of self is far different than yours. When I was birthed from my mother on the great battlefield of Idokanjo, I did not have a ‘sex’ as you would know it." You explain.
“It wasn’t until later, at the great ceremony that I choose a default gender for myself, at the time I was leaning more towards Hermaphroditic.... But my mother advised me to go male.”
Sanae is looking at you with a mix of disgust and horror.
You grin. “I’m screwing with you. But no, at the end of the day my gender is entirely arbitrary. The only thing that is the same is the soul and the being, not the form. If you wish to work with Youkai it would be something to get used to.”
She gives you an odd look. “But… at the end of the day, do you lean towards one or the other?”
You shrug your shoulders. “I’ve been male the longest I suppose, and I will probably stay that way.”
She gives you the look for a moment longer then sighs. “Just do be careful in the forest… and please put those away… it is odd.”
You look down, your Hakama having fallen down your shoulders a bit. Exposing more than a little cleavage.
You giggle and fix up the outfit. “Apologies. Didn’t try to make you jealous, this form is more for seduction than anything else.”
“I am no-!
She catches herself, letting out a sigh as she shakes her head.
“Well you certainly do not need to seduce Alice, now shoo with you.”
You giggle again. “Yes yes, I am shooing!”
You give her a cheery wave as she makes another put upon sigh.
And with that you go your separate ways.
Her back to the temple, and you to the forest of magic as you change back into your… more usual form.
- - -
It only takes a minute or two of flying until you come across Alice’s house again. And you gently come down to a stop and landing in the clearing just outside of it.
It’s the same as you were last here, though there are puppets out and about watering the garden and pulling weeds in teams of two or three.A few pause in their movements to observe you, but then return to their tasks as you walk through the garden up to the front door.
You fix yourself up, then reach up and rap on the door.
Silence responds, until a familiar voice shouts through the door. “It’s open Ayumu!”
You reach up to grasp the handle but it clicks then opens on its own, swinging open and revealing the interior of the house.
You expected to see a host of fairies holding it open, but it’s just open air.
The fireplace isn’t going, leaving a more natural lightning with the many windows pouring in the waning sunlight.
There’s no sign of Alice either. You step inside and into the living space, the door closing behind you by itself.
“I’m in the workshop!” Alice’s voice sounds again.
The door to the tower is open, but you can’t see into it. There’s a thick fabric hanging down from the top of the doorway concealing what is inside, like a privacy screen.
… Come into my lair said the wolf to the fox.
You move across the living space and through the doorway, pushing aside the privacy screen.
The interior… is not like the exterior.
Easily five to six times the size it appears to be from the outside, taller as well.
Tall stone walls rise several stories, with large windows letting in light with candelabras hanging on chains from the ceiling.
Set against the walls are bookshelves and workstations, some on platforms, others seemingly floating in air.
In the center of it all is the doll you saw during the assault on the castle. Hands lying limply to its side. It stands there as a statue with its head hung and eyes closed.
Standing in front of it, her hands splayed to the side is Alice. Taut strings extend from her fingertips, snaking from her hands to countless dolls all around the room.
The dolls are flitting from shelf to shelf, some carrying tools, others searching through old tomes. Their faces are covered in grease along with their clothing, especially those currently working on the giant doll itself.
Sparks shoot off from it where several dolls are working on it, appearing to be welding in metal plates using concentrated magic.
Then all at once, they pause mid motion as Alice turns to look at you. A light sheen of sweat is on her forehead, but there is no other sign of labor or grime as opposed to her dolls.
She lowers her hands, the strings disappearing. “Good… afternoon.” She says, confirming the time by looking out a window. “Did you need something?”
You nod your head. “In a fashion, I needed to give you my thanks for your assistance in the incident.” You point up at the giant doll. “That doll saved my hide, a fine piece of work… Cherbourg you called it?”
She smiles and looks up at it. The dolls slowly going into motion again. “Indeed, she is a long running project of mine. Though she is a bit much for most situations. I appreciated the stress test.”
She then turns to look at you again. “And you are of course quite welcome, though I honestly did not expect such a thing.”
You shrug your shoulders. “As I have been told, but where I come from we thank those who do right by us. And your help was both appreciated and exceptional.”
Perhaps you are laying it on just the slightest bit thick, but she did certainly save you from a rather annoying fight.
… Or perhaps more accurately the goddesses an annoying fight, you were going to be unconscious either way. Point still stands.
She smiles a bit wider and does a curtsy. “Do not think I am unappreciative of such a thing. I merely did not expect it.”
You look past her to the dolls, now working at a much slower pace. “Did it need repairs? Or is this merely an upgrade?”
She flexes her fingers and a group of dolls float by, depositing a tome in her hands that she starts to study. “A little bit of both, she was damaged indeed. But as one of the few fields tests I have been able to run so far, I was able to pinpoint what parts needed improvement or alteration.
“For instance her Lance proved to be much too sharp for the task at hand. While a fine shock weapon, most large targets would be less susceptible to piercing attacks than I had foreseen.” She explains, looking up at the large weapon set into the mount against the wall. “I’m looking into more of a tournament lance design. Though far less brittle of course.”
You nod, looking up at the massive weapon. “Does it need to be a lance in particular?” You ask. “Wouldn’t for a blunt weapon like a mace be more effective?”
She shakes her head. “Perhaps, but the lance allows me to configure the tip and fill the hollow with material, which most weapons would not.” She gestures towards a far wall, where there are several weapon racks, all in doll size.
“Fair enough.” You say after a moment. “Still, once again thanks, I wouldn’t want to distract you from your work.”
She smiles one more time. “You are welcome, and apologies, if you wish to stop by for tea at some time when I’m less busy that would be fine.”
You nod once again. “Understood, I’ll get out of your hair.”
And with that you back out of the workshop, then out of her home entirely. Exiting back out into the Forest of Magic.
It’s late afternoon, someone... Most likely Suwako or Sanae have most likely started making lunch by now.
Nothing else to do outside before dinner, so you gently lift up off the ground, then start making your way back up the mountain.
- - -
You head inside the temple and make your way towards the dining room.
Kanako is there, in her usual attire, she smiles at your entrance but says nothing more. While Sanae is sitting on the couch fiddling with her game system, totally distracted from the outside world.
The TV is on, some form of gameshow is being played. Though you can honestly say you don’t really care. “Is Suwako cooking dinner?” You ask Kanako.
The Goddess nods her head. “Indeed, she is preparing tonight’s meal. Come, sit, it should be prepared shortly.” She pats the table for emphasis.
… Well far be it from you to argue. You dutifully take a seat across from her, if you were expecting small talk however you are rather disappointed. It seems that her pleasantries only extend so far as she returns to watching the television.
With no further options you settle down and wait for dinner.
…
Thankfully however it isn’t a long wait. Suwako enters the room around half-an-hour later with several plates. From appearance it is a… salad?
You look at the goddess oddly. “I expected protein.”
She snickers. “Unlike beanpole I actually like greens.”
A glance at Kanako shows the goddess pouring some form of sauce all over it, apparently trying to flood out the landscape.
Sanae for her part is… well she’s being Sanae.
“So what are we doing tomorrow in the Tengu village?” You ask Suwako.
The goddess grins. “Well tomorrow I will be talking to Lord Tenma about a business venture. While you and Sanae will be meeting the Wolf Tengu.” She explains.
“Wolf Tengu? Is it diplomatic?” You ask, to which the goddess shrugs her shoulders. “If ya wanna call it that sure, its diplomatic. Sanae’ll explain it tomorrow, she’s done it before.”
You look across the table but sure enough…
“Alright… first mornings light?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “Actually we’ll leave around eight or nine I reckon. Don’t wanna arrive to early, usually seem as presumptuous.”
You nod, then eat your meal in peace.
- - -
You split up after dinner, everyone heading back to their rooms. Perhaps a bit earlier than normal, but you appreciate the time to relax.
You cut across the temple and back into your room. You undress quickly as you decide what do you with the rest of your evening.
… Or at least you would be, normally it would be a question of trying to make a spellcard or sleep. But tonight, there is a third option.
That option is a book, and you plan to abuse that option.
You sit down on the bed and produce the book, opening it up to the first page.
‘The history of Gensokyo is tied into the History of Japan, and so to truly begin this history we must return twenty five million years ago…’
With this you kill the rest of your evening and relax… and sleep.
- - -
Your eyes open slowly to a dark and stormy sky… Someone stole your roof, lovely.
Dark black clouds roll across the sky, the faint sound of thunder echoing in the distance.
A thick forest surrounds you in every direction, and you slowly sit up from where you were laying on the forest floor.
The trees go on seemingly endless in every direction. You debate briefly flying up to get your bearing, when a familiar sound grabs your attention. From a tree at the edge of the clearing is the faintest sound of sobbing.
Walking over to it, its coming from a tree unlike the rest, pine true, but near the base is a large hole, almost looking carved.
Huddling inside of it from the storm is a small shadowy figure, it features hidden.
You peer into the hole. “Come on out little one, the dream must begin. Give me your hand.”
The sobbing stops, and so does the sound of everything else, the wind, the forest, the storm and the sobbing all mute.
Then slowly from the shadowy mass a hand sticks out, reaching out to curl around yours. A small hand, soft and delicate, attached to am arm wrapped in a sleeve.
As you grasp the hand, the sleeve changes color.
- - -
The hand grasps yours, and with a flash of light changes form. A long white sleeve goes up the arm to a large hand roughly the size of yours. Then with a tug you are yanked through the hole and out the other side.
You land face first in the dirt with a groan. “Remilia again?”
You lift your head to reveal the same forest around you; the same gnarled tree is ahead. But there isn’t a shadowy figure in it this time.
You push yourself the rest of the way off and knock the dirt off of your clothes, taking a look around. Forest going on for miles in every direction, while far in the distance to the north is a series of mountains… Looks like the Kiso Mountains.
Which means you are probably somewhere in Nagano… central Japan.
That really doesn’t help you much in the long run however, that’s not exactly a small expanse of land. Nor do you particularly know when you are either. But knowing how all the dreams have gone so far…
You take a careful step towards the gnarled tree, hand in your pocket.
It’s the same as before, and no sign of anything out of the ordinary. You reach a hand for it but pause mid motion your senses going into overdrive.
A loud hiss echoes all around you, and you dive to the side as a large white serpent crashes through the tree, sending splinters and dirt in every direction.
You roll and crouch, your hand aflame as it circles the clearing. Massive and white, the same as the one Suwako summoned a week back, its red eyes unblinking as it rises up and stares down at you.
Sitting atop it is a figure, dressed in regal robes, short blue-purple hair framing a face with equally red eyes as the snake. A long sheathed sword sits at her si-
Oh… right.
“Good evening Kanako, I do hope I haven’t intruded.” You say, pushing yourself all the way back up to a standing position, looking up at the goddess.
The snake and the figure are both unmoving as they stare down at you.
The snake then lowers its head and Kanako moves off of it, stepping onto the grassy forest floor.
The goddess' outfit is different from her normal one, more heavily armored for starters. The mirror is still there, along with the general color scheme. But the clothing is more traditional, and there are light plates of iron and leather attached to it.
She’s definitely more Samurai in appearance, though you’re not sure how much of it is for look. The sword her hand rests on is the same as the one you’ve seen in the Temple and on her person during her more serious events.
Her red eyes stare at you, and after a long moment she speaks up. “Traveler, you stand in presence of the goddess of this land. I am Kanako Yasaka, goddess of War. To what end do you trespass in my forest?”
You stare at the goddess. “You know, I had this same conversation with Suwako just a few days back. She was actually more violent about it than you were though.”
Kanako’s gaze hardens. “You have spoken with Suwako? She has not informed me of such a thing. Who are you?”
You nod. “Speak to her just about every morning after I get out of bed. Have a lovely breakfast before we decide how we are going to take over the world that day.
“It’s me, Ayumu remember?”
She stares at you, a look of confusion on her features. She then looks down at her arms and the armor she is wearing along with the forest around you both.
"Is... this a dream?" She asks after a moment.
You nod again. “Yes, yours. Where are we anyway?”
She looks past you towards the mountain. “Outside Suwa…”
She walks past you without a word, the snake fading from view behind her.
With no other options you follow behind as she cuts through the forest.
The miles of forest melt away after a hundred yards or so however apparently the dream having no need for it anymore. And you both exit the treeline onto a large hill.
The hill is overlooking a large valley, in which is a large lake… Lake Suwa you presume if this is the city of Suwa. A town is built up around it; the buildings are in a style before even your time, probably well over five to six hundred years ago. A large castle sits on a narrow peninsula over the lake, and a large and tall set of walls surround the city itself.
“Home?” You ask the goddess.
She doesn’t respond, looking over the landscape with an unknown emotion on her face.
You sit down on the grassy hill and watch the city while Kanako has her moment.
A few minutes later she speaks up again. “How did you arrive in my dream?” She tears her attention away from the old city to look at you sitting next to her.
You shrug your shoulders. “Like most dreams so far I didn’t exactly have much of a choice in the matter, just ended up here. Nice place though, I’ve ended up in worse dreams.”
She sighs, but there’s a smile on her face, a rare look for the goddess. Not a vicious smile, or a smirk, just a gentle small smile. “It is indeed, it has been a very long time since I’ve been here… Come, walk with me.”
You nod. “Lead the way, your place after all.”
- - -
She leads you down the hill and towards the city, the path leading to it is well maintained, and the walls are well constructed of stone.
Through the large iron gates is what was at one point a sprawling place. Buildings are packed tightly with one another, mostly thatch and wood in construction, with a few made of stone here and there.
You’d imagine normally it would be heavily populated, but it’s empty barring the ghosts of people here and there.
You’d compare it to the memories Sanae had of the crowd in her dream, but replace the lack of memory of noise and coherence with the lack of memory of… anything really.
Its features are indistinct and it’s completely silent, you suppose you’d forget the people on the street as well after a thousand years.
Kanako for her part is looking at all the buildings as you walk by them, a look of nostalgia playing across her features, along with something else you can't quite place.
“So I think I’m going to accept at the end of the day.” You say, walking beside the goddess.
It takes her a moment to realize you’ve spoken. “Accept?” She asks, pausing midstep.
You’ve ended up near the lake already, its mid morning, and the sun casting is light onto the water that reflects onto the castle.
You nod. “Suwako and your's offer that is. I don’t really have anything against it, though I am somewhat hesitant against accepting immediately.” You explain. “I’m still attempting to restore relations with those in the underground… and broadcasting my allegiances in such at manner may be a detriment.”
Kanako looks out over the water. “Sanae hasn’t spoken of your visit today, tell me.”
You turn to look out over it as well, tall Onbashira are sticking up out of the water, the tops decorated with paper.
“Not a lot to say at the moment truth be told. I have only mentioned to a few about what I’m actually there for. You know Yuugi’s opinion, and Satori is willing to discuss it at least.
“I’m still working on getting ahold of the Demons and the Devils, should hopefully be working with at least one group by the end of the week… or weekend at any rate.” You say, looking at the buildings on the other side of the river, more of the same, an old village... come to think of it.
“Where’s the shrine?” You ask.
She was about to say something but pauses at your question. She looks to the right and points off into the distance and you follow her direction.
Set against the base of a mountain off to the north is a long stone staircase leading up to a large shrine complex. It’s like the one on top of the mountain on steroids, one large building on top with smaller buildings peppering the way down.
Even from here you can see large decorations and other such things, though like everything else around here it is vacant.
"You... were based in the grand shrine?" You ask.
You can here the smug in her voice even without looking at her. "Indeed, both I and Suwako claimed out main base of operations here in Suwa."
You let out a low whistle. “Not bad. Can we move in?”
The goddess chuckles. “I am afraid not. That place is inhabited by nothing but tourists these days... But back to our previous conversation. What does Satori want?”
You shrug your shoulders. “Not much actually, she just stated if you wished to make amends she would be willing to hear you out. I have a feeling from what I’ve seen so far she’ll be one of the easier ones to work with.”
The goddess makes a thoughtful sound. “If your main hesitation about accepting our offer is the broadcasting of your allegiances I would not worry. While it is true you would have some of our diving energy surrounding you, it would only be visible to those trained to sense such a thing.
“Like a shrine maiden for instance, or another deity.”
You mull over the information, you figured it would be a tad more obvious than that. “I’ll keep that in mind then.”
“No need.” Kanako says, patting you on the shoulder, a happy grin on her features. “I will bring the papers by the morning.”
You shake your head. “No need yourself, this being a dream you won’t remember in the morning. Feel free to keep up the nice act though, as odd as it is it is rather refreshing.”
You could here a pindrop as the goddess stills, staring at you. "So our conversation..."
You nod. "Mostly to see how you would react yes, though either I or Sanae will be telling you about the progress with the Underground tomorrow I feel."
The goddess nods slowly. “Tell me… Ayumu.” Her tone is calm, but there’s a faint hissing in her voice. “You have not had any other violent dream episodes since the Mallet was removed, correct?”
You nod slowly, attempting to back away a little, but her grip is rather… tight.
Her grin is back, though this time of the familiar vicious variety instead of those you saw earlier.
“Good then, these feelings are my own… and as this is MY dream.” You feel a deep rumbling below your feet, then without warning a pillar shoots out of the ground and slams into your midsection, sending you flying across the lake.
Your last thought before careening into the opposite bank is that perhaps you SHOULDN’T tease the goddess.
- - -
You awaken suddenly, and then groan as you realize what happened. You thought you were past the whole murdered in your sleep business.
… Though you probably deserved that unlike the others.
Bright moonlight comes through the window to illuminate your room. Apparently you didn’t exactly make it the full eight hours before you were awakened.
You are wide awake now however.
You sit up, rubbing your face. Your phone reads it only around two in the morning. You start to sit up when a glint of light catches your attention.
There sitting besides your bedside table is a spellcard.
You reach over and flip it over, revealing a silhouette of the Moriya Shrine, at the bottom of the card is bright golden text that reads…
Divine Festival "Onbashira"
Huh…
Does this mean you can summon giant fuckoff pillars as well now? You do suppose that is a very useful way of knocking on people’s doors… bit flashy for your tastes though.
With that it makes two of three for the Moriya Shrine, you wonder if Kanako would be flattered or insulted.
You set it aside and step outside of your room into the crisp air, a bit colder and you wouldn’t be surprised if it started snowing at this rate. The only sounds are crickets and the wind through the trees.
You are about to turn back into the shrine when something grabs your attention.
There… standing on top of the shrine is a figure. From this angle its blacked out by shadow, but it appears to be… Suwako?
She’s standing there on top of the shrine, perched on one of the wooden beams that make up the roof.
You’d expect her to be in her garden.
Chapter 42: A Talk
Chapter Text
You fly slowly up the roof and land a few paces behind the goddess. She’s actually in her larger form, like this she’s just the slightest bit taller than you, though still probably at least a head shorter than Kanako.
The white material that makes up the sleeves is much thinner on this version of the outfit. It allows the moonlight to shine through it, making it almost seem ethereal in a way. It’s a striking effect as the goddess stands unmoving, looking over the land below.
The effect isn’t broken as she speaks up, her voice softer than usual, but not missing its usual cheerful quality. “Good mornin’ Ayumu.”
She says this without turning around, still looking out over the mountain and the Human Village far in the distance.
You continue moving up and take a spot besides her, looking over the landscape yourself.
The lights of the Human Village shine like a beacon in the darkness, as barring a few more remote structures you don’t recognize. It is the only source of light around, faint as it is.
Towards the forest you think you can make out some twinkling lights that would be the Tengu village, but through the treetops in the darkness it’s hard to tell.
You glance back towards the goddess. “Are you able to take that form for longer periods now?”
She replies after a moment, turning her head to look at you directly. Her golden-grey eyes appear to be glowing a little, but the effect fades as she replies with a smile. “Aye, but I still avoid it long term as it drains Kanako.”
“And now?” You ask.
She shrugs her shoulders, her smile turning into an impish grin. “Beanpoles asleep, which means I get to do what I want.”
She then adopts a more curious expression. “You should be as well; it’s going to be a busy day tomorrow. Can’t sleep?”
You shake your head. “Just had a bit of a surprising dream, nothing major, and nothing mallet related before you ask.”
“You drink any milk before bed?” Suwako asks, from her tone you can’t honestly tell if she’s joking or not.
You shake your head again. “I’m afraid not, you wouldn’t happen to know a god of good dreams would you?”
She taps her foot against the tile roof, and makes a humming sound. “Weeeell. There’s about eight or so million of us all things considered. So there’s gotta be at least one or two I reckon. Well, used to be anyway.”
You nod, looking back over the mountain. “Well, I know the Aki are here, along with Hina. I keep finding out about new residents on this mountain, maybe I can go find a god or goddess of such a thing.”
The goddess snickers. “If ya want a tour of the mountain I know everyone on it, though hardly half of ‘em are home at any given time. It’s been about two weeks at this point, figured ya should at least know your neighborhood.”
You put on a mock offended tone. “I’ve been kind of busy. On your behalf I might add. But no… I’ll need to take you up on that at some point, anyone interesting around? Only just recently learned about Suika living on the mountain.”
She taps her chin. “Well there’s plenty of Youkai around, beyond what ya seen its mostly Fairies and animals though, along with the odd Yamanba and other such things.”
“Any Humans?” You ask.
“None besides Sanae.” She answers. “It’s rather dangerous for Humans round these parts.”
“Then how do you get visitors to the shrine?”
She points off towards the front of the temple. “That’s what the tram is… was for, used to get a decent amount back when we were more active. It’ll pick up again during festival season.”
“Any coming up soon?”
She nods. “New years and the Cherry Blossom Festival. At least for us anyway, the Hakurei usually host Setsubun… may have a new one coming up next year too, Kanako’s talkin’ about setting up a new Onbashira festival.”
You wonder if you should ask about the other Moriya shrines… but you are curious if Kanako and Suwako would bring it up themselves. That and you’ll probably be doing your own investigation at some point.
Still, the only one near the Humans collapsed on its own… actually come to think of it.
“What of the roadside shrines? Don’t think I’ve seen one yet.”
She points down at the grounds, towards a small structure nestled against the corner against the walls. You’ve never really paid much attention to it.
It’s barely a foot and a half tall, a small square miniature shrine, complete with four small Onbashira sticking up in the corners of it.
“They aint very big.” Suwako explains. “Barely more than a prayer box with a donation slot. Most of ‘em have been damaged or have fallen into disrepair, that’s what Kanako is looking into getting fixed tomorrow.”
“Not having Sanae fix them?” You ask. Knowing the priestess you aren’t sure if you are being serious yourself.
The goddess shakes her head. “It’s too much for her alone, and I can’t have her doing nothing but labor, she has other duties.”
“What about another Shrine Maiden?” You ask. “I know the Tengu Village had one at one point.”
She returns to looking out over the landscape, an indecipherable expression on her features, before finally speaking up after a long moment. “No, we don’t need any shrine maidens other than Sanae at the moment."
That's... hmm.
"Fair enough, she seems to do more than a good enough job at the moment. I’ll be heading back to bed… if you believe it will be a long day tomorrow I’d tend to believe you.”
She nods. “Get some rest Ayumu.” Then returns to watching over the mountain doing… whatever it is she is doing.
Taking one last look you hop down from the roof and head back into your little house.
It takes a bit of time before you manage to get back to sleep, but you do eventually manage it, without dreams this time.
- - -
You wake up some time later, a glance at your phone shows it to be around seven thirty, so still plenty to time to freshen up and grab breakfast.
You pocket your spellcards and grab some simple clothes; your suit needs a wash…. Well half a suit anyway, you should probably get on that at some point… but a good suit is expensive… maybe you could ask for a bribe from the Moriya in exchange for becoming a Shinshi?
… No you’d rather not get knocked across a lake in real life.
At the end of the day you can illusion your normal clothes to look like whatever you want so it’s mostly a non issue… doesn’t mean you don’t feel like a bum though.
You finish getting dressed and head through the temple towards the dining room. Everyone is there eating already, omelet day apparently.
“Good morning Ayumu.” / “Mornin’ Ayumu.” Kanako and Suwako say respectively.
Suwako with the cheery wave and Kanako with the slight bob of her head. Kanako doesn’t emote otherwise and returns to eating with her usual appetite… so she most likely doesn’t remember the dream.
You take a seat and set yourself a plate, a glance across the table shows Sanae eating serenely as per usual. She does look up as you sit down and give a nod and a smile however, so she’s not completely out of it.
“Leaving in about an hour?” You ask Suwako.
The goddess nods, not trusting herself to speak with the amount of egg she’s currently feasting on apparently.
“Alright… I would like to speak to you and Kanako after breakfast if that’s alright.”
Kanako looks back up with a curious expression, but nods after a moment, returning to her meal.
- - -
Sanae excuses herself to clean the plates and get ready, leaving you with the two goddesses.
“This about the underground?” Suwako asks, looking at you with interest.
You shake your head. “No… well maybe a little, but no in the long run. I’ve thought it over and I’m willing to become a Shinshi.”
You made your decision after the dream last night. With how they’ve helped you so far… and the fact it wouldn’t blow your cover there’s no real reason that you could think of NOT to do it.
You haven’t really put much thought on living anywhere else after all.
You could hear a pin drop as silence fills the room.
Suwako and Kanako are both staring at you, and then a very wide grin forms on Suwako’s face, while one of smaller but equal proportion comes across Kanako’s.
Suwako hops across the table to throw an arm around your shoulder. “What did it? Was it my womanly charms? My bigger form get you all bothered?”
Kanako coughs from her side of the table. “Clearly my ability in combat and force of personality won him over once he had time to think about it.”
You make a slight nod in Kanako’s direction, fishing the new spellcard out of your pocket.
Both look over at it curiously.
Suwako picks it up grinning. “Well well well… what have we here, a midnight rendezvous? This what got you all bothered last night ‘Yumu?”
You nod again. “It was actually a rather nice dream all things considered.”
Kanako reaches over and plucks the card out of the smaller goddesses hand and looks at it curiously.
“What woke you up from the dream?” Suwako asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “She… Kanako was showing me around Suwa, and things were going pretty well. We were having a pleasant conversation near the lake when she surprised me with her hard and thick pillar. I was knocked unconscious as she attempted to penetrate me with it.”
You rub your midsection and back for good measure. “The force woke me up, and that’s when I ran into you.”
Kanako looks at you in horror, while Suwako has adopted a look of concern. The now forgotten card falls out of the goddess’s now loose fingers and lands on the table.
You hang your head sadly. “Indeed my chastity and internal organs will never be the same, so I decided I might as well hitch up with you all.”
You hear a groan from across the table, a glance up shows that Kanako is palming her face. “That… isn’t what happened.”
“My organs argue otherwise.” You counter.
She lowers the hand enough that a red serpentine eye glares at you.
“… So yes, Shinshi, how does this work exactly?” You say, changing the subject.
Both stare at you for a moment longer before Kanako lets out a deep sigh.
“Come with us.”
- - -
You follow the two goddesses outside the dining room and through the hallway. Kanako’s regained her usual goddess posture, while Suwako sees fit to stare at you, as if by doing so she will get on the apparent joke you and Kanako are sharing.
Kanako pulls open the door to her room and steps inside, Suwako and yourself following after.
Kanako picks up the table and move sit to the side, while Suwako pulls out a scrolls from her sleeve and begins looking it over.
After a moment she finds it to her satisfaction and hands it to you.
It’s the same contract as before, stating that upon signature you would become a Shinshi of the Moriya shrine, with all that entailed.
“Do I need a pen for this?”
Suwako shakes her head, a serious expression on her features as she takes position next to Kanako. “There’s a mark near the bottom, if you agree, mark it with your blood.”
You glance up from the paper at them. A blood oath? Well, you suppose you shouldn’t really have expected anything different. Still, those kinds of things are rather hard to finagle your way out of, you would know.
With the goddesses watching, you bite into your thumb with your fang, then press it against the bottom of the page.
You finger seemingly sticks to the parchment, and you grunt as you feel a siphon of magical energy from your body. Then in a burst of golden light the parchment vanishes as a burning sensation goes up your arm.
“Was that suppose to happ-“ You start to say, before the rest of the words become nothing more than a gasp of air as a sensation fills the rest of your body.
The heat is replaced by a pleasant coolness that radiates from your arm through the rest of your being, physical and metaphysical. You pull the sleeve back, tearing it a little, your hands having turned into claws reflexively.
There’s a sigil running the length of your forearm, a long winding snake, golden. Coming out the mouth of a frog. It cuts off right about an inch short of where your sleeve would normally be.
“Di… discreet indeed.” You say after a moment, looking at the mark. You watch as it slowly pulses, then fades from view entirely.
Replacing it is something you haven’t felt for quite a long time, power. Not more than a tail or twos `worth, but its more than you’ve had for quite some time. You snap you fingers, a familiar blue flame shooting out of the tip.
“Yes… I can work with this.” A grin forms, whether you’d like it or not. You look towards the goddesses again. Kanako has allowed a small smile, while Suwako is looking a pleased as can be. “Anything else about this I should know?”
Suwako looks up towards Kanako, whom shakes her head after a moment. “After a few months do not be surprised if you gain the ability to sense us, such things will come naturally after a time. No matter the distance, know that we can sense you as well.”
Suwako nods, turning back to look at you. “Don’t be surprised if Sanae already know what happened to ya. She may not realize it at first, but she’ll know somethings off about ya.”
“You didn’t tell her?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “Didn’t want it to influence your decision. It’s a big step, and we’ve spoken before about how she looks at ya already.”
Kanako chuckles. “Yes… when our shrine maiden wants something to happen she can be…”
“Dedicated.” Suwako finishes for her.
You roll the sleeve back up. “Then if nothing else I suppose I should get started on the laundry before we leave… I don’t suppose my job has changed any?”
Suwako shakes her head again. “Nope! Still the family pet!”
- - -
You throw your suit in the laundry then head back out front.
It’s… an interesting feeling you don’t know how best to describe. Like the feeling of comfort you have after entering your home after a long day. Protection, security, something like that. You can feel it all around you, an effect of the contract most likely.
… Does this make it blasphemy to turn into one of the gods?
A set of footsteps behind you, Sanae is walking up a smile on her face. “All ready to go?”
You smile back. “All good, just waiting on Suwako now.”
It’s doesn’t take very long, just a minute or two later and Suwako is out herself in her normal small form, and in short time you are off in the air heading towards the Tengu Village.
. . .
You land on the familiar path outside the village, the gates are open and various Tengu are moving in and out of it.
You move down the path, not stopped by a patrol this time you notice, and head through the gates.
It’s as busy… if not busier than the last time you were here, Tengu of both species flitting about the place, and before long you are back in the village square when Suwako stops you.
“Aight, Sanae, ya know where your going, meet back here ‘round dinnertime I reckon.”
… She wasn’t kidding about the long day.
“Will you take that long with Lord Tenma?” You ask.
The goddess shakes her head. “Not even slightly… I hope anyway, but there’s other things I’ve gotta look into in the village as well.”
You nod. “Then the best of luck. Sanae?”
The shrine maiden lightly bows to Suwako. “Yes. Best of luck, please follow me Ayumu.”
You split up afterwards… do you have to bow now?
- - -
You follow Sanae as she starts making her way through the village. Most of the shops are in full swing, though a few have yet to open even at this time of day.
She makes her way towards a familiar location, the bridge near the Shogi parlor. But instead of walking past it, this time she starts making her way across it.
Past it are less tall structures than those you've previously seen in the village, and far less built into trees. Most of the buildings are shorter and squatter and have a more rustic look to them as well. You notice its almost entirely Wolf Tengu moving about.
Would make sense, they don’t exactly have wings so building up so high is probably rather impractical.
Much like the rest of the village more than a few Tengu seem to recognize Sanae, giving morning greetings. To your surprise a couple seem to recognize you as well, most likely those who were at the battle.
“So where are we going exactly?” You ask, moving up besides the Shrine Maiden.
“There actually.” She points down the street and you look up. Several blocks down is a large palisade wall, complete with pointed tops. It’s sitting near the edge of the village, the walls of the palisade butting up against the largest walls of the village itself.
From here you can see various Tengu patrolling the walls, both on the palisade and on the main defensive one.
“A fort?”
She shakes her head. “More of a… military district. Those walls are mostly for show when so many beings can fly.”
“Then… why have them?”
She looks at you, then the walls for a moment.
Then she shrugs her shoulders.
You can accept that answer.
You make your way up, the gates opening automatically as you approach and you get your first glance inside.
Yea… definitely military.
The cobbled path quickly turns to sandy dirt. Various stone buildings make up the complex, with banners marking what you assume to be clans all over the place. Wolf Tengu, some heavily armed and armored, others in training clothes are moving all about over the grounds. Situated in the center are large pits where they are practicing with weapons of all forms. In other places are large tracks where groups are exercising or taking some form of outdoor classes. Situated against the walls are what you assume to be barracks buildings, along with armories, active smithies and various other military utilitarian structures.
At the far end is your apparent destination if Sanae’s heading is anything to go by. A large stone building, well-guarded. It’s multi-tiered complete with battlements on the upper floors.
...Anyone wanting to start trouble here would have a rather bad time of it you imagine.
You step out of the way of a jogging group of Wolf Tengu as you catch back up with Sanae again. “So what are we here for exactly? You joining the Army?”
“Not precisely…” She says after a moment. “Every six months the Wolf Tengu have a tournament to work out the new patrol squad leaders and general positions. Normally it wouldn’t be until January, but after the incident plenty were chomping at the bit for an opportunity as they weren’t drawn into the main battle.”
“So we’ve traded crazy fights for our lives to watching organized blood sports?” You ask.
She nods. “That wouldn’t be too far off, but they don’t kill each other. Ever since we started working with the Tengu it’s become a tradition for the Moriya to announce the start of the tournament as a third party”
“You fight yourselves?”
“No… not usually.” She replies. “Technically they can challenge anyone to prove themselves, but they generally don’t involve the Moriya. Last time someone did they chose Suwako. It ended… poorly.”
You remember your fight with her… yeah you could see that.
You make your way through the rest of the encampment and the large central building, the guards bowing slightly at your approach.
It’s filled with banners and weapons as far as you can see, with various Wolf Tengu moving about. Mostly young ones as you can see. There are two staircases to the side of the room, while in the center is a large chair you could only describe as a throne.
Sitting on it is about the oldest of the Wolf Tengu you’ve seen so far. Female, with long and wild white hair going down to her waist. She’s wearing leather armor of an older style, like those you’d see in an old Samurai film… or on actual Samurai. Gods know you’ve seen enough of them in your day.
She looks up at the two of you with amusement, one piercing blue eye locking onto you both. The other eye is missing, an empty socket with a long jagged scar running down that side of her face.
“So… the Moriya have come at last.” Her voice is old, but has weight behind it. At her pronouncement all activity stops as the wolves turn to look at your entrance.
Sanae moves past all of them and you follow. Stopping before the throne. “Greetings Lord Aze.” She does, dipping in a slight bow that you match.
“Greetings yourself Sanae, and guest?”
You rise. “Ayumu, servant of the Moriya.”
The wolf quirks an eyebrow. “Aye, I saw you at the battle, though I didn’t know your position. Am I to assume we can finally begin?
“At your will.” Sanae responds.
“Well then.” A bloodthirsty grin comes across Aze’s face. “Let the fun begin!”
- - -
You are lead through the encampment towards a large structure on the eastern side, stone like the rest, with yet even more banners than you could even begin to recognize.
You are ushered in and up a set of stairs, coming to a balcony overlooking an arena. It’s like the colosseum of old, multi-tiered seating surrounding a large dirt and sand pit in the center.
It’s already filled with people, and as you approach the balcony a cacophony of cheers and wolf howls respond to your entrance.
Lord Aze holds up a hand from where she’s sitting on a large chair overlooking the Arena, and the crowd is quieted to disciplined silence.
“Tengu of the Clans. I am glad to see you all could come, fine warriors of the Wolf! Today is a blessed day, whereupon we once again see who is worthy, and who is not.”
“Under the watchful eye of the Moriya, blessed combat will decide who will be the leaders for the season to come!”
She gestures towards Sanae who bows once again. She then clasps her hands in prayers, speaking silently. The crown watches hushed, and in the back of your mind you can feel a slight tingling sensation like you are being watched.
It passes as soon as she releases her hands, bowing once again to the crowd.
“Then let us… BEGIN!”
- - -
A lone Wolf Tengu walks into the pit, young, looking to be roughly Sanae’s age. Short white hair tied in a pony tail curtains a face of red eyes. She like the rest is wearing leather armor, a buckler is attached to her arm and some form of falchion is in her grip.
“Ishihara Sayuri, lieutenant of the mountain squad, do you issue a challenge?” Aze calls out.
The wolf tengu nods, then raises the falchion towards a point in the crowd. Another Tengu stands up as a large cheer erupts.
“Momiji Inubashiri, captain of the mountain squad. Do you accept?”
Momiji chooses to respond by grabbing her weapons and jumping down into the arena, to the jubilation of the crowd.
You lean over to Sanae. "I was kidding about this being a bloodsport. Please tell me they aren't going to murder each other."
She shakes her head. "They fight to yield or until the judges call the fight."
You look around the arena but don't see anyone that fits that description. "And... where are the judges exactly?"
"That would be me." The shrine maiden replies, looking down into the arena.
The fight has started already, a rapid trading of blows.
Sayuri's sword is fast to be sure, but Momiji blocks and moves around the strikes. While for her part Momiji is wielding the large sword with one hand with seemingly effortless ease, the swing of it forcing the other Tengu back with each swing.
The falchion user ducks under a swing of the heavy blade, responding in kind with a swing of her own weapon upwards as she passes. The weapon carves a deep gash into Momiji's armor but doesn't seem to draw blood.
It's speed versus power as Sayuri rolls away and gets back on her feet, watching Momiji carefully.
Momiji looks down at the leather armor, Sayuri cut through it, but not all the way. It left a mark but nothing more.
A smirk comes across Momiji's face, and she claps her blade against her shield. Making a ringing sound, not unlike a hammer on an anvil.
Then with an explosion of sand and dust she leaps across the arena, swinging her sword down in an arc that collides with the ground. Sayuri having already jumped to the side.
Momiji twists, her buckler already in position to parry a thrust from the falchion, then grunts as Sayuri follows it up with a body check. Her elbow colliding with Momiji's sternum through the armor.
It's certainly more physical than spellcard battles.
Momiji hops back, but finds herself against the wall as Sayuri closes again. The large sword slashes through the air and Sayuri ducks once more, looking to repeat her earlier action.
This time however Momiji twists her arm, the sword swinging back and down.
Sayuri barely has time to widen her eyes as the blade changes course for her and with a loud thwack the unsharpened edge of the sword collides with Sayuri's head, sending her sprawling onto the dirt face first. Just a foot in front of Momiji.
It seems that Momiji takes to the bigger stick theory of combat.
A hush falls over the crowd, then with a groan Sayuri pushes against the ground. Momiji is already standing above her holding the sword at the ready. As the falchion user turns around to see this, she sighs and drops back against the dirt, holding up a hand.
"Winner, Momiji captain of the mountain squad!" Sanae yells over the crowd.
Wolf howls punctuate this announcement, and you watch as Momiji lifts the other Tengu up and clasps her in a hug that the other returns. No hard feelings apparently as she helps her off the field to the cheering of the crowd.
- - -
Another Tengu walks into the pit, this one looking even younger, probably sixteen or seventeen by Tengu standards. A spear is attached to his back, and he isn't carrying a shield you notice.
"Tanaka Toyozo, sergeant of the River Patrol, do you issue a challenge?"
The youth nods, detaching the spear. He then raises it up and points towards...
You stare down at him, and the spear pointed in your direction.
The crowd goes quiet, barring murmurings.
"The man is no Tengu." Aze says.
"Aye..." Tanaka says after a moment. "But he announced himself as a Moriya, and I saw him fight with them at the battle. I want to fight a Moriya."
"... Very well." Aze says, turning to look at you. "Ayumu of the Moriya... do you accept?"
A glance shows Sanae looking at you with worry, you can tell she wants to object, but you have a feeling she really can't. While the youth is smirking in that cocky sort of way only a youth can.
You think about it for a moment, then make your decision.
Chapter 43: A Fight
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You smile at Sanae. "Relax, he's using a spear. By far easier to manage than magical laser beams... besides. I have practice."
You suppose you work for the Moriya directly now, so anything you do reflects on them. Both in faith and otherwise. So might as well try to put on a show.
You turn back towards Aze. "I Ayumu of the Moriya accept his challenge."
You grasp the balcony and hop over it, sailing over the crowd and landing in the dirt below. The cheering of the crowd turns to a roar, but one you tune out.
The youth stares at you from about two dozen feet away, moving the spear down to a ready position.
"You fight unarmed and unarmored?" He asks.
You snap your fingers, and your entire hand alights in blue flame. "I assure you I'm never unarmed... and a man's suit is his armor. Stop by the temple sometime, I'll tell you how it all works."
He snorts. "I fail to see how such a... thing is armor. If you wish to get properly armoured I would not think you a coward."
You smile. "Close but no cigar, you see pre-battle banter is an art that must be learned with practice. But you are still young, I hold it no mind."
He opens his mouth to retort but is cutoff by Aze.
"Begin!"
Tanaka jerks back, spear up in a blocking stance. Apparently, he expected you to make the first strike. Is that him not trusting his speed? Or perhaps he wants to wait and see what you are capable of.
The fire grows in size, and with a swing of your hand it is launched towards Tanaka who dodges to the side. Apparently not willing to try and parry fire.
Then with a growl he kicks off the dirt, sending a thrusting spear in your direction.
You stand there, watching with your hands at your side. His aim is true and it pierces your breast... and straight out the other side, with neither torn clothing nor gore.
He barely has time to make a noise of surprise as a leg collides with his midsection, the duplicate fading into the ether as the Tengu is sent flying across the arena.
He comes to a sliding stop, back just a few feet from the wall. He recovers quickly, taking up a guard stance again as he watches you carefully. "Not a human like the shrine maiden?"
"Shrine mai... Ah! You mean Sanae. No I'm afraid not, and you picked me just because you thought I was human?" You think about it a moment.
"Not a bad choice between the two of us actually... I wouldn't want to fight Sanae either. Girls scary."
You hear a squawk of outrage over the crowd, it sounds suspiciously like Sanae but you don't look up to check.
A ghostly hand pats your shoulders, two copies of yourself taking position besides you. Not dissimilar to the spellcard, but rather more durable. More difficult to do longterm, but thanks to the goddesses that is less of a problem than it used to be.
“Then what are you?” He asks.
You kick up more fire, waves of it flying across the arena towards the Tengu, forcing him to dodge and bend to get out of the way of the successive blasts. “Youth of today, never reading the newspaper!”
He dives across the arena, swinging the spear in a wide arc, the tip of it colliding with a copy. As the spear passes through it dissipates immediately. He then rolls to the side again to dodge another ball of fire from the remaining copy.
He has definite skill, the kind that can only come from hours upon hours of practice. Unfortunately for him…
A burst of fire blasts him in the back.
You cheat.
You move from the wall you were resting against, Tanaka snarling hurls his spear across the Arena, flying through the remaining clone and clacking against the wall, sending fragments of rock flying in the process.
He made a dent in the wall actually, he's strong too.
He then forgoes getting it, choosing to turn back towards you, claws out in some form of martial arts stance. Then with no warning he closes the distance, throwing an open palm with claws extended towards your chest.
You pump magic through your body, time slows down as your senses sharpen. Your feet turn into paws and your hands to claws.
The strike is coming straight forward with no arc.
You twist to the side and grab the wrist as it sails past, you then tug, allowing his momentum to take him past you straight into the stone wall.
He smacks headfirst into it, the increased speed too much to allow him to stop himself. Before he can turn around again you kick with your foot, sending him headfirst into it again. A loud crack resounds through the arena as he collides.
He then topples backwards against the sand, a bright red mark on the front of his head, but thankfully no blood on further inspection.
You crouch down, claws at the ready, but by his breathing and the fact that he’s barely twitched he’s unconscious.
“Winner! Ayumu of the Moriya Temple!” Sanae’s voice shouts over the arena. Then all at once raucous cheering.
You glance up at her, she’s leaning over the railing a happy smile on her features.
You know this is probably the first fight she’s seen you in where you DIDN’T get the absolute stuffing knocked out of you.
… What can you say, in a one on one fight without god damned laser beams you are kind of a bastard. Getting a tail or so worth of power doesn’t hurt later. You suppose you chose correctly, you doubt the Taoists or Buddhists would have given you such a thing.
… Though you wonder if you would have been involved in the incident at all.
No matter, you hear a groan and you glance down. Tanaka opens his eyes slowly, the red mark on his forehead is fading, but you’d be surprised if it doesn’t bruise. Tengu physiology is nothing to scoff at, still you probably did that a bit… hard.
It’s been awhile.
You reach a hand. “No hard feelings?”
He glares at you a moment, before smirking and taking your hand. With a tug you yank him back onto his feet, beyond a bit of wooziness he appears to be fine.
“What kind of Youkai are you?” He asks as you both start walking out of the arena.
“A near extinct and ancient one. Vulpes Vulpes.” You explain.
He looks confused. “A Vulpe Vulpe? Never heard of it.”
You nod. “We tend to keep to ourselves for the most part.”
You enter the tunnel that makes up the entrance to the Arena, it goes about thirty or so feet back before ending in two staircases going to the left and right.
There are various weapons lined up against the wall, you suppose anyone entering could have their pick of the litter, or maybe they make the fighters put their weapons here beforehand.
He starts walking up the right staircase and you follow, entering a large room. Various Tengu are milling about the place, all in armor but unarmed, most likely waiting for their turn to fight.
You pass through the crowd and into a side room, still following Tanaka into some form of medical ward.
Rough beds are setup on slats, it’s empty at the moment barring a nurse and a bed with Sayuri on it.
The nurse, a Crow Tengu, notices your presence and walks up to the two of you. “Injuries?”
You point towards Tanaka. “I slammed him into a wall repeatedly, I’m uninjured.”
Before the youth can retort the nurse has closed the distance and is looking him over, dragging him off to a cot.
You give a cheery wave and head back outside the nurses station and try to make your way back towards Sanae.
- - -
It takes a few minutes but you manage to find your way back to the balcony where she is set up.
Another battle is already underway, two Tengu are currently at a standoff, both a good distance from one another.
On the far end of the arena is a wolf Tengu wielding some form of ball and chain, while on the other is one wielding a bow… that… hardly seems fair.
“I miss anything interesting?” You ask, moving up besides the priestess.
She jumps a little when you speak. Apparently she was invested in the fight.
She then gestures down to the arena and nods. “Two lieutenants of the wall patrol are seeing who gets to fight their captain.”
A glance back down shows the ball and chain user spinning the weapon rapidly, it’s flashy, but it is also knocking arrows out of the air.
“Are you alright?”
You grin. “Course I am. Since when do I get hurt in fights?”
She gives you a look.
“No. I’m fine, got a bit of a power boost and I’m not half bad when actually usually my power reserves and not dodging balls of energy.”
She looks at you curiously, now fully distracted from the fight. “A power boost? How’d you manage that?”
You roll up your sleeve, revealing… nothing… right.
You shake your head. “The goddesses offered to make me a Shinshi, I accepted before we left.”
“A… Shinshi? You became a servant of the shrine?” She asks, an odd expression on her features.
You smile. “Yep, now I’m the official family pet, got a contract and everything.”
“So… you are staying at the shrine then for the foreseeable future?”
You nod. “Yeah, went the full step to throw in my allegiance.”
The expression twitches a little. Then a full happy smile forms, roughly the same size as when you dropped her in Tokyo.
Then with no warning you are hit in the chest with an Intercontinental Ballistic Miko. You let out a gasp of air as she collides with your midsection, arms wrapped around you in a hug.
“Yes!” She hops up and down a little. “You will not regret this!”
You glance down at her. “You know you said the exact same thing to me two weeks ago. I remember distinctly regretting it multiple times.”
She giggles. “Hush you, don’t ruin this.”
You heard a loud BANG, and you glance back towards the Arena. The Tengu with the ball and chain has the weapon wrapped around the legs of her opponent and is currently slamming her repeatedly into the ground.
“I think you're going to have to call a victor here in a moment.” You say, ruffling her hair a little.
She lets go and hops over to the railing again, a noticeably spring to her step as she does so.
“Victor! Silea!”
- - -
The tournament goes on for the rest of the day, barring a quick lunch break you spend the entirety of it watching fights.
Mostly fun to watch at the very least, and nobody challenges the Moriya again for the rest of the tournament.
Aze calls the conclusion, no apparent shake up in the ranks today, a new captain of the wall squad and a few lieutenants changing position about the most of it.
Still, an interesting promotion system.
You find yourself back in the main hall again, standing in front of Aze. It’s empty barring a few guards and Sanae.
“Good showing today, the Moriya going to be around for the feast tonight?” Aze asks.
Sanae nods. “Suwako stated she would attend, however we have duties back at the temple.”
Aze grins. “Understandable. Good fighting today Ayumu. Didn’t actually see you fight during the battle at the castle, so consider me pleasantly surprised.”
You grin back. “I aim to please.”
“Most of my younglings seem to think brute force will get them everywhere, leaves them stumped when someone hits them with something more than just strength. I appreciate you knocking a bit of that into Tanaka.” She explains.
“Youngling… is he your?” You trail off.
She nods. “The pups' one of mine yeah. Inherited my aggressiveness.”
“He certainly was eager.” You agree.
“He’s young, he’ll learn. But if you’ll excuse me I’ve got to invite in today’s winners.”
Sanae bows, which you mimic. “Of course Lord Aze.”
With that you both head out of the complex and into Tengu Village proper.
- - -
Suwako is already waiting for you in the square when you come back, she’s leaning against a pillar reading a scroll.
“Lady Suwako!” Sanae runs up. “Did everything go well?”
Suwako nods, snapping the scroll shut. “As well as it could have, got a new business deal with the Tengu. Should give us a bit more of an income.”
“Business?” You ask.
She smirks, pulling a small slip of paper out of her sleeve and handing it to you.
It’s miniscule, probably half an inch in either direction. On it written the Kanji for… Combat?
“Blessed talismans.” Suwako explains. “Not too hard to make now that we’ve got some faith to spare, and the Tengu being who they are will buy these like no tomorrow. They stick ‘em on their weapons and the like.”
You look it over, a question forming but she cuts you off. “Before you ask no, it wouldn’t effect you. You're already working with us.”
You nod and hand it back over to the goddess.
“Shall we head back to the temple then?” Sanae asks.
“Best we do ‘fore Kanako decides to cook.” Suwako replies.
With that you all head out of the village and take off in the air towards the temple.
- - -
You land on the grounds and make your way inside. It doesn’t have any new holes in it thankfully.
You all head for the dining room and find… no sign of Kanako actually.
“Where was she supposed to be today anyway?”
Suwako grunts. “She ended up talkin’ to the Buddhists as well as the villagers, apparently got in a bit of a scuffle… and she’s currently sleeping in her room. I’ll go fetch her.”
The goddess then moves off down the hallway while Sanae heads towards the kitchen, leaving you to your own devices.
Suwako returns a few minutes later, the missing goddess in tow.
Kanako looks like she’d much rather be anywhere else at the moment, and she does little more than make a zombie like groan to acknowledge your presence.
She perks up rather quickly as Sanae brings in dinner however, and you all eat and discuss the day's events.
Kanako apparently tried to hire some workers who were already affiliated with the Myouren temple. A follower of theirs apparently took offence and tried to start a fight. It was ended rather quickly but not before things got rather ugly.
Kanako repaired the damage but it took a lot out of her, so she’s been back sleeping.
She does enjoy the tales from the tournament however, and particularly enjoys the tale of her new servant winning his debut battle.
“Anything special tomorrow?” You ask.
Suwako shakes her head. “No, should be another free day for the most part, I would ask you help Sanae a bit in the morning though.”
“What are we going to be doing?”
Sanae speaks up, she hasn’t entered food mode once, having bene telling stories to Kanako. “We will be repairing an old reliquary out back near the arena.”
“Reliquary? I don’t remember seeing any structures back there.”
Kanako grins. “Now that we have more faith at our disposal we can revive some of our buildings again, some haven’t been around since we even came here.”
Suwako continues. “Aye, we aren’t near where we were when we first got fully setup, but this is still plenty to start up again. May as well start local again while Kanako figures out the roadside shrines.”
‘’Alright, I’m heading back to the Underground in two days for an appointment, besides that I do not have anything planned.”
Suwako looks at you curiously. “Appointment?”
You nod. “Meeting with one of the councilors.”
She adopts a thoughtful expression. “I think I may come to that actually, I’m curious about the situation.”
“I’m not against it, but you will need to be disguised.”
*Ribbit*
The goddess makes the same noise she does in frog form, then giggles. “I do not believe that will not be an issue.”
You shrug and look across the able. “Sanae?”
“Well…” She starts. “I was thinking about visiting the Kappa Village actually… for reasons.”
You smile. “Understandable, I’d choose video games over politics myself any day of the week, but sadly I’m much better at politics than I am at video games.”
- - -
You split up after dinner. Sanae and Kanako heading back to their rooms, while Suwako heads back to the Tengu village.
A glance out the front door shows it to be raining… a rather heavy downpour. In the distance you can hear the rumble of thunder.
You hop across the yard and into your thankfully dry house.
The storm came with little warning, it was a clear sky earlier today, it started when you were eating and has only gotten harder since.
A bit colder and it could have snowed.
You hang up your clothes to dry and look around the room, the same as you left it, your bed, your book, and your spellcards. It was a long day...
Chapter 44: Pieces of the Past
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You sit down on your bed and grab the book, flipping it open to where you left off, the heavy rain making a nice background noise to read by.
A crack of lightning illuminates the room briefly, before returning to the normal lighting of your lamp. It’s quite the heavy storm to come out of nowhere, but you can’t complain about the change. You’re sure the farmers are happy anyway.
Besides, isn’t it always nice to read in a storm?
You glance back down at the book and start reading again. It’s been rather dry for the most part, with only a few personal touches. The author is still unknown to you, as it has no marks or credit beyond the title.
So far it’s been almost entirely about the land itself, and what you have read so far has little to do with the landscape you’ve found yourself in, but you appear to have actually gotten to an interesting section.
‘The Hakurei shrine was founded over one thousand years ago at the time of this writing. Founded by Kikyou Hakurei, it was a shrine dedicated to exorcism and monster extermination. While it is a common belief that the Hakurei trained Shrine Maidens in the way of warriors, in this author’s opinion it is the other way around. Warriors trained at the Shrine to become maidens. ’
- - -
You wake up after a thankfully full night of rest. It’s mid-morning when you wake, you were up reading longer than you probably should have been. But it is still relatively dark outside, less the time change that comes with winter, and more the fact that is still raining quite heavily.
The patter of rain against the roof is still the same as it was the evening before, if not slightly lessened.
You haul yourself up and glance out the window. The grounds are surprisingly unflooded, small holes in the walls are allowing water out of the grounds… you suppose building on top of a mountain does in fact have its advantages.
You grab your work clothes, remembering what Suwako said you would be doing this morning, and head outside towards the bathroom. Ducking under the rain as much as you can as you make it across into the hallway.
You wonder what the merits of just standing outside in the rain as a fox would be. You’d certainly be cleaner, doubt you’d smell particularly pleasant though.
You finish up quick shower and head back into he hallway, cutting across through the main hall and into the dining room.
Sanae’s there, but no sign of either goddess.
“Where’s big god and little god?” You ask, sitting down across from her.
Today is apparently pancake today. You’ve noticed they aren’t particularly huge on native meals here, you don’t particularly have to mind about your weight either way.
… and Sanae could probably bench press you if she wanted to. So no worries on her part either.
She swallows what she was eating then replies. “Suwako is down in the forest working on some plants she was growing. And last I checked Kanako was still asleep.”
“Still asleep? I knew she has the pride of a cat…”
She giggles. “Kanako has always been a heavy sleeper when she had nothing to do. I believe she mentioned that it ‘sharpened the warrior instinct’.” She says, making air quotes with her fingers.
“Sounds like it would dull it to me.” You reply, setting up a plate for breakfast.
“Are we still working in this rain?”
She nods. “It would actually be beneficial if we do so, the ground is clay so it will be far easier to do what we need to work on.”
You shrug your shoulders. “If you say so.”
Breakfast is eaten at a rather leisurely place, the television going on about some political scandal far up north.
To be honest to stopped caring about politics roughly two hundred years ago… give or take a decade.
You head your separate ways after breakfast, Sanae heading back to her room to change out of her pajamas while you wait at the back door to begin work.
She returns a few minutes later, having changed into a rather rough pair of jeans and a hoodie.
The hoodie she is wearing is a dark green, complete with frog patterns on it. She’s got the hood up over her head, to block the rain you’d imagine.
She’s carrying two shovels, one she tosses to you as she approaches, then she looks outside.
“It’s down the back steps past the arena.” She says after a moment, turning back to look at you. “It’s not a very large building.”
She then walks outside into the rain, you following behind.
The stone stairs going down have turns into a miniature waterfall, the rain cascading down it and into the forest, forcing the two of you to walk down the hill through the mud.
It’s slow going, but you do eventually make it down to the large circular clearing.
It’s slightly flooded, but most of the rain is going off the sides here as well further into the forest, there’s a few large puddles centered in the craters however.
She walks through it and towards the back of it. You never noticed before, but there is actually a small rough path leading out the back of the arena further into the forest.
You do suppose the last two times you were here it was rather… busy.
It’s a rough path to be certain, with branches, rocks, and more than a little mud along the way. It thankfully doesn’t go past around fifty feet or so before you enter another, far smaller clearing.
Standing in the center of it is a partially buried building. Slightly smaller than most of the outlier buildings on the shrine’s grounds. Maybe a half dozen feet in both directions.
The roof is tile, though heavily chipped and has vines growing through it, the same goes for the wooden walls holding it up.
It’s sunken into the ground as well, probably a good two feet or so, leaving the door… or well the doorway just barely sticking up out of the ground as an entrance.
“Why this building in particular?” You ask.
She looks over the structure for a minute. “We will have to dig it out, along with probably a trench running from it to divert the water for the time being as we do so.”
She steps up under a tree for protection from the rain while she thinks. “I have supplies to replace the more damaged wood back at the shrine.”
You nod. “Yes… but that doesn’t answer my original question.”
She blinks, then blushes. “Sorry!”
She coughs into her hand. “Suwako explain it to me a long time ago. The shrine is an extension of their being. So when a piece of it is literally rotting it is… unpleasant.”
You nod. “That makes sense… but then why do they enjoy beating the crap out of it so much?”
She giggles. “Well that is more like bruising, they enjoy a fight as you are of no doubt aware. But a bruised limb is a far cry from an infected or rotting away one. So I’ve been fixing up what I can, but it was slow going until you came along.”
You nod again, then turn back to it. “Then let’s get started.” You hoist the shovel up onto your shoulder but find yourself stopped by her grabbing your arm.
“I’ll get started on the trench first, we will need a way to divert the water before we actually free up the structure. I’d like you to slip inside and see if there are any artifacts we need to take back to the shrine first.”
You look at her then back to the crumbling building. “You think they left something behind?”
She nods. “I’ve discovered plenty of trinkets and artifacts as I’ve uncovered buildings. The goddesses had to sleep for quite some time, and while important, the artifacts aren’t actually a part of them.” She explains.
“Barring a select few… they can’t sense them, so who knows, may be something important in there.”
You take another look at the structure. “Finder’s fee?”
She bops you on the back of the head. “Room and board, now shoo, I’ve got to start digging.”
You grin then turn into a fox, the shovel ringing as it hits the ground.
You bound across the clearing and duck into the buried doorway.
Your paws land onto a hardwood floor, thankfully far dryer than you expected. The roof has actually held up. Beyond a few dripping spots its miraculously not letting in any water.
You change back into a human as you get your bearings.
It appears to have been… actually you aren’t entirely sure. They said it was a reliquary, and indeed there are some interesting pieces. But there’s also an old tattered bedroll laying against the side and a small overturned table.
Against the far wall on a mount is a long staff with a knotted end. It’s carved of natural wood, with a golden grain running the length of it. It’s sitting above a series of shelves. Scroll holders set within them, though all have rotted away barring a few outliers.
There’s more pieces about as well, though mostly small decorative pieces. Incense boxes and the like for the most part.
Then something catches your attention just out of the corner of your eye.
Having fallen behind the shelf is a bit of jewelry. A golden bangle… you reach down and retrieve it from behind the shelf, giving it a look over.
It’s still shining brightly, the gold glinting ever so slightly in the faint light. It’s neither tarnished nor rusted, small gemstones run the length of it. Along it running end to end is a white snake, ending with a bright red eye made of ruby. Quite a piece…
You grab the scrolls, staff, and bracelet. Leaving the smaller artifacts behind. You shrink the scrolls using magic, as they have the highest chance of being ruined in the rain, stuffing them into your pocket.
You place the other two outside the doorway, then slip through as a fox.
Sanae’s already gotten a good start, having made a hole about a foot deep already, still digging down.
She’s a bit in front of the structure. The clearing is set on a small hill, so as she digs the water pools, the theory being she could continue digging to allow the water to flow from the freed structure down the mountain.
You change back into human form, grabbing the staff and bracelet as you do so.
“Decent haul.” You say, moving over to the shrine maiden.
She looks up from her work curiously.
“A staff?” She asks, then shakes her head. “Not important right now… just set them against the tree where I put your shovel, you can take them back to the temple later.”
You nod and take them over to the tree, setting the staff against the bark, and the bracelet on top of a root.
You then take your shovel and assist Sanae is digging.
- - -
It takes a good hour until you manage to dig a big enough path for the water to allow it to drain down the mountain. Then another hour on top of that to dig up enough dirt to free up the structure. Between both of your respective strengths it takes less than it would normally, doesn’t mean it isn’t miserable work though in this weather.
By the time you finish up with that it has thankfully finally stopped raining, the sun deciding to come out for the first time today.
You’re soaked from head to toe, though thankfully it’s damn near impossible for you to actually get sick.
Sanae stabs her shovel into the dirt and looks over the structure again.
You’ve successfully freed about a foot in each direction around the structure, freeing up enough to walk around it at the very least.
Now that you can see all of it there is still plenty of work ahead however.
The vines dig into the wood itself near the base, so consequently you’d be surprised if there’s any wood that doesn’t need to be replaced on the structure itself.
Sanae sighs then turns back to you, saying the first words you’ve spoken to each other in near three hours.
“I’ve packed lunch for myself, I want to get this done today if at all possible. The goddesses are back, well, ones back and ones awake.” She explains.
“If you want to head back to the temple for the rest of the day feel free, I’ll be taking a short break then I’ll start sizing up wood.”
She walks over to a tree and sits down against the roots, closing her eyes a bit as she rests.
It’s roughly noon, and you don’t really have any obligations for the rest of the day.
You’ll need to take the artifacts back to the temple… but that’s about it.
No reason not to help her finish up you suppose, but first…
You grab the artifacts and start carrying them back up the hill. This time you can use the steps thankfully, though you still must watch your footing on the wet stone.
You crest the top, beyond a puddle here or there the grounds are rapidly drying for the most part. You move the rest of the way across and into the back entrance.
You suppose you could just set them on the dining room table… but better idea.
You walk down the hallway and stop at the door. You adjust the staff in your hand a bit so you can reach up to knock on the door.
You hear a groan from the inside. Then a lethargic voice speaks up. “Come in.”
You open the door to Kanako’s room. The table is back in place, and the goddess is resting on a seat near her window, overlooking the grounds.
She turns your head as you enter, looking first at you, then at the artifacts. Her eyes widening as she sees them.
“Did you recover those from the reliquary?” She asks, an excited tone in her voice.
You walk over and gently set the bangle and staff on the table, then produce the scrolls and place them in a stack. They grow back to normal size as you do so.
“I did yes, a few items were ruined but these were still in decent enough condition.”
She moves over from the window to the table, looking over the staff curiously. “Yes… I remember Suwako being given this, it is little more than a scepter… but she would appreciate having it back.”
She then looks at the bangle. “Oh…”
She reaches down and picks it up, gingerly with just two fingers, as though it would disintegrate on contact.
She holds it up in front of her, watching the light glint off it.
“This…” She starts to speak, then stops as if to find the right words. “Do you remember Suwa shrine? From the dream?”
You nod. “Both from the dream and visiting it in person yes.”
“This was in the reliquary there. I had thought it lost after we were forced to move, Suwako and I were in a state of suspension during the process. By the time we woke up years later I believed it to be left behind.”
She runs her finger along the surface. “This was a gift, a very old gift.”
She slides her hand through it, the bangle finding a new home on her wrist, it fits perfectly.
She looks at it on her wrist, twisting her arm to see it at different angles. A smile makes it way onto her face, her mood visibly improving.
“It is good that you found this… thank you Ayumu.”
You shrug your shoulders. “Sanae asked me to check for artifacts as we got to work, but I thought you would appreciate seeing the ones I found… that and I wasn’t sure where to put them. I’m about to head back to help her with the rest.”
The goddess reaches down to pick up the staff, testing its weight in her hands.
“Another gift?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “Tribute.”
You look at her to continue but she sees fit to end he response there.
“Fair enough… I’ll head back then.” You turn to start heading out the door.
“Ayumu.”
You pause midstep.
“Why precisely do you see the need to… ” She starts to say but trails off.
You glance back over your shoulder. “Need to do what?”
She looks at you with an expression of consternation for a moment, then shakes her head again.
“Nothing… it is nothing. Go help Sanae.”
You stare at her, the nod and step through the door, closing it behind you.
You look down the hallway… it’s clear.
You lean against the wall next to the door, placing your ear against it.
All silence, then you hear a mumbling that you can’t quite make out.
Odd…
- - -
You step back away from the wall and walk softly down the hallway, towards the back entrance.
You head outside and down the steps into the arena again, then through it towards the reliquary.
You return to see Sanae leaning against the tree still, her lunch apparently already finished. She has a look of contentment on her face, a pair of earbuds in her ears that you assume are playing music. Her eyes are closed, and her breathing is slow, so she might even be sleeping.
Back to the structure she hasn’t done any work on it since you left, but you’ve only been gone for maybe five minutes so that isn’t surprising.
You know she’s going to have to replace most of the wood, but that doesn’t mean you can’t make it easier for her. You pop your claws out and get to work cutting and pulling the vines off the structure.
Most of the vines are long dead already, so beyond how their buried into the wood itself it isn’t too much trouble. It’s still slow going though, you’re afraid if you use too much strength you’ll rip the wood out from the structure itself.
… You haven’t gotten into a battle with Sanae yet, and with how the battles against her deities went you don’t want to experience that.
It’s a good fifteen minutes later when you hear a groan from across the small clearing. You pause from your task of separating a particularly dedicated vine to see Sanae rising up from her resting position.
She pops the earbuds out of her ears and dusts herself off a bit, before she glances towards the structure. A look of confusion on her face as she notices you for the first time since you’ve arrived.
“Ayumu? Did the goddesses need something?”
You shake your head. “Didn’t have anything else to do today, thought you’d appreciate the hand.” You say tugging at the vine for emphasis.
She smiles. “That is… appreciated. Thank you. I’ll go get started on the lumber.”
She walks past and starts making her way back up the hill, leaving you to your task.
You watch her leave then get back to work trying to get this stubborn vine out. Little bastard has managed to pierce the wood no less than three times before snaking into the tile roof.
“No I swear it was on fire when you left… you just didn’t notice.” You say to yourself as you try cutting at it again with your claws.
- - -
She returns about fifteen minutes or so later, you’ve finally moved on from that stubborn one onto the next wall. You’re about halfway done with all the walls at this point when she arrives carrying a stack of lumber in her arms.
There’s a satchel bag hanging behind her back, the hood’s down now and her long hair is tied off in a ponytail. Between both her arms are fresh planks of lumber that she sets down next to the tree you had placed the artifacts at.
She starts digging through the satchel as you continue working, eventually producing a hammer, a large container nails, and other assorted tools.
She then starts getting to work with pad and paper sizing up the planks that need replacing with the help of a long ruler.
“I d’ ‘pshiate dis’ “ Sanae says, a pencil in her mouth as she measures one of the planks to start cutting.
You chuckle. “I’m terrible sorry, I speak multiple languages, but not that one I’m afraid. Could you try Japanese? French or English would work as well.”
She finishes making her measurement then pulls the pencil out of her mouth. “I said I DO appreciate this.”
You nod. “I work for the shrine now, and you need the extra pair of hands. Besides… we're friends, aren’t we?”
She stares at you for a moment, then nods with a bright smile. “I would say so yes!”
She then returns to her work, finishing up her measurements as she starts sawing.
…
It’s a pretty day out now that the rain is gone, a bright sun is shining doing its damnedest to dry the landscape.
The gentle sound of birdsong is mixed with the sound of a saw on lumber, and sound of snapping vines.
It’s been awhile since you’ve had downtime with Sanae where you weren’t investigating, spying, or fighting something.
Chapter 45: Ostracized and Overexcited
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“So… what do I need to do for training around here?” You ask, pulling at a vine.
She looks up from her sawing work. “Training?”
You nod. “I have some new spellcards, yours included that I need to learn how to use, and I need to get better at spellcard dueling in general.”
You grimace. “I know how to fight… but what I’ve experienced so far is a bit outside of my expertise.”
She adopts a thoughtful expression. “Well… I trained with Suwako and Kanako as we all learned the system together. If you’d like I could help walk you through some things, Kanako and Suwako would be open to spar as well.”
“Not… that I don’t appreciate that.” You say. “But the last time I fought with Suwako and Kanako they didn’t exactly use… restraint.”
She shakes her head. “I can talk to the goddesses about it, you’ll need some more practical experience anyway. Things have been rather hectic, so we haven’t been able to talk about the actual rules and types of cards.”
“Well you haven’t take a turn at beating the stuffing out of me, want a go at it?”
She giggles. “Tempting, but no. Not near the reliquary.”
“Fair point, I’m just trying to get the full set of Moriya fox murder. I’ve been beaten in by Kanako’s firepower, and Suwako’s trickery… of which I want a rematch for the record. Now that I know her shenanigans I do believe I can out... shenanigan her.”
You then look at her thoughtfully. “You know I don’t actually know your specialty. I mean Kanako’s flashy and obvious… I assume Suwako’s is her snakes and rings, but you’re a bit trickier.”
She shrugs her shoulders.
“My specialties are the goddesses and miracles. I can summon their power for my cards, though I’m not sure if you’ve seen me use one of those. While my own cards are based around miracles.”
“Miracles?” You ask.
She nods. “Since I’ve been connected to the goddesses I have been granted the ability to cause miracles. Making it rain, healing, things of that nature. My spellcards reflect that.”
“So your ability that has healed me several times?” You trail off.
She nods again. “That is a miracle… think of it less like wishing for something to happen and more like… say the best possible outcome occurring, no matter the chance.”
“But it isn’t coming from your spellcards per se?”
She smiles. “Yes, I gained the ability when I was young before I came to Gensokyo.”
“That must have been helpful.”
She looks back towards the shrine. “To an… extent, but my abilities were based on the power of the goddesses as their conduit. So in Osaka I couldn’t really… use the full extent of my abilities. Here I can, though the greater ones are still draining and can take days.”
“Greater?” You ask.
“Things like… restoring a barren field or curing an epidemic. Something that is on a large scale. It takes days of preparation, but the results are worth it.”
You look at her curiously. “I haven’t seen you doing anything like that since we arrived, though it has been busy.”
“Well… Suwako has been taking care of the crops ever since she got her power back, her and the Aki. As for epidemics and such things they are rare here, there is little outside contamination that can happen… but it has before.”
You nod and go back to pulling vines while she starts cutting the lumber.
- - -
In due time you’ve removed the last of the vines and move on top helping her replaced planks around the building.
It’s slow going, the planks are easy enough to remove but you must be careful you aren’t removing anything load bearing. To that end it’s mostly Sanae putting in the new pieces while you quite literally hold up the roof.
“So are we moving this after we’re done?”
She makes a ‘hmm’ sound. “The goddesses didn’t mention it, as it's on the ground so they can do whatever they like with it I suppose. We aren’t going to move it ourselves however.”
“Does that apply to buildings outside of the shrine that are under the Moriya influence? I know they basically teleported that house that I’m staying in now.”
She shakes her head. The sound of nature is being drowned out by the rhythmic banging of her hammer against the wood.
“Not that I am aware of, this shrine is the main one and the most important one… so they basically speak of it as an extension of themselves. I do not know fully how it works to be perfectly honest. It would make sense if they had the ability to manipulate the branch areas however…”
She returns to hammering as a thought comes to you.
*Bang* *Bang* “Did you know Alice has a giant mecha hanger by the way?” *BANG*
The hammer skips off the plank, slipping out of her grasp and ricocheting back to land on the grass. She makes a startled sound as she jerks out of the way of the flying hammer.
“You alright down there?”
She grumbles and goes to retrieve the hammer. “No pranks while I’m working please.”
“Not a prank!” You say indignantly. “You know that giant doll of hers? That tower attached to her house is the hanger for the thing. Scaffolding, spare pieces, little dolls flitting about with magical power tools, the works!
“I saw it when I visited her house. She was working on additional armaments for the thing while I was there, it was rather impressive to be honest. Thought you would get a kick out of it.”
She stares at you, searching your face. “Really?”
You nod. “Really, even had the whole ‘bigger than the inside than it was on the outside’ gimmick. Rather mad scientist like, though I can’t complain about the results. Saved my fur last time.”
She looks back towards the shrine. “Are you… going back to Alice’s house anytime soon by chance?”
“Weeeeell…” You say, drawing out the syllable. “Not particularly, I mean I did thank her and I do value other peoples privacy. Don’t really see the need to see her again for… the foreseeable future to be honest.”
She makes a distressed sound, not unlike a puppy who sees a particularly delicious meal that she can’t get to.
“She does make good tea though, suppose I could make a visit at some point, maybe when I get back from the Underground.”
She nods vigorously. “Yes, that would be wise, as she helped in the incident it would be good to make understood the Moriya are truly appreciative of her efforts. I will be going with you to make sure she understands that.”
You chuckle. “A wise decision, now let’s get this finished before it’s dinner time.”
- - -
It’s a long days work but you finish just as the sun is starting to set. The walls have been replaced, a few of the older boards were arguably good enough to continue being part of the structure. But it looked rather odd mixed with the new lumber so you both decided to just swap them out entirely.
Now all it needs is a new door and a good chunk of the roof tiles replaced.
“I suppose we’ll be getting to the tiles at some other point?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “I will most likely be finishing that up tomorrow while you are in the Underground. Should be done by the time you get back unless you get into a fight.”
“I think Suwako will be coming with me, so I don’t particularly have anything to worry about if that happens. She’s tiny but packs a hell of a punch… or ring for that matter. Do they ever like tag team? Suwako rides Kanako’s shoulder into battle and they overkill things together?”
Sanae giggles. “I am afraid not, I don’t think eithers… pride would allow them to do such a thing.”
You pack up the tools and start making it back up the steps, now fully dry.
“So… question, something I’ve been wondering about for awhile.”
“Yes?” She asks.
You turn to look at her, both of you about halfway up the steps.
“Why the neon green hair?”
She blinks, not having expected that question in particular.
“Well…” She starts, then pauses trying to figure out how to answer that.
“When I was in school… I wasn’t exactly the most popular student, I mentioned in the past that nobody wants to talk to the weird kid who talks to invisible people.” She explains.
“I could do miracles… to the extent that the goddesses had the power to give but barring the elderly nobody took it seriously. If nobody believes in the miracle it cannot function… so there wasn’t any real luck there either so…”
She glances away for a moment.
“I decided just to cut contact altogether a bit before we moved to Gensokyo. I dyed my hair this color and became an outcast, deliberately. I stopped going to school and stayed at the shrine until it came to be the time to leave.”
You look at her concerned. “You ostracized… yourself?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “I was already, this was just me making it final on my own terms. At that point most people thought I was either insane or had second year syndrome. When I came to Gensokyo I found that I couldn’t change it back, I’m now green down to my roots.”
You wave your hand, starting from the base of the skull black bleeds through her hair, the bright green changing to the familiar black from the dream.
She holds up a strand curiously in front of her face.
“Do you prefer it to be black?”
She allows it to drop from her fingers.
“While I was born with black hair, I much prefer the me of now, to who I was back then in Osaka. The green hair is part of that. Besides, the goddesses have purple and blond, I have to stand out somehow don’t I?” She asks with a smile.
You chuckle and allow the illusion to fade. “I suppose that’s fair enough.”
… But not really that healthy either.
- - -
You make it the rest of the way up the steps and into the temple itself. Suwako is already at work making dinner while Kanako is sitting on the couch, the bangle still on her wrist as she is reading some form of novel.
The television is on some nature documentary, serving as background noise.
Sanae moves past to head to her bedroom while you step inside the dining room.
Kanako looks up as you enter. “Is the work finished?”
You nod. “For the most part. The walls are replaced, it’s been drained, and the vines have been removed. Roof still needs to be replaced… and the structure relocated for that matter.”
“That is good, are you still going to the Underground tomorrow?”
You nod again, taking a seat at the table. “In the morning yes, meeting the Devil councilor… not as myself, I’m sounding them out at the moment.”
“Howso?” She asks.
“They think I’m a representative of a non-existent Fox clan, most likely to open trade or something similar. I don’t expect it to actually go anywhere, but I can use it to get some information from the Devil’s leader about the situation in the Underground at the moment.” You explain.
“I can also ask about their opinions on the various deities as a ‘newcomer’ to the realm of Gensokyo.”
You push your hand up through your hair, sighing as you do so. “As I said, I don’t expect too much, but I didn’t want to introduce myself as a member of the shrine either. The Demon councilor is apparently out for the week in Makai, and Yuugi’s returned to the Oni village. So the visit tomorrow is currently my only lead."
The goddess crosses her arms. “I am coming with you.”
Oh dear…
“Are you certain that is wise? Do keep in mind that it will be under disguise.”
She snorts. “I have no issue with such a thing… just turn me into a fox or some such. I wish to hear their opinions for myself.”
“If you are certain that is wise.” You say carefully.
“It is.” She says with finality.
…This can only end poorly.
- - -
Sanae arrives a bit later, apparently having decided to take a shower. You suppose you could lick yourself clean but you’d probably be kicked out of the house.
Suwako enters shortly afterwards with plates of food and you all eat in relative silence until near the end of it.
“Meet me out front at the break of dawn tomorrow and we’ll leave Ayumu.” Suwako says, swallowing a mouthful of rice.
You nod, then point your chopsticks to Kanako. “She’s coming too.”
Suwako looks up at the other goddess with confusion clear as day on her features, but Kanako ignores it, seeing fit to focus entirely on her meal.
Knowing them however they are probably still talking to each other even if you cannot hear it.
You split afterwards, each heading your separate ways.
It will be an early day tomorrow, so might as well start relaxing early. A nice day of politics!
You enter into your house, taking off the clothes you’ve been wearing all day.
Some interesting things today you suppose, but you have a feeling you are only in for more surprises going forward.
You glance into the room, a bed, a stack of spellcards, and a book... well you aren’t in much of a mood for staying up reading to be honest, you may just take it with you tomorrow to finish while you wait. There isn’t that much left to it.
Chapter 46: Back in the Game
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Kanako’s announcement surprised you, you wonder how much of it is her curiosity, and how much of it is guilt. To be honest she hasn’t expressed much in the way of guilt about… well anything so far. She’s apologized but you don’t know if she actually sees what happened as fully… her fault.
Either way you will need to try and take charge tomorrow, this is your skillset… and you may be working for the shrine now but you started this before as a means of payback. So it would be best if she left you to your work.
That goes for Suwako as well.
You lay back onto your bedroll and try to get some rest. You have a nice full day of politics ahead of you… here’s hoping for the best.
- - -
You wake up after a full night of sleep.
The sun is just barely starting to rise… about six in the morning you wager, you’ll need to leave in a little over an hour so best get moving.
You take extra time in the shower and shave when you get out of it. You’ll need to pick up a new razor at some point… you do suppose you could borrow one of the swords but you’d prefer a more… precise touch.
You head through the main hall and into the dining room. Both goddesses are there already, with no sign of Sanae.
Neither are eating either, Suwako’s reading the paper while Kanako appears to either be asleep or meditating.
You rap on the wood to get their attention as you stand in the doorway. “Sanae not awake yet?”
Kanako’s eyes open slowly, then focus on you. “No… Sanae is still asleep. We did not give her any tasks this morning.”
You look at her curiously. “She’s not fixing up that building?”
She shakes her head. “She will be later this afternoon, however Suwako deigned to give her the morning off. Starting tomorrow she will be making more frequent trips out to proselytize in the Human Village so she will be busy.”
Suwako continues, closing the paper as she does so. “We had to stop it while the incident was ongoing. Now that it’s over it’s back to business as usual.”
“I don’t suppose I’ll need to perform the monk role at some point as well?” You ask.
Suwako grins. “Weeeell… you’re more of a servant really, so I’d guess you’d do whatever I’d tell ya.”
“I don’t do Birthday’s Bar Mitzvah’s or Coming of Age days. I did do a Debutante once though… and I’ve always wanted to experience a Quinceañera.”
“Quincean-what-now?” Suwako asks, looking confused.
“It’s an old Spanish tradition. Young girls once they reach a certain age are taken to fight each other in pitched battles for the amusement of their family. Usually a bloodbath, but I think Kanako would enjoy it.”
You finish entering the room, taking a seat next to the table. “When is Sanae’s birthday anyway? I’m assuming neither of you two have one?”
Suwako nods. “I couldn’t… honestly tell you when I came into being.”
“And I forgot long ago.” Kanako replies.
“Sanae as best we could figure was born ‘round mid-December. She didn’t exactly come with paperwork." Suwako explains.
“So… her birthday is next month?”
She nods. “It’s when we’ve always celebrated it anyway.”
You groan. “Well… now I have to work don’t I… or mooch off the Aki for vegetables.”
The goddess chuckles. “Two weeks and she’s already got ya wrapped around ‘er little finger, doesn’t she?”
You nod. “What can I say, your daughters adorable.”
She gives you the smile only a proud parent can, and out of the corner of your eye you can see a little uptick on Kanako’s face as well.
- - -
You make yourself a quick bite to eat from the kitchen, it seems the goddess chose to forgo eating this morning. You don’t suppose they have to eat at all, but you’d imagine it’s good for the nerves.
You walk with them outside the shrine onto the front grounds. The valley below is covered in fog, the light not having quite dispersed it yet.
“So…” You begin. “Today it will be a meeting with the Devil Councilor… whom I know next to nothing about so this will be mostly winging it. But I have practice… believe me.”
You turn to look at Suwako. “Are you coming as a Frog or as a Fox?”
There’s a burst of smoke from where the goddess is standing, and when it clears…
A young woman is standing there, long black hair going down to her shoulders. She’s dressed in a Purple Kimono with a flower motif. A mischievous smile is on her face as she looks at you.
“Close…” You say, waving your hand. As you do so a pair of black fox ears appear on her head along with four tails.
“I didn’t know you could shapeshift.” You say, looking at her new form curiously.
She reaches up to tug on the ears a little. “To an extent, I can transform into those who’ve worked for the Shrine in the past. They leave an imprint… but Beanpole can’t do it.”
You look over to Kanako. She’s staring at Suwako’s new form. “Takami? Are you sure certain that is wise?”
Suwako shrugs. “Certainly nobody here would know her, ‘sides you got any better ideas?”
Kanako grunts and turns to you.
“You aren’t going as yourself, that would be a hilariously bad idea. Any preference?”
She shakes her head.
Hmm…
Got it.
You wave your hand over her, concentrating as you do so. Before your eyes Kanako changes.
She loses about a foot in height, coming to be around your size, if a little shorter than Suwako’s new form.
Her purple hair lightens to a more orchid color. You keep it the same cut, only lengthening it a little down to a bit below the shoulders.
Her outfit changes to a Kimono like Suwako’s. But in a red dye with a wind pattern. A pair of light purple ears pop up on her head, and five tails behind her.
She looks over herself, catching one of the tails to look at it.
“You know I’ve never met a fox that had such an odd color… but I suppose in Gensokyo anything is possible.” You say, watching her with amusement as she pokes at the illusionary fur.
“We’re foxes of the Hando clan, newly arrived in Gensokyo, I’d suggest letting me do the talking. Anything you want for a name Kanako?”
She drops the tail, turning to look at you.
“Yasakatome.”
You stare at her.
…
“Right so your name is Murasakino.”
The goddess lets out a squawk of annoyance.
“A good alias is not an alias that contains your name.”
The goddess grumbles and crosses her arms, looking across the valley.
Suwako… Takami giggles and pats the goddess on the shoulder.
You change your form to the six tails you were when the entered the embassy, and with a slightly annoyed goddess you head off towards the underground.
- - -
You reach the entrance and head down it, the heated air a bit of a shock in your system coming from the crisp Winter morning.
You reach the bottom quickly, it’s the same as the last time you were here. Nobody else is around however besides Parsee on the bridge… and what appears to be a group of Goblins walking parallel of the river towards the east.
Picks are on their shoulders, though they look like they are finished for the day if the dirt and grime is anything to go by.
Parsee is sitting on top of the railings, idly kicking her legs in the air and singing a tune you don’t recognize.
You start walking across it, the goddesses close behind.
You make it halfway across… then past Parsee. She… if she notices your presence doesn’t seem to particularly care. You watch her warily as you make your way across… but as you reach the other side she doesn’t so much as glance in your direction.
You get about a hundred yards away before you let out a sigh of relief.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to her… she’s… odd.”
Suwako chuckles. “She’s a demon of jealously, being odd is the least of her problems.”
- - -
You head through the gates of the village, it’s a busy morning. There’s a bit of a traffic jam you are forced to avoid. A large group of carts staffed by Goblins filled with ore apparently ran into a building causing a bit of a… incident.
You cut your way through alleys until you make your way into the village square, then head west towards the smaller square with the embassy buildings.
It’s relatively quiet all things considered, and you make your way together towards the Devil embassy. Suwako lets out an appreciative whistle as you approach it.
“You been here Murasa?” She asks.
Kanako doesn’t reply until Suwako reaches over to tap her on the head, apparently having forgotten what her new name was.
She shakes her head. “I have not, I never worked with the Devil embassy. It is certainly… flashy.”
You enter the building, it’s quieter this early in the morning, with just a few Youkai moving about that don’t work for the embassy itself.
The clerk from before isn’t here unfortunately… but you should still be in the system.
You walk through the lobby and stop at the desk, a Devil noticing you as you approach.
Mocha hair tied up in a bun framing a pointed face with blue eyes. She’s dressed business casual. Far more of the office worker look than the ‘sexy secretary’ her coworker was going for.
She looks up at you and the disguised goddesses curiously. “Can I help you?”
You nod, leaning across the counter. “Foxes from the Handa clan, we were here to meet the councilor?”
She pulls out a piece of paper from the desk, studying it. She then nods with a smile. “Yes… I have you here, she would be ready to meet you in about fifteen minutes.”
You smile. “Thank you… and if you don’t mind me asking, could you tell me a bit about her? ...Apologies I am assuming it’s a her.”
She smiles back. “Lady Irikuma a good ambassador, but I am afraid there isn’t much I could tell you about her, she mostly stays in her office. She will be summoning you in just a bit in you wish to take a seat?” She asks, gesturing the seating area behind you.
You nod and head back, the goddesses in tow. You take seats next to each other while you think it over. Suwako’s looking around curiously while Kanako looks more than a little apprehensive.
Chapter 47: Underground Politics
Chapter Text
Right… so first thing is to find an in with the factions down here. You have seen multiple instances of trade… and the Moriya are in a prime spot to do it. The questions are of course… how. You’ll need to dig into that a bit more and the councilor can help with that.
The Handa can be a clan of merchants after all, certainly not unheard of for foxes.
It will also be your best opportunity to learn more about the other clan heads… you feel you have a good idea about Satori and Yuugi already but Tabitha eludes you for the time being.
And lastly she would be your best source for a general opinion on the Underground debacle… well from her faction at least. It’s a dangerous subject with the goddesses around but one you have to broach. You suppose if things go south you have one hell of a backup party.
If you are going to be working with Lady Irikuma in the future it would be good to know her stance on it.
The goddesses don’t say anything while you wait, Suwako still looking around curiously, while Kanako has decided now that the floor is worthy of all her attention.
It’s about fifteen or so minutes before the clerk calls you back up to the desk and directs you to the set of stairs.
“Just go straight up the stairs and then down the hall; it’s the big set of double doors in the back. Just knock and announce yourselves.”
You thank her and head up the stairs, the goddesses in tow close behind.
It’s once again an office that wouldn’t be out of place in Japan, fine red carpeting is the flooring of a long hallway that stretches the length of the building. On the sides are doors, some open, some closed. Those open revealing either large work rooms or smaller offices… all staffed by Devil’s of course.
At the end of the hallway is a large set of double doors as described. Intricate, made of fine wood with red paint running through the various designs set upon them. Figures of devil’s and myths, a few you recognize, but most you don’t. It appears mostly Abrahamic.
Fitting you suppose…
You reach them and check the goddesses behind you. “Anything before we begin?” You ask in a quiet voice.
Suwako shakes her head, while Kanako looks past you towards the door staring at it like it would divulge the occupant within. She then shakes her head and looks towards you.
You nod to the two of them. “From here on out I’m Akio… I’ll drive.”
You reach up and knock on the door, the sound loud against the heavy wood.
The designs on the door glow briefly, then with a loud creaking sound they slowly open inwards revealing…
Not an office for starters.
A field of wheat goes off into the distance. Planted and growing on rolling hills and around a long and straight river. It’s… morning it appears, just like it is outside. The sun is cresting a hill casting a bright orange light over the area.
Center of which is a farmstead. A short building made of dark thatch, a single chimney going into the sky that smoke is funneling out of, and a wooden porch out front with a series of rocking chairs… all in all rather pleasant.
You hear an appreciative while behind you, you don’t look behind to check who did it, but you’ll go ahead and assume it was Suwako.
You start walking between the crops on a cobbled path leading up to the house, the goddesses following behind.
You walk up the steps onto the porch and reach up to knock on the door, but it opens before you do so.
The inside is... quaint, a small table is in the center of the room with several wooden chairs. Along the walls are old shelves with various knick knacks and the like. The fireplace is burning in the corner.
You step onto the wooden floor and it all ripples around you.
The walls of the building fall onto themselves, while the floor tears itself apart as darkness envelops you.
Then, like someone flipping on a switch the world comes back into view.
You are back in the long hallway, the two double doors wide open revealing a large office. Tall columns hold up a domed roof, the ceiling of which is stained glass allowing light into the room. Various paintings line the walls of figures you don’t recognize, while in the center towards the back is a large desk.
Large and well crafted it is in front of a long and tall window overlooking the city behind. Sitting behind it in a fine leather chair is a woman.
She’s mature, looking more similar to Kanako or Byakuren than most you’ve met so far. Most people in Gensokyo you’ve noticed tend to not look their age… not that appearance was ever a good indicator to begin with.
Long white hair goes down to her shoulders before being tied off. Her face is sharp and well defined, with a pair of golden yellow eyes looking at you all with a mix of curiosity and amusement.
She’s dressed in your standard politician’s getup, a blue suit with a tie, you can’t see below the waist but you’d assume she has a matching skirt. Unlike the other devil in a suit you’ve met this one is buttoned up and more proper.
You step inside, the door closing behind you and the goddesses automatically.
A trio of chairs sit in front of the desk, smaller, but leather like their bigger cousin.
As you approach you speak up. “That was an interesting entrance, your summer home?”
She leans across the desk a little. “Oh? What did you see?”
You move forward to lean against one of the seats. “A farmstead, rather lovely actually, reminds me of ones I’ve seen in the past.”
The goddesses move to flank you. Suwako speaks up. “I saw an old city. A very old city.”
Kanako merely grunts.
The devil smiles a bit wider. “Fascinating. The front door is charmed to present a sense of calm, the magic must have backfired my apologies. The clerk should have warned you about that beforehand.
…Somehow you doubt that.
The devil giggles. “But where are my manners.” She stands up from the desk to bow. “I am Irikuma, leader of the Devil’s here in the underground. I was told you are the Handa clan?”
You bow in return and nod. The goddesses thankfully mimicking the gesture, though Kanako rather slowly.
“That would be the case yes. I am Akio, and these are my associates Takami and Murasakino.” You say while gesturing to the two.
She in response gestures to the seats in front of the desk. “Please.”
You do so, you in the middle with the goddesses on either flank.
“So what can I do for the Handa clan today?” She asks.
You cross your legs and lean back a little, making an effort to appear comfortable and calm… to be honest you are. It’s hard not to be when flanked by two war gods, but the appearance matters as well.
“We of the Handa are new arrivals in Gensokyo and were hoping to open up relations with the Underground. To that end we have sought out the council members… you would be the first we are actually meeting with.”
“Oh?” She asks with a smile on her face. “And you are aware that outsiders aren’t allowed to enter the Underground correct?”
You blink… “Actually no I wasn’t, are we not allowed to come down here?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “The treaty with Gensokyo stated we can freely travel out… but no reverse traffic unless you are an inhabitant of the Underground already… of course nobody really polices that treaty. But do keep it in mind. Besides…”
She leans forward a bit more onto the desk. “Foxes are exactly known for following the rules now are they?”
You smile, uncrossing your legs to lean forward a little, mimicking her action. “I’m afraid I cannot prove or deny that myself. I don’t suppose you’d mind if I ask you some questions? It’s why we are here after all.”
She returns the smile, waving her hand idly through the air. “By all means.”
“Well for starters…” You think about it a moment. “I’ve wandered the village a bit at this point and have seen clear evidence of trade… along with crops that I doubt grow down here… What are your sources and what precisely do you need if you don’t mind me asking?”
She pauses, apparently the question was more than she was expecting for an opener.
She then sits up a bit straighter and appraises you again.
“Well… for starters as you so mentioned no, beyond some varieties of edible fungus nothing grows down here. The more delicate grains were usually bartered for, taken as offerings, or stolen. Same goes for hops.
But with the route to the surface now being more open we actually do have trade going on with the Human Village, slow as it may be. However we always are in need of lumber and more material goods. Stone is the least of our issues, but if you could across a good source of lumber and soil most would trade for it gladly.”
“Soil?” You ask.
She nods. “We import clay and loam from the surface, it’s more stable to build on than rock, and it does allow some crops to grow if carefully taken care of, though it needs to be replaced regularly.”
You nod as well. “I think we could certainly look into that… and I do suppose I can see how both would be important to those living Underground. What of more… comfort items? Like clothes and pottery?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “Clothes are done by the weavers guild, spider silk fabrics, though they have been experiencing a bit of a boom lately now that more Human designs… outsider especially are available for inspiration.
“As for pottery, there is certainly a shortage of clay. There are pockets of it underground but the landscape is wrong for it to be here in abundance. Most of what we had was taken or offered, but once again now that trade is opened it is coming in more frequently.”
She then frowns. “But unfortunately, with the kind of Youkai that live in the forests the caravans get attacked from time to time, but not enough to harm trade in the long term.”
You nod at the new information. “Thank you, and what of the other council members? I heard mention of a Miss Satori, Yuugi, and… Tabitha if I’m correct?”
She smiles again. “I see your ‘wander around town’ ended up giving you good information! But yes, they are the other council heads. I’m afraid outside of a political angle I couldn’t tell you much about them. Most of my duties remain here in the council building.
The Oni don’t have a building as such, and I assume you’ve seen the Demon headquarters already. Satori lives outside of town in her mansion. I’m afraid for their opinions on things you would have to ask them, but as for the trade situation it is mostly similar. Though of course different groups have different interests.”
“And what would your interests be?” Suwako speaks up from your right. Her accent is gone, as is her normal way of speaking for the most part.
The Devil turns to regard her. “Well me personally I’m always one for those little ceramic dolls the Humans are so fond of! But as for the Devil’s I am afraid that is asking me to speak very broadly.
I suppose food for the most part, like everyone else unless we want to subsist on what little grows down here and cave animals we must have our meals imported. Of course do keep in mind hardly all Devils live underground! Though we have made a comfortable place for ourselves here.”
Suwako nods and leans back in her seat a little, tapping her fingers against her arm. Her gaze then turns outside, looking over the village while Irikuma turns back to you.
“But as I was saying, I am afraid I cannot tell you much, we don’t have particularly frequent meetings. I do see Tabitha from time to time, but she frequently has to go back to her homeland on business.” She explains.
“Thank you.” You say… not new information per se, but little by little it helps.
“And lastly little by little I’ve been hearing about previous incidents, we foxes can take care of ourselves of course. But I heard of one affecting the Underground. Could you tell me more about it?”
You hear a sucking of breath besides you to your left.
Irikuma looks at you for a moment, her expression searching. She then pushes up from her seat and looks out over the landscape.
After a she moment she points out the window towards the Palace.
“There’s a group of gods living on top of the mountain. The Moriya. They tried to mess with the natural order of the things and it bit them in the ass. Haven’t really seen them since beyond an odd visit to the village.
They attempted to create some form of reactor by granting obscene power to a Hellbird, said bird tried to kill all of us in fire. I was there at the time, it wasn’t exactly pretty. It’s over now, and we haven’t had an incident since.” She turns back around, leaning against the glass, the light from the village framing her rather ominously.
“They aren’t exactly welcome around these parts, so I wouldn’t really worry about them. Any other questions?”
… That seems to be a rather touchy subject.
“Apologies, wasn’t trying to bring up bad memories…” You change the subject back onto economics and the conversation lasts another ten minutes or so. Kanako doesn’t say a word the entire time, and beyond the odd question Suwako doesn’t either.
- - -
You bid your goodbyes to Irikuma and head out the door, you put your finger to your lips and gesture for them to follow before anything is said.
You keep your silence until you are fully out of the building and back onto the village square. You make your way to a less crowded spot before you speak up again.
“Well… that was… both better and worse than I expected.”
Kanako crosses her arms and turns to look towards the building with a complicated expression on her -face.
“Well I suppose ya got some useful info, but I fail to see how it could be much worse.” Suwako replies. Her normal accent slipping through.
You chuckle. “Not one for politics? She played her cards rather openly, she gave some useful information as to what they want in the long run, in terms of goods anyway. “ You explain. “But more than that she was rather honest on her opinions as well… that I can work with. It’s those who bottle it up or are evasive that cause problems.”
You shrug your shoulders with a grin. “Besides, she was mostly probing us.”
Suwako gives you a questioning looking but you shrug your shoulders. “Politics. Though I’m still curious about that trick in the beginning.”
You nods and looks back towards her sister goddess, still staring at the building. “You okay?”
Kanako turns to her look at her after a moment and nods. “Come, let’s go back to the Shrine.”
You nod as they both start moving past you and you begin to foll-
You blink… odd, for a moment there it looked like someone was tugging at Suwako’s sleeve. A young girl wearing yellow and green with a large black hat…
You shake your head, politics did always stress you out… but after stopping enough clan wars you tend to get used to it for better or ill. Not that it ever did you much good in the long run.
You follow them back up to the surface, only still about ten in the morning, you’ll be having lunch shortly after you get back to the temple with how early you ate breakfast, so that leaves the question of what to do with the rest of the day.
Chapter 48: Update on Overkill
Chapter Text
Kanako is looking up towards the shrine, an interesting expression on her face, one of both frustration and worry. Suwako is looking up at her, with just an expression of worry in comparison.
You raise a hand to get their attention, both of them turning to look at you curiously as you speak.
“Could I borrow you both for a bit? Something I want to talk about.”
Suwako looks at you in confusion for a moment then smiles. She then gasps audibly and covers her mouth with her hands. She jumps up and down on her feet and looks between you and Kanako worriedly.
“It finally happened! Ya got beanpole pregnant!”
You snort. “Not hard-“
“Eloping!” Suwako shouts.
You look at the goddess. “No we-“
“Home-wrecker!”
You just stare at her as she waves her arms in the air, a bit faster and she may just take off.
You hear a snort and look over at Kanako she's trying not to smile... she’s failing.
Ah.
You turn back to Suwako. “Indeed, I have made her mine, now after seeing your other form I’m afraid I cannot help my attraction to you as well.”
Suwako backs up, covering her mouth with a sleeve as she eyes you warily.
“Ah’ll have you know I’m a pure maiden. Take yer nonsense somewhere else.”
You blink. “I thought you were Sanae’s ancestor?”
“SEMANTICS!” The little goddess yells.
You nod. “Fair enough, but I am afraid I can’t leave. You hired me remember? I even got a spellcard out of the deal.”
“Well I can unhire y-“ The goddess stops mid ramble looking at you in confusion. “You got a spellcard out of the deal?”
You grin and dig into your pocket. “It’s what I wanted to talk about.”
You produce the newest spellcard and offer it to Kanako who grabs it with clear interest.
“I made a new spellcard shortly after accepting the contract, got that thing. I have several new spellcards and was hoping to test them out… that and I still haven’t learned the intricacies of the system and had a few questions if you didn’t mind?”
Kanako looks the card over a few more moments before handing it over to Suwako.
The frog goddess holds it, a wide smile coming across her face as she scrutinizes it.
“Alternate training ground?” Suwako asks, looking up at Kanako.
The other goddess nods. “Come.”
She turns quickly and starts to lift slowly into the air, but she has the faintest hints of a smile on her face. It appears that improved her mood thankfully.
Suwako tosses you the spellcard and takes off after her, leaving you to follow.
- - -
It’s a decent flight as they take you to the other-side of the mountain, you’ve only been here when you were flying past it to go to the inverted castle.
It’s all forest on this side, and she’s hugging the mountain rather close to the point you can’t see the Shrine at the top.
She leads you on until coming to a stop above a clearing. It’s smaller than the one at the temple, maybe forty or so yards in each direction. Fair bit wilder too, a grass base instead of dirt that has grown naturally, along with branches and rocks strewn out over the place.
Both goddesses float down and land in the clearing, you following after.
Suwako sticks out her tongue and holds her hands out. Then with a loud CLAP, she slams them into each other, sending out a shockwave that shakes the earth and causes the grass and rocks to go flying off the ground.
What was once a grassy clearing is now dirt, with just the barest hint of growing grass.
The flying rocks collide with trees on the edge of the clearing, making several smaller cracking noises. You look back at the goddess who is smiling cheekily.
“So whatcha got?” She asks, hopping on her feet a little.
You produce the same card… right, lets see what this does. You breath in deeply then hold out your arm, card clutched in your grasp. You pump magic into it…
‘Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa’
A boom like lightning sounds throughout the clearing as a scythe of wind shoots out from the card, the speed and force of its passage tearing earth and plantlife out of the ground like an angry giant ripping the earth.
It moves and crashes with the speed of Suwako’s rings and the strength of Kanako’s pillars as it goes clear across the rest of the clearing before impacting a tree. The tree stands up about as well as you’d expect given the force behind it. Like a grenade going off the tree send showers of splinters and bark in every direction, before falling back onto the ground.
… There’s a deep gash in the wood where it hit cutting the tree near in half before the weight did the rest, while there is skinned bark going up maybe a foot and a half in each direction.
Nasty. And used maybe about as much magic as Scarlet Shoot.
You look down at the glowing card while Suwako lets out an appreciative whistle, hopping over to survey the damage.
“I see the card believes in as much restraint as you two do.” You say, carefully pocketing the card.
“So… what does that mean anyway? Fox Sign?” You ask.
Suwako’s still surveying the damage so Kanako chooses to answer in her stead.
“The spellcard is based on the person, I would assume that is based on who you are as a person... Like my spellcards that fall under ‘god sign’. I would imagine it is the equivalent for you.”
You nod. “All of my own cards are under that… but I’ve seen you use those that aren’t god sign…”
She nods as well, producing a spellcard. “They can be about concepts that fit the person, being a deity I have cards about festivals and my past as well. Suwako is the same.”
You only have one card of your own that doesn’t fit the mold… that you created yourself anyway…
“And last words? I saw Yuugi use one… that seemed interesting.”
Kanako smiles. “Good catch! Yes indeed, last words are the ultimate personification of their user, with all that entails! Usually it is their most powerful card and is only used in dire circumstances… or in great anger.”
“What would yours be?” You ask.
She looks surprised for a moment.
She fishes through a pocket while Suwako walks up to her. “What’s going on?”
Kanako finally finds what she is looking for, an ornate looking spellcard with a golden trim. “Ayumu asked to see what last word cards are… and their effects.”
“Er... Actually I just asked what yours wa-“
“Last Word - Yaskatome Ruler of Yamato!”
A wave of power blows over the clearing quite literally, causing you to close your eyes reflexively.
When you open them…
A golden light shines down onto the clearing… or what was the clearing. A tall walled city stands proud behind Kanako… you would think it was Suwa but you don’t recognize it at all if it was. The wall is white with a snake motif running the length of it in each direction. Each ending at a large and opulent gate made of red wood, its opening revealing a seemingly endless city.
Kanako is staring up at it, and with a wave of her hand the effect vanishes, the city fading and the clearing coming into view again.
Kanako then turns to look at you again, her arms crossed and a cocky grin on her features.
“And that does… what exactly?”
She pockets the card again. “If you wish to know force me to use it in a spar, I assure you the effects will be most enlightening.”
Suwako nudges her in the side. “What beanpole is tryin’ to say is that most cards of that nature are as similarly dramatic as that, and most like to keep their effects secretive as an advantage.”
Kanako snorts. “Quite, we were fortunate that Yuugi was knocked out when she was, I have no knowledge of her ultimate card but I imagine the effects would be… unfortunate.”
- - -
You produce the next spellcard.
“Sanae’s card… one I’ve never seen her use actually.” You say, holding it up.
Suwako look at it and grins. “Just point it straight up, trust me.”
You shrug your shoulders and hold the card in the air.
'Divine Virtue – Bumper Crop Rice Shower'
The card glows and shoots off a bolt of magical energy into the air. It rises maybe thirty feet before bursting, sending sparks of magic down towards the ground. As you channel more magic more sparks come out, coming down like a rainstorm.
… You could find uses for that yes.
“If ya find time to spar with Sanae she could teach you better, not sure when that should be though…" She trails off.
"Sanae doesn’t particularly enjoy you sparring with us much.” Suwako finishes, managing to sound almost disappointed.
- - -
And the next spellcard.
“This one is yours Kanako. Anything I should know?”
The goddess looks at it then shakes her head. “The Onbashira are an extension of myself, most of it does not require control on my part.”
You nod and point the card out, towards the mountain face instead of the forest… don’t want accidental casualties.
You channel magic once again grunting as you do so… this one sees fit to draw almost as much as Scarlet… maybe even AS much.
Then…
Nothing happens. The glow on the card dissipates, and nothing… no magical burst… no giant pillars…
You turn back to look at the goddesses. Suwako looks confused while Kanako is cupping her chin.
“Maybe he needs one of your pillars to make it work?” Suwako offers.
Kanako shakes her head. “I have one planted not fifty yards from here, if it required it, he would have drawn it. Perhaps it doesn’t work for someone who… isn’t a goddess… or me specifically. They are holy objects after all.”
“It drew quite a lot of magical energy… but I didn’t feel anything besides that.” You admit.
Suwako shrugs. “No matter, you’ll figure it out… or ya wont. Got any other cards?”
You nod. “Yes… one left.”
You swap the card for the last one you haven’t used today… that you are willing to use anyway. “It’s another fox sign… I have no idea what this one does either actually.”
You clutch it in your hand and pump magic into it.
'Fox Sign – The Forgotten Beast'
Your vision gets hazy for a moment then… nothing once again.
You glance around, the edges of your vision are a bit blurry but nothing else has really changed, and that could just be from the early effects of magic exhaustion. Though you still have plenty in the tank.
You turn to look at the goddesses, both are wide eyed and are staring at you.
“What?” You ask, looking at them, you look back towards the mountain but… nothing there either.
“Ayumu!?” Suwako yells out, her voice is muted… like she was on the other end of a tunnel.
“Present!” You yell back.
The goddess jerks back, looking around. “Can’t see ya! Ya hiding somewhere?”
You look at her in confusion, then down at the card.
You open your grasp and allow it to slip from your fingers. Your vision returns to normal immediately, and the goddesses focus on you.
Suwako closes the distance quickly. “Was that an illusion or the spellcard?”
“Was… what?” You ask, feeling a bit out of the loop.
Kanako replies. “You were invisible, we could hear you when you yelled but you sounded like you were miles away. One moment you were there another you were….”
“Not!” Suwako finishes. “Only know a couple of people who can do that, and none with more subtle effect. Not bad!”
You reach down to grasp the card again… you could certainly find a use for that. Though you could do something similar with illusions already, more than a little draining to do long term though. You’ll need to see the effects, limitations, and duration of the card.
But for now.
“That’s all the new ones, not a bad haul I think.”
“Nod bad indeed, ya got a good collection running!” Suwako says.
“How many do you have?” You ask.
She pauses for a moment. “Almost thirty last time I counted, not including utility.”
… you felt like nine was beginning to be a bit much. Clearly you were on the wrong side of the overkill scale.
Though this IS the Moriya you are talking about.
Satisfied the goddesses start to talk amongst themselves… seems they are actually about to have a bit of… stress relief since they don’t need to worry about wrecking the temple on this particular arena.
That leaves you to your own devices as usual. It’s only about noon, so you’ve still got plenty of time to do whatever you want really within reason.
The question of course… is what?
Chapter 49: Coming 'round the Mountain
Chapter Text
“How long do you think you two will be doing… stress relief?” You ask.
“I was hoping to see about touring the mountain since I don’t have much in the way of chores for the rest of the afternoon… if you were free as well Suwako I figured you could take me on that tour you offered.” You explain.
The goddesses look to each other a moment. Then Suwako nods. “I aint got a problem with it. Just let me spar with Kanako a bit, you can watch if ya want.”
You think about the offer for about a nineteenth of a second.
“I’ll just wait at the temple. Fetch me when you’re ready.”
She nods and turns back to the goddess, a vicious grin on her features.
You take that as your cue to make yourself vacant. You grab your flight card and start a flight back around the mountain… not that you doubt it would be a good show. But you’d rather not be in the line of fire.
Kanako doesn’t seem to be one to mind collateral damage if the holes in the roof were any indication.
You fly back slowly, not in any particular rush, though as you hear a large series of bangs coming from the arena you increase the speed just a little until you start curving around the mountain again.
…Better safe than sorry.
You make your way around the west side until the lake comes into view again, just a few more days until December. You wonder if it’ll freeze over soon. It’s not exactly the warmest body of water already coming from the mountain.
In the lake itself are a series of Kappa working on a…
To be honest you don’t have the slightest idea of what that is supposed to be.
Its main body is pill shaped with a series of portholes along the sides. On the front is a large drill, while on the back is an equally large propeller. Holding it up is a series of tank treads.
It’s sitting just outside of the water while the Kappa work on it, while a few others are going over a blueprint on a table nearby.
You pull to a stop near the table, where an argument is apparently happening.
“Ah’m tellin’ ya that we need more drills ya idgit!” A Kappa slams her hands into the table, sending a mug flying off of it. There’s a long pipe sticking out of her mouth, and smoke rises from it as she huffs in anger.
The other two Kappa at the table back away a little, except for another equally angry Kappa smoking a cigar.
“And ah’m telling ya we got enough weight on the front already! What we need is more horsepower! We need ta’ increase the size of that engine!”
She plants her hands on the table as well.
The other Kappa back away even further, and those working on the machine have stopped to watch the brewing fight.
“Afternoon. What are you building?” You ask, interrupting them as you look over the plans.
You could hear a pin drop as you study one of the blueprints. The text is… actually in a language you don’t recognize. Or to be more accurate it is in a SCRIPT you don’t recognize. It isn’t any form of character you are familiar with, eastern OR western.
Fascinating…
They both reply at the same time.
“It’s our Land-submersible / It’s our Sub-Tank!”
You blink. “It’s what?”
The one with the pipe grins. “It’s a tank that can go underwater!”
Meanwhile the one with the Cigar says. “It’s our sub that can go on land!”
Oh…
You think you can see the basis of the argument here.
“Why... I mean… what is its purpose?”
The two older kappa pause, then turn to look at each other and shrug.
“Because we wanted ta’ make it?” The one with the cigar answers.
The one with the pipe snorts. “Dontcha remember ya idgit!? We got that commission from the Tengu to make something that could transport water while bein’ armored!”
The one with the cigar blinks rapidly. “Oh… right.”
You look past them towards the vehicle. The Kappa are already back to work pulling off some plates to get at what appears to be the engine block. Various tubes are sticking out of it, each filled with odd colored liquid… that is bubbling rather angrily.
“I’ll… leave you to that.”
You lift off the ground again, and start flying up to the temple, leaving the Kappa to their work.
- - -
As usual the grounds are empty. You’d imagine Sanae’s still out back working… or with her pace could have finished by now and is relaxing in her room.
You suppose with the fact she has to start actual maiden work again tomorrow you suppose she should enjoy what free time she has.
… You don’t consider construction work regular priestess labor, might be your job now that she is going to be busy actually, unless the Moriya want to hire another worker.
You head inside to your room to grab the book, and then sit down in the doorway of the hall, feet resting in the grass while you wait for Suwako.
- - -
It’s close to an hour when you feel a tap on your shoulder.
You glance up to see Suwako standing there, a happy smile on her face.
“Whatcha readin’?”
You flip the book around to reveal the cover. “Keine lent it to me. Trying to learn more about the land in general, it’s a useful reference so far.” You mark your place and close it up.
“I’ve nearly finished with it; I’ll be taking it to Sukuna when I’m done.”
She makes an inquisitive sound. “Sukuna? The Inchling princess?”
You nod. “She was rather… naïve when it came to Gensokyo. Thought she would appreciate it, that and I felt kind of bad for her.”
She looks at you curiously then shrugs her shoulders. “You ready to go?”
“Let me just drop the book off.”
You drop the book off in your room then meet the goddess outside again. “Where’s Kanako?”
She jerks a finger behind her. “Said she had something to check out at the Kappa village.”
You look at her carefully. “Did she mention a… tank by any chance?”
She shakes her head slowly while giving you an odd look. “No… she didn’t, do you know something I don’t?”
You sigh. “Hopefully not, where are we going first?”
She drops the look and smiles instead. “Aki sisters, come on.”
- - - -
She flies out of the temple with you following, coming to a stop at the lake.
The kappa are gone, in their place is a large hole in the ground, recently covered in dirt from the looks of it. There’s a large series of tracks leading to it as well.
So it worked… probably.
Suwako either doesn’t notice it, or doesn’t pay it any mind as she walks past the lake and down the river into the forest.
It’s a lovely day, and barring an odd Tengu in the distance you don’t see anybody. “If we keep following the river we’ll run into the Aki’s place.” Suwako explains.
It’s about a fifteen minute walk give or take. You wonder why you didn’t fly here… but the scenery is too nice to complain.
She turns onto a path from the river, it goes about fifty yards or so before stopping at a clearing.
The clearing isn’t very large and would be near invisible from the top of the mountain.
In the center of it is a large house made of brick with a red tile roof. The brick is painted a bright yellow, and out in front of it is a large garden filled with plants of all sorts.
There’s a trellised pathway leading up to the front door.
Suwako gestures to the house. “If ya can’t tell that’s where the Aki shack up, they aint got a problem with visitors but they are out at the Human Village helping with the harvest.”
You nod… at the very least you know where the cucumber merchants are.
… They are probably more important than that.
Either way it’s a lovely place, Suwako walks through the area and onto a path hidden behind the house that goes deeper into the forest.
“This way’ll take us to Hina’s.” The goddess explains.
The path goes in a long winding curve towards the east, both of you walk in silence. The only noise being that of nature all around you. You think you spot a Youkai here or there, along with a group of fairies a among the trees. But beyond that it’s relatively uninhabited.
At the very least nothing chooses to bother with you two.
It’s another fifteen to twenty minutes before you enter another large clearing.
There are two structures here.
To the right is a small house made of wooden logs, rather rustic compared to the last one. It’s well made however, with filled in windows and a sturdy looking door.
On the left is a shrine, about a quarter of the size of Reimu’s. It’s made of stone instead of wood, and is of a very old design.
It’s made up of one central building, that appears to be the entirety of it. While in front of it is an altar and a raised dais.
Standing upon which doing some form of dance is… Hina.
She’s standing on one leg, her arms are raised up about halfway with her palms facing the sky. With no apparent effort she’s moving around the dais at a rapid pace, causing the ribbons that make up her outfit to arc through the air.
It reminds you of a top in a way.
As you enter the clearing she slows and comes to a stop. Bowing once towards the altar, she then turns towards you with a bright smile on her face.
“Good afternoon!” She says cheerfully. If the dance she was just doing was tiring to her she certainly doesn't show it. Then again…. Goddess.
“It isn’t very common I get visitors to the shrine, how can I help you?” She asks.
You look past her towards the building again.
“Your shrine? I thought you said you were a goddess of the river.”
She giggles. “I apologize, I am a goddess NEAR the river. I am a Yakubyougami, a curse goddess, I take the misfortune of others and dissipate it at the shrine… most of it anyway.”
She then focuses on you. “I can drain the bad luck of others, do you need my services?”
While you do make it a habit to get the crap beaten out of you, you wouldn’t actually say you were that unlucky. That and you survived this long already, clearly you must be doing SOMETHING right.
Suwako speaks up. “I was showing him ‘round the mountain, just took him by the Aki’s place, how ya been?”
Hina smiles a bit wider. “Perfectly fine, no complaints on my part. Is everything well at the shrine?”
Suwako smiles back and engages with smalltalk with the other goddess for a bit, leaving you to your devices.
You wander up to the shrine, it’s a unique style… you’ve never seen anything quite like it. Though to be honest that could apply for quite a lot of things in Gensokyo.
Next to the altar is a small box with a slit at the top. A donation box?
Inside is just a few coins, without thinking too much about it you fish out a bit of change and donate a little.
“Oi!”
You glance back to see Suwako mock pouting.
“What’s the big idea, never seen ya donate to us!”
You shrug your shoulders. “You pay me, not the other way around. Besides… I’ve gained a certain fondness for green hair what can I say.”
Suwako sticks out her tongue and crosses her arms, causing Hina to giggle again.
“Would you two like some tea? I had some brewing while I performed the ritual.”
You and Suwako both nod, causing the other goddess to clap her hands together. “Wonderful! I so rarely have guests, please wait I will be right back.”
She turns on the spot and moves into the house, leaving you alone with Suwako.
You walk over to the goddess. “Has she been here awhile?”
Suwako nods. “Her shrine was here when we moved in… but she doesn’t exactly get worshippers so she’s never been a bother to us. Most people tend to avoid her, she’s dangerous.”
“Dangerous? She seemed friendly.”
She shrugs. “And she is, but she’s dangerous to humans. She’s a curse god, she collects them naturally, and they tend to bleed off from what I understand. To be human around her is to put yourself at high risk of catching one by accident.” She explains.
“Youkai are harder to effect, but I’d hate to imagine what would happen if ya ticked her off. Hundred years of saved up curses? That’d be like me at my prime.” She says, shuddering a bit.
You look back towards the house. “I could… see how that could be a problem yes.”
- - -
Hina returns a short time later with some tea, and you find yourself drinking it at a small stone table near the main shrine building.
It’s a good brew, though you haven’t had a bad one since you came here. You suppose most people who’ve offered have decades if not hundreds of years of practice.
“So you are a part of the shrine now?” Hina asks, sitting down her cup.
You look at her curiously. “What… do you mean?”
Suwako chuckles. “Gods can sense it like I told ya. Doesn’t surprise me Hina can sniff it out.”
She looks at Hina, a grin on her face. “Yeah we won him over, he’s working for us now. Good thing too, poor Sanae was gettin’ overworked. He’s our Shinshi.”
Hina claps her hands happily again. “Wonderful news! I am glad to see your arrival to Gensokyo has been to your benefit Ayumu.”
You nod. “That is has, barring a few incidents here or there.”
The goddesses make smalltalk for the rest of the break. You had assumed as such, but it appears they know each other rather well. You’d of course expect Suwako to know plenty of people, but you’ve never actually seen her just relax and… talk to someone not from the shrine.
You pass the time like this for a decent chunk of time. Just enjoying the nature around you and studying the shrine.
Some time later you set down your cup, finished.
“Ready to move on Suwako?” Their conversation has died off for the most part.
The goddess hops up from her seat. “Yep, just one last stop. You’re welcome to come with Hina.” She offers.
Hina shakes her head. “Unfortunately I have work this evening. A local wife wants me to remove a curse from her husband.”
Suwako blinks. “You’re startin’ up the work again? I thought you quit after last time.”
Hina looks a bit sheepish. “Well… things are rather tight… so I worked some things out. It’s low risk if I approach someone who is already cursed. So the family is going to drop him off by the edge of the forest while I work.
It’s just a curse of bad luck, not too difficult to remove.”
Suwako nods. “Fair enough, it’s not too far from the last stop Ayumu, though we’ll need to fly there.”
She takes off from the clearing after waving goodbye to Hina, leaving you to follow.
“Where are we headed?” You ask, catching up the goddess.
“Suika’s place, I’m hardly ever there but I know where it is well enough. It’s just a half mile or so to the east.” She points off towards the eastern forest but you don’t see anything.
It’s rolling hills with trees on them for the most part as you fly, then all at once the land flattens, revealing a hill standing by its lonesome lower than the others.
On it is a single structure, it’s short, one story. But what it doesn’t have in height it makes up in length. Being at least triple its height in length.
It’s made up of finely carved stone with a wooden path leading up to it.
You land at the edge of it and can make more things out in the afternoon sun.
The roof is made of quality wood, and along the edges of the structure and dotting the path are statues made of bronze. They are depicting Oni… though whom you don’t recognize.
This… isn’t exactly where you expected Suika to be living.
It would be unfair to say you expected a cave after being told she didn’t life at the shrine but still, it’s one of the nicer homes you’ve come across so far.
You and Suwako make your way up the steps until you find yourself in front of the door. It’s thick, made of heavy wood. There are windows to either side of it, but no sign of light on the inside.
You reach up to knock, but after several moments you receive no answer.
Well… she did say she was usually only home at night to be fair.
You shrug and turn back to the goddess. “She doesn’t appear to be home… anyone else?”
The goddess rubs her chin. “Well, there’s a few on the mountain still, but none that really appreciate guests if ya catch my meaning. A lot of beings around here don’t exactly live in permanent structures either.” She explains.
“We might as well head back to the shrine and relax, aint got nothing planned for the rest of the day.” She says.
You nod. “Sounds fair enough.”
The sun has about an hour before it starts setting, so probably good to head back, you got quite a bit accomplished today anyway.
The politics went rather without incident… it surprised you more than you would care to admit. Though that was just the Devils. You still have to deal with the Demons and the Oni.
The Oni are going to be… interesting with their fascination for honestly. It’s not exactly the best stance to take in politics… at least, not the kind you dabble in.
Either way, that wont be for a couple days off, and assuming nothing goes horribly wrong you can get the Underground sorted out.
That still leaves the other mysteries, like the magic disappearing shrines and shrine maidens for instance…
Either way, tonight it’s just dinner and whatever you want to do in your room.
Chapter 50: Dream of Green
Chapter Text
- - -
You settle down on you roll and grab the book, with any luck you should be able to finish up… now where did you leave off.
‘The great barrier was established in 1885CE by the sages of Gensokyo. To quote one Toriyama Morichika. “We found ourselves in a droplet of water, the sky itself reflecting the world around it in a form of pattern not unlike a honeycomb. Through it so very faintly was the outside world now separated from us. But then like the droplet drying the illusion faded. What was once reflective was now blue sky again, and the sun was our only companion there. All at once I knew we were cutoff forevermore from the outside world, for both our protection and theirs."
‘Of course the barrier is not infallible, various beings have wandered through it over the years, some temporarily, some permanently. During the crisis of 1947 when the first group of you-‘
- - -
You open your eyes.
You groan and situp, rubbing your eyes. It’s pleasantly warm, enough that you almost don’t want to get out of bed. You glance out the window at Tokyo, the morning rush has already starte-
… Wait a minute.
You rub your eyes again.
Yep… still Tokyo.
You take another glance around your room… this is your apartment building. Well, one of the apartment buildings you’ve had over the years.
This appears just after you moved in, boxes are still all over the place, going by the volume this must have been after you moved out of your old house.
It must be… decades upon decades back at the very least, before the war.
You get up out of your bed and grab your clothes. At least in a dream you don’t have to shower…
You head towards the door but as you reach for the handle.
*Knock Knock*
A powerful knock resounds against the door, strong enough to shake the hinges.
… Either they have a battering ram or Kanako’s here for rent. You aren’t sure what you’d rather deal with first thing in the morning.
Then again you suppose she is her own battering ram.
No point in putting it off then. You reach for the handle and swing it open, at the very least you have the upper hand. This is YOUR dream after all.
… Hopefully.
On the other-side is what you’ve come to expect, an undefined figure made of flashing colors.
It offers out a hand, and after only a moments hesitation you grab it. Then without a word it leads you down the hallway. It’s grip is firm, but not crushing.
As you watch the colors stabilize until only one is left.
The color stabilizes to a deep green, not bright like Sanae’s. This green is more earthen and plant like in comparison to the almost harsh color of Sanae and Hina’s hair.
It guides you through the hallway to a door at the far end. If you remember correctly this was the staircase. But as the figure swings it open it certainly doesn’t reveal a staircase.
The figure stops at the doorway, and moves to the side allowing you to look over the landscape.
It’s a large lake, the churning waters of which are the same rusted color of blood… and going by the smell it IS blood. Lovely!
The lighting of it all is… interesting. A light shines from above with no discernible source. The same effect of a blacklight, causing an odd white and purple effect over everything.
Far in the distance standing out as the only structure in sight is a large mansion, Gothic in style. Tall with proud towers sticking out in the corners, it is made of white stone with a red roof.
Unlike the landscape around it the building is painted with apparent natural sunlight, though once again from no apparent source.
The light is the same intensity as a summer afternoon; it shines on a green garden filled with sunflowers, creating a rather stark contrast in comparison to the lake around it. It’s an odd dichotomy, a beautiful structure that wouldn’t look out of place on an English countryside.
…Surrounded by a lake from the bowels of hell with no apparent path through it.
You glance over at the figure.
It’s standing there besides the door impassively, the green light glowing brighter and dimmer in pattern, casting interesting shadows on the wall.
“Want me to go to the mansion?”
The figure nods slowly.
“Alright… one moment.”
You breathe in, and leap through the threshold.
Your flight kicks in immediately and you fly as fast as possible, if only get away from this stench as soon as you can if nothing else. You aren’t the biggest fan of blood.
With the increase of speed you arrive at the front garden in maybe half a minute, landing on a brick path leading up to the front door.
Here the scent of blood is overpowered by the scent of sunflowers. The garden is filled with them… and no other kind.
The path branches off through the rows of plants, while in the corners are gazebos.
The bricks go on further around the sides of the building, though they most likely lead to yet more of the garden or possible side entrances to the mansion.
In front is a large door, made of fine wood with a wreath hanging in front of it, resting against one of the stone pillars holding up the roof over the porch is a large sharp scythe. Thankfully the kind used for gardening.
Nobody is around… at least as far as you can see.
And if it wasn’t for the lake of blood lapping against the edges of the fence surrounding the structure you’d call it pleasant.
You look back, and there is no sign of the figure, so once again it’s time to go looking… or for the dreamer to find you. This still appears to be your dream though you've entered another's domain… or the dreamer has intimate knowledge of your past.
You’d prefer to think this is an intrusion, the alternative is concerning.
You walk up the steps onto the porch, the floor of which is painted white wood that creaks faintly underneath your footstep.
The windows near the door are curtained and offer no view of the inside. So with a moment’s hesitation you reach up and knock on the door. Once… twice… three times.
No response.
You wait a good minute, and then try the knob. To your surprise it isn’t locked, it clicks then swings open slowly on its own revealing the interior.
It’s… a regular mansion, western in style.
Fine red carpet runs across the checkered floor of a large central room.
In the back is a large imperial staircase, two marble stairs curve up to a large balcony overlooking the main chamber. Behind the balcony is a set of large and ornate windows, showing a bright blue sunny sky with just the faintest hint of clouds.
To the left and right is a pair of doors, both red and near identical. The only differential is a motif of a sunflower on the right door.
… Well if you had to guess.
You walk over to the right door and gently knock on it.
“Enter.”
A voice replies, muffled by the door but obviously female. You check your clothes… old fashioned but stylish, then reach over to the knob and open the door.
It reveals a large study, well stocked with shelves and antiques of all sorts. In the center of it all is your diabolical host.
Sitting on a rather plush looking chair is a woman, she’s dressed in a long white shirt that’s covered with a red plaid vest. It is matched by a long plaid skirt going down to her ankles.
She has long green hair going down to her waist, the same shade the figure had before, and about the same hue as the grass outside. Two red eyes look at you in amusement and curiosity as you enter and close the door behind you.
Laying across her lap is a long pink umbrella, closed. Her legs cross as you make your way over to stand in front of the chair from a polite distance. There’s an interesting smile on her face, it’s genuine… but fake and controlled at the same time. You aren’t sure if you could describe it properly. Like someone was happy but had to put on an effort to show that emotion.
You could also be reading her wrong, with how odd people are around here it’s always a possibility... unfortunately.
You return smile and bow. “Pardon the intrusion, I seem to have been invited here. Would you be the owner of this lovely abode?”
“Correct thine are and correct I am, allow me to welcome thee to Mugenkan. The House of Fantasies. I partially inhabit dreams and I have seenst thou entering them, though I could not see into them myself. When the opportunity came to meet… well how could I not?” She answers, her voice is deep. Deeper than any woman you’ve met here so far, though that’s partially caused by an essence of power behind every syllable.
You don’t know who she is… but she’s strong, if your senses are anything to go by, and either very remote or positively ancient by the dialect she is speaking with. It's… very old Japanese.
“I appreciate the invitation; might I ask as to whom I am speaking to? And pardon my manors, I am Ayumu.”
Her smile widens. “Ayumu… yes. I am Yuuka, Kazami Yuuka. Mistress of Sunflowers and Lady of Mugenkan.
You pause, remember the garden outside… and the Human Village. “Sunflowers… you wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with that lovely field outside of the Human Village would you?”
She nods, the smile taking on a more genuine tone going by the relaxation of her features. Flattery works wonders.
“Indeed that would be my domain.”
Going by the size of it that’s quite the domain. Though you don’t say that out loud. “I’ve seen it, though only from afar. I entertained the thought of visiting but unfortunately circumstance and surprise kept me from seeing it for myself from up close. Would visitors be welcome by any chance? I am a newcomer to Gensokyo and am getting the lay of the land.”
She waves her hand and uncrosses her legs. “Far be it from me to deny. While I may be ta’en for a being unapproachable by some, all are welcome to enjoy the fields, if they do no damage. Thou wouldst be welcome, indeed you would be troubled to find a spot without some airling Fae or other Youkai there already.”
You nod. “I’ll put it on the agenda then, I have some free time now so it’s something I could look into. But I am here now, is there anything in particular you wished to discuss?”
She chuckles and points to a chair across from hers… it wasn’t there a second ago.
“If you please, sit.”
You do so, leaning back into the sit a bit as you look across the study at her. It’s comfortable at least… now let’s see what she wants.
“The ability to enter dreams is a rare gift… How art thou doing such a thing? It took considerable effort to invite thee here.” She asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “It is an ability that comes to my species naturally, though normally I have to be in physical contact to make it work. Since I’ve come to this land I’ve been dream hopping frequently almost entirely against my will.”
She blinks. “Truly? Alp, Baku?”
You shake your head. “Fox.”
She blinks. “Curious, and this happens against thy will?
You nod. “Since I came here yes.”
She narrows her eyes. “Fascinating… It could be an effect of the Barrier, it contains magical energy, and with that it can sometimes have an acute effect on natural abilities. Tell me, when did thee arrive?”
You tilt your head. “Three weeks roughly, why?”
She frowns. “The magical effects of Gensokyo would not take effect that quickly, for it would take months before thou wouldst notice a difference as the natural energies supplant thine own.”
You pause. “And if a newcomer were to say have very little magical energy, but were capable of a lot of it?”
“Logic would state that the effect would happen more rapidly.” She replies, an interesting look in her eyes.
She then shakes her head again, leaning back on the couch. “Something to look into, but thee can tell me about it during thy visit to the field.”
Well… that’s a confirmation of invitation you suppose.
“Now tell me. What news about the outside world?” She asks, the smile on her face again.
… The one question everyone asks eh?
You talk with her and answer her questions at length for what feels to be a good couple of hours, though time passes at an unusual rate in dreams.
She isn’t particularly curious about technology or modern history. More about the state of humanity in general oddly enough… which is a bit of a broad subject, and of course plants… what little you know of them.
- - -
You talk for some time before she announces that it is time to depart.
“The sun is rising, and I must see to my field.” She explains, getting up from the chair slowly.
You nod and start to rise yourself.
“Ah, but one thing.” She says.
You look up curiously then jerk back.
In the span of a second she’s crossed the distance and is standing mere inches away from you, nearly touching noses.
She speaks again, her voice barely a whisper. “Prithee careful not to be taken by idle distraction and know the greatest threat may not be beast at all.”
Before you can react, she pulls away, a catlike grin on her features. Then with a giggle, all goes black.
Chapter 51: Why?
Chapter Text
You awaken… again.
This time your roof is a more recent one thankfully. The sunlight coming in through the windows offering less warmth sadly.
You sit-up, processing what just happened.
Well at least you didn’t die you suppose.
Still… what the hell was that supposed to mean.
You shake your head, well it’s always good to meet new people… and you having a standing invitation to visit. If she remembers at least. With some power of dreams, she probably will with your luck. She seemed nice enough at least.
You grab your clothes… no new card you notice, and head across the garden to get ready for your day, your thoughts wandering as you clean up.
Now that you’ve finished the book you can finally live up to your promise and let Sukuna borrow it. You don’t know how long she’ll be cooped up in the Hakurei shrine but having at least a little outside knowledge would be good for her.
You head out of the bathroom and into the dining room. The television is on to a music station playing folk music. Kanako is sitting at the table alone with no sign of Sanae or Suwako.
There’s some toasted bread on the table along with a selection of spreads, dirty plates are at Sanae and Suwako’s usual spots. While Kanako idly munches on a piece of toast.
“Morning. They already left?”
Kanako looks up from the table, a long-forked tongue shooting out to swallow up the last of the bread sticking out of her mouth.
She nods. “Sanae has already left for the village, whilst Suwako decided to go with her for a time before splitting up to do her own work.”
“What will you be doing?” You ask.
“I will be staying at the shrine today, I have nothing that requires my attention at the moment.” She explains.
Yeah without a big fight things are kinda boring around here for a war god you imagine.
“What were you doing with the Kappa yesterday?”
She starts preparing another piece of toast. You do the same on your side of the table as you sit down.
“The leader of the Kappa wished for me to witness a new invention. While they don’t provide much in the way of faith, we do have a working relationship with the Kappa tribe. It was some form of water carrying device… I didn’t really see much in the way of a use for us at least.”
…
So that tank thing worked after all. Neat!
“What will you be doing?” Kanako asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “I will be heading off to the Hakurei shrine. I promised Sukuna I would be bringing her a book, after that I’m not sure.”
She nods and returns to eating, the conversation quickly dying.
- - -
You bid farewell to Kanako and head out of the temple and down the mountain towards the Hakurei Shrine. There’s a light dusting of frost on the ground… so Winter has officially begun here.
It’s a quick flight over to the Hakurei temple, if biting cold with the wind in your face.
You land at the base of the steps and make your way up the stone staircase and through the gates.
Reimu’s out and about, sweeping up the last of the fall leaves into large piles. She’s wrapped up rather thickly, a coat on top of her regular shrine maiden getup. Along with a pair of thick mittens and a scarf.
Dead and frozen leaves crunch under your feet as you walk through the grounds, causing her to look up at her visitor.
Her eyes narrow. "...What do the Moriya want so early this morning?”
You grin. “Not here as a Moriya, here as Ayumu I’m afraid. Came to visit Sukuna actually.”
She sighs as eyes return to her normal size and her expression relaxes. “The book?”
You look at her curiously and nod. “You knew about it?”
She shrugs. “Sukuna doesn’t have a lot of people to talk to. She’s in her room.” She says looking back at the shrine.
… You do notice how her eyes cast furtive glances towards the donation box as she does so.
“Thank you.”
You move past her towards the building and make your way up the steps. Reimu returning to sweeping as you do so.
You make a point of tossing a few coins into the donation box as you pass by it. The coins loudly clacking against the wood.
A quick peek back shows the maiden sweeping with renewed vigor.
You enter the shrine and cut to the right into the side room where Sukuna is staying.
A cursory glance shows everything as it ways the last time you were here, a large center table with a birdcage on it housing a certain tiny princess.
She’s sitting on a very small chair… sewing.
… You weren’t aware they made needles that small.
She doesn’t seem to notice your entrance, so you watch her for a bit. She’s working on what appears to be a Yukata in her scale, the design matches closely to the one she is currently wearing. The needle dances in her hand as she hums an unknown tune while she works.
You move closer silently, her back to you.
With an application of magic, you shrink, and you activate your flight card before you fall. Allowing the magic to gently guide you over and onto the table. Landing just outside the birdcage.
You slip through the bars and approach her.
Her humming transitions to singing as you approach.
“Had I not come today… Tomorrow in blizzard they might fall away. Not to melt away, but would they see the flowers Issun~ “
Her legs kick out from the chair to the rhythm as she works, a smile on her face.
Unfortunately for her you’re here.
“If, in this world of ours all the cherry-
You stick your head next to hers. “Whatcha working on?”
-blOSSOMS?!”
She jumps up, the needle flying off towards you as she loses her grip on it.
You duck to the side as it goes flying past to bounce off the bars of the cage.
She jerks her head back, her eyes wide.
Then once she recognizes you she relaxes.
“Do not… “
She coughs.
“Please do not do that.”
You grin. “Sorry, you seemed a mite distracted, couldn’t help myself."
You look down at the dress. "What are you working on?”
She holds up the half finished Yukata with a proud smile. “I have made a Yukata for Reimu as thanks for sheltering me!”
You look at it a bit closer. It’s definitely well made, Sukuna clearly has practice… though there’s one ‘tiny’ problem. “I don’t… see how it could fit her?”
Sukuna giggles. “If I tried to make it in human size right now it would take months, so I had to settle for making an ornament.”
“Makes sense… how has she been treating you?”
She smiles a bit wider. “Reimu still has been a most gracious host… no complaints or changes. Though I wish the mallet would recharge faster so I could become a bit larger again.”
You blink. “Larger? Why would that be necessary?”
She blushes and pokes her fingers together. “I liked being human sized… it’s hard to get around as an Inchling.”
“Ah… I take it the mallet allowed you to change size like in the legend?”
She nods. “It was one of its abilities… and one of my favorites.”
A childish desire… but then again by all standards she is one.
“I’m sure you’ll figure it out, in the meantime I brought a present.” You produce the shrunken book and toss it to her.
She catches it out of the air eagerly. Holding it close to her chest. “Thank you! Will you need it back?”
You nod. “I borrowed that from someone else, so I’ll probably need it back in a couple days if possible, should be enough for you to get through it.
I would recommend reading it outside of the cage however, I don’t know how long the magic will last that is keeping it shrunk… not my specialty I’m afraid. If it grew back to normal size inside the cage…” You trail off.
She nods and sets it down next to the chair carefully.
“Anything I should know about?” You ask as she jogs across the cage to retrieve her needle turned javelin.
She shakes her head and gets back onto the chair to continue sewing. “I am afraid not. I can’t leave the shrine so I can’t be of assistance in searching for Seija… I know Reimu is working on it though.”
You hadn’t given it much thought to be honest… she doesn’t have a lot of places to hide that you are aware of. Not when so many people are looking for her.
Though you admittedly haven’t been looking yourself, nor have you heard anything. The goddesses weren’t exactly putting it at top priority.
You talk with the Inchling a bit longer before heading back outside the birdcage to leave her to her craft. At least she’s doing well, you’ve seen enough innocents be deluded to their deaths in the past. Any you can save from such a thing is always a boon.
… Though admittedly you don’t know how much danger she was in for the longrun. The powerlevels are here are a bit high, and Seija wasn't particularly strong.
You head out of the room and back onto the front porch.
You head back outside to find Reimu gone. The leaves are piled up, and…It’s snowing.
A gentle and light snow comes from the sky to land on the ground. Not near enough to cover it, and it melts quickly. But still… winter in paradise.
From here it appears to be snowing on the Human Village as well. Unfortunately, you can’t see the state of Youkai Mountain but it’s probably getting a dusting as well.
You lean against one of the wooden posts and watch it fall a little, your breath fogging in the air. You are more protected against the cold than most… a side effect of being a furred creature even if you appear human.
But you’ll need to pick up colder clothes, with it snowing you doubt Sanae’s still rocking that relatively open shrine maidens outfit.
You wonder if Kanako and Suwako hibernate… Snake and frogs after all.
“So cold you might think a ghost was near~”
A familiar voice speaks up besides you, a ghost slowly fading into view in front of you.
“Mornin’ Mima.”
She grins. “Morning yourself. What are the Moriya doing out and about so early?”
You chuckle. “Reimu asked the same question, I’m just here to visit Sukuna. Promised to bring her a book, now I’m gonna figure out what to do with the rest of my day.”
The grin shrinks. “Drat, here I was hoping for another incident. It gets boring around here.”
You shake your head. “I think I prefer boring to be honest, these past three weeks have been… exceptionally busy. I left the busy world to come here, I think I need a vacation from my vacation.”
Mima’s grin fades entirely as she looks around the grounds for a moment before turning to look at you again.
“Where’d Reimu get to?” You ask.
She shrugs her shoulders. “Think she was heading off to the Human Village, or at least she was flying in that direction. Shrine ain't particularly busy during Winter… not until New Years anyway.”
“I figured you would have the most fun around Halloween, spooky ghost and all that.”
She summons a long staff, wooden with a golden crescent moon on the end. She looks at it for a moment, and then turns back to you.
“Reimu doesn’t do Halloween I’m afraid, and I can’t leave the Shrine’s grounds.” She explains.
“Bound here?” You ask.
She merely nods, turning to look back at the villa-
*KRAK-BOOM*
The ground shakes as a large bolt of lightning arcs down from the sky to crash in the Human Village.
Then three more join it, slamming down into the Village, fire shooting up as a response, the wooden buildings catching from the heat and power even in this snowy weather.
You and Mima both watch in stunned silence. Then all at once Danmaku flies back up into the sky, multicolored lights and beams of energy shooting off in every direction from where the bolts landed.
“No vacation today!” Mima shouts. Then with a loud crack she slams her staff into one of the pillars, splintering off a large piece of wood in the process.
She snatches it as it falls.
“Someone’s dumb enough to fuck with the Human Village. Come on!”
With that she flies off towards the Human Village at a fast pace, leaving you alone.
Chapter 52: The Attack
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
You kick off from the ground to go flying after her, she’s moving in a hurry but you don’t have any issue catching up.
The clouds ahead over the village are alight with lightning, bright flashes of white lighting up the grey.
You pull your phone out of your pocket… Sanae can take care of herself of that you are certain. But you hope she’s alright either way. That and she may have a better idea of what is going on.
You send her a quick message then pocket the phone as you pull up besides Mima.
“I take it this doesn’t happen often?”
She shakes her head. “It’s generally a stupid idea to mess with the Human Village. It’s one of the few neutral grounds in Gensokyo. Only seen someone screw with it once.”
“Once?” You ask.
She smirks. “Yeah, once. Reimu’s mother put an end to that rather quickly.”
You land outside of the village, the fire is spreading at a decent pace, and from here you can see bursts of Danmaku through the smoke. You can recognize Suwako’s and Sanae’s among them.
A heavy stream of villagers are pushing their way out of the gates, though its actually well organized, the guard having it mostly under control surprisingly.
You are forced to fly above them, but still low enough to stay under the smoke.
Mima on the other hand has no such issues, simply phasing through the villagers, few of them even seem to notice her presence.
You make your way together into the center of town which has quickly turned into a battlefield.
- - -
There are Humans and Youkai’s fighting the fires. Humans are carrying buckets of sand and water and doing their best to extinguish the flames. While a group of Oni and Tengu are grabbing people out of the wreckage and breaking burning structures before they can catch those around them.
Several houses have outright collapsed, the material they are made of burns quickly.
Another group of Youkai are at the end of the square, a group of Kappa and an Umbrella Youkai in blue are attempting to put out several market stalls with mixed success.
Another burst of Danmaku slams into the ground next to you destroying a market stall in the process. A certain green priestess following soon after.
Sanae comes barreling out of the sky to land on top of the broken stall with a groan.
Shit…
You run over to check, she’s landing on top of the broken wood, but besides a few scratches and a severely damaged coat she’s alright.
The wood was thankfully flimsy… too flimsy to penetrate.
“Sanae!” A familiar voice sounds from above.
You risk a glance up to see Suwako flying down, and behind her one hell of a battle.
Keine, Reimu, Several Tengu and a newly joined Mima are fighting against…
“Raiko!?”
You blink. It’s the animate drum you met in the train station, she’s flying around in wild patterns to dodge the Danmaku being thrown at her. With each crash of her drum a burst of energy shoots out in response, and with every kick a bolt of lightning arcs through the air.
Suwako lands next to you, and nearly knocks you over to get to her daughter.
“She’s fine, she’s just unconscious.” You explain. “What’s happening?”
The goddess growls. “No idea, one minute I’m visiting a shop while Sanae is working. Next thing I know everything’s gone to all sorts o’ hell.”
She breathes in deeply then focuses on you. “I need ya to help the people down here, ya have some control of fire don’t ya?”
You nod.
“Take Sanae somewhere out of the way and help out the human’s down here. I can’t watch after Sanae and fight the battle.” She orders, lifting off again to rejoin the battle.
Right… somewhere safe in the burning village… easy enough.
You pick Sanae up and sprint down the path, not wanting to carry her up into the smoke.
At the entrance of the market another large building has caught from the embers of the buildings around it, another group of Tengu is fighting it. Blasting it with heavy winds in an attempt to snuff the blaze.
At the head of them is…
“Tanaka!” You shout.
The Wolf jerks his head at hearing his name called, a look on confusion coming across his face as he sees you, doubly so when he sees what you are carrying.
“Ayumu wh-“
You run up and deposit Sanae in his arms.
“I can control fire. You can’t, get Sanae out of the village while I deal with this.”
“Wh- But I” He starts.
“GO!” You shout.
He dutifully obeys, taking the Shrine maiden and hopping up and over the crowd, bending over to shield her from the smoke as he does so.
You turn back to the blaze. The Tengu have this building under control… but that doesn’t help those around it that caused the fire in the first place.
You marshal your energy. Channeling magic inwards.
A deep breath then you stretch your arm outwards with the magic. The fire pauses, then twists and burns through the air away from what it was setting ablaze.
It wraps around your arm like a snake, then with a thought it dissipates into nothingness.
Over and over, from one building to the next, you move almost autonomously dragging the fires away. You’ve done this before… it doesn’t get any better the second time around. You didn’t even notice how much it was draining you until you hear another familiar voice.
“Help!” A young girls voice shouts from a few feet behind you.
You turn to the noise.
It’s… Sata. The daughter of the farmer you helped days ago. She’s stuck underneath a collapsed market stall, the wood and cloth having landed on her legs.
It’s thankfully not burning, and you run over to help her while the Tengu pick up where you left off at your order… you didn’t even notice when they started following your commands to be honest. Probably part of being a Moriya.
But more importantly.
You sprint over to the collapsed stall. It has her pinned, but thankfully not pierced. The heavy weight just keeping her down.
“Alright little one, when I say go you crawl forward okay?”
She nods.
You grab the wood around her. “Go!”
You lift it up and she crawls away from it. You could just toss the damn thing but you don’t want it to land on anybody. She makes it free and you drop it down to the ground with a crash.
She starts to push herself up but hisses in pain as she puts weight on the leg.
You drop the broken stall and grab her, holding her up as you start to jog out of the market square.
“Where’s your mother little one?” You ask, adjusting her better in your arms.
You leap over a group of smaller Youkai forming a bucket chain. Warashi?
She hasn't responded. You look down at her… why is she grinning?
“Ayumu!”
You look back up, Sanae’s running up to you, her coat abandoned for her normal shrine maiden getup. Besides a bandage wrapped around her left arm she appears to be fine.
“Sanae, are you alri-“
A ripping pain shoots through your side. A pair of sharp teeth tearing through your clothes and into the side of your waist, then with a wrenching tug it is torn away.
Sata kicks against your stomach, flying away from you. Blood is around her mouth and is covering fangs that weren’t there a moment ago. Then with a flash her form changes into a two tailed golden fox scampering away into the fire and smoke.
“AYUMU?!” Sanae’s voice screams out.
You clutch yourself. That’s your blood… that is a lot of your blood.
You know you should probably be more panicked and screaming right now. But with how things have been going lately you find yourself more preoccupied with wondering what you did to deserve that.
You stumble back, and Sanae is on your in an instant.
She’s tearing the shirt away, then with a hiss on pain on your part she’s working on the wound…
She with the help of a Kappa lays you down on the ground and starts to channel her magic. Leaving you to look up at the sky.
Keine looks worse for the wear, while if the cackling is anything to go by Mima is having the time of her life. A lightning bolt arcs through the sky and goes straight for… then through Reimu.
Illusions?
Another hiss. “Sorry!” Sanae’s voice shouts over the battle.
Reimu with a burst of speed charges Raiko head on, the drummer sending bolt after bolt of energy and various spreads of Danmaku. But without dodging or slowing down Reimu plows straight through them. Then quick as a flash a single seal shoots out of her hand to collide with Raiko’s head.
With a bright golden light it activates, Raiko letting out a scream as sparks of golden energy course through her. Then all at once she goes limp, floating in the air without moving. The drum set slowly falling towards the earth.
“Ayumu.” Sanae says grabbing your head.
Your focus changes to see her staring at you. Moving a finger in a wide circle. Wait a minute. “…Did Suwako teach you thaaaaaa-“
A dark haze fills your vision mid sentence, and without another thought you find yourself mercifully unconscious.
- - -
You awaken sometime later.
Your eyes open immediately, then you blink.
… You expected to be back at the shrine.
You're propped up against a building at the entrance of the market square.
The fires are out, nothing beyond thing wisps of smoke rising into the sky as evidence they were ever there at all.
Well that… and the ruins.
It’s not that bad for the most part. Plenty of buildings have fire damage, but only a few collapsed outright.... beyond what the Youkai smashed as an attempt of a fire break. The city hall seemed to have survived it entirely, though you can probably thank its brick construction for that.
Sanae’s off looking after some citizens while Suwako is standing near you looking over the aftermath.
“If I died and this is my heaven I’d like to issue a formal complaint.” You say to the goddess.
She glances back to look at you, a smirk on her face.
“Fraid not. You’ve got too much work to do to die anytime soon, what happened?”
You shrug your shoulders. Regretting the action near immediately as a lance of pain tears through your side.
“Kid I helped in the town previously was trapped, when I helped her she decided to thank me by tearing a good chunk out of my side… I hadn’t seen her for awhile. No idea if it the kid was always a… fox.”
“Fox?” She asks. “One you know?”
You rub your bandaged side. “I’m afraid not, I don’t make a habit of hanging around too many foxes these days. I don’t know if that was an illusion or if I was fooled when I first helped them out… helped her mother move some harvest to the village... If that was even her mother.”
She frowns. “Sanae said she disappeared into the smoke.”
You nod. “Lost sight of her, though to be fair I was rather distracted at the time.”
You look back towards the square. Keine’s helping pick up, while there’s no sign of Mima or Reimu.
“Where’d Raiko go?”
She tilts her head. “Raiko?”
“The drum spirit, I knew her before I came here… met her at the train station, hadn’t seen her since.” You explain.
She shrugs. “Reimu took ‘er back to the Shrine, she’s sealed for the moment. She’ll be questioning ‘er later I’d imagine. Could be an after effect of the mallet maybe? Did she seem violent?”
You shake your head. “She was mostly preoccupied with taking care of two other instrument spirits… she seemed friendly enough. Certainly wouldn’t bet on her attacking the Human Village like that… it’s seems to be suicide.”
She clicks her tongue. “Usually messing with the Human Village is a bad idea, the Oni, Tengu, and Kappa are barely welcome as it is most of the time. Don’t need someone else mucking it up.”
You use the wall as a brace and slowly push yourself up, groaning as you do so. Little brat got you good.
“Ya okay?” Suwako asks.
You push yourself the rest of the way up and take a deep breath, leaning back against the wall.
“I’ll be fine, Sanae’s good at her craft, think I’ll be sore for awhile though.” You admit.
She nods and looks back over the square. “We should head back to the Shrine once Sanae has finished. In case anything else is fixin’ to happen.”
You nod again. “You’ll hear no complaint on my part.”
- - -
A short while later you head out of the village together, Sanae was about to try to carry you before you wave her off. Flying isn’t near as hard on the body as walking when you have an injury. She can baby you back at the Shrine.
You take off as a group towards the mountain at high speed.
It’s only a short time later when your ascending with them up the mountain, they’re ahead of you and crest the top first.
Another sharp pain at your side slows you down again.
You clutch it, the magics helped but you’ll be damned if you aren’t going to be feeling that in the morning…
You shake your head… so early in the morning and you’ve already gotten the stuffing beaten out of you. Praise be to Sanae the miracle healer.
You crest the mountain and land besides the gate; Sanae and Suwako are standing next to it, waiting for you.
You start to move forward still focused on your wound when you notice they are following.
You glance over. Suwako is looking towards the shrine with wide eyes. Her mouth open in clear shock.
A clacking sound draws your attention over to Sanae. Her Gohei having slipped from her fingers to hit the stone path. Her knees buckle as she stares ahead.
You follow her gaze towards the Shri-
Past the gate is a large number of trees making up a forested hill. A light dusting of snow is making up the forest floor past the gate, and here and there are various birds and forest animals.
There is no sign of the Shrine.
Notes:
Sorry for the delay on this, I got very distracted with other stories and let this one languish from being ported over from SB. For those who want to read this more quickly, the link is here.
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/a-fox-in-paradise-touhou.588297
Chapter 53: The Chaos Continues
Chapter Text
There’s no sign it was there at all barring the gate.
“Can… can you sense Kanako?” You ask after a moment, turning to look at Suwako.
The goddess slowly walks forward past the gate.
She kneels down a few paces past you, closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.
She slowly nods. “Kanako’s still here… as is the shrine.”
“Sh- she is?” Sanae’s voice speaks up from behind you.
“Ayumu, your hand a moment.” Suwako says, holding an open palm towards you. “Sanae get the other.”
You do so, grabbing her left hand while Sanae takes her right.
The goddess breathes in deeply once again, and then a pulse of power nearly knocks you over. Energy is torn from you and is released in a burst along with Sanae’s and Suwako’s. The earth ripples outward like disturbed water.
The animals scurry and flee as the trees pull into the ground along with the plant life and bushes.
In their place rising are familiar buildings, covered in dirt that is being shaken off as they rise from under the earth.
The walls rise first; the outer wall had a bit of damage previously, something you hadn’t gotten to yet along with Sanae… mostly due to the size of the things.
Now though…
The outside wall is broken and shattered, Onbashira having blown apart whole sections. There are signs of burns as well; marks from energy and flame pepper the walls all along the front side.
The main buildings are in better shape. More Onbashira are staked into the ground, some of the outlier buildings are completely crushed. Others are burned out.
Somewhat miraculously besides the front porch being slightly broken it appears the main building got off relatively unscathed.
Sanae runs past you into the complex and then into the main building itself.
“Did someone attack the shrine? How did we not sense this?”
Suwako lifts herself up from her kneel with a groan. She clutches and shakes her head.
“Theee battle…” There’s a noticeable slur to her voice. “… I musta not have noticed durin’ the battle in town.”
She starts to move forward but stumbles immediately, nearly falling onto her face before you catch her.
“Come on little goddess, let’s get you inside.” You say, adjusting her in your arms as you jog across the compound.
“Kick yer assss….” She growls at you.
You hop up the steps and into the main building; there are several scorch marks across the temple floor and a large gash on the right wall.
It looks more the mark of a blade than a claw…
You move into the hallway, the dining area is where you left it, her room perhaps.
You keep moving until you round a corner. The door to her room is open and you glance inside.
Sanae’s in the middle of the room fussing over an unconscious Kanako that’s in miniature form.
Her red dress is darker in places and there are scratches across her face, Sanae however is making rather quick work of them.
Across the room is Kanako’s sword pinned into the wall about halfway sunk to the hilt. It’s stained red, but there isn’t any sign of who it stabbed exactly.
“Kanako!”
Suwako extricates herself from your grip, stumbling then crawling along the floor to get to her fellow goddess. She looks over Sanae’s work frantically before sighing in relief.
She then topples forward, causing Sanae to yelp and catch her before she can land on Kanako.
You move forward and take ahold of the goddess… bringing the Temple all the way back must have drained her heavily. It wasn’t extremely damaged, so you’d assume Kanako hid the shrine… or buried it for some reason more likely.
Suwako’s lethargic but otherwise fine, that leaves Kanako. “How is she?”
Sanae cuts the magic off and looks her over again. “She’s has some cuts… but nothing too major. You’ve been worse off than she is. She’s magically exhausted but not injured.”
You nod. “We probably shouldn’t stay here, we still don’t know who attacked the Shrine and if something was powerful enough to drain Kanako we are probably in trouble by ourselves…”
“I’d agree… at least until they are better.” Sanae says. “But where?”
“I think… we should go with the Hakurei.” You say after thinking about it for a few moments.
“The Tengu would allow us good shelter… But I do not like to imagine what the effect of seeing their gods in such a state would be. Akyuu would gladly take us, but those who attacked the village… if they were connected to this attack, which they almost certainly are would have little reason not to try again.”
“You think they would attack again?” Sanae asks.
You nod your head. “They were brazen enough to do it the first time; I would not risk Akyuu by doing it a second time. The Yakumo are also an option, but I do not know if I wish to spend a boon like that, especially so when I do not know if we would be able to access the outside again… from wherever it is that she resides.”
You sigh and look down at the prone goddesses. “Reimu can protect them… though the shrine is rather cramped. She’s probably on high alert after the village incident.”
Sanae looks down at the goddesses with a frown on her face. “Reimu won’t be happy.”
You chuckle. “From what I’ve seen she, never is.”
She shakes her head. “Reimu is… difficult, even more so with us.”
"Rival shrines?”
She opens her mouth to speak. Then closes it again, trying to find the right words.
“You… yes, rival shrines.” She says slowly.
You quirk an eyebrow. “Sanae?”
She lifts up Kanako into her arms and gets up from her sitting position.
“We can discuss such things later, I’d rather get out of the temple before whomever did this has another go at it!” She says hastily.
She jogs out of the room carrying Kanako in her arms… which is a far more amusing sight than it has any right to be.
Still. At this point what precisely does she have to be evasive about?
But either way she is right… staying here would be a bad idea. A weak fox and a drained Miko are not a great match versus something that could take down Kanako.
Though you dearly hope she managed to kill it.
… Actually, before you forget.
You gingerly pick up Suwako, the goddess is still out cold. You yank Kanako’s sword out of the wall and put it into its scabbard that was still on the rack. Apparently she drew this in a hurry.
You clutch the goddess in one arm with the sword in the other and head out of Kanako’s room.
You stop by your room to grab the rest of your spell cards. Fortunately they all are still there… including the two fox killers.
Well. You assume Yuyuko’s will kill you; you haven’t bothered to give it a whirl. If it doesn’t Sanae will.
You toss a pair of spare clothes into your pocket via shapeshifting, you don’t know how long you will be gone. So you’d like at least one change of clothes. You can just get new supplies from the Human Village if need be.
You head back out to the front of the shrine to find Sanae waiting for you, already hovering in the air.
She wastes little time in moving, starting to float back down the mountain as soon as you take off into the air, and you both make a rapid pace towards the Hakurei shrine.
- - -
You are there in just a few minutes at full speed, landing at the top of the steps.
Snow goes flying as you land, an after-effect of the magic and the speed you were flying at. The entrance gets the attention of the two people currently talking next to the front porch.
Suika and Mima both turn to look to you curiously. That look quickly turns to shock on Mima’s face, and confusion on Suika’s.
Sanae readjusts her goddess and moves up to the front steps. “Is Reimu in?”
Mima is still looking at the transformed Kanako with a gleam in her eye, but Suika thankfully speaks up.
“Nah, she’s off checkin’ a lead she has. What happened?” Suika asks looking worried. “Don’t think ah’ve ever seen ya look so bothered green.”
“Someone attacked the shrine while we were at the Village. We don’t know who did it and we don’t know if they will be doing so again. We came to request shelter.” Sanae explains.
Mima reaches a hand out in an apparent attempt to pinch Kanako’s cheek, but Sanae pulls her out of arms reach while glaring at the spirit.
Suika makes a thinking sound. “Well… it aint my place to decide, but I reckon it’s serious or ya wouldn’t have come. How bad was it?”
You shake your head. “Bad. She was out of it when we arrived; it seems either the attack in the village was a distraction, or a two pronged assault… which if that is the case would mean more places could have been hit as well.”
“Have you heard anything?”
Suika shakes her head.
Mima relents from bugging the goddess and turns to look at you, hands on her hips. “I had to come straight back so I didn’t see or hear anything.”
Suika moves up the steps and pulls the door to the shrine open.
She then jerks her head towards the interior and plops down in front of the doorway. “Reimu won’t be happy but go ahead.”
Sanae thanks her and rushes inside with Kanako, leaving you outside with Mima and Suika… and an unconscious frog goddess who has seen fit to drool on your sleeve a little.
“No questions or anything? Just… letting us in?” You ask.
Suika chuckles. “I know ‘nako. She wouldn’ be caught dead looking like that ‘less it was an emergency or something went horribly wrong.”
You start moving up the steps. “We’re the Moriya, I may be new at this but it seems the generally doctrine is making things go wrong then trying to fix them as bombastically as possible.”
… Barring the underground.
Mima giggles while poking the goddess in the cheek there’s a dopey grin on her features, she’s giggling quietly and shaking her shoulders apparently not trying to wake the goddess. Though Suwako is making annoyed sounds in response.
“That’d be the general doctrine of most, an’ careful Mima, she’s a goddess.” Suika warns.
You notice Suika’s missing her gourd actually, she’s been surprisingly serious and sober this conversation. Maybe she just woke up?
You also notice an annoyed twitch on the goddess’s brow as Mima continues poking, apparently not hearing, or not heeding the warning from Suika.
It’s the only warning she gets before the goddesses tongue shoots out to capture the offending digit, then with a tug the finger is in the goddess’s mouth as she chomps on it.
Unfortunately for the spirit she couldn’t become incorporeal fast enough to save herself from the bite.
But as she screams bloody murder you figure it’s karmic, and you don’t feel particularly bad about not moving the goddess away sooner.
- - -
You head up the steps and into the shrine. Sanae has already setup, having placed the goddess on a small cushion next to the heated table.
“What happened?” Sanae asks, looking up at you worried.
“You mean the scream?”
She nods.
“Mima poked a sleeping frog and the frog took her for a mid-day snack.”
She looks at you puzzled.
You shrug your shoulders. “Mima kept poking Suwako until Suwako bit her.”
She stares at you with a blank expression.
Then. “Heh.”
She starts chuckling, which then evolves into full blown laughter.
She clutches her stomach and laughs hard, tears in the corner of her eyes.
After a moment you find yourself joining in as well.
You figure at this point you both needed it.
- - -
You glance over to the door into Sukuna’s space, closed at the moment.
“Come on, I have a better place we can keep them. Bring the cushion.”
She nods and picks up the goddess and follows you as you open the door into Sukuna’s room.
Things have been moved around a bit. A stack of boxes serve as a staircase up to a counter in the corner of the room. The door to the birdcage is open.
The Inchling is on top of the counter, currently pulling a page over in the book.
… It went back to normal size far faster than you thought, though that may be the drain on your magic.
She’s grabbed an edge of it and is rolling then pushing it back to the next spread of page. She’s managed to combine them mental activity of reading with the physical strain of a workout. Course with how boring that book is at times that must might kill her.
As the door opens she looks up in curiosity. Then a bright smile comes across her face as she realizes who her guests are.
She slides off the book and onto the counter, then goes jogging to the edge of the counter… which takes her a good second or three to reach.
She sits down on the edge of it, waving happily.
“Welcome back! Was there something else you needed to discuuuu-“
She trails off, eyes widening as she takes in the sight of the two goddesses.
“My word, whatever has happened?”
Sanae moves in past you and places Kanako down near the table the birdcage is resting on.
You set Suwako down as well, the frog goddess curling up into a ball as she is placed on the ground, a happy smile on her face as she tucks herself up in her own clothing.
You set the sword in scabbard near Kanako, whom like a child with a stuffed animal grabs it and hugs it to her... it's an... odd sight.
You look back up at Sukuna who is watching the display with a mix of concern and confusion.
“The shrine was attacked along with the Human Village. Both goddesses were drained due to it… we needed someplace to take them in case they attacked again.” You explain.
She stares down at them both wide-eyed.
“Oh dear… Did you catch whomever did it?”
You shake your head. “We never caught sight of who attacked the Shrine, Kanako was unconscious when we arrived. Reimu has the person who attacked the village.”
Sukuna takes the rice bowl off her head she sees fit to wear as a hat.
She places it carefully onto the table then hops into it. Then with a slight glow of its engravings it lifts onto the counter and floats down to the ground like a UFO.
… Well that’s one way to get around flight cards.
She hovers just above Kanako, looking over the bandaged goddess.
“You did well to bring them under our protection. We pledge that the goddesses shall come under no harm while under our watch!”
She draws her needle for emphasis, holding it up in salute.
The effect is slightly diminished by her squeaky voice, and the fact her weapon is roughly an inch long.
“A mighty guard indeed, but we were hoping to talk to Reimu about staying here until we know they are in better shape.”
Sukuna nods with a smile. “She stated she would be back shor-“
The door opens, revealing a very annoyed looking Shrine Maiden.
“Alright, it’s been a long day already without Moriya shenanigans. Get out.”
Reimu’s standing in the doorway, her Gohei at her side with a very aggrieved expression on her face. She looks about one step away from blasting you both through the wall. She’s holding the door open, as if expecting you to flee through it.
Sanae moves up and grabs Reimu by the arm, dragging her back and out of the room, much to the other ones protest. The door closes behind them, you can hear shouting, but it’s mostly unintelligible. It seems Reimu’s too angry to talk properly as the voices get fainter.
You glance over to Sukuna who is looking at the closed door with a bewildered expression.
“So precisely how has she been as a host again?” You ask.
She giggles and shakes your head. “She has a lot of long days it seems. Come, you can help me read the book.”
She floats back up to the counter top.
“Oh I can, can I? I’m afraid I’m not one of your subjects princess.”
She glances back down at you, a slightly hurt expression on her features.
“Pretty please?” She asks.
…
….
…..
“Alright so where were you?”
- - -
“And so the big and strong Mega-Miko Tsuruko banished the demon back into the abyss from whence it came, freeing the Human Village from its terror for generations. But alas this was not eternal, as soon the lesser but still Mega-Miko Motoko Hakurei had to do battle with it as we-“
“Stop stop stop!” Sukuna giggles. “We are here for a history lesson, not such frivolities.”
You shrug your shoulders. “But my history is much more fun; trust me this is a dry read.”
You clear your throat.
“So the Super-Servant-Of-The-Shrine Motoko did battle with the great demo-“
You feel a light jab on your hand, a glance down shows Sukuna poking it with her needle, an annoyed expression on her features.
“Oh fine. The shrine maiden, Motoko Hakurei was summoned from the shrine to do battle with the demon that was sealed within lake Kiriumi, later renamed Misuto, then later renamed once again to the Lake of Mists. The seal was found to be waning so after performing the required rituals she went to do battle against the bea-“
The door slides open cutting you off, causing a very tiny but appreciable squawk of outrage from Sukuna.
Sanae is standing there alongside with Reimu, there’s a small smile on Sanae’s face, and a neutral one on Reimu’s.
“Alright, out of my house.” Reimu orders.
But if… then why is Sanae…
You glance over.
Sanae coughs into her hand. “What Reimu is trying to say is that she can take in the goddesses for the time they need to recover, but she doesn’t have space for all of us. We will need to find alternate lodging.”
You look over to the still sleeping goddesses... they probably will be for awhile at this rate. “So Tengu or the Human Village?”
“Yes… at least for the time being. Which do you think would be best?”
You turn back to look at her. “They both have their advantages and disadvantages… I suppose we can flip a coin or roll a die?”
- - -
You ponder it with Sanae for a few minutes outside the shrine, Reimu having retrieved spare bedrolls for the goddesses. They are staying put in Sukuna’s space however, the Inchling being unwilling to let them out of her guard.
“So the Tengu Village then? At least until the goddesses are recovered?” Sanae asks for confirmation.
You nod. “Easily defendable… in the heart of friendly territory. Even conveniently has a shrine available if we need it. It’s probably the safer option… and as I said I do not wish to risk Akyuu. On top of that Yukari would be a waste for just the two of us.”
She fishes her flight card out of her pocket. “Are you ready to go then?”
“Ready as ever.”
You take off together at a much more sedate pace over the hill and towards the large forest making up the outskirts of Youkai Mountain.
Snow covers the treetops rather effectively, the snow having gotten progressively heavier through the course of the day.
You have to wonder what the fall goddesses do during Winter, while they are harvest gods… you’d imagine they are only really active 1/4ths of the year.
There’s Kappa swimming down the river away from the mountain, apparently not bothered by the cold.
You pull up alongside Sanae.
“So are we staying at the old shrine or do you want to see about a hotel or the like? I don’t we can just crash at Tenma’s place... and I doubt you’d appreciate a barracks.”
You’ve been in enough in your time… they are never what you would call pleasant, at most just lesser degrees of miserable.
“Hotel or Inn preferably. I’ve been to the shrine, while it is certainly nice it lacks... amenities.”
“No power?” You ask.
She tilts her head. “Well that… and a lack of toiletries, the Tengu are lovely but they have a certain fondness for… communal bathing. Their inn’s have private facilities.”
“I suppose that could be awkward for a city brat.” You agree.
She snorts. “I don’t need to hear that from some hobo who lived in the mountains.”
You mock glare at her. “I’ll have you know that as a fox I ha-“ You pause as an odd tingling sensation fills you.
You blink and shiver, turning to look back at Sanae.
…
Why is Sanae upside down?
No.
Wait.
You’re upside down. That makes much more sense.
And also explains why you then start spinning uncontrollably through the air as you lose all sense of direction to control your flight card with. You cut the magic in an attempt to stabilize but it’s too late as you crash through the treetops onto the forest floor below.
You land, thankfully cushioned by a thin layer of snow.
You raise your head up from the snow with a groan.
“Ayumu!?”
… You really need to stop hearing that scream, you feel it’s becoming a form of leitmotif for your life lately.
You blink a few times, the world coming back into focus thankfully quickly. You are in the middle of the forest, Sanae’s still probably just a bit above you.
Dead ahead is…
Seija.
Your eyes widen and you spring back, your strength launching you away from the ground enough that you land on your feet a few yards back.
You watch her carefully; she has a smug look on her face. In her hand is a series of spellcards, while attached around her waist are a rather random assortment of objects.
A bright green lantern, a doll not dissimilar to the type Alice uses, and an umbrella in her off hand.
It’s… eclectic to say the least.
Sanae breaks through the tree layer to land next to you, looking over you a moment before you nudge her focus towards Seija.
Sanae stills at the sight of her, slowly reaching for her Gohei.
“Good afternoon Seija… to what do we owe the pleasure.”
Beyond the odd collection of items she is in the same getup as when you last saw her, additionally she has no sign of any injuries or wounds either. So she’s probably not who Kanako fought at the temple. Lovely.
“That was a cheap trick last time.” Her smug look drops to a look of anger.
Sanae taps you on the shoulder and jerks her head to the right, while she starts moving around the clearing to the left.
“I’m afraid it’s the majority of my skillset. You’ll have to pardon my lack of grace, but I do assure you it was satisfying to at least one of us.” You say carefully, moving around the clearing.
She growls. “You ruined my plans… but this time.”
She clutches the umbrella a bit tighter.
Then with no warning she’s gone a purple glow being the only evidence she was there at all.
Something slams hard in your back sending you flying across the clearing.
You right yourself and land. Seija’s standing right behind where you were, her hand out in a finger-gun gesture, a smirk on her face.
“I have tricks myself!”
She grasps a spellcard with a manic gleem in her eye.
“Reverse Bow - Dream Bow of Heaven & Earth!"
A roar fills the forest and you hear a startled yelp from Sanae as a veritable wave of energy crashes through the underbrush from the opposite direction.
Sanae flies over it while you roll under. The bullets are oversized, far larger than any you’ve seen so far, and that’s saying something.
They knock over trees in their path, sending wooden shrapnel in all directions. You grunt and cover yourself with an arm to block the worst of it once you get out of the way of the wave.
“Preparation - Takeminakata Invocation!"
Sanae shouts her spellcard, bursts of red and blue light blowing exploding in what is now a freshly made clearing.
As each one explodes three more take their place, they are maybe an eighth of the size of Seija’s, but far more numerous. Forcing the Demon to dodge instead of going on the offensive.
“Ayumu!” Sanae shouts.
You respond to the command.
“'Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa!”
A razorwind of energy speeds across the clearing, churning up snow and dirt. It comes at such a speed that she doesn’t have time to dodge both attacks.
However instead of a desperate dodge or counterattack like you expected.
“Cursed Doll!”
She unclips the doll from her belt while flying back, then throws it clear across the clearing directing towards the two of you.
Then, like a switch had been pulled all the Danmaku changes course, coming back at the same speed towards each of you.
You can’t dodge in time as your spellcard slams back into you, sending you tumbling end over end until you come to a stop against a tree.
Well that’s just lovely, the universe has figured out a way to make you beat YOURSELF up.
Sanae isn’t fairing much better, though she’s at least dodging hers.
You raise yourself up. Seija’s standing across the clearing watching Sanae’s attempts to dodge with a cruel grin on her face.
You shoot a burst of fire towards the doll, the blue flame lighting it instantly.
Sanae’s Danmaku dissipates as soon as you do so, leaving the battlefield calm once again.
Sanae floats down to the ground near you, breathing heavily.
“How do we keep ending up in these situations?” You ask.
She pants. “I… I’m just going to go ahead and blame you.”
You nod. “That’s fair. Got a plan?”
She shakes her head. “She’s only slightly stronger than before, but she’s using those artifacts to cheat… if we could remove or break them we’d remove her adva-“
“Reverse Sign - Evil in the Mirror!"
“-tage ni siht thgif. Hguoht reh rewop si…?!!”
Sanae’s words come out a garbled mess, her hand reflexively coming up to cover her mouth as her eyes widen in surprise.
Balls of energy shoot out in random directions from the demon.
"!egdoD” You shout.
You move the left, but your body doesn’t listen, sending you leaping to the right instead. Unfortunately it appears Sanae has the same problem, the both of you colliding with each other in mid air.
The bullets concentrate and slam into your both, sending you crashing back into a tree.
It splinters under the force, and you both nearly do so as well.
You land in the snow with a groan, Sanae doing the same next to you.
Seija floats over the charred stump, a cruel grin on her face.
“Enjoying it!?”
“Deceit Sign - Reverse Needle Attack!"
“Dodge!” Oh hey, regular Japanese.
You roll through the snow, Sanae doing the same as you both haul yourselves up and away.
A spread of needles shoots out from Seija’s fingertip to chase you through the clearing.
You illusion copies of yourself, four going in random directions with one staying behind you, then you produce a spellcard.
“'Fox Sign – The Forgotten Beast!”
The world blurs as you duck coming to a stop in the snow.
The illusions run past, the needles chasing them. One by one they are caught and burst, leaving you thankfully unharmed.
You drop the effect and the world returns to normal as you glance over at Sanae.
“Miracle - God's Wind!"
Sanae’s voice yells from across the clearing. A cyclone of green, red, and white energy surges force, spinning rapidly and knocking the needles out of the air.
The cyclone then reverses course straight for the stump Seija is standing on.
The demon crosses her arms and smirks, watching the storm of energy come straight forward. It then crashes into it, sending wood chunks into the sky.
Through the storm you can see a bright sickly green light.
When it clears…
Seija is standing there, smirking.
The lantern that was on her waist is held in her hand.
She’s completely unharmed and is standing front of the remains of the stump, the only evidence beyond the snow now coming down that the attack happened at all. She barely has a scratch on her, some slight burns to her clothes but little else.
Compared to the both of you from the battles today and now, she’s by far the fresher fighter… and you’ve yet to actually land a hit on her.
Sanae lands next to you, a bit wobbly and panting heavily. It’s been a longer day for her than it has been for you, and you doubt she has much left in the tank.
“I think we need a new plan, I doubt she can use those repeatedly. We’d need something that would stick around. “ Sanae says, trying to get up from a knee and failing.
You fish into your pocket, drawing a car-
Hmm.
“Is that all you have? Not so strong now are you!?” Seija cackles.
In your hand, thankfully away from Sanae’s view is a deep black spellcard with golden trim. Fine golden decoration running around a central image.
The image of a burning Japanese village.
Chapter 54: Caretaker
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No. You pocket the card. It could be dangerous with her reversal powers, tempting as it may be. That and you don’t think Sanae needs anymore surprises.
You wonder if it is too late to run to the Yaku-
… Wait a minute.
“How are you on magical energy?” You ask Sanae.
She attempts to push herself back up again, you catch her as she starts to fall back down and help pull her the rest of the way up on unsteady feet.
“Near… empty. Do you have a plan?”
You smile. “I believe so.”
“I’m too tired to beat her over the head while she murders you, so if that’s the plan you’ll have to change it.” She says, looking warily across the clearing.
You chuckle. “It’s quite simple really… though surprisingly related.”
You look towards Seija. "Did you seriously steal Yukari's umbrella?”
The demon spins the umbrella in her hands.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” She starts to draw another spellcard.
“I would actually yes, it looks startlingly like Yukari’s umbrella. Though I doubt you have the power to STEAL it… and how did you manage to avoid Yukari anyway?”
She doesn’t respond to the question, shooting another burst of Danmaku towards you, you dodge to the side and make a wide cut around the clearing, fingering one of your own.
“Virtue – Bumper Crop Rice Shower!”
A ball of magical energy shoots up and into the sky above Seija. It then bursts, sending a rain of Danmaku down over the Demon.
She dodges to the side, but you use the distraction to your advantage.
You pump magic into your legs and close with her.
In a very complicated move, worthy of spell battle legend, you tackle her across the chest and force her onto the ground.
You both hit the dirt with a grunt.
You reach to yank the umbrella out of her hands but she recovers before you can.
“Reverse Sign - Overturning All Under Heaven!"
With a twisting feeling in your gut you find the situation reversed.
She’s on top of you and you are on the ground. She’s got a cruel grin on her features as she points a spellcard at you face.
You can hear Sanae already moving across the clearing.
“Now would be a really great time!” You shout, attempting to push the demon off of you. Her spellcard alights before you manage to do so.
“Demon Sign – Stabbing Needle!"
Everything goes dark, first dimming around you and Seija, then the rest of the clearing, time seemingly slowing down as the needles slowly crawl in the air towards you.
A single large eye appears above the both of you, looking down.
With a faint hum a gap opens in front of you, swallowing the needles.
Then all at once the world returns to normal, the needles gone, light returning, and the eye fading away.
“When you mention a lady's name so many times, whatever can she do but notice? And I do apologize, I had to change first.”
A familiar voice sounds through the clearing, and both you and Seija turn to look, the card in her hand returning to normal. Sanae for her part nearly trips over herself.
Sitting on top of a gap across the clearing in Yukari, legs kicking idly as she floats in the air.
Seija stares up at her wide eyed, the card in her now limp fingers falling out to land on your stomach.
You fall back into the snow with a groan. “Sorry for rushing you, things were rather hectic.”
She giggles. “Yes I can see that.”
Seija’s scrambles off of you and leaps to the side in an attempt to get away. In the motion she draws another spellcard and shoots a spread of needles at Yukari. “Fuck off!”
Yukari fades into the gap, appearing next to you and putting on a yawn. With an idle wave of her hand a gap opens behind the demon at ground level as she moves. It catches her ankle and sends her tumbling end over end.
“I’ve been looking for you.” Yukari says with annoyance, but not anger, it’s like a mother speaking to a petulant child.
The Amanojaku withdraws her foot from the gap and scrambles backwards, clutching the umbrella.
She launches another burst of Danmaku at Yukari then clutches the umbrella with both hands, a panicked expression on her face.
Yukari slips into the gap and disappears, to appear again moments later above the Amanojaku, the bullets sailing harmlessly into the afternoon sky.
The umbrella in Seija’s hands glows repeatedly, but nothing happens as she pumps magic into it.
“I’m sorry, but I’ve turned it off. I’m afraid you can’t get away quite that easily.” Yukari explains… almost sounding apologetic.
Four gaps open around Seija, glowing purple arms shooting out to grab her at her limbs, while several other take the artifacts.
Yukari takes the umbrella and looks it over. “Fascinating… a cheap copy, but an effective one. Where did you acquire this?”
Seija's eyes are wide and her motions are panicked as she stares at Yukari, fighting the arms that hold her.
You push yourself up from the snow; Sanae coming over to check you.
She looks you over. “You alright?”
You nod. “I think I’m in better shape than you are to be honest, yourself?”
She nods. “I’ll be fine when we are at the Tengu village… that was a good plan.”
“I have those from time to time.”
You look back towards Yukari and Seija.
“It’s quite alright if you do not wish to talk yet, you are exiled after all. But that doesn’t mean we won’t have a chance to get to know each other better. In due time of course.”
Yukari snaps her fan open and points it at Seija.
A wide gap yawns open behind the Youkai, seemingly growing up from the ground.
Black as the void with alien eyes that focus on Seija, as the focus gets more you can hear snapping and cracking sounds. You could compare it to the sound of cracking glass as the gap affects the world itself.
The hands holding her limbs hoist her up, and then toss her into the gap screaming. As she flies in her voice fractures and hiccups, until it becomes nothing more than a distant distorted noise.
The gap closes, with more cracking sounds it sinks back into the ground. In a moment, it is like nothing was there at all.
Yukari then turns back to you, a smile on her face.
“That was therapeutic, thank you. But whatever is going on? I was asleep.”
You glance towards Sanae.
“Someone has attacked the Human Village and our Shrine. The goddesses are staying at Reimu’s while we are heading to the Tengu Village.” Sanae explains.
The smile drops in an instant.
“Is that so…”
She waves the fan again, causing several small gaps to open in front of her. To your side it is nothing but a black void in the air. But as her eyes glance from gap to gap it is clear she is seeing something you can’t.
Her eyes narrow as she views the last one, then with another wave of her fan they fade away.
“I will question Seija, I am most curious as to where she acquired such artifacts, and what drove the attack on the Village, the Shrine, and your persons.. if she was tied to those events. If I find out anything I will send a messenger.”
You nod. “That would be appreciated, and thank you for showing up.”
An impish smile finds its way onto her face. “With you calling my name so passionately, how could I not?”
You smile back, tired though it may be. “Let’s head on to the Tengu Village before someone else gets any ideas Sanae.”
Sanae nods, pushing off from the tree onto her feet again.
“I can help with that~”
Sanae’s eyes widen. “Don’t you dar-“
Without warning the world becomes nothing but black and purple.
Sanae’s screaming next to you, and far away from you, as well as above and below as she repeats in every direction, a mirror image going as far as the eye can see.
Then as soon as it happens, the world returns to normal, you feel a sensation of falling before your brain and eyes register that your locale has changed.
Your eyes refocus just in time to see the body of water you find yourself splashing into. Its freezing cold and you yank your body back on instinct, surfacing from the water ice cold water.
A flash of green shows Sanae doing the same, along with releasing a battery of expletives.
You look past her. A host of Tengu is looking at you with wide eyes.
...Oh.
You’re in the market of the Tengu Village. In their fountain.
“I really hate that woman.” Sanae growls.
You both crawl out of the fountain and quickly find yourself wrapped in towels provided by a nearby fabric merchant. An older female, probably the Tengu equivalent to middle aged.
She looks over you both with worry on her features. “My oh my whatever happened?” Her voice is soft with a grandmother like quality.
You produce a blue flame for Sanae to warm herself up with as you respond.
“Yukari based travel.”
The Tengu looks at you, confused, but shakes her head and wraps the towels around you, while another Tengu far younger, pats off your hair with a smaller rag.
“You okay over there?” You ask, looking over to Sanae who’s about a stumble away from getting a face-full of fox fire. She’s huddling close to it, a blush across her cheeks as she takes in the warmth.
She nods slowly, having turned too much into a cocoon to bother with speaking.
“There wouldn’t happen to be an inn around here would there?” You ask the merchant.
The merchant tilts her head. “A couple yes, looking for lodging?
“We are yes, just short term.”
She looks around the square for a moment, then points towards a side-street to the east.
“You can try Fukuyama’s. It’s just down that way, not too expensive.”
You nod and turn back to Sanae. “You good to go?”
“Yes… just keeps the fire going.” She grumbles.
You return the blankets to the merchant and head down the side street, it’s an odd sight.
Sanae’s clutching your arm as you hold a ball of foxfire in front of her face, and both of you are bruised and your clothes are rather ragged.
You move through the side street. People move out of the way for the most part, though there’s more than a little gawking. You’ve clearly been through a battle so you’re not sure if looking like this helps or hinders faith in the long run. But as the inn’s sign comes into view you decide you don’t particularly care.
You enter into the inn. It’s cozy, with wooden walls and a wooden floor. Cushioned benches line the wall to the right and left, with windows above them looking outside. A long rug is running from near the door to the front desk, also wooden, of the same style as the flooring.
A young crow Tengu is looking up from the desk at you curiously. Short black hair done up in a ponytail with the traditional cap on her head. A pair of glasses sits on her nose and an open book is sitting on the counter, from which she was apparently reading from before you walked in.
To the right of the counter is a fireplace, you drop your foxfire and nudge Sanae towards it while you walk up to the desk.
“Afternoon… would you happen to have rooms open with a bed?”
The Tengu looks between you both for a moment, then shrugs and pulls out a little pad, looking over it.
“Yes… we have several, one bed or two?” She asks.
You glance over at Sanae who holds up one finger.
“One.” You reply.
“And how long?”
Another glance towards Sanae who is still drying off in front of the fire, she’s holding up two fingers.
“Two nights.”
The Tengu nods and writes on the pad a little.
“That’ll be… eleven thousand yen for both nights.”
Sanae tosses a coinpurse out of her sleeve that you catch out of midair.
It’s heavier than you expected, you count out the coins and hand them over to the Tengu who hand you a key.
“It’s just down the hall to the right, second door.”
You glance down the hallway, there are three doors against the wall.
“Appreciate it. You do breakfast?”
She smiles and nods. “Yes that is included in the price; I hope the room is to your liking.”
You smile back then start heading down the hallway, Sanae following behind.
You unlock the door to the room and open it up.
It’s… not that bad actually.
A small room with single bed set against windows that have a blind over them.
There are empty shelves set against the walls and a nightstand against the bed, on the left edge of the room next to an empty fireplace is a door that you imagine leans to a bathroom.
Sanae brushes past you to fall on the bed with a groan.
You adjust her on it so she’s not half hanging off of it, then turn into a fox to hop on it yourself.
You move up to the dying Miko, she’s looking at your fox form with one eye open.
“Long day?” You ask.
She nods into the cover.
She’ll be resting for a bit like her goddesses you imagine, though she’s probably less drained than they are. You should probably go see about picking up some food.
“Get some rest; I’ll go check out the town.”
You turn to hop off the bed but yelp as something tugs on your tail.
You glance back to see her glaring at you.
“No… no checking, you stay in this room where I can see you.” She says with a growl.
“I was just go-“
“Bed. Stay. Bad fox.”
You huff and lay down on the bed. How very bossy.
Chapter 55: Familiar, But Not.
Chapter Text
You glance back at the shrine maiden in the bed, and after a very long, intricate, and well educated mental argument with yourself you curl up on the foot of the bed to get some rest.
The exhaustion of the day catches up quickly. Still…
At least that’s one problem solved. That’d be… three… no four problems solved so far.
Only 95 more to go.
With that lovely thought you feel your consciousness slip away and enter the realm of dreams.
- - -
A chill wind blows over you, causing your fur to stand on end from the sudden change in temperature.
You crack open your eyes slowly to see where you ended up this time.
It’s night, with almost no light around you. In front is the Moriya shrine, or rather, the Moriya shrine as it was in Osaka. It’s dilapidated, as you saw it in Sanae’s dream.
Did you slip into one of hers again?
The door is open and the wind is blowing hard, causing the wood that makes up the structure to rattle. The other houses around aren’t faring much better, at least from the sound. Though what little you can see of them through the brush is indistinct and dark.
The only light is the moon and the city itself in the distance.
The grounds have a light dusting of snow, though the two statues that flank the path are clean.
You didn’t turn back into a Human, you're still a fox, the stones that make up the path are biting cold against your paws as you steal across the grounds and up onto the steps.
They sink a bit under your weight as you make you way onto the first one, the wood soft and weak.
You start to move up the second step but pause mid motion, your front paw hanging in the air.
Sitting next to the steps and fading into view is the figure you’ve seen in all the dreams so far. It pulses a faint white, with a certain… glittery quality. Like a night's snow. You think you see hints of shape and form, but they are gone just as quickly.
The figure is sitting with its legs hanging down, kicking idly in the air, it makes no move towards you, nor does it seem to have any interest in you at all really.
The form is looking up at the sky, watching the stars.
You move the rest of the way up the steps and look into the structure.
The wood of the interior is better than on the outside at least, the walls have seen better days, but still, it’s stable.
You move inside, it’s warmer, even without a fire or any lights on. It’s still not entirely pleasant, but it’s at least warmer by an appreciable amount.
It’s the same building still as the one in Gensokyo, the main hall is the only area open. The doors to the right and left are closed. You head over to the right, the door opening for you as you move up and through it.
You enter the hallway, the windows patched and boarded in some places, the whistle of wind coming through the few uncovered gaps.
The dining room is empty barring some children’s books on the floor and an old television sitting against the wall.
You head onwards to the junction. The kitchen is closed, as is the door to Sanae and Kanako’s room.
Suwako’s is open however, and there is a faint flickering light coming from it.
You move up to it and peek inside.
…
Well this is different.
Situated in the center of the room is a small bed, though it is in good condition and is well made. Definitely old however.
An oil lamp is burning on a small nightstand in the corner of the room. Revealing a far different place than it is in Gensokyo.
Instead of plants its mostly barren with little in the way of decoration.
There’s another stack of children’s books next to a small desk. Along the walls above it are drawings, Sanae’s you’d imagine.
In the room are three ghostly figures. At the desk is Kanako, hand propping up her head as she is looking through a book. She is stopped in the motion of turning a page, it is hanging in the air as if frozen.
In the bed is Sanae with short black hair, she’s tucked up into heavy blankets with a smile on her face.
Looking down at her is Suwako with a smile on hers as well. She’s idly rubbing Sanae on the head, looking to be in peace, though much like Kanako, she’s frozen mid motion.
You hear the creak of wood behind you and glance back. Standing above you and looking into the room is the white figure. It studies the scene a moment, then moves into the room.
It makes a path around the bed and goddess, and keeps walking straight through the wall and out of sight.
... Hmm.
You start to turn around, as you do, thin motes of light rise from the static figures before they fade away completely. The last remnants of the light rising toward the roof like the last wisps of smoke from a dying fire leaving the room empty.
With a last glance back you speed down the hallway and come to the back door. It’s boarded up, tape and extra sheets of paper covering apparent cracks and rips. You slash a hole open with your claws and dive through…
Sanae doesn’t have to fix it in the dream at least.
You land on the cold stones and glance about for the figure. You don’t have to search very long, the white shining like a beacon in the darkness.
It’s standing at the top of the stone staircase, it was looking down it. But at your focus it turns to you.
It has solidified to an extent, still just a silhouette, but more obviously human. Long hair goes down to its ankles, framing a face that is vaguely feminine. It’s still completely lacking features, and from the neck down its entirely still without permanent form besides vague light.
It raises an arm, and you watch as the limb fades into focus, turning from something nondescript into a slender, and human arm. It waves it at you. Then turns back to move down the stairs.
You move after it, peering over the lip of the staircase. It’s already halfway down already, leaving you to chase after it.
The stairs are in much worse condition compared to their current state, forcing your pace slower than it possibly could be. But while the figure is seemingly moving faster, it also somehow stays at the same distance. It moves at a steady pace down the steps, seemingly unbothered by their current state.
In a short time it reaches the bottom then continues further, you landing seconds later to chase after.
The clearing is…
There are dismantled wooden structures, universally overgrown.
There’s a large indent in the center of the clearing, filled with leave and dirt.
The figure moves to the center of the clearing over the leaves. You follow to the edge of the pit, the figure having stopped in the center.
It looks around the clearing again, then kneels to the ground.
A faint thumping sounds, distant and far away. As the figure kneels it becomes louder and closer, changing to a more recognizable rhythm.
Steady and powerful taiko drums echo throughout the forest and clearing. The heavy beats bounce off the trees and stone to form a ritualistic and religious pattern.
A bright flash of white pulls your attention back to the figure that has risen back onto its feet again.
The figure raises an arm. In it is… a spear.
It holds it aloft above its head, then spins it in her right hand sending leaves flying up into the air.
It twirls on the spot, turning to face you. The spear is held off to the side, butt planted into the ground. The figure is far less obscured now… and for the first time you can make out near all of it.
It’s definitely female for starters. It’s dressed in a shrine maiden’s getup. More traditional than Sanae’s by a wide margin, and far older. It’s still entirely silhouetted but still… there’s form to it.
The sound of the drum pick up again, and she holds the spear horizontally in front of her.
With a flourish she drags it across the ground in a wide circle, a burst of wind is summoned as she does so, shooting out from around here and sending leaves flying in every direction.
As they fly the ground is cleared, revealing the faint remnants of rotting wood laying on the ground.
She slams the butt of the spear into the ground again, then allows it to drop to the side.
The drums fade away, then it raises a hand up to its face, shoulders shaking.
Is it… giggling?
There’s a faint tinkling sound in the breeze, like wind chimes as it does so.
It then lifts off the ground, the sleeves of her Haori and her hair moving as if in water, rippling and moving with a seeming mind of their own.
It leans back, then starts floating out of the clearing towards the reliquary.
In less than a second it’s through the tree line and gone. You run through the pit and over the other-side and into the forest.
The path to the reliquary isn’t so much overgrown as it is nonexistent. But luckily you still know the way. You run past the trees and enter the smaller clearing to see… nothing.
The reliquary isn’t here, or at least, it’s not in the dream.
More sounds of chimes, and you turn to the sound. Floating at the edge of the clearing just peeking around the edge of a tree is the figure.
In response to you focusing on it, it spins on the spot, diving into the forest and even further away from the shrine.
You dive into the forest after.
The forest canopy chokes out all light from above… there is no way this forest was this big in the middle of Osaka. It’s dim, even to your vision, your only guide being the faint flash of white moving from tree to tree.
It doesn’t have a discernible pattern or direction, every time you look its somewhere else in the forest.
It’s playing games with you…
You skid to a stop, taking in your surroundings.
Your… just on the edge of the reliquary clearing, it can’t be more than twenty feet behind you. Another thirty to forty feet ahead is the figure, peeking just out behind a tree and waving.
You stare at it for a moment. Then slowly walk forward.
It doesn’t move as you approach, and soon you are on the opposite side of the tree looking up at it.
It nods its head and starts walking through the forest, though at a far more sedate pace.
You follow, but not for long. As it comes to a stop just a minute or so later, having entered another clearing.
One you noticeably have never seen before. It’s wide, maybe a hundred feet in every direction. There are hints of broken stone steps leading up the hill from here, and in the clearing itself are the wrecks of numerous buildings.
Long wooden structures having been reclaimed by nature, all collapsed but the wood that made them still visible on the ground.
It pauses at the edge of the clearing, looking around for a moment before making its way to one of the ruined structures.
It’s one on the left edge of the clearing, far longer than it was tall, you can’t discern its purpose but its certainly larger than any buildings on the shrine itself beyond the main building.
She steps into the wreckage and beckons you over.
You move over and into the ruined structure, it’s all abandoned wood, anything particularly fascinating was reclaimed by the forest long ago. Though you are surprised the lumber hasn’t faded away completely by now.
The figure kneels besides you. The featureless face turns and her hand raises slowly up to rub the side of your face.
...Then all you can see is white.
- - -
The first thing you notice is the warmth. The cold winters night having changed to a warm summers day. Sunlight suffuses over you, and you appreciate the change in temperature.
The second thing is the smell, nature and rotted wood replaced by the scent of incense, clean cloth, and fresh wood.
You open your eyes to find yourself in a structure, though not one you recognize.
You’d assume it is the ruined one you just left, though now it is repaired… and full of people.
Bunks made of straw line the building from end of end, with a large pair of doors at the opposite end of it. Windows between each bunk let in light, revealing their occupants.
In most of the bunks are women. Some young, some old, all are either in the process of waking up or are still asleep.
The door opens in the back, and another group of women enter and start walking through the building. They are all dressed traditionally… You appear to be in the Shrine maiden’s quarters.
A glance around shows no sign of the figure, and you make your way through the door as the Shrine maiden’s pass through it.
You enter the clearing again, and like the building it is quite different.
The ground is uncovered flat dirt, with a stone path leading to a set of stairs up the mountain. The clearing is filled with shrine maidens. Some are doing morning rituals and practicing. Others are collecting wood and talking among themselves.
Though what you couldn’t say. The chatter is all indistinct and blending together. On top of that, a lot of their faces are out of focus, blurry like in Sanae’s dream.
A few are still full detailed, though what that tells you is… not a lot really. Just a bog-standard group of Shrine maidens.
The group that exited the building makes their way through the clearing and starts up the steps. They are also talking amongst themselves, it’s not so much a procession as them moving as a group.
You follow them, the steps are about the same length as the ones that lead up to the temple, dotting the path to the right and left are smaller clearing with reliquaries, miniature shrines, and Onbashira. Including the one you and Sanae repaired.
Two Shrine maidens are performing some form of ritual in front of it, though you continue on instead of investigating further.
You crest the top of the hill and the clearing you use for training comes into view.
It’s… an arena.
There is a large dirt pit in the center of the clearing, probably four to five feet deep, with a wooden wall surrounding it.
There are viewing platforms around it, though it’s less a colosseum like in Tengu Village, and more of a traditional fighting pit.
There is a group of Maidens sparring in it, long heavy spears decorated with ritual paper clashing against each other. Though from the repetitive movements it seems more representative of a kata than any true combat.
Around the edges are more buildings, including what appears to be a smithy, though it isn’t being worked at the moment.
Much like it was in the previous clearing, most faces and beings are indistinct. The Shrine maidens split up, some entering the arena, while others head into the buildings around it.
You head around the Arena and towards the set of stairs that should theoretically take you up to the shrine.
The trees around it are cleared, Onbashira are sticking out of the ground to the sides of the path. The walls are fully repaired and there is a large iron gate where there wasn’t one in modern day. It is flanked by two Shrine maidens carrying spears and helmets that conceal their features.
You move up and squeeze through the bars of the gate and into the Shrine proper.
The shrine is…
Well for one thing crowded.
The ground is well swept stone and pebble, as opposed to the rock and grass it is now.
Shrine maidens guard every entrance to the building proper, but plenty more are wandering the grounds, interacting with and performing blessings on visitors.
It seems to attract those of all types, from peasants to what appear to be nobles. Going by the clothing… this must be well before even your time. Maybe even close to a millennia ago.
All sorts are praying either at the front of the main buildings or at the smaller buildings around. Some of the smaller buildings appear to be shops selling goods, though all religious in nature. Others are selling fortunes and the like.
You move your way through the throngs and towards the front. The front is the same for the most part, though the statues of Kanako and Suwako are on full display to the sides of the main path.
The donation box is isn't very popular, though that is mostly because the visitors are distracted by other sites. To the right and left of it are two maidens, both in focus. One a young woman with long black hair going down to her ankles, the other is older, with shorter hair tied in a ponytail. You move past them and the donation box to peek into the shrine.
You hear a sharp intake of breath as you walk past the guard, and before you can react the spear hits the floor and you find yourself in a pair of arms.
A shrine maiden has grabbed you and is making cooing sounds, the other maiden looking in alarm.
“Aw, how did a little fella’ like ye get up here?” The miko holding you asks. Her dialect is old, very old. Though thankfully enough you can still understand her.
“Kochiya?! What are you doing?!”
Wait what.
The shrine maiden holds you up, your feet dangling in the air as she presents you to the other maiden. “Fox!”
“Put it down.” The other maiden sighs.
The maiden makes a sad sound, she rubs you on the head briefly then places you back onto the ground.
“Go on now little one!” She says with a chirp.
Kochiya pats you on the head briefly then places you back onto the ground.
You stare up at her.
She’s picked up the spear and has already returned to looking over the grounds, unlike the back entrance these ones aren’t wearing masks. She doesn’t seem to be paying you any more mind.
Her eyes are innocent and blue, and she is by far the most detailed person here. There isn’t a speck of blur or anything else on her.
So…
You have a feeling whose dream this is... that name is interesting. But it isn't fairly uncommon either... at least Chiya isn't. It's most likely more than a coincidence though with your luck.
You move past and into the temple, nudging the door open with your nose. If either maiden notices they don’t move to stop you.
The interior is near the same it is currently, though of slightly older design in places. The same portrait is hung at the end of the room, though this time there sits a large mirror in front of it. Like the one Kanako wears, but far far larger.
There isn’t anyone here, the doors are closed to the right and left.
… Lets see if the goddesses are around.
You move up to the right door and nudge it open with your nose revealing…
Well this is different.
The door opens to the abyss, it’s just white as far as you can see in every direction past the door. No features, no walls just… an infinite white space.
You reach a paw and tap at the floor but find it hits nothing. It’s just open air.
You dart to the left door and find the same, an expanse of white as far as you can see.
You head out the front past the maidens and to the right towards the garden.
It’s still here if slightly expanded, your house is gone, but that is to be expected. The garden is being attended to by several shrine maidens, a large statue of Suwako is sitting in the corner overlooking it all.
You move through the garden and through the side door.
There is a bit more here visible, at least ten feet in every direction is wooden floors and walls, though of a different make than it is in your time. However, beyond that ten feet is yet more white… so something either is very different about this temple… or this is not something the dreamer has knowledge of if you had any guess. You could fill it in yourself… but that would just be your memories supplanting hers, which wouldn’t tell you anything useful in the end.
You head back outside again and make your way to the front steps.
It’s a long winding stone path down the hill past several smaller shrines. The path continues on until it meets the village of Suwa. Boats are on the lake and the town is filled to the brim with people, and there is a steady stream moving from the city up the stairs, either stopping at the smaller shrines or coming all the way up here. The morning light reflects brightly off the water, casting the floating castle in interesting colors, and revealing a large snake motif running along the side of it.
You turn to glance back an-
- - -
You blink.
You are back in your room in the Tengu Village.
Either the dream ended or… someone kicked you out.
There’s a gentle snoring behind you, a glance shows Sanae is still asleep, if the faint traces of light coming through the window are any indication its early morning… so together you’ve both been asleep for over ten hours.
Sanae’s cocooned herself in blankets, now resembling more an arctic sleeping bag than a blanket as she has it wrapped around herself.
You’d complain about her stealing the covers but then again… fur.
You hop off the bed and head into the bathroom, changing back into a human.
It’s not a real shower, a faucet set into the wall with a bucket and chair, but that is more than enough to work with.
They’ve even supplied soap!
You head back out minutes later decently refreshed, you’ve changed into the spare pair of clothes you brought along and head out of the room.
Not to explore mind you, Sanae would never let you hear the end of it. You are seeing if they are serving breakfast yet, it may be a bit early, but you never know with Tengu.
You head down the hall and into the lobby. A ticking clock on the wall does shows it to be about 5:40 in the morning, so a bit earlier than normal but not by too much.
The lobby is manned by…
“Hatate?”
The Tengu you met those weeks ago is sitting behind the counter, idly reading through a magazine. She jerks at the sound of your voice and looks up at you.
“Ay… Ayumu?” She asks.
You nod.
“What are you doing in our Inn?”
You shrug. “Just staying for a bit… you work here?”
She shakes her head. “My mother owns the inn… and wait… you are staying here?”
You nod again.
A grin comes across her face as she produces her phone.
"Well isn’t that interesting… interview?”
Chapter 56: Hatate's Harassment
Chapter Text
Well... best to take the bull by the horns you suppose. Or wings for that matter. You could always spin this in the shrine's favor, though that depends on what she decides to ask.
"I don't see why not, though before we do so. When would breakfast be ready?"
She glances behind her towards a closed door that sits behind the counter. "Mom should be ready in about a half hour or so with the first bit of it. Why?”
You shrug your shoulders. “I take a sick and perverse pleasure in staring at cooked food, though as a soulless automaton I am afraid I do not eat myself.”
She turns back to look at you, confusion on her features.
You shrug again. “I’m hungry.”
She sticks her tongue out and moves around the counter, her wings tucked behind her but with a very eager expression on her features.
She skips across the lobby and to the left, opening the first door and hopping through it.
You follow behind the pleased Tengu and peek into the room. It’s a large study/indoor garden. There’s a series of wooden tables set about on a wooden porch. Along the walls are various shelves filled with gardening equipment and books. Beyond the porch is a dirt garden filled with all manner of plants, though the majority is fruits and vegetables. The roof transitions from wood to glass over the garden to let in sunlight.
You think Suwako would like this place… if she didn’t know about it already. Then again nothing in here could kill you, plant wise. Unless you suddenly developed a deathly allergy to oranges.
She moves over to one of the tables overlooking the garden and sits herself down on the seat nearest the railing.
You move up and draw a seat back. “Shouldn’t you be watching the front?”
She shrugs. “If somebody enters I’ll know… and Mom can handle the customers.”
Fair enough. You sit down and pull up to the table looking across it at her. She fiddles with her phone a few moments before being satisfied, then points it at you.
“So first question. Why are you staying here instead of the temple? Do you have work in the village… or perhaps this is something else?” She asks. You can tell just from that, that she most likely has several theories already… though you doubt any she has are correct.
“Needed a place to stay at the moment, may end up doing some work in the village, not quite sure yet.”
“Just you… or do have someone else with you?” She asks.
You shake your head. “I’m here with Sanae.”
Her smile takes on a mischievous quality. “Is that so? That sounds like a scoop to me!”
Her wings flap behind her causing a light breeze, it reminds you of the way a dog would wag its tail when it is excited.
“So tell me… why does the Moriya shrine maiden and you need to rent a room at an inn when the shrine is so close by?"
You lean back in your seat a little. “I take it the attack on the Human Village has already become known to the Tengu? Several were there during the attack.”
She nods. “Were you there?”
“I was, along with Sanae and Suwako. They fought the instigators while I took care of the humans. Afterwards Sanae and I encountered Seij, the demon that caused the original incident, she has been handed over to Yukari for punishment… but when all was said and done this was a more convenient place to stay.”
Hatate looks at you oddly then types on her phone apparently making notes. She does so for a few moments before turning her focus back to you again.
“So you dealt with Seija?”
You nod. “Sanae and I yes. We fought her and Yukari subdued her, I’d assume she’s questioning her at present.”
She holds her phone out and flips it around so you can see the screen; it’s a photo of the village earlier. There are bursts of Danmaku in the sky, and there is a crowd on the ground fighting the fire.
You nod again. “I was fighting the fires and helping the Tengu in general, along with the Kappa and Humans.”
“Seija wasn’t there?” She asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “If she was I didn’t notice her, Raiko was. We ran into Seija when we were heading towards the mountain.”
She places the phone down onto the table and produces a notepad and pencil. There’s a little crow that has taken the place of the eraser, and there’s a purple checkered pattern running up and down the writing implement.
“Could you tell me about the fight?”
“With Seija… or Raiko?” You ask.
“Seija, Aya already got the news about Raiko out.” She grumbles.
A bit of jealously?
… You could use that.
“Certainly, well, she drew us into battle in the forest not more than a few miles out from the Tengu Village and shrine. She mostly fought via extensions of her natural abilities, reversal of spellcards, that sort of thing.”
“Natural abilities?”
You nod. “She’s a reversal demon. Amanojaku, she does the opposite of what people like and thinks that as well as far as I can gather. Was a rather nasty opponent, she kept turning our abilities and sense of direction back on us.”
Do you tell her about the artifacts…
Probably a good idea yes.
“She was using artifacts, a doll, a lantern, and an umbrella… things like that. They granted her myriad abilities. We weren’t able to recover any of them ourselves, but Yukari has them now I’d imagine.”
“How did Yukari get involved?”
You lean forward to rest your elbows on the table, thinking back to the fight. “We handed her over for her sentence, though Yukari seemed astute in her desire to question her. I called her there.”
Her eyes widen a little and she scribbles onto the pad.
“I still must ask why the Tengu Village with the shrine being so close.” She queries.
“When the fight was finished the Tengu Village was closest, and the Tengu Village is rather lovely all things considered… do you help in the garden?” You ask, gesturing past her.
She glances behind towards the garden then turns to look back towards you. “When mom needs it… but back on track.”
She places her pencil on the table and leans forward herself, a grin on her face.
“Well that would certainly make sense. But surely if you needed someplace to stay Lord Tenma could have assisted. Why our inn in particular?”
You shrug your shoulders and lean back into the seat again. “It was pointed out to us by one of the merchants in the square; to be honest we were more concerned with finding a warm place than thinking about possible options.”
She nods. “But that part doesn’t make a lot of sense to me… of course I could understand being rather uncomfortable from the sudden change. Though I admittedly have never met Yukari myself.”
Her eyes sharpen. “But what would drive you to walk down the street to our inn, when the temple is less than two minutes away at speed? And last time I checked you lived there for free, at the very least Sanae isn’t paying for room and board at the temple versus our inn. Not that I don’t mind the business.” She says, her eyes still sharp but there’s a grin on her face, one with a certain catlike quality.
Well.
She's sharp. Sharper than you expected, but you suppose she's a journalist at the end of the day even if no-one reads her paper. Then again you've never seen her paper, and only snippets of Aya's for that matter. So who knows what constitutes Tengu news.
Telling the truth would be... disadvantageous. But at the same time lying would paint you in a very bad light if found out. So you need a mix of both.
You put a bit of charm into your words, not enough to truly influence, but enough to make yourself seem more trustworthy.
“Seija was empowered by the artifacts; she was far and above what she was at the inverted castle. She dealt with most of our attacks like it was nothing. Sanae was near exhaustion and I wasn't much better.”
You shake your head, not remembering the fight very pleasantly. “When Yukari arrived to apprehend her we were both dead on our feet, Yukari took the opportunity to gap us to the village. Of course, by 'gap us to the village' she dumped us in your central fountain, which is absolutely lovely in Winter I might add.”
“By the time we got our bearings flying was honestly the worse of two options. As for two nights? To be honest I don't know myself. I was just repeating what she told me to tell your mother. Though I figured I could use the time to explore the town a bit more myself. Any recommendations?” You ask, changing the subject.
She writes in her notebook for a few moments, seemingly ignoring the question. But she then sets it to the side and leans back into her seat.
“It's a shame you couldn't get a picture of the battle, it would have been awesome for my article.”
You shrug your shoulders. “Unfortunately I was busy trying not to die, apologies.”
“As for things to explore... I don't know? What do you like?” She asks.
“Books?”
She scrunches her nose.
“I'm sure there are... bookshops around in the market.”
She drums her fingers against the table, the rhythmic knocking the only sound in the study. For being made of glass the place is surprisingly soundproof. You can’t hear anything outside, even with your hearing.
“So you haven’t told anyone else about this?” Hatate asks.
You shake your head. “Not a soul, why?”
The drumming gets faster, a grin forming on her face. “Oh no reason~”
She starts reaching for the pen again when the door to the study slams open.
“Hatate!” A voice shouts.
Standing there is an older Teng-
Oh, it's her mother.
Hatate stammers as her mother stomps up to the table and grabs the younger Tengu by the wing.
“What do you think you’re doing?! It's your job to watch the front when I'm not there!”
Hatate yelps at the sharp tug. She doesn't get a word in edgewise as she is quite literally dragged out of the room and towards the lobby, leaving you sitting there awkwardly in the study by yourself, the door slamming shut behind them.
You push the chair back after a moment, standing up and stretching before putting the chairs back the way they were.
That could have gone better…
But it also could have gone much worse.
- - -
You head out of the study after a few minutes, cutting a left and back into the lobby.
The front desk is once again manned by a miserable looking Hatate handling a customer. A kappa, the first male one you’ve seen up close come to think of it, you saw a few in the Kappa Village you believe, but all at a distance. He’s dressed in the familiar blue of his fellows, though he’s noticeably a big larger than the females you’ve seen so far.
You perk up at the familiar scent of food and follow it down the hall and past the room where you and Sanae are staying.
It leads to an open set of doors, peeking inside reveals a quaintly decorated room. It has a long rug running from the door to the end of the room, upon which sits a piano at the end. On the walls all around are tall windows. You’ve noticed in general the Tengu seem to like views of the outside. Set throughout the room are myriad tables all setup with cutlery and small plates.
Against the left wall is another door, open as the matron moves in and out of it moving things around, the scent coming from the room the door leads into.
She pauses as she notices you, a light smile on her face as she comes to a stop. “Apologies for the abrupt entrance this morning. If you’d just take a seat I’ll have breakfast out shortly.”
You shake your head. “It wasn’t a bother I promise you.”
… In several ways.
“But actually I have a friend who is a bit bed-ridden at the moment; could it be possible for me to take food to her?” You ask.
“Sanae?”
You nod. “She's a bit of a heavy sleeper so I doubt she'll be getting up for awhile, but she needs to eat."
She adopts a thoughtful look before raising a finger. “One moment.”
She darts into the kitchen, leaving you to stand there in the dining hall.
You move up to one of the windows next to the piano and glance outside. It’s another street behind the inn; a look up and down the street reveals it to be mostly craftsman and peddlers. They are setting up in the early morning’s light, un-shuttering storefronts and moving signs out front.
A clatter of plates draws your attention back towards the kitchen. Stepping back out is the matron with a large tray upon which sit several bowls and plates.
You take it from her gratefully, adjusting it in your grip. Fried pork on white rice with vegetable soup, she sets aside two cups of fresh orange juice probably straight from the garden.
A healthy and traditional breakfast, though you do admit a certain fondness for bacon recently. “Thank you kindly. I’m afraid I never got your name, would you be Fukuyama?”
She nods. “Fukuyama Himekaidou yes, and you are quite welcome!”
She moves back into the kitchen to continue working, and you carefully balance the tray as you make your way over to, and then into, your room.
Sanae is still sleeping, having transitioned from the cocoon to a more spread out sleeping position. The covers and comforter have been mostly kicked off, laying as a hump on the floor.
She’s on her back near the edge of the bed, a gentle snore rising from her with each breath.
You set the tray gently on the table besides the bed and pull up a chair. You point towards the edge of the bed and wiggle your fingers. Two paws appear at the edge, then a snout as a kit pulls itself up. Its fur is a bright green; there are two patches of white fur on its side, one in the shape of a frog and one of a snake.
It moves gently across the bed and up to the shrine maiden. Standing on her stomach and staring down at her. You’d have it bop her in the nose until she awoke but sadly being asleep it can’t actually interact with her in that fashion. But that isn't what its for to begin with...
You reach over and bop her in the nose. “Breakfast!”
She groans and bats the hand away, turning over onto her side, back to you. “No, bad frog.” She mumbles drowsily.
You quirk an eyebrow, the fox hopping down to stand in front of her face on the opposite end of the bed while you continue poking her in the side.
She groans again, dragging a hand up to wipe at her eyes as she finally awakens.
Her movement stills as she sees the fox inches away from her. “Yip!”
She yelps and scrambles back, nearly toppling off the bed as she does so. She grabs a pillow and tosses it at the vile beast, only for it to sail through and impact the wall.
You chuckle. “You do terrible things to beds Sanae.”
She turns a baleful eye towards you. “Shoulda left you at the train station.” She mumbles.
You nod sagely. “Probably, but now you’re stuck with me.” You grab the tray and hold it up. “Food?”
- - -
She’s leaning back in the bad while you feed her bits of pork, every once in awhile she sips from the soup bowl. It’s a rather odd mirror of the post werewolf incident from a bit back. Though she is far less hurt than you were. With her it’s all exhaustion.
… Though from how fast she scrambled she is probably playing it up just a tad. Not that you particularly mind.
The green fox has taken a spot in her lap, an idle hand rubbing through its imaginary fur as she eats.
You use your fork to take a bite yourself.
“So what’s the plan?” You ask.
She shrugs her shoulders. “The goddesses still haven’t awoken, or at least I can’t sense that they have, they would have contacted me if they were awake…”
“About that, when do I get those magical telepathic abilities again?”
She sticks out her tongue. “By the time I could speak and think clearly I had the ability, I’d imagine it’ll take you a few months to a year… with talent.”
You blink. “Was that a barb? It felt like a barb.”
She harrumphs. “It possibly could be mister wake-me-up-with-a-fox at six in the morning.”
You cross your arms. “I’ll have you know that I have been a very good fox so far today, I never left the room until this morning like you asked. Hatate can attest!”
She opens her mouth to retort but hangs on the action. “Hatate?”
You nod. “This is her mom’s inn it turns out, she wanted an interview.”
Her eyes widen. “And… what did she find out exactly?”
You lean forward a little, lowering your voice. “Nothing in particular, she doesn’t know about the shrine or goddesses if that is what you are worried about. Just told her we were tired and decided to stay at the inn for a bit. Though she was sharper than expected I admit.”
She grabs the bowl to sip at the soup and leans back into the bed board again. “Not a lot of people read Hatate’s articles, so be happy we ended up with Hatate instead of Aya. She doesn’t leave the Tengu Village that much either.”
She shakes her head. “Last time she really did it caused a minor incident.”
“But as for my question?”
She looks at you oddly before remembering what you asked.
“Oh… right. Well I don’t think it would be a good idea to head back to the Shrine… Moriya Shrine that is. I’m hesitant on going after any potential culprits with the goddesses out of the action… and we still don’t know who attacked you or the shrine either.”
“Would Lord Tenma help?” You ask.
“In what regards?” She replies.
“Guards or shelter that doesn’t cost us anything versus the inn? I doubt the goddesses are going to be under very long but that still doesn’t change the fact that the shrine isn’t safe until they are back and fully functional.”
She bites her lip, glancing out the window.
“Lord Tenma would certainly help if asked… at least from what I know of her. But that would put is in a weak position faith wise.”
You take another bite of breakfast. “Possibly, but we could also spin it that someone attacked us cowardly while they assaulted the Human Village and Kanako fought them off, still not great, but honorable.”
“I figured Kanako will want to head back to the shrine, though I don’t know what Suwako will think, how drained are they?” You ask.
“From what I could gather very.” She admits. “We’ve gained a boost from the incident, but the expenditure was massive. It will recover but it will take time.”
“So what do we do. Just lay low until they wake up?” You ask.
She looks back at you with a frown on her face, and then sighs.
“I… don’t know, I’d hate to just wait, but I fail to see another option at present. Do you have any ideas?”
…
A few come to mind.
Chapter 57: Foxes and Fixins
Chapter Text
“I think we need to head back to the Human Village.” You say after thinking it over.
Sanae gives you a questioning glance, but doesn't say anything in response.
“Unless Reimu converts the goddesses aren't getting any real boosts to faith right now, especially after the attack. Faith that they sorely need. Us making an appearance in the Human Village would bring in a decent amount.”
“What do you think the chances of a second attack are? Or the chances of us being hit on the road?” She asks, sounding rather tired.
Things have been rather... hectic lately. Poor girl could use a break. Or a vacation.
“On the village? I couldn't rightly say, the last attack was thwarted rather quickly. The place seems well defended, now more than ever. The flight over less so, but we don't have much of an option on that front, unless you've gained the ability to teleport.”
You shrug your shoulders. “But nobody said we had to go alone either.”
She narrows her eyes, trying to piece together what you are suggesting, then they widen. “The Tengu?”
You nod. “You don't suppose Tenma would like to be owed a favor? And a decent increase in standing for them at the Human Village at the same time.”
She rubs her chin, thinking. “We could task them with helping the repairs... and they could follow us in. But would we have to tell them about the shrine?”
You shake your head. “Should we? I mean we certainly don't have to, Hatate certainly didn't seem to know about it.”
She shakes her head. “The longer we can go without someone knowing the better, and with how frequently it has been damaged...”
You chuckle. “Unless someone went inside I doubt they'd notice a difference.”
Sanae giggles. “Quite possible. Perhaps we should destroy more of it for good measure!”
“No then we'd have to fix it later... and would have to have an interesting discussion with Kanako.” You say.
You rap your ring against the bedside table, thinking on your other idea. “It would also give me the opportunity to swing by the Hieda estate while I'm there. I would like her to look into the artifacts... I want to know where she got them as I doubt Seija got them on her own.”
“Wasn't Yukari looking into that?” Sanae asks with a frown on her face.
You nod. “She appears to be... but do you honestly think she would tell us the whole truth if she found anything?”
She opens her mouth to retort, lets it hang, then closes it. “No... probably not. Second sources are good.”
“Any other ideas?” She asks.
You shake your head. “None that would probably work better, you?”
She reaches into a pocket and produces her phone. “I didn't have a chance to grab my charger while we were at the temple... so if anything happens we may not be able to reach each other.”
You start to say 'what could go wrong'. When you realize over the past few weeks, everything has gone wrong.
“We will probably have to split up while I check on Akyuu, as I figured you would want to get to work... but beyond that we should probably stick together.”
She sighs and nods. “The longer you stay in my sight the less chance of someone skinning you to wear as a pelt yes.”
You snort. “I distinctly remember you being the one who was exhausted yesterday, not me.”
“And I distinctly remember you not fighting a lightning drum... demon... thing!” She says with an accusatory tone.
“... What even is our lives recently?”
She slumps her shoulders. “When you find out let me know, you're better at the whole investigation bit than I am.”
"No miracles to fix that?” You ask.
She adopts a thoughtful expression. “You know... I never really thought about a miracle that makes things... normal.”
She shakes her head. “But I believe there to be a good chance that making Gensokyo 'normal' would destroy it utterly.”
“Well you ARE talking to a five hundred year old fox spirit and you call two goddesses your mother, were you EVER normal Sanae?” You ask.
She giggles. “Possibly not, but things are usually more fun that way... most of the time. Now out, I have to take a shower before we go meet Lord Tenma.”
- - -
The knob turns behind you and out steps Sanaem, freshened up. She hadn't had the chance since yesterday's events, so she had to get a decent amount of soot off of her among other things. She smiles as she spots you leaning next to the door.
“Shall we?” She asks.
You nod. “Straight to Tenma's palace I suppose.”
You follow her outside the inn and down the street leading towards the village square. It's already busy, though that isn't any surprise. You move through all of it and head towards the large set of stairs leading up to the palace.
You both move up and into the main room you were in previously, this time there is only a few Tengu around however compared to last time. A few Wolves and Crows dressed in fancy robes that look at you curiously as you enter, but quickly turn back to talking among themselves.
Sanae moves up to one of the guards flanking the closed doors that leads to Tenma's meeting area and whispers something in her ear.
The guard nods and steps inside the chamber, leaving you and Sanae standing there.
She glance back at you and smiles. “We will have to wait a bit.”
You shrug and go to look over some of the art pieces to pass the time... there's a new one actually. A long curved bone hangs above the door at the entrance, you didn't notice it coming in as it was out of sight, but once your in the room itself it dwarfs everything else.
...You suppose a good chunk of a Gasadokuro would make a fine trophy.
- - -
True to her word it is a good half hour later when the guard returns and beckons you inside.
The chamber is much the same as it was previously, Lord Tenma is there sitting on the central cushion, and smiles broadly at your entrance. The door closes behind you as she speaks up.
“Sanae and Ayumu... I did not expect to see the Moriya! What brings this summon?”
Sanae bows to the lord and you do the same. She speaks as she rises. “We were hoping to see if your people would be interested in some work.”
Tenma quirks an eyebrow and gestures to the cushions in front of her, you both accept the offer and sit.
She then leans forward, looking at Sanae curiously. “What kind of work would you be talking about?”
Sanae gestures to you.
“We were hoping to have the Tengu become involved in the Human Village after the recent attack. The Humans need help repairing it, and Tengu guards would do much to set their minds at ease.”
Tenma smiles. “I suppose it would yes, but why would the Tengu do such a thing? After all we have no permanent home in the village, we are there as traders, little else. At such a time the security of our own village would be paramount.”
You smile back. “That may be, but such a thing would increase trust with the villagers, allowing better trade and other things besides. On top of that the Moriya would be in your debt.”
She snorts. “Hardly, not after the last incident, but I suppose it would level the playing field a little.”
Her smile turns into a grin. “Aye I can agree to that, been meaning to get a new trade route going anyway. Bastards stopped traveling through the forest to get to us, I'll see if I can't get that changed. What do they need specifically?”
“Mostly repairing the buildings that got burned down, and removing those that can't be recovered at all. And as I stated the addition of guards should be a load off their mind for the time being.”
She nods. “Aye, I can round up a few people. When would this be?”
Sanae speaks up. “As soon as possible would be preferable. If you could manage of course.”
Tenma reacts like she had been slapped. “If I could manage! The balls on you girl!”
She sniggers, standing up from her cushion. “The Moriya call, and after the last display, what can the Tengu do but answer? Give me thirty minutes and you'll have your people.”
- - -
Tenma disappears through the doors again, leaving you and Sanae to yourselves.
Sanae lets out a sigh of relief, leaning back into the cushion a little.
“That stressful?” You ask.
She nods. “I do not like politics... especially now. I don't know how you can stand it.”
You shrug. “Centuries of practice, though it's easier on humans. What do you think she'll want for a favor anyway?”
She makes a thoughtful noise. “No idea to be honest... maybe a rematch?”
“Hmm? Rematch?”
She grimaces, apparently remembering something distasteful. “Part of Tenma becoming the new leader was that she had to prove her martial prowess... she choose to fight Kanako.”
You blink. “And... how did that go?”
Sanae shivers. “Lady Kanako got a bit... excited.”
“She destroyed the town didn't she.” You deadpan.
She giggles in reply. “No! Just the arena I'm afraid, the one you fought in was the new one.”
“But why would she spend a favor on that? I admittedly have not known Kanako very long but something tells me she would basically never turn down a challenge.”
“That would be correct, but I would imagine she would like the battle to be a grand circumstance... maybe a new tournament? Either way it is just one possibility. I admit to not knowing Tenma that well.” Sanae explains.
You make smalltalk over the new few minutes until the doors open again.
It's Lord Tenma flanked by two Crow Tengu, both in wargear with masks affixed on their faces. Tenma herself has swapped out her previous robes for what appears to be a rough adaptation of Samurai armor.
Red leather covers her chest and legs, while paper streamers run the length of her wings with leather clasps like you would see on an ear attached at the ends.
“You are coming yourself Lord Tenma?” Sanae asks.
Tenma grins widely. “Of course, of course! Only fits that I oversee the start of it, I'll be heading back shortly but I'll round up the Tengu already in the village.”
… You think you like this politician.
You head out of the building, the nobles outside looking more than a little surprised at the sight of Tenma in wargear, but none say anything as you make your way down the steps and through the market.
The Tengu make space for you to move through, the few who don't notice are pushed aside by the guards.
“So are we meeting the rest?” You ask.
Tenma nods. “I've already sent word, there is a group waiting by the front gate.”
You look up towards it, and sure enough the gates are already open, a group of Crow and Wolf Tengu standing in front of it.
About half of the Wolf Tengu and Crow Tengu are armed, with various weapons, all wearing masks over their faces. The other half aren't wearing any form of wargear at all. Workman's slops for the most part, a mix of Wolf and Crow with heavy bags and carts of lumber.
You'll give them props... they're fast.
The lead Tengu salutes Tenma as you approach, and in due order you are off in the air towards the Human Village. Four having grabbed the edge of the cart and lift each into the air.
To your eternal gratitude you don't so much as see a bird as you make your way to the Human Village, nothing shoots at you or attempts to stop you. Whether that is due to the procession that surrounds you, or there just not being anyone to do so you can't decide.
But you'll count your blessings.
You land in the center of the village, a loud bang behind you as the cart lands with the Tengu. And you take a look around.
Since yesterday several more buildings have collapsed and more besides are a still smoldering ruin. The fire spread well enough, and its a miracle there wasn't a lot of casualties. Raiko chose... or was sent to attack at a really bad time.
Then again with the Shrine... it may have been unimportant in the long run. Various humans are running about, taking pieces out of the wreckage or attempting to clean up the square, still in awful shape since yesterday.
They all look up curiously as you land, some in fear, others in confusion.
Tenma barks an order and the Tengu spread out, the ones with bags either picking up the loads the Human's were carrying, much to their surprise. Or moving into the ruins to inspect them.
The rest fly up onto the buildings surrounding the square or fly up high into the air to start a patrol.
Tenma turns back to you with a grin.
“I've got this group sorted, I've already sent a word ahead and the Tengu that hang around the village will be joining shortly. What will you two be doing?”
Sanae speaks up. “I will be helping out the people, Ayumu will be speaking with Hieda to look into our attackers.”
Tenma nods. “Tell Suwako I'll be talkin' to her real soon.”
Sanae gives her an odd look, but agrees nonetheless.
She then steps into the ruins herself, assisting one of the other 'worker' Tengu in tearing down a wall.
“...Suwako?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head. “Don't ask me... I really don't know.”
You drop it and glance about the market again. There's an umbrella Youkai playing with a group of children off at the edges of it, them chasing her around as she hops across and around the rubble.
Towards the western end is a small group of Buddhists leading a group in prayer, while to the south is Futo directing some humans in clearing away a market stall.
The Moriya have definitely made the bigger show of force. Especially as more Tengu start arriving and helping out. Hopefully this will help the goddesses.
“I'll be back shortly!” You call back towards to Sanae as you make your way out of the market. She's already moved on to tend to the wounded along with a few forest rabbits.
You exit out of the market and onto the road leading to Akyuu's house, the buildings here are lightly singed but nothing more. White paper... seals? Are covering several of them.
You move over to inspect one of them curiously, it's a red and white paper charm marked with the Kanji for fire.
“Oi! Don't touch it asshole!”
A voice shouts, making you jump back.
“Mokou!” Another admonishes.
You look to your right, where Mokou is looking at you with an annoyed expression, while Keine stands next to her, looking equal parts embarrassed and frustrated.
"Keine? Mokou?” You say dumbly.
Keine nods. “Apologies... I had asked Mokou to help ward off the outlier buildings in case the fire kicked back up again... she isn't very good with people.”
“Oi! I get along with people just fine, they just don't keep their fuckin' hands to themselves.” Mokou retorts.
You stick your hands in the air and back away from the charm covered walls. “Deepest apologies, how goes the village Keine?”
The schoolteacher lets out a sigh. “It could be worse, no major incident since the fire yesterday beyond a few humans starting fights. We could use more help in repairs though, quite a few humans wont leave their homes at present.” She finishes with a frustrated tone.
You gesture back towards the market. “We've rallied the Tengu if that helps, they're helping clear out the ruins and repair what they can.”
You get an honest smile in response. “That does help yes! If you'll excuse me!”
Keine jogs past you and towards the market square, leaving you with grumpy.
She stares at you for a moment, then grunts and turns away, inspecting another wall of charms.
… Good talk.
- - -
You head past her and towards the Hieda estate, making your way inside. It's completely free of damage thankfully, though none of the servants are out in the garden you notice.
You open the doors to the main room, revealing the interior.
Akyuu is in her usual position behind the desk, head propped up by one hand as she looks over a long sheet of paper draped across it.
She glances up as you enter.
A smile comes across her face. “Ayumu! What brings you to my esta-”
She pauses mid sentence, having apparently found new clarity. The smile dropping from her face. “... Alright what trouble did you get in now.”
You lift your arms in surrender. “None that I'm aware of, I haven't even almost died lately... I think.”
She narrows her eyes in a look that threatens to blast you back out the door.
"No really, I'm fine. Probably. Did you make it through the attack okay?”
She sighs, leaning back in her chair a little, the paper forgotten. “The estate is fine, none of the fighting took place near here, even if it did this building is mostly fireproof. You?”
You shrug. “I was there during the attack but I'm mostly unharmed, though I came to speak with you regarding a second attack few have knowledge of at present.”
She sighs again. “Of course you did... you never visit just to make small-talk you damned doom fox.”
You groan. “I am not a doom-fox, hardly anyone ever tried to kill me before I came here. Something about this place is cursed I tell you.”
You make your way up to, and sit in one of the chairs in front of her desk.
“Sanae and I ran into Seija yesterday when we were heading back from the village." She opens her mouth to speak but you hold up a hand for quiet. "Before you ask it has been handled, Yukari has her now.” You explain.
“What got my attention was that she was in possession of certain... artifacts. A doll similar to one of Alice's, when she used it, it attracted all the Danmaku towards it. She had some form of bright green lantern that appeared to make her invulnerable as long as she had it open, and what appeared to be a copy of Yukari's umbrella.”
She stares at you. “Artifacts... and I take it you didn't have a chance to investigate or capture one?”
You shake your head. “The doll was destroyed when the magic hit it, and when Yukari captured her she took the artifacts with her. But I'm interested in where she could have possible obtained them. I doubt she can create such things... and that would mean someone is arming our enemies.”
Akyuu looks up towards the ceiling and runs a hand through her hair. “Well... I don't know anything about doll or doll magic... that is more the forest witch's forte. Even less about Yukari's umbrella, so how she would get a hand on either I do not have the faintest idea.”
She leans forward onto the desk again. “As for the lantern it sounds similar to the kind Yuyuko keeps around... I've never been to the netherworld myself, so this is all secondhand. I can look into it if you want.”
You nod. “It would be appreciated, I may have to make a visit soon.”
She rubs your temple. “I suppose it would make sense to just cut out the middleman and go straight to the afterlife directly. I'll need to check out my collection to see what I have on artifacts... no promises but I'll look.”
... Does everyone expect you to just spontaneously combust?
You smile despite that. “You haven't failed me so far. Besides, you still owe me for Mount Yari.”
She glares. “I paid you for that debacle, twice over.”
You snort. “Do you know what it is like to lose half of your fur to frostbite? No you most certainly do not!”
She mock grumbles. “Things were never this busy before you arrived you know. Beyond the odd Youkai I was just free to write my book.”
“Want me to get back on the train?” You ask.
“... No. You'd get yourself killed before I had the chance to kill you.” She admits.
You grin. “That's what I though, when do you want me back?”
She shrugs, pushing the paper to the side. “Check back in two to three days. I should have something by then.”
You nod, pushing yourself back up from your seat. “Appreciated as always Amu.”
She smiles despite herself. “Yes I'm sure it is you walking migraine.”
- - -
You head back out of the building and onto the main road, the sound of construction and shouts are easily heard even from hear coming from the market square. You start to head back to check on Sanae when you pause midstep.
… There, just about one hundred meters ahead is a woman. A mop of red hair surrounds a face with bright red eyes. The entire lower portion of her face is covered by some form of capelet that is covering her mouth and neck.
This by itself wouldn't be odd, but she's peeking around a corner to stare at you. She notices you staring back, but doesn't move or say anything. She's on the path back towards the market, you could just move past or even fly past... but something about this is more than a little odd.
Chapter 58: Grassroots
Chapter Text
You raise a hand in a lazy wave.
“Morning! Care to come out to talk, or are you going for the whole mysterious stalker thing?”
She stares at you, leaning out a bit more to get a better look at you, then she raises a hand to beckon you over.
You simply stare back, sticking your hand in your pockets, both as a sign of noncompliance and to get your hands on your spellcards.
The staring match continues for several tense moments, before she finally inches out of the alley, stepping onto the main road and walking towards you. She’s wearing a black shirt with red trimmings along the edges, partially covered by a red capelet that runs down to her wrists. The outfit is finished off by a rather short skirt and boots.
She looks this way and that as she approaches, obviously wary. She stops just a foot in front of you, tilting her head up to look you in the eye.
“You are the one who dealt with Seija?” Her voice is soft and without presence, like a ghost in the night or a lover in the morn. Gentle, but it has a notable undercurrent of urgency, but she doesn’t seem visibly panicked or angry thankfully.
“One of several yes.” You admit.
“Then you are Ayumu.” She says, lowering the capelet to reveal her full face. She’s young, that much can be guessed from her height and posture, though with Youkai it’s always hard to tell, her lips are red, the same shade as her hair, and there is a black choker around her neck.
You drag up with a finger and grasp a spellcard in your pocket instead of the stack, nodding slowly as you do so.
She furtively glances to the left and right again, before taking in a deep breath and staring you in the eyes.
“Seija tried to recruit me a few days ago, at a friend’s insistence I turned her down.”
You’d imagined Seija would attempt to recruit again, though you are surprised she would have tried again quite so soon.
“She has been dealt with now… I wouldn’t worry about her.” You say.
She shakes her head. “She wasn’t alone.”
…Pardon.
“Someone was helping her?” You ask slowly. Someone influenced by the mallet? No… its effects were removed… or Sukuna said it was removed.
“There was a fox with her, a normal looking one with orange fur. But its eyes were not those of an animal. It sat on her shoulder while she tried to recruit me. It was odd enough that I wasn’t sure my head was on straight.”
You stare at her hard, searching her face.
Unfortunately it isn’t lying, which lends credence to a theory you had been wondering about ever since the attack, both on the shrine and on your person with that small fox.
“How did you get away?”
She shrugs. “She didn’t pursue when I turned her down and fled, I haven’t seen sign of either since… but I’m afraid I’ll lose my head if I’m not careful.”
You look past her towards the market. “We’ve brought in a force of Tengu… so I wouldn’t be too worried about personal safety at the moment, but I thank you for bringing this to my attention. How did you know to find me?”
She shrugs again. “The mermaid told me, she’s got a good head on her.”
“Mermaid… Wakasagi?”
She glances about nervously again, then nods.
“Are you in danger?” You ask.
“No. I’m being careful not to stick my neck out, but she was insistent I let you know.”
What… precisely has she been up to since you’ve last seen her?
“I’ll keep an eye out, and let the Tengu know as well, it is appreciated… but if you don’t mind me asking why not just send a letter or meet in the square, instead of skulking in an alley? Things are rather tense right now.”
Her eyes widen slightly. She adjusts her posture to stand more on one foot, red filling her cheeks as she blushes.
“Well… I…”
You quirk a brow.
“Right, well, now you know!” She says quickly, losing her composure.
She speeds past you, nearly bowling you over in the process as she sprints down the eastern road.
You watch her go, she turns a sharp corner to the left behind a house and disappears from view completely.
Well that’s… interesting.
Maybe a visit to the lake is in order at some point.
- - -
You head back to the market square; thankfully you don’t have any ‘messengers’ this time around. It’s abuzz with activity; a new and large group of Tengu have shown up in more casual clothes and are assisting. You’d imagine they are the ones who stay around the village more regularly.
Sanae’s off in a temporary structure tending to some burn victims, nothing too serious it seems, and you watch in amusement as someone is flabbergasted at the sight of burnt flesh becoming unblemished and… perfect really.
You move up to the tent and knock on one of the poles holding it up. “Paging Dr. Sanae.”
She works on it a moment longer, then lifts her hands, a pair of rabbits moving in with bandages to cover the now healed flesh.
She looks up at you with a smile. “Good to see you’re alive! Talk went well?”
“Yeah do you have a moment?”
She glances back and a rabbit with brown hair gives her at thumbs up.
She steps out of the tent and into the open air, looking around at the work with a small smile. There’s a group of four Tengu pulling the roof off of what was once a business, the building was stone but the roof beyond the frame wasn’t.
They drop it carefully down onto the square and another group gets to work measuring and sizing it. There are several more next to it, new planks being nailed into place.
“Nothing solid from Akyuu.” You say. “The lantern reminded her of Yuyuko, but she had no idea about the rest, but she is looking into it.”
You glance back at the miko. “I did however have an unexpected encounter.”
“Injuries?” She asks.
You shake your head. “I wasn’t attacked. Someone got my attention while I was heading back, she wanted to speak to me.”
You conjure up an image of her, Sanae looking at it curiously.
“She wanted to let me know Seija had attempted to recruit her a few days ago… and that a potential fox spirit was with her.”
“The same one that attacked you perhaps?” She asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “She only described a rather generic creature, but she wasn’t lying, at least that I know. You know of any besides Ran and myself?”
“Just one… there’s a fox that hangs around the Hakurei shrine from time to time.” She says, head tilted and eyes closed as she remembers. “I haven’t seen her since the last Setsubun though, I think the foxes have their own little hideout like the Kappa and Tengu do, but I couldn’t rightly tell you where it is.”
Knowing your own kind it's either well hidden away, or to the average eye entirely invisible. Or perhaps out in the open hidden among another species such as the humans, all are possible, and you've seen all of them.
“I don’t think going there would be wise at the moment, I hardly know who wants to literally take a chunk out of me. Still, while I had assumed as such, now we have confirmation she wasn’t working alone, which also raises the question of whether attacking us was her own idea, or whether she was goaded into doing it.”
Sanae murmurs. “Well she did seem to be enjoying herself.”
You sigh, looking back over the work again. “I’m not looking for any new villages or looking into any leads until both of the goddesses are up, and we have a house again, any word on that?”
She shakes her head. “Some faint stirrings but nothing yet, I had hoped we could stop by when we are done here.”
She looks around the square one more time, then back at you. “Lunch?”
- - -
You head down the main street and find yourself in a familiar place, the same restaurant you ate it when you first came to the village together. Though this time there is no Suwako to surprise you mid meal as you dig in.
“So how bad were the injuries?” You ask.
Sanae smiles. “Better than expected, only a few major burns and a few people with bruised and broken limbs from debris.”
You smile back. “That’s good then, hopefully with the help of the Tengu the goddesses will get a boost from all this.”
She smiles a bit wider, obviously pleased by the turn of events.
She spins a bit more noodles onto her chopsticks then pauses mid motion. You glance up curiously, her eyes are wide, and a bright grin has made its way onto her face. With a clatter the sticks fall out of her hand, landing in the bowl.
She pushes the chair back and jumps to her feet, cheering happily. “Suwako’s awake!”
She charges out of the restaurant, leaving you sitting there with a decent amount of noodles sticking out of your mouth.
The entire restaurant is looking at you curiously. You slowly set down your utensils and swallow your food. Tossing the payment on the table you head out of the door after her.
You look down the street aaaaand she’s already gone.
There’s a green speck about a mile ahead off in the distance making a beeline straight for the Hakurei Shrine.
You kick off from the ground after her, pumping magic into your flight card in an attempt to catch up. Not that you have much a chance, by the time you reach the grounds she’s already landed and is inside, the doors to the shrine flung wide open.
You move up and glance inside, Reimu’s sitting at the table wrapped up in a blanket, munching idly at an orange as she watches Sanae crush her goddess to death.
Suwako’s arms flail wildly at her side as Sanae has her crushed up against her chest, hugging and swinging her side to side.
The goddess’s eyes catch yours and though she apparently can’t speak, there’s a desperate pleading in them.
You acquiesce after some slow deliberation, moving up and prying the arms and hands off of the goddess who falls to the floor in a heap.
She pants for a moment, Sanae looking down at her with a worried expression.
“I take… I take it… ya’ll are alright?” Suwako manages gets out after a moment. She doesn’t get up, sitting on the floor and looking up at the both of you.
Sanae nods and explains the events of the past day and a half, Suwako staying quiet for the majority of the recap.
“While I can’t say I agree with staying in the Tengu villager per se… it seems to have worked out well enough. I could feel the faith, so thanks for that.” She says with a grin.
“Do you have any idea how long Kanako will still be resting for? We still don’t know what happened…” Sanae asks, glancing back into the room the goddesses were staying in.
Suwako shakes her head. “I’m afraid not, she’s drained rather bad, buuut we have someone who can help with that.”
Her gaze turns to you. “She’s just sleepin’. A deep sleep to be certain but still just sleepin’. Do ya think you could pop into her dream and ask her what happened? Might even kick start her waking process.”
She’s looking at you with an almost… pleading expression, something you’ve never seen on her face before.
Well…
Honestly there’s no reason NOT to.
“Sure.”
You follow the goddess to the room; Kanako’s laying across a series of pillows, looking every bit a sleeping child. This may honestly be the most peaceful you’ve ever seen her.
You kneel next to her, Suwako and Sanae setting up across from you while Reimu watches from the doorway curiously.
“Anything in particular I need to ask besides that?”
Suwako shakes her head. “I need to know what attacked the shrine… please.”
Sanae looks both nervous and hopefully, fidgeting slightly as she sits next to Suwako.
You slowly reach out a hand, brushing away some hair, and place your palm on her forehead.
Then all is black.
- - -
Gentle warmth suffuses you, and your vision returns to you slowly, starting as a blur before coming into a clear focus.
Gravel crunches under your feet as glance about. You stand on the peak of a mountain, overlooking a sea of clouds going endlessly in each direction. A golden light shines from above, you’d think it the sun but when you look up it’s like the entire sky glows, not just one object. The light is soothing, and doesn’t have the harsh heat of a summer’s day, more of the gentle warmth of a blanket in the morning.
In front of you are four… portals. Shaped like the ring rope she wears, in them each is a still image of different scene, each you recognize save one.
Suwa. Osaka. Gensokyo.
In front of each are the figures you’ve seen in your dreams.
In front of Suwa is a Green figure. Osaka is a Red figure. While Gensokyo has no figure at all. The last one and the farthest to the left before all others is the scene of a village, a very old one you do not recognize. Standing in front of it is a purple figure.
The green figure raises a hand in a wave, unlike the others she actually has definition, the same she had shortly before you went back to Suwa. The others are still blurry and indistinct.
Well…
Now what?
Chapter 59: The Great Suwa War
Chapter Text
You move up to the portal of the ancient village, staring at the still image. It lacks color, and several of the buildings are hazy, like a very old photograph.
The purple figure turns to look at you as you stare at the portal, drawing your attention.
It still lacks definition, and you stare at each other without speaking before it turns just a little more to be looking at the portal instead.
“Am I going to die in there?”
It shakes its head.
You smile in response. “Well then, time to find our absent goddess.”
You tap the figure on the back then step through the portal and out the other side.
It’s an odd sensation as you step through it, a tingling sensation that runs up and down your body, but it passes quickly. The sensation is instead replaced by something far more unpleasant.
A harsh heat washes over you, the gentle warmth of the divine sun being replaced by the unforgiving heat of flame. The scent of acrid smoke and blood fills the air as you look over a battlefield... a scent all too familiar.
It’s…
Hell is a good word yes.
The sky is black, but it isn’t night. A heavy smoke roils and reaches over the sky choking out the light of the sun, only allowing a most feeble and faintest hints of light.
You are in a valley set amidst rolling hills; to the west is the same village from the portal. But more immediate all around you is death.
The dying and those soon to die are strewn about all over the ground. Warriors… boys tangled up in heaps, having died in the process of tearing each other apart. Broken swords and spears litter the ground like the refuse of a festival, snapped and thrown aside.
Across the western hills is a wooden palisade, broken and crushed in places, men strewn about it crushed under its bulk or laying on top of it. Entire sections apparently fell while they were fighting over it.
You don’t recognize the coat of arms of either side, though neither is wearing much in the way of armor to begin with, heavily layered clothing now dyed red.
Moans and cries sound out from every direction, along with the sound of neighing horses and crashing wood. There are no sounds of battle; you appear to have arrived in the aftermath. The cries are not the cries of men, but of dying and suffering boys. The miserable and lost, there is no honor or glory here. Not anymore.
The features are indistinct, blurred and hazy features on nearly all combatants, but the cries are all too defined/
A horse gallops past, wounded with a gash across its left flank. A rider sits atop, half of his clothing is missing and his face is covered in blood, a panicked look across his face, his gritted teeth the only white to be seen of his features.
A… shadow slithers out from a pile of bodies, what you thought was the shadow around a neck was a being that is now shooting out to wrap around the horses leg. The horse neighs wildly and goes tumbling over, sending the rider down with it, crushing his leg in the process.
The shadow rears back, solidifying to the form of a tall black serpent.
The man desperately tugs at the leg, trying to free it. The frantic tugging turns to panicked pulling and scraping, digging into the horse to try and get the limb free as the shadow beast approach. The blood fades away, revealing a face all too young, stricken with terror as he tries to escape. But the serpent dives long before he has the chance to do so. You turn away at the scream, having no desire to watch the death.
To the east is a military camp set on a hill, beyond arrows sticking in the dirt it appears to have fared far better. A tall banner rises from it, though once again the symbol on it isn’t one you recognize. In front of it is a tower, wooden in construction. The top of it is covered in cloth with more hanging down to cover the observation deck.
The symbol that is on the banner is repeated across the cloth, but you can’t see inside.
“I can’t wake up.”
A voice, choked and rough speaks quietly behind you.
You turn around; the battlefield continues that way as well. It’s a mud pit, men laying face down in the water and muck, the brown water dyed red in places.
Kneeling in the center of it all, surrounded by bodies is a woman. White clothes, torn and splattered in red and dirt brown, hair a familiar shade of purple, tied up in a rough ponytail going down to her waist.
She’s clutching a sword in two hands, the end of it shoved into the muck. She’s hunched over it, arms shaking as she uses it as a means of support. Her breathing comes in deep gasps, eyes closed as she holds on, as if to hide the hell around her.
You approach, moving for the first time since you entered this nightmare, your shoes squelching against the muddy ground.
She doesn’t react to your approach, her mouth moving to form silent words. Prayer? To who?
There is only one person this could really be.
“Kanako?”
With no hesitation the sword swings up wildly in a rising slash, you lean back as it misses you. The end of the blade is snapped clean off, a long fracture running down to the hilt from where it was broken.
She doesn’t follow through, the sword falling into the mud as she topples to her hands and knees, unable to attack again.
“Moreyashin…” She growls.
Her head turns up to look up you. One red eye wide and manic, the other is clenched shut, and covered in red, a gash across her brow spilling blood down her face.
How far back is this?
You shake your head, kneeling down to be at eye level with the goddess, tossing the sword aside as you do so.
“Can you hear me Kanako?”
She stares at you, breathing in deeply. Her arms shake and her eyes close.
“Finish it!” She chokes out.
The ground shakes and you glance up. There’s a forest to the south, birds scatter into the air and trees falls as a large white snake comes out of the woods.
It’s covered in ceremonial cloth and ribbon, dozens upon dozens of feet long, it slithers out of the forest and towards the battlefield.
Sitting on its head is…
“Suwako…”
You say, in both awe and fright. Shadowy snakes slither around the larger beast as it approaches, she still has the same hat and the outfit is similar to the one you’ve seen her wear in her bigger form, while her face is completely concealed in shadow.
Kanako turns to look at the oncoming goddess, freezing in place at the sight of her.
… Nope, not dealing with this today.
At a thought the shaking stops, the giant snake stopping mid motion. The ground ripples out around you like disturbed water, as it spreads the bodies sink into the ground and the land changes.
Mud becomes a gentle stream, running past you and Kanako, the hills, once bare, are now covered in autumnal trees, while the camps disappear into the wilderness.
The sound of a roaring waterfall fills your ears, accompanied by the gentle sound of birdsong.
Ryuzu falls… not what you expected but you’ll take it.
“Kanako.”
She’s looking about, nearly fallen to her side as she takes in the landscape with a look of bewilderment, paying you no attention.
“Kanako.”
She turns her gaze towards you at the second calling of the name, eyes wide.
“Who… what are you?” You shrug your shoulders.
“Your servant technically, you ARE Kanako then?” She shakes her head.
“I am… Mume Yasaka.” She says, sounding angry... but tired at the same time.
Plum blossom? Well… you suppose it fits. This is still definitely Kanako, else you doubt you would be able to interact with her to this extent… and she tried to kill you, which is very Kanako behavior. Still… curious.
“Apologies, I am Ayumu, your servant. We must speak.” You say plainly.
She blinks the one eye in confusion, and you conjure up a handkerchief to wipe the other one clean. She jerks back at first but you hold her in place. Her strength is nowhere near your own at present.
The other opens slowly once clean, revealing another familiar red eye.
“I do not have any servants.” She says, confused. “I am a soldier.”
You shrug again.
“You’ll grow into them.”
You lean forward, inches away staring into her eyes, the landscape changing to the shrine on top of the mountain as you do so.
“Hold still Mume, I need to speak to Kanako. It’s me, Ayumu.”
She jerks backwards as you do so.
“I am NO-“
She halts mid motion, her eyes dulling and her mouth twitching.
A moment later the light comes back to her eyes, a familiar glow behind them now. Her clothes and hair stay the same, but as she looks at you again… you can tell who you are now speaking to.
“Evenin’ Kanako.” You say with a smile on your face.
She shakes her head from side to side, the ponytail whipping wildly behind her as she recovers.
“I… Ayumu? Where are we? What happened?”
She sounds honestly bewildered, the first time you’ve heard that.
Kanako bewildered and Suwako pleading, today’s a day for new things apparently.
“The shrine was attacked, do you remember?” She squeezes her eyes shut then blinks rapidly.
“I… yes!” She jumps to her feet, nearly toppling over in the process, legs apparently still weak. “Suwako, Sanae!” You press up from the ground, standing up yourself. You raise your hands in a placating gesture.
“They are both fine, neither are injured nor hurt.” She searches your face for a moment then sighs in apparent relief.
“That is… that is good then."
“What happened?” You ask.
She waves her hand and a figure stands before you.
Female, wearing armor akin to what samurai would wear. There’s a sword in a scabbard at her side, and eight tails, black, stick out from behind her. Her face is concealed by an Oni mask, two black ears sticking up from her head. She’s roughly your height, and cuts a rather imposing figure.
“I was attacked by her while you all were away from the shrine.”
An eight tails…
The image is replaced by a new one. The figure is standing on the tip of an Onbashira that just crashed into the ground. The sword raised upwards as she is in mid motion to leap off of it towards a phantom Kanako standing in front of the fence.
“I sensed her coming up and went out to meet her; I did not expect the attack however.”
It changes again to the figure locked in a fight with Kanako, sword swung down as Kanako catches it in between two crossed arms, pressing back against the figure.
“She was strong, far stronger than I expected…” She admits sadly.
The scene changes to her fighting in the main hall, ducking to the side as a wide slash cuts apart the wallpaper.
The scene changes, the fox is slashing her claws, blue flame coming from them. Kanako has her sword now, the flames diverting around the blade to strike the wall behind.
“The beast nearly overpowered me, to my shame.”
It changes to a view from her room; the fox has her claws around Kanako’s neck, grabbing her from behind.
The scene flashes and changes one final time. Kanako has reversed her sword and stabbed herself in the stomach. But the sword has phased through her, a faint golden light where it passes harmlessly through her body and into the wall. The fox is impaled on it, red ichor frozen falling to the floor.
“I buried the shrine in case more attacked, but that is the last thing that I remember.”
You nod. “When we arrived the shrine was buried with no sign of anything else. When we found you, you were in your smaller form… the sword was in the wall but the fox was gone. Did you ever get a glimpse of her face?”
She shakes her head, looking frustrated. “Unfortunately I was unable. What is the state of the shrine?”
“Heavily damaged, the Human Village was attacked while we were away and that distracted us, when we came back it was damaged. Though honestly not much worse than when I first arrived here weeks ago.”
You notice she hasn’t accused you of doing it yet, you figured at the first sign of it being a fox spirit she would be suspicious.
“We had put you and Suwako at the Hakurei shrine… she was exhausted from raising the shrine back up from the ground. But no injuries.”
She nods along, gaze sharpening as she thinks over what you are saying. “The Human Village was attacked?”
“Yes, by Raiko, an animated instrument. It appeared to have been a distraction to get to the shrine, as the attack was damn near suicidal on its own. We dealt with it, then headed back to the shrine.” You shake your head at the memory... things just get crazier around here.
“After we collected you... oh, I have your sword by the way, we dropped you two off at the Hakurei and headed to stay at the Tengu village until you recovered.”
“The Tengu were a good choice, I assume then that the Hakurei maiden did not wish for you to linger in her domain?”
You nod, deciding to NOT mention the effort it took to get her to even take the goddesses at all. “That would be the case… could you wake up? Sanae is worried.”
She blinks and looks past you. Her mouth opens as if she was speaking, but no sound comes out.
After a few moments, she turns back to you again.
“I let Suwako know I was fine… but I fear I am too drained to stay corporeal long term, it will be a few more days before I am prepared to be active again. Who knows about the shrine’s damage?” You shrug in reponse.
“I can’t account for anyone dropping by when we weren’t there, but we haven’t told anybody.” She smiles at your answer, relief clear on her features as she speaks up again.
“That is good then, I have a task for you.”
“Hmm? A task?”
She gestures at the dream shrine behind her. “Could you use your illusion magic to make it appear normal until I can awaken? I would desire things to appear… regular for the time being.”
Well, with your skillset that wouldn’t be an incredible problem.
“It wouldn’t be a challenge, but it wouldn’t hold up to scrutiny if someone decided to explore the interior while I can’t be there to monitor it.” She nods, looking back at the building thoughtfully.
“That would be fine, it would only be temporary.” She responds, turning back towards you again.
“Then consider it done, I need to grab Sanae a spare set of clothes anyway… and probably her games before she gets too bored”
Her smile widens a little more, a calm look coming across her face. “Thank you Ayumu… I will awaken as soon as I am able.”
Everything fades to black, and you find yourself back in the Hakurei Shrine.
Your legs are throbbing… you chose a poor position to kneel apparently.
“Is she alright?!” A familiar voice shouts, in a second you have no more personal space. The green miko is barely an inch away from your face, eyes wide and she grabs you by the shoulders. Suwako giggles in the background, enjoying the spectacle.
“Heel, Sanae, yer frightening our pet.”
You reach up and pry the arms up and push back with the strength of a god, allowing three entire inches of personal space as she attempts to press forward.
You nod. “What she said. Kanako's fine; she should be up in the next few days.”
Sanae sighs in relief and leans back, looking down at the sleeping god child.
“She showed me the image of the attacker… I don’t suppose you know ‘em Ayumu?” Suwako asks as Sanae leans over to rub the sleeping goddess across the head.
You shake your head in the negative. “I’m afraid not, as I’ve said in the past, I tend to avoid other foxes.”
… Sadly lately it seems that isn’t happening the other way around.
She frowns but turns to look back at Sanae again.
You’d imagine you still can’t stay here… so you’ll probably be heading back to the Tengu Village soon enough.
“Will you be coming back to the Tengu Village with us Suwako?” She shakes her head, adjusting her self to sit more comfortable on the floor.
“I’ll stay here to watch over ‘nako, I’d rather not deal with any of my followers at the moment either.”
So that answers that.
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- - -
You step out of the room and through the front door, exiting out of the shrine onto the snowy ground. It appears that the area in general gathers a rather decent snowfall. Sanae and Suwako follow soon after. The little goddess taking the opportunity to assure Sanae... repeatedly that everything is alright.
… Unfortunately you are about to make her worry more.
“I have been tasked to head to the shrine on top of the mountain.” You say aloud.
Sanae turns to look at you owlishly. “Tasked?”
You nod. “Kanako asks me to illusion the shrine better, its not a problem and shouldn't take longer than ten to fifteen minutes all told.”
“Then I'm coming with you.” Sanae states, stepping closer.
You shake your head. “I'll be sneaking in, and it is far easier to sneak alone... and I have experience where you don't when it comes to these kind of things.”
“But we don't know if they've trapped the shrine, or... have it under watch!” She argues. Stomping her foot against the ground.
She's more worried than truly agitated.
“Doubtful, well, watch maybe. Trapped is doubtful. I'd be surprised if Kanako didn't scare them off, an eight tails is no joke... and could be far worse than an eight.”
You shudder a bit at the thought... to go beyond nine... it's extremely rare. So you are hoping... praying it isn't the case.
Ran worries you enough.
“That's a hope and you know it.” She points a finger accusingly. “Something tries to kill you everytime you are let out of my sight, and half the time you ARE in my sight.”
You shake your head again. “That may be the case... unfortunately. But it is true once again, you coming with me wouldn't help if there is an eight tails there, or worse. You'd be annihilated along with me. Alone I can stay hidden.”
She growls and takes another step forward but halts abruptly.
Suwako has grabbed the end of her sleeve with a frown on her face.
Sanae turns to make her argument but stops at the expression on the goddesses face.
“Let 'im do what he needs to do. He's got practice at this, and as much as ya hate to hear it. He's a servant of the shrine, which means he follows orders.”
“But mom that's bullsh-”
Suwako's hand shoots up to cover the shrine maiden's mouth.
The little goddess shakes her head. “He's doin' what needs to be done. We can't afford to have the place lookin' like that fer very long.”
Sanae stares crosseyed at the hand holding her mouth closed, then at the goddess before slumping her shoulders in apparent defeat.
You gently lift up from the ground as she does so.
“I'll be back at the inn when finished, I'll get done as fast as I can.” You state apologetically.
The miko glares at you but says nothing, and before either can say anything you take off away from the shrine towards the... shrine.
That girl has gotten very protective of you... you suppose with her history its understandable... still you need to maybe get her some friends, it isn't particularly healthy.
… and most of the attempted murders aren't your fault.
- - -
You fly low to the ground and head around the mountain to come up it from the forested side, seeing nobody beyond some Tengu on the approach past the river.
You turn a sharp incline to bring yourself up and onto the mountain itself. Turning into a fox and landing on the forest that makes up the lower sections. You speed across the forest, past the ruins, reliquary, arena, and the thankfully intact rear gate. You peek into the compound as you crest the hill... it's the same as where you left it, or so it appears. You channel magic and concentrate, feeling it spread throughout your body as you close your eyes.
A moment later you open them again, you're a human again, though to anyone looking you would appear to be just a fox. It's not for any true purpose you might imagine, it's just far easier to carry things as a human.
You move quietly across the compound and slowly open the back door of the shrine itself, careful not to make any sound as you do so.
It shouldn't be hard to illusion away the damage... but first things first.
You cut across the hallway after making sure the coast is clear and step into Sanae's roo-
Dear god girl.
Clothes are strewn all over the place, on the bed, the floor. Along with books... games... magazines.
Did the goddesses never teach you to clean your roo-
Okay fair enough. One place you are allowed to keep messy is probably good for the mental health. Still, you're halfway tempted to pick up the place.
You step carefully through it and move to her dresser, grabbing some spare clothes and loading it into a small pack she has.
The usual taste a teenager has it appears, though you hardly see her outside of her shrine maiden garb. Though she has been rather active lately.
You finish packing up the spare clothes and head over to her table, grabbing her charger(s) and her DS for good measure. Anything that will help her relax is good, she actually has a rather decent collection, though with the Kappa bringing in mo-
You freeze, not moving, barely breathing.
At the faintest edge of your hearing you heard a gasp, loud and not at all concealed. Just enough to pick up on your hearing.
You move carefully, and glance out of the window towards the front of the shrine where you heard the sound. There standing at the main gate is...
Hina?
The green goddess is looking this way and that at the damage around her, one hand up to cover her mouth as she takes it all in with widened eyes.
She appears shocked and concerned, and she doesn't appear to be an illusion... at least from what you can tell from here.
But that doesn't prove anything.
Hina should be able to sense you... so it would be the easiest, and safest way to test, and the easiest way to perform that without drawing attention to yourself would be to approach her as silently and stealthily as you can manage, to the point where her only means of discerning your presence would be her divine abilities. An advanced Kitsune could theoretically as well, though they would need to be specifically looking for it, and at your energy levels that is rather tricky.
You slink back away from the window and out of the room, leaving the case by the backdoor as you move slowly around the building.
Then you breathe in and concentrate... you always hated invisibility illusions, they are by far the most complicated kind of trick to pull off. To turn something into something else is comparatively simple and far more practical.
To truly make yourself appear to be 'invisible' you need to keep in mind your surroundings at all times, lest the backgrounds not match. Anywhere in Gensokyo this would be far more difficult, but you've got the shrine down rather well.
A benefit compared to the card at least is that your vision stays the same as the effect takes hold and you step around the corner to come around the side of the shrine.
Hina has moved, having gone from the front gate to one of the now once again destroyed buildings.
“Oh my, oh my, oh my.”
She's muttering to herself. Looking over the damage, foot tapping against the ground as an apparent sign of nervousness. Her eyes are wide and she looks at the burn marks covering the Onbashira that crushed the structure.
You move closer, no more than fifteen feet or so away from the goddess, but she doesn't react to your presence as you do so. Your hand moves into your pocket slowly, better safe than sorry, and at this point your instincts have been usually right.
“Suwako! Kanako!”
She's cupped her hands to her mouth, calling out to the gods. Though to be expected at the moment they do not answer. She tilts her head after a moment, a look of worry settling over her features. With a whimper she turns to face towards the main shrine again.
Halfway through the motion she pauses, eyes wide as she stares at you, or rather, your general area. Her eyes flit back and forth as she senses something… but doesn’t really see it.
She holds out her left palm, fingers downwards. The wrapping of ribbon around her wrist uncurls itself and floats through the air, undulating and twisting as it approaches. It stops just a foot or so short in front of you. It glows faintly as it hovers, the white trimming along its edges pulsing with energy.
Then with a loud snap, the ribbon pulls back and wraps itself around her wrist again.
Her eyes narrow as she looks at your position curiously.
“…Ayumu?”
Well… that’s proof enough you suppose.
You allow the illusion to drop, revealing yourself.
She isn’t startled by the sudden reveal, instead moving up to you at a rapid pace to stand in front of you.
“Present.” You say with a wave.
She looks you over for a few moments before speaking again.
“What happened?”
… An interesting question.
On the one hand you want as few people to know as possible, on the other hand Hina lives by herself and doesn’t seem to be one for gossip. On top of that she is a goddess as well and it would perhaps be best to let her know. It’s possible the Moriya aren’t the only targets.
… And she will know something is up from the fact that you are about to repair the shrine via illusions.
“The shrine was attacked yesterday while we were at the Human Village. I take it you heard about the attack there?” You ask.
She nods slowly, turning to look back at the damage.
“We were there helping out and when we returned we found the shrine heavily damaged, someone had attacked Kanako but she fended her off. Though we are staying elsewhere until we can affect some repairs, too many holes in the roof unfortunately.”
“Who attacked you?” She asks.
“Some form of fox, Kanako dealt with her, though it still came out of nowhere to be honest.”
She frowns, turning back to look at you again.
“Was anyone hurt?”
You shake your head.
“Kanako had some minor injuries.”
Which is true… she is more drained than wounded.
"But the rest of us are fine beyond some scrapes.”
She smiles at that.
“That is good to hear, but why were you hiding around invisible?”
That one was far easier to answer.
“I headed back to pick up Sanae’s things as she forgot them when we left. I hid as I didn’t know who had come to the shrine exactly when I heard you. I’ll be fixing up some of the damage then heading back to them.”
“You are welcome to stay at my shrine if you need temporary lodging.” She offers.
You shake your head, while you are certain she is pleasant, it would probably look even worse than shacking up in the Hakurei Shrine.
“I appreciate the offer but we already have a place to stay for the time being, but have you seen any foxes about? Or anything odd in general?”
She looks up, thinking for a few moments.
“Actually… yes I have. To the second, not the first, I haven’t seen any foxes about for quite some time, but just yesterday I did see something quite unusual. There was an Oni wandering through the forest, she had long white hair and a pair of red horns. I didn’t approach.”
“Oni? They rare in the woods?” You ask, you’ve seen enough of them, though admittedly not in the forest.
She shakes her head.
“Most Oni stick to the underground, and a small amount in the village. They abandoned the mountain centuries ago, I can’t remember the last time I saw one just walking through the woods.”
You ponder on the information a moment, a fox attack on the shrine and an Oni… most likely unrelated… but.
“How long was her hair? What was she wearing?”
She tilts her head curiously.
“Down to her ankles, it was long enough that it was nearly trailing in the dirt. Her clothes weren’t anything special, just old style winter clothes.”
It sounds familiar but you can’t quite place it…
“Speak to the Aki sisters recently?”
“I’m afraid not.” She answers. “Minoriko is still active with the harvest, while Shizuha is resting the last time I checked on them.”
Well… as long as all the other deities are okay.
“I would suggest keeping an eye out, while we have the bad habit of… disagreeing with people at times. The attack still came out of nowhere, so it may be the sign of something bigger.”
Her smile dims a little. “I will be fine… could you describe the attacker?”
You snap your fingers, the figure you saw in the dream coming around from behind your back to side at your side, sword held at the ready and the mask fitted firmly on her face. An image such as this isn't the most helpful when dealing with an eight tailed shapeshifter, but it is all you have to work with sadly.
“I’m afraid Kanako never got a look at her face, but this is what she looked like besides that.”
She looks at the figure curiously, moving around to look at her from all angles.
“I’m afraid she is unfamiliar to me, but I will keep an eye out.”
The illusion fades away again with a wave of your hand.
“I expected that… I’m told there is a sizable population of them, but I’ve only run into a small handful.”
She makes a thoughtful noise.
“I had heard something about a possible village to the east of the village, but nothing specific and that was close to a century ago… I’m afraid I hardly venture outside of the forest, more for the human’s safety than anything else.”
East of the village… that is a lot of territory, doubt you are looking for that for some time. Especially as things are now, and the little bitch may still want to eat you. Sanae closed the wound but it certainly doesn’t help your self esteem.
Seriously you pull her out of the wreckage and she pays you back by making an attempt at your false ribs.
“Well please let the Aki know if you run into them, we may have yet another incident on our hands. In the meantime I’ll fix up the shrine before heading back.”
She nods then reaches out an arm, stopping just before your chest, her hand hovering there.
“Would you mind if I drained your misfortune before I left? You have a sizable amount stored up.”
You look at her warily for a moment, before nodding. She’s a curse goddess doing her job, nothing more… and she could have killed you already.
She smiles then draws a shape in the air using her left hand. A green spiral forming in the air, matching the pattern she wears on her dress. She then moves her right hand forward, palm resting on the right hand side of your chest, opposite the heart.
Her eyes flash green for a moment, then you feel a slight tugging sensation. Like something pulling you ever so slightly forward, you don’t move however. Her palm providing a sense of balance and stability as a black smoke curls around the hand.
She breathes in deeply, the smoke drawn from the hand and into her mouth as she closes her eyes. The symbol she drew glows ever brighter, moving from a deep green to a tinged white as more and more smoke is drawn out.
Then, as soon as it happened the symbol vanishes and the palm drops from your chest.
She steps back, then cups her hands together over her mouth and breaths out, when she moves them away a writhing black… thing sits in her cupped palms, a living shadow, writhing and pulsing with malignant energies.
She clasps her hands together over it, and when she opens them back up the black entity is gone.
She shivers slightly then sighs. Her eyes flutter open and a smile finds its way onto her face again.
“All better~” She says cheerfully.
You smile. You don’t really feel any different, but you’ll take anything you can get lately.
“I appreciate it.”
- - -
Hina departs soon after, lifting off into the air to fly off the mountain. She’s about one of the nicest people you’ve run across since you’ve come to this place, hopefully she doesn’t run into the same kind of trouble the Moriya have.
… Then again it isn’t like she has any worshippers as such.
You retrieve the case then set yourself by the back gate again, time to work your magic.
You concentrate, and work on each part of the shrine in turn, the ground turns back to what it was. The outlier buildings repair themselves, the Onbashira fading from view… here’s hoping something doesn’t smack into it.
You restore the shrine from the outside via your memories. It will look like it did a few days back.
The magic drains, maybe a quarter of your daily amount, illusions are your forte, and the effect is complete. The shrine looks to be in perfect working order, it won’t stand up to scrutiny, but from distance it will look normal.
Satisfied, you pick up the case and head back down the mountain.
Same as before you fly low over the forest, both to limit your outline against the sky, and so if and when someone shoots you down they’ll have less time to make the shot and you’ll have less distance to fall if they hit.
To your relief however you don’t run into anyone beyond the Tengu patrols, whom, while you doubt they could handle an eight tails at their numbers, they bring peace of mind ever the same.
To be honest while a high tailed fox is very powerful and rightfully feared, that is all in magical ability. Tengu are the natural fighters that your species in general isn’t, so if they got the drop, or were able to overwhelm it with sheer numbers, it would actually be more tipped in their favor.
… And Tengu far outnumber the foxes you would imagine, they always have.
You land on the path and make your way into the village; the gates are open to visitors, a host of Kappa heading out of it. They have apparently finished selling over the course of the day as evening approaches.
The early phases of twilight break through the trees onto the village proper, painting it in the myriad colors of red, orange, and yellow. As it comes through the trees it gives the entire place an almost painting like quality, the colors blending and mixing into new shades and forms.
You head through the market and down the street towards the inn.
Heading through the entrance you find Fukuyama manning the front counter. She looks up and smiles as you enter, then returns her attention back to a ledger she is going over.
You turn to the right and make your way to the room, hefting the case in your other arm; you reach up to rap on the door several times.
You hear a shuffling from inside, then the door swings open.
Sanae stands there looking up at you, a smile on her face forms near instantly and she steps aside to allow you in.
You set the case on the bed and take a seat besides it.
Sanae closes the door then rushes over, apparently checking for wounds.
You reach up a finger and bop her in the nose.
"I’m fine. Nobody attacked me and the job is done.”
She bats away the finger, an annoyed tick on her face.
“It may have been Kanako’s command but it doesn’t mean I have to like it, it was reckless, especially with your luck!” She says petulantly.
“Be that as it may it’s done, and I brought presents.” You pat the top of the case for emphasis.
She looks at it curiously, and undoes the latch, popping it open.
…
“You are the best family pet.” She says after a few moments.
You smirk.
- - -
The rest of the evening passes quickly, dinner being attained via a local grill. It appears venison is a local favorite in the Tengu village, along with seafood.
Sanae is rather eager to return back to the inn, the reason for this becomes clear as soon as you make it back to your room. She sets her phone to the side to charge as she gets her DS.
…Teenagers.
She plays the evening away as you relax on the bed in fox form until it comes time to sleep. You were somewhat worried she would never get rest herself, apparently she needed to unwind… you can’t imagine why.
Sleep finds you both after some time, and before you know it the next day arrives. Sanae’s taken over the bed again much to your amusement.
You slide down the side and land on the floor, moving on and into the shower. You’ve both slept in a little; it’s closer to eight than seven. Though neither of you have any tasks for the day.
As you shower you figure out what you will do with the rest of your day.
Chapter 60: Routes and Returns
Chapter Text
You finish up in the shower then step back into the room to find green still asleep, clutching a pillow like a teddy bear as she drools a little on the sheets.
You quietly head out of the room and into the dining area, it’s already served, advantage of you waking a bit later than last time. Various plates and dishes are setup on the various tables, with a large table on the edge of the room that is filled with various other dishes for a more ‘buffet’ approach.
It's a remarkably modern idea, then again the Tengu are modern in general.
It’s mostly Tengu here you notice, chatting amongst themselves as they eat… it raises the question as to why the Tengu would need to stay in an inn that is in their own village. Unless this place also doubles as a restaurant… which is entirely possible with the amount of food she is pushing out.
You dodge the matron setting another stack onto the table, she smiles at you but doesn’t speak, too busy working. In a blur she’s already back in the kitchen working again.
You make some plates and carry them back to the room carefully, pushing open the door to find Sanae awake. She’s sitting up back against the bedrest, hair all over the place but otherwise fine as she idly swipes at her phone. Her head turns as you enter, a smile forming as she sees you bringing in food.
You clear some space on the end-table as you set the plates down, no eating pancakes over the bed… it’s rude.
“Sho w’rat ar yu doin’ day?”
Sanae asks, mouth stuffed with pancakes to the point of being reminiscent of a green chipmunk.
You set your own fork down and glance up at her.
“I believe we talked about this previously, I do not speak that mysterious language. Sprechen sie deutsch?”
She narrows her eyes and chews slowly, swallowing after a moment.
“So. What. Are. You. Doing. Today?”
She asks with emphasis.
You shrug your shoulders in response, more out of the fact that you don’t know yourself more than anything else.
“I figured I would explore the village a bit more, want to join me?”
She shakes her head, taking another stab at her food.
“I’ll just be relaxing in the inn this morning, but you are welcome to bring lunch by.”
She says this as she sticks another chunk of pancakes in her mouth. Eyes alight in apparent cheekiness.
You merely quirk a brow.
“Now that you know Kanako is more or less alright this has turned into a vacation hasn’t it?”
Her lips upturn a little but she says nothing as she continues eating, deeming a reply unnecessary.
- - -
You head out of the inn and into the crisp morning air. The sounds of the market are clear even from this side street, the familiar cries of merchants hawking their wares in the morning. The art never truly died out, it’s just far more popular in Gensokyo.
Though of course compared to the old days the idea of a general ‘market’ is decidedly old fashioned, but in these comparatively small towns it still finds its place. You admit some degree of appreciation for it as you move down the street and come to the edge of it.
Stalls and merchants abound, trade already going in full swing. Nothing different than the last time you were here, though you didn’t really get to explore it either.
It’s a mix of crafts and food, split down the middle. The western edge of the market seems devoted to food of all sorts, crops, meats, and other such things. There’s a surprising amount of rice and grain, and seeing the lack of available farmland in the village you imagine this is part of what they import from outside.
The eastern end, and the section you entered, is crafts. Masks, jewelry, wood carvings and some more esoteric pieces abound on various stalls from prices that range from the suspiciously cheap to the absolute exorbitant.
The center of the square is cleared out around the fountain, and much as it is in the Human Village, the space sports a notice board. Though unlike the job board posted in the Human Village, this one from a glance seems to be a more… announcement board. A morning almanac is posted along with some advertisements.
...The perked tail? What could that…. Oh… brothel right.
You turn away form the noticeboard as a cheer rises from the north end of the market.
A group of wolf tengu are set up on a large decorated rug, all female with hair done up in buns. There are six of them in total. Three move around the edges of the rug, multi-colored streamers attached to their wrists that move through the air in whimsical patterns as they twist and move their arms.
In the center of the rug are the other three, their faces are concealed by masks. Two are wearing traditional wolf masks, the other and larger of the three is wearing the red mask of an oni.
The oni player has a large club balanced on her shoulders, while the two wolves have dulled spears. All are wearing armor, though far less heavy than what you’ve seen other tengu wearing. This one probably allows much more in freedom of movement.
The dancers along the edge bow low, streamers and ribbon falling to the ground as they go even further and enter a kneeling posture.
The oni rears back in apparent laughter, though its silent, then with a mighty swing the club moves across the rug, forcing the two wolves to dance back. It’s not a real dodge, they spin and twirl out of the way as the swing goes wide.
They crouch low to the ground, shifting the spears behind them in movements that mirror each other near perfectly.
The oni swings again, a low strike that scrapes across the ground, flint along the edge lighting theatrical sparks as it moves much to the appreciation of the crowd.
The two wolves slam the butts of their spears in the ground, pushing down and using their natural strength to lift themselves up and into the air like a pole vault. Their spears come up with them and they swing them as they pass over the oni.
Sparks and a satisfying crack result as they slap across the oni’s armor, the player stumbling back as the wolves land in a crouch behind it.
Their triumph is short lived however as the oni spins around rapidly, the club swin-
“A good show isn’t it?”
One of the wolves is knocked back the club slamming into her chest, she tumbles to the edge of the mat to be caught by one of the dancers and pushed back in.
You glance over at the speaker, it’s a familiar voice.
She’s wearing a brown cap, not to dissimilar to the caps golfers used to wear. She’s traded out her traditional outfit for a cotton jacket and undershirt as well as a pair of brown pants. The change is either due to the changing of seasons or a fashion statement, either way it’s a rather smart look.
“It is yes, how have you been Aya?”
She smiles wide, clapping a hand on your shoulder.
“Fine fine! Yourself?”
Well your life has been a steady session of beatdowns, setbacks, and politics recently, and at times you’ve been tempted to embrace the insanity of it all and go laughing mad. Burning down the world with foxfire like a bad cartoon villain. Though you would probably run out of magic rather quickly…
But you don’t answer that way.
“I’m doing fine, did you receive my letter?”
She giggles.
“I did, yes, unfortunately I have been rather busy so I was unable to come by for the offer of tea. Either way it led to a good story so I’m happy to have been of service, what brings you to our village?”
You turn back to the performance, the two spearwomen are circling the oni whom is slapping the club into her palm. The dancers move around the rug, faster and faster, spinning and twirling, the ribbons dancing along with them.
“Visiting at the moment, thought I would explore the village a bit more as I haven’t truly had the time lately I’ve feared.”
Hopefully this will be your last night here as well. It’s rather… awkward.
“Any recommendations? I asked your rival but she wasn’t much in the way of help in that department.”
She blinks.
“Rival?” She questions.
“Hatate” You answer.
She shakes her head.
“Rival is… a bit much, more of a competing service. I know of a few places, anything you are looking for in particular?”
“I’m always looking for a good bookstore, beyond that anything really… ‘Tengu’. That sounds rather tourist of me, but I haven’t really ever been around Tengu that much to be honest, I’m curious about your crafts.”
She taps her pen against her chin thoughtfully, eyes turned skyward as she thinks on the question.
“Well we have a few shops that sell books, I use them from time to time to get reference for my articles. You know that bridge that leads to the wolf district?”
You nod.
“There’s a few on that bridge, smaller shops but they have good stock… as for cultural crafts…”
She scratches the side of her temple with her pen, lifting up her hat slightly in the process.
“Well there’s a alley of craftsman not too far from here that specialises in custom masks, they are rather important to us in general. Both for battle and well… status.”
She gestures down a street opposite of where you entered, winding up to a balcony attached to one of the massive trees. Buildings set along its side.
“Walk with me, we can talk while I show you around.”
She moves past you, flashing a grin as she does so, and with a quick glance at the dancing Sextet, beginning to finish their show. You follow after the journalist, leaving them and the market behind as she takes you down the side street. Cobbled like its fellows, it’s a bit wider than the previous one. Notable there is actually very little in the way of shops here. It appears to be mostly storage and warehouses, which is rather odd.
This close to the market is prime real estate, you would figure it would be filled with as many shops as they could manage. Though having the storehouses at a central location also has its advantages.
She leads you to the end of the street which breaks to the right and left, while the direct front is a long and wide rope ladder leading up the tree, like you’d see on an old ship.
With a flap of her wings she ascends, forcing you to channel magic and fly up after her, landing on the wooden balcony that rounds the tree. It’s actually higher up than the palace on second glance. It winds around this tree and it is connected to others by rope bridges. There’s another bridge going down connected to the walls, packs of wolf tengu making their rounds.
The tree itself up here is partially hollow. There are stalls and the like set on the balcony, but past them is a large arched entrance revealing some form of workshop, though you can only see a small section of it.
Aya is already moving forward to glance into it, then beckons you over.
You step up besides her to look inside and see what all the fuss is abou-
Well.
That’s impressive.
It’s been hollowed out to a larger extent than you thought, at least fifty feet in each direct, and around sixty to seventy up. The top is hollowed into a dome to help with the weight, while holes are carved in the sides to serve as entrances for flyers.
Along the ground floor are various workstations and crafting tables. Tengu, mostly crows, sit at specialized tables, pumping machines driven by foot pedals, while they drive a chisel forward and slowly carve away at blocks of wood.
Against the far wall is a series of furnaces, the chimneys of which go into several large pipes that reverse on themselves and go down through the tree itself out of sight to avoid releasing smoke into the air.
Going into said furnaces are slats made of some form of white material, sitting upon which are rough clay shapes. Younger tengu are working it, shirts off and either bare chested or wearing an approximation of a sports bra as they load and unload the furnaces. The finished material is placed in bins nearby to be inspected, refired and reshaped as necessary.
There’s another level above this one, the wood uncarved to allow more room. You can only see a bit of it from here, but it appears to be filled with the more… artistically active of them. Bowls of paint sit about and racks on racks of masks line the walls. Several tengu going over the drying products with paper fans and chipping away at paint where necessary for effect.
From the holes come in more crows from time to time, carrying nets full of material, usually paint and clay. Though one comes in carrying a bundle of wood as well.
It’s damn near an assembly line.
“This is impressive… you can’t possibly need this many though do you?”
She grins as she looks it over.
“You would be surprised, a good amount are broken. They tend to not last very long in fights, a large amount were destroyed in the battle for the castle. That and they are one of our major imports to the Kappa and Human Village.”
“And the underground?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “We don’t particularly trade with them too much, but we have in the past.”
You nod and look back at it again.
You suppose Tengu always were advanced… actually.
“Do you use guns? The Tengu in the outside world did, but I haven’t seen any around here.”
“We do actually.” She answers.
“The wolves tend to use them when hunting at times, as their usual ranged weapons tend to make… short work of the animals if they aren’t careful, while a musket tends to be more consistent.”
It makes sense you suppose; you had seen what some of the tengu could do, and it wouldn’t leave much of an animal in a solid form. Though you are still curious why you haven’t seen any so far.
“I don’t recall seeing any at the tournament.” You note.
“You wouldn’t, the weapons are useful for hunting but far less so for combat. Several tengu can move faster than the bullet can fly, and there is too much of a risk of friendly fire during something like a tournament. We use them for hunting and amusement, not for war or serious combat. That, and a lethal weapon like that would be very against the spell card system.”
You’re imagining Sanae with a shotgun. You aren’t quite sure what to think of the image but you think she would enjoy herself. Or be terrified of it, one of the other really.
“Anything newsworthy lately?”
Aya asks then moves away from the arch to lean back onto the railing overlooking the ceiling. Unprompted, you move up to join her.
“I take it you are already well aware of the attack on the Human Village?” You can almost hear her eyes roll.
“I had the story out an hour after it happened.”
There’s a slight twinkle in her eye at that, and perhaps just the slightest hint of smugness.
… You really need to catch up on her paper sometime, you are slightly terrified as to what she has been writing after that… eloping edition.
“Then I suppose you know about Seija’s attack as well?”
At that her eyes narrow.
“Yes… I read about it in Hatate’s edition. Apparently she managed to get first hooks on the story… I suppose you would know something about that?”
You shrug your shoulders.
“She just happened on me first I suppose.”
She twirls the pen around in her hand, pointing the end at you, a flat expression on her face.
“I do the scouting work and that is how to repay me? You sure know how to make a girl feel special yaknow.”
You place a hand over your heart.
“Deepest apologies, I will inform you as soon as it is possible the next time someone tries to kill me, would you happen to have a fax machine?”
She pokes a finger into the hand cover you heart.
“None of that, I demand a tell all access interview; dirty details, sordid and tragic past, the works! You’ve got to work to make up for this.”
… Not twice in as many days.
“No.”
She pauses mid poke, looking you in the eyes.
“No?”
“No. I believe I promised you tea and pleasant conversation, not that. While I apologize that you didn’t get the article you wanted Hatate happened upon me first.”
She searches your face for a moment, then sighs, looking away with a pout.
“Have you heard of artifacts like those I described to Hatate? They’re rather concerning.” You ask, trying to steer the conversation back.
She shakes her head in the negative.
“No. I only know one person who deals in artifacts, Rinnosuke.”
“Where would he happen to live?” You ask, only to receive a flippant shrug.
“I’m afraid I don’t know, all this talk of interviews has scrambled my memory a bit, if only there was something that could jog my memory a little.”
Your eyes narrow.
“People died Aya, Tengu too. Someone gave her something that had powers similar to Yukari’s umbrella and other artifacts we are still trying to identify. I doubt she can make those on her own, and I intend to get to the bottom of this. Are we really going to do this?”
You avoid charming your voice again, not wanting to double dose, the more you do it the easier it is to detect.
Luckily for you...
She sighs again.
“No… I suppose not. He’s north past the Myouren temple at the edge of the forest, he runs Kourindou; his own odds and ends shop.”
“Anyone else come to mind?” You ask.
She shakes her head.
“Nothing like what you describe to my ‘competition’. Though I’ve seen Youmu using a similar lantern in the past.”
“That’s the second time I’ve heard someone mention that, where is this netherworld anyway?”
She points straight up.
“Go above the clouds and then keep flying east, you’ll run into a giant gate eventually, just fly over it. You’ll be in the netherworld before you know it.”
“That easy?”
She nods, pushing away from the railing and throwing her hands behind her head.
“Entering is easy, people do it all the time, leaving is usually a little more tricky.”
You may have another trip in your future, two in fact.
… Actually all things considered visiting the netherworld may be one of the SAFER destinations you could go to.
“I’ve got some writing to work on if there’s nothing else.”
You shake your head.
“I’m afraid not, but tell you what, I’ll come by in the future and we can have a longer discussion. Where’s your office anyway?”
She points off towards a tree on the east side of the village, several buildings are set against the wood with no way to enter them besides flight. Various crow Tengu flit about it, above the smaller buildings is a larger one not dissimilar to the palace, though smaller in stature. Made of fine wood it's regal in design, with crow patterns all across it.
“I have an office in there.”
“What is… that building exactly?” You ask.
“It used to be the crow embassy, now it’s just a large office building.”
You make a note of it.
“I’ll swing by at some point.”
She offers a wave then hops off the railing, taking off into the air and flying out of the village.
Well…
Now there’s only one place you really want to see.
- - -
You round the corner and the shrine comes into view. Much the same as when you left it, barring a decent amount of snow on the ground. More than the buildings around it, it hasn’t been cleared and it melts slowly due to the tree cover.
There’s someone who supposedly takes care of it, but apparently she hasn’t been around quite yet.
You move through it and into the shrine itself, sliding the door to the main structure open, the wood creaks as you do so, complaining loudly after having not been moved for so long.
It opens to a dusty main room, similar to the one on top of the mountain but much smaller. An altar lies at the end of it, a small mirror resting on it. To the right and left are hallways, so it must have been made on the same design.
You move in and close the door behind you. It’s… actually in rather good condition, maybe you could stay in here for the time being. Then again Sanae doesn’t seem to be the biggest fan of the place.
You take the path to the right and enter the hallway, what is the dining room in the main shrine is barren, it’s previous purpose unknown. The kitchen is less so, the appliances still there surprisingly enough. Sheets cover the lot of them.
The bedrooms are all empty, and same goes for your side of the shrine as well. Nobody has lived here in quite a while it appears.
You’re honestly rather disappointed as you move to step back out into the Tengu village, you were hoping to find something a bit more interes-
You stare cross-eyed at the blade held inches in front of your face.
It’s a wolf tengu, with short white hair tied up in a rounded bun. They frame a face that is only slightly less pale than the snow around her, giving her a palid, ghostly look that perfectly matches her light grey eyes.
She’s wearing a shrine maiden’s uniform, the same color scheme as Sanae’s, but a more traditional form of it. The blade is held in two hands and threatens to take your nose if you move forward.
... Shrine maiden?
“Speak intruder, I will not suffer trespassers on this shrine!”
Her voice is young, maybe slightly older than Sanae, but her posture is certain and there is no expression other than anger on her features.
Chapter 61: Ally
Chapter Text
You stare down the length of the blade to the tengu holding it. Your hands raise slowly, palms outward as you take in the situation.
If worst comes to worst you could get away faster than she could move, if you put your magic into it. Depending on how well trained she is with that thing you could probably overpower her as well, if she’s anything like Tanaka anyway…
You probably shouldn’t base your judgments on him, but either way.
So the most important question is why there suddenly a shrine maiden at the shrine, per what Sanae told you she ‘left’. You had assumed she had been killed, or abandoned them. So that leaves two… maybe three options.
Option A: This is the original shrine maiden, who either returned for unknown reasons… possibly due to the recent boom in Moriya popularity among the tengu. Or never left at all, which seems massively unlikely with how the goddesses work with faith. The outside of the shrine is rather unmaintained, but it could also just not have been cleared of snow. The last time you were around it was relatively nice as well.
That does raise the question as to why she can’t sense you, but that could either be from a lack of training. Or the fact that your appearance is rather sudden all things considered. That and the fact the entire shrine registers as divine, so differentiating the two unless you have a lot of experience may be tricky.
Though that is just speculation on your part, you don’t rightly know how that works to begin with. You suppose you’ll need to ask Sanae for training in those regards, though she may use it as an opportunity for… stress relief.
Option B: This is an imposter. There are at least two foxes running around that you are aware of, not counting Ran. It’s possible, though unlikely, Attacking you in the tengu village would be unwise with the sheer number of witnesses, unless they think you would go down REALLY easy. Which admittedly, they could if this was an eight tails, but you like to think you could make them work for it.
On top of that even at eight or, Moriya forbid, nine-plus-one, you would cause enough noise to draw a massive amount of attention, so if they wanted to deal with this quietly they picked a remarkably poor place to do it.
… Unless they just wanted to assassinate you, which if that’s the case they would have done so in a far less obvious way. Unless you are really misjudging the capabilities of this rogue group of foxes.
Though this may be the same fox between the two…
Dealing with fox spirits is a pain at times.
Either way, with all of that in mind the simplest option is the route that few in this land would ever think of.
Diplomacy.
You make no move beyond raising your hands in peace, then speak slowly.
“I am Ayumu of the Moriya Shrine, I cannot trespass in my own home. This shrine and by extension all others are pieces of the greater whole, as long as I serve the goddesses I cannot be called trespasser.”
Her eyes widen slightly and she looks you up and down, the sword tilting slightly in her grip as she processes what you said.
“You were… at the battle correct?” She asks after a moment.
You nod.
“I’ve been in most battles recently, but I assume you meant for the inverted castle. Yes, I was there, and assisted in fighting Seija and Sukuna.”
The sword lowers a little more, before she pulls it back completely to hold it at her side. In response you lower your arms slowly, taking on a more relaxed posture as she looks at you curiously.
“I saw you.” having abandoned hostility, she’s moved on to curiosity, “What are you? You cannot be a shrine maiden.”
You shake your head… actually you think you had that conversation with Sanae before in this exact spot. Though technically now you are a bit above a shrine maiden… or off to the side really. You wouldn’t dare say you ever outrank Sanae though.
“I’m their Shinshi, a servant and messenger.”
Her eyes widen ever so slightly and she takes a step back. Her eyes dart around again looking you over, until they come to a stop on your arm.
You reach down and roll up the sleeve, revealing your bare for-
… Well, that's interesting.
The tattoo glows and pulses with a faint golden light, too faint to see through your clothes but plainly visible now. A warmth overcomes you, overpowering the feeling of cold winter air. You stare at it curiously, then glance up when you hear the crunching of snow and the clattering of metal.
The shrine maiden is kneeling in the snow, head bowed as she leans forward. Her ears are hanging low and her tail is still as she holds the position. Her blade was tossed to the side, hitting the fence that surrounds the shrine.
The warmth continues, and you feel the faint thrum of magical energies… is this… faith?
Before you can check further she speaks up again.
“My apologies, I am Hidemi. Shrine maiden of the tengu branch.”
Her voice wavers slightly, as if unsure of what she is saying.
“I was told that the shrine maiden of the tengu left...” You pull out your phone and sent a quick text to Sanae as you speak; ‘May be in danger, please come to the tengu shrine.’
Hidemi nods, glancing off to the side.
“I… I did yes. After the underground incident I abandoned the Moriya, but to my shame I found myself lost of purpose. When I partook in the battle for the castle and saw the glory of my gods I remembered.” Her head towards upwards to look you in the eyes. There’s a fierce look in them, not of anger or violence, but of driven passion and… purpose. “So I returned to this shrine to care for it, but I have yet to announcement my presence to them… I am not yet worthy.”
Oh dear… this was not in the job description.
“Well Hidemi, do you have any means of proving who you are?”
You roll your sleeve back up, taking on a more relaxed posture as you grasp the spell cards in your pocket.
Paranoia seems to be the way to go recently.
She shakes her head.
“I am afraid I do not, I cannot invoke the goddesses power currently. I have lost all connection to them since I… abandoned my duties.”
Well then what would be the best way t-
The snow at the edge of the grounds explodes, lightly dusting you, even as far away as you are.
A figure, having crashed down from the sky, is revealed as the snowstorm fades. Standing there, Gohei at the ready, is Sanae in a jacket and pants, having apparently deciding against taking the time to put on her uniform.
… She got here rather quickly.
She looks about wildly before focusing on the two of you, concern and aggravation turning quickly to confusion as you gesture towards the kneeling maiden. She’s turned her gaze from you towards Sanae.
Once again, her eyes widen. She shrinks back ever so slightly, as if scared of her.
“Hid… Hidemi?” Sanae asks carefully.
Hidemi nods slowly, getting up onto her feet and bowing to Sanae.
“Yes… I…”
She speaks as she rises, but the words trail off, apparently having lost what she wanted to say. Or she never had it to begin with.
Sanae starts to lower the gohei a small amount, then glances at you. You nod and she lowers it completely, approaching the shrine maiden.
The shrine maiden is far from the warrior she appeared to be just moments ago, looking entirely more a frightened teenager. Which you suppose in all respects she is right now.
Sanae moves within a foot of the small maiden, searching Hidemi’s face intently, looking for something you can’t see.
Sanae then closes the distance, wrapping her arms around Hidemi in a tight hug that causes the tengu to let out a yelp of alarm. Her arms are still at her side, quite unsure as to what she is supposed to be doing right now.
Her tail is wagging up a storm though.
You take the time to move around them and grab the sword from the ground. It’s relatively simple, fine steel the length of your average blade, with a snake motif running down from the crossguard a good half foot.
You tilt it in the light curiously, you wonder if she had this made or if the goddesses gave it to her.
You glance back to see them standing apart again. Hidemi looks decidedly awkward while Sanae has a broad smile across her face.
“Would it be alright if I kept looking over the shrine? I don’t… know if I feel comfortable facing the goddesses again right now.”
Sanae tilts her head.
“While I have no problem with you taking care of the shrine, are you certain you do not wish to face the goddesses? I assure you they would welcome you back in.”
Would they? You suppose right now faith is faith but they could get rather… vindictive. Though it would probably not be best to look a gift wolf in the mouth.
Hidemi looks off to the side.
“I… do not know, I wasn’t planning on approaching them until I had finished cleaning and had time to think about things.”
Sanae makes a thoughtful sound and looks back towards you.
“Ayumu could you wait out here just a bit? I want to speak to Hidemi inside.”
You glance back towards the street, beyond a few tengu it’s not very busy, most are further down towards the bridge or on the water. Still busy enough that an attack would attract a lot of attention however, and you feel safer knowing a tengu patrol could be on the way to back you up.
“If you’re sure…” You say slowly, staring at Hidemi.
“I am yes.” She says with a wide smile.
Sanae grabs Hidemi’s hand and damn near drags the hapless tengu into the temple.
Well… this is a good thing… you think.
- - -
Sanae steps back outside five to ten minutes later, a spring in her step as she hops up to you.
“Good news?” You ask.
She nods rapidly.
“Tengu shrine is back in business!”
She holds up a hand for a high-five which you acquiesce to, a smile coming across your face as well.
“So she’s the real deal?”
She nods again.
“She’s Hidemi. I knew her for some time before she… left.”
There’s a tinge of discomfort at that last line.
“She said she was inspired to come back during the battle for the castle. She go into more detail on that?” You ask.
“She did, she felt she had to leave after the incident with the underground but had doubts to her true purpose ever since she did so. Once she was drawn into that incident… she found her faith again.” She answers.
“That’s good thing, glad my wandering accomplished something today, ran into Aya as well but I managed to escape without an interview.”
“How’d you manage that?” She asks, as if you had accomplished something beyond even her miracles. You shrug your shoulders, the answer simpler than she would probably expect.
“I said ‘no.’”
"No’? Just like that?”
“Well, I may have promised her a possible interview at my own discretion later, but I told her no in general.” You explain, earning a tilted head and a confused expression from Sanae.
“That’s… an odd attitude for Aya. Usually she’s really pushy about that… anything else interesting?”
“Yeah, two leads; Aya said our best bet for artifacts in general was going to be Kourindou. You know the place?”
She nods. “We bought a spare television from there, he tends to deal in outside world goods.”
“Safe?”
“Rinnosuke can be a bit odd,” she giggles in amusement, apparently remembering something that struck her as funny, “but the shop in general is perfectly safe, and is in a relatively safe location. What was the other lead?”
You groan, knowing how this one was going to go.
“The lamp reminded Aya of something Yuyuko had in the netherworld.”
There’s a pause for a moment as Sanae processes that.
“Worth a look I suppose.” She says after a moment of thought.
“What… just like that? Trip to the netherworld?”
Sanae snorts, dismissing your concerns and throwing your expectations out the window.
“The netherworld is one of the safest locations in Gensokyo, if you know the way in and out. Barring a few obnoxious spirits it is peaceful. Yuyuko is the mistress of that land and nobody dares mess with her… she is obscenely powerful.”
You think back to the other spell card you haven’t tried… it actually may be worth bringing over to her in that case.
“So it could be worth the trip?”
She nods eagerly.
“Should we go to one?” There’s an eagerness to her tone, the idea of lazing about today apparently forgotten. Apparently seeing the old shrine maiden lit a fire under her. Vacation’s over, you can rest when you’re dead.
Still…
Hidemi steps out of the shrine again, looking at you two curiously as you make your decision.
Chapter 62: Hakugyoukorou
Chapter Text
“Well… if you are sure it’s safe I suppose we could start with Yuyuko and the netherworld, there’s been some things I’ve been curious about either way.”
Though you are curious if your assailants will be making a second attempt anytime soon. Seija failed, as did that fox… and you still aren’t sure that fox survived. They appear to have been planning this for quite some time, though you aren’t quite sure how much involvement they had in relation to Seija’s ambush on you and Sanae.
You don’t know for certain if they were even allied to begin with either.
“You know Yuyuko?” You ask.
Sanaes nods.
“I’ve known Yuyuko and her servant Youmu for quite some time. Youmu’s a rather serious person… while Yuyuko could be described as flighty and… sometimes obnoxious.”
“Obnoxious?” You query.
She shudders.
“She has a nasty habit of playing near lethal pranks at times, as the mistress of the dead she has a rather nasty sense of humor at times. But I wouldn’t say she is a bad person by any stretch of the imagination.”
You shrug your shoulders in indifference, just about every figure you’ve met here has a rather odd sense of humor at times.
You glance back towards Hidemi.
“Do you want to come with us?
She shrine maiden blinks, then points to herself, to confirm that you were in fact speaking to her at all.
“Do you want to come with us to visit Yuyuko?” You repeat.
Hidemi opens her mouth to speak, but then thinks better of it and closes her mouth, looking at you awkwardly.
“Can you clean up the shrine Hidemi? We may need to stay here for the time being, possibly tonight.”
Sanae speaks up before Hidemi can, causing you to glance towards the green maiden.
Sanae has her head tilted and is smiling at Hidemi, who in return nods eagerly, moving back inside the shrine.
“What was that about?” You ask once she’s gone back inside.
Sanae shakes her head.
“We’ll need someplace to stay tonight… and she’s still rather nervous, some quiet time would probably be good. That and taking care of the shrine will give the goddesses faith.”
Well, you can’t argue with that you suppose, and you’ll probably get to know her more if you end up staying here for awhile. The shrine is growing... that’s good, right?
You’d honestly be worried about making a new target, especially with the Moriya shrines up and disappearing and getting destroyed across Gensokyo, though this one surprisingly came out unscathed. Perhaps it’s too public a target, The human one was out of the way… and humans aren’t very attentive in general. The underground seems to be in a constant state of chaos, so it’s no surprise that everything breaks quickly.
But they’ve never really ticked off the tengu you are aware of, and it’s in a very public location.
You check the time on your phone, still mid morning, you can probably go and be back by lunch, which is fairly convenient.
“Shall we?” You ask.
Sanae looks back towards the village gates, which stand tall above the buildings even from here.
“We’ll need to go out of the village a bit, then just straight up from there.” She explains.
“Lead the way.”
- - -
You follow her out of the village and fly through the forest, passing by several tengu patrols until you come to a floating stop above the river. A group of kappa are sitting idly by it fishing and drinking… not a bad way to live by any stretch of the imagination.
They don’t acknowledge your presence beyond a drunk wave, then Sanae starts flying straight up towards the clouds. Leaving you to follow.
“So when was the last time you saw Hidemi?” You ask, flying slowly next to Sanae, your both flying at a relatively slow speed as you make your way upwards. The wind is still biting either way though, and becomes especially harsh as you gain altitude.
Sanae makes a thoughtful sound, thinking on the question before speaking. “Not since the underground incident, I don’t get out to the tengu village much in general… or at least I didn’t until I met you. It was more of Suwako and especially Kanako’s thing.”
“How does that work anyway? The goddesses focus more on one than the other?”
"Not so much skillset as realm of expertise, Kanako’s the force of personality and has the raw power that the tengu appreciate. While Suwako is the negotiator and… friendly one. Generally Kanako stuck around the tengu village and underground, while Suwako handled the human village and other groups.”
She turns her gaze back towards the retreating tengu village. “Hidemi became a part of us shortly after establishing diplomatic relations with the tengu. She’s always been a bit awkward, but she was a devout follower of the goddesses.”
“She pointed a sword at my face, by awkward do you mean violent?”
She giggles. “No… more rather bad with people, Hidemi has a bit of a loner streak, she signed up with us almost immediately on seeing the goddesses miracles though. So as I said, very devout… I had to stop her from worshipping me at first.”
“Wouldn’t that help the goddesses? You are their agent after all.”
She shakes her head.
“Suwako said they get a little, but at least in my case it is far better for them to worship the goddesses directly, I don’t fully understand it myself.”
You nod. “I think I felt some faith myself when she realised who and what I was.”
“Technically... you do outrank her, you are a direct servant of the gods, while she would be a servant of the shrine. A difference in semantics perhaps, but a difference nonetheless.” She ponders.
“Wouldn’t that mean I outrank you as well?”
“Nope!” She replies cheerfully.
“Just nope? No further explanation or reasoning?” You ask.
“Nope!”
Oh dear, she’s gaining an ego.
“Well it’s a good thing she’s back either way, though if she’s been around since the inverted castle I’m surprised the goddesses didn’t sense her sooner.”
Sanae scrunches her mouth in thought.
“Well… it is still an active place of faith, despite the interior. We had someone coming by to clean it from time to time. So they probably didn’t notice the new worshipper… Suwako says they are hard to differentiate at times, like a crowd of people whispering at you.”
Makes sense you suppose, the Tengu village has almost disappeared from view as you near the clouds, the wind transitioning to snow smacking you in the face as you climb. Even by your standards this is getting rather uncomfortable, your eyes quint as you press onwards, clearing pass the clouds should help a bi-
“SUPRICE!”
You and Sanae split on instinct as a flurry of… icicles? Flies between you both.
You double time it up through the cloud layer, Sanae doing the same on the other side, hand clutching the spell cards in your pocket.
You burst through the clouds and into the cold, but clear air, you looking around wildly before spotting…
There’s a small fairy floating just above the cloud, she’s wearing a blue dress with a white trim, she’s got her hands up clutching her head of ice blue hair.
Another figure, far more mature looking is standing above her. Also in a white and blue dress, though in a decidedly different fashion than the fairy. She has her hand raised, apparently having just finished slapping the fairy.
Wings of… ice stick up from behind the fairy, glinting in the sun's bright light.
Sanae bursts through the clouds on the other side moments later, and upon taking in the scene she lowers her gohei and sighs.
The ice fairy growls and looks up at the larger figures.
“What’s the big idea, Letty! You talk ‘bout amboo-... ambus-… ambuscades all the time!”
She stutters over the larger word, her voice is high pitched and very young sounding. You don’t have much in the way of experience with the fae so you don’t really know how their age works, but she’s visibly young at least.
‘Letty’ sighs. “That was three HUNDRED years ago Cirno, and that’s Sanae!”
‘Cirno’ peeks an eye open then looks towards the shrine maiden.
“...Oh.”
The fairy chuckles and uncovers her head.
“Sorry, ya looked like one of those annoying fairies through the cloud.”
She has a cocky grin on her face, hands placed on her hips as she looks at the both of you.
Letty sighs.
“Apologies, today is the day of my awakening and she’s a bit more… excited than normal.”
Sanae giggles, apparently amused by the fae’s antics.
“It’s alright Letty, I’m quite used to Cirno’s… peculiarities.”
“It means she knows how strong you are and how much you enjoy fights.”
“Oh... Yeah that’s right!” Cirno agrees with a cheeky smile, taking the explanation easily.
You move around to stand next to Sanae as Letty looks up at the both of you, hand still idly patting the fairy who is relishing the attention, turning back to hug Letty’s leg, her head barely coming up to the woman's hip.
“Apologies, Sanae, I trust all is well?”
Sanae smiles.
“It is thank you, finally cold enough for you to awaken?”
Letty nods. “Indeed, should be up for the next few months, I’m surprised how quick the little one found me.”
The ice fairy nuzzles more for emphasis, looking more like a parent and child than anything else.
"What brings you up into the clouds?” Letty asks.
Sanae points a finger upward, and you glance as well. There’s another layer of clouds high up, there’s an almost… fuzzy effect around the edges of them. It’s hard to describe, like there was a blurry filter that rubbed out the edges.
“We’re heading to the netherworld.” Explains Sanae.
Letty claps her hands together with a smile.
“Oh it’s lovely this time of year, the snow across the rolling hills, I would go myself…”
She rubs Cirno’s cheeks with a giggle.
“But I have a little ice fairy to take care of don’t I?”
Said ice fairy makes a happy sound and nods, stepping back.
“Comeon! I found a new place with Dai! It’s awesome!”
Cirno tugs on Letty’s hand in an attempt to move her, feet digging into the cloud as the larger Youkai hardly moves.
You watch them leave then turn to Sanae curiously.
“People I should know?”
Sanae looks over to the hole in the cloud they left behind and shrugs her shoulders.
“Letty is a Yuki-onna, she’s only really ever out in winter, and mostly keeps to herself… I’ve never actually see her interact with Cirno that much… maybe she ambushed her. Cirno herself is an ice fairy… and may be the most violent person I know of.”
You raise an eyebrow. “More than your mother?”
She giggles.
“Kanako likes to fight yes, they both do in fact, but they don’t try to fight EVERYONE. Cirno thinks she’s the strongest being in Gensokyo, and regularly tries to prove it as well.”
“Bloodthirsty?” You ask.
“No… not really, she just enjoys fighting and asserting the dominance she thinks she has, but she’s also kind of a moron so she’s not truly a threat. She wouldn’t actually try to kill you… probably.”
Stay far away from the ice fairy… got it.
“It’s just a little bit higher.” Sanae starts to rise up again and you follow, moving through the cool air towards the second set of clouds. As you get closer the haze gets more intense, like you are looking at it through a lens covered in grease.
“Does it normally look like that?”
Sanae nods.
“It’s not a real cloud, you’ll understand when we pass through it.”
Soon enough you do so, passing through it along with Sanae.
There’s an odd… tugging sensation along your body, like the gravity of Gensokyo itself was grabbing you by the ankles and trying to pull you back. It doesn’t slow you down, but it’s definitely an odd sensation.
Then the cloud snaps into clarity, and changes from a slightly deep grey to a bright luminous white. The tugging sensation fades away and you fly the rest of the way through it, coming out the other side.
You come to a stop as soon as you make it through, Sanae halting besides you.
The harsh cold has been replaced with a more forgiving one, it’s still snowing but there isn’t a wind. All around you are rolling hills with dead cherries trees sitting upon then, rolling in between the hills are clouds similar to the one you are floating above.
The hills themselves are green and verdant, the grass freshly cut and even, surprisingly healthy and alive looking despite the cold winter weather and state of the trees, though there are patches of dead and fading grass here and there.
To the right off in the distance is an absolutely colossal staircase, the stone construction reaching off into the heavens. White lights dance in the mist and fog that surrounds it, far beyond at the top is a large gate, a pink light glowing from behind it in the mist, giving it an almost lighthouse effect.
Sanae looks up at it, then turns to you.
“Welcome to the Netherworld, one of the safer places in Gensokyo, as long as you don’t stray off the path.”
She points up towards the staircase.
“Yuyuko’s manor is up there, we can just walk up and through.”
Sanae drops her flight, floating down gently to land on the… cloud.
You do the same after a moment, finding your feet sink into it before finding purchase on a hard surface. Sanae smiles then starts to walk forward towards the staircase, leaving you to follow.
You do so after a moment, catching up to her as you make your way to the staircase.
It’s an interesting feeling, walking through the cloud, with a softness that makes it like walking on sand. It quickly transitions to regular ground as you move up higher as you approach the base of the staircase.
You look up at it, the scale of it is absolutely ridiculous, at least several hundred feet long. It’s fine stone with a marble base. Rising into the sky like an old christian painting. Most worryingly is the complete lack of supports holding it up, it’s first few steps are planted on the ground, but the rest just continues off into the distance, blatantly ignoring logic by not toppling over.
Sanae has deemed it not worth the effort to walk the numerous steps, deciding instead to float up the staircase at a sedate pace, you follow her example moments later.
It’s a serene flights, motes of light that remind you of will-o-wisps dance through the mist, while further off in the distance is entire congregations of the things. Spirits more than likely, you haven’t seen them like this before.
You zone out, and by the time you know it you’ve arrived at the massive gate. It’s even larger than it appeared to be through the mist, several dozen feet high and made of black marble. Across the front are carvings of butterflies in gilden gold. Dancing across the face in various patterns and sizes.
Without a word Sanae continues flying straight up and you follow her as instead of through it, she instead flies over it and down the other side.
As you cross the top of the gate you can see the other side, there is no sign of what is causing the pink light behind the gate itself, but that isn’t what is most interesting right now.
Beyond the gate is a stone pathway lined by dead trees. The same pathway and landscape you remember seeing from your dream a few weeks back. Though unlike before everything is coated in a fine dusting of snow, and the scent of death has been replaced by… strawberries?
You fly down through the thin layer of mist that rested on top of the gate and land gently on the stone pathway below, the manor surrounding by its fence lies at the end of the path, maybe one hundred yards away.
Here like outside are a multitude of spirits. Like the others, these are little more than motes of light, none having definite shape or form. They mostly congregate along the sides of the path and in the forest of dead cherry trees that seemingly go on endlessly in either direction.
Sanae moves down the path towards the manor itself, her shoes clicking against the stone tile. Snow is brushed aside the path along towards the sides, apparently freshly cleared.
The scent of strawberries only grows stronger as you approach, and as you pass through the open gateway you take a look around.
It’s once again the same as it was in the dream, a lovely old fashioned manor house surrounding by a sand garden. Part of the sand garden is covered in snow, the other half is currently being cleared out by a young woman covered head to toe in winter wear. A snow shovel in her hand as she clears it out, the snow arcing through the air to land in a wheelbarrow behind her.
Sanae skips over to her, her boots crunching the snow underneath her feet.
“Youmu!”
Sanae calls out the name happily, coming to a stop a few feet behind the girl.
Said girl turns around, giving you your first look at her features. She’s dressed heavily for the winter weather, a deep green jacket and a pair of warm looking pants. There’s an equally green scarf wrapped around her lower face and mouth. Two wide blue eyes look at you, framed by fringes of silver hair sticking out from the bottom of a white beanie.
“Sanae?”
A muffled voice asks, a gloved hand reaches up to pull down the scarf to reveal her mouth, breath misting in the air.
You raise a hand in a lazy wave as she looks at you both in confusion.
“Good morning Youmu, everything alright in Hakugyokurou?” Sanae asks cheerfully.
Youmu stabs the shovel into the snow and then nods, a small smile coming onto her face.
“Yes, just doing the winter work, what brings you around?” She asks.
“We were hoping to see Yuyuko, is she around?”
Youmu nods again, pointing towards the manor proper.
“She wass in there painting the last time I was called in, something wrong?”
Sanae shakes her head. “No, nothing’s wrong, we were just hoping to ask her a question.”
“She’s in the main room then, do you want me to announce you first?”
Sanae smiles. “No that is fine, thank you Youmu.”
Youmu shrugs and grabs the shovel again as Sanae moves off towards the manor. You follow behind after a moment, moving up the cleared path towards the sliding doors that make up the entrance.
To the right is a familiar porch, the same one you sat on with Yuyuko, you idly feel a hand through your pocket, you’ve had ALL of your cards with you, not trusting to leave them behind after the main shrine was attacked. You suppose it would be a good opportunity to ask her about her card.
Sanae moves up the steps and slides the door open, revealing the interior. It’s an old fashioned house, a style that has existed for centuries. The room is a wide open space with a tatami floor. Doors sit at either end and a table sits in the center by itself.
At the other end the doors are also open, revealing the other half of the garden, in front of which is an easel upon which Yuyuko is painting a scene of an old Japanese village.
She turns to look back as the door slides open, then smiles broadly as you enter.
“Sanae! What brings this visit? Are you finally ready to leave the land of the living?
“No! Stop asking that everytime we see each other!” Sanae squawks.
Yuyuko giggles, and with a clap of her hands the easel and paint fades away. The door closes behind her of its own volition, and a pair of spirits, these more solid than the motes of light you’ve seen previously float into the room with two trays balanced on their head.
They carefully pass through the table and lower themselves, the trays dropping onto it, three cups set upon them along with some dango.
“Terribly sorry, it’s just my job after all. You are here to ask me for help?”
Sanae blinks, pausing mid motion, having moved to grab two of the cups.
“How did you…” She trails off.
Yuyuko giggles again. “I heard you talking to Youmu, and why else? I’m afraid not many people visit the netherworld on a courtesy call~”
Sanae nods in acquiescence and grabs the cups, handing one to you while she grabs the other.
You take a sip… not a bad blend of green tea actually.
“We are yes.” You state after taking your drink. “Thank you by the way.”
She nods and smiles, then approaches. Her kimono moves and shifts behind her like it was floating in water as she moves. Then as you watch she isn’t walking in so much as she is floating, passing through the table top come to a stop just a few inches in front of your face, maroon eyes twinkling in curiosity.
“The man of my dreams~”
… Well, she recognized you rather quickly.
You smile nonetheless.
“Hello again, has everything been alright since I’ve last seen you?”
She smiles sweetly.
“It has yes, thank you for asking. It is lovely to meet in person.”
“It is yes, your manor is absolutely breathtaking by the way, unfortunately we are here on a bit of business as you surmised.”
She nods, and floats backwards, taking a positing behind the table. Her being apparently becoming more corporeal as she sits down on the mat.
You and Sanae accept the invitation, sitting at the left and ride side of the table respectively.
“Now what would this business be?” She asks.
Sanae glances towards you and you perform your magic. With a wave of your hand a green paper lantern, a replica of the one Seija was wielding comes into view floating above the table.
Yuyuko looks at it with narrowed eyes.
“Do you recognize it?” Sanae asks. “We were told you may know of it.”
Yuyuko nods after a moment. “Where did you come across this?”
“Seija wielded it while we were fighting with her, do you know of her?” You ask.
Yuyuko nods again. “I know of her.”
“Whenever she lit it she seemingly became immune to all of our attacks, it was… bothersome.” Sanae supplies.
Bothersome was right, though that entire fight was annoying in general. Though she didn’t expect your exceptionally powerful ally.
“It’s a send-off lantern.” Yuyuko states.
With a wave of her hand another lantern comes into view next to your creation, though this one is a deep red instead of green.
“Normally humans just use them to send off the dead as the name implies, a guiding light into the afterlife.”
More fade into view of various colors, yellow, blue, green, and white.
“There are older ones used by exorcists that would allow them to interact with spirits, temporarily leaving the realm of the living entirely. In a sense it would make them immune to the effects of the physical world. I know quite a few, and have had several in my employ so they were right to send you to me.”
She then sighs.
“Unfortunately they aren’t mine alone, they aren’t very common at all anymore, and they drain spiritual energy remarkably quickly. But they are certainly not impossible to find. Thought the older they are the length they can function shrinks, and none among the living make new ones. It still wouldn't be impossible to believe she managed to get ahold on one.”
“That wasn’t the only artifact.” You state with a grimace. “She also a doll similar to Alice’s and an umbrella that functioned similar to Yukari’s.”
At that she blinks.
“Did she now?”
She waves away the lanterns. “Show me.”
With another wave on your part the doll and umbrella come into view.
She reaches a hand out ot poke at the doll, the finger passing through it as she hums.
“Yukari’s parasol is just that, she carries it because she likes the look and dislikes the sun.” she finishes with a giggle.
“As for the doll… while Alice is certainly skilled in her craft she is far from the only puppeteer Gensokyo has ever had, though I suppose it could also just be a copy, what did it do?”
“It made all of our Danmaku divert towards it.” Sanae explains.
“Truly?” Yuyuko asks.
You both nod.
“Fascinating,” She nibbles on one of the dango “no, I’m afraid I do not know of anything like that. I would suggest talking to a puppeteer like Alice in that case, as for the parasol… I am afraid it is outside of my expertise.”
“It allowed her to teleport.” You explain.
Yuyuko nods, then shrugs her shoulders.
“It could be any number of things, few beings would have the ability or audacity to steal from Yukari. If that assuages any worries.”
It does actually… but also raises more questions. Who gave Seija these artifacts, the foxes? Where did they acquire them? And why these ones specifically… and are they merely copies… or original.
“It is a start, thank you Yuyuko.” Sanae says after a moment.
The ghost waves a hand lackadaisy.
“It’s so rare for me to have guests, think nothing of it~ Was there anything else?”
“Actually, yes.” You respond., cutting Sanae off.
You feel through your pocket and produce a spellcard, offering it to her.
She grasps it gingerly, holding it up with a curious twinkle in her eyes.
“Yukari mentioned these… fascinating.” She trails off.
“Have you used it?” She asks, holding it between her fingers.
You shake your head.
“No… I thought that would be a bad idea.”
She smiles gently, though there is another mix of emotion in there… sadness.
“You would be correct yes, summoning my power would not end well for you or anyone else. Would you be terribly inconvenienced if I were to keep this for the time being?
Well… you had never planned on using it after the experience with Yukari, and it may be a sign of goodwill.
You glance towards Sanae who’s looking at you with trepidation.
You glance again back towards Yuyuko and nod.
She tilts her head and smiles a bit more sweetly. Her eyes flash pink a moment, then you watch as the card… dissolves in a burst of energy. Wisps of smoke trailing towards the ceiling before disappearing entirely.
“Do not be alarmed, I just put it into safekeeping for the time being.”
… Well, definitely better than some random fox getting a hold of it.
“Is there anything else?” She asks.
You shake your head and Sanae does the same.
“Then do not let me keep you, and feel free to visit whenever the mood strikes you,” she drags the trays from the center of the table, closer to herself, “I do love it when people choose to visit.”
- - -
You head back out of the manor and into the garden. Youmu is still digging away at the snow and you pass her and leave the garden proper.
“She’s nice, how long have you known them?” You ask Sanae as you walk through the gate.
“I met them shortly after we moved in, they were at new years festival at the Hakurei Shrine. They are both friendly, though it’s always hard to tell what Yuyuko is thinking…”
You shrug your shoulders in dismissal.
“Everyone in Gensokyo is weird, I’ll just add her to the list.”
She elbows you in the ribs.
“None of that, let's get back down and get some lunch.”
You chuckle, but follow her nonetheless as you fly over the gate and down the stairs at the other side, you then fly down through the clouds back into Gensokyo proper. Returning you notice there isn’t near as much of a tugging sensation.
You finally pass through and see the lovely colors of…
“... What time did we leave again?”
You look out over the landscape, the previously bright and sunny landscape instead covered in the fading embers of twilight as evening rapidly approaches. From here you can see the lights of the human village lit for the night, and the faintest traces of the tengu village doing the same.
You hear a slapping sound and glance to see Sanae having palmed her head.
“I forgot…” She mumbles.
“Yuyuko’s place is weird… it follows the seasons but little else.”
You look back up at the cloud.
“Time moves faster out than in?”
“Something like that, sometimes...” she grumbles, “let's just get some dinner.”
You get some dinner at the village, you lost an afternoon in a relatively short span of time… you’ll need to keep that in mind the next time you visit. Still, it was a busy morning you suppose.
Sanae is not one for nightlife it appears, it’s already well dark by the time you finish eating and she’s already heading back to the inn to collect your belongings before you both return to the tengu shrine. Hidemi worked quickly, it's already dusted with snow again but the interior is mostly clean. There are some bedrolls you retrieve from a storage closet that you setup in separate rooms. The rooms being the equivalent of Suwako's and Sanae's room in the bigger one.
It's smaller, but still comfortable, it's nice to have a place again.
She starts resting... well playing video games, but relaxing in either case.
You could always do the same you suppose, though it’s actually been quite some time since you’ve enjoyed the nightlife… and never in Gensokyo beyond that one time with Suwako, and you’re not sure werewolves count as evening entertainment.
Leaving the village is out of the question for the most part, the mountain in general is probably safe enough, but still you do not want to take any chances. Not until everything is relatively normal again at least.
Still that raises the question…
What to do with the rest of your evening?
Chapter 63: Return
Chapter Text
The nightlife can wait for another time, and the last thing you need is a worried Sanae… Well, more worried Sanae. Though it’s probably fairly safe in the tengu village.
You head into what would be Suwako’s room, it’s of a similar build, though near all the ‘bedrooms’ are identical at least in shape. It’s empty barring a bedroll and a small little wooden plate to set things instead of on the floor.
Your clothes are in a small bag outside the closet, not Sanae’s one that you took from the temple so she probably got one from inn.
There’s almost no natural light in here, the moons light is blocked by the wall this time of night and there certainly isn’t any electrical lighting in this room at least.
You get undressed and set your things on the plate next to the bed, fingers lingering on your spellcards as you do so.
… You haven’t attempted to make one in awhile.
You reach down and pull one of the blank ones out of the stack. Lets see what we get this time.
You clutch it in both hands, the theory being if this backfires it wont sent you sprawling ass over elbow again…
...Actually.
You move back to lean against the side wall, just in case.
You turn your attention back to the card and begin to pump magic into it. It’s a steady trickly at first, but then it laps hungrily through your system draining magic at a pace that makes your head ache. It’s pulling something else as well, it’s hard to describe… like someone was grabbing at your thoughts and feelings and dragging them violently out of your body. It gets harder and harder to focus and think as more is drained out of you. Your entire focus is on the card, it having robbed you of thinking about anything else.
The card glows a bright yellow, not unlike the sun, as the room is lit up in a flash of bright energy.
Then all at once, it fades. The light fading until all that is left is spots and blurred vision. The headache is still present, though fading fast.
But you still feel… empty.
You look at the card, having to force your eyes to focus, it’s a yellow card with purple trimmings, frog patterns running up and down the sides. It’s… a watercolour image, not a silhouette like most of your cards.
It’s of a swamp, rain coming down lightly to make splashes in the water. In the foreground is a small muddy bank, sitting upon which is… Suwako’s hat?
You blink, it’s sitting there on the bank looking at the viewer, it’s slightly tilted as glowing red eyes peek out from underneath, though those are the only features visible on whatever has them.
Along the bottom of the card in old script is golden text.
‘Earth-God Summon: Poisonous Bite’
Well this is new… a summon?
You’re tempted to use it, but on the off chance it goes off you don’t want to drag her here.
Still that’s…
“Interestin’” Suwako says to your left.
You nod idly.
“It’s that at the very least.”
Your brain catches up a moment later and you jerk your head to the side. Suwako’s half sticking out of the wall looking at the card curiously.
She reaches out a hand and plucks it from your fingers, looking at it curiously as you stare at her.
She’s out of her usual outfit, having traded the white and purple getup for what appears to be some form of dress, deep purple that reveals her forearms only going up to her elbow, and feet down to her ankles, as opposed to the long socks and exposed knees she usually has. It’s not a style you honestly recognize, it’s a relatively tight cut on the extremities, hugging her waist and arms, while there’s a fabric sash that holds it tight around her waist. The hat is gone as well, she’s bareheaded with her hair tied back in a short ponytail, a red band holding it together.
She flips the card in her hand back and forth, looking at it curiously before smiling.
“So ya finally decided to become a shrine maiden.”
She giggles and offer the card back.
“Hardly… Also good evening, didn’t expect to see you sticking out of my bedroom wall, how’s that working out for you?
She ‘falls’ forward, moving completely out of the wall to hand on her hands and feet in a pose reminiscent of a frog.
She glances around the room curiously.
“Ah was wonderin’… this is the Tengu Shrine… been awhile.” She murmurs.
She then refocuses her gaze on you.
“Ya’ll are staying at the shrine?”
You nod, gesturing to the bedroll.
“We were staying at an inn, but when our time ran out we decided that moving in here was a good option. How’d you just… teleport into here anyway?”
She smirks.
“Ya called didn’t ya? That cards sim’lar to one Sanae has. Figured it does damn near the same thing too.”
“Does this summon…. you?” You stare back down at the card.
She shrugs her shoulders.
“Think of it more like ah… invocation. Yer borrowin’ a portion of our power to mimic our abilities, though Sanae is advanced enough that she can actually summon us. In yer case I’ve been feelin’ a steady stream of faith all day, including a large boost this mornin’.”
She then smirks up at you.
“I felt a large draw from you on top of the spellcard tappin’ me on the shoulder, so I went to check it out.”
Which means...
“You left Kanako behind?... Also I like the new getup.”
She shakes her head.
“Reimu’s watchin’ over ‘er. That an’ with that boost of faith I’d be surprised if she aint up tonight, let alone early tomorrow morning.”
She then tugs at the sleeves a little.
“And appreciate it… though it’s more the princess playin’ dressup, I mostly played along to get her more on our side after the incident.”
You quirk an eyebrow.
“Just for diplomatic reasons? Not to play around with a child again Suwako-mama?”
She sticks her tongue out at you in response, but says nothing further, choosing instead to look around the room around.
“Surprisingly clean… we only hired the worker to care care of the grounds, you do this?”
You shake your head in the negative.
“We ran into Hidemi today, apparently she was won over by our display at the inverted castle… and was probably the source of that burst of faith earlier. She was apparently rather impressed all things considered.”
She blinks. A dumbfounded expression finding its way onto her face.
“Is… is that so?”
You nod with a grin.
“Yep, got us a new follower, or an old one back at any rate. I figured you would appreciate the good news.”
She keeps the expression for a few more moments before a wide grin breaks across her face, reminiscent of her daughters.
"It... “
She starts, then trails off.
“It does yes! It is good news. Best news I’ve had in days.” She wraps an arm around your shoulders, shaking them slightly. Well… reaches a hand up to them, she isn’t quite tall enough.
“Best news I’ve heard in awhile! Almost think yer tryin’ to impress me at this rate!”
You grin a bit wider.
“What can I say, the more I get the stuffing beat out of me, the better things seem to go for the shrine. It’s all a grand conspiracy I’m sure.”
The smile drops as she cups her chin, nodding, a serious expression on her face.
“Indeed, ah placed a curse on ya when you arrived at the shrine. Basically a feedback loop, the worse things go for ya, the better things go for us.”
Your almost tempted to believe that, but even if they did it’s balanced out by Sanae’s pure aura of worry and optimism. So instead you are probably just the unluckiest fox in Gensokyo… or this is perfectly normal here.
They do seem to get in alot of fights in general… but either way that is not the point of this conversation.
“So what’s next? I figured we can’t just go back to the main shrine.” You ask.
She shrugs.
“Ah mean, we could, it’s not in the best shape but it’s mostly secure, especially with all four of us there. I was planning on bringing Kanako here now that this place is good to go, though it's probably lackin’ in amenities. Once she’s up though, ah’m not sure. Sanae told me ya scouted it out; waddya think?”
That’s… a good question.
Either option could work in the long run, but before you make a more permanent decision you should probably scout it out again. Lucky you though, because this time you have backup.
“Before we make a decision we should probably scout out the mountaintop shrine, I’ve done it once before and it looked alright. Want to come along for the second time around?”
Suwako bounces on her feet a little.
“Sure sure, wanna bring Sanae?”
You shake your head.
“Let her rest, and I already had to argue with her the first time around, she’s good but she isn’t built for stealth. How are you at it?”
She snickers.
“‘How am ah for stealth? He asks.”
She reaches up to bop you in the nose and you lean back a little.
Her face adopts a look of consternation as she tries again. You just lean back further, her stature causing her to utterly fail at reaching your face.
“Will ya stop it!” she growls, planting her hands on her hips, “This is really cute, but I actually need to touch ya.”
You quirk an eyebrow, but lean forward nonetheless. Her hand reaches up to cup your cheek, then trails upward, past your nose and eyes to rest on your forehead. There’s a faint sense of light glowing from your forehead as she draws some form of pattern with her finger.
After a moment she steps away again, the light fading as she looks upon her work with a satisfied grin.
You reach up to rub the spot she marked only to find smooth flesh.
“Did you just curse me?” You ask.
She nods happily, standing proud.
“Yes, actually, it’s an old one o’ mine!”’
Great, a product of Suwako’s imagination is firmly attached to your forehead.
“Mind if I ask what it does?”
She giggles. “Nothing bad I assure ya, at least for now.”
She pokes you on the forehead again.
“Not all curses are harmful, though plenty of people’d tell ya otherwise.” she seems to enjoy the chance to get into lecture mode, “It’s all about context; This makes ya damn near invisible, the idea behind it was to block someone from all human contact while they uh… perished.”
She shrugs her shoulders.
“As it is now nobody could see ya, though I’ve set it to only activate on the shrine grounds.”
“I had a spell card that could do that already, and illusions.” You rummage through your pocket looking for it.
“Correct~” She says with a singsong voice, “but with that card I couldn’t sense ya, and this doesn’t drain yer magic either!”
That could be… stupidly helpful.
“That will make scouting a lot easier, and yourself?”
She giggles.
“I’m still ah goddess, if I don’t want to be seen on my own grounds I can’t be.” She brags, probably on the verge of maniacal laughter “I’m a spirit, after all, not a woman!”
You wonder if that is how it works for Kanako as well. Suwako IS and always WAS a god, at least to your knowledge. While Kanako was a human, she wasn’t born that way.
“Before ya ask though, it aint that good for scouting in the long run, I can’t make it to specific people beyond broad groups like ‘Moriya’ or ‘Humans’, ya can’t even interact with ‘em unless I note it as such.” She explains.
“But unless the viewer had extensive knowledge of curses…” You trail off.
She nods. “Or extensive magical training, you’d be a damn sight harder to find.”
Your mind races with the possibilities.
“Can I turn it off myself?”
She shakes her head.
“I’m afraid not, something like this could only be easily disabled by the caster, even someone with extensive training would have trouble… though I suppose I could look into one with an off switch. It’d take some research on my part though, I’ve never really needed curses that stop working.”
She rubs her chin thoughtfully.
“Neither has ‘Nako, though her curses are usually a tad more… ‘Nako, than mine. Got somewhere ya need to be?” She asks.
“I might be hunting down the fox village in the future, I’m confident in my own illusions, but having a backup is handy. I’ve still got to look into the Oni village as well.”
“Keep in mind this stops ya from interactin’ with people as well, objects aint so much a problem but people’d just phase through ya for the most part. It’s still a curse.”
That’s… terrifying.
“This was for slow deaths wasn’t it?”
Her eyes narrow.
“Let’s just say I’ve fought in many, many wars and leave it at that.”
… and you’ve been caught up in some of the worst ones humanity has come up with. But no, you don’t really want to know. You have a feeling you know what she’s getting at anyway.
“Shall we, then?” You offer.
- - -
You slip out of the temple and into the air of the tengu village, Suwako looking at the landscape curiously.
“Been awhile since you were at this shrine?” You ask.
She nods after a moment.
“Not since ah hired on a worker to take care of it, guess I’ll have to cancel that contract.”
“Well, hopefully we can get this one running again with Hidemi around, she seemed rather eager all things considered.” You reply.
She chuckles.
“Yeah that’s ‘er at any rate; was one of the more eager followers we ever had. It’s good to have ‘er back… that’s for sure.”
You shrug your shoulders. “She tried to stab me so I figure she’ll fit back in rather nicely.”
The goddess pauses.
“She did what?”
You nod.
“Pulled the whole, ‘no intruders allowed on her charge’ thing. I came out of the building to find a sword in my face. Second she realised who I was though she tossed it aside like it burned her.”
She adopts a confused expression.
“A sword?” She asks.
“Yeah, a relatively planein blade with a snake motif. Why?”
She shakes her head.
“She was a hunter when she joined up and brought a rifle. Kanako gave her the blade so she must have been carrying that.”
“Rifle? Not a musket?” You remember what Aya mentioned earlier.
She nods.
“A couple tengu still use ‘em for traditions sake and hunting, even fewer use them for actual combat due to speed of engagement. Hidemi actually had a gift for runework and made her own with special ammunition. Only seen ah few others do the same thing.” Suwako giggled, probably remembering something dangerous, “She mostly kept to ‘erself apparently, before she signed on with us, hunted on the northern end of the mountain. Odd she didn’t have it on ‘er, then again you may have surprised her. I’d imagine Kanako would be a touch annoyed at her throwing the blade like that though.”
You think on it and nod.
“She probably was moving to clean up the shrine as wasn’t carrying it on her. I’m surprised she wasn’t staying at the shrine anyway.”
She glances back at the building. The moonlight coming through the canopy placing interesting shapes along the roof, the same light also illuminating the ever passive tengu patrols along the walls, the white light glinting off their masks and white uniforms.
“She lived where she hunted.” Suwako says after a moment, “She has a hut on the northern end of the forest, hidden in the woods. I met her out there more than once come to think of it. If she isn’t staying in the shrine itself then she’s probably living out there. She did for a time before she left.”
“I thought all the tengu lived in the village?”
She giggles.
“Ya’d think so, but when has that been the case for anyone… ever, really? Nah, plenty of tengu and kappa live outside of their villages. Same goes fer the humans.”
“That seems like it would be rather unhealthy for the humans, wouldn’t it?”
“Nah, well… sometimes, ah guess,” she shrugs, “plenty of human hunters camp closer to the forests than is probably smart, along with miners and things of that nature. Some exorcists live out in the wild too. The hunters usually pay off the local youkai to leave ‘em alone. Not always foolproof… but the youkai don’t have anythin’ ta gain from wipin’ out all the humans anyway.”
Makes sense you suppose, and once again, like in any society, there are outcasts and outliers. You wonder which category Hidemi falls under. Either way…
“Back on track, beyond being banged up the shrine was livable, and deserted for that matter. I figured we can just make a quick pass through then make our decision.”
She nods with a grin. “Then whatcha waitin’ for?
- - -
You move through the streets then out of the village entirely, the tengu don’t make note of your passing. Most foot traffic is towards the center of town at this time of day, few being on the side streets unless congregating around obvious businesses.
The gate you just fly over, and without a word you are in the air flying towards the shrine on top of the mountain.
It’s as you left it; the shrine’s a wreck and the illusion remains unbroken, though you would have sensed if someone had shattered it. No signs of life either, beyond the animals. You follow Suwako in as she lands at the gate, not going around the back like you had previously.
She steps forward carefully onto the stone path, then kneels down without a word, hand moving across the stones as she breathes in deeply.
Where her hand goes the stone ripples and turns like disturbed water, then, apparently finding the one she was after she places her palm on one and presses down. There’s a loud and deep splashing sound. Like a droplet of water landing in a cave. No other sound but that one, increasing its volume and reverb to impressive levels.
A pulse of energy spreads out from it, faint but glowing golden as it flows over the grounds. Into and over the buildings, over and around the fence.
There’s a faint tickling sensation as it washes over you then trails down the mountain towards the tram behind you.
After a moment it fades, and Suwako stands, nodding to herself.
“We’re alone.”
“It’s that easy?” You ask.
She shrugs, turning to look at you with a grin. “My shrine’ ah know who is on it.”
Well that’s reassuring. “So we can just head back?”
“Not exactly…” She says, trailing off.
“Nobody else is here but us, and I don’t detect any traps. But I want to check on somethin’ while we’re here.”
She looks back towards the main shrine building then starts walking forward towards it, leaving you to follow behind as fast a you can.
She glides across the stones, her feet not making any form of sound as she walks across them. The moonlight seems to go straight through her as she moves, it’s similar to when you met her on the rooftop all those many days ago.
Her eyes glow faintly golden as you catch up with her, perhaps the after effect of her last spell, or something else entirely.
In no time at all she’s lead you to the front steps then into the building proper, coming to a halt in the main hall.
She looks up at the the walls, illusioned to be in the state they were before the attack.
“Can ya remove the illusion a moment?”
With a wave of your hand you do so, gashes and burns filling in what had once been pristine wood.
She looks up at the gash the sword left along the right wall. Then sighs deeply.
“Yer gonna need to spackle that.”
You chuckle.
“That’s going to need a bit more than just a spackle. Sanae hasn’t had a deep look into but it would probably need to be replaced entirely…. if you want it to look good anyway.”
She frowns.
“Yeah… probably… how’d your place hold up?”
You shake your head.
“Undamaged.”
She nods.
“That’s good then, don’t worry about staying outside of the main building if it comes to that. If we end up staying here I’ll be keeping watch as usual.”
Ah yes, the frog in the night, ever vigilant in the darkness.
She moves onward towards the end of the main room towards the mirror. At first you had expected her to inspect the mirror or go into that hidden meeting room behind the cabinet, instead, to your surprise, she makes a beeline to the wall to the left of the mirror.
She beckons you over with one hand, the other tapping on the wood experimentally.
You follow at her beckoning, standing besides her as she reaches out a hand for you to take.
She presses her other hand forward; to your surprise it sinks straight through the wood, and with a nod she walks through it. The wood allows her passage like it wasn’t there, in a moment you are dragged along with her.
You enter into a dark chamber, the wooden flooring replaced with stone.
Suwako releases her grip on your and claps her hands together. All at once the room alights with the flicker of torch light.
It’s a circular chamber, maybe about the size of Kanako’s room. The floors and walls are made of fine stone. In the center of the floor is a yin-yang pattern, made of a snake and a frog, a golden decoration set onto the flat black stone.
Along the walls are hunting scrolls and mounts for weapons of all types. Bows, spears, blades, some of which are as long as you are tall.
Spread out through the walking space are more racks of similar weapons. Some traditional, others esoteric.
“It’s time ya got yer own. Ya’ve proven yourself more than enough, and even if ya don’t use it, it’ll be a symbol of yer status and worth.”
She moves further into the chamber, grabbing a long spear off of a rack, balancing it in her hand experimentally.
“Normally we would just grant ya one, but I know ya aint much for weapons… so yer free to choose.”
Well…
This is definitely a compliment.
Swords from all of Japan’s history line the walls, along with bows from the simple and small to the large and incredibly ornate.
There’s clubs and spears as well, along with metal fans and staves not unlike you one you gave back to Suwako. Even odder choices are besides them like metal blocks on chains and… giant iron smoking pipes.
... You suppose it's time to arm yourself.
Chapter 64: Badge of Office
Chapter Text
You move further into the room past the racks upon racks of weapons. Some designs old, some rather new. All are very finely made and well taken care of, you suppose to some extent this would serve as a treasure room.
You wonder how old the oldest piece in here is… this could be the stock from Suwa, and it could be even older than that.
You eyes trace the rows, every weapon in its designated place, dust free and glinting. Your eyes move from blade to blade until they come to rest of a series of staves, some roughly the size of a cane, others as long as a war pike.
You reach out a hand experimentally to grasp one by the middle, it’s made of solid black wood, unblemished. You pull it free from the rack, holding it gingerly. It’s octagonal, eight flat sides make up the staff that is roughly the same height you are. It’s topped off by two golden colored ends. Trailing down from the ends is a light golden edging that runs down every ridge vertically.
You glance back to see Suwako weighing a sword roughly the length of Kanako in her hands, it’s handle is basically a wooden pole that needs to be gripped in both for balance. It’s an anti cavalry sword, and in her hands it looks positively massive and hilarious.
She starts to balance it on a finger when she turns a glance in your direction. At the sight of you wielding the staff she grins and snatches the blade out of the air, resting it on her shoulder.
“That was rather quick! Find somethin’ already?”
You twirl it in your fingers experimentally, it’s damn near… no it IS perfectly balanced. You could hold this thing on your knuckle and it wouldn’t topple over.
You hold it up to the torchlight, the flickering flame dancing across the metal. With a smile you hand it over to the goddess who accepts it in her free hand.
She looks over the offered weapon curiously.
“It’s one of ‘Nako’s… well not one of ‘er weapons, but one of the ones she made.”
… Pardon?
“Kanako made staves? I figured her more for blades… Onbashira notwithstanding. I certainly didn't take her for a blacksmith or woodworker.”
“Comes with the territory.” Suwako chuckles, “As a war goddess, a weapon is as much an aspect of her as the temple is, we’ve both made weapons.”
She spins it in her hands, the spin increasing in tempo until its whistling in the air. In response she lets out an appreciative whistle of her own.
“Not bad at all...”
She tosses it back to you.
“The snake can teach ya how to use it, she’s familiar with ‘em enough.”
You look at her curiously.
“Didn’t you have a staff? I found one of yours as a relic.”
She nods. “I have one as a ceremonial piece; never really used ‘em as a weapon…. While ‘Nako has used just about every type of weapon in here.”
“And Sanae? Any weapons there?”
“Yeah… archery” She says after a moment, “Sanae enjoyed it in school and we taught ‘er a little bit about it here… but she turned out to be better at magic than anything else.” She explains.
“I’m surprised, with how much you focus on your rings and melee, and Kanako on kinetic bombardment and… melee. I’m surprised she was interested in that direction.”
Suwako chuckles. “Ya’ve never seen me fight without my rings… I know enough magic.”
Your mind is drawn back towards the battle Kanako was at… no, you’ve seen her fight without her rings. Sometimes it’s rather easy to forget she is a curse goddess.
“Ya certain of yer decision then? The staff?”
You look at it from end to end again, then nod in certainty.
“It’s a fine weapon, more suited for defence… which is my style, and certainly well made on top of that. I’ll go with the staff yes.”
She smiles and claps her hands together, eyes glowing golden as she does so.
In response the weapon glows golden as well, shimmering with light, you watch as it fades from view. Chunks of it disappear at a time like burning embers fading into the air until after a few moments its gone from view entirely.
In its place, and in your grasp is a thin black bangle made of wood. As to be expected there is a snake motif running along it.
You hold it up curiously, admiring the details. It’s made of the same material as the staff itself… and probably is just another form of the staff itself if the previous show is anything to go by.
“Rather subdued… not her style normally.” You murmur.
Suwako shrugs.
“AH don’t remember why she made that one… or when she did actually, I just recognize ‘er work. Should be as simple as puttin’ it on then thinking about it.”
You nod and slip it on over your wrist, then concentrate.
It… actually takes far less concentration and practice than you though, at the mere thought of wanting the staff out the snake glows and in a moment it is in your hand.
… Neat trick.
- - -
You follow Suwako back out of the room and into the main hall. The bangle is firmly on your wrist now… you suppose at the very least you have an emergency weapon… that Kanako will probably want to be your main weapon in due time.
You rub the new accessory with a sigh, thinking about everything that has happened recently… you don’t particularly enjoy weapons.
“That bad?” Suwako asks.
You glance up to see her leaning against the wall, looking at you with a frown.
You hold up the wrist. “No, the weapon is fine, no problems with it.”
You glance back out the front, the moonlight is pouring into the main hall, a reminder that it’s actually rather late. Not that you ever needed much sleep to begin with… Sanae needs her rest more than you in general.
“Not that… not the first time I’ve heard ya sigh to yerself lately.”
You pause, turning back to look at her again.
Her expression is flat again, her mouth cut into a tight line neither happy, sad, or frustrated. Yet there is a familiar light of worry and confusion behind her eyes.
“I’m just tired, life’s been busy recently.” You say after a moment, moving forward towards the door again… it’s going to be another busy day tomorrow you have a feeling… at least Kanako will probably be awake.
She kicks a foot back against the wall, using it to hop forward and land in front of you.
In the moonlight without her hat on her hair takes on a platinum, almost white, color, as opposed to the bright yellow blonde it is previously.
“It’s been a long month for you hasn’t it?”
You pause mid step, not wanting to bump into her. What’s bringing this up now you wonder…
You nod after a moment.
“It hasn’t been a month quite yet… but yes it’s been busy.”
She frowns and shakes her head.
“More than that… hasn’t exactly been the move ya expected in general has it? ”
You chuckle.
“Usually move implies something voluntary, it was either that or die… and I wasn’t quite there yet I assure you.”
Though you aren’t quite sure how much of that was cowardice vs curiosity…
“Besides… expectation or not this is what I’m stuck with.”
Her eyes narrow.
“Stuck with? Ya live in our home for free and we shared our power with ya.”
“You know what I mean, I don’t have a home to return to even if I did change me mind… I’m grateful for what you’ve granted to me… don’t take that any other way.”
The gaze softens.
“Ah know… and ah don’t. I just wish we could make things a bit more peaceful, believe it or not it usually aint this hectic. Ya’ve done a lot more than I expected of ya.”
“I aim to impress.” You shrug your shoulders, “and besides, if I fail I disappoint my new little sister, how could I ever live with myself if I did so?”
She giggles. “Ah think if anything really happened to ya she’d drag you back up herself just to set ya straight… girls taken a shine to ya shockingly fast ah do say that.”
“Centuries of practice, young ones just see me as a giant ball of cuddle. My entire life has been dedicated to copying the magic of kittens and puppies.”
She smiles. “And hows that working out for ya?”
“Well I get free rent,” you smile, “the jury is out on the rest.”
She chuckles.
“Ya got free lodging AND the honor of ma company! The great goddess of frogs, curses, and motherhood.”
You suppose both her any Kanako have earned that last one at this point, though that does make you curious.
“Does the domain of motherhood teach you sewing?”
She looks up at you with a grin.
“I made Sanae’s custom outfit… do you require this goddesses skills?”
You illusion up the shredded business suit and she looks it over curiously before shaking her head.
“Ah… probably not, I mean ah can make ya an outfit if you find the material for it… but I’m afraid I don’t know this kinda weave.”
Drat…
“Can’t ya just illusion up clothes anyway?”
You nod with a grimace.
“I can… but I’d feel like a bum, my suit felt nice and looked nice. I’m not going to pretend to look nice while wearing jeans and a shirt… appearances are everything in my line of work.”
You’ll need to seek out a tailor than more than likely… you suppose it’s good you found one in the underground… Tamura you believe.
She giggles, tugging at the dress she’s wearing a little.
“If it makes ya feel better this is the first real pair of clothes I’ve worn in… months. Ah’m a goddess, I was never human like ‘Nako. At the end of the day ah’m not a real person, so my goddess robes are a part of me as much as my weapon and soul is.”
“How very deviant the little goddess is, I had no idea I was living with a nudist.”
She playfully smacks you across the chest.
“None of that ya damn fox, I didn’t exactly see ya wearing anything when you asked Sanae to pet ya.”
You cross your arms.
“Clothing animals is a hate crime, how is anyone going to possibly admire my furs beauty if its covered up?”
You flex a wrist and the familiar fur grows out, or an illusion of it anyway… you don’t need to turn into a full sized fox spirit right now.
She snorts.
“And ah’m a frog! And frogs are plenty beautiful.”
You tilt your head.
“That’s a question I’ve been meaning to ask actually, why frogs? You’re a curse goddess… not a frog goddess last time I checked.”
She places her hands on her hips with a cheeky grin.
“That’s cause frogs are the best! Adorable little buggers, and delightfully poisonous if you know how to raise em right!”
Oh… yeah, that’d fit.
She turns around to move forward again, and you follow her up to the doorway of the shrine itself.
“We’ll have some work ahead of us.” You comment.
“Yeah…” She bites her lip. “With us being back ya can probably get some workers from the human or tengu village, wouldn’t hurt us faith-wise, and with us being back we can just say it was damage from an attack we fended off.”
“Can we afford that?” You ask.
She giggles.
“Believe it or not money wont be a problem, and most work doesn’t usually cost us hard currency anyway. Ya wouldn’t believe what people would do for a blessing from an actual goddess.”
You smile.
“I can only imagine. You still sure that’s wise though? May attract attention.”
“Eh.” She shrugs her shoulders, “It would be a problem if we weren’t around, but with ‘em around ah wouldn’t be quite as bothered, still something we’d need to decide on.”
You nod, looking over the shrine again. It’s only about as bad as it was the day you first arrived… plus some unfortunate burn marks.
“I take it getting this repaired is the first priority then?”
She nods idly, stepping down the steps and onto the stone path. She glances around the wreckage for a few moments before glancing back up at you.
“It would be best if we can get this fixed up, what we need right now is faith. We’re still higher than we were before.. The aftereffects of the incident… and Hidemi.” She smiles.
“But we don’t have any leads on our attacker and it would be best to have an actual home… and something our followers can be proud of.”
You wonder how much the desire to have this place repaired stems from the fact that Hidemi came back in general, it wasn’t quite as urgest when you first arrived, that was mostly Sanae’s initiative.
Well, Hidemi and to restore Kanako’s morale, though she didn’t appear to be that down in the dream, you suppose allowing her to beat you over the head repeatedly in what constitutes ‘staff training’ will cheer her up a bit.
“We’ll get it fixed up.” You say after a moment, “Let's head back for now, it’ll be another busy day tomorrow.”
- - -
It’s an uneventful flight, you head together towards the Tengu Village where Suwako splits to head back to the Hakurei Shrine.
Once again you aren’t stopped as you make your way through town, and you move through the empty streets until you eventually make it to the shrine.
Heading inside, to your delight you discover Sanae is still asleep, and you head back into your room and get undressed, thinking on what happened. You suppose now you have your badge of office, or a far more obvious one anyway.
You wonder what that was about with Suwako, she’s asking the same questions her daughter has repeatedly. Though what may be guilt or worry with Sanae is a perceived failure to her, it’s her job to protect both you and the shrine after all.
You groan and lay down in the bed, no more thoughts on that for now… just sleep.
- - -
You blink your eyes open to find its already morning, funny how it feels like you only just laid down.
You sit up slowly, eyes blinking as you shake off the last vestiges of sleep. Much like this room doesn’t let in moonlight, it doesn’t let in much sunlight either. A quick check of the phone shows it to be around 7:30.
You get out of the bed and start getting dressed, no shower this morning unless you want to make a run to the public baths, and you have a feeling you’ll be moving back home today.
In short time you are all kitted up and head out into the hallway, you move down it and towards the front door, peeking outwards.
The town is at full swing, the remains of a decent snowfall are everywhere on the grounds and on top of buildings. Though it doesn’t slow down the ‘traffic’, dozens of crow tengu fly through the air while plenty of wolves and crows move along the street.
A clank of metal on rock draws your attention, Hidemi is working on the grounds, bundled up to protect from the snow.
Her miko’s uniform is partially visible underneath the heavy winter robes she’s wearing. Along with a pair of heavy glove the only thing visible is her head and her loose tail.
She’s currently shovelling the snow into a pile at the corner of the grounds. The air mists around her, a byproduct of her breaths as she works in the cold morning air.
She pauses from her work to look at the shovel, in the process catching sight of you and pausing. In response you raise a lazy wave that she eagerly returns.
You breath in the morning air a few moments longer before starting to turn back inside, both to regain the warmth and to wake Sanae.
You are only just entering the hallway when the door to her room slams open, the sliding door bouncing on the frame as it collides with the wall at rapid speed.
She bounds across the hallway and swings your door open.
“Ayumu! Kanako is awa-”
…
“Ayumu?”
She leans further into your room, looking about.
“Behind you!” You call out.
She turns on a dime, bounding forward to standing in front of you, bouncing on her heels excitedly.
“Kanako’s awake!”
Apparently this woke her up in a shock, for starters she’s still in her pajamas, hair sticking up all over the place, the only thing marking her as what she is being the gohei currently held in her grip.
You simply smile.
“Go get properly dressed and packed, we can head out to her, you probably don’t want to leave in your pajamas.”
She nods eagerly then runs back to her room, slamming the door back closed again.
…
Teenagers.
You chuckle and head back into your room, shrinking your clothes and collecting your cards. It was a rather short stay, all things considered. Here’s hoping you won't have to move again soon.
You step back out a few minutes later to find Sanae already raring to go. Dressed up in her normal uniform, plus a few wrinkles. She’s got her gohei in one hand and the case you brought her clothes in the other.
“Eager to go?” You ask unnecessarily.
She nods emphatically and jogs down the hallway and out the front, leaving you to try and catch up.
You enter the grounds again to see a confused looking Hidemi and a floating Sanae, apparently even this excited she won't leave you behind.
“Sorry Hidemi.” You apologise. “Shrine business, we’ll visit soon.”
The confused wolf merely nods, offering a wave as you both fly off and out of the village.
It’s a relatively quick flight to the Hakurei Shrine, Sanae makes the same pace of your average world war two era fighter, speeding around clouds damn near melting the snow before it touches her.
For your part you merely keep up, keeping more a watch out for flak than keeping a bead on the Hakurei Shrine.
Sanae lands in the snowy grounds of the shrine with force, sending the white powder flying in every direction. It appeared it snowed much more heavily here than it did at the village, then again this place doesn’t have much in the way of tree cover either.
In bounds Sanae moves across the grounds, moving up the steps and into the shrine proper. Beyond the both of you… well, just you now, nobody else is on the grounds. You wonder if Suika has gone back to her home… maybe even the underground.
It’s odd to see no sign of Mima either, though as a spirit she could be anywhere on the grounds doing anything real-
Oh nevermind.
She’s using her staff near the back corner of the shrine, drawing some form of pentagram onto the snow… you don’t want to know.
You shake your head and move up the steps and into the shrine. The door to the room Sukuna stays in is open, meanwhile Reimu is sitting at the dinner table munching on a rice ball. Eyebrow arched as she looks at you.
You point a finger towards the open room and she nods and returns to her meal.
You move over and peek inside.
Kanako’s back up at normal size, though now she as an attachment. Sanae is currently hugging her and squeezing her rather tightly. Kanako for her part is smiling and lightly patting Sanae on the head.
Suwako meanwhile has her arms crossed, foot tapping against the wooden floor as she looks at the scene in front of her.
“Ah didn’t get hugged when ah woke up.”
You stare at her.
“I distinctly remember having to recognize you from your own daughter when you woke up.”
The goddess raises a single finger to her lip in a shushing motion, but there’s a smile on her face.
“Ayumu!”
A tiny voice grabs your attention, drawing it towards the table. Standing there in her usual getup is Sukuna, needle waving in the air as she tries to get your attention.
You move over to the table and kneel down to be at ‘eye’ level.
“Morning Sukuna, how went guard duty?”
“The goddesses as promised came under no harm under my watch!” She puffs out her chest proudly.
You reach out a hand to pat her on the head, causing her to break into a fit of giggles.
“Thank you kindly, I’ll be sure to visit to help you with the book more in the future.”
...You probably should soon don’t want to keep Keine’s book forever, she may be annoyed and not supply you with new ones.
Sanae finally relents, smiling ear to ear at the return of her second mother as Kanako speaks up.
“Let us return to the shrine, I wish to see the state of things.”
- - -
You head out of the shrine together, bidding your goodbyes to Sukuna and thanks to Reimu, then take off in the air as a group for the first time in awhile.
It’s another quick flight back to the shrine, which is thankfully in the same state you left it. Kanako and Sanae look at your work curiously, while Suwako moves forwards towards the main building.
“Fine work Ayumu.” Kanako says after a moment, “It was wise to let you cast your magic on the shrine.”
“It IS my specialty.” You say, wiggling your finger for emphasis. “Just try not to break it again.”
She crosses her arms and grins, several Onbashira lifting out of the buildings to float behind her.
… actually why DIDN’T she remove them from the roof instead of you going at them with a hacksaw the first time around? Character building?
“I will break whatever is necessary in order to defend the shrine and those within it.”
She moves forward after Suwako, leaving you alone with Sanae. She starts to move forward as well, but you catch her arm as she begins to move past, causing her to look at you curiously.
“I figured you would want to get the shrine fixed up as soon we were moving back in right?”
She nods.
“Do you want to try to hire some help for that or do you think we could do it on our own? You’ve repaired this place more than I have. I ran it by Suwako and she said it wouldn’t hurt faith, and with us all here it wouldn't look particularly suspicious.”
She glance back towards the goddesses moving back into the shrine, turn looks at you again.
“Do you think we could do that successfully? It would be a lot faster but I’m not sure of the after effects, you’re better at politics than me, while I’m better at generally everything else.”
That is tru-... oh you little brat.
She smiles at you impishly but doesn't continue.
...Hmm.
Chapter 65: Onbashira of the Field
Chapter Text
“Most likely the humans... “ You say after a moment, looking back down the mountain to see their village. “We helped them rebuild their village, they probably would be eager to do the same to us. Though the question is how to spin it.”
At least, they should be, call me a pessimist all you want… quid pro quo is the basis of damn near everything humans do… you know that better than most.
You glance back down the mountain to look over at the village in the distance.
“I figured we could spin it as us being attacked by the same group that attacked them… still no proof but the coincidence would be ludicrous otherwise.”
Sanae makes an appreciative sound.
“It isn’t a bad idea, though why not the Tengu? May be easier due to their loyalty and speed. Tenma mentioned they still hadn’t fully paid us back either.”
You shake your head, glancing over towards the forest, trying to spot the buildings through the trees.
“I’d agree but Hatate and Aya are both… eager for interviews… I’m not sure how long we could keep up the charade.”
“That is… okay so the Tengu are out yes, and the Kappa?” She asks.
You can’t actually see the waterfall from here so you look back at the miko instead. She has her chin cupped in her hand as she thinks over the options the Moriya have at present.
“They would probably care the least about the state of the shrine… but we wouldn’t really get much in the way of faith either. Could be a good inroad with them… but at the same time do you want the donation box to have mounted weapons and bipedal movement?”
Her eyes furtively glance towards said box.
“The answer to that question is ‘no,’ Sanae.” You say wryly.
“You sure? Think about how easy it would be to get donations in the Human Village.” She replies, a smile on her face.
"Quite sure, it sounds like an incident waiting to happen, and Reimu already doesn’t look at us particularly highly.”
“... Okay, point. Still, remind me to visit the Kappa later.” She says in a halfway serious tone.
“If you do then consider your invitation to Alice’s revoked;” you warn, “I’ll tell her you hate giant robots.”
“Hey! That’s low… why so mean?” She says with a frown, sniffling a little for emphasis.
… Oh don’t do this to me. That just isn’t fair.
“No starting incidents… that makes the fox upset.”
At least she’s in a better mood?
She walks over and pokes you in the chest repeatedly.
“No mean jokes either, you owe me a visit to Alice.”
You quirk a brow.
“I do? When did this happen?”
“The day you entered my life really,” She smiles, “do you have any idea how stressful you are?”
“I have an idea yes,” You nod sagely. “have you considered having a meeting with Akyuu? I think you could be friends. Apparently I am a walking ball of fluff that causes unending stress. But back on subject, the Kappa are out. That leaves the Humans.”
She withdraws the poking finger and nods. “We can bring it up to the goddesses then, best we get started as soon as we can. For the faith if nothing else.”
You shrug.
“Shouldn’t be a problem, Suwako brought it up herself last night, she was thinking the Tengu or the Humans so it shouldn’t be an issue.”
She nods again.
“It’s good then she’s already thinking of-”
She blinks.
“What were you talking about with her last night? HOW were you talking to her last night?”
The finger of doom returns, poking you in the chest as she looks at you suspiciously.
You feel through your pocket for the spellcard in question, no point in keeping this one hidden, really. In a moment you find it, gently holding it out for her.
“Apparently I can now get her attention at the very least.”
She moves to grasp it, but pauses to look at you for approval. You give it with a nod and she gently pulls it out of your hands to look at it. The smile she wore before returns with a vengeance.
“You got a divine card!” She says excitedly.
“Supposedly, Suwako said you had something similar?”
She produces a spellcard of her own and hands it to you.
It’s a cartoony image of Suwako, her iron rings are clutched in her hands as she tosses them at an imaginary foe. The Moriya Shrine is in the background, while along the bottom of the card in green text is…
‘Earth-God Summon: Iron Ring’
“You take ‘my mom can beat up your mom’ to a whole new interesting level, you know that right?”
She giggles and offers the card back.
“Generally they beat up each other, unfortunately.”
“Probably a decent evening entertainment.” You muse, ‘Through what I’ve seen of the Osaka shrine I doubt they were getting into much in the way of fist fights.”
She shakes her head.
“Not in Osaka, they usually weren’t active enough, though they did snip at each other… once they got to Gensokyo though…”
She groans.
“They got into a massive brawl within the first few days, apparently getting some of their power back allowed them some stress relief that had been building up for decades.”
You look over to the main shrine building.
“I take it this is the second shrine then? I doubt any structure would survive that.” You ask.
“No… they found a space behind the mountain thankfully.” She admits with some relief.” I was only just getting started repairing this building… though it didn’t take long for there to be collateral damage.”
“How terrified were you when they broke out into a fight when I arrived? Though I do notice they haven’t done that since.”
“I figured you were going to run away screaming… and no, we’ve been busy recently. I may have had a talk with them as well.”
“Laid down the law?” You ask with a smile.
“Something like that.” She smiles back. “Come on, let's tell Suwako and Kanako.”
- - -
You walk down the path together into the main shrine building
Suwako and Kanako are inside looking around the main hall curiously. With a wave of your hand you allow the interior illusion to fade away, causing the burns to reappear and the long gash along the right wall to come back into view.
Kanako noticeably grimaces as the damage comes fully into view. She looks around the room a moment longer before slipping off into the hallway. Suwako starts to move as well but Sanae calls out before she does so.
“Suwako!”
The goddess looks back at the both of you curiously, pausing midstep.
Sanae jogs up to stop in front of her. “We’re going to head to the Human Village to try and get some workers to help repair the shrine.”
Suwako tilts her head.
“Well that didn’t take ya long. Not that ah’m against getting the place fixed but up but we’ve hardly settled down.”
You shake your head.
“The faster it gets done the faster we can have a bit more peace of mind, that and the faith boost from the humans would be beneficial.”
“Then good luck to ya, me and Kanako will probably be scouting out the grounds again ta’ make sure nothin’ gets the drop on us like that ever again.”
“Will you be okay on your own?” Sanae asks.
The goddess snorts.
“Ah’m more worried about you two then I am us. We’ll be expectin’ the attack if they even have the confidence the attempt one, and with the both of us here along with the burst ah faith recently we should be fine. Ah’m far more worried about you two.”
“Well we have ways of getting your attention now, the both of us, if need be. Failing that I can run slower than Sanae so she can leave me behind as bait.” You state.
“I’m glad ya see what yer role is in all this.” Suwako says with a grin. “But I’ll let Kanako know.”
Suwako places her foot back down and moves off into the hallway, leaving you along with Sanae again.
“So how does this work?” you ask, “you want to se up a stall, or do you just want to post to the job board?”
“Job board, definitely,” She nods. “The stall won’t really work out, it’s easier to just be in the market square and announce the work than to go to the effort of building a stall.”
“I’m not particularly good at proselytizing, but I can probably check out some leads in the village while you work.”
She blinks in confusion, then grins.
“I understand not being able to proselytize, but surely you know how to attract attention? You’re old.”
“Okay first… how dare you. Second of all, I am perfectly capable of attracting attention, but it may not be the kind you appreciate.”
“How so?” She asks.
You change into one of your old favorites with a flash, not dissimilar to the one she met in the Tengu Village.
Your hair has turned a deeper black and is now down to your waist, your simple clothes have been replaced by a light pink kimono with a floral pattern. The front of it is open, revealing a generous amount of cleavage.
“Won’t you please come help the Moriya Shrine?” You ask in a playful tone, leaning forward a little. “We would all surely love your help.”
Her eye starts to twitch before she sighs and closes them both.
“No… we do not need THAT kind of attention. I’ll handle the recruitment, you do… Ayumu things.”
You change your form back. “That I can do. I’ll head towards the nearest fight I can.”
“OTHER AYUMU THINGS!” She shouts.
You chuckle and start to turn back towards the entrance along with Sanae when a voice calls out.
“Ayumu!”
It’s Kanako… she isn’t angry; thank gods.
You glance back at Sanae.
“Meet you out front?”
She nods and heads out the door at a rapid pace, leaving you to your fate.
With a groan you make your way down the hallway moving past Suwako who is currently inspecting the dining room. You round the corner to find that the doors to Suwako’s and Kanako’s room are open.
You make a hard turn into the snake goddesses room and look inside.
She’s standing at the end of the room, looking at the new hole in the wall caused by her sword. You wonder where she stole the pose, arms held behind her back, and staring into the far distance. The hole in the wall to replace the mirror that was there originally.
She speaks as you enter, not even bothering to turn around.
“Suwako informed me you obtained a weapon.” She states.
“I did.” You admit.
“Which one? Suwako failed to inform me as to the specif-”
She turns around as she asks this, her voice trails off as her eyes lock with your wrist. Then, in a very non-Kanako gesture she smiles broadly.
She approaches quickly, grasping your wrist to look at the bangle more closely.
“You chose one of mine?” She asks with an eager tone to her voice, somewhat unnecessarily.
“So Suwako told me, and it matches your style in general.”
She plucks it off of your wrist, holding it up to the light as it turns into the staff.
“This is one of my favorites… though I had nearly forgotten about it.”
She bounces it in her hand, testing the weight before spinning it in her fingers.
“Who was it for?”
She shakes her head, still spinning the staff.
“This was unique, some of our workers used it in the past but it was something I made for general use.”
You tilt your head. “No offense but it doesn’t seem to be your style… it’s rather subdued.”
She halts the spin and offers it to you by the end, you accept it and take it into your own grip as she speaks in reply.
“On the contrary. This is a symbol of the faith and has my sigil, it shows all your loyalty and to those who are aware of its capabilities… the fact that you are ready to fight if necessary. It is no mere walking stick, it is a proclamation.”
She grins as she says this, mouth open enough to show teeth as she looks at you holding it.
“I will train you with it while the shrine is being repaired.”
…
“I’m sorry?”
She snaps her fingers, a brown staff appears in her hand, same shape as yours with golden edges as well, though the ends have decorated paper like the tips of her Onbashiras.
“It will be good for faith if the humans see the gods active during the repairs, and it will also serve to train you in using my weapon.”
That smile is terrifying… she’s showing fangs. You don’t like it when she shows her fangs.
“No danmaku right?” You clarify.
She nods.
“Not while the humans are around; too dangerous. This will be training in melee and hand-to-hand.”
So just dangerous to you then, got it.
“I’ll… look forward to it.”
You turn and your heel and head back towards the door, the staff changing back into a bangle that you slip onto your wrist.
“And Ayumu?”
You pause, halfway out the threshold, glancing back to see the goddess looking at you with a smile, smaller than the one she had previously. But still an honest and gentle one nonetheless, something you hardly ever see her wear.
“Thank you.”
You nod.
“You’re welcome, of course.”
- - -
You head back out the front to find Sanae fiddling with her phone near the front gate.
“I survived.” You announce.
She flips the phone shut and turns her head in your direction.
“That means I lost the bet.” She says with a giggle,”you ready to go?”
You start to lift off the ground and come to a floating halt next to her.
“Lead the way.”
You head out of the temple and make your way to the human village, nothing spotted on your way there beyond some fairies playing in the forest.
You land in the village square to find the Tengu still doing patrols, but the buildings are almost entirely repaired. There’s some singe marks along the ground, and there are less stalls than there were normally but the market is back in full swing otherwise.
There’s a group of men working on the dragon statue after it experienced some burns but other than that it looks almost normal. In front of it is the stage Kokoro normally performs on, it’s not Saturday… maybe they are doing a special show later?
You move across the square and into the large multi-storied building that makes up the main hall, compared to most around here it is decidedly modern in construction. Brick from top to bottom with a tiled roof.
It’s all humans in here, though it would be more than odd if there were working youkai in the human town hall. It’s comprised of small government offices and functions, while in the front lobby is a simple counter behind which sits a young woman with dark brown hair.
Sanae moves up to the counter and taps on it, getting the woman’s attention.
“Excuse me, we would like to post a job on the board?”
You woman smiles and pulls out a small sheet of paper from the counter, handing it over to Sanae who starts writing on it.
You glance around as she does so. Humans dressed rather nobly are moving around the place, though you have a doubt they are true nobles… you haven’t really seem much of a government in this place as such. So perhaps just the local magistrates.
There are various portraits along the walls as well, though all unnamed. All human, and nearly all male. The most recent one is a smartly dressed man in what would have been the height of fashion in the early 1900’s. While the furthest to the left wouldn’t be out of place in a village six to seven hundred years ago.
There are two to three dozen of the portraits along the walls, most likely the elected… or assumed officials over the years.
With the clack of a pen against paper Sanae is finished. The clerk taking the offered sheet with a smile.
“Payment is due on the posting of the job as normal.”
Sanae smiles back and bows.
“It is appreciated.”
She then turns on her heel and is quickly leaving you behind.
You move after her, and by the time you catch up she’s already outside and is stretching her arms with a satisfied grunt.
“I figured the board would be more public, nail it in and your done.” You remark.
She nods.
“It is for the most part, but the jobs in the center get the most attention, you can pay a small fee for the local office to put it up themselves in a center position, doesn’t get torn down for a few days either.”
She finishes stretching and looks over to said board. It’s mostly barren at the moment beyond a few odd jobs.
“They won’t be posting it until probably sometime after lunch, is there anything you want to do while we’re out?” She asks.
… Actually.
Chapter 66: Seven Colored Puppeteer
Chapter Text
“I would suggest Alice… something stress relieving for you and a possible lead on the doll, if one exists anyway.”
“Stress relief?” Sanae asks, hilted tilted.
“Mech hanger?” You reply.
“Mech… “ She trails off, before snapping to attention. “Oh! Yes! We should visit Alice for the lead absolutely while we are in the area!”
She moves past, grabbing your arm in the process and dragging you down the street out of the market.
“In all seriousness I figured it would be good to touch bases again, that and I thought you would enjoy yourself. Haven’t had much time to yourself lately… besides being lazy in the inn.”
You push forward, claiming your arm back in the process.
She elbows you in the side for your last comment, then looks at you curiously.
“What do you do for fun anyway? Besides… politics.” She asks.
“Fun? I normally have a day job, when I don’t I usually find one.”
“Just work? No hobbies? The Oni like to drink and fight, the Tengu like to fight and drink, and the Kappa do… Kappa things.” She finishes while scrunching her face in thought.
“Mostly drink, haven’t known them for fighting.” You admit.
“What do the foxes do?” She asks, moving out of the way of a cart bringing pottery towards the center.
You haven’t seen a clay operation around here, you wonder where they get it. Probably near the river… though you haven’t seen fire outside of them firing i-
“Ayumu?”
You blink, glancing back at Sanae who is looking up at you as you walk.
“Right sorry. That’s a rather… broad question. Everything really, it’s an old species, traditionally courtesans and pranksters I suppose. Wives and wisdom sharers. Have you ever heard of Kitsune?” You ask.
She blinks.
“Isn’t that what you are?”
You smile.
“Well, I am a Kitsune as in a fox yes, though we generally go by fox spirits. But tell me, if I were to pronounce it as Kitsu-ne what would that mean?”
She looks upwards briefly in thought. “Come and… sleep right?”
You nod. “And if it was Ki-tsune?”
“Always comes?” She answers.
You nod again, patting her on the head. “You did go to highschool!”
She sticks out her tongue and knocks the hand away.
“Besides the grammar lesson what does that have to do with anything?”
You raise a finger with a smile.
“I’m glad you asked, she was one of the first ones humans ever bothered writing about… in human words and tongue anyway.”
You clear your throat.
“There once was a human man named Ono, who lived in Mino. He wanted a wife rather badly, but was a bit of a bastard obsessed with beauty, though once again how much of that was the case depends on the telling.”
You move your hands into your pockets as you start to make your way through the crowd, only half paying attention to the people you walk around.
“Either way one day he came across a beautiful woman names Kitsune, courted her, and married her, and they were as such for several years. Until one day he adopted a dog on the same day as his first son. The dog unfortunately was always hostile to Kitsune, and she begged and begged for him to get rid of it.”
Sanae nods, apparently seeing where this is going already.
“He never did until one day it attacked her, and in her fright she revealed her vulpine features. She fled the house in tears. However Ono, such as he was had loved her. Learned to cherish her over the years he had known her and called out to her.”
Your voice takes on wistful tone despite your best efforts, remembering the tale told to you so long ago.
“Generally the story goes that he said though she may be a ‘monster’ he would always love the mother of his children, and his wife so dear. So she may return as she wills at any time. So every evening she would sneak back into the house to sleep in his arms, and in the morning she would leave as a fox.”
You push forward through the crowd a little more, the gate now nearly reached.
“Hence. ‘Come and Sleep’. And ‘Always comes.’” You finish.
“So your species got attributed with her name?” Sanae asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “No idea, don’t even know if the legend is true. But it’s a nice story nonetheless. There have been plenty of who have snuck into human society, both out of curiosity… and perhaps more romantic ideas.”
“But what does that have to do with my question?” She queries.
You smile. “It has everything to do with your question.”
She tilts her head, the frog decoration shifting slightly as she does so.
“I enjoy going off on tangents to mess with people,” you smirk, increasing your pace, “and some people are suckers for an old story.”
She moves to elbow you in the side again but you sidestep away.
“Stop that!” you chastise, channeling as much Kanako-like behavior as you can, “It’s very rude and sets a bad example for the other shrine maiden.”
She humpfhs and looks away. You give her a few seconds to vent before you give her a straight answer.
“I like books, Sanae,” you explain, “I like books and meeting people. I’ve been dealing with humans for a very long time now and I’m still getting used to you violent little things.”
She turns sharply to poke a finger in your chest, the both of you coming to a stop a good fifty yards from the human village.
“This ‘violent little thing’ has saved your irresponsible tails more than once, mister! And surely you must have an interest in more than just books.”
You shrug again.
“You’d be surprised how simple things get with age, most people come and go, but they can leave behind books that last forever… and some days, you just want to sit down with something that will outlive you. I’ve always liked reading, the drinking and partying was for when I was younger.”
You smile, looking towards the forest where Alice lives.
“That and your means of entertainment only came out recently by my standards, though I do know of them of course. Hard not to in a town like Tokyo.”
She withdraws the finger with another pout.
“I’ll figure out what is going on in that head of yours, even if I have to beat it out of you mister!”
You smile a bit wider and shake your head, gently lifting off the ground to start flying towards the forest of magic.
“And even then, I’ll always come back.”
- - -
You fly, hugging the treetops, moving just above the canopy until you come to the clearing that Alice’s house sits in.
The dolls are hard at work, teams of six to a shovel, little figures holdings up snow shovels to clear the area.
Invisible strings rise from them, shooting off into the sky, the light just barely glinting off them, you doubt your average being would be able to see them at all. A few turn to look at you mechanically as you land, but only for a moment, before they return to their tasks with vigor.
The path is already cleared, the stones leading up to the front door. Beyond some snow on the roof it is the same as the last time you were here, the smoke from the chimney rises to roughly canopy level before fading from view entirely. Most likely due to some form of enchantment.
You move up, Sanae besides you as you approach the door.
She reaches up to knock, but the hand hangs uselessly in the air as the door swings open. You assumed by magic at first. Going for the whole ‘witch in the woods’ aesthetic. But there is once again a team of dolls holding the door open. The plastic faces smiling at you as you enter.
The door closes again just as quickly, shutting out the cold and allowing you to take in the warm and comfortable interior.
Alice is nowhere to be seen, the chairs near the fire are pulled back, and a team of dolls are moving about with dusters. The door to the tower is open however… and true to your suspicions…
“I’m in the workshop!” A familiar voice calls out.
Sanae starts to move forward but you grab her arm.
She looks at you questioningly, opening her mouth to speak when you hold a finger to your lips.
“Close your eyes, best to savor the surprise yes?”
Her questioning look turns to brief hesitation, then she smiles and closes her eyes, holding out a hand for you to take.
You grasp it and lead her into the tower.
It is also the same as before, though only in orientation. The first giant doll has been replaced with another, the dress a deep and dark black. She also is missing her arms. Two large wooden cranes extend from the walls to dangle them in midair.
Where they would be is open joints with various glowing runes, a storm of fairy zipping back and forth to work on them..
Alice is sitting at a small worktable, in her hands is a small tome she was apparently going over, though now she has set it down to look at the both of you curiously.
You turn the miko around, then tilt her head up.
“And…. open!”
The miko opens her eyes, they widen comically as she takes in the scene before her. Eyes darting from spot to spot as a broad grin comes across her face.
She stands there, jaw hanging agape as you make your way over to Alice.
“Good morning, has everything been well since we last spoke?”
She nods with a smile.
“It has yes; though I’m afraid if you came for tea I’m still rather busy, this project I’m working on took on a far greater scope than I anticipated… did you come here for that or business?”
“Business, I’m afraid.” you grimace, “ Sanae and I ran into Seija again.”
She nods. “I’m aware.”
You quirk a brow. “You are?”
She nods again. “Morning addition of Aya’s paper, I don’t get much in the way of visitors, so I subscribe to have a general idea of the goings on.”
“Did she mention any artifacts?”
She pauses then shakes head. “I’m afraid not.”
… Damn useless bird.
You waggle your fingers, an illusionary doll coming into view on the table. A copy of the one Seija used during your fight.
Alice looks at it with clear disdain.
“Whose creation is this? The work is… awful.”
You sigh.
“I was hoping you could tell me, she threw it at us during the fight, it caused all of our Danmaku to rush to it before it was destroyed.”
She shakes her head.
“That wouldn’t be a very complicated enchantment, but it is against the spellcard rules so it wouldn’t be one I would recommend using either. But either way, no, there are many magicians in Gensokyo, public or otherwise. And more than a few are puppeteers.”
Her expression then turns rather apologetic as she looks at the doll again.
“Unfortunately I am not precisely on good terms with most of them, nor do I recognise the worker that did this one… it is either a rush job, or the maker has absolutely nothing in the way of talent and skill.”
… So the woman is rather opinionated about dolls.
You remove the illusion and change to a new line of questioning.
“Any idea where some of these other puppeteers are?”
She taps a finger on the desk as she thinks on the question.
“There’s plenty in Makai, though I doubt you could enter. I know that at least one lives in the Human Village, though I’m not exactly sure who it is. Another lives in the underground, a miss Aina.”
“I don’t know where she lives,” She shrugs, “but I ran into her the last time I visited the underground, some form of spider youkai, had a rather clever way of controlling the dolls via thin silk webbing.”
She stretches her fingers, the near invisible wires flashing briefly. “Nothing like my own, of course, but it was still good work.”
Well… one lead leads to another you suppose.
“I’ll make a note of it, thank you Alice.”
She smiles.
“You’re welcome, of course, always nice to meet someone who bothers knocking… is Sanae okay?”
You glance back. “Why?”
Sanae has her phone out and is apparently taking pictures of the whole setup, giggling to herself.
“Oh that’s just Sanae, she likes giant robots.”
Alice makes a confused sound. “It’s a doll, not a robot.”
You shrug, moving forward to collect your miko.
“I think it’s more the aesthetic than it is the actual product at this point.”
You tap the miko on the shoulder. Her head snaps to the side so fast you nearly worry she’ll break it, instead you get a mop of green hair to the face.
“DO YOU SEE THIS?!” She asks excitedly.
“It’s rather hard to miss. I take it you are a fan?”
Her eyes look behind you towards the witch sitting at her desk, and like a racehorse… or a particularly perturbed football player she moves past you to stand in front of Alice.
“I always thought you were some reclusive shut-in, but you are the best!”
Alice blinks rapidly, apparently trying to process that statement… ow, Sanae.
“I… thank you?” Alice replies after a long moment.
Sanae looks between her and the giant doll, finally settling back onto Alice.
“Can I ask you some questions?!”
The witch smiles and gets up from her seat.
“Well… yes of course if it has to do with my work.”
Sanae claps her hands together excitedly.
…
Oh dear, Alice, I do believe you just walked into the trap.
- - -
“So, did you enjoy yourself?” You ask somewhat unnecessarily as you head back out of Alice’s house a good half hour later.
The girl had… questions. And poor Alice seemed seemed barely qualified in answering them. Not that she didn’t know the craft of her own work, just as time went on the poor girl got more and more overwhelmed with the sheer enthusiasm the maiden showed.
You had to practically drag her out of there, though she is still smiling ear to ear as you make your way back.
“I did yes! I did not know she had such a thing, if I did I would have visited sooner!”
You smile back.
“It appears to be a recent project, though try not to pester the poor girl too much, she seems rather… hermit-like all things considered.”
She giggles but doesn’t reply to that, instead changing the subject.
“Did you find anything useful from her?”
You frown.
“One lead leading to two others, it wasn’t hers, but she gave me leads on two other possible puppeteers. One living in the underground, and one supposedly hiding out in the Human Village.”
She looks towards said village, a thoughtful expression on her features.
“I know there are magicians that live in the village, most of the humans tolerate them… but I don’t know of any puppeteers other than Alice.”
Yeah… more legwork.
“What will you be doing with the rest of the day? I figured we could get lunch, by the time we finish the notice will be posted.”
By now you’re at the edge of the village itself, from here you can see what appears to be Kokoro getting setup on the main stage… so that, for starters.
But after that?
“Probably going to go find Wakasagi after lunch, have some things I wanted to talk with her, and it’s good to touch base with a possible follower.” You say after thinking about it a moment.
“Do you know where she stays?” Sanae asks, most likely remembering the river encounter, she hasn’t seen her since her visit to the shrine itself.
You nod.
“She stays over at the lake near the human village, I ran into her a while back.”
“Misty Lake?” She clarifies.
You shrug.
“I don’t actually know its name, though it was rather foggy when I went there.” You admit.
“That would be it yes, it’s mostly fairies and other weak youkai that gather around there, so it should be rather safe… most of the stronger youkai chose to get away from Remilia.”
“Remilia scared them off?” You ask.
She giggles.
“Well it was long before we arrived here so I don’t know for certain, but apparently Remilia sent out a challenge to those who would oppose her claim to the area. She beat down all the youkai who opposed her, apparently nearly wiped out everything else in a rampage until the Hakurei and some youkai had a word with her.”
“Reimu did?” You ask.
She shakes her head.
“From what I gather it was her mother that put Remilia down, she didn’t start anything else until after the spellcard system was established.”
“So this was some time back then…” You don’t know precisely when her mother died, but still probably well over a decade or two.
"More than likely, Reimu and I aren’t exactly close so she’s never talked about her mother with me, so you can take all this with a grain of salt.” She looks to you and back to the Human Village, at the rate you’re going you’ll probably be there in the next minute.
“But apparently she’s the only human Remilia ever surrendered to.” She continues. “Though I would suggest never asking Remilia for confirmation.”
“I’m sure you could put me back together if it came to that.” You reply with a grin.
She nods with a Kanako-esque smile of her own. More Malicious than anything sweet or gentle.
“I could yes... but in that case you would deserve it and I would leave you to your fate.”
As you land in the center of town you realise she’s probably serious.
- - -
They are still setting up various props it appears, the show won't be until you finish lunch more than likely.
"So what do you want for lunch?” Sanae asks.
“Aburaage.” You reply promptly.
“Abu… Soy? There’s a shop around here, but that’s an odd thing to want.”
“I’m a fox Sanae.” You explain simply.
“A fox… oh!” Her eyes widen as she realises. “But isn’t that a stereotype?”
You nod sagely, eyes closed as you depart great wisdom.
“It is absolutely, but I think you’ll find stereotypes exist for a reason.”
You move across the square and into the restaurant, in short order you get your food and set up on the table outside again. Not the same one as before, but close.
“You know.” You say in between bites of food. “I’ve eaten here before.”
“You have? When?” Sanae asks.
“The night Marisa shot me out of the sky, we skipped dinner at Kanako’s House of Spice for this place.”
There’s a twitch in her brow.
“I don’t know if I’m more annoyed you chose to bring that back up, or the fact you left me alone with Kanako’s cooking.”
You shrug, sticking another piece of the fried tofu into your mouth.
“I didn’t have much choice in the matter, I of course was not going to argue with the great frog goddess, and I didn’t see the flak coming.”
She snorts.
“Didn’t see the flak coming he says… there shouldn’t be flak at ALL you damned bad luck magnet.”
You wave your chopsticks at her.
“Oh, that’s fixed now.”
She blinks.
“Fixed? How’d you fix your bad luck?”
You gesture towards the mountain, sneaking in another bite in the process.
“I ran into Hina awhile back and she removed my misfortune, should help a bit. Though I don’t know how that works really.”
“Has it helped?” She asks, her tone filled with disbelief.
“Well I haven’t been shot at since so seems pretty good so far.” You admit. “I’ll have to go on a few more adventures to see if it sticks.”
“Perhaps slow down on the adventures,” she smiles, poking at her food a little, “but that’s good nonetheless. I like Hina.”
You quirk a brow.
“Green hair alliance?”
She giggles and pulls at a strand.
“No I’m afraid hers is natural. She’s just friendly, most of the gods of the mountain are.”
“How many are there anyway” You ask. “I’ve met Hina obviously, along with the Aki sisters.”
She sticks a glob of rice into her mouth, thinking on the question before swallowing.
“Well… it’s mostly minor gods like the Aki. There’s a god of the river, and a goddess of the winter snow that hangs around. The Kappa have an in-house deity that lives in their village. Though he… or she, is rather reclusive.”
She taps the chopsticks against her plate as she thinks.
“There’s several very minor gods… more spirits of the forest, really, that move around from place to place. I think I remember Suwako talking about the Yamanba deity too. Besides maybe the Kappa god...ess the Moriya are the only major deities on the mountain.” She explains.
“Prime staking ground then eh? I can see the appeal, that and Kanako likes to feel tall.”
She pauses, food halfway lifted to her mouth.
The expression cracks and she breaks down into a fit of giggles, the chopsticks falling onto the plate.
She gets a few odd looks as she breaks down further into laughter, hands wrapped around her stomach as you watch her in amusement.
“While cute I didn’t expect my statement to get that kind of reaction.”
She eventually gains her breath back and smiles.
“I was just… remembering when we first moved here. The act drained the last bits of faith but the magic of Gensokyo kept them in existence. They both were up and about for the first time in awhile, but both were in small form.”
She giggles again, her cheeks reddening despite the cold weather.
“Kanako refused to leave the shrine, but whenever she had to act as a ‘goddess’ about something. Like telling me an order or trying to boss around Suwako, she had a little cardboard box she’d stand on like a cat!”
You grin.
“So what your saying is…”
“She liked to feel tall!” She finishes.
She breaks down into laughter again. This time you join her.
- - -
You split up after lunch, Sanae heading into the town hall while you move into the crowd to watch the show.
Kokoro is kneeling down at the front end of the stage, a demon mask on her face concealing her features. Her long pink hair is down, trailing along the stage. In one hand is a long spear, the other is placed palm first onto the wooden stage.
She kneels there motionless for several minutes, until faintly in the background a drum starts being hit. Like before you can’t discern its source, unlike the actual Noh plays you’ve seen there isn’t a musical troupe on stage to provide the background.
The spear lifts, then slams back down onto the wooden planking. She does this repeatedly, the tapping matching the rhythm of the drum beat.
Then the drumming speeds up, a flute from nowhere enters with a high note as she raises herself up from her sitting posture.
She stands there motionless. The spear now unmoving as she looks over the crowd. The red demons mask is fierce alright, bloody fangs sticking out of a wide and open mouth.
The crowd gathers closer to the stage, a hush falling over them all. The drum beats intensify in volume and tempo, enough to drown out the merchants hawking wares.
There’s a pregnant pause as she continues looking over the crowd.
Then with another slam of the spear into the stage. The show begins.
- - -
“Good afternoon Kokoro.”
You approach the young youkai who is currently dabbing at her head with a towel. Apparently even in this weather doing such a performance takes quite a bit of effort. There’s a blank mask floating around her head.
She blinks, pink eyes glancing up to look at you.
Her mouth is as flat a line as always, but her voice is slightly up in pitch compared to when you last spoke to her. Almost a little excited.
“Good afternoon Ayumu. Did you see my show?”
You nod. “I did actually, you put on a fine performance.”
There’s a slight twitch at the edge of her lips.
“Thank you… I appreciate the compliments.”
You wave your hand idly.
“Welcome of course, I did promise to see the show didn't I? Is everything well since we last met?”
She nods, placing the towel down and hopping off the box she was sitting on.
“Yes, I’ve had plenty of performances recently at Head Priest Byakuren’s insistence.”
“Morale for the villagers?” You ask.
She nods again.
“I don’t mind the attention but it can be exhausting on my magic.” She explains.
“I could see how that could be the case, how long will you be at it?”
“Just a few more days.” She explains. “Then I’ll be working on my next play.”
“Oh? What’ll that be?” You ask.
“I’m working with a friend to put together an adaptation of Double Dealing Character.”
“I’ll need to see that as well, when it comes out. Do send me a message will you? Though I wonder how you will ever portray my handsomeness.” You say with a smile.
The floating mask changes to one of a fox. She pressed her middle and ring fingers against her thumb, the pointer and pinky fingers sticking out in a shadowplay version of a fox… or dog.
“Kon~” She says with a chipper voice, rather disturbing considering her expression doesn’t change at all.
“Oh? A fox? And whereupon did you get the idea that I’m a fox?” You ask.
“Friend told me.” She says, the mask turning back into its blank form.
“Oh? Who would that be?” You suppose you’re in the papers now, but still.
“Trade secret.” She says bluntly, waving her arms at her side for emphasis.
“Not even if I ask nicely?” You ask.
“No.” She says, somehow even more bluntly, wagging her finger.
You shrug.
“Ah well, had to try. Send me a message if you need help with it, or when it’s finished okay?”
She nods, moving for a glass of water setup on another crate.
“I will, thank you.”
- - -
You head out of the village towards the lake, walking instead of flying. With Sanae working, there is no need to be in a hurry to get anywhere, so you might as well kill time and improve publicity.
The road, as to be expected, is mostly filled with humans and farmers. There are a few youkai as you get closer to the Myouren temple, but still not many.
Speaking of which.
“Good afternoon!”
You return the cherry wave to Kyouko. The youkai is all bundled up to protect from the cold. The only thing visible is her eyes and the bridge of her nose. She was in the process of digging the snow out of the plant beds that rest in front of the temple itself.
“Good afternoon Kyouko. I trust everything is well?”
She barks an affirmative.
“Yep! Have you come to convert?”
You smile at her enthusiasm.
“I’m afraid not, just passing by. Though I do admit you are adorably tempting.”
She holds up a mittened hand to her mouth, giggling evilly… or attempting to anyway.
“Good good… that means my plan is working! Soon you will convert and learn the ways of buddhism.”
She then widens her eyes. “Oh! Did you have a chance to watch one of Kokoro’s plays?”
You nod.
“I did earlier today actually, it was quite a show. Please pass on my compliments.”
“Oh?” She asks, now attempting to be sly. “Wouldn’t you like to tell her yourself? She’ll be in the shrine in a little bit. I could even give you a tour!”
You wave your hand.
“That’s quite alright, I did already I'm afraid and I have somewhere else to be.”
You take a step backwards.
Her response of course, is to take a step forwards. Tail wagging behind her sending a slight flurry of snow around.
This repeats until you are nearly on the other side of the street.
You look up from her towards the temple itself.
“Why does Byakuren look so angry?” You ask.
Kyouko gasps and turns around, seeing to her probable relief that there isn’t anyone there.
This relief quickly turns to a mix of amusement and annoyance as she then spots you moving away from the temple at high speed.
“I’ll get you yet!” she bellows at your swiftly retreating back, “Nobody visits without converting!”
- - -
The lake is misty… which is to be expected. But now especially so in the wintertime. The edges of it are ever so slightly icy, though for the most part it’s still in good condition.
… You wonder what Wakasagi will do when it actually freezes... though she IS part fish, so she probably has a plan.
As you approach your ears perk up, playing just at the edges of your hearing is… music?
Ghostly and ethereal tunes drift along the wind, the gentle plinking of a piano, a soft and mournful violin, and a happy and energetic horn. It’s really not a trio that should work together… but it does. Forming a song that manages to strike all the emotional chords at once to the strength of each instrument.
Though much like the performance at the stage you can’t place its source, though that is more to due with the mist than anything else.
Joining them in their song is a soft voice, rising and falling with the music. The singer makes a haunting serenade that carries over the water and echoes over everything. It is without lyrics, a vocalised piece, yet the pitches and tone tell a story all to itself.
You stand at the water's edge and listen to it in peace.
It goes on for several minutes, then it all fades away to silence.
You start to walk around the lake, keeping an eye out for a certain mermaid. You’ve made it about halfway around it, getting rather close to the mansion when a familiar voice calls out.
“Dear sir!”
There is a loud splash in the water then a blue head of hair pops out of water, then the rest of the mermaid follows as she pushes herself up to partially beach herself on the lake shore. Looking up at you with a smile as the tail moves slowly through the water behind her.
“Good afternoon Wakasagi, is everything well?”
She nods happily.
“Everything is quite alright! Did you come to visit me?”
“Yes actually, and I do have a name you know, though I don’t mind it. You are the only person to ever call me ‘dear sir.’”
She giggles.
“I am afraid that is just the way I talk, does it bother you, Ayumu?”
You shake your head.
“Not at all, just something I noticed, mind if I asked you a question or two?”
She shakes her head as well, pulling herself out of the water to lay her tail along the rocks.
The water is one thing… how is she not freezing right now? She’s part fish but she may not exactly be cold blooded.
“Of course not!” She replies.
“I ran into Sekibanki the other day, what’s going on with that?”
She looks away awkwardly, tail idly dipping back into the water.
“Well… I’ve been working with some weaker youkai to spot possible trouble after I was freed from the mallets control. I didn’t particularly enjoy that so I thought I could form a sort of neighborhood watch.”
You quirk a brow.
“And how many are in this watch group?”
She taps her fingers together.
“Well… me of course, Kagerou, Sekibanki, and plenty of fairies and beings that live in the lake and forest.”
You sigh despite yourself. Not that the extra eyes aren’t appreciated you doubt Wakasagi could take on an eight tails… or worse.
“Find anything interesting so far?”
She shakes her head.
“Just what I had Sekibanki tell you, I thought you would be interested so I sent her your way.”
You smile to show your appreciation.
“It was good information, she wasn’t the most… friendly person in the world but the information helps, just be careful okay? Gensokyo isn’t particularly safe.”
She nods her head, a serious look in her eyes.
You change the subject.
“So what have you been up to lately, besides that?”
She smiles again.
“Still getting my house put together, actually.”
…
“A house?” You blink, “How does that work? With you being a…”
She giggles.
“A mermaid yes, it’s not brick and mortar! I found a lovely cave under the lake that I’m currently decorating and setting up. I take fish into the village to trade for goods. I still need some comforts after all!”
So she was the fish equivalent of homeless… that’s an interesting prospect. Though you suppose unlike some that wouldn’t be too hard on her.
“Isn’t that cannibalism? Or… murder?”
She shrugs.
“Big fish eat small fish, and a girls gotta make a living.”
“Fair enough, how's the fishing anyway?”
She stirs the water with an idle hand.
“Quite well actually, few humans fish here beyond daredevils. Apparently they don’t enjoy the company of fairies very much, or being near the mansion. That and they believe the lake to be haunted.”
She points towards the center of the lake.
“There’s actually truly massive fish in here that they go after from time to time, though usually they appear to take in a bit of the drink to work up the bravery to do so. The master sends them back from time to time.”
“Master? What master?” You ask.
“At the center of the lake at the bottom is a house that the lake deity lives in. He apparently doesn’t have much appreciation for fishermen making noise at night. I’ve never met him personally, however the other youkai that live in the water mentioned him.”
Yet another deity… though you doubt this one is worshipped that much.
“Remilia bother you any?”
“The Vampire?” She shakes her head. “No, she never comes by the lake. I’ve talked to her gate guard more than once, but never spoken to Remilia. The few times I’ve seen her leave she’s taken a wide path flying around the lake or has taken a carriage from the front gates.”
Come to think of it you still have to visit at some point. By now the ‘Thank You’ note may be a little late, but at the same time, she may have scoffed at it to begin with.
… And frankly you don’t really like the half pint.
Everyone killed you due to the mallets influence… hopefully. She killed you for what appeared to be her own amusement. You can take people wanting to murder you for valid reasons, but that is far from one.
“Are you doing well?” Wakasagi asks, snapping you out of your musing.
You nod.
“Fine, as far as I’m aware.”
It’s not wrong actually, beyond the odd fox attack things are actually looking up. Which is kind of frightening now that you think about it.
“I’m glad to hear it, I’ll let you know if I find out anything else. Are the rest of the Moriya okay as well?”
At that you have to bite your tongue.
“Yes… they are fine, even had some new followers lately.” You then grin. “Though you may have hurt their feelings, never making that follow-up visit.”
She pouts.
“Things got busy! There was an incident and I was… and still am… building a house!”
You chuckle.
“I’m just playing with you. You are free to visit whenever, we’re working on some things at the moment but we’ll be open back up in a week or two.”
“I’ll be sure to visit if I can, then.” She replies.
You chat for a bit longer before you head back to the village to check on Sanae. Yet more eyes and ears keeping a look out is a good thing, you just hope Wakasagi’s group can handle themselves.
- - -
You head back into the center of town, stopping in front of the job board. There, front and center, is the note Sanae wrote calling for workers to assist in repairing the shrine.
“Seek Sanae at the southeastern corner of the market, huh?” You say to yourself, reading the note.
You take a glance at the other jobs, mostly more harvest work beyond the odd lost items. Once the shrine is repaired you should be able to get some work. With the extra help it shouldn’t take too long either.
You move through the square towards the southeastern corner to see Sanae setup at in between a pair of stalls.
“The Moriya seek assistance in repairing our shrine,” she calls out to the passing crowd, “food and protection will be provided while the work is being done! Our shrine was damaged fighting the same enemy that attacked the Human Village!”
She has a small crowd of humans listening to her, a far cry from the performance at the train station. Though you do suppose that was a radically different situation as well. She smiles as she spots you, but continues working.
You wander around the market until she finds a point to take a break, the sun having lowered to mid afternoon.
“Did it go well?” You ask.
She nods.
“More than I expected, apparently we got a good deal of new converts after the village debacle. Should have a good number to send up in the morning. I’ll be getting up early to guide them to the shrine.”
“Need me to come with?” You ask.
She shakes her head. “I’ll have Kanako to escort them, it’ll be good for her and it will increase faith as well, if the goddess herself is seeing to their protection.”
“I suppose Kanako gets to put on a show then. As long as Suwako doesn’t kick her in the back like last time we should do rather well all things considered.”
“Yes… no kicking It would be bad.” She agrees. “I’m actually finished, and I’ve got more than enough, any larger and it will be awkward to escort. Are you good to head back to the shrine?”
You glance around the market one more time then nod.
“I’m good here.”
- - -
“Did you find out anything interesting from the mermaid?” Sanae asks.
“Yeah, apparently she has started a low level neighborhood watch. They are keeping their eyes out for people starting trouble… some sort of weak youkai union.”
“An interesting concept.” Sanae murmured. “I’m actually sure Reimu would appreciate the concept, she tends to get grumpy when things surprise her.”
“Isn’t she alway grumpy?” You ask.
“Well…” She trails off.
You land at the foot of the shrine and walk through the gates, Suwako’s up on the roof looking over the grounds and mountain. You’ve seen her do it at night but never during the day.
Kanako for her part is actually setting up rocks in a circle off towards the eastern edge of the shrine, marking some form of aren-
Oh.
Yeah, you have a feeling you know what that will be for.
They both stop in your tasks as you enter the complex. Suwako hopping down while Kanako walks over.
“How’d it go?” Suwako asks.
Sanae grins.
“Quite well! We should have a host of humans here tomorrow to help out, just like I told you.”
Suwako breaks out into a wide smile.
“Good, good! I’ll get started on dinner if ya wanna get setup in your room again. I’d suggest getting comfy while you can.”
Sanae nods and heads inside with Suwako, leaving you alone with Kanako.
You point towards the arena in progress.
“I take it that is where you will be killing me tomorrow?”
She smiles as well. Then shakes her head.
“Try not to be so dramatic, servant.” she… reassures you? “It is merely training that happens to be, perhaps, a bit showy to gather faith.” She states while crossing her arms.
“Just don’t smack me too hard okay? I still have a large backlog of leads to work on and I’d rather not have to deal with amnesia.”
She snorts.
“Hardly. Anything that could cause you amnesia would be more likely to kill you if I dealt the blow.”
Not… the point Kanako.
“I’ll hold you to that.” You say shakily before moving past her into the shrine itself.
You head into the dining room where you claim a seat on the couch for once, relaxing against it as you wait for dinner.
Sanae arrives shortly afterwards having changed from her maiden gear to far more casual wear as she takes a spot next to you on the couch, flicking on the television.
“That’ll rot your brain you know.” You say dryly.
“Like you can speak Mr. Head Trauma.” She replies.
“The point is still fair; stay away from soap operas. I’ve heard enough women talking about those accursed things. Also when precisely did I hit my head?”
She snorts.
“Give it time,” she reaches up a hand to tap you on the head for emphasis, “it’ll happen.”
She flips the channels until it comes onto an old episode of Gundam.
“You are such a stereotype you know that?” You note.
“Quiet you,” she snaps, not even bothering to look you in the eye, “it isn’t a soap opera.”
You lean your head back onto the couch with a groan.
“Depends on how you lo- grmbl?”
You find a hand slapped over your mouth as Sanae deems talking time over in favor of the television.
You reach up and pry it off, glaring at her. After realising she isn’t paying any attention you groan and lean back into the couch, watching the show with her.
Suwako comes out with dinner almost half an hour later, Kanako close behind.
Bowls of udon noodles with chopped beef on the side. Simple talk is the dinner conversation, which you notice Sanae participates in. You are curious why she seems to have been more active lately in regards to that.
“So what will you be doing tomorrow Suwako?” You ask.
The goddess taps her foot against the ground, swallowing a noodle before speaking up.
“Ah’ll be talkin’ with Aki and Hina to tell ‘em what happened,” she explains. “I’ll be probably back ‘roun noonish.”
“I ran into Hina when I was casting the illusion on the shrine. She drained some misfortune from me.”
At that both goddesses focus on your sharply.
“I told her of our attacker… I figured she wasn’t a threat as far as faith goes. She mentioned a fox village but she didn’t know where it is. Have any idea?”
Suwako glances at Kanako then shakes her head. Kanako doing the same a half second after.
“I’m afraid I am not familiar with the foxes, we did not seek them out when we came here and as far as we are aware they keep to themselves.” Kanako supplies.
“Ya… reclusive bastards for the most part… no offence.”
You chuckle.
“Trust me I’m aware, no public presence at all?”
Suwako shakes her head again.
“Not really, they pop up in the human village from time ta time. But they don’t have anything like an embassy or a public village. It exists… but damned if ah know where it is.”
Kanako continues where Suwako left off.
“Indeed, I did look into it myself once after contacting the Tengu, Kappa, and Rabbits. But I never managed to find anything out, though given the nature of the species....”
She coughs into her hand. Realising the possible implications of the last word.
“Regarding their reclusive nature within Gensokyo I deemed them not a lead worth chasing, we were rather busy at the time.“
“And until now…” You trail off.
“Never really thought about ‘em to be honest. Ah kinda wondered if you belonged to one of them at first but ya quickly proved that otherwise.” Suwako supplies.
You chuckle.
“No I’m afraid I’m a bit of a lone fox.”
Kanako nods.
“We harbor no suspicion, but as of right now seeking out the foxes may be a bad plan. Loathe as I am to leave an insult such as this be, we are as of yet unaware if this is a lone agent or some form of larger attack.”
She taps her fingers on the table.
“The first and most important rule of war is to find out who your enemy IS. In all senses of the word.”
You quirk a brow.
“I thought the most important thing was good system of supply lines?”
“Nah it’s makin’ sure they don’t have any allies when ya move in.” Suwako counters.
“Eh?” Sanae mutters, “Isn’t it 'all warfare is based on deception' or something like that?”
Kanako glances about the table.
“... Either way. We will not be going after anything like that until we have more information about our attacker.”
“At that we can agree.” Suwako murmurs.
“Are we repairing the back as well?” You ask, digging back into your food.
“Back what? The arena?” Sanae clarifies.
“The old shrine maiden housing and the like. Not sure what we’d use it for but with the shrine in disrepair and a whole host of able workers…” You trail off.
Suwako looks over to Kanako again, whom to your surprise merely shrugs her shoulders.
“If we have the time and they have the drive we certainly could, though it would certainly take more effort than merely replacing damaged planks of wood.”
You nod in agreement.
“But if we start getting more permanent followers it would be good to give them a place to stay no?”
Sanae tilts her head.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen those. Where are they?”
“Back behind the reliquary, the paths completely gone at this point. Used ta be a small area all the shrine maidens and priests stayed at. It’s completely overgrown at this point, been that way for centuries.” Suwako explains to her daughter.
“Well more places to stay are good right? At the very least I could take a look to see if there is anything to salvage like there was in the reliquary.” Sanae offers.
Suwako shrugs her shoulders.
“If ya want, they were just housing, not a place we kept anything too important, ‘sides the maidens of course. Still, more space is more space, and as long as people are working we get faith.”
You break for the night, having an early morning more than likely for everyone involved.
Well everyone except Suwako anyway. You lay down across the couch grabbing the blanket that Suwako supplied for you once she remembered you were hunkering down inside the main building.
You’re by yourself right now in the dining / living room… and you do have your spellcards.
What to do... what to do...
Chapter 67: Straight to the Moon
Chapter Text
You readjust yourself on the couch with a groan. While the Moriya have much in the way of creature comforts, they don’t have a coach much better than your average students bed.
You pull up the covers a little more until it’s tucked just under your chin, it’ll be a long day tomorrow, might as well get a good start on your sleep… for whatever it’s worth when you’re fighting Kanako.
An eventful day to be sure, though that’s of little note considering most of your days are eventful recently. You can say you didn’t get shot at at the very least, hopefully with any luck things will quiet back down again… the list of things you have to get on is getting rather ludicrous at this point.
You close your eyes and before you know it… you are asleep.
- - -
There’s a loud creak, the sound of an old wooden door being opened slowly. Your breathing stills as try not to react instinctively.
You listen carefully, but beyond the sound of the door, and the distant sounds of… traffic? There’s nothing else.
…
Wait a minute.
You open your eyes to stare at a slowly spinning ceiling fan.
Shinagawa… right next to that damn inari shrine. Oh gods it has been a long time since you’ve been at this place.
You glance over to the pair of couches underneath the window. Moonlight pours through, tainted slightly by dull yellow of the lights. It won't be quite some time before they changed to the blue bulbs.
You look down the bed past your feet towards the door, it’s sitting ajar, and instead of the ‘usuals’ it’s one of familiar glowing figures. It’s the red figure, the same one you saw before you dove headfirst into Kanako’s warzone dream.
Unlike the green one it is still ‘undefined’ for lack of a better term, though you can make out enough to see that it has its hands clasped together in a submissive gesture at the waist. The head is bowed slightly as it stands in the open doorway.
“Good…” You trail off, glancing towards the clock on the wall.
"Evening.” You sigh.
“I take it we are going on a trip tonight?” You ask.
The figure steps to the side, opening the path to the hallway.
"Well who am I to keep a glowing person waiting, never have so far in my life, why start now?”
You kick off the thin covers and step onto the floor, with a thought you’re dressed. Your ‘repaired’ suit appearing on your form and a pair of comfy slippers on your feet.
… What?
You didn’t ask for this.
You move towards the door and step through it into the hallway.
To the left is the staircase leading down to the lower floors, force of habit, you liked to be close to the exit whenever possible at the time.
To the right is the rest of the apartments on the floor, roughly eight doors normally, though now it’s been rearranged. There’s four doors along the side, two on each and one at the very end, all open.
There’s a faint sound of sandals against wood flooring as the figure walks up besides you, gazing down the hallway.
“Another pick and choose?” You ask unnecessarily.
You stick your hands and begin walking down the hallway, glancing through the open doorways.
First to the left is a… forest, all trees are dead due to winter. Youkai mountain is faintly distant in the background, blurry as it isn’t the focus of the image. In the center and in focus is a wooden hut, a single chimney letting out smoke into the sky.
First to the right is rolling hills covered in red flowers as far as the eye can see. It reminds you vaguely of Yuuka’s area, though there’s certainly no sunflowers. Off in the distance is a heavenly looking city. It’s blurred much like the mountain was, but it absolutely dwarfs… anything you’ve ever seen in your life.
Second to the left is an active and raging volcano, the sky is blacked by smoke… beyond that you cannot see anything of interest beyond what appears to be a blurry figure standing on the rim, nothing can be made out besides mixes of red and white, the lava is far too bright.
Second to the right is… oh come on.
A vast and gorgeous starfield takes up the vast majority of the image, while just one step away is the chalky and rocky surface of… the moon. In the distance is what appears to be some form of bubble colony, like the kind you’d see in an old scifi movie. That’s… a new one.
Meanwhile at the very end of the hallway is an overhead view of Gensokyo itself, or at least, a form of it. It’s the one you are familiar with, though everything is mirrored. Every path heads in the opposite direction and all the landmarks are switched. Resting on a cloud overlooking it all is a woman, though as the figure on the volcano she is blurry and indistinct. The only thing you can make out is what appears to be long blonde hair.
Hmm...
You walk back to the door overlooking the apparent colony on the moon, stopping before it as you gaze outwards.
It’s a bubble colony like you’d see in an old sci-fi movie. There’s a shimmering shield over it, and another one in the distance that seemingly wraps around the area for mile all around. It’s barely visible to the naked eye but it is there. It must be keeping some form of atmosphere, as when you look closer you can see actual plantlife within the colony itself.
Trees and grass stick out here and there between buildings that look decidedly more japanese rustic than sci-fi, though there is plenty of apparent metallic construction you can see as well.
The red figure pulls up besides you and looks over the landscape as well. The both of you gazing off into space.
“You know I saw it happen live, on television anyway.” You state, despite yourself there’s a certain awe in your tone as you look it over.
There are some things you’d just accepted you’d never see. Though admittedly you never much thought about it. Actually seeing the moon in person is something else, though you have no idea if the person whose dream this is actually has been to the moon. Somehow you doubt it.
You step through, your foot landing on the surface past the threshold. It sinks ever so slightly beneath your feet, it’s more sandy than you expected… slippers were probably a bad idea.
There’s a faint whistling, which after several moments you realise is air. There's some form of wind blowing through here. Which is good, as you just only now realised you should probably worthy about breathing.
You breath in experimentally, the air is stale and tastes slightly artificial like it is being run through a filter repeatedly, but is still air.
There’s a crunch besides you, and you glance to the side to see the red figure having hopped through the portal to land next to you, kicking up some dust in the process.
You quirk a brow.
“You’re coming too?”
The figure glances about for a moment, then the blurriness around it starts to fade away. Much like the figure in green from before, the light that makes it up starts to recede little by little, giving definition and shape to what was once just a humanoid figure.
It’s roughly Sanae’s height, and like the figure in green is also dressed as a shrine maiden, though this one’s outfit is more similar to Sanae’s than the other older one. It I'd also quite clear now the figure is feminine.
There aren’t any facial features, those are still black, but it has definition. Thin with a strong jawline, there’s not much in the way of hair. Sanae wears her’s long and braided, this one’s hair just barely reaches the shoulder.
“I doubt you come from the moon, just here for the fun of it?”
The figure stops its looking about to focus on you again.
… There. Just at the edges of your hearing is what sounds like a faint whispering. It’s indistinct and nearly inseparable with the wind. It’s definitely there, but sadly useless for conversation.
“Nod for yes.”
The figure tilts its head to the side, the hair waving with the action, then nods.
“...Fair enough, welcome to the moon.”
You still want to know what is up with these figures, but at the same time you don’t know who to ask. Maybe you could stay in your own dream and try to contact them at some point.
You take another step forward on the lunar surface, moving steadily forward towards the colony. The figure walks besides you, and you move together. There still aren’t any signs of life that you can see.
As you move up, the ridges and rougher parts transition to a smoother surface, before flattening out completely as you get within about one hundred yards of the colony itself.
There’s an… asphalt path, or something similar, that leads into the city itself. Though it only goes out from the city maybe a dozen to two yards at the very most.
It’s another few moments of walking before you transition from the smooth surface onto the hard roadway, and you finally get into the city itself.
The gate for a start is open, revealing a well made stone path flanked by buildings on either side.
What appeared to be rustic japanese is in appearance only, the buildings are all held up by metal and other material, the wood and tile is just a facade for appearances sake. There are signs and apparent businesses everywhere. Though they are all in a language you don’t recognize from… anywhere really.
It has some faint similarities to kanji, but beyond that it is completely, well.. Alien.
Once again there are no signs of life; not even a sound beyond the faint whistle of the artificial environment. Your sandals clack against the stone path, echoing sharply despite the openness.
The plant life is artificial too. It’s extremely well made, but from the trees to the grass it is all artificial. You move to the edge of the path to step on the grass experimentally, it’s spongy like the kind used at stadiums… interesting.
The red figure has moved into a shop and is looking around curiously.
The path appears to wind around, running a circle around the colony and winding up to the top, upon which sits a tall and regal looking structure. It appears to be some form of palace or especially ornate government facility.
… Well might as well start at the top.
“Hey, I’m heading up to the palace, you can come with if you want.”
You call out to the figure who glance back at you then nods her head, stepping back out of the shop.
You turn back to the palace and start to lift off the ground when there is a tug at your sleeve.
You look back in alarm to see the red figure holding on it, there isn’t an expression on her face obviously, but her foot is tapping against the ground.
“Can you fly?”
She shakes her head.
You lower yourself and offer a hand that the figure takes, it feels… odd. Cold and smooth like porcelain, but thrumming with some form of magical energy as its fingers wrap around your own.
Once it has a firm grip you start to gently lift off the ground again, and with a slight tug she comes up as well.
You fly over the buildings in a straight shot towards the palace. This whole colony is maybe a mile across in each direction. It’s built in tiers, the further up you go the more ostentatious the buildings get until they turn positively gaudy.
Gold gilding with gold trimming with golden inlays on… everything.
It’s all still built in the same faux-Japanese style, the obvious metal buildings aren’t present at all up here. Even the fake gardens are more ornate, with complicated mixes of flowers and shrubbery beyond just the standard grass.
The palace you note as you land in front of it, is actually almost rather subdued in comparison. Made up of fine red timbers, though from here you can’t tell if they are real or fake. Pillars of wood hold up a slanted roof done in a traditional style. Banners hang from the arches, though once again in a language you cannot recognize or understand.
The main doors are more gates than anything else, thick and heavy mounted on thick metal. They are also, curiously, wide open.
No guards or people, at this point you are just waiting for the boogeyman to jump from around the corner.
You, with the shrine maiden in red, step inside the palace and take it all in.
The room is immediately apparent as something different, a red and golden rug runs from the door all the way to the end of the room. Along the sides are more banners, all impressive and beautifully made.
And beyond that, it’s alien.
Far from the Japanese style outside, the interior is something that wouldn’t be out of place in some form of fantasy spaceship. The floor, at least the bits that don’t have rugs or other decoration is all riveted metal. Not that they aren’t decorated as well, the various plates are trimmed and finely made with symbols and markings, nothing like you would see in a factory.
Against the walls below the banners are cylindrical lights, they jut out from the wall and cast a cold blue glow over the floor. In between the metal plates in places is grating covering piping and what appears to be lower floors.
Yet it all pales in comparison to the very end of the room. There’s a double staircase leading up to a central platform. The split in between them being taken up by some sort of pit surrounded by a metal railing, thought what, precisely, it is, you can’t see from here.
The platform has some form of metal device hanging from the ceiling via long wires, from it is a slowly rotating projection of the moon onto a table. Behind it set beneath some gargantuan windows are a pair of thrones, wood in constructions with metal plugs running along the sides. Both are, at present, as empty as the city they overlook. Through the windows above you can see through the thick glass the expanse of space.
“Well this is… unexpected.” You murmur.
The red figure has stopped as well, head turning from object to object as she looks around apparently dumbfounded.
… Yet still no sign of the dreamer.
You move forwards towards the thrones, your shoes clacking on the metal flooring even through the rug. The figure stays behind, apparently transfixed by what is going on around her.
You keep moving until you come to the ‘pit’ and the railing around it. Glancing down reveals lower floors… many lower floors. Metal platforms go down as far as you can see, and then further, as the lighting dims in the lower floors.
There’s a loud hiss and the sound of moving metal to your right.
There’s a metal sliding door to your direct right across the room, another banner above in, red and blue with once again gold trimmings. In its center is a Caduceus on top of an open book.
… Well, you suppose that’s either a sign of the boogeyman or an invitation to talk.
You push away from the railing and walk towards the door, your footsteps louder now that you’ve moved off the rug.
You step carefully up to the threshold that reveals a small hallway entirely made out of metal. There’s a small desk off to the side and another door, this one closed, on the far end.
You keep moving forward, and as you approach the door, it opens, revealing the interior.
…
Glass and space.
The first thing that hits you is light, myriad colors of every possible combination bombarding your senses, nearly overwhelming them.
The floor is glass, or at least, appears to be so. Thin lines of blue light run in between each piece of it, provided the only illumination in the room. Through them, and past them is a nebula. Clouds of gas and… you don’t rightly know what, making up a beautiful light show. It makes all the stars around it pale, and through the glass it appears to be so close you can touch it.
Standing at the far end of the room, which compared to the others is rather short. Maybe a palsy ten to twenty yards or so is.
Eirin.
She tilts her head at your entrance, her back turned to you. Then once the door closes again she turns around.
She’s out of her usual outfit. Her nurses getup replaced by something far more military.
A blue and red coat split down the middle held together by golden buttons. It’s held tight by a belt, upon which rests several vials and satchels. Around her shoulders is a long brown coat with blue interior that goes down to her ankles.
Her hair is the same, and the cap is in a similar style, if a bit more ornate with golden trimming. Her head tilts again, this time in apparent curiosity as she looks you over.
“However did you wind up here?”
You shrug your shoulders.
“I’m not entirely sure where here is exactly… and are you aware you are…”
“This is one of the lunar cities.” She replies. “And yes I am aware I am dreaming, now answer.”
“I’m not sure myself, ever since I came to Gensokyo I’ve been diving headfirst into other people’s dreams, mostly against my will.”
She hums thoughtfully.
“I know a bit of dream magic, and I have drugs that can manipulate or guarantee dreams, though nothing unfortunately that would allow travel. I will need to do more research, fascinating.”
You shrug again.
“You’re welcome to it, a whole lot of people are curious about it.”
She steps a bit closer, a curious twinkle in her eye.
“Would it be alright if I performed a vivisection while you were dreaming? It would of course not be fatal, I may even be able to fix some problems you didn’t know you had. It would greatly help me if I could inspect your brain.”
…
“No… no I’m afraid that wouldn’t be alright. I would prefer normal research.”
She stops a few feet in front of you, looking you over.
She then shrugs her shoulders.
“So be it. Tell me, I haven’t heard from the Moriya since the incident, was the drug a success?”
“I’m not sure, I never had cause to use it, and I don’t know if the Tengu did. The mallet was in the castle and its magic was only used once to no avail. Do you want it back?”
She shakes her head.
“I do not, it is specialised and would kill the average mortal that doesn’t need such a strong dose. That and you have paid for it. If you do use it, please let me know when and on whom you tested it on. I was only able to test it on rabbits.”
You nod.
“I’ll keep it in mind.”
It may actually be helpful the next time you are dragged into close combat… it’s small enough to hide and from what they said should knock damn near anything unconscious.
Your musings are interrupted by a deep rumbling that shakes the complex, the glass creaking.
You don’t get the chance to ask before the rumbling is replaced by the sound of… artillery and the crack of rifle fire.
Eirin looks back towards the glass overlooking the nebula.
“You should probably leave.” She says succinctly.
Before you can respond she whirls a hand around and slaps you across the face.
- - -
You recoil against the couch. Then groan as you realise what she did was to wake you.
You reach over to pick up your phone from the table to look at the electronic clock. It’s two in the morning, lovely.
You lean back into the couch again, trying to get comfortable. That was an… odd one. Lunar colony? You knew Kaguya was from the moon, at least in legend, though that’s new from Eirin. That and that looked nothing like the tales you remember as a child.
You reach up to grab the covers again when your hand lands on something laying on your chest… well now.
You hold up the spellcard.
It’s the silhouette of a spacecraft, looks like one NASA put together. Sticking into it is some form of arrow.
Around the bottom in golden text reads.
‘Curse of the Heavens - Apollo 13’
… You don’t get it.
You stick the card in your pocket then turn over on the couch, it takes some time but you do eventually manage to fall asleep again.
- - -
You drag yourself off of the couch come morning, moving through the halls and into your house. You grab a spare change of clothes and take a quick shower. No point in looking incredibly pretty this morning you’d imagine. A certain snake will be beating it out of you.
Once you’re satisfied you head back out and into the dining room.
Kanako and Suwako are there, apparently having gotten moving… or having moved in, in Suwako’s case.
Sanae you’d imagine is either still asleep or is working in the kitchen.
Suwako tosses you a lazy wave as you enter, while Kanako does her customary nod… which you kinda missed to be honest.
Seriously, between the odd friendliness and Sanae’s drooling you’ll take the courtesy nod.
You sit down at the table, looking over at Kanako.
“I figured you would be gone already.”
She shakes her head in the negative.
“I won’t have the humans travel before strong morning light, the path is dangerous. Nothing could of course threaten them with me around, but it would hardly be practical for their morale.”
“Fair enough.”
The two goddesses turn their attention back to the television… you wonder how much of that they got from Sanae, then again taking care of that shrine was probably rather boring all things considered. Back when she was a small child anyway.
Sanae enters a few minutes later, carrying some plates of eggs, and a generous serving of bacon/protein for yourself in particular.
You start to dig into breakfast when your mind travels back to the last eventful... Week.
Chapter 68: Debriefing
Chapter Text
You take another bite of food before setting down the utensil again, chewing slowly as you think on what you have to talk about. It’s quite a bit, but then again a lot has happened since you’ve had the opportunity… and things keep exploding to distract you.
You tap the utensil against the side of your plate, drawing curious heads.
“I’m calling an official shinshi meeting.”
Sanae grins. “Should I leave? I’m not a shinshi.”
“No, I order you to stay, I outrank you.” You glance over to Suwako, “I outrank her, right?”
She grins as well, her eyes narrowing.
“Ah’m afraid the hierarchy goes, Gods, then Daughter, and then everyone else.”
“Oh? Did she make a bloodpact? Risk of eternal damnation as the price for failure?”
“Hardly,” Kanako snorts, “you shall not escape your duties until the day you die. Failure however can be remediated.”
“Well that makes me feel better,” you reply wrly, turning back to Sanae, “but no, got some things to talk about.”
“... Why do I get the feeling I won't like this conversation.” Sanae mumbles, her eyes narrowing much like her mother’s as she stares at you in an accusatory fashion.
You shrug your shoulders and lean back in posture a little looking up towards the ceiling, figuring out where to start.
Probably the Yuuka dream, you haven’t told that one to anybody yet.
“I’ve been in several dreams since I last talked about them, the earliest one recently was Kazami Yuuka. A rather polite woman all things considered, though I can say I wasn’t much one for the scenery.”
You hear a groan from across the table, you don’t have to guess its source.
“Are ya alright?” Suwako asks.
“Yeah? Should I not be? It was one of the nicer dreams, lake of blood aside.”
Kanako sucks in a breath.
“Kazami is… notoriously difficult at times. She is a powerful Youkai, and one most dangerous to anger.”
“Well she was pleasant with me at least,” you shrug, “she invited me to visit her in person and I plan to take her up on it. She didn’t even try to kill me, though such a thing is rare since the mallets effects were removed. Thank you again, Suwako.”
You lower your head back down to see the goddess nodding, though there’s a concerned expression on her face.
“Was this of ‘er past or what?”
You shake your head.
“No idea honestly, I think it was just one of her houses though… that’s right!”
You hit your hand into your palm.
“She said she ‘invited’ me into her dream, though I don’t know how that works myself.”
“Invited? She dragged you in there against your will?” Kanako asks.
You shrug your shoulders.
“No idea, just something she mentioned offhand. She was mostly curious about the outside world and wanted to see how I was entering dreams… still no idea how if you are curious, I tried but nothing has come of it so far.”
You then throw an apologetic look towards Sanae as you make your next statement.
“She gave me a warning as well, not a threat, just a ‘pay heed’ if you will.”
Sanae groans again.
“What did you do?”
“Nothing!” you put on your best affronted look, “It was one of those neat ‘good’ warnings, like someone sticking their neck out for you, she didn’t want to murder me. Probably.”
“What was it?” Suwako asks, getting to the point.
You shoot her an apologetic look as well and cough into your hand, applying magic so your voice takes on the same pitch and timber as the flower master.
“Prithee careful not to be taken by idle distraction, and know the greatest threat may not be beast at all.”
Sanae twitches at the sound of her voice, though whether that is apparent fear of Yuuka or at the surprise of your magics you can’t discern.
Suwako quirks a brow.
“Greatest threat may not be beast at all? The hecks she gettin’ at? ‘Nako?”
The larger goddess shakes her head in the negative.
“I do not speak riddles, the only things that have brought us grief recently have been a beast and a demon.”
“Beasts actually.” You interrupt, “I got jumped by a little fox in the Human Village, Sanae tell you?”
“Noooo… she didn’t.” Suwako drawls, turning to look at her daughter. “Ya said he got hit by debris, not attacked.”
Eh?
Sanae looks away nervously.
“I said he was hurt, I didn’t get a chance to tell the full story… we didn’t have downtime for quite a while afterwards. You went unconscious at the shrine.”
“Did you not see it happen?” Kanako inquires.
“I did, yes.” Sanae admits.
Kanako prods further. “Then why not tell Suwako what happened? Such a thing would have been of vital importance during the att-”
Sanae interrupts.
“Can we please not do this right now? We can go over this privately.”
Kanako blinks rapidly, looking damn near like she had been slapped.
You raise a hand.
“There’s more if you want to move on.”
Suwako stares at Sanae, eyes squinting. You have a feeling this is one of those mental conversations they are so found of.
To your surprise the goddess after a few moments sighs and smiles, then turns back to you.
“Ya go ahead.”
… You may need to talk to Sanae later.
“Right well, no I was bitten by a fox I ‘rescued’ from some debris. I don’t know if she was actually trapped or not. What IS concerning is she took the form of a human I did some work for prior, what I thought was a family of farmers may have been foxes in disguise. Or worse, someone has been watching me. Though we already knew Ran was.”
“Do you believe they could be connected? Ran and these foxes?” Kanako asks.
You frown, thinking on the question.
“Possible I suppose but Ran works directly for Yukari, and Yukari seems to be in my corner.”
“Who were they?” Suwako asks.
“Two humans.” You reply, “Kaede and Sata, would you happen to know them?”
To your surprise she nods.
“Ah’ve seen them around actually, about as long back as we bin’ here. Never noticed anything off about ‘em. Old one and ‘er daughter?”
You nod. “That would be them yes. I’m not sure if Yuuka’s warning had something to do with that though. I fear I am going to turn into some form of werefox now though.”
Despite herself Sanae giggles, the tension leaving her just as quickly as it enters.
“Wouldn’t that also make you part wolf at this point?”
You cup your chin, thinking on it.
“You’re correct, I may be now one part fox, one part tiny biting fox, and part crazy wolf. Either way, I don’t know if she can see the future… but if someone takes the effort to pull me into one of their dreams I will heed their warning.”
“Probably wise.” Suwako murmurs before taking another bite of breakfast. “Anything else?”
“Quite a bit unfortunately,” you sigh, “I actually have a request of my goddesses.”
“Oho? Finally ready to ask for my wisdom and tools of the trade?” Suwako asks with a grin.
“Hardly, with all the combat in his life recently he most likely wants my blessing.” Kanako counter, “Today’s training can be a good help, but of course we can make it a continual practice.”
“I was act-” You begin.
“He’s hardly an expert at combat ‘nako. I’m best suited to his style of subterfuge.” Suwako talks over you.
“And THAT is why he would be best to start training with me, as he was going to ask.” Kanako growls.
Sanae, you note, has gone back to eating, wanting apparently no part of this.
You speak up again before they get a chance to enter a full blown argument.
“I was hoping to have some form of enchantment done.”
Both goddesses turn from staring at each other to stare at you, saying nothing.
“The fox who took a chunk out of me was shapeshifted, not using illusions. I was hoping you would be able to create something… or had something already that could detect shapeshifters, it’s not my specialty.”
Suwako quirks a brow and looks towards Kanako, a silent conversation going on between them for several moments.
“Ah can put together the enchantment…” Suwako drawls, hand rubbing at her chin.
"And I can make the accessory.” Kanako muses.
Suwako turns to look at you, a dangerous gleam in her eye.
“Ah’d need to see how foxes do it, ah know ya can shapeshift so ah’ll need to see a few examples to get down the magical signature, but yeah. It’s doable.” She explains.
“And I can put together a divine object to hold such an enchantment.” Kanako adds on.
You hold up your arm, the shaking the bangle attached to your wrist.
“Can’t we just enchant this?”
Kanako shakes her head.
“We certainly could but if someone were to take your weapon you would lose the other one as well, and the more enchantments are stacked onto a single object the less potent they are.”
“Diminishing returns?” You ask, “really? Though I know little of enchantments I’m surprised that to be the case… with divine implements at least.”
“Oh, we could stack it sure,” Suwako pops a bit of bacon in her mouth, chewing idly as she explains, “problem is the object can only contain so much magical potential. There’s only so much something can take ‘fore the magic is too much. It’s less putting on one weakens the other, it’s that the more ya put on the weaker they need ta be ta function.”
“What do you have in mind then?” You ask Kanako.
“A ring or necklace would be ideal, most people wouldn’t think twice about them.”
You wiggle the fingers on your right hand, your father's ring glinting in the light a little.
“Preferably the necklace, this ring is coming off for nobody and as much as I appreciate you we are not QUITE at the level of you putting a ring on my left hand.”
The goddess snorts.
“Then I shall make you a necklace… though I do not believe you’ve ever spoken about the ring.”
You rub the finger idly, no your suppose you haven’t.
“Gift from my father, never came up because it’s just a piece of jewelry I suppose.”
“‘Sides that one time heading to Eientei I don’t think you’ve ever mentioned ‘em.” Suwako remarks.
You shrug.
“As I said back then, me and my family aren’t that close anymore, I got this ring when I was much younger.”
“That’s sad…”
You glance up to see Sanae is back among you, utensils set to the side as she looks at you with a sad expression.
You shrug again.
“Things happen over five hundred years I’m afraid. I’ll meet them again eventually.”
She still looks at you sadly.
“Any ETA on that?” You ask Suwako, changing the subject.
“If ya want I can take a look at yer shapeshiftin’ this afternoon when I get back and yer done with beanpole. After that it’d just be some checkin’ on my part.”
“That works yes, assuming nobody needed me outside the shrine for any reason. I figured I would be helping about once Kanako was finished with me.”
“I will make you sure you can still stand afterwards, though today’s training shall be brutal as we do not have much in the way of time.” Kanako responds.
… Well that’s promising.
You poke at your plate a bit, taking a minute to eat before continuing again with the next topic. You suppose a lot can happen when two of your roomates… bosses… are comatose.
“Did Sanae tell you about the battle with Seija?”
Both goddesses nod.
"And Yukari’s intervention?”
“Ya, she told us ‘bout that bit too, quick thinkin’ on yer part. Any word from Yukari since it happened?” Suwako asks.
You shake your head.
“Nothing, she hasn’t reached out to me, though frankly I’m not that eager to learn her methods. Though as we turn from dead end to dead end over the artifacts I’m rather hoping to hear from her soon.”
“I’m just happy we got out of that one okay,” Sanae admits, “we were both rather tired already when she jumped us.”
You were one step away from pulling out your last word as well… which could have potentially ruined everything. Luckily you remembered Yukari.
“I have never heard of her being so active, clearly she either had a severe grievance against the demon, or a rather large fondness towards you.” Kanako remarks.
You smile.
“While I am devilishly attractive, she had quite a vendetta against the little shit. She’s made that clear ever since that first dream. She took more than a little pleasure playing with her before she trapped her.”
Sanae shivers a little at the memory.
“Yukari unnerves me.”
“What happened after the fight?” Suwako asks. “Sanae never told me.”
“You mean what did Yukari do? Or do you mean what we did after we dispatched the demon?” You ask for clarification.
“Both.”
You pop another morsel of breakfast into your mouth, the plate rapidly emptying. This conversation will be going on well past that, though they do have a bit of time to kill before sunrise you suppose.
“Well after Yukari captured Seija she oh so very kindly teleported us into the Tengu Village fountain, whereupon we collapsed at an inn.”
“Hatate’s inn.” Sanae adds with a touch of annoyance.
“Yeah… she managed to wrangle me for an interview while were there. She didn’t find out anything, nor did I really tell her anything, but she was surprisingly sharp… which could be either dangerous or useful, not sure yet.”
“Ah wasn’t aware Hatate had an inn,” Suwako remarks, “though I don’t think I’ve ever had a long conversation with the crow.”
“It’s her mother's.” You explain, “I had another dream while we were there though.”
“Whose dream did you enter this time?” Kanako asks.
You shrug your shoulders.
“I… honestly have no idea. It was one of the odder dreams so far. I thought it was one of you three but it turned out not to be the case.”
You point at the table, a familiar building rising up out of it. The dilapidated Osaka shrine, moonlight pouring down on it from above. You’d fix it up a bit for Sanae’s sake but you can’t feel like its state was important.
All three noticeable grimace however.
You wave it away to show the scene in the bedroom as best you remember, Sanae looking on curiously while Kanako and Suwako’s eyes widen.
“Ah can’t remember the last time I saw ya readin’.” Suwako remarks, there’s a smile on her face as she takes in the scene. Looking down at the little Sanae in the crib.
“I was studying local laws I believe… seeing what we needed to do to have her in school.” Kanako murmurs.
Sanae has a noticeable blush on her face as she looks over the scene, and after a moment you wave it away.
“It as I said wasn’t any of your dreams though, oddly enough.”
You summon up a new scene to show the green figure, standing at the back steps and looking up at the sky as you saw her.
“The heck is that thing?” Suwako asks.
“At this point I’m thinking a ghost.” You ponder, “I’ve been seeing figures like this almost as long as I’ve been entering dreams. They’ve never spoken to me, but they are definitely sentient.”
You wave your hand again to show the orange figure and red figure. “There were others of alternate colors… but I’ve never seen them again.”
Sanae reaches out to poke at the orange figure.
“This one has less definition than the others?”
You nod.
“The more I interact with them the more they became… real for lack of a better term. More expressive, more defined.”
You wave the other two away to show the green figure dancing in the arena.
“I followed her, as she was exploring on her own, the first time I had seen a figure do such a thing.”
The scene changes again and again, from the reliquary to the old housing down the hill.
“I eventually caught up and entered what appeared to be the figures dream.”
“But that doesn’t make any sense… if it wasn’t the goddesses dream, how could someone have knowledge of it? The scene in the bedroom that is. You certainly wouldn’t, and we were alone at the shrine right?” Sanae asks.
Kanako hums thoughtfully.
“We had few in the way of visitors, and certainly no tenants while we were taking care of Sanae.” She explains.
“Which is why this next part is interesting.”
You replace the scene again, the table now taken up by the functional Suwa Shrine in it’s glory days. Dozens of people milling about along with shrine maidens as you remember seeing them.
You hear a clacking of utensils and glance over to see Suwako dropped hers, mouth agape.
Kanako’s not much better, eyes wide as she takes the scene in. Sanae for her part has her head cocked to the side as she looks at the illusion in front of her, trying to process what she is seeing.
“Ya…” Suwako starts, then pauses trying to find the words. “Ya ended up at the grand shrine?” She asks.
“Yes, in full swing. Though I never caught sight of the figure again… at least not in her green glowing form.”
“What do you mean?” Kanako asks.
You change the scene one final time, now showing the front of the main building, standing in front of which is ‘Kochiya’. A smile on her face as she hugs a particularly handsome fox to her chest, long hair waving wildly behind her.
“I ran into a miss ‘Kochiya’. Who matched the figure at least physically, and she was active enough to hug the stuffing out of me.”
“Kochiya? Is… is that?” Sanae starts.
Suwako shakes her head, but is smiling.
“No, but you are named after her. One of the best shrine maidens we ever had.”
Sanae looks down at the figure curiously, eyes transfixed as if to memorize her features.
“Aina Kochiya, how long has it been since I thought about her.” Kanako mutters.
“I never spoke to her, I was hiding as a fox, I tried to explore the grounds a bit but I was kicked out of the dream rather abruptly”
“How so?” Suwako asks.
“No idea,” you shrug, “I was looking over the city of Suwa itself for a few moments, then began to turn back to explore the shrine some more. When I did so everything went black. Next thing I knew I was awake again in Hatate’s inn.”
“You didn’t see any attacker?” Kanako inquires.
“None.” You admit, “one moment I was looking over the city, next thing I know it’s morning. I was hoping you would have some insight into that or the figure.”
Suwako looks up at Kanako as the inter-goddess-conference-call gets started. You take the time to finish off your plate as they ‘discuss’. Sanae for her part is idly eating as well, while staring at the still image of Aina.
The meeting breaks and they both turn to you, Kanako being the one to speak up.
“We don’t have any knowledge of any figures, we would ask you continue trying to interact with them if they keep appearing in dreams. The possibility that it may be related to Aina is intriguing however.”
Suwako continues where Kanako leaves off.
“As for the sudden wakin’, did ya do anything ya think we would’ve disapproved of? It could be one of us tried ta kick ya out when ya moved back.”
You ponder the question.
“I did try to enter the shrine, though apparently the dreamer had never been very far in it, it was mostly blank white spaces with little detail. And if it wasn’t your dream, why would you punish me? Unless the dreamer had it out for me specifically.”
“Hmm… no, then it wouldn’t make sense, unless the dreamer woke up.” Suwako admits. “What happened afte’wards?”
“Well… after that we got Tenma’s help in fixing up the human village, it’s nearly done already. Should have a decent boost of faith from it, and we’ve leveraged that into getting the humans to help repair our shrine.”
“Tenma helped directly?” Kanako asks.
Sanae nods and replies.
“We approached Tenma and asked for assistance, she gave it rather eagerly and stated we didn’t owe her anything… though she said she wanted to see you Lady Suwako?”
Suwako looks at her curiously. "An odd request, but ah can swing by."
“That’s some progress on the faith department.” You state, “Then after that I ran into Aya. Who I happily avoided giving an interview, she DID give me a possible lead though. A Mr. Rinnosuke, apparently a dealer in artifacts, you know him?”
Kanako and Suwako nod. Kanako speaking up first.
“I have dealt with him yes, he assisted in gathering some more modern goods for us. He is scatterbrained and a bit of a fool, but he is skilled at his craft. I take it this is about the artifacts Seija wielded?”
“Yeah it is.” You reply.
“Then yes, he would be a good source to seek out.” She states.
“I’ll make a note of it… and sadly we still aren’t finished. The day after THAT we ran into Hidemi who we already talked about, I assume Kanako’s been informed already?”
“I have yes, it is good to have a source in the Tengu Village again.”
… Right, you’ll need to have that conversation right. Best save it for the end however.
“When I met her my brand started glowing, and I felt what I believed to be faith flow into me. Is there anything I should be aware of in that regard?”
“Ya drew faith directly?” Suwako asks.
You shrug your shoulders.
“Whatever it was, it wasn’t magic, and she looked at me like I was the most glorious thing in her life for a moment.”
Kanako nods.
“Then yes it was most likely faith, you are a direct part of the shrine now, anything you draw is pulled towards us, so any you draw would be of great help. A portion should help boost your magical reserves as well.”
“I’ll keep that in mind going forward. After that we went to the Netherworld to ask Yuyuko about the lantern Seija had and about the card I had acquired weeks back.”
You change the scene on the table to Hakugyoukorou.
“The lantern she recognized, so progress there at least. Apparently it was something exorcists used to interact with the dead more easily, though she couldn’t tell us where Seija got hers.”
You sigh.
“At the very least we know it isn’t some world destroying artifact, just merely a relic that was once more common. While we were there as well I had her take my copy of her spell card for safekeeping. I… didn’t exactly feel safe having it after seeing what Yukari’s did. That and worst comes to worst I don’t want someone ELSE taking it.”
“Probably a smart decision.” Suwako agrees. “Do ya still have Yukari’s?”
You nod and pull it out of your pocket.
“I don’t like the idea of leaving it laying around.”
“Keep it safe and secure.” Kanako orders. “We do not want any chance of such a thing falling into enemy hands.”
You nod again.
“I’m just happy I got rid of ONE of the fox killers, though admittedly I don’t know what Yuyuko’s card even did.”
“She has control over death itself. I’d rather not find out.” Sanae remarks.
“What happened after that?” Kanako asks, apparently having surmised that there is still more to go.
“Well we visited Alice after that to find out if she knew anything about the doll. She couldn’t tell us much beyond the doll was apparently shoddy work, got a lead on a puppeteer in the human village though. Don’t have a name… or description… but I know they exist, which is a start.”
… That sounded better in your head.
“Anything else?” Suwako asks.
“Just a few more.” You reply.
Kanako’s still eating, while Sanae has finished. She’s listening to the conversation idly as she scrolls through something on her phone.
“Last night I entered yet another dream, Eirin’s specifically.”
You produce the card out of your pocket and set it on the table, the two goddesses looking at it curiously.
“Learn anything interestin’?” Suwako asks.
You shake your head.
“Not particularly,” not to say it wasn’t fun, “though I got to visit the moon… which was an interesting experience. She stated she would look more into the dream hopping… though she wanted to vivisect me to do it.”
There’s a loud choking sound and you look up to see Sanae coughing, hand slapping the table.
Suwako reaches up to pat her on the back.
“Is that normal?” You ask.
“Eirin is... “ Suwako starts.
“Difficult.” Kanako finishes.
Sanae recovers after a few more coughs, looking up at your warily.
“Please tell me you didn’t accept.” barely giving you any time to respond, she leans forward, almost all the way over the table, “You didn’t accept, right?!”
You shake your head.
“No I did not accept, though I stated she was welcome to keep investigating… I’m not going to be a guinea… fox.”
She audibly sighs in relief.
“Good… I wouldn’t put it past you.”
You quirk a brow but drop it, you’re just unlucky, you don’t actually seek out your doom… most of the time.
“Either way… we can gather from all this that whomever instigated this mess… it’s safe to say they supported Seija in causing chaos. She convinced Sukuna to sneak into Remilia’s mansion… and it worked. It may work again too, foxes are hard to find unless we want to be found. Should we warn Remilia? May even get another favor out of it.”
“It wouldn’t hurt, ah’ll go with ya, bout time you met our neighbors at the lake anyway. More formally.” Suwako offers.
“When would it be?” You ask.
“Tomorrow?” She offers.
You think on your schedule… which is blindingly empty at the moment.
“Yeah, that works.”
“Ah get to visit the vampire brat.” she chirps happily, “Tomorrow will be special! More than yesterday was anyway.”
Well, that settles that at least… which leaves one subject, one you’ve been putting off for quite some time.
“Can I speak to the two of you privately? Before you leave?”
Both Suwako and Kanako look at your curiously, then nod, pushing up from their seating positions.
You’d invite Sanae along but you have the sneaking suspicion she doesn’t know herself… and there may be a good reason for that. But you have to know to continue doing what you are doing.
You follow them out of the room, throwing an apologetic look to Sanae who just shrugs and turns back to her phone.
You follow them down the hall and into Kanako’s room. Which you note is now in much better condition, the hole in the wall is even gone, though she probably elected to just patch that one up herself.
You step inside after Kanako and Suwako.
“Can you seal the room from eavesdroppers? Not that I expect anything, but it never hurt to be sure… especially lately.” You ask.
Suwako gives you an amused look, but nods and claps her hands together. A pulse of magic surges from her hands and fills the room momentarily. When it passes, which it does rapidly. She nods, apparently satisfied.
“Nobody can hear what we are saying unless they are in the room already.” Suwako confirms.
“Which they are not.” Kanako says, crossing her arms. “Now what is it you wished to discuss?”
You sigh and lean back against the wall, this conversation can either go well, or extremely poorly. But you’ve been putting this off for too long.
You take a deep breath and take the plunge.
“The underground incident, and beyond. I know after the incident all the Moriya shrines broke down under mysterious circumstances, I have yet to get anything concrete and I have been asking around.”
You shake your head.
“That and the shrine maidens, we got Hidemi back, and that is well and good, but I have yet to find anything about the others. Are they dead? Did they ever exist at all? It was one of Sanae’s selling points when she recruited me back at the train station. It’s obvious this shrine doesn’t have any besides Sanae, but what of the other shrines?”
Both gods eyes are wide, but you continue.
“There was one relatively active in the Human Village, this I know, but she just up and disappeared the same time the shrine did. I’m still trying to improve relations and I need to know what I’m getting myself into, was this due to faith? Enemy action?”
You finish and look up at them.
"I trust you two, for what it’s worth. But I need to know what I’m getting myself into, especially now, and I assume Sanae doesn’t know.”
They both look at each other, and several tense moments pass, at the very least Akyuu can take you in if it comes to it.
Suwako lets out a deep sigh.
“Ya… it was bound ta happen eventually, ‘specially if you were trying to work out the underground.”
She looks towards Kanako again.
“Ya wanna explain it? Or should I?”
Kanako stares at you hard, then takes a step forward.
“Beyond Hidemi, we have yet to gain any shrine maidens.”
…
“Pardon?”
"Ah cloned myself to make people where needed, we were in the process of recruiting actual maidens to man the shrine when the underground incident happened.” Suwako explains.
“We only managed to get Hidemi before things went… poorly.” Kanako adds on.
Well… you aren’t quite sure what you think of that plan… either way.
“Alright, so that explains where the shrine maidens went, as I imagine you didn’t have them always active… and why Sanae doesn’t talk about them that much, you probably never brought them around. What happened to the shrines themselves?”
Suwako grimaces.
“The one underground was destroyed mid construction by a group of Oni, the Human Village was wrecked during the night. Ah felt it happen, but by the time I could get eyes on it the only thing left was the ruins. Whoever did it got in an’ out fast.”
“How soon was the Human Shrine wrecked after the Oni one?” You ask.
“One week.” Kanako explains.
“And you didn’t investigate this?”
“Of course we did,” Kanako bites out, eyes narrowed, “but we found nothing, and with how soon it happened after the incident we were forced to assume it was related after finding nothing. We pulled back to the shrine to regroup and gather faith again. We lost more than you think from the incident.”
“And you didn’t want Sanae to know.” you barely keep the charm out of your voice, “because?”
“She was already stressed enough from the incident; things were finally lookin’ up beforehand and we didn’t need her to worry even more.” Suwako looks you directly in the eyes, “Ya know the girls past, Ayumu, we didn’t need her to have a breakdown, best to pullback and rebuild.”
That’s...
“And instead it became a wreck,” you allow your annoyance to seep into your tone, “the underground has become mostly ambivalent from what I’ve seen, besides some outliers, anf the other shrines all but own the Human Village.”
You shake your head.
“The girl is an adult, she deserved to know if the shrine was in danger. You are her parents, not just her goddesses.”
Suwako frowns.
“That’s right, we are, which is why we didn’t tell her. The girl is already a worrier, she was the most happy I’ve ever seen her when we moved over. The shrines were a problem, but we were in no danger of fading, ah’d rather not have her panicking.”
You chuckle.
“Have you not seen her with me? Sanae takes these kinds of things personally, I’ve seen dreams of hers you’ve had no part in. The girl blames herself for the state of half of it. Not telling her arguably only made it worse.” You shake your head, “I know she had no part in the underground debacle, but you’d be wrong if you thought she didn’t blame herself for the state of the shrine and its followers. This has been a year at this po-”
Kanako only speaks one word, but it has weight.
“Stop.”
She’s staring you in the eyes, her gaze sharp, but not with malice. You stare back, meeting her gaze with your own.
Suwako walks over to pat you on the arm.
“She’s got ya wrapped up good doesn’t she?” Suwako asks.
Bwah?
“Ah’ve only seen ya angry a few times, most of ‘em involved Sanae.” Suwako says with the same smile, a gentle look in her eyes.
Kanako shakes her head.
“I understand your grievance, but know we did the best we could for Sanae. You’ve turned her spirits around, and we are grateful, but do not pretend we have not put in our effort for her as well.”
You stare at her, and eventually, when she doesn’t back down, you avert your gaze.
Yeah… you suppose she did, and you suppose she has.
“...Apologies.” You say quietly.
“It’s alright, couldn’t be mad at someone sticking up fer my daughter could I?” Suwako says with a chuckle.
“Indeed, it is a fine reason, and any stress you may have will be relieved in the training match.” there’s a dangerous glint in Kanako’s eyes as she says this.
…
Oh mercy.
Chapter 69: Plan of Attack
Chapter Text
You head back out of the room as the goddesses talk amongst themselves, that talk went well all things considered. You are a tad surprised they out and out told you exactly what was going on, but at the same time they basically own you.
Though perhaps it’s best not to look at it that way, you’ve certainly been putting in the effort to gain their trust. It’s a far cry from those early days. Still, while it answered some questions it raised a few others.
More and more to look over, today’s going to be training and working with Suwako, though you suppose you have the evening free. As for tomorrow, well you don’t know how long it will take at Remilia’s to be honest, but still shouldn’t take the full day.
You walk down the hallway and peek into the dining room. Sanae is still where she was before, though she’s swapped out her phone for the DS.
“You heading out soon?” You ask, stepping inside.
She looks up and smiles.
“Welcome back, and yes, as soon as Lady Kanako is ready, did your talk go well?”
You shrugs your shoulders, not willing to go into details.
“For the most part, just going over some Shinshi things. You excited to get to work?”
She smiles a bit wider.
“Of course! More active followers is always a good thing, here’s hoping most of them show up.”
You smile back.
“Here’s hoping… oh right.” You think back to a question you forgot to ask, though Sanae can just as well.
“Can I start learning the psychic talk you all do? Seems rather helpful.”
She scrunches up her mouth and ponders the question.
“Well… to be honest with me it just kind of started happening as I got older, I didn’t really train at it. Perhaps it would just come with time?”
Hopefully not, with how things have been lately any form of communication would be a massive advantage… perhaps you should get the goddesses a phone.
You can summon Suwako you suppose though she may not appreciate doing that repeatedly.
“Did you not receive anything from Kanako when she was attacked?” You ask.
Sanae shakes her head in the negative, looking rather perturbed.
“No actually… to my frustration. It takes concentration so she may not have an opportunity to do so since she was ambushed, though if that is the case we should make it a priority… things are rather crazy lately.”
“Yeah.” You say in agreement. “Though hopefully things will quiet down again, attacking the shrine at present would be suicidal.”
“Hopefully…” Sanae murmurs.
- - -
In short time both of the goddesses return, and both seem rather eager. Kanako collects Sanae and they both head down the mountain together and getting some last minute things checked. Suwako for her part relaxes on the couch next to you.
“Not doing a watch?” You ask.
The goddess shakes her head in the negative, though she doesn’t bother looking away from the television.
“Ah’ve got a few weak clones in the forest and on the roof keeping an eye out. If somethin’ needs my attention ah could be there.” She explains.
“Fair enough,” you murmur. “I’m still getting my full strength back, but I’ve recovered enough that I could easily help if it came to that.”
“How much ya think ya got in the tank?” She asks.
You flex your arm experimentally, summoning a small amount of fire by snapping your fingers. The blue flame burning steadily.
"At this point?”
You pump more magic into the fire experimentally, the blue turning a brighter white. No change in heat, just energy, one of the benefits of foxfire. Else making a fire of this intensity would set the couch on fire from convection alone.
“Probably… just at three tails. I’ve been getting a steady stream of faith recently, nor has anyone put a ton of effort into murdering me.”
“That’s good!” She chirps. “Should put up a good fight fer beanpole!”
You shrug and snuff the flame.
“I wasn’t planning on using my magic during the fight, it’s staff training after all.”
“Well… maybe not fire.” She responds, “but ya should probably keep it in mind for strength and speed at least. Small amount ta keep it interestin’.”
“Maybe, I’ll work out the groundrules with Kanako, would be interesting to have a purely physical match.”
She giggles.
“Oho~? You want a purely ‘physical’ match with beanpole do you?” She says lasciviously, eyebrows wagging.
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
“Well she does have appreciable… no let's not go there, I have a feeling she’d hear me. The woman has a habit of killing things from orbit, I’d rather not be on the radar.”
She giggles again. “Wise man, though the look on Sanae’s face wouldst be amusing!”
“Probably, though lets avoid giving her much more in the way of trauma.”
- - -
Suwako announces their arrival a half hour or so later, hopping up from her seat to step outside, leaving you to follow in the meantime.
You head down the hallway and out the front of the building, doing a glance over your clothes before you step outside. A quick illusion to change into your suit and you are as presentable as you are going to be.
Definitely scheduling a trip to the underground, have a few leads there on top of needing your damn suit back.
You step outside into the cool morning air to see Sanae and Kanako just beyond the torii gate, in front of them is a decent group of humans, probably two dozen of so. They are all loaded down with tools and equipment.
A few are looking around the shrine curiously, while others are staring at Kanako, listening with rapt attention as she goes through an apparently prepracticed speech.
Suwako stands besides you as you look the scene over.
“A good thing to see isn’t it?” You ask.
She nods.
“That is definitely is.”
You keep a wary eye on Suwako, just in case she gets any ideas about kicking. To your relief however no such thing happens.
The speech goes on for a good minute before she finishes, the humans as one bow deeply, then follow Sanae further into the compound.
The sun is slowly getting higher in the sky, light glinting off of the metal of the tram. It having been left at the peak.
Sanae points out buildings and starts delegating work, while Kanako moves up to you.
“Are you prepared?” She asks, looking down at the bangle on your wrist.
You nod and step down from the porch, moving across the grounds towards the arena.
Wordlessly she follows, you both stopping at the edge.
“Groundrules?” You ask.
She crosses her arms, eyes scanning across the arena, then on you.
“I’ve setup a barrier along the edges of the arena.” She gestures towards it.
It’s roughly twenty feet in each direction, ringed by stones with etchings on them.
“Once we are in, the barrier will prevent people and objects from exiting, less chance of us disturbing the humans.”
You look at her warily.
“And once I’m in there I suppose I’m stuck there until you declare the match over?”
She grins.
“That would be the case yes, though this is a training match, no magic, no spellcards. Just skill and physical prowess.”
You switch your bangle into the staff, the weight feeling familiar in your hands already.
“Well no point in waiting then.”
You step through the rock barrier and into the arena.
At once the sounds outside slightly muffle, and you feel a thin wall of magic that you phase through. It disorients you momentarily, but you recover quickly.
You continue moving until you reach one edge of the arena, turning around to see Kanako having done the same on the other side.
In her hands is a staff of her own, she holds it in one hand off to the side, a neutral expression on her face as she looks you over.
“In the interest of fairness.” She begins.
You glance around the yard, a few humans are looking on curiously.
“You may begin the match.”
You turn your gaze back to see her standing there stoically. The words… invitation hanging in the air like a weight as she waits for you to make the first move.
Well.
Best not disappoint.
Chapter 70: Immortal Kombat
Chapter Text
Well, you suppose you should be putting on a show after all. You could balance it a bit more in your favor… though you doubt Kanako would appreciate that style of fighting during a training match. That and it doesn’t look particularly impressive to those watching.
With that in mind you shift the staff experimentally in your hands, switching it from a one handed grip to a two handed one held horizontal to your chest. You are certainly strong enough to use it one handed, but tradition uses both, and against Kanako’s strength you need every advantage you can get.
The goddess stands there, the only motion is slow breathing, drawing in deeply through the nose and exhaling through the mouth, the air turning to vapor in the cold winter air as she holds the staff to her side. You wonder if she actually expected you to take on her offer of striking first. The staff is traditionally a defensive weapon, and it definitely suits your style. Though you have precious little experience with it.
Either way, let's put on the show.
You shift your balance, moving your right foot forward while leaving the left where it is. You raise the heel of the left foot, balance held on your toes like an animal about to pounce… fitting.
You crouch ever so slightly, then release the tension in a burst, pressing all of your strength against the back leg as you launch forward like a gunshot. You are across the arena in the time it takes to draw breath, your staff moving as you do.
You swing the staff in a sharp arc, going from the top right down to the earth with her in the center.
There’s a loud crack as she spins on the spot, her own staff moving from it’s static position to block yours. She effortlessly holds the block for the blink of an eye, then, with barely a hint of preparation, her leg lashes at your chest.
You leap backwards, barely dodging the lightning-paced strike. Your own weapon is nearly pulled out of your hands as she twists her staff, attempting to coax it from your fingers. Her kick hits nothing but air. She holds it in midair for a moment before flowing back to her previous stance, the staff held at her side again.
There’s a twinkle in her eye as she watches you. Is she amused at winning the first strike? Or perhaps she is excited you charged her?
No matter. You recover and shift back to a ready position, your staff in your hands, tip facing down towards the ground as you hold it at a bent angle, the top half resting just above your shoulder.
… You still have no idea what you’re doing but you are sure it looks impressive.
This time she decides it’s her turn, her staff runs low across the ground, and she’s in your space faster than you can blink. It flicks in a sharp uppercut that you lean out of the way of. As you prepare to counter, her elbow rockets forward to collide with your now exposed gut. Your breath explodes out of you, the single blow feeling like it has the weight of a sledgehammer, and you stumble backwards. She follows up before you can recover, and it feels like the whole world flips upside-down as she takes your legs out from under you.
For a few seconds, all you can do is struggle to breath, and when you regain focus you find yourself staring at a staff held an inch away from your nose. Above it is a goddess with a cocky grin, and a bright backdrop. A silhouette surrounded by the sun’s rays, she cuts a truly divine… and possibly malevolent image.
“Kanako,” you wheeze, “into thy hands I commit my spirit.”
She snorts and pulls the staff away, offering a hand that you grab. With a sharp tug you find yourself yanked back onto your feet.
She has the staff resting on her shoulder and she looks you up and down. A grin on her face.
“Suwako was right, you do have good instincts.” She remarks, “With more training you would be quite dangerous with a staff, now come, that was only the first round.”
You set up your guard again as she walks to the opposite end of the arena.
“I don’t suppose if I begged my kind and benevolent goddess for mercy…” You trail off.
“This is training Ayumu, I would just make it hurt more in response, now attack.”
The staff is held now in front of her, bottom tip stuck into the dirt as she holds it vertical with one hand, the other hand is held at her side.
You look at the posture with a critical eye, she’s in the perfect position to block to either side, while she has the height advantage on a vertical. That leaves a straight thrust… which is an obvious trap, but without your magic and dirty fighting you don’t have much in the way of options.
You spring forward, you keep the staff held low at your side. Same as last time she doesn’t move as you close, eyes focused as she watches you. As you reach striking distance you raise and stab to the left of her staff, aiming for the stomach.
She shifts to the side faster than you can react, making your staff pass between her staff and her chest. Then in one quick motion she pulls her own staff back, trapping your staff to her chest.
She kicks off against the dirt, using your staff to hold you in place as she slams into you, kicking you off of your feet, and ripping your staff from your grip.
You lay on the ground groaning, looking up at the smirking war goddess.
“Did I win?”
The smirk grows.
“No Ayumu, we are just getting started.”
You roll to the side as the staff comes slamming down onto the dirt, you stop on your belly, limbs shooting out as you sprint away at all fours to the opposite end of the arena.
"If you kill me your daughter will be very upset." You warn.
The goddess grins.
- - -
Crack
Your weapon is parried by hers.
Crack, Crack
Again and again, no matter you swing she matches.
High, low, left right, every time she does so she takes a half step forward getting closer.
Crack-crack-crack
The blows get faster and faster, trading power for speed, and remaining equally ineffective as the goddess deflects each blow in fast, fluid motions.
CRACK!
Finally, you both stop moving as she blocks a high blow head one. You struggle to push her back with all of strength, though it appears to be doing very little.
She looks you up and down, there is the lightest sheen of sweat on her forehead… or morning dew. One of two really. She grins again, a wicked thing.
With a loud SNAP her staff seemingly breaks in half, your blow sailing down. She spins to the side easily doding the blow and closes the last step between you before you can draw your staff back to yourself.
Her staff has split into two equal parts, now more like tanbo than a regular staff.
One she grips backwards in her right hand, hooking it under your staff and wrenching it upwards. It doesn’t pull the weapon out of your grip, but it does have the side effect of making you stumble forward.
Right into the second, which rises to strike you upside the jaw.
The world darkens briefly as your chine lights up in pain. You barely keep from blacking out as your staff slips from your hands.
There’s a sharp tug as what you assume is the right tanto pulls you from behind the knee, sending you off balance to land on your back again.
You look up with a groan as both tanto find their place making an X across your neck.
“Yield.” Kanako demands harshly, though there’s a smile on her face all the same. Despite the aches covering your body, you can’t help but smile back.
“The old fox dies, it never surrenders.”
The tanto lift and she yanks you to your feet, moving over to grab your staff after she does so.
“How goes the training?”
You both look over to see Sanae standing at the edge of the arena, hand on her hips as she looks over the both of you. To your surprise she seems rather energetic and clean. There’s a tool belt around her waist but other then that there aren’t any of her normal signs of labor.
Behind her the human workers are moving about the grounds, some are moving to refill holes of dirt while others are replacing the burnt wood of one of the side structures.
Another group is sizing up some section to repair the fence, all in all they are working rather hard, a glance up shows the sun is much higher in the sky… oh gods, how long have you been doing this?
“Rather well, we shall be training more in the future. I shall not have my servant unable to use the weapon he chose.” Kanako states.
You stretch your sore arms above your head before dispersing the illusion of your suit. A good morning workout if you’ve ever had one.
“What do you think Ayumu?” Sanae asks.
You don’t respond.a smile on your face as you look past her towards the workers again.
“Ayumu?”
She steps across the edge of the arena to look you over.
“You okay in there?”
You blink and look at her, a smile coming across your face.
“Oh good morning little one, are you here to work on the shrine?”
She blinks.
“Ayumu?”
You nod.
“I used to be,” you nod, a vacant smile on your face, “though I don’t exactly remember anymore. Too many knocks on the head, you see.”
She reaches up to tap you on the head, humming to herself as she looks it over.
“Well, it was bound to happen eventually.”
You groan.
“Does this mean I’m just a pretty face now?” you groan, “I’ve forgotten how to do politics, you’ll have to fix the underground.”
“None of that mister,” she scolds, wagging a finger at you, “you have a job to do.”
She grabs your wrist and looks it over, nodding to herself before breathing in deeply.
With an exhalation that fills the air with vapor she pumps magic into your body, there is no open wounds, not even Kanako would go that far really. But you feel your sores fade away and your bruises heal rapidly.
After a few moments she steps back, smiling and nodding, apparently satisfied.
“How long do you think it’s going to be?” You ask, gesturing towards the human workers.
Sanae shrugs.
“A day or two at most, what they can’t finish you and I can. What will you be doing now?”
“Well, assuming training is over.” You glance over to Kanako, “I was going to go work with Suwako when she got back.”
Kanako nods, looking past you towards the workers as well.
"We shall continue training another time, I shall check on the progress of the workers.”
She moves off as you rummage through the belongings you left outside the ring. According to your phone, it’s just about eleven in the morning.
“I can get started on lunch,” You offer, “I don’t know if the humans brought their own food though...”
“They brought their own lunches, and we’ll be escorting them down for dinner.” Sanae answers.
You crack your knuckles.
“Then I shall work my magic.”
- - -
You move into the kitchen and take stock of the situation, last time you cooked you made something rather decidedly french, consequence of spending so many years in a major trade city.
As you dig through the pantry and freezer you find a some interesting bits… and an electric grill.
In due time you are setup on the back porch, fanning a flame with some chicken and vegetables grilling on top of it. The flame feels lovely in the winter air, from the looks of things it may actually snow this evening as well.
You cook a decent amount, knowing the appetites you live with, making sure not to mix up Kanako’s batch with anyone elses… you know how the lady likes her food. You put together some plates and set them on the dining room table. You then head out the front of the building.
“Lunch!”
A few workers look at you curiously, while near the gate Suwako is talking with Kanako and Sanae.
They all start moving in, while the workers start congregating and unpacking their lunches. You head back to the dining room and they enter a minute later.
“Yakitori?” Sanae asks.
You smile. “Found your grill, might as well use it.”
They all dig in happily, it appears you used the correct amount of spices for Kanako’s as well if the surprised happy sound is anything to go by.
“You good to start with the enchantment after lunch Suwako?” You ask.
The goddess nods, popping a bit of chicken off the skewer.
“Sure, just’ll need ya to mimic some forms and I can get the magic down.” She explains.
“Can’t you shapeshift already?”
She shrugs her shoulders.
“Ah can, but that’s divine magic, I don’t have much experience in foxes doin’ it.”
“Fair enough.” You reply, “How’d the meetup with the other goddesses go?” her grin is almost an answer of its own.
“Everything seems to be alright, luckily enough for me the Aki were actually home.” She replies, popping another bit of chicken into her mouth.
“That’s good, hopefully we can start relaxing again once the shrine is repaired.” Sanae murmurs.
- - -
You follow Suwako into her room, much the same as the last time you were here.
She hops onto the hammock, using it as a seat as you approach.
“So how’s this gonna work?” You ask.
She waves her hand.
“You just transform when I ask ya to, I gotta get the signature down.” she looks you up and down a moment then nods. “Go ‘head.”
You focus your magic and change your form, it takes more effort than an illusion but still not too bad, not in the shrine certainly.
With a little puff of smoke, mostly for effect, you take on her form. You view lowers quite a bit, and now you find yourself facing her at eye level.
“Don’t ya have enough faith now to take on yer big form?” You ask, mimicking her drawl as well as her voice. You throw in a teasing giggle, just for fun.
“I do yes… and that’s weird… don’t do that.” She replies, studying your form.
“Then why don’t you?” You ask, your voice slipping back to your normal tone.
“It’s tenuous at best, ah’ll wait for a bit more faith before I start going to that permanently. We’ve got bit of faith goin’ but I don’t wanna overdo it.” She explains.
You shrug your shoulders, using a bit more magic and taking on her larger form.
“Ah may be able to use you fer work.” Suwako murmurs.
“How so?”
“Be somewhere I can’t be.” She explains, “yer shapeshiftin’ is more effective than my clones in some ways. ‘Course I can use ‘em for combat and see through ‘em, but an extra body never hurt.” She looks you over from multiple angles, then nods. “Next.”
You concentrate then shift into the form of Sanae, the divine robes changing to her shrine maiden uniform, though you’ve changed the colors to your familiar black.
“So, I’ve gotta know,” you look over the outfit, waving your arms around, “did she submit the design herself or did you make it up?”
“Mix of both, ah came up with a basic idea and she customized it. You try getting a modern girl into an ancient outfit.”
Maybe you should visit that tailor this afternoon… got nothing else going on, though Sanae may not like that plan. There’s a lot of things you could do this afternoon to be honest. Got to check up on Sukuna too.
“Ah got the signature,” Suwako smirks, “just gotta confirm it; change.”
You concentrate the magic one final time and change into one of your older disguises, the woman you use to tease Sanae from time to time.
Suwako looks at you curiously.
“Have we met?”
“Trick of the business,” You giggle, “most men wouldn’t refuse a pretty face.”
She nods sagely.
“As it has been and as it always shall be, I think ah got a good idea, should have something ready in just a day or two, ‘suming beanpole can get finished on her end as well.”
You drop the shapeshift, turning back to your normal human form.
“What are ya gonna be doin’ the rest of the afternoon?” She asks.
“I’ll go check on on Sukuna,” you decide, “I lent her a book and want a status update on it… I can tell Reimu about that eight tails as well while I am there.”
You tap your foot against the ground as you continue to think about it.
“There’s also Suika if she’s available, got some questions about Yuugi… I’ll need to work with the both of them to solve the underground issue. Though more Yuugi.”
Suwako ponders your logic, nodding idly. “Aye, none are bad ideas, though can ya do me a favor while you are there?”
You look down at her.
“I work for you… so; yes?”
She grins.
“Can ya question Raiko for me? Didn’t have the chance to while I was there… to be honest I plum forgot. It’s a bit much ta be a coincidence, and with the mallet outta the picture I wanna know what happened.” She asks.
“I can if I get the opportunity, I’m rather curious myself… as much as I hate to say it I do hope it was something similar to the mallet. We can hopefully cure that with Eirin’s medicine and it would mean we don’t have random youkai attacking the Human Village. I’ve met Raiko… she didn’t strike me as particularly violent.”
“Hopefully,” Suwako agrees. “Though I had hoped we had seen the last of that thing, may want to check that Reimu still has it.”
“I’ll check.” You offer, “Anything else while I’m there?”
The goddess shakes her head in the negative. “Not that ah can think of, lets go check on how the works goin’.”
- - -
You head back together towards the front. Grabbing another pair of clothes as you do so, you’ll need to take another shower before you leave, both for the sweat and to wash the unfortunate amount of dirt off… can’t hurt for a partially diplomatic mission, you are meeting a princess after all.
You step outside to see the work is back in progress, Sanae is leading a group in building sections of a replacement roof. She’s having them build it in quarters that all slide together… clever, though you wonder perhaps if they should get some steel reinforcement or the like at this point.
Perhaps concrete and steel bars? I would look a tad military, but you think Kanako would like the motif.
As you ponder the possibilities of taking architectural inspiration from the first world war Suwako speaks up.
“Ah’ll get back to watchin’ over the shrine, I take it you are going by yerself?” She asks.
You nod, tapping the spellcards in your pocket. “Worst comes to worst I can text Sanae,” you lean over conspiratorially, “or I can summon the best goddess.”
She snickers.
“While I agree, I do wonder how ya finally figured out who was the better one?”
“Simple really,” you smile, popping your arms above your head, “you’ve only beaten the crap out of me once, she’s done it three times.”
“Ah, a fine reasoning indeed.” She giggles.
Kanako is standing near the gate watching the workers, her expression is neutral… but she’s probably in a rather good mood.
“Ah’ll get back to my watch, ya stay safe out there.”
Suwako pats you on the shoulder for emphasis and gives you a cheery wave as she flies up to the top of the shrine.
You duck back inside to change your clothes and take another shower, it’s a wonder in all the fighting they haven’t taken out the plumbing to be honest. The Kappa do good work.
You grab a syrette on your way out as well, worst comes to worst with Raiko it’d be good to have a backup plan.
You move through the front of the front of the yard and out the gate, passing by Kanako as you do so.
“I’m going out to check on the princess, if I don’t come back Sanae can have my stuff.”
The goddess snorts and waves you off.
You fly down the mountain and towards the Hakurei shrine, the forest is surprisingly active this morning, a large group of Tengu are moving about the river. They don’t appear to be combat patrols, more hunters and foresters. At the base of the waterfall is a group of Kappa working on groups of machinery.
You pass them all by and make a gentle flight towards the Hakurei shrine, thankfully not shot at as you make your way there.
You land at the base of the shrine to find it in better condition than the last time you were here, by that you mean she’s gone through and brushed the leaves and snow away. Speaking of which…
Reimu is sitting on the porch along with Suika, Mima and… you aren’t quite sure really. A woman with reddish-pink hair sits on the porch chatting with Suika amicably. She’s wearing a white dress with a green skirt, running down the length is a red and gold tabard decorated with a vine pattern.
One of her arms is wrapped in bandages, the other has a manacle. She along with the others turn to look at you curiously as you land, her eyes are the same color as her hair; reddish-pink, and staring at you.
You approach to raucous yet unintelligible greeting from Mima and Suika, Reimu looks like she couldn’t be bothered while the stranger looks on curiously.
“Good afternoon you three.” You turn to the stranger with a small. “And you as well, my apologies I do not believe we are acquainted.”
The pink haired woman giggles.
“Good afternoon to you as well, I am Kasen, a simple hermit.”
“Ayumu,” you reply, “a servant, I suppose.”
“What do you want?” Reimu asks.
It isn’t a growl, nor does she sound angry, you suppose that’s just how she chose to word that question.
You turn towards her.
“I came to check on Sukuna… and Raiko if at all possible.”
Reimu’s eyebrows raise, looking at you like you had said something particularly odd.
“You have no reason to see Raiko.” She says bluntly, taking a bite out of what appears to be her lunch.
“I do actually,” you reply. “Could you and I speak privately?”
“No,” she replies once again bluntly. “I’m eating lunch go away.”
You stare at her for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to approach this.
Ah. Right.
You shrug your shoulders as a sad expression comes across your face. “Well then I’m clearly not welcome, I had planned on donating but… ah well.”
You turn on the spot, about to take a step towards the steps down. Before your foot begins to move down there’s a whoosh of air and you feel a tugging at your sleeve. You turn back to see Reimu glaring up at you.
“If you have to talk, do it quickly.”
- - -
You step inside the shrine, much to the delight of Mima.
“You can do it! Knock that grump outta her!”
…
Mima may be slightly drunk.
Reimu for her part ignores it, leading you through the main room and opens a side door you’ve never seen open. A glance inside shows various religious objects lining the walls, though not in a ceremonial fashion.
“A storeroom?” You ask. Reimu nods, stepping inside.
“Closest thing I have to privacy around here. Now talk.”
You carefully close the door behind you and turn around, gathering yourself before you speak.
“Someone attacked the Moriya shrine, and damaged a good chunk of it.”
Reimu stares at you and says nothing.
“It was an eight tails Kitsune.” You state.
She still says nothing, nor does she change expression.
… Screw it, not like there’ll be any faith lost here.
“They didn’t use the spellcard system and nearly murdered Kanako in a sneak attack while the Human Village was attacked.”
At THAT her eyes widen, you having apparently gotten her attention now.
“So you discovered who did it?” She asks, “Sanae mentioned there was an attack on the shrine but she didn’t go into details.”
You shrug your shoulders.
“Until recently we didn’t have any details, Kanako was unconscious and the shrine was buried, Suwako fell as well, raising the shrine. It was an eight tailed fox wearing an Oni mask.
You waggle your fingers, an illusion of the fox appearing against the far wall.
Reimu looks at the illusion with narrowed eyes.
“Did you catch it?”
“She wasn’t anywhere to be found,” you reply. “That was part of the reason I wanted to check up with you and talk to Raiko; as I believe them to be related. Would that be alright?”
Reimu frowns.
“Raiko’s in the shrine room, but she’s still berserk.”
You blink. “She’s still aggresive?”
That’s… concerning.
Reimu nods, looking past you towards the door. A moment later she steps past you and opens it.
“Everytime I tried to invoke her she attacked me, I’ve had to chain the damn thing.”
“I have something for that… hopefully.” You state, producing the syrette from your pocket.
“Eirin made this during the mallet incident… apparently it could subdue if not cure the effects of the mallet.”
Reimu looks at the syrette suspiciously.
“It’s worth a try at the very least.” You offer.
She leads you to the next door over, she slides it open revealing the actual ‘shrine room’. It’s the first time you’ve seen hers come to think of it. It’s far less ornate than the Moriya’s for starters. A raised platform sits at the end, fenced off.
On it in the center is an altar with a mirror resting atop it. To the right and left are two statues of shrine maidens. Hanging from the ceiling are decorative lamps while various candles and incense burners sit around the room.
In the center is a large sheet with several seals on it. Even from here you can see it’s vibrating and shaking slightly.
Reimu moves up and removes the sheet, it reveals Raiko’s drum set. Wrapped around it are thin chains with paper seals here and there.
You step up besides her, syrette in one hand and the other ready to summon the staff. Worst comes to worst there’s damn good backup outside.
Reimu kneels town and raps on the drum. Almost immediately there’s a burst of light, in its wake is Raiko. Kneeling on the top of her drums is the Youkai, she’s wrapped up in holy chains, arms and legs bound as she glares at you and Reimu.
You step forward and she growls at you, tugging at the chains. You ignore it as Reimu holds her gohei at the ready.
You wrench her head to the side to expose her neck, she fights it but with the seals in place you are far stronger than she is. You rip the cap off of the syrette with your teeth then jam it into her neck. One quick squeeze and the drug is injected, it takes effects in mere moments, one moment she is still trying to wrench her neck back, the next she goes stock still.
She slumps forward, tumbling off of the drum onto the floor, snoring loudly as she does so.
…
“Was that supposed to happen?” Reimu asks.
You nod. “It’s supposed to knock the patient unconscious… hopefully she will be calm when she awakens in an hour or so… may be longer, she was berserk longer than anyone I’ve seen so far.”
Reimu pokes the unconscious youkai with her gohei. “I’ll question her when she awakens.”
“Appreciated…” a thought occurs to you, “you wouldn’t to happen to know where the fox village is would you?”
“I’ve never looked for it.”
Drat.
- - -
Reimu reseals Raiko and steps back out into the main room with you, you start to make toward Sukuna’s room when a familiar voice shouts.
“Have ya gotten her sarashi off yet!?” Mima cackles.
Reimu sighs and moves out the front door again, leaving you to your business.
You move through the main room and enter Sukuna’s ‘bedroom’.
Sukuna’s in her cage practicing what appears to be sword katas with her needle, she moves from motion to motion, the needle glinting under the light.
… Clearly she is a most fearsome samurai.
On the table next to the cage is the book.
You rap on the door to get her attention, Sukuna turning to look at the noise curiously. Her expression notable brightens as she sees you, hopping out of the cage to run around the table.
“Good afternoon!” She greets happily.
“Good afternoon Sukuna,” you reply. “Has everything been alright?”
She nods, a wide smile on her face.
“Most well, most well! Did you come to visit?”
You smile back.
“I did come to check on you yes, did you manage to finish the book?”
She nods again, seemingly proud of herself.
“Indeed! I finished it yesterday with Reimu’s assistance.”
You move around the table, Sukuna jogging to keep up as you grab the book.
“That’s good, I needed to return it.” You state.
“Could you bring more?” She asks.
You look down from the book towards the inchling, a dangerously hopeful expression is on her features.
“Maybe… you may want to talk to Reimu about bringing some, there are plenty of shops in the village. I could ask Keine… I need to drop the book off anyway.”
“That would be appreciated!” She replies, “I’ll ask Reimu as well.”
You reach down and tap her on the head a little, causing the inchling to giggle.
“Are you heading back to your people soon?”
“Well I… suppose I could yes.” She looks to the side.
You smile just a little bit wider, withholding a snicker.
“Having fun here?”
She nods happily.
“The inchling castle is boring!” She says indignantly “just boring work and calligraphy lessons and… stuff. Reimu is fun!”
You shrug, not your call to make.
“Well as long as everything’s alright, how’s the mallet?”
Sukuna pouts a little. “Reimu still has it, she says I can’t have it until it recharges.”
“Unsafe?” You ask.
She nods. “Not exactly, just when it’s fully recharged we’ll decide what to do with it.”
“Fair enough I’ll go drop off the book.”
Sukuna waves. “Be safe!”
- - -
You head out the front to find the group is all drinking together again. It’s lucky Suika is here, you had a question for her.
You move down the steps then move to stand in front of the oni.
“Afternoon Suika.”
“Afternoon yerself!” The oni grins and waves, “What’re ya up to?”
“Just running some errands,” you reply, “though I had a question for you actually.”
“Oho?” Mima says wickedly. “So this is your type, I had pegged you for Reimu but clearly you have a more… deviant taste.”
You shake your head.
“Alas I am not worthy of Suika, but I was hoping to as the fierce oni a question nonetheless.”
Suika giggles.
“Ya have mah permission.”
You clap your hands together.
“Would you know where to find Yuugi? I need to speak to her but I’ve only managed to find her at one specific bar in the southern edge of town…. The city is rather massive.”
“Ohoooo?” Mima draws out, a wicked grin coming across her face as she pokes you in the chest, with how her cheeks are flushed she’s apparently rather more drunk thank you thought… you aren’t quite sure how that works.
“So Yuugi is your type!” She declares. “It makes sense… she has certain assets Reimu and certainly the little oni does no-”
The ghost’s drunken ramblings are cut off as a hand swats her across the face, it takes you a moment you realize Suika had reached up and slapped her. It takes the same amount of time to see Mima go flying across the grounds to slam straight into an invisible barrier, a spark of electricity shooting out as the shrine rejects her attempt to ‘leave.’
Suika for her part merely takes another satisfied drink for her gourd.
“I thought you said she doesn’t drink?” You ask.
Suika giggles.
“Normally!”
She sets the gourd down.
“Yuugi hangs at ah place on the northern edge of town, called Onigashima. It’s just before the northern gates.” She explains.
“Is that the one I saw you drinking at?”
“It aint,” she replies. “It’s a bit further north, careful though; it aint exactly friendly ta non-oni.”
“Shouldn’t be a problem.” you shrug, “I’ll figure out a way around it.”
Though you don’t like thinking about the consequences of an oni discovering that you are pretending to be someone else.
You start to step back when you remember.
“One more quick question?”
Suika tilts her head curiously.
“Would either of your two know where the Fox Village is?”
“Never cared ta find em,” Suika shakes her head, “you’re weird, but Oni don’ tend ta get along with foxes.”
“I know.” Kasen speaks up, to your surprise, “I know where it is, at least, though I’ve never entered it myself.”
You turn to her.
“Could you tell me where it is? I’m afraid I’m a newcomer to Gensokyo and was hoping to know where my people live.”
She smiles.
“It’s in a grove just east of the bamboo forest, nestled between some hills. It’s invisible until you enter it… I’ve never been there myself, but a fox told me.”
“You’ve met another fox spirit?” You ask.
“Just a regular animal,” she replies. “I can speak to them.”
“Well the information is very appreciated, thank you.” You state gratefully.
She smiles and nods, apparently just happy to help.
- - -
Right… so best drop off this book before you lose any more of Keine’s trust, then you can head back to the temple to see how you can help out.
You take off from the shrine on a slow flight to the human village, there are still some tengu patrols moving about, though the place now seems to be fully repaired. That was probably a major boost in faith all things considered.
You land at the gates and make your way through town towards the school, children are playing out front while the various teachers watch them. You pass by them all as you make your way inside then cut towards Keine’s office.
The door is shut, as it has been the last times you’ve visited. You reach up and knock on it gently.
There’s the sound of shuffling papers for a moment, before Keine’s voice speaks up.
“Enter.”
You slide the door open to reveal the teacher behind her desk, looking up at the door. Her eyes widen at the sight of you, clearly you were not the guest she expected.
You produce the book and waggle it before placing it on her desk.
“Apologies for the delay, things were disatorously busy lately.”
“Indeed it has.” She picks up the book, looking it over. Satisfied with the lack of damage she nods then looks up at you. “Was it a good read?” She pushes up from the desk to reinsert it back into the bookshelf before turning back to you, hands clasped as her hips.
You smile.
“A bit dry but it was a good base course, any recommendations for extended reading? Or just in general?”
Keine taps her finger to her chin.
“Well there’s a few things, though I don’t exactly keep stock perse, want some recommendations?”
You grin.
“That would be most appreciated thank you.”
- - -
You step out of her office a good ten to fifteen minutes later with a decent list of recommendations… now to just go book shopping one of these days for you and possibly the inchling.
You stick the list in your pocket and walk out of the village, the market is in full swing which is a welcome sight to see after all the ‘activity’ lately. You move through it and towards the southern gate.
“Oi!”
You glance upwards to see a crowd has formed about fifty yards or so from the gate, there’s apparently a brawl starting. Several dozen men are fighting each other while the guards rush to try to sort things out. The idiots have blocked the street, you’d say it’s too early to be drinking but with everything else you’ve seen…
There’s an alley to the right and left, both are rather large and have people in them, you cut into the one on the right, it’s about half the size of the main road. Several humans are milling about inside of it. There’s some shops along the sides but they appear to be boarded up for the most part.
You get around halfway through when you pause. A large group of men step out from around the corner, blocking the end.
You glance back to see the same happening on the other side. Fortunately, it appears that the groups on either end of the alley consist of humans, or else this situation would have Sanae getting mad at you.
“Well hello there~” A woman drawls.
From the street stepping around the goons is a woman. Long brown hair with a green coat, underneath which is a black and white dress. A pair of glasses sits on her face as she looks at you amused.
As a raccoons tail slips out from under her dress to wrap around her leg, you can almost hear Sanae lecturing you for leaving the shrine.
“Wouldja mind if we talked a bit?” She asks with a smile “just a nice, peaceful, talk.”
You allow yourself to relax, both mentally and physically. You give off an air of comfort and calmness as you stare at her. Your eyes drill into her own as the humans… if they are human, look on.
Your eyes shift imperceptibly from person to person, a slight nervous twitch of the hand here, a bead of sweat there. Interesting.
You gaze shifts back to the woman, the same smile on her face.
You smile back.
You pull a hand out of your pocket to give a light wave.
“Of course, I do enjoy talking.”
She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, hand sifting through her robe before producing a pipe, looking completely relaxed. Though whether she actually is, is another question entirely. She has good control of her body motions.
She snaps her fingers over the end of the pipe, lighting it immediately as she puts it into her mouth. She inhales deeply, then allows the smoke to exit from the corner of her mouth as she looks you up and down.
“Well I reckon that’s most amiable of you, it’s a hard find to get someone whose more willin’ to talk instead of fight. It’s a lost art among the younger.”
“I’m afraid I’m by no means young,” you shrug your shoulders. “But I do know what you mean yes.”
“Oh? And how old would ya be?” She queries.
You smile a bit wider. Cute.
“Old enough.” You reply simply.
Perhaps you should have flown home after seeing the fight, but you didn’t expect someone to start something in the human village, especially so soon after the latest attack with Tengu all around… which is also why you aren’t particularly nervous. Someone starting something would have the Tengu on them in moments.
Which means assuming this woman isn’t an idiot she does genuinely want to talk… or try to quietly kidnap you.
Good luck with that… you can cause quite a bit of fire when you want to. Though you doubt this village needs any more, and you’ve seen enough burning buildings in your day.
“So, just a pleasant talk then?” You ask.
She blows out a bit more pipesmoke then nods.
“Perhaps a question here or there.”
You glance back towards the entrance to the alley, still blocked.
“Well certainly if it’s just a talk we do not have to do it in this alleyway, if I were someone else I would perhaps feel threatened.”
The smile on her face drops, and she starts walking forward, the goons around her watch on as she passes. She stops about a foot in front of you, eyes darting about as she looks you over again.
“Aint half bad a look,” she drawls, “for a fox.” .
You shrug.
“You are quite lovely yourself, though being a raccoon has nothing to do with it.” You reply.
“Ohoo? Aren’t you a charmer.”
“Charms are useful!” You say cheerfully. “I find it helps stop back alley brawls.”
“Oh?” She quirks a brow, a fresh puff of smoking coming out of the pipe. “Ya think I would do something like that?”
“I’m not sure.” You say simply. ‘We haven’t really met have we? Perhaps we should do introductions first?”
She tilts her head, removing the pipe from her mouth in the process.
“Mamizou Futatsuiwa.” She responds.
“Ayumu.”
She quirks a brow.
“No last name?”
You shrug again. “That is for friends.”
“Could we be friends you reckon?” She asks.
“That depends on whether or not we can take this conversation outside of the alley.”
She giggles, idly tapping the pipe with a finger.
“Why are ya with the Moriya?”
Ah, so that’s what this is about. Well you haven’t exactly been secretive about your allegiances beyond the underground.
“I live with them, I needed a place to stay when I arrived in Gensokyo and so far it has been to both of our benefits.”
She stuffs the pipe back into her robes, looking at you with sharp eyes.
“Just a transient?”
You smile.
“Not anymore.”
You take a step back and turn towards the alley entrance gesturing the woman to follow you, with the humans watching you closely. You move through the alley, Mamizou close behind as nobody attempts to stop you. Though the entrance is still blocked by the two goons.
You glance back to speak to Mamizou.
“I have no issue with talking if that is what you wish, but we shall not have a conversation in this alleyway unless you wish to talk to the tengu as well.”
You then look forward to the two goons again.
“Step aside.” You command, not putting the charm into your voice quite yet, but you do put a bit of your presence behind it. Perks of being a youkai.
They hesitate at first, causing you to tense slightly, then after a moment they move aside to your relief. So they are either humans who recognized they probably didn’t stand a chance, or cowardly tanuki. Either way you pass between them and into the street.
To the right the brawl is already dispersing, a few annoyed looking guards having separated the combatants.
Well let's see… you could head right and out of the village, but you’d lose the tengu overwatch, and she might not follow. Though admittedly you could watch out for potential ‘voyeurs’ by doing so, you’ve had a bad track record of that lately. You still aren’t quite sure who that fox in the woods was.
The interior of town is of course less discreet, but also far more secure.
With that in mind you turn left back towards the center of town again.
Mamizou catches up, taking a spot to your left and managing to look every bit the dignified woman as she does so.
“Not taking your help?” You ask.
“Don’t need help,” she smiles, “for a friendly talk.”
- - -
You sit at the edge of the bar near the street, the humans coming and going past you as you look over the street. In front of you is a glass of water, it is no time for alcohol right now and it is far too early to eat again.
Sitting across from you is Mamizou, who is leaning back in her seat staring at you, an untouched cup of sake in front of her. Her smoking pipe is held daintily between her fingers.
You’ve been sitting like this for a good minute before she decides to speak again.
“What business do you have with them? No foxes have ever gotten involved in the religious wars if I recall.”
You turn your gaze away from the street to focus on her again, leaning back casually in your seat as you do so.
Well, one fox just did get involved in the religious wars… that or attacked the shrine for another reason.
“As I said, I live there, why wouldn’t I? I’m their shinshi after all.”
Her eyes widen and the pipe lowers a little.
“Beg pardon?” She utters.
“It doesn’t need repeating,” you reply. “As grateful as I am that someone is willing to talk before attempting to take a chunk out of me, I question your methods.”
She sticks the pipe in her mouth breathes in deeply, eyes searching.
“Do ya have any connection to the fox clans of Gensokyo?” She queries.
You shake your head.
“No, I know they exist, but I do not have any connection to them. To what purpose did you track me down?”
She smiles around her pipe.
“Call it a curiosity.” She drawls.
“And what, pray tell, are you so curious about besides my lodgings?” You ask.
“The foxes keep to themselves, they hardly leave the forest, let alone get involved in the temples… it could be rather…” She blows out a bit more smoke. “Dangerous.”
“Is that a threat or a warning?” You ask.
Jokes on her you suppose, you’ve already gotten the stuffing ripped out of you.
“I wonder…” She trails off.
You probably aren’t going to get anything useful out of her, but it’s worth a shot.
“Tell me, as someone who seems knowledgeable about them, any higher level foxes running around besides Ran Yakumo?” You ask.
Her face noticeably twists with annoyance at the mention of the name. You have the oddest suspicion she lives up to the stereotype about her race in that regards.
"Perhaps,” she admits. “But the foxes keep to their holes, it’s hard to keep track.”
That wasn’t a no...
“Generally we stay in our own homes or the forests, not many holes.” You counter. “Though of course I cannot speak for the base animals.”
You tilt your head as a question comes to mind.
“I suppose the tanuki have their own village?”
She smiles, then takes another drag from her pipe, apparently not finding the question worth answering.
She looks up towards the sun a moment, then back towards you, grabbing her drink in the process.
“Beg pardon, but I’m afraid I have to visit my booklender.”
She downs the drink, sighing happily as she places it back onto the table, she pushes the chair back and moves to leave but you speak up before she does so.
“Just one more question.” you remain seated, holding a straight face. Mamizou turns back to look at you with a neutral expression, “would the names Takeshi or Hiroki Hayashida mean anything to you?”
“I’m afraid not.” She says simply, before exiting the bar.
… No, you suppose not.
- - -
You fly out of the village and make a beeline straight for the shrine, making sure to fly low to the ground to make the possible flak more difficult to the aim. To your relief however you arrive unmolested.
The shrine is also thankfully in the same state you left it, Sanae is leading a group of workers along with Kanako… who is more barking orders than actually helping, though that would defeat the purpose with her.
Suwako for her part is still perched up on the roof, the afternoon sun splashing across the tiles in myriad colors… the hat probably has its work cut out for it on top of this mountain.
You move up and into the grounds.
So overly curiously though not quite outright malicious tanuki… you suppose that’s something you can add to the list.
Suwako hops down from the top of the shrine to land in front of you, a small amount of dust is kicked up as she lands.
“Find anything interestin’?” She asks. You nod and glance over to Sanae and Kanako.
“Yeah… about that can we have another meeting real quick?
She looks at you curiously but nods.
“Head on in, I’ll go get ‘em.” She orders.
You nod and move past her into the shrine, stepping into the main hall to stand in front of the mural. In short order the doors open again, a cursory glance back showing Kanako and Sanae with Suwako in tow.
Suwako and Kanako stop in front of you, while Sanae moves past to look you over.
“Who did you fight with this time?” She asks.
“Nobody attacked me! Down girl.” you say somewhat indignantly. “I just found out some possibly useful information.”
Sanae looks at you skeptically, though she’s… probably just teasing.
“What have you learned?” Kanako asks.
You turn to look at her instead.
“Well I went ahead and told Reimu about the eight tails, she should know either way… she’s rather important. She seemed rather perturbed by the fact she wasn’t using spell cards.”
Suwako nods. “Yeah… as the managers of that system the Hakurei take it rather seriously. Ya may have set ‘er on a bit of a warpath.”
“That a bad thing?”
Sanae chuckles nervously.
“Reimu can be rather… dedicated.”
Yeah… which means she’ll probably be grumpy again.
“After that I checked up on Raiko… she was still berserk, the same effect we saw with the mallet.”
“Even after defeating her?” Kanako inquires.
You nod. “Reimu tried to wake her multiple times apparently, everytime she was violent, I used Eirin’s medicine on her though I don’t know if it had an effect. It knocked her clean unconscious.”
Suwako grunts.
“That… could be a problem.”
Sanae tilts her head.
“Well Sukuna has the original… hopefully this is just an after effect, or perhaps she missed this one?”
“Hopefully.” You agree, “I also managed to find out the location of the fox village. It's past Eientei, though I have no great desire to head there at present.”
“How’d ya find that out?” Suwako asks.
“Ran into a woman named Kasen outside the shrine, she was rather helpful.”
Kanako smiles, perhaps a little strained.
“Ah yes… the hermit.”
You look over to her.
“Problem with her?”
Kanako shakes her head.
“She can be a… touch critical at times. The hermit does not always know the value of keeping her thoughts to herself.”
Ah, the wrong kind of honesty eh?
“Either way, the information is most likely valid.” Suwako supplies.
“Anything else?” Sanae asks. “There’s usually more.”
“I ran into a miss Mamizou as well.”
Sanae hisses through her teeth.
“Are you sure you didn’t fight?”
“Positive.” You reply with a smile, “just a light amount of verbal sparring, she seemed curious as to why there was a fox staying at the Moriya, couldn’t discern anything else.”
“Be careful, she aint exactly a fan of the foxes.” Suwako drawls.
“That I could figure out, however she didn’t seem inclined to fight at the time. I didn’t reveal anything to her besides that I was a servant of the shrine, and that is not a hidden piece of information.”
“Where was this?” Kanako asks.
“The Human Village,” you reply. “I headed back to deliver the book I had taken to Sukuna, as I was leaving she… ambushed me.”
“Ambushed!?” Sanae squawks, “I thought you said you weren’t attacked?”
“I wasn’t, I took a turn down an alley where she was apparently waiting for me. This encounter was… planned it seems. Nobody threatened me, and she seemed smart enough to not cause a ruckus in the human village.”
“And did you learn anything from her?” Kanako asks.
You shake your head.
“Nothing I would call useful, however if she does hate foxes we could probably use that to our advantage at some point.”
Suwako chuckles.
“Ah don’t think enemy of my enemy works when she is also yer enemy.”
You wave a hand.
“Probably not, but if there is a rogue eight tails running around…” You trail off.
“Possibly… let's keep that one on the back burner for now.” Suwako acquiesces. “Don’t need any more ruckus.”
“On that we can agree.” You admit.
- - -
You head back out to spend the rest of the day working with Sanae and the Humans while Kanako supervises. It’s not particularly hard work with your strength, and in due time the place is already looking a bit better.
It’ll be only a few days the humans are here… the more ‘decorative’ bits will be an ongoing project for you and Sanae.
Both goddess and maiden set off down the mountain to guide the humans home, leaving you alone with Suwako.
“So, what’s the plan for tomorrow?” You ask, landing on the roof.
“Remilia?” She clarifies.
“That’d be the devil yes.”
She chuckles but doesn’t turn around.
“Vampire or not she’s still plenty active durin’ the day, figured we’d head there sometime after breakfast. Best to let her know what we can, she aint exactly an active player in politics… but if we get her movin’ then we ought’ta manage the next disaster.”
You nod.
“Figured we’d sell it as someone who setup Seija is still running around, if they’ve got the guts to attack the shrine we could say they would have the guts to attack the mansion as well.”
Suwako turns around.
“That’s what ah was thinkin’ yes. Also would be good to introduce you to Patchouli, she’s a magician who lives in the mansion… she may know more about yer dreams.”
“Worth a shot,” you admit. “Though I’m not exactly thrilled at meeting Remilia’s ‘friends’.”
“She lives in a giant library, biggest Gensokyo has, apparently via magic the damn thing stretches for nearly a mile.”
You gaze hardens, a sense of seriousness falling onto the situation.
“This will be a very important political mission, I will dress my best.... May need the money for a new suit by the way.”
The goddess giggles.
“Ah think we could set aside some funds fer that. With all the politickin’ yer doin’ anyway. I’d best get started on dinner.”
The goddess slides down the roof to land on the porch below, making her way inside.
You watch the sunset for a few moments before joining her, cooking dinner together much to the apparent delight of Sanae and Kanako.
And to think, a few weeks ago she nearly cursed you for stealing her place in there.
“Toss me the spice.” You ask, reaching out a hand to find the requested item neatly dropped into it almost immediately.
“Gracias.” You say, upturning it onto the pan for Kanako’s portion, “So can she just not taste or what? She’s not a terrible cook, if a little bland, she just loves her spice.”
“Somethin’ like that. She takes on some of the attributes of a snake… she can’t taste like you can, she appreciates strong scents and the like.” She explains, “though from what I gather if she douses it enough she does enjoy eating.”
“So the drinking…” You trail off.
“She can still get drunk, and she can feel the kick and most of the taste of that due to how strong she likes it.”
Well, it makes as much sense as anything else around here.
You finish cooking and eat the meal, both Kanako and Sanae pleasantly surprised at your concerted effort in cooking.
- - -
You relax in the dining room while everyone returns to their own respective places, minus Suwako, of course.
Another eventful day, though you wouldn’t call it necessarily bad, racoon scare tactics besides.
Tomorrow should hopefully prove fruitful, and as you turn into bed you wonder if you should perhaps try and make a little extra firepower.
You are feeling… particularly lucky.
Chapter 71: Doors
Chapter Text
No, you still have cards you haven’t even figured out yet. And sleep will be important, you may be shot at by a certain brat tomorrow. You shut off the television and try to relax on the couch, you can probably get away with staying in your little house when the humans finish.
Well… perhaps you shouldn’t be that annoyed at Remilia, all she did was throw you at a wall hard enough to kill you, and threaten you in your own house. I mean, that’s the order of the day isn’t it?
With that cheery thought in mind you find yourself drifting off after the busy day.
- - -
*Whistle*
There’s a faint tickling of wind, running across your face like little footsteps here and there. It’s not an uncomfortable breeze, warm like the late stages of summer. It’s pleasant and relaxing, and yet you know immediately that it means you are dreaming.
With a sense of calm you crack open your eyes to see trees above you, red leaves of a Japanese maple replace the view of the sky, only allowing hints of blue here or there in the odd imagined breeze.
Or perhaps you are in someone else's dream already.
The air beyond the whistle of the wind is filled with birds playing their own songs as well, complimenting each other but never overpowering. In front of you as you sit up is...
...A long time ago.
You sit near the edge of a cliff, probably a good hundred yards or so in the air. Below you is a large valley flanked by mountains. Running through it, you’d south to north from the way the way the sun is moving, is a dirt road.
It winds between the hills, flanked at some places by a river, other times a farmland. Dotting the landscape are various small towns and villages, while in the center is a large central city. The river runs straight through it, holes in the walls allowing it’s passage as small river craft padel along it as well.
The city is obviously rather important, it is surrounded entirely by walls of dirt and wood. The style of buildings in the interior hint at this being sometime before the shoguns… hell sometime before the feudal age.
These buildings are well over a thousand years old so probably the Yamato period, or close to it.
In the center of the city is a tall castle made of earthwork and wood much like the walls, though it is far grander. The city is built around it in tiers, with successively larger walls breaking up each section of the city before the a castle itself.
Yet despite the moving boats, the roads, the farmland and cities. There are no signs of people.
You glance behind to see a large forest of maple as far back as you can see, there’s a dirt path running through it, though to where you have no idea. Sitting on a tree branch just above is… the purple figure. She’s undefined as she was last time, her legs rest along the branch as she looks over the landscape.
She has a spear resting on one of her shoulders, it’s glowing and undefined as the rest of her, but with the tip piercing the wood it’s rather obvious what it is. Overall, she is painting a very relaxed picture.
As if finally noticing your presence she slips both legs off of the branch, and in one smooth motion slides off of it to land on the ground. She makes no sound when she does so, and the various leaves on the ground fail to move.
You push yourself off of the ground and turn around, raising a hand in a wave.
“Afternoon! What do we have today?" You ask.
You pause, remembering.
"Oh and hello again, believe we’ve only met once, unless you were one of those rainbow figures from before?”
The figure of course, says nothing. It stares at you for a few awkward moments, before turning around, pointing out towards the forest with her spear.
You look for what she is pointing at, and in short time you see what she is trying to bring to your attention.
There, in between the trees are closed doors, the natural dimness of the forest and the red wood they are made out of served well to camouflage them from sight.
“... Fair enough.”
You move past the figure onto the dirt path, walking towards the doors. There are four of them, all closed, all made of the same red wood with golden handles. Beyond where they are placed there is nothing to differentiate them.
As you get within maybe a dozen yards or so however, they swing open revealing their interior.
The first door to the far left opens to reveal… the same city you were just looking at. It’s the view from the castle it appears. The view looks down from a window over the city and landscape. Off in the distance you can see the cliff you were just sitting on. In the background you can hear the sound of humans and what sounds like the… hissing of snakes?
The next door reveals the entrance to a cave, you are looking out from it towards a large and expansive ocean. Along the coast is a decent sized fishing village, though you recognize neither it or the coast. In the background you can hear nothing but the whistle of a sharp wind and deep rhythmic breathing of something… not human.
The third is another familiar sight, the Tengu Village. It’s a scene frozen in time, a male Tengu is leaping towards the viewer with a large two handed sword in his grip. He is swinging it sideways. Facing it is the backend of a shield, while a sword thrusts forward towards him. In the background is the sound of raucous cheering.
The last door is… opulent to say the least, the interior is quite possibly the fanciest room you've seen outside of the emperors palace... and you've only been in there once. It's a small space by your standards, a table, a shade near the corner, but everything is masterfully made and crafted. Sunlight pours into it from an undiscerned source, revealing a set of what appears to be calligraphy papers on the table, half finished. The only background noise is the faint scratching of pen on paper.
You step back, looking between all of them. To your side the purple figure stands as well, watching over you.
You sigh and glance back at the figure who is… walking away? The spear is resting on her shoulders as she walks back towards the cliff.
“I suppose you don’t feel like coming with?”
The figure pauses mid stride, glancing back. It doesn't respond vocally… though that is expected at this point. Though the head does shake from side to side for a moment in an apparent refusal. As she does so however, she gains definition.
Still no face, but the glowing recedes revealing what appears to be armor of an older style, pre-samurai at the very least. Plates going down the front and down the arms though you can’t tell of what material they are made out of.
Her hair is done up in a tight bun, not dissimilar to the way Kanako wears hers.
“Suit yourself.” You utter.
The figure tilts its head then turns back around, walking towards the cliff.
You step into the portal, a white light suffusing you. All sound, vision, feeling is gone momentarily as you travel in a way that is decidedly… other. Then all at once it is gone leaving you to blink spots out of your eyes as your senses return to you.
The first thing is your hearing, indistinct voices speaking, murmuring, praying, it’s hard to differentiate as none of it is clear. They are blur and blend together into the vocal equivalent of white noise.
The next is the feeling of warmth, not an unpleasant one, the same warmth of a midsummer's morning… yet something else as well. A faint tickling of power, it’s hard to describe, like standing outside in a thunderstorm. The thrum of energy normally distant being dangerous nearer.
The last is your vision. You are in a beautifully decorated wooden chamber, expansive in scope, easily dozen of meters in each direction. Tall pillars made of rood rise up to a pitched ceiling, along the pillars run patterns of vines snakes and frogs in golden inlay.
The vines extend from there, though in a far more literal sense. Plant vines stick out of the bottom of the pillars to reach across the walls and ceiling. The walls being paper and covered in stills and patterns of what history you are not aware.
Around you are kneeling humans, are dressed in a fashion that per this time period would mark them as being very rich. Their faces interestingly enough are all for the most part detailed, only a few here and there are blurry or blank. There isn’t anything in particular fancy about them, just something… remembered you suppose.
You look towards where they are kneeling, set into the far wall is a long window looking over the city and valley, flowery vines framing it and running down it in places, but what is far more interesting… is what is in front of it.
There is a large cushion made of fine material in front of the window, surrounded by decorative screens flanking it to either side. The vines run down from pillars next to them crisscrossing to sit and raise the cushion. Upon which sits…
Suwako.
She’s dressed in an outfit you’ve never seen her wear, not even in her ‘big’ mode. Of which she is most definitely in now. If not even slightly bigger than that.
She sits on the cushion in a kneeling position eyes closed. Her normal robes are still there in a fashion, long white cloth covers her arms and upper legs, held via ties to iron armor made of fine plates that cover the chest and midsection.
She’s roughly Kanako’s height from what you can surmise from her sitting posture, the hat she favors is still on her head, a flowering vine wrapped around its base. The two ‘eyes’ she uses as decorate as closed as well. Against her shoulder with the base pressed against the cushion is a wicked looking spear.
A fine iron staff with a sharp point at the end, below it are two more points in a fashion like an upturned crescent moon. Across all the blades are runes and inscriptions in a language you don’t even get close to recognizing, script or otherwise. Running along the length of it is more vines… you are sensing a motif here.
Yet perhaps the most striking detail is the snake, long and albino white, the same type that jumped you during your ‘fight’ and you saw her riding in the dream. The difference in this case being sheer size, it is wrapped lazily around the cushion several times before rising up to rest around her shoulders. Tongue flicking out lazily from time to time as its eyes scan the room.
You bow respectfully.
“Good evening Suwako.”
The snake’s head slowly turns, forked tongue shooting out as it stares at you. Then with a murmur of slight discontent the goddesses eyes open. They glow slightly golden a moment before fading away to normal. She looks up at you for a moment in confusion, then allows a smile to form on her face.
“Good evening Ayumu.” She says warmly.
“Oh? That may be the fastest someone has recognized me in a dream.”
She shrugs her shoulders, smile staying on her face.
“Ah am only partially asleep, with clones ah can function on multiple levels. It’s complicated.”
“God stuff?” You ask.
“God stuff.” She confirms.
“Well, glad to see you didn’t attack me.” You glance behind her towards the skyline. “Where are we anyway?”
She hums amusedly.
“Well ya probably know it as Shimosuwa… though at the moment it’s known as Kisuwa… the capital of my kingdom, ancient Suwa.”
“Then where’s the lake?” You ask.
You suppose the mountains could fit… though you didn’t really look that hard. The massive lake is certainly missing however.
“Ah haven’t made it yet.” She replies simply.
“... Made it? You made Lake Suwa?”
Her grin gets wider.
“Ah suppose you haven’t seen it all have you?”
You blink and find yourself outside of the city.
You are between the castle city and another one to the south you don’t recognize either. The river is to your right and passes besides them both. Suwako for her part is standing to her side, idly rubbing the head of the snake resting around her shoulders.
“Beanpole always gets ta be the showy one, wouldn’t it be fair if ah had a show as well? Being the best goddess and all.”
… Oh, you might regret calling her that at some point.
She grins and raises her arms, causing the earth to tremble. With the sound of cracking root and crashing stone you watch in bewilderment as the earth itself around you lifts, the dirt, the stone, the road. All sent into the air then placed along the sides with the help of clones.
More and more is lifted creating a large hole over a dozen feet deep and several hundred feet wide. It’s rough, then with each successive pass it’s smoothed out. With a flourish of her hand plants burst out of the ground. Around the banks and on the floor of the hole.
With another flourish a rivet digs into the earth from the river, re-directing it towards the lakebed. The water flows into it, though it will take quite some time to actually fill up fully.
Her clones along the edges get to work flattening and spreading out the dirt to create more hills and the like. While others decorate plants along the now forming lakes edge.
You whistle appreciatively from your perch on the small ‘island’ now in the center of the lake.
“How many followers do we need for you to do that trick again?”
Suwako chuckles.
“Oh round ‘bout all of Gensokyo then half more again, give or take a few hundred oddly religious fairies.”
“Ah… well at least you are almost big again.”
She glances down at her current form.
“Ah suppose,” she then looks up at you. “What brings ya around anyhow?”
“The usual,” you say with a shrug. “I fell asleep on this couch then picked this door to go through.”
She looks at you owlishly.
“Door?”
… Oh right.
You conjure up the image with a wave of your hand. You standing before the doors with the purple figure standing to your immediate right.
“Generally I am given a choice of doorways to go through these days, beforehand it was seemingly much more chaotic… but it’s stabilised. The figures as well, they have become more active, more frequent, and more… friendly.
"This how these things normally go?” Suwako asks.
“Nowadays, yes.”
“Any leads on what’s causin’ it?”
“Your guess is as good as mind,” you shrug, “nobody I’ve asked has had any idea. A few theories but little more. Same goes with my ability to recreate spellcards from dreaming.”
“May be something that just makes ya unique.” She remarks.
“I don’t particularly enjoy being unique,” you admit. “I much prefer things to be calm… I’ve had enough insanity in my days.”
“Oho? Any good stories?” She queries.
“Depends on what you want to hear about,” you admit. “Most of my stories are from my business.”
… Most of the stories you are willing to talk about anyway.
“Anything particularly excitin’?”
You quirk a brow.
“Aren’t you on guard duty?”
She sticks her tongue out.
“Ah am, but I’m also here, guard duties borin’ tell your lovely goddess a story!”
You pause and think on it.
“Well… I suppose there was the time I broke into the royal armory.”
“In Kyoto?” She asks.
You shake your head.
“No, that one was just a decoy… it was 1868 in Kobe… I got caught in a rather sticky situation so I used some passing french sailors for a distraction.”
She sucks in a breath.
“Oh, don’t tell me...”
You grin.
“What? You wanted a story.”
- - -
“So let me get this straight…” Mind twisting as you try to figure out the story.
“You were insulted by Ganigawara… did nothing, then let Kanako handle it? A direct insult?”
“Ya. for the most part,” she nods, “I gave her a rather… interestin’ arrow to deal with him though.”
You tilt your head curiously. “I figured being a deity that you’d take insults such as that rather personally. I mean, I knew you had just lost a good chunk of your powerbase in the war… but shooting up your house is a bit much.”
She shrugs her shoulders in apparent dismissal.
“I was busy rebuilding’ I just let Kanako handle it by giving her one of my special arrows. I had a kingdom to rebuild, technically mine or not.”
“What kind of arrow was it?” You ask.
“Oh,” she giggles darkly, “one of my favorites!”
“Was made using good iron, along with some particularly delicious substances from a few plants and frogs. The idea was it made every pain receptor on your body light up like a damned new years celebration.” She giggles, apparently remember it fondly.
“Ah used a herb that prevented sleep, blackouts, and any form of painkiller from working either. Best part was as a god he was static, he couldn’t get rid of the damn poison as it affected his very being!”
She smiles.
“Didn’t give ‘em the antidote until he begged for forgiveness a couple weeks later, and sent some of his daughters for political marriage. Was a rather good turn around for a few arrows at my house.”
… Right, don’t tick off the curse goddess.
Change of subject.
“You or Kanako ever get married yourselves?”
“Both have,” she says with a nod. “Though only politically, I’ve done so a couple ah times, never for love. Kanako did once to secure an alliance.”
“Over a millennium and never fell in love?” You ask.
“Ah’ve taken a fancy more than once, it’s how Sanae came to be about after all… though ah’m still not sure from where that actually happened. Beanpole never did.”
She looks towards you curiously.
“Yerself?”
You shrug.
“Not really smart or practical in my line of work.”
You debated a few times… but you never quite knew if you were being hunted, you couldn’t do that to someone else… and you doubt you could protect them if it had come to it. The stay with Amu was the longest it ever was with anybody, and that was over a decade after the fact, and you stayed well away from anything like that.
You pull your thoughts back, turning your gaze over to the slowly filling lake. The water is coming it at a rapid pace, but the sheer size of the empty plot will still make it take some time.
“I don’t imagine too many people were happy adding an extra couple miles of commute to get around the lake when you made it.” You ponder.
“Nah, this isn’t how it happened exactly, we already had the city of Suwa planned out when I put the lake down so a lot of people were settled here already, and with it being on the water it became a good trading town.” She explains.
“Fair enough… how far back are we anyway?”
“Oooh… roun’ bout fourth century.”
“You’ve held up very well for your age.” You smile.
“Flattery will get you everywhere with gods,” she titters, “but it’s about time ta get up, got a’ busy day of work ahead of us both.”
“Morning already?”
She nods.
“Dreams are funny that way, though you’d probably know that more than me.”
With that, it all goes black.
- - -
Your eyes open to reveal the ceiling of the dining room, a quick glance at the clock on the wall showing it to be just a little bit past six in the morning.
You rub the sand out of your eyes as you sit up, stretching the other arm with a groan. Wasn’t a bad dream all things considered. You blink your eyes into focus as you notice something resting on your knee.
“Well hello there,” you murmur as you reach out and grab the spellcard.
You flip it over to reveal a card decorated with golden vines along the edges, in the center are several white snakes looking over an inky blackness.
Below it in golden text is…
Scourge Sign "Mishaguji-sama"
…
Neat.
You pocket it then head off to your section to freshen up for the morning. By the time you return Suwako is already in the kitchen making breakfast while Sanae and Kanako are lounging in the dining room. Kanako already having taken the time to reclaim the couch.
… You wonder if Suwako still has the throne cushion.
You walk past the dining room and stick your head into the kitchen.
“Morning.”
“Morning yerself!” Suwako replies cheerily, looking towards you as she works on some eggs over the stove.
“How’s the return from dreamland?” She asks.
“Ah, good, you remember then! Just an average morning so far.”
“Ya I remember most of it,” she admits. “Was only kinda sorta asleep.”
With a smile you produce the card from your pocket and hand it to her, she grabs it curiously with her free hand, the other moving the eggs around on the skillet with a spatula.
She flips it around to see the front, and her eyes widen as she squeals in excitement.
“Ya got one of mine! Took ya long enough, a fitting tribute to me indeed!”
She steps backwards, a clone forming where she just was to continue working on breakfast as she quite literally drags you out of the dining room.
“Ah wanna see it!”
… Oh, boy do you hope Sanae didn’t hear that.
Suwako drags you out the back door and down the steps towards the arena. It’s quite cold outside, and the arena apparently saw the better half of a snow flurry last night, covered in at least half a foot of snow.
Suwako is unbothered, walking across the top of it like some form of elf, while you in your lesser being are forced to trudge through it.
She stops in the middle then turns on the spot, looking at you excitedly.
…
Well what the boss wants the boss gets.
You hold the card out between your fingers and channel magic into it. There’s a faint tingling sensation running up and down your arm, yet only a surprisingly small amount of magic is drained from you.
With a flash of white it activates, and the space in the middle of the arena turns black with a tar like substance covering the snow. Bursting out of the snow around it are four snakes made of energy. With a loud hiss they shoot a spread of Danmaku into the tar before diving into it. The effect fading immediately after.
So… a trap.
You can work with that.
Suwako grins widely, pointing behind you.
“Hah! Got his working before yours beanpole!”
You glance back to see Kanako standing at the edge of the clearing with her arms crossed.
The goddess to your surprise does not look particularly aggrieved, instead she has adopted a thoughtful expression as she walks towards you both… in the tracks you left behind you note.
“Have you done any further testing with mine?” Kanako asks after stopping in front of you.
You shake your head in the negative. “Haven’t had the opportunity.”
She looks back and raises a hand in the air, with the rustle of brush a pillar comes out of the wood. She rotates it in the air a few times then places it into the snow and dirt in front of you.
You swap to Kanako’s card, holding it with one hand while you place your other on the cool wood.
You pump your magic into it and it does happily drain it… yet once again there is no discernible effect.
You sense for any movement or anything like that… but nothing beyond the drain of magical energy.
You step back with a sigh.
“Still nothing unfortunately. Any ideas?”
“I can command them at will, I have never put much thought into the process.” She says with a shrug.
“Perhaps they need ta be made for him in particular? You hand-made all ah yers.”
Kanako muses on the idea as the pillar floated back into the woods.
“I will look into making one today while the both of you are at the Scarlet’s mansion.”
“Speaking of which,” you being, looking towards Suwako. “Any idea on a more concrete time for our arrival?”
Suwako taps her chin.
“Well ah suppose we can head out after Sanae and Beanpole arrive with the humans, ah can leave some clones behind fer security. I was thinking closer to lunch but there aint much point in waitin’ and Remilia’s usually more agreeable in the mornin’.”
“Sounds like a plan… frees up the afternoon too.” You reply.
- - -
You all head back together and eat a rather nice egg breakfast, you wonder if you should get involved with helping Kanako cook things that are more… palatable. If anything else to bond with someone who has an equal liking of spicy food… even if she doesn’t have much choice in the matter.
Sanae and Kanako leave a short time after to collect the humans, leaving you to your own musings around the temple.
In short order they return and get to work, well, Sanae and the humans get to work. You believe Kanako is going to go find a suitably divine tree.
‘Walk tall and carry a big stick’ has multiple meanings to that goddess.
… Which does make you ponder the possibility of using your staff as a miniature Onbashira at some point.
Either way you meet up with Suwako out front, the goddess hoping on her feet a little in apparent eagerness to get going.
“That excited to meet Remilia?”
“Not really,” she dismisses, pulling out her flight card, “though ah like the area. Just eager ta get it over and done with, that and it’s a good excuse ta get out fer a bit.”
“Fair enough… lead the way.”
You follow her down the mountain and cut a lazy path over the forest.
You fly over it to the east directly towards the lake. It is this morning, as it is every morning, covered in a thick fog concealing everything barring the very edges of the shoreline. Beyond the odd kappa along the edge it is deserted.
Suwako leads you around it and lands on a stone path leading up to the mansion. One you’ve actually never noticed before come to think of it. It goes off into a section of woods and doesn’t appears to actually join the road to the lake at any point… that you can see anyway.
The stone path is finely cobbled, and free of snow, a glance further ahead shows why. Small fairies carrying equally small spades are working in teams to clear the piled snow off the path. They are all dressed in… adorable little maid outfits, and there are at least several dozen of the things flitting about. Standing in front of the gate is a woman you saw previously… though you never got her name.
She’s dressed in the same clothing you saw her in earlier, a fine green dress of chinese make with a green hat on her head. She’s looking directly at you both from the gate, you suppose you didn’t exactly make a stealthy entrance.
Suwako without word or pause starts walking up the path, leaving you to follow. A few fairies offer cheery waves but most just duck out of the way to continue working, either out of a sense of duty… though you aren’t sure how to actually hire a fairy for anything. Or out of a desire to finish and get out of the cold, not that it appears to be bothering the gate guard any.
You both come to a stop in front of her, the woman to your surprise is all smiles.
“Good morning! What brings the Moriya to the Scarlet Devil Mansion?”
Her voice is bright and cheerful, though colored by a surprisingly thick accent of Chinese behind it. It’s completely legible Japanese, but it’s there.
… Then again Remilia apparently spoke french, perhaps she’s an equal opportunity brat.
“Here ta speak to Remilia.” Suwako answers.
“Oh? Do you perhaps intend to fight your way in? Or are you willing to wait for a messenger” She asks, putting a finger to her lip.
An… interesting question to be sure.
“Nah, can ya just send a messenger in?” Suwako thankfully replies.
The woman nods and waves a fairy over, in due order she relays the request and the little fairy speeds off through the gate and into the mansion, little wings beating a furious pace.
The gatekeeper then turns back to you with a smile, causing you to speak.
“I don’t believe we’ve met, I am Ayumu miss…?”
You offer a hand, hey, anyone who is willing to help fight the demon is okay in your book. Even if you don’t particularly like who she works for.
She grabs the offered hand and shakes it readily, the smile widening on her face.
“Hong Meiling, a pleasure.”
You blink, so between the name and the accent.
You clear your throat.
“Nǐ huì shuō Zhōnɡwén mɑ Hong-Xiǎojiě?”
Her eyes widen in surprise before her mouth widens yet further into a toothy grin.
“You speak Mandarin?!” She asks excitedly.
“A bit,” you say with a nod. “It’s unfortunately not a language I have a ton of practice with compared to most, but I know enough to get by.”
“What language don’t ya speak?” Suwako asks, looking at you in a fashion that speaks of amusement and possibly a fair bit of bewilderment.
“Most of them. But I do speak French, German, English, a wee bit of spanish and a smattering of Mandarin Chinese, used to know a bit of Cantonese as well but that’s long gone. Perks of spending so long in the main trade city of the Pacific. Also spent a good chunk of time in Shimoda which helped a great deal.”
“Ah suppose it would, still, never saw much need fer more than Japanese.”
You shrug your shoulders.
“Different lines of work.”
“It’s lovely to hear all the same, I’m afraid it is a dreadfully unrepresented language here in Gensokyo.” Meiling states.
- - -
The fairy returns moments later, the poor thing actually looking fairly winded. Apparently you have your audience, and Meiling opens the gate for you both. She offers another cheery wave before closing it behind you.
The garden is lovely, though rather dead… then again being what she is perhaps she likes it that way. It’s a stone path up to the front door with two paths going off to the left and right into the garden. Fairies are working here as well to move the snow off the plants, all equally dressed in those little maid uniforms.
Interestingly there are larger ones among them as well, Cirno’s size if not a little bigger helping maintain the garden. You suppose the little ones are either younger or just… are that way.
Honestly you can see the perks of a pocket sized house cleaner. A roomba that can think… which could be dangerous actually.
You follow Suwako up to the front steps and pause before the large red double doors.
“Well we gotta mention the fact that the perps are most likely still running ‘round, or we got new ones with similar abilities, anything else come ta mind?” Suwako asks.
Hmm.
Chapter 72: Visiting a Vampire
Chapter Text
“We have to thank her for her help in the last incident... we should probably butter her up as much as possible, she seems a tad... “ You pause on the statement, finding the right word. “Proud.”
“Ah! The traditional art of flattery and bullcrap, ah know it well.” She replies, putting on an affection of a wise old master, “best be careful with that, if she gets too proud it may swing too far in the other direction.”
You nod idly, thinking on what you know of her.
“How long have you known her anyway?” You ask, glancing towards the thick doors that make up the entrance to the estate.
“‘Bout since we started working outside the mountain.” Suwako admits.
“Never really approached her on religious matters, though Sanae was debating it ‘fore we really met her. We met her in passing but to be honest ah never bothered with really visiting the mansion.”
“First time here?” You query.
She shrugs.
“Believe it or not ah rarely have reason to leave the mountain, usually was kept busy there while Kanako handled all the showy stuff. Been remarkably busy lately.” She finishes with a tone you have trouble deciphering. It’s amused yet… melancholic, an odd dichotomy.
“But ta answer yer question yes, this is actually my first time in the mansion itself, I know her patterns from studying her ways back… but never had cause to actually go inside myself.”
“Well I suppose we can enter the spooky vampire house together then, it’ll be like a theme park!” You say with a grin.
She chuckles.
“Ah’m afraid ah’ve never been ta one. Sanae did when she was little as part of a field trip but neither beanpole or I could be away from the shrine fer that long.”
“Give it time, I’m sure one of the shrines will build a ferris wheel or something.” You say thoughtfully… well the view would be magnificent.
Back on track.
“Either way, maybe we could query for any additional details on the manor attack as well, assuming she is willing to share.”
The goddess ponders the thought for a moment then shrugs her shoulders, glancing back towards the snow covered garden.
“Doubt it, she ain't exactly forthcoming either. Some eviler-than-thou routine.” She finally states, eyes still focused on some snowed over hedge.
A trio of fairies are working at it, one is tossing out dead laying branches towards a fairy waiting to catch them, while another is clearing snow off the top with her spade.
“Well, let's tell her what we know, maybe she’ll be agreeable to taking some syrettes too after what happened with her sister. May give us some leverage.”
“Ah’d suggest giving her some either way,” Suwako replies. “Bargaining chip or not… and Remilia being Remilia or not, she’s still a very powerful being, we do not want her ta go berserk. Or anyone else in the mansion for that matter.”
“That I can agree with, I’ve had enough berserk Youkai for the time being, as a sign of good will I’d suggest not keeping what happened with Raiko and… the shapeshifting fox a secret.”
Suwako turns back from the garden to look towards you, then the door.
As she reaches for the door you speak up for one final point.
“Should we tell her about the eight tails?”
Suwako pauses, hand resting against the wood.
“Probably... she has no hand in politics, it wouldn’t hurt us… not in any appreciable way anyhow. Most of the humans tend ta avoid her for obvious reasons and she’s hardly ever ‘round the mountain.”
Turning back she presses forward, the door opening with a sufficiently ominous creak… you wonder if that’s deliberate.
It reveals an entrance corridor, red carpet with gold trimmings run from the front door to another one down the hall. The second door is ornate, made of fine wood with patterns of… bats.
There are windows on either side of the corridor but they are all blacked, no light showing through. Even if they weren’t you can’t imagine they would show anything except the neighboring rooms.
Flitting about the place are more fairy maids, some flying high up to the…
“The ceiling is taller in here than the roof is on the outside.” You say, perhaps a little impressed. You don’t detect any illusions.
“She hangs out with a damned good magician, Patchouli Knowledge.” Suwako replies, “probably some of ‘er handiwork.”
“Bitch to clean I’d imagine.” You mutter, looking up at the teams of fairies dusting the ceiling and hanging chandeliers.
Suwako steps forward again without replying, walking quietly towards the door at the end of the hall. Behind you, the heavy doors of the entrance let out a heavy groan. A loud slam, which echoes up and down the long corridor, tells you that you won’t be leaving easily.
As you pass, you notice the eyes that follow you; dozens of fairy maids watching the two of you intently. Their work lies forgotten, and though none approach, it grows more and more unsettling as you travel further, gaining more spectators with every step until you reach the doors at the end of the corridor.
With a push, these too are opened by Suwako. You know what she is capable of… possibly far more than most, but it’s amusing to see someone that comes up to chest level pushing doors this massive open with one hand.
It opens with a loud creak to reveal a large chamber.
The red carpet continues through the door all the way up a set of central stairs that hide it from further view. The floor, in a change from outside, is not a red carpet, but a fine black and white tile floor.
Low burning lanterns hang from the walls casting the interior in a dim purple-red light. A pair of larger lanterns rest on the edge of the staircase. The staircase rises up to a small plateau that then branches off into two twin staircases to the left and right respectively. Both of which end in a second ‘balcony’ story.
Both on this balcony and on this ground floor are near a dozen doors between them. The largest being above the grand staircase in the center, you’d have to walk up both sets of stairs to get into it.
It’s very aristocratic… and rather out of place compared to everything you’ve seen so far, as at least unlike to Yuuka’s abode this is still within Gensokyo… assuming there isn’t a lake of blood on the mountain that you missed.
As they door opens all the way to rest against stops sticking out of the wall, sounds beyond the groaning of joints reach your ears. The faint sound of… Erhu music?
You glance over to the source of the sound. There in the corner, near invisible in the dim light, and moving so slowly you didn’t pick it out at first is a young woman in a white dress, buttoned at the top then split at the waist to reveal a red skirt underneath. The dress has elegant golden trimming with red edges.
A red ribbon sits tied onto shoulder length blonde hair. In her hands is the instrument you hear. Her hand moves slowly back and forth, bow in hand as she draws music from the instrument. It’s not a jaunty tune, but not a mournful one either. Simply an old song that you don’t recognize.
She plays for a few moments more, then with a last low note draws the performance to a close. For a moment the large rooms is silent as she bows, before a slow, rhythmic clapping pierces the air. With the click and a clack in time with the clapping a familiar figure comes walking down the upper staircase, hands showing their appreciation of the performance as her shoes tap against the tile floor.
Remilia moves down to the plateau then stops in the center of it, staring down at the two of you. A small smile is on her face as her eyes flit between the two of you.
With a giggle she begins speaking.
“Welcome to the court of the Scarlet Devil, you stand before the Lord of the Lake and Mistress of the Night, I am the daughter of Vlad Tepes. Tell me, how have you come to entertain me?”
The words come off easily to her lips, they are impressive titles, though the effect is greatly diminished by her voice and stature. Impressive as the home may be, there is only so intimidating you can be at four feet tall.
… Then again she threw you into and possibly through a brick wall, so it’s all relative.
“We’ve come ta thank you for your cooperation in the incident, ‘pologies for the delay, things have been a touch busy.” Suwako begins, “ah heard you gave the possessed a hell of ah fight.”
Remilia grins, but says nothing.
“We’ve also come with information related to the ongoing incident and the security of your mansion.” Suwako continues.
Remilia tilts her head, the smile still on her face.
“Ongoing incident?” She asks. “I believed the incident with the Inchlings was resolved.”
Suwako shakes her head.
“To an extent,” she confirms, “but we believe there is an enemy about that may pose a danger to the mansion.”
Remilia’s grin stretches, from the small thing of a moment before into a wide smirk, showing off her fangs.
“The Scarlet can take care of themselves, I assure you. If that is all you have come to inform me of I am sad to say you will have to leave just as quickly as you entered, unless you wish to partake in tea perhaps?”
Oh? Aren’t you a pleasant one.
“Tea sounds lovely, yes.” Suwako replies easily. “Course, I was more figurin’ you’d wanna know that the ones that jumped your sister might still be ‘round.”
Suwako then shrugs her shoulders.
“Though if you can take care of yerselves I suppose we can just leave.”
The air stills as Remilia’s eyes narrow.
Then, without another word she turns on the spot, taking steps back towards the staircase.
“Come.” She says simply.
And you both follow.
…
Well at least she’s willing to talk? You honestly didn’t expect that much hostility, figured she’d go for the whole ‘welcome to my lair’ show and put on the affable monster approach. Perhaps she is just a brat after all.
- - -
You follow her up the steps and through the large double doors. Swinging them open reveals another long corridor like the first. Though this time instead of going all the way to the end she takes a quick cut through a door on the right, down another shorter hallway, then out another, and final door.
It reveals a balcony overlooking the eastern guarding and the forest besides. Spread about it are tables with fine furniture. Various potted plants and shelves with fine china make up the decoration, and in due order she leads you to a table in the shade overlooking it all. She sits at it, then gestures for you to do the same.
The second you touch the seat a set of saucers and tea is set in front of you, Sakuya standing besides the table, hands closed in front of her hips as she stands at attention.
Remilia glances up towards the maid, then waves a hand dismissively.
“Go fetch Patchouli. I feel she will wish to be privy to this discussion.”
The maid nods, and with a clicking sound she is once again gone from view… an interesting trick.
She then turns a baleful eye towards the both of you.
“Speak.” she demands, “The princess who attacked my sister remains under the Hakurei’s supervision, correct?”
You shake your head, speaking up for the first time since you’ve arrived.
“Sukuna is under watch yes, but we now know that Seija was working… or at least was contacted by, another party.”
Suwako continues where you left off.
“Ah assume ya know by now that Raiko attacked the village?”
Remilia nods, and you begin preparing your tea. Remilia may have had it served, but the tea you prefer is little more bitter.
“She was under an effect that was nearly identical… if not the same as the mallets magic. Mad, aggressive, with a huge boost to power besides.”
Suwako leans forward in her seat a little, hands clasps as she rests her elbows on the table, looking the vampire dead in the eyes.
“The effect so far has lasted several days, even with being defeated and bein’ under the Hakurei’s watch. We may have yet more berserk youkai in the future.” She finishes.
“That and we have evidence of foxes masquerading as humans in the village,” you supply, stirring your cup, “one jumped me during the attack as well.”
Remilia picks up her teacup and takes a long sip of her drink, eyes staying open as she looks between the two of you.
When she sets it down again she speaks up.
“Do you know who is… was working with Seija specifically?” She asks slowly.
Suwako shakes her head.
“We know it looked like another fox, but we don’t know a name or a physical description… beyond a fox.”
You shoot a careful glance towards Suwako and she nods her head with a slight smile.
“The shrine was also attacked recently… by an eight tailed fox.”
Remilia taps a finger lightly against the teacup.
“So the news you have brought me is that there are more berserk youkai, and the foxes are starting an incident… and are possibly the ones who talked the Inchling into harming my sister, correct?”
“Long and short of it, yes.” Suwako answers.
Remilia pauses, musing over the information.
With the turn of a knob the door you entered originally swings open, entering in first is… a very purple woman in pajamas. Long purple hair with a slightly lighter purple outfit, she walks in holding a book in one hand and a mug of… some brew in the other. Her purple eyes glance over the table with obvious tiredness in them.
Following in behind her is… some form of demon or devil, you can’t really tell which. She’s dressed rather smartly, a business top with a black skirt, it’s on the shorter side revealing long legs clad in stockings. There is a pair of twin wings on the side of her head and sticking out of her back. Long red hair frames a face containing bright red eyes that look up at the table curiously as she closes the the door behind her.
The new arrival wal- no, floats in. She glides across the ground without moving her feet, yawning across the way. The red head moves past to set up a chair besides the table and near the balcony, the floating woman ignoring ceremony to flop onto it.
… Patchouli you imagine, if the magician comment was any indication.
She says nothing, instead opening the book as the redhead goes to fetch a plate of tea, must be some form of assistant or familiar.
You produce a syrette from your pocket, setting it gently on the table.
“Eirin concocted medicine that counteracts the mallets effects, or at the very least is strong enough to tranquilize a particularly berserk elephant. I thought such a thing may interest you in case someone gets the bright idea of attacking.” You smile, “not, of course, that I believe you couldn’t handle yourself, just; gods forbid one of your servants, or family were affected.”
She looks at the offered applicant curiously, then reaches out a hand and grabs it, holding it up to look at it.
“I saw it during the battle, though never witnessed it used.” She says, pocketing the syrette.
You shrug your shoulders.
“Worked rather well against Raiko, if you wish I could bring more by.”
She shakes her head in the negative.
“I will have Patchouli study it, if needed I will send one of my servants by to collect a stock.”
You speak up. “I would warn that they should probably not be used on humans, it is… quite strong by Eirin’s admittance.”
“Hardly an issue I assure you.” Remilia responds.
You feel a tap on your knee and look over to see Suwako.
“Seija’s attack?” She asks.
… Right.
“Shortly after the attack on the temple Sanae and I were attacked as well… by Seija.”
Remilia cocks her head.
“I was wondering how she was found.”
You nod with a grimace.
“She jumped us in the forest outside Youkai Mountain, we won the battle but it was a close thing… and not due to any ability of hers. She had a copy of Yukari’s umbrella… alongside other artifacts we have yet to discern the origin of.”
You wave up an illusion of them all.
“Fortunately it was just a copy, Yukari confirmed as such herself… but unless Seija is alot more crafty than we realised, then someone armed her… and if someone armed her with things like that, then they’re either powerful, or well-prepared.”
The purple woman sits up from her seat to look at the illusion curiously.
She points a finger at the doll, then speaks up for the first time.
“This doll… Alice Margatroid’s?” She queries.
“No, it’s not one of hers, I’m still looking into the source of it. Someone gave her them… most likely the foxes, and was seen recruiting for the ‘revolution’ by local Youkai. As far as I know nobody took her up on it.”
You then wave your hands again, replacing the image of the artifacts with the image of the damaged temple and the Human Village attack.
“Someone attacked the temple and the Human Village at the same time, due to the difference in power levels… and how suicidal attacking the Human Village is it feels safe to assume the attack on the humans was a diversion.”
“Stupid.” The purple woman mutters.
“I agree, but it is what happened and the evidence lines up. Whoever they were believed they could take out Kanako. The obvious correlation is that they attacked due to our involvement in the last incident… which means you or the Tengu may be at risk. They threw an eight tailed fox at us.”
The purple woman glances away from the illusion to look at you.
“These artifacts… do you have any?” She asks calmly.
You shake your head.
“Unfortunately not, Yukari has them at present… Ayumu by the way.”
She tilts her head. “Patchouli Knowledge.”
“We confirmed at least the lantern was a… not common but at least known artifact way back when, caused the wielder to be able to interact with spirits. Seija used it to become practically invincible.”
You wave it up again along with the others, allowing all five illusions to take shape on the temple.
“The umbrella allowed teleportation… which if they have more of could be particularly dangerous. The doll just caused danmaku to home in on it.”
Suwako leans back into her seat, hands folded in her lap.
“If Sukuna was able ta sneak in I’d suggest ya be careful, there may be more… and ones more skilled than a youngling.”
Remilia frowns, then shoots a glance towards Patchouli. You can tell from their body language that they’re pulling off a remarkably quick wordless conversation, but they appear familiar enough with each other that you can’t tell how it’s going.
“I will up the wards,” Patchouli finally speaks, “nothing will get in unless we want them to… except Marisa… she always gets in.” The purple magician sighs.
Oh? Do they know the terror of the random laser witch? Maybe you’ll have to visit for personal reason later; nobody else has seemed willing to commiserate with you about the menace.
“It’s also concerning that whomever had these artifacts gave them to Seija… we’re hoping she stole them; the thought that they were just given away is… disconcerting.”
You conjure up the final illusion, one of the mallet.
“Additionally as far as we know only Inchlings can use this, and it’s in the Hakurei shrine, so how Raiko is affected is anyone’s guess. Perhaps they have found a way to replicate its effects… but we have no idea.”
Suwako picks up.
“Reimu’s already on the lookout, as are we obviously, but we thought it fair ta warn ya.”
“I’ll look into the artifacts…” Patchouli murmurs, “such power is not to be squandered.”
Remilia nods idly, then raises a hand to snap her fingers.
Sakuya appears in an instant, bowing slightly.
“Look for any… leads. If you find any let me know, then the Moriya.”
“Ah take it yer joining the incident again, then?” Suwako asks somewhat hopefully.
“If the ones behind the attack on my domain are still at large, then yes.” Remilia answers.
Well… that’s honestly more than you hoped for.
“Appreciated.” Suwako says with a grin. “Just swing on by for more of the medicine then.”
- - -
You both leave afterwards as Remilia talks with Patchouli and Sakuya, you were rather invited to leave, and not wanting to take any chances both you and Suwako did just that, stepping back inside then making your way through the manor towards the entrance.
“Went surprisingly well.” You admit.
Suwako nods idly.
“Remilia can be a tad… difficult,” she hedges, “but she protects her domain rather well, playing the angle of being the next target wasn’t a bad move.”
“Hopefully she doesn’t get too aggressive either, don’t need her blaming me for this mess.” You mutter.
“Doubt that.” Suwako replies, “We’d kill ya long before she did.”
“It’s strange that I’ve had this conversation twice,” you admit, “but like I told Kanako; Sanae’d probably object to my death.”
The goddess sticks her tongue out cheekily.
“She’d get over it… probably.” Suwako says with a giggle.
“How’s that work anyway? Can you tell if I’m lying and the like?”
Suwako shakes her head.
“Nah… nothing like that, course ya’d be suicidal if ya tried anything now, ya get yer power from us and ah’m a curse god, beanpole’s a war god… would be rather unwise.”
Ah… that’s good then.
You move down the hallway to the front door.
“I wonder what they ended up doing with that castle door,” you ponder. “I forgot to ask.”
“Ah’m sure she keeps it with the rest of her trophies, she’s rather proud like that.”
You chuckle, pushing the door open to reveal the snow covered garden again.
“I noticed, are all vampires like that?” You ask.
“Don’ know,” Suwako admits, “only ever heard of her and her sister, and ah’ve never met her sister.”
“That’s surprising, being a vampire I figured she would have drained quite a few people via sucking their blood by now… though admittedly I have little to no experience with the species.”
Suwako grunts.
“She does drink blood, but humans only turn if ya drain all of it, from what ah could gather anyway. She’s way too small ta drink all of it. It’s how they work in general, but by me and beanpole’s name, it’s hard to find facts with all the stories ‘bout them.”
Wait… that would mean.
“How old is her sister?” You ask.
“Younger than ‘er technically. Why?”
You glance back towards the mansion.
“So someone drained all the blood out of, killed, and turned a ten year old and her younger sister.”
Suwako glances back as well, then turns back towards the path.
“Ah suppose.” She says simply, shrugging.
… Well isn’t that lovely.
You turn away from the mansion back towards the path, changing the subject.
“What are you going to be doing with the rest of your day?” You ask.
Suwako shrugs again.
“Check up on Tenma, ah suppose, then head back to the temple, yerself?”
Good question.
Chapter 73: Life Goals
Chapter Text
“I’m going to head to Akyuu’s to check on her research… I’m a tad late at this point.”
That and it’s finally time to have a conversation you’ve been putting off.
Suwako chuckles.
“Ya’ve been a tad busy lately, sure she’d understand.”
“You’d think,” you murmur, “ but the little one can be quite vengeful when she wants to be.”
“Oho? Speaking from experience?”
You nod your head, idly sticking your hand in your pocket to grab for your flight card again.
“Lets say there was a lot of anti-flea poultices and leave it at that.”
“Ah don’t want to leave it at that, ah kinda want to hear that story.” Suwako replies cheekily.
You sigh dramatically.
“Unfortunately while you may be the best goddess, you aren’t quite the best friend. Only the best of friends get to hear that story.”
Suwako puts a hand to her chest, looking aghast.
“Ya wound me, ah let you into my house and ya besmirch me like this. Is it just the little one? Is there truly no place for me in yer heart?”
“Unfortunately not at this time,” You look at her solemnly, “I am simply too fragile to partake in that kind of risk.”
Suwako gives a sniffle.
“To think, all of ma efforts were fer naught!”
You move to reply when another voice speaks up.
“Are… you two okay?”
You both pause in your dramatics and look over.
Meiling is looking at the two of you with confusion, a few fairies have popped up as well, peeking over hedges or around the gate itself.
“We’re fine,” you reply, straightening up slightly to look over at the gate guard. “Just Moriya Shrine things.”
There’s an elbow in your side shortly afterwards.
…
So THAT’S where she gets it.
- - -
You fly to the village together then split up, Suwako keeps flying off towards the forest to visit the Tengu village while you land on the main road.
Barring a patrol or two the tengu have mostly left the village to its own devices now, though you’d imagine they are on standby if necessary. The people for their part seem to be treating everything as normal now, the farmers bring in the last of their harvest and the merchants hawk their wares.
You keep to yourself and stick to the crowd as you make your way to the center of town. Kokoro is not having a performance today, though the stage is set up. You had assumed it belonged to the buddhists… but as some form of acrobatics show is going on your realise it must be more of a communal thing.
You pass through it all and make your way down the eastern road, still sticking with the crowd until you make it to the Hieda estate. No raccoons this time thankfully.
The grounds are empty, piles of snow showing that the servants already did their work for the morning. The now noonday sun will certainly see to the rest of it… come to think of it you really didn’t miss paper houses in winter.
You step through the gate and up the steps, opening the door to the main room and sticking your head inside. The room is empty, barring a single servant, looking at you as she straightens out a pile of papers.
“Good morning,” stepping in, you put on your best smile, “would you, perhaps, know where Aykuu is?”
- - -
You are back behind the desk towards a part of the estate you have yet to enter. A long porch taking up the entire back end of the building. It overlooks a garden that makes up the rest of the land.
The garden itself is dead and dying, the only thing really standing out is a large cherry tree… with a shrine in front of it.
Running besides is a small stream and bridge crossing, with one of those old deer scares still running besides it. The gentle tap of it every few minutes as it fills with water is an addition to the sound of the village around you… and the sound of writing besides you.
Sitting with her legs off the porch and rather bundled up is Akyuu. She’s scribbling into a notebook with one hand, the book balanced on her lap. The other is occupied by a plate of kebabs she is idly munching on.
She looks up as you enter.
“Morning Akyuu.” You greet warmly.
She frowns and moves to cover the food.
You tilt your head.
“What?”
She frowns.
“Food and my company is for people who aren’t late!” She says accusingly.
You shake your head.
“My apologies… I’ve been busy lately, things have been rather nuts.”
The frown lessens.
“Did someone try to kill you?” She asks.
“Not recently, been almost peaceful lately in fact.”
Her eyes narrow, searching your face for any hint of deceit or lies… not that she could if you were.
They search for a few more moments before she lets out a deep sigh, sitting back up normally again. She plucks a kebab and offers it to you, which you accept and sit down besides her.
“So how goes the research?” You ask.
She closes the notebook and produces another from a pocket… flipping it open. Kebab sticking out of her mouth as she goes over what she wrote down.
“I managed to find some things out about that lantern.” She starts.
You raise a hand.
“I visited Yuyuko who told me what they were, though we have no source for them.”
She gives you a curious look but continues.
“They are antiques, I could only find one in the village in the museum. It’s under the supervision by Keine along with the rest of the artifacts and has never left storage.” She explains.
“So either they have their own source… or Keine.”
She shakes her head vehemently.
“Keine puts the safety of the village beyond anything else, if they attacked the village she would never condone it. It wouldn’t fit the other two artifacts either.”
“Any luck on those?” You ask.
She flips a page in the notebook and nods.
“The doll I’ve had one possible lead on… one Futaba Fukuda. Puppeteer on the west side of the village, she mostly keeps to herself. I haven’t approached her yet but the evidences of her work I could find match what you showed me.”
Alright… that would be worth looking into, though if she’s working for the attackers it may not be wise to go alone.
“How’d you find that out?” You ask.
“I asked,” she explains. “Had one of my servants ask about puppeteers in the village and she returned with two people and examples of their work, only Futaba’s fit.”
“I assume you have an address then?”
She smiles and hands you a slip of paper, it’s a hand drawn map of the western edge of town. One building in particular is circled… in what you could call the slum if you were feeling kind.
You suppose you can’t be one to judge, still, probably not going alone.
“Appreciated, now for the particularly worrisome one?”
She nods again then flips a page in the notebook.
“Right… the copy of Yukari’s umbrella, I’ve looked into quite heavily as it is more than a little concerning.”
She clears her throat then starts speaking.
“Keine was a dead end, as was Kosuzu, so I started looking into the history books.”
“Any luck?”
She adopts a pained expression, before handing you the notebook.
You grab it and look over the page, it’s names crossed out, Kosuzu and Keine at the top, then about half a dozen more down below along with various book titles.
“I’ve checked several sources at this point, and had my servants question several people, no luck on the umbrella copy. I’m starting to wonder if it is just an enchantment at this point.” She says with exasperation.
“I wondered that myself,” you admit. “But Yukari said it was a copy… whatever that means.”
Though back at the Netherworld visit…
“Yuyuko said that Yukari’s umbrella is just that, so she might have meant perhaps that it was a cheap copy of her powers? Not necessarily something belonging to hers?”
“A possibility, there are plenty of species that can do enchantments, humans and otherwise. But that would also widen the search considerably... if we could study the object itself we could look more into it.”
You click your tongue.
“Unfortunately Yukari has them all at the moment, I still haven’t heard back from her.”
… May be worth trying to get ahold of her at some point.
“Either way, that crosses a few things off the list, I appreciate it.”
She smiles, grabbing the notebook back and putting it away. She then makes herself comfortable and grabs the last of the kebabs.
“Anything else?” She asks.
You pause, looking around for a moment as you think, and try to put your thoughts into the right words.
“Yes.” You say after a moment, looking at her carefully.
You can still remember when she died, and she looks the same now as she did then. A few less lines around the cheeks, and maybe just a little taller, but undeniably Akyuu. She had told you about how she would reincarnate, but you had never found her again. Eventually you had gone back to Tokyo, leaving an empty house, and some flowers on a grave.
Eventually you had assumed that she was lying to make you feel better, so to say it was a pleasant surprise to find her again in Gensokyo is an understatement, she’s the only person left.
“I’m owed a boon by Yukari… and am a direct servant to actual gods.” You take a deep breath, “Is there anything I could do to help with your lifespan?”
Her chewing slows until it comes to a complete stop, eyes widening. She gingerly sets down the kebab back onto the plate, before sighing deeply.
“I don’t know.” She admits.
She gestures over to the shrine in her garden next to the cherry tree, directing your attention to both the shrine, and the fresh incense in it. You can see the trails of smoke off the freshly lit sticks, and if you focus, you can smell it on Akyuu too.
“I pray to Iwanagahime in the hopes of extending it, but that only goes so far. I have, at most, a decade to go at present,” she leans over, enveloping herself in your warmth, and out of deep-set habit you release your transformation, blanketing her from the crisp air with your tails, “but to be honest, it doesn’t bother me as much as it used to. People here are long lived, if I reincarnate it wouldn’t be so bad anymore. I’d meet new people, make new friends, just like I always have, but I wouldn’t have to leave anyone behind, like you and Kosuzu.”
She looks down at herself.
“Though… the ability to have a normal life is tempting. It wouldn’t be something I would ever be against, I live a life of luxury, but I will never have a family or a normal life as I am.”
She then finally looks up at you with a small smile.
“I… I wouldn’t accept it from Yukari.” she decides, shifting her feet into the cocoon of tails around her, “But if you could ask the gods about it? Maybe about Iwanagahime as well?”
You never heard any mention of that goddess around the shrine, but by now you know better than to assume you know what the land around the mountain looks like.
You reach over to wrap your arm around her shoulders.
“Of course I can.”
You pat her head idly as you watch the snow start to fall down again, remembering times past by. Both in the Amu of the past, and the Akyuu of now. You suppose at least some things will never change.
Chapter 74: Field of Flowers
Chapter Text
You look past the buildings, eyes scanning as if you could see the fields from this deep inside the village. You can’t of course, but that is still probably your best destination for now. She tried to warn you of… something, so that has to count for something.
And she was rather pleasant, lake of blood besides.
...You know you used to have standards, you think you left them back on the train.
You stick your hand in your pockets and push back into the crowd… this time if there are any ‘surprises’ you’ll just fly over them out of the town. Don’t need anymore friends at present, at least, not the kind that the Tanuki would prove to be. You don’t have anything against the species, but that doesn’t necessarily apply in reverse.
You make it through the throngs of people out toward the center of town, then through that and out the front gate. The field of flowers is off in the distance to the north, and with a kick against the ground you take off into the air.
The wind is biting, apparently it’s only gotten colder as the day progressed. You suppose your earlier question about Gensokyo having seasons can be put completely to rest… which also means the joy of sweltering summer in paper houses. At least you shacked up with the group that has air conditioning.
You fly a high path, best to keep a watch out for anything that might take offense to you being about. You still stay well below the clouds however, lest you risk attack from the opposite direction. Any worries however are unfounded as you fly past the mansion and approach the edge of the flower field.
Golden sunflowers stretch across a wide and expansive field. It goes on for at least several hundred meters in each direction. Between each row is an irrigation ditch full of clean, clear, and miraculously unfrozen, water. Sunflowers only grow in summer to fall… so there is probably a little bit of magic going on here.
In the dead center of it all is a two story house made of wood with a red tiled roof, a stone path leads from it through the flower field. Smoke rises from a chimney on the roof. Around it is a smaller fenced off garden, similar to the one in the dream though less expensive… and truth be told the house is different all together. Still well made however you note.
The fields rustle here and there as fairies and other smaller youkai move through it, either exploring or playing. There’s quite a decent amount of them, flitting into and out of sight.
You slow down and land on the stone path leading up to the house. It’s not like the rough cobble you see around either, it’s white stone pressed together with a red brick border leading up the house. In this kind of place it would cost a fortune, and is nearly pristine as well you note.
You take a moment to look at the flowers lining the path, feeling the leaves. They’re definitely real, and exceptionally vibra- OW!
You rub your hand, looking at the fairy who rammed full speed into the base of your wrist. He’s dazed, but holding firm, arms spread out and meeting your gaze. You take a step to the side, and he follows, staying between you and the sunflower.
Another Fairy appears, possibly the firsts playmate and without words seems to pick up on the situation. She joins the first, standing between you and the sunflower. You aren’t sure what’s happening, but they only seem to want to keep your from the flower, so you dismiss them and move on.
Time to see what Miss Kazami is like outside of dreamland.
You walk up the path and through the open gate leading to the yard, the fairies letting you go. A set of stepping stones deviate from the path and lead towards the front door. You follow them and walk up to the door. With a gentle rap you knock on it three times, then wait.
You listen intently, the only sound inside is that of a crackling fire and a faint repetetive creaking. It slows to a stop, and you hear the faint sounds of shoes clacking against a wooden floor.
The knob turns, and then it is open. Standing there is…
Kazami Yuuka.
She’s dressed in the same outfit as before, though now it is covered with a long white apron, a pair of white gardeners gloves stick out of the front pocket. That, as you glance upwards isn’t the only thing that is different, her hair is cut short down to her shoulders, her eyes dance with curiosity and mirth as she sees you.
A smile breaks across her face, and she speaks up before you do.
“Well, good afternoon~”
Her voice has a similar aspect to it in the dream, and the same aspect you’ve noted Kanako’s has had at times. It’s light, with a touch of a lilt at the end, yet every syllable thrums with power. Not necessarily danger, just the lacing of strength itself in the words. You could do the same thing, just you’d have to consciously put effort into it. Yet as you take in the situation you detect no malice.
She continues.
“I hadn’t expected you for quite some time, if at all truly. Few make the journey to my abode.”
You smile back.
“I don’t see why I wouldn’t, you were one of the few to seek me out, and I was not lying before when I said this place is… breathtaking really. Even more so up close. Why wouldn’t I visit?”
Her smile softens a little, and you swear you see an actual twinkle in her eye for the briefest of moments.
“Why indeed~”
She steps to the side, revealing the interior of the house. Wooden floors like you heard, though very finely cut, not in any way rough.
Against the wall is a stone fireplace burning, the pops and crackles of the wood setting giving the entire interior a certain rustic charm. To the left is a kitchen, decidedly last century but functional. While to the right is a large living space with two rocking chairs, likely the source of the creaking from earlier. Around it are shelves with various knick knacks and memories.
Past that in the back right corner is an extension of sorts, a little octagonal space surrounded by windows. Sitting in the middle of it is a small round table with chairs, a place to dine while looking over the garden you suppose.
“Prithee enter.”
You accept the invitation and walk past, the floor creaking slightly under your feet. Your nose is titillated the moment you enter, the sweet scent of flowers and the delicious smell of… baked goods?
Your eyes dart over to a wood burning stove, the front door is open and sitting on the racks are two trays of freshly baked bread.
Yuuka apparently notices your wandering eyes, and she speaks up besides you.
“The airlings help keep mice and other… pests out of the garden for me, in exchange they can stay and play here. I sometimes give them bread and the like… though I also do enjoy baking.”
“A fine hobby, I’ve had a disappointing lack of time to cook myself since I have arrived.”
She moves past you to check on the oven.
“Please, take a seat~”
You glance back towards the living area and take the rightmost chair, watching her curiously as she pulls the pan out of the oven. The heat is visible even from here… and you watch in curiosity as she handles it barehanded.
She sets it off to the side then moves over to the other rocking chair, she takes a seat on it and crosses her legs at the ankles. Looking at you with the same small smile on her face.
“So tell me, how IS the Moriya Shrine lately?” She asks. “I cannot remember honestly the last time I visited.”
You rock the chair a little, thinking on the question.
“Fine for the most part, seeking out some opportunities at present. If you want to visit we are always available.”
You wonder if she would know… or care about the ongoing incident.
“Were you there when the Human Village was attacked?” You ask.
“Beshrew me I wasn’t,” she says with a frown. “I saw it, but by the time I arrived to investigate the bawd had been dealt with.”
“It was quite a fight, I take it you weren’t part of the previous incident? Double Dealing Character?”
She shakes her head, eyes filled with mirth as she answers.
“I think thou wouldst find that I tend to my garden above all things, I haven’t been involved in a true incident for a half decade.”
You chuckle, thinking back on the past few… weeks.
“I envy that ability, seems I’ve been going from one crisis to the next recently. But what’s a move without a few adventures. Tell me, if you don’t mind me asking, how long have you been in Gensokyo yourself?”
She blinks, then glances out the window somewhat wistfully.
“Oh… ‘twas more moons that most can count.”
She then turns towards you, a more neutral expression on her features.
“Let's just say it predates the mistresse's little experiment.”
There’s a certain… inflection on the word ‘mistress’. It’s like a hiss, if a hiss could growl. Not a fan of Yukari then? She does seem to have a gift for inconveniencing people. At least you can only assume she is talking about Yukari anyway.
You tilt your head.
“Fair enough, though if you don’t mind me asking, you mentioned a warning a few nights back?”
She blinks curiously.
“Warning?” She asks, sounding curious.
You look at her oddly, then mimic what she said before.
“Prithee careful not to be taken by idle distraction and know the greatest threat may not be beast at all.”
She tilts her head then her eyes widen and she giggles behind her hand.
“Oh that, how ridiculous! Well, that would ruin the entire idea behind it, perhaps you needn’t worry~”
That… isn’t how warnings work.
“Well, if it hasn’t happened already would you let me know if it did at some point?”
She giggles again.
“I shall think about it.”
She then crosses her ankles back the other way.
"Remembering back to the dream yes, tell me, have you had any more since?" She asks.
You lean back in the seat, nodding.
"A fair few." You respond.
"Any luck perchance looking into it? Or those figures of thees? I could call it, but not interact as such."
You shake your head.
"Unfortunately no luck, they seem to be more lively lately, but I haven't been able to really communicate with any of them?"
She blinks.
"Fascinating, I certainly have none in my realm, and tell me, what of thou's magical reserves?"
You flex your hand experimentally, fox fire coming out.
"I'm back up to multiple tails, don't know when I'll be capped but it shouldn't be very long at this rate. It was already fast before I started serving the goddesses more directly."
She smiles.
"I had heard, congratulations by the way. But alas, please do let me know if you establish something more with the figures, I am most curious. While it wasn't particularly intensive to drag one over... and I have yet to discern the source as I stated. It was quite complicated. Most curious."
She then shakes her head.
“But t’is noth of that. Tell me, what do thee know of flowers?”
You tilt your head at the question.
“I’m afraid I’m not much of a gardener myself, I know how to farm and tend to land well enough, but I could hardly be called a botanist.”
She smiles again, leaning forward a little.
“Farming? Tell me, what kind?”
You shrug your shoulders.
“Well, despite how I look I’m decently old, old enough to remember the days when damn near everyone was a subsistence farmer. I’ve forgotten most of it, but I still know how to do it. At that mostly rice and soybeans. Sadly no experience with flowers.”
The smile droops a little.
“Unfortunate.”
You tap your foot against the ground, thinking back.
“I knew a florist in Tokyo, made some breathtaking displays for the wealthier clientele. I could talk about some of her designs in your want?”
She taps her foot against the ground as well, showing signs of excitement.
“Please?”
- - -
You smile and wave at Yuuka who is watching you leave from the doorway. Apparently you gave her the idea for a new design, while she is the foremost expert in actually growing flowers around here… she was apparently rather behind in the times in the realm of bouqueting.
Not that you know much about them yourself, but you shared what little Naru had showed you. To be honest while pomander bouquets WERE lovely. You usually used them to hide things when illusions wouldn’t quite cut it.
Still, as Yuuka turns around with the freshly made ball of sunflower petals on her hip you can’t help but feel like at the very least you can check that one off your list. You aren’t sure in what manner she could ever help you, but she’s a pleasant enough woman.
Everyone is seemingly terrified of the woman, and you are sure there is a story behind that… lake. But she has yet to be anything but pleasant to you, odd ominous warnings notwithstanding. Hopefully that warning was about that little fox taking a chunk out of your side, not something worse.
You take off once you reach the edge of the field and take a flight towards the shrine, thinking about what to do once you get there.
Chapter 75: Marionette
Chapter Text
You finish your plan just as you crest the top of the mountain. It’ll be a busy evening… and with luck a peaceful one. To your relief the forest is still in one piece, and from a distance it didn’t appear that the Tengu Village was on fire… so either there wasn’t a fight or Suwako held back a little.
You land before the gate to see work was done at a good pace today, the fence is complete for the most part barring some paint damage. All but one or two of the buildings are fully repaired as well, there’s more minor and miscellaneous damage scattered about, but that’s what you and Sanae are for. You should only need the builders around for another day to finish up, assuming you and Sanae won’t just have to handle the last bits by yourselves. If nothing else, then they at least give a faith boost to the goddesses. It’s a warm, golden feeling in your chest, and if you focus, you can feel your energy refilling as the feeling spreads.
The humans and Sanae are finishing up a building, one of the ones that had been kept empty for the most part. Kanako is standing off near the new arena watching them, a small smile on her face as she watches the proceedings. While on the roof is Suwako, whether real or a clone you can’t tell at first glance.
The question is quickly answered however, as she hops down from the roof towards you; she moves with a lively energy that her clones lack. Kanako walks over as well in short order.
They both stop in front of you, Suwako smiling… and looking a bit more dirty than she was the last time you saw her. Neither of the two are injured, but both appear a little roughed up, and Kanako is looking decidedly more calm as she speaks up.
“You have returned,” you can almost hear some happiness, “did you discover anything of worth?”
You nod, glancing over to Sanae, who is helping the human workers with the final details of their building..
“Can we take it inside? We have a lead to tackle, and Sanae should know as well.”
Kanako’s eyes flit over to Sanae, then she nods slightly.
“Go fetch Sanae, we shall be in the dining room.”
Kanako turns back around and starts walking towards the temple, Suwako following after with a cheery wave.
You head over to the ongoing constructions. They’re wrapping up, and the workers seem a little more rushed to finish quickly. You don’t blame them; as it nears five in the evening the sun starts to set, and when you’re this high up on a cloudless day, the light barely spends half as long in the oranges and reds that warn you of impending darkness.
You approach the edge of the work area, Sanae and a few humans heads turning up curiously as you approach. The humans turn away quickly, getting back to work, but Sanae smiles at your approach and you beckon her over.
She carefully unloads the lumber she was hoisting on another man, the poor gentlemen nearly tumbling over from the weight of it… yeah, the girl is surprisingly strong. Though she is related to gods, so that may be a slight advantage… she lacks any true sign of the divinity they have, but the healing abilities are a literal godsend.
“You're alive!” She says cheerily, “Suwako has suggested as such, but I still had my doubts.”
You shrug your shoulders.
“Despite my best efforts, yes, I survived,” you grin, “but, more importantly, I believe I have a lead, can you pop inside for a bit? The goddesses are already there.”
She swivels her head towards the temple then back towards her work. The humans currently helping the poor man by taking the lumber she had dumped onto him in teams.
She then starts walking towards the temple, talking as she moves.
“I suppose I have time, we are just finishing up. We still need a few boards sized for tomorrow, but they can do that without me.”
You move besides her.
“Think you’ll have it all finished tomorrow?”
She shakes her head in the negative, looking at the ground still pock marked in places.
“Unfortunately not, all the structures will be done for the most part, but we will both need to work for some of the smaller bits.” She explains.
“Well hopefully we’ll have some people brave enough to come up the mountain on their own soon enough.” You respond.
Sanae twists her lip, thinking on it.
“Well, we used to have people coming up quite a bit before the Underground incident. I wouldn’t feel safe as long as this incident is ongoing though.” She responds.
“Could always do tengu patrols,” you suggest, “but you’re right; It’s probably for the best we wait, ignoring danger like this has never ended well.”
She moves up the steps, kicking off her shoes as she steps inside the structure. You do the same and follow inside.
The poor girl is rather filthy from working all day, if you do end up going after that lead tonight she’ll probably have to take a quick shower. That or have you illusion her ‘fresh,’ though that won’t keep her from feeling like a dirt-clod.
You both walk together through the shrine and enter into the dining room, finding Suwako relaxing at the table and Kanako having taken her spot on the thro- couch.
You slide the door shut behind you as Sanae plops down as well next to Suwako, groaning as she relaxes, probably for the first time since lunch.
“I got some more information today and a good lead.” You start, then glance over to Suwako. “How did the Tenma visit go by the way?”
She chuckles.
“She wanted ta discuss gettin’ a specialized charm, then she wanted a duel in the arena.”
“Do they need a new arena?” You ask.
She grins cheekily.
“Ah don’t do collateral damage like beanpole.”
You quirk a brow.
“Well, don’t feel too bad about it,” you console her, “I’ve fought the giant snake, and it does more than enough collateral damage.”
Her grin turns a touch more evil.
“Tenma challenged me to a melee bout, didn’t even use spellcards.”
“Ah, do we need a new Tenma?”
She giggles and waves a hand.
“She’s fine, she wanted it after all.”
Tenma may have regretted that decision… though to be fair she fought Kanako originally. You aren’t quite sure if she thought Suwako would be easier, or if she was trying to complete the set of god beatdowns. It may just be an honor thing; never let yourself get beaten by just one part of a team.
“I take it ya got yer lead at the Hieda’s?” She asks.
You nod, pulling out the map and laying it on the table, the three of them looking at it curiously.
“Futaba,” you begin. “Local puppeteer, work matches that which Seija was using. If we are lucky it’ll be the same and we can get figuring out who or what armed our enemy. I figured the best time to hit it would be tonight if possible, everyone is here and they may not realize we are on to them."
You point off the map, roughly were Keine's school is.
"Could also try to get Keine involved, she wouldn’t care about Futaba, if she’s involved in the attack on the village, and any sign of us working with the village leaders is a good thing.”
Kanako picks up the map, looking it over.
“Anything on the other leads?” Sanae asks.
You frown.
“Unfortunately not, the umbrella is still a complete dead end. Only lead I have left is Rinnosuke, and I don’t know how much that can tell me. Though I’ve yet to meet with the man. Same on the lantern, there is only one in the village and it is under Keine’s watch.”
“Ah’ll take anythin’ we can get at this point.” Suwako murmurs.
Kanako lowers the map again.
“We can go after we drop off the humans, all of us. If this is a trap I do not wish for us to be split up.”
You quirk a brow.
“While I am not disagreeing with paranoia regarding this lead, are you having suspicions on the Hieda?” You ask carefully.
“None,” she replies. “But our foe was brazen enough to attack the Human Village to get to us. I would seek to tip the scales in our favor no matter the circumstance, if they choose to be brazen… allow us to be even more so.”
“Ah got no problems with that, ah can leave clones to watch the shrine if somethin’ goes wrong, and if it blows up again, we can rebuild it for even more faith!” Suwako says cheekily.
… Let's not and say we did.
She then turns to look at you curiously.
“Anythin’ else ‘sides the Hieda?”
“Yeah, after that I went and visited Yuuka. Didn’t really learn anything but she was pleasant enough. Talked a bit about the dreams, then wandered into flower arrangements. Pleasant woman all around.”
You could hear a pin drop as all three stare at you. Suwako’s stare is worry tinged with surprise, Kanako with just surprised, and Sanae is just staring through you, occasionally twitching.
“Ya went to ‘er house?” Suwako asks for confirmation.
You shrug your shoulders.
“I was invited, and she was a pleasant enough host.”
You feel a pat on your head and glance over to see Sanae staring at you with narrowed eyes. Her right hand is up and is placed against your temple.
“Yes? Can I help you?”
She narrows her eyes further.
“I’m seeing if I can cure stupid.”
You bat the hand away.
“I was invited, I figured it would be more dangerous to never show up… she is one of the few who was truly active in a dream and besides…”
You smile.
“She was pleasant and hasn’t attacked me, that’s quite a lot to say these days to be honest.”
You change the subject, looking over to Suwako.
“Do you have that necklace finished? May come in handy tonight.”
She shakes her head.
“‘Fraid not, but ah could have it done in ‘bout an hour. Not real complicated work, though keep in mind it’d only see fox shapeshiftin’ and only if they do it the same way you do.”
“That works.” You reply.
“Any other discoveries or events today?” Kanako asks.
You think back… well… yes you suppose.
“One, but I would ask to speak to the two of you alone.” You state, pointing to the two goddesses.
“Sanae, ya can go give the workers the final instructions then freshen up.” Suwako asks.
Sanae acquiesces, leaving the room, though she just look back curiously as the door closes.
“Whatcha got?” Suwako asks, “need the room silent?”
“No… just a question. Do either of you two know Iwanagahime?”
Suwako blinks in surprise, while Kanako leans forward a little.
“That is a mountain god, why do you enquire about her?” Kanako asks.
You breath in, wondering about how best to word this.
“Do you know how Akyuu works? Her reincarnation?”
Kanako nods.
“I am familiar yes, we spoke in the past. She reincarnates with enough time each cycle to finish their history chronicles. It has been that way for over a millenia.”
“That would be the case,” you answer. “I’ve known her for over a century at this point… she is very dear to me.”
You pause, thinking back a little before refocusing.
“She will never be ‘normal’ but she would like to seek a way to have at least one normal life, have a family, live.”
You look up at the goddesses.
"She prays to Iwanagahime in the hopes of prolonging her life. She was hoping that we could arrange a meeting, or failing that if you would know a way?” You ask hopefully.
They both glance at each other, a mental conversation taking place.
It finishes moments later, Suwako speaking up.
“We’d need ta speak to Akyuu, but if she wants ta speak to Iwanagahime we know where she is, never really worked with ‘er though.” She explains.
“I’m afraid we cannot assist in extending her life ourselves,” Kanako adds, “interfering with another god’s machinations wouldn’t end well.”
You nod.
“That is more than enough… thank you.”
Suwako smiles and hops up from her sitting position.
“If that’s everythin’ then I’ll go work on the necklace!”
She steps out, leaving you with Kanako. She pushes herself off the couch just as quickly.
“Come,” she heads to the door, “the Onbashira is ready.” She says simply, though you notice a certain rapidity to her steps. Excited to level the balance again?
She steps through the door and you follow, through the hallway and out the backdoor and into the backyard. She leads you down the steps and into the arena, no time for sparring this evening, really… not that she couldn’t tar and feather you quickly enough. It’s probably more about limiting any possible collateral damage.
You move through the grounds until she stops in the center, a single Onbashira sticking into the ground. An enclosing rope is tied around the top, the same kind on the front of the shrine and that she uses to bun her hair… and carries behind her in combat at times.
Below it is a small golden image of a fox… cute touch.
She looks it over a moment, then nods and steps aside, leaving it to you.
You draw the card from your pocket, concentrating on the Onbashira in front of you. With a sigh you release your magical energy, allowing the card to siphon it greedily. At least unlike before it isn’t a massive fraction of your reserves… these few days of rest have shown how fast you recharge now.
The card glows, enough to briefly light you and Kanako up like a flare had gone off. Then…
Nothing happens.
…
At first.
With a twitch and a shake the Onbashira stirs slightly. The rope along the top stirs, the charms hanging from it swinging from the slight but frequent movements.
“Think of where you want it to be, and it will listen.” Kanako supplies.
You do so.
You imagine it floating several feet above the ground, twisting slightly through the air, and to your delight. It listens.
It lifts out of the ground, then spins over and over in the air above your heads.
Kanako looks up at it with a wide grin.
“Fine work Ayumu, fine work indeed. You now have a working spellcard of the true ‘best goddess’ as it was.”
You pause, glancing over at her furtively.
“You uh, you heard about that one huh?”
She grins wider, looking away from the Onbashira to look at you.
“Indeed, but feel no worry servant, you are allowed to be wrong, and besides…”
There’s a dangerous glint in her eyes as she turns around to walk towards the main shrine.
“She’s not training with you in the morning~”
… She nearly sang.. Kanako never does that. The Onbashira falls back into the dirt as you lose focus.
Oh, tomorrow will be awful if you don’t die today.
- - -
You head back to your room to get some extra syrettes, enough for everybody… don’t want to take any chances. Then you pop into the shower… might as well be as presentable as possible. That and there isn’t exactly a waterbill… you think.
The running theory you have is there is a series of gears underneath the temple that work off of a form of perpetual motion. Basically every time Kanako or Suwako do something egotistical it feeds off of it like a solar panel array. This in turns creates heat and energy for the shrine, with no risk of ever running out.
Or kappa shenanigans.
Really you prefer the first theory.
You get redressed and step back outside, the humans are all relaxing near the front gate, enjoying the view. Sanae has probably slipped inside to clean up herself. Kanako has taken over watching duties, looking over the grounds while Suwako is inside working.
You wander back into the dining room and kill time, you don’t have to particularly long however, in short time Suwako pops her head in and quite literally throws a beaded necklace at you.
You catch it, looking at it curiously as she hops into the room.
Old fashioned for sure, a string with beads running along the length. There’s a clasp holding it together in the shape of a frog and snake. It’s not very bulky thankfully.
“Basic idea is that it reacts ta fox magic like that. It’ll vibrate a little whenever there is shapeshiftin’ magic about.” She explains.
“Wouldn’t it go off every time I shapeshift then?” You ask.
She shakes her head.
“Nah, I set it to have a minimum range on the enchantment, ‘bout a foot or so. Else it’d drive ya batty… aint ya shifted right now anyway?”
“To hide my ears and tails yes,” you reply. “Force of habit more than anything else at this point, that and most furniture doesn’t play nicely with them.”
She giggles and hops onto the couch, changing the channel on the television.
You kill some time quietly watching the television until Sanae shows up. Looking remarkably refreshed in a spare set of clothes, she is ready to go, and you follow her outside. Kanako and Sanae collect the humans, then you all load up on the tram together… it’s rather cramped with everyone in there, and you spend the trip in fox form, curled around Sanae’s lap.
It’s a close formation once you hit the ground, Suwako and yourself in the back, Kanako and Sanae out front. To your surprise and amusement the humans don’t seem especially worried about the forest, though that may be due to the sheer amount of firepower around them.
It still definitely takes time however, by the time you reach the human village it is already well past twilight, the torches of the village provided the only light beyond the faint glimpses of the moon.
“So, see if Keine wants to come along, might as well work with the authorities. Do you want to hide for this?” You ask, looking towards Suwako and Kanako.
“May give us the element of surprise… but it would show us working with Keine… who is rather more well regarded than we are it seems." You finish.
“Ah can, Kanako doesn’t really do the whole hidin’ thing though.” Suwako replies.
Kanako grunts, looking over the night-time crowd. Humans out drinking and being rowdy, with the odd peaceful youkai here and there.
It certainly has a lively nightlife, then again… the humans and other residents that live here don’t exactly have much where else to go for such a thing, so it’s a bit of a one-stop-shop as it were.
You move through the village, Suwako changing into frog form to hop into one of Sanae’s pockets. Kanako stays her usual regal self, you suppose being mini was already embarrassing enough for the proud goddess… still, turning into a snake or the like could be a useful trick.
You move together, passing down the street and through the center of town. Rowdy but manageable… you’d imagine people have been celebrating a bit less since the attack, but as you see the singing and the dancing you realise these people don’t take very long to get back at it.
You cut to the left and head towards the school, the children have been sent home as to be expected… but faint lights in the windows give hope that Keine is still in.
You walk up and find the door unlocked, slipping inside quietly. Taking the first left you walk down the hallway until you reach Keine’s door.
Sanae reaches up to knock on it then stands aside.
You hear the shuffling of paper then Keine’s voice calls out.
“It’s open Mokou!”
You glance at Sanae who shrugs and opens the door, revealing Keine working at her desk. A lantern lighting it as she works over some papers. A pair of reading glasses rests on her nose as she scratches at the paper. At your silence she glances up, words dying on her lips as she looks at the three of you.
She squints as if not quite believing what she’s seeing in the faint lantern light.
You offer a wave and step inside.
- - -
“So let me get this straight.” She says with a sigh, “You believe you found one of the collaborators of the attack… and want me to come along for legitimacy?”
Suwako smiles.
“That’d be correct yes, figurin’ as yer the village guardian an all ya wouldn’t want us potentially startin’ a fight. ‘Specially now.”
Keine pulls off her glasses, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
“No… no I wouldn’t.”
“Do you know Futaba?” You ask.
She nods, pushing herself up from the desk.
“Vaguely, she mostly keeps to herself. She used to do some performances in the square but that was mostly taken over by Alice… that and most people found her creepy.”
"Anything else?” Sanae asks, “history in incidents or anything like that?”
“I’m afraid not, just a puppeteer, former human turned magician.”
She moves towards the door and stops, you following her gaze to see the door all the way open and… Mokou leaning against it?
… Apparently she managed to sneak in here.
“We gonna go fight somethin’?” Mokou asks, a grin on her face.
Keine walks through the door.
“Checking up on Futaba, she may have had something to do with the attack on the village.”
She points a finger at Mokou, an inch or so away from the woman’s nose.
“You can come but no starting any fires in the Human Village, they’ve already had enough of that.”
Mokou grunts.
“Never let me have any fun.” Mokou mock whines.
“It’s precisely what you see as fun that I’m worried about.”
Keine then moves down the hallway out of sight, Mokou looks at you all curiously then pushes off the frame, following after the teacher.
You all follow shortly afterwards, stepping out into the night with Keine and Mokou waiting near the front gate. You lean over to Sanae as you exit the building.
“If I detect any shapeshifters I’ll mention Gundam.”
Sanae giggles despite herself.
“Truly the most stealthy of code phrases.”
You chuckle yourself.
“I don’t see you coming up with any better ideas.”
You’d follow the map but it seems Keine knows the route, it’s a little bit further west, then she cuts through the alleys into the… well let's call it the seedier part of town. More cramped, buildings more ramshackle, the humans a bit less clean and… less friendly. Sanae for her part drifts closer to her mother on instinct.
… You seriously doubt any human here could hurt her, if they even managed to get to her before Kanako or yourself responded.
Still, you take care walking through the alleys until you reach a narrow street that splits the neighborhood in half. Seedy bars and poor shops line the area, one in particular Keine makes a beeline for. A short single story thing, the exterior is made of wood put together enough to keep out the rain and wind, little else.
A straw roof keeps out the sky and a pair of windows reveal a black interior. Next to the door is a hanging sign, on it is the image of a colorful smiling doll, with the words ‘Futaba’s Mystical Marionettes’ written below it.
Keine goes first, knocking then opening the door. The moonlight has difficulty penetrating through the mass of buildings due to the angle, but due to dim candle light you can see well enough.
It’s almost entirely a workshop, a small counter sits in the center of the room with worktables all around it. On them are various dolls in various states construction… of varying degrees of complexity too. Some look identical to the doll Seija threw at you, others at the same level Alice makes… barring more obvious joints than hers.
Sitting in the back left corner is a futon, sitting beside it a human sized doll, beautifully made with no visible joints at least from what you can see outside the clothes… and she is a match for the woman standing behind the counter.
A young woman… at least by appearances, with long blonde hair. She’s dressed and painted like a old fashioned clown. She’s wearing a black and grey dress with a card suit pattern attached to the buttons. Her face is pale, with a black pattern running over one of her eyes… once again like a clowns.
Her breathing is light and her eyes are closed, and on closer inspection she appears to be… sleeping? Her hat, a black and grey jester’s cap tilting forward, little bells on the end of it jingling everytime she moves.
You all step inside, two gods, a fox, a shrine maiden, an immortal, and a schoolteacher.
Keine keeps moving, ringing a small bell on the counter to get the woman's attention.
The little ‘ting’ echoes through the shop, and with a grumble the woman’s eyes crack open revealing a blood red iris. She rears back in a cute yawn, blinking tiredly as she takes in the scene in front of you.
“Good morning Keine~”
Keine smiles.
“Good evening Futaba, are you busy?”
You, Sanae and Kanako hang back watching the exchange, while Mokou wanders off to one of the workbenches.
Most of the little dolls you now notice are wearing the same kind of clothing Futaba is, a nice touch actually. They certainly seem more whimsical than Alice’s, though their expressions are much more basic in general.
… You never really checked on that odd doll… Shanghai? Come to think of it.
Futaba nods slowly, the little bells tingling as she does so.
“Very… can I help you?”
You step up, smile on your face as you hold up an illusionary copy of the doll.
“Good evening, I’m Ayumu, friend of Keine's. We were hoping we could ask you a few questions?”
Her eyes locked onto the doll, studying it for a few moments before her head nods in agreement.
“Is this yours?” You ask.
“It is,” she responds. “One of my cheapest models, why?”
Keine speaks up.
“It was used by a youkai who caused an incident. Would you happen to know anything about that?”
Futaba tilts her head, expression still blank as she stares at Keine.
"I’m afraid not, I sell those from time to time.”
Her tone is as flat as her expression, without inflection, sounding almost bored of the proceedings.
“Do you keep a log of who you sell to? Or do you remember a Seija Kijin by chance?” You ask.
Her eyes swivel slowly towards you.
“Seija… Kijin?” She asks, saying the name slowly as if tasting the words.
Kanako steps forward, arms crossed her chest as she looks at the puppet master.
“That would be correct, she started an incident and is a major player in another. You will tell us all that you know.”
“Seija Kijin.” Futaba says again, faster this time, excitement in her tone.
Her previously placid face stretches into a smile. Then stretches further, the dimples of her cheeks stretching. The mouth curves and curves until it reaches the full length of her face, then physically rips open as it touches her ears.
A trick!
The lips peel and the eyes glow, the face breaks away to reveal a metal frame beneath, and a sickly glowing red energy behind it all. You feel the energy before it erupts, and in a mad dash you pull Keine to the floor as Kanako does the same with Sanae.
With a roar the doll explodes sending shrapnel flying from what remains of the counter. The walls of the building explode outward as dust and debris fill the air. Through the smoke and haze you see the ‘doll’ laying against the corner of the room break off into a mad dash down the street.
You scramble onto four limbs to give chase, breaking through what remains of the straw roof and bits of doll only to find…
She’s caught already.
Futaba is laying on her back, spread eagle on the ground, a pool of murky black tar bubbling beneath her. Four white snakes rise above her, hissing and swaying above the trapped puppeteer. Before her stands Suwako, iron rings in hand as she looks over her new prisoner.
You dart back to the building, Sanae is being helped up by Kanako, both are un-injured, though Kanako’s clothes are slightly damaged. Keine is much the same… Mokou is currently pulling herself out of the wall of the neighbors building, looking worse for wear but more pissed off than anything else.
Sanae coughs in the smoking debris.
“Was… was that a trap?” She asks.
“No,” Kanako answers. “That was an escape attempt, she knows something.”
Kanako, Sanae, and yourself make your way over to the trapped puppeteer while Keine checks on Mokou. Apparently immortality has its perks and downsides if the slew of curses are anything to go by.
The puppeteer is struggling against the tar, her face now far more expressive. Hopefully that means you have the real thing then.
“Good catch Suwako.” You say gratefully.
She giggles.
“Ah had the snakes out an about just in case someone tried somethin’. They’ve come in handy more than once.”
With the flapping of wings a squad of tengu land near the wreckage, you react on instinct, card drawn to fight, only to lower it as you realise who it is.
Kanako is on them in an instant, giving them orders to guard the street in case someone tries to start something.
… You’ll give them credit, they are faster than the cops.
You turn back to the struggling puppeteer.
“So let me just confirm.”
You gesture to the woman.
“She’s no longer fully human, right?”
Suwako nods.
"Long lived and with ‘lot more magical potential, think of it like a sorta offshoot Youkai.”
You grin.
“Good! This won't kill her then.”
You move over and kneel next to the woman.
“I’ve had the runaround alot lately, I hope you don’t mind if I get some straight answers for once?”
Her eyes are wide as she stares at you, even more so as the tails form behind your back and the ears reveal themselves from your hair.
"Oh, don’t worry... “
You put a large amount of charm into your voice, enough to break the mind of a human… and enough to make her your best friend in the world.
“I’m sure we can be the best of friends right? You can calm down.”
The words take effect, the struggle abating as she relaxing in the muck, she does a halting nod, the motion struggled.
“Good!” You reply with a smaller grin.
You sit down onto your haunches, staring her in the eyes.
“How do you know Seija Kijin?” You ask.
Her voice comes out slurred but legible, the effect of having so much magic effect her mind.
“Seija… approached me a week ago… looking for cheap disposable dolls to use as cheating devicessssss.”
She drools a little bit, and being the kind fox you are you dab it away with a spare cloth fragment. Charm is half convincing someone to listen, but the other half is slowing down their thoughts enough to make then obey. You used a lot of charm.
“She didn’t know how to use pu-puppets, she wanted disposable toolssss.”
Your eyes narrow.
“Did you work for Seija after this?”
“N-o.”
She gurgles.
“I was hi-hired… I supported… her goals… but never fought.”
You tilt your head.
“Oh? What would a magician want with a Youkai revolution?”
“Power.” She say simple, still struggling a little, with-holding information despite the magic.
“Oh? Power?”
You smile again.
“Power is a good reason to a lot of people, but to declare war on Gensokyo?” You trail off.
“Became… a magician for power, Seija offered... Seija and friends offered.”
Oh… bingo.
“Friends?”
She squirms against the bonds again, she really doesn’t want to give this secret up. You glance up to Suwako who nods, serious expression on her face as she watches the magician.
You put magic into your voice again, weaker this time, but still potent.
“Friends?”
She pauses in her struggling.
“A… four tailed fox was funding Seija so she would deal with the ‘tengu’ problem, at… at least that was what Seija was bragging about… I… I never met the fox.”
A new voice speaks up.
“So you ran because you thought we were after you?” Kanako asks, having returned from speaking to the tengu.
The puppeteer makes a last shaky nod, before she starts struggling with the tar again.
“Should we take her back to Reimu’s?” You ask, looking up at the two goddesses.
“Aye,” Suwako replies. “She can seal ‘er for the time bein’.”
“Don’t suppose we have a prison for Youkai?”
Kanako grunts.
“Generally they are reprimanded, the most extreme cases exiled. The odd incident is not such a bad thing as it brings belief in the Youkai, keeps them from fading… but this is extreme. Incidents are usually just some Youkai who wants a fight, or to steal an artifact.”
“Reimu’ll figure it out.” Suwako shrugs.
You turn back to the struggling magician, fishing for a syrette in your pocket.
“Well we best secure her th-”
Your words are cut off as a foot collides with her skull, there’s a crack as her head jerks to the side and eyes stare blankly off towards the wall.
You follow the foot upwards to see a very annoyed looking Mokou, clothing torn and ruined as she glares down at the unconscious youkai.
“Secured.” She grunts.
…
Fair enough.
- - -
You fly rapidly towards Hakurei Shrine, Kanako carrying the puppeteer as you stay low to the ground. Half of the tengu squad follow you while the other half help move the debris off the road. Miraculously, it was a magical explosion, not a chemical one, which meant no fires.
You land at the top of the steps then move across the grounds, Kanako roughly pulling the door open and dropping the unconscious puppeteer on the tatami mats… much to the surprise and annoyance of Reimu who was currently in the middle of dinner.
There’s half a noodle sticking out of the red shrine maiden's mouth as she looks at the group of you in alarm.
Kanako speaks up before anyone else gets a word in.
“This is Futaba, puppeteer, she supplied Seija with tools and was a part of the revolution. She attempted to flee in the Human Village. You may question her as you wish, we are finished with her.”
There’s an awkward silence.
The noodle is slowly swallowed as her eyes flit from the body to the group of Moriya and tengu in front of her.
Then, like Sanae did earlier. She releases a long suffering sigh.
- - -
Reimu places the last seal on the head of the puppeteer, depositing her in the shrine room like Raiko was earlier… who is now absent you notice.
“Did you learn anything from Raiko?” You ask.
Reimu shakes her head, looking back at the four of you. The Tengu having headed back to the village.
“She had no memories beyond a few days after she arrived. Three to four days I wager, she didn’t remember anything beyond snippets with the two tsukumogami I dealt with, they collected her earlier.”
You frown.
“Nothing at all?”
“No memories, no recollections.” She answers, poking the head of the sealed magician.
“I’ll wake up Futaba in the morning and question her myself. See if Marisa or Alice knew anything about her as well.”
She then looks back to you again, a tired look in her eyes.
“Now get out so I can finish dinner.”
- - -
You lean against the base of the couch.
“So that’s the puppets off the list at least?” Sanae offers, sitting down at the table.
You nod idly, trying to relax as you play over the busy day again and again in your head.
“An’ more concrete proof that foxes are involved.” Suwako murmurs.
You raise a hand.
“I have an alibi.”
Kanako snorts.
“If you were involved we’d have blasted you out of the shrine weeks ago.’
You roll your eyes over to her.
“I distinctly remember you pointing the finger at me for the first incident… for about ten minutes anyway.”
Kanako pops a bite of dinner into her mouth, eyebrow arched as she looks down at you from her seat at the couch.
“You were quite suspicious at first.” She admits.
You pick at the plate sitting in your lap, she’s been in a good mood ever since you got back to the temple. You suppose getting some good progress on the incident would do that.
“So what’s the plan for tomorrow?”
“Nothin’ concrete,” Suwako answers. “Figured Sanae and the Humans would be mostly finished by the end of the day, so yer free ta do whatever ya want.”
“You have training with me in the morning however.” Kanako adds.
Yes… you know.
You wish you didn't.
Chapter 76: What You Will Always Remember
Chapter Text
You head back into your room, relaxing after a long day. You set your clothes to the side along with the cards… first night you’ve spent in your actual bedroom in… awhile actually.
A spellcard... well, it’s been a bit since you’ve tried to make one of your own… seems that way anyways. You trace your fingers along the top of the stack for a moment then draw the top card. The design along the edges glinting in the moonlight as you turn it over.
You stare at it a few moments longer then release your magic, and it laps greedily at the flow. It glows white, forming spots in your eyes from the contrast to the darkened room around you. Then all at once…
It is over.
You blink the spots out of your eyes… you know that would probably be a lot better if you didn’t have night vision. Still, you adjust quickly, focusing on the card.
…
Like the first time wasn’t fucking cute enough.
You place it back down on the table with a sigh, turning back towards the bed. The image is not one you wish to think about, yet it is something that has been constantly brought to mind recently.
You fall into the bed, hand running down your face as you try and make your mind drift to other subjects… unsuccessfully, as is tradition.
Who came up with this system anyway… the words and image still dance through your mind, even as you feel the day's activities taking their toll of your last grip of wakefulness.
‘Fox sign… Living Cremation’
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“Well? How do I look?” Akiya asks, twirling on the spot.
The white dress has been fitted to her well, little face sticking out from underneath the veil. Her ears are folded on her head to let it sit properly, though, for tradition there is a cutout in the back for her tails.
You’ve been helping her get it on properly for the past half hour… she never was much one for dressup, and she was too excited to sit still.
You give her another look over.
“I don’t know…” you say with a smile. “You may be too cute. We don’t to make the groom nervous, do we?”
She sticks her tongue out in response, an odd juxtaposition with how fancy her wedding dress is.
It was amusing, how she was rather against getting married at first… then she fell in love with the dress. In the end you don’t suppose your sister will ever change… you still aren’t sure yourself, but at least you had a chance to investigate the groom since you came back to town.
He’s young and naive, he has a little say in this wedding as you do, but at least he’s Akiya’s age. So it’s… well, you would never say acceptable, but you can sort of live with it. With time… and perhaps a little alcohol.
“Is she finished?”
You glance backwards to see the door cracked open slightly, as mother peeks through.
You step to the side to allow her to see Akiya, and with a delighted squeal the door is swung open, mom bounding through the room to pick up Akiya in a hug.
“Ooooh~ Look at you!”
Your sister lets out a squeal herself, arms shaking wildly at her sides as mother tries to crush the adorable out of her. Unfortunately, and you speak from experience, when mother has a grip on you… well, good luck really.
… Honestly you still haven’t gotten revenge for all the ‘peaceful morning wakeups’ Akiya is so fond of. So as the large white dress up doll is hugged by a fierce woman in a kimono you don’t feel particularly inclined to help.
- - -
You sit next to your mother in the front row, waiting for the ceremony to begin. It was decided previously that a few marriages would be happening today. Only one between two clans of course, but with the extended family already gathered… well, you seriously hope they’re all here.
Multiple members of the clan decided to hold their weddings right after this one… which also means starting tonight there is going to be one heck of a party.
A ring of the bell announces the start of the proceedings, the priest and shrine maiden standing behind the altar as the door opens at the far end of the yard. Through it steps Akiya, side by side with her soon to be husband, Isawa Tatsukichi. The poor boy looks more nervous then she ever was, to be honest.
The youngest son of the head of the clan, which also means he is for the lack of the best term the most 'disposable'. Perhaps a harsh view on things, but... politics you suppose.
Mother cries next to you, the heavy drum hitting a beat in the background as they walk forward. You aren't quite sure to be honest whether it's from joy or some other emotion, you'd like to say every mother dreams of seeing their children get married... but this isn't what you would call the best of circumstances.
They moved down the the path towards the altar, sandals clicking against the lay-
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A scream pierces the air, and all at once the scene has changed. Smoke fills the air, so thick you can feel it. It presses in one every side, choking you, blinding you, crushing you. Your family barely moved, before the attack, and they lie scattered through the Shinjo Clan hall.
The walls broken down on either side, cracked rubble barely visible through the ebbs in the smoke. You can hear the sounds of fighting, screaming, shouting, yet it is all too much chaos to possibly process, your eyes search frantically move from row to row. Burnt, shot, stabbed, ripped and torn asunder. Your clan, the Isawa clan, a hundred people who were here for someone else's wedding. The only thing overpowering the smell of smoke is that of copper.
“Ayumu!”
You find a person shoved into your arms and you roughly adjust to carry them. A glance down shows it to be the unconscious form of your sister… what?
A hand wrenches your gaze upwards.
“Mom?”
Her.... oh, gods.
The Yukata is torn open, revealing a gash running down from her shoulder, the pure white yukata stained a deep sickening red.
“Take Akiya and go!”
Her tone is exhausted, gasping for every breath and tinged with pain, her legs buckle and shake, desperately trying to keep herself up as she looks as you.
"It will be okay son, take Akiya and go!"
She turns on the spot, moving to dive back into the smoke.
Oh... oh...
Her...
There is an ugly red burn running from the back of her head down to the bottom of her neck, the skin red and smoking. It's the last thing you see before she disappears from view completely.
There’s another burst of flame in the smoke and a scream cuts out.
“GO!”
- - -
Akiya lays peacefully on the ground before the tree, looking to all the world asleep. Her face is pale, the veil was lost, and she looks peaceful. The front of the dress is stained red, and you see none of it.
You kneel beside her on the ground, eyes closed as you lay on the cold dirt. Her hands are wrapped in yours as you cry besides her.
You weren’t fast enough, you didn’t have to go to the human village… you were a coward and wanted to get away.
You weren’t a hero. You were never a fighter. You’re whole life was spent avoiding your problems. The only thing you ever thought you did right was… was-...
Gone.
You were a liar and a coward. Now, you weren’t even her brother.
Not anymore.
No… you had to get her away... you didn’t know if they were chasing you.
You know that’s a lie… how soon until you do that with the Moriy-
“Big brother?”
Your eyes snap open, and you stare into the now open eyes of your sister. Blue eyes looking at you with a pained expression.
“Big brother,” she whimpers, “it hurts…”
You smile, moving your hands up to rub at her face.
“I know dear sister,” you reassure her, “but it’s over now…”
Yet the face you touch is already cold.
You push away from the ground, staring at the peaceful face of your sister, like this she could almost be sleeping. You couldn't let them find the body... you didn't want them to know you escaped. You couldn't afford the time to bury her, though she deserved so much more.
A roar pick up around you, as every tree, leaf and blade of grass erupts like kindling.
It surges forward, consuming everything in its path until it reaches your sisters body.
You turn and move away, you never did manage to watch.
"It's all over now."
- - -
You stare at the ceiling, the entire room lit up by moonlight.
It’s the dead of night. You probably didn’t get much sleep, but you’re too awake to get anymore. Not after that.
It’s been awhile since you’ve had one of those… a product of recent events, you imagine. That and being left to your own dreams once again.
It’s just how it goes you suppose.
Reluctantly, you move out of bed and stick your head outside, the cool air doing wonders for your sweat-soaked brow. The only sound out and about is the sound of night birds and crickets. An odd wind crests the mountain, letting out a faint whistle before fading across the otherside.
A glance towards the roof shows Suwako in her usual spot, back turned to you as she looks over the mountain.
You are wide awake…
You take another glance at the forest, then sigh. No… no point really.
Taking a step out of the house, your bare feet step onto the cool ground. The slight crunching noise as you walk hardly overpowering the sounds of nature around you. There’s a very light dusting of snow across the grounds. Apparently since you slept and woke a small amount has fallen down, giving a ‘christmas in the alps’ feel to the air.
You take off, moving from the cool snowy ground to the relatively snow free slanted tiles. Suwako stays motionless, back to you as she looks over the mountain. You stare at her back for a moment, only realising after staring she is in full goddess mode. Which means Kanako is more than likely fast asleep.
You wonder how that really works, Kanako was once a human so she needs it? But Suwako doesn’t?
Then why does she? You suppose you could see the benefits of turning the brain off every once in awhile… but how is she sleeping anyway? You entered her dream when she was watching the shrine. Either clones have far more in the way of versatility than you ever thought or there is a fair amount of goddess shenanigans going on.
The distant hooting of an owl arrests your attention back, and you look over the same landscape she does. In the distance is the twinkling lights of the Human Village, the faint light of torches and paper lanterns just barely visible through the fog that has swept into the lower areas. A few more move along the roads, brave humans? Or something else you wonder.
Close to the mountain is the faint lights through the trees that mark the location of the Tengu Village. You can just make out the odd black specks flying above it at times, most likely Tengu on patrol.
A few more pockets of lights reveal themselves throughout the forest, little lanterns and other sources poking through. The wind down below serves to ‘snuff’ them out by swaying the canopy, causing the whole view to twinkle like fireflies.
“Pretty, aint it?” She asks. So she knew you were there? Well, it’s not really a surprise. You look away from it all to look at Suwako. Her back is still to you, her gaze still focused on the landscape. She speaks again before you reply, “ah never quite get tired of the view…” She sighs, with a tinge of melancholy. Her head tilts slightly, enough that one eye can glance back to look at you.
“Ah take it ya had a rough night so far?” She asks. You nod idly, walking across the tile until you reach the wood on top, then walk to stand just beside her before taking a seat. Feet dangling over the grounds as you look over the landscape.
“Yeah, I did,” you reply.
The goddess plops down next to you, knees out to the side and perched on her feet and hands in a pose similar to a frog. Her fingers tap against the wood a few times, a small frown on her face as she slowly tears her gaze away from her watch to look at you.
“I heard ya whimperin’, everthin’ alright?”
You shake your head, trying not to think back on it.
“Just a memory… not all of mine are pleasant.”
To your surprise she chuckles.
“Same ‘ere. Though ah’d like to think ah’ve had more good than bad… and whether or not ah’ve been forgotten ah’ve got things to be proud of.”
You kick your legs idly.
“I highly doubt you are fully forgotten,” you respond. “The Kingdom of Suwa was real, and you had a place in history, more than most people ever will.”
“True, true,” she agrees, “though it didn’t exactly help keep me alive.” You look at her curiously.
“I take it you don’t regret it?”
“You’ll need ta be more specific than that.”
“Your choices up to here.” You clarify.
She whistles, leaning back a little.
“Ah’ve lived a long time, longer than this land has been Japan. There’s some things ah would change if ah could. But ah’m happy where ah ended up.” She looks at you with a cheeky smile, “not many gods made it this long.”
She sits down into a more natural posture, feet hanging over the edge as she mirrors your pose. With a sigh she reaches up and pulls off the hat, resting it on her lap. Her hands drum against it idly as the wind picks up and plays with her blonde locks a little.
“Yerself?” She asks.
You breath in deeply, a thousand different images, a thousand different choices.
“A… few things,” you admit. “But I think I’ve ended up pretty well.”
She smiles, not the cheerful one from before, more somber and restrained.
“Ah suppose that is all you can really ask for.”
A drop of cold against your head startles you, and you glance upwards. The snow is falling down again, light and slow, but falling nonetheless. Sets the christmas mood rather well, though you never had much to do with the holiday.
… It does mean that Sanae’s birthday is getting closer though.
“It’ll be fine if that’s what’s gotcha bothered.” Suwako murmurs.
Hmm?
“Gensokyo… and the Moriya too. They’ve have been through multiple incidents, this is just one of many. ‘Sides, we’re actually on the uptick again!”
Not… what really had you bothered, but you suppose that’s true. This whole incident has gotten you rather distracted from your other plans you must admit. But when you expect a knife in the dark you tend to get a little ansty… though it certainly has drug up some unpleasant memories. All of Gensokyo has at times.
“True I suppose, though I should probably get started on the diplomacy again so we can do really well, eh?” You reply.
“Ah’ve found politics can always wait,” Suwako shrugs, “why get bogged down in that stuff when ya got a life ta live?” she laughs. You look at her incredulously.
“That may be so, but you ran a kingdom, and I help manage a shrine. So it is very much in the job description, isn’t that why the Moriya hired me anyway?”
“Ah actually only hired agreed for ya ta be a pet for ma daughter.”
“Oh? It wasn’t Kanako’s decision?” You ask.
She waves her hand dismissively.
“Kanako just wanted to make sure ya weren’t gonna run off somewhere with our secrets,” she waves off, “and speakin’ of you not being able to escape, I think it’s ‘bout time you head back to bed yerself. Ya got a meetin’ with the freight train in question.” You groan at the reminder.
“Please, no. Kanako does not do restraint well. Lets just hope for no more bad dreams eh?”
She giggles at your plight.
“Ah could always sing you one of the lullabies I sang to Sanae.” She smirks.
“Oh?”
She smiles, then looks out over the landscape again. Her hands tap against the top of the hat as she establishes a rhythm. When she speaks again, her voice is a song, carrying with it something from long ago.
“Ah pray for what ah know will never come true,
Crying under the branches of the maple tree,
As ah stare at our disappearing shrine,
Drowning, in an eternal never ending dream”
It is a sad and mournful melody, sung at a gentle pitch and a slow tempo, and before you know it you find yourself drawn away by it.
“May the wind flow,
As ya pray and give worship,
O’ shrine maiden, once a believer,
This goddess you have chosen,
Will grant yer wishes...”
She keeps the rhythm going as she finishes, the song carrying off into the breeze.
“Didn’t realise you had musical talents.” You remark softly. She chuckles.
“Ah’m a woman of many talents, ah’ll have ya know.”
“I understand this o’ wise and mighty goddess of mine,” You nod as respectfully as you can, with a grin splitting your features, “I shall go to rest with your song in my heart.”
You push yourself back up, then gently float down to the grounds, the snow, now a good inch deeper than it was before, on your bare feet. It is times like this you are thankful you are as naturally resistant to cold as you are. You’ll still get frostbite and suffer horribly of course, but hey, you don’t feel really cold at least.
“Ayumu?” Suwako’s voice calls from above.
You pause in your walking back to your room to glance back up at the goddess, she’s already turned back around to focus on the mountain again. Despite this, her voice carries quite clearly, even without raising it.
“If ya ever want to talk about what’s actually botherin’ ya… we’ll be around.”
You stare at her back a moment, then walk back inside your house.
- - -
Sleep actually comes rather easily, the fresh cold serving rather well to relax you. A pleasant talk with a friend helped you to calm down helped as well… it’s funny how fast you’ve gone from vagrant to houseguest to honored member and friend. Fastest you’ve ever recalled.
As you analyze your face in the bathroom mirror you ponder just how you desperate you must have been… without even realising it. You suppose… well.
No… not worth thinking about. You splash another bit of water onto your face before shaving off the excess hair with a claw.
You slept in later than you expected, far from your usual six in the morning, it’s closer to eight. The workers outside are already in full swing, you would expect Kanako to have woken you up for ‘training’. Though perhaps Suwako let you rest, you’d be grateful if that was the case… you’d rather not look tired as you die.
You nod with satisfaction at your reflection then head outside. Into the hallway and through the main hall towards the dining area, if you manage to avoid the War Goddess perhaps you can sneak in a breakfast.
A peek into the dining room shows you to be in luck, Suwako’s in there reading the morning paper; Aya’s from the looks of it. While on the table is a small plate with toast and jam.
“Morning, Suwako.” You say warmly, taking a seat and digging into breakfast.
“Morning yerself.” She replies, not bothering to look away from the paper.
“Good read?” You ask.
She nods idly, staring intently down at it.
“Aya gets artists ta help with her paper, there’s been an ongoin’ Manga series ah’ve been readin’.”
“Manga?” You query, you’re surprised that made the trip over to be honest. Then again… this place has indoor plumbing and a Nintendo…
“Mmhmm,” she mumbles, “ain't great but it’s entertainment.”
You dig into breakfast, hoping to finish before the beatings start. You are just getting into your second slice when you hear the tapping of metal against wood. A glance to the side shows Kanako in the doorway, tapping her bangle against the wooden frame. She is looking down at you with an excited expression.
“We shall start training as soon as you are done with breakfast.”
You slow down your chewing dramatically, staring up at the goddess as you veeeeery slowly reach for another slice.
“...I shall give you five minutes.” She says, closing the door.
- - -
You step outside, Sanae is leading her procession, as she has been these past few days, while Kanako is standing in the middle of the arena. Her staff is planted into the ground, one hand on it as the other rests at her hip. As you open the door and step outside her eyes are on you, and they follow you as you make your way across.
You cross the threshold into the arena, and all at once the air gets… heavier. It’s like gravity has doubled, and you feel as if every breath is crushing you from the inside.
Your eyes look over to Kanako who is… smiling? You aren’t sure you would call that a smile, smile’s aren’t supposed to remind you of pain murder and misery. Sanae has a good smile, full of joy, life, and not angry over not being called ‘best goddess’.
You produce your own staff, keeping a firm grip, as you learned in your last lesson.
“If it makes you feel better it was entirely a joke, I really respect you and think deep down you are a really kind and unde-”
“Previously I allowed you the honor of striking first,” she interrupts you, “today I shall teach you about defending against brutal, efficient and unceasing offence.”
You grip the staff just a wee bit tighter.
“I don’t think that is entirely nesse-”
“BEGIN!”
- - -
“Pain. Pain and unceasing agony, what cruel god would create such a life?”
You reach a hand up towards the heavens, waiting for the kind touch to take you away.
“Pain…” You begin again. “Pain and-”
“Oh, look,” a voice cuts in, “an over-dramatic traumatic.”
A familiar hand reaches out and grasps yours, and at once a soothing warmth fills your body. The aches and pains fading away into a distant, horrifying, memory.
Then with a sharp tug you are dragged from the cold, relatively forgiving ground, finding yourself on somewhat unsteady feet.
A slightly concerned Sanae is staring at you, and you try to shake off the many things that hit you. First she started with the double staff trick, then she wanted to practice dodging with Onbashira and punches and basically your last hour was an unceasing trainwreck.
You feel a light tapping on the side of your head and you refocus to see Sanae smiling at you.
“Still hurting? Did mama go too far with the fox?”
You narrow your eyes.
“You are enjoying this faaar too much.” You remark.
She giggles.
“Well, you seem predisposed to getting the snot kicked out of you, so it’s actually a load off my mind if you get that out of your system early in the day! I even get to heal you all better while I am at it!”
“Oh just wait until we have to spar. It’s going to happen, everyone gets a try.” You say sardonically.
“A fine idea!” Kanako’s voice cuts in.
You look to see her standing by one of her Onbashira she slammed into the middle of the arena… yeah, that thing woke the workers up better than a keg of coffee could.
“Sanae, tomorrow you shall spar with Ayumu in the back arena. Full use of spellcards, I would like you to get the taste of fighting an opponent focused on illusions and trickery.”
“I suppose I do not get a say in this?” You ask, Kanako shakes her head.
“No, you do not, Sanae?” Oh, so she gets a say in this?
“Of course, early morning I assume?” Sanae replies... nepotically? Is that a word? No, of course it’s a word, it’s happening after all!
“Yes, fine and early,” Kanako grins, “the best time to start the day!”
She then wanders off to watch over the workers, leaving you with the green monster. Said shrine maiden turns to look at you somewhat suspiciously.
“She had a remarkably good time, but was also remarkably aggressive… did you do something to tick he-”
“No.” You answer flatly.
She giggles, shrugging her shoulders.
“Well, I’m sure you deserved it either way, what are you going to be doing with the rest of the day?”
A good question, you suppose.
Chapter 77: Back to Work
Chapter Text
“Time to get back to the underground, I’d say I’ve been putting it off but…” You smile a bit cheekily. “Things have been decidedly busy lately.”
You then pluck the shoulder of your training clothes, a frown on your face.
“Need to get my suit repaired, then look into some possible leads.”
“Anything concrete, lead wise?” Sanae asks.
“Not particularly,” you respond with a shake of the head. “Looking to see if there is anything in general. The suit does need to be fixed… beyond that it’s looking for possible contacts.”
She looks at you pitifully.
“I would say be safe, but with your luck that may actually make things worse…”
“Hey now,” you say with a chuckle. “I have yet to get into a fight in the underground that Kanako didn’t start… I’m blaming her for the Yuugi fight.”
Kanako doesn’t look away from the workers, but her head does tilt in your direction.
“Of course, she fought well” you quickly add, “and Yuugi was the aggressor.”
Kanako thankfully turns back to the workers, and you let out a silent sigh of relief. That was… certainly enough training for one day... yes. Sanae giggles, noticing your predicament rather quickly.
“You never had any secrets as a kid, did you?” You ask the green-haired priestess. She smirks, shaking her head fervently.
“Not a one! It’s why I grew up to be such a lovely and honest person.” she smiles, somehow keeping a completely straight face.
Your eyes narrow, and in a flash your hand is up to poke her in the nose before she can wave you away.
“Lovely and honest people don’t allow animal cruelty to happen on their property!” you scold. Sadly, lacking the status as a goddess, female gender, and all other resemblance to her mothers, all you manage to get from her is a giggle.
“Not my property!” she counters, “I just work here! And from what I gather you deserved it.” She finishes with an accusing tone.
“And how do you know I deserve it?” You ask, crossing your arms in a huff.
“Oh please, you always deserve it!” She declares foolishly. You know you’ve won this argument now! As you certainly can think of an example to prove her wrong
…
Thinking.
...
“Okay…” you concede, “so the point is fair, but it’s still animal cruelty.”
She taps the side of her jaw with her knuckles, adopting a thoughtful expression.
“That is a good point,” she admits ruefully. “Unfortunately Gensokyo has no laws against such things. So I choose not to intervene.”
“There will be no mercy tomorrow.” You mock growl… yes… oh, yes. There will be a plan.
“Of course not,” She waves off the threat, moving back towards the work in progress with a spring in her step, but not without taking the last word, “Kanako doesn’t teach mercy.!”
You watch her leave then think back to your chosen activity… you’ll need some cash so...
“Suwako?” You call out.
Nothing at first, then with a rumble of earth she pops out of the ground a good few feet in front of you. A small amount of dirt raining down as she looks up at you from a crouch
“Present!” She says cheerily.
“An interesting entrance, hello again.” You greet warmly. She grins, shaking off the last of the dirt and standing upright.
“What’s goin’ on?” She asks.
“I’m going down to the underground today, can I get a loan so I can get my suit fixed? Also be good if I need to grease a palm or buy punch for somebody.” You explain.
“How much ya thinkin’ you’ll need?”
Well… based on what she was selling clothes for... and with the shape of your suit... hmm…
“Around twenty five thousand yen. I should be able to haggle less though, she wanted some tips on new designs from the outside world, so…” You trail off, thinking about how you could work that.
She rummages through one of her sleeves for a moment, before pulling out a little purse that is covered in frog patterns. Sticking out her tongue she looks through it before letting out a murmur of approval. With slightly overdramatic movements she snatches the money out of the purse and hands it over. A quick glance shows it to be the amount requested.
“Can we afford this?” You ask.
“Aint that big a dent.” She says with a shrug, "Tengu been payin good for the charms business, only shame is we didn’t really start it earlier. Course, if ya could bring some’it back ah’d appreciate it, we ain't starvin’ but we aint rich either.” You pocket the notes, making sure they won’t fall out while you fly.
“I’ll do my best… do you or Kanako have any ideas on winning back the underground?”
She makes the thoughtful sound, head tilting to the side as she thinks on the question.
“Not particularly, that was always more of Beanpole’s thing. Opening up trade ah figure, though that’d be quite a long path ta make safe.”
At the mention of her name Kanako wanders over, standing besides Suwako as she looms somewhat imperiously over the two of you.
“I had similar thoughts, I was also planning on allowing any that had grievances to challenge me to single combat if they so wished. They can alleviate any negative feelings and it would grant me faith in the process.”
…
Of course that would be her plan.
“Is that wise?” You ask carefully, well aware that you are within throwing distance of the circle. She quirks a brow, stance shifting a little, and you almost make out a hiss in her voice.
“Do you doubt my ability?”
“Absolutely not,” you answer quickly. “Just you may inadvertently cause collateral damage while settling these bouts, there may be an oni or two after all.” You… don’t need another demonstration.
“It won’t be in the city of course, I am certain I could find some form of arena.” Kanako says with a grunt.
… Right so that’s something you are going to have to deal with.
“Be… that as it may, on another subject. Any leads down there you can think of regarding the incident? Or someone I could talk to?” You settle back into a more relaxed posture, thinking about the few people you’ve met so far underground, “I don’t know if anyone down there will be associated with the incident. But it would be good to have sources to question if either of you two know of anything.” Suwako shrugs her shoulders and looks up at Kanako. The larger goddess rubs her chin for a moment, pondering the question.
“None,” she says finally, shaking her head. “I could not think of anyone that would be tied to the current incident. There certainly aren’t much in the way of foxes underground. I would suggest if need be to seek out one of the undergrounds leaders, you have spoken to a few already, barring that… Yuugi.” She answers.
“Why Yuugi?” You ask.
“Yuugi is well respected amongst the underground youkai, especially so amongst the oni for clear reasons. If anything odd was going on underground, I would believe she would know of it.” She explains.
You debate the idea for a moment… t’s true that you haven’t talked to her in awhile.You do know her haunt, thanks to Suika, though you have no guarantee she will be there either. Still, a start is a start. If you choose to really search the underground anyway.
“If it comes to it I’ll keep an eye out for her,” you say agreeably. “I’ll be sending Sanae updates on my status so she doesn’t come track me down if I’m not back by lunch.”
“Aww,” Suwako giggles. “She’s such a good trainer, and on her first pet, too!”
“Goodbye!” you grab your flight card, zipping to the other side of the shrine before Suwako has a chance to further damage your pride.
- - -
You head back to your room to grab the shredded remains of your suit jacket along with some syrettes. You debate the necklace for only a moment before putting it on as well. Better safe than sorry, you suppose, and if worst comes to worst you can summon Suwako or one of her clones to smite the ever living soul out of somebody…
Honestly that whole thought process makes you feel better, that is a damn good spell card you managed to get a hold of... Perhaps if you got one of Kanako as well it would make Sanae feel better about possible fox murder.
With that last thought you step back into the yard, cutting around to the front to see Sanae hard at work with the humans as she has been for the last few days. At least today is somewhat easier work, smaller repairs, detail work, that kind of thing. Suwako’s at her watch and Kanako’s… also at her watch. Such as it is.
You shoot Sanae a text with the new system, managing to, for the first time in your memory, find a use for those ‘emoji’ things. A little fox if everything is fine, a tombstone if you are about to die and need last rites. With that done you fly off the grounds and make your way down the mountain.
- - -
It’s a peaceful flight down and around towards the hole that is the entrance to the underground. From it rises steam, most likely from the far warmer air underground meeting the cool air above. It dissipates quickly, though that doesn’t make flying through it any less pleasant.
The flight down is the same as it was the last few times, a few fairies and other beings flit about, but everybody has places to be, and barely notices everybody else. Just like Tokyo, but less crowded and higher up. In short order you are down to the ground before the bridge once again.
Nobody is here this early in the morning it seems, though you have to wonder about the day/night cycle of beings that live without natural sunlight. The river is calm, with nobody on or around it, and the bridge is empty barring Parsee.
...Always good to start your morning with a crazy woman?
You step onto the bridge then begin to make your way across, the wood creaking ever so slightly from your steps. Parsee for her part is looking out over the water, a decidedly bored expression on her face as she watches it flow past.
“Good morning Parsee.” You greet warmly.
She looks up curiously, then a smile breaks across her face.
“Good morning Ayumu, here to visit the underground?” She asks cheerily.
“I am, yes, how is the bridge?” You ask.
She leans back and forwards, hands behind her back as she adopts the mannerisms of a rather young girl.
“Oh not much, had a few goblins try to sneak across the other day.”
“What happened?” You ask curiously.
“Oh, they didn’t make it across,” she giggles.
… Right.
“Well you take care of yourself!” You say in your own faux-cheer, walking swiftly to the other end of the bridge as she waves.
…
She’s still creepy.
You make your way down the path and into the city proper, it’s very busy… then again you suppose it would never really have a ‘down’ time either, with so many nocturnal species out and about. The shops are all abuzz with activity and the streets are filled with drunkards. You do your best to keep to yourself and make your way through it all.
In the center of town there are two forms of entertainment going on.
The first you see, and the less popular option, is a band. A group of snake youkai are playing away on flutes and drums, a melody that is almost entirely drowned out by the other form of entertainment.
A massive brawl has taken up the entire northern half of the square, danmaku bursts into the air, fireballs scorch and shoot, and every once in awhile you even see the crackle of electricity. It’s actually rather organized, the whole brawl surrounded by a crowd of people watching in interest. It’s a myriad mix of youkai in the fight itself, a snake, an oni, what looks like several tigers and… some form of bucket youkai.
They are all going hog wild, much to the amusement of the crowd going by the raucous cheering… well you suppose all cultures need their entertainment… and you aren’t one to really judge, are you? You can still remember your younger years, specifically when a few illusions started up a few fights.
You cut through the square and down the eastern street into the upper class shopping area, it’s the same as the last time you were around, barring some of the street stalls having changed. In short time you find yourself at the door to Takemi’s. New products are out, racks hanging out into the street proudly displaying new wares.
Takemi is in the back room from what it appears, you can hear the moving of a loom and the clicking and clacking of spider feet. They are moving fast enough to mimic the sound of a typewriter.
You step inside the shop proper, your entrance marked by the little ding of a bell above your head. You didn’t open a door or see any sensors… so it’s probably tied to a spider string.
The work in the back stops, and you hear the sound of several closing drawers before a familiar head sticks out of the doorway.
“Morning!” You greet warmly, “I’m here to talk about those designs like I said?”
She looks at you quizzically a moment before seemingly remembering who you are and the fact you and her had talked before. Her face breaks out into a smile as the rest of her skitters into view. She deftly moves through the door and around the displays to stop in front of you.
“Good morning Mr…” She trails off.
“Ayumu.” You supply.
“Ayumu, yes! I’m glad you managed to come by again.”
“Yes, apologies for that, things have been dramatically busy lately. I have no problem showing you some designs, but I was wondering if we could make a bit of a deal?” You ask.
Her eyes narrow, the smile taking on a slightly more predatory aspect.
“That would depend on the deal,” she states. “What do you have in mind?”
You move over to one of the racks, lifting an antiquated noble’s outfit by it’s hanger. It’s beautifully made, the finest of silks and with dazzingling color. It’s a very old design, but you have to respect the classics.
“Would you mind if I cast an illusion on this?” You ask as you glance back at Takemi.
She nods, looking at you with intrigue.
With a wave of your hand the robes change, taking on the appearance of your modern suit. It looks just as good as it did when you… well. When you obtained it. Satisfied with your work, you then hand it off to Takemi along with a swatch from your destroyed version.
She takes both then skitters once again to the counter, laying them both across it as she looks it over.
“I need a new suit jacket, unfortunately mine was… put out of action. If it is fair to you I would like it replaced.”
You had debated getting it repaired but… well, it’s far easier to make something new than to get it repaired when it suffers that kind of damage, especially when the tailor has no experience with such designs.
The whole point was to give her an example of the thread work and to give her ideas.
“I am willing to pay of course, but I was hoping I could share a few designs from the outside world for a bit of a discount?”
- - -
A deal is quickly signed, she’ll make you a new suit using durable spider silk if you show her a few additional designs. An easy enough task, part of being a ‘diplomat’ was that you always had to look far more important than you usually were, which means you always dressed in the best clothes around.
… and at times far above your ‘station’ such as it was. Though as a Youkai you had little true care for such things.
“I’ll have it done by tomorrow night.” Takemi promises.
“That’s… remarkably quick.” You say surprised.
Her pointed spider legs tap against the floor as she gains a more cocky expression.
“I am the best tailor in the underground, the actual tailoring will be done in by this afternoon, it will take longer to dye the silk.” She explains smoothly.
You whistle appreciatively.
“Impressive, I’ll be around tomorrow night. You don’t need a fitting first?” You ask.
“Not generally.” She answers while shaking her head, “I can do any adjustments on the spot due to the nature of the material.”
“Fair enough, I’ll be around tomorrow then.”
You exit the shop with a wave and step back onto the street. Early morning and you’ve… gotten all your tasks done for the day already actually. Now the question is raised, do you want to do something in the underground?
Chapter 78: Absent-minds and Apologies
Chapter Text
May be nice to catch up with Satori… but there is one person you’ve seen even less of down here.
One Yuugi Hoshiguma, a friendly… if punchy woman. Though admittedly most women you’ve met tend to be punchy in this fantasy land. She could tell you if anything interesting is happening Underground with any luck, that and you’ve been meaning to ask someone about the oni Hina described when you met her at the shrine. You could have probably have brought it up to Suika, but you’ll admit you have been scatterbrained recently.
As you step back fully onto the streets you gather your thoughts, right, Suika told you of Yuugi’s usual haunt. So that would probably be your best bet for starters. A glance about shows the area in the same shape you just left it, your not worried about an attack down here, but even if your aren’t the target, this place has a habit of dragging bystanders into it’s fights.
Once was enough, thank you. While you can certainly handle yourself it isn’t exactly good for relations… well, probably isn’t good for relations. With oni around it’s rather hard to judge, you tended to avoid the species as a matter of choice. Not that the foxes and the oni had any true racial enmity, just things tend to get dicey when you mix a race known for trickery with one known for brutal honesty.
Let’s just say you didn’t ever really get any business from your ogre cousins.
You move down the road until you enter into the square again. Apparently since you entered the fighting ended, a large pile of goblins, tigers, an oni or two and other youkai lay in humps across the ground. A few more helpful souls are carrying the unconscious ones away for treatment, though there doesn’t appear to be any apparent casualties… there’s a large amount of obvious bumps and bruises but very little in the way of blood.
The victor, such as it is. Is the same bucket youkai you saw earlier. She is off to the side peering over the lip of it, looking over the scene with distraught… she probably was just the one who managed to ‘survive,’ such as it was.
You move past it all down the northern road. The commotion did not carry here it appears, the shops and… other forms of entertainment are all still in full swing. You make it down the street carefully, if what Suika said was right then it should be just before the northern gates…
Though to your dismay you see nothing like it, there are certainly plenty of bars, but nothing with the name Onigashima. Your eyes trail from spot to spot, certainly enough around… but nothing quit-
Your eyes land on a sign near a set of stairs, it lists the name of several businesses. The one at the very top being… Onigashima. Your eyes trail upwards to see the bar at the very top floor, the entire stack being about six stories high.
Working so close to the ground down here you forget they built everything stacked.
You move across the street and step onto the stairs. The metal is warm, just like everything else down here tends to be, it’s strong and sturdy however, and in no time at all you make your way up to the highest floor.
You step onto a large wooden platform, behind you is a bridge that goes over the street to buildings on the other side. To the right the pathway continues to more buildings. But at the very edge of the platform itself is a building. White walls with a blue tiled roof, much the same as the rest of the city.
The only thing that truly makes it stand out are two statues of oni flanking the door, each has a club in one hand and a keg in the other. Between them perched above the door is a sign proclaiming it as ‘Onigashima’.
There are a few oni out and about, perched along the railings surrounding the platform, men and female alike looking over the city while drinking. Suika warned that is wasn’t incredibly… welcoming to non-oni. So best be careful.
You make your way across the platform and duck inside the bar.
The inside is…
Not that bad actually.
It’s dark for starters, the only light being lanterns affixed to the walls, the interior is made to mimic a cave. The walls are rough stone, an odd contrast to the white plaster outside. The red flames of the lanterns flicker and paint the walls casting odd shadows.
Beyond that it is rather open, a long bar sits against a far wall, being manned by an older looking oni pair, one man, one woman. The bar itself is packed with them, only a very small amount of non oni are around, and those are all entirely waitstaff.
A few curious heads turn to look as you enter, though none move to approach… tread carefully.
You move through it all, keeping a careful eye out for Yuugi, around the bar are tables, all carved stone. It isn’t rough work, instead flat and fine, well made. Along the walls are booths, stone as well, though cushioned at least. A few have curtains drawn for privacy while others are open revealing either empty seats or drunk occupants. In the far right corner is…
Yuugi.
She sits with her back to the wall, perched in the middle of the crescent seat of the booth. Her position allowing her to overlook the entire bar. She’s dressed in a yukata, deep blue with a floral pattern running throughout. It’s slightly loosened, revealing her collarbone and a bit of the shoulder. It’s definitely a relaxed posture, and she looks to be enjoying her drink in peace as opposed to the mopey drinking of before.
She notices you the same moment you do her, her saucer raises in a greeting as she smiles. You smile back and start to make your way ove-
Well, you start to anyway.
You pause as a very large oni moves to block your path, you come to a stop just a hair's breadth away from him. A look up reveals a very drunk, very annoyed face looking down at you. The redness of his skin doing little to hide the redness in his cheeks from the amount he has… imbibed.
“Yew here wit’ a frend?” He asks, his words are slurred and his accent is heavy… oh dear. He places a heavy hand on your shoulder, his strength immense, even for someone his size, “Cause if yer not I think ye best be makin’ ta leave.” He warns.
There’s a quiet that washes over the bar, patrons watching as their morning entertainment is about to begin. You look up at him carefully, you could just turn into a fox and bolt if need be. Last thing you need is to start a brawl in oni territory.
“He’s with me actually.” Yuugi’s voice speaks up from across the bar.
If it was quiet before, it’s deathly silent now, everything ahs gone so still that you can hear the lanterns burning. Her words traced through the air, an amused tone to them. The oni in front of your seizes up, suddenly now quite sober, and with hesitant steps moves to the side.
Yuugi is still sitting at her spot, finger crooked to beckon you over.
You do so quite rapidly, the normal sounds of the bar returning as you make your way across to sit at the edge of the booth.
Yuugi, for her part pours another drink into her saucer and downs it. Sighing in satisfaction as she sets it back onto the table.
“It takes a brave man to walk in here alone.” She says with a drawl. You shrug, then lean back to make yourself more comfortable on the cushions.
“I had heard there was a pretty girl around, thought I could meet her and catch up a bit.”
She giggles as she pours herself another drink.
“Did you bring booze again?” She asks.
“Unfortunately not this time,” you admit, sadness in your words. “I was looking for you, yes, but I had no idea if I was going to find you, I figured walking around with the good stuff would be a good way to get myself mugged.”
She tsks, setting down the saucer.
“A shame, that was quite excellent drink you brought last time. For what purpose did you seek me out?”
Straight to business then, eh?
“Believe it or not I am still getting my bearings down here,” you admit. “Thought I could look for a familiar face. Anything interesting going on down here lately?”
She taps her fingers against the table, long nails clicking against the stone as she mulls over the question.
“There’s always something interesting going on in hell.” She finally says, leaning forward a little with a smile on her face. “You’ll have to be more specific.” You lean forward to match her, lowering your voice to a whisper.
“If you haven’t heard, the Human Village was assaulted, I’m looking into leads.”
She looks at you appraisingly a moment before nodding her head. With a grunt she leans back against the cushion again. Her free hand reaches over and picks you up by your collar, quite literally moving you over to sit next to her much like one would a puppy.
You barely have time to note the indignity of the action before she speaks up again.
“Suika told me, I was drinking with her last night, someone would have to have more brawn than sense to try that trick.” She takes sip from the saucer, pausing as it moves away from her lips, “It’s a good way to get the Hakurei on your ass.” She says with a grunt.
“Glad to know you’ve heard,” and relieved she shares your sentiment, “anything going on down here that might be related?” You ask carefully.
She mulls over the question, smacking her lips like she were tasting it.
“Not that I can think of. Though admittedly I haven’t been home in awhile, so who knows.”
“The Oni Village?” You ask, you remember asking the bartender about it… not incredibly welcome to outsiders.
“Mmhmm.” She murmurs.
“I debated visiting at some point, but was told it was rather… hostile to outsiders.” You admit, drawing a giggle from Yuugi.
“Oh you just need to punch the guards a little, they’ll let you right in.”
“Somehow I have a feeling you are serious,” you groan.
“Somewhat.” She says with a grin. “Though it works in both ways, the Oni Village is boring. Hardly anyone leaves ever since we lost the mountain.”
“Youkai Mountain you mean?” You ask for clarification.
She nods.
“When Yukari closed the border some rules were made, the choice was either to follow them or leave,” Yuugi explains, “most of us had issues with them, and got chased down here. Only a few still live outside, fewer still travel about.” She sighs, looking towards the saucer in her hand. She tilts it to and fro a few times, then downs another gulp of the drink.
“I stayed up there myself for a good long while before I got bored of the rules and moved underground myself. Though I’ve mostly stayed to new hell, a few busy bodies make a fuss about taking it back from time to time… drunken idiots. What about you foxboy?”
“Hmm?”
“How are you liking the place? Gensokyo?” She clarifies.
“Incredibly violent and insane, with a slapdash mix of idiocy and idiosyncrasies,” you don’t hesitate to answer, “it’s nearly killed me more times than I can count, and I don’t think it’ll stop.” you pause, briefly meeting Yuugi’s eyes, “but it’s got some fun people.”
“And that’s the way it should be!” With a backslap that rattles your teeth, you are thrown onto the table. You barely catch yourself, only to find a filled saucer in front of you, with Yuugi grinning from ear to ear.
Normally you wouldn’t drink this early, but when in Rome, you guess.
You accept it, tilting the saucer ever so slightly to allow a small amount into your mouth. Strong but… surprisingly smooth all things considered. While you knew she had good taste you figured she was going to be drinking something far stronger, being an oni and all.
You release it and offer the saucer, she accepts, drinking as well with that same grin on her face.
“Something else to talk about as well, though this is more an idle curiosity.” You begin.
She looks at you curiously but does not say anything.
“I heard from a friend of mine that an oni was wandering the woods recently, long white hair with twin red horns. Just curious as I haven’t seen any oni active about the mountain at all.”
Yuugi pauses, eyes looking upwards.
“Sounds like Torakuma.” She remarks.
“You know her?” You ask.
“Mmhmm,” she murmurs. “She’s one of the Deva’s of the mountain. Like Suika and myself. She was rather attached to the mountain… only left shortly after I did. She still walks out there from time to time.”
Well, that answers that at least.
Still…
“What are the Deva’s anyway?” You ask, “is it a leadership position? You mentioned it when you challenged us.”
“Of a sort,” Yuugi admits while nodding her head. “It depends on whether you count leadership as cracking skulls.”
“I do.” You reply, your thoughts drift to your patrons…
“And so do most Oni,” she grins, “so the Deva’s are the four strongest among us, though all in different fashions. Naturally we are looked up to.” She leans over conspiratorially.
“When a Deva wants to kick up some dirt, there’s always a bar's worth of Oni willing to tag along.” She then breaks down into a fit of giggles before reaching for her saucer again.
… Fair enough.
- - -
You step back outside a short time later. While Yuugi is a fun woman to be around, you have work to do today, and woe betide you drink too much oni alcohol.
You didn’t kill all that much time all things considered, you found her surprisingly easily. Feels like quite a long time since you’ve seen her.
You move forward to the railing, looking over the city, you’ve still got quite some time, anything you want to do before you head back up to the sur-
...Huh?
Your eyes squint, gaze focusing on the crowds below as something familiar caught your attention.
There, moving through the crowd is a familiar young woman, decked in black and white and she makes her way through the throngs of people. One hand holds her hat to her head as the other clutches a broom.
… What is Marisa doing here?
You push back away from the railing, taking one last look over the city before making your way back to the staircase. It’s far quicker getting down then up, and you make your way through the crowd towards the northern gates.
It’s busy at the moment, a line has formed out of carts, all loaded with rocks and ore which various youkai are bringing in. Quite literally actually, as there’s no pack animals. They are all manned by goblins, a few in front pulling ropes while others push behind. Looks like they got a good haul of… whatever it was they were mining.
A look past shows Marisa has indeed cleared the gate and is making her way to the palace, flying slowly on her broom.
… Answers that question, but raises the other.
What could Marisa want with Satori?
You reach up and fiddle with the necklace idly, thinking about the implications… no way to find out without going forwards, and you were going there already.
You retrieve your own flight card and kick up and over the crowd, flying slowly towards the mansion and keeping a good distance between you. The air only gets hotter as you approach; it appears a new magma flow has burst from the wall created a small lake of gradually cooling superheated rock. It strengthens the sulphurous smell which was inescapable this far down, and the heat was difficult to tolerate for prolonged periods.
You suppose that’s a risk of living this deep underground, though at least they don’t need to worry about seasons anymore?
You fly around it and come to a stop just before the carved steps that lead to the palace, Marisa entered the building well over a minute ago, so you feel no particular need to be stealthy as you land.
Your shoes crunch against the rough path only to be replaced by the clicking of the stone steps as you make your way onto the palace grounds. You cross them, pushing open the doors to reveal the interior.
Still as gothic and regal as ever, though somehow far less imposing than Remilia’s. Unlike the last few times you’ve been here there is actually youkai about. Animals, some in beast form, some in human form look down from the balconies into the lobby below.
Several of the doors along the side are open, revealing small rooms filled with little beds and the like. All decorated in a rather… cutesy fashion.
You notice none of the ‘pets’ are staring at you however, you follow their gazes towards the far end of the room, near the double doors that lead to the hallway. There sitting in the corner petting a rabbit is…
The same woman you glimpsed all those days ago, just out of the corner of your eye as you were leaving the embassy. You saw her for the briefest moments tugging on the goddesses sleeve.
You thought her a trick on your mind before, the consequence of so much… politics. But she is there clear as day.
Her outfit is… complicated, yellow with teal embellishments, framing a green skirt with a rose pattern. Light green hair topped with a hat, hangs down to her shoulders, surrounding a face that is young and carefree. Twin green eyes look down at the rabbit in her lap. Around her midsection is an eye much the same Satori has, though hers has its eye closed.
A few more animals look up at her, apparently waiting their turn from the looks of things. She looks up as the door closes behind you, her green eyes looking at you in obvious curiosity.
You offer a wave and start walking through the hallway, a relative of Satori perhaps?
You reach the door and start to open it when you feel a tapping on your shoulder, glancing down you see the green haired woman looking up at you with a wide smile. She doesn’t say anything, she just stares at you.
“Good morning?” You offer.
…
There’s a long pause as you stare at her. Her head tilts slightly one way, then the other. You glance backward, but there’s nothing behind you.
“Hello~” She finally replies, voice light and cheerful, “You can see me?” She asks.
“Yes… I can,” You say with a nod, looking down at the strange girl, “should I not?” She makes a thoughtful sound, before giggling.
“I don’t know~”
…
You both stare at each other for several moments longer before you glance down the hallway.
“I’m going to talk to Satori, but it was nice meeting you miss…?” You glance back.
She’s left your side, having instead been distracted by one of Satori’s pets, rubbing and fluffing it, face nuzzling against it… easily distracted it seems.
… Fair enough.
You make your way down the hall wall, tile clicking underneath your feet as you go through the series of hallways leading up to Satori’s little ‘office’. The door is partially open, one of the heart marked doors propped up to reveal the interior. From here you can see the back of Marisa, though between her and the hat she manages to block the view of anything else.
“Can’t ya do anything with the creepy mind stuff?” Marisa asks, you approaching enough to get a snippet of their conversation.
Well, you didn’t really need to get close, your ears are quite good at what you do… and Marisa is… loud.
You walk across the tile floor quietly, approaching the office.
“Nothing of note has happened, and I am a mind reader, not a telepath.” A familiar bored voice responds.
You make it the rest of the way across and step into the threshold, pausing there and leaning against the closed door half as you look into the room. Satori for her part is sitting at her desk, an open book in front of her. Sitting at the edge of said desk is a familiar twin-tailed cat, looking up at Marisa with amusement.
“Good morning Satori.” You greet warmly, just a foot or so from behind Marisa.
Said witch lets out a loud yelp, stumbling forwards to your amusement.
“Good morning Ayumu, what brings you around this morning?” Satori asks, she still has that same tired tone to her voice, but there’s a cat like grin on her face now.
“Catching up for the most part,” you reply honestly, “maybe get some information. Did I interrupt anything?”
You flash some images in your mind, the attack on the Human Village specifically, her eyes narrow a bit before nodding.
“Could you step outside for a bit? I was talking to Marisa.” Satori asks.
You glance over to the witch who is looking at you… decidedly warily, and acquiesce.
You step back outside and close the door behind you, then move a bit down the hallway to rest against the wall. You pop open your phone to send the little fox icon to Sanae and ask how the work is going.
You get the response less than a minute later.
+Going good, should be done by this afternoon. Any injuries?+
You smile despite yourself, with how much she brings it up you wouldn’t be surprised if she has a betting pool with the goddesses…
Actually that could be entirely possible.
You text her back.
+Unfortunately not yet, I’ll keep trying though.+
There’s a moment or two before she replies again.
+Rooting for you to not die! \o/+
… Cute.
Gotta figure out a more concrete date as to when her birthday is exactly, don’t need that sneaking up on you. Haven’t had many ideas besides getting her a trip to Tokyo, something she hasn’t and probably wouldn’t ever get to see… that and would take her mind off things for a bit.
May be a bit risky mid-incident, but you could probably work something out. May want to leave the goddesses behind to watch over the shrine though.
There’s a little ding and you glance down at the phone again, the green notification light blinks to alert you to a new message.
You flip the screen open to see…
+Greetings, servant. I have taken the time to pen this as to inform you that I have devised several new training methods, which we shall henceforth be employing beyond basic spars. Your praise for this ingenuity, while deserved, is not necessary. I am merely using your abilities to the best of my abilities. - Best Goddess+
So it appears Kanako borrowed Sanae’s phone. You know, this is a new and interesting feeling. You’ve never looked at a cellphone like the harbinger of your own death before.
Neat.
- - -
It’s a good ten minutes later when the door to Satori’s office swings open again, out stepping a rather defeated looking Marisa. She lets out a deep sigh before looking up towards you, eyes narrowing as she focuses.
She rubs her arm idly, then coughs into a closed fist.
“Meet me outside when you finish with Satori…”
With that she walks off without another word, and you watch as she steps out and through the door at the opposite end of the hallway.
… Hmm.
You push off the wall and walk into the office, closing the door back behind you. Satori has closed the book entirely since you’ve last seen her, Rin has disappeared.
“My apologies, if this is about the attack on the Human Village I am afraid I know nothing, nor has there be anything truly out of sort underground. Though admittedly I am not the best source for such things.”
“I was not aware the shrine was attacked however.” She says with a frown, locking eyes with you.
“Where did you hear it was attacked?” You ask.
“Slipped through the cracks of your memories.” She admits, “is everything alright?”
You frown, shifting weight from one foot to another.
“For the most part.” You state carefully. You flash more images in your mind, the perpetrator, some of the ruins.
Any foxes underground? You think aloud. She shakes her head.
“Very few, though some visit from time to time along with other species.”
“Fair enough, everything alright with you?” You ask.
She nods, fingers tapping on the book.
“Everything is fine, it is rare for someone to try and bother me or my sister.”
Your eyes widen slightly.
You snap your fingers, an illusion of the woman from before popping up next to you.
“This is your sister?” You ask.
“It is, yes.” Her lips part a little, and her facial expression twitches ever so slightly, “you have met her?” She asks, looking at the illusion curiously.
“Just a few minutes ago,” you answer, “she was playing with some of your pets near the front door. She seemed surprised to see me then wandered off mid conversation.”
“Yes, that would be Koishi,” she confirms with a smile. “She is a free spirit, please treat her kindly if you see her again.”
“Will do… beyond that this was just mostly to see you since I was around, anything you feel a burning need to talk about?” You ask.
She ponders the question for a moment before shaking her head.
“Not particularly, though you are free to visit, though I must admit my surprise at one who paints themself as such a manipulator and diplomat would enjoy the company of a mind reader.” She doesn’t quite phrase it as a question but you can see a hint of curiosity on her features. You shrug, a slightly guilty expression on your features.
“You know all my thoughts, frankly it’s kind of relaxing, being this open.”
“I suppose I can see the advantages,” she says while tilting her head. “Odd reason though it may be.” She then opens up the book again.
“I would suggest you speak to Marisa however, she seems to be feeling rather guilty, I believe you know about what… and I wish to return to my reading.”
Oh? She’s still feeling bad about that one? She did apologize, though you feel like it was mostly to cover her own ass at the time.
May as well, you hardly know the woman.
“Fair enough, though…” You pop five tails into view behind yourself. “Sure you don’t want to relax a little first?”
Her hand twitches as she looks at your tails, all three eyes trailing them as you wave them ever so slightly to the left and right.
Heh.
- - -
You step back outside a good few minutes later, Satori having gotten her fix, such as it was. It’s nice to be appreciated. Your fur is, after all, quite lovely.
You walk through the hallways and through the lobby, Koishi is nowhere to be seen, nor are the animals. You know you never really thought about it, but with how many live here you are surprised it still smells…
Well, mostly like roses really.
You step through the front door and back outside. Marisa is floating lazily on her broom, sitting on it side saddle, legs kicking idly in the air. As you open the door she pauses, looking quite a bit awkward at your approach.
“Good morning Marisa.” You greet.
“Mornin’...” She mumbles out.
“Something I can help you with?” You ask.
“Mmm. sr.” She says, now both mumbling and whispering, somehow.
You stick your hands in your pockets, watching her carefully. She’s very obviously feeling rather awkward, but you’ve learned, time and time again, that they’ll talk sooner or later.
In her case, it’s definitely sooner, as the dams bursts within seconds,
“I’m sorry, okay!?” She shouts in your face.
You blink, ears ringing slightly from the spike in volume.
You make a show of digging into one of your ears, shaking your head slightly.
“Apology accepted! You are just one of many to shoot at me lately, though I must admire your aim.”
She looks at you sceptically a few moments, then lets out a deep sigh.
“I want yer help in investigatin’ the village attack.” She admits.
…
Okay, not what you expected.
“Pardon me?”
She slides off the broom to land feet first onto the ground, she dusts off the hem of her dress a few times before looking up at you again.
“I know Akyuu, she talked about you. I’ve fought berserk Youkai, it don’t make sense that one would just wait and launch themself at the village like that.” She takes a step forward, far from the nervousness you saw before, now there’s a fire in her eyes.
“Akyuu said yer good at investigatin’ things. My father was in the village, part of the shop burnt down.” She explains.
“Anyone hurt?”
“No,” she assures you, “The shop was closed, and the building was pretty far from the fire. But I want to know who threw a berserk Youkai at the village.”
She then crosses her arms, looking up at you with all the seriousness and gravity she can muster.
“I am good at hunting rogue youkai, but I don’t know nothing about this crap.”
You size her up, she’s being honest, and is rather determined. She was nervous before for the apology, but now it’s all business.
You answer honestly.
“The Moriya already have me looking into this, and have been for some time.”
She adopts a surprised look.
“Ya are?” She asks, looking dumbfounded.
“Yes… you weren’t aware?” You ask.
“No… I mean…” She shakes her head. “Alice mentioned ya were around to ask about puppets, an’ Reimu mentioned other people were workin’ in the incident. Didn’t figure it’d be ya’ll.”
You shrug your shoulders.
“Well, we are, and have been ever since the first attack. I’m still looking into it now though.”
She searches her face for a few moments before nodding. A range of emotions play across her face, annoyance and… relief mostly. You suppose anyone would be like that if their family was threatened.
… You wonder if she’s religious.
“Well… can ya’ just tell Reimu if ya find anythan? I’m workin’ with her.” She asks a few moments later.
“Sure, but you can also pop by the shrine you know?” You offer.
She shivers a little.
“I would… rather not, can you just tell Reimu?”
Fear that time… what could she possibly be afraid o-
Oh, Sanae on a warpath right. Honestly you kind of want to see it, you can’t remember the last time you saw someone get beat up for your sake… usually it’s the other way around.
“I was planning on keeping Reimu informed either way, so no, that’s not a problem. What has Reimu told you so far?”
“Said it may be shapeshifters, foxes maybe.” She admits with a shrug, “nothin’ concrete yet. Last I heard she was checkin’ on Eientei.”
Well… here’s hoping Marisa doesn’t get suspicious of something and blows half the world away with the giant fuckoff laser.
… No you're not still bitter about it.
“Fair enough, I’ll keep her informed. You may want to catch up with her though if you haven’t recently, we caught a perpetrator last night, not THE perpetrator though.”
Her expression focuses and she sticks out a hand. With a spin through the air her broom slots into the open grip, and she grabs it.
“Who?” She asks.
“Puppeteer named Futaba.” You answer.
She nods, swinging back onto her broom.
“I’ll ask Reimu about it!”
“Alright, let me know if you find out anything pl-”
Your words are cut short by a blast of dust as she takes off like a rocket into the air, leaving you standing there awkwardly.
…
Such a polite girl.
- - -
You head out of the underground, you could have taken more time to explore it… but you’ve spent enough time here already this morning. You fly up and over the village before heading straight up the hole leading to the surface.
It’s still bright and sunny thankfully, though there is a hint of storm clouds rolling in from the distance. Probably by tonight then.
You crack your joints satisfactorily. Managed another trip in the underground without getting into a fight, it is sad that so far that is one of the safer places you’ve been to.
You glance up at the mountain, debating whether or not you can sneak into the hot springs before heading back. You could you suppose, but you also want to get back.
A sigh escapes despite yourself, always so very busy.
You kick off from the ground again and make a lazy path up the mountain.
- - -
You land at the gate, true to the message Sanae sent you they are indeed making rather good time. All the buildings are up, and they are currently working on the scratch damage. Kanako’s at her post looking over it all, while Suwako is on the roof.
Kanako’s focus turns to you the moment you cross the gate, and before you can react she is already walking over.
“Greetings Ayumu, how went the trip?”
You shake your hand in a wishy-washy motion.
“Okay for the most part, didn’t really learn anything world shattering, but managed to meet Yuugi and Satori.”
She crosses her arms, looking curious.
“No leads?”
“None,” you admit, “though I did run into Marisa of all people, she’s looking into the incident as well. Apparently the attack on the village threatened her father.”
Kanako ‘hmm’s an agreement.
“This is rather surreptitious, Marisa is experienced, just as Reimu is. With her joining the hunt our assailants must divide their attentions among many fronts. They are unlikely to repeat their last assault upon us.” She declares.
“You are worried about us being attacked again?” You ask. Looking up to focus more on her eyes.
“Not… as such,” she admits after a moment. “Not at the shrine at least, but my followers…” she glances over a group of workers, currently fixing up a slash along a wall. A distinctive splash of green can be seen, even from here.
“I fear no attack,” she starts again, “not with Suwako and myself standing guard.”
“Fair enough.” You say in agreement.
… You wonder if she is more worried about Sanae or the shrine, If you had to guess… probably Sanae actually, which says a lot.
“What will you be doing with the rest of the day?” Kanako asks.
You pull back from your musings to look at the goddess, good question.
Chapter 79: Shop of Mystery
Chapter Text
“Well, I have one more lead to check out,” and you’ve been putting this one off for a while, “Rinnosuke’s shop…” You glance back down the mountain, over towards the human village and the forest that is near it. Decidedly few buildings are on the border of the forest however, and by few you mean… exactly one.
“May be able to help us with the artifacts, it’s the only lead I have left. Though I don’t rightly know where it is.” You admit. “You mentioned working with him in the past?” You ask, looking back towards Kanako.
“In the past yes,” Kanako says while looking past you towards the landscape. “Though work is a strong term, we merely acquired items and electronics from the shopkeeper. Little else.”
Her tone changes to something more thoughtful.
“Though he did have some quite esoteric items, perhaps you could indeed find a lead there? At the very least it would be yet another contact for you.”
“As is my specialty,” you say cheekily. “I shan’t rest till all of Gensokyo is in at least a business relationship with me.”
“An admirable goal,” Kanako agrees, “though first we must resolve this incident. Finding the puppeteer was good progress, but we need yet more.”
“On that we are in agreement, though at least things have… well I won’t say calmed down, as that’s just asking for trouble. But at least the shrine is safe.” You say.
Honestly you’ve been feeling quite a bit better as of late, regarding the shrine anyway. The perpetrators are still at large, but with everyone watching it, well… if someone had the strength to attack the shrine now… you’d die anyway. So no point in worrying about it really.
“Where is his shop?” You ask.
Kanako looks past you again, then raises a hand to point out a structure. You follow her direction, eyes moving west past the furthest buildings and the Myouren temple… to the lone building on the edge of the forest.
You can’t make out any real details from here, but there is a rough path leading from it towards the village proper.
“I thought Sanae said it was safe? That seems rather close to youkai territory.” You remark.
“It is safe, he trades to both youkai and humans equally,” Kanako replies, “though of course caution is recommended.”
“Noted, is he a youkai or a human?” You ask.
“Half Youkai,” Kanako replies bluntly.
Half youkai? Not… the most common thing in the world, but it happens, not usually welcome by either species as a matter of course. Though depending on what exactly he is half OF would change how he could interact with the world.
Gensokyo is highly liberal in those regards, though you doubt the humans would ever allow any youkai to stay truly long term without good reason. Humans have never been overtly kind to those of the otherworld.... Though admittedly that never stopped you from getting business.
“Fair enough,” You say after a few moments, looking away from the shop back towards the goddess. “I’ll head there after lunch then.”
- - -
Sanae calls the rest of the humans to a break and they produce their own meals from their packs. The rest of you however head inside for a quick bite to eat in the dining room, something simple and easy, prepared by Suwako, though still welcome.
“So anything I should know before I meet him? Rinnosuke that is?” You ask the table at large.
“Mm-” Sanae puts down her chopsticks, letting them rest idly on top of the bowl. “I never really talked to him that much. But he seemed mostly harmless.”
Suwako looks up from her end of the table to nod lightly.
“Aye, he’s not much one for fightin’, more concerned with his business than anythin’ else. I wouldn’t be particularly worried, and ya can call us if ya need us.”
- - -
You head out of the shrine soon afterwards, once again taking off down the mountain. You slow down near the waterfall lake, then take a path that winds along the river. You are in no real hurry at the moment, and this whole way is heavily watched by Tengu.
They are out and about in force this morning, both patrols in the skies and on the ground. There’s also just regulars about, groups fishing on the water or entering the woods to hunt. You’d figure most of their fishing was done in the village proper, but perhaps they know something you don’t.
You come out of the woods entirely sometime later, and you make a path parallel to the human village, flying around all the farms and buildings for some time until you come to a stop at the rough path that leads to the shop.
You land on the rough dirt and look down the path towards the shop, from here you can see it better to see it’s… highly traditional actually. The shop itself is rather small and made of the same material most of the buildings of the Human Village are. Its red tile roof shines in the noonday sun, and its sign hanging above the door proudly names it as ‘Kourindou’ in a happy font.
In front of the door are various knicknacks including a tanuki statue… a unicycle… a surfboard. Decidedly… odd lawn ornaments. But they certainly do stand out at least.
You walk up the dirt road, to the the shop itself is connected to another larger two story building, this one is unmarked beyond windows and a door. Most likely where he keeps excess wares and where he lives. You doubt he walks all the way from the village to here every day just to open up shop.
The door is heavy wood, and has a little bell attached to it. You twist the knob and the door opens easily, the little bell ringing in the process, announcing your entrance. The interior is…
Cluttered would be a good word yes.
The first thing to hit you is the old smell of heavy wood, this on its own wouldn’t surprise you. It’s the eclectic mix of oil, rubber, and plastics that mix with it that nearly overpower your senses. The interior is lit in a very awkward fashion by several hanging ceiling lamps, they all have different bulbs and are hanging at different heights, making the light very… well…confusing. Running across the ceiling between them are electrical wires, they hang down in places with various bits plugged into them.
The place as a whole could serve as its own flea market, tables and baskets are setup all over the place, covered in objects ranging from the exotic to the absolutely mysterious. Old televisions, books, typewriters, a few sewing machines, dozens of clocks, watches, lamps and lanterns. They are all strewn all over the place with little in the way of rhyme or reason.
Nothing is cluttering the floor, so you have a feeling it’s less a design choice and more of he simply ran out of space to put all of it away effectively. You come to this conclusion when you spot the barrel filled with umbrellas and swords of all things.
On the right side of the shop is a counter, it is sandwiched between the far wall and a catalogue cabinet. Sitting just behind it is what appears to be a young man.
Short silver hair frames a flat and stoic face. Golden eyes blink slowly behind a pair of glasses as they look down at the book resting on the counter. His outfit is almost traditional, blue and black. As you walk through the shop he eventually pulls his attention away from the book to look at you, at first it’s a look of surprise, it then morphs to a smile.
“Welcome to Kourindou.” He greets warmly. His voice is cheerful, if sounding slightly tired. You stop walking, turning to focus on him fully.
“Thank you!” You reply with some put upon cheer, “would you be Rinnosuke?”
He leans back in his seat, adjusting his glasses in the process as he looks at you with a curious expression.
“I would be, yes, what brings you to my shop?”
You move forward until your are just standing before the counter, you put on a relaxed posture as you look down at the man.
“I am Ayumu, I am currently looking for a particular artifact, could you assist in that?”
Best to focus on the lantern here, you have the puppet down… and the umbrella is still… just an umbrella likely enchanted.
He pushes up the glasses again, a force of habit you imagine.
“That would depend on the artifact in question, what would it be in particular?”
You make a show of reaching into your pocket, creating a little illusion as you do so. From it you produce a piece of paper upon which is a picture, that being of the lantern. You slide it across the counter, and he picks it up to look at it.
“Apparently an older artifact from the pre-Gensokyo days, would you happen to have one or know of any?”
He looks the paper over several times, hand rubbing his chin as he studies it.
“Yes… this is an exorcism lamp. I used to have one yes, I sold it some while back however.” He admits sadly, handing back the paper, “I’m afraid I only had the one and I don’t know rightly what they are for, I could keep an eye out for another one if you wish?” He offers.
“No that’s alright,” you reply while putting the piece of paper back in your pocket. “Do you remember by chance who you sold it to? I would attempt to buy it from them if possible.”
He mulls over the question for a moment, then holds up a finger for pause. With the creaking of wood he slides a drawer below the desk open, and for several moments you can hear him shuffling paper around. With a grunt he slides out a box and drops it onto the counter, it’s filled with books and a small amount of receipts.
He digs through the receipts for a few moments before producing the one he was looking for.
“Yes…” He says, looking closely at the receipt. “He didn’t leave an address as he bought it and took it with him, one… Ichikawa Danjuro.”
… Well he either is a Kabuki actor or that is a fake name if you’ve ever heard one.
“May I see the receipt?” You ask.
He nods and hands it over… yep, so an alias more than likely. Unless Danjuro managed to teleport to Gensokyo instead of dying. Not that bad actually, you have an alias… if he, she or it has used it before or since, you can narrow it down.
That and if you use an alias you have something to hide as a general rule. You hand it back, a genuine smile on your face.
“A shame, but thank you nonetheless, I will look into this.” He accepts it, putting it back in the box as you glance around the shop again, “Where did you acquire your goods? Most of these are from the outside world.” You ask.
“I collect things that fall through the border, though some of this has been here for quite some time. Unfortunately few people have need for such things.”
May be worth checking out at some point actually… compared to most places, you have electricity.
“Good amount of gameboys feel through it seems.” You remark, walking over to a little counter that has several of the things.
The assortment of electronics is certainly motley. Gameboys, an old atari, and plenty of little tigers and the like. You never really were much for games, and by that you mean you weren’t. It was a bit… beyond your time.
Of course, you still have knowledge of them, that’s what happens when you live where you did.
“You know the name? Fascinating, I have surmised it to be some sort of weapon.” He remarks, sounding genuinely curious.
“It’s an entertainment device.” You correct.
You pull one of them off the shelf, looking it over from to back. It still has the batteries in it surprisingly enough, but as you flick the slide switch nothing happens.
You slide the clear cover off the back, plucking out one of them.
“You have more of these?” You ask, holding the battery up between two fingers.
He ducks behind the desk for a moment, and you can hear bags being shuffled around… it must be hell to keep things organized in here you imagine. You hear a sound of triumph and then a loud BANG as he collides with the top of the desk as he rises.
There’s a hiss of pain as he pulls back out again a bit more slowly, rubbing the back of his skull as he drops the batteries onto the counter. You grab them with an amused smile, then pop them into the back of the gameboy.
You hit the slide and a familiar ding announces itself. Still works, neat. A title screen of one of the Mario’s comes on to the screen and you offer it over to the shopkeeper. For a second he just stares at it, is if expected a movie.
“You use the buttons to play,” you explain, “kids love the things.”
His eyes widen, transfixed by the screen. His hands fumble with the plastic buttons for a few moments before a familiar little jingle plays.
…
And you’ve lost him.
- - -
You head back out of the shop shortly after, Rinnosuke having become wholly transfixed by the gameboy. May be worth coming back as you thought earlier for some cheap electronics… that and maybe you can strike a deal. If he doesn’t know what it was actually for you may be able to get some ‘discounts’.
You fly back around the village then follow the river home, cresting the top and landing onto the dirt. This time Kanako is nowhere to be seen, you had expected to be drilled by her the moment you got home.
Instead you see Sanae still working with the humans, though noticeably they aren’t actually ‘working’ at the moment. She seems to be talking about the goddesses and what they can do in general while they listen attentively.
Well, it seems you may have gotten some more enduring followers out of the deal then.
“How’d it go?” Suwako asks.
You glance over to the side to see Suwako looking over the scene with a smile on your face, you didn’t see her as you arrived, frankly she may not have BEEN there at all. But you’ve stopped being surprised by that.
“Got a name for the buyer of the lantern.” You reply, conjuring up a piece of paper with the name on it. “I don’t know if it’s the same lantern of course, but whoever bought it used an alias. So that seems like a good lead.”
Suwako looks at the paper with a frown.
“A poor one too, they weren’t tryin’ very hard. Ah went to one of his performances in the late 1600’s.” She remarks.
“Well hopefully they were dumb enough to use it again, I’ll ask around for it.” You respond.
“Ah’ll keep an ear out as well.” She concurs, “good work today deadfox.”
“Ah good, I was waiting until I finally got my nickname.” You say with a grin. She chuckles.
“Well, it’s one of several ya got.” She says, sticking out her tongue.
“Oh? Do I want to know?” Suwako grins wickedly, looking between you and Sanae a moment.
“Well just between you and me ah’ve heard Sanae call ya ‘deathwish’ before.”
… Yeah you could buy that, though to be fair all the places people call ‘really dangerous’ so far have been actually rather nice to you. Same for the people.
“Whatcha gonna do with the rest of yer day?” Suwako asks.
“Relax probably,” you say while shrugging your shoulders. “Been a busy day on my part, though I’ll be around if Sanae needs me.”
“Fair enough, fair enough, get yer rest. Tomorrow’s gonna be a busy day for you as well, Sanae needs to let some steam out.”
“Yeah… me too.” You say, allowing a grin that is only slightly less wicked than her own to cross your face.
You spend the rest of the day relaxing, helping Suwako out with guard duty and just generally being lazy. Frankly, you deserve it every once in awhile. Before you ever really notice daylight has come and gone, and once done with a nice dinner after walking the humans home you turn in for the night.
Your ‘spar’ with Sanae is at first light, so might as well be well rested. Both for that and if something goes wrong when you visit the underground again tomorrow night.
You step back into your little house, popping your arms above your head with a hum of satisfaction. Early to bed, earlier to rise. You don’t bother trying to create a spellcard, don’t need to be thrown through a wall tonight.
With little aplomb you throw yourself onto the bed, and in short time you find yourself away to a peaceful night of no dreams.
- - -
You awaken a good eight hours later to a fresh day, the birds are chirping, the wind is whistling, and just somewhere you know there is a woman eager for bloodsport.
You take your morning shower and head into the dining room to find breakfast already served. Admittedly you slept in a tad, but it is still rather early. A decidedly un-Japanese breakfast of bacon and eggs. But gods know everyone here loves their protein.
Sanae is more excited than you though, looking every bit eager as she digs into her food, though admittedly it may also be a relief to not have to do housework all day.
“So anything special I should know?” You ask the table at large, “You said I have free range of my abilities so Sanae can learn, that still hold true?”
“Indeed it does,” Kanako says with a nod. “Illusions, shapeshifting, whatever you believe may be good for her to learn. Sanae has little in experience in such things, she of course on her end will be using the full range of her spellcards as well for practice.”
You glance over to Sanae who is smiling in a way oddly reminiscent of her mother.
Honestly, while you joke about her wanting payback… and she has joked about it a number of times. You can’t help but wonder if she has a competitive streak like both of her mothers. It wouldn’t honestly surprise you.
It also means this morning if you aren’t careful will hurt. Quite a bit.
You finish breakfast and head outside, you follow Sanae down the back steps onto the arena, it has already been cleared of snow. Rather violently as well, half the trees still have it pressed roughly against their sides… most likely a sudden gust of wind.
Sanae walks to the end of the arena, her shows crunching against the still frozen ground. She’s dressed in her normal attire, she doesn’t really have much in the way of a ‘battle’ dress like Kanako does, and Suwako did in the dream.
But as she turns around and readies your Gohei you wonder if she really needs all that much.
Now then.
Chapter 80: Duel of the Servants
Chapter Text
Your shoes shift on the frozen ground; it doesn't sink, doesn't give. The snow was only recently cleared and the dirt may as well be rock... to most people anyway. Strength is rarely “normal” where youkai are involved. You crack your neck, allowing a sigh to escape your lips as you stretch a little. You relax, looking towards the maiden with a smile.
“Relax, green, I’ll go easy on you.” You smirk. She shifts her stance as well, facing you sideways, gohei held out in front of her as her other is in a crooked position in order to better draw a spellcard once the fighting commences.
“I do not accept that nickname!” Sanae says with mock threat. “When I beat you into the ground you shall call me the ‘beautiful and kind wind maiden!’” Suwako laughs from the sideline.
“IF you beat me into the ground.” You respond.
Her grin widens, taking on that same fighting look her mothers sport from time to time. You wonder; when she fully gets into combat which one she is more like? Admittedly you’ve seen less of Suwako fighting than Kanako… though what you saw was horrifying.
You raise a hand into the air, smiling back, and with a snap of your fingers, the fun begins.
*Snap*
“Fox Sign – What Was Not There!”
Your spellcard activates, lapping greedily at your magic. Dirt crunches to your right and left as your clones take up positions besides you. You watch as they split again, and then again.
Ten copies of yourself stand around you, all a perfect replica of the original. Perhaps not as versatile as your illusion abilities… but what it can do, it does with precision and power, and requires far less focus.
First… a game of chance and attention. With a rush of air you split up, leaving the clearing in nine visible directions, while another remains in place, squared against Sanae, and unmoving. She wastes little time, light shining from the tip of her gohei as a spread of energy shoots out of it. She’s forgone spellcards, and a rush of regular attacks fill the clearing.
As you duck and dodge the rapidly enclosing energy you come to realise there is still very little regular about it. The clone makes a show of ducking and dodging, twisting and bending in ways almost unnatural as the energy just barely misses or grazes time and time again.
Your response is just as impressive, at least in quantity. Walls of danmaku come flying out of the forest and trees, rushing in from every angle, forcing her to move.
She’s good at it too, weaving and spinning, she takes off into a low hover to allow a third axis of movement. With expert aim and attention she fires back into the woods, sniping any clone who show so much as a scrap of clothing. One-two-three... In a matter of seconds you’re beginning to run out of clones. You try to remember that you are training her, but right now it’s hard to imagine her needing it.
It ends just as quickly as it began, the danmaku flying harmlessly past to dissipate against the trees as the clones fade away again into the forest. The numbers are inconsequential, the actual card clones being replaced by regular illusions.
What is interesting is how fast she figured it out, whirling to the middle of the clearing.
“Esoterica - Gray Thaumaturgy!” She shouts, stars bursting from her card. They spin briefly, then dissolve into a barrage of small orbs, spreading in every direction.
The card alights in magical energy and stars of energy burst out of it. They rotate in place several times then ‘dissolve’ into smaller orbs of energy that quickly spread across the entirety of the clearing.
They barely hurt, feeling more like hail then an attack, but as you appear floating a few feet above the ground you nod appreciatively.
“That was a good spot, divine energy?” You ask.
She grins.
“Didn’t sense anything in the forest, though I didn’t know you could turn invisible either.” She remarks.
“I didn’t,” you say with a shrug, establishing the lie. “It was an illusion, very few illusionists can make themselves truly invisible…” You then grin, “But I do appreciate the compliment, I am fairly amazing after all.”
She smirks back, only to be surrounded by more stars. The danmaku spinning and tearing through the open air.
You dive back into the woods, replaced by a spray of danmaku from your clones.
- - -
You watch the fight from a tree branch, hidden by Forgotten Beast, and watching carefully.
She doesn’t have a problem with numbers, you doubt any of the Moriya do. Still, this is a common move among illusionists, so it’s important you make sure she can handle it.
The sheer amount of firepower density she can put out however makes numbers largely a moot point, even if at that point the ‘bullets’ aren’t very powerful.
For her part she doesn’t seem particularly winded, there are some scratches as the odd bit of danmaku clips her or hits her in the back…but it doesn’t slow her down, and you can tell that she’s figuring out your pattern. You’re hitting her less and less, and she’s watching every angle.
Her mothers did a good job training her.
Another clip against her back apparently was once too many, as she produces another spellcard.
“Esoterica - Forgotten Ritual!” She shouts over the din.
More stars shoot out of the card, bathing the clearing in their multicolored hue. These ones do not dissolve like the first, they go to the edges of the clearing, then explode in bursts of light that send shrapnels of magic in all directions.
You nearly have to drop from the tree yourself as orbs of energy go whizzing past.
To her however it has the desired effect, the clearing going silent once again as the clones disperse back into the forest.
This isn’t going to beat her, and you both know it at this point, so it’s time to change your approach.
You slip down from the tree and carefully move across the clearing, the goddesses can’t sense you like this, so you highly doubt Sanae can. Clones start popping up here and there again to keep Sanae busy as you move, just from the look on her face however she seems rather confused about the fact that she can’t sense you.
You crouch behind the goddesses, taking a bit more of a direct control of the illusions as you have them dodge and shoot back a bit more effectively. None of them are using spellcards, so they’re still easy to maintain. Her reserves of magic are vast, as is her stamina. However the longer you keep this up the more annoyed she clearly gets… which is the point.
“Not sure what this proves.” Suwako mutters, standing next to Kanako as they look over the arena.
“He is deliberately testing her patience, in addition he is hiding from her to see how she would respond to such a thing.” Kanako responds.
“Ah figured that much,” Suwako says, still watching over the clone battle. “Just it’s kinda repetitive, and he ain't made a move past the clones.”
“Indeed,” Kanako agrees. “But… I do believe that to be the point. He has hardly yet needed to do anything at all.”
“Yeah,” Suwako snorts, “‘yet.’”
“Sea Opening - Moses's Miracle!"
Sanae’s shout carries over the battle as a literal wave of danmaku clears the field. It spreads out from her in a crash of magic and energy before curving around the clearing several times. Any clones unfortunate enough to be in the field itself are wiped out immediately. The danmaku they fired suffers the same fate, disappearing in the tidal wave.
It spreads out into the trees from there, wiping out the clones on the fringes. You let the rest dissipate, allowing quiet to once again fall over the clearing.
“Show yourself!” Sanae yells in challenge, gohei raised as a light sheen of sweat shows on her forehead. Suwako whistles appreciatively.
"She got tired of the mind games quick.” She says sounding impressed.
“Seems that way.” You agree.
Suwako jumps ever so slightly, and you have to fight a smirk that you managed to surprise her a little. You stand to the right of her, cloaked in a perfect illusion. Your clone has taken its place to the left of Kanako, also perfect. To the world at large it would appear as if the gods have twins.
Suwako is looking at you warily, and you carefully mimic the look, while Kanako is looking at hers in what could almost be described as appreciation.
Sanae at the lull in combat looks towards the goddesses, then pauses.
“This is a dirty trick.” Sanae says, a tone of warning in her voice as she looks over towards the… four of you.
The real Kanako speaks up.
“I have granted him permission to use all his tricks, it is important for you to know how to deal with trickery.”
… She’s oddly accepting of this.
Any further argument by Sanae is interrupted by a series of clicks and shutter snaps, and you all glance up in unison towards the source of the sound.
Aya is flying in a lazy circle around the clearing, taking pictures of the currently ongoing battle.
“Mornin’ Sanae!” Aya greets warmly, her voice a perfect match for Suwako’s down to the accent. “Got time for ahn interview?”
Sanae watches the tengu fly around the arena with a doubtful look on her face, gohei raising slowly as the tengu takes more pictures.
You feel an elbow lodge itself into your side as Suwako speaks up in a quiet voice.
“Ah’m gonna go ahead and be a bit offended by this,” she warns. You nod your head slightly in apology.
“My apologies, there is a method to my madness.”
Sanae, having apparently realised the fakeout rather easily shoots a spread of magical energy out of her gohei which collides with Aya in midair. The illusion fails easily, it was never designed to last.
“Divine Festival – Onbashira!” Your clone shouts out.
Sanae barely has time to let out a yelp of surprise as the Aya illusion fails and reveals the onbashira that was circling the arena. It rights itself and dives on her at speed causing her to leap back.
It stops in midair, right as you activate your own spellcard.
“Scourge Sign – Mishaguji-sama!” You shout as Suwako.
Sanae lands from her jump, the entire event happening in only a second. She lets out another surprised yelp as she sinks into the ground a little, the frozen dirt being replaced by thick muck and tar that cling to her ankles.
Four white snakes rise out of the muck, and spray down danmaku onto the shrine maiden. The spell itself only lasts for scant moments, but the effect is noticeable. It’s the only solid hit you’ve gotten on her so far.
The muck and tar fades away, leaving a very annoyed looking shrine maiden staring up at the group of you. Her attention is short lived however, as yet more clones come rushing out of the forest, this time dolled up as either goddess. Still no spellcards on their end, but they serve their purpose of a distraction, shooting out weak bullets or copying the fighting styles of the goddesses.
She’s gotten used to fighting clones and copies now, which is good, and as she finishes off the last ones to face you all again, gohei at the ready. You realise it’s probably time to move to the next plan.
The group has changed since she last looked, the Kanako clone is gone, having moved off to join in the scuffle, leaving Kanako and a pair of twin Suwakos.
Sanae frowns, looking between the two of you.
“Which one of you is Ayumu?” She asks.
Alright… answers that question. She can sense the divine energy but can’t quite tell them apart from one another… though you’d assume you have far less of it than Suwako. Perhaps she’s a bit distracted right now.
You speak up just the same while placing your hand on your hips.
“Ya really can’t tell who's the fake?” You ask, gesturing to the real Suwako.
You put some charm into your voice, enough to just make you seem more trustworthy. This is something she’ll have to learn to pick out as well, it’s not the most powerful ability in the world… the most you could ever do is make someone perceive you as a friend or trustworthy. They’d never die for you unless you damn near wiped their brain… still helpful though.
Sanae grips the gohei a bit tighter, and the real Suwako seems to know what is about to happen before Sanae even does it. A burst of magical energy lances forth from the stick, and Suwako makes a diving leap literally into the dirt as it passes overhead. The last thing you see is a pair of legs flailing in the air as she digs deeper… neat.
You hear a snort from Kanako even as you raise an apologetic shrug towards Sanae. The shrine maiden taking no time at all to switch targets… no look of apology either. She may share Kanako’s… lack of focus on collateral damage when in battle mode.
“Sorry, Suwako!” You shout, shooting across the clearing. You think you hear the frog goddess curse, but it is drowned out by Sanae’s roar.
“Miracle - Night with Bright Guest Stars!”
Bursts of bright blue energy explode around you like artillery, sending out spears of danmaku all across your path. It forces you to twist and weave as you try to make it towards the woods, even that is barely enough as it grazes and hisses against your clothes and exposed flesh. You pump magic into your legs, fur sprouting out of your feet as you increase the sprint to superhuman levels.
You’d fly… but you are slower flying.
With a mighty yell that is in no way a desperate shriek you dive into the forest, beams of light chasing and crashing into the trees like an artillery barrage. You watch it rain down from above, arching down from the skies above to fall well… like stars crashing into the earth. It batters the edge of the arena but doesn’t chase you into the woods.
Sanae, however, has no such hesitation. The very moment the barrage lifts she flies into the woods, you duck behind a tree as she does so. You can’t hide for very long… or at all really if she is searching for your divine presence without you resorting to ‘Forgotten Beast’. But… you have a different plan.
“You’re good in an open area,” your voice echoes through the forest, carrying from tree to tree so it gives no location due to illusion, “but the forest is my domain, Green.”
Sanae chuckles, eye darting from tree to tree while looking for you.
“I just want this to end quickly so you don’t get too hurt.” She replies playfully.
You launch yourself from the tree, skidding to a halt a few yards in front of her, spellcard at the ready.
“Well then, let's end thi-” You start.
You are cut off by Kanako’s voice yelling from just behind Suwako.
“Cease this tomfoolery and return to the arena!” Sanae pauses, head jerking back to look at her mother.
The goddess cuts a fearsome figure, arms crossed, glaring red eyes, one foot tall. Sanae barely has time to question it before her mother explodes violently in a burst of danmaku… thank you exploding fox, you are a good little spellcard.
You switch immediately to another spellcard in the confusion.
"Fox Sign – Forgotten Beast!”
You turn invisible and dash through the woods, leaving some clones behind to keep her busy as you get away. By the time you breach the treeline there is the sounds of several large and powerful explosions…
Yeah, she probably shouldn’t have followed you into the woods.
You head over to the goddesses, Suwako having returned to her spot and is currently looking off towards the woods.
“Divine Virtue - Bumper Crop Rice Shower!” Sanae shouts out the spell behind you.
You glance back to see four balls of danmaku shoot off into the sky. They get about fifty to sixty feet above the tree-line before exploding in a bright and loud series of sparks sending down a veritable rain of energy.
…Yeah your copy can’t quite do that.
You make it the rest of the way over to the goddesses, Suwako slowly turning away from the forest and the ‘battle’ to look at you instead, even as you are invisible.
“Sorry about that.” You offer, not dropping the spellcard's effect. “You can see me?”
“Ah can see the dirt shiftin,’” Suwako answers. “That was a dirty trick.”
She’s glaring, but it’s playful so you are not too worried. You’ll just get tarred and feathered during your next training match you figure.
“That is quite the bothersome spellcard,” Kanako remarks, not bothering to look away from the forest.
“I’d agree… and using it too much gives me a headache to be honest, but it is effective.” You reply, you rub the back of your head for emphasis but… well. They can’t actually see you.
The last of the explosions subside, and a minute later an… aggrieved looking shrine maiden stomps out of the forest. She walks into the middle of the arena and takes a look around. Seeing nothing but the goddesses she lets out a sigh then shouts.
“If you choose to hide in the woods that is your business! But I will fight in the arena!”
Well, stage three then.
You start walking over to her quietly, at the same time an illusion of yourself slowly walks out of the forest from the same way she came in, making her turn around.
“Feeling tired yet?” The illusion asks glibly.
“Perhaps a little,” she replies. “Are you in danger of dying?”
You grab the gohei from behind her, yanking it out of her grip and causing her to nearly spin in place, she had a good grip, but she wasn’t expecting theivery.
“Not particularly.” You reply, fading back into view and holding the gohei in your hands.
“Apologies for the lie by the way,” you say, allowing a touch of sadness to enter your tone, “I am good enough to turn invisible.”
And as fast as you were there, you are gone. A regular illusion covers you, rendering you near invisible. It’s not perfect… but it doesn’t need to be. As with a loud hiss fog starts to shoot out of the ground and covers the arena.
The off white fog fills the arena quickly, blocking visibility for more than a few feet in any one direction. A ‘fake’ illusion, purely focused on one person’s perception. To the goddesses it would be like nothing changed at all, for Sanae it is like she just walked into a cloud bank.
She shifts unsteadily, hands moving into a martial arts stance as she slowly turns around and around to keep an eye on all angles.
You call out in a loud voice, and it echoes through the fog.
“I know the cause of all my bad luck and beatings recently, I figured it out…”
Funny thing about charm… it works the best when people are off-guard.
“Oh? And what would that be?” She calls out, pausing in her motions to look off into the fog.
The fog itself shifts and forms and image out of the ether, taking the shape of a fox… and a shrine looming above it. There’s a hint of fear on its face as it takes in the image.
“I only get beaten up when I’m around the Moriya, I didn’t want to admit it at first… but there is clear correlation, which equates causation. I get the stuffing beat out of me every time.” You say with obvious fake sadness.
You could actually hurt her feelings with this… so you are being rather careful.
A twig snaps to her left, and in one smooth motion she blasts the air where it was with magic… you figured she needed her gohei for that. Either way the smoke once again reforms.
… To an image of Sanae beating said fox with a stick, it’s paws held up pathetically to try and stop the fox bullying. A copy of her voice echoes through the fog.
“When I beat you into the ground...”
“You always deserve it...”
“I prefer Suwako’s cooking…”
“Oh, come on!” She yells. The image explodes in a bright flash of white, causing her to shirk back and cover her eyes.
By the time she opens them again, the fog is gone, revealing the arena again, you stand in front of her with your hands in your pockets.
“Surrender, I have your weapon and I have the advantage.” You command, dumping charm into your voice. You are absolutely blunt and deliberately overpowering it so she can notice it and try to fight it.
“I…” She starts, the word trailing off into a slur, her hands shake and she looks decidedly uncomfortable as the effect tries to take hold.
Doing this makes you deeply uncomfortable, but if she gets used to yours, it should theoretically help her resist anybody's. Charm to this extent is like a sledgehammer, powerful but obvious, and she is a strong woman.
She stays true to your hopes, lurching back and taking a deep gasp of breath as she breaks free of the effect. Good job… though you wonder if any of that has to do with her divine heritage?
“I’m sorry about that… part of the training.” You then put a little bit of subtler charm into your voice, “Could you surrender so I don’t have to do it again? It makes me uncomfortable.”
She draws in a few more deep breaths then starts to nod, catching herself mid motion. She looks back up at you with a glare.
“Good work!” You say happily.
“I am going to kill you now," she says, completely serious.
“I completely understand,” you say, equally serious, “I would too.”
She draws a spellcard, casting it just before you start to leap back.
“Earth-God Summon: Iron Ring!”
There’s a familiar sharp whistle as iron rings shoot out of the forest, you can see Suwako sprinting through the tree line tossing the things like frisbees.
You yelp and dive to the side as a particularly fast one nearly takes you out at the legs.
“Sky-God Summon: Onbashira!” Sanae yells.
There’s a familiar thrum and bang as Onbashira start to land throughout the arena, a frantic look up shows the war goddess floating in the sky and directing them down like particularly blunt artillery.
Alright… three against one, you suppose you deserve this.
The Onbashira serve as blockers preventing dodging movement while the rings curl around to slam you in the sides and back repeatedly, sending you tumbling end over end as she beats the stuffing out of you. The only consolation is all this magic is clearly having a rather negative effect on her as well if the panting is anything to go by.
Right…
Time to deploy stage four, you were hoping you wouldn’t have to use stage four.
Another ring goes flying past narrowly missing your head, dodging it is the only reason you also managed to dodge the Onbashira landing nearby. Though if it’s any consolation you feel like the goddesses themselves are proooobably not trying to personally murder you.
You flip the kitsune switch on your legs and arms, clawing your way up a pillar to leap across the clearing towards Sanae.
She casts several bursts of magic at you, forcing you to use all you’ve learned about flight to avoid both it and the goddesses. You land a few yards in front of her, and before she can react to whatever spell she thought you had ready you make a break for the woods beyond her.
“Oh no you don’t!” She yells.
More onbashira slam down in front of you; a wall blocking the path… right.
You split in half, an illusion bouncing off the wall to try and head to the forest via the north while you illusion yourself invisible and clamber over the onbashira.
The clone breaks away, dodging and sprinting as best it can as Sanae draws a new spellcard. You just manage to break into the treeline when it goes off.
The onbashira and rings fade away immediately as she casts it.
“Last Word - Miracle Sign - Dreams of the Believer!”
The arena changes, what was once dirt and craters becomes fine stone, the forest changing to that of the shrine grounds itself causing you to lose your perch amongst the trees. You manage to land silently… but that is little relief for the clone running out there.
Golden light shines down from the sky, and everything goes to hell.
Onbashira slams down from the sky without Kanako’s involvement, then impact with the sound of thunder and the rumbling of an earthquake. They are quickly followed by iron rings curving and whistling through the air.
They scythe and cut up the arena, leaving basically nothing in room for the illusion to maneuver. You suppose this would be far more manageable in the air… still, holy gods above girl.
Green wind as sharp and deadly as blades whip through the air in between even all of that, ensuring that there is nowhere safe. It’s complete area denial.
The only thing left once she is done is cracked and cratered stone and golden light shining down from upon high. She for her part is kneeling on one leg, hand pressed against the dirt as she pants.
Kanako said that Last Words were the manifestation of the user. This is Sanae?
The stones fade away along with everything else, leaving a heavily damaged arena in its wake… you kind of want to see what the old shrine maidens would have thought of that, the ones who fought here originally with regular human weapons.
You step out of the reforming treeline, dropping the illusion as you walk over slowly. Your entire form is that of a fox beast at the moment, your face, hands, legs, everything, is covered in fur. Your senses are as sharp as they can possibly be and you are as fast and as strong as you possibly be at the moment.
The plan was to show her what fighting a fox in full melee would be like, but somehow you doubt she has the energy for it.
She glances up at you from her kneeling position as you approach, eyes looking your your new form curiously even as her mouth forms into a wry grin.
“I… knew that wasn’t you,” she admits, sounding satisfied. “But I really wanted to kill that damned illusion.”
“My apologies, are you alright?” You ask.
Your voice has a certain raspiness to it, and has a… deep, more feral aspect to it. It’s hard to describe, it’s been so long since you took this form.
She nods, raising her arms in surrender with a sigh as you step forward.
You get within a few feet of her, ready to return her gohei when she does the unexpected. Her legs kicks out. It is so sudden you don’t even react, merely watching with your enhanced senses as it flies forward to hit you square in the crotch.
You stare down at the foot trapped between your legs, she does as well, gaping not quite unlike a fish as she seems remarkably more awake.
“A fine trick,” you admit, feeling honestly proud of her, “but this form is for war, not love.”
You draw your own spellcard, the first offensive one all day, and point it at her.
“Fox Sign: Servant of Suwa.”
The buffeting wind hits her dead on, sending her tumbling end over end before rolling to a stop a few dozen yards away. You drop the transformation and walk over, turning her over to check on her.
Merely unconscious, thankfully, she should be up in just a short while, beyond that she has barely a scratch on her besides dirty clothes. The majority of her damage was magical exhaustion, you effectively baited her the whole match until she got frustrated enough to throw it all into one attack.
You are tired yourself… but you’ll recover by the time the evening comes around.
Both goddesses approach to look over your handiwork, Kanako speaking up first.
“Fine work Ayumu, you showed her the majority of what a skilled manipulator can do. Though perhaps you should have showed her more of what you could do in pure combat.”
You take one more look at Sanae then look up at the goddess.
“Probably, but I figured she has more experience with pure fighting than anything else. It’s not my specialty either way, I’m a diplomat, not a combatant… as little as that means here.”
“Ah can tell,” Suwako remarks. “Ya talked her into shooting at me rather easily.”
You wince.
“Yeah… sorry once again, in her defence that was my hitting her with charm after knocking her off balance. After that first batch she resisted remarkably well though, even when I dropped the proverbial magic hammer on her.”
You look back down towards the shrine maiden again, picking her up with a grunt to start carrying her back to the shrine.
“She should be rather more cautious around tricksters now.” You remark.
- - -
You carry her back up the stairs and into the shrine proper, the maiden stirring to life as you drop her onto the bed of her room. You idly move to tidy up a little as she recovers… it’s a habit.
She finally lets out a mighty yawn and sits up on the bed.
“Did I win?” She asks with a smile, watching you clean with amusement in her eyes.
“Indeed you did, kind and beautiful wind maiden.” You reply with a grunt, picking up a box of magazines to move aside, “kicked my fox butt all over the arena.”
She lets out a giggle then leans back on the bed again, legs kicking off the edge. One shoe pressing against the other until it is kicked off with enough force to land against the far wall.
“Fantastic, and as the victor I shall use my newfound authority to rest and be lazy the rest of the day.”
You look back at her, hand on your hips as you stare at the rapidly melting shrine maiden.
“I shall inform the goddesses that your victory was so great it sent you into a post battle coma of bliss. I’m sure Kanako has dealt with the same.”
She holds up a thumb to signify her agreement to this plan, then flops onto her belly, seeing fit to vegetate for awhile.
- - -
You step out of her room shortly afterwards, well… hopefully the goddesses do let her be lazy for a bit. Gods know she stays busy enough, but she pushed herself hard today.
She had fun at least.
…
Probably.
Chapter 81: Kanako's work
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You walk back down the hallway and through the main room, you’ll probably check on Kanako, but first… you rather need a shower. You took a few tumbles in the dirt, though beyond being a bit tired magically you are fine physically. That whole bout took a lot less out of you than it did Sanae.
Girl’s aggressive, though you suppose that is to be expected given who her parents are. The… nut shot wasn’t expected. You haven’t felt that proud in awhile to be honest, you suppose in some respect you should be horrified that she’d fake a surrender just to get at you like that, but she fought with the same trickery you did.
…
Though if she did kick you with the strength you know she has you would probably be stuck in female form for awhile… here’s hoping she didn’t give Kanako inspiration for your next bout.
You wonder what training she has in mind going forward come to think of it, you should probably ask her when you have the chance. The only thing you need to work on is learning to dodge the sheer amount of firepower people throw out, and that’s more muscle memory than anything else… which means she’s probably going to be throwing spellcards at you.
You’ve got to see if the goddesses have any training in negating illusions as well, may be important.
With these thoughts in mind you take your shower, stepping back out feeling remarkably refreshed. You dress in good time and make your way back past the dining room towards Kanako’s door.
It’s closed, though you can hear noises coming from inside. You knock thrice and wait for a response.
You get it in due order.
“You may enter.” Kanako’s voice sounds out, she sounds noticeably distracted from the tone, and with some curiosity you open the door to look inside.
The goddess is looking the same as she usually is, minus the ornamental ring around the back of course. She is in the process of closing a door against the far wall that apparently hides a closet, you can see clothing hanging from racks before it fully shuts. She turns back to look at you an… apron? Tucked under one of her arms.
It’s a heavy thing, not near a cooking apron. Deep blue with multiple deep pockets along it, it’s blackened and burnt in places.
“Do you require my assistance for something?” She asks.
You look away from the apron to look her in the eyes, there’s honest curiosity behind hers.
“Er… no. I didn’t as such, I was just seeing what you were up to. Beyond incident work and such things we hardly… hang out. If that makes sense.
Kanako stares at you, wordlessly adjusting the apron in her grip before smiling softly.
“Perhaps that is the case. Come, I was about to start working now that the buildings are repaired.”
She walks past you with a little… spring in her step?
Huh.
Alright you’re curious.
You follow her outside of her room as she makes her way down the hallway. A quick turn at the main room and she steps out of the main room onto the grounds. A quick walk down the stairs and across the grounds leads you to a building set against the western wall. Short and not very tall, there is a row of windows going all around it, only broken up by a door on the front and the back right side.
You don’t recall this building being damaged in the attack… nor do you really remember paying any attention to it either. Just one of many you haven’t really bothered checking out up until this point you suppose.
Kanako slides the front door open and steps inside, revealing the interior.
The first thing you notice are the racks of tools hanging above the windows along the walls. Hammers, tongs, chisels and other such things of all sizes and shapes. Set into iron fixtures and securely fastened. Most show obvious wear from use, and not a single one is out of place.
The floor is wooden until it abruptly stops, the floor halting to a flat edge. Beyond it the floor is made of rock and sand. A furnace sits in the back with a pipe leading from it to the roof, capped off just before it reaches it. Kanako moves over and fiddles with the roof for a moment, and with a groan of metal a tile slides back opening that section to the sky, she then rotates a small lever on the backside of the pipe and you watch as it moves up through the hole and past the roof.
Interesting.
“A blacksmith's forge?” You ask.
“Indeed it is,” she confirms, “it is mine.”
… She sounds proud of that, but then again she is proud of most things. Still… you suppose she had to get the weapons from somewhere. While legend speaks of godly weapons you hadn’t really imagined she was manually forging such things.
It’s all well used but…
“No anvil?” You ask.
She pauses from her adjustment of one of the tools on the rack, stepping away and towards the back right wall. She slides that door open as well revealing the grounds. She stares at it a few moments, then waves her hand across the empty air.
With the motion the ground shakes slightly, and you watch as the dirt churns and seemingly melts away to be replaced by yet more rocks and sand rising to the surface. With them comes a large anvil covered in runes you don’t begin to recognize. Along the edges comes two long wrought iron tables and yet more tools, vices and the like. The final piece is a little thatch roof rising to cover it all and provide shade, though such a thing is hardly necessary for cooling this time of year.
She looks it all over, then turns back to you with a wide grin.
“Today, since you are free, you shall help me craft my new blade. It shall be a learning experience, I assure you.”
She steps back inside the building, she takes one more look at all of her tools then nods in apparent satisfaction. She reaches up and rubs her arm a moment, then trails the hand down to her sleeve. With a tug the red dress and undershirt fades away, revealing a short white top and a pair of baggy black pants. Around her waist is the ceremonial rope still tied around both pairs of clothes to serve as a belt… it’s an interesting way to change but you suppose you can’t really be one to judge.
… It does raise the question of whether the goddess outfit is merely a product of faith though, you saw other pairs of clothing in the closet.
Both are rather dirty, and they fit the clothing of a stereotypical blacksmith, her hand then moves upwards and removes the rope that serves as a braid on her hair. With the eagerness of unraveling fabric you watch as hair appears from seemingly nowhere, spilling down her shoulders to fall down her back. The purple waterfall came from nothing…
“You hold your hair back?” You ask.
The goddess nods, grasping the long strand and sliding the rope braid through them, it shrinks as it moves until it eventually forms a long ponytail not far off from what you saw in the dream all those days ago.
She shakes her head a little to loosen it then looks back towards you again.
“I discovered early that the hair gets in the way when fighting, so I change its form.”
She then slides the apron up and over her head, tying it in the back. Well…
“A change to say the least.” You comment.
“It would be remiss to get my robes of office dirty.” She explains off-handedly, moving over to grab another apron off of the wall.
“You fight with them on.” You remark.
She tosses you the apron with another grin on her face.
“Indeed, and it would be far easier for me to dirty it forging than for anyone to get it dirty in a fight.”
Ah, right; ego, how silly of you.
You slip the apron over the shoulders as she starts stacking logs below the furnace. It’s a large clay thing, rectangular in shape. It’s a more modern design, though you suppose it would have to be, if she wanted to do most of the work by herself. Goddess or not, traditional furnaces would require half a dozen men working for a week just to get the metal right… though she could probably borrow a Suwako or three.
The wood is in a small enclosure below the furnaces 'sheath'... or whatever it is called with slots cut into it to allow the flame through. She stacks the last of it then looks over to you.
“Pyrokinesis?” She asks.
You step forward, and with a snap of your fingers the logs in the furnace alight. They catch quickly, but before you can watch she slaps a metal door closed over them, sealing it.
“Thank you for that.” You say graciously. She makes a questioning sound as she moves over to the bellow pipe. “Plenty of people get it mixed up with Pyromancy,” you explain, “as amusing it would be I cannot read the future via flames… unless I set someone on fire. Then their future becomes rather obvious.”
She doesn’t respond, instead focusing on the fire. With a nod to herself she leans over the pipe and blows into it. The flame responds instantly, the inside of the furnace become red hot and near blinding. You blink the stars out of your eyes, it seems far hotter than you expected... goddess shenanigans more than likely.
She looks over it with apparent satisfaction then steps back outside towards the anvil. You watch curiously as she sticks her hand underneath the sand and rocks, she searches for a few moments, the hand moving through it like water. Until with a tug she pulls out a long bar of steel.
… Neat trick.
She holds it in one hand, looking it over from all angles like she was looking at the finished product already. It apparently meets her standard as she takes it back inside. She offers it to you and you take it into your grasp.
“What is your opinion?” She asks.
It’s… good steel you guess?
“I’m afraid I have no knowledge of smithing, but it looks sturdy enough.”
The goddess laughs.
“That is metal from Suwa itself, you will hardly find better steel outside of Kagu-tsuchi’s smith houses.”
You offer it back and she accepts it, sliding it into the furnace. Even with the flame like this it shall be a bit before it is ready to shape, time to talk you guess.
“So what is this new training you’ve devised?” You ask curiously.
“Suwako and myself are putting together a training regimen,” she answers, “your speed is fine, and you are grasping danmaku quite well, though perhaps you put to much focus on your own abilities versus your cards.”
“Not that I am against the battle this morning,” she explains, “you did precisely what I had meant you to do. But you need practice getting the best use out of your spellcards, and most of all your ability to dodge.”
“I don’t think I’m too bad at it,” you reply, “though it’s hard to get used to this form of fighting… most brawls I have been in didn’t involve three dimensions.”
“The majority of those you have fought focus on power or trickery.” Kanako says, staring down at the fire. She tears her gaze away from it before looking at you.
“There are many fighters in Gensokyo who focus on quantity, much like Sanae showed some examples of during the fight,” she explains, “but Sanae’s still learning. There are those who can put out hundreds if not near a thousand bullets into the air at once, making dodging them a far more dangerous and tricky proposition. Usually they are weak energy, but attrition is something you would have to deal with.” You hold up a finger for a pause.
“So I am going to assume I will be practicing spellcards, then you will both take turns shooting at me until I learn by muscle memory?” You ask warily.
“That would be the case, yes,” she says simply, “you must learn if you wish to be an efficient combatant.” You stare at her for a few moments.
“I don’t suppose if I called you best goddess I could possibly… not be shot at?” You offer.
“Then the title wouldn’t be earned,” she frowns, eyes narrowed, “no, you are going to be trained.” One slip of the tongue, one, and it ruins a life. That’s how it always works doesn’t it?
Desperate to change the subject you instead look towards the steel that is now slightly glowing.
“So what is the new blade for? Something happen to your usual one?” You ask.
“Not precisely,” she answers with a shake of her head. “I enjoy forging… and this is a blade for if and when I run into that fox again.”
“Regular one not good enough for killing them?”
She grins... a wicked thing.
“No, I am experimenting with a new enchantment I have been putting together with Suwako.”
She produces a small piece of parchment out of the apron pocket, it is covered in runes and a language you don’t particularly recognize. Which is true to form at this point.
“It is a form of tracker,” she explains, “if it cuts something it shall absorb the blood. It shall then let me know where it is within a radius of about eight kilometers.”
…
Well that’s not a terrifying thought. If it’s tracking blood you can’t illusion that one away. Shapeshifting wouldn’t particularly help either.
“It is prudent after today, if the eight tails has the same skills you do this will be a most bothersome opponent. Though the beast seemed to favor the martial arts.” She explains.
“Nasty enchantment,” you admit, “though I figured enchantments were more Suwako’s thing in general?”
“They are, though I know enough myself, the same holds true for curses. Suwako and myself share many similar aspects, even if we are fundamentally different at our cores.”
Any further discussion is tabled as she turns back towards the furnace, she grabs a pair of tongs off of the wall and gentle extracts the steel bar. Carrying it outside she lays it across the anvil, the metal hisses as it touches the much cooler anvil, and she steps to the side.
“Hold it in place as I work,” she orders, “I shall cut the shape and save the rest.” You take up position and grasp the tongs firmly.
She grabs a hammer a turns back towards you, a glint in her eyes as she looks over the steel.
You grasp the tongs tighter.
- - -
In what feels like too long, she pushes the now shaped piece of metal back into the forge, surging the flame again with wind before nodding in satisfaction.
… You think your arms are still vibrating.
The steel is definitely strong, you’ll give it that. It’s now far flatter with a rough edge running down one side of it. Still a ways to go, but it’s a sword in progress, and it’s not in a thousand pieces either.
You were surprised she had started with a full bar instead of pieces, but this was already premade and ready to go. You were also surprised she didn’t fold it, apparently she has enough of the impurities removed already? Japan is not exactly a country known for it's quality metals... but she seemed rather proud of it.
It was a good hour of work, and there will be another or so before it’s time to head in for lunch. As you watch it start to heat up in the furnace again another thought comes to mind.
“So what makes it divine?” You ask.
She looks towards you with an arched brow.
“What makes the blade particularly divine once finished?” You clarify.
“It is an aspect of being a deity,” she answers. “If I create something it is divine by nature, though it being ‘divine’ does not do much except perhaps make it more effective against truly evil beings and creatures.”
“The weapons in the armory are magical in nature due to the steel forging them, they all have different effects on top of being ‘divine’ in being.”
...So you can have a divine sandwich and plate of eggs, neat.
- - -
It’s another trip outside as she gets it into shape a bit more, you've made several of these trips so far. Now it’s a long bar of steel now with a clear edge. At the read end of the blade is a round dowel that she informed you was a 'tang'. You can only assume it is used for affixing the handle... but once again you aren't a blacksmith. It’s rapid progress, though you suppose between the two of you this could almost be considered a thousand year old tradition.
She looks it over one moment longer then nods to herself. She moves over to two wooden blocks and places them on one of the tables, she then ever so gently sets the sword on top of it. You watch in curiosity as she produces a small canister of... interesting material. With a dip of what looks like an extended q-tip into the pot she stars dabbing the mixture across the the blade itself. Small short and steady strokes, thicker near the blunt end, trailing off in distinct lines towards what will actually be the sharp end. It's not quick work, but her hand is moving with assurance and no hesitation as she gently 'paints' across the blade.
It's a good half hour of work before she looks over the now rapidly drying mixture.
"What's this supposed to accomplish?" You ask.
She steps away from the table and looks towards you.
"This tempers the blade, once we return from lunch I shall do the other side then we shall heat it again. It shall be dipped into a special oil to quench the blade. This shall help it form its curve and make it far more effective than it would be without it."
You look over the 'painted' blade a moment longer then nod.
You both hang up your aprons and move back inside the shrine itself, a bit dirty but not too bad. Frankly you are too hungry to care about washing up, especially when she informed you that you were going to help her after lunch as well.
Suwako is apparently cooking lunch today from the sounds of things, and you walk into the dining room to see Sanae sprawled belly first across the couch. Her feet kick idly as she hangs off the far edge, playing with her DS without a care in the world.
Kanako is currently standing over the couch, hands on her hips as she stares down at her daughter.
Sanae notices the new presence rather quickly, looking up at her mother. Without a word she raises both of her legs straight up to open up one half of the couch. Kanako immediately sits down, leaning back against the couch and grabbing the remote. You watch in amusement as Sanae’s legs lower again to lay across her mother's lap, the goddess seemingly unbothered by the action as she idly waits for lunch.
You take a seat by the table, watching whatever it is that Kanako has flipped on... looks like an old samurai picture, and not one you recognize. Though admittedly you aren't much one for movies, past a certain point you've seen every possible idea.
Also Samurai get... really boring when you've actually met them. You hardly ever saw them as more than 'noble' bandits for the most part, though admittedly there were some good ones... and don't get you started on the Shinsengumi.
In short order Suwako enters the room with a large tray in her hands. She slides it across the table to rest in the center. It’s a large ceramic bowl of meat, rice, peppers and broth with bread on the side.
The smell is tantalizing, even more so with how hungry you are. Sanae closes the DS and rolls off the couch, landing on the floor and scooting over to her spot. Kanako merely just shifts down to lean over the table, grabbing a bowl as she eats and watches the television.
If anyone is surprised by her change of appearance nobody comments on it.
“Anything of interest happening today besides the fight that happened this morning?” You ask.
Suwako shakes her head.
“Nah, good to have a day to relax after how busy it’s been.” Suwako answers.
Fair enough, you're hoping tonight is in and out for the most part. You’ve been lucky, but you’d rather not test it if you can.
Beyond that nothing particularly noteworthy occurs during lunch, and Kanako and yourself head back outside while Sanae attempts to merge with the couch again.
- - -
“How long have you been blacksmithing anyway?” You ask as she finishes painting the last bit of the mixture... which you only just realized was some concoction of clay, ash, and something she won't tell you about.
“A very long time,” she answers simply, gently setting the mixture aside.
She gingerly picks up the blade and moves it back into the furnace, the fire burning strong as she looks over it rapidly heating, the mixture showing in stark contrast against the unmixed metal... which creates the wavy pattern such blades are famous for.
You wonder if that is what she did before she was on that battlefield, it wouldn’t exactly fit the time period… or her style of dress in the dream. But weirder things have happened.
---
You study the blade as she holds it.The metal is dark and unpolished, the edge is dull and unrefined, but it’s still remarkable progress for only a few hours. Get the guard and hilt on, sharpen and shine it, should be good to go.
She moves over to a grinding stone to form the edge, her face is positively serene as she works idly on the blade, leaning forward and back as she scrapes the blade across, almost matching Sanae’s food zen.
Barring maybe an extra bit of height she’d be the spitting image of Mume as well, so you suppose some things don’t really change. You still feel like you hardly know either goddess though… though to be fair they could say the same about you.
You let out a sigh, looking back over the grounds.
The sky is clear barring some distant clouds, though those are all in Japan proper. It’s a lovely winter morning.
“My apologies.” Kanako utters. You look towards her in confusion.
“For?” She is still working the blade over the stone, sharpening it, the odd spark lighting the winter air.
“I know perhaps smithing isn’t the most exciting of tasks in the world.” She says calmly.
You shake your head and walk over, watching her work.
“No, it’s fine, I offered to help and it’s interesting learning more about you, any of you really. This is my home now, I’m just... thinking about things.”
She hums thoughtfully and pulls the blade away from the stone, its shining edge glinting in the midday light. She holds it carefully, minding the edge. She lifts it up to observe the full cut of the blade, studying a few moments before placing it gently down on the table.
She opens a small box sitting at the end of the table and produces a small metal oval guard, a pattern you don't recognize on it. She slides it on and over the tang, the metal clinking slightly as it hits the back of the blade.
“And what pray tell, would you be thinking about?” She queries.
You lean against the table and watch her work, careful not to shift the table itself.
“I’ve been here a month now… it’s been quite a month all things considered. Just thinking about all the things I have to get done I suppose.” You answer.
Though admittedly you’ve managed to knock down the list considerably. Truth be told back in Tokyo you were doing a whole lot of nothing, so this is technically an improvement.
She searches through the box for a few moments, hand rising from it to produce several intricate looking blade handles.
“Your motivation surprised me, I admit.”
She looks up at you from her work.
“You threw yourself into the work far more than Suwako or myself expected you to, and you did so quite effectively. There are reasons why we asked you to become our Shinshi.” She says, then turns back to the blade.
“We are grateful for your efforts, but if it becomes too much you may speak to any of us. You are a part of the shrine now, as much as Sanae or Hidemi are.”
“I need to talk to Hidemi at some point, too,” you admit, “would be interesting to have an inside view of the Tengu Village so to speak.”
Nowhere near a priority, just any person attributed to the shrine is useful to learn more about… you could also take a look at the ruined shrines themselves to see if you can find anything. There may be nothing left but that doesn’t mean you can’t check.
Crime scene investigation isn’t your specialty though…
“Hidemi is a fine shrine maiden, I mean to speak to her myself. I shall plan another trip to the Tengu Village before err long.” Kanako states.
She selects a black hilt, decorated by two twin golden snakes running the length of it, both biting each others circle to form a loop, as an almost afterthought she attaches a pommel to the end to lock it all in place. Standing up from the table she holds the blade out with an extended arm. She turns it this way then that, turning it in her hand a few times as she tests the weight.
She smiles as she moves the blade in her hands, clearly satisfied with her work.
“That finished impressively fast.” You remark.
“I have experience and talent.” She replies, slashing the sword a few times experimentally, “but it isn’t nearly done. Though the blade is divine, it is simple. I must still add other materials to harden it for use.” She then offers it to you by the blade and you accept it, surprisingly light. The handle is rough in your hands but it’s a damn well made sword, “I shall engrave the blade, then give it its own handle. Once that is done I shall add the enchantment.” You offer it back.
“Admittedly I know nothing about enchantments, but I thought such a thing would occur during the forging of the metal itself?”
She accepts the offered blade and moves back inside the shack, mounting it on an open rack of the wall.
“They can be, but such an enchantment is incredibly difficult to remove without completely reforging the blade. Thus, if I wish to turn this blade to another purpose I can simply remove what is already there from the surface.” She explains.
“Wouldn’t you have to worry about it being disenchanted then?” You ask.
“Perhaps I should be,” she answers while arching a brow, “would you like to try and take the blade from my person and remove the enchantment, Shinshi?”
“... Point taken.” You accept.
It will either be in the temple or on her person, so yes… probably a silly question.
She smiles, then with a wave of her hand the anvil drops back into the ground along with the table and cover. It’s only about two in the afternoon, you’ll probably just relax around the shrine until you go in another two hours or so. If you are early you can talk to the spider a bit, back to the underground either way… though come to think of it.
“Can you explain the underground plan to me?”
She closes the door to the anvil area then turns back to you, a more serious look on her face.
“Might makes right with youkai, and the underground doesn’t pretend otherwise. Why do you thinks the Oni assign their leaders for strength, rather than integrity?” she asks “They may have a ruling council, and I would like you to continue your dealings with them, but the city as a whole, particularly the species like Oni, will respect our strength above all else.” She crosses her arms across her chest.
“If we issue our challenge it will be answered, and at the very least those most aggressive can be brought to heel. We shall through this action regain our respect in the underground through the most basic concept possible.” She smiles.
“Pure combat.”
With that she moves out of the building, stepping out into the open air and walking towards the shrine. You watch as she makes a long path around the shrine to the right and towards the back while you think about what she said.
Well… That’s a bridge you are going to have to cross, let's just hope Parsee isn’t on it…
You still have to get this woman to apologize somehow.
- - -
You move back into the house to take your second washup of the day, not a full shower, just getting the grime off in the sink.
You think about the rest of your day as you look into the mirror, relax a bit… may mess with Sanae a little who knows. Then head down to the underground to pick up your suit.
It shouldn’t take too long, though you feel oddly worried about it… though that is probably just what Kanako said to you earlier. Everytime you feel like you get a better understanding of her it feels like she goes the exact wrong direction, but that may just be part of being a deity in the end.
You turn off the water and dry off, mind wandering as you wander back through the temple complex.
Chapter 82: Dress Up and Debriefing
Chapter Text
You kill some time on the grounds, dearly wishing you had some new books… things have been sadly too busy lately to kill time on something like that. Some could say the same for the suit... but that is directly linked to the work you do.
Still, between idle wandering and watching the Television you manage to kill a few hours, you haven’t seen Sanae since lunch however… and knowing that girl she could only really be in one location at the moment on her day off. Stepping out of the dining room you make you way down the hallway and around into the corridor.
Further down you can see Kanako’s door is open, allowing fresh light from her window to seep out into the hallway. But more to your immediate attention is the closed door to Sanae’s bedroom.
You reach up and knock on the door.
“It’s open.” Sanae’s voice calls out, she sounds distracted much like Kanako did, the main difference being that you have a good feeling as to why she is feeling distracted.
You slide the door open ever so slightly, then drop to the ground, turning into a fox in the process. You nudge open the crack just a bit more with your paw then dart into the room. In the short amount of time since you’ve cleaned the place she’s managed to get more crap on the floor.
She’s laying on the bed, propped up with pillows against the headrest as she idly reads some manga you don’t recognize, nor do you particularly care to be honest. You dart across the room, jumping mid sprint to land on the bed, the springs barely moving under your weight.
You step across the bedspread carefully, and as you get within reach an idle hand of hers reaches out to scratch you behind the ears.
Ooooohhh, yeah… little to the le- peeeerrrfect.
You know, you suppose you should have dignity. But you had learned to enjoy the small things in life when you were four hundred, and you’d be loath to abandon such an important lesson. Being serious all the time leads to little more than insanity and an uncomfortable stick up the ass.
… You wonder if Kanako would enjoy head scratches? She would need to find some way of doing so regally you imagine, a project for another time you suppose.
“I need to borrow you for a bit.” You say, leaning a bit more into the hand.
“Nope,” she somehow manages to pop the ‘p’ and speak bluntly... Teenagers. “today is my day off. You need me for nothing” her manga lowers ever so slightly so she can glare at you over the top of it. It’s a powerful glare, but sadly not yet quite mastered to the level of her mothers, thus you are immune.
You duck under the patting hand and hop onto one of her legs, head moving to perch on top of the manga as you stare down at her.
“Apologies. But I am making a trip to the underground and was wondering if you would like to come along?” You ask.
Her glare transforms before your eyes, turning from annoyance to a look of pure bewilderment. Then… no wait, she’s looking at you like you are an idiot, that ones familiar and expected.
“You are going to one of the most dangerous places in Gensokyo… again, and you want me to come with you.” She says flatly.
“To pick up a suit!” You reply glibly.
“And you want me to come with you? On my day off no less?” She asks, the flat tone slowly turning to incredulous. You wag your tail, foxes don’t as a general rule, but you find it helps you look cute. Century three taught you that looking cute will sell almost any product.
“T’would be the gist of it yes!” You reply, vulpine mouth curling up into a grin. “I figured the ‘beautiful and kind’ wind maiden wouldn’t refuse a request from a loyal fox such as I.” You wag your tail a bit faster.
“Agree and I’ll give you a hint about your birthday present~” You say in a singsong voice. Her eyes narrow, a look of suspicion playing across her face. You’ve got her now.
“You don’t even know when my birthday is.” She accuses.
“Absolutely true, but you are getting a present nonetheless!” You declare.
“Five days.” She mutters.
“Pardon?” You ask while leaning a bit closer. You heard her perfectly fine, but you feel like teasing her a little.
“Five days, my birthday is in five days.” She admits.
That soon huh? Good to have a timetable at least.
“Well then, you’ll get your present on time.” You say with a nod. She drops the manga on her lap, leaving you sitting there staring at her without a perch.
“What did I do to deserve you?” She asks, one hand moving to rub her temple.
“What indeed?” You say while drawing in a deep breath, “I am fantastic and frankly you haven’t fully earned it yet.”
The next thing that happens is you go tumbling off the bed as the manga is picked up to be thrown at you. You roll onto the floor, righting yourself on your paws as it impacts the spot where you were on the bed. You laugh wickedly all the while.
Sanae just stares at you, eyes narrowed before she lets out a deep sigh.
“I’ll be ready in ten minutes.” She says, pushing herself off the bed.
“Damned cursed doom fox that causes all of my problems I swear...” She says, mumbling to herself again as she drags herself over to the closet.
You laugh evilly again and dart out of the room, wandering through the halls towards the front of the building. Stepping outside you find the lovely mountain as usual, the sun hanging low in the sky. Down the mountain towards the forest some of the trees are lightly snow capped, the orange light of the sun glistening off of the white powder causing sparkles and dances of light to play across the valley.
It isn’t very long, maybe four to five minutes later… far shy of the suggested ten that you hear a familiar pair of shoes clicking against the wooden floor behind you. A glance back shows a rather bundled up Sanae. She threw on a jacket and a pair of mittens.
“Cold not agreeing with you?” You ask. She rubs her hands together, the soft gloves muffling the sound.
“It’s the flying in the winter that does it.” She says somewhat miserably. “Hate doing it, especially all the way up here.”
“Can’t beat the view though.” You remark, looking back over the landscape.
Between your innate fox...ness… and the after effects from the sunforge this morning you aren’t particularly bothered by the snow as such. A repeated click of shoes shows Sanae hopping in place a little, digging for and eventually producing the flight card.
With no words between you she hops into the air and makes a beeline for the edge, leaving you to follow. You do so after a moment, taking a slow path down the mountain to counter the effects of the wind. You pull up alongside her, looking out idly over the landscape.
White smoke rises from the Tengu village, seeping through the trees quite clearly. The same is true for the mountain itself, little marks and holes in the mountain allowing smoke and steam through, though on that you more likely point to the Kappa than anything else.
There’s steam rising as well from the hot springs, rather more distinct than the rest… not a bad idea as it gets colder. May want to swing by there at some point… you deserve some relaxation if you say so yourself.
As you make the full turn however you come to see the most obvious source of steam of all. The large hole in the ground is still releasing steam from the heated air meeting the far colder environment at the surface.
You both dive into it, hearing a yelp from Sanae as you pass through the cloud. You look over curiously, the steam layer passive well behind. She rips off the jacket and tosses it at you, causing you to jerk to the side to be able to grab it before it sails past.
You look over outerwear curiously.
“Too warm all of a sudden?” You ask.
She answers by throwing a scarf at you.
- - -
You land before parsee’s bridge, shapeshifting the clothes to be small enough to fit in your pocket as you come to a stop besides Sanae. The shrine maiden recovered quickly, a little red in the face but fine. She’s looking towards the bridge with a curious eye and you follow her gaze.
The bridge is… empty actually. A small group of monkey youkai are moving across, but there is no apparent sign of Parsee. It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve come to the bridge and she wasn’t around, but still… odd. Exchange glances with Sanae and shrug, making your way towards the bridge. She follows automatically, and you walk across to the other side without incident.
“Maybe she got called into a creepy bridge keepers meeting?” You suggest as you move away from the structure.
“Maybe,” Sanae agrees, “frankly a day without seeing the jealousy demon is a good day.”
“On that we agree, she’s about the only person around who actually creeps me out.” You say idly, moving towards the city.
Sanae shoots you an odd look but says nothing further, keeping pace as you both make your way into the city. It’s a busy day, though it always is, and you make your way through the crowss and into the central square of the town proper. It’s the usual hawking, carousing, and hawking while carousing you’ve come to recognize.
No brawl this time however you notice, it’s actually rather peaceful as people make their way down the streets flanking the river. There’s another show going on today, this time not interrupted by a fight.
A trio of women, all wearing floral kimono with snake patterns move rhythmically from side to side. Hips matching beats from a band playing besides them. Their long black hair whips from side to side as they twist and gyrate, and small clappers on their fingers accentuate the music as they dance.
A part of you enjoys seeing other youkai cultures you must admit, it was something you had to unfortunately avoid as a matter of course. The foxes kept to themselves, and most of your business dealings involved humans as the majority.
Turning away from it you the eastern road and make your way towards Takemi’s shop.
- - -
You find the shop not particularly busy, and by that you mean not really at all. You haven’t really ever noticed much in the way of customers the last two times you are here, though for a tailor that may not necessarily mean much.
You enter to see Takemi hanging from the ceiling, spider legs pressed against the roof as she adjusts a coat hung on a high rack. Her head turns to look at you all as you pass the threshold, and with a smile her legs click together, coming loose of the ceiling. She slides gently down on spidersilk you can just barely make out, and with a spin that would make a contortionist blush she rights herself, landing on the floor.
“Right on time,” she says with a smile, “I just finished the work an hour ago.”
She turns on the spot, skittering through a door in the back of a shop. You stand there with your hands in your pockets as you hear several racks being moved around, and the sound of her clicking pointed feet.
She returns quickly, a full suit in her hands kept inside a partially open leather suit carrier. She without ceremony shoves it into your hands and gestures towards a curtained changing area behind the counter.
You take the hint, moving around the counter and back into the cleaning area. Closing the curtain back behind you you remove the suit from the carrier and look it over.
A semi-modern design, but with her own touches as well. Fully black with a white undershirt beneath it. The material is light and silken smooth, though that was to be fully expected. No tie though; you’ll either have to produce your own or go without it. In the outside world the lack of tie usually had rather negative connotations… to you anyway.
If you never bothered to complete the look, how could you be trusted to complete anything else? Then again with suits you could be considered rather a snob. Either way, you doubt anyone here cares.
You put it all on, it’s damn near perfectly fitted and breathes fantastically well. Easy to tell with the heat down here. You step back out a minute later, tugging down the front a little to get it fully rested on your neck.
Sanae is looking at you curiously, hand on her chin as she appraises it. Takemi for her part is grinning.
“Very nice~” She says, looking over the fit.
You hold out the sides of the jacket, making a show of looking at the lining… or damn near lack thereof on the inside. Good work indeed.
You stick the older clothes under your arm as you fish for your wallet. You count out the bills to offer them to her, and he holds up a hand in refusal.
“Something change?” You ask carefully.
She smiles again, a toothy one this time, edge of fangs sticking out from her lips.
“I’m willing to drop the price from fifteen thousand to eleven…” She says, then points to Sanae. “But I want her to try on a design of mine.” Your eyes narrow, darting over to Sanae as an idle hand reaches up to touch the necklace beneath your clothes… nothing.
“Sanae?” You ask. The shrine maiden looks between you both and shrugs her shoulders, causing Takemi to let out a squeal of delight and skitter into the back again. You jump out of the excited spider’s way, and wait besides discoun-... Sanae.
“Something I should know?” you ask, receiving a large smile from the maiden.
“She mentioned she came up with a design from one of the illusions you showed her. She threw together some pieces for a outfit but she didn’t have someone to test it on.” She explains. Takemi comes back out, holding a paper bag in her hands that she quickly foists on Sanae. Sanae grunts as it is damn near dumped on her, then carries it through the same curtain you walk through to change.
“Sudden inspiration?” You ask.
Takemi nods, casting one more glance towards the changing area before focusing on you.
“I had an idea to mix one of your designs with that of a tengu’s I saw months previously. I used some pieces I had on hand and made a shirt based on one of your examples.” She explains.
“Fair enough… would you particularly mind if I asked you some questions while she changes?” You ask.
“Certainly.” She responds easily.
“Thank you, could you tell me more about the spider youkai? Do you have your own village or are you just spread about the place?”
She looks at you curiously, a bit surprised by the question it seems.
“Well… yes and no.” She admits after moment. “We aren’t a political entity if that is what you were inquiring. Most stay outside the village to their own devices.”
She idly checks the nails on her fingers, noticeably sharp.
“Spiders you’ll find are solitary, though we do good business exporting our silk. I meanwhile wanted perhaps a more… direct line to the action so to speak. I am both the best, and one of the only spider silk tailors in the city.” She says with a smile.
“I can respect a good mind for business.” You say honestly.
… and it gives you ideas.
Any further musings are interrupted by the curtain sliding open. Out steps Sanae, very unsteadily.
It’s a new look for her that’s to be sure. A deep blue skirt with white silken frills hanging off the bottom. Below is a pair of long back stockings with black heel boots she apparently has no idea how to balance on properly. The top is a white suit with a frilly design along the ribs and arms, capping off with blue fringes at the ends of the sleeves and the collar.
It looks good on her, though as she takes a tentative step forward she nearly falls on her face only to grab on the counter. She shoves a hand into a pocket of the skirt and produces a spellcard. With a faint glow she presses back against it and floats away.
Now that’s just cheating.
She floats around the counter and comes to a stop in front of Takemi. The spider woman immediately pulling at and inspected the fabric. Sanae for her part looks over the whole outfit with clear curiosity, though a bit panicked at times as Takemi pulls a bit too hard and Sanae goes floating forward or to the side against her will, like a green haired dress-up balloon.
“This will be a popular item.” Takemi mutters, scratching a quick note down and waving Sanae away, “You may change.”
- - -
Sanae takes far less time taking it off then it did to put it on, and returns a few minutes later with the outfit in a bag and her usual outfit on. Takemi collects it and places it on the counter.
You offer her the money and the transaction is concluded.
“Feel free to return at any time to share more designs.” Takemi offers, a somewhat hopeful look in her eyes and tone.
“Of course.” You say agreeably, it’s not like you won’t need replacement clothing any time soon.
- - -
You step back outside with Sanae, walking down on the path besides her as she checks her phone.
“Not one for heels?” You ask.
“I’m not much one for overly fancy clothing in general.” She replies, sliding the phone back into her pocket.
“Didn’t like the dress?” She shakes her head.
“It was pretty, but I’ve never been much bothered by clothes.” She explains, looking over to you as you both walk down the road. “Some girls at school were crazy about them but I always had more important things to worry about. Most of the money was going to food instead of luxuries… not that we didn’t have any of course, my games and the like. Though most of those only came about once I was able to start working myself.” She smiles, not a sad one despite what she said. More of an earnest nostalgia, “But no, I’m not bothered by clothes.”
You walk back in silence across the bridge and fly up to the surface. As you pass the wave of steam you toss Sanae her clothing, it changing back to regular size mid toss.
She switches into it gratefully and you make your way up the mountain and crest the peak, landing on the firm ground once again. You start to make your way back inside when she speaks up.
“Aren’t you going to give me a hint for my birthday present?” She asks.
You pause, glancing back at the shrine maiden.
Hmm…
“I can assure it that it probably won't fit in a breadbox.” You say glibly.
She mock growls, sticking out her tongue before moving back into the shrine past you. You got her back before dinner, she should be grateful!
Chuckling to yourself you fly up to the roof, coming to a stop behind Suwako at her usual perch. The goddess looks over your new outfit and whistles appreciatively.
“Not bad. How much it cost ya?” She asks, looking at the fabric in appreciation.
“Less than I thought, actually.” You answer.
Pulling out your wallet you hand her the change, she counts the bills for a moment before looking at you with wide eyes.
“That’s a nice suit, how’d ya get it for so cheap?”
“Shouldn’t you know by now?” You adopt a slightly hurt look, “negotiation is just one of my many fantastic skills.”
Suwako giggles.
“Fair enough, fair enough. Anythin’ interesting happen while ya were down there?”
“Not particularly,” it’s not as if not seeing a creepy bridge keeper is really news, “anything here?”
“Nah, borin’ watch today. Head on inside, it’s yer turn to make dinner.” She says with a grin.
“It is?” You looking at her curiously. “Is there a list somewhere that I am not aware of?”
She shrugs. “Sorta. Sanae’s on break today and Kanako and maself are having a rematch.”
You pause, a slight chill running up your spine.
“A… spar rematch or…” You trail off.
“Mario Kart.” She answers.
You let out a sigh of relief, okay, that’s good then. Probably less holes in the roof.
“I’ll get to it then, any particular hankering you have?” She blinks, apparently not expecting the question. She then rubs her chin thoughtfully, eyes looking to the left and right.
“Ya know how to make pasta?” She asks.
“... Pasta… like, Italian pasta?” You clarify, your mind cataloguing what is in the pantry.
She nods. Well… there aren’t any italian style noodles, or bread, you think you saw a jar of tomato sauce though.
“Yeah I can make that work.” You answer.
Suwako’s grin is about as wide as you’ve ever seen it.
- - -
You set the plates down on the table, interrupting the mario kart match in progress. From the looks of things it’s rather intense, and Sanae seems to have switched who she was cheering for to whomever was losing at any given moment. You suppose she can’t really afford to play favorites can she?
The game is paused as everyone looks at the food, Suwako with a noted look of disappointment on her face. You would be as well to be honest, a simple plate of ramen with some cut up tips of beef. A serving of bread along side.
You gesture to the chopsticks alongside it.
“Give it a try, I assure you it’s good.”
Suwako looks at you skeptically, then picking up the chopsticks to pick up a piece of beef with noodles. She eyes it warily for a moment, then pops it into her mouth.
…
Her eyes widen noticeably as it hits her taste buds, then like a woman possessed she is already wrapping another bite around her chopsticks, hardly waiting to finish her first.
Sanae tries it as well and is appreciative, though perhaps less so than Suwako is. Kanako on her part enjoys her ‘special’ spiced-to-hell-and-back plate.
“How’d ya do it?” Suwako asks, setting down the chopsticks with a happy sigh. “And where can I get more of ya?”
“Chefs secret,” you say with a smile, “and I assure you I’m the only one of my kind.”
It’s a complete and total mess. You actually tried to make proper pasta noodles, but just made a mess of their kitchen. Then you tried to substitute pasta with ramen, but the result was mediocre. Spices didn’t really help and you could hear the mario kart match heating up. In the end, you just used a gustatory illusion before the goddesses destroyed the living room.
- - -
You return to your room sometime later, against expectations, the goddesses managed to finish their duel without property damage. Kanako was arguably the better player, but Suwako was more skilled at using shortcuts and timing her ‘attacks.’ Plus... Mario Kart. Skill only meant so much. In the end it actually managed to end in a tie, you were surprised they didn’t continue until it was settled… but they both seemed rather fine with the result, all things considered.
Well, you got your suit which frees you for… whatever you want really. You’ll have to figure out what you want to do tomorrow. Hopefully it’s not Kanako and Suwako throwing everything, including the kitchen sink, at you. But for right now as you pull the suit jacket off yourself you are wondering if you should try to make a spellcard or ju- Ṃ͙͕̗̖̤̖a̵̬̱͙̭̻̹k̸͚͓̖̣e҉͖͕͕͓̱͖̬ ͖͔̭a̩̹̕ ͍͔͉s̥̻͈̘̠͈̳͡p̜̰͢e̛͍̰̦͓̼̠l̟̟̮̯̦͟l͖̕c̬͖͓ar̟̬̤d.̺
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Oh. So THAT’S what you were feeling this morning.
You glance back at feeling the thrum of power, floating there just before the door is a familiar gap. A single white gloved hand beckoning you through it.
You smile.
“Good evening Yukari, should I finish undressing or just head through?”
You can actually see through the gap, though the gloved hand ends as abruptly as it starts. Behind it is… a landscape that you don’t recognize. It isn’t the river from before, instead it appears to be some form of traditional mansion. Tall banners hang outside the front gate with some… circular symbol you don’t recognize.
It’s concentric circles filled with yet runic patterns and colorful broken lines. As you watch it seems to spin on its own, some form of natural illusion… or her flag moves on its own. With Yukari either works really. You hear a giggle.
“You may keep undressing if you wish,” Yukari’s voice sounds through the gap, “but I wish to speak with you so we might share what we have learned.”
… Fair enough. You slip the jacket back around your shoulders and step through, the gap widening automatically as you approach. Stepping through almost gives you a lurching feeling, and you blink involuntarily as you are blasted by bright sunlight.
The sounds of birds chirping is the first thing that hits you, the next is the sound of loud indistinct chatter. Refocusing you see that you’ve arrived into a… bright summer’s midday. The sun is shining down, warm and relatively comfortable. You are standing on a finely made stone street, each edge of it surrounded by buildings to a point.
Then the oddities start.
The buildings are all of mixed designs, western, eastern, modern and old. Tall high rising office pop in and out of existence, changing to short and squat farm houses. The chatter is from the people, or rather, was from the people. Much like the buildings people flash in and out of existence, changing and rearranging from one moment to the next. Young, old, every nationality and type. What… the hell is this?
You wrench your gaze forwards to the mansion, willing your feet forward to not stare at the ongoing insanity around you. You walk across the stone street, and the second you cross the threshold of the gate… everything calms down. The birds are singing, you can hear the gentle burble of water as it moves, and the voices cease.
A tentative glance back shows a scenic, if abandoned, Japanese village.
…
Fuck it.
You look forward again, the courtyard… is quite lovely, actually, and not madness inducing. A carved path cuts through a lovely garden, tall trees and a manmade pond decorate it. Paths to the left and right immediately next to the gate appear to lead up to the walls, but down the path you can see the porch of the manor, and two people upon it.
You walk forwards again, following the path through the garden until you exit it. The path you are on leads up to a pair of wooden steps that lead up to a porch, the porch then goes off to the left and right. Sitting right next to the set of stairs with a cup of tea in her hands is one Yakumo Yukari.
Off to her left, dozing peacefully in the summer sun is a young girl wearing a red and white dress… correction, a young cat youkai. Two twin tails come around her back to rest on her stomach as she sleeps. A green hat laying next to her on the wooden porch.
“Good evening Ayumu. Have things been well lately?” Yukari asks, setting the cup of tea down besides her.
… there are many ways you could answer that to be honest.
“Crazy would be a good way to put it, but I suppose I wouldn’t call it wholly bad.” You admit.
“Oh?” She utters, moving a hand to her lip. “Please, tell me what you have discovered since we last spoke, and have you given more thought to that ‘boon’ of mine?”
She lowers the hand, smiling as she stares at you, as she waits for your answer she idly starts preparing another cup of tea from the tray that just appeared out of a gap besides her.
“Quite a bit actually, and yes I have.” You answer.
You gesture to the porch.
“May I?"
She nods, tapping the wood on the other side of the tray. You accept the invitation and sit down, looking back over the garden and taking the other cup of prepared tea. You take a sip, the warm drink has a particular flavor of herbs you don’t quite recognize. It isn’t bad however, and you take another quick sip before speaking.
“We found another culprit, one Futaba, puppeteer in the Human Village. Do you know her?” You say, lowering the cup to your lap as you look towards Yukari.
“I do yes, though I have never personally interacted with her.” She admits.
You take another, finding to your disappointment the small cup is already running out of the concoction.
“We tracked down Alice due to the doll connect,” you explain. “We didn’t expect her to be a culprit, but we were hoping she would know about the dolls… she did to an extent, and we followed that lead to the shop.”
You illusion up the scene on the grounds in front of you, the rather large group and Futaba behind the counter.
“When we confronted her she attempted to make a break for it. She didn’t get very far and I managed to interrogate her.”
You frown, changing the scene again to Futaba on the ground. You crouching next to her while Suwako looks over.
“She informed me that per Seija’s own bragging she was working with a four tailed fox, who wanted her to deal with the ‘Tengu problem’. I assume with the help of your… guest you have discerned this as well?” You ask.
“Indeed she did,” Yukari says, obvious distaste in her voice, “she joined forces with one Ichikawa Danjuro… a cute alias that I am having Ran look into. “
You blink, well, that’s two sources at least.
“I met with Rinnosuke just the other day who confirmed that he sold an exorcists lantern to someone with that same alias.” You say, hand moving to tap against your cheek as you think about it.
“So we have Seija and Futaba done, with any luck that just leaves the ringleader, this Danjuro.” You say, clearing the illusion with a wave of your hand.
“Any ideas on this ‘tengu problem’?” You ask. “I couldn’t make heads or tails of it.”
“Nothing that immediately comes to mind,” Yukari admits, “it could be a ruse. If you discover anything further contact me immediately.”
You nod your head, you weren’t planning everything different. The ‘tengu problem’ could be a lot of things, could be the village itself, could be their military, hell it could be the groups that were guarding the village at the time… though the timing was off and attacking those would be a phenomenally bad idea.
“Be good to get that fox, one took a bite out of my side when the Human Village was attacked, I’ve been wondering if they are related.” You rub your side for emphasis.
Her eyes narrow, darting to your side.
“You were attacked?” She asks, her tone is neutral.
“Yeah, pulled what I thought was a little girl I knew from the wreckage… or she was the girl. Haven’t found that quite out yet.” You shake your head. “Either way, when I got her out she bit a good chunk out of my side, lost quite a bit of blood too… never saw the fox again. Two tails.”
You summon a new illusion, the two tailed golden fox as it was darting off into the smoke and flame. Yukari stares at the it carefully, eyes darting from point to point as she studies it carefully.
“What happened to Seija?” You ask.
Yukari doesn’t seem to hear you at first, eyes still looking over your illusion. She finally speaks up after a few quiet moments.
“The Youkai known as Seija Kijin is no more.” She says simply.
She says the words, but not necessarily to you. She speaks them aloud and sounds almost wistful to an extent. With a move of her hand a fresh pot of tea drops down onto the tray, the ceramic clinking slightly from the half inch drop.
She reaches for it, pouring two fresh cups as she speaks.
“It appears the investigation has so far born results, this is good. Now tell me, is there anything you particularly wish to ask me Ayumu Shinjo?” She offers one of the finished cups, taking the other for herself. “And I am still waiting to hear what you would like for your boon.”
She smiles, then takes a drink.
Chapter 83: Shared Pasts
Chapter Text
You have a lot to catch up on, that is for certain… and you should probably work through this conversation carefully. You debate your choices and how you want it to go for a few moments, calming yourself before you ask the first question.
“The umbrella, did you discover how it worked? How it was getting its power?” You ask.
Yukari snaps her fingers, causing a gap to open above her. She raises her hand up and through it, and it returns a moment later holding the parasol in question. She turns it from side to side, showing it off from multiple angles. Then she holds it out for you to look at, you accept it eagerly, looking it over.
The first thing that strikes you is that it is surprisingly heavy, everything barring the fabric is solid metal. The second is that it’s rather well made beyond that. Unlike the cheap dolls, the work that actually went into the canopy is quite nice... Though that admittedly doesn’t tell you much, those dolls were deliberately cheap.
“It is… was... an enchantment, one I have yet to fully identify the maker of,” she admits, “It allowed to user to teleport to whatever they could see, with the limit being that of a human’s eyesight. Since Seija’s eyes were no better than human, this wasn’t a problem for her.” She explains. “I can find no traceable signature on it, and no hint as to its maker… I just know that a spell such as this is far beyond an Amanojaku.”
“Aren’t remarks such as that the whole reason we got into this mess in the first place?” You ask, opening the umbrella and tracing the lining on the inside, “‘Beyond an Amanojaku’… ‘the weak shall overthrow the strong’… etcetera… etcetera.” She narrows her eyes, studying you carefully. Then she lets out a breath, head turning to look over the garden again.
“This is Gensokyo, the balance must be maintained. If the youkai overthrow humanity then they shall all fade out err long, leaving a lifeless wasteland… yet if humanity grows too strong the youkai will cease to be, and this place shall be no different than the outside,” she turns her gaze back towards you, emotions playing beyond her eyes that seems to be a mix of reminiscence and… grief? “Seija was an Amanojaku, she had no knowledge of enchantments. The fox gave her the artifacts, yet she could not confirm if the beast made it.” She shakes her head to dismiss the thought. “So no, while it is now little more than an umbrella, I have yet to discern who turned it into a weapon.”
“So they could make more, then?” you twirl the sunshade above your head. Way too heavy for any visual displays, it would work better as a club then a prop, “If we have an enchanter on our hands they could do all sorts of things,” You state.
… Actually you should probably ask about taking this back to the goddesses, they know a fair bit about enchantments so they may spy something Yukari would miss.
“It is within the realm of possibility.” Yukari admits. “I would suggest taking caution.”
You nod, pulling the umbrella closed.
“Could I borrow this? The goddesses are both good at enchanting… it may be wise to take a second look.” You wouldn’t dare say ‘may notice something you missed’ out loud. You believe you are on good terms with the woman, but you would like to avoid possibly insulting her.
“The umbrella is without power and cannot be reactivated… the enchantment remains but it is dormant.” She explains dismissively, “you taking it would be of no issue.”
You set it to the side, carefully placing it on the porch. Well… hopefully you can find out something there.
“We still haven’t discovered how Raiko was driven berserk, by the way.” You admit, turning back to Yukari. “She was aggressive long after the mallet’s magic was pulled back… it could be related.”
“Perhaps our wayward enchanter discovered a way to replicate the berserk effects the mallet was capable of,” Yukari muses, “or perhaps wherever Raiko was she was immune to the pull of the mallet… though I doubt such a thing would be possible.”
“Could she have been outside Gensokyo?” You ask. “I had a pet theory that our rogue group of foxes were hidden outside the border… it would explain how they avoided notice. I don’t know if it is passable in such a manner… or whether someone could do it beyond your notice.”
She blinks slowly, then with a wave of her hand another gap appears, it’s small and thin. She crooks her fingers and reaches into the gap, then with a sharp tug the gap widens. It spreads out in several feet in direction, easily wide enough for you to see through.
It reveals… you don’t actually know where this is. It is a thick forest, cutting through the middle of it is a rough animal path. A gaggle of fairies burst past, three girls and two boys, laughing and flying until they pass out of sight. The viewpoint moves forward, flying through the forest maybe one hundred yards before they come to a brief stop. Cutting the forest in half is what appears to be a shimmering band of glass… which you recognize to be the barrier.
Yukari searches the image a few moments, then speaks up.
“It is not impossible to enter the barrier, humans and objects do so frequently. Though leaving through it deliberately is a far more…” She smiles, though without actual emotion behind it. “Difficult affair.”
“The barrier is a magical cutoff… we do not need what spiritual and magical energy we have amassed to leak into the outside world. The mallet’s effects would most likely fade away once you cross the border.” She explains.
“On top of that while people may enter Gensokyo, I will notice their departure, if these foxes were leaving through the border I would have noticed.” She waves her hand again, and the view moves forward
It passes through the border and reveals a rocky mountainous landscape. It travels forward a further hundred yards or so before turning around again. It shows forest going on for miles and miles with no sign of civilization.
“Could it be possible that someone was manipulating events from inside?” She asks aloud, then shrugs her shoulders. “Possible, though communication would be near impossible, and their power would be drained rapidly on the outside world.”
“So our perpetrators are most likely acting within Gensokyo… and we still don’t know what happened to Raiko.” You say idly, gazing over the landscape she has revealed to you.
“It would be the most likely scenario.” Yukari replies in agreement, she presses her hands together and you watch as the gap shrinks away into nothingness. The faint sounds of the forest fading away to the sound of running water and a snoring cat.
“Well… different discovery then. The lantern, the one I mentioned Rinnosuke sold. He stated he sold it ‘a while back’ so that may give us an idea how long they were planning this. It was bought under an alias but it may still be a useful tidbit.” You offer.
Yukari makes a thoughtful sound, slowly reaching for her cup and taking a sip of the drink. She ponders the taste a moment then looks down at the cup. Her eyes search the hot liquid as if it could tell her the answers. You wonder if she is deliberately making herself seem more… human? No… that’s the wrong word... relatable. This is the most relaxed you have ever seen her.
“Perhaps.” She says simply. “Though I must wonder to what would cause them to make their move now if it was premeditated.”
“Well, we know Seija was acting only recently… or appeared to be at least.” You think aloud. “Her defeat may have driven them into a panic?”
“If you recall I stated I was unable to discern anything about Seija when I sent you on your mission after her. It was if she was hidden from my sight.” She says, drawing your thoughts back to your first ‘meeting’.
She then smiles.
“I am grateful you managed to find her, though that too evades me. Perhaps it is an aspect of her being, I have met very few of her kind.” She admits.
“Or perhaps it is her benefactors.” You add.
“Perhaps.” She says again.
“Well, we have more people hunting now at least. We convinced the Scarlet Devils to come along. Sakuya at least is on the job… I wouldn’t be surprised if Remilia was hunting as well.” You say.
Yukari gains an impish smile.
“Oh? Are they now, and how did you manage that?” She asks, sounding interested.
“Managed to convince Remilia that these perpetrators were the same ones who attacked her sister… set her on a bit of a warpath.” You say glibly, you’d rather have punchy vampire on your side than anywhere else.
“Fine work.” Yukari compliments.
Well, that’s what you’ve discovered at present… which then leads to perhaps a bit more painful subject. Well, awkward subjects, ones you need to broach but that doesn’t make them any funner to talk about.
“Were you… aware the Moriya shrine has been attacked?” You ask.
Yukari stills, then turns her full focus on you.
“Explain.”
You blink at the bluntness in her tone, then acquiesce. Pointing a finger towards the grounds, several illusory figures emerge. They are the same images Kanako showed you in the dream all those many days ago.
“While we were dealing with the attack on the Human Village- Sanae, Suwako and Myself that is- an eight tailed fox or something that took its formed attacked the shrine.” You explain. “Kanako managed to fight it off but it drained her pretty badly.”
“We haven’t had any sign of the beast since,” you admit, “I was hoping you would know something more about it. Ran mentioned to me she never knew any foxes more than three tails… and if we could figure out who this is our job would be near complete.”
You shake your head, frown on your face as you study the images yourself.
“I doubt there any many high tails left in the world, either this being has been in hiding very successfully for a very long time. Or they found alternate power sources, murders or otherwise… if this is a fox at all of course.”
You wave the images away except for the first image of the fox alone, mask affixed on its face.
“I have no doubts that whatever form of being it is. That it is at LEAST that powerful, else they wouldn’t be a near even match for a war goddess. Whether that means they are an eight tails, are past nine and are heading towards divinity… or the worst option.” You trail off.
“Even further than that and hiding their true power.” Yukari finishes.
“That would be… bad yes,” you admit while shaking your head, “and I doubt they’ve been in hiding. They were too skilled martially to be alone that long.”
Yukari says nothing, simply staring at the figure in front of the porch. A slightly awkward silence falls between you.
A full minute later she speaks up.
“The foxes have proven most adept at hiding since they arrived, it is in their nature.” She says, placing the cup back onto the tray. “The foxes work in the shadows, thought that is not necessarily a bad thing.” She breathes in, ankles crossing off of the edge of the porch. “The public foxes are generally three tails and lower. They have never been involved in any incident, nor have they caused any undue alarm. There are higher tailed foxes I’m sure, but the species in general is rather adept at hiding.” She then glances sideways at you.
“Believe me, I know.” She says sardonically.
“So you don’t recognize who this is, I take it?” You ask.
She shakes her head in the negative.
“I do not, I nor am I aware of any active eight tails.” She admits. “But I shall be on the lookout.”
Well, that’s something at least, you wonder if there is anyone else horribly powerful you could get on this case. But beyond that...
Well, something you’ve wondered about for awhile, and something rather dangerous to talk about. Yukari seems to favor you, but that doesn’t make this conversation any less pleasant. It’s the only way you are ever going to get a straight answer however.
“I… have a question, but it needs to be absolutely private.”
Yukari looks at you with an amused expression.
“Oh? Could I get a hint?” She asks. You wet your lips.
“Possibly…” you admit quietly, “Ran’s past.”
…
If you thought the silence before was awkward and foreboding you clearly hadn’t seen anything yet. She stares at you wordlessly, unblinking and unmoving. A statue that could kill you with a single twitch. Her eyes stare straight into yours, and you do your best to match it. Then after a pregnant pause, she closes them, letting out a deep breath.
“Ayumu Shinjo…” She says quietly. “Explain.”
“Well…” You say, you wave your hand, and an illusion of the very first dream appears in the courtyard. You are careful it only appears to Yukari, you really don’t want to take any chances.
“When I got here; when I first dreamed, I wound up on a mountain in Kyoto. There I found Ran, or someone who looked exactly like her.” You explain. “Satori mentioned it was a nightmare… but not my own. So I wasn’t sure if that was relevant.”
“When I met her later… she had no memory of this, though I did not ask directly. She has no memories of anything outside Gensokyo it seems. I am not accusing her of anything, but I am curious if this could somehow be related.” You say, then change the image to your crumpled on the ground, Ran staring down at you.
“When I approached she burned me alive from the inside out… it wasn’t particularly pleasant.” You admit. “I’m hoping it really… wasn’t her?”
Yukari stares at the images, her face blank of emotion and her eyes the same. With an almost languid motion her arm stretches out towards the cat, and a gap opens up underneath her. You watch as the cat youkai slowly sinks through the floor then out of sight. The other moves in front of her, a tall gap forming revealing… inky blackness.
“Come.” Yukari says simply. Standing up from her seated position to begin walking towards the gap. In a few scant moments she has stepped through it, only pausing long enough to throw you a brief glance before disappearing from view entirely.
Well…
Is that a good sign or a bad sign? You aren’t quite sure yet. But… no point in putting it off either.
You push off of the porch yourself and make your way over. The gap looms over the dirt path, eyes within dotting the black, space-like, landscape. Taking a moment to draw a deep breath, and send a mental apology to Sanae, you step forward and through.
- - -
You feel yourself floating weightlessly, floating there among the infinite empty black space as the eyes stare at you. Then with a sharp tug you feel yourself pulled forward. A bright light washes over you, causing you to close them in response. By the time you open them again, you are somewhere else.
The first thing that hits you is the absolute biting cold. Moriya mountain is cold, this… this is ridiculous. The gap dumped you on top of a snow covered peak, cruel winds blasting against it every few moments. Below is nothing but fog and clouds, no lights, no signs of humanity, certainly no Gensokyo.
Yukari is standing next to you, and with a wave of her hand the wind… ceases, and a warmth suffuses your body. Your feel the tingling sensation ripple all throughout your body, followed by a brief stinging sensation from the temperature change.
You shake your head, then look over to Yukari.
“Where are we?” You ask.
“Yakushima.” She answers, eyes looking over the foggy landscape before returning to look at you.
“... Why?” You query, moving forward a bit to glance off into the fog. The answer is obvious, but you want to hear her say it.
“You asked for privacy, and now we are in the most private location in Gensokyo.” She says simply, you blink.
“We’re still in Gensokyo? This island is well over a thousand kilometers from Tokyo… and probably more from where that train took me.” You say, allowing the confusion you feel to seep into your voice.
She smiles, one with some mirth this time.
“There are many entrances to Gensokyo,”she explains, “the lost places, the forgotten, the out of the way. Just as there are for the other refuges around the world.”
Her hand waves, displaying a few myriad scenes through gaps. A grainfield that appears to go on for eternity, a massive mountain with a nordic longhouse perched atop it, a rolling stormcloud with images of horsemen revealed in every flash of lightning. The images change and go ever onward.
“I am the caretaker of Gensokyo, the home of the forgotten of Japan. I am its ward and master, and I have taken upon myself the safety of all the myths in its domain.” Her smile fades, a serious expression on her face as the images fade away back into the gaps.
“This includes Tsumano Ran.” She finishes.
“I’m… sorry?” You ask.
“I searched for survivors as soon as I was made aware of the attack. The perpetrators were long gone, as was any evidence.” She shakes her head, a frown forming. “I was not as…” she pauses, “I did not find any survivors, not until recently.” She admits.
“I discovered a trail that led to Kyoto… there I discovered a fox clan, the Fusakazu. They had formed a cult.” She says with disgust. “They had butchered other clans for their power, and taken Ran from her clan.”
She reaches up to run her hand down her face, clearly bothered by what she is telling you.
“They increased her power forcefully, breaking her mind in the process. She was the figurehead of the cult until I retrieved her.” She finishes.
“This… This Fusakazu, were they the ones who attacked...” you shudder.
“They used to be.”
You draw in a deep breath, and release, breath, release. Okay.
“I… assume she doesn’t know this?” You turn fully around to face Yukari, leaving the landscape behind you as you focus on the gap master. She shakes her head.
“They were skilled in mental magics, they had completely rewritten her personality and who she was. Healing her required that I strip away everything she had been made into,” She explains. “I brought her to Gensokyo and made her my Shikigami. She has no memories of the outside world, nor who she was before they had her.”
...
“I’m… well, I suppose we can write that off of the list then.” You manage to utter out.
You close your eyes and draw in another deep breath. Opening them again to see you are back at the mansion. Yukari stands across from you on the dirt path, mouth forming a sad smile.
“You are the only one who I have told this.” She informs you. “It would behoove you not to inform anyone else.”
You nod absently, turning back towards the porch. Before you take so much as a step, a weight settles on you. A pair of arms have wrapped around your shoulders, familiar hands clasping over your chest as you are pulled back into Yukari.
Before you can react she speaks up.
“I apologize for the delay…” she says softly, “I tried to find survivors but you eluded me.” You raise a hand to clasp over hers.
“It’s alright.” You say, and a silence washes over you.
Beneath the silence, hidden by an illusion, you can cry. For the first time in… a long time.
- - -
You sit down on the porch again, a new set of tea between you, although of a different flavor this time. The cat is back, still sleeping and apparently unbothered by the sudden teleportation.
The silence lasted a few good minutes, and you stare down at the cup in your lap.
“Something doesn't seem right.” You say aloud, causing Yukari to look over to you.
“The foxes are the primary suspects, that much is obvious. But… it seems wrong.” You say while fidgeting your shoulders.
“Attacking the Human Village is suicidal, attacking the Moriya Shrine is idiotic, doing both at once is patently foolbrained… and incredibly obvious.”
You raise the cup and take a drink from it, then hold it between your hands, allowing the pleasant warmth to fill you.
“Even if they had succeeded… the second that is, I doubt there was a real plan behind the Human Village attack. If they had dealt with Kanako, what does that gain them?” You frown, mind going over the possibilities. “They would have most of Gensokyo against them, and a very angry Moriya.”
You waggle your fingers, an image of Reimu, Sakuya, Yukari, Sanae, Suwako and yourself appearing along with a host of Tengu. A powerful team you’d wager.
“They aren’t being quiet about this either, they hid the existence of their powerhouse, the eight tails, rather well by all accounts… yet Seija knew about them. If not the eight tails then at least the fact that there was a hostile group of foxes running about. This just isn’t how foxes operate; it never has been.” You wave the illusion away.
“Seija implied the Tengu Village was related. I’ve been wondering if they were trying to draw us and the Tengu into a war versus the foxes or some other faction… but what would that gain them?” You ask.
Yukari makes a thoughtful sound.
“An interesting thought. It would serve Seija’s goals, of the powerful devouring the powerful… but it wouldn’t fit your average fox's mindset.” Yukari muses.
“Could it be the Fusakazu?” You ask carefully.
“It could explain their strength… and the motive would fit. If they could get everyone to gang up on the Gensokyo foxes they could move in afterwards and reap the results… one weakened group of foxes ready for harvesting.” You muse, the thought is… unpleasant, to say the least.
“A possibility, and one that I would not allow to happen.” She says firmly. “Incidents may be necessary for Gensokyo’s survival, they keep the rowdier Youkai in line and make the humans reconfirm their existence… but I will have no wars.”
“I think Kanako would enjoy a good war,” you say with a chuckle, “but me personally I’ve been caught in the middle of enough. You won’t hear any arguments from me.”
“Still,” you muse, ”something to think about… there is probably a visit to the Fox Village in order.”
How long has it been since you’ve visited fellow foxes? The answer is… well, never.
“Would there be anything else beyond the boon?” Yukari asks.
You pause, thinking about your leads and findings, one or two you suppose. Nothing earth shattering but certainly interesting, and a few things you’ve been wondering about, and well…
“I’ve… never told anyone about my past,” you begin, “never really talked about it… and never planned to do so either. But ever since I’ve arrived it has kept coming up.”
You tap your feet against the ground perhaps a bit nervously.
“I feel the goddesses suspect something, and I gained a Last Word I have yet to reveal… it directly references the event, would it be… something safe to talk about?” You ask.
They... you don’t think they would think less of you for hiding this, it’s your past after all. At least, you hope they wouldn’t judge you for it. But it was your burden to bear, and something you wished to forget… yet life just keeps reminding you lately. First just similar circumstances and close questions, now the dreams are coming back. If it ever got to the point you had to use the Last Word you don’t think they’d forgive you. You are their servant after all.
“I do not see why it would be unsafe,” Yukari answers, “you have truly never told anyone?”
“Never.” You answer while shaking your head. Yukari murmurs for a moment, then speaks up.
“No, it wouldn’t be unsafe, though if you still haven’t told them I am afraid I cannot help you do so. That is a battle I am afraid you cannot call my name for.” She says with a smirk.
“More’s the pity… let's see what else. I’m still gaining other people’s spellcards, and they work the same though with lesser effects in general. Though that may be more skill than anything else” You admit.
“I have all of the Moriya’s cards, and it still just generally happens when I enter their dreams. Still no idea how that works exactly, but it's frankly been helpful so far and gives me… information.” You work that last bit carefully. “So I’m not really going to complain about it. Up until the brat finds out I got her spellcard anyway.”
“Brat?” Yukari queries.
You blink.
“Ah, right, Remilia. We aren’t on the best terms.”
“A fine description, though I find her most entertaining.” Yukari says with a giggle. She would.
“Let’s see… met Yuuka, who is fairly nice. She apparently is looking into why I can wander into dreams, she doesn’t have a concrete idea either.” You explain. “Just a mystery I suppose.”
“Oh? And what did you think of Yuuka?” She asks, eyes glinting with curiosity.
You shrug your shoulders.
“The Moriya have made a big deal of how she can be ‘difficult’ but she’s never been less than polite to me… I mean, she’s kind of creepy, but it’s a creepy I can work with. I’ve dealt with Shinigami and one rather… nasty Shikome.” You offered a half smile. “Frankly everything here is an improvement.”
Nasty Shikome is perhaps an odd addition, they are all nasty. But you managed to get through that encounter with your fur intact. You made it a point how little you actually needed force in the outside world… you had no chance against such a ‘goddess’ anyway.
Yukari smiles and takes another sip of tea.
“I’m sure she would be quite happy to hear that.” She says, as she finishes the drink. “Anything else?” She asks.
“One more,” you say, “Yuyuko reclaimed her spellcard, apparently it was too dangerous for me… which I did not feel like arguing about, when someone who lives in the netherworld tells me something is too dangerous I tend to believe them.” You admit with a chuckle. “But you never took yours back, any particular reason?”
Yukari gives you an appraising look for a moment, then nods her head.
“I was curious to see if you could discover more about it on your own, as I stated I had never seen anything quite like it, so I was most curious if you would experiment with it.” She says honestly.
“I haven’t been particularly… excited to use it, last time it nearly turned my brain into mush.” You say wryly.
She grins impishly.
“What’s experimentation without danger?” She challenges.
“Safety.” You reply easily.
She stares you in the eyes a few moments longer before giggling again, hand moving to cover her mouth as she pops open her fan with the other. It moves to cover the lower half of her face as her eyes return to you again.
“Now tell me, what would you have as a boon?” She asks.
You smile, already knowing what you want to ask for, though the question remains if it is possible.
“I wish to leave Gensokyo.” You say bluntly.
Her eyes widen behind the fan slightly, but she says nothing… ah well.
“To be more specific,” you recover, “I wish to go on vacation. Sanae has always wanted to visit Tokyo and she has been a great help to me since I arrived… I thought it only fair that she could see it.”
The fan closes with a snap, revealing a smile on her face.
“I am surprised you would spend your boon so freely.” She says, sounding intrigued.
“What can I say, she won me over … her birthday is coming up and I wanted to give back to her a little.” You scratch the back of your head. “To be honest there wasn’t a whole lot I could think of to ask for, another tail maybe? Around here it doesn’t seem like that would help too much, and ever since I entered here I’ve been getting my magic back at a fantastic rate.”
She smiles a bit wider.
“How long do you wish to be gone?” She asks.
“Two or three days?” You offer.
“Oh no~ That won’t do at all.” She says in response. “I was more thinking a week, Tokyo is a large city after all.”
“A… Week? Do you think it would be safe to be out that long? I wouldn’t want to fade while I am out there.” You don’t think Sanae would ever get over that. “That’s strangely generous, too.” You remark. She mock pouts.
“I will have you know I am a very generous Sage. Besides… you worked for me, isn’t that what employers do? Give their employees vacations?” She then grins. “And to answer your question no, your magic will drain quickly but you shouldn’t fade as long as Sanae is there to acknowledge you.”
“Do you think that would be a problem for the goddesses?” You ask, wondering if they would run into the same problems you would.
“They as deities are tied to their shrine far more than you could ever be to a home, I cannot say for certain they would be able to be away quite so easily.” She answers. “That is something you would need to confirm with them.”
“Well, appreciated then.” You reply honestly… time to plan that out then, and get the goddesses permission.
- - -
You work out the details, assuming you get everything worked out she will drop you off at a predetermined spot then pick you up again seven days later. She was even willing to throw in some spending money… she seems rather eager to repay you. You wonder how much of that is the boon and how much of that is well… guilt.
You don’t hold it against her.
You step back through the other side of the gap to find that… maybe a minute has passed give or take. A glance at your phone shows the time having barely moved at all.
“I wonder if that was a real place at all.” You say quietly to yourself.
Placing the phone back onto the table you look back towards the bed and cards, well, you aren’t exhausted, so you could still try and make a card you suppose. Or get some rest for tomorrow, you will have to talk to the goddesses about multiple things… though you think it would be amusing to keep Sanae as much in the dark as possible.
You are just making your decision when you hear a thud behind you, a glance back shoes the umbrella rested against the corner of the room, a gap quickly closing above it.
“Thank you.” You say aloud.
Chapter 84: A New Day
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You roll your neck with a relieved sigh. That’s yet another conversation you had to get finished over with… but you feel good about that one. You’ll certainly have some things to talk about with the goddesses in the morning for better or worse. Some… things to think about as well, but you just feel... well, you’re not sure how to describe it. Less something, but you don’t know what.
You move over and grab one of the blank spellcards, staring for a brief moment at the designs before holding it out in front of you. You channel the magic, and as expected it laps it eagerly. At least unlike before you have more than enough to spare. It alights blue, flames made of magic dancing along the edges. Then, at once, the flames are snuffed and the glow subsides.
A blessedly non-violent reaction. You flip the card around, revealing the image of a dark forest. Little motes of flame, blue and red, appear between the trees. Below it is the name in golden text.
‘Fox Sign - Dancing Motes of Light’
… More ways to set someone on fire you suppose. There were entire clans dedicated to the art but it wasn’t something you ever had an incredible interest in. That and those focused on it tended to be rather… excitable. An image flashes in your head of your two dear goddesses throwing down fire with all the restraint of the pacific wars' bombings…
With that horrific thought in mind you set it on the slowly growing pile of functioning spellcards. You’ve amassed a fairly decent collection if you say so yourself. Nowhere near the levels of your housemates you have a feeling, but at the very least it gives you options.
… To an extent. If there is an eight tails or higher running around your only option was being within whisper range of the goddesses… but that’s just you, and you have a feeling you’ll be making good terms with the foxes lately with how things are going. Especially now that you are fresh out of leads.
You undress and crawl onto the bed, slipping under the cover and relaxing. Sleep finds you easily after a long day such as today, and as you sleep, you dream.
- - -
You awaken with a groan, cracking your neck and rubbing your eyes. Well… you wouldn’t call it a ‘nightmare’ but… why did they all have sombreros?
A glance out the window shows it to be the break of dawn, well enough, you suppose, you actually had a restful night last night. You gather your stuff and head into the bathroom, freshening up for the day. What’s on today’s agenda?
There’s talking to the goddesses and… huh. Your schedule is pretty empty. You weren’t expecting another free day this soon, what with how much you had to do before now. It’ll be good to slow down a little. Hopefully when this mess is over you can focus on the simple things that help relax you, like politics and business… maybe a book in between.
Stepping back out of the bathroom you grab the umbrella and move through the temple, through the main hall… where incense is lit this morning you notice. Moving past that you walk into the dining room, breakfast is apparently just being served. Sanae is setting out plates of eggs around the table.
“Morning!” You greet warmly.
“Mornin’ Ayumu,” Suwako replies chipperly, clearly the most awake person at the table. “New fashion statement?” she asks, gesturing towards the umbrella. You offer it to her, and after looking at you curiously a moment she accepts.
“Present from Yukari, she was able to identify the enchantment but wasn’t able to identify the signature of its owner… I was hoping you and Kanako could take a crack at it.” You explain, greeted by a sudden silence.
Sanae, who was distributing plates, has frozen, and has narrowed her eyes in your direction.
“And when precisely did you get... that?” She asks slowly and carefully, sounding as if she knows the answer already. It’s the perfect ‘wife caught the husband cheating’ voice.
“Yukari visited me last night, in my room, as I was getting undressed.” You smile, particularly wickedly. “We… talked for quite some time at length, though it was so heavy and magical that by the time I arrived back it was like no time had passed at all~”
Sanae stare at you critically then smiles, letting out a deep breath in the process.
“That’s good then, I was worried you got up to something dangerous.” She says in relief.
“I assume she wished to know the ongoing state of the investigation?” Kanako asks, the goddess is in her more casual wear. A long sweater with a pair of jeans, though… no matter what she is wearing she sits down as royally as physically possible.
Sanae isn’t dolled up either you notice, still in her pajamas. Only Suwako is in her usual outfit, though to be fair you’ve hardly seen her out of it.
You nod, sitting down at the table and grabbing your food, eating at a relatively sedate pace. Little conversation takes between any of you, though you fix that as soon as the meal is over.
“So... “ You say, moving your hands to your lap as you begin.
“Seija Kijin is no more, got the word from Yukari last night. So… I suppose that is one less thing we have to worry about.” You say.
“Indeed, with that we can focus on our more dangerous foes.” Kanako declares.
“I recall us needing an army the last time we dealt with Seija as a group.” Sanae counters, smiling slightly, causing her mother to glare at her.
“We needed an army when we fought Seijas’ army.” Kanako says slowly.
“Well, either way,” you say to get the attention back, “we have the start of an army this time as well, though I’m hoping we won’t need all of it.” You point towards the umbrella, “That thing allows teleportation as far as human eyesight, her fox benefactor gave it and the other artifacts to her… but it’s off for now.” You say, looking at it intently. “Who ever set up the enchantment has at least a little skill with it, enough that it was beyond Seija… per Yukari’s reckoning.”
“So we are dealing with a potential enchanter?” Sanae asks. Kanako shakes her head, looking down at the umbrella.
“A possibility, but the lantern was unmodified, and the doll was made cheap by Futaba… it bears more thought.” She says, cupping her chin as she thinks.
“Yes, and they were willing to give this all to Seija, though remember she was sent to deal with the ‘tengu problem’... nothing seems off with the village and instead she jumped us. Maybe she got distracted?” You offer.
“Ah’ve seen more than one plan ruined cause some idiot wanted revenge for somethin’ or somesuch.” Suwako agrees.
“Happened with more than one business deal.” You add. It also started a lot of business deals, “Beyond that we still have no idea how or why Raiko was berserk, Yukari theorized that they may have found some way to mimic the mallet's effect… which would be unfortunate.”
“We have no reports of any rogue youkai, if they had such a power… I do not think they would waste it in using it just for a one time suicidal attack.” Kanako comments. “At least, I certainly wouldn’t.”
“Maybe, the other option was they somehow hid her somewhere the mallet wouldn’t be able to reverse its effects. Then unleashed her when the time was right.” You say, recanting what you had both talked about.
“Well, ah mean there’s a few places in Gensokyo that aint well... ‘Gensokyo’ if ya get my meanin’, Makai, and the like.” Suwako ponders. “Course that would raise a whole new problem.”
“Well about that, I was wondering if this wasn’t all a ruse.” You begin hands tapping idly on your legs. “These are foxes, we are a rather sneaky species as a general rule, to suddenly come out of hiding and blast the Human Village and our shrine? That, is in no way stealthy… unless they did it on purpose.”
“What would that help?” Sanae asks, looking at you confused.
“Well… “ Best to word this carefully. “Let’s say you wanted to take over a settlement, you by yourself aren’t strong enough to do it by yourself… but you know nearby is a group of raiders who would wreck the place but not take it over.”
“I would lure in the raiders and take over the settlement afterwards.” Kanako murmurs.
“Indeed,” you say in agreement, “a rather… unsavory practice of some foxes is harvesting tails. We can get a considerable power boost by taking another fox’s tail. A newly beaten down group of foxes would be an easy target.”
You shake your head.
“This is just a theory of course, but it would explain the incredibly blatant attacks… and if the eight tails were able to defeat you, Kanako.” You look at her carefully. “Not saying she had a chance, but they would have a lot of angry denizens on their ass… which would once again point us at the fox village as a source.”
“We should probably investigate the village then, but not… blatantly.” Suwako says. “Either sneakin’ or a fake faith mission.”
“Indeed…” Kanako agrees, she’s moved the hand up to cover her mouth as she studies the table.
A few moments pass in silence before she looks up from it towards the room.
“Ayumu, you have proven most adapt at stealth work. You shall go with Suwako tomorrow evening to investigate the village, we shall be nearby if you require assistance.” She orders.
Hmm.
“I can change my features via shapeshifting and illusion… pretend I’m a new arrival in Gensokyo, same trick we pulled in the underground.” You offer.
“That should work yes as well,” Kanako says with a nod before glancing over to Suwako, “opinion?”
Suwako shakes her head. “Sounds good to me, if ah was them though ah’d want to be close to my ‘mark’ so ta speak. So best be careful, we can figure out what we’re gonna pretend to be once we leave.”
Kanako nods. “Tomorrow shall be another day of training, for the both of you.” She looks at you and Sanae, “Sanae; I shall have you be tested by more of our Shinshi’s charm magic… Ayumu; you shall be practicing in the art of dodging danmaku. No illusions. No abilities.” She declares.
… So tomorrow will hurt then, alright.
You nod nonetheless.
“Anythin’ else?” Suwako asks.
“Yeah one thing, but it’s for the goddesses only.” You say, pointing at Suwako and Kanako respectively.
“Again?” Suwako asks, a look of apprehension on her face.
“Nothing bad,” You say with a smile. “You might actually appreciate this.”
- - -
You step through the door to Kanako’s room, finding it as usual. Suwako slides the door shut behind you then casts the same spell she did previously, silencing it from outside noise without your prompting. She then eyes you warily.
“Aight , what’d you find out!?” She accuses, pointing a finger at you for emphasis. From her position it reaches up to just barely poke you in the nose. You stare down at the goddess with your hands on your hips.
“Sanae’s birthday.” You reply easily, Suwako blinks, the former serious look on her face being replaced by one of confusion.
“Eh?” She says eloquently. You step back from the poking finger to lean against the wall, looking at both goddesses.
“I was offered a boon by Yukari, were you aware of this?” You ask.
“We are, yes,” Kanako says with a nod, “I was most curious as to your eventual decision.” Sanae told them you’d imagine, which is to be expected. Akiya certainly told mother everything you did.
“Well I made it. I want to take Sanae to Tokyo on vacation, she’s mentioned wanting to see it and this would be the only chance she has… I asked Yukari and she is fine with it.” You explain. “Even was willing to give me some spending cash, it would be about a weeks trip.”
You could hear a pin drop… well more than normal anyway with your hearing, as they both stare at you.
“Ya got a boon from one of the most powerful beings in Gensokyo and ya want to… spend it on Sanae?” Suwako asks carefully.
“Would be the gist of it yes.” You reply.
“Yes… that… wouldn’t be a problem, no.” Kanako replies after a moment. “We, Suwako and myself would stay here to watch over the shrine. It would be dangerous for us to cross the border again.”
She smiles, possibly the most genuine one you have ever seen on her.
“Tell me the details.”
Chapter 85: Lessons and Languishing
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You head out from your room, you are rather curious to see how this process works… you know next to nothing about enchantment. The closest the Shinjo got to enchantments was occasionally buying an enchanted relic. Hopefully Suwako will be willing to share, though with how eager Kanako was to involve you in her work you doubt she’ll turn you down. The goddesses compete with each other over everything, and their servant's interest is only one of the more recent battlegrounds.
Though you are a bit curious about the Kappa Village as well, you must admit you’ve honestly spent the least time there of any population centers. Well, major population centers anyway. Hidemi is also interesting, but Kanako can handle that on her own.
If something goes wrong you’ll know rather quickly. A shrine maiden coming back at all was probably a major morale boost in general, Kanako mentioned repairing the roadside shrines… so she’ll probably want to repair the main ones as well once the incident is over.
Though you also wonder if it was the foxes who destroyed the shrines as well… plots and plans all over the place. Why couldn’t this be a simple screw up or conspiracy? A rogue kuchisake-onna or the like? You dealt with one of those before, she was a rather nice woman once you got to know her.
… Okay so that one sounds a little odd, but not all youkai are crazed killers by nature. She for her part was just feeding off fear to stay alive, though she got so good at it that it caused a minor panic in the late sixties. You wonder what she got up to? Last you heard she was travelling up north.
Smiling at the thought you wander through the halls, thinking about all the beings you’ve worked with in the past. It wouldn’t be wrong to say the goddesses rank among the most fascinating, though admittedly you had… little to do with religious affairs or beliefs since your clan died.
Oinari certainly did little for you, so you never were much tempted to give back. Though you wouldn’t be surprised if they were around, it seems gods are all over the place. Unfortunately for them you are claimed already, and despite Sanae’s fears you don’t plan on switching sides anytime soon.
Unless they kick you out of course. To be fair on them if they did, you did beat up their daughter just yesterday morning.
You walk through the hallway and stop just short of Suwako’s door. A faint blue glow is visible through the gap in the floor; it pulses every second or so, and a brief shadows indicate movement on the other side.
Dear me, she’s being abducted by aliens.
You reach up and knock on the door, you get in one knock and are about to do the second when the portal opens, blinding you with the light. As you try to cover your face and see inside the room someone grabs you by the collar and yanks you inside.
Your eyes adjust quickly, the blue fading away to reveal a Suwako staring at you with wide eyes. ‘A’ Suwako; there’s at least four in this room. With a clack of wood the door behind you closes, so at least five.
The Suwako that has you in her grips has a wide smile on her face.
“Oh dear,” you monotone at her, “the ‘pure-maiden’ has finally decided to have her way with me. Whatever shall Sanae think.”
There’s a giggle, well, a few giggles. A gaggle of giggling goddesses. How truly terrifying.
“Ya’ve entered my domain, speak yer reason quickly, lest ye may not exit safely.” The Suwako holding you says with a drawl even more pronounced than normal. It’s in rather amusing contrast to the more formal speech she’s adopting.
“First of all, the ‘ye’ is Kanako’s thing. Secondly,” you smile,” I was hoping I could watch you work, I know little of enchanting and was hoping to see you do it.”
Her eyes widen, and you take the time to look at the room in general. It’s much the same as the last time you were here, except now in the center, replacing the hammock, is a large wooden altar.
It is shaped like a tree stump, with little ‘roots’ sticking out from the bottom that help it balance on the floor. Across the top is a brown and gold spread of cloth, upon which sits the umbrella. Three Suwakos stand around it. Two behind it, one in front. The two in the back are pulling at and studying the fabric, it looks random but there’s certainly a point to it… though what that may be you haven’t the foggiest. The one in front has her back to you, but from her hands you can see bright motes of blue light travelling back and forth from the umbrella to her hands.
Said Suwako stands up and turns around. Her hands are stretched a good foot from each other, and moving between them are the same motes of light. They twinkle like fireflies, fading in and out of view. They seemingly have… Kanji? Written in them.
Golden etchings of letters appear and disappear on the motes. Distance, travel, sight, sense, touch, feel. It goes on and on, when one disappears another takes it place. Then, she closes her hands together, the light fading away.
Natural sunlight fills the room quickly, no longer overpowered by the magical source.
“That so?” The… main Suwako asks.
“Indeed it is so.” You reply, the smile growing a little. “As stated I know next to nothing about enchanting so I was hoping to learn a little. Would that be alright?”
The main(?) Suwako smiles and sits back down, patting the space next to her.
Not one to turn down an invitation from your goddess, you acquiesce, moving over and sitting down next to her. You can just barely see over the table from your position… which means Suwako wouldn’t be able to at all. Though with clones you imagine she can get around that particular problem rather easily.
She spreads apart her hands, and you watch as a thin blue trail of magic wafts through the air from the umbrella to land between her hands. It then splits in two, familiar motes of light appearing and bathing the room again in its glow.
“Ah’m still working on this one, well, just started workin’ on it anyway. Aint a particularly complicated piece.” She explains. “The work on the outside is shoddy, but it works. No safety features at all though.”
“What kind of safety features would you put in?” You ask.
“Well…” She twists her hands, causing the stream to bend a little. Two motes shine brighter, ones for ‘travel’ and ‘sight,’ “This here is quite a bad idea.” She says. “The teleportation works on eyesight, but has no safety features for restriction.” She shakes her head, and with another twist of her hands the band turns back to normal.
“It’s limited to human eyesight range but it doesn’t stop ya from teleporting as long as you can see it.” She grins. “If ya got bad depth perception or can only barely see something or just panic in the heat of the moment ya could teleport halfway into a tree… ya’d die rather fast. Hell, if ya had thrown a bunch a’ wood shavings into the air Seija probably wouldn’t a’ used this death trap.”
“Seems like something rather… important to skip.” You comment. She nods idly, hands twisting and turning as she focuses on the stream of magic.
“It’s either a rush job, they didn’t know any better, or they didn’t particularly give a crap about safety.” Suwako theorizes.
“Well. It was in the hands of Seija, and they were trying to throw her at the Tengu village so… maybe not?” You offer.
“Maybe.” She agrees, then smiles again. “Always good to have an audience either way, and nice of ya to be interested.”
You feel a light poke on your shoulder, and glance over to see the Suwako who opened the door poking you with a small stick. You look at it, then at her with a quirked brow.
“Yes?” You ask.
She giggles then flips the stick around, holding it out for you to take.
You do so after a moment, looking it over. It looks like… well, a small stick. Small leaves are sprouting from it at places.
“I assume this is enchanted?” You ask.
She produces a length of vine from her sleeve and places it on the floor.
“Just tap it with the stick.” Suwako says.
You follow the instruction, and as the stick touches the vine there is a faint glow of energy, and you watch as the vine twitches a little. Then all at once it starts growing, tendrils of green reaching out to latch against the floor as beautiful white bulbs sprout along it.
“Good, still works.” She remarks, she then holds her palms out flat in front of her. “Hold the stick like this.” She instructs, her voice calm and, well… teacher like.
You do so, holding the stick gingerly. You watch as she then spreads her hands apart, and much like the Suwako working on the umbrella a band of blue light wafts from the stick to rest between her hand. Along it are the Kanji for Life, Growth, Limit, and Power.
“Something ah came up with several centuries back, ah can make any living plant grow just by pokin’ ‘em with this.” She explains.
“Why were you surprised it still worked?” You asked.
The goddess frowns slightly.
“Well, when we moved over here ‘lot of my work stopped functioning entirely. Think it was the barrier or some such.” She explains. “Ah could recreate it all, but since we moved ah’ve had little need for this’n.” She then grins broadly.
“Now watch carefully!” She orders.
She wiggles her fingers, and two motes of green enter in among the blue. The kanji for scent and… apple? The green bats at the blue for a few moments, then the color starts to merge. The green brightening until it takes on the same hue as the other motes. Now flowing with the ‘stream’ is the two new kanji.
She claps her hands together and the connection fades. The slightly ticklish feeling of magic on your palms going with it.
“Now tap the vine again.” She orders with mirth in her voice.
You follow her direction again, grasping the stick and tapping on the edge of the vine. With a cracking sound it expands again, spreading now a good three feet across the floor itself, white and now red buds sprouting along it. As they bloom you can smell the scent of… apples.
“Fascinating, so you can do this with anything?” You ask.
“Within reason.” Suwako answers, she slowly reaches down and plucks one of the buds off of the vine. Smelling it then handing it off to you.
“Love that smell.” She comments. You do as well, it smells… exactly like the fruit itself, if you didn’t know any better you’d take a bite of it. But you know Suwako.
“This plants ah favorite of mine.” She says, an evil glint in her eyes as you look up at her again from the bulb.
“Looks nice, has no immediate scent. One bite of it is enough to kill ah horse.” She says, plucking the bulb out of your hands and sticking it into her sleeve.
“Wouldn’t poisoning something to death quickly be against your normal tactics?” You ask, Suwako from what you’ve seen likes to draw things out a little.
“Well ah’ve got to dilute it first.” She explains. “Good thing about it is the bulb boils clear and scentless, it weakens it tremendously but it’ll make ya as sick as a dog.”
She then shrugs her shoulders, impish grin on her face.
“Well ah human anyway, gotta use stronger stuff for youkai and gods.” She finishes.
“Praise be the mighty terrifying curse goddess.” You reply with a matching smile. “Now let's say I wanted to do something like that, how would one go about learning enchantment?”
“Well ah’d…” The goddess starts, then pauses. One hand moves up to rub at her chin as she thinks.
“Ya know, funnily enough ah don’t think anyone has ever rightly asked how it all works. Ah came into being knowing how to do it.” She says aloud.
Oh, well that’s disappointing the-
“But ah know how ta teach ya! Just surprised ya asked!” She says, raising her arms in a cheer.
She sits down across from you. Clasping her hands together and rubbing them eagerly.
“Where ta begin, where ta begin.”
- - -
“Well, fer starters anything you put into a charm you have ‘understand’. Like the apple effect, ah know what an apple smells like so ah can recreate it, but if ah didn’t know the scent as well then it’d smell off.” She produces the bulb from her sleeve, holding it in front of her. “Same thing applies for the umbrella, sense of sight is obvious, touch and feel are also something that comes naturally. Both were simple enchantments for the umbrella, it required ya to actually have a firm grip on the thing ta use it.”
She pops a bit of the bulb into her mouth, chewing slightly as she speaks.
“Distance ‘an travel are more esoteric. N’this case travel is for teleportation, a tricky concept to wrap yer head around as a mortal but not something unheard of… distance is also a concept. But far easier to understand.” She explains.
“Ya have to understand these concepts, then with practice ya can actually ‘insert’.” She makes finger quotes for emphasis. “Them into receptive objects.”
She gestures towards the umbrella on the table.
“Ah’m technically doing the same process for the umbrella, but ah’m inspecting its magical weave to see what makes up the enchantment. It’s no longer receptive to magic in general, but that doesn’t stop me from seein’ what it is made of.” She finishes.
“Any leads on who made it, then?” You ask.
She shakes her head.
“Ah’ve only just started, and that is… tricky ta say the least.” She frowns briefly, eyes darting up to the umbrella. “Think of it like trying to get a persons name from their shoe print. Magic is unique from person to person, and from that… with some effort I can start to draw a image of who they are. Gender, species, things like that. But that’ll take some time.” She explains.
She rummages through her sleeve for a moment and turns with two small… hairpieces. Identical looking ones to the pair Sanae has in her hair.
“Like these, ah enchanted the ones Sanae wears and if a skilled enchanter were to ‘disassemble’ them they’d see it was made by a goddess, and would have a rough idea of how skilled I was.” She looks at them with a certain fondess in her eyes. “An especially skilled one.” She grins a little. “May even be able to make a magical recreation of the person itself, think an echo or an after image.”
“What’s the enchantment on the ornaments?” You query, looking at them curiously.
“Ah enchanted them to have a little aspect of our energies, me and Beanpole’s that is.” She explains, a more… peaceful expression coming across her face. “If we weren’t around anymore she’d always have that little bit of us around.” She runs her thumb across the frog pendant.
You smile, reaching over to pat her on the shoulder.
“I’ve seen more of it than most, you both did a good job at raising her.”
She smiles, a small sweet one.
“Well ya aint a half bad brother for ‘er yerself. Ah’m still not sure how you pulled it off so quickly.” She asks rhetorically. You shrug your shoulders.
“A talent of mine, and she’s a good sister to have.” You admit, a good sister indeed. You wonder how much she’ll enjoy her birthday present? It may just make up for all the undue stress you’ve caused. Suwako pats your hand, and shakes her head.
“She’s grateful ah assure ya, even if ya can be a pain in the ass.” She chides playfully, then pushes herself up from the sitting position.
“Ah think the best way to get started would be something you know already… so let's start workin’ on that!”
- - -
It’s a good few hours of work all things considered, the goddess was eager as could be to share some of her wisdom.
It’ll be a long process, though to be fair most of what she imparted was practical knowledge of how enchanting works and how to properly ‘think’ in the method required. You aren’t quite ready to grasp the actual application quite yet.
You massage your hand, the act of constructing the ‘weave’ isn’t painful. But the tingling sensations of carefully manipulating magic like that is wholly unlike how you apply illusions and other such things. Both require a delicate touch but this is more continuous and… weird.
“So, question, if you don’t mind me asking.”
Suwako giggles.
“Ya’ve been asking me questions for the past couple of hours! What’s to change now?” She asks.
“Well slightly different subject, but something I am curious about. Earlier you said you knew enchanting when you were ‘formed.’ How does that work exactly?” You tilt your head slightly. “Like… I know Kanako became a god, but how do you… come into being? Odd question I know.”
“An odd question indeed, but you’ve been curious as long as ah’ve known ya.” Her mouth forms a half smile. Looking at you appreciatively. “And ah suppose it would serve a Shinshi well to know his best goddess.”
“To be honest it’s… rather hard to describe.” She admits. There’s another flash of blue as the altar Suwako gets to work on the umbrella once again. She’s hardly stopped the entire time you’ve been training.
“Ya know how… like a daydream? Er, sometimes that is you just kinda wake up not realising you weren’t paying attention?” She asks, apparently having some difficulties wording this properly.
You nod.
“Well one moment ah was… nothing, then all of a sudden ah was walking out of the forest as the people of Suwa were praying for a god to help them.” She pinches her cheek with a grin.
“Ah was in the form they wanted me to exist in, and had the powers they required of me, ah grew from there.” She explains.
“So as for the enchantment and curses?” You trail off.
“Enchantment and general magic, make it rain, make a better hoe out of iron, that kinda thing. Curses were well… not all curses are a bad thing, but people still saw me as a goddess of vengeance as well!” She admits with a grin, not bothered by the moniker. “If ah goddess can’t destroy yer enemies she’d be a pretty bad goddess!”
“Makes sense, that would also explain your fondness for plants. I’d imagine Suwa was mostly farmers.” You say.
“Fer the most part. Also hunters, fishermen, good people all around.” She admits. “Think they call ‘em hicks nowadays. Even got the accent!”
“So even your way of speaking was their wish?”
“Course,” she nods, “who’d want a deity that looks and sounds like a foreigner?” she asks rhetorically, “they’re your god, they should be like you.” She then coughs a little into her hand, and smiles ever the wider.
“Of course, if I need to I can simply talk however I wish. It’s not particularly hard to do, what I look like and sound like is completely up to me after all! I just like how I am, and to be big would be silly without being at full strength, to me anyway. There’s power that comes with the form!” Her accent is completely gone, now more like Sanae’s than anything else's. Her verbal tics dissipate as well. It’s… odd.
“Ah like who ah am, and though those people ain’t still around it behooves me to be who they wanted me to be.” She says, finishing the explanation in her normal tone.
“Makes sense, I like my curse goddess in her current state as well.” You admit. “I best go check up on the other two as well. They back yet?”
Suwako nods, looking at you with a curious expression. You push against the wooden floor with a groan, your legs popping a little from spending so long sitting. You glance over at Suwako working a moment before turning towards the door.
You are stopped when you feel a hand grasp yours. It isn’t a tug, merely a grip. You look back curiously to see Suwako staring at you… one Suwako. One fully sized Suwako. She’s in her bigger form, her hat is gone and her face and hair is on full display.
All of the clones are gone, the umbrella laying on the altar.
“Ah’ve sealed this room from listeners, all listeners.” She says clearly. “Ah may talk like a hick but ah’m no fool.” She closes her eyes and sighs. “Ah know you mean us no harm, ah know you would never harm us, ah’ve seen far too much proof otherwise.” She shakes her head for emphasis, eyes opening again to focus on you, her pupils glowing slightly golden.
“Ah looked up the Shinjo shortly after you told me who you were, it was hard to find anything ah assure you. The Tengu had records, one moment the clan was in full swing, then nothing. Not even ah trace of ah village. Like they scattered to the wind.”
“Ya’ve mentioned you aren’t particularly close to the foxes, ya mentioned they’ll come over if they come over.” Her eyes narrow. “But ah’ve noticed how… tired ya always seem to be, ah’ve heard the night terrors, and ah’ve seen things about you that frankly don’t all add together.” She says, moving a step closer.
“Ah’ve had a feeling something is off fer awhile, Kanako felt ya were hidin’ something shortly after that Tengu tournament.” She smiles slightly. “We wanted ta respect yer privacy, but ya don’t seem happy, ah broached the subject multiple times but ya keep dodging it. You are with us for a long time to come Ayumu Shinjo, let us help you.” She lets go of your hand and takes a step back.
“Just tell us, please, what happened?”
Your breathing stills, and your heart beats rapidly in your chest. You… should have seen this coming. You’ve only managed to hide it for a month whereas you hid it from Amu… well you never actually told her. That’s what you get for trying to lie to a pair of goddesses.
Will they even want you around if they know you’ve been lying to them? Will Sanae? Sanae already is aggrieved at your very existence half the time, this could be the straw that broke the camel's back. You… you don’t know what to do. The only person who even knows is Yukari, and that is only from shared experiences and frankly you don’t even know where to be-
Stop.
You force yourself to calm down as you look at Suwako, her expression is hard to decipher, less that it is complicated and more of that you are having difficulty thinking straight right now.
Chapter 86: A Hidden Past
Chapter Text
“Just tell us, please, what happened?” You barely hear her words over the sound of blood in your ears. Other sounds quickly fade behind the thumping in your head. As black spots start to crawl at the edges of your eyes, you realise how weak your legs feel.
Your eyes close, and you take another deep breath. They… the two goddesses are sharp and had access to information that even Amu didn’t. You should have known better than to think you could have stayed hidden forever.
A part of you always expected a day like this would come by didn’t you?
You had joined them for life, and somehow thought your secret would outlive your job. It was a fool’s hope. The only way that could happen is if you left, but you’d never leave them. Not anymore.
“Can…” You open your eyes, glancing down towards the floor for a moment before looking back up at Suwako. There’s clear worry in her eyes, honest worry. “Could you bring Kanako and Sanae in here?” You ask, there’s a hitch in your voice you can’t control, “I… if I’m going to say this, I would like to only do so once.” More importantly, you need to keep breathing.
Suwako stares at you for an uncomfortable few moments, then to your relief she nods. She spreads out her hands and falls into the floor. The wood rippling like water as she passes through it. She’s gone in moments, leaving you in silence, a painful, all enveloping silence.
Dammit!
Your feet move forward, unsteady as you think about what you have to say, how you have to word this. If you aren’t extremely careful you’ll be…
Well, you don’t know what you’ll be.
Maybe Akyuu can take you in, you’ll just have to keep your head down if it was in fact the same foxes out and about… actually, in that case you should probably stay well away from Akyuu. You don’t want her in danger if she doesn’t have to be, hell, since you’ve been here the Moriya have already been attacked.
So your best bet is to probably go back to the streets. Or Tokyo. Though Yukari probably won’t be the biggest fan of the second option. You wonder if she would be willing to take yo-
Focus.
You force your steps to stop and lean against the wall. You can’t get distracted right now. You have to focus on the task at hand, you should have told them earlier… it would have minimized the risk, but you just had to keep your secrets.
Your fist clenches and before you even realise what you are doing it slams at the wall.
…
Your eyes glance up from your feet, to stare at the hand currently clutching your fist. Kanako stands halfway out of the wall, one hand on her hip and the other effortlessly holding your fist in place.
“Do not damage my shrine Shinshi,” she says plainly, stepping forward to fully enter the room, “if you wish to break something I would suggest the arena.”
She doesn’t let go of your hand even as the door opens. It reveals Suwako in her ‘normal’ size along with Sanae. Sanae’s expression hurts the most, it appears to be completely flat at first... but on closer inspection you can see her eyes are wider than normal, they immediately lock onto you as the door opens. Her lip shifting slightly into a frown as she looks at you.
You wonder if she figured something was wrong too?
The grip on your hand releases, and your force your eyes to move back towards Kanako. The goddess searches your face a few moments, then nods. She brushes past you to move towards Suwako and Sanae, all three of them staring at you from the front of the room, leaving you by your lonesome at the wall.
May as well get it over with.
“I am Ayumu Shinjo. I assume you all know this already?” You ask carefully.
Suwako doesn’t move, while Sanae nods. Kanako moves her head to the side a little, arms crossed below her chest as she looks at you carefully. You don’t see any malice or suspicion in her gaze, but then again you aren’t at your best right now.
You move away from the wall and stand in front of the altar. You take a deep breath, then swing your arms to the side. Suwako’s room fades like it was never there at all, instead being replaced by a wide dirt road.
The shrine is gone, replaced by old simple homes used for generations instead appearing over the landscape amongst the rolling hills. A stream runs through it, running down from the tall mountains to cut through the village and into the forest on the other side… and it is filled with your people.
You… don’t know what this day was, yet you remember it all the same. People going about, working the fields, dealing in the market, children laughing and playing. There on one of the larger hills is your family’s compound. You stare at it all wordlessly, the closest you’ve let yourself look at it for… a very long time.
There isn't a whole lot that would make it wholly indifferent than to say your average human farming village, the largest difference would be the sheer amount of foxes moving around. Few bother hiding their ears or tails, those that do do so for practice or force of habit from dealing with the outside world.
Yet there is something so wholly youkai about it as well, an air of mystique and magic, something you haven't experienced in a long time.
“Our… my clan was specialized in illusions, we sold our services in politics and business. Finding enemy secrets and changing public image when I was lucky. Usually I was just asked to find out if husbands were cheating on their wives. I myself was given a shop to run out of Edo, one of many we had through the country.” You explain, drawing a shuddering breath as you stare at the scene in front of you.
You turn back to look at the three of them. Sanae is taking in the scene with clear curiosity, looking at the old village with wide eyes. She’s most likely never seen anything quite like it, fox villages were unique places after all. Kanako is taking in the scene in a far more clinical fashion, eyes studying the landscape. Most likely looking to see if she recognizes the location. Suwako is staring firmly at you.
You reach a hand in your pocket and withdraw your spellcards. You look through them a few moments before withdrawing the one you want.
You… don’t trust yourself to say this.
You toss the Last Word at Suwako, the card spinning through the air before she reaches up to catch it deftly. She flips the card around to get a look at the front. You see her eyes widen dramtically as she stares at it, the other two don’t fare any better as they look at your ‘secret.’
“How… long have you had this card?” Kanako asks, not looking away from it.
“Just before we attacked the castle,” You admit. “I’d rather never find out what it does.” You glance at Kanako. She called them the ‘ultimate personification of their user.’ The event which shaped your life.
With a rush of heat the scene changes around you, the people disappearing as the idyllic village is consumed by cruel fire. The fields are alight and the homes are crumbling, the crackling blaze drowned out by the sound of death; whimpers and screams which end too quickly. There isn’t a person in sight, yet the cries seem to come from all around you. You don’t want to see them again, just hearing it is enough.
There’s a strangled gasp from behind you, Sanae.
You merely watch as the smoke rises into the sky to choke out any light from the sun.
“Ya… said the foxes kept to themselves. That ya weren’t close to your family.” Suwako says aloud. You turn back around, staring at the three of them. “Ya said ya didn’t get along with other foxes.” She finishes. You nod.
“The last time I met any other foxes they set this village on fire and killed my entire family.” You wave your hand, the illusion fading away. The scent of smoke is the last thing to fade completely. A harsh mix of emotions is on Sanae’s face; grief, pity, sadness… Anger is the most obvious.
“There are no other Shinjo." You say bitterly. "I have been by myself for a very long time, there never was anybody to follow me in.”
“You’ve… been lying to us?” She asks, hand having moved from her mouth to her chest.
“You were never meant to find out to begin with.” You bite out, “This is my past, and it should have stayed that way.”
Sanae steps forward. Neither goddess has moved during this exchange, both staring at you so hard they could drill a hole straight through you. Sanae’s shoulders are hunched, the anger coming to the forefront, a look of rage that manages to surpass the one she had that morning after the werewolf attack.
Before you react, though you doubt you would have even tried to dodge, she slaps you across the face. It’s a hard blow, and with her strength it is enough to send you tumbling back over the altar. The umbrella rolling off to clatter on the floor, forgotten and now unimportant.
So that answers that then.
You rub your cheek, pushing yourself up from the floor with your other hand as you suddenly feel a weight land atop you.
You blink and refocus, only to see a waterfall of green taking up the majority of your vision.
“You aren’t allowed to do that!” She cries, her voice slightly muffled by your shoulder. “You don’t get to deal with this alone!” Her voice chokes up, and you feel a wet warmth on your shoulder where she rests her head.
Your arms are locked at your side, you lay there awkwardly, halfway off the ground as Sanae cries into your shoulder. Unwilling and unable to move.
You… what?
Your arms rise to wrap around her back, moving up into a full sitting position as she sobs into your shoulder.
The click of sandals against the floor gets your attention, Kanako walks across the room to stand to your left, opposite the shoulder Sanae is crying into. With a huff she kneels down, staring you in the eyes.
“Why were you not honest, Ayumu Shinjo?” She’s frowning. But... not a hostile frown. You turn away.
“Because it was never important.” You feel Sanae’s grip tighten, as Kanako grabs your chin and forces you to look at her.
“It was always important, Ayumu. You work for us, you live with us, you have a home here. Do not assume us monsters, who would leave a comrade to suffer alone.” She breathes in deeply, releasing it before speaking up again. “I do not know who you used to be, I do not know your people. But you are our Shinshi. Your secrets are ours, any troubles you may have should be told to us.”
You feel movement against your shoulder. Both shoulders, in fact. Kanako moves her hand from your chin to rest on your shoulder. Her face has changed from the frown to a more neutral expression. The other is Sanae pulling back, with her hand on your other shoulder. Her face is a mess. Eyes red and puffy, her hair disheveled and all over the place as she looks you in the eyes.
“Is that why you don’t care about your own safety?” She asks accusingly. “Some holier-than-thou ‘I don’t deserve to live’ bullshit?” You blink.
“I mean… no?” You reply lamely. “I don’t particularly have a desire to die.”
“Yer constantly running headfirst into danger,” Suwako drawls, “yer not stupid enough to ignore the danger, and yer not scared enough to be brave.” The goddess has both of her arms tucked into her sleeves as she stares across the room at you.
“Indeed,” Kanako agrees, “Your meetings with Yuuka and your work in the Underground attest to that.” Sanae grabs you by your cheeks and forces you to stare at her.
“You put absolutely no worth in yourself.” She says, her tone still angry. “I don’t care what happened in your past, but you need to be honest with us… with me. How do you think I would feel if you threw your life away because you have a deathwish?”
Well, you…
“I…”
Kanako squeezes your shoulder, cutting you off. Sanae doesn’t seem to realise you even tried to talk.
“No. You didn’t think about it!” She accuses. “You just walk into my life then try to walk right back out! Repeatedly!” She releases her grip, moving the arm instead to rest on your shoulder.
“You are a fellow worker of the shrine, beyond that you’re my friend… just… stop it. Please.” She pleads.
You stare at her for a pregnant moment, then slowly nod your head. She smiles at that, a strained one, but… genuine.
“Tell me about them. Tell me about your family…” she gets off you, “it’s only fair, you know everything about mine.”
You glance between them all, a supportive look on each of their faces. It’s… not what you expected when you were placed in this situation. But… you can’t bring yourself to say it’s surprising. You smile back, eyes moistening a little as you wave your hand.
“There were four of us;” illusions form around you, “me, Mother, Father, and the cutest little girl in the world, Akiya... you remind me of her sometimes.”
You spend the next long while telling them all… everything about who your people were.
Chapter 87: What you left behind
Chapter Text
The pond is calm. A lightly rippling surface that lets you see the clouds whether you looked up or down. The sun is lowering, having just reached the golden hour, and you had a clear view of the world. That was…
It was something, to say the least.
You still find it rather hard to corral your thoughts as you’d like. The talk lasted for several hours, though it was mostly you reminiscing while the group watched in silence as they finally got to ‘know’ you. You don’t think you’d be wrong to say they now know more about you than any person alive, with the possible exception of Yukari. You find it unlikely, however, that Yukari knows your sisters favourite dessert, so they probably still come out ahead.
The sound of running water does wonders for keeping you calm, though you are neither panicked or nervous just… you can honestly say you don’t recognize the emotion. Mostly relief; the loosening of a spring somewhere in your neck, but it isn’t all good. Under the surface are hints of apprehension, a little bit of worry, and something… else. You don’t know how to describe it, but you’re sure it’s written all over you. You’re probably going to steer clear of poker tables for a while, at least until you’ve sorted yourself out enough to keep a straight face.
It’s going to be dinner soon enough, then a nice night of rest before the ‘training’ begins again tomorrow. You need to be whipped into shape, though you fear that sooner or later Kanako will decide that she isn’t being literal enough.
“So how long were you looking into my past, Suwako?” You ask the open air. Silence responds, the only noise being the birds in the trees and the burbling sound of water for a few long seconds. Then, a voice speaks up a bit ahead of you.
“Shortly after ya told me yer last name.” Suwako admits, fading into view on top of one of the rocks that surrounds the pond. The last time you saw her there she was substantially taller and was smoking a pipe. Actually come to think of it you’ve never seen the pipe again.
Her hands are in her sleeves as she stares down into the water, eyes searching the pond as if it could tell her the future. As a god, it’s a possibility, though you have a feeling if Suwako was some form of seer she would brag about it. She slowly looks up from the water to look at you, a small smile on her face.
“I was curious as to what could’ve caused the split between ya both, was rather tricky and ah had to check the tengu archive.” She admits.
“Was that what the visit with Tenma was about?” You ask, thinking back to the ‘spar’ she apparently had a few days ago.
“Nah.” She says with a wave of her hand. “That was ah fight, though I checked the records again afterwards. It was about the end of it though, found no evidence of yer clans existence past 1748.”
“Course now ah know why, but back then I was just figurin’ a little civil war. Ah almost wish ah was right.” She says, wincing a little.
Huh, you didn’t expect that she was looking into your past like that, though perhaps you should have assumed.
They've had a habit of surprising you recently. Neither goddess is easy to get a read on… even harder to guess what they are up to.
“What about Kanako? You mentioned she noticed something was wrong as well.” You ask. She nods.
“Ah was doing all of the research, she never much saw need to look into it. She mostly noted ya seemed…” She scratches her cheek, eyes looking to the side, “tired.”
“Really now?” You say aloud, you didn’t really think Kanako would be paying that much attention… rude as that is to think about. Kanako always seemed to be above such matters, though of the goddesses she is the more ‘human’. Gods know you’ve seen her go through enough mood swings.
“She was watching ya for some time, she noticed ya were outgoing and friendly but very… controlled.” Suwako says, pausing deliberately as she says the last word. “We’ve met many-a diplomat, but ya didn’t seem to be hidin’ anything for gain. At least, we couldn’t see any gain.”
“She tried ta broach it but thought better of it, figurin’ she’d wait to see if you felt like talkin’ about it.” She shakes her head in frustration. “Ah was worried. Not of ya being hostile to the shrine, if ya had ill intentions it ain't hard to detect, and ya would have shown it long before now.” She then smiles cheekily. “On top of gettin’ the crap kicked out of ya. Ah ain’t met a saboteur who’s stuck through Beanpole’s training.”
You smile back.
“All part of my long running plan I assure you, first the Moriya then the world yadda-yadda.” You reply glibly.
Suwako’s smile softens, then she lets out a sigh.
“Ah tried to talk to ya multiple times until ah decided to force the issue, it was only gonna get more awkward if we waited. Ya signed on for life.” She admits.
“I’d agree now… “ You move up to look down into the pond yourself. “But it is awkward either way.”
“Ya… sorry ‘bout that, but it needed ta happen.” She apologizes. You reach up an idle hand to your chest, letting out a deep breath. You did… not see all this coming when you wandered into her room to learn enchanting. Though perhaps it was for the best.
“I’d agree, still, please do keep in mind I have given this information to literally nobody else…” You reply, here’s hoping you can keep it with just them. “Things are going to be a tad delicate for awhile now aren’t they?”
“Probably.” She says bluntly, she then makes a show of stretching before fulling turning to face you. “Come on, it’s my turn ta make dinner tonight and ah’m recruiting you.”
“Really? I’m allowed to cook with you again? I distinctly remember you getting rather protective about that privilege.” You remark with a smile.
The goddess chuckles, punching you lightly in the side as she walks past.
“None of that, and ah find cooking relaxin’.” She waves over her shoulder for you to follow.
You of course do so dutifully.
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You have been mostly relegated to stirring and watching the pots while Suwako cuts the vegetables and meat. There’s another clone of her sorting through ingredients and placing them around where necessary. It’s efficient, even if it makes you feel a bit like a line cook.
“Doesn’t making clones like that use faith?” You ask aloud, wooden spatula clanking against the steel pot’s sides. Her hand’s are moving in a blur, using a fine blade to chop radishes into bite sized chunk she is dumping into a bowl for later use. Her voice when she speaks up sounds hardly distracted by her work.
“Sorta,” she doesn’t slow down at all, and if she wasn’t a proven multitasker, then you’d worry about her hurting herself, “it costs a lot to actually send them outside the shrine grounds, ‘specially long term. But long as they’re here they’re just more ah me. Make sense?” She offers in explanation.
“Sort of… so you are using the shrines energies for it?” You clarify.
“Ya got it, and when they dissipate they go back, so it’s usually an even trade, if ah disperse them outside the shrine it doesn’t come back.” Her head turns slightly to glance at you. “An’ the longer ah keep them up the more it drains, hence why ah didn’t have them at the ‘other’ shrines at all times.” The last bit she says quietly, most likely to keep a certain green-haired maiden from hearing it. It would make sense you suppose, though you have yet to fully dig into that mystery. If it was the foxes that did it they would have to have been planning this for awhile. The timing was good, but beyond that… hmm.
“Wouldn’t the other shrines also produce energy?” You ask. She turns back to her cutting, the repetitive thwacking noises of the blade hitting cutting board setting a drum-like rhythm as she speaks.
“To an extent, but not enough to host somethin’ like that effectively. It was more efficient to set ‘office hours’ so ta speak.” She explains.
“So what you are actually saying is not only are you listening to everything I say, you can also be anywhere in the shrine as some form of goddess doppelganger.” You remark. You keep forgetting about the whole ‘hear everything you say,’ bit. Though the whole war for the best goddess position is amusing, if painful at times.
“That’d be the case indeed.” She says with a giggle. You give her a suspicious look.
“Oh dear, there is a little frog goddess watching me as I sleep and shower.” You say warily.
“Have no fear doomfox, yer chastity is as secure as your sense of danger.” She fires back.
“Hey now! My sense of danger is fine, I just choose to ignore it repeatedly.” You reply with a deliberate scoff. “Last thing I need is to worry about someone getting a free show while I bathe.”
The goddess giggles again.
“Well ya can always bathe at the spring if it bothers ya so much, and I assure you ya ain’t got nothing I ain’t seen bef-” Her words pause in her throat, a teasing expression on her face quickly morphing to one of concentration as she gets back to cutting.
The reason for this is quickly revealed as the door to the kitchen swings open.
“Mama~” Sanae calls, sticking her head into the kitchen, “Kanako says she wants shichimi on her salad!”
It was… well, dealing with Sanae was definitely the most awkward part of the talk, but she was also the most committed to seeing you through your difficulties. That and she had… a lot of questions about your people. You wonder how much of that was curiosity and how much of that was her forcing you to talk about it.
It doesn’t hurt to reveal who the Shinjo were, to them at least. There are no secrets of the Shinjo left, those that remain lie with you. Though of course Sanae gave little care in political dealings or the like.
… You aren’t particularly one for hugs either. Though this wasn’t the first time Sanae has done such a thing, there were quite a lot of hugs today.
Her eyes, once Suwako verbally confirms the request locks onto you. Her expression changing to a light smile and she slides the door the rest of the way open, stepping inside.
She moves up next to you, watching you work.
“Are you… feeling better?” She asks carefully.
You quirk a brow, glancing over at her.
“Well I don’t know,” you reply carefully, “my deepest darkest secrets have been put into the open and now I fear nothing will ever be the same.” You receive in reply a sharp elbow to your ribcage.
“The only thing that has ‘changed’ is that you will no longer hide your problems from me!” She declares. You wonder if she has that as a spellcard, just a wave of magical elbows to attempt and break your ribcage.
“Yes yes, no traumatic pasts left to keep hidden… probably.” You say simply, stirring the pot with deliberate slowness.
She sticks out her tongue then turns on the spot, she starts making for the door before pausing. She takes a quick peek back over her shoulder before walking up to you again. Before you can question what she is doing she wraps her arms around you for a quick hug before speeding off back through the door again.
The door closes, leaving you to stare for it a extended moment.
“She will be doing that awhile, won’t she?” You ask rhetorically.
“Ooooh you betcha.” Suwako replies cheekily. “Your turn, ah've had enough hugs thank you.”
- - -
You set the plates down along with Suwako, and once set you take your usual spot at the table. The usual fight for the food… buns in the center of the table this time, is interrupted by Kanako producing a sake bottle to set onto the table.
Suwako looks at it with surprise, while Sanae eyes with with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.
“I feel dinner would be best served with a drink beyond mere tea tonight.” Kanako declares, pulling out the cork.
She produces four small cups and sets them around, pouring a drink for each of you. Once finished, she holds hers up and over the table. You mimic her action, Suwako and Sanae doing the same. The ceramic clinks together and you all down it in one go.
“Cheers!” You and Kanako shout. Suwako for her part is giggling at Sanae, who is trying very hard not to cough into her saucer. You’d honestly be more worried if she had experience with this.
The drink Kanako gave you to offer Yuugi was smooth and pleasant. This also tastes great, but it also burns with such ferocity you are fairly sure you can use it to melt the paint off of the walls. Sanae is… not a fan. You all dig into your meals, the food being eaten in relative silence beyond the odd bit of small talk until you speak up yourself.
“So what exactly will this training course involve tomorrow?” You ask, bringing a smile to Kanako’s face.
“We have designed an obstacle course that you shall fly through.” She brags, “You are getting better at dodging on the ground, but you seem to avoid taking to the air, even when doing so has injured you.” She explains with a particularly proud look in her eyes. “We shall have you stay in the air while both Suwako and myself will be firing at you.”
You reach over to your cup and take another swig. Well as long as they are having fun you suppose? Doesn’t make you feel better about being the target for flak.
- - -
You lay back in your bed, thinking on the days events. It… well you’d be repeating yourself if you said it wasn’t what you expected, but still. What’s done is done, and you still aren’t quite sure what to make of it.
At least this means you won’t have to leave.
You shift on the bed, the cool night air doing wonders to make you feel tired. Tomorrow will be a busy day you feel, training… both yourself and Sanae in the morning, then heading to the Fox Village in the later stages of the day. Hopefully by then Suwako will have cracked something on the umbrella as well.
It’s, been a crazy couple of weeks. But you can say with certainty that no, you don’t regret it.
And with that thought in mind sleep finds you quickly.
- - -
“Big brother!” You reach down and scoop her up in your arms, lifting her up so she is just at eye level. Her blue eyes sparkling with happiness as a single tail wags with such speed behind her she is in danger of flying off.
“Well, good afternoon little one. Does mother know you’re out and about?” You ask, shifting her so her legs are supported by your arm.
She nods fervently.
“Momma said I could go with you to the Human Village!” She declares happily.
… You are a very bad liar dear sister.
“Oh? Did she now? For what purpose?” You ask.
“For investi-…” She narrows her eyes. “Learning!”
“Ah, a fine reason.” You gently set her back on the ground. “Well, today I am just meeting one of our contacts there. But if you are a good girl you can come along… I’ll even get you some dango afterwards.” You offer.
Her eyes widen, tail coming to a stop as she stares up at you.
“... Really?”
You nod. “Really, have I ever lied to you?” You ask.
“Yes.” She responds bluntly.
“Correct answer!” You say happily, “but no, I’m not lying.” You offer her a hand to grab and she takes it eagerly.
“Now come on, let's get there and back before mother realizes I have you.” She giggles and follows along, you both stepping into the woods together as you go on your merry way.
- - -
You awaken with a yawn, stretching your arms and legs as you stare at the early morning sunlight coming in through your window. Another nice night of sleep, and a pleasant dream at that. You can’t help but feel like you are just waiting for the other shoe to drop, but in the meantime you will take your blessings when you can find them.
You pull yourself out of bed, you have a sneaking suspicion if you aren’t up and moving within the next hour Kanako would be physically dragging you out… so at least shower first.
You move across the yard and take a quick one, before changing into clothes you don’t quite mind getting destroyed. Heading from there to the dining room you find breakfast is already in full swing. Grilled fish with rice, a traditional meal to be sure. Kanako is wolfing hers down while Suwako eats at a sedate pace.
Kanako is always more awake when she knows she will get the opportunity to beat the stuffing out of you you notice. Sanae for her part is eating slowly, one hand poking at the fish while the other scrolls through her phone.
“Mornin’ Mr. Shinjo.” Suwako greets with a wave of her chopsticks.
“Good morning Suwako.” You return. “Everyone sleep well last night?”
Suwako and Kanako nod while Sanae shoots you a thumbs up. The two of them off in their own little worlds for the time being.
You sit down at your usual spot and eat yourself, eating at a relatively normal pace. Kanako, unusually, finishes first and actually heads out while you are still eating, leaving her plates there as she makes her way.
“She got somewhere to be?” You ask.
Suwako nods.
“Finishin’ touches on the trainin’ grounds.” She says simply, sticking another bit of fish into her mouth. “Was up late goin’ over it with me.”
… Well, someone is excited.
“This is going to hurt, isn’t it?” You ask aloud.
“You deserve it.” Sanae replies bluntly, not bothering to look up from her phone.
“Hey now, yesterday it was all hugs, and the day before that I distinctly remember you having a fair crack at me.” You reply glibly. She nods her head.
“This is true, and yet you still cause me endless headaches deathwish, even more so now that I know what made you into the deathwish we know.” She says with a sigh. “I will enjoy today's training methinks.”
“I demand a trial by my peers before my execution.” You reply easily, popping a glob of rice into your mouth.
“Well Sanae is more important than ya, and ah’m far from yer peer so… no.” Suwako replies with a giggle.
Just wait, Goddesses. One of these days somebody will get hurt by these ridiculous training sessions, that’ll teach you a lesson.
Well, unless they just say it builds character and have Sanae heal you. With your luck that’s probably how it’ll go..
With that thought in mind you finish breakfast, following Suwako out back once you put the plates away.
Sanae stays close behind as you take off into the air. To your surprise you avoid the arena out back, instead making a beeline down the mountain to the alternate arena you used a while back to test out your spellcards.
As you get within a few hundred meters of it you can finally see what the ‘preparations’ are all about.
Tall onbashira stick out of the ground like newly planted pine trees, they rise above the treeline by a few dozen feet, easily matching the height of the ones at the corner of the shrine itself. Tied around their tops is thick sealing rope. Standing on top of one of the center pillars is Kanako herself, her arms crossed as she looks up at you.
As you get closer you can make out the rather wicked smile on her face… you don’t like that smile. It’s one of those evil non-Sanae smiles again.
You come to a stop floating a few feet away from her, as you do so she stretches her arms out wide to gesture to the arena around her.
“Welcome, Shinshi, to your new training grounds,” she declares. “The two on the shrine itself shall still serve their purpose… but the main purpose of this one shall be flight training.”
Her hands close together over her mouth, and she blows into them. A faint purple light escaping from the cracks between her fingers. She moves the hands away, then spreads them apart. Falling from between her fingers are motes of purple mist, and you watch as they rapidly fall to the ground. From there is expands, a thin purple cloud of smoke filling up the arena floor quickly.
“As stated last night.” Kanako begins, causing your gaze turn turn back to her. “You shall stay in the air, your task will be to fly between the pillars as Suwako and Myself put you to task. If you touch the clouds or touch the ground you will have failed, and we will start over.”
“How do I… succeed exactly?” You ask carefully.
Kanako smiles.
“Your task will be to survive without touching the ground for seventy seconds, as this will be about training your agility and flight abilities you shall not be using any form of illusions or cards of your own.” She explains.
“I have multiple problems with this.” You remark, slowly lowering yourself down amongst the onbashira.
“I know.” You note she doesn’t actually ask what they are. “Now prepare yourself.”
You float down to the center, about equidistant from the floor of the arena to the top of the treeline, and with nothing better to do… or plan. You are as ready as you could be.
After five seconds without pain, you glance up to see… oh no.
Where did the goddesses go?!
- - -
You were… not ready.
You groan and slowly flip yourself over so that you are laying on your back, the sky is bright, blue, and beautiful. Or at least it was, right now it’s covered by dust and smoke from the repeated impacts. The onbashira aren’t much better, several lost entire chunks to attacks from rings, snakes, or other onbashira.
The three of them land around you, Sanae with the very slightest amount of concern, while the goddesses both have more neutral expressions.
“How long did I last that time?” You ask, not bothering to sit up.
“Twenty seven seconds,” Suwako replies cheerfully, “not bad!”
You nod slightly, head digging into the dirt a little as you once again reconsider your life choices up until this point. Yes, it is true they now know your past, but perhaps it isn’t quiiiite too late for a breakaway to… you don’t know, the buddhists or something? They sound peaceful and quiet.
“Is the fox hurt?” Sanae asks in slightly mocking tone. Alright, fun’s finished!
“Sanae…” you dump charm into your voice, “Suwako needs a hug.”
With nary a warning she dives for the goddess in question, not yet trained to resist a charm that doesn’t go against her desires. Suwako yelps and dodges away, starting a merry chase that should buy you a few seconds before the charm wears off.
You turn your focus to Kanako.
“So in all seriousness, what do I need to work on?” You ask, slowly pushing yourself up into a seated position. The goddess crosses her arms, thinking on the question.
“You must adapt, you have gotten quite better at dodging on the ground… but you have yet to fully adapt to moving in three dimensions at speed.” She gently lifts off of the ground as she speaks. “You sought to use the onbashira for cover too much instead of relying on your own speed and abilities.”
She shakes her head.
“It is not a bad tactic but in a normal duel such things will not be available to you. You must adapt to weaving through hundreds of attacks in mid air or you shall not survive against the majority of your foes.” She explains.
“Beyond the odd brain damage I haven’t been doing so bad… but I’ll accept the point.” You reach out a hand and she grasps it, pulling you up to your feet. You glance down at your clothing… rather damaged but nothing that can’t be fixed you supposed.
“When are we leaving for the foxes?” You ask.
She blinks, apparently surprised by the change in subject.
“Roughly four in the evening.” She answers.
Well, that gives you a good half a day to kill then once you finish training Sanae… there’s some things you could check up on you suppose. You can leave the plan for the approach until shortly before you all leave so in the meantime...
Chapter 88: Practice and Plans
Chapter Text
Sanae sits on the dirt, one hand moving up to rub her head in an attempt to fight off an oncoming headache.
"Sorry about that, but you are getting better." You offer, trying your best to sound conciliatory.
She lets out a groan, one eye cracking open to stare at you with all the hate she can muster. Which admittedly isn't a whole lot at the moment. Mayhaps she should blame her mothers for putting her in this situation, you do. Constantly.
"Glad to hear it…" She mutters, "it's like that damn tengu liquor all over again."
"Yeah, that would be the brain getting muddled with false signals, my apologies."
You kneel down to pat her head a little, the action earns another groan from her as she bats at the hand. She drops the matter quickly however, hands moving down to the sides as she the effects of the magic start to wear off. Unfortunately there is no healing that can fix something like this you are aware of, but the effects fade mercifully fast from what you can remember.
Of course, the amount you used on her would knock out your average human so who can really tell at this point?
You offer her a hand and she takes it, standing up on rather unsteady feet. She wobbles a little then finds her balance, one hand still rubbing her head but she is coming back to life rather quickly.
Kanako and Suwako move over, they had been watching the training from the edge of the arena previously. Both look at Sanae with some curiosity, Suwako is particular producing a bit of cloth to wipe some dirt off of her cheek produced by you having her do a full dogeza repeatedly… into the ground.
...What? She kept trying to hit you.
"What is your judgment, shinshi?" Kanako asks, turning away from the shrine maiden to look at you. You glance over at the goddess, hand moving under your chin as you think a little.
"I assume you mean her resistance to charms?" You clarify. Kanako merely nods.
"She's getting better, more subtler charms will be a problem for some time, but big and obvious ones she can avoid rather well. Of course, I am not the most skilled at charms." You shrug your shoulders, turning your gaze back to Sanae. "The… clan that attacked mine, they were called the Fusakazu. They are… were, skilled in mind magics. They could probably use charms far more effectively than I could, and long term at that." You shake your head, mind thinking about the possibilities.
"If… the group behind the attack is even half as good as they were, I… well, luckily you two are more resistant to charms I imagine." You finish, looking down towards the ground.
A heavy hand lands on your shoulder; soft, but with calluses from hard work. She is vain but hard-working. Well, you suppose vain has many applications.
"Are you quite alright?" Kanako asks, her face is neutral, but her tone belies at least some worry.
You nod with a small smile.
"I'll be alright, just some unpleasant memories keep bouncing up recently." You admit. Her hand squeezes your shoulder a moment longer then releases the grip to fall at her side. Her expression slips into a light smile.
"None shall harm you as long we are present Ayumu. As long as you are a servant of the shrine I shall see it so." She affirms. You quirk a brow.
"Unless you're doing the harming, I take it?"
"Indeed," she replies with a grin, "but it builds character. You are going through the same processes that Sanae did during her training."
You glance up at the Onbashira littering the area like so many trees. There's a particularly damaged one that was nearly cut in half by one of Suwako's rings, it lays at an angle balanced against another one of the pillars.
"...Really. You threw her in the Onbashira pit?" You ask carefully.
She blinks.
"Well… perhaps not quite to the extent we are training you, as a youkai you of course are more durable than she was at the time. You should be grateful of the effort we are putting into this, in due course you shall become one of the most dangerous being in Gensokyo, and a proud servant of this shrine."
You hold up three fingers.
"First of all, I am plenty grateful, but this is clearly nepotic." You lower a finger. "I have no desire to be one of the most dangerous beings in Gensokyo," another finger, "I thought I already was a proud member of this shrine?" You lower the last finger.
She waves her hand dismissively.
"I do see your point, however I make the rules." She replies, the smile turning into a full grin. "Your training shall not be complete until you have defeated both myself and Suwako in single combat."
You stare at her incredulously.
"I am going to die." You say bluntly.
"That," Kanako says, her grin taking a touch for the bloodthirsty, "is a risk we are willing to take." She replies, her and Suwako both wearing the exact same smirk on their faces.
"...Right, well." You fish around in your pocket and grab your spellcards. "I was hoping to test out my new spellcards before we head off to the Fox Village, if the worst happens I would like to know what is in my arsenal."
Suwako pats Sanae on the head one more time, the smile on Sanae's face telling you she is probably milking it juuuust a little. But what child doesn't want to be secretly babied by their parents?
She then wanders over to you. "Ah've been curious myself, ya got several new ones right?"
You nod.
"That would be the case, and older ones I haven't actually tried yet." You draw the card you were looking for. "Case in point, Earth-God Summon. I know it's an invocation but it doesn't really summon you as such correct?"
"That'd be the case, yer borrowing some of my power," she explains, "ah could sense ya drawing my power so ah popped into the other shrine. From what ya dragged out it'll probably have somethin' to do with my curse snakes ah reckon."
"So… like that other card I have? Scourge-Sign?" You ask.
Suwako tilts her head.
"Not exactly, when ya used that ya didn't actually draw anything from me. It's like ah copy or an illusion in yer case. This… is actually using my power." She clarifies.
Kanako turns to look at her sharply.
"He is drawing your power? You are certain?"
"Ah'm sure, could feel it from all the way at the Hakurei shrine." Suwako answers with a wide grin, hands moving to rest behind her head. Kanako growls, head turning back to look at you.
"Good to know." She dusts off her shoulder, despite it being immaculate. "She shall need to find him one for mine as well, so that he isn't inconvenienced should you need all your power."
"The Onbashira card doesn't?"
"It does not," she says, shaking her head. "I had originally thought it did, but if it not so easily felt by me, then I must assume it is a mere copy. If you continue gaining spellcards I would request you put in effort to get an effective copy of mine."
"Er… will do so if I can," you say, "I hardly have a choice in such things."
"Enough ah' that!" Suwako pipes up, pushing Kanako to the side and bouncing on the spot, "Ah want to see what the invocation does!"
… You gave them something new to fight about. You do that a lot you find, perhaps you are a bad influence. Or perhaps you awoke a competitive streak that was only barely contained by brutal sparring and Mario Kart.
Either or.
You hold out the card and channel magic into it. It laps greedily, very greedily at your magic, though your reserves at this point are well prepared to handle it. The card glows golden a brief moment then fades away.
'Earth-God Summon – Poisonous Bite'
Nothing happens at first, causing you to stare at the card quizzically. Then as if to answer your confusion the ground starts shaking, and with a burst of dirt a large white snake bursts out of the ground. From the gleaming white scales to the glowing red eyes it is quite familiar, though notably not as large as the one Suwako threw at you.
It darts forward and wraps around an Onbashira, a good thirty to forty feet in length and about half as thick again a normal snake. It wraps around it a good half dozen times before staring down at you. Forked tongue shooting out with a hiss.
You stare back, raising a hand in a wave.
Its eyes lock onto the hand, watching its movements.
"Saionji? Really?" Suwako asks incredulously.
The snake turns to look at Suwako, its head… neck, body really. Twisting as it does so, the forked tongue shoots out again and through it you can hear some… whispered language you don't quite recognize.
Suwako blinks incredulously.
"Well ah'll be damned." She says aloud.
She points at you.
"Ayumu." She then moves the hand to point at the snake. "Saionji, one of my curse gods. Apparently yer card is getting his attention."
The snake slowly starts to unwind himself from the Onbashira. Hissing all the while.
"Is… that going to be a problem?" You ask.
"Shouldn't be." She says with a shrug. "Just never happened before. Then again we've never had ah shinshi since we got ahold of spellcards."
The snake… Saionji finishes unwinding. It moves across the ground, leaving a black tarlike substance in its wake that quickly fades away.
It stares you deep in the eyes, unblinking as its head tilts this way and that, then… it just fades away.
"Did he just unsummon himself?" You ask, looking towards Suwako.
"Yer invokin' him. He can leave whenever he sees fit… in yer case anyway." She replies glibly.
Well, that'll have to be a card to figure out then. Summoning a curse god could be useful however… backup for stealth missions if you could get him to sneak around. There are few things sneakier than a snake or snake-youkai for that matter, and it can travel underground as a bonus.
Next would be… Eirin's.
You hold the card out. "Curse of the Heavens - Apollo 13".
It glows white, also lapping up a fair amount. You'd best be careful in case you end up fighting something this evening.
You hear a loud crack and a blue-white beam of light bursts from the card. It immediately curves upwards and disappears off into the sky. You cup your hand over your eyes and watch it go.
It goes up a good hundred meters before slowing to a stop. It glows ever the brighter and then explodes violently, sending a shockwave off in into a sky. The wave and the danmaku that follow it collide with the tops of trees and goes on for some time.
It ends a few moments later, and you look down at the card appreciatively.
Well that will be a good anti aircraft weapon.
"Flashy!" Suwako comments with a giggle.
"Indeed, a potent weapon." Kanako adds. "What would the next one be?"
You draw the next card, Motes of Light, and allow it to draw magic. It draws a fair bit as well, though less than Eirin's.
'Fox Sign – Motes of Light'
Small bits of fire fly out from the card, landing amongst the arena between the Onbashira. They pulse orange and float about a foot off of the ground. Then they… do nothing.
"Yer really one for trickery and area of denial ain't ya?" Suwako asks. "Those ones work like landmines, ah have one myself."
She picks up a rock and tosses it at one of the orbs, with a loud crack it impacts, and a small spread of danmaku shoots out in every direction, though it dissipates after only a few meters. A few seconds after it does so the others fade away as well.
Well, you can think of uses for that. You can think of uses for everything here actually, not a bad haul.
"Your spellcards are extensions of yourself, it wouldn't be wrong to say you choose to stay out of an upfront encounter almost completely… and you use others for direct combat." Kanako says.
Well, if you go by Servant of Suwa and Scarlet Shoot… she isn't wrong.
Last one would be…
You stare at the card you've drawn, Living Cremation, a sick feeling rising in your gut. You told the Moriya what happened to your people, and you told them how she died. But you didn't tell them what happened to the body. What you almost did to yourself.
You lower the card back into the deck while shaking your head.
"The last one is an… unpleasant memory, and not one I wish to relive." You say bluntly.
Kanako gives you a curious look then nods her head.
"You have a good amount of spellcards already, do not feel forced to use that which you are uncomfortable with." She replies, a look on understanding finding its way onto her face.
"I appreciate that." You say thankfully.
You'll find out what it does, that and your Last Word, but you… are in no hurry to relieve those memories. Your dreams are enough, and you would like less of those if possible.
You look over at Kanako with a smile.
"Sorry about that, could you assist me with a little experiment?"
The goddess looks at you owlishly, then nods in affirmation.
"What manner of experiment would this be?"
"I wanted to see if my more illusionary spellcards are functional in the rain, I know I can maintain illusions… though without bragging that is mostly my own skill level." You say with no small amount of pride. "I have a plan just in case things go south this evening, but I wanted to test that first. Can you conjure a storm?"
The goddess chuckles.
"There was a time I could conjure a storm that would sink Japan into the ocean." She says with no small amount of pride herself. "But to answer your question, yes."
She snaps her fingers, and any further word on your part is snuffed out as a raincloud forms a good half dozen meters above your head. Like some old-timey cartoon it crackles with a very adorable thunder then starts to pour down the rain onto you.
You just stand there in it a few moments, mildly enjoying the shower as you ponder the ridiculousness of the situation.
Well, as for testing.
What Was Not There functions normally. The rain passes through the illusions as you'd expect without your intervention, in a full on thunderstorm it may not be noticeable… but you probably want to be careful with it.
Forgotten Beast per the goddesses makes you stick out like a sore thumb as well. The rain outlines your figure and makes the card almost moot. You could probably still find some uses for it but that most likely is out as well, unfortunately.
Your regular illusions function fine, if only because you have enough experience to make them function in the rain effectively. Though it will take more concentration than usual, so it may be a bit more tricky to fight in a storm.
"You mentioned a plan?" Kanako disperses the raincloud.
"Indeed, though it may be best if we talk inside. Just for security's sake." You respond.
"Then we can discuss over lunch," Kanako announces. "It is near that time anyway."
- - -
You sit at the table with the group of them, the room soundproofed as Suwako works on lunch. Though she can hear everything you say either way.
"If for any reason we have to fight in the Fox Village it may be beneficial to conjure a storm, as it would make illusions and general trickery far more difficult," you explain. "If it is suitably impressive it could also help us gather faith."
Kanako ponders the idea.
"It has been quite some time since I have used a storm for battle, perhaps not since I fought with the Hakurei last," she admits, then grins. "A good plan. I shall start it early as a light drizzle, lest we alarm our villains too early."
"I take it you've thrown lightning at people you don't like?" You ask, looking over at Kanako.
"I have indeed," she puffs up, "and a few people I did like! It makes a fine motivator."
"... Just try not to actually burn down the village." You ask slowly.
The goddess chuckles as Sanae speaks up.
"How likely do you feel it is that we will be attacked?" Sanae asks.
"Depends on the circumstances." You admit, tilting your head slightly as you think on the question. "If they were smart they wouldn't be in the village at all… but I would think they would be near it so they could observe and manipulate."
You shake your head.
"Ideally… and as much as I hate to say it, I was hoping we could draw them out with easy targets so we could catch them. If they are actually hiding in the village proper they are either well entrenched and sure of themselves… or completely idiotic. "I am thinking Suwako and myself would wander in while we have backup on the outside. Best case scenario they are in the area, worst case is it is a dead end."
Suwako enters shortly after you say that with food, a hearty enough meal with enough fixing that she needs several of herself to bring it all in. Barbecue beef with plenty of greens, a large lunch by any stretch, and one you enjoy as you talk.
"I would like to let Yukari know what our plans are, if our odds stay the way they usually are then something is going to happen when we go to investigate… and it would be best is she was aware something is going on." You swallow a bit of the beef and continue. "If the foxes are turned, or this Danjuro fellow tries to start something it would be best to have a response planned. They were willing to attack the Human village… that shows confidence in something at least on their part." You say, still surprised by the brazenness of it all. "That and she may want a piece of this herself, she was rather perturbed by the whole affair."
Kanako hums with thought.
"Yukari is a fine ally, even if she can be… aggravating, and we do not need worry about competing with her for faith."
"That," you add, "and if Suwako finds something out about the Umbrella we will have to tell Yukari anyway."
Suwako chirps up. "Ah think ah'm near a breakthrough for that so hopefully ah'll have something by this evening. A name may be tricky, but ah thinks ah can turn it into a tracker for the original enchanter."
"Like a magical compass?" You ask.
"Sorta," Suwako giggles, "but my work is much more cool than any dinky old compass. Ah can track the magical signature for some ways out once ah get it down to ah minute trace."
"That would be good, between that and Kanako's new sword they would have nowhere to hide."
"That would be our intention." Kanako says with a smile. "Tell me, you mentioned this other clan earlier, what were their abilities? I would have thought most fox clans alike."
"For the most part," you admit, "but everyone has their niche; The Fusakazu were apparently skilled in mind magics, like my charm. I am decently skilled at it, but a true fox charmer could basically turn you into a full slave to their whims, they would remove all identity and sense of self. You would stop being your own person."
Suwako whistles appreciatively.
"Ah've heard of stuff like that, nasty. Well we're fairly resistant to things like that..." She shoots a furtive glance over at Sanae who is currently trying to do her best Kanako impression with her food. "Here's hopin' that yer training has grown fruit if it comes to it. Ah figure this is somethin' near all foxes can do anyway."
"They can… and my thoughts exactly. I'm hoping they won't be involved, but the draw towards the foxes are too obvious, and I know what my luck is like." You say warily.
"If it came to that, would you be prepared to fight such a foe?" Kanako asks.
You shrug your shoulders.
"I honestly… don't know, if it was them I would like the closure, but at the same time if they have an eight tails I know my weight category." You respond.
"Indeed, the eight tails." Kanako murmurs. "A most obnoxious beast, this time I shall slay it if it lives. It shall be a trophy along with the rest."
"You… plan on mounting the thing on the wall?" You ask carefully.
Kanako smiles.
"Perhaps," She says with a smile, "It will depend on my mood." You smile yourself, a Kanako response you suppose, but you move onto the next subject.
"We could have the Scarlet Mansion on standby," you propose. "I know Remilia is interested in payback, but if we go with the rain plan she may not be able to get in directly. Could be helpful to have eyes on the outside, if this is a hornet's nest and they try to make a break for it."
Sanae pipes up for this one.
"Remilia is… difficult, and yes, the rain would be a problem. I would rather we skip alerting Remilia if at all possible." She admits.
"Ah don't much like working with her myself," Suwako chimes in, "but Remilia would be put off if we didn't and ah don't feel like dealing with that particular problem."
"And if we don't what's the chances of Remilia just smiting the damn village on her own, damn the innocents?" You ask.
"Fairly likely if she starts gettin' frustrated." Suwako answers.
"We shall task Remilia with border guarding," Kanako says. "We will have to convince her but it shall be don. Once we do this it will be final however, lest Remilia go in herself."
"We can probably have Sakuya go in with us, if she's willin' to be seperate from 'er master that is." Suwako adds. "Fer a maid she's a good enough fighter."
"Agreed," Kanako affirms.
"I was planning on meeting up with Wakasagi to see if she had heard anything. If you want I can check up on Remilia as well, though with me having one of her spellcards it is probably wise I do not go alone," you say, looking between the two goddesses.
"I'll go with you," Sanae volunteers. "I haven't had a chance to talk to Wakasagi in some time and I wanted to check up on her." You look at her surprise.
"You want to go to the evil vampire mansion?" You ask incredulously.
"What? You think I'd let you go there alone?" She asks. "Besides, I can conjure up rain as well if she gets uppity." She finishes, sticking her tongue out at you.
"Indeed, you shall travel with Sanae." Kanako says.
"Alright… then next would be the Tengu Village". You begin. "It would be good to have a clone with Hidemi or the like if we need their help with something. It's overkill, but this group had the guts to attack the Human Village, the shrine, and apparently the Tengu Village. We can't really keep them away without losing faith."
So many allies, and they were all personally invested in this. The moment you involved one, the others needed to get involved, otherwise you lost faith and gained enemies. It was high risk, high reward; if you didn't need any backup on this mission then many of them could leave, but if you found something, then you could act on it almost immediately.
"Ah agree, ah can send a clone over to the Tengu Shrine fer a bit." Suwako says with a nod of her head.
"Do you have any ideas how we can keep the foxes from infiltrating the Tengu?" You ask.
Suwako glances up towards the ceiling, hand on her chin. Suddenly the room is bathed in noise; a gurgling sound somewhere between a hum and a croak erupting from her throat. Only to suddenly cut off as the shoots a glare at you.
"No illusions!" she snaps, conveniently missing how oddly silent her daughter's laughter is, and opting to continue the, now far more amusing, strategy session. "Ah can have Tenma assemble a force at the shrine," she offers, "ah can detect any magic on the grounds itself so ah could root out any shapeshifters or illusions. Though if they have anything like that Forgotten Beast card that'll be a bit more annoying. If ya remember on that first night ah could smell the animal on ya, could sense the shapeshiftin' too, though ah didn't recognize it as such at first."
"Alright, that works. Another thought that came to mind was the Netherworld oddly enough. Charms don't work on things that aren't… alive. If they are willing to help they would be fantastic allies." You offer.
"They… would." Kanako agrees. "But how precisely do you mean to draw them into the incident?"
"Well, they have no real ties to the incident, but maybe I could ask Yukari? We don't know how many foxes are against us, nor their full abilities."
"Ah mean yer welcome to try if ya want," Suwako shrugs, "we'd still be leading the operation so we'd get faith."
Permission as much as any you suppose, it will need to be something you ask Yukari about when you summon her. If you're going to have overkill, then you'd like at least some of it to be immune to charm.
You usually won street fights you got 'involved' in for this exact reason. True diplomacy is never fighting a war alone, and perfect diplomacy is never getting involved at all… though that doesn't mean you can't have others do the fighting for you.
"Last would be the Hakurei." You say. "I know Reimu is already investigating, would it be worth getting her involved?"
Kanako shakes her head. "Not unless it is entirely necessary. Reimu is an effective fighter, but we do not need to share credit with another shrine, especially with the allies we can already draw upon."
"Could be useful though, may be worth tellin' her our progress and that we plan on goin'. In case this ain't the end of things. She's the caretaker whether we like it or not." Suwako says.
Kanako rubs her chin. "I shall think about it. For the time being, is there anything else?"
"Not besides discussing how we will approach this. If we get our allies we can sort out where they can be... but right now we do not have any. So we have to figure out our entrance." You explain. "I figured Suwako and myself go in disguised as foxes, I was actually thinking going in as my normal self, if they were brazen enough to attack the shrine they would be brazen enough to attack me."
"Perhaps," Suwako muses. "How often is it that foxes live shapeshifted in their own village?"
"Very common," you reply. "Sometimes for vanity, sometimes for safety, sometimes just because they did something embarrassing the previous night. It wasn't anywhere near unheard of."
"A brazen plan to be sure," Kanako agrees, "but I shall disagre. You will both go in disguised, for if they are in the process of hiding they would certainly shirk away from the Moriya."
"That and a fox attacked ya previously, they most certainly know yer allegiance," Suwako adds on.
Point… and wait a minute. You glance over to Sanae.
"What WAS up with you not telling them anyway? About the fox attack?"
Sanae scratches her cheek, looking away awkwardly.
"Well...er, I mean, the way things were going I forgot at first. Then I was worried you would get in trouble if it was a fox that attacked you."
You stare at her blankly.
"I was already a Shinshi," you point out, "what did you think was going to happen?"
"Well- you- I mean," she blushes and looks away, "look, with your luck I didn't want to take any chances of you leaving, okay! I didn't want something to go wrong if Kanako tried to accuse you of something again once she woke up!"
Kanako sputters in indignity. You know they already talked about it, but apparently she didn't put it in quite those terms. It does explain why Suwako was amused.
You blink, mulling over the idea.
… Fair enough.
"Either way, we've got an army to get together, and some foxes to catch." Suwako cuts in, drawing a nod from Kanako.
"Then if that is it we shall get to work after lunch." Kanako declares.
Chapter 89: A Busy Afternoon
Chapter Text
You break there, with Suwako heading off to the Tengu village while Kanako returns to her room to prepare. Whether that is to get as many swords possible for potential fox-murder... of which it is nice to think of someone else being on the receiving end for once, or to merely pretty herself up before the show you have no idea. You and Sanae head out front, though you stop her before you both take off.
"Let's follow the river, I was hoping to visit Hina before we go… we'll need all the luck we can get."
"Well, you'll need all the luck you can get," she replies with a smirk. "So I suppose it couldn't hurt."
"I think," you say sardonically, "we established last spar that I only have bad luck when I am hanging around with the Moriya, I was otherwise just fine this past century."
"Unfortunately I think you will find I no longer care about such a plight," Sanae says with no small amount of derision. "You are tied to this shrine, so you can complain about your luck all you like~"
"I fear for your love-life," you fire back. "One date and suddenly they're stuck for life."
"Huh, never thought about that to be honest…" Her eyes widen, head turning back to look at the shrine. "I would have to introduce them to my mothers. I can't see that ending well."
"Eh, some parents wait on the front porch with a shotgun," you say, looking back over the landscape past the gate. "A curse goddess and a war goddess? I doubt they'd wait on the front porch."
"Probably not... " Sanae replies carefully. "How about instead of that we focus on visiting the curse goddess and the vampire?"
"Fine by me~" You reply in the same tone she used earlier.
You then take off together and fly down the mountain. The water of the falls cast multiple rainbows as the afternoon's light hits them. The cascading array of colors that is more than a little pleasant to look at as you go down. It appears you aren't alone in this either, Sanae is flying at a rather lackadaisical pace as well.
Down at the lake below the kappa are out and about, in just about the greatest amount of force you've seen them. Though 'force' is most definitely a strong term. A large amount of them are huddled by the waters edge, a gathering of male and females. Standing on the lake itself are two male ones, each dressed in what would be considered old fisherman's clothes from the Edo era; Brown shirts with the front open and long pants that go down to the feet. Strapped to their backs are two large turtle shells with some form of mechanical contraptions affixed to the back of the hard bone, whizzing and whirring as they push against each other.
It appears to be some form of sumo, the two boys, young in appearance, have their hands clutching each others with their legs spread apart, each pushing as hard as the can against the other. Every inch moved is met with raucous cheers and jeers from the assembled crowd, so this is either some ritual… or sport.
"Kappa Sumo wrestling?" You ask, flying closer to Sanae.
She squints her eyes, unable to make out fully what is going on at first but she figures it out quickly. "Yes, they are fond of the sport, though I can't say I've bothered to watch a match myself. Though in the outside world most wrestlers don't strap rockets to their boots or boxing gloves to their backs."
You slowly start curving to fly over the river versus straight down the mountain. Your speed decreasing further. The spray of the waterfall manages to get a little on you, the warm water pleasant against your skin.
"I'm rather fond of the sport myself." You reply, though not for any 'sporting' reasons. It and baseball games more recently, were always a useful play for a clandestine meeting between parties. Though you preferred theater shows most of all, since they keep the lights on for Sumo matches.
There's the roar of an engine and you watch as the back of a turtle shell splits open down the middle. A jet of flame shoots out the back and propels the wearer forward by several feet, much to the delight of the crowd if the now cacophonic cheering is anything to go by. The other one, not to be outdone, counters. Bursts of white light erupt from under his boots, jets of mist shooting out that both serve to push back the thrust and… freeze the water beneath him?
An interesting show and the two are deadlocked with each other again. You think you would enjoy seeing what the 'rules' of this particular sport are. They certainly aren't doing it the traditional way.
You leave them behind and follow the river, a few Tengu are out and about, though to be fair they are always out and about. You cut across the forest and above the Aki sisters at their home, who wave at you cheerfully as you pass.
Past that you come to a slow stop and land in the small clearing that makes up Hina's 'temple' and home. The goddess is at first nowhere to be seen, then you faintly hear a happy whistling. Coming around the corner of the house is the aforementioned curse goddess, arms loaded with firewood. Without so much as a glance in your direction, she strides passed you, heading to dump her arm-load onto her woodpile. She wipes her hands together, satisfied with her work as she spins on the spot to face the two of you.
"Good afternoon! How can I help you two today?" Apparently, she did notice. Then again, this is her divine residence, so it may play by the similar rules to Moriya Shrine.
"Afternoon Hina, was just hoping to check on you? Then maybe you could work a bit of your magic? I am a dreadfully unlucky man," you say with a smile as you raise a hand in greeting.
She giggles, wiggling her fingers and the ribbons come to life behind her.
"My 'magic'! How quaint, I don't believe I have ever heard it described as such! It is rare as well I have someone make a house call. Of course of course, I do not mind!"
She takes a few steps forward until she is just a few feet away, she then draws the familiar spiral symbol from before. The 'ritual' is the same as it was when she performed the same act on you at the shrine, though this time there is far less of the inky… miasma. Sanae watches the entire act curiously, then blanches a little when the goddess turns her gaze on her.
She is about to back away when you grab her by the arm.
"This is going to be a dangerous mission," you whisper, "if anything goes wrong then we're in trouble, so let her work."
Sanae relents after that, standing still as the goddess repeats the process. The miasma from her is… less than you thought actually. Barely half as much as you just had, and practically nothing compared to how much you had last time, so either being a shrine maiden has its perks or the universe really doesn't like you.
Hina sighs happily, cupping her hand over her breast as she absorbs in the miasma. Once it is all in she looks up at you both with a happy smile.
"And with that the 'magic' is done~" She says with a giggle. "I'm afraid I don't have tea boiling at the moment but if you will give me just a minu-"
You hold up a hand to cut her off.
"Many thanks but that won't be necessary, I had some with lunch. Terribly sorry. I was more hoping to get you up to speed on the incident, then see if you had heard anything?"
The goddess blinks, then nods her head, lightly dusting off the sides of her dress as she focuses on you.
You then spend the next little while telling her the majority of what you have found out. The goddess, unfortunately, does not have much to anything but is grateful you went out of your way to inform her.
"What do you prefer as offerings or donation anyway? I appreciate the favor. I donated some money before but…"
She smiles brightly at the question.
"I did appreciate the donation last time, though I have little need for such things. Many beings in Gensokyo are cursed or suffer from misfortune, so I do not need of such things to survive." The smile droops a little, but a slight look of… hope forms across her face. "Though if you could visit from time to time, I would appreciate it. I do not get much in the way of visitors, as you might understand."
"Of course," you nod, "that shouldn't be a problem... and thank you for removing the misfortune."
You fly away shortly afterward, flying at a quick pace to the east over the forest as Sanae keeps close. It's a habit of hers you've noticed whenever you've flown together, ever since the incident with Marisa she has attempted to stay somewhat… closer to you in the air. You don't know if she thinks she can block a giant laser such as that but hey… she's done crazier things.
"I am… uncomfortable around Hina." Sanae admits unprompted, the words were spoken softly enough that if you were going any faster you doubt you would have heard them.
"Why so? I remember you being amicable enough with her a few weeks back. The second day I was here I believe."
"Hina is… dangerous," she starts, rubbing her arm awkwardly. "On the shrine grounds it isn't really a problem, but she stays alone for a reason. She lives on curses, rather than faith. It isn't bad exactly, and she's a nice enough person, but she tends to radiate them. As a mortal it's dangerous to be around here, though we are safer than most."
"So you're worried that a curse she has stored will rub off onto you?"
She nibbles at her lip as she thinks on what to say.
"I don't know, I always get a bit nervous when I run into her outside of the shrine. It may be silly but… I'm not much one for curses."
"To each their own," you say with a shrug of your shoulders. "She seems nice enough, it's a shame she has to be alone. I've known more than one being who dealt in curses, though admittedly only a handful of deities."
Though 'deities' is a bit of a stretch. By far the worst of such beings you ran into was a group on Onryo that haunted parts of Tokyo after the bombings… you just… stayed well away from bomb sites. Foxes like you might be fading away, but you think there'll always be a place for the odd vengeful ghosts. Those aren't going away anytime soon.
You make a sedate pace over the village and down the road towards the lake. You had hoped to meet with Wakasagi but you'd best get Remilia out the way first. If you do have that spar with the mermaid it would perhaps be best not to arrive at Remilia's disheveled by a spellcard to the face.
The lake is as misty as ever, though there is a certain peaceful air to it as you make your way around it onto the path that leads to the mansion. Once again present is the guard you met previously, Meiling. She stands at the front of it with her arms crossed, a neutral expression on her face as she sees you land. There are no fairies out and about, at least, not on the outside of the gate. You raise a hand in a wave.
"Xia wu hao!" You greet happily.
"Xia wu hao yourself!" She replies, bowing lightly, which you match out of respect.
"How have things been at the mansion?" You ask, coming to a stop a not too far from the gatekeeper. She tilts the head, the braids swinging from the motion.
"Same as usual, I suppose? I just guard the gate and serve the mistress."
"That's good to hear at least, things have been rather crazy recently... We are here to see the mistress actually, is she in?"
Meiling nods, glancing back towards the mansion. "I assume this is about the ongoing incident?" Meiling asks, not turning to look back at you as she speaks.
"Yes it is," Sanae speaks up, "could we speak to her?"
Meiling nods again, and with a wave of her hand, you see a fairy dart out of a hedge behind the gate. It speeds off towards the east, passing out of sight quickly behind the brick wall that surrounds the compound.
It isn't a long wait. The fairy eventually comes speeding back, diving straight through the head and out of sight in the opposite direction. In its wake, heels clicking against the ground is Remilia, resting against her shoulder is a parasol, deliberately positioned to block the sunlight. Three steps behind is Sakuya, hands folded in front of her as she closely follows her master.
Remilia turns at the intersection, walking down the stone path towards the front gate. The umbrella spins idly in her grip, an impish smile on her face as she looks at you.
"Welcome once again to the Scarlet Devil Mansion." She greets, doing a light curtsy with her free hand as she plays the part of the magnanimous host. Her eyes then dart to the side to land on Sanae. "Ah, and Sanae, a rare guest. I bid thee a most gracious welcome in addition."
You bow lightly, glancing over at Sanae to see how she reacts. She seemingly is either oblivious to the slight or chooses to ignore it entirely as she bows.
The gates open with an ominous creak, swinging open on their own to open the path. Remilia gestures for you to follow as she starts walking back down the path. Accepting the invitation you both do so, the gate creaking to a shut behind you. She turns at the same intersection, though this time going left then right. The plants are all mostly dead barring some few varieties of winter flowers.
The fairies are at work nonetheless, cleaning the paths and picking twigs and the like out of the dying and dead hedgerows.
Ahead in a plaza is a gazebo, it is made of fine wood painted a royal white with vines wrapping around them like a trellis. The tiles making up its roof are, of course, scarlet, with a finely made table and chairs in the center of it. The plaza is entirely stone with a large ornate fountain flanked by two white marble statues of chess pieces, both queens.
Remilia's heels click and clack against the stone until they reach the Gazebo, she steps onto it, holding her parasol back to allow Sakuya to take hold of it. With light steps she walks around the table to take a spot at its head. Feet crossing underneath as her hands clasp at her waist, eyes alight with amusement as you both make your way inside.
You and Sanae each take positions on either side, Sakuya taking position behind her master. Eyes closed as she seemingly does her best impression of a statue.
Remilia holds up her hands then lightly claps them together, in an instant, there are fresh cups of tea set out in front of you all. The pleasant scent of Gyokuro… rather expensive, and probably doesn't grow easily in Gensokyo. Then again this whole mansion is a power move.
You accept it gratefully, taking a sip only when she does.
She sighs happily as she swallows the beverage, eyes closing as she savors the flavor. This goes on for a few moments before they slowly open again, a pleasant smile on her face as she looks at you with eyes that are far from pleasant.
"So what brings you to my mansion?" Remilia smiles, setting the teacup back down with a clink.
You smile back and lean forward a little onto the table. "We are investigating the possible hideout of the foxes this evening, and we will be making a move on it this evening… at this time we do not know if the culprits will be there. But we do know foxes in general are involved," you explain, resting your hands on your lap as you straighten your back. "If you are interested in coming I would suggest coming by the shrine around four this evening."
She picks up the teacup tilting it slightly to look at the contents. "Interesting, and how certain are you of this information?"
"Given our current leads, it seems highly likely," you reply easily. "If this devolves into a fight however we thought you would like to be involved… after all. These are the same people who harmed your sister." You say, tossing out the bait.
"Most astute," she says with a giggle. "Then I shall accept the invitation, the Scarlet shall be present this evening."
… And the undead fish takes the bait, you smile widely and take another sip yourself.
"Most appreciated."
The meeting after that is decidedly short lived. You are ushered back out of the mansion's grounds almost as soon as you finish your tea. The Mistress apparently needed the time to prepare as it was.
You step through the gate and make your way down the path, tossing an idle wave to Meiling as you do so.
"Well that went well! Don't need the rainstorm after all." You say once you are out of earshot.
Sanae sighs with a mix of frustration and relief. "Why is not fighting around you more stressful than actual combat?"
"Just got to have a mind for politics," you say simply. "Say what they want to hear and they'll listen to what you say. Remilia seems like the type that likes grand displays of power, so I told her we'd most likely get into a fight."
You stick your hands in your pockets, walking a bit more carefree as your smile gets more cocky. "Long as you don't overdo it and make them think they are owed the world you usually can get out just fine."
"If you say so." She says with a light smile, she moves ahead of you and with a kick of her shoes against the pavement sets off on a lazy flight back towards the lake. Moments later you follow.
- - -
You walk up to the shoreline with Sanae in tow, the mist thick but more centered than the other times you were here. This affords you a clear view of the shoreline, though in this case you don't really need it to spot Wakasagi.
As you walk the sound of gentle plucking fills the air, they add to the sound of the water lapping at the shore, and as you listen a familiar voice fills the air with song.
"A man of six feet… must be brave~"
Wakasagi lays across the shore, tail submerged in the water as she plucks at a small koto on her lap.
"I will lean far out over the waves~"
Your feet crunch against the gravel and she lays her hands gently on the strings, stopping the notes as she glances over at the two of you. Her eyes widen at the sight, her mouth breaking out into a smile.
"Hello again, good sir and ma'am!" She greets you both happily, tail swishing in the water as she does so, "I was not expecting to see either of you today."
"Good afternoon." You both greet.
"To what do I owe the honor of this visit?" Wakasagi asks, eyes alight in curiosity.
"Just here to check up on you, and see if you've found anything new about our culprit." You walk up further to take a seat on the bank. The gravel and sand shifts slightly as you do so. Sanae takes the other side, slipping off her shoes to dip her toes in the water experimentally.
That reminds you, once this mess is over you are going to take a nice looong dip in those hot springs the shrine supposedly owns. You feel you deserve it at this point, maybe you could get someone to comb your fur too?
The mermaid giggles, twisting a little to face you fully. Her tail splashes on the water even as she grabs the koto and sets it aside. "I am fine, thank you for asking good sir!" She answers, her smile widening a little. "I just put together the finishing touches on my home in fact."
"Oh? Found all the furniture you wanted?" You ask.
She nods. "Indeed, good wood and stone that won't be ruined by the freshwater. Back in my homeland we used special materials but I wasn't able to take any with me when I moved over." he explains.
"I understand that, beyond my clothes and some spending money I was fairly bare myself," you say with no small amount of sympathy. Though of course, you didn't have anything anymore to bring with you.
Live on the streets long enough and you quickly discover what is worth actually hauling around, you figured that one out fast.
"As for the culprits, I am afraid not as such. We haven't been actively looking, more keeping back to protect each other in case anything went wrong," she explains, her eyes darting to the side a tad awkwardly. "Kagerou is skilled at tracking but she has been… hesitant since the incident with the mallet."
"I can understand why," you reply. "Though I do hope she understands it wasn't her fault… and she apologized to me already."
Wakasagi shakes her head. "She just needs time, she is still getting acclimated to Gensokyo herself." Her eyes stare into yours, then she smiles again softly. "But beyond that no, nothing has happened and I am afraid I have no leads for you, has everything been alright with you and the shrine? I was planning on visiting soon."
"You are more than welcome to visit," Sanae says happily.
You glance over to see Sanae has leaned back fully against the ground, a blissful smile on her face as her feet soak in the water. Apparently, she is rather enjoying herself. She may have answered that one on instinct.
"... What she said, and for the most part," you answer somewhat honestly, "we are just out and about today. I was actually planning on asking if you want to try a friendly spar." Wakasagi's eyes widen a little then she shakes her head.
"I'm sorry, but no thank you, I do not particularly… enjoy fighting. I have my spellcards, but I only use them for self defense." She adopts an apologetic look as if she was fearing she may insult you.
"I am not much for fighting myself," you shrug, "but it tends to happen… a lot of around here. Was just curious if you wanted to practice a bit."
"I do appreciate the offer," she smiles again, "and I am rather tickled that you came all the way out here for a rematch, but no thank you." She says with a giggle.
"Hey now," you say, leaning back a little with a smile, "I came out here to check up on you and your group, not to get into a fight."
Her smile turns impish as her tail splashes the water playfully, the afternoon sunlight playing off the wet scales. "I'll take your word for it."
- - -
You head out afterwards, flying back over the forest and towards the mountain. That was only a little more than an hour as a trip, so you still have some time before you have to move, and a little less before Remilia shows up. Which means it is time to get ahold of Yukari.
You split up with Sanae as you land, she heads back towards her room as you make your way to yours. The grounds are empty barring a Suwako on the roof, whether it is a clone or not you don't bother to check really. No obvious sign of Kanako either, though if she is in her room you wouldn't have seen her anyway.
You head inside yours, everything is thankfully where you left it. You debate the merits of slipping into your suit, but at the same time you'll just have to take it off again once you finish. You glance down at the illusion you kept active, the illusionary suit is such a common cast for you at this point you hardly even realize you have it on. Of course, you still feel like a bum inside it, but when you are meeting Remilia you really can't take any chances.
Though she has been remarkably… well you wouldn't say necessarily friendly, but she hasn't tried to slap you through any walls recently. So perhaps she is warming up to you, or perhaps she realises that it isn't worth annoying the goddesses… or perhaps she has simply stopped caring about your general existence and only cares about what you can give her instead.
…
Probably that last one.
You look back towards the door smiling slightly as you say the magic words.
"May we speak, Yukari Yakumo?" You ask the room at large, probably confusing the goddesses if they are listening in. Something you haven't thought too hard about to be honest, though this has happened more than once… though you've never summoned her directly beyond the fight with Seija.
At first nothing happens. A good minute passes by in silence as you look about the room, you are just about to call her name again when you feel a gloved hand tap your shoulder. You glance back to see an open portal, Yukari staring at you through it. It's only large enough to show her face, the cracks running down from it allowing faint hints of sunlight to come through from… somewhere else you'd imagine.
She smiles, then turns away, the portal only allows the view of her back for a few moments before enough space is granted to reveal a familiar river. The gap widens, stretching down far enough to allow you to easily step through. The sounds of running water, different from the pond outside fill your ears.
You accept the invitation, stepping through the portal and into Yukari's little… wherever the hell this place is.
The grass crunches under your feet as you step through, a gentle breeze blowing past moments after. Yukari is off ahead, standing next to the river and looking down into its depths. It is a scene you are familiar with, though with the means of travel you doubt it will ever be one you get used to.
You walk up, stopping besides her to gaze down into the water as well, though this time it divulges no images or secrets.
"You are preparing to move on the Fox Village." It's notable not a question.
"We are heading there this evening yes, it was what I wanted to talk to you about." Yet even as the words leave your lips you feel they are unnecessary.
She turns fully towards you, the faintest hints of a smile on her face as she studies yours. "Then you may talk."
You nod gratefully. "We are moving onto the village tonight with Remilia as backup. I'm going to try and draw our villains out if possible, do you want to be involved?"
You haven't actually formalized a plan yet, but you want to draw them to you if possible… you'll need to discuss the finer details with the goddesses later. You are going at first in disguise, it's moving from there that is the question.
She hums in thought, pondering the question.
"I would also ask if you wanted Ran involved. I know she is strong… but if this is tied to the previous fox clan it may be best to avoid it."
She shakes her head in the negative, a frown finding itself onto her face before she wipes it away to a more controlled expression. "I do not wish Ran to be involved in this, if they are involved I do not wish her to be there. Even if they are not… well, I do not wish to tie one of my servants to one of my major faiths as well."
She actually looks somewhat regretful. "My apologies."
Well, yeah you suppose you could see why that would be problematic. Perceived favoritism would only lead to trouble, and you didn't want to finish this incident just to start another.
"I shall be watching from the outside, however, if there is a need for me to step in I shall do so," she says firmly.
"Well, that's good then, always nice to have a Yukari in my corner," you reply with a smile that she matches. "Could I ask a favor then?"
"Oh? What would that be?" She asks.
"Could I get the Netherworld's help by any chance? Ghosts are immune to charm, and if we are going against a fox village…" You trail off.
She blinks in surprise, pausing before speaking again. "An interesting question... But an interesting idea as well, yes, that is a good point and would be a fine advantage… Youmu has resolved an incident or two herself in the past, it would not be unheard of for her to get involved." She gives you an appraising look then smiles.
"Indeed, I shall speak with Yuyuko."
"It is most appreciated," you say honestly. "Is there anything you have for me?"
She taps a finger to her chin, lilac painted nails glinting a little in the light. She then shakes her head. "Just do be safe Ayumu Shinjo. I would hate to have to drag your soul to the Netherworld myself."
You chuckle. "Now you are starting to sound like Sanae."
"Oh am I?" She giggles. "Well that would be problematic, but I do suggest you be on your way. You shall have guests soon!"
She waves her hand, and any further questions on your part are interrupted by a gap opening beneath you. You barely have time to widen your eyes before you slip through and out the other side.
Mercifully it leads to your bed, the springs bouncing you slightly as you land atop it. You push yourself up with a groan then stand back up off the bed, a glance at your phone shows close to a… full hour has passed? You look back to where the portal was and scratch your head.
Well, since when has time made sense around Yukari Yakumo?
You open the door outside your room to see… Suwako standing in front of you with a surprised expression, her hand halfway up to knock on it. In her hands is the umbrella Seija was wielded.
"Was that luck or did ya hear me comin'?"
… You didn't hear her footsteps at all come to think of it.
"Luck," you reply simply.
She gives you a skeptical look then shakes her head.
"Right… anyways, was comin' to get ya. Ah've finished work on the umbrella," she says, face slipping back into a familiar grin. "Ah don't have a name, but Ah can trace the magical signature a good distance. Nothin' at the moment, but if they are anywhere near the village proper ah'll be able to get ah read on 'em."
She hands you the umbrella.
"Sanae already told me about Remilia, so good work there." She says, reaching up to pat you on the shoulder. "Ah won't need the umbrella to do the tracking now that ah got ah lock on the signature."
Alright... which means you could possibly give it to one of the people you hope to have stationed outside, which would make stopping potential escapees far easier.
"Good work yourself," you say, looking over the umbrella.
"Yeah, Ah am pretty amazin'," she says cheekily. "Ah'd suggest ya start gettin' ready as Remilia'll be 'ere shor-" she trails off, eyes widening slightly as her head jerks towards the front of the shrine.
"Problem?" You ask.
"We have a guest," she says, bewildered, then she blinks. "Ah'll be damned. Ya did it, and Ah don't know how."
"What?"
"Youmu just wandered through the gate."
- - -
You move out front, Suwako staying ahead of you as you round the bend. There standing just past the gates is indeed the girl you met earlier. Two scabbards are affixed to her waist, both with sheathed blades, and she is in far lighter clothes than she was back in the Netherworld. She is looking about the shrine curiously, eyes taking in every detail.
"She's never been here before I take it?" you ask.
"Nope, she's never visited. Closest she ever got was the base of the mountain some ways back when we were havin' that incident with the celestial."
"Incident with a celestial?" you ask, glancing down at the goddess. The book you read never covered such an event, then again with how massive the thing was your memory may be just faulty as well. That or repeated knocks on the head really.
"Not important right now," she replies bluntly.
Youmu slowly starts to make her way up the path while you and Suwako position yourself at the top of the steps. You idly clutch at the necklace through your clothes… just in case. To your relief however it doesn't go off. She stops just before the steps and bows deeply. She doesn't raise herself back up as she speaks. "Greetings, I am Youmu Konpaku, I have come at my master's behest to assist in concluding this incident."
… Well, score that one for the win column.
- - -
You get Youmu up to speed quickly, the swordswoman asking no questions. Or really doing much of all really besides idly listening to the information Suwako, Sanae, and yourself give her. Once finished she merely nods and takes a seat at the front porch, once she gets permission first you note.
… A rather old old-fashioned girl.
It's only a short time later that your other guest arrives as well, you hear the chattering and squeaking of bats and look to see a figure walk through the gate. Remilia walks confidently with Sakuya in tow, once again twirling her parasol as she looks at the group of you with an expression that could only be described as Kanako-like superiority.
Two for two then.
- - -
You all sit at the table behind the altar. The goddesses and yourselves at the head of the table while Youmu and Remilia are sat at the other end. Well, to be more specific… Youmu took the middle of the table while Remilia took the other end, Sakuya standing besides her.
It's quite a force, though arguably, less than what you assembled to attack the Inverted Castle.
"So tell me," Remilia begins, face setting into an easy smile, "what would be your plan?"
Chapter 90: Continuation of Past Tragedies
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You rap your fingers on the table, the golden ring on your hand clinking against the fine wood. At once you have the attention of the room. You have a plan, one you feel everyone will accept with some selling on your part. You find it rather amusing that you've ended up becoming the 'idea' guy for the Moriya in such a short period of time… but it hasn't failed you so far.You find it rather amusing that you've ended up becoming the 'idea' guy for the Moriya in such a short period of time… but it hasn't failed you so far. That and it's not like you are in any position of real power truth be told. Not that the shinshi position means nothing, of course, just that even with it you are still the lowest ranking member of the shrine. Eell, the main shrine anyway, Hidemi doesn't really count.
You look up from the table. "Our plan at this point is that Suwako and myself shall enter the village under disguise; a scouting mission to discover if our perpetrators are nearby. If they are there we have the means to track them, from there the plan shifts to a mission of containment and elimination."
Remilia's smile turns a touch more bloodthirsty as she stares at you. "The purpose of these disguises, if I may ask? Surely if you were trying to set off a trap… you would wish to be a target, correct?" You stare back into her eyes, the emotion and thought in there is clear as day. She has no signs of life on her face behind her eyes. Her lips curl a tad unnaturally, her cheeks pale from lack of bloodflow.
"That would normally be the case, yes, but we've already established a disguise previously. We have reason to believe they are seeking to… control the other foxes, if they are then they shall not halt our approach." You smile a little yourself, withdrawing your hands from the table to rest in your lap before speaking again.
"I wouldn't put it past our troublemakers to make an escape attempt. We at present do not know how many there are… or precisely where they are hiding. Hence, we would like to know where they are before we attack them."
"I shall be conjuring a storm." Your eyes dart over to see Kanako sitting on her 'throne,' arms crossed below her chest as she speaks. Her tone, at least to you, begets no argument. "We are fighting thieves and tricksters, my storm shall make them far less effective and allow us to deal with them on our terms."
Remilia's eyes narrow, her gaze turning sharply towards Kanako. "You do realize if you were to make it storm over your battle I will not be able to assist? Perhaps you would like to… rethink this strategy of yours?"
You catch the unspoken words there. 'Lest I make my own.'
Suwako reaches her hand under the table and produces the umbrella, a glance showing it's no longer propped up against your chair as it first was. In one smooth motion, she presents, then tosses it at Remilia. It arcs over the table before the vampire reaches up to grab it easily.
"We're tryin' to track down an enchanter, we figure at the moment that it's the ringleader of this operation. We'd like ya to be outside the village in case they… or any other foxes try to make Ah break for it."
"You wish me to be on containment duty?" The temperature seems to drop.
"Long an' short of it ya."
Remilia audibly growls, her eyes glowing faintly red. The white sclera of her eyes is slowing turning… black. Oh dear. "Unacceptable. I was relegated to the sidelines during the last incident, this shall not occur again." Her voice has abruptly dropped all pretense of civility… or being a young girl like she enjoys playing at. It is animalistic, and more than a little annoyed. You find yourself shifting ever so slightly in your seat, one hand moving from your lap to rest on your pocket.
"These are foxes." Suwako leans forward in her chair a little, one hand outstretched as if to offer Remilia something. "If there's one thing we can count on, it's that they have an escape plan, and after an escape, we're all just waiting for a knife in the back. So we need someone they can't get past."
Remilia starts to reply when Sakuya takes a step forward. You watch warily as she leans down to whisper something in her master's ear. It's not so quiet you cannot hear it, but it is also… not a language you understand. It's diction, what you can make of it, is gentle and flows well, but whatever it is it certainly isn't French.
Remilia's eyes dart to stare at her maid the glow slowly fading even as her hand slowly clenches and unclenches. After several uncomfortable moments, she raises the hand to gently push her maid away, Sakuya returning to her previous position, eyes closed, hands in her lap.
The vampire draws in a deep breath, eyes closing as she centers herself again. When she opens her eyes they are back to normal, and an easy smile finds its way onto her face.
"The Scarlet…" She pauses, eyes dancing from figure to figure. You note Youmu has barely moved from where she sat, merely watching the affair curiously. Though you've hardly heard her say anything either, even when you were telling her the whole situation. "Are willing to accept this plan, however, we would require recompense for a duty beneath our station."
"And what would this recompense be?" Kanako leans forward herself, head tilting slightly even as her eyes narrow in focus on the diminutive vampire.
Remilia draws back, the smile coy.
"Well, you mentioned an enchanter of course. I've had Patchouli going over the magic you showed me… it is fascinating to say the least." She waves her hand dismissively, and you hear a faint click and a teacup appears in her hands. She sips it slowly, letting out a satisfied sigh before speaking again.
"Of course I have no qualms with you Moriya taking the glory and having your petty revenge, but I would ask for pick of the litter so to speak, as far as enchanted items are concerned."
"Agreed," Kanako replies smoothly, the goddess pulls back to sit more relaxed on her chair.
You had perhaps expected Kanako to be more protective of the 'loot' as it was, but then again the Moriya are capable of making their own. That and it wasn't the main focus of the mission. Kanako cares more about revenge at this point than any trophies. Barring that eight tails perhaps.
"What shall be my task?" A new voice enters the fray, and you turn to look at Youmu. One hand is raised as if she was trying to get the teacher's attention.
Kanako in this instance answers. "You shall be outside the village with myself and Sanae. If and when the fighting starts, you shall move in to assist."
Youmu nods succinctly, her arm lowering to rest in her lap again. A silence then fills the room, and you take the opportunity to pull out a small box and place it on the table. Opening it reveals several rows of syrettes unused.
"Our foes were able to replicate the mallet's effects… maybe. Honestly we aren't entirely sure on that yet but these should serve as a good precaution either way, I would suggest everyone take a few just in case."
Everyone takes a few, even Remilia despite her notably not coming by to seek more after your first offer. You suppose even she can accept some forms of precautions.
- - -
You all head out soon after, clouds roiling as you fly down the mountain and east towards the bamboo forest. You keep your pace quick, just in case, as you'd rather not have anyone see you coming. The spot Kasen showed you is obvious enough, a grove of trees just east of the Bamboo Forest. It juts out but unless you were specifically looking for the spot you would have likely overlooked it. By itself, it's about a half mile of open space in every direction. Youmu, Sanae, and Kanako head down to wait at the Bamboo Forest treeline while Remilia continues onwards moving out of sight to the north.
You and Suwako land just in front of the assembled group.
"Do not dally." Kanako crosses her arms, staring towards the grove of trees. Her sword shifts ever so slightly in her sheath. "We made good pace but our foe has proven obnoxious. At the first sign of our foe, approach and eliminate."
"Don't need to tell me twice." You glance over at Suwako. "You good to go yourself?"
With a smirk the goddess changes, her blonde hair changing to long black, and with a wave of your hand the fox bits appear on her head and sprout from her lower back. You haven't seen this form of hers in a few weeks, well, not since you last did politics in the underground recently. You had more planned but then Seija decided to start a mess with her new friends.
You look over her new form briefly then nod, turning into Akio Hando yourself. One of your easier illusions by far, you are curious if anyone in the village will recognize this form. It would answer some questions… and perhaps raise new ones.
"Very handsome. Ya good?"
You nod, turning back towards the grove of trees. With one last deep breath, and one last half-whispered 'good luck' from Sanae you both head off towards the invisible village.
You walk side by side, Suwako… Takami's face neutral as she walks along. Her four tails bob from side to side as she walks, bumping into your six occasionally. There is no obvious path to the village, not that you'd expect there to be. There is the faint trace of a walking path but it is deliberately grown over and hidden. You only knew of a few fox villages that were openly welcome to visitors, indeed your race as a whole was generally very exclusive. So it came as no surprise when you found out this place was hidden, even less when you found out just how few people knew of its existence. While you wouldn't call the Kappa Village 'inclusive' it is still a known entity, a far cry from what you are entering now.
"Are ya okay?"
You nod slowly to the question, eyes not moving away from the grove as you walk.
"Just remember if we run into trouble Ah'm here."
You hear a snicker and look over to see the transformed goddess looking at you with a particularly familiar cocky grin despite the form change.
You smile back, turning to look towards the grove again. "I'm not particularly worried about danger oddly enough, just curious what we'll find."
"Ah, ya ah know that feelin' well enough." She turns back to look at the grove herself, the trees getting ever closer as you walk. "Should be a fun time all 'round, best comes to past we'll have one less mess to take care of."
"Just in time for the next one?"
The goddess giggles before schooling her face back into a neutral expression. "As is tradition, yes, though hopefully we can have some peace and quiet so we can get everything prepared. Ah know our 'mutual friend' has some plans as far as work goes."
You note the careful wording of the name there, just in case you suppose.
"Well let's get through today first then we can see wha-"
A rippling of magic washes over you, the grass fades away to be replaced by wooden structures. All around you forms an entire village that you are standing in the gateway of. Nice wooden houses, traditional but sturdy flank either ends of a wide cobbled street. They are wall to wall like the Human village is, though it's also notably more agrarian than the insides of that village. Small gardens and plots of farmable land are part of nearly every house, though that is fairly common for foxes. Speaking of which…
Foxes of all sorts wander about, some in human form, others in animal. All a mix of two to three tails with the odd one tailed child. Some look at you curiously as you enter, though most are distracted by a sudden light rain coming down if the hurry to move along is any indication. It isn't much, but it is more than enough to send a few of the more hydrophobic ones moving back under sheltered awnings and roofs.
In aspects it isn't that dissimilar to the Shinjo village; smaller, animal sized doors are placed next to the larger ones, allowing those who prefer their animal forms to slip in and out easily. The roofs are also marked with small walking paths where the odd fox darts from one to the other to get about.
The path of the road is well made and appears to be leading to a central plaza, much the same as all the others, barring the Kappa Village. You walk along it, neither of you bothered by the sudden onset of ran. The only shops active are in the central plaza market, mostly once again agrarian goods and the odd trinket. Craftsmen work over covered fires to remake farm tools or to craft small ornaments and the like. In the center is a large statue of a nine tailed fox. It looks off into the distance to the south, and it is one you can immediately recognize as a statue of Oinari, what would technically be your patron god if you bothered putting much in the way of faith towards it.
There are no stalls around it, and you both walk at a sedate pace to stand under its rapidly diminishing shadow.
Suwako's voice comes out in a whisper. "Ah got a hit."
You nod slightly, gesturing for her to move onwards.
She does, pushing back away from the statue to start a calm walk towards the eastern end of the village. The tall trees do their best to block at least some of the rain, but the path still rapidly fills with water, as is the curse of living between hills. The houses at least are built somewhat raised to avoid that problem, and it appears the locals are already making the most of it. Setting out small pots to collect fresh water… or just sitting on their porch to drink and enjoy the rain.
You have a feeling it is going to get rather loud very soon, so perhaps it would be best to relax a bit before the oncoming fireworks. There are a few four tails you notice as you walk through, no sign of anything higher than that however. You get more than a few curious if not downright suspicious looks as you pass; it was rather common for a fox to fake their level of power, but most of the time that went a different direction to what you were doing.
Several more however are notably hurrying away from you, you didn't think anything of it at first when you entered, having attributed it to the rain. But the more people see you the more they make a concerted effort to not be anywhere near you in particular. Their eyes fixed on their tails as they make sure to give you plenty of space as you move.
She leads you onwards, down the eastern streets and… out the gate.
"You sure about this?"
"'Less they are just goin' for a walk Ah'm positive."
You nod, moving a bit closer to the goddess as you walk. The stares you got at your level of tails is… probably not a good sign, though it seems none in the village at least were mind controlled like Ran apparently was. Well, at the very least they're either cognizant or not out in public.
To the east is a small wooden hill, one of several that surrounds the village on either side. It is only a couple hundred yards or so away from the village proper, and sure enough Suwako makes a beeline in its general direction.
The village much to your surprise stays in view behind you, though the reason why is revealed quickly. You see houses spread out in the fields between the hills growing crops. Foxes are out in the fields working on the land, or much as they can anyway in these winter months. It appears the illusion's entrance was on the gate itself, and once that was pierced the true scope of it became apparent.
It takes a good four to five minutes of walking to reach the hill, passing by farmland that peters off to fields of grass. Finally, you reach the hill, but when you take another step forward to walk onto the incline proper everything changes.
Like a scythe through grass the trees fade away, the illusion cast on the hill peeling back to reveal a compound. An illusion within an illusion… par for the course really. The hill has been flattened in places to fit houses and other structures, while near the top is a large structure you cannot see into due to the wall surrounding it. The wall is tall and well made, banners of various shapes and sizes hanging down from it. Wandering about the hill are one and two tailed foxes, manning stalls and managing gardens.
The banners are many and varied, and you recognise almost none of them, bar one. Hanging in the street, is a familiar blue banner, which drags a gasp from you as you pull closer to Suwako. It appears you may yet have a chance to get your revenge.
Or you could be killed. Either is a possibility.
There's a set of stone steps that go up the hill towards the compound proper. It plateaus every dozen yards or so to grant access to the other structures around. As you make your way upwards two thoughts immediately come to mind. The first is that you are completely outnumbered if this is their compound. The second is that your allies are probably still overkill, but you suppose that is the strength of diplomacy.
Your shoes click against the finely made stone, the grip firm despite the heavy rain as you make your way ever upwards. Despite the wall, the compound itself doesn't actually have a gate, though in Gensokyo such a thing would serve little purpose.
Nobody moves to stop you as you make your way upwards, though you get your fair share of glances. There isn't anyone moving up or down the steps, yet it seems like every eye on the hill is on you. You fight the urge to look around or to scratch that annoying itch forming at the back of your neck. You pretend nothing is the matter, keeping the illusion going of a calm and collected six tails, a merchant of the Hando clan.
You reach the top of the steps and finally get a view inside.
The compound proper is about one hundred yards in each direction. It's not particularly large, but it is rather well put together from what you can see. Well made wooden structures are placed against the walls of the compound. Ornate gardens decorate their fronts and are tended to by several foxes in servant's garb. The path from the stairs leads to and around a large ornate centerpiece in the center of the compound proper. A well maintained pond made of white marble. In the center of that is a small statue of a nine tailed fox looking towards the entrance.
Past all that is a large ornate manor house just shorter than the wall. It sits away from the rest and is also quite a bit larger than the others. Two stories high and made of just about the finest construction you've seen of any 'house' around here. Red tiles of the arched roof run with the rain that is yet steadily increasing in intensity.
Speaking of which… the foxes tending the gardens seems none-perturbed by the ever increasing rainfall. They toil and work at the soil, while those without a task merely stand motionless. They don't so much as twitch in your direction when you arrive.
This is far different from the village; almost all of these foxes are enthralled by another being. You have no doubt that, if told to, they would do whatever their master told them, without a second's hesitation. It is… concerning to see foxes controlled in such a manner, and worse; with a single word from the enthraller, you and Suwako will be surrounded on all sides. These foxes might not have many tails, but they can make up for it in numbers.
Worse than the puppets tending the gardens are the few foxes who have been left untouched by any charms. They are few and far between, but every single one gives you a suspicious glance as you walk by… well, you did arrive without warning, so you can't blame them.
You carefully look over at Suwako who is staring dead ahead towards the large manor house. You lean over to whisper carefully in her ear. "Our friend here?"
Her head shifts almost imperceptibly in a nod, her eyes slowly drift towards you as she whispers back. "Real strong source of that magic in that house up ahead, Ah think we're about to be meetin' face to face."
You don't fight the smile that comes to your face. "Well, let's be proper neighbors and say hello then."
Normally you'd hardly be so giddy of a fight, but if it means ending this mess of an incident then you're all for it, and if that banner was anything to go by, you'll get a shot at the Fusakazu as well… You never did manage to find out anything about them, to your shame. Though admittedly you lost your shot the first time around by hiding for so long, if you were less of a coward you may have found out something at least; though you don't know if you could have done anything with that information.
Suwako walks forward, her sandals slapping against the wet stone as she walks forward. You follow closely, allowing her to take the lead as she leads you towards the main building. The decorative pond ripples in the rain, small fish living inside it darting out. A crack of lightning, the first of such, arcs through the sky above your head in the reflection of the water.
The Moriya have come for their dues.
- - -
You stand before the ornate door that marks the front entrance of the manor proper, heavy, wooden and well made. An awning above your head does well to block the rain, though you've been so focused on the village itself that you hardly felt it. Suwako reaches up and knocks on the door, the knock of her knuckles clear even over the rain and thunder.
Silence is the answer at first, then the door slowly opens.
Holding it open is a young woman, two tails hanging behind her. Her hair is an untidy mop of gray that she has held in place by a headband, it serves to keep the hair out of her face… and to reveal blank emotionless eyes. Her face is familiar and one you would recognize easily, you saw the barest glimpse of it before she fully turned into a fox, but this is the same animal that ripped out a decent chunk of your side during that attack on the market.
You force your expression to stay neutral, not saying a word and barely moving a muscle behind your goddess.
The young woman speaks up, her voice betraying no emotion or feeling. "What are you doing here." There is no inflection either; it is clearly a question, but you can't hear any change in tone from beginning to end.
Suwako takes the lead, you doing your best to hang back for the moment.
"We are looking for the master of the estate, would he be in?" Her accent is gone, being replaced by the same one she used in the underground.
The two tailed fox tilts her head slightly, then noticeably jerks. Her body spasming a brief moment before she shakily nods her head. She steps to the side, allowing you full access to the doorway as she bows out of your way.
You both step inside, the wooden floor creaking slightly beneath your feet as you enter the dry home. It's decorated rather well, paintings and portraits line the wall, some youkai, some humans, all manners of finery stare down into the room. Below them in glass display cases or on stands are relics and antiques. Swords, armor, jewels and trinkets. It appears this place, much like the courtyard outside, was designed as a symbol of status.
Along the far right wall just after a door is a staircase leading to the second floor, while against the far back wall is a large sliding door partially cracked open to reveal another room.
The two tailed fox walks past you, moving with a steady gait towards the back door.
"Come." She walks to the door at the far end and pulls it open to reveal a screened in porch. Without looking back she then walks into the room and moves to the left out of sight.
Suwako leans over and speaks in a very low whisper. "That's our enchanter, her work is all over this shrine. I could feel it on those outside as well, but not near as strong."
You nod once, then start walking forwards towards the porch, Suwako at your side. With this many foxes, having Remilia on border guard has more merits than simply not having her here.
You step through the threshold, the sound of the rain greeting you again near immediately. The porch overlooks a rock garden, the lines in the sand quickly washed away by the steadily increasing rain storm.
To the right is a door that would lead you outside while to the left are three figures. The first is the two tailed fox from before, she stands motionless besides a chair facing the garden. Standing in front of the chair proper and overlooking the garden is an older man, he has dark black hair that is greying at the temples. You cannot see his face from here, but you can tell rather easily tell he is the lord of this manor, both from the noble's finery he is dressed in and that he is being waited on by no less than two foxes. Though he outwardly shows no sign of being a fox himself, his tails and ears hidden.
It is that last one that gets your attention. Standing just to his side is a male fox, a mask affixed firmly on the side of his head and a very familiar sword strapped to its side. This would be the same fox that attacked Kanako, only this time it has… seven tails. Before you couldn't tell the gender, but the build is the same even if the clothes are baggy, and there is no mistaking that blade.
The older gentleman turns slowly to face the both of you, an easygoing smile on his face. He doesn't say anything at first, his eyes studying both of your faces for a few moments before he begins.
"Welcome to my home strangers… I am Danjuro, is there something I can help you with? Or are you merely hoping to get out of the rain?" His smile holds a moment longer before settling onto a more neutral expression. You decide to speak up, taking a step forward as you allow a smile to form on your face as well.
"Apologies for the unannounced visit, we are relatively new to Gensokyo; I am Akio of the Hando clan." You gesture a hand towards the garden. "We were curious as to the owner of this compound."
"The Hando clan you say?" He tilts his head slightly, clicking his tongue as if tasting the words, a brief frown finding its way onto his face as if he found it unpleasant. "Well, I've actually heard all about you." His smile returns in full force, though there is something artificial about it.
"Welcome to the Fusakazu compound, as you can see we live rather well." He takes a step back, hand tapping the sword wielder on the shoulder as he looks at you, the smile taking a notch towards crooked. "Though I must admit I am curious why you would think it is wise to just wander in here."
"Pardon?" Suwako asks.
"You thought you could simply wander in here without me realising something was wrong?" He asks incredulously. He shakes his head. "I failed to deal with the war goddess the first time, she had more strength left in her than I thought. But the two of you are far more simple to deal with."
He gestures one hand towards you. "You were an unexpected bother, so I was forced to move rather quickly, but I hadn't expected the goddess to regain her power so quickly. This time I shall make no such mistake, Moriya."
The swordsman clicks the mask into place, his hands moving to draw his blade.
"Cocky," Suwako says. "But one flaw with that plan."
"Oh?"
The manor erupts in a deafening crash, a loud eruption of noise that drowns out everything else, shaking the building itself. A burst of bright light slams into the ground outside, lightning sending sparks in every direction. The brief interruption may have saved your life, as in the span of a second the fox had drawn his blade and was swinging for your head.
The brief trip of the lightning striking was enough to allow you to duck below the blade, nearly falling in your haste to avoid the avoid the blade. To his credit the fox recovers quickly, the follow up blow turning to cut you across the midsection.
A flash of sparks fills your vision as another blade crashes against his. His sword is forced back, even as a figure steps in front of you. A vicious smirk on her face as she slowly pushes her opponent back.
"The Moriya do not fight alone!" Kanako lets out a shout, and presses forward with the blade. You can hear the creaking of the metal as she puts the pressure on. "This time you shall not be so lucky beast!"
You hear shouts of alarm outside along with the familiar sound of bursting danmaku. The cacophony of battle is nearly drowned out by the raging storm of lightning and rain that is coming down onto the compound.
The smile on Danjuro's face washes away instantly.
With a shove the swordsman jumps backwards, the sword shifts to a tighter grip even as he prepares for the next attack. He doesn't have to wait long, the chair between them goes flying out of the way as Kanako crashes through it to attack the swordsman again, blade flashing towards him.
Blue light flashes to the side, drawing your attention to Danjuro. Foxfire surrounds him, and eight tails flare out behind him. His ears stand tall, matching his hair's salt-and pepper speckles.
"Trickster Sign - Dance of Light!"
Twin spirals of energy erupt from his card to lash at you and Suwako, forcing the both of you to dive out of the way. You nearly collide with the wall in the process, but dig your claws into the floor to bring yourself to a stop.
"Divine Tools - Moriya's Iron Rings!"
Suwako was quicker on the recovery than you, twin buzzsaws of iron screaming through the air towards the eight tails. He leaps backwards, the screen door doing nothing to stop him as he jumps outside for more room to maneuver. The two tails is already moving to follow, diving through the hole even as you and Suwako chase after.
The air is filled with the scent of smoke, the heavy rain coming down only barely enough to contain the fire from the lightning strikes on the compound. By the time you make it outside he is already rounding the corner of the building. Suwako hops up and over the roof, rings in her hands as you chase Danjuro around the corner of the building. It is there you get your first sight of the battle.
All save two or three of the buildings in the compound are burning. The main building proper has the front porch on fire, a large hole through the roof and wood where lightning crashed straight through it. Yet despite all that it is little more than a distraction compared to the chaos in front of you.
A host of two and three tailed foxes are battling for their lives in the compound. The pond has already been destroyed by an errant shot, shards of white marble littering the ground as the area is fought for. Sanae is launching spreads of danmaku in the center not far from the fountain, eruptions of energy bursting forth from her gohei at the enemies firing back at her.
The foxes are numerous, but disorganized. The active ones are doing their best to try and overwhelm Sanae, the act made far more difficult by the arrival of Suwako into the fray, iron rings spinning and sending foxes scrambling out of the way. A few unlucky ones are clipped or hit dead on, the force of the blows sending them tumbling across the ground or into the wall of the compound.
Sanae for her part is almost dancing; she's floating about a foot off the ground, using the extra dimension of movement to dodge the oncoming attacks. The volume of attacks is impressive but she handles it readily, using the same skills she showed during your spars with her. Notably there is a decent amount of foxes not doing anything at all, the same workers before are either still working at their tasks or merely standing around doing nothing.
Youmu is at the steps, both swords drawn as she fires danmaku down at a foe you cannot see.
You process all of this in less than a second, your eyes returning to search for your quarry. You do not have to search much for long, as he stands not far from you, watching the ongoing battle with his arms hanging limply at his sides.
"Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa!"
Your spell launches from the card. He jerks immediately to dodge, the spell clipping him in the back as he moves forward just enough to avoid the full brunt of it. He spins on the spot, his own card drawn and activating.
"Theater Sign - Johakyu!"
A beam of light bursts from the card, it twists in midair then splits into three that all attempt to converge on you. You jump back as the first two slam into the ground in front of you, sending up bursts of dirt. The third whips around back to collide with the house behind you.
There's a shrill whistle as a pair of iron rings go sailing through the air to collide with his midsection. Suwako comes skidding to a stop next to you, the rings sailing through the air to return to her grip.
"Sorry 'bout that, had to check up on my daughter."
You straighten yourself a little, drawing a new spellcard out of your pocket. "Trust me I don't blame you, honestly they arrived faster than I expected."
"Ah noticed," she frowns, "it's a good thing we were prepar-"
"Where do you get off?!" Danjuro's voice cuts her off, his tone barely above a growl. "Coming in here and destroying years of work!?" One hand clutches his side where the rings collided with him, the other curls up into a fist.
"You attacked the Human Village and started an incident." You say bluntly, slowly raising the new spellcard.
"Your point?" The hand clutching his side swings across his body in a dismissive motion. "That's how Gensokyo works; you have to start incidents to survive. The Oni do it, the Tengu do it, but I do it and you burn down my compound!" He shakes his head, breathing in deeply as he straightens his posture again, readying for a fight. You quickly pull out on of your spellcards.
"Fox Sign – Flame of Miyagi!"
A jet of billowing flame erupts from the card, far more dramatic than the last time you used it. It spears through the air and collides with the wall behind him, scorching straight through it. Danjuro is already moving, a spellcard of his own drawn in one quick motion.
"Kabuki Sign - Loyal Retainers!"
Ethereal swordsmen rise out of the ground, their steps leaving wisps of smoke across the ground as they charge at you both. Your fire and Suwako's rings reach them, cutting them down in swathes, yet their numbers count. One bursts through the fire and swings his sword wide, forcing you to dodge back.
You kick out, shattering the swordsman's chest and making him dissipate. A familiar warmth runs down your face and the faint taste of iron enters your mouth. It managed to cut your cheek, but nothing serious.
"Spring Sign - Jade of the Horrid River!" Suwako's voice calls out.
Two walls of energy slam into the wooden wall that makes up the compound border. With a clenching of her hand, the walls constrict to limit movement while they start spraying danmaku like a splashing wave. Danjuro takes the brunt of it, until with a burst of fire he forcefully dissipates the spellcard.
He stands there a moment panting, his clothes singed and torn from the iron rings. A small ring of fire burns around him, just adding to the burning wall and houses in the compound. A loud crack gets your attention, and you turn your gaze to see a group of tengu landing in the arena. Leading them in is Hidemi, firing her rifle like mad. One hand chambering the bolt over and over while the other pulls the trigger. Beams of light lance out to strike at targets in the melee below. Crows and wolves land and join the dance, swords and spears meeting flame as Sanae and Youmu are joined by allies. What was once an overwhelming number of foxes, mind controlled or not; is now much more balanced.
Kanako is at the western end, still fighting the swordsman. Her sword matches his, blow for blow, the clashing of steel against steel still audible despite the noise of battle. Their fight is near evenly matched, what Kanako has in skill the fox more than matches in raw strength. Yet even as they fight Kanako is dealing with other opponents, other foxes try to get a hit on her back or throw spellcards at her, forcing her to dodge that on top of everything else. A few are using illusions in the fight, but the effect is clearly hampered by the rain, the real and fake being separated with a glance.
Lightning is still crashing down as well, you aren't sure how much Kanako is in control of the storm but it is definitely not targeting allies. Further off into the distance you see a lance of red energy arc into the sky, it collides with a figure in midair and sends them spiraling towards the ground… seems like Remilia is having her fun then.
You look back towards Danjuro. "Do you know who I am?"
He grins. "I never did manage to find that out."
"Ayumu Shinjo, does that mean anything to you?" You ask, a biting tone seeping into your words.
He blinks for a moment, then laughs. "Yes, I remember that clan! We never managed to get any Shinjo alive to add to our ranks, we did, fortunately, manage to get some Isawa though… yes, I remember. A wedding correct?" He smiles widely. "Sorry about that, but it was a good haul; like an unlocked henhouse."
You still.
"I'm sure you noticed it, right? How foxes keep killing each other off before they manage to accomplish anything. Our legend was dying because nobody wanted to let someone else save the species. The Fusakazu had to take action, so we united every fox we could, and struck down our enemies before they could see it coming."
You draw a deep breath. "Suwako."
The goddess jerks her head in acknowledgment, both rings at the ready once again.
"Can you go help Kanako? She's being dogpiled." You gesture behind yourself, the hand turning into a furry claw even as you do so. "I can handle him for a while."
Suwako glances back a moment then looks at you curiously. "Ya sure that's a good idea?"
You nod slightly. "I'll be fine."
The goddess hesitates for a brief moment then goes sprinting back into the melee, leaving you alone with Danjuro.
The eight tailed fox grins, hands elongating into claws as a snout grows out of his face. "Are you certain that is wise?"
A crack of thunder overhead and another burst of lightning slams down into the forest ahead. The sounds of battle all around you, screams, shouts, pain, and fire. The familiar smell of burning wood and an anger you have not felt in a long time.
When you first arrived in Gensokyo you could maybe hold this form for a few minutes at most, now with the gifts of your goddesses, you could hold out for well over that.
"Maybe not," you flex your claws, "but I am going to kill you."
Chapter 91: Ending of a Tragedy
Chapter Text
For a second, the world slows down; raindrops holding in place as you look him in the eyes, reflections of fire dancing over them. Then Danjuro chuckles.
"Kill me?" He shakes his head, claws popping from his own fingers. "You know, I've had a bad week; you Moriya fought in the village… but never followed up properly on the foxes. They were meant to be your only lead, but you just ignored them. I can probably blame that demon for it; skipping her part of my plan, just because she was ever so eager to get another shot at you."
He plants a foot into the ground, claws tearing into the dirt. "Yet then you came walking into my house and, right when I thought I could relax, you brought an army with you. It's like Yukari all over again; a ten-minute-disaster followed by centuries of clean-up."
"I even threw up the banners once I saw you coming; really rolled out the red carpet, but alas, you Moriya chose to frustrate me." His grin takes a touch for the manic, foxfire bursting from his hands to lick at the ground. "But now, the one bright side is that before I leave, I'm going to rip off every last one of your limbs, and your tails will be the first thing I use to start rebuilding my clan."
His arrogance is astounding, even at this moment of destruction for his clan. He is a Fox, with all the disgust and ego that entails. You snarl and launch yourself forward, claws first, intent on tearing him apart. He blocks, and throws a knee at your stomach. You dodge and pull to the side, the leg whiffing as you clamp it under your other arm. With a sharp tug you pull him forward, and with a crack your, head collides with his.
His head goes reeling back, then with little warni,ng he jerks forward, your chest colliding with his as he forces his leg free in the confusion. You stand mere feet apart from each other as you regain your balance, a cut on his head that darkens his already black fur. He raises a paw to mat it dismissively. "How very uncivilized, for an illusionist."
"I've had very violent teachers." You growl.
"Perhaps they taught you manners as well?" He muses, the wound on his head already clotting. There is a crash of lightning behind you that causes the ground to shake, the sound causing your ears to ring and the edges of your vision to bleed white. A rush of air passes to your right, a cutting blade of energy tears across the ground to collide with a small building set against the wall. It crumples inwards, unable to handle the force colliding with it and sending shrapnel and splinters in every direction, and at that exact moment, you move.
Your leg kicks out, a wide arc moving towards his midsection. The smoke and debris clouds the air and nearly cuts off all vision, and yet he parries it, shifting slightly to the side from the force of the impact. He leaps back, twisting slightly in midair to pass through the newly created hole in the wall.
He lands on the other side, giving you a vulpine grin as he raises both of his hands in a shrugging motion. You smile back…
Things are finally going your way, now let's see if you can't make him keep moving.
You dive through, your left arm swinging wide around in a wild haymaker. Claws out and ready to gouge into his side. His own arm raises to block it, his eyes barely have time to widen as the kick passes clean through his arm; the illusion dissipating from in front of him. There's another sharp crack as your staff collides with his left elbow, the hardwood shattering the bone in the arm and sending him flying to the side.
He tumbles on the hill, rolling in the wet leaves and mud until he comes to a stop just before a tree. His hair is matted, his clothes are ruined, his arm is hanging limply against the ground, covered in mud and twisted at an unnatural angle. Yet even as you watch it starts to slowly twist itself back into position.
You stand across from him, staff held in one hand as the other holds your blue foxfire, the rain doing little to douse the magical flame. The blue light dances across the wet surfaces around you, the shadows deepened yet further.
He pushes himself up with a grunt, and with a series of snaps the arm moves back to its normal position. "A Shinjo indeed." He says sardonically.
He grabs the arm and shoves it back into the socket. The limb still twisting back into shape as he does so., looking at you with a rather dour expression. "You know, this would have been so much easier if you had simply attacked the Fox Village like we had planned, but alas, now it comes to this." He says wistfully.
"I'm terribly sorry to have ruined your plan," you leap forward, swinging once again. The divine wood with your enhanced strength behind it carves a large chunk out of the tree he was standing in front of, Danjuro having dived out of the way at the last moment.
You level the staff, pointing the end at him, the fire in your hand growing larger. "Now why don't you actually fight me?"
- - -
*Pov - Kanako*
You snap your wrist to the side, the sword in your grip changing position in time to block the foxes downward swing. His strength is appreciable, but his form is graceless, dispassionate... dead. He is a thrall and nothing more, little more than precise movements with no emotion. Much like those who practice 'modern' martial arts. Yet it is effective.
You twist the blade, and the force of his strike is sent sliding down the flat edge. You press the advantage and surge forward, raising the sword back up in a rising slash that cuts across his chest. The razor sharp edge tears across his clothes and scratches across the armor hidden underneath. The blade skips across the surface then bites, your efforts are rewarded by a splash of red, and a thin line running across your blade.
"There shall be no escape this time." Your eyes snap to watch as the blood gets drawn into the blade, a faint pattern of red lines forming across it, then refocus on your opponent.
The fox reaches up and tears the shredded top away. Now all that covers him is a armored chest plate, with a gouge cut from the front that warms your heart to see. His arms shows the marks of many battles, old scars and burns covering the revealed flesh. Yet there is no warrior here, merely a puppet, a pity.
A familiar presence lands by your side, twin iron rings spinning around her wrists as she brings them to bear. "Heard ya needed some help."
You shift your stance again to bring your sword into a guard. "I do not, were you not assisting our Shinshi?"
The frog shakes her head. "Last Ah saw he was gettin' into a fist fight with the eight tails that was getting dragged outside the walls."
You pause, ignoring the urge to glance back. "Then I assume he has a plan." Your words carry your conviction, the slippery fox always does.
Suwako chuckles. "Probably." The rings on her wrists start spinning faster and faster, a familiar whistle filling the air as she turns her focus onto the swordsman in front of your both. "Let's see what he has in mind eh?"
- - -
*POV - Ayumu*
Danjuro grins then starts bolting down the hill, his form blurring as he moves from tree to tree. You chase after, the brush and plants doing little to stop either of you as you dance through the forested hill.
Though the ground is slick and wet, your claws have little trouble finding purchase. Your shots ring through the forest, bursts of danmaku from the both of you crashing into trees and dirt. Sending fragments of shrapnel in every direction. He is either leading you into a trap or is trying to escape, you'll suppose you'll have to find out which.
The forest is broken up by the odd burning house, any inhabitants gone, either fleeing or joining the fight. The brightness of the flames serving as a stark contrast to the dark forest, even as the embers light the air the very nature of this place seems to snuff out the light where it can. Were Danjuro trying to merely escape he would have the advantage, yet it seems for every sprint into the darkness he can't resist firing some shots at you as well.
His eyes when you can see them are near feral, any cold calculations gone as he goes between running away and trying to kill you, whichever seems more likely to work in a given moment. Flashes of lightning illuminate the landscape from behind you. The storm grown out of control in both its might and rapidity and even having run so far, you're only now reaching its outer edges.
He's taken some damage, though you have as well, your entire side alight with pain from a harsh claw you took to your ribs. Yet despite that you can't help but press on, he's almost where you want him. Another flash of light reveals him behind just a few yards ahead, and before he can react you dart forward, tackling him across the midsection.
You both go tumbling down the hill, you biting into his side even has his claws tear across your back. End over end through the dirt and debris, flashes of fire and lightning landing all around you until you eventually come to a stop on flat ground. Wet grass lies beneath you along with Danjuro. The fox has seen better days, blood is all across his fur from the scratches and bites.
The cool sun plays across your skin even as you rear back your claws.
"Cease." Danjuro's voice commands.
Your body goes still, your hand freezing mid-motion to hang in the air against your will. With a growl, Danjuro shoves a fist into your chest and you fall back onto the ground, gasping for breath.
It's all you can do, magic is preventing you from doing anything else and your fox form fades away. He must have been trying to compose himself enough to pull that off for some time now.
With a grunt, Danjuro lifts himself upwards in front of you. His noble's attire, what is left of it, is in shredded ruins. Burns, scratches, the odd bite mark, he in general has seen better days. He rubs his shoulder then slowly glances over at you on the ground. His face forming a sneer as he stares down at you.
"A shame really," he curls his hand into a fist, his black claws red and dirty. "You would have been a useful 'servant' of our clan, but alas, now you must die." The fist raises back even as he takes a step forward, you helpless to do anything but stare up at him. His face is expressionless, looking not far from the mask his clanmates wore.
"Pro...ba...bly," You manage to get out through the magic's effect. "But the...re is one…. flaw with... that." You finish, your mouth forming a crooked grin.
"Oh?"
Another crack of lightning lands behind you on the hill, the distant sounds of battle briefly drowned out along with Kanako's rain a good distance behind. The magic continues to fight you as you speak, your experience being the only thing that allows you to talk at all.
Your hand shakes, one finger sticking out to point towards the horizon. The act makes you feel physically ill, yet does little to stop the smile on your face. "Angry… sister."
He glances back towards the sun a brief moment, his eyes narrowing briefly before widening dramatically. One of his feet starts to move forward before you hear a loud squelching sound as a cruel red spear pierces through his abdomen. A splash of red shooting out of his chest and mouth as he stops mid-movement.
His head looks downwards, shaking hands moving down to grasp at the weapon. It is yanked back out before he even can, causing a burst of red to shoot out of his back, Danjuro's eyes lock onto you, wide and manic before he falls to the side in a slump. His body hitting the ground and revealing the figure behind him.
Remilia Scarlet, an umbrella rests on her shoulder, perfectly positioned to block the sun. In her hand is a long red spear made of steel, the entire blade and a large chunk of the staff covered in a red ichor. She is staring down at the body, paying no heed to you.
At once you feel the effect of the magic fading, your breath coming more easily as you feel the fingers recede from your mind. You take a deep gasp of breath and slowly sit yourself back up, your vision swimming briefly.
By the time you refocus Danjuro is back in his human form, blood coming out of his chest and staining the ground. The fight must have taken quite a bit out of him, his hands moving to staunch the flow unsuccessfully as it leaks out onto the grass.
His eight tails are going, replaced by five instead laying limply on the dirt… so he was faking after all. You had a hunch, you would have done what you did either way but still, good to know.
You push yourself up, the excess magic from your dissipating fox form going towards repairing the damage across your body. You'll still need to see Sanae… but it is far better than it used to be. "Thank you for the assist Remilia… meet Danjuro, the mastermind behind this whole operation."
The vampire glances over at you a moment and grins wickedly, raising the spear above the prone fox.
"No." He raises a hand in an attempt to stop it. "Not yet. The foxes… have to survive," blood is splattered across Danjuro's chin. His words slightly slurred as he speaks. "If you kill us, they'll tear each other apart."
You quirk a brow. "There are still plenty of foxes around, we certainly don't need you around terrorizing the people and destroying our shrines."
He stares at you a moment, his mouth slowly forming into a grin. "Oh, you think we did th-"
His words are cut off by Remilia's spear ramming him in the chest. A scream of pain erupting from Danjuro that quickly fades into gurgling before all is silent once again.
You stare down at the corpse, a mix of emotions filling you. "I should be annoyed by that, but thank you."
The vampire giggles, then turns back. "Do not thank me yet, I have yet to receive my payment. But yes, you are quite lucky."
She then fades from view, one moment she was there the other she is gone. So she can either turn invisible or is fast as hell. You don't particularly care to think about it too hard. With another grunt you reach down and pickup Danjuro, his blood getting all over your arms as you start to make your way back up the hill towards the compound.
- - -
The storm is receding. There is still the odd crack of lightning but the rain is fading away. The buildings are still burning, though the extent of the fire was somewhat contained by the amount of rain coming down. The sound of battle has faded as well; no shouts, no cries, no ringing steel and no ever awful… screams of pain.
You fly over the compound and land just in front of the hole you exited from, the scene that greets you is… better than you expected really. Foxes litter the ground, some unconscious, some… in rather worse states than that.
They are spread around the compound, a large majority of them being the ones you saw standing to the side or tending the gardens earlier have their hands in in the air, the Tengu holding blades to them. The swordsman is currently being held by Kanako, her sword resting against the beasts neck even as his hands are held in the air. Well, hand; one of his sleeves is noticeably red and hanging loosely at his side. After last time you are honestly surprised Kanako was even willing to allow a surrender from him, mind control or not.
As you are processing this you are suddenly accosted by a green blur, said blur on closer inspection takes the form of a rather panicky looking shrine maiden. She's in relatively good shape all things concerned, one of her sleeves is missing entirely, and there's a noticeable bruise on her face. But she doesn't appear to have been seriously injured, or if she was she fixed it in the minute it took you to walk back up here.
"Are you alright?!" Her voice is both panicky and demanding, and seems to be in a fair bit of shock by the amount of blood on you.
"I'm fine," you answer honestly as you drop the body of Danjuro unceremoniously on the ground. "Most of this blood isn't mine thankfully."
She slaps you on the shoulder with a dour expression, a lance of pain shooting up your side as she does so. In fact, a whole lot of things start hurting, and you probably have some blood in one of your eyes too, judging by the pain and how you can't see with it.
"Then why is your shoulder dislocated and why are you favoring one leg over the other?" She demands.
You shrug your shoulders, hissing in pain as you immediately regret the action. "Adrenaline is a hell of a drug."
You gesture down at Danjuro. "The ringleader is dead though, his magic with him."
Sanae glances down at him a moment before stepping over the body, placing both of her hands on her shoulder as her hands start to glow. You smile at her dedication, perhaps if she didn't wind up a shrine maiden she could have ended up a nurse. That thought is immediately curtailed by her roughly popping the arm back into its socket, a whimper of pain escaping your lip even as your eyes water.
"Fine work, Ayumu." Kanako's voice speaks up.
You refocus your gaze onto the two goddesses approaching you. Kanako and Suwako both look relatively uninjured, beyond some burn marks on their clothes it appears they definitely dealt more damage than they took.
Youmu stands off in the corner, both of her blades sheathed as she looks over the unconscious foxes. She's relatively injury free as well, though you note she seems to be missing a shoe… not quite sure how that happened.
The Tengu have the most injuries of anyone, a medic fussing over a group of them placed against the compound wall while others are moving to secure the perimeter. Cuts, burns, that sort of thing, nothing seems immediately deadly, but still. The Tengu definitely got their money's worth as far as battle was concerned.
"Shinshi?" Kanako's voice utters at the edge of your hearing.
You tear your gaze away to look at her, the goddess looking at you quizzically. Her head tilts slightly to the side even as she sheathes her sword, a group of Tengu in the background taking up a guard on the fox she defeated.
"Ya alright?" Suwako asks.
You pause, then nod your head. "Yes… sorry, I'm a bit scatterbrained at the moment. I take it the foxes came to their senses a little bit ago?"
Kanako nods, glancing back towards the battlefield. "Indeed, at least, a decent majority did. A few whom we believed weren't controlled continued fighting until the bitter end." She looks back towards you, a proud smile on her face. "Fine work to take out their leader."
You shrug your shoulders again, immediately earning a bat on the head by Sanae as you interrupt her work. "I saw a chance and took it, are you both alright?"
Suwako nods her head while Kanako speaks up. "Neither of us are injured, though I do admit disappointment I was not able to truly 'defeat' my opponent"
"Was it stronger than last time?" You ask, thinking on the number of tails it had, you've been curious whether it was nine and above, or below.
"Stronger physically yes, but it fought still like an automaton, no emotion in its actions."
You glance back at the fox, still in the same pose of surrender. A haunted look is on his face, the mask shattered to reveal scarred and damaged features. Twin silver eyes stare at the ground near unblinking.
"Stronger," Kanako answers. "But not an enjoyable fight."
"Sorry to hear that," you say. You have a feeling you'll have to make that one up to her later… somehow. "Any idea what we are going to be doing with them? Can't exactly just let them loose, but if they were mind controlled…"
A familiar voice speaks up from besides you. "I'll be handling that, actually."
You attempt not to jump from Yukari suddenly appearing besides you. The action would be painful in numerous ways at present. The caretaker steps out of a gap in her usual clothes, looking over the battlefield with a clinical interesting before settling on the goddesses.
"I shall be taking the foxes of this battle, both living and dead." She announces, her voices is louder than normal, and you can see every eye in the compound looking towards her. Well, those that are both alive and in full control of their mental faculties anyway. "If I learn anything pertinent to the shrine I shall inform you, but nevertheless, fine work today."
Both goddesses stare at her hard for a moment then nod in sync, apparently not willing to disagree with Yukari about this.
With a wave of her hand gaps open all over the compound, the foxes living and dead sinking into the ground and out of sight. It's over in moments, leaving little more than burning buildings and craters in the ground along with your assembled group.
Yukari smiles, and claps her hands together. "Your assistance is most appreciated I assure you, was there anything else?"
"Not that I am aware of." You answer honestly. A mop of green fills your vision again as Sanae steps in front of you, her hands reach up to start tracing the scars and scratches on your face. A look of both annoyance and concentration on her features.
"How do you manage to get hurt every single time?" Sanae asks in frustration.
"It's a lost talent of my clan," you answer glibly, smiling even as she rubs at a particularly nasty cut on your cheek, "those who had it lost it, one way or another."
Yukari giggles, another gap forming in front of her. "He isn't entirely wrong. But for now I must see to my new acquaintances."
Before anyone can respond, not that anyone was rushing to do so she steps through the gap. The crack in… existence closing up behind her like a zipper on the world.
You let out a sigh, feeling rather tired but… better. "What's our plan now?"
Suwako chuckles, resting her hands behind her head as she looks up at you. "Was figurin' tonight we'll rest after sortin' things out with Remilia." She says, and a glance to the left shows said vampire making her way up the stairs already, parasol held above her head by her maid. "Tomorrow we can worry 'bout proclaimin' our victory."
"You'll hear no argument from me," you say tiredly. "It's been a long couple of weeks… glad that is over."
Your eyes dart over at Kanako, the goddess having turned her attention to watch the vampire slowly make her way across the compound.
"Oh… and Kanako?"
The goddess turns her gaze back to you. "Hm?"
"You saved my life earlier with that lightning strike, and were a help with that and the fires in the forest." You allow a grin to come across your face. "As of right now you are officially best goddess."
You could hear a pin drop as both Kanako and Suwako stare at you, this lasts for precisely .358 seconds as the taller goddess rounds on the shorter one with a smug expression.
"Yes! Victory is mine frog!"
Remilia stops walking to look at the display curiously, Kanako laughing uproariously, even as Suwako's face adopts an odd mix of pouting and being utterly stricken with disappointment.
All in all another day for the Moriya.
Chapter 92: The Next Chapter
Chapter Text
You were manhandled over to the far wall of the compound even as Remilia got to work with Suwako and Kanako. Once the laughing stopped at least. Going by the dirty looks Suwako was throwing you you'll probably be regretting that one soon enough, though with luck perhaps she is a better sport about it than Kanako is.
"You ever give thought to medical school?" You ask, hissing slightly as Sanae gets at a particularly nasty cut between your shoulder blades. People always talk about fox illusions… charms, magic and swords. Nobody ever mentions the claws, the things are sharp dammit.
"Nope," she says cheerily. Even if you can't see her you can hear the smile. "Always wanted to be a shrine maiden."
Another hiss on your part as she slaps the part of your skin that was cut up. Clearly she makes up in ability what she lacks in bedside manner. "I don't think I deserve this rough treatment."
Her movements stop for a second, then you feel a hand reach up to pat you on the head much like one would a small child. "Poor stupid fox I happened to pick up," Sanae says with pity. "Doesn't realise he shouldn't get into a brawl where we can't take care of him."
You quirk a brow, feeling the need to get your annoyance across even if she can't see your face at present. "It seems someone doesn't want their birthday present then, the kind fox only gives presents to good little girls."
The pat transitions to a smack on the top of your head. "I am the nicest girl around for putting up with you thank you very much, and frankly the longer I am working on you the less time I need to spend around…" She points a finger past your shoulder towards the goddesses. They are currently in an argument with Remilia, well, Kanako is arguing with Remilia. Suwako is holding several rather shiny trinkets you imagine are enchanted. "... That mess."
"That's not a mess, that's politics, much different." You reply, leaning forward a little as she returns to working on your back. A boon of your magic is you won't bleed out as such, doesn't mean you won't get turned into a scratching post though.
"Well whatever it is I want no part of it."
You nod. "Smart girl, politics will either kill you or make you wish you were dead."
Suwako takes and holds out two pieces, one sword and one dagger. Both are well made, jeweled and gilded. They are finely crafted, and would both certainly go for a good price. Remilia grins and snatches them out of the goddesses hands, she then inspects them a moment before handing them off to her maid.
It seems from what you are hearing that Remilia wanted the 'nicest' weapons the foxes could offer, and well, those certainly did look nice at least. You have a feeling you know what the goddesses are pulling however, and if that is the case… best hope she never finds out.
"The entirety of your lower back is burned," Sanae remarks clinically. "Precisely… how much adrenaline were you on?"
You chuckle. "Enough to last me for a good long while."
Sanae lets out a sigh that speaks of deep suffering and gets to work. Muttering quietly to herself about 'idiot foxes' and 'death wish'. You can't help but smile, you can mark that as… two… three? Successful incidents, though now you have to wonder about the final words Danjuro state to you.
If he didn't destroy the shrines… who did and w-
Any further thought on your part is interrupted as Sanae unceremoniously slaps her hand on the burn marks to start applying healing magic. Your scream, as you were later informed, was quite dignified.
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*POV - Hidemi*
"What's the count?"
"Six hurt, one badly, burn wounds."
"Set up a perimeter around the com-"
"What was the deal with that last on-"
"Did you see the goddess throw-"
"You fought like a Dai-tengu out the-"
The noise fades into the background as you stand atop one of the remaining pillars of the main house. Your ears twitch slightly as they pick up the information. The warriors are taking care of their own and setting up a perimeter while they get the wounded out. Short and simple information.
Your rifle rests against your shoulder, a fresh round chambered in it, just in case. Your eyes snap around the landscape. The buildings in the compound are still burning, but those around the hill still are along with several trees. Good places to hide in the smoke. Your ears twitch again and your eyes dart to the base of the hill. A large group of foxes, farmers by their clothing are staring up at the compound with expressions you cannot discern beyond one or two smiling. None are carrying weapons.
You watch them carefully, then return your gaze to the forest around the hill after none make any threatening movements. If they choose to attack they will be stopped by the tengu perimeter first, so instead you shall keep your watch while your goddesses work.
Your eyes dart briefly to land on them again, they are talking amongst each other. Kanako, Suwako, Sanae, and Ayumu at the wall of the compound. Their words… you cannot hear them, they speak not in whispers yet you cannot discern what they say. Perhaps it is not your place to.
You smile briefly, then return to your watch. You are glad they are back.
- - -
*POV - Remilia*
You offer a light curtsy to the two goddesses then turn away, your heels clicking against the stone floor of this 'manor'. Little more than burning rubble and yet another failed mastermind. "Do you have our new acquisitions secured?" You ask aloud, the tengu giving you a wide berth as you walk.
"Yes, my mistress."
You pause in your steps, glancing down at a puddle of blood on the ground, the 'caretaker' having spirited away the bodies living and dead for her own amusement. You bend down slightly and dip a finger into the puddle, still warm. You take a sniff then lick the finger… vile. For all their vaunted 'society' they are still little more than animals after all, and you would rather die than feast on beasts again.
"Return us to the manor Sakuya."
You hear a familiar click, then in the span of blink, you find yourself once again in your throne room. A glance back shows Sakuya gone, most likely already moving to prepare dinner as she has been taught. You start to turn towards the dining area when a faint hint of movement gets your attention.
You hear a familiar faint click of the 'door' sliding shut once again, and you allow a small smile to find its way onto your face as you set the parasol to rest against one of the arms of your throne. You walk over to one of the walls that make up the throne room. Fine wallpaper of the deepest crimson, with a golden floral pattern running across the top and bottom of it, simple, elegant, and lovely. You reach up a hand and press a finger into one of the golden flowers, the digit sinks slightly into the wall, and you watch as the entire section moves back then slides across, revealing a long dark winding staircase.
Standing near the top of it is the perpetrator of the noise, her red eyes shining with curiosity as she looks up at you. Her blonde hair is dusty, Sakuya does not clean these secret passages.
"I assume you want the story of the day's events?" You ask, dusting the top step off for you to sit on.
Flandre hops on her feet excitedly. "Yes!"
Your smile widens, and you take a seat. Flandre mimics the action, laying down on her knees a few steps below you. Her eyes are shining with that ever vibrant energy of hers as you begin.
"Well, I was summoned by the Moriya to lead the attack on the compound myself. I along with Sakuya setu-"
- - -
*POV - Sanae*
"I can fly under my own power I assure you."
You glare at him with all the force you can muster yet that annoying grin of his won't go away. Yes, you are fully aware that he can fly on his own, but you only just got finished healing the bastard and you don't trust him not to get hurt again on the way to the shrine. Mom may tease you for overreacting but dammit he is your charge and it just. Keeps. Happening.
He takes a step back and lifts off the ground under his own power, hands held out to the side as if you mock you. The cocky grin on his face stays firm, the look of confidence is made pathetic by his lack of shirt revealing the wound marks. You can heal the damage and wounds easily, but you aren't going to remove all traces until things are good and safe, that takes extra time and you are still a little jumpy thank you very much.
You take a step forward and poke him in the nose. "You will fly with me, and you will stay within five feet of me at any given moment until we are back at the temple. We've only just resolved this thing, and I don't need you getting hit by flak." You take another step and actually grab his nose, his eyes going cross to stare down at you. "Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?"
There's a burst of smoke, and you find yourself suddenly gripping nothing. The 'smoke' clears quickly, revealing a five tailed fox floating there with a shit-eating grin on its face. Your eyes narrow and you gesture to your shoulder. With a chuckle, in his normal voice you might add, he moves and wraps himself around your shoulders, his head sticking out on your right shoulder and his whiskers tickling your cheek.
You let out a sigh and tug at one of his ears a little. "Be a good boy and you'll be allowed to sleep in the temple tonight."
His golden eyes stare up at you a moment, then he nods into your shoulder. His back legs shifting a little to find better purchase. You pat his head a little then look at your mothers, only to see both of them looking at you with amused looks on their faces.
"What?"
- - -
*POV - Ayumu*
You lean back onto the bed with a groan, that was certainly… a day. It's been a crazy week or two, but it's finally reached its climax. When you first arrived here in this land you had made it a point to avoid your past entirely, today you ended up punching it in the face repeatedly. To be honest, if you hadn't had a chance to talk about this with Yukari and the Moriya you don't know how you would have reacted.
You smile slightly and flip over to your stomach, tomorrow you'll be heading back into the Fox Village to make sure everything is alright, along with the entirety of the Moriya… just in case. Kanako was stating over dinner however that she felt a large surge of faith ever since the foxes were defeated… so perhaps you gained a few new fans from the foxes as a whole.
Their 'plan' was questionable, but then again you have a feeling you don't know the full extent of it yet. Either way it was a win for the Moriya, and hopefully now you can relax, and the goddesses will be happy with the new surge of fai-
You feel a tearing sensation along your back, and a surge of magic rips down your back from your skull to your feet. It focuses at the base of your spin and erupts outwards, a blast of foxfire exploding behind you.
The motes of flame fall to the ground harmlessly, though the room is now uncomfortably warm as you lay on your stomach. Your body is covered in sweat and you are gasping for every breath. Yet your magical reserves feel fuller than they have in a very long time.
You start to glance back when the door to your room slams open. Suwako holding it open with a worried expression on her face.
"Ya practicing with spellcards in here? I heard a yell and an explosi-"
Her words trail off to stare behind you, her wide open mouth slowly turning into a grin. You follow her gaze staring at the… six tails waving behind you. The tips all alight with fox fire.
…
Neat.
- - -
*POV - ???*
You stare up at the hill and the rising smoke for a moment longer, the fire still burns, yet the battle is over. With a grunt you turn back and walk back into the cave, your underlings backing away nervously in the darkness.
"Danjuro and his foxes have failed," you say aloud. Your sandals click against the rough floor, the sound only drowned out by the cave being sealed behind you. At once blue torches light across the walls and bathing the interior in their azure hue.
"We gonna move boss?"
Your eyes dart over to the speaker, and he visibly wilts at your gaze… weakling. You shake your head. "No. With Danjuro defeated we must fall back until the time is right once again, the Moriya are strong, but they have their weaknesses."
You round the corner and are hit by a familiar wave of heat and the scent of sulfur. Your mouth turning into a frown as you stare over the landscape. This is a setback.
Nothing more.
Chapter 93: Birthday
Chapter Text
You let out a groan and curl further into the bed, not bothering to open your eyes as you wake. Your bed is lovely and warm, especially with your tails curled up around you as another form of insulation underneath the blankets. You are naturally more immune to the cold than most, but that doesn't mean you can't be persuaded by the siren song of an early morning bed either.
"Ya gonna get up?"
It's been a busy few days since the incident, mostly cleanup and making sure there are no stragglers. Kanako and Suwako have been busy securing the shrine… mostly out of paranoia, and reaching out some feelers towards the Fox Village proper. It turned out there was a splinter group trying to undermine the bastards efforts but they were in a position to do anything overt. The plus sign is that is an immediate boost of faith, one your body decided to apparently take advantage of in the form of granting you a sixth tail.
You haven't actually had the time to see what has fully changed yet, you doubt your illusions are that much more effective yet. Though… you are steadily becoming one of the highest tailed foxes your clan ever produced, so you honestly don't know the upper level of your abilities. That hardly matters though, you are sure Kanako and Suwako will find it, whether you want them to or not.
"Ya got about fifteen seconds before ah throw ya off that bed."
Goddesses know you still have enough to do going forward, your schedule stays busy. Which, you suppose, is better than being bored like you used to be. Still, here's hoping nothing blindsides you again.
"Five seconds."
You slowly crack open your eye to take in the sight of Suwako in front of you, she's the mirror image of she was all those many moons ago when you met her in the garden. She's gone back to 'adult' form more and more, something you've noticed Kanako being slightly aggrieved with from time to time.
"You see? This is why Kanako took the title away," you grouse, slowly unfurling the covers. "She's never dragged me out of bed at…" You glance towards the window, the faint light of sunrise barely shining through. "Six in the morning."
"No," the goddess plants one hand on her hip while the other moves over to rip the covers the rest of the way off, the warm covers turning into a fond memory. "She'd just dump water on ya with a localized storm, ah'm actually nice enough to just yell at ya."
You let out a yawn and kick your legs out, several satisfying pops ringing out as you stretch the limbs before throwing them over the side. You yawn again as you mimic the action with your arms and focus on Suwako again. "You both are quite cruel in your own ways I assure you, I've learned to live with it."
The goddess smirks and steps back, and you take the cue to stand up yourself and make your way over to your clothes. "I take it you are waking me up early for her birthday?" You ask idly.
You'll need to pack some clothes… at least you don't need to worry about a suitcase. Though where you are staying will depend entirely on how much Yukari is willing to give you, here's hoping she is feeling generous. Tokyo isn't the cheapest city in the world, and you doubt Sanae would appreciate living as you did for years.
"Mmhmm, we're lettin' her sleep in, so she ain't awake yet." The goddess grunts. "Still, you best get movin'."
"I don't exactly have any physical presents to give her, so unless you want me to sing happy birthday." You pause, shooting an aside glance towards Suwako. "Which I am not." You return to the clothes. "I fail to see the need for you to drag me out of bed so early."
"She's gonna be wakin' up in 'bout half an hour." Suwako answers simply. "If ya wanted to be there it'd be best for ya to get up now."
You pull your suit off the rack and turn to face the goddess, "I'm going, though if I didn't know better I would say this is little more than an excuse to peek on me while I am sleeping."
She smiles again, arching a brow in the process. "Ah'm afraid ya ain't exactly my type, skinny, weak…" Her eyes narrow as she looks you up and down. "Kinda plain."
You give her a look. "I could make myself so beautiful I doubt even you could resist it, but this form is meant to avoid attention, not seek it." You smile and grab at a lock of your hair. "Nobody here needs another attention-grabbing blonde."
She puts on an affronted look, the effort of leaning back and moving a hand to cover her mouth is slightly ruined by the tightening of her cheeks revealing the smile she is hiding. "Ah'll have ya know the color of my hair is the same color of the sunrise in my homeland." Her hand pulls away from her mouth to play with a lock of it. "Much like my laughter is that of its birdsong and my eyes are that of its waters."
You smile. "Apologies for my ignorance, I, of course, am in awe of your beauty." You take a step forward, slinging the suit over your shoulder. "Now can you scoot so I can go take my shower?"
The goddess giggles and sinks through the floor and out of sight. You chuckle yourself and walk past through the doorway and into the open air of the winter morning.
- - -
You sigh as you wring the last of the water out of your tails. It's been a while since you've actually taken the time to wash all the fur… mostly due to how long it takes. If you keep getting more you may need to ask the goddesses for a proper full bath.
You step out into the hall and make your way to the dining room. Kanako is in her usual spot on the couch, a large wrapped box beside her as she flicks the channels on the television idly. Her eyes flit over to your briefly and she nods, not seeing the need to speak the morning's greetings. You nod back, taking a seat at the table while you watch her flip the channels. "I take it Suwako is cooking breakfast?"
"Indeed. Pancakes." Kanako answers groggily, clearly not enjoying being awake at present. "Have you prepared Sanae's gift?"
You nod. "I know where we will be going, as for actually making it happen I'll need to call in the boss."
"I am your boss," Kanako says, sounding slightly more awake, and annoyed.
"Landlord then," you say in your best appeasing tone.
The goddess lets out a grunt and turns back to the television. She's outside of her usual goddess outfit, wearing little more than a sweater and jeans. You wonder if she gets more sluggish in cold weather as a snake would? You'd ask, but you're scared of what she'd do to you for it.
It's snowing rather well outside, and you can only imagine it is doing the same in Tokyo. Before it all changed you found it rather easy to stay comfortable; while hilariously flammable those old buildings held the warmth remarkably well at times when you got a fire going. The new high rises and steel monstrosities certainly do keep the warmth as well, but it isn't nearly as… homey.
The city never truly changed, you mean sure, the buildings were changed, burnt, rebuilt. The people lived, grew old, and died. It was a city of dreamers, thieves, and opportunists. In other words... Humans, it opens its door wide for those willing to do what it takes to claim their desires, though it had a tendency of leading those blind to its dangers to unfortunate ends.
Though you suppose you are repeating yourself, at the end of the day it was just another city.
Your thoughts and musings are interrupted by the door sliding open, a familiar excited green blur sticking her head through the gap to look at the both of you.
"Good morning!" Sanae chirps, somehow active this early without a hint of caffeine. Very active, in fact, as she rushes to her mother, outright jumping over the table and into Kanako's arms to seize her in a hug. Even Kanako is unable to fully resist the Sanae missile, as you see her lean back slightly to properly catch the green grappler. Today she seems more active than usual, though you can't bring yourself to feel surprised; birthday and all, after all.
Sanae pulls back from her mother, and you feel her gaze settle on you like a wolf's on a rabbit. You don't bother putting up a defense, days upon days of Sanae hugs has made you realize the girl has no mercy, restraint, or care for your complaints. You stretch out your arms to the side as she slams into your chest, your ass sliding back across the floor as she wraps her arms around your neck.
It turns out hugs are Sanae's go to form of therapy for you specifically after that… talk a few days back, and the girl has decided you needed quite a bit of it. With a long suffering sigh, you reach up and pat her on the back as she attempts to merge with you.
Your rescue comes in the form of a curse goddess, not an action you've imagined many people have attributed to such a being. The… not so diminutive goddess enters with several plates of pancakes in her grip, her clones behind her as she sets the places around the table. Sanae, with some reluctance, disentangles herself from you, though gains greater haste about it once she sees what Suwako has prepared for her birthday breakfast.
The shrine maiden lets out a happy squeal as she moves across the room to her spot, hands rapping on the table as the goddess sets the plate in front of her. Well cooked and fresh, not the frozen kind you've gotten used to over the years. Each one is carefully covered in blueberries. Sanae barely waits for the goddess to sit down herself before she eagerly dives in. Doing her best imitation of a chipmunk as she eats her breakfast meal with gusto.
You watch in amusement as she eats at a pace that rivals her mothers. Both goddesses momentarily watching the show before digging in themselves. It appears blueberries are a clear favorite of the young shrine maiden, you'll make a note of it for later.
- - -
Once the food is finished, and it is finished quickly. It is apparently time for presents, Sanae having barely set her fork down on her plate before she starts looking eagerly between the two goddesses.
Both goddesses stare hard at each other, Kanako's expression a firm neutral stare even as Suwako's grin gets ever wider. Kanako eventually relents, turning away as the frog goddess pulls out a large box from her sleeve. You do recall the goddesses had a sparring match yesterday, you had assumed that Suwako was just getting used to her new form again… but now you suspect divine gambling was involved.
Sanae, to your surprise, carefully takes off the frog themed wrapping, popping the tape and setting it all off to the side to reveal a small cardboard box. She opens it up to reveal… a rather large collection of Gundam manga. Going by the squeal of glee and the fact that she dived onto Suwako to thank her it is apparently something she rather wanted.
"Ah had to do some wheelin' and dealin' with some sources of mine. But ah managed to get a hold of it for ya." Suwako says while patting her daughter on the head. Her voice is sweet, but her eyes are locked onto Kanako, her face painted in a victorious grin that diminishes her motherly air more than a little.
Sanae eventually peels off of Suwako and starts to dig into the books when a loud cough gets her attention. All eyes turn to Kanako who is sitting on the couch, idly tapping on the box next to her. Kanako grabs the top of the box and places it on the table, a wide grin on her face as she stares at Suwako. As Sanae shuffles away from Suwako you finally realize your mistake… a mistake so obvious.
This wasn't just a birthday, it was yet another arena on which the two goddesses fought, striving to have the best gifts like a couple who had yet to mention their upcoming divorce. This didn't surprise you; they battled on a daily basis in everything they did, from eating to mario kart. What did surprise you was how long it took you to realize that you had thrown yourself into the arena with them. Worse, you had outright claimed victory right in front of them, and though you doubted you would 'lose' today, you knew that you would pay the price.
In the time it has taken to you regret your recent life choices, Sanae has made her way to Kanako's present. This one has no special wrapping, and Sanae tears it open with none of her previously displayed patience. The inside of the box, which you cannot see into, apparently brings her great joy if the loud squeal is anything to go by.
You pick yourself up and peek inside. Looks like a new playstation… though you couldn't honestly tell the model. It topples over onto the table in Sanae's rush to thank her mother. You reach over and lift it back up, you don't believe Sanae has a television in her room so that's something they'll need to sort out. Then again it's not like Sanae has a ton of free time, to begin with, and you'll probably have to work on that so she gets opportunities to actually use her new gift.
Eventually, the hugs finish, leaving the shrine maiden with only one remaining target. She hasn't bothered sitting down, both arms held in front of her as she stares at you. Suwako and Kanako are eyeing both of your intently, trying to see both what you do and how she reacts. No pressure, right?
You let out the second Sanae-caused sigh of the morning as you slowly get up from your sitting position. "Well, I suppose you did behave enough to get a present."
Sanae lets out a harumph. "I'm one of the few people who are willing to put up with you, to begin with." She crosses her arms and looks to the side, but she doesn't bother to hide the smile. This lasts for a few moments before the playing breaks, and she turns back to you with a wide grin. "What did you get me?"
You smile back. "I got you a Yukari; the limited edition Yakumo model."
A look of confusion comes across Sanae's face, and with a familiar… wrongness, a tittering laugh fills the room. The look of confusion quickly changing to one of pure horror as the 'landlord' appears behind Sanae. "I have heard there is a birthday girl in town," Yukari says, pulling herself out of the gap and landing in front of the door.
Sanae slowly turns her head to look at Yukari, her mouth currently doing its best impression of a fish as the gap master leans against the wall. You nod your head in her direction. "Thank you for your quick appearance."
Yukari shrugs. "I've been awake and quite busy." She frowns slightly, focusing on you as she speaks in mock petulance. "You have been keeping me from my winter hibernation."
You deliberately wince. "My apologies, I hadn't been planning on keeping you so busy. Things got rather cra-"
"Why is Yukari here?!" You are cut off mid sentence as Sanae apparently has finished rebooting.
Yukari pulls out her fan and holds it in front of her mouth. "Oh? Your pet hasn't told you? Was I meant to be a surprise?"
Her eyes dart to you a moment and you merely shrug.
"How very interesting." She snaps the fan closed and faces Sanae. "I am... you might say the delivery method of your birthday present… if you are so curious perhaps you should speak to the one that called me?"
Sanae turns her head back to look at you, one hand raised to point at Yukari. "Why?" Poor girl looks dumbfounded and more than a little distraught, though, to be fair she doesn't really have the best track record with Yukari.
"Well," you begin, lighting dusting off your pants. "I was granted a... well, kind of a favor, you might say, from Yukari, and I asked for a vacation."
You gesture to the gap master, a smile on your face as you watch Sanae's expression change to one of concern. "I'm not leaving the shrine… well, I am, but you are coming as well."
"He wished to take you to Tokyo." Yukari chimes in.
"Right… yes sorry, if you want to go I managed to get a week vacation in Tokyo, for you specifically but I will be going along as well."
Sanae's expression turns back to neutral, if slightly pensive. "What… did this cost you?"
"Nothing, Yukari owed me a favor."
"I wouldn't call it a favor." said debtee pipes up, "Really more of a courtesy."
"Call it what you like, I am getting my dues for putting up with this me-"
Sanae cuts you off again. "You used a favor, from Yukari, on me?"
You look at her curiously. Her expression mixed. "...Yes?"
The next thing you see is a green blur approaching you at high velocity, the next thing you feel is a large impact and your feet skidding across the soft floor several feet. Sanae appears to be attempting to murder you via hug. You reach up and slowly pat her on the back, wondering how you will manage to disentangle yourself from the shrine maiden.
- - -
Sanae has sprinted back off to her room to pack. It took quite a bit of effort on your part to get her to actually disentangle herself from you. The girl may only be human, but you'll be damned if she doesn't have her mother's strength when she wants to… and she is devilishly clingy.
Both goddesses have gone as well in an effort to make sure she doesn't forget anything in her excitement. Both shot you annoyed looks as they left, but you could see the mirth in there as well... in Kanako's face, anyway. You'll be damned if you can properly read Suwako half the time, the woman has emotions but tends to only show them when she wants to.
Honestly, you find it rather annoying, you are supposed to be good at this, yet you can hardly get an emotion out of her that isn't the odd bit of surprise or annoyance. Even more so now that she has returned to her more 'adult' form, you've still got to talk to Kanako about some things, and sometimes it feels like you barely know Suwako.
"Still awake in there?"
You blink, looking upwards from your musings to see Yukari lounging on the couch. "Yes, sorry. Just thinking about a few things."
She giggles as she adjusts herself on the couch. "Do not harm yourself."
"Life does that for me," you reply. "So what is the plan? Are you just going to dump us off somewhere?"
The look she shoots you is more than a little affronted. "You believe after all the times I've saved your life I would just dump you somewhere with no prior plans?"
"I distinctly remember you murdering me the first time we met."
The look she shoots you now is definitely affronted. "And I have made efforts to remediate that error." With a sigh, she swings her legs back over onto the floor. "To answer the question I shall be depositing you in front of your lodging for the week. You shall both we leaving once the shrine maiden is ready." She leans back, legs crossing over each other and she relaxes on Kanako's throne. "You shall be returning at the same place and time in exactly one week, if you are not there I shall come and get you."
"Sounds fair, I can use my abilities to get by without spending ca-"
"No." Yukari interrupts, people have a habit of doing that to you quite a bit this morning. "I shall be providing you with more than enough funds. Whatever you have left over I shall collect again."
"...Alright." You say dumbly.
The gap master smiles. "I would recommend saving your powers, you have enough magical energy to be seen by most humans outside of Gensokyo, you burning it all could lead to decidedly awkward situations."
"Could Sanae use her abilities?" You ask.
To your surprise, she shrugs. "I highly doubt she could use her danmaku based abilities, those of her shrine maiden should still function as there are still believers of such things." She taps her cheek thoughtfully. "No flight, but exorcisms should work fine."
"Well, hopefully she won't need them." You lean back against the wall near the doors, thinking back to the layout of the city. "I know her strength so I'm not particularly worried about the odd mugger… it's more the spirits I'm worried about. Hate is a powerful thing, believe in them or not spirits will always exist."
"I am aware. Some wander into Gensokyo from time to time. More so in the old days."
"Extermination?"
She nods softly. "Some things are better off not existing, youkai or not."
Any further conversation is abruptly halted by the door to your side sliding open. A smiling face sitting underneath a mop of green looking into the room. "You ready?"
- - -
Sanae has swapped her pajamas for much heavier clothing, and presumably much more in her travel bags. A backpack slung on one shoulder held in place by her hand while the other is holding a rather large briefcase. Both are jostled ever so slightly by the fact she can't quite keep still. Her excitement is more than a little infectious you must admit, though you also find it rather depressing how excited she is to go to the city of all places, it shows how little time she had to really… be a kid.
"We can't sense ya outside the barrier, so just be safe," Suwako says before her eyes focus on you specifically. "If anything happens to Sanae…"
"If anything were to happen to Sanae it would have to get through me first." You answer seriously.
There's a brief silence before Suwako smiles, nodding happily. "Good answer, now have yer fun, we'll keep the shrine standin' while you two are gone."
… It is slightly shocking how fast they have learned to trust you.
"No spars please?" Sanae asks, "think of it as an extra birthday present?"
Kanako shakes her head. "I am afraid Suwako and myself still have some things to solve, however, we shall keep it to the alternate arena to mitigate any potential damage."
Sanae seems… while not appeased by that, at least accepting. She lets out a small sigh before seemingly remembering why she is out there, a wide smile breaking across her face as she turns to Yukari, having apparently forgiven her for all past misdeeds as of twenty minutes ago. "I'm ready to go!"
You don't get the chance to repeat the statement before you feel the floor fall away from you. A pulling sensation tearing across your entire body as you feel it being simultaneously crushed and pulled in every direction. A black-purple void surrounds you, faint motes, windows of light revealing different landscapes and places. Then as soon as it begins, it is over.
You blink, a wave of wet and cold washing over you as your ears are filled with the familiar sounds of traffic. Your ears twitch as cool rainwater hits them, the pitter patter of water droplets on concrete creating a staccato with the many, many, voices that you didn't believe you would ever hear again.
Gone is the smell of the shrine and mountain, replacing it the familiar stench of the city, the scent of steel, oil, and humans beyond counting. You didn't particularly miss it. In front of you is a large staircase that leads to a sidewalk, while to the left and right are small shops that you know flank the…
Oh.
You turn around, well it appears Yukari certainly didn't skimp on your lodgings. The tall triple-skyscraper doing its very best to match the majesty of the mountain you just came from; The Shinjuku Park Tower. You've done business in it before, occasionally. Though more recent than most you still know it well, hard not to when something is that large and ostentatious.
Of course, you also remember when it was just a row of shops before the war. There's a loud gasp beside you as Sanae sees the same view you do. "Osaka has skyscrapers too." You say amused. She doesn't say anything in response, the backpack on her shoulder slouching a little as she loosens her grip on it.
Heh, you knew this would be worth it. You walk over and grab her by the shoulder, gently walking her forward and through the automatic doors into the shopping center that makes up the lower floors of the tower. "Come on, let's get the luggage inside our room before someone gets ideas about that bag you are about to drop… if we have rooms anyway."
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It took a quite an effort effort to keep Sanae away from the shops. You don't have other plans for what she can spend her money on, but you have luggage to drop off and everything in this tower is massively overpriced. Especially the tacky and quite likely fake jewelry.
Instead, you lead her to the upper floors, exiting out of the elevator into the lobby of the hotel itself. It isn't particularly busy, but it is an amazing sight. It's a lovely wood interior, a mix of western and eastern design all about the place. On the far wall is the lobby counter where several smart dressed women are working behind the desk. Various couches are set up around the place, either placed facing the various televisions or nearer to the windows. The few that are occupied are all in use by foreign businessmen and tourists, as to be expected.
To either side of the room are large windows overlooking the city proper, the morning sunlight pouring in and painting the room a brilliant blue amber. It appears the time here at least somewhat matches the time in Gensokyo, so that gives you some information. You aren't quite sure how you will use this information, but it is information nonetheless.
Still holding onto Sanae, you transitioned quickly from her shoulder to her hand when you realized how difficult it would be to properly drag her around otherwise. You make your way across the lobby towards the counter, Sanae's previous expression of excitement has quickly transitioned to one of trepidation… mostly likely due to never being in a place quite this fancy.
You ignore her plight, keeping your march until the pretty young thing behind the counter notices your approach. Sanae's winter gear isn't exactly the height of fashion, but your suit is perfectly adequate for the situation.
"Good morning sir, can I help you?" A young woman asks, dressed smartly in a business suit with her hair up in a bun. The accent speaks of… Sapporo you believe. Her eyes flit briefly to Sanae before focusing again on you.
"Yes. I was wondering if you had a reservation for a mister," you pause thinking on the name, but Yukari would only know of one. "Shinjo?"
The woman's eyes go back to the monitor a moment before they widen dramatically, she collects herself a moment before smiling again. "Oh… pardon me sir but would you happen to have ID with you?"
You nod and reach into your shirt pocket. The handkerchief you keep tucked in there transforming into the fake ID you usually used in Tokyo. A small use of your power, but you can't exactly apply for a real one.
She reaches over the counter and takes it, looking between it and the monitor for several moments before slowly, and sheepishly, sliding it back onto the counter. She stands up and bows immediately afterward. "My apologies Mr. Shinjo, we were expecting you to contact us ahead of time."
...Eh?
She steps behind the desk and beckons a pair of bellhops over, one taking the backpack while the other takes the briefcase before Sanae can make an argument for the contrary.
"Normally we have an introduction prepared but I assume you merely wished to relax after your flight?" The clerk asks.
You blink slowly, then take control of the situation. "Quite, yes. I am afraid my assistant booked the room for me, where would I be staying for the week?"
She smiles a proudly. "Our high suite sir, if you could just come this way?" She holds out a hand towards the elevator, and on cue, the two bellhops walk past you. Still holding onto Sanae's hand you follow, the shrine maiden putting up no resistance as the situation for her has gone well beyond normal.
You step into the elevator, the clerk and two bellhops taking positions in the back while you lean against the metal wall. Sanae for her part is fidgeting like crazy, not that you blame her. The elevator doors slide closed and start raising upwards, and upwards, and upwards. You have a strange feeling you know where you are going.
With a little 'ding' the doors slide open again revealing a small corridor with a single door at the end. Yes, you know where you are, you've had work in the same rooms, though luckily not with this same face. Pretty much some of your last work with adults too; you were running on fumes at that point.
"I've stayed here before, if you could kindly just give me my key I can handle the rest." You say aloud, holding a hand out towards the clerk without looking at her. Quickly and as per decorum, you feel a pair of cards slipped into your palm.
"Of course sir, if you need any of our complimentary services you can ju-"
"I will ring if I require them." You say simply, and you take Sanae's hand again as you walk down the hallway.
You hear the doors slide shut again behind you just as you wave the keycard, and with little ceremony, you swing the door open to reveal the interior. They've upgraded it since you've last been here. A large central room with a gargantuan window overlooking the city proper, no lights are on beyond small lamps on the side tables, allowing the bright morning sun to shine in proudly. There are pairs of doors on either sides leading to the other sections of your suite, while in this central 'living room' are many couches and chairs set around a gargantuan television and grand piano.
You hoist the bags again and turn to the left as you hear Sanae walk past you. "Yes we have a grand piano, we also have a sauna, a hot tub, our own kitchen and some rather nice beds. Should also have a small library and an office."
You walk past the shrine-maiden and make your way towards the bedroom, two large western style beds sit in a large room with another gargantuan television on the far wall. Beyond them is a glass door leading to the 'porch', an outside relaxation area that looks over the city proper. The beds are made already, they never aren't you find, and a small bag sits on one of them. A purple purse with a familiar eye symbol on the side.
You set the travel bag against the wall and lay Sanae's backpack next to it, then walk over to the purse. Opening it reveals…
…
Well.
Yukari, when she feels she has a boon to pay, does not kid around. Then again you suppose you could have asked for far grander things than a vacation, this certainly is not cheap.
You pocket a decent chunk of the cash, stashing the rest of it away in the safe provided with the room. You make your way back to the main living area to see Sanae standing by the window, one hand pressed on the glass as she looks over the landscape.
"See anything you like?" You ask needlessly.
At first, you don't think she hears you, then slowly, almost reluctantly she pulls away to look at you. Her eyes betray her excitement, but there's a tinge of worry there too. "How… much did this cost?"
You shrug your shoulders. "Me? Nothing. Yukari… quite a bit. Having powerful friends grants perks, it's what I've based my entire life around."
"And… all of this is ours to use?" She asks, looking around the room.
"It's our hotel room, and for how much this costs we can get away with anything short of murder." You say, though they might let you get away with that too, if you greased a few palms.
"And… you used this all so I could have a vacation." She says, this time it wasn't a question.
"As I said earlier, yes." You hold up a hand to stop her preemptively. "I barely survived one hug, I don't need a second. Feel free to explore the place while I plan out our day." She rushes passed you with a giggle, patting you on the shoulder as she goes, and heading to the bedrooms.
"Thank you!" she calls over her shoulder, making you smile.
"You're welcome, of course." you call back to her. You'll do your best to make this week spectacular for her...
Chapter 94: Family
Chapter Text
They have a surprising mix of books in this place, both western and eastern. While you were pleasantly surprised by the library you were even more surprised by the range within it; mostly bestsellers, but you'll take what you can get. Sanae has turned into a green blur at this point, bouncing from room to room as you peruse the shelves. You expected her to be this excited, so you are just letting Sanae wear herself out a little as she yells out her newest discoveries.
You hear a loud pattering and a happy squeal from the sauna area, causing a smile to come across your face. "Having fun?" You call out.
There's silence but for the running water before a ringing voice shouts back. "Yes!"
"Glad to hear it, but we need to talk and figure out our day."
You hear the water shut off and the now familiar sound of the wind maiden running on the tile floors. She comes sliding out of the hallway on sock clad feet. She almost loses control for the briefest of moments before righting herself, having nearly collided with a tall display shelf containing little pieces of pottery.
She collects her feet a moment before looking at you with a very excited expression. You'd compare it to a child being offered the pony she always wanted but… you already made that comparison and all things considered she basically is at the moment.
"We're going to head to the National Museum first, we have to get a metro card so best we get that out of the way on the way there. It's not the flashiest of places admittedly but it would be good to get you used to this city before we do anything crazy.
"How long will that take?"
You pause, thinking about the last time you took that particular line. "We can get a card in just a few minutes, then it is about an hour metro ride give or take."
Sanae makes a distressed sound. "That long? Can't we just get a car or something?"
You reach out and poke her in the nose, her eyes crossing to stare at the finger. "You do not drive in Tokyo, parking is horrific and I don't exactly have the paperwork to get a rental." She flashes her teeth like she was about to bite and you withdraw the finger with a chuckle. "But if it bothers you we can just take a taxi there, goddesses know we have the funds for such a thing."
The shrine maiden giggles. "Sorry, haven't had many chances to ride in a car… and I want to get all I can out of this vacation!"
You shrug your shoulders. "I never had much use for a car myself, public transit is fine, beyond that walking got me to my destinations well enough. Though I will admit it can certainly be quicker."
Sanae nods rapidly and turns towards the door, her green hair whipping behind her having been freed from her scarf. Oh… right. "Wait!"
She pauses and glances back. "What?"
"We need to change the color of your hair."
She blinks slowly. "Why?" She asks, clear confusion in her tone.
What's the gentlest way to put this. "Did you notice the clerk in the lobby didn't interact with you at all beyond a quick odd look?"
Sanae glances up. "No… not really?"
"Right." Because she wasn't paying attention, of course, "Well, when a clearly rich, devilishly handsome man rents the most expensive hotel room around… with a young high school age girl with bright flashy hair. What would they think about the girl?"
Sanae thinks on that a moment... before blanching. "They think I'm your girlfriend?"
You raise a hand... then drop it with a sigh. "No… no Sanae, and don't look so disgusted by that. I'll have you know I'm a catch, but they did not think you were my girlfriend."
"Then what, daughter? Sister?"
You stare at her honestly confused expression, she cannot be this innocent can she? Wait, yes, yes she can. You supposed she would be rather sheltered all things considered, though the girl doesn't exactly have a ton of common sense either. "As someone who is.. familiar with that look; the clerk believed you were a prostitute I had hired."
There's an awkward silence as Sanae processes this, And you watch, fascinated, as a pool of red begins to spread across her face, turning her so scarlet that you think she could be seen from orbit. Well, if you had any doubts before then they've been laid to rest; she is that innocent.
You wave your hand and transition her hair color while she boils over. She… may need a bit of time before you head out.
- - -
You eventually managed to calm her back down again, though she absolutely refused to look the clerk in the face as you were making your way back out of the hotel and onto the streets again... It probably didn't help to change the woman's belief.
This time you actually walk up the steps and onto the sidewalk that goes around the towers. Ahead is a familiar park, though the plant life is nothing compared to what you have been witness to recently. Though you can tell at least that you are in one of the nicer parts of town due to the lack of tents and the less fortunate milling about, at least this close to the sidewalk anyway. It's all skyscrapers here, you are in damn near the heart of the big business section of town. So beyond what is in the tower itself, there is a bare minimum when it comes to shopping or the like, and what there is would almost always be focused on tourists or those with far too much money to care. But that doesn't really matter to you either way, especially given that right now you're basically both.
You lead Sanae up the pathway and towards the corner of the sidewalk, the traffic this morning isn't particularly bad, so you don't get pushed or shoved very much. Ahead is the gargantuan government building, which has Sanae staring in curiosity even as you flag down a taxi. A yellow car comes to a stop quickly; it's good business through these areas so they generally are rather quick about it. Tapping Sanae on the shoulder again to get her attention you guide her into the taxi and give the driver directions.
What follows after that is relative silence, Sanae stares out the window the entire way without saying anything, merely taking in the sights that pass the taxi by. It's thankfully clean for the most part, the only annoyance being the music playing from the radio. Call you a curmudgeon but you were never one for modern pop music.
It's not a long drive, only twenty minutes with change before it stops in front of the museum. It's a rather large structure, all things considered, a tall white building of a style you would generally associate to the imperial era, that odd mix of western construction with the Japanese style roofs. A large flat pond sits out front stretching from the building to near the sidewalk, fall leaves still fill it in places, long since dead. The waters move gently in the winter breeze, Tokyo hardly ever freezes.
Sanae, true to form so far, is taking in everything as much as she can, looking from place to place even as you guide her through the garden and through the front entrance. It isn't crowded; there are a few people here, but the kids are on winter break with their families and most adults are busy at work. So you should at least have some time to relax and not get shot at by Danmaku for a bit. With that thought in mind you head inside.
- - -
It amuses you sometimes seeing things you recognize so closely, not personally of course… though you have run into things you knew intimately in the past before in the odd museums. Hard not to when you have been involved with as much politics as you have. But here in the national museum, it is more of the classic antiquities, old kimonos, and pottery, arms and armor. You wondered perhaps if there was something from Gensokyo that had wandered back or something from the old kingdoms of Suwa the goddesses would be fond of. Sanae for her part has been flitting from display to display, which is perhaps a… negative stereotype about the youth to not care about the ways of the past. Then again, you've seen enough generations to know that the stereotype is completely and utterly nonsense. Still, it does surprise you how much Sanae is into it, her eyes curiously reading the various plaques and snapping photos of the displays where allowed. Despite living in what would pass for Edo Japan herself it appears the ancient weapons and old traditions still have her attention.
Then again, for all of its warriors, Gensokyo has a surprising lack of Samurai. For the better in your opinion, snooty bastards the lot of them. Near the end of the museum, there's actually a section dedicated to the period the goddesses reminisce of so fondly, the Yamato period. Ancient artifacts from the time period, old tools, fragments of clothes, models of fortifications and towns. You notice that Sanae hasn't moved in a bit, and turn your attention from a model of an ancient castle to see the shrine maiden staring at a series of spears mounted on a glass display case. All ornamental and silver in design, the dim lights of the museum doing little to hide their shine or craftsmanship, a marvel considering their age.
"See something you like?" You ask, moving closer to her as to not disturb the few other guests present.
Sanae doesn't react at first, and you're worried that she didn't hear you before you can repeat yourself she shakes her head. "I… had thought these may have been some of the artifacts Kanako had sold. I know she had sold several to museums, others to pawn shops." She turns her head to look at you. "I was very young, I hardly remember most of my childhood. Mother is… proud, I always felt bad she had to sell treasures like that, even if I never understood it at the time."
"See anything of hers in here?" You ask.
She nods her head. "I recognized a sword of hers in the last room, though it is the only one I recognize… but I was very young when she sold them."
You smile. "She must have loved you very much to part with such things; to a Youkai, well goddess anyway, something like that affirms their existence. Your mothers took care of you very well."
"Do you remember your mother?" Sanae asks after a moment.
"I knew her for well over one hundred years, I remember my mother quite well. I generally have more good memories than bad, her end aside." Sanae had asked about your parents as well when you told them about your past, but you won't question her on it.
"I have two mothers, so I'm lucky I guess, even if I didn't have a normal childhood." Sanae muses.
"Did anyone really have a normal childhood?" You ask, "Everyone had their own little quirks and trials." You reach over a hand and ruffle her hair a little, the blackened strands sticking through the gaps in your fingers. "I've seen quite a bit of yours, and it would be one most kids would be happy to have. They did their best… even if they can be more than a tad violent, and I doubt they anything less than adore you."
Sanae looks back towards the spears. "You think so?"
"I'd say yes..." You look at her, there are just the faintest hints of a smile she is fighting to keep off of her face as she looks at the weapons, the slight pulling of her muscles as she tries to keep a straight face. Unfortunately for Sanae you've known far too many girls for this to work, "...but you are just fishing for compliments at this point."
Her expression instantly turns into one of a pout, her eyes narrowing as she glances back at you. "I am not."
"You absolutely are."
"I am the beautiful and kind wind maiden and I do not fish for compliments or for people to say nice things."
You nod sagely before glancing at the time on your phone. "Of course, my apologies, now I do believe it is time for me to take the wind maiden for lunch is it not?"
She pauses in her pouting before nodding resolutely, then speaking in the most authoritative air she can muster. "It is indeed.'
… she isn't Kanako quite yet. Hell, she's got a long while to go before she gets to Suwako's level, and you think you might have seen Suwako eat a butterfly when she thought nobody was watching.
- - -
"But wouldn't it be really easy for you?" Sanae asks.
"Probably." You admit.
"Then why can't you get it? She would appreciate it."
You start to answer then sigh, one eye is kept on traffic to watch for a taxi while you half turn to Sanae. "I am not robbing a museum to get your mother one of her swords back, that is the exact opposite point of this vacation."
"But it would be rea-" She stops speaking when the taxi pulls up to the sidewalk and stops, its brakes screeching slightly.
You reach over and poke her in the nose again. "No, bad Wind Maiden." You then open the door and gesture for her to enter. "Now come on, I have a special destination in mind."
She growls, but slides into the taxi, arms crossed as she moves to stare petulantly out the window. Yes, the beautiful, kind, mature wind maiden indeed. You slide in after her and give some directions.
The driver nods and moves back into traffic, allowing you to slouch back into your seat as you think about the rest of the trip in your head. It will probably just be food and relaxation for the rest of the day, though you do have something special in mind for Sanae at your next destination.
… She's going to be bugging you to rob a museum for the rest of the trip, you imagine. You glance over at the shrine maiden, she has lost her pout as she watches the city go by, the sights too irresistible to stay mad at for very long it seems. It still amuses you how much enjoyment one person can get out of seeing a city, though you suppose Edo always had that sense of majesty to it, even when you were her age... well, equivalently her age anyway.
- - -
The taxi pulls to a stop in the park and you step outside. The cool air from the bay blowing inwards and sending a rather pleasant chill across you. Sanae steps out briefly afterwards, looking over the water of Tokyo bay curiously. Boats of all sizes and types, though mostly pleasure and ferries, go about over the water. Further along a pier some older gentlemen are fishing, the national house-husband past time of the past three hundred years.
"What are we doing out here?" Sanae asks, looking around widely.
"Well there's a large shopping mall here, I figured you could window shop after we get some lunch here, then pick up a metrocard to make our way back to the hotel." You gesture a finger behind you and she turns to look at the park that's between you and the mall.
"Past the park?" She asks.
"Yep, just a short walk."
She nods and steps onto the pavement, her boots clicking against the concrete as she walks. A sound you haven't heard in awhile come to think of it. The trees of the park are dead, though you expected little different. It is still quite busy, however; young couples, businessmen, people of every shape and type making their way through it, or just merely enjoying the scenery of Tokyo Bay. It's been a while since you've smelled the salt water as well, your heightened senses picking it up quite a bit more richly than any human would. You can't say you don't like Gensokyo, but you would be lying if you said there weren't a few things you didn't miss either.
"Couldn't we have parked closer?" Sanae pulls her jacket a little tighter as the winds of the bay roll over the park.
"Probably, but there's a surprise for you at the end of this." You say.
"What would that be?" She asks.
"Well..." You hold up a finger, Sanae looking at the digit curiously. Then without warning, you break out into a sprint, your legs more than enough to give you a considerable head start. You hear a squawk of surprise before she starts running after you. Various passersby look at the two of you oddly as you run through the park, the cool air cutting against your cheeks as your business shoes clap loudly against the pavement. You come to a stop at the end just before the white pavement that leads to the mall proper. A good five seconds later you hear another set of shoes clicking loudly before Sanae comes to an abrupt stop behind you, the girl is fast you give her that.
"Why… did you do that all of a sudden!?" Sanae asks, sounding rather unwinded. She's rather red in the face from the sudden exertion, though she doesn't seem to be out of breath at all. You reach over and grab the top of her head, forcefully turning it to the right to look at the front of the mall proper. Any sense of fight or annoyance in her quickly drains away as her eyes widen dramatically.
"Is that a…" She trails off.
You nod. "They seemed to have changed it since I was last here even."
Any further reminiscences on your part is cut off by the decidedly loud squeal Sanae lets out, the shrine maiden grabbing you by the arm and forcefully dragging you as she runs to the giant Gundam.
Teenagers.
- - -
Sanae collapses back onto the bed with a sigh. Slipping from her fingers onto the floor are several large bags filled with toys, models, books, games, and many other things she found in that mall. You never pegged her much for shopping but it appears that was a horrible misconception on your point. Still, you followed her along to every destination, determined to give her the best time possible.
"Satisfied?" You ask.
The shrine maiden nods, the sun has already long set, the lights of the city doing little to reach into this room. From here as you set what little you got, tourist maps, metro cards, a new wallet, you can see the city in its entirety. Well, you can see the grandeur of it anyway. Even flying it can be difficult to see all of Tokyo from above.
"What're we doing tomorrow?" Sanae asks.
You shrug your shoulders. "I have a few ideas, but don't worry, we'll hit the interesting stuff. You could spend your entire life in this city and not see half of it I assure you."
There's no response to your answer, and you finish getting the papers together before glancing back. Sanae is leaning a quarter of the ways off of the bed to the side. She's still fully dressed, though thankfully her boots are hanging off of the side of the bed. She is either entering some, until now unknown, shrine maiden vegetative state or she is falling asleep.
"Up," you command. "Take a shower before going to bed and change into your sleepwear, if I have to do laundry I would rather you not wrinkle your clothes further."
The shrine maiden cracks an eye open to look at you. "So mean, my pet is."
You walk over and yank off one of her boots, the force of the action enough to pull her forward a good foot as she lets out a yelp. "Bed, dirty, off."
She shoots you a glare that would rival one of Kanako's, but does acquiesce to your demands. Sliding the rest of the way off of the bed as she digs through her clothes bag to find her sleepwear. She steps out soon afterward, sticking her tongue out at you as she walks by.
You collect her boots and set them besides the foot of the bed before returning to the table and maps, the sound of running water filling the air as you plan out the next day.
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You walk through the cool winter air, your breath misting as you step up and onto the sidewalk outside of the tower. It's colder than you expected out tonight, not enough to be uncomfortable but more than enough that it may frost a little over the night. Not snow, Tokyo hardly ever snows, but enough that most people will be keeping indoors.
All the more to your advantage. The reflection that greets you in passing glass is not your own, though to be fair it rarely is. Even the face you show more often is little more than idea you grew into. You are a fox, just like all Youkai are personifications. Fear, rage, jealousy, trickery, animals, and ideas. Yet things change and people evolve, such is the nature of the world and only those most truly foolish would stand in the way of it. You can scream and cry against the dying of your kind yet the humans will move ever onward, their majesty and technology the marks of everything, of the most distant majesty and dreams of their ephemeral lives.
And it has left you and all of your kind behind. Gensokyo is, by all accounts, a paradise; a realm where humans and youkai live, if not in peace then in understanding. The youkai cannot live without the humans, but the opposite cannot be said in the slightest. You have no doubt there are powers beyond your very recognition in Gensokyo, such is the forte of beasts and gods. Yet there will come a time when humans have eclipsed even them, though you doubt you will live to see it. Or be aware enough to care even if you did.
Still, you think you still have time to get one last job done to leave your legacy in Tokyo, heists were not exactly what you were most famous for. Not that you didn't do them of course, few things can be more sneaky than a fox when they do not wish to be noticed, yet at the end of the day, you were quite more popular in politics and 'negotiations'. But… this will also serve as a gift for someone you've grown to be rather fond of, that, and it will also allow you to honor a dear old friend.
A chill wind blows across the street, strong enough to spawn a few startled gasps and shivers. The humans part around you as you walk, an affirmation of your existence you hardly ever felt in Tokyo. It isn't something you've felt for over a decade, the odd child would notice you but little else, and to them, you would be little more than the 'strange man that had the wiggly ears' or something else equally jocular and demeaning in the long run.
You don't bother to call a cab, Sanae was asleep and was she to awaken your illusion will provide enough of a cover that she wouldn't question your presence… and besides, it has been a long time you have taken a walk.
- - -
You step into the office complex, the doors of the bottom floor shifting open automatically as you walk towards them. Something relieving, technology is usually the first thing to go, for better or worse. The lobby of the office is as warm and inviting as any such soul-crushing entity could ever be. Fake wood flooring arranged to try and mimic a western style that clashes with the Japanese furniture and decoration.
The clerk that should normally be behind the desk is gone, either the lobby is unmanned during the night, or more likely he or she grew bored and wandered off. Either way your purpose does not involve them.
You cut to the left, and walk up to the door to the left of the clerk's desk. It's magnetic, and the red light on the electronic reader tells you it is locked. You produce the small handkerchief from your breast pocket, rubbing your fingers across it until it gets to the desired shape you wish it to be, then with some careful wedging you slide it between the door and the frame on top of the magnetic strips, the door coming loose immediately.
With a smile, you slowly open it the rest of the way and step into the small office. A man, middle-aged by body, the bags under his eyes tell you he is ancient and broken by soul. One hand rests on his head while he stares wearily at a computer screen, his working continuing even at this later hour. In the faint light a golden ring on his left-hand glints slightly, the skin underneath it is pale and slightly indented, a loyal husband then.
He doesn't even seem to notice your entrance, too entranced by his work as you walk over to the far western wall of his office. The walls, the original walls, have been long covered over by plaster, the humans having little use for brick and real wood these days. You kneel down next to the floor and pop out one of your claws.
The sound of you sawing a piece of his flooring away does, in fact, manage to get the office workers attention. "Who… who the hell are you!?" He asks, his voice decidedly high pitched for an older man, though that may just be panic.
"Just a passing spirit." You reply simply, claw moving across the wood as you continue to cut a section of his floor away. With one final turn, it is clear, and you jam the nail into the wood and pull the whole section away to reveal a concrete base underneath the floor. Within that is another small rectangular hole, the interior of which contains a small locked box.
With a victorious grin you pull it out, no human could open this lock with anything short of an artillery round. But that doesn't mean they couldn't move it.
"I'm calling the police young lady!" The man threatens, standing up from behind his desk and reaching for his phone.
You pop the top of the case, peering inside as you reply with a small amount of charm in your voice. "No, you're going to sit back down." You don't bother to look up as you hear him slump back down into his seat again.
… Men in your day had more resistance to charm than those of the modern era, and those people actually believed that mind controlling foxes existed.
Inside the box, a small wooden thing with the interior of velvet. Is a familiar wooden pipe, long in that classic Tanuki style with a brass bowl and lip. The whole thing is finely made, after all it was made by youkai hands, along the bowl in golden engravings are the images of dancing tanuki. The engraving has faded somewhat, the sands of time… and his lifestyle, having aged the pipe despite the maker's fine craft.
"Wha- what are you?" The office workers asks, his voice filled with fright.
You pluck the pipe out of the box and stuff it into a pocket, replacing the box back into the hole and covering it up again. Dusting off the bottom of your kimono you look back at the man, your voice light and feminine, your timber the match for a woman you knew all so very long ago as you speak. "Just a memory, why don't you head home to your wife? Call it an early night."
The man hesitates a brief moment before pushing back his chair, walking around the desk and by you. With nary a glance back he steps through the door calmly and out of sight. Charm is a lovely thing. With a smile you stand back up and take one last look at your old business. Nothing is similar beyond the street, yet there is still the same pangs of nostalgia. You have a new life now, though what that truly means you have yet to decide.
… You need to open a new office.
With some yen on the desk to pay for repairs, you step out of your old office and back into the cool night, time for your real destination.
- - -
The museum is quite beautiful at night, you must admit. The lights of the outside gardens light up the plant life and still pond beautifully. It's just short of it being cold enough to freeze the water, though you can still see a bit of ice in it here and there. The grounds themselves of the museum are not patrolled regularly by security, whether that is due to the cold or lack of staff you neither know or care as you walk up to the front entrance.
The glass doors this time around do not open automatically. Though thankfully there is a security guard manning the entrance.
You reach up and knock on the glass, startling him a little. "Could you open this door please?" You ask, the man looks up curiously for a moment before hopping to it. Thinking you a fellow security guard from your 'copied' uniform.
The security officer, a young man probably not past the age of eighteen in his first job moves from behind the desk quickly and opens the door for you, allowing you to step into the warm interior of the museum.
"Thank you dearie, how goes the watch tonight?"
The man… the name tag states Toshi, shrugs his shoulders. "Quiet as usual, don't think anyone would want to rob a place this boring."
You giggle and play with a lock of your hair. He notices as he should, blushing slightly. "Oh some people have a fascination for history." You say easily, then pat him on the shoulder. Kid is probably just starting university, you say probably due to working in such a nice part of time. "I assume the cameras in the lobbies are on?" You ask quietly, and the kid nods.
"Good," you say with a smile before patting him on the shoulder. "Go to sleep for me." You say, lacing your voice with charm again. It works near an instant, the kid falling back before you catch him. With a smile, you move him over before placing him back in his seat. The camera footage will show you breaking in and beating the stuffing out of the man, it will be a miracle he escaped with so few bruises besides the light one you just placed on his neck.
Your illusions kick in again, you taking on the face of another once again. Same uniform, but enough to drive security mental come tomorrow as you move between cameras. You have to fight not to chuckle, it's remarkably peaceful in here without the crowds, nothing but you and history as you make your way through it all towards the eastern wing.
- - -
You're there soon enough, the large glass display containing the blades still lit up. Kanako's is the one in the middle, the most ornate of all of them… and the one in best condition unsurprisingly. A long black scabbard with a snake design running the length of the fine wood, it is no katana either, this is a full length Odachi, and knowing the height of the woman and her strength, her wielding it is a rather terrifying prospect.
You've thrown up an illusion across the entire room to be safe, while of course you doubt anybody here could either catch or hurt you. You'd rather not invite company you can avoid either, anyone looking directly at the room or through the camera will just see the same display it has been. Thankfully much easier now that the crowd is gone.
You look around the display, a small alarm on the underside if the glass is removed without the lock. Simple enough to get around, and with a smile you tap on the glass, your claw starting to pop out of your hand again as you begin to carve into the glass.
"Excuse me sir? What are you doing?"
You jump slightly, the claw scraping across the glass as you jerk to look backwards. There leaning against the far well next to a display on armor is a young woman. Blonde in hair and with golden eyes she looks at you with curiosity clear in her eyes.
She's dressed in a fairly modern outfit. A skirt with leggings along with a long shirt, a bag hanging off of her shoulder is filled with books and writing material, a student?
But...
"I'm sorry, did you call me a sir?" You ask, not changing the timber of your voice back.
She blinks, then nods. "Yes… I did?" Her look of curiosity transitioning to one of confusion.
… Fascinating. "What do I look like?"
She blinks again, tilting her head slightly. The small hat on her head tilting as well to the point it is about to fall off. "A young man in a suit?"
You grin. "You, young lady, have a rare gift, could I bother you for your name?" You lace your voice with charm again, this time to make you sound more trustworthy.
It is very rare to find someone who can just… see through illusions. Perhaps she is of one of the older bloodlines. Or perhaps she is just gifted, you'll still have to send her away of course but that doesn't stop your curiosity.
"Morrigan Hearn." She answers.
Hearn… no, the name doesn't ring a bell. That name isn't Japanese, so she was more likely just born with with a rare gift. "Well Miss Hearn, I assume you are a student here studying?"
"Intern." She nods, twisting the bag in her grip a little.
"Oh?" You step away from the display, "what would you be studying perchance?"
She smiles, comfortable due to the latent effects of the charm, you didn't put in enough to drastically alter her mind. But enough that at the very least you seem friendly enough to talk to, it's a gift that she isn't shy. "I'm trying to study up more on the lost legends and history of Japan, my grandmother used to always tell me stories growing up and I found it such a shame how much has been lost."
You smile yourself, "a noble goal. But do not worry, we haven't all been forgotten."
She blinks. "We?"
You hold a finger to your lips. The claw extended out of your finger high enough to reach your eyes, causing hers to widen dramatically. "I'm just taking a memory and leaving a few others." You say with a wink.
"I... wha-" She begins.
"You will not remember what I look like if anyone asks, I will be nothing but a foggy memory. Do you normally work in this wing?" You ask, lacing your voice with charm again.
She shakes her head. "Normally the western wing."
You wave your hand, casting on her an illusion of a particularly out of shape looking male guard. "Head there, once you arrive you can do what you will."
She nods, tightening her grip on her bag before running back out of the room as you watch her curiously. A surprise for someone to be able to see so clearly through your illusions… and something you are grateful seems to be an unfound gift in Gensokyo.
Though with your luck lately…
Shaking your head you get back to work, claws popping out again as you carve a hole into the glass. With little effort, you carve a round hole into it, large enough to stick your hand through. With a grunt you stick your arms through the glass, hand reaching out and landing on the scabbard. With a brief application of magic, it shrinks down to about the size of a toy, enough for you to manipulate it back out and through the hole before you set it aside.
You then produce the pipe from your pocket and put it on the mount instead, draping the necklace around it moments later. Takeshi would have hated this place, then again he hated most places that didn't have expensive booze, cheap women, and vice-versa within spitting distance. Unfortunately, Tokyo isn't that kind of town, at least not this part of Tokyo.
With one more scratch of your claw, you carve your clans symbol below the mount, the sunrise with the rising grain. Not something you ever had much need for… and something you avoided displaying anything near openly, but now that the last of the bastards are dead you don't have anything else to particularly worry about either.
And besides, the message is clear.
'We're still here.'
At least it will when the illusion covering it fades in a day or two. That will be an amusing conversation.
- - -
You lay back into the bed with a sigh, Sanae's snoring the only sound in the room beyond the very distant sounds of the city that doesn't ever really shut off. The sword is in your pocket where it will stay the rest of the trip, the blade and scabbard about the size of a needle via your shapeshifting. It's a relief the shapeshifting works on divine materials, else things may have gotten a tad awkward.
Illusioned invisibility or not you couldn't fit that thing in a cab.
At least the bed is comfortable, you'll have a long day, even by your standards, tomorrow. But as long as Sanae is happy it'll be worth it, and you'll be attempting to experience every type of alcohol you can get your hands on in an attempt to drown out the sheer obnoxiousness of that particular part of town.
With that thought in mind, you slip away and fall asleep.
- - -
You wake up from the moment the sun hits your eyes. You stare up at the ceiling blearily, the construction rather better put together than your home back on the shrine. Though that one is far more precious to you than any hotel room money could buy.
You step off of the bed, the morning sunlight lighting up the whole hotel room and revealing Sanae lounging with all the grace a girl of her standing can muster. Namely in her pajamas, blankets on the floor, snoring as she somehow transitioned over the course of the night to laying across the bed crosswise. Her feet hanging off of the edge as she cuddles against a pillow she dragged across the bed with her.
Akihibara is probably going to be two day excursion knowing the girl, that section of town isn't big by Tokyo's standards but it is packed.
You grab your change of clothes and step into the shower, while before you had planned out your vacation a bit from memory… you knew what you wanted her to see and what you could buy here away from known seedy areas. Today you will just be playing watchdog while she has fun in her own little theme park.
… It's also probably good you immediately hid the bag of money lest she end up buying more than you can take home. Even with Yukari's assistance.
Either way, you'll let her have her fun today, you have some things to plan out while you can. This is a rare opportunity to bring in gifts from the outside, and goddesses know you have plenty of people you can butter up.
Yukari dropped quite a bit of money in your lap, you won't get ridiculous of course, but that doesn't mean you can't see some ways to make diplomacy easier. Or make an attempt to please Suwako now that the best goddess title has been transitioned over. She doesn't seem to take it quite as personally as Kanako does, though she may be in a 'big mode high' so to speak.
You cut off the water and step back out of the shower, shaving before changing into your clothes and stepping back out into the morning. It's only seven, the sun having newly risen. Sanae for her part is still asleep, probably enjoying the luxury of the most expensive bed she's ever been allowed to sleep in.
You step into the main room and pop the phone off of the wall, the room service at this level is complimentary, and you are going to abuse it till your tails fall off.
"Good morning Mr. Shinjo!" A peppy voice on the other line answers just seconds after you move the phone off of the hook. Another benefit, you don't have to dial in at this level either.
"Good morning." You reply quietly as to not wake up your current roommate.
"Are you looking to place an order for breakfast?" He asks.
You nod on reflex. "I am yes, and I was hoping the staff could fetch a few things for me today? All paid of course."
"Anything you wish sir, do you need to switch to a private line?"
"No that won't be necessary quite yet, here's what I'm looking for."
---
"So you'll want to write this down," you say, warning the staff member on the other line. "This list is rather long and I had some esoteric gifts in mind for friends back home."
The man on the other line keeps his pep. "I assure you sure our staffed is equipped to gather anything you may require."
You chuckle, pulling out the list you made earlier, "I do sincerely hope so."
- - -
After a long time spent listing your orders, followed by another period of confirming them with the attendant, you are satisfied, and order breakfast, the staff relieved at the normalcy of that order after the list you dumped on them previously. A nice, simple, Japanese breakfast; something that doesn't have to be sent by rail from Aomori.
The sun has already risen quite a bit more, and as if to celebrate that fact you hear a mighty yawn from the direction of the bedrooms as you walk over to check on the great wind maiden. She's rubbing her eyes, having shifted her position to be looking out over the city. The morning sunlight reflects off the glass of the buildings in a brilliant hue, a golden ocean of glass shimmering in the morning sunlight. You were always fond of this view; one of the few beauties the city truly gained when it was rebuilt.
You can be called old-fashioned all day, but you were never much one for the steel and glass monstrosities that passed for 'modern' design. Then again in your day, a building over two stories was generally a castle.
… Not that you haven't spent your fair amount of time in those either. Something Gensokyo noticeably lacks, the only one you've run across in an anywhere near traditional fashion is the inverted castle… which may be back to normal now.
That reminds you that you should probably make inroads to the Inchlings, their princess is quite fond of you so it may be a good way to have an advantage in political dealings. From what you recall they are a majority warrior society, going back to the days of Issun, not something you need immediately but… could be useful. Worst comes to worst you could see about having a nearly invisible bodyguard for the shrines. Assuming those get rebuilt anyway.
Another yawn gets your thoughts on track. The wind maiden tilting her neck from side to side, the faint sounds of popping filling the air as she cracks her neck. You walk around the bed and sit next to her. "Sleep well? You're waking up rather early."
She nods into the pillow, pulling her head the rest of the way up to rest her chin upon it. "I always wake up early, but getting out of the bed is a different matter entirely. What are you up so early for?"
You shrug your shoulders. "Work, planning out some things for the future and planning out today a bit… I've got a lot of work ahead of me when we get back to Gensokyo."
You've got to check up on Sukuna, the Fox Village, the Underground, hell you should probably check up on Raiko and the sisters as well. The application of berserk worries you still, it's true you have a knock-out method but the power boost such a thing provides is still utterly disastrous if it mixed with some of the heavy hitters you have encountered already an-
A hand pats at your leg.
"Vacation. No deep political thoughts right now." Sanae smiles and starts to pull herself out from under the covers. You must have been showing your thought process on your face, how unprofessional.
"Apologies, it's what I was hired for." She shoots you a look but doesn't respond, choosing instead to change subject.
"Breakfast?"
You nod. "Already ordered, you should have time to take a shower."
She hops off the bed and makes her way over to her clothes. "I was hoping to use the sauna this morning actually."
"If you want. I was planning on us going to Akihibara today."
There's a pause in her movements before she starts collecting clothes much more quickly. "Sauna would take too long, should just take a quick shower!" She speeds past you in a familiar green blur, causing you to chuckle.
"Take your time!" You call out. "We still have to eat breakfast, the city isn't going anywhere I assure you. Hasn't disappeared since '45!"
There's no clear sign she heard you, the sign of rushing water filtering into the room from the bathing area as she decides that a military shower is in order… In some ways she is more like the goddesses, well, Kanako, than she realizes. Goddesses help her when she has her mind set on something.
You return to gazing out of large windows, the traffic slower than usual a-
*Ring ring*
...Oh for crying out loud.
You push yourself off of the bed and make your way towards the front lobby of the suite. If this is room service they moved remarkably quickly… or were already cooking breakfast, which is the far more likely option.
You swing open the door, revealing the hallway and the clerk from before. Apparently, she has been assigned to deliver your food this morning, or perhaps she is assigned to the room in general. Either way you care far more about the two trays of food she has on the cart next to her.
"Good morning s-" The words die on her lips as she stares at you. Mouth slightly agape as pink rises in her cheeks a little.
"Good morning yourself…" You glance over at the nametag above her breast. "Yuki."
You reach across and move to grab both of the trays, "I shall not require assistance in setting up the food."
"I… er… I sir that is!" She starts but you just smile and nod.
"It's fine I assure you," and you grab the trays before closing the door, cutting her off.
The trays are rather warm, sticking to your hand slightly as you move to set them on the table. They must keep them hot like that so the food stays warm in transit, you'll need to warn Sanae to be careful about touching them… if you weren't a fox it would probably burn your hand.
You wonder what had her so bothered though, did you forget your suit? You glance down, ah, you have your slacks on but you had hung up the suit top during the night, your scars and musculature on display.
… Well, She already thought you had hired a prostitute. It hardly matters that now she also thinks you're a Yakuza thug, and the cuts and burned can't really be helped beyond illusioning them away.
"Breakfast is ready!"
- - -
"So," you start, popping another bit of the rice into your mouth. "Do you think the shrine is still standing?"
Her eyes dart to you momentarily before she goes for another Japanese style omelet. "Don't know don't care."
You arch a brow. "That's rather cavalier of you."
The shrine maiden shrugs. "Right now I'm in Tokyo and focused on that, the less I can worry about Gensokyo at the moment the better. I'm trying to relax thank you very much." As if to emphasize the point she points the chopsticks at you.
She returns them to her food moments later, wolfing it down with a speed comparable to the goddesses. Though this is less starvation or competition, more an urge to get it done with quickly so she can get to the meat of the day.
That doesn't keep her off your phone you notice, she's apparently enjoyed having the regular internet back instead of the sporadic news articles of Gensokyo.
You note she's been in 'food mode' less and less since you have arrived. You aren't quite sure what is up with that. At first you had thought it was merely her trying to stay away from the goddesses fighting for food but she has spaced out in other times as well. A small smile is on her face as she flicks across the screen with one hand, the other plucking at another bit of omelet with chopsticks.
… But there is no reason to bring up anything like that right now. Not on her vacation.
- - -
You step out of the station, stretching your arms. You much prefer walking but you know Sanae wouldn't appreciate that, so onto the horrors of the Metro on a weekend you went. You glance to your side to see a rather frazzled looking Sanae, her expression dour. "I know Osaka had a metro station, not used to it?"
She shakes her head and glares at you. "It was never that cramped, it was like a seafood can in that thing!"
"That is why I prefer walking, but somebody was in a hurry."
She growls, walking the rest of the way up the steps and turning towards you. "Then why didn't we take a taxi?!"
"Because being crushed to death in a metro is part of the Tokyo experience, and besides, some things are worth waiting for."
She blinks, then looks around curiously, and in an effort to not get her run over by the passengers coming out behind her. "I don't see anything?"
You nod. "We got a short walk, they don't have a station in Akihibara proper."
Sanae smiles and starts walking down the sidewalk towards the west. "Wrong way!"
She turns about on the spot, linking arms with you and dragging you on.
---
"This is amazing!" Sanae shouts, drawing a few heads in the process. It's the weekend so this section of town is closed to traffic and the people are out in full force. Cosplayers, musicians, various other underdressed people about to freeze to death in the winter weather.
"Wonderful yes," you reply, remembering her similar reaction to the dream. At least this time around you do not have to imagine up an entire ward with dream magic.
You grab her by the shoulder before she can take off. "Now remember, we don't have a budget per se but try not to go crazy, and remember we have to get it back to the hotel."
She nods vigorously, and you release her shoulder. Like a racehorse, that was all she needed to take off, your hand in hers as she drags you through the crowd.
---
You let out a sigh as you lean back further in the chair, the light padding serving as decent enough cushion as you watch the people pass by on the sidewalk and Sanae across the street. Sanae saw fit to search the local manga shops and you weren't about to fight your way inside, thankfully for about every shop they have, there is a convenient cafe nearby… and the rabbit cafe was one of the few that wasn't fetish related.
The tea is mediocre and overpriced, but it does save you from having to battle your way through people who see deodorant as a substitute for bathing. Of course, not everyone here is like that, in fact, the clear majority are perfectly normal hygienic people. Unfortunately, however your nose tends to focus on the more...distinct smells.
Still, the smell of the tea does wonders to mask it. The moment you set the cup down a young girl, nothing impressinve, is on the spot to fill it up again, a fake smile on her face doing little to hide precisely how much she hates this. To you anyway, it's actually quite a decent attempt. She bows lightly then heads back inside, the small bell above the door ringing as she does so.
It's a myriad crowd out today, all shapes, sizes, and genders. It's remarkable how different the people here are compared to those in Gensokyo. The villagers are... well, generally more fit in the way out of nessecity, while those on the outside are remarkably not. That isn't a bad thing, just a difference in lifestyles and needs, but it is still amusing to compare.
… To be honest you are far more used to the city folk.
There's the faint creaking of metal and a small furry figure hops up onto the table. A brown rabbit, its blue eyes looking up at you curiously, it's nose twitching slightly as it takes in your scent.
You look down at it and grin, your aura of a fox kicking in. The rabbit acknowledges the threat, squeaking and diving off the table to get back to the 'relative' safety of the shop. Poor thing must have been confused, a regular looking human that smelled like a fox. You don't have anything against the things but you don't need it going after your crackers either, the damn things are 1350 a pouch.
Your reach for the aforementioned crackers is interrupted by the dropping of a pair of bags onto your table. The things are positively garish, light pink with some exaggerated character you neither recognize nor want to know posing on the front. "Having fun?"
Sanae laughs with glee. "This is amazing!"
"You said that already." You glance up from the table to see Sanae smiling from ear to ear, it does in fact appear she found Disneyland after all. "But I'm glad you are enjoying yourself."
She nods so vigorously that her shoulders shake with the motion. "There's one more store here I want to check out, then we can move further down the street okay?"
You wave your hand dismissively. "You have your fun, I'm just people watching."
She doesn't bother to ask you along either way, happily running off while you watch over the bags in 'relative' peace. You reach for the crackers and pop the pouch open, tossing one into your mouth, not bad actually. Not worth the price but not ba-
… Another one of the little bastards has hopped onto the table. Ruby red eyes staring at you as you eat. You smile again, baring your fangs to make a point. Yet, to your surprise, the rabbit doesn't bolt, or move at all really. Its nose is still as it stares up at you. A faint shimmer is behind its eyes, a bit of invisible light revealing something quite other about the creature.
Ah fair enough, you smile more naturally, nodding to the rabbit. "Good morning."
It lightly bows its head then hops forward again, it squeaks, but behind the noise is a calm and level voice that humans can't hear. If high pitched. "Good morning fox-lord, do you bring news of the eternal land?"
"Eternal… are you speaking of Gensokyo?"
"I would be indeed, does the land fare well? I can scent the great hare upon you."
You shrug your shoulders. "Gensokyo is fine for the most part, but I am afraid I do not know this 'great hare' you speak of."
You pull out a cracker from the pack and flick it at the rabbit, it catching it out of the air deftly, faster than normal rabbits to be sure, and eats it quickly.
"My thanks, the pellets they serve here are quite bland, and that is good to hear. The great hare, would you perhaps know her by Tewi?"
Tewi… right, that rabbit woman who tried to pull a fast one on you. "I do know her yes, though only by passing truly, and yes she is fine as is the land. I'll be heading back there soon enough."
The rabbit stops its sniffing, its head tilting slightly as it speaks with no hidden amount of awe. "You can travel freely between the realms?"
"To an extent, I am here currently as the Madam Yakumo owed me a favor."
The rabbits eye's widen then it scrambles off the table, legs kicking as it attempts to find traction before bolting off the metal and onto the concrete, its youkai assisted legs launching it back into the cafe nearly as fast as you can track it.
You pop the rest of the crackers into your mouth and lean back in the chair, letting out a sigh as you let the sound of the city wash over you. You'd be surprised how much you could miss such a thi-
You hear more bags rustling and pop open an eye. Sanae is standing above you carrying another bag. "How on earth did you get back here so fast?"
She grins. "I knew what I was looking for! You ready to go?"
You glance back at the tea cup a moment, then nod your head, putting down some bills to pay for the meal. "I'm good, what's next?"
She points down the street towards a seven floored department store, a sign declaring each floor has 'Unique and Exclusive' items.
"...We're going through all seven floors of that aren't we?" You feel a small pit of dread forming in your stomach as you stare at the monstrous edifice to the gods of capitalism. It is a cruel and uncaring god, much like a few others you know. But this one offers no reward beyond long term suffering an cruel lies.
"Yes! Isn't it awesome?!" Sanae starts tugging at your arm to get you to move.
Awesome, that's a funny word, and you've made your entire life revolving around words. Generally attributed to something 'awe worthy' or 'magnificent' it can also mean something that is 'daunting' or causes 'great fear'. As you stare up at the idol of greed you know precisely which form of the word you are feeling at the moment.
You fight the sigh that is coming on and merely nod your head, it's her vacation after all. "Well… get your bags and we'll go."
The pulling stops, Sanae turning back to the table with a brief look of alarm. "Oh dear you're right, you'll be carrying the luggage for me."
"... I am?"
She starts grabbing the bags and looping them through your arms while you stand there like a particularly well dressed mannequin. "Who were you talking to by the way?"
You chuckle and glance back into the shop. A small host of bunnies is standing next to the windows, looking out at you with the gaze of fearful sentries. "Nobody."
- - -
You know, walking in here you figured you would regret your life choices. But this honestly isn't so bad. Well, you are being dragged around like a brain-dead boyfriend but honestly, it's a rather well put together place. Nothing that really interests you but it is at least colorful and interesting to look at.
Sanae isn't going as crazy with the spending here, merely drifting from shelf to shelf and taking it all in. Any she spends a particularly long time looking at you take a special note of, just in case they have it at a lower price in one of the other floors… a common practice in these kind of places.
All in all just normal stuff, though it never seemed like Sanae had many figures in general. Of which this store is almost entire of, that along with posters. Most of a kid friendly variety, but a few raise an eyebro-
You halt your walking. Sanae coming to a stumbling stop as well as she suddenly loses the ability to drag you around the store. Your eyes narrow as you take in the figure in the case in front of you.
Sanae looks at you and to the case with confusion. "See something you like?"
Your eyes narrow further as you take in the insulting piece of plastic in front of you. A 'sexy' fox girl, little more than a girl in a bikini with a pair of fox ears on her head and a single tail sticking out of her back.
Sanae finally notices what you are staring at and giggles. "Oh, I see! You want it?"
You growl. "I am going to burn that thing until it is little more than a puddle of molten plastic."
"I don't know… " Sanae smiles mischievously, "I kinda like it, maybe I should buy it."
"Then I would be forced to burn down the shrine lest it taint it with its very presence. I'm sure the goddesses would understand."
"Is it that bad?"
You nod your head. "That… is not how proper foxes act. We are a proud species, our skin is beautiful and is, of course, to be flaunted if necessary, but if you leave nothing to the imagination that whole advantage is lost. Even a prostitute much show some dignity."
Sanae hums thoughtfully, scratching her chin as she stares at the figure. "I dunno, it may be an effective way to bring people to the shrine if you took on that form."
You turn your glare from the figure to shrine maiden. "I do believe I attempted a similar angle but in a far more dignified fashion. You said no."
She shrugs. "You didn't have the fluffy bits out, that would have swayed opinion!"
You stare at her, wondering if perhaps you stare hard enough she may alight through a pyromantic power you do not have.
The shrine maiden merely giggles again before dragging you by the arm, "if you are a good boy I will get it for you."
And so your misery continues.
- - -
You adjust the bags under each arm and walk forward, the long day and fast approaching night doing little to stop the pep in Sanae's step. Walking in front of you with a wide grin you can see even from here. "Have a good time?"
She giggles. "That was worth waiting so long."
"Didn't think you would ever have a chance?"
She hits the button for the crosswalk and turns to face you. "Not since we moved to Gensokyo, I never had friends much by then so no harm there… but I had to give up on a lot of other desires as well." Her smile lowers a tad from 'exuberant child' to 'sweet memories'. "It was all worth it for those two to be better again."
"I suppose it would be, they are certainly lively, and I've seen what it was like when they weren't… not the most happy childhood."
She shrugs, turning back as the crosswalk chimes that it is safe to cross. "It worked out, and they did their best."
She turned out remarkably well for someone with such a… strange is the wrong word and traumatic is too much. Touch-and-go childhood, the girl does have some definite issues, but nothing so bad as many you've seen. Whether that is through sheer force of will, or just what makes Sanae Sanae you have yet to discern.
Seeing her this happy is all worth it.
You've just got a bit to go on ahead then you can get a cab, it's far easier to get one near the station than Akihibara. Of course that doesn't stop you run having to dodge people on the sidewalk as you move, you've transitioned from the handsome boyfriend to... well, you are still handsome just also now henpecked by appearances as Sanae has used all the force behind her puppy-dog eyes in order to not have to carry anything.
You would to begin with, but the girl does not believe in playing fair.
You aren't quite sure if that is a trait more of Kanako or Suwako, but either way you do believe they would be proud of how she weaponizes cute like a weapon. Truly if she were to pair up with Sukuna or Akyuu they would be an unstoppable force that would bring Gensokyo to its knees.
... Which may not be that farfected, it's something you are rather surprised the goddesses haven't tried already. Though the idea of Sanae as a selling point for a religion rather rubs you the wrong way.
"Just straight to the hotel?" Sanae asks, dragging you back out of your musings.
You nod, shifting the bags slightly so you can wave down a taxi in the moment, "that would be the case, we can order dinner when get back. My treat as usual."
The shrine maiden giggles. "Such a kind pet I have."
"More of a donkey at this point," you mutter as the taxi pulls up to you, loading the bag inside as the princess gets into the backseat.
The smile on her face is worth the effort.
- - -
You step back into your room and set the bags aside near the central table. The half dozen sealed packages already placed there shows the hotel got to work on at least some of your orders rather quickly. Sanae looks at them questionably. "Did we order something?"
"Yeah, just some things to bring back to Gensokyo. Diplomacy and politics mostly, though I got a few things for the goddesses."
She looks from them to you, curiosity flitting across her face. "Gifts?"
You sigh, placing the last of the bags down near the table. No, they weren't heavy but that doesn't stop the straps from digging into your arms, especially when you had to wait for a larger taxi. You rub the offending marks and turn to Sanae. "For the most part, they don't exactly have birthdays so I just was planning on giving them some gifts when I got back. Tribute and all that."
"Eh? They both have birthdays." Sanae utters out after a moment, looking at you like you had said something dearly wrong.
You pause, looking at her carefully. "They… do? I know Kanako was once human but Suwako didn't really have a birth."
She nods. "They picked my birthday as they date when I was left by the shrine, as for them… I picked out the dates for them when I grew up since they never really got to celebrate anything."
… Some bastard left a baby out in the middle of winter? If you ever find that son of a-
"So I made Kanako's January 1st and Suwako's January 2nd." She finishes, looking at you with a smile.
"So all three of you have birthdays within the span of a few weeks?"
She nods again. "Yep! Nice and easy!"
Well, yeah that will make things easier, though you are surprised Suwako wouldn't count the day she actually woke up. Then again she probably never cared for or put much thought into such a thing to begin with until Sanae brought it up.
Still, noted. "How much do they actually care about this?"
She shrugs, turning to grab the remote to the television. "When I was younger they would make a game of who got the best present from me… not that I really could get them much. It was mostly just a game for them. We haven't really done it since we came back to Gensokyo."
She flicks on the television, a small smile coming across her face. "Think I should get them a present?"
Your tone is flavored by your disbelief. "You weren't already?"
"Well, they mostly wouldn't be interested in anything I am, at least as far as my hobbies. I did get them a game or two I could frame as a present."
"Ah, you were just getting general gifts rather than a birthday present."
"For the most part," she says before moving over to relax on the couch. She nonchalantly kicks off her socks, leaning back against the soft fabric with a sigh. "Probably should get a bit more though, they are probably going rather stir crazy."
It's a nice television, though far too big to be put anywhere in the shrine practically unless Kanako felt the urge to replace the central mirror with it… actually, if you could get video footage of her fighting she would probably go for it.
Shaking your head you turn to get a drink and head to the balcony. "Well don't feel the need to rush, we still have plenty of time, figured we would be heading back to Akihibara tomorrow as well since you've barely seen half of it." You've actually never gotten the chance to enjoy an arcade, by the time they were really popular it was hard to stay 'solid' for long terms, so you would rather like to check some out while you are there as well.
You head out the sliding door and onto the balcony overlooking the city. While the sun may have gone down the brightness of the city proper has hardly dimmed, the natural light of the sun having been replaced by the bright lights of mankind's own creation. From up here, there is hardly any sound even with your hearing, the wind having done a good job at masking anything all the way up here.
It is a rather cold and windy night, but between your innate fox abilities and a warm drink, you're hardly bothered by it. It's hardly worse than any nights you spent in the past, back then you were very lucky if you even got the chance to sleep indoors at all once you stopped being able to interact with doors.
The city really hasn't changed all that much, certainly not in the last month and certainly not in the past fifty or so years. Technology will change, what people do day to day will change, but one thing you will learn is that humans hardly will. That's what you like about them to be honest, they stay rather honest and predictable even when they are lying through their teeth.
Well, that and after working with them for so many centuries it's hard to feel anything but a fondness for them. You'd be considered a rather bad fox all things considered for the amount of soft spots you have. It's nice to see this city again. You can't remember the last time you actually had a chance to show it to somebody, and never to someone quite as excited as she is.
You allow yourself to get lost in your memories for a while before the door slides open behind you. A familiar voice shivers slightly at the cold before walking up to lean over the railing next to you.
"Today was rather odd," she admits after a good minute of looking over the landscape.
"How so?"
She shrugs. "Deja vu? I could have sworn I recognized the street and about half the buildings there, not the interiors though. Just like… the shape of them."
"That's because you've seen it already," you reply dryly before taking another sip of your drink. It's good liquor, you may have to steal some for the trip back.
She blinks and looks over at you, her reply is elegant. "Eh?"
"I wandered into one of your dreams about… two weeks or so back," you begin. "I made you 'aware' that you were dreaming and so as an apology for barging in I took you to Akihibara as I knew it." You shrug your shoulders, "I never really went there besides walking through it, so I knew the layout but not the interiors. That's probably what you are remembering, you forgot the dream when you woke up however. But that's how I wound up with your Divine Virtue card."
She claps her hand to her lips. "Oh, goddesses that was you!"
"Hm?"
"I had a vague dream a while back about Tokyo that I couldn't really remember, but somebody was with me in it and I thought I was traveling with Suwako or Kanako!"
You nod. "Probably me then."
She blanches. "Tell me next time, that's just creepy!"
You give her an apologetic look. "Sorry, didn't really think about it. Besides, it was one of the main inspirations for..." you gesture out to the city, "all of this, so I figured you would appreciate it in hindsight."
That calms her, causing her to look back over the city again, eyes slowly moving from sight to sight.
It's a few minutes of quiet gazing before she speaks up again. "How badly did you miss this city?"
You shrug again. "A fair bit I suppose, though this city isn't the one I truly lived my life in. That was burned down a long time ago." There was always a certain mysticism towards destroyed structures, the spirit of the structure remains long after it's originally planks have been burned away. But you've seen enough homes of yours burned to the ground.
"I don't really miss Osaka… well, not for the same reasons you probably miss Tokyo."
"Oh?"
She bites her lip. "My mothers… they weren't the happiest, certainly not anywhere close to as lively as they are now. But there wasn't really any worries about attacks, or politics, or just… being anything other than a family. I would never take what they have now away from them, it feels me with happiness everytime I see them happy, everyday was a struggle for them when I was a child. But I do miss just being a family sometimes."
"I hardly think you aren't a family," you reply easily before turning to look at her fully. "I mean sure, Suwako isn't reading you books at night to put you to sleep but those two would do damn near anything for you."
"I know… I guess I'm just feeling a little greedy after all that happened today."
You reach out and pat her on the shoulder. "You barely have any greed in you. Trust me, I know what greed looks like."
She giggles. "Do I want to know?"
"Probably not."
She smiles then turns back to the view, softly humming as she looks over the landscape.
It's a familiar tune, and you allow it to fill the air as you stare out into the night. The wind seems to calm as she looks over the landscape, brief brushes of air playing with her hair as she sings with her eyes closed quietly. As if afraid her voice would awaken the city. You take a moment to simply relax, and melt into the tune, even humming along.
"I've heard Suwako sing that one before," you say quietly as she finishes.
"It's something she used to sing to me when I was little, it always stuck around in my head even now." Her smile turns a tad bittersweet, "there were times when it was my only reminder that she even existed."
"They did their best for you, far more than most would ever give them credit for if the saw them now. Though I'm hoping they didn't pick you for sparring matches until they got go Gensokyo."
She lets out a quiet breath. "Ayumu?"
"Hm?
"Why did you join us so quickly?"
"At the beginning?" You look down to the ground as you remember that day, it seems quite a ways back now. "I needed a place to stay. Well, that and I was afraid a fight was going to break out between Byakuren and Miko."
"Not that," she clarifies. "Why did you choose to become our shinshi?"
Ah.
You pause and think on the question. Another burst of wind across the balcony makes Sanae shiver, and almost on instinct, you summon your tails and wrap them around her. The soft hair insulates her as you pull her closer like you used to do with Amu and more recently Akyuu. "Well… I suppose I was just tired of being alone, I had been for a very long time. The only permanent fixtures in my life were long dead or impossibly out of touch, having either faded away or allowed age to catch up with them."
Miza, Takeshi, Iida, Amu, Harrowman, more people than you care to recall. "You seemed like a good bunch, and I didn't have anything else. Akyuu I suppose, but you have her in the running for adorableness."
Sanae doesn't respond to the compliment, merely pulling away from the balcony to lay back a little more into your tails for warmth before speaking. "I just, I know the goddesses can be difficult, but you've not only helped us so much but..." her arm gestures to the city. "All of this?"
You smile, reaching over to rub at her head. The shrine maiden leans into the gesture with a soft sigh. "I'd say it was worth it with how much fun you've had these past few days."
She smiles back, closing her eyes as the sounds of the city fade away.
"You know," She says in a murmur. "I always wondered about having what having other siblings would be like, a brother or a sister."
You smile softly, fingers threading through her hair. "Oh? I could tell you what it is like."
"No need." She shakes her slowly, her voice getting more tired and relaxed by the moment. "I think I have one already."
I… That's...
"...Yeah." Your tails close around her chest, just leaving her head as it leans against your shoulder. The sounds of the city are a distant memory as you focus on Sanae. "You do."
Chapter 95: A Dream Fulfilled
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After the… event, things haven't really changed that much between you and Sanae. The girl was always a bit clingy, and now she's just a bit more open about it. The girl is remarkably clingy, though you can probably attribute that to her background, just being able to touch the people she cares about is probably a rare boon.
But what you are truly getting at is hugs, she still won't stop hugging you. What started in Gensokyo has grown by orders of magnitude since coming to Tokyo, the sheer happiness she feels on a daily basis can seemingly only be assuaged by the proper application of bear hugs. It's drawn a few odd looks as you move about the city, but you both tend to draw odd looks in general, the girl is excitable.
What was originally going to be 'one more day' in Akihabara quickly turned into two, and maybe more if you hadn't almost physically dragged her to the other sights of the city.
- - -
"You don't play video games! How are you so good at this?!" Sanae sounds far more accusatory than you'd expect as the 'You Win!' text pops up on your side of the screen.
You chuckle and point to the little instructions printed along the cabinet that list the various instructions to perform the 'fighting' moves. "While you and your weaker human brain require rote memorization, I merely need to glance at the instructions to know them by heart. That and my reflexes are better than yours."
A mop of black hair peeks out from around the cabinet, blue eyes narrowed dangerously as she does her best Kanako-murder-face. It's an appreciable mimicry, but sadly the effect is rather diminished by her positively adorable growl. "I will end you."
Unfortunately, this did not work out for her, but you did win her a little stuffed... alien thing from the claw machine.
- - -
Once you had finally managed to get her out of Akihabara you took in some of the 'mundane' aspects of the city.
- - -
"This shrine is rather… boring," Sanae admits.
You shrug, staring up at the small red building sitting in the median between the two streets. You were heading over to a shop she was interested in when you wandered past the structure. The shrine is a squat thing, little more than a place to put offerings and prayers. It's in good condition, just…
"It's quaint and not exploding, so it works for me." You place a coin into the donation box, though don't clap your hands or offer any form of prayer. You then turn to the shrine maiden who has gone back to looking at the road. "It also doesn't have any holes in its roof, it isn't on fire, it hasn't disappeared, it hasn't beaten me up, and it doesn't watch me bathe. So it may just be an improvement."
"Now most of that is just a run of bad luck an-"
She pauses, looking back at you with a confused expression. "Watch you bathe?"
You look at her with your best confused expression. "What?"
"You said the shrine watches you bathe."
"No, I didn't."
"I distinctly heard you say that."
You shake your head. "That is just your human ears acting up, between the traffic and your excitement you are hearing things."
Her eyes narrow again. "Yes, I'm hearing lots of things. Like you, explaining yourself. Now."
You look past her. "Oh hey. Is that a manga shop? Fascinating, let's go over there where this conversation isn't happening."
You brush past the shrine maiden, whistling a jaunty little tune. "You will explain yourself."
"I absolutely will not, I am leaving this conversation at full speed."
"Hey!"
- - -
You successfully distracted her by illusioning up various anime characters she liked. As the old fox saying goes: if it's cheating but you aren't called out on it, then it's not cheating.
The rest of the week was mostly the same. Nothing ever quite topped Akihabara for her, though you hardly expected anything to even come close to doing so. But all good things come to an end, which is why you are currently pulling an entire luggage trolley out of the building and into the elevator that leads to the upper sidewalk.
- - -
"Still don't feel like helping?" You ask.
The shrine maiden shakes her head rather smugly keeping her hands in her pockets as she watches you load it in.
"Well fine then, see if I help you with anything when we get back to Gensokyo."
"Oh dear, however will I survive without the walking deathwish assisting me." She's snarking, you are so proud.
"How will you survive indeed without me to distract the goddesses. They might actually require you to do things beyond repairing the shrine, like politics."
You stare at her as you push the trolley the rest of the way into the elevator. Her brow has furrowed as she considers that angle. She then shakes her head.
"No, no you can keep with the politics, I am willing to tolerate you for that."
"But you still won't push the cart?"
"This is my vacation."
"Actually it's both of our vacations."
"Yet you are the silly one that is going along with it. Besides, about a quarter of that is yours."
"And yet I'm doing four quarters of the work." The elevator door closes and you select the option for sidewalk level.
"Please, hearing you whine is exhausting." She giggles. "Aren't you the one with super strength?"
You let go of the trolley and lean across the rails of it. "Sanae, I've lived this entire trip in fear someone is going to try the whole 'innocent' grope trick and you would launch them out of the ward."
She sticks out her tongue at you. "You would get to them first."
You nod. "Probably, but that is beside the point." With a ding the doors slide open again revealing the sidewalk, Sanae scoots out of the way and through the gap and you push it through right afterward. The metal trolley clicks and bumps on every lip of the sidewalk, making the trek around to the front of the building annoying if not particularly difficult.
You round the corner and come to a stop at the top of steps you arrived at previously. The sidewalk is thankfully rather sedate for the most part, it's the early morning rush to get to work but this is mostly just the hotel on this side of the park. Well, that and the shops, so you don't have much to worry about impeding foot traffic. Though you are still watching the cart like well, a fox, in case anyone gets any particularly clever ideas.
"Alright Yukari," you say aloud. "We are ready to go."
You hear a yawn and find reality being torn from under your feet. A worryingly familiar sensation of being torn in all directions. Then at once, you are gone.
- - -
In the time it takes you to realize you are traveling you find your feet back on the familiar stone path of the Moriya Shrine. The building is thankfully still intact, and it is the same time of day as well.
No new holes in the roof, the buildings are all there, the arena is... gone?
Your musings are interrupted by a burst of earth in front of you. Suwako pops up out of the earth with a wide grin on her face, her larger form displacing even more dirt than she usually does with that trick. "Yer back!"
The goddess steps forward and wraps her daughter in a hug, rather unusual for the goddess... but she probably missed her daughter. The shrine maiden squirms for a bit before returning it. The front door of the shrine door slides open half a second later to reveal Kanako, a wide smile on her face as well. "So, you have returned!"
You gesture to Sanae with a nod and turn back to your luggage… you know you were rather hoping you were going to end up with the trolley as well but it appears Yukari was in no mood to be specific. A yawn gets your attention just as you start to sort out the boxes. You glance up to see Yukari hanging out of a gap, one hand covering her mouth while the other dangles lazily out of the portal much like one would a window.
"Enjoy yourself?" The gap mistress asks.
You nod. "I did yes, I appreciate it."
She smiles then slides back into the gap, one hand waving lazily. "I'll drop off the little cart later, you have fun now~" With that the tear in reality seals itself back up again
The conversation is only just getting started in the background. The shrine maiden going into great detail about how amazing Tokyo was and how much she is happy to see them both again in equal measure. You have a feeling you'll never quite top that birthday present but it was quite worth it in your humble opinion.
You collect the first load in your arms and start walking towards the front door, causing all three of them to pause in their discussion to watch you.
Suwako whistles at the pile of boxes appreciatively. "Myriad gods girl, did ya plan on fittin' this all in yer room?"
Sanae shakes her head, pointing back at the cart. "Actually about a quarter of this is Ayumu's."
Both goddesses look at you in curiosity... well, Kanako looks at you in curiosity, Suwako's is merely the familiar blank expression she is so fond of at times.
"Ah don't think that's gonna fit in yer room either, Shinshi."
You look at the pile behind you and shrug your shoulders, readjusting the packages in your grip. "About... ninety percent of that is presents. I didn't get much for myself, diplomacy stuff."
The silence afterward is both palpable and awkward. Sanae in particular's expression is almost… resigned.
...What?
- - -
The goddesses thankfully helped you move the rest inside, Sanae as well for the first time this trip. With all the help it only takes about a minute to move all the bags and boxes into the main hall of the shrine. The interior is thankfully in the same shape as the outside; undamaged and without claw marks.
Right… so you'll need to sort when to give most of these out exactly. Perhaps you went a bit overkill but there are few things more appreciated than material goods and luxuries, it has been the cornerstone of diplomacy since the concept itself was invented and you shall not want for resources in that regard if you can help it.
"I got stuff for you two!" Sanae's excited voice carries on in the background, you've already shifted her luggage away from yours. "You'll have to wait for your birthdays for the rest but here you go!"
… Right good idea. You move the last of the sacks out of the way and set Kanako and Suwako's bundles aside. Hefting them both up and moving towards the goddesses, the clinking of glass signifying your approach as you walk.
Suwako is holding a new calligraphy set and some games, while Kanako has what appears to be a small stack of… books? And a small silver necklace. You vaguely recall the necklace in the mass blur of stores at the mall on the bay, but you had assumed Sanae was picking that out for herself.
"Ya come to pay tribute?"
You nod. "Tribute for my most magnanimous goddesses." You hold out the first two boxes. "Kanako?"
The goddess raises a brow and accepts the stack, setting the other one on the floor while she opens the first with her nail, revealing the set of spices and hot powder. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she looks down at the bounty before her.
"I figured since you and I both have more… resistant tastes than the other two we could make separate dishes at some point. I know you have a fondness for spices so I picked some up while were there."
You then gesture to the larger box at her feet. "That's part of it as well."
The goddess gingerly sets the first box down and opens the second revealing the assembled mass of liquor.
"Some of the finest stock in Tokyo." Sanae blanches a little as Kanako reaches for one of the bottles, inspecting it curiously. She… probably, doesn't have anything to worry about in regards to drinking. Both in that this is human booze, not tengu, so it shouldn't be quite as strong... and you don't know if Kanako is going to be willing to share.
"An appreciated gift Shinshi." Kanako says after setting the box back down.
"Appreciated indeed, ah do hope mine are quite as nice," Suwako adds. You can sense the… danger in those words.
You offer her a set of three boxes, one more than Kanako as the goddess is already getting a rather large gift in the sword… even if she doesn't know it yet.
The frog goddess giggles in delight and opens the first, revealing a small little plastic container containing a bullfrog. Suwako gasps in delight and lets out a little coo like you had just shown her an adorable puppy. "Well ain't ya ah cute little guy?"
"I asked around for pet shops and one of them had a foreign breed, thought you might appreciate it."
"Ah do!" She says with a giggle before popping open the top of the container. The bullfrog lets out a croak before hopping up onto her hand then moving to perch on her shoulder. "Well ain't ya a friendly little fella?" She reaches up to rub it, eliciting another croak from it as its eyes close.
… Maybe it thought she was its mother.
"Ah'll need to name ya, but first what else ya get me?"
You hand her the next box. "This one isn't alive."
She opens it carefully, more out of not wanting to swing her shoulder too much as she works. Inside is a small glass jar, a trio of white bulbous mushrooms within.
"I'm not one for Mycology, but thankfully the hotel stuff was rather accommodating. This is a death angel, doesn't do anything at first, but after about a day the effects are near irreversible and it hurts the entire time you die."
The goddess lets out a decidedly evil giggle. "Ya treat me so well Shinshi, could always use more tasty stock. What's the last box?"
You bend down and grab it yourself, popping off the top before offering it to the goddess. The small rectangular boxes within jiggling a little as you shift it in your grip. "I noticed you had some last time so I thought you would appreciate some incense from the outside, I don't think Gensokyo would have the most varied stock in the world."
The goddess whistles appreciatively. "This doesn't exactly make up fer the best goddess bit but ah suppose it's good ya like me more than Kanako, got me more presents and all."
"Indeed," Kanako says quietly.
"It's not like that… and I want no part of a birthday gift war. On my birthday or anyone else's thank you."
"When is yours anyway?" Sanae asks, looking over to you. "You've never mentioned it."
"Late last month but I didn't particularly care to note it, we don't really celebrate birthdays in fox society due to the length of our lives. Besides, four-hundred and eighty… something is a bit much for birthday candles."
Sanae looks more than a little affronted as she stomps over and pokes a finger in your face. "I will be getting you a birthday present… once I figure out if you have anything you actually enjoy in life!"
"I enjoy peace, quiet and books, the second of which I got for myself this trip thank you. Along with a few other hobbies I am returning to. Shouldn't you be giving Kanako her last present anyway?"
Her look of frustration shifts to that of confusion. "Last… present?"
"Yeah," you raise a hand and point towards one of the wrapped boxes in the back. A long tube you snuck in there this morning. "That package there in the back remember?"
Sanae tilts her head but walks over to it after a moment, grabbing the long wrapped present and walking it over to Kanako.
The goddess accepts the offering, tearing off the wrapping paper and revealing the long cardboard tube within. She pops off the top and turns the container over, a sword in scabbard sliding out to land in her grip. It's a pretty thing, long black lacquered wood with a familiar snake sigil running down the length of it, golden of course.
Kanako stares at it, eyes having widened dramatically. Her mouth is agape in the most shocked version of her expressions you may have seen… ever. She raises up a hand and draws the blade out of the scabbard, it is near completely silent as she draws it. A fine steel blade reveals itself, even in the duller lighting of the interior it shines finely, a mark of its divine heritage. The steel is unpatterned and unmarked, simply a near perfect piece of sharpened steel.
She doesn't say anything while Sanae shoots you a particularly scathing look. You can only shrug your shoulders in response. You were absolutely not giving the blade to Kanako yourself, that would set a precedent that would you never be able to practically match. You will happily give Sanae a gift every year… but trying to balance out the goddesses would both be an exercise in frustration and futility, and they would make the 'spars' nastier.
With a click the blade is sheathed back into the scabbard. Kanako looks over to Sanae. "I thank you for the gifts, please when you have the chance move them out of the main hall. I must speak to our Shinshi a moment."
Kanako walks past you and grabs you by your suit sleeve, not quite dragging but 'guiding' you towards the front entrance. Sanae looks as if she wants to object but Suwako stops her before she gets the chance, hefting up a load of the bags Sanae brought and handing it to the girl. "Let's get this put away then ya can tell me more about yer trip."
You quickly lose sight of them as the door closes behind you seemingly of its own will. Two thoughts immediately come to mind.
The first is that you are going to die. You expected they would end up killing you at some point, so it might as well be after a highpoint. The second is that it isn't too bad since you were looking for an opportunity to talk to her anyway.
- - -
Kanako leads you out of the shrine and down the back steps into the arena. It's had some changes since you were last here. Onbashira pillars are spread about the place like the ones cornering the shrine, ropes, and talismans hanging from their tops. In the very center itself is a small pit, little more than a good dozen feet across with a pair of stairs going down into it. It reminds you of how the arena looked back in that dream, minus the buildings and training shrine maidens.
Hopefully, you'll get both of those added at some point as well, though you don't know what you would do with a core of combat maidens. Well, you know what the goddesses would do, but you are far more in the political side of things.
… Though an army is a good argument in most scenarios.
You are led down the stairs and into the arena proper, the goddess finally allowing your sleeve to go free. She walks to the other side of the pit, turning around to face you with her hand on the sheathed blade.
A look of… frustration, perhaps worry plays across her face briefly before she lets out a deep breath. She draws the blade, the metal glinting in the morning light, she holds it out straight in front of her a moment, the tip pointing at you. Then with a snap of her wrist, she flourishes the blade, the steel singing as it spins in her grip and comes to rest back in its sheath once again. "I have no means of repaying this gift."
You shrug. "That's unfortunate, but I don't think Sanae wants you to."
The goddess frowns. "This blade was put into a museum, and my daughter is not capable of stealing anything." She looks down at the blade, then back up at you. "I doubt you bought it either, therefore I know you absconded with it."
"I may have, but I'll take no credit for it." You hold her gaze for a few seconds before she turns to the blade itself.
She smiles, one of her calmer ones. "The blade's name is Inazuma, one of the finest blades I ever made, though humans would not be able to use its gifts." She places her hand on the blade grip and the snake sigil along the length glows briefly. Then with a rush of air she draws the blade once more, far faster than last time causing a scything blade of wind to rocket out and force you to briefly step back. A crack of thunder sounds immediately after causing you to look up. The sky is still clear, yet the rumble echoes into the distance.
"While the staff is a fine weapon, my focus is on the blade. Perhaps it is time you learned about it as well."
You raise a hand. "I do not think that is a particularly great id-"
"Summon your staff."
The staff appears in your grip immediately after she says that, instinct kicking in at that point. You raise it up in a 'blocking' position across your body.
Kanako smirks and walks over. "I am wielding a sword, not a staff for today's spar." She adjusts your grip on the weapon, moving your hands down to a lower grip and allowing the staff to lean forwards. "The staff is similar to a spear in many regards, you have the advantage of reach and can more easily punish mistakes than a blade. Of course at close range you are at a severe disadvantage, but you still have your advantages."
She steps back and holds the blade out in front of her. "Swing at my blade."
"I'm… not particularly comfortable training with sharp edges."
She chuckles, something that is becoming more common the longer you know her it seems. "I can throw Onbashira at you if you would prefer to train with blunt weapons."
In a single step, you snap the staff out, raising it briefly before swinging it to her side. The wood collides with the metal with a sharp crack. The sword shifts in her grip, her wrist twisting as the blade is pushed out of the way. You hold that position, the staff resting on the sword at an angle.
Kanako speaks up. "It is at this point you could thrust forward for a good hit against your opponent, the staff is a difficult weapon to parry, due to the sheer mass. Now do so again."
You lift the weapon back and swing it again, at the same moment she raises the blade up as well. The sword meets the staff mid-motion and causes it to bounce back. With a large step forward she grabs the staff, yanking it forward and sending you off balance. Her grip on the sword loosens and she swings in downwards, the motion so quick you can't even react before you find the flat of the blade slapping against your stomach and knocking the air out of you.
As it connects you hear the close sound of lightning crashing, and a brief flash of light shines above you. That's either the actual electric discharge in the air or she managed to hit you hard enough in the stomach you are seeing stars as you stagger back.
The staff falls harmlessly to the ground and you clutch your stomach with a groan. "That blade is rather flashy."
She laughs and sheathes the blade once more. "The blade is not flashy Ayumu, it is merely the image of its maker." Her face turns into a grin, the more familiar malicious one. "It is the storm itself!"
You grab the staff again and get into the guard position she showed you, her hand moving to her blade as you get ready to spar again.
At least she is in a good mood, and you know from experience that she gets chatty when she spars.
Chapter 96: Similar Beginnings
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You swing the staff, the wood arcing through the air before colliding with her forearm and bouncing off. To be fair you weren't putting any strength at all into the blow, but it still is a rather disheartening sight to see… though this is the same woman who caught a blade with her arms.
In a moment she is on you, stepping forward and grabbing the staff. She yanks forward and you allow it to sail out of your grip. You duck low as she swings for your shoulder and throw your leg out in a sweeping arc towards her feet. This move, like the others, fails miserably. She lifts her left leg at the last moment and your foot passes harmlessly by her, only for her to lash that same foot into your chest, sending you back into the dirt with a gasp.
Before you can even think about pushing yourself back up her shoe is on your chest, the point of her blade at your throat. You let out a tired groan and stare up at the goddess, the familiar smirk of victory on her face as the storm rumbles overhead. "I'd surrender but past at this point I would just be repeating myself."
"It is my duty as the best goddess to teach you in the most efficient manner I can. It is paramount that you learn how to defend yourself from weapons."
"I take it that means you are trying to break my ribs for a purpose?"
"Beyond my own amusement? Yes." She reaches down and grabs you by the collar, lifting you back up onto unsteady feet. "While you have good instincts you need to be taught proper form and muscle memory, and I am uniquely suited to teaching you."
You had been worried at first that she would be… angry or annoyed when you returned with her blade, but she's been relatively cheerful ever since she started sparring with you. Whether that's because you gave her such a gift, or because she simply likes bestowing one-sided beatdowns is up in the air really.
Either way, as long as she is in a good mood this conversation will be… easier, but you will still have to approach it carefully. "So, what is the story of that blade?"
She steps away from you, walking back across the fighting pit as she looks at the blade in question. "This blade was one of the finest creations, and one of the last I gave up for Sanae's sake."
"Did you regret it?"
She looks at the blade a moment longer then turns to face you. "Not for a moment, while I had to give up my past for her future… no, I did not regret it then and I do not regret it now." Her voice is as firm as it always is, proud and resolute of her decisions. You suppose you look up to that. You were never a religious person, well, you were once, but there is always something you can admire in the goddesses. Kanako especially once you gained a better view of her past.
"You did well for her, though I do wonder if you hit her quite as hard when you were training."
She puts her blade back into a guard stance as a smile comes across her face. "I would never hurt my daughter, but our Shinshi is fair game. If you wish to serve the Moriya you had best learn to fight."
You raise the staff in the guard she showed you earlier. "I don't mind… Well, I do mind, but I also see the reasons for it. I was hoping to talk to you privately anyway."
Her eyes narrow, the sword shifting slightly. "How private?"
"Private enough that I didn't want to talk about it around Sanae, two things really, one is just about what we are doing going forward, the other is awkward and pertains to my past and yours… Mume specifically." There really isn't a better way to segway into this conversation to be honest, she could either react to that slightly poorly or very poorly.
"Ah, you wish to speak of the Mume dream."
… Or she could react like that. "You remember?"
Her smile flattens. "It is a dream that has followed me all of my life, and each night I remember it vividly. I recall your intrusion as well, though not all the exact details." She steps forward, sword held ready as she starts the practice again. You act as well, stepping to the side to circle the arena with your staff at the ready as she approaches.
"Why… didn't you mention this?"
She doesn't reply with words. Instead she strikes, her sword colliding with your staff with a crack. You tilt the staff as she hits it, the metal blade skipping off of it in a rough approximation of a parry she showed you. While against a human that move would allow you a moment to counter-attack, with a war goddess it is nothing but a prelude to the chorus of blows she starts raining down upon you. Your senses are the only thing that allows you to keep up as you twist and turn and keep the staff moving, the days efforts and her deliberately repetitive moments helping already.
She speaks calmly as if the rain of blows aren't really taking anything out of her. Though to be fair they more than likely aren't. "You walk through dreams, it has happened and it shall continue happening." She swings the blades upwards against the staff and it catches and pulls it up towards the sky. You have to lean back to keep it from hitting you in the face… yet that moment was all she needed as a foot collides with your stomach and sends you flopping back into the wall of the pit.
When you open your eyes again her sword is poking you in the chest, storm clouds rumbling overhead as she looks down at you with that flat expression. "You did not see anything I keep secret. It was merely my life, a long time ago. I was more curious if you were ever going to mention it."
You stare up at her as you try to figure out what to say. A peal of thunder sounds through the sky without any lightning to pre-empt it. "I… don't know how it ended, and if you aren't comfortable talking about it I don't need to hear it. But I've been to battlefields old and modern and that one was especially bad, yet here you are having risen from it."
You push yourself off the ground, your staff pressed into the dirt as you use it to balance yourself as you rise. "I lost everything and was little more than a vagrant for two hundred years."
She lifts up her sword and steps back. "Guard yourself."
You raise the staff as she commands and she swings a lazy blow that you parry easily. This continues several more times as neither of you says anything. The blows are slow even by human standards, and you parrying the hits easily, the only sound the clack of metal against wood and the distant rumbles of thunder with every hit of her blade.
"To survive as long as you did is commendable, especially now that I have borne witness to your assailants." She continues the slow and lazy strikes, one hand placed at her hip as the other swings the blade.
"That's all I did; survive. You thrived. I just wanted to continue living… and I didn't realize how empty I was until recently."
She frowns briefly before swinging the sword so fast even your eyes can barely track it. There's a bright flash of lightning in the sky as the sword collides edge first with your staff and sends it flying out of your hands to collide with the dirt wall of the pit.
"My daughter did not bring home an empty shell." You blink as you stare at the blade now pointing about an inch away from your nose, your eyes going cross to stare at it. "Despite how gifted you are at reading other people, you are not particularly difficult to read yourself. At least, once you allowed your guard to fall around us."
She reaches up behind her head and pulls the hair band free, her purple locks falling down to her back before she ties it up in the same ponytail Mume wore. "Come with me," she says before she turns on the spot and starts to walk out of the pit.
You stare after her a moment before following her.
- - -
She leads you down the hill and to the clearing where the old shrine buildings are, the desolate structures are all that remain of the 'grand shrine' as it was.
"You asked earlier if we had plans on rebuilding these, and I have thought on it." Kanako stands and looks over them all, her sword held at her side as she studies each one in turn. "They shall be rebuilt after the roadside shrines have been restored. The work on them has already commenced since you and Sanae have been away."
"What shall we use these for? Additional shrine maidens?" You gesture to the derelict structures.
She nods. "Just rebuilding them on their own provides faith, though only a small amount, but if the shrine is to grow we need space. I want shrine maidens and followers, not clones." She walks into the middle of the arena and readies her sword again as she faces you. "Those who lived here are dead, but they can be replaced. Much like Mume."
You raise your staff. "What… do you mean by that?"
"I was, and am Mume, but I am Kanako Yasaka. They are different people, while we may share the same body and form, the spirit inside is forever changed."
"You've disenfranchised yourself from your human half?"
She shakes her head, adjusting the sword so that she grips it in both hands. "Apotheosis, I had to leave my human self behind."
She takes a long step forward, the sword swinging for your shoulder. Your staff is up in an instant, the flat of her blade meeting the tip of your staff and tilting it to the side. She presses down, her strength pushing against yours as she speaks. "The dream rarely shows how the battle ended, I always awoke before it reaches that point so it does not surprise me that you didn't see it in full."
She twists the blade, the flat of it landing on top of your staff and forcing it down to the ground. She surges forward, kicking the staff away before swinging the blade towards you. You leap back and catch yourself against a tree, ducking low as the edge of the blade cuts into the bark and tears out a large chunk of it in the process.
You roll to the side, cold dirt rubbing against your skin as you come to a kneeling stop next one of the collapsed buildings. She turns to face you again, the sword held lazily at her side as she stares down at you. There's another flash as lightning arcs through the sky, neither of you speaking for a long moment before she closes her eyes and lets out a deep breath.
"Mume fled the battle." Hey eyes open again, her mouth held in a flat line that betrays no emotion. "She fled the battle and ran into the forest, leaving her weapon and honor behind. She was found by others and brought back to her senses… from there she rebuilt herself and became Kanako Yasaka."
She… fled.
"Those who assisted her have long since faded away into non-existence, their followers gone. I am the last."
"I… had expected Mume to have tried to go down in a blaze of glory, or surrender from what I saw in the dream, no offense."
She shakes her head. "She fled, the curse snakes and the still living soldiers ignoring her. Perhaps she was let go to spread a message, or perhaps it was pity. I have never asked nor do I care to know. All that matters was that Mume lived until the moment she ceased to be."
She waves her hand, and your staff raises from the ground to fly into your hands. "I did not mind you bearing witness to the dream as her and myself are no longer the same person." Without telling you to guard yourself she starts the training again, the blade swinging slowly to get you used to parrying like she did earlier.
Your mind is only half focused on the training itself, your mind processing the new information she has given you. It takes several minutes before you finally decide what to say.
"It… doesn't change what I said though, you got through it and became a goddess. I can't help but admire that compared to how I did it."
Her blade stops in the air, her eyes looking at you curiously as you speak.
"My entire life fell apart and I just… sat in the pieces, but you were able to use it and become a god."
A long silence passes between the two of you before she steps forward. She grabs the staff and adjusts it in your grip. A small smile comes across her face as she speaks up. "I see, to be inspired by your goddess is a perfectly normal thing. As a ward of the Moriya I shall make you proud yet. Now, guard yourself."
She steps back and holds the blade at the ready, the smile on her face is bright and may just be the most human you've seen on her along with a hint of mirth to her voice. Alas, any possible good feelings are put on hold as with a crack of thunder, the beating begins again.
- - -
You lean against the tree, arms quaking a little as they rest from the repeated hammer blows sent against them. You'll admit the training is very effective, it just also hurts quite badly after a while.
Kanako is standing in the middle of the clearing, looking up at the sky as it clears, the storm clouds fading away and revealing the sun for the first time in several hours. It's already past noon and with your arms as they are you'll probably just relax the rest of the day before planning out your moves going forwards. Goddesses know you have enough to tackle, but at least now you have fewer surprises to worry about.
"What was the second discussion?" Kanako asks, causing you to focus on her again. She has turned away from the sky to look at you with a curious expression.
… After the reveal about Mume and during the continuing practice you had plainly forgotten to bring it up. "Apologies, yes, we need to discuss The Underground."
"Oh?"
You nod, pushing yourself off of the tree. "We have a lot of people to win over down there, and I'm am working on some ideas myself. Boost their economy, develop agriculture, that kind of thing. We have an in with the Oni in the form of Yuugi, and Satori is… mostly on our side."
You flex the fingers on your right hand experimentally, wincing a little as the tingling is replaced by a sharp pain. Your regeneration can heal wounds, but soreness? Bit trickier. "Yuugi has also asked for an apology, while I do not believein the slightest that this situation will not be resolved without fighting… I do not believe an all-out brawl is the best way to approach this."
She crosses her arms underneath her chest. "I shall consider speaking to the Oni, but I believe due to the combative nature of the underground, on top of their past grievances, that it would be best for the people of the underground to get out their anger in the most natural fashion available to them." She smiles, then starts to walk forward and past you towards the steps that lead up the shrine. "I have no qualms with you seeking out diplomatic solutions and additions, but I am still going with my own plan. The incident was of my own creation and I shall take the lead in solving it once the road shrine shrines are repaired."
With that she walks out of sight, leaving you alone in the clearing.
Right… that's something to figure out.
- - -
You step out of the shower with a relieved sigh, while it may be true the one in the hotel was nicer. Which while it most certainly was, nothing quite beats your own home at the end of the day. Stopping in front of the mirror you tilt your head from side to side with a frown, you haven't bothered shaving in a week either. A few minutes of careful claw work later and you are as breathtakingly handsome as usual, not that most Youkai appreciate such things.
… You need to do some more work in the Human Village to get your ego back, though perhaps Keine wouldn't appreciate that very much. "Hey, Suwako?" you call out as you finish the last of the shaving. Silence is the response at first before a muffled "what?" sounds from behind the door.
You don't fight the smile that comes to your face, jokes aside you doubt she watches you bath, but by nature she hears everything said on the shrine so she is already around. "Who is cooking tonight and what is for dinner?"
"Ah'm cooking tonight, some rice ah'm thinkin'. Sanae's taking over tomorrow, we ain't been able to drag 'er out of her room since she finished tellin' us all about the trip. Well, tellin' me anyway, ya were gone for awhile."
"I'm sure she'll bug Kanako in due time, the goddess was eager to play with her new toy."
She doesn't respond to that, choosing instead to change the subject after a few moments of silence. "What ya gonna work on next?"
"Not sure yet, I'll have to think on it. Probably deal with the gifts first, bribery is the first step in good relations. After that? Not sure yet."
"A tried an' true art if there ever was one. 'Sides intercourse, probably."
You chuckle and start pulling the rest of your clothes on. "Agreed but I doubt some of the recipients would be open to such advances, Gensokyo is a fighty place. I do not want to give anyone a reason if I can avoid it." You walk over and slide the door open to look at the goddess. She's leaning back against the wall, the door to the garden is open besides her and letting in some fresh air.
"Well ah didn't suggest ya should try it, but how ya approach diplomacy is your business, not mine."
"It's a good business, long as you don't get your head chopped off… and that's only happened once."
Her expression turns curious. "Ya got your head chopped off?"
"Almost," you pull the shirt of the rest of the way on lean against the doorframe. "Fallout from a job I got involved in. I just swapped myself for another guy on death row and hightailed it out of there."
"So what your gettin' at is that almost dying is more of a hobby for ya at this point versus an unfortunate circumstance."
You open your mouth to answer then pause… she does have a point. "It disturbs me I can't refute that."
"Probably shouldn't," she shrugs her shoulders then starts falling into the floor. "Ah find it amusin' anyway." With that she disappears into it and out of sight.
Someday you will get used to that, but it will not be this day.
- - -
You step back into your bedroom and smile at the sight of your bed. The one in the hotel was nice but smelled… weird. Too much fragrance, not enough nature.
Dinner went well enough, blessedly quiet if you filtered out Sanae's monologue to Kanako, which was basically white noise anyway, since you barely heard a gap between the words. The goddess put up a brave front to the onslaught, but much like your arms earlier she could only take so much before she completely zoned out. If Sanae noticed she didn't particularly care, instead of the television being the main source of noise it was the shrine maiden the whole evening.
Yet… you don't really mind. Seeing her that happy makes it all worth it.
You hang your suit back up onto the rack and turn towards your bed… and the small stack of spellcards besides it.
Hmm...
Chapter 97: Late Christmas
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Well, it's been a while actually since you've attempted to make a spellcard… the last attempt wasn't exactly anything near pleasant. Though admittedly 'a while' is relative, it's hard to remember at times you've only been here a month.
If you survive to see next Christmas you will honestly be very surprised. Though perhaps via sheer Moriya-Brand stubbornness you will just squeeze by living if not unscathed. With that lovely thought in mind, you pull a spellcard from the stack and focus on the blank design.
With a brief surge of your magic the card alights golden, the effect is brief and the moment passes quickly and peacefully by spellcard standards. Your magic was only touched faintly and the light fades away to reveal the new design.
It reveals a sitting fox in silhouetted black surrounded by what appears to be piled scrolls and books. An image of a forest behind him going back far into the distance.
Golden text at the bottom reads.
Fox Sign - Foxes Memory
Interesting…
Well, that will need testing later, you gently set it down on the stack of cards and pulls the covers off of your bedspread. It's good to be back, but tomorrow you will need to get back to work. You certainly have enough to do, but considering how aimless things were before you can't really find it in yourself to complain either.
You lay back onto the bed and stare up at the ceiling, relaxing and thinking as you think up your options ahead.
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Well, you had best get started with giving out the gifts. The less time you sit on them the better to be honest, though how you give them out may be important as well, those who go last may feel stilted… if they find out in any regards.
Keine you doubt will care, Akyuu would, of course, cause a fuss, but she always did and always will. She never had and cannot have siblings of her own so the moment you entered the picture long term she latched onto you like rice glue. Though you suppose you cannot blame her for that, the same happened from your end after all. So probably Akyuu first, then Keine, then… Yuuka. You doubt she would be bothered either but she has one of the larger gifts so it would be good to get that out of the way, besides, the woman is friendly and you'll take a friendly face wherever you can get them.
You've had some ideas about boosting the agriculture of The Underground as well and she may be able to help with that. It would be good to get that out of the way quickly before Kanako starts her plan. You aren't particularly worried that Kanako couldn't handle it, but something about Danjuro's words stuck with you. The Underground has good reason to be angry and he admitted, though perhaps mockingly, that he had nothing to do with the destruction of the shrines. Of course, whether you can take his words at face value is another matter entirely. But still, in politics generally the upfront approach is the worst one you can possibly take, there is always more angles than you could possibly see.
You are going to be busy the next long while, but you really can't complain. That, and hopefully you can use all this diplomacy as an excuse to ask for a salary. Bribe money is important, as is being able to pay for your own meals outside of the shrine.
Shouldn't take more than a few days to get that all sorted out either way. As you let your mind relax, you find sleep comes easy.
- - -
This… this is a good way to spend a day. Some pleasant summer's sunshine, some nice healthy grass, and a lovely new book to read and pass the time wit-
"Ayumu!"
You raise the book on instinct as a little ball of fur dives into your lap. A barrage of nuzzling and giggling coming from your assailant. It places its paws on your chest as it looks up at you. "Afternoon Akiya, mom need me for something?" You aren't sure why she is in fox form at the moment but she is adorable so she can get away with it.
She pats her paws on your chest much like one would a drum, her eyes alight with amusement as she stares up at you. Her single tail is swishing behind her happily. You raise an eyebrow in response.
Her paws rapidly beat back and forth as someone would on a drum before she yips happily. "Dad wants to speak to you!"
"Ah, I don't suppose you would ever want to see me with good news would you?"
The patting stops her, and her fox-face shifts to a look of annoyance. "But that is good news! Dad said he had something special to talk to you about!"
You reach down and rub her head, her ears smooshing under your hand before perking back up as she giggles again. "Probably just more illusion training unless he wants me to get married now, heard him talking about that recently."
Akiya gasps, her form twitches slightly before with a hazy shimmer of light she stands there in her normal form. Both of her hands now human instead of paws rest on your chest as she stares up at you. "But you aren't allowed to get married, who would entertain me?"
"Mother, presumably." You push yourself up from the grassy hill, sending the kit tumbling back with a giggle. You walk forward and hoist her by the back of her kimono, her limbs dangling in the air before you reach up and over to place her on your shoulders. "Come on, let's go see what dad wants today."
The heels of her feet dig into your collarbone as she points towards the village. "Onwards!"
You smile and start jogging, going onwards together to your next scolding.
- - -
You step out of the shower with a yawn, rubbing at the back of your neck as you stare through the open door and into the garden. You had closed it, but apparently, someone had other ideas. Suwako is sitting on the steps, pipe in her mouth as she looks towards the pond and statue of herself.
… You know, maybe you should get a statue of yourself, Sanae can have one too. Balance things out a little. "Good morning Suwako, everything alright?"
The goddess looks back at you and nods, a puff of smoke rising from the pipe before dissipating in the cool winter air.
"Good to hear." You walk over and stand at the door frame, looking out over the winter garden yourself. Not much snow during the night, but it is only going to get colder from here till spring. This won't really affect youkai… though you are curious about the native snow-woman population, you may see an old friend or two.
"What ya planning?"
You observe the garden a moment longer before looking down at the sitting goddess. "Probably just handing out gift this week and meeting up with Aya, she wants… is owed an interview, and I would best get to that before she makes something up."
Another wisp of smoke rises into the air from her pipe, the faint scent of tobacco becoming stronger briefly. "Probably wise, I'd suggest ya relax a bit too. Ah know ya just got back from vacation but ah have a feeling Sanae ran ya ragged. Get a hobby or somethin'."
You shrug your shoulders. "People politics is my hobby, but I picked up some things for myself as well during the trip. Besides, it's only been a month, I'm still getting settled."
"If ya say so," she adjusts the pipe in her mouth a moment before pulling it out. With a grin, she wipes the lip and bit off with her sleeve before holding it up to you. "Here, give it ah try."
You eye the pipe warily. "Will that kill me?"
"If yer human maybe, 'sides if ya died Sanae would be rather cross."
… That is true, you open up your hand and she plops the pipe into it. Without another moment of hesitation, you lift it up and pop it into your mouth, sucking in. It's… quite good actually, there's the base flavor of rich tobacco that is quickly accentuated with and complemented by the various flavors of nature itself. The faintest taste of barley and the lingering sensation of a cool spring breeze that is chased away by the warm heat and flame of summer and a fresh strawberry. All this happens in the moment before you lower it back away from your mouth and blow the smoke out. "Not bad, not bad at all."
You look down at the pipe in your hand before wiping it off and handing it back to the goddess. "What make is that?"
Her grin gets wider. "Ma' own make thank ya very much, Suwa has a proud history of smokin' and ah adopted it as well."
"I assume you have a poisoned batch of this as well?"
The goddess giggles, it's far less cute to see her giggle in big form versus small form. There you could attribute any child-similarities to her size, here when she does it she just looks evil. Which, to be fair, she is. "That is the poisoned batch, but it ain't strong enough to hurt ah Youkai at all, forbidden fruits the tastiest an' all of that."
"Lovely, and if I were to die the moment I step off this porch would I assume that you are to blame?"
"For anyone else? Yeah." She stuffs the pipe back into her sleeve and pushes herself up into a standing position. "But ya got a real talent, it's ah miracle ya don't explode every time ya get out of bed."
"I distinctly remember sharing my views on that during my spar with Sanae, I only get the crap beaten out of me when I'm on shrine business."
Suwako makes a thoughtful sound, tapping her chin thoughtfully as she looks up to the ceiling. "'At's fair." she looks at you again, her smile showing just a bit too much teeth. "Counterpoint: Ya usually deserve it, like wanderin' into a werewolf or getting into a fistfight with another fox."
You snort. "For the first, I had just gotten the senses knocked out of me, for the second I had a plan. Besides, I thought you and Kanako appreciated fist fights?"
"Hmm, suppose ya have a point. Maybe if ya get into more fist fights Sanae will stop complainin' about 'em."
You think about that plan for precisely a quarter of a second before throwing it away and setting it on fire. "Let's not and say we did, but on a different subject can I ask for a favor?"
"Oh? Need someone cursed?"
You shake your head. "Not yet but probably soon. I'm going to start diving headfirst into politics so I'm going to need some form of budget or allowance. Nothing major, but it tends to look bad if I can't pay for my own meals, and finding a job will be tricky when I'm also doing shrine work."
The goddess hums thoughtfully. "Ah'll talk to Beanpole 'bout it, but it shouldn't be ah problem ah don't think. Ask again in the evenin'"
"Will do, for now, I'm more interested in breakfast."
- - -
You head out shortly after breakfast, packages and presents safely shrunk and stored away in your pocket for later retrieval. For your first stop, you would like to and will visit Aya, lest she gets any ideas while you are out and about. She is a useful source of information, a very useful source, but you would rather she not get any more… questionable papers out where Kanako could view them. You still aren't certain if Kanako was serious about skinning Aya but you aren't inclined to find out.
… Not that you are particularly fond of the tengu, but they are one of the few allies you have and you don't want to give them an excuse to leave thank you very much.
The Tengu Village is as active as it always is, and frankly you rather missed the place. It feels… safe here, in a way you cannot describe. Not that the shrine doesn't, just here you feel both safe and important. To those who know who you are anyway, which going from the slight nods or slightly widened eyes as you walk by is a growing minority.
There's a notable lack of snow around, though whether that is from the amount of foot traffic, or from the sheer amount of tree cover is anyone's guess. The traffic of the town hasn't changed at all with the change, though, much like foxes, tengu don't particularly care about changes in weather from your experience.
You walk through the morning market, then once you have some space you fly off towards a tree on the east side of the village, where a multitude of buildings are built into the trees themselves with no easy way to access them besides flight. It seems it is almost entirely populated by crow tengu, then again Aya did tell you it used to be the crow embassy. The main building is almost as nice as the palace and is made of a similar design. It is a sort of half crescent white structure that hugs and wraps around the tree it is based on. A small port sticks out of the front to allow easy comings and goings, though in true tengu fashion there are several trap doors built into the roof to allow easy access for those more inclined for a speedy entrance and exit.
You being a more classy fellow land on the porch like a civilized person and enter via the front door revealing an… office. That's honestly the best description for it that immediately comes to mind, an old-fashioned office certainly, but still an office. The click of typewriters and the scratches of hard pens on rough paper. The whole building has the scent of fresh ink, a smell you do honestly enjoy.
Desks are set up to your left and right where crow tengu work at them, some scribbling into small notepads or journals; others are doing large sketch drawings on easels set on top of the desks, shapes and figures coming to life to tell a story all of their own. The building has no second or higher floors for space. Instead, the main room goes back farther than you would expect, going back into the tree itself. This main area with the desks and scattered work materials only goes back so far before walls appear with closed doors and nameplates besides. In the center and going down is a large stairway that takes a sharp corner to the right so you cannot see beyond it.
Your eyes move from nameplate to nameplate… there, Bunbunmaru. With your hands carefully at your sides, you move through the office, various crows looking at you curiously as you walk by and knock on the door. You don't bother waiting for a response, you fingers sinking into the gap and sliding it open to reveal the Bunbunmaru office.
It's… lived in would be the polite term. It's not a wreck or some destitute room but there is simply material everywhere. Bookshelves stand proudly on each side of the room, each filled with books and various papers hang by clips from their edges along with various cameras and other such equipment. In the center of the room is a fine fur rug, upon which is a squat wooden disk. The tap-tap of a typewriter fills the air as Aya sits behind it on her knees, fingers dancing across the typewriter's keys as a pen hangs limply out of her mouth. If she noticed your entrance she makes no outward motion to greet you, though as her eyes dart across the page she is working on faster than most humans could physically process the information it is quite possible she is distracted.
Behind her are various outfits hanging from racks, from a traditional tengu robe and mask to what looks like a modern paperboy's outfit. Next to that in between two plants which look decidedly healthy despite their environment is a closed window. The view leading to… complete darkness. Not even your night vision shows you anything so you have no idea where that one is going.
You turn and look at the bookcases curiously while she types, this office doesn't particularly have much in the way of interior decoration. Though this is an office, not a living space it appears. You decorated your office quite a bit, but that was also because you had to put on an appearance of being welcoming and not some terrifying fox monster. You mean, you were by all standards, but you were also a businessman.
It's a good two or three minutes before Aya's familiar… though rather tired-sounding voice speaks up, the tengu having finally noticed your presence. "Ayumu? What are you doing here?" She's looking at you like she doesn't believe you are standing there, bags under her eyes revealing a lack of sleep along with a slight droop in her wings.
You raise a hand in greeting. "I do believe I owe you an interview."
The smile the comes after her face a few moments later you would hesitate to describe as anything other than beatific.
- - -
It turns out apparently at the beginning of every year the tengu publishers are meant to put out a big paper to compete against one another. Nearly all are self published, including Bunbunmaru, so it is generally left to the skill of the reporter to make their own offering… which also means it is a rather stressful time for a one man operation. Aya was apparently lacking in a good story until you walked in.
"And that, so far at least, is the gist of the incident. We will be seeking to aid the Fox Village going forward of course, but for now we are satisfied that the assailant on the Human Village has been brought to justice."
Aya nods and jots down notes on her pad, you haven't and won't mention the attack on the shrine. While handled you do not feel it is necessary to bring up, much like you won't bring up Danjuro's connection to your own past. "Has the incident been officially named yet?" Aya asks, looking up from her writing.
"Not that I am aware of, if it has I wasn't informed about it. Reimu was only involved as a fringe player unfortunately, has a name entered public consciousness?"
She shakes her head. "Some are calling it the Fox Incident, but nothing firm."
You think on it a moment and shrug your shoulders. "I'm afraid I cannot help you there. Will this be enough for your paper?"
The tengu grins, the exhaustion on her face melting away as she stabs at the notepad when her pen. "An exclusive piece from the Moriya? I'll destroy the other papers."
- - -
You step out of her office some time later, the only thing she really asked you about… beyond questions about your past that you dodged, were questions about the incident. Apparently it is still quite the hot topic around town, mostly due to the fact that the foxes are apparently not willing to answer much at all in the way of questions, and the fact that the tengu themselves were involved.
Still, with your illusions and your memory you were able to give her just about the most accurate account anyone would ever be able too have. It was worth it though, a reporter is a good ally to have.
You'll probably need to reach out to them yourself soon enough, if the Moriya wish to deal with the foxes it would be best if another fox does it. Even if it does leave a bad taste in your mouth. You do not have friends in the fox community, but you do understand them… possibly more than most ever will.
Still, Aya is happy and that is another mark off of your checklist, which would make next the giving of gifts. You'll probably just head straight through the Human Village to give Keine and Akyuu their gifts before going on to the flower field. Hopefully all three are arou-
"Ayumu!"
Oh, hell no.
A tengu greets you just feet away from the exit, a familiar purple one with a phone in her hand. Hatate for her part looks far less tired than her competitor, though that may just be due to the difference in age. Admittedly age is a hard factor to judge with tengu, but Hatate just… feels younger. That or Aya works harder, you can't be bothered to guess really.
Her grin as she looks up at you with a stare that couldn't be described as anything but cheeky, and she has managed to get the attention of quite a few tengu with her cry of your name. "You owe me an interview!"
You stop a foot away from her, your eyes narrowing as you stare down at the tengu. "I do not, and I will not."
Her grin doesn't waver, and she takes a step forward to press a finger into your suit. She then tilts her head slightly, batting her eyebrows and pursing her lips a little. "Please? It would really help me out."
… Now you see, that may be effective. May. If you were three hundred years younger and this was Sanae. If it was Sanae it would probably work anyway, but this is decidedly not her and therefore you are immune. So instead you glance around the room for a long deliberate moment and nod. "Lead the way."
"Yes! I knew you would agree!" Hatate grabs you by the hand and leads you off towards the stairs. Several seconds pass with her out of sight before you peel yourself off the wall, gritting your teeth through a small twinge as you maintain your invisibility.
Well, the illusion should keep her busy and confused for a good thirty seconds at least. Which is just enough to make a speedy exit.
- - -
The land surrounding the Human Village appears to have gotten more in the way of snow than the shrine did. A fresh white covers the farm fields and grasslands that make up the area of human occupation. Smoke rises to the air from chimneys and fires that are clearly visible from miles away.
The snow, however, hasn't made much of a dent in foot traffic, carts and men are still leading goods into the city. Though it appears more lumber and clay instead of crops, as to be expected this time of year. It matters to you little either way as you simply fly over all of it to land in the center of town, a few humans looking at you curiously before returning to their shopping or talking amongst themselves.
There isn't anything of particular interest going on in the market that catches your attention as you walk through it towards Akyuu's manor. At least, nothing that can attract your attention after a week of shopping in Tokyo. Though to be honest you didn't do much in the way of shopping in Tokyo yourself, what you ordered over the phone was the majority of it beyond the odd token here or there you picked up while out on the town.
You keep your hands in your pockets and make your way down the road, taking a sharp right into the Hieda estate. The grounds have been cleared of snow, the ice having been dumped to the edges of the garden by her servants you imagine. Several of said servants are out front sitting on the porch sipping tea. So it's either morning break of Akyuu isn't paying any particular attention to the state of her staff.
Paying them no head you walk down the stone path towards the front door and through it, passing from the cool outer air into the warmer interior. The scent of ink hits you for a second time this morning along with the sounds of a song being played on a record. Akyuu sits behind her desk, a look of concentration on her face as she does her work. Whether that is the record she is fated to maintain or her own personal project you cannot tell. She, however, is not quite as hyper-focused and tired as Aya was, her head turns up the moment the door opens.
"Oh! Good morning, Ayumu." A smile has replaced the look of concentration as she welcomes you in.
"Morning Akyuu, how have things been since I've been gone?" You move up to the desk with a smile on your face as well before sitting down in front of it.
Her smile falters, a twitch in her brow coming on as she seems to remember something that particularly annoys her. "Indeed, since you've been gone. Without telling me."
Oh… right, you raise your hands in mock surrender. "Sorry, I didn't really think about it… how'd you find out I was gone?"
She crosses her arms under her chest. A flick of black ink flying off of the brush to land on the table in the process. "I was curious as to your whereabouts as you hadn't been seen in the village in a while, I attempted to send a message but it was sent back by the tengu. So I decided to ask the goddesses myself."
You pause, blinking slowly. "You… went up the mountain by yourself?"
She shakes her head. "No, that would be foolish with how dangerous that path can be."
Oh, that makes you feel a bit be-
"I asked Reimu to escort me up, thankfully she was more than willing after a small donation."
That makes you feel much worse.
"Yeah… sorry about that, just took the chance to take a vacation, it has been a long month." You fish through your pocket and moment and pull out her presents, the two boxes returning to normal size as you hold them out. "If it makes you feel better I brought presents?"
Her eyes narrow further. "Do you believe you can simply bribe me after making me worry so much?"
You hold them out further. "Yes."
She holds the stare for a moment before plucking both packages out of your hands, her eyes returning to normal as she looks at them both curiously. "Luckily for you, you are right. These are both from the outside world?"
You nod. "Yes, Tokyo. I thought you would appreciate that."
She sticks out her tongue at you before pulling a drawer open and producing a thin knife. "I figured I had already been replaced by the Moriya in your heart."
"They found me first, besides I thought you were dead."
"I thought the same of you three days ago before I spoke to the goddesses. Now then..." She removes the tap from the package and pulls it open. A broad smile stretches across her face as she looks at the new calligraphy set you brought her. While they apparently make good stuff here, nothing is quite as sturdy as a top of the line modern set from outside. "Where'd you find the money for this?"
… Really? Is that the first question she asks? "My proprietor, I would suggest not asking questions."
She eyes you warily for a moment before setting the calligraphy set aside, she grabs the other package, so focused on it that she doesn't notice the grin coming onto your face… It only gets wider as she cuts open the package.
- - -
"Out! Out! Get out of my house you damned mutt!"
You laugh as you run close the door behind you, the door shaking slightly as books and other smaller items collide with it behind you. "You're welcome!"
You push off from the door and make your way out of the yard, the servants of the manor looking at you worriedly as you walk by them. You pay them no mind, whistling a little tune as you make your way out of the manor and back down the street. She'll thank you later you are sure, she always had… questionable taste in reading material.
That leaves… two more.
- - -
School is out as you make your way inside and head towards Keine's office. The halls are empty, though you have yet to come at a time the building is actually crowded. Admittedly you have yet to enter a classroom either. They may appreciate your insight as a history teacher, you've seen quite a bit and are remarkably friendly. But for now, you are a Shinshi and are currently on a bribery/friendship mission.
You walk down the hallway and stop before her door. Raising your hand, you rap on it three times then wait for a response. Thankfully you get it. "It's open!"
You smile and slide the door open, Keine looking up at you curiously as you enter. Thankfully going by her expression she isn't quite as bothered as when you last showed up, though that time you had the entirety of the Moriya with you as well. "Good morning Keine, I do hope I'm not being a bother?"
She's sitting at her desk as per usual, a large scroll of some form lays draped along the desk. A pair of glasses resting on her nose as she looks up at you. "No, no not at all. Do the Moriya need something?"
That's… right… you'll deal with that later. "Just me actually, I wanted to thank you for your help in the incidents and I had an opportunity to pick up some things."
You reach into your pocket then place the tiny box on the ground, with a drop of magic the shapeshifting releases. The box changes form to be about the side of a small chair.
"What… is?" Keine trails off, apparently not being able to find the right words.
With a smile you cut the tape off of the top with a claw, revealing a large stack of books. "You seemed to appreciate history, both from what you gave me and from the sheer amount of historical texts you have on the shelves so I looked out for some modern ones."
You grab one from the stack and hand it to her. One of several series in the box, this one, in particular, is the Heibonsha. One of the last books you managed to read before that became a rather tricky proposition.
She hesitates then takes it from your hand, flipping it over to look at the cover curiously. "How… I mean, I thank you but. What do you want in return for this?"
You shrug your shoulders. "You helped me so I wanted to repay you, you don't need to do anything in return."
She looks at the book a moment longer before looking up at you with a slight smile. "Then I thank you, and you are welcome Ayumu."
- - -
You head out of her office a good bit later, she doesn't get much in the way of modern reference material so she was quite grateful for the opportunity. She has a fair selection of older written works that she invited you to borrow from if you wish, she isn't a library but she is willing to share with those interested.
With that done that leaves one last stop on your personal schedule before you relax. Stepping back onto the street you kick off of the ground and head north, not bothering to walk out of the gates.
After a minute or two of flying the sunflower field is in sight, the flowers showing no sign of wilting. Then again they probably aren't normal sunflowers either considering how everything else works in this land. The cold is biting but not unpleasant, and you make a careful stop down onto the path. It's basically the same as when you were last here, no drastic changes and the fairies are still flying about the field, playing and ducking around the flowers.
No immediate sign of Yuuka, though there is smoke rising from the chimney of her house which you take to be a good sign at least. With the crunching of your shoes against the stone pavement, you make your way down the path and towards the house. This time you don't try to touch and flowers lest you enrage an errant fairy.
You walk off to the branching path and step up to her front door, taking a deep breath before knocking on the wood. Silence is your answer at first before you hear the sound of sound footsteps. A moment later the door slides open to reveal Yuuka. She once again has her hair short, and you are more than a little curious at this point why she looked so different in her dream. She's dressed in the usual red plaid ensemble and doesn't bother to look surprised as she looks at you.
"Well good morning Ayumu, is there something I can do for you?" She smiles lightly, there's warmth to her words but the smile put on a bit more than it should be. Her eyes shine with curiosity all the same.
You smile back. "Good morning Yuuka, may I come in?"
She smiles a bit wider then steps back. "Please, I have the fire running if you wish to sit down."
You accept her offer and step into the house, the scent of burning wood brushes your nose immediately, along with the scent of burning incense. It appears she isn't baking this time, instead, she just has the fire going with an apparent book she was reading put on pause; The book sitting half open on the arm of a rocking chair that faces the fire.
Yuuka brushes past you and walks to the chair, leaning back into it with a smile, carefully moving the book from the arm into her lap. "I did not expect you today, what brings this visit?"
You walk the rest of the way up and sit down in the chair across from her, the comfortable heat of the fire washing over you as you turn in your seat to face her. "Nothing particularly major, I just recently had a chance to go on a trip and I thought you may appreciate some things I found."
You reach into the pocket and produce the last of the items you packed today. A small pot of flowers returns to normal size along with a small series of books of flower arrangement.
"Oh? You brought gifts?"
You nod. "You seemed interested in it the last time we spoke, and while I do not know much about plant life I thought I could pick up some things you would enjoy while I was out on a business trip."
A silence fills the room for a moment as she looks at what you offered curiously. Her smile is gone, having faded away to a flat expression. The scent of burning wood intensifies, filling your sense, but the fire fades taking its warmth with it. The wood of the house creaks, the structure moaning and groaning as the shadows seem to grow longer in every corner. The curiosity in her eyes is gone, little pinpricks of light from the dying embers the only things giving off any form of luminescence on her face.
… Oh dear.
"How very interesting you are, how very interesting indeed." Yuuka pushes herself up from her chair and turns to fully face you. "Few would willingly come to the flower fields, even less with... gifts. I do believe we could have a spot of fun you and I, if you would permit me." Her voicedeepes as she speaks, before there was an undercurrent of power to her words. Now the words are becoming the power itself, the shadows deepening in the recesses of the walls as she smiles at you.
She clasps her hands together at her waist. "Now let's see… how did the old wording go." Her voice trails off as she tilts her heads and looks towards the ceiling. Her smile doesn't change as she does. "Oh! Now I recall." Her eyes dart back down to you but her head doesn't move. Giving her whole expression a manic look. "I, Kazami Yuuka, Ruler of the Garden of the Sun and Lord of Mugenkan challenge you to a Spellcard duel."
She sticks out her hands at her side, a handful of cards held at the ready. "Do you accept my challenge, Ayumu?"
… Fuck.
Chapter 98: Summer
Chapter Text
Right, well, this is something to deal with. Though you may if your lucky be able to convince her to wait a bit… you haven't used your spell cards in a bit and you a few that you don't know everything you could about. On top of that she may not want to fight here exactly, being her garden and all.
… And you still have more gifts to give her as well.
"I accept, though if possible I would like to delay a bit. I only just returned from a trip and I wouldn't be able to fight to my full potential with all of my spell cards."
You don't actually know what she is capable of, she was involved in at least four incidents you found. But it only gave the general details, not on what she could actually *do*. Frankly near everyone has been involved in an incident at some point so you didn't think much of it. But now you rather strongly wish you know what you are walking into and are hoping to get some more information as well if at all possible.
The aura of dread around Yuuka and the house as a whole relaxes, the wood stops creaking and with a spark of embers the fire relights itself. She lowers her head fully, her manic smile replaced by one far more normal, and with a sweet voice she replies simply. "No~"
You blink, staring up at her. Right, different method. "Then may I request a change in locale? I would hate to do any damage to the garden by accident."
At that her smiles fades briefly, then after a moment it returns in full force. "A pleasant idea, what a gentleman thou are." You then watch as she walks past you and out the front door. You sit there a moment weighing your options. Running away screaming is possibly a bad idea but it *has* worked for you in the past.
"Pray do come!"
You hear the door open behind you. It seems that you shall not be so lucky. With a deep breath you sit up from the chair and turn around. Yuuka is standing outside the door waiting patiently, the same smile on her face as her eyes twinkle in what you believe to be amusement.
She's also gone back to her old way of speaking, which may either be a good or horrible sign. You didn't really pay attention at first, which may have been a good sign to drop off the gifts like a vandal and run.
With a sign you produce the remaining gifts from your pockets, a bag full of good soil and several more of plant seeds and set them on the floor. "Sorry, didn't want to take a chance on the rest of the gifts being damaged in the duel."
She giggles, the action sounding rather genuine. "How thoughtful once again, now please, do come."
You turn back around and step through the door and back outsi-
Well, this is interesting. The landscape that stretches out in front of you is most assuredly not the one you just left, and it most certainly isn't Gensokyo either. At least, not from any form your recognize it. You step off of the porch into a field of sunflowers, similar to the ones you just left but the air is far cooler. The sun is still bright in the sky, but a bit higher than the last time you remember seeing it. Off in the distance is a mountain but that isn't Youkai Mountain, that is… "Shokanbetsu?"
"Oh? Thou know of it?" Yuuka is standing in the field, one hand outstretched as flowers seemingly bend to reach it. The petal 'faces' all turning to face her as she cups one of them.
"Vaguely, I did some work in Hokkaido, not near as much as I did in the south… nor did I expect to be seeing it again anytime soon."
Who else can just randomly pull you out of Gensokyo? Reimu? Keine? The number seems to be growing and you find it rather disconcerting. You do you best to keep a level face as she turns back to face you. The flowers perk up to look at her as she walks past, like an adoring throng watching their lord move.
"We shant not be bothered here." She extends her right arm out, and sailing out of the flower field comes a parasol. It travels at a speed the would decapitate a man but she catches it easily, twisting it in her grip to allow it to rest on her shoulder.
"I must thank thee for accepting my challenge, for that, I shall allow you the honor of the first blow." She bows lightly, "and pray not worry about thy magics, this field shall more than replenish your spent energies."
Well.
Here's hoping you get to return to the shrine today.
"Your offer of a first strike is generous, but I can't help but feel this shall end rather poorly for me." You step fully off of the porch and grab the spell cards in your pocket, shuffling your fingers around until you feel the one you want to open with.
Yuuka doesn't respond, merely standing in the field as she has been. The smile is still on her face, though at this point it is more of a fixture than an actual emotion. At least, you can't see any emotion behind it… which admittedly takes talent. There is a lot of things you can hide behind a smile, pure neutrality is a tricky one.
Your eyes dart around the field as you weigh in your options. She has granted you the first strike, which also gives you plentiful opportunities to at least get a view on your battlefield. At least a short one anyway, it's not a very large field, maybe seventy to one hundred yards across at its widest point before it runs into the treeline. Plenty of places for you to hide, your specialty.
Of course- you pull out your card- to do that you need a distraction.
'Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa'
With a bang like a gunshot, it goes off, siphoning magic from you in the process. It's stronger and faster than before, and you barely have time to cast your second spellcard before it hits.
'Fox Sign – What Was Not There'
Your illusions spread around the clearing and you leap back into the treeline. The blast of wind collides with Yuuka, throwing her head back and dispersing in a gust that rustles the entire field. You feel it brush against you, even outside the field.
For a long moment she stands there, looking skywards. You are about to move, when her head falls forward again, a faint smoking mark at the front of her skull that is fading away rapidly. Her eyes are closed, but the smile on her face has turned positively manic.
"My turn~"
… Well fuck.
With the sound of snapping vines and creaking bark, the forest reaches towards you. Creeping vines and sneaking branches grasp at your limbs, promising a grisly end if they actually got a hold of you. You dive forward out of the treeline as with a crash the bushes and plants close around where you were just kneeling.
Unfortunately, the flower field isn't much better. Sunflowers encompass your vision, and you can feel your magic effects fading as one by one, you feel your illusions are dispelled by cracking vines and bursts of Danmaku.
Then, as the last clone meets its end, there is silence.
You lay there on your belly for a moment as you ponder your decisions up to this point. You don't get to do so very long, as before your eyes the sunflowers part to reveal a familiar pair of ankles. You follow them up to find Yuuka's face, still adorned by that manic smile, as she twirls the umbrella in her grip before pointing the tip of it at you. "Hello again, a lovely field I must say. Yours?"
She giggles and stabs the umbrella forward, and you have just enough time to roll out of the way. This proves not to be enough, as the dirt around her umbrella erupts outward, sending you flying amid clods of dirt. You scramble to land on your feet, already reaching for another spellca-
'Flower Sign - Blossoming of the Field'
The field around you shimmers with golden light, as each sunflower shoots a stream of Danmaku into the air. They arc slowly, almost lazily, before the swarm descends upon you.
You leap from spot to spot, your training with the Onbashira kicking in on instinct as you leap from bullet drop to bullet drop. You can dodge, but only for so long. What you need to do is to get out of here.
You channel your magic and copies of yourself spread out into the field again. Some in human form, some in fox form. Each fan out and making potshots at Yuuka. They do little damage the bullets colliding with the plant life that raises up around in a shield, or merely going wide as another 'blossom' rains down onto their position.
You back away from the fight to see what she does. Your illusion magic kicking in at least makes you harder to spot, though you are fairly certain she can see through her plants. At the very least your illusions will give you a moment to think.
She is just standing there, not even the slightest hint of exertion as her plants shoot Danmaku at the illusionary copies of yourself. Well, brute firepower won't cut it, though frankly that doesn't surprise you, but maybe something she doesn't expect could give you an edge.
You draw the card and point it at her, and it greedily laps at your energy as you activate it.
'Scarlet Sign - Scarlet Shoot'
Yuuka's head snaps towards the beam of red light immediately, her eyes widening noticeably. It's the first true change in her expression you've seen this entire fight. The moment it impacts you are already moving.
'Fox Sign - Forgotten Beast'
You hop backwards out of the clearing and onto a tree branch to see the outcome. You've already used quite a bit of spell cards in this fight, but you are still feeling her out, with Sanae you least knew what you were getting into. You feel the bit of a burn on your magical reserves, but nothing too great yet.
Smoke has filled the center of the field, charred and burnt sunflowers in a line leading directly to where she is… was standing. As moments later the smoke clears to reveal a gnarled tree stump standing where she just was.
Well, that's about what you expected. Though at the very least you got a reaction out of her. Several dry snaps sound through the air as the burnt sunflowers twist and bend, soot and char falling off of them like fresh snow as they contort back into shape. You watch for a moment, before a voice speaks up next to you.
"A fascinating trick, didst thee steal that?"
Your yelp is decidedly manly, as is the follow up when you fall backwards off of the tree. You right yourself in the air and land in a crouch, looking up as Yuuka gracefully lands in front of you. With a burst of Danmaku, the field of flowers in the background comes to life, spraying rivers of light that annihilate the illusions with ease. Though you aren't trying to make them dodge at the moment.
"Fighting foxes is always fascinating." Yuuka glanced back at the display before looking at you. The parasol spins on her shoulder, a light flick of her wrist making it twirl, the little bits of light that come through the tree cover failing to penetrate the thick material and causing her to be framed in shadow. Not enough to actually block your sight of her features, but more than enough to make her countenance even more unnerving as she looks down at you. "Always such interesting little plots and tricks, little plans and games."
… She saw you through Forgotten Beast. Well, that's another card that doesn't do anything to her. You push your arms against the dirt and get up to stand. "No, I did not steal it, it was… perhaps you would call it a gift. Have you fought many foxes?"
She shrugs her shoulders, the parasol collapsing behind her and allowing sunlight to filter through again. "Enough to be amused, now wouldst thee fight me in thy true form?"
You brush a bit of dirt off of your shoulders, the suit will need a wash, definitely, and those always bring questions from Sanae. Maybe you could state you were ambushed by a rogue band of marauding fairies or the like. "This is my true form."
She huffs amused. "Perhaps then, your youkai form?"
You wonder how common it is to take requests in a spell card duel. Then again she isn't taking this particularly seriously, the fact that you are still alive right now is proof enough of that. Or she is just playing with you before she eats you, either is possible really. With a surge of your magic the vestiges of your humanity fade away as you go into full fox form. When you first arrived in Gensokyo you could hold this for mere seconds, now you do not honestly know your limit.
The Moriya have certainly been good to you.
"Marvelous."
You look back up to see Yuuka looking at you curiously, the same smile on her face, though clear interest is behind her red eyes.
"Now, let us begin the fight in earnest."
That is the only warning you get before the ground starts to rumble beneath you. Instincts taught by experience allows you to dive out of the way in time before a wide beam of blue energy billows forth from out of the ground. It goes well up into the sky before dissipating, both the light it gives off and the deafening roars it creates remind you uncomfortably of a certain 'witch's' spell card.
… You were dearly hoping only one person could do that, though like most of your hopes and dreams it was nothing more than a pipe dream. The energy is still enough to send you flying back, though your enhanced agility allows you to balance against a tree and leap off of it towards the field. You can't hide, so the more open space will allow you far more freedom of movement, even if it is enemy territory.
You twist in midair, slashing your claws and causing scything waves of foxfire to sail out of them. She is chasing after you for once, a grin like a Cheshire cat on her face as she bats away the flames. You come to a skidding stop in the row between the fields, Yuuka landing a good dozen yards or so in front of you.
You attack first.
'Fox Sign - Flame of Miyagi'
A wave of foxfire erupts from your card, a billowing heat nearly setting the air itself aflame as it travels towards her, scorching plant and ground alike in the process. With a wave of her hand, a wall of plants rises up from the dirt in front of her, just in time to block the wave of fire and sending it spilling all around it.
The flames set the field alight as they are diverted into it, the cool air and faint humidity doing little to stop the blistering heat of the magical flame.
The wave dissipates away, as does the plant wall moments later. You keep up the pressure, bursts of fox fire flitting through the air only to be met midway by little danmaku 'flak' bursts from Yuuka. Both of your powers meeting each other and cancelling each other out as the energies meet across the expansive flower field.
You could keep this up for a good hour, she could probably keep this up for days. With one final slash of your claws, you allow another wave of fire to churn through the air, before it too, once again is met by her wall of plant life and dissipates harmlessly.
You stand there across from her, neither of you having moved since you began. Your breathing is heavy, but not near laborered.
"Is that all thou has to offer?" Her voice betrays a touch of disappointment.
You lower your left hand to your hip, your right one going to pull another spell card. "I apologize for the disappointment, I am still rather new to spell duels, and you are fantastically strong."
Her smile widens a touch, a bit more genuine. "Flattery shall get thou nowhere." She lifts up her umbrella and the tip of it glows golden. A crack like a thunderbolt sounding moments later as a beam of energy erupts from it. It is much faster than the last one, your fur burning as you spin out of the way and into the flower field. It flies well beyond where you were standing, cutting a swathe of destruction clear through the forest before passing out of sight. The churned dirt and plant life repair themselves almost immediately afterwards.
You are doomed, but at the very least you can put up a good showing before you finally lose the spell card du-
Your world becomes blue. A bright blue light overpowers the sun and all other light that exists in the field. You can see it just over the flowers, twin suns of pulsating blue energy.
'Flower Sign - Dual Spark'
The twin beams of energy are on you before you can even begin to dodge. One collides with your midsection, the other with your legs. The force combined sends you flying back and colliding with her porch, utterly shattering the wooden frame that leads up to her door. The blast, thankfully, was only temporary. The pain is far more extant.
You fur is burning and just about every nerve you can keep track of is alight in pain. A residue like that of electricity runs up and down your body. Fresh stabbing pains running up and down your form originating from where the twin beams hit you. It is at this moment you are thankful for two things, the first is that her porch is made of wood and not brick. The second is that she talked you into assuming fox form, it both allowed you to actually tank that hit… and if you were in human form your suit would have most certainly not survived it.
Still. As you lay on your back, surrounded by the splintered remains of a porch and your spellcards, which seem to have fallen loose during the impact, you can't help but feel you have gotten the worse end of the deal in this friendly little spar. The taste of iron fills your mouth, not that she did internal damage, not much, but that you damn near bit your tongue off in surprise.
Your regeneration kicks in slowly, and you pull yourself off of the porch, blindly grabbing a spellcard in the process.
Yuuka walks up, her red shoes crunching against the dirt as she does so. That same accursed smile of amusement is on her face, though you wonder if that amusement is in the fact you are still alive.
With a grunt you hold the card in front of you, idly glancing at the words while you do so. Well, time to figure out what this does.
'Fox Sign - Foxes Memory'
… If you thought the hit before was painful, then you know what pain is now as all the magic in your body is ripped out through your hand. It's like Yukari's card, except you weren't horribly injured and healing at the time. Two things happen at once, twin beams of massive blue energy erupt from the card and collide with Yuuka, which you only barely notice as the recoil of it sends you flying back with enough force to demolish the front wall and crash straight through and into her kitchen. Your backward momentum is only halted by colliding back first with her cast iron stove. The second is that you are suddenly as close to empty as you were when you arrived, your fox form dropping immediately as your body immediately goes heavy.
- - -
You may or may not have blacked out for a few seconds. When you open your eyes it is to reveal Yuuka standing in front of you once again. The majority of her vest is gone, and the white shirt she reveals underneath is in only barely enough tatters to retain her modesty. Her right shoulder is completely exposed, well, what is left of it. Blackened and destroyed skin reknits before your very eyes, the cotton of the shirt does as well. Fabric twisting and 'regrowing' before your eyes as she stares down at you.
Her smile is gone. Her eyes are blank and her face is neutral showing not the slightest hint of emotion… to be honest you miss the smile.
It returns a second later, along with the pain. Multiple bones are broken and your reserves are almost completely empty. Your right arm is twisted behind you, the wrist bent at an angle that shouldn't be possible.
"Yield."
You look back from your broken wrist to see Yuuka pointing the umbrella at you.
You yield rather quickly.
- - -
You are sat on the front porch, rather literally, she picked you up and carried you like a rag doll before she returned inside. Apparently, in the time it took you to pass out and reawaken was enough time for you to return to Gensokyo. A familiar, far wider, flower field sits in front of you and stretches off into the distance.
The house was already repaired by the time you had awoken, so either she has two or the thing can put itself back together fast. You aren't particularly curious, you are just mostly happy you are alive after that showing. You are rather curious as to what form of youkai madam Yuuka is, but frankly, you don't particularly have the nerve to ask.
The burning sensation has mostly faded, the magical energies of the field filling you enough for regeneration. Enough that your oh so lovely natural painkillers can get to work thankfully. The sun is setting, the flowers turning to face it, the orange twilight covering the field in a lovely pastel of yellow and greens.
You thankfully haven't received any new messages either, which means Sanae probably hasn't figured out anything is or was, wrong. Which will probably only last as long as she doesn't know about the multiple broken bones, so a few seconds once you return to the shrine.
Your musings are interrupted by the creaking of wood behind you. A glance back shows Yuuka, her outfit fully repaired, holding a small wooden tray filled with pieces of bread. She sits down beside you, carefully keeping the tray balanced in her lap before offering one to you. It looks like the same kind she was making the other day when you visited, small pieces of bread with little bits of herb dotted throughout it.
"Pray eat." The smile is back to her kind one, one you can live both with and through.
You don't hesitate, mostly due to how hungry you are after expending that much magical energy. You nod your head in thanks and bite a chunk out of it, the familiar taste of rosemary and… thyme filling your mouth. Frankly, it could taste like engine oil and you would happily eat it at this point, but it is nice to find a skilled baker nonetheless. You swallow the piece, and a faint vibration fills your body not dissimilar to when you first felt faith.
You look down at it curiously, Yuuka picking up on your look.
"The herbs are of mine own make, they assist in the recovery of magical energies."
You hear several loud pops and your arm quickly and painfully starts snapping back into place despite your better wishes.
"It also assists in healing."
The moistening of your eyes is from pain, not any form of relief. Of that you are certain. "Thank... You."
Yuuka giggles and takes a bite out of the bread herself. "Thank thou for the fight, not the most skilled combatant but certainly interesting. If the goddesses have seen to your training I may challenge them myself."
For some reason you fear for the safety of your house.
"I'm sure they would oblige if you asked. If I may ask, was that spell card duel for your own amusement or were you… bothered by something?"
She giggles again. "Oh, telling would ruin the fun of it."
… Well at least she is happy.
- - -
You return to the shrine later on in the evening after she goes over the rest of your gifts, she is grateful for them, and thankfully none were damaged by the fighting. Not willing to take any chances you beeline it for the shrine straight afterwards, lest Marisa realize she isn't even competing in the 'giant-fuck-off laser' department.
- - -
You step back into the shrine to find dinner in the process of being made. It's just Kanako and Suwako in the dining room, Sanae having taken over the kitchen ever since you came back. Both goddesses greet you in their usual fashions as you enter.
Your suit, thankfully, is fine beyond some dirt you illusion away easily, though you would absolutely love a shower after you finish eating.
"Anything interesting happen today?" You ask as you sit down at the heated table.
Suwako shrugs her shoulders without turning away from the television. "Not that ah particularly noticed, how'd the bribin' go?"
"Fine." You answer, perhaps a bit more quickly than necessary. Though if Suwako notices she doesn't show it, more enthused by the game playing on the television.
Sanae steps in a few minutes later carrying a plate of food, a happy smile on her face as she sets the plates down on the table. Well, until she sets the plates down at your end of the table, she pauses mid-motion, eyes narrowing as she stares at you. "You did something stupid today didn't you?"
…
"No?"
She would never wring the truth out of you, but dinner was certainly… awkward with the accusatory glances she was shooting your way. It passes without incident either way thankfully, and after dinner you wash away the accumulated grime of the fight, the last remnants of the pain having ebbed away during your second meal of the evening.
As the hot water washes over you, you plan out the rest of your week.
Chapter 99: Dreams Once More
Chapter Text
Today was a… fascinating day. That's the main thought that is really running through your mind as you leave the spell cards aside in favor of your bed. You got some things accomplished since you came back, but you will need to work even more going forward.
You don't so much lay as flop onto the bed. While she thankfully healed you, it doesn't quite mask the faint headaches magical exhaustion always leaves you with. You dealt with it for decades, that faint crushing sensation of your entire being snuffed out like a candle underwater.
Still, at least it is something you do not have to worry about anymore. Your exhaustion catches up to you quickly, and before you can even really think about it you are falling asleep, the week's plans fading away as you enter the realm of dreams.
- - -
*Poke*
Your eyes snap open. "I am not in the mood Suwa-" You trail off as you stare at the shrine maiden in front of you. She's short, roughly Sanae's height, maybe a bit taller. She has long black hair that trails all the way down to her ankles, it's not tied up, she allows it to apparently hang free. She is dressed in the traditional outfit, far more traditional than Sanae's and Reimu's, a spear is held in her left hand while a gohei is held in her right. She smiles at you, a familiar one as this person you recognize.
"Good evening, Kochiya."
The ancient shrine maiden smiles a bit wider and bows briefly. You stand in a forested clearing, the trees move in a nonexistent breeze while a lazy stream cuts through the snow-covered ground. Along the stream are a series of five doors standing alone without any support, small wisps of fog and smoke escapes from underneath them.
"Another one of these?" You turn back to the shrine maiden only to see a figure in green. She has turned back from the familiar face to the silhouette. You still need to get to the bottom of that, but you honestly have no idea how.
She nods, apparently nonplussed with the sudden change and gestures to the doors.
You take one look more at the figure before acquiescing, your feet crunching against the snow as you make your way over. There are five doors, each set just feet apart from each other. Each has a simple knob.
The first three are eastern in design, sliding paper doors that would slide into nothing by all appearances. The fourth is of a heavy wooden make while the fifth is… you aren't quite sure what the fifth is. A large door made of what by all appearances is gold. Intricate metalwork runs up and down it, though what it portrays is esoteric at best and nonsensical at worst. Characters and iconography you don't recognize, though the work is still at least recognizably Japanese.
The first door opens to reveal a grassy hill upon which a single large tree sits. A shrine rope of some sort is wrapped around its midsection, a small offering table resting below it. In front of it is a long winding river. It stretches infinitely in either direction, the water calm and placid. Bobbing gently tied up near the shore is a small rowboat, empty.
The second door reveals a dusty workshop, the familiar sound of a chisel hitting wood sounds in the background as you gaze inside. You appear to be in the back of the workshop, an old thing. Shelves line the walls filled with puppets and masks.
The third door reveals what appears to be an old shrine room, far older and less maintained than the one in the Moriya temple. The heavy scent of incense hits you, along with the sound of rotting wood. Chants, recognizably Buddhist, fill the air along with the faint sound of pained breathing.
The fourth and western style door reveals a small bedroom. A heavy bed sits in the center of the room and… not much else really. A small simple dresser rests against the far wall next to a window overlooking a rainy scene that you can't quite make out the exterior dark and black, almost unnaturally. The sheets of the bed are pulled up to hide a figure underneath, the only sound being the pitter patter of the rain and the faint crying of whomever is hiding underneath the covers.
The fifth and last door reveals… a scene you can say you are honestly unfamiliar with. The door opens to what appears to be a series of floating islands in the sky, they gently bob in the air the only thing connecting them is finely made rope bridges. Every odd island is dotted with houses, almost all noble is construction and appearance. Nobody is in view, but in the distance, you hear the sounds of a rumbling thunderstorm.
Well, interesting options, but… you have a hard time ignoring the sound of a crying child. You barely have to glance towards the figure before making your decision.
You step through the threshold of the dreamscape and into the cold, damp, bedroom. The faint sound of sniffling underneath the sheets is all you can hear besides the light pitter-patter of rain and creaking wood. The room doesn't have a scent, though being a dream you suppose that is supposed to be expected. Everything is rather… hazy. Misremembered. The furniture, that which there is, is plain and unremarkable. There's a dresser against the far wall that is mismatched, quite literally. One half is wood brown while the other is a rather loud blue, one is far larger than the other and they are 'molded' together like someone had got at them with a hacksaw and rice-glue. It appears the dream is something barely remembered, or the dreamer is rather distressed and distracted.
The entire room is dilapidated besides that. Old wood, not yet rotten, creaks beneath your feet with every step. The door is a blank piece of wood, literally. There is no knob or seemingly any way to open it. While the window shakes and rattles with wind you can hear but not feel. The view outside is completely hidden.
That leaves one thing of note, the old bed and the figure crying underneath the covers.
You walk up, feet making the hardwood underneath groan with every step. You reach the edge of the bed and stare at the figure. Whomever it is is quite small, even curled up as you can see by their outline underneath the blanket. With a gentle rap you knock your knuckles against the wooden frame of the bed. The crying fades to a sniffle and the blankets pull aside to reveal the figure. She's young, maybe five or six, blonde in hair and she's wearing nice if simple clothes. A long nightdress that runs down to her ankles. As she sits up the blanket falls around her to reveal a pair of… twig wings sprouting from her back. Small crystals hang from them and shift with every movement, glinting and shining as they catch the light, like a snowflake on a sunny day.
She speaks before she turns to look at you. "Sœur?" Her voice is light and hesitant, and very French. When her eyes land on you they fly open, revealing her crimson irises in the process.
You raise your hands apologetically, your tongue switching to french immediately. "Apologies, I heard the crying from outside, are you alright?" You gesture towards the now open door, a subtle effect of your illusions… not your most clever trick but nobody pays that much attention in dreams anyway.
Her eyes flash, a pulse of red causing them to glow amidst the darkness as her hand lashes out to collide with your stomach. The blow is enough to send you stumbling back but it doesn't particularly hurt either. It's far more strength than any girl of her age should have, but then again she isn't precisely human either is she?
Her sclera has gone black. The only sign of true color in her eyes being her red irises that glow before turning back to normal. She holds the hand out a moment longer before allowing it to fall at her side. The limb is extremely thin, nearly as thin as her wings. Someone may just point to her youth but… you recognize what a starving child looks like.
You raise your hands again in surrender. "Apologies again for disturbing your rest, are you hungry?" You put some charm in your voice, not much, you don't know what form of Youkai she is, though you have a guess, and you don't want to possibly overwhelm her.
It works thankfully, the fangs pulling back into her mouth and her eyes losing their glow after a moment. An awkward silence fills the room before the windows rattle at the edge of the room and a blast of cold air wafts through. Causing the young girl to shiver before pulling the blankets back around herself again. "You… have food?"
You nod and approach slowly, she watches you warily as your approach and you don't lower your arms… but you do close them. With a smile on your face, you stop a good two feet or so in front of the bed and kneel down to be at eye level with her. Then you stretch out your right hand, your left reaches into your breast pocket and produces your handkerchief. With a deliberately showy motion your hold it above your right hand before dropping it, covering the hand completely. You wiggle your fingers, a very important part of the illusion process before pulling the handkerchief away to reveal a small pastry.
The girl lets out a surprised gasp, her hands flying to her face as she watches your magic. She reaches out a hand before stopping it just inches away, her red eyes searching yours as if to ask for permission.
You nod, and she snatches it away like she was afraid you would steal it away back into the ether, she opens her mouth wide, revealing quite a few sharp teeth in the process, before she takes a large bite out of the pastry. It apparently is to her liking, which is no surprise, since it was designed to be such. The bed shakes a little as her legs kick into it and a wide smile comes across her face that threatens to drown out the darkness of the room in its light.
You pull out your handkerchief again and dab at her cheek causing her to giggle. "Such a messy little eater, do you have a name little one?"
She swallows the rest of the pastry before responding. She now looks remarkably less hesitant as she speaks to you. Bribery, the fastest solution to nearly all diplomatic problems, it even works on any age group. "Flandre."
"Flandre eh?" You roll around the name in your mouth a moment. "A lovely name for a lovely girl. Why is such a lovely little girl doing crying underneath her covers?" The name is familiar, and you are going by both the presence of the french language and general… size. You would assume this to be Remilia's sister, which means you should probably play this carefully. Though a child is a child, vampire though she may be.
"Sister is still gone, she went out for food this morning and she hasn't come back."
You let out a hum and hold out your hand to roughly well… the height you are now. "Yea high, purple hair?"
Her eyes widen and she nods.
"I know her, though unfortunately, I haven't seen her in quite a bit. Are you alright besides that?"
She stares at your outstretched hand, her eyes regaining their glow before she tears her gaze away to stare at the floor. "Hungry."
Ah. Well. "I can give you some more food if you want... but that's not what you are truly hungry for, is it?"
You hear a faint growl you place to be her stomach and she pulls the blankets around herself a bit tighter. Her eyes dart from the floor to your wrist, your hand, your neck. "Can you feed me?"
"Blood?"
She nods, a bit frantically. Her eyes are glowing brighter and brighter and the blackness is returning to her sclera. Well… you are in a dream so you should be safe, and… well, she seems calm. Now anyway. Still, vampires are dangerous beasts.
You are no connoisseur, your species never needed to subsist on such things, but you still know well enough that she would probably find your blood disgusting, dream or not. Youkai blood tends to taste foul to those who drink it, it doesn't have the 'life' that human blood does.
That, and you do not need a vampire latched onto your neck with no promise she is coming off again. Still, you can certainly *fake* it. "I am afraid you would not enjoy my blood, but…" You waggle a finger in front of her face, her eyes following it like a fish might a worm on a hook. You smile and hold snap your fingers, your other hand coming up holding a blood bag. It's not a modern one, you haven't been in a hospital since the 60's, but it's warm and should work well enough.
You waggle it in front of her. "Go on."
She snatches it out of your hands before you even finish speaking. Her eyes narrowing as she turns the bag around in her hands. After a half second more of deliberation, she decides to forgo finding a way to open it in favor of opening her mouth and biting deep into it. Her fangs immediately stained red as the blood is sucked up and into her mouth.
The change in her is both immediate and dramatic. As she sucks up the blood some 'life' returns to her frame. Her cheeks quickly start to lose their pale quality and her the black of her sclera starts to fade… just how hungry was this girl?
You sit up on the bed, the mattress sinking a little as you do so. She is wholly distracted by eating, making no note or nudge at your presence as she drains the rest of the bag. It takes her a good thirty seconds or so to drain it all, and even that is faster than you expected for a girl of her size.
It drops from her fingers as a shiver runs up and down her frame. Her 'wings' flapping briefly before she lets out a decidedly unladylike burp. Her hands rising to cover her mouth before she lets out a series of giggles.
She doesn't need real blood right now, which is good since you weren't sure if that would work. How 'real' you are in a dream is questionable, while on the outside world you would be little more than a figment and director. Here things are more… questionable.
She lowers the hands from her face to set them in her lap, the edges of them covered in faint stains of red. Her mouth then curls into a decidedly adorable smile as she swings her legs over the edge of the bed, her feet slapping against the metal frame before she happily kicks them back against the mattress. With each movement, the crystals hanging from her wings glint and gleam in the light, blues, greens, yellows, and red. A full rainbow spectrum hanging a good foot on either of sider of her. Were it not for the fact that she can seemingly move them you would imagine she would have an absolute nightmare of a time getting through doors.
"Can you do more of that poofy stuff?"
Poofy…
"You mean…" You trail off, turning your gaze forward. With a snap of your fingers a small bouquet of flowers appears in your hands. "Like so?"
Flandre claps excitedly. "More! More!"
You toss her the bouquet and smile, earnestly. "Certainly, though not too much, a little one such as yourself can't be staying up too late now."
… Nor should she welcome random strangers into her bedroom. But dream logic is a tricky thing, especially when you are apparently near starvation. You spend the next long while performing little tricks while she watches in amazement. It isn't too long however before the lethargy of a full stomach gets the better to her, her head dipping over repeatedly before she can't even muster the effort to keep her eyes open.
The dream ended as soon as she started 'dreaming' again herself, and you awaken back to the cool night air. The sound of pouring rain is replaced by the sound of night birds and a whistling mountain wind. Through the window the moon is high and proud, the faint specks of snow visible in it's light falling down to earth.
You roll back over to face the door, pulling up the covers a bit tighter. While it's true you are not nearly as affected by cold as most, warmth is still delicious. As you begin to close your eyes you notice something just out of the corner of your vision. Ah.
The dream produced a spellcard.
It's an image of a rainy alley, depicted in silhouette. The stones and buildings surrounding it are harsh black blocks while the sky beyond is a gradient blue. Peeking just out around the edge of the alley to look into it is a familiar figure. A child silhouetted in red looks into the alley, familiar stick wings extended behind her. Printed on the black of the alley in bright red lettering is…
`Taboo - The Lost Girl`
Interesting, you place it with the rest of your spellcards then close your eyes… that can wait until spellcard training.
---
You awaken several more hours later to the familiar sound of peace and quiet. That may sound odd, but you spent a majority of your life in massive cities so sometimes waking up to little more than the birds is quite nice.
You pull yourself out of bed and grab your clothes before stepping outside. The yard is covered in snow, a good half foot of it easily. Not one to suffer wet pants legs you instead fly over it using your spellcard. Perhaps a mundane utility, but you have the damn thing and you are going to use it.
A quick shower and change later and you are ready for the day, and the rest of the week besides. You've got quite a bit planned, though this morning is going to be especially important. You have to explain your plan to the goddesses, Suwako you aren't too worried about. Your plan revolves quite a bit around agriculture, something you know she enjoys. It's Kanako that will be the stickler, if you play your cards wrong she could take this the wrong way, or worse, go ahead with her 'punch everyone in the face' plan. Which, you admit, would be remarkably effective, just would also probably make new enemies… especially when you don't know who was behind the attack.
… Which is also something you have to bring up to the goddesses, you didn't think much of it at first, but not everything has added up.
You step into the dining room to see Kanako sitting on her holy couch with nobody else in sight. The television is on, and for once isn't displaying the news or some form of soap opera. Instead, the controller for the game system is in her grip, her eyes narrowed as she focuses on the game she is playing… it isn't Mario Kart, and frankly, you don't recognize it.
Still, you know better to interrupt. Stepping back out of the dining room you wander into the kitchen. In there is a sight both familiar and unfamiliar, you have grown quite used to seeing clones of Suwako around, especially when cooking. You still aren't quite used to seeing clones of 'big' Suwako, nor how creepy it is when they all turn to look at you at once when you open a door.
"Mornin', Furball." Especially when she makes them all talk at the same time. You swear that 'voice of legion' thing is deliberate.
"Good… morning Suwako, is Sanae awake?
The goddess...es shake their head, before the closest one speaks up. "Still sleepin', we gave 'er the day off. She got 'er work done early so she's actually mostly free this week."
Good on her you suppose, you weren't really planning on including her in this conversation you were planning to begin with. That, and the longer you have time to recuperate the less chance she has of finding out you fought Yuuka. "Fair enough, that works out anyway. I have to talk to you and Kanako this morning, privately."
"Oh? This one of them fun talks?"
You shrug your shoulders before leaning against the door frame. "Politics mostly, nothing bad… probably."
The goddess gains a wry smile, that familiarly devious one of hers she gets when she is bragging about a new curse or poison she developed. "Oh, that's the best kind of fun, well, long as you ain't on the wrong side of it anyway."
"If you say so, politics tends to be a means to an end most of the time. If Sanae is relaxing what are you and Kanako doing the rest of the week?"
"Ah'm gonna go out into the village later on directin' some villagers for fixing up the roadside shrines, that's about it. Think Beanpole is gonna be workin' on the New Year's Arrow and helping out with that. Probably gonna head out in 'bout an hour."
You nod, pushing away from the doorframe. "Alright, then we can talk while we eat then." With that you turn back around and start to walk through the doorway back into the hallway before you find a spatula pointed between your eyes.
It's wielded by a frowning curse goddess. The expression you like seeing the least on her face. "Ya ain't allowed ta' bother me in ma' kitchen without helpin' out, ya've done it before and no longer. Now help me stir the rice."
"... Yes, ma'am."
- - -
You step back into the dining room with a hot plate on each hand, carefully setting each onto the table while Suwako lays the rest out. "We're not gonna wait for Sanae?"
Suwako shakes her head. "Let 'er sleep, she was up late last night."
"Indeed," Kanako breaks off a pair of chopsticks and starts to dig into the rice, the controller sitting to the side on the couch. "What is it you wished to speak of Ayumu?"
… You know, sometimes the telepathy really saves time.
You break off your own pair and start to talk between bites. "Well, when Suwako and myself first confronted Danjuro, he already had knowledge of my cover, which implies he had contacts and connections in the underground. This doesn't really surprise me as with the game he was playing I expected him to have eyes everywhere. But moments before his death he implied he not working alone and that another group was responsible for the destruction of the Shrines."
Suwako sucks in air through her teeth. "That'll be annoying if he wasn't bluffin', he say anythin' else?"
"To quote him exactly; *'gurgle, glug, hack up blood,' end quote." You poke the chopsticks into your chest in the approximate location, "I assume that translates to *'please remove the spear from my chest.'*"
Kanako pauses in her eating. "Why did you not bring this up before?"
"I was rather distracted, and frankly I didn't really think too much of it at the time, but it is worth noting now. Him knowing my disguises was a surprise but… not incredibly out of character given how foxes work." You give the best apologetic look you can muster. "The destruction of the shrines, well, I didn't really think much of it at the time but it is worth discussing if we are going to get involved with the underground again. That's what this conversation is going to be mostly about."
Kanako looks back at her food and pokes the rice, a frown on her face. "We shall have to be especially careful if that is the case. Though I was already planning on being as such. We shall not have a repeat of the disaster previously foisted upon us."
… Actually Kanako I believe you foisted that upon yourself.
Still, you nod. "From what I've seen so far the main problem is that they are suspicious of us, for understandable reasons. Ideally, we should be trying to convince them we won't make the same errors again and that we have their best interests in heart. If we don't then it is pointless… On top of that if we don't play our cards right the destroyer of the shrines may attempt to turn this against us. It wouldn't be hard, since everyone down there already expects us to mess things up."
"What do ya have in mind?"
You tap the chopsticks against the side of the bowl before setting them down on the table. You change your sitting position from a seiza to fully sitting down. Your feet underneath the heated table as you look at them both. "I want to introduce large scale agriculture to the underground. It's something they would want, it's something nearly all societies want, Youkai or not."
You turn to look at Suwako specifically as you speak. "On top of that it would also make them more self sufficient, if we play our cards right we can assist them through the entire process, making the shrine tied to it in a way nobody can disregard."
You allow a smile on your face and lean forward a little. "Agriculture is your field for the most part, though from what I gather I doubt the soil is suited for overworld crops. I… don't really know how to deal with that but I figured you would know a way." You then turn your gaze to Kanako who is watching you carefully. "I thought you would be able to make it rain, though admittedly I do now know much about that facet of your powers."
You shrug your shoulders, picking up your food again. "Either way, I've seen you grow plants rapidly Suwako, and you have come up with some… interesting designs. So I figured if anyone could do it you could."
Both of the goddesses look at each other, Suwako's eyes narrowing as they have a conversation you cannot hear. It breaks in moments, Suwako smiling broadly before looking back at you. "It's doable, though ah'd need to find out what they really need. Food is all well and good but that ain't flashy, though ah got plenty of people on my side in the past from makin' a good harvest happen."
You take a bite out of your food, thinking about it a moment before continuing where she left off. "Well, that is the easiest first step, proper food that is. Then we can get the various communities interested in what we can do for them. Before it was power, but with our connections we could offer them all sorts of things. I, or we, would need to work heavily with the council to make that happen though." You pause, thinking of what you know of the council so far. You have yet to meet all of them, and you know none of their motivations beyond the obvious. AKA, 'I want to further the influence of my species.' "It's going to be a lot of politics, which thankfully I'm good at. If we play our cards right it may draw out those dear shrine destroyers of ours though, which we can easily play to our advantage."
You glance at the door, pausing in your speech. You haven't heard any sound coming from Sanae's direction but it is still better safe than sorry. "I'll be deliberately throwing my neck on the chopping block, people are starting to know who I am so I make good bait. I'm a rather tricky person to catch, though admittedly the council probably only knows me under disguise… not sure if I should be changing that or not."
Kanako hums thoughtfully. "You should continue scouting out our enemie-... political opponents, before making a decision on how to approach them as the Moriya. If they never meet you in your old form again so be it, Youkai disappear in Gensokyo quite commonly."
"Fair enough, but either way right now my focus is on getting them on our side in general, if and when we actually get them to agree with our plans we could do a big demonstration. I figured you both know plenty about organizing those. We need to convince them that we shall not be putting them in danger again."
Suwako grins. "Ah've thrown together many a festival in ma' day. Though we'll need ta' be careful about it. The underground is fighty in general, much more so when we have hidden enemies. Probably need ta' make sure we have good security."
"The tengu could assist in that regard, they would benefit from increased relations to the underground certainly." You say as you turn to look at Kanako. "That moment would also be a good time for you to…" you don't say apologize, "accept any challenges from the denizens of the underground, you would certainly have a large audience, and the faith would probably even help make the crops grow." You then glance over at Suwako. "If that is how that works anyway, the mechanics of faith itself are still rather alien to me."
Suwako nods happily. "Should work, 'ssuming Kanako won the fights anyway." The glib in her tone is about as obvious as it could be, though to your surprise Kanako doesn't respond. Instead, the goddess is staring down at the table apparently lost in thought.
You watch for a moment, and the goddess apparently isn't adding anything to the conversation so you continue. "The introduction of agriculture would also allow us to make some profit if we are careful. The underground is a place of vices, this much is obvious both from the species that live there and what I've actually physically seen. "If Kanako fights all comers, I can almost guarantee they will start betting on it, something we could quite easily run. On top of the fact that they will be importing less goods, so we can take over the markets, or work with those who *were* importing in and cut a deal in our favor."
You can't fight the grin that comes to your face as you outline the rest of your plan. "In addition, the faction leaders will almost certainly want a piece of the pie, and we will need people to manage the blessings. An easy excuse to get some shrine maidens down there, though I am nervous about setting up the underground shrine until we know who broke it in the first place. I assume we are watching the roadshrine shrines like a hawk?"
"Ah'll be cursin' the hell out of 'em."
"Make it nasty, the only damage I want to repair is caused by your spars, not outside mischief."
You glance over at Kanako, who is still lost in thought. Returning to your meal you take another bite before finishing your plan. "Either way, if that all works out. We have multiple ways to approach this. If we take on the brunt of the work of agriculture we will have to front the cost and manage the market that springs up, but we will reap all the profits. On top of the fake, we will get a large windfall of faith." You waggle your figures, a little Irikuma and Lord Tenma appearing on the table. "If we let our allies handle it…" You gesture to Tenma. "We shall deepen our relationship even further, and involving them may get others interested as well." You then gesture to Irikuma. "If we leave it to the underground factions we would certainly not get near as much benefits… but the faith output and political advantages are obvious. Though I will need to speak to all parties before we make a decision, if we even want others to handle it at all."
"Agreed." Kanako finally breaks her silence, looking up from the table to stare at you. "I see the merits of the plan and all variances, as long as I am allowed to relieve them of their grievances I am fine. Though I would prefer not to dally in such an endeavor, if there are truly outside forces we must move quickly. Repairing this shall not be a rapid conquest, but a swift action will allow us to get our forces in place."
She shakes her head, letting out a deep breath. "I would also be willing to offer my condolences to the leaders of the council, if it shall help. Though I shall still be employing my plan as well, even if it is during the festival."
"Aye, ain't a bad plan. Don't see any problems with it, we can start makin' work on it when the roadside shrines are done, in the meantime ah'd suggest you do what ya do best. Sneakin'. Though ah would suggest to focus on one element of the plan first."
"Agreed, I've been thinking on where to start, I think the best thing to focus on in the beginning would be-"
Chapter 100: Development Discoveries and Debutante
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"I think I'm going to focus on starting up the agriculture part of the plan. It is the basis for everything we are doing going forward, and the more I found out about that the more I will find out about the Underground in general. Having allies is all well and good but first I need to know who I am actually dealing with." You look up at both goddess and smile. "After all, you two would always send out the scouts before the soldiers."
Kanako smiles back, as does Suwako a short moment later. Kanako responds first. "Indeed, find out what you can shinshi. I request regular reports so I may offer my own ideas as well."
"And ah'll be goin' with ya if you are going down there so ah can get my own ideas in person, ah know a bit more 'bout crops than you do."
You nod to them both. "It shall be done, though for a bit at least I'm going to be reaching out to the Fox Village… along with giving out the rest of the gifts anyway. Going to see about testing my spellcards in the meantime as well."
"A spar?"
You look over at Kanako, a familiar smile is on her face, the aggressive but friendly one. "... Maybe. I could do with keeping my stuffing inside of me for a day." You let the words trail off then glance back at the table. "About that. There's one more aspect of my plan I'm as of yet unsure of."
Both goddesses shoot each other a look then lean forwards a little, breakfast forgotten. You do suppose you are their main form of entertainment when Sanae isn't around. "Involving Yuuka. I've built up a… rapport with her of sorts. She is skilled in botany, and her reputation precedes her. A useful force multiplier. I was at her home earlier."
You rub your shoulder, being honest has admittedly never been your strong suit. "She beat the stuffing out of me in a spellcard duel, but we seem to have left on well enough terms."
"Do ya go anywhere without gettin' into ah fight?" Suwako seems more amused than exasperated, fortunately for you.
"In my defense, it wasn't much of a fight." You… probably could have phrased that better. Kanako is looking down towards her food while Suwako reaches over to tap you on the forehead.
"Ah'd say ya were cursed if ah didn't regularly check ya myself. Ya got more bad luck than most ah've seen, and ah've seen plenty. Did ya start it or did she just attack ya?"
"She was apparently not a fan of me giving her all of those gifts, if I had to guess she probably thought I was bribing her." The frog goddess then pats you on the shoulder, looking over you for apparently injuries. You hold up a hand to assuage her. "It was an honest spellcard duel, I didn't gain any permanent injuries and we left on good terms."
"Do not seek her assistance with the Underground."
Suwako pauses in her fussing and you turn your head to see Kanako looking at you with a very serious expression on her face. "Kazami Yuuka is powerful, and she has a very useful reputation, but it is her's alone. She is unpredictable and manipulates events to her own ends without fail. Establishing a working relationship is good, but I will not have her included into our plans, I doubt she would wish to be apart from her fields for that long either way."
Well… Kanako certainly has a strong opinion about that. "It was the part of my plan I had the most doubts about, especially with the ability Suwako has with plant life. I will continue to cultivate that relationship, however. I seem to get along well with terrifyingly powerful women."
Suwako pokes you in the cheek. "Ah merely tolerate ya, don't you be gettin' any ideas."
Kanako, however, has no time for merriment. "Be careful, she is as powerful as she is unpredictable." Kanako then smiles again, this one wry. "And I, dear shinshi, only tolerate you as long as you make my daughter happy. Do keep that in mind."
… Yes ma'am.
You eat the rest of your breakfast in peace, Sanae waking near the end to eat until she passes into a food coma. On days when she isn't expected to do anything, you are surprised how lethargic she gets. Though you suppose she hardly had much 'peace' growing up. As much as it may be stressful… at least your dear new sister has her parents around at all times now.
… Also you remember when Kanako was nervous about calling Sanae her daughter. That didn't last long. Then again, with how much they dote on her, you don't know how long she expected to keep that side of her hidden either.
She has good mothers.
- - -
"So… this spellcard only works after you get hit by someone else attack?" You look up from the card to see Sanae staring at you with a clear expression of pure resignation.
"It would seem to be the case."
She closes her eyes, letting out a deep breath in the process. "Of course it does, why would it work any different, and you found this out by dueling Yuuka Kazami of all people."
Yeah, that was an awkward conversation. Though, to your surprise, Sanae only seemed mildly irritated. To quote her; 'of course you got into a brawl with Yuuka,' Which was far easier to deal with than 'oh goddesses above are you okay?' Of course, that reaction might be a bad sign, you aren't quite sure yet.
Still, she was certainly willing to help you out with spellcard training. Though she also probably doesn't want to see you splattered across the wall like roadkill either come the next time some horribly powerful monster wants to play with you.
"Apologies, she started the fight, not I." Any further explanation on your part is cut off as her hand shoots to clamp your lips shut. The shrine maiden is rubbing the side of her head.
"It's like a dog chasing squirrels, except the squirrels are powered by nuclear energy and can shoot lasers out of their eyes."
"Mm mm hmm mfg mhg mh mm."
She opens her eyes to glare at you, then releases her grip on your lips. "I am going to beat the absolute stuffing out of you. I am going to get the goddesses to help. You want to test your spellcards? Fine, we shall, you can go on whatever little adventures you want in the meantime, but we will be going over everything these next few days." Her gohei lashes out, the tip of the paper right below her nose. Her glare has transitioned from the 'angry puppy' look she tends to favor to one startlingly more like her mothers. Kanako specifically.
"... Yes ma'am."
She smiles, the glare doesn't lessen. This… is the same face Suwako likes to use when she is thinking about curses. "Gooood pet. We shall train in the mornings."
She then produces a spellcard, the lettering glints in the afternoon sun's light.
`Preparation - Takeminakata Invocation`
That's a new one, it's an image of her in the center surrounded by nearly innumerable balls of energy. "You are getting far too much enjoyment out of this."
She holds it up so it is between your face and hers. Then, after a pregnant pause, she twists it so it is pointed directly at your face. "Oh, I do believe I am getting the exact right enjoyment out of this. Preparation - Takeminakata Invocation!"
- - -
The Fox Village is reclusive, but you knew that already. It's not a surprise, but it does make it difficult to find a good disguise. It's not like anyone here would attack you, but you are also trying to avoid any attention either if at all possible. This is a scouting mission.
It's also the reason why your only company is Suwako, more for backup than anything else. The goddess is well suited to such endeavors, being more comfortable with shapeshifting than Kanako is.
Still, these past two days of scouting haven't turned up that much. The locals certainly seem more open and chipper since the last time you were here, apparently Danjuro and his cronies weren't well liked… though nobody is willing to talk about them when you bring it up either. It may be worth coming in blatantly at some point, it seems none of the other factions have approached them either.
Then again, with how hidden it is the other religions might not even know of their existence. It gives you time, you suppose, but for now you are still testing the waters. Some key things you have learned.
First; They loathed Danjuro, from what you can gather he would 'recruit' any high tailed foxes that wandered in, and generally acted like he ran the place. The only reason they hadn't stopped him was the foxes own reclusive nature keeping them from seeking outside help.
Second; It's almost entirely agricultural here, which… is not a bad thing given what your goddesses are focused on. You don't doubt some are plying their trade elsewhere, but there are no giant death robots like the Kappa have or anything else equally silly.
Third; They worship Oinari almost exclusively, which is honestly to be expected from foxes. Though you have not seen evidence of the deity here, or anywhere in Gensokyo for that matter.
… Actually, come to think of it. "What do you know of Oinari?"
The goddess looks up from her eating. The two of you are sat on a small hill overlooking the village well away from any eavesdroppers. Not that you don't have a secondary illusion cast over your position anyway. You could eat in the village, but with fox hearing it's best to regroup outside. You could certainly mask the sound but… better safe than sorry.
"Enough to know I have little to do with it." The lack of accent in Suwako's voice took some getting used to, but you adjusted quickly. "Why?"
"I've seen quite a few shrines dedicated to him, along with that statue in the village. Yet I have seen no sign of the god themself in or out of Gensokyo. Admittedly I was rather unfaithful once the… incident with my clan happened." You are still, the god of foxes seems to do precious little to actually protect said foxes. Though you suppose you could compare that to many human gods throughout history as well.
The goddess glances down at her food a moment before setting it down onto the spread you've laid out. "I know most of the gods and goddesses in Gensokyo, some good, some bad. Some little more than faint spirits of the season, others that could frankly grapple with Kanako and myself back in our heyday." She looks up briefly, her eyes darting around as if searching her brain for the answer. "No, I don't recall meeting any fox deities in Gensokyo. Knew Wakumusubi, but I haven't seen her in centuries at least."
You turn from looking at her to studying the village again. "I would expect a deity to hang around their most obvious worshippers." You wouldn't go so far as to call it prosperous but it is definitely expansive. Not quite as big as the Tengu in scale perhaps, but the population easily dwarfs your hometown. "They are either hiding, or…"
"Dead?" Suwako shakes her head. "Wouldn't be the first deity that didn't make it, though Oinari is still followed today so I would be surprised. To be honest even Wakumusubi kept to herself, she preferred sending minions out to do things. So no, Oinari may be around but I couldn't say."
You allow yourself to smile as you return to your eating. "We'll be finding out real fast if we decide to get the foxes involved with us." Or maybe you won't. It's extremely difficult to discern acts of the god of tricksters from simple bad luck and circumstance if they don't want to be obvious.
"Decide? Hardly. Even if they don't worship us we'll have a useful power base here, they already like us for dealing with Danjuro and his ilk. We'll just need to play our cards right."
Cards right indeed, you still haven't seen any higher tailed foxes either. The last thing you need is for a lower tailed fox to get the same idea Danjuro. Your six tails are not a mark of invincibility, more like an expensive sword; it's a good weapon, but there are a people who can take it, and plenty who really want to.
Suwako stuffs the packaging of her meal back into her carrying case and dusts herself off. "What's next?"
- - -
Kanako hefts up the onbashira and roughly deposits it into the earth. The ground quakes slightly with the impact as she shoves it a good foot into the dirt. Satisfied with her work the goddess turns around, hand placed lazily… but strategically on the handle of her sheathed sword. "Which card do you plan on starting with?"
You draw out the card and flip it around, Kanako's eyes widening as she takes in the image. "The maiden of flowers and the insane sister of the Scarlet in one week, I have never met a living man so eager to meet his death."
While Sanae may have been acting like her mother earlier in the week, with the amount of exasperation you hear in Kanako's voice you can tell it flows a bit in the other direction as well. "She was actually quite friendly, a bit unstable perhaps, but friendly nonetheless."
Kanako cracks a smile at that statement. "Your… adventurous undertakings are part of what makes you amusing. Now, go ahead and test it."
You hold the card out and allow your magic to channel into it. It glows... well, scarlet. That much is to be expected. It's the same hue of red her sister's card draws out. It draws a decent amount, maybe half as much as scarlet shoot all told. Faint giggling fills your ears and with a final drawing of magic a series of blood red bats made of energy shoot out from the card. Four in total, they dart forward and in brief bursts of red turn into silhouettes of Flandre herself, scything claws cutting forward and into the treeline. With each slash dirt is overturned, the final blow enough to gouge out a good section of a tree.
With that final bit of damage done they all fade, the bright red figures fading in the waning light of day like they were never there at all. The only marks of their presence on the world being the damage to nature and the trailing laugh in your ears.
Kanako looks at the damage approvingly. "Directional, but a nasty surprise in a fight. I approve. Though due to the time it took to go off it may be best as a surprise attack. What would your next spellcard be?"
You produce the next card, Living Cremation. You flip it around in your fingers so Kanako can take a look at it, a brief look of confusion crossing her features before they narrow. "Did you acquire that card in a dream?"
You nod. Not speaking for a moment as you turn the card back around to stare at it. "It's from one of my own dreams. When my sister… died, I burned the body. It's how we foxes honor our dead, true as most in Japan. I did not offer her any ceremony, I did it so she wouldn't be discovered and so I could escape. It isn't a pleasant memory for me."
Kanako doesn't respond, the only sound in the arena being that of mountain birds and the faint whistling wind. You both enjoy and hate the silence on this mountain sometimes, but after a good few seconds, it is broken by Kanako. "You are not required to test it if you are uncomfortable with it, I do not use all of my spellcar-"
You hold up a hand to stop her. "It's alright, hiding from it won't make it any better."
You glance at the front of the card a moment before holding it out in front of you. With a thought you release your magic into the card, it's… not drawing a lot actually. It feels like an overpowered Flame of Miyagi or something similar to it in strength. Golden red light flicks across the card, the dancing magical energy looking suspiciously like fire before the card bursts.
With a flash of magical energy, a wave of flame erupts from the card sending scorching magic in every direction. About half of it splashes harmlessly against the ground, the rest erupts in a fifteen-foot wave of heat before dissipating. You can feel sweat dripping off your skin. You aren't burned or damaged, but the heat is very real, the bit of snow you are standing in has turned into little more than slush.
"A self-destruction card of sorts, I have seen several similar in Gensokyo. In your case I imagine it would be most effective as a trap or a means to get someone out of your space."
You nod, looking over the damage before slipping the card back into your pocket. You reach to pull out the next card before a hand lands on your shoulder. You jerk slightly, Kanako's movement having taken you by surprised.
"That is enough dwelling in the past for today, now you shall spar against one of us. " She declares, nodding to the side of the field, where you see a familiar hat begin to rise from the ground. A smile is on Kanako's face, perhaps she knew what card you were thinking about drawing next.
Well, you suppose a spar couldn't hurt…
- - -
The garden is sadly dead, the winter of the forest having taken its toll on the flowers. A shame, Alice's garden was quite lovely. Still, you do suppose the seasons exist for a reason. Fortunately for you Alice is home, if the chimney smoke is any indication.
You walk down the stone path to her home, little flits of movement in the forest around you reveal her dolls at work. Some are gathering small twigs, others moving in groups to collect lumber. It appears even a witch needs to keep warm in winter. That also means she is more than likely well aware of you and Sanae's presence.
You were briefly surprised the shrine maiden wanted to come along, then remembered precisely why she enjoys Alice's workshop. Sanae was all too eager to volunteer once you revealed who was your first stop on your gift giving tour. Though notably, she had no great interest in visiting Takemi or Wakasagi.
You reach up and knock on the door. You only have to wait for a good five to six seconds before it pulls open slowly, another team of dolls working in tandem to pull it back revealing the warm interior. Alice is sitting on a rocking chair next to her fireplace, one hand held up towards the door revealing taut strings, the other closing a small book that was resting on her lap.
"Good morning, I was not expecting a visit from the Moriya. Is something the matter?"
You slip off your shoes and step inside, the slippers near the door wonderfully warm already. "I never finished thanking you properly for your assistance in the incidents. So I came by to give you a gift. Sanae just wants to see the giant doll."
Alice shifts in the chair enough to turn around and look at you, though she doesn't bother getting up. "A gift?"
You step forward, Sanae following immediately after. You reach your hand in your pocket before producing a package no smaller than a coin, with a brief application of your magic it expands revealing a wrapped gift. You adjust it in your grip briefly before offering it to the puppeteer.
She hesitantly reaches out and takes it, she shifts the box this way and that in her grip, testing the weight briefly before running her nail along the tape that makes up the sealing of the package. The tape gives easily, her nail slicing through it as easily as yours would and in a small pop the top of the package opens to reveal the sewing machine.
"It's solar powered so just place it near the window, I'm… unsure if you are familiar with such machines. But they can knit together fabric very easily, I thought you might find it useful."
Four dolls, the same ones who open the door in fact fly over and lift the sewing machine out of the box and place it on the ground. A familiar little thing with blonde hair and a peach dress, Shanghai. A doll you haven't seen since you were… indisposed at Marisa's house pulls the instructions out of the box and starts reading them over. Alice's fingers bend in ways that shouldn't possible, but you suppose that is the nature of Youkai.
… And there are certainly strings running to Shanghai, which brings her supposed sentience into question. Mystery upon mysteries.
"Fascinating, I will need to study it but I appreciate the thought nonetheless." A small smile plays across Alice's face, one that turns a tad more mischievous as she looks over at Sanae. "I was actually planning on testing the Goliath today if you wished to watch?"
You only got the look on Sanae's face briefly before she dived forward to hug the witch. But she seems quite happy. Alice on the other hand… Well the fist currently beating against Sanae's back is probably not a good sign.
- - -
"Dodge!"
You weave through the air as the bullets speed by you back into the forest. You repeat the action several more times, up, left, a quick dive. The bullets whizz by at an impressive speed as Suwako throws more and more of them at you. You just barely dodge another stream coming from your right when a sharp pain lances up your back. Multiple impacts soon follow before the onslaught ceases, a sharp throbbing pain running up and down your spine that thankfully fades away quickly.
"Not bad, though ya gotta keep an eye out in all directions, remember yer fightin' in three dimensions." The goddess claps her hands together in a show of support, flying closer in the process to look over.
The pain has already ebbed off, Suwako shoots fast but she doesn't put a lot of force behind it. Kanako believes pain is the best teacher, Suwako not so much thankfully. "It's a rather difficult transition, if I could see through my clones as you could it would probably be easier."
The goddess shrugs her shoulders, an apologetic looking coming onto her face. "'Fraid that'll just be my advantage, 'sides, would end up just bein' a crutch. Ya ready for the next round?"
You draw in a deep breath and nod your head.
"Good, next ah'll start throwing the snakes into the mix."
Wait that isn't exactly fai-
"BEGIN!"
- - -
Sanae is a bit too close as you hold the card out. Though given what happened the last time you attempted to use Yukari's card you don't blame her. Kanako is also on standby, though more focused on your Onbashira at the moment. Upon being told of your idea of using your staff like a miniature one Kanako seemed… disturbingly enthusiastic. Ever since then she has been working out the details while you tested the rest of your cards.
Still, it seems she can make something of the idea. So you'll have an extra weapon in the future… but back to the present.
You focus on the card, the plain eye design staring back as you allow your magical energies to slip into it. It drinks greedily and none too slowly. If you had to compare the drain it would be Servant of Suwa or Scarlet Shoot levels if not a little more. You can sustain that these days however.
It alights purple and your vision… shifts. Rapid images flit before your eyes, near the same series you saw before. The back of yourself, the shrine, the baseme… focus. You grit your teeth and shut your eyes. Focus. You open your eyes again and a stabbing pain wracks through your skull, the suddenness causes you to jerk back. Sanae grabbing you for support. Your vision is segmented, a good half dozen scenes flit before your eyes like a row of televisions stacked on top of each other. They flash and change every other moment, too fast for you to keep up wit-
Focus.
You feel a slight drain of your magic and the images slow down. You are staring at yourself… from about seven different angles. There, now, if you were to thin- The images start rapidly shifting again and you drop the card as a wave of nausea fills you. At once the world returns to normal and you draw in a deep breath.
No horrible stabbing headache, no extreme magical exhaustion, you can still hear. You feel like you are about to lose all the food you've eaten in the past three days but you can at least say you are awake.
A pair of strong hands keeps you held upright as the world returns you normal. A blur of green imposes yourself in front of your vision before revealing itself to be a familiar shrine maiden. "You okay?"
You nod, regretting the action as soon as you do so. "I'm… fine, I think I'm about to throw up but I'm fine."
lurch
"Actually hold that thought." You bend forward and upend the results of lunch onto the dirt, Sanae, bless her soul, patting you on the back as you do so. You catch sight of the card again from your kneeling position. The eyes design is still there, but now it is superimposed on top of an old wooden door. Purple letters outline by gold name it at the bottom.
'Eyes of the Mokumokuren'
… That's going to take some practice.
- - -
The evening sun is playing on the snow around the misty lake beautifully. Beautiful oranges like winter flames light in response to the early twilight. The lake is remarkably clear as well, there's a bit of fog in the center but beyond that, there is nothing but pure beautiful blue waters from one edge to the other.
It's the clearest you have seen the lake, and the Scarlet Devil Mansion is in full view, the oranges contrasting with the white facade and blood red windows. From here you can see Meiling as well, she stands dutifully in front of the gate, though the distance is enough that you cannot make out her features.
More interesting is the second mansion you've never noticed before. Further into the forest and short enough that they almost cover it entirely is a smaller dilapidated structure. It is also western though far less grand and even less well maintained. It's clear on the other side of the lake with no apparent path into it. Faint motes of light can be seen flickering in and out above it… fascinating.
Still, you lower your vision back to the lake. There are several youkai about actually, a small group of Kappa are at the far western edge fishing without an apparent care in the world while near the northern end a large carp is swimming lazily about in a circle… keeping good distance away from the Kappa, you notice.
On the far eastern end is your quarry in her usual spot. Wakasagi is laying across the rocks, her tail gently moving through the water. Between her hands is a string, her fingers bending this way and that as she makes it form into different designs. Cat's cradle?
You take off into the air, the cool air whipping against your form briefly before you land a good dozen feet away from the mermaid. Your shoes crunch as your weight settles onto the gravel, causing her to look up in curiosity.
The look of curiosity quickly turns into that of a wide smile, obvious happiness coming onto her face as she sees you have come to visit her. "Dear sir! I was not expecting to see you this evening. What brings you by?"
"Mind if I sit?"
She blinks at the question before nodding rapidly. She plucks the strings from her fingers and puts them into her pocket before sliding over slightly. Accepting the offer you sit down onto the gravel. You then reach into your pocket and produce a small wrapped box and offer it to her. The mermaid looks at it confused a moment before looking back up at you. "It's a gift, please do open it."
The mermaid smiles again and gently plucks the small thing box out of your hands, with a deft flip of her fingers the top comes off revealing the necklace inside. It's a simple thing, little more than ocean coral attached to a string… but it's more than enough to draw a pleased gasp from the mermaid. "Where did you come upon this?"
You smile as well. "Had the chance to visit outside Gensokyo for a bit and realized I hadn't had a chance to properly thank you for the help, and as you said… a girl has needs."
She giggles and reaches up to tie it around the back of her neck. Once satisfied she leans forward to look at her reflection in the lake, she twists her neck and shoulders this way and that to see it from multiple angles. "Why it's lovely, thank you! Though I must admit my curiosity as to what would draw you outside of Gensokyo."
"Long story I'm afraid, but I thought you would appreciate that so I picked it up. How are things with you and the grassroots network?"
She grasps at the necklace a moment, her fingers tracing across the rough coral before she turns back to look at you. "I am fine, my home is complete and I am happily moved in. The grassroots network is also fine, thankfully nothing else has come up since the last incident."
"That's good, Kagerou is fine too then?"
She nods, her eyes briefly looking off towards the forest before returning to you. "She's fine, though she keeps to herself. We tend to go off together to the Human Village from time to time to enjoy a meal, in disguise, of course, an-" Her words trail off as she stares at you. "... Actually." She digs her hand through her sash a moment before producing her folded wheelchair. With a press of a button, it starts to unfold itself onto the gravel as she giggles once again. A light blush has come across her face and her tail is darting through the water perhaps a bit nervously. "Dear sir, I am actually feeling rather peckish. I was about to go out to have some dinner, there's a lovely grilled lamprey place near here that opens in just a little bit… would you like to join me for dinner?"
… Ah.
Chapter 101: Split Focus
Chapter Text
*With Kanako*
"That is enough dwelling in the past for today, now you shall spar against one of us. " She declares, nodding to the side of the field, where you see a familiar hat begin to rise from the ground. A smile is on Kanako's face, perhaps she knew what card you were thinking about drawing next.
Well, you suppose a spar couldn't hurt… permanently.
Suwako is already present in the arena, a pair of iron rings twirling lazily around each arm. While they normally appear gigantic on her smaller frame, on her 'big mode' they look almost natural. Well, as natural as two scything circles of mystical iron can be anyway. Kanako for her part is leaning with her back against an Onbashira as she gives you a look that fails to hide her curiosity.
You smile and raise a finger to point at Kanako. "I choose the War Goddess, may as well start with the eager one."
Said goddess glares at you a moment before pushing off from the pillar. "I am not… eager, Shinshi. Your training is both of our responsibilities."
You raise both your hands and shrug your shoulders. "Apologies, you are rather easy to read when not on guard."
Why yes, you are deliberately egging Kanako on, but fights make her happy, and you know she enjoys getting into a good bloody mood. Which… is admittedly a first for a woman, but something you can work with, and is also disturbingly common in Gensokyo. In the outside a good fight was over in fifteen seconds, here they seem to have perfected the art of long-running grudge-matches and beating the stuffing out of each other as a matter of course.
"He 'as a point, but if yer gettin' bored and feelin' age gettin' to ya then ah can always spar him instead while ya work on a sword or somethin'." The smaller goddess has a smile so cheeky it borders on inhuman, which… you suppose is apropos.
The earth rumbles momentarily before an Onbashira crashes out of the earth and sends Suwako flying backward with a laugh. Kanako's eyes flash briefly red before she looks at you with a dangerous smile. "I ssshall not be insulted."
"Kick 'er ancient ass Ayumu!"
With another bang, a new Onbashira rockets out of the earth and sends the frog goddess leaping back into the tree line. Several more bangs revealing that the chase does not end just because she gets out of sight.
The goddess steps forward, arms resting underneath her breast as she looks at you. "I shall honor you with the first strike."
- - -
*With Wakasagi*
"... Actually." She digs her hand through her sash a moment before producing her folded wheelchair. With a press of a button, it starts to unfold itself onto the gravel as she giggles once again. A light blush has come across her face and her tail is darting through the water perhaps a bit nervously. "Dear sir, I am actually feeling rather peckish. I was about to go out to have some dinner, there's a lovely grilled lamprey place near here that opens in just a little bit… would you like to join me for dinner?"
Ah. Well, you suppose getting to know her better couldn't hurt, and you didn't exactly have any plans. You smile and reach down a hand and she takes it, with a gentle pull you help her out of the water and up onto her wheelchair, though she doesn't even slightly need your help with either it never hurts to be a gentleman. "Certainly, though you will have to lead the way. Would you like me to push or…?"
"Oh if you could that would be most appreciated." She adjusts herself in the seat a moment, her tail curling up back into the folds of the Kimono so it doesn't accidentally drag on the ground or under the wheels. Perhaps she would be willing to accept you giving her 'legs' at some point, though for someone not used to walking in that matter it would be a nightmare. You worked with a ubumetori at one point and the poor man never quite got used to his illusioned legs for the duration of the job. Then again you aren't one to judge how someone lives their life either, she uses a wheelchair, you become a punching bag.
"Comfortable?"
She nods and grasps onto the wheels. "It should be opening soon, the stand is on the road leading back to the Human Village. It's only open at night, however, due to being run by youkai, Sekibanki showed it to me!"
Ah yes, madam head pun. "Well then point the way."
- - -
It comes to mind you haven't really ever been out here at night, walking anyway. While the daylife is relatively peaceful, with maybe the odd human heading back from a fishing or hunting excursion, at night there is little to no sign of human life… youkai on the other hand.
The road isn't anywhere near crowded, but there is definitely more in the way of foot traffic than and you are used to as you walk along. There's plenty of youkai you haven't seen in centuries, gaki and jikininki walking together off into the forest, several moryo, a host of kenmun hanging around a pond you haven't quite noticed before. Other youkai you honestly don't recognize at all, like the younger woman leaning across a tree with blue, corpse-like skin. A pure white surgical mask is over the bottom of her face covering her mouth, her hands play idly with some small gaming device. For safety you keep your ears and tail out, most creatures would be able to sense your energy easily, but it's better safe than sorry.
It's a large allotment, and is probably just about the largest gathering of youkai… of different types admittedly, you have seen about outside of The Underground. It is an impressive showing, and probably a good reason why most humans stay inside the Human Village. "It's a wonder any humans make it to the Misty Lake at all, didn't you say some come to fish at night?"
"They do, though most camp out the night as well. Little charms and things like that, I don't rightly know how effective they are but the youkai seem to respect them."
You nod and push her along, humans always tend to be suicidally brave at the best of times. As you walk the sound of the wheels is slowly replaced by the distant sound of a… concert? In the distance, you can hear the distant sound of what appears to electric guitars off in the forest, and frankly, you aren't entirely sure why. Wakasagi pays it no mind so you don't either as you make your way down the path.
It isn't much farther until the faint sizzling of a grill replaces the distant sound of music. The sound hits you before the smell does, and you crest a hill to see the light of twin lanterns just a bit ahead. It's a pushcart, a rather old fashioned kind at that. It's an open grill, a bar sits just in front of it with four stools sitting out in front of it, though only one is occupied. Above the 'window' that the bar top normally rests in is a sign reading 'Lorelei Lampreys'.
The occupied stool is sat upon by what appears to be… a young girl. She cuts a rather plain figure, but from her build you can tell she is at least female from here. She has short green hair with a pair of twin antennae jutting out of it, she is wearing a white buttoned up shirt and a pair of knee length blue shorts. She is also currently noticing a rather large mug of alcohol and going by the absolutely blissful smile on her face she is apparently enjoying it greatly.
"I take it that's the place?"
Wakasagi's hand reaches up to pat at yours. "It would be yes, could just drop me off by the stools? The owner… Mystia, will hand me my food."
You nod and push the cart the rest of the way down the path before stopping just in front of the cart. From here the smell is much stronger, grilled lamprey is something you can honestly say you've never eaten, mostly because last time you checked they weren't exactly popular. Still, it doesn't smell half bad.
Hunched over the grill and waving a fan is another young woman with short brown hair. She's wearing a rather traditional grilling outfit. A brown work shirt and a black hairnet on her head… though notably, she has nothing covering the twin pairs of white wings behind her back. When the wheelchair fully stops Wakasagi pulls a small lever to lock it in place, a loud click sounding from the mechanism which also serves to get the attention of the hostess.
A pair of brown eyes look up at the two of your curiously before her face sets into a rather easygoing smile. "Good evening Wakasagi, and…" Her voice has a lyrical lilt to it. It's high pitched and each word flows easily to the next like a trained singer. Not uncommon for bird youkai. You pull back a stool and sit down, adjusting your tails as you answer.
"Ayumu, pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"Mystia." The girl turns a wry smile to your dinner partner, the fan falling slightly limp in her grip. "You didn't tell me you had a partner, Wakasagi."
Wakasagi giggles in response. "Oh no, nothing like that! Ayumu is merely a friend of mine, the first one I made in Gensokyo in fact. Unfortunately, he is hardly free however so I hadn't had the chance to bring him around."
Mystia stares at the mermaid a moment longer before moving her eyes back to you. Her brown eyes are alight with amusement. "Whatever you say." She then reaches underneath the grill a moment before produces two menus, little more than two chalkboards.
It's… mostly lamprey, in fact beyond some forms of salad it is entirely lamprey based seafood. Luckily for you-you grew up in Tokyo, which means you are well acquainted with it, well, seafood anyway. Wakasagi has no apparent need of the menu, she only looks over it a brief moment before placing it back onto the counter.
"I'll have what she's having." You reply easily before adjusting yourself in the seat again. In the distance to the south, you can see the twinkling lights of the Human Village, while a good distance beyond that the mountain is clearly visible in the rising moonlight. It only just came to mind that you didn't inform them you were skipping dinner.
With a sigh you pull out your phone and send a quick message to Sanae.
'Getting dinner outside the temple, am alive.'
"Everything alright?"
Your eyes move from the phone to the mermaid, a gentle smile is on her face as she looks up at you.
"Oh, everything's fine. Just letting my housemates know I won't be around for dinner."
She tilts her head a moment before looking back at the grill. Mystia is already at work placing new sticks of lamprey over the fire. They look a little… toothy, for your tastes, but you will try anything once. "I do suppose this was rather short notice, my apologies dear sir."
You shrug your shoulders. "No harm done, wasn't my turn to cook anyway."
"Oh? Are you an experienced cook?"
You smile at that. "I've learned a few tricks over the past five hundred years or so." Your tails sway slightly in the evening breeze. Your magic has already recovered from the fight earlier, though with your regeneration lately that isn't surprising. You think you'll be keeping them out more in the future… outside of the Human Village at least. Sanae enjoys 'fluffing' them, and you don't see fit to deny her.
"Ah, I am afraid I have little skill in it myself. Us mermaids eat seafood as a matter of course, and we have little ability to make fire underwater. Miss Lorelei's is actually one of the few occasions I have had cooked food."
"It must be good then. I don't precisely need to eat cooked food either, though blood is rather annoying to get out of fur." If you had the choice you would rather not ever go back to living in nature again, plenty of youkai make a point of it but… no, you prefer your creature comforts. Though that may be mostly because being homeless in a city is far worse than being homeless in a forest for a hunting animal.
She brushes her hand down her yukata, her tail uncurling to lay on the footrest of the wheelchair. "I do suppose that would be a problem." Her voice is light and has all the markings of being distracted.
Any further study on your part is interrupted by the clicking of ceramic. You glance up to see a warm cup being placed in front of you and Wakasagi, the strong smell making it rather obviously Sake. You lift up both, handing one to Wakasagi while you hold yours forward. "Cheers."
She smiles and clicks her cup against yours before you both take a drink. It's… not bad you suppose. You've been spoiled by divine and oni alcohol recently, but it isn't bad. Wakasagi licks her lip before lowering the cup down to her lap. "Dear sir?"
You set yours back onto the table with a clink. "Present."
"It comes to mind I actually know far more about you than you do myself, is there anything you would like to ask?"
You lean back in your seat a little, the smell from the grill tickling your sensitive nose a little. It's not… bad, just Mystia is dumping the spices on rather strongly. Now that you think about it, Kanako would probably enjoy it here. "Well, how about you then? I know you are from Lake Biwa, but beyond that I'm afraid we haven't really spoken."
"I'm afraid there isn't much to say, dear sir, Lake Biwa was a quiet place." She looks down at her cup for a moment, faint orange flickers of light playing across her face as she thinks on the questions. "I was born only two hundred years back and by that time the numbers of my species had either faded away or moved to the greater ocean." She tilts and turns the cup in her hand, the sake moving around in it with each motion. "I was raised by my mother for a time before going out on my own, as is the way with my species. It was a quiet peaceful life, though as time wore on less and less youkai were present in and around the lake as humanity stopped believing in us."
She is telling a story you know all too well. Though you are admittedly surprised she is the only one that she knows of who came to Gensokyo, if they were truly dwindling as such. You held off yourself, but that was more out of bitterness and a mulish refusal to give up the life you made for yourself.
"As for myself, well, you know when I came to Gensokyo. I do miss Lake Biwa at times but… it is nice not having to worry about fading away." She looks up from the cup, a warm and happy smile on her face. "That, and it's nice to see other youkai again."
You nod. "I can certainly understand that. even in… well, especially in Tokyo, youkai were rather rare. By the time I was planning on coming to Gensokyo I would hardly see more than one a week and they were always less than pleasant." Some things in Tokyo deserved to fade away, though that's true for Japan as a whole.
"As for myself beyond my past well, just living day to day I suppose. I only just got settled, maybe I'll look into some singing work?"
You note one of Mystia's ears perking up when she says that, though the bird youkai doesn't look away from her grill. You smile and lean forward in your seat. "I've heard you singing, you are quite excellent, though doesn't that fit into the stereotype?"
The two fins at the side of her head fold back a little as she adopts a confused expression. "Stereotype?"
You smile a bit wider. "A young woman out on the rocks in the mist, her voice leading sailors to their doom across the rocks. Mermaids, Loreley, Sirens, the works."
You get silence from her at first before her cheeks puff out and redden. "Dear sir, I would never!" Her tail shoots out and whips at the bottom of your shoes.
You chuckle and raise your hands in surrender. "Apologies, though I am rather curious as to what form of mermaid you are. Most Ningyo I know are more fish than woman."
The mermaid pulls her tail back to rest of the footrest and adopts a thoughtful expression. "I've… never truly thought about it. My mother was less human-looking than I was, I suppose I thought I would grow up to look like that."
Possible she is a half breed of mermaids you suppose, considering she doesn't know her father. Or perhaps she is what the modern form of the youkai looks like. Youkai change over time, you remember when the Kappa looked a lot more like turtles. You don't voice your thoughts however, changing the subject as a loud sizzling fills the air. "I'm sure you could find work for it, you do have a talent for it."
"Thank you!"
With the clicking of metal, Mystia pulls out a pair of tongs and starts to put some skewered meat on a pair of plates before handing them out to you both, yours she rather unceremoniously drops in front of you, while for Wakasagi she carefully places it on a tray and offers it to the mermaid, your dinner partner gratefully accepts it and places it onto her lap.
She adjusts the tray a moment before looking up at you. "What about you sir?"
"What about what?"
"There weren't any foxes around Lake Biwa, at least not when I was living there. What is your species like?"
That's… hmm.
You turn your attention back to your food as you think on the best way to put this, on the one hand, you have a rather biased opinion, correct as it may be. On the other, telling her a lie while more pleasant may also lead her and her little group into danger.
"Liars, cheats, and murderers mostly. Too involved in our own politics to really accomplish anything of worth besides stabbing each other in the back and it's as true here in Gensokyo as it was in the outside world. We tend to politics each other to death or get so involved in schemes we lose sight of the bigger picture." You down another drink of the sake, you avoided working with other foxes as a matter of course whenever possible, in fact at this point you can say you regularly worked with near every species except foxes. God, demon, cat, dog, various furniture, the list goes on, but never your own.
"...Oh."
You glance over at the mermaid who is staring at you with an expression betraying her disappointment. You offer her a conciliatory smile and shrug of your shoulders. "It's the species nature, we've always been the tricksters. That isn't to say we haven't done great things as well; art, drama, and music. We have been around since the founding of this country. Just we are rather… cruel at times."
Your dinner partner shakes her head, her food momentarily forgotten as her gaze hardens. "You aren't like that though, dear sir, you were nice since the moment I met you."
"I am a notably bad fox and set a poor example for the rest of my species. I'm not saying we are an evil race, far from it. Just… we are infamous for our politics, and I would recommend caution before dealing with the foxes as a whole." You allow your smile to fall into one more natural. "Besides, I'm not a fox, I'm a shrine worker." You grab one of the lamprey sticks and take a bite out of it… not bad actually, a bit too out of your way to visit regularly, and it certainly isn't fried tofu, but definitely not bad.
The mermaid smiles briefly before turning to her own meal, the sounds of conversation fading away to be replaced by the hissing of the grill and the snoring of the patron at the far end of the 'bar'.
You end up paying for dinner, more out of courtesy than an obligation, and your journey back to the lake is peaceful and quiet. By the time you come back, the faint mists of the evening have been replaced by a thick nighttime fog, the risen moon paints it a snowy white. Supernaturally thick already, it billows and moves in ways it really shouldn't, shapes and figures appearing and disappearing within it, faint ghosts of the mist that fade away before you can make them out.
"It appears your home is haunted."
Wakasagi titters despite herself. She has been more giggly than normal ever since dinner, though the sake may have something to do with that. "I would be surprised if I wasn't dear sir, I do have vampires and poltergeists as neighbors! But no, those are just lake fairies, they enjoy playing in the mist, and some even come down from time to time to explore, but few have an interest below the water."
You push the wheelchair up onto the gravel and with no prompting from you, the mermaid slides off of it into the water. There is no splash, only a faint ripple to mark her entrance into the lake. She lets out a sigh of what seems to be relief as she lays on her back a moment, then, with a single twist of her tail she flips over so that she is resting her elbows on the rocks, her face up to look at you. "Thank you for coming out with me dear sir, it was most pleasant."
"Likewise, it's been a crazy month since we arrived on that train hasn't it?"
She smiles widely, her shoulders shaking slightly from a barely suppressed laugh. "I do believe more so for you than me, dear sir. But yes, things have been most eventful." She reaches out a hand and with a click the wheelchair folds up onto itself. "I thank you once again for the evening my dear friend. Shall we do it again sometime?"
You nod and with a wave start to turn to head back to the temple. "Of course, here's hoping nothing too dramatic happens anytime soon."
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*With Kanako*
You pull out two spellcards. "Then I shall accept the honor and shall kick your godly behind in a most dignified fashion."
'Scourge Sign – Mishaguji-sama!'
Black tar seeps through the ground underneath Kanako's feet, a loud hissing filling the air as four white curse snakes rise out of it, the black curse tar flowing from them like ichor from a putrescent wound.
In the same moment, they start firing down on the goddess you are activating your second spellcard.
`Scarlet Sign - Scarlet Shoot!`
With an explosion of energy, the red beam of light shoots forward, the inexorable scarlet beam churning the earth before colliding with the goddess.
Then, there is nothing but smoke.
The crashes of Onbashira in the forest dies out, as does, notably, every other sound beyond that of distant birdsong and the even more distant sound of the waterfall. You hear one final hiss of the snakes then feel the magic dissip-
You do not scream like a small child as a buffeting wind sends you flying across the area, clearing the smoke in the process. A fierce howling fills your ears as a hurricane decides to form in the center of the arena. Churning winds send dirt flying in all directions as the rest of the smoke clears away to reveal a lightly smoking goddess.
Kanako is standing there as she was, the last traces of blackened curse tar fading into the earth. Her clothes are slightly damaged and singed, her hair undone, the hairband gone and a long waterfall of purple runs down her back.
The most horrifying part of this image isn't that she summoned a hurricane, nor that she weathered that attack mostly unscathed. No, the scary part is that she is grinning. You push off from the tree you slammed into, falling forwards to land in a three-pointed stance, your left hand in your pocket to draw a spellcard, and your right hand bent, ready to send you running away on all fours.
With an almost lazy motion, the goddess raises her arm, a loud creaking filling the air as Onbashira raise out of the forest and start to collect of the arena. "When I am finished with you, Shinshi, there shall not be a 'behind' left."
Well at least someone is having fun.
With a shrill whistle the Onbashira start to rain down. They impact the ground like artillery, each impact sending a vibration through your body. Yet, you are not what you used to be. With carefully timed movements you dodge out of the way of the Onbashira moments before they land, taking great care not to stay in one place longer than a second.
Yet for all the dodging you do her ammo is both reusable and near endless.
You dive out of the way of another two that slam into the earth, their ropes glowing briefly before returning to normal. The goddess has not moved from the spot, a look of concentration on her face as she directs the Onbashira. If you could distract her… Well, you suppose you've yet to use this card undisguised.
'Divine Festival – Onbashira!'
If your onbashira whistles you don't hear it over the current barrage, the pillar sailing through the air directly towards the goddess.
Her head snaps to it the moment it enters the arena, her slitted eyes narrowing as it flies at her like a missile. At the last moment, she leaps backwards, the onbashira sailing by harm-
In the same motion of her leaping back her hand shoots forward and grabs the onbashira. It starts to spin her around before she arrests it's motion. With a cruel grin she then slams it into the earth, the pillar going a good four feet into the earth before she rests her foot atop it.
"That isn't even fair!"
"War never is shinshi! Now fight!"
The fact she is treating this spar like a war worries you greatly, but then again Kanako treats everything like it's the Battle of Tsushima. The Onbashira have stopped raining down, at least temporarily. On the other end of the arena Suwako is sitting on a stump, watching the fight curiously.
You only have a moment to think.
The fact she is treating this spar like a war worries you greatly, but then again Kanako treats everything like it's the Battle of Tsushima. The Onbashira have stopped raining down, at least temporarily. On the other end of the arena Suwako is sitting on a stump, watching the fight curiously.
You only have a moment to think, but to a youkai, a moment can be an eternity. If she wants a war, you will give her a real war.
Step one, call in your allies.
'Earth-God Summon – Poisonous Bite!'
There's a burst of dirt in front of you as the massive form of Saionji breaks out of the ground with a loud hiss. Two things happen simultaneously, the first, is that it dives straight at Kanako with black 'smoke' pouring out of its mouth. The second is that you hear a loud cheer from the otherside of the arena that you quickly deduce to be Suwako.
"Kick 'er ass!"
When it comes to impossibly gigantic curse snakes, it turns out Kanako considers discretion the better part of valor. Instead of attempting to take the blow headon she instead jumps to the side; a burst of wind erupts from beneath her feet and allows her to nimbly get out of the way. In a flash of silver, her sword is drawn and flashes out, a burst of energy erupting from it and slamming into the side of the snake.
Despite the size difference, it has a noticeable effect, the snake is blasted the side and sent flying into the forest just a few feet past Suwako, who doesn't even bother to duck, you note.
"Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa!"
Your second card activates just as Kanako is touching down onto the ground, a scything blade of air rips up the earth and you follow just behind it. The goddess sidesteps the blast, the wave crashing into and annihilating a tree a good distance behind her.
Kanako, true to form, has a wide smile on her face. In one hand is her sword, electricity arcing off of it dangerous onto the ground, in her other… is a spellcard.
"Mystery - Yamato Torus!"
Your forward momentum is arrested and then diverted in that order. A buffeting wind slams at you from either side, white-grey walls of air slam into you from your right and left, the blows strong enough to sting.
You trained for this.
Just as the goddess is swinging her sword to send a wave of electric energy in your direction you leap up, the air pushing you violently off course. You let it, waiting until you are a good dozen feet away from the active effect before concentrating on your spellcard. Your motion returning to normal as you hover about twelve feet above the arena proper.
You can feel the tingling sensation of magic running through your body, your reserves are… far deeper than they used to be.
The goddess kicks her foot against the ground and takes off into the air, the two of you staring at each other. With a wave of her hand bullets of energy erupt from the air behind her and sail towards you. You flitter and dart through the storm, allowing the energy to pass you by. The magic keeps coming however, more and more bullets filling the air and zipping forward with loud whistles.
You, unfortunately, do not have the talent of Sanae and her mothers in that regard. Quantity is not your ally, but you do have options. You pump magic into the card and fly backward and lower to the ground, your form twisting and weaving as more red bullets go sailing past into the forest behind you.
You feel your feet touch the dirt, and in that moment you activate your next card.
"Curse of the Heavens - Apollo 13!"
There's a loud crack of magical energy and a light blue beam of energy erupts from the card. You concentrate, and it curves upwards directly at, then shortly above, the goddess forcing her to twist to the side to dodge it.
Before it went up a good hundred meters before exploding, now you have training.
The moment it sails past the goddess it glows even brighter before erupting in all directions. First, a shockwave flies out from it a wave of danmaku and magical energy covering the arena in magical 'shrapnel'. You just barely glimpse Suwako diving into the earth before everything goes white.
… You may have put too much 'oomph' into that one, that, and you've never used it that close to yourself and the ground.
When your vision returns the arena is rather worse for wear. Pockmarks and debris litter the ground, the once flat dirt surface now looking more like, well, the moon.
Kanako is on the other side of the arena, looking decidedly less worse for wear. Her clothing is rather signed, and you are rather proud of the fact that an entire sleeve is damaged and torn, but beyond that, there is no sign your blow had any effect on her.
The goddess looks at the damage clinically before looking at you. "Fine work, you have improved in leaps and bounds since first coming here."
You smile and square your stance, ready to dodge the next card she throws at you.
"You still favor the ground, we will train that away yet. For now, I do believe it is time to fulfill a promise."
The goddess reaches into a pocket and produces a spellcard, though she doesn't reveal it, instead she holds its back to you, a grin on her face.
"Yer doomed."
You turn your head to see Suwako sitting crouched besides you, the goddess also grinning from ear to ear as she stares at her partner in crime across the arena.
"... I am aware of that but how exa-"
"Last Word - Yaskatome Ruler of Yamato!"
You are pressed back as a wave of power bellows over the arena. Golden light shines down from above, and forming out of the ether comes a city you've seen only once before. A tall walled city has replaced the forest, it's cloud white walls running off as far as you can see. Twin golden snakes run the length of it, their forms twisted to form an ouroboros on either end. In the center is a large gate, made of fine redwood. It's open to reveal a golden city… and an army.
Marching out are figures made of gold, similar to the ones you see in your dreams perhaps, but these are entirely lacking in detail save for their weapons and armor. The term 'army' is not misplaced, spearmen, bowmen, samurai; Kanako has brought her forces to war.
Kanako looks briefly back at the assembled force before looking at you again. "I stated that if you were to force this out of me in a spar I would explain its purpose, and I shall…" She raises her hand and a battlecry rises from the force, their words, if they are even speaking them, have no meaning. It all bleeds together into one deafening shout. "Through demonstration."
… Neat.
Also where'd that damn snake go?
Chapter 102: Fruits of Training
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Right, Kanako decided to make this interesting by bringing an army. You doubt you've really pushed her all that much, which means she is probably just showing off… or this is some form of training via throwing you at a more ludicrous peak of firepower than previously experienced. Honestly, with Kanako anything goes.
The golden army stands there motionlessly, featureless automatons in all regards… and yet you can sense the power behind their summoning. Small motes of golden light rise from the ground around them, little orbs of magic leaping gleefully from the shrines earth as their combined magical might is enough to make the earth respond to their mere existence.
That or Kanako is showing off. Either way, this is going to suck.
Still, you at least have some form of a plan, something she more than likely doesn't expect either, given your usual fighting style. This also means it is quite possibly a bad idea, but at the very least this is a friendly spar and you can afford to be a bit unorthodox… not that you were much of an orthodox fighter to begin with.
With barely a thought your skin ripples, clothes replaced by fur, shoes replaced by paws, and puny nails replaced by sharp claws. The world briefly blurs, before snapping into enhanced clarity, the magic in your eyes allowing you to pick apart even finer details than before. Your hearing follows shortly, rendering every sound in the clearing before you; the light breathing of Kanako, the lack of breathing from Suwako, and the faint thrum of the golden soldiers.
Kanako tilts her head near imperceptibly. "What would your plan be?"
Your breath comes out in light pants as the effect of the magic fades away and you allow your mouth to curl into a grin. "Something you would try." Your voice is alien almost to you, far deeper and with far more of an animalistic rasp.
You shove a hand forward, and with little pops bursts of smoke erupt from the ground like mines going off. White smoke, twisting and moving unnaturally, fills the space between you and the goddess until she is quite out of sight. Then, you begin.
With a brief moment of concentration copies of yourself form out of the ether, identical to you in every way. Were this any other situation a skulk of war form foxes would be a definite cause for alarm.
Your outstretched hand then twists slightly and a card you were concealing is revealed to be held betwixt two fingers. Like a firing line, all of your clones do the same, and you each bellow a roar suffused with your own power as you unleash the card.
"Scarlet Sign - Scarlet Shoot!"
You briefly hear Suwako let out a cheer behind you before it, and everything else, is drowned out by the octuple beams of energy lancing across the clearing. They impact the smoke first, holes punching straight through it and scattering it briefly before the illusion reasserts itself. The smoke itself briefly glows a bright crimson as it passes and crashes into the army behind it.
And at that moment you are moving.
Eight foxes kick off at that moment, barrelling through the smoke and out the other side. The effects of your spell card are immediately obvious. Eight large dents in the stone of the wall stand out prominently, fragments of rock and dust falling from smoking craters left behind. In front of them stands the army of golden warriors, large groups of them are faintly shimmering before they reform. Battle damage and entire missing limbs and torsos snapping back into focus as the damage you wrought is repaired.
Kanako stands behind them, her arms crossed below her chest as she sees you emerge from the other side of the smoke. A wide grin is on her face, and no less than twelve Onbashira twirl in the air behind her.
You saw that coming. Which is precisely why all your clones dig their paws briefly into the dirt. Then, in one perfectly mirrored motion, they all kick off with a burst of magic. Closing with the army faster than a normal eye could track.
The impacts of Onbashira slamming in front of several clones reminds you near immediately that Kanako is anything but normal. Two to your right barely get more than a few paces away from the smoke before they are sent flying away by the force of impact. At the very least she isn't attempting to actively crush them to death, so that's either a sign she is still only sparring, or that she can't tell which one is the real you.
Moments before you collide with the army you produce the second spellcard.
"Fox Sign – Motes of Light!"
Flames bellow out form your cards and fill out the ranks, pops and bursts of flames sending the formation into disarray as golden warriors are lit aflame or forced to step away from the magical fire… which means either Kanako is either having to focus to keep themselves from burning, or they have some form of sentience.
Time to find out.
With a crash of metal your clones burst into the lights, claws swinging wildly and sending groups of men flying backwards. Kanako watches clinically, floating idly behind the lines as she watches you do battle with her 'army'.
They close ranks immediately, stabbing spears and swinging blades colliding with your clones.
Come on…
Your ears prick up as you hear a faint hiss deeper in the forest, if the snake is around then Kanako almost certainly knows about it… but it is still a good distraction. You just need to buy it a moment.
A thrust of spears brings down another two clones. Four left, but the soldier weren't fast enough to stop them all in time.
"Fox sign - Living Cremation!"
Four eruptions of fox fire consume the front line as your clones enkindle the ranks around them. Billowing flame shoots out in all directions as the soldiers are sent flying back, sending shredded magic and dirt through the air.
And in that moment, you move.
With a harsh kick against the dirt, you charge out of the smoke. Aided by your flight card you sail over the battleline as both sides recover.
Kanako snaps her attention towards you just as you are coming down from your arc and the effect of Forgotten Beast wears off.
In that snap second three things happen almost simultaneously.
"Yumi!" Kanako shouts. The group of archers behind the lines, all of whom had already had arrows pulled, loose them on the assembled formation of troops and clones, the arrows whizzing above you, your flight now too close to the ground and their master to be threatened.
The second is that the sound of cracking earth fills the clearing as Saionji comes bursting out of the ground on the flank of the warriors. A loud hiss sounding from it as toxic smoke pours down on the assembled mass.
And finally, your furred fist comes down, a loud smacking sound only barely drowned out by the hiss of the snake as your closed fist collides with Kanako's cheek.
Everything slows down as Kanako's head jerks backwards, and your training kicks in at that moment, your hand shooting out to yank the card out of her hands as she reco-
*Crack*
A crushing sensation runs up and down your arm as she grips it by the wrist, and in that moment everything returns to normal speed. Her head jerks back forward, a trail of blood running down from the edge of her mouth.
You twist your hand, changing form in same motion. You drop through the air as your small paw slips out of her grip before she can clamp it shut. Your four paws hit the grass and in that same moment you start sprinting, your feet carrying you up and onto the walls as Kanako barks out a laugh below you.
"First blood! Now I do not have to go so easy on you!"
With the shrill whistle that you can remember hearing in 1945, Onbashira slam into the wall with enough force to send the entire structure quaking. Your go flying back from the force of hte impact, tumbling briefly through the air before your arrest the motion.
"FIGHT! THE CONSEQUENCES OF FAILURE WILL BE GRAVE!"
… She's said that before. You only have a moment to process that thought before realising Kanako is no more than two feet in front of you, sword swinging directly for your chest before you let out a yelp and rip your energy from your flight card.
Gravity takes over only milliseconds before the blade carves through the air where you just resided. Crackling electricity dancing before fading away. It is joined by its much more threatening cousin, a hell-like orchestra of lightning plays through the sky, several darting down to land in the forest in concert with her sword swing.
Well, at least someone is enjoying this.
Your feet impact the ground and you roll to the side as you turn back into your full war-form. Kanako landing in the spot you were just standing only a moment later. She rises from the kneel she landed in, turning to face you with a light smile on her face. "Are you running, Ayumu?"
You draw another spellcard, careful to keep its back to her as you focus on the battle around you. The clones at this point are gone completely, the only things marking their existence being still flaming ground and the remnants of armor. Not all the soldiers reformed… interesting information for later, assuming you survive this.
The army is mostly preoccupied with the giant curse snake at the moment. The curse god tearing through them much like one of those giant monster movies that were all the rage in the fifties. It's a mostly wasted effort though, for every wave it batters away another comes running out of the gate or reforms from the broken remains to take its place. At the very least it gives you time, a luxury you haven't really had so far.
"I never run away, I strategically reposition myself. Very far away."
Kanako chuckles, a look of pure mirth on her face as she idly twirls the sword in her grip. "Then are you ready?"
"If I say no will it save me?"
She moves the blade to position it at her side, her other drawing a spellcard to point at you. "No."
"God Sign - Ancient Fate Linked by Cedars!"
An orb of wind shoots out of the card that travels a few feet before expanding drastically. Cutting waves of wind curve around to hit you from multiple angles while bullets of energy spread out of the original orb. You barely take a step back before Kanako closes the distance, wind suffusing her form and making your attempt to raise your staff to block the strike rather fraught with peril.
You grunt as the sword slams down onto your staff, the pain in your wrist flaring up from where she grabbed you earlier.
Any attempt at blocking is made moot as a wave of wind and energy slams into your side, sending you tumbling across the dirt floor of the arena. Once the momentum stops you keep yourself rolling, knowing better to stop longer than a single moment to recover.
You'll say this about the goddesses, their training sticks.
Several more shrill whistles fill the air as Onbashira slam into the ground where you just where, and midroll your catch your feet on the dirt before sprinting forward on all fours. Your staff held at your side as you rear back around at the goddess.
You don't have to turn far to find her, the goddess having already closed the distance with her sword.
Perfect.
"Fox sign - Foxes Memory!"
A sharp pull tugs at your mind as your magic is wrenched forth into the card. It's less than Dual Spark, but at this distance that doesn't really matter. Equally so with how much the pace of this duel is getting to you.
A ball of wind shoots forward and collides directly with the goddess. You only briefly register a look of surprise on her face before all sight of her is hidden away by the explosive orb of wind.
A clone forms besides you and you both activate your spellcards at the same time.
"Taboo - The Lost Girl!"
"Scourge Sign – Mishaguji-sama!"
The only real one of the two is Mishaguji, but you are hoping the distraction is enough that both are effective. You hear just barely over the roaring wind, the hissing of snakes and the giggling of a young girl.
…
Then everything explodes.
A maelstrom fills the space between you and the hidden goddess, it blinds you from everything for several moments before fading away. It reveals Kanako standing there no more than two or three feet in front of you with a familiar orb of wind in her hand, no sign of damage is on her besides that. She speaks in a tone that betrays her amusement. "Have you forgotten, shinshi, that I control the wind itself?"
"... You know, now that you mention it-"
The orb collides with your chest and sends you flying backwards into the edge of the clearing, your back colliding painfully with a tree before you fall forward onto the dirt with a slump.
… Alright plan d. Y,ou lay there motionless as you allow the effects of all of your spellcards to fade away. A distant hiss being the last sound the curse snake makes before it fades back into the… wherever the hell it comes from. Your fur pulls back into your body, your battle-form dissipating to turn you back into 'normal' Ayumu as you lay there motionless.
Two pairs of footsteps sound one, one from behind you, one in front of you. Kanako and Suwako respectively. You do your best to control your breathing as they approach. A cheap tactic sure, but at this point you just want to see if you can get a hit in.
"Seems ya plum knocked 'im out."
The footsteps grow closer for a few moments before both stop. "So it would seem. Suwako, could you kindly fetch those experimental adrenaline shots?"
"The ones that cause full body hair loss?"
"Indeed, I do believe it is very important we awaken our dear shinshi as fast as pos-"
"I'M AWAKE!" You press against the dirt and nearly collide with Kanako in the process, the goddess taking a step back to watch you.
You pull yourself the rest of the way to your feet, hand moving to dust the dirt off of your shoulders before you focus on the goddess. "How'd I do?"
The goddess waves her hand dismissively, the large city on the other end of the clearing fading away into motes of golden light once again. "Passable, you shall still require more training."
"I'll always require more training."
Suwako steps around from behind you snickering all the while. "Ah dunno, he clocked ya rather good." The goddess pulls out a little piece of cloth from her sleeve and idly tries to dabs it on the spot you hit Kanako. The snake goddess narrowing her eyes and leaning away from the frog goddess.
"A bold strategy, though not entirely effective."
You shrug your shoulders. "It let me get a hit in, and I figured you wouldn't see it coming."
Kanako looks back over the battlefield a moment. "I had assumed you would attempt to spread my focus with illusions, though I was unsure as to how, I did not assume you would attempt to assault me directly." She then turns to look at you again with a small smile on her face. "I summoned my last word to see how you would react, and I cannot say you disappointed me."
Well, victory for the fox.
"Lets get ya back to the shrine before Sanae 'ssumes Beanpole killed ya."
A clone of Suwako roughly slaps you across the back before leading you on up the staircase, the goddesses idly chatting all the while.
You are getting better.
- - -
You see a faint shifting of webs as you walk through the entrance of the shop. Some near invisible string rested at the base of the doorway that your foot tripped as you entered. A form of 'entrance bell' you imagine, to let Tamura know that someone has entered her shop.
Her stock has changed slightly since you were last here, several more modern designs hang from the walls. All direct copies of, or based on the designs you showed her the last time you were here. It's a nice sight, and you make a note to come down here for more suits in the future. The one she gave you has been remarkably durable, but now you can afford to have an actual wardrobe.
Once again you could just change the appearance of anything you like with illusions, but you deserve at least some creature comforts. You hear a shuffling from the back, then a wide black hat peeks around the corner, followed by a familiar pale face with red eyes.
"Well, good afternoon Ayumu." A smile briefly flits across her face before, with little tiks, she walks around the corner and towards you. "I was not expecting to see my favorite customer today."
You smile at the saleswoman's cant. Though you do suppose you gave her some… interesting designs. "Good afternoon Tamura, I'm afraid I'm not exactly here to shop today, more here to give a gift actually."
She stops her walking, her back legs tapping against the floor to readjust herself as she cocks her head, the hat shifting slightly from the motion. "Oh?"
You reach into your pocket and pull out the small stack, the group of magazines growing into your hands as you gently place them onto the counter. "Fashion magazines from the outside, I figured you would appreciate the gesture."
She turns to face the counter, eyes alight with curiosity as she looks at what you brought her. "Oh my…" Her clawed hand traces across the front of a cover before she carefully picks it up. "I've never seen a design like this before, even from what you showed me."
You shrug your shoulders. "All modern designs, I tend to dress a bit older than most. While I'm modern by Gensokyo standards these are cutting edge."
She flips through the pages, eyes darting from image to image as the smile on her face turns a touch more genuine. "Quite a gift, how did you happen upon these?"
"Lets just say I went on vacation and leave it at that, I just had an opportunity to get my hands on these and I figured you would appreciate them."
She nods before carefully closing the magazine and setting it onto the counter. "It most definitely is appreciated, were you looking for some work done in trade?"
You pause, thinking on the question a moment before shaking your head. "Not at the moment, but if you are willing I could think up something. Figured you would want to play around with the designs anyway."
"Certainly, just one alone has already given me a few ideas." She opens up the magazine again and flips through the magazine before stopping at a page in the middle. "This dress for instance would look lovely with some edits for a Kasha, and this design over here with some tweaks for size of course would look great on an oni, and the-"
… Oh dear this is a new facet of her personality.
You smile kindly as she brainstorms ideas in your general direction for the next half hour, at least she's happy.
- - -
You step back into your room with a sigh, the days aches and pains nothing more than a faint throb. Yet more work done on… everything, and you still have more to plan. But for tonight you have to decide whether or not to try and make a spellcard before tackling the next week.
… You have new years coming up as well.
You let out a sigh you didn't realise you were holding before turning towards the bed.
Chapter 103: Talking and Exploration
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You stare at the deck of cards a moment, several ideas playing through your mind. You have two cards themed around Suwako, but only one for Kanako. In addition, the frog goddess mentioned you siphoned her power before… and you are curious if you could do that more directly. This, of course, will need to be done carefully and with tact to avoid possibly starting any drama.
"I seek the aid of the best goddess."
...It's as much tact as Kanako requires anyway.
Silence is the response to your statement, at least for a few moments. Then, you hear the faint sound of wood creaking and look towards the door. Kanako is sticking her head through the door, the wood shimmering where she has phased through it. With a grin she then steps the rest of the way through, her arms stretched out to her sides.
… You know, this may be the first time Kanako has actually entered your room. Though given how cramped it must be for her you understand why. She'd probably hit her head on the ceiling if she hopped. You move to greet her, but are too slow to stop her from Kanakoing.
"Good evening Ayumu, you stand once again in presence of the goddess of this shrine. I am Kanako Yasaka, the best goddess."
You know, when you first met her a month ago you would not expect this to be a facet of her personality, but here you are. The goddess can be remarkably silly when she wants to be, though you suppose even she needs an off switch… especially in light of what she told you about her past. Admittedly, the effect of her 'godliness' is diminished when she stands before you in a sweater and pair of jeans.
"Did you hear my call from the far mountain?
The goddess gives you a quizzical look for a moment before grinning. "Perhaps, with what do you need my assistance shinshi?"
You grab a blank spellcard from the top of the stack and hold it out to her. "Testing out a theory of mine. I have two spellcards from Suwako, and when I created one she stated it drew energy from her… I wanted to see if I could do the same with you and get a spellcard focused around you."
Kanako's hand comes up to rest under her chin, even as a rather bloodthirsty smile forms on her face. "Perhaps. Spellcards are not designed in such a manner, and any interaction you had with Suwako would be due to the unique mechanics of faith, much as it does for Sanae. But it is worth an effort."
You present the card to her. "So may I borrow some of your energy, or failing that, can you pump some of yours in this card as well?"
The goddess stares at the card a moment before nodding. Her hand reaches out and grabs the top of the card while you keep your grip on the bottom, then at the same moment, you both allow your energies to flow into it.
You've always been able to feel your magic suffusing the card, but feeling Kanako's there as well is… odd to say the least. A wave of pressure pushes against your mind briefly before breaking against it like a wave might against a shore. It's a careful balancing act between the two of you, the goddess has to be careful to not allow her power to flatly overwhelm yours, and you have to mold in enough so the card is yours more than hers.
Suddenly, the card begins to absorb your energy faster than Kanako's, threatening to ruin your careful balance. You pump energy into it faster to counter the imbalance, hoping that it is a good sign. There's a mental snap as your hand starts to vibrate slightly, it is followed quickly by a burning sensation as red and purple split across the middle of the card.
Finally, after too long having to carefully balance energies, the card stops lapping at your reserves. Your energy stops pulsing through your arm, the burning sensation fades, and you only now notice the faint bead of sweat on your forehead. The card drained quite a bit… even if you weren't aware of it. Kanako's fingers gingerly separate and release the card, and you carefully turn it around to look at the front.
It's a painting of Kanako, It's in the same style of the mural that sits in the main hall. Though unlike that one she is alone, she's in her full regalia, the shrine rope ring behind her back and her sword in her hand. Golden text is across the bottom.
'Sky-God Summon: Divine Sword'
Interesting.
"Fascinating."
You jerk slightly as the goddess speaks from behind your shoulder. You are used to Suwako pulling that trick, not Kanako. The goddess reaches down to grasp it before pausing. "May I?"
You nod and allow the goddess to carefully remove the card and study it. Her eyes are… not dissimilar to the look she had when you presented her with the bracelet from the reliquary. Her thumb traces the lettering at the bottom, a small but genuine smile slipping through her mask as she does so.
"Fine work, Shinshi. We shall discover what it does in due time." She flips the card around in her hand and offers it back to you. She then takes a long moment to look around at your room curiously, her head turning this way and that as she takes in your 'opulence'... you admittedly aren't one for creature comforts. After a few passes she turns her head back to you, her serpentine eyes calm yet curious.
Honestly, sometimes it's hard to remember she has those unless you are paying attention, though admittedly unless you magic them away your eyes are slitted like a fox. It's a gift, given her proclivities towards frogs, that Suwako hasn't made her eyes look like that, frankly, you aren't quite sure you would be comfortable with two giant orbs staring at you unblinking while you bath and sleep. The hat is enough, thank you... But you are getting distracted, you hear a voice then pull yourself back from your thoughts to discover Kanako is asking you a question.
"What are your next projects?"
You look up from the card to stare at the goddess, your mind shifting gears as you think on all you have planned. "This week?" You allow a smile onto your face again, though this one shows a fair bit of long-suffering. "Sanae to begin with, poor girl needs a friend and I'm all she has, not that I don't plan on fixing that. Since she has some free time I thought I would spend some time with her."
Kanako smiles gently, the same smile she always has when her daughter is mentioned… even if she attempts to hide it at times. "She will be starting with the New Year's preparations soon, so she will certainly appreciate the assistance."
"And I'll gladly help, I had been meaning to speak to you and Suwako about that anyway."
"Were ya now?"
You glance up as Suwako slides out of your ceiling, her hair falling down to tickle your nose as she sticks halfway out from the wood upside down. At the moment either her legs are outside to the cool night air or she has only half-formed herself, you aren't sure which you find more amusing. You are honestly more impressed by the fact that the hat is staying on.
"Evening Suwako, I was. Wanted to know what the both of you were planning so I could get involved."
Both goddesses exchange glances with each other before Suwako responds. "We ain't plannin' anything too grandiose this year. After all the ruckus we were going mostly traditional, we're in a good position right now so we weren't plannin' on goin' too nuts with it. Sanae was talkin' bout a Ferris Wheel but ah figured that could wait ah bit."
A… You know what nevermind. "I had a few ideas actually, if you are alright with me running them by you."
Kanako nods while Suwako merely looks at you expectantly. You suppose they are both well used to your plans by now. "The first and most questionable is hiring on the foxes to do some form of fire display, we all have the ability to summon flame… though admittedly we barely have them as a contact at the moment, grateful to us as they may be."
Suwako tilts her head slightly… the hair gets dangerously close to tickling your nose before you take a step back. "Prob'ly not, we don't know 'em all that well and frankly ah'd rather stick to people we know. We're gonna have humans 'round after all."
Fair you suppose, you only just finished scouting the Fox Village to your satisfaction either way. "Then my second and possibly more practical idea would be to involve the Kappa, I was planning on visiting them this week to scout it out and see what's what. Thought they would be involved in a fireworks contest or something similar, I've seen their inventions."
"The idea has merit, though the Kappa can be notoriously… haphazard with their inventions. If we were to go such a route it would be wise to exercise caution."
Suwako hums. "Agreed, but they'd jump at an opportunity to hawk their wares and show off some of their little toys." Suwako falls the rest of the way out of the ceiling, her sandals clicking against your wooden floor as she effortless twists to land on her feet. "That an' we could say… convince 'em for a share of the profits."
Kanako nods. "I shall go with you, I have more experience with the Kappa and Sanae shall be busy with her own preparations."
You shoot a glance to Suwako and the goddess merely nods her head. "Should work, whatcha got in mind as a prize for this contest? Ain't too many Kappa interested in our blessin's, their gods 'round and all."
You smile. "I think I can figure something out rather easily. Long as they don't kill themselves everything should be fi-"
You catch yourself mid-sentence as another idea forms in your head. The smile turns into a smirk as you turn your full attention to Kanako. "What do you think of piggyback rides?"
The goddess to her credit merely quirks a brow, her arms crossing under her chest as she waits for you to explain yourself.
"Onbashira, traditionally they are ridden down a hill. Obviously that is… less than possible given the fact we live on a mountain. But if humans rode them through the air to give them a taste of the youkai and magician life…" You trail off, a small smile on your face as you lay out your idea.
Kanako snorts loudly. "Were a human attempt to ride the onbashira at the speed they normally travel they would be sent flying halfway to the human village from the recoil. But I suppose the idea could have merit for small children at lower speeds." She then shakes her head, a brief look of distaste crossing her face before she snuffs it out. "I would need to form special ones, I would not have them making merry on the traditional ones, they are as much relics as they are weapons. If I have time I shall look into it."
"Ah can throw people 'round with my rings, though the whiplash would kill 'em faster than a midnight walk through the forest." A faint whistle fills the air as the frog goddess spins a ring on her arm experimentally.
"Let's not and say we did, are we going to be handing out flyers or anything?"
Kanako turns her head towards the door, nodding as she does so. "We have already hired a tengu to hand out leaflets and advertise, so we shall not have any issues there. Was there anything else you had planned?"
You start to shake your head before your last plan comes to mind. It's going to be… difficult you feel, but you owe it to her. "The last one is about Akyuu and Iwanagahime. She prays to Iwanagahime to extend her life, and I owe it to her to try and help. You mentioned you knew her."
Suwako's expression goes blank and she turns to look at Kanako. Said goddess looks back from the door to you. Kanako takes a rather uncharacteristic moment to pause before she answers you. "We… know of her yes. She lives within the mountain itself and she feeds the fires that produce its heat. We never approached her for she was no threat to faith and she suffers little in the way of visitors."
"... What did you do to tick her off?"
Suwako flicks your arm, a cheeky smile on her face. "We ain't even spoken to 'er, she's just been reclusive ever since Yatsugatake was moved here. But she's powerful, even without worship, we could tell that the moment we set up shop 'ere. She lives deep in the interior where no other youkai bother ta' go. We can show ya the way there, but she probably wouldn't 'ppreciate another gods presence."
"Sounds promising, at first though I'd like you both to speak to Akyuu, like you mentioned."
Both goddesses look at each other, the exchange lasts several long seconds before they both nod. "We can get it done after the Kappa village." Suwako says, turning back to face you. "Be ah good time for all of us ah reckon, 'ssuming Akyuu doesn't panic thinkin' there is another incident or somesuch."
"... We are gaining that reputation rather quickly aren't we?"
Suwako chuckles. "Could be worse, used to be we were blamed for every incident. Now we just stick our nose in 'em."
"Was there anything else, Ayumu?"
You look over at Kanako and shake your head. "No, that would be everything. I suppose I'll get some rest then, with such a long week ahead."
"Do so." Kanako smiles gently. "Sleep well."
- - -
You hum to yourself as you crack another egg into the square omelette pan, the morning sunlight just barely creeping through the window. The smell of the omelettes tickles your nose gently, the spice of Kanako's section of breakfast tickles your nose... less gently. This is the first time you've broken out the spices you picked up back in Tokyo, though it's also the first time you've been allowed to cook alone.
You aren't quite as fast as Suwako, mostly because your illusions can't actually cook, nor are you in the mood to try to direct a spellcard for experimentation. Instead, you just get to relax and cook, something you didn't realise how much you missed since moving to Gensokyo… now if only you could find the time to read again.
Busy busy busy, but as you carefully set the food onto the plates you also accept it could be much worse. Well, you are diving headfirst into all sorts of politics and seem to break a new bone a week, but anything beats living on the streets.
You step out of the kitchen and make your way to the dining room, a tray of drinks balanced in one hand, while plates of food rest on the other. Both goddesses are there, while neither require food they both heavily enjoy the act of eating… and once again Sanae is missing. Your eyes looking over at her normal spot with annoyance enough to make Suwako answer the silent question.
"She's relaxin' in bed, ain't gonna drag her out of it."
You sigh and set the plates down onto the table, well two of them anyway, you have a delivery to make. "She is a growing girl and needs to eat her damn breakfast." You rebalance the trays in your hand. "I've put some new spices in yours Kanako, let me know if you like it… in the meantime I have a delivery to make. If you hear screaming and several loud crashes, it's probably me. The high pitched yelping is definitely Sanae."
You slide the door closed behind you again and make your way down the hallway, your footsteps careful as to make no sound as you approach her door. Silently you step up, leaning closer to the door and listening.
The sound of Danmaku fills the fills the air, along with the crashing of Onbashira in the distance. Bursts of invisible energy sounding up and down the hallway.
"Ga.... Seija!?"
Her voice rings out through the air, your magic creating a perfect mimicry.
"You think Yukari can hold me for long?! The strong are too complacent to ever truly defeat the weak!"
You hear a loud yelp and the sound of several heavy objects falling off the bed from Sanae's room. Part of that probably has to do with the illusionary Onbashira you just sent crashing down next to her window.
You then hear the sound of hands and feet upon the floor before she sprints up to the door and opens it with a panicked expression on her face. Her hair is disheveled, the normally well combed green locks pointing every which way. Her pajamas are half put on, half the buttons are in the wrong holes… yet here she stands all the same, a bundle of spellcards in one hand, her gohei in the other, and a clear intention to use them both, which lingers even as the illusions behind her fade away.
You hold up the tray. "Breakfast."
- - -
Sanae, as it turns out, can be quickly mollified with food, however she was apparently none-too-pleased with your little 'alarm.' In your personal opinion if she doesn't like it then she can drag her lazy ass out of bed to eat breakfast. Either way, you are sitting at the edge of her bed while she sits beside you, digging into the eggs.
"So what are you working on today?" You ask the shrine maiden, tapping the chopsticks against the side of the plate as you look at her.
Sanae shrugs her shoulders, setting her glass of juice back onto her nightstand. Pointing towards her closet, it's open revealing rows of clothes along with an old bow and several headless arrows. "I'll be making the demon-breaking arrows this morning and afternoon, they are usually popular among the kids. I have a few already but I'll need to fletch some more."
She then smiles cheekily in the same fashion Suwako does from time to time. "Well, between that and relaxing. Making arrows isn't too hard~"
"Of course it isn't, now that you have my help."
"Oh?"
You nod your head. "I'm going to help prepare the shrine for New Years and figured I haven't bugged you in awhile."
She sticks out her tongue at you before collecting more eggs with her chopsticks. "I think you've bugged me enough this morning alone."
"Afraid not, it is in the contract you see. I have to bug you at least three to four times a week, it is a stipulation Suwako added."
"LIKE HELL AH DID!"
Silence fills the room as you and Sanae both stare at each other, a piece of egg between her chopsticks dangling dangerous above the plate.
*snrk*
You both break into a fit of laughter, and settle into breakfast. Shortly afterwards Sanae brings out a set of tables and a mat to lay down in front of her bed. She then sets out a bundle of headless arrows for each of you. They already have feathers in them, instead, you are both getting to work carefully gluing the paper decorations onto them.
It's peaceful and quiet work, and a small smile is on Sanae's face as she diligently does her craft. Her fingers move with obvious practice, carefully applying glue with a brush to the back of paper charms before gently wrapping them around the shaft of the arrow to avoid any wrinkles.
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You step through the large metal door that makes up the entrance to the Kappa village, the guard happily accepting her 'bribe' of cucumbers as you step past her and into the tunnel that leads further into the mountain. You doubt its actually nessecary to enter, as honestly the poor kappa guard would be overwhelmed by vegetables given by how busy you remember the market being. But it does certainly get the door open quickly.
Kanako looks at it all clinically a moment before stepping past you, her sandals splashing in the puddles that are throughout the walkway. The Kappa 'guard' is happily munching away at her vegetable treat and pays neither of you any mind as you make your way down.
It takes nearly a minute to walk through the tunnel and into the large cavern that makes up the interior of the mountain. It's just as busy as the last time you were here; afternoon light filters through man-made holes in the mountain. Well, as much as it can anyway. The air has a rather nasty haze of smog to it higher up, a byproduct of their machinery that the natural light has difficulties punching through.
The smell of gasoline is strong, that and engine oil. Youkai of all sorts line the paths, both in the market down below and on the metal walkways that are attached to the walls of the cavern. Kappa, of course, are the most prevalent, but there are tengu and the like out as well.
Kanako, instead of walking down the path towards the market, turns right onto the walkway that surrounds the village. The metal is sturdy and firmly attached to the wall, barely even buckling as you walk upon it. It's still rather high, however, with you and Kanako both having to tilt or duck in places where the rock is low enough to the balcony that standing upright is an issue.
The kappa are a… small people.
On the walkways themselves there is hardly any species other than kappa, and they step out of the way of the war goddess. It appears when you are twice their height you have the right of way, or perhaps it is a sign of respect.
The pathway widens after a bit of walking, before you both come to a stop at a large circular platform overlooking the village proper. It, unlike the rest of the path, is made of wood, and good wood at that. It is intricately inlaid with carvings of turtles and what appears to be Kuzenbo in the center. Benches line it, and a few kappa are sat sat on them, idly talking amongst themselves.
Up here it is also surprisingly free of smog. There is certainly some above you, but none approaches the landing itself. Kanako walks onto it and towards the balcony. Her steps click against the wooden paneling before she comes to a stop at the edge, her hands resting on the metal railing as she looks out over the village.
You walk up to join her, the view up here is… admittedly not great. It is a lot of smog, noise, and metal buildings, but you can see everything from up here. Frankly, you don't think you would survive living in a place that sounded like a factory running 24/7. Tokyo was noisy, true, but at least it pretended to have places that were quiet.
The goddess is silent as she looks over the village, and you follow her example. Water runs through the center of town in a similar arrangement to the Tengu village, though this water is just as much function as it is form. Heavy pipes run into it, drawing water into buildings towards machines, while heavy metal water wheels turn with the current. Smaller pockets of water are spread about the place that kappa are working and relaxing in, but most seem to stay out of the main 'river'.
The market is in full swing, the sounds of metalwork ringing clear through the air as the kappa machinists ply their trade. The sound of crashing metal, pumping billows and running water make for a truly interesting cacophony.
"It is a fine village, a hub of innovation."
You look towards the goddess, and see a small smile on her face as she looks over the scene. "I remember a time when the kappa were little more than river-dwelling beasts that hid away and drowned naive humans. Now look at them."
"It's an impressive sight, if painfully noisy."
Kanako laughs lightly and turns to you. "You have borne witness to the market already. That leaves the manufactory." She raises a finger and points to a large series of buildings resting against the cave wall. Their metal walls go into the rock themselves, and their metal pipes run into and through it. It's in the general area you went to meet Nitori, but you never went into the massive facility proper. "Beyond that the Kappa live in and around the market and cave walls. Few own their own homes, to save space all but the richest live in communal housing." The goddess then turns around to point behind you.
You turn and look and see a marked difference between the two areas. The area behind you is obviously made by tools, versus the rough-hewn cavern you are currently in. Proud multistory buildings made of wood and stone are spread about in a large oval expansion. There isn't many of them, it's roughly half the size of the rest of the village… though a lot of that is open space. A large central plaza is visible with a large statue of Kuzenbo in the center of it.
The kappa you see in there are dressed the same as the ones outside, but they are nowhere near as worked in, no spots of oil or grease. Nobles and highly successful merchants, you imagine. At the far end of the cave is a large… castle. It's short, but it is undoubtably a castle; eight stories tall, with each floor having a terrace around it. The building itself is surrounded by a stone wall that is guarded by armed kappa guards, they are wearing armor and everything. You aren't sure if that is adorable or terrifying. Though from what you've seen, the naginata they are wielding probably explode on contact, so it leans on terrifying.
A sigil is inlaid between each window on every floor, though what it represents you don't have any idea. Still, it's the first castle you have seen in Gensokyo, and it is fairly impressive for a building in a deep underground cave. Well, first castle you've seen that wasn't upside down.
"The home of Kuzenbo, a… " Kanako halts mid-sentence as she attempts to find the right word to say. "Unique god. Perhaps not the most eloquent, but very effective. It is also the home of the kappa government and noble class."
"Which do you wish to see first?" You look over from the view towards the goddess, both of her hands are back on her hips as she looks at you expectantly. Both have their interests, and both will definitely be visited, but first pick is still important..
Chapter 104: Heart of Innovation
Chapter Text
*Sanae PoV*
You gently dip the brush into the glue pot once again, allowing the glue to gently gather on the tip of the brush before you lift it back up. Trace drops fall off back into the pot, but a slight spin and press against the sides allow you to collect it further into the bristles. Then you carefully run it down a section of the arrow.
Satisfied, you grab a blank piece of paper and place it onto the shaft, carefully dabbing on and around it with a clean brush to pick up the excess glue. It can't damage anything, but it can still leave an unwelcome shine, and you'll be damned if you manage to do this job poorly. You then set it down with the rest, you'll actually write the characters on the paper later along with putting on the cloth decoration.
It's slow, somewhat tedious work, but you like it. Sure, making these arrows may not produce much faith, but it makes you feel like you are contributing… and doing shrine work that doesn't involve repairing buildings of advertising is a win in your book. You are, in your opinion, beautiful, kind, infinitely patient, and the humans in the village flock to you because of your magnetic charm and personality, but proselytizing is tiring. Your eyes dart over at Ayumu; cruel prankster and living proof of your limitless patience. You wonder if perhaps he could advertise in your stead?
Sensing your gaze, or perhaps just lucky, Ayumu glances back at you, your eyes meeting as he stares down at you… Stupid tall fox. You fear the day he decides to be taller than Kanako and they get into a height war. Why do shapeshifters have to be so complicated?
His words take you out of your musings, a pity, Kanako had just gotten the box out again so she could gain another foot of height. "So beyond gaming and a lust for giant robots what precisely do you do for hobbies? Alice has the doll of course, and the Kappa have electronics and their… suspicious robots. But at the end of the day, I doubt you can really indulge either."
You shrug, the pajama top bunching up rather annoyingly in the process. "Enough trickles in from the outside that it doesn't really bother me," your eyes drift from him to look towards the floor. "There isn't exactly an geek culture in Gensokyo though. The shrine duties keep me busy, along with the random fights, both outside and inside the shrine, so I don't miss it too much. Worth it though."
Ayumu heaves a sigh, though you don't look back up to see him do it. "I suppose. Still, have you seen anything else that grabs your interest?"
You look up from the floor towards your closet, wherein your bow and several boxes of 'stuff' sit. Older games, magazines that drifted in, that old plush doll that Kanako gave you. "Not… really. I'm not bored, though." You turn your gaze again from the closet to look at Ayumu, a smile on your face. "The shrine keeps me so busy that none of my hobbies get old."
His blank expression quickly turns into a frown, his eyes showing… annoyance. He then returns to the blank expression almost immediately afterwards when he begins speaking again. "What about people outside the shrine? Like Hidemi, what is your relationship with her?"
Hidemi? You tilt your head slightly. "I… got along with her well enough, though I didn't really go around the Tengu shrine that often, only a little more than the Human Village shrine. Suwako and Kanako wanted me to mostly stay here when not on shrine business. I'd say we're on good terms, though."
Ayumu nods, hand going up to his chin. "I've only met her a small handful of times myself, something I've been meaning to fix. As our only other currently active shrine maiden she would be good to know. Well, that and…" An obnoxiously wide grin comes across his face, making him look far more fox than human. "She has a tail, and I can tell you from experience that tails instantly make someone a more valuable shrine maiden." One of his tails pops into existence and starts wiggling its way towards you, to counter you hold up the brush still wet with glue. It pauses mid-motion before curling back like a snake, the furry extension in a cowboy standoff with your brush.
*Tickle tickle*
The feeling of hair tickling your nose causes you to jerk backwards, a tail fading into few no more than an inch away from your face. You narrow your eyes and swing the brush like a sword, the bristles getting delightfully close to his tail before it fades out of view again.
"Urya!" You dive forward, brush coming down in a vicious strike towards his head. His eyes widen briefly before he himself fades, a small fox sitting in his place that quickly dives off of the bed.
"Now now, no need to be so aggressive!"
You stare at the fox, it is currently staring up at you with a disgustingly cocky grin on its face. It is at this moment you remember all that Suwako taught you. You let out a deep sigh and gently pick up the work tray and move it to the side, a smile on your face as you do so. There, avoid collateral damage. Now for what Kanako taught you.
"URYA!"
You dive forwards off the bed, Ayumu letting out a yelp as he dives backwards, he then kicks fruitlessly against the mats a moment before he darts through the door. "You won't be getting away that easily, troublemaker!" You slam the door open and spot the Doomfox sprinting off west towards the dining room, cackling all the while.
Your feet clap against the hardwood as you run after him, the door closes only a second before you reach it, slamming it open you look inside.
Oh, motherfuc-
Two Kanakos and two Suwakos stare up at you from the couch and floor respectively.
*Blink*
There's a slam and you hear the door to the front of the shrine open up even as both 'copies' fade away to nothingless. A look of amusement on both of your mother's faces as you spin on the spot to start sprinting towards the front door. "Asshole! Get back here!"
"Watch yer language!"
- - -
You both lay on your backs, breathing slightly heavier as you stare up at the sky. You chased the jackass all the way to the reliquary, and into the reliquary, then through the window of the reliquary. And who hides in the donation box?!
The brush sits, halfway jutting out of a tree, both forgotten and ruined, with the bristles now bone dry from the speed of your movements. Well, that and the handle is cracked clean in half from breaking through the bark, but you have enough brushes to go around. That and it was Ayumu's fault anyway.
"I am going to skin you and turn you into a rug."
You hear a light chuckle next to you and the sound of crunching grass as he pushes himself back up to his feet. "Crueler people than you have tried I assure you, and for more deserved reasons."
With a grunt, you push yourself up from the cold grass and turn to face him. "I can't imagine a more justified reason. You've been driving me insane recently."
"Oh?"
You walk over and wrench the brush out of the tree, once it is out and back in your hand you turn to face him. "You keep poking the hornet's nest. Yuuka, Flandre, I gave up trying to stop it in favor of training you so you can hopefully keep yourself from getting killed. In this past month and a half you have had the sense of a raccoon in traffic."
He at least has the sense to look a little guilty before he shrugs his shoulders. That same blank expression coming onto his face that he usually favors when he isn't putting on a questionable smile. "I don't exactly invite it, the dreams are out of my control and I was trying to be nice to Yuuka. I only just got here so it is in my best interests to make friends and allies, isn't my fault that she decided to use me as sparring practice. And Flandre was friendly anyway." He then turns to look back at the shrine, his hand digging through his pocket a moment before he shakes his head.
"Flandre, Yuuka, Remilia, Yuyuko and Yukari make up some of the most dangerous people in Gensokyo, and they are just friendly with you."
"Weeeeeeell." He draws out the syllable as he turns his head to look up at the sky. "I've only met Flandre once, and I'm not exactly on good terms with her sister. Yuyuko was polite, and Yukari and myself are frequently working towards the same goals." He raises a hand to block the sun from his face as he looks through the clouds, speaking all the while. "Yuuka is the biggest mystery to me at the moment, I neither know the extent of her powers nor what her actual personality is. It seemingly changes at the drop of the hat, a rather dangerous thing to deal with, truth be told."
You stare at him as his eyes lazily search the sky. Whether he believes it will give him all the answers or he simply enjoys the view you do not know nor do you care. What you do care about is you still don't know how he manages it. "You just walk in and out of those situations like they are nothing though, if I wasn't around you would be dead already."
He doesn't respond at first, content with staring up at the sky a few moments longer before returning his gaze to you. "To be fair there hasn't been a moment of diplomacy or a dream that actually required your intervention. Yuugi wasn't my fault, and frankly the first attempt with the Yukari card is entirely on Tall Purple and Angry. Besides that there has been a remarkable lack of Yukari trying to kill me."
You involuntarily snicker at the description of Kanako, you suppose he isn't wrong in that case.... But it is beside the point either way. "How do you do it anyway? Reimu can hardly walk outside of her shrine without getting into a giant spellcard brawl. While Yuuka invites you for brunch."
His smirk transitions to a full-blown grin. "You'd be surprised how affable people can be if you play kissass and go through the proper channels of diplomacy, powerful merchants, samurai lords, world destroying youkai, there really isn't much a difference between them all. That, and I do believe about half of the freakishly powerful youkai find me amusing for trying to begin with."
You stare at him with all the hatred, exhaustion, and annoyance you can muster. Which, admittedly, at this point isn't a lot, you are sadly used to his shenanigans. You sigh, long and loud and about as clear as you can be about him, then smile yourself. "Come on... We still have arrows left to work on."
You need to find him someone to bug that isn't you. Maybe they'll distract him.
- - -
*Ayumu PoV*
"Which do you wish to see first?" You look over from the view towards the goddess, both of her hands are back on her hips as she looks at you expectantly. Both have their interests, and both will definitely be visited, but first pick is still important…
You mull it over. While the nobles are the seat of power, their manufactory is what supplies them their power and wealth.
"Let's take a look at their factories, I'm curious as to how advanced they are."
Kanako nods and starts to walk back down the path, leaving you to follow her. "The kappa are the most advanced species within Gensokyo, while their size is diminutive and their individual might isn't noteworthy... as a species they have proven the most innovative." You step onto the walkway again, this time it curves around the opposite direction and leads towards the manufactory and Nitori's area. Tall fans raise from mounts in the cave wall, funnelling the smoke and fog into a cloud that is then sucked into pipes.
It answers where the smog in this particular area was, though it raises the new question of where it is going.
The further you go along the path the louder the factories get, humming pipes, crashing metal, and clanking machinery filling the air with noise as you walk back down a set of metal stairs that lead to the factory proper. The smell of fuel and oil is heavy in the air, and the noise transitions from merely obnoxiously loud to near deafening. Sometimes your advanced hearing is more of a curse than a blessing. With a loud pop they adjust, your hearing sensitivity lowering as you step onto the ground. It's a notable difference, as now instead of just the massive thundering of machines you can hear the sounds of the kappa as well, dozens of conversations surrounding you.
"We need that crate over here yesterday!" "How'd ya manage to break a 2.5ton hoist!?" "You got my order for that helium cutter?"
… Awfully loud for such a tiny people, then again factory workers. You used to work next to the dock so who are you to judge. The whole area is swarming with them, some in overalls, others in heavy welding and machinery gear. A group of kappa are off to the side outside of the factory welding a pair of treads on what appears to be some form of war tractor, while another group of kappa are busy disassembling an engine that is held up by a chain host.
The floor is metal and more than a little dirty, covered in soot, grime, more than a little oil and a lot of metal shavings. Every few seconds there is a burst of steam from one of the vents in the factory roof, superheated water rushed up before the vent slams shut again.
All in all, it is a horrifying cacophony that is in stark contrast to Gensokyo around it, it is an edifice to the industrial age and it may just come with all the sins that brought with it....
Kind of interesting actually.
There are multiple entrances to the factory. A single metal door appears to be the main 'working entrance' going by the size of it. While on the right hand side is a large pair of industrial doors for the entrance and exit for much large materials.
A pair of male kappa quickly duck out of the way as Kanako makes her way forward and through the metal doors of the factory complex. Recognition in their eyes that quickly transitions to curiosity and confusion as you walk in right afterwards.
- - -
It's an immediate transition, from the warm if humid outdoors to the very dry, very hot interior. The factory is massive, easily going back several hundred yards into the mountain itself. The floor is a mix of solid steel and metal grating. Some grates are channeled in a way that pipes of steam and gas run through them and throughout the factory. Others you can see water rushing along, the speed of its churning enough to send little specks of moisture flying up out of the grating and onto the pathways around it.
It's multi storied, metal staircases chaining their way up catwalk floors where you can see kappa working on devices and materials of all sizes. Weapons, vehicles, inventions you do not recognize and, frankly, do not want to know the purpose of. The flash of welding torches, the rush of steam, shouts both distant and far.
… And the sound of a waterfall.
The water that runs through the floor all dumps into a large central reservoir built into the center of the structure. Dozens of pipes run down from the ceiling and through the floor to dump water into a gargantuan center poor. Steam rises from it in plumes so thick you would mistake them for a volcanoes smoke. Various pipes run into the water itself, each hot to the point they nearly glow, where they come from however you cannot say, as the ends of them dig through the bottom of the pool itself and into the earth.
Large generators of some sort have large blue pipes running from them into the water as well, the machines letting out little puffs of steam themselves and they chug along. Various kappa stand around the machines and on the railing overlooking the pool, making sure everything is functioning.
Well, this certainly explains where they are getting there power, but..
"Are… they siphoning heat fro-"
Kanako laughing cuts you off, he raises a hand as if presenting the entire complex to you. "The Underground yes, truly innovative!"
...The tiny river turtle demons are siphoning heat from hell to fuel a giant steam reactor they use to create sumo equipment.
Gensokyo is weird, but you rather like it.
Kanako leans back against the railing overlooking the reservoir, a nostalgic look on her face. "The kappa were our first contact when we arrived in Gensokyo, even before the tengu. They assisted us in setting up the amenities and electricity within the shrine, and we have been in a working relationship ever since." A warm smile finds its way onto her face as she looks over the various working youkai. "While they may not provide us any faith, they are useful partners. They should be most eager to partake in the festival once we speak to their leaders."
The goddess looks around a moment before apparently spotting a kappa she was looking for. One slightly taller than the rest with pink hair and a matching pink outfit, though in the same style the rest of the kappa wear, along with the hat. A golden lock hangs on a necklace around her next, and in her hand is some form of… road sign?
"Mitori!" The goddess calls out.
The kappa's head jerks up from the machine she was observing to look over your way, a look of confusion on her face quickly changing to one of panic and excitement.
"Come here," the goddess continues. "We have things to discuss!"
Kanako laughs as the kappa starts jogging over, other kappa following suit. The lights from around the factory play off of the goddesses form and serve to make her seem even more jovial than she already is.
"Lady Kanako!" Mitori answers, her hand raising to her head in salute. The rest of the group nearly runs into her back, the lot of them (mechanics all by the look of it) skidding against the factory floor as they halt and bow before the goddess.
"Rise, friends of the Moriya, I do hope this new year is treating you well. I have in mind a… task would be the wrong word. Tournament of sorts, if the kappa are interested."
Mitori blinks, the sign shifting slightly in her grip. "Tournament?"
Kanako nods and gestures to you. "This is Ayumu, our shinshi. He can explain more."
The assembled group all look at you with curious expressions. Not, exactly what you have in mind but you can work with it. You glance over at Kanako who is looking at you with a smile that hides no small amount of… pride.
Not being one to disappoint you clear your throat and step forward. "Indeed, as you may be aware the Moriya will be hosting our New Years festival soon, we thought the kappa may be interested in designing fireworks." You smile and snap your fingers, a small firecracker appearing in your hand. "We would be hosting a contest whereupon the kappa submit entries to see who can create the best fireworks dsiplay. We shall of course be offering a prize." A few of the kappa rub at their chins thoughtfully, hushed murmurs amongst themselves that are obnoxiously hard to hear due to how loud the factory is. You dismiss the firecracker with another snap of your fingers, getting their attention in the process. "And of course the Kappa would be free to sell their wares and their fireworks on the shrine grounds, provided they are safe of course."
That turns the quiet murmuring into excited chatter. The Kappa have always been a greedy bunch. Frankly you never really worked with them, mostly out of location rather than anything else. The kappa had little reason to be in tengu and few if any lived in the forest around your village.
Kanako speaks once they've had a minute to talk amongst themselves. "Indeed, we can discuss the finer details in due time, but I thought you may want to spread the word around, Mitori."
The kappa in question turns from the small mob to the goddess, nodding her head emphatically once she has fully turned around. "Of course! We would relish the opportunity."
The goddess grins and looks over at you. "Then the business is settled, come Ayumu, there is another part of the factory I believe you would be interested in." With that she turns around, her gait happy as she moves along. She's been happy a lot recently, more accepting of boundaries, more helpful and understanding. She's a far cry from when you first met her, the month and change has flown by, yet it feels like you have been here for years already.
You're a shinshi true, yet it wasn't until recently that you truly felt part of the family. A rapid change, but… not one you regret for a minute, despite how much you might tease Sanae.
"Are you coming?" You look up from your musings to see Kanako waiting for you further along with a friendly smile on her face.
You stare at her a moment, your mind playing over a rather… dangerous possibility. One you will not mention, but something you have admittedly been thinking to yourself. You step forward and follow afterwards, your thoughts on another subject as she leads you through the factory.
Could there ever be something between you and her?
- - -
The noble district, once done with the factory, is far less impressive. The word 'noble' is a stretch as well, more 'exceedingly wealthy kappa'. Opulent houses and affluent kappa, they are, as you would expect, the main movers and shakers within the Kappa society as a whole. Far from being a council like The Underground, the Kappa seem to run on Corporatism, the society is driven on influence, profit, and growth. While they are happy to stay underground they still focus entirely on what brings the most growth and prosperity back to the kappa.
Well, that's the theory anyway. Given by the amount of money you saw being put into decoration you have a feeling it worked more like a modern corporation… or the feudal lords of old. Still, Kuzenbo does not take visitors so you'll have to be satisfied looking at his home from the outside. Given the fact that you live in two gods actual home, you didn't really feel like you suffered some great loss from not seeing it in all its glory.
Still, it was interesting, if not very informative. You and Kanako both step back out of the cave shortly afterwards and come to a stop shortly before the waterfall. "An interesting place and an interesting people, to be sure, though I probably wouldn't want to live there, with all the noise and the heat."
Kanako grins at you. "Perhaps not, your fur may catch on fire from an errant spark."
Your mind brings up an image of Sanae summoning a literal hurricane to put you out, or laughing at your misery. Either is possible with your new sister these days. "As… amusing as that would be, are you ready to head over to Akyuu's?"
Kanako nods her head before looking out over the waterfall. "Indeed, I shall inform Suwako. Let us be off."
- - -
Suwako, you note, chooses to enter the village in her smaller form, whether that is due to the villagers familiarity with her smaller form or convenience you aren't sure. Either way she seems remarkably chipper as you all walk through the village as a group. A few of the villagers greet you all warmly as you walk by, a familiar tingle in your arm showing the faith at work. It's a stark contrast to when you first arrived, the villagers never disliked the Moriya, but now they've become very welcome indeed.
Kanako is in full imperial goddess mode, staring straight ahead and acknowledging her followers with little more than a nod. Suwako for her part is idly chewing at a piece of grain… you aren't quite sure where she got it from. As she walks calmly with her arms perched besides her head.
It's a quick walk to the Hieda compound, nobody seeing fit to impede your progress or ask the goddesses for anything thankfully. Nor did any of the other temples seem to be around, all for the better, there is a significant amount of firepower around you at the moment and you are not in the mood to see the village on fire again.
The compound workers are setting up for new years as well, small lanterns are being hung up in the trees and the yard is being set up for the general holidays. Perhaps you should invite Akyuu over to the shrine when all is said and done?
Kanako leads the way, sliding the door open and stepping inside. Suwako and yourself follow in right afterwards, the interior heat washes over you pleasantly as you walk into the main hall. The first sound to hit you is faint music, a record player on Akyuu's desk is playing some heavily synthesized electronic music you don't recognize. It is mixed in with the sound of cracking and popping coals from a heater set besides her desk along with the sound of a pen scratching across paper. She's using one of the new pens you brought her, a small smile is on her face and there is a little bob to her head as she moves to the music ever slightly.
Her head lifts up when you close the door behind yourself. A brief look of confusion, panic, and worry playing across her face. In that order. You raise your hand and greeting and step forward past the goddesses. "Evening Akyuu."
The chronicler slowly reaches over and lifts the needle off of the record, gently placing it in its holder she then gently sets the pen down in a holder before focusing on you. "Good evening Ayumu, is…" Her eyes dart over to the goddesses who have taken flanking positions, "something wrong?"
You slip off your shoes and put on the slippers near the door. Trying to put on your best worry-assuaging smile you walk across the room before coming to a seat in front of her desk. "No, it's good news actually, probably."
You are joined by Kanako and Suwako to your left and right respectively. A slightly awkward silence fills the room before Kanako leans forward. "Our shinshi has informed us you wish to speak to Iwanagahime."
Akyuu's head snaps to Kanako so fast you worry she might break her neck. "That is… true yes, I assume he has also spoken to you of the circumstances of my request?"
Suwako nods, leaning forward a well. "He has. He's gonna speak to Iwanagahime on yer behalf, we'll see what we can do about it on our end."
Akyuu's eyes go wide before she bows so hard she nearly slams her head into the desk. "Thank you!"
Suwako snickers and waves her hand. "A friend of our shinshi is a friend of ours, 'sides you've aided us in past incidents."
Akyuu raises her head back up, a faint mark of red at the top of her head showing that no, she did in fact hit her desk. "Then please allow me to come with him!"
Another silence fills the room as all three of you stare at Akyuu.
Kanako speaks up after a long moment. "That… would not be wise, as even under escort the mountain is dangerous for humans. The interior of the mountain even more so, I cannot recommended you take such a course."
Akyuu shakes her head, clear frustration on her face. "No. I am the one who brought this up so I should go with him, even if it is dangerous. I have prayed to the goddess remotely, I would request her help personally if able."
All eyes in the room turn to you.
"Yer call shinshi."
Yeah… it is, isn't that lovely?
Chapter 105: Into the Mountain
Chapter Text
Both goddesses are against the idea, but… you've known Akyuu longer than they have, and telling her to keep away has never worked. She would probably just sneak after you. That, and it is easier to throw yourself at somebody's feet in person.
You can hear Akyuu's fidgeting, the faint sounds of adjusting fabric. When she was nervous about something she always had trouble keeping still. The girl has many tells, part of the reason why you kept her from both gambling and politics, but she is stubborn, and remarkably driven when she has a reason.
...She is, after all, the young girl who went out of her way to hire a monster when her family's estate was at risk.
You look up and stare directly into Akyuu's eyes. Her body may be nervous, but her eyes are firm.
"Fine, but you will follow my every instruction."
Akyuu nods resolutely. "I have in the past and I shall continue to do so."
You can recall many times in the past where Akyuu didn't listen to you. Not that you particularly blamed her at the time, but the words still bring a smile of amusement to your lips. It seems to do the same with Akyuu as well, a ghost of a smile starting to appear, a little in-joke between the two of you.
"Then I suppose there is no sense in waiting." You turn to Kanako. "Where are we going?"
- - -
Your eyes trace over the cave, it's at the base of the mountain on the opposite side from the shrine and lake. The barrier is easily two or three miles behind you, and this whole area is nothing but wilderness… but that doesn't mean there is no 'civilization' here. Beast's paths, disturbed brush, the scent of recent travel. It tickles your nose as you sniff out the clearing before the cave.
Your time in the city has done little to dull your instincts, and they prove more useful than most would realize when walking in the seedier and more... spiritual areas. The cave is marked by the presence of youkai; disturbed rocks, trace scents of iron, and the lingering effects of magic that all supernatural beings leave behind as they pass.
You can't see if anything's in the cave; the sun provides little light into it at this time of day… yet even if it was shining directly onto it you feel it wouldn't make much progress. What scant little illumination there is only dares to penetrate a few careful feet before shadow overwhelms it. Even your eyes can scarcely penetrate a dozen feet into its murky depths.
Apparently, the goddess does not even leave enough to clean her doorway... You can think of at least two exorcists that would have loved this place, it's been awhile since you've seen a 'lair' such at this. An odd place for a goddess to reside, though given what you have been told it is very possible she has never left to care about the state the entrance is in.
You hear the clink of metal and glance to your left to see Akyuu carefully readjusting the naginata on her shoulder. There is only the slightest hint of trepidation on her face, she's determined. Which is good, as even with her practice you doubt that weapon of hers will do much to a youkai. There is a reason you did not want her involved the last time she offered to get her weapon; determination aside, she is not an exorcist.
But you are certainly no spring chicken.
"We shall not intrude upon another goddesses domain," you and Akyuu both look over at Kanako as she speaks. The goddesses' gaze is hard as she stares at the entrance to the cave, her voice calm and deceptively neutral. "... unprovoked." She places her hand on her hip and turns to face you both, her expression is flat though her entire body is tense. "But if our servant were to be brought into danger I would dare any god to stop us."
You can't help but smile at her 'assurance.' Even if it's a crowded category, it's nice to know that you're one of Kanako's 'War Triggers.' Well, as long as other gods are involved. After all, nobody on her playing field is allowed to break her daughter's toys, but if the pet fox walks into traffic, then she might not get into a fight she can't handle.
At least, you hope that's how it works.
"Keep safe, and good luck to ya."
You nod while Akyuu bows deeply to each goddess in turn. Then, you both step into the cave.
- - -
The small lantern Akyuu has fixed to her sash fares little better than the sunlight did in penetrating the shadows as you make your way further into the cave. You only traveled some thirty yards before the light of the cave entrance was swallowed up. Yet… it seems to be part of the cave's 'magic'. As despite the effect, you can actually see inside normally with your vision, once you passed that threshold anyway.
It's still dark of course, and Akyuu's lantern does little more than allow her safe footing. But at the very least you aren't going to be falling down a pit anytime soon, and with your memory, you hardly need to worry about getting lost either. Akyuu keeps a firm grip on your sleeve but seems remarkably calmer now that you have entered, more focused on keeping her footing than worried about monsters jumping out from the dark.
The stone is rough, evidence that this cave is naturally formed, with no signs of work to enlarge or smooth it out. It is large enough for you to comfortably stand up in, easily seven feet tall, and about that much again wide. The only sounds you hear are the rocks shifting underneath your feet, though with how the cave is formed hearing things accurately is a difficult task at the best of times.
… The smell of beast, however, is still quite strong.
"When was the last time you were in a place like this?" Akyuu says quietly behind you.
You hold up a hand, coming to a stop at a cave corner you peer around to see the cave opening up a bit. Wider if not taller, before continuing on for quite a ways further into the mountain. It's warm, though not yet unpleasant. Satisfied you aren't about to have your face ripped off you glance back at Akyuu. "Not for awhile, remember Chai and Goro?"
A rather amusing look of distaste forms on her face as she remembers that rather… nasty duo. "Unfortunately, I'd rather not."
You grin. "That Magatama you asked me to retrieve for the chronicles? They had stashed it in a cave not dissimilar… though that one wasn't inhabited by youkai, just idiots with knives."
"If I remember right you said that job was easy?"
You shrug your shoulders, stepping out around to corner to begin making your way through the cave again. "It was, it was humans with knives."
You hear her sigh before she starts walking behind you again. "You could never stay out of trouble."
"I can't be blamed for getting in trouble when you gave me the job to begin with, and besides, you are starting to sound like Sanae."
"Then Sanae is wise beyond her years. Why she hasn't kicked you out is a mystery."
"Because much like you, she could never resist my adorable utility." You chuckle quietly, the sound just short of echoing. "And besides, you just want her to kick me out so you can adopt me."
. . .
You stop immediately. You feel a light bump as Akyuu walks into you, but you hold up a hand before she says anything.
There, laying slumped against the wall is a body... or rather, the remains of one. It has no scent, at least, none that you detected until you passed the corner. Only the tracest scent of blood remains, a paradox given how unnaturally 'fresh' the body is.
It's a young girl, she couldn't have been older than fifteen or sixteen. Dark black hair goes down her shoulders to her upper back, though a decent chunk of it is missing… from where she was grabbed you imagine. Her face is dirty with faint scratches but otherwise looks clean. She's dressed in a school uniform; a modern one with a skirt that goes down past the knees, traces of dried mud and plant matter stick to it in places.
Scratches aside, she only has one wound; a large incision is running across her chest, the shirt torn open to reveal the bare flesh. Dried blood is caked around the wound, though it is brown with age, and once again has little in the way of scent. In her chest cavity is… nothing. Or rather, her ribs are there, and even some of her organs, but her liver is missing, and many of the bones of the ribs have been torn away to allow access.
You process this all in a second, then snap your head up to the rest of the cave.
It opens into a wider cavern littered with bones, both fresh and ancient. None more recent than the girl, some who aren't far off, and all with broken ribs. None of the bones bear bite marks, rather it looks as if each of them was simply... left alone until the flesh sloughed off the corpse, and the clothing they wore degraded into piles of thread. There aren't any bugs, scavengers, or even fungi to digest the bodies, all driven away by the cave's other inhabitant. And now that your footsteps have ceased, you can hear it; a very faint clicking.
… There, an old woman at the far end of the cavern. Her face is wrinkled and gaunt, skin draped over her face. She is dressed in a ruined yukata, any pattern that was once on it covered by dirt and dried blood stains. Her hair is a grey and tattered mess, rocks and twigs and fragments of bone decorating it like some form of macabre tapestry.
On gnarled, misshapen hand drags along the ground, the digits twisting at odd angles to form a crude approximation of hooked claws. Loose stones are pushed by her touch, making that clicking sound. In her other hand, a liver.
"No… nononono, this liver won't do." She mumbles as she leans against the wall of the cave, blocking the only path through. "Yes, fresh liver. Younger, fresher, the lord is counting on me."
...Kurozuka.
Well, that's just lovely.
You glance back at Akyuu, the girl to her credit is staying very still. Being careful as she realizes you being alert is probably a bad sign. Her hands have moved down to cover the lantern, the light almost entirely gone… though likely not hard to see if the youkai looks over this way.
A man-eating youkai, you've seen remarkably few of those so far. Well, most in the Underground would certainly qualify, but you have yet to see many that would explain why the Human Village has walls.
Habits aside, this thing is in your way. While you aren't one to complain about another being's existence... You have somewhere to be and someone to guide.
---
Right, this could be bad, so you've got to be quick and you've got to be clean; It's time to stick to your specialty. You look back at Akyuu and raise a finger to your lips. "Stay here and be very quiet."
The chronicler nods and lowers herself as close to the ground as she can, her robes moving to carefully close around the lantern. Then, you shift. Your feet now dangle in the air a moment before you silently land back on the ground. The crazed muttering still sounds out from the small cavern, the youkai lost in the throes of her madness.
This isn't the first of these situations you've run into, and while this Youkai may be of a specific type it is in no way unique. Some youkai are simply 'born' insane due to the circumstances of their creation. Admittedly this is the first time you've had to personally deal with one.
Still, there is one nice thing about crazy people; for all their illogic and madness, once you know enough about them the insane are predictable. Your paws 'click' against the stone once you step a good dozen feet or so into the cavern, your nails on the hard rock perfectly mimicking that of sandals. The youkai jerks its head around, gaunt face struck in an image of alarm.
You continue walking, with every step you take the cave around you changes. Hard rock becomes dirt, stalagmites becomes nothing more than trees and overgrowth, the landscape ripples and forms around you until what was once the inside of youkai mountain is no more. You stand in front of a noble's house, copied from what you recall of one from the edge of Edo, which had been old even by that cities standards..
Yet around her, the landscape is murky and broken, burnt trees and bloodstains litter the ground. Corpses old and rotten line the footpath and the scent of gruesome work permeates the air as much as it does the cave. Her own psyche is changing and warping the illusion weaving into her mind, but you allow it to happen. Who she is, what she is, everything coalescing around her to make the dreamscape that much more factual.
Your voice when you speak is not your own, it's an older style of speech and it is laced with just enough charm to get her attention. "You are forgiven."
The look of alarm quickly morphs into one of shock, her eyes are wide and she slowly raises a hand to point at you, only to make a strangled gasp as she notices her 'hands'. No longer claws, they are instead of the fingers of an old woman.
"My… my lord?" Tears form in her eyes. You nod slowly, your face is hidden by the beautiful morning's rays. All the better for her to fill in the gaps herself.
"Come now." You stretch your arm forwards and grasp hers with your own, her claws dig slightly into your palm but you don't allow yourself to show any signs of discomfort or pain. "It is time to go home."
Her eyes dart from the hand to you repeatedly. Then, with a careful step forward you lead her off towards the wall of the cave, and keep walking there… as from this point on all signs of forward movement are an illusion.
…
That'll keep her busy for awhile.
"What did you do?"
You smile at Akyuu, hands in your pockets as you walk back to where she is hiding. "Showed her what she wanted to see. The illusion will last about a day, so we have time." In truth it could last well longer than that, it depends on how much she prefers it to reality. A magical illusion can't last forever… but some people can drag the illusion from magic to mindset, their psychosis and mental failings encompassing enough that their minds accepted the lie as their new reality.
Akyuu's eyes lower to the body a moment, a look of disgust finding its way onto her face as she rises up to her feet. "Perhaps you should have… dealt with her."
"Perhaps." You look back at the youkai, sitting in the corner, clutching an illusionary hand, crying, and smiling as she rocks back and forth. "But I don't know why she is here, and making too much noise may draw others to us. I don't know what is in this cave, and I'm not too keen on finding out."
Akyuu stares at the corpse a second longer before casting a furtive glance towards the youkai. Her eyes linger on it, clear hate in her gaze before she returns her focus to you. "I understand Gensokyo is a sanctuary, but perhaps some things should not be saved."
"More things than you could imagine," you shrug and turn back to the cavern, "but none of them would exist without mankind's invention… even myself."
"..."
Akyuu lets out a breath but you don't bother looking back. You are just entering the other side of the cave when she speaks up again. "The myth of a crazed woman eating livers is different than a fox visiting her husband every night."
"So you recognize the youkai then, impressive.' You place your hand on the rock, glancing back at Akyuu in the process. "But does the story matter when the result is just as monstrous?"
She gets within a pace of you before you start walking again, the cave narrowing again as you make your way away from the cavern. A silence passes between the two of you as you make your way forward. The further you go into the cave the more humid it gets, the walls moist to the touch.
So far the interior has been dry and rough, but as you get further along it has been gradually smoothing out. What was once rough stone becomes smooth, somewhat wavy, rock. Small streams run through the grooves in the stone, little trickles of clear water that run down the path before disappearing into holes in the wall like veins. You never have quite learned where the waterfall gets its source of water. But the interior of the mountain seems full of it, which also means the temple is probably built on an aquifer.
… You'd question the logic, but the temple could probably fly if the goddesses felt like it, so who are you to question their decision. In the distance, you can hear the roar of falling water, and the source is quickly made apparent once you make another turn further into the cave. Your hand shoots out on instinct, claws digging into the wall to prevent Akyuu from taking another step, the chronicler lets out a startled gasp of alarm before she falls silent at the view in front of her.
Ethereal lanterns hang in the air, a blue light shines from them, casting a cerulean glow over the landscape in front of you. It's a cavern, though this one makes the one previous look like little more than a cavity. It easily spans more than a quarter mile across, and on the other side you can see where the cave continues, but the only thing connecting the two ends is a thin strip of broken land. The path is still mostly rock, slickened by moisture, hints of what appears to be carved stone are spread about here and there, but most of it seems to be broken and shattered.
The source of the moisture is revealed as well, the lanterns spectral light revealing a series of waterfalls. Some fall into the cavern from well above, so far that you cannot discern their source beyond a roaring of water and a crash far far below. There are more spread about the walls as well, none able to rival the falls outside alone, but there are dozens of them. The humidity is thick in the air as is the scent of wet stone. Spread about and built into the walls are the remains of old structures… though of what purpose you cannot say. They are all built in a very very old style, easily predating your time, and perhaps going as far back as the goddesses. Crumbling towers and edifices made of stone, half-collapsed buildings and paths.
Remnants of an entire village or complex collapsed into the mountain. Moss and lichen grow on and around them with impunity, the massive amounts of water enough to keep them alive… though with the lack of sunlight you wonder how that really works.
Your eyes dart back to the lanterns. At first, you assumed obake but these aren't 'alive.' The blue lanterns bob and shift in a nonexistent breeze, but that is all they do. On the front of them is a sigil, though one you don't recognize.
"Iwanagahime."
Your eyes trail from the cavern over to Akyuu, who is staring at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, her mouth hanging open. "Where?"
She raises a hand to point at one of the lanterns. "That is her sigil, which means with any luck the goddess is close."
You nod, turning back to the path. You pry your hand from the wall and offer it to Akyuu. "Hold on, the path is slick." The other hand clutches your flight card, just in case.
- - -
You're about halfway through the cavern, the only sound being that of rushing water and your footsteps on the wet rock. Your balance is perfect, but Akyuu has had to be rather careful moving through the chasm. When it is present the carved stone offers good support and allows you to traverse it easily, but in the areas where it has broken away, the smooth base stone offers little in the way of comfortable travel.
At the very least it is well lit, the blue light glittering on the water around you and allowing your little human partner to clearly see where she walks. You step onto a piece of broken stonework and turn around, assisting Akyuu in climbing up to continue on your way.
"You know," you begin dryly, "it's about time you finally went on a mission with me. It only took you what? A lifetime and a half to finally live a little?" Akyuu shoots you a look
"I am not some hired adventurer, I am a writer." She slaps you across the chest playfully, at just the wrong time.
You lurch backward as some loose stone slips under your foot. Your eyes widen and you take a step back, your arms flailing for balance as your heel kicks off the edge of the stonework. A cry of alarm sounds from Akyuu as you tilt backward, your body slowly, ever so slowly, going back despite your best efforts. You tilt over the precipice and… stop there.
Your clawed foot digs into the platform as you smile cheekily at Akyuu.
Her look of shock turns to one of great annoyance before she carefully reaches over to pull you in by your arm. Your claws digging in and assisting until you are fully back onto the platform, the shoe fading back into view afterward.
"That was stupid!" She hisses. "What if you had actually fallen?"
"I can fly."
"Not good enough." She roughly pokes a finger into your chest, her cheeks puffed and red. "You don't get to die because of me. Everyone else can get a fair shot at you, but I will not be blamed for anything."
You both stare at each other, her gaze an interesting mix of annoyance and relief. Yours as flat as you can possible make it, this goes on for several seconds before the corner of her mouth curls up.
Her shoulders start to shake and she lets out a series of giggles. "You always were a pain in my ass."
You grin and chuckle with her. "You're the one who hired me."
She lets out a bark of laughter, hand rising to her chest as she smiles at you. "I'm over a millenia old. I've had a lot of time to make mistakes!"
You jerk a finger up. "Tell that to the Moriya, I've already made Sanae regret her decision in a month."
Akyuu lets out a deep breath, still smiling. Any tension from the previous encounter and this cave in general gone. "If I had known I would have warned her." She then lifts up her, looking past you towards the cave on the other side. "Come on, let's see if we can find the goddess before you give me a heart attack."
You nod, holding out your hand for her to take.
- - -
The next tunnel is long; ten minutes of guiding a human, with their unfortunately horrible eyes, through pitch black, only slightly illuminated by a lantern. As you exit it widens out again, making a chamber about the same width as the kurozuka's cave. Flat paths with very little in the way of indentations or natural features. This entire area has been clearly carved, though unlike the last there is no sign of any structures, nor light for that matter. Akyuu has had to once again uncover the lantern in order to see where she is going. Still, you haven't seen anything of not-
A wave of magic washes over you, a feeling not unlike stepping through a wave of water. You are then hit by a blast of heat an-FOR FUCKS SAKE THAT'S THE SUN! You hiss in pain and shield your eyes as your vision goes painfully white. Jerking to the side you can faintly make out Akyuu doing the same, your vision slowly comes back into focus to see… grass?
You slowly up look and towards the outsi-
…
This isn't the outside. A bright light shines down from a blue sky, but the sun is noticeably absent. You have entered in what appears to be a sedate forest clearing, surrounded by tall bamboo. Grass sits still, the blades crunching slightly as Akyuu adjusts her feet. The sound of birdsong fills the air along with, once again, the sound of rushing water… though you can't spot the source of either.
In the center of the clearing is a home made of fine wood. The wood and paper walls look fresh and new, as does a now familiar golden sigil hanging above the door. In front of the house is a garden filled with flowers and fruits, each growing on the sides of a path that runs from the front steps to the 'exit' you and Akyuu are standing in front of.
Akyuu lets out a gasp and steps forward, and at that moment a loud hiss fills the air. Before you can even spot its source another hiss joins it, and another, and another. You are quickly surrounded by a symphony dozens strong. Long black snakes unfurl from the trees and pop out of the ground. Their eyes a solid red and their every movement trails a thin black smoke behind the.
You reflexively shove Akyuu behind you, your hand reaching for a spell card before the snakes… stop.
None get closer than six feet, and no more appear, making a steady knot of two or three dozen. You have enough room to get away… but these snakes are here for a reason.
That reason reveals itself a moment later when the door to the manor slides open to reveal a woman. She is very tall; easily at the higher end of seven feet, and extremely gaunt. The woman's skin is deathly blue and so thin you can see the bones underneath as she moves. Long black hair trails down her back, unkempt but still maintained. She is dressed in a beautiful kimono, a pattern of clouds and snakes running across it in golden decoration, a stark contrast to her near corpselike features.
Her eyes are a deep red and she focuses them on you as she walks across the path. You can hear Akyuu shift unsteadily behind you as she approaches, but the chronicler says nothing.
The woman… goddess more than likely stops just before the snakes. Her mouth curls into a smile that is just one step away from mocking. Her voice, when she speaks, is light, but draws on every syllable like a hiss.
"Ah… liiiiittle Hieda, you fiiiiinally arriiiive."
Chapter 106: Iwanagahime
Chapter Text
*Akyuu POV*
You do your best to stay veeeery still. Trying not to do anything to offend by accident as the goddess smiles at you. The Moriya is one thing, you deal with them, usually through Ayumu, but worship is another matter entirely. Iwanagahime is… off.
Ayumu, to his credit, looks incredibly calm about this, though whenever he was working he always looked calm. Thankfully it's only calm and not bored, you wouldn't want him to do anything to offend her.
Swallowing your fear, you gracefully lower yourself to the ground, your robes hitting the grass along with your knees. Your hands lay at either side and with an exhalation of air you allow your head to press against the dirt. "I thank you for meeting us Iwanagahime, goddess of the eternal." You hear Ayumu shuffle and do the same, out of the corner of your eye you see him get on his knees and bow in respect, but he does not press his head against the ground.
Silence greets your bows, the only sound that of birdsong and the hissing of snakes. Then, after a moment that seemingly stretches for an eternity the goddess slowly giggles in amusement.
"Riiiiise, riiise yourself. Oh, how many yeaaars has it beeen?"
You raise your gaze tentatively to see the goddess smiling down at you, it's a kind smile. Though still rather disturbing given her general pallor, the snakes sink down into the earth, the only signs of their existence being a faint black muck that quickly dissolves behind them as well.
Ayumu stands before you do, nodding his head and speaking. "Thank you for the audience, and thank you for putting away the snakes. I have grown…" He winces noticeably. "Quite an understanding as to how dangerous they can be."
… He is suspiciously relaxed about this.
The goddess looks over at him, and you take the time to push yourself up. Carefully (and as quick as possible) wiping off the front of your robe as you do so.
"Theeeeeey are usefuuuul miiiiinions." The goddess replies, her expression flat as she stares at Ayumu. "Haaaave yooooou come as her seeeecond?" Her dialect is not one you recognize, she draws out most syllables like a snake, but beyond that, she has an accent you do not recall. Ayumu might, you admittedly never really got out of Numazu…
Or the Human Village, for that matter.
Ayumu shakes his head, his hands move behind his back and his posture as a whole gets straighter. "Bodyguard and guide, Akyuu of the Hieda seeks to speak to you and as a friend I aimed to help guide her here. For the better, the paths were not safe I'm afraid."
The goddess doesn't blink or make any reaction to the statement beyond an inquisitive. "Oh?"
"A Kurozuka guarding the entrance to the cave."
The goddess smiles then does something you wouldn't expect. She breaks out into a fit of laughter. You watch as she raises a gaunt hand to cover her mouth, the over moving to clutch at her stomach as she laughs. It is a raspy thing, she's clearly mirthful but the sounds are like a cough more than true laughter.
Ayumu simply stands as he has been, no expression visible on his face as he waits for the goddess to finish laughing. She does after a moment, the smile remains but it is… cold. "I haaaave no guards, much as I haaaaave no followers. Anything liiiiving in theeese caves is nooooothing moooore than a straaaaggler."
You swallow the lump in your throat and speak up. "I… I wish to ask that you exte-"
The goddess raises a hand, another giggle sounding from her throat.
Ayumu's eyes narrow, but he doesn't say anything as the goddess turns her attention to you. "I haaaave heard your prayerssss… but I cannot grant your wiiiiiish." The pit that has been resting in your stomach since you started this journey turns into a chasm at her pronouncement. "At leaaaast, not as I am nooooow."
"... Eh?"
The goddess grins at your befuddlement, and then turns on the spot, taking measured paces toward her shrine. "Come, weeee must paaaartake in discussion."
- - -
The interior of the mansion is… boring. Plain paper walls reveal an interior of little to no decoration. It's certainly well-made, but there is little in the way of decorations or possesions beyond old artifacts you don't recognize. It's clearly more a temple than a home, at least in comparison to the Hakurei and Moriya shrines, it's much smaller, if still regal in its own fashion.
Golden sigils are painted on the walls, and the floor is covered in a beautiful rug. But beyond that there is… nothing.
… Then again your main hall is a large room with a desk in it, so you can't really judge.
The goddess stops at an altar at the far end of the room. It's a beautiful piece made of wood, not grand perse, but again, well made. A small box sits atop it, and hanging from a large banner behind it is an enso with its center open. The paint used to make it appears still glistening wet and fresh, it is the only mark in the room that is not the goddesses sigil.
The goddess bows her head in apparent respect to the altar before turning around to face you both. "Pleaaaase sit."
You carefully pull the naginata off of your back and gently lay it onto the floor. Then you sit down on your knees. Ayumu does so as well, and he stares at the goddess a moment before speaking. "A question… if I may."
The goddess inclines her head in his direction.
"You stated you have no followers but I have seen witness to your power since passing the Kurozuka, are you not worshipped?"
The goddess nods slowly. "I aaaaam, and I aaaaaam not." She takes a step forward and sits down herself, her legs cross briefly before she lays across them, her hip on the floor with both legs go out to the side. "I haaaave no followers. I haaaave no need of theeeem."
His eyes narrow again. "...Then may I say you are doing quite well for yourself."
An amused smile comes across the goddesses' face. "I knooooow your thoughts beast. I do nooooot indulge myself on the powers of the fleeeeeesh." The smile drops, her expression turning neutral again. "I aaaaaam the goddess of eternity, aaaaand it is my embodiment. My power dooooes not wither, thaaaat is my blessing… aaaaand my curse."
Her gaze turns to you. "I aaaaam this mountain, but wheeeeen I moved the mountain I beeeeecame static, a cuuuurse. I caaaannot use my powers like onceeee I could, I have not contacted you, because I could nooooot contact you."
Ayumu speaks up. "Who cursed you?"
The goddesses expression turns dark for the first time since this visit began. "My siiiiiiiister, she could not accept the difffffference between us. So when I leeeeeft… she cursed me to liiiiiive within this mountain as I am forevermooooore." She tugs at the nape of her robe to reveal more pale flesh, and the marks of wounds, the marks of open and fresh wounds. In places there are cuts and holes that you can see clearly through to the innards. There is no blood, and the muscle and sinew you can see is dark blue to solid black. "I caaaaaannot change, and anything that is foooooorced upon me is peeeeermanent. I am eeeeeternal and static." Her eyes then trail to you, "I hear yoooooour prayers but caaaaannot grant them, for I caaaaannot access but little of my own poooooower."
The chasm that was in your stomach has returned with a vengeance. The goddess has been cursed by her own powe-
"Can we help?"
Your head jerks over to look at Ayumu so fast you almost break your neck, he is leaning forward, a serious look in his eyes as she stares at the goddess. "Suwako, one of my patrons, she has power over curses. She could take a look."
Iwanagahime's eyes widen a moment before she smiles, returning her attention back onto your bodyguard. "I know oooooof her, I am afraaaaaaid she cannot noooow, perhaaaaaps never… but there is a way." Ayumu leans forward further, his hand, which you only just now realised was in his pocket moves to his side.
"A liiiiiife is a powerful thing, and it is not sooooooomething to be granted easily. I am nooooot Izanagi, I caaaaaannot grant you this freely." She closes her eyes for a long moment, when she opens them again she appears… tired. "A deeeeeeath for a life, thaaaaaat is the price." a deep rumble fills the room at her declaration. It is only when it stops that you realize its source.
"Explain," Ayumu's voice is harsh and bestial. His eyes dart between the goddess and yourself… he looks ready to move at a moments notice.
"Caaaaaaalm." The goddess commands. "The deaaaaaaath I wish for is to be fooooooound, not forced."
Ayumu doesn't drop the tension, but he doesn't reply either.
The goddess simply smiles and faces you instead. "This cuuuuuurse cannot be removed without my death. Or raaaaaather, there is noooooothing I wish to 'live' for left, if yoooooou were to free meeeee from my cuuuurse… I wooooould grant you the life you seeeeeeeek."
… Beseech the Yama.
You look over at Ayumu, he lets out a deep breath and seemingly calms before looking at you as well. In that moment you have a conversation without words. You cannot even reach the Yama, living humans cannot cross the Sanzu river… and you aren't quite ready to die yet. He could but it would be dangerous and would have no promise of a result.
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*Ayumu POV*
Your eyes flit between Akyuu and the goddess, it'll probably be dangerous, and Sanae won't like it, but there is very little you wouldn't do for Akyuu. You draw in a deep breath, the stale air of the interior filling your lungs, and nod.
"I will do it," you confirm, "on the condition of extending Akyuu's lifespan to that of a normal mortal's… I shall seek out and beseech the Yama."
The goddess blinks then smiles broadly. "Theeeeeen we haaaave an accoooord." Her eyes are the most expressive they have been since you arrived, what was once dead and tired now has a faint flame of hope dancing behind them.
… She still reminds you of a corpse, however.
"I woouuuuld guide you to the entraaaaaance, but I cannoooooot leave." She bows her head in apology, then stuffs her left hand in the opposite sleeve, it digs around a moment before it pulls back out holding a scroll case. It's made of fine wood, though it is obviously weathered with age. Each end of the case is painted red with her sigil marking the tip, and along the front is a series of script that you've seen Suwako use from time to time… one you decidedly could never make heads or tails off.
The goddess deftly flicks off the tip of the scroll case and a small piece of rolled pristine parchment slides out of it into her hand. Her eyes trail across the paper a moment before she offers it to Akyuu.
Akyuu accepts it gratefully, bowing deeply once again before opening it carefully to read.
"It cooontains a small pooooortion of my poweeeeer, the smaaaaall sliver I caaaan produce, but enoooough to prooove my associatioooooooon."
Akyuu looks it over a moment longer, her brows knit in visible confusion, before handing it over to you. The parchment is near empty, barring the goddesses sigil in the center of it, the sigil itself glows faintly gold, light from it turning the paper around it a slight yellow before it peters off. Surrounding it is more script, it circles the symbol several times, each line of text bigger than the other before it too peters off.
It's divine though, that much you can obviously tell. You have next to no ability in sensing divine energy, but being around Kanako and Suwako enough has given you the ability to tell you when something is soaked in them. It's a lot like sensing magic or hostile intent, but more distant and harder to pinpoint. The closest approximation you could think of is a warm fire from a good dozen feet away, the warmth is felt, but so faintly you have to focus on it to notice it.
"My thanks," you carefully roll up the scroll and deposit it into your suit before bowing to the goddess again, "this will make the task easier." The goddess nods her head, then slowly rises from her sitting position.
"Theeeeeen I wiiiiiish you luuuuuuck, and maaaaaay you be safe leeeeeeaving the moooooountain."
- - -
"Not what I expected to happen when I agreed to this," you admit as you gently lead Akyuu back across the chasm. The lanterns dance and move in a nonexistent breeze as you move, bathing the path ahead in blue light and darkness in turns. You have to speak up to be heard over the roaring water and crashing falls echoing in the massive empty space.
Akyuu doesn't respond, her hand clutching your sleeve as you walk down the cave path. Amusingly she didn't clutch onto you the first time around, but she has been staying noticeably closer to you ever since you left the goddesses chambers. You are back to listening to the sound of crashing water… and paying careful attention in case something gets any ideas when she speaks up.
"Nor did I when I asked you." You hear the shifting of the naginata and glance back, Akyuu's steps have slowed and her head is angled down to stare at the pathway. "I did not mention it, but… are you certain this is wise? You agreed readily."
You pause in your movement, allowing her to fully catch up to stand beside you. "Probably not, but you've made me do dumber things in the past."
Her head rockets back up so fast she nearly headbutts you in the chest, her eyes are narrow and she looks more than a little affronted. "I did not!"
You grin and shrug your shoulders. "Gunshots, stabbings, frostbite. You are a very cruel woman to me."
Akyuu's affronted look melts away a moment later to be changed to one of hurt. "I... I just don't want you to get hurt."
…
You turn around and step forward, Akyuu letting out a squeak as you wrap your hands around her head and clutch her to your chest. Your tails come out immediately afterward, snaking out and around to wrap around her.
A hiccup sounds from her as her hands delicately reach around to hug you back. "Are… are you sure this is wise?"
Your hand runs down the back of her kimono, the blue light of the lanterns dancing across her hair and dress. "Probably not, but it'll be worth it."
- - -
The youkai was still crouched at the edge of the cavern when you passed, her hand reaching out to pat at the open air. She mutters something, though what you cannot immediately make out and you make no effort in tuning your hearing to pick apart the words through the madness.
The corpses are still there as well, and you briefly entertain the thought of incinerating it before moving on. The blue lanterns light is long gone, instead replaced by the light of Akyuu's lantern and your own vision. Both of those, however, are quickly overpowered by the light of the outside, and to your horror you see… the signs of recent battle. Spread throughout the clearing are Onbashira and kicked up dirt tracks from Suwako's rings. Several trees are toppled and there are large craters in the ground, the sound of nature is gone, any birds in the area more than likely having fled the scene of apparent carnage.
To your relief you spot the goddesses immediately afterward, both are sitting on a pair of rocks next to the edge of the cave. Both are in good condition, a bit of dirt on their dress but neither seem to be injured in any way. You walk out of the cave and move a good few yards into the clearing before turning towards them both.
"Alright, either Yuugi came back for a rematch or you two did the normal thing when you were bored."
Suwako grins and slides off the rock. "Well if it makes ya feel any better it started with ah arm wrestlin' match. Any luck down there?"
Your eyes trail between Suwako and Kanako, then you carefully reach into your suit and produce the scroll. "Well, you see it goes like this."
- - -
"So let me get this straight." Suwako raises a hand to cup her chin, her eyes looking towards the dirt as she speaks. "Ya met the goddess."
"Yep."
"She wants ta' die."
"Yep."
"And ya plan on obligin' her on this, in exchange fer her helpin' Akyuu out. By speakin' directly to the Yama ta' lift ah curse her sister put on 'er, a curse so powerful not even my magnificence can touch it."
You nod, "that's about the long and short of it."
The goddess grins and nods herself, the hand dropping as she lifts her head to look at you. "Sounds 'bout right, though surprisin' ya so willing to agree to it. Akyuu got ya that much under her finger?"
Akyuu giggles. "There was very little Ayumu wouldn't do for me back when I was Amu."
"Indeed," all heads turn over to look at Kanako as she steps off of the rock. The goddess has been silent for the past few minutes, only offering grunts as you explain the situation. "Our shinshi does tend to stick his nose in things, but we cannot argue with his results, so it is tolerated."
The goddess smiles, then stretches and rotates her right arm. The joint pops loudly and she grunts in satisfaction before walking up to Akyuu. "I shall escort you home, we have some things I wish to speak about."
Akyuu's eyes widen dramatically before her head darts between you and Kanako. You shrug your shoulders and nudge her forward, the chronicler letting out a squeak before coming to a stuttering stop just before the snake goddess.
Kanako smiles, the 'victory' smile, not the 'friendly' smile, and wraps her arm around Akyuu's shoulder before taking off into the air.
"... Should I be worried about that?"
Suwako lets out a whistle, cupping her hand to her head to block the non-existent sunlight before chuckling. "Proooooobably, though Beanpole said she just wanted to talk to her about things in the village."
"Incredibly worried then."
Chapter 107: Tokyo and Gensokyo
Chapter Text
*Who?*
Your eyes snap open, the sound of roaring traffic filling your ears almost as fast as the scent of pollution and far less… pleasant odors. The next thing that hits you is the biting cold of winter, you are more resistant to the cold than most, but that has its limits. Laying on wet concrete in a Tokyo alleyway is a little further than you're willing to push them.
You push yourself up with a groan, the wet plops of water droplets sound throughout the alleyway, forming a quiet, if notable, orchestration with the sounds of moving traffic, both foot and pedal. You are in… Minato, roughly forty years ago, you remember this, yes, you were in a moving stage between one place and the next, one of the last places you ever ended up staying before the train trip.
Well, 'stayed' as in; 'had a permanent roof over your head'.
Around you in the alleyway are humans, though they are frozen in place, their faces an indistinct amalgamation of features. The general memory of crowds of people you saw once, then never met again. Traffic is at a standstill, the sounds remain, the hustle and bustle of the city and the rushing wind and water from their 'movement'. Yet they remain still within the road like the universe itself had been put on pause.
The only thing actually moving is the rain, and at the moment that is more of an annoyance than a blessing.
*What?*
Behind you is the park, it's open space covered in tents and other such dwellings for the homeless. Beyond that is the old temple, a far less grand structure than the one on top of the mountain, that, and it is dedicated to Oinari so you happily ignored it.
Ahead… in the traffic is the continuation of the pattern. Standing proudly in the middle of the street is a series of open doorways, five in all. You don't suppose you could be given a dream in Gensokyo once in awhile, could you?
*Gensokyo?*
Your shoes (which you didn't wear to bed) splash against the puddled pavement as you walk out of the alley and into the street. The cars don't move, and you weave between them easily, but something still feels notably wrong about walking into the middle of city traffic.
… Then again you willingly put yourself in the path of Onbashira, so who are you to judge your current actions anymore.
The doors are checkered throughout the roadway, each is made of fine wood with nothing seemingly to support them. Through their open admittance white fog rolls out. They are not colored like in earlier dreams, they instead mimic the steam you would commonly see rolling out of the subway vents.
The first is…
A hill? A hill covered in white flowers, they stretch across the entire hill top to bottom, a distant breeze washing over them and causing them to shift ever slightly in the breeze. No signs of life can be seen but off in the distance, you can see Youkai Mountain.
The second is…
The forest outside of the mountain, it's a dark and rather eerie night scene, not dissimilar to the night you 'landed' inside of it. The sound of creaking wood and distant… screams fills the air as the trees choke out all moonlight.
The third is…
A beautiful bedroom made in a particularly old style, it's at least the feudal era if not further back than that. The walls are made of fine wood with golden decoration running up and down their length, in the center of the image is a wooden table upon which sits a small cup of tea along with a sewing set. Something about it… bothers you at first, before you realize it is all out of scale, it's zoomed in, everything in the image is actually in miniature form.
The fourth is…
The Tengu Village, at least the Wolf's quarter. A dirt training pit is all you can see, the sounds of clashing weapons loud and repeating but any signs of their wielders missing. It's winter, a fresh layer of snow covered the grounds that have been disturbed by many footsteps. In the center of the arena in front of you is a large sword and shield, the shield white with a leaf pattern.
The last is…
Broken. The door is splintered and cracked along the frame, the faint sounds of static coming through it… though the image it displays is the other side of the street. Every half second the image shifts and breaks like bad reception on a television, the cars and buildings distorting before reverting back to some semblance of normalcy.
*How?*
All are interesting options, but the last one has you the most… curious. The closest to someone crossing into your dreamworld was Remilia and Yukari, and even then this seems something wholly and truly different. With one last glance at the other portals you step through, and… time proceeds.
*Who?*
Like someone had hit the clapperboard, the city comes back to life. Vehicles, previously frozen in place like metal ornaments now whiz by, sending up splashes of water as they go. They pass through you, as does the water, featureless drivers within unknowing of your presence go on by, only to disappear again once they pass a certain threshold down the street. The people have barely changed; a featureless mass, truly featureless at that, as if they weren't even fully formed memories. Where you would expect blurry or indistinct features you see blank masks of flesh, no eyes guide these people as they make their way up and down the street.
The city, just like its inhabitants, has only barely changed, but much like the inhabitants, makes much less sense. The buildings, previously square and uniform have shifted in strange ways, doors are missing or are placed in seemingly random locations on the structure. Instead of white or yellow fluorescent, a dim purple shines from the windows, yet none offer a view inside. Even the shops and buildings you can see into at street level have nothing except an opaque light-shielding the interiors completely from view.
*What?*
You see no sign of the dreamer, the masses the only thing in sight, you glance back a-
The park and alley are gone, and what was once a dingy and forgettable piece of the street has been replaced by a forest in the distance… a forest you know.
The Forest of Magic stretches off into the distance, while a familiar mountain looms over it all, taller than any building this part of town could hope to match. Before it all is a wall of magic shimmering like glass, the light hitting and diffusing through it until nothing remains.
*Gensokyo?*
The city of Tokyo has been replaced entirely and utterly, the forest and its surroundings stretching off for as far as the eye can see. Bright green grass filled with magic replaces cold and mundane concrete and faint tendrils of magic wind through the air. They bleed through the border to color and taint the very landscape around it. The faint traces of magic left in the human world are drawn to it like moths to a flame. Little motes of multicolored light collide, splash and ripple against the barrier, like drops of sunlight falling on a pond.
With a sound not unlike a tearing page the world comes to a stop again around you, cars and people innumerable in their masses stop like someone hit the pause button on a video. Raindrops still like crystals in the air all around, the purple light from the buildings and sunshine from Gensokyo filtering through them like prisms. With the rain and crowds gone, there's only one thing left to hear.
Splash. Splash. Splash.
Slowly and tentatively, footsteps approach from behind. The dreamer has finally shown themselves.
As you turn around, the footsteps grow faster, and before you've even finished your turn, she's gone past you in a flash. It's a young woman, her hair short and brown goes down to her shoulders. You don't catch her face as she runs by, but she is dressed in a schoolgirl uniform, a decidedly modern one at that. You take a step forward to catch her, but in that very moment she reaches out to touch the barrier and bright light fills your vision.
When it clears she's gone, and the world is still frozen around you.
*Ayumu.*
…
"What the he-"
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"-ll." Your eyes blink as you take in the familiar ceiling above you, cool and featureless wood staring back. The sound of crickets fills the air, replacing the halted sound of city life. The light of the moon has only barely shifted, you couldn't have been asleep more than an hour.
You sit up with a groan, and you feel a weight fall off of you. Literally, a small… orb rolls down your chest and onto the bed with nary a sound. It appears to be purple glass. "What?" your eyes narrow as you stare at the object, it, like the windows before, is completely opaque, and from what you can see it doesn't have any marking or anything else of note about it.
… Well, that's a new one.
You stretch your hand forward to grab it when another object catches your attention. A spell card, it's sitting just beside your bed, your eyes dart to the orb a moment before you reach over and flip the card around to see…
Nothing. Or rather, the card has nothing. In the center is an image, but it is nothing more than a blank white space. Along the bottom in purple text is '???'.
"Well, that's not very helpful."
"What ain't?"
You hold the card before you towards the source of the voice and feel it gently plucked from your grip. A curious sound escapes the goddesses lips while you lean forward to grab the orb.
"Wandered into another dream, appeared to be Tokyo but… not in certain ways. Looked like the dreamer was some young girl wi-" You blink, slowly rub the side of your head, then snap your fingers. The landscape of your home fades away around you to be replaced by the rainy street, Gensokyo is once again off in the distance, and the brown-haired girl is running towards it with her arm outstretched. "That. Gensokyo merging with Tokyo, or interacting with it, or bleeding into it. Far as I know they aren't near each other."
"Not unless we've grown recently, what's that ya got there?"
You weigh it in your hands, it's light, and it has… nothing of interest about it. Hell, you can't even sense any magic from the thing, though observing magical objects if nowhere near your specialty. "It was on my chest when I woke up, it's probably connected to the dream but I've never seen anything like it."
"Ya mind if ah…?"
You hand it back to her without a word, then turn around. The goddess is leaning against an office building's wall, one hand has the blank spell card while the other is holding the orb. A look of intense curiosity is on her face as her eyes dart between them both. She does this for a few moments then looks at you with a grin. "... Ya mind if a-"
"Go ahead and study it, the orb that is. I want to keep a hold of the spell card."
The goddess nods and pockets the orb carefully into her sleeve. "We gotta talk 'bout these weird dreams ah yers."
"Probably." You nod sagely, feeling the pull of sleep slowly sneaking back upon you again. "My dreams are oddly one of the more sane parts of my days though. Let me know if you find out anything about that orb… but you've never seen anything like this?"
She looks around the area a moment, her eyes glowing briefly golden before she shakes her head. "Not that ah know of, Gensokyo screws with the outside world a little, but ain't nothing like this from what ah know. Ya would need to speak to someone who knows more about the border."
… As in Yukari.
"Always a fun time, but for now I'm going to try and have a calmer dream, preferably none at all."
Suwako grins, and phases through the building's wall mere moments before you allow the illusion to vanish.
Right, that's something you'll need to figure out, but for now, you need to relax and sleep. Sleep, however, doesn't come nearly as easily as it did the first time, and you let your mind drift to what you have planned in the week ahead.
Chapter 108: New Years Day
Chapter Text
You slip away to sleep, your mind finally calming after you finish thinking about your plans for the morning. There's quite a bit to do… but you don't need to rush to do any of it. Well, besides cutting Kanako off at the pass, if she requires stopping that is. While the goddess is aggressive, vengeful, spiteful, gung-ho and perhaps a bit punchy… she also successfully led a kingdom and grew quite appreciably so she at least somewhat knows what she is doing. The problem is the Moriya have rather obvious saboteurs working against them, and until you know more about the shadier ones you can't afford to overreach.
… That's something you are still paranoid about, but you aren't quite sure what you can do about it. You've played with the idea of saying damn the consequences and forge relations with the underground to see who responds but the Moriya way of diplomacy isn't really your specialty in any regard. Their way of diplomacy is decidedly 'gunboat' while yours is 'guile and blackmail'. Sure, both are focused around negotiating from a position of clear power and influence, but…
Well, you doubt you'll ever match the grandiose the terrible twosome are capable of. Hence why you are also rather worried about what Kanako is up to regarding Akyuu. You aren't particularly worried that she is leading the chronicler to danger, just… well, if Kanako actively proved a bother to your oldest friend you and the goddess would have words.
With that pleasant thought in mind, you finally relax enough to sleep, the last vestiges of consciousness fading away into the winter night. When it fades completely you sleep, and this time without a dream.
- - -
The first thing you hear when you wake up is the sound of a woodpecker off in the forest. The second is the familiar and distant roar of the waterfall, something that you have yet to avoid no matter where you are on this mountain. You pull yourself out of bed with a groan, the cool air having seeped through the walls through the night and making it rather difficult to extricate yourself from the deliciously warm sheets as a consequence.
Gathering your clothes you open the door to see… yet more blanketed snow. It seems with every passing day the snow in Gensokyo gets heavier and heavier, a sign that at least in some part the seasons here mirror those outside. It looks at least a half foot or more of snow fell during the night, not a massive amount, but enough to be annoying.
You stare at the fluff, then at the porch on the opposite side. Turning back around you grab your cards and simply fly over the impediment, perhaps lazy… but who enjoys trudging through snow first thing in the morning?
The entire grounds are covered with the stuff, and the pond in the corner is frozen solid, the cool night's air enough to freeze the water… wonder if that has any effect on Suwako.
It's a nice, relaxing, warm shower, and you have just started shaving in the mirror when you hear a soft cough outside the door. You pause, thinking about the sound before deciding who it would most likely be. "Morning Suwako, everything alright?"
You hear a grunt of affirmation through the door. "Just wanted to see if ya slept alright after yer dream. Been pokin' that little bauble ya brought me, ain't found nothin' of interest yet… but it's definitely interesting. Ain't human make, whatever it is."
You pause in your shaving, hanging in place a centimeter from your neck as you ponder what she said. "Youkai? Goddess? Demon?"
"Ain't got an idea, it's definitely magical, but the signature is all messed up. Ain't enchanted or nothin', fascinating little piece, ah'll probably be crackin' at it for awhile."
You return to shaving but turn away from the mirror to look at the door. "The girl in the dream looked human, from what I could see of her anyway. Though being a dream any information I can give is spotty at the best of times."
"But ya slept alright? No more terrors or nuthin'?"
You pause at the question, then slide the door open with your foot. Suwako is standing there leaning against one of the pillars that support the roof. Her pipe sits idly in her grip as she stares at you, a look of… worry on the goddess's face.
You smile. "My night was dreamless beyond the first, as is usually the case in these situations. Haven't had any terrors in awhile either. I plan on speaking to you-know-who to see if she knows anything, she'll want to know someone apparently walked through the barrier anyway."
Suwako chuckles before raising the pipe to your lips, she sucks in a breath then blows out of it, the scent of hickory filling the air. "One ah these days she'll plum kidnap ya, keep buggin' her like this."
You shrug your shoulders, looking back over at the mirror to continue shaving. "Probably, but I'm sure Sanae would mount a rescue effort. Besides, it gets results."
You hear her chuckle again, and by the time you look over the goddess is gone.
- - -
You step into the dining room, only to see Suwako, Kanako, and Sanae there already. The television is on and Kanako is lounging on her throne watching it idly. Sanae chirps the usual good morning while Suwako looks at you with a grin.
"Yer turn to cook this mornin'."
"Oh? Is it now?" it's been a bit, and with Kanako here you can finally start the next phase of your plan. Your eyes trail over the trio before you lock your gaze on the War Goddess, sensing your gaze her eyes flit over to yours, a staring match ensuing as you begin to grin. "You are helping me cook this morning."
Her eyes narrow and so do yours, but unfortunately for her you have a trump card. "If you help me I'll break out the really good spices I got on the trip."
Her eyes widen dramatically, before they narrow so far they are little more than faintly red slits. "Are you trying to bribe me Shinshi?"
Your grin gets wider and far more vulpine. "I am, is it working?"
She crosses her arms under her chest. "If you think you can simply command me to do something, Shi-"
- - -
"Alright, so I've written out a little chart here with a reference guide for the amounts. Follow it."
The goddess looks at the piece of paper you offer her and nods seriously, her eyes focusing on it like prey. Which, to her, it may just as well be. You've set out an array of spices, and she is going to mix and test and balance it until she finds a mixture she likes, then you will sprinkle it around in moderation.
The woman can actually cook, but just like in many things she has no sense of moderation. So it's good you can at least get started on fixing that, and it gives you an opportunity to talk to her, which you needed after yesterday. "So… what precisely did you speak to Akyuu about in the village?"
The goddess doesn't look away from the measuring chart you handed her, but she responds to the question in a flat tone of voice. "Akyuu, while a good friend of yours, asked you to do her a large amount of work without payment."
"It wasn't work, it was a favor for an old friend."
"Good friends are better allies," Kanako says while setting the paper onto the counter carefully. She then trails her fingers over the spice rack, her hands pausing and then pulling out a container of Sansho. She turns it in her grip, looking at the label curiously before speaking again. "I did not pressure Akyuu, I merely discussed some possibilities within the human village proper."
"Explain."
Setting the spice aside, Kanako idly pokes at the side of a skillet, testing the warmth as the metal sizzles on contact with her finger. It's like what Yuuka was doing except this is… oddly more worrisome. "I wish for Akyuu to spread word of the Moriya, and what we have accomplished. She has been involved in every incident in some form, and while reclusive she garners great respect within the village."
Seemingly satisfied that it is heated correctly she turns back around, hand on her hip. "I will not ask Akyuu to proselytize, merely write a book about our efforts and speak to the other nobles."
"Write a book? … Not a bad idea, though I'm not sure she has any experience beyond the chronicles." You walk up to and past the goddess, pulling open a package of meat you had next to the eggs before dropping it into the skillet with a satisfying sizzle. You note the spice she is holding than point out a measurement on the chart for her to follow. "As for the nobles, I admit I have very little experience with them, nor have I really met any. I mean there was one, but she wasn't exactly what I would call sane."
Kanako stares at the chart a few long moments before carefully measuring out the spice onto a little cup you had set out, her tongue shoots out as she does so… just about the most snakelike habit she actually has. "They are 'noble' in wealth only, they do not have any true power within the village as it has no means of expansion or true prosperity. They instead just have their fingers in the local economy and therefore have the highest say when it comes to matters that affect the town as a whole."
"So… capitalism."
The goddess nods and carefully pours out a controlled amount of the spice onto the strips of pork, satisfied with her effort she gently places the glass jar of spices back onto the counter.
"I want to help, well, help more."
Kanako gives you a curious look
"I'll seek out the nobles myself in time, see if the Moriya cannot… impress them. We have a great track record with everything that isn't the Underground at the moment."
At that Kanako grins. "Indeed, seek out what you may know. I wish to hold a festival in the human village proper in due time. Show the humans the power of the Moriya Shrine and irrevocably separate us from the other shrines in both influence and grandeur."
… Well, it's good to have goals.
- - -
You stare out over the abandoned buildings, swamped in by snow, their broken timbers just barely rise high enough in places to be seen above what winter left behind during the night. Old cracked frames, moss-covered brick and clay. The card, the one you got from the dream, is in your pocket, your hand resting idly upon it.
You were planning on calling Yukari, but the sight of the abandoned shrine maiden lodgings in winter took your attention briefly. Despite the many years it has been since someone resided here… they still exist. By any logic they should have long since rotted away, perhaps something of the goddesses is at work here?
It won't be rotting much longer either way if they do truly mean to rebuild it. You give them one last glance before you turn your gaze towards the sky. The overcast grey staring back and threatening to snow again at any moment.
"Yukari, we need to speak."
Your voice carries through the clearing… and you get no response. The wind whistles in the trees, the sound of unbothered birds echo in the air, but there is no sign of the gap witch.
"Yukari?"
…
Your eyes look around warily, and you glance back to make sure she didn't feel like 'surprising' you. No sign of her, no sign of her anywhere. Looking forward again you open your mouth to call her name a thi-
A gap opens up in the clearing, cracks and tears forming in reality as a purple maw of nothing forms in the sky. A sense of relief washes over you… until you see who tumbles out of it.
A familiar nine-tailed fox, she lets out a yelp as she falls, before arresting her momentum a foot above the ground. She floats there awkwardly a few moments, before dropping the rest of the way to the ground, landing on all fours before rising up and looking around curiously. She's dressed similar to the way her master does, with a modified hat that serves to cover her ears.
You raise a hand in greeting. "Hello Ran, is everything alright?"
The fox looks up at you, her eyes narrowing. In that same moment you spot something off just beyond her, Suwako perching up on a tree across the clearing from a fox, an iron ring in hand as she watches the sudden appearance. At a slight inclination of your head she fades away, a grin on her face as she does so.
The nine-tailed fox coughs into her hand, grabbing your attention back, then bows down to you. A low bow at that. "Greeting Ayumu Shinjo, I bring tidings from my master."
She rises back up, and tilts her head slightly. When she speaks again her voice is a rough approximation of Yukari's, and by rough it sounds like an impersonation versus an actual magical mimicry. "I am aware of the attempted breach of the barrier and am investigating. However I am also currently hibernating, so kindly leave me alone for once you damned cursed Shinjo."
You blink, then don't bother to stop the genuine smile that forms on your face. You suppose that's fair enough, you've bothered the woman a lot lately. Still, perhaps a letter would have worked versus throwing her Shikigami at you.
You step forward and nod your head, bowing lightly in respect to the nine-tailed fox. "Thank you for delivering the message, and I am glad to hear Yukari is finally catching up on the beauty sleep she so dearly needs. Would you mind bringing her back a message? Non-urgent."
Ran simply stares at you before nodding briefly.
You produce the spell card from your pocket and wave it idly. "Then please inform her of this when you can, the dream produced an… unfinished spell card."
Ran's eyes focus on it, narrowing and studying it. "I shall." The fox then turns around to pull herself back through the gap before you speak up.
"Has anything has been learned from the foxes?" Ran pauses, one arm sticking through the gap as she processes your question. She doesn't bother to turn around when she answers.
"I have not been informed of their state, nor have I seen them in Mayohiga. Mistress Yukari states she has a task for you involving them in the near future."
"... Did she explain what that task was?"
Ran tilts her head to look at you, one golden eye visible in the dim light… and then without further aplomb, she climbs into the gap, disappearing from the clearing.
You simply stare at the spot she left, a slight pit forming in the pit of your stomach. A second pit forms besides you, though that one contains a frog goddess instead of a plot you got involved in without asking.
The goddess in question dusts herself off a moment before looking at the same spot you are. "Ah figured Yukari already knew, from what ya told me this intrusion was anythin' but subtle… Waddya think the request is about though?"
You let out a sigh you didn't realize you were holding. "I have no idea, but for some reason I doubt I'm going to like it."
Suwako pats you on the back with a grin. "Aw, don't be like that. Her involvement helped us get credit for two incidents, she's ah net gain."
"Doesn't mean it helps my sanity any."
"Ain't like ya were using that to begin with."
- - -
Your feet land on the recently cleared pathway of the Human Village with a 'click', the frozen ground as hard as rock under your feet. The village got hit harder than the mountain, surprisingly, and the houses and pathways are covered in mounds of white fluff. It's very quiet this morning as well, there is definitely still foot traffic, though far less than you are used to. The signs of cart movement are scarred into the frozen dirt, a sign that at the very least the farmers entered the village, but beyond that it is… peaceful.
You move down the path and through the square to the City Hall. The market is just about as quiet as you have ever seen it since you arrived in Gensokyo. Merchants are still out hawking food and other such goods, a lot selling timber and rugs now, but walking space is no longer in as much a premium as it was only a short few weeks ago.
The heavy wooden doors to city hall open with a loud groan, and the heat of a fire greets you near immediately. The interior is vastly warmer than the exterior, a large roaring fire in the corner of the room is ablaze with large and fresh wood, poisoning the air with the smell of smoke. There's hardly a soul here at the moment, at least, not in the main room. The only soul present is the clerk behind the desk, the same one you met all those days ago.
At your entrance she smiles lightly, and you smile back before walking up to the desk.
You allow a small amount of charm to seep into your voice as you speak to… your eyes flit over to the nameplate sitting on the counter. Azu. "Good morning ma'am, I wish to talk to someone about a business opportunity for the village, is there anyone in?"
Azu nods, the smile not leaving her face as she leans back in her seat a little. "Ryuji is in yes, though he is currently not accepting visitors."
You put on a bit more charm, smiling your most Moriya smile. "It is rather important, are you sure he doesn't have the time?"
Her smile widens to match your eye, her eyes twinkling with… amusement. "The gentleman is not accepting visitors." There is a hiss to her tone, and her pretty lilac eyes start to glow ever so slightly with trace amounts of power.
A familiar scent wafts through the air through her cheap perfume. It's nearly covered by the scent of smoke but it is there…
Tanuki.
So this is what we are doing today, she was here last time as well… just how long have they been entrenched in this village?
… Somehow you aren't surprised.
Oh well.
Diplomacy, your specialty. Though admittedly difficult with Tanuki… it can be done, and preferably without burning down city hall. You allow the magic to fade away from your voice, charm will be of no avail here, not without getting close to wiping her mind, and given that you don't know how powerful she is you'd rather not try and see if you could do that.
Instead, you smile calmly and take a step back away from the desk. "My apologies for the confusion… Azu?"
The Tanuki's smile doesn't change, nor does the glow in her eyes. It seems she is expecting a fight at any moment… and on that front you are afraid you will have to disappoint her.
You tilt your head, then make a show of revealing your bare hands by your side. "I am afraid you have me at a disadvantage miss. You know who I am but I fear I only know your alias, would you be so ki-"
"Azu," the smile on her face has fallen away, replaced by the best neutral expression she can muster. It is a poor one at that, from the very minute twitching of her hand to the emotions broiling behind her eyes you can tell she was expecting a fight… or perhaps a grander reaction from you.
Unfortunately for her you are the diplomatic Moriya. You simply smile and nod, taking a careful step back forward to the desk again. "Thank you, Azu. I am sorry to hear the gentleman isn't free… though I must ask. Is he truly busy at the moment? Or do you simply not wish for me to see him."
'Azu' leans back in her seat, putting some distance between the two of you. "The gentleman has no interest in foxes." The power behind her eyes has faded slightly, and you pump some into yours to play the game of power. If she starts a fight… well, no human could match you, so you could easily argue she was a Youkai. And your reputation has already bloomed within the village, which will be important if this comes down to public opinion.
"Ah, completely understandable. A wily and wicked bunch to be sure, rarely to be trusted… but I see no foxes here." You deftly pop a button on your left sleeve, then you slowly slide up it up. The 'tattoo' normally isn't visible without an influx of faith, but with just a small bit of illusion it lights up, shining golden and bright. "No foxes, only Moriya. Would the Moriya be allowed to speak with the gentleman?"
It's a bit more of an aggressive diplomatic style than you normally partake in, but she started hostile, and frankly the Moriya are rubbing off on you. But it is one you know how to do, and from her reaction, it is working.
The Tanuki's face is still a blank mask, but now there is an undercurrent of fear, which means next she is going to go with one of three options.
Argue, most likely. While you can push the pressure, she technically holds the cards. All you wish to do is feel out the human leaders at the moment, you don't particularly have anything to offer besides stating the Moriya would be interested in working with them further.
Agree, middle option. Tanuki are terribly skittish creatures, and they tend to win their battles by avoiding them entirely in favour of infiltration and blackmail. This makes them difficult to go up against, but easy to wrangle short term wins from if they haven't prepared any dirt on you.
Fight, least lightly and has the most risks. If she was here as a plant she would completely destroy her position.
Her hair shifts ever so slightly, and two racoon ears slowly emerge from underneath. She stares at the tattoo, then at you and your far more experienced poker face. Then, her resolve cracks.
She points a shaking finger down the hall. "Second floor, last door at the end facing the marketplace."
She isn't lying, or at least, you can detect no trickery or duplicity in her words. You smile and nod, allowing the power to fade away as you button your sleeve back up. "Thank you, I'll be on my way then."
You step back, and then walk around the desk and down the hall, not looking back at the clerk as you make your way towards the stairs. You listen carefully in case she tries anything but… no, she sees fit to stay at her desk, and probably let whomever her boss is know what is going on.
… If you had to guess it is Mamizou, as she was the only one bold enough to confront you, but without further information you'll just keep your head down and watch out for anymore ambushes.
Only when your foot makes contact with the steps do you allow yourself to chuckle, Winner of the spellcard duel, Ayumu Shinjo.
- - -
You step down the hall, your shoes clicking against the wooden floor. Up here it appears to be mostly offices, little name plates rest next to sliding paper doors. None are names that you recognize, something that will need to be changed in the not too distant future if you wish to work with and manipulate this village. But as for now you have a destination already in mind.
The door at the end of the hall is identical to the rest, and you gently rap against the frame with your knuckles once you come to a stop. You glance down, making sure no part of your suit is out of place or dirty before looking back up.
You don't have to wait long, in a matter of seconds the door is slid open by a young girl. Black hair with green eyes, it's tied up in the back by a simple string. Her clothing denotes her to be a servant girl, and you look past to see the man you had sought.
Sitting behind a simple squat desk is an older gentleman, in shape but noticeably older than most active males in the village. The grey in his hair and lines on his face place him to be at least in his early to mid-seventies, but his silver eyes speak of vigor and confidence.
You bow as custom, then step inside.
"Greetings lord… I represent the Moriya Shrine."
---
The mid-afternoon sun glitters across the snow like twilight on the foaming waves. Bright, nearly too bright in places, it shines beautifully as you land at the top of the steps of the Hakurei Shrine. It has been cleaned, but an appreciable amount still remains, and with the snowfall last night there is probably only more to come. Trace amounts of it still come down, spinning in the gentle wind like some form of choreographed dance. The light glints and dances off of them, far more visible to you than it would be to any human, causing the whole thing to look like a light show from a distance, dozens of falling sparkles like miniature fireworks.
The peace of the scene is disturbed by the sound of a hammer hitting wood repeatedly.
Reimu is currently hammering away at a large sign, fresh paint on it advertising fortune drawing. Kasen stands beside her, the pink haired woman is currently sawing away at planks of wood, her tongue sticking out one corner of her mouth as she carefully sizes and makes pieces for Reimu to use.
Suika and Sukuna... well Sukuna is currently drawing what appears to be blessings on strips of cloth. A small brush in her grip moves carefully across the page as she jogs to write the various characters. Literally jogs, she has to hold it behind her and run along the pages to write. She's dressed in what looks like a tiny version of Reimu's outfit, minus the bow.
Suika meanwhile is just partaking in the most important activity for her species as a whole. Drinking on the front porch.
A very quiet gasp greets you as Sukuna notices your presence, and with a happy squeal the inchling drops the brush and jumps off the porch. She hangs in the air for a second before seemingly remembering she cannot fly naturally. Her happy shout quickly transitions to a squeak as she tumbles through the air before bouncing on the snow.
Her weight isn't enough to do more than slightly dent the fluff, and pulling herself up she jogs the rest of the way atop the snow and to your feet. She makes good time actually, it only takes her roughly ten seconds to cross the entirety of the yard, during which time the entire rest of the shrine is looking at you curiously.
Minus Suika of course.
The inchling closes the rest of the distance before clambering onto your shoe. She waves up at you with a grin that speaks of childlike innocence. "Ayumu! Have you come to join in the festivities?"
You carefully kneel down, making a concerted effort not to move your left foot in the slightest as you close the distance between the two of you. Then, with a smile of your own, you ruffle the top of her head with a finger.
"Perhaps, mostly just seeing what ya'll were up to."
The inchling giggles. "Preparing for New Years, Reimu is letting me help out."
You hear a growl and you both look over to see Reimu scowling at you. "I don't need the Moriya around stealing my ideas, you can either help out or leave."
…
Well someone is in the holiday spirit, you see. You are just opening your mouth to retort in kind when a familiar set of arms drape themselves around your shoulders. Long fingers tickle the edges of your neck, the digits freezing cold… though not because of the winter weather.
A giggle sounds from beside you, along with a cool breath tickling your right ear.
"Evening, Mima."
She tickling stops, as does the breathing. The spirits makes a sound of disappointment before she phases through you, her body floating through yours before she spins around to face you, her arms crossed and her face betraying obvious annoyance. "You don't get surprised anymore, how very dull."
You shrug your shoulders. "I don't get surprised by much these da-"
"Help or leave." Both you and the spirit look over at the shrine maiden who has transitioned for 'normal grumpy' to 'actually somewhat hostile' in tone. There is a deep-seated frown on her face and she looks just about ready to blast you back off the hill. "You can help out with the work or leave, I don't need distractions."
You stare at Reimu for several long moments, from her gaze she could most likely seal you with barely a look. You aren't quite sure what has her so grumpy… but she isn't the biggest fan of your shrine to begin with, so you aren't helping.
You then turn your gaze from her towards the work in progress, and with a deliberate shake of your head, you roll up your sleeves and walk through Mima towards the front porch. "Sure, I'll help.
The silence that greets your pronouncement is delicious, Sukuna holds on tightly to your shoe as you walk, scrambling up to grab at the leather as she enjoys the ride. Walking past Kasen and Reimu, you step up onto the porch then gently allow the Inchling to hop off. Taking a seat, you grab a spare brush. "You write the good luck while I do the bad luck?"
Sukuna giggles and grabs her own brush. "No bad luck on new years, we only write goo-"
Reimu's voice interrupts. "What are you doing?"
You and Sukuna both pause and look over towards the shrine maiden. You look towards the brush… then back at the shrine maiden.
"Well, you said help or leave so… helping? I can still leave if you want."
Reimu opens her mouth to respond before it shuts with an audible click. Her eyes are wide and a clear amount of confusion is visible on her face. Apparently, she didn't actually expect you to accept her offer. When she does speak, it's rather quiet and uncertain. "...Why?"
You carefully dip your brush into the well and start to carefully draw the characters, you don't bother to look up as you answer. "Because I have free time, and you've helped us in the past."
Silence fills the air again, though the void left by the conversation is quickly filled by that of sawing wood and the pitter-patter of tiny feet jogging across paper. Reimu doesn't say anything the next hour or so either beyond quick orders or instructions.
… You also note she keeps watching you oddly.
It's a good hour to two hours later when your part is done, all the blessings are done, and you transitioned to helping Kasen size up the wood for building a stall. The woman isn't particularly talkative, at least not while she works. But the inchling that rode on your shoulder telling you all about her many adventurers filled up any need for any conversation you might require.
It's surprising how many adventures someone can get up to when they live in a birdcage, but it appears Reimu has the same problem as you do. In that things are constantly going wrong around her at every given moment.
Said shrine maiden is currently relaxing on the porch, a heated cup of tea in her grip as she rests her hands. The sign she was working on is complete, as are the three others she put up. It appears she is pulling out all the stops, though you don't really know how cutthroat these New Year's festivals get between the shrines.
She has a small smile on her face, the scarf she was once wearing much higher on her face is pulled down to reveal it. She just might be the most relaxed you've ever seen her, which given how you both usually meet probably isn't that hard to accomplish. Sukuna is leaning against Reimu's leg; out of work to do, out of stories to tell, and out like a light. Suika is long gone, drunkenly swaying through the air as flew back north to the mountain, while Kasen wandered off shortly after the Oni.
Everything is all set up for tomorrow, though you doubt you'll have time to see it yourself during the day. From what you gathered you'll be working with everyone to get everything setup… though unlike Reimu you have space enough that everything is already built for the most part, just stashed away in parts unknown.
Turning back towards the steps you offer Reimu a brief wave before moving to take flight yourself. Your hand has just reached for the flight card when a soft and tired voice calls out to you.
"Ayumu."
You glance back to see Reimu looking at you, the smile is gone in favor of her usual tired/bored/annoyed look. "I'm Ayumu, yes."
Reimu doesn't respond to the joke, instead she merely nods her head. "Thank you for the help."
You smile, nodding your head back. "You are welcome."
- - -
Suwako has pulled out all the stops for dinner this evening, and after a long day of work, it is most welcome. Your day started before daylight and is only wrapping up come around five in the evening. It would have probably gone faster if the goddesses helped but apparently that would be against the purpose… frankly, after a certain point you wonder how much their own shrine workers maintaining the shrine actually gives them faith versus Kanako and Suwako liking to watch and shit-talk while you and Sanae do all the actual work.
At least hanging decorations isn't as difficult when you can fly.
Sanae went off herself to help Suwako while you relax in the main hall with Kanako, the snake goddess impressively has the gall to look relaxed on one of the seats while she hasn't actually accomplished anything today. A large table from goddesses knows where has been set up in the main hall, upon it sit many plates and bowls. All empty at present.
Why precisely you are eating dinner in the main hall you aren't aware, but after working all day you aren't much in the mood to complain about anything. Despite the fact that the festival isn't starting for another two hours the shrine itself is a hive of activity, Tengu patrolling the grounds while others merely sightsee. The Kappa are off further below at the lake, not that you can actually hear them at the moment. A few wandered up during the day but the majority are taking up station down there to test there fireworks before the competition later on tonight.
… You stipulated upon being asked that any testing is done below and next to the giant waterfall. That way they can neither destroy the shrine or cause long term fires.
Hopefully.
Your musings are interrupted by the entrance of Suwako, the goddess holding a large pot in her hands that she sets down onto the table. She is quickly joined by no less than four other Suwakos and one rather happy looking Sanae.
It's quite a feast, fresh vegetables, fruits, meats, even fish. Yet despite it all your nose tickles most at the small container Sanae is holding, it's a small bowl with a plastic lid on top, faint hints of steam escaping out of the sides. The shrine maiden herself is smiling broadly as she makes a beeline towards you.
"Tadah!" Sanae pops the top off the lip to reveal…
Fried Tofu.
"I asked the Aki sisters for some tips on how to make it so I could surprise you." She continues speaking but you don't really hear her, the world fading away as you stared at the golden-brown pieces of treasure the shrine maiden has offered you. You faintly register a squeak as you grab her by the arm and tug her forward, your tails popping out to gently set the bowl on the table before she loses her grip on it.
Your arms raise to wrap around her back, a theatrical sob escaping you as you don't so much hug as crush the shrine maiden. You register a coo sounding from Suwako to your left but you don't bother to look, instead, you focus entirely on Sanae. "This is the most thoughtful gift you have ever given me, this includes the house."
Sanae giggles and pats at your back. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
You squeeze tighter. "I mean it, joining the Moriya shrine is finally paying off."
*Slap*
- - -
Once your pleasant dinner and relaxation is over you step outside to see the shrine in full swing. You are the last person to leave the shrine, mostly because you don't have anything in particular to do until later tonight, hence why you slipped away to your room to actually read a little before all the noise started up.
It's… the busiest you've ever seen this place. Humans wander about, either waiting in line at the various stalls or taking in the sights of the fully repaired shrine. Intermixed with them are Kappa and Tengu, no other youkai you see… but you would be shocked if there wasn't some hidden and intermixed among the crowd.
Happy conversation fills the air, all mixing together to the point of being an indistinct, but generally good, murmur in the background. While off in the distance you can hear faint pops and cracks as fireworks are tested. Sanae is her usual giddy self, bouncing from place to place offering blessings and selling talismans. Her usual outfit has been replaced by something far more in the realm of the traditional… though given the current cold you doubt she dislikes the long heavy skirt she is now wearing.
Suwako is off at the front gates in her smaller form, she is welcoming guests into the shrine, a surprise given that you figured Kanako would be doing that like that first day all those many weeks ago. Even more surprising is that she is in her smaller form… through given how people recognize her perhaps that is deliberate.
Hidemi is here as well, she was apparently wrangled by Sanae to help out, the Tengu shrine maiden working the blessed-arrow stall. A long line of people are queue up to purchase one of the arrows Sanae and yourself made… and you don't fail to notice the amount of men taking none-too-furtive glances at the tengu shrine maiden either. Not that she notices, the shrine maiden is all smiles as she sells the arrows and charms to the visitors.
Kanako for her part is being… Kanako, the goddess is standing just in front of the steps that lead into the shrine proper. Various visitors coming by to offer her prayers or offerings which she accepts in her usual regal manner. A wide smile is on her face as she plays emperor, though given to the fact she has dressed to the nines, (rope, charms, the works) perhaps this is conjuring pleasant memories for her.
All in all a busy and successful festival, and you step out just as the next wave of visitors is coming up the tramway, the wooden elevator coming to a stop with a creak before Suwako bellows a welcome to them al-
"Ayumu?"
You blink, then look away from your sightseeing to see Sanae standing just besides you. She has a light sheen of sweat on her forehead, impressive considering the cooler weather and her general stamina.
"... Yes? Need me to switch to my shrine maiden form?"
The shrine maiden's countenance briefly shows a mask of horror before she recovers and sticks out her tongue at you. "Not now and not ever, the Kappa are looking for you. Said they are ready for the judging, where'd you put the prize?"
…
Ah.
You look at the shrine maiden for several awkward moments before looking up towards the moon instead.
"... Ayumu? You did get the prize right?"
"I've gotten many things these past few weeks, the prize is probably among them."
A finger roughly pokes into your chest and you look back to see a grinning shrine maiden. "Your senility is catching up to you."
You poke her in the nose in response. "I am not senile, I have perfect memory… I just tend to forget things I schedule that I don't see as particularly important."
Sanae's eyes cross to stare at the digit, and you yank the finger back before she can bite it off. "Well you better figure it out, they'll be starting soon."
Right...
Crap.
Chapter 109: A Good Year
Chapter Text
You look back towards your home then nod slowly, a twinge of annoyance settling in like a flea nibbling at your neck. You hadn't planned on just giving those away, but at the very least it should make the Kappa very interested in what the Moriya has to offer. "I have some… materials I was planning on using as bribes for the Kappa I can pass out."
"... How many of the gifts from Tokyo were bribes?" You return your gaze to the shrine maiden, a small smile adorning her face that shows her amusement.
…
"Bribes are a… harsh word. More like gifts that breed friendship and cooperation between two gro-"
"You said bribes first." Sanae has a wide grin on her face as she cuts you off.
"Nonsense, your human ears are mistaken once again… frankly, I'm surprised how much that happe-"
"Ayumu?"
"Frankly you shouldn't be surprised given how Kanako and Suwako choose to use my tal-"
"Ayumu."
"About eighty percent, give or take."
Sanae lets out a deep breath before falling into a fit of giggles. "Does that mean that Tokyo was a bribe for me?"
"Of course not." Your eyes narrow and you put on a deliberate frown. "That was my vacation. You just so happened to be invited."
She pauses in her giggling, a look of hurt flashes across her face as her eyes widen and her lower lip starts quivering. "R-r-really?" her foot digs into the dirt, a faint hint of moisture starting to cloud her eyes before she tears her gaze away to look at the ground.
…
The sounds of the festival fade away as you focus on the fake distraught shrine maiden. Her shoulders are hunched, they shake faintly as her hand comes up to wipe at her eyes.
"The tone's good, but shoulder shaking looks fake if you get to it too fast." You reach over and lift her chin to see a grinning face staring back at you. "Who taught you how to do that?"
Sanae blinks, her head tilting slightly in your grip. "Are you… giving me advice on how to better manipulate you?"
You shake your head. "No, I'm giving you advice on how to manipulate. You are adorable so you may as well use that to your advantage."
Her smile takes on a touch for the impish. "You are a remarkably bad influence."
"No I'm the closest thing you have to an older brother, now get back to work while I go br-... while I reward the kappa."
Sanae winks, then darts off back into the throngs of people. Her happy laughter fills the air before you lose track of her.
It's nice to see her in a good mood.
"Go, go, go!" And speaking of good moods -your eye snaps to just above the crowd- it seems Kanako opened the Onbashira express. A kid giggles along, his parents keeping a careful eye on him as the onbashira floats him past the front of the shrine. Fortunately, it seems Kanako made it so the event can run on a loop, and they have proved a surprising hit… even if Kanako seemed rather disappointed that this was the only real task given to her besides being worshipped.
Though given how much she enjoys being worshipped you don't see why she should complain. That, and it's not like anyone can tell she is the one controlling the Onbashira anyway.
Looking past that towards the grounds you got a surprising amount of vendors, more than you thought really. The majority of it was the work of Suwako, and the footpaths beyond just the regular demon-banishing-arrows and blessings are filled with market stalls and games manned by the Tengu and Kappa.
The Tengu are selling their crafts, masks, musical instruments and metalworks. While the Kappa are hawking inventions and the various services they provide. The large pseudo-tank they are marketing as a piece of farming equipment is off in the corner, and is actually getting some interested looks… though you also fear it will cause an incident all on its own.
You haven't seen any Tengu or Kappa you recognize beyond Hidemi. There is no sign of Lord Tenma, nor Hatate and Aya, though given what you know of Aya she may currently be zipping around Gensokyo to write a piece about the New Year's festivities… while for Hatate you are just frankly happy she isn't around.
You make your way through the crowd, many years of practice allowing you to slip through without drawing attention to yourself. Curious parents, happy children, the scent of food both sweet and savory. All fill the environment with what should be nothing short of a cacophony yet… it all comes together into a whole that is comfortable and familiar.
Passing through the crowd you end up near the gates where Suwako is stationed. Whether it is actually her or a duplicate you cannot tell. But either way from the happy smile on her face you can tell this Suwako is probably enjoying herself mightily.
"Evening Suwako, anything out of order?"
The goddess shakes her head in the negative without even turning to look at you. "Had some kids try to sneak into the back, ain't been nothin' since."
"Chased them off with curse snakes?"
The goddess lets out a snort. "Nah, tengu guided 'em back. Curse snakes are for the teenagers an' adults."
"Well, as long as nobody broke anything." You walk a bit past her through the gate. "Will you be enjoying the festivities?"
"Ah am already, what's got you about?"
You gesture down the mountain towards the lake. "Got to show the kappa what they are competing for, and check they won't blow up the shrine in the process."
"If ya die ah'll take care of the body, no worries."
You look back at the goddess as your feet slowly lift off the ground. "It's more Sanae I'm worried about.
- - -
The only thing you can hear once you start making your way down is the roar of the mountain waterfall. Yet while you can't hear you can certainly see, and from here you can see the majority of Gensokyo is apparently celebrating tonight. The usual twinkling lights of the Human Village are present, but now intermixed are pops of colors and sparks. Little fireworks and colorful lanterns light the distant night.
The two temples are visible as well, the Myouren temple is easily visible by paper lanterns rising up into the sky. Yellow flames within causing each to light and dim at random intervals, making the whole thing seem like a dance of light.
The Taoist temple is still under construction, yet even from here you can see little pops and bursts of light, before several rockets streak into the sky to explode in brilliant colors.
Reimu's is…
Well.
It's lit at least, you can see the lights from here but you can't tell if they have a crowd of any magnitude. That and they aren't setting off fireworks or launching lanterns. While your allegiance is with the Moriya you hope she isn't doing too bad, the shrine maiden has proven a useful ally.
And grumpy.
And it's always annoying to negotiate with overly grumpy people, so you are hoping she is having a good time tonight.
You land silently on the soft ground near the Kappa, and what was once drowned out by the sound of the waterfall becomes both readily apparent and incredibly loud. Shouts, both commands and non-verbal exclamations, fill the air as the kappa are hard at work near the lake and the clearing besides.
There are dozens of them about, frankly far more than you expected when you first floated this offer by them. They are broken up into teams and solo groups, some proudly displaying banners above their areas to mark the factory/workforce/shop they represent, while others merely work on unadorned and dirty mats away from the masses.
They are all hard at work. Some are preparing and carefully measuring gunpowder to load into shells, others are testing mixtures and preparing launchers… some of which have you rather nervous. Mixed in with the regular tubes are larger devices that rather uncomfortably remind you of the artillery stationed around the shoreline of Tokyo some eighty years ago. It is pointed away from the mountain but you still don't particularly trust it not to burn down the forest of the Tengu Village.
There's humans mixed about as well, none helping. But for every two to three work areas there is a stall selling fireworks along with the little gadgets and gizmos the Kappa have proven so fond of.
Your nose twitches at the smell of propellants, gunpowder and… gasoline. You look around the work area for any sign of Nitori or Mitori, but see no sign of either. Stepping forward yo-
"Milord!"
You pause in your steps for the second time this evening, turning to the source of the voice you look to see a… very short kappa. Even by their diminutive standards this man is more like a child in stature than most of them are.
But what he lacks in height he more than makes up in age. That shop keep you met with Sanae was visibly wizened and older, but this kappa has her beat by a country mile. He's maybe two feet tall with a large grey beard running down to his waist. Strapped to his back is a large backpack that's roughly the same size he is; you can see large rolled up papers and tools sticking out of the barely contained top flap and various pockets.
He's wearing a heavy set of goggles over his eyes, fragments of yellow paint visible on the bits that haven't been stripped to bare metal, while above the left lense is a series of collapsing magnifying glasses similar to what a jeweler would use. The look is topped off by a wide and surprisingly toothy grin as he looks up at you.
"I'm Sanka, representative of this here group. If yer ready we're nearly finished ar'selves if ya'd like to announce the start of the festivities."
… That may just about the thickest Kansai accent you've heard in decades, and you've actually been to that part of the country repeatedly. You narrow your eyes, entertaining the thought for a moment that this may be one of Suwako's clones before chasing that thought away.
After looking around the assembled kappa again, you nod. "If the Kappa are ready then have them line up, so that the Moriya can both thank them for participating and showcase the prize."
He nods rapidly before bowing deeply, sounding amusingly like a bag full of coin as he does so. He then turns back around and starts walking through the various displays to start gathering everything up. In no time at all you have an entire host of kappa standing in front of you, boys, girls, young and old. All rather impressively oily and smelling of explosives.
They all look at you with a mix of curiosity and eagerness, and you bow to them deeply before you begin speaking. When you do your voice carries throughout the clearing to be heard by all, the subtle use of illusions enough to make sure all hear your instructions and proclamation.
"The Moriya Shrine welcomes you all and is grateful for your support in this year's festivities. We look forward to seeing what the brilliant kappa have come up with, and thank you all for your patience up to this point." You lift yourself back up from the bow, a smirk on your face as you hands move behind your back.
"The prize this year... " You bring your hands around to reveal the stack. "Are these."
You grab the top cover and hold it up, causing gasps to sound throughout the crowd. "The finest and latest technical and science manuals and magazines from the outside world, the Moriya have the means to claim such things, and as a gift we would offer them to you as a prize. "
You note the fierce look of determination crossing many of the kappa's faces, eyes shifting to the left and right as they suddenly take their competition more seriously. "First place shall get their pick of the best half, while second and third will get half each of what remains."
Silence fills the courtyard at your proclamation, the only sound being that of the waterfall and the creaking of the crowd. You look over them all a moment longer before setting the manual back onto the stack. "You may finish your preparations now, the fireworks display will begin in 30 minutes."
The rush they made to get back to their workstations resembled more a stampede than anything else.
- - -
You float a good dozen yards or so in front of the waterfall, every once in awhile specks of water hit the back of your neck or your head, but you do not dare get farther away from the waterfall than you currently are. From the moment of your announcement the competition has grown more… fierce.
What was once sane amounts of gunpowder and charge has been doubled, and the Kappa have been arguing and fighting ever since for prime positions and what does and doesn't constitute a 'firework'.
Several dozen humans watch from a safe distance away near the tram, you having made well sure nothing was pointed in that general direction or was in a roughly fifty-yard radius of it. You for your part have to be close enough to watch over anything, but you refuse to get away from this waterfall on the off chance something flies off in your direction.
Off to the right on the opposite side of the clearing are groups of youkai, tengu make up the majority but there are several forest denizens you don't recognize among the masses apparently out for the show as well. They are quite a bit closer to the blast area than the humans are, but youkai are generally more sturdy than humans so that is their business.
Once everything is finally setup you speak again, your voice booming across the clearing.
"You may begin!"
BOOM
- - -
It's impressive how your ears are still ringing from that display. The kappa, once they have a reason to go all out, apparently really go all out. From the moment that cannon went off your ears have sounded like they went through the battle of Mt. Suribachi. Still, it was a hell of a show and the competition was fierce… and still ongoing. Bursts and pops of light explode in the sky all around the mountain, some go for intricate patterns and weaves that almost look like danmaku in form and function, others seem to go for the 'bigger is better' approach of explosive design and seem to aim for the loudest and largest in an attempt to drown out all the others.
The prize has already been awarded, but apparently now the kappa see it as a point of pride to keep going. Also a way to get rid of their excess gunpowder… more power to them you suppose. You retreated back to the top of the shrine to get away from the majority of the noise as soon as possible.
Returning to the front porch you sit down on the steps behind where Kanako is standing. The goddess still looking as regal as she did an hour ago, though you don't fail to notice how her eyes dart from explosion to explosion.
The crowd has only barely shrunk, though what was once loud conversation has been replaced by gasps and cheers as the colorful explosions rock the surrounding countryside. The children unsurprisingly are uninterested, instead they are fixated on one of your ideas. Against the far western wall two samurai are currently fighting, an illusionary recreation of some cartoon you vaguely remember intermixed with propaganda about the Moriya shrine.
A few familiar faces have started to show as well, no sign of Akyuu disappointingly, but Aya is currently getting an interview from Suwako of all people. The goddess is sitting on a large plant that popped out of the ground near the corner of the shrine, a smile on her face as she answers Aya's various questions.
Beyond that Keine and Mokou are here as well, both currently eating at a tengu run stand near the entrance. Given Keine's nature as 'protector of the human village her presence surprises you, though perhaps she is merely returning the favor given how the Moriya have helped the Human Village lately.
You yawn, willing your ears to pop in an effort to make the ringing go away to no avail. Your eyes close for only a moment, but that is enough time for somebody to shove something sweet into your mouth. You crack your eyes open to see a stick of dango hanging out, and you carefully reach up to grab the end of the stick before taking a bite out of the lead piece.
"Evening, Sanae."
The shrine maiden flops down beside you, her back landing on the porch as she lets out a deep breath. Her hair pools on the wood wildly and there's a clear sheen of sweat on her face, an impressive feat given her usual stamina.
Despite her apparently exhaustion a pleased smile is on her face, and her voice is calm and happy when she responds. "It's a good one."
You reach over at pat her shoulder, a pleased hum escaping the shrine maiden before she slowly reaches up to grab your hand. Instead of gripping it like you expect she instead lifts and moves it to place it on her hair, the damp hair flattening a little under your fingers. "Tell me I'm a good girl who does all the hard work around the shrine."
"... You're shitting me right?"
She squeezes the hand slightly. "Also pat my head."
You look up from her towards Kanako, the goddess is still facing away from you… but you don't miss how her shoulders are shaking slightly.
… This family, you swear to god.
Your hand starts to make slow circles on Sanae's head. "The beautiful and kind wind maiden worked extra special hard today, she is a very good girl."
Sanae snickers quietly, then wiggles a little so her head is more directly under your hand. "Another victory for the Moriya."
Her eyes close and her breathing calms, she won't fall asleep… you know she has far too much to do left tonight to let that happen, but for now you'll let her catch her breath while everybody is distracted by the Kappa re-enacting the first world war.
This is probably the best holiday the Moriya have had in years, and you are happy you could help. Finished with your food you lay back on the porch itself, Sanae almost immediately latching onto you and grabbing your side. "No more getting the crap beaten out of you next year, brother."
You chuckle lightly, resting your head on your hands as you look up into the night sky. "The majority of those are your fault, we've had this conversation."
Sanae slowly moves a hand to flick your chest. "Yeah… I'm sure I told you to bug Yuuka, I just don't remember. Just… try for me? Okay?" You stop patting your head only to reach around to hug the shrine maiden again. The green haired girl squeaks briefly before giggling against your chest.
"You already smell like you've been blown up."
"Well, the new year hasn't started yet. You ready to get back to work?"
"Eh… five more minutes, big brother."
Heh. "Take all the time you need, little sister."
"I plan on it." She wiggles her way in a bit more against you before sighing happily. Utterly content. "And get back to the head rubs."
You let out a snort before raising your hand to run at her scalp, your eyes trailing back up to watch the fireworks while your sister relaxes. Gensokyo has been good to you.
Chapter 110: Timeskip
Chapter Text
You look over the garden a moment longer before turning your gaze over to the curse goddess to your left. She sits on the doorstep, legs crossed and a smoking pipe in her mouth as she watches over her domain. The goddess in general has seemed more… relaxed lately. Though you haven't quite figured out why.
"So…" how are you even supposed to say this? "Visiting the Yama? Keine's book said Reimu visited them once, but it didn't say how."
The scent of pipe smoke fills the air briefly as the goddess blows it out one corner of her mouth. As you watch her eyes slowly trail over to you as a smile curls up onto her face, much like one would on a cat with a toy. "Here two months and yer already tryin' to reach the afterlife. Shame, Ayumu."
"It's hardly the first time." You smile shrug your shoulders, thinking of the underground and Hakugyokurou. "Can you blame me for trying a trifecta?"
Suwako pulls the pipe out of her mouth and carefully wipes the end off of it with her sleeve before depositing it into a small pocket. Her entire outfit is filled with little hidden pockets, the contents of which you expect could really ruin someone's day. Once safely tucked away she looks back over at you, the smile still in place. "Trifecta usually means somethin' good. Ain't never seen anybody happy to find hell, though Hakugyokurou ain't so bad." Suwako then uncrosses her legs and slowly stands up from the porch. Another thing that sets her apart from Kanako and Sanae you've come to notice; when she moves… the goddess doesn't really make a sound. Her clothes don't rustle and her limbs certainly don't pop, though given the fact that she isn't really 'alive' it makes sense.
She looks over at the pond, her right hand raising to cup her chin. "Though frankly if ah want to hang 'round dead people I go to Eientei. Good liquor and company, can be kinda snooty though."
"Snooty? Isn't that a bit pot and kettle?"
"Ah course not." The goddess looks back at you, a cheeky grin on her face. "The Moriya are superior to everybody, the Lunarians just think they are."
"Ah of course, forgive me."
The goddess chuckles softly then looks back at the garden again. "Yer forgiven, but as for the Yama… frankly that'd be somethin' ah'd bug Reimu about. Or hell, even talk to Yukari, people generally can't just go an' visit the Sanzu all free-like. It used to be 'round over west, but ya can't go there anymore. Yah might see judges from time ta' time, but the whole area is just blocked off."
"Blocked how precisely?"
The goddess doesn't answer at first, instead she seems transfixed by the pond in the corner of the garden. It's still well frozen over, the cold December having transitioned into an even colder January with little in the way of relief or warmth. She opens her mouth, her tongue clicking before she apparently thinks better of it and closes it again. Her eyes travel down from the pond to look at her feet, before finally she looks back over at you again.
"Far as ah gathered the Yama got tired of being bothered. It was a mess durin' that incident. Ya can't really go there without being dead, or havin' a way of forcin' the issue."
Ah.
Well.
"Sanae would probably have a few problems with me killing myself, so that's going to make things rather tricky."
"Ain't just her that would have a problem with it, yer pretty amusin' to be around."
You look over the goddess with your best look of surprise. "Amusing? I've reached that fabled level? Here I thought you just enjoyed peeping on me in the shower."
"Ya flatter yerself good." Suwako snickers, and she turns fully back around to face you. In the dim morning light you can see clear amusement behind her golden irises. "Keep practicin' an' soon you'll be a proper Moriya."
"What? No snappy comeback?"
The goddess shrugs her shoulders. "Ah'll tell ya when yer worth a snappy comeback. Yer more a… snide remark or the like."
You adopt a look of hurt and slowly push yourself up from your sitting position. Your shoes crunching in the snow as you stand. "I'd shed a tear for my self worth but I haven't had that in years."
"Eh, never did anybody any good. Ah've been playing second fiddle to a tree for a millenium, ain't done nothing but give me time to think and get stronger." She smiles faintly before her face shifts to a flat expression. She looks up to the roof of the shrine and the dark gray clouds that have decorated this January morning. "Fraid ah don't have any ideas how to solve that particular problem though. Visitin' the Yama, that is. Frankly your best bet is probably Reimu or Yukari like ah said, and at that I'd put my money on the Gap Witch."
"But she's hibernating right now." You say, finishing the statement for her.
The goddess nods. "Like she does every winter, ain't never figured out the reason why but she's been rather delayed with it this year for obvious reasons."
"I have an alibi, I was clearly fighting for my life at the time your honor. Repeatedly."
Suwako shakes her head vehemently, a cruel smile creaking onto her face so slowly you can nearly hear it. "Denied, the defendant clearly is not repentant for his actions, verdict is death by boiling."
"Nonsense, that hasn't been a thing since the Edo period. I demand death by spellcards." You make a show of slowly reaching for your pocket, your fingers twitching as if to mimic getting ready to quickly draw a sword.
"The motion carries, spellcards ain't lethal to humans, but the rules don't exactly apply to youkai." She makes a show herself of slowly reaching into her sleeves, her eyes narrow and dangerous as she stares into yours.
This lasts several moments before you both snicker at the same time. Her arms drop as she lets out a hearty laugh. "Remind me to take ya up on that though, we ain't had a spellcard duel in a while actually."
"Probably a good idea, I was hoping to get some major training done with you and Kanako…" You nod, looking off towards the pond again as you let your arms relax. "Was hoping you could teach me the basics of enchanting, actually."
"Enchantin'?" The goddess actually looks a touch surprised at your request, however, true to her nature, she recovers quickly. "Ah could teach ya it. Well, try to anyways, not everybody has a mind fer it. Though with yer whole memory thing ya might have ah fair shot. What brought about the sudden interest?"
You resist the urge to shrug your shoulders again. Realising that probably isn't a good response to someone asking why you are interested in one of their specialities. "Because… I want to learn more about the Mor-." You cut yourself off with a shake of the head. "No, because I want to be more than I am. I want to learn more of the ways of magic beyond conjuring fire and using spellcards, I thought you would be a good teacher in that regard. Not for free of course, I would be offering something of my own in return."
The goddess tilts her head slightly, her expression very serious. "What would you be offering, Shinshi?"
You raise your right hand slowly, middle finger and thumb pressed together.
*Snap*
Like ripples in a pond, the ground wavers around you, shifting the terrain like the demented cross of an earthquake and a heat shimmer. You and the goddess stand on small platforms of stability, as the world changes around you; the shrine unravelling before your eyes, revealing an expanse of green. With a wave of your hand the shimmering lines snap taut, revealing an endless forest, with civilisation nowhere in sight. Countless pairs of vulpine eyes glance at you from behind the shrubbery, observing yourself and the goddess from every angle.
When, all at once, it is gone, the forest of foxes having been replaced by the shrine once again. Perhaps a bit grandiose but… this is a rather important moment to you, something you've been thinking about for awhile.
"I am the last of the Shinjo," you declare as boldly as you can manage, "that has not been in question for well over a century and I have… closure now. As much as I ever can." You slowly lower your arm and stare the goddess in the eyes. "The Art of the Shinjo is the art of illusions, we bent the mind until the boundary between real and fake was lost, and the stories say those truly ancient could twist the world itself." You smile, though it is perhaps more sardonic than you like. "I am not at that level, and I doubt I will live long enough to reach it… But that doesn't mean the arts have to die with me. I would like to pass them on to another, if you are willing to learn them."
The goddess's expression doesn't shift. Silence passes between you both for what was only scant seconds, though in the moment it easily felt like minutes as you lay your offer on the table. Then, the goddess closes her eyes. "Ayumu Shinjo. Ah would consider it an honor to chronicle and study the legacy of your people, and to pass my own legacy to you."
You lower your gaze. "Good… that's, that's good yeah. Glad you are willing to do that."
The goddess steps forward and before you have time to react one of her arms is resting on your shoulder. "Ah'll try not to be too rough on ya, ah know things seem to just randomly explode 'round ya but things'll stay peaceful at the shrine."
You look back up to see her smiling face and you smile back. "I don't know, with how things are going lately I wouldn't be surprised i-"
SHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Anything you had to say is brutally drowned out by a shrill whistle that painfully fills your ears. You barely have time to cover your ears before you are thrown off your feet and back into the paper walls that make up the sides of the shrine. They do little to stop your momentum, and you crash straight through them onto the hard wood as dirt and rock fly past you to pepper the walls.
Your instincts take over, you roll to the side and your hand jams into your pocket to grab a spellcard even as you look up to see what impacted the garden.
…
It's a rock.
A very large rock with a rope tied around the top. It crushed the pond and the statue of Suwako underneath it. Standing atop is a young girl in a peach dress, with bright blue hair and a scabbard at her side. As you rise to your feet she speaks, her voice booming across what remains of the garden.
"Moriya! I, Tenshi Hinanawi, have come to play!"
…
Peaceful your six-tailed ass.
- - -
Well, some things are peaceful anyway.
"Ayumu! Where you been? Haven't seen you since the train station."
The drummer perks up upon noticing you, and both Benben and Yatsuhashi seem rather delighted to see you as well. It was rather obnoxiously difficult to track them down, they don't visit the Human Village very often and the forest seems to become larger once you have to manually search the place.
Luckily for you the girls are noisy, as is there nature, and it only took a bit of nighttime flying to find them all in a small clearing near the Misty Lake. They are all dressed in the same manner as when you last saw them in the train station, though given the fact they are the instruments and not girls that doesn't really surprise you. What does surprise you is the fact that apparently Raiko doesn't remember meeting you the last two times. Though given the fact in both occasions she was berserk it is possibly a good thing.
Either way you smile and raise your hand in a wave. "I do hope I'm not interrupting ladies, I heard your playing and thought I should say hello. I'm afraid we haven't had a chance to catch up since the incident."
You aren't quite as worried about putting on appearances like you were then, Gensokyo has remarkably changed you in that regard. Mostly in that almost nobody bothers being rigidly formal and stuffy, so you don't really have to go the full mile on being the 'suave mysterious type'. Not with this trio anyway.
Raiko looks at the two others before throwing you a smile. "Oh it's been very in-"
"IT'S BEEN AMAZING!"
All eyes turn towards Yatsuhashi, the young instrument youkai just as excitable as she was those months ago. "There's vampires, and oni, and demons, and fish, and, and... and-"
Benben moves to hand to cover the tsukumogami's mouth, an amused smile on her face as Yatsuhashu keeps attempting to talk even with the block.
"As I was saying…" Raiko starts again, causing your eyes to trail over to the drummer. "Things have been rather hectic, though unfortunately I cannot remember a good deal of it due to circumstances beyond my control. What about yourself?"
…
Oh boy, where to start.
- - -
"Well, ta' start with ah figured I'd explain what enchantment is." The goddess sits on a small pillow just before a table. She's in her smaller form, though if that is for ease of movement or because she just feels like it today you cannot say. Behind her on the table are a series of objects. A watch, a piece of glass, a mirror… little odds and ends. "Ah told ya in the past that enchantment is the understanding of concepts… once ya got somethin' understood ya can impart its properties onto an object."
A cool wind blows over you, rustling your hair a little before you get it back under control. Why the goddess chose to do this training outside is anyone's guess, though it may be that she just enjoys being around nature. The whole area has been… nicer, the scent of peaches are fresh in the air from the new tree growing next to the pond. There's a pair of them actually flanking the new golden statue of Suwako, a gift from heaven.
She reaches into her sleeve and produces a small stick. "This little bugger is enchanted with the concepts of 'growth' and 'life'. Ya've seen me use it in the past to make plants grow, bein' a goddess of earth I understand these concepts natively so ah can easily impart them unto objects like this to bend the laws of nature to my own ends."
She carefully places it onto the table then turns to look at you again, the eyes on top of her hat spinning from the movement. "This applies to just about any concept ya can think of, though some 're obviously more dangerous than others."
You lean forward, eyes looking over the objects. "And how would one normally… understand these concepts?"
The goddess clicks her tongue. "Well in my case ah understand them naturally, it's part of bein' a goddess. Ah can… dissect a concept and break it down to its most basic levels, at least those that are within my domain."
She points behind her towards the table, and you watch as the stick starts to vibrate as small vines and growths jut out of it to meld into the table. "Life for instance, is a mixture of time and energy, ah can make plants grow just by touchin' em. So that comes easy, course ah can't exactly raise the dead as that is dozens if not hundreds of concepts." A rather wicked grin then comes onto the goddesses. "Ah could probably make 'em move, but life itself is… complicated."
She looks towards the sky a moment, then slowly reaches up and pulls the hat off of her head. She sets it onto the ground then starts to root through the innards like a magician looking for a rabbit. Several more objects fly out, a thin metal rod, a old rotten stick, and some form of small yellow flower.
They scatter across the yard seemingly without care, and after a few moments of this the goddess lifts the hat back up and places it back onto her head. "Ah would suggest focusing on one object at first to work with. From what ah've seen… ya probably have an affinity for fire and illusion, though frankly the concept of illusion is rather esoteric."
The idea of this goddess calling anything esoteric is rather worrying. Still, you wouldn't know how to break down the concept of illusions. Fire is easy though, heat and energy you imagine.
"Take yer pick of what ah've got. Should all be fairly malleable for yer purpose, though like ah said try to stick to one for now. Ah'll see if we can't make somethin' interestin' with your choice."
Chapter 111: February
Chapter Text
These next few chapters are all timeskips for the most part.
You look at all the items assembled before you, thinking on them all a moment before gently reaching over and picking up the piece of glass.
"Something you can see through, or something opaque," you hold it up to the light, letting it glare through the facet, "if you look at it right."
Suwako looks at the piece of glass, her face showing no emotion. Though you don't feel that is particularly due to the fact you made a choice she didn't like, more that Suwako's default face is no emotion whatsoever. After a few seconds, she nods. "Ah can see it, glass has several properties that are useful in enchantin'. Vision, seeing and hidin', focus an' refraction… lots of interestin' things ya can get up to with glass as a medium. 'Fraid glass ain't the most common substance around though."
You tilt your head slightly. "I live with two goddesses and I can make fire with a snap of my fingers."
The goddess smiles and sticks out her tongue at you. "Ah said that it ain't common, not that ya can't get a hold of it. Some enchanters ah knew preferred quantity over quality."
You smile back and slowly raise your right hand.
Snap
The shrine falls away, wood collapsing and folding into the ground only to be replaced by paved street and sidewalk. Tall buildings replace trees, and the sounds of humanity replace that of nature. The fresh air is replaced immediately by the smell of overpriced perfumes, stale sweat, and so much gasoline.
...It is magnificent.
"The art of illusions is that of knowing what your… 'victim' wishes to see. What they would expect at any moment. It is reading the situation and adapting at the pace of fractions of a second so that the play is not disturbed. "
You wave your hand, and Suwako's smaller form is immediately replaced by her larger one… plus a suit. Because everyone needs a nice suit. The goddess looks down at it a moment before looking back at you quizzically, not demanding, but strongly suggesting an explanation.
"Well, if you're learning my tricks, you're doing it on my turf."
- - -
The heat of the forge washes over you as Kanako channels wind through the chamber. Bursts of orange and red light across the snow in the evening, overpowering the distant rays of the winter's sunset.
It's quite a pretty sight, and the heat of the furnace is melting away the evening snow quickly. It's still coming down quite respectfully outside. But in here it's warm enough that what was on the ground is quickly turning to mush. The goddess, satisfied with the temperature, stands back up. She's dressed in the same apron she was the last time you were 'volunteered' to help her out with crafting. She also has her hair up in a ponytail again, which seems par for the course whenever she is partaking in one of her hobbies.
With one hand on her hip she turns back around to look at you, a smirk on her face as the anvil rises out of the ground. "Have you brought the materials from the storeroom as I requested, Shinshi?"
"Why would I be here without them?" You hold up the small metal box.
The goddess lets out an amused snort before pulling the box out of your grasp and setting it onto the anvil. "While our shrine is secure I would not put it past you to get into a fight on the way to our own storeroom."
You walk over to the furnace to watch the flames as she starts pulling objects out of the box. "I'm surprised you don't just follow me around to be honest, with how much things like to jump me you'd never have a shortage of fights. I've gotten into no less than four since January."
With a metal clink she lays the moldblowing set onto the anvil… along with a small container of clay and a piece of steel?
"Feel like making a teacup today?"
The goddess shakes her head, her fingers tapping the side of the container a moment before looking back over at you. "A decorative piece, I thought it wise while the furnace was on to use it to the full extent possible."
You had no idea Kanako was a clay worker, though given how long she has had to work on such things… it really doesn't surprise you. Instead of asking about that your eyes trail back over to the other tools she set out. "I'm surprised you had a glass molding kit."
The goddess's brow arches as she replies matter of factly. "There is hardly a facet of Japanese craftsmanship I do not understand, Shinshi. Though I prefer older techniques, molding is both fast and desirable as enchanting requires a perfect shape and pure materials."
She then reaches down and pulls out a small container of sand from the box, the grains a pure white, nearly so white they would almost blend in with the snow around the furnace. "Let us begin with your beads, then you can assist me with my work."
- - -
Your hand carefully turns as you finish molding the glass bead against the pallette. The mold got it into shape… it is now your job to keep it that way while Kanako picks apart the clay behind you for impurities. Several glass beads have been made already, each with a neat cut hole in the center (courtesy of Kanako). But now Kanako making the last of them so you can be involved, or something like that you reckon.
You still haven't the foggiest what you are going to do with these long term, you have several ideas with your illusions. Little bursts of magic on demand and the like, but nothing quite yet… though Suwako has been very vocal about wanting to teach you all she can before Gensokyo explodes again. At least at current you can now detect magical items fairly effectively, once you knew what to look for it became fairly easy to discern what had been modified versus what hasn't.
You still can't tell at all what those enchantments are, but baby steps.
The orange has changed to a lighter color, a sign that the glass no longer wishes to be molded without reheating… but it is already in the shape you need so you carefully set it down onto the foil the goddess had prepared already. You still have a good two more beads to make, but you look back towards the goddess to see where she is at in her part of the process.
She's gently pulling and shaping the clay with her fingers, the malleable material bending and reshaping under her careful ministrations. The clay itself is sitting on a small dais and is rotating rapidly… though there is seemingly no mechanism to get it moving. The goddess herself is still remarkably clean beyond her fingers being stained with clay and the general ruin of her apron. Though outside of battle you doubt Kanako would really allow anything to besmirch her appearance. She is a goddess of vanity after all.
Not that you'd actually say that to her face.
You watch her work for several minutes watching as she carefully uses her digits to make a long thin pot, the pressure of her hands increasing towards the top to create a 'neck' before she lets it flare out again. It looks like she is making a long sake jar, though until she actually fires and finishes it that is only a guess.
It doesn't take very long. The goddess carefully grabs the piece in a pair of tongs then gently sets it into the furnace, the flames jumping with a quick burst of wind from her hand. Satisfied she turns back around, one hand on her hips while the other holds onto the tongs. "Finished already shinshi?"
You shake your head, your back pressing against the table you were working on as you answer. "Not yet, though getting there. I was more interested in what you were doing to be honest."
Her brow arches dangerously. "Are you stating the glasswork is… boring you shinshi?"
"Not at all, just curious as to what you are working on."
She blinks several times before looking back at the furnace, the orange flames lighting up her face as she does so. "A decorative piece as I said, it… relaxes me."
You smile lightly. "Relaxation is good, I haven't had much of that lately myself."
The goddess slowly turns her gaze back to you, her eyes narrow before she shakes her head. "It is good that you are working with us more directly, Shinshi. I was worried you were going to avoid the gifts we had the ability to grant you."
You push off from the table, your hands entering your pockets as you study the goddess. "Like combat and enchantment?"
She nods, the goddess oddly silent as she stares into your face.
"Well, I haven't exactly been here very long. I've been learning all I could… a bit late on enchantment maybe but I'm not nearly as useless as I used to be." You turn your gaze from the goddess to look out the back towards the sky.
You hear the sound of metal creaking momentarily before Kanako speaks in response. "While... true, there is much Suwako and myself can offer beyond just combat training and magic."
You nod your head absently and look back towards the shrine. Suwako is on the roof, as per usual, and you can't see the light from here but you'd imagine Sanae is currently relaxing in her own room. The poor girl has been running around like crazy helping get the roadside shrines set up… you've been helping where you can but she seemingly wants to take on the majority of the workload herself.
"Ayumu?"
You train your head back to look at the goddess, she's stepped forward since you turned your head away. With a burst of wind the snow starts to come down even harder outside the workspace. Were the furnace not covered you'd worry that even that strong of flame would be snuffed out by the sudden chill. "Yes?"
"Are you… " Her hand clenching onto the tongs squeezes so hard it's a miracle the handle doesn't break in half before she restrains herself, there's a hairline fracture in the metal. Though given how much force she puts into anything that doesn't surprise you. "Alright?"
You blink at the question. "I'm fine the last time I checked. Nothing particularly wrong beyond the usual."
There's no waver in her tone but… something is bothering Kanako, that much is obvious. She lets out a sigh and turns back around, the tongs shoving into the furnace and pulling out the heated piece of clay. With a clink she sets it onto the anvil. She stares at it for several moments, her shoe tapping against the ground before she speaks. "You asked me some time ago if I could assist you in getting better, and in response I spoke to you of my past and how it shaped me. Yet since then you have only degraded yourself without seeking anything in the way of assistance."
You jolt. "I… I mean, I'm fine, seriously. Things are going well, I'm learning new things and I'm becoming more useful to you all." You draw in a deep breath then take a step forward with an easy smile. "I'm not meaning to cause you any grief if I have, I'm just enjoying helping you work. Need me to get anything for the po-"
With a crash the jar goes flying past your head to impact against the wall, fragments of clay and dust spreading throughout the air even as your hair flaps in the sudden breeze. "Kanak-"
"Silence."
Your jaw shuts so fast your teeth hurt.
"That is enough Shinshi. I will have you disparage yourself no longer." Her hand is closed into a fist and the tongs in her grip have broken in half, the handle in pieces in her grip and the metal laying on the ground snapped in half. "Your attempts at evasion are… tiresome. You complain about your situation and deflect any attempt of mine to help you."
She steps forward towards you. "You are worth more than a piece of pottery. You are worth more that whatever worth you place upon yourself. You act the fumbling squire to your own legend, when so much of your suffering cannot be placed on your head."
You step back even as she walks forward, your feet crunching on pieces of broken clay as you backpedal. She continues speaking all the while.
"You are a Shinshi of the Moriya, you are in no way expendable. Each war, each battle, and each day, the Moriya shall have their victory, and you shall be there to see it. You are not an expendable servant."
Another sharp burst of wind goes past your ears and you find yourself unable to backup any further. Your back hits the cool wooden wall and Kanako approaches to within a foot of you. The goddess is at eye level, and her slit red eyes stare deeply into your own. The flames of the furnace have kicked up and light up her back, giving her an orange silhouette against the darkness. You swallow, desperately wishing this wall wasn't here as you answer. "I've… never thought of myself as particularly expendable. Less important certainly, but if I wished to die I would have done it long ago. I survived the destruction of my clan and just… kept on surviving." The addition that you were sorely tempted is left unsaid, not recently but... well. You certainly have more to live for now than when you were listless.
Her head lowers slightly, her eyes darting towards the floor a moment before meeting your gaze again. "I survived because I wished for revenge, even if for a time I was too crazed to see that myself. For what purpose did you survive, Shinshi?"
"I've… never really thought about it to be honest. It felt wrong to die and let the clan fade with me, I suppose."
The goddess tilts her head. "Suppose? You have lived for near five hundred years, every waking action has lead you to this moment here. I do not say your clan died for you to be here, but you lived for a reason Ayumu. Whether your fate is to work with the Moriya, or to do something well off into the future I cannot say. But your family would not abide you disparaging yourself."
You let out a breath and look to the right towards the night sky. "I do not disparage myself, I just see my place in the world."
The goddess shakes her head and raises her hand. With a loud clatter the shattered remains of the pot fly into her hand. There isn't much in the way of larger pieces and she stares at the assembled mass in her hand before moving back to the anvil. "Third cabinet, east side. There is a small gilded wooden box. Fetch it."
You push off of the wall and quickly walk over to the cabinet, opening the door you see it filled with boxes… though thankfully only one matches the description. Grabbing it you turn around and gently place it on the far end of the anv-
"Open it."
You pop the latch on the front and open the box, holding it out for the goddess. Inside is… what appears to be lacquer and fragments of gold? She stares at the contents a moment before reaching inside to grab a piece of lacquer. "Kintsugi, the art of repairing what is broken."
She places the lacquer onto the anvil then grabs several bits of gold, setting it down as well. "It is not an art of merely… fixing what has been damaged. It is the art of celebrating the history of something, to understand its past and to honor what it has gone through." Her hand slams down onto one of the pieces of gold, a large spark coming off of the anvil as she does so. When she raises her hand fragments of gold dust fall off onto the surface of the anvil. "A broken pot can be remade. A broken sword can be reforged."
She holds ups one of the grains in her hand, her eyes narrowed as she studies it. "You are no broken man Ayumu, I have known many. You simply… do not accept the help that is offered to you and seek no help for yourself. I require you to care about yourself to function."
"I do care about myself." You say carefully.
Her eyes dart over to look at you. "And do you care about the Moriya?"
"You know the answer to that already."
She closes her eyes and lets out a deep sigh. Then before you can react her left hand shoots out to grab you by the front of your shirt. When she speaks she doesn't sound… angry, more frustrated. "Do you care more for the Moriya than yourself?"
"I…" Your words die in your mouth as you think on the question. Images of Sanae and the live you've lived so far flash in your mind a moment before you let out your own sigh. "Yes. I care for the Moriya more than myself."
She jerks her hand forward and you find yourself inches away from the goddess' own face. "This is good Ayumu Shinjo, for you are a Moriya. And much like you wouldn't disparage my daughter I will hear no more disparagement of yourself." She releases your shirt and you stumble back, eyes wide as you look at the goddess.
One hand of hers is on her hip while the other reaches down to grab the long piece of metal she brought out earlier. She holds it up, her eyes darting to her reflection within it a moment before letting out one final sigh. "Impure, but it can be reforged. You are a Shinjo, hold onto that and never allow it to slip your grasp of memory. Your clan is your own and you honor them by surviving and spreading their legacy. But you are also a Moriya. Never forget that Ayumu."
"I… haven't."
The goddess smiles broadly and throws the metal over her shoulder. With a loud clang it lands in the furnace. "Good, now as we repair this pottery and work on my new blade you shall tell me about all the things you have accomplished beyond merely surviving my shinshi."
- - -
Clack
Your staff collides against her sword, a brief look of surprise coming across the goddess's features before she pulls the blade back to swing at your side. You tilt the staff, the sword skipping over top of it as you duck low underneath the blow, just as the sword passes you by a hair's breadth you surge forward. Your staff twists in your grip and catches the blade briefly, causing the goddess to be briefly off balance as you lift yourself up mid motion. The sword falls to the wayside, tumbling through the air in slow motion as you turn the momentum of the staff's twist in to a full swing towards the side of the goddesses head.
Snap
Time returns to normal as she grabs the staff that was sailing for a skull, and with a rough jerk you tumble forward. You release the staff immediately, your leg sweeping out to kick at her leg as you plant the other one to leap backwards.
Crack
The world twists roughly to the side as her fist makes contact with your jaw. You see Kanako again, and again, and again, before your spinning is arrested by the ground. With a groan you flip yourself over, taking a moment to stare at the slowly un-blurring leaves of the tree above you.
…
"I did not deserve that."
With a loud crack your staff impac- enters the tree. The shaft sticking out of the wood like some form of violent yard decoration a foot above your head. "Interested in my rod, goddess?"
"Behave Shinshi, there are mortals present."
Your head rolls limply to the side to see a beautiful February sky. Blue skies, white clouds, a large mass of green rolling in from the south.
No wait, that's Sanae.
A warmth suffuses you as she places her hand on the top of your head, her smiling face looking down at you with no small amount of amusement. "Tell me the truth doctor, is it terminal?"
Your nurse giggles, her hand ruffling through your hair a moment before she steps back. "The wounds are superficial, but I'm afraid no miracle on earth can remove the stupid."
"Eh, it's livable." You push yourself up slowly, one hand grabbing onto the staff to yank it out of the tree with an appreciable tearing of bark and wood pulp. "I've made it the past five hundred years, if my own idiocy was going to kill me it would have by now. I just care about being actually usefu-"
A burst of wind goes by your cheek and you close your jaw with a click of your teeth. Your eyes trail over to Kanako who is looking at you with an arched brow. "Learn how to defend myself in a Moriya fashion," you say slowly.
The goddess nods and holds out her hand. With the sound of singing metal her sword flies back through the air to rest in her grip. "You parry well, though your ability to attack still requires work. As it stands you are becoming a terror in the battlefield, as long as your opponent allows you to summon your staff."
You shrug your shoulders and return to the stance Kanako taught you. "I rather prefer using it for defense either way, my spellcards generally do not allow such things… diversion certainly, but not pure defense."
Kanako looks over you and the staff in turn, the hand that isn't holding the sword rising to cup her chin. "As the staff is a divine instrument it should be able to dispel bullets rather easily, but I would wish for you to learn how to attack with my weapon as well. One cannot merely defend forever."
You smile and shift it so the bottom of the staff is resting against the ground. "Worked for me so far, usually I survive until a heavier-hitter comes around. I wouldn't be against having a more offensive option though."
"Why not Onbashira?" Both you and the goddess look in turn towards Sanae. The shrine maiden is currently sitting against a tree idly eating a rice ball. "I've heard mo- Kanako mention that she wished to teach you to better control them so… why not use that for offence. It's basically a bigger staff isn't it?"
Sanae lowers the riceball she was eating, little bits of rice sticking around the edge of her mouth she quickly wipes away with her sleeve as she looks at the both of you, still staring at her. "I mean… the staff is nice but… don't you both have the pillars?"
Kanako pauses a moment then slowly sheathes her blade as she slowly nods to her daughter. In response to Kanako's look Sanae tilts her head like a curious puppy. The goddess keeps up the stare for several moments before her head quickly and perilously turns to look at you.
The smile she adopts is… Dangerous, maybe? Definitely scary, and possibly a little eager?
Screw it, it's Kanako. The smile looks unmistakably Kanako.
"Kanako no."
"Best Goddess yes."
- - -
"H-hello sir?"
Your eyes trail over to the small girl with wings who, for the past ten minutes, has been stealthily watching you from behind a tree. She's clad in a blue dress and has light green hair that reminds you rather pleasantly of spring grass. While Sanae's modified color is lovely, this little fairy's color is more natural.
… Well, as natural as Gensokyo hair gets.
Her hands are held behind her, which you already know at this point is concealing a small vial marked rather conspicuously with a label that reads 'itching powder'.
Why this particular fairy has chosen to prank you of all people is a mystery, though given the fact you are just relaxing next to the lake while Kanako talks to the Kappa about the tram perhaps you are the easiest target.
You smile slyly. "Need my help with something little one?" you can tell your smile puts her on edge, but she bravely charges forward.
The little fairy squints her eyes shut then lets out a particularly adorable warcry, her hands swinging around to douse your form with the powder. Or rather, it passes straight through you to hit the ground next to the lake. The 'you' next to the water wavers a moment before fading away completely.
"Wha-!"
The fairy lets out a noise of alarm then shows signs of clear panic, her wings fluttering wildly as her arms flail at her sides. "Ciiiirno! You said it would make him itch, not explode!"
"Well, it made me leave about five minutes ago, if that helps."
The fairy whirls around so fast she stumbles, a yelp escaping her as she falls back onto her bottom. Her eyes are wide, and she looks more than a little terrified as you stand a mere few feet in front of her. "What is it with green haired women insisting on pranking me anyway? The shrine maiden at least is catching up on having siblings… but Yuuka and now you?"
The fairy shakes her head rapidly. "N-no! Erm, I mean, I meant no har-"
You hold up a hand and she shuts up immediately. "What is your name?"
She gulps audibly before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "Midori… but… but everyone calls me Daiyousei."
You smile, then lower your arm to offer her a hand. "Well, good morning to you Daiyousei. How about I teach you a thing or two?"
- - -
You twist your arm, and with the sound of cracking earth three Onbashira rise off of the forest floor. They levitate slowly before reaching a hovering position a good four to five feet off of the ground. Then… they hold perfectly level, not twisting or moving at all.
"Rain death!"
You close your fist and the Onbashira launch forward, impacting the side of the mountain with a deafening crash. A deluge of rock and dust comes down in a heavy rain, and when the smoke clears it reveals three pillars jutting out of the mountainside like branches upon a tree.
A burst of laughter escapes Kanako. "Fine work! You have grasped the concept splendidly!"
Indeed, back straight, chest out, eyes narrowed. You have learned you must adopt the look of the Moriya for this oh noble art. Oh, also point the stick and throw them forward. You'll need practice but it's not exactly a complicated move when the spell card does all the hard work. Still, even if you're nowhere near Kanako's level of noble combat, you're pretty good at fine control if nothing else.
- - -
You lower your arm holding the spell card and let out a laugh yourself, the other hand moving to wipe the excess sweat off of your brow. Despite the cool February weather the effort of controlling these is surprisingly strenuous. But you've gained more and more control as time has gone on, to the point you can call these from miles away in a fairly short time.
You are nowhere near Kanako's level of performing a raining barrage but… baby steps.
Suwako's voice pipes up to the left, her tone derisive but it has an underlayer of pride. "Yeah yeah, he can throw logs 'round. Tell me when he can control the rings er snakes than ah'll be impressed."
"Be jealous not Suwako, while you teach him your… magics, I shall teach him far more practical things."
Sanae, whom up to this point has been happy to merely watch looks awkward between the two goddesses. Hesitantly she raises a hand in a fist. "Go team?"
You turn your smile to her. "Go team indeed, is it time for lu-"
"My oh my, whatever do we have here?"
Your mouth hangs open as a familiar and slightly dreaded voice comes over the clearing. Your head turns slowly even as Sanae's eyes widen dramatically.
There's a tree that wasn't there before, a tall and proud oak with strong leaves of green despite the winter weather. Leaning against the front of it is one… Kazami Yuuka. A sly smile is on her face as she looks at the assembled Moriya. Before any of you say anything, she speaks. "Here I came to visit the Moriya like I promised only to find the shrine left all alone."
She reaches behind her and knocks on the oak tree, and you watch as it… shrivels up like a centuries dead tree. Branches break and snap off, leaves fall only to fade into the ether moments away from the ground. She walks forward, and in moments the tree behind her is nothing more than a distant memory. "All the better for you to be in one location, we must… speak."
Chapter 112: March
Chapter Text
"And what, exactly," Kanako steps forward, arms crossed below her bust as she stares at Yuuka, "do you wish to discuss with the Moriya?" Yuuka's eyes narrow to the point they become little more than faint slits of red and, if anything, her smile grows. Pulling back, and back, and back, all the way to her molars.
"I wish to offer the Moriya a mutually beneficial business plan." The plant-youkai raises a hand, and vines raise from the earth with it, creaking like old staircases. They twist and wrap around each other like rope, before coming to a rest just short of her chin. At the tip of the vine is a single yellow sunflower that she deftly reaches over to and plucks.
Kanako takes another step forward, the distance shortening between the two. "What form of business plan?"
Yuuka doesn't respond, not at first. Instead she focuses on the flower several moments before gently setting it into a pocket of her plaid vest, the yellow flower resting above it and facing outwards in some approximation of a flower lapel. Only once it is set does she take the time to look back up at the goddess, her eyes no longer narrowed.
"I have heard through the tendril that the Moriya wish to offer the Underground the gift of agriculture."
… How in the actual hell below your feet did sh-
"I am in position to offer such a gift, and the Moriya have… amused me, of late."
You won't lie, you were kind of hoping for this, but now that it's happening you aren't really sure what made you think it would be a good thing. Memories of Kanako, bluntly stating that Yuuka's reputation and attitude were best kept far away from this project, all flitter through your mind, and you finally understand them. Your eyes narrow, studying the flower-youkai and picking apart the words she has said. In some ways she is much like Suwako; as many tells to read as a particularly dangerous wall. Her words are carefully chosen and any real emotion is both rare and notable.
Kanako places her hands from below her chest to instead rest on her hips, her tone one step above a growl as she stares at Yuuka. "I will not ask how you acquired this information, I shall instead merely ask, what is the price of this 'gift?'"
Yuuka lets out a wry chuckle, the sounds coming from her throat with no real emotion behind it. "A cost for a gift? What an original idea, generally gifts are rewarded. I still owe your servant a proper reward for his own thoughtful gift after all." Her eyes trail over to you, her red eyes glowing with light beyond that of just the sun. "I have studied the books you brought me with great interest, Ayumu."
You nod slowly, deciding rather quickly not to say anything lest you manage to start a fight somehow.
Yuuka's gaze pulls from you to look over all the Moriya in turn. When she finishes, her smile shrinks to something a tad more natural, though you can't tell if it is real. "Your servant has amused me… and there can be mutual benefits to such an arrangement. I am willing to offer you seeds and service, in exchange for a favor to be repaid at a later date."
"What form ah favor?"
Kazami looks towards the curse goddess and shakes her head. "I have yet to decide, but I shall also need to borrow your 'pet' at some point in the future."
"Why?" All heads turn to look at Sanae as she steps forward, a surprisingly fierce look on her face as she stares at Yuuka. " Why? " Suwako, you note, has adopted a look of absolute alarm, an expression you can't recall seeing on her face before. It flattens moments later when Yuuka laughs, this time a real laugh.
"For my own ends of course. Is that not how diplomacy works?"
With a snap her umbrella folds, and with a twist of her hand it plants itself into the ground tip first, her hand resting on the handle much like one would a planted sword. "Is this agreeable Moriya?"
- - -
You stretch your arms above your shoulders as you step out of the 'embassy'. To be honest the Devil Embassy still reminds you more of a brothel at a distance than an actual government structure, but if it works for them who are you to judge. Either way, Irikuma was as pleasant as she was the last time you met her, and thankfully this time you didn't have to go through a farm field to reach an old house… her office was just her office.
The new 'fox' at your side, however, still looks rather uncomfortable in her form. Though whether that is because you are involving her in politics or because she doesn't have her mothers around in the underground you can't say. In general though she seemed none-too-pleased when you told her you would dragging her into the underground a few days ago. Something she has chosen to make you aware of repeatedly.
You walk through a group of goblins as she none-too-conspicuously whispers into your ear. Though through a careful use of illusions it sounds like an entirely different conversation to anybody that would happen to be listening from the outside.
"I do not like this. I do not want this. So why do I have to sit through all these stuffy meetings?"
"You have to learn the layout, I've done this with Kanako and Suwako, but you need to learn the game of politics as well." You then smile softly as you walk into a restaurant, the same one you visited the first time around. "Besides, you look cute as a two-tailed fox." The elbow you get in your side for that is, as always, completely undeserved.
- - -
You both pull out your notes and go over them as you wait for your food to cook, the smell of grilling meat distracting you rather well but you persevere nonetheless. You've managed to visit every council you possibly good, though annoyingly you still know precious little about the Oni, both because you still haven't taken the risk of going to their village… and because for the life of you you can't find Yuugi anywhere down here lately.
Still, you have learned that your plan has a good shot at working; while they don't exactly have a food shortage, the beings of the underground would definitely appreciate outside crops. They are also interested in outside goods, mostly craftwork and surface tools surprisingly. Along with surface lumber and sand.
- - -
"So, I have to work out a system of trade fronted publically by the Moriya. Then we can actually work on reaching in religiously. Before my dear boss moves in and starts punching everybody anyway."
As you say this plates are placed in front of you both, the chef grunting before turning to his cooking.
Sanae lets out a giggle as she reaches for her utensils, and it is echoed by another giggle right next to your ear.
You do not jump, months of living with Suwako have taught you not to do that. Instead you slowly turn your head to see… Koishi sitting on the seat right next to yours, her sleeves have raised to hide her mouth as she giggles. The girl has managed to take a spot without being seen or noticed.
You raise your hand in greeting which the yellow-green girl happily returns, before she leans over you to snatch a bit of meat off of another Sanae's plate. You watch as Koishi licks her lips before happily biting into the meat.
"So how are you doing today, Koishi?"
"Mmph mph mmmph mph!"
"... Perhaps swallow your food first."
The girl nods and chews rapidly, her cheeks puffing much like a chipmunk as she tears apart the meat with impressive ferocity. Once she has enough space to actually speak she begins to with the same excitement a child would about their day at Disneyland. "Satori got a new bunny, I've been playing with it all morning!"
"A new bunny? Really? Back at the mansion I suppose?"
Koishi nods eagerly before taking another bite out of the meat. It is at this moment that Sanae realises you are having a conversation that she isn't part of. "Who are you talking to?"
You look towards the shrine maiden, then towards Koishi. You raise both hands to point at the girl. "You don't see her?"
Sanae shakes her head, a look of confusion on her face.
… So, this explains some things.
You snap your figure, and a 'mirror' image of Koishi springs into view. It mimics the current Koishi's every movement perfectly. Koishi doesn't seem to notice or care about the duplicate, instead the girl is rocking back and forth on her seat attempting to regale you with a tale about the bunny rabbit while she eats the better half of a roast.
There is a yelp and the sound of something hitting the floor, and you look over to Sanae having falling backwards off of her seat. "You live with Suwako, invisible people should not surprise you."
The shrine maiden groans and rubs her head, before pulling herself back up to her seat. "How does this not surprise you!?
You shrug. "This is just how my life works."
- - -
You watch from the shrine grounds as bursts of Danmaku fill the air off in the distance. While you have seen many impressive displays before… out there is a massive aerial battle that would make the Great Wars blush. Bursts of light and fire dot the sky like flak over the human village and forest, and between them you can see tiny figures dodging too and fro.
It's only mid morning, yet danmaku fills the air so heavily as to dye the sky in pastel greens and blues. You look down from the battle towards the newspaper in your hand. Bunbunmaru; the headline reads 'Great Fairy Wars 2; the Re-war-enning', and on the cover it has a picture of Midori pointing a finger at the camera dangerously.
"Ah know ya had something to do with this."
Your eyes dart from the paper to Suwako, the goddess's expression is flat and you return it with an equally flat look. "I assure you, I am innocent."
- - -
*Slap*
You nod and gently adjust the board against the side of the shrine. Hidemi steps up the moment you have it in place, her hands on either side to hold it firm as you work on putting in the next series of fitted wood planks. You have to be careful, this wood is thin and… very old.
*Slap*
With a nod you step back, the board having been pushed into place by the back of your hand. You were given a hammer, but when Kanako insisted in using old shrine wood you forgoed using it for fear of cracking the damn lumber in half. With a nod you step back, Hidemi stepping forward with a small brush to cover up the nails with fresh red paint.
This is the fourth you've worked on as a team so far today. Sanae was with you earlier… but she has moved off into the village trying to recruit a new shrine maiden and you haven't seen her for awhile. Hidemi is helping out because… well, because you asked. And frankly she needs to be seen outside the village.
You've found, however, that Hidemi is not particularly talkative. Nor do many want to talk to her with that rifle strapped to her back and sword strapped to her side. Even the inhabitants of this crazy land have a limit, and it's one (1) deadly weapon.
Still, your attempts at small talk tend to fail miserably, not that she doesn't want to talk that you can tell… but that she basically worships the ground you walk on as a Shinshi. Admittedly it's a neat angle, but it's also frustrating when you are trying to learn anything about the woman.
You watch her paint a moment before looking over the road. You are on the path that leads out from the village towards the lake, amusingly you aren't very far from the Buddhist shrine, though none have come out to bother you. A few villagers have greeted you as you worked, of which you've responded in kind. Though beyond that it has just been… peaceful.
There's still marks here and there from last week's 'war', though it didn't touch the Human Village proper at all. It seems even the fairies know better than to fuck with the village itself. Most of them at least. One unlucky trio tried but immediately ran afoul of Keine, who quickly made an example of them.
The humans have been rather nervous of late though, seems tall tales have been cropping up as of late. It's to be expected, they live among youkai after all, and humans are prone to gossip. Still, when actual vampires live in walking distance and swarms of fairies have only just finished adding a new landmark to the forest you'd think they wouldn't need to talk about 'the hand in the toilet stall' or '[what was that other one?]'.
With a faint dip of the brush the paint is complete as well, and Hidemi steps back and clasps her hands together. Praying in order to consecrate the shrine as she has for the past four. The consecration itself only lasts a minute, and once it is finished she steps back from the shrine and just… stands there.
"So… what do you do when you aren't doing shrine maiden work?"
"I hunt."
…
"And… what do you hunt?"
"Deer."
"That's good, I like venison." She's awfully blunt when she isn't around Sanae. You figure most of that is respect, but it is still more than a little off-putting.
The shrine maiden nods slowly. "I will bring some as an offering."
"That… isn't necessary."
Of course, there is also the other reason she is blunt. But she hasn't shown signs of it in the past. "I… don't hold the attempted stabbing against you by the way, frankly I was about ready to stab someone myself with how things were going on at the time."
Hidemi looks at you, a confused expression on her face before she nods again.
You let out a sigh and look back towards the village, only to see a rather despondent looking Sanae walking your way. Well, 'walk', is a strong word. She's actually trudging to the point most people around her wisely get out of the way as she walks up to you.
"No luck?"
Sanae shakes her head. "There was some attention, but nobody was willing to join quite yet."
"It may be a bit, becoming a shrine maiden is a commitment." You smile and pat her head. "I only joined because you were adorable, so I wouldn't be worried if we don't get anyone right awa-"
"Excuse me?"
A soft voice interrupts you, and you all turn to look at a young girl standing behind Sanae. She's roughly the shrine maidens height, perhaps a hair's breadth shorter. Her hair is short black and done up in a bun. Her eyes are brown and she's dressed much like all the other villagers you've seen, barring a simple purple flower adorning her hair.
"Are you… still looking for shrine maidens?"
Sanae lets out just about the happiest gurgle you've ever heard in your life, and the girl with black hair lets out a squeak as Sanae doesn't so much grab as seize her hands.
"Yes!"
- - -
Haru... the girl was rather quiet about her past and otherwise. She moves hesitantly, with care, and you caught the sight of bruises and cuts under her long sleeves. But from what she told you she has been interested in the Moriya ever since the aiding of the Human Village. You didn't detect any malice or deceit in her words, and neither did Suwako when she was brought to the shrine, but at this point one can never be too careful.
Still, nothing seemed wrong beyond her being quiet, so Kanako got to give the same grand speech she gave you; Without a kick in the back from Suwako this time, you note.
She was then shown to a hearty meal before being sent back to the Human Village. Sanae will be dealing with her for the most part in the upcoming days, as while she is interesting you have nothing to do with the other shrine maidens beyond attempting to get more than a sentence out of Hidemi.
So instead you are relaxing on the front porch next to Sanae, now that there's nothing left in to surprise you today. The shrine maiden leaning against your shoulder as she simply just relaxes in the moment. The cool air of winter has transitioned to spring, and the rapidly warming temperatures along with your tails wrapping around her back means the shrine maiden is quickly losing what little energy she had left.
The shrine maiden giggles and squirms more to be in your tails grasp. Once settled she lets out a soft sigh of contentment and speaks. "These past few months… have been peaceful. It's a nice change of pace, to be honest."
"It is, it's lasted long enough that frankly I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop."
A soft snort sounds from besides you and you feel her elbow lightly tap you on the side. "None of that… peaceful is nice."
You slowly reach over and run your hands through her hair. "It is, though I'm going to be replaced by a new shrine maiden soon. Kanako and Suwako are already celebrating her arrival…" You let out a pitiful sniffle. "Nobody celebrated mine. You've already ruined me for marriage so I'm basically worthless at this point to the shrine now that you've found my replacement. ."
Sanae lets out a slow breath. "You're lucky I'm too tired to beat the crap out of you."
You look down at her. "Give it a try tomor-"
A sleeping shrine maiden greets you, a small smile on her face as she clutches one of your tails in her grip.
…
"Alright little one, time for bed."
- - -
Sleep finds you just as easily as it does Sanae, and with it comes… a dream.
The first thing that greets you is… sound, surprisingly. Your vision is filled with bright light, enough that you cannot see. Yet the sounds of explosions and energy ring around you. Your ears twitch as you hear the sound of a bell being pulled taut right besides you, and it is chorused by the sound of ringing steel on the other end.
Then at once you can see, and what greets your vision is a familiar sight.
Glass and space.
You stand on a glass floor, with thin lines of blue running in between each piece. Below you are pipes and wires running this way and that…
Yet this time the floor is scuffed and damaged, and the air is scented with the familiar smell of smoke. It's the building on the moon, and the moment you register that the clash of steel rings again.
Your head jerks up towards the sound, and you see Eirin and a stranger. Eirin is dressed in that same caped outfit you saw her in the last time you were in this dream.
She's holding a bow, an arrow of light nocked. Across from her is another figure with light purple hair, in her grip is a sword unsheathed. Her clothes are cut and damaged, and so is Eirin's as you pay more attention. Just as you finish processing all of this the woman with purple hair speaks, her voice proud and commanding. "You have slain your own, Omoikane, you shall not be allowed escape!"
Eirin laughs bitterly. "That is… no longer my name." With the sound of whooshing air the arrow is let loose. It sails through the air with a jet of blue energy sailing behind its wake, but the swordswoman has speed to match. With her sword glinting off the blue lights her blade whirls around to impact the arrow.
Two unstoppable forces meet each other at the same time, and your senses snap to attention as a blast of energy erupts from the two meeting objects. A buffet of wind slams into your chest and sends you sailing into the wal-
…
Huh.
You blink, staring up at your ceiling. That was… the first dream you've had in awhile actually, you haven't been having much in the way of dream excursions in general. Whether that is a good sign or a bad sign you have yet to discern, truthfully you are just happy to get some full nights of sleep.
You sit up slowly, and your eyes search around for a moment before landing on a card, the only one you've gained from dreams these past few months. It's… similar to the ones you gained from Yuyuko and Yukari, in that it has no title, and not much in the way of detail. Instead it shows an endless starfield, a golden Katana in the center of it.
You place it with the rest of your cards, and stare at the stack, you've gained three new personal ones to go along with it.
'Shinshi Sign - Divine Messenger;' which causes bursts of Danmaku to surge forth from the ground in a method similar to how Suwako fights at times.
'Fox Sign - Ono's Beckon;' which causes Danmaku to erupt from the card then disappear, only to come back to you from a distance you can pinpoint.
'Enchanter's Sign - Mark of The Fox;' which… you haven't honestly been able to make do *anything*. Suwako has taken it in for study but hasn't had much luck either.
… Speaking of enchantment you've learned a bit more, though you haven't decided what to actually do with the bracelet around your wrist yet. With a sigh you lay down on the bed, ready to surrender yourself to sleeps embrace onc-
"AAAHHH!!" -and you're up! The door to your hut flies open before your blanket has time to fall back down, and you dash across the shrine grounds, pushing yourself to move faster... That scream came from Sanae.
Chapter 113: Awakening of the Legends
Chapter Text
Your feet dig into the ground, claws gouging the wood on the stairs, the hallway, main hall, dining room. All is gone in a blur as your natural speed as a youkai kicks in. Fur sprouts from your legs, your feet transitioning to paws as you activate your own magic, not even bothering to push it back down.
Sanae is in trouble.
Sanae is in danger.
Sanae is… beating a small animal against a wall repeatedly. She's dressed in her pajamas, and an absolute look of rage is on her face as she clutches a grey fluff-ball by the legs. With a war cry that would make her mother proud she slams it against the side of her doorway, then tosses it back into the room. Kanako and Suwako both are standing just outside the doorway, both with rather gobsmacked expressions.
Both are also very armed, something you appreciate as if something actually had the gall to attack the shrine you probably weren't going to be stopping it yourself. In fact, you can imagine the goddesses letting you get your ass kicked so they can see how strong the attacker is. The iron rings spin slowly in Suwako's grip even as Kanako rests her palm on the hilt of her blade. Yet both are… seemingly entranced by what they are staring at.
You step forward and peek through the door, and see Sanae standing with her bow drawn. A rather wicked looking arrow is pulled back to point at the small animal currently laying on her bed. It honestly looks like a koala, though somehow it developed vampirism, if the red stains around the mouth and sharp fangs are anything to go by. You quickly check Sanae, but she's not hurt. The blood must have come from something else.
It stares up at the arrow, brown eyes widening in what you recognize as horror.
"What… is going on?" You ask, feeling rather lost in this whole situation. Sanae answers, her voice perfectly calm and level.
"I went to the bathroom, and this little bastard jumped me from the ceiling as I was walking back into my room. I had to bash it's head against the wall repeatedly to get it to let go." The even tone in her voice is an impressive feat considering the sheer amount of anger you saw on her face a second ago.
A surprisingly deep squeak comes from the vampire koala and it... bows in full dogeza. It's head presses against the bed as it chatte-
"Yeah, you're right, you're right." … Speaks. It speaks . "I got a bit stoked up. My bad."
The bow lowers ever so slightly, and your shoulders slump as Kanako enters the room. The goddess doesn't speak however, merely keeping her hand on her weapon as she watches the exchange carefully.
With the sound of creaking death the arrow is pulled back further.
" How did you get in my room? " You know, you've never actually been worried about Sanae committing literal murder before. Neat.
The vampire koala raises from its dogeza and shakes its head rapidly, its ears flopping wildly even as it raises its hands in surrender.
"Buggered if I know, one sec I was back home then… I was here." It pauses, seeming to finally look at the room around it. "This place ain't in cooee, is it?"
You know, you don't think you've ever run into a talking Koala before. Especially not one with an accent like that .
Kanako steps forward, her tone compared to Sanae's is much less harsh. But then she didn't just get jumped by a tiny bear with fangs. "You stand in the Moriya shrine, within which you have intruded. What form of creature are yo-"
"Dropbear." All eyes turn to Suwako as she enters the room herself, a book in her hand claps shut as she walks past you and up to Sanae. "Youkai from Australia, minor legend. Hides in trees to maul those passing underneath it." The goddess slowly raises her hand and pushes down Sanae's bow, the shrine maiden doesn't struggle, allowing the string to lose tension immediately as she turns her head from the bear towards the goddess. "Ah've been payin' attention to all the rumors floatin' about in the village. Had to with all that crap Danjuro pulled. People been talking about all sortsa 'urban legends' poppin' up. Hearsay, but it's been increasin', that an' they've been actually appearing outta nowhere."
"Been at least a dozen sightings, an' that's just the ones that are confirmed." She puts the book back into her sleeve and then produces a small piece of paper. Her yellow eyes flitting to it a moment before she offers it to Kanako. "Figured we're either having a youkai march or another incidents brewin'."
… You were not aware that Suwako kept such careful tabs on the village.
Kanako looks over the paper, one brow arched as she goes over Suwako's 'report'. Sanae meanwhile lowers the bow the rest of the way and tilts her head. "Slipped through the border? But why into the shrine?"
Suwako shrugs her shoulders. "Could be somethin' to do with that orb Ayumu found, if the figure in there was tryin' to get through the barrier could be she 'opened the way' as it was."
"Well, ignoring the fact that there is a marsupial that just attempted to maul my little sister… I haven't had a dream like that since, and you told me the orb was still stable just the other day." The goddess's face goes blank a moment before she looks away rather sheepishly.
"Well, it actually acted up about fifteen minutes ago, givin' off magical energy like crazy. Was gonna bring it up in the mornin' but now ah doubt they aren't connected." She holds her hand out, palm facing the floor. With the sound of creaking wood you watch as a small table rising out of the floor, atop it a cushion, upon which sits the familiar purple orb.
It glows faintly lilac, the red cushion it is sat on appearing blue under the light. In the center of it is a… fuzzy image. What it is depicting you can't quite make out, when you move your head to look at it from different angles it 'moves' to match. The image shifting and fading in and out no matter how you try to decipher it.
"Erm, can I leave now?"
All eyes turn to look at the 'Dropbear' sitting on Sanae's bed. The thing looks more than a little confused.
"Get." Suwako replies.
The Koala scampers off the bed and sprints through the door on all fours. You hear it scamper down the hallways before the clicking of its claws on the wood suddenly sto-
"MOTHERF-ckrgm!"
You snap your head back to see Sanae tugging at the Koala currently latched onto her face. The beast in question looks very confused about the whole situation and releases its grip only a second later to stare at Sanae. They stare at each other for several moments, one confused looking koala and one very disheveled and annoyed looking shrine maiden.
"Well... that's gonna be a problem." Suwako says slowly before turning her head to look at Sanae. "Yer it's leyline."
"I'm it's what?" Shrine maiden and youkai both turn their heads to look at the goddess.
"It doesn't belong in Gensokyo, but it got pulled in. Youkai such as these have to 'haunt' whatever holds them around here; their leylines... so yer kinda stuck with it till we figure out what's goin' on. Or we exterminate it."
The Dropbear lets out a pathetic squeak and starts struggling in Sanae's grip. Which… isn't very effective considering its strength compared to hers. To her credit Sanae takes a deep breath before answering, then looks back at the creature.
"Still." It does so immediately, front paws clasping together in an odd approximation of begging. "No extermination, if this is an incident we will solve it." She pulls the bear forward so their faces are only inches apart. "If you drop on me again I will use the bow on you, understood?"
The koala nods rapidly and the shrine maiden unceremoniously tosses it to the corner of the room. You watch as it runs across the floor and climbs up onto an empty clothing rack in the corner of the room. One hand clutching the top while it hangs off to watch all of you.
You aren't sure if Sanae's general attitude shift is due to being tired or being really annoyed, but frankly it rather worries you that she is going to be a spitting image of Kanako in ten years… with green hair of course.
Sanae lets out another sigh. "It's four in the morning and I am not falling back asleep." Her hand slowly raises to point at you. "I'm going to go take a shower. Ayumu, keep a hold of it so it doesn't try to do something stupid while I'm in there. Also think of a plan, that's your job."
…
"Yes ma'am."
The shrine maiden then moves over to her dresser to start pulling out some clothes to change into, and you are left to figure out… where to start really.
… And try to ignore how proud Kanako looks.
Chapter 114: Prologue
Chapter Text
You think on the problem while Sanae ducks into the shower. The dropbear fidgets in your grip, apparently not finding any particular spot quite comfortable enough. Or perhaps it is nervous, as you are deliberately allowing your fox scent to leak out and it's realised it is in the arms of a predator.
A predator that just watched his little sister get jumped by a killer teddy bear.
It could be either option really. Your mind trails from the 'plan' to stare at it. It doesn't look particularly dangerous. But then again you only really have experience with traditional youkai, not… whatever the hell this thing is. Honestly with how it appeared it may not be a real 'monster' at all for lack of a better term. Could be summoned, could be created. Either way it is an incident.
Both goddesses are leaning against the far wall, each staring at each other as they have a conversation you aren't privy to. Which leaves you alone with your thoughts, and a vampire teddy bear.
...
Sanae steps out a few minutes later, looking more alert and less like she's about to unstuff the drop-bear. She's dressed in her usual shrine maiden's garb… which, while not exactly being the wrong size yet, probably needs a bit of work done on it. She's grown even in the past few months you've known her, only a half inch maybe, but still enough that she'll need to get some sewing work done on it. You wonder if she'll get as big as Kanako, they aren't related but it's frankly a surprise the girl doesn't have more visible muscle on he-
"-yumu?"
You look up at your musings to see Sanae staring at you, a curious look on her face as her eyes lock onto yours. "You okay?"
You nod, allowing a small smile to come onto your face. "Just thinking about some sewing I'll have to do in the future."
"Sew-... You know what nevermind, what's the plan?"
You raise your right hand and snap your fingers, at once the hallway to the right fades away, the sights of the kitchen and dining room being replaced by an empty street of the Human Village. "I would suggest you and the goddesses check on Keine, you are known in the village far more than me… so it would look good if we can show the Moriya being active and eager."
You then snap your fingers again, and with the sound of cracking wood the wall to the left peels back to reveal dirt and a solitary wooden structure. "I meanwhile will go and check on Reimu. Given her… temperament, she will most likely not enjoy the entirety of the Moriya showing up on her doorstep at five in the morning. If all goes well we can meet back up at the shrine once we finish."
You allow the illusions to persist a moment longer before allowing both to fade back into the ether. Sanae for her part didn't really pay attention to either, instead her eyes are narrowed as she takes a rather quick and heavy step towards you.
"Are you trying to start a fight?"
"Not… that I am aware of."
The shrine maiden pokes you in the chest with a finger, and you don't miss out of the corner of your eye the wide smirk that forms on Suwako's face as she does so. "Every time you go off alone there is a fight, so why precisely do you want to get jumped over the forest? Or by Reimu?"
You stare down at the finger a moment, well, you and the vampire bear. "I have no plans for getting into fights with anybody, and if I did I can probably handle it at this point. Suwako and Kanako both have seen to that." You also note Kanako looking a tad more smug when you say that.
"Our shinshi can handle himself." Speak of the devil… Knowing Kanako she probably wants you to get into a fight so she can observe the fruits of her 'labor.' Still, at least she has pride in you. It took awhile for her to get to that point.
Sanae lets out a huff of breath then turns her hand around, now instead of a finger poking you in the chest it is the tip of several fingers, her palm facing up towards you. "Gimme."
Your arch your brow in the most sarcastic fashion you can muster. "Money? Advice on life? The 'talk'?"
"Takeshi, I would rather like to know if you are in trouble."
With a faint surge of magic you call it to you, and you hear the tinkling sound of a mismatched wind chime long before you can see it. It only takes around ten seconds, and you watch as a small glass fox, amber in color, darts around the corner and sprints up your leg. Once it is actually on the clothes it doesn't make any sound, it is far too light for that. It scampers up your leg then leaps onto your arm. It wiggles its bottom once, then with another mighty leap the tiny fox jumps over the dropbear and into Sanae's waiting hand.
With a nod she lifts it up to one of her pockets, 'Takeshi' the fox diving in and wiggling around so only it's head is above the rim of it. "If you get into any problems just have him freak out. Got it?"
"... Yes, mom."
- - -
After breakfast you all split up from there. Sanae stuffs the drop-bear into a backpack before taking off with the goddesses in tow. You take off in the near opposite direction moments later, the damp spring air smacking against your face as you start a gentle descent down the mountain. It's not just from the waterfall, spring in Gensokyo is surprisingly humid, ever since March came around it has been raining several times a week, and it seems the barrier is at least trapping some of the humidity in as the mugginess has done absolutely no favors for your fur.
Either way, even at five thirty in the morning this is possibly the earliest you've been out of the shrine. The orange light of the sun illuminates the landscape in a beautiful pastel of reds and greens. Where the rising sun hits the fields the grain lights up like fire, fields of blazing stalks that stretch on for many acres laid out as if in tribute to Kuebiko.
It's a nostalgic sight, and one you have honestly yet to get tired of. You are by all accounts a city-boy, for as much as that moniker can apply to you. But something about the natural beauty of the world has always appealed to you, mostly because of your own upbringing.
Honestly if you hadn't hooked up with any of the shrines you may have ended up becoming a farmer. You'd probably would have still reopened your business… but you are familiar with the life and it would have been a nice way to spend the remainder of your days.
… Then again, you would have probably ended up wandering into the Fox Village and would have wound up just one more of Danjuro's victims. Frankly you made the right decision going with Sanae.
Still, lovely sights are to be appreciated, and you have the best seat in the house. Around the base of the waterfall you can spot a group of Tengu patrolling, heavy swords on their shoulders as they walk through the forest on whatever route they were given that morning.
Off towards the lake you can see several figures darting through the air, though all are too far to actually tell what they are. Fairies more than likely, as you doubt Wakasagi felt like taking a course in aerial acrobatics. Beyond there is… a gargantuan figure snaking through the clouds. It's well past the mansion, and the only reason you can see it is due to the sheer size it boasts. It coils and snakes through the clouds, deep green scales shining in the morning light before they disappear into the sky.
It isn't the first dragon you've seen since you came here, though whether there are more than one you haven't discovered, nor been particularly eager to find out.
Angling gently right you curve over the forest and towards the Hakurei Shrine. It's blue roof is nearly black in the morning light, and there is no sign of life. At least from here. Though given what you know of Reimu she is more than likely still asleep.
…
You gently decelerate and land at the base of the steps. It appears that the shrine has been active lately, with swept steps and a thoroughly clean appearance. Your shoes click against the firm stone as you make your way up the steps towards the shrine proper, you make no effort to quiet your footfalls, lest Hakurei live up to her reputation and blast you off the top for being an intruder.
… She hasn't actually done that to you personally, but you've heard enough anecdotes about it that you are fairly careful.
As you approach the top the sound of sweeping fills your ears, the rhythmic brushing mixing with the morning birdsong in a way that almost sounds natural. The worker doing the brushing is revealed once you crest the top, not Reimu as you expected… or Suika as you doubted. Instead it is Kasen.
The hermit is dressed in the same outfit she wore the last time you met her, and she hums a soft song to herself as her broom dashes along the pathway stones. You allow your foot to fall especially heavy once you cross the threshold of the shrine's gate. It successfully gets her attention, the woman jerking slightly in surprise before she looks back towards you.
"Ayumu? What are you doing here?" Her face is genuinely confused… but her posture is a tad off. She's fidgety.
"Morning Kasen, just here to see the shrine maiden." You raise your left arm and with a faint tug of magic the bead facing you displays a view through the foxe's eyes. They are walking through the Human Village at the moment, nothing to write home about. With a smile you lower your arm again, fiddling with the bracelet to you appear as if you were merely adjusting your appearance. You walk forward, your shoes clicking against the newly swept stones as you make your way towards the donation box and front entrance. "Is she in?"
Kasen shakes her head, and you come to a stop a good ten feet in front of her. She seemingly recovers from any surprise she may have from your arrival, the broom moving to be held in both hands as she looks you up and down.
"Reimu is out harvesting mushrooms, she does it from time to time to supplement her meals."
"They do add a little flair." You nod. "Though it is a shame how… poor the shrine maiden seems to be."
"It is the result of dealing with Youkai regularly." Kasen nods herself and looks off towards the shrine. "Most humans are… nervous around such beings." Kasen has an accent you note, something you never really paid much attention to previously. It's… similar to Suika's in some aspects, for what little you can pick out from the few times that diminutive oni isn't slurred beyond comprehension. Though much like hers it is unplaceable, and in the case of Kasen too faint to help anyway.
"I can see why human's would be nervous around such things. Particularly since things tend to… explode around Reimu." At least according to that book. You look back off towards the mountain. "The Moriya welcome youkai as well, though perhaps the humans have reason to be less nervous around the tengu and kappa. Well, tengu anyway." You don't say aloud that you barely survived a kappa artillery strike a few months back.
"I am for the idea," Kasen murmurs is apparent agreement, "youkai and humans should coexist."
You shrug your shoulders and look back at Kasen. "Some species can, many can't. And I have dealt with enough of both that I would be nervous of the idea."
An ear piercing screech cuts through the air, and Kasen raises her arm. With the sound of flapping wings an eagle dives and lands onto the outstretched and bandaged limb. Her other hand moves up to point towards the sky in a pose that reminds you of… Suwako when she is lecturing you about enchantment amusingly enough.
"I would ask what the Moriya want with Reimu so early in the morning."
"I was not aware I was the Moriya, I am Ayumu."
Kasen cocks her head. The finger moving to point at you instead of the sky. "You are their messenger, and are therefore by extension a representative of the Moriya Shrine."
You let a smile show as you a take step forward. In that moment you… disappear.
"We have news about a potential incident, and a possible artifact of interest. We thought it wise to let the Hakurei know."
Kasen jerks around to look at you from your new spot on the porch. Her eyes narrowed as she studies you. You already have several more copies of yourself placed around the shrine, you don't necessarily distrust Kasen, she's just been acting shifty since you arrived. That and you've hardly ever seen Reimu out that early.
Hardly being never, you can tell nothing has happened to the shrine at least. Well, probably. You can feel divinity wafting off of it in droves.
With a snap of her fingers a familiarly purple orb floats up from behind Kasen. It looks near identical to the one back at the shrine, and like that one the image inside of it is… hazy and indistinct. It glows brightly, waves of purple light bathing the back and side of Kasen as it floats lazily besides her. "An artifact? Like this?"
You stare at it, your hand slowly moving into your pockets as you try not to show your racing thoughts on your face. Kasen helped you in the past, but you also know damn well this woman is far more than human, and you are not one to trust someone just for doing you a solitary favor.
"Perhaps…" You say slowly, "but I would much rather speak of it with Reimu about it. No offense."
The hermit nods once, then takes a step forward as the orb glows every brighter. "I apologize Ayumu, but I will be taking the Moriya's artifact, here and now."
…
You don't even have the damn thing.
Chapter 115: Battlefield of Hanahazama
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You slip your hands fully into your pockets and give Kasen the best diplomatic smile you can manage. Admittedly your charms (non-magical) have had seemingly little effect in Gensokyo as a whole, at least in the case of stopping fights. But that doesn't mean you can't try.
"I don't have the artifact. Plain and simple." You then push yourself off the porch, or rather, a copy of yourself does. The illusion walks forward with his hands in his pockets as 'he' approaches Kasen. "I would ask why you want them to begin with, as the Moriya haven't discovered their purpose, but we are being careful with them… we are rather wary about artifacts since the mallet incident."
Kasen stares at the copy of you sitting on the porch a moment, before shifting her focus onto the copy in front of her. Her red eyes study the other you a moment before she raises her right arm back, the bandaged limb moving to rest behind her, with the tip of her fingers just barely hovering next to her waist. The second arm moves forward, it's palm flat to mimic the first as the hermit slowly raises off the ground in some form of fighting stance.
"They are dangerous," the pink haired woman says simply. "And I do not tolerate lying, for I can sense it on you!"
You blink in confusion, as… no, you don't have it nor have you been around it that mu-
With the sound of wind Kasen charges forward. The copy summons the staff… but she ignores it entirely. Instead Kasen charges past your clone and makes a beeline directly for you.
With a manly yelp you dive out of the way as the hermit attempts to end the 'fight' in one blow. You roll across the dirt and come to a stop, staring up at her as your bracelet transforms into a staff and the illusion behind her dissipates.
"... You can sense divine energy."
Kasen nods and turns to face you again, an impressed look on her face as she speaks. "How did you know?"
"Well, I didn't know until you told me." She's very good at hiding her irritation at that one.
Time slows down as you take in the situation. Kasen thinks you have the orbs, which you don't, but you really doubt you can prove that right now, given how every other interaction in Gensokyo has gone so far. You're at the Hakurei Shrine and apparently Reimu isn't around, strange, but with an incident brewing up it isn't unheard of. The woman has a reputation for having a sixth sense about the things.
Still, this is the Hakurei Shrine, damaging it has infamously severe consequences. So if you do you'll get your ass kicked… more. So you can't really use fire or anything particularly dangerous, but your opponent can sense you through illusions. In short, this isn't going to be easy.
Sanae is at least aware something is going on, but you aren't going to do anything drastic to get her attention unless Kasen tries to outright murder you.
"Very well Kasen, I challenge you to a spellcard duel." You pull yourself back up to your full height and face the hermit, your staff rising to a defensive position as you root your feet to the ground. "But if you wish to fight, I would like to know why they are dangerous." Then you carefully step back away from the main shrine building.
Kasen pulls back into her fighting stance and floats after you. Her eyes trailing around the courtyard as more copies of yourself appear in the trees surrounding the shrine. An intimidation tactic, nothing more at the moment. But intimidation is something Kanako tried to beat into your skull.
"If one were to collect all seven orbs it would be… troublesome. But I accept your challenge in accordance with the spellcard rules. One time use only."
You nod, then slowly raise your right hand.
*Snap*
The shrine fades away, the sound of creaking wood filling the air as it pulls itself back into the earth. Replacing it is a tall, dark maple forest that encroaches from all sides to close in arena away from the shrine proper. The sun above dims and fades before being replaced by a moon colored red, it's hue shining down through the trees faintly. Around the forest red and yellow eyes flicker in and out of existence.
'Shinshi Sign - Divine Messenger.'
The ground rumbles, and bursts of danmaku erupt from the ground near the treeline and surge forward towards the hermit. There's a good thirty yards of distance from treeline to treeline, and Kasen takes off into the air to dodge the blast that erupts underneath her. Sparks of magic and smoke surge into the air as the copies collide with one another.
The smoke dissipates fractions of a second later as Kasen bursts through the smoke, diving on you. Her banded hand surges forward as the orb flashes purple. You shift out her path, not interested in adding yet another person's 'signature' to your chee-
'Wrap Sign - Prosthetic Arm Proteus!'
The bandage on her arm explodes into a weave of wrappings, diving around you like a fishing net. Your small shift to avoid a punch has to transition into a hasty leap as you all but throw yourself from the path of the wrappings, but it still isn't enough. You feel a gentle touch around your arm, you feel it tighten, and you feel the wind of it snapping back as you slip your paw from its grip turning into a fox mid hop as the wrappings come crashing into the grou-
*Bang*
You tumble backwards as a rainbow colored orb slams into the ground where you land, your fur sizzling from the burning effects of the magic as you find yourself suddenly pressed against a tree.
You right yourself immediately, your paws press against the wood before you launch yourself forward. You turn back into your human form in midair, the staff swinging in a wide arc from right to left as your copies in the trees shoot bullets of danmaku out.
The bullets pass through her entirely, the hermit unphased by the illusionary ammunition. No matter, you have other plans.
You close within striking distance and the staff finishes its swing. The hermit reacts immediately, her left hand raising to block the staff with the distinct sound of wood colliding upon bone. She shifts slightly to the side from the impact, but if she is otherwise bothered by the hit she doesn't show it.
… Not that you were swinging particularly hard.
"What are you two doing in my shrine?!"
Reimu's voice barks out from behind Kasen, and the woman turns her head quickly in alarm to see… Reimu sticking her tongue out at Kasen.
'Fox Sign - Fox Hunt!'
The 'Reimu' explodes and sends Kasen crashing forward, you twist the staff around and yank her over your shoulder, using the staff as a fulcrum. A gasp escapes the hermit before she twists herself in midair and launches a spellcard at your back.
'Hand that Grants Wishes Until Death!'
You spin the staff around in a wide swing, carving a rivet in the dirt as you turn to face the new attack. The orb flashes a sickening purple as extra 'hands' wrapped in bandages surge forth from her outstretched arm.
The staff cleaves through two arms and sends them both back into the ether. The rest charge forward, fingers grasping as they beeline towards you. You reverse your swing, carving through the air again as-
*Crack*
Your staff slams into the orb that was floating between them all, and with a flash of purple light the hands fade and the orb falls to the ground.
"Hrah!"
You raise the staff on instinct as Kasen dives at you, your Kanako-honed muscle memory letting you use her momentum against her to barely avoid a punch to the face. Her eyes flash red and a harsh kick hits you in the left shin. You hold your ground. The staff swinging around so the butt end of it is pressed against her gut, then you push with your strength and send her skidding back several feet.
You press your advantage, pulling the staff up and then swinging it left to right. The hermit raises her bandaged arm and presses forwards. The staff collides with it… then the arm bends, wispy black smoke rising from the gaps as the wrappings coil around and grab your staff as Kasen charges forwards.
… Gotcha.
You dispel the weapon with a thought, re-summoning it at the speed of thought. Kasen only has time to widen her eyes before it makes contact with her jaw and lifts her back off the ground again.
'Fox Sign - Ono's Beckon!'
Your right arm shoots forward, the spellcard lighting up as a beam of orange light shoots forth from it.
The hermit recovers in midair with a spin, crossing her arms in front of her to block the blow, before the beam of light disappears. She blinks, then her eyes widen as she starts to jerks out of the way of the beam of light returning from behind. Too little, too late. The beam collides with her back, sending her spiraling into the dirt.
After all your time sparring against Kanako, you're on guard for her to get back up quickly and counter-attack like you've learned is best (to survive fighting Kanako). So you're surprised when the dust is given time to clear, revealing her still on the ground. She lifts her head to stare at you, not really rushed. With a burst of dirt she presses against the ground and flips back onto her feet. Her bandaged arm moves back up into its defensive posture, while she juts out her left with the palm facing upwards. In response the orb shoots up from the earth and lands in her outstretched grip.
With a harsh ring a pulse of magic erupts from the orb. The sound of cracking branches fills your ears as the illusion around you all fades away. It's the last thing you see as the purple light overwhelms and blinds you. Through your magic you can feel your illusions popping one by one as the clones fade shortly after the forest does… except for one.
You blink as your vision returns, the shrine returning to full focus as the sun comes back out. The hermit stands across from you, the bandaged arm still raised in a defensive posture while the other holds the orb. Her expression is flat, and her tone hints at no form of emotion when she speaks.
"Tell me Ayumu, of which clan do you belong?"
You crouch down low to the ground, your feet turning into paws as you let magic surge through your body. Whatever's coming now, it's big, and you can't let her hit you with it.
"The Moriya clan of course." With the sound of claws scraping against stone you charge forward, your staff swinging around again a-
'Dragon Sign - Dragon's Growl!'
The air in front of you is replaced by Kasen, the hermit having teleported in front of you. The wrapping on her arm shoots forward and hits you in the chest, the air in your lungs escaping in a loud cough. The wrapping then explodes, bindings wrap around you and slam you into the ground.
"Yield!" The hermit, black smoke pouring out of the 'stump' of her left arm, stands over you with a flat expression. "This is your loss." You can't help it, despite the situation, you smile.
"Not quite yet."
'Divine Festival - Onbashira!'
With the sound of whistling air your staff flies in from the right and slams into her side. The clone underneath the wrappings dissipates, and with the sound of clattering wood the staff returns to your grip.
You stand next to one of the lion statues, the staff in one hand, 'The Forgotten Beast' in the other.
Kasen spins on the spot with both hands immediately raising in a defensive posture, the orb floating behind her. "You faked your own divine energy."
"Thank you for noticing." You smile and hold out your hand, the staff spinning in the air slowly, as the effects of the spellcard continue to be active. "It took awhile to learn how to do that."
"You are quite skilled," Kasen nods. Then with a rush of air you find the hermit suddenly in your face, "but this ends now." Her bandaged arm collides with your stomach again, spittle and the taste of iron filling your mouth as she damn near caves in your gut. She twists on the spot, her leg coming around and colliding with your side and sending you skidding over. The hermit grabs your arm mid movement, twisting it around and sending you flying over her shoulder as a burst of magic slams into your back.
You let out a hiss of pain and right yourself in midair, the staff swinging around only to be caught by her hand so tightly your arms ache from the sudden jerk. You let it unsummon, your fist coming down only to be blocked by her bandaged arm in a parry.
Your feet hit the ground, and in a flurry of moves the hermit pushes you back further and further towards the steps of the shrine. You may have learned hand-to-hand combat from Kanako, but you're nowhere near this level. You send another pulse of magic through the beads to get Sanae's attention, but in the meantime, all you can do is try to survi-
'Mallet - Lavish Banquet of Legend!'
Kasen only has time to widen her eyes before she goes flying out of the way when a mallet slams into her side. A familiar mallet at that. The hermit tumbles and bounces along the path towards the left side of the shrine, which also conveniently reveals what was behind her.
The space is cleared to reveal a familiar inchling floating in a bowl, the cap of it is on top of her head like a hat. In her left hand is the Miracle Mallet, while the right is holding… an oversized needle. She's the same size she was back at the inverted castle, that of a small child. And before you can really process that further she raises a hand to her head in some form of salute.
"I, Sukuna Shinmyoumaru, will protect you with my life!" She raises her needle in the air, the tip of it glowing white.
"Country of Illusion - Blefuscu!"
An army of tiny green people surge out of the needle like bursts from a sparkler. They charge across the ground letting loose a tiny and frankly adorable warcry. The hermit is just rising up from the ground before they dogpile her, tiny green inchlings unleash little bursts of danmaku and general good old fashioned violence on the prone hermit as she tries to swat them off.
Sukuna however, apparently isn't satisfied with just that.
'Fishing Sign - Adorable Tai Gong Wang!'
A surge of yellow light appears below Kasen, and you watch as an eruption of dolphins formed by energy surge out of the ground and launch the hermit forwards.
'Fox Sign - Servant of Suwa.'
As Kasen goes tumbling towards you her head is knocked back by a blast of magic. Her momentum stops in midair, and you watch as she falls to the ground with a groan. She doesn't appear badly wounded, but…
Huh.
You think you just won a spellcard duel. Admittedly, the method could be considered cheating, but that really doesn't matter. You'll take your victories, and people should know better than to fight a fox.
The orb that was following Kasen falls to the ground, it bounces on the stone path before rolling to a stop next to your feet, and after a few moments of staring at it you slowly reach down to pick it up. It is of the same dimensions of the one back at the shrine, and like the last one the image inside is fading in and out.
A faint whirring sound fills the air as Sukuna floats up to look at the orb curiously. "I was not aware Kasen had one of the orbs."
You turn your head from the orb to look at the inchling. "How… do you know about them?" Sukuna studies the orb a moment long before spinning in place, the bowl turning instead of her so she can get a better look at you.
"Reimu has spoken of rumors rising from the village, collecting all seven of them grants you a wish!" The inchling then looks down at her bowl, both hands coming together as her fingers tap against each other awkwardly. "I was going to collect them all and wish to grow taller but… I don't want to fight you."
You smile and reach a hand forward, two of your fingers rubbing against the side of her head and sending the inchling into a fit of giggles. "Ce-cease your rubbing, I am ticklish!"
With a grin you pull your hand back, the inchling letting out a huff before she pats her hair to flatten it again. You open your mouth to ask another question when a familiar tickle runs up the back of your skull. Your turn around as you sense three very familiar signatures of divine energy.
Sanae and the goddesses land in the clearing. Sanae looking rather panicked while the goddesses appear rather calm all things considered. Before you have a chance to even begin to explain yourself Sanae is on you.
"Who did you get into a fight with? Reimu? How are you alive?!" Your answer is perhaps a tad more indignant than you would have liked.
"Someone got into a fight with me thank you." You then jerk a finger over your shoulder to point at the defeated hermit laying on the ground. Suwako lets out an appreciative whistle while Kanako nods approvingly.
"You have done well shinshi, why did this fight take place?" Sanae looks almost betrayed as she looks back at her mother. You ignore her plight and answer.
"Kasen could apparently sense the orb on me… and wanted it rather badly. Stating that gathering all seven had dangerous consequences. Reimu wasn't here, so she jumped me"
Both Kanako and Suwako look at each other for a moment and nod. "We shall have to collect them ourselves then if that is the case. We were interrupted before we spoke to Keine however, do you wish to go with us Shinshi? Or would you prefer to wait here for the Shrine Maiden?"
Sanae grips your arm rather tightly… and you have a feeling no matter which option you go with Sanae isn't going to leave you alone.
Chapter 116: Eternal Shrine Maiden
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"I… think I'll wait and explain the situation to Reimu, that is why I originally came here, and now with Kasen starting something over the orbs she really needs to know."
"I agree." All eyes turn towards Sanae as she speaks up. "Reimu should know… if she doesn't already. That, and you got into a fight with Kasen, if you don't explain the situation beforehand Reimu will probably turn you into a rug. So with me here we can probably turn the situation to our advantage."
… Is this pride? You feel this so rarely. So young and she's already learning how to manipulate people that aren't you. If you weren't worried about the many ways this could possibly bite your ass you would hug her.
"Though I'm mostly staying with you so you don't pick a fight with Reimu."
Nevermind.
"I only get into fights with one shrine maiden thank you, and I have no plans on changing that anytime soon. I've had a chance to study Reimu's record… and frankly I am rather nervous about the amount of smiting she is capable of."
Sanae shoots you a look that is more than a little nervous, a faint hint of fear on her face tinged with an undercurrent of regret.
"Yes, Reimu is a rather difficult opponent."
You hear a grunt of affirmation from Suwako before the goddess walks up, she's in her smaller form, her hands on the back of her head as she stares at the unconscious form of Kasen before trailing her eyes over to stare at Sukuna's mallet.
"Can't sense nothin' tainted from the mallet, though it ain't at full power, neither. Ah assume Reimu knows yer usin' that?"
Sukuna bows rapidly, the bowl nearly tipping over as she does so. When she raises her head again she much like Sanae did just a moment ago looks rather nervous.
"She hasn't… maybe, uh… *not* been misinformed about me using it? Maybe?"
Suwako tilts her head, a staring match ensuing between the goddess of curses and the rapidly breaking down inchling before… Suwako shrugs.
"Ain't none of my business."
Sukuna lets out a tiny sigh of relief. "It will be returned to my people in time! Just… not right now."
You note she doesn't seem to have any idea of when that time is going by the tone of her voice.
Suwako turns her head to face you and holds out her hand. You stare at the palm a moment before you send a mental command of magic, the fox sitting in Sanae's pocket jumps out to land in the goddess's palm. It lets out a little yip before she tucks it into her sleeve. "We'll be waitin' at the shrine when you two are finished, though if ya'll finish early make your way to the Human Village, won't do ya no good to wander on yer own. Don't know who else is after these things." Huh, it almost sounds like Suwako is concerned about your wellbeing.
"Well, with Sanae here I can at least hold someone off as they beat me to de-" You feel a faint tickle of wind against your teeth and close your mouth with a click. Your eyes dart over to Kanako still standing by the gate of the shrine, her arms crossed and one brow arched as if daring you to finish that sentence. "... We'll be fine." Kanako nods and turns around, her feet slowly lifting off the ground as she moves.
"Come Suwako, let us see what information Keine can give us about these baubles." The curse goddess looks over at the war goddess and nods her head, her feet lifting off the ground as well as they both take off into the air, rapidly advancing out of sight.
"So… now what?" Sanae asks.
You turn back to the sleeping hermit and walk over, gently scooping her up into your arms you begin to make your way to the porch. "Well, for now let's get Kasen here off the ground and onto the porch… then we wait for the Red Grump to show up."
You carefully set Kasen down on the wood, the hermit is rather light and looks to all the world like she is merely asleep. Only the faintest bruises dot her form, and you aren't really sure who actually did more damage, yourself or Sukuna. You are fairly confident in your abilities at this point… but you also recall Sukuna holding you and the entirety of the Moriya off when she had the mallet.
The sound of sandals crushing against stone makes you look over at Sanae making her way to the porch, with a little hop the shrine maiden pulls herself onto the porch and sits down on the wood. Her feet kicking idly in the air as she starts her wait.
"... Want a story?"
- - -
"And that's how I ended up working for an exorcist."
Sanae looks at you curiously. "I didn't think that an exorcist would ever want anything to do with a fox. The few I know in Gensokyo are rather… "
"'Save the believers burn the deceived?'" You offer.
Sanae nods her head, as does the dropbear currently perched on her shoulder. The 'urban legend' has actually been listening with rapt attention, though it hasn't actually asked any questions itself like Sanae has.
"It takes all types, there are far worse things than foxes around in the wilds. I'm known plenty of zealots… but plenty of good people too."
Sanae lets out a breath and looks back towards the front of the shrine, a ghost of a smile on her face. The sun has well risen at this point, and by your estimation it is about nine in the morning. Sukuna has been bouncing between sitting on your knee to sitting on the porch besides you, idly working at a (very) small dress.
You have seen neither hide nor hair of Suika, or Mima for that matter. Mima's absence is a little worrying actually, seeing as how the ghost is tied to the shrine. The faint sound of a moving broom fills the air, Kasen awoke earlier and… drifted off to continue sweeping the shrine without a word. The hermit has been standoff-ish and has avoided any attempts to make conversation, but hasn't attempted to attack you, seeming to honor her loss for now.
So instead you've been sharing stories with Sanae, whom you notice has been listening very carefully to anything you've given her. You feel rather… guilty about that, even after multiple incidents you have been rather closed off around her. Not willingly, just a defensive measure at this point, something you need to deal with.
The sound of clicking stone grabs your attention, and you look back towards the front of the shrine to see…. Reimu landing just in front of the gate. The maiden snaps her attention to the both of you immediately, and you note her clothes show some signs of damage, no bruises, but it looks like she just got out of a fight. In her hand is a purple orb that she idly tosses up and down in her grip.
… You have a feeling she just took that from somebody.
Reimu lets out a sigh that speaks of deep exasperation. "What trouble have the Moriya brought this time?"
You give the shrine maiden your best, 'trust me' smile.
"None that I am aware of, we actually came to inform you about a possible incident." The shrine maiden walks forward, her gohei (Noticeably longer than Sanae's) resting on her shoulder as she makes her way towards you both.
"Orbs of power and urban legends popping up everywhere?" The gohei shifts from her shoulder to point directly at the vampire-bear camping on Sanae's shoulder. The bear in question ducks back behind Sanae's head for some measure of 'cover' as Sanae nods. "I am aware."
"Bloody hell!" The drop bear tumbles onto the porch as Sanae throws herself up.
"Kasen attacked us for our orb, do you know what is going on?"
… Oh, sweet young Sanae, you have so much to learn.
"I am aware of this incident, and am in no mood for Moriy-" The shrine maiden blinks, a sudden look of realization coming over her face. "I will be taking your orb. The Hakurei will be getting to the bottom of this incident."
You stare at Reimu a moment, a good dozen thoughts running through your mind in the passing second before you shrug your shoulders and push off of her porch. The wood creaks when you move, and both shrine maidens look at you with different emotions as you do so. In the case of Reimu it is annoyance and suspicion, in the case of Sanae it is clear panic as she probably believes you are about to start a fight.
You plan on doing no such thing, not with this shrine maiden. You reach behind your back with a smile and produce the orb you gained from Kasen, and calmly hold it before her.
"Go ahead."
Reimu scowls. "So it's a fight you want, th-" The shrine maiden trails off and blinks rapidly, a look of pure confusion coming onto her face as her eyes fall onto the orb.
The red maiden slowly reaches out and places her hand onto the orb, her gaze shifts between it and your face rapidly as if confirming what is happening truly is. Points to her; you are an illusionist.
Then she slowly pulls it out of your grip and into hers. With a faint glow of purple the orb lifts out of her palm to float behind her, seconds later a smaller one raises from behind her to join the first, twin orbs moving behind Reimu in a lazy circular pattern like birds in flight behind her back. You turn to Sanae, said maiden in green is looking at you with an expression that can only be found on the crossroads of 'shellacked and flabbergasted'.
"I do believe it is time we leave." You say softly, before reaching over and taking her hand. The shrine maiden doesn't struggle as you pull her off of the porch and start to guide her towards the gate of the shrine before things start exploding.
Reimu is looking at you with wide eyes as you pass, though she makes no move to stop you as you approach the gate. You don't think twice, your feet starting to lift off the ground with Sanae in tow as you start to head towards the Human Vi-
"Moriya."
You arrest yourself in flight, Sanae letting out a yelp as she collides with your back. You turn around with more than a little trepidation to see Sanae rubbing her nose. Past her is Reimu with her Gohei resting on her shoulder, a small… smile on the shrine maiden's face.
"Thank you."
… "You're welcome, Hakurei."
- - -
You let out a deep breath and slow down once you approach the plains, you turn your head back to see if a certain red missile is following you, but… no, it looks like you will be allowed to leave the Hakurei Shrine unmolested. Sanae for her part looks mostly confused, and she pulls up alongside of you, her voice raised into a slightly higher tone to speak over the wind passing between you both.
"Why did we give the orb away exactly? I didn't say anything as I figured you had a plan."
"I appreciate you having faith in me, but we have time to figure things out… that's just the orb I gained from Kasen, for now I'd rather not get into a fight with Reimu and have her against us this entire incident." You look from Sanae back towards the shrine in question, the simple building getting smaller with every passing second as you make a gentle path over the landscape. "We have Sukuna on our side, and Kasen is a definite unknown, so until we have more information I would rather not start on someone with as good of a win record as hers."
It's a pity too, you were hoping to speak more with Sukuna. She's a princess, and princesses are always great too-... Friends in diplomatic and social situations. You've rung more than one heiress around your finger, and Sukuna definitely enjoys your presence. That, and she is an adorable powerhouse.
"I've never managed to defeat Reimu." Sanae admits after a moment, a quick glance over at her showing a frustrated look on her face.
"Indeed? Well, from what I read she is a combat monster. So for now let's bide our time, if the goddess's ask I'll say it was your idea."
Sanae narrows her eyes and with a burst of magic she speeds past you in the air, you watch as she rockets a good two dozen meters ahead before going straight vertical. She then starts to slowly curl back as she flies inverted towards you, with a scowl on her face she dives towards you, and you can only watch in growing horror as her elbow extends a-
Ow.
- - -
You rub your side as you come to a stop at the square of the Human Village. "I did not deserve that."
Sanae smiles serenely and walks forward, a delightfully venomous tone in her voice that you would attribute to Suwako as she skips forward. "Oh, you always deserve it, but by my grace you are forgiven, and I often don't act on it."
You rub the possibly broken rib a moment longer before breaking your gaze off of the shrine maiden to look over the marketplace. "Remind me to get you another sibling so you can beat the crap out of them instead."
The town is at blessed peace. The humans mill about, farmer and merchant alike moving through the square or hawking their wares. The stage is set up in the center, though currently there is no sign of Kokoro. Instead, a group of tengu are milling about on the stage, looking like they are about to start putting together a show of some sort… going by the costumes it may be tangentially related to the one you saw in the Tengu Village all those weeks ago, you'd question what interest the humans could possibly have in a show about the tengu themselves, but tengu have always had a guiding hand on Japanese history, so you don't really feel the need to question it.
There are more tengu besides just those in the square as well, a group in the corner is selling hunted boar and fish, while a few stalls over is the kappa stall, selling the latest and greatest inventions from the cucumber-crazed lunatics.
You don't really have to do a headcount to figure out which stall is more popular, and it isn't the turtles. The last thing of interest you note before walking out of the market towards Keine's schoolhouse is the presence of the Buddhists, well, two of the Buddhists. Looking over one of the market stalls selling lumber is Byakuren, along with a woman dressed vaguely like a nun. You've never run into her, but by the getup you would assume her to be related in some way to Byakuren's temple… that and she's definitely not a human with that strikingly blue hair.
You are getting used to green, but sky blue is odd.
Satisfied you turn back to the path, and the green shrine maiden currently walking two steps in front of you. "Well whether I deserve it or not, the fox is still at the schoolhouse… so let's get there quickly before they manage to pick a fight with Keine."
The shrine maiden pauses midstep and you find yourself halting in the street so you don't pass her by. Her expression is one of concentration, one hand clutching her chin as she thinks quite hard on something.
"I've never seen Keine fight, that would be rather interesting actually." She finally murmurs after a few seconds.
"The schoolmarm in combat? I've read about her exploits in the book, too. Well, singular exploit." You walk past Sanae towards the school, the sound of sandals crunching against dirt revealing she has started following a half second later. "She doesn't really seem to get directly involved in incidents, the one time she did Reimu… Reimu'd her."
"Sounds about right, though I don't know what her powers are when it comes to combat."
You don't bother hiding your smirk as you reply. "Well there was only scant information in the book admittedly, but a gentleman never reads and tells."
You hear a snort come from Sanae but she makes no word in retort, so instead you keep your gaze pointed forward until the schoolhouse comes into view. Some children are out playing in the yard under the watchful eyes of the staff, these children are all much younger, probably much too young to actually be paying attention to long hours of schoolwork. The older children are near the left hand side, getting some form of lesson in agriculture by a grizzled older gentleman. It's still before noon, and classes haven't let out, which also means Keine was probably in the middle of teaching a class when the goddess's grabbed her.
You enter the building along with Sanae, the wooden flooring groaning under your steps. The building is old, much like the majority of the Human Village. The 'lobby' is empty, and you turn left and make your way to Keine's office. The sound of children fills your ears as you make your way down the hall, the general racket of children penetrating the thin paper walls easily. Fortunately for your sensitive ears, they are quickly replaced by the familiar voice of Kanako.
"And that is the current situation, so at this point I do believe you see the point I am making, guardian." Her voice creeps through the door of Keine's office, her tone the same lofty and regal tone she is so often fond of.
You give Sanae a somewhat worried look before quickly stepping up to knock on the door. You needn't wait long for it to open, just about the same moment your knuckles meet the door it opens to reveal Suwako standing there at her full height, a small smile on her face as she steps aside to allow you both entrance into Keine's office.
Keine is sitting at her desk, while Kanako sits on a chair just on the other side of it. The guardian in question looks… well, you wouldn't say aggrieved, more overwhelmed if anything. One hand rests against her skull as she looks up at the shrine maiden and yourself entering. Sitting just across from her, Kanako holds a regal figure, with her hands in her lap and an emotionless smile on her face. The goddess doesn't acknowledge your entrance in any way, instead, she continues what she was saying previously.
"This incident seems to be more widespread than most, going by reports Suwako and myself have gathered of sightings of these 'Urban Legends' all over Gensokyo. The Moriya are in a position to offer the village security, utilizing both the Tengu and our own services. We will be involved in the incident, but we shall be making an effort not to cause any form of overt violence in the Human Village."
Keine leans back in her seat, a rather serious expression on her face as she sizes up the goddess. "And at what cost exactly would the Moriya be offering these services?"
Kanako shakes her head slowly. A soft negative instead of a harsh rebuke that can turn people off. "None, as I have stated." Her voice is calm and level, a perfect diplomatic tone. "But should you not trust a gift, then we shall be paid in faith; your village may choose how much." Magnanimous and putting on airs, presenting a deal as if it were a gift.
You wonder if this is what Kanako was like as empress.
Keine shakes her head as well, though hers is far less controlled than when Kanako did it. "I cannot force the Moriya in or out of the village, while I am the guardian I am in no way the lord of this village, all I can do is tolerate your existence." Her gaze then leaves Kanako to look at you. "Not that the Moriya have been strictly intolerable to work with, I am just surprised by how eager and willing you are to directly protect the Human Village."
"I myself am a goddess of innovation and humanity."Kanako crosses her ankles and leans forward, the diplomatic smile turning a touch for the more warm and friendly. "While others may petilly squabble over power, I shall protect my followers, both present and future."
Keine tilts her head ever so slightly, the pagoda hat shifting on her silver hair as she does so. "The Moriya did not get involved in the Hopeless Masquerade incident, something that took place primarily in the village."
You don't hear any accusation in her tone, she sounds more… curious than anything. You take that as a cue to step up yourself. "The Moriya have made strides to being more open and available to the Human Village in general, from aiding as soon as possible in the recent incidents to reopening our roadside shrines. We live here as well, so wouldn't it make sense to defend the one true neutral territory in Gensokyo?"
"Indeed," Kanako speaks up, leaning back against her seat and throwing a smile your way before focusing on Keine again. "What is good for the Human Village is good for the realm, the Moriya Shrine shall benefit of course, but as Guardian you know that this incident shall push you further than most. You cannot protect the village alone, and we will gladly assist."
Keine looks down at her desk for several seconds before slowly nodding her head. "I have to get back to managing my classroom, but yes. If the Moriya wish to protect the Human Village I shall not stop you, and as per the terms I will inform you if I hear anything related to the orbs, and will be doing my own research of course."
Kanako nods and pushes herself up from her seat, the goddess doesn't bow to Keine, though you didn't really expect her to do anything of the sort, instead she turns around and walks out of the room. You watch her leave before offering Keine a respectful nod and walk out yourself. The assembled group of Moriya… would that be a flock? A pack? Herd? Gang? Murder? Make their way out of the schoolhouse and into the yard out front. The sun is just starting to make it to the top of the sky, so by your reckoning you have an hour until noon.
"So how'd the meet with Reimu go?"
You let out a quiet sigh and turn your head towards the curse goddess. "Reimu already knew an incident was occurring and had an orb of her own, then she took ours."
The smile that has been on Kanako's face for the past five minutes drops immediately to replaced by a look of deadly seriousness. "Did the shrine maiden attack you?"
"She didn't no, she demanded it and I gave it to her."
*Snap*
With a snap of your fingers all audio dies around you, the sounds of the village become little more than distant feedback before fading entirely. To anyone else now it would appear you were talking about your lunch plans. "We still have ours at the shrine and I wasn't about to get into a fight with Reimu in her own shrine, the woman has a reputation and the Moriya don't exactly need enemies at the moment."
Kanako closes her eyes and crosses her arms, letting out a deep breath as she appears to think on what you said. "A minor setback, you were correct in your decision. This incident will most likely end with the Moriya coming to blows once again with the Hakurei… but when we do, it shall become war. If at all possible, we should extinguish weaker enemies before our opening salvo." She then opens her eyes, the smile returning like a blade being pulled from its sheath. "Ayumu?"
"... Yes?"
"I am changing the plan; you shall be working with me directly during this incident. If the Hakurei are involved it would be best if we pool our efforts. If we are to split our forces it would be best if each group has the might of the Moriya with them." She turns to Sanae. "You will be working with Suwako to look into the orbs while guarding the Human Village with the Tengu. If any miscreants choose to attack, you shall deal with them as necessary and take their orb if they are in possession of one."
The goddess reaches over to pat Sanae on the shoulder before moving her hands to her hips, the smile on her face turning vicious. "Of course we shall move as a group at the first sign of conflict, but for now we shall split our efforts. It has been some time since we have worked together Ayumu, between my mighty brilliance, and your guile I am fascinated to see what we could come up with."
You feel a pang of fear, and you feel you know exactly why.
- - -
By the time you arrive back at the shrine it is already noon. Suwako and Sanae both slip off towards the kitchen to make lunch, while Kanako heads over to her forge. You yourself head back to your room, mostly to get a fresh change of clothes after the last spar. You haven't had a chance to really get the dirt off, and while illusions make the suit look pristine you still feel nasty.
You are just peeling off the shirt when a familiar wrongness fills the air. A dangerous twinge plucking at your senses as you slowly turn your head back to see a familiar gap hanging just in front of your window.
…
"You know, I'm starting to think you time this for when I am getting undressed, is there something you wish to tell me Yukari?"
Chapter 117: Elysian
Chapter Text
You let out a sigh and step through the gap, buttoning the shirt back up as you go.
The first feeling to hit you is weightlessness. Your foot hangs through the air in mid-stride as if it no longer has ground beneath it to land on. An infinite expanse of eyes stretches our far beyond your vision in each direction; each eye looks around wildly as if unable to focus on any object of interest. Between them are various doorways and windows that look like they would serve as entrances to the various points she would like to travel. Yet all the doors are closed and all the glass is fogged up.
*Click*
Your foot lands a fraction of a second later, and at once the eldritch landscape dissapears as fast as a lightning bolt in the thunderstorm… to be replaced by a familiar walled manor. It sits across the street from you, its walls hiding the interior as the ethereal traffic whizzes by. In the distance you can see the ghostly outline of a city, though what form of city it is changes with every passing thought. From pre-civilization to the modern era, it changes form and styles from the hauntingly familiar to those you've never even seen before.
You ignore it all walk across the road, paying no heed to the intagible traffic passing by and through you as you move. The gates to the walls swing open with a loud groan as you approach them, revealing the same garden you witnessed on your last visit. It's pleasantly warm, but artificial; while it feels as if spring is giving way to summer outside, this area feels like a cozy fire on a winter's day. The heat and warmth suffusing and hugging your whole body and just begging you to relax.
You suppose if you sleep as much as Yukari supposedly does you'd want to be nice and comfy, though given her powers you'd think she'd do more than just screw with the world's heating unit. A soft purring draws your attention to the right side of the garden, the same nekomata as before is curled up on a rock and enjoying the false sunlight. At the sound of your footsteps her eyes open and she lets out a yawn before slowly extricating herself from the warm stone. One hand moves up to rub her eye as she makes a slow pace over to you. Her tails drag slightly against the dirt before she finds the apparent energy to lift them.
Seeing as how she was basically unconscious the last time you were here you have a feeling this is a very sedate cat-youkai. Her red eyes blink confused at you before she jolts to attention, her tails sticking straight up as her gaze locks onto yours. "Intrudnya!"
A chorus of meows sound from behind the nekomata, and you watch as a small host of cats wanders out of the garden. Hackles raised and voices hissing, they quickly surround you, stalking warily. For some reason you find it hard to be particularly threatened at the moment. That reason is probably because the largest of them is kitten sized.
Maybe it's because just a good hour or so ago you were getting tossed around by a hermit, but you are having a very hard time taking this nekomata as a threat. Your musing is pointless either way, as before the cat youkai can do anything else a familiar voice speaks up.
"Were that he hostile he wouldn't have made it as far as my manor, he is our guest." Yukari steps out of a gap just to your left, the gap-youkai in her usual white outfit with her umbrella resting against her shoulder.
At the appearance of Yukari the cat-youkai blanches, and without so much as an apology she runs back towards the manor. A rolling tide of cats follow her, and within seconds the grounds are cleared, barring one hairball.
"... She's friendly."
Yukari watches one of the cats run back in to clean the hairball, before facing you. "Chen is young, as we all once were."
That statement is a trap, and for once you are not going to walk into it, instead you wisely change the subject. "I've noticed you tend to time your visits to when I am getting undressed, something you wish to tell me Yukari?"
The gap-mistress gives you a rather flirty smile. "Perhaps I do, you have quite a collection of scars and wounds to show off, many in Gensokyo find such things attractive."
That is also a trap, but this one you will face head-on. "It's not hard to when you've lived a life as busy as I have. Though they only stick around if they are particularly nasty."
Yukari's smile remains on her face, though it loses any emotion. Without saying a word she turns to face the manor house itself and begins walking forward,. You don't need vocal instruction, and with your hands in your pockets you follow closely behind. As she walks the landscape changes around her, the 'garden' flashing away to briefly reveal an abandoned and dilapidated village.
Yukari walks on like nothing changed, and before long she moves to sit on the porch in front of the manor, her hand moving to tap the spot beside her in open invitation.
You oblige, stepping up to and sitting on the porch. It is well lit and warm like everything else in this garden, though where the light is coming from is unknown. There is no sun visible in the sky, though perhaps given what you've seen this whole area is less than real to begin with.
"You still have scars you have yet to show any other living being," Yukari muses, her gaze turning to focus on you with a flat expression.
You hold up your hand and wiggle the fingers. "It isn't like you are particularly open yourself,from what I've gathered."
Yukari smiles, once again with no emotion before she offers her hand to you. "Then let us share."
You stare at the hand a moment before realising refusing would probably end rather poorly. With a sigh you reach forward and take her fingers in yours.
*Snap*
Angry red marks replace your previously pale skin, once smooth flesh becoming marked and gnarled from your knuckles up to and past the shirt where they can no longer be seen. You only stare at it a moment, before shoving down the bile in your throat and wrenching your gaze away. Your gaze falls, inevitably, on Yukari.
What was previously porcelain skin is replaced by a deep purple… void. The limb glows faintly, casting of purple paint the wooden porch in their light, and as you watch eyes appear out of the phantom limb to stare at you.
*Snap*
Your limbs return to normal, and you wrench your hand away to move it to your side.
"Are you going to tell me how you came about that wound?" There is no emotion in her voice, no motive in her tone.
"No." Your answer is blunt and has no emotion either.
Yukari shrugs her shoulders. "Now we have shared with each other, what have you learned regarding the incident?"
You rub the limb absent-mindedly before you accept the change in subject gratefully. "I assume Ran has already passed along the information?"
"She did of course." A familiar tinge of magic fills the air and your turn your head over to the source. A portal has opened just in front of the garden path a few yards away from the porch, a foot steps through it, to be followed soon after by the figure of Yakumo Ran.
The fox in question bows to Yukari and… yourself in turn, before moving to stand besides Yukari on the porch. You watch her for several moments but the fox is impassive and shows no hint of emotion on her face.
"An interesting circumstance," Yukari continues. "It has been some time since a being tested the barrier, and our 'guest' has been popping up in place to place. This girl from the outside has managed to cause a ruckus." The gap youkai looks up at her servant a moment before focusing her gaze on your again, her mouth is flat and her tone is like she is merely discussing the weather. "She has yet to damage anything and an incident is good to have from time to time."
"I would beg to differ."
That gets a smirk out of her. "Beg all you wish, it is the natural state of things. For now I am merely keeping tabs on our guest, various factions are vying for power at present and it is my duty to stay neutral. For now none are aware of her presence."
You move your hands to your lap and lean forwards ever so slightly, allowing yourself to look more comfortable even if at the moment you aren't particularly. "Then you are aware the Moriya are seeking out the orbs."
"I'd say I was honestly confused about it at first, since you're giving them away, but we both know I'd be lying."
"Then you only asked to see how I would answer."
She withdraws her fan from her sleeve and snaps it open, with a lazy motion she waves it across her face as she smiles almost impishly. "It is nice to speak to someone who can keep up."
You smile back. "Then if you know already, and are trying to stay neutral… why inform me of this?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about, I am merely discussing the ongoing events with my friend the Lord Shinjo."
You let out a wry laugh that barely lasts more than a second. "Nobody has called me that since my family had living servants; I am afraid it is no longer accurate."
With a 'click' Yukari's fan snaps shut. Without a word she holds out her hand, palm flat, and before you can question whether she wants to grasp your hand again a small gap opens above it. A rolled up scroll falls out, sealed with purple wax. With a jerk of her hand the seal undoes itself, the scroll unrolling to a good three feet before she unceremoniously offers it to you.
You give her a questioning look before accepting the offering, the paper is new and fresh surprisingly, on it is a list of…
…
Familiar things.
Relics, artworks… more money than you've probably ever had in your life. It's a list of treasures long lost yet never forgotten. At the bottom of the page is drawn a familiar symbol, the clan icon of the Shinjo.
"What was lost tends to wind up in Mayohiga, and I have had Ran take stock while I slept. By all accounts this is yours to do with as you wish."
Your eyes never leave the page, you read it from top to bottom over again even though you have already memorized its contents. "This is… my clan's legacy. What do you hope I will do with all this?" You lower the page, your red eyes locking onto Yukari's violet as you speak. "I have not been a son of the Shinjo for some time now."
Yukari turns her hand around from where it was still held in the air to gently place it over yours. A… bitter smile rests on her face as she speaks. "Were I just a hair's breadth closer I could have saved the last of the Shinjo. Instead I safeguarded what was theirs and hunted their assailants." Her hand gently squeezes yours and she pulls back. "Not well enough, as Danjuro and his ilk slipped under my nose twice. I have already reached out to some compatriots of mine regarding him, and I am keeping a watchful eye to make sure there are none of his kind left."
Beyond bitterness in her smile there is also the hint of actual anger in her tone, something you've hardly ever heard from Yukari if at all. You nod and look out over the garden, letting the false sun's rays to hit your face before you decide on what you want to say. "It was a nasty surprise to be sure, but it was also cathartic in a way."
"I'm sure it was, but I still consider it a failing on my part."
That's the second time she's mentioned a failing of hers today, and perhaps only the third or fourth time since you've met her. Powerful beings like her rarely ever admit such things, and she is just about more powerful than anyone you've known.
"I am aware of your dealings in the Fox Village."
"We aren't particularly trying to hide it, at least not from you. It's more the Moriya generally scouting it out, I have no desire to go back to living amongst my own kind."
"I am aware, nor would I ask that of you. But I am afraid I have a small favor to request."
You chuckle again, your gaze turning from the garden back to Yukari and Ran. "I had a feeling that the list was a bribe."
"Never refer to it as a bribe." A harsh chill runs up your spine, and you find your gaze locked onto Yukari's as her eyes glow dangerously bright. "It is yours." The light fades from her eyes and you feel the chill slowly receding.
You wisely keep your mouth shut as she continues talking.
"The host of foxes are slowly recovering, near all are without their memories however. Those that still have them… are worse off than others. Ayumu Shinjo, heir of the clan and survivor of the attacks. I would request that you take upon these foxes and put them in the Moriya's care. You are uniquely suited to aiding them." Her eyes search your face, her tone openly imploring you to accept her request.
You simply stare at her without saying a word for several moments as your mind plays over what she said again and again. When you do speak… it's not something particularly well thought out but it is enough to get your thoughts across. "I doubt the Moriya would have room for them all, and we are busy with an incident at the moment, and I don't consider myself qualified."
Yukari's expression stays flat. "I would give the Moriya and yourself a month to get something ready before dispatching then, and you're more qualified than the other options."
… Crap.
"You will not be doing it alone however. My Shikigami will be accompanying them and will serve as a liaison between myself and you during this process… as I am afraid as much as I enjoy your company we simply cannot continue meeting this way."
You flatten your own expression. "You absolutely can, you just want a Yakumo presence on the shrine itself to dissuade anybody from trying to start anything."
Her smile comes back in full force. "Perhaps, but as caretaker of this land how I distribute its people is my prerogative. You shall inform the Moriya of the plan."
"No, I will not." You say with enough force that you are sure if Kanako could see you right now she'd be proud. "If you wish to ask something of the Moriya you will tell them personally, I will not spring this on my family."
"Your family?"
You nod. "They are, and have been for some time."
The gap-youkai giggles, honest happiness on her face in reaction to your admittance. "Well said Lord Shinjo, request granted."
Once again the tingle of a familiar magic fills the air and you jerk your head to see three gaps open in the spot before the garden. Three figures fall out of them, Kanako lands on her crossed legs, while Sanae and Suwako are both standing upright, Suwako with a spatula and Sanae holding a small bowl full of lettuce.
Sanae for her part looks around wildly, clear confusion writ on the shrine maiden's face. Kanako jerks her head sharply to look at you and Yukari both, while Suwako slowly turns her head to look at you all with a flat expression. You're about to try explaining the situation, but hundreds of years and experience have left Yukari at an advantage.
"Your pet asked me to do this." Damnit.
"Before you ask, I was kidnapped. Thank you for coming to my rescue."
"Ya seem pretty relaxed for a person that was kidnapped, all things considered." Suwako replies.
You shrug your shoulders and lean back onto the porch. "It loses the shine after a while."
Sanae points a small spoon at you like a gohei, exasperation clear as day on her face. "How does this just keep happening to you?!"
"What can I say?" You flit your eyes over to Suwako before smiling faintly. "Tall blondes love me."
The goddess in question moves a strand of blonde hair behind her ear before crossing her arms and adopting a mocking smile. "Ah think many things about ya shinshi, love ain't one of 'em."
"My heart, you wound. Either way, Yukari had something to talk to me about and I requested she inform you all as well."
Yukari takes that as her cue to stand up from her seat, Kanako doing the same moments later from where she sat on the rocky ground.
The gap witch bows slightly. "Welcome once again to Mayohiga, as your servant has stated I have had words with him." Her eyes land on each Moriya in turn before resting finally on Kanako. "After Danjuro's death I was left with a little more than a dozen foxes with damaged memories and damaged psyche. I have worked to rehabilitate then, but for many they require more of a long term guiding hand."
She moves the umbrella from her shoulder to rest point into the ground. "I have to maintain the realm and cannot split my attention as such, so therefore in a month's time I will be relinquishing them to the care of the Moriya, specifically Ayumu."
None of the Moriya say anything, though Kanako crosses her arms under her chest as she hears Yukari out. Both Suwako and herself show no emotion on their face, Sanae on the other hand looks an odd mix of flabbergasted and confused.
"I have faith the Moriya shall take care of and assist the foxes in their recovery?"
"What are ya offerin' in return?"
Yukari shakes her head. "I offer nothing, but I have already granted the Moriya several favors and have even saved the life of two members of your band. But since you ask, I have already given Ayumu a gift."
All eyes immediately land on you, and with a sigh you hold up the scroll. "As of this moment I have… everything the Shinjo left behind. I'm probably one of the richest beings alive in Gensokyo." Granted, whatever beings were richer than you were probably, by a long margin, richer than you, but the point stands.
Sanae tilts her head, her eyes studying a scroll a moment before looking at you. "Did I ever tell you how you are my favorite big brother?"
"... The fact you that can't remember says something."
Yukari looks at you with a smile before looking over at the other three. "Will you take them? I am aware you have space behind the shrine."
Neither Kanako nor Suwako respond, instead the goddesses look at each other in silent conversation. This lasts for merely a second or so before Kanako looks at you.
"What say you shinshi, do you feel comfortable doing this?"
You think on the question… it would be a change, that much is for sure. You hadn't had anything to do with foxes before arriving in Gensokyo for well over a century. That has changed rapidly, both in terms of limited diplomacy and full blown fights. Your first talk with Ran was probably the longest conversation you've had with another of your species since the attack. You made a point of avoiding them, partially out of disgust, and partially fear that someone may be coming around to finish you off.
Kanako's push for self confidence has been noted. You still don't particularly wish to deal with them, but…
You lock eyes with Kanako, then nod. She nods back.
"The Moriya shall take upon themselves these unfortunate foxes." Kanako looks over to Yukari with a smile. "They shall be welcomed with open arms and cared for upon our grounds."
Yukari herself smiles with trace amounts of relief, any indication of such however is quickly suppressed before she openly shows it for too long. "The assistance of the Moriya is appreciated, Ran will be sent ahead of time to confirm the arrangements. If necessary the Yakumo can assist in the rebuilding effort, however the Moriya should well be able to handle themselves."
Ah yes, one of Kanakos' great weaknesses; 'You can get help, but it would make you look unprepared and/or wea-'
"That will not be necessary." Kanako says.
...Case in point. Yukari's smile then turns a tad more impish as she snaps her fan shut.
"Then we are done." The gap-witch then extends her hand, and with the sound of a very 'Sanae' yelp all three Moriya next to you drop into gaps to be deposited back where they belong.
Her hand then gestures to you. "We shall talk more in the futu-"
"Wait."
Yukari pauses, blinking rapidly as a look of surprise and confusion flits across her face. She recovers quickly, the fan opening back up as she leans forward. "Yes?"
"We must speak, privately, very privately."
The gap youkai stares you in the eyes, and you feel more than see a certain… shift in the air, the very environment slows down like the universe itself was holding its breath. It's temporary, and when Yukari glances over at Ran the feeling passes like nothing occurred at all.
The shikigami steps backwards without a word, and a gap forms behind her to take her away. Yukari looks at the spot the shikigami was standing a moment before turning her gaze back to you again, a calculating look in her eyes as she moves her hand forward palm flat.
… It may say something about your talks that Yukari is taking you seriously immediately. Something you'd rather not dwell too much on to be honest.
With a smile that does its best to imply this isn't going to be a 'bad' discussion you reach forward and take her hand in yours. Her fingers curl around yours immediately, the slender digits interlacing between yours before she gently pulls you forward. You allow yourself to be guided, your steps short as you get closer and closer to the gap-mistress. Closer, closer, you get to where your face is mere inches away from her's before her previous impish smile comes back in full force. With a harsh yank she falls back through the porch, a portal opening underneath her and allowing you both to fall through.
You tumble head over heels from the force of the pull as a bright light overwhelms everything. It's not a harsh white like snow, nor is it the endless expanse like you've seen in dreams… this is a warm and soothing light like that of a spring's sun after a long winter. There are eyes peering through the 'space' but they are far less in number than usual, and you allow yourself to be guided 'down' by Yukari as she keeps a firm grip on your hand.
Your fall, such as it was, is arrested quickly as you feel yourself slowing down and your tumble righting itself. Just when you are fully around you feel your feet press against something soft, and the scent of… grain fills your nose.
Like a fading projection the white dissipates to reveal an entirely new landscape. Tickling your hands is golden grain, you stand within a field of the stuff. It's fully grown and proud, the stalks swaying faintly in a breeze that tickles your skin and slightly shifts your clothes as it passes by you. The fields go on for miles in every direction; as far as the eye can see, only broken up by a simple dirt road cut between the fields and a series of rolling hills off in the distance. Upon them you can see what appear to be… temples. The columns are a white stone and between them you can see several colorful looking statues, though of what they are depicting you cannot tell from this distance even with your vision.
One statue stands out from the rest, and is large enough that you can make out details. It sits by itself on a hill, a series of columns surrounding its feet as it stands a good seventy feet high. It depicts a woman garbed in white robes, olive skin compliments the regal look well, though the robes are most definitely not Japanese. In her hand is a long staff, while in the other rests a statue of a peacock, decorating the base of the statue is a series of bull statues and a lion.
You stare at the scene in front of you a moment before turning your gaze to Yukari. "... Where precisely in Greece have we ended up?"
Yukari turns herself from gazing across the landscape to give you a small smile. "The land of an old friend, though one that will not enjoy the sudden visit… I would suggest speaking quickly."
You stare at her for a moment before deciding to go with the blunt approach. "You stated Ran shall be assisting and will be present with the foxes, does she know about her past at this point?"
"She does." Yukari's smile drops immediately. "I informed her shortly after you dealt with Danjuro, as to discover the connection upon contact with his former thralls would be… unfortunate." Oh thank the goddesses.
"To put it lightly. Thank you for not forcing me to have that conversation. But I can't help but notice that you must have known what I wished to speak to you about."
She nods. "I did yes."
"So then why precisely did you not just speak while Ran was present?"
The impish smiles returns again. "You asked for privacy, and you have a history of asking for very little." She waves her hand absently and looks away from you. When she speaks again her voice is higher pitched and nasally. "Oh Lady Yukari, please spirit away my ills and troubles."
"You have worshippers?"
Yukari shakes her head slowly as she returns her gaze to yours. "None of the normal sort; supplicants at most, few actually useful." She then reaches out a hand and slowly runs a hand through your hair, you don't make a move to stop her, and an almost… wistful look falls across her face before she pulls the hand back. "You have grown stronger, the Moriya have been good to you."
You reach up a hand to move the hair back in place as you respond. "They have taught me much in the way of combat, I'm not as weak as I was… the magical replenishment hasn't hurt either."
Yukari giggles and turns around towards the temples. "That is but one facet of you that has grown stronger." She takes a step forward, then another, then starts a slow walk through the fields. "Ran shall arrive in less than a month's time as stated, though if you need my help do not hesitate to call."
"Of course." You watch her walk away, then turn around yourself when you feel a familiar pull of power behind your back.
- - -
You step through the gap into your bedroom, and it's much the way you left it. Except there is currently a tall violent woman sitting on your bed going through your spellcards. Kanako turns her head up to look at you once you step through, a flat expression on her face as your deck rests in her hands. You quirk a brow and give her the best unamused look you can possibly muster.
"I do not recall inviting you in, or given you permission to search through my things." The goddess smiles, uncaring of the fact that she is currently sitting in a pile of your upturned property.
"You are our shinshi; as a servant of the gods you own nothing and any space granted is a gift… and I wish to know what you spoke to Yukari about."
"Oh?"
The goddess splits the deck and withdraws a card from the center and shows it to you. 'Eyes of the Mokumokuren'. "You did not return with us, which means you must have had more to speak about, I would request that you inform me of these as well, as I wish to know the activities and ails of my servant."
…
You let out a sigh and stare out the window, your mouth opening and closing a moment as you figure out what to say. "I cannot say exactly, however these people went through the same experience I did… so I needed to clear some things up. I escaped, these people didn't'." Kanako doesn't appear bothered by you stepping passed the question, or if she is she does a very good of hiding it. Instead she merely closes the deck and sets it back onto the table before looking up at you again.
"And working with these victims does not bother you any?"
"Of course it bothers me, but I'm also one of the few sources they have to get… better. Though I suppose that is rather presumptuous, I have a better shot than many. There are no Shinjo left, but I can at least watch over the other victims."
Kanako pushes herself up from the bed, the frame creaking from the shifting weight before she rises to her full height. She then steps forward and places a hand on your shoulder, and you look at it a moment before trailing your gaze back to her face.
"Perhaps now Shinshi, but that could change as well. Either way, myself and the Moriya will help you in this endeavor, so do not worry."
… That could cha-
Oh.
"I have no plans on resurrecting my clan, nor do I plan on remaking it with the survivors. I survived by running for my life, and the only other member died in the proc-" Your words are cut off as Kanako's hand grips your jaw, it isn't crushing, but it is enough to keep you from speaking.
"You survived, that is what mattered. Or do you think the world would be any better if you had died in that village?"
You begin to reply, managing to smoosh a few unintelligible syllables out before you remember you physically can't. You could do it via illusions… but you have a feeling the question is rhetorical anyway.
"We have had that discussion before and shall not again. Do what you can for them and help yourself in the process, for now however I would suggest you think up where we shall go in the morning to look for the orbs. Lunch should be ready soon and Suwako is currently going over your… belongings in the main hall."
The goddess then lets go of your jaw and walks out of your room, her expression is flat but she seems rather… annoyed.
Well…
Planning.
Yes, you are good at that.
Chapter 118: Flirtation
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Right, well, the plan. You stare down at the small list you've quickly jotted down over the past minute. The 'plan' is to go into the Bamboo forest then work from there. You'd have more of a plan, but nobody actually knows what's happening right now, and until you're far enough into this incident to make more sense of the situation, you'll benefit from an open-ended plan.
You could reach out to Mokou as a means of having an 'ear on the ground,' so to speak. Given that she doesn't seem to be much a player in politics that may be useful… though she doesn't seem remarkably friendly. The other option you have is Eientei; who seems knowledgeable and have been friendly for the most part. Tewi is suspect, but beyond that they all seem fairly amiable to work with. Though given the lunar dreams you've been having along with that orb… you may have to be careful around Eirin.
Not that you expect she will start anything in Kanako's presence, nor has she ever attempted to 'start' anything to begin with, she hasn't been particularly active since Imperishable Night, yet for some reason you doubt she binds herself by the hippocratic oath. You'll have to be careful with either option, and it may come down to the order you do them that changes things. You know neither is particularly popular with the other.
Putting the list back into your pocket you stretch your arms above your head. It has been a busy morning, something rather nice after how sedate things have been. Admittedly you could do without the fights, but that seems to just be how things work around here. You are just hoping you didn't burn a possible bridge with Kasen, the hermit was very helpful in the search for Danjuro and his ilk, and it would be a pity to lose that support due to a single incident.
Of course, Reimu still manages to be friendly with everybody and you do believe you are far more personable than she is… so with any luck there won't be any damage to your working relationship.
You walk through the doorway and through the yard into the little hallway. A light rain has started to come down outside, not enough to actually summon much in the way of clouds, but enough that small puddles are starting to form on the ground in select spots. Of course you'd need to be a true wet blanket to spend much time staring at the ground: the light rain and sunshine combine together from your high vantage point to form a melody of rainbows. A pretty view to be sure, a fox must be getting married somewhere.
Walking through the building, you enter into the main hall to see a decent amount of boxes sitting in the center just before the mural. They are all wooden, and they range in size from that of a jewelry box to a moving crate. Spread between them all is a group of Suwakos… would that be an army?
There are a good six Suwakos here, each going over the boxes and noting everything down. They are all in the 'smaller' form, but there is a larger Suwako standing in front of the mural proper looking over them all. If you were a betting man you would guess that is the 'real' Suwako; that theory is somewhat confirmed by her head looking up at you the moment you walk into the room, a mischievous smile spread across her face as she waves an arm to beckon you over.
… That's a dangerous look.
Putting your sense of self-preservation well and truly behind you, you walk through the room and up to the mural. The 'workers' don't react to your presence at all, each diligently going into their task with the efficiency of bees.
"It's quite ah haul."
You nod your head idly and look into the open boxes, there are only a few things here and there you recognize. Family symbols, pieces of art, you mostly stayed in your own little compound growing up. Even amongst their own people foxes tended to be insular… still there is enough here to cause more than a little nostalgia.
"I see that. To be honest I don't really know what to do with it all, it belongs to the Moriya as much as the Shinjo now."
Suwako tilts her head ever so slightly, a blank expression replacing the smile as her hands move into her sleeves. With the sound of sandals clicking against wooden floor she walks through the working mass to stand beside you. "Yer legacy is yer own." The smile starts to return as she looks at you, a mischievous tinge to it as she leans forward. "Though ya did get quite a bit… and ya are my favorite servant."
"I shall endeavor to inform Haru and Hidemi as to their status in the hierarchy. I'm sure Hidemi at least will take it swimmingly to know she isn't wanted."
The goddess giggles, the sound seemingly echoing through the hall despite the quiet nature of it. "Ya ain't allowed to visit the shrine maidens by yerself, don't want yer luck rubbin' off on anybody."
"Very wise," you nod sagely, "who knows what this curse could do."
"Yah ain't cursed," she corrects, wagging a finger at you, "yer just stupid."
"Jealous that you can't take credit for it?" You lean to the side to dodge the arm aimed for your ribcage as you look over the boxes. "So what am I looking at?"
The goddess holds up a hand, two fingers are extended from it. "Well for starters, plenty of textile work, and ya got some good metal ornaments and blades, though none are Suwa quality and none seem to be made for fightin'."
"The family had blades but we didn't really use them for combat." You confirm. "They were more of a status symbol than anything else… my claws can physically carve through a samurai's armor like paper."
Suwako nods. "Ah'm familiar with the practice, just figured if ya wanted to hang 'em up or somethin'. We can also just stick 'em in the armory."
"What else?"
She lowers the other finger. "Glassworks, ceramics, jewelry… and about ninety million yen worth of currency."
You whistle appreciatively. "Never approached that much money in my shop, though I tended to work with poor people more often than not."
Suwako grins. "It's a fraction of what the Moirya used to have, but it is a very respectable amount for someone who has been moochin' off of us."
You raise a brow and reply in the dryest manner you possibly can. "Any mooching has been repaid in literal blood, also no small amount of tears. But feel free to take what you need to repay any debts I have. I haven't much cared about money since I last owned a house… when you are a ghost you tend to just take what you need." This time the elbow moves before you can even begin to react, her arm impacts the side of your ribcage and forces a small amount of air out. The grin on her face has been replaced by a slight frown, and there's a slight edge to her voice when she speaks.
"Nice try, but the Moriya didn't ask ya for money and we ain't taking it." She huffs, possibly faking it; you can't really tell. "But the offer is appreciated Shinshi. Ah'm gonna keep goin' over it, in the meantime why don't ya head to lunch? Ah'm nearly done cooking it with Sanae."
You stare at her before slowly nodding your head, the goddess moving to pat you on the shoulder before you walk off. "Ah'll get it all sorted Ayumu."
- - -
"So the plan for now is to head to the Bamboo Forest. I'd rather not start an early brawl in the Human Village, so it would be best if we can get some information first. Especially since I seemed to act as some form of… orb beacon to Kasen."
Kanako nods along as you speak. "I can see your reasoning, it has been quite some time since I have visited Eientei."
Suwako taps her chopsticks against the bowl and your gaze turns towards her. "Ah have something ah was meanin' to give to Kaguya, may help smooth things out if worst comes to worst."
You nod, eyes idly trailing over to Sanae who is currently in lala-land as she eats her meal, an easy smile on her face as she picks her way through the rice. It has been awhile since you've seen her in 'food mode'. Though she doesn't seem to be particularly bothered by anything so you don't mind.
"Well… it was going to be Eientei or Mokou, frankly I'm not sure which to start with but I was hoping to speak to both. Mokou at least for being on the same playing field as Keine… and Eientei is Eientei."
"It shall work." Your eyes trail over to Kanako. "In the meantime Suwako and Sanae will be investigating our own orb before scouting out the Human Village. We shall keep guards posted here as well. I doubt any youkai or mortal would be foolish enough to raid the Moriya Shrine for our prize but we shall not be caught unprepared."
Works for you.
The war goddess looks at you with a small smile. "We shall however be leaving after lunch, you seem to have fully recovered from your fight."
You shrug your shoulders. "All I did was get beaten up by a hermit, nothing major. I didn't even get stabbed today… or clawed, or even blasted much."
The curse goddess to your right chuckles. "More the pity, always amusin' when yer whinin' about yer battle wounds."
You turn your head slowly and narrow your eyes at the blond. "I will have you know I am a lover, not a fighter."
"Well ah ain't seen much evidence of either."
You stare at the mocking expression on her face. She didn't mean anything actually mean by it, this is just the Suwako teasing, but something very… foxy within you takes it as a challenge.
You let out a breath and turn your head back to Kanako, the war goddess is looking at this all in amusement. "Kanako, might I see your hand a moment?"
The goddess in question blinks, a brief look of confusion flitting across her face before she acquiesces without a word, moving the hand forward. You gingerly move your hands forward and clasp it around hers.
Your let out another breath and look the goddess deep in the eyes, crimson eyes meeting as she stares at you passively. "You are strong, quite possibly the strongest woman I have ever been blessed with meeting in my life, beyond that you are wise and kind far beyond any lord I have met. You have been there for me in my darkest moments and I feel eternally grateful that I have someone such as you to serve and revolve my life around."
There's a slight twitch on Kanako's face, though no other visible emotion. You notice out of the corner of your eye Sanae has suddenly started paying attention to the conversation, and a look of pure amusement has found its way onto Suwako's face.
"Your physical might and prowess is matched only by your beauty, your hair reminds me of the most beautiful flower, and I am in awe when I watch you in combat. Your every move is perfect, every motion exquisite grace with not a single step wasted. I look up to you, and only hope by working my absolute hardest that I might one day match even a fraction of you and your glory."
A small smile starts to form on Kanako's face. "Shinshi, you are shameless in your flattery."
"I have nothing to be ashamed of, for I only speak the truth."
"Tell 'er ya enjoy her company."
A small part of your brain wonders why Suwako is egging you on, but you are on a roll at this point. "Being around you is like bearing witness to the mightiest mountain, I am constantly in awe of your accomplishments and your mere presence is a light in my life beyond any other. On the first day we met you told me that my long journey was over, and I knew it to be true even before you said it. I felt it in my heart from the second I laid eyes on you."
"Now compliment her figure."
That does get you to turn your head and look at the frog goddess. A very mischievous look is on her face as her eyebrows raise up and down repeatedly.
"As magnificent as her legs are, they could easily punt me into orbit. I would rather not."
You hear choking sounds from Sanae and everyone turns their gaze to see a fiercely blushing shrine maiden. "Too much?"
The war goddess slowly pulls her hand out of your grip. "I enjoyed it."
… Well you would.
- - -
Stepping back out into the light of the spring afternoon you let out a sigh. The puddles since you last saw them, but without any more rain they are already drying up.
You double check to make sure you have everything: spellcards in one pocket, a syrette in another. The bracelet is on your wrist, and the glass fox has scampered off to rest in Sanae's pocket just in case. A small box rests in your suit pocket, containing the gift for Kaguya… though you don't actually know what is in it.
Either way you are prepared, Gensokyo has knocked that lesson into your head repeatedly.
The door opens behind you and Kanako walks out in full regalia. Rope floating behind her back, sword at her side, the works. The goddess looks you up and down once she makes it to the bottom of the steps. "We need to get you armor."
"I would break it weekly from how often people shoot at me."
"Perhaps, but I would rather have broken armor than a broken servant."
You gasp audibly and move a hand to your mouth. "If I didn't know any better I would start to think you were worried about me."
Kanako to her credit merely arches her brow. "It has come to my attention you have not quite yet learned how to master speed in flight."
You open your mouth to ask her what she is talking about just as the burst of wind sends you flying off the mountain. At least she was kind enough to give you enough lift that you can activate your flight card before you go tumbling down the waterfall.
- - -
Once your 'lesson' is over you settle in a position just behind and to the left of the war goddess. It is a slow pace, and Kanako surprisingly seems to be in no actual hurry as you go along.
A group of Kappa are working at the base of the lake. Well, "working," it looks more like fishing with a small group off to the side having a sumo match. A few tengu flit in and out of the forest as well, given their arms and general lack of coordination it seems the Tengu are out in force hunting today.
Most hunters tend to prefer the evening and morning, but you suppose when you have better eyesight than your prey and can fly it doesn't really matter.
Turning your attention back to the goddess, she slightly banks to take you perpendicular to the human village without ever actually going over it. The forest gives way to rolling hills as you start to make your way past it and what used to be the train station.
The humans are out working their farms, as to be expected. The spring crop has already been planted and now they are just in a stage of maintenance. Your eyes drift over this all a moment before you return your attention to Kanako. She has a calm expression on her face, and the paper decorations on her rope flap idly in the breeze. The sword rattles ever so slightly at her side, and she idly moves a hand to steady it, the bracelet on her wrist glinting in the light as she does so.
"You know, I don't believe you ever told me the story of that bracelet."
The goddess slowly turns her gaze towards you, then at the bracelet in question.
"I did not." She answers simply.
"I kind of want to hear it."
The goddess smirks ever so slightly and looks back ahead. "You are a very brazen servant, demanding stories of mine."
"I asked, not demanded… and I am but a sad and hurting fox, please distract me from my pain with the tales of your glories, Best Goddess."
A snort escapes Kanako and you can't help but smile as you pull up alongside her.
"Then tell me the tale of your ring, I have noted you never remove it."
You glance down at the ring in question. "It was a gift from my father, something to mark me as being ready to go off on my own and represent the clan. My father was a good man, and taught me everything he knew about Illusions… It felt wrong to ever take it off so I really haven't, it doesn't have any special properties or anything though."
"Relics do not need special properties to be treasured." She lifts her wrist and the bracelet glints in the sun's light once again. "This was a war trophy gifted by a loyal follower of mine. It is a simple thing but it serves to remind me of my past… and those who helped form my legacy. The man who gave it, Keitaro, was one of my first samurai."
You stare at it a moment before looking her in the eyes. "What happened to him? If you don't mind me asking?"
Kanako thankfully smiles. "He died peacefully of age surrounded by family and loved ones, his line was still continuing up until the 1400's when I lost track of them."
You smile back. "I've always wondered what that was like, to have the concept of… the ephemeral. It tends to apply a certain rush to everything from what I've seen. I only have my tails to show for my age and those are more bait than anything at this point in my life."
The goddess shrugs. "That is the journey of mortals, we have our own."
… You can't help but wonder what Mume would think of that, but you keep that to yourself.
- - -
You both land at the edge of the forest, the trail marked with puddles that will probably not evaporate very quickly due to the heavy canopy that makes up this place. The goddess looks at it all clinically before turning to you. "Do you have any preference as to whom we seek out first?"
… You are surprised she asked.
Chapter 119: Eternal Victim
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"How about Mokou first? She's a bit closer by the standards of this forest, and she is a good friend of Keine from what I've gathered. Eientei is still a wildcard, but we at least know where Mokou stands."
Kanako crosses her arms and tilts her head ever so slightly. Her eyes search the forest a moment before she nods. "Either choice would work, though Suwako would be perturbed if we damaged her gift before delivery."
"Then try to avoid getting into any fights, oh mighty god of war."
The goddess throws you a smirk somewhere between 'cocky' and 'proud' as she starts walking again. "I can more than handle any immortal Shinshi, though if we are to come into combat today I will be most disappointed as well if the gift receives any damage."
You pull up alongside her, hands in your pockets as you make your way into the forest besides your work partner. You let an easygoing smile slip onto your face as you take a moment to decide your reply. "I would beseech my glorious and all powerful goddess for protection, I am but a pitiful fox only kept around for my good looks and skill at diplomacy." You then raise a hand to tap at the box resting in your chest pocket. "And being a pack mule I suppose."
"Do I need to drag you back to the mountain so that I may throw you off of it again?" The goddess asks with a rather… dangerous tone to her voice, and you sense that if you answer this question incorrectly she may just try it.
"I hardly think that necessary. What experience do you have with Mokou?"
"Little, the immortal keeps to herself. Suwako knows little of her either."
You look at the goddess a moment before turning your attention to the path ahead again. "Could be a useful diplomatic ally then, assuming the Moriya hasn't done something to annoy her that I am not aware of. I wasn't told of the Underground Incident for a while… you may have used this forest for target practice without my knowledge."
"Had I there wouldn't be a forest le-"
The goddess trails off, her gaze hardening as she takes in the sight in front of her.
… You are sad to admit you were so focused on your conversation you hadn't noticed it either, though given your 'gifts' you are rather immune to the feel of the heat. The forest a good thirty or so yards in front of you is burning, and well at that. The sound of cracking bamboo fills the air along with the pops and crackling of the blaze.
It goes back a ways, though how you managed to miss that from the air… confounds you. That and you should have certainly noticed it earlier, despite your conversation with Kanako.
"So… you did use the forest for target practice."
Said goddess looks over the flames, her expression flat. Without a word she swings her hand up violently, her palm flat towards the sky as a gust of wind erupts. It charges forward, curving up slightly into the trees as it passes over the flames. The flames disperse instant, the oxygen snuffed out, leaving nothing but faint embers and remnants of the burning bamboo.
Impact craters litter the ground previously covered by fire, turned up durn and blasted trees the sign of a battle having happened recently. Beyond it is a familiar house… thankfully not on fire. The ground around it has some scorch marks, but other than that it looks surprisingly intact and undamaged. The door to the home is opened, and through it you can see a familiar figure shuffling around inside.
"Our quarry." Kanako says quietly.
"Seems to be, lets hope she isn't feeling particularly punchy."
You walk together through the embers and burnt out section of the forest and enter into the clearing. The smell of smoke is fresh in the air, your nose twitching as the scent does its best to annoy you.
Thankfully as you approach Mokou's abode the scent fades to a tolerable, though still annoying, level. The immortal in question has her back to you both as you approach, her shirt is gone, revealing a series of burn wounds across her back and her arms. Her modesty is protected by a chest wrapping, and she is currently rubbing some form of ointment along the wounds as best she can.
You both stop at the door, the immortal still not having noticed either of you as she tends to her wounds. Some of the wounds along her back are particularly… bad, bone is visible through burnt and blackened skin, though as you watch it is slowly sealing itself back up, the skin stretching and regrowing like an extremely advanced version of your own regeneration.
… It is still less than pleasant to look at, though you've had more than enough experience dealing with burn victims that you can ignore it. The goddess to your left is unsurprisingly unperturbed, and she raises a hand to knock against the wood frame of the door.
Mokou turns her head back immediately, her right hand bursting into flames as she does so. A fierce look on her face that transitions to a frown as she recognizes the both of you. "The fuck do you two want?"
Friendly as ever I see, you dart your eyes to the goddess only to see she has a small smile on her face. "We have come to speak with you, but first, do you require any assistance?"
"Yeah, close the damn door."
Kanako's smile grows and she steps through, motioning with her hand for your to follow. Once you do she closes it behind her and walks the rest of the way into the home. You are… fairly certain Kanako got the subtext in that statement, but you doubt she cared.
Mokou for her part doesn't see fit to raise the issue, instead she merely lets out a grunt of annoyance before returning to the tending of her wounds. "Talk."
You take a moment to look around the house as you continue; it's a small home, and rather unfurnished for the most part. The floor is a hard wood with burn marks about, a small fireplace just next to Mokou, and besides that a bed. It's a simple thing, nothing more than a wooden slat with padding.
Mokou herself sits just before a desk, a series of bandages and ointments set out upon it, along with what looks like needles and thread. A small series of books rest in a small shelf just above it… and in between a pair of tomes is a familiar looking purple orb.
You look over at the goddess again and she gives you a small nod, you take that as your cue and step forward, hands resting in your pockets to give yourself an appearance of being non-threatening. "We were seeking information about the new incident, we were hoping as an associate with Keine you may have heard something. We are working with her so we thought we would check up on you as well… my apologies if we came at a bad time."
The fire in her hand finally snuffs itself, the frown disappearing to be replaced with an expression that is a fascinating mix between 'annoyance' and 'exhaustion'. "Yeah she mentioned. So what the fuck are the Moriya going to do about it, going try and take my orb as well?"
You give her an appraising look then make a point of looking at the wounds along her back. "As well?"
"Yeah, Futo, kept throwing flame around and tossing plates. Kicked her back out of the forest with her ass on fire. That why your here, to make a grab for it too?"
Kanako steps forward. "We have already explained the reason for our visit. We are seeking information and would be thankful if you could provide it."
Mokou looks over her arm a moment, then turns around on the seat. A large bandage is on her stomach, the white fabric stained a deep red. She gives you both a small smile before pushing herself up with a grunt. "Well you are both full of shit, but sure. Information." She looks back towards the shelf a moment before leaning back against the desk. "Don't know anything, found the thing in my backyard, since then I've had two people come by to try and take it. Don't really care neither, but if you're around it means your here for the third try."
… Does everyone in Gensokyo believe you are here to start a fight.
The immortal raises both of her hands, flames dancing along the tips. "So either start something or get the fuck out."
You see Kanako shifting her stance out of the corner of your eye.
Crap.
Chapter 120: Greatest Failure
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You slowly turn your head towards the goddess, and give her your best 'let me try something' look. It is a look she thankfully knows well at this point, and she doesn't make any move to respond to Mokou's… diplomacy.
You have met people like Mokou before; not immortals of course, but the sort who live on the outskirts of society and wish to be left alone. You don't know for sure that is the case with Mokou specifically, but she reminds you of more than one recluse you've met.
Leaning back slightly away from Mokou your return your gaze to the white-haired woman. You relax your posture, making yourself seem less threatening and more easy-going. "We apologize if we caused any offence, we are merely seeking information about the incident like we have with Keine. If you wish for us to leave we certainly can… however we were just hoping to speak and work with you."
Mokou stares at you, hard, but before she can respond in any fashion Kanako speaks.
"Indeed, we have come for diplomatic reasons, not to start a battle. Such things are the domain of lesser shrines and overly aggressive fools… fools that you have dealt with already. We do not wish to take your property, we are merely seeking to get to the bottom of this incident."
The fact that Kanako said that with a straight face surprises you, the fact that she said it with such conviction makes you inwardly dance with glee that she is turning into a good bullshitting partner.
The goddess plants her hands on her hips, her head tilting slightly to the right. "If I had wished to take your orb I would have simply attacked you upon spotting it, such is my reputation, is it not?"
"Suppose so; you lot don't ask nicely." Mokou looks at the goddess, her expression begets a myriad of emotion, annoyance being the most obvious and prevalent… though you don't fail to catch the barest hint of amusement there as well. "Unlike me, so could you 'please' get the hell out of my fucking house. I'll let Keine know if I see anything, but I can't be assed to climb up that fucking mountain."
You'd rather she not either way, in the forest? Kanako is avoiding the fight for diplomatic reasons… on the shrine it would be fair game and frankly you don't want any fights on the shrine that aren't confined to to safe, easily repaired sparring rings.
You give Mokou a friendly smile and bow slightly. "Thank you, Keine has been a good ally and a friend to us."
Mokou nods her head then looks at you each in turn. "So are you fucking leaving or what?"
---
Your footsteps are just slightly out of sync as you make your way back down the dirt path towards Eientei. The goddess has a flat expression on her face, though whether she is thinking about the previous conversation you couldn't really say.
"Well," you grin and stretch your arms above your head, "Mokou is remarkably easy to get along with all things considered?"
"Is she now?" Kanako turns her head slightly, but doesn't quite look at you.
"Indeed, she's like a slightly more grumpy… well, you."
That gets her head to fully turn towards you much like a cannon towards a peasant, a playful smirk you have seen her wear more and more on her face. "I am many things shinshi, grumpy is not one of them. I am merely efficient and to the point."
"Also surprisingly good at bullshittng, color me surprised you didn't make a move towards the orb. I was going to support you if you did but… I'm surprised you so easily left it with Mokou."
The smirk grows to the point of showing her fangs, both of them normally hidden and her serpentine eyes flash in the rapidly changing light. Clouds have started to move back in and the scent of rain is on the distant air. "We have naught to lose; the orb is in safe hands and we know where it is, Mokou is no slouch in combat and if someone actually takes it we shall find out quickly through Keine. On the other hand, if we instigated a fight with Mokou it would cast aside Keine, who would think less of our mission and goals… we are the new protectors of the Human Village and we must act as such."
"A role we have basically fallen into," you reply, lowering your arms back down to your sides. "But fair enough, I'm happy to avoid a fight either way, I've got a bribe to deliver."
"It is a gift shinsh-"
"HELP! HEEEEEELP!"
You both pause mid stride as a female voice echoes through the forest coming from the right roughly… fifty meters away or so. Your heads turn as one towards the noise, and you both start walking once more.
"Trap?"
"Given the circumstances, almost certainly."
You turn your head from the noise towards the goddess. "Should we ignore it?"
Kanako thinks on the suggestion a moment before nodding her head. "We have somewhere to be."
The voice calls out again as you walk past, but you both ignore it, and in the span of a minute you find yourselves approaching the open gate of Eientei. The place is quite busy; swarmed with rabbit youkai hopping about the grounds, playing and laughing like children.
… Par for the course for rabbit youkai, to be honest. A few of them look up at you curiously as you approach, though only for a moment before they return to their games. You are just about to cross the threshold of the property together when a figure darts past with a rush of wind.
Dirt erupts from the ground as the newcomer digs their feet into the earth to come to a stop, their back and head is completely hidden by a red cloak, though they are quite short from the look of things.
They turn around and the first thing you notice is a pair of tucked up rabb-
It's Tewi. She's sniffling audibly and staring at you with red eyes moist. "How cruel to ignore a maiden in need!"
You arch a brow. "That is the oldest fox trick in the book, which is rather impressive as nobody actually bothered to write it down. If someone wandered around this forest screaming 'help' they honestly deserve whatever would happen to them."
The rabbit's sniffling stops immediately and she adopts a pout. "The Moriya aren't any fun."
You shrug your shoulders and move to step past Tewi, only to find a small arm rising up to press against your chest. It serves to stop forward momentum immediately, your shoes digging a rivet in the ground from the sudden stop. You glance down to see the rabbit youkai smirking.
"I can't let someone in Eientei that would just ignore a maiden in need."
You have precisely three seconds before Kanako blows this rabbit into the forest. She's surprisingly strong, but she's still a rabbit. So you say the first thing that comes to mind. "The rabbits of Moff Rell say hello."
The hand drops the moment you mention the bunny cafe you visited in Akihibara, a look of delicious confusion coming onto the rabbit youkai's face. "Wha-"
You brush past her immediately, Kanako following close behind as you make your way across the yard towards the clinic. The rabbit youkai makes no further move to stop you, and you glance back just as you enter the building to see her studying you carefully, her head tilted like a curious child before you lose sight of her by walking into the building.
Turning your attention forward again, you see the clinic in the same state it was the last time you were here. Including Reisen being parked behind the counter working on some papers, the rabbit looking up at you with a look that changes quickly from curiosity to worry upon noticing Kanako.
A large pack sits behind her, resting on the wall, the same one you saw her carrying all those months ago, atop it sits a shawl and straw hat… though you aren't sure if she has put it away for the day or is about to take it out.
Kanako walks up and stops just short of the desk. One hand rests on her hand while the other is placed onto the wooden countertop. "Where are Kaguya and Eirin?"
Reisen blinks, clearly at a loss to this whole situation. "They are both in Princess Kaguya's stud-"
"Thank you," Kanako immediately turns right away from the desk and begins making her way down the hall. Reisen stands up to reach for her before realizing there isn't much she can do to actually stop the war goddess. You give the other rabbit youkai an apologetic look before you move to follow the goddess down the hall, Reisen slumping back into her seat as you leave.
… You feel rather bad for her, she seems stressed. But you have a goddess to follow at the moment.
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The first thing you hear once you begin walking past the hallway is the gentle sound of a stringed instrument. The sound is coming from the general direction of Kaguya's room, though you couldn't actually hear it until you began making your way down this hallway, as if it were waiting for your arrival.
You cannot see the player, but just from the notes you can tell the mood. The strings sing low in key and slow in tempo, the melody melancholy and remorseful… but also reminiscent in some ways, it quickly drowns out your footsteps as you walk, and it takes your mind back to the earlier days in history that you witnessed.
It only gets louder as you make your way down the hallway until you finally reach the door to Kaguya's study. It has slowed in tempo, the notes in the air trailing off as Kanako reaches up to slide the door open. She doesn't knock, but she hardly ever does.
The first thing you see is Eirin, the woman is sitting in a small chair overlooking the moonscape that makes up Kaguya's 'balcony'. In her lap sits an erhu, the bow held still just above the strings as she looks towards the door. Across from her is Kaguya, the princess has a book in her hands, forgotten much like the erhu as she looks towards the intruders as well.
The study is identical to the last time you were here, barring perhaps a chair or the like moved around. The only major difference is the room being unlit, the lanterns hung around doused in favor of allowing the 'moonlight' to filter into the room, giving the entire space a faint blue hue.
Eirin's expression is flat, though you don't see any trace of annoyance at being interrupted… nor curiosity from your appearance. Meanwhile Kaguya smiles gently, the book being gently set aside before she stands from her seat.
"Unexpected guests, to what do we owe the pleasure?" The princess tucks her hands into her sleeves before stepping into the room. She glides in, the length of the robes concealing her steps as she makes her way inside.
"Our apologies for the unexpected visit." You bow respectfully before placing your hands behind your back.
A giggle like a musical chime escapes Kaguya, one hand rising to cover her mouth as she does so. "Do not, it is rare we receive such guests, so it is always a pleasure."
Eirin sets the erhu aside and sits up herself, she's thankfully not wearing a military uniform this time, though you do watch her discreetly as she makes her way into the room. You aren't sure if she remembers the dream like Remilia did.
The princess lowers her hands back down again and looks at you both in turn. "To what do we owe said pleasure?"
Kanako steps forward, she doesn't bow but… well, Kanako doesn't bow to anybody. "The Moriya are investigating the current incident and wished to ask if Eientei has heard anything."
Kaguya looks at Kanako a moment before turning her gaze to Eirin.
The doctor shakes her head. "I have had no patients mention it, nor has Reisen reported anything."
Kaguya turns back, looking apologetic. "Eientei does but only rarely gets involved with incidents, this is about the… orbs correct?"
"Yes, we were hoping to find out more about them." You nod and step forward, your hands returning to your front to produce the small box from your breast pocket. "Suwako could not make it, and sent a gift in her stead."
Kaguya's eyes widen noticeably and the princess steps forward to gently take it. An eager smile on her face as she tucks it into one of her sleeves. "Thank you for the gift, please extend my thanks to Suwako as well."
You smile back and turn your attention to Eirin. "And I wish to thank you once again for your assistance in the incident all those months ago, I still carry those syrettes around for emergencies."
Eirin smiles, though only slightly. "It is good they worked, however Eientei shall not be getting involved with the brewing incident on this occasion."
… There was something there when she said that, something hidden, though you aren't quite sure what.
Kanako looks at the doctor carefully before nodding her head. "Understood, then we shan't bother you further." You then watch as the goddess turns around on the spot and walks out of the room.
You watch her leave, rather… unsure whether you should immediately chase after her before bowing once again to both Eirin and Kaguya and doing just that. By the time you step out of the doorway the goddess is already making her way down the hall, and by the time you catch up she is back out the door and into the yard. Tewi is gone, but the multitudes of rabbits are still running around without the slightest care in the world.
None pay either of you any mind, and it is only once you are past the gates does Kanako slow down. She casts her gaze back, serpentine eyes focused on the building. "Hide our conversation."
You wave your hand, and now to anyone observing you are merely talking about the oncoming rainstorm. "What are you thinking?"
Kanako continues staring at the building. "Kaguya seemingly speaks true… yet Eirin is hiding something."
A crack of thunder sounds out and with the sound of water hitting leaves it begins to rain. It doesn't bother either of you, though the rabbits all duck for cover into the wood.
"Everyone is hiding something, it's just a matter of whether or not it is a threat to us, at the very least we got Mokou somewhat onto our side… so that's progress."
The goddess hums audibly. "Progress indeed, let us return to the shrine for now and await the others return."
---
Suwako and Sanae returned by dinnertime, the research into the orb having apparently taken longer than expected before they finally moved onto the Human Village… and from there they don't have much to report besides the fact that there was apparently a fight there. Nothing they were involved in, apparently Ichirin (a nun working for the Buddhists) got into a fight with Nitori, both apparently seeking orbs.
By all accounts Nitori won the fight, and thankfully the damage in the Human Village was minimal… however now you are rather worried that the Kappa may be after the orbs as well, at least, you don't particularly know Nitori's motives. The other religions are obvious, they desire to claim incidents just as much as the Moriya do.
But the Kappa are a wildcard, they have never made any overt grabs for power that you are aware of. Nitori was involved in Hopeless Masquerade… but her motives there were for profit.
It's something you'll have to figure out either way, on top of that more and more Urban Legends are popping up around the village. But thankfully you haven't had a dropbear or the like attempt to jump you upon returning to your house. Though by most standards you may as well be an urban legend yourself.
It's more and more to do, though at this point you just want to sleep more than anything, and it doesn't take much more than you laying down into the blankets bef-
Oh goddesses damn it.
You blink as you stare up at the infinite expanse of white above it, in the span of the second it took you to lay your head down onto the pillow your physiology decided that it was time to sleep, and with sleep came a dream.
You lift yourself up from your laying position, the expanse of white is quite infinite forwards and backwards as well. Unlike the vast majority of dreams this one has not seen fit to create a landscape for you to witness as you make your 'selection', instead this whole scene is sterile…
But at least you have a friend. Standing just beside you is a green figure, the silhouette of a shrine maiden looking around, or at least mimicking such an action. She still has no 'features', but she is still as well defined as the last time you saw her.
"Good evening, haven't seen you in awhile, here for a visit?"
The figure glances down and offers a hand, and without any hesitation on your part you take it. The appendage is surprisingly warm… though you wouldn't exactly describe what you are holding as 'skin'.
She pulls you up gently and you smile at her before looking around. Around you are a series of five doors, each open and revealing… shock of all shocks, different landscapes.
The first door reveals a cherry blossom garden, the trees going on for miles upon miles it seems, though the focus of the image is that of a katana sitting on a tree stump.
The second is a field of flames never ending. In the distance you can see some form of gargantuan contraption… though of what form you cannot make out. You can hear screams distant, and they sound pained.
The third is a familiar scene, a cave overlooking a coastal village, heavy breathing fills the background along with smoke slowly filtering out.
The fourth is of a temple… though not one you recognize. The sound of chanting fills the air as you focus on it, it reminds you of buddhist prayers, though you never much paid any attention to the religion to know which ones exactly.
The fifth is of a slowly winding river, a familiar boat bobbing gently in the water tied to the shore. It is a scene you've witnessed before in these dreams, however it was one you never chose.
---
You stare at all of them in turn, but each and every time you allow your gaze to wander for more than a second you find it inexorably returning to stare at the winding river. It is a landscape you have seen before, yet now more than ever you feel an inexplicable draw towards it, like a distant voice just out of hearing calling your name. And the river itself is hypnotic in its own way, as if the entire body of water is an optical illusion, rippling and waving wherever you aren't looking.
A pleasant enough place to die, if you get jumped in there. Admittedly that hasn't happened for quite some time, but you damn well know your own luck at this point. Frankly, it is a miracle Hina doesn't come by more often to see you, or perhaps that too is a curse.
You slowly turn your head to regard the figure, the 'ghost' looking at the various options. With a raised hand you point towards the winding river. "Do you want to come along?" The figure slinks back a little, you obviously can't see her face, but the body language speaks of… fear, and not a small amount at that.
"Suit yourself. If I don't come back let Sanae know, if you can do that anyway."
You stick your hands in your pockets and walk forward, one foot stepping through the threshold before the landscape itself swallows you, the door disappearing like it was never there to begin with as you find your feet on a grassy hill overlooking the river.
A change in the air occurs immediately and your nose twitches involuntarily. The air is… saccharine to the point of being overpowering. It floods your senses and demands attention, but it is not a sweet scent that anyone would truly find comforting or pleasant. This is the scent of putrescence; the sickening smell of a morgue. You can only be grateful it's temporary, and by the time the transition completes between one realm and the next it has been replaced by the scent of flowers and cool air.
The scent comes from no specific source, and is pleasant but unidentifiable, even to your senses. You easily ignore it as you cast your gaze down the hill towards the riverbank. The air is dry despite the closeness of the river, and true to what you saw on the outside the water itself isn't actually moving. Ripples and tiny waves hang in the water, as if someone took the scene before you and paused it midmotion. The sound of the water still permeates, the skipping sound of water moving across rocks or lapping on the shoreline filling the air… even though there is no evidence to such in your vision.
Despite the time-frozen waters the boat in the middle still bobs up and down, rocking and shifting in an ever-gentle fashion. The rope that holds it to the shore is slack and unbothered by the unseen currents. A short distance from it on the shoreline is a woman, not visible from the door. She has rose pink hair and is dressed in a white and blue dress that tapers off at the knees. Her eyes are closed… but what is most fascinating is the scythe currently resting besides her on the ground. It is heavily curved and visibly sharp even from here, though with the fact that the woman is laying on the ground with her hands behind her head you aren't particularly worried about it.
Well that, and the fact you know where you are now. You stare at the woman laying on the riverbank and say the words softly. "Ferrywoman ferrywoman, might I cross the river?"
A grunt sounds from the woman and her head slowly turns on the grass. Her eyes flicker open to reveal red eyes just a shade darker than her hair. She observes you for a moment before her hand rises to her mouth to cover a yawn, when she speaks it is with a pronounced tired drawl.
"Yer not dead yet, Ayumu Shinjo."
Your breath hitches momentarily before you recover. "You know my name."
"Ayumu Shinjo, age 488, fox beast." The woman lets out another yawn and pats the grass beside her. "Take a seat, ah read yer paperwork."
You walk forward, your steps more uncertain than you'd like before you take a seat next to her. The grass flattens under your weight but much like the air it is bone dry. "I have paperwork?"
"Yep." The woman gives a one word answer before turning her gaze towards the sky. Her chest rises and falls with light breathing, though she isn't audibly doing as such. It's just one of many things about this whole scene that are… off.
The woman seems to be in no mood to talk, and you don't know how to… approach what you would want to say, so instead you turn your gaze towards the water. The surface is glassy, and now that you are close you can see it is fairly clear. Through it you can see creatures move about; not fish, but alien forms that flicker in the corner of your vision and dive when you look to them. Real enough that you know they are there, but evasive enough you can't grasp their shape.
This goes on for several minutes, you staring at the water and casting furtive glances over to the woman. Once you do finally speak… it's mostly filler, even to your own ears. "With how crazy things have been I wasn't sure if I would be seeing the Sanzu. There was a time I wished for it, though I never had the bravery to go after it. Not truly."
The ferrywoman's eyes flick over to you a moment before she lets out a sigh and sits up. As she does so… the world changes immediately. The water's previously still wakes start moving, the sound now syncing up. It is not a fast moving river, but the crystal clear quality is lost as the boat starts to bob just a slight touch more intensely.
Laughter fills the air, and your head turns to the left to see a group of children by the waterbank, they are having a little game of stacking rocks. Beyond then off in the distance you can see another ferry working, the driver of the boat is indistinct, as is the figure being carried over.
"The afterlife is overrated, if people keep comin' over means ah'm too busy."
Your head turns back to look at the woman, a gentle smile on her face as she looks into your eyes. She speaks a moment later, her voice friendly ."Komachi."
"... Ayumu, as you already know."
Komachi nods her head and slowly stands up, the scythe lifting up from the ground a moment later to float into her grip. "Ah cannot take ya across, but ah can answer the question."
"I…"
You draw in a breath.
"Does… does she.."
Your eyes flick up to the reaper standing above you, a flat expression on her face. "Is she happy?"
'Does she forgive me.'
'Do they understand.'
'Have I made a mi-'
"Akiya Shinjo is in the afterlife with her family. Every night she rests, and in the morning she wakes up to see the smiling faces of her mother and father."
A smile breaks out on your face, wide and obvious. That's good, you had always hoped she would cross over, despite your failings. "Is… can I see her?" A hope fills you, one you haven't honestly felt in a long time, would she even want to see you?
"The living and the dead… cannot mix, you cannot see her, not yet." Komachi stares at you wordlessly, a look of pity on her face as the scythe shifts in her hands.
Oh… Your eyes dart back down to the ground. She's happy, that much is good, but she is in a place you cannot reach. She is somewhere with your parents and your people, living the life she should have had.
But you cannot be there.
You dealt with her assailants, centuries later. But she will not know that until the day you as well cross over. All because you weren't good enough to get her out of the village. Because you failed her. If you hadn't clung to life to stubbornly, lived so aimlessly… if you had gone the route of Takeshi you could hav-
Flames dance across your vision, the grass around you alighting. The grass curls back immediately, ghostly faces appearing and disappearing in the flames, the dead that you failed to join.
A pit forms in your stomach and you feel sick. They were all there, waiting for you. You look back up at Komachi, who spares you a pitying glance.
"I… I have to…" The taste of iron fills your mouth as a harsh stabbing pain hits you in the chest.
The sound of fire drowns out all the noise and the smell of smoke fills your nose, you blink, and are no longer on the riverbank. Heat, an inescapable heat covers your form and the smell of burning flesh hits your senses.
When your eyes refocus you are back in your room, flames bursting from your hands and searing your chest. A scream escapes you, bestial and angry as you rip your flaming claws out of your ribs. You failed her.
There's no hiding that.
A form rises out of the floor, blond hair and golden eyes looking at you in alarm. "Ayumu are y-" Her words die in her mouth, the curse god's mouth open wide as she stares at your bloody fingers. The wound is black, your flaming hand cauterizing the edges of the wound even as your claws touch your ribs.
You open your mouth to speak, to give some sort of explanation, but before you can do any of that the goddess fades back into the floor, leaving you to your own failure.
You pull the hand off of your chest, the flames uncontrollable as it lands onto the floor. Your push up, the floor sparking as you rise onto unsteady feet. A laugh fills your ears, a child's laugh. You… you have to leave.
Everyone is waiting for you.
You don't want to die.
A figure stands before the door, a single tail still behind her as she looks up at you. Her face is scarred and burnt. "Ayumu?"
Akiya is waiting for you.
You don't want to die.
You step forward, your feet stumbling as you walk through the figure and towards the threshold. "Ayumu!"
You don't want to die.
Aki-
A new figure steps through the door and grabs your hand. It's tall, and it grabs your wrist. You feel a buffeting wind and the foxfire dies immediately.
"... Ayumu."
You blink, the voice is…
The face of Kanako is staring down at you, she's far outside of her normal goddess outfit, wearing no more than a loose shirt and a pair of shorts along with a sword strapped to her side. Her expression isn't annoyance, anger, or anything else like that. Instead it is clear worry and… pity.
She steps forward, entering your room without a word and dropping your wrist. With a flick of her hand the scattered fires snuff out, the heat fading away, leaving behind naught but a warm breeze and a searing pain in your chest.
Once satisfied the fire has died she looks back at you. Her face searches yours before she gently pushes you down into a sitting position, the goddess lowers herself to her knees as she looks over the injury. "A bad wound, do you wish to talk about it?"
"I…" Your mouth is dry, dryer than you've remembered it being for many months.
Your eyes sting, something warm runs down your face to hit your lap. "I'm… sorry to have woken you up. It was a dream, Akiya and I-"
You swallow the lump in your throat. "I was supposed to get her out of the village, it was the last thing my mother ever asked of me and I… failed her."
Kanako slowly reaches a hand forward to place it behind your head, then with a soft and gentle motion she pulls you against her shoulder. "You have nothing to apologize for Ayumu, nor have you failed as direly as you yourself believe. Were we all bound by our past failings I would not be here as a goddess today, and I do not believe you to have made any so grievous as to take your own life for."
You do not remember for how long you cried, but by the time you pull yourself back from her shoulder you feel more than a little embarrassed by the whole situation. The goddess for her part has a kind smile on her face, one rarely seen on her countenance. "Are you alright my servant?"
With a nod of your head you slowly push yourself back up to you feet, your eyes glancing around the room. Burn marks abound, but nothing appears really damaged, it is fortunate that Suwako got Kanako. Was that why she left? You know she can speak to Kanako from afar.
Why did she leave?
Something to consider… but right now you don't really care.
"I dreamt of the Sanzu" You slowly turn your head back to look at Kanako. "My sister… is happy, apparently. She moved on with the rest of my family, being a youkai however she will never reincarnate, I shall not see that paradise and be with her again until the day I die."
Kanako pushes herself up as well, the blade at her side clinking at she moves. "For some what they receive in heaven is what they lost in life, but you still have some living to do yet shinshi, and from what you have told me of her I doubt she would wish you to visit her in such a manner."
You stare at her, unsure as of what to say, when you do speak it was something you didn't particularly mean to utter. "Have you… seen heaven?"
Kanako's smile widens. "Once, I was permitted. I am afraid I cannot say to you what I saw, as heaven tailors itself to the viewer. The celestials above live in it to a form, but as there are many hells there are many heavens as well."
You couldn't explain why if you were asked, but the thought of that dissolves the pit in your stomach that has been present for the past few minutes. "Still… apologies, I didn't plan on waking you up, though I must ask if you sleep with your sword."
The goddess blinks and looks down at the blade, there's a pregnant pause before the goddess answers. "Suwako awoke me from a dream."
… Oh.
A silence passes between the two of you, and look around the room; burn marks and blood, as well as a few scratches. You'll need to repair all of this before Sanae wakes. "I… wish to see my sister again, but I do not wish to die."
"Would that you did you would have long claimed such an end already, you have had no shortage of chances in Gensokyo." With a clink that makes your head turn back Kanako sets the sword down against the door, with familiar smirk on her face the goddess rolls up her sleeves. "Come now, discuss with me the plans for the morrow while we clean up. Lest my daughter have more than a few questions of you in the morning."
Yeah, best not give Sanae a reason to wish you were dead more than you already have.
Chapter 121: Hurt and Haru
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You stare up at the ceiling, the wooden panels unfortunately offering you none of the secrets of the universe, in fact they don't offer you anything at all. They've refused the past two hours you've been staring at them, so you don't expect them to start anytime soon. It's not that you aren't tired, hell the Moriya have actually managed to keep you constantly tired even when you aren't particularly busy, you just have no desire in any form of dreaming again tonight.
Your hand moves up to rub at the wound on your chest. It stings to the touch, and you let out an involuntary hiss before gently moving the hand away to rest on the floor. That's going to take a while to heal, especially without Sanae's assistance. Your regeneration is good, but there are limits, especially when you've both pierced and burned yourself at that depth.
The hand moves to block the scant traces of moonlight coming through the window. The sun has yet to rise, but the moon is already retreating out of view. A half night of sleep might have been nice, but no… you push yourself up from your bed with a groan. You didn't want to take a chance on another dream, it's a good thing Suwako didn't try to knock you back out when she found you like she did. It would have probably started a fight, one you would have most certainly lost, but in your state it may have been nasty.
Though the whole situation raises the uncomfortable question as to why Suwako ran and got Kanako instead of helping you. The thought as you move to grab your clothes leaves a bad taste in your mouth, not for what Suwako did but for the fact that the thought of Akiya being around was enough for you to attempt to literally rip your own heart out.
Perhaps a few months back a dream such as that would have led to your own death, but if you truly wished to die you wouldn't have come to Gensokyo. The goddesses and Sanae can bitch at you all they want, you don't wish to die. You may not give a damn about your own safety at this point in your life, but suicide has never actually been a concern. If you wished as such you would have merely stayed in Tokyo.
You push the door open and step outside into the damp spring air. It's humid, this high up, the taste of moisture fresh in the air. Your eyes trace the shrine, it's curving roof to the lone figure standing at the highest point, Suwako. The sun has only just started hinting at its rise, faint streaks of red peeking over the curve of the earth. You watch it for a moment before crossing the yard towards the bathroom.
You have a family again, and you won't let anyone take it away. Not even yourself.
- - -
Rubbing it hurt, the water hitting the wound burns like hellfire. It's scabbed over, but the skin is still very raw. You stare down at it as the water runs down your back, your claws extending and retracting as you size the wound. The room took a little over an hour to clean, less because the damage was extensive and more because you didn't want to leave any evidence for Sanae to find out that anything had happened. The poor girl worries enough, you don't want to cause her even more grief than you already have.
You step out of the shower and dry yourself off, with your skin wet the wound is difficult to see… with a quick application of illusion it becomes impossible. The effect is immediate and only takes a miniscule amount of concentration to keep active. It doesn't do anything for the others of course, but Sanae has already born witness to those.
After a shave you make your way out of the room and down the hall. The rooms are dark and nobody is awake except for Suwako, not that you actually see the goddess anywhere inside. Just you know by now that she never really 'sleeps'. The boxes are still spread about the main hall, all organized at this point but with nowhere to really put them besides the armory. You stare at the space a moment, the moonlight gone and the sunlight too weak to illuminate the room and reveal the mural against the far wall without enhanced vision. In the poor light the pastel reds of Kanako's dress and the flowing white of Suwako's robe seen to move ever so slightly with each glance of the eye, shimmering like water.
You stare at it only a brief moment longer before making your way through the hall and into the kitchen. It's empty as expected, and in quick order you start getting breakfast going. Eggs and bacon is a simple meal, but one that has proven most effective at providing energy for all the fights you get into on a weekly basis. Sure, these past few months you've actually been decent at avoiding everything except sparring matches, but now however an incident has begun. Various gods know that with incidents comes fox beatings.
*Crack* *Sizzle*
You stir the egg on the pan, pausing only briefly when the door opens behind you. "Good morning Suwako." Not that you actually turn around to confirm it is her, just you've learned what all the Moriya sound like when walking. Sanae walks gently but comfortable, she isn't a heavy walker but she makes no effort to hide her steps. Kanako is a natural stomper, every footfall is heavy and with purpose. Suwako is… well Suwako, the goddess prefers to teleport around the shrine but when she does walk it only barely registers on your hearing. The only reason you notice it as all is you are constantly listening out for her and the others, call it paranoia but you don't feel like being dragged into a sudden sparring match.
That and annoying Suwako by not being surprised is amusing.
You hear the door close behind you and you finally shoot a glance back, the curse goddess is staring at you, the expression on her face completely blank. "Want to help with breakfast? I didn't sleep particularly well so I wanted to get a head start on the da-"
The words die in your mouth as the goddess steps forward and places her hand on the front of your shirt. You haven't put on the suit yet, so there is only less than a millimeter separating her hand from your flesh. She stares at her hand, the only sound being the sizzling of the pan behind you.
When she speaks it is without emotion, and the drawl is only scarcely present. "Does it hurt?"
You nod your head, finding the urge to be sardonic or snarky nonexistent at present.
"The skin is tight and the wound is fresh, even with my regeneration it will take a while, but she won't notice." At the mention of your 'little sister' Suwako's eyes dart from the wound to your face.
"Ah'm sorry for leavin' so suddenly last night. ah-" The goddess trials off, her expression still blank. Her eyes look around the room as if the cabinets and cooking appliances could tell her what she should be saying. Her golden eyes inevitably find their way back to yours, and when the goddess speaks again her tone is that of clear remorse, even though her face doesn't show that emotion. "Ah don't know people all that well, ah can mimic and pretend but… ah don't really understand how the mortal mind works. Something like what ya did was alien to me, as alien as ah am to most mortals. So ah panicked and got Kanako without helpin' ya." She trails off again, her eyes not leaving yours.
You stare back. "I am… aware. And I don't really think there is anything to forgive. Kanako helped me, and you had good reasons for getting her."
Her expression still doesn't change, but the hand placed on top of your chest starts to clutch down, it isn't enough to hurt, but it is enough to be felt. "Ah ain't the best with people, ah'm the functionable diplomat only because beanpole can't do subtlety all that well and people underestimate me. But ah'm not mortal, nor do ah have the mind of one, so sometimes ah have difficulties making people understand precisely what ah'm thinkin'."
She releases her grip, and smiles. Not her usual smile, this one seems… heartfelt. "Do not be mistaken shinshi, you are ah friend, ah friend unlike many ah've had in a very long time. You've been good to us, and good to my daughter, and ah would never abandon such a person."
You consider her words a moment, then allow a matching smile to form on your face. "Want to help with breakfast?"
- - -
Kanako leans across the table, a solitary piece of bacon clutched in her grip. "Myself and our shinshi shall be experimenting with the blank spellcard he has come across, it may not lead us to any information but it is a tool we can use nevertheless." Suwako nods her head and tilts hers, both her hands holding a single piece of bacon she is chewing on slowly.
"After which," you say, picking up where Kanako left off. "We shall head to the Human Village to check on our new shrine maiden, both to see if she has heard anything… and to make a housecall in general."
The war goddess nods, popping the bacon into her mouth and chewing it quickly before speaking again. "You both shall be left to your own devices as yesterday."
Sanae and Suwako share a look before Sanae shrugs her shoulders. "Maybe look into the Taoists? While they will be… difficult, I doubt they will start a fight around Suwako, and Miko has always been polite."
Suwako muses on the idea a moment before nodding her head. "Aye, Futo's been busy, would like to know precisely what their game is, and touchin' base with the prince is always good. She's wiser than she lets on."
You feel rather nervous about that for a moment, but you've never actually detected anything resembling hostility from Miko… though to be honest you've barely had anything to do with them these past few months. The Taoists are surprisingly reclusive, they advertise in the Human Village and clash with the Buddhists from time to time, but all of their proselytizers are humans and you avoid religious conflicts as a matter of principle. Still, you'll be in the Human Village to check on Haru so it isn't like they'll be far away if they need you for some reason, though this time you'll be keeping the fox in your pocket, if they need to get a hold of Kanako and yourself Suwako has telepathy.
… That kind of trumps a dancing glass fox.
The rest of breakfast passes without much in the way of discussion that isn't small-talk. You yourself are rather eager, you haven't actually spoken to Haru since you first met her, and you don't know where she lives exactly. Sanae gave you a general direction, but you'll probably need to use your nose to sniff her out.
Ah well, busy day more than likely.
- - -
You stare at the card held in front of you, unchanged since the dream. It is still a blank white with purple '???' text along the bottom. You twist and turn it in your hands, wondering idly if the visitor you saw in your dreams has a similar card, or even has cards at all. You aren't… quite sure if it would even activate if the originator wasn't in this 'world.' "So… will this fill out if I'm near her?"
Kanako stands next to you, her shoulder lightly bumping into yours as she looks at the card. "I am not sure myself, have you attempted to activate it?"
You shake your head. "I avoid activating blank cards ever since the 'Yukari incident'."
"Do it, we require information and I am here if you need aid." The goddess places a hand on your shoulder for what you believe to be a sign of support. It feels more like she is rooting you in place so you can't run away, but you may be reading too much into it.
You stare at her a moment before shaking your head and holding the card forwards. You release your mag-
The card activates immediately with only the slightest amount of magic, and you watch as a small plastic… thing tumbles out of the light to bounce along the ground.
It lands a few feet in front of you both, and in unison you both stare down at the small object. You step forward, Kanako's hand drifting off your shoulder as you reach down to pick it up. It's… light blue and blocky, the center mass is thick and slightly slanted with a small well below that holds a trigger. There's a grip in the back and a smaller barrel of plastic sticking out of th-
It's a gun. It's a small flimsy plastic firearm. It's ludicrously light and it feels like you could crush it in your grip by accident. It's unadorned, and the plastic is rough like it was only recently shaped and sanded. You look from it towards the card… only to see the card dissolving in motes of light, flecks of white and blue float up from your hand, and in moments it is gone.
"Well that's new."
Kanako steps around you to look at the firearm from another angle. You aren't actually sure how this thing is supposed to work, the only firearms you dealt with were rifles and older style pistols. This thing doesn't have anything that slides, just a hole in the back to put ammunition by the looks of things.
"I know of a few that have used the spellcard system for object creation, however it is a rare practice and has mostly fallen out of favor." Kanako muses.
You look from the gun to the goddess, her hand is propped under her chin as she studies the weapon. "That could be abused."
"In what way?" Kanako asks, though she doesn't sound confused, more curious as to what you have in mind.
"Well, if you can create or store objects in cards… then a sufficiently paranoid person can be ready with anything; enchanted items, weapons, or even basic supplies. Carrying a dozen on your person would be obnoxious, to carry them all in spellcard form would be devastating."
The war goddess snickers. "An underhanded tactic."
"Underhandedness has served me well, it's kept me alive through the insanity that is the Moriya shrine and Gensokyo besides."
Kanako smiles and holds out her hand, "may I?"
You acquiesce, the goddess grabbing the weapon and aiming it experimentally, she wields it confidently, which given her nature doesn't surprise you… though you would be surprised to find if she had much in the way of experience with firearms. "It is crude, but made of surprisingly decent material. I would not take it into battle however, at least not as a main weapon."
She offers it back to you and you take it. "I'm not one for firearms either way, my weapon is guile and charm, I don't use blunt aggression like some people I know."
The goddess grins, swats you on the shoulder with the back of her fist and walks by you. "Ayumu, the only reason why you have been successful is that you have me to use as a role model, now let us be off, we must head to the hu-"
"My spellcards are glowing."
You cut the goddess off mid-sentence, your eyes looking down at your pocket. The light had caught your eye as you started to turn around and follow after her.
"Shinshi?"
You don't look up at the goddess, your hand slowly snakes into your pocket and pulls out your stack of cards, the fabric lighting up as they pass it by. Only one is actually glowing, but it was glowing bright enough to be seen through all the others and your pants leg. You pull it apart from the rest, your eyes stinging momentarily as the brightness is revealed in full. Your eyes adjust a moment later to read the text along the bottom.
'Enchanter's Sign - Mark of The Fox'
Suwako gave it back to you, the goddess unable to figure anything out about it after studying it. The light of the card fades before it flashes a brief gold. The light is not near as blinding, and through it you can see what appears to be a… small sketching of a fox dive from the card towards the gun in your other hand. It leaps through the air and lands on the side above the trigger, where it lands it dissolves, leaving in its place a small etching of a foxes face in gold.
Then, because you aren't squinting enough already, the gun explodes into particles of light. They float in the air a moment before they surge up your wrist and into the glass beads that make up the bracelet. It doesn't hurt, or do much of anything really, and in the span of two seconds the gun and the motes of light are gone completely. The only sign anything has happened being the card in your left hand… and the small image of the firearm that has imprinted itself on one of the glass beads.
"Well…" You slowly reach down and tap the bead with a finger, it clinks but has no other reaction. "That is new."
The sound of heavy footfalls fills your ears and you look up to see Kanako walking towards you, she stops just a foot way, her eyes locked onto the bracelet. "Fascinating…" she holds her hand forward again. "May I?"
You pop the string and hand her the bracelet, the glass orbs shining in the early morning light as she handles them.
She studies them for a good minute before nodding her head. "I do believe I know what is going on here, though it is something I've only seen once." She offers the bracelet back to you, her hands moving to her hips. "There was an engineer we worked with before we fully developed our reputation with the Kappa, she assisted in designing and testing the reactor before it was actually put into full use. She was a human, but she lived in the underground and the beings there mostly left her alone. Rika was her name, she proved to be… unstable, so we cut off all ties with her."
The goddess gestures towards the bracelet. "She had a similar system using an application of science and magic where she would implant objects into metal orbs, that upon being activated would summon the object in question. In her case it was usually tanks."
You blink. "Tanks like…"
The goddess grins wickedly. "Indeed, try to apply magic to the bead, I am curious."
You clutch the orb with the imprint between two fingers and channel magic, the sound of shattering glass sounds out immediately, the orb cracking and bursting with a flash of light before the gun appears and tumbles to the ground. You sever the magic connection the moment it hits the dirt, and with another flash of light the gun turns back into a simple glass bead sitting on the ground.
You reach down and pick it up, the design on it turning opaque in the light.
Oh… yes, that could be abusable.
- - -
The Human Village is a buzz of activity, though the only time it hasn't been, to your knowledge, is the dead of winter. Familiar carts make there way in and out of town, either empty and heading back home or full and making their way to market. Familiar faces abound as well, few you admittedly know by name, but your memory makes it so that at least you can recognize the usual people.
More than a few of said people stare at Kanako in unrestrained revenance as she walks through the gates. Not all are worshippers, but many in this village have grown to look quite fondly on the Moriya with how active and helpful you have all been recently. The praise from aiding the Human Village has mostly died off, but your continued presence and the repair of the roadside shrines has done much to make you a permanent figure in their lives.
Admittedly many such villagers you find spread their faith between all of the religions here, but still. Power is power, and you are well aware Kanako is basking in it, even if she seemingly ignores it all and makes her way inside.
You only walk a short distance into the village itself before turning left and going down a small side street. This… is the poorer section of town, and per Sanae's instruction the girl lived near the edge of the walls in the southwestern section of the village. It isn't so bad at first, but as you go further and further along the 'odor' of the unfortunates becomes noticeable. The houses here are ramshackle, little more than crumbling straw and wood planks, while the roads are rough and poorly taken care of. Beggars and ruffians line the street, though none are foolish or brave enough to impede your progress.
It's the beggars section alright, though honestly it is nicer than most you've been in. The people here are destitute yes, but they also have a wall protecting them, and nobody seems to be out and out starving.
Your nose twitches, tickled by the scent of sweat and… other odors, but it only takes a little effort to lock down on the scent of Haru. It takes ten minutes of walking until you are certain you've found the place, the scent of the new shrine maiden blankets the building, and it is clear from the scent that she has been here for some time.
The building she lives in... well, dilapidated would be a kind word. The sidings are loose wooden planks that have rotted and are at risk of falling away, while the roof is a loose amalgamation of straw and detritus. The frame of the door is partially broken, the top half of it beaten and bending under its weight, while from here you can see the floor is merely dirt with bits of fabric thrown around to serve as a rug. The only reason you can see that is because there is no door, instead an awning hangs down to prevent rain from blowing inside and to give some small measure of privacy.
Hanging just next to the door is a small wooden plaque that shows a carved image of a shrine atop a mountain, a decoration you've grown familiar with as it has been planted next to all of the roadside shrines you've helped construct.
You've seen houses in worse conditions, usually after a fire bombing, but Haru's home is… definitely poor, and there is only the scent of one being in the abode.
Kanako moves forward without words, the goddess moving across the 'yard' and through the front door without knocking. You follow close behind, your eyes adjusting from the bright morning sunlight to the dim interior immediately. The first thing you notice upon entering is Haru herself, the shrine maiden is sitting against the wall, her bottom and legs stretched out over a straw bedding.
There are few amenities here; a small table sits in the corner along with a fire pit dug in the center. The interior walls are actually not as bad as they first appeared, fresh planks are up and nailed in place to keep the weather out, while a series of bamboo rods are tied together with thatch near the door to serve as a sort of covering if needed.
Haru is reading what appears to be manga, with a small stack of more next to her sitting on a small pillow. It looks very similar to the kind Sanae reads in fact. She's dressed in what appears to be a pair of shorts and an old shirt, both are dirty and have seen far better days. Against the wall you can see her shrine maiden outfit, that in comparison is damn near pristine.
The shrine maiden doesn't seem to notice your presence until the goddess makes a move to deliberately step into the shrine maiden's light. The girl blinking before looking up at the war goddess standing above her. The reaction is immediate, the girl scrambles off the bed before lowering her head to the floor in a bow, her knees curled underneath her. She says nothing, and from the looks of things seems completely terrified.
Kanako stares down at her without saying for a long moment. "Why is my shrine maiden living in such squalor? I thought Sanae was aiding you." You can hear the… anger in those words.
Haru doesn't respond, the girl lowering her head even more to the ground. This 'standoff' lasts for several more moments before Kanako lets out a sigh and reaches down, she picks up Haru like a mother cat would a kitten, bunching the fabric in the back of the girls shirt. Haru for her part lets out a noise of alarm as she is pulled to stare Kanako face to face, her legs dangling away from the ground. She kicks the air for a moment as if attempting to gain purchase, but all effort fades once Kanako utters a single word.
"Cease."
The girl stops struggling immediately, and Kanako gently lowers her back onto the ground.
"How long have you lived like this?" The goddess asks.
Haru looks remarkably awkward. "I… sold some things and managed to get this house for myself, ever since I've been doing odd jobs in the village." The girl swallows, her eyes squeezing shut as she thinks on what she wishes to say. Panic is in her voice, terrible panic. "I- the villagers have been really nice ever since I became a shrine maiden, so I've been talking about you as much as I can, though I don't know a lot." She points a finger behind her, and on the small table in the corner you can see a short stack of papers, from a glance it looks to be a script. One in Sanae's handwriting at that.
"Sanae has been helping me a lot, she also offered to fix up the house but… I didn't want to impose. She still worked on the walls and roof though, she was adamant about it."
Yeah that sounds like Sanae, you look around the building a moment more before focusing your gaze on Kanako. Haru won't have a 'shrine' to work at for quite some time, so at the moment she is proselytizing and taking care of the roadside shrines per what Sanae is telling you, but the girl is still living in squalor.
- - -
"We shall repair this home until the time the main shrine of the village itself is rebuilt, you represent us, and those who would shoulder such a burden shall not be tolerated to live as such." The goddess plants both of her hands on her hips and looks around the building. "This structure shall be… reconstructed. And in the meantime you shall stay in the shrine proper. If necessary Sanae can escort you to the village each day for your duties.
… Fair enough.
That's something to work on, and you can imagine Sanae will be thrilled. Poor Haru, however, seems lost and more than a little overwhelmed, to which you can only say 'welcome to dealing with Kanako'. Not out loud of course.
"Thank you er, ma-... goddess?"
Kanako nods. "Goddess or Lady Kanako, I would suggest packing your… belongings, we shall take you back with us when we return to the shrine." The goddess shoots a look your way. "Ayumu, you shall be assisting in the repairs of this structure, she will be staying in your old lodgings."
Haru you notice has drifted her gaze to you, curiosity in her eyes. "Are you… a god too?"
You know, until this moment you hadn't realized the fact that Haru doesn't know who you are or what your purpose is in the shrine. You didn't get involved when Kanako was making grand introductions and you don't exactly flaunt your status to begin with unless it suits you.
You smile, sticking your hands in your pockets as you do your best to look non-threatening.
"Shinshi, be honest." Kanako interjects before you can even open your damn mouth.
You give her your best offended look and shake your head. "Fox by race, Shinshi by trade, diplomat by necessity."
With a simple thought on your part your six tails come into view, the ears on your head unfolding a moment later.
Haru's eyes lock onto them immediately, her gaze following every slight movement of the tails.
"..."
She appears to be mesmerized, or terrified. The difference between those two emotions seem to get muddled sometimes from your experience. With another thought they disappear again, the shrine maiden looking at the space they left behind with clear curiosity.
Well, at least she is no longer panicking. Actually now may be a good time to ask her any questions if you had any in mind.
Chapter 122: The Great Miko War
Chapter Text
The shrine maiden is no longer panicking, this is good. Sadly, she still looks woefully out of her element, and has all the sturdiness of rice paper in a gale. Which means you must word your questions carefully lest the poor girl clam up entirely. You lean back to give her just the slightest bit more space, and you let your shoulders slump to make yourself appear even more non-threatening. When you next speak it is calm and relaxed, hoping she'll feel the safety and security being next to Kanako offers.
"Do you have anything in particular to report about the Human Village?" you start, looking into her eyes before they shift away uneasily from you. "You mentioned that people were treating you well. While we keep tabs, as you are well aware we don't spend much time in the village."
Haru shakes her head, her eyes staying firmly transfixed on the floor all the while. "I don't really… know anything, I wa- am new to the village so I still hav- haven't learned all there is to know about i-it." Her head finally moves up enough for her eyes to meet yours. "The only person I really know is Mr. Akiyama."
"Akiyama?" Kanako asks.
"Local human crime boss," you answer, not taking your eyes off the girl. "Harmless, to us anyway. He doesn't do anything overt, mostly stays on the west side of town from what I've gathered. Haven't really worked with him as he wouldn't be of any use to us." You move your arms to cross on your chest, your gaze turning towards Kanako. "He has a tendency to collect those who wander into Gensokyo, outsiders, lost people… that sort of thing."
You turn your attention back to the shrine maiden, and the bits of skin you can see; small scars and the faintest hints of damage are still visible. Her accent has puzzled you as long as you've known her, it's not of Gensokyo, the locals here having formed their own dialect over time, much like any other region. But it isn't a form of Japanese you recognize either, though given how large the country is and how long you stayed around Tokyo you certainly haven't witnessed every possible dialect over this past century.
If you had to guess… Haru is an outsider, though you aren't going to bring it up lest you distress her even more. The youkai don't care about those who wander in, but the humans may. They are human, with all the issues that entails.
"I will deal with the man if it comes to it, I know the type well enough," you say.
"Indeed, has anyone in the village caused you grief?" Kanako asks, and even with the firm neutral tone to her voice you can still hear the faint hints of displeasure.
Haru shakes her head. "Everyone has been nice for the most part, and especially nice once I became a shrine maiden."
That's half true; she earnestly believes she has been treated better as shrine maiden, as a representative of the Moriya. But it's a wonder you could even hear the first statement past all the teeth she was lying through. Too bad she's an inexperienced liar, not that experience would have let her slip something past you...
You glance over at Kanako, but the goddess has not moved since this conversation started, if she caught the lie she makes no show of it. Right then, change of subject. "About that, what brought you to us specifically? I'm sure you informed Sanae but I'm afraid I haven't had much chance to speak with you myself."
The shrine maiden looks at you awkwardly, though not in the adorable shy way Sanae does when you ask her a question she doesn't know how to answer. More in a 'if I answer this wrong they may not like me anymore' kind of way, the kind that speaks of basically no self esteem.
"I didn't have anywhere to go," she answers after a moment. "Mr. Akiyama kept offering me work but… I saw your fight in the village and it was mesmerizing." A ghost of a smile starts to creep onto her face, and you can tell at once that she is reliving the memory in her mind. "You all came out of nowhere and helped us, I wanted to know more about you all."
… Well as long as she enjoyed it, frankly you didn't really enjoy meeting Raiko again in that fashion.
"Fine reasoning," Kanako says, a smile on her face. "Once you move into the shrine proper we shall see to it that your faith is rewarded in ear-" Kanako's head snaps to the right, the words dying in her mouth. She stares intently at the wall. "Suwako and Sanae are fighting the Taoists."
The goddess then flies out of the shack at full speed, and you sprint after her. Haru is left gaping behind you both as you kick off into the air towards the shrine. The goddess is going fast. Very fast. The wind blows behind her as she uses her own abilities to increase her speed in the air.
You blink your eyes, the wind stinging them at the speed you are going, and when you open them again… Kanako is gone. The only sign she was there is a fading flash of golden light, and the large amount of Onbashira that have taken her place spearing through the air.
… Well, if Kanako has gotten summoned this is apparently worse than you expected. You let them go off on their own for half a morning and they've already started a fight. Typical.
Right, no time for glib.
You swing your body to the right, your claws extending in an instant and digging into an Onbashira as it speeds past you. Your arm jerks from the sudden change in momentum, and with the sound of whistling air you scream across the sky directly towards the Taoist's compound.
It's a quick trip, mere seconds later you launch yourself off of it and come to an ungainly stop in midair while your ride slams into the ground.
Your eyes snap up and take in the scene in front of you.
Kanako and Suwako are standing near the gate. Well, Suwako is, with rings spinning on her arms. Kanako is charging forward with her blade, the sword phasing through Miko's afterimage as the prince disappears with a swirl of her multicolored cape. The prince appears again behind the goddess, her own blade forming a beautiful shining metal arc only to be intercepted by the war goddess turning on the spot. The ring of steel on steel echoes in the courtyard as they clash back and forth. The look on Miko's face is that of surprising calm, while Kanako's is pure unrestrained fury.
Suwako meanwhile is standing back next to… the prone form of Sanae, the girl is laying on her face seemingly unconscious just near the gate. The dropbear is currently poking at her back in an apparent attempt to wake her up.
A plate rests just near her head, which makes it trivial to determine that her assailant is Futo, just a few steps away. The woman is wielding a plate in each hand, while some form of… hazy spirit you can't quite make out is floating just behind her.
Alright.
You don't know much of anything about Futo.
Hell, you don't know much of anything about the Taoists.
But as you float here above the battlefield you know you are… angry. Very angry.
*Crack*
You jerk your head to the side as a bolt of electricity whizzes by your head. The scent of burnt ozone fills your nostrils, and you turn your head to see the floating form of Tojiko no more than thirty yards away from you. Arcs of electricity dance between her fingers as she attempts to stare you down.
"Moriya!" Miko calls out. "To attack us here would endanger the village! Do you know no shame?!"
It doesn't take more than a glance to show that the villagers are already fleeing the area, the humans wanting no part in a battle between the Shinto and the Taoists. Miko apparently notices at the same time you do, as with a flourish of her cape she teleports away from Kanako again, her voice unnaturally ringing over the grounds as she reappears.
"Arise, Senkai!"
There is no grand ceremony as the world around you changes. One moment you are in the grounds in front of the Taoist temple, the next you are… somewhere else. The air is musty and ancient, with the scent of a crypt, yet the landscape does not resemble that in any way.
Mountains infinitely tall replace the landscape around you, their proud tops piercing the golden sky and stretching towards a peak never to be reached. The ground has been replaced by simple white masonry that forms a platform roughly five hundred meters in each direction, which abruptly ends in an endless expanse of fog that is only pierced by the impossible mountains and hills.
The temple is still where it was, but all of the outlier buildings are missing from sight. You don't know if that truly is the same building…
But at this point you aren't sure you care.
With the sound of ringing steel Kanako locks blade with Miko again, Onbashira twirling behind her as the prince parries each and every one of her strikes. Suwako is chanting something in a language you don't recognize as Futo slowly approaches her, and Sanae is still unconscious on the ground behind you.
In front of you is Tojiko, the woman glowing blue as the electricity darts back and forth between her hands at an ever increasing pace.
One last cry sounds from Miko just before you join the battle, your fox form fully forming without you even thinking about it.
"Futo, we will have words after this!"
---
As you stare across the 'battlefield' at Tojiko you come to a realization: You haven't been this angry in a long time. Danjuro was a cool rage at how he had the gall to both still be around and to shove the tragedies he created in your face. This… this is almost worse.
You haven't admittedly worked with the Taoists much, but you at least believed you understood each other. The Moriya do their own things, the Taoists do theirs, never the two shall meet unless absolutely necessary. You never thought they would be the kind to just out and out brutalize somebody.
Well, going by what Miko just shouted it is likely something Futo did on her own terms. But that doesn't change the fact that they just hurt Sanae. Miko could be very against the current situation, but it's all diplomacy… and right now you aren't thinking about diplomacy.
Your nose twitches involuntarily, the smell of ozone filling the air again as Tojiko moves her hands up. You twist and fly back, your body turning to the side and to the left as the bolts of electricity crack and tear through the air to dissipate harmlessly in the infinite expanse of mountains.
"Running from a challenge, lackey?" Tojiko calls haughtily.
Two more whizz by, their speed is nothing like that of real lightning, and when you've been dodging trees all day they don't really stand up all that much. Your speed increases as you move, air rushing by you as you fly back to the edge of the platform.
Tojiko frowns, and starts to move forward to chase after you before Miko's voice sounds over the clearing. "Tojiko! Quickly assist Futo! Let Ayumu handle the shrine maiden!"
How kind of her, your eyes dart to the side as your feet land back onto the ground. Futo is charging towards the goddess, plate in one hand and spellcard in another. Suwako for her part doesn't seem to care, the goddess is chanting unperturbed with her hands in her sleeves.
You don't shout a warning, you are more than aware the goddess doesn't need it.
The earth crackles and then erupts in front of Futo, an iron ring shooting up that the Taoist narrowly leaps back and away from. Two more appear on either side, the rings joined by clones of the goddess as they swing their weapons around with choreographed abandon.
Futo swings the plate and parries, the spellcard momentarily forgotten as she pulls another from behind her back and moves around in a desperate game of dodge and block. Tojiko joins in a moment later, a burst of electricity carving through the air to impact the back of one of the clones.
It appears Suwako has her hands full, but that isn't important.
You turn on the spot, eyes locking on the prone form of Sanae beneath you. Even at their most aggressive you doubt these idiots would attack Sanae while she was unconscious... But still. The cacophony of battle rages behind you as you bend down to place your fingers against Sanae's neck.
… Good, a steady pulse.
The earth shakes beneath you as you place your palm flat against her cheek. The sound of churning rock slamming and breaking behind you as you apply a careful amount of magic. Before your eyes the girl shrinks to be barely the size of your palm, you then gingerly pick her up and place her into the pocket of your suit.
She shall be safe as long as you don't take any bad hits to the chest, and even then it is only shapeshifting. She's as durable as she normally is… which raises questions like precisely how hard Futo hit her and why.
You stand back up again and turn around, one foot moving forward to-
The world rises beneath you, the stone floor rocketing up a good six feet and sending you tumbling through the air. All around the 'arena' this is taking place. Kanako moving around in bursts of speed to get around the rising and falling pillars of stone, while Suwako is-
Suwako is.
The grin you suddenly gain is decidedly Vulpine.
"Get back! Back to m-" Miko's warning is cut short as the sound of cracking glass fills the air. Before Tojiko and Futo the clones fall away into lifeless mud, the goddess sinking through the floor and out of sight.
*Crack*
The landscape around the temple ripples like water disturbed. Black runes forming in the sky that cause the very air to crack and break, holes appearing in reality that allow black smoke to billow through.
*Crack*
A peal of thunder rings out, not the strikes Tojiko has been slinging around, no. This is familiar; the sound of crashing lightning echoing through gaps in reality, flashes of bright white painting the endless mountains in short-lived splashes of blinding colour.
A hissing fills the air, deep and numerous.
You note with more than a little satisfaction that Futo looks rather nervous, though Tojiko looks rather confused.
*CRACK!*
The runes burst open, and a bed of curse snakes slither out. They range in size from garden snake to god, and a wake of poisonous gas trails behind them all, clouding the sky above them. Suwako appears, riding the largest one of all through a rune, a black aura dances around her form as she sits atop it.
Well hello curse goddess.
"Focus!" Your head snaps back towards Miko. Onbashira are sailing through the air with abandon, Miko ducking and leaping over them with apparent ease as her gaze focuses on you and the two Taoists. "Focus on the illusionist!"
Oh, so they know of your reputation.
Your turn your head back to see Futo staring at the snakes with a delicious mix of shock and alarm. Tojiko for her part knocks the other Taoist upside the head, and both look over at you moments later.
Right, Kanako has Miko; Onbashira flying all around the arena that are being repeatedly stopped in midair by an unseen force. Suwako meanwhile is getting her snakes here, their forms flickering as this 'realm' seems to have little patience for them… not that Suwako is one to be argued with.
So that leaves you with these two for the time being. Tojiko is summoning up more lightning and Futo is drawing a spellcard. Normally you would have a plan, but at this point you just want bloody retribution.
It's an odd feeling, and a small part of you wonders if this is what Kanako usually feels like.
'Fox Sign – Flame of Miyagi'
Billowing flames erupt from the card as you let your magic loose. Flames churn through the air, no longer a fireball, instead twisting cords of flame tear through the air and force the two of them to dive out of the way before it impacts the ground behind them.
`Royal Dragon's Arrow!`
A bow appears in Futo's grip, and in one quick motion she nocks, draws, and releases a glowing arrow that shoots up and into the sky.
'Thunder Arrow - Gagouji's Tornado'
There is only a moment to focus on the arrow before Tojiko interrupts. The sound of crackling electricity fills the air as twisting and bending bolts of electricity launch outwards across the ground.
You leap up, the electricity passing benea-
You tumble forward, a piece of stonework slamming into your back and pushing you forwards and off-kilter. The electricity speeds past beneath you, but you only have a moment to process that before a sharp pain impacts your left shoulder.
You jerk your head to the side to see a magical arrow jutting out of it. It fades immediately after, leaving nothing more than a sharp pain and the smell of singed flesh. You spin in the air, another spellcard in your hands immediately.
'Fox Sign – What Was Not There!'
Illusionary copies of yourself burst into existence, a good dozen on either side of you. Neither Tojiko or Futo seem particularly impressed, but you don't partic-
Miko's voice echoes over the battlefield. "Second from your right!"
You blink, then dive towards the ground as a bolt of lightning passes clean through the space you were just inhabiting.
The sound of whizzing plates follows immediately afterwards and you dive to the side, your clawed feet kicking off of the ground as a series of plates smash and break against the stone floor.
Your claws drag and catch the stonework as you bring yourself to a halt. With a yank you pull yourself forward, your feet bracing against the floor before you kick off. Your staff is summoned, and you hold it in one hand even as you draw another spellcard.
"Tojiko fade, Futo dive right!"
Your eyes dart momentarily to look at Miko. The prince is still locked in a sword duel with Kanako, though her focus is massively split between attempting to hold the goddess back, redirect the Onbashira, and keep the snakes busy. Why is she bothering to give them orders now?
Tojiko fades away into nothingness immediately, but Futo it appears is slower on the uptake.
That fraction of a second was all that was needed for a black rune to appear below her and erupt in a display of shattering stonework and debris. A loud hiss sounds immediately after, followed by a shriek of alarm from Futo. A familiar bone-white curse snake rises from the debris, a good forty feet in length with black smoke and ichor spilling from its mouth.
Well hello Saionji.
The sound of sandals slapping gently against the stone floor is heard behind you, and you don't need to look back to know who has decided to rejoin you. "Sanae is safe, beyond that I don't really know what is going on."
There is no acknowledgement from Suwako, the goddess walks past you with her hands still tucked into her sleeves. Her face is a blank mask that betrays no emotion, but a black and malicious aura still radiates off her body and leaves its mark on the stone with every step she takes.
"Miko can read desires an' can control this realm at will." Suwako says, her tone flat and almost without her usual accent. "These two are nothin'."
Futo is only just recovering from being sent tumbling by the snake when an iron ring scrapes just by the side of her head. Tojiko meanwhile already has reformed, and is currently looking rather panicked by all the snakes hovering around.
Suwako's head slowly turns towards you, and when she speaks her voice has a certain… weight to it you are rather unfamiliar with. "Ayumu… go support Kanako."
Well, you don't even need to respond to that one. With a nod you jump backwards away from Suwako, landing on all fours and galloping across the field to the other battle. The sound of a high pitched shriek of fright and the sound of crackling lightning explode behind you, but you don't turn your head back to look.
Ahead of you a good hundred meters is the raging battle between Kanako and Miko… and what a sight indeed. Miko is making it look easy, well, as easy as one can. Kanako is both faster and stronger, the only thing allowing Miko to keep up with her blade being her apparent preciense. Though even with that she is hard pressed, being forced back step after step. On top of that her head is constantly darting around the arena, watching the snakes, watching the Onbashira, watching the fight with Futo and Tojiko.
It's impressive, even more so when you can clearly see the sheer strain on Miko's face as she keeps it all going. If it weren't for the fact that Kanako is fighting her one-on-one you doubt she could hold on at all.
You can fix that.
Your arm shoots forward, the spellcard you were planning on using on Futo still held between your fingers.
'Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa!'
Miko's head turns towards you and her hand raises. In response a pillar of stone rises in front of you, the attack blasting a chunk out of it but doing no damage besides. The last thing you see of Miko is her sword being smashed into by Kanako's blade roughly, her head having to jerk back towards the goddess.
… Perfect.
You leap towards the pillar, one claw digging into the stone while your two feet brace against the bottom. You throw yourself upwards and over the top, once again able to see the battle going on below you. Miko is still being pushed back inch by inch, but Kanako isn't getting any real hits in. Onbashira are being stopped in midair and the winds are unnaturally still.
Well.
You twist in the air, your back towards the ground before you wrench your arm back and throw your staff into the sky as hard as you can. Then just as you begin your descent you produce two spellcards.
'Fox Sign - What Was not There'
'Fox Sign - Fox Hunt'
A host of tiny foxes appear around you, and with happy yips they all follow you down. A sharp stabbing pain wracks your brain, and you feel the magic being drained from you more than normal. Even with your increased amount of tails this is a bit much…
But you are angry and don't particularly care at the moment, you want to see Miko explode.
The ground rumbles as pillars rise in an attempt to knock you away from the duel, and you are forced to dance in the air out of the way as they go sailing past.
… But the foxes are smaller targets.
Those that land early go scampering across the ground, rolling and leaping out of the way of debris and obstacle as they speed their way forwards. You catch a glimpse of brief panic on Miko's face before she is forced to raise a hand to actively blast away the foxes with magic.
*Clang*
A gasp of alarm escapes Miko as Kanako steps forward and swings her blade up in a wrenching motion. The Taoist's blade sailing out of her grip. It pauses in midair a good dozen feet away, floating there as if waiting to return to Miko's grip.
… She never gets the chance.
Your feet hit the ground again just in time to see Kanako deliver a thundering kick to the prince's stomach. Miko stumbles back, and she reaches into a pocket to produce a spellcard. "Tojiko, Futo regr-"
'Divine Festival – Onbashira!'
Her head snaps upwards as your staff comes rocketing down towards her, with the sound of crashing stonework it narrowly misses her as she leaps to the side. "Regroup!" her gaze turns towards Futo and Tojiko, the sounds of hissing snakes and shouts of battle still ringing out behind you.
"... Dammit." The spellcard in her hand lowers… and you watch as it is released from her grip to flutter to the floor. Her head turns back towards Kanako, and you feel honestly confused as both of her hands raise above her head. "Parley?"
You could hear a pin drop- well, you could. Futo is still screaming in the background.
You risk a glance back and see Futo surrounded by curse snakes on all sides, broken plates all around her and a… cowering ghost hiding behind her. It appears they were about to dive down and tear the woman to shreds, or worse knowing Suwako.
Tojiko on the other hand is nowhere to be seen, though given she is a spirit she may have simply escaped when Suwako went full curse goddess.
You hear a grunt from Kanako and look back, the goddess has moved over and taken Miko's sword, her eyes trailing over the blade a moment before turning her gaze back to Miko. "Agreed."
… Diplomacy?
- - -
Well you will give them this, Miko looks genuinely sorry for what occurred… and not the standard political appeasement and fake tears kind of sorry. She looks both aggrieved by Futo's actions and bothered that it came to this point.
Futo meanwhile looks to be about one step way from crying, while Tojiko floats off to the side of Miko's 'throneroom' looking rather stoic all things considered. A fourth figure is here, one you've not run into before in or out of the Taoist's presence. She's wearing a light blue dress that accentuates her figure rather well. It's several shades lighter than her blue hair, and her sapphire eyes watch over the proceedings with interest. Though she hasn't said a word beyond idly smoking at the pipe held between her fingers.
An unknown, and one you will figure out later. For now there is concessions.
"The Taoists once again offer their apologies for the grave misunderstanding." Miko bows low to the floor. She holds the bow for several seconds before raising her head back up again. "Futo shall be punished for her transgressions, and we shall be giving the Moriya all of the orbs we have acquired. In addition we would be willing to assist you in this incident going forward, to a limited extent."
An interesting offer, you don't honestly know what the Taoists want with the orbs but they must not particularly want them dearly if they are willing to give them up after a single fight. Though if Miko is smart she knows she gave the Moriya a rather… large Casus Belli.
Said Casus Belli is currently leaning against Suwako, the goddess idly running a hand through the air as she silently watches the proceedings. Sanae is awake of course, and the wound as far as you can tell has already healed. But she's milking it for all it is worth.
Kanako crosses her arms, and looks towards Suwako. You can tell at this point they are having a conversation you can't hear… and while you will eventually get the ability to do the same you are in no rush for Kanako to be able to speed dial your skull in a new way.
It takes a few seconds, but the goddess turns her gaze towards you. "Ayumu, opinion."
Hmm.
Well, you suppose you are the diplomat.
Chapter 123: Diplomacy
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So Kanako wants your opinion? Well, you have one. Miko has played the cards dealt to her masterfully and has skillfully arranged things in such a way that she can still profit in some form from her own subordinates mistakes.
Of course you aren't going to stand for it. But that doesn't mean you can't respect it.
"I think the deal as it stands right now has merit, but is wholly unacceptable." You say plainly, and you slowly turn your gaze from Kanako back to Miko.
The prince starts to frown for only a brief moment, before wrestling control of her emotions. "In what way?"
You smile thinly. "Your subordinate, Futo? She publically and violently attacked a close and dear friend of mind, and a valued member of the Moriya… and for you to get off without so much as a public apology and statement that what you did was wrong rather chafes."
"Indeed… Suwako?" Kanako says immediately afterwards.
"Ah'd happen to agree, while yer help will be 'ppreciated ah don't want people to be gettin' ideas that they can get away with assaulting our shrine maiden for no reason… or hell, any reason."
"I understand completely of course," Miko smiles and places her hands onto her lap, "but do understand that while I do apologize for the actions of my subordinate I cannot endorse any action that would directly harm my shrine, while I will apologize publicly on behalf of Futo I cannot find it agreeable to do the same for the shrine as a whole."
Kanako opens her mouth to speak but stops as you lean forward, a... perhaps vulpine grin on your face as you say your next words. "We do understand the situation the shrine is in, and I myself am completely understand of the diplomatic situation you find yourself in. However you must understand that it cannot be acceptable to assault one of our shrine maidens in broad daylight with no prior warning or act of aggression on our part."
Perhaps you are letting you show your emotions too much, or perhaps Miko is using her powers to sense you really want to nail the Taoist's to the wall for this one. Of course you won't refuse their offer, it's too helpful for that, but you will twist the knife hard to keep something as asinine as this from ever happening again.
Futo speaks up. "The Moriya art loathe to ta-" Only to be cutoff by Miko giving her a harsh glare, the woman in white's mouth closing with a satisfying click as she looks towards the floor, pouting again.
Miko lets out a sigh and looks you in the eye, there's frustration there… but also a slight amount of respect. Which is useful diplomatically, but it doesn't really do much for your mood at the moment. You've been assaulted by Kasen without purpose, and now your little sister has been assaulted without purpose. Aren't the Moriya supposed to be the ones with that reputation?
"In what manner would this apology take place?"
Suwako speaks up, her hand idly running through Sanae's hair as she does so. "Aw nothin' grand, wouldn't want to besmirch ya or nothin'. Ah would suggest perhaps making a statement that the fight was nothin' to worry about an' was caused by Futo. Ya know, to calm the humans and all."
"Indeed," you continue where Suwako left off. "I would also ask as a concession that Futo apologize to Mokou as well. She is a friend of the shrine and was most perturbed by her assault. Apparently Futo is gaining a reputation for such… assailment."
If the woman in white clutched the floor any harder she'd threaten to break her hands… yet for some odd reason you feel little in the way of pity for her.
Miko smiles diplomatically; an expression involving ones' lips technically curving upwards, but with no actual emotion behind it. "We are offering concession in the form of the orbs, while true the Moriya won the engagement… as unfortunate as the circumstances of the were I cannot see why more would be needed."
"Enough." All heads turn to Kanako as the goddess practically hisses the word. "We did not win the engagement, we routed you with little effort and with but a few moments longer you would hav had not chance to parlay at all." Kanako leans back, smiling thinly. "Do not take us for fools Miko, the orbs will draw attention and you would like nothing more than to dump them and play the neutral party before stepping back in again when most advantageous. That is the way of the Taoists and has been since your resurgence."
Angry Kanako doing diplomacy is a frightening thing. "You shall work with us for the duration of the incident, scouting and keeping tabs on the Human Village. You shall grant us your orbs to be kept under our supervision, and Futo shall apologize publically to Sanae and privately to Mokou along with your shrine assuaging the worries of the village. Or do you wish to call end to the ceasefire you requested?"
"Agreed, we can work out the finer points of scheduling later, if you would be so kind?"Miko looks more than a little aggrieved, but faced with the option of eithera bad deal or a fight with Kanako she relents.
Job done, and bloody political vengeance taken, you rise with the rest of the Moriya and step out of the building without another word, Miko staring after you all as Futo grovels. Tojiko looks unperturbed while… the woman with blue hair is watching you with pure fascination.
You'll need to keep tabs on them, but you knew you were going to have to eventually. Perhaps the Tengu?
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You step out of the shrine and lean against the wall, the Moriya stepping past you until Sanae looks at you curiously. "Something wrong?"
You shake your head. "I'm going to get Haru, I'd rather you be escorted back to the shrine by the goddesses while I get the new shrine maiden. "
"A good plan," Kanako looks over at you with a smirk, "see to it that you assuage her worries our sudden exit while you are there."
You smirk back, and watch out of the corner of your eyes as the villagers start poking their head out of their houses again. The sudden appearance of the Moriya returning a good sign that the fight is over for the time being. "She shall have to get used to it, but where Sanae gets by on natural gifts and being bone-headed I doubt she will ever be much of a fighter."
"Bone-headed!?"
Sanae wrestles her way away from Suwako's side, the curse goddess looking more than a little amused as the shrine maiden makes her way over to you to point a finger in your face. "In what way do you have the right to call me bone-headed?"
"The quiet way, for starters; your Moriya is showing." You make a show of slowly reaching up to rub your ears. "Just randomly going out and starting a fight? I know of at least one woman who is very proud of you."
Her eyes narrow and she lowers her voice. "Futo attacked me."
"Indeed, and people randomly attack me all the time. I believe you've established that the victim is at fault, correct?" She opens her mouth, thinks about it, then closes it.
"We'll finish this conversation at the shrine." She mumbles. A good choice, giving herself time to think up responses.
"I am aware, now go and rest." You reach a hand up and place it on top of her head, ruffling it before she closes the distance and hugs you.
"Stupid fox."
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There isn't a giant walking spiked club in the shape of a woman walking next to you this time, but you still find people recognizing and reacting to your presence either way as you make your way through the Human Village. All friendly thankfully, and nothing more than respectful nods. You aren't really used to being noticed… you were a known entity back in the older days of Edo, but only locally.
Hell, Akyuu only really found you through another one of your contacts, though she was never really that good at finding things out on her own to be honest. You smile briefly at the memory before ducking through the entrance of Haru's abode, your fingers rapping against the doorframe before you enter.
*Crack*
You hand shoots forward to grab the staff swung towards your head, the wood shatters immediately from the sudden stop, one half flying past your head to ricochet off of the door-frame, before bouncing along the hard ground out front. The other is held in your grip, the bottom half in the hands of a rather terrified looking shrine maiden. You blink, and thank Kanako for her training… not that the stick could have actually hurt you.
"While that is the standard Moriya greeting, I would not recommend you try it until you've trained to survive a salutation from Kanako."
She lets go of the stick… little more than an old ruined broom now that you have a chance to get a look at it and bows. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!"
You stare at her, then slowly reach over to pat her on the head. The girl stiffens immediately and jerks backwards from the contact, eyes watching you with panic before the sudden motion catches up to her and she falls back onto her behind with a yelp.
My goddesses, it's a more panicky and awkward Sanae. She even hits you with things. "So why did you hit me with a broom exactly?"
"I thought the Moriya were under attack!"
You blink. "... Okay fair point. Here's a tip; If you, for any reason, must hit someone with a broom then go for the groin, the skull is tough and your human strength will not not debilitate most youkai anyway."
Haru stares at you with a face that is a fascinating mix of confusion and pure disbelief. "You… aren't mad?"
"No, not particularly, and everything is fine by the way. Get packed, we're taking you back to the shrine." You let a friendly smile slip onto your face, and to your relief it works. The shrine maiden calms down enough to pull herself up and start collecting her meager supplies into a canvas bag.
"Don't worry about the bed or anything like that by the way, we can set out a new bed for you… and we have some toiletries we can spare for the shower." Huh, come to think of it, you'll probably need to clean that bathroom a bit more than you usually do. Not really a bother, but the girl will probably appreciate having a shower again if she came from the outside.
She turns to look at you with surprise. "You have a shower?"
"We do, yes… I suppose that may not have come up on the tour. We have a shower and a hotsprings, though I haven't had a reason to use those myself." Your hand moves up to scratch at your chin, may have to fix that soon honestly. You are due for a little 'me' time.
Her packing gets a note more eager after that.
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You walk her through the streets out of the village, normally you'd just fly off, but you'd rather not be accused of kidnapping… not for good reason anyway. Also if she starts screaming you'd rather not have to deal with that PR nightmare either. You've seen more than one child immediately regret asking a tengu for a ride, and you'd rather not deal with having to clean your suit.
The girl doesn't seem to mind walking either way, nor does she even slightly seem to miss her old 'home'. With nary a glance back she follows you silently through the poor section of town and towards the front gates. It's busy, but it's always busy an-
You hold out your arm and Haru bumps into it. The shrine maidens lets out a quiet yelp of surprise but before she can say anything you place your hand over her mouth. You narrow your eyes and stare at the figure across the street from the both of you, he's tall, whoever he is, and he is wearing a tall conical hat that is deep enough to cover his eyes.
He's probably from your estimate about six… six foot three. Tall by any standard, and towering for a local, but the tickling of your nose tells you he most certainly isn't. It's faint and has been covered up to an extent, but the man smells of sulphur. It's a smell you've grown quite familiar with, as the clinging odour of the underground.
Based on his obvious muscle and the slight, if disguised, reddish hue to his skin you'd say he was an Oni. He looks around the road a moment before making his way down an alley, a few villagers having to hurriedly move out of the way to dodge his bulk. He's acting shifty, though he's doing a rather poor job of hiding himself.
Oni aren't unknown in the Human Village, but they mostly stick to the bars, and they are frankly only tolerated because nobody is brave or stupid enough to tell them to leave. But why would an oni have any reason to hide their form?
You look back down at the shrine maiden who seems rather confused with the whole situation. You carefully pull your hand away from her mouth in a low tone. "Walk with me out of the village, do not say anything, do not look up from the road. If anything goes wrong I will protect you, understand?"
The shrine maiden looks hesitant a moment and nods. Then with a smile on your face you place your arm on her back and lead her out of the village, making nonsensical smalltalk meant to throw off anybody that might be listening in. With a careful application of illusions it sounds like she is talking back, and you keep up the charade a good half mile from the Human Village before you turn your head back.
You aren't being followed, and the village isn't on fire. So that's good, though you are rather curious as to what an oni was doing out and about. Normally you would investigate, but the absolute last thing you want to do is get Haru involved in a fight if you can help it.
"What was that about?"
You shake your head. "Nothing, just thought I noticed something out of place. Are you comfortable with flight?"
"Flight, like, what you all do? I mean, I haven't done it myself bu-AAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
Whatever she had to say after that was drowned out by her screams as you picked her up in flew with speed back to the shrine.
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"-AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" She did not throw up onto your suit, as that would have interrupted her display of a rather impressive lung capacity. She did partially deafen you though… so win/lose really.
As you finally landed in familiar shrine grounds she stumbled out of your arms on shaky legs, her scream finally petering out as her limbs collapse like so much jelly. Suwako took her off of your hands the moment you landed in the shrine, the goddess guiding her back to your former room to get her set up.
You enter the temple, idly checking your suit for cuts and tears as you go. You hadn't honestly checked since the fight and surprisingly it's fine beyond some dust; a relief. You admittedly have more than enough money now to get it replaced if needed but… you like this suit, it's something you actually own and you haven't had much in the way of property for the last few decades.
Taking a right in the main hall, you make your way down the corridor that leads to the kitchen and dining area. The television is on, and a quick peek inside shows Kanako idly watching television on her throne. She gives you a nod of acknowledgement then turns back to her programs.
Moving on you step through the door of the kitchen. Sanae is here already, getting some pots and pans together to make dinner. She skips as she moves, her usual energy suffusing her as she moves from spot to spot only stopping once she notices you. "Everything okay with Haru?"
You nod. "She's fine, getting the tour from Suwako. I see you're no longer draped on the goddess crying about the scrape."
"Well unfortunately I was the one knocked unconscious and nobody was around to murder you. The universe is feeling rather odd today."
You smile at her twist of the 'old plan'. "Well I'm glad you are feeling better, I'd imagine getting a ceramic against the skull didn't feel great."
"It didn't, was worth it though."
You blink. "In… what way?"
"While I didn't see the fight I did see you turning the deal around on Miko, that was very satisfying. Back before you were around they were usually the ones interrupting my sermons or starting issues."
You glance back towards the dining room before closing the door behind you. "Surprised the temple is still standing then, theirs or ours."
Sanae shakes her head. "We never fought, at least not directly. They mostly counter proselytize and bad mouthed us in the village. I'm not a diplomat so… I was never very good at handling Miko or Futo."
"Well I'm glad I managed to entertain you with my actual specialty, you all can focus on beating people up. I shall continue my mastery of the ways of words and sanity." You reply, before stepping past her to start pulling out the rest of the pans.
"Ayumu?"
"Yes?
"Thanks for doing that, all snark aside."
"Welcome of course, you know if anyone hurt you I'd be third in line to tear them limb from limb."
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Dinner was a simple affair at the end of it all, while you still had energy Sanae wasn't in the mood for too large of a meal… though you did add a little extra pizazz to the dish for Haru's sake, the girl needs to be taught she made the right decision by coming to this madhouse.
After that you were not-too-subtly informed by Kanako that she wanted you to take the day off tomorrow, not because there wasn't leads, but because for some reason she doesn't want you to overwork yourself. It appears she wants you to actually appreciate life… which you do by working but whatever the goddess wants really.
So, day off. Normally you'd just spend it sleeping or reading but somehow you feel like the goddess would take offence at that.
Chapter 124: A Day Off
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As you cross the threshold into the hotsprings it comes to mind that the Moriya have never advertised this aspect of the shrine. You have heard it mentioned by the youkai of the forest, but the humans are either unaware or in denial of its existence. Then again, humans are incredibly reluctant to involve themselves with the supernatural and you can already see spirits bobbing through the premises. They hang around the place, fading in and out of existence. None pay you any mind as you pass, you wouldn't expect them to. They don't actually do anything, they're just a natural consequence of building hot springs above hell, you suppose.
Once you pass through the small structure that serves as a bathing area and a place to put your belongings, you can see that the spring itself is rather old fashioned. The wooden building extends with an overhang that covers the water at one end, while leaving the rest under an open sky. The water has a faint greenish tinge that glows under the morning light, but you can smell that it is mostly clean. The spring is bordered by rocks, rough and uncarved, that have been stacked upon each other as to mimic the mountain it borders, with no heed to any true art.
In other words, it's absolutely lovely. You let yourself slowly sink into the water and rest your head back against the rocky base of the wall… and the warmth seeps into your bones. Your ears pop out of their own volition, your tails following a moment later to lazily float in the water as you feel the stresses and aches just fade away.
"Oh goddesses, why did I wait this long to use these springs?" You say aloud, seeing if the other occupant in the spring reacts. You noticed them the moment you walked in, though given the fact the Moriya Springs are for public use you didn't make any real note about it. Still, someone else is here and if they aren't aware of your presence then they should be made aware to prevent any… attacks.
"I know, sis was telling me these were out here but I didn't believe her 'till I saw it~" The voice of the other guest is female and high pitched, her tone is… well, you wouldn't exactly describe it as nasally. More as her deliberately putting on airs to sound younger than she likely is, and she is mimicking the almost lyrical tones common among those who work in the, lets say, more questionable districts.
It is also rather familiar. You turn your head to focus on the shape coming through the mist of the springs, the heated water making a rather dense fog when it meets the cool morning air. The figure moves confidently, one hand on her hip as she moves through the springs. She steps through the fog separating you both to reveal herself.
She's blonde for starters, and it's a very gaudy blonde at that. The kind that speaks of expensive dyes and careful styling and a lack of actual taste to guide it. And styled it is; rather complicated curls sticking out to either side of her head. Her eyes are a bright gold and lock onto you immediately, her mouth curling into a predatory grin as she eyes you up and down. She's wearing a bikini that shows perhaps just a bit too much skin to be tasteful, both top and bottom, though that as well managed to be rather gaudy due to the myriad gems and jewels hanging from her neck and her wrists.
"I sense a man of taste." Her tongue darts out to lick at her lips before she cocks her hips ever so slightly, making the bracelets and gems hit against each other with a series of clicks. "And wealth."
You can't help but smile yourself at her distinct emphasis in that statement, and the rest of the pieces fall into place. Her style has changed surely, mostly due to the changing fashions and looks she more than likely had to keep up with. But she still talks the same… and radiates that same aura of smugness that is thankfully different than the normal Moriya brand. Theirs is tolerable.
"Good morning Jo'on."
The woman blinks in confusion for a moment, her expression changing from that confident grin for just a brief passing passing second before she arrests control of her look. "Oh? Have we met, handsome?"
"Personally? No. I know of you, and have worked around you on more than one occasion." You slowly lift your head off of the rocks to sit up a bit straighter in the water. A faint ember of amusement rising in you as you realize you've met another part of your past, even if it is a distant part." You made quite a name for yourself in the 1870's, if you were to know me it would be as Akio."
Jo'on tilts her head, the water rippling from the motion before her grins a touch wider and snaps her fingers. "That 'take all comers' youkai shop, I would have thought you long dead."
Your smile thin slightly. "Something like that, I am Ayumu in truth, and I am doing quite well for myself thank you."
Jo'on the pestilence goddess. Bad news, as all pestilence gods are, but they can be useful if you know how to work with and around them. She is powerful though, with your luck you'd prefer to avoid her brand of company. They also tend to be utter little monsters in terms of ethics, but as a matter of habit they avoided youkai. You can't blame them, as their powers are usually only designed to work on humans.
Jo'on meanwhile walks the rest of the way through the water to basically drape herself over your shoulder, her breasts pressing against your arm as she leans in close to your ear. "Gensokyo has been quite good for you. I can sense a wealthy man, and there's only one man in these springs."
Her hands idly run up and over your shoulder before sliding down your chest, she's breathing heavily and her face is flushed. It's all for show really, and both fade almost as soon as you grab her hand perhaps a bit too tightly. Well, not because of that truthfully, the fact that you then twisted your arm to display a glowing Moriya mark may have killed the mood.
"I'm already taken for I'm afraid, I'm a servant of the Moriya and they wouldn't appreciate you wedging in." Jo'on may be a greedy little wretch but she is still a goddess, and she recognizes the inherent danger of getting involved with another god's servant. Though admittedly imagining Kanako punting her to the moon is amusing.
She pushes off of you rather roughly, her hands falling into the water. "How droll." She then leans against the rocks a good three feet away from you, her legs idly kicking in the water as she visibly pouts. You don't particularly care.
"Is your sister here as well then?"
Jo'on nods. "The useless beggar is off in the Human Village somewhere doing fuck-all."
So they both came over. Admittedly you know far more about Jo'on than you do Shion, mostly because while you tended to be rather… poor, you never really lived amongst human beggars. If only because most people couldn't actively see you once it reached that point so begging was a rather pointless endeavor.
You lean back against the rocks yourself, idly wondering for a moment if the other gods and goddesses you know made it into Gensokyo as well. You figured most would hold onto their dying powerbase to the last breath, but then again Moriya. You haven't seen evidence of many, though given how set in their natures they are you wouldn't be surprised if there truly weren't that many 'new' gods like Shion and Jo'on.
Still, you could use this situation to your advantage. "The Moriya of course would not stand for you attempting to swindle us or our followers, but we could come to a business deal."
You hear the water shift besides you, and you turn your head to see Jo'on looking at you skeptically. "There's a man in the Human Village, Akiyama. Local crime boss, nothing special really if you wanted my opinion. But he has cornered a market. He is putting humans who wander in from outside to work while taking whatever possessions they come in with. He of course sells these, which as far as I've surmised has made him rather wealthy." You allow the grin your species of known for to split your face. "Fabulously wealthy, in fact. I would be willing to offer payment if you fleeced him, and of course you can keep all that you take from the man."
"What kinda wealth are we talking about?"
"Outside currency, electronics, jewels and timepieces. All objects that can't normally be obtained in the village without going out of your way, so they tend to go for a rather high markup. Interested?"
The woman's eyes visibly flash gold before a cruel grin forms on her face. Bait taken. She extends an arm from the water for you to shake. "Interested."
You shake it, and without another word the goddess moves out of the springs and runs her hands together eagerly. You figure you can pay her a good three percent of her total haul, she'll be too eager to spend it all to really care about the fact that you are slightly short-changing her.
You close your eyes and settle in the water again, a brief chuckle escaping you as you imagine how you can work the sudden power vacuum to your advantage.
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"Sanae!" You slide the door open with enough force to make a loud bang. The shrine maiden jerks, the handheld gaming device in her hand sailing up in the air before she makes a deft leap to grab it. Unfortunately, her quick reflexes do nothing to change the fact she is currently halfway off the bed, and with a dull thump and groan Sanae slides face first onto the floor.
She's dressed in her usual 'off duty' wear; shorts and a shirt with a pair of headphones resting around her neck. She also seems rather annoyed as she raises her head up to stare at you, though you haven't the foggiest idea why.
You ignore it. "Are you training Haru today?"
Sanae pulls herself off the floor with a groan, idly rubbing at her nose. "You nearly broke my door to ask me that?"
You walk forward, grabbing the shrine maiden by the back of the shirt and lifting her up like a kitten. To her credit she doesn't attempt to claw you to death, merely glaring at you as you plop her back down onto the bed. "No, I came to ask if you wanted to go shopping."
That gets the shrine maiden to look at you curiously. "Shopping?"
You nod. "I have decided, in my vast and unmatched wealth, that you shall come with me on a trip to your favorite store in the Kappa Village."
The hug you got after that nearly broke your collarbone, so she probably forgave you.
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The Kappa Village is the busiest you've ever seen it, having gone from bustling to… well, more bustling, honestly. The factories are still running at full capacity and the market is still at full swing, but you seemed to have wandered into the Kappa Village during some form of festival. Or at least the preparation of a festival, which they may enjoy just as much. The already well lit streets are now remarkably more colorful, with various paper lanterns and electric lights casting a brilliant amalgamation of colors like someone had overturned a paint pot on the roads.
Each lantern is painted, some advertising shops while others are showing various bits of Japanese myth, though the majority of those are all Kappa themed. In the eastern section of the town you can see many devices… monstrosities, being worked on even from here. They seem to be a horrible mix between an automated slaughterhouse and parade floats.
Either way you aren't going in that direction, and you tow Sanae through the market towards a particular shop. The kappa are all out in force. trying to see who can advertise the loudest and most obnoxiously, and various other youkai are out and about enjoying the festivities and making purchases. You push through it all, moving with practice towards Etsuko's shop.
Etsuko's is, if not out of the way, at least not in the absolute chaos that is the center of the market. Beyond the usual hawkers the only thing of note nearby is a group of Tengu arguing with a rather wizened looking male kappa that seems to be promising rather devastating sword upgrades. You idly listen to the sales pitch, and wonder if Kanako would truly enjoy a sword that is also a flamethrower and a taser, before you are rather unceremoniously dragged into the shop.
The first thing that hits you is the same scent you were blasted with the last time you were here; plastic and dust. A unique smell given the technological situation Gensokyo is in, and not one you miss, truth be told. Still, the effect it has on you is noticeably different than it is on the shrine maiden. Namely that she seems to be in her equivalent of a candy store.
"You know, I could have sworn you would be happy with all the stuff you got on our vacation."
Sanae elbows you, though far lighter than normal. "That's that, this is this." The shrine maiden then, for all intents and purposes, skips over to the counter. Etsuko isn't visible, at least not at first. The kappa pulls herself up from below the counter to reveal herself. The kappa is much the same as you last saw her, grey hair tied back in a thick braid, heavy goggles over her eyes that she lifts up to her forehead as she blinks and focuses.
"Ah… young Sanae, the usual?"
Sanae steps up and nods eagerly, and with a motherly grin the kappa digs underneath the desk for a moment before placing a familiar box onto the counter. "Got a pretty good haul lately, you ain't been round so I've had time to stock up an-"
"I'll take all of it." Sanae cuts her off with a wide and eager grin.
You walk up as this is going on, eyes looking up and down displays with mild fascination before you focus on the conversation.
Etsuko blinks in surprise at the before letting out a dry laugh. "Fair enough, you got the payment for it?"
You raise a hand. "Hard currency, if that is alright of course."
Etsuko leans forward, electronics pushed aside as she takes a good look at you. "I'd have to verify the currency, but sure, waddya got youngling?"
You still find it amusing she thinks you are young.
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"Oooh, I've wanted to try this one, and this one, and this one!" Sanae is giggling and making a bit of a scene in the restaurant as she goes over her purchases. You know nothing about them, but seeing her so giddy and happy means this was probably the right decision.
You idly pop a piece of tofu in your mouth and watch her go through her haul with all the eagerness of a small child. It didn't take much in the way of convincing to get her to stop by your favorite restaurant in the Kappa Village while she went over her purchases. Though you are admittedly rather annoyed that her food is getting cold. It might not be the best but it is still tofu, and it is not to be wasted so frivolously.
"Glad to see you are enjoying yourself. I take it you want to just head back to the shrine to play them."
The shrine maiden nods eagerly and thankfully sets them down to begin eating. "Tdyth muh dy oth!"
You smile at the shrine maiden currently doing an impression of a chipmunk. "Mine as well, I think I'll just be relaxing at the shrine for the rest of the day, avoid any fights."
Sanae swallows her food and giggles. "I'd make a joke about your chance of avoiding fights but your luck seems to be rubbing off on me."
The smile dies. "I can regenerate, and am made of sterner stuff. I would rather not someone make a habit of attacking you. If your mothers didn't get to them first I would more than make them regret their decision, or die in the process."
Sanae lets out a sigh. "I know, but right now I have new stuff and a day off. Do we have to talk about all that vengeance stuff?"
A perhaps slightly bitter laugh escapes you. "This is Gensokyo, as far as I've been made aware it runs on a cycle of 'Person A' does something bad, 'Persons B through F' seek vengeance… or just join the fight for amusement." You stab your chopsticks down and pick up another piece of tofu. "It's a vengeance based economy, we screwed over Danjuro by actively not playing the market like he expected."
At that Sanae laughs audibly, one hand moving to clutch at her stomach as she breaks down into peals of amused laughter. A few other patrons in the shop look over curiously, but none for very long. "I-I've never heard of it described like that but yes, Gensokyo works on a series of repeated punches to various newcomers faces."
You grin. "Precisely, and I'm a newcomer. So save the punches for me okay?"
"I'll try, before you came along most people saw fit to fight me more than anyone else."
"A fact that grieves me to no end, now eat the damned lunch I've paid for so you can enjoy your games." You just had one more stop before you went home.
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Your shoes echo as you walk through the western end of the temple, your eyes scanning all around as you look for the missing curse goddess. So far you haven't seen hide, hair, or hat of her, and frankly you are actually starting to get rather suspicious. Sanae ducked into her room almost immediately once you both got back, after she gave you a hug of course. Kanako meanwhile is off working at her forge, probably making some form of doomsday weapon.
Suwako however… is gone, and as you search the western end of the temple the only person you spot is Haru, sweeping dirt from the hallway through the open door. The shrine maiden in training looks up as you approach, and she seems to be stuck trying to decide as to whether she should bow or wave before she fascinatingly does both at once. Her hand raises in a hello even as she bends the full ninety degrees to show subservience.
You pay it no mind, correcting her might spook her at this point. "Afternoon Haru, have you seen a blonde around?" You hold out a hand to be around hip level. "Either my height or hip height, tends to croak like a frog when she speaks?"
Haru for her part rises from her bow to look at you like you've grown a second head. The girl has grown more relaxed already, though in part that may be because she no longer has a leaky roof over her head. She still isn't used to the utter insanity that is the Moriya though, as her mouth moves up and down as she tries to figure out how to answer that question.
"... Yeah didn't think so, keep up the good work." You then walk by her, one hand moving to ruffle her hair as you step out into the yard. It's a gorgeous day, barely a cloud in the sky and the shimmering effect of the barrier in the spring-going-on-summer sky casts a cascade of colors near the tip that you have yet to get tired of looking at. You pause, halfway off the step before turning back to Haru. "We picked up some clothes for you by the way, you may want to speak with Sanae. She's probably so deep into her video games she forgot."
Raising your arm in a wave you make your way across the yard and come to a stop next to Suwako's new statue. It's glittering in the light, and at certain angles the gold is almost painful to look at. The metal is completely spotless and quite possibly is the purest gold you've seen in your life… though you do suppose it was a gift from heaven.
Well, bribe, and apology, but the Moriya don't question such things. If they are given it, it is a gift.
You stare up at the statue a moment longer, then speak the words of summoning. "I seek the aid of the great god of Suwa, whose might is matched only by her wit and charm."
A loud croak sounds through the air, and you turn your head back to see a large plant bulb appearing and unfurling on top of the pond. The sound of birdsong fills the air, and you can see lilypads rising to the surface of the water as a golden radiant light shines down upon the area. The bulb unfurls completely, revealing Suwako sitting atop it, her eyes closed and her breathing deep.
She then smiles and looks at you. "Ya forget to mention my beauty." She rises then, arms out to the side as she walks atop the water before stepping onto dry land. Her head cocks slightly to the side as she looks at you.
You hold up three fingers. "I fail to see the need to mention your beauty, for if I did you would quite possibly never stop talking about it." Two fingers. "I make a point of bugging all the Moriya regularly, so I was hoping to see what you were up to… and what you do for fun." Last finger. "Fine illusion by the way. I almost didn't realize you were faking that whole display, now kindly don't attempt to stab me in the back."
You hear a snicker behind you and the goddess in front of you fades. Turning back around you see Suwako leaning against the statue with a wide grin. "A god always wants to be flattered Ayumu, in all respects. But thanks, and ah am likin' this illusion stuff."
"Glad to see my teachings have gone over well, soon you may have an entire army of snakes at your command."
The smile shrinks a little. "There was a time ah did, but such ah thing is not necessary." The goddess steps forward and walks past you, her eyes idly looking up at the sky as she speaks. "As for yer question ah don't really think about such things." Her eyes trail back over to you, her smile now just a ghost of its former self. "Spirit, ah don't really get bored or have to deal with idleness. I don't decay or need to maintain myself like others do, I can just simply persist as I will."
"What, you don't enjoy playing games or screwing with Kanako?"
The smile grows slightly, and a twinkle of amusement shines in her eyes. "Ah do, but ah don't need to constantly look for such things."
You raise a hand to her chin, that is a valid point, but on the other hand. "You could always teach me that game you and Kanako are always playing, the non-murder one that is."
Suwako's smile turns particularly… dangerous.
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You lean back against the mat, your fingers screaming in pain. Your hands were not meant for this tiny little device, and you feel a headache coming on from having to stare so intently at the television. Not to mention the faint ringing that it gives off is doing wonderful things to your ears due to having to sit so close to it.
Even with all that the most discomforting thing is the demented giggle of your 'playmate'. The curse goddess is currently relishing in her 27th straight victory. For someone who apparently doesn't seek out enjoyment the woman is having the time of her 'life' absolutely tearing you to pieces.
You sit back up. "You are taking far too much pleasure out of this. Evil curse goddess."
Suwako sticks her tongue out at you. "Play again?"
"Of course."
Chapter 125: Rebuilding
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You know, lately you haven't been eager to dive back into dreams. Even your own reaction to the previous dream near the Sanzu surprised you, and frankly you consider it somewhat shameful. You have a good life here, one you… you believe Akiya would be happy to know you had. Still, there's a pull from time to time, an urge to see them more than anything else in the world. It's something you've dealt with for centuries, but Gensokyo has not been kind in the way it forces you to think about it repeatedly.
Stil-
*Knock knock*
You look away from the table and your musings to rest your eyes on the door. Suwako doesn't like to knock. Kanako even less so. Haru you would have definitely noticed walking up so…
"Sanae?"
With a click the door opens, revealing a familiar goddess with purple hair. "Not quite." Kanako is in her usual relaxation gear. That being a pair of jeans and a long shirt, it's not regal and it certainly isn't divine. But it is somehow undeniably Kanako, as unlike Suwako she has an off swi-
Well, no, Kanako doesn't have an 'off switch', but she definitely has moments where she seems to be more human and seeks creature comforts. It's possibly the most notable contrast between the two, one lives life just going with the motions and doesn't seek out much in the way of comfort or change. The other is constantly striving to better themselves and enjoy life as it is. The dichotomy of mortals and gods you suppose, of which Kanako is seemingly turning more mortal the more she is around you. Or at the very least, she is more willing to show you Mume.
If there is any actual difference between Kanako and Mume in truth you are uncertain, but you are getting distracted. "An unexpected guest. Please, do come into my humble abode."
Kanako doesn't smile at the invitation, instead she enters and closes the door behind her. She looks around the room for a moment, not that it has changed much since the… last time she was here. When she speaks it is flat and without any form of emotion behind the words. "I would not call it humble, this was built by the hands of deities. It is more than many would have."
You raise your hands in mock surrender, acknowledging the point. "I am aware, I know more than most what it means to be homeless and hopeless beyond measure. It's nice having a roof over my head, I'm sure Haru feels the same."
Kanako pauses when you mention Haru, her head turning a moment to look back as if she could see the storeroom through the wall. Which… well, she probably can. "Indeed, she has proven to be most eager to prove herself. Though she is not why I am here."
You don't respond, instead you merely watch as Kanako walks forward. Her steps make almost no noise as she moves, and with a graceful motion she sits down next to your bed, one leg kicked out while the other is bent so that her arm can rest on the knee. It's a very relaxed pose for her, and probably something she is doing to make you feel more comfortable. Which also more than likely means you will not enjoy this coming conversation.
"I gave you today to relax so that you would not spend all of your time focusing on the Moriya, while I do appreciate your efforts to expand our powerbase and serve us… you must also live your own life Ayumu." Her eyes bore into your own, her expression still flat. "I have been watching you now for several months, and your attempt to end your own life bothered me greatly."
"I… wasn't thinking about what I was doing." Even you think that sounds like bullshit.
Her hand raises and clutches you by the chin, your head tilting upwards slightly as she gently pulls you forwards. "I do not care what you think you are doing, you are a member of this shrine. You are a valued servant, you are…" Kanako closes her eyes a moment, a breath escaping her. When she opens then again her eyes are molten with emotion and her mouth has set into a frown. "You are a friend Ayumu, you are not some vagabond off the street. I have made this perfectly clear but I clearly must keep doing so, you are as important to the shrine as near anyone else. Do not throw away your life so easily." The grip on your chin tenses for an instant. "And if you are truly so troubled that you would jam your own claws into your chest, then tell me your woes."
Her hand lets go of your chin and her frown slowly turns into a smile, a gentle one by her standards. "Time does not heal all wounds, and there are some which never heal fully. I have my own demons Ayumu, and I have mastered and accepted them. It made me quite happy to see you enjoying yourself today."
This was… not a conversation you were expecting to be having today, or at all really. But that in itself is very much Kanako. You are rather flat-footed for once, not quite sure what to say so you go with the first thing that comes to mind. "As I said, it wasn't a conscious thing and I was ashamed of myself for the attempt. I've enjoyed my time here, as I have stated on multiple occasions."
"And yet I can't help but wonder, if Suwako hadn't heard your cries of pain would you have told us of the incident at all?"
I don't, I mean… breath. "I place value on my life as a Moriya as you ask, but coming that close to my sister caused a reaction I didn't even know I was capable of." You draw in another breath as you think about what you want to say. Kanako's expression is flat again, though her eyes still burn with… frustration. "I apologize, but I cannot control the dreams as such."
Kanako raises her hand again, her palm flat like she was about to slap you. It wavers, then closes into a fist that she places against the ground. "I am not asking you to control your own reactions to dream shinshi, were that I could myself I would be a far different person than the goddess you see now before you."
You'd imagine she is relating your situation to the Mume dre-
With a lurch you are pulled forward, your halfway unbuttoned shirt nearly ripping as she grabs it and uses it to yank you forward so that your face is just inches away from hers. Her red eyes bore deep into your own unwavering, and you can't help but note she smells faintly of plums. "What I do not wish is for you to hide it. As you have so many things, I want you to tell me of your troubles shinshi, and I wish for you to tell me what makes you happy so that I might reward you for your services. If I see you attempting to take your own life again I will ensure your death would be a mercy. Do we understand each other?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good." She lets go of your shirt, and the gentle smile has returned. "I would apologize for how blunt I am being Ayumu, but were your skull any harder I could break onbashira atop it."
"I think Sanae would take offense to that idea." You say, trying to salvage something of this conversation on your own terms. Kanako has a… gift for running you over in conversations.
"Possibly. Or she may assist." Kanako slowly raises her hand to run at her chin, the arm resting on the knee a moment longer before she slowly pushes herself up. "I may have to grant you a boon in reward for your services at some occasion."
You stare at her and slowly raise your wrist. "I have the staff?"
Kanako smirks. "You indeed have the staff, and would that you only know what a gift that is. But after seeing how much you gave to my daughter today I can't help but feel a little left out myself. Tell me Ayumu, what do you enjoy?"
You blink, she's… huh. You suppose you've never really had that discussion with many people. With a grunt you stand up as well, smiling back at the goddess. Though despite your best efforts you cannot quite match the levels of smirk she is able to put out. The woman makes self-confidence into an art, then promptly murders everyone else in the field.
"Books normally, though I haven't really dabbled in that beyond a few shorter ones and Keine's tome since I arrived here." You shrug your shoulders, idly glancing out the window towards the night sky before focusing on the goddess again. "It was my main form of entertainment in Tokyo, I could afford them and could read, and in the later days when I couldn't interact that much with technology well… older objects still worked with youkai for the most part."
A small part of you is rather disappointed your clan apparently didn't share the interest in literature, among the many objects that came with Yukari there wasn't much… not that you've sorted them all. Most of what you've found was clan records, so you couldn't exactly hope for the works of Jippensha or the like.
"You request books?" Kanako asks, seemingly a bit confused.
"I'm not exactly one for a harem of women or the finest liquor, someplace to relax and unwind is usually all that I aimed for, call me lazy but Tokyo was a rather busy city."
Kanako's eyes look towards the ceiling before she nods her head. "It shall be done, in the meantime I shall leave you to your rest."
You nod. "Was going to make a spellcard and fall asleep, so thanks for checking up on me."
Kanako's gaze narrows so fast you almost jump. "A spellcard? I would be here for this."
She seems… eager, then again it is in small part a power boost so she would be all for it. You don't respond, instead you merely bend down and pull out a card from the top of the stack. It's blank face shines briefly in the dim light of your room, before you allow your magic to seep into it.
"Ay-"
With a deafening bang you are sent flying back into the wall, the table and the rest of your spellcards flying through the air like disturbed leaves. Your vision swims, and your ears ring for several long moments. You hear a muffled pop, and the ringing abruptly ceases.
Your vision recovers a second later, only to start shaking again as a war goddess decides to emulate a tumultuous sea using your shoulders. Despite her efforts your eyes are fixated on the card that has gently landed in front of you, the numbing pain of your arm exploding and the goddess checking on you are both ignored as you stare at the design and title.
It depicts a series of white silhouette foxes in front of a village undergoing construction, scaffolding and lumber laying about in pristine color despite the normal appearance of your cards. Each detail can be made out rather easily despite the small size, though in your case that is more due to the fact that you know the scene particularly well. In the village itself is a large temple, one that was never there before, but one you have become very familiar with.
The text below it is in golden letters.
'Last Word - Legacy of the Shinjo'
Kanako stops shaking you, her head turning to look at the card as well. Ignoring her you move forwards, your hand slowly picking up the card and holding it up to the dim light. "Can… somebody have more than one Last Word?"
"Per the spellcard system, no. It is unheard of." Without asking Kanako reaches down and gently takes the card out of your grasp. You aren't paying her any mind, your eyes are searching the floor and putting all your cards together.
Fox Sign.
Scarlet Shoot.
Earth-God Summon.
Your finished spellcards all wound up in roughly the same place, mostly because you don't keep those on the table anymore in preparation for an unexpected night attack. All of your cards are there, except for a single blank card sitting amongst them all. "I… appear to have lost my original Last Word." You never used it, but… it was yours- was you.
"A Last Word is the personification of the user." You hear Kanako moving behind you, and she brushes behind you she places your new card next to the blank one. "I congratulate you on your growth Ayumu."
I… "I'm not quite sure how to process this."
Kanako chuckles, and with the sound of creaking wood she stands up again. "I would take it as a victory, but for now I suggest cleaning up and planning for the day ahead. Tomorrow I wish for us to do more investigation. I expect you to have a plan in the morning."
You stare at the card without replying, your eyes tracing over its features.
"That wasn't a request Ayumu."
You blink. "Yes, sorry, plan and cleaning. I understand."
Heavy footsteps fill the room as the goddess moves towards the door, you hear it open before she gets one last word in. "Sleep well Ayumu, I shall be in my room if you require my aid." Then, with the sound of wood hitting wood, the door closes behind her, leaving you in the dimly moonlit room surrounded by spellcards.
Your hand slowly reaches up to rub at the wound on your chest, it's closing rapidly but will still be showing now for sometime.
You hope it's being the last wound you ever inflict upon yourself.
Chapter 126: Magicians and Machinations
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Your mind goes over the options, uselessly traveling in circles. Every time you try to focus you drift back and whenever you try to sort out the past few minutes you get stuck. It's infuriating. No matter how much you try to be a Moriya(™) and charge headlessly through your dilemma, you are confronted with proof that Kanako may have succeeded in her crusade to put you back together. Not that she's succeeded: centuries of issues do not go away with one mere pep talk, or even several divine pep talks. And you don't trust spellcards, of all things, to be a sign of mental stability.
But there's definitely evidence of rebuilding, at least on the card itself. Furthermore, Kanako has actually admitted you may just be friends with each other, you feel like you should schedule a parade. You have moved over the lofty cliff of 'distant acquaintances' in her mind to the point you might even be considered compatriots.
Though you know more than well that is just how Kanako processes things. Kanako puts the spirit before the woman. Mume is a part of her, but it is honestly a small part. Kanako has been a goddess far longer than she was a human so she has difficulties getting off the pedestal. Suwako just doesn't… care, while Sanae values her humanity more than any faux divinity and class that may come with being a servant of two very powerful gods.
… The idea of Sanae attempting to be regal beyond mockery amuses you, even her attempts back on that first day were rather awkward, and by the time you had reached the shrine proper she was as friendly and outgoing as you know her now. Until Kanako got sucker-ringed anyway. Perhaps that should just be the Moriya standard? 'Hello. How are you? Let me perform some divine spinal adjustment.'
Amusing thoughts, and a rather warm and fuzzy feeling you can't quite discern the origin of, aside, you do at least have some plans for tomorrow. Though one is, admittedly, rather random.
The first is to wander the forest of magic, in part to see if the instigator of this mess is around: it's the best place to hide that you can think of, between the swarms of youkai inside it and the the general supernatural properties. The second is to check up on Alice and maybe Marisa. It would be unfair to say you still hold a grudge against Marisa, as she did apologize. But you do tend to keep those who shot you without reasoning on a rather… close watch.
Well, if it comes to that you will have Kanako with you. You are rather confident in bringing the flying bulldozer to meet the human with delusions of grandeur. Though you may need to be rather clandestine if it comes to that, as from what you've gathered of Marisa's personality Kanako showing up may start a fight.
At least Alice has never been anything but friendly, so you don't have to worry about her, but there are still a lot of unknowns in those woods. It will be good to wander it with someone who can lift a house and beat the owner to death with it.
The other plan for the day is Nitori. You still wish to look into precisely what she wants the orbs for. Whether profit or some other machination you are unaware, but you want to get to the bottom of this. If nothing else than because she is living underneath you, and that is the only remaining direction low enough on threats you can almost ignore it.
They have tanks, you are not particularly fond of those… and you would rather Kanako and Suwako not get fond of them either.
With that lovely thought in mind you turn your head back to the bed, your spellcards still scattered about the place. With a sigh, you get to work cleaning them up so that you can sleep without accidentally destroying half of the shrine.
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Your night of sleep is without dreams, as is usually the case on nights you make a spellcard. You are fairly sure there is a correlation of some sort between them, but you would rather not screw with a good thing, so you won't worry about it.
The sound of birdsong fills the air, along with the ever-present distant roar of the waterfall and soft breathing. An interesting mix, and one that you have come to enjoy more than the sounds of any city at this point.
At the very least one is easier on the ears.
You slowly extract yourself from the bed, your arms popping as you stretch them above your head and fully open your eyes. "Good morning, Suwako."
The goddess smiles from where she is leaning against the wall. She's sitting down, her hat on her lap as her head rests against the wood, smoke idly rising from her pipe. The scent of the smoke is saccharine, and so strong you are surprised it didn't wake you up earlier. The smell is fragrant enough that you can taste it… tobacco.
"So ya did the deed and got beanpole pregnant." Her amusement seems to rise as the smoke does, as her chuckle causes the wisps to rise rapidly to the ceiling.
"Not hardly, as much as I do consider Kanako an ally and… a friend at this point I am in no mood to allow more of her to exist in the world. It would not survive the experience."
Several more amused puffs escape the pipe as her grin grows inhumanly wide. "Probably not, don't want anyone givin' her an army anytime soon myself. Ah had kids, and ah'm the stable one thank you very much."
You move past the goddess to start selecting your clothes for the day, idly speaking as you pull out your other suit. More fragile, but you are traipsing through a forest. "The goddess who claims she seeks out no joy in life, and tends to just randomly appear around the shrine for her own amusement? Stable? I'm seeing a self-defeating principle here."
"Yah, but ah haven't changed in forever." The pipe pops out of Suwako's mouth, her tongue extending down a foot before she drops the pipe into her hand. "Ah'm the golden standard of stability and mental fortitude, platinum if you compare me to the rest of the people here."
You idly dust off the suit, fur briefly growing from your skin that you use to idly wipe it down. Satisfied that it looks good enough for a spellcard duel you turn back to the goddess. "I could spend a decent amount of time detailing the points of Kanako and yourselves character, what makes you tick and how precisely you are all insane. But what is wrong with Sanae exactly?"
You don't mention Haru, the girl has clear abuse issues of some form, you just need to study her further to figure out exactly what.
"She didn't know how to adapt to Gensokyo at first, then she got a whole idea about 'ignoring common sense'." Suwako explains, her smile turning a touch more wistful as she recalls.
"... Do I want to know?" You, of course, do really. Any blackmail material is good blackmail material. But it helps to sound nervous in some negotiations.
"Yep, what'll ya give me fer it?"
You blink, thinking over what you can offer before your mind comes to a screeching halt. "Are you asking for bribes in exchange for dirt on your own daughter?"
Suwako looks up to the ceiling, her eyes idly searching the wood for a few seconds with a confused look on her face, an act to look like she was actually debating the point. Her head then snaps back to look you in the eyes as the easygoing grin returns. "Yep."
You let out a snort, walking past the goddess again to open the door. "That is disgusting and immoral, what do you want for it?"
A particularly malicious chuckle drifts out of the goddess's mouth like an audible miasma. "Oh, we can work somethin' out."
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You finish the shower quickly, less because you have a strict schedule and more because you now have someone else to split bathroom time with. Once dried and brushed you step back out into the hallway, your claw idly scraping underneath your chin to remove any excess hair.
Haru is waiting outside the door, a change of clothes in her hands that look suspiciously like something you've seen in Sanae's closet. You smile at her, as friendly as you can manage. "It has plenty of hot water left, and I made sure not to leave any fur around."
Infinite hot water really, it's piped from hell.
Haru gives you a nervous look before brushing past you to step into the bathroom. You've yet to see that girl smile, at least when you're around. Perhaps you should twist the screws into that crime boss yourself, she may find it amusing. The sound of the water kicks on behind you, the sound of water splashing onto a face from the sink echoing out a moment later.
Then again, perhaps not. You have a feeling Haru is mostly going to be a Sanae project. You aren't good at… helping people like that. At least not in ways that could be considered healthy. Fumiko Kajitani comes to mind.
Your eyes drift out to the yard, vision landing on the gently rippling pond. You suppose the Moriya do have a habit of attracting the broken. Turning away you make your way down the hallway and through the main room, the morning light is pouring through the open door to paint the room in a rather gorgeous assortment of colors. To say nothing of the giant mural of the two goddesses against the far wall.
You linger there a moment, then continue on towards the dining room. The first thing you note is that the walls have been slid open along the side of the shrine, allowing fresh air and a rather pleasant breeze to waft in. The second thing is that Suwako is sitting on the couch in front of the television and is looking rather nervous.
"Kanako is cooking, I take it?"
Well, that would normally just be an educated guess. But your nose is tingling from the distinct air of spices in the next room over.
"With Sanae, so it should be at least survivable."
You give the curse goddess a smirk and walk past the open door into the kitchen. Kanako is the first one you spot, namely because she is standing right in front of you wearing a plain blue apron. The goddess is idly stirring some peppers in a skillet with her hand, the other is holding the skillet in place without a glove.
Sanae, meanwhile, is bouncing around the other end of the room, steaming rice in her off white apron that has little frogs and snakes all over it. Her eyes catch yours as she turns around to ask Kanako something, a beatific smile forming on her countenance. "Good morning!"
"Morning, need a hand?"
"This task is already well in hand, Shinshi." Kanako lets out an amused snort. "I have sampled the spices you brought from Tokyo and I do believe I have perfected the mix."
You look at Kanako, the goddess has her 'victory' look on her face. The look she usually adopts when she is about to commit a justified murder or wins a game on the Nintendo. Right, well, in you goddess I place my faith.
Looking away from the radiance of the goddess you look over to Sanae who merely shrugs her shoulders. "Help me with the eggs?"
You smile, brushing past Kanako to grab the extra apron and walk over. "Eggs and rice this morning?"
Sanae nods and hands you the basket full of eggs, they are fresh and brown, quite possibly a tribute, with how few blemishes there are upon them. With a little tink you hit one against the side of the counter then carefully dump the egg into a waiting glass bowl. "All of the Moriya sans two cooking in the morning, how rare." You muse.
Sanae reaches over you for some salt, forcing you to lean back as her head nearly collides with your chin. She successfully obtains it, tossing it to her other hand before she starts to sprinkle it onto the rice. "Pulling out all the stops this morning?"
Sanae shrugs. "I like cooking, and I'm making Omurice as I thought Haru would be more familiar with it."
You crack another egg and arch a brow. "I think she is familiar with burgers and pizza, outsider after all."
"Well the moment you find a delivery service then please let me know. The only 'delivery' around here is from the Kappa and the Buddhists, and neither are particularly… great."
That causes you to pause, the eggs settling on the bowl as you watch. "Besides enlightenment what do the Buddhists deliver?"
"Nazrin, the mouse youkai?" You nod, having seen her around before. "She can find lost objects. They always charge a ton, and if you can't pay they make you work for the temple or convert." Sanae explains.
"How very devious, perhaps I should like to strategize with them." You pick up the bowl and place it next to Kanako on the counter, turning back around to get the ketchup only to have a spatula hit you across the chest. You glance down at it, then follow the hand holding it up to see the frowning face of Kanako.
"No fraternizing with the enemy, Shinshi."
You look at her aghast. "I would never, I would merely be swapping notes before screwing them over later. Fraternizing is just a… simple term."
The spatula whaps your chest again before she pulls it back. "No, behave servant."
You give her a pout and move the spatula with you finger. "How little faith you have."
Sanae snickers. "She has faith in your ability to get yourself beatup or shot at."
… So she still hasn't learned from the Taoist debacle I see. "You know, I'm starting to take offense to that, it's not like I'm the only one who makes unfortunate decisions around here."
Sanae actually turns her head to smirk at you. "Yet you seem to make the worst ones."
You stare at her, your eyes boring holes into hers. "Who of us decided that it would be wise to decide that, because Reimu doesn't know who her god is, the Moriya have full rights to take over her shrine? And was then beaten over the head repeatedly?"
Sanae blinks, the smirk fading. "That wa-"
"Who decided that the best way to advertise the shrine was to attach a streaming banner to themselves and fly over the Human Village until they collided with a Tengu?"
Now she's blushing. "That's not how th-"
"Who decided that in order to flaunt your goddesses beauty in comparison to, and I quote. 'That frumpy old Buddha' that a Kappa was hired to make copied posters of them to put over any and all advertisements Byakuren put up? To the point where Byakuren nearly got into a fistfight with the entire shrine at once?"
Two rare sounds occur at once. The first is that Sanae is making embarrassing choking sounds, something you honestly live for. The second is that Kanako is actually out and out laughing, her head back and a wide smile on her face as her laughter echoes throughout the room.
Chorused by Suwako one room over of course.
"Out!" A rice spoon beats your ears as Sanae herds you to the living room. "You damned fox!"
You duck as a fork goes flying towards your head, the head of it bouncing off of the wall. "This violence is very unlike you, you are meant to be the one with 'common sense'!"
That only gets more peals of laughter from Kanako, though you cannot enjoy it for very much longer as you have to quickly abscond the kitchen less she switch from the cutlery she is grabbing to cast iron cookware. Your hands and feet hit the floor as turn into a fox mid stride, scampering out of the kitchen and into the dining room. Your claws click against the wooden floor as you leap around the corner, through the threshold of the dining room, up the dining room table and onto Suwako's shoulder.
The goddess grab you immediately, one hand plucking you from her shoulder by the neck to place you in her lap. Her hand then starts to gently run through your fur, a wide smirk on her face. "Good work, I expect the return by the end of the week."
You crack an eye open as she runs her finger along your scalp, your eyes looking around the room until they settle on a rather confused looking and wide-eyed Haru. Good, the target is still making breakfast with Sanae. One week should be enough time to prepare Suwako's… request.
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"So I figure we would start with the forest, that way if any fights were going to happen we would get them out of the way early." You finish explaining the days plan to the table, idly poking at your rice as you do so.
Kanako is nodding along while Suwako seems to be hardly paying attention. Sanae looks like she has no opinion while Haru well… Haru looks like she is trying to be as small as possible so nobody asks her anything.
"A good starting point, though I feel the Kappa shall be a more rewarding discussion. If they have already obtained orbs we can easily purchase them." Kanako says, getting a nod from you.
"Probably, though I would rather know the precise reason why they are after them before we open up any form of business negotiation." Your eyes drift from Kanako over to Suwako, popping a piece of the omelette in your mouth as you do so. "What will you be doing today?"
Suwako shrugs her shoulders. "Gonna be guardin' the shrine and studyin' the orb more. Working on an enchantment with Sanae to track 'em down."
Your eyes flit over to Sanae. "You know enchantment?"
The shrine maiden shakes her head. "No… but I can perform miracles, so sometimes we can mix that with enchantments to get stronger effects. It will take a while though, so this morning I am going out with Haru to get her some new clothes and toiletries."
Haru fidgets in her seat, clearly looking rather uncomfortable but doesn't say anything. "Try to avoid any fights, I'll send the fox with you."
To your surprise Sanae nods, holding out her palm. The fox scampers from your breast pocket and lands upon the table, then it runs around the plates before taking another leap into her palm. That also noticeably got Haru's attention, the shrine maiden in training is staring at it in clear curiosity as it runs a few circles around in Sanae's palm before diving into one of her pockets.
Interested in magic are we? Something to keep in mind for later, for now there is breakfast.
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You look over at Kanako, stretching your arms idly as you stare at the forest in front of you. It is as foreboding as always, though that honestly is part of its charm. There are quite a few youkai out and about this morning, and mostly ones you do not recognize. All appear to be malicious, to humans at least.
… Which does raise the question as to why Marisa chose here of all places to live to be honest. Perhaps she just likes the challenge of living in a place that conspires to eat your face at a moments notice.
Still, you are a youkai and Kanako is a god, which means you have very little to worry about from other random youkai. "So, idly wander or do you want to see Marisa and Alice?"
Kanako crosses her arms beneath her bust. "Let us begin with Alice, the puppeteer rarely is involved with incidents. Let alone struggles for power. So she would be a useful source of information." Her head turns to look deeper into the woods, eyes narrowing as if she could see the house from here. "Marisa tends to be knowledgeable, due to her proximity to the Hakurei, however that same proximity leaves her an undesirable element for… diplomacy."
"Alice it is, then."
Without another word Kanako starts forward and you walk behind her. The sounds of nature replacing that of the waterfall rather quickly as the forest gets thicker and thicker. Scattered fallen trees and tracks abound, signs that there are living creatures everywhere here. Though this is not a path you yourself are familiar with. When you visit the forest you either fly over it to get to your destination or approach it from the Human Village side.
But Kanako is Kanako, so when she leads you follow.
It's not an easy path by any stretch of the imagination, what 'road' there is is little more than a beaten down, halfway present footpath, nearly overrun by thick vines. It's more of an animal trail than anything, though you easily dodge errant branches while Kanako simply pushes them out of the way as necessary. It doesn't take long at your pace either way, and nothing even attempts to stop your forward progress. Before long you stand before the western-styled house that Alice calls home.
Sunlight pours into the clearing, the most you've seen of it in the last few minutes in fact. It lights up her flower garden, where Doll's are hard at work, flitting this way and that with little clippers and trowels. It appears the garden is undergoing a small renovation, as Alice is sitting on the front porch manipulating all this herself. Up to and including two dolls roughly your height digging a large hole near the back corner.
None of them react to your approach, though Alice looks at you both as you enter the clearing. Her fingers wiggle and dance, nearly invisible string glinting in the light that are controlling each doll in a way far beyond human. One last and final group of dolls is off in the corner of the clearing, working on the Goliath Doll that is currently leaning back against a tree, it's face partially open to reveal complex wooden gears and ropes on the inside.
Neat.
Kanako walks to the left, kindly choosing not to traipse on Alice's garden in favor of using the small grassy path to her door. Once on it she walks forward, dolls moving out of her way automatically. You follow, hands in your pockets as you make your way down the path and towards Alice.
The magician in question was apparently reading a large book, as with the sound of paper hitting paper she closes it as you both approach. She doesn't stand up, nor does she stop moving her fingers. "If you have come to talk I would ask for a moment that I might prepare tea. I am afraid I am rather busy for a battle, however."
Kanako shakes her head, placing her hands on her hips as she stands before the porch. "We have come to talk, but do not hassle yourself."
Alice doesn't react to that, though the magician tends not to show much in the way of emotions anyway… though you have a rather small sample size, unfortunately. You can count the amount of times you've seen Alice outside of this forest on one hand. It was when she joined you all for the assault on the Inverted castle.
The magician smiles slightly, very slightly, both of her hands moving to rest on the tome as she stares at the goddess. "Then what do the Moriya wish to discuss?"
Kanako crooks her finger behind her back, you glance at it a moment then get the hint, stepping forward. Alice's head turns to look at you as you approach, the smile on her face unchanging. "We came by to ask if you know anything about the ongoing incident? Have you noticed anything strange?"
Alice tilts her head, her hand currently not preoccupied with moving the dolls raising to support her chin. "None, though Marisa did come around to ask if I had any of those orbs that have caused all the trouble recently."
Oh, so Marisa is involved. That doesn't really surprise you, but it does mean you will have to treat meeting her rather carefully, lest you get another laser to the face. She won't apologise a second time, after all.
"Understandable, though I must admit I am surprised by how well you get along with… her."
Not the most tactful thing to say by any means, but you are trying to sound deliberately more unsure of yourself.
It works, if her smile is anything to go by. "I do not, but that is besides the point. I am afraid I have little to offer the Moriya in terms of information. Nor do I wish to become a spy, lest I invite trouble to my own doorstep."
… There, it was faint, but there was a shift in her movements. Alice, as far as you gathered, used to be a human, and there is faint little a human can do to fool you. Unless they are Sanae, but that is complete and utter cockamamie how she does it. She's hiding something, she isn't lying per say. But she is keeping something from you, and that immediately sets you on edge.
If Kanako notices she doesn't show it, and you slowly rub your fingers together, casting a light illusion on yourself to look like you are moving closer to the porch than you actually are. Just in case someone starts shooting.
"Unfortunate. And you have not seen any newcomers?" Kanako asks.
Alice shakes her head. "Few make it to my side of the forest, and I have not witnessed any alive in quite some time."
A dark choice of words, but the result isn't the same. She isn't telling the whole truth. Her hand dances with the movement of the dolls, and you know from experience that those you see probably is not all that are here.
Kanako doesn't seem to have caught onto anything, though she could also just be hiding it.
... Hmm.
Chapter 127: Daemonization
Chapter Text
Alice is hiding something, more power to her to be honest, you know everyone has their own secrets. But… when there is an incident about you can't just let things like that go. Also you are a fox, allowing others to keep things from you would be downright deviant. Not that you want to run Alice over or push too hard, but there are subtler methods to see precisely what she is hiding from you. The first is both the easiest and the most effective to be honest, at least, among the non-magical means.
"Fair enough." With a smile and shrug of your shoulders you allow yourself to visibly relax, looking for all the world like nothing is wrong at all and you are just happy to be here and enjoying her company. "So how have you been lately? I don't see you around the village that much, which… is understandable, crazy people live there. This forest is peaceful by comparison."
Alice blinks, her voice when she speaks slightly hurried and imprecise. "I… yes, I have been fine. I have been mostly concerned with making a new doll."
You turn your head towards the Goliath Doll, taking the time to look it up and down as if you were studying it. "That one I assume? A model like it was a great help during the last incident."
With the sound of a creaking chair Alice stands up and stops besides you, a wide smile on her face now. "Yes, it is some of my finest work."
Ah good, she has an ego, you can work with that. "It's well made, a blind amateur with a jealous streak would admit it. No visible joints, and the skin looks almost real."
Alice is smiling from ear to ear now, and if she had a tail you feel it would be wagging. It is usually the same with all of these anti-social savants, they tend to be hostile or cold, but if you compliment their work they lap it up like a starving animal. Youkai are especially proud regardless, but for someone who has put their life's apparent work into one craft? Well.
Alice walks past you, the scent of her perfume and something… else, tickling your nose. It's not pungent, there is only a trace of it on her hidden under several baths, but it is there. The distinct scent of sulfur.
Alice raises her hands, the fingers holding taut for a moment before they start twisting and bending in ways that shouldn't be possibly given her human features. With the sound of a hiss the panel on the large doll closes, it then rises to unsteady feet. Joints pop as it moves, halting every foot or so to steady itself before it brings itself to full height. It dwarfs the trees easily, and were Sanae here she would probably be shouting some catchphrase and doing silly poses. "I am working on a new series of mechanisms that will allow more fluid movement."
Kanako grunts beside you. "A fine weapon of war, there are few in Gensokyo that could match your talent at construction."
You throw a sideways glance at Kanako, the goddess throwing a quick smirk your direction as Alice starts to gush about the doll. It seems Kanako knows the game of flattery, presumably she recognises people being treated like her.
"I am using a mix of universal joints and a new planetary gear system I developed to allow a fuller range of movement, unfortunately I am limited by size. While smaller dolls can be supplemented by magic, larger ones such as these need more complicated inner mechanisms in order to function. The ones during the inverted castle raid were mere prototypes, barebones and primitive in form and function." she keeps talking, only getting faster, and… admittedly hard to understand. Not that you can't keep up with her, but she's using more and more technical terms, and you are getting less and less context to figure it out.
… The last time you heard Sanae mention cold fusion you turned your brain off, this isn't much better. Still, you smile and pretend you are keeping up as Alice goes on about her superiority in this field and many others.
Braggart youkai, the lot of them.
"And your other dolls, any advancements?" Kanako asks, her arms crossed as she keeps the conversation going. You can't tell if she is actually interested, but she is at the very least keeping Alice flattered while you wonder how to best ask the question. It has taken longer than you'd like, to be honest, but this is probably the safest way to go about it.
You slowly turn your head from Alice to look around the clearing, most of the dolls are still hard at work. You wonder how much of it is automated and how much of it is Alice controlling them directly. She's actually still moving her fingers, the strings bending and twisting as the larger doll goes through a series of motions with the smaller ones before ending it all with a curtsy.
Drifting from the clearing to the house you can see a faint light inside, a flickering orange like that of a burning candle… and on the table inside you can see fresh tea laid out with two cups. Your eyes narrow, and you overlay an illusion over yourself to mask your divided attention while you begin to focus on the interior of the house.
Nothing seems otherwise disturbed, though you can only make out so much through the thick glass. Faint steam rises from the cups, both of them, and your nose twit-
Movement.
A head peeks around the curtain framing the window. It's not human sized, no. This is a little doll that quickly pokes its head out before ducking back out of view again. You stare at the spot, eyes focusing as it carefully sticks out again. It's a familiar doll at that, it is dressed the same as all of its sisters. But there is something to its blue eyes and little bow that makes this doll distinctly Shanghai. The same doll that before seemingly had a life of its own.
One of its arms raises to start waving frantically in your direction, it them cups both hands over its mouth to shout something silently before ducking back behind the curtain again.
Well… it seems someone, or something, wants your attention.
You turn your head back to the discussion, Alice is currently answering Kanako's questions regarding the doll with possibly feigned interest on the goddess's part. You are just about to figure out a way to exit this conversation discreetly when you feel a light brush of wind against your cheek.
No leaves move, the grass does not shift. It is a small brush without a source, you glance over at the goddess who nods ever so slightly. You clear your throat. "Alice?"
The puppeteer blinks, her hand raised in a sort of 'tutor' pose as she was going over the finer points of hempen rope. "Yes?"
You bow, allowing regret to seep into your voice. "Sorry, but Sanae needs my help with something. Would you mind if I stepped away for a time?"
Alice seems surprised you asked before a gentle smile slips onto her face. "Yes, I mean of course."
You bow again in thanks than take off into the air, leaving Alice to wave and Kanako to watch you disappear into the horizon.
Well. At least as far as they know. No sooner than crossing the treeline you split into two, your intangible copy flying towards the shrine while you dive into the forest. You had expected to take longer to get away from her dolls, but you couldn't sense any outside the confines of her yard. Alice doesn't value much in the way of security, but you can't hold it against her. Not all need to be as paranoid as the Moriya.
You crouch on a branch, the house out of view as you draw a spellcard from your pocket.
'Fox Sign – The Forgotten Beast'
The card activates and the world shifts slightly in focus, you leap off of the tree, turning into a fox in midair and scampering across the forest floor. It only takes you a few seconds to reach the clearing again, and in the time since you've been gone Kanako has managed to spark another conversation with Alice.
You don't pay it any attention, too focused on making sure none of the dolls notice you. Your fear however seems to be misplaced, as during your careful stalk across the yard as to avoid trampling the grass… none seem to notice your existence.
You slide up against the back of the house. There is no door here, though unlike the back one of the windows is open. It isn't visible from the front, but Alice has a small window overlooking her kitchen. It's only open a few inches… but you are a fox.
With a quick hop you mount the windowsill and poke your head inside. The smell of tea is fresh in the air, though the scent of Sulphur that clung to Alice is gone. You don't dare enter, not immediately. Your eyes carefully look around the room for any dolls that may be about, hidden or otherwise. You know not what Alice is fully capable of, but you will not be taking any chances if you can help it.
Your fears, however, seem once again misplaced. At least for now. The only doll visible is Shanghai, currently sitting lifeless against a small seat. Her eyes glassy and unmoving as the static smile on her face.
You slip inside, your form squeezing through the window without the need for further shapeshifting. Your paws hit the floor silently, and with a thought the spellcard dissipates, allowing the world to return to a normal view.
To your relief nothing immediately attacks you, though something definitely notices your presence. Shanghai's head jerks up to look at you, the glassy effect to her eyes now gone instead to be replaced by clear wonder. From this angle she looks to be a small girl more than anything else, and she tilts her head as she stares at you.
You slink forward, allowing your voice to slip out in a whisper. "Something to show me?"
One part of your brain finds it rather odd that Shanghai is showing her apparent sentience now of all times… the other part dismisses it as yet more Gensokyo nonsense. Either way, the doll gains a wide and happy smile, much like a child would upon being shown a toy. She hops in place then turns around, pointing towards the 'tower' where the goliath is normally stored.
She then charges off, her feet making little pitter-patter sounds against the floor as she moves. You watch her as she goes, and it takes a good few seconds before she realises your aren't following her. The doll spins in place, both of her hands moving to cup her mouth in another silent shout before she beckons you over with her arm.
It appears the doll cannot talk, or perhaps she just chooses not to? A mystery to be put aside for a moment, with careful steps as to not make the wood creak you follow the doll. She smiles brilliantly once she sees you approach, then turns around to run into the tower.
The tower is… empty, not unexpected given the fact the goliath doll is outside. But you cannot see anything else about besides tools that could be important. The scent of woodwork is strong in the air, as is the scent of… sulfur again.
Your nose twitches at the pungent scent, eyes glancing around for the source. It doesn't take long to find, both because there is a small rug in the room that wasn't there the last time you were here, and the fact that Shanghai is currently jumping up and down pointing to it.
You stalk over, senses wary for traps. Shanghai, however, pays no heed to such silly precaution, and with a sharp tug she pulls the rug away to reveal a trapdoor in the floor. It's wooden with a large steel latch to keep it from being opened accidentally, through it wafts the powerful scent of sulfur.
With the sound of clicking metal Shanghai pulls the latch, and with all the power in her small frame she forces the door open, revealing a short ladder that ends in a tunnel going underneath the house. It's unlit, the only thing revealing the interior being the windows of the tower. You look from it towards Shanghai, the doll pointing into the hole with a serious expression on her face.
… In for a penny.
"Kanako if you can hear me I'm going into Alice's murder dungeon." Next time you'll take Takeshi with you, or make a second one to keep on your person at all times for signalling purposes.
With that last thought in mind you transition back to human form, slipping into the hole and dropping to the bottom without bothering to use the ladder. You stop when you land, your shoes clicking lightly against the stone floor. Your eyes focus in the dark, listening carefully for any noise.
Nothing comes of it, the tunnel itself goes down about twenty feet before bending sharply to the south, and there is nothing in here to allow light. The walls are well carved, and there are marks along the floor where heavy objects have been moved in some capacity. You feel a light weight land on your shoulder, and you glance to the side to see Shanghai has dived down the hole and has taken up perch next to your collarbone, her hand pointing forwards down the tunnel.
"Just to be clear," you warn the dolle as you start down the tunnel, "if this gets me killed I will find some way to haunt you. You know that, right?"
In response Shanghai kicks her feet against your chest like she was spurring a horse. You don't actually feel it, at all. But you move forward anyway, crouching low and moving slowly. Your steps do not echo, you are far too experienced in the art of stealth and concealment for that to happen. But you are in a witch's den nonetheless, so you are being very careful where you put your feet.
You slip around the corner and… well…
The chamber here must be at least a good hundred feet in every direction, perhaps more. Lights hang from the ceiling, each dim enough that they don't cast into the chamber but enough that it would allow anyone without night vision to see inside to an appreciable extent… and what there is to see indeed.
A least a dozen goliath dolls are spread around the room in various stages of construction. Some are missing arms, some are nothing more than torsos, others are little more than heads with open panelling to reveal the innards. Weapons of all types litter the room. Or perhaps, given their size, you should say they furnish it. Lances, swords, cannons. Hanging from a rope in the ceiling you can see a particularly large twin-stringed bow.
Carts and tools lay all over the place, and it finally allows you to place the scent. Spread about the room in piles is construction material. Wood, stacks of paper, metal and ores. Half carved pieces and framework litter the room.
…
So it appears that Alice is preparing to invade Japan.
Shanghai slides down your shoulder, her feet landing onto the stone floor without a sound. She runs into the room a ways, looking this way and that before her hand raises to her mouth again.
"Grandma!" … So she can talk. Neat.
A giggle echoes through the chamber. A dissonant sound that seems to be coming from everywhere and nowhere and the space between. In many ways similar to Yukari, though different in many others. A hand rises through the floor, followed by another that pulls Shanghai up. The doll lets out a giggle, nuzzling a thumb even as she is lifted into the air. The rest of the figure soon follows, forming from shadow. Hair as white as snow, followed by silver eyes that look at the doll with amusement. It's a woman wearing a red dress, a complicated and layered affair that seems to split and reform multiple times, giving the impression that the dress is made up of multiple pieces all joined together.
It shifts and moves in an invisible wind, inky… shadow slowly flowing out of the bottom like a blackened mist. You take this all in, and recognize her immediately from the multiple portraits you've seen in the underground.
Her silver eyes lock with your in clear curiosity, the doll turning around in her hand to point at you excitedly.
You bow, deeply. "Good morning Lady Shinki, I was just leaving."
"No you weren't." She replies in a very sweet voice.
Fuck.
Chapter 128: Avaritia
Chapter Text
You straighten yourself up, she is slightly shorter than you, and makes no attempt to seem more imposing. Not that she needs to, even if you've never met the woman or seen her in action, she holds the allegiance of every demon in the underground, to some extent. That is… a lot of subjects, and if what they say is to be believed she created the entire demon-realm in which they normally reside. Which on Gensokyo's messed up power scale makes her (may they forgive you for thinking this) well above anything Kanako or Suwako could hope to accomplish.
You never dealt with creator gods, how could you? You were a fox running a little store out of Tokyo. The only one you had any tie to was Oinari, and even then you never paid it much respect considering how little care it seemed to show for its followers. In summary, you don't precisely know how to approach this situation, so you fall back on what has usually worked in Gensokyo thus far.
You nod your head, making an effort to look embarrassed. "I was not… my apologies, Shangai was attempting to get my attention, and after a display of sentience in the past I did not wish to ignore her."
A faint clicking sound fills the air, and both of your gazes are drawn to the small doll sitting in Shinki's palm. Its wooden hands are clapping together and making a sound not unlike a tiny woodpecker. The doll's smile is positively beatific, to the point where the normally hidden joints are actually starting to show on her face. A slender digit pokes it, the doll letting out a giggle as Shinki's hand presses against her cheek. "L̵i̸f̸a̵v̶ ̸y̷o̸u̵r̶u̷k̷e̶l̴f̴"
A twinge of pain shoots through your skull, and clears the moment Shinki finishes speaking. That… was not a language you recognize, Shinki's voice echoed itself and reverberated around the room like there was more than one of her speaking. There's a certain twinge to it you couldn't describe: while you've heard you fair of 'speak with power' voices here, when Shinki spoke that tongue it was like your entire being was momentarily snuffed out.
Shanghai, has no such problems: with a very tiny happy shout she climbs up the proffered hand to run up Shinki's arm and sit atop her shoulder. Once certain the doll won't fall off Shinki clasps her hands and rests them at her hip, her head tilting slightly as she looks at you. "I know you by name but not by face, you are Ayumu."
She didn't pose that as a question, but you answer it anyway. "I am, yes. I am a servan-"
"Of the Moriya." Shinki finishes for you. Not once during this exchange has her expression changed, though when she stated your allegiance her mouth finally twitched a little before she smiles. It's a sweet smile, one that speaks of a motherly form of personality. It's also one that still makes you rather nervous.
Her smile may be saccharine sweet but her eyes are calculating as they bore into yours.
"That would be the case yes, might I ask how you came to know me?"
Shinki's raises her hand to her mouth and audibly titters. "You are active in the underground and the surface, as are the rest of the Moriya. Would you expect my people to not report to me?"
Point. "I suppose not, then it is good we don't need to stand on uneven footing as it were. Did… you have Shanghai bring me here?"
With a shake of her head Shinki begins to walk forward, her steps make no sound as she approaches and walks past you… though she definitely has an effect on the environment as she moves. The shadows as she passes grow and change, sometimes showing other figures and vague images of scenes you don't recognize. Her shadow is impossibly long you note, the lighting in here isn't great, but hers dwarves the goliaths.
"I did not, the doll does what it wills. She is the finest craft Alice has ever made, though she does not know the full extent of the creation herself. I suspect Shanghai wished for aid."
Her hands trace idly along one of the uncovered joints of the goliath dolls, her fingers deftly wrap around a string hidden in the mechanism and tugging it. The arm twitching momentarily before going still again.
Right, this conversation is going places you don't understand. Also frankly you aren't much one for the whole 'mysterious goddess' schtick these days. "Wished for aid with what precisely? I'm afraid I do not… interact with Alice as much as I'd like."
Shinki turns to you, the same smile on her face. "There is an incident brewing underground, I do not know the full extent of it yet, and what I do know I am afraid I am not at liberty to say. But I have asked my daughter to prepare in case she herself would be put into harm's way."
Alright, so the standard vague warning that Gensokyo has made you rather used to at this point. Though at the very least Shinki didn't show up with a lake of blood and isn't speaking archaic Japanese. So that's progress. "That would certainly explain the upgrade in armament, do you believe her to be in any particular danger? Or is this the entirety of Gensokyo."
Her eyes are still boring into your own but they are a touch… softer now, more motherly in a way. Something about the woman still sets off warning bells in a way few others have in Gensokyo, but she is at least making an effort to seem friendly.
Or perhaps she just IS friendly, in Gensokyo such beings are rather rare, but so are beings as powerful as her.
"Were it to grow out of control all of Gensokyo would be at risk, I would request you aid Alice. I am aware of your machinations in the underground, I would owe you a most… worthwhile favor."
That… is no small prize, and on the one hand hand you are rather nervous about accepting a deal from the head of the demons. On the other you have yet to discover anything close to machinations on her part regarding the surface or the underground, she seems more of the type to just exist and consume the faith of her creations. You need to investigate the underground more thoroughly, and you need to if at all possibly actually visit Makai at some point. But for now you at least can play along, at the very least it will be good to seem helpful.
"I can certainly help Alice if she seeks me out, and I can certainly visit her more often to make sure she is not in any danger, but I would request more information if you can grant it." You will absolutely not be leaving here without either a lead or more than a vague warning, she can turn you into a pretzel but you aren't going to lead the Moriya into danger if you can help it. And if a creator god is giving you a warning you know more than likely it is serious.
Shinki crosses her arms, and when she speaks this time you can feel the… weight disappear from her words. It isn't as seeped in power as it was. "There is a mansion near the Misty Lake, within it you will find an agent of mine. If you agree to my terms seek her out and she can give you more information."
There are two possible options, and considering you doubt the Prismriver are acting as spies it means someone in the Scarlet Devil Mansion is reporting to Shinki. You… have no idea as to who that could be, unless Remilia was pulling a fast one this whole time. Well, something to figure out.
"I shall think about it." You concede. "Thank you for speaking about it to me. I rather dislike incidents so I wish to see them resolved as soon as possible." They also tend to leave you injured but that is besides the point. "Is there… anything else?"
Shinki shakes her head, and at once six black wings of shadow erupt from her back to curl around her. The doll on her shoulder slides down to land on the ground and move away as the shadows around the room start to pull inwards towards the goddess. The wings seems to suffocate the light around them, the dim lighting in the room waning further as the shadows coalesce.
"There is not." Despite the showing of power Shinki never loses her smile. "I shall return you to your goddess now. Please do not inform Alice of this discussion."
"I do-"
Any other words are drowned out by the yelp that escapes you as your shadow widens and sucks you into the floor.
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You blink, the sound of birdsong and the scent of wood having replaced the damp basement. You are in… you are back in the Forest of Magic, just in front of a tree standing just inside of its long shadow cast by the morning sun.
You step out of the shadow of the tree, scanning the forest to get your bearings. It's a little dip in the woods, a stream running through it, an offshoot from the waterfall that winds through the Forest of Magic until it reaches the barrier. The tree itself is situated on a small 'island' in the middle of this stream that the water bends around, little more than a five-foot patch of grass and soil with a circle of rocks in the center of it.
There is no sign of Kanako, though you know the location well enough to make it back to the shrine without issue. If only because magical forests can't confound your sense of direction enough to keep you from flying straight up…
… Barring the Bamboo Forest, but that place has so much magic in it that it would make a nine tails blush. Well, knowing Kanako she is more than likely nearby. She wouldn't go back to the shrine in case you needed help. "I require the aid of the best goddess in the land."
You hear a faint snap of a branch and turn your head slowly to see Kanako standing across the water, her arms crossed as she smirks at you. "I see you lived."
"I see you teleported, how'd the talk with Alice go?"
The goddess shrugs her shoulders. "The magician has some interesting ideas and seemed to be most excited that I could understand them. None are practical or useful in any war environment, beyond that there is a single focal point of failure for all of them."
You tilt your head ever so slightly and Kanako gets the hint.
"Alice herself, despite her powers the puppetmaster is still in a human shell. If she was to be incapacitated via an overwhelming strike her dolls would be little more than wood and strings." Kanako explains. "Mighty as they are, a weapon is merely scrap without a hand."
You allow yourself to smile; so many things to say... "I didn't realize you are one to go for decapitating strikes."
Kanako shakes her head and steps over the stream, her feet moving around the circle of stones to stand opposite you. "I am a goddess of war Shinshi, lines of battle and contests of arms have their place. But I am also a goddess of innovation, and throughout history humanity has grown quite adept at innovating new and interesting ways of ending lives. Many a war has been decided by a quick end of one of the main actors."
Point taken, and all your illusions are for naught is someone clobbers you up the head much the same. "Well, that's part of what I wanted to discuss in either case. I met a goddess in her house."
You hear the wind whistle through the trees as Kanako tenses slightly. "Who?"
"Shinki." You answer simply, your hands slipping into your pockets as you gauge Kanako's reaction.
The wind dies back down as Kanako visibly relaxes. "You spoke to her? Of what?"
You blink, feeling honestly confused. "I… no reaction to the creator of the demons showing up in Alice's house?"
Kanako shakes her head again, a small smirk finding its way onto her features. "It is to be noted, but you cannot seem to go an hour without running into some form of powerful being. Shinki at the very least is known to Suwako and myself, she is friendly by reputation and as you live she bares no ill intent."
That isn't… right, moving on. "Fair. Well, she wants us to look after Alice. Apparently there may be an incident brewing in the underground that Alice will be drawn into. Though much like most gods I know she failed to go into any specifics and was generally obtuse about the whole thing. Also more than slightly terrifying."
"Did she give you specific instructions as to how we are to go about this?" Kanako asks, fingers rapping against her arm.
"Not particularly, just check up on her from time to time and assist her if and when the next incident kicks off. She also has a spy in the Scarlet Mansion, worth looking into." You blink, your eyes scan her face as you study her expression. "Wait, are you actually going along with this?"
Kanako nods. "Diplomacy, your specialty is it not?" She moves her hand from her arm to gesture at the air as she speaks. "Shinki is asking us for a favor, Shinki is well respected in the underground and would be of great assistance when we make our move there. On top of that the demons are numerous, having a good standing with them would be useful."
You stare at her, paying careful attention to hear any distant frog croaks. One small part of you is terribly worried that Kanako is dead and has been replaced by Suwako, one other far larger part is happy that she is actually using diplomacy. "This is true and would be a very good reason to help her," you admit. "But doesn't working with another goddess irk you?"
With a shake of her head Kanako looks out over the forest. "Why would it? She is not of the same domain and we cannot poach her followers. The demons were made by her, they will follow her without question and nothing Suwako or myself could do would change that. We discovered that on our first venture to the underground."
"No grand plans for war and conquest?"
Kanako snorts. "Not hardly, we shall make our presence known and we shall be dominant to the point all other temples shall look at us with naked envy. But for now you shall work your craft and we shall earn this favor from Shinki."
"Alright, well, I'll be visiting Alice a bit more in the future to see how things are going. Also we should probably be quite a bit more careful in visits to The Underground if something is truly brewing down there."
"Indeed, where shall we go next Shinshi? There is still much in the way of daylight."
You look at her a moment before turning your head towards the forest as well. "Well, we could check up on Marisa next I suppose. We aren't the… best of friends, but she tends to get involved in incidents. Of course that may also spark a fight, hence why I'm glad you are around."
"Are you stating you aren't enough by yourself to handle the witch Ayumu?" there is a now familiar edge to her tone.
"No, I would probably get out alright." You smile. "I would probably get out rather well, with her track record I can't promise any strong victories but I would make a show. I'm glad you are here as it will hopefully curtail her aggression… and if it does come to a fight I have a very competent and deadly companion who will turn her into paste."
Kanako walks past you, her hand tapping you on the shoulder as she makes her way into the forest. "Good shinshi, you flatter your goddess well. Come, let us see what the witch has discovered."
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You must admit there is something charming about Marisa's house. Much like Alice's it is distinctly unlike the style of nearly every building on the surface. Very western, which honestly is rather refreshing to see… even if it does stick out like a sore thumb in the forest. It's the first time you've been here since the battle with Kagerou, and it seems to be somehow in more disrepair than the last time you are around.
… Not that it is actively falling down mind you, just the vines on the walls have grown even higher and there is more random junk on the lawn. Brooms, mushrooms, bits and bobs that looks like a particularly magical cart dumped its contents. It appears Marisa isn't one for cleanliness or order. It wasn't near this bad when you were last here, though at the same you were also recovering from an injury so for once your memory may not be perfectly accurate.
Kanako, however, has no time for idle pleasantries like sightseeing. With a heavy hand she knocks against the door, the wood shaking slightly from the force of her blows. You hear a crash from inside followed by a loud yelp, the door opening a good half minute later to reveal Marisa rubbing her head sans hat, or anything regarding her usual outfit for that matter. The witch looks like she was working away at something, a long brown apron hanging from her neck that nearly trails to her feet. It's stained with so many colors it looks she crashed ass-first through a discount paint store. That's on top of the myriad burn marks on it along with what seems to be at least one bullethole.
Marisa stares at you both, her eyes widening as she processes what she is seeing. "Ah didn't do it!"
"Never did… what precisely?" you ask.
Marisa points a finger at you. "That! I never did th-" she blinks again. "Oh, right, Moriya." She shakes her head from side to side, blonde locks going every which way before she looks at you with a cheeky grin. "Sorry, been a busy morning, didn't recognize ya. What can ah do ya for, fight maybe?"
… How does she not recognize your handsome features and the walking death machine on sight.
"We are not here for a battle Marisa, we wish to speak to you in regards to the ongoing incident." Kanako says, her stance shifting almost imperceptibly so that she can move quickly if needed.
Marisa lets out a nervous laugh. "Ain't got much to say, I've run into a few myself. Pretty sure my bathroom is haunted and pictures keep poppin' up 'round the house."
You eyes drift from the witch to look behind her into the house, it's just as messy inside as it is outside, and from here you can see an overturned bookcase that is probably the cause of the yelp. Beyond it near the kitchen you can see a series of photos decorating the walls. It's all men, each in suits going back from you'd guess the 1980's to the… 1880's. That in itself would be odd, the fact that their eyes are glowing a faint blue is slightly odder.
"You are affected by one of the Urban Legends?" You ask.
Marisa crosses her arms over her chest, looking more than a little annoyed. "Yep, tried to get a few orbs myself but Byakuren wouldn't have none of it, and ah ain't gonna go pick another fight with Reimu."
Kanako tilts her head. "So you have no orbs?"
Marisa blinks, head turning to look at the goddess. "Thought ya said ya weren't looking for a fight?"
"I am not, I merely asked a question."
Marisa seems to misunderstand something about Kanako, though truth be told you don't know if they have any history with each other. Kanako doesn't look for fights, in the same way you don't look for your tails. If one were nearby happen she would almost certainly be the cause, start, or reason for it. She doesn't really do house calls.
… Though with how Gensokyo seems to like its battles that could actually be a rather lucrative business.
"No, ah ain't got any orbs. Had one, Byakuren took it. Been too busy now workin' on a new potion and dealing with the fact that my toilet has gotten rather grabby."
Kanako's eyes dart to you and you nod your head slightly. Marisa isn't lying, with her track record you are surprised she isn't more involved with the incident, though perhaps she is just waiting to see what happens. The big book of incidents mentions her more than once, but you haven't actually seen her truly active in any capacity, well, you did once, but you've never actually seen her solve anything.
"Do you require an exorcism?" Kanako asks, her stance shifting to one that is more relaxed.
"Nah, if ah was gonna do that ah'd bug Reimu, ah'm trying to train 'em at the moment."
"Train… ghosts." You say, staring down at the witch.
Marisa grins again. "Yep, ain't had much luck but ah'm curious what ah can make 'em do."
"Then we shall leave you to it, come Ayumu." With that Kanako turns around and starts to walk out of the clearing.
With a shrug of your shoulders you turn back around and start to walk for-
"Wait."
You turn your head back to see that Marisa's previously cheeky grin has turned a touch more awkward, one hand moving to scratch at her cheek as her eyes look away from yours. "Ah uh, never did thank ya for helpin' solve that last incident. Ya know, with my dad shop's getting wrecked by that drum and everything."
… Right, Raiko running around did do some damage. You turn fully around, Kanako stopping at the edge of the clearing with her arms crossed as she watches the proceedings. "You're very welcome, is there anything else?"
Marisa blinks, her head turning back towards you. "No, guess not. Ya don't hold a grudge anymore?"
You let out a sigh. "If were to hold a grudge against everyone that attempted to blast me to the southern islands I would die laughing maniacally over a nuclear launch button… and unlike most you've actually apologized. So no, no grudge."
Well, maybe slight grudge, if only for making Sanae worry. The more you think about it the more you realise Marisa was just doing what is expected of incident solvers in this accursed land.
Marisa's smile gets a lot less cheesy and a lot more genuine. "Well, thanks again. Ah sell potions if yer ever lookin' for em, or if ya find any interestin' mushrooms."
You nod your head slightly. "I will keep it in mind." You then turn around and make your way over to Kanako, the sound of Marisa's door closing hits your ears shortly afterwards.
"I do not believe Marisa is as uninvolved as she claims." Kanako says, her arms crossing below her chest as she looks back at the house.
"Probably not, but she wasn't strictly lying. She just isn't involved now. What I am actually worried about is the stock that Byakuren is coming into. We've had even less to do with them than we've had with the Taoists, at least since I arrived. So I don't frankly know what they are capable of."
Kanako hums in thought, her hand moving to her chin. "The Buddhists compared to the Taoists are far more combat focused, they do not have a member of their retinue save that gate guard that is not useful in a fight. Something they have used to great effect on more than one occasion."
"So basically I'm not allowed there without a guard."
A ghost of a smile plays across Kanako's face for a moment before she grips you by the shoulder. "Not necessarily. Byakuren is not one to allow fights to start on her grounds without due cause. Unless you offended her no such thing would happen, and if it did I would assume I have trained you enough that you could last for enough time to call for help. Is this not the case shinshi?"
"I don't thi-"
The grip tightens as her faint smile turns into a broad one.
"I'd be fine, would probably defeat them all myself really."
She lets go of your shoulder. "This is good, soon you shall have nothing to fear in Gensokyo. Where to next Shinshi? I believe we should look into Nitori as we originally planned, though the warning from Shinki has me curious. We also should investigate if they have any orbs as well."
Hmm...
"We should start with Nitori." You say after a few moments. Truth be told your mind was made up almost as soon as she voiced the question: sure you are curious about Shinki's request, and the thought of a favour from her sends instinctual tingles up your tails… but you have things to do today, and if you chased down every whim and trail Gensokyo felt like throwing your way you would still be at the train station.
You are also in the middle of an incident already, one that requires your full attention lest the Moriya get swamped. Shinki can most certainly wait, and you don't trust Nitori or the Kappa as far as you could throw them.
Clever, but they are the cruel kind of tricksters. Most appear friendly but tend to have darker machinations in mind. Not that you are putting the entire species into a category, but it i-
"Ayumu?"
You blink, looking from where you had previously been looking towards the goddess. "Yes?"
"You were staring off into the skyline and not saying anything. Not, perhaps, an annoying trait but one that does get in the way while I am waiting for you to explain your reasoning." The goddess has moved from where she was standing to lean against the tree, and you feel a slight twinge of embarrassment run through you as you realise you had started to monologue to yourself.
It's not your fault you are so eloquently verbose, even in your own mind, that you could talk for hours.
"Apologies. I would suggest we visit Nitori as the longer we tarry the higher the likelihood that another faction will beat us there… and frankly I don't trust her or them with mystical objects that may or may not grant wishes." You shake your head vehemently from side to side. "They aren't hostile, but they seem rather experimental and I would rather not allow them such trinkets if at all possible."
Kanako's hand moves to tap against her cheek, her palm supporting her chin as her head also turns to look towards the mountain. "I am aware of Nitori's habits. She is greedy and has a sense of superiority towards those unlike her."
Hello pot, let's go meet kettle.
Kanako continues. "It should be a simple matter of bargaining for them or buying them outright, the Moriya are already known amongst the Kappa for making lucrative deals so this should not be any issue."
You start to nod your head before you catch yourself. "I'm aware of the reactor and the tram, though the reactor benefits them as well. I am also aware that we had some help setting up the shrine… what else?"
Kanako grins. "Projects in the planning stages, the Moriya shall be looking into the construction of a dam to bring electricity and power to the Human Village. Far safer than any underground reactor and it shall be visitable to the believers aboveground."
You let out a sigh despite yourself. "You never stop do you?"
"Must I keep reminding you, Shinshi?" Her grin turns into a full smirk. "I am warfare and innovation, what room is there left for a domain that dies?"
Plenty, as her method of innovation doesn't seem to have progressed much beyond 'if it's flashy it will take off'... but that's wholly Kanako. "I'm just worried about it backfiring somehow. Everything does these days."
Kanako pushes herself off the tree and walks back over to you, one hand moving to lay flat against her hip while the other lifts to go palm flat towards the sky. An inspiring pose wasted on your pessimism. "Our seeking of faith is a war shinshi, make no mistake, and in war there will always be setbacks. But I refuse to sit idly by while there are opportunities, we do not fail, we merely stumble."
"...Right, well beyond that I would also like to check on the shrine. Just in case it caught fire, it's on the way anyway."
Kanako stops her walk forward to cast her gaze towards the mountain. "Agreed, though I have heard no update from Suwako regarding her investigation. No word of any attack either."
You almost state that a frontal assault on the shrine would be suicidal, but Kanako already has firsthand experience with someone attempting exactly that. Also Haru is there, you would rather she not be put into danger anytime soon. Eager as the girl is to please she is still a human -a regular human- she's closer to a kitten recently picked up from a rainstorm than a fierce guardian right now.
Instead of any of that you settle for shrugging your shoulders. "I will be simply informing Sanae that Alice is tweaking her giant doll. Both girls need friends quite badly."
"Still so wholly dedicated to my daughter's happiness I see."
You smile, genuinely. "Sanae is important to me, and the girl needs friends that aren't deities or damaged foxes. Hell, you could do with more friends yourself, though I am flattered you consider myself as such."
"I do consider you a friend shinshi, and I do not make those lightly. But I must be above the common people, not stand with them. I am meant to be an idol, not a companion."
You chuckle and start to float slightly off the ground. "I saw a few of those running around in Tokyo the last time myself and Sanae were there, I don't think you could pull of the look."
At first you weren't sure if Kanako understood what you were getting at.
… The gale force wind that sends you hurtling into the sky immediately afterwards disabuses you of that notion.
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You run your hand through your hair, claws peeking out to wrestle it back into submission, as you speak to Suwako. "Any changes or luck with the orbs?" You note that Sanae isn't currently studying the orbs like Suwako stated they would be, no, the shrine maiden is currently on the front yard with Haru walking the new girl through some prayer exercises. A lot of gohei swinging and bowing you don't frankly understand or care to learn.
Suwako shakes her head. "Ain't found out but nothin'. Far as ah can tell it ain't a breed of magic that ah'm familiar with. It's not enchantment or anythin' like that. It's a mystery, that's the sum of it." The curse goddess then grins, her hand shuffling through her sleeves before she produces her pipe and sticks it into her mouth. "Course, that also makes 'em unique, so ah should be able to make a rather effective tracker fairly soon now that I've got the signature down."
"That's good." You look away from Suwako towards Kanako, the war god looking over at Sanae and Haru with… deliberate disinterest on her face.
"Those two are fine if yer curious, though my feelin's are kinda hurt though."
You blink, slowly turning your head back to look at Suwako. You must admit some incredulity… mostly because getting suwako to talk about her emotions is like drawing blood from a stone. "What's wrong?"
Suwako sniffles audibly, though she doesn't make the effort to remove the smile from her face. Nor does it stop her from scraping a fingernail against the interior of the pipes chamber, the scent of herbs filling the air even as her shoulder start to shake. "Ya always only ever ask 'bout Sanae and Beanpole, ya never share any of the love with me."
You snort. "I worry about all of you. I just worry about you in a different kind of way."
All pretense of sadness drops immediately as the goddess leans forward, her face is an inch away from yours as her words come out in a slow drawl. "Oh ah dunno about all that, ya ain't ever shown much love for anyone that ain't an admitted friend."
...Oh.
You slowly turn your head to look over at Kanako who is staring daggers now at Suwako, a faint… blush? On her face.
Oh, oh dear.
"Sanae! Get Haru to safety!"
Sanae looks over from where she is guiding Haru and tilts her head slightly. Her mouth starts to open to ask a question when Kanako raises her arm. With a yelp Sanae scoops Haru up like a baby kitten and sprints out of the yard as the Onbashira start falling.
Sanae, you always treated me well… I can never make it up to you.
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Another satisfied smile escapes Kanakos lips, her flight down the mountain almost bouncy. She has been, for a lack of a better word, 'relaxed' by the duel between gods that you quickly and barely escaped. A slight but serene smile on her face as the wind whips through her hair.
… Well as long as she's happy you don't have to look back at the shrine and realize precisely how much work lies ahead of you. At the very least Haru can take it as a learning opportunity. It was loud, it was violent, and it was oh so very Moriya. Welcome to your life now; resignation comes with a free onbashira, so resign on good terms.
The flight down to the lake is at least peaceful, and the guard gives you no trouble as you make your way inside. Well, no guard gives you trouble: where she would normally sit is naught but an empty metal stool with a note on it. You cast a glance at it… but the script is not in anything you recognize. It's either the native Kappa script, or handwriting so bad it would break a calligrapher's being.
Past that the village itself is the same as it always is: packed to the brim with beings of all types and more than a little hard to breath. The forges and factories are in full swing, to say nothing of the market currently doing great business.
You've often wondered why the kappa seem to do so well, and it was only recently you realized they have more than likely cornered a market you wouldn't even think about. Outside of Gensokyo nearly all youkai live solitary, either by themselves or only amongst their own kind. But in Gensokyo there just isn't the space for that unless you are a truly standout species like the Kappa, Tengu, or Oni. Well, and foxes.
Either way all of these species mix and they are forced by circumstance to work together, to a degree. No market in the Human Village will either be comfortable with or be perfectly well suited to youkai tastes and interests, so the Kappa selling odds and ends as they do actually created a monopoly you wouldn't think about.
Sure the underground has an extensive market, but not all youkai seem willing to go there… and this village is certainly safer and closer by to most.
… You want to capitalize on it yourself, but you'll need to figure out how. Perhaps investments, you certain have the liquid capital necessary. You dealt mostly in selling your own services but that doesn't mean you aren't familiar with the ply of the merchants.
"Planning something Shinshi?"
You let out a chuckle as Kanako speaks, the both of you walking around the market casually as everyone makes sure to get out of your path. "Perhaps, I may take over another's monopoly at some point."
The sound of a large metallic clang rings through the air as the mechanical hammer of a nearby factory comes crashing down on an oversized anvil. "Do be careful Ayumu, the kappa are known for their double-dealing and shrewd business sense."
With a release of magic your tails and ears pop out. It's not necessary to hide them at all at this point… it's just something you are used to. "And here Suwako was saying you didn't care about my well being."
A wisp of wind passes by your nose that is in no way possible to form underground.
"I care about all of my subjects Ayumu, I merely do not wish for you to get over your head."
You don't chuckle, you laugh, straightening your tail fur as you both make your way down the set of steps towards Nitori's shop. "They may be double-dealing tricksters and they can con all they wanted. Us foxes invented lying thank you."
With the sound of grinding gears the bay doors to the Kawashiro workshop slide open. It's… even more chaotic than the last time you were here. Kappa are running all over the place carrying tools and materials to various projects spread through the shop. Tall mechanical contraptions you can't even begin to guess the purpose of line the walls. Some even chained to said wall as they shake and move seemingly of their own wills.
Bipedal machines, machines with four legs, machines with eight. A large cannon and what you are fairly sure is a washing machine made out of an old building and hate.
You have no time for any of it, both because you have a mission at the moment and you don't want to see Kanako with a cannon if at all possible. The goddess however is not paying any attention to any of it, in fact she's hardly even looking around as she makes her way forward. Her pace threatens to leave you behind in the process.
You catch up just as the second bay door opens, and the scent of the workshop is replaced by that of fresh air as you enter the open bay where Nitori does her work… and nearly trip. A large well shielded cable that you assume provides electricity runs across the floor just near the door. It's… a mess in here. Bits of metal and tools lies all over the place. Hoses run to a fro, some pouring out small streams of water while a thick oil like substance drips out of others.
An attack on her workshop is what you fear at first, though the sight of Nitori herself at the back quickly assuages those worries. She has a welding torch in one hand with her protective mask perched up atop her head as she sits atop a tall stepladder.
Your worries then return almost immediately at the sight of what she is working on. It's a large… mechanical gorilla, for a lack of a better way to describe it. It's hunched over and has a fur shawl draped around it, large enough to look like fur, but too small to hide the mechanical inside. It matches the description of a gorilla for the most part, but unlike those largely quadrupedal creatures it is actually standing bipedal, with only a slight hunch. There's also what appears to be some form of gunbarrel sticking out of its distended jaw, but out of respect for your time you will avoid staring at it.
Nitori notices you just as the door hisses shut again behind you, a wide smile spreading across her face as she grabs the sides of the stepladders and slides down it. "Morning morning! What are the Moriya in the market for?"
She places her hands on her waist, fingers sliding between a set of shiny and relatively new looking tools placed into the notches of her belt. Her eyes are shining and her smile betrays the fact that she is rather hopeful you will be purchasing something.
… Kanako has done good business with her in the past.
"We are seeking orbs, you know of what kind I am sure." Kanako replies simply. Nitori looks a touch nervous at that, her eyes darting around the room a moment before she starts to take a step back.
You speak up before she can outright flee. "We are looking to purchase them if at all possible."
That seems to calm the Kappa down immediately. "Well why didn't you say so? How much are you offering?"
Kanako crosses her arms, her eyes trailing to the giant mechanical monkey and then the rest of the shop before she gives the kappa an answer. "I would have you name your price, what are they worth to you?"
Nitori's grin takes a touch for the… predatory. "I could name off any sum and I'm sure I could find someone in Gensokyo willing to pay it. The buddhists already expressed interest earlier."
Kanako tenses but doesn't move otherwise.
The kappa is… telling the truth, but not all of it. You would have to parse through what she said to get all the underlying statements, but before you can Nitori speaks first. "I would be willing to sell them for a modest sum, and a deal that the Moriya would also advertise my shop."
Ah, there it is.
Kanako turns her head towards you and arches a brow without saying a word, leaving the floor open to you to do your work. You smile back at the kappa, though yours is particularly more vulpine. There was an interesting inflection with how she mentioned the buddhists, and she is all too eager to offer you a deal.
"Would you have the product available now?"
Nitori shakes her head. "I'm keeping it safe, though… if the Moriya would like to advertise my shop while I get it ready I would be willing to offer a discount."
She's lying, not that she isn't willing to make a deal, she is lying that she is fully able to make the deal to begin with…
But why is she lying precisely?
Chapter 129: Greed's Reward - Myriad Choice
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You smile, perhaps a bit wider than you should. Someone beating the living daylights out of you? Completely understandable, hell around some people it may even be laudable. But lying to you?
Oh no no no, that simply will not do. One does not play a fox in a game of verbal manipulation; it's simply improper... and dumb.
You turn your gaze from the kappa and stare at the giant mechanical monkey. "Perhaps... though I see you've also started some new projects since I last visited. Very impressive."
Nitori blinks, the sudden change in topic confusing her for a moment before she recovers with a toothy grin. "Good eye! This is one of the newest models I am putting toget-"
You cut her off. "It looks like you have obtained some new tools as well, very nice. I don't know much about this kind of work but they appear to be rather high quality and expensive."
The kappa's eyes widen slightly, her grin suddenly getting a touch more nervous. "Indeed, would the Moriya be interested in buying some?"
You laugh amiably, leaning over her. The motion disguises your shifting as you grow by several inches, allowing you to easily dwarf the already short kappa. A simple, Suwako-esque smile grows on your face and spurts of magical fire burst from you waving tails. As a finishing touch an easy illusion over your face makes you that much more imposing as shadows flicker even in the steady light.
"Why are you lying to me?"
"I… I…" Nitori blanches, her eyes darting to your tails and back to your face repeatedly. "I'm not?"
You admittedly don't know Nitori that well, it's unfortunate, but you don't come down to the Kappa village enough to have a lot of interactions with the woman. As far as you've gathered she's a touch greedy and has a penchant for mad science, but you don't really know her personality and tells.
There are of course things that are universal among all people unless they are sufficiently trained in the art of duplicity. Side glances, a sudden sweat, the fact that she looks terrified out of her mind upon being called out. All very useful tells to know that someone is lying even if you don't know what they are lying specifically about.
So you make your best and easiest guess. "You've already sold the orbs to the Buddhists, haven't you?"
The kappa jerks back, bingo! "I… I would never double deal like that! After all the work I've done with the Moriya, you would accuse me of such a thing?"
You take another step forward, your chest almost bumping into her as you tower over the diminutive youkai. "Please do not lie to me, I would rather not end our business relationship on such… unpleasant terms."
Her stuttering hits an overdrive as you press her on the point. "No, I mean-"
You cut her off again. "You sold it to the Buddhists, then you were hoping to swindle us for free advertising before you absconded or attempted to obtain a new one. Correct?"
Nitori gives up, she turns around on the spot and looks to run… only to find herself face to face with Kanako. The goddess, to her credit, thought she might retreat and flanked the kappa without prompting.
The kappa turns this way and that, looking between the two of you before her shoulders slump and she falls to her knees. Her hands bunch into fists that she holds up even as her eyes start to tear up. "I'm sorry! Byakuren came by and purchased them. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sooooorry!"
… Volume. The kappa looks damn near terrified, though Kanako does admittedly have that effect on people. She probably expects the two of you to trash her shop which, knowing the Moriya's reputation, is a fair worry.
Kanako however is the absolute model of restraint, the smile on her face is only slightly terrifying as she places her hand on the kappa's shoulder. "A goddess can always forgive, but first we must discuss business."
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You let out a sigh as you step out onto the rocky precipice before the waterfall. Your arms raising above your head as you stretch them and stare out through the water towards the lake. The roar of the waterfall from this close is loud, but not loud enough that you can't turn your head towards Kanako and speak. "I do dislike it when people lie to me."
Kanako smiles, her eyes alight in honest amusement as she meets your gaze. "There is an irony there shinshi, considering how much you lie to everyone else."
The statement is teasing, but there is something there beneath what she says that you can make out. Namely that she herself is rather still annoyed about how long you were lying to them. You ignore it, for there is not much you can do to make that better. "I am a professional: a kappa trying to pull a fast one on me is little more than insulting."
You turn back towards the waterfall, one hand rising to rub at your chin. "Perhaps I should open up a shop offering business and diplomacy lessons: teach people to lie until the moon turns green."
A chuckle escapes the goddess. "That would be a poor decision this close to the underground, We are attempting to win over the oni, and they have a historically poor view of liars of any sort."
"They have a problem with bad liars. If you do it right won't ever know to hate you."
"I am aware." Kanako steps through the water, her feet kicking off from the stone as she lifts into the air. With a slight twirl she turns around to face you, hovering a good dozen feet above the lake. "Do you have anywhere else in mind to visit today?"
Well, you still have the Scarlet Devil Mansion but… no. "I don't feel like putting up with Remilia right now, and I want more time to think on Shinki's offer before we do anything regarding that… so might as well get to work cleaning the shrine. Or rather I'll get to work cleaning the shrine with Haru and Sanae, I doubt you shall be taking part."
"I shall be observing and planning tomorrow's bout."
You kick off from the ground yourself, floating up so that you are eye level with the goddess. "Bout?"
Kanako nods. "You still require training, and Suwako has requested I arrange a specialized arena for you two to do battle."
Oh… that's not the least bit terrifying.
"And if I were not to survive said training?"
"Than you shall disappoint me greatly, which would be a shame as you were most impressive handling the kappa. A fantastic performance, barring the clear de-escalation from battle."
You shrug, well used to her desire for warfare at this point. "There was a battle, just not one most are familiar with in these lands."
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With a loud crack the wood splits off of the beam. The nails bend and give way as you toss the plank of wood that served as the fence aside. This one had an Onbashira crash straight through it, the goddess of course saw no need to remove it when her servants manually removing it would give her faith… hence why after you actually managed to saw through the damn thing you now find yourself removing the broken wood to put in new planks.
It's relaxing work at least, and Haru for her part has actually been genuinely helpful, well, as much as a human can be in these instances. She does not have Sanae's strength, so she has been holding the poles in place and giving you tools as you need them. The girl's face is that of concentration as she keeps the beam in place as you get to work ripping off another plank.
With another crack the board comes loose, the board breaking near the edge and leaving a small block of wood with the nails still into it. "Dammit."
You stare at it a moment then let out a sigh, your hand rising to your head to wipe off the sweat. "I'll need the hammer and the flat headed screwdriver."
Haru nods and starts digging through the toolbox while you start taking off your shirt, it sticks to your skin in places but you'd rather not make it so that you have to clean it more than necessary. You let out another sigh as your chest and back meets the open air, though this one is of relief instead of annoyance this time.
"So, you enjoying the manual labor?" you ask aloud, staring off over the mountain towards the village. The lights have started to become visible as the sun gets lower in the sky, a rather pretty view, all things considered.
You turn back to the girl, having gotten neither tools or an answer in the last ten seconds. She's staring at you, her eyes wide and a fierce blush on her face.
… Right, teenagers. No, no, not putting up with that. With a snap of your fingers an illusionary shirt replaces your bare flesh. "Down girl."
Haru blinks, then shakes her head from side to side vehemently. "I didn't, I mean, I wasn't…"
You merely grin and pluck the tools out of her grip and get to work prying the rest of the board loose.
"Careful, foxes ain't to be trusted." Suwako's voice drawls out behind Haru, causing the girl to let out a yelp and jump.
You don't turn to look at her, too focused on removing this board as you respond. "You don't define trust properly, we're consistent. Therefore you can trust us to stay consistent. Now that doesn't mean to tell the truth, but we'll certainly lead you into a trap everytime. We are very trustworthy that way."
"Ah was more talkin' about their nature as natural seducers."
With another crack the board comes loose, the piece of wood skipping along the ground as you reach for the new plank to put in. "I know the art, but I doubt many here would be interested. While I have plenty of scars few are from any actual battles, so I highly doubt I'm actually that impressive. I'm not particularly good for a fight either, though my looks do work on humans."
You pause, feeling for any idle breezes before you get to work hammering the new plank into place. Suwako walks around Haru to watch you work more closely, a smirk on her face as you finish putting in the last nail.
"Ah know ah few that have a crush on ya."
Nope, not rising to that bait, you'll happily turn it around instead. "Are you propositioning me?"
The curse goddess sticks out her tongue. "Ain't interested, but keep yer hands off the new shrine maiden."
You glance over at Haru, the girl has a fierce blush on her face and she is looking between the two of you, rather obviously not able to make sense of this conversation.
"Not interested," you reply. "I don't interact with mortals that way… and she is far too young, not even triple digits yet."
Suwako gives a look you would call appraising before she shrugs her shoulders and disappears from view, leaving you alone with Haru again as you slide over to hammer in the plank on the other side.
"Is she… always like that?" Haru asks, still sending glances towards the spot Suwako was once occupying.
"Mischievous?"
Haru nods.
"For the most part, she can also be rather… raunchy when she wants to be, though don't tell her I said that."
The new shrine maiden tilts her head. "She doesn't really seem like most gods I've ever read about, and she's a lot more laid back than Lady Kanako."
You let out a chuckle at the fact that Sanae has convinced Haru to call Kanako that. "She is in a lot of ways, she's not the same kind of being Kanako is, not really."
"How so?"
You look at her then towards the shrine, Sanae is working at the opposite end filling several craters… from what she has been mumbling about she may be starting a vegetable garden now that the soil is loose. "Kanako is a goddess, she is whatever she wants to be but is still in some ways… human like, for lack of a better term. Suwako is a spirit, she is the shrine itself to an extent, so she is aware of everything that happens on it and hears everything said within it."
Haru pauses, her brain slowly working through what you just said. "So… she can hear everything I've ever said about her?"
"That would be the case, yes. It's her body, after all."
…
Oh dear, that is an unhealthy amount of blood loss around the face.
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You toss the shirt into the corner, your muscles aching slightly from the work you had to do. It started with the fence, then Sanae wanted your help to actually make a garden, then you had to work on the roof… and basically it didn't stop until late in the evening.
… And poor Haru barely said more than a few sentences the entire rest of the day. Precisely what has she been saying that she is terrified Suwako might hear? You know the goddess is… odd, but you doubt she actually has the capacity to offend her.
Moonlight pours in through the windows, and you stare at the bed, happily tired both from a long afternoons work and an absolutely fabulous meal prepared by Suwako. You'll be fighting said goddess tomorrow of course, but for now you are allowed to rest.
Sleep… sleep is good, while having just a bit of extra firepower against doomfrog may be useful it has been a long day. Not your longest by a longshot but still, you will happily be a lazy fox whenever and wherever you have the opportunity.
You lay down in bed, your eyes glancing around the room for stray frogs or gaps before you allow your eyes to close. Sleep finds you easily, and with it… a dream.
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You feel warm and comfy, but not the same warm and comfy your bed offers. You slide your eyes opened, more than accustomed to the circumstances to know that you've slipped into the realm of dreams.
The first thing that greets you is a bright yet not overpowering sunset over a beach. It's sandy and rocky in equal measure, the surf rising every few moments to wash across the beach. There is no sign of civilization here, and beyond a torii gate standing vigil in the water there is little to know sign that humans have been here at all. A rarity for Japan.
You push yourself up from the grass that runs along the beach just before the sand, letting out a sigh as your vision clears the rest of the way up. Standing tall just before the beach is a series of doors, each open wide and showcasing a different scene.
The door far to the left shows an… industrial landscape of a sort. Tall buildings and bright lights fill a space quite unending. The buildings themselves are misshapen and eldritch, impossible shapes and bizarre architecture. The path just beyond the threshold is a road well paved, and it is lined with Haniwa dolls.
The door after that depicts a laboratory, though rather different than what you have seen with Eirin. This is far more… subdued in places. Actual medical equipment, test tubes, beakers and the like line a series of desks. A view through an open window shows the Human Village.
The third depicts very little. The landscape is dark, so dark that even your vision can barely pierce it. You see a girl, and she's curled up into the fetal position, various seals placed across her body. Six… wings? Jut out of her back to curl around here, but they are misshapen and far too thin to allow flight, nor do they seem to have feathers.
The fourth depicts… the upside-down castle?
You blink, staring at it more closely. The room is... wrong, the pillars are the wrong color in places, and the layout of the room itself is wrong. You still recognize the space but it is almost like someone just rearranged things randomly. Supports aren't where they should be, there are new holes in the ceiling, and a door in the corner is upside-down.
… Odd.
Chapter 130: No Patience
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The girl in the dark is tempting… but the castle draws you in for reasons you cannot explain. You would think the dream would belong to Sukuna, but it is off; objects reversed and in places they ought not be. It reminds you of Seija, but as far as Yukari told you that woman was dead, and Yukari had good reasons and very good means to ensure it.
You stare through the portal, going over the candidates in your head, yet none fit besides the Amanojaku that you knew as Genoskyo's most wanted. Personally you'd rather deal with her than Danjuro, and were happy during the times you knew the two had nothing to do with each other.
She is… was, not a pitiable being. She was a youkai, and she had to act the way she did for that was just the nature of Amanojaku. Of course, she was also a massive pain in the ass and did nothing to actually help her own case in favor of randomly starting fights and blowing you out of the sky. Death happens, and the world is unfair, but you still did understand where Seija was coming from. Not that you forgive her, or delay actually stepping through the door any longer than is necessary.
You cast one last glance around, eyes wandering to see if there are any figures enjoying the beach to no avail. With a shake of your head you walk into the surf and through the door, a bright and by now familiar light enveloping you as you go on your next dream escapade.
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The light fades a moment later, your eyes blinking as you try to will the spots away without much in the way of luck. The room is coming to focus in bits and pieces… no, actually, the room itself is just in bits and pieces. It's the upside down castle that you remember, but it is also wrong in numerous respects. Pieces of the floor are missing along with signs of battle fading in and out as you shift your eyes around. If you were to compare it to something it would be like looking at something through dirty glass, depending on how you turn your head what you can and cannot see changes dramatically.
You blink, looking up towards the ceiling as you see the ceiling is broken yet… not in several places. A familiar hole where the giant skeleton deigned to make its entrance disappears depending on the angle, not to mention the fact that the pillars are either in the wrong places or missing entirely. This whole room is, for lack of a better term, broken. And you feel a sharp pain start to spread through your skull the longer you take it in.
Where… no, what precis-
You groan, your hands moving to your head as another pain stabs through it. It isn't quick, it feels like a serrated blade is being run through your skull. The pain has a sound, or a voice, or some terrible mixture of the two that comes out as a terrible and broken scream that tears through the air like a banshee's wail.
Your head jerks around. Fragments of the room beyond that are… broken, not in the sense that they suffered damage from battle or anything like that. Instead your very perception of them itself is fragmented and split apart like you it were a broken glass painting. A cacophonic sound that is a mix of wood breaking and a scream fills the air as the floor falls out from under you, revealing an infinite darkness stretching in every direction that beckons to you like a siren of the waves.
You feel it pull upon your limbs with invisible hands, your arms and legs stretching as the all-encompassing black pulls you into it. The sound of wood cracking fills you ears again, though the sound is distorted and distant as if heard from far away. The castle starts to peel back as if a mighty giant were peeling back the foundation like a child's blocks.
It peels as you do, as the boards fall away so to do your limbs stretch, your joints popping as another female and familiar scream fills the air. Fear, hate. Your mind races as familiar yet wholly alien emotions surge through your body. Your eyes squeeze shut as air is forcefully expelled from your lungs, choking and biting as your arms strain to clutch your throat. Your skin burns, and you feel cold, impossibly cold.
The hands are on you, purple and bleeding an ichor that wafts like smoke off of featureless flesh. Eyes surround you, all staring and analyzing, each filled with cold detachment as they watch you struggle and suffer.
Another stabbing pain lances through your skull, tears rolling down your face that burn on your skin as you scream without air, your lungs coughing up an inky mist that chokes and cuts your throat like glass.
This is not my body. This is not my body. This is not my bod-
You gasp, your eyes blinking rapidly as your room comes into focus. Where?
… Right. You close your eyes again, drawing in a far calmer breath as you feel the phantom pain in your muscles start to subside. You pull yourself up, one hand moving to your head, which still pounds like Kanako's onbashira hitting the earth. These odd dreams do start to get old after a time, though that one was just about the oddest you've had in months at least. Was that a dream? A memory? Her life trapped in a gap? You honestly couldn't tell, and at the moment your head is throbbing too much for you to really care. "Suwako?"
You feel a hand settle on your shoulder, and you slowly turn your head as to limit the pain as you look up at the goddess.
"Bad dream?" her expression is flat but there is some worry and noticeable sympathy in her tone.
"I think it was one of Seija's." You respond.
Suwako hums thoughtfully, her hand squeezing your shoulder a moment longer before she pulls the hand away. "She's still alive?"
"Something like that, I don't really know how the dreams work myself so that could have easily been a memory, or a ghost, for lack of a better explanation. Wasn't pleasant either way, the dream was all fragmented like the mind projecting it was… damaged. "
"We really need to figure out how those dreams work," Suwako muses aloud, "'fraid nobody here at the shrine knows too much about dreams."
You drop the hand that is rubbing your skull, the pain still present but not enough that you can't talk. "You wouldn't happen to know someone who does do you? And you wouldn't happen to have a cure for a headache either?"
The goddess chuckles. "He asks if ah have a cure for a headache." With a flourish both of her arms dart forward to grasp either side of your head. Her hair lifts a moment as a green light suffuses her form, and in an instant the pain fades to a faint memory. The effect on her is gone as well, the hair dropping again and the light disappearing, the only sign that anything happened is the faint scent of… flowers in the air, though those could easily be from the garden.
She then bops you upside the head. "Ya've seen me make entire lakes, why do ya think ah couldn't fix a headache? Someone had to teach Sanae, ya think Kanako knows healin'?"
You shrug, slowly pushing yourself up to your feet to stand face to face with the goddess. You more than likely will not be getting anymore sleep tonight, so you might as well start getting your clothes together before Hidemi takes all the hot water. "Maybe, with how much she enjoys fighting. But what about my first question?"
The teasing expression that Suwako had adopted over the course of healing you fades away, her eyes looking up at the ceiling as she goes through her memories. "Someone who knows dreams? Fraid ah can't be much help there. Ah know how to give ya nightmares and ah know how to make ya sleep without endin', but as for the actual magical nonsense that yer experiencin' ah'm afraid ah don't run those circles."
You pull your jacket off the rack, and sling it over your shoulder. Your eyes looking around a moment for th-
Ah, there it is. Bending down you pick up a card from the floor, it's a simple spellcard… though to be honest you didn't really know the style that Seija used. But it is one of hers, which only raises more questions of precisely what you just saw. It's a monochrome image of a mirror over a dresser. A demonic face appears faintly within it to mock or terrify the viewer, quaint. Text below it reads 'Reverse Sign - Evil in the Mirror'.
You place the card against your chest as Suwako leans forward to take a look. "No peeking, we have a duel tomorrow." Of course, she more than likely can see the card anyway no matter where or how you hide it on the shrine, but it is the principle of the thing.
Suwako grins wickedly. "It is tomorrow."
You blink, casting your gaze towards the window to see the moon in about the halfway point of setting, a slight hint of orange in the horizon peeking up with a damned bogeyman taunting your lacking ability to sleep continuously and calmly. There has to be a god of the sun in these lands, and you are going to find them and get Kanako to kick their ass.
If you'd have to guess it is maybe six… six thirty in the morning. Just early enough to signal to the world and all within it that the day has come for you to be turned into a pelt by Suwako. You draw in a long breath, the scent of flowers wafting in once again as you focus on the goddess in the room with you. "Want to make breakfast?"
Suwako nods, and you are forced to bend down as a second Suwako leans over from behind you to peek at the card.
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"What about Yuuka?" you crack another egg into the bowl and turn your head to look at Suwako. "Per that book I got from Keine she might know something about dreams. She has a realm all her own and was very aware when I met her there. That and per the record… which is based on Reimu's reports so grain of salt, she showed up to the fight in her sleep clothes."
Suwako shakes her head, stepping back as a clone of herself appears where she just was, chopping vegetables while the main… Suwako moves over to get the rice. "Far as ah know Yuuka has little to nothin' to do with dreams, she's powerful for sure, with that whole 'sleeping terror' moniker she has. Her old home is in the world of dreams though 'pparently, but ah don't know if that place even still exists or where it is if it does."
You grimace. "The book never specified Reimu's route, which means if I want to find out…"
"Ya would need to bug Reimu, Yuuka, or both." Suwako finishes for you.
"Either way, a potentially violent proposition, though at least Reimu is recently bribed and Yuuka has hopefully gotten all the fight out of her system."
Suwako chuckles. "Doubt it, ya don't get that old without feelin' the urge to crack skulls on a daily basis."
You smile. "Too easy, so I won't take the obvious bait. On topic however, Reimu has yet to actually fight me, which per the book is actually damn rare considering the fact that I've been in Gensokyo longer than thirty minutes."
Suwako tilts her head and nods, the sound of sizzling rice sounding out soon after. "Ya do got a way with powerful women, frankly ah find it rather fascinatin'."
Your ears twitch as you hear someone walk through the hallway… Sanae by the tread. Too light to be Kanako and and not obvious enough to be Haru. She walks past you towards the dining room, not bothering to see what is being made for breakfast. They twitch again as you try to discern any other noise, Kanako and Haru are either still asleep or are just waking up, the sound of the rice sizzling is too loud for you to filter out unfortunately.
Turning back to your cooking you start to move the eggs on the pan, keeping them seperate as each Moriya prefers theirs differently. You keep the conversation going as you do, your mind still going over all the people you've met so far to figure out if any could help you.
"How very lucky am I that I keep attracting the most dangerous and terrifying women, if my mother could only see me now." You reply, allowing the amusement you feel to seep into your voice.
"Ah'd say very lucky if ya keep playing yer cards right."
"I thought you weren't interested in that?"
You hear a particularly evil chuckle from behind you. "Who says ah'm talkin' about myself? Heard some interestin' things from Haru the other night."
You quirk a brow, not bothering to fake a look of surprise. "Unless she got a sudden upgrade I know she isn't powerful, secondly I am incredibly uninterested."
A hand brushes across your back, and before you can react arms reach around you to take the pan. You jerk around to see Suwako staring at you with a grin that nearly goes ear to ear. "Ah heard other interestin' things too, but let's focus on breakfast so ah can kick yer behind around my shrine in just a bit."
… Right.
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You stand across from Suwako, a suitably dramatic wind blowing over the arena and causing your clothes to rustle… most likely an effect created by Kanako but you aren't going to turn your head to check. All three of the non-Suwako Moriya are standing behind you, the last time you saw her Haru looked mostly concerned, after the last fight she saw here you can't blame her to be honest. Sanae on the other hand pulled out a large 'go team Moriya' sign, precisely where she had been keeping that around the shrine you haven't the foggiest idea, but you are rather amused that when it comes to fights between you and her mothers she has wisely decided not to pick sides.
Kanako was and most likely still is judging your every move of course. True to her other 'facet' she only ever wants to see you improve, and god knows if you fail to show that you'll probably get your ass kicked by her immediately afterwards.
But that's all musing, right now you have other problems. Suwako is standing across from you in her by now normal large form, rings twirling idly around her wrists as she smiles. "Ah'll give ya the honor of the first strike as usual."
You let out a sigh, stretching your shoulders a moment before you stick your hand in your pockets. Well, two obvious ways to go about this.
"Ayumu?" Kanako's voice speaks up.
You blink, just barely craning your hand to glance to your left. You don't dare take your eyes off of Suwako for very long, not since you taught her illusions. From a glance this Kanako doesn't look to be an illusion, add on the fact that she has a swagger that… you honestly doubt Suwako could match even if she wanted to causes you to… not lower your guard, but not tense up either.
"Kanako?"
"You have learned much." She smiles, proudly. "Make her earn it, Shinshi."
And with that she turns around and walks back to the edge of the arena. Well, it seems she has at least faith that you will make it interesting for Suwako… you can do that.
You turn back, two plans going thro-
"DUCK!"
You instinctively jump, defying the warning. Your paranoia is rewarding by a whistling ring just barely missing your legs as it flies just where your head would be were you to duck. You then twist to the side as your ears twitch, using both your momentum and a burst of magic into your flight card to narrowly dodge a second churning through the air designed to hit your head if you had chosen to ignore the warning.
Suwako does not do half measures, and you watch her warily as both of the rings are caught deftly out of the air to spin rapidly around her wrists, their momentum bleeding before they come to a rolling stop as she smirks at you. You stare at her, your feet slowly touching the ground again as you glare.
You'd call out her perfidy but you both don't have the time and it would be more than a little hypocritical all things considered. Right, you hav-
You dive out of the way, your hand scraping along the ground to keep balance as a pair of arms erupt from the earth to grab at your ankles.
"Ya don't have time to think! Ah know all yer tricks and yer in my domain!"
With a burst of magic your form changes, your human limbs replaced by fur and claws as you pick up speed along the ground. A hiss sounds, and you replace yourself with a copy as a previously invisible curse snake tears through the illusion. Right, Kanako plan.
Your curve in your sprinting, your body leaning into the turn as you speed across the arena away from the trees.
"Fox Sign - Ono's Beckon!"
Danmaku lances out from the card, a single beam of light rocketing forward towards her. Suwako grins and takes it, the illusion popping immediately and leaving the arena empty bar the curse snakes swarming onto the field. You skid to a stop, the beam of light crashing through the trees before bending towards you. It's going faster now than when it left, and as you expect it gets to just where she was before it dissipates harmlessly without hitting anything.
You let out a breath, eyeing the snakes wearily before you allow them to close, your ears twitching and your nose sniffing as you try to pinpoint…
Your eyes shoot open as an arm roughly jabs into your back, and your clone dissipates immediately.
A gunshot sounds out immediately after, a gasp of pain escaping Suwako as your shot hits its mark from where you fired not half a dozen feet behind her back. You drop the spell, 'Fox Sign – The Forgotten Beast' hanging limply in one hand, the plastic firearm in another as you float an inch above the ground where she cannot sense you.
The gun itself only appears to have had the one shot, the trigger is pulled back and is not moving forward again… a pity. But you have more pressing concerns, namely that Suwako is laughing.
Quite uproariously in fact. Suwako turns around, the smoking mark on her back seemingly ignored as she looks at you with a feral grin, blacked smoke leaking out of the corners of her mouth and her eyes glowing dangerously golden. "Good job, but it won't work twice."
You shrug your shoulders, idly returning the gun to the orb as you pocket the card. "Probably not." Your eyes stare into hers, then you are off sprinting across the ground again as she shouts.
"Clap - Daidarabotchi's Worship!"
An absolute horde of stone hands erupt from the earth and attempt to close in on you from several directions, your legs kick up to launch off of them and roll in a desperate flight as curse snakes go into the spaces between. "Ya can't run forever shinshi!"
Try me.
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You let out a groan, about the only thing you can do beyond pant as you lay on the ground exhausted and more than a little sore. Suwako is sitting on her haunches beside you, a frustrated look on her face as she stares at you. Kanako is standing just next to her, a very proud expression on her face. The trio of looks is rounded out by the perfectly accepting look of Sanae as she goes over your (thankfully minor) injuries.
Where Haru is, you have no idea, and frankly at the moment you are too tired to actually care. You can't help the goofy smile on your face despite the exhaustion. You successfully annoyed Suwako in a fight, you should get a trophy or a minor fiefdom for that.
Suwako however is less impressed. "Well, ya managed to clip me a bit, rather impressive. But ah consider it more impressive ya managed to give me the runaround for a solid five minutes in my own shrine, ah don't even really know what to say about that."
You chuckle, you only managed to get a good half dozen spellcards or so off, and most of those were used purely as distractions or feints as you tried to go at her from multiple angles. Suwako has a massive home advantage, to the point where nearly every ability and technique you have is basically worthless beyond those that have yet to be shown to her. "I knew I was doomed the moment Kanako told me about this, so I decided to be as annoying as possible to see if I could wear you down."
Suwako tilts her head. "That's such ah dumb way of fightin' ah don't even know where to begin."
A hearty laugh responds to that pronouncement, and all heads turn to look at Kanako whose previous proud look has turned into a beaming smile. "It is a fine method, if your opponent is heavier and stronger it can be very useful to dodge instead of counter attacking, you allow your opponent to wear themselves out before you make your strike." With little in the way of pity for your sores the goddess reaches down to pick you up, setting you onto somewhat unsteady feet that she has the decency to help you balance upon. She slaps her hand on your shoulder, her eyes shining with mirth even as Sanae transitions to start working on your legs with a grumble. "It applies to warfare as well, it is always best to be receiving an attack versus attacking if two armies are on equal footing! One has already suffered attrition and has been weathered by even approaching you."
Suwako huffs and crosses her arms. "Ah ain't exactly heavy."
Kanako grips your shoulder tighter for a moment before she lets go, nearly forcing you back onto the ground before Sanae grabs your legs in a death grip. "No, but he recognized his disadvantage and sought to gain an edge via other methods. That is progress and tenacity, something he has learned from me as a goddess of innovation." She turns her head back towards you, and you can't help but feel a little warm from how much Kanako of all people is complimenting you. "Your tenacity is your greatest gift Ayumu, it is what lead you to survive and it is what brought you here. Never let failures or disadvantages hold you back, you are far better than that."
You smile back, the expression growing slightly as you spy Suwako sticking her tongue out at you from the corner of your eye before she starts to make her way back towards the shrine.
Kanako glances down at Sanae. "How are his injuries?"
Sanae lets out a sigh, pulling herself back up to a standing position. "He'll be fine, barring some bruises that have already started healing, did you have to egg her on so mu-"
"Yes," you answer before she can finish, causing the shrine maiden to give you a baffled look. "It was very necessary, I wanted to piss her off, it was the only thing that would make me live longer."
Sanae's look turns incredulous. "That doesn't make any sense!"
You give her the best flat expression you can muster. "You're their daughter, of course it does."
Her mouth opens, but whatever she was going to say dies in the womb as she raises her arms in exasperation and stomps off. The green quickly joining the blonde as they both exit the arena in tandem, Sanae throwing you 'furtive' glances every other step before you start to walk forward after the-
"Ayumu?"
You pause midstep, your head turning back to Kanako. The goddess is holding up a spellcard, a flat expression on her face. "To fail repeatedly but pull yourself up each time is the greatest lesson I could ever teach you. One that I do hope you have learned well by now." Her arm extends, the card offered to you. "If you find yourself in a corner use this, but do not look at the card or it shall lose its power."
You look down at it, your hand slowly moving to extract it from her grip and stick it into the front pocket of your jacket without looking at it. "One of yours?"
The smile returns, though far smaller than previous. "Something like that yes. We shall be visiting the Buddhist's shortly after lunch. I would suggest you prepare."
With that she walks past you as well, a small tickle of wind blowing past your face as she does so.
…
Neat.
Chapter 131: Nue Discoveries
Chapter Text
You draw in a breath, idly patting out some of the dirt in your clothes before you cast an illusion over yourself to at least look clean. The act of dodging around Suwako is not clean, and your clothes have suffered the consequences of such an endeavor. You'd say it was worth it though, if only for the sheer frustration she was visibly showing by the end of it. It's not often you actually manage to get one up on the goddess, so you'll take your victories where you can find them… though the fact that she chose to display it at all probably means she was just taking pity on you at this point. Or perhaps she actually lost control and showed what she was feeling despite the fact that she normally doesn't 'emote'. No matter you suppose.
As for right now… you might as well check up on Haru. Kanako is likely plotting and preparing for the 'meeting,' and Suwako is likely doing precisely the same thing, but without pretending to call it a meeting. With any luck they aren't plotting in cross purpose and this may actually end well. Lest you end up with more than just your suit and pride damaged today. But rambling aside, Sanae will be busy, she mentioned she had to do some preliminary work on Haru's shack while Haru herself would be cleaning.
So time to bug the human whom appears to have an attraction for you, a rather amusing circumstance. She is not the first, hell, she isn't even the first you have lived with to have an attraction to you. But alas you are uninterested so instead she will be a source of amusement to you, at the very least it is distracting her from the obvious pains she had suffered previously. That, and the ability to feel attraction at all speaks to a promising psyche, considering what Akiyama and the rest of his ilk could have done to her.
You are fairly sure they did not do anything too bad, but it is a very slippery slope and you've seen plenty of poor unfortunates go tumbling down it with little to no hope of recovery. You'll do whatever you can to make her feel comfortable, much the same as the Moriya did with you.
… Within reason of course.
With a smile on your face you make your way across the arena over to the steps. The stones freshly swept and an easy climb despite the fading ache in your legs. The forest is quiet; nothing sensible makes much noise in the aftermath of seeing Suwako fight. The sky is nearly clear and you can see straight through the woods that surround the shrine off into the distance. You are on the wrong side of the mountain to see the town, and from here the inverted castle isn't possible to see… but the landscape is as captivating as ever.
You crest the steps and the shrine comes into view, Haru is immediately visible, the shrine maiden has a dust mask over her face as she attacks one of the side buildings with a duster. The doors and windows are open as she goes over all the shelves and tables, gingerly avoided artifacts and the like as she goes. She's thorough, not leaving any spots as she hums a little song to herself; and you keep quiet as you walk forwards to lean against the doorframe as she works.
She's dedicated, no slacking or anything of that nature as she goes along. Carefully moving the duster where she can, using a washcloth for others as she gives the gods their faith. You watch her for a good minute before you spot movement out of the corner of your eye, Sanae is walking past the front from one of the storage sheds, a decent amount of wood piled on one shoulder, toolbox on the other… while a certain marsupial rides atop her now customized backpack. He has a bundle of leaves sticking out of his mouth that he chews idly as she walks along, the weight doing nothing to slow her down.
"Be safe!" you call out.
The sound of a duster clattering to the ground sounds out next to you as Sanae turns her head. A bright smile forms on her face as she raises her hand in a wave. "I will! Just going to fix up the front door!"
"Want Takeshi with you?" you ask, the fox shifting in your breast pocket a moment.
"No need! I can call bigger things just by using a card." Sanae replies, her voice carrying easily over the grounds even now that she has lowered her volume.
Well, while she has a point it also is rather insulting in your opinion. "I'll take minor offence, but be safe."
The green haired shrine maiden grins and lifts off the ground. "I'll be careful."
… Yeah, you remember the last time she went on a 'safe' trip thank you. But you say nothing, merely watch her until she disappears from view entirely. With a sigh you turn your gaze back to Haru, the shrine maiden in training staring wide-eyed at you.
You smile. "So, how's your morning been going?"
She blinks rapidly, suddenly remembering precisely what is going on around her. "Fine! Er, fine, just cleaning."
You nod your head, making a show of looking around the room she was working on as the shrine maiden looks at you nervously. "You're doing a fine job by my estimation, we'll be heading out in just a bit but Suwako will still be around to watch over you… if not help out. Not really her style to be honest."
She nods slowly, still obviously unsure of herself. The girl is a nervous wreck, though she hides it better than most. Whenever she feels overwhelmed or confused by something she just… conceals it. Perhaps not healthy, but there are far worse alternatives. It actually reminds you of Suwako to an extent, though underneath it all Haru actually has normal emotions.
"Can I ask you a question?" she asks, sounding rather meek.
Your smile drops, the tone of the request enough to get your attention. "You may."
"Sanae told me you came from Tokyo, and I know you are a fox spirit."
"I did and I am yes."
She tilts her head, a slight smile coming onto her face as her voice is tinged with a hint of excitement. "Are you the Ayumu?"
You blink, the question actually managing to catch you off guard for a moment before you recover. "I am… afraid I don't understand the question, I am Ayumu yes. Not sure what else you mean."
Her hand moves up to twirl her hair around her finger, the smile on her face growing larger. "One of the legends where I grew up, a helpful fox spirit; people said if you dialed the right number good things would happen, but only if you found a flier, and they always moved around."
Your own hand reaches up to scratch at your chin, thinking idly back to all those ads you put up in a desperate attempt to stay alive. "Probably, I was the only youkai named Ayumu working in Tokyo that I was aware of, and I did leave a lot of ads around. Wasn't aware I was famous however."
Haru nods her head, her smile now just about the widest you've seen from the girl in recent memory. "Not famous, but known and really cool!"
Well, it appears you have a fan, you aren't quite sure how to process that. Thinking for a moment you see a flash of movement at the front of the shrine and say the first thing that comes to mind. "Oh look! A distraction."
Haru gives you a confused look and you take the opportunity to back out of the shack to see precisely who it is that has come to visit. It's a garish figure… It's Jo'on, of all the people you've met in Gensokyo there is only one person that could possibly be wearing that much expensive jewelry and finery and still look so amazingly cheap. She walks in like she owns the place, her sunglasses reflecting the morning light from as she struts into the shrine.
You smile, grabbing Haru by the arm and dragging the girl out of the shack she was working in. The maiden in training lets out a yelp before she allows herself to be dragged along, too confused to argue about the situation or the indignity of what you are doing. You release her a moment later, allowing her to follow you as you walk leisurely towards the poverty goddess.
The other goddesses of course notice the presence immediately, Suwako is already standing just beyond the steps to the shrine while Kanako walks through the wall beside her, both watching warily as Jo'on approaches. The fact that they seem… well, that Kanako seems somewhat surprised tells you that they aren't watching the hot springs all that closely; something both useful to know at present, and useful verbal prod for you next conversation with Suwako.
You ignore both of them, your hand raising in a lazy wave as Jo'on notices you. She flicks the bottom of the glasses, the accessory shifting up to land perched atop her hair as she grins. Her eyes flash, literally, and you feel for a moment her jewelry somehow gets just a touch more shiny and obnoxious despite not visibly morphing in any way.
"I assume your arrival means the job is complete?"
The poverty goddess strikes a pose before fanning herself with her fan. "Of course, who do you take me for?"
… Lovely people, this type. With careful movement you reach into your pocket, a small coin becoming a neat stack of bills you had kept on hand in case you ran into her. An honest drop in the bucket by your standards at the moment, though it would be best to avoid doing this repeatedly. You offer it out, palms flat as if you were feeding an animal.
With little in the way of grace Jo'on snatches it, one hand weighing it while the other runs down the side of the bills, the sound of shuffling paper filling the air momentarily as her nail scrapes down the edges much like someone would a deck of cards. Satisfied she pockets the money and gives you the slightest of nods before she starts to turn around.
You speak up before she can fully turn. "Out of curiosity, what has become of Akiyama?"
Jo'on gives you a ghost of a smile, an expression you feel isn't too common on her face. "He had a falling out with his gang after running out of funds, last I saw he was swinging a blade towards his own hand."
Ah… so they base it on that system. Which also means he probably has a vendetta, something to watch out for. You nod to show you understand, and the poverty goddess throws up her arm in dismissal before walking her way out of the shrine. The last thing you hear is a laugh from her, haughty and proud of herself before she takes off from the mountain.
… "Poverty goddesses I swear."
"Who… was that?" Haru asks, the girl having moved to hold your sleeve during the conversation with Jo'on, her grip only slightly loosening with her disappearance."
"'Nother goddess, somethin' ya want to tell us Shinshi?" Suwako's voice speaks up from right behind you.
You smile but don't turn around, your mind going over briefly who else you can point Jo'on at before you respond. "I had Akiyama dealt with, someone like that… he's not really worth getting our own hands dirty." You turn your head to let Suwako see your smile before you free your arm from Haru, the girl letting out a squeak as it moves up so that your hand can ruffle her hair. "I don't think you'll need to be worrying about him anymore, if you do… well, you've seen what we do to each other, god's help our enemies."
Suwako laughs, the sound distinctly inhuman and almost painful to the ears. It sounds more like… a snapping vine than anything human. Haru shivers slightly at the sound, but Suwako pays no mind as she speaks. "Ah don't plan on helpin' anybody not part of the shrine thank ya."
Haru smiles, an almost bashful look on her features before she ducks out from under your hand. "Thank you, but I must get back to cleaning."
With that she runs off, her arms swinging happily at her sides.
… You don't miss the feeling of faith filling you before you fully turn around to look at the goddesses. Suwako is sitting on the balls of her feet, a not uncommon position for her, though not common in her larger form. Kanako on the other hand is in her normal pose, that of her staring at you with her arms crossed.
You shrug your shoulders. "I decided to let someone else deal with the problem, poverty goddesses are useful if you point them at things you don't like. Same goes for curse gods and the odd death god… though that last one is decidedly unpleasant."
Suwako smiles, the lips ticking up just a touch too far to be normal. "Point me at somethin' and yer likely to watch the finger rot off. Ah am beseeched, not manipulated."
You shrug your shoulders again. "I dealt with curse gods… well, never to be honest. I was cursed enough already. That, and there actually wasn't a lot of them in Tokyo, and they were easily avoided. There were only a few gods that gave me any problems."
'Who?' (Curious)
You turn your head to Kanako. "Nobody really worth talking about, I avoided the types like Jo'on, and there were… well, lots of others. But most gods didn't bother going by my little shop."
Kanako looks taken aback for a moment, her eyes narrowing before she looks over at Suwako with a smile you could only describe as 'victorious'.
"What?"
---
You rub your temple with your hands. "Great, now I can't escape you two in my own mind."
Kanako laughs, her hand slapping you on the back and causing you to nearly fall forward off the porch from your sitting position. "You shall learn its uses, it shall awaken to you fully in time, today was a good opportunity!"
It is a small mercy that it appeared to be mostly a oneoff, you can vaguely sense things coming from them, but no 'mind talk' since that little spurt… wait. "Are you suggesting my Shinshi powers awaken by being murdered in spars? Is that how it works with war gods?"
Kanako actually looks thoughtful a moment before Suwako saves your life. "Ah'd more guess its due to that burst of faith ya got from Haru. Ya'll probably sense more and more as ya get stronger and have more faith dumped into ya."
You don't bother to hide the sigh of relief that escapes you; you are all for getting more powerful, but you would rather your strength not come from getting flayed alive repeatedly.
"It shall prove useful in any case, even if it is not immediately usable during the fight with the Myouren Temple today." Kanako muses.
You grimace. "You're certain that is how it will to go?"
The goddess of war nods. "Byakuren is stubborn, and has already shown herself to be collecting them. She will be eager to take her position back in the Human Village, I have no intention of allowing her to claim this incident. I plan on there being a battle, I would suggest you prepare."
Suwako laughs. "Ah got a nasty surprise for them too, incase they get cheeky with orbs." You watch as she pulls out a small wooden dowel, barely the length of a finger. She balances it easily on top a nail and you watch as it spins around rapidly before coming to an abrupt stop. One tip, the tip that is pointed in fact is pointing towards the shrine. "Looks fer the nearest source of energy that thing is givin' off. Course ah don't know if all the orbs function the same but from what Miko dumped on us and our own ah think ah got a pretty good idea."
"Speaking of whom, are we involving them today at all for backup? If you expect a fight we might as well make it as one-sided as possible." Of course the Taoists could also attempt to stab you in the back but… well, you have leverage and a vendetta.
Kanako nods her head. "The Buddhists are not to be taken lightly. We shall arrive with Miko, she can call upon her followers if she must. I am not averse to calling upon our vassals in such things, and the Taoists must be reminded that that is what they are. For now."
"Fair enough," you smile as you sense a feeling of smug emanate from the goddess. Though you aren't sure if that is the telepathy or just the aura she radiates normally. "Then I suppose we can only push forward and see what happens. I'm healed so I'm good for another punching match."
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You'd imagine you make quite a sight. The villagers have been watching in a fascinating mix of confusion and trepidation as your 'force' makes its way down the street openly towards the Buddhist temple. Kanako is leading of course, followed by Suwako, Sanae and yourself. Behind you is Miko along with Tojiko and Futo. You were surprised she sprung to bring her followers along, though with how diplomatically minded the woman is she might be playing to the Moriya's good graces… and also coming out as far ahead as possible given the situation.
The woman with blue hair was left behind to watch over the temple, though it still bothers you that you don't know who that is. She's a mystery in the hand of your ene- opponents, something you rather distinctly dislike.
Either way, Miko came without any form of argument, though she seems rather wary of the 'open brawl' that Kanako is going for. To be honest you aren't excited for it either, but there aren't many other ways around this situation that you can see. In either case it hasn't stopped Miko from going all out either, compared to the rest of you Miko is actually rather gaudy with her cape and glittering sword sheath.
Kyouko is at the entrance like you'd expect, eagerly waving to passing villagers as she sweeps the steps. Of the group she spots you first as you'd expect, her mind razor focused before she realizes precisely who and what is surrounding you, the broom nearly dropping from her grip before she takes a few nervous steps back towards the side of the gate.
Kanako passes through the gate, followed by Suwako and Sanae. Kyouko making no moves to stop any of them. You at least raise your hand to greet her. "Morning Kyouko."
"... Good morning?" the girl responds, clearly confused and slightly worried. As you all brush past her into the temple proper. It's… thankfully not full of humans, though instead there are other problems.
Byakuren is present, along with Ichirin, Murasa, Shou and Nazrin. All are standing across from you in the plaza, Byakuren having more than likely noticed your rather obvious approach and prepared accordingly. From what you know of her she probably didn't set up any traps… but that wouldn't stop the other members of her shrine.
Your eyes look around the plaza and building as you all approach, your eyes taking in every detail to see what is of-
You blink, eyes narrowing as they focus on a piece of tile hanging somewhat loosely from the edge of the temple. It's flat side is facing you all, and it is a slightly different color than the rest. That, and you don't recall it being like that the last time you were here.
"Good morning." The motherly voice of Byakuren speaks up, the monk bowing slightly in respect before raising herself back up. Her hands are clasped in front of her, and Kanako comes to a stop a good fifteen feet away from her. "What has spurred the Moriya and Taoists to visit?"
"Ya know perfectly well what we've come visitin' about." Suwako drawls, the goddess stuffing her arms into her sleeves as she takes up a spot beside Kanako.
Byakuren doesn't tense or show any sign of bother at the words. Instead she merely tilts her head, her eyes taking on an almost pitying look as she replies. "The orbs are to be sealed so they cannot be used for evil."
"Seal them?" Miko speaks up, and your eyes dart over to her. She has taken a spot just to the left of Sanae… who is behind Kanako, leaving you in the back by your lonesome. "Ah yes, putting a lid over whatever you deem rotten is what you Buddhists specialize in, is it not?"
There is some… venom there, and you know why. It's a good thing that Kanako was planning on a fight already, as Miko was more than likely going to start one on her own, skill at diplomacy aside.
You look back towards Byakuren, noting for memory the subtle change in her expression as her smile gets just a touch tighter. "We safeguard the human village, we cannot allow anyone to wield the power of nightmares, no matter whom they might fall into the hands of."
As the last syllable leaves her lips the group around her shifts slightly, well, drastically. But the followers don't really move themselves. A tall woman forms out of Ichirin's shadow, she's probably around ten feet tall at least, a long white dress going down to her ankles and her face hidden by a broad white hat.
The figure is unknown, though given how it appeared and is hanging around her it is more than likely an urban legend… as is the other that just stepped up from around Nazrin. It grows in size as it moves, at first being diminutive before it grows to easily dwarf the mouse-youkai. It is… vaguely like a man in a western style suit, not dissimilar to the one you wear. But it's faceless, in fact it has no discerning features at all, where a face would be is a dull white nothing, no eyes, ears or mouth. It tilts its head oddly as if studying you, and faint shadows emanate from its sleeves around its bone white hands.
Beyond that Shou shifts her spear slightly. Sanae has tensed, but beyond that nobody else has moved. You turn your head to look behind your back, Kyouko has 'snuck up' on you all, the broom forgotten as she looks nervous but ready.
The tile on the other hand… has grown an eye. It's faint and hard to see, but whatever the tile is, it is watching you. If you had to guess it would be Nue, while she is relatively unknown to you, she was a mentioned shapeshifter in the book Keine lent you.
… You really do need to thank her again for that.
"We do not come here to argue ideologies," Kanako says in her patented imperialist tone, "we came to claim the orbs. Will you stand in our way, Byakuren."
Byakuren sighs, the smile still not leaving her face. "I am afraid I have no choice. We shall defend them if necessary."
Byakuren crouches slightly and Kanako's hand tightens around the hilt of her blade, and you realize you only have a split second to make your decision.
All the time a fox needs really.
You draw in a breath as those around you start to move forward, battlecries and mockeries filling the air. The air stills around you as your adrenaline kicks in, your eyes flickering around as time itself grinds to a near halt.
In the instant of silence Sanae steps forward, well practice in the art of violence and knowing full well when it is coming. Her right foot digs into the ground as her gohei raises to the sky. As a spellcard slips into her hand, everything begins
Kanako, just beside her, swings her blade even as her other hand raises to call in Onbashira. Shou steps forward, her spear raised to deftly block as the sound of metal crashing upon metal sounds through the courtyard.
Suwako chants, her form filling with black and ominous shadow as Ichirin moves in. The goddesses clothes ruffle as Futo and Tojiko rush past, wielding plates and lightning, both ready to intercept Ichirin and Murasa.
And in the center of it all, Miko is charging forward, a command issuing forth from her lips even as she raises an arm to block a strike by Byakuren. Both of them have drawn their spellcards, and judging by their expressions, are going to be focusing on each other.
Breathe.
You aren't incredibly fast, not in combat.
But you do have the speed of thought, and in the precious little time you've spent here… you've been able to observe enough.
*Snap*
The landscape changes, the ground ripples and changes, a not dissimilar effect to when you changed the arena around Kasen to hem her in… though this time you do the opposite of that particular effect. The Buddhist Temple fades from view to reveal the verdant rolling hills and fields of Suwa province. A rather different shrine is visible in the distance, on a hill just above a by now familiar lake.
Byakuren doesn't flinch, but Ichirin does, the nun tripping over the 'moving' ground and falling into one of Futo's flying plates. She recovers admirably, her small golden rings held tight in her grip as she twirls around a Danmaku follow-up. The 'cloud' behind her shifts and reforms, large pink fists slamming into each other as it prepares for battle.
"Fox Sign - Servant of Suwa!"
You snap turn, your card at the ready pointing towards the now conspicuously out of place floating roof tile. The wind tears through the air and hits the tile head on, the 'ceramic' flying wildly through the air before it halts its movement abruptly. It vibrates rapidly, a black shape taking form around it.
For just the briefest of moments you glimpse… something, a hairy beast with a demonic distended face almost like a monkey. But it is gone almost too quickly to register. Instead, in its place is a trident-wielding girl in a black dress. Six sharp 'wings' extend from her back, three blue, three red, all curling behind her, grasping in your direction.
It almost reminds you in some ways of fashion you'd see in certain parts of Tokyo, but it's just slightly… off. It's hard to describe how precisely, the more you stare at her the more you feel like you aren't actually looking at a real being. The colors are blending together unnaturally, where normally thread would transition from one color to the next; hers simply merges and overlaps in spots that would be impossible. You don't falter, you stare into her own eyes as an annoyed expression grows on her face.
She doesn't much seem to like the look of you, her mouth opening in a vicious smile that shows perhaps a bit too much tooth as the trident starts to spin rapidly in her hand. Shouts sound through the air, the sound of clanging weapons and hissing snakes creating a saddeningly familiar cacophony.
Nue is a trickster… someone rather annoying on the battlefield if your enemies are to be believed. Which means you would like to distract her if at all pos-
"Grudge Bow - The Bow of Genzanmi Yorimasa!" in the space between thoughts her arm has snapped out, a spellcard activating mid motion and a burst of danmaku erupts from it. Beams of white light launch down at you, the danmaku lancing through the air and curving back towards you before they explode. With each burst, of which there are many, dozens of smaller pieces scatter through the air like bursting flak.
You leap up, your flight card activating with a small application of magic to allow you to dodge the projectiles more easily. You spiral, duck, and weave as they churn by, several near misses… some far too close for comfort. But your training with Suwako and Kanako are enough that you manage to get through them all as they dissipate harmlessly against the ground. You swallow heavily, ready to say something you'll regret tomorrow morning. "Is that all you have, Nue?" Yes… that's right, focus on me.
Her grin widens impossibly, the edges of her lips nearly even with the bottom of her ears. The snake ornament on her wrist starts to uncurl and moves as she draws a card.
"Fox Sign - Motes of Light!"
"Unidentified - Purple Mirror!"
You twist on the spot, ignoring the energy erupting from her card momentarily so that you can affect the fight below. Your card at the ready you swing to point it at the gr-
"You have forgotten to fear the night!" Nue shouts, her face manic, merely inches away from your own. An explosion of purple light sends you flying backwards for a brief instant, before you slam into Nue's waiting tails and rebound right back forward.
You find yourself halted as Nue holds you by the collar of your suit, her tails dancing behind her like snakes ready to launch themselves at prey. Her eyes twinkle as they rear back to str-
You slam your head forward, a loud crack sounding out as your forehead collides with her face … and you feel it tilt ever so slightly back. She releases you, the tails slashing against your arms as you fall less than gracefully to the ground feet first. Pain lances through you, thin lines cut into your clothes that burn like the world's worst papercut. You regeneration kicks in quickly, but it doesn't help the fact that she is for all intents and purposes both faster and better armed than you. So about normal really.
Nue lands across from you, the snake on her wrist now fully uncoiled and you watch as it bites into the ground. You feel a twinge in your mind as your illusion falls apart, the familiar landscape of Suwa fading away into the Myouren Temple's courtyard.
Well to be honest after that headbutt it was a miracle the illusion stayed in place to begin with, but still, annoying. You raise yourself up to stand straight, beams of golden energy lancing between you both… near misses from one of the Buddhists you would wager.
"PARAG-"
A shout tears through the air that gets both of your attention, it is cut short, and the reason is revealed quickly. Kyouko is standing just ahead of the gate with her broom discarded, a familiar furry creature is latched onto her face that she is desperately trying to pry off without much in the way of luck. "Bugger off, ya Abbott-faced bushpig!"
You turn back… and Nue is gone.
… Fuck.
"Nue Sign - Mysterious Snake Show!"
You twist on the spot, your heel digging into the ground. Murasa and Tojiko go flying past you, lightning clashing with a spellcard's energy as green snakes slither through the air between them. Sanae is just beyond them looking shocked and a little worse for wear as she cups her hand over her mouth.
The energy snakes collide with your chest a quarter second later, a lancing pain shooting up through you as you are forced a half-step back.
"Ayumu!"
She runs forward, her eyes flicking over your wounds. "Are you alright?"
You let out a groan, steadying yourself as you rub at your chest. "I'll be fine, she's rather annoying."
Sanae smiles, looking about as good as you feel at the moment. "Pot and kettle."
You turn your head away to look over the battle. Onbashira have crashed into the ground in several spots… and more than a fair chunk of the walls are just flat out destroyed at this point. Kanako is still dueling Shou, though the Buddhist is having a rather poor time of it going by the rather heavy damage to her clothes at this point.
… Though that may also be due to how distracted she is by all of the snakes snapping at her heels courtesy of Suwako.
Miko and Byakuren are still going at it, though Miko is… not doing well. She's in a desperate battle of blocks and counterattacks as Byakuren pushes in so rapidly the Taoist doesn't have time to get any spellcards in.
That, and the tall woman that was hanging around Ichirin is running interference every chance she can get.
It's two well coordinated forces, which leaves… there.
Nue is standing off to the side, the snake on her wrist slithering and moving as she watches the fight unfold. Her eyes meet yours, a lopsided grin on her face as she raises a spellcard.
"Go!"
You push forward, a duplicate of yourself splitting off towards Miko as Sanae follows you. You see Nue's mouth move, though over the din of battle you cannot hear precisely what she is saying.
A crack sounds out, and your eyes dart upwards to see colorful… well, they look like just about the most generic and stereotypical 'flying saucers' you've ever seen, descending from the sky towards you. None are bigger than your torso, but each is releasing spreads of energy that force the combatants around you to dodge. Across the ways, Sanae and Tojiko are forced to leap back from their battle with Nazrin as one saucer crashes into the ground, gleefully shooting energy and pain every which way. Nazrin herself ducks, the tall faceless… man leaning down to cover her.
You speed up, transitioning to moving on all fours as you roll and dive out of the way of the magical artillery barrage. The earth churns and tears as Nue's maniacal laughter echoes over the plaza. You feel more than see the illusion you sent Miko's way pop, and a half second later as you reach Nue you feel the second one you had sent surreptitiously to flank her die as well.
Coming to a skidding stop you watch Nue carefully as the last of the UFOs dissipate, Sanae catches up to you a moment later, a fresh sheen of sweat on her forehead… though she seems otherwise undamaged from the barrage.
"Got a plan?"
You stand up to your full height, warily watching Nue before turning your gaze to Sanae. Your mind goes over all the details up to this point and you nod your head. "Yeah, I need you to beat her over the head while she murders me." You smile as you draw a spellcard from your pocket, holding it up.
"Wha-"
The surprised look on Sanae's face disappears quickly once your fist crashes into her jaw. She doesn't transform, instead her head rolls back around to reveal a vicious grin on a bloody mouth.
"Fox Sign - What Was Not There!"
Duplicates of yourself fan out as you leap backwards, another spellcard in your hand already as her tails stab out at the clones. The tails move nearly too fast for your eyes to see, a manic glint in the youkai's eyes as she wipes out all the clones before they can even start to attack.
Another laugh escapes her lips, cruel and vicious, something wholly unnatural on Sanae's features. With a blur of movement she charges forward and you leap to the side, rolling across the ground and nearly bump into Kanako. Above your head her blade has slapped Shou's spear aside, the two fighters looking down at you with some confusion before you dig your heels into the ground as Sanae appears above you with a far too wide smile present on her face.
"Are you afr-"
Whatever she is about to say is lost as Kanako reverse the swing of her sword, the blade nearly cutting the 'shrine maiden' in two before she disappears from view. Instead in her place is a floating blue UFO that nimbly darts up into the air.
"Ayumu?"
You nod towards the goddess. "Pain in my ass that one, appreciated."
Then with a burst of strength you shove your heels into the ground, using the sudden perch to springboard yourself backwards. You land on all fours, the sound of crashing Onbashira hitting the earth behind you as you tear along the ground.
"PARASAMGATE!"
For all of three seconds anyway before you are forced to clutch your ears. You stumble, jerking your head to the side to see a koala go flying violently through the air before crashing into the side of the temple. The ringing almost drons him out, but you just catch the tail end of his grumbled "-crazy sheila…"
You are just turning your head back when all of the air is forced out of your lungs, the blunt end of a trident having slammed into your stomach none too gently. You roll and tumble across the ground, partly due to the force, partly due to wanting to put on a show that lets you get some distance from your assailant.
And yet, despite that, the moment you come to a stop you see the now unfortunately familiar face of Nue already there, staring down at you. You jerk to the side, rolling out of the way as the prongs stab into the dirt. "Done being Sanae already?"
You flip over, the bracelet on your arm transforming into your staff mid motion, with a jerk of your hand you grab it and swing it around toward her legs.
She jumps back, the trident spinning so rapidly in her grip it is creating wind. You press the staff into the ground and use it to haul yourself up, a wary eye kept on Nue as you do so. "I don't think we're going to be friends after this."
She smiles, though unlike the other times this one isn't nearly as manic. "Feelings hurt?"
The sound of clashing metal sounds out again behind you as you step forward, your staff swinging around in a wide arc. She parries it easily, a giggle issuing forth as she steps to the si-
*VRRRRR*
You leap back, your instincts still miraculously functioning as a… motorcycle goes driving by you. It's driven by Byakuren, the Buddhist blasting a spellcard behind her as she tears a river through the dirt of the temple ground.
You keep your eyes locked on Nue, alert for the moment she comes after you again, but she keeps her distance on the other side of the newly carved ravine, one side of her lips tilting up in a cocky smirk. And then you're tripped from behind, desperately rolling out of the way of… Nue's trident?
*Clang*
Your staff raises to catch the trident as it's swung downward, the shaft neatly inserted between two prongs as the weapon pushes dangerously close to your chest. You push back, your eyes flickering from the Nue in the background, slowly sauntering towards your pinned form; and the *other* Nue, as she matches your strength to hers.
"Are you scared!?"
You twist the staff, deflecting the trident towards the ground as you pump magic into your muscles. In the same motion you switch to a one handed grip and activate the beads, a plastic firearm appearing in your grip.
*Bang*
The Nue above you seamlessly jerks her head to the side, the bullet missing her with inches to spare.
A dull rings sounds out as your round finds its mark, the bolt of energy smacking straight into the orb Ichirin was holding and sending it flying out of her grip towards the temple. The tall woman dissipates immediately; and you watch as Tojiko literally dives through Ichirin to try and grab the orb.
A gunshot rings out.
As the orb rolls to a stop just within the temple, all eyes turn to look at the new arrival who has picked it up. It's a familiar girl, although rather than the ordinary school uniform she was wearing before, this time she is wearing a rather complicated looking cape decorated with runic symbols you don't recognize. She's holding a pistol identical to the one you are, the barrel smoking from the round which passed harmlessly through Tojiko.
… But she has the orb.
It glows violently, and your fight with Nue is forgotten as everything goes white.
---
You blink, your eyes adjusting as you take in…
…
Well, you didn't expect to see this sight again so soon. An impossibly large assortment of twinkling lights reveals itself below you, the colors mixing and shining with a near blinding radiance despite the bright sunny day you just left. The sky is without stars, the light pollution far too dense to allow such things to be visible even with your vision, and you look around alert before…
There.
A good three dozen feet away is the girl from your dream riding just behind Byakuren on the bike, her weapon pointed at you. In front is well, Byakuren… and this is the first time you've actually gotten a look at her outfit. It's a black leather jumpsuit that has the top partially unzipped to reveal a rather un-Buddhist amount of cleavage. She stares at you with a flat expression, the bike revving as she turns the throttle repeatedly.
You look over to the girl while allowing a faint smile to form. "Well, it's nice seeing you again, though I must admit I didn't expect to find you with the Buddhists of all people. Or anyone, today."
She doesn't respond, the girl looks honestly more than a little afraid as she stares at you.
Well, at the moment you just would rather be back in Gensokyo, so you more than likely have a fight on your hands… though Byakuren is going to be rather tric-
You hear a sound like ripping fabric as a figure comes tumbling out of the sky next to you, a visible… hole in reality closing up behind them once they 'land'.
It's-
Chapter 132: The Moment
Chapter Text
You hear a sound like ripping fabric as a figure comes tumbling out of the sky next to you, a visible… hole in reality closing up behind them once they 'land'. It's Kanako, not that Byakuren and Sumireko see it. As far as they are aware you are still locking eyes with Byakuren, a quick application of illusion making Kanako as invisible as your survival instincts.
"You're invisible. I'd rather speak to them first." You say quietly, your illusions masking your words and lip movements to anyone but Kanako. The goddess nods, her eyes looking around the landscape as she plans the fight ahead.
She didn't argue, good. Though at this point she trusts you and knows the kind of chicanery you specialize in.
You clear your throat, your hands moving into your pockets as you make a point to looking as non-threatening as possible. "I'm afraid I never got the girls name, though I do know of her. I wasn't expecting her to be under your care, Byakuren. Might I ask what is going on?"
Byakuren frowns. "Sumireko came to us scared and afraid, who would I be if I were to turn the desperate away?"
You look over at Sumireko, honest fear on her face still. You can't tell whether she is afraid of you, or if she is afraid of the situation she has been dragged into. "If she came to you afraid I cannot fault you for taking her in, the Moriya have done much the same with one of our own followers. This land is not exactly safe for lost humans."
"You tried to stop me from entering Gensokyo!" Sumireko yells out, her eyes widening as she draws from a pocket a deck of cards… not spellcards, just cards.
You give her your best innocent look, and for once in your life you aren't faking it. "I did no such thing, I wandered into your dream. Frankly I try not to get involved in such things, people tend to murder me." You withdraw your hands from your pockets, turning your palms flat towards the girl. "I am Ayumu, the helpful fox spirit. Apparently some people on the outside have heard of me?"
"I…"
Byakuren raises a hand and cuts Sumireko off. "Be that as it may, we cannot allow the Moriya to handle such powerful artifacts as these occult orbs. There is danger amongst them."
"I won't pretend they aren't dangerous, but I'm afraid that is not my call to make." You shrug your shoulders. "It may not be yours, either."
The monk's eyes narrow. "I can sense them upon you."
Kanako speaks up beside you before you can respond, her voice hidden still from the two of them. "I cannot call upon my onbashira here, nor can we afford to be here long. We must act quickly."
You let out a sigh, diplomacy; never to be counted on in Gensokyo… or out of it apparently. Then again it got the Taoists to help assault the Buddhists with you, so that is working at least. The enemy of my enemy is temporarily my incredibly violent friend and all that. "Then I am afraid we are at an impasse."
The bike launches forward with the sound of a revving engine, tires squealing in ear-splitting protest at the sudden start. It's fast too; definitely faster than any motorcycle should be. Out-running it is out of the question, so you hold your ground, hands in your pockets, doing your best to keep an impassive expression on your face as Kanako takes position just behind you.
Byakuren's eyes widen momentarily when you don't move, before she doubles down in the little game of chicken. They widen further when her bike goes straight through you. You watch from as few feet to the left as she zips by, your clone dissipating with a thought. She doesn't get the chance to maneuver, as a mighty arm hooks around her chest. The bike flies forward, rudderless, as Byakuren slams chestfirst into Kanako's extended arm. The goddess goes sliding back several inches, but otherwise holds her ground as Byakuren is left gasping motionless for a few moments.
Well, only Byakuren is motionless. The physics of it caused Sumireko to go flying back through the air with a yelp. With a deadly punt Kanako drives Byakuren away, her leg colliding with the monk's midsection and forcing her to leap backwards. Her feet skid on thin air before she takes up a battlestance, both arms extended with one palm flat towards the earth, and the other facing the goddess.
You drop the invisibility, Kanako appearing a good dozen feet in front of Byakuren with you off to the side. "Well, that is one way of dealing with cavalry." You muse aloud.
With the sound of ringing metal Kanako draws her sword. The sound is repeated a second later as two more Kanakos step around from behind the first with their swords resting on their shoulder. It gives her the appearance of a group of thugs from the Edo era. Well, a group of thugs made up of purple haired war gods.
"Behind us!" cries Sumireko's voice. Sumireko looks confused, the voice hers but she didn't actually say it. Byakuren spares her a glance.
And that brief second is all Kanako needed. With the sound of roaring wind Kanako closes the distance, a thunderclap rolling over Tokyo as she swings her blade. On either instinct or reflex Byakuren's arm snaps up, a scroll box held in her grip that blocks the swing of the sword. For a fraction of a second before the blade slices clean through. The two other Kanako's push forward, and in response Byakuren leaps back without attempting a counterattack.
"Scourge Sign - Mishaguji Sama!"
Only for Byakuren to land straight in the middle of the snake tarpit. Black ichor pulls at her legs as four white snakes bombard her with magical enemy.
"Mystery - Yamato Torus!"
Kanako charges into the opening, her clones following instantly. A fierce wind erupts from the card and nearly sends Sumireko off her feet as waves of energy crash into Byakuren. The monk holds position, her arms raised in a block in front of her face as it assaults her.
The assault relents, smoke rising from Byakuren's sleeves as she stares over her crossed arms at the goddess.
"Fox Sign – What Was Not There!"
The spellcard alights in your hand, and clones spring out of your form to start moving in every direction. Byakuren pays them no notice, her arms lowering as the snakes fade away. Sumireko on the other hand looks more than a little nervous, the girl backing up closer to Byakuren; her eyes shifting about to watch as many of your duplicates as she can.
A wise move perhaps, and the idea of mimicking voices again is tempting… but no, too soon. They don't have a rhythm to disrupt yet.
"Supersonic Speed - Old Lady's Sprint!" Byakuren glows blue, and with a massive burst of energy she moves forward. You don't blink, yet faster than you can follow she appears in Kanako's space, her palm shoving forward into the goddess and knocking her back.
"Fox Sign - Motes of Light!"
You drew the spell card without thinking, and Byakuren leaps back as an orb of energy appears between the two of them. More blanket the area, floating in the air and painting this portion of the sky in a golden radiance that flickers like a will-o-wisp.
Kanako swings her sword in response, the flame being put out as her sword carves through it. A scything blade of energy sparks from the blade, another thunderclap sounding out in response. The scent of ozone is heavy in the air, and you can feel the moisture building in the air as the two battle.
Byakuren twists to the side, the blade of energy just narrowly missing her.
"Fox Sign - Rain Fire!"
Spurts of illusionary flame join the motes as your clones toss fire into the mix, hands alight with blue flames dancing on many fingertips. It's not a real spellcard, but it's not like they know that.
Byakuren ignores it. Her hands clasped together as her form starts to glow.
Sumireko meanwhile is running all over the place. Ducking and dodging (ineffectively) the real and fake damage spread around her. Her expression is panicked, her cape is on fire, and she has moved away from Byakuren.
You smile as she holds aloft the orb. "Occultician of the Present World!"
Beams of purple energy rain down from the sky, sizzling energy erupting from them as they collide with several clones. The sound of static fills your ears, and you feel a dull pulling at your mind like the effects of a cha-
You blink. Shaking your head from side to side. No, not today thank you.
The beams stop after a moment, and Sumireko holds the orb close to her chest. She then lets out a yelp and flails her arms as you wrench the orb out of her grip. Your invisibility drops, and there is honest to god fear in her eyes as she stares up at you holding it. "More powerful people than you have attempted to scramble my brain. Do not try again."
Your head jerks up as you feel an eruption of energy, and you see Byakuren looking directly at you, her form glowing nearly iridescent. Also no.
"Rerverse Sign - Evil in the Mirror!"
"Okerimus! teG yawa!" familiar reversed speech escapes Byakuren's lips as she closes the distance between you. Orbs of energy forming between the two of you and spraying energy in every direction as the card activates.
The effect of the card on her psyche slows down Byakuren by a fraction, just barely enough for you to dive to the side as her palm strikes open air. Where she stops there is an eruption of force, shockwaves visible in the air as all the clones in the direction dissipate immediately.
Her head snaps to look at you holding the orb.
"Fox Sign – The Forgotten Beast!"
You feel a twinge of pain stab through your skull, a forgotten feeling. That of magic not regenerating fast enough to keep up with what you are doing. The effect still activates, the world changing filter as you roll onto your feet and sprint away. Duplicates springing out of your invisible footsteps going in every direction.
"Heaven Sign - Brilliance of Mahavairocana!"
A wave of gold spills out, evaporating clones like morning mist. Your vision is encompassed by overpowering golden light and you feel heat licking at your back. Where the actual hell is Kanako right now?
In true form, she answers your prayers as soon as you make them.
"Last Word - Yaskatome Ruler of Yamato!"
Tall walls erupt in front of you, and you find yourself suddenly in the midst of a golden horde of soldiers surrounding you. They pay you no heed, focused unerringly on the enemy. Yasaka's voice carries over the battlefield.
"GUARD!"
As a single being they move. One of the golden figures yanks you down as the rest form a 'human' barrier around you, swords, lances, shields, all laid out in a golden phalanx. They meet the blast head-on, and a blinding wave of energy rolls over you.
…
When it fades you are alone, the city is gone and you are uninjured… if slightly deafened.
You raise yourself up, turning around to see Byakuren no longer glowing golden and looking slightly winded. "VIRTUE OF THE WIND GOD!"
Sumireko is flung backwards as Byakuren bodily tosses her through the air. One arm raising in an attempt to block the oncoming energy. It washes over her, talismans within a massive windstorm. The talismans collide with her, shoving her feet back as she grits her teeth. You see her lips move, but no sound can be heard over the wind.
With a flash of red four crimson lotuses spawn behind her. They spin, golden geometric patterns floating in front of them that glow violently. Four beams of lancing energy rocket forward and collide with the windstorm, a second deafening bang sounding out as the two energies meet in the middle. Your clothes ripple as the force washes over you, then… nothing.
Sumireko is standing a good distance back from Byakuren, an interesting mix of fear and grim determination on her face as she holds those cards she drew before in a deathgrip; her eyes are locked on your face, her breaths coming in heavy.
Byakuren is doing much the same towards Kanako, but the fear is replaced by faint discomfort.
There's a smile on Kanako's face of course, but that is par for the course. The bike has dissipated and there are precious few clones around for you to swap with. Lets… try again.
"We do not wish to harm you." Your voice sounds drier than you would like, and now that you've actually had a moment to pause you realize precisely how much your head hurts at the moment. It has been a… long afternoon so far. Of course despite the pain you still send some invisible clones out, pain is temporary, getting your head blown off by a Buddhist is forever.
"Liar! You're a liar!" Sumireko shouts. "All you youkai want to kill me!"
You smile at that. "I'm a very nice youkai, and isn't your temple full of youkai Byakuren?" You turn your head as you finish your statement, the smile dropping slightly as Byakuren matches your gaze.
The monk doesn't lower her guard, but she does take a moment to answer you. "Sumireko has been attacked multiple times since arriving in Gensokyo, were that she not have stumbled upon myself while I was seeking the orbs… she would have been in mortal peril."
You let out a sigh, your hand idly moving to rub your head. "She broke through the barrier." With a wave of your hand a familiar image forms in the air, that of Sumireko (now with a face), rushing past you in the dream to touch the barrier separating her world from Gensokyo. "Yukari asked me to get to the bottom of this." A small lie, Yukari was investigating this, but you are sure she wouldn't mind you wrapping it up for her.
"We shall not be giving up the orbs, nor shall we surrender Sumireko to you." Byakuren says, though you do notice her arms lower slightly from their guard.
"Then do not give them up," Kanako replies. "Surrender them, we have no qualm with you." You turn your gaze towards Kanako, the goddess has lowered her blade and placed her hand on her hip. "Who better to hold onto them than the Moriya if they are dangerous? We are remote and well defended."
Byakuren looks towards the goddess. "And of Sumireko?"
Kanako's eyes flit over to the girl, idly looking her up and down before looking back at Byakuren. "She broke through the barrier, Yukari will wish to send her back. It is a simple matter of contacting her."
Byakuren says nothing, and for a few long moments you fear the fighting will begin again before she lets out a breath; the tension leaving her body as she straightens up. "Would that you hadn't put so much time in defending the village in these recent months I would not believe you. If the Moriya seek the orbs I will not have my temple and followers harmed further over them."
The monk shakes her head. "Take them if you wish, but turn them to good ends, else there will be no peace between us."
It seems Byakuren has decided that discretion is the better part of valor. Or more likely she realizes she is overwhelmed. While she may be able to hold off Kanako here, her followers are more than likely being annihilated back at the shrine.
… Except for Nue, probably. If you had known you would have been fighting your nightmare today you would have liked to write a will first.
"And I would speak to Yukari of this." Byakuren finishes, before with a nod of her head towards Sumireko everything goes white.
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When the light dissipates you find you are back in Gensokyo, specifically just about right where you left. In the middle of the courtyard just a few dozen feet away from the steps. Buddhists litter the ground around you… along with a few Taoists.
Futo is just shy of the steps, unconscious on the ground across from an equally unconscious Ichirin. Murasa is much the same, leaning back against a pillar clearly out of the fight with Tojiko looking more than a little worse for wear.
You take this in for a moment before the sound of crashing metal and hissing snakes grabs your attention. Jerking your head to the side you see Shou pushing back against a large curse snake, her spear holding its head back as yet more bite at her heels.
Suwako is riding atop it, her form glowing black… though her head has turned to look at you all.
Sanae and Miko meanwhile are in a running battle with Nue. Though the girl looks like she has finally taken some appreciable damage.
"CEASE!" Byakuren cries out, and at once the fighting halts.
Nue turns her head in midair to look at Byakuren, an annoyed expression on her face as a score of talismans narrowly miss her head. Shou leaps back, the snake letting up the pressure momentarily. When she lands her expression is of shock, looking towards Byakuren with an aghast expression.
"We surrender." Byakuren continues. "The orbs will be surrendered to the Moriya for safekeeping."
"Hijiri!" Shou replies. "You cannot be serio-"
"Enough, Shou." Byakuren cuts her off. "There will be nothing gained from fighting further."
"Arguable." A new voice replies, and you all turn your head to see… Kyouko laying facedown in the dirt next to the entrance, a rather smug looking Koala sitting atop her. Besides that amusing sight is something far less amusing, Reimu, her gohei resting on her shoulder as she looks over the carnage with a frown. "I came looking for the orbs and the outsider, hand them over."
… You respect the bravery of this woman. Though it is well earned; she has soloed a lot of incidents.
A tense silence descends over the courtyard, and you idly slide your hands into your pocke-
"Now Reimu, what did I tell you about making friends?~"
Reimu jerks to a side as Yukari's head pops out of a gap beside her. An amused expression is on the gap witches face as her hands grip the edges of the gap and pull herself up. Her eyes trail over the carnage of the Myouren temple, clear interest on her face.
"And here I thought you were hibernating." You say, shifting your stance as Sanae grips your arm, the shrine maiden looking over your injuries while she has the chance.
A laugh escapes Yukari before she drops out of the gap. She's wearing her usual outfit, and her parasol is popped open to spin idly on her shoulder as she turns it with her hands. Her eyes meet your own before she leans over to whisper something in Reimu's ear. A gap forms just in front of them, blocking all noise as Reimu's eyes widen.
The gap disappears, and without a word Reimu turns around to take off, not even bothering to throw a glance back before she goes out of sight.
"Yes, I was. But you do make such a racket. And when my name is called in the outside world? How very interesting."
You jerk a finger over towards Sumireko, nearly elbowing Sanae upside the head in the process. "She did it."
Yukari's smile takes on a form you don't recognize for a moment… before with some curiosity you recognize it as something matronly. "Oh? Did she now?"
Her feet trod a soft path as she makes her way through the disturbed dirt and sand of the courtyard. The gap witch's foot neatly stepping over Kyouko as all occupants watch her with a mix of trepidation and annoyance. Yukari ignores their looks, keeping the smile on her face before she comes to a stop just before Sumireko. With a snap the parasol closes, the accessory turning into a grip so that the tip presses into the dirt as she leans over the girl. "Why are you in Gensokyo?"
"I… wanted to explore." Sumireko replies, before her hand claps over her mouth. The girl looking surprised that she responded.
Yukari laughs again, the sound echoing over the destroyed courtyard. "Did you now? This is no place for one to explore without knowing the risks involved. Have you learned your lesson?"
Sumireko blinks. "Wha-"
The words quickly transition to a scream as a gap opens up underneath her, the outsider's arms flailing as she goes tumbling out of sight.
Byakuren steps forward immediately, but Yukari holds up a hand as the gap closes. "Calm, I have merely returned her to the outside world. She will return."
You quirk a brow. "How do you know that?"
The woman lets out a sigh before turning back to look at you, wry amusement replacing the motherly look. "Those that find their way into Gensokyo usually do. And one such as her will not be stopped so easily."
You are tempted to ask what 'one such as her' means, but before you can Yukari continues. "I will require a meeting with you Moriya before the day is through, we must discuss some things before your 'guests' arrive. But for now, feel free to celebrate the ending of another incident." With she turns her attention to Byakuren, the monk having crosses her arms over her chest as she attempts to stare down Yukari.
You feel a tap on your shoulder, and look to the side to see Sanae smiling at you. "Go team Moriya?"
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You let out a sigh as your feet land on the grounds of the Moriya Shrine once again. The dull throbbing in your skull from the use of spellcards in and outside Gensokyo has faded… but that does little to alleviate the ache in your bones and muscles. Would that only someone had told you that fighting was so unpleasant, you would have gone and joined the…
Well, no-one really comes to mind. Everyone in Gensokyo is punchy.
There's a light shove against you, and you turn your head to see a grinning Sanae waving towards Haru. The shrine maiden in training having been sitting on the front steps, apparently eagerly waiting your return.
She isn't the only one smiling either, Kanako has that broad victorious smile you've grown to expect from her; while Suwako is one of pure content. The Moriya have the right to smile you suppose, you all did manage to get better off than the Taoists all things considered. Last you saw of Miko she was nursing some particularly nasty bruises as she flew back to her own temple.
All heads turn towards Kanako as she speaks, and you stop your walking to within a good two feet of the goddess as she starts to gesticulate. "The Moriya have triumphed once more, a fine days work. A fine mix of diplomacy and battle prowess to show our enemies why they must fear us." Clear and honest… joy is in her voice, a rarity that almost clashes with the strength of her words.
You smile at her exuberance. "I'd rather be loved than feared if I'm honest, tends to lead to less punching, but yes. We did well today."
Kanako turns her gaze towards you, a fire in her eyes and clear exhilaration on her face that she doesn't even bother trying to mask. You note Suwako standing just behind the goddess, her eyebrows quirked and a broad smile on her face. You have a moment to ponder that before you find yourself suddenly gripped by the front of your suit. "Kana-"
You were going to say something there, at least, you were pretty sure of it. Your brain has currently come to a screeching halt as you find the only thing you can taste is plums. Your ankle buckles as the goddess leans down, her lips locked firmly over yours. A thousand thoughts start to run through your head, a thousand different emotions and feelings are demanding your attention and that you pay precise attention to what is going on.
Then at once, it is over. As if realizing what she was doing you find yourself thrown back. You maintain your balance, if barely. And see a sight you never thought you would… that of Kanako with a fierce blush on her face as her wrist covers her mouth.
Dead silence descends unto the shrine, well, for a second. The silence is quickly broken as Kanako turns around and briskly walks towards the temple… giving you the view of Haru gaping like a fish, and Sanae adopting a particularly fascinating set of emotions that look to be a mix of overjoyed and flabbergasted. Over it all, the silence-breaking sound of Suwako laughing her ass off.
"Hahahaha! Lov- hehe- loved indeed! Haha!"
…
Neat.
Chapter 133: Culmination
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You stare at the retreating form of Kanako, warmth still distractingly present on your lips as your parse precisely what happened. Your mind plays over the events, the usual joking, her being exuberant due to the victory. You didn't charm her, hell, you doubt you could even if you wanted to. She hasn't been drinking, and she showed no signs of a con-
Your brain realigns as you realise you are being rather idiotic. Kanako doesn't do half measures, which means if she did something like that it means she, well, that she meant it. You don't understand it yourself, but she clearly desired you at that moment, at least partially physically. You can admit an attraction to the woman, and more than just in a friendly or even familial way. She is attractive, but you never really considered that aspect of her much before. You were always more drawn if anything to her personality. She is in many ways your polar opposite, where you hold back and manipulate she charges ahead. Though on top of that there is your difference in status to consider, she is a god and you are well… you.
But you suppose she made the move, not yourself. So apparently status doesn't mean much at the moment. With an almost audible snap your thoughts calm, and for the first time in a few seconds you return to the real world around you.
The first thing you note is Sanae's expression, it is a simply fascinating mixture of happiness and blatant confusion. "Ayumu and… mom?"
Haru just behind her looks like she is trying to catch flies, given how open her mouth is. Though as you watch her expression turns into a noticeable glower, her head turning to look at the door closing behind Kanako.
Both of these reactions pale in comparison to Suwako though, who has apparently lost any form of filter she previously held. Peals of laughter escape from her, rich and joyful. It echoes in the shrine and you watch as she holds her hands over her stomach, an interesting affectation considering she doesn't breath.
"Ah think ah figured out what day ah want my birthday to be!" With one final laugh she mimes rubbing a tear from her eye, a bright and happy smile on her face as she looks at you. "Oooh Ayumu, ah've been given so much material. Ah frankly can't thank ya enough for that."
You nod your head, responding near automatically. "You're welcome, of course."
Stepping up the goddess playfully jabs you in the side with your elbow, her eyebrows waggling as her smile transitions to a smirk. "Well, go on an' get after her, I'll be here waitin' for Yukari an' thinkin' up material."
You nod again, ignoring the familiar sense of dread welling up in a corner of your mind that Suwako tends to cause. You step past them, ignoring Sanae's confusion and Haru's annoyance as you make your way through the door. The shrine is… in the same state as when you left it thankfully. Not that you think Kanako would do anything, but you are always happy when this building doesn't have any extra holes. And is present. And isn't on fire. With a sigh you close the door shut again behind you and start making your way towards her room.
The shrine itself is quiet and peaceful, and your footsteps echo far too loudly for your liking as you approach her door. It's closed, but from the light breathing inside you know the goddess is in there. You reach your hand up to knoc-
"Enter."
Your knuckles pause an inch away from the door, and you lower your hand slowly to hook around the catch. With the side of wood on wood the door slides open. Light pours into the hallway from Kanako's open window, and you see her immediately. She's standing just in front of it, idly looking out into the side yard. Her hand rests on her scabbard, her fingers idly tapping against it.
Her head turns to look at you the moment you step through the door, a passive expression on her face. You didn't expect her to be a blushing mess or anything, but the steely gaze she is affixing you with isn't helping the small knots you are feeling form in your stomach. It's rather embarrassing, both that you actually feel nervous… and the fact is that as you stare at her you can't find anything to say.
A good few seconds pass in complete silence before Kanako closes her eyes and speaks. "Tell me shi-... Ayumu. What is it you think of me?" Her eyes snap open again, locking onto your own. "I do not seek base flattery, as amusing as it may be."
You draw in a breath and think on your answer a moment before speaking. "What I told you all those days ago at the dinner table was true."
Kanako smiles, thinly, but it is a smile. "I recall flattery aimed at amusing Suwako and mortifying my daughter." With the sound of clinking metal she removes the sword at her side, idly placing it onto a wall mount before turning around to face you fully. No weapon, that's… a good sign?
"You are… strong as I said. But more than just physically. You are without a doubt the most driven person I've ever met. You innovate, though you also tend to punch a rather disconcerting amount of people in the face as well. Sometimes one far more than the other." You shake your head, allowing a small smile to slip onto your face. "But you lead, you take upon your failures and use them to strengthen yourself. You let them… feed you and become a source of growth and pride." They aren't your most convincing words, but you find it oddly difficult to properly align your thoughts with your mouth at present.
Kanako crosses her arms under her chest. "You saw witness to my failings, I do not recall your thoughts on them."
You gesture to the side, debating for a moment showing an illusion of Mume before decided it may poison the mood. "I assume by that you mean Mume. I… found it rather inspiring actually, once I had time to think about it. I ran and hid, loathing myself for a very long time. Akyuu helped but I never got over it, as you are rather aware." Your hand moves to your chest, rubbing idly at the spot where you attempting to claw your own heart out. "You used your tragedy as a chance to grow, I found that something to look up to. Though it also reminded me of my own failings."
You don't miss that when Kanako responds she is staring at your hand. "There can be no innovation or progress without failings, do not think that I am such a being that does not see that. All beings respond to failure and loss differently, I would consider you having risen." She then shakes her head from side to side, a fierce grin coming across her face. "No, I do not consider you're responses a true failure. And do not worry Ayumu, you will not die until your time… when that time comes I will do the duty myself."
With your hand falling from your chest you smile. "The sad part is I fully believe that. Either way, yes, I look up to you, and I considered you a close and personal friend… the kiss was rather surprising actually."
Kanako lets out a breath, her eyes darting to the side a moment before they meet your own again. "I admit a moment of passion overcame me, but I do not regret it. I will not shirk like some maiden Ayumu. You are… a very understanding man; kind and amicable. I had not realized how deeply I had submerged myself into my role as a goddess until I gained the ability to relax around you."
You frown. "You seem to relax around Sanae and Suwako."
The goddess shakes her head. "It is similar but different. They are familial, close to the point where it was natural to lower my guard; but I never did so for any others." She regains the smile, but this time it is wistful, her eyes not looking quite at you as past you. When she speaks it is like she is recalling a memory. "You were dedicated, almost dangerously so to serving us… and beyond that you were never judgmental, a bit whiny perhaps. But you always took what made us strong in stride. I found myself bit by bit no longer needed to put on the divine mask."
You shrug your shoulders. "I've admitted to things in the past few months I thought I would never admit to anybody, and I've revealed most of them to you."
"Yes, and I thank you for that. It is true we are opposite Ayumu, but I find we complement one another. I would court you Ayumu, but I shall not also force anything upon you if you do not wish it."
Her eyes have not left your own, but behind that firm resolve you see just the faintest hint of worry. It is so faint you wonder for a moment if you are just seeing anything before you step forward. "If that is what you wi-"
Your words are cut off as a tickle of wind blows by your cheek.
"It is not about what I wish Ayumu. I would hear what you yourself feel."
…
"Then yes. I would not mind starting a relationship with you."
The worry vanishes, and you see her shoulders sag just the slightest amount. "This is good, our relationship shall not change too much I believe. Just I will be expecting far more in the way of compliments and gifts."
You smile, glad to see she is back to the normal grandstanding. "And what am I getting out of this deal?"
A gust of wind strikes you in the back and sends you stumbling forward. You are caught, your momentum halted by Kanako placing both of her arms around your shoulders. Her eyes lock with your own, a victorious smirk on her face. "I am afraid, Shinshi, that you shall just have to find out, I am not embarrassed to admit that you are the first man I have ever courted."
You blink. "You were married."
"Hardly the same." The goddess nods. "I was married politically, and I did not choose my partner myself. This is my own doing and I will have victory."
… This may be the first time a relationship you've been in was a competition. Though this one you don't plan on really competing in. The hell are you even supposed to get this woman as gifts? Battle trophies?
"Am I interrupting something?~"
Both of your heads turn to look at Yukari leaning out of her gap perhaps a foot away from your both. A very smug and amused look is on her face.
Kanako lets out a breath, and slowly unwraps her arms from around your shoulders. She faces the youkai, a flat expression on her face. "Is there something you require Yukari?"
… Good recovery.
Yukari titters, the gap growing around her to the point it reveals her full body, at which point she steps out of it and onto the shrine grounds. "Oh yes, and I do thank you for the entertainment. I came to bring you information, though now I also have a warning… or perhaps advice."
"And that is?" you ask, before you hear a faint creak in the wood. Turning your head ever so slightly you see Suwako poking her head out of the floor, the goddess smirking at you as her eyebrows waggly suggestively. She's going to be insufferable for days.
"I would start with the advice," Yukari says, idly snapping her fan open as her eyes lock onto Kanako's. "I thank you for taking care of my lost little fox, and I approve of the work you have put into him. I take his circumstance somewhat personally so I am happy that he has managed to find a home."
A sweet smile adorns her face. "If you harm him in any way, I'm afraid we may need to discuss the terms of the Moriya's living arrangements."
You could hear a pin drop in the silence, well, you could already. But you lack metaphors for precisely how awkwardly quiet it gets.
Then Yukari laughs again, the fan snapping shut. "Teasing of course, though I am glad to see you all getting along, more than I expected, truly."
Kanako crosses her arms, clearly not enjoying the 'joke'. "I shall not allow him to come to any untowards harm, though keeping Ayumu from harming himself is difficult."
"It is." Yukari replies. "But that is not why I have truly come here today."
With a huff Suwako pulls herself the rest of the way out of the floor, her hand moving up to clasp you on the shoulder as she shoots you a wink.
Yukari continues. "I must thank you for being so involved in the incident, yet I am afraid to say it is not over."
The smile drops from Suwako's face, and she turns her head to face Yukari.
The gap witch lets out a quiet breath and looks to each of you in turn, she then looks towards the door before nodding to herself. "The orbs themselves are of minimal power, they were activated by a much more… powerful source. A main orb, one depicting the Lunar Capital." Yukari gauges your reactions, and if she is disappointed in none of you having any one in particular she doesn't show it. "I have asked Reimu to keep an eye out, and also informed her that the Moriya are to be her allies in this… along with the news that the Moriya had left a rather sizable donation at her shrine in a show of goodwill."
You quirk a brow. "Bribing her and saying we did it?"
Yukari shrugs. "It brings her happiness and brings peace to the realm when I require it. If the Lunar Capital is involved in any way I will not tolerate infighting." Her eyes drift over to Suwako. "I believe you have a tracker?"
Suwako nods, not even bothering questioning how Yukari knew that before shuffling her hands in her sleeves a moment. With a slight flourish she pulls out the small stick she showed you before the raid on the Buddhists.
The smile on Yukari's face gets noticeably thinner. "I would request that the Moriya keep an eye out for it. At this time it may be nothing, but if the Lunarians are influencing events it may turn out to be a rather dire situation."
"We shall," Kanako responds. "Is there anything else?"
Yukari tilts her head. "Am I invited to the wedding?"
Kanako's eyes narrow. "Ho-"
"Yes." Suwako says, cutting her off. "Hell, ah'm sellin' tickets to the honeymoon. This is gonna sell like my charms did back in the Yamato period."
A rich laugh escapes Yukari, her hand covering her mouth as all tension in the room dissipates. "A fine show indeed, then I shall be on my way." The witch turns around and takes a single step forward before pausing in a manner that can't be anything but planned. "One thing however," Yukari turns her head back to look at you all as a gap forms in front of her. "I would request your make your next project, whatever it is, to involve renovating the buildings on your property. The fox clan must have a place to live, and now that the incident is over I would request you make that the priority."
With that she steps through the gap, the portal closing up immediately after her.
You let out a breath, staring at the empty space a moment longer before turning your head to look at Kanako. "Never a dull moment."
Suwako chuckles, patting you on the back once again. "Ah, the moon people are always up to trouble, were a pain in the ass back in my day too."
"Indeed," Kanako says, her voice flat. "But for now let us not worry about that. We should be celebrating our victory." Her smile returns once again, the warm and familiar one. "Ayumu, I leave the planning of the renovations in your hands. Myself and Suwako shall begin preparations for tonight's celebration."
The frog goddess lets out a cheer as she steps out of the room. Kanako walks past as well, but her hand lingers on your shoulder and her eyes meet your own before she nods and steps out herself. Leaving you alone in her bedchambers with your next task.
…
You smile.
Chapter 134: A Mystery Uncovered
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Both options have merits… as would a mix. But at the moment you care most about just getting it done safely, so the Tengu would be by far the easiest option to go with. They are very loyal, fast, and efficient. So while the Humans would more than likely give a rather nice chunk of faith… you can't justify it for this particular project. That, and you don't want to raise questions too soon yourself. God forbid you raise tensions before the foxes even get here.
It's not something you are wholly ready for, if you are honest, but you'll do your best. They deserve at least that much. If you can heal, they can too. And they will be in about as good a place as any to do it in... Well, it worked for you at least.
You let out a breath and shake your head. There will be some… interesting days coming soon, and you aren't quite sure how to handle it. But at the very least you will have help, speaking of which, you can hear Sanae in the kitchen. The goddesses have already moved on, though the sound of their steps, well, step. Suwako isn't heard when she doesn't want to be, which is only when her presence is amusing to her. Kanako's steps have placed them well past the dining room and off towards the main hall to do who knows what.
You haven't heard Haru, though admittedly she may have slipped by during your conversation with Kanako. You were rather… distracted. Either way, right now you would rather check up on Sanae, the girl has had a most fascinating day and you would like to go ahead and debrief with her if at all possible. It may be a rather awkward conversation, but at the very least you are well versed in those.
Stepping out of Kanako's room you slide the door shut behind you, the gentle sound of a stirring ladle filling the air from the kitchen. Homing in on it you walk forward, poking your head through the open doorway you see Sanae stirring some form of mix over a very low fire. "Evening."
She turns to look at you, and you note there is still a small amount of dirt on her face from the battle before. She hasn't changed either you note, though given the fact that you can hear the faint thrum of the waterlines now you have a feeling Haru probably took the first shower. At least her hands are clean, and given the smile on her face it seems that she doesn't particularly mind. "Good evening, would you mind grabbing some pork from the cooler?"
You nod, and with a rush of cool air you open the appliance. "How much?"
"Victory feast."
"Got it." You pull out a good four pounds of pork, placing it on the counter and getting to work washing your hands. "What are we making?"
Sanae giggles. "I am making Butajiru at the moment, it will be the starting dish. I'm thinking… Gyukatsu. It has been some time since we had beef, and I spotted some good cuts of meat in the cooler earlier."
She sets the ladle aside and grabs the pork, leaving you to watch her with some annoyance as she gleefully gets to work dicing up the meat into small chunks.
"Am I not allowed to help?"
She pauses, the knife just barely above the meat as her head turns to you. "You didn't ask."
You wipe your hands on a towel then throw them to either side of you. Your head bows low, then keeps going as with a simple illusion your head goes into the floor in what amounts to the deepest bow anyone has ever performed from a standing position. You make sure your voice is properly muffled when you ask, "might I assist the 'beautiful and kind wind maiden' with making dinner?"
There's a notable silence before she speaks, the smile nearly audible in her tone. "You may."
Smiling you turn back to the cooler and start to look for the steak. Idly starting the conversation you know you are going to have to have. "So-"
"You are now dating my mom, right?" Sanae cuts you off before you can really start. "That's what the conversation in her room was about?"
You find the steak a moment later, turning around with it in your hands. Sanae's expression isn't… judgmental, she merely looks curious. "Kanako described it as courting, and she seemed mostly interested in courting me. I'm still figuring out how to do that myself honestly, and believe me this wasn't my idea."
"But you are going along with it?"
You start to shrug your shoulders before remembering she has a knife and is rather protective. "I wouldn't say I'm 'going along with it'. I'm interested; she is a very unique and fascinating woman, someone I've grown to enjoy spending time with. I will admit I wasn't expecting the attraction on her part but I will not turn her away. She wouldn;t have let me do it out of mere obligation, either."
Sanae lets out a long-suffering sigh. "Everyone is always keeping things close to their chest in this shrine. I'm an orphan girl yet I'm the one with the least amount of damage? Even Haru is keeping quiet."
Your lips twitch. "Indeed, were it not for the green hair, magical powers, and the fact you have two mothers of a divine persuasion I could almost call you normal. But you always had common sense."
There's a slight twitch to her expression but she merely lets out another breath. "You are going to be the death of me, you know this right?"
"And the death of me is going to be the death of me." You reply with a smirk. "But no, nothing is going to happen to you as long as I'm around."
"Says the walking doom-magnet." The shrine maiden sticks her tongue out at you then turns back to the soup in progress. "So… what happened exactly?"
… There's thankfully honest curiosity and humor in her words, not Suwako brand plotting-a-curse, so she's taking this rather well all things considered. "Well a little while back she admitted we were friends, then with today's victory apparently passion overcame her. One thing led to another, and being Kanako she decided to go through with it. We're just testing the wate-"
*BANG*
The ladle flies up in Sanae's grip as a loud crash rocks the temple from… below you. You both look down, and the faint mocking laughter of Suwako drifts up from below.
"Ignore it?" Sanae suggests.
"Yes… very wise." You nod slowly. "Anyway, we're testing the waters and seeing where it goes, probably a few dates from time to time, gift giving, that kind of thing."
Sanae smiles and retrieves the ladle, idly looking it over a moment before deciding washing it would be best before putting it back into the soup. "Sounds nice."
"You are remarkably relaxed about this." You reply, pulling out a pouch of flour to get the bread ready. "I expected more shouting or questioning to be honest."
The shrine maiden pauses in her washing to look at you, a flat expression on her face. "Are you happy Ayumu? With the shrine and your newfound relationship? Be honest."
You think on it for a moment, and nod cautiously. "I am. There are some surprises, to be sure, but this is the happiest I've been in… decades easily."
When she smiles it is the kind of smile that poets and singers struggle to put into words. It's simple, but positively beautiful. "Back in Tokyo I promised I would do my best to find something that made you happy, and I am glad that you managed to do so. If Kanako is happy as well… why would I be bothered by it?"
That's… a very practical view of things. But also very Sanae you suppose. "She seems to be."
"Then no, no need for shouting."
You smile, then narrow your eyes as you find a gohei suddenly shoved between them. The fact that she still had that at her side escaped you, but now you find yourself staring at it rather nervously.
"But if you do anything to hurt her Ayumu I swear our duel will look like a snowball fight." Sanae warns.
You stare, eyes cross for a moment longer before you gently raise a hand up and lower the fighting implement. "First, I believe that line normally comes from the mother, not the daughter. Second, she's proven handily that I'm not physically capable of hurting her."
"Emotionally. I'll be giving her the same threat." With a smirk she deposits the gohei onto the counter and gets back to stirring the ladle.
"You're threatening Kanako? Are you certain that's wise?"
Sanae laughs… and this one reminds you of her other mother. "Of course, after all, she wouldn't want to see her daughter sad would she?"
…
She's going to grow up to be evil. You couldn't be more proud.
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The night's dinner was a surprisingly non-raucous affair once all things were said and done. Haru glared, Suwako smirked, and Kanako spent most of it rather quiet and looking rather annoyed to the point that you didn't really want to question it. Drinks were still passed around of course, and before long both Haru and Sanae were off to dreamland (Sanae first you note).
Either way, you wandered back to your own room thinking about… many things to be honest. It has been a day of surprises. But hopefully you will at least now have some days of peace again. You had a good few months of it before, and with any luck you can actually sit down and get rid of some of the crap on your checklist going forward.
Tomorrow at least you will be working with the Tengu, probably bring a few if not all of the Moriya along as well. Haru would probably be a good choice just so she meets them, but you'd rather not bring her alone in case you managed to get into a brawl. That leaves Suwako and Sanae, you could bring Kanako as well you suppose, but she tends to cause brawls herself. Then again, so does Sanae… and allegedly Suwako.
The Moriya do enjoy giving you challenging diplomatic situations, don't they?
Either way, once that is dealt with you have the pick of the litter as far as tasks are concerned. The shrine owes a favor to Yuuka, but that's tied into the whole Underground reconstruction effort that Kanako is probably going to start pushing forward fairly soon. The foxes will be here in a matter of weeks as well which will be its own mess...
On top of that you have Yukari's warning to look out for, and you have to check up on Shinki's tip regarding the mansion.
Above all in your mind however, perhaps greedily, is Akyuu. The girl is precious to you and if you can make her dreams come true then by the goddesses you will. A smile slowly comes onto your face as you lean back into the bed, your eyes trailing over to the window to look out over the endless expanse of stars. But unlike before when you took jobs, this time you'll have help.
...
You think you'll… start with Akyuu yes. You've put that off well enough, and while it probably has the loosest deadline of any task you have before you you'd rather do it quickly. It is something she has wanted, and if you have the capability of helping a friend as such why wouldn't you?
It's still a tall order however to beseech the Yama, they are a group you admittedly haven't thought much about… though you've also gotten rather worryingly close to meeting them in person more than once since you arrived here. The big book of incidents does mention they exist on the same plane as Gensokyo, supposedly to the west of the Hakurei shrine, though if it actually there physically you certainly haven't seen it.
Several people come to mind immediately, in regards to people who can actually help you in finding and crossing it. Reimu is the main one, and you could easily see her after you finish with the Tengu tomorrow. But this is rather… personal, and you aren't sure if she would be actually willing to help you.
Yuyuko is a possibility, she is a princess of the netherworld and has connections you would imagine, but you don't know if she would be willing to help you.
Yukari is the last, though that may also be a rather awkward conversation. In any case the Moriya would be willing to help you, though you'd rather not involve Sanae with your own demons if you can help it. The girl has frankly enough to worry about.
Your hand moves idly to your chest to rub at the phantom wound… that too is something else to worry about. But you aren't going back on your promise to Akyuu.
Glancing back towards the bed you let out a breath, so many things to think about and worry about. You have all the time in the world and yet it feels like you have so little. But… best to figure this out now so that you can be confident in your choice tomorrow.
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Yuyuko seems like the best best, but for now… Sleep finds you easily, as it always does. When one has lived for as long as you have you learn ways to keep your mind from wandering as you attempt to relax.
You let out a breath as you feel yourself somewhere new… somewhere different once aga-
Something is touching you.
Your eyes snap open, adjusting quickly to take in the soft glow of the figure sitting next to you. Or… above you. Your nose twitches as you process what is going on. It appears you turned into a fox in your sleep, or someone else is affecting the dream and wished it to be that way. With the fact that the glowing figure of Kochiya is currently scratching your stomach you have a feeling it may somehow be the later.
Her fingers are gentle, and there are no complaints on your part as you just lay there staring up at the ceiling as you process the fact that a ghost with oddly warm hands is scratching your stomach in your sleep.
Not, admittedly, the oddest thing that has happened to you lately.
Your head tilts around as you look at your surroundings… one of your old apartments from the Edo era. The entire building is smaller than the supply room you used to stay in back when you first met the Moriya. Admittedly your current home isn't much bigger… but you haven't exactly filled that thing with furniture either.
You wiggle against the straw mattress below you before flipping yourself over. Your paws hit the cool straw as you look up at the figure, the woman having now shifted to rubbing behind your ears. She still has only vague features. The imprint of a nose, sunken hollows where eyes would normally be. But there is a smile there, a thin line running across the glow upticked with obvious emotion.
"Good evening Kochiya."
The hand stills and slowly moves back to rest in her lap. Then in one fluid motion she stands up, no sound emanating from her as she does so. The naginata on her back shifts from the movement, though it too has no discernible features besides being quite clearly a naginata.
You stretch across the mattress and look to the door. Where normally it would lead into the street it is now leading to a white void and the now familiar sight of multiple doors. "Where are we going today?"
… You know come to think of it maybe Yuyuko would know something about these figures, everyone else has been at a loss.
In answer Kochiya walks towards the door and steps through the threshold. You watch as she does so, the green light mixing with the white void before she disappears from view completely. The only sign she was there at all being quickly disappearing motes of green light… odd.
You hop off the bed, your paws turning back into hands and feet as you rise to your full height. You draw in a breath, taking in the familiar scents of this old building before walking forward. Idly looking at the old shelf covered in scrolls on the far wall you step through the threshold yourself.
It is four doors this time, each standing amidst the white void. They are arranged in a crescent moon pattern, allowing you to see into each of them without actually having to move.
The first, far to the left, is of a rural village that wouldn't be out of place in central Japan a few centuries back. It's agricultural, you can tell just from the landscape it resides in and from the fact every building is still made of wood. A festival appears to be going on, and although everyone is in silhouette you can hear the faint thrums of a folk drum as a pair of dancers move across a wooden stage.
The second is of a familiar french cafe. A waitress works behind the counter humming a little song to herself. It's not the same one from before, but that is definitely the same cafe where you had your… friendly meetup with Remilia.
The third is of a temple, though one unfamiliar to you. It depicts no people but showcases a rather garganuation wooden complex. Mountains dot the landscape behind it, and through the portal you can hear what sounds like chanting… Buddhist.
The fourth and last makes you pause when you see it. It's the Moriya shrine… the old Moriya shrine. The last time you bore witness to this particular incarnation of the building was when you met Kochiya for the first time. The shrine itself seems to be in full swing, dozens of shrine maidens working and hundreds of worshippers moving around the complex.
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All are fascinating options… but one stands out to you more than any other. The Moriya shrine still has many mysteries, and even more when both time and the figures get involved. Any answers you can gleam would be helpful, though you could also probably afford to ask Kanako more than you normally would now. You stare at the portal, your mind going through the possibilities of whom it could be and when. But without actually stepping through it is all pointless conjecture and stalling.
Drawing in a breath you look down at yourself, idly making sure you are presentable before walking through the threshold. If it is a stranger you don't want to show up in your sleep clothes or worse, and if it is a Moriya you neither want to traumatize Sanae or give Suwako more excuses for teasing than she already has.
The light flash that usually accompanies your 'transition' passes mercifully quickly. Allowing you to pause to take in the sight before you. It is the same dream as all those months ago, a gentle wind flows over the shrine to ruffle your clothes and hair as you take in the scene around you. Shrine maidens are all over the grounds, guiding and assisting visitors in prayers and purchasing items of devotion. Glistening off in the distance is a crystalline lake surrounded by grass so verdant and lush you would assume it to be fake.
Which it is: this is a dream, so how it looks is wholly dependent on how the dreamer perceived it. But given how many people are present it is more than likely that whomever you have entered the dream of remembers this place quite well. It shouldn't be Suwako, or rather, Suwako is unlikely. The shrine maidens are indistinct and have faded features, a sign that this mostly likely isn't hers given her ability to remember her followers. Kanako is fairly similar, though she has more of a limitation on that front. That, and Kanako tends to dream of that battlefield from her own admission, any dream like this you would imagine to be both temporary and fleeting.
Sanae is right out, unless she has a massively aggressive imagination. Something you rather doubt given the last time you ran into her dreaming about Osaka. Though given how much she wants to see the shrine grow it isn't impossible. But either way you are more than likely overthinking this.
Your thoughts still as the sound of footsteps crunching against sand announces a presence walking up behind you. Unlike everyone else this person, whomever it is, is making noise. All the sounds around you are indistinct, echoes and hints of noise. A cacophony without clear purpose of form. But this… is firm and seems to be deliberately calling your attention.
You turn around, hands slipping into your pockets, curious as to whom it is that you've wandered into the dreams of. Your foot hitches slightly in the sand once you see who it is that has stopped just a few feet shy from you. A face that is perhaps… less familiar than most in Gensokyo to you. But one through many nights you have grown to know as well. The features are known to you, even when they are once again no longer glowing and green. A smile slips onto your face as you speak. "Aina Kochiya… good evening."
Sanae's namesake smiles up at you. She's dressed identically to how she was last time. That being a white shrine maiden's outfit with a naginata held at her side. It's a far more traditional outfit compared to the one Sanae wears, and compared to the weapons you've grown accustomed to the naginata itself is incredibly simple. But, that in itself has a charm of its own.
"I'm afraid I must inform thee that it is still early in the morn'. I'm also sad to inform that you have mineself at a disadvantage as far as name, despite our previous meetings."
"Ayumu Shinjo." You reply easily, and you are rather proud of how you are no longer even hesitating to admit your last name.
The shrinemaiden closes her eyes, the smile on her face growing faintly as she repeats your words. "Ayumu Shinjo." With a soft flutter they open again, brown pupils locking onto your own. "It has been many a moon since one has graced mine ears with a name in greeting. Many have come and gone on their way since my time of duty, but to them I was but nothing than a breeze in the night."
"You are a spirit then, do you reside in Gensokyo?"
Aina shakes her head, and as she focuses on you more and more you hear the dream start to slow down behind you as it in turn, loses focus. The voices dim and the general energy of the event wanes and fades. "I have heard the name from those who pass me by, and I have seen faint traces of it in the times where I was in a form corporeal around you. But I am of the shrine and my goddesses, not of the land it now resides in."
You nod your head and wave your hand over the ground. With a visible ripple it lifts and changes around you both. Some buildings change position and the landscape changes dramatically… but the main shrine itself is near identical. Aina looks around curiously, her head jerking this way and that as she takes on every detail.
You allow her her moment, her eyes shining with that pure curiosity that you see on Sanae's face from time to time. The smile on her face is near rapturous, and the edges of her eyes are moist with tears as she turns her attention back to you. "Thank you, Ayumu. It brings my heart joy to know they are well."
The smile on your face comes naturally. "Quite welcome, then by what you said you are bound here? A Jibakurei?"
Aina nods her head. "I believe yes. I am wrapped to the shrine like skein. When I passed I chose not to move on so that I might continue my service, and thus I have. Though as the centuries wore on I only grew weaker."
"The goddesses aren't aware of you, or rather, if they are they are playing their cards rather clo-..." You blink, right, metaphor she would understand. "I don't think they are lying about it."
Aina steps forward, then passed you with grace in her every step. "Our eyes cannot meet and our forms cannot interact. Nay, they do not lie. I am an invisible guardian, though I have felt my strength return with much haste. Time is but a fleeting memory to me, but this is recent."
Your smile grows a touch wider as you turn to follow her… wherever it is that she is going. "The Moriya have grown rather drastically in power recently. Plans for new shrines, a large host of new followers. It has been going quite well."
There's a whistle of air and your staff raises on reflex. With the sound of wood hitting wood the shaft of her naginata collides with your spear. She holds it there a moment, not using any force to actually try and push your staff away.
You arch a brow. "Please do not, my dreams are one of the few places lately I find that I can avoid violence… mostly."
The naginata pulls away to rest at her side once again. "I shall be seeing you again soon. Another voice calls for me once again, and this time I shall answer."
You blink. "Another vo-"
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… Great, now you have absolute confirmation as to a mystery, and she instead chooses to be mysterious. Lovely. Can those who live in the Moriya shrine stop hiding things from ot-
You cut that thought off immediately before you fall into the neverending pit of irony that it would entail. Instead you run your hand down your face, blinking slowly as you take in the faint ebbs of orange light coming through your window.
"Ya have ah bad dream?"
Shaking your head you raise yourself up in a sitting position, idly looking towards the curse god that is leaning against the far wall. "Fairly good actually, was only attacked once." As you do situp a card light shifts in your lap. Your eyes dart down to it, taking in the shape of what appears to be four silhouetted shrine maidens of colors ranging from green to orange. The Moriya shrine is in the background, framing the entire image while text in gold at the bottom reads 'Moriya Sign - Eternal Shrine Maidens'. You only spare it a glance before returning your eyes to Suwako.
Her position hasn't changed, though you'd swear her pose actually gotten a mite… tenser. "Want to talk about it?" you suspect she thinks you had another nightmare, or a rather unfortunate meeting.
… But that actually is a good question.
Chapter 135: Wolves and Birds and Ghosts Ahoy
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You think about it… for barely a second. Which is honestly more than it needs. It's something pertinent and something they should be aware of, so you would almost certainly tell everyone sooner or later anyway, but a smaller audience would be best. Suwako is probably the best person to reveal this to as well. You look Suwako in the eye and allow a small smile to slip onto your face. "Is Kanako awake?"
Suwako tilts her head slightly, her eyes fluttering closed for a breath of a moment before they snap open again. "Nope. An' havin' a good dream for once, ah'm thinkin'."
Your smile widens a touch. Then you reach up to start taking off your shirt so that you can retrieve today's clothing from the dresser. Suwako can leave if she is bothered… which she never is. Doesn't say anything, merely watching you with a flat expression as you stretch your arms behind your back.
Running your hand through your hair you turn back to Suwako. "I ran into Aina, not even as a glowing figure this time around." You wave your hand, your room changing to display to the shrine on the day you witnessed. A duplicate of yourself standing just a few feet away in a frozen moment in time talking to Aina. "She was a wholly conscious being who seemed both vaguely aware of the shrine, and quite happy that we were doing well at my admittance."
Suwako stares at the memory, her expression unreadable. "A bound spirit?"
You nod. "By her own admittance yes, but willingly. I don't have a way of verifying if that is true… but if someone is attempting to fool me they have been playing the game for a while. And nobody in Gensokyo seems patient enough to play at a con for several months."
Suwako laughs, but there isn't any real amusement behind it. "There are ah few, but none that would have anythin' to gain by this."
You wave your hand, and with the sound of a distant crowd fading in your conversation with Aina starts to replay itself. Suwako watches it all with clear but impassive interest. By the time it finishes however she has apparently come to her own conclusion. Her eyes drift from the now once again static form of Aina to look at you. "She stated another voice was calling for 'er. Several people come to mind, but none would be immediately likely unless there was another layer ah'm not seein' here."
You shrug, idly sliding your pants off to join the shirt as you walk over to the dresser. "Possibly, she's been /trying to communicate for months' after all. And neither you or Kanako seemed much aware of her existence."
The goddess shakes her head. "Nothin' like ah spirit has ever been present, 'sides myself."
You allow yourself a grin to try and raise the slightly somber and serious mood. "I don't think I could handle more than one Suwako personally."
Suwako smiles back, and this time there is some mirth to it as well. "Ah don't do the whole 'magnificence' thing that Kanako is so enamored with. But let's not, ah don't like yer illusions much when they're me either."
"I'd assume because you can't sense them like your clones?
Her eyes narrow. "Ah ain't gonna let ya into my secrets thank ya. Yer still gonna have to defeat me for Kanako's hand at marriage."
You pause, processing what she just said before processing a comeback in about a half second. "You don't want to give me an advantage? You were planning to sell tickets to the honeymoon after all."
Suwako taps her chin thoughtfully. "If ah sell tickets to both the shrine would make double the profit."
You let out a long deliberately drawn out sigh as you pull your suit off the rack and fling it over your shoulder. "Please don't, I like my organs to be inside my body."
"Coulda fooled me, but ah'm comin' with you today."
You quirk a brow. "Are you now?"
Suwako's smile takes a turn for the impish. "Ah ain't seen Yuyuko in a while an' Sanae's already taken claim on beanpole."
You blink, looking towards the closed door. "How'd she manage that?"
Suwako's smile takes a touch for the motherly, her eyes looking towards the floor as she speaks. "Sanae claimed she was due ah 'reward' for all her hard work durin' the incident. Which means Kanako is gonna be playin' mother."
"I wouldn't call it playing mother, Kanako is her mother."
Suwako's eyes flick back up to you as her smile gets a mite more on the teasing than motherly side. "You try gettin' her to admit that outside with a clear head why don't ya. Though ah will admit she has been gettin' surprisingly warmer lately, in multiple ways."
"I would suggest moderation, lest you incur the wrath of beings I wish not to currently tussle with."
Suwako snickers, making a show of her eyes roaming up and down your form. "Ah dunno, ah think we could get up to some fun too. Me an' her share everythin' anyways."
You pause, mind going over what she just said as you try to figure out if she was really teasing there or not. "I… have to ask, you don't… want that from me do you? It's just part of our relationship where we tease each other?" You're rather good with people, by your own admission, but Kanako still managed to blindside you.
Suwako shakes her head. "Ah enjoy the teasin', and you are one of the few beings brave an' stupid enough to banter back. But ah've long lost interest in such things. To be honest it surprised me that Kanako hadn't, but beanpole is and was so damn repressed it doesn't surprise me that she just sorta snapped all over ya."
You let out a breath, smiling again. "That she did, and that would be a strange courtship between us. Seeing as how neither of us respects privacy or has any sense of shame."
With a grin Suwako starts to 'melt' into the floor. "Privacy is fer normal people. Ah'll let Kanako know about Aina when she gets up. You get dressed."
With that she fades from view completely, though… you know damn well she isn't fully gone. With a quick illusion over yourself so that Haru doesn't get a show as you walk across towards your bathroom you start the day's routine.
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The shower is quick, though still longer than you'd normally take. Things feel more… relaxed with yet another incident dealt with. Though you still have a lot to accomplish, today alone you have several meetings, one of which may be with the Yama depending on how the talk with Yuyuko goes.
You turn your head in the mirror, looking at it from all angles, perhaps it is time for a change? Not a massive one, but it is nice to update your form every once in a while. Your eyes change to a lighter shade of gold to the point they are a pale yellow. With a thought your jaw tightens and your hair tightens up a bit around your head. Not quite salaryman levels, but definitely more 'professional'. Well, you could twist it up a bit to pose as a samurai, but you doubt Sanae would appreciate the top knot.
That and you never met a samurai you actually enjoyed the company of. You are now only slightly changed beyond the hair, anyone would recognize you from a distance, and it would take getting closer to notice the actual discrepancies in the facial structures. Of course, today you are dealing with the Tengu so they know what you smell like. But you are doing this for your own amusement, not for any disguise.
… Though you are now tempted to walk around as Suwako come to think of it. You are still faintly annoyed they tried to pull a fast one via staffing their own shrines with clones. There are so many ways that could fail and frankly there were so many ways you could do it better. But that's why they have you, to be the sneaky disposable asset. Of course Sanae and possibly Kanako would kick your ass if they heard you say that. So you'd be the sneaky recyclable asset, you suppose.
With a brief snicker your step out of the bathroom, smiling as Haru's face goes from 'happy to see you' to 'mildly confused' in the span of a few seconds as she realizes something isn't clicking within her human brain's limited ability for rapid facial recognition.
She'll figure it out you are sure.
You walk down the hallway and through the main hall. Taking a left you step directly into the dining room to find Kanako already present, along with Suwako. Kanako looks at you with a serious expression, and given by the matched look on Suwako's face you suppose the curse goddess just got finished telling the war goddess what transpired in your dream.
The serious expression drops from Kanako's face the second you meet her eyes however. A grin forming in its place. "Please keep me informed if anything occurs Ayumu. I shall be with Sanae today, so contact her phone if for any reason Suwako is unavailable."
You nod, taking your spot across from the cou-
You were taking your spot across from the couch, before with a sudden lurch you find yourself hoisted up by Kanako to sit beside her on the 'throne'. With a slight bounce she drops you onto the cushioned surface, the goddess still grinning at you.
For your part you merely raise a brow in the most sarcastic manner physically possible. "Should I be turning into a fox?"
Kanako merely responds with a smile. It is dangerous. It turns positively deadly once Haru walks in a moment later.
For the rest of breakfast Haru keeps shooting looks at both Kanako and yourself. Frankly… while amusing you are rather tired of it already. Kanako is ignoring it and Suwako is mostly enjoying the show. Sanae of course entered her zen state the moment you explained your sudden changes were not the sign of some horrible fox disease she was previously unaware of. Of course, it also strikes you as rather odd that she noticed your eyes faster than she did your hair.
Either way, breakfast was a rather sedate affair. And it ends with Kanako and Sanae wandering off while you and Suwako head out the front to make your way to the Tengu Village.
"Ah think ah'm gonna get a new pond dug out front when we get the Tengu on board." Suwako muses as you both approach the Torii gate.
You look at her idly, your hand fingering the flight card in your pocket. "Redecorating all of a sudden?"
Suwako shrugs. "Too much beanpole out front, not enough frog. Also ah like ponds."
You lift a finger to point at the large waterfall you are both walking towards. "The lake doesn't count?"
The goddess sticks out her tongue and takes off from the ground. A rather amusing gesture considering she no longer favors the smaller form. "One's natural, one's all of my own. Ah suppose you wouldn't know anythin' about that, shapeshifter."
You smirk at her then lift off yourself, the two of you arching up then over the lip of the cliff to fly parallel to the waterfall. The goddess dives through it, the water showing no sign of her passage before she pokes out again with a laugh.
"Someone's in a good mood!" You comment, your voice raised to be heard over the crashing sound of water.
With another laugh she picks up speed and darts past you, this time the water spraying faint droplets that quickly evaporate. She didn't get any on you, though as she comes back around to match your speed it doesn't look like she was trying to. "Today's gonna to be a good day, ah can sense it in the wind."
You just smile at her antics and look down towards the lake to see if you have company today… you do in fact. Today is a day for sumo apparently, the local Kappa favorite. Only this time a rather sizable amount of Tengu have joined in as well. Your eyes search the crowd for any sign of Tenma but the woman isn't there. With a sharp bang your eyes are drawn back to the water, a Kappa with what looks like rockets strapped to her legs is currently in a shoving match with a male Tengu. Her technological prowess is an apparent equal match for the Tengu' martial might.
You fly over the bout, the crowd paying neither of you any heed as you pass by the clearing and sail over the tops of the forest's trees. It isn't a long trip by any stretch of the imagination, but it is one you haven't made in quite some time. You both fly into the forest together a good few minutes later, the trees parting to reveal the semi-hidden path that leads to the proud gates of the village itself. It's as impressive as ever, though given what you know of the Tengu you are frankly surprised they didn't bother making it bigger.
The gates are open already, showing a rather large amount of foot traffic going in and out of the youkai 'capital'. Kappa mainly, though you also see what appears to be a few myriad spirits wandering in as well. Most notably a rather tall woman with grey hair carrying what looks to be a massive meat cleaver is currently getting into a rather heated argument with the gate guards.
Surprisingly not about the weapon from what you can gather, apparently she took great offense that a Tengu patrol scared off a deer she was hunting earlier. You can't help but smile at it all, any hints of what 'youkai' society used to be brings a pang of familiarity to you that you still haven't fully adjusted to witnessing again.
"Stop bein' sentimental an' walk." Suwako teases, her elbow hitting you in the side as motions you forward.
You follow her a step behind. "What can I say, I'm a romantic soul."
"Clearly." Suwako teases. "Tenma should be in this time of mornin' so let's get a hold of 'er before she gets dragged off by some politician or somesuch."
You both pass through the gates, the guards bowing in clear respect as you do so. "She is a politician, and so are we."
Suwako laughs, her hands disappearing into the sleeves of her robe as she reasserts herself into the 'Moriya Goddess that demands respect' role that Kanako is so fond of. "Technically so, but our politics are 'mportant. Petty noble squabbles ai-"
"Lord Suwako! Lord Ayumu!"
You both turn to see what caused the interruption. The voice is familiar, as is the tengu running towards you both. She's female with a large round shield strapped to her back and a wide sword hanging at her hip. Your nose twitches as you process her scent. Momiji?
It isn't that you've forgotten her, it's just that she has changed. The woman has allowed her hair to grow out since you've last seen her. The white locks trail down her back to her knees. Unlike Kanako she doesn't tie it up either, this allows the flowing hair to weave behind her almost like a bridal train from a western wedding. How she doesn't trip on it is anyone's guess, but as she comes to a skidding stop just a few feet in front of you both you suppose it doesn't really matter.
Your hand comes out to offer a shake immediately once you realize whom it is. Recalling her propensity for the human greeting. "Good morning Momiji."
She takes your hand, shaking it happily with a grin on her face. "Good morning, yes. I come bearing a message from Lord Tenma."
Dropping the hand the Tengu steps back, arms locking behind her back as she stands at attention before you both. When she speaks again it is with a decidedly military air. "I regret to inform you that I am in the middle of a policy meeting regarding additional security measures for the Tengu Village. While our scouts spotted your approach I am afraid the meeting was already ongoing, if you wish to speak to me of course you may stay in one of the palace side rooms where we shall provide amenities. Otherwise you are free to explore the village and partake in it, ignoring this message."
Momiji then blinks, her shoulders shifting slightly. "And I am to serve as your escort if you wish to look around the village. An honor guard."
… Why on earth would the Tengu decide we need an honor guard?
You smile, allowing your shoulders to slump in visible relaxation. With how up tight these tengu can be it is useful to show that you aren't going to be bossing them around. Well, you aren't anyway. You are very well aware that the majority of the older tengu could likely turn you into a pretzel, of the 'big three' youkai species. That being the foxes, the tengu, and the kappa, the foxes were never the combat focused group. Though a few honeyed words tend to trump any form of combat advantage anyway… you have made a rather delightful habit of making friends in Gensokyo, and you have as a byproduct made people rather scared of your friends.
Your eyes drift to Suwako for confirmation, and the goddess gives you a slight nod of agreement. "We would be delighted if you were to accompany us, or course. Though I am afraid we already know our way around the village. I must also state my curiosity regarding it, as never a time previously has such a thing been required."
Momiji's expression goes noticeably restrained… though you do note a hint of apprehension behind those red eyes of hers. When she speaks it is level. "After the two incidents the village is on alert, and there have recently been some attempts to sneak into the village."
You look back towards the gate, the tall imposing walls disappearing into the canopy in places. "How are they sneaking in exactly?"
The wolf tengu's expression still doesn't change, but you don't fail to notice the way her feet just slightly shift position. Usually a telltale sign of nervousness or embarrassment. "We are… looking into it. But there have been figures slipping into the village at night. They have all been found and removed, so the security is just an extra safety measure."
"Who's been slippin' in?" Suwako asks.
Momiji turns her head to look at the goddess. "A small group of oni. While normally not seen on the surface they are not at all unwelcome if they wish to trade and do business. But they have not been going through the gates."
Your mind goes back to that time you saw the oni skulking around the Human Village. You didn't pursue it then, mostly due to the fact that you had Haru in tow and would rather not have watched her splattered all the way back to Tokyo. Something to think about, and look into the next time you are in the Underground you suppose. "Fascinating, but either way we appreciate the guard." You then turn your head to Suwako. "Anywhere in particular you want to go?"
Suwako tilts her head slightly. "Well it's too early in the morn' for the Yukaku, so if we want to kill time how 'bout the market?"
You have to fight down a laugh. "I haven't been to one of those in a while, though after you've worked in one they lose most of their appeal."
Suwako grins. "Don't all foxes at some point work in those?"
"So the reputation goes," you admit. "But let's get going before we start drawing attention."
You are already of course, such a thing happens when a god (and her pet fox) walk into town. But you could do without confusing Momiji any further. The wolf tengu is currently looking at you both like you've grown a second head apiece.
"Not ah bad idea." With that Suwako turns to her right and starts to make her way over to the markets that make up this whole area.
You follow just behind her, Momiji taking up the rear in silent vigil as you move along. The markets are… lively, would be a good word. It's not something you really appreciated last time but this market is more like the ones of your youth than the one in the Human Village. Of course the humans have hawkers and signs to get the attention of anyone coming by, but the tengu are much more efficient at it. Brightly colored signs and cloths announce each and every stall, and over the din of music being played by some street band somewhere you can hear the clear calls of merchants selling their fish or game.
The craftspeople on the other hand are much quieter, the majority of them quietly working behind their stalls or speaking to their potential customers. It's mostly mask wear, as the tengu having placed a rather high priority on that form of art and status symbol, but beyond that there is glasswork, weaving, painting and the rest. Just about every artform you could expect to find in the time period Gensokyo adores mimicking is here.
The two of you are just window shopping, and for the most part no merchant is quite bold enough to try and impose their wares on you directly. That doesn't stop the bowing of course, nothing does. But it does allow you to enjoy the sights and enjoy the scents tickling your nose. The most prevalent as you go along being the scent of… roasted sweet potatoes. It's a scent you recognize, and your head turns to see a small stand off by itself.
Of course, it being by itself doesn't mean it isn't popular, standing behind it and handling a rather abundant early morning crowd are the two Aki sisters. Minoriko is handling the cooking while Shizuha is doing the serving. You quirk a brow, turning your gaze back to Suwako. "It appears we have competition."
"Ah hardly think so, the Aki deal with their own business and ain't stealin' nothin' from us. 'Sides, they're friendly." Suwako raises her hand to wave at the two goddesses, and over the crowd you see them both wave back.
"Very," you agree. "Both Hina and the Aki sisters are friendly, it seems like I managed to pick the only violent group of the three."
"Don't push it, ya ain't on the family registry yet."
You let out a mock sigh. "I'm well aware thank you. My life shall only get more tumultuous from here." Looking around the market a moment longer you shrug, turning to gaze back at your stalwart guard. The wolf tengu has said and frankly done nothing the entire time, merely watching and following you like a loyal hound. The comparison is amusing, and you keep the reason why you are smiling secret as you speak to her. "Doing alright back there?"
The wolf tengu nods. "I am quite fine, Lord Tenma should be free shortly if you wish to head back."
"Sounds good." And with that Momiji turns around, the long waterfall of hair waving behind her as she does so. "A question though if I may?"
That gets the tengu to stop in her tracks, her eyes blinking owlishly as she looks back at you. "Yes milord?"
You mime lifting hair off of your shoulder. "Style change since we last met?"
Momiji stills, her eyes drifting down to the hair before a slight blush starts to come over her features. Slowly she runs a hand through it, pale digits disappearing into white locks. "Yes. Does it… look nice?"
… Right, she's blushing. But her tone indicates it isn't because of you specifically. She's remembering something, which is good. You've seen how Kanako treats competition, that, and this would be rather sudden even by Gensokyo's standards. "It is quite lovely yes, got someone in mind for it?"
The blush spreads, but she gains a small smile and nods. "A young blacksmith I met back when we were guarding the Human Village. He helped do some spot repairs on my blade and we talked, he mentioned he liked girls with longer hair."
"Taree?" you ask, idly going through everyone you know in the Human Village who might fit.
Both Suwako and Momiji stare at you, though Momiji breaks the silence first. "You know of him?"
You shrug. "I try to know everyone in the Human Village at this point, and it's been a long few months. He's a good enough man from what I've heard, best of luck to you."
Momiji nods again and moves around to step behind you both as you make your way to the Tengu Palace, her tail wagging all the while. Suwako gives you an amused look as you walk, "playin' matchmaker?"
You give her the same amused look back, your voice low as you walk. "Just giving information, and I am already. Third stall on your right." The lowering of your voice isn't necessary, as this being a village full of tengu they could hear you if they really wanted to, but the point is more to not attract attention to yourself.
"Saw it comin' in, Aya's paper?"
"After the meeting with Tenma, it has been quite some time since we've paid a visit."
---
The palace is just the same as the last time you were here, that being filled with rather stuffy looking bureaucrats who bow the moment they recognize your boss's presence in the building. You and Suwako both ignore them all, and Momiji speeds up slightly to walk past you both to hold the door open to Tenma's chambers.
There are nobles in here as well, though thankfully they are standing off to the sides. The expressions on their faces are unreadable due to the red nosed masks they are wearing. The image of all of them on their raised platforms looking down at you and Suwako as you approach Lord Tenma would be intimidating were it not for the fact you know how relaxed Tenma is when it comes to politics.
"Well, what can I say but welcome to our guests of honor." Tenma claps, not bothering to get up from her cushioned seat. "A visit from the Moriya is always interesting. To what do I owe the pleasure? A fight?" She says the last word slowly, a rather eager smile crossing her face.
Suwako laughs, the sound rather dramatically and deliberately echoing in the small room more than it should. "Not today, we have come to hire on the tengu for work."
Tenma leans forward, hand moving to support her chin. "Oh? What kinda work? Intelligence? Combat? Need me to wrangle out the printers and office workers?"
You smile, stepping forward and bowing ever so slightly as a sign of respect. "Lord Tenma, I would humbly like to hire all of them."
Tenma blinks, then blinks again. And you don't miss Suwako's expression going blank.
"You would?" Tenma asks.
"Of course," with a wave of your hand the space between you is replaced by the rundown buildings behind the shrine. Just a simple floating image, you wouldn't want to confuse everyone else that isn't Lord Tenma. "I would hire your workers on to rebuild some of our old shrine builds, the work will need to be done by the end of the month." You then wave your hand, revealing the trolley. "I would hire some guards to make the mountain path safe for humans, I am sure some youkai would take offense to humans traipsing through the forest, but as long as they stay on designated paths I am sure they wouldn't have any problems with our followers coming to see us." You then wave it once more, revealing Haru's shack. "We would also establish a new shrine in the Human Village. All paid for of course. I do believe we are rather even as far as favors go."
Lord Tenma stares at the display for a good few moments before snapping her fingers and pointing towards one of the noblemen. "You, advisor, start writing this down." She then turns back to you, her expression alight with curiosity. "This shall not be a small endeavor, and it shall be quite pricey."
You let a vulpine grin slip onto your face. "I think we can manage."
Tenma nods. "It can be done, for a sum I shall have a group of our craftsmen report to the Moriya Shrine in the morning."
"7:45." You reply, causing the Lord to look at you rather oddly.
"It shall be done," she then looks behind you. "Momiji!"
"Sir!" you hear the tengu going rigid behind you.
"You will round up a group of guards to monitor the work. It isn't the Moriya needs guards. But a show of force is always good. You've been bitching about how boring the mountain is lately so you get to assemble and lead the team."
"... Yes milord."
With a light chuckle Tenma turns her attention back to you. "How very exciting. Haven't had a project like this since I kicked the old man out."
"The previous Lord Tenma?"
"Aye, but for now lets go over the most boring facet of rulership. Numbers."
---
You step out of the palace and stretch your arms above your head with a sigh. Suwako is right beside you, a flat expression on her face as she looks over the village. "Something wrong?" you ask. "I don't think you said more then three words after I started speaking."
The goddess shrugs. "Wasn't needed none, 'sides ah figured out what ya were tryin' to do rather quick."
"Oh?"
With a nod and gesture from her you both step to the side, walking over to the balcony overlooking the village instead of standing before the rope bridge. She leans over it, looking down towards the forest floor as she speaks. "Are ya that eager to impress Kanako already?"
You join her in looking over, a group of tengu children are out playing in the river, their mothers watching them as they hang laundry and chat amongst themselves. "I wouldn't say that exactly. I think I impress her merely by staying alive. This needed to be done, and serves as a 'gift' of sorts."
"And?"
"And I've been poor for over a century so it is fun to throw my weight around a little."
Suwako snickers. "Fair. Now what're ya plannin' with Aya?"
You give her a mock look of hurt. "Why would you think I was planning something?"
Her expression turns deadpan, a rather rare expression for her. "Cause yer always plannin' somethin', whatcha got?"
You grin.
---
The click-clack of typewriters fill the air as you walk into the tengu bureau of information. It would be more accurate to call it the 'newspaper warehouse' going by how many of the damn things are just laying around. But the crow tengu are king here, so what they say goes. A few faces look at you as you walk in, by and large the majority of them confused by the arrival of the two of you.
You ignore them, your goal already in sight. Walking forward you come to a stop in front of a rather overworked looking purple-and-black tengu. Her phone is in her hands and she is currently going over quite a few papers, she looks rather distraught truth be told, might as well throw her some birdseed. "Good morning Hatate."
The tengu doesn't respond, and at first you wonder if she didn't hear you before her head moves lethargically up. Her eyes widen dramatically once she sees you and Suwako standing before her. A wide smile spreading across her face as she plants her hands onto the desk and stands up. "Ayumu! You owe me an interview!"
"Indeed I do, tomorrow at precisely eight in the morning on the Moriya grounds I will tell you everything regarding my life in Gensokyo and answer any questions you have that I see fit to answer regarding relationships and 'gossip'. You will dress well and will not spread slander, if you fail to do either of these things I shall not deign nor shall the Moriya deign to allow an interview again. Do not be late, do not be early."
Hatate looks very confused, silent as she watches you then slip by her and towards the back of the building where Aya's office lies. The door to it is closed, and you glance over at Suwako with a serious expression on your face. The goddess for her part is grinning wickedly, rather enjoying the morning entertainment. You raise a hand to make a slicing motion at your throat, at the signal her face goes as still as porcelain. Her eyes lose their pupils, becoming merely solitary golden dots upon white.
Then you swing the door open, allowing it to bang against the far wall and stepping through before it closes behind Suwako and yourself with a rather loud secondary bang. The noise jolts Aya, the tengu letting out a yelp as she leaps back from her desk. With a clatter the office chair she was sitting on hits the bookshelf behind it, a few tomes hitting the ground with a dull splat.
All of that is secondary, of course, to Aya herself. The tengu is dressed much the same as she always does, though she at the moment looks one step away from some form of heart attack. To her credit she recovers with only a minor stutter. "G-good morning! Here for an interview?"
You smile thinly, idly noting out of the corner of your eye a black 'smoke' starting to leak from Suwako's closed mouth. She's going rather all out on the 'curse goddess' look. "We're here about your paper actually. I was hoping you would have spoken to us in person before releasing more… gossip about us." You make a show of shaking your head from side to side, tsking repeatedly. "Imagine my utter disappointment when you spied on us again, after I gave you an exclusive interview as well."
Aya bows. "I am just an honest reporter!"
She's not bowing because she is sorry in particular, no she is sorry as she believes she is currently in trouble. Suwako can be rather useful like that. "Bowing is good, bowing means you know you've made a mistake. But since when has admitting your mistakes ever absolved you of them?"
Aya twitches, rising from the bow and rubbing the back of her head with an awkward laugh. "Sorry?"
You sigh. "You aren't sorry, please do not lie to me. We each have our business and this is yours. Your paper sells by telling stories and you found a rather juicy one, indeed, I probably would have done the same." You pause then, staring into her eyes before she makes a show of looking at the floor. You know admittedly little about Aya besides what you read in that book, but you know from experience that she is probably rather powerful. Though if she is expecting a fight you will have to disappoint her. "Tomorrow at precisely eight in the morning on the Moriya grounds I will tell you everything regarding my life in Gensokyo and answer any questions you have that I see fit to answer regarding relationships and 'gossip'. You will dress well and will not spread slander, if you fail to do either of these things I shall not deign nor shall the Moriya deign to allow an interview again. Do not be late, do not be early."
Aya's head snaps up "Pardon?"
Of course by that time your illusions have vanished.
---
You grimace, pulling back from the wall as you and Suwako both start to make your way out of the building under the guise of illusion. Doing that on two people at once is tricky but doable, If you're willing to put up with the mental strain.
Dropping it the second you exit the doors you let out a breath, idly massaging your temples. "Well, that should sort that out."
"Rather aggressive strategy." Suwako says.
"I was taught by aggressive people, and might as well get it out of the way. With the two of them working the same story it might actually cause kernels of truth to appear in those papers for once. Ready to get going to Hakugyokurou?"
Suwako nods and takes off from the ground, you follow, leaving the Tengu Village behind you. From there it is… pretty much straight up actually. The wind rushing against your face as you speed through the clouds. This time there is no ice fairy and her yuki-onna mentor, instead you crest a good minute or so later, the chill of thin air replaced by a gentle warmth. The transition between cloudy sky and Hakugyokurou is a sudden one, and gives little in the way of warning. In the span of a thought you go from carving through the cloud layer to standing on a wide stone pathway leading to a colossal staircase just next to you.
Also a screaming girl.
Apparently Youmu was in the process of cleaning them with a broom. You can tell because the brush end of it is currently being wielded like a sword and is pointing at you. Her eyes are wide, and the ghost blob behind her is holding up two chubby points that you think are either mimicking fists or the universal symbol for 'I surrender'. She recovers a moment later, lowering the broom with a sigh as she stares at you both. "I would ask that you fly… slower. How might I be of assistance?"
"We were hopin' to meet with yer master." Suwako answers, an amused look on the goddesses's face.
Youmu draws in a breath and nods, one hand moving to her chest to… calm her heart you imagine. "Please follow." With that she hands the broom to the ghost blob, the being sweeping behind you all as you walk up the steps. Well, fly up the steps. It's a bit much to walk unless you truly want to take a while. Youmu doesn't talk as you do so, an impressively emotionless expression on her face as she guides you up and over the lip.
There you see… Hakugyokurou, and like the last time you can't help but admire the beauty of it. A proud regal manor sits still, the sunlight beating down onto it to cause the cherry petals along the ground to seemingly glow. Rolling green hills stretch into landscape, each dotted with those pink blossomed trees swaying gently in a non-existent wind. You spot Yuyuko immediately, the lord of the manor is currently sitting on her front porch overlooking the garden.
"Good day, are you both here for lunch?" Yuyuko's voice is quiet, but friendly as she greets you both. A truly happy smile on her face as she looks at Suwako and yourself.
A grunt sounds out beside her, and a figure previously laying on their back sits up, revealing… Mokou. The immortal has the worse half of a dango stick sticking out of her mouth as she looks at the both of you in disinterest.
You smile at Yuyuko's greeting. "Perhaps, we came to ask you a question actually if you do not mind. And good day to you both."
Yuyuko claps her hands together, her eyes alight with interest. "Oh?"
Your eyes drift to Mokou a moment, idly wondering if you should say this aloud. "We seek passage across the Sanzu river."
Yuyuko smiles a bit wider at that, before letting out a soft breath. "I have dominion over those who have died already, but I have no control over the judges or their realm." She then looks at Mokou and claps her hands. "But there is another who can assist you with that! Mokou dear, could you help them out after I was so kind as to invite you here for the day?"
"Ah ain't used to hearin' you invite guests."
Yuyuko's eyes close, her fan snapping open as she lets out an audible titter. "I decided today to invite Mokou over to meet some old friends of hers, she is so lonely you kno-"
Whatever Yuyuko was going to say comes out as a mumble as Mokou's hands clamp over her mouth. The immortal is still staring at you both, but now her expression is definitely annoyed. "You want to cross the Sanzu?"
Her eyes meet yours, daring you to look away. She holds it for several moments, Yuyuko playfully tugging against the arm like she couldn't move it. Then she sighs, deeply. "So that's why today… fine, this place was getting too peaceful for my liking anywa-"
"On one condition~" Yuyuko's voice rings out, and you see her lips appear through Mokou's hands before she simply floats through it with a highly excited and amused expression on her face.
"... Yes?" you ask, suddenly not liking where this is going.
Yuyuko doesn't answer, instead looking past you. "Oh Youmu dear!"
"Yes mistress?" Youmu's voice speaks up from behind you.
"You'll be sparring with Ayumu today, isn't that wonderful?"
… Everytime.
You slowly turn around, watching as Youmu places her hand on the hilt of her sword. "Yes mistress. Ayumu! I Youmu Konpaku challenge you to a spellcard duel!"
For Akyuu, you suppose.
"Agreed."
Chapter 136: The Judge's Court
Chapter Text
You let out a sigh and take a few steps to the left so that the lounging group isn't directly behind you. You don't really plan on making a particularly flashy show of this, but you'd rather not have Youmu or more likely yourself launched into them by accident. You raise your fists, taking up a very loose boxing stance.
The knowledge of any boxing form is completely unknown to you, beyond what you saw watching American sailors putting on 'shows'. But Youmu doesn't know that, and you'd rather keep knowledge of the staff hidden for a few moments longer as you are fairly certain she didn't see it the last time you worked together. "Any particular stipulations or rules?"
Youmu nods, eyeing your 'stance' warily. "No repeated spellcards, as per the standard rules. Winner shall be first blood."
You lower your fists slightly. "The winner is the one who bleeds first?"
She blinks, then blinks again. "W-what?"
"You didn't specify who is bleeding, I can make myself bleed right now if you want. I'm quite good at it."
She blanches, an impressive feat considering how pale she is. Waving her hands in front of her she disagrees most emphatically. "N-no! Loser is the one who bleeds first, the loser!"
You arch a brow. "Understood, but a rare request. Normally people around here just fight until the other is unconscious."
With the sound of ringing steel Youmu draws both of her blades. The longer one is held in her right hand, it is held across her body diagonally with the tip going past her head. The other shorter blade is held loosely in her left. A noticeably calm expression is on her face. "Begin!"
She slashes the air with the larger sword, the edge glowing brightly white as she does so. Where it cuts the air visibly splits, rippling energy gathering before shooting out in a split second. Lances of pure white light screaming through the air directly at you.
"Sword Skill - Thousand Cherry Blossoms!"
In a motion you can only barely perceive beyond the rapidly enclosing light Youmu sheathes then rapidly unsheathes her longer blade. With an eruption of sand from the garden Youmu launches herself forward.
You dive to the right, hands digging into the sand as you flip yourself over. The lights sizzle by you, but they were just a distraction. Swinging your hand around you right yourself onto your feet, then you bring up your arm as fast as you can.
*Clack*
The longer blade makes impact with your now summoned staff. It shifts slightly in the sand, but no more than an inch as her strength meets your own. She twists, turning the blade around in her hand as she leaps to the side, revealing a wave of pink energy erupting from the sand behind her.
You shove the staff into the dirt, using it to launch yourself the required distance away for that too to dissipate harmlessly into the air. An attack… hidden in an attack… hidden in an attack. "I liked that one, you'd make a good fox."
Youmu smirks as you draw your spellcard. "My blades can cut anything."
You shrug your shoulders. "I'm afraid I'm not good at the 'Moriya Grandstanding' bit. Shall we continue?"
"Reincarnation - Sword of Cycles!"
Any ideas on your part of casting a spellcard are immediately thrown out the window as she fades from existence… Only to appear again two feet in front of your face swinging her longer blade. The instincts from training with Kanako are the only thing that allowed you to raise your staff in time, as even with your senses the girl is fast.
The edge of the sword is glowing pink, and it swings again, and again. Her motions become little more than a blur as you backpedal towards the wall that surrounds the compound. High, low, high again, not one wasted movement. The staff is well suited to defence but at this range she can quickly close on you and use the smaller blade in her attacks as well. She's faster than Kanako, but where Kanako turns her bladeform into an art with Youmu it is pure raw aggression and viciousness. Which does have the effect of making her more predictable.
With a flip of her wrist the smaller blade turns around in her grip. It surges forward, clearly aiming for a cut against your side while you are distracted by the larger blade. There!
"Oh Youmu dear~" Yuyuko's voice calls across the battlefield.
Youmu leaps back immediately, her attack halte-
"Scourge Sign - Mishaguji Sama!"
Only to leap directly into the waiting snake tarpit. The white snakes rise with a hiss, spraying down balls of energy that the girl is forced to block with her blades.
"Fox Sign - The Forgotten Beast."
The snakes dissipate, and when she looks up you are gone. Instead in your place is something far worse. A tiny walking ball of ego and immense strength. But not tiny Kanako for once, smiling a very 'happy' smile is Remilia, bat wings flapping slowly behind her. She waves sweetly, causing Youmu to go wide-eyed.
"Scarlet Sign - Scarlet Shoot."
Youmu swings the long blade forward, her feet sliding across the sand. The other blade swings back behind her, a smile on her face as 'Remilia' fades from existence along with the beam of light.
*Clack*
Her blade meets your staff, the length of wood blocking her from slashing across your chest. You pull your other hand back, claw retracting from where you were moving to make a scratch across her cheek.
She pulls back, the sound of steel singing in the air as the other longer blade comes around. Her body ducked low to the ground as she swings it harshly upwards. You leap back out of the way instead of trying to parry that, dropping your spellcards effect in the process to become visible again.
You land back in the sand and quirk an inquisitive brow, asking an unspoken question.
Youmu's smirk gets smirkier. "I manage spirits, you will need to do better than that."
Impressive, considering that spellcard still annoys the goddesses from time to time. "Impressive once again, shall we continue?"
She holds the longer blade before her face, unmoving.
"Fox Sign - What Was Not There."
Four copies of yourself appear around you, making five in total. Each moves in a position to form a waxing crescent. A formation you've used against Kanako several times when she is in her more 'murdery training' kind of moods. Bouncing your staff lightly on your shoulder you smile at her, then use a move you've seen Suwako pull during her fights against Kanako. You extend your arm and make a come hither gesture with two of your fingers. "You coming?"
She holds her position a moment, the ghost half besides her shimmering before it… becomes a mirror duplicate of herself. It's still transparent and hazy, but with every move and breath she takes you can see the 'second' Youmu matching it exactly.
"Hell Realm Sword: Two Hundred Yojana in One Slash!"
Then she's gone, the two clones at the far right and left side unable to raise their staffs in time as she neatly gives them light cuts across the arm. They dissipate, and with a twirling spin in person synchronization with her other half she engages the two clones nearest to you at the same time.
Her movements are nearly imperceptible. It is like watching an old film reel with sections missing, she appears and reappears in places, too fast for the eye to truly see the movements in between. With a vicious rising slash to side from both your next two clones dissipate, their blades twirling to send the illusionary staffs bouncing across the ground.
Then they turn to you.
With a surge of magic your legs and arms turn to fur, and you swing your staff forward to force the two of them to block. You press on, stepping forward away from the porch as you swing your staff in wide sweeps forward to force them back.
*Clack*
The ghost half blocks the staff, and Youmu ducks under it and surges forward with the shorter blade held forward in a stab. You pull back, bringing your staff around to your front just before she reaches you.
Then you drop it.
Youmu's eyes widen in panic as you step forward into the blade… and she passes straight through you. She stumbles, both from the sudden shock of not making the impact she was expecting, and from the fact that you just ran a claw against the back of her hand.
The final clone dissipates, and you fade into view just a foot in front of her, your tip of your claw lightly red from where it scratched her skin. She stares down at the wound, then at you. "First blood is yours."
She then turns around on the spot and walks across the sand into the building. The door closing behind her as you are left to stand there awkwardly.
Everyone is smiling, well, everyone except for Mokou, but you aren't sure the woman actually has the capacity to do so. Suwako is smiling the brightest, clear pride on her face as she claps her hands quietly.
You nod and her, then at Yuyuko. "My apologies, it appears your servant is upset with me."
Yuyuko titters, her fan waving her face idly from where she apparently opened it during the fight. "She's a prideful girl, please do play with her if she requests a rematch in the near future."
You nod again, then turn your gaze towards Mokou. The immortal is leaning back against a wooden railing that holds up the roof over the porch. When your eyes meet she grumbles, pressing her feet into the ground she stands up, one hand moving to her hip as she stares at you. "Right, you ready to go? Or do you want to pussyfoot around some more?"
… Lovely.
---
You bow out of respect towards the grump, smiling slightly as you raise yourself back up to your full height. "If possible, I would like to go now."
Mokou stares at you, her expression flat and impressively unreadable before she shrugs her shoulders and turns towards the gate that makes the entrance of Yuyuko's compound. "Well don't pussyfoot around then, come on. Ain't like I've got forever." With that she starts walking, her sandals crunching in the sand of Yuyuko's garden, with her hands jammed into her pockets she walks without a care in the world.
You stare after her a moment then turn to Yuyuko and bow as well. "Thank you for your time." You are just turning around yourself when you hear her call after you.
"Say hello on my behalf~"
Turning your head back you give her a quizzical look then nod. "I'll pass that onto the ferryman and judges."
Yuyuko titters, her hand moving to cover her mouth as her eyes look at you in amusement. "Oh that wasn't who I was talking about, but do say hello to them as well."
"... Just in case someone plans on killing me, do you mind telling me who I will be speaking to exactly? I like to plan my funeral out well in advance whenever possible."
This time she actually laughs, her hand moving from her mouth to make shooing motion towards the gate. "I don't believe Ms. Fujiwara will wait for you, do be on your way."
Looking back you see that Mokou has already lifted off the ground and is making her way down the steps. You idly debate just playing catchup… before letting out a sigh and lifting off the ground yourself. "Appreciated, thank you for your time Yuyuko."
"Of course~"
You take off, gaining speed above the sandy garden before you cross through the gate and start flying down the staircase. Mokou is a good way down but is thankfully not going at full speed. Suwako was playing catchup, but upon you cresting the hill slows down slightly so that she is now flying next to you.
"You know, I'd rather not have people try and be so serious. It seems to be the ongoing style in these lands to give as vague answers and be as secretive as possible." You say, idly wondering if this is one of those 'Yuuka' style hints that you never got quite to the bottom of.
Suwako stares at you incredulously. "Coulda sworn ya had a mirror in yer bathroom."
You glare back. "Don't you start, I'll tell Sanae you've been bullying me."
Suwako giggles, tucking in her head as you both dive through the cloud layer at the bottom of your steps in your journey to follow Mokou. "Sanae would just be upset she didn't get in on it. Now fly faster 'fore she ditches us."
You briefly debate jabbing her in the side like she does to you before realising that you actually enjoy living at this point. Nodding you turn your head forward, the wind whipping against your face as you both pick up speed to catch up to the immortal.
She's going at a decent pace, and by the time you've gotten within a dozen feet of her she is passing over the land east of the Moriya Shrine, Suika's house is below you, smoke rising from the chimney into the sky.
She continues east, the Misty Lake coming into view quickly along with the two mansions. "I still need to stop by Remilia's at some point to find Shinki's… contact. I'd rather head off any potential incidents in the Underground while we can. I'd rather not be dodging assassination attempts while reestablishing our shrine down there."
"Assassinations build character." Suwako replies glibly.
You shake your head. "I find much like in plays Assassinations end characters… also where are we?"
Looking down you realize that despite all your time in Gensokyo you… haven't actually been on this road before. Below you is a fairly straight dirt path that is mostly covered in trees. Glancing back it goes past the Scarlet Devil Mansion in a slight curve before straightening out. The road looking forward goes all the way to the border, cutting off abruptly where the shimmering barrier meets the earth.
"Road of Liminality, it's where the spirits gather before the Sanzu… or just hang out. Ain't ever had much reason to go there myself. Supposed to be that ya can't get there without bein' dead or bein' shown the way."
You turn your head to look at her. "You knew of this place already but we still had to travel with grumpy?"
Suwako shrugs her shoulders. "Ah know where the road is, don't mean ah know where the entrance to the Sanzu and Higan starts. Why would a god seek such things out?"
You arch a brow. "I figured a spirit such as yourself would enjoy the company of other spirits."
She gives you a sidelong look before steadily lowering herself towards the earth, a glance ahead shows that Mokou has landed on the path and is staring up at the two of you. "Spirit of faith, not a spirit the deceased, thank ya."
Mokou stares at you both wordlessly as you land, then points at the ground behind her.
Your eyes narrow, taking in a small stream of water that barely splits the road. It's maybe only a foot wide and half that deep. Your eyes trace it, you weren't paying enough attention to notice it before, but the stream goes all the way to the barrier before it too is cutoff by the shimmering wall.
"Step in the stream, bow twice, clap twice, then bow once. When you raise your head you'll be on the other side of the road."
You stare at her a moment before nodding your head. As one you all step into the water… it's cool, despite the warmer weather the liquid is freezing cold to the point you can feel it through your shoes. You perform the traditional offery motions, idly wondering if you should toss a coin as well, before with the last bow you raise your head…
And see a market.
You blink, your ears filled with the sounds of shouting merchants and ringing bells. Your nose is tickled by the scent of grilling meat… and stale air. Looking around you see dozens of people lining the road, stalls setup manned by youkai, ghosts… and what appear to be living humans hawking wares to the passersby.
A group of ghosts float by, white robed and wearing Hitaikakushi on their heads. They chat amicably amongst themselves as they make their way over to a charm stall being run by a Rokurokubi, her neck extending to grab a charm off of the wall with her teeth to show to a customer.
Over to the left is a living human merchant, peddling toys to a group of ghost children and rather childish looking youkai. While further on you see a blonde youkai with a… baby chicken perched in her hair currently drooling over some meats being grilled by an Inugami, the first of that species you've seen since coming to Gensokyo actually.
… Though thinking about it you have seen some strange dogs in the Human Village. Next to that is what appears to be a fish catching stall, only the fish are dea-
"You gonna gawk? Or are you gonna fucking walk?"
Turning your head back to Mokou you see the immortal gesturing a finger behind her.
"Because we ain't here for the market, the Sanzu river is that way." With that she turns around and starts walking.
You glance over to Suwako and start to walk, the goddess also looking around curiously. "Lively place." You comment.
"Seems that way, maybe we can put a shrine here too."
"I think the Yama would be rather displeased by that," you counter, "and besides, how much faith do you get from dead people anyway?"
Suwako shrugs. "Ya gave us quite a bit."
"Amusing. Now lets catch up to the immortal."
It's a good few minutes of walking before you are free of the market… and get your first real view of the Sanzu river. The air has cooled considerably, and the scent of familiar blossoming flowers wafts through the air. But the Sanzu is a touch different than what you recall seeing in the dream.
The shoreline is still grassy, but there are places of jutting rock breaking through the grass. Where these sit there are rocky shores, upon which you can see children playing and stacking the stones. Boats rest in the water, bobbing gently in the waves. All have ferrymen within them… well, all except one on the far end. On the far end you see Komachi lounging atop it, her head back as she stares towards the sky.
The water is still yet dark, giving no view of the bottom… not that this is a particularly wide river. It is maybe slightly wider than the Sumida. Though you are well aware it apparently grows and shrinks depending on the soul of the person being taken across.
Speaking of which, there are quite a few souls waiting to cross today. They stand in orderly lines before the boats, a group of the ferries pushing off as you approach the shorebank. The river itself doesn't change size as they move, but you do note that some of the boats seem to be moving noticeably faster and slower than the others.
On the other side of the river is the source of the scent, a beautiful field of flowers bloom all across grassy hills. In the distance you can see an old Japanese city, though any specifics of it are oddly… hazy, like the city itself was out of focus.
"We can't fly across without permission so you'd best speak to one of the ferr-"
"Komachi." You cut off.
Mokou looks at you confused.
You gesture down the riverbank towards the resting woman. "We've met, she'd be our best bet."
Mokou turns a skeptical eye towards the woman before shrugging and trudging her way along the bank. You follow, eyes widening slightly as more of her work area comes into view. Komachi is indeed lounging back on her boat… but she isn't alone. Laying against the grass embankment across from her is Reimu Hakurei.
The shrine maiden's head turns to you slowly, before her eyes widen dramatically. Sitting herself up she stares at the approaching group. Then her eyes narrow.
"Moriya and Mokou, why are you here?"
… She's in a better mood than normal. This could be helpful actually, from what you've gathered she is actually on somewhat amicable terms with Akyuu. Komachi doesn't sit up, she merely opens her eyes to look at you all with interest.
Hmm...
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You open your mouth to respond, only to be interrupted by a creak of wood. All heads turn to look at the river as Komachi slowly sits up. The boat is a good few feet from the shore, yet you watch as she casually swings her legs over the side and places the bottom of her sandal-clad feet onto the water. It ripples briefly before going deathly still, and with a grunt she stands up. It ripples again as she moves, her sandals making a light clapping sound as she walks atop the surface without sinking. Her scythe rests on her shoulder, and a placid expression with only the faintest hint of displeasure shown behind those red eyes is visible on her face.
"The living and the dead cannot mix, I have told you that already."
You smile thinly, shaking your head as you do so. "That isn't what I am here for… and I am sorry for the rather poor show I gave the last time we met."
That draws a look from Reimu but she says nothing, merely looking at you inquisitively as she waits for you to explain yourself.
You let out a breath, come to think of you haven't told Mokou why you are looking to cross either. Glancing back the immortal simply looks… bored. Turning your eyes back to Reimu you stare her in the eyes. "I am here on Hieda no Akyuu's behalf."
That gets her attention, and also causes her to take a step back before her gaze hardens. "Explain."
Your smile grows. "Akyuu seeks to resolve her duty, at least for one lifespan so that she can know what it truly means to live. I took it upon myself as a friend to do this for her." Your gaze moves over to Komachi, the shinigami watching you passively as you explain. "There is a god underneath the mountain, Iwanagahime, she has been cursed with eternal suffering. No wound she has may heal, no pain may pass. She is stagnant and static. She wishes to beseech the Yama for death, in turn she will use her powers to grant Akyuu life."
Blunt, but from everything you have read Reimu is a very blunt person so she rather might appreciate it.
Reimu's eyes widen, the previously harsh look forgotten. "There is a cure for Akyuu's curse?"
You shake your head. "It is no curse, it is a duty; it binds and empowers her all in the same stroke, but it is unending, with no true rest. If I could relieve her of it, at least temporarily, I will."
Reimu thinks on what you said a moment then lets out a sigh of her own. "... Moriya." She then shakes her head, a flat expression once again taking hold as she looks to you and Suwako both. "I was not aware of this, but if this might aid Akyuu I will look into it."
You step forward. "With all due respect Reimu, and believe me, I've read your exploits. It is respect. I have known Akyuu for quite some time, longer than you've been alive in fact. So with all of that said, 'we' will look into it. I would request your help in this manner, shrine maiden."
Reimu's gaze locks with your own, and for a brief moment you wonder if she is about to start a fight before she looks over to Komachi. "Might we cross?"
Komachi looks at you all in turn. Despite how she was lazing away just a moment prior she is all business now. The displeasure is gone, her face now almost a porcelain mask. Then she smiles. "Well aren't you all serious!"
She bounces the scythe lightly on her shoulder. "Interesting, I think you'll give Judge Eiki something to think about." She snickers slightly, then gestures her arm back over the river. "Granted, I can't take you over on the boat but you can fly over. Head to the high court, it's Eiki's day off but she's in there doing paperwork anyways."
Reimu nods. "I know the way. Come on Moriya… and Mokou."
With that she takes off, leaving you all to follow in what might possibly be the oddest grouping of people Gensokyo has ever seen. You are happy that she is willing to go along with this… and also slightly worried as you have yet to actually work side-by-side with Reimu. Even during incidents she tended to go her seperate way.
But she seems to care about Akyuu, and frankly that is enough.
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It only takes a few seconds to reach the other side of the river, but you do not land. Instead you follow Reimu over the flowery landscape towards the distant city. The air here is… odd but not unpleasant. It is saccharine sweet but with the faint aftertaste of dust, like someone had preserved flowers in an old jar that had been sealed for too long. Seemingly pleasant at first whiff, but stale and not quite correct.
But as you approach the city itself that clears to a scent of… not much actually. You can distantly smell wood and the odd mixing fragrances of people. But beyond that there are only the flowers behind you.
The city itself is actually smaller than it appeared from a distance. What appeared to be a sprawling mass hidden by distant fog is instead a very large and ancient administration center. It is grand, easily going four to five hundreds yards in either direction… but it is still just a center. Tall walls surround it, though they are purely decorative with no sign of defensive structure atop.
The center is made up of roughly a dozen structures, with the largest and grandest being off to the right. Each is made up of fine wood with paper siding, and each has an arched roof with golden filigree and various religious figures dotting them. It's entrance is a large and nearly impossibly ornate gate. Imposing and clearly designed to strike fear and awe in those who approach it.
Reimu flies over the wall, ignoring the gate entirely to land in the courtyard. You follow, your shoes clicking against the flat stone surface. With two more clicks Suwako lands just beside you and Mokou in front. The immortal taking one look around before letting out a grunt. "Stuffy pricks."
… Yeah they do put on the air of noblemen. The 'pricks' in this case being the workers here. The assistants to the judges of the afterlife. They are all dressed to the nines in ostentation white and blue robes, split at the legs that trail behind them as they walk. It seems to be a mark of office however as they are all dressed near identically, albeit with the females dressed in skirts as opposed to the longer leggings the men are favoring. Though they aren't quite as high ranking as they appear given the general cut of them being well, assistants.They pass you by without even bothering to interact or greet you, talking amongst themselves or staring openly at the invaders of their abode.
Reimu ignores them, walking towards the largest building without a single care to offer the world. You follow, having long since gotten used to strange looks and stuffy noblemen. The large building is set away from the rest, a decently sized sand garden around it allowing it ample space to show its majesty to the world. It in itself is several stories tall, a proud buddha statue sitting out front at odds with a majestic sculpture of a dragon on the roof made of bronze. It is rearing up in the center, looking down upon all those who would enter the building. A rather effective sight, if one was here as a spirit anyway.
The doors open to reveal a large lobby, empty at present. It's actually strikingly… not modern. Comfortable. Large padded benches and chairs line the walls, you'd imagine to allow the dead to wait their turn before the judge. The path to the left and right is closed off by large double doors, while the way ahead, the way Reimu is going, is open. The doors have been propped open by a simple wooden stop, and following the shrine maiden inside you see-
Well, consider yourself impressed.
This room, this… chamber, stretches all the way to the top floor of the building. It is larger than the main hall in the temple by a good deal… and it is all focused on a single point. A large podium stands at the far end of the room, made up of black wood with golden decorations running up and down its length. Facing it on either side of the courtroom are two large stone statues of warrior gods, in one's hand is a spear, the others a pagoda.
In front of the podium are large flat tables made of the same black wood with golden accents. Upon which sit beautifully ornate pots and decorations. Each carefully carved with symbols of buddhist faith and imagery. They serve to make the podium seem either larger, and make the two large bench arrangements off to the side seem even smaller by comparison. They sit in wells in the ground, forcing those who sit in them to look upon the proceedings from below it all, whether that is out of respect, humbleness, or a show of power you cannot say. But you do note that there is nowhere for those who are under judgment to seemingly sit. Instead there is a large bronze image of a buddhist wheel carved into the floor in the direct center of the arena.
Behind the podium is a tall chair, the back of it going up a good dozen feet where a gigantic golden statue of a dragon twists and bends around it to face the doorway in such a way that if you were to stand in the wheel the dragon would be staring directly at you. In said chair… is a woman, you cannot tell how tall she is, but she just… seems far more important in demeanor. Her hair, a deep sea green reflects in the light of ceiling mounted lamps, and as she lifts her head to look at your entrance you see that it is longer on one side than the other. It's mostly tucked up under a judges cap however.
"You have entered the highest court of paradise. Speak your purpose." Her voice when she speaks is regal but not overpowering, stern but not demeaning.
Reimu is ahead, and you would expect her to take the lead on this. But to your surprise she merely looks back towards you and crosses your arms. "Moriya?"
Oh, so when you have to talk to the judge of the dead it is your job.
You step forward, bowing with respect before raising your head to look her in the eye. "I presume I am speaking to Eiki?"
She nods, the cap shifting slightly before she lifts herself up off of the chair. "I am Shiki Eiki, the Judge of Paradise."
With the sound of shoes clicking on wood she descends a hidden staircase to stand beside the podium, revealing herself to be roughly Reimu's height. In one hand she is holding a rod, a wide piece of wood blank on both sides that judges like her write sins upon. The other is empty, and she comes to a stop a good dozen feet away from you. Her gaze turns to the group, looking at each of them in person.
"Moriya Suwako, curse goddess. Your immortality does not wipe away the wickedness of your past deeds. Repent."
Her gaze then flickers to Mokou. "Fujiwara no Mokou. To you the afterlife is barred, but that does mean you cannot bring good to the world. There are many good deeds you can do to assist others in the path to heaven."
Mokou grunts, staring back with a bored expression.
Her look then turns to Reimu. "Hakurei Reimu, despite being a shrine maiden your wickedness and greed is clear. You have hardly changed since our last meeting. Repent upon your faith or even you shall see hell."
Then… her gaze turns onto you. "I do not know you."
You aren't sure if that is a good thing or not. With a shuffle of fabric her hand moves behind her back to produce a silver hand mirror. She looks into it a moment, nods, then turns it around. "Gaze into the mirror so that all of your past acts may be known. All those present will know your past deeds and actions so that all may cast judgment."
You blink. Your gaze flickering to the back of the mirror for a moment as your mind starts to race.
Chapter 137: No More Secrets
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On the one hand it would be a massive invasion of privacy, and would reveal your past to two people you'd rather keep it from. While you have doubts either Reimu or Mokou would do anything to outright hurt you it definitely be uncomfortable.
Suwako would just study it and tell Kanako, which… you wouldn't worry about, you are trying not keep secrets after all, but you are still uncomfortable with the idea of it all just spilling out from a mirror. Nobody likes getting their soul bared for the world to see, youkai, human, or god.
Frankly being asked at all is a little demeaning, and while you understand her position as a judge you have half a mind to argue.
But it's for Amu.
There is very little you won't do.
You meet Eiki's eyes. "Agreed, but we have something to discuss afterwards."
Eiki doesn't respond, she merely adjusts her grip on the mirror slightly in invitation. Letting out a breath you cast a gaze towards Suwako that hopefully gets across the message 'do not think less of me' before staring directly into the silver glass.
It shimmers like water, your image bouncing and swaying like a disturbed reflection. Then, at onc-
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You bound out of the estate on all fours, your hands and feet digging into the grass as you bound across the lawn towards the approaching party. Your front hands push against the dirt, allowing you to lift your legs before, with a mighty leap, you let loose your war cry. "Mother!"
Mother catches you in her arms, swinging you around to bleed your loose momentum before with a lurch you find yourself held resting in a bowed grip. Your single tail whips behind you most eagerly, and you give her your best 'innocent' look. "I did the chores, I helped the neighbors, I paid attention to dads lessons, I-"
You suddenly find yourself held forward and away from your mother, her brow arching.
You arch your own eyebrow back, doing your best to mimic her as you both smile at each other.
She cracks first. "Oh my yes, how diligent, I assume you want a reward for your efforts?"
You smile. "Books!"
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It is a simple pile of rocks in the middle of the forest, so deep and remote that even to this present day it has never been found nor touched. It stands there in silent effigy, untouched not by man or youkai, a testament to those who once lived.
There are over a hundred buried here, and yet not a single body to be found.
You stare at it, allowing yourself a moment of quiet, only bothering to breath when you feel a firm hand clamp onto your shoulder. Glancing to the side you meet the gaze of Takeshi, the older man looking somber but understanding. "You 'bout ready to go?"
The wind tears through the trees, a storm rolling in from the east to mark the occasion. Silently you nod, turning away from the rockpile and the burnt out village ruins beyond. "I am."
You never look back.
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"Big brother!"
With years of practice under your belt you duck, your arms shoot upwards to catch her as she narrowly misses the flying tack-hug aimed for your chest. With a squeal of childish glee she waves her arms, legs, and tail in the air wildly. Clear delight shining as bright as a summer's day in her young vulpine eyes.
You smile back, "what did I tell you about the tackling?"
The tail wags faster. "Don't do it!"
You narrow your gaze. "Then why did you?"
Akiya sticks out her tongue. "You said to never trust you."
"...Fuck."
You hear a rumble from across the house. It's either your mother raising her voice from you swearing around your sister or a tidal wave. "AYUMU!?"
Both you and Akiya glance towards the door. "Running time?" she asks.
Your actions as you transform into a fox holding a small child in its mouth speaks for itself.
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"Your move, chap." With a smirk Harrowman moves the queen across the board, placing it dangerously close to your king in the process.
"Me noticed." You reply, eyes scanning the boar-
"'I' noticed." Harrowman states, causing you to look up at the gentlemen. He is dressed in his usual attire, that being of someone begging to be robbed in Edo. Of course, you know far better than most that to do so is a rather… non-advisable idea. The man has more guns on him than most mercenary groups, and beyond that his charm could put a fox spirit to shame.
"... I noticed. Many apologies. Still learning language." You lean back into the plush chair as you study the board, your eyes briefly wandering over the western-style bar before you hear a series of loud 'pops' outside. The telltale sound of gunshots.
Harrowman's smirk turns into a full on grin. With a grunt he reaches over besides the chair and sets that odd round tall hat upon his head. A 'bowler' you believed he called it. "Well now, I do believe that is our cue."
There is a click as his hand reaches into his coat, and you follow him out of the bar without another word.
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You stare at the grave. It is ornate and regal.
She deserved more. It is tucked in the corner of the garden, deliberately put out of the way to be forgotten, to await the next in the cycle, supposedly. Allow the humans to believe what they will.
Your hands run across the lettering, the finest marble you could find and afford, it was the least you could do after she took you in. You bend down, carefully placing the brush on the lip of the stone just before her name.
"Goodbye Amu."
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"I… can honestly say I didn't see this coming."
Miza hugs the exorcist slightly tighter against her chest, her face a blissful smile as she looks at you. The exorcist… has very little problem with being pushed into the snow-woman's sizable bosom it seems. A rather amusing sight given how little they got along when you started to work with them both.
He extricates himself from her cold embrace with a mix of deft efficiency and years of strength training. Turning to you he grins. "Can't say ah did mi'self. But we were hopin' fer yer blessin'."
You blink, then blink again. "I'm… not exactly a religious man, and I more than likely never will be. So I'm rather concerned about what blessing you are hoping for me to give. That seems more your department anyway Taka."
Miza laughs, the air fogging as she does so. "We will be moving into the lands of Lady Haniyasushin, I was hoping you could put in a word for us."
You arch a brow. "I know of her vaguely, but I'll see what I can do."
Taka has but a moment to begin his thanks before he is once again shoved into the 'snow banks'.
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The man screams, his hands clawing against the dirt in a desperate grasp for purchase and light. They reach forward, mangled and bloodied to wrap around your ankle… then he pauses. His grip weakening as he realizes precisely what he is holding onto.
His face, pale and deathly stares up at you full of fright.
"P-please."
You stare back at him. Then smile as your form starts to fade from his view once again, replaced by in his mind, an endless expanse of black melting walls and things calling from the abyss of the endless labyrinth.
Your voice when you speak echoes. "That was four hundred years, only five-hundred and seventy five thousand more in the labyrinth."
His scream echoes as you lean back on the crate in the real world. Your foot idly poking his body laying curled on the ground as you do so.
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You run, a blazing silver fox dashing impossibly quickly across the rooftops, bleeding centuries of accumulated power in mere moments.
You aren't even certain what you're going to do, what you plan to accomplish, but still you run. You have five tails, now, but that power is untested, unrefined, underfed, and pyrokinesis was never your strong suit. You won't even put a dent in a fire of this size. It doesn't matter.
As you run, you pass over the shrieking masses of humanity running for their lives, and slam through what feels like a solid wall of terror. The emotions running wild, here... if a youkai fed off of those, they'd become powerful beyond all measure. A god, even.
It would twist them beyond the point of recovery, vile beyond your worst imaginings. You keep running, and the miasma only gets worse. The buildings beneath you are blazing in earnest, now, as humans squeeze through narrow streets, trampling each other underfoot in a mad frenzy.
The incendiaries littering the streets cut off paths and funnel the evacuees into far too tight paths, and with a moment of focus you bring your power to bear over them. A wave sweeps down the streets, and the bomblets' flames flare blue before vanishing entirely, clearing a path.
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As you approach you can hear the young woman shouting excitedly, though you notice she doesn't have anyone really listening to her or hanging around the stall. Whether that is due to excitability, or the on closer inspection rather shoddy construction of her display is up for debate. In either case you press onward.
"All youkai and travelers welcome to the Moriya Shrine! Food and Board available in exchange for work!" she shouts over the din, her voice carries rather impressively far… but gets little in the way of attention.
Ah, that would explain that at least, the other shrines appear to be housing people without the extra condition, still, a little work never hurt anybody.
"We can guarantee protection and peaceful living in exchange for work and faith!" she shouts once again, glancing around, not seeming to have noticed your approach.
"Oh... who am I kidding..." the girl says, slumping her shoulders in defeat behind the stall.
You come to a stop just in front of the stall, she hasn't noticed you… but given her visible state of exhaustion you are not surprised. She clearly has been here a while. Reaching over you gently rap your knuckles against the wood, startling her from her moping. "Good morning ma'am... I'm afraid I'm rather new in town, could you tell me about your shrine?"
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All heads turn towards Kanako as she speaks, and you stop your walking to within a good two feet of the goddess as she starts to gesticulate. "The Moriya have triumphed once more, a fine day's work. A fine mix of diplomacy and battle prowess to show our enemies why they must fear us." Clear and honest… joy is in her voice, a rarity that almost clashes with the strength of her words.
You smile at her exuberance. "I'd rather be loved than feared if I'm honest, tends to lead to less punching, but yes. We did well today."
Kanako turns her gaze towards you, a fire in her eyes and clear exhilaration on her face that she doesn't even bother trying to mask. You note Suwako standing just behind the goddess, her eyebrows quirked and a broad smile on her face. You have a moment to ponder that before you find yourself suddenly gripped by the front of your suit. "Kana-"
You were going to say something there, at least, you were pretty sure of it. Your brain has currently come to a screeching halt as you find the only thing you can taste is plums. Your ankle buckles as the goddess leans down, her lips locked firmly over yours. A thousand thoughts start to run through your head, a thousand different emotions and feelings are demanding your attention and that you pay precise attention to what is going on.
Then at once-
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It is over.
You blink, your head shaking automatically as a fierce pain stabs through it. A firm hand is on your shoulder, and yours moves automatically to grasp it as the wracking ache of your mind being sifted fades away.
It's Suwako's, and you don't bother letting go of it as you force your gaze into Eiki's. A small black and white cloth has moved to cover the mirror, shielding it from view to all present. Eiki's face meanwhile is an impassive mask, not the cool blank expression of one hiding their emotions no, this is like Suwako, where there are no emotions present at all.
When Eiki speaks it is full of weight, somehow even more than Yuuka manages to put into her words. "Your life is full of sin, as a youkai you are free from the cycle of reincarnation. But there is yet more good you can do to better the world. You are a liar and a vagabond, and you should do more to open yourself up to others. The Buddha does not condone keeping secrets."
Your gaze doesn't waver, and a few seconds later she speaks again.
"You have done well to get this far, there are many ways you can improve but you have done well indeed. What was it you wished to discuss?"
Glancing back you see Mokou has the same bored expression on her face while Reimu… is looking rather wide eyed actually. Suwako for her part has done her best to give you a look of empathy, her hand slipping from your shoulder when your eyes meet.
Turning back you lock gazes with Eiki once again. "Hieda no Akyuu seeks a reprieve from her duty, and I have come to beg as such. A goddess, Iwanagahime is willing to provide for her, but her sister has cursed her with eternal stasis. She cannot leave the mountain so she has requested someone come on her behalf to beg for release." You draw in a breath, pausing a moment to see if Eiki's expression changes before continuing. It doesn't. "She wishes to beseech the Yama to end her stasis and her life, in return she will aid Hieda no Akyuu."
Eiki continues staring at you a moment longer before nodding. "I will think on the matter, I shall visit your shrine in the morning personally to inform you of my decision."
You must have blinked in surprise, as Eiki smiles slightly and continues speaking. "The Hieda line has done great service for the Yama, we would not be averse to assisting… and I shall have the final say in either case."
You mull over the words a moment then nod. "Ten in the morning please, if possible. I have other appointments."
"Agreed."
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You step out of the building, your entire group having been silent as a grave as you exit. Once you hit the… decidedly non-fresh air you shudder. The headache is gone now, but you just saw several things you would have rather not have witnessed in such clarity once again. You can never forget… but you can usually just never think about what you don't like
Nobody says a word as you lift off, and by the time you've crossed the Higan again and have exited the road things have had the chance to get decidedly awkward. Landing back onto the dirt path before the 'barrier' between the living and the dead you look towards the group… only to see Mokou flying off and past you with a wave. "Have fun."
You watch her leave, then turn back to see Reimu and Suwako staring at you both. Reimu hasn't said a thing since you entered the judge's palace, mostly just watching you work and being somewhat awkward around Eiki. Surprisingly the first one to break the silence is Reimu however.
"If Eiki says no I'll kick that sister's ass. Usually works." Reimu says, gohei bouncing on her shoulder.
"I'll hold you to that. See you in the morning?"
The shrine maiden nods, then takes off following after Mokou… You know, you don't really understand Reimu. But she would make a good Moriy-
With a lurch you find yourself pulled to the side, a soft hum filling the air as a soft hand runs through your hair. You blink, then your brain catches up to realize that Suwako Moriya is hugging you. "... Suwako?"
She lets go, smiling in precisely the same joyful way she does in her smaller form. "Long day eh? Lets get back ta' home."
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Dinner was a quiet affair, if only because by the time you arrived Sanae was already serving it and both Kanako and herself were wholly distracted by the television. All the better to be honest, you wanted a bit of time to decompress and Sanae makes damn good rice.
Stepping back into your room your stretch your arms above your head, smiling slightly as the faint pop and slight twinge of pain that runs up and down both limbs as you do so. That was a… fascinating day, and tomorrow is shaping up to be equally as fascinating.
A distance rumble sounds out, a storm having been brewing ever since you got home. Then, with a familiar scent and a fairly calming sound you hear the rain begin to come down. The droplets causing a beautiful cacophony throughout the shrine as they hit the myriad surfaces of water, wood, and stone.
You can't help but smile as you step forward and remove your suit jacket, you are home. Past experiences asi-
Click.
You blink, turning around as the door to your house opens. Standing in the doorframe unbothered by the rain is Kanako, the goddess wearing her usual relaxation ensemble of jeans and a t-shirt. Without waiting for any form of invitation she steps inside, closing the door behind her without a sound.
"Ayumu."
…
"Kanako."
The goddess blinks, as if not expecting you to answer in that fashion before she lets out a huffed breath. "Suwako has informed me of everything. I am curious as to how you are feeling."
You sigh at that, deliberately. "I remember everything, I am… lucky that way. So this was less reliving past events and more being see to watch something I choose to ignore. Well, most of them anyway. I do have non-depressing memories, thank you."
She places a hand on her hip, a cocky smile gracing her face as she does so. "And here I expected you to be a sobbing mess on the floor."
You arch a brow at that. "I hardly think so, I would like to think I am made of sterner stuff than that."
Kanako nods and walks forward until she is about a foot away from you. Then without another word she leans forward to give you a quick almost bashful peck on the lips. When she leans back she is still smiling, though this one is less cocky and more… kind wouldn't be the word, compassionate. "You have grown, and for that I am proud. Never forget there are those here who care about you Ayumu."
"Of course."
She stares at you a moment, her hands idly opening and closing at her side before she nods once again. "Get some rest Ayumu, tomorrow shall be yet another busy day." Then, without waiting for a response she turns around and exits the way she came.
… Yes it shall be.
Turning back to your bed you find yourself smiling once again, and more than a little giddy. Yes Harrowman, you were naturally attractive and suave, but you certainly didn't need any fox charm to win over a goddess.
But now for the usual evening decision.
Chapter 138: Brutalism
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Going to sleep isn't particularly an issue, then again for you it never has been. Much like fights it seems you tend to face your nightmares head on… and quite a few of your dreams lately have been as such. Well, peaceful nightmares. You should probably still have Satori or Suwako look into that, it probably isn't healthy.
But then again neither is being a Moriya so who are you to judge? Well, as much as one can judge their own brain anyway. Gods know that Sanae seems to believe yours is shrinking by the day. The only sounds in your room come from outside, a harsh whistling wind shows that a storm is brewing, and quite quickly by the sound of things. It is shrill and loud enough to drown out the sound of the pond outside.
You've always liked rainy days, made it rather easy to do what you tended to do for work. But for now it is time for sleep, not making any spellcards or doing anything particularly… nefarious. No, that is for tomorrow.
With a sigh you put on more for Suwako's ever-listening benefit, you slide into the bed, sleep quickly finding you.
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The transition from you falling asleep and entering a dream is rapid. And rather unwelcome to be honest. You are cold, damn cold. Where before you were warm you are now seemingly in the middle of a winter's blizza-
You blink, the harsh cold having been replaced by a gentle warmth and… sounds. Your eyes refocus, and you look up from your now remarkably different bed to realize you are back in your third Edo home. Cheap tatami flooring is spread around, with furniture and… rather fascinating objects you choose not to think of the history of all over the place.
But there are full bookshelves, so that is nice.
Swinging your legs around the side of the bed you slowly push yourself up. Your mind idly wondering if you should perhaps just buy out Kosuzu's shop before your eyes trail over to the door. It is closed, the thin paper not revealing anything of the outside world. Glancing about a moment you search visually for any colored figures… but to no avail. You are alone in this home, though that doesn't mean you don't have company.
No, the sound of rich laughter and running water is coming from outside. Sounding to you like some form of river party that were so popular in the farming villages of old. Which means you have more than likely ended up in either the dream of a hick. Or someone rather old. Or Suwako, who is possibly both. She likes to play up that aesthetic.
With a short intake of breath you walk forward, and slide open the door.
Outside is… rather pleasant actually.
The door opens to a wide and circular grassy cavern. You appear to be smack dab in the middle of some form of mountain. It isn't carved, or at least not carved well. Tall walls easily fifty to sixty feet high rise until they peak in a circular hole just as wide. It lets in bright and fresh sunlight, revealing the cavern as a whole. It is civilized. Well, no, not 'civilized'. Lived in. A river or particularly large stream is off to the run, running rather quickly from one hole in the mountain to another.
Splashes come from it, and your eyes narrow as you see a rather sizable group of women working in the water. They are wearing clothing from the Heian period, their skirts tied up so that they can work in the knee-deep water without issue. They are busy cleaning clothes and skinning fish, and given the general melancholy and dirt suffusing them you are willing to bet they aren't particularly happy about the situation. That and more than a few are wearing rather bloody bandages.
Glancing back up you stare up through the peak… of which further beyond faintly hidden by clouds are several more. You aren't much one for mountaineering, but those peaks are familiar to you. Mt. Ooe.
You breathe in slowly, then turn your head to the left from where you heard the loud voices.
… Neat.
There is a semi-open wooden structure against the far west end of the cave. It is little more than supports and walls upon which are hung various trophies and prizes of war. And far more… gruesome things. Easily a dozen people are there, all arranged around a large throne made of bright white wood and bone.
You immediately regret thinking that the outside was pleasant when you take in the scene as a whole. Sitting upon the throne is a very large woman, probably topping around twenty feet tall. Her skin is a light red, and she is dressed in very basic clothing made of animal skin and bandage. Her hands, gargantuan, rest upon the armrests of the throne. Each capped with a skull that her fingers are dipping into the eye sockets of. A pair of horns extends from her head, both seemingly made of wood and curling up in a sadly familiar fashion.
Suika Ibuki. Or rather, the facial features match along with the horns. If your assumption is correct then that would make her an alias for Shuten Douji. Which would mean sitting next to her is…
Three other figures, making up the four Oni of Mt. Ooe. A blonde is to her immediate left, around thirteen or fifteen feet tall with a single red horn sticking out of her forehead. Unlike Suika she is wearing armor, of simple make and heavy leather. She is happily sitting at Suika's side, drinking from a wide red sake dish. Yuugi.
To Suika's right is a figure only slightly shorter than Yuugi, she has horns on her head much like Suika does, but these are far shorter and made of bone. Her hair is long and trails down her back and is the same color of her eyes, that being a very light red. She honestly reminds you of Kasen, at least, the hair color matches along with the facial features… well, as much as the facial features can match, what with the gigantism caused by the size difference. But you don't know enough about the woman to say. That, and the woman doesn't have horns.
The final oni sitting just right of the pink haired figure has long white hair, and her you recognize immediately. If only because you have yet to see another oni with white hair and bright red horns sticking straight up from her forehead. She is the shortest of the bunch, probably topping out at ten feet tall. She is also wearing armor, though of a far lesser degree than Yuugi is. It is the same oni you've seen drinking with Suika in the underground.
She is wearing a long white robe with an animal pelt serving as a cloak around her waist. Bracers are on her arm, and she is leaning back against a very very large club made of stone with golden spikes on it. She is laughing uproariously, apparently sharing a tale with the pink haired oni that the listener isn't too fond of. Sitting in front of her is a woman, obviously dead and exsanguinated. The lifeless body kneeling by the sitting white-haired woman in a heap.
Around them are all women that are obviously servants. All except two. A young man wearing the traditional garb of a priest. His head is bowed low as he slowly sips from a sake dish. Sitting next to him is….
Is…
Well. You do suppose if that is Shuten Douji she would have met a Fujiwara at least once in her life.
Sitting next to the priest is Fujiwara no Mokou. She is slightly different, though that is only in hair color. In contrast to the stark white she has now, here her hair is a deep and dark black with splotches of white in it. Making her actually look remarkably like the back end of a skunk. She is dressed in the same priestly garb, and if your hunch is correct and you are remembering your legends correctly this is just before the false priests trick Shuten-douji and kill them.
You glance back towards the home… only to see that it is gone. The wooden doorframe you were holding onto has disappeared, leaving your hand clasping empty air.
… Well, might as well.
You step forward, only to step on something rather hard. Blinking you glance down to see the white face of a woman staring up at you. Her skin is nearly devoid of color and her lips are completely blue. Her eyes, wide, stare up in an empty expression of shock. Whatever killed her was apparently fast.
Lovely.
You stare at it a moment then look towards the 'party'. Changing your clothes to something more appropriate to the Heian period as you do so. Your previously 'nice' clothes change to that of a simple farmer, dirty and ragged. A rather useful disguise, and something rather good to make you seem non-threatening.
Well, more non-threatening than you even usually are anyway. The workers pay you no mind as you move, and nobody stops you or says anything as you walk into the wooden structure where the oni are currently partying. Well, at first anyway.
You have only passed a good few feet into the structure when you hear a distinctively animalistic growl. You pause, your foot halting as Suika… Shuten Douji has moved her head to stare directly at you. "Another priest?"
Her voice thunders, much in the same way Kanako does when she is feeling suitably dramatic. Yet… somehow you can't help but see this as more threatening. You bow deeply. "No my lord, I am but a simple farmer here to bring tribute."
The other oni stare at you, the one with the white hair the most closely. Suika stares at you, judging your worth. Before the corner of her mouth crooks up in a smirk.
"Yer bold ta enter the lair of Shuten-Douji, the ruler of this mountain and this land bo-..." She blinks. Then slowly reaches beside the throne to produce a very familiar looking purple sake gourd. Though this time its size has been roughly quadrupled. She takes a long swig of it, her eyes not leaving you all the while. Letting out a pleased sigh once she stop she fully focuses on you again. "Ya look familiar boy."
You hear a thump, and glance to the side to see another woman lying dead besides the white-haired woman. She is also exsanguinated, and the white oni is notably rather messy with blood. She is grinning at you, and before you or anyone else can say anything she stands up, the club moving to rest on her shoulder as she stares down at you. "Lord Shuten-Douji, this newcomer offends me with his lack of proper courtesy and announcement. Might I eat him?"
Suika laughs, one hand moving to slap against the throne and causing the entire cavern to shake. "Do so, but make sport of it!"
… Fuck.
With a slam that shakes the earth the club impacts the floor, a large dent made in the rocky surface before she moves to grip it in both hands. "Be honored whelp! I! Torakuma Douji will wipe your pathetic existence from this earth!"
…
Everytime.
Though especially with oni.
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Well, this is going about as well as you expected. Admittedly you weren't expecting much in the way of diplomacy from the likes of Shuten Douji. Normally you would have been concerned, faced with an Oni so casually excited by the prospect of your death, but seeing as this is a dream you weren't… particularly worried actually. Worst comes to worst someone decides to see what all of your blood looks like outside your body and you wake up. You glance back towards Suika and Fujiwara, neither making a move as Torakuma charges you in, for all intents and purposes, the speed of a snail. With an exhalation of breath your staff is summoned as time returns to normal.
The sound hits you a moment later, a roaring boom not unlike a thunderclap sounds through the cave as Torakuma flashes forward. You catch her every fragment of a moment, her form just barely visible. Then with an audible rush of air she swings the club around, the heavy metal screaming through the air like a bomb in descent.
*Clack*
With a jerk you swing your staff to the side. The upper half of it slapping into the club and halting it in place immediately. You lean to the side as the club pushes the staff ever so slightly, but you can't help the small smirk from coming to your face from the utterly shellacked expression on the oni's face.
Her eyes have widened dramatically, her arm shaking from the sudden stop. Your smirk transitions to a full blown grin as you allow the six tails to bursts from concealment. She is hilariously stronger than you, but since when do you have to play fair in dreams? You never really try to manipulate them all that much, just as a matter of courtesy, but at the moment you don't care, and you don't actually know who this dream belongs to.
You press your staff against hers, her feet skidding back as your strength overwhelms her own. With an audible growl she leaps back, her feet digging into the rock before with another explosion of force she charges forward again. Both of her hands this time are on the club, swinging it around as her eyes visibly flash red.
You raise the staff again.
*Cla-CRASH*
The staff blocks the club, then with an audible crack you watch with widened eyes as the staff explodes into wooden splinters. You only have a hair of a moment to study this, as with another far louder crack the club tears through your body and splits you in half.
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Your eyes snap open, one hand reflexively moving to grip your legs as the other summons your staff. It is whole, held firmly in your hand and not shattered into a thousand separate chunks of wood. You keep your eyes on it, turning it around in your hand as you study the black wood. It's as flawless as when you got it, unbreakable and perfect.
With a sigh you allow the staff to fall back to the floor, once again a bracelet.
What… was that?
Your ears perk, waiting for the telltale sign of Suwako or Kanako peeking in, but there is nothing before you fall back asleep.
You don't dream.
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By the time you wake up it is early morning, a quick and groggy glance at your phone showing it to be seven in the morning. Which… gives you an hour before the Hatate and Aya arrive, and a little less than that for the tengu workforce. More than you need, but not the most restful night you've had in a while by any stretch of the imagination.
Blinking you slowly sit up, the light is pouring in through your window, illuminating the bracelet sitting on the floor… and the spell card beside it.
It is a relatively simple design, the card has a purple cloudy background with golden chains running across it. Below the chains in equally golden text are the words-
'Drunken Dream - Art of Segaki Binding'
Well… that doesn't actually answer much as to who this card belongs to. Segaki is a Buddhist tradition, and given the garb that Fujiwara was wearing it could belong to her. But the 'drunken' part of the card also would allow any of the oni to claim credit as well. Unlike some of your cards there is no silhouette or anything else identifying on it, so until you try it out or someone recognizes it you are frankly out of luck.
… Not that you are in particular hurry to go showing this to either party, Mokou tends to be grumpy and you aren't the biggest fan of the oni's stance on honesty. It isn't that you don't respect it or understand it, just that you'd never do it: the natural order of things. They are upfront and tell the truth, foxes lie and work sneakily.
You place it onto the pile, then slip the entire stack into your pocket as you move to grab your clothes. You have an interview this morning, the first you've had planned in quite some time. You are going to look your absolute best and make this conversation go precisely how you mean to. But that also means that you need someone else to do your dirty work this morning.
Suit slung over your shoulder you open your phone and send a quick message to Sanae. 'Would you kindly mind escorting the tengu when they arrive today? You would be the best to tell them what work needs to be done out back, and I shall be busy entertaining Aya and Hatate.'
You start to slip your phone into your pocket before the thing is nearly fumbled out of your hand, a loud chime and a buzz coming from it as you get a reply in mere seconds. Glancing down you turn the screen back on.
'Sure! 🐸7'
… Thank you, Sanae. You continue to be odd but strikingly adorable.
Slipping out of the house you make your way into the background and get the water started as you stare at your reflection. You turn your head this way and that as you mold your jaw into something a tad sharper and more aligned with tengu tastes. Once it fogs over you hop in and get as clean as you can for the days' events. If you had to guess this shall be a social battle, which when Eiki arrives it will more than likely turn into an actual battle inside the mountain itself with your luck.
That, or Eiki will show up with a sudden and inexplicable desire to turn you into her new fur coat, wouldn't be the first time. Hell, it wouldn't even be the first time since you arrived in Gensokyo, come to think of it.
One cleanup later and you find yourself standing outside the shrine proper, leaning against the post and feeling remarkably full from a quick and simple Sanae breakfast. She basically threw together some form of… rolled breakfast… sandwich thing. Apparently her own invention and rather spicy. It was filling though, and she then rather quickly disappeared out front once Momiji and the motley band of tengu arrived.
There was a good sixty or so of them, far more than you honestly expected… though Tenma has never been one to let you down since you've arrived. She is easily one of the most efficient leaders you've had the pleasure of meeting, and were you not already courting someone rather possessive you would have thought about possibly seeking something more political.
But instead it is a purely professional (and paid) relationship, one that suits you just fine. Actually come to think of it you haven't seen Kanako around this morning, she wasn't there at breakfast, nor was she out in the yard. Suwako was, though she didn't seem particularly worried about anything. Which being how Kanako operates means you shouldn't be eit-
A flap of wings announces the appearance of your two guests. Aya lands first, a happy and friendly smile on her face as her feet press into the firm ground of the shrine. She is dressed ina rather… informal but interesting ensemble. A brown reporters outfit that wouldn't have looked out of place in the 1920's. She has a bag that she is rather quickly retreiving a pen and paper from, and she rather cheekily adjusts the brown newsboys cap on her head as she leans forward. "Intervie-"
Aya apparently either didn't notice the other flap or mistook it with her own, as with a slight gust of air Hatate lands just beside her. Hatate apparently took your request to dress sharply to heart, as she is wearing a very traditional black robe that lays across her like a form of long tabard. A white robe is underneath it to cover her arms and end in very wide and Suwako-like sleeves. Opposed to the modern-ish black shoes Aya is wearing, Hatate is wearing the classical red platform shoes of the tengu, and with a shuffle she reaches into her oversized sleeves and produces her phone. "Intervie-"
Both tengu stop talking mid-sentence, their eyes narrowing as they glare at one another.
You grin. "How lovely the both of you could make it, I apologize for the noise in advance." You gesture down the hill, having deliberately set yourself up leaning against a post behind the shrine where you knew they could see you but also see the large amount of tengu working down in the arena. At your request they started to dig out the pit you've seen in the dreams, nowhere near urgent of course. But you wanted Aya and Hatate to see you are working rather closely with their kind, and also make them look terrible if they got into a fight.
The effect works, both of them stare at the workers a moment before focusing on you.
Check.
Now, for the interview.
Chapter 139: Gift of Eternity
Chapter Text
With a smile you raise your hand above your head and snap your fingers. The click of your thumb and middle finger echoes deliberately across the grounds. With the sound of a jingling bell a table appears between you both, it is made of fine wood, far finer than you have encountered outside of Kanako's materials. Because would it really be Kanako if something wasn't simply the best?
Anyway, arranged in a triangle so that each one is facing the group, is three seats. They are made of the same fine wood, and in front of them daintily rests tea and biscuits. The whole affair wouldn't look out of place in some English manor, which is the point. Both tengu turn back slightly as two copies of yourself appear behind them, then with a flourish your duplicates pull the seat back, hand sweeping to offer them a place.
Hatate seems taken aback, rather obviously out of her element. Aya meanwhile accepts the offer graciously, with a confident step she walks around the chair and sits down on it, one leg swinging over the other as she leans forward to put her elbows on the table. Her eyebrow is crooked as if in challenge, and with a careful movement she plucks her teacup off of its dolly and takes a sip. Her eyes widen briefly as the liquid hits her tongue, then the close again as she lets out a thoughtful hum.
Letting it drop again her eyes snap open to focus on you. "Twinings, how exotic."
Your smile grows slightly, and you sit down yourself as Hatate finally does so. "For Gensokyo perhaps, it was always a favorite of mine. A gift from an old friend of mine."
Your eyes drift over to Hatate, the tengu is holding the cup up and is taking experimental sniffs. Setting it back down she instead grabs one of the biscuits and looks at you.
"So, what abou-"
"Your relationship wit-"
Both tengus blink and look at each other, and you raise a hand before they can try again. "I assume your question was in regards to Kanako? I would imagine that is a most… fascinating piece of news to the tengu."
They both turn to look at you, and you in that split moment of time rattle off a mental message to Kanako. 'Do you want me to just tell them flat out? (Tentative)'
The response comes from Kanako shortly after the two tengu nod. 'Indeed. (Prideful)'
… Still not used to that form of conversation. Shaking your head near imperceptibly you lean forward yourself, idly grabbing onto your own teacup. "Kanako and myself have been in a relationship for a few days now, our personalities mesh rather well and she is frankly a wonderful woman. However beyond that I would humbly request our privacy be respected."
Aya regains her smile, and this one looks roughly like she just spotted a particularly tasty looking rabbit on the ground. She sees prey. "Oh? And how did all of this come about? Gensokyo wants to know."
Unfortunately you are a fox, not some animal of prey. "I'm afraid I have no further detail to give, myself. If you want to of course you can press Kanako for more information, I'm sure she would be most… obliging to speak of her private life."
Aya leans back in her seat, not visibly bothered by the threat.
Hatate uses that for an opportunity, the tengu having already taken a rather sizable bite out of the biscuit. "You said you would tell me your life story."
You smile, thinly. "I said nothing of the sort. I stated I would tell you of my life in Gensokyo, and that I would see fit to answer any questions I saw fit to regarding relationships and gossip." You then take a sip of your tea, the liquid disappearing the moment it touches your lips with no flavor. You then pause, idly looking down at the cup as you raise your hand for a moment's pause. Do you wish to…? Well, you suppose there is very little reason to hide anymore.
"If you must know I am Ayumu, Shinshi of the Moriya and a fox spirit." You then set the cup down and stare at them. "Though I suppose you both knew that already."
Neither tengu move or say anything, both sensing you aren't quite done talking yet.
"My family name is Shinjo, I am a scion of the Shinjo clan and their finest illusionist." It does admittedly feel odd to say that, but in a roundabout way it is the truth. That and unlike when you first arrived most anyone who knows you by reputation knows you are an illusionist at this point. That, and the fact that Hatate is enjoying her biscuit is plenty proof that just because you know someone is capable of illusions doesn't mean you can't still fall for them.
Aya takes the opportunity to ask her own question. "Then perhaps the mysterious man should start with his story so far in Gensokyo?"
She is giving you the same smile she did back when you first met her, that being put upon friendliness. Not that the woman isn't friendly, far from it. You've met far more belligerent tengu, but this is that little extra journalist's touch that she tends to put on.
You give her the same smile back and start your tale. "I arrived with the last wave, and upon my arrival I discovered the most adorable young woman I had seen in many a year..."
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You lean back, satisfied as you catch them up to what can reasonably be considered the present. It was all carefully maintained of course, and you kept any of the more particularly private details out. But both tengu were rather surprised by how deeply you were willing to go into the incidents and their investigations.
Long notes are in front of Aya, the tengu having started writing rather furiously once she realizes you were telling her… quite a bit more than you normally would. Hatate is much the same, though in that case you can replace quick penmanship with rapid typing on the phone in what you assume is shorthand.
You meanwhile are currently feeling a slight twinge in your legs. The chairs are imaginary, which means for the past hour and a half you've been holding yourself up with a flight card and idly flexing your ankles so it looks like you are fully resting. Aya and Hatate aren't quite as aware of the full extent of the illusion as you are however, so they are rather unbothered. A rather interesting trick, and one you haven't had to perform before.
… If only due to the fact that before coming to Gensokyo you couldn't fly without someone throwing you.
Back to the table, the tea has been empty and refilled multiple times, and both tengu are hard at work getting their notes and thoughts together as workers bark behind you down the hill, sometimes literally. Your eyes move from the tengu to the grounds, Kanako has taken to leaning against one of the far posts, the tengu having noticed her presence but making no moves about it. Whether that means Aya is currently cowed about bringing up your relationship is anyone's guess. But at the moment the goddess has a small smile of approval on her face as her eyes meet yours.
Suwako meanwhile is… missing actually, but with her that means very little. She is somewhere. Watching. Always.
Aya speaks up first, her pen stilling in her hands as her eyes meet your own. "I appreciate the information, now for gossip." The word gossip pops as it leaves her lips, and you can rather easily tell it is a word she enjoys. "Nine tailed fox?"
You grin. "Such a common thing to attribute to foxes. Must like how all tengu must be dai-tengu, all foxes must have nine tails." Shaking your head you allow your fox ears to unfold from your hair. The tails stay hidden, if only because they'd ruin the illusion of the chair. "No, I am a six tailed fox and am quite happy with the arrangement thank you. It allows me to focus on simpler things instead of worrying about the power plays of creator deities." You tilt your head slightly then flit your eyes over to Kanako. "The Moriya Shrine actually aided in my acquisition of my sixth taith. Their power is most generous."
Kanako's smile grows almost imperceptibly.
"Could you put that in scale?" Hatate asks. "In terms of power?"
"I cannot, any good fox fights with their words, not with spellcards or fists… though admittedly Gensokyo has not been a place for good foxes to prosper. " You shake your head and wave your hand for extra emphasis. "In any case it isn't something that can be quantified like that, different foxes are good at different things. While I certainly have a rather large well of magic to draw upon I use it differently than another clan would. It isn't like comparing a tengu to a dai-tengu, or an oni to one of Shuten Douji's court." Smiling thinly you cast your gaze over at Aya. "As a fellow member of the 'big three' as the humans like to describe our types, I do believe you understand how we act from myth to myth changes drastically."
Aya nods. "Quite, and speaking of your words. There have been reports of you making inroads with every faction present in Gensokyo. Given your track records with incidents that does seem to be the case. Care to go into further detail?"
"I haven't been making inroads at all, the Moriya have. I am but their representative."
Hatate speaks up, the girl has taken to leaning across the table with her hands planted atop it for support. "Then what is their goal?"
"What else would a shrine seek" To grow and gain allies, of course. Anything I do is for the shrine." Tilting your head slightly you stare past them. "Though it appears this interview has gone longer than I expected: such a shrine task is actually coming up now. I must thank you both for your time but Suwako will be seeing you off."
The goddess in question appears between them both, smiling and thankfully not annoyed at being put on the spot. You 'sit up' and walk past both of the tengu, ignoring the look of shock on their faces as you walk calmly towards Eiki. The judge only just landed, and she is dressed in the same finery she was yesterday. That being the blue, black, and white dress with the judge's cap. She is holding the same rod as yesterday as well in both hands in front of her, her face impassive as she watches your approach.
Perfectly timed.
You bow low in respect. "I welcome you to the shrine, Eiki, and I thank you for coming at the time I requested."
You hear a flap of wings as you rise, and instead of two excited tengu ready to ask Eiki questions you instead see them flying past you overhead. Both are making wide turns over the mountain to dive towards the Tengu Village at high velocity.
Eiki doesn't care. Instead the judge nods. "I have come to a decision. I will be meeting the goddess in person to render judgment, you have ten minutes to prepare."
An entire ten minutes?
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You bow your head, "If you will pardon me I have someone to fetch, by your leave? I shall be back within ten minutes."
Eiki nods back, stepping to the side as you take off into the air. The flight card was already in your grip from the interview, which does give you a slight head start. The absolute flood of the magic into the card and your body does a lot more than that. Fur sprouts from your limbs as you blaze through the air, wind whipping against your face as the waterfall becomes a blur behind you.
Your eyes sting before they change shape, fur growing across your face as your eyes become more slitted and vulpine. Your senses sharpen immediately, the faint taste of moisture in the air, a shout of a kappa somewhere in the forest, someone in the Tengu Village is grilling salmon. You smile, then push harder.
The plains pass by you in a blur, and with a… stable stop you find yourself landing in front of the Hieda compound. Your feet dig into the earth, as do your two front paws as you dig a small trench on her front lawn in an attempt to stop before you crash into the building. A strangled gasp escapes the gardener you landed next to, and you throw him a grin before your run past him and into the building. Slamming the door open you see Akyuu behind her desk surrounded by noblemen. The woman has propped up her head with a hand, clearly struggling through the processions.
All eyes turn to you as the door hits the stop loud enough to shake it, and you announce your arrival in the way the Moriya have taught you. "Hieda no Akyuu! I have come to kidnap you!"
With another burst of speed you move forward, appearing in front of her desk and grabbing her by the back of her kimono like a newborn cub. She fights like one as well, letting out a shriek before pounding against your fur-covered arm with all of her might. It is about as effective as a newborn pup as well, and you ignore the gaping mouths of the noblemen in the room as you hoist her onto your shoulder and stride out the front door. She lets out another shriek as you take off in the air, wind sending her hair into disarray as you clear the village with a burst of speed.
She hardly stops the entire way back, and you finally (gently) let her down in front of the shrine… and right in front of the new pond being dug. Suwako is overseeing the work, and she turns to look at you with a grin from where she was overlooking the workers. You didn't see them before, you were behind the shrine… and in the moment you could have noticed you were rather distracted by base excitement.
The 'pond' in this case being roughly a swimming pool, it goes about two dozen feet in each direction going by the lumber being set out. It appears the literal golden statue wasn't quite enough for the curse goddess.
Hieda cares not, she is busy trying to accomplish the impossible task of fixing her hair from her sudden acceleration and wind-lashing. Shaking her head she lets out a sigh, having rather quickly found it to be a task on par with one of Kaguya's of old.
"My apologies, it was rather urgent that I get yo-"
Akyuu shakes her head, turning to look at you with a slight smile. "The shouting was for show, I am rather relieved to be out of that damnable meeting." Turning her head back she looks around the work of the shrine curiously. "Whatever do you need me fo-"
The words die in Akyuu's throat once she notices Eiki standing next to Suwako. With one smooth practiced motion Akyuu clasps her hands in front of her waist and bows deeply to the judge.
"Rise." Eiki says quietly.
Akyuu does so, shooting rather demure glances your way as she waits for someone to explain the situation.
"Eiki shall be coming with us today to meet Iwanagahime. I elected you to come as well, in case your presence became necessary — that, and I expect you wanted to be there for this."
Akyuu blinks, then blinks again. "Forgive me Ayumu, but I didn't expect you to actually beseech one of the judges so readily."
You smile at her, dropping the fox form as you do so. "You needed it, didn't you?"
Her hands unclasp, and she fidgets for a moment before she walks over and throws her arms around your shoulders. Her voice when she speaks is barely over a whisper. "No matter what happens I am grateful, though please warn me beforehand next time."
You nod, one hand moving to rub her head lightly before she steps away.
The sound of crunching dirt fills the air as Eiki walks to look at you both, a flat expression on her face. "Are you ready to depart?"
You give her your best apologetic look. "One… small thing. Kanako?"
"Hmm?" the goddess steps out of one of the side buildings, literally. Arms crossed before her bust as she stares at you.
"Both Sanae and Suwako shall be rather busy with the expansion efforts, might I request the escort of the best goddess on this quest?"
The grin she gives you serves as an answer.
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The entrance is the same as the last time you were here, that being unnaturally dark to the point where your enhanced vision cannot pierce more than a foot through it. There is a sense of… foreboding to it, it reminds you of some of the darker more hidden places in Tokyo. Things go here to die, and there are things in here that life was meant to forget.
So a natural place for youkai to hide out. Neither Eiki or Kanako are particularly impressed, Eiki entering first followed closely by Kanako. You follow immediately after the goddess, Akyuu taking up the rear and rather tightly gripping your sleeve much like the last time you were here.
Stepping through the difference is immediate, the scent of death is… still faintly here, but nowhere near as oppressive as before. Admittedly at this point the last time you could only faintly detect the blood and decay before, but now it is barely there at all.
With a snap of your fingers blue fire fills the cave, silhouetting the two figures up ahead and causing long and twisted shadows to cover the walls. The flame is more for Akyuu's sake, as this time around she doesn't have her lantern. Your steps echo throughout the cave, and before you know it you are passing a familiar body and entering that larger cavern. The girl has decayed rapidly, the flesh having rotten away to reveal bone underneath. She hasn't bloated surprisingly, just… rotted there.
Your eyes snap from the body to the cave system, looking around for the you-
There.
Sitting against the far wall is the old woman, her head lolled back against the rock. Her chest doesn't move, and the unnatural paleness (beyond what was already) present, shows the woman as having died since you last came here. There is no sign of violence, no sign of struggle or anything of that nature. Instead a blissful and happy smile rests on the woman's face, her eyes open and starchy white from how long they have been so.
She sits there, in a frozen moment in time, having died fulfilled.
Eiki continues moving to the other end of the cavern, either uncaring or unbothered by the sights around her. Kanako herself pauses briefly at the sight of the youkai's corpse, her hand resting momentarily on the hilt of her blade before she too follows after Eiki.
Akyuu… "What happened to her?"
You stare at the body a moment longer before following after Kanako, speaking quietly so as to not disturb the dead. "Not all minds consumed by the madness of becoming youkai are fully shattered. In the end… some simply withdraw from their circumstances into memories of a better one when you give them the chance. She saw what she wished for the most and ceased to be."
Eiki pauses at the edge of the cavern and turns around, her eyes flitting from body to body stoically. If you had to guess you would say she more than likely saw these spirits already, being the judge of Gensokyo all that dies within its borders is of her jurisdiction. To that end she is neither surprised or particularly bothered by their presence.
With a faint glow to her eyes the room is filled by brief puffs of light, the corpses in the room, including the youkai's, disappearing in sparks of flashfire. The only thing remaining being faint ashes and drifting motes of light.
Nodding to herself Eiki turns back around and continues through the cave without a word, leaving you all to follow.`
Passing through you enter a far narrower cave, the walls slick to the touch and the air humid. Kanako is forced to duck over some of the overhangs, you as well. Akyuu and Eiki for their part have no trouble due to their shorter stature, though Akyuu has the most trouble moving, being forced to grip you rather tightly to keep her balance on the slick as glass floor. The rough stone of the cave quickly smoothes out as you go along, rough rock becoming flat and reflective.
You pass through that as well, coming onto the long rock bridge that crosses the mountain. Waterfalls cascade down the walls, illuminated by floating blue lanterns that dance through the air. Their light isn't dimmed by the water as they pass through it, instead they cause the falling water to take on a bright blue glow every few moments as a lantern spirit dives through it.
The cavern is much the same as the last time you were here, slick stone marked by odd bits of carved rock and masonry. Signs that people lived here once in the past, both on this path and from the crumbling ruins built into the rocks themselves. Kanako looks at them curiously and you speak up as you walk. "Are any of these familiar to you? They seem ancient."
Kanako stares at one in particular, what appears to be the shattered and collapsed remnants of an old temple complex built atop a rocky plateau. Half of it has fallen away, the rock underneath it having gone into the endless expanse of black and… nothingness. Causing the entire structure to sag under its own weight, and the weight of the lichen and moss growing all over it. Strange markings and signs appear all over it, concentric patterns chiseled in the rock in seemingly random locations. "These would be from the time of Suwako if not earlier. The patterns are nothing I recognize, a forgotten nature god perhaps."
You continue walking, passing by the destroyed edifices and towers of the civilization that once inhabited the mountain. Nothing is here besides you all, and you all walk below the light of the dancing lanterns as you make your way to the otherside of the cavern to Iwanagahime's abode. Eiki ignores the lanterns, which, to be fair, she has ignored practically everything besides the corpses. The woman isn't one for wanton emotion it seems, something that you noticed at your first meeting and something that has only become more prevalent on this trip. She… doesn't ever let anything slip, she isn't emotionless like Suwako is, she is just stoic to the point of being nearly lifeless. You suppose her job would require as such; she has seen the best and worst of humanity and youkai and has had to judge both equally and fairly.
She actually rather reminds you of Kanako, if you were to compare it to something, though that would be loose. You dealt with your trauma by hiding from it, Kanako attacked it… Eiki just simply is. Though given her role as a Yama she may be suitably designed to just ignore it, her kind would have likely gone insane if they weren't. Still, stoic, and Kanako has been as well.
Akyuu has been doing her best to put on a brave face, though she seems to be having a rather hard time staying calm and collected. Whether that is due to the excitement or fear you aren't quite sure.
You make it the rest of the way through the cavern, then like someone turning on a switch light invades your senses. The passage between the cavern to Iwanagahime's home is both immediate and dramatic, sunlight pouring down from above and causing you to blink to adjust to adjust. Stale air assaults your senses, along with the gentle sound of a harp.
Your eyes turn towards the sound, where sitting on the front porch is Iwanagahime. Her fingers long and slender plucking at a harp sitting on her lap. A small smile on her face as the notes fill the air. Of course, this lasts until the moment you all fully enter the open room, her hand landing on the harp to still the strings as she looks up at you.
Her eyes widen dramatically as she takes in the assembled party standing at the edge of her domain, her eyes in particular focusing on Eiki. "Youuuuuuu have heeeeeeld your prooomise to meeee."
You nod your head, but before you can speak Eiki starts to walk again. A faint hissing fills the air, the black snakes you witnessed the last time you were here crawling out of the earth to watch her as she walks. None dare to draw near to the judge, and the few that are in her path slither out of the way as she approaches the home.
As Eiki approaches Iwanagahime stands, the yukata slightly shifting on her shoulders to reveal an ugly wound on her right shoulder. Bone and muscle showing through a hole in the skin. An almost… childlike eagerness is on the goddess's face, a sprinkling of that and what appears to be hope as she lets the harp fall to the wayside. It lands on the porch with a clatter, several of the strings popping as it lands to make a discordant 'twang' sound through the air.
Eiki stops before the goddess, Iwanagahime a good two heads taller than the judge, and her blue skin along with her incredible gauntness make her seem wholly… alien. With the sound of shuffling fabric Eiki is holding the mirror, the goddess immediately averting her eyes upon the sight of it. "Gaze into the mirror so that all of your past acts may be known. I shall know your past deeds and cast judgment."
The goddess flits her gaze back, and in the brief moment she witnesses her reflection she locks up. Her entire body goes rigid like she was frozen, then, her fingers start to twitch. Myriad voices, distant and frantic can be heard. They blend together rapidly, too rapidly to separate them from one another. Like a distant crowd the sounds of a life mesh and blend to the point of being one discordant orchestra.
Then, it is over.
The 'trial' lasts only a minute, and you never got around to asking how long yours took to know if that is normal or not. Iwanagahime shakes her head rapidly, her eyes snapping onto Eiki's face once she recovers. She opens her mouth to speak, but Eiki, true to form, beats her to it.
"Your soul is black, yet you are not beyond repentance."
Iwanagahime shakes her head. "Iiiiiit is muuuuch tooooo late for repentaaaaaance. Have yooooou come to fiiiiiinally end my suuuuuuffering?"
Eiki takes another step forward, the snakes rising up and hissing as she does so. You tense, one hand moving to grab at your spellcards while the other gets ready to push Akyuu behind you. Kanako is just as ready, a brief rumble sounding as she flicks the hilt of her blade, causing a small amount of steel to shine in the light.
Then another rumble sounds out, with the sound of crashing earth golden ropes launching themselves out of the ground and latch onto Iwanagahime's limbs. They glow, far brighter than the sunlight pouring into this place. With a pained groan Iwanagahime is sent slamming back into her own porch, one rope is on each limb and one is tied around her neck, the ropes phasing into the wood of the home to bind her in place.
The snakes attempt to approach, but they fizzle out of existence close to the judge. She ignores them, walking up and onto the porch to stare down at Iwanagahime. "Iwanagahime, you shall be granted a reprieve from your curse. You shall not take part in the cycle of reincarnation, you shall not see the Higan. Your existence will turn to nothing, do you understand this?"
"Yeeeeeeees." The goddess answers, the words coming out like a snake's hiss.
Eiki nods her head, then with a flash of light Iwanagahime alights. Golden flames spread across her body from where the ropes hold her down, a pained scream escaping Iwanagahime's lips as her skin blackens and melts away. An audible snap fills the air as a black smoke bursts from Iwanagahime's mouth, and with a second flash of light this too dissipates in golden flame.
Another scream escapes the goddess, and her left hand points towards Akyuu before clenching. Akyuu lets out a gasp… then falls to the side, you ducking down to catch her before she can land in the grass. She appears to be unconscious, though you cannot tell if that is a side effect of Iwanagahime's magic or the shock of the situation.
Turning your head back, Iwanagahime has been burnt away to almost nothing, a white… wisp rises from the body as it finishes spasming. It floats in the air, bounding this way and that over the body before resting over the now outstretched hand of Eiki. The judge stares at it, then shuts her eyes and closes her fist.
At once everything goes quiet, the sound of hissing snakes fades away… as do the snakes a moment later. Blackened wisps fading into the ether as they dissipate, the sunlight goes at the same time, the bright 'sun' above fading away to be instead replaced by a small hole in the roof of the cavern letting in natural light.
With a sigh the judge opens her eyes again and focuses on you all. "She has been judged."
With a click Kanako's sword falls the rest of the way back into its sheath, the goddess turning to look at you as Akyuu starts to stir in your grip. Her bout of 'unconsciousness' doesn't last particularly long at all. Her purple eyes blinking up at you in confusion before she looks around the area. "Is it done?"
Eiki stares at the chronicler before nodding her head. "The existence of Iwanagahime has ended, your lifespan has been extended to that of a normal mortal for this reincarnation cycle."
You grin, looking down at Akyuu with all the happiness you can muster. "I'm going to get to see you with wrinkles, that's new."
Akyuu blinks, faint tears starting to form at the edge of her eyes as she continues staring at the judge. "Really?"
Eiki nods again. "A judge does not lie, I shall not see you again until it is your time in the courts once again."
Then… Eiki smiles, it is small, but noticeable. Reaching down she lightly fusses with her skirt before looking at you all in turn. "The judgment of the Yama is complete, I shall now be off, lest a subordinate of mine think her break has extended."
With a flash of light Eiki disappears, the last thing you see is the smile growing just a smidgen larger before that too is gone.
A hiccup fills the air, and you glance down to see Akyuu's tears having grown into unrestrained sobs. Shifting your arms you cradle the woman, allowing her to release her joy of this moment. "O-oh I'm a mess, I can't let anyone back at the estate see me like this!"
Your smile grows. "What? Happy? Well, that and your messed up hair, though in due time that will be gray… so you have that to look forward to."
She lightly slaps you on the chest, giggling as she tries to wipe away the tears pouring down her cheeks with the other hand. "Oh stop that! Damnable fox."
"Ayumu?" Kanako's voice speaks up.
You glance back, the goddess staring down at you with a small smile herself, one hand resting lazily on the hilt of her blade as she stares down at you both. "Yes?"
"We should leave, as pleasing a moment as this must be, other youkai must live in these caves. It would not be wise to stay particularly long."
You nod your head, turning back to Akyu-
Rasberry. You blink as the taste of raspberry fills your mouth. Two hands, demure and small cup either side of your face as Akyuu kisses you. It is a brief, fleeting thing, and she pulls back a moment later with a small smile on her face. Her hair is a terrible mess, wind whipped and damp from the caves. Her face is frankly enough to give any noble a heart attack, carefully applied makeup has run from both the environment and the caves she just finished crawling through. But the blissfully happy smile on her face makes her perhaps the most beautiful you've ever seen her in her life.
Akyuu giggles. "I surprised you! Don't look too much into it, that was something Amu always wanted to do."
You arch a brow, idly wondering if Kanako is about to throttle Akyu-
A sense of pride fills you, unbent and unbowing as Kanakos… emotion fills your mind.
Ah, nevermind.
Shifting your grip you hoist Akyuu up, the chronicler letting out a squeak as you adjust her in your grip so that you are carrying her like a western bride. "I shall take her back to her estate, mind checking to see if the shrine is on fire Kanako?"
The goddess grins, taking off from the ground. "Indeed, we shall have much to discuss when you get back."
Always a good sign.
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The nobles were dismissed rather harshly when you returned, to be honest you were surprised they were still there at all. You were only gone for an hour… but they clearly do not have anything better to do in the morning if they were still waiting for her to come back. That or they were scared to leave in case another fox showed up to kidnap them and eat them.
In either case they are gone now, and you find yourself sitting on Akyuu's back porch drinking tea as you look over her garden. It's an old blend, one you haven't tasted in well over a century, Akyuu is sitting besides you, shoulder to shoulder as she looks over the landscape herself.
She took the time to fix herself up… but beyond that she just seems at peace, happy, and with a sigh she turns her head to look up at you. "I suppose I now have to plan some things."
"Oh?"
"Indeed, none of my ancestors lived beyond the age of thirty two. I now must make plans for the future, and inform my subjects I shall be around for some time yet."
You nod your head, taking another sip of the tea as you do so. "I suppose, that should be a shock to them, I suppose some of the longer standing retainers may actually take offense to the break in tradition."
"I shall happily break the tradition over their back if they do complain, the task is noble to be sure, but this has been a goal of mine for centuries." Akyuu replies, the final words coming out wistfully as she gazes up at the noon sky.
"And now it is over, I know what that is like, believe me. You'll have to find something new to dream about."
Akyuu giggles. "Indeed indeed, soon enough I shall be seeing your children I presume."
Your jerk your head to stare at her owlishly. "I have… no real plans on-"
"Restarting the Shinjo clan?"
Your gaze narrows, and Akyuu takes that as a sign to continue.
"Ayumu I am a historian, I avoided speaking of it out of respect… but I read all day, and I study all day. If you believed I would never look into the life of my greatest friend then I do believe you are most blind."
You look away awkwardly, something that rather annoys you. "I do… appreciate that, and I shall need some time to process that. But no, I haven't really thought about it, I highly doubt I'm father material to begin with."
"Ayumu, you would do just fine." A smaller warm hand wraps around your own, and you glance down to see Akyuu's fingers interlaced with yours. "But perhaps instead you should look to the more immediate future, now that you have been involved with the slaying of a god to grant the wish of a young woman what is next on your agenda?"
You smile again. "Probably going to relax a bit, we have some guests coming at the end of the month, after they arrive however I'm probably going to-
Chapter 140: Little Devils
Chapter Text
You let out a breath, a slow, relaxed thing despite the situation. Adjusting your posture you lean back further against the staircase as you raise the cup of tea to your lips. It's an interesting brew, one that Suwako has apparently been working on using a local mix of herbs unique to Gensokyo.
That of course most likely means it is horribly poisonous and you could be dead within the hour, but if that happens Suwako will be at fault instead of you for once.
"Is it good?" Sanae asks.
You glance to the left, the green haired shrine maiden sitting just besides you and drinking her own (non-Suwako-provided) blend of tea. She has her Gohei sat off to the side, but beyond that she is dressed as she normally is when guests are expected at the shrine. That being her full shrine maiden's outfit.
"Fairly good, not quite sure yet if it will kill me." You say.
Sanae giggles, a childish grin coming onto her face as she does so. "You can survive dating my mother, I think you can survive Suwako's tea."
You arch a brow. "One goddess is based around subterfuge, chicanery, legerdemain and no small amount of skullduggery. The other is proud, open, and dares anyone to even try and defy her." You make a show of blinking and looking down at the tea. "Kanako's tea would be a tea seed and a note saying 'figure it out'."
"Or some form of cannon that fires tea rapidly into worshippers mouths." Sanae offers.
"Please don't give Kanako ideas." You reply, narrowing your eyes at the cheeky shrine maiden. "I already have to play moderator enough, thank you. She can be rather difficult to manage."
Sanae smirks. "Oh? Trouble in paradise? I saw the looks Keine and Kosuzu were giving you last week."
"First of all: you are slowly turning into Suwako and that frightens me. Secondly, they are both perfectly friendly and there is nothing more than that. Keine is a useful contact in the Human Village and Kosuzu wanted to thank me for paying for several months of rent in the form of book purchases."
Sanae's smirk gets a touch wider, and if she only had blonde hair she would look like her other mother. Though her expressions -unlike Suwako's- are real… the resemblance is still rather disturbing. "Such a dangerous and mischievous fox I brought into the shrine, ran off with my mom and now wants to bring even more foxes into the shrine."
Then with a sigh she leans to the side, resting her head against your shoulder as her eyes drift closed.
"A relaxing morning I see," you say amused. "It's been nice just relaxing in general, though I doubt things will be that way much longer. Between Ran arriving and the trip to the mansion I foresee that today shall be rather… busy."
There's a huff of breath across your chest as Sanae digs her head further into your shoulder. "You'll enjoy yourself."
Taking the hint, you move your hand around and start to slowly run it through her hair, Sanae's smirk turning into a far smaller but warmer smile. "Try not to fall asleep on my shoulder like you did back in Tokyo. That would be rather awkward when Ran arrives."
Ah, the smirk is back. With a sigh Sanae removes herself from you to sit back normally on the stone once more. "It's my shrine and upon it I shall do what I wish, when I wish, and how I wish it."
"I think the goddesses would take offense to that statement."
The shrine maiden takes another sip of tea before looking at you, a fire behind her eyes that now makes her look more like Kanako than Suwako. "They may deal with it, I do the majority of the labor and I am by far the most adorable member of the shrine onsite."
You stare at her, deliberately making the moment awkward before you smile and pick up your own cup again. "You know, it is a good thing you don't have an ego like your mothers, that would be most unfortunate."
Sanae plays along, running her hands back through her hair she then throws them upwards, allowing the green locks to flourish before settling behind her. "It is hardly an 'ego' if it is demonstrable to everyone around. I am not a braggart either, I am the beautiful, kind, cute and pure shrine maiden."
You nod. "You have grown rather beautiful I admit, won't be long now until I will have to start fighting off suitors."
Sanae giggles again. "Planning on defending my honor?"
You smile, and this time you allow a touch of… vulpine to influence it. "Not myself persay, I figure I'll ask Kanako to put any potential suitors through a trial by combat. I've spoken to her about it already and she seemed most open to the idea."
Sanae blinks rapidly, her face rapidly losing color. "Are you… serious?"
You don't lose the smile, but you look down towards the base of the steps where a purple portal has opened… with roughly a dozen more behind it just in front of the new arena. "Ah, our guests have arrived."
Sitting up with a grunt you straighten your suit and tie, then with a slight hop to your step you start to make your way down the steps.
"You're kidding, right?!"
You stuff your hand into your pockets and whistle lightly, causing a squawk of shrine maiden outrage to sound out behind you. By the time you arrive at the bottom the first of the figures has arrived, this being Yakumo Ran out of the foremost portal. She doesn't bother looking around, instead her gaze locks onto you the moment she steps through.
Her ears twitch underneath her white mob cap, and with a respectful bow she announces her presence. "Per the request of Yakumo Yukari, I, Yakumo Ran, am here."
Figures step out of the gaps, foxes ranging from single tailed all the way up to eight are present. They are as mixed as you might expect from Danjuro's… practices, all either lower levels of power higher, little in the middle. None are wearing any particular clan markings, but they vary enough in look and build to identify them as not being part of the same whole as it were.
Of course, you also recognize none of them besides the swordsman, though you only recognize him from his fight with Kanako. Now without the mask his white hair stands out in the morning sunlight, still vacant but… a better look on his face as he gazes around the area curiously.
He isn't the only one that looks rather vacant, it seems the effect is much the same as how Yukari described it with Ran. It left them like an empty jug of wine, the scent is still there and you can tell what used to be in it… but for all intents and purposes it is useless except as a reminder of what one was.
Yukari also stated she informed Ran of the circumstances, and you can only guess as to how she took it. Glancing back at the nine-tailed fox you find her staring at you impassively, none of the previous joviality or condescension you recognized the last time you met her present. Well, the time she was 'interrogating' you anyway.
"Are the Moriya ready to accept these refugees?"
You feel your gut twist slightly at that description, but you suppose she isn't wrong in using that term. "You are aware of that already I am sure. We have living spaces prepared for all, along with whatever else they may require of necessities."
Ran nods and looks back towards the group, and arena in turn. It was the final thing the Tengu actually worked on. The large circular pit you saw in your dreams is back, it goes down a good six feet and is surrounded on all sides by wooden plants to mark the 'wall' of the arena. Kanako has already thrown you in there once for fighting practice so… faith you suppose.
The nine-tailed fox nods once more, her golden eyes locking with your own. "I shall, as stated, be serving as a liaison between the Moriya and Lady Yukari Yakumo, and I shall be making weekly visits to ensure they are being taken care of."
You shrug and start to walk through the group, your tails slipping out with a thought as you make your way around the arena. "Do what pleases you, Yukari knows well enough that we shall do our utmost."
You pause then at the other end of the arena, glancing back you see the entire group along with Sanae staring at you. "Well come on, don't you want to see your new home?" you jerk your hand over your shoulder for emphasis.
The foxes look at each other, none quite sure what they should be doing before they hesitantly start to walk after you.
Smiling you turn back and start to walk down the new path towards the reassembled shrine maiden quarters. The whole spot of forest has been clearcut to make a path a good four feet wide, with freshly chiseled stone marking the floor underneath your feet. As a consequence it allows you to see the buildings up ahead near immediately instead of having to walk a good minute through underbrush.
They have been completely restored, like you saw them in your dream. Not… precisely as it was, as this is no longer a place for shrine maidens as it is for refugees. To that affect the buildings are actually enlarged so that they can include separate rooms inside of them, instead of one large barracks style structure. There are five of them arranged in a semi-circle with the clifface behind them. Each is made of fresh, new, and firm wood with a whole suite of cooking spaces and chimneys inside of them. Fairly… traditional stuff, but that was considered safer until you knew precisely what these beings were capable of.
Kanako and Suwako are out front, they stand just before a central firepit made of fine black stone. Both are in their larger forms… though you highly doubt you would ever catch Kanako meeting new possible worshippers as anything less.
The speech starts near immediately, Kanako's booming voice carrying over the clearing as the foxes assemble behind you. "Greetings wayward foxes! Rejoice, for your long journey is over. You have entered into the protection of the Moriya and we shall see nothing befall you."
Smirking you step back into the crowd, turning around to make your way back to the arena. Ran gives you an inquisitive look, but doesn't say anything as you walk past her. Of course that's just Ran, the Sanae at the far end of the path has other ideas.
The green shrine maiden has her arms crossed underneath her chest as she stares up at you. "What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm going to go bug Remilia, you are welcome to come along of cour-"
You blink as you find a finger suddenly in your face. "You just want to get out of dealing with the foxes."
"Precisely, want to come with m-"
"Yes."
You must have accidentally shown shock on your face, as you suddenly find Sanae smirking at you.
"What? You think I want to listen to my mothers brag about foxes for an hour? Haru can deal with that, I want to see you get mauled by a vampire."
You stare down at her. "You know, when we met you actually cared about my wellbeing. Now you are stating a desire to see me physically harmed. I do believe our relationship is deteriorating."
"You've lost that… new puppy sense to you, now you just laze around the house and eat our fo-"
You are both interrupted by the sound of rapidly crunching dirt coming from the direction of the shrine. Glancing over you see Haru, broom in her hand as she hurriedly runs around the arena towards you both.
The girl has filled out nicely since you first met her, she was more than a little tired and underfed when you recruited her. Now with a rather generous helping of food and more than a little encouragement of Sanae she has become the girl she once was. It's something that you can't help but smile at, doubly so when she comes to a skidding stop in front of you both. "Are they here?"
You nod. "If you mean the goddesses they hardly ever leave and you should know better. If you mean the foxes they are behind us, go right ahead."
Haru grins and runs past, eager to take over and help out however she can. You stare after her until she moves out of sight, then you look down at Sanae. "Speaking of new puppy."
You get an elbow in your side for that.
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Your flight down the mountain is deliberately lazy, neither of you in a particular hurry to get to your destination. You follow the path, the… not most straightforward route but the safest way to get to the human village from your starting point.
It's brand new if understated. A simple dirt path that follows the river all the way from the tram station to the edge of the forest. Tengu guards march along it, watching out for any possible pilgrims trying to make their way to the temple. It… cost no small amount of money to get a more permanent route for the tengu patrols around here, but with any luck it will soon pay dividends.
It's a straight shot out of the forest over the Human Village… and you can't help but smirk as you see a particular building rising above the rest in the poorer section of town. Haru's… home would be a strong word, her shack has been torn down and built into something a touch grander. What was once a simple one room building has become a three story tower with two human shrine maidens working inside of it. From what you have seen it has actually proven rather popular with the people in the village, and no small amount of consternation from the Taoists and Buddhists.
"We're going to start another religious war aren't we?" you ask, pulling alongside Sanae in the air.
Sanae shrugs. "Wouldn't be the first I've been involved with… or the second, third?" Sanae has the gall to look perplexed for a moment before looking at you apologetically. "I honestly have lost count."
"... Lovely."
Beyond that the Human Village passes by rather quickly, as does the 'youkai path' and the lake. In a rather short time you find yourself descending towards the entrance of the mansion, a familiar figure standing just in front of its gate.
From her scarlet red hair to the long green outfit it is hard to mistake Hong Meiling for just about anybody else. Her eyes sparkle in the morning sunlight, the sun's rays causing her teal eyes to shine brightly. It, in addition to the warm smile on her face, just causes a veritable aura of friendliness to waft off of the woman like a spring breeze.
You smile back as you land, greeting her in mandarin. 'Good morning Meiling, anyone make a run for the walls lately?'
The gatekeeper shakes her head, fists pounding together as her smile turns into a cocky grin with plenty of teeth. 'None besides Marisa, been rather quiet lately.'
'I suppose that's good, did you appreciate the tea?'
Meiling makes a show of licking her lips. 'I did! It has been some time since I tasted the flavors of Sungluo tea, I must ask again where you found it?'
The corner of your mouth crooks up a little, causing your smile to go offsided. 'Trade secret I'm afraid.' Good to know she liked it, you've been attempted to butter up Meiling whenever you run into her away from the mansion. Both for information as to whatever Remilia is up to, and for general easier access when you need it… as is the case now. That, and she is a delight to talk to in general.
"Can't you speak proper Japanese?"
Both of you turn your heads to look at the pouting shrine maiden. You roll your tongue in your mouth a moment before speaking. 'How about English then?'
'Oh a rather rare language in Gensokyo I must say.' Meiling replies… in English.
You look back at her, a quizzical look on your face.
The guard shrugs. 'Hong Kong.'
Sanae lets out a defeated sigh. "Is Remilia in?"
Meiling turns her attention from you towards the shrine maiden and shakes her head. "The mistress is out at present, would you like me to leave a message for you?"
This time your smile is something far more… diplomatic, you let false disappointment show on your face in order to let her think you were hoping to speak to the Lady of the Manor. "Unfortunate, would Patchouli be in then? I wish to speak to her regarding her library."
Meiling smile thins at that, the first time you have seen such an expression on her. "The unmoving great library still has its denizen, yes. Would you like me to summon one of the fairy maids to guide you there?"
"Yes please."
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The maid bows as the doors open before you to reveal the library. It took… more than a little walking to get here, your phone reported that you have been moving for a good fifteen minutes before you arrived at these doors, but once they open… well, you understand why this place is bigger on the inside than the outside.
To call the library awesome would be like calling Kanako 'a little driven'. You find yourself gaping as you stare into and… up at it. You are standing on the middle floor of this place, as both above and below you are levels filled with bookcases. The entire structure is made of polished white marble decorated with red carpeting, and to follow the path forward would lead to a large wooden desk and a pair of twin staircases made of polished stone just behind it.
These two staircases are the largest and the grandest that you can see, but they are in no way alone. Crisscrossing both above and below you around this room are dozens of staircases going up and down levels. Each level is in itself filled with dozens of packed bookshelves, and each is grander than the last as your gaze casts about from space to space. The lower levels are dimly lit by faint candlelight, the dancing light casting over and revealing tomes tucked into shelves, several are visible chained, others have runic markers on them meant as either a trap or a warning.
The upper levels are bathed in sunlight… yet there are no windows to see. Gargantuan arched roofs make up the domed ceiling, wherein in the center of the dome is a golden sigil of a partially opened book. Warm yellow light pours down from it to illuminate the upper floors and the long walkway you find yourself on. Fairies dart about the place, carrying books around the levels or doing the nigh-impossible task of keeping this space dust free, and the whole space echoes with the sound of light footsteps and shifting papers.
You slowly lower your gaze to face the desk, the tired face of Patchouli Knowledge staring at you from across the way. A figure stands behind her, one you've seen before with bright red hair and bat wings coming out the side of her head.
"I must admit I am in awe, Lady Patchouli." Your voice carries across the room, causing the witch to tilt her head slightly at the compliment.
You walk forward as Patchouli speaks, Sanae keeping pace behind you. "I thank you for your kind words, but I was not expecting guests. What do you seek?
Koakuma of course, there is only one person who you would assume was the servant of Shinki here, she appears in no records and you highly doubt Remilia would fit the bill. The question is how you are going to talk to her? She is just a few feet behind her master, hands clasped in front of her.
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"I wish to speak to your servant. We have been making efforts into the underground and I would request a chance to speak to a devil on the surface if possible." You bow in respect for effect, rising you adjust your tie and cast your glance over at Koakuma. "My apologies for the sudden announcement, I had meant to ask Remilia first for the right to speak to you, but she wasn't available at present."
Perhaps not all a lie, but the best lies always have a small amount of truth to th-
"I was hoping to see if you have any manga!" Sanae says, picking up immediately where you left off. The shrine maiden steps forward until she is at the edge of the desk, then leans forward across it to give Patchouli an absolutely dazzling smile. Patchouli leans back, seemingly unsure of what to do in this situation.
Sanae leans forward even further, one hand moving to keep herself propped up over the desk as her other moves behind her back… to give you a thumbs-up.
You had been debating sending in Sanae as a distraction, but it seems your plans have meshed. You couldn't state how proud you are if you tried, instead you merely walk forward and past the desk. Patchouli giving you a faint look of consternation before returning her focus to the now very excited shrine maiden.
You do feel some small bit of pity for the librarian, but you are here with a job and you would rather find out what this is all about without informing Remilia Scarlet: she-of-the-many-brick-walls-to-throw-foxes-into. A long title to be sure, but an earned one. The less she knows about this the better, while she has been a rather useful blunt instrument so far in the past two incidents, you would rather she not get involved in the Moriya's plans without you explicitly desiring as such.
Upon your approach Koakuma stares at you, her eyes trailing up and down your form, then, without a word, she turns on the spot and begins walking away from both you and the desk. The only sign that she wants you to follow is both the deliberately slow pace she starts with, and the slight crooking of her finger at her side.
The actual devil of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, someone you know precious little about, and not for lack of trying. No books or rumors exist about her, or mention her in any way. As far as you are aware she almost never leaves the mansion, and when she does it is in close accompaniment of her master Patchouli.
If she was surprised by your arrival she hasn't shown it once on her face, her expression has been, at most, mild controlled curiosity, and now you cannot see her expression at all. She leads you all the way down the path towards the staircases, then takes one on the far right that leads to the lower levels of this massive room.
As you move down the staircase the light dims, the false sunlight above replaced with the flickering light of candles and the glow of magical books. The colors mix into a milky blue that covers everything the further and further you go down. Shadows cast from them don't match precisely what they should be depicting, bookcases become stretched and moving things, the distant appearance of fairies become indistinct and almost illusionary. In short, this whole place is swamped with magic to the point where reality itself is starting to bend around it.
It isn't your first time seeing such an effect, so much pure and raw magical energy being present in one location that reality itself bends around it, but you can hardly name one quite as grand as this library. Still you move forward, the only sound at this point is that of Koakuma's heels and your own footsteps echoing against the stone staircase.
You finally come to a stop a good five floors down, but a quick glance shows the library going well beyond that. The landscape going down another five at least before a black abyss covers anything more from being seen. The collection here is the work of centuries, and you can't help but find Patchouli more than a little impressive compared to Remilia.
Remilia has the power and the mansion, but she doesn't have the sheer strength of arcane knowledge and will that Patchouli is putting on display here. Though she does in comparison keep quiet about it, you only know slightly more about Patchouli than you do Remilia, and that is only because Patchouli herself has gotten herself involved in more than one incident over the years.
Koakuma turns her head over her shoulder as you step onto the level, her red eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "The works of greater antiquity, starting with the collection by Abdul Alhazred. Please watch your step, the maids are currently cataloguing the works in this place again. There was an attempted breakout two days ago." This is the first time you've heard Koakuma speak… and it is admittedly not what you expected, there is a deep huskiness to her voice that is rather alien to Gensokyo, but not something you haven't run into before.
You nod, moving your hands behind your back as your eyes scan the rows. "The books led a revolt?"
Koakuma nods, idly stepping to the side as a group of fairies float past hauling a book past by its chains. "An attempt." She then turns her head back and continues walking down the path between the bookcases. The further you get down the rows the less books there are, the shelves giving way to white stone decorated by unlit torches. The torches are close to the stone itself, but the lack of smudge on the walls suggest either frequent cleaning… or that these torches are never lit at all.
You would bet for the former, as Koakuma has little difficulty moving in the darkness as you make your way to your destination. That destination as it turns out is a small wooden door set into the end of the hall. It's a simple thing, and were it not for the fact that the door itself is covered in arcane sigils top to the bottom you would suspect it of being little more than a closet. Stopping before it, Koakuma places her hand upon the wood, the sigils lighting up briefly before with a suitably ominous creak the door swings open to reveal…
A bedroom.
Admittedly a rather nice one, it is a single room decorated by red carpet and rather sparse furniture. The room is well lit by a series of candles that light themselves the moment the door is open, revealing a small desk sitting against the far wall with several books sitting atop it. A large portrait is above the desk and looking towards the door, that being a portrait of Shinki. Her serene gaze is not at all disconcerting as Koakuma steps inside.
You follow, and Koakuma must have noticed your study of the portrait. "It is improper to dwell in an abode without an effigy of my maker."
"I understand, though I admit curiosity as to how Patchouli views that."
Koakuma shrugs and turns her head towards the desk, walking forward. "My master does not care."
There is a pointed distinction between 'Maker' and 'Master' there, but you do not comment on it. "I would assume then I do not need to play around the topic? Seeing as how you brought me all the way here instead of merely speaking to me behind a bookcase somewhere?" The idea somewhat irritates you, you would think you have a knack for at least subtlety. But she is a devil after all.
The devil nods, her hand tracing the wood on her desk, before with an audible 'click' she taps her nails on it. A small series of runes appears, the leets bending and lifting as something pushes itself out of the wood. The object is revealed a moment later to be a small notebook, it's older, the leather making up its binding being worn and scratched.
Koakuma stares at it, and her mouth opens… but what she speaks isn't words. "H̻̞̫a̟̫̺p͖̺͖ a̡̫͔v̺̝͕o̦͇̟ a͎͉͎l̟̻n͕̦̝e̼̦͜j͕͎̻ u̝̞͜k̻̝͇e̢͍̝c̞̠̼r͚͇͍e͎̟͚a̻͚͜v̢͓͙u̢͕̦k͍̼̟…" Her words echo throughout the room, the unnatural tones bouncing from stone to stone as other voices faintly join in the chorus. Then, it calms, the book opens on the desk without any outside interference.
Koakuma stares at it, then looks back at you. The devil has… changed noticeably, the previous red glow in her eyes has turned into a black balefire. Wisps of black light leaking into the air from her red irises as she stares at you. Idly grabbing the book she fully turns around to face you for the first time since she was standing behind Patchouli's desk. Her voice when she speaks has gone down another octave, and there is… something else there, like another voice is speaking atop hers. "There have been numerous fights, riots, and general brawls across the underground that the Lady Shinki has noticed, this has coincided with my own observations on the surface."
She offers the book forward to you, and you gingerly take it out of her hands to look at the proffered page. It is a list of dates and incidents, a mix of moments of violence and beings being not where they should be. In Gensokyo this wouldn't be particularly fascinating, fights happen all the time here, and youkai are frequently infiltrating places they shouldn't be.
But…
"All oni?" you ask quietly.
The devil nods, arms moving to cross under her bust as she stares you in the eyes. "Lady Shinki believes that the Oni are plotting a violent revolt at this time."
You glance once more at the two pages, making sure they are memorized before handing it back. "A revolt against what precisely? They seemed pleased to be where they are."
"It would seem they have grown bitter that they left their mountain, even more so when the tengu claimed credit for it." Koakuma glances aside a moment, blinking repeatedly. Once she does so the balefire around her eyes dissipates, leaving instead the faint glowing red. Then she looks back, her voice returning to its normal pitch as well. "They have rallied around an unknown leader, but more and more oni have been seen active. An incident is brewing, and Lady Shinki will see no harm befall her creations."
You nod, allowing Koakuma to withdraw the book and place it back onto the desk. Without any words it sinks into the wood and out of sight, making the desk once again plain except for the tomes already resting atop it.
Koakuma then smiles, a… rather playful smile at that. One that doesn't quite reach her eyes or showcase any particular emotion beyond 'amusement'. She steps forward, her body molding against yours as she stands on the tips of her heels. Her hot breath blows against your ear as she whispers. "This conversation never happened."
You nod, stepping back and allowing her to stand normally. "Of course."
The devil nods back, walking past you she opens the door and gestures you through. You start to, then pause as you glance down the hallway. There, a good fifteen feet away from the door is a single solitary figure. It is that of a young girl, a familiar young girl with crystalline wings sticking out behind her back.
She tilts her head slightly, a small smile on her face as she stares at you. "Hello again, so nice of you to visit outside of my dreams."
Well, hello Flandre Scarlet.
Chapter 141: Devil's Dance
Chapter Text
The pitch of her voice has not changed since you met her previously; it still has that light childlike air to it that Remilia seemingly lacks. Well, Remilia attempts to lack, there is an edge of still childlike brattiness behind Remilia's words despite how much she tries to hide it. A sentiment apparently noticed by others given Keine's words on the subject.
Though Keine from what you can gather isn't much of a fan of any resident of the mansion save Meiling, so that may be a rather unfair judgment. Remilia stabs particularly evil foxes in the chest, so she can be forgiven for acting childish if she wants. Flandre however does not try to sound older than she does, but there is something… different to her eyes. Where they were previously scared and full of emotion they are now cold and empty, like a room just after the lights were shut off, there is a hint of what once was there, but is no more.
Her eyes flit from you to the devil standing just behind you. "Koa, I'm thirsty."
The devil hops forward, hands clasped in front of her as a friendly smile stretches across her face. Her voice, when she speaks, is far higher pitched. "Of course mistress! I'll go fetch Sakuya right awa-"
Flandre's eyes narrow. "I asked you, not Sakuya."
Koakuma tenses slightly. "O-of course mistress. I will return shortly."
With that Koakuma walks past, keeping to the wall as she disappears down the hallway. Flandre watches her for a bit, before she slowly turns her head back to stare at you. Her head tilts as she does, the jewels attached to her wings twinkling in the dim light. Despite the dark interior they catch every fragment of light available, giving them an almost ethereal glint like a ghost lantern in a deep forest.
You take the initiative, as is your way, smiling you match her gaze. "It is good to see you again as well, I must admit I was rather saddened to find you in the state you were… how much do you recall of the dream?"
The vampire's smile grows slightly, "all of it. Have you come to play?"
You make a point of staring past her into the distance. "I came to meet with Koakuma actually, though that meeting has since ended. I suppose I could."
"Meeting about what?"
"We… the Moriya, have been making moves into the underground, I was hoping to ask her opinion on some things regarding the beings down there."
Flandre nods, and you watch as the vampiress slowly sits down onto the carpeted floor. Her legs and knees shifting to the side so that she is sitting supported by her hands as she stares up at you. "Tell me about the underground, I don't leave very often."
That wasn't a request, but you'll treat it like one.
You stare down at her, your eyes meeting her red. There is honest curiosity in her tone, and since when have you not entertained such things? With a grunt you sit down across from her, your hand tapping the ground slightly. With the sound of cracking stone the area around you shifts to that of the main street of the underground. The sound of crackling fires and the warmth of distant heat suffuses you both, and Flandre is left to look around with wide and curious eyes as dozens of youkai walk by her.
Their conversation is indistinct, but it fills the space regardless, and you watch with some amusement as the vampiress turns her head this way and that to watch them all. She does this for quite some time, not bothering to refocus until you start speaking again. "It's rather nice actually, probably the largest concentration of youkai left in the world. Rather uncomfortably warm though, at least in my opinion."
Flandre nods slowly, one hand moves to lightly rub her arm, most likely reacting to the heat. "How many live there?"
You shrug. "If I had to guess about ten thousand or so, not a particularly huge population, but impressive nonetheless for youkai, even more so that they aren't always killing each other, usually anyway."
She has returned to gazing amongst the crowd moving past. Just below the crowd's indistinct chatter you hear a very soft mumbling, it takes you a second to realize that is Flandre whispering to herself. You focus your hearing on it… and realize she is accurately naming the species of the beings that are moving past her. Accurately at that, interesting.
"The whole society functions by a form of youkai council, various beings representing entire races and working together to keep it functioning. It actually works rather well from what I've gathered. Beyond that they mostly subsist via importations, though I am still learning the full extent of that sys-..." You blink. "Terribly sorry, I'm probably being a touch too specific aren't I."
Flandre's eyes slowly drift back to you. "But what do they eat? Mushrooms?"
"A host of underground crops, but mushrooms are a large part of it yes, we are actually hoping to introduce new crops with the help of a certain youkai… friend of ours."
Flandre tilts her head, and for a brief moment you see a further question behind those eyes of hers. But it is washed away as she leans forward, a smile forming on her face. "Can we play now?" a very excited glint has formed behind her eyes, and you lean back slightly as she presses forward even further.
"... Sure."
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A loud snap fills the air along with a deep hiss, but it isn't the only sound around, your gaze turns rapidly towards the sound of rapidly moving footsteps. Coming down the hallway is Sanae followed by Koakuma, both look more than a little worried. The shrine maiden has her gohei drawn while the devil is carrying a small see-through pouch filled with red liquid.
Another loud snap sounds through the air and you turn back to look at Flandre. The vampire is bent over just beside you, one hand dug into the rug as the other is held well forward. Her other hand is closed into a fist save for her thumb, that is currently perched against her ring finger as she lines her next strike up.
With a slight rush of air the thumb darts forward, a loud crack sounding out as it impacts the marble and sends it skirting across the floor. With another crack it hits a particularly large counterpart in the center of the circle, sending the target bounding away from the rest to where it bounces off the wall and then the floor. Flandre lets out a cheer at this, eyes tracing the marble and it then ricochets back against the wall behind you both before rolling across the floor to land at Koakuma's feet.
You learned rather quickly to make the illusionary marbles indestructible. Flandre stands up, the wings on her back twitching happily before she darts off to grab the marble that lays at Koakuma's feet. The devil is staring down at her with a slightly cracked smile on her face.
Flandre pauses once she grabs it, apparently only now noticing the arrival of the two newcomers. Looking up she snatches the bag out of Koakuma's hand, the devil quickly stepping back and bowing slightly.
Sanae is still merely staring at you, her mouth partially open in surprise. You merely arch a brow. "What, you've never played marbles before?"
The shrine maiden slowly raises her hand to rub at her head before she lets out a deep sigh. "I've received word from the goddesses, we should leave fairly soon."
That… was a lie, but you aren't going to question it. A loud audible sucking sound fills the air, and you all turn to see Flandre fang-deep in the blood pack, staring back at you as faint drops of red blood trail down her mouth to her chin. The liquid drips once it's there, falling down onto the white collar of her dress and turning the Scarlet sister scarlet.
The devil slowly lowers the pack, tilting her head as she stares at you. Driblets of red liquid still present on her chin as she does so. "Will you come back to play again?"
You smile. "I don't see why not."
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"Flandre? Really Ayumu? Flandre Scarlet? That is who you choose to play with?" Sanae asks, more than a little incredulously as you fly away from the mansion together.
"She was perfectly polite the entire time, she didn't even ask me about manga." You smirk slightly as you see her sloooowly flying closer to you. Then, once she gets close enough, like a viper her elbow shoots out. You catch it, yanking her to the side and into you. The shrine maiden lets out a squeak as both of your arms wrap around to clasp at her front in a tight hug. "Good distraction by the way."
Sanae lets out a grumble and pats your hand, submitting to the surprise hug. It probably wouldn't have worked if she saw it coming, which considering you hardly hug anybody she didn't. Instead she merely leans her head back to rest in the crook of your neck as you curve a lazy path over the lake and around the forest towards the mountain.
"I've… fought Patchouli more than once, she is rather weak to sudden interruptions. I thought it would give you the chance you need to do whatever you needed to, did you get the information you needed?"
You nod, slowly curving your flight to take you past Suika's house as you slowly gain elevation. "I did, I have some rather interesting news for the Moriya I believe, something that confirms a suspicion I've had for a while."
Sanae turns her head, her face an inch from yours as her eyes bore into your own. "I'm not going to like this am I?"
You give her a hurt look. "Since when have I ever given you bad news?"
Her head tilts, eyes narrowing in the process. "Do you want me to go alphabetical or categorical?"
"I'll only accept complaints in the form of woodblock prints, also look smart. We may be flying into a group of foxes once we crest the shrine."
Sanae nods, ducking down out of your arms to fly at your side again as you both crest the hill overlooking the shrine. From the back, to your surprise there are no signs of the foxes, at least, not around the main building proper. Coming to a stop just past you fence you both set down on the eastern side of the shrine; Looking at the side of the building where the Moriya sleep. The path down the hill is off to the right, and you can faintly hear chatter from down there… but no sign of Kanako or Suwako's voice. They are all alien voices, and you do feel some small relief at the fact that the foxes have apparently not been broken to the point they have lost their capacity for speech.
There's an eruption of earth in front of you the moment you touch down, a familiar blond figure hopping out of the earth to smile at you both. "Was yer trip successful?" the goddess of curses and questionable headgear asks.
You nod, making a point of glancing towards the staircase. "Very much so, I have rather… sensitive information. Where is Kanako?"
The goddess jerks her head back over her left side. "Workin' in her workshop, said she wanted to make something to celebrate."
You glance over to the building. True to fact you can see thin wisps of heat rising from the chimney, though nowhere near enough to suggest a full on fire. "A sword I imagine?"
"Do ya need to ask?"
Without another word you walk over, the dull sound of clanging metal filling the air as you approach. Suwako and Sanae are both beside you, and once you round the wooden wall that separates the smithy from the rest of the shrine you find Kanako already staring at you, a red hot piece of metal sizzling in a bucket of water just beside her. She's wearing her apron but has not bothered to let her hair down, creating a rather odd mix of images to be honest. "Sanae, Shinshi, you have returned. What have you learned?"
You snap your finger, and with a brief puff of smoke three papers appear in your hand. Near identical copies of the pages found in Koakuma's book, you offer them forward. "One for each of you."
Without further prompting on your part each Moriya present grabs a copy, looking it over rapidly. It is Kanako who speaks first, her eyes deadly serious as she stares into your own. "Is this information valid?"
You shrug your shoulders. "I cannot confirm the veracity of a devil, but if this is a con it is a far overly complicated one with too many chances for failure. What if I didn't follow after the doll? What if I didn't seek out Koakuma? What if I didn't realize it was Koakuma? Too many variables to be an effective lie and the devil's are more clever than that." The hand that offered the papers retreats back into your pocket as you lean against the wall of the smithy. "Never tell the same lie twice and never make a plan too complicated. I do believe the information is accurate."
Suwako crumbles the paper and tosses it into the embers of Kanako's forge. You make it catch fire and fade away with a thought. "Interestin', seems like we're gonna have our work cut out for us down there."
Kanako lets out a proud laugh. "If the oni wish for a fight I have no qualms granting them their wish. The Moriya have resources and are resurgent, on top of that we have mighty allies both new and old. Let them come, or rather, let us come to them."
You can't help but smile at her bravado. "If I didn't know better I'd say you were just excited for the chance to punch an oni in the face again, but Sanae has stated repeatedly that I don't know better."
Said shrine maiden is still going over the paper, her eyes darting over the evidence assembled before she lets out a sigh. "Did you notice anything odd about Yuugi the last time you spoke to her?"
An odd question. "Not that I noticed, though it has been some time. With how she values honesty I doubt she would be one for subterfuge however, that and she seemed genuinely pleased with my olive branch." You turn your head from Sanae back to Kanako. "Am I to assume I am going into the Underground tomorrow to investigate?"
The goddess shakes your head. "Perhaps not, if you believe it to be wise you may certainly scout the underground. However I assumed you would have wished to speak with the foxes and see what information could be gleaned from them."
"I'm not much one for my own kind, how are they doing anyway?"
"Ain't much to say, they're ah rather quiet bunch. Don't know frankly how long they were under Danjuro's sway, but they are all rather shaken by it. The only one they seem to really follow 'round is Ran at the moment, but they seemed receptive enough to Beanpole's sales pitch."
You nod. "I may speak to her tomorrow then, it would perhaps be best to leave them alone for now however. Give them time to adjust."
Kanako grunts. "Indeed, we have already given them a supply of food. Shinshi you shall be aiding me the rest of the afternoon, I am making a new blade in celebration of our triumph."
Your hands are aching already.
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It… wasn't as bad as was previously feared. Despite the worry that Kanako was so eager to make a blade that she would shatter your poor hands she was surprisingly rather calm. Indeed, barely a word passed between the two of you for the rest of the afternoon that you worked together. This continued even during supper, though you started to notice then that the goddess was moving beyond just merely calm to… awkwardly quiet. Indeed even Suwako was particularly more talkative than she was, something you found more than a little worrying.
Suwako appears to have noticed it as well, given how the curse goddess dragged Sanae and Haru both off to the Human Village shortly after dinner to pick up some groceries. Leaving you to wander the grounds alone in search of the war god. She isn't hard to find, though, she never truly is. You find her sitting between the front gates of the shrine, one hand holding her sword in its sheath pressed against the ground as she looks over the distant horizon.
The moon has firmly risen at this point, causing faint white rays of moonlight to play through her hair, turning the deep purple into something almost resembling a light blue. She turns her head slightly at your approach, eyes cast over her shoulder. She doesn't say anything however as you move to stand beside her. "Thinking about something?" you ask.
The goddess turns her gaze from you back towards the horizon, far off in the human village you can see faint lights twinkling, the nightlife active and seemingly unbothered by whatever chaos is quickly brewing. But… you suppose that is the state of normality for Gensokyo.
Kanako lets out a shallow breath, her fingers minutely adjusting on her sheathed blade as she does so. "The future at present. There is an incident brewing and like the rest we shall conquer it."
"You are worried about another bad turnout in the Underground." You state, and it isn't a question.
Kanako's head turns to look at you sharply, and for a moment you fear you did just anger her. But instead she lets out another breath and closes her eyes. "Perhaps, the Underground was the reason for our previous failings, one I had truly wondered if we would ever recover from."
You tilt your head. "You were rather gung-ho before, you wanted to arrange an arena tournament and take all comers."
"It is my duty to be so. I am a goddess of action, I move while Suwako plots. And that has served us well, but our urgency cost us before, and we never had enemies down there. If what you have reported is true I am forced to wonder how much these beings may be tied to our misfortune."
You have wondered as such yourself, you never did find out who destroyed the shrines. But you also won't know that until you find out. "We shall move in due time and deal with them the same way we deal with everything else. Vulpine subterfuge followed by incredible violence."
Kanako smirks, then shakes her head. "I was not worried in regards to the outcome shinshi, I do not worry at all. I am merely thinking over the options presented to u-"
Her words are cut off as you reach down to offer her a hand. Her eyes briefly narrow as she stares at it, then grasps it without another word. You pull her up, your other hand snapping your fingers together.
The faint sounds of an accordion filter into hearing, followed quickly by a violin and other myriad instruments. It's an old song, one you never quite learned the name of, but like many things in your life you never forgot it. Kanako follows along as you step back, your hand wrapped around hers as you lead her to the pond.
Coming to a stop just besides it you turn around, your hand shifting so that it fully grasps hers while the other moves around to wrap around behind her waist. The goddess is looking more than a little confused as you take an experimental step backwards then to the side. "Tell me goddess, do you know how to dance?"
"The…" Kanako's words are cut off as you quickly step forward, causing her to step back to match your movement. "Traditional methods yes, but nothing like this."
"Truly? Then allow me to show you, just allow me to move you." You take a sharp step back, the hand pulling away from her waist, then as she is stepping forward you raise your hand with hers and twist it, causing the goddess to start spinning. You encourage the move, turning your arm so that she does a full revolution, one, twice, three times, the goddess desperately moving her feet to keep balance as her skirt lifts around her. Then you step forward again, catching her around the waist and arresting her momentum.
She does what you don't expect. She laughs, an earnest and honest thing. A wide smile on her face that you match as you step this way and this next to the pond. The band plays louder and louder, drowning out any sounds of the night as she loses herself in the music. Your smile is earnest as well, as the look on Kanako's face isn't one of victory or urge for battle, but the pure and honest smile of the woman she hides from the world.
You press your forehead against hers, eyes meeting as you jut your arm to the side, the band hitting a loud crescendo before you step back, arm extended as she holds firm in place. You gently pull, causing her to step forward. "Free arm around my waist."
She does so immediately, and you match the gesture, two of your arms extended while the others are wrapped around your partner's midsection. "Do the opposite of whatever step I take."
You step forward with your right foot, and she immediately retracts her left backwards. You repeat the process, and soon you have her moving in a slow promenade back and forth near the pond. "Good, now…" You push your right leg forward, the goddess immediately moving her left back. But before you finish the move you tuck it to the side and wrap it around her own right leg. Pulling it forward she lets out a yelp of surprise as she finds herself briefly falling back.
She fights for balance a moment before realizing you still have her around the midsection, her eyes narrow as she finds her face once again a mere inch from your own as you hold her above the ground. "Are you looking to face me in combat Ayumu?"
You chuckle softly. "This is combat, they call it a Tango, and you are beautiful." You say that honestly, any worry or doubt from her is gone, instead happiness has taken over every expression as she simply enjoys the moment. It isn't something you hardly see from the woman, and it is something you've learned to cherish.
"Of course I am, were you not already aware?"
Pulling her back up you continue the promenade movements, the band slowing down a bit in tempo as you allow her to take her own experimental steps. "You always were, but I constantly find new ways to appreciate that. I've always looked up to you, but you were already aware of that."
The goddess smiles again. "So is this your idea of a date then?"
You shake your head, doing a rapid series of steps to the side that she has difficulty keeping up with. "It isn't, this is just me enjoying my time with you. Dates with you involve far more in the way of violence I'd imagine."
Now the bloodthirsty grin is back, without any form of warning Kanako raises her hand above your head and twists. She was attempting to spin you much the same as you did to her, but she uses a tad too much force. By a tad too much force you of course mean that you find yourself pulling the both of you into the pond, your hand having clutched onto her waist for dear life as you lose balance.
The splash of cold water is a shock, and you open your eyes to see you have kept yourself from landing face first in the water by having shoved your arms against the bottom of the pond. Kanako is below you, soaking wet. Her hair band drifted off in the impact, causing long purple strands to spread across the water below you both.
And she is laughing, earnestly and honestly once again. The pure sound ringing across the shrine, her eyes are closed as you lean down, the goddess letting out a brief noise of surprise as your lips meet her own. You part a second later, and you find the goddesses's eyes are open to meet your own. Without a word she raises her head back up, meeting your lips herself almost… chastely.
She pulls back, then smiles. "Tomorrow I believe we shall go out for a nice dinner, it would be good to talk in a house that is not made of paper and surrounded by peeping frogs. Even if the frog is kind enough to vacate as needed."
"It's a deal." Moving your hands around her waist you haul her out of the water. You open your mouth to say something before you are buffeted by a hurricane wind, warm air rushing over your body as Kanako smirks.
It is gone a few seconds later, and you find yourself… remarkably dry actually. "Thank… you?"
Her smirk somehow gets smirkier, and you watch as she turns around to walk back towards the shrine. "One of my many talents Ayumu, get a good night of rest."
… Yeah.
Chapter 142: Foxy Whims
Chapter Text
It shall be a busy few days coming up you imagine, between investigating the underground and going on a date with the goddess of war and innovation you aren't sure what frightens you more. So, best go with another new spell card, because god knows you'll need the rest.
Letting out a breath you pad along the floor towards your nightstand, the now rapidly shrinking stack of cards present atop it. When you first got them you doubted you would ever be able to go through them all… now you have far more than not. While a good chunk of your cards are admittedly 'borrowed', you still have quite an arsenal by your own reckoning.
You move your hand down and slip the top card off of the stack. The reflective material shines briefly in the light of the moon, before with a surge of your ma-
A buffeting wind slams into your chest, a yelp escaping your lips as you go crashing back into the wall. A hurricane wind screams through the small space, the end table lifting off the floor and crashing against the newly setup bookcase, cards twisting and flying through the air. A white stinging wind is twisting in the center of the room just above your bed like a tornado, within it a figure.
Kanako Yasaka, or rather, an outline of her formed by the wind. Her arm is outstretched as wind erupts around her.
Then, the whistling fades along with the wind. Leaving you with a fresh dent in your wall, one partially damaged end table, cards all over the place, and a new card in your lap. Blinking you reach down to flip it over.
It depicts a solitary figure, their hand outstretched as clouds roil above them. In purple lettering below it reads-
'Sky God Summon – Glorious Arrival'
She always does leave you a mess to cleanup, doesn't she? With a sigh you get to work cleaning, then, blessed sleep.
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Your eyes snap open, hand twitching briefly as your mind comes to full alert. Voices that aren't the Moriya are present not too far from your do-
It's the foxes.
You let out the breath you were holding and relax your hand. Perhaps you can be called paranoid, but given how much in the way of shenanigans that Gensokyo sees fit to throw you on a weekly basis you believe you can be forgiven for being wary. That, and you believe Suwako would wholeheartedly approve of the practice.
The curse-goddess has mostly stopped her game of trying to surprise you, but that doesn't mean she has stopped entirely. Between appearing in your lap when you are attempting to read or poking out of the mirror as you shave, you figure it is only a matter of time before she turns into your pillow or something equally as obnoxious. Were she not wholly uninterested in the idea you would assume the goddess was flirting with you, but Suwako… honestly just enjoys getting a rise out of people.
It also annoys Kanako, which is probably a good part of the reason why she does it. But more to the point, there are foxes outside your abode and you aren't quite sure what to do with that information. Your ears twitch, there are probably… five, no, six on the grounds. You don't hate your own species, at least, that is what you will admit to yourself. But you can admit with all honesty that you know little about living among them these days, you generally worked alone, even when you were in Edo you hardly if ever worked with fellow clan members after that first year.
You grab your clothes off of the rack and open the door, a hot and… muggy morning greeting you almost immediately. You squint in the early morning sun, Amaterasu's light piercing over the landscape to announce the day with its annoying prominence.
Quiet chattering draws your head, four foxes, all female, talking quietly with each other near the pond. They are all in their fox forms, the same form you assume when you need to make up to Sanae for something. You pay little attention to what they say, you know precious little when it comes to aiding them with whatever ails them. Something you should look into… perhaps Satori could help, she seems to have a rather large number of pets, and is a mind reader on top of that.
You can't help but smirk at the thought, you do suppose the Moriya did come up with an alarming amount of animals recently. Another group is around the front, idly staring at the building and looking around, it's a mix of tails all around as you saw before, though none at least here match the amount you have. There were basically no foxes in the middle levels of power, it seemed Danjuro either preferred weak malleable servants or high-powered slaves, you fight the pit of disgust forming in your stomach as you spot Haru idly talking with a two-tailed fox around back.
The issue is you don't know if they are young or have been cannibalized, you aren't sure which possibility disturbs you more. That's one of the problems with foxes… and Tanuki as well you suppose, once they pick a 'home' form they tend to stick to it, making it very difficult to ascertain age if they don't change speech patterns or slip up.
But you live in a shrine with two immortal deities, so that may just be a case of you being pedantic. Shaking your head you step into your bathroom, the door coming to a clicked shut behind you. The face that greets you in the mirror is not your own, distinguishably due to the fact that right now you are not in your female... and you are currently wearing clothes.
The fox spirit currently using your mirror blinks at your entrance, letting out a shriek of embarrassment she covers her breasts with an arm while the other moves to cover her chastity. It's a four-tailed fox, she has black hair going all the way down to her back, and has what would be a rather pretty face if it wasn't currently marred by poor play-acting.
"Pervert!"
You blink, then hang the clothes that were wrapped around your arm onto the rack built into the door. Humming a little song to yourself you put the suit up along with your business pants, freshly laundered. Satisfied you turn back around, unbuttoning your pants as you do so. With an arched eyebrow you stare at the vixen. "This is my bathroom, also that was very poor acting."
The hands drop, one moving to her hip as she stares at you. Orange eyes open, blinking at you curiously as her nose twitches. Then she gives you a look of understanding. "Oh, right, you're their pet fox aren't you?"
The other brow of yours meets the first as you slip the pants the rest of the way off and turn on the water of the shower. "That may be partially true, but please find someone else to practice your acting on."
She laughs, a light airy sound that wouldn't sound out of place at the noble's quarters of old Edo… or a geisha den. You suppose a part of you is glad that not all of their minds were irrevocably damaged, but at the same time this is a kind of shenanigans you would rather not have to deal with.
Her hand moves to poke you in the chest, the palm then flattens to run across your muscle before she takes in a deep breath. "Six tails, how ver-"
You lightly bat her hand away, giving her an apologetic smile. "I wouldn't recommend it, I'm afraid I'm already spoken for by one of the goddesses here."
She grins at that. "Sunk your claws into one of them? How daring." Her hands moves to offer you a shake. "Ritsuko."
You stare down at the proffered limb and take it, "Ayumu, and I wouldn't put it like that either."
She tilts her head, "oh?"
You slip the rest of your clothes off and step into the shower. "I'm not sure yet myself, but I think it may be pure infatuation."
The smile on her face turns from teasing to something purely naughty and very vulpine. "Oh my."
The vixen makes a show of bowing with respect and walking out of the bathroom, her clothing forming over flesh with a flash as the door opens, revealing the fact that she was only quite as 'vulnerable' as she chose to appear.
… Foxes.
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One shower and shave later you wander into the kitchen, the sound of a roaring flame filling your ears as you open the door. It is almost immediately followed by the scent of fish, and the sight of two shrine maidens hard at work in the kitchen. Sanae is currently hard at work at the counter, a knife moving deftly in her hands as she slices up a salmon for cooking. The burners are on full blast next to her, a pan setout that already has several pieces of fish, salt, and onion atop it.
To her right is Haru, the more… human shrine maiden dicing vegetables far more slowly than what Sanae is managing. They are, or were, locked in idle conversation until you entered, upon which that dies as they both turn to look at you. Sanae's is pure happiness of course, that brilliant ray of sunshine that breaks through the clouds like an Onbashira coming to break your spine in seventeen separate places.
Haru's smile is smaller, but no less genuine.
"You're up late, can you get the pepper?"
You smile and shrug at the same time, idly wandering over to the spice cabinet and producing the requested ingredient. With a toss over your shoulder it goes sailing through the air, Sanae's hand reaching out to snatch it with one deft accurate movement.
"Slept in for once, then got waylaid by a fox."
Sanae opens the top of the pepper and starts to liberally apply it to some frying eggs, she then reaches over to pull a small red bottle off to the side and dumps it onto one specially set aside plate. "Still alive though?"
"Both me and her yes, still not quite used to the new tenants."
"I'm… I'm not either." Haru admits, "I'm not afraid to admit I was only just getting comfortable myself when all of them showed up."
You smirk, leaning back against the counter. "You seemed to be getting along well enough with that gentleman this morning."
The shrine maiden in training shrugs, her hands twitching for a moment as she realizes she paused in her chopping. "They are nice enough I guess, just… weird."
"So many youkai around?"
The shrine maiden shrugs again. "I guess."
Something she'll have to get used to, though by standards of 'inhuman' foxes may be a rather poor choice to go with. You turn your head towards Sanae, "so what's on the agenda for today?"
Her head turns slightly to acknowledge the question, but not enough to actually look at you. "Well for starters you are going to get your lazy fox butt off of my counter and either help make breakfast or leave. Secondly, I was thinking about going to the Kappa Village to stop by the electronics shop, then check up on the human village, see how that shrine is doing and get more shopping done. I was going to take Haru as well, want to come with?"
Haru turns to glance at you out of the corner of her eye then looks away.
…
Hmm.
"Then I shall be taking my foxy butt off of the counter and… leaving. I have foxes to meet."
Sanae pauses, her gaze softening from its earlier teasing look to one of compassion that you have grown to expect from the young woman. "Do you need me to go with you?"
You smile, then shake your head. "I should be alright, things have been… better since Danjuro, slowly but surely."
The shrine maiden stares at you for a pregnant moment, the only sound now being the television's whistle in the room behind you, and the distant sound of conversation ahead towards the arena. Then, she smiles back. "If you are sure," she starts to turn back, then pauses, hand raising as she remembers something. "I'll be taking Kanako along as well, so I'll send you a text if a fight is starting."
You arch a brow. "What, to bring snacks for the show?"
The gentle sound of cutting vegetables continues, Haru looking… annoyed, but she is diligently working on breakfast nonetheless. Sanae meanwhile is glancing up at the ceiling, one finger placed against her bottom lip as she thinks.
"You know… I've never thought about you as a delivery service, but you can be kinda fast when you wan-"
"No."
"Not even if I ask really nicely and give you the adorable-eyes?"
"... Probably would work, but I'll pretend I have principles."
The shrine maiden smirks, an interesting smirk that has Kanako's cruelty and Suwako's smugness mixed in with her own natural charisma. Truly a dangerous combination if there ever was one. "My big brother is wrapped around my little finger~"
You let out a laugh and slide open the door behind you. "Don't let Aya hear that, she will finally have the proof she needs to claim I am your dad."
"Your fault for giving them an interview." Sanae counters.
"Perhaps, but it was better than baseless investigations. Besides, I managed to get both tengu to be honest in their reporting, frankly I consider that an accomplishment on par with seducing your mother." Before Sanae can respond to that you slide the door closed, a faint (but playful) squawk of outrage sounding through the paper walls before you smile and walk towards the backdoor. The dropbear has appeared, having not been in the hallways previously. He's perched just above the door, idly mixing a leaf into water which he raises in your direction.
"Cuppa?"
"No, thank you." You return the wave and continue walking. You can hear Kanako faintly in the dining room, the goddess most likely perched upon her throne and surveying her domain… such as the television is. With Sanae and Haru in the kitchen that would leave the sound of faint, if false, breathing by the backdoor to be Suwako.
Sliding the door open you find your theory to be correct. Sitting upon the top step of the series that leads down to the arena is Suwako, the goddess rather lazily smoking a pipe as she glances down at some commotion down below. The sound of steel ringing upon steel sounds through the courtyard now, not… something frantic thankfully, it is the sound of a duel in progress, one you have learned to identify through unfortunate practice.
You walk up and look down the hill towards the arena. There are about a dozen foxes milling about from where you can see, though from here you can admittedly not see the entirety of the clearing. To that end you can't actually see who is fighting either. You glance towards Suwako. "Kanako teach them about how fun it is to beat people up with swords?"
The goddess blows out a ring of smoke, a saccharine sweet scent hanging in the air briefly before dissipating like morning dew. "Naw, seems there's a few fighters in the group. Fire an' blades mostly, but appreciable."
You return your gaze to the steps, then begin moving down them. "Fascinating." Suwako doesn't follow, leaving you alone in your thoughts as you approach the foxes. Fox society is notoriously secretive, while they… you, meddle in others lives, you hardly ever allow outsiders into your own living spaces. To that end fox society is rather hard to describe, even amongst family secrets abounded. There was familial love of course, and foxes did stick together within their own clans, but that means that beyond your own clan unit you know precious little about how other clans operate.
Of course, you suppose this isn't really a clan. This is a ragtag group of the forgotten, lost, and those unfortunate enough to have fallen victim to Danjuro's machinations. Still, it is remarkably odd to just walk into a place populated by so many foxes, if not quite as odd as when you wandered into the Fox Village.
Still a very insular people, something you have made a rather proud habit of yourself, much to the annoyance of everyone in the shrine. Perhaps the next time Sanae is annoyed by your secretive habits you can merely state you are playing your part in fox society, but for some reason you feel like that would not go over well.
Reaching the bottom step you glance up, freeing yourself from your nascent musings. Your earliest estimation regarding the amount of foxes was incorrect, what was first appeared a dozen is a flat two. A mix of those in their human forms and those in their fox forms, all are showing their tails without a care in the world.
With a thought your tails slip out as you look around. The vast majority of the foxes are just milling around, talking quietly amongst themselves or watching the events in the arena. Off in the corner near the back path there are more, including one fox sitting on a stool and carving a piece of wood into… what appears to be a statue of some sort.
A clang of steel upon steel rings out, and forces your attention towards the duel in question. Two men are fighting, one being the fox who dueled Kanako both at the shrine and in Danjuro's compound.
Their duel is one of enhanced reflexes and, to a human, dizzying speed. The opponent of the familiar white-haired fox is wielding two blades of disparate length, a cocky grin on his face as he swings the longer blade around, the other shorter one hanging back to parry or get in a surprise stab.
In comparison the other is wielding one blade, the same one he used in the last two times you saw him. Within the time it takes a thought to pass his blade swings upwards, the back-end of his sword knocking the downward slash away. He twists the blade then, turning it and slashing down as he steps forward. At first you would think he was going for a counterattack, but instead the sword neatly knocks the tanto out of the other fox's hand before his shoulder collides.
The dual-wielder, now with only one blade and imbalanced, stumbles back. But before he can recover he is forced to freeze, the back of his opponents blade against his neck. The loser raises his hands and lets out a sigh, eyes locking onto his opponent before he turns to retrieve his tanto… causing his eyes to meet your own in the process.
He pauses, having stalled halfway to reaching his blade. The conversation dies out immediately as he does so, the only sound being scraping wood. The foxes look at you in unison, only just now apparently noticing the intruder into their new home. Quite a few still have vacant expressions, only the faintest hint of unknown emotions show they are more than moving mannequins.
Then, the nearest one to you bows their head. A young male fox with two tails, his voice is… oddly scratchy, like a human smoker. "Good morning Shinshi, you honor us with your presence."
You bow back, rather awkwardly. "To you as well, though I do not recall advertising my status within the shrine."
A hand traces your shoulder, and you turn your head to the side and down to see the smiling face of Ritsuko. "It isn't precisely hard to figure out; gods allowing an animal spirit into their abode, permanently? And a powerful animal spirit at that, an open secret."
You let out a breath for effect. "It was not a secret to begin with, given how these things work however…" You fully turn to face her, the 'shower vixen' staring up at you with an amused grin, arms having moved under her bust. "I would take it you are the unofficial leader of the group?"
The vixen blinks, her hands falling loosely at her sides a moment before one moves to be placed just above her heart. "Our leader is the kind and glorious gods that took us in." She then smirks, giving you a wink. "But yes, I was one of the first to recover, and took to caring for the rest."
You nod. "It is good you are all recovering, I was… I suppose I was lucky enough to survive my own runin with Danjuro, however it took me quite some time to fully heal myself."
Ritsuko stares at you, the smile on her face replaced by paper thin line. "What clan you from?"
You bristle, but before you can speak in anyway Ritsuko beats you to it.
"I come from the Nakano, political manipulators, well, used to be anyway. Modern technology and lack of belief made that a rather tricky business." Ritsuko explains, more of a drawl coming out the longer she talks. Her hand then extends to point towards the white-haired swordsman. "Takeda clan, don't talk much but he's good with the sword." The finger drifts further to his opponent, the fox having now retrieved his tanto and is staring at you both. "Same clan."
Her hand continues moving to point at various groups, "Akamine, Hironaka, Fujimoto, Endo." Her hand then finishes its motion to point at the woodworker, that fox having not stopped their task for even a moment since you arrived. "No idea, never caught her talking."
She then points at herself. "We are nothing but homeless little broken foxes, forlorn and lost." She then smirks, rather obviously at this point just trying to keep up a brave face. "We're hopin' at some point that we can take a look at the Fox Village to see if some of us have family 'round. Though some of us don't remember anything at all."
… The ones most damaged and salvaged by Yukari you'd imagine. "I am of the Shinjo clan, the last one specifically."
Ritsuko's eyes narrow. "I've heard of 'em, though only vaguely. Specialty?"
Foxes, above all else, respect power. Due to being a species that quite literally has a hierarchy built into them it is only natural. You do not have to play along of course, but it is useful. That, and you would have them see you as someone not to be messed with if given the option.
You raise your arm, then snap your fingers. A deep rumble sounds out, and the forest behind you folds back like a closed pop-up book. Rising instead in its place are small thatch structures that go on for miles, the sound of a cityscape fills your ears, the smells filter in a moment later. Old Edo, as it was.
You lower your hand, staring into the face of a wide-eyed Ritsuko. "Illusions."
She is not actually looking at you, she is staring past you with a look that speaks of longing. When she finally does speak it is almost a suggestion of the sound, her tone clearly distracted. "I-impressive, no signs of it being an illusion."
With another snap of your fingers it fades away, the forest reforming as you stuff your hands into your pockets. "I was the best they ever produced." You then make a show of glancing around the clearing. "Are you all… doing well."
Ritsuko has apparently recovered since her bout of overwhelming memories. "Well as can be expected, we have a range runnin' from utterly broken in the mind to merely slightly damaged. We were also 'bout to have breakfast. Would the lord Shinjo care to join?"
You think on it a moment, and you note as you look around the foxes have mostly returned to talking amongst themselves. With a flick of the wrist your phone is out of your pocket and in your palm, flicking it open you send Sanae a quick message. 'I regret to inform you I shall not be partaking in breakfast this morning, I am performing diplomacy with the foxes and shall be eating with them.'
You start to lower your hand before it vibrates, Sanae having managed to have replied in the five seconds it took for you to send that.
'Play safe! O7'
… Cute.
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You and Ritsuko talk amicably as you wander past the arena once again. The midday sun high in the sky overhead as you play the part of the diplomat. Working with the foxes was… remarkably comfortable actually. They have made a home for themselves here rather quickly, and beyond one or two outliers none here showcase the sheer arrogance foxes tend to be known for.
They are just people, damaged people, but people nonetheless.
In your course dealing with Danjuro did much in the way of healing your damaged psyche, and seeing these foxes recovering as well… it does you a remarkable service to put it mildly. You pause at the steps, glancing up at the shrine that only contains Suwako at present, Ritsuko stops just behind you, and you don't need to look back at her to tell she is smiling. "I do believe I should check up on Lady Suwako." You say quietly. "But I do thank you very much for welcoming me into your society."
A hand lightly taps you on the back, "of course." Then with the sound of sandaled feet against dirt the vixen is gone, back to look after the others.
An interesting woman to say the least, one you plan to speak more to in the future. But for now you find yourself making your way up the steps, the sound of your shoes clicking against the stone echoing slightly. A shallow trench is dug into the earth to the right and left of the steps, the length of it filled with white stones, irrigation, or rather, what will be irrigation soon enough once the tengu start to work on it again.
Today is apparently a holiday for them, and frankly they've been putting in such heavy work you have no qualms about it. Cresting the hill you glance about, Suwako wasn't on the steps, and she isn't on the roof or near her pond either. You idly tug at your tie, loosening it before pulling it off. Tonight… is date night, the first time you've had such a thing in over a century, and the first you've had out of genuine affection.
With a sigh you start to undo the front butto-
With a thought your shirt appears rebuttoned, the tie stuffed into your pocket as a duplicate appears around your neck. You halt at the corner of the shrine, eyes widening as you stare at the front of the shrine. Three newcomers are standing at the entrance, well, perhaps newcomers is the wrong word.
New to the shrine, if not Gensokyo. Eientei is here.
Kaguya leads the procession, hands tucked into her sleeves as her pink and red dress just barely trails an inch above the ground behind her. Eirin is back and to her right, the doctor glancing about the shrine with some curiosity. To her left is Reisen, the rabbit youkai looking more than a little concerned, though you note she is keeping perfectly in step with Kaguya, to guard her you'd imagine.
A figure is walking forward to meet then, and you find yourself walking forward as well to join Suwako as she moves to meet the procession.
The goddess doesn't spare you a glance as you approach, instead she is staring blankly at the assembled group of Lunarians without betraying a hint of emotion. You pull up alongside, standing just to her right as the group comes to a stop.
Kaguya speaks up first. "I would like to first apologize for the rudeness of our sudden visit, we did not have the chance to send a message in advance. I do hope we are not imposing upon you."
Suwako smiles, slightly. "You have not, how might the Moriya be of assistance?"
Kaguya bows, rather deeply at that. When she rises her face is one of deadly seriousness. "We are aware of how much effort the Moriya put into the orb incident, might we speak to you privately? It is of grave import."
Suwako slowly turns her head to look at you, then jerks it back towards the shrine. As one you both turn around and walk inside, Suwako stepping in first, while you hold the door open for the rest to pass. Eirin takes the lead this time, stepping past confidently without acknowledging your presence. Kaguya is just behind, the woman not so much walking as gliding across the grounds, her every step perfect as she moves past you. Reisen is last, the rabbit watching behind her before matching your gaze with your own, there's… a fire there, one you have yet to notice in the woman before.
Once she steps in you follow and close the door behind yourself. The noonday sun is reflected rather beautifully off of several gleaming mirrors along the walls, the light bouncing as to illuminate the portrait of Kanako and Suwako against the far wall at all times.
Suwako is standing in the center of the room, hands tucked into her own sleeves as she stares at the arrivals from Eientei. When she speaks, her voice echoes, deliberately. "There are no spies here, what does Eientei wish to discuss?"
Kaguya glances about the room a moment before nodding her head. "I thank you. There were several orbs involved in the incident, all trickling from the outside world… but one came from beyond Earth itself." The princess's eyes flick between you and Suwako, and for the first time since you've ever met her she actually looks momentarily unsure of herself. "There was another, we have cause to believe the Lunar Capital infiltrated a false orb as well, for what cause we do not know. But it is missing, we have it briefly before it was stolen away from us."
"Do ya have any likely suspects?" Suwako asks.
Kaguya shakes her head. "Not at this time, if it was an agent of the Lunar Capital they would not have left Gensokyo, they put the orb here for a cause, even if that cause is unknown. We have… possibly located it, we have a sensor that allowed us to pinpoint its general location. We cannot overtly seek it out, not without putting ourselves at great risk, but we would be most grateful if the Moriya were to assist."
You speak up. "Why us, if I may ask? Why not any of the other factions or the Hakurei?"
Kaguya turns her head towards you, her red eyes glittering in the sun's rays. "No faction is currently in a position of such strength, and Reimu is most difficult to work with. Reisen would aid you, if you would assist us in this."
Your eyes trail over to the rabbit, the servant having been noticeably quiet during this whole conversation. Her eyes are… steely, betraying nothing but a calm determination, a rather alien expression on her you must say.
"And where would this orb be? Approximately?" Suwako asks.
Kaguya turns her head towards Eirin and nods. The doctor moves forward, her hand raising to reveal a small square device roughly the size of her palm. It's steel, with a circular display in the center showing… numbers you can't make heads or tails of. "We have reason to believe it is in The Underground, though we do not know where. The location is general."
… Well, it seems like everything is occurring in The Underground. You suppose you deserve that for putting it off for so long.
"We'd have ta' consider it." Suwako says slowly, then she turns her head to look at you. "What are your thoughts, Ayumu?"
"I think... "
Chapter 143: Peace
Chapter Text
"I certainly don't see any reasons why not to. We are unfortunately rather busy this evening, but we can certainly start looking into this." You turn your gaze from Eirin to Suwako, you continue speaking all the while as you stare into the goddesses eyes. "If it is agreed overall, what precisely would you have us be doin? In addition, in what manner would Reisen be assisting us?"
Suwako smirks at you, her eyes meeting your own for a fleeting moment before you both refocus on the group as Eirin begins to speak once more.
"Reisen would be under Moriya advisement, but will be staying at Eientei until the Moriya are ready to start their investigation."
Your eyes flit to Reisen, and you find the rabbit staring at you with an expression of honest confidence. What precisely she is confident about you couldn't say, but she most is. A trait of rabbit youkai you suppose, beyond those who knew better back in Tokyo, rabbits tends to be a rather… brave species all in all. Still quick to run, but if they see something they want or have a reason to fight they'll stick around.
Though to be honest you barely know the woman, you've only run into her a handful of times… and even then she hasn't made the best case for herself. Your eyes meet her red, a faint twinge of pain in your skull surging a moment before you flit back to Eirin. "That would be fine I believe."
"Kanako agrees as well," Suwako drawls. "The Moriya accept your request, ah shall speak to ya further about it tomorrow."
Kaguya nods her head in respect, slow to lower it, slower to raise it. "Then the matter is settled, we are most grateful that the Moriya are willing to assist in this matter." Her voice has quieted now, even further than before. Where previously she had gone for 'demure Japanese noblewoman' she is now only a hair above a whisper. It is somehow more real you feel. "Then we shall bother you no further, we shall eagerly look forward to hearing from the Moriya."
With that Kaguya turns around, Eirin and Reisen doing so shortly afterwards. Eirin at the princess's side while Reisen takes up a spot behind her.
"Ya want some new books? Got some interestin' new ones to share since we last talked." Suwako calls out, the goddess now leaning against one of the benches with a smile on her face.
Kaguya's head turns back, only slightly enough that a single red eye is visible over her shoulder. "Not at this moment, later perhaps."
Then with that they step through the doors and quickly exit the site, leaving you to stand there in the silence with Suwako as sunlight filters into the hall once again unbidden by guests at the doorway.
Turning your head to Suwako you idly adjust your (fake) tie and assume a more relaxed posture. "Was that nepotism at the end there? Something I should know regarding why they came to us of all people?"
"Nah, she respects our power, though me and 'er have been friends since ah arrived here." Suwako pulls out a small leaf from her sleeve, it's a small red thing. It would look rather normal… if not for the dull pulsing purple center of it. "Eirin appreciated my 'erbal techniques, and me and Kaguya hit it off from there."
"I do recall you knowing your way around Eientei rather well the first time I visited." You muse aloud. "You are making me look rather bad on the diplomacy front, and frankly this won't stand."
Suwako pops the leaf into her mouth and raises a brow, faint wisps of black smoke escaping from her mouth as she starts to speak again. "Katanas at twilight then." She chews idly for a few more moments before turning her gaze back towards the door. "Whatcha thinkin'?"
You cross your arms, leaning back onto the opposite bench as you stare at the ground. "Something to worry about I believe, more and more this is pointing to a very large incident, possibly the largest I at least have run into. Those orbs were powerful, if the oni are starting something and have one of them, I would rather not think about the possible consequences."
"Ya think they are connected?" Suwako asks, though you can tell from the tone it isn't really a question.
You answer anyway. "You don't?"
Suwako lets out a breath, a scent an odd mix of a freshly slain corpse and wildflower hanging in the air a moment before it dissipates like a memory. "It'll be a mess probably, but we'll figure it out. 'Sides, the Moriya ain't really had as many allies as we do now so that'll be an interestin' experience by my reckoning."
"Perhaps less face punching," you suggest. "I find doing as such tends to makes diplomacy remarkably trickier."
The curse goddess shrugs. "Was never my style anyways, wasn't Kanako's either till we got to Gensokyo believe it or not. Beanpole went with the whole 'awe is me god' schtick." To accentuate her point Suwako raises her hands up towards the ceiling like an animal attempting to be bigger. She snickers, then lowers them again a second later. "She made people worship her from sheer charisma and presence. It's why she has such a hard time turnin' that mode off these days. Good work by the way."
You nod, accepting the compliment but not commenting on it as Suwako continues.
"Ah was always in the shadows, manipulatin' people and pullin' strings. Course we got here and ah wasn't the right fit for the settin' so ah mostly help down the fort while she started punchin' people."
"And now here we are."
"Ah think we did pretty good fer ourselves."
Grinning you push yourself off of the bench and stretch your arms over your head, you let them swing at your sides lazily as you walk over to Suwako and speak again. "Indeed. You have an infestation of foxes and are about to get into a possible war with the oni. Frankly I don't see how this isn't a complete win on our parts."
Suwako elbows you in the side but doesn't fire back. Instead she changes the subject. "What're ya doin' the rest of the day?"
"I plan on reading, and you know damn well what I'm doing tonight."
The goddess smirks. "It'll be an enjoyable evenin', Kanako's been all fidgety lately, play yer cards right and ya can have a nice roll on the Onbashira."
"I do not 'roll', I am a fox, we have a talent for such things."
"That an offer?"
You blink, sizing up your options a moment… before you push further. You use your height to lean over the goddess, even in her adult form you are still a smidge taller than her, and in diplomacy you use everything you have. One hand of yours moves out to rest on the bench behind her, blocking her path deeper into the temple as you lean down further so that your breath tickles her neck. "If it is?"
Suwako tilts her head, offering more of her neck to you as her left hand moves to rest palm-first against her forehead. She is attempting to look like the female protagonist on a trashy romance novel cover, something she does remarkably well all things considered. "Ah… ah'm a mother Ayumu, surely there are younger and more spry girls 'round."
"I've yet to catch up to you in a spar." You say, your smirk growing.
She gains a smirk to match your own. Her other hand moves to poke a finger into your chest. "Ya should be honored ah bother to spar with ya at all. What is your specific plan for the night?"
… She seems actually eager to know.
"I'm going to take her to the Misty Lake and enjoy the evening. It is rare that she is away from all of her followers and thoughts of being a goddess. Relaxing would be good for her, I believe."
Suwako gives you an appraising look. "Ah think Kanako'd enjoy that, much as she can enjoy anythin' that ain't being all high and mighty anyways."
"Aren't you gods by definition 'all high and mighty'? I'm still waiting for Hina to reveal her secret egotistical streak."
The curse goddess glances towards the entrance, as if expected the other curse goddess to appear on mention of her name. "Ah'd rather her not, Hina'd be nasty if she ever got like that. She could probably dispose of at least one of us if she wanted."
You blink, "are you actually admitting another goddess could defeat you?"
Suwako snickers, the sound echoing faintly in the room. "Naw, not me, ah'd send beanpole in to take the hit of the curse bomb, then go in and clean up while Hina's all tired."
"How very devious, you would sacrifice your lifelong companion, just like that?"
The goddess turns her head back, the smile on her face just teasing the idea of being natural. "Ya wouldn't?"
You shrug your shoulders. "I'm a fox, it is expected of me, but I would at least give a heartfelt apology first."
"Oh? That's the truth?"
You smile back. "Everything I say is true."
Suwako tilts her head, the smile growing. "Even the lies?"
Your smile turns fully vulpine as you press off of the bench, your feet idly echoing through the large room as you start to walk towards the entrance. "Especially the lies."
"Where do ya think yer goin'?"
You pause in your steps, then slowly look back over your shoulder to Suwako. "To read… why?"
Her smile, previously amused, has turned a mite cruel. "Nah, Beanpole is gone which means yer my entertainment. We're gonna play the cart racing game."
…
You know, it has been a while since you felt truly afraid.
Neat.
---
The sounds of a triumphant frog goddess are mostly ignored, instead at the moment you are idly blowing on your fingers to try and sooth the pain inflicted upon them. The controller does not like your hands and you do not like the controller. It is a relationship built upon mutual hate. "We should… play chess next time."
"Ah didn't get to be where ah am today by pickin' games my opponents had a fair shot at." Suwako retorts, grinning from ear to ear as she waves the controller in her hand.
You stare at her, then with a sigh press your hands into your knees and stand up. "I suppose that I can understand, but at the moment I must prepare for my… date. Odd thing to say to be honest."
"Been ah while?"
You nod, one hand moving to scratch at the faint stubble below your chin, you'll need to shave… another shower wouldn't hurt as well, you smell like other foxes. "A good century and a half I reckon. Even then it has only ever been for a job, foxes tend to avoid such relationships beyond our progenitor and the odd romantics. An affectionate relationship can quite easily become something to be used against you if you aren't careful."
"How very romantic." Suwako drawls.
You shrug, "we are seen as a lustful manipulative species. This doesn't generally lead to romance."
"But ya do like her right?"
You pause for a moment, then turn your head to look at Suwako eye to eye. "I do yes, more than possibly any other woman in my life. I'm still not quite sure how that happened to be honest, she just kinda barged into my love life."
"Ah can't say anythin' for love but she does have a tendency to barge into things." Suwako says before pushing herself up as well. Her head tilts as she does so, her gaze turning towards the door. "Their comin' back, ah can sense her flyin' this way."
You nod, then move to open the door. "Appreciated, hopefully she'll like the suit."
---
'The suit' is new; a custom order from the tailor you had prepared just in case you needed to be absolutely formal. She was more than happy to take the order, given how expensive it was. Though since you gave her all of those fashion magazines it is frankly not surprising how eager she is to please you, she probably expects more in the future.
Still, a new suit. A tighter cut than you normally wear, still black with a white dress shirt underneath however. The biggest change from the last one is that this suit has tails. The irony of that is not lost on you, but it is a damn fine suit. You stare at yourself in the mirror, idly turning your head this way and that as you take in your countenance. Freshly shaved and ready, you idly debate updating your facial structure but abstain, best not have anything possibly confusing on a day like this. Plus this face goes well with this body, and you can't change that because of the suit.
When you step out of the bathroom, evening has arrived. Orange sunlight pours into the yard, painting the entire landscape in the colors of twilight… save for the pond of course. The pond is currently glowing a faint gold due to the light reflecting off of the statue. Haru stands in front of it, idly using a skimmer to remove leaves from the pond.
At the sound of the door opening she turns around, eyes curious before she spots you.
"Good evening Haru."
She looks you up and down, blushing faintly. "G-good evening."
"Are the rest back as well?"
Haru nods, the skimmer squeaking slightly as her grip on it increases in intensity.
"Thank you... " You then walk over to her, shoes crunching against the ground. Haru doesn't seem to recognize your approach at her, but they quickly start to widen as you get within a foot, then open to their maximum extent as you reach down to pick her up bridally.
"W-what!?" Haru lets out an utterance that is a fascinating mix between shock and embarrassment.
Without another word you turn her around… then plop her down ass first onto the porch. Her hands move immediately to rub her backside even as her face looks up at you with a blush.
"I am… very flattered by your crush, but I shall never return it. I would suggest you move on now before anything particularly unfortunate happens. Kanako can be territorial, and I would rather not have you deal with that."
Haru's eyes narrow, looking rather adorably like Sanae in the process. "I don't have a crus-" Her words cutoff as you give her as disbelieving a look as you can muster. Her eyes darting to look at the ground as she starts to look rather crestfallen.
"I am a fox spirit, I am naturally beautiful, charming, and unfortunately for many people very very charismatic. In your eyes I helped 'save' you, so this is not unexpected. But I would highly suggest you move on." It was cute at first, but you would rather her not come to any form of harm or heartbreak if you can help it.
Her eyes stays rooted to the floor, and you let out a sigh before you sit down next to her. Throwing an arm around her shoulder you lower your voice an octave. "You are young and adorable, there are plenty in this place that would love to get to know you better, and I shall do my due course in beating them off with a stick as necessary. Especially the foxes, don't trust the foxes."
Haru blinks, her face lifting to look at you. "But you're a fox."
You nod solemnly. "Don't trust me either, we are a species of liars, thieves, and spies. Just ask the two hiding in that bush over there."
When you say that the bushes at the edge of the shrine near the pond rustle, and in a flash a pair of three tailed foxes dart out of the brush in fox form and down the steps towards their new home. You watch their escape with some amusement. "... As I was saying. You can come to me about anything, just not that."
Haru nods, then stands up. You watch as she moves back over to the pond and starts skimming again, this time a… touch more urgently.
Ah well, you shall have to see the outcome of that talk later, for now you have a goddess to meet.
With a sigh you stand back up and make your way into the main hall.
"So ya can expect to see ah rabbit round here more often."
"Well… I've worked with Reisen in the past, she's nice if kinda grumpy at times I guess."
The voices of Suwako and Sanae filter into your ears as you start your way down the walkway, and the pair of them become visible a few seconds later as you step through the threshold into the main hall.
Both heads turn to look at you immediately, and for once it is Sanae who is looking impish between the two of them. A nearly vulpine smile forms on the shrine maidens face, and she points towards the door leading to the bedrooms and kitchen. "Kanako's waiting in her room, go get her!"
… How very oddly eager. But nonetheless, you nod and walk past them both.
It is only a few more seconds of walking to reach the goddess's door, though you must admit you feel a touch more… trepidation than you are used to. Reaching up you knock on the door, the paper shifting slightly at your touch.
"You may enter Shinshi, I am prepared."
Your fingers crook around the edge of the door and pull it to the sound and… and…
Let it be known that a fox had his breath taken away. Kanako stands in the center of the room, the expression on her face a fascinating mix of confidence and bashfulness. She is dressed… remarkably different than usual. Her normal goddess outfit is hanging on a spoke on the wall nearest to her bed, instead of that this evening she has gone for a dress.
It is a dress of myriad colors; purples, greens, reds and golds blending together brilliantly to form a picture that you have difficulty describing. Golden bands, green fields and white snakes decorate the dress, all of it accentuated and balanced around a bright and proud red that runs throughout. It reminds you of one of the many portraits of a goddess, but while those are esoteric at times and specifically painted in a way to portray majesty and something above human through the use of myriad colors… here she pulls it off naturally.
The dress goes down to her ankles, it splits at the waist to reveal a beige piece of fabric holding the two together that goes from her hips down to her ankles. One arm is crossed below her bust while the other is held at her side, the dress is shoulderless, instead on each arm staring just below the shoulder is a detached sleeve of much the same color. Green fields and golden flowers end at a purple cuff that just barely hides the hand.
The dress being sleeveless also shows off far more of the goddess's bust than you are used to, the dress itself is almost a western style evening dress in that respect, stopping at just the right point to where a rather… prodigious amount more cleavage than normal. The mirror is gone as well, replaced by a simple golden pendant of a chrysanthemum. Her face and hair are done up as well, it's still in that same bunned style she prefers, only now instead of being held in place with a rope it is held in place with a golden bangle designed to look like such a thing. Hanging off of it to the left side of her head are several strands of red fabric and flowers made of fine metals. Shide hangs from it as well, hanging down from the back of her hair to still show the world that she is a religious figure.
Her eyes are not looking at you, in your study of her figure she has instead chosen to look towards a sword on the wall, the hand below her best clenching and unclenching every moment.
"You have… cleaned up rather nicely Ayumu."
You smile. "You are quite beautiful as well, but since when am I not cleaned?"
Her eyes flit back to you, a familiar smile of challenge on her face now. "On an ideal day your suit would be covered in dirt and blood, for it means you did hard work for the Moriya. But seeing you prim and proper has a charm of its own."
You snap your fingers, a previously invisible basket revealing itself looped around your arm. It's a simple wooden thing with a closed cloth top, and Kanako almost immediately stares at it in clear curiosity.
"I had admittedly thought about taking you out onto the town, but I believe a nice relaxing evening by the Misty Lake is in order. Somewhere to clear the mind of troubles and refresh the spirit."
Kankako's gaze slowly turns from the basket to your face, then her smile grows just a touch wider and gains a touch of warmth.
---
You walk into the main hall together, not quite arm in arm, but as close to it as the two of you have ever been. Suwako looks up the moment you enter, a very wide grin on her face as she takes the two of you in. She doesn't greet you however, no, Suwako almost immediately turns her attention to Sanae as you step outside of the front doors.
"Sanae, get Haru, we're goin' out to dinner… and possibly stayin' the night at the Tengu Village."
Sanae is silent… for approximately a second before she lets out an excited squeal.
You tune her out, ignoring them both with Kanako following for a brief moment before she comes to walk besides you. Once you reach the gate her feet lift off the ground, only for her momentum to be interrupted by you reaching out to grab her wrist. The goddess pauses in her flight, your strength nowhere near enough to actually stop her from moving if you wanted to, but your actions were enough to make her pause.
"I was thinking we could walk there." You explain. "A nice peaceful walk where we might simply enjoy Gensokyo instead of flying above it."
She ponders it a moment, then lands back onto the earth with a grin. "A fine idea." She then walks past you onto the tram, moving to the back to lean against a pole as she glances through the window to stare at the waterfall.
You enter a moment later, idly hitting a button on the side that sets it into motion. It shakes, then starts its smooth glide down to the bottom. You have only been on the tram a handful of times, mostly due to the fact that such a thing is mostly pointless when one can fly. But… tonight is about relaxation, so why rush things?
Your gaze fixates on Kanako again, the sunset glimmers onto her face, causing the golden bangle in her hair to glint and cast golden specks of light all over that corner of the tram. She seems… peaceful, and relaxed. Something you had hoped to accomplish with this choice of date. You have grown rather inordinately fond of the woman, and perhaps tonight you shall admit that to her properly.
---
"I have always liked this forest, it reminds me of the forest back in my old home." Kanako says, her eyes looking up at the canopy as she walks besides you through the forest. It's little more than an animal path you are treading on, though given both of your abilities it poses little in the way of danger to either balance or your outfits.
"Old home as in…?"
"Mume's yes." Kanako says, her face turning back down and then to the side to look at you. Her voice is faint, though there is no pain as she recalls her past. "The country was untamed and free then, while Japan still has its natural beauty it is nothing like how it used to be." The corners of her lips twitch, then a small smile forms. "But I cannot blame the mortals for that. Them overcoming it was a show of their natural strength and tenaciousness."
"I came a touch later than you did, but even so I grew up in the forest. Fox villages tend to be sequestered away, and ours was far more than most. The nearest human settlement was a few hours travel away." You glance around, beyond the odd tengu you have seen precious little in the way of life in this forest. But it is there, it always is. "But I don't particularly miss it either, the forest that is. A key point of my life was the big cities of Japan, and it is something I shall always be fond of."
A light chuckle escapes the goddess lips. "Suwa was by no estimation a small town, but I do understand your thought process."
Silence falls after that, not an awkward one… just one of comfort between the two of you. As the path opens up more and the lake grows closer Kanako offers her arm. Without a word you snake yours through hers, the two of you walking arm and arm up until the point where you break the treeline and come upon the cusp of the dark lake that dominates the landscape east of the Human Village.
The usual misty fog has settled over it, giving the entire thing an ethereal look that the rapidly dimming sun can do little about. Distantly you can hear a faint female voice singing accompanied by instruments, something you recognize to be Wakasagi practicing with the Prismriver spirits. You still have yet to meet those spirits, but you are in no great hurry either.
With a deft flick of your hand the cloth on top of the basket sails forth to unfurl into a blanket that lands atop the grass spread out. Freeing your arm from hers you set the basket down and work to straighten out the blanket, Kanako sitting down upon it a moment later.
Joining her you pop the top off of the basket and pull out a small sealed container you prepared ahead of time. Kanako watches you as you move, curious to see what offerings you have brought to your deity.
You pop the lip off and produce a small stick of teriyaki. The meat is rare enough to be almost bloody, but it is warm due to the enchantment on the basket. Faint red specks decorate the meat, a rather interesting mix of spices you've put together. "Something I've been experimenting with, think you can handle it? It's quite spicy."
Kanako's eyes narrow and she snatches the stick out of your hand and pops it into her mouth. She chews it, her eyes closing a moment as she dissects the flavor. Then she lets out a pleased hum and finishes the stick. Pulling it out of her mouth she opens her eyes again, a wide smile on her face. "A fine job, what other offerings do you have for me?"
You smile back, then pull out two rather expensive bottles of sake out of the basket warmed to perfection. "I never quite paid you back for the Yuugi bribe. I sourced these from a merchant, a tanuki believe it or not. But this one enjoyed money far more than he hated foxes… though I did have Suwako check for poison."
"You have paid that debt many times over Ayumu, but I shall accept your repayment nonetheless."
Setting aside two saucers you fill them both with the alcohol, handing one to Kanako you clink your saucers together before drinking and facing the lake. The alcohol is smooth and of remarkably high quality which… given how much you paid for it you would be rather infuriated if it wasn't.
You let out a breath as you press the saucer to your lips once again, your eyes looking over the misty lake as you feel yourself relax. "Gensokyo is beautiful, you know that?"
"It is, we have made a good home here. But sometimes it is good to be reminded of how fortunate we truly are. I do appreciate everything you have done for us Ayumu, it is good to relax."
The smile on your face is genuine.
---
With the sound of crunching dirt you land back onto the shrine besides Kanako. The evening… what was left of it passed pleasantly but quickly, and you now find yourself staring up at the building as stars paint the night sky.
There are no signs of anyone here, not even clones of Suwako on the roof… though you are sure there are some around. Staying somewhere else or not the shrine is never left undefended. There's a very faint warmth in your body, the alcohol was pleasant but not near enough to get you absolutely tipsy. The same applies for the goddess, beyond just the faintest traces of a blush on her face she is fim and fit and ready for… whatever else the night has in store.
To be honest the two of you didn't talk much, the pleasant silence was eno-
"Ayumu?" Kanako's voice cuts through your thoughts.
"Yes?"
"Might you join me in my room for another drink?" the goddess asks, one hand moving to her hips as she twists her waist to look at you.
… "Sure."
In due course you find yourself in her bedroom, the previous pale orange light of twilight having now been replaced with thin wisps of silvery white moonlight that paint the room in a fascinating blue monochrome. The goddess walks over to her closet and slides the door open, the sounds of clinking glass sound out before she pulls out an old bottle of sealed sake from some hidden compartment you can't quite see at your angle.
Pulling back she holds it up, smiling slightly in your direction. "I still have my stock."
Setting aside two cups she fills them up and hands one to you. It is… harsher than the bottles you brought, stronger with a heavier burn going down. But there is a pleasant sweetness to it as well, very Kanako.
"What are your plans for the morrow Ayumu?" the goddess asks, moving to lean against the far wall next to her goddess outfit and the window.
Your breath leaves you in a sigh, though you aren't actually bothered by the question. "I hope to get started on the Underground situation. Though I haven't quite yet decided how to approach that. I could reach out to Yuuka to see if she knows anything; she always seems to know more than she lets on. Would be good to know what favor she wants as well." Your head turns to gaze out of the window. The moon isn't visible from this position, but the fields of stars are beautiful just the same. "I could also reach out to Suika to see what she knows, she is the oni that I am aware of on the surface, that could be useful."
You take another sip and return your gaze to the goddess. "Reimu or Alice are an option as well, Reimu for her experience and knowledge, while Alice was involved to begin with… even if she doesn't know the extent of Shinki's involvement."
The goddess nods. "The Underground has always been defining for the Moriya, but now we shall approach it stronger than ever." Kanako shrugs her shoulders, causing the dress to lightly shift and causing rather interesting ripples across her anatomy.
You stare at her for a moment then take another sip of your drink.
"Ayumu?"
You lower the saucer. "Yes?"
Kanako has moved her hand to run along her normal outfit, her fingers play across the mirror briefly before moving to the chrysanthemum pendant around her neck. "How do I look, this form of dress is new to me?"
"As I said before you are beautiful, and that means a lot coming from a fox."
Her fingers still on the mirror, then her gaze turns to you. "Is that the servant talking? Or the man?"
You set the saucer down onto the ground carefully and fully focus onto the woman. "The man, I do mean that. You are a very attractive woman in all senses of the word."
Kanako glances down at her dress, her hands… fidgeting slightly at the hems of her sleeves. "I put much effort into getting this outfit modified and perfect, do I not… tempt you?"
You say nothing, instead you merely stare at the goddess as she goes well out of her element.
Then, you walk over to her, placing one hand onto her right shoulder while the other grasps her left wrist. Stepping forward the goddess's back goes fully flush with the wall, a gasp escaping her lips as you 'pin' her there.
"Kanako Yasaka, you are beautiful, and I have grown more fond of you than any other woman in my life."
Kanako blinks, a blush, far fiercer than any you've seen before forming on her face. "How very sudden Shinshi."
You smile, "you always did prefer an aggressive approach."
She smiles back, then darts forward to lock her lips with your own. She separates a moment later, a cocky smile on her face that you've grown to love. "I prefer action, not aggression… Suwako and the rest shall not be back for some time."
…
You lean in to kiss her yourself, allowing your feelings to show through actions instead of words as you pour your affection into it. Her head tilts, and her hands move to the back of your head as you both slide down to the floor.
---
You didn't dream, though admittedly you didn't sleep much either. When you awaken it is in a very pleasant warmth. Blinking you force your eyes open, the sun's rays are pouring in through a briefly unfamiliar window, bright yellow sunlight forcing you to awaken despite the sheer comfort you are surrounded by.
Though, of course, you can barely see the sun to begin with at the moment. You shift your head back so that you are free of Kanako's bosom. The goddess letting out a murmur of discontent before she shifts slightly on the sheet naked as a newborn.
You… smile as you look at her, then shift yourself so that you are laying with your back upon the bed. A wooden ceiling greets your vision, and you slowly close your eyes again as you plot out your day, the sound of Kanako's gentle breathing in your ears.
Chapter 144: Mindreaders
Chapter Text
You believe it would be best to start with Alice. She is the most 'connected' to this brewing incident. Everything seems to be coalescing around this one solitary thing, and if you are going to be involved you are going to drag along the one person Shinki is specifically protecting. You aren't doing this to be cruel or the like; Alice can take care of herself, but for the fact that she has been preparing already and Shinki will most likely aid in some way if worst comes to worst.
That, and you are highly curious as to whether Shinki has informed Alice about the true reason for her preparations as of yet.
You are, however, not bringing Reisen quite yet. You don't know the full extent of her abilities and would rather not bring her onto a scouting mission until you know precisely what you are seeking out and how to approach it. She is too much of a wildcard at present, not that you don't trust Eientei. They have been rather useful allies up to this point, but Reisen is an unknown to you, and there is very little in the historical record about her beyond a brief runin with Reimu during the Imperishable Night incident.
Alice, on the other hand, is far more documented… if sequestered, but you wouldn't call Eientei 'open and available' either; doctor's office notwithstanding. No, Reisen can wait. Suwako still has to speak with Eientei about the details anyway, for now you can merely check up on Yuugi or Satori and get more information, possibly the embassies as well while you are at it.
You slide a hand behind your head as you stare up at the ceiling. You still have not found the Oni Village… mostly for lack of trying on your part admittedly. But if the Oni are planning a revolt you would rather not walk directly into their home base if at all possible. It does make you slightly worry about Suika and Yuugi however, are they part of it? Against it? Or just not involved at all? Questions upon questions upon questions, the norm for your life at this point. Humans' are easy to infiltrate and figure out, youkai tend to be far more obnoxious, and this is from a species that values honesty more than just about anything. Right at the top of their priorities, alongside booze and wanton violence.
A hand slides across your chest, and you turn your head to see the eyes of Kanako Yasaka staring into your own.
She speaks, a soft and deeply amused thing. "What are you plotting, fox?"
"Taking over Japan eventually, think I'll put a giant statue of you demanding the world kneel on the northern and southern points of the island, should bring in tourists."
Kanako chuckles softly, the sound full of genuine mirth. "What a grand plan, but I would require the rest of the Moriya on the plinth as well. Perhaps a little fox sitting on my shoulder."
You laugh as well, one hand moving to clutch hers as you smile. "Only if he is visibly injured, possibly with a broken pelvis."
Her hand clutches yours a mite more tightly before she sits up, the blanket moving with her to cover her assets as she raises her arms to stretch them above her head. A rather… un-goddess-like yawn drifts out from her lips, and a moment later she turns to look at you once more with a smile. "I shall hear no complaints Ayumu, and you seemed a most willing partner at the time. But what are you actually planning?"
"Deciding how I shall be approaching the situation in The Underground. I already have it mostly figured out to be honest, I just now need to actually take action."
The goddess smiles, then with a swing of her legs over the side of the bed she stands up, the blanket falling away to reveal her form in full lit by the light of the morning sun. It frames her rather gorgeously, and despite your nature you don't bother hiding your appreciation or study of it for several moments as the goddess stretches once more before turning to face you. "I am sure you shall do the Moriya proud. I shall be here working on a… gift for you."
You tilt your head slightly. "Oh? Should I ask?"
The goddess smirks. "I do believe that would ruin the surprise. Now, shall you be joining me in the bath or shall you merely be content to stare?"
"... Well of course, what form of fox do you take me for?"
---
You wander into the dining room with Kanako at your side… well, as much as you can anyway. The doors are tight at the best of times, much less when you are trailing just behind the woman. To that end she enters first, and you find yourself stepping into a room with at least two smug people in it. Both Suwako and Sanae are grinning from ear to ear, Haru for her part looks normal if a touch disappointed, but you ignore that for the moment to study the very pleased expression Sanae has on her face.
You arch a brow in a silent question, and the smile on her face only grows wider as her eyes flit over to Kanako. With a sigh you move to sit down opposite her on the table, only to find yourself hoisted in the air to be plopped beside Kanako onto her throne by the goddess herself.
You blink, slowly. Then turn your head to look at the goddess. "Who or what do I have to sacrifice in order to be worthy of this honor? I do believe I bleed enough already to count as my own blood sacrifice."
"Silence, or you shall lose the privilege." The goddess counters.
Mouth opening briefly you instead decide against it, leaning down you grab a cup of rice and place it onto your lap, fingers snapping open a pair of chopsticks in the process as you start to eat breakfast next to your… well, you will need to figure that out.
"So today's the day fer The Underground?" Suwako drawls, the goddess isn't eating, instead she is merely sitting back and staring up at you, still smiling of course.
"Indeed," you say idly chewing on some rice a moment before swallowing and speaking again. "I'll be fetching Alice and heading down there to see what I can or cannot find. Don't plan on engaging anyone quite yet, this shall be an information gathering exercise."
Suwako nod. "Ah'll get ahold of Kaguya after breakfast then, let her know we're gettin' started and let her know we formally agree then."
You nod back. "Got it, then I'll be heading to Alice directly after breakfa-"
"I'm going with you." Sanae says.
You turn your head to her slowly, the shrine maiden has lost her smirk… but does look somewhat amused. "That's fine, but I would ask why."
"She's nice to talk to, and if you are taking your fox butt to The Underground I want to be around as backup. You can summon my mothers but I can do it more effectively and more impressively, that… and I am far more adorable. Which is useful for diplomacy as you have taught me." She lowers a bit of rice from her bowl to offer it to the dropbear in her lap. The little furry rodent relaxing against her stomach as he eats.
"You just want to see the giant dolls again."
"Yes."
You smile, then a slight tickle crawls down your back as your hair extends and takes on a bright green hue. Your eyes and face morph as well, until with a rather impish smile you are a perfect match for Sanae. "I think I'm plenty adorable, thank you foxbutt." You stare at your 'duplicate' and she matches the stare as you both start to slowly tilt your head and smile that winning smile Sanae is known for.
"Knock it off, always creepy when ya two do that."
You both turn to look at Suwako in sync. "Knock off what?"
---
To say Sanae wanted to speak with you once you both took off into the air proper would be perhaps understating things. The very moment you had the waterfall between you and the shrine the maiden basically latched onto your arm and stared so hard into your eyes you do believe she could see your soul and everything hidden inside of it. "Weeeeeeeell? How did my mother behave on the date?"
You stare back, idly wondering if she has gone insane since the last time you saw her. "Quite well, she was most kind and ladylike."
Sanae lets out a sigh of relief. "Good, I was terrified she was going to draw a sword and challenge you to a duel."
"She did not." You fly a bit lower, guiding the shrine maiden slowly towards the forest where Alice resides. "It was a most pleasant evening, we drank, we ate, we spoke. Then we returned to the shrine."
"Then you slept with m-"
"Yes I slept with Kanako, you seem most fascinated by that fact." You smile lightly, still not having removed your gaze from focusing on Sanae."
Sanae smiles impishly. "You both are good for each other, it's… kinda gross to think about. But I'm happy you two like each other enough to do that." Her free hand idly moves to rub at her cheek. "It took a lot for you to break out of your shell, and I've never seen her as happy as you make her."
You don't respond to that with a tease or the like, something that would come naturally to your species. Instead your smile softens. "I agree, she is a… wonderful woman, and we do well to shore up each other's weaknesses. Soon you may very well be changing from 'little sister' to 'daughter-in-law,' I do hope you are prepared for that."
Sanae surprises you. Instead of being disturbed or disgusted by the thought her eyes alight in joy. "You are going to propose!?"
Her shout, if not for the waterfall, could probably be heard all the way at the Hakurei shrine.
You lean back a little, ears ringing. "I… was not planning on it anytime soo-"
Sanae's hand darts out to cover your lips, a rather disturbing glint in her eyes as you suddenly feel like a hostage. "Ayumu, you defiled my mother, now you will be marrying my mother."
You arch a brow, and your voice comes out unfiltered in her ears despite the hand covering your mouth. "She defiled me thank you, and I would rather not rush into things that quickly."
"When have you ever not rushed into things?"
You move a hand to scratch your chin, still uncaring about the mouth covering your own. "Well, I did ponder about which shrine to join. Byakuren did have rather sizable sutra scrolls."
Her elbow darts out and you catch it, the process repeats twice more as she glares at you. "My mother's mountains of faith are magnificent."
Your hand falters, and she uses the moment's hesitation to jab the elbow into your side and force the air out of your lungs with a slight wheeze. You shake your head, hand idly moving to your side as you speak. "Fine fine, I'll marry your mother… probably. But just give me a bit of time, I think we are still figuring ourselves out."
"You seemed to have explored each other most liberally last night, what is left to find out?"
"... I am so proud of you."
---
You arrive at Alice's abode to see quite the sight. The flower fields out front have been replaced by what appears to be a small corn crop in alignment with the season. Small dolls move about with smaller hoes to make the work quick and efficient. It's a fascinating sight, but it is nowhere near the most fascinating show currently being put on at present.
One of the puppeteer's large 'goliath' dolls is laying across the lawn. It's porcelain face is looking up towards the sky like an oversized daydreamer. This being doesn't blink nor breath, but it does move. With the sound of clanking gears its left arm raises, the cloth dress around that section falling away into four sections to reveal lines where the joints are, and a large open panel in which you can see mechanical gears and mechanisms. Alice is standing just before it, her fingers dancing in the air as a small army of dolls surges towards the panel and gets to work rearranging strings and wires.
It's an oddly artificial thing for a 'magician'. But you suppose you aren't one to judge.
The magician is dressed in her usual… dress, and upon the two of you landing she turns her head just enough so that her right eye is peering over her shoulder. It doesn't slow the dance of her fingers, the digits move through the air like a pianist upon their keys as near invisible magic strings guide the dolls along. "You shall forgive me for not bowing at the moment, are you here to see the workshop again Sanae?"
You turn your head to look at the shrine maiden. "Again?"
Sanae looks away from you, "I have a healthy fascination for giant weapons of war and destruction."
"You are absolutely very very much your mothers' daughter, you know that?"
Sanae crosses her arms. "And how well do you know them? Oh wait."
You elbow her in the side, then turn to Alice… ignoring the scandalized look on Sanae's face all the while. "Might we speak privately Ms. Margatroid? There is something we must discuss."
Alice stares at you, eyes narrowing for a brief moment before she nods. Her hands stab upwards, and at once the dolls hang lifeless in the air. Then there is a flurry of motion, the dolls fly backwards out of the way as the eighteen meter tall goliath slowly gets up onto its feet. It clicks and whirs as it moves, something far more inhuman about it than Alice's smaller artifacts.
It stands then, towering above you all before it turns around and walks over to the edge of the clearing. It pauses there, impassive face staring off into the trees as it stands motionless. Alice then turns, walking over to her front door.
You drag Sanae along with you, following the magician.
The interior is just as pleasant the last time you were in here, a lovely mix of scents ranging from freshly boiled tea to carefully selected plants decorates the air in a rather pleasant bouquet. Alice does not offer a drink, nor does she offer you a seat. Instead the magician stands in the center of the abode once you enter, turning around and closing the door with a flick of her wrist and flash of magical string. "I would presume you are here about Lady Shinki?"
… Ah, so the goddess did inform her after all.
Alice must have seen something in your expression, or took something from your silence. As without waiting for a response she continues speaking. "My Lady Shinki came by just two days prior to inform me of the incident brewing in full, in addition she told me of the Moriya's involvement. I myself have informed no one else."
That time syncs up to when you were speaking with Koakuma, making it rather obvious the goddess was either spying on you, or Koakuma reported the event almost immediately. Or both. "That speeds things up quite a bit then. Myself and Sanae here will be heading into The Underground shortly, scouting mostly. Will be checking up on either the embassies or a few choice characters while we were there. You are, of course, welcome to come along if you so wish. But we shall not force you."
Alice flicks her wrist to the side, and two dolls come flying in from outside your range of vision to rest on her shoulder. You… yes, Shanghai and Hourai, though the little troublemaker at present is showing no sign of her previous sentience. "Then let us be off." Alice says simply.
Well, that was suspiciously easy.
But she didn't need much convincing to get involved with the previous incident either did she?
---
The path down the tunnel is just as filled with lingering youkai as the last time you were here. Goblins, fairies, spider youkai and other such things live in caves set into the walls. Decorating and lighting the entire place rather well for the journey down. Alice, for her part, hasn't said much of anything at all since you started travelling, by that you mean she hasn't said anything at all since you left her house and went to the tunnel.
She doesn't seem particularly nervous however, just quiet. Sanae is staying close to you, content to gaze around at the youkai as you all fly down together to the level the city is at.
It's not a long flight to do so in any case, roughly ten minutes after you've left Alice's house you've gone down the several mile long tunnel and find yourself in the wide cavern that Former Hell resides inside of. The town is just as brilliant and vibrant as ever, even from a distance. But some things are new. For starters the town has expanded a touch more, since you visited for your new suit. Skeletal frames of structure are extending east towards the underground river. New housing or business being put in place to maintain whatever new arrivals or births take place here.
In addition there is work being done on the cave ceiling as well. Around you and the city are massive piles of rock and metal, directly above them are large circular holes being carved into the ceiling. Whether for new tunnels or new space you cannot say, all you can tell from here is that the work seems to be progressing rather quickly.
You turn your head back towards the city, then towards your two travelling companions. "We should start with Satori I believe, while she may not be the most politically active or up to date. She is the closest thing we have to an ally in the Underground that isn't my tailor, and frankly I would not go to her for political information either."
"I'm surprised Satori is willing to work with us at all to be honest." Sanae muses aloud.
"She seems rather forgiving from what I've seen, mostly due to the fact that nobody can hide anything from her anyway. If she knows the person apologizing is sincere she has no practical reason to not forgive them, as long as transgressions have been sorted out."
"I do not like her much." Alice says aloud, causing you and Sanae both to turn to look at her. "She has the abilities of a magician in her own right, but she sequesters herself away in the farthest reaches of Gensokyo."
… You are very tempted to point out that Alice lives deep in a forest filled with man-eating youkai and surrounded by tiny adorable weapons. But you don't, because despite what Sanae may claim you do have tact.
Instead you smile. "I suppose she has her reasons, most people tend to be uncomfortable around mind-readers."
Alice's head turns from looking at the village to focus on you. "And you aren't? I would assume a species so accustomed to secrecy would find a species such as hers wholly abhorrent."
You shrug your shoulders. "So you would think, but it is rather relaxing. Satori makes no efforts politically so I do not need to worry about her spreading any of my secrets, and without having to worry about such a thing I tend to find I can relax more around her than I could other people."
Sanae snorts from behind you. "Well if you like it so much why don't you just live there? I don't think she has any foxes in her collection."
You smirk, turning your head to look at the snippy shrine maiden. "I'm sure Kanako would love the idea, I'll tell her all about it when we get back."
Sanae's eyes narrow. "That's playing dirty and you know it, don't use my mother's happiness as a weapon."
"I'll use whatever I like as a weapon, I'm a fox and whatever advantages I can find I shall use to my best ability."
"As amusing as this is, might we move on? I would prefer not to be a target by dallying before we even reach the village proper." Alice states, her feet lifting off the ground as she does so.
"Well, if you insist." You lift off the ground as well, and with the two of them following you go up about one hundred feet before flying over the city and towards Satori's mansion. Much like the last time you were here it hasn't changed, tall and proud buildings of a bygone age decorated with red tile. Flames illuminate it brilliantly, and the scents and sounds mix upon your senses like the finest fermented drink.
But there is also the scent of blood, iron, sulphur and everything else the denizens of hell are known for and surround themselves with. The city is, in itself, a microcosm of youkai society as a whole, and very well may be the last one of its size left in… Japan at least. Of the other realms Yukari showed you you could not speak as to their population, but if they are anything like Japan they are a dying people.
Still, it is itself beautiful, a memory perhaps, but one that deserves remembrance in all of its forms. You fly over it without comment with Alice to your left and Sanae to the right, the two of them both flying just behind you as you make your way to the edge of the cavern whereupon Satori's mansion sits.
The building still looks hilariously out of place as your approach, what with its faux-gothic exterior absolutely covered in hearts set into the stonework. The 'garden', little more than piled stones and a bit of wrought iron fencing surrounding the complex is bathed in the orange-yellow light emanating from the interior, it creates a rather odd juxtaposition, the old fencing and dead (unplanted) garden gives the appearance of a horror scene, this is only doubled by the dim lighting of the Underground and the fact that this building sits all on its lonesome.
This effect is immediately countermanded by the fact that the building is filled with fluffy animals and the edifices are covered in Satori's symbol of a heart. An amusing mix, and one that you smile about as you land in front of the door to the abode and open it.
It reveals once again the well lit and maintained lobby, with the long checkered hallway going off into the distance. A giggle fills the air, and your head turns towards the source of it to see Koishi playing with a cat. The satori has a cat tease in her hand, and is currently crouching down and waving it through the air as a small kitten tries its damndest to get a hold of it. "Good morning Koishi." You say quietly.
The youkai's head snaps up, joy visible to all the world behind her bright green irises. The cat leaps up to grap the tease without her noticing, scampering down the hall ignored as Koishi stands up then skips over to you with a wide smile on her face. "Good morning!"
Her smile is infectious, but not enough that you match it. "Are you doing well?"
The empath nods emphatically. "Yep, are you here to play?"
You shake your head. "Not at present unfortunately, afterwards perhaps?"
Koishi's smile gets a touch wider, then, like she was never there at all, she disappears from view. The only sign she was ever present being the faint scent of a rose that hangs in the air for a microsecond before it too dissipates.
Your smile grows a moment, then falters slightly as you see both Alice and Sanae staring at you oddly.
Sanae speaks first. "You can see Koishi?"
"Indeed I can, you know her?"
Sanae nods. "Briefly. She was on the shrine a bit during the incident underground before disappearing. I haven't seen her since."
Alice makes a thoughtful noise, and you turn your gaze slightly to see the magician staring at you briefly before she turns her head towards the hallway. "Shall we?"
You nod, then step forward once again. Your shoes in unison echo along the hallway, given the whole thing has an air of… prominence wouldn't be the correct term, it creates an illusion of class that isn't wholly there. Much like how an ancient lord may spend all of his income on making his castle ever grander but fail to put anything in it.
Though, admittedly, given how many creatures are currently staring down at you from the balconies any 'decorations' would be quickly ruined by them running about. The point is made only grander by a cat darting out of a side door and leaping up onto your shoulders. Its claws fail to pierce your suit, but that doesn't matter, as instead of attacking you it merely perches on your shoulder and purrs slightly as you walk.
"Made a friend?" Sanae asks, rather more amused than she has any right to be.
Your nose twitches as you place what… or more specifically who the cat is. "Apparently."
You do avoid petting it however once you place the scent, to touch a lady in such a manner without permission would be rude. Foxes may have a reputation for being… flirty, but you are spoken for, and the last thing you need is a bolt of lightning to carve through six miles of underground rock to cook a cat resting on your shoulder. So instead you merely bend your shoulder so that the cat does not fall off as you walk to Satori's door.
You reach it a good half minute later, the simple wooden door decorated with a heart motif sits closed, the only sign of life on the other side being a flickering orange light coming through the crack at the bottom. You reach up your hand to knoc-
"It's unlocked."
Satori's voice speaks up before your knuckles meet the wood. A smile comes onto your face once more, it seems like Satori is always in her study. The woman has the reputation of a bit of a shuttin, and yes I know you can hear me.
You open the door then, nodding your head in respect as Satori glares at you from her desk. "I am not a shuttin, I just prefer my privacy. What might I assist you with?"
Your smile grows a touch. "I meant no offense of course, would you prefer a mental conversation or a vocal one?"
"Vocal," Satori answers. "It is easier to manage multiple people in a conversation that way."
You nod once more in understanding and open your mouth to speak, only to find your knees bending slightly in reflex as a new weight finds itself on your shoulders. Shapely legs hang down your front from around your neck. A giggle fills the air, an odd sound in that it ends with a loud purr that causes your neck to vibrate.
You have one of Satori's pets around your neck, attempting to in some manner get you to be surprised or embarrassed. Unfortunately for her however you are a Moriya and a fox besides. Insanity is your wheelhouse. "I would assume you trust your pets implicitly?" you ask, conveying in your tone just how serious you are at the moment.
The mind reader nods, idly closing the book on her lap as she realizes this shall not be a 'pleasure' talk like the two of you have had in the past.
"I shall trust in your judgment, I have come to speak to you of the Oni. We have received word from several sources at this point that they appear to be planning some form of major incident and possible takeover. We were hoping you have heard something about it, and if not hoping to have at least your tacit support."
Satori lets out a breath, then her eyes close for several moments as she thinks. Sanae tenses besides you, the shrine maiden not… preparing for combat persay, but rather anxious to hear whatever Satori says next. Alice for her part is merely flexing her fingers repeatedly, small invisible strings becoming briefly visible before fading from view once again.
Then her violet eyes open once more. "I have not heard anything of it, and neither have my pets." Satori's eyes then flit over to Alice. "You may keep your opinions to yourself, magician."
Alice crosses her arms and looks away, suddenly finding a bookcase on the other side of the room far more interesting than the conversation going on.
You can't help but smirk at that, disappointment besides. "Unfortunate, would you please inform us if anything comes up?"
The woman nods slightly once more. "Utsuho has been… pestering me to allow her to test her powers again, so it may be wise to do so yes."
Would you also be willing to accept a gift on behalf of Koishi? I brought something I had been meaning to give her which she may find amusing, unfortunately I'm not always around to play with her so I thought it would be best to bring a present.
Satori blinks repeatedly, either surprised by the fact you phrased the question in your thoughts… or surprised that Koishi came up. "Of course, yes."
You smile and produce a small wrapped box from your pocket. "A simple entertainment device, but one she may find rather amusing. As one of the few people that can see her I think it is only right I keep her as much in my thoughts as anyone else."
Satori stares at the wrapped box a moment, then her fingers come out to take it from you as a small and rare smile comes onto her face. "Thank you very much."
You bow your head. "Of course, then with that we shall take our leave."
With a shuffle of legs Rin, now fully in her human form, leaps off of your head to land in the middle of the office. The corpse-cat has her arms crossed below her bust, one foot tapping against the floor repeatedly as she stares at you annoyed.
Satori for her part sighs as Sanae giggles. "Rin," Satori begins. "You cannot fool the nose of a fox, you should know better."
You tap your nose as Satori says that, then exit the room with Sanae and Alice in tow.
---
You look over at Sanae as you step out of the mansion proper, a small smile still present on your face as you do so. "You were oddly quiet there, nervous about something? Or were you merely letting me handle the talks?"
"I was trying to keep my mind clear, I hate working with mind readers."
You blink at that. "Have… you worked with Satori before?"
Sanae shakes her head. "No, but the idea itself makes me rather uncomfortable, no idea how you and mom do it."
You shrug your shoulders. "Nothing really wrong about it, Satori merely enjoys cute, brainless things. So frankly I fail to see why the two of you wouldn't get along, even with the mind reading."
Sanae jabs you in the ribcage for that with her elbow, something you only just barely block with your hand. There's a noise of surprise to your left, and you and Sanae both look to see Alice staring at the two of you in alarm, a doll poking over her shoulder wielding a tiny lance.
You and Sanae both speak at the same time. "What/What?"
The doll stares at you for a moment longer before Alice's finger twitches, the doll disappearing from view behind her back a moment later as the magician lets out a sigh. "... Apologies, might we now continue our search?"
You nod. "Next would be Yuugi, she frequents a rather… rough bar, one filled with oni at that. So we may want to be rather careful."
"So we hide while you send in illusions?" Sanae asks.
You shake your head. "I thought about it, but not only would I still need to hear the conversation over the raucous sound of the street and bar… the oni are rather punchy. If something goes wrong I cannot guarantee the illusions sticking around either, and we may end up having to punch something in order to get information or make our point clear."
Alice speaks up. "Is it wise to get into a fight in a bar filled with Oni?"
Sanae sighs. "Probably not, but it's how things tend to end up no matter how much we try."
"One of the great mysteries of Gensokyo." You admit. "No matter how much I attempt paths of diplomacy I usually end up socking someone in the mouth, or having Kanako sock someone in the mouth."
With that your feet lift off the ground, the other two following a moment later as you make your back into town.
It's a quick flight before you find yourself standing in front of the bar in question once more. The sign of 'Ota's Liver' still hangs above the entrance, barely moving in the 'wind' caused by the underground heat. But the bar also has some new additions, that being outdoor tables. They are simple things of stone with a fence surrounding this new 'porch'. What is interesting, and what makes you pause, is the fact that the tables are entirely in use by oni. A mix of oni both red and blue sit at four tables, all of them talking quietly amongst themselves and watching the crowd.
That, in itself, wouldn't be particularly unusual for the Underground. What is, is the fact that all of these oni are in a bar… and that they are all sober. Indeed the cups in front of them lack any scent, and as you watch one raise a glass to its face in obvious distaste you realize they are drinking water.
You stare at that, then slowly slip your hand into your pockets. "They are watching the building." You say quietly, "be on your guard."
Sanae tenses ever so slightly behind you, the grip on her gohei shifting to one requiring both hands as she then moves to stand shoulder to shoulder with you. Alice for her part says and does nothing, she merely stares at the bar ahead with a curious expression as you approach it.
None of the oni move to stop you as you walk, though more heads than not turn to look at you as you walk past them, sneers present as you enter the building.
The bar is itself, the same as the last time you were here. That being rather dingy and wholly appropriate for oni and goblins. You haven't been here in six months, and in that intervening time it hasn't changed besides the new porch outside. What has changed however is the clientele: where before there were goblins and even a few fairies present, now the clientele is entirely made up of oni. There's a good dozen of them in the building, with, going by the sound of laughter and bustling glasses… probably a good six to seven more on the balcony above.
The bartender, the very same man who seemed surprised when you came back from meeting Yuugi alive now stares at you with alarm for a brief moment. Before he returns to cleaning a glass and ignoring your existence.
You let out a breath, hand idly tracing the spell cards in your pocket before you walk up to the bar, ignoring the stares of the oni around you as you do so. You lean over the counter, not drawing a seat as your eyes peruse the alcohol stock on the wall. You do this for several moments before turning to focus on the bartender, the oni now no longer cleaning the glass as he stares at you.
"Have you perhaps seen Yuugi around? I would much like to speak with her."
The bartender lets out a grunt and shakes his head. "No, she ain't been around lately."
"Truly? Then do you perhaps know where she has be-"
"HEY MORIYA!"
You turn your head to see an oni is reaching for Sanae's shoulder. You start to slide your hand out of your pocket with a card, but before you can Sanae's knee jerks up to slam into the red oni's crotch. The youkai's eyes widen as he makes a sound not unlike a frightened kitten, before with the sound of a crushed wooden chair he collapses to the side and onto the floor.
You get precisely a quarter second to appreciate this before every chair in the bar is moved aside. Every oni is now standing and glaring at you, with the sound of more coming down the stairs… and a group of three moving to block the exit.
An ambush.
Lovely.
Chapter 145: Power, Puppets, Pleasantries
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Well, this just sums up how things in Gensokyo go, doesn't it? You innocently try to get some information and end up in the middle of an ambush. It's a wonder the people haven't murdered each other buying groceries.
This is bad. Very bad, in frank terms. Oni adore fighting and are very good at it, at least the strength portion of combat anyway. From what you have witnessed they lack much in the way of finesse, something you may yet be able to use to your advantage.
And a fight it will have to be, as at the moment there is no easy line of escape for the group as a whole. If you wanted to get out you could, but successfully extricating Sanae and Alice would be far more difficult. You let out a breath, and time slows down as magic fills your form. Fur extends from your skin, your senses heightened as adrenaline floods your system. Everything moves in slow-motion as your eyes dart around the room. Three at the entrance, twelve in the bar itself. Your ears twitch, six more coming down from the balcony. With the five that were outside that makes twenty six oni out for blood.
A rather unreasonable amount by your estimation, but since when has anyone in Gensokyo fought fair? Yourself included. Your turn your gaze back to Sanae, the shrine maiden is lifting her gohei with a finger perched just past her lips. Alice is just beside her, hands raising in slowed time to reveal small, nearly invisible lines tied around the tips of her fingers, silken string briefly visible like a spider's web as she draws them taut once more.
Well then.
Protecting Sanae comes first, Alice, while important, is at the moment a distant second in that regard. But for now you need to act.
Time returns to normal as your hand stabs out with a spellcard.
"Fox Sign - Fox Hunt."
You can pay for the damage to the bar later.
A small and adorable little golden fox hops onto the table between two oni and lets out a happy yip. One of them, a blue male, reaches out for it with an annoyed expression before it explodes violently and annihilates the table. The two oni around the table go flying back from the point blank blast, shards of energy hitting their chests and causing them to slam back-first into the wall. It dents ever so slightly from the impact, the stone construction failing a little from their sheer bulk.
It's a good little fox, and good little foxes make friends.
With a thought a dozen more foxes rush out, sending rippling explosions across the bar. These, unlike the last ones, don't actually cause any damage to the furniture, but the oni react to them just the same because they believe it. Disarray and smoke fills the space, oni letting out shouts of alarm and anger in your general direction.
You smile, then charge forward. Your staff appears in your hand as you move, an oni in front of you, red with a rather nasty looking scar across his face raises a bottle to hit you with it, but quickly shifts it around to attempt to block your staff as it swings around for his head. With a crack of staff upon bone the divine wood goes through the glass and slaps against the youkai's arm, the bone underneath giving slightly and causing him to roar in pain and anger. You duck, fur rippling as another oni launches a punch that narrowly misses your own head. Your leg kicks out as your claws sink into the wooden floor, it impacts the knee with a loud crack and forces the oni who swung at you to crouch. It's a female, blue skinned with stark white hair. Your staff jams forward into her gullet with all the strength given to you by this form.
She goes sailing back into another one of the tables and utterly shatters it, skidding across the floor atop its splintered remains. You jump backwards using your claws as a wrenching point, narrowly missing another oni slamming a foot right where you were just sitting. You then leap to the side up and over a table as another fist comes flying for your head. The staff swings out to clonk a red male in the skull, forcing him to stumble back a few steps before he surges forward again. You jerk to the side, grabbing his arm and allowing his own momentum to bleed off towards the group coming down the steps.
They shove him away roughly, and you now get eyes on Alice and Sanae once more. She has adopted the hand-to-hand style you have seen Suwako perform more than once, her thumb is pressed tightly to the bottom of her fingers to adopt a form of 'snake' like gesture. It's all rapid strikes, and is effective enough at keeping them at bay, but with every oni she pushes back another pushes in, and her attempts at parrying, while effective, look more than a little painful due to the sheer difference in strength.
Alice meanwhile has formed a ring around her of dolls that are firing into the crowd. With every passing moment a new spell is on her lips and playing out its effects from her dancing fingers, causing blasts of energy that send oni skidding back temporarily.
But she, like Sanae, can't hold forever. It's too close to use spellcards effectively, and in a contest of strength you are all at a disadvantage.
You leap towards them, legs lifting over the mass of oni before you come to a stop just along the edge of the bar. Your staff swings upwards to fill the air with a loud crack as your weapon narrowly blocks the thrown fist of an oni after Sanae. You jerk your head to the right to see the grinning face of a red oni staring down at you.
A battlecry sounds from behind you, and the space in between you both is suddenly invaded by a green-haired shrine maiden digging her elbow into his gut. A hot rush of breath washes over you as the air is violently expended from the oni's lungs, and with a battlecry of your own you slam your foot into his chest and send him rocketing bac-
*Crash*
Pain fills you as something heavy and wooden smashes along your head. Your rear around, grabbing the arm of the bartender who smashed the chair on you and raking your claws across his chest. Blood flies through the air, even as your own clouds the vision in one of your eyes. You blink, then wrench your claws further inwards and using them as a hook wrench him up and over the bar, then with all of your strength you toss him into the assembled mass and knock a good four over.
"Ayumu!"
You swing back around to see the group from the balcony has decided to join the party. One is leading them; a very tall female blue oni, probably a good ten feet or so with bright red hair is leering down at you. Almost faster than you can perceive her fist sails out, a cinderblock in the shape of muscle and bone that you desperately raise your staff you block.
The wood of the staff bends and your arms scream in protest. Your back does as well a moment later as it collides with the end of the bartop. "Sanae!" you scream out. "Suwako!" you duck, allowing your staff to fall briefly as you draw out a new spellcard. You don't look back to see if Sanae understood your message, you are far too busy to check at the moment.
You would love to be using more illusions, but if you make yourself a more slippery target they may go after Sanae, that, and a chaotic melee leaves one little room to fit such things.
The oni swings her arm around again as you lift the spell, but falters… as a familiar wrongness fills the air. You use that moment to raise the card high, your shouting voice joining Sanae as you even the odds.
"Sky God Summon - Glorious Arrival!"
"Earth-God Summon - Iron Ring!"
The fist continues towards your face, and you watch it hurtling towards you in slow motion. A look of triumph is present on the oni's face despite the filtering miasma of thought and wrongness filling the atmosphere, it is present for all of a millisecond before her face distorts. Her jaw crooks to the side and her skin flattens and molds around an invisible fist, her eyes widen, then as time returns to normal she goes flying into the steps at a speed that you can't track. The building shakes from the impact, and standing just where she was is the grinning face of Yasaka Kanako in full goddess regalia.
A familiar whistling sound fills the air at the same time, and you see out of the corner of your eye an iron ring collide with the face of a red oni. He goes down hard, and for the moment at least, the attack has stopped as the ambush takes in the two new fighters present.
"You call on me to fight oni, Ayumu? Your gift is most appreciated." Kanako says, smiling from ear to ear as she offers you your staff once more.
You smile back, then follow after her as she charges into the mass with her blade drawn. Your eyes dart to the side to see a black ichor surrounding Alice and Sanae on the floor. Suwako is sat, perched up on the bar, snakes pouring out of her sleeves as Alice and Sanae blast away at the horde.
This however, true to nature, does not seem to be slowing down the oni. You have achieved parity, not victory, and given what you recall from your fight with Yuugi you may only just be achieving parity given their numbers. Especially since given the noise from outside more are coming, however many more you cannot say, but even just two or three at this point would be rather unmanageable. You swing your staff around to slam it into the stomach of an oni that Kanako parried the blow of, forcing it back before Kanako slashes it with the back of her blade.
'You know,' you say mentally as you bring the staff back up towards the onrushing crowd. 'This may just be the first time we've fought together in a melee, usually we are separated… or you are beating me half to death'
'Try not to disappoint me,' Kanako replies, 'and we may not return to that habit this day.'
"War gods." You mutter. Then twist to the side as another blow narrowly misses your face, you swing your staff upwards, crooking it around the arm of your assailant and swing it around to toss them towards the ma-
The sound of torn meat fills the air, followed by an oddly numb sensation. Blood fills the air along with shattered fragments of bone as your right arm goes sailing clean of your body, you watch clinically as it arcs through the air and douses the back of Kanako's dress in your blood. A wet sound fills the air a millisecond later, and you turn back to see a female red oni with blood dripping from her mouth. Going by the blood on her hand you would imagine she is the one who punched you, but she is having the rather poorer time of it going by the fact Kanako's blade is in her stomach up to the hilt. With the sound of shattering bone and wrenching flesh Kanako yanks the blade upwards, ending the oni's life instantly as the blade departs via the neck.
"Ayumu!" Sanae's voice calls out, it's admittedly hard to focus at the moment but that definitely sounds like her. It's not at all painful, and you turn your gaze to see Sanae sprinting towards you. An oni reaches for her, only to get dogpiled by snakes and dragged down to the floor screaming as ink-black writhing forms engulf him.
Sanae reaches for you, and gets roughly two feet away befo-
*Crash*
A loud deafening crash sounds out, and fresh light invades the interior as the entirety of the front face of the bar explodes inwards. You dive forward, your ruined shoulder colliding with Sanae's torso as you force her onto the ground. You grunt as several hot fragments of stone dig into your back, and a trickle of warmth runs down your back a moment later.
You still can't feel pain, you have yet to decide if that is a good thing or not.
Others were not so lucky. The vast majority of the oni inside the bar got knocked off their feet, they lay in piles, groaning as the last of the rocks fall to the ground. Alice is pressed up against the bar, a wall of shield-wielding dolls in front of her blocked the majority of the debris, though given the multitude of 'dead' dolls on the floor and dented shields you aren't sure it was entirely effective.
The goddesses meanwhile are fine besides somewhat damaged clothes. Their ability to turn incorporeal at will is a rather devastating ability when it comes to a random artillery strike. Speaking of, you slowly turn your head back to see what caused the impact.
Standing just outside the shattered remains of the bar is Suika. The diminutive oni you haven't seen since your last visit to the Hakurei shrine. Her fist is idly held out from where it impacted the wall, a rather flat expression on her face as she idly adjusts the drinking gourd that is held by a string over her shoulder. She's still dressed in that purple and white ensemble you've seen on her before, and as you stare at her you come to notice the good six oni very unconscious around her on the former porch outside.
"Boss!" a red oni male comes running up to her, bleeding slightly from some earlier hit.
She turns her head to look at him, the chains attached to her arms rattling slightly from the motion. The oni stops just before her, and he reaches out for her with a placating palm. "It's the mountain-folks boss, ya gotta hel-"
His words stop as she slowly reaches up to grab his arm and smiles. Then with a yank of her arm a deafening boom and burst of air ripples over everything as the oni goes sailing through the air and clear out of the village entirely. A distant scream filling the air before it leaves even your hearing.
Suika stares at him, then claps her hands together and faces the bar again. With the same smile she walks forward, idly stepping on unconscious bodies as she does so. The oni around you all break and run, most heading back up around the balcony or out the front while giving a wide birth to Suika. It would seem despite the change in form from when you saw her in the dream with Torakuma to now she hasn't lost any of her… presence.
You slowly stand up, brief ebbings of pain starting to filter into your senses as you face the oni. You'd offer Sanae an arm but… well...
Suika stops just before Kanako, the goddess still has her blade drawn and is watching Suika warily. The oni matches her gaze, head tilting slightly before she abruptly turns around and starts to walk back towards the street. "My house." She says simply, then disappears around the corner, idly drinking from her gourd and stepping on several oni as she does so.
You stare after her a moment then turn your gaze back to the group. Everyone is fine… mostly, though everyone is currently looking at you with some concern, even Kanako. "An interesting fight." You say quietly.
You feel a tug and look down to see Sanae yanking down your now very ruined suit jacket. Her eyes widen at the now new stump that is your right arm, just below the shoulder is just the shattered remains of bone and dripping blood. "You've… lost an arm." Sanae says distantly.
A hiss of pain escapes your lips as you shrug, your body having decided it was time for the shock to wear off. "Not lost: it's over there with all the unconscious oni. Now please do something about it before the shock fully wears off."
Sanae's eyes flit up to you. "I… can heal it, but I can't reattach your arm."
Ah.
The fox lost its arm getting out of a trap. How very fitting.
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ou didn't expect Sanae to be able to just reattach your arm via some healing miracle. Her powers are great but that may perhaps be a bit much without preparation. What you did expect and are hilariously grateful for is the fact that her ability to numb the pain seems to work no matter the size of the wound. "We don't have time to go to Eientei right now, assuming they can even fix it."
You turn your gaze towards Suwako, trying to ignore how much the room seems to be moving on its own. "Do you have some way of preserving the arm? I figured if anyone did it would be creepy curse frog lady."
Suwako stares at you a moment, her head tilting before she walks over to the arm and stuffs it into her sleeves. You stare at the sleeve, wondering what form of magical tomfoolery is going on in there. Suwako was always kinda funny like that. "Secret goddess magic?"
Suwako smiles and extends her arms, revealing empty sleeves going all the way to her elbows.
You nod. "Fair eno- GENTLY."
Your mind snaps into focus for a moment as a sharp and terrible pain runs along the entire side of your body. You jerk your head to see Sanae tying what remains of your jacket around the stump of your arm none-too-gently. The pain is mostly dulled, but Sanae is being rather harsh.
"Stupid foxes never learn from their mistakes unless they are given something to remember it by." Sanae grumbles.
You tilt your head. "I was trying to protect you as best I could, you're precious to me."
Sanae's eyes flit up to you, her cheeks turn slightly red as she… lessens how tight the jacket is. "I… yeah... just you make me worry."
You nod and look down at yourself. The jacket is utterly ruined beyond all repair, the pants are in a bit better shape. Well, they are covered in blood, but that's normal, so you aren't particularly upset. You are sad about the suit though, it was a nice suit. You could illusion away the damage probably, but that would lose the effect on the oni.
You turn your head towards Kanako. "Should we go now? I think Suika wanted to talk to us."
Kanako's eyes are narrowed, you aren't sure why. "Are you alright?"
You glance down towards your stump, wiggling it a little as Sanae steps away from her impromptu bandage. "I think so, the oni have done more damage to me than you ever have."
… "Is that a challenge Ayumu or are you merely mocking me?"
You look back up to meet Kanako's eyes, well, one of the three Kanako's anyway. "I'm saying you love and care for me deeply, enough that you would never truly hurt me. And seeing as how none of the oni particularly bothered you I want to thank you for that and say I love you back."
Kanako blinks, twice. Though technically six times if you account for the fact that she is triplets. "You have… lost more blood than I believed." Kanako says quietly, then her eyes flit behind your shoulder. "Suwako?"
With a lurching motion you find your head yanked back, your eyes now locked onto the ceiling as you feel a pair of strong hands wrench your jaw open and pour something down your throat. It tastes vile, like blood mixed with seven day old cold tea. You feel it wash down your throat like a slime… then your ears pop and a shrill ringing fills them.
You lurch back forward and rub your ears, shaking your head as you do so.
"That'd do it ah think." You hear Suwako say.
You blink, realizing only just now you were hearing everything before rather muffled. You remove your hand from your ear and stand up, feeling the pricks of numbness leave your body that you didn't even realize were present. "Losing my arm took more out of me than I thought." You say after a few moments. "Thank you Suwako, I shall not ask what I was just made to drink."
"Probably wise." The frog goddess says, "ah was meanin' to test that one for awhile."
Ah. You are a test dummy, well. There are worse fates you suppose, and it did help. "Then I thank you once again. I am rather used to bleeding for the Moriya but that one was rather bad, well, that and I'm not used to Kanako being grouped in triplets."
Kanako's eyes widen briefly before she chuckles. "My, would I'd have known that you weren't made of some sturdy capabilities I would have worried for your life."
You glance down towards the dead oni on the floor. Blood and bone lay across the floor, it was a very quick and brutal death, and it is a death that most likely saved your life. You aren't bothered by it, in fact you are quite grateful Kanako did so. What you do want to know is what the oni had hoped to accomplish, if this was an ambush specifically for you then it was most fortuitously planned. It would have worked if you hadn't been able to get your goddesses in play, and depending on how many there are, not even that may have evened the odds.
You shake your head then gesture to… what remains of the front entrance. "Shall we be off? I would rather not keep Suika waiting."
Kanako nods and steps outside, Suwako following a moment later. You follow after them both, Sanae taking up a spot on your left while Alice falls behind.
"Did we have to fix him? He seemed remarkably more tolerable." Sanae asks as you step out onto the street.
"I much prefer his more subdued self." Alice responds, causing Sanae to turn her gaze towards her.
Sanae narrows her eyes. "You don't have to live with him, you don't get an opinion."
Alice lurches back as if slapped, and you reach over to pat Sanae on the head. "Don't be cranky just because I lost an arm, it's not the worst injury I've had since I've come here."
Sanae's gaze turns back… and she doesn't bother removing your hand from her head. "Worse than losing an arm?"
You nod. "Emotional damage mostly, there has been naught but abuse on your part since I arrived, frankly if I weren't so desperate I would have moved out ages ago."
The shrine maiden's eyes narrow. "Don't… just not right now."
You open your mouth, then close it. "I understand. I assure you I am fine however, I am just glad you are safe."
Sanae steps closer to you so that her shoulder is bumping into your own, her head tilts so that it rests against your elbow as she lets out a sigh. You smile, still idly running your hand through her hair as you turn your gaze back to the stre-
Oh my.
More oni litter the street, not a particularly large amount… maybe about nine or so. But there are also various youkai scattered between them unconscious. The front of the buildings on either side of the street have shattered inwards, and going by the long rivet dug into the earth you would guess this is the aftereffects of Suika throwing the oni… and her fight here going by the unconscious and bleeding oni that still litter the front of the bar.
Nervous heads poke out of ruined shops and homes to survey the damage, and they all duck back inside the moment they spot you. It's a wide range of youkai that got caught up in the blast, spiders, demons, devils, goblins and even a bucket youkai currently stuck atop a spire jutting from one of the buildings. She's lurched over the side looking more than a little under-the-weather.
Off in the distance too you can see Orin running towards the street with a wheelbarrow… corpse cat, she's grinning from ear to ear.
You stare at this a moment, then lift off the ground. The other's do the same, having decided flying out of town is possibly a better idea than walking out. You are unaware if there are more ambushes planned, but at the present moment you are not particularly eager to spring more.
The town passes underneath you as you pick up speed, hot air washing over you as the landscape blurs beneath you. The rest of the town is… fine for the most part, but as you leave you do notice something that rather piques your interest. That excavation holes the goblins are making have rather enlarged since you first arrived a scant hour ago, and now there are faint traces of sunlight coming down from the surface in very thin rays.
… Interesting.
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You let out a sigh of relief as you crest the surface. The warm sunlight washes over you, and you let a smile spread onto your face as you recognize you are in reasonably safe territory. "Once we finish speaking to Suika I'm going to have a nice bath in the hotspring and relax."
"Once we finish speaking to Suika you are taking your fluffy butt over to Eientei so that Eirin can try and get your arm back on." Sanae replies.
"You never let me relax." You say petulantly.
"The opposite, I'm constantly trying to get you to relax and you keep running headfirst into landmines."
You wiggle your shoulder. "Armfirst in this case."
The jab you get on the side for that is probably well deserved, but it is hardly fair to jab the side you can not defend.
The rest of the flight is in relative peace, there are no signs of fighting on the mountain, indeed the tengu are sticking to their usual patrol and there seems to be some sort of kappa fishing contest going on at the lake.
It is just when you are reaching Suika's house that Alice speaks up.
"I shall be heading back to my home now, please let me know what Suika has to say."
You turn your head to look at her, but before you can say anything else the puppeteer has turned away and is flying at full speed back towards the Forest of Magic. "She doesn't like Suika?"
Sanae shrugs her shoulders. "Far as I know they got into a big fight during the Scarlet Weather Rhapsody incident, but that was while we were still getting setup."
"She got into a fight with Suika and lived?" you ask, staring off at the willowy form of the magician in question.
"Suika doesn't take incidents too seriously." Sanae responds.
"I'm… aware of that, I read the book. But I also know that for Alice to have that reaction they must have had a rather bad time of it."
Sanae shakes her head. "Alice has a bit of a… superiority complex. She probably took her loss rather hard."
Ah, a younger Kanako, makes sense.
"I would suggest focusing." Kanako says. "We are arriving at the oni's abode."
You turn your head forward and take in Suika's home for the first time in months. It's… not particularly far from the shrine, but it is in a direction you do not usually go in, and it is by its lonesome. It sits proudly on a solitary hill, forests around it but keeping a rather respectful distance of a good hundred yards. It's a short one story structure, but it is about as long as a full sized manor house. The white and gray stone gleams in the sun, and you can make out the form of Suika standing out front near the door.
As one you all lower yourselves to the ground, your shoes hitting the wooden pathway that leads to the front entrance a few seconds later. Suika stares at you all, her arms crossed as she leans back against the stone. At your arrival she looks at you all in turn, the usual smile is gone from her face, leaving you to stare at rather serious and cold golden eyes.
She nods a moment later, then opens the door to her home and steps inside in clear invitation. You all follow, with Kanako and Suwako still leading. The inside of her home is… cluttered, but not unpleasant. It's a perfectly straight home, with no intervening walls between one end to the other. The inside is built up with wood instead of the stone, though through small gaps in the wood you can see there isn't any actual foundation behind it. Just a simple covering so that she isn't surrounded by the rock. Windows cast light into the building, no lamps or anything else of the sort are present that would do the job.
But the light is enough, and it reveals quite the collection. Trophies and relics of ancient beasts and battles litter the walls and ground. Bones and banners, treasures and, well, trinkets. The fresh scent of peaches is present in the air, at odds with the leaking scent of booze from all the gourds about, but you cannot discern the source.
Suika walks towards a gourd particularly larger than the rest and leans back against it. It's easily four to five times the size she is, though it isn't the same one from the dream a few days back. With a grunt she sits down, one arm moving to rest on the ceramic as she leans back against the container like a gourd. The other hand moves to her side to produce a small purple gourd you didn't realize she was carrying, with the sound of a popping cork she lifts it up to her lips and takes a swig.
A satisfied sigh escapes her a moment later, along with a familiar (if not as large as usual) grin. "Looks like it was a good fight." The oni's eyes flicker to your stump as she says this.
"That… would indeed be one way of putting it." You reply. "What did you want to speak about?"
The oni's grin gets a touch wider, and there are signs of amusement in her golden eyes. As she speaks Kanako and Suwako fan out, they… appear relaxed, but you know them well enough at this point to recognize them being ready to fight at any moment.
"You wandered into a den of Torakuma's minions."
You nod. "Would that be the same woman I have witnessed you drinking with in the past?"
Suika's smile falters a moment, then, with a far less relaxed sigh she stands. There is none of the usual hunch or stagger you have witnessed her move about with before. Suika is sober, or as sober as she can be anyway. "Yep, but ain't seen her since last time. Been tryin' to track her down now for about a week when I figured somethin' was up. She's startin' an incident."
Sanae speaks up. "We are aware of that already. Something about a revolt against those who took 'their' mountain? We didn't know who was leading them."
Suika nods. "That'd be Torakuma. She's got them all riled. What do ya plan on doin' about it?"
"We shall be dealing with it of course." Kanako replies. "We believe they are behind several incidents at this point." As Kanako says this last part her gaze flicks to you to pick up where she left off.
"... Indeed. It is unconfirmed of course, but Danjuro, the villain behind the Continuation of Past Tragedies incident mentioned that he wasn't working alone, and that he wasn't the one who destroyed the shrines. If someone was attempting to destabilize the Moriya… why wouldn't it be the ones that would gain the most from having the mountain back?"
"So to ya'll it's personal." Suika says, not wording the statement like a question.
You shake your head. "We've already had our revenge, and we have grown to a point where we overshadow the damage the oni did…" Your gaze flickers over to Suwako, who picks up pace from where you left off.
"But we ain't gonna tolerate a threat to our shrine."
Suika stares at you all a moment before letting out a wry laugh. "Conviction. I like it. I will track 'er down, when I do I'll let you know. It's only fair to invite you to the fight." The wide smile returns on Suika's face, and she lifts the gourd to her lips once again.
Kanako grins back. "Then let us know once you are ready, we shall be working on this incident ourselves."
Suika nods. "Torakuma's slippery when she wants to be, but she's the furthest thing from patient. If I keep chasing her down she'll get mad and show up in about another week. So be ready for that."
---
Your mind goes over the information as you step outside. "That's confirmation Torakuma is involved, something I already suspected. She has been active for some time as well going by Hina's mention of a white-haired oni wandering the forest."
Suwako nods. "Ah think it's all leading to a head, it was under our noses for a while though."
You shrug your shoulders, well, as best as you can missing an arm. "We did rather put off the underground issue for some time, we were rather busy."
"Indeed." Kanako replies. "But now we shall claim our place once more, once this Torakuma is dealt with I shall see the shrine rebuilt underground, personally."
"And it shall be glorious." You say, "but for now I am looking at the present. We have Suika on our side, but Yuugi is still missing… though she may admittedly be looking into the situation herself. Beyond that we have quite a lot of people we can call upon as allies. To be honest I feel like we shall need the aid."
Kanako nods. "Allies are always wise to have, if nothing else then their faith in us shall be a boon."
You… highly doubt Yuuka or Reimu would give anyone here faith, but it is the thought that counts.
"I shall be heading back to the shrine to finish a project… and start another." Kanako says, "Suwako, you shall escort Sanae and Ayumu to Eientei for medical treatment
Suwako nods, and at that you split the group once more.
---
It's a peaceful flight to Eientei thankfully, and in due course you find yourself landing in a clearing surrounded by rabbit youkai running around playfully. You ignore them, mostly due to the fact that the pain is coming back and you would rather not throttle anything 'innocent' if you can help it. Instead you walk up to the front door and slide it open. The lobby is empty… though there has hardly ever been a time where you've walked in here and there is anybody waiting to see the doctor. Instead there is only Reisen sitting behind the counter, her head raises the moment you walk in, then widens dramatically as she sees you caked in blood and missing an arm.
Without a word on her part she leaps over the desk, a small cup full of pens flying back as she reaches you in a single bound. "What happened?!"
"The oni weren't feelin' too cooperative as far as information gatherin' goes." Suwako replies. "Don't suppose Eirin is in?"
Reisen nods and moves to support your weight, then with a huff of breath she guides you down the left hallway towards Eirin's office. You reach it quickly, and using her foot Reisen opens the sliding door. It reveals Eirin in her labcoat typing away at her computer, at the intrusion the doctor turns her head to look at you, then at your arm.
She doesn't ask why or how, instead she asks as clinically as ever. "Do you have the missing limb in your possession?"
With the sound of flesh slapping on metal Suwako deposits your now detached arm onto the table. The ring on your former ring finger clicking slightly as it bounces on the hard surface. Eirin turns her gaze towards it, and her eyes narrow.
"Separation at the deltoid… correction, your deltoid imploded along with the bone. The humerus has turned into powder, lay back onto the bed."
You nod and scoot over and onto the bed with Reisen's help, the cool padding of the reclining bed sticking to your flesh slightly as you stare up at the ceiling. "Can you fix it?"
You find the eyes of Eirin staring down at you, the doctor affixing a surgical mask over her face. In her hands is what looks to be a… gun, though not one of any type you recognize. It's bright white with a green cylinder on top. The tip of it is green as well, and as you watch it several bright flashing lights come on along the side. "Of course, you should be returned to full function within a day. Now lay back, this will not require anesthesia. I would suggest finding conversation or falling asleep."
Sleep is… unlikely, and you let out a brief hiss as you feel the jacket being tugged off of your arm.
You turn your gaze towards Sanae, and away from where Eirin is working. Suika's warning rings in your ears momentarily, time is… precious.
---
"I do believe I shall rest in the hotspring… relax for a time. I am a very good, concussed fox that is covered in blood and I have earned my rest. Perhaps I shall also brush my fur so that it is especially illustrious." You are no longer so concussed, and your mind is also fully functional, well, as fully functional as you can ever claim it to be in any case. But teasing Sanae is always enjoyable, especially after a fight to the death.
Sanae gets it, smiling impishly. "Aw, my little pet fox got himself a few booboos and now needs a soak in the bath." Her tone is teasing, but as her hand moves to grip yours (the one not being reattached), you can tell she is grateful you are alright.
Well, you are all left at the moment, but it is the thought that counts. "I shall then be checking up on Alice." You say, leaning your head back against the pillow as you stare up at the ceiling, the dull hum of Eirin's machinery fills the air, and you can just make out her silver hair at the edge of your vision. "I have a rather vested interest in her safety, she is connected to a rather useful ally at present. After that I will be testing out my spellcards, I am low of vitality at the moment, not magic, and I would know of all of our abilities before facing our foe."
"Ah can help with that," Suwako drawls from somewhere outside your view. "Beanpole is makin' something that should help with that anyway."
You no-
"Lift your arm." Eirin says, interrupting the conversation.
You blink, then turn your head to see your arm has been reattached without you noticing. A thin white jagged scar runs circular around the limb, it peaks and falls like a mountain range… a rather obvious sign that your arm was blown off instead of cut. With a thought the arm raises, a painful tingle runs through it, as if the entire limb has been asleep for quite some time and the blood flow is only just being restored.
… But you suppose that may very well be accurate.
"Please rotate it, then bend it at a ninety degree angle." Eirin says, the doctor leaning over you fully now to study the limb.
You follow the doctors orders, ignoring the pain as you rotate your shoulder and curl it. You have your full range of motion… just hopefully it shall stop feeling uncomfortable soon.
"Continue doing that until the blood flow is fully restored." Eirin commands.
You then hear a rattling sound, and glance down to see a small bottle of pills has been placed on your chest. "For infection." Eirin explains.
With the sound of a chair pulling back Eirin scoots away, and you turn your head to fully look at the doctor. She's idly writing some notes down on the pad and not looking at you, she continues speaking however. "I am to assume this is a result of scouting the Underground?" The doctor glances up, a flat expression on her face. "Only an oni would cause such blunt force trauma so inefficiently."
You lift the newly repaired arm. "Seemed rather efficient."
"Then you are stating I am correct." Eirin says, lowering the notepad to her lap as she does so. Her gaze is serious… but not accusatory. "Tell me what happened."
Your gaze turns towards Suwako, and the goddess nods.
---
Eirin has shifted from sitting on the seat to fully standing during your explanation, the doctor taking notes of everything you say and nodding from time to time. Once you finish she places it aside, her head turning to Reisen. "I shall have Reisen scout ahead, she is well suited for such a task."
You open your mouth to interject but before you can Reisen salutes and runs off.
… Well hopefully that isn't something you'll have to deal with. "She can handle herself?" you ask carefully.
"She is trained in such matters. I shall have her report to you whatever she finds, for now I would recommend rest."
You nod, and with the help of Sanae slide off of the bed and onto the floor. The arm is stiff, but is rapidly becoming more comfortable to move.
Lunarian science is… useful to have, that's the thought that runs through your mind the entire way back to the mountain. It's a silent trip, none of you talking to each other as you fly back over the village and the forest. It's not due to any awkwardness, just after living with each other for so long sometimes you just… have nothing to say.
It is with a quick hug from Sanae that you split apart from the group and fly around the mountain towards the hot springs. You have not been there for well over a month, and there is something… comforting about seeing the steam rise in the air as you approach.
With a click of shoes upon stone you land just before your entrance, gazing up at the structure. It's empty at present, you could tell that from the air, all the better honestly as you do not feel like explaining to a group of curious tengu or kappa while you are covered in blood. The tengu would be merely impressed you feel, but it would still be an annoying conversation. The kappa would… you aren't sure honestly, they are a rather skittish lot, if dangerously curious as well.
But as you slide open the door and step inside you let those thoughts drift away in the rising steam. With a sigh your illusioned jacket fades, revealing the dried gore all over your chest and back.
The door clicks open behind you as you sit down on one of the benches to start cleaning yourself, you don't turn or react… you recognize the scent. Plums and a forge, only one person you have ever met matched that description. "Good afternoon." You say quietly, idly running the wet towel down your chest and watching the red liquid pour down.
You aren't surprised by her showing up, though you did believe her to be working on something back at the shrine for a bit longer. It does surprise you when you feel a hot and wet towel hit your back before it is rubbed slowly across it. You turn your head back slowly to see the goddess bent over you with a towel wrapped around her. Her expression is flat, revealing little to no emotion… but you don't miss the fact that she is staring at your newly repaired arm.
You say nothing, just idly watch as she scrubs at your back before, with a sigh, she speaks. "Your arm was fixed remarkably quickly."
Adjusting it slightly you return to washing yourself, letting out a sigh as you allow yourself to truly relax for the first time in several hours. You never feel… safe, truly safe, until you are back in the Moriya's grounds, and despite its distance you consider the hot springs holy grounds well enough. "There are perks to having Eientei as allies."
"Indeed there are." Kanako says, and you feel her arm pulling away.
Glancing back you see her idly pulling the rope she keeps wrapped around her hair off, she tosses it aside, allowing it to fall long and free instead of keeping it up in a ponytail as she usually does. Beyond her you can see a large wooden chest emblazoned with the symbol of the Moriya, it sits there just by the door, and your nose twitches as you take in the scent of freshly worked metal.
Your eyes flit back to see the other chest as Kanako removes her towel and steps into the hot spring. The water shifts slightly as she steps into it, and you idly observe the few visible scars on her back before they disappear in the solid blue of the spring.
"You are supposed to bath before you enter." You say as you stand up from the stool and make your way into the water yourself. A shiver runs through you as your foot enters the heated water, it is quickly followed by one more and final sigh, this time of relief, as you sit down so that the water is up to your neck. You close your eyes and relax a few moments, head resting against the stone before you lethargically open them and turn your head towards the goddess. "Weren't you working on something?"
Kanako smiles at your question. The goddess is leaning back against the rocks herself, one leg crooked so that a knee is sticking out of the water as she turns her head to meet your gaze. "I own the spring, I can do as I wish within it. I also purify the waters just by being within them, so it does not matter in any case." As she says this she moves a hand behind her head to idly run water through her hair, the glistening purple strands rather complimented by the blue glow from the water. "As for the work it is finished, but we shall discuss that after we relax."
Her hand moves from her hair to your shoulder, a smile gracing the goddess's features as she speaks once again, but far quieter. "Your injuries were once again from protecting my daughter. Would you have wished you could have simply escaped that bar, but you got into a brawl with oni in order to make sure she was safe. For that I am grateful."
"It would hardly be the first time," you reply. "Sanae is precious to me, it turned out well enough in any case, and now we have a timeline for when our conquest of the Underground can begin."
"Then perhaps my gift for you is more prudent than I believed beforehand." Kanako says, her eyes closing as she once again rests back against the rocks. "But I thank you for your concern, though I do believe she plans on giving you an earful later."
"I deserve it." You say immediately without any sense of self respect or redirection. "But I don't regret it either." You turn your head to look over the hotspring for a time longer before you close your eyes yourself. "We have such violent days."
Kanako lets out a hum. "We have violent lives, but at the very least they lead to good ends. I am a god of war, not slaughter. War must achieve something at the end of the day, despite how petty it may be. I have not seen the Moriya so successful in centuries, I must thank you for your efforts once again."
You smile at that, moreso when you hear the goddess idly shifting closer to you in the water. "I do my best."
Her hand lands on your leg, and her voice when she speaks is nearly a purr. "Perhaps you can do better?"
---
You wipe the last of the water off of your body and stretch. You are a kitsune, you are made for such things, but still… it is good to know you are loved. You glance behind you to see Kanako still lounging in the water, the goddess hasn't moved for quite some time.
You are fairly certain she isn't dead, she's merely in the afterglow. "Should I open my present now?" you call back.
"Indeed." Kanako says, idly turning her head to look at you with a smile. "You shall not require the suit."
Oh good, she's alive. You were rather worried there for a moment… well, you were worried about her, now instead you are worried about whatever happens to be in that box. Your walk across the heated floors to the box and flip the two latches on the front and open it. It reveals… "Armor?"
It's a large and well made set of steel and leather, the same form that samurai used to wear. It's black with golden accents, and it is made up of thigh guards and a cuirass. Bundled with it are leather and cloth pieces for the arms and legs, with a hakama folded to one side for the armor toi rest on. There isn't a helmet, but instead there is a beautifully made cloak with the symbol of the Moriya on it. "I'm… not sure if this is for my protection or to proclaim my allegiance." You lift up the hakama and look it over, it's beautifully and finely made, with nary a visible seam on it. "Or perhaps a proposal?"
Kanako snorts, and you glance back to see the goddess rising from the water. "Do not get ahead of yourself."
You reach down to start sliding on the older style clothing, it's… warm and perfectly fitted, you pat it as you get it situated over your body. "I wouldn't know, Sanae seems most eager for me to do as such."
"My daughter is eager about near everything, and in this case I would rather Sanae not get involved with my personal life."
You smile impishly at that, "fair enough, now my most beautiful goddess I have but one question."
"And that would be?"
"How precisely do I get this on?"
---
You land in front of Alice's abode, and despite the metal plates you are wearing you hardly make a sound. It fits remarkably well, you don't particularly feel weight due to your very nature, but the plates and leather are so well fitted that you don't feel anything approaching discomfort as you shift about in it. The gift is no more inconvenient than your suit, it is a fine gift, and one you shall be paying for for some time.
… But for the moment you have other thoughts in mind, namely trying to figure out why there are no visible dolls anywhere around Alice's abode. There are none tending the gardens, and the large one has left little more than an imprint on the grass from where it was resting previously. A light is present from inside, and your nose twitches as you make out the scent of Alice inside… admittedly her scent is everything, but this one is remarkably fresh.
At the very least she is probably in there, but as to why her dolls aren't present is a curiosity that sets you on edge.
You walk forward, your new shoes clicking slighting on the stones as you approach her door. As you approach it creaks open on its own, revealing the interior lit by candlelight. Your worries are at least partially assuaged by the fact that it is a team of five dolls that opens the door for you, not some form of spirit or haunted wind. You nod to them in thanks and step inside, glancing around the kitchen for a moment before your gaze finds Alices sitting in one of the chairs that surround the as of the moment unlit fireplace.
Her eyes are closed, and for a second you believe her asleep, but movement catches your eye and you glance down to see her fingers moving and shifting rapidly like she were playing an invisible instrument. All around her you can see her dolls working, tools in hand as they… repair each other.
"Speak or leave, concentrating." Alice says, sounding distant and unfocused.
"I was just checking on you, seeing if you were injured and to see what you thought of the days events.
"I'm fine, I'm fixing my dolls, the oni are up to something like we already expected, anything else?"
… "No. I shall be taking my leave now."
Alice nods almost imperceptibly. "Thank you for the thought."
As you step back outside the door you wonder if perhaps she doesn't have much in the way of friends.
---
You aim the spellcard at Suwako, the goddess bouncing lightly on her feet despite the fact that she is in her larger form. The goddess volunteered earlier at Eientei to help you test your spellcards, but you didn't expect her to be quite so excited about it.
Then again knowing her she just likes to have things shot in her general direction… or enjoys the very impressive amount of teasing material she has on hand now that you are wearing what basically amounts of a company uniform. The foxes sit around the arena, idly watching as you prepare to cast your first spell.
You'd… be nervous about them spying on you, but at this point you have little reason to doubt their loyalty. Besides, if they did try anything you have a feeling both Yukari and Ran would be rather… annoyed with them.
With that thought in mind you channel your magic into the card and activate it.
"Taboo - The Lost Girl."
At once there is a violent lurch as you feel yourself pulled forward towards the goddess. The space around you blurs as a violently bright and red spear of light appears in your hand, you stab it forward as the space between you shrinks into nothing. It impacts the earth where she was just standing, exploding in fragments of light and sending puffs of dirt into the air.
You stare at the crater, then at the goddess standing just beside it. "What'd that look like for reference?" you ask.
"Ya turned invisible, not like yer other card though, ah could still sense ya. Spear was visible though."
You stare down at the card. "Could be useful for rushing an opponent I suppose, not exactly my specialty however."
"Yer track record could have fooled me."
"Amusi- 'Art of Segaki Binding'." You speed through the name of the spell as you reveal the card that was hidden underneath the first. Suwako actually lets out a yelp of surprise as golden chains erupt from the earth to wrap around her limbs and slam her into the ground.
… You actually surprised her, that makes thrice now, even if one was the shock of Kanako kissing you. You stand over her, staring down at the goddess with a raised brow as she lays there limply. "How strong are they?"
Suwako lifts her arm about half a foot before letting it slam back into the earth. "Ain't bad, I could get outta it via shapeshiftin' ah think but now ya got me at yer mercy. Ya gonna have your way with me now?"
You smile. "Something like that." With a breath you draw the last spellcard from your pocket and point it at her. "Reverse Sign - Evil in the Mirror."
Your armor is… very effective, you barely felt yourself slamming into the ground with golden chains wrapping around your limbs at all. You stare up at the sky a moment, ignoring the snickering of foxes around you before you let the magic fade away.
Suwako is standing over you a second later, head tilted as she looks at you curiously. "That's an interestin' one."
"It's from Seija, I'd be surprised if any of her spellcards worked normally. If I were to guess this just reverses whatever spellcards are present… which is a bad idea if I've cast something a touch permanent on my opponent."
Suwako nods and reaches down to haul you up. "Could be useful against any big attacks though, assumin' it has the power for that."
"If it does Foxes Memory does, though that one is a tad more dangerous as it uses my magic to copy the spell… this didn't at all."
Suwako's eyes widen. "That could be nasty, depends on what the limits are. Any others?"
… Well if she is going to ask and be a willing test subject. You raise your arm, a spellcard you've been avoiding using held betwixt your fingers.
"Last Word - Legacy of the Shinjo."
---
It is will complete dignity that you fall face first into the bedsheets, one hand moving to clutch the pillow as the other falls limply to the side. The headache you are currently dealing with is… both familiar and obnoxious, you haven't been this drained of magic in quite some time.
It wasn't due to the last word, no, that would be easy to explain and simple. It was the fact that after you unleashed it Suwako wanted to respond with her own, and what started as spellcard practice turned into a deathmatch where you ended up trying to use Yukari's card again.
It promptly knocked you unconscious, but that's experimentation for you.
A groan escapes you as you flip yourself over to situate yourself more comfortably on the mattress. It was… a busy day, a very busy day, and you still have but one more decision to make before it ends.
Chapter 146: Finale
Summary:
Thanks for reading, for those curious about additional sidestories and the like, they can be found as part of the original thread. Hope you all enjoyed!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Sleep comes to you easily, far more easily than it did six months ago. There is peace you have achieved here, and far beyond the sleep of exhaustion you were long familiar with now you just sleep the sleep of those content with a full day. To that end you aren't at all surprised when your eyes open shortly after you close them to find yourself… elsewhere.
You smile, it's a simple but grand room you find yourself in. Simple in terms of construction, but grand in what it simply represents. Paper walls surround you, decoration lining them showcasing the family history of the one who lives here. It is Amu's mansion, and one you lived in long enough that it can be considered as 'home' quite easily enough.
You sit up on the bed, taking in the three figures standing in front of you, only one is truly visible, that being Aina Kochiya, who bows to you slightly as you raise yourself. The others to her right and left, red and orange, stand still, though their forms are hidden from you. "Good evening Aina, or morning as the case may be in this mansion. Did you have the talk you desired?"
The former shrine maiden nods. "I have, and I was granted more than I ever thought possible. The mistress of the gaps was… helpful."
You blink. "You spoke to Yukari?"
Aina nods. "I did yes, and she has agreed to allow us to aid you."
You tilt your head, willing your suit back on with a thought of dream manipulation. "How might I ask?"
Aina smiles at that, a slight thing despite how exuberant she is. "All will become clear in time, but Motoko was most eager to work alongside you once more, as was the witch… as troublesome as she may be."
You blink. "I'm afraid I do not know who you are speaking of."
Aina gives you an apologetic look. "I am… sorry. I am not permitted to say."
Your eyes look at the figures, the one in red is still hard to make out any details beyond the fact she appears to be holding a mask in one of her hands, the other figure is holding what appears to be some form of staff, though of what particular kind you cannot say.
"I suppose that is the work of Yukari." You say quietly, "beyond that I am glad to hear that you have found peace."
"And you have defiled my goddess." Aina responds, a now far more amused smile coming onto her face.
"... I do believe you would like Sanae." You say quietly.
"I do yes." Aina replies. "I have watched over her for some time."
You smile at that, then look to the open doorway behind them, the doorway that leads to a hallway with yet more rooms of… faintly visible images. "And I would ask that you do so further into the future, for now I do believe I have some snooping to do, would you like to join me?"
Aina shakes her head. "I must prepare."
"Suit yourself." You say, then step past her and into the hall. It's… longer than you recall, mostly because you distinctly remember this wing of the manor not being infinite. At the very least however there are only three doors, and given how this 'game' has worked up to this point you feel that that means three dreams.
You walk up to the first on the far left, it depicts… a raging volcano. It's an image you've seen previously, that being a lonely person with black hair wandering up a volcano's slope. A man lays behind them, a change from last time. The man is dead, his straw hat laying off of the side with blood pooling below his body.
You move onto the second door, this one depicts… a familiar being at work. Haniyasushin, a goddess you had some dealing with in the past. She is in a workshop, idly working on some Haniwa going by what the hazy image can tell you. The focal point is that of something looking at her from her back. As you watch she turns to look at the viewer, smiling.
The third is… unknown to you completely, you see a large group of men, injured and rather sickly looking resting in a forest encampment. The point of view in this instance is from someone watching them from outside the camp from the trees up above, the men are… lepers from the looks of it, and before you can study the scene further there is a snap of movement and one of the men is held aloft before the viewer, there is fear on his face as… a spider's legs curl around his back.
Interesting.
But what to go with?
---
Well, you haven't actually been to a volcano before, so might as well try something new when you get the chance. Gods… you've met plenty of those, and you aren't in a particularly grand mood for youkai preying on mortals at present. You feel plenty preyed-upon yourself given the state your arm was in earlier today.
So with that you walk up to the doorway that leads to the volcano. The faint sound of… sobbing can be heard through it, and your eyes sting from the heat. Before, with a final step, you go through the threshold and into a wave of white that blinds you. It passes a moment later, and your eyes adjust to find yourself smelling sulfur and ash. Heat washes over you the moment your nose twitches, causing you to let out a sneeze as your senses are assaulted by the strong scent of fire without warning.
You stand on a slope… and you stare up at the peak above you with no small amount of surprise and shock. As while you couldn't fully make out it was from the door, from here you most definitely can tell what mountain that is. Mt. Fuji, a… burning Mt. Fuji. Not unheard of, but something that hasn't occurred in several centuries. You were there for the last one, which was a rather interesting show all things considered, not that you were anywhere near this close last time.
You shift your gaze down from the peak to see a young girl climbing her way up it, hand over hand as she struggles across the rocks. She's dressed in a noble's finery of the time, that being a well made but simple white robe that contrasts with her hair. Said hair is old fashioned black and long, but there are… white 'splotches' of hair that are spread around it, and they seemingly grow as you watch her climb.
With a yelp the girl tumbles back, the rocks snagging on her clothing and tearing the fine cloth before she catches herself and starts to haul herself back up again towards the burning summit. You step forward to rescue or at least stop the child, but pause briefly as your foot kicks something soft.
Your eyes dart downwards to see a man, human, probably in his late thirties to early forties. He is dressed in court finery, though it is now ruined by dirt, ash and… blood. Blood pools from underneath his head, the rich red liquid not seeping into the rock like it would dirt, which causes by consequence the cause of his death to be clear as day. That would be the small pointed rock laying just behind him, the tip of it bright red with ichor as sign how someone ended his life.
Your head jerks back up to the child, she is approaching the lip now… and faintly on her hands you can see blood dripping down onto the rocks. You step over the body and start to force your way up yourself, magic floods your legs as the winds of heat push back against you. You grit your teeth and push your legs into the rocks and climb, there is no practical way the child should be able to climb this, not with the winds and the rumbling of the angry volcano underneath.
Everytime you look up to view your progress the child has progressed further, she moves… unnaturally, her posture slumped as she less walks and more drags herself up and into the peak. It is only when she stops at the edge that you find yourself catching up to her. The heat is… agonizing, even to someone of your tolerances. A veritable wall of force and temperature is trying to push you back, but you ignore it and the faint feeling of blistering flesh as you take in the sight ahead of you.
The girl's skin is turning black, the flesh burning before your eyes even as tears stream down her face. They aren't… tears of pain, they are tears of deep sadness and remorse. The eyes are mismatched at that, one is a bright red, the color of blood… and the unnatural. The other is a tear stricken brown, and it is turning redder by the moment.
Past her and floating above the volcano is… a goddess. She's dressed in whites and pinks, cherry blossoms decorating hair that whips around wildly in the wind caused by the angry volcano. She is pointing a finger… down, into the lava, and before you can fully process what you are seeing the girl leaps forwards. Her clothes catch fire along with her skin and hair as she leaps down into the crater, and your vision flashes white just as she makes contact with the molten liquid below.
---
You blink, finding yourself no longer near as hot as you stare up at your ceiling. The faintest traces of the morning's light is coming into your window, just the barest hint of orange-purple light coming in through the clouds and trees. Without looking at the time you could tell it is probably around five in the morning, well before anyone in the shrine wakes up barring Suwako and some of the foxes.
It also means that it is simultaneously too early to wake up and too late to go back asleep. A rather painful paradox all things considered. With a sigh you sit up, pausing as the sound of two cards hitting the floor echoes through the small space of the room. You glance down, getting a card from a dream isn't new, getting two is very new. They sit, one atop the other on the floor, both face down but with different designs for the card backs. The one on top has a stylized orange phoenix, while the other appears to be a golden fox symbol, the type that is on the back of all of your 'Fox Sign' cards.
You lift up the phoenix card first, the front of it is ashen grey, with the only thing visible being a small gravestone and a burning stick of incense in front of it. The text on the front of the card is in muted red lettering that reads 'Expiation - Honest Man's Death'.
The second card has… an image of you actually, or at least a recognizable silhouette of yourself. It depicts you standing in front of a series of doors, one red, one green, and one orange. Below it in fine golden lettering is the text 'Fox Sigh - Dream Walker'... interesting, the colors match the figures, but you still can't recognize them no matter how you parse what little you've seen of them in your head.
Things are busy and confusing, in other words Gensokyo. And now you have less than a week to prepare before the oni get punchy like they never have before. Frankly… you rather miss Seija, sure she was a murderer and one of the more annoying beings you've ever fought in your life, but she was also rather an idiot.
These oni are rather shockingly competent to have been hidden for so long, something that makes you rather nervous. And not just because they blew your arm off, they were planning an ambush. Oni as a general rule don't do that, and if they aren't playing by their usual book then you don't know what to expect.
So you have no idea how much you are truly against, and that thought bothers you more than you would care to admit. But at the very least you do have allies, and quite a lot of them, at that. A smile comes onto your face as you finish getting out of bed, you glance briefly at the box Kanako gave you before pulling the hakama out of it.
Older clothes, but comfortable, and she will enjoy you wearing it more than likely. You run your hand down your face as you look in the mirror, you haven't dressed like this in… a very long time indeed. You smile at the reflection then step outside, crickets greet you, the insects still singing their nighttime song as the faintest traces of sunlight eke their way into the side garden of the Moriya Shrine.
Faint voices can be heard down the hill towards the rear of the shrine, and your ears perk to catch some fleeting conversations and morning greetings between the foxes as they start their day. Your eyes turn in another direction to see a familiar vixen stepping out of your bathroom, worker's clothes in her arms at odds with the kimono she is wearing. Her yellow eyes look at you with some amusement.
"Good morning Ritsuko." you say calmly, walking up and into the hallway to stand just across from her.
The vixen grins, taking in a deep breath through her nose as her eyes close. She snaps them open again a moment later, the grin widening dramatically as she makes a rather… suggestive motion with her hands.
Her mouth opens, only to be shut by your finger pressing against her lips. "No, you are not to speak of my conquests. I feel you do already, but do not do so within my earshot at least."
Her tongue darts out to lick the tip of your finger before she pulls back with a wink. "So what's the news?"
You arch a brow. "That depends entirely on what news you have in mind."
Her grin doesn't change, but there is now earnest curiosity in her eyes along with a faint trace of worry. "Kanako came back yesterday looking worried, and with blood on her clothes."
You sigh. "I assume whatever I am about to tell you will be getting back to the foxes?"
"Of course, do you even need to ask?"
Nodding you step into the bathroom, Ritsuko follows after as you start to disrobe. Joking and playful banter aside there really isn't anything like a nudity taboo in fox culture. When your 'forms' are merely preference one tends to lose anything related to body shame in the process. With a hiss the water turns on, and you raise one hand as you step below the faucet. "Soap, blue bottle."
With a whistling sound the bottle sails through the air to land in your grip. "Thank you, now… I suppose it would be best to start with why we were down there to begin with…"
---
You step out of the bathroom with a relieved sigh, the hakama fitting onto you far more comfortably now that you altered your body a little for its shape. You turn your head to see Ritsuko stepping out from behind you, the now slightly higher sun casting orange light onto her face. The vixen has been… quiet for some time, about the same time you spoke of the connection you believe to exist between Danjuro the old fox leader, and Torakuma the oni leader. "Would the foxes be up for revenge? Even if it isn't the case that these two are related, you are part of the shrine now and it would be good exercise."
Ritsuko blinks, and she turns her head to meet you eye to eye. Without a word she starts to smile, it's a normal, human thing at first. Then it grows, and grows, and grows to be so wide that the tips of her lips meet the edge of her face. A foxes smile, one that speaks of mischief and trickery.
You match it, then make your way towards the kitchen to begin breakfast. Today shall be a busy day, and as you cook it will give you time to make plans. Stepping into the kitchen you find Suwako already present, the goddess leaning against the stove and thumbing through a book before she turns her head up to look at you. "Mornin'."
"Morning. You know, I've never thought to ask but why are you such a good cook anyway? I would assume you would have had mortals waiting on you hand and foot in the past."
Suwako shrugs, and she turns the book around in her hands to reveal it to be a cookbook before placing it onto the counter. "Ah did, but ah'm also a goddess of the earth, which means ah came with the knowledge already: craftin', farmin', cookin', and cleanin'. Though admittedly it did take a while to figure out ah modern stove."
… "Same to be honest." You admit. "The first time I fiddled with gas I accidentally lit the flame myself, I had to get a replacement rather quickly."
Suwako smiles at that, then starts digging through the cabinets for pots and pans. "Ah can't really relate to that, but ah still haven't gotten used to the washin' and dryin' machine. Kanako can go on about tech all she wants, frankly ah never much cared for it, old ways are better."
"In some aspects, sure." You agree, moving to the fridge to pull out the eggs and set them onto the counter. With one hand you pop them open, with the other you idly open a cabinet above you to get to the coffee grounds. "But you cannot argue the convenience, and the explosion in mortal population."
"An' the fact that the more comfy they are the less they believe in us?" Suwako counters, though there is humor to it despite the fatalistic nature of the thought.
You shrug. "We were always temporary, spirits and ghosts and gods and ghouls. Our time has come and gone, now we are replaced by the mighty brain and belief of the modern human."
As if on cue the door opens to reveal a rather… tired looking Haru, the shrine maiden in training looks half dead. Her hair is frazzled and her shrine maiden's garb is only half put on. The Koala is… perched atop her head for some reason, but the little bastard gets around so much you stopped honestly trying to figure it out.
Instead your attention is drawn to the mortal calling out to the third god on the shrine, at least, the third god to her. "Coffeeeeee~"
"It's in progress," you respond, causing the shrine maiden to nod and wander off towards the dining room.
Suwako watches her leave then lets out a slow chuckle. "Mighty indeed, ya should probably take her to wherever yer goin' today, unless yer headed to a fight anyways."
You tilt your head. "And if I was choosing to be lazy and stick around the shrine?"
"Ya've got a time and ya got yer arm blown off, frankly I'm surprised ya ain't out bugging people to join you already."
…
"Point."
---
You have time to check up on several, and you shall… but for now it would be best for Haru to get some face time. That, and adorable humans tend to put other, grumpier humans at ease. It works with babies, and in your experience it tends to work adequately well with teenagers as well.
Reaching over you flash boil the coffee grounds with a snap of your finger, the cup steaming violently before cooling down. Taking it in your grip you step back out of the kitchen and make your way into the dining room. Haru is currently sitting cross-legged in front of the table, her gaze off towards the couch as if the furniture could inform her of the secrets of the universe. Unfortunately for her, despite the fact that Kanako uses it as a throne it in itself has no qualities as of such.
Close though, and given enough time it would probably become a tsukumogami, but not today. You set the cup down beside her, and you watch her brain react in real time as her head slowly turns to look at the drink. Her nose twitches, then her hand slowly moves out to allow her fingers to curl through the handle of the cup. With a slow and careful movement she raises it to her lips and drinks deeply.
You move to sit onto the couch, watching the shrine maiden with some amusement as she reaches some form of Shinto nirvana before she sets it back down again. Her eyes then flutter open, her gaze finding your own. "I could kiss you."
"I do not believe Kanako would be amused. Long night?"
Haru nods. "Sanae had some new games she wanted me to play with her, my apologi-"
You hold up a hand. "Did you both enjoy yourselves?"
Haru nods once more, though this time far more hesitantly.
"Then it is no matter for concern, what does matter is that you should straighten up, you are going on a trip today. Have you met Reimu before, perchance?"
The shrine maiden looks up to the ceiling a moment before shaking her head. "I saw her in the human village once, but never met her, why?"
You smile.
---
Humans can be rather amazingly loud when they are screaming their lungs out. Haru showed proof of that by how loud she started screaming once you leapt off the mountain, the screaming only intensified in volume once you allowed your control of the flight card to kick in. The trees below you quickly become blurs of green as you speed past the forest that surrounds the mountain.
Haru currently has a death grip on your arm, as despite the fact that you are currently holding her like one might at toddler, and the fact that you can and could lift the section of the house she is currently living in… she believes there is a remote possibility that she may be dropped. Still, you do slow down after a point, and shift your grip so that it is less 'oni kidnapping a village woman' and more 'western bride being led through the threshold.'
You stare down at her as you fly, a deliberately innocent and curious look on your face as your eyes meet her own once more.
"Was that really necessary?" Haru asks, "I don't like thrill rides."
"You live with the Moriya, it would be best if you learn to adapt to adrenaline from one… gentler than most."
Haru's eyes narrow. "Gentle? I've heard the stories from Sanae."
You snort. "I am nothing less than a perfect gentleman, in both regards to her and her mother."
Haru makes a noise of disgust then turns her head towards the landscape ahead. "Not… that, she said you kept getting injured."
… Oh, you've become so used to Sanae teasing you regarding your… proclivities with her mother that you didn't particularly think about what else that statement from her could have meant.
You slow down further, the hakama you are wearing only now slightly shifting in the wind as you start to gently curve towards the steps of the Hakurei Shrine. "I had a nasty habit of that yes, an odd mix of being ready to die and a desperation to get attached I suppose."
Haru turns her head to look back at you. "She just said you were an idiot."
"That too I suppose, now, be on your best behaviour, Reimu is very powerful… and tends to be grumpy. But I have found a solution to the second issue." You say glibly.
"And that would be?" Haru asks, adjusting her grip so that her hands are cupped behind your neck all the while.
"Pure and simple bribery." You reply. Kicking your legs out you come to a stop just above the Hakurei Shrine, then, with a thought, you start to lower onto the grounds below. They are freshly covered in an assortment of leaves, something the local shrine maiden is making a valiant effort against in a battle that will soon be ascribed to legend you are certain. Of course, at present the red and white shrine maiden is currently staring at you instead of sweeping, with a look that speaks of much annoyance at that.
You calmly and slowly set Haru down, the shrine maiden standing rather unsteadily on her feet a moment before she figures herself out. You for your part merely turn and face the donation box, your right hand raising to show the three bills you kept hidden in the process. Without a word you deposit the money into the box, making the Hakurei shrine about thirty thousand yen richer.
There's silence in the shrine, then the click of wood fills the air briefly as Reimu sets the broom aside and walks past you into the shrine. "Tea?"
You smile. "If you are offering? Yes please."
Money is the great communicator, especially amongst notably poor shrine maidens.
---
Haru does admittedly look adorably awkward sitting beside you at Reimu's table. Reimu pulled out all the stops, that being good tea and a small amount of rice on the side. Given that this would be one of a very few times she has ever offered you anything it speaks to how much your donation meant to her.
The interior is as modest as before… though now you note some more objects laying about, some seem… vaguely familiar but none that you particularly recognize. For instance, mounted against the far wall above the door appears to be a large Buddhist sutra scroll, while sitting beside it on a shell is a large ball with a yin-yang pattern on it.
Turning away from the trophies you watch Reimu sit down, then lean across the table. "I have some information regarding the ongoing incident."
Reimu stares at you, rather deadpan. "You have the past several times, what now?"
You smile, then lay out the facts.
…
The tea has been swapped out twice now, after the third time Reimu deigned not to bother getting a new one, instead listening in rapt attention as you lay down everything you have discovered so far, including all the previous incidents you believe Torakuma to be involved in in some shape or form. It isn't a short talk, and by the end of it you notice Haru has moved on from being nervous to being highly bored… to the point where she has stared at every single artifact and 'trophy' in this place and has taken instead to staring at her teapot in silent contemplation.
Unfortunately, much like the couch, you doubt the teacup has much in the way of universal secrets either… but points for effort in any case.
"We expect them to be moving in roughly… six days, if they don't, we will. Can we count upon your support?" you ask, finishing your explanation.
Reimu stares at you, the shrine maiden has been very silent beyond curt questions for details. When she speaks her voice is quiet, but serious, a tone you have grown rather accustomed to from her when she is speaking 'business'. "It is an incident, so I have to be involved. I assume you and your ilk will be in contact when it is time to move?"
You nod. "That would be the plan, we fully expect the oni to have a small army, so I plan on getting… quite a few allies in on this."
Reimu continues to stare at me, then her eyes slowly drift towards the open doorway and Youkai Mountain in the distance. "How many do you have?"
You don't fight the amusement from coming onto your face. "Quite a few."
Your mind drifts over the assorted 'cast' for a moment, and by the time you return to full alertness Reimu has turned her gaze towards you, an odd expression present on her face. She doesn't speak however, prompting you to do so in her place. "Something the matter?"
Were you a betting man you feel like you knew what was bothering her already, but confirmation never hurt.
"Was everything I witnessed in the mirror true?" Reimu asks carefully.
"It was, yes." You reply. "One cannot lie to the mirror of the judges."
Reimu snorts. "The only foxes I've ever known have either been liars, or in the service of Yukari, therefore liars."
You shrug. "It is the nature of the species, you can trust me on that. It is part of our legend, therefore we do it… but I am a rather honest fox all things considered. Besides, have I ever led you astray?"
Reimu says nothing at that, instead she picks up her empty cup and wanders back into the kitchen. You stare after her a moment, then turn your gaze to Haru. "That is our message to leave."
The shrine maiden in training turns towards your and blinks. "It is? She didn't say anything."
"Non-verbal cues, it'll save your life someday. Come now." With that you stand up and make your way out of the main shrine building, Haru following a moment later as you both step out into the mid-morning sunshine of Gensokyo.
It appears Reimu's work is far from done, as in the short amount of time she has been in the building… yet more leaves have arrived to make her sweeping even harder. It isn't fall, far from it in fact. But it seems like just the sheer amount of trees around this place see fit that her task will never be complete.
She at least has help, namely that the front right corner of the shrine has a large circle with no leaves courtesy of Mima. The spirit is currently drawing a large occult circle into the dirt with the foot of her staff, cackling audibly as she does so.
"Morning Mima, up to evil deeds?"
The ghost pauses in her drawing to look at the both of you, a wide and malicious smile is on her face. "Oh indeed~"
In the span of a second she is before you both, Haru letting out a slight eep as she finds an evil spirit suddenly in her face. "And who is this?" Mima asks. "Sanae's replacement?"
You hold up Haru by her sides, the shrine maiden letting out an audible yelp as you hoist her up like a newborn. "Indeed, this is the Human Shrine Maiden Mk. 2, a rather adorable model all things considered but rather feisty… they also tend to get out of sorts around youkai and evil spirits." This is doubly true considering how violently she is kicking right now, though the kicking stops as Mima leans in.
The spirits eyes glow red, her face splitting into a grin that is perhaps a touch too wide. "Reeaaaaally?"
Mima then goes lurching back, holding her nose from where Haru punched it with all of her strength. You doubt it actually hurt Mima, as when the spirit refocuses she looks more surprised than anything else.
"Nice." You hear a voice say from behind you, and you glance back to see… Reimu looking at Haru in appreciation.
… "Right, Haru, time to leave. I'm dropping you back off at the shrine, I have some people to talk to."
The shrine maiden looks back at you with some fear and worry.
"We'll fly normally, I promise."
---
*Later that day.*
"It is my belief that these are the people who caused the mess in the village, and possibly far more besides." You leave out the fact that by association these oni are also what caused the damage to Marisa's father's shop, but you don't need to say that out loud for her to get the idea.
The 'witch' is currently leaning across the table in her home, discarded vials and beakers litter it, all empty beyond some faint traces of colorful liquid. Her hat isn't present, allowing her blonde hair to almost glow in the faint sunset coming in through the windows. She is also quiet, and has been for your entire explanation so far.
"And yer sure of this?" Marisa asks.
You nod. "The oni were equipping the foxes who attacked the Human Village, the Moriya at this point fully believe they are the masterminds behind all of this."
The witch raps her fingers on the table, her breath coming out slowly as she thinks. "I assume yer inviting me along?"
You nod. "We thought it would be best, that and the oni have an army, and I do believe you have the tools to… deal with such a thing."
Marisa grins and with a flick of her wrist the 'death laser box' or 'hakero' is in her hand. "I think I can manage ya, when ya movin' out?"
You slowly stand up from the table and start making your way over to her door, "we shall let you know when it is done, I would suggest coming well armed."
"Ain't never not.." The witch replies.
"I am well aware."
---
*Later that week.*
You sit across from Reisen as she lays the map down onto the table, the sound of rapidly moving feet fills the air as the bunnies run along and play outside. They are of course doing more than just 'playing' of course, Eientei is a fortress if you know how to look at it properly… and it's guards are both very perceptive and impossibly numerous.
To that end when you have to speak of covert information there are few places more secure than the main hall of Eientei, which is why Reisen called you here to give you her report about the Underground.
The map is hand made and rather extensive, giving a general view of the entire Underground, up to and including the location of the Oni and Goblin villages. "Beyond locating the oni village I didn't come upon anything suspicious beyond the new openings in the cave ceiling." Reisen says, her fingers moving to a spot outside the city. "They are all set up around this area, and they let in light but little else."
You stare at the spot, it isn't particularly far from where you fought Yuugi all those months ago near the river. A wide open space away from any buildings, but with rough terrain to favor a brawler. "Then that is where they wish the battle to take place. Torakuma more than likely knows we are coming, and most likely means to lure us there."
Reisen's eyes flick up from the map, and you instinctively look away. "They'd be able to use their numbers." Reisen counters.
"And so would we," you reply. "We have plenty, and if the enemy has chosen their battlefield then that is precisely where Kanako will wish to meet them."
Reisen lets out a breath, the paper lifting slightly due to it. "It's risky."
"Whenever is it not? We are, after all, fighting for our lives, Gensokyo would hardly have it any other way."
That draws a chuckle from the moon rabbit, and with a swift movement of her hand the map is rolled up and offered to you. "Not untrue, I assume the Moriya will be reaching out when it is time to go?"
You nod, meeting her eyes momentarily to show your sincerity before moving away again. "Of course."
---
*Even later.*
The goddess's study the map a moment longer before nodding. Kanako speaks first, a fire in her eyes and a smile on her lips. "If the oni have chosen a battlefield then it would be my pleasure to meet them there."
You smile back. "Someone's eager."
The goddess nods, leaning back on her 'throne' as she does so. "These oni have wronged us, it will be most cathartic to put them in their place."
Suwako chuckles, the sound echoing in the small dining room. "Not ta' mention that ah show of force in the Underground like that'll make it far easier to get our shrine down there up and runnin' again."
You turn your attention from the goddess of war and innovation to the goddess of curses and earth. "Who'll be crazy enough to staff it?"
The goddess smirks. "That's yer problem."
Kanako slams her hand down onto the map, the smile only getting wider. "Indeed, Ayumu that shall be your task once this is sorted, for now I would request you contact our allies."
You tilt your head. "Oh, you think I haven't already?"
---
*Slightly more later.*
You bite into the bread, it's… quite good actually. Baked to near perfection with a fine mix of herbs and seasoning flavoring the bread. The strongest of which is garlic, which makes sense seeing as how there is a large basket full of the vegetable next to her sink. Yuuka stated it was 'tribute', but given her usual attitude it is hard to tell if she is serious or not to be honest.
Still, it is offered, so you eat it slowly while sitting in the chair across from Yuuka. The flower youkai is smiling at you pleasantly, no bloodlust or anything particularly else present on her face. "So what is this about?" she asks.
You set the bread down onto the plate she offered. "First of all that is delicious, second of all I would like to invite you to a particularly large brawl."
To Yuuka's credit she doesn't look surprised, instead she leans back into the seat and cocks her head to the side over so slightly. "Oh?"
You nod. "Large army of oni lead by one of the Diva's of the Mountain, we are going to be getting into a rather large scale fight with them in…" You pull your phone out of your pocket and glance at it. "Two days. I figured that could count as 'additional' assistance for a grander favor, if you so choose."
There's a twinkle in Yuuka's eyes now, one that speaks of amusement. "You are altering the terms of our deal?"
"I am yes, though wholly in your benefit. What youkai doesn't want to show off from time to time? That and if we manage to wrestle control away from the Underground… just think of the opportunities for agriculture." You say, spreading your hands in either size as if to mimic the size of the space.
Yuuka closes her eyes a moment, thinking about your offer. Then she leans forwards and steeples her hands together, her elbows coming to rest on her knees as she does so. "I have little interest in growing my flowers in the Underground, and what makes you think I would be interested in a fight?"
You narrow your gaze. "Yuuka, to be perfectly blunt your mansion is surrounded by a lake of blood, and you attempted to rearrange my internal organs during our last spell duel. Think of this as a way of… having some fun without having to worry about the consequences. Nice open landscape, plenty of malicious beings… some strong enough to throw buildings."
Yuuka stares at you a while, her red eyes narrowing to be pinpricks as she studies you. "You always know just what to say don't you?"
Shrugging you reach for the bread again. "It's in my nature, shall I take it then you will be accepting my offer?"
"I shall be thinking about it," the flower youkai responds. "To whom else have you made such an offer?"
You smirk, then pop the bread into your mouth.
---
*Later, but not as later as it could be.*
Satori's fingers rub at a rather lovely spot on your scalp as you speak, a soft hum of contentment drifting out of the youkai as she watches your tails wag slowly behind you. "That is the long and short of it, I expect it to be rather… violent here come this time tomorrow." You say, cracking your eyes open now for the first time in several minutes to look up at the happy Satori.
"I'm sure the oni will enjoy themselves, as will anyone watching from the village," Satori muses. "And I thank you for informing me, but I would ask why?"
Your eyes flit towards the far door, where for some time now you have heard the put upon sighs of one Utsuho Reiuji, the Hell Raven having come by to discover you were stealing her 'fluff' time. "You mentioned Utsuho wished to test out her powers, this seems like as good a time as any."
The pets stop for a moment, and you lightly nudge her hand to get her going again. "I am not wholly against the idea… she needs an outlet, but it would be best for you to ask her directly."
Your eyes flit towards the door, and a low whistle escapes Satori's lips.
"Lady Satori!" a jubilant cry sounds from the otherside of the door, and with the sound of slamming wood it swings open to reveal the Hell Raven in all her glory. "Is he gone now? I worked really hard toda-"
Her joyous words are cutoff as her gaze finds you. For a moment there is a pause, then she stomps her foot (thankfully not the one made of concrete) onto the wooden floor. "Lady Satori, you lied!"
"I have done no such thing, our friend here wishes to speak to you." Satori replies calmly.
Utsuho stares at you in abject confusion, an honestly rather adorably perplexed expression coming onto her face. "What?"
"How would you like to use your powers to blow up a lot of oni?"
Utsuho looks conflicted, a frown crossing her face as her gaze slowly shifts to Satori. "Lady Satori said I wasn't allowed t-"
"In this instance you have my permission." Satori replies, cutting her off in the process.
This gets Utsuho to nod eagerly, one hand moving to clasp around the cannon attached to her arm as she does so. "Then yes!"
You smile.
Utsuho raises her arm and points it towards the rear window, at once the cannon starts to light up, segments along the side opening with a hiss as steam escapes it. The tip of it glows ora-
"Not right now." Satori says calmly.
… The smile is gone.
---
*The latest of all.*
You blink as you take in your ceiling, six days without dreams, a rarity for you. Though given the amount of peace you have been subject to recently you aren't particularly surprised. Still, it is enjoyable to be able to get a full night of rest, especially when you know a particularly large fight is coming.
It is a quick shower and trip to the dining room that starts your day, namely that against habit both Sanae and Kanako are awake. The goddess for her part in her full regalia while Sanae has her gohei strapped to her side. It appears you aren't the only one 'eager' for the day's events, though given how much buildup there has been to it you aren't particularly surprised either.
"Are you sure Torakuma will be there?" Sanae asks quietly, half-heartedly poking at her plate of eggs as she does so.
"Positive" you reply, popping some of the eggs in your mouth as you speak. "She's an oni, so such a thing was honestly rather simple to arrange."
Sanae blinks, then her gaze narrows. "What did you do."
You give her an affronted look. "I did nothing, it was your mother's idea… and a few spread rumors in the Underground."
Now of course you didn't mention which mother, but given the fact that Sanae immediately turns to look at Kanako you feel like she can differentiate the type of shenanigans they get up to. "... Lady Kanako?"
Kanako grins. "I hired some goblins to spread rumors of our arrival, I then laid out a blanket challenge to Torakuma to meet me outside at a place of her choosing on this day."
"Of… course you did." Sanae says with a sigh. "This is going to be bad."
Suwako shrugs. "Ain't gonna be worse than anythin' else, now finish yer eggs, gonna be a long morning."
---
It is a quick trip to the Underground… and an empty one. It appears that the residents know something is up, as beyond a few goblins being present absolutely nobody was visible within the tunnel going down. The same goes for the bridge… and the town in the distance has a… muted edge to it you can't rightly explain. If you were to compare it to anything it would be a town expecting an air raid, quiet and tense.
But that isn't what you are here for. You instead all fly as a group, the group in this case being Suwako, Sanae, and Kanako towards the 'battleground'. It is indeed the same place you fought Yuugi all those months ago, a wide open empty space filled with jagged rocks and a river off to the east. It is lit by shafts of morning light coming in through the holes in the ceiling… and it, along with the light of the distant manga, is enough to reveal your opponent quite easily.
Torakuma stands in the middle of the 'arena', a flat expression on her face as she rests her hands on her club. She's dressed in the same white garb you saw her wearing in the dream, a large piece of leather is around her waist that is held in place by a bear buckle. While she is wearing little else besides bracers on her arms and legs that show off bristling muscle. Her white hair manages to stay pure and untinted by the orange light present, shimmering like snow in the dark landscape around her.
Behind her are… easily well over a hundred oni, they range in colors from blue to red, and range further between those who are the bestial monsters of legend, to those who look fully humanoid. They are all armed as well, clubs and sticks, a force strong enough that it could easily overtake the surface if it allowed.
And Torakuma wields it.
You catch a slight movement from her and turn your head back to see a large white orb is now held present in her hand. It is pearl-like, a milky surface that gives the faint image of a city within it… the Lunar orb you'd imagine, something that would only enhance her power even further.
She tosses it lightly up in the air and catches it, when she does so she snarls at the lot of you. "Well, the lords of the mountain deign to show up at last. Here I was worried you had turned chicken and run!"
This gets a roar of approval from the oni behind her, and you take the moment's distraction to let a good dozen glass foxes slides out of your wrist and fly back towards the surface… and one towards Satori's mansion with messages.
"Well? Are you ready to fight little gods?" Torakuma asks, and with a slam of her hand onto the top of the club it cracks the earth around it.
You smile, idly reaching up to smooth out your hakama before you let your arms relax at your side. Slowly you turn your head from side to side to see the Moriya around you. Kanako looks as serious as always, her hand resting calmly on the pommel of her blade as she stares at the assorted host before her. Suwako is calm as well, and though she only shows emotion when she wants to, the slight twitching of her fingers tells you she is a touch more visibly eager to get into the action, that… and the visible black smoke escaping her mouth in small wisps.
Sanae is… Sanae. Nervous but resolute in what she is about to do upside some oni's heads. As your eyes land on her she turns her head, a small, but confident smile coming onto her face.
"Ready to go?" The shrine maiden asks.
"Always." You reply simply, then step forward.
You throw your hands to either side, making a show of looking over the horde in front of you, and a horde it is, easily over one hundred oni, enough of a force to easily overthrow a kingdom were they properly motivated… and going by the bloodthirsty look on their faces they most certainly are. Your lips purse and you let out a whistle that echoes over the landscape. With a touch of magic it cuts through even the jeers and calls of the army, as every eye turns to your group.
"A most impressive army, a force that would rightly make Gensokyo tremble. But I must admit some small curiosity as to why you are doing this."
Torakuma walks forward, the gargantuan club she wields bouncing on her shoulder like it was little more than a stick. It's easily your height with room to spare, and the golden spikes sticking out of it glint in the orange light cast by the distant magma and the sunlight above. "The mountains belong to the oni, and as the strongest youkai we will be taking it back."
Your single cautious step turns into a walk, your arms still outstretched as you move to meet Torakuma between the two forces. You are so dreadfully outnumbered, so she will most likely entertain some pre-battle banter before she wipes you all out like the insects you appear to be. "For a strong youkai you seemed to need the help of the foxes, and the self proclaimed 'weakest' youkai; Seija."
A grin that only speaks of wanton bloodlust spreads across Torakuma's face, her fangs only more pronounced in the light. "The foxes were useful allies on the surface, but Seija was their doing… nothing but a useful pawn.
You nod, coming to a stop about thirty feet away from the oni, though her approach never stops. "Very tricky… for an oni."
What was once a distance of thirty feet becomes scant less than five. She is in your face, her breath hot and smelling of carrion. "I am the general of the oni, I plot, I lead, I kill. Shuten Douji can keep her honor, I want what is rightfully ours."
You nod once more, your nose twitching as you detect some familiar if distant scents behind you… and a faint light up ahead past the mob towards the direction of Satori's mansion. The oni are spreading out, shifting to surround your group and keep you from escaping. Wise, though the Moriya are no strangers to being surrounded and outnumbered.
A smile crosses your face, one perhaps just a touch too wide. "You are indeed very clever, far more clever than any oni I've ever dealt with. I first thought it was Seija acting alone, then I thought she was being led by some foxes I had a rather… personal history with. But you were pulling the strings, well put together I must say."
"You did make one small mistake, though." Torakuma's hand stabs out to grab you by the collar, and you let her without moving. Her club starts to raise above her head as you continue speaking. "Fortunately it is one everyone in Gensokyo, villainous or otherwise, seems bound and determined to keep making."
The club peaks above her head, and you stare into her eyes with a grin now far beyond human.
"I only see one mistake he-" Torakuma begins, but you cut her off before she can finish.
"You let me talk."
Torakuma stares into your eyes, the club stilling. Before her eyes widen dramatically as she finally senses what you have been distracting her from. "Scatte-" Her voice is cut off in a scream of pain as the 'Ayumu' she was holding detonates in a flash of painfully bright light. It is joined momentarily by a second, far brighter source of light.
A second sun cuts across the battlefield, any sound beyond roaring energy is gone as it cuts through the back of the oni's ranks. The bright white and orange beam of energy is merciless, those unlucky enough to be caught in the middle of it melt, their screams cut off as the nuclear hellfire ends their existence before the pain can fully register. Those on the outskirts go flying, carting wheeling through the air as the shockwave sends the line into disarray.
You leap back from your position just a few feet behind your clone as Torakuma swings her club around in rage. The club whistles through the air like a falling bomb, and you are forced to pump magic into your legs to get back fast enough despite your head start.
"You." Torakuma says with a growl.
"Us." You reply simply, then leap back with magic still in your legs to land next to the assembled Moriya once more. In the distance you can see black wings silhouetting a sun, the new object casting a bright light over the rear ranks of the oni.
It was a fine hit, but it wasn't enough. Your feet land on the rocks with a crunch, and with a snap of your wrist the staff is out. "Shall we?" you ask calmly.
"Do ya even need to ask? Ah've got the right."
The sound of singing steel fills the air as Kanako draws her blade. "Then I shall take the center mass."
"Does that really work when we are surrounded?" Sanae asks.
You shrug your shoulders and twirl the staff lightly in your hands. "Well, we're always surrounded as a general rule. The difference is… we have nicer friends, and if the chaos I have summoned does their job we won't be surrounded for much longer."
The Moriya charge as one, dozens of echoing hisses fill the air as cursed snakes start to appear underneath Suwako's feet. A wind buffets you as you move, speeding you along as the goddess of war and the sky pushes you onwards.
A rocket gets to the group before you can. Marisa's broom screams overhead, the witch firing colorful stars into the masses in front of you that explode into magical shrapnel. Danmaku chase after her, but the witch is speeding away before they can get close.
Kanako closes first, her blade singing as it cuts through the club an oni was wielding. It sinks deep into his shoulder, and with a thunderous kick she sends the youkai tumbling back into one of his allies. Your staff swings out, working in a well practiced concert with Kanako to swing towards the 'catching' oni's head, this one blocks, the sound of wood hitting wood filling the air before the oni collapses with a grunt.
You glance to the side to see Sanae holding her gohei out, and you give her a slight smile before a fox uses her shoulder as a launching point. Dozens of them run between your feet or leap over you, fading in and out of reality as flames lick at their paws from magic. You glance back to see the host, and your smile turns into a grin.
Foxes, some in fox form and some in human, are charging in. Some wielding flames, some wielding blades, they are here for the Moriya and a revenge and they shall not be denied. Beyond them you can see an entire host of Goliath Dolls charging into the battle, their footsteps shaking the earth as they sprint across the black rock and into the melee. The oni turn to face them and are swept aside, either crushed or forced to dive out of the way of the giants. Floating in the air above them all is Alice, her hands moving almost too fast for your mind to process as she gives hundreds of commands every second.
Right… time for work.
You leap back, escaping the melee and landing onto the rock with a crouch. Your head snaps up, brain processing the scene all around you as you drain your magic.
Twelve Goliath Dolls are good, twenty four is better. Twelve more crawl out of the earth with a mighty shake around you, their weapons glinting as they make a mess of the surroundings. The oni unfortunate enough to be near you are sent sprawling away… not crushed of course, they aren't quite real enough for that. But it is enough chaos to further crumble their already fractured formation.
Your hand snaps up, magic surging through your arm. "Fox Sign – Fox Hunt."
Fifteen little foxes dart out of the card and dive into the mass, little happy yips filling the air as they cook off like artillery shells. You smile, then twist around as you hear a rush of air. Your staff raises on instinct to block a club that was sailing towards your midsection, and your muscles scream as you find yourself weapon to weapon with a tall red female oni that is grinning down at you.
You relent, allowing your weapon to be knocked to the side as you roll out of the way of the oncoming strike. It impacts the earth and ruptures it, rock sailing through the air.
She is strong.
You are faster.
Your staff is back in your hands and swinging around, and with another clack it bounces off her club. Her grin gets wider, and continues to be present until she is sent hurtling forward by the real you kicking her in the back of the spine. "Scarlet Sign – Scarlet Shoot!"
A beam of red energy erupts from the card you drew and slams into her and a few oni beyond, sending them tumbling out of the range you need to worry about them for a moment. Your eyes return to the battlefield, the Moriya have split, Sanae is in the center near a host of foxes and Kanako, the goddess in question currently dueling Torakuma to a standstill but nothing more. Suwako is off in the distance, riding a large white snake that is tearing through their rear ranks.
Utusuho is launching volleys into the group as well, approaching along with Marisa a-
"Drunken Dream - Art of Segaki Binding!" You shout out, your card swinging up and activating as an oni makes a leaping grab for Marisa as she speeds past. Golden chains erupt to wrap around the limbs of the oni in question, and it is sent hurtling back into the earth as Marisa's foot shoots out to clock it upside the head at full speed as she launches more colorful stars into the ranks below her.
You charge forward, your staff momentarily knocking against the dirt as a familiar call sounds through the air. "Sea Opening - The Day the Sea Split!" Sanae's voice rings through the battlefield as she holds a spellcard up, and you watch as two waves of danmaku erupt from it to knock several oni that were getting too close to her out of the way.
With a leap you land right next to her, your staff swinging out to slam into the head of one of the oni recovering before you find yourself standing back to back with the green-haired shrine maiden. "So how's your morning going?" you ask innocently.
"Tiring." Sanae asks simply. "How many more are coming?"
"Are you asking regarding the oni or our allies?" you ask, a spellcard raising betwixt your fingers.
"Both." Sanae says, a spellcard of her own raising.
"Plenty." You reply, then both of you speak in unison.
"Divine Virtue – Bumper Crop Rice Shower!" your voices shout out in chorus, and pure white danmaku rains down from the sky to land amongst the group charging in on you. Yours is less impressive of course… but beggars can't be choosers.
The sound of ringing steel fills your ears once more, and you glance behind you to see Kanako still in the fierce melee with Torakuma. A look of deep concentration is present on the goddesses face, and you watch as every blow she makes is matched easily by the oni fighting her. More oni are around her, but those are kept busy by the host of foxes either dueling with their own weapons or simply sprinting around and mauling the bastards.
The Moriya are at war, and it is glorious.
You turn back around, a new spellcard at the ready as yet more come towards you. "Fox Sign – Flame of Miyagi!" Flame erupts from the card, slamming into the oni charging you… but it doesn't slow it down.
So you charge forward, ducking underneath its powerful but inaccurate swing and grabbing the youkai by the arm. With a tug you send it over your shoulder and bouncing along the ground, it's club cracking rocks as it goes off into the distance.
The oni rises quickly, fists rising at it charges forward and you ready your staff.
It does this for approximately a second before it halts; at first you believe the flames got to it… but upon a quick glance you see vines wrapped around the youkai's feet. Two more erupts from the earth to grab it by either arm, and with the sound of wrenching flesh the oni is torn in half in an eruption of blood and bone. Where the ichor drips onto the earth you see flowers bloom, and with a burst of petals you find Yuuka now standing just in front of the split corpse.
She looks the same as she always does, that same blood red plaid with the parasol on her shoulder as she looks around the battlefield innocently. She stares at the carnage a moment, then glances back at the corpse she just made. With her foot she gently presses down onto it, and you watch as the body sinks into the earth and out of sight. Satisfied with that apparently she turns back to look at you, a small, pleasant small on her face as her eyes meet your own. "We shall speak later regarding the favor."
"Of course." You reply simply, then run past her as vines start to grow around her feet and her laugh fills the air.
You get a few more steps beyond before there is an eruption. You stumble over the ground, your hands digging into the rock as you jerk your head back towards the source of magical energy now making its presence known.
"ENOUGH!" It's Torakuma, the oni is holding the Lunar Orb above her head. "THE MOON IS MY POWER!" Torakuma's voice echoes over the battlefield, and she slams her club into the ground faster than you can track it and sends Kanako and all those around her, ally and enemy alike, tumbling back like paper in a storm. "AND THE ONI SHALL NOT BE DENIED!"
A warcry sounds throughout the battlefield as the oni surge forwards, the foxes that can leaping back to try and get out of the crowd before there is a blinding light that distracts you. With a flash of pearl white light the orb glows mightily… and the world changes. What was once bright morning sunlight coming through the ceiling above is now dark and pure moonlight. It casts light over the battlefield… and as it does so Torakuma charges. A goliath doll stands in her way for a brief second before it simply splits in half with one mighty swipe of her arm. Torakuma sails through it, her eyes glowing white as she heads directly for Alice.
The puppeteer is shoved bodily aside in midair before Torakuma's punch lands in the middle of two bare crossed arms. Yuugi floats there, a look of grim determination on her face before she is sent sailing back like a bullet from the force of Torakuma's blow. A shockwave ripples over the battlefield from the hit, a loud crack filling the air as Yuugi goes bouncing along the ground to land in the distant river with a splash.
"I have always been stronger than you, Yuugi!" Torakuma's boast echoes over the battlefield and chaos around her. "Doubly so in moonlight!"
"That so?" a familiar drawl sounds out, and you slowly turn your head to see that Yuugi did not arrive at the battle alone.
Suika walks calmly through a gap in the ring of oni, those who might bar her way hastily backing out of it in awe and fear as she bounces her gourd on her shoulder. The sound of her chains rustling fill the air, and for the moment it is the only sound present as she walks forward.
Torakuma… isn't, instead the oni general looks excited as she stares down her former 'boss'. The closed fist she threw at Yuugi pulls back to rest at her side, her club, despite its gargantuan size, starting to spin slowly in her grip as she floats back down onto the rocky ground. "Tired of drinking, boss? You going to join us, or are you against us?"
Suika stops, her eyes drifting over the paused battlefield around her before they land on Torakuma once more. "Yer making a mess."
Torakuma laughs, the sound cruel. "We're oni! We pillage, we destroy!"
Suika's right hand slowly reaches up to her left wrist and rubs at the shackle and chain there. "Sure, once. Now yer just bein' stupid."
Torakuma's laugh dies out, and when she speaks again her voice is deadly serious. "If you aren't joining us then get the hell out of my way, I have the strength to slay Yorimitsu!"
Suika continues to stare at her, then without saying anything else she raises her left hand… then beckons with her fingers.
Torakuma needs no further prompting, with the sound of cracking air she launches herself forward, the club swinging out in a wicked arc. The sound of a thunderclap fills the air as Suika raises her arms to block it, the smaller oni digging rivets in the dirt as she is forced back through the rock. She is forced back several feet before Suika appears to lose her balance, the diminutive oni falling down onto her ass before her legs kick outwards toward Torakuma's.
Torakuma leaps back, laughing all the while. "Yes! This is what I wanted! Let's finish this Shuten!" her words are still words, but her sheer excitement is enough to make it a bestial roar that echoes across the battlefield like a crashing meteor.
With the sound of exploding water the river erupts, Yuugi barreling out of it and leaving two colossal split waves in her wake. Moisture falls down onto the battlefield, a sudden and foul smelling rainstorm pouring down over the area as Yuugi causes that section of river to simply evaporate.
And you are moving.
You charge back towards the center and Sanae, the shrine maiden fighting in close combat with oni as Kanako and another fox support her. The sound of danmaku rings out overhead, and you don't have the time to look up before a red and white figure has landed just south of that small group. Reimu holds a spread of talismans in her hand, and with a flurry of motion tosses them into a charging group. The paper shatters on impact, sending them sprawling back as smaller explosions of energy rip through them as she launches energy through her staff.
You come to a skidding stop next to them both, your staff swinging out to block the club of an Oni aiming for Kanako's side before your elbow jabs out to crush its ribcage. Your staff hooks around as the oni hunches forward, latching around his neck before you pull the staff (and the oni besides) forward and into your awaiting knee. A disgusting breath reeking of alcohol disturbs your senses, and you violently wrench the oni to the side.
… Right. "So, enjoying yourself Sanae?" You ask calmly, trying to ignore the rather painful headache you have at the moment from managing well over a dozen illusions while fighting a mass spellcard duel.
"It got worse!" Sanae cries out. "Esoterica - Gray Thaumaturgy!" stars of rippling energy surge out from a spellcard she is wielding to slam into two oni charging directly for her. One takes it in the face and goes down, the other, a rather large looking blue male tanks it… only to get two staves, one in the neck, the other in the chest for his trouble. Reimu surges past you, her staff dropping to the floor briefly from where it hit the youkai in the chest before she slams a paper talisman onto the youkai's head. It lights up, and a moment later the beast is crumbling to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
"Kanako seems to be enjoying herself," you reply. Glancing over you can see the goddess is easily matching four oni attempting to engage her in a melee, her blade twisting and turning in the air faster than they can react. With every stab or slash of her blade thunder fills the air, crackling lightning above through the holes in the ceiling lighting up the area further beyond.
It's chaos, plain and simple. Alice is floating above the battlefield, controlling a dwindling number of goliath dolls and dozens of smaller ones. Utsuho is nearby, launching bolts of energy into the horde below.
"We need more," you say quietly.
"What?" Sanae asks, the shrine maiden looking at you in confusion. Her hair has matted to the front of her face from sweat, and her white outfit is marred with splats of black dirt and red blood.
You lift a spellcard, then point it towards the mass. "Fox Sign - Dream Walker!" it guzzles magic from you like a sponge to water, and for the first time in quite a while you feel momentarily woozy from the strain before the faith kicks in and ebbs away the pain. Three orbs of light erupt from the card, orange, red and green. The red one lands near reimu, revealing the silhouette of a shrine maiden with a long staff swinging into the mob. The orange one goes farther, landing near the edge of the reveal the silhouetted form of… Mima? The figure lets out a laugh before pointing a staff forward towards you, beams of twisting light shooting out to slam into the back of an oni that was charging you.
The final figure, Aina appears just beside Sanae, a spear in her hands stabbing forward to knock an oni back. The shrine maiden steps forwards and follows through, her weapon swinging and stabbing as the oni's blows pass through her like she wasn't even there… which, you suppose she isn't.
You duck under a punch that sails over your head, you twist around, staff swinging around before a second blow hits you in the midsection and forces you back into the side of Sanae. A fierce stinging pain fills you briefly, and for a moment you worry that much like your arm you are missing your torso… but a quick glance down reveals that the armor took the majority of it, cracked slightly but otherwise you will suffer nothing more than a very nasty bruise.
You jerk your head back up only to see the oni staring off towards the south with a dazed expression on its face. You don't spend a moment trying to figure out why. "Fox Sign – Servant of Suwa!"
The oni's head jerks back with a crack as the wind impacts it directly in the forehead, it falls back onto its knees… unconscious or dead, you don't care. Instead you turn your own head south to see the form of Reisen flying over the battlefield, her eyes glowing bright red as she shoots bolts of energy into the mob below her.
You smile, everyone called in here… the mightiest force assembled in Gensokyo… on one side anyway. The smile falters slightly as you see Torakuma. The oni is swinging her club now far far faster than even your supernatural eyes can keep up with, and it is everything Yuugi and Suika can do to even slow her down… and they are both losing ground. The oni as well are still a massive problem: though they are cut down by the group their strength and numbers remain, and their bloodlust -stoked by every blow of their leader- ensure that they will not stop. These aren't Danjuro's minions, they don't go down near as easily.
Everywhere you look you can see the foxes being pushed back, the only real source of ground 'numbers' you have. The oni are just too strong to hold back for long, and now that all of your forces are here there are precious little surprises. Given time… Torakuma will win, and there isn't much you can do about that.
A deafening explosion fills the air, and you turn your head to see Yuuka firing a gargantuan white beam of energy into the crowd. Marisa is just beside her, her hakkero in her hand as her beam conjoins with Yuuka's for even greater means of destruction. Beyond them you can see a good six or seven Suwako's running around with iron blades, a mix of her clones and your illusions going to work as best as you can manage in the chaos of handling every other illusion.
It frankly… isn't enough.
You turn back to Torakum-
You twist to the side as a punch narrowly misses your midsection, you grab it and slam your fist into the youkai's elbow, hearing a bone snap before the oni's head rockets forward into your own. Your vision flashes white as your skulls collide, and you stumble back between Sanae Reimu and Kanako as you recover.
"Focus Ayumu!" Kanako's voice barks out, and her blade lashes out to swing at the oni that leaps backwards before she can connect.
You shake your head, your vision swimming. It's chaos… prue chaos, and as long as the oni keep pressing onwards and Torakuma is able to match if not beat Yuugi and Suika you won't really be getting out of this without mass casualties. As long as Torakuma has the power of the moonlight…
Wait.
Sanae's hand lands on her shoulder. Her voice sounds rather frantic and perhaps a touch distracted. "Are you alright?"
You nod slowly as you feel her hand move to your forehead, you feel a touch of... wetness, and you don't need to look at her now red fingers to tell the hit you just took was rather nasty. "I have an idea. I need cover, this is going to be rough."
You already had a headache from managing all the rapidfire spellcards and illusions… and the headbutt, and you are about to make it far worse.
A brush on your left shoulder tells you that Kanako is standing just beside you. "What do you plan?"
You lift the spellcard out of your pocket and point it towards Torakuma. "See if I can't take away her advantage... "
Drawing in a breath you let loose your magic into the card. "Last Word - Legacy of the Shinjo."
The battlefield changes, what was once the Underground lit by moonlight has become a bright verdant forest of ancient trees stretching off infinitely in every direction. Homes litter the area, small quaint things that are far far older than anything in Gensokyo, and they are reconstructed. This is the Shijo Village of old, proud and pristine before the attack, a monument eternal to your clan and the people you loved.
The sound of crunching grass fills your ears, and you feel a nuzzle on your hand and glance down. A young, beautiful single tailed fox is lightly nuzzling at your hand, a host is around her and all across the village, well over a hundred foxes come to defend their home. "Good morning, Little One." You say softly.
And the sun is shining.
The foxes rush forward, sprinting past you on all fours to join the battle. Those oni unlucky enough to be near you in the melee go down trying to pry off the ghosts, only to find their hands passing through their incorporeal forms as blasts of magic erupt over their body wherever paw prints land.
Yet more come out of the buildings, dozens… those long since dead joining the battle to defend a clan member in his hour of need. You continue to hold the card aloft, pointing it at Torakuma as the oni looks around in some alarm. Her club swings out as the foxes approach, dissipating a clean dozen into nothing more than fragments of ether… but one gets through.
A familiar small fox, white of fur and single tailed, stabs its fangs into her wrist, the oni letting out a shout of pain as she tries to shake the fox free. With a slap of her hand the fox dissipates into nothing more than magical remnants, a memory lost as quickly as it formed.
… and the orb is laying on the ground beside her, from where her grip was forced open in shock.
Torakuma has but a moment to look at it before she is sent rocketing back through several houses via a vicious punch from Suika. The oni follows through, the ornaments attached to the chains she wears growing gigantically in size to slam into the rubble Torakuma landed in. Torakuma dives out of the way, her club forgotten as she desperately blocks a punch from Yuugi and twists out of the way of another ornament.
She leaps back, her previously enhanced strength faltering from the lack of orb and the lack of moonlight. She ducks under a group of foxes charging for the horde of oni, and her head turns quickly to look back… and directly at you.
The oni's eyes narrow, and with an eruption of earth the ground explodes underneath her. She doesn't so much run towards you as take a mighty leap in your direction. She is no longer a youkai, she is a beast, and she wants nothing more than to kill the person who took her power away, if only briefly.
You drop the spellcard, the magical effect dissipating instantly and revealing the cave once more. She speeds up once moonlight hits her, and you can do little more than watch her approach as you start your (in comparison) slow dodge to the side.
It is unnecessary.
A new figure is in front of you, a rather shorter human with brown hair wearing a red and white shrine maidens ensemble. You raise a hand to push Reimu out of the way, your eyes widening as the oni charges forward and blows away one of the larger curse snakes in the process.
Reimu doesn't budge. The shrine maiden is whispering something you cannot make out, and as you watch seven orbs with a yin-yang pattern form out of her body and float around her in a circle. They light up as her hands go through a series of hand signs, and… Torakuma reaches her.
A fierce wind follows Torakuma's fist as she throws it forward, a screaming wind filling the air as you are forced back a step. The spellcard that you dropped goes flying away in the wind, as does your staff as you tumble backwards.
The blow… goes through Reimu. The shrine maiden is non-opaque, you can see Torakuma's entire arm and body through the semi-visible shrine maiden as she floats there in the air. Reimu looks… calm, as if nothing in the world was wrong. Her hand shoots up to land on Torakuma's forehead, and two soft words escape her lips as the orbs light up even brighter. "Fantasy Heaven."
Torakuma's eyes briefly widen before she crumbles forward and through Reimu. The shrine maiden watches her dispassionately as the oni lands on the ground lifeless. She becomes fully opaque again a moment later, landing on the ground softly to apply a paper seal to Torakuma's forehead.
Like a wave through their ranks the oni break. At seeing their leader fall you can hear shouts of dismay as many flee, but you don't look up to follow their retreat. You are feeling… remarkably tired, a poke at your shoulder does get you to glance up to see the worried face of Sanae, and before she can say anything you reach up to drag her down with you as you lie down on your back. A laugh escapes you as the sound of danmaku continues to erupt in the Underground. "Another victory for the Moriya."
Sanae struggles momentarily before laughing herself. "Indeed, you got your fox butt saved by Reimu of all people, Kanako will never let you live it down."
"I'll deal with that tomorrow, right now I'm… very… tired." You say quietly, the headache ebbing away as you lose the ability to focus on it.
You close your eyes, and do not open them again for some time.
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*A Week Later*
Eirin had called you lucky when she looked you over.
'Extreme magical exhaustion', she called it. Frankly… you aren't surprised. You were throwing out spellcards like Suwako does snakes and were managing over a dozen active and fighting illusions at the same time.
Sanae was of course slightly less than pleased when she found out that it may have killed you if it weren't for the faith, but frankly you've been almost killed so many times since coming into Gensokyo that you weren't particularly bothered or startled by that revelation. Sanae wasn't happy about that either, but she gets to baby you for a while so frankly she'll get over it.
… Speaking of which.
You nudge your nose against Sanae's cheek, your whiskers causing her to giggle a little from the tickling sensation as you do so. "What?" the shrine maiden asks, her voice halfway a laugh.
You are currently wrapped around her shoulders in your fox form, as it will allow you to regain your magic even faster… it also allows you to be lazy and frankly you deserve that right now.
"I require scritches."
Sanae's eyes fill with amusement as she sets the clothes she was folding down onto the hallway. "Really? You require them?"
"Desperately." You nod, pressing your nose against her cheek for full measure, one… no two tail wags accentuate your request.
Sanae lets out a sigh and sits down onto the porch, the sound of water from the pond filling your ears briefly before her fingers start to run through your fur. "You know, it always amazes me how animal like you get when you are all foxy. When you are in your human form it's all prim and proper, but right now you are basically a puppy."
"A mix of instinct and using what is available to me," you murmur. Your eyes start to drift shut as she gets to a particularly good spot. "I am cute, therefore when I take upon my cutest form I attempt to abuse that as much as possible to get what I want."
Her hand drifts from your back to just behind your ears, her fingers crooking to scratch at the spot just at the base. "Is it now? Is that how you won over my mother?"
You let out a single, soft laugh. "I won over your mother by being suicidally dedicated and saying the right things."
"You do have a knack for that," Sanae admits. "But what are you going to do now? She said she planned on starting construction tomorrow… something about showing the Oni who truly rule the Underground."
"I shall assist of course… but for now all I wish for is to rest." You say quietly, allowing the sound of the wind rustling in the trees and the trickling water to start drifting you away.
"Aww," Sanae cooes. "My little fox is tired." Her hand motion slows down further, just the lightest touch as your mind slows down. "Love you, big brother," Sanae says quietly.
"I love you as well," you say sincerely, then, with a peace you thought to never attain again, you sleep. And dream.
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*Three years later*
The pitter patter of little feet causes you to awaken, and on instinct and practice raise your arms above your head to catch the little one tailed furball that is bound and dedicated to bouncing on your chest.
With a satisfying whump you have her, a series of loud giggles filling the air as you speak groggily. "Akiya, what did we say about jumping on me?"
More giggles is your response, and with a sigh you crack your eyes open. The one tailed fox is staring down at you, tail wagging rapidly as her yellow eyes meet your own. Her purple hair is a mess, unbound and uncombed, the child having most likely ducked away from Sanae's attempts to groom her once more.
"Daddy!" Akiya cries happily, arms and legs wiggling.
"Indeed I am," you reply groggily. "Go bug mommy, she is the huggy one."
With that you toss the child up in the air in a careful arc so that she comes down on top of the sleeping form of Kanako. The goddess's arms stab out, having already well been awake and catching the child easily.
This only gets more giggles of course, for being a child of Ayumu Yasaka and Kanako Yasaka makes one a rather… adventurous and daredevil type of individual, despite her young age.
"Ayumu…" Kanako's tired voice speaks up. "Did you just throw my daughter at me?"
"I did." You reply, equally tired. "It would seem that she managed to escape both Sanae and Haru's watch this morning. Fine work I must say."
With a groan Kanako sits up, her long hair falling down behind her as she stares into the face of the three year old as if Akiya could inform her of all the secrets in the universe. "If you continue to praise her for it she will merely continue doing it."
You nod, sitting up yourself and throwing your arm around the shoulder of your wife in the process. "Indeed, I need her good and practiced for whenever her aunt shows up."
With a light toss you find Akiya in your arms again, the child letting out a cheer as you move yourself out of the bed and wander over to your clothes. Kanako stays in bed, content to watch you with a smile on her face as she speaks again. "I do believe Yukari was joking Ayumu when she stated he wanted to make Akiya one of her Shikigami."
"She most likely was," you admit. "But I refuse to take any chances… that and it gives Haru good practice. You've seen how she has been trying to court the foxes."
The goddess's smile gets a touch wider before she gets out of bed herself. "Run along Akiya, we must get dressed… I do believe today is the day we shall finally introduce you to the Great Dragon."
Akiya lets out a cheer, her custom made shrine maiden uniform slightly coming undone as she does so, before with the pitter patter of little feet once more she is out of the room and out of sight.
"So much energy," you murmur as you throw your suit on. "I have no idea where she gets it."
"A mix of both of us I imagine." Kanako replies, and you don't need to look to tell she has already dressed via goddess shenanigans.
Still, you do turn to see the goddess leaning against her now open window, the shrine grounds outside abuzz with activity as worshippers trickle in amongst the buildings. A distant hiss sounds out that the newly improved tram is kicking into action, and you move up to and lean on the window yourself to look at the worshippers new and old.
"It's going to be a busy day." You say quietly.
"Indeed, good practice for our new shrine maidens." Kanako agrees, "When will you be ready to depart?"
You glance out over the grounds, then to the orange sky beyond. The sky is a bright and beautiful orange, and even if you cannot see the sunrise from this angle, its effects on the clouds are gorgeous enough for that to be entirely optional to enjoy the morning. It's… going to be a beautiful day.
"Soon." You reply quietly, one hand moving to wrap around her shoulder again as you stare off into Gensokyo next to the woman you love in your home. A fox that several years ago had neither, but now you found Gensokyo, a paradise.
And you were now just another fox within that paradise.
- Fin
Notes:
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/a-fox-in-paradise-touhou.588297/
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/a-fox-in-paradise-touhou-thread-two-complete.702973
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