Sorry guys, I messed up the update. Actually I wrote this along with the opening, but there was an error with this one and I deleted it. Then, my internet got busted before I can repost this. One thing led to another, this isn't a good day for me.
>>10514 I'm moving the summary below because of the error I explained.
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You’re now sitting on the floor covered with woven straw mat of what seems to be a living room. The surrounding is pretty modest, and looks just as how it does from outside: a traditional Japanese house. Plastered wooden walls, pocket doors and you can also see a tokonoma* where there’s a calligraphic scroll hanging as decoration.
Reimu is away preparing tea and snacks for you and the other two guests. Meanwhile, Marisa brought up about your exploration of the school’s clubrooms this afternoon. It eventually leads to you talking about your aspiration to join the school’s Art and Kendo Club, and how you have been around painting various structures since long. The other two girls are astonished to hear your story, though neither of them appears to have heard the sites you mentioned to have painted.
“That’s really cool!” squeals Suika while hugging the schoolbag that used to hang over her shoulders. She had taken off her blazer, revealing the blouse she wore beneath as sleeveless.
“Yeah, but I guess I can see that from you Cirno,” Marisa comments as she crosses her arms. She then leans her back to a wall and stretches her legs out across the mat, revealing a sizable portion of her thighs as her skirts drew up rather endearingly. She doesn’t seem to mind it, since hey, there isn’t any male in a mile radius. The only other two people present in the same room as her currently are you and Suika, whom are both females, straight females, though it’s really easy to be proven wrong in that matter.
*cough*
“I told Ms. Yakumo this too, that’s when I found out that she spoke Italian,” you state, which reminds you how unexcitable Yukari was. That when you did your bad mile-high club joke, that when you told her about your experience with paintings, that when you put to her keenly your
affection for fencing... she took them without all too much of wonder, compared to how a normal person would react. She wasn’t even mad at the inappropriate joke, instead just said ‘Too bad, could have been an interesting story to hear.’ Something negligent no one would expect from a school principal.
Then again, that’s not all that is unusual about her.
You tilt your head to the left and add, “She spoke only one line to me though.”
“Eh, I’d bet she’s good at it for real,” Marisa confidently says. “Her English is awfully fluent. I know because I’ve heard her spoke in it. Heck, I even saw her speaking in French with Wriggle once.”
“Wriggle’s a French?” Suika asks, still hugging her bag adorably.
Marisa nods, “Makes you wonder why she’s called Wriggle huh? I mean, Wriggle’s an English word. They don’t use English as native language there on France.”
“Maybe it’s not a nickname she got back on France,” you speculate.
“Who knows?” Marisa shrugs. “Anyway, what about Kendo Club? You’ve been practicing kendo since you were a kid too?”
“Not kendo,” you explain, “I trained Florentine-style fencing under my uncle back on Italy, but that’s not really why I want to join the club. I’m always fond of sword-fighting art, I’m sure I’ll have fun in the club.” You decide to keep that simple, not wanting to embarrass yourself as you did with Yukari.
“Uh, it’s still open isn’t it?” you ask in accession.
“Dunno,” Marisa replies in short.
“You can ask Utsuho about it!” Suika suggests.
The mention of a name flickers your interest, “Utsuho?”
“Yeah! She’s the captain of Kendo Club!” Suika states energetically.
“She’s also a member of the Science Club,” Marisa grins, “she’s the
captain over there too. Captain as in ‘Marisa! It’s your turn to clean up the tubes! Do it damnit!’ hehehe~”
Both you and Suika giggle along with Marisa. “She’s pretty strict,” Suika marks. “You’re in for a hard time there Cirno!”
“It’s fine. I’m used to strict trainings,” you say with a smile. “By the way, do you two know anyone else on Kendo Club?”
At this moment, sounds of footstep approaching the living room can be heard by you. The pads of bare feet stepping on top of wooden floor are gradually getting louder, until you hear the pocket door situated behind you slides open.
“Youmu.”
You turn around and find yourself the source of the footstep: Reimu. What catches your attention the most from her isn’t the tray for tea and snacks she’s carrying, neither the word she mumbled on her way in. It’s her attire; she no longer wears her school uniform and instead has changed into a sleeveless dress with long skirt, red-colored on most part.
“I was about to say that Reimu,“ Marisa says as she moves over to the tray placed on the floor by Reimu to grab her cup and pour herself some tea, followed by Suika. You on the other hand, are still quite captivated by Reimu’s outfit. The cuts on the sides of her chest are... ample, divulging her armpits though not necessarily her *cough*
torso since you can see the wrap of sarashi** covering her chest.
Reimu notices your stare and asks, “What?”
(What will you say to her?)
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(Anything else you want to talk about with the three girls?)
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tokonoma **
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/Sarashi Stupid wikipedia not having sarashi as article *grumbles*
Anyway, another mistake: I’m changing the class number of Suika and Aya from 3-A to... unspecified as of yet, just not 3-A, and what the heck was I thinking when I made Bissi addressed Yukari with “Ms. Yukari” instead of “Ms. Yakumo”!? Damn it! (It’s intentional that Kanako was called Kanako instead of Yasaka by her students though)
I also really want to smack myself for not checking what basilica really is. I thought it was a general term for place of worship. I think I got it wrong, if so I should have added a commentary or two from Reimu about it. Man...
I guess I dug my own grave the moment I decided to write something that’s out of my league. I so did a lot of mistakes here and there enough to tempt me into restarting, or just plain stop this CYOA... but well, enough rant. Let’s just see how it goes first.