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Rice and Rain >>/shorts/2209

Inspired by, or shamelessly stolen from. Take your pick. Mibya wrote that (>>/gensokyo/15535).

Thread 1 >>41060
OP source is: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3098941

Anyway leeeet's get that roll going, over whether or not Reimu caves to lust 2d6 with a +5 modifier, Disco Elysium(-ish) rules (in DE 1,1 is always a fail 6,6 is always a pass, this doesn't apply here), to-pass: 15.
Rolling 2d6 plus 5 => 12 (6, 1, Rolls: 7)
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I liked how that worked out so I’ll use this system more. Not always, for sure, but if I want some element of risk or chance, I’ll use dice rolls. The way it works in Disco Elysium’s system is Attribute (essentially your core stats) +/- Skill (more detailed stats, of which there are a whopping 24) +/- Thoughts or situations/details/context (think of Thoughts as Titles, so Reimu is The Shrine Maiden of Paradise and would get some skill bonuses because of that, like perhaps to authority, but she’s also prone to bad business decisions and would suffer in skills that let her resist temptation).

So here are Hakurei Reimu's "stats" as perceived by Kizin:
Intellect==: 3 Average
Psyche===: 2 Weak
Physique==: 3 Average
Motorics==: 6 Genius

Because: Reimu's not exactly "intelligent", but she's very knowledgeable on those things she's familiar with. She's rather emotionally immature or at least she lacks empathy and understanding of a lot of societal norms and how to navigate relationships/business. Physique... the thing is that she's spiritually powerful above all else. Aside from her spiritual power, she's just a girl and has never been shown as being particularly physically tough. She's not noted to be weak either, though.
Obviously her highest skill is Motorics: the attribute for senses, movement, composure, and so on. Aside from spiritual power, Reimu's other obvious talents are her unreal dodging ability and perceptiveness.
Going into skills is too much, but if I had to peg a signature skill of hers, it would probably be "Shivers", which is a rough equivalent of "Intuition", on which Reimu extensively relies.

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Roll results: 6, 1, +5 = 12 | Failure.

[X] Surely she was overthinking. She pressed on.


“Hm, let’s see those sides better...” she proposed, and so she opened the rest of the umbrella’s vest. From her periphery she could see color filling Kogasa’s face—not that this dissuaded the shrine maiden whatsoever; it was simply something to note, with satisfaction.

Thus, Reimu put her hand against the right of the other girl’s ribs.

Ah... The human’s eyebrows raised as a thought came to her: So warm...

She scraped her nails over the fabric a bit teasingly, but the way her small finger rotated once, twice—

“Hya!”

—it had the tsukumogami already fidgeting.

She smelled quite good, in Reimu’s opinion. Her breathing also had her chest regularly rising and falling and quite prominently begging for Reimu to push her face in to keep them down. Of course, Reimu would do no such thing. This was a game of interrogation... Indeed! Interrogation. Questions...

“What...” the shrine maiden began, feeling down the side of the youkai’s abdomen. She did not finish her question, and instead her gaze dazedly fixed onto the captured umbrella’s stare.

“‘What’... what?” asked the mock-prisoner.

Reimu almost seemed to flicker into reality after having floated off into another, confusedly saying, “Huh? Uh, ahh... the hermit... Kasen—”

“Miss Toyosatomimi?”

“Right, yeah...” Her gaze drifted to where her left hand lay. She then bounced in place at a sudden idea. She pressed nearer to the umbrella’s body, looking with half-lid eyes into hers red and blue. Kogasa stiffened with concern.

“Nothing... happened...” the tsukumogami whispered.

“Good, keep lying,” said Reimu, glancing back at her hand as it neared where Kogasa’s shirt ended, “I can keep going that way.”

“M-M-Miss Reimu? Hello?” tried Kogasa. Reimu met the youkai’s eyes again, closed her own, and smiled brightly.

She then gripped at Kogasa’s skirt, lifting a bunch of it as she replied, “Hello!”

“WAAGH!?” the umbrella, now nearly exposed, roared. And yet, not an inch did she pull or push back—even now. With the back of her fingers pressed against Kogasa’s firm thigh, Reimu interpreted this inaction as the flag being waved at the starting line. With this implicit “go” given, she raced on ahead.

“S-Sorry Ko... Kogasa...! Forget playing, I’m gonna, uh... Ooh? Ohh....” She began squeezing the flesh of Kogasa’s leg (causing the girl to squirm) and noted that the sensation—that tension and soft, pliable feel—was already becoming familiar to her hand. She swallowed her spit reflexively and panted hot the second after.

What if I got in her skir... I wanna get in her skirt!

Eyes aimed below, breathing heavy, Reimu became aware now that her heart was causing cacophony in her chest.

Yeah! I won’t do anything more than that, I’ll just...

Her fantasies and desires were making her thoughts difficult to maintain. By instinct, she released Kogasa’s wrists from her right hand.

By instinct, she swiftly sat up, staring at nothing other than the other girl’s skirt.

By instinct she grabbed the hem, and by instinct she lifted it. She then pushed her cheeks between Kogasa’s thighs, and beheld – near and within her sight –the distinct white triangle of a pair of pants.

And that intense heat... That incredible scent! That pillowy, crushing force...!

Reimu thought only a single word:

Heaven!

Kogasa then scooted backward nearly a meter and kicked her heel into the shrine maiden’s forehead.

Ghh!” gave Reimu at once as a shock of pain fired through her skull, following that shortly with, “... Ooowwcchh!!”

Certainly it wasn’t the worst she’d ever felt, but no damage was always preferable to any damage at all. Reimu groaned, sloppily propping herself up with her elbows as she held the spot of her which had been attacked.

Before her, the tsukumogami she’d been fiddling with was pushing her hands down on the front of her skirt to hide her undercarriage. Blushing furiously, the youkai looked upon Reimu with awe, fright, and anger.

“There wasn’t even any mood!!” she cried. “Are you a monkey!? Are you a monkey, Miss Reimu!?”

“Monkey... what?” Reimu grumbled, now with her eyes shut in pain. “Whaddyou...”

Bonobos!” Kogasa emphatically explained.

“Aren’t those apes...?”

“Y-You want SEX too much! Didn’t I say I had to figure stuff out!? I said that, right!?”

“Sorry...”

“A-A-At least be gentle—I mean, at least...! At least wait a little while! You have to have patience! That’s a virtue, right!?”

“‘Virtue’—ugh... Um...” Reimu began to lift herself from the floor, moving to sit down cross-legged. “Isn’t that Christianity? I’m a Shinto priestess...” Seated now, she had both hands over her forehead, as she cringed and grimaced.

“That doesn’t matter...” Kogasa mumbled in annoyance. She was now glaring at Reimu and keeping her hackles up; it was plain to see that she’d become most wary of the red and white human, and for reasons entirely separate from the ordinary for any youkai.

Again, Reimu answered, “... Sorry.” She meant it, also. Though she absolutely wanted Kogasa, she didn’t wish to force anything out of her... However, coercion

“Do you really mean it...?” asked the umbrella with a tone dipped in suspicion. Hearing this, Reimu ceased her enticing line of thought and, to the question, nodded. She next heard the sound of cloth against tatami, and she straightened her back. “I’m sorry for kicking your head,” Kogasa apologized, now close and sitting on her knees before Reimu. “I wouldn’t have done that if you hadn’t...! Pushed your head... there...” She moved the human’s hands out the way and assessed the landing area of her blow. “Well... it doesn’t look like anything, so maybe you won’t get a bump...” she muttered.

She smells great...! thought Reimu, keenly aware of the presence of and short distance to Kogasa’s main body. I wonder if I can pretend to fall into her and smell her closer...

“Why are you blushing?” asked Kogasa in a fashion that told she already had an answer. Reimu’s lips formed into a squirming frown as she answered:

“There is... no... reason...?” terribly unconvincingly.

“You aren’t thinking about pushing me down while I look after you?”

“No...!”

Reimu felt something cool against her forehead – Kogasa’s hand – and she let out an almost inaudible squeal at the temperature.

“I didn’t know Miss Reimu was a pervert...” Kogasa mumbled, sounding disappointed.

“I mean—I’m... not,” she said without any honesty in her tone. Kogasa stared at the closed-eyed maiden flatly. Without a word, she gently rubbed where she had kicked, attempting to sooth the human. Reimu’s eyebrows quivered and her body rocked from the motion. The “massage” felt fairly nice. With the tension easing between them, Reimu decided to pose a question. “So...” she started, “if I’m gentle with you, then—”

Kogasa brought her free hand to Reimu’s right cheek and, a pair of times, lightly slapped the girl. “Stop thinking about that kinda stuff!” she scolded.

But, in Reimu’s opinion, a scolding was unnecessary. She clearly explained: “It smells too good, I can’t help it,”

“Me? Are you blaming me!?” the umbrella retorted.

“Mm. Yes.”

“That’s... horrible!” Kogasa was utterly baffled.

“Wha—!? N-No, I mean—!” Reimu shook her head, flustered. “You smell really good! What am I supposed to do!?” She argued, picking up her hands in a pleading gesture.

“Can’t we just talk...!?” asked Kogasa.

Reimu returned, “Yeah, but, I....! I...” but then she gave up. She sighed, let her shoulders fall, and conceded: “I’m just a crazy, stupid girl.”

“Yeah,” Kogasa agreed, frowning.

Reimu continued to be pampered in relative silence, only twilight nature chiming in with crow, rustle, and distant orders from tradesmen, farmers, and so-on down the hill and in the fields, turning in for the day. Kogasa softly broke that quiet.

“I did talk with Miss Toyosatomimi about something, something she wanted to only talk about with me,” she said.

“I knew it,” Reimu affirmed in something approaching a whisper.

“It wasn’t anything—... like a plan or a conspiracy, or.... anything,” Kogasa continued. “But what it was... I don’t wanna talk about it.”

Reimu’s ears perked up. The way the denial had been delivered was almost “defiant” rather than the usual “depressed” those words tended to be when spoken. It was a little huff: cute.

Reimu opened her eyes, only enough to see without letting the light of the outdoors toy with her aching head. “I could just go beat her up and ask her to tell me,” she said.

Finished massaging, Kogasa firmly (but still cutely) bid: “Please don’t.”

Reimu blinked, stared a few seconds, and then heaved a heavy, heavy sigh. Slowly she admitted, “... I want to hold you,”

Kogasa’s reply was cautious. “I can’t trust you...” she said, and she spoke her words in a way that implied also “you know that”,

“,,, One minute?” tried Reimu, her shoulders hunched.

Kogasa shook her head and Reimu brought out her legs before her body, to seat herself lazily on the floor.

“Alright, then I’ll just have to get used to you,” said the human. She pointed at the youkai and added, “Just don’t get too close; I bite.”

To this Kogasa nodded, looking a little miserable.

Reimu went on, saying, “I figured when you came over tonight—if you’d come over we’d...” She performed a decrescendo until she was completely quiet, and her cheeks became dyed. Her brow constricted, her eyes narrowed and her lips tightened into an involuntary smile—and though Kogasa saw the shrine maiden’s current blush, the umbrella could not discern that it was one of terrible embarrassment. “... We’d chat about news or... something...” Reimu said. She couldn’t look the tsukumogami in the eye.

“There was news!?” —this was the umbrella’s takeaway, stated with all surprise.

“No... Was there?” Reimu asked. Kogasa shook her head. “I was thinking about doing something at the shrine again. I—I, uh...” She swallowed. Her heart was pounding such that its beat could be felt on her tongue. “I usually talk with Marisa about it, or Kasen if she’s around...”

“Oh? Are you going to have Kokoro perform again!?” Kogasa was excited by the prospect.

However, Reimu shook her head. “Heh... Heheh, no, uh—ha, I actually uh... don’t...”

know yet. Want to help me figure stuff out?

“Me? Helping Miss Reimu? Wow! Of course!”

Ah ha ha, yes, let’s tear it up—uh, do our...best...!

... Wow, I’m embarrassing.


Reimu kept her eyes on a small stone left out on her yard. The smile on her face was warped; her eyes were a bit wild... With shoulders up and sweat on her hands, even the ordinarily impervious umbrella finally felt a draft of the shrine maiden’s fret and nerves. Of course, she could not tell why the shrine maiden was like this...

Reimu breathed slowly. Love is a real pain, huh... she thought bitterly. I keep overthinking everything but the perverted stuff... Oh yeahthat I’ve got no problem with. She shut her eyes and lightly shook her head. What am I even nervous for?

She tried (and failed) to look at the now-worrying Kogasa secretly. She knew why.

It’s ’cause I screwed up.

My heart is... it’s uncertain, and it feels gross.

Ngh... “I like you, but I don’t know what it means”... That’s cruel... That’s cruel, stupid monster umbrella... Tch.

E-Enough being awkward...! Do it! Like Marisa said! Ask her—


So she swallowed again and determined to ask—


[] ”Wanna help me figure stuff out”. Like that. Say it! (Have Kogasa help organize an event)
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -4 modifier (so +8). -4 for being in the presence of something or someone that makes her unconfident. Formidable.
To-pass: 13.

[] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?” ... M-Maybe I can manage that. (Ask Kogasa to participate)
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -4 modifier (so +8). -4 for being in the presence of something or someone that makes her unconfident. Medium.
To-pass: 11.

[] ”... Kokoro, huh. Did you have any other ideas,” ... Reimu, you coward, (Not asking for any sort of participation, essentially idle chatting)

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Composure is how it sounds: your ability to stay straight-faced and confident. Reimu is exceptionally well-composed (6 being the highest natural score), but has an unfortunate tendency to completely fall apart within certain situations such as: public speaking, having her authority undermined in front of kids, or being called-out on her faults.

While I won’t take everything verbatim from the Disco Elysium system, you can do further reading on it here if you’re curious:
https://www.reddit.com/r/DiscoElysium/comments/dir1a5/how_do_dice_rolls_work/f56vv2m/
https://discoelysium.gamepedia.com/Attributes
https://discoelysium.gamepedia.com/Skills
https://discoelysium.gamepedia.com/Thought_Cabinet

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Huh, didn't expect the dice system to come back so soon. Or even at all for that matter. After some mathy maths:

[] ”Wanna help me figure stuff out”. Like that. Say it! (Have Kogasa help organize an event)
30/36 (83.33%) chance of success -- It's decent, but I've played enough XCOM to still be wary.

[] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?” ... M-Maybe I can manage that. (Ask Kogasa to participate)
35/36 (97.22%) chance of success -- Pretty much guaranteed. Hat is salted and ready for consumption.

I really like how you're using Disco Elysium's system here. Keeps everything fresh and interesting with the entire pseudo-D&D feel. Didn't think I could enjoy this story any more, but you just keep on proving me wrong. Keep it up!
>While I won’t take everything verbatim from the Disco Elysium system
I'd imagine Esprit de Corps to change, for one thing...

[X] ”Wanna help me figure stuff out”. Like that. Say it! (Have Kogasa help organize an event)
>>42648
Reimu would certainly have such a skill, but it'd be 1 or something. Her camaraderie with other youkai exterminators on the subject of work is basically "fuck off, my job" and she generally refuses to understand other points of view when it comes to that job.

Something like Inland Empire has no place in her brain, though.
[X] ”Wanna help me figure stuff out”. Like that. Say it! (Have Kogasa help organize an event)
[x] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?” ... M-Maybe I can manage that. (Ask Kogasa to participate)

It may be the easier check, but it's the one I'd like to see succeed. Trying to plan out an entire party might be too much for our resident umbrella...
[x] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?” ... M-Maybe I can manage that. (Ask Kogasa to participate)

This also gives Kogasa chance to show off her new juggling act, assuming she ever develops it.
[] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?”
Gonna go with
[X] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?” ... M-Maybe I can manage that. (Ask Kogasa to participate)
[i]A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -4 modifier (so +8). -4 for being in the presence of something or someone that makes her unconfident. Medium.[i] To-pass: 11.

Roll next post.
⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄ ⚅
Rolling 2d6 plus 8 => 10 (1, 1, Rolls: 2)
>>42655
>2d6 roll
>1,1

Now this feels like one of my d&d campaigns.
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Roll results: 1, 1, +8 = 10 | Failure.

[X] “I’ll probably ask others to show up for stands or shows. Do you want to do anything?” ... M-Maybe I can manage that. (Ask Kogasa to participate)


Do it!

“Habb...”

But Reimu did not do it. She sputtered nonsense. There were no longer sentences in her head: only fragments; emotions; commands, to herself, to say the fragments, incomplete though they were.

Kogasa tilted a bit sideways, looking rather befuddled.

“So uhh...” the human tried again, picking up her hands in a vain attempt to support her words... physically. “How’s about you... ha ha...” She chuckled, folded her arms and slouched forward. Locking eyes with Kogasa, she asked, “Right?”

“Huh?” Kogasa remained quizzical.

Reimu’s smile froze on her face, and her eyes went eerily wide as she thought:

She didn’t get it!?

Why not!?


Reimu’s gaze began to drift, she lifted her shoulders more.

“Yeah...” she said, vaguely. “So?”

“So what?”

And her gaze focused again as she whipped her head and directed the gaze onto (a now-flinching) Kogasa.

“Will you!?” asked Reimu.

“Will I what!?” Kogasa fired back.

And when Reimu opened her mouth to explain, not a word would come out.

Why...?

She could only speak inside her mind.

Ask... What... A festival... gh...

Even then, not well.

Finally, she stared with hollow eyes at the socks on her feet, Nothing: she had nothing to say that she could say.

“Wow, Miss Reimu, you’re a nervous wreck,” said Kogasa. She sounded amused; the Hakurei was anything but. “What’s wrong? Are you worried about something? I guess you can’t throw a party when nothing’s really happened lately, huh?”

“I can always throw a party...” Reimu grumbled, starting to look the umbrella’s way again.

The umbrella sighed, not much bothered, and then she looked to the becoming-night sky. “Well if you have a party, whatever party it is,” she said, speaking clearly and kindly, hugging her knees and shining, “I’m looking forward to it.”

“You’ll come...?” Reimu asked, her voice a blend of awe and disbelief.

Kogasa beamed at her and answered, “Of course! Who doesn’t come over when the Hakurei Shrine is celebrating?”

“It’s not always everyone...” Reimu answered. “You haven’t always been there.”

“I’ve sometimes got to make a living, or I can’t afford it if it’s a festival, and...” lifting her right hand weakly and bowing her head, Kogasa explained, “you’re scary... So sometimes I need courage to come over here.”

Reimu blinked, and Kogasa beamed again, speaking up just after.

“Not anymore, though!” she declared.

“You don’t need courage?” Reimu asked.

“If Miss Reimu likes me being around, um... that gives me a very special feeling...” Now the youkai seemed embarrassed.

“Uh... why?” Reimu genuinely pondered. From her perspective, aside from a single showing of care she’d given this tool little reason to want the Shrine Maiden of Paradise’s attention. Even if she had grown fond of Kogasa, and groped her, and... had been groped, and they had shared a kiss; they had yet to foster anything like true romance, The “Sedu—Capture Tatara Kogasa” was still on.

“Oh, it’s um, a tool thing...” Kogasa replied, fidgeting.

A tool thing...? “Huh? Out with it.”

“It feels like having an owner again—Aah, I said it!” Kogasa put her hands over her brightened cheeks. Light returned to Reimu’s eyes in time for her to look at this umbrella in confoundment and perturbed shock. A bead of sweat crawled down her cheek, her lips were just slightly – involuntarily – parted...

She thought ... What? and What does that mean??

Own her... Like as a... Like my gohei? Like my needles??


Her heart squeezed horribly inside her chest. Her face went pale. For a second, a shout of “No!” was readied on her tongue, but a jolt of panic had her stow it. That would probably hurt the tsukumogami, and so she couldn’t...

Does she want me to be her owner? I don’t—That’s not... This is a tsukumogami thing?

Reimu once again looked down at her feet.

Even if it is... She swallowed. Even if that’d make her happy, that’s not what I want at all!

Do tsukumogami have trouble feeling independent—?


“Huh!”

She gasped.

Don’t they!? When haven’t they!? Um... that drum who showed up after the Miracle Mallet Incident? Is she the only one?

Panic met dread in her stomach, and they proceeded to merge and magnify.

Body cold, she considered the notion...

What if they don’t even understand partnerships?

What if this is impossible?


“I-I wouldn’t ever ask you to be my owner or anything, just...!” Kogasa went on, oblivious to the girl experience crisis beside her. She sighed, smiled, and hugging her knees again said, “—just, I feel right when a human wants me, or gets some use out of me. I guess ‘cause humans made me. ”

Reimu gripped at the dress over her legs.

So why did she go after me this morning?

I think... I think I’ve gotta be more careful about this.


She turned her eyes onto Kogasa, just as Kogasa’s eyes opened onto her.

There could be no confusion. A plan of “Seduction” was truly no more. Marisa’s talk of capture was the most appropriate talk to give. If Kogasa wasn’t sure how she felt about the human who had taken an interest in her...

... that human had to make amour a certainty.

“Kogasa,” said Reimu, fiercely.

“Yes?” answered Kogasa, her ears perking.


[] “I like you.”

[] “Let’s drink.”

[] “What would you even have to offer me if you became my tool?”

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image source: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/920406
[X] “I like you.”

Whatever else is going to happen, it would probably be best for both of them if it's clear what Reimu's feeling towards Kogasa are for it.
[X] “I like you.”
[X] “I like you.”
propose, reimo.
[x] “I like you.”

Do it, pussy
ouch, critical failure
I uh don't suppose that was a white check?
Kidding, kidding.
[x] “Let’s drink.”

I think the dice want us to get thoroughly wasted.
[x] “I like you"

Reimu is a first timer and can't keep her composure to save her life. Better to be clear on this.
[X] “I like you.

It is time
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[X] “I like you.”


“I like you too, Miss Reimu!”

“...”

Kogasa was happy to hear it, but perhaps she hadn’t really listened.

“No, I... like you, y’hear?” Reimu repeated herself, slightly leaning in for emphasis. To this Kogasa replied:

“Mhm!”

“... You don’t get it?” asked Reimu.

“What’s there to get?” Kogasa was confused once again.

“That I...” Reimu stopped, her mouth opened to say more but...

I see where this is going.

I’ll try being poetic!


She gazed out the doors, to the sky.

“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” she said, blushing through the generic words.

“It’s not out yet,” noted Kogasa, looking as well. Reimu frowned.

“Let’s go out!”

“Where? It’s not night yet, sure, but it is really late.”

“I want you!”

“For what?”

“Hey,” said Reimu, catching the Umbrella’s eyes again. From there, she sincerely asked: “Will you make miso soup for me every day?”

“Ehh? You want that?” Kogasa held up her hands, worriedly. “From me? Are you sure? And, b-besides, I can’t be here every day, haha...” Her shoulders sank and she gazed into the straw mat floor. Reimu was stricken aghast, and now she looked upon the tsukumogami in full-on incredulous disbelief.

And her face filled red.

I can’t say “I love you”, you idiot! Get it! Get it through that dumb skull of yours!

Kogasa got nothing. She was visibly, openly happy that Reimu had made a request of her, and was also bashful over it, but it seemed every confession line but the most clear of all would have no chance of activating this youkai’s recognition—at least at present.

And the most clear of all: that one would just be strange to say at this juncture.

Okay... thought Reimu, accepting that she had come across a wall at-present insurmountable, then I just have to...

I just have to...?


She blinked, and felt her face contorting on its own—with irritation: annoyance she hadn’t been consciously recognizing until then.

Hakurei Reimu was not the type to plan. Her gut was what led her, ten times out of ten.

When it came to Kogasa, her gut was in no ways uncertain in its goals, either.

A gust swept past her shrine, and she let her caution go along with it. She would stop worrying, and act.

Reimu drew up her legs and sat up straight.

She was already closer to Kogasa, but moved closer still—‘til they were side by side. With her shoulder and upper arm to the umbrella’s, Reimu brought her face close as well. Kogasa felt, once more, at risk.

But the Shrine Maiden had nothing actually risky in mind—or in body, as it were. Nothing much was in her mind at all—what she wanted to give was clarity, and her movements would support that.

She took the right of Kogasa’s face in her left hand, careful as she could be, and she quietly brought her lips to the tsukumogami’s other cheek. The youkai gasped, and stiffened.

“This morning...” began the shrine maiden, looking directly into Kogasa’s eyes, “you told me you that you liked me, but you needed to figure out what it meant.”

Reimu moved even closer, bringing her left hand down onto Kogasa’s opposite thigh. Their legs pushed together, and Kogasa leaned backward, her eyes just slightly widening.

“For me, when I say it,” the heated Reimu continued, “I know what it means. For me, it means this...”

She brought her face a hair’s breadth away from Kogasa’s, and her lips less distant than a breath’s width. Holding there, she asked the Umbrella, “Do you understand?”

All the other girl was able to say in reply was, “You... me?” Reimu looked at her for a few seconds, exploring her expression: anxious and red—reading signs almost imperceptible from the nonverbal language with which a body told of its wants, not-wants and intents. And she read with expertise.

“If you don’t,“ Reimu went on, bringing herself finally, unquestionably, into intimate contact with the sky-colored girl, “I don’t mind being clearer.”

Keeping her eyes open, though almost half-lid, she returned Kogasa’s kiss from the morning—and hers was undeniably bereft of innocence.

At first the tsukumogami kept her eyes open as well, her red-and-blues wild with shock. The shrine maiden’s breath was tying with her own and blending, sparking, like pleasant smoke safe to swallow. And she did. Shutting her eyes, her eyebrows entirely askew with confusion, she panted and gulped, and felt warm. Reimu closed her eyes as well, and let Kogasa go a moment to catch her breath before diving back: to the other girl’s bottom lip, up to her mouth proper, and then inside with her tongue. Kogasa’s expression relaxed, and she began to bring herself forward—Reimu noticing, and sliding her left hand to the yielding girl’s lower back.

Whether Reimu felt any good throughout this—any pleasure or heady satisfaction—it didn’t actually matter to her at all. Taking in Kogasa had her heart racing, her blood flowing, head blanking and all such things, certainly—but her objective was not truly “indulgence”. She wanted Kogasa, and to have her the tool-youkai plainly needed to be convinced.

Reimu opened her eyes, She’s relaxing... the human noted. So it feels good? When pulling away to breathe again, she once more ran her eyes over Kogasa: her cheeks, her brow, her ears, her posture—

I won’t go very far...

... but, if I don’t do anything else, I can see it: an import book plot of wavering feelings and misunderstandings.

Cut the bullshit.


Reimu sat on her knees, about straddling Kogasa.

I don’t have to force it...

I just have to make things clear.



[] Touch her breast.

[] Begin to undress her.

[] Start on her thighs.

[] Put your hand in her skirt.Some things are too risky.


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https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3634507
[X] Touch her breast.
Beeg tsuko tiddy
>>42668
Shit, forgot to add:
Also, kiss er. On the lips
[X] Start on her thighs.

The best part of the chicken
[X] Start on her thighs.

I think this one would set off the least danger signs and keep Kogasa comfortable enough to let us properly continue with our "education."
[X] Start on her thighs.
[X] Start on her thighs.
[x] Touch her breast.

But maybe a little gently, so as not to scare her off too fast.
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[X] Start on her thighs.


The best place to start would be her legs.

Reimu moved back slightly to sit on the floor and no longer straddle the girl. From there she lifted the tsukumogami’s skirt with a dainty hold—only with three fingers of each hand. The tsukumogami shrank back a little, still keeping her eyes shut, and Reimu looked into her face.

The shrine maiden then took her left hand from the skirt’s hem and laid it gentle on the umbrella’s inner thigh.

“Mm...!” Kogasa moaned, and shivered, opening her eyes and looking at Reimu worriedly.

“If you’re scared, should we kiss again?” Reimu suggested.

And, as she expected, Kogasa answered, “Yeah...”

Reimu moved forward and took the other girl’s lips again. They both stopped looking and focused instead on simpler senses.

Reimu ran her fingers up Kogasa’s thigh while moving her mouth with ease. Pressing, for a split second her memory of their bath time encounter possessed her, but she would not let those passions take hold. She drew her fingers’ pads down then, and back up in a careful motion for a while. She started to become preoccupied with Kogasa’s tongue, and could feel her blood rushing again as the tsukumogami cautiously returned her motions: pushing, touching, and sliding side by side before turning her head with feeling, and moving her lips a bit more eagerly. Reimu’s heart thumped with warning, and she stopped her hand higher on the girl’s leg. There she held as much of the meaty limb as she could with a wide grasp, and began to thumb Kogasa’s velvety skin. Kogasa, in response, opened her legs further.

Haah... God. God, damn it, thought Reimu, opening her eyes to squint almost with pain. Okay... calm... Calmly now...

She brought down her right hand and pushed it softly into Kogasa’s other thigh. The girl briefly lifted her hips, and the hairs raised all over Reimu’s body.

She began to squeeze this thigh while still thumbing the flesh of the first with—honestly—increasingly daring motion. The panty line was not far, and that thumb seemed eager.

Reimu had to let go of Kogasa’s lips. This event was as much about reigning herself in as it was pushing Kogasa ahead. With this her body’s temperature and tension began to raise less, and she could allow her right hand to become more explorative.

Reimu went over the top of Kogasa’s left leg and felt around the thigh. Thick, squishy. She decided to not grab it here and instead brought her palm to the leg’s underside. The heat here was rather intense, and the flesh softer. She held Kogasa here, tickling at her and squeezing plentifully—but not eagerly. She squeezed to see where Kogasa felt it best—pet and caressed for the same—and soon the girl’s hips were lifting again. This time, however, they didn’t lower. They continued to rise, until Reimu felt her left thumb pushing against cloth.

Her eyes widened and her gaze sharpened.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Alarms went off in her head. Her gaze began to shake. Th-Th-This is Kogasa’s va—!

She shut her eyes, and swallowed. Opening them to a wince, she continued to work. Rather, she took both her hands to the insides of Kogasa’s legs, and pushed them further apart. This made the youkai sit down, and the warmth from the inside of her skirt eased into Reimu’s frozen digits—frozen from apprehension.

Reimu worked through her nerves and continued to massage Kogasa, introducing more groping into her “exploration”, which Kogasa seemed to deeply appreciate by her tensing body and—still—her anxious, sporadically bucking hips. The girl brought herself up and put her arms over Reimu’s shoulders. Her brows were turned up, her mouth was open and panting. Reimu, losing her cool veneer, stared into the umbrella’s face while her heart rang mad in her ears. She kept feeling the girl’s legs. She found her right palm over Kogasa’s rear, and it grabbed that rear with strength.

—! You’re out of line, hand! Who told you to do that?

The hand replied with the feeling of Kogasa’s ass, which was full, fighting against her grip with its density, pleasantly warm and—how did she feel about the way the cloth of those panties bunched up, the band tightening against this fat, thick, bottom to create a smooth and wonderfully taught shape? How was that?

Reimu gave this genuine regard, and concluded: Inexcusable.

On a deeper level of thought, she thanked the hand.

Kogasa meanwhile, was sweating. Reimu was beginning to smell the distinct, womanly odor which had begun to fill her bathroom once she’d truly made the tsukumogami putty in her hands. Kogasa’s teeth were bit together and she was, throughout her body, trembling and twitching with obvious pleasure. After all, the hand had not stopped gripping. Reimu stopped it now. She realized her eyes had gone wild. The maverick hand went for Kogasa’s stomach, grabbing the youkai’s shirt now and attempting to pick at it and loose the hem from the lock of her skirt. Without Reimu’s will, however, it was in vain: truly futile. Her conscious thought was still in place, and so her lusts simply did not have the run of her faculties. Not yet. While she was still operating largely on instinct, her “love” here was winning out. She was sure of it: she could definitely convey what she felt to Kogasa.

Recognizing this, she felt her mind and heart become tempered again, and her cool returned.

Okay, she thought, narrowing her eyes and becoming serious once more, now what?

Both her hands were now at rest within Kogasa’s thighs, her fingers close, very close, to the other girl’s crotch. There were several ways to go about this.


[] Take off her panties.

[] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.

[] Go for that ass again, and meanwhile bury your face in her boobs.
[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.
[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.

Go for the KO
[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.
Like danmaku, love is about power
[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.
[x] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.

Less chance of Reimu's will breaking, plus I want to see Kogasa's reaction.
[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.
[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.

She’ll be like a deer in headlights.
Oh she'll be looking at headlights alright.
This is either gonna go great or it's gonna be catastrophic.
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[X] Power move: remove your own top and expose your chest.


Reimu chose a way full of boldness and confidence.

Taking her right hand from Kogasa’s skirt she reached for her neck, took hold of her cravat, and tugged at the article once. Feeling the jostle from this motion, and hearing the almost-nothing sound of cloth sliding against cloth, Kogasa opened her eyes to look. It was then that Reimu removed her left hand from the umbrella’s legs to have it join her right.

And she steadfastly began to undress.

“Ah...” Kogasa uttered, her stare beginning to open properly and, from there, widen. “Ah...!”

Reimu slipped the tie from out her collar, letting it fall to the floor. For a moment, she looked to Kogasa’s quivering, mismatched eyes. They continued to shake, but they tried to keep in one place—on one thing: the shrine maiden’s chest.

The shrine maiden stared on silently.

She pressed her thumbs against the red cloth of her top and, after gripping the stomach of her undershirt with her other fingers, pulled both up and off. Her bra kept everything together against the rush of fabric pushing past it; the tsukumogami, on the other hand, could genuinely not keep anything together. Kogasa was trembling once again, though now it seemed to be from her mind being overwhelmed rather than her body. Reimu loosed the bands of her sleeves from her upper arms and dropped the things down along with the main articles that she’d stripped. She then glanced one more time at Kogasa’s face, reading it for assurance one last time before she straightened her back to let the umbrella get a better look. She reached behind her back, found her brassiere’s clasp, and undid it.

Kogasa closed her mouth, and seemed to swallow. As Reimu’s bra fell from her chest and into her lap, the tsukumogami looked over the human’s body very seriously, but not without apprehension. Reimu stayed still a second, then planted her hands behind herself, pushing her chest forward and prominent. Kogasa straightened her back, and gazed.

Reimu knew: it did not matter that her breasts weren’t big; Kogasa was very much interested in them. Rather, she thought the shrine maiden was attractive—she’d shown as much and told as much.

So, she wasn’t surprised when the girl sat up straight and lifted her hands, reaching without any hesitation for the human’s stomach.

Here she comes...

She stopped.

...? Reimu raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. Kogasa then made and maintained steady eye contact with her, so she dropped her brow and waited.

“Miss Reimu...” the umbrella began, “can I touch you?”

“Yeah,” the human answered.

“O-Okay...” Kogasa replied as she looked down, and she shifted her hands forward an inch—but only that. She stopped again although Reimu was just about to arc her abdomen into the youkai’s grasp. Kogasa met Reimu’s eyes again and asked, “Can I rub you up and down? C-Can I feel you and stuff?”

“Yeah,” Reimu confirmed with a slow nod.

“How about with my face? Can I do that?”

“Yeah.”

“C-Ca... Can I sniff you?”

“If you want to.”

“Can I grope you?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I pinch you?”

“Mm.”

“Can I lick you?”

“Yeah...”

Blushing, Kogasa looked to be steeling herself and asked lastly, “... Can I kiss you?”

“I want you to,” Reimu replied, and as a shiver ran through her, Kogasa finally put her hands to Reimu’s body.

There...! thought Reimu as she breathed in sharply and winced. The memory of Kogasa’s hands from the morning returned, now over her waist and front. She shuddered. She got wet. Kogasa’s hands weren’t ordinary, and when she used them to caress—it was honestly incredible.

Holding her hand didn’t properly convey it: half the pads of Kogasa’s fingers, the sides of them, and partially the palms of her hands, all, were distinctly calloused. Not “horrifically” or severely – perhaps some supranatural healing benefit was afforded to her palms and digits by her being a “blacksmithing” youkai – but it was noticeable and it was very consistent. Between rougher, tougher patches the tsukumogami’s palms and skin were smooth and soft, as if she was taking as much care as she could to maintain her hands despite the work she put them through. The result, Reimu thought, was amazing. The blue-haired girl’s hands bore a strong blend of sensations both gentle and harsh.

And the best part: she was very deft with her hands. She had very precise, very “experienced” hands that had clearly been used on everything from the intensity of bringing a hammer down onto an anvil to the careful measuring of grooves and details traced down the most intricately crafted sword hilt. As a result, though Kogasa didn’t seem to realize it, being groped and caressed by her was ultimately almost dreamlike.

Kogasa used those gentle and harsh hands now to feel up Reimu’s abdomen, over her ribs, and then under her breasts, noticing the writhing and hotter breath from her target all the while. She squinted, and pulled up her thumbs to summit the mounts from their undersides, stopping at the bright pink marking Reimu’s areolae.

She could probably feel it: the heart thumping quick and heavy just underneath.

She brought her hands back down and her lips to Reimu’s sternum.

Whoa...!

Reimu could hear the umbrella breathing in deeply, and could feel Kogasa’s hands feeling once again over her stomach. She groped and pinched while kissing at Reimu’s chest. She dragged her right hand over Reimu’s back and put her fingertips to the girl’s spine, slowly, carefully and—it seemed—with the intent to enjoy the feeling completely. Reimu felt as Kogasa’s fingers rolled over the stone-like hills along her back, but also how she was tracing along the musculature of the human girl’s front. She wasn’t “beefy”, but Reimu did have some tone and definition, and Kogasa was learning the shape of those light abs with a single, inquisitive, fingertip. Her pinky? If It was her pinky as Reimu imagined... somehow, the image was too sultry.

Once the umbrella had had her fill learning these two parts of Reimu’s body, she pulled both hands up and into the shrine maiden’s armpits, pushing her thumbs inside and panting under Reimu’s chin.

She moved her body closer and moved her mouth to Reimu’s neck. Reimu looked down and to her left, amazed.

And, she tried her best to not completely succumb to the umbrella sniffing, licking, and sucking at her skin.

It proved difficult.

Oh god oh god oh god, she took to this way more quickly than I was expecting! thought the human, tensing as Kogasa shifted her hands down and began to trace the outlines of Reimu’s ribcage. Her body began to flinch, and in response to gasps from Kogasa: she squeezed her thighs together.

Pulling her mouth away (her tongue last, and obviously still wanting), Kogasa sat straight with her eyes on one prize: Reimu’s right breast. Reimu swallowed, and then was given a jolt: Kogasa’s left thumb was in her skirt’s waistband.

Before she could say, let alone think anything about this, the bold umbrella youkai closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and put it all over Reimu’s breast.

!

!

!?


Kogasa’s tongue found Reimu’s areola and went at it greedily.
Her right hand came up and started toying with Reimu’s free teat.
Her left hand ran a terrifying campaign of teases, running along and under the shrine maiden’s waistband and occasionally probing deeper, but never committing to any particular lascivious act. Reimu found herself essentially under attack: under perverted, lustful attack.

Fu... FUCK it feels so good!

Kogasa was regularly molding Reimu’s left breast and now huffing through her nose and lapping with her tongue over the right. She sucked on the nipple and at the same time pulled out the nipple opposite. A wave of sensation pounded through Reimu’s body, and particularly afflicted her head. Her thoughts blanked, and her stance buckled.

“Haa... Haahn...” She panted, and Kogasa’s began suckling at the entire nipple—areola and all. Her right hand meanwhile pushed against Reimu’s breast with its heel, spread out and onto the girl’s side, and began massaging in circles under the shrine maiden’s arm and into her breast, the thumb flicking its stiffened tip as it pleased.

And Reimu felt fingers easing into her pubic hair.

...! She’s...!? ... Is she really!?

Kogasa brought her left hand up over Reimu’s navel...

... and back down again, under her bloomers’ band, this time pushing further through the thicket.

!!

Up again... Reimu bent her stomach into the hand...

—and down, more.

The tsukumogami did it again, taking her mouth from Reimu’s breast to lick at the nipple more, and allow the air to run over, cool and stiffen it. She began sucking it again.

Aahhh... haahh... yeah... like that...

Inside of the Hakurei, two flames flickered to life.

One was the fire of the Red and White Beast, threatening to burn loose and blaze free, unrestrained.

The other was a steady flame of Reason. This was fast becoming something it was not supposed to be, and that fire reminded her—if only for a moment—what the actual goal was here.

She couldn’t let Kogasa indulge so much, otherwise this could be written off as pleasure, casual fancy, and “casual” was not what Reimu wanted.

... Yet still.

This touch, this grip, that tongue...

... would it be so bad to let this all transpire?


[] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
A check of Reimu’s Authority (7), 2d6 with a +9 (2 from Psyche) modifier. Challenging.
To-pass: 12.

[] No. This feels too good to pass up. Damn the consequences, I want Kogasa to fuck me!
No check: Reimu will give in under Kogasa’s barrage, and eventually respond.


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Authority is basically the ability to take command, mainly of yourself. Think of it as your determination to act and to insist. In Disco Elysium it mostly isn’t used on others, but is instead used on yourself (hence it being Psyche) and even when it’s used on others you can really think of it as summoning the ability to command within yourself, and then voicing it. Reimu’s Authority is stupidly high, bordering on what would be in DE dangerous levels where Authority would frequently be chiming in—but not forcing any actions necessarily. Reimu is extremely forceful and self-assured (if not necessarily always “confident”). This can be seen in how she puts her foot down RE alcohol, partying, youkai, gods, really anything. She is Gensokyo’s sole true authority, so yeah; though really she’s mostly just stupidly bullheaded.

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[X] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.

oh boy I can't wait to roll snake eyes
>>42691
oh yeah, I should note: a failure of that choice doesn't mean it will default to the second choice. After all, it's not a composure check. Other things will happen
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Roll the dice and don't get lucky:

[] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
-> 35/36 (97.22%) chance of success -- the salt is stale and im running out of hats help
My Mind says stop, but my heart says keep going.
CHOICES!
[X] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
We can't possibly get a critical failure again this soon right?...
right?
[X] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
[X] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
[X] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
Roll next post.
⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄ ⚅
To-pass: 12.
Rolling 2d6 plus 9 => 15 (2, 4, Rolls: 6)
Praise the gods it's not a Critical Failure.
Fun fact: There is actually no such thing as a 'critcal failure' in 5e. A character who rolls a 1 can still succeed on an ability check if his or her proficiency bonus and modifiers make op the difference to reach the target DC. Even the 'auto-miss' clause for rolling a 1 on an attack action does not indicate a critical failure occurred.
>>42703
In DE's system, forget the name, there are critical successes and failures though. I think it's meant to spice things up by providing miracles and anti-miracles
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[X] Yes. Take control of the flow and action once more. Stay Kogasa, and explain your feelings now.
Roll results: 2, 4, +9 = 15 | Success.


She decided that it would be.

Reimu lifted her right hand and put it down solidly on the tsukumogami’s shoulder. With a voice forced steady, she told the girl, “Wait, Kogasa. Wait.”

“Eh...?” the umbrella uttered while taking her mouth away from the human’s nipple. The image of this, with Kogasa’s tongue strung to Reimu’s skin by a line of saliva just slightly catching the evening light, made the shrine maiden reconsider what she was doing.

Reimu, you’ve got this, she assured herself. Come on... Do it now!

She lifted her left hand and put it to Kogasa’s other shoulder. The tsukumogami girl sat up straight and stared into the Hakurei’s face. Her face, as the Hakurei’s eyes were closed. Her cheeks and ears were red.

“I don’t want to keep going if it’s just for...” she trailed off, not struggling to find the word but struggling to say it: “... pleasure.

“That’s what I meant when I said I didn’t want to have ‘that kind’ of sex with you,” she confirmed.

Kogasa seemed dazed, but also seemed to be paying attention best as she could. Her eyes moved with memory, referring back to the night before.

Reimu opened her eyes, and they showed determination. The youkai closed her mouth, and listened.

Finally, Reimu said what she wanted to, direct to those waiting ears. Summoning her strength, her will, her genuine feelings, she locked Kogasa’s gaze with hers and told her, clearly: “I want to make you fall in love with me.”

Kogasa went still, her eyes widening again.

“Miss Reimu...” said the umbrella in awe. Her voice was breathy, and she was radiating now. Reimu, without hesitation, kept it up.

“I’m serious,” she vowed. “I don’t want to own you, I don’t want to just be friendly...

“I want to go out with you.
“I want to make love with you.
“And, to do that, I’m going to make you fall in love with me.”

Kogasa shook.

“Oh... Oh...” Sounds were uttering from her mouth nonsensically.


/ / / / /


Oh my gosh, Miss Reimu is so cool!

Kogasa felt like she was going mad.

Inside her head, dozens of tiny Kogasas were cheering and jumping in celebration, though a few stood worriedly in a corner—muttering uncertainty.

Still, Kogasa could swear that Miss Reimu was glittering—sparkling, and her handsome visage had already converted one of those doubters to hesitant-turning-wholehearted support.

Whether she had already fallen for Miss Reimu, Kogasa was not sure. As she’d said in the morning, she “liked” the Shrine Maiden. Reimu was cool, pleasant, and generally all-around incredible; Kogasa admired her, and had started liking the time they could spend together since the day prior. The fear she felt toward this outstanding human was almost entirely washed away, and once that was gone all that would really be left would be an exceptionally nice, exceptionally cute, exceptionally pretty young woman.

She said she’s serious...! thought Kogasa, her mouth now agape. Was she serious about being serious!?

Miss Reimu’s going to sweep me off my feet?


With that thought, she brought both her hands over her face, covering her cheeks and staring through her fingers.

And she exclaimed, “Really!!??”

Reimu nodded.

But...

“Why!?” shouted Kogasa.

Surprisingly, Reimu turned her eyes away at the question. Her confidence didn’t seem shaken, but rather it looked as though she was carefully considering her answer.

Eventually, what she gave after turning back was, “... Think about it.”

“Think”...? But I’m so... pathetic.

Her feelings must have showed on her half-hidden face, because Reimu fixed her posture into something more firm and took Kogasa’s right hand into both of hers. She guided that hand to her own face, letting Kogasa feel her now-relaxed and waiting expression: brow steady, eyes shut. Opening those eyes, she let her own hands drag lightly down Kogasa’s sleeve, stopping to casual rest on the tsukumogami’s fore- and upper arm. It tickled. Kogasa thought she couldn’t, but somehow she blushed even further. Reimu’s face in her hand felt perfect. Holding it, the umbrella could hear her own, powerful, heartbeat within her ears.

“Listen,” Reimu commanded, and so Kogasa did just that. “You’re not pathetic,” said the human. “You’re not useless.

“You keep trying when no one else would.
You work harder than anyone would ever need to.
And your smile is so honest, it hurts me. Okay? You can’t listen when people make fun of you. That you don’t give up is what makes you special.”

And, after thinking these claims over with her eyes aimed at the floor, Kogasa met Reimu’s unshaking gaze again and sincerely asked, “You really mean that?”

“I can’t lie with a straight face,” said the girl, and it finally clicked in Kogasa’s head why it was that Reimu had led the youkai’s hand to her cheek.

“So... is that why?” Kogasa asked her first question again, quietly now.

“No,” said Reimu. “Think about it.”

Even if she really means that... I can’t think of anything.

A smile crept onto Reimu’s face. Noticing it, the fingers on Kogasa’s left hand (which had been left to her cheek) curled girlishly inward. She breathed, and held that breath.

“You really are cute, stupid monster umbrella,” teased Reimu. Kogasa frowned. “Don’t worry, I don’t really care if you figure it out...”

Reimu reached forward and grabbed Kogasa’s collar, tugging her forward. Kogasa gasped.

“I’m going to make you mine,” the human said; words that were ordinarily sinister, but the pure strength and conviction of Reimu’s voice gave them a meaning entirely different from the umbrella’s preconceptions. She was not saying that she’d force anything out of the tsukumogami; she was not making a declaration of intent for ownership or real “possession”. “I won’t make you my tool,” said Reimu, confirming that (her face, now, was really very close), “I want you to myself, in my house and at my dinner table. I want to see that smile every day, because I want you to be happy.”

Reimu smirked, and Kogasa blinked.

“I want to be the one to make you happy,” Reimu, again, spoke clearly, and now hotly, “and I want you to sleep only in my bed.”

Hearing that, Kogasa’s body felt arrested. In the next second, her lips, in actuality, were.

Reimu kissed her deeply, forwardly. Feeling this – Reimu’s tongue meeting hers, Reimu’s hand now on her breast – Kogasa dropped her left hand from her own face, but she was only able to leave it lifted somewhat at her side—she wasn’t sure what to do with it. Reimu seemed to be enjoying the kiss, so the umbrella decided to bring that free hand to the human’s free cheek. Holding Reimu’s face, she felt the shrine maiden moving forward... forward. Her tongue was eager, certainly, but mainly almost... playful? She had both her hands on the tsukumogami’s breasts. She pushed the youkai onto the ground—not in a single action, instead all her momentum led to an entirely lateral umbrella, panting below her and cradling her face with fervor and care. Reimu began to unbutton Kogasa’s shirt, and once she had finished rather than unbuttoning the shirt below she found a gap and snaked her right hand through it, feeling the youkai’s skin directly. Underneath her, Kogasa was twitching and moaning. Now finding herself in a mood, she couldn’t help but feel driven crazy in the best way by this aggression—this assertiveness. It helped, too, that Reimu seemed to be figuring out where Kogasa reacted best to her tongue, and that her immaculate touch was now feeling along Kogasa’s not yet bared skin.

I must’ve done something, didn’t I? thought Kogasa as Reimu opened her mouth and began openly fighting with the youkai’s tongue—sending shivers through her face, down her front—a squeezing sensation in her loins—

Did she see me doing something and liked it? Maybe she actuallydid know about that bucket and she thought, um, “how adorable”, or something?

... Ah... this is good... Miss Reimu...


“More, please...” she begged when Reimu had withdrawn her tongue to swallow. The shrine maiden went to Kogasa’s left cheek solemnly and began to kiss it—began to unbutton the tsukumogami’s undershirt and lay her body down atop the youkai girl, her knee pushing up between Kogasa’s legs.

Hau!” the tsukumogami whined girlishly. She let go of the shrine maiden’s face there, and kept her hands balled in tense fists beside her own face instead.

I met her a long while ago and one of my jobs is for her, but...

This only happened recently. Way recently. It was something that happened... this week? Last week?

What was it...


Reimu had the youkai’s shirt open and her lips on Kogasa’s again. Once more she kissed the youkai girl deeply, though now sucked in before ending it, making the umbrella arch her back up as pleasure racked her body—almost entirely, purely, mental pleasure. That kiss said more than it felt, and what it said delighted her.

Reimu sat up over her body. There she sat, without a bra, her small breasts out and unashamed. She looked down on Kogasa’s locked up bust. The umbrella youkai was wearing a simple, white bra.

Reimu said, “Take it off.”

And Kogasa immediately, though a little slowly and awkwardly, complied. She put her hands behind her back and unclasped it. At once, her rather hefty mounds shifted and changed shape, only slightly. Reimu saw, and put her finger between the two of them, under the wire.

She lifted and pulled the article away. With her breasts now sliding free and her nipples rising, Kogasa wondered if maybe her heartbeat was jiggling either of them. It was so loud...

Gathering up the bra and grabbing it, Reimu brought the cups to her face and began to breathe it. She still looked down to Kogasa, coolly, eyes partially lid, as she enjoyed the youkai’s scent. Then, while Kogasa was mentally breaking over this image and reality, she said, “All of it.”

“Eh?”

Reimu didn’t repeat herself; she looked on as Kogasa gradually realized what she meant.

Kogasa scooted out from under the shrine maiden, attempted (and failed) to sit up, took hold of the left half of her vest, and began to strip.

Is it because I’m pretty?
Because I’m cute?

Is it because I’m funny?
Because I made her laugh?

I’m charming?
I’m pitiable?

I don’t know...


Kogasa froze a moment while taking her undershirt off from her left sleeve (her vest was now behind her). Before her, Reimu’s free hand had become occupied. The Shrine Maiden’s hand was hidden in the front of her skirt, having entered from the waist. From the slow way her arm moved, and from Kogasa’s experiences the night before, she knew what the human was doing. Her heart beat louder as she continued undressing, trying not to look at Reimu as she rubbed herself, but also very much wanting to look (and looking, constantly).

I helped her in the rain a few days ago... she thought.

I was just annoying her, though...

She took off her undershirt.

She put her hands on the side of her skirt, at the waist.

... When Miss Reimu looked like she was feeling down? Was that it?

No, no, there’s no way it’s that...

...

But...


Kogasa unzipped a short side zipper, hidden within fabric. She let the band loosen, and she relaxed her stomach which she’d been unconsciously tensing until this point. Reimu’s hand moved a bit faster.

If that’s it... Kogasa thought,

... that’s super, super cute. That’s really “Miss Reimu”-like.

For a flash, she smiled as she began to remove her skirt.

Maybe that’s it...

Taking it from her legs, she dropped it to her right side.

I’ll ask Miss Reimu later.

... She’s seriously looking.


All that were left were her panties—she didn’t wear socks. Reimu was staring intensely now at those panties, and from her hidden hand Kogasa could hear a squish... squish... that she recognized. The tsukumogami’s panties were soaked through now—transparent in fact. She thought they might start squishing themselves.

Huffing once, Kogasa didn’t hesitate: she stuck her thumbs into the band at its side and started to pull down.

She’s looking... She’s looking...

Ahh... like before... Hahh... at my...


She swallowed. Reimu lowered the bra from her face.

“Hah... Hah...” Kogasa was breathing hotly.

Slouched into herself, she struggled to separate the cloth from her body: mainly her crotch. It clung, and tugging at it made her twitch as if jolts were firing through her.

Finally she yanked it onto her thighs.

This is real, right? I, uh...

She rolled the underwear down and took her right foot out of it.

...

Moving to pull out her left as well, she stopped as Reimu put her left hand down on Kogasa’s hands.

“Leave it around your ankle,” Reimu said. “That’s hot.”

????

Kogasa did not understand.

At any rate, now she was naked, and Reimu was still staring. Reimu’s hands were free and she had both of them planted now on top of Kogasa’s thighs. She looked down with a still cool visage—it really was ridiculous how handsome Reimu was like this, Kogasa thought. She felt her crotch practically spark with feeling.

“Kogasa...” said Reimu, and Kogasa looked up from her own vagina in sync with Reimu who had just pulled her eyes from the sight as well. The shrine maiden asked, “Can I have sex with you?”

Kogasa thought,


[] Yes.

[] Yes.


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Authority reigns.

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[x] Yes.
Tough choice. Im gonna go with

[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES[X]YES
[] Yes.
Specifically the bolded one, on the extremely off chance that it matters.
[X] Yes.
[x] Yes.

Dive in, headfirst.
[X] Second times the charm(?). Cook Reimu breakfast.

just get married already dangit
[X] Clean up the room... and the other room. It... would probably be a good idea to start airing things out.
Less for Reimu to have to clean, she can wake up to an nice clean shrine.
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I fucked a little something up. Vote still counts, it's a minor change.

> You may no longer delete this post or image.

You can't STOP me! See if you can spot the difference while I wait on Teruyo to slightly obscure my embarrassment.

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[X] Yes.


She nodded: once, then twice. She nodded, a bit rapidly even, to give her consent. She wanted to consent. She wanted Reimu to approach her, and hold her. She wanted this, very, very much.

Seeing that, Reimu moved forward, slipped off her skirt and underwear, and thus swiftly and authoritatively complied.

In seconds the shrine maiden was tying Kogasa’s tongue with her own, and her hand had met with the tsukumogami’s lower female part.

Oh my god!

With her other hand, Reimu steadied Kogasa by her lower back. Quickly, the umbrella realized that Reimu had until now been cautious. Now she was aggressive.

More than even that dream, the Reimu of reality had the youkai entirely dominated. Her fingers moved with an undulating pressure, almost entering—but mainly just forcing the umbrella’s hips forward. When she wasn’t kissing the other girl, she was at Kogasa’s neck—shoulder, sucking and licking hungrily at the tool’s skin. Her crotch was on Kogasa’s leg, and the feeling of her slick and ready nethers combined with her plentiful hair made Kogasa start to twitch.

At some point, she felt Reimu’s fingers inside of her.

The inside of her head went white, and what followed was a blur of eroticism—

Reimu’s tongue sliding over her breast; Reimu sucking greedily at her nipple—while her fingers pumped in and out between Kogasa’s rising hips; Reimu grabbing at her chest tugging at her pubic hair; Reimu’s mouth on her opening—a finger there too—and then with hands on her bottom—then pumping at her again until a mess was made on the floor; her leg locked in Reimu’s arm while the human’s other hand felt at Kogasa’s stomach, held her cheek lovingly—their pelvises together, together, together, together—her mind hardly keeping the same as Reimu went on intensely, desperately, the maiden’s face red, her eyes watering—

And then there was when the tables were turned enough, and Reimu was biting at the knuckle of her thumb while Kogasa pushed her tongue into the shrine maiden, hands on her thighs, huffing and gulping...

It was a blur.

But it all felt very good.

And, while it had been so intense and fast, so long and charged with feeling—

When she woke in the morning, she looked into the shrine maiden’s sleeping face beside her, and realized she remembered every single moment.

Just remembering, she felt herself blushing, her heart and breath quickening. There had been a point where both her hands had been on Reimu’s breasts, and the shrine maiden waited with her arms planted behind her as she let the tsukumogami lick her way down the maiden’s stomach, past her curled hair, and go again at her womanly flower, those hands now on Reimu’s shivering hips. That part, in particular, made Kogasa curl into herself a little to recall.

Reimu was asleep...

It took Kogasa a moment to truly comprehend what had happened, even though she remembered the proceedings.

She and Reimu had fucked all night, moved into the bedroom, and fucked through the early morning.

As a result, Kogasa knew: this room smelled like sex.

With this knowledge in mind, her blush filled her entire face.

We didn’t even bathe... thought Kogasa, ashamed; her mouth hanging open and her eyebrows bent upward.

Her hips were aching.

There was a point where she’d been allowed to hug Reimu’s leg, and she’d humped the shrine maiden for... three minutes straight? It was a long time!

The tsukumogami shrunk again, and put her hands over her face.

Aw... I—

Aw, gosh...


Hadn’t she gotten on her knees and sucked at the shrine maiden’s clitoris while the girl stood on her toes. And then, thirsty, she drank – essentially – all that fell: sweat and lubrications? She’d lapped it all up, hadn’t she? Really tongued that thing once Reimu’s hips started bucking.

And she’d thought it all delicious.

What the heck came over me...?

The umbrella youkai sat up.

Of course: of course she was naked—Reimu too. The covers fell off of her. She, like the room, smelled like a night of passion. She was somewhat sticky. Reimu’s skin was shining... Sneakily, after making sure the human was asleep, Kogasa lifted the sheet that had been over them and peeked at Reimu’s lower body. She gulped at the feelings and thoughts she had upon seeing it.

She dropped the cover, and looked at the shrine maiden’s still sleeping, drooling face. It seemed that she’d slept atop of Reimu’s arm. She remembered hugging the Hakurei close as she was losing consciousness, Reimu securing her with a hand on her shoulder and watching over her as she drifted off. She remembered because at the time she’d thought, again, Miss Reimu’s so cool...

She had really let entirely loose.

Are me and Miss Reimu lovers now...?

She put her hands atop the covers (atop her legs) and seriously considered the question.

... No. Miss Reimu wanted to make me fall in love with her first...

... Am I in love with Miss Reimu?


She looked at Reimu again.

... It’s too early to say that!

A secret thought: Besides, I want to see what she’s going to do to woo me! Hehehe...!

A greedy thought! To remain a secret!

... My hair is a mess. Kogasa lifted one of her partially matted locks between her fingers, eyeing it. There had been a lot of shaking last night.

What time is it right now...? Kogasa looked at the screen doors. It was definitely daylight hours, whichever they specifically were. Morning birds weren’t singing. It was probably the afternoon.

Finally, Kogasa brought up her knees, put her chin atop them, hugged herself and...

... just, to herself...

... she smiled warmly, her eyes half-lidded, and she allowed one small laugh to pass her lips as a gentle, tickling feeling filled all of her. Every part of her, and especially her heart and stomach.

... She’d probably spend today at the Shrine. What to do first, was the question.


[] Second time’s the charm(?). Cook Reimu breakfast.

[] Clean up the room... and the other room. It... would probably be a good idea to start airing things out.

[] Someone could be here. It’s the Hakurei Shrine after all. Secure the premises—
----[] then take a bath.
----[] then check to see if Reimu is awake.
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btw pls do reread >>42724
difference is minor, but it is *better*
Erm...maybe I'm blind but I don't see the difference...
>>42727
Oh it's there. I made several changes actually. Basically I did my last min. edits before posting but neglected to actually copy them to THP's message box. If you're curious the most "significant" changes are Reimu's actions as Kogasa went to sleep, the specifics of Kogasa's laugh to herself, and some clarification on her blushing. There are other differences too, like a bit of formatting and alternative flow. This is the sort of stuff I care oddly very much about.

No need to vote again, actually, s'all good
[X] Clean up the room... and the other room. It... would probably be a good idea to start airing things out.
[X] Someone could be here. It’s the Hakurei Shrine after all. Secure the premises—
----[X] then take a bath.
[X] Someone could be here. It’s the Hakurei Shrine after all. Secure the premises—
----[X] then take a bath.
[x] Clean up the room... and the other room. It... would probably be a good idea to start airing things out.
Sure smells like stank in here.
[X] Clean up the room... and the other room. It... would probably be a good idea to start airing things out.
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[X] Clean up the room... and the other room. It... would probably be a good idea to start airing things out.

= = = = =

The main building needed to be refreshed. The tsukumogami wasn’t of the “broom” variety, but as a thinking being she could surely manage. The umbrella youkai headed to the room where they’d started, noticing on the way that they had gone at it in the halls as well... For instance, one particular moment they’d shared involved the shrine maiden making her press her hands to a wall as the lascivious human grabbed her from the inside and pumped two fingers in and out of her quite rapidly... The stain was still on the floor from that. After looking at the aftermath for a few seconds and blushing, Kogasa briefly checked Reimu’s utility closet, to see if they were any solutions for cleaning inside (there were: soap and oils). A draft made her shiver and she moved toward her initial goal while muttering “Clothes, clothes...”

She slid open the door and stopped again. The air in the room was thick with sweat and old pheromones... sex fluid... fallen saliva. The tatami was dark in spots, and the table... Wow. Wow, we did it on the table too, huh...? Ah yeah. Yeah, we did.

Memories of licking Reimu’s nipples while getting her off... Kogasa’s face and ears were now entirely red, and her heart was thumping again.

“... Clothes, clothes!” she insisted for herself. She recalled that at a few points Reimu had taken her fallen clothing and sniffed at it, resulting in her outfit being quite scattered... Nonetheless, she found her panties, undershirt, and shirt... her vest as well, but she didn’t think it was a good idea to tighten it.

After buttoning up her shirt, she put on her dirtied panties and shivered. They were quite cold and wet. Kogasa frowned miserably, but moved along, finding her skirt and putting that on as well.

She also found Reimu’s shirt and found out that it still smelled like the human girl. Resisting more indulgence, she steadfastly began cracking doors open, flipping the tatami mats, and gathering other articles to be put to laundry later... She’d also need to return to the closet and get more serious about all this.

... Hopefully Reimu would be happy by the time she woke up.

... Oh yeah: I should surprise her! Let’s start, quietly, in Miss Reimu’s bedroom! “Heh heh heh!” She laughed to herself, having found her smile again.

She moved back to the hall, vowing within to do her absolute and very best for her host.
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“Fgah... Ah...” The Shrine Maiden awoke, and felt entirely exhausted. She stretched, closing her eyes and spreading her fingers out over them, pulling down and trembling. “Nguh... Mm...” She blinked.

“Nmph... I’m aching all over...” she muttered, sitting up and rubbing her left eye. “My hips, mostly... What...”

... Oh.

... I... did all that?


Reimu pulled at the left lapel of her pale sleepwear, looking down at it a bit confused. Did I go to bed in this...? I remember falling asleep naked.

She looked around the room.

It’s clean, huh...

Was that a wet dream?


It did not look or smell like what she believed to have happened last night happened.

...

She bent her neck and sniffed at herself twice, recoiling immediately with a miserable face. I definitely stink enough to’ve at least masturbated way too much...

But...


Reimu looked down at the futon she was sleeping in.

... There was definitely the shape of another imprinted within it.

Is Kogasa still here...? She lifted her knee and pushing up from it, just barely managed to stand. Putting a hand to her face, she trudged into the hall. I still feel horny...

The doors were all opened, and it smelled of citrus throughout the building. From the sitting room, Reimu heard a “rough”, repeated sound. She followed it.

Inside that room, she saw Kogasa’s ass Kogasa bent over, showing her panties scrubbing the floor. There were some tatami mats up and drying. The door to the outside was cracked. Reimu could see her panties. Her bottom was swaying.

“...” Reimu watched silently, wiping some old drool from the side of her mouth. ... She hasn’t noticed I’m here? thought Reimu.

So, she walked toward the tsukumogami. Being careful not to step where the floor creaked. With one hand thoughtfully held beneath her nose, the shrine maiden bent forward, reached out with her right hand, and carefully plucked up the hem of the youkai’s skirt.

The umbrella still didn’t notice.

Something stirred within the Hakurei, seeing how snug the underwear fit against the tsukumogami’s ass. And the meat... Reimu squinted. This damn idiot monster umbrella... What’s she showing this off for? She’s asking for me to punish her, isn’t she? The hand under her nose began to move before she could think twice about it.


[] ... SMACK that umbrella’s ass.

[] Just grope it.
A check of Reimu’s Volition, 2d6 with a +8, -2 modifier (so +6). 2 Psyche, 3 Volition, +3 for succeeding previous Authority check. -2 for being weak to temptation. Easy. To-pass: 9.

[] Reimu, for gods’ sakes: wake up already. Drop the skirt (Fine: you won’t touch, but you won’t drop the skirt).
A check of Reimu’s Volition, 2d6 with a +8, -2 modifier (so +6). 2 Psyche, 3 Volition, +3 for succeeding previous Authority check. -2 for being weak to temptation. Formidable. To-pass: 13.

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https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3433906
[x] Just grope it.
A check of Reimu’s Volition, 2d6 with a +8, -2 modifier (so +6). 2 Psyche, 3 Volition, +3 for succeeding previous Authority check. -2 for being weak to temptation. Easy. To-pass: 9.
A horny Hakurei is a happy Hakurei

[] Just grope it
-> 35/36 (97.22%) chance of success -- squish squish

[] Reimu, for gods’ sakes: wake up already. Drop the skirt (Fine: you won’t touch, but you won’t drop the skirt).
-> 30/36 (83.33%) chance of success -- God, it's like she's never been in a relationship before
[X] ... SMACK that umbrella’s ass.

Nothing wrong with a good morning smack
[X] Reimu, for gods’ sakes: wake up already. Drop the skirt (Fine: you won’t touch, but you won’t drop the skirt).
Let's calm it down there hon.
[X] Reimu, for gods’ sakes: wake up already. Drop the skirt (Fine: you won’t touch, but you won’t drop the skirt).
Just appreciate it. No need to get all handsy first thing in the morning.
[X] Reimu, for gods’ sakes: wake up already. Drop the skirt (Fine: you won’t touch, but you won’t drop the skirt).
Roll next post.
⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄ ⚅

Rolling 2d6 plus 6 => 12 (1, 5, Rolls: 6)
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Roll results: 1, 5, +6 = 12 | Failure.

[X] Reimu, for gods’ sakes: wake up already. Drop the skir

Like hell I will. What’s the point in passing this up?

...

[X] SMACK that umbrella’s ass.


Reimu gathered strength into her hand...

... lifted her palm high..

... and brought it down with strength on Kogasa’s bottom, producing a resounding SLAP!

“Hyain!?” the tsukumogami yelped, and Reimu finally let go of her skirt...

... so that she might push the now-freed hand against the umbrella’s back, preventing Kogasa from rising (as she was about to) and keeping her hips in the air. Reimu squeezed at the cheek in her other hand, shivering from the plentiful heft, mass, and tension, and licking her lips as she felt Kogasa’s body heat up where she had struck.

“Stay still,” she commanded firmly and quietly, still massaging Kogasa’s bottom.

“M-M-M-Miss Reimu!? You’re awake!?” The umbrella was flustered, but did as commanded and succumbed.

“You figured you could distract me from this by cleaning up?” Reimu asked while groping the ass aggressively. She pulled her hand back and spanked the umbrella again, producing another squeal. She leaned over the girl and spoke toward her ear. “You cheeky monster umbrella... waving your ass at me first thing in the morning...”

Kogasa retorted, “I-It’s the afternoon, I think...”

And Reimu retorted, “Shut up.”

She gripped and pulled out the cheek in her hand, grunting softly and enjoying the youkai’s moaning.

Then, abruptly, she stopped—

—and hooked a finger into the waistband on either side of the tsukumogami’s panties.

“I want to eat you out,” said Reimu. “Lift your hips more.”

“Aaah!!? H-Hey! Miss Reimu!! I haven’t had a bath yet!” The umbrella had her arms bent on the floor before her, the rag and soap she’d been using fallen before those. She turned her head as she protested, and backed into herself a little, letting her raise her butt a bit higher.

“Great,” Reimu replied with a vacant smile as she met met Kogasa’s eyes with her own. “Let’s fuck all day; I’m up for it.”

She looked at Kogasa’s bottom again and started to pull off her underwear.

“Wait! WAIT! WAAAIIIT!!” Kogasa cried.

“Yo Reimu, what’s goin’ on? You killin’ a youkai in here?”

Marisa!?

Again!?


Reimu and Kogasa quickly looked to the hall. A sleepy witch was walking in, and evidently yet unapprised of the truth of the situation unfolding before her.

Marisa blinked, rubbing her left eye and stretching her left arm over her head. She squinted, blinked thrice more, and cocked her head. Reimu was on her knees in front of Kogasa, who was also on her knees, and Reimu seemed to have just about started pulling off the youkai’s panties.

Now. Now she understood.

“... Ah—” she uttered a sound. Then, blood rushed into her face as she looked away. “Ahahaha!! Uh, sorry, you two! Ko—Kogasa! I already—I already knew about it so I’m not gonna tell, ‘kay!? Do-Don’t’ worry, alright!? Uhh! Ha... Haha! I’ll get going!”

She turned.

“Wait, Miss Marisa!” yelled the youkai. The shrine maiden, baffled, whipped her head around to look at the other girl.

There, she exclaimed, “Kogasa!?”

“Wha-What, what?” stammered the other human, turning back to face them. She considered the situation in front of her again, her face slowly turning with theory and realization. Eventually, she met the tsukumogami’s eyes and asked, “Kogasa, was Reimu forcing herself on you?”

Kogasa stiffened, blinked, and answered, “... Uhmm...”

Next Reimu blinked, while staring at one of her walls. Gears cranked in her still-waking head, and she came to ask, in surprise, “... Was I!?”

“You were!?” Marisa asked in disbelief, spreading her stance as if prepared to leap in.

Reimu, in a panic, answered, “I—I don’t know! I—”

She looked at Kogasa, who now had her panties relinquished and was moving to seat herself in seiza before the human. Reimu kept her gaze for a moment and then asked once again, “Was I!?”

“Uhh...” Kogasa hesitated to answer. After some seconds, she seemed settled in her heart, locked eyes with Reimu and said, honestly, “No, you were just being, umm... ‘manly’... and... um... I like that.”

Reimu processed what had just been told to her.

And, something switched on.

“You...” she addressed the umbrella rudely, leaning toward her and putting a hand on her chest. The heart inside that chest tightened as Reimu said, “You really just ask for it, huh? Over and over... Okay. Lie down—”

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” Marisa was screaming. Her hands were over her ears and her eyes were shut. Reimu eyed her in annoyance. “I shouldn’t be hearin’ this!” the magician shouted. “I shouldn’t be seein’ this!”

Reimu turned her eyes back onto Kogasa, frowning. “Why’d you want her to stay?” she asked.

“Can we please take baths?? I’m a tool! I need proper maintenance!” Kogasa, in a huff, made her request.

Reimu’s mood dampened at once. Shoulders sinking, she asked the umbrella, “... So I was forcing myself on you?”

“... You were being forceful, but you weren’t forcing me a-and,” saying this Kogasa blushed, “I really do like it... when you order me around. It makes my heart beat and... i-i-it... it gets me excited...”

And at once, Reimu recovered. “I like ordering you around,” said Reimu, bringing her hand to Kogasa’s cheek and lifting one shoulder as part of her robe fell off of it. “It’s so cute: how you listen every time. Makes me just want to—”

“GAAHHH!!” roared Marisa as she stomped into the room, much to Reimu’s irritation. She pointed emphatically between the two of them. “If you’re gonna bathe go—go do it! And—And come on, don’t take too long, I don’t wanna think about what yer doin’ in there... it’s embarrassin’!”

“Nobody invited you,” Reimu shot back coldly while rubbing Kogasa’s cheek for comfort.

“I was around the shrine last night trying to find this special mushroom...” Marisa answered with shame in her voice and posture. “Didn’t find it; fell asleep on your porch ‘cause I didn’t wanna wake and scare ya...”

For a little bit, there was a moment of awkward silence. Marisa was the one who broke it.

“Listen,” she said, with her hands clenched straight down at her sides, “I’ll make you guys uhh...” she glanced outside, “brunch, I guess. I-I-If you wanna... have sex in the bath... go ahead, but PLEASE go ahead. I’m goin’ crazy with you two perving on each other right in front a’ me...”

“Fine...” Reimu stood up and started walking toward the bath. Kogasa also stood up, bowed to Marisa and ducked away without meeting her eyes, then followed the shrine maiden out of the main building, heading toward the Hakurei’s changing room.
You know, I knew we were gonna fail the damn check, but we had to try...
Isn't Reimu supposed to be lucky, goddamn
Alpha Reimu so hot zero fucks given even when Marisa walked in
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They now sat in the tub; nothing perverse had transpired between them since they’d left Marisa, and they hadn’t spoken at all either. Kogasa seemed nervous; Reimu was distant—lost in thought. She was thinking, now that she was clearly able to, about everything that had happened. She... wasn’t in a relationship with Kogasa. She wasn’t in a... romantic or perhaps, “significant” relationship with Kogasa. She was in a sexual relationship with Kogasa, and it was known that she intended to treat this seriously.

She exhaled. “Phew...” and Kogasa, sat beside her, turned her head to look at her without any particular expression. She looked a bit out of it, supposed Reimu.

I’m glad, thought the shrine maiden. I was starting to worry I’d really end up bouncing back and forth with her. I’m glad. I’m glad...

“I’m glad we had sex,” she said, to Kogasa. She felt the tsukumogami’s heart beat through the water. She looked at the tool youkai, smiled lightly, and said, “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, Miss Reimu,” Kogasa replied with a blush in her cheeks. She hugged her legs—a sign Reimu was beginning to understand meant the umbrella was feeling very content. She looked on attentively. “Or maybe, I think we should thank each other. Thank you... for wanting to have sex with me.”

Reimu had to shut her eyes, gripping her right hand before her heart beneath the water as she thought, So cute. Too cute.

“I really meant what I said last night, by the way,” she swore, meeting the umbrella’s eyes and now flushed in her face as well. “I’m totally serious... Okay?”

“Mm, I know,” Kogasa said with a smile. “The way you were grabbing me last night... I felt it: how much you really wanted me. I could tell, ‘cause I’m a tsukumogami.”

Reimu soured a bit at this. “Like I said, I didn’t mean it like that—”

“Like a lover, right? I know.” Reimu’s blush deepened at the youkai’s bluntness. “But I can still feel it: when a human really, really wants me. More than if they want to use me, if they want to take care of me i...” She paused to place her left hand over her lower stomach. Closing her eyes, she revealed in embarrassment, “I can feel it... in my womb.”

Reimu covered her mouth to prevent a spit-take as Kogasa glowed softly with happiness beside her.

For real!? thought Reimu. S-Seriously!? What does that even mean?

“Boy tsukumogami feel it around the same place, I hear,” Kogasa continued, not noticing or being particularly concerned with Reimu’s small meltdown. “I wonder why? I don’t really understand it. There aren’t really any rules or manuals or anything...”

It’s got me thinking some dangerous thoughts, admitted Reimu to herself. She thus decided it would be best not to think about it at all—not yet. She sighed, forcing herself to calm down.

“So you’re gonna make me fall in love with you, right Miss Reimu? How’s that?” Kogasa was teasing her with this line of questioning; obvious from her coquettish simper, and how her hand was still laid gently over her stomach. Reimu scowled, mostly out of frustration with herself for not having a readied answer.

“I-I-I don’t know yet!” she snapped. “But—I’m gonna do it!”

“Okay,” Kogasa replied, still looking serene. To Reimu, it looked smug. She felt like she was standing without a floor beneath her when Kogasa, of all girls, had the upper hand over her.

At any rate, she did need to do something, and over half the day was left.

For now—


[] she’d help Kogasa with cleaning up the shrine. She’d interrupted the girl, after all.

[] she’d help Kogasa with that daikagura juggling stuff she was thinking about. It would be better than her scaring people, maybe.
[x] help clean

Phone's fucking up and not allowing me to copy and paste so get fucked automated vote counting software
[X] she’d help Kogasa with that daikagura juggling stuff she was thinking about. It would be better than her scaring people, maybe.
As a Yokai, she will have to scare people eventually, so we can't tell her not to do it at all.
[x] help clean
[X] she’d help Kogasa with cleaning up the shrine. She’d interrupted the girl, after all.
[x] she’d help Kogasa with cleaning up the shrine. She’d interrupted the girl, after all.
[x] she’d help Kogasa with that daikagura juggling stuff she was thinking about. It would be better than her scaring people, maybe.

Let's see if we can help her learn a new skill, maybe have some fun in the process.
[] she’d help Kogasa with that daikagura juggling stuff she was thinking about. It would be better than her scaring people, maybe.
fair is fair
[] she’d help Kogasa with that daikagura juggling stuff she was thinking about. It would be better than her scaring people, maybe.

She seemed excited to learn it, cleaning the shrine may be a bit self centered.
[x] she’d help Kogasa with that daikagura juggling stuff she was thinking about. It would be better than her scaring people, maybe.
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HOLY SHIT IT'S BEEN TOO LONG
HERE'S THE UPDATE

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= = = = =

“See? It’s easy.”

“Miss Reimu...! Miss Reimu! That’s ridiculous!”

“No, it’s easy.”

Reimu thrust the opened paper parasol in her hands upward, the small black and white orb that had been spinning on top of it launching up. She kicked out her foot, and caught it on the toe of her shoe as it fell.

“What!!” shouted Kogasa, clinging to her umbrella half and leaning forward at the sight.

“Egh, you’re terrible at this, Reimu,” commented Marisa, who was watching the two of them from the sitting room with her arms folded and was wearing a cooking apron and head scarf. The Shrine Maiden was perplexed by her assessment.

What?” said the acrobatic girl. She kicked the orb from her toe, then caught it on two of her fingers, balancing it perfectly. “Are you seeing thing? Spinning stuff with an umbrella is one thing, but I know I’m good at this.”

After all, she’d been using the Yin-Yang Orb almost ever since she could remember.

“Not that,” said the witch who was leaning against a pillar as if she wasn’t a guest here, “you’re terrible at teaching.”

“Eh—? Ah—A-Am I!?” asked Reimu, looking at her student. Her student became instantly flustered.

They had come outside after drying and getting dressed, and Reimu had proposed daikagura practice as she’d planned. The youkai was thrilled, and the human proceeded to naturally show her how it was done.

“C-Can’t you just do it?” Reimu asked, a little desperate. Kogasa seemed (cutely) at a loss.

The umbrella youkai had tried first, at Reimu’s request to see where the tsukumogami was at in her technique. She could manage, but only for a few seconds and it definitely didn’t seem as if she “knew” what she was doing.

“Let’s try it together,” suggested Reimu. Kogasa nodded and gave a quiet, “okay”, picking up a red ball they’d found in the store room and tossing it onto her second-half as Reimu did the same with her orb and parasol. Reimu spun the handle of her tool and maintained the orb’s location atop it; Kogasa soon had the ball tumbling onto her head.

MMnn... How to put it... the human thought to herself, absently watching as Marisa returned to the kitchen to check on a pot she’d set to boil. It’s like....

It’s...

Don’t you just DO it!?


She was surprisingly frustrated; not with Kogasa, but with herself. She didn’t often have to explain how she did anything, but now that she wanted to, she was at a complete loss.

The only good thing about any of this was that the weather was really very nice... It felt good to practice under it.

“...” Reimu watched silently as Kogasa kept trying; tossing the ball up and missing, or catching it and falling, or catching it, spinning, and only noticing that she no longer had it when it bounced on the stones behind her. Reimu glanced up at the shadow of her own orb, almost still through the paper. It buzzed as it rolled over the wood spokes of her umbrella.

How am I doing this... she asked herself.

But she had no answers.

Hmmm...

She was very disappointed in herself.


[] Think! Think of a way to explain it! You can do this, so you can do this.
A check of Reimu’s Conceptualization, 2d6 with a +5 modifier. 3 From Intellect, 2 from basic Conceptualization. Heroic. To-pass: 15.

[] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -5 modifier (so +7). -5 for being intimately close to Kogasa after having fucked her all night. Medium. To-pass: 10. She will suggest Kogasa join regardless, what this will change is whether she can keep herself together during her demonstration.

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Conceptualization is basically the skill for putting your abstracted thoughts/feelings out there through words or art, creatively and usually somewhat sensibly. Its partner is Rhetoric, though that’s mainly used for arguments. I think Conceptualization fits better for trying to explain juggling technique. That said, Reimu’s Conceptualization is comically low (it should be at least 3, but I’m giving her a -1 from an “Is a Poor Explainer” thought). The girl can’t explain shit when it comes to anything she can do naturally, like danmaku play or her border/gap manipulation abilities. She’s good at explaining how to make alcohol and how to exterminate certain youkai, though.

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[X] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
It continues!

[] Think! Think of a way to explain it! You can do this, so you can do this.
-> 6/36 (16.67%) chance of success


[] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
-> 35/36 (97.22%) chance of success

No safety nets? Lady Luck have mercy.
[X] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
[X] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
[x] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
[x] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.

Reimu needs to practice her restraint around Kogasa, anyway.
[X] Think! Think of a way to explain it! You can do this, so you can do this.
Quicksave first
[x] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.
Well, here we go.

Roll next post.
Rolling 2d6 plus 7 => 13 (5, 1, Rolls: 6)
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⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄ ⚅
Roll results: 5, 1, +7 = 13 | Success.

[X] Suggest that Kogasa join you under the parasol to watch your technique closely.


She decided to rely on more practical application.

“How about you come over here?” asked Reimu. “Under the umbrella?” she clarified, still spinning the orb on top of it.

“An umbrella under an umbrella?” queried the umbrella tsukumogami while hunching her shoulders. “That’s got to be some sort of bad luck, hasn’t it? Like opening an umbrella indoors...”

Reimu was taken slightly aback by this proposal, in annoyance. “What? What the heck are you talking about? Just get over here,” the shrine maiden commanded. The tsukumogami complied, stepping over and whispering a polite, “pardon me for intruding”.

Once Kogasa was standing against her and the umbrella’s eyes were glancing between her hands and the upper part of the tool she was holding within them, Reimu straightened her back and continued her demonstration.

“Look,” she instructed, and she looked as well.


/ / / / /


The technique seemed to truly be a connection between ones eyes and hands.

Reimu could not stare at the flickering shadow of the ball spinning atop her parasol and still pull off the trick, but nonetheless she often did. It seemed almost unconscious. The human’s stare would wander off – to the shrine, to the trees, to the torii gate – but no matter where it fell she would always glance back (sometimes long, sometimes short) at that shadow. Perhaps... it gave her a sense of position?

I see... thought Kogasa, watching both Reimu’s face and the small shadow seriously. It’s simple, but it isn’t something you’d think about...!

The actual spinning seemed to come down to technique and – perhaps this was just because Reimu made it look so – it was probably the easier aspect to the skill. All Reimu did was either move her fingers, or move her wrists, or on occasion both. She spun it—her arms, her body, her posture: none of that really seemed to factor into what she was doing, and those fingers and wrists... their movements were extremely basic; not at all complex.

Maybe... she could do it after all?

To make sure, she put her hands over the back of Reimu’s.

The human looked at her curiously, but steadfastly returned her attention to the parasol and orb not a second later.

Through Reimu’s hands, Kogasa could feel it: the lack of tension, craft, or indeed any kind of effort.

She smiled to herself. It seemed true...

This was easy.

“Um, breakfast...” She heard Reimu’s magician friend muttering from the shrine’s main building. Looking over to the pink-cheeked girl, she smiled warmly and answered:

“Okay...!”

= = = = =

She didn’t have to eat physical food... Still, Kogasa joined the two humans and mostly kept quiet as they spoke to one another. A seemingly usual conversation about Gensokyo’s current goings on, as well as some recently learned curious facts and rumors.

Kogasa enjoyed listening, and meanwhile secretly “practiced” her daikagura technique by going through some of the motions she’d seen Reimu employ.

To speak of Reimu, the Shine Maiden eventually said she’d take care of the dishes as Marisa had taken care of the meal. She stepped out with their things, and left the umbrella with the witch.

Kogasa stopped practicing, and looked at the blond who was fiddling with the brim of her extremely large hat.

... I don’t know her very well, thought Kogasa, now sitting seiza and pushing the hands against her knees. She was fidgeting, unable to hid her discomfort. When did I last speak to Miss Marisa alone...? Was it... when the Crown Prince showed up? She’s never been nice to me, come to think of it.

She smirked to herself, looked to the tatami and let out a quick breath—one blending a laugh and a sigh.

Well, nobody really tends to be, ha ha...

“Yo...” said Marisa, somewhat under her breath. Kogasa hopped in place, and met her eyes. “Aren’t you, like, some old hag?”

Kogasa blushed as her jaw dropped and her brow furrowed. H... How rude! she exclaimed, inside.

“Like maybe five-hundred? Eight-hundred?” Marisa speculated, pointing at the youkai with an underhand gesture. Her elbows were on the table. She was horribly uncouth.

“I-I’m only a hundred and eighty...” Kogasa muttered while looking askance, looking ashamed, and being confused by that shame.

“Really? You just remind me of an old lady.” Marisa continued to be horribly honest. Even though I pride myself on keeping up with the times...? thought Kogasa. “Uh, don’t get me wrong, s’just...”

“What?” asked Kogasa a few seconds after the other girl had trailed off.

Marisa looked toward the kitchen. The constant rushing of the faucet, and inconstant clinking of dishes being cleaned, could both be clearly heard. The little human leaned forward, arms and upper body on the table, and she lowered her voice to a definite whisper. “I’m kinda Reimu’s girl... her number one, alright?” she said. “What I’m sayin’ is, I worry about her. She’s, uh...” Marisa hesitated, her mouth closing and twisting, and her eyes narrowing. “Look, she’s my buddy, alright?”

Kogasa gave an earnest, simple nod. Okay, she thought. Alright.

“So, my buddy’s in love with you...”

Kogasa blushed, but tried to keep her expression staid.

“But you’re a youkai,” said Marisa, and as she did so she looked Kogasa straight in her eyes.

“M... Mhmm...??” The umbrella couldn’t grasp what the witch was getting at.

Marisa smirked, broke eye contact, and huffed. “Well,” she grumbled, “that’s nice n’ romantic. What, you really don’t see any problem with that? Alright, let’s put that aside...”

Kogasa straightened her back and waited.

“You really want Reimu? Not a man?” shot Marisa.

“Wh-What?” Kogasa hissed in shock.

“Well?” the magician kept at it.

“I... I’ve never even really... I’ve never thought about... romance... I’m a tool!” she snapped, though her voice was at a low volume as she found herself naturally following Marisa’s lead.

“You’re into girls, then?” Marisa persisted. Kogasa felt like her face was burning.

“Fw—Girl—I... Thassh—t!” she bit her tongue, flinched, and then held her hands over her mouth, squinting at Marisa with tears of pain in her eyes. “I don’ know. I don’ know!” she insisted.

“This’s important, Umbrella,” Marisa went on smoothly, uncaring and unconcerned with the youkai’s pain, “Don’t trot out some generic... ‘only for her’ stuff with me, alright?”

Kogasa moved her hands from her face, holding her tongue and flapping at it with her free hand. Slouching, she answered: “I’m nah humeng. Howw wou’ I know??”

Marisa frowned, her eyebrows scrunching together. “Like... a—va... gina... What do you think of that?”

Kogasa’s heart beat, and she looked away while letting go of her tongue.

“Hm, okay,” noted Marisa. “Then what about a penis? What do you think of those?”

“I haven’t seen one...” Kogasa said.

“Handsome guys? Burly guys?” queried the human.

“I don’t think I care...”

Marisa pointed at the umbrella again and posited, “Boobs? Nipples?”

Another heartbeat. “I like them...” was Tatara Kogasa’s answer.

“Has that always been the case, or...?” Marisa led on.

Kogasa raised her shoulders. “I don’t know...!” she said. “M... Maybe?”

“That Reimu...” Marisa went on, shifting the subject and her eyes to the chirping, glowing outdoors, “she’s more like... if she likes it, she likes it; if it’s a girl or a boy or a...” She looked at Kogasa, saying, “She likes you.”

“I know...” Kogasa admitted.

“So are you gonna take her seriously?” Marisa demanded, though lightly. “She’s scary but, if you don’t want something like that with her, you’ve gotta tell her. Break her heart now, instead of later. Or, more like...” She thought for a moment how to word what she had to say. “I’m not saying ‘fall in love with her’. I’m asking you, as her friend: are you gonna treat Reimu seriously? She’s a dumbass with a head so thick sometimes a brick will smack the thing and she won’t even flinch, but... you’ve gotta be careful, even with her.”

Marisa frowned, and Kogasa did as well. “Nah...” the magician denied herself, clenching her fist. “That’s not it. Hey. Kogasa, this is what I honestly wanna know...

“Are you gonna fall in love with Reimu?”

The tsukumogami breathed in sharply. Wasn’t that question too soon...?

... No. Actually... I understand.

Miss Marisa is worried about R... Reimu. Kaahh... I said it...!
She hadn’t said it. Taking her hand from her face after having felt her blood rushing into it, she affirmed within: Y... Yeah, I think that’s normal, for a human.

I’ve gotta answer her seriously.

“Are you going to fall in love with Miss Reimu?”

Well...



[] “I already am.”

[] “I’m not sure.”

[] “That’s up to her.” [MATURE!]
Marisa asking the real questions.
[X] “I already am.”
[x] “I already am.”

cute
[X] “That’s up to her.” [MATURE!]
[X] “That’s up to her.” [MATURE!]
[X] “That’s up to her.” [MATURE!]
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[X] “That’s up to her.” [MATURE!]

Saying this, Kogasa closed her eyes, straightened her back, and allowed herself a small, victorious smile.

“... What?” uttered Marisa, looking concerned. “Uh, were you the sorta character who said stuff like that?”

“What!?” Kogasa snapped, her mature posture collapsing immediately.

“I mean, you’re like uh... ‘silly’, or whatever,” said Marisa.

“I take life very seriously,” said the umbrella girl. The magical girl nodded, and wore an expression that told: “sure you do”. “I do!” she insisted.

Marisa ignored this and went on, saying, “Well, if it’s up to Reimu, huh, that’s...” She trailed off while looking at the greenery outside, then turned her eyes on Kogasa. She said, “I’m rooting for her, I guess.”

“Alright, that’s all over... you two look tense,” the returning Reimu noticed while stepping into the room, rubbing her shoulders.

“You’re just imagining that,” Marisa answered dismissively, waving a hand for emphasis. With her cheek in her palm, she looked up at the Shrine Maiden and asked, “So? What now? I feel like I’m interrupting, but I don’t wanna leave.”

“You’re definitely interrupting. You totally smashed apart my mood, Marisa,” Reimu complained. Remembering what that mood was, Kogasa stared down at her own hands and began twiddling her thumbs, embarrassed. “Good question, though...” Reimu continued, closing her eyes and rubbing at them. “What to do? Are you going to practice? Kogasa?”

“Hehh??” A strange, umbrella noise.

“Spacing out? I was wondering what you were gonna do. Marisa isn’t leaving...” Reimu glared at the magician, who was pretending not to notice, “... so I’ll have to hold off on... ‘you’,” she said, and she looked Kogasa in the chest—at her breasts, that is to say.

Kogasa lifted her hands before them, and Reimu looked away, sucking her teeth. “Hmm,” muttered the youkai, tapping her opposing fingertips together, “Wellll... if you’ll allow me...” she mumbled.


[] “I’d like to head out, if you don’t mind... To see the rokurokubi who lives in the village.”

[] “Could I stay here and practice with you more? I think I’ve got it almost figured out!”

[] “Can we just chat? I’d like to relax more, if it’s alright...”
[X] “Can we just chat? I’d like to relax more, if it’s alright...”

More wholesome fun times?
[X] “Can we just chat? I’d like to relax more, if it’s alright...”
[x] “Can we just chat? I’d like to relax more, if it’s alright...”

god this is cute
[X] “Could I stay here and practice with you more? I think I’ve got it almost figured out!”
[X] “Can we just chat? I’d like to relax more, if it’s alright...”
I feel as though saying that we are going to visit Sekibenki would just get her jealous. It's a stretch, but it's Gensokyo so common sense isn't the most common thing, plus Reimu is a little...jumpy is the word I'll use.
[x] “Can we just chat? I’d like to relax more, if it’s alright...”
[x] “Could I stay here and practice with you more? I think I’ve got it almost figured out!”

More close contact times.
[X] “Could I stay here and practice with you more? I think I’ve got it almost figured out!”

Kogasa was secretly practicing the routine so let’s finish it here.
[X] “Could I stay here and practice with you more? I think I’ve got it almost figured out!”
[X] “Could I stay here and practice with you more? I think I’ve got it almost figured out!”

I wanna see a juggling umbrella.
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It's a tie, so I combined the choice.

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[X] “Yeah, I’ll practice. But, can we talk, too?”


“That won’t distract you?” Reimu asked.

“It... It will probably distract me,” the tsukumogami admitted.

“Well, not like I’ll stop you from talking. Go ahead and practice,” Reimu insisted.

“Okay!” Kogasa replied, getting up from the table. It was plain: she was happy. Reimu wore a smile as she watched her, and Marisa looked at both, feeling exasperated.

= = = = =

“They were sayin’ if you found one, you could sell it for crazy money.”

“So? Did you find one?”

“I said I didn’t.”

“Not you? Is it that hard to find?”

“No—like—”

Kogasa was not distracted.

The two humans were talking about something, but it was something silly and therefore she found it easy to focus on her juggling just outside the main building. All she needed to do was apply the techniques she’d observed from Reimu, and she could feel herself rapidly gaining a sense for the art (or, craft?).

“Wasn’t there an earthquake up by the Mountain recently?” mentioned Reimu, speaking from another subject.

“Ah, yeah, I heard about that,” Marisa followed.

And Kogasa thought, ... Oh!

She remembered that. “I remember that” she said. She’d been there, at the time, and so revealed: “I was there at the time!”

The ball on her umbrella-half fell off, and flustered she hurried to retrieve it before it rolled off the premises.

“Was it big?” Reimu asked, watching as the tsukumogami scrambled for her ball. Marisa answered instead.

“Duh: it wasn’t. You didn’t feel it, right?”

“I don’t notice a lot of things, though,” Reimu replied. “Did you notice?” she asked.

Kogasa got her ball.

“I didn’t notice anything, so it must’ve been small,” was Marisa’s evaluation.

“It was really big!” Kogasa told them, standing before the porch and holding her ball on the palm of her left hand. “Everyone was spooked! I was only there to deliver something, so I got out in a flash!”

“A big earthquake that only the Mountain felt...?” Reimu clarified, shifting to a lazier means of lounging at her table (she was slouching, and her arms were laying atop it). Marisa looked her way, waiting for her to continue. “Was that snake god a god of earth, too? I think it might’ve been just wind.”

“You’ve got a Moriya Branch Shrine at your place and you don’t even know what their gods do?” prodded Marisa, wearing a trolling smile. Reimu skinned up her face, annoyed.

“If they’re messing around over there, then...!”

She stopped short of slamming her fist down to the table.

She judged: “... Wait: it’s Youkai Mountain so it’s a youkai problem.”

“That’s like you,” noted Marisa.

Kogasa was spinning her other half again, paying attention to the shadow of the ball through her canopy.

“But they mess with humans a lot... hmmmm...” muttered Reimu, covering her mouth and squeezing her eyes shut in consternation.

“Like when Lady Kanako made the crow under the satori’s house eat a Yatagarasu?” Kogasa chimed in.

“Yeah,” said Reimu, looking her way and nodding.

“So... it’s an Incident?” Marisa asked her friend.

“It’s suspicious,” the shrine maiden confirmed, taking up her cup of tea and bringing it toward her lips. “But I can’t mess around with youkai over youkai matters... That’d just be troublesome.”

“Because everyone on the Mountain’s scared of you, Miss Reimu?” asked a still bright-of-mood Kogasa.

“They should be, but they’re not,” Reimu admitted. “The problem is I’ve got a job, and that job is to help with stuff that’s affecting Gensokyo as a whole. If I got too much into smaller issues, people might start calling me a tyrant—even if I don’t rule anything.”

“Like, worse than martial law?” offered Marisa.

“Something worse than a vigilante!” Kogasa suggested.

“Right, like worse than those two thi... Are you two making fun of me?” asked Reimu, eyeing them both with suspicion. Kogasa smiled.

“I guess we can ask the kappa about it since they actually live there,” Marisa continued.

“They’re more open to questions, but they’re annoying,” said Reimu. Then, emphatically, she added: “Anyway I don’t want to work today! Kogasa is here!”

Kogasa faltered and dropped her ball again.

“Jeez. You’re embarrassin’,” Marisa replied with a sigh.

“Look at how hard she’s working!” The shrine maiden pointed at the umbrella, who was getting back to practice and had turned away deliberately, hiding her face. “She’s so dedicated! It’s adorable, right!?”

“Sure, sure,” Marisa answered dismissively.

“Marisa,” Reimu began, “don’t you like anyone?”

“Shut up!”

Kogasa knew she was blushing (Marisa); the youkai was blushing, herself.

“I thought it was fair to ask,” Reimu went on. She drank more tea and set her cup down. Then, she straightened her back and bragged that “Being in love, you know, feels wonderful! I feel successful and happy!”

“Miss Reimu...” Kogasa mumbled.

“You’ve had this for like half a day—come off it!” Marisa snapped.

Her friend sang, “Kogasa is so cuuute! And so submissive...” She sighed. Marisa sat up and cried—

“STOP RIGHT THERE!”

Again, Kogasa faltered.

“Hey, Kogasa,” Reimu addressed her brightly, and the tsukumogami flinched, “what do you do for fun?”

“F-Fun?” stammered the youkai girl. “I... I watch shows in the village... and I read books...” She retrieved her ball, and glanced at Reimu while spinning it atop her other half. Reimu had an elbow on the table and her chin in her hand.

“Who do you read?” Reimu asked. She was ignoring the fuming magician sitting close by.

“‘Who’? Like a favorite author?” Reimu nodded at this. “Oh... Well, I like 3-10’s books...”

“‘Three-ten’? I don’t know that one.”

“I found them in Suzunaan... They mostly write... romance, and stuff?”

“Like, adventures?”

“... Are you being dense on purpose?”

“Oh, right, I heard a’ 3-10,” Marisa quietly interjected. “Love stories. I think I read a sample of theirs in one of the tengu papers.”

“Do you read Agatha Chris Q?” Reimu asked, with her eyes on Kogasa. Kogasa nodded, and Reimu lit up. “Really!?”

Marisa groaned. “Calm down... Everyone reads Chris Q.”

“Are you caught up!?” asked the excited Reimu.

“Ah, no...” Kogasa admitted. She looked upward, following the rolling ball’s silhouette.

“Khh... I can’t spoil it then...” muttered Reimu bitterly, grinding her teeth together.

“If you want, I can bring you one of 3-10’s adventure novels, and I’ll catch up on Agatha Chris Q,” the tsukumogami offered.

“Oh...! Sure! Then we can talk about it!” Reimu exclaimed, almost breathless. Marisa looked at her in pity.

Oh no... thought Kogasa, Miss Reimu is cute...

“Look at her, she thinks you’re cute,” Marisa remarked to her friend. Kogasa flinched, and once more her ball dropped, and once more on her head. Reimu went quiet, and red-faced.


[] Okay... Ask Miss Reimu to join you for practicing. Use an excuse like you’re getting the hang of it, or something.

[] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.

[] Change the subject; this is embarrassing.
[X] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.
[X] Okay... Ask Miss Reimu to join you for practicing. Use an excuse like you’re getting the hang of it, or something.

Eyes on the prize
[X] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.

Bullying through compliments? Sure, let's do it.
[X] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.
[x] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.

It's hard to say no to more of Reimu attempting to be helpful, but we can't miss the chance to observe how she reacts to this.
[x] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.
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[X] Would complimenting her make her more shy? Double-down: tell Miss Reimu outright that she’s cute.


“That’s right,” said Kogasa. Marisa raised her eyebrows and Reimu looked at the tsukumogami, who was looking back with her steadiest gaze. “I think you’re cute, Miss Reimu,” Kogasa declared. “You’re cute.”

Immediately, a smile broke across Reimu’s lips, and her hands moved up in what seemed to be, by their direction, an attempt to possibly hide it. Her embarrassment thwarted the apparent attempt, and her gaze began shifting as she hunched and laughed her “tickled” laughter.

“‘C-Cute’...” the shrine maiden repeated.

“Mm,” answered Kogasa with a firm and quick nod. “You’re cute.”

“No...”

“Really cute.”

“Heh... heheh...”

“You’re super cute!”

“Ahh!”

Ha...! Kogasa laughed in her thoughts. She’d started leaning toward the porch, and was now wearing an open, excited smile. Fun...!

“Miss Reimu is adorable...!” she went on.

“Y-You think so...?” the human fished, placing her right hand on the table and daintily moving the hair beside her face out the way with the left.

“Mm! Yeah!!” Kogasa asserted, nodding again—and now with enthusiasm.

“Thanks...” Reimu replied, smiling and blushing with as deep a red as a field of tulips’.

Kogasa felt her heart thumping in her ears. She swallowed, still wearing a smile though naturally now it was closed. Reimu... was flirting with her!

She’d read about this!

I... I think that’s enough practice, so—!

“Miss Reimu...!” the now explosively eager tsukumogami went on, “c... can I touch your hair again?”

And Reimu, hunching even more over her table, answered, “Y-Yeah...”

“I’m still here,” said Marisa flatly. Kogasa looked at the yellow-haired human in honest shock. “I’m still here, you know. Do you guys want me to leave or are you just cool with flirting in front a’ people? That your deal? Not sure I’m cool with it.”

“Shut up, Marisa!” Reimu snapped at the witch, who closed her eyes and leaned back, her expression uncaring. “Don’t look away!” she yelled.

Marisa ignored her. “Go ahead, Kogasa,” she said, “As long as it stays flirty instead a’ frisky, it’s prolly fine.” The smaller girl opened her eyes, laying their gaze on the umbrella. “Be a little careful about who you flir—ah...”

With Marisa’s blessing, Kogasa was already climbing onto the veranda and kicking off her sandals. She trotted over to Reimu, and sat half beside – half behind her: hands lifted and ready. The shrine maiden squared her shoulders, watching with a brow furrowed from Marisa’s interruption.

“Careful about who you flirt in front of, ugh. I didn’t think this’s what you two were like,” complained the witch, now leaned back on her elbows and observing. She sat up; Kogasa put her left hand to the shrine maiden’s bare shoulder, and set her right hand down on top of her head. Wearing a soft and satisfied face, she stroked the human’s hair. Reimu sat resolute, and allowed it.

With her arms now impolitely crossed on the table, Marisa watched the affectionate tool-youkai with upturned eyebrows and a pitying frown. “Man,” said the girl, “she’s totally charmed you, huh?”

At this, Reimu’s blush – which had ebbed from the just-previous events – began to return, and her shoulders hunched a little. Kogasa closed her eyes, moved herself closer, and continued to, with pleasure, whimsically toy with the maiden’s hair. She was, in fact, already too absorbed to notice what the other human had said.

“She’s gone,” Marisa declared with finality. “Your hair captured her, Reimu.”

“Actually... she really likes it,” the shrine maiden noted, with a little embarrassment to reveal such. “I didn’t mention it, but she did this yesterday, too.”

Kogasa was blissful, even humming a very quiet and very thoughtless tune that only Reimu was close enough to hear.


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Ugh... thought Reimu. I totally love her.

She usually hated being touched so casually, but she really didn’t mind this at all. It was very much on the contrary, in fact. Kogasa seemed to like petting her quite sincerely, and that feeling alone was enough to, simply, make this young maiden feel nice—within her heart. That the umbrella had such a wonderful touch (in her body’s opinion) was not unappreciated, either. Reimu frowned, feeling not a little ashamed about how pleasing she found this, and how Marisa was in front of her... judging.

She likes it...” said Marisa with doubt.

“... Yeah, I like it too,” Reimu bitterly admitted, fixing her posture again as Kogasa took handfuls of her hair and stroked it—lifted it, as if thinking to start braiding. She warmed as Kogasa moved her left hand from the left shoulder where it had been resting and brought it also to Reimu’s hair as if considering that possibility more seriously. Well... she didn’t like braids. Not in her hair, at the least.

But as this was so soothing, she raised no objections. Besides, the umbrella was now softly chuckling, and running her fingers slow through the tresses, seemingly (indeed, as Marisa said) captured by the hair, and that smoothness she had extolled upon the day before.

“She ain’t listening to a word...” said Marisa, her eyes now on the blue-haired “she” in question. Reimu looked down, and a bit to her left...

... at Kogasa’s skirt-covered thighs.

“...” She was silent.

... Would Marisa notice if I...?

She glanced toward what was beneath the table. She couldn’t see Marisa’s lower body past it.

She glanced above the table next, and across.

I can’t see her hands... she noted. I can definitely hide things from Marisa, too. She’s way less ‘aware’ than I am.

Kogasa felt Reimu’s neck, past her hair, and sighed. Reimu shivered, and looked directly Marisa.

Okay...


[] Secretly feel up Kogasa’s thigh(s), just for fun.

[] Secretly feel up Kogasa’s thigh(s) (sexually).

[] Hey. Hey! Stop that. Just keep talking as you ought to.

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https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3864124
[x] Hey. Hey! Stop that. Just keep talking as you ought to.

Now now! She said no frisky business!
[x] Hey. Hey! Stop that. Just keep talking as you ought to.
All flirty, no frisky.
[x] Hey. Hey! Stop that. Just keep talking as you ought to.
[x] Secretly feel up Kogasa’s thigh(s), just for fun.

Never not play with the umbrella.
[x] Hey. Hey! Stop that. Just keep talking as you ought to
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[X] Hey. Hey! Stop that. Just keep talking as you ought to.


Reimu firmly shook her head.

“Wah!” Kogasa exclaimed, lifting her hands. Across from them, Marisa brought up an eyebrow.

“What’s up?” she asked.

Reimu firmly replied: “It’s nothing.”

Of course it was something, and the Shrine Maiden was awful at ever pretending otherwise. Still, as nothing seemed truly amiss or afoot... Marisa let it go.

“You gonna make your own dinner tonight? Want me to leave?” the witch asked as Kogasa returned to petting (though she was now distracted, and so paying the two humans attention).

“You don’t have to leave,” answered Reimu, slouching forward and dropping her cheek on the heel of her hand. Kogasa repositioned herself, and after a moment set both her hands on Reimu’s shoulders. The Hakurei glanced halfway back, with mild curiosity. Kogasa began rubbing her shoulders. “Oh...”

“Oh! You’re cool with me staying?” Marisa sounded happy.

Yeah, thought Reimu, wincing a bit as the tool behind her worked on her skin and muscles, just make sure you leave before bath time so I can have sex with her. Reimu closed her eyes, satisfying herself for now with memories of an unclothed Kogasa.

“I’ll make dinner, then! I still have to make up for everythin’!” Marisa went on. Reimu halfway opened her left eye.

“Mm,” she grunted, somewhat with the satisfaction of her body easing up. “Make it good, though.”

“Of course! I’m a great cook!” This statement was rather debatable.

The day went on and Marisa eventually went to make good on her vow, leaving Kogasa and Reimu by themselves once again. The Sun was nearly gone and the Moon had already taken a semi-circle place in the sky. There was was a deep, but mostly contained red burrowing into the darker sky from where the Sun was falling, and the nightly creatures were kicking up again. Reimu looked at the shrine’s ancient ceiling, lying down on her back with her arms over her head. Kogasa sat next to her, watching the woods; quiet and, Reimu wagered, thoughtless.

... It’d probably be a good idea to ask her on a date, the shrine maiden considered this as she looked at the tsukumogami’s straightened back. She reasoned: ... She’s gonna think I’m gross or a pervert.

Was there any need to comment on this thought?

Yeah, I should ask her, she decided.

Where?


[] The village, of course.

[] Maybe through the bamboo forest?

[] I want to go mountain climbing.

[X] I want to go mountain climbing.

Hehe
[x] I want to go mountain climbing.
[X] I want to go mountain climbing.
[X] I want to go mountain climbing.
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[X] I want to go mountain climbing.


Yeah...


“Kogasa,” she spoke up.

“Hm?” and Kogasa looked behind herself.

“Want to go exploring some mountains tomorrow?” Is that the right way to ask? “Come with me while I go mountain climbing tomorrow.” That’s better.

Kogasa’s posture sagged a little at this, and she gave Reimu a look of pity, set with a gentle smile. She told the human, “That’s a weird way to ask for a date.”

Reimu jolted.

What!?

“No—! I, uh...!” she fumbled her words, knowing there was no hiding her embarrassment.

“You want me to go mountain climbing with you? Do you mean The Mountain, or any?”

“Any...” answered Reimu as she began to settle down. “I don’t want to bother with Youkai Mountain unless you wanna go to Kanako’s Shrine. Do you?”

“It’s pretty up there! ... Maybe!” said Kogasa rather cheerfully. Reimu looked on at her, quietly transfixed. While she stared Kogasa went on to add, “But, getting up there... if we went climbing then the Tengu would get angry.”

“Yeah,” Reimu agreed. She sat up, and slouched beside the youkai. “Then, we’ll think about it,” she said. “I wanna relax.”

Kogasa looked at Reimu’s back fondly, then raised a finger in a proposal gesture. She said, “Let’s hope it rains!”

“What? No,” Reimu replied flatly.

Lifting her other hand, Kogasa opened both – palms out – and beamed as she announced, “I’ll make some teru teru bouzu and hang them upside-down!”

“Try it and I’ll punish you,” Reimu threatened with a glare.

“It’s okay because I’m an umbrella!” declared the living umbrella with a thumb to her chest. “You can leave it to me and hear the gentle drumming of rainwater to earn peace of mind!”

“There’s a lot more than that sound that comes with rain, you know...”

“Haha! Yeah, I guess!” the youkai gladly agreed. After snickering to herself for a bit, she relaxed and looked at the early night sky. “But, if it rains at all,” she said, “you’ll want to go with me anyway?”

“No.”

“Eh!?” Kogasa gasped, and recoiled.

“I don’t want to get dirty and muddy,” the human explained, and Kogasa frowned. Reimu went on. “But yeah, keep my hair dry if it starts pouring,” she said. “And maybe some other day... we can play in the rain if that’s what you want.”

Reimu put her chin on her knuckles and watched the last of the sun’s color fade from the sky. Beside her, Kogasa wasn’t looking at that. They were quiet, until Marisa announced that dinner was served.


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Reimu got the alone time she’d wanted, and with it took quick and arguably selfish advantage during the night.

The morning after, she awoke to find a human-shaped umbrella in her arms: Kogasa. They were both in white robes, with nothing underneath. As they’d arranged a date, Reimu had decided to not have a repeat marathon session with the youkai. They’d gone to sleep at a reasonable hour.

... Still, she’d gotten quite a lot out of the time she’d allotted herself and Kogasa, all the way from bath to bed. Kogasa’s receptiveness and mirrored eagerness really stirred something deep and blazing within the shrine maiden.

Now she put her left hand on Kogasa’s right cheek. The girl was sleeping, and drooling.

“...” Silent, Reimu could feel that aforementioned “something deep” warming up again. With her right arm beneath Kogasa’s left side and her hand over the other girl’s back, Reimu decided some petting was in order.

They had a schedule to keep but from the sound around her and the color of light filtering in through paper, Reimu wagered they had plenty of time—it was likely the earliest hours of daytime. So, she began caressing the other girl’s bottom, just over her robes.

Then, she patted that girl’s face twice.

“Get up...” she said quietly, and she thought to herself, I like it better when you’re awake.

“Mh... mmm...? Miss... Reimu...?” Slowly, Kogasa returned to the waking world.


/ / / / /


Reimu’s hand was on her butt. She pouted and complained, “Again??”

The human’s hand was on her face, and that kept down much of her irritation. Rather, it outright kept her calm. Kogasa looked into Reimu’s calm, but rose-tinted face, and waited for the human’s next move.

It was to speak (while still rubbing the umbrella’s rear).

“I was thinking, I wanted to fool around with you in the morning at least once,” she said, straight and to the point.

“‘At least once’... Do you want to do this every day?”

Kogasa closed her eyes, and sighed through her nose.

However, with her wording not explicitly indicating rejection, it seemed Reimu felt she’d been invited instead.

Reimu pulled down the right side of Kogasa’s robe from her shoulder and, after the youkai had flinched and widened her eyes, she then pushed Kogasa down to the futon. Kogasa gave a soft “Wah!” and Reimu freed her right arm, which had been previously trapped beneath the youkai girl. Sitting over Kogasa now, with her domineering left Reimu held the tsukumogami’s now exposed breast and began to grope it. Immediately, Kogasa felt a flush of arousal.

The human smiled, then, and clutched her own lapel with her vacant hand. “Kogasa...” she bid, “can we?”

With that she pulled down her own robes, and bore her chest. Kogasa clutched the sheets beneath her, swallowing worriedly. “You’re... already going...” she muttered, finding it difficult to choose between looking up or down. Kogasa took the cloth over her remaining shoulder, and pulled it off from there, propping herself up onto her elbows after, and lifting her chest as well. Closing her eyes, in one smooth motion Reimu descended.

“Mm...” the tsukumogami quietly moaned. The human now had both breasts in her hands and the right nipple in her mouth. Kogasa sat up, and lifted her arms reflexively.

She wasn’t as lustful last night. Is she being mindful?

Kogasa twitched. Reimu’s tongue was swirling over her.

I bet she just stopped because we had plans today... Hahh...

Well, not that I mind this.


She placed her hands on Reimu’s sides, and observed the girl’s resulting shiver.

It’s a lot to handle, but I kinda want it just as much once we get into it. If anything that’s the problem... Miss Reimu is like opium or alcohol.

I wanna drink...


She put a hand to the face of the suckling shrine maiden, who looked up at her with curiosity. Kogasa leaned forward, and Reimu picked herself up. They closed their eyes, kissed, and wrapped their arms around one another.

And so, with a mutual, melting feeling, the entwined girls shared a meal before breakfast.


= = = = =


Where to, exactly?


[] Straight up Youkai Mountain!

[] Explore random mountains.
[x] Explore random mountains.
[x] Explore random mountains.
[X] Straight up Youkai Mountain!
[x] Explore random mountains.
[x] Explore random mountains.
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[X] Explore random mountains.


With no more distractions, the morning went on without incident, and they chose a random direction to walk in, instantly starting their date.

Kogasa was excited. As a being so closely tied with humans, she rarely spent much time in nature itself, full-on. There were youkai out in the woods and mountains; that was scary. No humans, usually, either; that was worrying. While she had needed to sleep under a tree or at the foot of a mountain here or there, that was actually as far as she’d ever ventured, putting aside a few cautious and short trips within forests made out of curiosity. She always wished she could have someone there to protect her—keep things safe.

She had that today.

Miss Reimu... she thought, swooning. She’s so strong and c—ooh? M—

“Miss Reimu!?” she said, looking back at the shrine maiden in shock and standing up on one foot. She had taken the lead, expecting the famed exterminator to be taking care of her back. The human was indeed behind her, but did not seem vigilant enough for a few steps ahead of her, let alone for the tsukumogami’s safety. She was looking at the earth just in front of her with severe and somewhat wide eyes. Her posture was bent, her face was blanched.

“H-Hm? Yes?” the girl looked at her with those too-wide eyes, making the tool-youkai flinch. “Sh-Should I hold your hand?” Reimu suggested, lifting both of her as if she intended to grab the umbrella.

“I’m fine,” said Kogasa.

“I see...” said Reimu, and her posture indicated that she felt dejected... but her face was still stiff and gazing to some place far away, through the dirt beneath.

Is she okay...? Kogasa thought.


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She wasn’t. Hakurei Reimu realized as soon as they’d stepped onto the untamed soil of this unnamed mountain that this was her first, official, and entirely understood “date” with Kogasa. They had had what constituted a “date” before, but only Reimu could have recognized it as such. Today, Kogasa also knew what cards were on the table, and upon seeing those cards Reimu had looked at her own hand and balked.

It was a beautiful day. Although Kogasa had wanted otherwise, the sky was its clearest blue; the clouds were their most brilliant white. The sun was full of cheer, and they had a luscious forest to themselves. They were on a date. Everything Reimu did would count for or against her chances at a long term relationship with Kogasa, and having that thought lodged in her mind had Reimu’s entire brain frayed with worry... or so it felt. No amount of calm and soothing breeze, no amount of chirping and best weather could cease her anxiety.

Kogasa tripped over the wild and root-thick forest floor. Reimu flinched. That straightened her back. She hurried over to her prospective girlfriend


[] and she put her hand to the umbrella girl’s back.
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -8 modifier (so +4). -8 for being an absolute mess, at the moment. Legendary.
To-pass: 14.

[] and she asked, “Are you okay?”
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -8 modifier (so +4). -8 for being an absolute mess, at the moment. Medium.
To-pass: 10.

[] and she apologized.
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -8 modifier (so +4). -8 for being an absolute mess, at the moment. Heroic.
To-pass: 15.
[x] and she put her hand to the umbrella girl’s back.
[X] and she put her hand to the umbrella girl’s back.
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -8 modifier (so +4). -8 for being an absolute mess, at the moment. Legendary.
To-pass: 14.

Be the chad Reimu!
[X] and she asked, “Are you okay?”
There are exactly to results that get us that first one (two 5s or a 4 and a 6) and I do not trust the luck gods with those odds.
>>42887
I'd say, they're all terrible odds, which I intend to have a "consider what failing could mean" effect on my dear voters.

Failure is never the end!
[X] and she asked, “Are you okay?”

How low can we roll?
[X] and she put her hand to the umbrella girl’s back.
Going with
[X] and she put her hand to the umbrella girl’s back.
to pass: 14
Roll next post.
⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄ ⚅
Rolling 2d6 plus 4 => 14 (5, 5, Rolls: 10)
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Utterly unexpected success. Your reward is...

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[X] and she put her hand to the umbrella girl’s back.


/ / / / /


Kogasa, as she attempted to stand after falling on her face, felt a hand on her back.

Eh...?

Silently, Reimu took her right hand and helped her onto her feet. Her gaze was sharp—her mouth was closed and thin. It seemed that her umbrella’s tumble had shaken the nerves from her, and now she was completely alert and set in her posture. Her hand was warm behind Kogasa, and with that warmth, and the warmth now in her left hand—looking at Reimu’s face and furrowed brow, Kogasa’s heart lurched frighteningly, and wonderfully, with feeling.

“Be careful,” said Reimu once Kogasa was up. “The ground’s not even,” the human reminded her.

She took her hand from the youkai’s back, and Kogasa felt disappointed at once, thinking again, Eh?

But the hand was soon before her face, taking a leaf and twig from her hair. Now. Now she knew she was blushing.

“You should’ve worn the right shoes for this...” Reimu went on, staring down and catching the tool’s eyes after they’d wandered in embarrassment. Kogasa’s gaze fell on the Hakurei’s handsome face... Her mouth began to fall open. She’s so... pretty, the umbrella thought.

Reimu looked up.

Of course, their eyes met. Kogasa stiffened and unconsciously brought up her shoulders, feeling as if her emotions were like a herd of bulls all kicked up and caged only behind a low and shoddy fence. Gripping her other half in her left hand, her only thought was a faltering, excited, and squealing cry.

“Kogasa,” said Reimu, making it clear that her “shoe” address had been for the youkai. Hearing her own name spoken so clearly and with such obvious care over her well-being, while passing through those pretty lips, suddenly broke something inside of the tool. “Kogasa?”

She squeezed her human’s hand as well, redirecting the girl’s attention for a moment. In that moment she stood on the toes of her shoes, moved forward, closed her eyes, and kissed Reimu’s cheek.
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The Hakurei was dumbfounded.

She’d managed to rediscover her spine having seen the other girl fall, but she was only trying to not fall apart—what she’d done had not been some sort of overt romantic gesture. Thus, this was curious. Why was Kogasa kissing her? Why was Kogasa kissing her so lovingly?

Wha... was the most thought Reimu could manage to think. Kogasa was quite obviously, at the moment, smitten with her. This was a true first; the shrine maiden was already growing accustomed to needing to be the one to open the floor to intimacy.

But here Kogasa was doing so: letting go of her other half to let it stand on its own, and putting that now-freed hand closed, girlishly, against Reimu’s front.

Reimu was arrested. Kogasa was being too sweet for her to know how to handle her.

She turned her head toward the other girl, seeking to say her name with “Ko...” but Kogasa hadn’t moved. Their lips met, and after a split second of the umbrella opening her eyes in surprise, those eyes became glassy and half-lidded, and thus her affection became even more open.

Reimu’s eyebrows went askew.

She’s... She’s kissing me...! While she’d already been doing so, this was truly a first moment like this, and the young maiden was not prepared or equipped for it. She returned Kogasa’s affection quite sternly, bringing her right hand once more to the umbrella’s back and pulling her close. Kog—...!? Tongue, too!?

The umbrella was very happy, and not shy at all about showing it.

In the forest, alone, the two kissed deeply as birds sang overhead and forest critters watched carelessly. When Kogasa pulled her mouth away and sighed with satisfaction, Reimu was once again left dumbfounded and dazed as the girl laced their fingers together, rested her head against her human’s body, and closed her eyes serenely.

???

Whatever Reimu had done, she didn’t understand it.

Kogasa stepped to Reimu’s side and held the maiden’s left arm in both of hers, leaning into the Hakurei’s shoulder. “You’ll keep me from falling, right?” the tsukumogami asked.

In an otherworldly, delayed and fractured tone, Reimu delivered an automated response of, “... Yes.”

Kogasa hugged her arm more tightly, wore a smile, and stepped forward, making Reimu walk along with her.

So their date continued... though it seemed Kogasa was little interested in where they were, being very happy just with the fact of who she was with. For her part Reimu tried to stay strong, and not let the knowledge that Kogasa was truly ecstatic decimate her composure.

= = = = =

It took some time but eventually Reimu felt as if she could handle the umbrella in her present state,

The two of them had a proper climb and stroll to the peak and even managed to talk on the way once Kogasa’s glowing mood had become more of a generally chipper, though still obviously and irrevocably charmed, mood. Now they were sitting with the sight of Gensokyo’s wildest parts out before them, stretching to the horizon in majestic, rolling green. The air was clearer. They’d sat down on a very large boulder, and lunch time was approaching.

“This is so nice...” said Kogasa, honestly, and Reimu could tell by “this” the youkai meant “everything”. It put her on her toes.

“Yeah... I’m having fun,” she honestly replied. It was relaxing, the weather was nice, and Kogasa was good company. She had a lot of “off” questions that led to enjoyable conversation—like asking how trails are blazed without fire. They hadn’t kissed more but that was fine. Reimu had wanted this date to not kiss. The kissing had been an entirely unexpected boon.

Reimu had to admit, Kogasa still seemed up for more kissing, too. She’d never let go of the human’s hand, and liked to squeeze it and visibly relax, and her lingering glances at the shrine maiden’s face weren’t even hidden. Furthermore she’s also kept close, very close—chest-touching close whenever the path had gotten even slightly poor. While Reimu was pretty sure of herself by now, the umbrella’s sweetness had raised various gauges in the Hakurei’s soul. She was happy, she was halcyon, she was horn—...

Reimu straightened her back.

In... fairness, she had been too close to Kogasa to not notice her scent and her sweat—her sweat that now Reimu could see rolling down Kogasa’s delicious skin. Delicious, she felt, needed to be said.

Reimu fixed Kogasa’s hair idly while the sweaty umbrella prattled on about birds’ nests. The human directed a lock behind the youkai’s ear, and felt giddy.

She asked, in response to something Kogasa had posited: “And how’s that different from squirrels?” Kogasa puffed up then, and excitedly answered.

“...” Reimu listened, holding Kogasa’s hand tightly and watching her talk animatedly.


[] Make some moves on her. It’s nice being alone and she’s actually up for it for once.

[] Hm. Dote on her. Mess with her hair more... Ahh, she’s so cute.

[] Just try to be normal, Reimu.
A check of Reimu’s Volition, 2d6 with a +5 modifier from Psyche/Volition. Formidable.
To-pass: 13.

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image sources:
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2739870
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3830719
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/633077
[x] Hm. Dote on her. Mess with her hair more... Ahh, she’s so cute.

god this is adorable
[x] Hm. Dote on her. Mess with her hair more... Ahh, she’s so cute.
YES YES, ADORABLE FUN TIMES
Reimu needs a break from the sexy times anyway, so let her get her fix elsewhere.
[x] Hm. Dote on her. Mess with her hair more... Ahh, she’s so cute.
[X] Hm. Dote on her. Mess with her hair more... Ahh, she’s so cute.
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[X] Hm. Dote on her. Mess with her hair more... Ahh, she’s so cute.


Without reluctance, the shrine maiden decided to indulge.

Reimu leaned her shoulder against Kogasa’s, closed her eyes and began to relax herself. “Even the most crazy birds make them different! Squirrels are super enterprising for rodents!” Kogasa prattled on with as much energy as ever. “I’ve always thought: I should be like squirrels, and do things different!”

“Uh huh,” Reimu replied absently. Kogasa raised a finger and continued to smugly explain herself.

“Like the squirrel nests in trees unlike most other rodents, I’ll make my ‘nest’ among humans, unlike most youkai!” she said. “You get it!?” she loudly asked.

“Mhm.” With this, Reimu gave her a nod.

“So I’ll never give up,” the other girl went on. Reimu opened her eyes to look at her, looking out to the horizon.

She took her hand from the tsukumogami’s grasp, catching her attention.

“Miss Reimu?” Kogasa asked, evidently confused.

“Let me fawn over you for a little while,” said Reimu as she placed her raised hand down on Kogasa’s head, stroking her hair once, before stopping. The umbrella blushed immediately, but did not object. Reimu spoke honestly, telling the other girl, “You’re too cute.”

Her hair’s so messy, thought Reimu as she played with that, running blue strands between her fingers and pinching at locks in examination. I should brush her hair... Would it look good longer?

She cupped one of the other girl’s cheeks, making her shut her eyes and slope her brows. She smiled, tickled by this. Moving her hand, she scratched gently atop the umbrella’s scalp, and put her free hand down on one of the blushing girl’s thighs. Reimu felt almost consumed with the urge to show affection.

“You’re happy, Miss Reimu,” noted Kogasa, who now had both her cheek’s in the maiden’s hands (and so had shut her eyes again).

“Yeah!” Reimu replied, smiling and twisting a length of Kogasa’s hair ‘round one of her fingers. She took the umbrella’s opposite hand into her left, entwining their fingers, knuckles high. Kogasa arched her back forward, and began to smile. “Where else should we date?” asked Reimu, elation too obvious in her voice.

“Miss Reimu... you like being out with just me?” asked Kogasa with earnest curiosity.

“Mhm...” the human answered. Should I get closer...? she wondered.

“Oh. So, you do?” asked Kogasa again. Reimu tilted her head, and nodded. “I was thinking you only ever wanted to um... have... se...”

Reimu straightened her back in surprise, grabbing the umbrella’s ear and rubbing it kindly. Her look on her face was hardly kind, however, and Kogasa’s mouth squirmed under the human’s glare. “We hung out before, didn’t we!” said Reimu. “And I invited you!” she reminded the youkai.

“Ah, ah, but—you could’ve just been trying to woo me, Miss Reimu...”

Reimu tugged her ear.

“Ow!”

“I just wanted to hang out with you! And we had a great time together!” Reimu insisted.

“Y-You messed around with me when you took me home...” Kogasa muttered. She had a slight smile on her face. Reimu’s eyes narrowed to see it.

“I wasn’t planning on doing that, you damn monster umbrella...” she explained darkly. “If a duck comes to you with a green onion in its mouth, are you just supposed to ignore it and not dig in!?” she snapped.

“I’m the duck!?” Kogasa answered with a jolt.

“Your sweaty boobs are the onion...” said Reimu, looking.

“See!? You’re crazy!” Kogasa teased.

“I’m crazy about you, Kogasa,” Reimu returned, squeezing Kogasa’s hand and trying to look cool.

“Don’t try to look cool!” Kogasa shouted, unserious and rather mocking. “Miss Reimu... I bet you were thinking about doing something up here on the mountain!”

Reimu said, “... I wasn’t.”

“See!? You are a pervert!” Saying this, Kogasa laughed, and hearing that laughter made the shrine maiden’s heart feel... buoyant.

“Listen here...” Reimu began, and she lightly pushed the other girl down from the rock where they’d sat, falling over her with hand in hand and another hand still in the umbrella’s hair. Said umbrella guffawed at the move, and giggled. “There’s definitely times I wanna eat you, yeah...” the shrine maiden admitted, “but I also just like being with you. It’s not really about how you look for me. I like how you look because it’s you who looks like that.”

Still blushing, Kogasa repeated, “‘There’s times’...” and she asked, “You mean ‘most’ times, right...? That you want. To. ‘Eat’. Me... hmhm,” Reimu’s eyes widened as she looked into the youkai’s half-lid and two-color pair. She thus realized, She’s... being coy!

Reimu narrowed her eyes again.

“You shouldn’t tempt me,” she warned.

“Miss Reimu...” Kogasa said her name, and put her free hand to the human’s cheek. “Can we kiss?” she asked.

“... Y—! You don’t have to... ask...” Reimu answered, trying to not show how flustered the question had made her. To her surprise, Kogasa lifted her upper body from the earth, closing her eyes and parting her lips. She steeled herself, and leaned in.

“Nm... Miss Reimu...” Kogasa moaned and breathed as their lips were brought together.

Reimu sucked at her tongue, and panted against her cheek. “Kogasa...” she whispered in a moment between their shared affection, “I said you shouldn’t tempt me.” And yet, they kissed again.

As they parted from that, the youkai tittered softly. “You won’t do anything,” she said. “I just wanted to kiss, that’s all.” Each now had a hand in the other’s hair.

“Y-You’re being really forward.” Reimu noted.

“Kiss~ me~,” sang Kogasa, who thought for a second before adding, “and hug me tight?”

And Reimu did just that, pulling the other girl up and intensifying said kiss, all while squeezing the umbrella’s body tightly and feeling elated. With the boulder beside them, it felt like they were hiding away as they necked one another, and something about that heated the shrine maiden something fierce.

However, like Kogasa had asserted: she did nothing beyond that.

Soon their making out ceased, and they went at ease in one another’s arms.

“Let’s go to the village again,” said Kogasa quietly, finally answering Reimu’s first question.

“If I want to fuck you in an alley there,” Reimu said, “you’ve gotta let me, because I listened to you today.”

Kogasa exhaled from her nose and regarded the other girl curiously. “That doesn’t really sound like a fair deal,” she said.

“Doesn’t matter,” Reimu said, bringing the girl closer to her in her arms (which were extended over Kogasa’s back, hands hanging behind the youkai’s hips). She looked into Kogasa’s eyes again. “You’ll do it. Right?”

Kogasa’s body felt warm at the assertion. She shrunk a little, and nodded once. Reimu smiled an open smile.

“So are you in love with me yet?” she asked.

Kogasa closed her eyes. “H-Hmmm... ‘love’, huh...?” she muttered. Once more, she was being coy. Reimu brought her face to the umbrella’s ear.

“At least admit you’re my girlfriend,” Reimu whispered, “and I’ll let you kiss me again...”

Kogasa shivered, and smiled an open smile herself.


/ / / / /


“Y... Yeah,” said Kogasa with a nod. She looked at the human. “We’re dating...!”

Kyaa! I said it!

We’re real lovers! I... I’m Miss Reimu’s boyfriend!

—Girlfriend! I’m her girlfriend, and Miss Reimu is with me!


She stretched up, and pecked the other girl on her lips. All of this is real! I... I’m so happy...!

Miss Reimu...


The youkai somewhat lost herself to the joy of the truth.

And, by the time she regained self-awareness, her tongue was dancing with her girlfriend’s, the hands of whom were settled on her hips. Kogasa’s hands... were on Reimu’s chest, and she caught herself molding what was underneath the humans shirt. ... Wh-What am I doing!? she thought to herself, but didn’t stop.

Reimu pulled her tongue from her girl’s. Licking her lips she said, “Let’s get going, Kogasa. I’ve got to show you I’m not just some horny wolf.” She laughed, a touch bitterly, and stood up, leaving Kogasa’s hands raised. She pat off her skirt, and extended her hand toward her girlfriend’s. “Come on, Kogasa,” she said. Kogasa took her hand and was tugged onto her feet, She fell forward into Reimu’s chest again, and took her lips once more. Now holding her wrist, Reimu closed her eyes and allowed it.

“... Pwah! S-Sorry, um...” Kogasa stammered once she was done and not making eye-contact. “I keep kissing you, sorry...”

Reimu said nothing, only smiling serenely at the other girl. After a few seconds of letting her fret, she once more took the tsukumogami’s face into her hands, and kissed her back.

“Mm~!” Kogasa made a noise. Pulling out, Reimu once again licked her lips while smirking at the flushed umbrella.

“One, for one, one, one, and one more,” she said, marking the fifth initiated between them on their date. They then looked at one another, lost their smiles to a deeper blush for each, and from there kissed again, turning their heads and feeling impassioned as they did so. They bound their tongues together, and as they held hands, Kogasa realized that she perfectly understood what Reimu had meant before.

“I like how you look because it’s you who looks like that,” she’d said.

It was a nice sentiment, Kogasa thought.

And, it was one that she shared.


= = = = =


Their date would go on, but at the end of it...


Reimu’s choice:

[] Take Kogasa home to eat.

[] Bite the bullet, use your wallet, and buy a nice dinner in the village.

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To be clear, I WILL write a bit more date stuff, this is like a future choice.

image sources:
https://saucenao.com/images/static/siteicons/danbooru.ico
https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/71117451
https://danbooru.donmai.us/post/show/3964236
[x] Take Kogasa home to eat.
Close and personal... easy, now!
[x] Take Kogasa home to eat.
[x] Take Kogasa home to eat.
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>Choince
[x] Take Kogasa home to eat.
although with the way this story goes, we might end up eating her instead
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[X] Take Kogasa home to eat.


As before, their conversations as they continued to explore still meandered quite a lot. It was something Kogasa had noticed as well: Reimu never steered away from any of her questions or flights of fancy, and she had a lot. Not only would the shrine maiden keenly listen, she would respond earnestly and that...

More than so much else, the fact that Reimu wouldn’t ignore her made her more cheery than any other time, ever before.

When she could say, “Watch this!”, place a pinecone atop her head, and get an exasperated reply of, “The heck is that?” she felt elated. When she pointed at fish in a stream and named them, and Reimu remarked on how easy they were to catch, she felt giddy. When she began talking about a book she’d started reading and Reimu asked more about it, offering also summation of works she’d read, the umbrella youkai was outright tickled.

Reimu was always like this, she knew. Standoffish, certainly, and mean at times... but she would always listen keenly. Assuming she hadn’t gotten annoyed with something you’d said, and thrown a needle at your gut and an ofuda at your cheek.

Even that meant she’d been hearing you out, however.

Kogasa found it nice to have that ear all to herself. Well, she’d admitted that the two of them were dating at the very least. That meant that ear was hers, very nearly (and, almost) whenever.

She grabbed it now, between her thumb and forefinger.

“... What?” Reimu asked. They were heading down the mountain, toward a stand they could sit at for a simple lunch. A youkai ran it, but the eels she sold were, supposedly, all on the up and up. Looking at the tsukumogami, Reimu blushed and muttered, “You want to make out again...?”

Kogasa pulled her hand back and flinched, denying the shrine maiden with an unconfident, “N-No...!”

However, Reimu surprised her again. “Ah...” the tsukumogami breathed. As they walked, her human had brought her arm around the youkai’s waist. Kogasa’s heart thumped, and she shut her mouth.

Reimu brought herself closer, standing under her girlfriend’s tool half and tongue, leaning close as she whispered into the girl’s ear, “It’s fine if you want to... while there’s still nobody around.” With this said, she smiled lightly and looked, quiet, into the umbrella’s two-color eyes.

And Kogasa felt warm all over. Aw, nooo... she thought, mewling in her head. How come Miss Reimu gets me like this so quickly...?

After parting her lips to breathe for a few moments, Kogasa met the shrine maiden’s gaze to tell her, “At home...”

Reimu’s eyebrows rose. Then, after lowering them, she smirked. “Not ‘the shrine’?” she asked. Kogasa reddened further than she’d already been, and shrunk into herself. Reimu pulled back her arm, and took Kogasa’s hand, pulling her along. The youkai looked up in surprise, finding the human’s joyful face staring back. “Come on,” she said. “It’s my stomach that’s hungry right now. I was thinking the same thing: we can get at that other ‘hunger’... back ‘home’!”

A smile returned to Kogasa’s lips as she was tugged forward; one affectionate, though embarrassed, for the Hakurei that was dragging her ahead.

= = = = =

“I guess I should hold it in a week. The weather should be fine, though without any events going on it might be hard getting people to show up...”

“Hm...”

“You usually show up, Bird. Would you for this?”

The addressed bird, standing behind a counter and before a grill, leapt in place and looked at the human who’d addressed her, readjusting her chef’s uniform. “Of course, Miss Reimu,” the pink-haired bird said, folding her wings (which had flared out) behind her back. “Tell me when, and I’ll be there.”

Kogasa munched on a skewer of eel while watching the interaction beside and before her. Reimu’s presence had, since they showed up, clearly put the youkai proprietor on edge. Kogasa thought that was admirable. Imagine: if you could frighten someone just by nearing them.

The tension was a bit uncomfortable for her, however. She offered her fellow youkai, a night sparrow named Mystia Lorelei, a sympathetic smile. She could understand why the girl was apprehensive. This Mystia was more of a troublemaker than Kogasa was, and her food stand was about the only reputable thing about her. She was a somewhat infamous sparrow, known for noise complaints from her hellraising musical band, and for the blindness she caused from her musical, curse-laden voice.

Reimu was not here regarding any of that, however: she was here for food, and that clearly made the youkai suspicious. Kogasa could certainly relate. She looked back at the human, watching her eat off her skewer and tap the counter absently. She felt tickled, and even giggled at the sight. So, Reimu looked back. And, she frowned.

“What?” she asked, a bit concerned. “Is it a bad idea, you think?”

Kogasa hopped on her stool and quickly shook her head. “No! No! You should do it! I’m rooting for you!”

“What the heck?” replied Reimu with a chuckle, through a cheek full of eel. She swallowed. “I don’t really need an ouendan, I need ideas and uhhh... I think Aunn called them ‘vendors’.” Aunn was the tsukumogami of the Hakurei Shrine’s komainu guardians, always standing by the entrance. Kogasa had only seen her once or twice. Did she have some business sense? As she pondered this, Reimu grinned rather slyly. “But really, ‘rooting for me’, huh... You said you wanted to cheer me up before, too. Is ‘cheerleader’ ‘another one of your jobs’?” the human teased.

“I... I did cheer you up, right!?” Kogasa fired back in defense. “If I wanted to, I could be one!”

Reimu turned her head forward once more and closed her eyes, still smirking. “Sure, sure,” she said, though it far less mocking than Kogasa would have expected.

“Ahem...” The bird cleared her throat, and her two patrons looked her way. “You two are doing business now, too?” she asked, making conversation as any polite stall owner should. “I’m surprised to see the Shrine Maiden going along so naturally with a youkai, and one who’s never ran any stands at gatherings or festivals before... no offense, Miss Kogasa.”

“No, no! None taken!” the chipper tsukumogami replied with a hand waving in dismissal and lifting her skewer for another bite. She glanced at Reimu and paused, lifting her eyebrows. The girl was gnawing at the end of her skewer and she looked... frozen.

Reimu said, with a quivering tone, “MhhHm, y-yyaah... F-Funny... Funny.”

Kogasa gulped down the eel she’d bitten into.

She just keeps muttering “funny”... the youkai observed with a bead of sweat inching down one cheek. After all: she was. Reimu was stammering, and her girlfriend somewhat recognized the faded look in those shaking eyes, as well that distinctly pallid color of her skin: as if the human had been drained of blood. While the youkai wasn’t certain what this entirely meant, if it was similar to how she’d seen it before... Miss Reimu was likely about to be really very awkward, if she could speak at all.

O-Ohh... I... I should say something! That is what the umbrella reasoned.

She looked at Mystia, who was beginning to tilt her scarf-adorned head at her red and white customer. The blue and white customer—


[] clapped Reimu on the shoulder with her free hand. “I’ll be running a show at the festival!” she said.

[] held up both her hands and said, “W-We became friends! I’m friends with the Shrine Maiden!”

[] waved her hand in dismissal again, telling the proprietor, “We just ran into each other around here! I usually do blacksmithing for Miss Reimu, so it’s normal!”
[x] held up both her hands and said, “W-We became friends! I’m friends with the Shrine Maiden!”
[X] clapped Reimu on the shoulder with her free hand. “I’ll be running a show at the festival!” she said.

Time to put those juggling skills to good use!
[X] held up both her hands and said, “W-We became friends! I’m friends with the Shrine Maiden!”
[X] clapped Reimu on the shoulder with her free hand. “I’ll be running a show at the festival!” she said.
[X] clapped Reimu on the shoulder with her free hand. “I’ll be running a show at the festival!” she said
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[X] clapped Reimu on the shoulder with her free hand. “I’ll be running a show at the festival!” she said.


“Oh!” the bird gasped, her eyebrows raising.

Reimu stiffened under the umbrella’s hand.


\ \ \ \ \


!?

!?!?


“What are you going to do?” asked Mystia, to Reimu’s partner.

Her partner answered, “I’ll... juggle!”

...!

“Y-You’re ready for that...?” asked the shaky Reimu. Kogasa cutely glared, and covertly poked the human in her side, forcing her to slouch in reflex.

“I’ve been practicing!” said Kogasa, flicking her fingers forward in a dismissive, but playful gesture at the food cart owner. “Miss Reimu’s been helping me!” Saying this, Kogasa put her arm around Reimu’s back and pulled her in, shoving her chest against the side of Reimu’s face. It was then that the Shrine Maiden caught on.

“Yeah... and I was helping her today, too,” Reimu muttered. She was settling down, and was now toying with the front of Kogasa’s skirt. If Kogasa was noticing it, she gave no indication that she was.

Reimu lifted the garment a little, and peaked at the umbrella’s thighs.

“I guess I kinda thought you two were... ah, never mind,” said Mystia, seeming to mean nothing by it from her tone and carriage, however...

Reimu went cold once again, ceasing her exploration.

What... precisely did that bird think? And, what did it mean that she did? Think that? Whatever it was.

Reimu had to know.

With her hand over the top of Kogasa’ wrinkled skirt and thus, her healthy and calming thigh, Reimu lifted her eyes so they might meet the bird youkai’s.

“Keep talking,” she said. The moments-ago cheerful Mystia knew the tone the Shrine Maiden had taken well as any youkai in Gensokyo could. She shook her head.

“No,” twittered the bird girl, “I didn’t mean anything by it.” And indeed: she even seemed as if she wasn’t certain there was anything to be meant by what she’d begun to say. Nevertheless...

“Tell me, or I’ll change what meat’s on the menu here,” the human threatened. The two youkai were shaken in an instant.

“Friends,” Mystia whispered, “I thought, ‘how crazy, for the shrine maiden to have a youkai friend she’s close to outside the Shrine...’”

Reimu felt peculiar.

... No, that wasn’t right: she in fact felt very usual—however the circumstances behind being consumed with this sensation were unlike any time before for her.

She felt like when she was on the job. She felt like the perfectly sharpened edge of a knife—she felt she was that knife’s point, aimed and poised straight at Mystia Lorelei’s throat. Her five senses had become fully aware, and she knew where she was, and that something needed to happen, just not “what”. Instinct was driving her.

Clearheaded, she decided to answer the youkai.


[] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”
(or she tried)
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, +8 modifier (so +20). +8 as Reimu is focused, with the truth as her goal. Fantasy.
To-pass: 23.

[] She steadily eyed Mystia and told her, clearly, “Yes. We’re friends.”
(or she tried)
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, +2 modifier (so +14). +2 as Reimu is focused, but with the truth as her goal she has less confidence in this answer. Impossible.
To-pass: 20.

[] She steadily eyed Mystia and told her, clearly, “No. We’re not friends.”
(or she tried)
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, -2 modifier (so +10). -2 as Reimu is a poor liar, focused or not, and this answer is the least honest. Godly.
To-pass: 17.
[x] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”

Assert dominance
[X] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”
[X] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”

When in doubt, double down.
[x] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”
[X] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”
(or she tried)

All in
Alright

[X] She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”
(or she tried)
A check of Reimu’s Composure, 2d6 with a +12, +8 modifier (so +20). +8 as Reimu is focused, with the truth as her goal. Fantasy.
To-pass: 23.


Roll next post.
⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄ ⚅

Rolling 2d6 plus 20 => 30 (5, 5, Rolls: 10)
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Roll results: 5, 5, +20 = 30 | Success.

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She picked up her hand from Kogasa’s thigh, draped it over the girl’s shoulders, and pulled her in, kissing her, firmly. When finished, she looked into Mystia’s eyes and told her, “We’re not friends. We’re in a relationship.”

Kogasa was stunned.

Mystia was stunned.

But, she could speak.

“I—” the proprietor started, “I’ve gotta tell Kyouko about this...!” She proprietor looked thrilled.

“Is that okay, Miss Reimu...?” Kogasa whispered, and her concern was presented openly, in her voice and through her eyes. “Y-Your reputation...”

“It’ll come out eventually,” answered Reimu, her gaze still steady on the bird happily tweeting before them. “And if anyone asks I’m better off telling the truth.” She lowered her eyes, and said this only to Kogasa: “Besides, I’m head over heels for you, and a really bad liar.”

Kogasa surely knew by now: that was clear and certain.

“... So we can be clingy when we’re in front of people aside from Miss Marisa? You can... hold my hand and pull me in and stuff?” asked the umbrella.

Reimu replied, “Yeah.”

“And in front of Mystia.”

“Yeah.”

“And Sekibanki, too...”

“Eh? Who?”

“Okay...” said Kogasa with some finality, and a lot of quiet warmth. She found Reimu’s other hand, clenched over the Shrine Maiden’s dress, and put hers over it. They looked at one another, and the umbrella told her, “I want you to.”

“Wow! You’re not joking! That’s so crazy...!” said the eel-seller, drawing the attention of the two, whose faces were now very close—nearly side by side. She was beaming, her eyes shut and her hands together. After another moment of basking in joy at what the two had revealed, the youkai raised her right hand, put down all the fingers on it but her small and pointer finger, bent her thumb under the middle two, and said, boisterously, “Punk!”

Wha...

Reimu frowned.

She absolutely did not know what that was supposed to mean. Kogasa mirrored the gesture, and donned an awkward smile. By her brow, Reimu knew she was also perplexed.

“We’ll try not to let bad birds know!” Mystia claimed.

You’re a bad bird,” Reimu reminded her, with a glare.

“I’m ‘cool’ bad,” Mystia explained, still chipper as she turned over some meat on her grill. “Kyouko, too!”

“Kyouko is loud,” noted Reimu, after softly adding, “not that I really care.”

Beside her, Kogasa sighed with a smile.

That was it, at any rate.

It was hard to keep secrets in Gensokyo... thinking that, a seed of anxiety felt as if it had buried within her heart.

However, she didn’t really understand it...

The two youkai chatted until the meal was done, and a little after. Reimu remained mostly quiet, concerned with where her feelings had been born of... and being unable to discern that whatsoever. But, it didn’t leave her frustrated.

Sitting next to that umbrella, being upset proved for the young maiden very difficult.

= = = = =

They returned to the shrine after bidding the youkai farewell.

Apparently she was also in a musical duo... Reimu had recalled something about that. That was supposedly the reason the bird had held up her hand oddly and said “punk”. Also apparently: Kogasa wasn’t joking. Her girlfriend was determined to run a show. Kogasa running a show, Kogasa being her girlfriend, announcing a festival, trying to get Kogasa to get Kogasa to say, “I’m in love with you, Reimu”...

I’ve got a lot I need to do, huh... she thought, as they summited the staircase to the Shrine (Kogasa had asked to walk). It was much later now. She was hungry again. She’d heard Kogasa’s stomach once or twice. They walked to the main building, hand in hand, while Reimu’s eyes wandered, searching for anything out of place.

Now what to do about dinner...? she wondered as she slipped off her shoes and stepped onto her porch.

She looked back at her girlfriend as the tsukumogami took off her own footwear. They were still holding hands.

What to do...


[] Impress her with your cooking skills (Marisa stole all chances yesterday).

[] Teach Kogasa some things about cooking (the tsukumogami is clearly inept in the kitchen).


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Head's up: I think this story is getting nearer to completion. I can see the ending.
[x] Teach Kogasa some things about cooking (the tsukumogami is clearly inept in the kitchen).

We get ever closer to naked-apron Kogasa cooking dinner for Reimu
[x] Teach Kogasa some things about cooking (the tsukumogami is clearly inept in the kitchen).

One step for cooking skills, one giant leap towards having apron-clad Kogasa making edible food
on second thoughts, that doesn't really work
[x] Teach Kogasa some things about cooking (the tsukumogami is clearly inept in the kitchen).
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