/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Rikako exited the bathroom, feeling like a robot who was just given fresh batteries. “Ah, that’s better. Maybe now I can finally focus on actually working on-WHAT THE DICKENS?!?” The serine shut-in scientist shouted, surprised at the Shikigami’s shadowing showup. What on earth was that thing and some nobody Tengu doing at her stand?

“Hello, Mrs. Asakura.” Ran said, trying to greet the two with the best stern face her tired body could muster up. “I believe this is supposed to be your refreshing drink stand, correct?”

“...Affirmative. Well it WAS until a fairy basically hijacked it.”

“That’s me! I’m the fairy!” Lemontene interjected, laughing.

“Then I’m afraid you’ll need to move.“ The golden fox elaborated. “The placement of this Lemonade Stand violates… *yawn* The law set in place on November 7th, 1945. You are not allowed to host unofficial non-sage approved venues in at least 100 feet of the perimeter of a location with high traffic. Please… *yawn* Please do not make this harder than it needs to be and relocate as soon as possible.”

“WHAT?!? Since when was that ever an established law? Who are YOU to decide such things? Last I checked, you aren't a police officer.” Rikako asked, flabbergasted.

“You… *YAWN* You can *COUGH* You can thank Kappa, Businessmen and Yamawaro for abusing it to its limits while it wasn’t outlawed. I personally don’t really mind your project but several employees at The Hakurei Shrine Experience™ have given us demands due to worries of potential lost sales.”

“Okay, Okay. You’ve made your point. We’ll move somewhere else. I’ll start packing up our things.” The purple scientist chirped.

“I-I don’t get it. Aren’t you supposed to be a soulless computer? I hear some of the other fairies call you that at the misty lake. So then why are you so tired?” Lemontene questioned.

“Ignoring the other half of your question, Familial issues and the hefty workload of maintaining The Hakurei Shrine Experience™ have made it hard for Ran to get the recommended dosage of 8 hours of sleep.” the unnamed Tengu explained.

“Need… Morning Coffee…”

“Woooooooow…” Lemontene gasped, being way too invested in the concept of being tired.

“...Lemontart, where’s the pitcher? Or the “flavor enhancers''? In fact, where is ANY of our cooking materials? Did you eat them while I wasn’t looking or something?” Rikako asked