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If she was nothing, she was a reporter. Doing her job meant using the right tools. As the forerunners in technological ingenuity in Gensokyo, it was obvious that Aya’s camera came from the Kappa. While it had a number of superfluous features, it had the basic tools no modern camera would be complete without: Optional flash, a timer, and, of course, an automatic repeater. Never one to miss a good scoop, Aya always primed her camera with these features before investigating a mystery. If worse comes to worst, she’d leave a record of her death behind for the last Bunbunmaru.

Momiji Inubashiri, a constant friend of the kappa and victim to Aya’s schemes, remembered this habit of hers when she woke up on the floor of a bathroom, legs entangled with someone else’s. Surveying her environment in an instant, the proud guardian of the Youkai Mountain knew that some mysterious, unsolvable accident happened and she had to escape culpability before someone saw. Locating the camera that slid into a corner, she gently rose from the dripping-wet crow tengu lying beneath her. Unfortunately, an iron grip, burning with vengeance, clasped around her wrist. A voice, sweet as honey and deadly as poison, came from the slick body underneath her.

“Oh Momiji-chan~, where are you going?”
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It was over in a flash: After surviving a bathroom assault, the crow tengu leveled up enough to bind Momiji with Anon’s juban and the straps from her bag and camera. With the wolf immobilized, Aya made her way to her prized possession on unsteady feet. 95% of these positions were lost to her memory: Sucking fingers, 69ing, scissoring, Momiji straddling her leg and humping her crotch, the list went on and on as Aya felt cramps form in places she didn’t know existed as she watched her body twist in horrifying effigies of lust. The final set of pictures showed Aya wearing Anon’s juban and humping Momiji from behind. So that’s why she had it on when she woke up.

Standing over the bound wolf tengu, Aya felt a sense of victory she hadn’t had in a long time. And yet, there was also a nagging sense of pity. Agh, why couldn’t she just enjoy this?! It wasn’t even her fault this time! It was self-defense! Well, nothing would happen if they stayed silent, so she spoke to her prisoner. “Mo-”

“I have one request.” The wolf tengu’s ears and tail stood straight, rigid as a mountain.

“And what would that be?”

“There is a knife strapped to the back of my shield. Place it in my right hand. Then, when I have expired, use my sword to cut off my head. Never allow Tenma-sama to witness my defiled body.”

“You know, you used your tongue for at least half of what you did to me. Look, you can see here when you put it in my-

“Then I shall bite it off and die now!” For a girl that was completely immobile, Momiji put up a surprising amount of effort as Aya made a makeshift-gag from odds and ends in her bag. With her attacker finally, FULLY trapped, Aya prepared to make her demands. She did her best to emulate a similarly stuck-up Yama, holding her camera just like her rod: “MOMIJI INUBASHIRI! You have brought great dishonor to the tengu! Stealing a man’s clothes to masturbate with! Sniffing it to bring yourself into heat! Shirking your duties to masturbate in a bathroom! Cavorting with a woman! FORCING a woman to cavort with you! Continuing to do it for an hour! And finally, attempting to escape the scene of the crime! For a proud white wolf, the only judgment you could possibly expect past the Sanzu River is Black!” Oh crap, her “soul” was starting to cry. Her ears flopped downward and her tail dropped limply. She had to be gentle, but firm.

“However! There is still yet a chance for you to redeem your sinful soul and protect the dignity of the tengu!”Her and Aya’s dignity, that is. “As penance, you shall serve me, unfailingly, until I have forgiven you for your transgression. Do you accept the terms?”

“Mhmmmhphmphm!” Right, the gag. “I surrender. I’ll do your bidding, you sneaky crow. What do you want from me?”

“You shall assist me-alright, I’m done with that. Momiji, I can’t do this alone. You’ve seen Anon, right? Sitting in his prison all day, bruised and battered, victim to all kinds of drugged-up women. That’s not right, whether the Tenma or a Sage agrees with it. I’m busting him out and taking him somewhere safe from harm, where nobody can force him to do anything.” Hearing Aya’s genuine concern for another -for a kind human like Anon, it brought hope to Momiji’s heart. Hope that she could do something truly righteous to make amends to both him and Aya.

“And we’re dismantling the tengu establishment.” As quickly as it came, the light left Momiji’s eyes as she bit her tongue, promising to see the crow again in Hell. When Aya tried to stop her, she scooted away as much as possible, choosing to die.

(Part 33)