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>>45615166
In Yukari’s body, the self-purported Jailbreak King roughly grabbed Anon before opening a gap and hopping through it with him. Anon could hear more bottles crashing as they left the HSE together.

“Who the hell is the ‘Jailbreak King’? I’ve lived here for more than a decade and this is the first I’m hearing of you!”

“What, that shitty Hakurei brat didn’t pass down the legend of the daring Miyadeguchi Mizuchi, Hero to Humanity, Feller of Youkai, Scourge of Detectives?”

The name Mizuchi was a little familiar… Something about possessing bodies? His head was still swimming, so he couldn’t quite remember how the story ended, just that a lot of people were humiliated.

“So… you’re a ghost? How are you going to show me the error of my ways?”

“Easy! With this yook’s body, I’ll travel into the past to your worst mistake! I don’t even need to think about it, her body just knows how to make these gaps on instinct. C’mon, I wanna see you do something dumb.” Touchinghis chest, Mizuchi closed her eyes to find his feelings of regret and remorse. Allowing Yukari’s body to do the rest, she opened a gap into the past, finding the moment Anon regretted most. “Here we go: Let’s see something funny.”

Traveling through the tear in space and time, Anon found himself floating next to a girl dressed in a stylish version of prison stripes. “All we can do is watch. It’s much easier to do. Now, where the hell are we?”

“This is my house… Back when I lived with Hana. But, I don’t remember doing anything wrong here.” Hearing footsteps, Anon looked around to see none other than his past self, putting up a kettle to boil. He was haggard and bruised. Anon was a shadow of a man. It was a wonder he could support his own body until he remembered how much pain it caused him to move. He was still lost as to why Mizuchi brought him here until he heard a noise coming from his bedroom. Out strode Yukari Yakumo, nails sharp and posture hunched.

In a flash, Yukari lunged for Anon, grappling his weak body and dragging him back into his bedroom. “Shhh. Quiet. I have something special prepared for you. You wouldn’t want to ruin that by attracting unwanted attention, would you?” Mustering every bit of his will, Anon grabbed at any piece of furniture he could use to anchor himself, even clawing at the wooden floor. Still, the lustful youkai was able to drag him back into her gap, sealing his fate.

“Wow. That’s what you regret most? Being kidnapped against your will? That doesn’t even make sense!”

Anon walked over to stove and tried turning a knob. His hand phased through. “When I saw Yukari, I could have screamed, ran, thrown something: Anything to make escape easier. Instead, I just turned off the stove. My first instinct was to make sure it didn’t boil over.” The human looked over the kettle mournfully.

“That’s really lame. Let’s see if there’s anything juicier.” Once more, the girl put a hand up to Anon’s chest. “Hmm. ‘Not having the rice ready for Reimu,’ ‘Letting the bath get cold before Reimu came home, ‘Yelling at Hana for breaking something’… Either you’re some kinda psychopath hiding hundreds of murders or you’re a real unexciting shmuck. Oh, but your chest is pretty well sculpted…”

Tearing his mind out of the past and pulling it back into the present, Anon found himself once more in his dirty living room with Yukari’s body in front of him. Once again, Yukari was pressing herself against him with wandering hands. Only it was now some girl possessing Yukari and forcing her to do this.

“You know, you may not have done anything all that bad in the past, but I know some really naughty stuff we can get up to right now~.” Fear shot up Anon’s spine as his body instinctively responded to Mizuchi’s words. They were no different from what Yukari would say, but her delivery promised a unique threat.

“Hold on, you’re supposed to be guiding spirit that steers me right! This is no way to act!”

Mizuchi simply shrugged off the sleeve of her dress, bringing her head close to Anon’s ear. “I’m no guiding spirit, baby. I’m a vengeful spirit. I’ll rock your world like a Hakurei miko never could.”

In the nick of time, a fist collided with Yukari’s temple, sending her flying into the same corner as the broken Christmas tree.

“Well, that didn’t go as expected. Are you okay?” Turning to the gentle, motherly voice, Anon saw Yuyuko floating in the air, an innocent expression on her face. It brought to mind kindness, patience… and endless plates of food that were left on the table.

“Yes, she didn’t do anything to me.Since you’re here, can you help me clean up a bit? There’s a stack of your plates in that corner—”

“No time, I must show you the error of your ways!” Taking his hand, Yuyuko flew Anon out of the HSE.

>>33830554
The rumors were true all along