/jp/ - Otaku Culture

The meeting was a tactical one. My main allies should talk about themselves, maneuvers and limits understood and good food eaten…

… Though I should've expected a meeting between ladies to go… differently.

The lackeys have already sat down and are eating—etiquette varies and, somehow, the amusing monkey is a sloppier eater than the zombie—Ran periodically squirming in her seat, though an expert at hiding the signs… And Seiga recounts loudly and proudly how she dressed Anon in scandalous cat ears and made him meow. "It was adorable~you don't know what you're missing, Remi."

"Cat ears~? So out of fashion," she rises her glass of wine. Sakuya pops into existence by her side and, gracefully, fills the glass with blood masquerading as wine, reappearing the next moment back on her seat, elegant as ever. "I prefer to be daring. I'd transform him into a high vampire, feeding him my royal blood and marking him forever as mine. Then, we'd perform the acts of flesh under a scarlet moon. Now that would be a dignifying night for me." Seiga laughs, Kasen looks at Remi with concealed disgust and Konngara ponders.

"I'd ask him to dress like a monkey, but I think it'd be racist. Humans are nitpicky with that." The monkey shrugs.

"You're all so soft. The type of sex we like in the Netherworld is of the most violent, defiling, and raw type." Yachie speaks with her chin lifted, using her tail to sip some red as she cuts a steak. Biten frowns, as if cogitating, but Yachie cuts her before she can even start. "No, I wouldn't put a tortoise's carapace on his back. Sexing a cadaver is beyond me."

"Another one missing a lot~" Seiga says, and her zombie laughs. Or tries.

"Sex." Konngara tastes the word, eating as if replicating a kata. "Never had it." Simple words yet garnering attention from all over the table—minus Ran, focused on keeping it together and Kasen, adorably playing with her food, eyes half closed—Konngara frowns. "… What?"

"Don't give me a 'what?'! You're older than Youkai's Mountain’s namesake—" Konngara narrows her eyes, and Seiga's smile turns a tad more devilish. "—and you have never experienced a thick dick throbbing inside of you?"

"No."

Seiga sighs out loud. "Ah~I'm surrounded by prudes that hate the joys of life." Remi nods—meaning Sakuya also nodded. "After this mess is done and Okina is defeated, we all should go have fun with Anon—a vampire, a wicked hermit, two sages, a zombie, an oni, a monkey, Yachie-san—" The turtle-dragon frowned. "—a maid and a kitsune~now that's a night to never forget."

"Hm…" Remi scans the table, red eyes shining as she drinks from her glass. "Yes, it'd be a very suitable commemoration."

Kasen seems to want to say something, but my hidden hand beneath the table makes her body jolt and, groaning, stops herself, shifting to munch on caramelized meat. Her fifteenth.

"Do you all expect to survive an encounter with Okina Matara and Yuuka Kazami?" Konngara asks out of nowhere, to which responses are varied. Remi simply hums—the Lady of Night, also Mistress of Fate. I wouldn't expect her to accept me into her mansion if fate wasn't favorable to her. Seiga and Yachie smile, expectant. Kasen looks empty. Ran stares at me and, unaffected, I giggle.

"Okina doesn't have half the quality of the weaponry the HSE has, and Yuuka is a far cry from what her reputation may entail. None of you are facing Okina, too—we think the same and will naturally find our way to each other in a battle~" I explain, holding my chin with a hand. If Konngara is convinced or not, it’s not apparent as she turns back to eating.

"Careful now, Yukari. Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer." Remi says, and the tone is that of a child parroting their parents.

I hum lightly, not offended. "It's not overconfidence. Preparedness makes the woman, Remi—If anything goes awry, I know I have Kasen at my side~isn't that right, dear?" I state, pulling my hand from beneath the table—hiding the wet fingers—, following by picking up a strawberry from my plate and eating it whole, licking the juices out of my fingers. Kasen struggles to not look.

"… Yes." She says, squirming in place.

"I wonder if people will judge us for beating up a cripple."

All eyes go to Biten.

She slowly stops munching. Yachie groans, hiding her face with her tail. Seiga is snickering behind her palm and Remilia looks at Sakuya with a lifted brow.

The maid clears her throat. "Societal judgment aside—not beating said cripple just because she's crippled would be a far worse offense." Sakuya clarifies.

"Oh… yeah, that, uh, m-makes sense." She quickly goes back to munching, her tail contorted to make all of us aware of her embarrassment.

I wonder if Hana will feel the same way about what I have prepared for her tonight~though it'd be unlike of her to dislike her loveable mother's appearance at her birthday party.

Ah, the many memories we'll make! Meeting her friends, talking about our history.

I hum in delight~

Tonight shall be stellar.

On a date with Yukari!!

Yukari invites you to dinner and asks that you bring a few foods of your choosing; bonus points if you cook them yourself.
What do you bring and why?

I love Yukarin! I really do!

>>13992307
Me too. I like to think she loves afternoon tea.

Yukari with Pie

>>12189064
Refined tea parties while flirting with Yukarin