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>>45634206
Here you are, anon. I'm breaking this into two posts because it is too long for just one.
I plan on making a continuation of this, as it turned out to be much longer than I expected (because I thought giving some context for how Anon will meet Yukari and drink with her in the first place would be important).
I thought of other ways this could have gone down. Maybe Anon would be working at an izakaya and receive an unexpected, purple visitor after closing, or maybe he would have been returning home from work and suddenly noticed a certain someone staring at him from a gap while he rested and got drunk, but I got excited writing this idea of him being a relatively ignorant gapped human who settled in the village coming across the Yakumos (hence also the length and why it does not cut directly to him drinking with Yukari).
It is my first time writing a story like this. I hope you like it and apologise if it is bad.

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You would have done well to heed the advice of the villagers, you thought to yourself as the door before you opened to reveal a tall, blonde woman… and her nine tails. A tall, blonde youkai and her nine tails.
“Don’t stay out late! There’s beasts out there!”, you heard countless times. But could they blame you? You had only been here for some months by now, and you barely knew your way around. Sure, it might have been a stupid idea to go so far the village upstream, but your catches had been getting better and better, and you got a little too excited with fishing, or the sen your haul promised, and lost track of time.
Then, on the way home, the low light of the dusk, a step off the path you had taken and a walk in circles in the forest as your anxiety grew to fear, and then dread when you realised you had become hopelessly lost. And to top it all off, that… thing, not unlike a young child, that had chased you with glistening red eyes through the dark, that forced you to drop everything you had caught as you entered a frenzied sprint into the unknown. You ran and ran for who knows how many hours, until you knew no more. The only thing to redeem this spell of bad luck had been the fact you had woken up on the forest floor the next day. And in one piece!
Still, it all seemed hopelessly lost. Though, contrary to expectation, your sense of direction was not entirely dull, the thick forest canopy made it impossible to know where east or west was. Pick a random direction and walk down it it was, then. But how many days had you walked by now? Three. Three? You had counted three last time it got dark. Or was that the time prior? And, at any rate, when was the last time you ate? Had you not seen this tree already once? Twice? You no longer knew. Your only option was to keep walking and pray none of those beasts would cross your path.
Which leads us to now. Night was approaching again, so, naturally, you felt quite relieved when you finally came across a path cut through the foliage, and that soon grew to excitement once the trees started clearing up, then followed by a light, and another one, and another one! Oh, thank God, you thought, as at last a large house came into view, your excitement and half-crazed mind from the hunger preventing you from asking yourself who exactly would be living here, in the middle of... nowhere.
Well, at last your question had been answered, if now your cheer had fallen through the roof, along with any hopes you had held for a brief moment, just one, of getting out of this alive. So much spent running away from youkai, and now, face to face with one… Though this one didn’t seem interested in going after you. She just stood there, glaring, as though waiting for you to say what could have possibly led you to her door. She slowly moved her tails from side to side. Each reminded you of a swaying snake about to strike.
Should you run? Plead for your life? Do nothing? Charge at her? Your mind froze thinking of what to do. Was this the end? It was not a bad run, but you wished you could at least have lived to se-
“Can I help you?”
…Why, yes, she could he- What?

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>>15500042
It is, isn't it?

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>>14935761
That is forbidden.

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