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Satori

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With all the trouble lately and making preparations for Koishi’s child, who also turned out to be Kokoro’s due to the mask of hope, somehow. Satori hadn’t realized Orin's scarceness around lately, which was not totally worrying; she could take care of herself.

Satori sighed and grabbed the bottle of pills she kept on her desk, her headaches were becoming more frequent, maybe she could offload some work to Kokoro, but all that slacker seemed interested in doing was Noh and her sister. At the very least keeping track of them was relatively easy with Koishi not popping out of conscious perception, although the new problem of her sister’s bouts of narcolepsy and wandering into other people's dreams was also a problem.

Of course, the Oni were no help, paperwork wasn't fighting and partying so they weren't interested, and for all she loved her pets… well they were animals for a reason. Sighing as she got out of her office chair Satori decided, she'd have to find Orin herself.

Putting on her elementary schooler-sized detective hat and grabbing her magnifying glass, Satori struck a pose, it was time for ’The Return of Cheating Detective Satori.’ Of course, this was just her own way of getting out of work; hopefully, there were less vengeful spirits this time around.

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According to some of the other cats she kept had last seen Orin when Kokoro and that troublesome fairy visited. While Satori was talking to Kokoro, Cirno had closed the exit to the waiting room before her office and had talked to Orin, when it had opened the other cats saw Orin fleeing the room as fast as possible.

Moving towards Koishi’s and now Kokoro’s room, opening the door she could see the two of them curled up together, clinging onto each other on the bed, both fully clothed, Satori wouldn’t tolerate Kokoro’s presence if she as so much as touched the bare skin of her sister.

Creeping into the pitch-black room she touched upon their minds with her eye. Koishi was the same from when she tried to read her mind earlier, unlike when she had touched oblivion she could feel the presence of a concise mind, but it was immaterial and would slip through Satori’s psychic grasp. Kokoro was easier, the minds of Tsukumogami were orderly and clean, She reached forward to find the information she pleased about the ice fairy a voice interrupted.

“My, my, I don’t believe we’ve met the little underworld princess.” The voice of a woman responded, it was sly and smug sounding, completely unlike the mostly emotionless and monotone used by Kokoro.

Satori had a good guess on who she was based on her conversations with Kokoro. ”Hata no Kawakatsu, Okina Matara. Your puppet has infiltrated my palace, made herself a companion to my sister, and brought strange enemies to my palace and kingdom, as the Queen of Former Hell. tell me, why should I not expel your presence.” The coils of Satori’s eyes wound and spread themselves across the room, tails tipped with pink hearts prepared to strike.

All she heard in response was laughter, “Hahaha… Well, other than your lack of ability to do so, you mistake my influence over my child as total control, while the ice godling is a servant of mine she came here of her own will, and her mission was only tangentially related to locating your sister.”

“What are your intentions towards my sister. This is not your place, return to the hell of blood pools or Gensokyo I do not care which.” Satori was tired of these interlopers, all the gods of Gensokyo had ever managed to do was create more problems for her to deal with and attack the already troublesome and exiled youkai she had to deal with.

“Do not worry yourself, your sister is safe and I have kept the sensitive information from prying eyes. Other than that, I have no intentions towards your sister, the actions of my creation, my daughter’s actions are entirely her own.” The voice sounded green and pink and Satori could feel the location Okina held in Kokoro’s mind, the very back, where you put things you’d rather not think about, but couldn’t avoid forgetting.

Satori did not entirely trust this foreign god, but she did not sense any lies. Waiting for a moment she spoke. “While that may be, she is of your creation, and by your will, she sought out my sister, do not return here or the Yama will be notified, I have enough trouble as is.”

The voice of the secret god returned, evading Satori's psychic touch deftly as she felt for it. “If you are truly worried, I would pay more attention to that cat of yours, she’s been making quite the trouble lately and I wouldn’t want anything happening to her.” The door in the back of Kokoro’s mind closed, stopping Satori’s psychic touch as she reached towards it.

After scanning the rest of Kokoro's mind she decided, “My sister cares a lot about you, Hata no Kokoro, be careful.” She still had to find Orin. Hopefully, Okuu would know where she was.