/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>46289847
she's just a lonely woman that likes company, you ungrateful brat! At least your husband doesn't complain and actually likes to entertain the hardworking sage of gaps

>>45630293
>"How do you look so cool and beautiful?"
Goro-san, lying is bad! We all know you want tips to port yourself better when crossdressing as Yukari, but are embarrassed to ask her for those!
the allegations get worse by the day…

>>45184263 (4/-)
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Flan is a refreshment.

Yukari is not.

Every second since that day I've been in her presence has been the worst second of my life, and although it'd be easy to loathe that forever, to lie down and cry as I did so much at the beginning of this nightmare, I refrain from doing so now. She already won too much—enslaving Kasen's mind, Hana’s… I won't let her have the satisfaction of breaking me.
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It's easier said than done, and I thank every God for the shining lights—cat ears, fluffy fox tails, pitch-black wings, green uniform with an attitude, light brown hair, smell of booze—in my life that keep me moving forward.

Someday, we'll fly away from here…

Now, I gesture my head, cleaning it from the thoughts, arms crossed as I watch Flan climb a tall tree, her eyes shining with playfulness—a giggling by my side chills my spine; "My, my~isn't she the sweetest kid?" Yukari says, sitting on a floating gap—wide, red eyes stare with cunning passivity. "What leads her, capable of flight, to do what she's about to do?"

Before being able to answer, a 'YA-HAHA!!' echoes: I move; eyes up, and—there! I catch a falling Flan in my arms, her laugh filling the forest as she struggles to get off my arms, immediately setting off to find another big tree to climb, grasping branches and bark like a little monkey. I watch from the bottom, awaiting, a small smile; "She's a kid at heart—so just likes to have fun." Yukari 'hmms…' to my answer.

"Kids will be kids, 500 years or not—refreshing, isn't it?" Something… tingles on my spine. Something bad, like a centipede crawling on me. I stare at her, and she giggles. "Nothing, nothing~just thinking about the future." It worsens. By a lot.

"Yukari—"

"YAHAHA!!" I move before noticing, watching as she falls and aligning my arms with her gliding body, not as heavy as it should be. She hugs me tight, laughing out loud, legs swinging, before repeating the routine and going to find an ever bigger tree.

"Beautiful paternal instincts." She continues, getting up from her gap—the edges of her dress magically avoiding scraping the ground—and standing by me, the silence between us thick as we watch Flan climb the tree, her parasol turning, a sweet humming leaving her lips… Feeling tiny in my own body, I turn to her, our eyes meeting. Her amethysts are as beautiful as ever, yet there's something in them that wasn't there that night she told me about Reimu's situation and what would be the only way to save her—something that gave me nightmares until the day Chen told me all she did for my ex-wife and brought me to tears.

… Certainty.

"—Atta, girl!" I jolt as Yukari's slim arms catch a falling Flan, parasol consumed by a gap; Flan's wings go up and down full of life, thin arms hugging Yukari with a grasp strong enough to crush boulders, rubbing their cheeks together—and my eyes go wide as I watch Yukari laugh and rub back with joy, one eye closed as she opens her arms to let Flan go, the little vampire not resting a second before finding her next target. "… My~you saw something you want to fuck? Just wait for nightfall, dear~" She whispers, recovering her parasol, knowing purple eyes looking at mine with intensity.

My body freezes, and I move unconsciously away from her, that image of Flan in her arms and what I saw in her glistening eyes. I recognize all that—saw it first hand… Reimu's smile; Hana in her arms—my wife's deep silver eyes glinting with something impossible to put in words.

Something changed or is changing… But what?

… Did she—no, no, no… If she had, she'd have told—bragged—it to me already… Wouldn’t she?

I gulp down the cold, a buzz reaching my ears, my body already on the move—Flan is in my arms again. Her laugh is so tasteful; arms hug me with strength and warmth aplenty—it soothes my soul the same way a baka-neko’s hug does… Yet, Yukari's shadow looms over us, Flan innocent of it before running off again, perhaps to find the biggest tree in the forest.

She's at my side again, and for a second, so is Reimu. For a second, it's 17 years in the past—she catches my hand, glove gapped away, and her slim fingers are so very warm—

For a second, I'm happy in her presence.

It dies immediately, and I'm scared… Still, I don't lie down and cry or ignore the problem. I stare into her eyes. The abyss stares back.

"Yukari…"

"Yes, my dear~?"

"Are you pregnant?"

She smiles, thumb caressing the back of my hand. The second stretches infinitely, and I gulp down… something.

"Not yet." A definitive no, yet my body feels like under the pressure of a thousand rocks, breathe clogged in my throat and I feel like drowning—

—"YA-HAHAHA!!"

We move at the same time, the handholding doesn’t break, and we catch Flan together. Her laughter is louder and more alive than before—you wouldn't think she's a vampire—and her hug is tighter, joyously bringing us three together… as if to not let go.

I stare at Yukari, and that's the happiest I’ve ever seen her.

I'm drowning. I’m scared.