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ITT /mlp/ tier bitching.

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A deep orange illuminated the quiet shrine as the dimming sun wanned, the frosty temperature of the late evening threatened for an extra cold night now that the dark was creeping in. The delicate paper lanterns were being lit here and there inside the shrine itself and the heater had been summoned to the living room. Warmth was making its presence felt as Hana closed the paper door of the shrine’s living area, trying to entrap the radiating heat that belted out from the sturdy little machine.

Hana sighed as it seemed another night here in the shrine was in order, Sanae had come by not too long ago. The green-haired living goddess of the Moriyan shrine apologized profusely to Hana, supposedly Yuuka, Mima, Marisa, and the rest had spent most of the of the night in talks with some big names. As an apologetic Sanae put it, ‘-When I finally woke myself that morning, I tried summoning Suwako-sama and Kanako-sama as soon as I could! But there was no way to get them up before noon even though I bothered making pancakes. You know those really cute ones I showed you the other day when you dropp-? wait I’m getting off track- so anyways, by the time we got a working plan it was already getting late and the sun was setting, I barely had time to get ingredients for dinner-!’

With a few more pleasantries and a flurry of mundane tangential stories Sanae had vanished as quickly as she came. Only the last notes of her overly chipper voice from while she gave Hana a suffocating hug, and nearly took the shorter miko’s life via asphyxiation with her generous breasts, lingered in the now-toasty air of the living room. Hana had barely caught her breath and contained the heat in her cheeks by the time her friend and ally left. Despite how apologetic she was at first Sanae seemed to quickly rebound, and Hana amusingly noted that away from Kanako and Suwako she seemed to naturally slip into the slightly airheaded girl she got to know from the stories Marisa and Anon would reminisce about.

Committing the feeling of Sanae’s body to memory subconsciously, Hana let the excitement leave her body and took her place under the kotatsu before her feet started to feel chilly. However, Hana wasn’t alone in the living room, at a point she had called her mother as Sanae had to talk business with both of them. Though business was a relative term, after a bit too long of pampering Hana like a pet Sanae finally got around to bringing up the bad news and business of the hour.

Dealing with Sanae’s bubbly self after such a long day, and having to pick off seals from her dress after her duel, tired out the young miko more than she thought. It took all Hana’s willpower not to just collapse back and try curling up, the warmth from the miraculous table would be just the thing Eirin commanded to defeat her fatigue. Instead, hoping to not appear too weak in front of the pointlessly powerful women, the tired miko compromised with her fatigue and settled for tucking her legs in as far in as she could while resting her head on the table.

Hana stared out towards the little shaking heater as it worked overtime to keep the interior of the shrine warm, watching it hum as the Kappa’s esoteric technology labored tirelessly. She got so absorbed that the suddenness of her mother’s voice caused her to jump slightly, “I see Sanae’s still as active as ever, I didn’t get to talk with her last time she came to manage the branch after the harvest festivals… It’s nice seeing how adventurous she still is.”

That feeling of dissonance started building like a headache as Hana could hear the subtle emotion that precipitated under those words, “Still, not even staying long enough to have tea? She must have drunk too much of that overly bitter coffee stuff~”

Uncomfortably, Hana stirred a bit, her mother was right in how rushed Sanae seemed to be. Not like Sanae didn’t have reason to be busy, she always was just from her shrine’s business alone, but you didn’t have to be Agatha Q. to see that she didn’t want to be here. Hana couldn’t say she didn’t understand the feeling, it was why she encouraged spending as much time chatting alone with her friend and ally before having to talk about the situation at hand. Plus, Hana was really enjoying the lap pillow she got, the tender softness of her thighs was something she wouldn’t forget soon~.

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What's that supposed to mean?