/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Walking through the village streets a hooded woman shrunk in on herself, trying to seem as inconspicuous as possible as she crept her way towards a gathering she hadn't been able to attend in quite some time.

Although the village had grown more of a nightlife over the years, the village was still almost deserted at night time with its nightlife consisting of poorly disguised Youkai playing at human more than actual villagers staying up late.

Creeping down the street her eyes shine as she spies the entrance of Geidontei.

Walking through the threshold of Geidontei, the figure pulled down her hood, revealing her black-striped blond hair and tiger ears.

“I'm surprised you showed up,” Suwako said, perching upon a bar stool as she held a bottle of sake in one hand. “Although it's not like I can offer you a drink.” She turned her eyes towards the noticeable bulge in Shou’s belly.

“Yeah, aren't you in trouble?” Cirno asked, standing atop a bar stool next to Suwako.

“*Hic* Yeah, such a rotten Buddhist.” Shion shook her head in condemnation from the booth she and her younger sister had claimed. Although Shou had a hard time taking the poverty god seriously.

Unlucky and Sedate Virgin god: Shion Yorigami

Well…” Shou scratched her cheek as she stood right after the threshold. Usually, she wouldn’t have to come up with an excuse, after all, everybody here didn’t have a good one. “There’s nothing exactly wrong with spending some time with good friends.”

Joon exploded with laughter from her seat across from her sister. “That’s your excuse! Hah!”

Maidenly and Profligate Buddhist Disciple: Joon Yorigami

A dangerous smile crossed the Shou’s face as the pestilence god’s laughter resounded throughout the room. “Hhm, disciple Joon… Maybe it's time for you to return to the temple for a bit. You know we’ll probably be needing some extra spare hands soon.” Shou sauntered towards the booth shared by the two curse gods as she sent a hand into her cloaking, grasping at her pagoda.

“N-no fighting, please. I just got the place remodeled.” The bar’s resident whale pleaded.

Shou removed her hand from her robe, Leaving her Pagoda with its sheets.

“Yeah, besides with how far along you are, you won't have to wait long until you can drag her back,” Suwako said.

“Ugh.” Joon slouched down into the seat of the booth. “Looks like we have another vacation coming up Shion.”

“Alllllready…” Shion groaned. “Buh-but we just got back a little while ago.” The thoroughly inebriated poverty god complained

“Only to immediately get caught up in this mess, count yourself lucky that I decided to take the scenic route back.” Joon shuddered at the thought of what might’ve happened if they arrived earlier, Shion would’ve ended up stuck at the temple for years with her, and doubtless, they would’ve brought more hated gods into the world.

“I'm sure the Animal Realm is nice this time of year, that horse is probably pretty easy to play around with.” Joon was sure the knuckle-headed Pegasus was loaded, all they had to do was find out how to get close to her.

“Well you two be careful, I'm sure the ‘crown prince’ won't be too happy about some curse gods cozying up to her favorite mount in two lifetimes.” Suwako chuckled to herself as she presented her glass to the bar’s beleaguered whale.

Seating herself next to the mountain god she asked her friend. “So Kanako and Hina didn't come?”

“Kanako’s busy, besides I think she’s finally caught on that whale tits here has been spiking her drinks.”

Shou raised an eyebrow as the bar’s resident whale backed further away from her

“And for Hina, who knows, at least I haven't seen her around on the mountain lately.” Suwako said, swishing the bottle of unidentifiable alcohol with ‘Welcome Hell’ stamped, by its top before taking a long drink from it.

A trickle of oily alcohol ran down the side of her mouth as she downed it.

Trying to ignore the curse god’s choice of drink, Shou responded. “Maybe someone should go check on her. It'd be a problem if she’s gotten tangled up with the current troubles.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll look for her in the morning, but I’m sure she’s fine. She has a good head on her.” Suwako nodded.

A moment of silence passed as Miyoi went to deliver more food and drinks to the Yorigami sisters, not noticing the strange property of the paper notes they passed to her.

Cirno’s eyes went to Shou’s engorged belly, the pregnancy clearly showing. “Can I touch your belly, please!” Cirno exclaimed, volunteering a new topic as she bowed, floating in the air above the bar stool she previously sat upon.

“Sure thing Cirno.” Shou parted her robes a bit, showing her bare belly to Cirno