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The life of Hana Hakurei!
>The world is made in a terrible way
Summary:
>“Hana Hakurei is the daughter of Reimu Hakurei and her husband, Anon. As the future protector of Gensokyo, Hana was never going to have a normal life, but it was worse than it should have been.”
Below follows the entire story of Reimu and Anon's daughter:
>>/jp/thread/43744518#p43776208 | thread 1
>>/jp/thread/43824450#p43854608 | thread 2
>>/jp/thread/44478667#p44487729 | thread 3

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Perplexed, I sat, just noticing my hand on my crotch and pulling it out as if it were on fire. Gods, I was...

... Yukari... DAD! I got up, looking around. I wasn't in the room anymore; it was a corridor with a door on the end and a sign by the side. I ran up to the first, and one glance at the sign made me want to puke; "Please the Hakurei God and receive his blessing”, What in God's name is this shit?! There was even a drawing beneath it: a purification stick and two yin-yang balls forming a phallus...

I was crying with rage, banging on the door, kicking it, trying to get it down and enter. Is this all a joke?! Is my life a plaything?! My lineage?!
"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR, YUKARI! I'LL KILL YOU, BITCH!" I tried everything, and not even Danmaku managed to put a dent in the door. Gasping for air and at the limit of my sanity, I crouched, hands holding clumps of my hair, thick tears streaming... How have things reached such a sickening point?!

Incapable of holding it inside, I vomited on the ground.

I stood there after that, still and aimless, just crying and shaking, before finally getting up and staring at the door with this unmitigated rage... One last kick changed nothing.

I entertained the thought of sitting with my back to the door and waiting for her, but decided against it, my tongue bitter with the multitude of feelings plaguing my heart.

Walking to the other end of the corridor, another door greeted me. Unlike the previous one, it was open...

I wish it was not.

The room was massive, maybe the same size as the shrine, and yet it felt so cramped. 'With what' almost made me puke again: clothes. Only clothes, all neatly hung on coat hangers, patterned and ironed, a sea of red and white: copies of the same outfit.

I hugged myself, clasping the red and white of my clothes and walking through the maze of clothes.

Hakurei Miko outfits. All of it.

It felt haunted, especially when I turned back to the door that leads to the corridor and saw a plaque hanging over the door:

"THE HAKUREI SHRINE EXPERIENCE."

... I shivered. What the fuck? What is this madness?

Having a better look at the clothes, I squeezed my eyes with a detail I missed at first: each one of them had a tag. I pulled one at random, the fabric a bit denser and smaller, reading what was written on the tag:

'Suika Ibuki'.

I pulled another, frowning still. This one was bigger: 'Yuugi Hoshiguma'. Wide-eyed, I skipped through more and more of them, all with tagged names, and soon I noticed a detail on the floor: it had demarcated areas. The one I was now was 'Medium Oni'.

Feeling dreadful, I walked around -- 'Big Kappa', 'Small Tengu', 'Small Vampires' --; each and every word just adding another layer of disbelief to my mind, and even asking 'what is happening' felt like a chore. Honestly, I wanted to lie on the ground and stop thinking forever, and I thought that my movements were aimless, but soon I found the words I was unconsciously looking for.

'Small human'.

Gulping something down and desensitized to the sheer amount of outfits, I went through each one, the images of before popping vividly in my mind and growing warmth in my crotch, my face twisting in disgust.

'F', 'G'... 'H'.

Seconds later, I was holding a particular Hakurei Miko outfit: it was particularly nicely woven and a bit different from the others, much more detailed and to the exact size, a fabric of better quality than the one I'm wearing right now. It looked exactly like Mother's...

Feeling distraught, I whispered what was written on the tag: “Hakurei Hana.”
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and that's the spin-off. Thanks for the boner, >>44782420
I'll go pray now