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The wind is fierce near the top of Youkai Mountain. It howls against the cold stone of the mountain and would steal the warmth of any human who had to endure it in minutes. Of course for some, such as the figure standing dramatically against said wind, it is just a trifle.

Still, the desolation gets old quickly. While the barren, frozen peak of a mountain overlooking Gensokyo sounds nice on paper, barren places are by their very nature unchanging and even she can’t see well enough to spy on the residence of Gensokyo from up here. Perhaps it would be a splendid sight for one could not fly, but alas she can.

…at this point, her patience is beginning to be tested. She’s in the awkward spot where complaining about being bored is getting old, but she’s not quite ready to begin throwing rocks off the side of a cliff to see if she can hit a Tengu. Why didn’t she suggest somewhere more lively like Geidontei? Though this wouldn’t even be a problem if Yuuka was here right now. Really it is quite rude to not arrive an hour early, surely Yuuka knew that she’d be here early or very late.

Ah, finally! There is something green floating up the mountainside and unless Sanae put on some pounds it must be Yuuka. Hmmm,
she could stand to be faster though. Maybe a few rocks would speed her up?

No… no that’d be a terrible idea. There are things even someone like her can’t get away with. Unless she made it look like a coincidence… No… not even then.

Eventually, Yuuka makes her way to the top. Naturally, she is entirely unaffected by the harsh environment. Somehow even her hair remains in place despite the wind. Not at all jealous of that feat, the girl asks pointedly, “You got the stuff?”

Yuuka tosses the bag she was carrying at the other girl’s feet as she replies, “Would I waste my time if I did not?”

The girl heard none of that barb, however, as she dives to catch the bag before it hits the ground. Barely registering the bare stone she scrapped, she hisses, “Careful! This stuff is delicate, you shouldn’t just toss it around willy nilly.”

As the girl is digging through the bag making sure everything is in order, Yuuka gives an amused reply, “I’ll keep that in mind. More importantly, is everything in order?”

Poking her head up from the bag, the girl answers, “Yeah. Everything is good to go on my end. I can get you in there though getting out is on you. Still, why do you even wanna go?”

For a second Yuuka’s mask slips as her expression becomes… complex. Before the girl could even begin to comprehend what she was seeing, Yuuka returned to her normal aloof self, “I have my reasons. I don’t, however, see why you must know them.”


She wasn’t really sure what she expected. No matter how weird of a situation it is Yuuka would never explain herself properly. Actually, especially because of how weird the situation is Yuuka is not going to explain herself. Lifting up bag she figures that she doesn’t need to understand the situation to profit off of it.

Still it’s in the girl’s nature to push so she might as well go a little further with it, “It’s tied to that HSE incident, right? Reimu is what giving handies behind the shrine to make money? I can’t see how this connects, but you people always make the craziest schemes over the littlest things.”

Ah, perhaps she pushed a little too far. Yuuka’s glower goes beyond the normal natural threatening… threateningness? Whatever it’s her thoughts, grammar doesn’t matter. Yuuka looks more scary than normal.

Thankfully the Flower Youkai grits her teeth and pointedly asks, "Here tomorrow night?"

The other girl gives a timid nod, "Yeah, I'll be here and ready by then."

After Yuuka walks off the side of a cliff, the other girl breathes a sigh of relief. This will definitely cause problems for somebody soon, but hopefully not her. With any luck, she’ll be able to kick back her feet and watch from the sidelines. Free entertainment to go along with her payment that’s worth more than its weight in gold.