a pretty decent papaya

As i roar into the sunset you have to swerve* to avoid the small flotilla of hacked Towyota devices trailing behind me

Inventory [Trivial : Sucess] —All of this furniture is new, likely from the outside world.

Sycophancosis — She's rewarding you! You're being rewarded!

Beastly Senses — She's disheveled and she reeks.

Inventory [Challenging : Failure] — Her last bath was a month, no, two months ago? It's hard to recall.

Beastly Senses [Trivial : Success] Three months.

Yukari Yakumo — "Are you really going to make me wait?"

Sycophancosis — Are you???

[Ran-Type Architecture] "No, my Lady."

[Servant's Pride : Hard] "May I suggest a bath?"

[Ancient Fox Spirit : Impossible] "Fuck off, hag."

You — "No, my Lady."

You cross the threshold into her chambers. The smell is overwhelming. Lady Yukari desperately needs that bath and you failed to insist on it.

DAMAGED MORALE -1

Yukari Yakumo — "I think you should relax." She spreads her legs suggestively. Her bush pokes out of the slightly too small lace panties that you've been unable to throw out.

"You've been working so hard lately."

You — Is that true?

Sycophancosis — Obviously it is! Why else would she say it?

Inventory — The intensity of our tasks is exactly the mean it has been for the last five years.

Servant's Pride — It isn't normal to get recognition like this out of nowhere. There hasn't even been an incident.

You — Is Lady Yukari plotting something?

Inventory — There hasn't been a span of time longer than 26 seconds in the last hundred years where she hasn't been plotting something.

"What do you need, my Lady?"

[Ancient Fox Spirit : Impossible] "Fuck off, hag."

You — "What do you need, my Lady?"

Yukari Yakumo — In lieu of responding, she tugs her panties away.

Beastly Senses — She does smell better like this.

Vixencraft — Put it in her. You can be coy with other women, but you need this. Now.

"As you wish."

[Vixencraft : Challenging] Breed that old woman.

[Ancient Fox Spirit : Impossible] RAPE HER AND EAT HER ROTTEN LIVER.

Vixencraft [Challenging : Success] — You mount Lady Yukari for some average missionary sex. She's insisting on making it more romantic than that. Tracing her spidery fingers down your face, pulling you in for kisses. The excitment between your legs is palpable.

Sycophancosis — Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes

Vixencraft — As you manage to get your own undergarments out of the way and slowly push into her you—

Beastly Senses — It's cold and windy instead of warm and wet. Also your knot is stuck and you can't pull out.

". . ."

[Servant's Pride : Heroic] "That's a good prank, Lady Yukari."

Servant's Pride [Heroic : Failure] — You try to let Lady Yukari know that you're in on her joke and think it's funny at she's trapped your cock in a gap in some unknown location, but instead you collapse on top of her and start to cry.

DAMAGED MORALE -1

Yukari Yakumo — She looks at you with a pitying smile while you sob on top of her. She doesn't seem to feel the need to say or do anything besides take in the scene you're making.

Ancient Fox Spirit [Legendary : Success] — I'm getting really sick of this fucking hag.

Servant's Pride — We can't say that.

Look at this fucking infohazard of a piece of furniture.

Look at how fucking perfectly proportioned each and every void space is to create a subtle sense of motion and elevation, almost a landscape with just a few careful lines.

Look at how the reduction in the support pillars from left to right mirrors that ascension and proportion. How the different woods highlight each other and the near-seamless points at which they meet. How the shadowed interior boards bring out the bright highlights in the grain of the shelves and top piece.

Look at how it fits into a room, how it casts a shadow, and most importantly, how it perfectly frames and hilights every single thing placed on it.

Like. It's not some wild statement to claim that the man who defined an entire genre of woodworking and furniture making, crystalized in his book "the soul of a tree", is like. A human god of the art form. I get that i'm saying nothing revolutionary here. But this thing just. breaks me. nothing compares. i've spent years trying to find a bookshelf that can even hold the faintest candle to it. I've spent long nights up in cad modeling out my own versions based on his design, desperately wanting to take them down to the woodshop and try my hand, but like. one real, good look at this, and it's so clearly the result of decades of craftsmanship. a lifetime of the art. i love it. it ruined this type of furniture for me, and i love it so, so much.

I'll just have to stick to desks, the one thing I know Mr. Nakashima will never ruin for m-

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