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Taoism guide to raise a baby - Futo
[Just the other day, Henry had remembered a dear friend from this place that he had grown fond of, along with his new allegiance to Taoism but some memories were still hazy.
Just as he was searching for this friend of his, he managed to spot her and rushed to her and as he was talking to her, they were suddenly given a “baby” along with the warning of having to take care of it or they would die if they didn’t. Henry of course, didn’t mind the conditions too much but he couldn’t allow Futo to die along with him just like that so he set his mind on keeping this little weird doll that uncannily resembled a human baby as happy as possible. That is until…]
Hey, do you know how to raise a baby? I haven’t done any research into it! Nya ha ha!
[Maybe a visit to the library was needed now…]
"--What."
What. Out of all the strange little men who have approached and offered her something, this might just be the strangest.
Memories still in a vague fog, Henry's face rings nothing but a faint, unregistered bell in the back of the Taoist's mind.
Besides, he had a frickin' baby in his hands, that kind of took priority. Futo's eyes blink from him to the child, mind processing and coming with a solution when suddenly she reaches out.
"Of course I do! Dost thou doubt mine capability? I have brought up a descendant from the Gods themselves, I'll have you know!"
"Feh! Hand that thing over before thou breaketh it."
And then Futo was enlightened. By instant.
Kirino and the baby sit in front of the computer. She placed the baby’s hand on the mouse, and gently guides the child’s hand to where it’s supposed to go.
"Oh, okay! Now see these choices? If you pick the right one you get a..hehehe…good cutscene. But don’t worry, there’s a trick! You can save before each decision so if you don’t get the scene you can come back and choose the other option!"
How cute.
Let's just gently take this computer and... Take a crowbar to the top!
SMASH!
"Another youth hath gained salvation from this modern-day hell."
▲ INTRO▼ Here we go again....
So back to the earth he drops and not with the softest bump either. In front of him stands a girl huffing and puffing intensely as she lashes out. Yamashina blinks, then squints and ponders until finally his eyes widen.
In his recollections there was indeed this small but vigorously violent storm. Assuming him for a “Black Mage” or however did she put it again, she attacked him, sat on his butt, contemplated arson, broke into his room in the middle of night, lifted up his dirty , no, definitely clean and spotless underwear from the floor… One thing accompanies another in a flashing series of flashbacks that seems still neverending.
Finger raises to point and mouth drops open launching out the summary of his thoughts in the most effective manner it possibly could:
" …..aaaaaAAAAAaaAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! “
Yes, it ought to be the default when dealing with unexpected reunions with this particular invidual
"Eh -"
Futo herself still has yet to regain her memories of this place, though even then she wouldn't be able to understand why this man was screaming. Right now, she was stuck frozen and staring down the black hole of this stranger's throat as his jaw unleashes a most unholy, blood-curdling scream.
This... This was pure madness!
That's not what you say to someone when you bump into them! Especially not someone of her status! Was this, perhaps, a declaration of war he proposed? Something so savage should be expected from a man with that kind of haircut, right!?
Well, like Hell she'll allow herself to be intimidated by this! A bit confused but mostly full of hard-headedness, she stands firm in her position and, to return the favor, she screams with all her might.
"....aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!???!!"

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▲ INTRO▼ Here we go again....
Hand presses at the back of his head as Yamashina’s glance wanders around.. Even though it’s a familiar sight spreading in the field of his vision he’s bound to be a little confused for he was quite sure the last thing to happen was someone firing a gun. He thought for sure he had been gone but here he was - at the airport of this accursed place. " ….whoo boy. "
" I’ve been good, what’s the point of plunging me into to hell? C’mon… " Although not all his memories are bad the nature of the island remains as it was when he last time arrived here still. Knees weak and wobbly he falls on the nearest bench. How do you even react to something of this sort? How is he here again….? Or should he be thankful for breathing?
Ah, look at this, look at that -- a trail of ants piques the shikaisen's interest. Childish whim pulls her feet forward and her head down, bending at a 90 degree angle as she follows the little bugs' trajectory to wherever.
She's like this for a while, distracted from whatever previous mission she'd sent herself on now to bug-watch, hardly ever looking up even for a moment. Perhaps it's this that leads the two with their heads in the clouds to eventually collide, Futo tumbling some steps back from her shorter stature.
"Oi!"
"For what purpose dost thou carry eyes in thy skull if not to watch for thy surroundings!? I could have been killed." Huff, huff.
Already today, we're bleeding.
This is why you don't try and up and tell a stray cat about the wonders of Taoism and how to convert, believing all the while your prodigal self is able to communicate with wildlife.
"Feh."
Feh, indeed.
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——— ★ In the wake of the trial, handwritten notes have been placed in several strategic locations around the grounds, all with the intent of capturing peoples’ attention. The notes read as follows:
Seeking: Individuals of extraordinary talent and willpower. Please inquire further at room 192. Knock twice in quick succession. Great reward may be at hand. —P★
Extraordinary talent and willpower? Why, stars and garters, if that didn't apply 130%! Not only that, but she had plenty other benefits with her striking personality! Beauty, brains, brawn -- ah yes, the whole package. This is what they were looking for, no?
So here she was!Room 192, rat-a-tap-tapping on the door.
"Hello, hellooooo~! 'Tis I, the hero thou hath summoned forth!"
"Yes, extraordinary talent and willpower abound! Fufu!"
Slam ~open!
Perhaps he ought to have been expected as much. As far as those Yamashina knew were considered not many paralleled Futo when it came to the lack of common sense… Domestic peace offender was probably nothing new on her criminal record.
Unfortunately this particular familiar face wouldn’t allow Yamashina to relax himself yet. After all Yamashina was no masochist, he wanted no more kicks on his butt nor did he want to become a subject of those trials for that matter. Her outburst may have sent Yamashina’s heart into his throat for a minute but the panic is quick to transform into irritability. Putting on a show like this and acting like he’s in the wrong somehow?
" AAAA??!!"
" I’m the one who whould be saying that!!!! If you illegally enter to sneak around in my dorms at 2 am you ought to prepare yourself for some consequences!! Can you for once try be aware of your surroundings somehow???! "
Arm swooshed to side to empower his words and the other raises to point her with still rolled up pin up paradise.
" What are you even doing here?! "
She gasps and takes a step back, staring at the rolled-up magazine as if it were a sword to her throat.
"Bastard!" She whispers harshly, assuming a heroic pose and knocking his makeshift weapon with the back of her hand. "Dare ye point such an insulting, flimsy sword towards that of the Mononobe clan! For shame."
"What mine presence here means should be obvious! Dost thou take me for a bumbling fool!? Word alone did not satiate my suspicions of thy wicked wizardry! I had to find out once and for all if thou are who thou sayeth, but seems thou hath caught me in the act!" Grit teeth. This was such an intense confrontation. She suddenly bends down and picks an object up from the floor, desperate to re-obtain the upper hand now that he's got her cornered. "BEHOLD! Thine undoing in mine hands, an ancient cloth of hexes, I've found! I --" Futo feels her nose scrunch involuntarily with a sudden waft of unknown stench tickling her nostrils.
Ah. The cloth of hexes she'd just assumed she'd picked up was none other, in fact, than a dirty pair of underwear. Clean your room, already.

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She thought she was alone but aparently that was not so. "A-Ah…" Lacie tried her best to cover her face and wipe the tears away with the sleeves on her dress, all the while facing away from the stranger. “It’s nothing…! Really! I’m sorry. Everything’s just…fine.” Liar.
Air-headed she is, but not naive enough to believe such a flimsy farce.
She steps around the woman, placing herself in front of her with straightforward vigor. "Hoh! Dost thou take me for a tree stump, Madame? I am not one so dull as to allow the wool to be pulled over mine eyes like so. Now, now --" A breath, a look of confidence. "-- Pray tell, has someone wronged ye? Whisper to me their name, maiden, 'nd I shall make sure they regret it with every fiber of their bones!"
legend speaks of a monster with the face of a horse and the ass of another horse {closed}
The rumors in the island run faster than a victim trying to escape from their enemy, really. Nonon heard about all the new and unusual items that could be found in the market, but why would she believe in the words of unpleasant persons that probably were lying for their own amusement. She had to prove it herself, a moment in there wouldn’t be a waste of time if she had the chance to find something useful…and if it is required she would force something to be useful.
The doors opening letting her make her way in the market, the seasonal spirit floating around with malevolent intentions, not even something as simple as this Holiday could keep its innocence in a place like that one.
Nonon wanted it to be quick, the feeling of stepping on the floor of such a gross and cheap place was annoying her, but it seemed her visit would be longer than what she expected in the moment a girl popped in front of her.
“Ah—? Who the hell are you?! Get lost.”
How can someone so cute and bubblegum pink spit such a sharp tone!? Futo's eyes widen immediately, momentarily drooping in surprise. Perhaps she should be sooner expecting everyone to be on their guard on a murder island, but honestly, that was just plain uncouth!
"Huh!" She soon puffs back up.
"Dost thou not know how to address thine elders, pink one? A humble question is all I offered!" Idly, frustrated, she flicks her wrist, the bloodied decoration in her hand now sent flying on accident.
She doesn't think much of it, at first, too focused on this girl. "For example, you asked me a question, and I shall now answer! Mononobe no Futo is mine name, and th--"
A crash. The shikaisen, distracted and not knowing her own strength, had thrown the head at just the wrong angle -- now resulting in a rack of costumes to have scattered across the floor.
"..." Eyes turn from the scene, to the girl, and back again... and then back to the girl. "Look what thou hast made me do, child!"
"W-Why…?"
Ah, some stranger crying. Too nosy for her own good, Futo can't help but approach...
"Mm? Fair maiden, for what reason do these tears spill? Come now, dry thine eyes... Surely 'tis no value in sobbing out 'pon the floor like so."
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Officer Dog
" I’m… "
Accidental sip from wrong glass had gotten Yamashina into quite a pickle. The two canine ears and the tail would have been easy on him compared to this.
When Yamashina had came into his senses he was kneeling right behind a stranger, quite tightly right behind on their rump. Sweat gathered on his face as stutters came, mind partially still preoccupied with the rather overpowering scents that dug deep inside his nose, tangling and never leaving.
" …………………..look I can explain this. "
It’s a dog greeting after all.
Indeed, an explanation and more would be necessary. Staring in confusion as the situation catches up to her, Futo can only linger in disbelief at the man now nose-deep in her 1,400 year old rump.
"..."
Perhaps one might laugh at the irony of chosen potions -- but Futo wasn't laughing now. In fact, quite the opposite. Her eyes squint, brows knot and fingers curl so tight they begin to blanch. "You..." She whispers -- a prelude to the screech to come.
"OFFICER YAMASHINA-DONO OF KOBE PRECINCT!!!!!!
WHILST THY WICKED TIRADE STOP AT NOTHING?!"
A yell loud enough to send hundreds of birds fleeing to the skies, as Futo's own fist flies straight for the poor police dog's face.

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She did not bury herself in a mausoleum for a thousand some years for this shit.
"...Nya...-eth."