#musematrix

One day, at the Hakurei Shrine...

A black rift suddenly opened up, spitting out a strange horned person who lands face first onto the porch of the shrine. She had bright pink hair and goat-like horns, a similarly goat-like tail poking out from the back of her dress. She quickly picked herself up, looking around and starting to do an odd little dance excitedly.

"Whoooo~! So this is it! Gensokyo~! Ehehehe, I wonder what kinds of gods are here~...!" She giggled excitedly, wiggling back and forth before pausing, feeling someone's eyes on her.

And immediately my interest is rekindled.

"Because you are mine, Godslayer, and I wish to make it clear to you, and to all who look upon you. Don't go forgetting it, hm?" 

"...Well? Is it not your custom to invite your guests in? Or are you simply so stunned at seeing your old friend again... Kohinata Miku?"

“...I was hoping Hibiki was pulling a prank on me. Somehow.” 

She watched as the little Caprinae cheerfully went on about the following summer and their upcoming vacation of sorts and decides to keep her mouth shut at the idea they were all going. Certainly, there were plenty of things to be done, while Eyjafjalla’s weren’t any less important, she’d taken to pile herself with work - and potential leads and tasks from Director Kal’tsit. Even if the idea of seeing the two - or well, three, assuming that lab bird would stay out of her lab long enough - women outside and playing in the sand would be quite appealing, she couldn’t promise she would be going.   

Reimu can cook!!

but, he doesn’t ask her why she’s doing this. he doesn’t want her to stop, but he doesn’t want to say that he likes her visits. it’s a change from the monotony, and she reminds him of someone just as soft. maybe that’s why he lets her in. maybe that’s why he finds himself standing by the door way, looking down the hallway. she’s supposed to be here around now, right? he glances at the time. she’s usually here by now.

did something happen?

     Even in the hectic state of the world, with so much still in such a mess and so much still to be done, one thing was not going to change-- Hibiki Tachibana always, always, did her best to make time for good friends. 

     It’s with this in mind that she’s eagerly skittering down the sidewalk, sneakers clattering hastily against the pavement as she rounds corner after corner until she finally comes to a screeching halt just outside of Chris’s door. Maybe she was a little over-enthused, but it was hard not to be! Days like this meant a lot to a girl like Hibiki, always so wrapped up in it all.