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[x] Mingle with the Tsukumogami, perhaps they know more about this "paradise" then you do.
You give yourself a quick look over. Your black business suit sits all tight and proper, with a dark red tie running down it, matching your eyes. No jewelry -- not in your line of work at least -- besides a simple golden ring on your right ring finger, a memento of sorts from your father.
Alright, looking good. Now, just meander on over. No eye contact. Make it as casual as possible. The three of them barely seem to notice you approaching, their conversation coming in loud and clear as you move in.
The brown-haired girl waves her arms wildly as she speaks. “I heard there are dragons! Big as mountains flying through the air!" You clutch your ears. She's so excited that she's lost her volume control, it seems. "It’s got to be the coolest thing! I can’t want to see it!”
The violet-haired girl giggles and gives the other girl an affectionate pat on the head. “I’m sure they do, and we’ll find out together, okay?”
You give a small cough, holding up your ticket prominently. The two girls turn around, regarding you with a measure of pleasant surprise, breaking out into smiles as they pull out tickets of their own.
“Hello,” you say, bowing slightly, “my name is...” You catch yourself mid-sentence. There's no need for them to know your real name, is there? Think fast. "Erm, well, you can call me Nanashi. I take it by your tickets you’re on the train to paradise as well?” You put on your best thousand-watt smile as you straighten up. There we go. Hopefully you're not laying it on too thick.
The red haired woman looks up from reading what appears to be a pamphlet, giving a smile to match your own. "I am Horikawa Raiko, pleased to make your acquaintance," she replies with a curt bow. There's a certain character to her voice that caresses your ear. If you had to describe it, you could hardly call it anything but velvety.
The other two bow in perfect sync, like some sort of choreographed move. "Tsukumo Benben," says the violet-haired girl.
"And I'm Yatsuhashi!" chirps the brown-haired girl. She throws her arm around Benben, pulling her into a tight hug, much to her visible discomfort. "Me and Benben are sisters!"
“And, yes, we are headed to Gensokyo,” Raiko adds still smiling.
“Great! Then, maybe you could tell me a little more about it, Miss... Horikawa, was it?" You scratch your head, trying to look a bit embarrassed. "I’m afraid I never took the time to learn about it. Aside from rumors, of course.”
"Ah, well, I don't--" She starts speaking only to be cut off by a brown blur shoving itself in front of her.
The brown blur is, of course, Miss Yatsuhashi. “It’s really beautiful! There are dragons and sky turtles and... and lots of other cool stuff!” she declares excitedly, her eyes shining with an almost manic light. You can’t help but chuckle at her excitability.
Miss Raiko shrugs her shoulders, laughing mirthfully at Miss Yatsuhashi's enthusiasm. “Beyond stories like that, I can't say I know much more than you. Sorry."
You spend the next half hour all chatting about various things and circumstances. You're careful not to reveal too much about yourself, of course, but the apparently ever-excitable Yatsuhashi is much more forthcoming. As it turns out, they only just got their information, having turned into youkai no more than a year ago. Their source was a "friendly tanuki lady", who wears "really weird glasses", according to Yatsuhashi's gleeful chatter.
As for Miss Raiko, you learn nothing in particular. Judging from the way she handles herself, she's the most mature of the group, not to mention she seems to be a mother figure of sorts to the two new tsukumogami. Beyond that, the rest is simple small talk as the four of you whittle the time away waiting for the train to arrive.
Soon enough, the train arrives at one of the older platforms, a nearly abandoned one that takes a bit of walking to get to. The train itself looks no different from any of the other bullet trains around. In fact, the only thing that stands out is that this one has no markings at all other than what appears to be a purple eye on the side. You glance down at your ticket. Yep, same color all right.
You eye the train itself with a bit of trepidation. No markings are to be expected since this isn’t an official train. Still, something about that eye makes you nervous. It seems to be looking at you wherever you turn your head. Of course, your nervousness is all compounded by the fact that this is, quite literally, your ride to a new life.
You take a deep breath and shake your head at yourself. This isn't any time to be worrying. You cast one last look over your shoulder at the city you once called home. All you can see anymore is the ugliness: the crowding, the greed, the hopelessness. It's definitely no paradise.
"Something wrong?" Miss Horikawa asks.
You turn around. Right, the train. "Ah, it's nothing."
"Well, then, let's get going!"
Putting your worries aside, you follow Miss Horikawa and the tsukumogami up to the platform. As you step aboard the train, you spot several other youkai getting on, some you didn’t see in the lobby. Maybe they were waiting somewhere else.
Miss Horikawa hurriedly glances at her ticket and then up at the seat numbers, slapping her self on the forehead. "Gah! Looks like we're in a completely different cabin." She shrugs again. "I guess this is where we say goodbye, then, Nanashi."
"No worries. I'm sure we'll see each other on the other side," you say.
She laughs. "Maybe. Anyway, see you later!"
"Buh-bye, Mister Nanashi!" Yatsuhashi yells before her sister pulls her off the car. You exchange goodbye waves through the window as they depart.
With no one left to talk to, you find your way to your cabin. You immediately notice something different from other trains as soon as you open the door. It’s remarkably clean inside -- nearly spotless, in fact. The trains you used to have to take for various “business meetings” were usually stinking of refuse, and looked the part as well. The doors close behind you, and you quickly scan the row numbers for your seat. As luck would have it, you're pretty close to the front of the car, so it's pretty easy to find.
As you move down the row to your seat, it becomes apparent that you actually have a seat-mate: a young woman wearing a rather long dress, it’s a long white cloth over a red skirt, topped off with what appears to be a scarf with a ruby clasp. She doesn't pay you much mind as you sit down next to her. It looks like she's engrossed in a magazine, her eyes fixed on the pages as she slowly, quietly flips through them. You'd say something, but you're not sure if it's a good idea to interrupt her or not.
You glance over your shoulder. Unless anyone else shows up soon, it looks like it's going to be just you and this woman in the car. You've got a few minutes before the train gets moving, so it's not like you don't have time to do some exploring if you want. Then again, you could always take your chances and try striking up a conversation. Or just wait. You're just going to have to make a decision quick.
 Wait patiently for the train to start moving.
 Introduce yourself to the brown haired woman, if this is going to be a long trip it would be nice to have someone to talk to.
 Explore the other cabins.
Sincere thanks to Benoist for helping me work through this!