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The two of you head inside. The house is as small as it appears on the outside, but with the way it is decorated it makes it seem very warm and cozy rather than cramped and small.
"I can help!" you say, offering assistance as Yuka moves towards her kitchen.
"Make tea?" Yuka asks you. "There isn't much to it."
"There... isn't?" You ask.
"No, its just heating water... Have you ever made tea before?"
You pause before answering.
"I don't think so." you say with a shake of your head.
"Interesting. Come watch, I'll show you how." She beckons you over to the small kitchen area of her house, grabbing a kettle off of her stove.
It strikes you at that moment just how odd it is that you know the names of these things but you don't know exactly what they are. You couldn't explain to anyone what a stove does or what a kettle is for. You watch with wonder as she fills up the Kettle with water then places it on the stove. She then fiddles with a nob and lights a match making a flame under the kettle.
"There. Now all we have to do is wait for the water to boil."
"Boil?" you ask, which prompts her to again give you that curious look.
"Boil is when water gets hot. ...You really don't remember anything."
"Sorry." you say. for some reason you think you should feel embarrassed.
"Oh no, you don't have anything to be sorry about."
"Its just everything feels so new. I know what this "stove" is called, but I don't know what it is, how it works. Is it magic?"
"That sounds very much like how a new youkai sees the world when they are created, but you are not a youkai."
"Ah, I suppose I'll have to explain a lot of things to you as your teacher." she says. "We'll get to Youkai eventually. Its one of the more complicated subjects we'll have to discuss as part of your training."
You think about asking her if she is a Youkai, as she seems far to pretty to be a normal human, but just then the kettle whistles. It startles you out of your line of thought.
"Ah, the water has boiled. Would you mind grabbing two of those cups behind you and meeting me at the table?" she asks.
You do as you are bid, taking the two small cups to the small table under the window. The low afternoon sun shines brightly, energizing you as you take your seat. Yuka follows, placing the steaming kettle on a metal rack on the table. She hands you a small pouch
"Like this" she says, putting the pouch in her cup. you follow her lead.
"So, Where am I then?" You ask as she pours water in her cup.
"Gensokyo. A land of.. magical creatures." she says. "There are some humans here, but they are the minority. Ah, I should let you know, Gensokyo can be a very dangerous place if you are by yourself, and appearances can be decieving. Not everybody is as nice as I am." she says smiling.
"Oh? what do you mean?"
"Some creatures here eat humans and their forms can be deceptive."
"Oh. that doesn't sound good."
"But don't worry too much about that. I'll train you in how to defend yourself. Until then, stay with me and you will be fine."
"Oh! Thank you!" you say, beaming a smile at Yuka. She smiles back.
"What is an Outsider though? You asked if I was one of those?" you ask as you pour the hot water into your own cup. The tea begins to brew.
"Yes, sometimes we get humans who wander through the border of Gensokyo from time to time. They get lost, Either they'll make their way to the human village or get eaten. Sometimes, very rarely, they will find success and a happy life here. There was this one gentleman who could cook the most wonderful egg dishes..." she says, reminiscing, "Well, enough of them. I don't think you are one of them. You are unique."
"So what do you do then?" You ask her.
"Ah?" she blinks, then looks out the window towards the setting sun. "I... mostly tend to my garden. Sometimes I look for a challenge to sharpen my skills at magic."
"And I am your apprentice now?"
"Yes, starting tomorrow I will be teaching you magic. we'll have a lot of work ahead of us."
"But what is magic?" you ask.
"What is magic? What an odd question to ask, and a difficult one to answer." she says. placing a finger to her lips in thought. "Hmmm. If I had to describe it, I would describe it as an energy source that allows you to manipulate your surroundings."
"...Sounds difficult." you say.
"Not overly so." She says with a smile. "How are you enjoying your tea?"
You look down at your teacup where your tea is brewed, pick up the cup and take a sip.
Do you like tea? (Its ok to not like it you know. people like different things.)