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dinner date. Time to maximize our points with lunatic princess. And perhaps propose her to marriage on this faithful night~
“Can’t I just choose my own clothes?”
“You’re not allowed to do it, Yuri. Not under my supervision. A special event demands special attire, and a special attire requires special attention.”
“You don’t have to jump at the chance, you know that Alice?”
“Why? Can’t I show you my appreciation? Besides, I just happened to overhear the conversation you had with Remilia.”
“You just happened to overhear.”
“Did I do anything wrong? I didn’t, did I? Now please stay still; I’m trying to take your measurements.”
You sigh in defeat. There’s no use arguing with Alice, especially when she’s as committed as right now. Especially when her dolls are manoeuvring around you to help her with the measurement, holding scissors dangerously close to your face. You have no choice but to stay still and let the puppeteer do her work.
Kaguya, on the other hand, is at the other side of the dress room with Sakuya, and you can hear the excitement in her voice as she’s trying out everything in the wardrobe. Your mind begins to wonder; what kind of dress will she be wearing? You’re hoping as hell she doesn’t pick up skimpy attire, as you know she’s not the kind of person who’s into sexy stuff. Maybe one of the traditional outfits? But she already has those at Eientei, and she’s told you once that she’s grown tired of them, so…
“Do you hear that? She sounds very happy,” Alice notes.
“You think?” you ask, dodging Shanghai as she passes by your head.
“Why are you still very doubtful, Yuri? This is your special day, and I suggest that you treasure it as much as you can.” She furrows her eyebrows when you dodge the passing-by doll. “Please stay still, Yuri. You’re interrupting my work.”
“How am I supposed to not move with your dolls zipping around?”
“Sigh… fine. Shanghai, Hourai, would you kindly?” With a flicker of her fingers, you suddenly get entangled in puppet strings. Your protests are silenced when the dolls produce their weapons and aim them at you. “Thank you, Shanghai, Hourai. Well, then.”
You swear to yourself you see cat ears popping out of Alice’s hair as she and the dolls approach you. This can’t be good…
“Is it necessary for me to wear this?” You feel completely restricted in this winter coat Alice has tailored for you. You have to admire the speed of which she took to finish the coat given the limited time she had, but you still think it’s completely unnecessary for her to go to such extent.
“For the sake of this special occasion? Yes, it is.” Shanghai and Hourai, on the other hand, have fixed the wool scarf so that it doesn’t slip off your neck. “For your sake? Of course. For her sake? Definitely.”
“You should know that I’m not used to formality and things like that.”
“What? Going out for a date isn’t formal enough for you?” Alice giggles and steps forward as to fix your hat. “Besides, if luxurious dinner isn’t your type, you can always take her out for a walk. I heard tonight’s the best time for moon sighting, so there’s your chance.”
“Are you implying something?”
“Stop being so ignorant, okay? Oh, look. Kaguya’s here.”
You turn around just as Kaguya and Sakuya have returned from the dressing room. What greets you next is nothing short of amazement: the combination of pink sweater and black tights works like a charm, accentuating Kaguya’s womanly figure for your eyes to feast upon. Her Rapunzel tresses are tied up to form a ponytail, and even so it still reaches her waist. She doesn’t seem to notice your reaction as she’s spinning on her toes, as though she’s posing for imaginary cameras (and you think you heard a camera clicking behind one of the pillars too!).
“Well, I thought I wanted to try this sweater I found. Sakuya said it suits me,” Kaguya remarks and turns around to face you. “How do I look, Yuri?”
She’s… she’s gorgeous.
“Oh~? Looks like our little soldier is spellbound by the princess’ cuteness,” Remilia says as she’s joined the gathering.
“He’s shy, Remilia. It’s written all over his face.” You can feel yourself blushing from ear to ear at Alice’s remark. It doesn’t help that both the dolls have produced a sign out of nowhere that read in Russian: “he’s not shy! He’s just waiting for the right time to jump on her! Bow Chika Bow Wow~” Dolls, what the hell?
“They always say that a girl looks cute in sweaters, milady,” Sakuya points out.
“Well, why don’t you try?” Remilia asks.
“I’ll have to pass.”
“You’re chickening out? What a shame.”
“And a bomb is a poor choice in close quarter combat, milady.”
“You quote that Jensen guy one more time, and I’ll yank those steel nerves of yours, you perfect maid you.” Remilia then clasps her hands. “So! I assume our guests of honour are ready to enjoy the night, no?”
“Actually, Remilia, I think the two of us will just go out for a walk.”
Remilia’s grin drops in an instant. “Aw, I was hoping to serve you with the best banquet this mansion can offer.”
“I’m so sorry, but we’ll have our dinner on our next trip, maybe?” Kaguya apologizes. “You see, it’s been a hectic day for the two of us, and all I really wanted after all the troubles is to enjoy one quiet night with him.”
“Special feeling!” Shanghai and Hourai again express their excitement on their signboard. Shut up, dolls…
“Ah,” Remilia nods understandingly. “A moment to be cherished with your significant other. I can see the importance of enjoying it in peace.” She would then wave her hand dismissively as she continues: “eh, even if you didn’t stay, the rest of the households are already dying to have post-convention party. All is not lost, so you don’t have to worry about—”
“Did someone say party?!” Flandre appears out of nowhere and yanks Remilia on the collar. “Come! Let us party hard and get smashed six ways to Sunday! Because in Soviet Russia, party finds you!”
“We are not communist party, Flandre,” Remilia says.
“Silly sister, it’s because we’re the scarlet devils that we’re communist party,” Flandre replies.
Snow has started falling when the two of you arrive at the village, and Kaguya immediately drags you to Mystia’s food stall. The look of amusement on the night sparrow is imminent as you’re seated down, and you respond of sort with a frown.
“Don’t be such a killjoy, captain,” Mystia chirps. “You’re here because you’re on a date with her. I can tell you’re enjoying it as much as she is~”
Kaguya seizes your hand and tightly squeezes it. “Yes, we are~ and we’re going to enjoy every moment of it!” she declares.
“Oh yes, you should,” Mystia giggles. You get the feeling that she’s meant to direct the statement at you instead. “So! What can I do for you, Captain Ivanov?”
“Whatever Kaguya’s having, I take it,” you answer. “Oh, and vodka. Can’t enjoy the outing without good old vodka, da?”
You and Kaguya are served a few minutes later and dig in. “You know, Kaguya, this isn’t the best place for our date,” you say after blowing into the hot noodle.
“What? You wanted us to stay at the mansion and get distracted by their shenanigans again like this morning?” Kaguya replies. “No can do, Yuri. I’m having none of it. Not after you almost didn’t make it through the brawl.”
“Well, don’t just make that long face. Your meal’s cooling down; that’s not good.” You take a long slurp of the noodle and top it with a chug of vodka. “Oh, now that you’re here, here’s something that may be useful.”
“What is it?” you ask Mystia.
“You know that Anne and her junkyard friends are tsukumogami, aren’t you? Well, guess what? There’s another one.”
“Another one? Tank or warship?”
“According to my reliable source, an airplane. She’s often seen hanging out with Mokou at the bamboo forest.” Mystia leans in as though the next information is very secretive. “I think the border lady is amassing an army of mechanical tsukumogami. There have been rumours of a skirmish near the Graveyard of the Forgotten, so I think she must be taking extra precautions.”
“Or it may be the case of Yukari being Yukari.”
“Well, we can never guess what’s going on inside her head,” Mystia shrugs. “But eh, it’s not that there’ll be another incident involving them. Well, except for the one time one of the junkyard sisters went berserk and attacked Anne out of jealousy.”
“The last thing I want to see is another armed conflict,” you speak. Not after the bloody fight you had with the Lunarian soldiers at the junkyard. “And I won’t let anyone threaten Gensokyo, either. Not under my watch.”
“You can say that,” Mystia sighs. “I’ve lived through Bakumatsu era, Meiji era, Russo-Japanese war, both world wars, the Great Depression, the Cultural Revolution, the space race, Cuban missile crisis, and so on… thought the world would become a better wall after the Berlin Wall fell, but nope.” She pauses as to adjust her slipping apron. “Man, I missed my time with those chummy commies! They were the best bunch of customers I’ve ever had~”
“Well, we have our very own chummy commie over here,” Kaguya suggests.
“Cut it out,” you grumble. “I don’t know whatever you girls are talking about, seriously.”
“Oh, don’t mind his grumpiness.”
“Don’t mind if I do~ dig in, you two! Treat’s on me today~”
As snow continues to fall, you and Kaguya continue talking with Mystia over random topics before you continue the trip. After paying Mystia for the meals you head north of the village to the Forest of Magic. You haven’t forgotten about your associate Rinnosuke and have decided to pay him a quick visit.
“Ah, welcome to—oh? If it isn’t Mister Ivanov and Princess Kaguya.”
“Hello~!” Kaguya waves to Rinnosuke while you give him a simple salute. “We’re just dropping by to do window shopping! Hope you don’t mind~”
“Oh, hohoho, I don’t mind at all. Please! Enjoy your stay.” He then mutters under his breath “at least it isn’t the blasted red-white and black-white again…”
“Anything new and interesting?” you ask after taking seat at the desk.
“Not much, unfortunately,” Rinnosuke answers and passes you a vodka bottle. “There have been rumours of unregistered weapon crates appearing near the border lately, though.”
“They can’t walk across the border on their own. It has to be her doing.”
“Who else but her?” he agrees. “Still carrying your weapons, I see.”
He must have noticed your firearms concealed beneath your winter coat. “Can’t be too lax all the time, you know,” you say and allow him a glimpse of your M1911.
“Well, any gentleman would know it’s worth bringing firearms to protect his lady from all harms,” Rinnosuke chuckles. “After all, she’s waiting for your declaration of protection.”
“You’re implying something, aren’t you?”
“Perhaps I am, Mister Ivanov. Perhaps I am.”
“Yuri, look! Look!” Kaguya has approached you with an ushanka. “Can I have this? Can I? Can I?”
“Since when you’re under the impression that we’re on a shopping trip?”
“Aw, but I’m starting to like it already!”
“Fine, fine. You can have it—wait. I’m not supposed to pay for it, am I?”
“It’s hers for free. Nobody would bat an eye on it anyway.”
“Coolies! Thank you!” Kaguya giggles and puts it on her. “We are now Russians! Come, Yuri let’s march down the streets of Peterskaia and sing the echelon’s song!” she declares and yanks you off the seat, dragging you as she starts dancing to who played Korobelniki on the loudspeaker?
You’re back on the road. The impromptu dance has warmed you up, and coupled with a few more vodkas courtesy of Rinnosuke you think you can take on even the harshest winter of the night. The night’s still early too, and a bit of moon sighting before going home isn’t bad, either.
You take Kaguya to the lake and stay by its side. The snowfall has stopped, though it’s still frigidly cold; Kaguya has started rubbing her hands against each other and cupped them on her face. Sensing that she desperately needs to get warm you pull her into your winter coat and tuck her underneath it. Kaguya giggles happily and wraps her arms about you, then tiptoes herself on your boot as she stares up at you. You know what she wants, so you lean down and press your lips against hers, kissing her deeply and tenderly.
“Feeling cold now?” you ask as the kiss breaks.
“Not anymore.” She kisses you again and turns around so that her back is pressed against your chest. You wrap your arms around her shoulders, holding her as closely as you can. “The moon is surely beautiful tonight, isn’t it?”
You look up to the moon. “Yes, it surely is.”
“Finally, quality time for just the two of us~” she sighs in delight. “No fairies to bother, no scarlet vampire to fight, no arenas to thrash… just you and me, standing next to a lake, watching the moon~”
“I can’t imagine a man would take you on a date like we do now,” you say.
“They all courted me just for my treasures,” she harrumphs. “All men were like that whenever they met me. Always aiming for my wealth instead of the person who was sitting right before them. Can you imagine how frustrating it was?”
You let her continue her rants, even as your hug has tightened. You’re pretty sure she has grabbed your hands and placed them on her chest, but you let that slide. It’s her moment, and you’re not in the position to ruin it.
“It’s not wrong to marry a woman for her wealth, but don’t let that be the only motivation.” You have rested your chin upon her head, silently watching the moon. “There are so many married couples out there that don’t make it to their first anniversary because both parties are never committed to each other, you know. I mean, what’s so hard about marrying a woman because you actually like her?”
“I don’t know. I was too busy serving my country to settle down.”
“Humph. You and your devotion to your country.”
“Hey. I was a soldier.”
Both of you kiss again. Feeling her moans of pleasure inside your mouth, you deepen the kiss and caress her willing body, touching everywhere your hands can reach. A shocked gasp escapes her mouth when you lightly squeeze her butt, and she murmurs something before you silence her, kissing her more hungrily than before. You break away from her before you get too carried away, and cuddle her afterwards to calm her protesting heart.
Without any word, you pull away from Kaguya, step backward and drop onto your knee. You just remembered one of Shinki’s advices. You will not make her wait any longer. Consequences be damned, you’ll tell her tonight.
“I know you’ve been waiting for this, and I’m sorry if the waiting’s too long.” You then take her hand and clench it tightly. “The thing is… I should have listened to my own feeling, and I really should.”
“Y-Yuri?” Her face has turned bright red. Her hand is trembling. “What’s going on? What’s the meaning of…”
“There’s something I need to tell you, Kaguya. I…”
Extra Operation XX: Propose Lunatic Princess
[ ] Do it.
[ ] Don’t do it.
[ ] Genuflect.
[ ] <Retreat>
[ ] <Continue to Night Battle>
Come up with the cheesiest, corniest proposal line possible for our little soldier lost here, Anonymous. Implying that he’s ready to set sail across the sea of tranquillity.
Anyway, guess what? This story is back after, like, what? Months of hiatus? Prepare for yet another delay after this update’s posted, though. Can anyone believe how long this story has taken to come to this critical moment? I know I can’t. inb4 “Yuri/Kaguya porno when, S/at/A?”
For the uninitiated, Mystia was referring to Tiger tank girl Anne, battleship sisters Yamato and Musashi and their sister Shinano. No, Anon, they are not Kancolle version of Yamato and Musashi; I conceived them way before Kancolle even existed. See attached picture. Also, airplane girl? I wonder who that might be…
As you know, fasting month is only a few days away (at least that’s what my calendar is indicating). So before I forget happy early Ramadan, /eientei/ and TH-P.com~