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I blink, and suddenly a devious idea appears in my mind. This could be a chance to mess with one of the great old hags of Gensokyo – they’re usually the ones to mess with us little people most of the time (for a given level of ‘little’, of course), and I almost feel like chuckling under my breath and giving a devious smile. Still, though, it kind of feels a little mean.
Eh, she probably won’t get that mad, or burst into tears. Most gods I’ve met have pretty thick skins.
I cock my head to the side, looking up and cupping my chin in between my finger and thumb. Then I straighten up, look at Okina, and ask [X] ‘Who are you again?’
Okina flinches. I see a bit of hurt in her eyes – if only for a second before she steels herself – and she takes a shuddering breath. ‘You… don’t remember me?’ she asks.
She doesn’t look that composed; she looks like she’s about to… cry.
‘No, no, it was just a joke!’ I say, holding my hands out in front of me and smiling. It’s a bit hard to keep a straight face, but I’m managing.
For a few seconds Okina’s silent. Her expression evolves into one of realisation, then eventually into a glare. ‘Jerk,’ she says, and turns away.
My arms drop to my sides. She’s acting really weird, like how Alice does sometimes. ‘What?’ I ask.
Okina turns around to glare at me again. ‘You can’t just pretend that you’ve forgotten someone right after you’ve met them,’ she says. ‘That’s just mean.’
Oh yeah, I forgot this loli goddess was really emotional.
After a few seconds of silence, I decide to bite the bullet. ‘…I’m sorry, okay?’ I say. ‘It was a bit rude. I’ll admit it. I didn’t think you were going to react like this-’
‘That’s no excuse, you jerk!’ She raises her arm and hits me on the head – ouch. I grit my teeth and hold my head in my hands.
It’s surprisingly light for something that’s a being who exceeds the limits of humanity – or at least most of us. Still, I probably deserved that.
The pain fades quickly, and the two of us are just standing here, at my doorway. Okina still looks a bit mad, but she’s probably calmed down a bit.
Then the goddess opposite me takes a deep breath and sighs. ‘…I forgive you,’ she says, but her voice is so quiet I can barely hear her.
I don’t really feel like standing here for much longer, though. It’s getting a bit awkward.
[ ] I should invite Okina inside; maybe she’ll want some tea. I mean, most people want tea, and I don’t think she’s had any yet with anyone.
[ ] Maybe I should invite her to sit down outside? The forest’s pretty nice, and it’s a clear day today – there’s still some snow left over, but it’s mostly melted by now.
[ ] Actually, wait a second; why is she here in the first place? Isn’t she supposed to be in her door dimension or something, defending Gensokyo and helping it in the background?