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This is my best guess at reading into your explanations for refusing.
[X] Refuse her
“I can’t. I can’t sleep with some girl I barely even know!” Even if it is one this good looking. “I mean, I’m flattered by the offer and all, I guess, but I’m not going to take something just because I can get it! Sex isn’t that simple! You don’t have sex with someone because you have a chance to, you do it with them because you lo—” No, too strong. “—like each other!” That’s it. What else can you say?
Koakuma looks at you, somewhat startled by the outburst. Then she grins. That’s a devil’s grin. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” Pow.
She sees straight through you. Is that such a virgin thing to think!? “I don’t want to hear that from a person trying this desperately to get someone in bed with her!”
The smile doesn’t even waver. “Ooooh, you’re turning green.”
“I am not!”
“My poor virgin
baby. Don’t worry, I’m sure someday you’ll find that special lady.” It’s a smirk now.
She’s taunting you. That bitch. “Go to hell, you devil slut!”
She turns away, bringing her hands to her cheeks. “Oh nooooo! The virgin’s
going to assault me!” She runs around, hands out front. Acting like this thing is girly.
You stomp towards her, and she squeals and jumps back, then sticks her tongue out at you. “Virgin, virgin!” You take another step, and she runs off, still chanting it. What an irritating woman.
Now where did Cirno get to? She left before that, but you don’t know— footsteps. Behind you. You turn around, and your blood runs cold. It’s Cirno. But that’s not the reason. Don’t say it. Oh god, don’t say it.
“Hayate, what’s sex?” She says it.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Damn it. Shit. Think, Hayate. You can come up with something.
“You see, when two people like each other a lot…” Anything. Just make it up. “…They want to do something to show that affection.”
She takes on a serious face. “This seems important.”
Come on. She’ll believe anything. Just say it’s something totally innocent and—
“It’s something to do with sleeping together, right?” Damn you and your big mouth
. No, this can work. “That’s exactly it! It’s when you and another person sleep in the same bed!”
She’s thinking. Did she buy it? Oh hell, please buy it. “That doesn’t seem like much of a big deal.” Yes
. Thank you, Hakurei miko.
“Right! It’s not really a major thing, it just shows that you really like the person you do it with!”
She thinks, then smiles brightly. “So that means you really like me!”
“Well, yeah…” Good. So long as she believes it.
“Wait, what’s a virgin, then?”
This works simply. “That’s someone that hasn’t had sex before.”
“But you have had sex, then! Why didn’t you just say so?”
“That’s because... She’s just a strange person. She wouldn’t have listened.” Cirno seems to be happy with this explanation, and grabs onto your arm. Well, this is fine, right? Time to find Patchouli.
It takes a few more minutes of walking around the endless maze of bookshelves, but eventually you come to that clearing. Towers of books piled all around at dangerous heights. Really, with all the candles around here, knocking one of these over could light up the entire library. You carefully make your way through the stacks to find the magician intently staring at another monstrously thick book, still wearing those same pyjama-like clothes. You head over to the desk, but you get no reaction, as she just continues to flip pages.
“Haya—” You slip your hand over Cirno’s mouth and bend down to whisper to her.
“Shh. I want to see how long it takes her to notice us.” You wait. And wait. And wait some more. Her gaze doesn’t shift from the book, even once. You try to get a look at the book, but it’s in a language you don’t understand. Some western one. French? Maybe. You have no idea. Can’t read the cover from this angle, either. The only thing you find is that Patchouli reads ridiculously quickly, and is totally oblivious to her surroundings. She isn’t showing any sign of stopping, and this has gone on long enough. You drop your hand on her desk, next to the book. “Hey.”
Suddenly, she slides back in her chair and points at you, whispering something, before a blast of magic flows from her hand, right into your chest. You go flying back, right into those towers you tried so hard to avoid. They come falling down, right on top of you. You try to keep your head covered, but a particularly heavy book slams into your shoulder, and something breaks. You’re left cradling your arm while being buried under a pile of books. This just isn’t your day. Eventually the pounding stops, and you can feel the parts of your shoulder sliding back together under the skin. With some effort, you push your way out from under the paper grave. You’re greeted with the sight of a serious looking Patchouli wielding a ball of flame in her hand, and a very worried looking Cirno. She examines you as you stand up and rotate your arm to make sure it’s all working right, then remembers you.
“…You’re the butler?”
“Thanks for realising.”
She sighs, clenching her fist, and the flame disappears. She sits back at her desk, rearranging the things knocked around. “You shouldn’t play jokes like that. Someone could get hurt.”
“Could!" If one of those shelves had been knocked over I’d have died!” She’s not even apologising!
She puts her glasses on for a second and examines you, before taking them off and resuming what she was doing. “You look fine to me.”
“That doesn’t change the matter that—”
“So who’s the fairy? And why are you a vampire?” She doesn’t even look at you while she talks.
“This is Cirno. She’s also working under Remilia now. Haven’t you guys met before?” You’ve been out for five days. You’d have thought Cirno would have been in here at least once.
“As I told you before, cleaning the library is left to Koakuma and myself.” Right, she did say something like that. Cirno’s hardly the type to care about a library, anyway.
“And how did you know I’ve become a vampire?” It’s not like Koakuma could have just told her.
“You have those wings. That means you’re either a vampire or a bat youkai. And as a human, you’re not about to become a youkai.” While simple, you guess that’s a decent enough explanation.
“Well, that’s what happened. I became a vampire. I’ve been in bed for the last five days, which is why I haven’t come to visit.”
Patchouli ponders this for a while. “I guess you weren’t lying after all, then.”
“Why would I be?”
“It’s not like you’re the only person to come visit the great magician of the devil’s mansion.”
“So what, people lie just so they can meet you?”
She sits back, and nods. “Most of them want me to teach them to use magic. Why they would come to me and not ask the teachers at the village, I have no idea.”
Maybe you’re more popular than you know, Patchouli. “You have reached something of an urban legend status, you know.”
She sighs. “I don’t care for such a status. I don’t want those sorts of people wasting my time.”
“Yeah, it’s not like you’re going to live forever or anything. How inconsiderate of them.”
She glares at you. “Every minute they waste with their questions is time I could spend learning.” Maybe you should spend some time learning about people. “Now, tell me. How did you become a vampire?”
You explain how Remilia offered you the choice, and you accepted in order to become more useful in your work. Patchouli just stares at you incredulously. “You’re either a terrible liar, a great liar, or incredibly simple-minded.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence. It’s the truth, though.”
“So you believed everything she told you? You didn’t take into account that you’ll never be able to go outside during the day for several hundred years, even with my help, or that you now have no future outside of these walls?”
“Hang on, what do you mean by that?”
She sighs, deeply. “Look at yourself. Look at your wings. Those don’t come off. You can’t hide them. How do you think other humans will look at you? They’ll call you a monster. And who would ever want to bring a monster under their employ?”
“Come on, the village isn’t that bad.” They let people like Remilia come and go, after all.
“Are you blind, or wilfully ignorant? The villagers whisper when someone as human as Alice visits. Just because she’s different. How do you think they’d react to a man with bat wings and fangs?”
“Hold up a bit. How do you know Alice?” She’s never mentioned knowing Patchouli.
“As we’re both magicians, we’ve met to compare notes on a few occasions. It’s mostly fruitless, however. We’re cut from completely different cloth. Our research and goals are different.”
“So Alice told you about this?” She nods. Alice… You had no idea. You’d seen some of her puppet shows. The children love her. Why are the adults the ones acting like fools?
“They’re scared of things they don’t understand.” She sees right through you. “It’s not malice, not really. They just think they have it all figured out. Their perception of the world keeps them sane. They don’t want something to come along and challenge that perception. Something like a former human who now drinks the blood of his fellow man.”
She… May just be right. Remilia comes and goes from the village, but that doesn’t stop people from spreading rumours. And people have only known her as a vampire. But people knew you. They knew you as a human. If you were to go back there as a vampire, what would they think? That Remilia is trying to create followers? That she’s trying to take over? There’s no telling what could happen if such rumours got out of control.
Patchouli finishes tidying up her desk, and sighs. “I’m in the company of a vampire and a fairy, and I don’t know which is less intelligent. Such a sad day for your species, Hayate.” Your species. Vampires. That’s your species now.
Cirno takes offense. “I’m far smarter than he is!” You don’t even bother protesting.
Patchouli hands her a book. “Read this.”
Cirno realises, even if only for a second, that she’s going to regret what she just said. But she refuses to back down, and opens the book. She stares at the pages for a while, then slams the book shut. “Something like this is way below my superior intellect! Give me a real test!”
“Eighteen divided by two.”
“Nine.” You answer for her.
“Fairies continue to be the most intellectually challenged humanoids. Interesting.” Patchouli opens another book and starts writing something down. Cirno tries to grab the pen, but Patchouli swings her hand away, and Cirno falls over. Patchouli starts to laugh, before coughing again, like before. Oh, right.
“Hey, I brought you something for that, actually.” You pull the inhaler out of your pocket and hand it to her.
“What’s… this?” She speaks between coughs.
“Well, Rinnosuke said it’s supposed to help treat asthma. If you push the button on the top, some strange smelling air comes out. Try breathing that in, maybe.” That’s the best you and Rinnosuke came up with on how to use it, back when he originally found it. You never had anyone to verify it with until now. Patchouli considers it for a while, then decides to try it. After just a few seconds, her coughing noticeably calms. Soon enough, the fit is over.
Patchouli looks between the item and you. “I don’t know what to say…” She almost goes a little red. Maybe. You think. “Thank you for this.”
You’re all quiet for a while, until Patchouli pipes up again. “What did you come here for, anyway?”
Oh, right. “We came to see if we could help you clean up or anything.” Looking at the mess, you didn’t do a great job of it. “Well, you can now.”
Soon enough, you and Cirno manage to turn the pile into a number of dangerously unstable stacks. At least they’re not as tall this time. “Don’t worry about sorting them. I’ll leave that to Koakuma.” So that’s what she does around here, when not sexually assaulting any male visitors.
“Hm…” Patchouli thinks aloud. “I might be able to give you something in return for this, actually.”
“Oh, don’t worry about it. It was no trouble.”
“No, it was!” Cirno seeks her reward. “We’ll take it!”
Patchouli glares at her. “Not for you. I’m not inclined to believe you had anything to do with this.” Cirno hangs her head, caught out. “Hayate, I could teach you about magic, if you like.”
“About magic? I could learn to use it?”
“Of course. As a human it’s likely you wouldn’t have been able to, but as a vampire, you’ve inherited a fraction of Remilia’s powers. Magic is one part of those powers.”
That hadn’t even occurred to you. You’re not sure what use you’d have for it, but it sure sounds interesting.
“I could teach him that! What a useless reward!” Cirno continues to be defiant.
“Cirno, I—” Don’t think you’d really be fit to teach anybody about anything.
“Fairy, since you came into existence knowledge of magic and flight have been natural to you. It would be impossible for you to explain it to one who has never experienced such knowledge before.”
“I guess…” Cirno almost seems disappointed.
“Hey, that’s another thing. I should be able to learn how to fly, right?” You do have wings now, after all.
“For that, I’d suggest you ask Remilia. Vampires do not fly like a fairy or a magician would. While it’s true that their wings are mostly for show, the process is different. If you tried to use the same methods as I, you would likely fail.” Damn. Learning from Remilia, huh. That’ll take a while.
“Well, my offer to teach you magic is open whenever you have time. Just drop by and find me. For now, I’d like to be left alone. All this talking has left me rather tired.”
Same as last time, huh. “Alright. Cirno, let’s go.”
You leave the library with Cirno in tow, and no devils to be seen on the way out. You check your watch. Hm… Probably enough time to check one more place before you’ll need to make breakfast.
[ ] Check on Sakuya
[ ] Go see Meiling [ ] Check the library
[ ] Check the basement
[ ] Check on Remilia
[ ] Get to work on the cooking early with Cirno
[ ] Other