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Ecology and Research Travels Section IV Poingnant!ZaY0isljFw 2024/11/27 (Wed) 03:30 No. 44955 [Reply] ▼

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It’s new thread time! That means I can be proud to be doing this fanfiction than longer is probably considered healthy! I love strange obsessions!

[x] No need to make her do something she’s not comfortable with. If I have to nix the idea then so be it.

What am I thinking? Stray thoughts like that are begging for trouble. I need to read the writing on the wall and tell myself that Wakasagihime doesn’t want to do whatever she’s thinking, so I shouldn’t ask her to.

I lean over to the mermaid, and mumble in reply, “Pretend I never asked, then.”

I return to my position, leaving her some personal space that I’m now terribly conscious of. She doesn’t seem too taken by my statement. If she’s thankful, it doesn’t particularly show on her serene, if not placid, smile. If she’s for whatever reason disappointed… well, no. No, she wouldn’t be disappointed to not do something she admits to being embarrassing.

Nor is this something that I should linger on. Ran and I couldn’t wrack our brains for a whole day on how I could travel underwater, but that doesn’t mean I need to chomp at the bit when a convenient answer shows up. We already vetoed so many other ideas for how much I’d need to ingratiate myself to someone or other, this would be arguably worse.

I shake my head, trying to dislodge myself from internal waxing. Wakasagihime seems somewhat confused by my act, but doesn’t question it.

She does, however, ponder, “Are you sure?” Her concern is clear to see. It’s that of a samaritan who barely knows the line between selfless giving and reckless altruism.

“Yes, it’s not that important. If I really start dying of curiosity I’ll ask around,” I try to dissuade her, waving off the notion entirely. I need to at least try and learn from my mistakes with Kogasa. First and foremost, don’t debase my client whenever possible.

“V-very well…” she allows. Was my first impression two weeks ago so bad that she expected me to immediately agree?

I don’t dare to ask. I choose to instead pick my journal up from the dirt, pencil at the ready.

“Now onto the main point of today,” I start, “I’m here to learn about

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[x] Silly Symphony - The Big Bad Wolf

I wanna see some more Kagerou...

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hmm, I wonder if the Kappa have Popcorn or something like that. ... probably have some sort of cucumber seasoning for it...

anyways... with that in mind, the big bad wolf is less than 10 mins... so it would facilitate the 'adventure' being able to go further today... but that's still pretty short, though there are ups and downs to that. The little mermaid... well the youtube link only begins to get to act II before the video ends... and that's already an hour & 15 mins... (though would the Kappa have the full movie in this case?)

hmm, not sure yet which one to pick with that in mind or how the groups would like them...

there is the youkai side to fear as well, the big bad wolf is silly and not so scary, while there is still the overacting of theatre, the baddies of the Little mermaid there are a bit more menacing so that might be something the Youkai here like more?

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[x] Silly Symphony - The Big Bad Wolf

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Somewhere in the southwestern district of a city, derisively called the Human Village by its less-than-human visitors and inhabitants, where willows grew along the canal, there lived a terrifying youkai. She stalked the canal's banks, her long neck's grip breaking not one bone, her many heads not letting anyone she met escape her nightmare-inducing gaze!

She was...! She was... bored out of her mind.

"What a waste of time... Where is everyone?" Sekibanki said, irritated, to no one in particular, leaning on a tree, arms crossed.

This week was truly the worst she had in her recent memory. It started, like always, with the worst torture ever created - part-time work in the service sector. Well, alright, it wasn't usually that bad. The cafe was in a nice neighborhood, the family that owned the place were nice enough not to bother her with pleasantries, and the pay was good for a waitress.

But it seemed that everyone was out to get her that week. Whiny brats that kept spilling tea on her work clothes, nagging grandmas that would talk all nine of her brains out, meatheaded ronin that kept trying to add her to their bodycount one way or the other, barely disguised hick youkai that kept breaking dishes with their totally well-hidden tails and tentacles, barely sane hick humans that kept unnerving the customers with their nonsense about the staff at Yagokoro Clinic injecting the newborn with tiny metal bugs that only they could see, dorky wolf-women trying to get her into their secret sewing club or whatever, and so on! Made her blood boil just thinking about it.

As she wasted every last mon of her hard-earned pay drowning her sorrows in food and drink, she got an idea. She would end this week on a good note, and do so in a way that was proper for the Rokurokubi Horror - going all out in her horrifying glory! Sure, it would be a few weeks ahead of schedule, but Sekibanki has done this before and rarely got into trouble for it.

So, when the Rat's hour came, she got to her favourite spot under a large willow tree, just some forty ken to the north from her house, and waited. And waited. And waited...

Nearly two hours passed since

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[X]Grill Kokoro for more information. Because of her fondness for Mamizou, there was little reason to trust her at the moment.

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[X]Take Kokoro with them to look for Mamizou and Nue. She'd open up more if they at least pretended to help her.

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[X]Take Kokoro with them to look for Mamizou and Nue. She'd open up more if they at least pretended to help her.

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Ecology Research and Travels Section III Poingnant!ZaY0isljFw 2024/03/19 (Tue) 08:43 No. 44576 [Reply] ▼

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Previous thread hit sage limit, but I also forgot to post the update to a new thread, so an accidental double post it is.

[x] Cirno the ice fairy

“… Cirno the ice fairy,” Patchouli answers.

“Alright, then let’s train her up to fight Meira,” I continue naturally for a moment. My brain does a double take and I realize what was just said, pondering, “Wait… what do you mean Cirno won?”

“It was rather startling, but yes, she won,” Meiling confirms. “Shameimaru didn’t seem to put in much effort, and underestimated Cirno.”

I cajole with a wave of my hands, “I still don’t think I understand how that’s supposed to happen. I see it everywhere that fairies are supposed to be the bottom rung of Gensokyo, but she won against a tengu?”

“Nominally, you would be correct,” Patchouli notes, seated lamely waiting for her next chance to read. “Cirno is an odd fairy, however. You studied her, I imagined you would understand her potential better than I.”

“Don’t be a bastard,” I spew. “I knew she was strong, but I thought Shameimaru was some kind of famous tengu?”

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[x] No need to make her do something she’s not comfortable with. If I have to nix the idea then so be it.

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[x] No need to make her do something she’s not comfortable with. If I have to nix the idea then so be it.

Honestly, being given the choice NOT to do it when Wakasagihime clearly isn't too comfortable to do so just makes it rather clear to not do it. Besides, we already kinda messed up with Kogasa and it's a lesson to take to heart.

Need more journal pages Poingnant!ZaY0isljFw 2024/11/27 (Wed) 03:52 No. 44956 ▼

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A double update?! No, a new thread! It it time for us to leave behind the chapters of the rainbow warrior and the forgotten umbrella. Let us remember them as we go into the next chapter's journey with the mermaid.

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I Have the Right to be Happy! Ch 1 - An Honest Mistake Maxis!OidKvp.98. 2024/04/16 (Tue) 23:34 No. 44630 [Reply] ▼

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Links to other sites:
Archive of our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55260253
Fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14347730/1/I-Have-the-Right-to-be-Happy

Reimu frowned at the liquid in her cup. Others would have tipped it back without complaint, but five-sixths full wasn’t full to her. She looked up at Yukari. “Hey, Mom! Get some—!” She slapped a hand over her mouth in realization.

“Oho?”

“Ohohoho?!”

“‘Mom?!’” everyone said in unison.

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A Brief Respite Maxis!OidKvp.98. 2024/09/02 (Mon) 17:00 No. 44817 ▼

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This chapter was a pain to write because I didn't want the story to go here and where it will next chapter.

Reimu slept better than she expected to. Maybe the ceiling of vines, leaves, and flowers had helped. Whatever those glowing blue lights were had also disappeared. She stepped out of her plush mushroom bed and cringed at the touch of the cold moss floor. She sat there adapting to it before she stood up properly and moved to leave the room.

She found Chen in the main sitting room, drawing something. The cat turned to her and said, “Hi, Reimu!”

“Good morning, Chen.”

“Good morning!” the cat spoke again. Then she pushed herself up, grabbed her paper, and presented it to the shrine maiden, face beaming proudly all the while.

Reimu was no stranger to situations like this, thanks to Keine dragging her to the temple school, but usually, the kids would show her a picture of something resembling an animal or how much their characters had improved. “Oh…! This is… really good! Good job, Chen!”

“Sanskrit!” the cat said smugly, rolling back and forth on her feet.

The human nodded slowly. “…Wow! That’s… impressive!” She handed the paper back to the youkai. “I’ll let you get back to that then.” Chen’s smile somehow widened even further before she brought it back to the table. Reimu moved into the kitchen and sat down at the high table sitting in the middle.

Ran set down a cup of tea, a bowl of rice, and a plate of eggs in front of the shrine maiden, saying, “Good morning. It is currently 10:13:28 AM.”

“Huh?”

“The time,” the shikigami spoke as if it explained anything. She put her hands in her sleeves before continuing. “Was the quality of your sleep adequate?”

“I guess. I think that room you gave me is better suited for Marisa, though.”

“I agree, but I have no say in the interior decorating beyond, ‘get rid of everything that proves too much of a hassle to bother keeping.’”

“Like what?”

“It depends. It could be something dangerous, hard to clean… Stuff l

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Ran should be amazing at bowling though. Even aside from the shikigami calculation but, Chen’s a living, whirling bowling ball! :p

I’m looking forwards to Reimu’s plan backfiring. Her incident instincts might always be right, but I’m pretty sure these aren’t!

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>>44818
This isn't WaHH Reimu so there's a non-zero chance of it going well. A very low chance

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Flustered Masquerade, Round 4 Mibya!gO4r86/FCw 2023/03/29 (Wed) 18:35 No. 44087 [Reply] ▼

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Thread 1: >>41094
Thread 2: >>41628
Thread 3: >>42837

[x] Apologize to Suwako, explain, pull Byakuren aside.
　[x] ...to talk about the booze.

Tragically, perfect, refined solutions would need to wait until all crises were under control. In fact, what I needed now was a… ‘solution’ that, frankly, disgusted me. I nudged Byakuren aside, took a deep breath, and I…

I bowed to Suwako. I bowed deep and firm, like a subordinate apologizing for a screw-up. And worse, my speech followed suit. “My deepest apologies, dear goddess. The mastermind of a kidnapping kerfuffle had sought to ensnare your shrine maiden in her schemes. I have chased that scoundrel down and confined her within my domain, but when Sanae wished to contribute to her punishment, I could not in good conscience deny her.”

Byakuren huffed, annoyed further that I had pushed her away. But Suwako hummed, her desires shifting from protection to confirmation. “And this mastermind was…?”

Reading the faintest ebb in Suwako’s tension, I rose to a far shallower bow. “Lady Futatsuiwa, I’m afraid.”

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Mibya!gO4r86/FCw 2024/05/10 (Fri) 00:20 No. 44699 ▼

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With this, Flustered Masquerade comes to its close. I hope people enjoyed reading and voting on it. I fear I've not done the story justice in its later updates, but hopefully the ending is at least adequately satisfying.

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An ending is still an ending.
Thanks for writing.

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That felt a little abrupt, but I also prefer an ending to an unfinished story. Tojiko taking huge L's here. Didn't even get a chance to try and steal Byakuren. Lol

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Ecology Research and Travels Section II Poingnant!ZaY0isljFw 2023/06/21 (Wed) 05:39 No. 44189 [Reply] ▼

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Moving on to the next thread from >>43483

By the dragon himself, how has it been over a year already?
Thanks for sticking around, folks! Hopefully I can make this chapter 3 congeal into something good soon enough.

[x] Just ask the god that’s always around there for help.

“So what’s the first thing you’re going to say when we get up there, Tanner?” Mokou asks me as the dirt road fades into a set of stone steps.

I’ve gotten used to walking enough that I’m not overly winded, but there is a slight shortness to my breath in conversation when climbing up the steps.

“Well, isn’t it enough to just ask for help finding the frog god?” I reply.

“She is not a god of frogs, Tanner,” Ran notes.

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[x] Cirno the ice fairy
>"Are you the strongest because you're Cirno? Or are you Cirno because you're the strongest?"

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[x] Cirno the ice fairy

“… Cirno the ice fairy,” Patchouli answers.

“Alright, then let’s train her up to fight Meira,” I continue naturally for a moment. My brain does a double take and I realize what was just said, pondering, “Wait… what do you mean Cirno won?”

“It was rather startling, but yes, she won,” Meiling confirms. “Shameimaru didn’t seem to put in much effort, and underestimated Cirno.”

I cajole with a wave of my hands, “I still don’t think I understand how that’s supposed to happen. I see it everywhere that fairies are supposed to be the bottom rung of Gensokyo, but she won against a tengu?”

“Nominally, you would be correct,” Patchouli notes, seated lamely waiting for her next chance to read. “Cirno is an odd fairy, however. You studied her, I imagined you would understand her potential better than I.”

“Don’t be a bastard,” I spew. “I knew she was strong, but I thought Shameimaru was some kind of famous tengu?”

“Famous for annoying others,” Meiling touts. “She taunted Cirno before turning her back to her opponent. Cirno grabbed her chance to show Shameimaru how foolish that was. She stabbed Shameimaru with one of her icy wings.”

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So I may have been told that we hit the bump limit before posting the update. I went into autopilot while posting, so the update is going to be on the new thread as well to make sense of the votes.

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The thread in question.

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The Rabbit Has Not Landed, thread 2 !foOlREAVlE 2022/11/26 (Sat) 19:18 No. 43947 [Reply] ▼

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The veil had fallen.

Someone was bound to pick it up.

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>>44510
Game over for Hito
the rabbit caught him

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>>44545
You could say that the rabbit has landed

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I actually read that as the outlaws being Kaguya & Eirin.
The in-law being maybe Reisen?
Or Tewi?
But those are just guesses.

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He apologized first to the girl. “Sorry,” Kigaku mouthed to Kyouko.

“Sorry,” she echoed as the prophet bowed in shame.

“No—um. It’s alright. Really.” The book-girl shrugged in resignation. “I’ve memorized the contents, more or less. And it was only a matter of time until something like that would burst into flames, so it was only inevitable.”

“And why would that be the case?”

“Because,” she said, her orange eyes falling onto the yamabiko. The girl was half a word into her next sentence until she cut herself short, instead muttering to herself. She hunched over, and, as if the prophet and his companion didn’t even exist, she circled around, mumbling non-words all the while.

“Um. Hello?” Kyouko took a nervous step back and retreated to behind the prophet. “I’m not liking this, Ametsuchi.”

The man silently agreed. It was not just her demeanor, either: Both the prophet and the youkai sensed malintent. And though the book-girl seemed innocuous at first glance, a spell of malevolence took to the air around her.

Kigaku nodded to his assistant. “Excuse me. Miss?”

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[x] He spoke to Nazrin, resourceful as she is.

I'm so happy this is back

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[X] He had yet to speak to Kumoi since his arrival.

Can we really leave a bro like Unzan hanging like this.

Ichirin's fine too. Also kinda rude to just not meet someone were somewhat close with and haven't seen for a millennium.

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[x] He spoke to Nazrin, resourceful as she is.

mouce

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I open the blank scroll, pick up a brush, and begin writing.
"Today, on the 6th August, another outsider got killed." I stop at that single line, and sigh. I really want to add more, but I must stick to what I know, and maintain the archive perfectly. I want to add that he was extremely incoherent, and got killed by the militia after he snatched a sword and threatened to kill them if they got closer.
I put the brush down, carefully, and I stretch. Trying to forget the sight of his mangled body is an exercise in itself, but keeping notes is sadly all I can do. Speaking of which, let's see just how many outsiders are still alive by now.
"Five outsiders got in Gensokyo after their bus got lost..." Five, right. Three of them died before they could reach the village, and the fourth one died yesterday in the evening. Meaning there's only one left, and that poor sap probably doesn't feel all right.

I pick up my cane, and slowly walk to the window. At least today is relatively quiet.
"You got a new dead outsider? Can I eat him?"
And there she goes.
"They already cremated him. And by the way, I didn't give you my keys, how did you come in?"
"I made a spare."
I can't help but smile, and she does the same. Youkais are a troublesome lot, but I don't mind that one.
"Why visit me today? Are you bored again?"
"I finished my book. Got another one?"
Her eyes land on my weak leg, and her smile briefly disappear while her eyes grow enraged. She opens her mouth, but closes it after a while.
"I just might. As long as you tell me why you're really here."

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[X] Check.

I stand up, and slide the door open. The garden is full of little girls, all wearing the same identical white skirts, and they're all looking at the night sky, staring at falling stars. Every star followed by excited screams, and mumbled prayers. I stare for a few seconds, before Tycho sends me another message.

...ha. I see.
Even more people like him, huh. I swallow my saliva nervously, fearing the worst. For all its flaws, I still love Gensokyo, and Tycho has absolutely no attachment or respect for it. I wouldn't put it above it to tear it down.
"I though I told you to stay inside?"
I turn around, and come face to face with the attractive doctor.
"I'm still inside."
"How is your leg?"
I stretch a bit. "Fine. Thank you."
"...I see."
"You were about to say something?"
"Your association with that dragon in the mud, it's not a good idea."
I shrug, trying to hide my confusion; "It's all I have right now, you know full well that a human without protection is already dead in Gensokyo."

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[X] Stare at the moon as well.

Need more Insight.

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Well... Keep going, or give up here?

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Have you ever thought what makes someone human? I know that’s quite cliché for where I am, but that doesn’t stifle my wonder. That seems to be a lot of what I’m doing right now. Wondering. Or maybe wandering? Sitting in bed, or rather futon, at the early hour of a morning is always like this. Just a constant stream of random nonsense for which some piece of coherent thought may stay to be what I think of for the rest of the day. If it can get attention next to its neighbor, the hangover. This one is light but no less annoying, like a small buzz somewhere in the farthest corner of my head.

A call from another room, “food’s about ready! You should be up by now!”

Ah the dilemma, to trudge out of the comfort of sheets and start the day or to remain in comfort with a lighter belly. Not a choice for me, as the footsteps approaching the door forecast the next few seconds.

“I’m not your mother, so stop making me get you out of bed and start your day already,” she announces with an authority enough to vibrate the room. I follow the command to suit with no haste in the slightest. Bidding farewell to my light conscious and greeting my now painfully aware of fuzz in the back of my head self. That won’t make today fun. Seeing that I’m following orders, my host gives a quick harumph and returns to the kitchen. Leaving me to lift my body off the ground.

Enough dramatics, though. I get up with that little extra effort needed for a futon instead of a standing bedside and change into my usual day clothes. This is no more than a simple white folded sleeve button up shirt and some old brown khakis with amounts of pencil lead staining the upper legs. It sounds simple, but I think it looks good for any occasion. The look is only really completed by the shoes, but I need to leave them off inside due to tradition in Japan. Maybe I should wear a tie to recover the lost professionalism.

Thoughts for another time, my benefactor will kill me if the food goes cold before I’ve had it. A quick bathroom run to wash my face and I’m at the kitchen in ample time. Just a moment late, as the kind lady has already set out the plates and is now sitting down at the low table.

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Anonymous 2023/06/14 (Wed) 09:16 No. 44187 ▼

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Birds have been told. Fuck yes.

Regis must really be out of it to still not recall Mokou's article.
He's really gonna enjoy palming his face when eventually does.
Then again, that article makes her out to be some kind of ninja, so maybe it'll cause further (hilarious) misunderstandings. (That article always amuses me.)

Anyway, the choices to me read like: go find her directly (Suwako?); go in and ask someone else (Kanako); and just ask Sanae.
Now, being direct has its uses at times, as we just saw, but this is a shrine and just walking in and sniffing about is highly rude if not borderline sacriligious.

So, I vote to just ask Sanae; I see no reason why she would refuse and dealing with gods requires some sense of decorum, such as first approaching the one whose job is literally to be the gods' intermediary.
Just try to stomach the inevitable proselytising.

[x] Just ask the god that’s always around there for help.

Also, it'd be quite interesting to see this dynamic: A science teacher and a (somewhat modern) ex-high school student with at least a passing interest in the sciences.

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Anonymous 2023/06/14 (Wed) 11:18 No. 44188 ▼

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>"She probably appreciated that but doesn’t want to say so."

Possible tsuntsun Ran points in exchange for momentary incarceration?
This is an absolute win!