[X] "No part of the river Volga is deep enough for just comparison to our entwining fates, comrade. We are brother and sister if not by the blood we were born with, then by the blood we will yet shed for the future of this land."
[X] "And while I must admit that the fall took me unawares, serendipity found us with yet more potential members for the Party."
[X] "Speaking of which..." Continue hugging Suika, but introduce yourself to the black-white.
The black-white's inquiry brings in an interesting, and quite serious, question that you've overlooked in the wake of the numerous events that transpired today. In a little over a day and a half, you have become close with the girl you currently embraces, create a bond that long surpassed simple friendship. Yet what that bond is, you find it hard to pin-point it exactly. What is Suika to you, you ask yourself, and in doing so you find that there exists not a single, unchallenged answer, but a swarm of uncertain ones, ones that are backed by a variety of different emotions a human feels. You find yourself asking, if you see her as merely as a trusted brother-in-arms in the Revolution, or something else, such as one of your siblings, or as your daughter, or even a potential significant other. Yet in the end, you cannot truly draw an absolute conclusion to this seemingly simple answer.
Yet whatever it may be, there is one certain fact that you know, that is undeniably the truth. The bond you share with the oni is nothing common, it's special and deeply rooted. You know you will lay down your life if it meant her continued living, and believe with your soul that she will do the same. Fated it is for you to arrive in this mystical place, shown by the myriads of events you encounter in this short amount of time, and so it must be fated that this bond be forged, and eventually be clear on its essence. For now, knowing that is enough.
Taking a bit of time to reorganise your rampaging thoughts, you turn your attention towards the witch, though never letting Suika be out of your sight and mind for a single moment. "No part of the river Volga is deep enough for just comparison to our entwining fates, comrade." You say, tightening slightly your hold on the girl in your arms. The blonde merely looks amused, though a hint of seriousness surfaces briefly. "We are brother and sister if not by the blood we were born with, then by the blood we will yet shed for the future of this land." A grim look replaces what you display before, as you reaffirm to your own self the fact that bloodshed is unavoidable. Revolutions, whatever its nature may be, always bring about violence and destruction. It is the aftermath, of how things are going to be rebuilt and of how people are going to be looked after that shows the worth of that revolution. You wish you could place your faith on a peaceful resolution through this 'danmaku' system, but history have mostly quoted that as wishful thinking.
The only thing you could do to minimise the incoming bloodshed will be to have a stronger influence, a stronger sway over people's thoughts before the inevitable counter-attack of the capitalists and their supporters. A stronger presence, a stronger force, a stronger Party to lead the people. Only through such measures will you be able to crush the resisting capitalists and end the conflict as soon as possible. Presence is shown by available forces, who are in turn lead by the Party. Therefore a stronger Party, with more influencing members, is the key to the success of the Revolution in the least violent way. This is what you've been doing since you've figured out your purpose, and this is what you'll keep on doing until the time is ready. You already found a few possible candidates.
"And while I must admit that the fall took me unawares, serendipity found us with yet more potential members for the Party." You say after awhile, to which the black-white perks up upon hearing.
"Wait, wait, wait! What do you mean a party? Why don't I know anything about this?!" She speaks in excitement, her eyes gaining a bright spark at the mention of a party. Though you're certain the meaning behind the word is different for the both of you, it is in context the same thing. Your objective is to strengthen the Party through this approaching party, your guests are there to enjoy a party and potentially become a Party member. It's a tad bit amusing, really, for you find many opportunities, and no doubt many mores, through the wonders of double meanings. A double entendre, as the European says.
"Geez, if I knew something fun's gonna happen I would've brought my stash ze~! They're awesome you know, presents from Kourin, 'great for parties' he says!" The witch exclaims, soon hoping onto her broom and...floats in midair. You're not sure if you should be relieved or not, but you find yourself unsurprised by such things happening now. "Heck, I'll go and get them now; you don't find many chances for parties nowadays ya know! Wait here ze~!"
A thought come across you, and you halts her before the black-white could zoom off to wherever she's heading to. "Please wait a moment, I have an inquiry." You say as you remove a hand from hugging Suika, who have now stop crying and instead enjoying the occasion, and place it on a free part of the broom, holding it in place. "It seems the Red-White is less than enthusiastic about her own Party. Do you have any way to have her join in the festive spirit?"
"Oh, and, speaking of which, Aleksandr Vassiljevitj Ivanov is my name, comrade. Lieutenant of Aviation be my rank, though it seems its need had expired since my arrival in this land of wonders." You remove your hand from the broom, the rider no longer seeming to shoot off in any given moment and instead focuses her attention at you and your words. "What, if I may ask, be your name? For I do appreciate to know the title of a comrade in the coming Revolution."
The blonde witch, instead of answering you immediately, looks at you with a thoughtful expression. You cannot determine what she may be thinking, though you can feel, however, a wisdom she doesn't seem to possess from first glance emanating from her expression and the slightly altered posture. "Hmm, you know, I AM a magician, and not a shut in like Alice. So I do understand things better. It's not that simple is it, this party?" She questions with quite a large smile, rather unnervingly. Yet before you can answer she continues on her own. "Well, whatever. A party is still a party, so that booze is still gonna be there. And it's not like you won't find out soon anyway, so yeah, Marisa Kirisame, the most awesome magician ever, is me! I'll be keeping an eye on ya, so no funny stuff with Suika, because I'll know ze~"
And, with that, she takes off before you could say another word, flying into the sea of trees of the Forest of Magic and out of sight in a blink of an eye.
"Hey, Alek, what does Marisa mean by funny stuff?"
A certain voice brings you back to your surroundings, with Suika looking up at you with an innocently confused stare.
With the combination of the numerous work to do to prepare the Party, the slightly worrisome words of Marisa the witch and now one of the top 'dreaded questions of all times', you can feel the large load of oncoming troubles ahead.
 Birds and bees, she's still too young...even if she's technically older than you.
 Divert attention; this is not the time for this kind of things. (Course of action?)
 Total facts, she's old enough to know these things...right?
 Write-in goes here
Okay, so here's the update. Crash and burn, this is the result. Not especially satisfied with this one, since I couldn't figure out a suitable resolution for more Suika, and felt that I've failed characterization of the characters in this update. Still, this is the first step towards getting back on track, so hopefully you find some enjoyment from this instalment. For now, I retire for bed.