Masking Tape 2017/05/12 (Fri) 09:59 No. 40513 ▼
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On second thoughts, I think I'd rather not know.
Not that I'd have anything against it, whatever it was. Kogasa's not into stuff like that.
...that I know of. But surprises are kind of her thing...
OKAY CHANGING TOPIC NOW
"Well, they're here, so we may as well join in, right?" I say. Kogasa's shoulders slump.
"I guess so..."
"Hey Kogasa! Over here!"
A girl in a purple outfit a bit like mine waves at us, with hands full of spoils from the kitchen. A brown speck perched on the brim of her hat seems to be making a similar gesture.
"Sumireko!" Kogasa calls back.
"It's been ages," Sumireko says once we're better in earshot. The inchling on her head shoots me a grin.
"I, um, didn't think you'd be too keen on seeing me again after last time..." Kogasa says, rubbing the back of her head guiltily.
Right, Outside stuff. Still not sure what happened there. Shinmyoumaru glances between the two of them curiously. Sumireko laughs a little too nervously.
"Oh come on, that wasn't your fault!"
"But still, if I hadn't been there..."
"Then I'd probably have gotten myself into trouble later, without you to bail me out," Sumireko says quickly. "But anyway! Flowers! Friends! Food!"
"And don't forget the booze!" Shinmyoumaru cheers.
"Ahahahaha, I'm not old enough for alcohol yet..."
"Gensoukyou rules here, missy!" Shinmyoumaru insists, undeterred.
"You don't have to drink if you don't want to, whatever these knuckleheads say," Mokou says, plucking Shinmyoumaru up by the back of her kimono. "Yo," she adds in our direction.
"Yo," I reply.
"Graagh! Hey! Put me down!"
"Good morning Miss Mokou!" Kogasa says.
"- because I'm small doesn't mean -"
"I don't mean to rush you guys, but I haven't eaten anything all week, so..."
"- can do whatever you like -"
"Ah! You shouldn't neglect your health like that!" Sumireko scolds.
"- not a toy you can toss around as you please -"
"I don't die, so it's fine," Mokou says with a shrug.
"ARE! YOU! LISTENING!?"
"Shush," Mokou says, shaking Shinmyoumaru gently, "grown-ups are talking."
"Anyway, let's not keep Her Highness waiting." Mokou waves us over to where Kaguya is sitting by herself.
"I'm a princess too, you know..." Shinmyoumaru mumbles.
"Then act like one, instead of a spoiled brat." Mokou drops her off in the middle of a neatly-prepared minature of the mat Kaguya is sitting on.
"Hmph." Shinmyoumaru tugs her clothes back down and folds her arms.
"Move over Kags, we've got guests," Mokou says, before flopping down beside Kaguya, her still-booted feet sticking out in front of her.
"Do you mind if we join you?" Kogasa asks politely.
"My my, with manners like that, how can I say no?" Kaguya says. She nudges Mokou with her elbow. "You should behave yourself, like she does."
"Don't wanna," Mokou retorts, grabbing a piece of tempura with her fingers before Sumireko has even finished putting the tray down.
"Really now, you could at least use your chopsticks like a civilized person," Sumireko says. Mokou just grunts.
"Don't waste your time, dear; she's a relic of a bygone era," Kaguya says haughtily. "Cavemen have no concept of table manners."
"If I'm a caveman you must be a great ape," Mokou retorts.
"That would make me blue-green algae," the one and only Eirin Yagokoro jokes as she arrives with even more food.
"Uh, hey Doc," I say, moving out of her way.
"Hello Sekibanki," Eirin replies. "Staying well, I hope? You look a little, shall we say, not all there at the moment..."
"Ha. Ha. Ha," I deadpan. "Some of us have to work for a living, even in spring."
"You poor, inferior beings," she says with a healthy dollop of mock pity and a side of ham. "Now you know how I feel managing the household and clinic all by my lonesome while my apprentice is off rutting with that half-dead gardener."
"...they're that bad?" I ask, shooting a glance over to where Youmu and Reisen are sitting side-by-side.
"No, but I do wish she'd spend less time daydreaming when she is supposed to be working," Eirin sighs.
"Joys of youth, eh?" Mokou says with a smirk.
"You're one to talk," the doctor shoots straight back, cocking an eyebrow and looking between her and Sumireko. Sumireko splutters and reddens.
"How's Keine these days?" Mokou asks, unconcernedly taking a swig of her sake. "Her new neighbours don't like me visiting much."
"I have a professional interest in her psychological wellbeing," Eirin says loftily.
"Don't mean you're not makin' out with her on the side," Mokou grunts. "Gods know she could use some love right now."
Eirin puts down her bowl and opens her mouth, but Sumireko cuts her off.
"Hey, uh, now that we're all here, do you mind if I take a group photo?"
Eirin's professional smile returns so fast I can practically hear the snap.
"Not at all."
Sumireko pulls her... whatchamacallit out and holds it up, fiddling with the glowy side. Shinmyoumaru quickly wipes her face and straightens her skirt, and I catch a few other movements around the group out of the corner of my eye. Kogasa pokes at my bow.
"Uh, I can't quite reach... can we all move together a bit or something?"
"Can't you just levitate it?" Mokou asks. Sumireko shakes her head.
"It's a capacitive touch screen, I can't operate it with my telekinesis. Maybe if I had some wire..."
"I'll get it," Kogasa says, jumping up.
"But then you won't be in the picture!" Sumireko says.
"That's okay, I don't really fit in this group anyway," Kogasa says. "We can take another one afterwards, right?"
"I guess so..."
Sumireko hands the device over. I stay behind Kogasa where I belong as she steps back and holds it up, poking and rubbing at it.
Huh. It really is a picture of everyone.
Kogasa prods something with her thumb, and it makes an odd clicking noise, twice.
Mokou has her hand behind Kaguya's head, two fingers poking up like minature rabbit ears.
"How's that thing work, anyway?" Mokou asks, gesturing at it as she withdraws her other hand. "It looks too small to fit lenses and film."
Sumireko and Eirin start talking over each other about stuff that goes in one of my ears and comes straight back out the other, no matter how hard I try to follow the conversation. Mokou either understands way more than I do or is doing a really good job of pretending she does, nodding along and interrupting with questions.
Kogasa, meanwhile, is still playing with Sumireko's picture-board.
"Ooooh! Who's this handsome young man~?" she suddenly asks, grinning like an idiot.
"Wha- HEY! Give that back!"
Sumireko scrambles to her feet and snatches at it, but Kogasa dances out of the way, continuing to flip though the pictures with one hand while holding Sumireko off with the other. Sumireko lunges at it over Kogasa's forearm, leading to her dangling awkwardly in midair while bent almost double. Kogasa holds her up with ease.
...why does nobody ever remember they can fly?
"I rest my case," Mokou says to nobody in particular, waving her sake bottle in their direction. Shinmyoumaru is either laughing or choking.
"That was mean," Sumireko huffs, puffing her cheeks out and hugging her reclaimed belonging to her chest.
"I couldn't help it! To think a misfit like you has a boyfriend-"
"I'm telling you he's not my boyfriend! And who are you calling a misfit!?"
Eirin picks up my chopsticks from where Kogasa left them and offers me some more tempura.
[ ] Sekibanki was vigilant.
[ ] Sekibanki was ruminant.
I actually finished this yesterday but never got around to posting it. I'll forgot my own head at this rate...