You sit silently as Mokou lets loose a new level of rage you haven’t seen before. Somehow it seems better this way; letting her get it all out of her system now. Especially considering the re-opened pain from last night’s conversation and what happened this morning. She storms back and forth on the roof in front of you, listing off all the things that could have gone wrong. “. . . AND ANOTHER THING! HOW DO YOU THINK IT WOULD AFFECT ME? YOU REALLY WANT ME THAT SCARED AGAIN? DID YOU SOMEHOW THINK IT’D MAKE ME HAPPY?” Mokou looks to actually be on the verge of tears here now. “I couldn’t stand it if I… lost you.” The full weight of what she just said seems to hit her. She stands there a moment, not quite realizing what she had just said. There's something in her eyes, but you can't quite tell what it is. Some emotion that you can't identify. Mokou seems to realize that your'e staring at her now. She quickly turns away from you and folds her arms across her chest, Harumphing. She turns curtly before marching off. “Hurry up. Your sisters are already leavin. If you hurry you can catch ‘em.” Mokou slams the door shut behind her, leaving you alone and bewildered on the roof. You pick up the newspaper off of your chest and look at the headline. There’s a picture of you next to Reimu, with the caption ‘Local Boy Saves Girl~’ By Aya Shamemaru. Quickly reading the article, you can see why Mokou was upset. It makes it seem like you ran in there like some brazen hero, some bizarre white knight on shining steed, to rescue the fair damsel in distress. Half the article seem to be made up, with about another quarter being theories by Aya. Only a quarter of it contains any concrete facts, from some policeman who probably thought he was actually talking to a real reporter, not some two bit high school news paper girl. There’s nothing you can do now, except maybe explain the situation a little better once she calms down some, but until then, you should probably avoid her. You should get going, as Mokou said, if you want to catch your sisters and head home with them.
[ ] Head to the gate. [ ] Go to the Club Rooms [ ] Head into town. [ ] Stay on the roof a while.
Mn. . . you really don’t feel like hanging out with your sisters after that little tirade that Mokou went off on. She can make sure they get home safely. You on the other hand, you wan to relax, go unwind. You leave the school and head off in the opposite direction of the train that you take home. Several minutes later you come to the other nearby train station. It runs directly to the downtown area. Riding it several stops down, you come to the downtown station, an head out onto the street. You’re here, so now what?
[ ] Wander aimlessly. [ ] Arcade. [ ] Department store. [ ] Back Alley.
You set off, with no real destination in mind, wandering around the town aimlessly. One foot in front of the other, your feet carry you in no real set direction. You wander past the stores, occasionally looking into them. There’s nothing of any real interest here to you. As you continue to walk, there seems to be more and more food places in this section. You shrug. Nothing down here that you’d want, so you turn around, and go a different direction. You wander on for a bit before stopping in front of the GBK, Gensokyo’s own little broadcast company. Huh. You always thought the building was larger than this, but it really does seem quite small. It is known as somewhat of a tourist destination, and usually has a variety of interesting things in it. You could probably kill some time in there if you wanted to, or you could keep wandering.
ok, go inside won. I'm fallin asleep here, so I'm off to bed. I'll pick this up sometime tomorrow before I go to work, but no guarantees on how long I'll be able to run it before I have to run off. Should be at least 2~3 hours. anyways, Gn'ight folks.
If Mokou is still sore at us the next time we see her, I wonder if that would be the time to patch things up with a little present.
Perhaps that's a bit too early, yet, though. Gotta work that tsuntsun shell more to gradually weaken it, before finally cracking it open with a decisive blow to reveal the gooey deredere filling hidden within.
Goin to bed now, I'll do some writing tomorrow. It's just hard to get writing in during the small window I have between waking up, taking care of the stuff I have to around the house in the morning, and then having to run off to work. Plus, I'm not going to be able to run anything tomorrow night, as I open on sunday, after closing on saturday. Gotta love that.