Keeping her initiative, Kaguya ushers you out of the dining room once you're done. She takes you back to the courtyard, for ?a bit of fresh night air?. It's there that she opens up an unexpected can of worms on you. She eases into it innocently enough.
"So I asked Eirin a bit more about what was taken."
"You mean the contents of the box?"
"That's right." She sits down on the edge of the wooden floor. "I was told you went to investigate the scene as well."
"Yeah, I decided to kill some time by looking into it."
"Did you find anything?"
"Not really." You're no Sherlock Holmes. Any evidence would have been found by Reisen or someone beforehand. "So what was in the box?"
"Eirin checked against an inventory list." She taps the floor next to her inviting you to sit. You do. "She can't say with 100% certainty that this is what was in the box, given that we have so many things in storage. But she said it was most likely a set of outdated instructions and manuals on robotics."
"Robotics?"
"Well, something like that, anyways. That might be a bit misleading. You see, a lot of the menial labor and tasks are usually performed by intelligent robots and automatons on the moon. So I guess it's more like getting the blueprints to a butler or personal maid."
"I see." You can see why anyone would want to build something like that, but you doubt that anyone in Gensokyo is capable of getting the materials, let alone have the knowhow. "What do you figure someone here would want with that."
"Honestly I don't know." She turns to you all of a sudden, eyes strangely determined. "And I don't care."
"Eh... you don't?" A foreboding feeling washes over you.
Kaguya grabs one of your hands with her own. Her touch is alarmingly cold. It almost makes you want to recoil in surprise.
"Listen good." Her voice matches the lack of heat in her touch. "I can't prove anything, but I'm afraid that you've been used. And you'll continue to be used if you keep associating with
those people. I know it's tough, but just stay here. It may be boring, but I guarantee that you'll come to enjoy yourself. I'll... make sure of it."
"I-" You're cut off before you can even say anything.
"Don't speak. Not now anyways." She lets go of your hand. "Just spend this night thinking about your life here. There's a guaranteed place for you here ? as there's always been. If you want, we can talk more tomorrow morning." She stands up. "Judging by the look on your face, I'd say you have plenty of questions, some of which I might be able to answer. But you might benefit from answering some of those yourself."
Watching her leave you try to say something - the first thing that comes to mind.
"This is getting really old, you know."
"What is?" She stops right in her tracks.
"Putting things off and getting only scraps of information at a time."
"And that's my fault how?" She turns back to you. "You know, all you ever had to do was just ask or say something. I've always been available for discussion or comment. I enjoy ever so much having conversations."
"Well, then you wouldn't mind answering a couple of interrogatives here and now, would you?"
"Not at all." She smiles. "Just ask away."
"Well, for starters. What's the deal with asking me all of a sudden to stay here? I get along just fine with the world beyond Eientei."
"Ah..."She lets out a sight. "I'm afraid that you misinterpreted my words. I suppose there's nothing really wrong with you going out and doing whatever you please."
"Then?"
"I'm just saying that it'll only lead to you ending up being hurt and disillusioned. No one out there cares about you that much. To them you're just a random outsider that's managed to do a couple of things worth mentioning in passing over a glass of ale."
"So... you're just basically being extremely cynical?"
"Not quite how I'd put it, but that may be so. I'm just trying to hold your best interests at heart." She then adds, with a slightly bitter expression. "But that's just talk. I want you to think things over, try to get some perspective. I'm sure that you'll realize that I'm right. Of course, you're entitled to pass."
Sounds reasonable. When she puts it that way, it does seem like she does consider you input to be important. As it should be.
"So I guess it's just all up to me." You conclude.
"As it's always been. It's your life after all."
"Well, good night then. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Alright. Good night." Kaguya nods her head slightly before turning back around and heading inside.
The rest of the evening is spent in silent reflection. You move to your room when you realize it's late. Not that it matters. You no longer need to get up and go to school. Despite the circumstances, you still feel a bit bad about that whole ordeal. Anxiety manifests itself in the form of stomach cramps. Think happy thoughts. Like Alice. Oh wait. Not exactly a happy thought. You haven't seen her. And if Marisa is to be believed, she's upset with you. Your gut feels like it's tying itself into knots now.
Every time that you try to think of nice, positive things you end up feeling worse. Like this whole stolen item ordeal. You can almost taste Marisa's sticky little fingers all over this. And you can't help but feel that she somehow involved you - obviously to no benefit to you.
Damn it. You end up counting sheep (despite the fact that they occasionally change to mini-yous jumping over a fence in order to escape a certain pointy hat-wearing magician) and sleep with much difficulty.
That night, even your dreams are marred with aggravating imagery. To be succinct, a therapist would have had a field day helping you work through all that you dreamt.
The next morning is no good. Think, get changed, eat. You're back on square one - nowhere. It's amidst the internal confusion that you somehow gravitate towards Kaguya. You've sat down and she's talking to you again before you even realize it. Stupid feet. Taking you to Kaguya even though you don't know what to say to her.
"Thought things over?" She's quietly sipping a cup of tea. You have no idea how you ended up in her room, but here you are.
"Well, about that..."You'll probably have to wing it.
"Let me guess... couldn't figure anything out and entered an anxiety spiral?"
"Uh, yeah, that's about it." You let out a small nervous laugh.
"Figures. Even over the net I could tell that you behaved like this."
"I'm sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry about." She smiles. "I'll just have to take the lead here."
"Be my guest."
"Did you make up your mind if you would rather stay here all day? If you stay we can draw up plans on entertainment. There's a lot to do. Oh, and I forgot to mention this earlier, but I can restrict access to Eientei, making sure for the most part that only the right people come here.."
"To be honest, I haven't."
"Well, you don't have to fully commit just yet. But I'd like to hear your general inclination. I can also persuade you more if need be."
Crap, it does look like she expects something at least remotely solid. You think she'd even be willing to accept something aqueous. Even though she's just leisurely drinking her tea, you can feel a serious aura about her. Just like you felt last night while she held your hand.
[] "I think I'd be more or less willing to stay around here."
[] "I'm not sure that I'd be willing to stay
all of the time here..."
[] "Before I answer, do you mind telling me something?" (Write-in question/s go here)
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I'm still a bit sick, but I think I can manage. Updates should flow regularly given enough votes.
>>12538 Indeed. I haven't so thoroughly enjoyed a game in quite a while. Character design is great, not to mention the fuckwin seiyu, and fun gameplay.