"Troublesome oni! Suika, where are you?!"

That's right, this is not a good day to be playing hide and seek! Drunken oni contests require their penalty games to be fulfilled! And since Reimu had gone to the village today, you decided that it would be best to fool around without her around - and such an occasion just arrived before you. The problem is, how is Suika to do her silly tasks if she's nowhere to be seen! What a selfish girl - running away like that! The rage wrought by her sly deeds has been threefolded! When she returns, this is going to be one HELL of a penalty game!

Misfortune wanted, that just as you were taking a corner in the overly long corridor of the shrine, something - or rather someone - was doing the same at the moment. Only from the other side.
"Woah!"
Suprised yelp escapes your lips as a gust of cold air wraps around your face like a spring breeze, making you instinctively jump aside.
And land in something soft. To be exact, your back suddenly gets supported by two soft objects, and out of the blue, a pair of arms appears under your shoulders, preventing you from falling onto the floor. An unexpected, but appreciated help. Then, this person has to be...
"Mima?" you try turning your face towards your saviour, and - indeed - it turns out to be the said mischievous ghost "Ah, yeah, sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
Mm, yes, walking through her just like that, it couldnt've been pleasant for her. She once said that keeping physical form is a bit of a pain so she avoids doing that as often as possible... But this creates 'some' problems for other inhabitants... Too bad she's that kind of a person who has other people's problems deep up her nose.
"No, no. I don't mind." her warm smile assures you that she really doesn't "I should've payed attention too."
"Mhm."
Taking her hint, you get back on your feet and face Mima on equal level. Well, almost equal. Altough her physical form is shorter than you, right now, she's floating a meter or so above the ground. Plus her hat makes her seem even taller...
"Uh, so what were you doing here?"
Mima puts her finger to her lips.
"Me? Oh, I was just looking around..."
You cock your head sideways and squint your eyes. Looking around? Mima looking around usually means she's bored. And that means trouble for all that find themselves in her path. This time, it happened to be you. Brace for impact? You better do.
"... anyways," you make a poor attempt at changing the subject "Have you seen Suika around? I'm trying to find her and--"
"Hey." she interrupts you without any remorse.
What is there to do other than shrugging?
"... yes?"
"Play chess with me!"


...


Chess. Why chess? And why did you agree to such a ridiculous request? Chess. Damn, you've never been good at chess, bah, sometimes you'd even lose in a match against yourself, let alone playing with someone else. Did she know about that? And why the hell chess, anyway?!
Now the situation is tragic. No, it's not tragic. It's totally screwed up. Your king was left alone on the battlefield, in absence of it's servants, forced to fight a still-marching band of pawns and towers, as well as a hetman and opponent king.
"Your move."
Gleeful at her control over situation, Mima urges you to make a move, smirking mischievously and sending you strange glances at the same time...
"Mima, you're not reading my thoughts, are you?"
She makes an obviously false offended face. So painfully fake you almost flinch.
"Me? Why would I do something like that, I wonder? It's just a game, right?"
A game with a ravenous spirit - ravenous for other people's misfortune at that - is not what you'd call 'just a game'. No, just the opposite. It's like a battle for one's life! There is no place for mistakes! The bet is your life, and should you fail, she would be free to do with it as she pleases!
With shaking hands, you get a grip of your king's crown, and slowly raise it's figure into the air. Like a weird stamp, you slam it down on the board, on a neighbouring spot. That's right! This spot is the best! It was made for you! No one can take you down if you stand on this spot!
"Check." Mima moves her pawn "And mate."
"IMPUDENT GHOST!"
How can this be! For you to lose to that woman! What manner of twisted insult is this! No, wait, this cannot be! Inconceivable! Your eyes run through the board, seeking a single possible path of escape from her forces, but... But...!
There are none. She is right. It's a check-mate. But unlike real life, you cannot fight for your life till the last breath and drop of blood.
"MIIIIIIIIIIIIMAAAAAA!!!"
Throwing your arms towards the ceiling, you stand up and yell the name of your nemesis. For what sins were you punished with such an obviously cheating enemy?! This is unfair! Most definitely unfair! A rematch? What good's it going to do?
The malicious spirit fans her grinning face with her hand. No, that's not how winners smile! That's the smile of a traitor!
"What's the matter? Why the glare? Didn't I win fair and straight? We all had the same amount of pawns."
"That's not it--!" you try to protest, but to no avail. She deliberately ignores your every word.
"Now, are you ready for your penalty game?"
Oh, so it was all about that! A roundabout method of making you do her bidding, and in a totally legal way too?! Cunning plan, Mima! Very cunning! But this can't end yet! Unfair as it might be, this man is not going to let you win!
"Mima, I'm sorry." your hand ventures towards your head as inconspiciously as possible "I can't let you throw me around like that. Forgive me, but I have to--"
But before it can reach it's destination, the same feeling as not so long ago appears on your back.
"Can't~ let~ you~ do~ that~"
Her words are like a mocking sound, underlining the fact that she's grasped your arm, and is successfully preventing it from reaching your face.
"Mimaaa!"
"Mm," she purrs straight into your ear. Damn it! She knows exactly how to dull your senses! "Why don't you listen to what I have to say first?"
Shit, shit, shit! Why are you getting aroused by that? Yeah, her breasts do feel nice and and soft... Her breath on your ear is really pleasant, but... This is too much. What does she want anyway, that she's so desperate? Or perhaps, is this another game? Very well. As long as it's not chess, then this man is at your service! As long as it's not chess. Bring it on then, Mima.
"Sure." you say, putting as much confidence in your words as possible "Why not. Speak up."
She strenghtens her embrace on your body.... Whether this is another countermeasure for your potential escape, or just a simple gesture, you can only wonder.
"Mm, what's with the sudden change of attitude?"
"Just get to the point."
Again. Rub, rub.
"Mm, don't you like it though?"
You sigh.
"That has nothing to do with it."
"Awww."