“What’s going on?” You ask, looking inquisitively at Reimu.

“We’re going to have a little discussion about a matter that is of great importance to the both of us.” Reimu pushes her chair back as she stands. In one swift motion she picks up the papers and strides across the room to a filing cabinet. The papers are put inside and the drawer closes with a metallic thunk.

“But first. . .” Reimu turns around to face you, her hands held behind her back. “I. . . I just wanted to. . . Thank you. For. . . You know.” Reimu looks down at the ground, averting her eyes from you. Her hands seem to be fidgeting behind her back. Her posture sort of draws your eyes to slightly accentuated bust, though it doesn't feel like that was her intention. A light blush crosses her face.

“For...saving...me.” She seems to be having a difficult time putting together what she really wants to say. With hands still behind her back, she slowly walks across the room. Steadily drawing closer, she continues.

“You know...I never thought I'd be saying this to you. Whatever's gotten into you, its certainly impressed everyone. Even mother is speaking of you in such high regards. It’s almost as if she considers you an entirely different person now. . . Like you turned over a new leaf, or something to that effect." Reimu stops and takes a deep breath. "I'm sor..." be begins but stumbles with her words, obviously not accustomed to speaking a word foreign to her. "I'm sorry about my behavior at the hospital. I had been through alot and your sudden appearance startled me.” Reimu rounds the table that now separates the two of you.

“I really never expected you to actually forgive me for what happened. . . for what has been happening for so long between the two of us...we...it seems like we just naturally act weird around other...always going overboard...” Reimu trails off as she walks up behind you. She rests a hand on your shoulders and leans her head down next to yours. Delicate light waves of warm air brush against your skin she whispers into your ear.

“Anyways I would really like to show you my. . . Gratitude... for saving me. . .” her words takes on new tone. You can hear her breathing go slightly heavy. Her touch feels strange but not unpleasant. The soft heat is a rather disarming as she leans into closer to you.

“What do you mean Reimu?” You start to turn your head to get a good look.

“You’re about to find out.” Reimu’s eyes go wide as see smiles serenely.

“Wait wha-“ but you’re cut off by a loud pop. Everything goes black.

A dull throb. That’s the first thing you’re aware of. Slow and dimly, you open your eyes and look around. The student council room is still here, however the passage of time becomes evident as everything is now bathed in an orange glow and long shadows. Sluggishly you close your eyes and shake your head lightly back and forth, trying to dislodge the haze from your mind.

“Ah. 'bout time yah woke up.” You hear Reimu slur out followed by the noise of something heavy hitting a table.

The rest of your senses painfully try to return as an unsettling picture gradually comes into focus. Framed by the open window behind her, you’re greeted by the sight of Reimu leaning back in her chair with feet propped up and crossed on the table between you. A brown paper bag wrapped around a tall bottle stands dully on the table in one hand. That must have what the "thunk" sound was. The other hand idly plays at her now disheveled uniform. It’s hard not to notice that the first few buttons have been undone, revealing a fair amount of skin. Now freed from its ribbon entrapment, Reimu’s long chestnut hair flows down along her back and shoulders. The cold pale skin on her face seems brighter now, highlighted orange by the setting sun and an out of place red tinge.

Reimu pushes herself back from the table, uncrossing her legs in the process. The chair wobbles precariously before landing back on all four feet with a metallic clack. Unsteadily, Reimu rises to her feet, abandoning the suspicious drink. Ever so slowly, almost painfuly so, she walks around the desk towards you, one hand trailing on it for support.

“So, tell me. . .” Reimu closes the distance to now standing directly in front of you, “Tell me. . .” She lifts up and slides her right knee forward between your legs, resting it on the chair before leaning forward. You can feel the warmth from her leg between yours as other parts of your body heat up in response. Her hair drapes around your head like a veil as she towers over you and leans in closer. Ever so close. The hot humid breath as a sigh escapes her lips flows over you. It lingers with a strong astringent scent of...some you can’t quite identify.

Moving her knee back and forth on the chair unsteadily, Reimu speaks again. “Tell me. . .” she coos, masking any anger until its too late.

“WHA THE FAHK DID YAH DO TO MEH?” With a scream, Reimu’s knee shoots forward into your crotch, sending shockwaves of agony through your entire being.

You cry out in pain and surprise loudly, instinctively blinking back tears while you struggle to gasp out an answer, “I. . . ergh. don’t know wha. . . . gaaaaahh... what you’re talking about!”

“Yeh kno eaaa. . ekk. . . exaaah. . . EXACTLY what ah meahn, Morichika!” Reimu seems quite agitated, “tch. . .Yeh. . yah. . . YAH shhoowan uup, juuust in th. . . th. .. TIME to save meh.”

Reimu leans back against the table behind her, holding her head in one hand and reaching back for the bottle with the other. She takes a long swig before slamming the bottle down on the table.

“How. . . how elsh. . . jusht in time. . . jush so yeh can. . . lewk da he. . . hero to EVERYONE!” Reimu throws her arms wide at this, almost falling back onto the table. She starts giggling madly at this, rocking back and forth on the edge of the table.

With a quick movement Reimu leans forward. "Ya ...ya bastard!" her voice suddenly turns vicious. Swiftly, a hand swings forward. You reach out to stop the oncoming assault, but are surprised to find them bound behind the chair. Unable to block it, Reimu’s slap hits you across your face, leaving a throbbing sting. Your wrists burn with a dull pain from trying to move them.

“Ya hired thaat goon...that bastard who raped meh!” her eyes take on a crazy gleam.

You stutter something in your defense while trying to make your case, but it falls on dead ears. In a sudden panic you try to sit up, but to no avail. A horrible resistance below confirms that your legs are also bound to your seat.

You whip your head back up to face Reimu, who’s now laughing like a madwoman. “Yah relleh think thaat Ah’d not figa it out, din't jah?”

[ ] Try to talk some sense into her
[ ] Struggle
[ ] Remain silent.