ALL NOVEL Prologue: Meeting the Whimsical Shrine Maiden Goddess (part 2)
— Third person perspective
"My my, I did not expect him to pass out so instantaneously. Well it is a sight that would make most humans puke. But it may be a little beautiful too, fufu. That girl is such a handful, making so much of a mess of herself. I should have put her to sleep instead. But, It was useful to keep her awake. Poor Itsuki-kun should come to his senses soon after waking up.”
The shrine maiden(?) gently stroked her palm across the surface of a red box, large enough to contain an adolescent human child. It was as if she was trying to wipe off the blood splattered all across the surfaces of the box. Something that looked like a human girl was sitting in one of the corners of the box.
Her whole body was dyed in a dark, burned red. Especially her hands and elbows, blood had thickened around her thin fingers, forming a pseudo skin around the visible bones.
Her eyes were dead, resembling an abyss, staring at oblivion.
The shrine maiden(?) gently called out to the "girl", almost in an affectionate tone, "Sayuri-chan, wake up~ Itsuk-kun is here. I have brought him to see you."
"...................Nii....tan?"
"Mhm, Itsuki-kun, your Nii-tan, is here, sitting on this chair."
The "girl" twitched, the blood on her body rubbed against each other, making disgusting squelching sounds. Almost instantaneously a face painted a dark red jumped on the wall of the box. Her stained palms in motion to wipe off the thickened blood splattered on the wall.
"Where? Where? Where? Where? Where? Nii-tan? Nii-tan? Nii-tan? Where are you? Niiiiiiiii-taaaaaaaaaaaa! where Nii-tan? Where? where? where are you?????? Nii-tan"
"On the chair, over there. He has such a cute sleeping face even though he passed out after seeing you."
"Don't look! Don't look Don't look Don't look Don't look Don't look Don't look Don't look Don't look Don't look! Nii-tan's sleeping face is Sayuri's! Only Sayuri can look at Nii-tan's sleeping face! Forget it, forget it forget it forget it forget it forget it forget it forget it forget it forget it forget iiiiiiiiiiitttttttttt!"
"Now now, Sayuri-chan. You must not behave in such a disgusting way in front of your big brother. He might start to dislike you, you know?”
“Dis-like? Dislike Sayuri? Puah hahahah hahahahaha! Hhah guh ahahah guh ahahahah ahahaha guahg hahahahaha h ahahah ha hahahahahah haha hah ha haha hahahahah hah—”
The “girl” keept laughing, and coughing spurts of mushy blood, endlessly, in a haughty manner, as if mocking the shrine maiden(?). Her distorted laugh echoed confidence and arrogance, expressing her unshakable belief that the boy would never come even close to disliking her.
“Silence! You foolish human! DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THE DEPTH OF THE SIN YOU HAVE COMMITTED?”
The shrine maiden(?) gripped her throat through the wall of the box, choking her completely. In a rough manner, she lifted the “girl” by her throat.
“You have greatly sinned, human child. You ruined Itsuki-kun for your own selfish desires. For that you will be punished in a few instances. You will have no laugh left. You will beg on your knees, rubbing your forehead on the ground, as the pathetic human child you are.”
“Guahgggg cough cough cough gaghahdgh”
The “girl” coughed blood on the shrine maiden(?)’s face, but she did not even blink, or twitch, as if nothing happened.
However, the shrine maiden(?) wasn't smiling now. Her face was blank, eyes darkened. Her mouth only spat out the words to the wall. She then snapped her fingers, a clear bell-like ring echoed in the infinite space, even through the mad laughter.
Momentarily, the box vanished and that something that resembled a human girl, took on a proper form. The shrine maiden(?) released the girl’s throat, dropping her on the floor with a soft thump.
“Haaaaa…..cough cough. Ow….at least drop me a little gently.”
The girl nonchalantly complained, propping herself up on her feet.
She looked down on her dark blue shorts, the ends reaching about the middle of her plump thighs. Everything below the shorts was completely bare, exposing her porcelain, smooth skin.
Cute sky-blue ankle socks, with small white polka dot patterns, were protecting her feet.
“Sayuri adores these socks.”
“Of course you do. They were given to you by Itsuki-kun.”
“Thank you for restoring them.” The girl gave a small bow.
“You are welcome. But you adore that t-shirt more, yes?”
“Yes.”
“May I try on that t-shirt for a bit?”
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Pleaaaaassssse~?”
“No.”
“Please with a cherry on top?”
The shrine maiden(?) instantaneously shifted inside the girl’s personal space, and looked into her eyes with child-like excitement and stubbornness.
“.........only in-exchange for some information.”
“DEAL! Now give me give me give me give me give me give me give me give me give me give me that t-shiiiiiirt~!”
“Please calm down.”
“Yes!”
The shrine maiden(?) gleamed like a happy child having their wish fulfilled. The girl in contrast was slowly, like a snail, with much reluctance taking off the t-shirt.
The t-shirt loosely sat on the girl’s torso reaching down to her shorts, the sleeves looked large compared to the dainty arms passing through them, giving her outfit a comfy and fluffy look.
Except for the large, slightly distorted ‘愛’ character printed on the upper half of the t-shirt. It was prominently bulging outwards and stretched by the pressure of her large bosom.
Her breasts slightly jiggled as she pulled off the t-shirt from her head.
“Mhgm Haah….Here…..not for too long okay?”
“Fine Fine, just give it to me already♪”
The shrine maiden(?) quickly snatched the t-shirt from her hand and hugged it, pressing it against her chest.
“Sayuri-chan! Does Itsuki-kun use this t-shirt?”
“....Nii-tan sometimes does.”
“I see I see. So this is how—”
“Please refrain from sniffing it.”
The girl abruptly announced in a cold tone with a sharp glare, interrupting the shrine maiden(?) before she could bring her nose to the t-shirt.
“Ehh~ But I want to……Isn’t it only right to sniff it before wearing it? After all, I’m sure you do that everytime, and even sniff it occasionally when you wear it.”
“Sayuri does. So what? You shall not. It is Sayuri’s Nii-tan’s smell. Only Sayuri is allowed to sniff Nii-tan’s clothes.”
“Heh~ But you have the privilege to directly sniff him, so isn’t it only fair that I get to indirectly taste his scent? Also, you gave it to me, so it doesn’t matter if I take a whiff or two. I’ll naturally smell his scent after wearing it, so what’s wrong with just sniffing it as is?”
“.........”
“You can’t argue back, can you? You understand my arguments are valid, right? Fufu~ Here, I’ll give you my kosode. I’m sure you don’t want Itsuki-kun to see you half-naked, fufu.”
“No thank you…... a hoodie will do.”
The girl said in an irritated tone and crossed her arms over her prominent breasts, hiding her cherry pink nipples.
“Alright. Suit yourself……Oh my, You were braless? How indecent!”
She put her hand to mouth and gasped dramatically. But the girl did not respond, her arms still crossed over breasts.
The shrine maiden(?) extricated her hands from the white robe, gently pulled out the robe from the red hakama, and immediately folded it. The top half of her body, from right beneath her breasts to her neck, was now completely exposed. She hummed as she giddily wore the plain white t-shirt.
Then she faced the girl and smirked, stretching out her right hand towards her.
A hoodie suddenly appeared on her hand, which she gave to the girl.
Without much protest, the girl wore the hoodie and stood still, as if prompting the shrine maiden (?) to speak.
“Alright, let’s get to business, shall we?”
She began, and softly tapped the boy’s forehead.
A few seconds later the boy’s eyelids flickered open.