[b]"Ara ara."[/b]

Yang sighed as he looked down at his cart's broken wheel. This is what he gets for slacking. He always took the same way to the village, over the same bridge, over the same crack, over the same rock, and he knew one day the axle would break from the strain. He saw signs, he knew there were cracks, but he always felt his craftsmenship was next to none. But it wasn't as if he was an oni or something; mortal things are bound to break. Worse still, Yang's cart had his recent harvest of sugar cane. How was he suppose to bring all of it to the market now? He could carry some, but not everything in his cart. Who knows what yoakai or even a selfish human would do to his goods if he left it here. If Yang's telekinesis was stronger he wound have been able to just carry the cart, but then again he could just carry the sugar cane too... That's when he had an idea.

Soon the rice hat warrior arrived to the human village, with bundles of sugar cane floating near him. As long as they were within arms reach, he could use his full telekinetic power on them, even if he wasn't touching them! All he needed to do now was sell the sugar cane and use the money to buy some tools and supplies to fix his cart. Or maybe just buy a new cart. But first, to business...

[b]"FRESH SUGAR CANE FOR SALE! FRESH SUGAR CANE, THE SWEETEST IN ALL OF GENSOKYO! SO SWEET THAT YOUR IMAGINATION WILL KNOW NO OTHER THAN MY SUGAR CANES!"[/b]