[center][h2]Hakurei Temple[/h2][/center]


It had been about ninety minutes since she heard from Kasen said that Mamizou told her that Hieda no Akyuu mentioned that one of Kosuzu's books was doing some strange things that resulted in Keine falling into a coma, possibly becuase, in Hata no Kokoro's mind, the latter said something to the former which resulted in the former being used as aballistic projectile which would explain the supposed head trauma that Keine was most likely suffering. That wasn't important, really. As far as Reimu had heard from Marisa, the witch often gets smacked upside the head by either Alice or Patchouli, whoever that was. Hard cover books must be a rather valued commodity in home defense. But that didn't matter.

What mattered was that the compendium of Noh plays that she consulted every so often, a gift from Mamizou that she got from the Tengu village, was now missing a couple of works. In their place, there were other works that she had never heard of before. At first she though she had gotten the wrong book, which may explain why the title was "A Helpful Annex of Gensokyo's Noh" and not "A Complete Collection of Tengu Noh Plays" like she remembered. Kokoror shrugged. Kosuzu probably had another of those in her bookstore, so she headed down to the Human Village to speak with her.

[center][h2]Human Village[/h2][/center]

The menreiki's journey was largely tranquil, the cheerful thoughts in her head as she skipped her way to the village visible on the [url=https://www.the-noh.com/sub/jp/index.php?mode=db&action=e_view_detail&data_id=23&class_id=1]mask[/url] atop of her head. She hummed a simple tune, a rythmless amalgamation of music she had heard before, as she wondered where Reimu was. She knew that the shrine maiden had duties with the people, but she saw her within the temple ground's more often than not. Maybe she got taken away by duties somewhere else. Shrine maidens had plenty of work, after all. Most of it seemed to revolve around monetary gain in some way or another.

All these thoughts screeched to a halt once she spotted a motley crew close to the center of the village and she spotted a familiar figure, one that had a Hannya mask briefly take its place on her head: Komeiji Koishi. Kokoro stopped on her tracks to shake her head and slap her cheeks a couple of times as the mask changed into a fox. The menreiki clenched her fists and walked towards the group and happened to notice Kosuzu attempting to defuse the situation. It was time to be the better (wo)man. Time to demonstrate that it was the good deeds that get rewarded and that mean things (like stealing) get punished. Kokoro [b]marched[/b] straight into Kosuzu's face and, without even knowing what was happening, stood in attention as she stated: [color=ffb1c9]"I'll help"[/color].

It was fair to say that she had forgotten about the book for a moment there. Not like it mattered, really. The book had forgotten too.

There was now a chapter about kabuki theatre.