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The intense rays of the midday sun shone brightly down upon the thick, sticky air that hung above Gensokyo shrine, causing it to waft about in a slow and lazy manner. The haze of irritation was so thick, Reimu could have cut it with a knife if she had one on her person, but she was only holding a bamboo broom at the moment. She reached and swiped her long sleeve across her forehead, dabbing away the drops of sweat that had formed from the brief amount of time that she had spent outdoors. It wasn't much better inside the shrine, as it was not air-conditioned, but at least the roof could keep the sun off her face.
She continued sweeping, however, as she always had, brushing the dirt and few stray dried leaves into a neat pile before scooping them up into a dustpan. She let out a barely audable sigh and looked across the valley toward the mountains, wondering if someone was artificially tampering with the weather again.
She was surprised to see a figure approaching her at a rapid pace from the mountains. Her jet-black hair and the distinct sound of her wooden sandals as they clup-clupped against the hard surface of the path leading up to the shrine made her identity a dead giveaway: Aya Shameimaru, one of the local Tengus. She had a somewhat odd look on her face (somewhere between concern and excitement) as she approached the shrine maiden with what appeared to be a tabloid ripped from a newspaper.
"Hey, Reimu," Aya waved the piece of paper in front of her face, "Check this out! This is a HUGE development!"
"Development of what, exactly?" Reimu had little patience for the Tengu's foolery, "Are you testing to see how much my patience has developed, or are you talking about breast sizes again?"
"Neither! An outsider is coming to Gensokyo to investigate the recent strange behavior that has been causing havoc throughout the area," Aya continued without missing a beat, "What's more, he wants your personal assistance during the investigation, which you have personally accepted! Why didn't you tell me this earlier? The public has to know!"
"Woah, woah, slow down," Reimu took Aya by the shoulders and held her down before she could run off again, "I haven't noticed anything particularly strange around here recently, other than the weather that is... And what's this about an investigator? Since when did I sign up for this, too?"
"I'm sorry to break it to you, but the heat you are feeling doesn't relate to the temperature at all," Aya held up a thermometer which showed the current outdoor temperature was a pleasant 65 degrees, "We don't know what it is, but everyone's getting on edge and starting to take out their frustrations on everyone else. I'm surprised you haven't noticed by now."
"Well, excuse me for being slow on the take-up," Reimu sighed, "When will this investigator be here anyway? And who accepted him for me?"
"He should be here sometime today... I heard it from Suika," the Tengu shrugged, "Ask her if you have any more questions."
"No thanks, I think I will pass on that," Reimu laughed a bit nervously, not wishing to pick a fight with a hot, bothered, (and likely cranky) oni.
With that, Aya sped off down the valley to spread the news, unaware that she was probably just making matters worse...
The Shrine maiden just turned and looked back at the shrine grounds, just then realizing that Aya had spread leaves all over her freshly swept courtyard...
She continued sweeping, however, as she always had, brushing the dirt and few stray dried leaves into a neat pile before scooping them up into a dustpan. She let out a barely audable sigh and looked across the valley toward the mountains, wondering if someone was artificially tampering with the weather again.
She was surprised to see a figure approaching her at a rapid pace from the mountains. Her jet-black hair and the distinct sound of her wooden sandals as they clup-clupped against the hard surface of the path leading up to the shrine made her identity a dead giveaway: Aya Shameimaru, one of the local Tengus. She had a somewhat odd look on her face (somewhere between concern and excitement) as she approached the shrine maiden with what appeared to be a tabloid ripped from a newspaper.
"Hey, Reimu," Aya waved the piece of paper in front of her face, "Check this out! This is a HUGE development!"
"Development of what, exactly?" Reimu had little patience for the Tengu's foolery, "Are you testing to see how much my patience has developed, or are you talking about breast sizes again?"
"Neither! An outsider is coming to Gensokyo to investigate the recent strange behavior that has been causing havoc throughout the area," Aya continued without missing a beat, "What's more, he wants your personal assistance during the investigation, which you have personally accepted! Why didn't you tell me this earlier? The public has to know!"
"Woah, woah, slow down," Reimu took Aya by the shoulders and held her down before she could run off again, "I haven't noticed anything particularly strange around here recently, other than the weather that is... And what's this about an investigator? Since when did I sign up for this, too?"
"I'm sorry to break it to you, but the heat you are feeling doesn't relate to the temperature at all," Aya held up a thermometer which showed the current outdoor temperature was a pleasant 65 degrees, "We don't know what it is, but everyone's getting on edge and starting to take out their frustrations on everyone else. I'm surprised you haven't noticed by now."
"Well, excuse me for being slow on the take-up," Reimu sighed, "When will this investigator be here anyway? And who accepted him for me?"
"He should be here sometime today... I heard it from Suika," the Tengu shrugged, "Ask her if you have any more questions."
"No thanks, I think I will pass on that," Reimu laughed a bit nervously, not wishing to pick a fight with a hot, bothered, (and likely cranky) oni.
With that, Aya sped off down the valley to spread the news, unaware that she was probably just making matters worse...
The Shrine maiden just turned and looked back at the shrine grounds, just then realizing that Aya had spread leaves all over her freshly swept courtyard...