soulping | hiyo haato

( laughs. )

Snubbed.

TOMONEEEEE!

[ RIGHT NEXT TO HER NOW ]

I hope she punches you.

[ She jumps about a mile and nearly steps on a chunk of rock ]

Was that truly necessary!?

[ she looks pretty pissed ]

Yes! I've been trying to get your attention!!

[ CLAPS YUKINE ON THE SHOULDER ]

We're here to help out.

Oh, good.

[ she gestures to the rubble at her feet. ]

Someone's broken the good luck charms on this temple. We have replacements, but… they're heavy, and high up. And as you can see, it's also left quite the mess. I need you to clear this away and help me hang the new pieces at the eave here and here.

[ she points down the hall ]

Do you think you can do that?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

[ eyeing the rubble. they can just toss that outta the way, right. ]

[ as if she can see what you're thinking ]

You must not touch that with your bare hands. It's been defiled.

Yeah, then what'm I supposed to use?

[ She points to a corner, where a push broom and a dustpan stand propped against a pillar. ]

Please dispose of the pieces properly by putting them in the hand-washing basin in the front--the same place where you got water for your other task. Once they've been purified, they can be dealt with once and for all, but come back to me after you've done that.

That doesn't sound too hard.

( fetching the broom and dustpan like a proper child. )

[ SIGHS HEAVILY goddddddddd

IS ANYONE ELSE DOING HARD LABOR, HUH???!!!!!!!

he's gonna get started, though... ]

[ don't be a weenie yato. nothing seems to happen for better or worse as you push the bits of rock into the dustpan, but maybe that's for the best? corruption, and all. now go deliver it to the fount, delivery god!! ]

[ YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, BRACKET TEXT!!

dumping it all in the water, then. BEGONE, CORRUPTION. ]

[ as the stone fragments hit the water, an eerie black fog rises harmlessly off the rocks and is dispersed in a gentle wind ]

[ well, that's done!

heading back to TOMONE, then. ]

Alright!

Thank you. I'm sure that will be a big help. Wait just one moment.

[ she goes, and then returns with two boxes, one stacked on top of the other. She opens the top-most one, revealing the stone head of an elephant-like creature. ]

This creature is believed to protect this part of the shrine. If you'd help hang both of these, it would be much appreciated.

( taking the boxes. )

Just anywhere?

On the corners of the eaves here [ she points above them ] and there. [ she points down to the other end of the "hall" where the raised platform ends ]

( GOING TO DO EXACTLY THAT. )

[ hanging them is surprisingly easy, and once you do, you feel like something significant--you're not sure what--has changed. ]

[ GOOD JOB, TEAM. ]

The ema should definitely be the last one!

[ It is. There's yet another priestess waiting for you here at the rack of hanging wooden plaques. she asks as you approach: ]

Are you the ones who have come to help us take care of these?

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Yeah. Whaddya need?

As you know, ema are meant to be used for making wishes. But someone has defiled the requests originally written on these ema. Now they're...

[ she frowns ]

Well. See for yourselves.

[ She stands aside and allows them both to get a good look:

What if I forget again?
If my family knew my secrets, they'd reject me.
Is my presence just a burden?
I can't keep anyone safe.
Does he wish I'd just go away?
I can't do anything for my team.
Please don't let Yato find out about his cross-dressing.
What if I'm the last one here?
My words have no power anymore.
I'm not good enough.
I'm not strong enough.
I can never be forgiven.
I'll be left alone.

They go on like this, in a mostly serious vein, in repeated variations, numbering in the hundreds. ]

You can't even call most of these wishes.

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