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to Yukkuri Fanfic Translations
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Afterward, time passed without any serious issues, and the time came
for Reimu's four remaining little ones to be born easy.
*wobble wobble wobble* ... *Snap!* ...*plop!*
"Showwy fwor bwein' sho kyute!" *pingg!* (x4)
The baby Reimus were born first, followed by the remaining baby
Marisa, all of whom were the spitting image of their mother Reimu.
No yukkuri had ever been as easy as her little ones, or at least so
Reimu thought from her maternal point of view.
"Take it easy! Yuun, what easy little ones!"
But, unfortunately for them, Miss was there also.
"Hmm, I should've known they wouldn't be cute. Every time I've looked,
they've been just about the second-worst things I've seen."
"D, don' zay weird zduff lige thaaad!! Reimu's little ones are the
best in the whole world!!"
"Yuwaah, whach dwo you mean 'shecond-worsht'!?"
"Huh? You were listening?"
Of course, after this, Reimu and the baby yukkuri regretted not simply
ignoring Miss.
"Well, you see, yesterday, while I was out walking on the street, I
accidentally stepped on a baby Alice. You guys are a step above that
squished baby yukkuri! Aren't you glad?"
At this overwhelming response, all five members of their little family
were dumbstruck, but then all of the baby yukkuri raised their voices
as one.
"Yu, yupyaaaah! Whyyyyyy!?"
"Mish can'ch chake ich eajy...!"
"Whyyy, whyyy would you zay zuch a thinggg!? You'b godda led Deibu'z
liddle wunz dage it eazyyy!!"
"...Hmm, but there are all these Reimus here. What to do?"
Reimu's protests were, as usual, in vain.
Miss wasn't listening at all.
"There are so many Reimu's that it's hard to call for the right
one. ...Reimu! Take it easy!"
"Take it easy!!/Chake ich eajy!!" (x4)
The parent and child Reimus all answered at once.
Miss was quite displeased.
Any yukkuri owner would feel frustrated at having many who answer to
the same name, and it seemed Miss was no exception.
Thus,
"No good, huh? Alright, let's try this."
Saying this, Miss...
*RIP!*
"YUPIII-! W, Weimu's Mishter Shidelocksh-!!"
...casually tore off the eldest daughter Reimu's right sidelock...
*RIPP-!*
"Yupyaaaah!? Why awe you dwoing thiiish!?"
...and the second daughter Reimu's left sidelock...
*SHRED*
"Pyaaah!? Weimu's shilky-shmooth Mishter Wibbon!?"
...and tore the youngest Reimu's ribbon to pieces.
And after all that...
"From now on, you're Number 1, you're Number 2, you're Number 3, and
Marisa is Number 4."
"But Weimu ij Weimuuu!!"
"Weimu's name ij Weimu! Can'ch chake ich eajy wike thish!"
"Whyyy wouldjoo shay thatch-!?"
Miss declared, regardless of the sisters' wishes, that they would be
called by more suitable names.
The three Reimu sisters didn't understand and couldn't take it easy.
Still, their willpower was undiminished, and they objected
frantically.
But the reaction of the fourth daughter, the only Marisa, was a little
bit different.
"What doej 'fwour' mean? Mawisha doejn'ch undershtand."
Yes, she could not understand the number "4" that had been given to
her as a name.
For yukkuri, any number greater than 3 was simply "Lots!", and that
was that.
For that reason, the fourth-born Marisa was the only one called by an
unrecognizable number, and was thus bewildered by hearing herself
called a name she couldn't understand.
"Ah, I see, you guys don't understand any number bigger than three,
huh? Oh well."
*hoist* *splash splash*...
Having said this, the fourth-born Marisa - with no idea what Miss was
thinking - was picked up and washed under the faucet.
"Yupyaaah! Mawisha can'ch chake ich eajy wif Mishter Wacher!"
*hoist* *Nom!* *munch munch munch*... *gulp*
"That's better."
...Miss had picked up the fourth-born Marisa, washed her, and then
tossed Marisa into her own mouth.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGGG!!"
As always, Miss ignored her.
One way or another, it seems she would solve their interaction issue.
"So, uhhh... You were Number 1, right?"
"Choo! Weimu ij Numbwer Choo!!"
"Eh, you were? ...Hmm, it's still hard to tell you apart... Ah! That's
it!"
*RRRRRIP!!*
"YUPYAAAAAH!!"
By the time Reimu's frantically protesting eyes saw it, the little one
whose ribbon had been wrecked had her hair and the remains of her
ribbon torn out by the roots...
"Can'ch chake ich eajy..."
"Mishter Hair... Wick, wick... Come back, eajy..."
"Whyyyy...?"
*Squeak! Squeak-squeak!*
...and Miss had marked the bald baby Reimus' heads "1", "2", and "3"
in oil-based magic marker.
By the time Reimu calmed down, the things which had not long before
been her easy-taking little ones had become her disheartened-looking,
featureless, billiard ball-like little ones.
"There we go, perfect!"
"Wh... whyyy...?"
Reimu, who had by this time had the will to shout torn away from her,
quietly asked this of Miss.
Miss - smiling with her whole face, but with a strange and mysterious
gleam in her eye - answered Reimu.
"Reimu's my servant, so that makes those little ones my servants too,
you see? That means they should let me take it easy too, doesn't it?"
Miss looked at Reimu, seriously yet mysteriously, and cocked her head
to the side...
"Hmmm. Was I mistaken?"
"Wh... What, what're you saying...?"
Miss leaned over the baby Reimus heads as if peering into their
contents, then closed her eyes and acted as if she truly didn't know
why Reimu was crying.
This act finally drove into Reimu a sense of understanding about Miss.
At that very moment, Reimu realized that her life and the lives of her
little ones were in terrible danger.
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she impulsively sprang into
action.
"YUGIIIII-! DIEEEEE!!
"?"
*Bwoing-!!*
Throwing her whole body into an all-or-nothing attack against Miss'
unguarded back, she struck as hard as she could...
"Oh, the pain! The pain! Hahaha!"
This response was enough to convince Reimu that she had inflicted
lethal damage on Miss.
"We're leaving here right now, little ones!! Get inside Mommy's mouth,
easy!!"
"Yuwaah, can'ch chake ich eajy..."
Thinking Miss defeated, they spared no thought for her.
Opening her mouth wide, Reimu urged her little ones inside.
Yes, it would have been better had she done this from the very
beginning.
"Yuwaah. Mwommie! Wub-wub wif ush!"
"Weimu needj choo do poo-poo!"
"You can do those later! Hurry and - *WHAM* - YUBIEEEH!?"
Reimu frantically tried to persuade the grumbling little ones.
However, when at long last her little ones were about to go into her
mouth, at that very instant, a powerful impact collided with the back
of her head.
"Yubyaaahh!? Wh, WHYYYY!?"
Surely they had dealt her a fatal wound, they thought.
But there, her ever-present warm smile unchanged, stood Miss.
Reimu understood that the impact she suffered had been from a single
attack by Miss' foot.
She then realized the difference between her own power and Miss', but
more importantly, she realized what mortally perilous circumstances
she was in.
"Yu... ghh... M, Miss, stop it, easy... Led be dage id eazy..."
"Yuwaahh, letch Mwommie chake ich eajy...!"
But, once again, the words that chimed lightly from the mouth of Miss
were different than Reimu expected.
"Ufufu. I'm so strong!"
"Yuehhh!?"
From that kick alone, Reimu had understood the gap in power between
them.
More than the power gap, Reimu had even gone to the extreme of a
cowardly attack against an opponent's unguarded back, and still she
had lost.
"Have you realized it? Hmm? Have you realized how strong I am? Ufufu."
"Yu, wha, what are you..."
"You're a bad little yukkuri, Reimu, for going against the almighty
Miss like that. This is your punishment, so you have no right to get
mad. Ufufu."
"Yu, yuehhh!?"
Miss was always, no matter what, smiling her usual smile.
There was no ulterior to it; Reimu could see nothing but honesty and
lightheartedness in that smile.
And yet... despite the lack of malice in it... it made Reimu feel
cold...
"Yupiii, yuwaaah! Mish, shtop ich eajy!"
"Schawed! Why awe you doing thish choo kyute Weimu...?"
"Weimu ij showwy fwor bein' sho kyute...!"
In conclusion, Miss was always cheerful, and had never done harm to
Reimu, except for that single kick.
"Reimuuu, bring the disheees!"
"D, doin' id, eajy...!"
"Number 1 and Number 2, bring the soy sauce. Number 3, you bring the
chopsticks."
"Yuwaaah! Weimu ijn'ch Nwumber Fwee!"
"Oh, it doesn't matter, does it? You never had a very cute name to
begin with."
"Whyyyy would you shay shuch a thinggg-!?"
Thus, they remained in servitude.
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