Hatless Marisa

[AM2]

“Yu…Yu...Got to rest, ze”, a young Marisa said in an exhausted tone as
she was hopping through the empty valley. She has been eating the
Mister Grass and whatever mister bugs that she could get. But she was
young still, but at least not a little one anymore. So hunting for
food was an ordeal mainly because of other yukkuris. This is not
because she does not know. In her family she was most knowledgeable in
gathering food, next after the father. It was something else. It was
that Marisa did not have her Mister hat. In their world, yukkuris can
only feel to “take it easy” with others who are alike. This especially
includes wearing an accessory, whether it was a ribbon, hair band or
hat. Marisa’s dad told her, that apparently no matter the reason, a
yukkuri who doesn’t have an accessory on will be condemned to be
considered an “uneasy yukkuri”, and with the worst odds, will be
killed by the other yukkuris. Marisa never really understood this
facet of her yu-life, but it seems as if the notion was ingrained into
all of their bean-paste brains. She never really thought of that, but
now after happened; she learned the pain of this first-hand.
After she decided to sleep under a tree, Marisa started to shake, as
if she was being beaten.
She then started to whisper “Yuuunyaaa…..Myamya, Pyapya,…Big
Shis..whyyy..” with tears flowing from her eyes.
Three days ago…
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“I’m home, ze! We got a lot of food today, easy!”, Marisa’s dad said
as they moved into their easy place, a small but roomy cave, with a
door made of Mister sticks and leaves in case of predators. Their
home was nearby the forest where whole clans live, and a cliff with a
large view of the mountain they were on and the city below.

“Mukyu~! Marisa! Welcome back easy!” “Welcome back easy Dad and
Marisa!”

They were a Marisa and Patchouli family of four, Marisa’s big sister
being a Patchouli also.
“Yo, big sis! Take it easy!” young Marisa energetically said to young
Patchouli.
“Mukyu! Take it easy, Marisa!”, Patchouli replied in return. “How was
the hunting with Dad, easy?”
“Today was nothing special really, ze. We got a lot of mister berries,
though. That’s your favorite, right? I found them for you and made
sure they were tasty and not uneasy, ze.”

“Yuyu!? Little sis…how kind of you…” said Patchy with happiness.
Marisa picked up one of them with her braid and offered it to
Patchouli. “Here”, she said. “Have a taste, Patchy. I don’t think Mama
and Papa will be mad it it’s just one, ze.”
“Is that alright, Papa?” asked Patchy.
Father Marisa only nodded to give approval. Patchy then used her braid
to receive the berry Marisa offered, and put it in her mouth.
“Munch~Munch~Munch~”, Patchy went, as she took her time and savored
the fruit.
“H-Happiness! Mukyuuu~! Marisa, you didn’t have to, easy.” Patchy
exclaimed after swallowing the food.
“ I only did it…because I love you, Big sis… I’ll only be happy when
my family is happy, ze.” Marisa said, embarrassed looking at the
ground. She then moved closer to Patchouli and rubbed herself on
Patchouli. This was the ‘rub-rub’, the yukkuri equivalent of when
humans hug.
“I love you too, Marisa…rub-rub…mukyuu….happiness”, Patchouli murmured
as she rubbed along with Marisa.

“Wow, what truly easy ones we have raised, Patchouli” Father Marisa
said.

“Mukyu. That’s right, easy. Marisa and Patchouli’s kids will grow up
to be good yukkuris, easy. I’m so proud of them, they get along so
well.”, Patchouli said with tears of joy in her eyes.
You would hope this heartwarming family scene could last, but there is
always danger lurking in the yukkuri world, and one of the worst
horrors decided to tear this family apart and destroy Marisa’s yu-
life.
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This destructive force came in the form of…
“M-M-MARISA~!”
“M-M-MARISA~!”
Two raper Alices yelled as they barged in through Mister Door. Rapers
were very uneasy yukkuris who were hard to stop when their urges start
and would refresh others until they ‘took it easy forever’, resulting
in koyukkuris who would likely inherit raper tendencies as well. The
yukkuri-type most associated with rapers was the Alices.
“Mwarizaaa…let Alice give you all of her city-sect lllooooove.” One of
them said as she swiftly moved towards Father Marisa.

“Yuyu!? No way, ze!!!! Go away quickly, ze!” Father Marisa retorted as
she swiftly tackled the mad yukkuri away from the family. But to her
horror, the Alice got back up and still moved as if nothing happened.
“Yuyuyu!? What is this, Marisa don’t even…” Father Marisa thought,
confused.
“Ooohh, tsundere, tsundere…Alice likes a llooot! Nnnhhhooooo~!”, Alice
yelled, filled with even more delight because of the refusal. The
Raper Alices really like it when their victims refuse, or to them,
being ‘tsundere’.
Somehow, Marisa was caught by the Alice, who did a sneaky attack from
her left side into the wall she was near.
“Uwaaa!”young Marisa yelled. “Papa! Leave Papa alone, you rapers!
Leave us alone, ze! What’s wrong? You can’t hear me? Are you stupid?
Are you a (9), ze!?”
Unfortunately, that didn’t work either. The first Alice was already
getting ready to ‘love’ Father Marisa, who was having a hard time
recovering from the attack. The dad has a lot of experience in
fighting off Remiryas and other yukkuris who attacked them, but she
never fought off a raper before. The carnal desires seem to make any
raper to be almost unstoppable by average yukkuri.
“NNNHHHOOOO! Gonna make you fweel gewd, MMWARRRIZAAA~!” Alice shouted
as she forced herself on the dad from behind. Using her whole body,
Alice pounded and rubbed on the dad against the wall, leaving her with
no chance of breaking away.
“NOOOOOO!! DO NOT WANT, ZE~! DOO NOOT WAANT, DAA-ZEE~!”, Father Marisa
yelled, trying to fight the raper off. But as stated before, Alice
will not stop until she’s ‘refreshed’. The efforts were futile. Mother
Patchouli and her kids saw Father Marisa violated in their very eyes.
The Alice’s eyes were bloodshot, an oozy liquid flowing out of her
mouth, and constantly saying “Nhhooo~! Tsundere Mwarisa’s Mamumamu is
the best!!! Vewy ‘City-Sect’~!
During this, the second raper watching this decides to go after Mother
Patchouli.
“Nhooo! Patchouli~! You’ll do just fine! Just take it easy and give in
to my city-sect lloovee!”, the second Alice yelled as she started her
charge toward Patchouli.

“Mukyukyu!!! “ , the mom screamed, trying to sidestep the raper’s
charge at least in order to get an opening to retaliate. But the raper
Alice was too fast and Patchouli types unfortunately have the
misfortune of being weaker compared to other types. So, she was pushed
against the wall also.

“It’s not like Awice likes Patchouli or anything! Nhoo~!”, the mad
Alice shouted as it started to pound and rub on the poor mom against
the wall.
“MUUUUKKYUYUUUU!!!!” the Mom shouted in a disturbing mix of fear,
pain, and violation. “No, please stop easy!!!” Patchy and Marisa were
safe for now, who were outside the entrance by running while the
rapers were distracted. But instead of taking this opportunity to
escape, Marisa was fed up with the rapers hurting her parents.
“No…No…NYOOOOOOOOOO~!!!” Marisa shouted as loud as she could. “Marisa
will never run away, ze! Marisa will make you raper jerks drop dead
easy, ZE!!!” She then charged back into the cave carrying a stick,
yelling a battle cry: “Yu-Yu-Yu-Yu-kkurriiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!”
“Mukyu!? Marisa, wait! I’ll come with you!” Patchouli said, following
Marisa in her wake with a stick of her own.
Marisa tackled the Alice assaulting the dad, while Patchouli tackled
the raper assaulting the mom. The raper on the dad was caught off
guard, but did not suffer much damage. Yet it effected Alice more than
Father’s tackle. Alice then decided to finish with her ‘city-sect
refresh’ time. But Marisa was in her way.
“ Back off, ze! If you want mom and dad, take me out first ze!” Marisa
boldly declared, a Mister stick from the broken door in her mouth. She
then thrust the stick at Alice, but the dad knocked her out of the
way.
“Yuyu!? Papa! Why did you do dat!?” Marisa yelled, confused and teary-
eyed. Then the dad stated, “Please leave my kids alone. I’ll let you
refresh, only if you let them be, ze!” to the Alice, with fear and
love for her kids in her mind.
“Ok then!! Awice accepts! NHOOO!”, the raper replied, with no thought
of the proposal, then pushed the dad back to the wall and continued
the refreshing.
“NO! NO~!” The dad yelled in dismay
“Mwariza is SO kyyyute when she cries!”, was Alice’s reply.
Marisa, seeing all of this, decides to see how Patchy was faring. The
answer was not that good.
“Stop please. I’m gonna die like this, Mukyuahhhhhh!” the mom yelled.
“Oh…oh…umppmh,ummph,……ngghng, NNNHHHHOOOOOOOO, REFRESHED~!” the second
raper yelled with glee. She then pulled away from the mom, or what
used to be the mom, who is now black and seems to be withering away.
Mother Patchouli and several of the koyukkuri on the stalks from the
refreshing are now taking it easy…forever.

“MYAMYA! Patchouli will knock you out, easy!!” Patchy said, poking the
raper’s back with a stick she brought also. It had no effect. The
Alice then turned around, with the crazy look of a raper still on her
face.
“Oooohhh, a little Patchy is fine too…NHOOO~!” It yelled once more,
pouncing on poor Patchy, and Mari was attacking it too, but still to
no avail. “Big sis! Big sis Bwig sis!!!!!” Marisa roared as she
stabbed in desperation.
“Marisa…I…wanted to chake…it…eajy…with…you…more….I…love…you…Mukyu.
Just...save yourself….please.” was Patchy’s last words she somehow
managed to say aloud before becoming exhausted, impregnated, and dead
from the raper’s refreshing, soon after it started.
Mari then turned around at the sound of “NNNHOOOO! MWARRIZZZAZZAAA~!
WWEEEFRECCHEDED!”.
“No…not Pyapya too, ze….” Was all she thought as she saw the Alice
back away from Father Marisa’s blackened corpse with stalks, most of
the koyukkuris on them dead, except for a few…Alice-types, who already
had an erect penipeni, muttering ‘chitty-shect’.
“NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! DWOP DEAD EAJY!!!”, Marisa roared as she
charged again, but the Alice sidestepped. She crashed into the wall
and dropped onto the ground, sobbing at the turn of events and not
being able to stop them.
“Myamya, Pyapya, Bwig
shis…..yuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The Alices were somehow unperturbed by this, and started to leave, but
the raper of the dad stops, and decides to finish off with Marisa
instead. Leaning over her, Alice speaks with the disturbing tone and
slurred voice that makes many a yukkuri not easy.
“Don’t worry, liddle one, Awice will make it feel all better…..nh-“
was all Alice could manage until Marisa slammed straight into her face
and landing safely on her feet behind Alice, but noticed…
“Yuyuyu!? Marisa’s misder hat!”, she thought. But she decided to
leave and hide somewhere near her former easy place instead of
fighting for her hat back and avenging her family. She wouldn’t have a
chance against either of them, and…she didn’t want to see her family’s
corpses right now.

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Later that day…
Little Marisa looked out of a bush she was hiding that was near her
home. Looking in the general area, she was making sure if the Alices
had left or were waiting for her to come back. Once she figured out
they were already gone, she went back to her former home. Inside, her
family she had cared for so much, were all blackened from the rapers’
assault. “Mom, Dad, Patchy…”, she murmured, before she loudly coughed
with a “yubleh!” and started to vomit at the sight in front of her.
She was able to stop soon though, and decided to dig them a proper
resting place. Using the sticks from the door, she digged a big
enough hole beside the entrance to their house. When she was pulling
the bodies out into the hole she remembered about her hat. “No time to
be selfish about mister hat, ze. Marisa will do this first.”
After she fit the three of them inside the hole, Marisa filled the
hole with dirt.
“Marisa can’t stay here anymore. The mister door and wall are torn
down thanks to the Alices, and Marisa never got to learn how to build
mister door from Dad. And by the time Marisa figures out…Marisa will
be taking it easy forever.” She thought. She then decided to leave the
house until at least she can rebuild it properly and there was no more
danger in the area, whether because of predators or rapers. She left
the stick she dug with and the other ones she and Patchouli fought
against the rapers with as grave markers for the three of them.
“Mom, Dad, Big Sis, when Marisa comes back, this will be a better easy
place. Marisa means it, ze!”, she said as she looked at the grave and
home one more time before departing into the nearby forest.
She was inside the forest, when she finally noticed something that
nagged her bean-paste brain for a while.
She finally noticed what was missing even when she had her food with
her in a large leaf acting as a bag, ”…Mister Hat! That’s right! If I
get found by other yukkuri, then they think I can’t take it easy, then
I’ll take it easy forever!” she said mortified, thinking of the
possible results of being hatless. She started remembering that she
didn’t find her hat near the house or inside after she cleaned up her
family’s bodies. Then…she doesn't know, huh?

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Flashback time!

After they saw the little Marisa leave, the elder Alice was about to
give chase when the younger one reminded her it was getting late. They
decided to leave, but the elder one had an idea.
“Little sis! What if we take that Marisa’s hat and keep it? Maybe
she’ll come looking for us in mister forest. And then, when she finds
us…”
“Use the hat to get that Marisa and refresh with her a lot? That’s
very city-sect!” , the younger one said, agreeing with the sinister
plan. After they waited for the little Alices left alive from the
stalks of the family’s corpses to be born, they carried the kids and
the hat and disappeared into the forest.
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“Well, if Marisa can’t find it, then Marisa will just convince other
yukkuri she can take it easy. It’s like what Dad said, yukkuris should
be defined by their mister actions, not their looks.” , she said.
Despite being confused by the big words her dad liked to use, she felt
that she got what Dad said on basic terms. After she built up her
resolve to go on, she continued into the forest, her food resting
inside the cheek of her mouth now.

Chapter 1 End

[Rakuro Kamigami Justice easy]

Continue this! This seems interesting.

[Atzumo Kayami]

Needs moar raep.
In all seriousness, this looks good. Maybe you could improve your
yukkuri speech?

[AM2]

May not have anymore rape, felt bad writing that. I'm not good with
speech patterns yet. Any suggestions?

[Harouki]

write it normally and hand it to me and i'll do it for ya
/half serious