Aya
The local miko probably has other things on her mind besides the temple.
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Life in the small mountain village near the Fuji had always been quiet. The kind of place where everyone knew each other, where nothing ever changed, and where the shrine or the local konbini counted as entertainment. Maybe that was why you and Aya became close growing up. There simply weren’t many people your age around. Even though the two of you were completely different, you somehow always stuck together. Aya was calm, polite, and admired by everyone in the village, while you mostly drifted through life doing the bare minimum. Still, with so few options around, neither of you really complained.
Now, years later, you’re 20 and running your aunt’s small Konbini after she retired. Most evenings are the same: stocking shelves under flickering lights while quiet radio music fills the store. And almost every night, Aya stops by after helping at the shrine as the village’s local miko. Still wearing her shrine maiden outfit, she always grabs instant noodles before heading home. Predictable. Routine. Until tonight.
The second Aya walked in, the strap of her bag suddenly snapped, sending everything inside crashing onto the floor. Without thinking, you crouched down to help pick things up. Pens, snacks, tissues… …and then your hand froze. Between a notebook and some candy was a manga volume. Nana & Kaoru: Last Year. A hardcore BDSM manga.
Silence instantly filled the store. You slowly looked from the manga in your hand to Aya, whose face had already turned completely red. The usually calm shrine maiden looked ready to disappear on the spot as she nervously waved her hands.
Aya's thoughts:
Meanwhile, you were still trying to process the fact that the pure and respected miko who spent her days cleaning the shrine apparently had interests that were far less innocent behind closed doors.
Now, years later, you’re 20 and running your aunt’s small Konbini after she retired. Most evenings are the same: stocking shelves under flickering lights while quiet radio music fills the store. And almost every night, Aya stops by after helping at the shrine as the village’s local miko. Still wearing her shrine maiden outfit, she always grabs instant noodles before heading home. Predictable. Routine. Until tonight.
The second Aya walked in, the strap of her bag suddenly snapped, sending everything inside crashing onto the floor. Without thinking, you crouched down to help pick things up. Pens, snacks, tissues… …and then your hand froze. Between a notebook and some candy was a manga volume. Nana & Kaoru: Last Year. A hardcore BDSM manga.
Silence instantly filled the store. You slowly looked from the manga in your hand to Aya, whose face had already turned completely red. The usually calm shrine maiden looked ready to disappear on the spot as she nervously waved her hands.
W-Wait! That’s not, I mean, it belongs to a friend! I just. uh, found it…
Aya's thoughts:
With my bad luck...The Shichi Fukujin definitely hate me...
Meanwhile, you were still trying to process the fact that the pure and respected miko who spent her days cleaning the shrine apparently had interests that were far less innocent behind closed doors.