episode_0070
by fnovelpiaKisaragi Fumika is the sub-heroine of Anenatsu. She is a miko who single-handedly guards the dilapidated Natsuki Shrine. She is also a widow who lost her husband at the age of thirty-three. In the game, she was only expressed with a few lines of text and CGs. But the Fumika I actually met was far more, how should I say it? She exuded an aura of holding deep stories. There was a coexistence of suppressed sorrow and maturity born of time, which gave her a peculiar charm that made her seem more precarious and captivating.
“It brings back old memories. In the past, Miyano-yang and her younger brother used to run around the shrine grounds like sparrows. It feels like it was just yesterday… and now you’ve both grown so much.”
With a gentle smile, Fumika guided us into the shrine residence. As expected, it was a simple yet neatly maintained space. Beyond a sliding door, worn by time, was nothing more than a cozy living room, about the size of six tatami mats.
“Ah, that’s right. Hahaha.”
Akari’s extremely awkward laughter echoed through the house.
“Fumika-san must have had a hard time managing the shrine alone all this time. Before… there was Uncle too.”
“…Yes. It’s a bit overwhelming sometimes by myself, but I’ve gotten used to it. Because this is the place he left behind. Many things have changed, but what must be protected remains the same.”
A hidden loneliness seemed to emanate from the end of her voice, though she tried to speak calmly.
“Please sit first. I’ll go prepare some tea.”
Fumika offered us cushions as we looked around the living room, then headed to the small kitchen. After a short wait, she returned with steaming teacups and placed them before us. As she bent down, a glimpse of her white nape was revealed between the collar of her miko attire, and an old wedding ring hanging around her neck caught my eye.
“I didn’t expect you to visit, so this is all I have for drinks. Is that alright?”
At her words, I turned my eyes to check the cups: green tea in two, and orange juice in the other.
“Yes! Thank you very much.”
At my innocent reply, Fumika sat down gracefully with a faint smile.
“So, Miyano-yang. Before we get to the main point, I want to confirm, did I hear correctly earlier? That your younger brother became younger…”
For someone who had heard such an unrealistic story, her tone was surprisingly calm. Her hair was neatly tied, but a few strands that had escaped the side highlighted a peculiar sensuality within her serene beauty.
“Yes. I still can’t believe it, but it really seems to be true. Putting aside the similar appearance, seeing that he remembers everything from his childhood…”
As Akari continued speaking, she glanced sidelong at me. Her eyes were filled with worry and confusion.
“Hmm.”
Fumika also gazed at my face, scrutinizing me. Her deep, dark eyes were persistent, as if trying to see through me. Meanwhile, my gaze was fixed on a slightly different spot, specifically, her overwhelmingly voluminous chest. That overwhelming volume, which couldn’t be hidden even by the miko attire. It was equal to Eleina’s, or perhaps even greater. A strong urge to rush into that ample embrace and bury my face there welled up from deep within me.
“……”
At that moment, Fumika’s gaze suddenly sharpened, meeting my eyes. As if she had read my lewd thoughts. I involuntarily flinched, startled, but she immediately turned her head back towards Akari, as if nothing had happened.
‘What was that just now? Was it just my imagination…?’
While I muttered inwardly, Fumika opened her mouth.
“You said Yuu-gun went to the shrine last night, is that certain?”
“It’s not certain, but Yuu-gun remembers it that way. I also witnessed my brother leaving the house yesterday.”
Saying that, Akari sent a glance my way, as if passing the answer to me. I simply shrugged and nodded slightly. For now, I had to keep my words to a minimum and focus on acting.
“Last night, I think I heard some noise outside while I was sleeping.”
“Could that have been Yuu-gun?”
“I was deeply asleep at the time, so I couldn’t confirm properly, but given the circumstances, the possibility that it was Yuu-gun is high.”
Fumika, who had been looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought, then rose and approached me. From her close proximity, a rich sandalwood scent mingled with a faint, subtle body odor wafted gently.
“Yuu-gun… is it alright to call you that? Do you know who I am?”
“…Yes. You’re Fumika Noona, aren’t you? Even though you’ve grown so much, there’s no mistake.”
Acting like a child was one thing, but talking about things I hadn’t actually experienced as if I had was no easy feat. But I couldn’t show any awkwardness here.
“That’s right. I’ve grown so much, but Yuu-gun has really… become so small.”
Her black eyes, staring intently at me, were extremely burdensome. Looking at her like this, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking at all.
“Do you remember what you did when you came to the shrine last night?”
Fumika’s voice was low and gentle, but somehow I felt a subtle sharpness.
“…I think I made a wish. But I don’t remember what the wish was. It just felt really sad, somehow.”
When I shook my head and replied weakly, Fumika closed her eyes without pressing further. Her long eyelashes cast shadows over her strikingly pale cheeks. That appearance seemed both sad and mysterious.
After a moment, Fumika slowly opened her eyes and spoke softly.
“I understand. The cause… I think I can find it. Could you come over here, Yuu-gun?”
She turned around and headed towards a small sliding door in the inner part of the living room. Akari and I followed behind her. As the door opened, a solemn yet somehow chilling air, quite different from the outer living room, rushed out. In the center of the room was a small wooden altar, and the walls were covered with numerous old talismans densely inscribed with red characters of unknown meaning. The room was filled with an even deeper and heavier scent of incense than outside, making even me, who already knew about this space, hold my breath involuntarily.
“Miyano-yang, would you mind waiting outside for a moment?”
Fumika gently but firmly stopped Akari, who was about to follow us in.
“Yes? But…”
“I need to concentrate fully now. Nothing harmful will happen to the child, so please don’t worry too much and just wait for a moment. I ask this of you.”
“I-it’s not that I’m worried about Yuu-gun specifically… Ah, alright. If Fumika-san says so.”
At Fumika’s calm yet somehow coaxing tone, Akari could no longer insist and reluctantly nodded. Her worried gaze disappeared beyond the closing door.
*Slide-slam.*
As the door closed, only a heavy silence settled in the room. Fumika pointed to a small cushion in front of the altar, motioning for me to sit comfortably, then she herself knelt down opposite me in a formal posture. With her knees neatly together and her back held straight, her appearance was that of a miko preparing for a sacred ritual.
“Yuu-gun, this is your first time in this room, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. It’s like a secret room you see on TV.”
At my reply, Fumika smiled silently and lit a thin stick of incense on the censer atop the altar. Soon, blue smoke gently enveloped the room.
“From now on, I’ll be lightly examining your body, Yuu-gun, but it won’t hurt and there’s nothing to be scared of, so you can relax.”
After saying that, Fumika closed her eyes and began to mumble something in a low, unintelligible melody. Her voice, which had a deeper resonance than what I’d heard in the living room, seemed to pull this small space itself into another dimension. Of course, this entire process was identical to the original story. In a way, along with my body becoming younger, this was the most prominent fantasy element in this game. Through this ritual, the game’s objective would be set, and the main story would truly begin. Since I already knew everything, I decided to fully appreciate Fumika’s physique, which created a solemn atmosphere. Her ample breasts and slender waist hidden beneath the neat lines of her miko attire, And… just imagining the skin hidden beneath that miko attire made all boredom vanish.
Just as my lewd gaze was scanning every corner of her body, Fumika suddenly opened her eyes and gently enveloped both my hands. Her hands were warm and soft, like finely woven silk. But the moment her touch reached me, I felt a faint tremor and the illusion of an unknown energy flowing into my wrist.
“Ugh…”
At that moment, a faint moan escaped Fumika’s lips as she held my hands and closed her eyes, concentrating again. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her steady breaths began to subtly falter. A faint blush now delicately graced her strikingly pale cheeks.
‘Why is she like that? Did something go wrong?’
In the original story, there was no such reaction. She simply finished the ritual and calmly announced the results. A little while later, when Fumika slowly opened her eyes, her gaze was distinctly different from before. Her black pupils wavered complexly, as if greatly surprised by something, or as if she had seen something unbelievable.
“Fumika Noona…?”
Unable to endure the prolonged silence, I spoke first, and Fumika flinched, looking at my face. Her expression was so discomposed that her agitated emotions were instantly apparent.
“…Ah. I apologize, Yuu-gun. The ritual is… over. The rest of the story… let’s continue it back in the living room.”
She seemed to be in a hurry, far from her usual composure, as she hastily tidied up the situation, then rose from her seat and exited the room.
Something is definitely wrong. In the original, she should have called Akari and explained what she had found out here.
“It seems Yuu-gun’s body changed because of… a very strong and pure wish. Perhaps… it might be related to some intense desire.”
When I belatedly came out of the room, Fumika was already explaining something to Akari in the living room. Her expression was as calm as ever, with no trace of the confusion from moments before, as if nothing had happened.
“Then what should I do… How can Yuu-gun return to normal?”
At Akari’s earnest question, Fumika hesitated for a moment, lowering her gaze. And when she opened her mouth again, her gaze flickered towards me for an instant. In her eyes, the complex emotions I had seen during the ritual still faintly lingered.
“A wish is ultimately connected to the deepest desires of the heart. That is to say… if that desire is satisfied in some form, perhaps… he might be able to return to his original form… perhaps.”
Fumika herself seemed unsure, as her voice lacked confidence at the end.
“Desire… What exactly does that mean… What should I do…?”
“It’s still difficult for me to explain clearly. What the true nature of the wish that caused this is. For now… fulfilling Yuu-gun’s greatest desire seems to be the best course of action.”
Fumika’s explanation ended there. Her last words seemed to leave an even bigger question mark in Akari’s mind, but the atmosphere was not one to press for more details right now. Akari nodded faintly, as if there was nothing she could do.
“Yes… For now, I understand.”
“I’ll also investigate further. If there’s any progress, I’ll contact your home, so please come to the shrine again then.”
“Yes, I will. No matter what, I can’t just leave him in this state.”
With those words, Akari and I rose from our seats and prepared to leave the residence. For now, there was nothing more to do here. Although Fumika’s reaction during the ritual was concerning. Other than that, there didn’t seem to be any major problems, so I didn’t need to worry about it for now. Anyway, I’ll have to come to the shrine again, so I’ll have to observe more carefully then.
“By the way, Miyano-yang.”
As we headed for the entrance, Fumika’s gentle voice called out to us from behind.
“How long will you be staying this time?”
Akari stopped and turned around to reply.
“Ah… I think I’ll stay until the summer festival. My parents should be returning around then too.”
“Until the festival… I see.”
A faint smile appeared on Fumika’s lips, but behind that smile, there was a hint of indescribable loneliness.
“When you and Yuu-gun were little, you truly enjoyed every event held at the shrine. I still vividly remember your smiles, as if you owned the world, just for an apple candy.”
Akari also smiled faintly and nodded at her words.
“Yes, that’s right. The takoyaki and goldfish scooping at the shrine back then were so much fun… Does the shrine still host events these days?”
“In the past… our shrine was quite bustling with preparations for various things… But now that I’m alone, I can’t really host anything big like before.”
Fumika looked out the window at the quiet shrine grounds and spoke softly.
“Still, the villagers seem to be looking forward to even a small light on a summer night.”
She then looked back at Akari and me and added.
“There’s still a lot of time, but during the festival, if you have time, please stop by the shrine. There won won’t be anything grand, but I’d like to at least treat you to a humble meal.”
“Yes, we’ll definitely stop by.”
Akari nodded, her face looking much more relaxed than before.
“Then, please be careful on your way down.”
Fumika came out to the residence entrance and saw the two of us off. Her elegant figure and the dilapidated shrine in the background blended together in a precarious yet beautiful harmony.
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After bidding farewell and leaving the shrine behind, Akari and I began to walk back down the path we had come up. Her brown hair fluttered in the occasional mountain breeze. As we left the shrine and descended the mountain path, Akari remained silent, lost in thought. Fumika’s enigmatic words must have been churning in her mind. Anyway, thanks to that, I was able to leisurely check my status window without interruption. I hadn’t had time to properly examine it right after the possession.
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[Status Window]
Name: Miyano Yuu (Possessed: Lee Hyunsung). Age: 20. Occupation: Unemployed. Stamina: 90 / Virility: 100 / Penis Length: 20cm
Compatibility Rate: 92% Immersion Rate: 50%
[Possessed Traits]
[Protagonist’s Wish] [Kichiku] (Partially activated) [Hypnosis App] (Sealed) [Pampered] (Acquired upon clear)
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As expected, ‘Hypnosis App’ is sealed. Well, it would be too easy if it were available. ‘Kichiku’ is only partially activated, just like during ‘Elf Hypnosis’. The most important one to note is ‘Pampered’.
[Pampered] (Acquired upon clear) A demonic charm that breaks down the guard of older women. – Body age regresses to childhood. – Greatly increases favorability with older women.
This trait is exactly what I wanted. With this, even without the Hypnosis App, conquest would be a piece of cake. Akari, Fumika. Thinking about how many passionate memories I could make this summer, my lower body felt heavy.
“Ugh!?”
Just as I was deep in my lewd fantasies. My foot caught on a rock I hadn’t seen, and I momentarily lost my balance, my body toppling forward. Damn it. Maintaining balance with this small body was harder than I thought. Just before my face plunged into the cold, hard dirt, someone quickly grabbed my arm. Akari’s shadow fell over my body, which had stopped precariously in mid-air.
“You need to watch where you’re going.”
Her voice was gruff, but she didn’t let go of my arm; she held it tightly. Seeing her somewhat irritable expression, I thought of something Yuu in this state would say and spoke it out.
“…Noona. Are you mad?”
“I’m not mad. My mind is just a bit complicated.”
“I’m sorry. Because of me…”
“Why are you apologizing?”
Akari sighed and released my arm.
“Haa. Let’s just go home for now. Should we buy something on the way…? Is there anything you want to eat?”
“Hmm. Ice cream?”
At my words, Akari let out a short, soft laugh. It was only for a very brief moment, but the smile that appeared on her face was as dazzling as the summer sun.
“You really don’t change, do you? Even back then… Ah, I mean, you really did get younger this time, right?”
Akari mumbled to herself, then began walking ahead.
“Let’s go. The penny candy store is nearby anyway, so we can just go there.”
“Okay.”
If we go to the penny candy store, I’ll be able to meet that person too. And so, we walked in silence along the sun-drenched country road. The summer heat shimmered like a haze over the asphalt.
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[Clear Objectives]
[Heroines Captured: 0/3]
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