Seems mister decided to keep his pet after all. He just has to dispose of the bad paste first. It was pretty clear that he no intention of raising the kids. The test angle is pretty clever. When they inevitably fail, it can be used to limit the protesting. Spreading the uneasy over time prevent anti-yukkuritis.
Seems mister decided to keep his pet after all. He just has to dispose of the bad paste first. It was pretty clear that he no intention of raising the kids. The test angle is pretty clever. When they inevitably fail, it can be used to limit the protesting. Spreading the uneasy over time prevent anti-yukkuritis.
Well it seems that based on the story, Reimu may had realized how futile it was, not so much because of "muh ebil human" but because the little ones really couldn't be trained and she clearly couldn't discipline the properly, she was good as a caretaker but not as a parent as whole since she lacked the disciplinary capacity a parent needs.
I suppose at least Reimu lived to learn and understood what was wrong so yeah...some improvements in general Yu Life I guess...
It also helped anon clearly realized his own obvious mistakes as in actual ones, not the "how you dare to have a crystal backyard window in japan where nearly every house has that!" but as in "okay I forgot to properly close the doors, didn't warn reimu against this and could had being a bit more strict to her." probably why Reimu was given a second chance, more so when she realized her fuck up.
Edit: nevermind Reimu died...welp...hell I am wondering if that discipline tactic he was taughta bout the accesories was BS or some snakeoil salesman thing, you know like those fake self help books that give you tips that don't work at all and make things worse?
Moral of the story, discipline is key while dealing with pets, talking or not, if they don't have the level of advanced thinking of humans, extra discipline is necessary and possible to be preemptive to avoid situations like this so discipline may outright not work since the damage is done already.
Tbh, as the owner said, both of them took the blame, but Reimu kind of deserved it, and the fault was more of her than her owner. I mean, as mentioned in the story, she was a pet, and one of the taboos of pet yukkuri is? Never. Interacted. With. Stray (also not having a baby without agreement from the owner, but that's another story). She broke not one but two rules, and to rub the salt in the wound, two of them is one of the greatest sins a pet yukkuri can do (the remaining is talk shit to or defying your owner, but luckily she is not stupid enough to do that).
Tbh, as the owner said, both of them took the blame, but Reimu kind of deserved it, and the fault was more of her than her owner. I mean, as mentioned in the story, she was a pet, and one of the taboos of pet yukkuri is? Never. Interacted. With. Stray (also not having a baby without agreement from the owner, but that's another story). She broke not one but two rules, and to rub the salt in the wound, two of them is one of the greatest sins a pet yukkuri can do (the remaining is talk shit to or defying your owner, but luckily she is not stupid enough to do that).
The owner specifically said he didn't tell her not to refresh. Maybe he thought Reimu would never come into contact with a stray, but in the end he himself admitted he wasn't a good owner while burying her. Both of them failed to discipline those below them (Reimu for anon, and the koyukkuri for Reimu).
It was a communication of every morning for me and Reimu.
But today was different.
Reimu stayed at the corner of the room and didn't move from front of little ones' remains.
Thought she was still crying, I looked into her face to comfort.Dowing peek-a-booReimyu ish noch hereNext, it's your turn, you called me slave at the first.Remember what I've just said if you don't wanna die.Glancing her little ones' accessories with the vacant eyes, Reimu had taken it easy forever.
In another day I told that Reimu emerged anti-yukkuritis due to the stress by the death of her little ones.Reimu was bad at education for little ones.
And I was bad at management for Reimu.
Both of us were stupid and incapable,
I whispered before the dirt where I buried Reimu.Your mom doesn't help you.
Who help you is yourself.Next morning.
I slid the door of the tatami room where was Reimu's house, having a dish of yukkuri food.
"Mister! Good morning easy!"
She greeted cheerly to me, and
"Good morning easy,"
answered I.Mwommie, heeeewp!Pyaaaa!