They flew beyond trees of the Forest of Magic. Kenji was leading the way. He knew this place very well. Hisao wondered how long was he living here...
“Oi, Kenji?”
“Hm?”
“I never seen your place although I know you for so long.” Hisao observed this interesting fact.
“That's true~ze” He answered simply. He didn't say anything more. How rude, he didn't invite Hisao over. Well... it was fine, since he brought food and stuff with him most of the times he came visit the shrine.
“There” Kenji pointed to a spot in the middle of the forest. There was... a house. It looked a little out of place. Hisao rather expected some kind of a primitive hut, but this place was rather modern looking. It was white, with a dark blue roof and it had a tower on it's eastern part, fitting to the rest of the building. Although there didn't seem to be any garden, the grass was neatly cut and the house itself gave an impression of being held by a hard-working and decent person.
Both boys landed near the entrance and Kenji approached the door.
“So, we do this my style or yours?” He asked.
His... style?
“My style” Hisao stated clearly. Who knows what kind of a weird entrance would the manly magician make and the shrine man wanted to make a good impression. He knocked on the door politely and decided to wait for a response.
The door opened itself after a while and at first Hisao didn't notice anybody.
“Hiya” said Kenji.
Hisao took a better look and noticed that the door was opened by... a doll. The doll looked like a cute little girl. She was made with visible care and looked pretty realistic, except that she wasn't moving her eyes. As the door opened, she bowed in greetings with us.
“Awww, how cute” said Hisao. He wanted to enter the house but suddenly the doll took out a sword out of nowhere and flew towards Kenji. From inside of the house emerged more of the dolls, dressed in different colors and with different hair, all armed in little, yet sharp looking swords, pikes and axes mostly. They surrounded the two carefully.
Kenji seemed unmoved by the unexpected event.
“Wha-what's wrong?” Hisao asked.
“You are wrong” said a new voice of a person emerging from the house, this time someone normally sized, with flesh.
The person appeared to be a girl with short brown hair with a red ribbon in them. She was in a light blue dress with a lot of pink ribbons tied up for decorating measures. The most interesting was that... her sleeves were empty. She had no arms. Her green eyes shone like emeralds, with a little sign of green fire, showing her annoyance.
“You interrupted my work” she stated coldly staring at the two odd visitors.
“Sorry about that, Rin.” Kenji raised his hands, showing that he's unarmed. He's a magician... Only cutting those hands of would make him “unarmed”. “I came here politely as a guest, to introduce a new face to you. That's how you welcome guests?” He grinned wickedly.
(
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sNsQdixLoA The Doll Maker of Bucuresti)
“That's cool” Rin suddenly smiled and relaxed. Her dolls around Hisao hid their weapons and started bowing in apologies. Though the ones around Kenji didn't disarm.
“You can come in” She pointed at the miko “You on the other hand – scram to your house and bring me the books you stole yesterday”
“Aww, come on...” Kenji obviously wanted to start explaining and crafting a little lie in his head.
Then one of the dolls, equipped with a lance, quickly charged towards his head, skewered his hat and flew up with it far away into the forest.
“Hey, what the fu... Why you little!” Kenji jumped on his broomstick with haste and started chasing the doll. They both vanished from sight.
“O-oi... wasn't that a bit harsh?” Hisao said.
“Hmm... Yeah, you're right. My poor little doll” Rin replied. After that an awkward silence took place. The weird girl seemed lost in thoughts but she spoke “Why don't you come in? No worries, my doll will leave his hat at his doorsteps. Then it'll explode”
Hisao went inside behind the girl. She just said something outrageous just now, didn't she?
The house inside looked clean. It was decorated in a western style, as the outsides would suggest. This looked like a guest room, but it looked a little... unused. Rin didn't seem to have many guests. There were a few doors leading to other rooms, but they were closed. Dolls were flying around, cleaning what was left from dust. Rin sat on a big, comfortable looking dark green chair.
“Have a seat” she offered him a similar chair opposite to the other one. There was a little wooden table between us, good enough to place tea for two people and some small snacks to go. A few dolls opened a pair of doors and flew inside another room.
“So, you are...?” Rin asked.
“Ah, I'm Hisao Nakai. A shrine man of the Nakai shrine nearby, nice to meet you, miss Margatroid”
“Likewise. You're a friend of Kenji? Are you... in THAT sort of stuff?”
“Uh... what do you mean?”
“You know... Witchery, theft”
Two dolls emerged from the room they previously came inside. They brought tea for Hisao and Rin, bowing politely. Hisao thought that they were really were cute. Apart that they could cut his throat any moment.
“He's a thief...?” Kenji never stole anything from Hisao. Except for some cookies. And the donation box seemed kinda empty all the time, which suddenly came to his mind...
“Yup, he steals my books on a regular basis” Rin sighed. One of the dolls flew near them, raised Rin's cup to her mouth to let her have a drink, then she put the cup down.
“O-oh... No, I don't think we share interests” Hisao took a sip as well. It was good. Different then his own tea, but tasty.
“So what brings you here?”
“I just wanted to get to know the natives of Gensokyo a little better. Kenji brought me to you first.”
“Ah, socializing... Well, I don't have many visitors so this is a nice change. How do you like my dolls?” She asked with curiosity in her voice.
“They're well made and pretty cute, I must say. How do they work?”
“I control them with magic. I made them all myself, you see”
“Uhm... Mind if I ask how? You uuhm...” Hisao felt a little uncomfortable.
“Oh, these?” Rin noticed that he meant her missing arms “I use my feet”
Hisao was surprised. How could she craft dolls so well just using her feet? Amazing. Rin made quite an impression. Though it seemed like she didn't have a lot of friends and she put a hell lot of time and work into her dolls.
They had a nice conversation for some time. Husao told her about himself, it wasn't that much to talk about anyway. The Doll Master was a lot more interesting though. She was a youkai magician, who was once human. She cherished her hobby, puppetry, a lot. She loved every single doll. In her tales tough there was nothing about her times as a human, nothing telling how did she happened to start living here,in the middle of nowhere. Nothing about friendships or other relationships as well.
The dolls started cleaning the windows and hanging Rin's laundry on a clothesline outside the house. Hisao didn't know if Rin had to concentrate on the dolls' doings, they seemed almost alive. The one that was raising the puppeteer's cup, was occasionally looking around with her shiny black eyes or brushing her hair with a miniature hair brush. It was amusing to watch and Hisao enjoyed it all a lot. He made a new interesting friend.
It was time for him to get back though. Kenji didn't appear at all, probably busy extinguishing fires at his house and cursing the Doll Master.
“It was a pleasant visit, Miss Rin. I'm glad we met”
“Sure, come by anytime” Rin followed Hisao to the door, with a small legion of her dolls opening doors for him and bowing all the time, like faithful servants.
“I hope to see you at my shrine too, for some tea or something more if you like” He smiled to her.
“Something... more?” Rin raised an eyebrow. She blushed a little too.
“Er, uh...” Hisao noticed what she probably thought “I meant some sake”
“Oh, that's fine. Sure, I guess I know it's location” all signs of her embarrassment vanished.
Hisao waved goodbye to the Doll Master and flew back home, forgetting about Kenji. What a good day that was.
....
(switch to Darkening Dusk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhckAXUw75U )
The next day, Hisao got up quite early. He went outside to great the morning and enjoy the joy of life...
(And stop the music

)
... Until he got knocked out by an unidentified flying object. As his face inevitably approached it's randez vous with the ground, he heard “Ayayaya!” and his world got filled with blackness.
...
When he woke up, he felt pain on his face. He got hit hard by... something. Before his eyes was a pair of nice boo... I mean, wings. Black wings. He raised his eyes up and he noticed a face, a little saddened and concerned.
“Ayaya, so you finally woke up, mister. I'm soooo sorry” She bowed. If she could bow just a little bit lower, Hisao would be granted a sight that could make his day a lot better, despite the fact of being knocked out.
“I threw the newspaper a little too hard today and you got hit as you came outside of your shrine” she explained. “Oh, damn, I never knocked out a customer before. A one that's paying for the paper at that. Hey, you're getting red, are you ok?”
Hisao felt blood rushing towards his cheeks “Uh, no! I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a little confused, don't worry...”
“How can I repay you, mister? Anything you say, except for not paying for the news, off course” She smiled.
A few wicked thoughts invaded Hisao's mind. Suffice to say they weren't appropriate and their content wasn't work safe. But he fought with all his poor willpower with them and he came up with an idea.
“W-Well... There is one thing you could help me in”
“Yea, what is it?”
(switch to Wind God Girl
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=128rfuJczCs )
...
“So, let me get this straight” Aya, the newspaper reporter and seller pointed her finger at the resident male shrine maiden “You want to get to know more people around Genokyo?”
“Yeah” he nodded.
“Human village” she said.
“I know it already”
“Forest of magic”
“I got to know Kenji for a long time and I recently met miss Margatroid, a very nice person indeed”
“Nice...? Hmm... Yeeeah....” She didn't look too convinced but she went on. “Ya been anywhere else, bored shrine guy?”
“No, not much... I eat at Mystia's and that's just about it I know”
“Ok, so here's the deal... There are like two quite interesting places I can show you to.”
“That would be nice, thank you”
Aya grinned “You're lookin for a girlfriend, aren'cha?” her smile grew a little and her hands wandered towards the picture making device hanging from her neck like a bizarre big amulet.
“What!? No!” Hisoa declined. His face got red in an instant. What was thing girl thinking?
“Yeah, right. I'll have it on the front page tomorrow. I already see the title Lonely priest. Who will he chose?” She seemed to fly of with thoughts. But suddenly she came back “ Or maybe you're a Casanova type, huh? More then one girl would be nice, eh?”.
“S-Stop that!” Hisao was mercilessly teased.
“Ok, ok. I promised so I'll show you off to the first place. Follow me.” And she took off to the sky.
Hisao could barely gain on her.
“H-hey, not so fast! What's the place called?”
“You need a name?”
“Uh... Yes! Isn't it natural?”
“It's the Scarlet Devil Mansion. You might hook up a nice damsel there, teehee” She sticked her tongue out, teasing the innocent priest further.
“Scarlet wah?”
(to be continued)