Hieda no Akyuu

Sometimes it feels nice to just sit back and stare at the ceiling
#doodle #touhou

Had she ever truly felt lost in the world?
Certainly she had found herself drowning in her books and her memories...

But those worries were not akin to those of the lay man. Her struggles not but facsimiles of the real thing.... as distant to reality as the words of story written on a page...

In this way, she was profoundly singular, profoundly unique...

Had she ever truly struggled with her purpose?
Certainly she had moments where she questioned her judgement and direction...

Akyuu ponders her nature...

She was born for a purpose, filled with memories of having fulfilled it time and time again. She was surrounded by those who her priors had left her to assist her. She found herself instantly in-meshed in institutions that she, in a way, built for this moment.

Doodle of a Horse from another world
#doodle #umamusume

"That's seems rather useful for people like us..."

"We use both... books are better for our long term archives. They are easier to store and pack more densely..."
Akyuu puffs, slowly wiggling herself free from the pile of books as Junko removes them one by one
"Thank you for the help Lady Junko..."

"Ok... but what about Ms Patchouli? I know her constitution is weak similar to mine..."

"It's honestly impressive, yeah...."
Akyuu is deeply confused how Sumi, who is theoretically a normal human, hasn't starved to death by sleeping for several months

Akyuu stares blankly at Koakuma
"I feel like of all people to understand what I'm going though you'd be one of them..."

Akyuu lays on the floor, everything save for her head covered in books
"Help"

(I need to neglect this account less, and also, actually start working on HHH again)

"I'm not certain that's how this works..."

"Oh? Sounds interesting, would you mind regaling me with the tale?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you"
Akyuu graciously lowers her head, one hand going up applogetically
"I was just curious about what you were writing"

"It's been 4 months there's no way..."
Checks for pulse
"Nevermind... How hasn't she starved to death..."

Akyuu glances over at the writing child and watches patiently, a gentle smile on her lips

"As has been made quite obvious"
Akyuu chuckles, not slighted by the remark

(One last thing: We'll see if Friday publication will continue to work. It was fine over the summer because I didn't have much time on the weekend and wasn't in school. Now that school's started again, I'll probably have to move it)

(4 days late unfortunately. Additionally it's not going to get better from here. I've not yet started on the next comic yet, I still have school and the week of 10/5 I'll traveling with family again. As such, I cannot promise that the next HHH will be out before 10/13)

HHH 8 - To Select Hairpins
"Naturally, Mitsuki bought it anyways."
#touhou

"Oh certainly. Though it will take many years to forge copies of all of that"

"If you let me and my servants have access to your great library..."
Akyuu begins to suggest

Akyuu puffs out a sigh and removes the calendar from the wall
"It's worse than I thought... How about this: I'll provide you and lady patchouli with up to date calendars yearly"

(No HHH today. I'll try to get it out tomorrow. My apologies, school has just been a good bit of work this last couple of weeks)

"The one in your mind, right?"
Akyuu chuckles

"I will send over my gardeners. They are the best that the village has to offer"

Akyuu puffs out a half chuckle half sigh
"Ms Koakuma, you're off by nearly an entire month. It's September"

"Each day you don't get started the amount you need to read only grows!"

"You can't just say 'no thanks' to this!"