Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun.

P9/N: Where am eye?

A/N: ...That's a good question, actually. Where do we speak on these random subjects...?

Y/N: Jeez, don't ask such difficult questions~! Besides, you wouldn't like the answer.

P1/N: Hmm... The floor is a bit moist, stinks of meat, and squishes between my toes... maybe if I illuminate my wings we-

A/N: ...

P9/N: ...

P1/N: ...

Y/N: Told you.

A/N2: Ahh, crap... I made a mistake again! I skipped some of Orange's stuff, and Aya and Wriggle's trip home! Yukari! I need help with some time travel! I don't need to change anything, so it should be fine, right?

Y/N2: Fiiine, but only so you can record what happened as you forgot to. Now, hop into this gap and take a sharp left at the very first intersection.

Late afternoon, Scarlet Devil Mansion, Sakuya's PoV:

Orange was drooling heavily, her eyes looking at nothing, yet everything, while she couldn't help but pant just a little from what I had just done for her.

I had carried her to the fruit storage, where we have just about every sort of fruit imaginable, all frozen in time at the optimal time. She seemed to enjoy the sight that lay before her, and licked her lips before she spoke.

"S-so much..." Why does her voice sound so naughty...?

"...You may eat as much of the fruit as you please, but if you like a particular one, do inform me of this. On another subject, I have a feeling that sister of yours will have an easy time convincing Mistress Remilia to allow you to stay." She owed Meiling for all her hard work, while Meiling only asking for food, shelter, and maybe a favor or two here and there. Meiling is a rather selfless individual, much like myself, and knows that the Scarlet family is... well, to put it bluntly, broke.

This does, however, bring about the question of how the mansion stays running, with all these mouths to feed. I grow all of our fruits and vegetables in an instant, due to selective time manipulation over an area, and let's just say that my produce also sells rather well in the human village, and leave it at that. Back when I met the Mistress around... ohh, say 50 years ago. I've never been so good at keeping track of... time, so I honestly can't remember. It helps that in a single day, I sleep for about 24 hours, and work for about 24 hours, not including the work I do outside of my ability to stop time. In the course of those 50 years under the mistress, I've worked that entire time. During those 50 years, I have lived another 100. The Mistress always jokes about my mortality, and how she would love to make me immortal, but... am I not already, even if I were to remain human? I have been the bread winner of the mansion for this entire time, as my produce never expire, much like myself.

"Y- Are you serious? ! A-as much as... I like...?" Her happy little grin was just about ear to ear, exposing her sharp, pearly white teeth. Her eyes were just about filled with tears of joy at the prospect of eating all the fruit she could handle. ...I think I understand why Meiling couldn't help but take care of her, now...

I quickly stopped time, so as to not reveal the sudden trickle of blood that dripped from my nose. I began to swim through the air molocules, and make my way to the sink, where I cleaned up a bit. Just like everything, air is effected by the flow of time; It becomes difficult to breathe the highly slowed air, and as the air is high in resistance, one has to swim about. Time manipulation isn't nearly as nice as one is led to believe.

Once I had returned to my original location, I once more supported Orange the exact way I was before, and allowed the flow of time to return to full speed.

"All you have to do is tell me what your favorites are, so that I can note what to stock more on." I smiled gently, while stating my demands.

"That's so kind of you, lady... W-well... I like oranges the absolute best, but apples, grapes, tomatoes, and strawberries would all be high on my list, too!" Orange gave a grin that could thaw even the coldest of hearts.

"Well, I guess I'll be growing plenty of oranges just for you, now won't I?" I smiled like I hadn't in weeks, and couldn't help but feel a bit infected by the happiness in the girl.

"Yay! I love you, Sakuya!" Love? ! That's a rather sudden thing to proclaim to another...!

"R-r-right!" My face was a brilliant shade red at this point, due to the innocent little word Orange had used. "N-now let's get you some oranges, shall we?" I made my way over to the open top barrel of oranges, all of which were a loverly shade of... well, orange.

"...So... much..." Upon seeing so many oranges, Orange's heart began to race. She carefully picked one up, and blushed just a bit the moment her fingers brushed against the fruit. She gently, yet firmly, grasped the

"Do you need help peeling... it...?" As I asked my question, Orange began to sink her teeth directly into the rind of the orange, and ripped away from the fruit, only half of the orange still in her hand. Orange proceeded to swallow the large bite whole, causing me to question how she can even do such a thing.

"Mmm..." Orange licked her lips, before popping the rest of the orange into her mouth and downing it without even a slight atempt at chewing. Orange could swallow them whole, but to bite it in half would fill her mouth with the juices of the fresh orange, thus enhancing the flavor.

"...My, you sure do... take big bites, huh?" I couldn't help but feel a bit awkward when I watched the large lump travel down her throat, as the orange made its way to her stomach

"It's why I like oranges! They have such a smooth surface, so they go down your throat rather easily, you know?" ...No, I don't know, actually.

"Ehehe... I tend to eat them another way, myself." I couldn't help but find her... unique talent to be a bit amusing.

"Really? Show me!" Orange looked to me expectantly. ...Why did I have to open my big mouth...

"W-well... Okay, if you say so... However, I'm going to need to set you down, okay?" Orange gave me a nod, to which I responded by doing exactly as I had warned of, and stood her on her own two feet, before grabbing an orange from the barrel.

I pulled a knife from my thigh holster, and with a few twirls of the blade, and some quick movements, the rind was sheered right off, leaving behind not even a slight hint of the rind. Orange clapped in response to my skilled knife useage, which caused me to once more blush. I wiped my knife upon my apron, before returning it to its holster. After my hand had been freed, I pulled off a wedge, and popped it into my mouth, before making a point to chew rather apparently, while doing so in a refined way. However, I wasn't about to further stress the point of chewing by way of doing so with my mouth open, as that sort of conduct would be unbecoming of a maid as refined as myself.

I pulled off another wedge, and handed it to Orange. She sniffed it, so as to make sure it still was an orange, as she had never seen one without the rind. Upon feeling confident in the wedge of fruit, she popped it in her mouth, and imitated my jaw motion. Chinese Dragons actually have a bit in common with snakes, with how they tend to swallow food whole; however, unlike snakes, they can chew.

After a bit of chewing, orange swallowed the tiny bit of orange with ease. She couldn't help but wonder what she had been missing all these years, as the flavor of the fruit had been amplified greatly by way of the jaw motions that she found to be a bit alien.

Orange looked to me with a wanting smile, which caused me to relent the rest of the orange to her, as I couldn't help but want to see her smile even more. Orange popped the whole thing into her mouth, and began to happily chew it up. It seems I have showed Orange the best way to eat raw oranges, haven't I?

It took another seven oranges before the dragon had finally felt her appetite had been sated for now.