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[x] You don't like what she tried to do, but you understand her reasons. Introduce yourself normally.
While you aren't exactly fond of the way she attempted to rid the world of you, you are aware that you needed the attempt to kick you into place. Hell, you were under two centuries old at the time; at best, you were the equivalent of a human of five. You've matured since then, and you will make her see that.
After you take a moment to steel your nerves, you resume walking toward the table. As Nazrin takes an empty seat next to Shou and the chimera-girl, you take the one two seats over, on the right side of the mouse's mentor. To your left sits the girl in the strange clothes, who is eying you suspiciously. After a brief silence, Byakuren addresses everyone.
“Hello everyone. I'm sorry to wake you this late into the night, but it appears we have a problem.”
“Your damn right we do!” A shrill voice graces its presence in your left eardrum, a glaring contrast to the previous speaker, who lowers her head out of embarrassment.
“No! Not until this bastard explains what the hell he's doing here!” The wonderful lady called Murasa is now glaring at you harder than the basket-mouse did; it really says something when someone glaring harder than a mouse isn't an insult. To whom it compliments, on the other hand...
“Stop being so harsh, Murasa.” A soft voice, almost a whisper, comes from the left, reasoning with the enraged girl. It's that hooded girl. “He's probably in the dark as much as you are.” The cloud nods sagely, its arms crossed and “eyes” closed.
Murasa sighs and slinks back in her chair. “Sorry, it's just... today was hectic, y'know?”
“Oh come on, girl,” the chimera chimes in, a smile on her face. “I liked the sudden change in pace.”
“Well, of course you would like it, Nue,” the oddly-clothed lady responds, as if stating a fact from experience.
“Everyone, stop it!” Shou yells, slamming her palms on the table. You cannot express your thanks enough to her for that.
Everyone is silent for a what seems like an hour. You look at Byakuren, who is supporting her head with her arms, hands going through her hair in frustration.
You guess you had better start talking. You take a deep breath, preparing yourself. “Okay, here we go,” you start, getting everyone's attention.
“First off, I'd better introduce myself. But I should let you know that if you recognize my name, I'm far different than I was before.” You wait a moment, checking each person's expression, all of which are a mix of confusion and anticipation. “I am—or was, rather—the legendary tree known as Saigyou Ayakashi.” You let that comment sink in for a moment, aware that you will get at least one reaction.
Byakuren's face goes from confusion to shock to... crying? Not even out of anger, which you were expecting, but out of an almost-tangible sadness. You give her a moment to pull herself together as Nue and Ichirin comfort her. Everybody else gives you a death glare, including that damn mouse in the basket.
(PER: 7) She must have remembered something very distressing. (Roll: 6, Success)
(INT: 7) You haven't seen her brother yet, and locations don't get named after living people very often. (Roll: 2, Success)
(CHA: 4) You should try to console her. (Roll: 9, Failure)
You have a feeling that you know why Byakuren is crying. You can't bring yourself to help, however. Besides, the chimera-girl seems to have it handled. As she calms down, she motions for you to continue; her voice fails to work from the crying.
“You see, I was sealed successfully while you were sealed. The seal weakened enough for me to attempt escaping after the incident with spring being taken to resurrect me. You've heard of that event correct?” Everyone nods, not stopping their evil stares. “Not an hour ago, I found a way around the seal, and left it intact, so it still can't bloom. I basically transferred my being into the ether in order to get a new body. The transfer process was too finicky, though, and by noticing the crowd around your temple... well, you know the rest.”
Byakuren seems to have calmed down entirely. She stares at you, but, unlike the others, her's is one void of any noticeable emotion. “Yes, your essence materialized on our steps. It sent everyone into a panic. We quickly ended our blessing ceremony and got everyone out of there before things became worse.”
Your feel as though your heart imploded and was replaced with a thorn bush. “...So everyone already knows of me being here?” you inquire, half-sighing.
At this, Byakuren smirks slightly. “...Not exactly. All they know is that a naked youkai appeared here. They have no name to connect to you.”
“Are... are you not going to tell anyone?” you force through your stunned throat. After all that's happened, she's helping you?
Her smile drops a little. “Only if you leave within the hour.” She stands to address everyone. “Nazrin, fetch a set of warm clothes. Ichirin, you check outside for anyone suspicious. Everyone else, you may return to your quarters.”
As everyone else follows her orders, Murasa just stands from her chair, fists clenched. “So we're all going to act like this never fucking happened!?” You didn't think anyone could shout that loud through their teeth.
“It's best for everyone,” Byakuren states, matter-of-factly.
You lurch to the side and fall off of the chair, reeling from the sucker punch she gave you. “Good night, ma'am,” she says calmly, bowing to the gradient-haired woman as if “this never fucking happened”.
A few minutes later, you are looking out the temple's doors in your new clothes, which aren't even close to warm. Your white, short-sleeved shirt is a size to big, making irritatingly loose. The “bell-bottoms”, as Nazrin called them, are a different story. While they are still slightly loose, the dark blue fabric feels comfortable. As for footwear, the mouse youkai laughed, saying that “shoes aren't clothes” in a cheery voice as she walked off.
Outside, everything is covered in snow, but the snow seems to have stopped not to long ago.
You turn to meet Byakuren in the eyes. “Thank you again for helping me, despite everythi--.”
She gently pushes you outside, interrupting you. “Don't... just don't, okay...?”she says with a sad smile. “You've changed. I can tell.” She steps back, reaching for the doors. “Good luck on your future endeavors, Saigyou.”
As the temple's doors close, you look around the snow covered surroundings. The moonlight shines the overcast clouds, illuminating everything. You appear to be near the edge of the village, next to the Forest of Magic. You notice some activity coming from a small building nearby. A path into the forest is barely visible.
You hear someone singing near the shrine. Somewhat poorly at that.
Pick any three choices. Order of occurrence will be determined by number of votes. Note that you can't pick both Forest choices at once, as you are not made of quantum physics.
[ ] Head into the Forest of Magic. Follow the path.
[ ] Head into the Forest of Magic. Adventure time!
[ ] Investigate the activity.
[ ] Investigate the grating sound.
[ ] Write-in.
Using a hint is obscenely recommended here.
I explained the seating subtly: (Clockwise from the top) Byakuren, Nue, Nazrin, Shou, Saigyou, Murasa, and Ichirin. Just in case you needed a better clue on how it went.
Also, whenever I bring stats into the story, I use a RNG to select a number from 1 to 10. If the number is above your stat, you fail and cannot do the action. Sometimes multiple stats are required. The CHA check failed, so you got booted out. Considering how much I find myself liking the UFO cast recently, though, I'll have you meet them again soon enough.