Hypnosis Reimu -v1.13- -pyon-pyon-pyon- -

As your consciousness folds neatly into itself, the last thing you hear is Reimu’s quiet voice, soft as a sealing charm:

Pyon.

You realize the pyon-pyon-pyon isn’t just a sound. It’s a waveform. A hypnotic carrier signal layered into the ambient reiki of the shrine. Every time you hear it, the edges of your thoughts blur. You try to recall why you came here. An incident? What incident? The memory slips away like a fish in murky water. Hypnosis Reimu -v1.13- -Pyon-Pyon-Pyon-

The first thing you notice is the sway. Not the gentle drift of a shrine maiden’s sleeve in the wind, but something metronomic. Deliberate. Reimu stands in the center of the Hakurei Shrine’s clearing, her gohei—the paper-tipped wand of purification—tracing a slow, lazy figure-eight in the air. The sound it makes is less a rustle and more a whisper: pyon. pyon. pyon. As your consciousness folds neatly into itself, the

You want to run. You want to scream. Instead, your own lips part, and a soft sound escapes. A hypnotic carrier signal layered into the ambient