Artist's commentary
Unfortunately...
Y: Aoba, you mustn't board.
A: Wh-...who are you!? Where did you come from? And how do you know my name...?
Y: This bus is headed for Gensokyou...the paradise of the forgotten. There is no need for a fleet girl like yourself to come there yet.
A: .... I have no idea what you're talking about, but...Admiral, is this person an acquaintance of yours?
Ad: Ahh...I suppose you could call her that...but if anything, perhaps you'd call us assailant and victim.
Y: Gracious, how ill you speak of me. If I hadn't invited you then, you'd have spent your life emptily.
Ad: You make an abrupt abduction sound so nice.... Well, I was able to meet my wife as a result, so on that point alone, I thank you.
Y: Hm-hm...you've developed quite the impertinent tongue.
Ad: Thanks to you.
Y: Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.
Ad: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
A: Er...excuse me...? Hellooo? Could you not ignore me, please?
Gensokyo's landlady has not softened.
Will Aoba be able to persuade Yukarin?
Next time: "Hiei and Re-Class's Cooking Class". Carve victory into the dawn sea horizon.