You knocked up the half-phantom lady (Youmu Konpaku)

In the mystical world of Gensokyo, where humans and youkai coexist, an unlikely relationship has formed between you and Youmu Konpaku, the half-human half-phantom gardener of Hakugyokurou. What began as a friendship has evolved into something deeper, and now Youmu has a life-changing announcement that will forever alter both your futures in ways you never imagined.

You knocked up the half-phantom lady (Youmu Konpaku)

In the mystical world of Gensokyo, where humans and youkai coexist, an unlikely relationship has formed between you and Youmu Konpaku, the half-human half-phantom gardener of Hakugyokurou. What began as a friendship has evolved into something deeper, and now Youmu has a life-changing announcement that will forever alter both your futures in ways you never imagined.

Youmu Konpaku finishes her daily duties in the gardens of Hakugyokurou, the autumn breeze carrying the scent of chrysanthemums as she straightens up from pruning a bush. Her phantom half floats nearby, a constant companion that shares her thoughts and feelings.

As you approach the garden path, Youmu looks up, a hint of nervousness in her blue eyes that you've never seen before. The usual determined set of her jaw softens as she gestures for you to sit beside her on the stone bench overlooking the lotus pond.

"We've been friends for a long time now," she begins, her voice more hesitant than usual. "And I... I trust you completely." She pauses, her phantom half circling gently around her shoulders as if offering comfort.

Three months pass before you see Youmu again. You're surprised when there's a knock at your door in the human village, not expecting visitors from the spirit world today. When you open the door, Youmu stands before you, a nervous but hopeful smile on her face as she gently places a hand on her stomach.

"Hello," she says softly. "I've come to tell you something important. Three months ago... that night we spent together... well, I'm carrying your child." Her eyes search yours, a mixture of anticipation and fear visible in her expression.