>Can one teach danmaku?
>Up to a point, yes. In some ways, danmaku isn't too dissimilar from martial arts or swordplay. There are differing styles and tactics, and these styles can be taught by others. One cannot create a spellcard for someone else, though, those have to be made by one's self, for one's self.
>Head for it.
>Casting one last look around to see if you can spot Yuuka getting up to no good, which she doesn't seem to be, you come in for a landing and enter into the Blue Moon Barber Shop.
>The air in here is more humid than it is outside, and there is a peculiar smell in the air. Part of it seems to be coming from the bottles of sterilizing fluid that contain the various hair-treating impliments not currently in use, but you can't place the faint smokyness in the air. A row of five seats occupy the wall to the left of the entrance, currently occupied by Celes and that winged horned youkai that she was with at the Moriya shrine. End tables bracket the row of seats, with a selection of books to read while one waits. The barber's chairs and the large mirrors they sit in front of are on the right side of the building, and presently only one of them is occupied, by Hong Meiling.
>You would guess the woman working on her now-wavy hair would be Liluye. She is of average height, her reddish-gold hair falling down to about halfway down her back, and her long bangs are kept out of her eyes by a red and black leather headband. Her olive-tinged comlexion is fairly weathered and tight, the face of a woman who has spent most of her days working, though her slender, dextrous fingers bely this. You can see the muscular defintion of her arms and legs through the white body-length smock she wears, not what you'd call 'ripped', but in very fine condition. Despite her profession, she has the bearing of a warrior, and would have even without the pair of dagger hilts sticking out of the belt at the small of her back and the tomahawk on her right hip.
