It happened early one morning during a lecture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmm!—" The little witch crouched on the ground with her head in her hands.

"Hey, little witch, what's wrong?"

"Head, it hurts. Raising her head, Mo Ming saw that tears like broken threads continued to flow from her delicate eyes, and the owner of the eyes seemed to be suffering from incomparably great pain.

"Let's go, go to the village to see a doctor!" Mo Ming was also a little flustered, and immediately picked up the little witch and walked outside the shrine.

A sudden unknown illness seems to be infecting his students, but he is completely powerless or even clueless.

Why do I have a sudden headache?

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Mo Ming frowned all the way. He could feel the pain of the little girl on his back, and his body shrunk into a ball.

Is it really just a cold?

"It's coming soon, and the village is in front of you, so just bear with it. ”

There was no response from behind.

Somehow, Mo Ming seemed to feel a kind of silent stubbornness.

This seems to be the stubbornness of the silence that is left in the face of an irresistible disease.

It's like facing an irresistible fate, the only remaining self-esteem and stubbornness under stubborn resistance.

The idea came a little out of nowhere.

Why do you feel this way?

I'm really getting more and more literary.

Quickened the pace.

"I said, you look so small, why are you so heavy. "Because I walked too fast and was tired enough, I took the opportunity to take a breather to tease the little witch.

The little witch on her back struggled.

"Don't make a fuss! Okay! I was wrong! It's not that you're heavy, it's that my physical strength is too bad! It's okay, I'm here soon, and the village is in front of me!"

The little witch who slid her body down a little lifted it up, didn't have time to wipe the sweat from her head, and walked forward with a faster pace.

If only the arrangement of going to the Marine Corps for special training had not been pushed away by himself, Mo Ming sighed secretly with vain steps.

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There were no patients in the hospital.

"Doctor, I'm sorry for you! The little witch girl suddenly had a headache during class today, I don't know what the illness is!"

"This is the shrine maiden of Hakurei Shrine, and I am her teacher. ”

Putting down the girl and saying these words in one breath, Mo Ming took an otz posture and gasped.

My physical strength is really poor, and strengthening my exercise must be on the agenda.

The old doctor, who had gray sideburns, sighed and did not immediately come forward to check.

"This is the Hakurei shrine maiden of this generation, right?"

Mo Ming nodded.

"It's so small, no wonder ......"

"Doctor, may I ask this ......?"

The old doctor glanced at the little witch sitting not far away.

The pain in her head seemed to have passed, and the little witch was back to her usual stupidity.

"I've seen several of the girls of the Boree family," the old doctor sighed, "and they're all poor children." ”

"Doctor, I don't understand what you're saying. "My knowledge of Bo Li is limited to a copy of "The Origin of Gensokyo" bought from the market, and I also asked the villagers about Bo Li during the night market, but everyone doesn't know much.

Basically, I know that Gensokyo has a guardian of the Bo Li's, but I don't see anyone all year round. It is said that some older people may know more information, and this time they finally came across.

"I remember that at that time, I was still an apprentice under Master......

"Please tell me what's going on with the little witch's headache!" Mo Ming unceremoniously interrupted the old doctor's memory. When you are older, people like to recall the past, Mo Ming understands.

Although she was very curious about Bo Li's affairs, Mo Ming was more concerned about what happened to her students at the moment.

"Young man, don't be in a hurry, it's useless to be anxious," the old doctor sighed again, "the little witch's illness...... It is an incurable disease, or in other words, it cannot be cured with human medical skills. ”

"What?!Why?"

"Because this is not a disease that ordinary people can get in the first place...... When it comes to these special abilities, the old man is completely helpless. ”

"Special ability? What special ability? Also, you said that it can't be cured with human healing skills, does it mean that there will be any way to heal other than humans?" Mo Ming immediately thought of Yakumo Zi, if she was really a so-called monster sage, maybe she would have a way.

"Originally, this was not a place that the old man could touch, but I am a lot older, and I have heard of these things, spiritual power, demon power, ghost power, fairy power, etc., these are all special powers, which are not beyond the reach of mortals like us. ”

"What does this have to do with the little witch?"

"Hakurei's shrine maiden uses spiritual power, don't you know? ”

"Spiritual power?" I've never seen the little witch use any spells, but she actually knows something vaguely, "What is the price to pay for using spiritual power?"

"I don't know what the price will be, but," the old doctor lowered his voice, "the last few generations of Hakurei shrine maidens have all died at a young age. After a pause, he said, "This is probably a disease that the sage can't cure." ”

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On the way back to the shrine, Mo Ming kept her face black.

The little witch followed behind, looking a little aggrieved.

"Purple told me. A timid voice came from behind him.

Mo Ming turned around and looked at her.

"Hakurei's shrine maidens are all like this. The little witch didn't dare to look at Mo Ming.

"You don't have the right to refuse?" said in a faint tone.

"No, I promised it myself. ”

"Do you promise to know you're going to die?

"No, I, I ......" There seemed to be tears in the eyes of the little witch.

"How are you?"

"I can't remember what I thought at the time......"

"Oh?" Mo Ming laughed angrily. I was about to say something, but when I saw the sparkling eyes of the little witch, I calmed down.

"Little children don't have judgment," the tone returned to flatness, "it's not your fault." ”

Mo Ming touched the little witch's head.

"I want to see Yakumo Murasaki. ”