In the evening, somewhere on a hill behind Hakurei Shrine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I'm standing here with Reimu, Alice, and Penglai Mountain Kaguya.

The glow of the setting sun shone down, stretching the shadows of the four people.

There is a small earthen bag here as the tomb of the moonstone, there is no tombstone, only a stone is placed in front of the grave bag as a tombstone, and Alice and I finally discussed moving the tomb here.

It's not intentionally cold, but to prevent the grave from being too conspicuous and being destroyed or even cut open by goblins who don't know anything.

As a human demon slayer during his lifetime, he was supposed to be a hero among people and was buried in the tombs of people after death.

However, Yin Yuelin did not choose to do so.

Since she hadn't returned to the world, she probably wouldn't have been willing to be buried with those strangers.

Although she had also heard her say that several of the demon slayer seniors who were buried by her, because they were all buried on the spot, the location was no longer available, so naturally there was no way to bury the body of Yin Yuelin with them.

The four of them, including me, stood here in silence, and no one spoke.

Reimu still had the same calm expression as always, after all, it wasn't someone she knew who was buried here.

Penglai Mountain Huiye did not see the slightest joy and anger.

Alice, on the other hand, could see that she was holding back her grief.

And I ...... in my heart It's not entirely unapologetic.

This girl, I didn't approach her without a purpose.

Although I have done a lot of things in the past, and more or less pulled Reimu out of the tragic fate that Hakurei Shrine Maiden must have experienced, but even so, I am still not sure that Reimu's path from then on will be completely unhindered.

Since the fever had subsided and my memories had returned, my anxiety had gradually increased.

But even if you ask that Yakumo Murasaki, you won't get an answer other than ambiguity.

I am worried about the drawbacks of the power of Borei's witchcraft.

In case there is any hidden disease that accumulates, the moment it erupts, maybe I will not be able to recover from it.

So, wishful thinking, I'm looking for a successor at the Hakurei shrine as an alternate.

She is the person I have chosen.

After asking the hermit Taigongwang and dealing with this girl personally, I was even more convinced of this idea.

This is a very selfish and impersonal idea, and I don't even dare to reveal the slightest bit to Reimu.

I don't know what the title Hakurei shrine maiden means to the little shrine maiden who always looks breezy and calm.

Maybe it doesn't mean anything, but it could also be ...... Meaningful.

But I've never been the kind of person who is good at thinking about others, and I'm almost terminally ill with selfishness.

Maybe for Reimu, the identity and duties of the Hakurei shrine maiden, and the responsibility of the Hakurei Great Enchantment, are part of the meaning of her existence, but for me......

For me, only Reimu's life is the most important. Whether it's the identity of the Hakurei witch, or even the rise and fall of the Hakurei Great Enchantment and Gensokyo, the importance varies by a thousand miles.

Although he also promised Reimu not to think about these issues on his own, however, there is no way to change the character of lying without blinking.

Thinking about it before, the arrogant said something like "will come back", but it turned out that it couldn't be done, and in the little witch, I'm afraid that the credibility of my side has long been left.

As a former intelligence analyst, I habitually plan and then act to replace the shrine maiden, which is nothing more than the preparation of one of the many backup plans I have made to prevent emergencies.

The Reimu who used the Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival has now been restored to its original state, and it exudes the vigor and vitality that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl should have, and to this day, I am still relatively content with the status quo.

It's just that...... As the alternate of the Hakurei shrine maiden, she came into Alice's sight because of my intervention, and this happened immediately.

Even I'm a little bit more ...... Sorry.

However, standing in front of the grave of Yin Yuelin at this moment is not the time to wander and think about Reimu.

This girl is ...... According to the hermit Taigongwang, she is a genius who is better than several of her predecessors.

However, even geniuses do not have the environment to display their talents.

Although I don't know what kind of attitude I have to live alone, I guess I have some complaints about the village.

Think about it, in my memory, the black-haired and white-clothed demon slayer girl is basically as old as Reimu.

That's how he died.

I heard that Yin Yuelin died in Alice's arms, and she was very calm at that time.

She seemed ready for that moment.

Come to think of it, Gensokyo has never been a paradise for humans, and it is said that humans should have become accustomed to death.

And for me, in that other world, there have been many more, countless lives that have died because of me...... Success is inevitable and bones are dry, am I qualified to pretend to be here because of the death of a person?

But I myself know that neither I was before nor I am now, I have never seen through these things.

When it comes to the gains and losses of life, whether it is death, I am constantly afraid and confused.

A lot of things, and I haven't been able to figure it out.

When a baby dies at birth, does she lose nothing, or does she lose the long life she deserves?

When an old man dies, has he lost the long life she once enjoyed, or has he lost nothing?

Perhaps it is because human beings are so greedy that they cannot correctly measure the gains and losses of life and the meaning of the length of life.

However, even if I tried to make my conscience feel better with metaphysics, I could not hide a common sense truth: the death of an old man is natural and normal...... And this young girl, her death is unnatural and absurd.

Life is always complete and indivisible, so death at any age is incalculable and incomparable, and is the loss of a complete life.

This girl called Xian Yuelin, who may become the best friend of several people present, and who should have infinite possibilities, has been completely lost by everyone......

I set off and walked past the three girls to the grave of the three girls.

Squatting down, leaning forward slightly, propping one hand on the ground, and taking out the pencil from the pocket with the other.

I wrote crookedly on the stone in Japanese that I was familiar with.

The Tomb of the Moon Moon.

Human, demon slayer. Alice and Mo Ming's friend.

I thought about it, and then changed to English.

She rested in peace.

Despite her ill-fated fate, she survived.

Then, for the sake of his friends, he lost his life.

It happened as it always did, as if night was falling and the sun was falling.

Then, I wrote another sentence in Chinese characters.

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

Then, a few lines of the original verse at the end of Faust were written in German.

In the end, the Japanese signature was changed back.

Friends Alice Margotroyd, friends Mo Ming, Bo Li Reimu, Penglai Mountain Hui Ye, here to pay tribute.

The handwriting was crooked, and I didn't even understand if I could recognize what I had written if I lost my memory.

But even if the handwriting is extremely clear, who is it written to?

......

......

I got up.

Penglai Mountain Kaguya, who was expressionless on the side and had been motionless since just now, finally reacted.

"Oh, it's over, let's go when it's over. There was no sadness in his tone, and he said this.

I glanced at Alice for the first time, and sure enough, there was a flash of hatred in the eyes of this young witch who had always been indifferent.

Still can't let go......

Yan Yuelin's death, although it was not from the original intention of Penglai Mountain Kaguya, was inextricably linked to her.

The reason why I asked this arrogant Kaguya to come forward on such an occasion was because I hoped that Alice would be relieved.

It's nothing more than my self-righteousness.

Originally, Alice had a grudge, coupled with the attitude of Penglai Mountain Kaguya......

Anyway, I just do my part, and I can't do anything about their resentment.

"Don't look at me like that, Miss Witch," Kaguya smiled faintly, "It's not about selfishness, it's about everyone. Of course, if you are really angry, you can choose to fight me. Barrage or life-and-death battles, you can accompany them privately. ”

Probably for her, even if she or that Bayi Yonglin died, she couldn't make her emotions fluctuate too much.

These long-lived people are simply too nasty.

I sighed.

"Lin wasn't killed by you, I won't do anything with you," Alice's tone was unusually cold, "I promised Lin that I would do it." ”

Yin Yuelin doesn't want Alice to carry hatred, so Alice will let go of hatred.

Even if she was reluctant, her first consideration was the trust of her friends.

I really appreciate the character of this witch.

Because it's not something I can do.

......

......

It's getting dark.

I looked at the three girls standing there.

Reimu, who has not yet passed her sixteenth birthday, is slightly shorter than the other two.

Although the other two also have a girlish heart, they don't know if they can be counted as girls in terms of age......

However, as far as my three views are concerned, people with a young mentality are young people.

In this way, maybe I'm already middle-aged.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Looked at the two, short blonde haired girls and long black haired.

To a certain extent, Alice Margot Royd and Penglai Mountain Kaguya, they should be regarded as the best under the Western aesthetics and the Eastern aesthetics.

The wonderful shrine maiden of Paradise, Hakurei Reimu, is also shining in my eyes.

If it was before I first entered Gensokyo, I would have liked one of them even if I had a bad personality that I wasn't good at getting along with women.

But now, there is no such mind.

The reasons are complicated, but it's probably because of Reimu.

The teacher-student relationship, and the similar brother-sister, father-daughter relationship, and maybe other messy feelings, I can't let go of Reimu's side, and I have no intention of letting go.

I'm a person who suddenly falls into a frenzy when I'm passionate about something, and I learned a lot of things from it.

I know my terrible personality all too well, I can't fall in love with someone else. Because I don't think I'm a very emotional person.

If I fall in love with another girl, I'm afraid there will be very little affection left for Reimu.

Although I don't quite understand the extent of my own sustenance for Reimu, there is no other person Reimu can rely on now.

Even the slightest bit didn't want to make this kid sad.

That's the whole reason.

But think about it, how long will this last?

In the world, sixteen years old is the age at which you can get married.

Reimu is also about to enter this age.

Imagine if Reimu fell in love with someone......

I couldn't help frowning.

No, the right education in people is not yet civilized in my eyes, and the dogma of ancient etiquette to women will not bring happiness to Reimu.

Then, he searched his mind for all the young talents he had ever known, even those he had known in the other world, and now his bones were cold...... I wanted to try to figure out what type of Reimu companion I could accept.

But there was no one.

Shook his head.

No matter what kind of personality or what kind of talent people are, I can't agree with them.

Sure enough, it's because of my own relatives in the eyes of my family...... When it comes to Reimu, do I lose my basic judgment?

This kind of thing is so troublesome that it makes me feel irritating even if I think about it.

"Teacher...... Don't be too sad......"

As if to see my abnormality, Reimu suddenly spoke.

Two other girls also cast their eyes on me.

I nodded.

Witches and Penglai people, maybe they have already seen too many deaths in their lives.

But here in Reimu, this is not the case.

Experiencing death and then becoming mature is a lesson that every human in Gensokyo, and Hakurei Shrine Maiden is no exception.

The Penglai people with endless lifespans and the witches with almost endless lifespans can't understand the embarrassment of human beings being driven by the flesh.

The flesh embarrasses a man not because it has desires, but that sooner or later it will lose its desires due to illness and old age and become a strange useless thing.

Probably no one knows this better than me. After all, I'm the one who has experienced this moment.

At that time, no matter how lively the spirit is, it can only helplessly watch the decay of the body, and it will eventually be dragged to decay and die with it.

A soul that is still alive is destined to die for the body that has turned its back on it, and there is probably nothing more humiliating for the spirit than this.

It was probably with such sadness that I sat in a wheelchair and cried unwillingly at the moment before I died.

It's a shame.

I've never considered myself weak enough to cry.

It's just that there was nothing that could be done at that time.

But now, I still haven't forgotten my teacher's position.

"Reimu, what is life?"

"Life...... Does it mean human life?" Reimu asked rhetorically without hesitation.

Indeed, it may have been a little early to think about this kind of question at her age.

I sighed.

"'Life' is a beautiful word, but its beauty is overshadowed by the trivialities of everyday life. We are alive, but we don't experience life all the time. On the contrary, there are too few such times. ”

I walked towards Reimu.

"Most of the time, we live like inanimate machines. ”

Even Alice, and even Kaguya-hime, whose life experience was not inferior to her in the slightest, did not choose to interject at this time, and listened silently.

"Life passes peacefully...... There was no sound. There are no waves, not even ripples are visible, silent. ”

"This flat riverbed is so tiresome that it absorbs any feeling. ”

"But, all of a sudden, there was a 'bang'!"

"There was an obstacle, the reef rose, the wind blew, and the waves were thrown. ”

"Are we still alive? Yes, only then can we realize that we are alive. ”

I patted Reimu on the shoulder.

"So, Reimu, whether it's the pain of the present day or the happiness of everyday life, is something that we as human beings should cherish...... The self-enjoyment of the life force. ”

"In the pursuit of happiness, what better moment than when the experience of life is strongest and most distinctive?"

"We are saddened that she has died. ”

"But we are alive and life will go on. ”

At this point, I guess I talked about my own experience.

It's not a very useful thing, but it's not something that can be easily discussed with Reimu on weekdays, so I took the opportunity to talk about it today.

No one is looking forward to Reimu's growth more than me.

As night fell, my almost cold-blooded epilogue dominated the atmosphere, and there was silence.

"Go home. ”

So, everyone silently followed me and walked towards the shrine.

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PS: I was going to write another funny and joyful daily scene, but I got sick.

Sure enough, illness can reduce people's willpower and become sad...... So I was going to write this scene, and there was this chapter

(How many points does Mo Ming pretend to give for this b?)

Don't ask about Lin's foreshadowing, I won't say :)

The English epitaph is the last chapter of Les Misérables, and I was so impressed by Valjean's epitaph. If there are young people who like to read novels, I recommend this novel, "Les Miserables" is the only foreign masterpiece that I read twice in high school, it is good.

Speaking of which, it seems that some people in the group can't understand Mo Mingzhi's feelings for Lingmeng at this stage. If I've read this book, I can make a metaphor – like Valjean's feelings for Cosette.

Emotional matters are difficult to be deeper, I wanted to say that Mo Mingzhi is a deeper affection for Reimu, but thinking about what Valjean did for Cosette in his life, I feel inexplicable.

In short, the so-called tangled feelings are probably like this. Well...... At least that's what Mo Ming thinks so.

In addition, I like Zhou Guoping's prose and essay works so much that I read them so many times that I always recite the original words unconsciously, and I always involuntarily begin to pretend to use Brother Ping's words in the text.233

Even now, there are still Ping's readings next to the pillow of the pot...... Students who like small and fresh style books may wish to take a look, it is a good choice to cultivate temperament.

Recommend next week's book by Guoping.

The first recommendation is "Man and Eternity" (← have read it no less than 20 times since high school), followed by "Broken Sentences and Short Chapters" and "Confetti in the Wind" are all very good essays; prose recommends "The Distance of Watch" and "Their Own Pilgrimage Paths", "The Birth of Tragedy" is recommended by young people who love philosophy, and "Years and Temperament" are recommended if they like character chronicles, which are trivial matters when Ping Ge was young (during special periods). I've seen all of this several times...... Quality assurance (of course, maybe you have to be a literary youth to see 233).

Ask for a recommendation ticket or something......

Also: The reader survey below the page has been updated (although it doesn't work much).

[In order to ensure the reading experience, the PS at the end of the chapter will be deleted when the next chapter is updated.] 】

Finally, a few lines from the end of Faust.

All impermanence is just a shadow.

What is unattainable has taken shape here.

The unspeakable, there is already a real one here.

The Eternal Woman, lead us on our way.