Incomprehensible.

Such a mood is incomprehensible.

Some excited, some excited.

I'm excited to learn where I came from, and I'm excited to know my past.

At the same time, there is some fear, some fear.

Fear of oneself after regaining memory, fear of a future that may face failure again.

It's really a coward-like mood, Kenya shook his head and smiled bitterly.

It's been comfortable for too long, but it has lost its earliest blood?

There were many thoughts in his heart for a while, and his fingers flicked the Budu Imperial Soul Sword that accompanied him all the way.

There are so many things I want to say that I can't talk about.

Ah, Budu Imperial Soul.

Wouldn't it be nice if you could talk?

In that case, I will have a lot of things I want to say and share with you.

So is his own confusion, so is his own kendo, and so is his own future.

When I first came to Gensokyo, I was thinking.

My life is probably just a sword.

Coming with a sword, and finally leaving with a sword, this kind of life doesn't seem to be bad.

"Heh, after staying with the girl for a long time, I'm starting to become sentimental. 」

Gently put down the Budu Imperial Soul and picked up the wooden knife on the side.

Without a word, turn around.

Again, it was a resolute gaze.

Whatever the outcome, he's still him.

Just like the beginning, just a nameless swordsman.

In his own life, he speaks with the sword. His past is faced with a sword.

If I am too indecisive, I am sorry for the effort and dedication so far.

After all, he, the sword.

It's nothing but swordsmanship.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he went to the courtyard of the White Jade Building. There, a ready-to-go demon dream awaits her.

Kenya, who strode to the courtyard, didn't see it.

I didn't see it, and a cherry blossom fell on the scabbard of the Budu Imperial Soul.

On the scabbard, a bluish-white light flashed.

Eerie and ethereal.

It's like a sword light.

Echoing his previous words.

"I'll wait for you. 」

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The scene changed again, and now it was the center of the courtyard of the White Jade Building.

Jian Ya and Youmeng confronted each other seriously with wooden knives in their hands.

With her head propped up in her right hand, Marisa sat on the mossy stone on the side of the pool with great interest, looking forward to the upcoming showdown.

Youmeng is still holding two wooden knives of different lengths, and he is still the same as always.

That's a tricky two-knife stream......

Smacked his lips, and Jian Ya had another headache.

The second sword flow is originally a very embarrassing swordsmanship, although manipulating the two swords will be more demanding on the swordsman's swordsmanship.

But on the other hand, as long as you can manipulate freely, twice the hard work will be converted into twice the reward.

What's more, the other party seems to be more than twice as simple......

Carefully observing the actions of the demon dream, feeling the momentum coming from the wooden knives of different lengths.

Confrontation, of course, is not simply a matter of fighting each other like that.

In fact, for a person like Kenya, who is a little upright, too intriguing swordsmanship is not suitable for him, and he can't even oppress his momentum.

He uses his body's instinctive reaction more to make some moves. For example, sword wielding, killing intent, pace and the like.

At the beginning of Youkai Mountain, he gradually consciously manipulated his swordsmanship and learned the fast sword based on Tengu.

Although it depends more on the sharpness of the Budu Imperial Soul......

Now, now is the best time to do so.

You can try it, when you don't have the soul of Budu, your own limit.

For this kind of challenge, Kenya has always been happy to do so. You can see it from the last time you challenged Kurama Tengu.

Like Kaguya's evaluation, Kenya is a person who will not be negligent with a sword, and a person who only gives wholeheartedly to the sword.

"There's a flaw!"

The first to find the opponent's weak defense was Youmeng, who had no distractions from the beginning.

The first is the longer wooden knife that sweeps over, and the shorter one is a close second, and if Kenya catches or dodges the first sword, he will be hit by the second sword.

Incredible offensive rhythm......

Kenya smiled slightly, revealing an expression of expectation.

But, as I expected.

Then he also swung his wooden knife and attacked it with the sweep of a long sword.

In the first sword, the wooden knives of the two sides collided, and the two sides did not have the strength to fight. Youmeng didn't show any nostalgia, and immediately set up a sword attack, and stabbed with a wooden knife in his left hand.

It's unavoidable, and it catches the dead end of Kenya's one-handed sword beautifully.

So is it really that simple?

"It's too tender!"

Just as the wooden knife was about to stab Kenya in the ribs!

Kenya then attacked with his right hand with the force that had been erected before, and the wooden knife swung down in the opposite direction of Youmeng.

In Youmeng's surprised eyes, followed by this downward force, he sank his waist and saddle horse, and his left hand actually caught the sword that pierced the ribs!?

And then......

"Humph!!"

Jian Ya snorted, and the force that sank from the right side of his body, through the toe grasp of the right foot, passed to the dantian, and finally passed through the left hand.

It's a heavy press on the chest of Youmeng!

Gazha!

I saw a crack appear on the wooden knife in Youmeng's right hand.

There was no chase of victory, Kenya just stood there and watched the demon dream of the opponent's wooden sword Ning Si.

Then, like a creeper after frostfall, the crack quickly spread from the middle to the entire blade.

It just turned into slag and fell to the ground.

Youmeng raised his head and looked at Jian Ya with some distraction.

"Brother, was it dark just now?!"

"I don't know, I just came out with my feelings. It's a shame to say that it took something other than swordsmanship to win a move......

"But the move just now is very similar to the feeling of an acquaintance of mine...... Although my brother's is not so exaggerated. 」

"Acquaintances, are you also learning swords?"

"No...... She is a martial artist, an expert in martial arts, and the moves that her brother used just now...... It's kind of like one of her moves in Bajiquan......

"Oh, Bajiquan?"

He raised his eyebrows, revealing an eager expression.

It's not a loss, it's Gensokyo, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The person who can be evaluated as an expert by Youmeng must not be as simple as an ordinary Bajiquan.

In this kind of place where magic envoys, monsters, Penglai people, and tengu are crowded, and the warriors who can also be called masters are definitely very advanced in martial arts.

Moreover, in the case of Bajiquan, Kenya also has an impression.

It is a fierce fist, a rigid fist with coherent moves.

Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the world.

The type of boxing that attaches great importance to basic skills is not a technique that can be obtained by simply relying on the superiority of the body and reactions.

In this way, I want to meet this master more and more.

"So, how do you visit that master?"

"Eh, does my brother want to challenge her?"

"No, it's just a little curious, after all, there aren't many people who can be highly praised by you. 」

"You praise me so much, how can I be good...... Anyway, it's still very dangerous for my brother to go there now, so I'll take you to visit again after this incident, okay?"

"Sa...... Go ahead. 」

Marisa, who was completely ignored by the two of them who were caught in the world of the two, yawned and left the courtyard.

Anyway, there must be a way to let Kenya know where he came from, right?

Marisa was convinced of Yakumo's words, and so far she had nothing to lose, and there was no reason why she would deceive outsiders who had just arrived in Gensokyo.

However, this slow unfolding was very boring for her kind of impatience.

Ride on a broomstick, float slowly, and after rising to a certain height, you will see the whole picture of the White Jade Tower.

While looking at the scenery that you will never get tired of seeing, she thinks about what Yuyuko said before.

According to Youmeng's words, almost all the souls of the deceased who had some ability were transferred by Yuyuko to prepare for some kind of ritual.

Under that westward demon.

I guess it's a ritual related to Kenya......

I always feel a little disappointed.

Pressing the brim of her hat, Marisa pouted.

There is some confidence in magic, but the kind of things that involve enchantments and magic arrays are not what she is good at.

She had already pulled Reimu over, and she must have known this kind of thing very well.

Thinking of that lazy expression, he shook his head again.

No, her words would be too troublesome, and she would often ignore me.

Pouted, he secretly landed in an inconspicuous place.

He smiled mischievously.

Now that she has come to one of the largest forces in Gensokyo, how can she be worthy of her title of monster thief if she doesn't bring some souvenirs back?

The kitchen of the white jade building here is used to store the warehouse of ingredients, and a little further is the library where a large number of ancient books and documents are kept.

and Yoma's bedroom.

Every time you pass by a room, you grab a few things in your hand.

In this way, Marisa's hands are full of valuable things before she knows it.

Should I say, is it worthy of the notorious monster thief of Gensokyo?

"Tsk, it's just a professional habit, a professional habit DA☆ZE. 」

In this way, while picking and choosing in the treasure mountain, while talking to himself, is Gensokyo's most notorious black and white thief.

"But the demon dream guy...... Accident has a child-like **ah. Oh, is that ...... The legendary blue and white stripe!"

Marisa !!!

"Ahh

Suddenly, the door of the room was violently opened, and the demon dream holding a wooden knife was holding a black aura behind him.

The whole person was like a ghost, glaring at Marisa.

Although all the stolen things were thrown into the pocket behind his back, he was shocked by the powerful momentum of Youmeng.

The pocket accidentally fell off the ground like this, and all kinds of ancient books and lacquerware were scattered all over the ground.

In particular, the fat time of the demon dream dances in the air.

Suddenly there was silence.

Youmu just watched his fat time float slowly on the tatami mat.

And then nothing was said.

Ruthlessly, he wields a wooden knife and slashes at Marisa's head.

"Wow! What are you doing!"

"Kill! When you're dead, I'll kill myself!"

"Oh oh oh ~ calm down ! "

「…… You die on your own, and it has nothing to do with me. 」

"You ungrateful and unrighteous man!!"

"I don't want to help anymore when you say that. 」

In this way, Kenya held his arm and watched, Marisa who fled with a broomstick, and Yumu who was holding a murder weapon.

This is Marisa's own doing, and there is absolutely no room for defense.

Tsk, it's better to say that Kenya enjoys this kind of thing, and it's quite fun to watch anyway.

Just sit in the quiet hallway, watching Marisa and them play around the courtyard.

Then Yuyuko on the side also floated over slowly.

"Oops, the two of them are in good spirits. It's been a long time since it's been so lively. 」

"A place like Netherworld can be lively...... It's strange, isn't it? 」

"Yes, the revenant is not a good communicator, and the tone of his voice feels like a ghost story. What flavor do you want for the pancakes? Salt or soy sauce?"

「…… Salt bar. 」

Youmeng's cooking skills are really good, no wonder even the undead who don't feel hungry at all are full of praise......

glanced at Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple, who had already eaten four or five pancakes beside him.

Maybe this guy is just gluttonous......

Then, just as Kenya picked up the second pancake, at the front of the corridor, a colorful light suddenly bloomed in front of Kenya's sight.

Demon Meng's hands, I don't know when they have picked up Bai Yulou's famous double swords, Louguan Sword and Bailou Sword.

The sword with a cherry blossom pattern on the hilt and a ghostly puffy white hair at the end, the long sword that Youmu pulled out of the scabbard on her back.

It is said to be able to kill everything, even ghosts.

The length is exaggerated, almost twice as long as the Budu Imperial Soul Sword.

It can be said that ordinary people can't even do ordinary wielding, but in the hands of Youmeng, they are so handy.

Another short sword with a short length hanging from the waist and a relatively simple one is the Demon Dream Family...... The family heirloom of the soul clan - the sword of the White Building.

It seems that in the five elements, white represents gold, right?

Gold, the table follows the revolution, represents righteousness, worships good and abandons evil, and everything is reasonable. Taoism also has the meaning of stability and convergence.

In addition to the main killing, the gold of the five elements ...... At the same time, it also represents the west of the five directions.

Among the five directions, the meaning of the West is the Pure Land of the West.

In this ghost-filled Western Pure Land?

Jian Ya smiled slightly, and suddenly understood the intention of the previous court master.

I'm afraid that one, the significance of handing over this Bailou Sword to Youmeng is not just as simple as the handover of duties.

In addition to the handover of duties, it is also a good expectation for the future of Youmeng, hoping that she will not go astray - only indulge in the position of this court master.

The Last Pure Land, its significance...... In Kenya's guess, I'm afraid it's-

I hope that Demon Dream can be an ordinary girl quietly in this fantasy country.

This must be the last entrustment and wish of the elders to the younger generations.

Suddenly a little sad, after gnawing the flatbread, Jian Ya suddenly laughed at himself.

The past of the demon dream is probably not much better than his cheap brother.

I was so sad and sad before...... It's a shit.

Which girl here doesn't have painful and cruel words to remember?

What right do you have to cry over there?

In the rest of your life, you should be down-to-earth and move forward slowly one step at a time.

Whether he can find memories of the past on this trip doesn't matter to him now.

It is enough to have this sister.

At least he, Kenya already has friends worth drinking and laughing with in this Gensokyo, and a family that supports each other together.

What else can't be satisfied?

Jian Ya clasped his hands together and sincerely wished in his heart.

Although I don't know where the previous court master is now, or if he is still alive......

I only hope that such good intentions can make Youmeng experience.