But I don't think so.

Hirori Mori had a big cheerful smile on her face, but her heart was cold.

The identity of the Hirori Shrine Maiden has robbed you of your smile, is quietly eating away at your life, and is going to kill your future, little Reimu. Maybe you don't realize it yourself, and you probably don't feel anything, but I've always seen it clearly. When you were a child, you were so cheerful and optimistic, exuding the warmth of the sun, and you were even able to become friends with timid girls and demons that devoured darkness, and unloaded their hearts with kindness and care. But now you have built a towering wall for yourself with indifference and ruthlessness, refusing the prying eyes of others and never looking out the window, without desire or vitality, just as an adult, like an old man who knows the destiny of heaven, he is as dull as an old man, and there is no trace of sparkle in his eyes, no different from a dry well.

I know why.

Mori Hirori turned around to join Mori Rinnosuke, and the ex-shrine maiden still didn't smile in front of Marisa Kiriyu, but Mori Rinnosuke could see something in his wife's eyes that disturbed him. Rinnosuke Mori took the initiative to hold the hand of the former shrine maiden and felt the expected strong feedback.

The path of the Hakurei shrine maiden is a dead end. Reimu was smarter than herself, and she saw through the bloody truth before she did. Because of this, Reimu, who has lost hope, will unconsciously give up her emotions, desires, goals, dreams and love, and transform herself into a bloodless and tearless living dead, even if she herself does not realize it, she does not care, but Mori Konhiro knows, her mother knows.

All shrine maidens are nothing more than sacrifices to the Great Barrier of Hakurei, to the nameless god, to maintain the prosperity of this demonic life. No, the nameless god himself was swallowed by the Great Enchantment, he was long dead, but his power had not decayed, and if he was still awake, he would not need a shrine maiden at all, and he could rule the whole of Gensokyo on his own. The Shrine Maiden is the valve and ammunition that wields his remaining power, both controller and incarnation, and Mori does not know how he was defeated and killed, but he is inseparable from the Lost House. In this dreamlike paradise, shrine maidens and gods are feasted on by Gensokyo and devoured by the Great Enchantment, becoming consumables for the demons to survive, generation after generation.

Even if Reimu has such a gorgeous and beautiful dream, thought, and nature, this is true.

It shouldn't be this way.

In a place where Marisa Kiriyu couldn't see, Hiroshimi Mori's smile vanished.

It shouldn't be.

Her free hands slowly clenched into fists, knuckles white.

Reimu deserves a better life, a life of her own, not to be devoured by these demons and become another dry skeleton buried in the Hakurei Shrine.

She's no longer the witch who only knows how to heal youkai and protect humans. Ironically, she was once unacceptable to humans, and was even feared and hated by her kindred, but at that time, she did everything she could to fulfill her duties as a shrine maiden. Now she has half a foot on the threshold of the gods, and she will soon become a new human patron saint, but at this time she doesn't care about the fate of mankind at all, she doesn't feel that she used to be stupid, after all, the past drove her only responsibility. But things have changed, and an incident has given her a new perspective on life. Even if the price that should have been paid by her was paid by someone, but she had the will to die in her heart, and the great horror of death and life made her mentality different from before, and now she only cares about the people around her, only her husband, daughter, relatives and close friends.

Bo Liling Dream is dead.

Mori Hiroshi is reborn.

If you're going to hurt them, Zi.

Mori walked close to Boli, with the smell of blood and fire in his steps.

Then you are my enemy.

Never try to strangle a mother's daughter, never.

Hiroshi Morikin's eyes burst with a halberd-like light.

Naturally, Lumia didn't know that her former best friend had changed so dramatically, and she was just leading the monster back to the Magical Forest to wander around. The only remaining places that the little monsters frequented were the shore of the Lake of Fog and the temple house, but the former had nothing to eat, at most it was just a big fat frog. The roasted frog is tender and delicious, but every time Lumia eats the roasted frog, a strange little girl will stare at her, her face full of anger and dare not speak, as if she is trying to force Lumia to give up the innocent frog with a sad and angry gaze, so that she will be condemned by her conscience. But how could such a painless thing prevent Lumia from eating, and there would be no loss of meat when she was seen, of course, she simply ignored it. In fact, at first, Luminia thought that the other party's stomach was also hungry, and kindly handed the other party a string of roasted frogs, but the little girl with a pair of big decorative eyes on the hat only became more excited, Lumia saw the two huge eyes staring at the frog's charred corpse crying out of nowhere, and it didn't look like she was moved to cry bitterly, only then did she notice that the stranger's squatting posture was exactly the same as the frog, and there were several frog patterns embroidered on the clothes, so she knew that it should be a frog demon.

Lumia doesn't care what strangers think of her, and she doesn't feel guilty of eating frogs, but eating her own people in front of others makes it a bit too much. In addition, the Lake of Fog is Qiluno's activity area, and that stupid person loves frozen frogs and doesn't know how to thaw them, so it's very bad that he can't eat them, and gradually Lumia no longer goes to the Lake of Fog to eat frogs.

It's a pity that the monster at this time doesn't have Wang Hao's mind and wisdom, otherwise he would have told Lumia that there are many ways to eat this kind of thing, charcoal-grilled frog skewers, dry pot field chicken, braised frogs and frog stewed mushrooms are all quite delicious famous dishes. But from another point of view, if Wang Hao's consciousness is now in a sober state, he is not in the mood to think about these trivial things, and thinking clearly about how to deal with the relationship between himself and the Red Devil Pavilion is the first priority at present.

As for Terakoya, Rumia thinks that although the classes offered by Keiin Shirasawa are old-fashioned and boring, the house meals provided by Terakoya are still unique. In fact, it was something made by Kamibai Zehuiyin to imitate the meals of the human school in the outside world, and the ingredients and recipes were provided by Xianglintang. This alone is not groundless, and the half-beast of history and knowledge does have some feelings for the half-demon store manager of Xianglintang.