(a)

"There is a time in life, and there is a time in death. ”

The girl untied her clothes under the full blooming demon cherry blossoms, and her cold hands held the same cold short knife.

"Hate is unwarranted, and love is unwarranted. ”

Cherry blossoms fluttered over her beautiful body, white and pink, the living and the dead.

"This life has been a spring cherry blossom, scattered away. ”

The sharp blade was aimed at the tender neck, and the blood turned into a stream, dripping on the soil nourished by the bones.

"I only wish to turn into a butterfly in the next life, and I don't know sorrow ......"

After the spring breeze, the cherry blossoms are pouring down.

In the future, this westward demon cherry blossom will no longer bloom.

May the soul of the daughter of Fujimi sleep peacefully under this cherry tree forever......

(b)

At the beginning of May, it should be the season of flowers. In Gensokyo, it is a scene of severe cold and killing.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth are the same color, and they are so white that people are blind. Snow covers everything in the world, and there is no end in sight. I don't know if it was snowflakes or fragments of clouds that fell from the sky. Of course, if you want to open a point, it can also be a cherry blossom under freezing.

It's a pity that Hakurei Reimu doesn't have that kind of bearing.

She spent half an hour in the shrine where the fire was warm and ready for the cold: a beanie above her eyebrows, a scarf below her nose, only a pair of small eyes were exposed, both hands were wrapped in thick mittens, and the whole person was wrapped like the mascot of a tire factory.

After that, she lifted her shovel and opened the sliding wooden door of the shrine with a "bang". Even though the cotton monkey on her body was thick enough, the oncoming cold wind still made her shiver.

"It's so cold...... "Reimu let out a breath of white steam.

She stood in the doorway, glanced at the courtyard, and couldn't help frowning.

The snow in the yard has been piled up to the door of the house.

If she had a choice, Reimu would never come out to shovel snow in this kind of ghost weather. However, there is no way, if it is not cleaned up, this Hakurei Shrine will be buried by snow.

She grabbed her shovel and took a big step forward. The thin layer of ice that covered the wooden floor of the porch was shattered by her boots, making a "crunch", "crunch" sound. Perhaps it was the subtle tremor that disturbed the fragile balance between the shrine and the snow on the rooftop, and the moment she stepped out of the porch, a heavy and heavy chunk of snow slipped down the eaves and hit her head.

"Wow-"

Reimu was knocked on all fours by the sudden snowfall, and rolled down the steps of the porch with a grunt, falling to the snow outside, and the shovel falling to the side.

The cold snow poured down her neck, and it felt like a dream about falling off a cliff, and it couldn't have been cooler. Reimu lay on her back on top of the snow, feeling the snowflakes fall on her face, and after a while, she opened her mouth.

"Give it to me...... ...... the snow."

"Stop—"

It was a cry from the depths of the soul.

It's too much, it's just too much. It's May, May! Half of spring has passed, not to mention the melting of snow and the blooming of flowers, counting today, this heavy snow has been falling for a whole week! If this is not a harbinger of the end of the world, then it can only be ......

"This is a fucking mutation!" Reimu roared as she lay on the snow.

"Yo, Reimu!"

At this time, with the "crunch" sound of a string of shoes stepping on the snow, a familiar figure came into Reimu's eyes.

It was a beautiful young man with black hair and red eyes, a beautiful face the same color as white snow, and slightly curly short hair that was blown by the cold wind. The crimson scarf hung on his shoulders, not encircled, but swayed in the wind like a shawl, and his slender and straight figure with the dark autumn trench coat looked particularly chic.

At this moment, he was stepping on the snow above Reimu's head, looking at her with his head down and smiling all over his face, looking at her embarrassed and ugly appearance. In the human world, this guy's return rate is about two hundred percent, but Reimu is now angry when he sees him.

It's not that I hate him so much, in short, Reimu is angry.

Nalan Twilight...... What are you doing here?" she asked, angrily.

"What's the matter, I can't come to see you if it's okay?" Nalan Hao smiled, "I see that it is snowing heavily outside, and I think that this witch's family is poor, what if I freeze to death?"

Retracting the preface, Reimu is sincere, very, and hates him.

"Cut ......"

She gritted her teeth, then raised her hand high and shouted:

"Pull me up!"

"Okay, Miss!"

Nalan Yu dragged her out of the snow, leaving a shallow humanoid pit in its place. As soon as this Lingmeng got up, he patted the snow on his body, looked up at Nalan Hao, and opened his mouth to say:

"Dressed so thinly on a cold day, you're really not human!"

"Hmm......" Nalan Yu pursed his lips, nodded, and said innocently:

"I'm not really ......"

"Then hurry up!" Reimu roared angrily, "You demons and monsters run to the shrine if you have nothing to do, so that the visitors don't dare to come, get out of here!"

"I think even if I don't come to visit, ......."

Nalan Yu was halfway through this, and seeing that Reimeng was about to make a move when he rolled up his sleeves, he hurriedly took a step back, and changed his words with a smile:

"Calm down, Reimu, calm down!"

As he spoke, he pulled out three glittering gold coins from his pocket. Reimu glanced at his head and hands, good fellow, and his eyes immediately straightened.

"24K, pure gold. ”

Nalan swayed the three gold coins in front of her eyes twice, and her eyes swayed from side to side with the coins. Looking at her stupid look, he couldn't help but "poof" and laughed.

Then, he picked up the coin, turned and walked up the steps of the shrine to the money box on the porch, and reached over the box with the gold coin. The cash box had been empty for a whole winter, and nothing was fished but frost and cold wind. Now, things have changed.

"Goodo......"

Reimu swallowed, her eyes as big as a brass bell.

"Bang!"

The first gold coin fell into the wooden box, and the anger and gloom on Reimu's face were swept away, her face flushed, and her eyes became bright.

"Bang!"

The second coin fell into the wooden box, and a smile bloomed on Reimu's face like a flower in the snow and ice—she was already one step ahead of everyone in Gensokyo, and threw herself into the embrace of spring.

"Bang!"

The third gold coin fell to the bottom, and Reimu walked up with small broken steps. Her attitude towards people was as if she had been on a roller coaster in just a few seconds, and at this time, she was as shy as a girl in love, and asked softly:

"Na...... Nalan Twilight ...... Sir, may I ask why you came to the Humble House today?"

"It's not ......"

Nalan looked at her strange appearance, and felt funny, but it was difficult to laugh, so he had to hold his forehead to hide his embarrassment, and then said without smiling:

"I just want to know, have you ever seen Yakumo Murasaki?"

"Huh?" Reimu was stunned when she heard this, "Purple?"

She thought for a moment, then shook her head:

"I haven't seen her since the beginning of winter last year, and it's been more than half a year......"

"Yes, haven't you even seen her? That's really difficult......" Nalan Twilight said with a little disappointment, "It's already May, and at this time of year, she usually dresses up and teases cats and dogs, but this year ......"

He glanced up at the snow-white sky and said with a wry smile:

"It's so late this spring......"

"Well, since that's the case, then I can only use a trick!" Nalan turned his face and smiled evilly:

"Do you know Reimu, in my hand, I have the spell to summon the youkai sage Yakumo Murasaki. This mantra is not meant to be passed on, but for the sake of you and me, I will teach you a trick today, watch carefully, listen carefully. ”

"Spells?"

Reimu tilted his head, and before he could figure out what this guy was going to do, he saw Nalan Yu inhale sharply, raise his throat, and yell at the empty snow outside the porch:

"Hey-Purple-Purple Mother-Purple Old Woman-Purple Fat ......"

Before he could pronounce the word "fat", a dark spatial crack opened under his feet, engulfing him in an instant.

Reimu watched Nalan Twilight disappear from her eyes, stood there stunned for a long time, and then muttered to herself:

"It's just death, isn't it?"