Episode 2: A leisurely morning with the head maid
"Ah, I'll figure it out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Sakuya said with a little embarrassment.
"I know that Remilia's hatred is not so easy to eliminate, and I won't embarrass Miss Sakiya and Patsy, and I will try to keep my distance from your eldest lady until Marisa brings Reimu back." I say.
"I'm so sorry Alice."
"No, you have made no mistake," I said, "and don't waste any more energy on the little things that used to be. ā
"So, does Miss Alice think she made a mistake?"
"Killing Reimu? Or what did I do for Marisa? ā
"Speaking of which, I don't know exactly what happened, but Miss Alice's daily interactions with Master Pache have convinced me that you are not a person who can make unforgivable mistakes."
"Perhaps." I had Shanghai fly to the top of an empty roof, pounce on a spot and hug it, and the result was "Wow! Wow! "It's been discovered! "Run! Such a chaotic shout.
Of course, thanks to the efforts of Shanghai, shouting "Run!" The goblins were discarded by the other two goblins, and were dragged down by the back collar of Shanghai in despair, and were tied to the wooden floor with silk threads by Shanghai with their backs up.
"Hi Hi - I'm everyone's favorite Sunshine Milk!" Sunny struggled and looked up with a big smile on her face at Sakuya and me.
"Although I am the culprit in this matter, these three goblins probably played a key role." I explained.
"Huh? W-what, we really don't know anything, really. Sunny smirked and quibbled, but I had the feeling that she hadn't figured out what she was arguing about.
"What the hell is going on?" The head maid showed an inexplicable expression, "This fairy lady seems to be a little familiar, have we met somewhere before?" Xianglin Hall or Red Devil Hall? ā
"Oh ho ho ......ho ho ho," Sunny pouted, "Is it in Xianglin Hall, it must be, because we often help the shopkeeper with his work to change a little black tea or teacup or something." And we live near the shrine, and I've never been to the Red Devil Pavilion on the north shore of the Foggy Lake. ā
"Probably confused with some fairy maid?" The head maid also scratched her head and said in an unconvinced tone.
"They do live near the shrine," I said, "but that's been in the last year or two." You've lived in Marisa's house, my house, the Lemon Hall Loft, and the Red Devil Pavilion. ā
"Oh, I remember, Mr. Rinnosuke complains to me about the inexplicable decrease in the store's black tea stock every month, in fact, I also found that our family's stock of black tea is often smaller, are you the one who stole the black tea? Speaking of which, the other two fairy misses escaped so quickly. ā
"I don't know why, they've been running away, but they've never gotten used to running away, especially the other fairy lady with her hairstyle," I said for some reason, "it's just a little prank that doesn't matter, do I need to give it to you to take back?" ā
"It's really small, so forget it." The maid generously forgave the three goblins, including the other two who were not present.
"Let's untie it in Shanghai." So Shanghai took back the silk thread that bound Sunny back.
After making sure that there was no crisis, Sunny did not rush to escape, she stretched her legs out of the porch, smoothed her red skirt, sat down in the same sitting position as me, and took a small sip of the tea bowl left by Cuixiang, "You are such good people." ā
Should they be considered to have a great sense of crisis? Or is there no sense of crisis?
"What is Miss Alice saying about them?"
"Does Miss Sakiya know the abilities of these three goblins?"
"I don't know."
"Let's talk about their abilities first, they call themselves the three goblins of light, and theoretically they should all be related to light, such as their names, in words that everyone can understand, they are this short orange-haired double ponytail Sunshine Milk, blonde curly head Moonlight Little Broken Child, and bow black long straight Starlight Blue Stone."
"Uh-huh," Sunny agreed, nodding in agreement, "I'm the one who was caught, but I'm the lead." She seemed to be intending to add some prestige to herself, but in reality it had the opposite effect.
"Sunny Milk, Luna Cheyunde, Stara Sefir?" Sakiya doesn't seem to be able to cope with this string of awkward names, "Is all power related to light?" ā
"No, only Sonny's ability is to refract light," I said, "Luna's ability is to shield the medium's shock waves, and Star's ability is to sense." ā
"Induction?"
"Hmm...... It's about the same as a combination of a bat and a frog, right? "I'm not sure.
"It's the ability to sense things that move." Sunny corrected.
"Either way, I'm really not used to this kind of categorization that is detached from the concept as a whole."
How to describe the sense of dissonance of this ability, because if "moving things" are understood in a broad sense, they are absolute categories of existence, and inactive things or physical objects do not exist at all, so if this ability is used from time to time, can Staana's long, straight head handle the real-time state of each microscopic particle? Or further deal with the fluctuations of all real and virtual particles, positive and negative energies in space?
Or is it easier to understand the ability to be simple and straightforward, such as Miss Sakiya's subjective time pause, although this ability may be understood from a practical point of view as an infinite acceleration of one's own consciousness rather than a real stoppage of time that may not exist at all, but from a relativistic point of view, space-time and energy are one, which seems to be constantly arguing for the existence of time, and such a theoretical system is not easy for me as a magician.
Please forgive me for my ramblings caused by the nature of magic, and now I'm explaining what I've done to Miss Sakiya.
"Specifically, I have to start four or five years before the Red Mist Mutation," I said, "Marisa had just moved to the Enchanted Forest...... "After thinking about it, I decided to skip this prosaic and worthless history, "I didn't really think about making Marisa's life last longer until the night when Miss Kaguya made a big move." ā
The head maid was a human being but a mature adult, and she understood what I meant very smoothly and quickly. "I've taken it for granted, but I haven't had a chance to ask Miss Alice for confirmation before, after all, I'm just an outsider."
"Please don't be so out-of-the-box, you've always been taken care of when I talk to Patsy about problems," I said, taking out the empty tea bowl from the plate, filling it up, and handing it to Sakuya, who was sitting aside, "I'm sorry that my mind was still a little confused and rude just now." ā
"Thank you." Sakiya didn't mind.
"After that, I felt more and more strangely about Marisa, and it was a bit hard to describe," I organized my language with a different feeling than I had with Suika, "By the way, just like I'm an urbanite-school-orthodox magician, and Marisa is an unlicensed magician from the countryside - half of Marisa's words here - she originally gave me the impression that she was literally a country road, probably the same as a serious researcher facing a civil science expert, regardless of whether the theory used by the civil science experts is their own." Even if they can make powerful bombs or even nuclear bombs, they are still born in civil science, and without the necessary research funds and systematic methods, no one can really go deep into the essence of a subject, and the results obtained have no future except for meaningless destruction. ā
"Ah, haha, I, I really don't know much about Miss Alice and Lord Patchouli's professional attributes, anyway, please continue."
"Marisa, an expert in civil science and a magician of Noluko, is better suited to manipulating the results of research that has already taken shape, though the use is still pointless destruction. That's what I thought before, so I never had the luxury of discussing serious academic topics with 'magicians' other than Patsy. ā
"It's true that Miss Alice in the past wasn't very interested in topics other than academics."
"Huh? Is that so, and if there was any rudeness before, please forgive me. I continued, "I don't like Marisa's half bucket of water, but it can't be denied that Patsy is not happy on the surface, but she is willing to help the younger generation who is aiming for magicians in the best way she can. All in all, my perception of Marisa didn't happen overnight, it was a gradual process. ā
"Miss Marisa, for all her big-hearted, rough-acted, and enthusiastic and aggressive appearance, we can all feel her sincerity in her magical skills."
"Yes, she's a hard-working person, a trait that is rare among magicians, who are mostly restrained and aware of the dangers that impatience can bring. However, Marisa's efforts did allow her to accumulate a lot of necessary knowledge in a relatively short period of time, and by analogy, she was probably promoted from a part-time pilot to an engineering body designer. ā