[[[cp|w:527|h:429|a:c|u:/chapters/20145/25/31633256353664777928]]]] "Alice, Alice, look at my ......" Suika suddenly put down the tea bowl and said to me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What to look at her? This ghost Lori usually doesn't come up with any cute ideas, such as this time, she swelled the average diameter of her head to double the original size, theoretically the size of the head has become eight times the original size, and the body size has changed from the original exaggerated three-headed body to a ten-fold exaggerated two-headed body.

"Ahh She fell backwards like a lumberjack cutting her own legs, and the muffled thud of the back of her head slammed into the wooden floor under the eaves of the shrine.

What I could hear was the moaning of the floor of the old shrine.

"New technique, my head is so heavy that I can't stand steadily, but I can also balance the technique of failure when I sit down, is that so?" I turned back to my tea and said, "Theoretically, this wouldn't happen if the volume gets bigger but the quality doesn't change, but it's a good aroma." ”

"Hey, huh?" Suika turned her head back to its original shape and got up.

"Please stop making fun of girls' bodies." I say.

"Huh? Although this is true, Alice's words are strange," Suika thought, holding the two ghost horns.

"I know you want to make me happier, so I appreciate any kindness, well—and I appreciate it, anyway," I said, with a headache, "but oh, even how fickle you are, just lost your husband...... No, the loss of a wife...... Lost long-awaited girlfriend...... In short, people who have just lost important people, without the accumulation of time, can not immediately get rid of negative emotions, Shanghai is a smart child, so there are no superfluous words or actions floating around me honestly every day. ”

"Is Alice annoyed?" Suika lowered her head, "Because I don't know how to make people happy." ”

"As long as I feel that the shrine is not so deserted." I stretched out my hand and touched Cuixiang's head as I used to soothe Shanghai, "Ah, Cuixiang must be a good boy after learning from Reimu for so long how to be a good witch." ”

Shanghai also took the initiative to throw herself into my arms, so I put down the tea bowl and stroked the soft head of the little doll together.

"But! Let me waste my magic cells distracted by inconsequential and stupid trivial actions, please stop doing it casually! I held one of the horns of Cuixiang and shook it back and forth, and Shanghai in my arms seemed to tremble.

"Wow-ah-whoa-who's making you depressed every day, it's all Alice's fault-wow-I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please raise your hand."

In retrospect, Suika is not as bad at making people happy as she admits she is, and on the contrary, Suika can not only make the monsters have a good impression of her, intentionally or unintentionally, and then make everyone happy through various activities, and is also the object of love of the four generations of the old, middle, young and young in the human village, the old and the young regard Suika as Reimeng's "common sense, helpful, short stature, and cute words and deeds", and the youngsters regard her as their best playmate, so they don't know how to make people happy. "Probably just me.

In this way, I, who was punished by Yakumo Purple and other big monsters for temporarily replacing the dead Reimu as a shrine maiden, was actually able to keep my sanity normal thanks to Suika's frequent selling of cuteness, and my gratitude to her is not fake at all.

No, it's not that being a shrine maiden makes me lose my mind, it's the loss of Marisa that makes me unbearable—maybe temporarily, or forever.

Well, it seems that what really messes my mind is actually Reimu......

It's a hassle to reorganize my mind when my mind is messed up, even if Orika tries to make me happy from time to time, because I spend a lot more time immersed in my own chaotic thoughts than I do paying attention to the outside world.

"Ah, Alice, don't always be so cold, ghost horns are precious."

"Is that so? Forget it, I just suddenly think Cuixiang is easy to bully, please don't care. ”

"I don't care at all." Cui Xiang said, and then took a few steps forward, "I promised to help Huiyin today, so please find a way to solve it yourself for lunch." ”

"I also used to, no, I've always lived alone, so don't worry about my livelihood, if Cuixiang has her own business, you don't have to worry too much about me, and if you take care of it for a few more days, I shouldn't be able to adapt to the way I used to live, can I ask Cuixiang what she wants to do for Huiyin?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just a math tutor for Lumia and Kiruno-chan plus some activities like playing with the kids."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." I waved to her.

"Alice, goodbye." Suika flew away slowly.

Speaking of which, why did Huiyin teach math to Lumia and Kiruno?

"Hey, little princess," Yakumo Purple poked her head out from behind me, her golden hair like mine scattered around her neck, "Are you still used to it these days?" Eat every meal, right? Has anyone come to make trouble? Anyway, please take care of yourself before Marisa comes back, or Marisa will blame me. ”

"Who is the little princess?" I said, "I have a big name too." ”

"Huh?"

"Alice Megatron Lloyd," I said, "but doesn't Marisa already hate me, why do you think she might care about me?" ”

"Aha, who can know the girl's heart, my countless seventeen years of wisdom just tell me this." Purple said in a high and low tone, "Does Alice think she is hated by Marisa?" That's a really self-inadequate idea. ”

"Why not? Because I killed Reimu, she rightfully hated me. I said.

"Really?"

"Really."

"If that's the case, there are too many people who should hold a grudge against you."

"Hmph." I turned my purple head back to the front, picked up the tea bowl and continued to taste the fruits of the incense, and Shanghai floated around aimlessly.

"When Marisa returns, it will naturally be proven that Alice is right or I am right, all in all, time is still not long enough, see you next time."

Just as Yakumo Purple was in the gap, her Shijinlan was shouting, "Lady Purple is having breakfast." So the purple golden head shrank back, and the shrine was quiet in the not-so-hot sun of a May morning.

What really didn't make me understand was not who hated me or who was worried about me, but Yakumo's seemingly concerned attitude towards me. Why? She should have been more concerned about Marisa who went to the outside world, because Marisa's mission was to find Reimu's counterpart in the outside world.

With the next witch candidate still in sight, it was a desperate expedient to let me take the position of a witch for the time being—and that was my responsibility. Originally, Yakumo Murasaki planned to retrieve Reimu's mochi from the underworld and stuff it into a well-repaired body to continue his work, but with the help of Miss Eihime and Miss Komachi and other underworld officials, they searched the entire underworld and the new hell and found Reimu's mochi.

As a last resort, he changed his mind, and through the joint efforts of Yakumo Murasaki, Yayi Yongrin, Yasaka Kazuko, Holy White Lotus, and Feng Cong'er Miko, he finally roughly confirmed a general fact: Reimu's mochi was too powerful because it was in its strongest period as a shrine maiden, and at this time it may have passed through the common sense barrier to the outside world and merged with the Yakumo Murasaki called "the indescribable counterpart". And then after the little creature Miss Myomaru, who had just appeared in Gensokyo a few days ago, manipulated the positioning of the Wanbao mallet, and finally gave everyone a very general direction to find.

Ignoring the intricate and chaotic logic of the event itself, it is extremely difficult to understand the original meaning of Yakumo Purple alone, and I guess what she means is that Reimu's second true body is living an ordinary life in the outside world that has lasted for about seventeen years. I don't have time to understand what is going on for the time being, but in a word: wonderful.

As for Miss Aru's tiny, doll-like little figure, it seems to have played a great role—to be precise, it was such an inexplicable treasure as the Wanbao mallet. Suika seemed to be excited for a while when she saw it, but then she half-narrowed her dead fish eyes and ignored it.

By the way, what I was thinking about just now was Marisa, her movements and achievements are related to the future of Gensokyo, if Reimu never returns to her place, and Yakumo Murasaki has never been able to find a suitable candidate, I can't keep the Great Enchantment normal forever with a temporary shrine maiden who has been reduced to a half-human state.

So it's Yakumo Purple who should hate me, and the little ghost Tou Suika who has lived with Reimu for several years. In addition, Remilia's hatred I had received clearly a few days ago, not only mentally but also physically. If it weren't for Patsy and Miss Sakiya secretly informing Yakumo Murasaki to come to the rescue, Alice Megatron Lloyd would probably still be responsible for the punishment in a basement of the Red Devil Pavilion.

Purple and Suika didn't hate me, and even expressed their concern for me everywhere, especially in the days when I became a shrine maiden, Cuika made breakfast early every morning, prepared a pot of hot tea soaked in the finest tea leaves, all I needed to do was get up, wash, eat, sit on the porch, and drink tea, just like the previous Reimu.

I think they're all old monsters who have lived for a long time, have a lot of experience and feelings, and have experienced countless past events that are unreasonably inexplicable, so my killing Reimu is not a big deal that requires them to express strong feelings.

Well, though, killing is killing, but the meaning of death itself is quite ambiguous/ambiguous, and the death I used to understand and death in the eyes of the big monster may not be the same thing at all. Yes, the death of existence itself can be called death, and the existence and death of a reincarnated nature do not contain true death at all.

Is that so?

When I understood it further, Remilia didn't seem to think so, perhaps she felt that "leaving me" was intolerable, what she defined as death.

"Good morning, Miss Alice," the head maid of the Red Devil Pavilion, the most impressive of all was the appearance of Miss Sakiya, who was dressed in her usual maid skirt, under the pillar of the torii gate, "I bring you greetings from Lord Pachouli." ”

She came over and handed me a bamboo basket, and I could smell a sweet smell before I opened it.

"Actually, it's Miss Sakiya's dim sum, I don't remember Patchy learning how to make dim sum." I unceremoniously tasted a piece of pastry with white edges and red hearts, which was crispy and delicious, with the usual taste of Miss Sakiya.

"Well, that is what Mistress Pache wants, and what I want," said the head maid, "I hope that Miss Alice will forgive her for her recklessness." ”

"No, it's me who needs to be forgiven, thank you for your kindness, and help me say hello to Patchy and Miss Remilia."