Yakumo Murasaki let out a long sigh and looked at the dinner that was still two. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the second week her brother has been away from home.

It's not that she can't react to the fact that there is only one person in the family, but because she is a little afraid.

It's as if the boy with the gentle smile disappeared, and then everyone denied the existence of such a person.

Everyone knows the truth of the world, and they firmly believe in the existence of Gensokyo, and Saigo Yuko doesn't have the memory of Gensokyo, so even if she knows, she won't have a deeper feeling.

I'm the only one caught in the middle.,And I'm forced to make a choice by Fujiwara Meihong.。

No, even if she doesn't push herself, she will have to make a choice one day.

But ah.

Yakumo Zi propped her elbows on the table, her fingers interlocked, and she pressed her chin against her chin to look at the empty chair across the table in front of her.

My brother, where are you?

The kid who grew up with him, the one who always smiled, nodded, and said "yes, I see." "The child is not at home now.

She sighed.

"Stupid brother!"

She picked up her chopsticks and slowly ate her dinner, which was not delicious at all.

"Stupid brother."

She put away the dishes and chopsticks she had finished.

"Stupid brother."

She put the uneaten meal in a garbage bag.

"Stupid Brother......"

Today, Hakurei Reimu made another call, although Hakurei Reimu's attitude was still very gentle, but Yakumo Purple could know that it must be Fujiwara Meihong's firm attitude after this.

She sighed.

Although she is strong and unyielding in the face of Fujiwara Meihong, to be honest, she does not have the same undoubted belief as them - Fujiwara Meihong, they believe in Gensokyo, Yuko believes in the world, and she has the memory of Gensokyo and can't believe it with all her might.

Taketori Kaguya is a self-centered person, and he can't get any substantial help from her, and after knowing that the other party is also a person with Gensokyo memories, Yakumo Murasaki is a little respectful of her.

Yakumo Zi washed the dishes and chopsticks, sat on the sofa, and unconsciously played with his blonde hair with his right hand.

She looked out the window, and the sun was almost setting.

"Ten loves still can't come back."

It was obviously a question sentence, but she used a declarative tone.

She pursed her lips.

In the past seventeen years, two people have been together, and now there is one less person all of a sudden, which is still a little uncomfortable. Even if the world is false, this relationship is false, and this mood cannot be false.

She looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling with some confusion. The thoughts in my heart are like being refracted countless times in those crystals, and I don't even know how to color. If you turn on the lights now, it will indeed illuminate all the crystal particles and become transparent. But the color that was originally a crystal can no longer be found.

The remnant sun, like the last trace of warmth in the world, tried its best to appease the girl from the side, casting the last blush on the girl's plain white and gorgeous face, which looked like a girl's shyness, and also like a sickly flush.

The seventeen-year-old girl looked up at the crystal lamp.

"What is there to undo...... Is it? ”

She squinted, as if she was drunk and sleepy.

"Is it my wish to live with the Ten Loves?"

She pursed her lips and smiled.

Although there is some happiness, there is also some bitterness.

Even if he squinted his eyes, the sunlight still shone his vision from the side. She opened her mouth, as if trying to blow away the light scattered on the retina, but paused, and finally let out only a short sigh.

"Ten Loves......

I miss him today more than I did in the previous days.

If you want to say anything, yesterday and today are weekends, and there will always be a day when two people are at home or shopping together.

But the girl shook her head again.

Not only that, but the recent events are all in a mess, and the cutting is messy, but at this time, the young man is not around. He is present in everything, but only he seems to be hiding himself.

When I returned home, I didn't have the smile of the young man, and I couldn't hear the sound of [Sister Yakumo].

It's like the link with him is broken, it's like feeling that the umbilical cord of the fetus in the womb is tied in a dead knot, and Yakumo Zi's heart has a sense of sadness.

Obviously, even Yakumo Purple in that world thinks the same way, obviously she has lived like this for so long in this life.

All of a sudden, the man left no trace.

Then, little by little, the halo of the setting sun fades from the bottom of the eye, and the eye is gradually clear, the cold tone of the night world.

Yakumo sat in the darkening space, but didn't turn on the lights. She felt the cool breeze blowing through the screen window and hugged her body.

It's like a little girl who is afraid of the dark.

If this continues, will there be only one person left?

First the world of his own that was denied, then what he believed in, what he cherished, and the only brother and friend he had became strange with all this.

Just thinking like this, the phone rang, which seemed abrupt and scary in this quiet time.

Yakumo Zi was startled, but reacted immediately and quickly grabbed her phone.

Yuko called.

She had a little disappointment in her heart, but it didn't make her very disappointed. She answered the phone.

"This is Yakumo. Yuko, what's the matter? ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and the girl's soft voice came.

"Purple, are you alright?"

Yakumo Zi showed a wry smile.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal. I've had a good meal. ”

"Purple you are really, don't be kidding."

Yuko, who was on the other side of the phone, complained reproachfully, and then, she asked solemnly.

"Regarding what Fujiwara Meihong said, in fact, Purple already has the answer in her heart, right?"

Yakumo was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something, but the jumble of words was scurrying around in his mind and couldn't form a sentence.

"Yuki, Yuko, I'm ......"

"Listen to me first, Purple."

Yuko was tough for a rare time, and her soft voice became very resilient.

Yakumo Zi was stunned for a moment, she seemed to see the other end of the phone, the cherry girl's cute expression on her face that had become serious.

"Purple, go ahead."

Yuko's voice seemed to be very calm, she said.

"Go to that world, Gensokyo. I know that the world is real, and this cannot be denied even if Purple wants to comfort me, or if Purple really wants to believe in this world. Purple, don't worry. In that world, isn't there me with you? You won't be alone. ”

Yakumo Murasaki felt bad.

"Yuko, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, Purple."

Yuko's voice on the other side trembled, and then replied somewhat reluctantly.

"It's just that I found out that my father seems to have thought about some problems like the Westward Singer. It doesn't matter, Purple, listen to me, make a final pact with me, while we are still us. Head to Gensokyo, Purple. Head to Gensokyo, where you belong. Promise me, Purple, don't immerse yourself in this world anymore, the people of that world still need you, that place...... It's your dream, isn't it? ”

Yakumo's throat choked. She clenched her phone and gritted her teeth.

"Yuko......"

If you admit that world, if you deny it......

Yakumo's purple eyes looked at the darkness that surrounded her, but she couldn't see through the haze beneath this darkness.

"Promise me, Purple. This was Yuko's last prayer. ”

Yuko's voice came again, like a gust of wind blowing Yakumo's purple heart like a boat.

Yakumo closed her eyes and sighed.

"I promise you, Yuko."

After saying this, she felt as if she had killed the whole world with her own hands.

"Hehe, I knew that as long as I made a request, Purple would definitely agree."

Yuko's voice rang out on the phone, as if she was a little happy, but also a little trembling.

It's like a tight bowstring that hasn't been loosened for too long, and suddenly breaks, and it's like a dam that has completely collapsed and poured for thousands of miles.

"It's agreed, Purple. Purple has never backtracked. Over there, there's Yuyuko at Seogyoji Temple waiting for you, isn't there? I can't be so selfish to monopolize purple. ”

"Just."

"Just ......"

Then, there was the sobbing of the maiden.

In the mobile phone next to Yakumo's ear, the girl finally cried.

"Uh......h I just like you so much, Purple. ”

Yakumo seemed to hear the ding dong of tears dripping, but she could only grit her teeth and say nothing. If you had to speak, what would you say?

Yuko loves her more than she thought, and she is more reluctant than she thinks.

“…… Purple, no, this won't work. Yuko is a fake person, and Yuuko deceives Purple along with this false world. So purple you can't go back. ”

The girl's voice is like a kite with a broken string, and like a flower falling into the water.

"After returning to your world, cherish yourself, and your stinky closet must be fixed."

She sobbed and let out a forced laugh.

"Whether it's purple in this world or purple in that world, Yuko likes it the most."

Yakumo fell back on the back of the couch, her eyes closed, no longer looking at the darkness. In her ears was Yuko's cry that she wanted to suppress but could not do anything about it, and this mournful and low cry kept coming from this quiet room, bouncing back on the walls, and once again infiltrating Yakumo's ears, like a never-ending wheel, and Yakumo was the center of the wheel.

She didn't shed tears, because there must always be one of the two who couldn't shed tears, so that the world would move on, and because Yuuko was alone with the tears of two people.

She seemed to remember the first meeting with this gentle but not strong child. In the midst of a bleak white hospital, crying cherry-colored children with long hair.

The kid loved to laugh, but he wasn't strong. She will cry when she gets injections, she will have a bitter face when she takes medicine, she likes to lie in bed in the morning, and she will sing happily in the bath.

The days with her in the hospital are like being able to see a cherry blossom elf.,Little Yuko will always smile very gently and cutely.。

And then in the process of growing up with her, this girl like a cherry blossom is like a falling cherry blossom, which makes her continue to love. I still remember that time when she was seriously ill and the two of us were separated, her tears kept spilling on the road along the distance of the vehicle. And in the following week, the cry on the other side of Yakumo's phone was as continuous as autumn rain.

She is not strong, she is not the kind of person who can hide her sadness in her heart, just like now, she obviously wants to stuff herself and say ** words without crying, but after all, she still can't help but sob. But it was this way of forcing herself to cry that made Yakumo Zi feel the determination in her heart.

I don't know how long it took, but in the midst of Yuko's mournful cry, she let out a long sigh.

"I see, Yuko."

She opened her eyes, deep purple eyes to the crystal chandelier that was silent in the night, and then got up and turned it on.

So the transparent light was projected into the world through the crystal, lighting up the space.

Yakumo Zi tilted her head and looked at the crystal lamp, holding her phone in her hand.

"Also, I like Yuko the most."

PS: A long-lost update, a long-lost dream world. Well, Happy New Year everyone.

I would like to mention a book to you, "The Burning Eye of Shana's Star Maple", although we haven't read Xana, but I heard that this author played eleven more in one day, which directly scared me to death. I think the author who has this ability in the same people should be supported by someone.,Let him grow better.。

In addition, we are also weakly selling cuteness and rolling a coo, hehe.

Che-chan touches the head ナノデス.