In Alice's workshop, Yutong Shiai sat on the ground, with a thread on her neck that had penetrated deep into the flesh, already stained red with blood. But he didn't tear out www.biquge.info the silk threads, nor did he wipe the blood, but just let the blood trickle down his neck and dye the placket.

His eyes were only looking at the piano in the workshop, but his gaze was scattered. Yakumo Zi was on the side, looking at his sluggish expression, sighed, walked over, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the other party's arm and pulled the other party up strongly.

"Get up!"

Yuki Shiai was dragged up, still a little sluggish, his eyes turned with difficulty like an underlubricated machine, looking at Yakumo Murasaki.

"Purple-sama ......"

"Stand."

Yakumo Zi gently and slowly withdrew her hand, looking at Yutong Shiai, with no expression on her face.

"Remilia said they wouldn't wait for you. What are you going to do now? ”

“…… I do not know. ”

Yutong Shiai really doesn't know. His reason was telling himself that he should leave here now and go to the Red Devil Pavilion to catch the rocket that landed on the moon, after all, Remilia was on the moon for Flandrew, and she would not delay the rocket launch for the sake of Yutong Shiai.

But Alice fled in tears. Yutong Shiai can't abandon Alice, Alice is too important to him now, so important that even if Alice catches him off guard, it doesn't matter if he puts a needle and thread in his neck, he is still full of the rational girl who has been smiling.

There's no way to make a choice.

Yakumo Zi frowned when she heard this answer.

"Ten loves, stand firm."

She pressed her right hand on Yutong Shiai's shoulder, and then raised it.

Smack-

Yutong Shiai felt the heat on the left side of her face, and she felt numb for a while. He was even more blindsided by this slap. Yakumo Zi glanced at him and turned around.

"Follow me."

Yutong Shiai touched his face, and his originally chaotic thoughts were sluggish by this slap, and he finally pressed it down. He followed Yakumo out of the workshop, and was then led up to the second floor by Yakumo. Under his puzzled gaze, Yakumo pushed open the art room.

"Go in and have a look."

She lifted her chin.

Yutong Shiai looked at Yakumo Zi's expression, hesitated slightly, then nodded, and walked in, with a silver light all around him, illuminating the small room.

He looked at the girl's art room, where three paintings hung on the front wall. The first one is Shenqi, where the white-haired demon god sits on a chair and looks at a book, looking peaceful and beautiful. The second is the previous Alice painting of Aki, in a white dress in the warm firelight. The third painting, on the other hand, is a bit of an abstract painting that is incomprehensible, with large chunks of red, white, and blue crumpled in it, but the corners are distinct.

Yutong Shiai looked at the Togo Aiji in the middle, and involuntarily touched the blood line on her neck.

"Also, that girl from Monster Mountain."

Yakumo Zi seemed to think that Yutong Shiai's vacillation was not enough, and began to talk again.

"Sanae of Dongfeng Valley, that little guy is still waiting for you."

Yutong Shiai stood there, Yakumo Zi looked at his back, and there was still no expression on his face. The sound of Yutong Shiai's breathing was very obvious in this secret room, he raised his head, as if thinking about something, lowered his head to look at the painting again, turned around and walked out of the art room, and opened the bedroom of the girl on the side.

The bright moonlight shone in through the open window, and Yutong Shiai's eyes wandered off the bed where the girl once laid. The girl on the night before yesterday was obviously so close to herself, but now she was withdrawn from her side, and Yutong Shiai couldn't keep each other even if she stretched out her hand - maybe the current Yutong Shiai didn't know how to keep each other at all.

He didn't know what was going on in his heart.

He looked at Murasaki Yakumo, who was following him. Yakumo didn't see any thought on his face, just looked at him.

“…… Purple-sama. ”

Yutong Shiai's voice was a little dry, Yakumo Zi just turned her head, her eyes flashed a little soft, but she didn't show Yutong Shiai. She just turned and went down the stairs and back to the first floor. Yutong Shiai stood in place, watching the girl's figure leave at the top of the stairs, and then he turned his head to look at the other girl's room, and stood in the hallway.

As he was, the two girls were leading to two very different futures, and he stood at the intersection of these two paths. He lifted his head slightly, let out a slow breath from his chest, and walked into Alice's room. He looked around the room as if he were looking for proof of the girl's existence.

The big wardrobe, the small chairs, the clean and heavy curtains, the plain and elegant wallpaper, and the cabinet next to the bed, the one with his eyes still closed, like a sleeping doll.

Yutong Shiai walked over, squatted down, and looked at the puppet girl's quiet sleeping face. These dolls may have been made by Alice in her own way, no matter how you look at it, Yutong Shiai feels very similar to Alice, and looking at the other party's closed eyes will remind you of Alice's restless sleeping face last night.

At that time, it was not the persistence of the puppet Alice, but the stubbornness of the girl Alice.

Alice was talking about tomorrow's rocket launch. At first, Yutong Shi's heart was worried about whether Alice was really the murderer, and he didn't pay attention, but now in retrospect, he realized that it was because Alice didn't notice that she had been working all the hours without sleep.

She is really bent on Yutong ten loves.

Thinking of this, Yutong Shiai's heart began to be a little blocked again, he stretched out his hand through the doll's armpit, and gently hugged the little doll. He looked at the puppet girl's face like this, not letting go of the slightest shape, as if he wanted to imprint the girl's face in his heart.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Four seconds.

Five seconds.

Then the boy put down the doll, stood up, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, turned around, went out, and went downstairs.

Yakumo Zi stood in the workshop, saw the young man who returned to the workshop, his eyes moved, and he didn't ask anything. That's how she looked at the boy, and Yutong Shiai also stared back. The two were silent for a moment, and finally Yutong Shiai still looked away.

"Is it decided?"

Yakumo Zi really didn't know how the other party would choose this time. Before, Yutong Shiai entered Gensokyo's beginning, until he decided to cause a change, these were all within her prediction, and she also let the other party be willful. It's just that this time, for Yutong Shiai, he has changed too much in the past three years by his side, and Yakumo Zi doesn't know whether it is better for the other party to uphold the will of the past and go to the moon, or to find Alice.

Yutong Shiai didn't answer her immediately, he walked to the piano where Alice and Remilia had played, and sat down.

He had never played the piano before, so he stretched out his right index finger and gently pressed it down from the far left side of the piano, and then pressed it one key at a time.

Thirty-six black keys and fifty-two white keys, for a total of eighty-eight tones.

Yutong Shiai, who had pressed it all, withdrew his hand and sat there like this. Yakumo Zi was slightly curious, but immediately, the young man in front of her sighed and stretched out his right hand, still an index finger.

This time, instead of hitting the keys in order from left to right, I slowly played a piece of music under the conscious choice of Yutong Shiai. The notes are not coherent at all, and the gap is very large, but Yutong Shiai doesn't care.

Yakumo was moved, and she looked at the boy who played the notes to form a tune. It was a piece written by Beethoven, a musician of German origin, expressing Beethoven's love for a certain girl.

"Looks like you've figured it out."

Yakumo Zi looked at the young man's back and knew his choice. She sighed a little, she didn't expect that one day, someone would be on the opposite side of the balance in the young man's heart, heavier than herself.

"No, not yet."

Stopped pressing the keys with the index finger of his right hand, but Yutong Shiai shook his head. He looked up again, but his gaze wandered into the void, the moonlight shining on the blue and white garments of his body, and on the bloody wound on his neck.

"But there's no way I can't help it, Lady Purple. My mind is still a mess, but I can't ignore Alice, and other things, think about it on the road. I'm sorry, Purple-sama...... I can't fight for you anymore. ”

The words were beyond the heaviness of Yutong Shiai's imagination, and the hope that had been waiting for a hundred years was empty for a while, but the body was heavy.

Yakumo Zi stopped talking, she looked at the young man in the moonlight, shook her head, turned sideways to open a gap, and left. In the entire foreign pavilion, only Yutong Shiai was left sitting in front of the piano. He put the index finger of his right hand where he had pressed the keys to his mouth, licked it with his tongue, and then clasped his palms over the wound on his neck.

“…… So salty. ”

In the underground library of the Red Devil Pavilion, the launch of rockets is also proceeding in an orderly manner. When Remilia returned to the Red Devil Pavilion, she looked depressed, and she didn't know what was wrong with her. She walked in angrily, and saw that the preparations for the rocket launch were almost done, and her face was a little better.

"Patsy, is there anything else we haven't prepared?"

She turned her head to ask her librarian. Patchouli pushed her glasses, looked up to check the rocket again, and shook her head.

"Everything is ready, just waiting for everyone to get into the rocket."

"Yes."

Remilia nodded, then commanded.

"Sakiya, let Reimu Marisa and those two fairy maids go up."

"Yes, Miss."

Keen to perceive his master's abnormality, combined with the Yutong Shiai who was not present now, Sixteen Night Sakuya didn't plan to ask if it was postponed at all, but just urged Marisa and Reimu who wanted to ask on the side to enter the rocket.

Harue Rain, who was watching the rocket launch, was also looking around for the man's trace, but she couldn't find it. The only things she could see were Fujiwara Meihong, Fengjian Yuxiang, Kamihiro Shirasawa Huiyin and others. That person was not there, and Misty Rain Qingzhi pursed his lips and clenched the hand of Sanae Dongfenggu who was standing aside.

Sanae had a faint smile on her face, and her gaze stayed on the rocket, as if the environment around her that had begun to be noisy had no effect on her at all.

Suddenly, on the side of the rocket, a gap opened out of thin air in the air, and Yakumo Murasaki walked out of it, without caring about Remilia's inquiring gaze on the side, nor responding to Kazami Yuka's gaze and nodding, but after looking at the two gods around him, he went straight to Sanae of the East Wind Valley.

"Sage-sage."

Sanae in the East Wind Valley was slightly cramped. According to Yutong Shiai, the monster sage in front of him is equivalent to the existence of Yutong Shiai's mother. Yakumo Zi looked at her somewhat nervous expression, stretched out his hand, and hugged the other party into his arms in one fell swoop. This made Dongfeng Valley feel at a loss, wondering why this sage suddenly became so affectionate to him.

"Sage, Sage-sama?"

Yakumo sighed softly. She was taller than Sanae in Dongdong Valley, and now she just let the other party pilllow on her chest, and stroked her right hand along the other party's hair.

"I'm sorry. Sanae of Dongfengtani, I'm sorry. For some reason, Yutong Ten Love will not come. ”

Sanae Kazuya was stunned in the other party's arms for a moment, and after her eyes shook slightly, she slowly closed. But in her heart, she was surprisingly not surprised by this. If anything, it was vaguely expected in that dream, when even the snow was warm.

Dreams are all reversed.

Thinking like this, Sanae felt so calm that she could startle herself. She gently pushed Yakumo Purple away, but her heart felt like a heavy stone.

"Mistress Remilia. Ten loves can't come anymore, let me take his place. ”

Her gaze fell on Remilia, who had a calm face on the side. In any case, she still wants to support the boy's dream, even if she goes to the distant moon, there may be no return, even if the boy is now gone, and she misses the appointment again, even if she may not be able to get a return at all.

Remilia's mood that had only eased up was suddenly made inflamed by Sanae's determined face in the valley of the east wind. She jumped up suddenly, grabbed the opponent's neck with her right hand, knocked the opponent to the ground, and pressed the sharp claws of her right hand on Sanae's snow-white neck in the East Wind Valley, and in the next second, she could pull out the blood-red body fluids from it.

"Sanae sister!"

Misty rain and Qingzhi wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Fujiwara Meihong. Hakurei Reimu frowned, picked up the Imperial Coin and walked out of the rocket.

"Remilia, this is still Gensokyo."

Remilia didn't answer her, just stared at Sanae's face that was a little pale, but she didn't waver or change at all. She hated this girl's persistence and stubbornness without reason and without basis.

"Weak human beings, you can't even take a blow from me, what do you do on the moon, you can't do anything."

She chuckled and whispered softly in Sanae's ear, then let go of her, stood up, turned around, and drank.

"All ready! Let's go! ”

Sanae of Dongfeng Valley was helped up by the foggy rain and clear branches. She didn't say anything more, just looked up and watched as the huge rocket rose into the air as Pache chanted, turning into tiny particles in the sky.

I felt uncomfortable, but I couldn't shed tears.

Event Clown [End]