"I don't want you to say that. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After Yakumo Purple said this, she and Yutong Shiai fell into silence, as if the air had been drained.

She didn't answer the sharp questions raised by Yutong Shiai, and Yutong Shiai didn't start a conversation about these two sentences of Yakumo Zi.

So, once again fell into the cold.

Yutong Shiai lowered his head.

In the end, it was like this.

That Yakumo Purple is no longer Yakumo Murasaki, and the meaning of his existence has disappeared.

Yakumo's sword is no longer needed, and Yakumo now only wants Yutong Juai to protect this place with her as part of Gensokyo.

But this is something that Yutong Shiai can't accept. He was following Yakumo, a sword created to fight against the negation of the growing human race from the outside world, rather than a shield to defend the peace of Gensokyo.

He sighed at the peace of Gensokyo, envied the things that gathered here peacefully, and admired the miracles of this world, but his feelings for Gensokyo were only that. He is still just Yutong Shiai, in that night of rolling thunder and cold rain, the fantasy born under the plane tree, what he thinks, only exists to fulfill Yakumo Purple's dream.

Compared to this, this emotion of just sighing for beauty seems so insignificant.

But now, even Yakumo Zi no longer insists on that dream, what should he do, what can he do?

Yakumo Murasaki guards Gensokyo, and she is no longer the blonde girl who can stand alone under the end of the world.

Probably...... It's time to say goodbye, right?

I can't bear it...... It was only after so many years that he had returned to this adult's side, but he was told that he was no longer needed.

The boy who was not very big was burned into black and useless ashes by his own black flames. He was even more silent than he had been in the night, but his face was much calmer.

As calm as the dead.

It was strange that the grief that had been so full of that night could no longer be said after the girl had cut the gap, and now it had disappeared completely.

"Ten loves."

Yakumo Zi seemed to think that the expression on Yutong Shiai's face was very bad, and spoke.

"I ......"

"That's too much, Yakumo-sama."

Yutong Shiai raised her head, as if she was lost, and as if she had given up, she smiled. His tone was flat and emotionless, as if Egria was looking into his gaze in the twilight of iron and blood.

"Yakumo-sama is really, too much, why did you create me and give up that wish now?"

His smile was like a giant Eiffel Tower made of cards, capable of being blown down by the wind. His right hand was clutching at his left chest.

For people, that's the heart.

"It's too much, it's too much. Yakumo-sama, why, did you create me, but no longer be your dreamer......"

What I have been insisting on in the past years, I am living alone as a chewer, surviving as Yutong Ten Loves, and I exist with the blood of countless fantasies, just to achieve the meaning of my existence. Now I can't even do that.

He covered his face with his hands, but tears were still soaking between his fingers.

Even if it's not the first time I've cried, Yutong Shiai still can't know why she cries like a human, let alone why a human cry.

Of course, I don't know why human beings are in pain, crying, and grieving.

He covered his eyes and sobbed quietly, waiting for the girl's verdict.

The words that completely put themselves into uselessness and negated themselves.

"Yakumo Sage, he doesn't know how to use a sword anymore."

It's like the words that the sage entrusted to the princess of the moon that night.

Then Yutong Ten Ai no longer needs to use her own abilities to maintain her existence, and this pure fantasy dissipates.

In the final analysis, his own existence also depends on his own ability to interfere, as long as he no longer needs to maintain it, then the will of Yutong Ten Love will dissipate in this world, and there will be no trace of real existence.

Ah, I didn't expect that the meaning of being her sword would be denied by herself.

Now, just wait for the verdict.

The world where Yutong Shiai is covered by his hands is different from the pure white dream world, pure black.

It was like that night, before seeing the girl's smile.

It's like when everything hasn't even begun.

……

A sigh.

A silent sigh floated through the space.

Then, in the space created by Yutong Shiai's eyes that can't even be illuminated by light, as if from the thunder, and as if from the rainy night, the girl's soft singing voice came.

It was the song of the girl in the midst of that thunderstorm.

With a quiet, gentle and distant expression, the girl was singing the first song that the boy heard in the world.

[Sing, sing, sing]

[Singing the Ballad of the Earth]

【Gentle embrace of the Japanese breeze】

【Bathed in the light】

【Starry Night】

[Lighting up the streets in an instant]

[Floating, floating, fluttering]

【Placing your own wishes】

[Sing, sing, sing]

[Singing the Ballad of the World]

[No matter where you are]

【Looking up at the sky】

【The Voice of Nature】

[Insects flapping their wings]

[Floating, floating, fluttering]

【Sending good wishes】

[Floating, floating, fluttering]

【Wishes for tomorrow and the future】

[Floating, floating, fluttering]

[It will definitely be able to reach the other side of the sky]

After singing the last line, Yakumo Zi raised his head, as if in this world full of white light, he could still see that desperate night, above the heavy and deep dark clouds, there were countless bewildering stars hanging high in the sky, swaggering and shining.

Yutong Shiai put down his hands. He had closed his eyes since the beginning of the piece, and he was a little reluctant to open them until now.

The song that had no lyrics that night was now composed by the girl.

It's like deceiving yourself, it's been a dream for a hundred years after that, and it's impossible for Yakumo to give up her dream.

But such self-deception cannot deceive others.

Yakumo sighed as she looked at him like this.

"Hundreds of years have passed, and you're still the same."

As always, the only and focused Yutong Ten Love, only for this one goal to live, refused any change, willfully insisted on the meaning of his own existence.

Yutong Shiai closed her eyes and showed a residual smile.

"But Yakumo-sama is no longer the Yakumo-sama of the past."

"Yes, although I don't want to admit it, I'm really no longer the Yakumo Purple I was at that time."

Yakumo also closed her eyes, as if she was also drowning in her past self.

"In the past, I stood under that rainy night and asked you a word."

"I said, you won't blame me. 】

This is what Yakumo Murasaki asked in the rainy night in the past, although the object of the inquiry was a teenager. She naturally knew that the boy at that time did not have the ability to speak, but she still asked like this, not knowing whether she wanted to ask the boy for answers, or to herself.

Yutong Shiai still closed his eyes and didn't say a word. He shook his head slightly, then nodded again. After the girl's song, he was also a little quieter, no longer taking a bite of Yakumo Purple too much.

However, Yakumo Purple is also with her eyes closed now, so she didn't notice the boy's movements.

She sighed.

"Hate me?"

"How is that possible?"

Yutong Shiai couldn't help but reply. Subsequently, Yakumo Murasaki seemed to smell a flaw.

"So ......"

Yakumo Zi opened his eyes and stared at Yutong Shiai fixedly, stabbing Yutong Shiai with a burning gaze, like a red-hot sword, so that Yutong Shiai had to open and close his eyes in response to the gaze.

She took a step forward and looked at Yutong Shiai.

"Then, come back to Gensokyo with me, Ten Love."

"It's like you're in a dream, and you're living quietly with me in Gensokyo."

"I can't, Lord Yakumo. I don't know what a burden you're carrying like a human and a youkai under your protection, and I can't do it with peace of mind and enjoy Gensokyo! ”

Yutong Shiai flatly rejected the offer. If he was able to accept this condition, then the dream world could not have existed in the first place. Instead, he looked at Yakumo Purple and launched a counterattack.

"Compare to this, why doesn't Yakumo-sama want to live with me in the dream world? Is it simply because it's fake? After all, aren't we also hypocrisies that are denied by human beings? ”

Facing Yutong Shiai's counterattack, Yakumo Zi smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Indeed, the realm between fantasy and reality is nothing to me and you. But ah, ten loves. ”

Her purple eyes were full of depth and happiness.

"Even so, you still chose to pull me into your dream world instead of re-creating a new Yakumo Murasaki in the dream world, didn't you?"

ps: This song is a song in the black cat in the next house, the name is the song of this world, and it is a quiet, suitable song for standing on a high place to listen to.

Che-chan touched his head.