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React to what he did.

He knew what Flandorow was carrying, but he had no idea how heavy Flandorolu was carrying.

Ten hearts can't help but blame themselves a little.

"Flandrew."

Ten loves put away the bread, and then stretched out her right hand to Fran, trying to comfort the girl.

"No, what I deny, not all of yours."

"No...... Enough, really enough, ten loves......"

Dodging, she dodged the right hand, and the smile grew more and more forced. The right hand just froze in the air.

The girl's blood-stained face shook slightly, and her hands pressed the heart against the bloody scab on her chest.

"Mr. Yutong Shiai, please go back...... The tea party is over. ”

The ghosts are scattered.

Fran, who had split into four, swept past the boy.

"Don't chase after you...... Please. ”

Far away was the girl's pleading voice. When he turned around, the colorful crystal wings had been lost from view in four different directions.

The basement was empty, and only the blood-stained ground shimmered silently with a deep red light.

Ten Ai retracted her right hand with some difficulty. Starting at the elbow, the right hand shattered, and blood splattered along with minced flesh and bone residue.

Can't you control it, Flandrew's power.

The power of fantasy mends the right hand.

Ten Aisi looked around and saw the little ball on the ground. He picked up the ball—it was an eyeball, and it was still stained with cream.

Ten loves put that eyeball in her mouth.

"Squeak-poof-"

The chewing teenager closed his eyes.

"I did something self-righteous."

"Yes......"

A deep voice rang out behind Shiai.

Ten Ai turned her head and looked at the girl sitting in the open gap. He looked at the beautiful girl with a calm face with some embarrassment.

"Yakumo-sama ......"

"Ten loves."

Yakumo's gloomy purple eyes seemed to have found their target in the midst of wandering, and they focused their gaze on Shiai's face for a moment.

"You've caused me a big mess."

Shiai's expression froze. The other party refers to Flandrew's grief rampage.

"Do you know why?"

The girl jumped lightly into the gap, her pure white boots stepping on the rocky ground covered in blood without a trace of blood. It's like a tiny flower on a blood-colored rock.

She looked at the frozen teenager and stretched out her right hand, pointing straight at the heart of the ten loves.

"Who was on your mind as you listened to her?"

The girl's hand was like a sharp sword pointed at the boy's chest, cutting through the bottom of the boy's heart.

What's on your mind?

It was to appease Flandoro so as not to add to the numbness of Lord Yakumo...... Bother...... By the way, it's for Yakumo-sama.

Shi Ai looked at the plain white jade hand pointing at her, and remembered what she had said.

"If you need to make a decision, don't think about me......?"

He tentatively asked.

"Yakumo-sama means ......"

Yakumo withdrew her hand, sighed, and changed the subject.

"Ten Ai, do you know why your surname is Yutong instead of Yakumo?"

She looked at the boy with a faint concern in her eyes.

"Because what you have to do is that even the surname Yakumo can't be a sword that blocks your progress, a sword that has no hilt to hold."

"......No hilt to hold?"

Juai looked at Yakumo Murasaki in surprise.

"Eight...... Yakumo-sama!? ”

"Ten loves, you decide your attitude towards another person for the sake of one person, which is not commendable."

Yakumo's topic changed again.

"Ah...... Ah, Yakumo-sama, what do you mean ......"

Ten Ai seemed to have groped for something from this flickering conversation, and looked at Yakumo Purple uncertainly.

"You can't stand in Yakumo's shoes and have all contact with Gensokyo, Ten Love."

Yakumo turned around, and the gap opened gracefully in front of her.

"Only then can you know what Gensokyo is."

She turned her head, her purple eyes full of anticipation between her blonde hair.

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Shiai-kun."

Then the hair curled, bringing a gentle breeze, leaving the only wisp of fragrance in the dim space filled with the smell of flesh and blood, and disappeared into the cracks of the space.

Shiai involuntarily raised his hand and chased two steps, wanting to smell the girl's fragrance and trace the past. But the girl still disappeared into the gap, like under the plane tree on a rainy night that year.

Ten Ai watched in amazement as the gap closed, then disappeared again, his hand dangling in the air. Obviously, we will meet again in the future, but I am still afraid of her leaving.

Ten Ai withdrew her hand, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Then, it will be what Yakumo-sama wants, even if it will cause her trouble, he will stick to his own.

"Flandrew Scarlett ......"

Shi Ai gently opened her silver eyes, and a smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

"I don't know, do you like hunting?"

"Like, your sister's prey."

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The barrage game of shrine maidens, magicians, and scarlet demons was forced to stop.

Because of the librarian of the underground library of the Red Devil Pavilion, the magic of the rare outing made the youkai Patchouli Norreki return.

The undead princess who had been communicating with the Seighiroji family in the underworld was using spell cards to communicate with Miss Pache Norregi, after noticing the abnormal feedback of the magic array arranged in the basement, hurriedly ended the investigation and hurried home, only to see that the young moon demon was indeed dedicated to having fun, playing with the shrine maiden by himself, and completely did not notice that a certain part of the hall was brutally destroyed during the battle.

So Pache was furious.

She immediately plunged into the battlefield and launched a powerful magical frenzy against both sides, using her temporary powerful firepower to suppress the four of them in a short period of time, and was able to stop the battle.

And then the old mistakes were made.

"Ahem...... Ahem, so ah, a guy like Remy, you who forgets everything when you play with it...... Ahem, it's the most annoying, ahem, ahem......! ”

Even though she couldn't slurred her words from severe asthma, Patchouli was coughing angrily and poking at Remilia's hat.

"Ahhhh......h

The eldest lady decisively hugged her head and squatted to defend herself, and then secretly peeked at Pachouli from between her hair, and said weakly.

"Patsy, are you alright, you're so excited."

"Ahem, it's okay, it's not serious."

The girl of Qiyao waved her hand, and her body, which was devastated by the family's hereditary asthma, was hidden under the wide violet pajamas, but it made people feel even thinner.

"Let's find Fran first, ahem, I hope she didn't go out with an umbrella on her own."

With that, her asthma seemed to flare up again, leaving her coughing short and frequent, unable to speak.

"Hey, Patsy, are you really okay?"

The black-and-white magician pulled the shrine maiden forward.

"Why don't you let Reimu give you a flexible prayer?"

"Hey, Marisa, I'll charge you!"

Having said this, the shrine maiden did not look resistant, but looked at the magician who was suffering from illness.

She seemed to have some tightness in her chest and difficulty breathing, making her somewhat unsteady on her feet. At this time, Sixteen Nightsakiya came behind her very naturally and became her support.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... It's useless, this disease...... It's useless to pray ......"

Pache leaned against the head maid as she raised her hand and pointed in a certain direction.

It was an enclosed corridor that allowed Remilia to walk around the various parts of the museum at noon. Around the corner of the hallway, is a petite but bloody figure.

Several people stopped breathing and looked at the girl at the end of the corridor.

Blood, covered in blood and flesh, as if falling into a meat grinder and crawling out. But beyond that, what is even more strange is that Flandrew doesn't say a word.

She just stood there, her hands clasped to her chest.

"Fleur...... Fran? ”

When Remilia saw her sister's abnormality, she didn't have time to reprimand her, but walked quickly towards the girl.

"What's wrong with you?"

The figure shuddered, and its gaze fell on Remilia. Then a ruined smile appeared on the blood-stained cheeks.

It was like an abandoned dog laughing.

"I'm sorry...... Sister-in-law......"

Then there is the sound of the air breaking. Flandrew, grief riots.

The Demon Sister looked at her sister who was hurrying in front of her, and smiled even more.

Remilia had never seen such a smile, withered, ruined, lonely, guilty, helpless, addicted, hesitant, crazy, hysterical.

It's hard to believe that this is a smile that can be contained.

She was suddenly a little afraid of her sister's smile, afraid that such a smile would appear on her sister's face.

This is absolutely not allowed!

Remilia thought to herself, but her steps stopped. Further on is the world of Flandrew.

A world where anything can be destroyed.

This world, refusing to be complete.

"Sister-sama......"

Flandoro looked tenderly at her sister, the one who had imprisoned her with love for four hundred and ninety-five years.

This is her scar.

"Sure enough, I'm still unwilling."

"Fran ......"

Remilia looked at Flandrew worriedly, her hands hanging down, trying to clench but unable to squeeze out the slightest strength.

She looked at Flandrew, her only relative.

"What's wrong with you?"

Flandoro smiled, blood turning that smile into a beautiful curve.

"Even if she knows that she can't turn back, Fran really wants to see her sister......"

"It hurts, sister...... The feeling of the scar being torn off hard...... Ten Aijun is really ruthless. But that's why Fran knows that Fran's injuries aren't healed yet......"

"Ten Aijun?"

Remilia didn't say a word, listening to her sister's words, she withdrew her worries and showed a cold expression.

"Yutong Shiai, right, what did he do to you?"

Remilia admits that she has never been able to identify with the existence of Yutong Ten Love, even if she treats him as Yutong Ten Love, but in her heart, he is still just a prey, the prey of the Chewer.

The fantasy side and the chewer are themselves a relationship of mutual hunting.

So now the prey had done something to her sister, making her anger instantly burn her sanity to the point that it was difficult to maintain.

"No, it's not, sister......"

Flandorow shook her head, a look of guilt.

"That's the one who can accompany Fran to a tea party."

The owner of the Red Devil Pavilion, the Seven Yao Magic Envoy and the Chief Maid breathed again.