Oriental Youningtang Volume 2 Fantasy Wanhua / Infinite · Fantasy· Works

The prologue is beyond the silver spring of the netherworld

"That's mine!"

"There's so much more on the table, DA☆ZE!"

As Reimu and Marisa frolicked and enjoyed the snacks I had placed there to offer flowers to the Buddha, I noticed that Rinnosuke was still there in a daze, and my heart was filled with a little remorse. Fang Cai, did you accidentally reveal too much information? It was rare to speak so casually before. Is it the recent month of repetitive, stress-free and idle, daily routines that have made my wits lazy? Although Rinnosuke's combat effectiveness is a little wasted, he has quite an insight into the nature of things. It seems that I have not been able to channel his thoughts into the orbit I want. With the ability to see through objects, he may have noticed something. - No, it's hard to say that this ability may have a deep meaning.

In Gensokyo, which still retains its ancient fantasies, once an item is given a name, it means that it is attached to a god, and this god gives the item a purpose. In this case, Rinnosuke has the ability to peek through the gods. Further, it is not without hope to see through fear and faith, and to reach the realm of the true God, which is the source of fantasy. Ha. What a man who wants to become the king of Gensokyo.

······ Just kidding. In fact, it's one thing to know, but it's another thing to accept. If you compare such things with their counterparts in the outside world, you can see that the gods attached to the objects probably refer to certain rules that play a role in the use of tools. The ancestors of ancient times did not know much about it, so they created the concept of gods to explain it. - The gods are cold, emotionless, and inflexible. However, because of people's fantasies—hope or desire—they have a Godhead in the realm of fantasy, so that they can live like a life. Gensokyo, is the last known such realm. For roughly the same reason, I was able to live here in peace, thanks to the blessing of Purple.

Ah, thinking far ahead. I want to confirm that the information obtained does not become knowledge without thinking and understanding. For a situation like Rinnosuke, it can be simply solved by interrupting his thinking. Am I using force or intelligence······

"Yu-ning, is it because someone took away Gensokyo's 'spring' because of the continuous snowfall? This is an anomaly, right? ”

"Huh? Isn't snow just a normal routine? ”

As I pondered whether to use behavioral violence or verbal violence, Rinnosuke had come to a conclusion that I didn't want to hear in the second place. I had to pretend to be surprised to mislead him.

"Huh? It seems like...... That's pretty much it...... Reimu, you also say a few words. I'm confused. ”

"Mutation is still routine, so it's not a big deal."

"Mm-hmm, it's not a big deal."

This time, Rinnosuke was unexpectedly confused. After I found it amusing to echo Reimu's undisciplined speech, Rinnosuke choked for a moment and patted his head helplessly, "You've doted on Reimu too much." ”

Asking a shrine maiden such a question is your own doing. However, Marisa, who is rough and thin, doesn't care about it, and I guess Reimu has already figured out what is going on. It also saves me the trouble of knocking on the side, which is a blessing in disguise - not a curse.

- In my hands, I hold the cute point of the whole Gensokyo...... Phew, it's intelligence. Even though the girls of Gensokyo, which needs to be emphasized, were tolerant of me after the overt and covert negotiations, this information had to be used sparingly. For example, Reimu is only red and white, Reimu is only undisciplined, and Reimu is a lazy worm...... Ahem. Let's stop for a moment. It's so rude. It's not that there is any special bias towards Reimu. Reimu doesn't seem to care much about anything, and she still has a little temper. I've always been in awe of my clients' bottom line. It's too much to call it doting.

Clank.

The unique doorbell (this is a bell) of Xianglin Hall came with the sound of wind and snow. Rinnosuke hurriedly got up to entertain the guests. The number of customers is really incomparable. But I'm not envious. After all, my Youningtang's income and expenditure are not equivalent to these at all......

"Huh? It's really rare, you're here too? In this way, the strongest humans in Gensokyo have gathered. ”

"Because the eldest lady hates the cold weather all the time, I asked for leave to solve it. However, after teaching the two fools who claimed to be shady a lesson, there was no sign of returning to their daily routines, so they came here to prepare some fuel reserves for just in case. ”

"Honestly, I don't have much left of myself. No recent restocking......"

Sakiya's movements are unexpectedly fast. Knowing this, the thought that I wanted to make fun of Rinnosuke's supply sank again. This morning, Reimu would wake up early and think about going out, and I realized that this time it had begun.

Spring and summer mutations.

In the great enchantment with the concepts of "maintenance" and "maintenance", it is self-evident what it means to be on a daily basis. However, there are no traces of daily life in the memories of the yokai, and there is no place left for daily life in [History]. From this point of view, maintaining the daily existence of non-yokai is indeed indispensable in Gensokyo.

- Use [Mutation] to inject existence into the monsters, and then let the shrine maiden of Hakuri find her daily life as the cornerstone of the Great Enchantment, this is the running cycle of Gensokyo, like an undulating ECG folded line, neither a pool of stagnant water, nor possible to get out of the ** road. It's quite a complete design. And in the midst of this, Reimu, who is a Hakurei shrine maiden, and Purple, who is a monster sage, are the two poles of opposition but synergy in this cycle.

I don't remember much of the passing of the day, but I do enjoy the pleasure of indulging in what is a luxury for human beings. Therefore, it is not denied that I have been deliberately close to Reimu in the morning. However, the mutation was an opportunity for me to make a fortune. I'm a complete businessman...... That's why when there's nothing to do, I stay at the shrine. Rather, that's the main reason. However, I still haven't been able to grasp what kind of image Reimu is, which is a symbol of everyday life.

I used to think that Reimu was just a money-hungry, lazy and a little dull 100,000 undisciplined, but even in the beginning, there was a different kind of stubbornness that existed in my perception. Strong and gentle, kind and introverted, silent and indifferent, free and lonely. On the one hand, she is like a childish and willful child, and on the other hand, she is like an extraordinary princess. By now, I can't even say which side is real. It's just that if it's so elegant, it's a little sad.

······ Youningtang, who wants to take care of both reality and fantasy, is still too greedy after all. In order to achieve the realm of ordinary people's fantasies, it is necessary to abandon the reality that ordinary people enjoy—that is, material desires. I vaguely remember such a statement. Even a gentle and virtuous princess used to be an innocent and lively child. However, how much did she miss when she absorbed the so-called correct etiquette cultivation in the Golden Que Boudoir......

······ Even if you have a good thing that others have not experienced, you can't presumptuously judge the happiness of others. That being said, I had to face the fear of this exception all the time. Such meaningless thoughts flashed through me, and then, once again, my thoughts grew in a rare direction that frightened me. In this way, it seems that it can be established......

Reimu didn't show any scheming, so the attitude towards everyone was so plain and indifferent, it was not indifference, it could only be really not caring. Depending on his mood, sometimes he looks at the monster like a neighbor, and sometimes he retreats mercilessly. In fact, it is very responsible, but such a misguided behavior is more like a kind of rebellion against duty. Don't believe that hard work will pay off. I never strive for what I want. Idleness and never show a sense of crisis. Or rather, aggressive.

Reimu, the shrine maiden of Hakurei, the guardian of paradise, the Hakurei Reimu who is so powerful that he ignores any level of power, any level of barrier, any degree of bondage······

However, did you choose to give up?

Destroying hope is no more terrible than giving death, but it is much more cruel than giving it away—I think, so I think.

"......She' doesn't care about anything in the winter."

It was Reimu's voice.

······ The jug of water had begun to hiss at me with a warning. I've been in a daze for so long, silently thinking. Thinking too much has exceeded the predetermined boundary, is it the slackness that has not been ingested and analyzed by Yuningtang recently? I shook my head, intending to make a good cup of tea - naturally, Rinnosuke's share was not counted.

The reason why Reimu is a shrine maiden is not because she is a shrine maiden, but because this is Gensokyo.

- Although, I knew it from the beginning.

The Shrine Maiden is the perfect partner for the Yokai Sage. This is not just talk.

After all, the shrine maiden of Hakurei is just a human.

…… Reimu, who used to be an outcast......

I can only talk.

Stop. It's time to think about yourself again. That's something that doesn't make sense. I stopped sighing.

"Smack."

The teapot was thumped back into its place.

"Reimu. This time, it's an anomaly. ”

It's probably a rare time to see me not in a high mood, and Reimu is a little dazed.

"I ...... Take a trip. ”

Walk towards the blizzard outside the door.

"Crackling", as if reflecting something, the teapot made a crisp sound.

I don't want to think about it, though.

"Bang Bang Bang"

This, probably, is the movement of the stove reimbursement?

"Youning!! My winter is over!! ”

I opened the door and squinted to feel the touch of the wind and snow.

"Rest assured. At least, this winter...... Rest assured. ”

"Bang."

The door slammed shut.

I am a salesman of Youningtang, a leisurely and quiet Ning, a man who asks himself to be interesting to everything, to find comfort from it, and to always be happy from the heart.

——————————————P.S.: Don't forget the original intention

When I wrote this post-editor, I was very depressed. The text is also too low.

I'm sorry.

My view of the Orient has been devastated.

Once, I thought that Reimu was a red and white undisciplined, Marisa was a wooden queen and palace king, Rin Nosuke was a wild bitter daddy, Remy only had majesty and squatting defense, and my sister controlled Xiao Wu to open a good farm, and the Son of Heaven was a mere shake M, and purple [beep-] ah blue [beep-] ah flower [beep-] ah snake [beep-] ah......

For forty days, I read almost all the Oriental fandom with more than 100,000 words at the starting point at a rate of 300,000 words per day.

Actually, my ambition is to write a novel that conforms to my view of the East.

Between the girls of Gensokyo, that unique bond. It is quite a gentleman's friendship, and it feels as light as water.

Although the investigation is an illusion caused by the mixing of the vague one and the two things that catch the wind and shadows, I think so. Always, so stubbornly convinced.

Convinced.

…… It's just that I just want to make myself even a little bit unusual.

I haven't written at all these days, and then, I've seen a lot of good books.

I want to go hilarious, and I read that someone is much more humorous than me; I thought about burying a conspiracy, and I read that someone was much smarter than me; Later, I thought about digging up shady scenes, and I read that someone is much deeper than me......

If I could still use the excuse that "there are too many things beyond the scope of the East", in the last few days I have read a few books with almost the same elements as me, but much better than me in terms of rhythm and depth, and my confidence has fallen to the limit. Even the proud ability to imitate has been trampled on. There is hardly any motivation left. No, it's a little scared. I was scared and even desperate about my greed for what was good for myself.

However.

…… Then, since when did my mentality of reading change?

When did I stop having a pure desire to appreciate other people's work?

At first, I thought, what to write?

INTERVIEWER When I first designed the character of Youning, what was my hope?

Yuning is a character who came with his own purpose in mind from the beginning and was able to survive in Gensokyo on his own. Compared with the hypocritical power that is insufficient, it shows an attitude of respect and humility and disrespect. It looks like a person who shakes S, but he just forcibly orders his heart to harden. Probably, it's unique as a protagonist, right?

And, that's not all.

I embody my own thoughts and stubbornness about my own [mature] experience, the feeling of unsuccessful fiction from elementary school.

I want to write something that is not limited to the Eastern world.

Then, I'm going to go behind the scenes of Gensokyo.

Still, I write stories like stories. will portray the protagonist as if it were the protagonist. Don't mess in by yourself, don't add three settings. - I don't have the right to inflict on them pain I haven't tasted, I think. As Fanwai Chinese says, when Youning is not there, everyone happily lives a peaceful daily life in Gensokyo.

Then, in the sunlight that can't be glimpsed into the dark curtain, let's just enjoy it as if there is nothing.