Gensokyo woke up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's another red sun shining on people - no, it's a sleepless night for some Gensokyo, but at this time, no one will be outside to welcome the baptism of morning light.

"Whoa—"

The door to the shrine was opened, and Reimu walked out with her hair scattered. She tilted her head—in the shadows of the corridor, Grace sat on the edge of the steps. He hugged his right knee and leaned his shoulder on a pillar next to him. He slept lightly all night.

Reimu sighed, pulled the big bow out of her dress, and pulled her long black hair from the back of her head with her left hand. She turned around and re-entered the shrine, and when she came out again, she was fully dressed and still holding her usual broom. Reimu walked over to Youning's side.

Instead of waking Yuning up, she began to wave her broom.

In Reimu's spare time, except for drinking the tea with the leaf stalk, he swept the clean ground, but this time it was different. An unknown number of fragments bounced around the ground with Reimu's broom, making a metallic sound, and then gradually gathering into a pile. Gold, moonlight, iron, weapons, daily necessities, ornaments and parts, all kinds of forms.

The only thing in common is that they are all mutilated scraps.

Reimu was almost done, walked up to Youning, and stabbed him with the broom handle.

"You did this last night?"

This was the first sentence that Youning heard after opening his eyes in a daze. He was stunned for a moment, looked at Reimu, then at the pile of debris, thought carefully, and then rubbed his temples.

"I'm going to have breakfast, you remember to ...... these"

"Who am I?"

"Huh?"

Reimu, who was talking to herself, was stunned by the question, probably she didn't expect to get such an answer. She glanced at Youning suspiciously, turned around and walked towards the shrine.

"Your name is Youning. Remember, don't forget. ”

"Yo, Rather ......"

The young man with a hazy face savored it carefully, and suddenly clapped his fist high-fives and showed a knowing smile.

"Hmmm! Good name, I like it. ”

He looked up and shouted at Reimu's back, "Thanks." ”

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"Reimu Reimu, I'm coming to play with you~~"

Marisa straddles the broom and falls from the sky, braking sharply in front of the cash box. She rolled over and jumped down and ran towards the shrine beaming.

"Spirit—oops!"

Marisa slams the door with a big grin, but it suddenly opens, and Reimu appears behind it with a stinky face. Marisa couldn't catch her feet and stumbled on the threshold - Reimu got out of the way, of course, and then, very calmly, watched Marisa fall in front of her and gnaw on the mud.

"Dumbfounded......"

Reimu looked down at Marisa at her feet, and Marisa turned over and looked up at Reimu.

"White ...... Ah, stop! Stop it! ”

Marisa lifted Reimu's skirt and sat up, pushing Reimu's fist away in a cold sweat.

"Let's go. I'm going to pick up the money. ”

"Oh, Reimu, I guess you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

Reimu's face darkened. Marisa grinned and put her hand under the black and white dress.

“！”

Shouting strange words, Marisa pulls out a box of delicately styled snacks and holds it up to Reimu's eyes.

"What kind of bird are you?"

"I learned it from Patchouli!"

"That's right."

A voice was inserted from the side. Marisa turned her head to look.

"Oops. Youning. I didn't have your share. ”

Marisa said, pulling a small piece out of the box and throwing it into her mouth.

Youning was sitting on the edge of the hallway. He was slightly stunned, as if he didn't react, and then tapped his chin as if he was coming back to his senses, and didn't speak again. Marisa was weird.

"What's wrong with you? Won't you be as hungry and silly as Reimu, right? ”

"He was attacked by a youkai and lost his memory."

"Huh?"

Reimu stepped over Marisa's lap and groped behind the cash box.

"Amnesia - amnesia, amnesia?!"

Marisa got up and hurriedly rushed to Yuning's side, "Is it true?" Yummy! What does it feel like to have amnesia? What is one plus one? Is there any such thing as the story often says, remember a particularly important person or something......"

Yuning looked at Marisa, who was excited, and frowned imperceptibly.

"So, you are?"

At this time, Reimu pinched a few stuffed coins and folded them back. The copper plate that had been thrown up and dropped made a clanging sound.

"She's Marisa."

"yes, yes, I still have the business card you made out of it. I'll look for it - huh, what about the snacks? Reimu? ”

"I didn't eat it."

- "Oh, you guys look a little unhappy. ”

From overhead came a warm voice full of interest. Marisa and Yun both looked up, and only Reimu picked up her arms in disregard.

"Purple, I'm hungry."

"Uh-huh? The pudding at the Red Devil House doesn't taste as good as it used to be. I want to think about it...... Oops, right. There's a lack of a spice called "heart". ”

- There's a youkai of the realm, Yakumo Murasaki.

Yakumo leaned leisurely on the edge of the gap, looking at Reimu, Marisa, and finally, at Yuning.

"What's wrong? You fought back and forth with me two days ago, huh? ”

Youning's eyes wandered a little, as if he was thinking. Then he shook his head.

"I don't remember."

"That's a shame. My name is Yakumo Murasaki. Remember. ”

"Yakumo Murasaki."

"That's right. You can call me Purple. ”

"Yakumo Purple ......"

"Gee, you don't seem to trust me."

When Youning softly recited Yakumo's name, she disappeared unconsciously. Marisa happily came up.

"Have you ever had a fight with Purple? That's pretty impressive. Speaking of which, you gave me this two days ago. ”

"Huh? …… I don't know. ”

Youning shook his head. He looked at the piece of paper that Marisa handed over, hesitated for a moment, and took it in his hand.

He read the words on the scrap of paper.

"Euning Hall...... Circulating Books and Fantasy ......"

He seemed to think of something, and pulled a pen out of the pocket of his jacket.

But he only took out a pen. Marisa was still chattering over there.

"I heard about it yesterday at Xianglin. He said you can write a book on fantasy......"

Marisa recounted what she had seen, while Yune just listened to Marisa's tirade in silence. The tip of the pen in his hand swiped slightly, as if outlining the trajectory of his thoughts. When Marisa finally finished speaking, he suddenly spoke.

"When I wasn't attacked, I was opening a store?"

"Huh?"

"I'll see you in the last two days."

--The simple business card is returned to Marisa's hand.

"Earlier, I fought against Yakumo Murasaki."

- Where Yakumo Zi left, there was only emptiness.

"Before that, I was in Xianglin Hall."

"That's right."

Marisa looked at Yuning with a puzzled expression, inexplicable.

"So, what about before?"

Youning seemed to be talking to herself. He looked at Marisa.

"I—How do I know?"

Marisa was a little uncomfortable. It wasn't the look she was familiar with. Maybe it's really like Zi said, there is no trust.

At this time, Reimu walked over.

She stared at Youning's unfocused pupils and spoke softly.

"The first snow had just stopped. And you, in my case, threw a plug in the money. ”