Chapter 1: Prelude to the War (1)
About an hour after the summoning ceremony was completed, the location shifted to Xindu.
The new capital of Fuyuki Cityββββ
Nearly half of the buildings that will become a commercial street are still unfinished, but the park and shopping mall in front of the station are about to open. The new city that is about to be built will be presented with a clean, ornate but pale yet characterless look.
Even in the eyes of the ancients, the city was-
"It's such a cold city, this is a portrayal of modern human civilization."
The silver-haired woman whispered in a voice that only those around her could hear.
γβ¦β¦ What is the portrayal?"
Hearing her critical whisper, Yujiro asked in an uncertain tone.
"Apathy, lack of personality...... But it is powerful and swift, and this is the status quo of human civilization. It's a pity to me that the Moon City is also a bit moving towards this trend now."
Contrary to the words, the woman smiled gently, not showing the slightest regret at all.
"I thought the Moon City was a little more dreamy......
"Hahaha, your thoughts are surprisingly naΓ―ve, Yujiro."
The outspoken thought suddenly made the woman chuckle. It also attracted more attention to her.
It should be said that the combination of the two is very eye-catching.
The silver-haired woman in a light blue dress and the tall young man beside her, who stood out from the crowd regardless of their temperament and appearance, would naturally be the focus of attention.
Unlike the original black military uniform, Yujiro now wears standard modern clothing. Because as Yonglin suggested, it is necessary to dress up in line with the times.
A black orthodox suit and a white scarf are very suitable for Yujiro. Because his sleek and not vulgar physique supports the three-dimensional sense of the clothes very well, and his handsome face can also be described as extraordinary, however......
He looked more like a well-educated rich kid than a well-educated rich kid, but the outfit made him look more like a young mafia leader. The sight full of courage is really endlessly heavy.
In fact, they are a combination of young ** and their lovers. This feeling, which is not even a little closer to the truth, is exactly what most people think.
But in fact, the two did not hold hands as intimately as lovers, but just walked indifferently like fellow travelers who happened to walk together, with a close but slightly spaced distance.
"Shall we just hang out like this?"
Although his tone has not changed, Yujiro is now asking his servant, Caster, as a master.
"It's good to combine work and rest. And since you know me, master, don't you know my skills?"
Yongrin's rhetorical question made Yujiro shake his head in confusion.
"No, the Eight Meaning Yonglin I know is a doctor with excellent medical skills, and my knowledge of Eight Meaning Yonglin ends there."
About an hour ago, Yujiro learned about the concept of parallel worlds for the first time through the mouth of Eirin.
Even if it looks the same, the Eight Meaning Yonglin in front of him is definitely not the Eight Meaning Yonglin he knows, the two are similar but different existences.
Knowing this fact, Yujiro's attitude did not change.
He respects Bayi Yonglin, since the woman in front of him is also Bayi Yonglin, then there is no need to change his attitude.
"That's a shame, I'll show you my power. masterγγ
It's as calm as a declaration of hello, but the strong confidence in it makes Yujiro look sideways.
So there's not much more to say. There is only one sentence to say.
"Then I'll see."
"Hmm. I'm looking forward to itβbut now I'd like to wander around again."
Should I say that I really deserve to be a woman? Yonglin, who was still exuding a dazzling strong momentum just now, suddenly showed a gentle smile.
γβ¦β¦ You are free to do whatever you want, and if there is no battle today, you can do it at your disposal."
Although he didn't think it was right, looking at the smile on his face, Yujiro felt that he couldn't say anything to refute it.
It has nothing to do with being right or wrong, it's just that his feelings don't allow him to say anything negative.
At the same time, he stopped.
"Yujiro......?"
"I won't be able to hang out with you, though. I'm going to find a place to stay. After all, in these days of war, sleeping in the wild all the time is not a good choice."
Yujiro also didn't live in the mountains, with the moonlight and the breeze as his companions. However, it was only a last resort, and although he did not yearn for a life of poverty and luxury, he did not have any inclination to suffer.
"Then it can't be helped."
Yujiro's reason made Yongrin sigh.
Walking alone can be very lonely, especially for women walking alone, and it is not a man's behavior. Although Yonglin was used to loneliness, she was sure of one thing.
"Then again, you must have never pursued women, right? Yujiro."
γβ¦β¦ What do you say?"
"Nothing. It's just an inconsequential question, I just ask casually, and I don't need to pay too much attention to it."
Looking at the stunned look on that grim face, Yonglin, who waved his hand to signal that Yujiro didn't care, couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.
β¦β¦ Although he looks cold and resolute on the outside, he seems to be an upright guy unexpectedly.
"Go ahead, then. Yujiro. Be careful on the road."
"I should say this to yourself as a woman."
"No, I'm not like you. Yujiro, you're a quarrel-prone guy -- I can see it when I see it."
γβ¦β¦ Really."
Looking directly into Yonglin's eyes as he looked up, and after whispering a response, Yujiro walked away without looking back.
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Yujiro walked alone on the evening street, suddenly watching the endless flow of people.
Although he was looking for a place to live, he honestly didn't have a clue.
The city called Fuyuki City is also a strange place for Yujiro.
He was a dead man, but fate seemed to recognize his unfinished ambition and gave him a second life.
The price of his rebirth is that he is sent to a place that resembles a fighting arena, and he must perform inexplicable tasks every once in a while - in a different world.
Yujiro sometimes wonders if he has become an object of amusement, and everything he does on his mission has become a means of entertainment for others. However, this kind of fantasy is meaningless, if he wants to continue to live, then completing the task is his only choice.
Just like this time, Fuyuki City was not only a strange land to him, but even the whole world was not a world he was familiar with.
The land that has not yet been completely wrapped in human civilization and still retains a little bit of natural features is his original hometown. It's true that the place called Gensokyo is too small compared to the entire planet, but that's Yujiro's world.
However, the strangers who have been robbed of their homeland do not have any nostalgia in their hearts at the moment. Yujiro did miss his friend when he was alone, but he never felt even the slightest sadness or sorrow in his heart.
Because as long as we live, we will meet again.
That's what he's always thought.
What a strong conviction...... Unfortunately, the achievement of faith requires practical action. And now Yujiro is facing a problem that makes him quite helpless.
Modern civilization was still a vague thing to him, and he didn't know much about the rules of the city. Although every time he is assigned a mission, he will be given relevant information and some identity help. But in the end, it was only about the task, and there was nothing extraneous.
β¦β¦ For example, it is absolutely impossible to tell him where the best inn is.
Even if he found a random hotel, he could still do it. But let's be honest, it's a matter of face.
Yujiro hadn't expected that the summoned Heroic Spirit would be "known" to him, and the familiar face made him a little happy. But in this way, he will not be able to let the people he respects inhabit in a place that is not in style.
This has nothing to do with funds, it's a matter of attitude -- speaking of funds, long before the summoning ceremony, Yujiro "kindly" asked for "a little" from a few "well-wishers" to talk about the cost of making a living, so he didn't have to worry about it at all.
Now the problem was that he didn't know there were any good inns.
In fact, he could have opened his mouth to ask passers-by, but for some reason, as soon as his gaze swept over, everyone looked away as if they had seen something terrifying.
This is a situation that Yujiro has been accustomed to since he was still in Gensokyo, and he has never cared about such a thing as a lonely man. At the moment, however, he was feeling a great deal of inconvenience.
Could it be that he is too ugly?
If it's true, it's a pity. Yujiro had always believed that his appearance had nothing to do with the word ugly -- and this was certainly not his personal self-appreciation.
He is indeed a handsome young man who will praise his good looks no matter who sees him, but it is a pity that even if he has an extraordinary appearance, it does not mean that no one will be willing to get close to him.
Yujiro is a prime example of this.
With sharp eyes, a lone wolf-like sword eyebrows and slightly thin lips, as long as his brows are not wrinkled, his handsome face will immediately turn into a striking and fierce appearance.
That kind of fierce and vicious temperament is enough to make ordinary people shy away.
But even so, Yujiro always wanted to find someone who could look directly at him - so that he could ask the other person some questions, and not wander around here.
Yujiro's luck is indeed good. Because the next moment, his gaze collided with another pair of sights.
It was a pair of red eyesβa scarlet like blood, and there was a hint of coldness, cruelty, and arrogance.