Youning walks the streets of the world. Unlike what he said to Uncle Wuyu before, he didn't go directly to the temple house or the self-police team. He spun around, looking around, as if looking for something, but he didn't stop. His smile hadn't faded, and his eyes were full of curiosity. Or, just randomly.

Then, suddenly, he stopped. He seemed to want to turn back, meditated for a moment, but still stopped.

He still smiled, but tilted his head slightly, and sighed at the empty place around him.

"I said, that's a blessing in disguise."

There was no response. There would have been no response...... Youning said to herself.

"I guess Huiyin didn't mean to, she just ate the history that was destroyed by the youkai. That's your bad luck......"

"And you're lucky that Huiyin arrived first—before Reimu."

--At the end of the street, the Hirori shrine maiden walked slowly. She didn't bend around, she didn't look around, she stopped every now and then to think about something—but she was just, casually.

If youkai are the fear of humans, then the shrine maiden of Hakurei is the fear of youkai. In Gensokyo, it has always been like this.

【……】

"I said, 'How about you follow me?' You lost it, I'll slowly find a way to help you get it back. ”

【Can you ...... See......? 】

Invisible, colorless, silent, but you can hear the slight confusion. Very weak, very persistent.

"Please, I'm the one who brought you out."

Youning's fingertips were in his heart, as if there was an invisible kite string tied there. His expression is still very casual, but his movements are extremely careful, such as pampering and pampering.

[Go back ......]

"Don't be stupid. If you go back, you'll die. ”

Youning was a little helpless, he pointed to the witch in the distance, "See?" Yes...... By the way, do you still have vision? ”

[Go back ......]

“…… All right. Do you still have memories of yourself? ”

[Go back ......]

"There's really only obsession."

Youning stopped laughing. He looked up slightly, sighed, and his eyes looked into the distance.

He didn't know what kind of monster it was, whether she was beautiful or terrifying, or what kind of past she had. Because all of these disappear with the history that has been swallowed up. It's just that, at least for now, she is completely his.

Therefore, he could not understand, but connived.

"I don't know what the situation is, but there must be something more important than life there."

Youning's face was solemn, and he pointed into a knife.

[Go back ......]

Youning swept it lightly in his heart. Something was cut off.

Formless, formless, colorless, silent, but there is indeed a shadow, like a kite with a broken string, floating suddenly.

Youning looked back and looked quietly, and his eyebrows were full of regret.

"Really, follow my words, and soon forget about it, and then be relieved."

[Nope! No......! 】

Unexpectedly fierce resonance. Youning sighed. It was a wordless statement, and he knew it himself, and it was almost insulting.

"Oblivion...... It's really the most feared thing in the world. ”

【Forgotten ......】

[Oblivion...... ...... fear】

The voice was like crying, and gradually drifted away.

"Ah, I thought an envoy was about to get my hands on it. Am I accumulating virtue or harming others? ”

Yuning scratched her hair irritably.

He witnessed the desperate suicide of a youkai - is this what a youkai is, creatures born of emotions and dying for emotions. Between respect for life and fulfillment of obsession, he chose the latter. Is that really good?

Then he heard it again.

[Thank you......]

Youning looked surprised. He was stunned for a moment, and then, with a long sigh of relief. He spoke softly as if he were talking to himself.

"Fortunately, there are always some bonds that can't be forgotten no matter what."

Youning smiled again, he took off his glasses, and walked forward with a relaxed step. This time he didn't hesitate, but looked straight in the direction of the temple.

-- Even if you lose your existence and memory, there is always something that you can refuse to discard.

However, being forgotten is a kind of force majeure.

So, Yuning rubs shoulders with Hakurei's shrine maiden.

Youning's eyes did not deviate even a little from Reimu, and the arc of his smile was like a sculpture, and the distance between step by step was not bad at all. Like two passers-by who have never known each other, they passed by.

Mountains have trees, and trees have branches.

So, can it, never remember, never cared?

The shrine maiden looked back in confusion, and the streets were full of people, as usual.

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The long streets, the old houses, the unconscious craftsmen, the villagers are talking a lot.

"Teacher Bai Ze can't help it? I'm going to invite a Hakurei shrine maiden. ”

One person said so.

There are many who say so.

The residents of the world don't know about the great barrier called Hakurei around this Gensokyo, but it is known that there is a Hakurei Shrine on the mountains in the far east, and there is a shrine maiden named Hakurei in the shrine. Humans are afraid of youkai, but youkai are afraid of Bori, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. The villagers spread it like this, the monsters spread it like this, and the shrine maidens in the shrine spread it like this.

When the threat of youkai is imminent, people still think of the Hakurei shrine maiden.

If only the shrine maiden were there.

People think so.

So, the shrine maiden came.

The shrine maiden hadn't heard of youkai here. She was just walking on her instincts, and she wanted to find a place to have breakfast. Her instincts have always been accurate.

Because she is a shrine maiden of Hakurei.

She walked up to the unconscious craftsman, seemingly unsure of what to do. The neighbors who had been surrounding the craftsman to rescue them hurriedly got out of the way, but no one looked at the shrine maiden face to face.

Hakurei Reimu is naturally born extremely good-looking. The Shrine Maiden of the Hirori Shrine Maiden was born with great beauty, and she looked like a youkai, a youkai that the villagers feared.

Miko maidens are human. The replacement of generation after generation is seen in the eyes of the world.

Miko maidens are not mortal. The shrine maiden was just passing by. Passing by the memories of the world, passing by Gensokyo.

Hakuri Reimu leaned over slightly, looking at the craftsman who was unconscious and had a terrible face. She reached into her sleeve.

The shrine maiden's weapon is, of course, a charm. The so-called shrine maiden is the person who communicates with the gods, and the tool for communicating with the gods is the charm.

However, she pulled a copper coin out of her sleeve.

The shrine maiden was stunned, looking a little surprised. She looked around, not touching a single look of confusion. The shrine maiden doesn't understand human feelings, but she can read it, it's trust, and there's strangeness.

The shrine maiden alone. She's a person in the shrine, she's a person next to the gods, and she's still alone in the world, in front of youkai.

However, she is Bori.

The god's surname is Bori. The shrine's surname is Hakurei. The surname is Boli, the surname is Boli, and Fu naturally has the surname Boli.

The snow, which had stopped in the early morning, began to fall again in spite of it.

In the snow, the shrine maiden poked out her fingers.

The shrine maiden's fingers are very thin, and in the air, they melt into the same color as the flying snow.

She writes in the air.

One stroke at a time, there are traces carved under the canopy of light snow.

There is light. Snowflakes are dyed as moonlight crumbs.

Broken. The breath that can be seen by the human eye returns to the heavens.

The shrine maiden finished writing the talisman. There are only two words.

"Hirori"

Hakurei is a charm, Borei is a technique, Hakuri is a person, Hakuri is a shrine, and Hakuri is a god.

The so-called, Bo Li its name.

-- The snow stopped.

The shrine maiden turned around and walked away. Behind her, the craftsman woke up slowly, looking dazed. It seems that he doesn't remember that he has walked between life and death.

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This is the border of Gensokyo, the starting point of the Hakurei Great Barrier.

There is a shrine here called Hakurei; There is a shrine maiden here, also named Hakurei.

The shrine maiden returned to her shrine and sat down in front of the doorway, guarding the empty shrine behind her and the empty money box beside her, doing nothing.

"Ah, I forgot to eat breakfast."

The shrine maiden patted her stomach and muttered to herself.

Then, sweeping the snow and looking at the sky, she waited for noon to come.

The shrine is not far from the village, because Gensokyo is not very big; The shrine is not close to the village, as there are many, many yokai lurking in the animal paths and forests. For the shrine maiden, the shrine was indeed close enough to the village that she could walk to breakfast; The village was indeed far away from the shrine, and she really didn't have the strength to go again.

The shrine is called Hakurei, and the Hakurei of Hakurei Shrine, the shrine maiden is also called Hakurei, but there is still the second half of her name, which is called Reimu.

Reimu of Hakurei Reimu.

It's just that, for Gensokyo, Boli is Borei, and Reimu is still Borei. For 100 years, 13 generations, it has been like this.

The so-called, Bo Li its name.

"Reimu~~"

However, someone is calling Reimu's name.

She looked back.

The shrine's Lamenho hole opens, and the blonde woman smiles.

"It's rare to wake up early, Reimu."

Yes, only this one...... No, only this youkai can hide Reimu's instincts.

She is not surnamed Hakurei, but she is Hakurei's neighbor, she is the guardian of Hakurei and the enemy of Hakurei, and she inherits with Hakurei's inheritance, or rather, ...... It is she who inherits the name of Boli.

"Oh, it's rare to be in the mood to cook, do you want to try our craft, Reimu?"

The shrine maiden thought for a moment and said, "No, I'm not hungry. ”

"Whew, that's sad! Little Lingmeng is not well-behaved......"

- "Reimu! I'm coming to play with you~~"

At this time, another voice came from the sky.

The same blonde hair, the same smiley face.

"Reimu, have you had breakfast?"

“…… Ah, not yet. ”

"Exactly. I had a weird tasting mushroom this morning...... Oops, isn't that purple? ”

Reimu looked at Marisa and smiled slightly.

- Under the name of Hakurei, Gensokyo meets shrine maidens again and again. Thirteen generations, more than 100 years. However, the shrine maiden is always the first time she meets Gensokyo. Reimu, of course.

Luckily, there are always people who meet a shrine maiden for the first time.

Therefore, Reimu likes to stay at his own shrine. Reimu's instincts have always been accurate, because her surname is Bori.

Then, she said to Marisa, "Well, let me taste it too." ”