Two young girls who suddenly appeared in the Lost House. It's not good to just make Orange feel full.

Red-and-white and black-and-white falling from the sky. Although he didn't know their true identities, Orange seemed to have heard similar characters vaguely mentioned in the mouth of Lord Blue......

All in all, she didn't make a good impression.

Because when Lord Lan mentions red and white or black and white, he always looks distressed with a slight frown. It seems to be two very troublesome guys.

When I saw it today, it really deserved its name. Orange, who eavesdropped on the conversation between the two with his sensitive hearing as a demon cat, was already shocked into a cold sweat because of the gradually dangerous conversation.

And when she heard the unlucky black and white Tian shamelessly laugh and say "the plunder begins", the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

Orange pondered for a long time, but he never felt that there was anything in the Lost House that was worth the effort of others to plunder. But even a young fellow like her knew that it was impossible to convince the robbers with such words.

…… I always feel that the future is bleak.

Orange's heart couldn't help but worry about her next fate, but she soon realized the change in the atmosphere in the air.

The fluffy beast ears moved slightly, and Orange suddenly noticed that the two who were still talking just now suddenly stopped talking, and the surroundings had become quite quiet.

…… Only the steady breathing of the two of them seemed to prove that the two still existed. But what is it that makes black and white and red and white stop talking?

Orange had a bad feeling in his heart. As a demon beast, she is still very accurate in terms of intuition.

However, this is not the way to go. She couldn't help but poke her head out quietly and looked at the red, black and white.

Red-and-white and black-and-white still stand in place, on the path of the Lost House. If you want to say anything different from what you just said...... That is, their eyes are fixed on their direction......

No, they're just staring at themselves!

Realizing this fact, Orange instinctively backs away. Unfortunately, this came a little too late.

"It's too slow!"

The red and white shrine maiden roared in a powerful voice. She rushed at the demon cat as if she had spotted some enemy.

No matter how optimistic she is, looking at her appearance will not be to get close to the other party.

And the black and white magician also followed, with an aura that was not inferior to that of the witch.

Looking at the menacing enemy, Orange couldn't help but lose color in fright, and hugged his head violently.

"--Lord Lan!"

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"So...... The plunder begins!"

With that, Marisa strode towards the rows of unoccupied houses. Looking at her confident and relaxed appearance, it seems that the next thing to do is just a light little thing that can be caught at hand.

Considering the empty environment, she wasn't too wrong with that.

But Reimu Hakurei doesn't think so.

She stretched out her slender right hand, and she was already firmly gripping Marisa's right shoulder like an iron arm. The girl who had just walked out of the two steps was stunned and dragged back without even a trace of shaking.

"What are you doing?!"

Dragged back, Marisa slapped Reimu's right hand away and looked at Reimu with eyes that looked like she had swallowed a fly.

When it comes to talking, as long as the person who blocks the path of the avenue Marisa, Marisa will not give him any good face.

"You're just swaggering to loot?"

Although Marisa's eyes are very unkind, Reimu's gaze is not very friendly. Her slanted gaze already explained what was going on in her heart at the moment.

"What? Isn't it possible? There's no one here! It's an endless treasure trove waiting for me to dig up!"

This time, Marisa wasn't swayed by Reimu's disdainful gaze. Instead, they argue according to their own reasoning.

However, her reasoning seems to be a bit problematic.

At least to Reimu, it's a bit of a problem logically. In Marisa's mouth, it seemed as if everything in the rows of houses in this lost house could be easily moved out without worrying about anything.

…… If there is really no one here, it is indeed possible to be so taboo-free. But not now.

"Not a single one? I don't think so."

「…… What do you mean?"

Marisa is often impulsive, but she's not a reckless person. Hearing Reimu's meaningful rhetorical question, she immediately understood.

This time, however, Reimu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture.

Marisa couldn't help but raise her thin eyebrows, but before she could ask Reimu about it, she realized that the girl's gaze had changed.

That kind of sharp and calm gaze can only be found in hunters who lock on to their prey.

Maybe Reimu has discovered something hidden. Marisa finally realizes this fact.

She never thought that her perception could be compared to Reimu, although it was not unlearned magic such as seeking enemies, but Reimu as a witch always seemed to be better than her in this regard.

Maybe it's because shrine maidens who serve the gods can get inspiration from the apocalypse, but what puzzles Marisa the most is that the Hakurei Shrine has never sacrificed to any gods, so where does the revelation come from?

This incident is still unknown. However, she didn't have to find out the truth at this moment, and let go of some doubts. She followed Reimu's gaze.

It was a large house in this deserted village, but at first glance it seemed to be no different. The place Reimu was staring at was the half-open sliding door.

「…………」

「…………」

At the same time, the two of them remained silent and saluted at the place for more than a dozen breaths, and there was no movement at all. Marisa looked at Reimu with a little confusion.

I saw that the witch still maintained a calm and unflawed expression, and it seemed that she was extremely confident in her judgment, without a trace of wavering.

Of course, Marisa's patience won't be exhausted in just a dozen seconds. If her personality was really as impatient as this, then her demonic cultivation would definitely not have achieved what she is today.

Even if at first glance it seems to be vigorous and fiery -- or so it is. However, Marisa's dedication should not be underestimated, and without this dedication, she would not be a magician today.

It's just that although she has the nature of not giving up easily, it doesn't mean that the girl won't have any distractions in the process of persistence. In this regard, she is probably far inferior to Hakuri Reimu.

In this short waiting process, her mind has fluctuated slightly. That's why his eyes glanced at Reimu, but seeing such a shrine maiden, Marisa's heart suddenly rose a little emotionally.

…… The funny thing is that the girl herself doesn't understand what she is feeling.

Marisa Misa probably won't know. Waiting is one of the things that Hakurei Reimu is good at.

――――At this time, she noticed that Hakuri Reimu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Marisa quickly turned her head to look, only to see a brown phantom behind the sliding door, as if something was hurrying out of there.

No matter what guy it is, it's the right choice. In the face of the shrine maidens of Paradise and the black and white magicians, there are only a handful of characters in this land who can confront the two heads-up.

It's just that...... Sometimes the right choice doesn't necessarily work.

"It's too slow!"

Reimu let out a roar, and before she could finish speaking, she was already speeding out at a speed that Marisa couldn't match.

For Marisa, Reimu, who has completed all of her physical training, has athletic abilities that she can't match even if she uses magic to amplify herself. Although the shrine maiden is already at the monster level in terms of spiritual power, it is a pity that it is also the same in terms of athletic ability.

But Marisa wasn't discouraged at all in this regard. She followed Reimu's back, and she didn't let go of it.

…… In the meantime, she faintly heard a childish shout, but it was probably an illusion.