"Is it an intruder?"

Pache was silent, this was her home turf, surrounded by magic books, although most of them were gone, but once she attacked, the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion, Remilia. Scarlet and Sixteen Nights Sakuya will be the first to arrive, but it is more troublesome for the other party to control the ability of the gap.

"Even you have forgotten me" The girl is a little lonely, the only person who can think of her in this Gensokyo may be this Patchouli, the other party's current appearance is not a welcome to relatives and friends, not an enemy.

"What are you doing here?"

Pache didn't believe that the other party had come to the door so easily, and she also saw that the girl's back was wrapped in a dark blue cloth with a strange thing, and her face became even more gloomy when she saw this.

That's definitely Yakumo's arm, what the hell did she dig it out for?

This thing is a taboo in Gensokyo, and the monsters in Gensokyo know one thing, Yakumo Purple is dead, and she also knows that this is just to appease the anger of the dragon, and the incident of three months ago is still vivid.

"Do you know about this book?"

The girl touched the dark book and threw it to Pache without thinking about it, she knew what this meant, as long as Pache did something to this book, then she could only admit it, but she was gambling, betting that Pache also hid some secrets in it, and she was also betting on Pacully's hands and feet on this book.

"This book" is really Pache is also quite fond of books, including this book that is extremely comfortable to the touch, the patterns on it and the special magic that emanates, she has not seen it in other books, but she is wary of the girl with vigilant eyes, which makes the girl very embarrassed.

As if she had been mistaken for some strange monster, the girl simply sat down in another chair in Pache that she remembered that there was a book she hadn't finished reading yet. I opened the page where the bookmark was still on it, and I began to read it with a sense of self-satisfaction, and I directly regarded the library as my home.

Pache was also a little surprised, this monster seemed to enjoy it more than her, and the courage to show her back to strangers that even Kazami Yuka or Yakumo Murasaki couldn't do.

But for this inexplicable intruder, Pache was even more interested in the strange book in her hand, because she felt a magic in the book, which made her hands tremble, and when she opened the first page, she saw a line of flowery characters, which she was very familiar with and had experienced at the end of the eighteenth century. She still likes the kind of heavy text that is permeated with the pursuit of society.

It's just a lot of fancy, Pachouli touched the ink on it, and suddenly as if she saw something incredible, her pupils instantly dilated dozens of times.

——Patchouli.Knowledge

- Pache Rich. Norregi

It couldn't be, but it was all herself, or the blue ink she was used to, the signature on the title page and the sentence, it was exactly her style, but she didn't remember writing such a sentence at all. And the book in her hand has never been touched at all in her impression, these things are certain, but what is the book going on?

For the first time, Pache felt a sense of powerlessness, combined with the inexplicable familiarity with the book. It seems to be vaguely aware of something.

"What the hell are you here for?" Pache closed the book, sat down across from the girl, and scanned the girl's body up and down, feeling more and more that the girl seemed to be full of intimacy. But she didn't know who the other party really was, and this feeling of aggrieved made her unbearable, and she wanted to investigate the secret thoroughly.

Looks like. The girl's dress was carefully designed, especially the bow on the purple ribbon on the other party's head, and Pache looked at the missing bow on her skirt again, and her face was a lot stranger.

"Is there any black tea? Black tea with cookies and of course cake is even better. "The girl reads the book so intoxicated, the last time I put it here, I almost forgot that there is a very interesting detective story, so much so that I want to travel back to Gensokyo in the other world to take such a set of books to read.

"Patchouli is embarrassed, has the girl in front of her forgotten that she is an intruder? She looks like a master more than herself, and people who don't know still think she's a master, and she's a trainee maid who can't do things.

"Oh, by the way, do you see something?" The girl stuck her head out of the book and blinked, trying to see if Patchouli had seen anything inside.

"Where did you get this book?" Patchouli didn't answer directly, but just felt that the book was important and important to her, like a relative.

From the way Pachouli hugged the book, the girl smiled bitterly: "This book is my essence"

It was also written above that Patchouli was the owner of the book, but now Patchouli had forgotten everything about the book, and Patchouli didn't remember that she once owned the book.

"This book is important to me"

Pache said, then stunned, staring wide-eyed at the girl's wry smile.

Looking at the book in her hand, Patchouli quickly stood up, walked to the door to set up a magic circle, closed the curtains, and looked very nervous.

Seeing that the girl also thought that Patchouli was going to riot and throw spell cards.

"Speaking of which, no one's body is out there," the girl said jokingly, but Patchouli's nervous expression let her know that it seemed that this matter could be saved, but her expression was very nervous, as if she was afraid of someone peeping.

Could things have taken a turn for the better? Maybe Patchouli saw something strange in it?

The girl put down the book, rolled up her skirt, and listened nervously to Pache next sentence.

"You're not a monster from this world, or maybe this book is also from another world."

Patchouli seemed to say something that made her unacceptable, but it was nothing, she also knew in the ocean of knowledge that this world was not alone, there were parallel worlds, but she didn't care about these things, but remembered the materials of some people who didn't see in the library.

There is information about the other world, although Patchouli only saw a piece of paper when she was cleaning, and it was not strange that there was a paper in the library, but the content on it was not simple.

Groping around for a moment on a shelf, finding a yellowed letter from inside a thick book, she tried to be as careful as she could, as if she was afraid of something.

Maybe she wrote the letter.

If so, everything will be unraveled. (To be continued......)