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Chapter 728 Gentle, quiet light

The rain in Gensokyo is always unpredictable, just like the girl's mood.

In a season like midsummer, it is also intense and long.

Magic Forest, Wuyu Shop.

After Marisa came back from the human world, she had been sitting on the bench where she used to study magic. The room was cluttered with various props.

She hadn't felt anxious like this in a long time.

When was the last time you felt so depressed in your chest?

Marisa grabbed her collar and thought, and the sound of rain coming from the dense forest made her even more upset.

Ordinary human magicians stare at the magic stone on the table. Patchouli can use it to bloom with dazzling light easily.

But I am just an ordinary person, and I have no outstanding talents in the magic way. Even if I try my best, can I make this round stone shine like fireworks?

The chest feels stagnant, as if something is blocking it.

"Really, why do two of you have such high expectations for me? I'm not someone you can trust at all."

Marisa held the back of her head with her hands, leaned back, and the wide witch hat on her head fell to the ground.

"I...have nothing to look forward to at all."

Ever since she was a child, Marisa has clearly understood that genius exists objectively.

No matter how I chased them, I couldn't see their backs.

Even if you work hard and achieve results, others can achieve them effortlessly.

The stars she spent her whole body looking up at were only within her reach.

So unfair.

So, so sad.

Therefore, in this world of monsters, it is very hard to bear the expectations of others.

"Ahhh~~ Really, why does Marisa always want to be someone else? Marisa is Marisa, a unique and irreplaceable existence for me."

That day, Reimu said this while leaning on a broom under the torii gate of the shrine.

The breeze lifted the miko's hair. At that moment, an ordinary magician really felt that time had stood still, and the warm wind caressed his cheek.

Therefore, the magician lives happily and hard until now.

Except for the time spent playing with witches, magicians spend every second studying the magic way. Behind the scenes, they put in unimaginable efforts.

But she didn't want to chase anything, she just responded to the miko's expectations - because Marisa is Marisa.

Respond to such feelings and be your truest self.

That's all.

Kosuzu Motoi: ‘I’m looking forward to the fireworks tonight. ’

Sakuya Izayoi: ‘Just relax a little today. ’

Shemeimaru Wen: 'My speed should come in handy. ’

Their smiles flashed through Marisa's mind, and her face couldn't help but become even more bitter.

"Of course you are expecting it."

Marisa suddenly held the magic stone that was like a glass ball with all her strength. Crazy magic power poured in, until she opened her palms pantingly. She stared at the magic stone that only gave off a faint luster, "It's obviously filled with so much magic power, but it's... Is this the only light?"

boom!

His fist hit the table hard, and the force of the shock caused the magic stone placed on the table to bounce up and down slightly.

"hateful!"

"Sure enough, I can't do it with my strength!"

"What should I do..."

Instead of using magic stones, use magic bullets?

It does look a bit like fireworks, but isn't this just a trick to deceive oneself and others?

Everyone can do it, but it's not the same as fireworks.

But the explosion of the magic stone was close to fireworks.

It is a light that is not far different from previous summer festivals.

What Marisa wants is to give Reimu such a festival.

A summer firework similar to what I remember.

It is a gentle, quiet light.

...

Hakurei Shrine.

After Ye You left, the remaining three girls did not continue the game.

Reimu lay on the tatami, resting his elbows on his forehead, looking up at the ceiling.

Qiong knelt down in front of the low table and followed the example of Ye You before, skewering the colorful dumplings on the plate with bamboo skewers while humming the tune of "The Big Dumpling Family".

Kuang San lazily held his chin, his burgundy pupils staring deeply at the raining sky.

She hadn't been at peace like this for a long time.

We are about to find Honjo Erya. Through her, we can investigate the information about the origin elves.

The war may be coming, and my sad wish should soon come to an end.

Before that, at the very least, let me take a little break.

After this, if he dies, everything will stop.

What if you are still alive?

I'm a little confused and don't know where to go.

He shook his head vigorously, haha, really, why do I want to go so far?

In the evening, the heavy rain gradually stopped, but the sky was still covered with thick cumulonimbus clouds, and Gensokyo was washed clean and transparent.

The light was dim, and it seemed that only clean black and white remained between the sky and the earth.

Under the eaves of the back room of the main hall, Reimu leaned against the wooden pillars supporting the shrine, looking at the empty forest in Gensokyo after the rain.

"The rain finally stopped."

A familiar voice came from beside him, but Reimu was not surprised.

"Have you discovered it earlier?" the man said again.

"Your aura is too obvious." Reimu replied.

"Are you looking forward to it too?" Marisa asked.

"you guess."

Marisa sat down against the wooden railing behind the main hall, resting her chin on it, hesitating a little.

"that......"

The magician who always spoke fieryly seemed a little timid at this moment.

"This is all what I said to myself. I, it seems, I thought a little wrong. I thought I was doing this for 'one person'. I thought 'just make that person happy'."

The miko's eyes just stared straight ahead without any change, allowing the magician to talk to herself.

"However, there are far more than one person who is looking forward to this, which makes me realize more and more that human beings are indeed creatures eager to create memories.

And now, I'm a little scared again. "

Lingmeng was no longer silent, but she still didn't turn her head to look at her friend beside her. She said, "Although you seemed to be saying something irrelevant, the wind was too strong and I didn't hear you."

"......Yeah?"

Marisa stood up and walked towards the human world, "Then I'm leaving."

Reimu looked at Marisa's back on the wetland and said, "Can't we set off with a happy expression?"

Marisa stopped, turned around, and looked at the person who had been the most important to her since she was young. She lowered her head and avoided looking, "A sad face doesn't suit you."

"You can laugh if you want. I admit that I feel guilty right now." Marisa raised her broom and puffed out her chest and said, "I look like a loser now."

"The time is almost up, why don't you go quickly?"

The miko lowered her head and did not look into her eyes. This avoidant attitude made Marisa a little angry, "Ah, I know, I'll leave now, and don't come to me to complain again."

Marisa silently turned her back to Reimu and walked forward.

"I trust you!"

Reimu suddenly spoke, causing Marisa to pause.

"The success or failure of the festival is nothing more than trivial matters. It is enough to make it unforgettable. No matter what the result is, Marisa, as long as I implement your style to the end, I am willing to remember it in my heart. So, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Ah, the gentle, quiet light.

Just like the words that day.

Marisa suddenly felt her eyes brighten.

A smile appeared on her lips and she turned her head, "What else can I be dissatisfied with? I'll be right back."