The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Originally, we couldn't figure it out at all. You see, Takeya, the elder sister you know well, the ancestor miko Shizu, was born in Gensokyo and grew up in Gensokyo. All her bonds are in Gensokyo. Yes, then—why did she leave without saying goodbye eighteen years ago?"

Yakumo Murasaki struck at Takeya's gradually broken heart with a weird tone: "Who can convince her who has lived in Gensokyo all her life? All her friends have stayed in Gensokyo, so the only possibility is Gensokyo. Outsiders, but do you think outsiders can convince Jing to leave Gensokyo?"

"Ah uh."

Yakumo Murasaki's words were like a sharp knife that cut all Takeru's wishes into pieces. If it was nonsense, he could still deceive himself, but that was the doubt that existed from the beginning.

Yes, Shizune, who grew up as a miko in Gensokyo, had no reason to go to the outside world at all. Even if it was because she heard the secret of Hakurei miko, she had no reason to leave and go to that strange place alone.

Someone must have convinced her.

But who is it? Who can convince Shizuo to stay in Gensokyo with all her body and mind at that time?

The answer is - no one can do it.

Wu also knew his sister very well. After all, she was Jing who had taken care of him like a child for more than ten years. He knew very well how much she valued the bond.

The mission of Hakurei Miko has been deeply ingrained in her bones. Not even her companions in Gensokyo can convince her, let alone outsiders. Even if she really learns of the tragic fate of Hakurei Miko, she will not do such a thing.

If it were for Reimu, everything would still be possible, but that was eighteen years ago! At that time, Reimu hadn't even been born yet!

But everything had already happened, so Wuya had no reason to doubt the established facts.

And now, Yakumo Murasaki told him a certain guess——

"Now, you also know that, right? What kind of miko is Jing? So, Takeya, who do you think can convince her? She is willing in the outside world. There is no unwillingness at all, and no one can force her. , but there is one exception.”

His eyes slowly turned to Takeya, and Yakumo Murasaki's whisper was like a recurring nightmare: "It's you. If we remember correctly, Takeya, you who can cross time and space at will also have the power to control people's hearts, right? ?”

"Woo!"

That was a fatal blow.

The hole in Takeya's heart instantly expanded to the point that it almost swallowed him whole.

Along with the pain in his head, a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes. It was in Gensokyo eighteen years ago, when Shizuo was still a Hakurei miko.

Just like Adam, he appeared in Gensokyo wearing a night vision goggle as a mask on his head. He stole the body of Saigyou Yaoshita Yuuko in order to prevent himself from getting the weapon of sin in the future. Yuko's influence reveals her identity as a dragon god in advance.

Then, he caused a change and sealed the barrier of Gensokyo to drive away Murasaki. Finally, he came to Hakurei Shrine and met Shizune, who was a miko at the time.

"Ahhh."

Eclipsed syllables continued to come out of Takeya's mouth, forming a series of meaningless moans. He couldn't tell whether they were hallucinations produced after being stimulated or whether they were memories that had really happened.

However, Zi is right. If no one can convince Jing to leave Gensokyo, then possessing the weapon of sin seems to be the only possibility to persuade her to leave Gensokyo.

But, but this way.

"No one needs you. The so-called love and the so-called care are just a farce directed and performed by you. Wuye, think about it carefully. Those people who you think love you, how much they treat you." Is love real?"

The terrifying chain broke down all Wuye's defenses in an instant. Zi's words were just speculation, but when all possibilities fall towards that speculation, the speculation will become reality.

When what he believed to be reality turned into falsehood, Takeya's entire personality was shattered, and his outlines were deformed to the point of being unrecognizable.

It was he who manipulated Jing, so Jing would lend a helping hand to him when he was helpless at that time, and raise him like a child. Was all of this a play he directed and acted?

If Jing is like this, then where is the aunt?

Could he have done the same thing to his aunt? Otherwise, why would her aunt, whom even Elio couldn't take care of, take the initiative to take care of a nephew she had never met?

Fake—all, all fake?

The weapon of the mortal sin of lust.

It was a tool that had the power to manipulate people's hearts. He himself had already felt the power brought by that power. If everything was as Zi speculated, then how many people had he manipulated?

Maybe it’s not just Jing? Perhaps every friend he made was manipulated by the weapon of sin?

Whenever Takeya thought of a friend's name, there would be one more crack in his heart. Yakumo Zi opened her head, and Takeya watched his heart gradually become fragmented until he reached the abyss of collapse.

"Look, just like we said, Takeya, you have never been loved by anyone, and you have never loved anyone at all!!"

Yakumo Murasaki's face twisted at this moment, turning into a terrifying monster that wanted to devour Takeya.

That won't work.

because--

"I have."

the person I like.

Warm, elegant, very important to him, and even became the most important person because of Yuko's agreement. His greatest hope was that she could also be happy.

Freed from Yuko's sorrow, when one day in the future he solves the problem of Hakurei Miko, she may be able to truly show that comfortable smile, just like she did in front of Yuko a long time ago, and then, the three of them Let’s go and enjoy cherry blossoms together in the new spring day.

It wasn't just because of Yuko's request. From the moment he could understand the kindness of others, Takeya had extraordinary feelings for the gap monster. This feeling turned into a family-like feeling after Shizuo left. rely.

No matter what kind of difficulty she can solve for him, she will always stand behind him, maybe invisible, but the feeling of peace of mind will not disappear.

If it was for her, even if it was to fight that tyrant, he would not hesitate. For a while, Wu Ye even had such a bold idea.

It is precisely because of this thought that he has been working hard to endure the tearing pain until now, patience, patience, and desperate endurance.

If everyone has the possibility of being manipulated by the weapon of great crime, then Yakumo Zi, who has no soul, is the only object that cannot be manipulated.

Her love for herself is real.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that I have such dependence on her, such trust, and such emotions that cannot be expressed in words.

Pure love, love that cannot be denied, love that cannot be polluted.

Absolutely cannot be forgiven, absolutely cannot be tolerated.

He—absolutely cannot allow anyone to deny his efforts and love with clumsy excuses.

Who on earth endured such pain that life would be worse than death? lie? betray? Kill? Hatred? Things like that don't matter at all.

If it can't be recognized, it's better to kill it, so it doesn't matter if it's a lie, what he has is real.

"I have someone I like."

Takeya's body was like a puppet manipulated by strings. He put a blood-stained night vision device on his head, mistook the day for night, twisted forward, and his disgusting insect-like fingers climbed onto Yakumo's purple and white skin. Neck, the deepening red mark left on it.

"I have someone I like."

Wu Ye's hoarse throat seemed to be cut, and he made a painful trembling sound, and at the same time, his hands were more forceful.

In order to negate all her speeches, in order to prevent her from saying such a despairing speech again, in order to keep that mouth closed forever, the throat that makes the sound must be tightened desperately.

Takeya's veins popped out in his arms, and for the first time he used the ferocity of the enemy on one of his own. Even so, the sarcastic smile on Yakumo Purple's face did not disappear. Even though it was extremely difficult to breathe, she opened and closed. Mouth, still seemed to be trying to mock him.

This won't work.

She had to be shut up, everything had to end, otherwise all the hard work up to this day would be negated.

This won't work.

I can't allow this to happen. I don't want to be denied, so I can't deny it.

No matter what others do, it’s only you. Only you, you can’t deny me!

"Woo"

At this point, apart from surrendering everything to his body's instinct to go crazy, Wu can't think of any way to save himself. Who is the person in front of him? Is it Meili, is it Zi? Or who else?

"Ah, woo"

Wu Ye's consciousness was confused. He didn't understand what he was doing or why he was doing this, but it seemed that he could be saved in this way.

Ah, even if he is riddled with sins, he can be redeemed. What a wonderful thing it is. Hope is in his hands. Wu did not let go, but only worsened.

The only remaining reason has died, and the correct cognition has been shattered. What these ten fingers are holding is the most important existence to him, and it is also the meaning of his existence here. However, after witnessing all this, he Like a bystander.

It is not my fault.

But you who deny me are wrong.

Errors must be corrected.

So, I am not wrong.

The time that the human body can survive the destruction of monsters is usually described as short. The tears in the corners of Takeya's eyes continued to drip down his cheeks, but the smile that raised the corners of his mouth became more and more satisfied.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu——!!"

The miserable screams gradually turned into twisted madness, and Wu Ye could clearly feel that a living life was about to be deprived of him in his hands.

The last thing reflected in those bloodshot pupils was a strange monster, with a crazy and ugly appearance, and a disgusting aura of sin.

The reversed day and night was Takeya's way of deceiving himself, hiding behind that little mask, so that he seemed to be able to forget everything.

Until the light in the darkness was lit up again, and the familiar fist swung at him knocked off his self-deceiving mask.

"Stop it quickly, idiot. If this continues, Zi will really be strangled to death."

The red and white miko uniform looked old, and stubbornly put on a white coat over it, which seemed to show that she had never regretted the path she had chosen.

"sister"