Chapter 728: Gentle, quiet light

Chapter 728: Gentle, Quiet Light
The rain in Gensokyo, like the mood of a girl, is always unpredictable.
In a season like midsummer, it is also intense and long.
Magic forest, Wuyu shop.
After Marisa returned from the human world, she had been sitting on the bench where she used to study magic, and the various props in the room were messy.
It has been a long time since she feels like this anxiety.
When did you last feel so depressed in your chest?
Marisa grabbed her collar and thought, the sound of rain in the dense forest made her even more upset.
Ordinary human magic envoys stared at the magic stone on the table, and Paqiuli could use it to burst out a dazzling light with ease.
But I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't have any outstanding talents in the magic way. Even if I try my best, can I make this round stone shine like a firework?
The chest is blocked, as if it is blocked by something.
"Really, why do one or two have such great expectations of me? I am not someone you can trust at all."
Marisa hugged the back of her head with her hands, leaned back, and the wide witch hat on her head fell to the ground.
"I... there is nothing to expect at all."
Since childhood, Marisa has clearly realized that genius exists objectively.
No matter how chasing, they can't see their backs.
Even the results obtained through hard work can be achieved by others without much effort.
The stars she looked up all over her body were not within reach in her eyes.
It's unfair.
Too sad.
Therefore, in this monster's world, it is very hard to bear her expectations.
"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 so with a broom under the torii gate of the shrine.
The breeze lifted the witch's hair. At that moment, the ordinary magician really felt that time was still, and the warm wind stroked his cheeks.
Therefore, the magician lived very happily and worked very hard till now.
Except for the time to play with the witches, the magician spent every second on studying the magic way, and behind the invisible, he made efforts that ordinary people could not imagine.
But she didn't want to catch up with anything, just to respond to Miko's expectation-because Marisa is Marisa.
Respond to such feelings and be your truest self.
That's it.
Motoju: ‘I’m looking forward to the fireworks tonight. ’
Ikuyo Sakiya: ‘Just relax a little bit today. ’
Shotmeimaruwen: "My speed should be useful. ’
Their smiles flashed in Marisa's mind, and her face became even more bitter.
"Of course you are looking forward to it."
Marisa suddenly squeezed the magic stone like a glass ball, and crazy magic power poured in until she opened her palm out of breath. She stared at the magic stone that only exuded a faint luster, "Obviously, so much magic has been poured into Is there only this light?"
boom!
The fist hits the table hard, and the counter-shock force makes the magic stone on the table bounce and fall gently.
"hateful!"
"Sure enough, with my strength, can't it be done!"
"How do I call it good..."
Not using magic stones, but magic bullets?
It does look a bit like fireworks, but in this way, isn't it a trick of self-deception?
Everyone can do it, but this is not the same as fireworks.
The explosion of the magic stone was close to fireworks.
It is a light not far from the previous summer festivals.
What Marisa wanted was to give Reimu such a festival.
A summer fireworks similar to the memories.
It is a gentle, quiet light.
...
Hakurei Shrine.
After Ye You left, the remaining three girls did not continue the game.
Reimu was lying on the tatami with his elbows on his forehead, looking up at the ceiling.
Qiong kneels and sits at the low table, learning like Ye You before, stringing the colorful dumplings on the plate with bamboo sticks, humming the tune of "Duanzi Big Family" in his mouth.
Kuang San lazily supported his chin, and his wine-red pupils stared deeply at the raining sky.
She hasn't been at peace like this for a long time.
I'm about to find Erya in this article, through her you can investigate the information of Siyuan Elf.
The war may be coming, and my tragic wish should be coming to an end soon.
Before that, at least, let me have a little rest.
After this, if oneself dies, naturally everything will stop.
If you are still alive?
A little confused, I don't know where to go.
I shook my head vigorously, hehe, really, I, what do I want to do so far.
In the evening, when the heavy rain gradually stopped, the sky was still piled up with thick cumulonimbus clouds, and Gensokyo was washed and clear.
The light was dim, and there seemed to be only clean black and white colors left between the sky and the earth.
Under the eaves of the back room of the main hall, Reimu leaned back on the wooden stake supporting the shrine and looked at the empty forest in Gensokyo after the rain.
"The rain finally stopped."
A familiar voice came from his side, but Reimu was not surprised.
"Found it early?" the man said again.
"Your breath is too obvious." Reimu replied.
"Are you looking forward to it too?" Marisa asked.
"you guess."
Marisa leaned against the wooden railing behind the main hall and sat down, putting her chin on it, hesitating,
"That one......"
The magician, who has always spoken up and down, seemed a little cringed at this moment.
"It's all my talking to myself. I, I seem to be thinking a little wrong. I thought I was doing this for ‘one person’, I thought ‘just make that person happy’.

The witch's gaze just stared straight ahead without change, letting the magician talk to herself.
"However, there is far more than one person who is looking forward to this. It made me realize more and more that human beings are indeed creatures who desire to create memories.
Then, now, I'm a bit scared again. "
Reimu was not silent, but she still didn't turn her head to look at the friends around her. She opened her mouth and said, "Although you seem to be talking about something indistinct, I am too windy and I didn't hear it."
"......is it?"
Marisa stood up and walked towards the world, "Then I'm going."
Reimu looked at Marisa's back on the wet ground, "Can't we leave with a happy expression?"
Marisa stopped, turned around, and looked at the person who had become her most important since she was a child. She lowered her head and avoided her sight, "A sad look doesn't suit you."
"Laugh if you want to. I admit that I am very guilty now." Marisa raised her broom and puffed her chest up and said, "I look like a scumbag now."
"Time is almost here, don't you go hurry?"
The witch lowered her head and didn't look at her eyes. This avoidance gesture made Marisa a little angry, [Penquge 5200www.bqg5200.co] "Ah, I know, I will go now, don’t do it then. Come and complain to me again."
Marisa silently turned her back to Reimu and walked forward.
"I believe you!"
Reimu suddenly said, making Marisa's figure stop.
"The success and failure of the festival are just the minutiae. It is enough to be memorable. Regardless of the result, Marisa, as long as you implement your style to the end, I am willing to remember it. Then, do you have any dissatisfaction?"
Ah, a gentle, quiet light.
Just like the words of that day.
Marisa suddenly felt her eyes brighten up.
A smile was raised at the corner of her mouth, and she turned her head to the side, "What else can be dissatisfied. I will go back."