“Of course, Yukari-sama. I understand now.”
Yukari smiled, adjusting Reimu’s bow so it sat perfectly straight. “To protect the strong. To cull the humans who would disrupt our peace.”
The first yelp of confusion from the village market would come only a minute later.
The bell above the Hakurei Shrine’s donation box hadn’t rung in weeks. Not that Reimu had noticed. She stood in the courtyard, her crimson bow hanging askew, her eyes fixed on a single, swirling purple sigil that floated before her.
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“Of course, Yukari-sama. I understand now.”
Yukari smiled, adjusting Reimu’s bow so it sat perfectly straight. “To protect the strong. To cull the humans who would disrupt our peace.”
The first yelp of confusion from the village market would come only a minute later.
The bell above the Hakurei Shrine’s donation box hadn’t rung in weeks. Not that Reimu had noticed. She stood in the courtyard, her crimson bow hanging askew, her eyes fixed on a single, swirling purple sigil that floated before her.
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