My strongest fairy intern, Cirno, attempted to stop and interview Reimu, you know, the miko? On her investigation of the Scarlet Mist. Unfortunately, during the customary Danmaku, Cirno sadly got a literal brain freeze and is now an ice sculpture. Daiyousei has picked her up and is bringing her back to defrost.
Daiyousei, my most sensible fairy, informs me that there is a mansion on an island in the middle of the Misty Lake. It appears that this Scarlet Mist is the newcomer’s way of saying hello to us. Hello to you, Mysterious Mansion in Misty Lake, we welcome you and your Scarlet Mist, shielding us from the Sun’s deadly laser.
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The broadcast was useful, Marisa Kirisame, Ordinary Witch, thought.
Dressed in a black dress and a white apron, her black witch’s hat made it quite obvious what her occupation was even to the most idiotic. Her mannerisms were anything, but witchy though. Slouched, lax, seemingly undisciplined, Marisa Kirisame sat sidesaddle on her flying broomstick, racing towards the mansion with a madcap grin.
She seemed more like a yankee delinquent about to get into a fight than a mysterious witch, but Marisa liked her aesthetic.
She was quite grateful to the broadcast though. Without it, she’d be searching for Rei-- where the incident was a lot longer. Before that, Marisa had been kind of just... hovering around Hakurei Shrine trying to figure out where Reimu was, but then the broadcast announced not only where Reimu was, but also where the center of the incident was.
It was kind of fun too. She giggled a bit at the thought of how the bores at the Human Village were reacting. She bet most of them were running around like chickens, trying to plug their ears with crap to escape the voice.
“Stop!”
Marisa pitied them. They were so strange to be content just… wallowing in that village. She got that Yokai were scary and all, but what kind of life was that!? Just farming and waiting and buying crap, she just didn’t get it. Every day was an adventure and even now, Marisa was flying on a broomstick on her way to fight something big! It was awesome being herself and Marisa wouldn’t have it any other way..
“Heeeey!”
Speaking of… She grinned and did a loop-de-loop before leaning into the broom for extra speed. Flying was one of her favorite parts about being a witch.
Just as she was about to hit max speed, she had to dive when several ice chunks appeared mid-air before her. Pinching her nose, she pulled her broom out of the dive to hover in the air.
Turning around, Marisa saw an icy-winged fairy with short blue hair hovering. Cirno, Fairy of Ice and self-proclaimed strongest, huffed and wheezed, “You… Finally… *whew* stopped.”
“Ugh,” Marisa groaned, “I don’t have time to fight with you! Ze~!” She had heard that annoying voice a while ago, but she had been fervently ignoring it. She didn’t want to have a Danmaku battle when she could be beating Reimu in resolving this incident.
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“I don’t want to fight with you! I’m the Strongest!” Cirno shouted despite the fact that she was only a meter away from Marisa. Crossing her arms under her chest, she grinned cockily, “I just need to ask you where you’re going, so I can tell Dai what’s going on so she can tell Boss-man what’s going on!”
“I’m going to fix the Scarlet Mist! Ze~,” Marisa spat out. She aimed her mini-hakkero. Fairies were stupid and she probably wouldn’t like that answer, so Marisa prepped herself for a--
“Oh, the mansion,” Cirno sighed, frowning. Pointing a thumb behind her shoulder, Cirno began fluttering off, “Ugh, well, that’s boring. It’s right behind me.”
...That wasn’t usual. Fairies were hot-headed little things and were always up for a fight. Marisa then blinked twice. Was she seriously complaining about not having to fight a Danmaku battle she didn’t even want to get into? She decided to just accept things as it was.
“Uhh... Okay?” Marisa shrugged and flew past her before stopping. “Wait, I thought you got frozen.” She specifically remembered hearing that in the broadcast.
“I did!” Cirno smiled,“Dai got me out and I’m all better now!”
“...Okay,” Marisa had many questions and decided not to pursue any of them.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” Cirno smiled as she flew off, “Boss is probably going to get annoyed since he wanted to make sure I was okay. He’s silly like that.”
This was… weirder than usual. Fairies weren’t supposed to be reasonable. For lack of anything better to respond with, Marisa said, “Have fun?”
“I am!” Cirno grinned, placing her hands on her hips, “I’m a reporter of the Gensokyo Transmission Association, after all.”
Marisa couldn’t help but laugh, “What are you now? A Crow Tengu!?”
“No? I’m a fairy,” Cirno frowned, “You’re not very smart, are you? You should study the differences between tengu and fairies if you’re confused about that.”
Marisa gaped as Cirno dashed off, trailing a long, “Byyyyyyyyyyye!”
Blinking twice, Marisa struggled to process that last exchange. Did a Fairy just insult her? And successfully? ...What in the Master Spark just happened?
Shaking her head, Marisa pushed past her confusion and began flying to the Mansion. She had an incident to solve and Reimu to beat.
Still… Organized fairies? That seemed… problematic. Marisa decided not to think about the implications of a shadowy voice controlling a bunch of fairies. She wanted to write it off as a funny joke, but…
The broadcast was useful, but it seemed just a tad bit scary now.
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Ah, please wait a moment, an independent Fairy from the Garden of the Sun has a message for me.
...Hmmm… Yes… Indeed… How? ...Tell her thank you for contacting me and not immediately killing me.
That was a message from Yuuka Kazami, Flower Master of the Four Seasons, with a message informing me that flowers need sunlight and that if her flowers die, I and whoever killed her flowers will too. She did not expand on how. I would like to formally request the owner of the Mysterious Mansion in Misty Lake to stop exuding the Scarlet Mist as I like being alive.
Failing that, I pray that Reimu, you know, the miko? Quickly resolves this incident. She has already slipped past the sleeping sentry, a red-haired Chinese Girl and is currently in a library, fighting a librarian and her succubus.
I know booklovers hate the stereotype of being lust filled, but they should really stop summoning demons of lust as their secretaries if they wish to break away from it. Granted, Gensokyo really only has one librarian, but that’s enough to set precedent.
By the way, I would like to take this moment to say that the flowers in the Garden of the Sun are NOT TOUCHABLE. I repeat, do not TOUCH the flowers. You may smell and look, but you may not TOUCH the flowers. Do not SPEAK of TOUCHING the flowers.Do not THINK of TOUCHING the flowers. Do not DREAM of TOUCHING the flowers.
Thank you.