Stardew Valley of Gensokyo

Kamishirasawa Keine muttered something, took a step forward, wrapped her arms around Mokou, and gently rested her chin on her shoulder.

The white hair has a distinct, milky fragrance.

This is probably the scent of the shampoo I used when I took a shower yesterday.

Mokou flinched; such intimate contact was still not quite what she was used to.

"Hey, Keine..." Mokou turned her head and said embarrassedly.

"Don't move, just lean against me for a bit."

“…”

Mokou's cheeks turned bright red, and she couldn't say a word.

Pong!

The door was pushed open violently.

A member of the guard rushed in, looking nervous.

"Captain Mokou! There's a problem at the festival!"

"What!?"

Mokou instantly regained her composure, stood up from her chair, and looked sharply at her teammates.

Kamishirasawa Keine quietly took a step back, putting her hands behind her back.

......

"Selling candied hawthorns! Delicious candied hawthorns, only one penny a skewer!"

The middle-aged man at the stall next door was enthusiastically promoting his candied hawthorns to passersby.

The candied hawthorn berries have a glistening, translucent skin and a bright red kernel; their deliciousness is evident to the naked eye.

So the middle-aged man's business is very good, and passersby often stop to buy a skewer of candied hawthorn.

Meanwhile, the takoyaki stall next door, run by Akina Zeya, seemed rather deserted.

Unlike the enthusiastic middle-aged men who were hawking their wares, Akina Ze simply sat quietly on his own small stool at the market, neither calling out nor promoting his wares. He would only get up from his stool when a customer came to inquire.

Although the small stools are provided by the market for stall owners to rest on, not many stall owners would want to sit on them to rest.

After that incident, Akina Ze didn't want to continue running the stall, but because of the system mission, he forced himself to continue.

Because he was motivated by the desire to complete the task rather than by his own initial intention to set up a stall, Akina Sawa wasn't very enthusiastic and just wanted to finish the task and go home as soon as possible.

"Hey kid, cheer up! What's a man like you looking so gloomy? Hahaha!"

The enthusiastic middle-aged man had been sitting on a stool to rest at some point. Seeing Akina Zeya looking worried next to him, he decided to offer some words of comfort.

Akina Sawa could only shake his head with a wry smile in response.

The joys and sorrows between people are not the same.

"Look over there!"

"real or fake!?"

"Is that where the Moriya Shrine exhibition hall is located?"

A few gasps suddenly came from the crowd, and the crowded flow of people began to move.

Like the receding tide, those who know and those who don't are all swept up in this surging tide, moving towards their predetermined destination.

This is simply the inevitable trend.

In a short period of time, the street where Akina Zeya's stall was located had become sparsely populated with passersby.

But this is good too, at least I can have some free time again.

Akina Ze shook his head and sat down on the stool with greater peace of mind.

The middle-aged man on the side, however, became restless.

At this moment, joy and sorrow became intertwined, even though they were not the same thing.

.....

"Sanae, strike a pose you like."

Kawashiro Nitori spoke to Sanae, who was piloting Hisouten Nobunaga in the cockpit, via walkie-talkie.

"How about this?"

Mech pilot Sanae Higashiya gripped the control stick and pushed it forward as intended.

Amidst the gasps of the crowd, the enormous Mysterious Heaven began to move.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sounds of machinery colliding, the clanging of gears.

His hands slowly crossed, striking the armor on his chest with a terrifying metallic clanging sound.

"Ooooooo! Long live Hidden Heaven! Long live the giant humanoid robot!"

The crowd became excited.

......

Chapter 78 Sanae is very hardworking

"We're sure we'll be able to collect a lot of faith this time, right?"

Sanae Toukatani, sitting in the cramped cockpit, wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Kappa Heavy Industries' products are all like this; they relentlessly pursue the perfection of the mecha, completely disregarding the pilot's gratitude.

Despite its incredibly advanced technology, the cockpit of the Feixiangtianze doesn't even have an air conditioner.

It's still the tail end of summer, and the daytime temperature is still very high, making the cockpit unexpectedly unbearable.

But it's all worth it.

Sanae Kochiya looked at the cheering crowd through the small window on Hisouten's chest and felt very happy.

As more and more people gather, so too will the number of beliefs increase.

With this replenishment, the two gods should be able to hold on for a long time, right?

Sitting in the cockpit, Sanae Tokachi looked at the crowd and clenched her slender fists.

The word "god" represents omnipotence and the highest level of power.

Kanako and Kamoko are gods. Perhaps they were once omnipotent, but now they are gods on the verge of disappearing.

In ancient times, unenlightened people believed in gods, and fanatics were even willing to give up everything for the gods.

And this is the source of the gods' power, the source of their omnipotence.

Gods are born from faith.

Nowadays, people have become intelligent and can do things that only gods could do in the past.

If even ordinary people can do it, then what is the point of having gods?

Therefore, the number of people who believe in gods gradually decreased, and eventually, they died out.

A god who loses faith loses his power.

Under this trend, some gods chose to go with the flow and eventually returned to the world, disappearing quietly. But at the same time, some gods were unwilling to disappear in obscurity and chose to rise up in resistance.

But... it's all in vain.

The world is like flowing water, vast and mighty, an inevitable trend.

Resistance is nothing more than a pebble dropped into a long river; the ripples it creates will disappear without a trace in an instant.

Whether willing or unwilling, in the end, it's nothing more than a wisp of smoke in the universe.

However, even when the trend is overwhelming, there are occasional oversights.

To completely isolate oneself from the outside world and enter a secluded place where one is unaffected.

This is what Kanako and Suwako did.

But this is nothing more than a prolongation of life.

Having lost most of their power, they were nothing more than tiny candles about to go out, unable to withstand even the slightest storm.

Now that most of the known gods have disappeared, they have actually come to terms with it.

But one person firmly disagreed and was willing to resist the trend to the end.

She is Sanae Kochiya, the last of the Kazeburi.

She was willing to do anything to gather faith.

You don't need to pay for completing other people's requests; all you need to do is offer your faith to the Moriya Shrine.

And this time, Hisoutensoku is probably due to the same reason.

To attract the attention of the crowd, so as to facilitate proselytizing.

Even if 99 out of 100 people don't believe, as long as one out of the 100 people who are attracted develops faith.

For Sanae Kochiya, who had been busy for a long time, it was all worthwhile.

"By offering incense to the Moriya Shrine, you may have the chance to receive this 1:100 scale official Hisoutensoku figure!"

"Don't just think about it, take action!"

"One stick of incense can be smoked once!"

Kawashiro Nitori, who was invited with nine cucumbers, used a megaphone to promote the incense sales package that Sanae had prepared in advance to the gathering crowd.

A highly realistic figurine is the focus of Sanae Kochiya's plan to acquire faith.

After seeing the real Hisoutensoku's handsome and exhilarating figure, how can one suppress the restlessness in their heart?

Without a doubt, those are highly realistic figurines that you can take home.

"Give me two sticks of incense!"

"I want ten! I want ten consecutive draws!"

"Who do you think you are? I'll take all 100!"

Those in the crowd who were drawn to the giant humanoid robot went completely crazy.

They emptied their wallets, all in hopes of winning their favorite Hisoutensoku figure.

Love me, love my dog; that's the gist of it all.

Sanae Kochiya's plan is already halfway to success.

The incense prepared in advance sold out immediately, and those who couldn't buy any lamented their loss.

Just as the lucky winner who had purchased the incense was about to enter the lottery.

Kawashiro Nitori placed the box containing the raffle tickets behind her, preventing the crowd from touching it.

"You must personally light all the incense sticks before you can smoke."

"Isn't it?"

"How can this be..."

The crowd sighed and complained.

But Kawashiro Natsumi's attitude was firm, and there was nothing that could be done.

To win the figure you want, it's worth it, even if it means waiting for the incense to burn completely.

This is what robot enthusiasts think.

As a result, the exhibition hall in front of Moriya Shrine suddenly became a chaotic mess.

The smoke from the lit incense gathered together and transformed into a huge cloud of blue light, soaring upwards.

Is this really a good idea...?