Stardew Valley of Gensokyo

So, I'm sorry everyone.

orz.

I am truly sorry to all the readers who have supported us all along.

If nothing unexpected happens, this book will indeed be updated weekly.

(T_T)

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Ordinary Preparations

On a small hill somewhere.

A huge rock spanned across it, and Akina Ze was squatting on it, occasionally sneezing.

"yawn!"

Akina Ze also rubbed his nose and said.

"Marisa, that's enough! Why did you have to come here?!"

Akina Ze was sitting peacefully at home when Marisa suddenly kicked the door open, grabbed him, and they sped off to this nameless hill.

"Didn't I say that this big rock is the famous Inspiration Stone of the Human Village?" Marisa said, holding a book in her hands.

"If you stay long enough, inspiration will come like a tidal wave."

"But I've been here for ages and I haven't thought of anything. Have you been scammed?"

Akina Ze's throat was trembling from the cold.

"Impossible!" Marisa shook her head. "Normally, if I encounter a bottleneck in my mushroom research, coming here for a while usually yields results."

"If it weren't for the tight schedule of this manzai competition, I wouldn't have brought you here."

"...Didn't you just say this place is famous for its inspiration stones...?" Akina Sawa was also speechless.

"Uh..." The fabricated lie was immediately exposed, and even Marisa's cheeks flushed slightly. "Just know that it works, don't worry about anything else."

"Hmm~"

Having decided not to waste any more time, Akina Sawa casually agreed and took a few more steps toward Marisa.

He had just become somewhat curious about the book that Marisa was flipping through from time to time.

Marisa doesn't read books in front of him, completely behaving like a girl who doesn't like reading.

She was so engrossed in reading today that even Akina Sawa couldn't help but become curious about the book in her hands.

The Self-Cultivation of a Manzai Comedian

The nine large, gold-embossed characters are clearly displayed on the pages.

Akina Sawa was speechless.

He had assumed that Marisa was just sitting on the sidelines slacking off and that he was the only one putting in the effort, but he hadn't expected that she was also working hard for the group.

This is unexpected, Akina Sawa shook his head with a click of his tongue.

Why are you shaking your head?

Marisa also noticed that Akina Sawa was shaking his head at her, so she looked up and asked.

"I just feel that Marisa is a little too quiet today, unlike the Marisa I usually see."

Akina Ze also spoke the truth.

He genuinely felt that Marisa today was a completely different person from before.

It's like the difference between a literary girl and an athletic girl.

The quiet, literary girl exudes a profound and weighty aura from books, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.

In contrast, athletic girls exude boundless energy, which makes them incredibly vibrant and energetic.

These two types are completely unrelated.

But today, Akina Sawa also saw a completely different side of Marisa in her.

This feeling is somewhat familiar.

Akina Sawa also discovered that he saw a bit of Alice in Marisa.

"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

Marisa, of course, had no idea what Akina Sawa was thinking and assumed he was mocking her, so her tone immediately turned sour.

"Of course! It just feels a bit novel."

Akina Sawa simply smiled at this.

"Hmph! There are many aspects of me you haven't seen!"

Marisa realized that Akina Sawa was actually praising her, so she turned her head away and replied with a slight blush on her face.

Sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere, Akina Ze quickly seized the opportunity to say:

"Oh right, Marisa, can I go now?"

"No way!" Marisa rolled her eyes, instantly dispelling the awkward atmosphere.

"Uh, but I really can't think of anything."

Akina Sawa also said with a troubled expression.

If this cold wind really does bring inspiration, just like Marisa said, then that's quite nice.

But Akina Ze only felt his hands and feet were ice cold all over his body, and even pulling his hands into his sleeves couldn't stop the speed at which the cold wind was invading.

"Marisa, why don't you come and think about it on this big rock too?"

It was so cold that Akina Sawa decided to call Marisa over to enjoy the cold air with her.

"I can't figure it out!"

"If you can't think of anything, then think of something!"

"But I can't figure it out!"

"Aren't you a magician?!" Akina Ze retorted angrily.

"No means no, even being a mage won't help!" Marisa exclaimed anxiously.

"I can come up with a ton of recipes for mushroom potions with my eyes closed, but I can't think of this one!"

"Sigh~" Akina Ze sighed as he looked at the guy in front of him.

Even though I was the one who started it, you should at least be of some use to me!

"Marisa, did you learn anything from that book?"

Akina Sawa also plans to start from a different angle.

"No," Marisa replied immediately.

"... "

With no other option, Akina Ze could only muster his strength, squat down on the rock, and rack his brains.

Marisa also quickened her pace.

Although Akina Sawa also suspected that she was just flipping through the pages for fun, since reading ten lines at a glance was nothing special.

If we rely solely on Marisa, we might not even get a single grain of rice.

After a while, the sun gradually sank in the west.

Akina Ze also felt that not only were his hands and feet cold, but even his heart rate seemed to be slowly decreasing.

If this continues, am I going to kick the bucket?

"Marisa, I can't go on anymore. Let's think about it together next time."

As he spoke, Akina Ze slowly raised his waist. He had been squatting for too long, and the intense pain from raising his waist all at once was unbearable.

"It hasn't been that long! Look at the time, Remy hasn't even gotten up yet!"

"...Miss Remilia only gets up at night, do you expect me to stay up all night..." Akina Ze grinned and complained.

"If only you had thought of that sooner!"

Marisa clicked her tongue and squatted down next to Akina Zeya.

It's not that simple...

Akina Ze also quietly moved a few steps to the side, giving Marisa enough space.

"Master Akina..."

"Marisa..."

The two spoke almost simultaneously, then stopped at the same time.

The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.

Marisa kept her head down, flipping through the pages of her book without saying a word.

Helpless, Akina Sawa rubbed his nose. The topic he'd originally intended to discuss had been interrupted, so he said, "Marisa, where did you get this book? The cover looks old..."

"Phew~" Marisa seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and jumped up from the boulder. "I borrowed this book from Patchouli."

"You know what, Patchouli's library really has everything," Marisa said proudly, patting the book in her hand. "They can even find books like this."

…Why does Marisa talk about it like it's her own home, with such a proud tone…?

But if even miscellaneous books like these exist, then surely cookbooks and similar items must also be included?

Akina Ze also inexplicably thought of this possibility, rubbed his hands together, and said to Marisa with shining eyes, "Marisa, why don't you go and borrow a few cookbooks from Patchouli for me?"

"Ah this..."

Marisa scratched her nose, looking a little embarrassed.

Actually, Patchouli seemed genuinely angry after she stole the book from the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and she patched up the flaws overnight.

Marisa still hasn't found the next intersection.

Even so, Marisa didn't want to damage her image in her master's eyes, so she patted her already unremarkable chest and said, "Leave it to me, da ze!"

Chapter Twenty-Nine: An Ordinary Day

"Whoo~"

With a long sigh, Akina Ze slumped into the rocking chair and read the newspaper spread out in his hands.

Shocking! The Untold Story of Yama, the Demon King of Hell, and His Subordinates

Ignoring the sensational headline, Akina Sawa calmly looked at the other side.

As everyone knows, most of the front-page headlines in "Wenwen, News" are fabricated; these eye-catching headlines have no value whatsoever. If you believe them, you'll only end up hurting yourself.

The Scarlet Devil Mansion was burglarized in broad daylight, and the culprit was...!

Looking to the other side, the news was prominently displayed, along with a photo.

For some reason, this photo completely lost Wenwen's usual standard. Not only is the resolution too low, but there is also excessive overlapping.

Akina Ze also twitched his eyebrows slightly.

The prisoner in this photo looks more and more like Marisa.

Is it possible…

No, that's impossible. Marisa doesn't seem like that kind of person...

Akina Sawa also shook his head and casually placed the newspaper in his hand on the table.

"Akina-kun! We're here to play!"

Look in the direction of the sound.

Yuri waved her arms and ran in excitedly. Judging from her rosy complexion, she must have been enjoying a good quality of life lately.

The hamburger... was shaking violently...