Stardew Valley of Gensokyo

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Reimu Hakurei paused for a second, but realizing that Marisa seemed serious, she replied:

"Marisa, Akina-kun is an outsider, you'd better not have any ideas about him."

"Haha, how could that be?" Marisa laughed and waved her hand, saying, "I just think that Master Akina is an interesting person who has done a lot of interesting things. Reimu, don't overthink it."

"That would be best." Reimu Hakurei took a sip of her tea.

In the bland, almost watery tea, a broken leaf floated quietly on the surface, then suddenly sank to the bottom and disappeared without a trace...

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Night had fallen, and the sun had completely set.

After forcibly driving away Marisa, who had eaten there but didn't want to leave, Reimu Hakurei closed the door to the inner hall of the shrine.

As the door closed, the wind chimes hanging in the corridor jingled melodiously.

The vast Hakurei Shrine was now quiet, with only her and Akina Sawaya remaining.

Looking at her silhouette reflected in the window by the electric light, Reimu Hakurei realized that they were alone together, and her heart skipped a beat.

Strange, what's wrong with me?

She instinctively covered her chest and looked around warily.

No one answered her; under the moonlight, everything was quiet...

inside the house.

What's wrong with Reimu? Why is she standing at the doorway without moving?

Akina Ze also looked at the reflection outside the door with some curiosity.

The figure hadn't moved for a long time.

As time passed, Akina Ze began to have wild thoughts.

Could it be that he regrets it and wants to get rid of me, but hasn't found an excuse yet?

If she's really in a difficult position, should I speak up first?

Akina Ze also sat cross-legged on the cushion, looking somewhat uneasy.

If Reimu Hakurei really regrets it, whose house should she stay at?

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Moonlight

Opening the partition, a neatly folded mattress lay quietly inside.

Reimu Hakurei carried it out of the cubicle, kicked Akina Sawa who was standing idly in the way and signaled him to move aside, and then placed the bedding on the floor.

Just as Akina Sawa was about to take over Reimu's task of making the bedding, he saw Hakurei Reimu sitting down, spreading out the bedding, carefully tidying up every corner, and neatly laying it on the floor.

Akina Ze stood silently to the side, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Although he wanted to help, Reimu didn't ask him to.

He looked at the bedding spread on the floor.

The beige quilt is embroidered with simple, delicate white patterns, with occasional patches sewn into flower shapes. It is very clean overall, but the white edges of the quilt have a slight yellowish tinge, indicating that the quilt is probably quite old. Perhaps it is the quilt that Reimu used to sleep in.

As he stared, Akina Sawa's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

Her jade-like feet, encased in white cotton stockings, were faintly visible beneath the red skirt embroidered with white patterns; her slender, snow-white arms; and the unspeakable parts revealed beneath the gaps on either side of her shrine maiden's outfit...

Do not see what is inappropriate, do not hear what is inappropriate.

Before being discovered, Akina Ze quickly looked away.

Indeed, sitting upright is a posture that showcases a woman's graceful figure.

Even with Reimu Hakurei's rather thin figure, one can still discern a certain charm within her.

"I've made up the bedding for you, you can sleep here from now on."

Reimu Hakurei patted her knees and stood up.

"no problem."

Akina Sawa also responded.

Reimu Hakurei nodded, closed the door, and went out. Her room was next door, separated by a wooden wall.

Hearing the door close next door, Akina Ze sat down as well.

A lot happened today, and he is indeed quite tired.

The shrine is permeated with an almost imperceptible woody scent, due to the use of wood in its construction.

But besides this smell, Akina also smelled another smell.

It had a scent that was fresh and natural, mixed with sunshine, and also had a scent that was hard to describe.

The bedding Reimu had laid out lay there quietly, and the almost imperceptible smell emanated from it.

"I'm lucky, too."

Akina Ze also chuckled to himself, then lifted the covers and crawled inside.

Soon, the shrine quieted down, as it was late at night and the birds and beasts had begun to rest.

Occasionally, the sound of the wind blowing through the corridor could be heard, but it wasn't harsh.

It's soft, gentle, and has an indescribable fragrance.

The bedding is warm and comfortable, a winter's refuge.

The immense pressure squeezed Akina Zeya's eyelids.

He was exhausted today, both physically and mentally.

My house is currently sealed off, and I can only go back next spring.

For the time being, you can only stay at Hakurei Shrine temporarily.

There's nothing wrong with that. Reimu Hakurei is undeniably pleasing to the eye, but ultimately, she's not as free as someone else. If she gets up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, she might have to worry about waking up others.

And Nikua... it seems we won't be seeing her for a while.

With a soft sigh, and a deep sleepiness set in, Akina Sawa gradually drifted off to sleep...

Suddenly, in his sleep, Akina Sawa also felt as if someone was shaking him.

"Wake up, Akina Sawaya~"

In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, a constant stream of sounds came from my ears, and my body was also experiencing swaying.

After a while, Akina Sawa realized that someone was indeed calling him.

He struggled to open his eyes.

Suddenly, a face appeared; in the dimly lit room, he couldn't make out who it was.

His pupils contracted sharply, and Akina Sawa twisted his body, trying to get up, but it was no use; the figure was pressing down on him.

Unable to move, Akina Sawa opened his mouth, trying to call for Reimu from next door to help.

But before he could even utter a sound, a hand with an icy touch covered his mouth.

"Shh! It's me, Aya Shameimaru."

The sound, clearly suppressed, came from beside my ear.

Akina Zeya then snapped out of his daze after waking up.

In the dim moonlight that shone through the cracks in the window.

Akina Sawa also saw the face of the figure pressing down on him; it was indeed Aya Shameimaru.

A reporter from Youkai-yama raided his room at night, and right there at the Hakurei Shrine no less!

But his mouth was still blocked, and Akina Ze subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Mmm, it smells nice, with a hint of pine nuts.

"Yeah! What are you doing!"

Then came Aya Shameimaru's somewhat suppressed voice.

She quickly withdrew her hand. The room was too dark, and Qiu Mingze couldn't see the expression on her face. He guessed it probably wasn't good.

Therefore, Akina Sawa also decided to take the initiative.

"Miss Wenwen, what are you doing? Why are you looking for me so late? I was already asleep," Qiu Mingze said softly.

"I, I, I'm here to interview you!" Aya Shameimaru said in a very low voice.

"If it weren't for Ji Hai, I wouldn't have known you've been making so much noise lately!"

Crabapple fruit? What does that have to do with her? Is there some misunderstanding?

Akina Sawa was also a little confused.

"I don't think I've seen Miss Ji Haitangguo recently, have I?"

"Whether you've met him or not doesn't matter. That guy never needs to be interviewed," Aya Shameimaru said with a hint of disdain.

"Okay, but wouldn't you like me to get up first?"

In the dimly lit room, Aya Shameimaru sat with her legs around Sawa Akina's waist, her hands resting on his chest.

This way of talking made Akina Ze feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hmph, then get up." Aya Shameimaru tossed her long hair, got up, and left.

Thank goodness.

Akina Ze breathed a sigh of relief and half-crawled up to sit up.

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The people in the room were awake, but the lights were not on.

Akina Sawa also thought that it wouldn't be good to wake up Hakurei Reimu next door if she turned on the light, and perhaps Shameimaru Aya thought the same way, so she didn't choose to turn on the light.

Akina Sawa also looked at Shameimaru Aya, who was sitting on the other side of the bedding, and asked:

"Ms. Wenwen, did you come here simply for an interview?"

"Yes."

"...Then why not come again tomorrow during the day?" Akina Sawa was also somewhat speechless.

He wondered if there was something wrong with him or the other person, since he had inexplicably sneaked into someone else's room in the middle of the night just to conduct an interview. Perhaps he should wake Reimu up?

"No way! News is all about firsthand reporting, and that guy Himekai has already printed it! It'll be too late to do the interview tomorrow!" Aya Shameimaru said indignantly.

I heard the name of the crabapple fruit again.

Akina Ze also recalled his memories from the past few days. He had indeed not seen Ji Haitangguo. Why did he have a relationship with her?

However, judging from the current situation, she probably won't give up easily if Aya Shameimaru isn't allowed to be interviewed.

Ugh, this is really weird, it's the middle of the night and I really want to sleep.

Seduce, succumbing to sleepiness, Akina could only nod helplessly and say:

"Alright, then ask away. But let me make this clear first: I didn't do the Great Fairy thing alone. I only know some of the details."

"Hehe, it's okay, I knew Mr. Zeya would agree to my request."

Aya Shameimaru happily took out her notebook and fountain pen from her bag.

It seems the dim lighting didn't hinder her from taking notes. Is this a kind of supernatural ability? Or is there some other trick to it?

Akina Sawa was also a little envious. He leaned forward to see if he could read the words in Aya Shameimaru's notebook.

But in the dim light, he didn't notice that some parts of the bedding under his feet were folded up.

Without realizing it, he lost his balance and fell straight towards Aya Shameimaru.

At this moment, Aya Shameimaru seemed to be still recording and did not notice Sawaya Akina's actions.