The afterlife blew up Gensokyo

"Isn't that right? It says that your favorite thing is lolis, that you are a complete loli-con, and also a serious white-haired red-eyed connoisseur. You often like to force lolis to call you brother, and you also routinely ######## (censored)."

Rumia's face remained expressionless.

"Do whatever you want to me, but I want to drink now."

"So who's going to do anything to you?! Isn't it obvious that guy is twisting the truth and slandering my lifelong reputation?! And what the hell were those censored words you used?!"

He threw the bottle of cola back again, looking rather disheveled.

"Minors cannot drink alcohol, underage girls cannot drink alcohol, and underage demons cannot drink alcohol either!! Don't even think about drinking!!"

"Really? But why do you always carry around these cute children's clothes?"

Taking the bottle of cola, Rumia looked down at the Gothic Lolita dress she was wearing.

"It's obvious that you've been plotting this all along. The reason my body has shrunk so much is all because of your meddling. You don't want me to leave, probably to achieve that shady purpose you're after, right? Ha, men."

"...So what are you going to do after you leave? Go back to killing people?"

Shi Bai's lips twitched violently.

"I was just joking with you before. If you want food, I have plenty here, enough for you to eat for a lifetime."

"So you want me to be unable to live without you for the rest of my life?"

Rumia raised her head.

"……forget it."

Shi Bai rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Those who can become my prey are only those who are hopelessly corrupt and as worthless as scum. I will not kill the innocent indiscriminately... Your influence on me is greater than I imagined."

Holding the [Mega Hammer], Rumia stood up from the ground.

"As for this thing, I will help it find the most suitable custodian, and it will never appear in the world again in the future."

(...Lilliputians?)

This thought flashed through Shi Bai's mind.

"Suit yourself, leave if you want, but where are you planning to go?"

"After being imprisoned for so long, I naturally want to experience the taste of freedom. The world seems to have changed a lot, and I want to go out and see it all."

As she said this, Rumia looked down at her little hands.

"If my body hadn't shrunk so much, my itinerary might have been simpler."

"Oh, remember to zip up your jacket when you go out."

Pretending not to hear the other person's last sentence, Shi Bai buried his face in the pillow as he pressed the lamp switch.

"correct."

Just as Rumia turned to leave, someone suddenly lifted their head from under the pillow.

"It's really awkward for someone with that childlike appearance to say such mature things. You need to change that. Now that you're a loli, you should do what a loli should do... How about you try to be cute for me first? Like, could you perform that for me?"

"........."

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Rumia's departure didn't cause much of a stir. Seimei Ren had no idea what this meant, and Tsukiyomi, after her initial shock, could only helplessly follow suit.

After finishing their business there, the three of them returned directly through the passage to Takamagahara, and coincidentally encountered the same unlucky god who had been knocked unconscious last time.

The other party first stared wide-eyed at the three of them who had returned. When he saw that someone had raised his hand again, having witnessed the other party's strength, he decisively raised his hand and slapped himself. Then, he slowly lay down on the ground and peacefully closed his eyes. His very sensible behavior left the three of them stunned.

Although the journey was somewhat complicated, it actually only took less than two days. When Seimei Ren returned to his courtyard in the temple, everything was as usual.

About two weeks later, Rumia made a brief visit here before quickly disappearing again.

As payment for taking the [Mega Hammer], Rumia captured Bishamonten, who was hiding somewhere, in his place.

“I asked you those questions before, but you didn’t give me a satisfactory answer then, so I’m asking you again now.”

Under the Bodhi tree, Shi Bai wore a solemn expression.

"If you were Bishamonten, what would you do?"

"........."

With hands clasped together, eyes lowered in reverence, the Holy Lotus remained silent.

It wasn't until quite a while later that he spoke softly.

"This humble monk is unwilling."

"Oh, why?"

Shi Bai raised an eyebrow in slight surprise.

"To ascend from human to godhood is an incredible opportunity. Do you know what you will miss if you refuse today? You must understand that you only have less than six months left to live."

"How long is the lifespan after becoming a god?"

"Far beyond your imagination, if your faith continues, you can live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years."

"Where's my sister?"

"She is just a human. Even if she gains your magic, her lifespan will only be a hundred years at most."

"Do the gods have a way to extend human lifespan?"

Are you planning to side with your sister?

Looking at the indifferent expression on Shengminglian's face, Shi Bai suddenly laughed.

"I can tell you very clearly that gods are capable of far more than you can imagine. They can even grant your sister immortality if you wish. But manipulating other people's destinies and guiding their future paths—how is your behavior any different from what Bishamonten did to you before?"

"One is good, the other is evil."

Saint Lotus whispered a Buddhist chant.

"The only difference between the two is this."

"In that case, let's make a bet."

Shi Bai looked up at the sky and snapped his fingers.

"You can do whatever you want, but you absolutely cannot interfere with your sister. Even if she falls into some unspeakable danger because of your actions, the maximum you can do is to save her life."

"Why?"

Saint Lotus finally raised her head.

"There's no 'why' or 'why' involved. You just need to agree or disagree. I just want you to see what kind of regrettable consequences your actions will ultimately lead to."

Shi Bai had a calm expression on his face.

"You may not realize it, but once you learn that everything in your life has been designed, your mind has already been bewitched."

"…What are you betting on?"

"It's simple, just gamble on whether you'll regret it at that time."

"This humble monk... is willing to gamble."

Saint Lotus nodded heavily.

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Time flows like water, each passing moment turning to dust.

The conversation that once took place under the Bodhi tree was quietly erased by time, and then time rolled forward relentlessly.

Six months later, on a summer night, Seimei Ren quietly passed away in the temple. The Emperor specially ordered a grand funeral to be held for him. Seimei Byakuren, who had received the magical power bestowed by Seimei Ren and was specially cared for by Bishamonten, silently stepped onto the stage called history.

At that time, the Holy Lotus, who had silently witnessed her own funeral, shed her mortal form and, with the help of Shi Bai, replaced everything that Bishamonten had once possessed, thus completing her sublimation from human to god.

"I will come back in a few decades. Don't forget our bet."

Looking down at the woodenly standing Saint Byakuren in front of Saint Myōren's grave, Shi Bai shook his head slightly. After saying this to Saint Myōren, he turned and left with Tsukiyomi and Tatara Kosaka.

"Actually... you don't understand your sister at all."

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P.S.: There will be another update today, around 11 to 12 o'clock.

Chapter Nineteen: The Story of the Holy White Lotus

The morning sunlight filtered through the dappled shadows of the trees, casting patches of light of varying brightness under the eaves.

This is a simple tea shop located on the side of a trade route.

Perhaps because it was too early, there was only one person in the entire teahouse, but at a certain moment, a figure wearing a straw hat and whose face could not be seen entered the teahouse.

"You've come. I thought you wouldn't."

Hearing the noise, the girl who was sitting at the table writing something looked up.

“I am an insider of this history. I will be leaving here soon. I will tell you everything I know in the future.”

As the man sat down in front of the girl, a hint of loneliness crept into his words, like a lone star twinkling in the dark sky, radiating a strong sense of solitude and emptiness.

"So where do we begin?"

The girl picked up a blank book from the side and spread it out on the table. After dipping her brush in the inkstone, she looked at the other person.

"...Let's start from the beginning."

After a brief silence, the visitor let out a soft sigh.

"It was a hot summer day when cicadas were chirping restlessly in a tree..."

The beginning of a story is often mundane and uneventful.

The history that the girl is going to record today is about a "demon with a human face".

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Perhaps death came too suddenly. After the funeral, Hijiri Byakuren stood silently by Hijiri Myōren's grave for a long time.

She remained motionless until darkness fell and day turned into night.

Aren't you going to leave yet?

A voice rang out.

"leave?"

Turning her head at the sound, she saw a dark figure appear behind a large tree not far away. Saint Byakuren's words carried a hint of confusion.

"Where?"

"go home."

The voice replied.

"Go back to your usual home."

"The home is gone; it's just a house now."

Perhaps tired from standing, Saint Byakuren sat down in front of the grave.

"Are you a monster?"

"...Yes, are you going to kill me?"

The voice hesitated for a moment.

"I believe in Buddhism. Buddhism does not advocate killing, but only focuses on salvation."

Saint Byakuren raised her head and looked up at the sky.

"You can leave now. Let me have some peace and quiet."

"I have nowhere to go. My place was ransacked by some bandits who broke in, and all the other monsters ran away in a swarm. It seems that my original master doesn't want me anymore either."

The voice seemed much more relieved.

"For the past few months, I have been waiting for my master's summons, so I have stayed in this area and dared not leave. I am very weak, and without my master's protection, any monster could kill me."