Chapter 686: Reincarnation, Master, Six Realms (1.20)

Hmm... never mind, the concentration is over the limit, stop hmm-ing.

Hey, kid over there, have you ever thought about being transported to Gensokyo?

Without phones, computers, games, or air conditioning.

Whether you’re taken in by the Hakurei Shrine maiden, used as a blood bag by the Red Magic Mansion, or teaching human logic—even if you don’t start with these ordinary, mundane Gensokyo scenarios—gradually building affection with 2D girls isn’t enough.

If all else fails, throw in some conspiracy theories or dark, twisted backdrops—get persecuted, then slaughter the girls in a bloody frenzy.

“Even you, Your Majesty, cannot turn this fantasy into a harem land. Give up after taking over Eternity Pavilion.”

“.”

Something like this—Kaguya happily reading her own manga—is probably a sign that the method of entering Gensokyo has gone wrong.

Su Lin didn’t answer, only stared at the manga in the other’s hand.

Why does the male lead in this manga have a face? And why is it my own face? Even though my specialty is hypnosis and psychological therapy, plus time stop, this still makes no sense.

“Your Majesty, even if you stare at me like that, I won’t lose control of my youki and turn into a little girl needing male essence~”

Kaguya Zi lifted the erotic manga, as if shielding her face in embarrassment, and said:

“And isn’t Orange too young for that?”

“As for Blue, if you like her, you must still follow proper etiquette and take her as a concubine.”

Hopeless.

The fantasy Xiang before me seems to have entered a strange timeline—the Hakurei Shrine has become the Liuli Shrine.

“Zi, any more grilled meat? Bring another bowl!”

The only one with normal art style left is the pink-haired ghost still eating—gorging herself endlessly. Wrong, it’s Yuyuko.

There’s Shi Hao in the group, a spiky-haired kid at home, and now Yuyuko of the West Marching Temple in Gensokyo.

If these three formed a bond and appeared together in the same place.

Oh my god.

No matter what sins Emiya Shirou committed in his past life, Su Lin felt this unlucky bastard had more than paid his dues.

“Please spare Yuyuko,” Kaguya Zi said, pulling out utensils bearing the logo of the Cover Heaven Corporation’s coffin from a gap, her voice trembling with sorrow:

“As for Reimu, serving the gods is part of a shrine maiden’s duty anyway—if it’s for Gensokyo, I too...”

“Zi, you are an old woman,” Su Lin’s face twisted in distaste as he tilted his chin up and asked: “You invited me to your home, yet now that I’ve arrived, you let your hair hang loose, feigning shyness—why?”

“What did you say?” Kaguya Zi blinked in surprise.

Su Lin said: “Why are you, an old woman, pretending to be a maiden?”

“.” Kaguya Zi raised the manga to fully cover her face: “No.”

“No?” Su Lin asked.

Zi said: “For shrine weddings, no.”

“Troublesome,” Su Lin looked as if he were enduring intense inner conflict.

“Even if you use this as leverage, the best I can give you is a title without substance.”

Su Lin sat cross-legged on the cushion and said reluctantly: “Besides, I really don’t like older women.”

“Now it’s suddenly me chasing you...”

Kaguya Zi smiled, as if implying something: “Though I’ve never seen it with my own eyes, when did the sovereign of the High Heaven become like this?”

As Yuyuko’s eating bar progressed, the obstacles blocking their view vanished.

Kaguya Zi , with golden hair reaching her waist, wearing a white lace-trimmed Yangmao tied with a red ribbon in a large bow, gazed warmly at Su Lin.

She wore a white long-sleeved gown with many layered ruffles at the hem, red ribbons tied at her upper arms, and over it a purple Daoist robe adorned with red yin symbols and black hexagrams of Qian above Kun, along with a purple-and-orange taiji symbol.

A shrine maiden using Daoist arts and Kaguya, who calls herself Taiyin, were already abstract enough.

A golden-haired, pale-skinned youkai using a Japanese name yet frequently wearing Eastern Daoist robes—given the chaotic mythological origins of this world, it’s explainable.

Why hadn’t I noticed this before?

Probably because I was only focused on her face.

“Yuyuko, are you full?” Kaguya Zi gently wiped the corner of Yuyuko’s mouth with a handkerchief.

“Maybe it’s just too delicious—I feel like I’ve only eaten a fifth full,” Yuyuko sighed. “I’ve never tasted anything so good. Will I be able to eat this again?”

“I wish I could eat this every day.”

The girl with pink short hair and blue kimono licked her finger hungrily.

If this were a story where Emiya Shirou was the protagonist transported to Gensokyo, his landing spot was found—just go straight to the White Jade Tower and apply for burial.

I wonder whether cooking at the White Jade Tower or forging artifacts is more exhausting.

“You are...?” Yuyuko only now noticed Su Lin sitting across from her—she’d been too busy eating to pay attention.

“I think I know you—you’re Su Lin, the one Kaguya likes but who prefers Momiji, right?”

“But why does Yumemi warn me to be careful of you?”

Didn’t Gensokyo promise no one believed tabloid gossip?

Su Lin smiled warmly: “Do you like yakitori? Next time I hunt in the Youkai Mountain, I’ll treat you to roast crow made by the Immortal Chef—the food you just ate was his.”

“Really!” Yuyuko’s eyes instantly lit up.

Found a way to dispose of the body.

“By the way, some outsiders who came to the fantasy Xiang call me ‘Mama Zi’ or ‘Old Lady Zi,’ but I don’t really care about age,” Kaguya Zi slipped in. “Besides, your age may not be younger than mine.”

“I just turned eighteen,” Su Lin said. “And your maiden age?”

“Your appearance clearly says eternal seventeen,” Kaguya Zi said, her smile fading.

“You can take the jokes lightly, but what I said before was serious.”

“Frankly, your sudden arrival in Gensokyo is already troublesome enough, but since Eternity Pavilion is guaranteeing you, and you might one day become a resident by marrying into Eternity Pavilion...”

“If we slightly increase the current population, Gensokyo can still accommodate you—but holding a wedding at the shrine and inviting countless outsiders? That is absolutely impossible.”

“For the safety of Gensokyo, I won’t hesitate to offend you.”

The wording was blunt—clearly stating her position.

But that’s strange.

This small matter has no real conflict of interest—bringing a few thousand or even ten thousand people could be confined within the Hakurei Shrine’s boundaries; we could just expand the space.

Considering Kaguya’s earlier probing, she might be using our status or the group chat’s uniqueness to obstruct her from altering certain ‘history’ and ‘truth.’

Probably, Kaguya Zi wants our group to finish up and leave the fantasy Xiang as soon as possible.

“Is this related to the Lunhuizhe from the Master Space the other day, or other timeline fantasy Xiang issues?” Su Lin asked.

“One of them,” Kaguya Zi narrowed her eyes, then opened her fan with a smile:

“The situation is complicated. If too many outsiders carrying external information enter Gensokyo and later cannot be undone, this secluded paradise will eventually become riddled with holes—irreparable.”

“Therefore, I advise you all not to cause too much trouble—after all, I’ve stopped aiding other Gensokyos for now.”

“You came here seeking healing, and plan to stay long?”

That matches my guess—too many outsiders might bring safety risks, and since they’re staying, Kaguya’s claim that Kaguya Zi alters truth hasn’t materialized.

“External information?”

Indeed, Su Lin’s treatment here shows no immediate results.

Staying long-term in the fantasy Xiang would interfere with Kaguya Zi erasing the history of ‘outsiders’ visiting—her refusal to host a grand banquet at the Hakurei Shrine for safety reasons is understandable.

Yuyuko, lost in thought, was staring at Sandy; Kaguya Zi glanced at the squirrel, then smiled politely at Su Lin.

“Normally, when the host says this, I wouldn’t insist—but a friend’s wedding should still be lively,” Su Lin lightly tapped the low table with his right hand:

“I’ve filmed a TV series for years—it’s reached its small finale and family reunion. Fewer extras just feel... incomplete.”

“Here’s an idea.”

He clapped his hands.

“We’ll eliminate or send away the outsiders appearing in other Gensokyos—once their spots are freed up, it’ll be more than enough.”

Happy spots are limited; to benefit the majority, sacrifice the few—like every righteous hero faces with the trolley dilemma or lifeboat problem.

“Quite decisive,” Kaguya Zi was slightly startled, then said:

“I appreciate the sentiment, but just as Lunhuizhe always appear in certain fantasy Xiang s, this is a root problem—the fantasy Xiang doesn’t welcome outsiders.”

“Please leave, Mr. Su Lin.”

“It’s for the Gensokyo.”

These words carry double meaning.

It seems the goodwill is actually negative—after all, without you all here, the status quo remains under Kaguya Zi ’s control.

Kaguya Zi closed her fan and rose with Yuyuko; a gap leading to the White Jade Tower opened slowly like a zipper, the two stepping out one after the other.

“Blue, see our guest out,” Kaguya Zi said.

The frosted glass sliding door within the frame opened; Kaguya Blue bowed respectfully: “Please follow me.”

“So, just solve the source of the Lunhuizhe , right?”

As Kaguya Zi turned back in shock, Su Lin propped his chin and repeated: “If you make sure no Lunhuizhe appear in any fantasy Xiang , would you then vacate the Hakurei Shrine?”

He pulled out a cross and gently tossed it to her.

“You may begin your wish.”

“One wish.”

“One condition.”

【Group member Su Lin’s livestream has ended】

“So now, the mobilization meeting for war against the Master Space begins.”

Outside the Hakkai Shrine, Su Lin drew with a fox-tail pen on a whiteboard: “What suggestions do you have?”

“Please, next time you stream, drop your idol persona—what’s this nonsense about one wish, one condition?” Lu Mingfei groaned, clutching his head.

“Forget it. If it’s really impossible, let’s just pick another place another day—no need to stick here.”

He’d just randomly recalled his trip with Ehliyi when they ran away from home; back then, there was a Meiji Shrine, so he thought of switching to another shrine.

But he truly didn’t want to burden this group of online friends.

Not to mention the opposite side might be the real Main God Space.

Why bother?

“Or we could just hold a simple ritual,” said Wei Gong Shilang.

“Today repeats tomorrow, and tomorrow is endless?” Su Lin interlaced his fingers beneath his nose, his glasses glinting.

“When exactly is your ‘next time’? If there aren’t enough people, how can I watch the shura… how can I witness your happiness?”

No way—is this guy serious?!

Normally Su Lin acted a bit erratic, but whenever his peculiar hobby kicked in, whatever came out of his mouth was almost certainly true.

On this front, Su Lin only played for real.

“I’m deeply moved, and I don’t doubt your ability!” Lu Mingfei hurriedly stopped him: “But even ignoring your injuries, it would still cost you dearly even if you were perfectly healthy.”

“Bro, it’s really not necessary.”

“Who said I’d do it myself?” Su Lin glanced at Lu Mingfei. “Am I stupid enough to go bother the Main God?”

“Then how?” Lu Mingfei immediately thought of special items in Su Lin’s bag of tricks.

Click.

Kelaien lowered the two Main God Space Lunhuizhe hanging from the Source Altar of his divine realm, transferring them to the material plane; their entire bodies were shrouded in blind folly from a higher dimension, utterly devoid of self-awareness.

“Looks like I returned just in time,” said Meng Qi, riding back on a blue ox.

“First time I’ve seen ‘Tai Shang riding an ox’ and then turning right back,” said Su Lin.

Meng Qi’s day trip to the Celestial Realm wasn’t over, but it felt like a retirement sanatorium for elderly officials—boring activities, nothing worth seeing.

“I’ll choose this girl,” said Meng Qi, grabbing the Lunhuizhe Sally. “Master Yan Sen, I’d be grateful if you’d accompany me to find the Six Paths.”

Yan Sen nodded with a smile, and the three vanished instantly from the Fantasy Realm.

Su Lin pulled out a wristwatch from the Lunhui space and placed it before the Main God Lunhuizhe captain, amid the others’ startled gazes:

“Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly… live?”

“Yes or no?”

Kleine snapped his fingers; the team captain, like a puppet on strings, began mechanically repeating: “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“You chose this yourself—I didn’t force you,” said Su Lin, slipping the watch onto the man’s other empty hand, his tone enthusiastic. “Welcome to the Lunhui space.”

【Binding successful: Welcome to the ‘Main God Space Liaison Team in the Lunhui space’】

【 Lunhuizhe : Aireji, beginning return.】

“I’ll be right back,” said Su Lin casually, vanishing with Aireji.

Lu Mingfei’s eyes widened—he suddenly understood what Su Lin and Meng Qi intended to do.

“In corporate competition, talent is always the target of fierce rivalry,” said Kleine, idly mixing a drink.

“Once you learn another similar enterprise exists, aggressive tactics are inevitable—mergers, suppression, acquisitions.”

“We might even see rivers of blood as these spaces crush each other across the multiverse.”

“I suggest you withdraw early—what do you think?”

Star: “I suggest renaming it ‘Shut Up.’”