An old saying goes: Better to tear down ten bridges than a temple, better to ruin ten temples than a marriage.

When Marisa declared that she was the one whose man had slept with her, Lin Luo initially suspected she had arrived to commit arson and flood—to deliberately sow chaos, wrecking the harmonious and affectionate bond between him and Reimu. But hearing her final statement, Lin Luo finally recalled… Yes, he had slept with Marisa once. Not just Marisa, but Reimu too, with one on each side.

To commemorate that beautiful night, he had even composed a poem: Black and white are precious, true enough, but red and white hold even greater worth; for the sake of flying together, both may be cast aside… Classic, truly classic! Ah, he seemed to have strayed off topic.

In any case, what Marisa said was fact, but the issue was… that night, all three of them had been completely drunk by that drunkard Suika. The entire night was spent simply cuddling while sleeping; absolutely nothing else had happened!

He had, on a rare occasion, behaved worse than an animal, so how had he become a beast in Marisa's eyes? Did she assume that moved about automatically? That was far too innocent!

Lin Luo’s eyes immediately filled with tears.

Simultaneously, Reimu turned her face away, unsure what expression to wear.

“What’s wrong? Did I say something incorrect!” Before, she was embarrassed to speak of it, but now that the topic was out in the open, Marisa didn’t feel so conflicted. Seeing their expressions were different from what she anticipated, she couldn't help but frown.

“Well, how should I put this…” Lin Luo scratched his head. Even with an IQ surpassing 250, he felt like a fly facing a seamless egg—no purchase to land on. “Why would you assume that leads to pregnancy? Besides, several years have passed; that’s long past the ten-month gestation period.”

“I certainly have my reasons.” Marisa reached into her bosom. Lin Luo braced himself, thinking she was about to pull out a gun to blast his head off in frustration, but instead, she drew out a book and handed it over. “Look at this!”

Lin Luo took it. On the cover were seven large characters: Nezha’s Thirty-Six Thousand Questions.

Lin Luo immediately felt as if struck by five bolts of lightning, but when he saw the author's signature in the lower right corner, he calmed down, because the author was… Patchouli Knowledge.

Marisa crossed her arms and stated earnestly, “Although a ten-month pregnancy is common sense for women…”

Hearing the phrase ‘common sense for women’ issue from her lips gave him a bizarre urge to laugh and cry.

Lin Luo silently grumbled internally. Marisa continued, “But the world is vast and full of wonders. There are exceptions, like Nezha’s mother, who carried him for three full years before giving birth. This demonstrates that pregnancy also has a latent period… Reimu was relatively lucky, giving birth in under a year, but that doesn’t rule out the possibility that I might be incubating for three years!”

“……”

“……”

After hearing her logic, Lin Luo and Reimu exchanged glances, utterly speechless and chagrined.

A moment later, Reimu finally snapped back to reality, tilting her head with an expression of deep embarrassment. “Um… I actually think Marisa has a point. In fact, it was because of that incident that I gave birth to Mumei.”

Hey, hey, pick up your shattered dignity from the floor!

It was clear Reimu didn’t want too many people to know she’d already been intimately involved. Since Marisa had this divine theory, she might as well ride the wave and perfectly conceal the truth.

Lin Luo sighed inwardly. Fine, if you two are discarding your dignity, I’ll toss mine away too.

“Marisa, about that incident… well, generally speaking, it was an unavoidable accident, so don’t dwell on it. Just live your life well.” Lin Luo patted Marisa’s shoulder, effortlessly deploying the signature 'Force Majeure' skill found in countless harem anime protagonists.

Marisa adopted an expression containing a hint of coyness and a dash of vexation. “How can I not dwell on it! While I might have thought it was fine before, what if I really am pregnant? Hey, tell me, is it possible?”

“Hmm, I think…” Lin Luo stroked his chin in deep contemplation, then declared with a look of profound sorrow, “Although the probability is low, we cannot rule out that possibility.”

“Right, right, that’s why I’m worried.” Marisa plopped down heavily, slumping her shoulders. “While I wouldn't mind having a cute child like Mumei, I truly cannot bear to be a single mother shamelessly like Reimu. And this is something I can’t discuss with outsiders…”

“Hey, are you mocking me?!” Reimu’s face immediately darkened.

Marisa didn't seem to hear, muttering to herself.

“Hey, what are you all doing? It seems like fun over there,” just as Marisa was talking to herself, Lin Luo and Reimu were at a loss for words, and Mumei was quietly eating her breakfast, a sweet, soft voice suddenly drifted in from outside.

Everyone turned their heads reflexively. Standing at the shrine entrance was a girl in a blue and white shrine maiden outfit with long green hair—Sanae Kochiya.

“It’s Sanae.”

“Oh, it’s Sanae.”

Reimu and Marisa’s enthusiasm was noticeably low; they glanced over quickly before turning back.

Sanae’s eye twitched. “That tone of utter disappointment… what is going on with you two? You’re awfully cold to your friend!”

“Ah, it’s Mama Sanae!” Before she could finish speaking, Mumei excitedly rushed over, throwing herself into Sanae’s arms, rubbing her cheek against Sanae’s chest.

“Oh my, little Mumei, you really shouldn’t call me ‘Mama’ anymore. For one, it makes me quite embarrassed, and secondly, Reimu might get upset, right?” Sanae stroked the girl’s head, but despite her words, the brilliant smile on her face revealed the sheer joy in her heart without reservation.

“But I really like Mama Sanae, you’re soft and fragrant, and the food you cook is delicious.”

“Is that so? Is that so? Haha, well, I’m just a little more diligent than Reimu, it’s nothing major.”

Lin Luo sweated hearing this. Sanae never missed an opportunity to compete with Reimu. Mumei clinging to her like that must be greatly satisfying to her vanity.

But then again, setting aside appearances, in terms of attitude and atmosphere, Sanae seemed much more like a mother to Mumei than Reimu did. If someone unaware of the full story saw Sanae and Mumei embracing like that, they would most likely assume she was Mumei’s biological mother… Indeed, she lived up to her title as the 'Wife Material Miracle Shrine Maiden.'

Wait!

If Mumei calls Sanae ‘Mama,’ what should he call her?

Lin Luo’s mind began to wander.

Across the room, after gently setting down Mumei, who had been clinging to her like a koala, Sanae walked forward a few steps, smiled slightly at Lin Luo, and said generously, “It’s been a long time. I’m happy to see you again.”

“You don’t seem surprised at all?” Lin Luo found it slightly strange. Both Reimu and Marisa had shown surprise upon seeing him earlier, but Sanae’s demeanor was unusually calm.

Could it be because Sanae didn't share that ambiguous relationship with him?

Sanae smiled composedly. “Because I perform my morning rituals every day. The Divine granted me a vision that I would meet an unexpected person today. If I were to be surprised, I already was, earlier.”

“I see.” Lin Luo nodded, took a few steps forward, and extended his hand. “Then please allow me to say: It’s a pleasure to meet you again… Mama Sanae.”

Sanae’s hand, which she had just begun to extend, snapped back as if burned by Lin Luo’s ‘Mama Sanae.’ Her face flushed crimson as she roared, “Stop calling me that indiscriminately! It will cause misunderstandings!”

“That’s true. Then… Auntie Sanae.”

“What’s with that expression like you’re addressing an old hag? Are you trying to make me angry on purpose?” Sanae immediately bristled.

Lin Luo wore an apologetic look. “My apologies, I was wrong, Sanae-chan.”

“Don’t add ‘chan’! Honestly, just call me like you used to.”

“I did always call you that before, Human-Wife Sanae.”

“……” After cycling through four different forms of address, Sanae finally felt powerless, sighing painfully while touching her forehead. “Ah, forget it. That overwhelmingly demonic aura of yours is as strong as ever.”

“By the way, what were you three chatting about just now?” Sanae quickly dismissed Lin Luo’s teasing and asked Reimu and Marisa.

“Uh, well…” The two women gave awkward laughs. They absolutely did not want to discuss the previous topic with anyone else, but being less than sharp intellectually, they were terrible at lying. Even Sanae, whose own intellect wasn't exactly high, could tell they were deliberately concealing something.

“Very suspicious,” Sanae stared at them.

Lin Luo shook his head internally. All that effort deliberately teasing Sanae to change the subject, completely wasted.

“Actually…” Lin Luo helplessly stepped forward again, intending to smooth over the issue, but before he could finish speaking, Mumei tugged on Sanae’s sleeve and stated with innocent brightness, “Mama and Papa were talking about Sou-fei.”

Thump, thump, thump!

As soon as Mumei uttered that phrase, the three adults there instantly collapsed.

Sou-fei, Sou-fei—such a scandalous thing, how could she say it so cheerfully?

Marisa, despite being pure, at least knew that Sou-fei was a highly indecent term. But Sanae, known for her wifely demeanor, clearly did not, and asked blankly, “What is Sou-fei?”

Mumei smiled and explained to her, “It means two women sleeping with one man. Patchouli told me. Also, I was made by Papa and Mama Marisa Sou-fei-ing.”

The three who were the subjects of the Sou-fei incident struggled back to their feet, only to crash down again with more thuds.

“What!” Sanae finally understood, her face drastically changing. Almost reflexively, she clutched Mumei and retreated several meters, her face bright red as she roared at the trio, “You… you… you are all too impure!”

……

Ten minutes later, after a long and arduous explanation, Sanae finally understood that the supposed Sou-fei was not what she had imagined—it was merely an accidental night spent sleeping together while drunk.

“Honestly, even if it was just that, you shouldn't discuss it in front of Mumei! You’ll teach the child bad things. You are all being far too reckless!” Although Sanae grasped the situation, she was still displeased, frowning as she admonished the three.

Originally from the outside world, though accustomed to life in Gensokyo, her common sense was clearly sharper than that of the native Gensokyo girls, and compared to these three, her moral integrity was infinitely high.

“Yes, yes, we promise never to say it again,” the three nodded repeatedly. They truly had no grounds to refute the statement; who could have guessed Mumei’s knowledge base was so extensive that she understood such a profound term as Sou-fei… This was all Mq’s fault!

Seeing the three looked determined to mend their ways, Sanae’s anger subsided. She tapped her chin, a look of curiosity appearing on her face. “But speaking of which, it’s still incredible that a child could be conceived just by sleeping together like that.”

“This is Gensokyo, where ordinary common sense doesn't apply. Sanae, you still have a long way to go,” Marisa declared with the air of a seasoned senior, looking calm and collected.

Then again, this girl was just acting shy moments ago; the transition was swift.

Sanae nodded in agreement. “That’s true. Anything can happen in Gensokyo. I wouldn't be surprised if Marisa gave birth someday.”

“……” Marisa immediately fell silent.

Lin Luo: “……”

Reimu: “……”

The two exchanged a glance, then both turned their heads away, falling silent, while thinking: these two little terrors are truly pure!

“Alright, let’s drop this matter; the main business is more important.” Seeing that Marisa also stopped speaking, Sanae suddenly straightened up, turning to Reimu and Marisa. “About that matter we discussed last time, are you two prepared?”

“Ah, that thing. Yes, it is about time,” Reimu nodded, abandoning her usual languor to display a rare expression of seriousness.

At the same time, Marisa’s dominance returned. “I came here precisely for this. Today, I will absolutely tear that person to shreds and leave nothing behind… But frankly, that person is not only immensely powerful but also possesses incredible luck. Even if the three of us join forces, defeating her will be extremely difficult.”

Saying this, a troubled look crossed her face.

“That’s true,” Sanae agreed. “So, to defeat her thoroughly, leaving her no chance to ever rise again, the three of us must cooperate fully. First, we need to suppress her luck!”

“Luck… that task seems perfectly suited for Reimu,” Marisa suggested.

Reimu considered for a moment. “With my level of luck, I might indeed be able to suppress her fortune. Alright, I’ll handle that.”

Sanae stated, “Then my task is to assist Marisa, using my miracle power to clear the path for you.”

Marisa concluded, “And finally, I will gather all my strength for a direct strike!”

“This is the battle plan!” As she spoke, the three women slammed their hands together, radiating immense presence.

What was going on?

Watching these three major city guardians seriously strategize against an enemy, Lin Luo was completely bewildered.

“Wait! What exactly are you talking about? And who is this ‘her’ that deserves the combined efforts of the three of you?” Lin Luo couldn't help but ask. Influenced by their aura, he had become curious. Could it be a demon from the Abyss?

The gazes of the three converged on him, speaking in unison: “Who else could it be! The biggest, most damned nouveau riche in Gensokyo—Remilia Scarlet!”

“Huh?!”

PS: I place great importance on this Gensokyo arc and do not wish to rush it; I intend to refine every detail to bring you the most engaging story. Therefore, I cannot make bold promises regarding the update schedule. I hope you understand.

Furthermore, this arc primarily focuses on comedic daily life. If you seek intensity, things should heat up once the main plot shifts toward Yuuka and Yukari.

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