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"You and Mistress," says Koakuma. "I'll save you both from this madness. This place shall be purified of sinners."

Grey slowly steps back, the gun still in his hand.

"But Koakuma, this is... why did... how..?" he mumbles in confusion.

The magician's familiar looks at him with gentle eyes.

"You must trust me," she whispers. "I've seen it all with my own eyes."

"But destroy the Mansion? Isn't that going too far?" replies Grey.

"It is difficult to explain," she says. "For now, just step through that portal and escape. Mistress and I will follow after we are finished here."

Grey shakes his head and frowns.

"I'm sorry, Koakuma," he says. "I can't just abandon everyone and walk away."

He looks straight into her eyes.

"I can't trust you," he continues. "Not like this."

Koakuma sighs deeply. For a few moments, she walks around the room thinking. She closes her eyes and shudders, as if remembering something painful.

"It had happened so quickly," mutters Koakuma. "I couldn't do anything to stop it. In the end, the other one was finally driven into madness. He lost his mind.. and his soul."

"The other one?" repeats Grey.

The little devil shakes her head quickly.

"I-I won't let that happen again!" cries Koakuma. "I won't let it happen to you! Even if it means that I have to fight as well!"

"I don't understand," he replies.

"They knew," whispers the bat-winged girl angrily. "All of them knew, but they did nothing to stop it. But I understand now. It was all part of their plan."

She looks at him with sadness and regret.

"They used the other one as a sacrifice," says Koakuma.

"A sacrifice?" repeats Grey. "Sorry, I still don't understand anything."

Suddenly, Koakuma runs up and embraces him tightly. Her delicate fingers shake nervously, but they hang on to him with determination. The little devil's wings tremble as he watches them. He can feel the little devil's tiny heartbeat as they stay together for a few moments longer.

"I will protect you," whispers Koakuma. A single tear drops down to the floor as she speaks.

The moment she says that, Grey realizes that she truly cares for him.

But something is wrong.

[ ] Return her embrace.
[ ] Push her away.
[ ] Use the portal.
[ ] Kill her now.
[ ] Talk to her. (Specify)
[ ] Use an item. (Specify)
[ ] Custom

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"This place is cursed," whispers Koakuma gravely.

Grey takes a moment to recall the different youkai attacks, as well as his own dreams. Somehow, the idea of a curse doesn't seem so far-fetched. As he collects his thoughts, Koakuma steps toward a nearby reading desk. She picks up a thick book and shows it to him.

"But I found a way out," she says. "This book gave me the original idea."

Grey's eyes widen as he recognizes the book. "Theoretical Boundary Binding and Intervention," the title reads. Wasn't this something Patchouli was looking for the first time he arrived in the Mansion?

"I couldn't control such high-level magic myself, of course," continues Koakuma. "But I was able to convince Mistress Patchouli to help out. Surprising what a cup of tea can do to convince a person."

Koakuma looks at him seriously.

"But I can explain the details later," she says. "For now, you must escape this cursed place. The Mistress and I will follow after we are finished here."

The little devil points at the sealing circle at the back of the chamber. Grey nods to her slowly before walking closer toward it. He must destroy or ruin the arrangement somehow, just as he did with the one at the clock tower. After a moment of thought, he draws out his weapon to fire at the engravings.

"W-wait! W-what are you doing!" cries Koakuma suddenly. Before he can reply, the little devil pushes his arm away from the circle.

"Huh? But I thought -"

"If you ruin the arrangement, the portal won't function properly!" she continues. "That stupid chief maid already destroyed the portal at the clock tower. We can't afford any more setbacks!"

"Wait... what?" mutters Grey, still confused.

Before he can reply, the circle begins glowing ominously. Koakuma pulls him back to the side and holds on to his arm tightly. She motions for him to stay silent and watch. The circle begins changing color as he observes.

"Koakuma?" he mutters, still unsure of the circumstances.

"I almost gave up on you, that time," whispers Koakuma. "But after yesterday, I knew that you weren't one of them."

The little devil gently lays her head on his shoulder.

"The other one showed me everything," she continues. "He sent me visions and clues. It took some time, but now I understand the truth. The truth about this Mansion, and why it must be destroyed."

The circle flashes brightly, and in the next moment, something steps out of it. Grey watches open-mouthed as several youkai beasts begin pouring out of a shining portal. One of them stops and snarls at him before it heads out of the room. Seems like this is the entry point of the crocodile-hound hybrids.

"Destroyed?" says Grey carefully. He can hardly believe what is happening.

"Don't worry about it," replies Koakuma. "You and Mistress, I'll save you both from this madness. This place shall be purified of sinners."

Grey slowly steps away from the little devil, barely able to hold on to his weapon.

"But Koakuma, this is... why did... how..." he mumbles in confusion.

The little devil looks at him with gentle eyes.

"You must trust me," she whispers in desperation.

[ ] Trust Koakuma.
[ ] Don't trust Koakuma.

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Grey turns to face Koakuma. The little devil is only a few shelves away. Upon her face is an expression of genuine concern. She slowly beckons for him to follow her. He takes only a moment to think before giving her a quick nod. Perhaps the magician's familiar can explain the circumstances of this bloody mess.

He quickly sneaks toward her, carefully avoiding stray knives and other projectiles coming from the battle above. While he can't stop the battle between the chief maid and the pink and purple wizard, perhaps he can find another way to help. As he approaches the Koakuma, she gives him a weak smile.

"Any idea what's happening?" asks Grey. "Patchouli doesn't seem to be herself."

"I can explain it all later," replies Koakuma. "For now, you must trust me."

The little devil places one soft small hand over Grey's own. She shyly takes firm hold of his hand.

"Hold on to me," she says.

He gives the little devil a nod. Before he can say anything more, he finds himself soaring quickly between the shelves. He can feel the wind in his face as they go deeper into the Voile Library. They seem to be flying together, but he can't feel Koakuma dragging him along. It's almost as if she is sharing her own power with him as they flee from the battlefield behind them.

"W-where?" Grey manages. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere safe," Koakuma says simply.

A moment later, Grey finds himself hovering over a familiar staircase heading down into the Lower Library. Koakuma quickly dives down with him all the way to the bottom floor. It is only after they reach the very bottom does the little devil finally let go of his hand.

"What is this place?" asks Grey. For some reason, he feels like he has been here before.

Koakuma gives him an encouraging smile.

"This place is safe," replies the little devil.

She quickly leads him across the floor toward a room at the back. After they go through a pair of large double doors, they find themselves within a large chamber brightly lit with candles and magical runes. Somehow, this place seems familiar.

"I'm really glad," whispers Koakuma suddenly. "That time, I almost gave up on you."

"Huh?" replies Grey blankly.

The little devil turns around to face him.

"Don't worry," she says. "I will protect you."

Koakuma pulls up one of her sleeves, revealing an odd item. It takes Grey a few minutes to recognize and recall what it is. She seems to be wearing a digital watch. The LCD display shows that it is mid-morning. Something in the back of his mind seems to tell him that this is important.

"I've been preparing," replies Koakuma. "I've made all the arrangements to give us the opportunity to escape, you and I."

"What are you talking about?" asks Grey.

The little devil smiles gently at him.

"Still so naive, but that's just like you," she says carefully. "You must understand. Hope has no place in this Mansion. Escape is the only answer."

Suddenly, Grey recognizes something from the side of his eye. At the very back of the chamber lies a glowing sealing circle engraved on the floor itself. The pattern is exactly the same as the ones in his dream and at the clock tower. A single character is formed by the light. He shudders as he recalls it's meaning.

"This place is cursed," whispers Koakuma gravely.

Grey can't think of any obvious choices right now, but he must do something.
[ ] Custom

Something is wrong here.

"Sakuya, maybe we should try to -"

"Get down!"

Suddenly, a bright flash of light blinds Grey temporarily. By the time his eyes recover, Sakuya is standing in a defensive stance in front of him. The shattered remains of her knife lie on the floor nearby. As he looks over her shoulder, a single humanoid figure comes into view.

"So it was you!" cries Sakuya angrily. "What the hell are you planning?"

"P-Patchouli?" mumbles Grey disbelievingly.

"..."

The pink and purple magician looks up from her book and stares at them with complete disinterest.

"...It appears that rats have snuck in again. I'm sure the rat poison was... behind the bookshelves." says Patchouli slowly.

"What are you talking about?" returns Sakuya.

"What's going on?" cries Grey.

"I'm already investigating." says Patchouli simply. "It's hopeless for the likes of you."

The magician begins chanting words he can't understand.

"Fire Metal Sign, 「Saint Elmo's Pillar」" she declares.

Before Grey can react, Sakuya grabs his arm and whispers something under her breath. In the next moment, he feels himself thrown across the room like some rag doll. Still in mid-air, he sees the chief maid throw something at Patchouli. He cringes as he lands hard against one of the bookcases. Something incredibly hot gusts around the air surrounding him. Then, silence.

By the time he opens his eyes, the shelves where he was standing have been reduced to blackened splinters and ash. Small fires burn here and there. A small crater on the floor itself serves as the center of the destruction. Somehow, the magician dealing such damage to the library seems extremely out of place.

It takes him a few moments to realize that the chief maid and the magician are no longer standing on the ground. They are hovering high above the shelves, facing each other.

"What are you doing!" cries Sakuya. "Are you seriously betraying Lady Remilia's trust?"

"...Rat poison, rat poison," mumbles Patchouli.

"Who cares about the damn rat poison!" the chief maid shouts. "Answer me!"

"People with bad manners have no sense of politeness, much less anything else," replies the magician dully.

As Grey looks closer, he notices something odd. The magician seems to be acting dazed, as if sleepwalking. She continues muttering strange things, ignoring Sakuya's questions and arguments. The chief maid only grows more furious at her ramblings.

"T-that's it! If you won't give yourself up, I'll have to take you down myself!" cries Sakuya. She pulls out something from her dress. Grey shudders as he realizes what it is. It looks like a spell card.

"Another trifle of time," mumbles Patchouli. She doesn't seem to be looking straight at Sakuya, but after coughing a few times, she also pulls out a spell card.

Grey stares with mouth agape as the two begin a spectacular danmaku battle. Knives, lasers, and all sorts of projectiles begin flying in all directions. He barely has time to duck behind the safety of one of the more sturdy bookshelves.

"D-damn it!" mutters Grey.

He can't possibly join that kind of fight. Spell card duels will only spell a quick death for him. First of all, he can't fly. Second, he can't survive getting hit by those spells. The only thing that he can tell is that the chief maid and the magician are a close match. Their duel looks like it will take some time to finish.

What the hell is he supposed to do now?

"Grey! I-is that you?" whispers a tiny voice toward the left.

He turns to see Koakuma looking at him with concern. She is only a few shelves away. The little devil beckons for him to follow her. Perhaps he can ask her to explain the circumstances of this bloody mess.

[ ] Follow Koakuma discreetly. You need her help.
[ ] Stay where you are. Spend a bit of time to figure things out.
[ ] Step out from behind the shelf. Maybe you can stop the battle somehow.
[ ] Try to flee from the library. Perhaps you can call for help.
[ ] Custom

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"This is strange," Sakuya says. "It's almost as if the beast youkai are coming from inside the Voile Library, rather than breaking in from outside."

"That can't possibly mean anything good," replies Grey. "We better find the source before things get any worse."

The chief maid nods in agreement. She turns her head slightly in the direction of the fairy maids. They can't just leave the others like this. But they might be a hindrance if they come.

"Is there any place where the fairies can retreat to?" he asks quietly. "The injured need to recover, and most of the others don't look like good fighters."

Sakuya pauses for a moment before speaking.

"For some reason, there are hardly any attackers on the second floor," she says finally. "Perhaps they can stay in one of the larger rooms. I believe that they can defend themselves adequately upstairs."

Grey nods in agreement.

"The others should be able to move the wounded," he says. "They will also need an escort. The armed fairies should accompany them to minimize the risk."

Sakuya smiles at him thoughtfully.

"Strange that a normal human would be so concerned about fairies," she says. "Or anyone else but themselves, for that matter. You seem to be something else."

"Human or not, they are part of the staff too," he replies. "This is just part of my job here, after all."

"Or perhaps you have other reasons?" whispers Sakuya seductively. "Like making sure that we are alone together?"

The chief maid steps dangerously close to him. From this distance, he can feel the heat of her warm breath. Grey forces himself to maintain a poker face, though he is beginning to feel very nervous for some reason.

"E-er..."

Suddenly, Sakuya flicks him on the forehead. He gasps in surprise and irritation.

"D-damn it, Sakuya," he mutters. "That really isn't funny."

The chief maid laughs at him lightly. Several moments pass before the two of them realize that they aren't alone in the hallway. Some of the fairy maids are whispering animatedly to each other. A few of them glare at Grey angrily.

"Ahahaha.."

Sakuya clears her throat before giving out orders. After making sure that the fairy maids understand the instructions, she turns back to Grey.

"Let's go," she says.

...

The two of them encountered several more beast youkai on their way to the Voile Library, but for some reason, the number of enemies decreased as they approached. But nonetheless, they were most certainly coming from the direction of the library. Sakuya said nothing as they pushed forward and dispatched the youkai.

"Shouldn't there be more of them around?" asks Grey as he reloads his weapon.

"Perhaps Patchouli took care of them already," says Sakuya. "These youkai shouldn't pose much trouble for her."

Grey nods slowly as he follows. However, her words feel uncertain, as if she suspects something else.

When they arrive at the library, the shelves near the entrance are completely destroyed. Books and broken wood can be seen all over the area. However, there are no beast youkai to be seen. They continue forward, carefully examining the debris as they pass. While there are clear signs of battle, they find no corpses or dead bodies. The area looks as if something stampeded through, but the fighting didn't occur here.

After several minutes of walking, they find themselves at the undamaged portion of the Voile Library. For some reason, Grey feels more and more uneasy as they continue forward. He draws his weapon and checks the safety as they walk. Sakuya draws out a single knife in her hand as well. She must feel it too.

Something is wrong here.

"Sakuya, maybe we should try to -"

"Get down!"

Suddenly, a bright flash of light blinds him. By the time he is able to open his eyes, Sakuya is standing in a defensive stance in front of him. The shattered remains of her knife lie on the floor nearby.

He looks over the chief maid's shoulder to see a single humanoid figure walking toward them.

"So it was you!" cries Sakuya angrily. "What the hell are you planning?

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"Help the others," says Remilia. "That's an order."

Before they can reply, the vampire strikes the walls with her fists. He can feel the ground rumble as the ceiling over the door begins to crash down. As the dust settles, Grey realizes that she effectively sealed the entrance to the basement chamber. They won't be able to enter the basement from this way anymore.

He struggles to his feet and takes a glance at Sakuya. She still seems to be in shock. He gently places a hand on the chief maid's shoulder to reassure her.

"I'm sure that Remilia knows what she is doing," he says. In any case, the elder Scarlet has Flandre with her. There are few forces in Gensokyo that can cause either of them permanent damage.

"..."

Sakuya stands herself up, but says nothing.

"You mentioned that beast youkai are coming into the mansion from somewhere?" he asks in an attempt to change the subject.

"Huh? O-oh, of course," mumbles the chief maid. "They seem to be coming from somewhere around the Voile Library area. The fairy maids formed a barricade at the library entrance."

Grey reloads his weapon as he begins walking back toward the staircase.

"I believe we should get going," he says. "Orders are orders."

Sakuya sighs heavily as she follows.

"The cleaning never ends..."

...

The rest of the walk was uneventful. They didn't meet any other beast youkai, though they could hear a loud racket coming from the direction of the library. As they approached, they could hear loud crashes, explosions, and an occasional high-pitched scream.

"I'm going ahead," says Sakuya. Grey turns to face her, but she had already vanished from sight. He blinks stupidly for a few seconds before running forward.

The sound of battle grows louder as he reaches the corner. Without warning, one of Sakuya's knives flies past him, missing his neck by only a few inches.

"W-what the?" cries Grey. "Be careful with those!"

"Sorry about that," returns Sakuya, not sounding sorry at all.

Strewn carelessly along the hallway are over a dozen dead youkai beasts. While most of them are impaled with the chief maid's knives, a few seem to be badly burnt or stabbed with other types of weapons. Grey pulls out the knife from the wall before running toward Sakuya.

"If I didn't know any better," says Grey as he hands Sakuya the knife back. "I'd say that you were trying to kill me by accident, Sakuya".

"Eh? Now why would I want to do that?" asks Sakuya. She fails to hide a tiny smile on her almost neutral face.

Suddenly, a door on their left opens. A single fairy maid peeks out of the crack.

"S-Sakuya?" she whispers uncertainly.

The chief maid gives the nervous figure a single nod.

"It's her! It's her!" cries the fairy as she runs out of the door. She rushes toward the chief maid teary-eyed, as if to hug her, but she manages to stop herself and settles for a simple curtsey. At that moment, Grey feels that Sakuya had glared at the fairy maid, but he couldn't bring himself to check.

Several other maids come out of the room, some of them carrying weapons. A few look injured, with make-shift bandages wrapped around their wounds.

"What happened to the barricade?" asks Sakuya sternly.

One of the taller maids steps forward. Carrying a heavy halberd in one hand, she salutes to the chief maid before speaking.

"We held the position as long as we could," the fairy says. "But in the end, we were forced to retreat. I'm s-sorry, chief."

The fairy maid lowers her head in shame. Grey notices that this one has the same insignia embroidered on her dress as the other maid he met outside. Unfortunately, he can't seem to recall her name. Did it start with an "E"?

Sakuya takes a glance at the remaining fairy maids. While there are over a dozen standing with them, several are badly injured. Most of the others look tired and scared, and only three or four seem to be experienced enough for combat.

The chief maid takes a few minutes to ask the fairies some questions. For the most part, she seems to be asking about the status of the battle. However, Grey catches a few strange terms that he doesn't recognize. They almost sound like magical terms. Is Sakuya a magician of some sort?

Sakuya nods at the fairies one more time before walking back to Grey.

"This is strange," Sakuya says. "It's almost as if the beast youkai are coming from inside the Voile Library itself."

"That can't mean anything good," replies Grey. "But I suppose that we better find the source of the youkai before things get any worse."

Sakuya nods in agreement. She turns her head slightly in the direction of the fairy maids.
[ ] Take them all with you. Deserters will be executed.
[ ] Take only the uninjured faires. The others should lick their wounds.
[ ] Take only the armed and experienced fairies. You only need soldiers.
[ ] Order them all to retreat. Sakuya and yourself will be enough.
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"Lady Remilia! Are you alright?" cries Sakuya.

"Sakuya? Grey?" replies Remilia. "What are you two doing here?"

"We came to help," says Grey. "Where is -"

Without warning, a wave of fire comes upon them. The two humans crumple down on the ground. They can feel the searing heat approaching. This power will kill them for sure, Grey thinks.

But after a few moments, the heat subsides. Sakuya and Grey open their eyes to find Remilia standing in front of them, her wings and arms raised to shield them from the attack. The vampire's body seems to be badly burned. Both of her hands are little more than black charred stumps.

"Lady Remilia!" cries Sakuya in despair.

Grey watches open-mouthed as the vampire starts regenerating before his eyes. In mere seconds, her injuries are completely healed. The only sign of damage are the few burnt parts of her dress, which seem to be made of some damage-resistant material. But that isn't the reason he froze. Her eyes are filled with fury as she looks straight at him.

"You useless fools! You'll both be killed down here!" she shouts angrily.

Before he can reply, Remilia grabs him by the neck and throws him back into the hallway outside. He flinches in pain as his back hits the ground. Grey lies on the ground, unmoving, as he waits for his body to recover.

"But Lady Remilia, we just came to-"

Suddenly, Remilia slaps her on the face. The sound of the blow echoes along the hallways, somehow silencing the noisy battle inside. For a single moment, Grey watches Sakuya stand in shock in front of the vampire. Then in the next, Sakuya is kneeling over him, her long silver hair hiding her face.

"We should go," she whispers quietly.

Grey sits up and looks over her shoulders. From the air thick with ashes and fire comes a small figure. It flaps it's strange wings of gems and metal a few times to shake off some dust before speaking.

"Big sister! The smelly things stopped moving," says Flandre. "And there's a weird guy coming our way!"

Another humanoid figure walks from the shadows. Wrapped completely in bandages from head to toe, the shadowy man walks towards the vampires, carrying something long in his hand. Even the man's eyes are wrapped in bandages, as if he could see without using his eyes.

Remilia has a strange smile on her face, as if recognizing the person. She turns back at the humans for a moment.

"Help the others," she says sternly. "That's an order."

Before they can reply, Remilia strikes upon the walls with her fists. The ceiling begins to crash down, sealing the entrance to the basement chamber with rocks and debris. It will take them hours to dig their way through it.

Grey struggles to his feet and puts a hand on Sakuya's shoulder. She still seems to be in shock.

Where should they go next?
[ ] Custom

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"Get down!" cries Sakuya.

Grey narrowly avoids the teeth and talons of the beast youkai. Strange and deadly, the crocodile-hound hybrid lands hard on the floow behind him. He can smell its foul breath from this close. If he hadn't seen this type of thing before, he would have froze in shock. But, for good or bad, he has survived an encounter with these things just the other day.

He quickly raises his pistol and fires several times at the creature's head. From this distance, none of the shots miss, and the beast falls dead on the floor. Like he suspected, his weapon seems to be a bit more effective against youkai. He won't be completely useless, this time.

"Thanks a lot, Sakuya," he says, smiling. "What would I do without you?"

"Die slowly and painfully?" the chief maid suggests.

"Probably," replies Grey.

Behind him lie the corpses of half a dozen corpses of the beast youkai. They are all heavily impaled with several dozen knives. When Sakuya attacked, not a single of her weapons missed.

"We shouldn't waste time with these small fry," says Sakuya. "I have a bad feeling about this attack. It feels like it was well planned."

Grey nods in agreement.

"We should help the Scarlets first," he says. "Remilia is my master too, after all."

...

Sakuya leads him down a long, spiraling staircase. The sounds of battle echo along the walls as they run down. The chief maid explains that Remilia and her sister are the only ones fighting in this place. It would be useless to send the fairy maids down to assist, as they would easily be killed by Flandre's attacks.

"Wouldn't Flandre be enough against the enemies below?" he asks quickly. The younger Scarlet is pretty much capable of destroying anything, living or not.

"Perhaps if she used her full power," says Sakuya. "No, even with only a part of her true power, she would easily annihilate everything in the area."

"So why did Remilia come down?" Grey asks.

Sakuya sighs heavily.

"Someone has to keep the little sister calm and in control," she says. "If Flandre panics, the whole mansion and everyone in it could be killed."

At the bottom of the stairs, a huge pair of iron doors loom over them. The torches on the walls barely illuminate the darkness. Their shadows dance ominously as they walk forward. Sakuya slowly pushes the doors open.

Suddenly, a powerful hot gust pushes them both back. Grey barely manages to remain standing. Sakuya is kneeling on the ground to his left from the impact.

"Flandre! Don't be reckless!" cries a familiar voice from within. "Stay close, and don't rush forward like that!"

"B-but it hurts! It hurts when those things bite!" cries another voice, younger and higher-pitched. "What are those things anyway? They won't stop coming!"

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[X] Take some items with you:
A Mauser C96. Early semi-automatic pistol. You have four unused magazines for reloading.
(3) Blank spell cards. You can inscribe spells on them.
A pair of sturdy workgloves. They won't be replaced.
A spell card. "Command Sign, 「Master's Voice」"
A Stradivarius violin. It seems to have a life of its own.
A violin case. Self explanatory.
A ribbon from Patchouli. She didn't leave instructions.
A small plain envelope. It is empty.
A small note reading, "Help me." You don't recognize the handwriting.
A pair of police handcuffs and keys. Heavy-duty.

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Grey pockets the note hastily. Something must be happening outside. He has a really bad feeling about it. This can't possibly mean anything good.

After getting dressed, he takes a glance out of the window. He watches with mouth agape at the commotion outside. This can't be happening! Again.

"Too many... there are too many!"

"Stay focused! We can fight them off!"

"B-but I don't know how to fight!"

"What are you? Humans? Fire danmaku at the damn things!"

"I've been stung again! I've been stung again!"

"D-damn! Someone help Siesta!"

"I-I don't want to die... uwaaa!"

"Hand me another glaive. I'm gonna gut this piece of -"

"Start falling back to the front door! Cover the retreat of the others!"

Youkai hornets. Dozens of them. They seem to be coming from somewhere in the direction of the Forest of Magic. Like before, they are flying over the gate and swarming all over the grounds as they cause havoc. Roughly two feet in length, each of the creatures have mandibles and stingers that can pierce through bone. Small but deadly, the insect youkai continue attacking anyone in their path.

The fairy maids seem more organized this time around. He recognizes the one leading them as Elena from before. They seem to be using the same formation that he came up with last time. A few of the fairies got split from the group. Those unfortunate souls are being picked off, one by one. At this rate, they are going to lose over a dozen maids before they get to the front door.

Suddenly, a familiar voice cries out over the chaos.

"Illusion Sign, 「Flower Imaginary Dream Vine」"

A large pentagram forms around the gate guard. She pauses only for a moment before rushing forward into the center of the insect horde. The hornets in her path are crushed to pieces instantly as she passes. She fires hundreds of blue bullets in a scatter shot pattern around her, killing off most of the hornets as she weaves in and out of the insect swarm.

Grey sighs in relief before pulling his eyes away from the window. He can't just stay here and watch. Quickly, he rummages through his things for anything useful. He takes the Mauser C96 and replaces it in his holster. After pocketing four extra ammo clips, he grabs the violin and its case. He also ensures that he has all of the spell cards, blank or not.

He grabs the pair of workgloves and pockets them as well. He also takes the handcuffs and keys, just in case. After examining the note one more time, he replaces it in the envelope and pockets it. Before he closes the cabinet, he checks his coat for Patchouli's ribbon.

"Got everything you need?" asks a voice behind him.

Grey jumps slightly in surprise as he turns to face the chief maid. She seems to be waiting for him patiently. How long has she been standing behind him?

"I'm ready," he replies. "Any idea what's going on?"

"The mansion is under attack, as you can see," she says calmly. "I've instructed Meiling and half of the security force to guard the front door from the bugs. But we have trouble at other places too."

"Other places?" he says.

"I've heard reports of beast youkai flooding into the mansion from the direction of the Voile Library. Patchouli and Koakuma should be alright, but some of the beasts are breaking through into the rest of the mansion. Seems like they got through the barrier unharmed."

"Just like last time," he mutters.

"But that's not all. The maids working downstairs just told me that the Scarlet sisters are fighting off some strange creatures at the basement. I don't know the details, but they seem to be some type of undead. While Remilia and Flandre are powerful, their skills aren't especially effective against things that aren't properly alive."

"Now that one is new," says Grey. "What I don't get is why you are here at all. Shouldn't you be helping the others?"

Sakuya looks at him thoughtfully before speaking.

"Remilia ordered me to find you," she says, a hint of regret in her voice. "She said that you would know what to do."

"Wait, what?" he says.

Sakuya doesn't look like she is joking. Seems like she is going to follow his decision, so he better choose wisely.

[ ] They should go help Meiling fight off the youkai hornets outside.
[ ] They should go help Patchouli and Koakuma at the Voile Library.
[ ] They should go help Remilia and Flandre at the basement.
[ ] Custom

[X] Inventory
A Mauser C96. Early semi-automatic pistol. You have two unused magazines for reloading.
(3) Blank spell cards. You can inscribe spells on them.
A pair of sturdy workgloves. They won't be replaced.
A spell card. "Command Sign, 「Master's Voice」"
A Stradivarius violin. It seems to have a life of its own.
A violin case. Self explanatory.
A ribbon from Patchouli. She didn't leave instructions.
A small note. It reads "To use, aim and throw hard."
A few pieces of blank stationary. You'll need something to write with, first.
A map of the East Wing of the Voile library. Nothing special is marked on it.
A catalogue listing books in the East Wing. It isn't very thick, but the print is small and hard to read.
A broken door knob handle. It seems pretty useless.
A blindfold. It seems to be part of a magician's set.
A cloth gag. Not very funny, in your opinion.
A pair of police handcuffs and keys. Heavy-duty.
A bicycle chain. You can't remember what you were thinking when you took it.
Three small candles. You'll need some matches.
A length of silk rope. It probably won't leave marks.
A letter from Remilia. You already read it.
An ammo crate. Holds ammo clips for the Mauser C96.
A short pamphlet. "A Draft of Spell Card Rules"
A small pink envelope. It is empty.
A book from the Voile Library. It reads "Invoking Spirits for Beginners".
A small plain envelope. It is empty.
A small note reading, "Help me." You don't recognize the handwriting.

Loading User Commands:
[X] They are coming upon us.

---

After finishing his morning rituals, Grey returns to his room to think. He doesn't meet anyone in the hallways.

Like the ones before it, that dream was very vivid. But unlike the others, it wasn't especially disturbing. He didn't hurt anyone this time, and somehow he felt that he was more of himself in it. In fact, though he hates to admit it, the dream was quite pleasant. He can still recall the softness of Patchouli's skin and the sweet smell of her hair.

"..."

Grey quickly shakes away his own perverted thoughts. This isn't the time for this. He must stay focused this time. Especially on that second part.

That was the first time he can recall speaking to someone he didn't meet in the waking world. He can't remember the person's features very clearly, but he knows that the person was wearing a distinct pair of spectacles. And he was carrying a long and dangerous weapon.

That man said that he was going insane. But wasn't it himself that was often crazy in those nightmares?

Before he can ponder further, he notices something new on his desk. He examines it closely. It seems to be an envelope. Inside is a small note.

"Help me."

He can't recognize the cute, loopy handwriting.

Suddenly, the floor rumbles with some kind of impact. It feels like an earthquake of some sort, but it stops immediately. Maybe a truck smashed into the side of the mansion?

"..."

This can't be good. Grey quickly gets dressed as he thinks about what to do next. He can hear some commotion from outside the window. The racket seems to be getting louder. He can also hear some loud noises that must be echoing in the hallway outside of his room.

He pauses to think.
[ ] Look out the window.
[ ] Listen behind the room door.
[ ] Slowly peek out of the room.
[ ] Burst out of the room.
[ ] Take some items with you. You can't take everything. (Specify)
[ ] Custom

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[X] ... W-what the hell am I doing?

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He licks his lips as he watches Patchouli sleeping. Her chest slowly moves up and down as she breathes. Her legs twitch involuntarily every few seconds. Her face and skin are a healthy pink color, though her hair is a bit of a mess. She can probably have it fixed up later.

"..."

After a few minutes, he realizes that he hasn't had his own fun yet. The pink and purple wizard might be unconscious, but he won't let that stop him. Perhaps he can "urge" her to wake up for another lesson. Or maybe she might wake up with a pleasant surprise already inside. He doesn't necessarily have to be too gentle with her, either. Doing something a little more.. "creative" is always a valid option.

Wait. Something is wrong here. Somehow, he feels like they are being watched. He quickly turns his head to see a female silhouette fleeing from the open door.

"Damn it!" he mutters.

He breaks out into a run as he chases the girl. Fucking good timing, isn't it? Just when he was about to have his merry way with the magician, something always has to come up. Shit really kills the mood.

Wait. Was he really going to violate her just now? His mind says, "Hell yes!", but that doesn't sound like something he would normally do. He hasn't even thought about his own feelings. Or hers...

"... W-what the hell am I doing?" he cries out loudly.

That person. She must have seen them. No, he can't let this situation go out of control. He needs to stop her and explain. She should be right behind this corner.

"Oh shit," he says as he slows down quickly. Thankfully, he manages to stop before slamming into someone.

"Careful now," says the person. "It's dangerous to run around the halls, you know? You aren't Flandre, so you should know better."

The first thing he notices are the man's glasses. Framed with silver, they glint brightly against the magical lights of the hallway. There isn't anything else that stands out about him. He is probably human, too. He seems to be holding something behind his back, but he can't see it clearly.

"W-who are you?" he asks. "I don't think that I've seen you here before."

"Of course not," the man replies. "That is because I'm not here. You can't meet someone 'here', if he isn't here. Simple logic, isn't it?"

".. What?" he replies blankly. That doesn't make the least bit of sense.

"In any case, I'm just another lost lamb in the wilds," the man says. "Though perhaps it is more accurate to say that I am a lost wolf in the forest."

"A wolf?" he mutters.

"Doesn't matter," the man replies. "I'm pretty certain that you are just another hallucination that my mind made up. It really is a difficult thing, going truly insane."

"I'm not a hallucination," he argues.

The man laughs heartily before swinging something at him. He can't see it clearly, but looks like a long weapon. The person misses, but the power of the attack could easily be felt. If that hit, he would be dead for sure.

"Yeah right," the man says. "And I'm not dreaming that I'm back at the Scarlet Devil Mansion. You hallucinations just keep getting dumber, don't you.."

Suddenly, the person's voice starts getting faint. His vision starts blurring once more.

Then, darkness.

...
[ ] There is still time to prepare.
[ ] They are coming upon us.
[ ] There is no hope.

The magician sits on her bed silently, a book still in her hands. She is practically hiding her face with it. While amusing, this will not make it any easier.

"Still reading?" he comments. "That must be a pretty good book."

"..."

Carefully, he sits beside her. But when he places his finger to touch the book, she suddenly backs away. She seems to be shielding herself with it.

"P-please don't," whispers Patchouli.

He nods slowly. Perhaps the book is helping her relax? In any case, he can't get it away from her without using his skills. And that would be boring.

"Alright, I won't," he says. "But only if I can touch something else."

He stands up and walks around for a bit, as if in deep thought. After carefully making sure that she can't see him from her position, he stealthily makes his way to the other side of the bed. The moment he leans on the sheets, she makes a tiny gasp in surprise. However, she seems too nervous to turn around. He pushes onward until he sits himself directly behind her.

"Just relax," he whispers soothingly. "Why so serious?"

He puts his hands on her back, feeling the heat through her clothes. She shivers slightly at his touch, but as soon as he begins to massage her, he feels her muscles steadily relax. Gently and professionally, he continues to rub her back until he can feel her breathing normally.

Then, he embraces her tightly from behind. She squeals in surprise, but she doesn't fight back. Somehow, she manages to hold on to her book. He takes a long, deep sniff of her beautiful lavender hair.

"You smell wonderful," he whispers.

They sit still together in silence. He patiently waits until the magician becomes accustomed to his touch before he gently loosens his grip. After all, it wouldn't be very interesting if she didn't enjoy it too.

Without warning, he slips a hand on her chest. She doesn't say anything as he lazily motions his fingers upon the thin fabric. He is pleasantly surprised to find that she isn't wearing anything under the dress. Steadily, he begins to build a rhythm as he rubs upon her breast. The magician continues to stay silent, but he can feel her breathing faster. He continues playing with her breast, gently pinching on her nipple as he proceeds.

She stays silent all through his motions. For a moment, he wonders if the girl isn't enjoying this. Slowly, he lowers his head right beside her ear. She doesn't seem to notice. He smiles as he blows into her ear.

"Aaahn~" squeals Patchouli. She closes her eyes and begins breathing heavily as he rubs her harder. Encouraged by the reaction, he slips his other hand under her dress and begins toying directly with her other breast. He calms himself, ignoring the enticing sensations on his fingertips, and casually compares the difference between touching her through the dress and under it. He varies his motions as he tries to get a better reaction from the girl.

She begins panting loudly as he gently nibbles on her neck. Her eyes remain closed, but her body seems to be accepting his attacks quite gratefully. He continues pleasuring her with his hands, occasionally slipping down to rub upon her thighs. Still both fully clothed, he smiles at the girl's reactions. While inexperienced, she is surprisingly sensitive.

Curious, he gently brushes his hand between her legs. Immediately, Patchouli pulls away from it. He smiles gently when he notices something. He stops touching her, and backs away. Patchouli opens her eyes and turns around to face him.

"E-eh?" she says.

"I'm not so sure if I should go on with the lesson," he says sternly. "You don't seem to be very enthusiastic about this."

"..."

"Maybe we should just call it a night and -"

"No!" interrupts the magician.

"Hmm?"

Patchouli covers her face with the book again. He waits patiently for her to calm down.

"Please," she whispers, barely audible. "Please continue.."

He smiles as he runs a hand between her legs. As he moves his fingers over her panty, he confirms the reason she pulled away earlier. She is pretty damp down there. He slowly slips a single finger to explore further. The moment she touches her clit, she jerks up and cries out. She shudders violently as she orgasms.

"Haa.. Haa.."

Gently, he lays the girl down on the bed. He fluffs up a pillow before putting it under her head. Patchouli gives him a grateful smile before her eyes shut in exhaustion and pleasure.

"..."

Then, he realizes that he hasn't had his own fun yet...

[ ] Next Lesson
[ ] Advanced Lesson
[ ] Hard Lesson
[ ] Extra Lesson
[ ] ... W-what the hell am I doing?

The magician's face is bright red. She seems to be struggling between her embarrassment and her true feelings. He waits patiently, savoring her confusion.

"I want you to.." whispers Patchouli. Her breathing becomes uneven as she mouths out the last words. She pulls her eyes away from the book and looks up at him desperately.

"Want me to... make you a cup of tea?" he suggests. "Or perhaps you want me to recommend a good paperback novel?"

She shakes her head so quickly that her hat threatens to fall off.

"Then what is it?" he returns.

".. must I say it aloud?" she whispers in the tiniest voice.

At this moment, he considers giving in to her. But immediately, he decides against it. The game has only started, after all. He takes a few steps closer and without warning, he puts a hand on her shoulder and moves his face close to her ear.

"You have to tell me exactly what it is," he whispers sternly.

Patchouli gasps in shock. Her eyes begin to water as she looks away from his gaze. However, she manages a weak reply with a voice no louder than a mouse.

"Teach me.." she whispers

"Teach you?" he repeats. "Well, I suppose that will have to do.."

He sighs as he looks at the newly colored magician. If Patchouli turns any redder, he would seriously consider taking her to a hospital. Perhaps he shouldn't push her any further. She might just faint, and that would mean much less fun for him.

In one swift motion, he sweeps Patchouli into his arms. She squeaks in surprise before giving him a puzzled and embarrassed look. He smiles gently at the magician.

"Perhaps you would prefer to have the lesson out here in the halls?" he says slyly. "I suppose that it is fine too."

"N-no!" she squeals as she struggles to get free. He tightens his grip and holds her close to his chest.

"Then where shall we play?" he whispers, letting his warm breath flow over her ear. She reddens furiously before replying.

"T-the bed," whispers Patchouli.

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[X] Go to sleep.

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"You are late," says Patchouli.

She takes a passing glance at the firearm in his hand before frowning at him.

"Don't mind it. I just got a little... distracted earlier," he replies.

"Any trouble?" she asks quickly.

"Just a few rats in the cellar. Nothing unusual." he says with a smile.

"Hmm," she manages.

After a few moments, she buries her head once again in her book.

"Don't worry about it. No one is going to interrupt us this time," he whispers.

"Why are you still holding that?" she asks, pointing at the pistol with her other hand.

"Oh, this?" he says.

"Unfinished business?" suggests Patchouli.

"I think you are asking the wrong question, my Mistress," he returns. "Perhaps what you mean to ask is: 'is that for business, or pleasure'.."

Patchouli doesn't say anything in reply. Instead, she simply raises her book a little bit higher; perhaps as a futile attempt to hide her blushing face. Upon noticing his gaze, she starts shifting her feet around nervously.

He smiles mischievously at her behaviour. Perhaps he should tease her a little bit.

"So, my Mistress," he starts. "May I ask what task you request of me? We should make due preparations to do it thoroughly."

The pink and purple wizard grows even redder at that last word. Her eyes are still moving from side to side, but it is clear to him that she is only pretending to read.

"Forgive my poor memory, but I can't seem to recall the reason you called me out on this wonderful evening," he says.

"Umm..." she mutters. She opens her mouth to speak, but she can't seem to find the words.

"Anyway, if you have no need of my services, then perhaps I should leave," he says. Immediately, he turns around and makes for the door. He has only begun to turn its handle when the magician finally speaks.

"D-don't go!" cries Patchouli. She covers her mouth quickly, embarrassed at her sudden, high-pitched outburst. Quickly, she turns back to her book once more.

"Eh? So you do have a task for me, my Mistress?" he asks slowly.

"..."

"You have to tell me exactly what it is," he says. "I can't read minds, you know."

Loading User Commands:
[X] Don't omit the dreams, but refuse to specify; it hurts you too much to think about.
[X] You don't know, but all evidence points to yourself.
[X] Drink your tea.
[X] Have a biscuit.

---

"Were you expecting me?" asks Grey. He takes care not to put emotion into his words.

"Perhaps one could see it that way," Remilia says, staring deeply at the dregs of her tea cup. "I didn't know that you would come to me tonight, and at this exact moment."

The vampire pauses to pour herself more tea. When she looks up at him, her eyes are clear and determined.

"But I believed in this possibility, however unlikely it seemed," whispers Remilia.

"I-I see," he manages. He doesn't understand it, but her words are heavy. Somehow, he feels that the vampire is being uncharacteristically serious.

He takes another sip of his tea, and is pleasantly surprised. Its distinct flavor is unmistakable; this is Earl Grey tea. Somehow, he feels like this isn't a coincidence. In fact, there are several other events that can't possibly be attributed to random chance alone.

"Do you believe in Fate?" asks Remilia suddenly.

"What?"

"Do you believe that all events are pre-determined, and that there is no way to change events that are destined to occur?" she continues.

"..."

The vampire calmly replaces her cup on the table. Without warning, she stands up and slams her hand upon the table. He almost drops his tea in surprise. The floor rumbles slightly with the impact, and Grey suddenly becomes aware of her vampiric strength. He looks up at her in shock. The vampire's teeth glints in the moonlight as she smiles proudly.

"Let me tell you a secret, Grey," says Remilia.

"A-a secret?" he repeats uneasily.

"Fate doesn't exist," she whispers.

Grey says nothing in reply, suddenly aware of the power of this girl's will. Her eyes blaze a fiery red that threatens to burn anything and everything that dares stand in her way. Slowly, she takes a seat. After a few moments, she sips her tea contentedly, as if nothing happened. He manages to take a biscuit and munch on it absent-mindedly as he tries to calm himself down.

"At least, not in that way. Your presence here is proof of that," says Remilia. "I only wish that I realized this earlier."

He sees in her eyes a deep sorrow when she says those words. Full of regret, and sadness. But when she turns back to him, her eyes are full of determination.

"What did you discover during your investigation?" she asks, her tone completely businesslike.

...

Grey described everything that happened. He began his tale from the beginning, when he first arrived in the Voile Library, up to the events that led to his visit this evening. Almost everything, at least. When he got to the part about his unusual dreams, he simply said that he remembered doing some unforgivable things to the inhabitants of the Mansion.

Thankfully, the vampire did not ask for the details. In fact, she didn't seem surprised about any of the events. Even the youkai attacks and the incident at the clock tower failed to perturb her. Somehow, he had the feeling that everything he said only confirmed information that she already knew or suspected.

Upon finishing his story, Remilia only gave him a thoughtful nod. They sat together for a few minutes in silence. Finally, he could bear it no longer.

"What do you think we should do?" he asks politely.

For a moment, Remilia pauses. She examines her tea cup closely before she replies.

"We should have dinner," says the vampire with an enigmatic smile.

...

Dinner was mostly uneventful. Patchouli and Koakuma weren't present. Seems like they usually dine at the Voile Library. Remilia ate calmly as she complained about the laziness of the shrine maiden and the black and white witch. Those two were apparently in charge of resolving most of the incidents in Gensokyo. Sakuya stood behind her Mistress, serving her as was appropriate. There was only one thing odd about the scene.

Flandre was at her seat, chatting energetically with her elder sister. From bits and pieces of her dialogue, it seems that she discovered something interesting while walking around the basement, but Remilia simply shrugged it off.

"If they bother you, why don't you just destroy them?" says Remilia. What? She shouldn't encourage Flandre to destroy things so easily!

"Eh? You aren't listening," whines Flandre. "I said that I tried that already. They just keep coming back. Weird, smelly things."

"Well, as long as they don't come upstairs, then it's fine," replies Remilia. "I can count on you for that, can't I?"

"But it's a bother!" cries Flandre. "And they smell really really weird!"

Remilia dismisses her with a wave. For a moment, Flandre looks like she is about to throw a tantrum, but in the end she simply stays silent and finishes her food. Perhaps the older sister has some control over the younger one, despite their difference in power.

Nothing else unusual was discussed over dinner. After saying, "Good night," to Remilia and Sakuya, he decided to walk Flandre back to her room in the basement. After all, it was unusual that the little sister come upstairs on her own. And personally, he did find this girl pretty cute, in a strange and insane manner.

"You're a nice guy," says Flandre. "Well, g'night then."

As Grey heads back to his room, he wonders about what exactly could have bothered her. She seemed to be pretty agitated until Remilia calmed her down. Perhaps he can ask her about it at some point.

But that will have to wait for the morning. It has been a long, tiring day.

Grey stares longingly at his bed.

[ ] Explore the mansion.
[ ] Wander around aimlessly.
[ ] Go to sleep.
[ ] Custom

Server Update:
"Status" can no longer be accessed from this point onward. Certain events must be cleared before this command and other additional options are unlocked.

Loading User Commands:
[X] Explore the second floor. Perhaps you can find Remilia's room.

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Grey pockets Patchouli's ribbon as he leaves the library. He has no reason to refuse the magician's little gift, after all. She didn't say anything to explain its significance, but he is sure that this item is important. He blushes slightly as he notes that the ribbon still to be a little bit warm in his hands. Somehow, he can picture Patchouli sitting down in front of a mirror, yawning silently as she shakes off her sleepiness, with Koakuma gently tying the ribbons in her hair as the little devil greets her a good morning.

Back outside, he pauses to think about where to go next. While tempting, he feels that he has spent more than enough time in the Voile Library. If there is anything he needed to know, Patchouli or Koakuma would have mentioned it already. It would be awkward to return to Patchouli right after he said that he was done, and Koakuma might need more time to calm down. In any case, he has learned enough from this place.

He could check the kitchen and dining room for a good chance to find Sakuya, but he doesn't really feel like repeating his culinary disaster in front of her and the other maids. He still remembers that moment when he first woke up in her bed. Looking back, he doesn't remember ever seeing her eyes full of gentleness and concern like that. She returned to her usual self soon afterward, though.

The little sister in the basement doesn't seem to be as dangerous as he first thought, and Flandre did help him out before (in a strange, unplanned way). However, the thought of disturbing her in any way causes him to shudder. Somehow, he feels that this girl is even more dangerous than the others because of her unpredictable behaviour. Sadly, even if she does some strange and reckless things, he somehow feels that the little sister still means well when she acts.

Meiling should be back at the front gate, since she is the Mansion's gatekeeper and guard. He hasn't had much opportunity to talk to her, but she seems to be a friendly enough person, for a youkai. In any case, her job is very important for the Mansion security, and he shouldn't bother her during this troublesome times. Perhaps he can spend a little more time chatting with her in the afternoons when this mess is all over.

"Hmm," he mutters aloud. Who should he visit next? And why does he feel that he forgot about something really important?

After a few moments of blinking stupidly, Grey finally remembers. He plants a palm on his face after realization sets in. How can he forget about someone so important to this situation?

Immediately, he sets off toward the staircase to the second floor, carrying the violin case in his left hand and the other things in his coat. He doesn't know exactly where it is, but he feels that it won't be difficult to find. Remilia's room would definitely stand out from any of the other rooms in the Mansion. For some reason, he feels it odd that hers is the only room that he hasn't seen or visited, both in his dreams and in the waking world.

From the very beginning, the Mistress of the Mansion has acted quite strangely. Just a few days ago, Remilia employed him as her butler. Yesterday, she instructed him to clean the armory and find himself a weapon. And today, she assigned him to investigate the cause of the recent incidents around the Mansion. While everything could most certainly be a coincidence, he most certainly doubts it.

"Remilia..." he whispers under his breath. That vampire girl knows a lot more than she says. She can manipulate Fate, after all (though how she does it, he has no idea). Did she plan everything from the start? What the hell is she trying to do?

Grey continues walking along the halls of the second floor, looking out carefully for any doors that stand out. After a few minutes of searching, he finds a large, ornate set of double doors at the end of one of the hallways. A strange insignia is engraved in silver upon them.

...

Before he has a chance to knock, he hears something from within.

"Good evening, Grey," says a voice from behind the door. "You may come in."

He opens the door and enters her chambers slowly. Remilia is sitting on a small chair beside a tea table. She takes a sip of her tea, her bat-like wings stretching slightly as if relaxing, before putting her cup down. There doesn't seem to be anyone else in the room. He bows before her politely, as is customary to his position.

"Have a seat," says the vampire. She gestures toward the only other chair beside the table. On it is a tray with biscuits and another cup of tea.

Grey sits down as instructed, taking the cup of tea reflexively. He notices that the cup is still very warm as he handles it. After taking a polite sip, he puts down his own cup as he turns to the vampire.

"Were you expecting me?" he asks carefully. He takes care not to put emotion into his words.

"Expecting? Perhaps you could look at it that way," she says as she looks enigmatically into her tea cup. "I didn't know that you would come to me tonight, and at this exact moment."

The vampire pauses as she turns to look up at him. Her eyes are clear and determined.

"But I believed that you could come," whispers Remilia.

What will you report?
[ ] Tell her everything you know.
[ ] Omit your first dream, where you did things to Sakuya.
[ ] Omit your second dream, where you did things to Koakuma.
[ ] Omit the part where you tell Patchouli that you must be the culprit.
[ ] Omit the details of the battle with the clockwork guardian.
[ ] Omit any mention of your own spell cards.
[ ] Omit the incident at the front gate.
[ ] Omit other events. (Specify)
[ ] Stay silent.

Who is the culprit?
[ ] Sakuya.
[ ] Patchouli.
[ ] Koakuma.
[ ] Flandre.
[ ] Meiling.
[ ] Remilia herself.
[ ] You don't know.
[ ] Stay silent.



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