My personal opinion on Gensokyo

"Ah, I'm so sorry about that..." The young man rubbed his hair again embarrassedly, "I overreacted."

"It's not that you choked me, but after crying... I suddenly felt very angry and wanted to hit you with something... I'm sorry."

"It's okay... It's really nothing. Back in my hometown, girls usually get much more angry than this."

Hearing the loss in Ai's voice, Shang Yang, who had not taken it seriously at first, comforted Miss Ai, who was in inexplicable loss.

"...Do boys from Shōkun's hometown also tell girls they'll come visit them the next day, and then sleep with them while they're asleep?"

"Uh……"

The young man, choked by the black-haired girl's words, completely surrendered.

"…Sorry, it was an accident."

Although it was the girl who pulled the young man's sleeve and hand last night, the young man slept beside the girl for fear of waking up the sleeping girl, and they did not sleep in the same quilt.

There is no need to elaborate on the actual reasons.

The young man himself was of course aware of this, so knowing that he was in the wrong, he apologized to the black-haired girl straightforwardly.

"...Didn't Mr. Shang do anything last night?"

The black-haired girl continued to ask questions in an indescribable tone.

Hearing the question about love, Shang Yang stood up, touched his heart and swore.

“…I swear in the name of Confucius.”

"……That's good."

Miss Ai didn't pursue the issue any further. She was certain that no etiquette had been violated last night, and it seemed she simply wanted the young man to express his stance. But the young woman had another, more important question.

So, Ai, who was also extremely concerned about this issue, asked the question out of curiosity.

"So, the way Shang-kun (しょうくん) appeared out of thin air just now, was it an illusion? Or a spell?"

"Is Shang Jun (しょうくん) a Tang Dynasty native, or a demon-like being? How much of what he told me yesterday is true?"

"Everything I told you last night was true. What happened just now was indeed a kind of 'magic'. I am indeed a Tang nationality, and I was once an ordinary person. Now..."

The young man rubbed his hair again in embarrassment and tried to explain.

"Miss Ai, you can understand that I have undergone some kind of training and am no longer an ordinary person."

"...Tang Dynasty books state that when the Central Plains was still the 'Han Kingdom,' Han Dynasty alchemists believed that ordinary people, after achieving success in cultivation, would acquire inhuman traits, such as growing wings or the heads of birds and beasts, becoming 'immortals.'"

After thinking for a while, Miss Ai asked again curiously.

"Is Shangjun also a successful 'immortal'? Will he grow wings in the future, or change his human head into that of a bird or beast?"

"...No, I will always remain human."

The young man, once again amazed by Miss Ai's erudition of Chinese studies, explained to the black-haired girl with some difficulty that he would not transform into an alien...

"Oh……"

Why are you still a little disappointed?! Miss Ai, wake up! The Han Dynasty's system is about ascending to the devil! Not cultivating immortality!

The young man, who had suppressed his complaints, sighed, gathered himself, and formally suggested something to the black-haired girl who seemed to have returned to normal.

"How about this, to make up for my hiding it from Miss Ai, tonight."

"I'll use the magic I've cultivated to take Miss Ai on a tour of the Tang Kingdom, is that okay?"

"……ah?!!!"

After a moment of silence, the black-haired girl exclaimed again.

PS1: Chapter 2, Burning Out.

PS2: Shang Yang stopped because he was afraid of being tired of chasing after love, so this is sugar. (Point out)

PS3: Love certainly doesn’t mean being really angry, it’s actually an action to break the panic of the idea that “Shang Yang is a dream”, so it’s also sugar.

PS4: It's only natural that you'll be beaten up by girls if you take advantage of them. (Point out)

PS5: This is really the style of cultivating immortals in the Han Dynasty. The people of the Han Dynasty gave all kinds of wings and bird and beast heads to the sages of the past, such as Jianqi and Laozi. In the eyes of the people of the Han Dynasty, as long as they can upgrade their life forms, it doesn’t matter whether they become immortals or demons. They can upgrade.

Volume 1: Heian Tales of the Past and Present: Chapter 12: Food

"Can we go to Tang Kingdom?"

When the black-haired girl heard the young man say that he could take her to visit Tang State, she found it extremely unbelievable and asked him for confirmation again and again.

"Can I really go?"

"Of course you can."

The young man also repeated this answer.

"Haven't I already told Miss Ai that I've made great progress in my cultivation and have many different types of spells? I know a spell that can take you to the Tang Kingdom."

"Is it a spell like the Shrinking the Earth technique in the legend of the gods?"

...Have you read the biographies of immortals written by people from the Jin Dynasty? What other books from the Tang Dynasty have you not read? And did your Japanese envoys to the Tang Dynasty bring back Chinese books based on their mood? Why did they bring back all kinds of books?

After secretly complaining, the young man had become numb to the girl's erudition in Sinology.

Shang Yang felt that he would have many opportunities to learn about ancient Chinese culture from Miss Ai in the future.

“…in a similar way,”

Looking at Miss Ai's clear, expectant eyes as she raised her head, Shang Yang curled the corners of his mouth and reluctantly explained.

"You'll know when I take you there tonight."

"That's it..."

The girl's tone was full of longing.

"...I hope the night comes sooner."

After saying this, the black-haired girl was suddenly stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, with a hint of shyness in her tone.

"... Ever since I can remember, the thing I fear most is the arrival of night. This is the first time I'm looking forward to the night coming early. So, although it's not the good thing Shang Jun said he would tell me in the future, Shang Jun has already made me encounter good things."

"Thank you, Shang Yang (しょうよう)."

The somewhat shy Miss Ai thanked Shang Yang very sincerely.

"Uh, it's okay, as long as you're happy."

The young man ruffled his black hair and responded to the love's thanks with a bit of embarrassment.

[Master, the maids from earlier are here again. Please come to the door immediately.]

Miss Mashu Kugimiya provided a timely reminder.

"okay, I get it."

After answering Miss Lord God in his heart, Shang Yang turned to explain to Ai.

"Miss Ai, the waitress from before is coming over. I'll just hide for a while."

"Did Shang Jun's magic detect it? What a powerful magic."

Hearing Shang Yang's words, Miss Ai admired him sincerely, and then urged Shang Yang.

"Then please hide first and use magic."

"it is good."

The young man nodded in agreement, and then, under the girl's curious gaze, the young man's figure disappeared out of thin air again.

"Your Highness, we are here to serve you breakfast."

The voices of the maids were heard outside the door of the small palace.

"Oh, come in."

Seeing the young man disappear completely, the girl turned around wrapped in the quilt and instructed the maids outside the door in a voice that was neither too loud nor too low.

Following the sound of the door opening, four maids came in carrying ceramic bowls and plates and placed a total of four breakfast dishes on the cypress table next to the small palace. After bowing to Ai, they all retreated and closed the door.

"...Huh, Shang Jun, are you still there?"

Seeing all the maids leave, the girl, who knew that the young man would not be discovered but was still inexplicably nervous, breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and asked in a deliberately low voice.

"I'm here."

The young man's voice was heard from the empty seat. At the same time, the young man appeared again beside the cypress table, observing the breakfast brought by the waitress with great interest.

There was rice mixed with some other whole grains, a few small pieces of pickled fish, a bowl of miso soup and a few plums in a bowl.

"Would you like to eat something together?"

Seeing the young man standing beside the cypress table and studying the breakfast brought by the waitress with great interest, the black-haired girl asked a little embarrassedly.

"However, Shang Jun is from Tang, so he would probably find the food here very simple... Some Tang books describe Tang cuisine as being truly sumptuous, but here we basically only have these."

After hearing what Ai said, Shang Yang no longer wanted to delve into what other Han books Miss Ai had read. However, these things... really had not changed until the Warring States Period seven hundred years later. In a sense, Miss Ai was telling the truth.

But, speaking of which, is Ai just eating these things since childhood? Although it was a rare delicacy in the Nara period, relying solely on the nutrition provided by these foods, it is no wonder that Ai's figure is so thin... cough.

Some young men with wrong thoughts coughed unnaturally to cover up, and then called out to the Lady Goddess in their hearts.

"Miss Lord God, do you understand what I mean?"

[…Eating these alone will indeed be nutritionally deficient, so just consider it as Miss Love.]

Miss Lord God replied somewhat helplessly.

As the Lady Lord finished speaking, the crimson ruby ​​pendant hanging on the young man once again emitted a fiery red light. In the surprised eyes of the black-haired girl, the light fell on the cypress table.

The fiery red light faded away, and two bowls of steaming noodles appeared on the cypress table.

It is a modern Japanese tonkotsu ramen with a full bowl of tonkotsu ramen, with pork slices, corn kernels, kelp sprouts, fish slices and chopped green onions floating on the thin ramen, which looks very appetizing.

"Wow……"

The black-haired girl stared in amazement at the two bowls of delicious-looking tonkotsu ramen.

"Shang Jun's magic can actually create food. How amazing! Also, is this the food eaten in Tang? I haven't seen any descriptions of similar food in Tang books..."

"Well, this is called ramen. It is indeed a food that originated from Tang Dynasty, but after evolving into what we see now, it has become a Japanese (Yamato) food."

While the young man was thinking about his explanation, he carefully moved the cypress table in front of the black-haired girl. The girl's eyes followed the steaming tonkotsu ramen.

"Yamato (Japanese) meals...?"

Miss Ai frowned, a little skeptical.

"Looking at the richness of its ingredients, it's no longer something that poor people can afford. If it were such a delicious meal, His Majesty would love it, but I've never seen such a meal before..."

"There are some reasons for this, but I can't tell Miss Ai now."

Shang Yang also sat down casually, picked up the bowl of pork bone ramen closest to him, and explained to Ai.

"I'll tell you everything later. Now please enjoy the food. Steaming hot ramen is very nourishing to the stomach, especially in winter."

"...Shang Jun has so many secrets. Well, I won't be polite then..."

The black-haired girl complained to the young man somewhat unwillingly, then closed her eyes in ecstasy, smelled the aroma of the steaming pork bone ramen, picked up the chopsticks on the side, carefully picked up a few thin noodles, and slowly put them into her mouth.

"Huh... It's so hot! But Shang Jun, this tonkotsu ramen is really delicious! Thank you!"

After just one bite, Miss Ai was captivated by the deliciousness of the tonkotsu ramen.

Seeing that Ai liked pork bone ramen, Shang Yang nodded with relief and urged.

"As long as you like it, eat it quickly. Ramen is meant to be eaten hot. But Miss Ai, be careful not to get burned."

"OK?!"

Just as Miss Ai, who had agreed to Shang Yang's request, leaned forward to eat a large piece of pork slice, her long black hair suddenly swung forward and fell into the pork bone ramen broth, causing the black-haired girl to scream and subconsciously straighten her body backwards. Then, because of her big movement, many strands of her long black hair that were originally left on both sides fell into the ramen soup.

...I actually forgot about this.

Seeing what happened to the black-haired girl, the young man slapped his forehead lightly, stood up immediately, walked around the cypress table, walked to the side of the black-haired girl who was a little panicked and at a loss, bent down, took out a tissue from his arms, picked up a few strands of black hair of the black-haired girl that were stained with ramen soup, and carefully wiped them clean for the girl.

At the same time, watching the young man carefully wiping her, the black-haired girl maintained her posture with a slightly blushing face, allowing the young man to do what he wanted.

After carefully wiping the girl's hair, the young man raised his right hand and opened it. A fiery red light flashed, and a deep red hair tie appeared in his right hand. He put the hair tie around his wrist and pulled the girl's long black hair back from both sides. Then he passed the long black hair that had been gathered into a whole bunch through the hair tie, tying the girl into a single ponytail.

The black-haired girl also blushed, feeling shy but curious as she waited for the young man to finish his action. Then she curiously used her fair hands to touch her long hair which had been tied into a single ponytail at the back of her head.