The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

The library has become a ruin, and Patchouli is lying sprawled in the middle of the ruins. This appearance seems to be Marisa's masterpiece.

In the end, Paqiuli fell ill at the moment when she activated the magic. She suffered from asthma and anemia. She was originally a weak and sickly type. She was debuffed by the sudden sickness in the duel just now, and she was hit by the magic cannon by Marisa. Boom to the ground.

"Master Spark".

As the name suggests, it is a highly ornamental super magic. The colorful magic cannon makes people wonder whether it was originally created for combat.

But for Flandre, at that moment, there is no more beautiful scene in this world than this fireworks.

……

"sister!"

Standing in front of her once fearful sister, Flandre puffed up her chest and clenched the flaming long sword Levatin in her hand. Her mood had never been so tense, but she had never been so happy.

"I have something to tell you!"

"Fran..."

Remilia was obviously taken aback by her younger sister's rebellion today, but she quickly returned to normal. She knew that there was still work to be done now, not the time to play!

"Get out of the way, I don't have time to play with you now."

Remilia's gaze directly bypassed Fran, and landed on the two humans behind her.

However, what she didn't expect was that the sister who always dared not disobey herself, or was afraid of her, did not stand aside obediently as usual today, but stubbornly walked towards her step by step.

"I have something important to tell my sis!"

The originally fierce battle situation took a turn for the worse in an instant, and the mutated main culprit and the mutated main culprit's sister are about to fight?

This is God unfolding, for us!

"Hey, Marisa, it doesn't look like you're so strong."

After Takeya and Marisa, who were on the sidelines, landed quietly, he looked at his unreliable friend by his side in surprise, and his words revealed a level of admiration he had never felt before.

"You can actually instigate family conflicts between sisters, so it seems that we don't have to wait for Reimu to come, we can fish in troubled waters and solve the mutation."

"Although what you said seems to be true, why do you use such an unpleasant way of explaining it!"

With her hips akimbo in dissatisfaction, Marisa looked at Flandre who was walking towards Remilia step by step, smiled and touched her nose.

"Hey, Fran, you finally chose your own path, Da☆Ze."

"Fran... Your relationship has become this good?"

"Of course, isn't there a saying that 'playing barrage games is a good friend'?"

"..."

No, you are the only idiot in Gensokyo who can make friends with guns.

Leaving aside the human duo that has become passerby A and passerby B, the conflict between the vampire sisters seems to have intensified to the extreme.

"sister!"

Although there was still a little timidity in Flandre's eyes, she was no longer confused, and she shouted out her wish to Remilia——

"I want to defeat my sister, and then go outside to play!"

"..."

Remilia lost her words for a moment. No matter how you look at it, Flandre's wish was a ridiculous farce, but she could feel the persistence of her sister's sincere wish.

Perhaps for her, the so-called wish is actually such an absurd farce.

"Fran..."

The gloomy expression gradually became calm, and Remilia's eyes were no longer as contemptuous as before, but she still didn't agree with the other party's intention.

"Don't you listen to your sister? Go back quickly."

"I, I don't want to!"

As willful as a child, or she was a child in the first place.

Flandre didn't listen to her sister's words anymore, but stubbornly insisted on her own ideas, which was something Marisa taught her just now.

"What a disobedient child, it seems that he needs to be educated..."

The corner of her grinning mouth reveals a tyrannical side that does not match her figure. At this moment, Remilia is more in line with the description of the title of vampire lord. The cruel light in her eyes even makes people suspect that the person standing opposite her is not her sister. is her enemy.

The spewing blood-colored demonic power turned into a red spear. Unlike her younger sister Flandre, who swung around purely with brute force, her older sister Remilia was obviously much more mature.

She easily dodged her sister's attack, turned back and knocked her sister's weapon out of her hand.

But the battle didn't end there. Flandre, who had lost her weapon, didn't give up. Instead, she gathered demon power in her hands, and released the barrage magic cannon at her sister without saying a word.

Remilia was a little surprised. Generally speaking, her younger sister would stop soon after realizing the gap between the two, but this time it was different. She didn't intend to stop, and the offensive in her hands became more violent instead.

"Always! It's always been like this! My sis has always been like this!"

While dodging Remilia's attack, Flandre kept approaching her.

"Why don't you understand me! You are obviously a sister, why don't you understand me!"

"..."