Gensokyo Population Revitalization Plan

As Hestia passed by the doghouse outside, she suddenly noticed that the dragon egg that had been lying inside was gone. She wondered if it had been stolen, but Lily, who was beside her, explained.

"Lady Hestia, Lady Akane took the dragon egg for research."

"What specific research are you doing?"

"Lily doesn't know about that."

"As long as it wasn't stolen, let's go see Hephaestus!"

"Lady Hestia, you wouldn't have secretly hidden away fruit wine to drink at Hephaestus's place, would you? Lord Mu Huai strictly forbids you from drinking alcohol!"

Hestia, having been touched on a sore spot, fell silent and quickened her pace. Lily, helpless, could only follow behind her as her supervisor.

......

"cough cough..."

In the damp underground library, the girl's weak coughs echoed one after another. Patchouli closed the heavy book in her hands. As the pages closed, a few specks of dust floated in the light, which only made her nose feel worse.

"I've been studying magic for so long without even realizing it. Speaking of which... was Mu Huai last visiting me a week ago or a year ago?"

Patchouli, engrossed in books, didn't keep track of time; she was free to stay in the large library as long as she pleased.

Aside from the little devil who takes care of her daily needs, even Remilia, the owner of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, rarely comes to bother her, only occasionally sending Izayoi Sakuya to invite her to afternoon tea.

Patchouli has never liked these kinds of social activities and rarely agrees to them unless she realizes, like now, that if she doesn't go out for a walk, besides growing mushrooms on her body, her asthma will worsen.

"Little devil!"

A red-haired girl with demonic wings and a tail flew over in response: "Lady Patchouli, I'm here!"

"Please put this book back where it belongs. I want to go outside and get some sun."

"Understood! Lady Patchouli, you should go out more. Staying in the library every day is a waste of your precious youth!"

"Youth..." Patchouli smiled slightly. "These two words don't seem to have anything to do with me, but thank you for reminding me anyway. What time is it on the ground? What are Remilia and the others doing?"

"It's afternoon tea time now, and I've already informed the head maid that you'll be attending!"

"Ok?"

Patchouli noticed that the little devil hadn't used any shikigami or magic to send a message; he had simply taken out a glowing brick, tapped it a few times, and said he was done. Curious, she asked, "Little devil, what's that in your hand?"

“It’s a cell phone.” She blinked in confusion at first, seemingly not understanding why she would ask such a question, then realized, “Oh dear, I almost forgot that Lady Patchouli was so engrossed in magic that she hadn’t seen it at all. Actually, it’s…”

After briefly explaining the phone's functions and origin, the little devil pulled out a cardboard box from behind him and handed it to Patchouli: "Lady Patchouli, this is your phone. Mr. Mu Huai gave it to me a long time ago, but I didn't want to disturb you since you were focused on your magic research."

"Hmm... This is an interesting thing. I'll figure out how to use it when I get back. Just put it on my desk."

"Yes!"

Spending all her time lying in her recliner studying magic, Patchouli almost forgot how to walk. After swaying left and right for a couple of steps, she gradually regained her sense of walking.

Arriving at the stairs leading to the ground, she looked up at the seemingly endless dark purple steps and decisively abandoned the idea of ​​walking up herself. Instead, she used wind magic to float up and fly upwards.

Her physical strength is probably the worst in Gensokyo, and climbing such a long staircase is tantamount to indirectly taking her life.

"Why did they dig the library so deep in the first place? It seems they considered the impact of light and temperature on book preservation. Oh well, there was no other way."

Floating to the heavy stone door leading to the ground, Patchouli looked down at her slender arms, which were as thin as chopsticks, and thought it was impossible for her to push open the door on her own.

"Maybe we should just go back and lie down. Coming out to sunbathe is tiring and troublesome..."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the stone door was suddenly pulled open.

When Izayoi Sakuya saw Patchouli standing behind the door, she paused for a moment, then bowed and made way for her: "Lady Patchouli, Lady Remilia and Lady Flandre have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Sakuya, could you please lead the way? It's been a while since I've been up here, and I've almost forgotten how to get around."

"Okay, please follow me."

She turned around cleanly and crisply, her silver hair shimmering in the sunlight streaming in through the window. Her black over-the-knee stockings, with their flesh-colored hue, were quite eye-catching, and her lace skirt subtly revealed blue thigh rings with small knives attached.

Patchouli let out a puzzled "Huh? Sakuya, why do I feel like the clothes you're wearing now... seem different from before?"

“Because…” A hint of displeasure flashed in Izayoi Sakuya’s eyes: “I now have another master to serve, and he wants me to dress in this style.”

"You mean... Remilia found a man?"

"Yes."

"Could it be Mu Huai?"

"You guessed right."

"Hahaha..." Patchouli chuckled dryly, "How long has it been since I last met Mu Huai? It hasn't been decades, has it?"

"No, it's only been about two months."

After finishing her sentence, Izayoi Sakuya said, as if both complaining and reminding, "Lady Patchouli, Lord Mokuhou is known as the 'Gensokyo stallion.' If you don't want to get pregnant just from one glare from him, you'd better keep your distance from him."

"Huh!? Does he really have such terrifying abilities??" Patchouli wanted to hide back in the library.

Before ShiII淋迩亿山〇吧侕曰=易六夜射夜 could explain that she was just joking, Mu Huai suddenly poked half his head out from the end of the corridor, casting a mocking gaze over.

"I think I heard a maid talking badly about her master behind his back?"

(Sigh... why did he have to hear this... now I'm probably going to be tormented by him all night again.)

Mu Huai didn't come over and whisper that he needed a maid to serve him tonight, as she had expected. Instead, he walked past her and headed towards Patchouli, showing no intention of teasing her.

"MmQ, I happen to need to talk to you about something. Do you know any soul magic or anything like that?"

"Soul magic? It's in the otherworldly books you brought, but I don't know it."

Do you know similar magic?

"That should be the 'wood' attribute magic that represents life and awakening."

Sakuya Izayoi's cheeks puffed up almost imperceptibly, and a slight ripple appeared at the bottom of her clear blue eyes.

(Didn't he see that I specially wore his favorite stockings? He completely ignored me!)

Her excellent maid etiquette allowed her to suppress the myriad thoughts in her mind. She placed her hands flat in front of her lower abdomen, expressionless, serving as the background for the two's conversation, while in her mind, she kept thinking about the little Q-shaped figure stabbing Mu Huai with throwing knives.

Volume 4, *Anything Can Happen in Gensokyo*: Chapter 53 Patchouli: Oh my god!

Patchouli and Mu Huai chatted as they walked. After leaving the Scarlet Devil Mansion, she was suddenly stunned by the blue sky and white clouds outside and the flowers in the flowerbeds vying for attention. Then a bitter smile appeared on her face.

"It seems I have indeed been spending too much time in the library. I didn't expect Gensokyo to have changed so much in the past two months."

"Remilia and the others are waiting for us in the gazebo, let's hurry over."

"Well... could you explain who she is?"

Patchouli pointed at the blonde, cheongsam-clad loli who had appeared out of thin air behind Mu Huai, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, still floating in mid-air, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Hmm... just think of it as the beautiful girl effect trail that Yakumo Yukari gave me, don't worry about it." Mu Huai spun the Yakumo Yukari belt around his waist in front of her like a hula hoop.

Seeing that he didn't want to elaborate, Patchouli didn't press him further. However, in her mind, the title of "Gensokyo stallion" was already firmly attached to him.

The three entered the pavilion. Remilia and Flandre sat quietly in their respective chairs, their faces slightly flushed, as if they had just finished strenuous exercise.

For a normal person, this wouldn't be unusual, but these two sisters are vampires. Even if they ran around the Scarlet Devil Mansion dozens of times at supersonic speed, they wouldn't blush or pant.

Of all the knowledge Patchouli possessed, there was only one possibility that could temporarily restore a vampire's vital signs—blood-sucking.

She suddenly felt a little sorry for Mu Huai. Perhaps the price of becoming Remilia's man was being drained of blood by the two sisters every day. That was truly tragic.

"It's really rare for Patchouli to come to afternoon tea. Did you know Mu Huai was coming?"

"Of course not, you know I'm not the type to participate in outdoor activities specifically for anyone."

“Just kidding, have a seat.” Remilia held out a cup of red tea and gestured for the two to sit down.

The observant Izayoi Sakuya noticed that her second young lady still had yogurt on the corner of her mouth. After glaring at Mu Huai, she quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and went over to wipe away the trace of yogurt from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing Mu Huai staring at the tea and snacks as if he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, Patchouli felt it necessary to remind Remilia not to suck her only magic apprentice to death.

She waved her little hand, and a string of characters made of magic appeared on the tablecloth in front of Remilia.

[Remilia, it would be best to moderate your blood-drinking behavior. Although Mu Huai is immortal, long-term blood-drinking might have some adverse effects on him.]

"?" She frowned in confusion. "What are you talking about? I didn't drink his blood."

Now it was Patchouli's turn to be confused, so she quickly used magic to construct another sentence: "Then why do you and Flandre have that rosy glow on your faces, the kind that only appears after drinking blood?"

"This one..."

Remilia didn't think it was anything shameful, and whispered something in her ear.

"Ah...ah..."

After listening to everything, Patchouli was like a steampunk robot that was about to break down, making strange, intermittent noises while constantly spewing out large amounts of steam from her head.

As a pure mage who devotes all her attention to magic, she has never actively come into contact with such exciting knowledge, let alone that Remilia described it in such detail.

They even described in detail the positions the three of them were in in the pavilion, and who endured the final, scalding heat of the ejaculation.

"So...so that's what happened."

Patchouli wanted to drink some black tea to calm her nerves, but her hands were shaking so badly that the bottom of the cup and saucer made a series of crisp, clinking sounds, and a lot of black tea spilled out.

In the end, she used her magic to forcibly stabilize her hand and the teacup, and was able to barely drink a sip of the fragrant black tea.

(I didn't expect that not only Kaguya and Remilia, but even Flandre had that kind of relationship with Mu Huai... So, in the entire Scarlet Devil Mansion, only I, the Little Devil, and Hong Meiling are not his women?)

The completely unimaginable reality made Patchouli think about whether she should set an alarm or something to go out regularly and experience the outside world.

To avoid encountering an even more unbelievable plot like "Remilia's child is old enough to run errands" next time I come out.

(But then again... Mu Huai clearly didn't learn magic manipulation from me systematically, so why does his magic wave movement give me such a strange feeling?)

Patchouli's gaze swept over Mu Huai, finally settling on the strange girl beside him. She could vaguely sense a peculiar connection between the two.

To satisfy her curiosity, she put the teacup back on the table and tentatively asked, "Mu Huai, this girl seems to be on good terms with you. Why don't you wake her up and have afternoon tea together?"

“I’ve tried waking her up with things like alarm clocks, loudspeakers, and suonas, but nothing works. It’s like those sounds don’t reach her ears at all.”

"Isn't that last tool a little off?"

"Don't worry about the details, she just won't wake up, and I'm at my wit's end."

As Mu Huai spoke, he casually picked up a piece of pastry and placed it near the mouth of the sleeping Yakumo Yukari, but she didn't make a sound. Instead, a gap suddenly appeared and she sucked the cake in.

"A gap!? She's Yukari Yakumo!!?" Patchouli was so shocked that she slammed her hands on the table and stood up.

"Shh, don't shout about this. If Elder Zi... cough cough, when she wakes up and finds out I've been taking her around, she'll definitely retaliate."

Despite knowing the girl's identity, Patchouli still couldn't understand their almost identical magical fluctuations; the two seemed to be connected by an unknown bond.

If she couldn't figure it out today, she might not be able to sleep for several days. So she immediately asked Mu Huai, "Can I use magic to check your bodies?"

"No problem. How do I need to check? Do I need to take off my clothes?"

"No, no need!" Patchouli blushed and waved her hands repeatedly.

Sakuya Izayoi quietly walked up behind her, her pupils gleaming coldly, conveying a warning that if Mu Huai continued to flirt with her, she would drag her into a dark room and stomp on her with her shoe.

"Just extend your hands, and I will use magic to check your physical condition."

"Oh." Mu Huai obediently extended his right hand.

Patchouli grasped his wrist like an old Chinese medicine doctor taking his pulse, closed her eyes and carefully sensed it. At first, her expression was relatively calm, but the more she looked, the more her brows furrowed, as if Mu Huai was already terminally ill.

After a long while, she slowly opened her eyes and said with a complicated expression, "Congratulations, you're pregnant."

"No!! Wait, I'm a guy!!"

"Excuse me, I meant that Yukari Yakumo is pregnant with your child."

Upon hearing this, the pavilion fell into a deathly silence.

Volume 4, "Anything Can Happen in Gensokyo": Chapter 54 Remi: Sakuya, go have a child with him.

Patchouli, oblivious to the fact that everyone else was completely stunned, went on to explain the results of her magical examination of Mokuhou and Yakumo Yukari.

"Although it is your child, it is not a child born by blood in the traditional sense. Instead, it is a soul embryo that has been imbued with the soul essence of each of you and remains in Yakumo Yukari's body."

"The formation of the soul embryo is unknown. It requires a large amount of magic power and the soul energy of both sexes to grow. She provided the majority of the magic power, which forced her to enter a state of slumber to maintain a stable supply of magic power."

“I suspect that this is why Yukari Yakumo remains asleep and stays by your side. As the father of the soul embryo, you have a responsibility to protect her and this unborn child.”

Mu Huai rubbed his face vigorously and bit his tongue before he came back to his senses. At this moment, what he cared about most was not the reason for the child's birth: "How will a child born from a soul embryo be born? Will it have a physical body?"

"this..."

Patchouli couldn't draw a conclusion either. The soul embryo was just a legend that existed only in books. She was just a magician who had lived for over a hundred years and wasn't powerful enough to know everything about the legendary existence.