The afterlife blew up Gensokyo

Every time Bai asked a certain monster in the gap about matters related to finding someone, he always received a rather malicious answer, which made him deeply understand what it means for fortune to turn around.

"Looking, looking... Red Dragon, it's your turn, play your card quickly!!"

"........."

Silently staring at the mahjong tiles in front of him, Shi Bai silently dismissed the idea of ​​finding Kazami Yuuka through Yakumo Yukari.

ps: tggshgizhhn..nnnvvhv

Chapter Twenty-One: The Third Eye Closed for Whom?

Hell, ruled by the demon race, is the place where sinners are punished in the underworld.

This place is a place where chaos and darkness intertwine... it used to be.

What was once a perpetually dark hell has become almost brightly lit thanks to the eternal torches, streetlights, and fluorite mines. The once gloomy place is now filled with mahjong tables; where has the chilling atmosphere of the past gone?

Even the place that should have been filled with cruelty and bloodshed has been replaced by fun games like Plants vs. Zombies, Bubble Bobble, Zuma, and Angry Birds, making the scene unusually harmonious and loving... Of course, this does not include the criminals who act as props for games like zombie pigs.

For them, who were merely game props, those games were a complete nightmare, and they lived a life of agonizing agony every day.

The hell we live in now is essentially a large-scale retirement home—only on the surface.

Just as the underworld has its own set of rules, hell also has its own set of inviolable rules.

In the beginning, hell was simply a synonym for chaos, and only chaos existed within it.

That initial period of chaos lasted for hundreds of years until the Yama and Death God organizations of the underworld were gradually conceived and perfected, and Yama and Death Gods began to reside in Hell, at which point the situation began to improve slightly.

Of course, it's only an improvement.

Heca wanted Hell to be a free and unfettered place, so she didn't make any demands on it, as long as it didn't cause her any trouble.

But just because she thinks that way doesn't mean Enma thinks that way.

The conflict between chaos and order arises from this.

This conflict is irreconcilable and cannot be resolved; the only possible outcome is a complete victory for one side.

Although Kinkara and Hoshiguma Yuugi noticed this sign early on, they were powerless to do anything about it and could only try their best to suppress it.

If it weren't for Shi Bai's perfect solution and his help in persuading Heca, Hell might have ultimately faced a massive catastrophe.

However, they now have a better option.

"Old hell and new hell..."

Sitting under the eaves, gazing at the vibrant spider lilies blooming among the grass before him, Komeiji Satoru fell into deep thought.

As the last bloodline of the once glorious Satori clan, Komeiji Satori, compared to Komeiji Komeiji, is clearly more mature as the older sister.

Although she is still just a little girl, Hoshiguma Yuugi commented that she is much more mature than Ibuki Suika in terms of her interpersonal skills.

Although Hell is a place of chaos, there is also a pure land that has been carved out by the Oni clan, which they prepared specifically for the Komeiji sisters.

When Hoshiguma Yuugi led the remaining demons away from the Youkai Mountain to Hell, her original intention was to entrust them to the care of the Tenma, since the Youkai Mountain was perhaps the most suitable place for them to exist compared to the sunless Hell.

...However, Komeiji Satoru rejected this suggestion.

The Jue clan is born with the ability to read minds; no one's thoughts can be hidden from them. However, it is precisely because of this ability that they are hated and feared by other demon races.

Without great strength, even those with such abilities will ultimately be driven out. Komeiji Satori can read minds, so she can naturally discern the attitudes of the tengu on the Youkai Mountain towards the two sisters.

Where in this vast world can the two sisters find refuge?

Perhaps no other monster besides the open-minded Oni clan would accept them.

Because she was older than her younger sister, Komeiji Satoru naturally wanted to protect her. She forced herself to mature and to study... until she became strong enough.

So she forced herself to look into other people's hearts and to make her own heart stronger first.

Over the years, she has seen the world in the hearts of too many people—the beautiful, the ugly, the kind, the evil, the bright, the dark, the upright, the filthy… The beautiful are like twinkling lights in the night sky, while the ugly are like rotten mud in a ditch, nauseating to be smelled.

...the latter accounts for the vast majority.

She had always been protecting her sister, not wanting her sister, who was also her only relative in the world, to suffer too much harm. However, as the work of Hell became more and more established, the number of sinners coming to Hell to receive punishment increased, and her sister inevitably came into contact with the dark side of people's hearts.

One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black. If you stare into the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back at you. If you stay in darkness for too long, you will fall into darkness yourself.

There is no such thing as getting something for nothing in this world. The Awakened Clan is born with this powerful talent, so they must accept the consequences that come with it.

A heart untainted by worldly dust, viewing all things in the world with detachment—without a sufficiently strong and calm mind, it is absolutely impossible to use their third eye… This is a difficult hurdle that every member of the Awakening Clan must overcome.

Komeiji Satoru believed she could definitely do it, but she was extremely worried about her younger sister, Komeiji Ren.

Unlike her, her younger sister was born with an insatiable curiosity, and such excessive curiosity would be a complete disaster for the Awakening Clan.

They believe that the Jue clan is born with the ability to see into other people's minds, but if their own minds are not strong enough, their spirits will be disturbed by the darkness in the other person's heart. Therefore, they must learn to suppress their curiosity and control their abilities in order to avoid their spirits being polluted.

Learning to control their third eye is the first step they need to take.

In this chaotic hell where one cannot survive without power, they cannot rely on the power of the demon race forever. Therefore, they need their own power. The strength of the Awakening Clan, which was once comparable to that of the demon race, was based on this talent.

However, what frustrated her was that even though she had talked to her sister about this many times, Komeiji Ren always let it go in one ear and out the other... but she couldn't hide her feelings from him.

If the older sister can see into the younger sister's heart, how can the younger sister not be able to read into the older sister's heart as well?

She wanted to protect her sister, but her sister wanted to protect her in return; there were things her sister wanted to share with her.

It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but Komeiji Ren can't stop the other person. All she can do is stay by her younger sister's side at all times, afraid that something might happen to her.

Reading people's minds extensively may lead to self-collapse, but as the last remaining sister of the Awakened Mind-Reading Clan, mind-reading is unavoidable.

Hell, which has always represented chaos and darkness, is not suitable for them.

"...Should we stay here, or go to the old hell?"

After much deliberation, Komeiji Satoru was still unable to make up his mind.

Hell is not suitable for them, but will the underground where the old hell is located necessarily be suitable for them?

...Nobody knows.

"Ugh... this is so annoying..."

Satoru Komeiji lay back on the floor, rolling around on the floor with a conflicted expression.

While the ability to read minds brings them many conveniences, it also brings inconveniences. For example, no one wants to play cards with them, not even Suika Ibuki, who often comes to play with them... Why is it so hard to find someone to play cards with...?

"Sister, the new newspaper is out this week!"

Just as a little girl was rolling around on the corridor floor in her backyard, looking depressed and conflicted, the wooden door to the corridor was suddenly pulled open, and a cheerful voice rang out.

"........."

Looking up silently at Komeiji Koishi, who was standing above him, Komeiji Satoru remained frozen in a position as if he were about to turn over.

Three seconds later, Komeiji Satoru silently sat up from the floor.

"Lianlian, remember that you didn't see anything just now."

“Okay, sister, I didn’t see you rolling around in the backyard just now.”

Wearing a small top hat, Komeiji Ren nodded obediently.

"........."

While the little five-year-old girl fell silent, Komeiji Koishi, having read her older sister's thoughts, patted her chest and earnestly delivered another blow to her sister's heart.

"Don't worry, sister, you still hold a lot of authority in my heart."

Komeiji Satoru: "..."

The dignity in the heart of a certain little five-year-old girl was shattered.

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Although newspapers are a relatively new invention in the underworld and hell, they have become quite popular in both places, much like mahjong and Gwent quickly became widespread.

It's published weekly, featuring news, big and small, that happened in the underworld or hell during those seven days, along with strange tales, funny stories, and other submissions.

In the underworld and hell, the concept of journalists has already emerged. They are usually appointed by death gods or Yama, who can freely travel between the underworld and hell, and can sign up freely.

The most legendary journalist to date is a mysterious figure who uses the pen name "God of Mahjong." The legendary thing about this journalist is that he has not yet been found and killed...

No one knows exactly how this legendary reporter found those sensational news stories, but Hoshiguma Yuugi, Tokihaku, and even Shiki Eiki all suffered because of him.

For example, there are stories like "The tragic love story between the legendary Grim Reaper and the Demon King of Power", "The legendary Grim Reaper with the reputation of being a perverted lolicon", "The mysterious older brother of the most evil Enma in history" and so on.

He's been active for so long, offending so many people, yet he hasn't been exposed or killed. You could say this Mahjong God truly deserves to be called a legendary reporter.

"Huh? The second volume of 'Shakugan no Xiahou Dun' has already been released, and the second volume is called 'The Rebellious Lu Zhishen'?"

Komeiji Satoru spread out a newspaper on the floor and looked at the articles published in it; his eyes lit up.

“That’s right. According to Xigua, my brother… Uncle has already started writing the third volume of Mobile Suit Gao Qiu.”

Sitting next to her older sister, Komeiji Ren nodded.

She didn't quite understand why her older sister had made her change her address from "brother" to "uncle," since her brother had treated them both very well.

Although they had never met, they had received a lot of help from their unseen brother—beautiful clothes, delicious food, and exquisite decorations. Otherwise, how could these two little girls be living so comfortably in hell? They didn't have any skills to earn money.

Even the little hat she's wearing now, which she really likes, was a gift from that brother she's never met!

"Lianlian, we must learn to respect our elders. Uncle is much older than us, so addressing him this way is a sign of respect."

Turning her head, the little five-year-old girl looked very serious.

"But in the letter my brother wrote to us, he said he was only eighteen years old? If we calculate that age in human terms, shouldn't we call him 'brother'?"

Komeiji Ren tilted her head slightly, looking a little confused.

"Also, what do you mean by 'raising', 'lolicon', and 'too dangerous' in your mind right now, sister?"

"Cough cough cough... Don't try to read my mind anymore! Those things are not for you to know right now!!"

After coughing a few times, Komeiji Satoru turned his head away somewhat awkwardly.

"...Eighteen years old? He's probably hundreds of thousands of years old... Only you would believe such a lie."

"But my brother seems to really like it when I call him brother?"

Komeiji touched the corner of her mouth with her finger, looking thoughtful.

“Every time I address him like that in a letter, I receive a very precious and lovely gift the next day… Why does my brother always refuse to meet with us?”

"I already said that we should call him Uncle. We should show the most basic respect to our elders."

Holding up a finger, Komeiji Satoru began to instruct his younger sister in a serious and methodical manner.

"Lianlian, put away your curiosity. There are too many things we cannot pry into. Don't you already know? That angel was killed because he wanted to see into Uncle's heart..."

"I know, but her inferior magic is fundamentally different from our mind-reading, isn't it?"

Sitting on the edge of the corridor, swinging her legs, Komeiji Ren interrupted her older sister and casually began to speak.

"She forcefully invaded our minds, while we don't need to... Hmm... I really want to see what Uncle looks like..."

P.S.: Good morning!

Chapter Twenty-Two: My world is so big!?

It is unknown how many meters below the surface of the earth.

"Are you sure this is the place?"

Looking up at the black dome above him, Shi Bai seemed lost in thought.

“That’s right, I’ve been looking for this place for a long time. It would be perfect to combine a part of hell with this place.”

Leaning against a rock, Hoshiguma Yuugi tilted his head back and took a sip of sake, then smiled and waved the sake bottle in his hand at the other person.

"How about it, want some?"

“I’m not a drunkard like you. Since we’ve already decided on this place, then it’s fine. Besides, this place seems quite suitable.”

After glancing at the other person, Shi Bai simply sat down cross-legged on the dry, cold ground.

"Go back to hell, and you'd better not bother me for the rest of the time."