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Mokou's Notes, Fall Season. 2XXX
Metalhead's fight was a big one. He wanted me to fall back and lead. I could win that war for him, maybe. But I thought about it like him intervening on me and Kaguya. I thought 'Tch! He'd get caught in the crossfire' at first, then I thought about it as a matter of pride. I wouldn't let him step in for that fight, so if he wants me to stand down, then I'll use that metal rock and help him how I can. I'm starting to pick up the language. I still understand so little about his world, but it's like reading a whole history book, except in experience. You don't learn all the bits in order. You experience them and piece them together yourself.
I'd like to take Metalhead back to Gensokyo someday. Gensokyo's so... low-tech... that I can't imagine him staying two hours without getting bored. Maybe it'd be nice to teach him to appreciate the less loud things, like if you shut up for ten seconds, you can hear the birds and crickets and all sorts of noises. I mean, if you stop to listen. I could take him to the forest of the lost and show him those things, as long as we didn't run into Kaguya. Then again, there's no guarantee Metalhead will listen...
... but my blind faith has paid off so far, so when this is all over, I'll show him my little patch of Gensokyo. And after that...
Damn. So much of my head got jostled in everything that just happened. I don't feel like I'm part of Gensokyo fully anymore. Like I'm off on this big adventure. I spent the last thousands of years fighting Kaguya, rescuing people from Youkai, more fighting, that I forgot what an interruption in life is. Maybe I needed this, a culture shock harder than a Master Spark. What was I going to do with the rest of my immortality? That same song and dance?
...
That's... exactly what I intended to do, wasn't it?
......................
It'll feel weird going back. Metalhead knows I'm immortal. I mean, we'll have to split up eventually. I wish I didn't feel so changed. What a pain.
But sometimes I smile now like I haven't in years. Hundreds of years. I guess I'm okay with that.
For as long as it lasts.
Metalhead isn't allowed to know that fact.
- Ｆｕｊｉｗａｒａ ｎｏ Ｍｏｋｏｕ
Metalhead's fight was a big one. He wanted me to fall back and lead. I could win that war for him, maybe. But I thought about it like him intervening on me and Kaguya. I thought 'Tch! He'd get caught in the crossfire' at first, then I thought about it as a matter of pride. I wouldn't let him step in for that fight, so if he wants me to stand down, then I'll use that metal rock and help him how I can. I'm starting to pick up the language. I still understand so little about his world, but it's like reading a whole history book, except in experience. You don't learn all the bits in order. You experience them and piece them together yourself.
I'd like to take Metalhead back to Gensokyo someday. Gensokyo's so... low-tech... that I can't imagine him staying two hours without getting bored. Maybe it'd be nice to teach him to appreciate the less loud things, like if you shut up for ten seconds, you can hear the birds and crickets and all sorts of noises. I mean, if you stop to listen. I could take him to the forest of the lost and show him those things, as long as we didn't run into Kaguya. Then again, there's no guarantee Metalhead will listen...
... but my blind faith has paid off so far, so when this is all over, I'll show him my little patch of Gensokyo. And after that...
Damn. So much of my head got jostled in everything that just happened. I don't feel like I'm part of Gensokyo fully anymore. Like I'm off on this big adventure. I spent the last thousands of years fighting Kaguya, rescuing people from Youkai, more fighting, that I forgot what an interruption in life is. Maybe I needed this, a culture shock harder than a Master Spark. What was I going to do with the rest of my immortality? That same song and dance?
...
That's... exactly what I intended to do, wasn't it?
......................
It'll feel weird going back. Metalhead knows I'm immortal. I mean, we'll have to split up eventually. I wish I didn't feel so changed. What a pain.
But sometimes I smile now like I haven't in years. Hundreds of years. I guess I'm okay with that.
For as long as it lasts.
Metalhead isn't allowed to know that fact.
- Ｆｕｊｉｗａｒａ ｎｏ Ｍｏｋｏｕ