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“And you’re just as bad. If you really cared, you’d be helping us instead of doing.. whatever you do.”

Yukari sighed. “I preferred the old you,” she said querulously. “Before all this happened.”

“What, weak? I’ve become so much more. Unlike you.. you’ve become pathetic, Yukari. Ever since Ran died and Chen left you, you’ve become little more than a wizened half-figure that stalks through the night. What happened? You were one of the great powers, once. What happened?”

Yukari didn’t say anything. After a few seconds, Reimu looked back and saw the gap had vanished, back to wherever it came from. She shrugged, putting the gap youkai out of her mind as she came in to land, her black-bat wings unfolding to brake her descent.

She stepped through the ruins of the Scarlet Devil Mansion carefully, trying not to break anything further. Reimu had only bothered repairing a couple of rooms; with everyone else dead, there wasn’t such a need for such a large estate.
A small form lay recumbent on the bed, and she gently shook it, waking it up.
“R-reimu? I was having a terrible nightmare.. Flandre went berserk and killed everyone, and I, I-“ A tear dripped from Remilia’s eye as she looked up at the ex-shrine maiden.
“Shh, shh, mistress. It was just a dream. Look, I’ve got some food for us, is that ok?” Reimu took the chunk of flesh out from the paper bag, and the two vampires fed.