Touhou Project Remilia Scarlet Novels & Stories

So she could have a face like that, she thought to herself. “ I told her that I want to be good friends with her,” Remi said. “.…” Scarlet opened her mouth shockingly and was about to be entered by flies. Remi sighs with regret. “Idiot,” Scarlet said and went back to fanning herself. Meanwhile, Chloe was doing her work happily in the cafe while Remi grieves with regrets and Scarlet gave her love master skills a 0.1% achievement rate with disappointment.

Integrity +1 → 8/10 Remy Dagger Sync +1 → 95% Celeste Valentina Morua—14, Level 2, Crown equipped— curled into Remy ready for Monday and every mist-space night after.

Scar said simply and calm as Lila faced her. "You mean I should forget him!?" Lila asked. "That not actually what I mean, we work together but you just have to get rid of the feelings growing inside you!" Scar replied and Lila clamls her lips together holding back her tears. "Fine, I will!" Lila mumbled and a smile appeared on Scar's face. "I'll go get some milkshakes to cheer you up!" Scar stood up. "You don't need to, I don't have the appetite to take anything!" Lila declined.

Finding an evil smirk lingering over Scarlet’s lips, Mara provoked her, “Don’t use the past life. Get hold of your mermaid powers, little one.” Scarlet went dumbfounded and immediately calmed down. Her eyes turned ocean blue, but she didn’t shift. Looking here and there, Scary spotted the old butler standing near a table over which was kept some water.

before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed Scar is a girl with pixie cut black hair with brown eyes. She has a nose ring and she have tatoos all over her right arm. I know staring is rude but I can not help it. I did not expect that she will look like this. I smiled so wide I am sure she can see my wisdom tooth and shouted at the same time hug her. *weird side activated* "You are so awesome! Are you Scar? Oh my gosh! Does it hurt when you were inked? Can I have one too?!"

she said, glancing at me, “if you could heal someone that is close to death… maybe you can fix scars too.” The room quieted just a little. I followed her gaze and realized what she was talking about. My scar. The old burn mark that curved down from the corner of my jaw to my neck—a part of my past I had tried to hide but couldn’t erase. I instinctively reached up, fingers brushing the edge of it. I hated that thing. I hated what it reminded me of. Rachael tilted her head. “I’m just saying… wouldn’t it be kind of amazing if you could heal yourself too?”

The girl answered. I felt our heart skip and this was because of Circe. She suddenly hugged the girl again and allowed her tears to fall freely down her eyes. The girl patted our back gently and we stayed like this for a while before Circe suddenly took away her thoughts from me. Then she broke off from the hug and glared at the girl. "What is your name, child?" "Tamara," she answered. Circe nodded. "Tamara, nice name. Can you keep a secret?" She asked.

It glinted in the light, a symbol of broken promises, before landing on the disheveled bed where their betrayal had unfolded. My piercing gaze remained fixed on it. "Consider it your reward for a game that you played so well," I stated, the bitterness in my voice seeping through every word. "And, well done, Leila. It seems you have found your perfect match," my words were like a dagger coated in bitterness, “Perfectly made from hell!“ my voice heavy with the agony of betrayal. Leaving the room, I walked away from the echoes of deception, my final words lingering in the air like an unspoken truth. The corridor outside embraced me in its quiet solitude, providing a refuge from the emotional st

"I see you've finally decided to join us. I'm Matron, the ruler of this little domain. And you, my dear, are merely a pawn in our game." I held her gaze, my heart racing. "I'm not scared of you," I lied, striving to keep my voice steady. Matron's laughter echoed, sending chills down my spine. "Oh, I'm trembling in my boots, princess. But don't worry, I'll ensure you're comfortable...for now." I returned her smile, cold and calculated. "I'm counting on it, Matron. I'm counting on it." "Hey, stop talking, everyone. Her name is Scarlett," the police officer who killed Remus announced, his voice resonating through the thick prison walls.

She directly looked at the lady from the eyes. “How are you my dear?” “I’m fine, but you shouldn’t ask.” “Why? Am I not allowed to ask you that? Aren’t we family after all?” “I consider you not.” Scarlet Tatsunumi laughed hysterically, “Are you sure you really forgot your memories? You seemed to be doing so well in countering my words.” You have no idea that I took intervention and had everything remembered, you bitch. She had thought, almost losing her composure but she tried to close her eyes and took a deep breathe before she continued with her words.