What is the Hifuu club? When people ask
me that, the answer l give them is kind of based on how I feel at the
time. I most often say that it's an occult club, there are times I
say that it's a group that uncovers the world's secrets, and there
are also times I just say, "It's a pretty regular club."
I'm not lying, and all of them have some truth in them. But, that's
only a small part of it, and the answer to the question, "'What
is the Hifuu club?" might be something entirely different.
"Mary," for example. Saying that might be correct. The HIM
club is Maribel Han, and it's me—the two of us; answering like that
might be correct. The Hifuu club is one by two? It's no good with
just one, and it's no good being alone. Mary looks at the other side,
and I look at this side. Holding hands, we wander between that side
and this side. Going over the boundary between dream and reality.
But, that boundary was lost. I, who was supposed to look at this
side, crossed to the other side—and Mary, who was supposed to look
at the other side. disappeared. In this side, (Right now, it's the
other side. I'm getting confused about which side is that side and
which side is this side!) was Mary still left behind in the real
world? And, was I the only one who stepped into the fantasy world?
Did Mary come here too and just get separated? I had several
questions, but no answers to any of them. At least, I got the feeling
that the last scene I saw could appropriately be called "vanish
means manga." Maybe Mary wasn't in this side or that side—she
disappeared in a way that made me think that.
Without having the time to worry about
things like that, I was attacked by a girl, and was saved by another
girl, it seemed. I say that it seemed that way since the girl just
appeared after the pillar of light struck the ground, and there was
no causal relationship between them. I didn't have the time to think
about what was happening. Not even about what happened to Mary. I was
too busy Hying to understand the current situation. It was an absurd
development like one from a dream world ah, but actually, reality was
absurd enough. "You're quite a retro magician—I thought those
went out a long time ago." For the time being. I started talking
to the girl who seemed to have saved me. She was wearing black and
white clothes, was riding a broom, and was wearing a pointed hat on
top of that. She was a magician who seemed like she would come out in
a fairy tale. She had a tool that had the eight trigrams drawn on it,
and was a mix of Japanese and Western styles. It looked like this
place was becoming modernized too.
The girl flicked her hat with her
forefinger, turned around toward me, and "Fin here because they
did." "Then—this is Gensokyo after all, right?" My
suspicion changed to belief. I had predicted it when I went through
the hole in the boundary, but I finally reached it! Different from
our world, a paradise that was separated by a border. The dream world
where lost things remained, Gensokyo! I was not only able to see that
place I only saw in pictures, but visit it. It seemed Mary came to
this dream world several times by herself, (each time she brought
back things that weren't in our world) but it was my first time. It
was unfortunate that I couldn't say "we." It was hard to
say you stupid hentai!
