Marisa, Mima, Yumemi, and Chiyuri had arrived at the pyramid where Reimu, Kana, Kotohime, and Rikako were waiting. Yumemi addressed the audience, "Attention, everyone! I will now present the prizes!" She said this while clutching her chest and with her face grimacing. She then turned to Marisa, "As the winner of today's contest, what is it that you want the most?"

"Something that I can fly on!" Marisa exuberantly replied.

Chiyuri pondered, "Um, do we have anything like that?"

Yumemi ordered, "Just bring out all of the junk from the vessel and we'll go from there."

Chiyuri did just that; she brought out many different trinkets that were within the vessel. Marisa looked upon the junk and spotted what she wanted; a rocket. The rocket was large enough to ride on, but small enough to ride properly. "This! This is exactly what I want!" She exclaimed. She mounted the rocket, "So, how does it start?"

"Just tap the left-hand side." Chiyuri answered.

"Okay!" Marisa did just that. The rocket fired off a fiery exhaust, and took to the skies with Marisa barely hainging on, "WHOOOOOOOOOOOAAA! AWESOME!"

Yumemi addressed Mima, "Aren't you gonna go after her?"

Mima shook her head, "Nah. She can take care of herself."

Yumemi then added, "Now it's your turn; what do you want for your prize, Mima?"

Mima glanced at the trinkets, then said, "Nothing. The exercise I got from today was a good enough prize. Good day." She then flew away.

Yumemi addressed Reimu, "Reimu, since you were in the finals, you get the next prize!"

Reimu hobbled over to the prizes. She asked, "Do you have anything that can help with chores around the house?"

Chiyuri responded, "I'm glad you asked! Yes we do!" She then presented what looked like a girl with green hair and a blue-and-white maid's uniform. "This is Ruukoto; she's a robot maid built to perform domestic chores. She's atomic powered, but a little outdated. You can have her if you want."

"Why thank you!" Reimu said. She looked at the robot, "Ruukoto, give me a ride home."

Ruukoto said in a monotone, "Specify home."

Reimu answered, "Uh, the Hakurei Shrine."

Ruukoto then said, "Specify location of Hakurei Shrine."

Reimu pointed her finger in a direction, "That way."

"Affirmative." Ruukoto picked up Reimu and carried her piggyback to the shrine.

"Aunt Misao's gonna love this!" She shouted while riding away in the distance.

Yumemi addressed everyone else, "Kotohime, Kana, and Rikako, since none of you got past the first round, I should just give you lame prizes, but that would be mean on my part. Come and take one of whatever you want."

Kotohime took an object, "What's this?"

Chiyuri answered, "That's a chair. I don't want it anymore. You can have it."

"What can you do with it?" Kotohime asked.

Chiyuri picked up the chair, "Well for starters," she got behind Yumemi, "You can do this!" She slammed the top of Yumemi's head with the chair in hand. She yelled, "That's for punching me all the time!" She assured Rikako, "Don't be put off; we do that all the time."

"Interesting. This will make a worthy addition to my collection." Kotohime said.

Rikako looked around for anything of interest. "Do you have anything of scientific worth?"

Chiyuri looked around, "umm," she picked up her gun, "This here's a 'firearm.' I don't have any bullets for it, so you can have it."

Rikako stated, "Well, this looks like a handy device, so I'll take it."

Kana went up to Yumemi, "All I really want is a new home, but I don't see anything of the sort here."

Chiyuri thought aloud, "Huh, a home? That's a challenge." She then addressed Yumemi, "Hey Yumemi, we have a couple of spare rooms in the Probability Space Hypervessel right? Can't we just take apart one of them and leave it here for her?"

Yumemi said, "It's possible. Would that be alright with you? It wouldn't be much of a home."

Kana exclaimed, "Oh yes! It would be wonderful if you did this for me! Any new home is desirable!"

"Alright then!" Chiyuri concluded.

At the Hakurei Shrine, a woman was sitting on the patio, drinking tea out of a small cup. She had long black hair tied into a ponytail with a red ribbon, but a few strands of her hair were turning a light gray color. Her dark brown eyes were looking over the horizon to see if anything of note was ahead of her. Her face was relaxed and expressionless, but unlike the faces of the children, hers was weathered, with a few wrinkles near her eyes and lips. She was wearing a red-and-white uniform, but an unusual one in which her sleeves were detached from the robe. When she finished her tea, she saw a curious sight; a green-haired girl carrying her niece piggyback. She called out to her, "Who's your friend, Reimu?"

The young miko said, "You can put me down now." The maid did so. She then addressed the older woman, "This is all your fault, Aunt Misao! If I had Genji with me, I would've won!"

Misao said, "You didn't answer my question; who is this?"

Reimu became flustered, "Oh, um, this is my prize. I didn't win, but I got a prize still. Her name's Ruukoto; she's a robot maid."

Misao raised an eyebrow, "A robot? Here in Gensokyo? Let me see." She got up and looked at Ruukoto from every angle, noticing the uniform and the atomic symbol on her back, "So the trip was worthwhile, even if you 'lost,' right?"

Reimu sighed, "I guess. It's just I wished you let me bring Genji along; then I would've had an advantage."

Misao looked at her, "Reimu, you can't rely on Genji forever. You need more self-sufficiency if you are to succeed me."

"I know that!" Reimu snapped. "It's just; I still can't fly."

Misao crouched down to Reimu's eye level and held her shoulders, "Look at me; I know you're still struggling to learn to fly, but I know you'll be able to master it eventually. You learned barrier magic with no problem, so I know you'll master flight. You just have to believe it's possible, that's all." She then smiled, "So then, would you like some tea?"

Reimu answered, "Sure, but you'll have to carry me."

Misao asked, "Why?"

Reimu said, "Well, didn't you see Ruukoto carry me? My leg got hurt at the contest; I can't walk very well."

Misao made a more sly smile, "You know, if you knew how to fly, you could still move about even with injured legs."

Reimu pouted, "That's mean, Aunt Misao!"

Misao responded, "I wasn't being mean! I was telling the truth! But have your new friend carry you instead; my arthritis is acting up." She got up and retreated into the shrine. "And we'll fix your leg while we're at it."

Reimu said, "Alright." She glanced at Ruukoto, "Ruukoto, carry me in!"

Yumemi and Chiyuri were in the bridge of their hypervessel, already enroute to their home dimension. Yumemi looked disappointed, "We didn't get a specimen." she said.

Chiyuri reassured, "Maybe not, but we still got some good data."

"But how can we convince them with just heresay? Gensokyo isn't even like any other region on Earth; they'll think I'm just lying again!"

Chiyuri stated, "There there, Yumemi. Even if no one believes you, I'll still believe you."

Yumemi stated, "Yeah, I guess so. But even if we try to tell the university that things like flight and danmaku are products of magic and not science, well, I can't guarantee if we'll be able to work there for much longer."

Chiyuri said, "Well even if not, we'll just start our own university! We'll publish our own theses, and then we'll prove magic is real!"

Yumemi chuckled, "You know, that doesn't sound like a bad idea." And after that, the hypervessel had disappeared from the dimension where Earth and Gensokyo could be found.