From the now two-way entrance underground, Yuugi and I decided to walk north toward the Hakurei Shrine and the forest of inexplicably immoral energy (or for you Gensokyans, The Forest of Magic). On the way there, I told Yuugi stories about a certain group of people called the Assassins and those who abused power against the weak. She gave her thoughts on those with power and disapproved of the Assassins' methods of fighting people, saying that it was very cowardly of them. I explained to them that what they did was morally more right than the people throughout history who would abuse their power for their own selfish gain. I told her that the Assassins killed the strong to free the weak and protect those who couldn't do so themselves. She had a hard time understanding why people would do something for those who were so weak and afraid, but I reasoned to her about how it would be the right thing. She seemed to understand from that point. Maybe she won't be so merciless for the weak and cowardly if they weren't the wicked kind.

I feel better about myself telling people about doing good things. I feel like I'm doing the right thing myself, but it's not completely so unless they know the Love of Jesus Christ, which I feel that I should tell the people around me all about. I remember being taught that some of us Children of God were called to be ministers that should go out into the word and spread the gospel, but the outside world nowadays seems to reject that like oil rejects water. The Living Water. We then reached a fork in the road near the Human Village and stopped.

Yuugi: "Well you can go on ahead and retrieve your belongings and your 'girlfriend' if you wish. I have some business with an old friend of mine. I heard she usually stays at the Hakurei Shrine. I'll see you soon."
Reinhardt: "Until we meet again, sister. I hope you'll think about a few of the things I told you about."
Yuugi: "I might."

I could only hope she would, though. I headed off to that forest ever-so-familiar to me and followed the main path to Alice's house. The first thing that worried me was the fact that the dolls seemed to either do nothing but sit around idly or frantically fly around the house as if they were looking for something... or someone! I then quickly started up a search of my own around the house as one of the dolls seemed to instinctively offer me a cookie from the kitchen. I didn't have the time for one or the time to wonder why so I searched every room, looking behind every door while feeling a bit guilty doing so since it felt a bit wrong to go in-depth into the house when it suddenly occurred to me that I should have checked my belongings first.

I ran down to my guest room and saw that all of my stuff was scattered as if it were dumped out of the bag that held it. Only the basic stuff like clothes and toiletries were spared while my special belongings like my ammo canister for Natascha and my MP3 player went missing! I was enraged when I found this out, but what's missing more importantly is my Bible! Whoever had it right now probably needs to read it, but I would like to know exactly who would rummage through my belongings like that. I knew Alice wouldn't because she's too nice for that, but then a thought suddenly came into mind. I decided to take a little trip to Alice's infamous neighbor, Marisa and give her a little piece of my mind if she was home. If not, I'd trash the dump that she calls home, as if it weren't trashed as is.

I straightened up my things in the bag it belonged in and took the only things I would need at the moment over to Miss Kirisame's house. A knife, a gun, and some brass. I jogged to Marisa's house in a fury, but allowed myself to save energy for when I arrived while endless thoughts of violence and murder raced through my mind. I wasn't worried about Marisa Shoop-da-Whooping me, I was more worried about me being labelled as a murderer and sent to the gallows as one would say from over a century ago. I marched up to Marisa's front doorstep and banged the door with the butt of my rifle and soon enough, the witch in black and white herself showed up with a face that looked like it was about to smack my own. I raised my rifle and pointed it dead-straight toward her face. At this point, all confidence and upset feeling left her face to be replaced by fear where it belonged.

Reinhardt: "You probably know me already and moreso after I disappeared, but I have some questions to ask you. I hope for your sake that you answer them honestly and quickly, lest you lose a head over your foolishness."
Marisa: "So you're that outsider that the higher-ups are talking about. I see your face everywhere on posters now. Some have big rewards posted on them. Dead or alive, they say."
Reinhardt: "I haven't started the interrogation yet and I haven't even resorted to torture, but at least you're answering me with some of the info I want. Alright, spill some more info. Whaddya know about my belongings at Alice's house?"
Marisa: "Belongings of yours? Well I figured that an outsider like you would have some kind of belongings, but I didn't know you had that much. All I know about your inventory is that you have a nice book here. The thing is, though, it's not anything about spells. It sounds like a boring history book to me."
Reinhardt: "Don't you dare mock The Word of God! Maybe you could learn a few things from reading it."
Marisa: "Oh, this is the first time anyone's actually offered me a book. And also, Word of God? I'd take it, but it's too boring for my tastes."
Reinhardt: "If only you understood the Power that it holds if you obey Its words, but I'll be taking it back now."
Marisa: "Have it back, I don't care, really. Will that be all, Mr. Impaling Hairstyle?"
Reinhardt: "No, I have more questions to ask. Actually, one. Where's Alice?"
Marisa: "Oh, you mean my best friend? I'm not sure where she could possibly be, but when she sent that shrine maiden over to investigate me, she got a little bit of a 'return to sender' notice after I got beat up and explained to Reimu that Alice was the one who kept you with her. I didn't realize this until after I went out with Alice the next day, but at that point, we were both supposedly home until I checked up on your little 'girlfriend' to find that she wasn't home."
Reinhardt: "But where is she? Tell me and I won't shoot you in the head."
Marisa: "Go ahead, be my guest! I'm a veteran when it comes to dodging danmaku." She got out her Mini-Hakkero, a weapon that is said to be able to Shoop-da-Whoop somebody into the next dimension and the next week.
Reinhardt: "I'm warning you, though. This is no danmaku weapon. This is a legitimate rifle engineered by the Soviets to murder people from almost a mile away. You cannot dodge these brass spears of death once the weapon is aimed at you and fired."
Marisa: "You must be bluffing."

She began to charge her Master Spark, but I ended up shooting it out of her hand and blowing a giant hole through her roof when the laser fired upward out of the Mini-Hakkero and blasted itself downward into her floorboards. She was left speechless as her weapon seemed to start malfunctioning with the telltale blue electricity and smoke emanating from it. She seemed rather surprised and could've been paralyzed by the loud bang from my rifle. She didn't have any wounds besides falling on the floor, so at least I didn't kill her or severely wound her.

Reinhardt: "Get up and answer me! I only aimed at your own weapon, so you're not dead. Now where's Alice?"
Marisa: "I-I-I... I don't know! There was no trace of where she could've possibly gone. I won't steal your things again!"
Reinhardt: "Good."

She trembled endlessly with severe nervousness in her voice now. I somehow enjoyed this, but I knew that was wrong! I don't want to become a Yuuka Kazami, but aside from interrogating the neighbor, I had to search for Alice and a way to clear my Wanted status from the majority of Gensokyo, but I knew that would be hard, considering that I'm everywhere according to this witch. I left Marisa's house and headed back to Alice's house. I figured that I would need help from the media in order to turn the public's opinion. Then I remembered about Aya Shameimaru. Of course! I could get her help to spread issues about me being an innocent man. Not that I've committed any actual crime here in Gensokyo. Come to think of it, I don't think contrabanding has any known law against it and Aya must be the one worsening my reputation. I would need something else to help me. I've heard of this other newspaper that is more honest than the Bunbunmaru, but it's somewhat less popular and I doubt I'd be able to find its publisher, so for now I'll have to stay at Alice's house. Hopefully the dolls know how to go about doing tasks while Alice is MIA. I'll get back with Yuugi to talk about the new situation later. For now, I'll stay at Alice's even though she isn't around to be the hospitable and providing hostess that she's happy to be. I hope she's safe. Lord help her.