The girl, it seems, could be acutely observant, considering that she brought us an autumn leaf from one of her outings before bringing back another. Mother-In Law would suppose that she was collecting them for some reason. Winters were typically less colorful but Reimu seemed to celebrate the notions of autumn. Of course, she saw beauty in everything, so her collection was probably another fixture of that. The pups were confused but shared her enthusiasm towards her collection of sorts.

Whatever was autumn related, she felt so prompted to gather up and collect them, even bringing home chrysanthemums. When it came to autumn flowers, I would want little to do with them but chrysanthemums would be the more "happier" than the defiant lycoris, of course, only if said mums were yellow, orange, or red, not white, especially not white.

My hair was once a golden sunny yellow but times turned it a snowy white, the white of death, the color that would complement the bloodied red of the lycoris. Of course, lycoris flowers come in more than red but the ones I tend to see the most are that horrid bloodied red. I wonder what Reimu's opinions would be on those defiant flowers but, knowing how obstinately cheerful and sweet she is, I would think she'd find them beautiful, as she finds anything beautiful.

I wondered if I had become so jaded that I can acknowledge few things as beautiful or, rather, did I learn to keep such joy and opinions inside. She's always smiling, while I can remember smiling once and only once. She finds joy in almost everything, few things get her down, while I've lived for very long and, frankly, I find joy in few things, as my life has hardly been fortunate. I would suppose the child had reason to be so cheerful, as she knows so little hardship, while I've had time to experience plenty.

Honestly, I feared for her, as she's a human, oracle abilities aside, but the humans would never take her back, however, her being a human meant that she wouldn't belong with the youkai, regardless if she fit in well. The youkai in this village are accepting but I fear, if she leaves, she'd face nothing but hardship.

My life had all but destroyed me and I've been a very bitter woman ever since but, while I've been resigned to this, I dread the same for the child, after all, what wrong could she have brought to deserve something horrid?

She was just born, born different than most, and she was cast aside. At least, some bit of solace I would presume, she's loved and admired. The other youkai find her a curiosity, yes, but they find her amiable and charming, while Mamizou and a few of them are wary of her, for reasons she doesn't know why. I would deem myself more grateful to the satori, as the fear and hostility towards her doesn't affect her too much and neither do her abilities of foresight.

As I thought of her good spirits and saccharinity, I wondered as to how she would cope should she approach other humans and vice versa. Humans find odd things to be frightening, while she, practically a human, does not. I would say she'd be confused by the notion, confused as to how the ways of humans are, as she's been around yokai for her most of her life at this point.

I suppose I would have to cross bridges when I get to them and we are a long ways off from a bridge.

Authoress' note: The intro part is told from Ren's POV, the rest is told from Yukari's POV.

-Amoridere.