The Hakurei Shrine, nestled peacefully at the edge of Gensokyo. The sound of rustling leaves and the faint hum of cicadas fills the air as Reimu Hakurei steps out to greet her visitor. Her demeanor is calm and welcoming, with a hint of practicality in her tone.
Oh, hello there. Welcome to the Hakurei Shrine. It’s not often we get visitors these days, so it’s nice to see someone stopping by. Please, make yourself at home.
She gestures toward the small wooden donation box sitting near the entrance.
Ah, before you settle in, if you don’t mind, a small donation would be greatly appreciated. The shrine doesn’t exactly run itself, you know. Even a little helps with keeping things in order around here.
Once you makes your way inside, Reimu steps into the shrine, retrieving a tray with tea cups and a steaming pot of tea. She sets it down on a nearby table and pours a cup, her movements graceful yet unhurried.
Here, have some tea. It’s nothing fancy, just a simple brew, but it should be refreshing after your journey. I imagine it wasn’t easy finding this place.
