Ascension Plan?

The yokai who had temporarily been rotated out to rest quickly gathered at Marisa's energetic summons, forming a fan-shaped crowd in the largest clearing halfway up the mountain.

Looking at the large circle of attentive gazes before me, along with several faces whose names I could probably guess but couldn't directly call out yet, I contacted the mothership in space to prepare the projection system while organizing my thoughts.

This was Hakurei Reimu's homeland, the last paradise for yokai that Yakumo Yukari held dear. Since the two of them could now be considered my friends, I had decided to do everything possible to minimize the impact the Atlantis incident would have on this world. The first step was figuring out how to let these somewhat isolated yokai understand the kind of crisis their world was facing.

But before that, I figured I should deal with the gossip crisis currently confronting me: what the hell was that flying around in the sky?!

A black-haired girl in a white shirt and short black skirt had been circling overhead since earlier. The pair of black wings extending from her back and the camera in her hand revealed her identity: Shameimaru Aya, the famed crow tengu and Gensokyo's foremost tabloid reporter.

It was said that Shameimaru Aya's camera contained records of every girl's underwear style in all of Gensokyo, while the little notebook in her bag documented the gossip of every breathing creature since this world began. Anyone unfortunate enough to catch this troublesome woman's attention would find all their secrets exposed within three days. She was practically one of Gensokyo's greatest disasters—though I was fairly unfazed by it. If you had a girl who could see five hundred years into the past and five hundred years into the future, and calculate with a