[X] Stay with Satsuki.
-[X] Help her with the book
Is that book written in German? If so, Sella or Leysritt will have no problems with reading and following it, them being actually German maids ...
I still can't stop thinking about Illya and Berserker duo and the spell cards Illya can develop. Also her meeting Ichirin and Unzan will be interesting to watch - from afar probably ...
Meeting of Masters
Illya skipped happily besides Sella. Healed finally, the homunculus mage was determined to enjoy her stay in Gensokyo. She, and her servants already learned about Danmaku, and both homunculi created and wore two on them, on their host's recommendation, even if they only intended to buy some supplies for Sella's cooking. The German maid quickly formed partnership with Sakuya, both being maids and devoted servants of high skills as well as capable fighters, and Sella gaining access to the kitchen was part of it. It certainly appealed to Illya and even their host lady Remilia, both loving Sella's recipes.
So here they were, buying foodstuffs when suddenly Illya felt warning touch in her mind. Scanning their surroundings, she spotted woman in robe that resembled a nun. She was obviously shopping as well but what get Illya's attention was the cloudy giant - or a floating torso of one - that was following the other woman, carrying her buying. This made Illya slightly envious because she never entertained the idea to let Berserker actually do such stunt. She was also more than little curious.
"Sella? If you need me, I will be there," she turned to her servant.
Preoccupied with haggling, Sella just nodded back and paid little mind to her charge heading into troubles.
Illya, happy to have freedom to act, walked merrily to the other Master.
"Good afternoon," the homunculus mage greeted the older woman. "My name is Illyasviel von Einzbern. I am new in this land, a guest of ladies Remilia and Flandre Scarlets. May I now your name Master of servant?"
"Good afternoon," the lady nodded back politely. "I am Ichirin Kumoi, a priest of Bishamouten and Buddha in training. What do you mean by Master though?"
"Oh? Isn't he your servant?" Illya pointed out the floating giant.
"Eh? He is my guardian and, you can think of him as companion and my responsibility... In some ways, yes, Unzan can be called a servant," Ichirin answered thoughtfully.
"My bad," Illya bowed apologetically. "It's just you remind me of, well, me. I didn't think someone can be as lucky to acquire such magnificent companion."
"What do you mean? Oh..." Ichirin's eyes moved behind Illya's right shoulder. "Unzan just told me you are accompanied as well. Can we meet your ... servant?"
"Probably not here. I don't want people panic and well, I am not so callous as to show of in the middle of a crowd."
"The people probably think we are about to duel," Ichirin shrugged eying the thickening crowd. "But if you want, follow me."
Illya didn't think twice. She doubt she would be in danger, not from a Buddhist, and knew, Sella or Flandre can find her easily in place small like the town known as Human Village. So she - and half of the crowd - followed Ichirin. She was right, thinking their destination will be a temple. What surprised her, were numerous wards and magic fields that rivalled those, Illya encountered at Ryuudo shrine when she fought Flandre and Caster.
"Welcome to Myouren Temple," a regal woman that made Illya gasp in shock greeted them. "What a guests you brought with you, Ichirin. I hope you bought all on the list though or our resident Incarnation of Bishamouten will riot, again."
The woman was AT LEAST as powerful as the Caster, if not more. She even resemble her a little, but there were some differences, in magic and body. Still, she was powerful spellcaster, that was clear to the young Magus. What was different from Caster the most was aura of peace and genuine smile on her lips.
"This girl is Illyasviel von Einzbern, guest of Scarlets, right?" Ichirin introduced the homunculus. "Illyasviel, meet Lady Byakuren Hijiri, head of the Temple. My lady, Illyasviel's companion didn't reveal himself yet, so forgive me to not know his name."
"Oh. That's what we came here, Lady Byakuren. I didn't think manifesting my ... companion in a middle of the town was a good idea," Illya explained. Silently instructing him, she bowed to the Mage and her companions - which grew with a mouse girl and regal warrior woman arriving - and gestured behind herself. "Allow me, to introduce you to Berserker, my companion, servant and protector."
The hulking mass of muscles materialised in his place just behind the Magus who now looked positively tinny in comparison.
The warrior and the mouse girl took step back, clearly preparing to defend themselves, however Hijiri and Ichirin didn't react with more then polite bows.
"Welcome to my temple, Son of Zeus," Hijiri shocked Illya casually. "What?" the ancient Priest Mage tilted her head quizzically. "Even I heard about his exploits. One of my ancestors even met him, once. The mighty Herculles is not someone forgotten, young lady. Although you should probably sought way to return his mind to him. It would be kinder to him."
"But..." Illya hesitated.
"You fear, he will abandon you? Hate you? I don't think so, Lady Illyasviel," the ancient woman answered her unspoken questions. "But that is for later. And no, I am not the one you should seek to help remedy what the spell that brought him to you broke in him. You are curious about Unzan, right? Ichirin, why not tell Illyasviel your story?"
So Illya listened to a story of a girl and Youkai while she drank tea the mouse girl served them. It was certainly interesting and awe inspiring. Her respect for Ichirin grew but also, she was curious now. Who will win? Berserker the demigod or powerful nyuudo?
"Curious about ours protectors abilities?" Ichirin regarded the Magus. "Little spar, perhaps?"
***
"Luckily, this is not my shrine," a girl in red and white dress of a miko exclaimed.
"Nothing, what Unzan and Berserker couldn't repair," Hijiri shrugged. "They just demolished the yard. And both are famous for their strength and working abilities. Right, Ichirin? Illyasviel-san?"
Both minders of overpowered giants nodded sheepishly.
"I should know Flandre will bring troubles with her. Just ... Be careful how and where you unleash your servant, Illyasviel-san," the Miko, Reimu Hakurei sighed. "Well, it was something to watch, but Marisa and Suika are waiting, so good evening," ... and the miko left in hurry.
"Lady Illya! Don't just vanish on me like that!" Sella arrived, scowling. "Who are your new friends? And why is the yard looking like a servant battlefield?"
So that was how Illya managed to give Sella her first hearth attack ...
The END
Silly little omake.