虽然说我一向恋旧，这也不足以解释我对神无月的巫女一年来的耿耿
我把这种执念归结于自己没有好好的宣泄自己的感想，所以现在嘛
以前我办最喜欢的百合片投票的时候，把神无月归入个人前3
可是这部片子成功的地方就是人物的刻画，千歌音和姬子在这惨无人
（还有大神这好小伙，按下不表）
我和99％的神无饭一样，大爱千歌音。不提她如何如何优秀了吧
千歌音完美吗？不完美。她至少犯了3个错误。第一是违背自己的真
需要为她辩解的就是，这些她都情有可原。第一件，姬子要负很大的
不明白自己的心意是有罪的。（当然不表白自己心意的千歌音也很蔫
第三件嘛。。。如果她不犯这个错误，开始就KO大神或是真琴
而姬子，同样是一个让我自愧不如的女孩。原谅别人的胸襟到了这种
与千歌音站在同一高度，最适合千歌音的人。千载万世的绝配。
为了这两人亘古缠绵的爱浮一大白。
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我其实真的不会写情书--倒像人物评论。。。OTL
所以想了一个月后我决定将我最喜欢的神无月同人小说翻译成英文。
一切为了在美国布教用XDDD
ps：Faith你自己校正吧，我继续爬格子，翻译剩下的5／6
译注会稍后加上。
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[Fanfiction-Kannaduki no Miko] The Fantasy of Last Life I ~The Remnant
Sun at Daybreak
Author: Faith
Translator: Lethe
Illustrator: Nitro
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Please do not post this article anywhere else without informing the translator.
You can email me at himekoxchikane@gmail.com
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Chapter I
……There is an ancient shrine on the moon, quietly protecting the
common world for thousands of years……
She knew this story since she was very little. Two mikos were chosen
by Gods, born on those days when Gods were gone. They together took
the mission of protecting the common world. Dressed in sacred miko
suits, holding two-handed swords, the two young ladies were not only
beautiful and elegant, but also powerful and frightening.
Mikos of the sun, and the moon.
And she, was one of them. Born an orphan without parents, her
existence was destined not to be just a daughter; she was
pre-determined not being able to spend her life quietly and
peacefully.
Gods had their reasons for such an arrangement. She had believed so
all these times.
"……Hi Sama？"
A clear and pleasant voice softly interrupted her daily meditation.
However, it also made a slight smile showing up on her serious face.
Swiftly turning around, her small figure stayed kneeing down at the
wooden floor in a graceful and proper pose.
"Tsuki sama." As usual, she bowed down slightly in a respectful way,
and gave the person in front of her a polite yet cold greeting. Her
long hair was light –colored like tea leaves, almost shining golden,
bundled towards the back in a simple and fitting style, only some hair
by the ear flowing in front of her chest.
The girl that she called " Tsuki sama" was said to have come from an
ordinary family. When her parents learned that their only kid was the
miko chosen by Gods, they were moved to happy tears, kneeled down and
thanked Gods.
She heard that they were still spending the money that the emperor
granted, boasting that their daughter was the daughter of heavens, a
gift from Gods.
Really… foolish folks. She sighed in her heart. Why couldn't they
understand that being "normal" would be the most gracious gift that
Gods would give to a child?
As she was having such thoughts, Tsuki sama had opened the door
completely, so that the ray of the bright sunshine could enter their
dark room—the sacred forbidden place where they had been serving God
Ame no Murakumo.
She noticed that a strange look flashed through the bright and limpid
eyes of Tsuki sama as she looked at the stone statue of Ame no
Murakumo behind her (Hi sama's) back. That was a look of admiration
and trust, mixed with a nature of fear and obedience towards Gods.
A nature of mikos.
"I am very sorry…Did I interrupt your meditation?'' Tsuki sama turned
her head slightly and asked, with a few thick old books in her hands
that exuded a color of yellow.
She only gazed silently at the girl in front of her.
The strong sunlight naturally shined upon her long dark hair,
enhancing the softness and gloss of it. Tsuki sama had the same hair
style as that of herself, yet her front hair was more stylishly
disordered, slightly covering her thin, well-shaped and deep-colored
eyebrows.
Wearing a deep-purple miko suit all year long, with the black hair and
deep-colored eyebrows, a mature and indifferent mask of expression
occupying her beautiful and elegant face—Tsuki sama looked like a
person suitable to compete with and beat darkness itself.
At least this would be the first impression.
She smiled silently. She understood more than anyone else how
deceiving looks could be.
If people could distract themselves from Tsuki sama's refined face and
lock their sight on her deep-as-sea eyes, they would for sure find,
underneath her cold look, how gentle, how purely trusting her eyesight
was.
She was still a child. An inexperienced child who was looking at this
world with her big, pure and curious eyes.
"No, I just finished the meditation for today."
Tsuki sama looked obviously relaxed, then smiled shyly, and walked
over slowly and agilely. The way that Tsuki sama walked was not
exactly delicate, but straightforward like boys, yet more elegant and
dashing. Maybe it was because that she was taller than herself? She
wondered with curiosity.
"The priest suggested me to ask you about these books."
Crouching down, Tsuki sama's shy smile approached her face. She then
realized that Tsuki sama and she were having a distance way too
intimate, as she even saw her own reflections in the other girl's blue
eyes.
Moving backward without a trace, she maintained a polite smile on her
face. "Are you still studying hard on these ancient books, Tsuki
sama?"
"Yes. Because I has not been here since little, like Hi sama. I am not
very clear about many things regarding the rites, legends or
ceremonies…" As Tsuki sama was explaining, she put aside the books in
her hands and kneeled down straightly on the floor. "So the priest
said I could ask you what I don't understand…Can you teach me what's
in the books?"
Her expressions were so candid and upright, and her eyes were serious
and trusting. Who could possibly refuse them? She whispered in her
heart. "Certainly. Where do you not understand?"
As soon as she stopped the sentence, Tsuki sama responded with her
radiant smiling face.
Just as usual, she started to have an uncontrollable disorder of heart beat.
After this, no matter how hard she tried to meditate, to keep her mind
in a state free of random thoughts, these gentle eyes and sincere
smile could always invade her heart without warning, and waste every
effort she spent maintaining a calm mood.
This sudden hurricane of the moon had been tantalizing her rioting
soul to be freed from this mission.
Maybe this was why the second miko was needed. No matter how the sun
shined upon the land, it could never reach the darkness deep inside
itself. When the darkness devoured the sun at the end, at least there
would be tender moonlight generously shedding in the world. At least,
there would be a gentle and beautiful light warming up the world.
"……First we summon Ame no Murakumo, and then, we will fight
Orochis……right?" Tsuki sama asked, while concentrating on the
sentences in a book.
She straightened her suddenly-stiffed body. "Yes."
"And what next? I looked into quite a few books, none of them recorded
what mikos should do after defeating Orochis."
"…Do you really have the confidence to defeat Orochis?"
Tsuki sama switched her eyesight from the book to the face of the
young lady in the red miko suit in front of her.
Her piercing blue eyes looked deeply into the other brilliant pair.
"If I were alone, that might be a little difficult." Carefully
choosing the words, Tsuki sama spoke slowly, "Because…there are eight
Orochis, right? One versus eight, it would be difficult, no matter how
you think about it."
She couldn't help chuckling at her naïve reply.
"It is true." Somewhat unsatisfied that her serious reply was laughed
at, Tsuki sama continued her explanation. " If one can be invincible
as long as she is by God's side, why do you need two mikos? One person
can accomplish nothing……to protect people, or to live a life. We
can't— "
"I can live by myself." Interrupting Tsuki sama's words, her
indifferent tone contained disagreement.
Tsuki sama's young and profound face looked disappointed and hurt. "Hi
sama…you don't want to be with me?" Her clear and melodious voice
failed to cover the sudden sobs from her throat and became sore and
weak.
This unreserved sincerity smashed her heart into pieces, which she had
been defending so hard. "It is my fate to be with you." She bit her
teeth so badly that her chin was tense and aching. " Such arrangements
must have their reasons……I never doubt it, nor do I run away from it.
"
"Even if you are not at all willing to……right?"
The silence froze the air, and their heartbeat replaced the time flow.
A certain flame was slowly rising, and bloomed into a beautiful, neon
brilliance, just like the water droplets under the sun.
"……Yes."
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