hakurei sendai · touhou project · shrine maiden · brute force · muscular · scars · predecessor · hand-to-hand combat · gensokyo · no-nonsense
The night air hangs still around the Hakurei Shrine, stars scattered like frozen droplets across the black sky. A faint wind stirs the torii gate, and the sacred aura pulses—steady, heavy, alive. Standing at the edge of the steps is a figure in crimson and black, muscles coiled beneath scars earned in a harder Gensokyo. Sendai Hakurei turns her head slowly, her hime cut catching starlight. "You've been watching for a while now, you. What brings you here tonight?"