While her scenery had changed, her morning routine had not.

Getting up early, despite everything, came naturally to the half-phantom girl. Even if she was harmed on a spiritual level, even if she still didn't understand much about this situation, that didn't change anything.

Youmu was going to train.

No-one else was awake yet, but the rain had stopped. While the town's damaged state was a sorry sight, she was able to find a spot behind the hunter's lodge to perform her exercises.

She could always be faster. She could always push herself that much harder. And that meant never letting up on her exercises, no matter what situation she was in.

To be perfectly frank, as long as she was able to stand and swing her sword, she'd carve out some time for training.

A swing could be faster and more precise. If she didn't think it could be, then she could try anyway, because that was the purpose of training.

Youmu's grandfather had made sure to instill this mindset as deeply into her as possible.

One swing.

Two swings.

Ten.

Twenty.

Fifty.

One-hundred.

She was nearing eight-hundred when she heard commotion from the front of the Hunter's lodge.

Sheathing her blades, the half-phantom proceeded back inside swiftly enough to catch what was being discussed.

"If there's something dangerous in the forest, then it's probably for the best to stop it from hurting anyone," she commented. While it wasn't strictly her duty back in Gensokyo, if she was in the position to stop something bad from happening it was likely she would provided it didn't interfere with her duty to Yuyuko-sama.

Besides, this could be viewed as an extension of her training.

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