“Marisa isn't tasty!! Go away!! Yugyaaaaa!!!”“Uu~ Uu~~ Going to eat you~!” A common sight. In the heat of the summer, a scampering Marisa is darting and weaving amongst the shrubs and bushes, desperately trying to escape a predating Remilia. Marisa's happy and gleeful return to her family's nest from the hunt was shattered by the scene of horror in her own home. A family of Remilias have found their nest and made quick work of Marisa's beloved Reimu and their three little ones. Reimu has been ripped in half, her eyes frozen in a blank horrified stare as the baby Remilias munched on her innards. The little koyukkuris were strewn about the room, some splattered on the walls and others a streak of red on the floor. The Remilias must have used the koyukkuris as hunting practice, and flun