Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Scratching his hair, Wu Ye paused first, sorting out the language, and then said:

"I encountered some strange things in the outside world today, so I came to ask because of curiosity."

"Outside? What is it like?"

When I heard that it was the outside world, Reimu seemed to have a lot of interest. This is not difficult to understand. If it happened in Gensokyo, she would never want to listen.

The reason is simple, because for this witch-sama, Gensokyo’s fun fact=trouble ≈mutation=she is going out again, so Reimu, who is determined to drink tea to death, cannot accept such exhausting daily life.

But what the outside world says is another matter. She can't care about it anyway, and it's interesting to hear it as a story.

"Well, how should I put it, it is that a strange incident happened in our school, and the surveillance did not capture the prisoner."

"What is monitoring?"

"Uh, it's probably something similar to the skill dedicated to peeping."

"The same as the purple gap?"

Reimeng's words instantly dropped the air to the bottom of the ice, Wu Ye first looked left and right to see if there were any gaps, and then answered:

"...The strength is much different, but it should be about the same in terms of peeping effect."

"Okay, I get it."

Nodding to show that he understood, Reimu continued to ask:

"And then? What happened?"

"It's just that a bunch of flowers that shouldn't be there suddenly appeared in a room, and they are in every season."

"Flowers."

Hearing this, Reimeng raised his brows:

"Speaking of which, there have been a lot of flowers in Gensokyo recently."

"So is Gensokyo?"

Wu Ye was surprised. This fact seemed to prove one step closer to his speculation:

"When did this start?"

"Just recently."

Reimu tried to recall and said:

"When I went out to buy tea, I found that there were a lot of flowers blooming around me. Although it is beautiful, it tastes too strong and it is a bit unbearable."

"Is this an abnormal change?"

"Not counting."

Ling Mengming did not want to answer:

"Even I won't solve it."

"...Hey, Miko."

"Well-winded, don't even think about preaching to me, Wu Ye."

As Reimu said, she turned her face away a little and refused to give it to her. This time she seemed determined not to solve the abnormal change:

"It's okay to leave these flowers alone. Anyway, I haven't heard that anyone will be killed by the fragrance of flowers."

"Too irresponsible, are you?"

"It's so noisy, I'm a witch, I said it's not a mutation, it's not a mutation."

"Okay, forget it."

Wu also surrendered, and Reimu was arrogant and could not stop anyone. Anyway, since the damage of the mutation is almost zero, as she said, it would not be big if the problem is not solved. At most, it is a bit unpleasant for others.

"Right, Reimu."

Now that he had decided to leave things alone, Wu also planned to deal with external issues seriously.

"Do you know a god of death?"

"what--?"

Exaggerating the ending, Reimeng glared at Wu also and said:

"Hey, I just said that I can't solve the abnormal change. Are you cursing me like this? Have I forgotten the kindness that I let you eat for nothing at the shrine?"

"...Let's not talk about who is responsible for the finances of the shrine now, I curse you nowhere."

Depressed and funny again, Wu Ye calmed down his inexplicable mood and said:

"I want to know something about the death sickle, so I want to ask if you know it."

"Uh, that's it."

Frozen, Reimu didn't have any guilt of misunderstanding others, her morals were gone forever.

"Reaper and my work are too far apart, I can't see them in normal times, and they seem to have a division of labor."

"Division of labor?"

"Well, some death gods are responsible for managing the souls of dead monsters, some are responsible for human souls, and I know a few of the parts responsible for monsters, but they don't usually go to work. I guess they won't find anyone there."

"Hey, why?"

"Because no monster died."

Reimu said in an enviable tone:

"The god of death who manages the souls of monsters is basically in a state of nothing to do when no monsters die. The key is that if there is no war, few monsters will die in peacetime."

"...It seems reasonable."

Basically, the monsters are long-lived. It's better to say that there are no short-lived monsters. If it weren't for accidental death, the death god in Gensokyo, who was responsible for the souls of the monsters, seemed to be no different from not going to work.

"That said, is it impossible to find the god of death?"

"It's not so impossible."

Reimu frowned, as if trying to recall something: