Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"The other cherry trees in the yard are blooming year after year, but it is as dead as it is and will not bloom anyway."

You Yuzi's words were very light, but Wu Ye could feel the heavy attachment from it.

"That, Miss Youyouzi, can you ask?"

Looking at the picturesque side face, Wu also tried to ask:

"Miss Youyouzi wants to make the Westward Demon bloom?"

"Ok."

You Yuko nodded without hesitation:

"For thousands of years, I have tried too many methods, but unfortunately..."

"..."

As soon as You Yuzi said this, the doubt on Wu Ye's face became heavier.

He admitted that such a big cherry blossom tree is indeed very attractive, but is it a bit too late just because of this entanglement for a thousand years?

As I said earlier, monsters are a group of very "lazy" guys. It seems more difficult for them to be passionate about the same thing for a thousand years, right?

And the object of this obsession is just a cherry blossom tree, this is really...

"Think it's weird?"

"..."

You Yuzi smiled lightly, she guessed Wu Ye's mind again.

"Actually, although I have some expectations for the appearance of the Westward Demon blooming, I am not obsessed with that."

"Then why..."

"The reason is very simple. If the Westward Demon blooms, I can see'her'."

"……'she was'?"

"Hehe, maybe it's him."

Yuyuko attached her ears to the sleeping cherry tree, seeming to want to hear its heartfelt voice from that calm posture, she chanted in a low and magnetic voice:

"I can know that'she' has been falling asleep under here, I want to see'her', I want to meet'her', my instinct tells me,'she' will be able to give me what I lack I."

"What is missing?"

It is rare to see You Yuzi say such a sad and elegant Wu frowning inadvertently:

"what is that?"

"do not know."

He closed his eyes and shook his head. The meaning of the smile was incomprehensible. It seemed relieved and bitter. You Yuko kneeled against the cold tree trunk and sat in front of the Xixing Demon, stroking the silent rhizome as if it could pass through. The way to feel the existence of'her' is general.

"...Does it have to bloom?"

You Yuzi's expression made Wu Ye feel a little worried, and his tone of voice unconsciously brought unwillingness that even he hadn't noticed:

"If you want to see'her' sleeping under a tree, do you have to bloom?"

"right."

As if not paying attention to Wu Ye's little urgency in questioning, You Youzi still smiled faintly:

"This Westward Demon has a special seal. If you want to wake up the sleeping'she', you must unlock the seal, that is, let the Westward Demon bloom."

"What can I do to bloom?"

"do not know."

I don’t know which is the first "I don’t know" that You Yuzi said. It’s the endless questioning spiral like a black hole that made her stay in place for thousands of years:

"I have tried many methods without success. Recently, I originally planned to collect the'spring' from Gensokyo to make it bloom. It's a pity..."

"Didn't it succeed?"

"Do not."

Unexpectedly, You Youzi shook his head lightly, with a subtle smile on the corners of his mouth:

"Because it is no longer necessary to do that, I have lost the opportunity to make it bloom."

With that said, she left the Westbound Demon and looked at Wu Ye who was puzzled:

"Muya-kun doesn't know? Actually, you are not the only person who accidentally entered Gensokyo recently."

"..."

His eyes widened in surprise. Hearing this absolutely explosive message, Wu Ye lost his words for a while, You Yuko unexpectedly put Wu Ye's expression in his eyes, and then said in a reminiscenced tone:

"Remember that it happened not long ago, how old is Wu Yejun today?"

"... Seventeen."

"That's not too far away. It happened about eighteen years ago."

Looking into the distance, You Yuko narrowed his smile, the curvature of the corners of his mouth no longer warmed:

"Eighteen years ago, Gensokyo welcomed a special guest. He went all the way through Gensokyo and directly into the underworld, and then stole something from here."

"...Could it be possible that what he stole was related to the Westward Demon?"

"Yes, but the correct statement should be that the thing he stole was the Westward Demon'itself'."

Squinting her soft eyes, You Yuko's current expression added a bit of a monster's aura in the flat and gentle expression:

"Wu Yejun, the westward demon you see now only has an empty shell, and he has stolen the inner "she" sleeping under it."

"This……"

Wu didn’t have a say in these things that he didn’t understand, he was curious just--

"If that's the case... Didn't Zi go to trouble him?"

"Yes, but it's too late."

The short-lived earnestness faded from Youyouzi's face, and she returned to her soft look: