Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"This night is still long, Wu Yejun."

While brewing new tea with a skillful technique, Yonglin once again poured out the tea that had only been passed through once, and said with her eyes down:

"I won't mind how long you want to stay here, but it's rare to come here, don't you go to see your Royal Highness? She seems to be very interested in you too."

Having said that, before Wu had recovered from the meditation, Yonglin called out to the door:

"You Tanhua."

"Yes, Master Master."

With a respectful response, Ling Xian gently walked into the room.

By the way, the full name of Lingsen is Lingsen·Utanhuain·Inaba, and only very close people would call Lingsen "Utanhua".

No, it should be said that no one in this world except her master Bayi Yonglin would call her that, because she did not allow it, even if the object was the princess Kaguya served by Bayi Yonglin.

Under Yonglin's eyes, she walked out with Wu who was still a little sluggish, and after the two voices faded away, Yoshiki Yonglin filled the teacup in front of her with tea again, and faced it. The quiet room seemed to speak to himself:

"He has gone far, come out, Yakumozi."

"It's really annoying."

The air in front of you was stripped silently, and a crack suddenly appeared in the empty place, slowly opening like the blood of a giant beast, and the strange vertical pupils arranged irregularly inside. People have a cold back.

The only guy in Gensokyo that can appear in such a terrifying way is Yakumo Shi.

Walking out of the gap with a flawless expression, Yakumo Zi sat in the place where Wuya had just left, grinning and complaining:

"Every time you find out, Yonglin, there is really no sense of humor."

"I never talk about a sense of humor with uninvited guests."

Yong Lin looked at Yakumo Zi with a detached smile, and at the same time set out to take out a set of high-level tools from the dark under the table, including special gloves, tweezers and a sterilized plastic envelope.

She put on her gloves and carefully picked up the tea cup that Wuya had drunk in front of Yakumo Zi with tweezers, and put it in the bag to seal the opening.

From this meter, Yakumo Zi couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eyes:

"Now, it's the first time since we have known each other for so long that it is the first time that Yonglin is such a pervert. Why, has the love for our family Wu Ye reached a morbid level?"

"Shut up, monster."

Glancing faintly at Yakumozi, Yonglin first put the bag with the teacup and the tools into the secret space before continuing:

"This is precious data. You are not the only one interested in Wu Yejun."

"Hehehe, serious Yonglin is also cute."

Yakumo Zi covered her mouth and let out an inexplicable laugh. She "grabbed" the teapot from Yonglin's face and filled herself with a cup, and then said faintly:

"Forget it, Yonglin's special interests and other things will be studied next time, although we are very interested."

Seeing the danger of the slight flashing in Yonglin's eyes, Yakumo Zi paused, and then asked nonchalantly:

"Do you have a clue about what happened just now?"

"what are you saying?"

"Of course it's Wu Ye's business."

Yakumo Zi fiddled with the tea cup with her fingers, smelling the tea, but had no intention of drinking:

"It's rare for him to ask you for help. You don't want to find some way to respond to him. I'm too sorry for this expectation, right?"

"Don't you feel contradictory in your thoughts? Isn't you the person who should think of a solution most in this matter? Yakumo Zi."

"We don't deny it."

Honestly agreeing with Yong Lin's words, Yakumo Zi made a well-behaved expression, but he didn't mean to do it.

"Sure enough, you guy, did you think of it at the beginning?"

The smile on her face gradually faded, Yong Lin squinted at Yakumo Zi, and said in an absolutely not friendly tone:

"The'abnormal' that appeared around Wu Yejun is really because of his own relationship, right?"

"I don't know anything."

Yakumo Zihan smiled and put his cheeks in his hands, and responded with a childlike tone:

"Compared to this, we have something more interesting to ask about Yonglin-chan."

Listening to her frivolous tone, Yonglin resisted the urge to slap the opponent on the head, and asked in a low voice:

"……what's up?"

"It's nothing special, it's just..."

Like a crescent covered by a shallow dark cloud, Yakumo Zi's disguised smile all converged in an instant, leaving only the corners of the mouth with an icy arc, flashing with twisted light.

"Siji Yingji...you should know each other?"

"Hell of Hell? I heard it slightly."

Yongrin was not at all surprised by the changes in Yakumo Zi, and it should be said that only this kind of image matched the monster sage she knew in her memory.

"Why, you got on the bar with her?"

During the interrogation, Yonglin’s words inevitably showed a joking meaning. Her relationship with Yakumozi was too complicated, not an enemy or a friend, and there were so many kindnesses and grievances that it was unclear, but if she could watch the other party slumped, she felt I will still be very happy.

Although the Hades of Hell may not be as powerful as this realm monster in terms of combat effectiveness, it does not matter, as long as it is a living creature, there will always be a day when he will be sanctioned by Hades. All she needs is waiting time.

"You think this is too much, right? Yongrin, we are a pacifist."

Yakumo Zi stared at Yonglin dissatisfiedly and said:

"We are just a little interested in her."

"Is it impatient to live? Yakumo Zi."

Yonglin sipped the tea lightly, and said mockingly:

"You need to know that those guys who were once interested in Hades have been here for a long time."

Saying that she gestured towards the ground with her hands, they all knew that the direction of the other side and hell was not below, so Yonglin's move represented the deepest part of hell, a place dedicated to imprisoning sinful souls.

"It's terrible."