Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Takeya laughed and said, in his opinion, the reason why Marisa dared to do things unscrupulously in Gensokyo is that first of all, it is guaranteed by the rules of the spell card, and secondly, Reimu definitely has the responsibility that he can't get rid of.

Think of the reputation and strength of Hakuri Miko. No matter what troubles Marisa encounters, Reimu will help her clean up in the end, so even if the magic-headed fool doesn't understand anything, the body will habitually get into trouble.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Staring at Wuya, Reimeng speeded up and moved in the direction pointed by the mountain girl.

Wu also chuckled a few times and hurriedly followed.

At this time, both of them thought that this change was just a small trouble similar to the usual, even if it was mixed with the dispute between Marisa and Moriya Miko.

But they never expected that although the people who appeared at the scene of the incident at this time were three or two of the big cats and kittens except for Reimu, the onlookers were all Gensokyo's big-time figures.

For example, a certain monster sage who secretly peeped in the gap, or a certain eternal pavilion god who secretly moved his hands and feet on Paqiuli's art to monitor the scene, or a certain person who was in the old hell from the beginning The enchanted young girl Yan Luo...

The right and wrong Quzhi Hall on the other side was the place where Yan Wang worked, but today the Yan Wang surprisingly did not judge any soul, but took out the Jing Liuli realm she carried and observed something through it.

"Master Four Seasons."

At this time, Komachi, who was carrying a shoddy fake sickle on her shoulders, pushed the door in. She stepped forward to Shiki Yingji's table and said:

"I am back."

Hearing the voice of her subordinates, Siji Yingji slowly moved her gaze away from the glass mirror in her hand:

"Komachi? How is the situation outside?"

"Yes, according to your instructions, a group of people have been temporarily assembled on the old hell side, ready to be dispatched at any time."

"Ok."

Shiki Yingji nodded and ignored Komachi. Although her subordinates often like to slack off work, she will still complete important tasks.

"That, Lord Four Seasons."

Komachi hesitated, seeming to be wondering whether to ask, but he hesitated for a long time, and finally curiosity prevailed. She did follow Shiki Yingji's orders, but she didn't know why she did it:

"Why did Master Four Seasons specially arrange for manpower to hide in the old hell? They want them to warn the Mikoto Moriya."

"Komachi..."

Siji Yingji was a little helpless. As a boss, she knew the subordinate's character very well. If she used words to prevaricate, she would continue to harass herself until she got the truth.

So although it is very troublesome, let's make it clear to her.

"I am not worried about the Moriya Miko, I am worried about the two gods of Moriya Shrine."

"That hot-tempered god?"

Komachi recalled the scene that was affected by the other party at the time, and his face was inevitably a little unnatural:

"Did she do anything bad? It takes Master Four Seasons to take it so seriously that she actually sent so many Reapers on vacation."

"Just in case."

Siji Yingji solemnly said:

"Even I cannot judge a crime that has not been committed."

"Will Yasaka Kanako commit a crime?"

"I don't know, but it's possible, so I have to try my best to avoid this."

Siji Yingji looked at the glazed mirror beside her, reflecting the scene of a black-and-white magician fighting with a green-haired witch:

"So far, everything is going well. As long as the witch can leave, nothing will happen."

Slightly clenching her fists, Siji Yingji's eyes showed unconcealed worry:

"There is an existence in that old hell that can never be discovered by the gods of Moriya Shrine."

"Absolutely cannot be found..."

Komachi's eyes widened in surprise. She rarely saw Siji Yingji's expression, and her curiosity could no longer hold back:

"What's that? In the old hell, apart from the resentful spirits, there are some ghost races. Is it true?"

"……neither."

Siji Yingji gently shook her head and said with a wry smile:

"It's a fool."

"What, idiot?"

Komachi was dumbfounded.

"Yes, it's an idiot. It's different from Takeshi Takasaka. It's an idiot who can instantly evaporate Yasaka Kanako's sanity. Once her existence is discovered, it means the beginning of war."

"War, war!?"

Komachi looked at Shiki Yingji in horror:

"Wh, what war?"

"Does this still need to be said?"

Shiki Yingji glanced at Komachi lightly, and said in a non-emotional tone:

"Of course it is Moriya Shrine and Takeya Takasaka, no, it is an endless war with the entire Gensokyo."

Chapter 38 Hashihime and Ghost

"Damn it, you fake witch, why do you always pester me! If you don't leave, I will retire you DaZe!"

"Who is a counterfeit! Also, this is my line! You got in the way the magician! Don't bother me to solve the abnormal change!"

On the dilapidated streets of the old hell, the blonde magician and the green-haired witch quarreled in an uncharacteristic manner. Fearing their mighty aura, the nearby creatures chose to retreat. Of course, there were exceptions.

"Wow, there was a quarrel in an instant. Why are these two guys here? Tsk, but the appearance of the quarrel is so jealous."

It was a blonde girl who was speaking. She was wearing a weird, exotic costume, her brown jacket with blue and white plaid piping, and a pure white scarf around her neck.

She sat on the old eaves from a distance and watched the two in dispute, her calves wrapped in cute bubble socks swinging back and forth in the air.

"Well, wouldn't that kind of quarrelling be a symbol of a good relationship? It would be so jealous if you become friends for a while."

"What do you want them to do, Parucci, jealous, what are you jealous of?"