Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

I don't know that the bastard once said to believe in the power of waiting, and then there was a scene where the two were sitting here.

Yakumo Zi asked them to wait for her news, but they swish like that when they came and went. It's not a problem for them to sit dry here.

"Reimu."

"what?"

"I suddenly felt like I was very unconscionable."

"why?"

"Because at this critical juncture, I feel that I am still idle now, it is better to go out and find something to play with."

"It's a coincidence, I think so too."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the next second Reimu's fist slid over Wu Ye's forehead.

"It's dangerous! You almost got a concussion..."

With a flash of Reimu's fist, Wu Yeren rolled to the side, staring at Reimu with a black face and said, "I knew that you bastard was playing tricks on me."

"Wu Ye, you bastard, you're so embarrassed to say! If you have the time to play, don't you know if you can help me get it here?"

Reimeng fiercely stepped on the broken plank under his feet, looking hideously like an evil spirit.

"Forget it, then I think we should wait first."

The profession of building a house is not the right one. It's so convenient to find a kappa for this kind of thing, at most it costs a little money... well, this step is already dead.

In other words, if a few pieces of wood are broken, or a few tiles are missing, it's okay to say that now the entire shrine is broken into slag, how can this be repaired?

"Speaking of which, Reimu, have you collected the money from Aqiu?"

"Why do you say this as if where am I from?"

"...I want money Miko."

"Beat you!"

Reimeng shook his fist, and he was about to punch him up. Wu Ye smiled hesitantly and avoided: "No, what? I mean, if there is a dividend, then just take a part of the money for repairs. Shrine, right?"

"Do you want me to pay from my pocket?" Reimu stared, looking like he was going to eat people.

"Hey! What do you say in it, you want my share? Don't forget how we lied... ahem, how did we make the money.

"No matter!" Reimeng shook his face fiercely: "My money is my money, and your money... is also my money!"

"Too unreasonable?!"

"How many years have you eaten the free food from the Lao Niang Shrine?"

"..."

Wu Ye was defeated, well, the maiden of Sovereign Reimu really had more say than him.

"However, what you said actually makes sense."

As soon as he said this, Wu Ye was stunned. Is this still his childhood sweetheart who regards money as his life?

No, it doesn't seem right to say that. What Reimu is obsessed with is only the process of getting money, and he is not as excessive as a miser to the money he gets.

Although she can't be considered lavishly, Reimu is not stingy about the expenses that should be spent in terms of the food that has improved significantly recently... right?

Suddenly remembering the Chen Cha that I had just drunk for a while, Wu Ye suddenly felt that his conscience seemed a bit painful, uh, his stomach began to aches.

"Wu Ye, I always feel that you are thinking about something impolite."

"No, absolutely not!"

Wu Ye's head shook like a rattle, with a strong desire to survive.

"Forget it," Ling Meng squinted, snorted and turned away, and jumped off the ruins first: "I'm going to the people's place."

"Human Li? Shouldn't it be the mountain of monsters?"

"Do you think I am a philanthropist?"

"...What do you mean?"

Reimu glanced at Wuya, and said with extreme caution: "I remember the last time that Penglai man ate and drank for nothing at my shrine, and this time he went to her to'pay off the debt'."

"..."

Wu is also completely speechless, this is not the degree of losing the morals, but fundamentally abandoning everything related to virtue.

Just do what he said, regardless of Wu Ye's stomachache, Reimu swaggered towards Renzhi, he couldn't imagine what bad things would be written on the Wenwen News tomorrow.

"Fortunately, there are no gods enshrined at Hakurei Shrine," Takeya sighed inexplicably, "Otherwise even the gods would commit suicide because of shame..."

"Hehe, we feel the same about this."

"You are here, Zi."

"Oh, you don't seem surprised, Wu Ye."

As soon as Reimu's front foot left, Yakumo Zi's back foot opened the gap again and came to the shrine. Such a coincidental thing, it is impossible to say that Wuya didn't know how to force it.

In fact, everything Wu Ye did from the beginning was to deliberately distract Reimu.

But now I want to think about it too much. According to Yakumo Zi's "positive" efficiency, even if she does nothing, she will figure out a way to let Reimu leave first.

Folding the fan to cover her face, Yakumo Zi bent her long eyes: "Wuya, you have something to ask me, right?"

"Yes."

Wu didn't talk nonsense, he admitted directly.

When he chose to confess with Reimu that he had just met the predecessor maiden, he was already ready to face Yakumozi.

Talking about "secrets" under her nose so blatantly is just for her.

"Jing will really cause us trouble."

Yakumo Zi put away the folding fan and pressed his temples hard: "It seems that we really need to have a good talk. By the way, do we want to drink tea? Although the tea from Lost House is not the best, it is fresh at any rate ."

"Thanks a lot then."

Wu Ye happily followed Yakumo Zi into the gap. He was really happy, who told Reimu to always give him something that was only one step away from expiration.