Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Watching Baiyu Lou's master and servant team rush to the battlefield through the gap, the smile on Yakumo Zi's face gradually disappeared.

"Blue." She softly called to her Shiki.

Yakumolan, who appeared quietly behind Yakumo Zi, lowered her head: "Master Zi."

The closed eyes contained all the emotions, and Yakumo Zi only left a distant back: "The next thing is left to you."

"understand……"

...

"Well, no matter what, let me be your opponent next~"

Just like the kindergarten teacher from somewhere, the invitation to fight from You Youzi's mouth is like a hilarious slogan like "Let's play together", making the wind in front of Youxiang frown.

Looking at Wu Ye who already didn't know where to escape, they thought with their brains and knew that they were calculated.

"Tsk, is it that mind-reading monster..."

Feng Jian Youxiang admitted that she underestimated the enemy. When Gu Mingdi felt that she had crossed the gap and joined the battlefield, she hadn't missed it. If she did it again, she was absolutely sure to beat her back as soon as the opponent showed up.

But it was the subconscious underestimation that made her fall so big.

Gu Ming Di Jue is not a powerful monster. This is well-known. In addition to Fang Jue's racial identity, he has almost no other bright spots besides mind reading, and because of this ability, he is disgusted and underestimated.

Feng Jian Youxiang admitted that she had miscalculated, and never thought that the Jue monster who was so weak that she was not interested in taking action would hypnotize her in an instant.

She even couldn't help but want to compliment the other party. If the other party had a strong enough attacker to cooperate at that time, maybe her situation at this time would not be so relaxed, right?

just……

Feng Jian Yuxiang couldn't help but gently stretched out her hand and nodded her right shoulder. The feeling of residual warmth left on it seemed to vaguely explain some of these things.

Something completely unreasonable.

"That~"

"..."

Feng Jian Yuxiang frowned habitually, because Yu Yuzi's character was a bit unacceptable for her.

The other party raised his hand high and shook it up and down, like a primary school student trying to get the teacher's attention, and asked in a curious baby-like tone: "Can you hear me?"

"..."

I don't know who said the words of Yirou Kegang, but Feng Jian Yuxiang unexpectedly felt that it made sense. Yu Yuko, soft as cotton candy, always made her extremely unhappy but helpless.

There are two reasons. One is that she can feel that the other party is not artificial. This is the embodiment of the other party's nature. It is completely different from the mask that Yakumo Zi deliberately exposed, and it cannot be disgusting.

The second is--

Yu Yuko's abilities are the only thing Kazami Yuka does not want to face in Gensokyo.

As the saying goes, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, everything grows and all things overcome each other, and destruction is always easier than creation.

You Yuzi's ability to manipulate death is simple and rude. Even if she has a natural bonus, the opponent also has the undead of the entire underworld as a backing, and the consumption is completely worthwhile.

There is no point in fighting a protracted battle. The opponent is obviously only here to stop him from pursuing, and it is completely unnecessary to smash her.

But having said that, if you just didn't say a word, then Feng Jian Youxiang would not be worthy of the title of tyrant.

"You will appear here. Yakumo Zi arranged it?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, Kazejian Yuka spoke in a positive tone. Except for a banquet, Yuyuko never set foot in Gensokyo.

It was obviously the handwriting of that realm monster to be able to make her come over from the underworld so far, and also in such a short time.

"Who knows~"

You Youzi tilted her head and covered her face with a folding fan, only revealing a pair of big slippery eyes.

Everyone in Gensokyo knew that her relationship with Zi was a close friend, so she would appear here, who had nothing to do with her. The reason is already self-evident, but she didn't say anything.

This was not a pre-arrangement, or some restrictions, but You Yuzi, who simply didn't like Feng Jian Youxiang.

No, it should be said that she hates each other.

Because Yakumo Zi once said that he hated Fengjian Yuxiang, Yuyuko also blacklisted him. It was that simple.

Aiwu and Wu, and vice versa.

She would open her arms to embrace everything that Yakumo Zi liked, and she would refuse everything she hated.

Because she likes Yakumo Zi, there is no reason, but she just likes the other party purely.

So no matter what it is, as long as Yakumo Zi asks her to do it, she will do it.

"Allah, do you want to do it?"

Perceiving the restlessness in Feng Jian Youxiang's eyes, You Youzi bends the corners of his eyes: "Yejun Wu and the others have already left, I am afraid it will be too late even if you catch up. Before that, did you know where they went? "

"Tsk..."

Feng Jian Youxiang doesn't hate people who come and go, so she clearly feels You Youzi's unconcealed malice.

At the same time, the steadily increasing momentum of the opponent made her pull the corner of her mouth unhappily.

"I think you are the one who wants to do it, right?"

"Well, anything like this is fine."

After the conversation, the two of them seemed to be angry, each other's aura rising almost to form an entity, and just below them, in the depths of the dense sunflower field, a small gap was swaying open.

"It's the first time I have enjoyed the thrill of being dark under the light.

"This kind of embarrassing thing is really bad for you to speak out."

I'm afraid that even Feng Jian Youxiang couldn't think of it. Wu Ye himself didn't go far at all, or after waking up, he actually went back boldly.

Gu Mingdi felt that his aura was not strong, and Wu Ye's ability to hide his aura had become a passive skill. As long as the big light bulb of Reimeng was hidden deep in the gap, they were almost undetectable under the cover of Youyouzi's powerful aura.

"Speaking of which, that undead is the same as you thought." Gu Mingdi felt suddenly a little strange.

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Why, didn't you find it?" Gu Mingdijue's gaze slowly turned to the rear of Fengjian Youxiang: "The princess's little attendant is gone."

"what?"