Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Marisa's mysterious logic made Reimu's face speechless: "...If you want to pass through the Great Barry barrier without telling you, it is simply a dream, what do you want to do outside?"

"Uh, I don't want to go, don't you want to go?" Marisa looked at Reimu strangely.

"Huh?" Reimu pointed to himself in surprise, tried to remember, then frowned and asked, "When did I say I was going to the outside world?"

"Huh?! It's not Reimu you said you want to go out and find someone... Uh, I didn't remember the name. Anyway, it seems to be going to the outside world to find someone, so I helped you get the drawing, didn't you?

"Marisa, have you dreamed of not waking up yet? Which one is this? Wait, isn't it that you got in trouble with the guys in the Red Devil Hall and wanted to find me back?"

"What! It's obviously you, Reimu! It actually depends on me!"

"I don't! I'm not! Don't talk nonsense! Be careful of my old lady to quit you!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh, I see, barrage game, right? Very good, let's have a showdown! Reimu!"

"Listen to people talking, you idiot...! Tsk! Come here! I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Just when both Reimu and Marisa were about to fight, suddenly an embarrassing but polite question intervened in their quarrel.

"That, please..."

"Ah?!" Reimu glared back with an impatient look at those who were looking for trouble at this time. The other party wore a modern casual outfit that was incompatible with Gensokyo. A normal face belonged to the kind of people who would find it if they were thrown into the crowd Less than.

But, what is going on with this familiar feeling?

"Who are you?"

"Me? I'm here to explore. I heard that there is a hidden shrine on this mountain. I came here. I didn't expect to find it. By the way, I came with my classmates. Have you seen anything? The second of them...Oh, sorry, it's someone who is more uniquely dressed." He seems to be very talkative.

"It's so noisy, it's so annoying to twitter." For some reason, Reimu, who has always been indifferent to people, unexpectedly wanted to give him a fist.

"Uh," he scratched his hair awkwardly, his eyes caught the game cash box behind, and suddenly Fuzhi asked in a hearty voice: "Speaking of which, can the shrine here pray?"

prayer?Incense money?!

Reimu’s expression changed in an instant from preparing to carry a broomstick to drive people to a smiling face to greet him: "Walk here, guest, I’m the witch Reimu here. You can drink it by offering only 10 texts. A cup of authentic Hakurei Shrine tea."

"Hey! Reimu! How about the outcome with me?" Marisa, who was directly ignored, felt heartfelt upset, and she went up to haunt Reimu.

"Let go! Idiot Marisa! If my old lady's incense money escapes, I will never spare you!" Reimu whose eyes were dyed the color of money could not be stopped.

He threw a one-hundred dollar coin to enshrine a god who didn’t know where it was. He turned around and saw the two scuffled together. He couldn’t help but laughed: "You have a good relationship, Reimu, Marisa... It’s strange. Name, haha."

"Weird name? Me?"

"Why this guy can't speak so much... Forget it, for the sake of Saiqian, I will bear it!"

"Oh yes, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is..."

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End of the book

Volume XIII Fanwai Reimu Chapter Chapter One Little Us

When was the first time I saw him? I can't remember the exact date, but I remember the day when the guy caught her attention.

I still remember the cherry blossom cake that day, my grandmother didn't know where the hapless monster was robbed, and brought back two yuan in total. By the way, there was also a follower kid who always followed her.

These three words, Xiao Lingmeng, were originally privileges that grandmothers could call. Later, I don’t know when they were learned by that bastard Zi. As for him, huh, he is the third guy who dared to call this name in front of him. .

Of course, as a result, he was chased and beaten several streets by himself. The combat power of the trainee maiden was much stronger than that of his unknown stinky kid, but this servant brought the grandmother back because of his vengeance. Two pieces of cherry blossom cake were stuffed into his mouth.

She still remembers that guy who was about to choke to death but just refused to let go.

Takeya Takasaka.

This name is completely associated with Reimu. He is a guy who is hard to keep calm no matter how you think. He is black-bellied, timid, likes to tease people, and surprisingly weak.

This weakness does not refer to weakness in strength. After all, in Gensokyo, the strength of a human level is almost equal to no. What Reimu is angry about is the weakness of this guy's personality.

No matter who he is, he is a solemn look, and he hides behind others without hesitation when he encounters a battle, but perhaps it is this kind of weakness that makes him very popular among the monsters of all sisters.

Every time he accidentally got into trouble, someone would clean it up for him, either grandma or Zi, and sometimes there were even some guys who didn't know where they came out, such as Bai Ze, Penglai or something.

Is this guy so popular?Reimu thought with a little bit of irritation.

No matter who it is, after helping him, he will politely thank you. It is better to say that even for a very small matter, he will say thank you very seriously. That is not the degree of being polite, but a kind of ...Alienation.

Wu Ye, don't be so polite, really.

This estrangement shows weakness, and he is a kind of virtue for everyone, which makes Reimu very uncomfortable. Now she, even if Zigan comes to moles her, she has the courage to fight with each other. How could she have such a temperless childhood sweetheart!

This thought continued until that day, when Reimu saw Wu Ye actually beating his fists with Ama.

He is still weak.

Thinking of the iron fist that my grandmother loved, Reimu himself was sweating coldly all by himself, and Wu Ye's feat that day completely changed his opinion of him.

It seemed that from that day on, Wu also seemed to have changed a bit, becoming even more...

Occasionally, sitting on the corridor in the afternoon drinking tea together, she still missed the good boy who once blushed and thanked everyone, at least compared to the bastard who is walking further and further on the road of not being immortal, that The kid seems a little cuter.

I remember that time, the two stole wine from Xianglintang. Underage people shouldn't drink, but after the grandmother left, no one could take care of them.

So the two of them were drinking under the moon that day. As children, they began to look forward to the life of adults, and in this way they made themselves look more like adults.

After drinking, his head was as heavy as water, swaying, and he couldn't even walk. Reimu remembered that he fell asleep on the corridor, and the guy Wu Ye disappeared again.

The result was that Reimu got up the next day and had an uncomfortable headache. Her body was weak, and she seemed to have accidentally caught a cold at night. She had to lie on the bed to rest, looking at Wuya who was silly and happy, and was extremely upset.

On the grounds of illness, she began to retaliate against the earthly supporter Wu to do this and do that, happily watching him exhaust herself to death, and finally pulled her quilt into a pool of gray objects that lost their vitality.

He was probably tired. He fell asleep after a while. Reimu stared at his face and confirmed that he was really asleep, then quietly lifted a corner of the quilt and held two small hands. Together, squeeze the fingers together, tightly reluctant to let go.

Grandma left, now he and her are the only ones left.

Reimu didn't like to move more and more. Every day, she swept the floor and drank tea, and spent a whole day leisurely in the shrine. Contrary to her, Takeya was a lot more lively.

This is probably attributed to Marisa, the emergence of the precondition of "can fly", which suddenly expanded Takeya's activities from the two points and one line of Hakuri Shrine and Rennosato to the entire Gensokyo.

Then Reimu became busy inexplicably, it was Wu Ye's fault.

When Wu was still a kid who could only throw stones, Reimu was not much better than him. At most, he broke his wrist with the ice spirit of the lake of mist.