The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Humph."

Squeezing her nose, Reimu turned her head away.

"Being able to easily resolve the mutation is better than anything else, as long as it doesn't cause me any trouble."

"Hey, sure enough, Little Lingmeng still follows my sister."

Yakumo Zi smiled and opened her arms towards Reimu, but was turned away by the other party.

"Don't come here casually, you pervert!"

"It's not a pervert, but a big sister, right?"

Glancing resentfully at Reimu who showed disgust, Yakumo Zi adjusted the expression on her face to stop being funny, and then walked towards Takeya.

"Wu Ye, is your wound okay? Yonglin can be regarded as a doctor for the time being. Would you like to let her take a look at it for you?"

"Uh, it's unnecessary..."

Wu Ye took two steps back silently. He admitted that Yonglin's smile was very friendly, but he was somewhat unaccustomed to letting a guy who almost killed him just now give him treatment.

"I can... hiss!"

"Really, I'm still holding on."

Yakumo Zi smiled helplessly, but Reimu asked curiously:

"By the way, Wu Ye, why didn't you wake up after being injured this time?"

"Uh, I don't understand either..."

"Is it because the endurance has increased?"

Looking at the two people who were puzzled, Yakumo Zi explained:

"Since Wu Ye is 'dreaming', the condition for 'waking up' is a big enough shock, not only physically but also mentally. With age, the upper limit of this endurance has also increased?"

"maybe."

Feeling the weakened but still terrifying pain in his right shoulder, Wu Ye smiled wryly:

"But it's really not good news for me."

"Anyway, Wu Ye doesn't seem to be able to help you with the next matter, why don't we send you back first?"

"...That's right, I'm sorry to trouble you, Zi."

"Hey, no need~"

Covering his face with a folding fan, Yakumozi's eyes narrowed slightly, and Wu Ye was swallowed by a gap, followed by a tiny scream.

"What did you do...?"

"It's nothing, just destroying Takeya's heart with the barrage."

"...Why don't you use a slightly gentler method?"

"Xiao Lingmeng is not qualified to tell us this, right? And this is the most efficient way."

Smiling nonchalantly, ignoring the strangeness in Reimu's eyes, Zi Yakumo walked up to Yai Eirin.

"Okay, I kept you waiting, Eirin."

"That's not enough, have you finished dealing with the matter over there?"

"Well, more or less."

"Where did Wu Ye-jun go?"

"We sent him where he was supposed to go."

"is it?"

There is self-evident regret between the brows of Bayi Yonglin:

"It's good to see you next time."

"Alara."

Letting out an extremely impolite laugh, Zi Yakumo looked at Yai Eirin with teasing eyes:

"Could it be that Yonglin has taken a fancy to our family's Takeya? This is really gratifying. Let's not talk about the gods who like mere human beings. Faced with the confession of a 'big sister' who can be his ancestor, Wu will also feel and trouble, right?"

"Yakumo Zi, you bastard..."

Facing such unscrupulous jokes, even Bayi Yonglin could hardly bear it. After all, if it is true in terms of age, she is enough to be called eight "billion" Yonglin.

"Hehe, just kidding~ just kidding~"

Quietly remembering Yayi Yonglin's importance to Takeya, Yakumo Zi changed the subject immediately:

"By the way, Yonglin, although this fake moon is very well-made, to me and other monsters, it is just a flashy fake. Can you please give us the real moon first?"

"I think you should already know the answer, right?"

While talking, Yakumo Zi's aura was not weak, but Yayi Yonglin pushed back unwillingly to be outdone.

"For Her Royal Highness, the existence of this moon is necessary."