Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

The pattering raindrops fell from the sky and hit the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, making a crisp sound.

The young man wearing a daily kimono walked in front with an expression of impatience, followed by the guards sent by his family to follow and protect him.

"Master Tuozhen, don't get angry with the lord, go back with me!" The attendant held an umbrella and chased after the son-in-law of one of the powerful shogunate ministers. At the same time, he was also vigilant about his surroundings. I'm afraid that some strange assassin will suddenly appear.

Sato Takuma, who had just finished arguing with his father, walked ahead with a stinky face, as if angry, he didn't care that his shoulders were getting wet, and he didn't have any intention of stopping or turning back.

"Don't follow me! Since he told me to leave, why don't I go by myself!"

"Lord Takuma, my lord, that's just angry words!" The subordinate who was involved in the father-son war and suffered silently cried in his heart.

"Angry words?" Sato Takuma suddenly stopped, turned his head, and said to the attendants: "Didn't he think that my studies are not advanced at all and I am not worthy of the position of Patriarch? Then why should I—"

Sato Takuma's voice stopped abruptly.

The attendant, who lowered his head to meet Sato Takuma's anger, waited for several seconds without waiting for the next sentence. He raised his head in doubt, and saw Sato Takuma staring blankly at one direction through his eyes.

"Master Tuozhen?" The attendant turned his head in confusion, his expression froze for a moment.

Not far from them, a woman walking in the rain with an oiled paper umbrella and a delicately wrapped paper bag on her wrist was walking towards them.

Today, because of the rain, the woman only put on a light layer of makeup, but it was still splashed by the raindrops from outside the umbrella, and the makeup on her face was a little smudged, like melted ink.

A slender white hand stretched out from under another dark green oiled paper umbrella, and handed out a clean silk cloth to the woman.

The dark green oil-paper umbrella was slowly raised, revealing a delicate fair face and lively lavender eyes.

There were also a few drops of raindrops on the girl's face, and the crystal drops rolled down along the soft side face. The girl who handed out the handkerchief raised her hand as if aware of it, and the jade-like fingertips lightly brushed the side face. The raindrops falling on the face.

The attendant's excellent eyesight could see that the girl's face was still fair and delicate, without any trace of smudged makeup, it was still so white.

In other words, the girl did not wear makeup, but was already so white.

As if aware of other people's gaze, the girl's eyes moved slightly, and a pair of clear eyes looked over, meeting the eyes of one master and one slave.

Sato Takuma froze, the anger in his heart was replaced by another wonderful emotion.

The plain kimono made the girl's figure hazy in the mist and rain, which seemed unreal.

pounding,

pounding,

Sato Takuma heard the noisy beating of his own heart.

He watched the girl wink at him lightly without moving. The long and narrow eyelashes were like a small fan, which made his heart itch a little.

He didn't realize at all that his behavior of staring at a Ji Jun so bluntly could be called "disrespectful".

The figure of the girl holding an umbrella is getting closer and closer.

Sato Takuma seemed to be nailed in place, motionless, and passed the girl helplessly.

"It's raining a bit hard, sir, let's hold up an umbrella."

The ethereal voice reached his ears, and Sato Takuma's eyes widened.

She, she talked to him...

The elegant scent of wisteria flowers on the tip of the nose was fleeting, and Sato Takuma turned his head belatedly, looking at the two people who passed them away, only the other figure holding a dark green oil-paper umbrella was left in his eyes.

"Which family's Ji Jun is she?"

Sato Takuma didn't speak out until the beautiful figure was completely out of sight.

The attendant reluctantly watched the plain beautiful figure disappear from sight, thought for a while, and the identity information of another woman holding an oiled paper umbrella popped up in his mind, and replied uncertainly: "I don't know, but that woman The person next to Ji Jun seems to be the proprietress of Di Benwu?"

Diben House? !

Isn't that one of the three major flower buildings in Yoshiwara? !

Sato Takuma's eyes lit up, he grabbed the attendant's umbrella and said, "Go, follow and have a look!"

The attendant who was suddenly caught in the rain: "..."

You should give me some umbrella too!

Mrs. Chiyo, who was walking in front and still muttering, looked at the casual look of the girl beside her, and sighed helplessly: "You should listen to me carefully, and remember when I introduce Master Ikeda to you two days later, remember Remember his preferences! Only in this way can you become famous, Yue Ji."

Alice, the new oiran with the pseudonym "Yue Ji", chuckled lightly when she heard the words, and the laughter reached Mrs. Chiyo's ears, making her want to reach out and touch her itchy ears.

"Don't worry, you don't need to spend a lot of money to find someone to introduce you. The person who can make me famous soon will come by himself." Alice, who has recovered to a girlish figure, has a small stream of light in her eyes, exuding a seductive look. luster.

Because the oil-paper umbrella was held down by Alice, Mrs. Chiyo, who couldn't see the light in her eyes, was unclear, so she said, "Where did such a good thing come from? Tsukihime, although you like the fragrance of wisteria flowers, that Ikeda-sama prefers another kind." Flower fragrance, I should have bought several other spices just now."

She hasn't given up talking.

Alice didn't correct her, but said, "Just wait and see. That person will come to the door tomorrow at the latest."

Just a little use of Nightmare's unique psychedelic ability can attract the attention of others.

But the key still depends on her.

Since she can remember, she has gone through many years of changes for a long time.

Whether it is modern etiquette or ancient etiquette, as long as she thinks, she can achieve the most perfect and create a unique personality for people.

Mrs. Chiyo hesitated to speak, but she still followed Alice's wishes, and was not in a hurry to find someone to recommend her presence in front of Mr. Ikeda.

It wasn't until she entered Diben's room that Alice could not feel the two burning gazes behind her.

Sato Takuma, who stood at the corner and watched the two go straight into Dibenya, looked at the orange-red lanterns that were also lit in the rain, and muttered to himself: "It's really from Dibenya..."

But how?

No matter how you look at it, that Ji Jun should be a noble lady.

Could it be because of the family's downfall?

Sato Takuma, who figured out by himself that because of the recent reforms, that many families were indeed implicated and went to the common people, had a look of distress on his face.

The eyes of the minister's only son, who had never liked anyone before, gradually became firmer.

He must rescue that Ji Jun!

then……

The only son of the minister pursed his lips, the temperature on his face was a little hot.

His father would not allow him to marry a woman who had been reduced to a flower house, would he?

Then if it was him who controlled the family...

A dark light flashed in the eyes of the minister's only son, and his ambition gradually grew.

- off topic -

Alice's passive psychedelic ability also has another function, which is to draw out the hidden darkness in people's hearts and magnify it. Is it the same as planting demons?