After finishing his work, Mo Ming quickly sat down in the quilt. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info saw his student holding a translated novel of "Pride and Prejudice" and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but want to complain.

"Little Reimeng, it's too early for you to read this kind of novel, right?"

"But...... I also want to be like the teacher," said Xiao Lingmeng without raising his head, "The teacher always has a very mature feeling. "Obviously he looks young too.

"Hey, that's not a compliment to me. Mo Ming frowned, why could Xiao Lingmeng connect this kind of novel with herself?

"Not really. "Turned the page.

"Well, although it's really nothing to us that the agency is old, I promise it's definitely not a good character. ”

"But it's a cool way to be strategic. ”

"You can't generalize. ”

"Does the teacher hate such a character?"

"It's not annoying, but isn't there a saying, 'You're going to be the one you hate'," Mo Ming tried to shrink his somewhat frozen body into the futon, then took a sip of hot tea and sighed contentedly, "I'm probably that type." ”

"Why does the teacher hate himself?"

Mo Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Compared to this self-loathing topic, positive and enterprising spirit is more recommended to you. ”

Xiao Lingmeng flattened her mouth and continued to read.

Yakumo probably saw my personality and decided that I wouldn't teach my students to be the same people as myself, so I guess I brought myself to be a teacher. Mo Ming thought so.

"Well, but I'm also a teacher anyway, so there are some possibilities to consider. Mo Ming touched her chin and considered the next wording.

“?” raised his head and looked at Teacher Mo Ming opposite suspiciously.

"Yakumo Purple probably wants you to be a hearty character who can talk straight, what do you think about this?"

"What does the teacher think?"

Mo Ming smiled. Little Reimu didn't even start to answer directly about the topics that couldn't be answered, and the little guy has become a little cunning recently.

"Although unlikely, do you think that one day if you and Yakumo have a disagreement on some point, will you be able to convince her?"

Xiao Ling dreamed and shook his head.

"The reason why youkai think so highly of themselves is not just because they have more power than humans. At the same time, it is also due to their almost endless lifespan, and longevity brings them rich experiences, all of which will precipitate into their own heritage over time. Therefore, human beings who have neither strength nor experience will be considered inferior creatures in their eyes.

"Is the teacher trying to say, let me not have a disagreement with Purple?"

"Literally, I seem to mean that, but in fact I'm trying to say the opposite. ”

But it is precisely because they think very highly of themselves that they do not attach much importance to human beings. Underestimating the enemy in a negotiation can sometimes be fatal.

“?” Xiao Lingmeng showed a puzzled expression again.

Mo Ming suddenly looked around the room: "That...... Yakumo isn't around, is she?"

"Purple should be sleeping right now. ”

So Mo Ming smiled and picked up a peony cake and put it in his mouth.

"Then I'll tell you how you should negotiate with Yakumo Zi, just for reference, don't spread the word. ”

"Your expression of not knowing whether to say it's cute or paralyzed is your weapon against Yakumo. ”

I picked up another peony cake and ate half of it in one bite.

"The first step in dealing with someone is not to let the other person see through your feelings at a glance. ”

Somehow, drinking hot tea in the kotatsu in the middle of winter with peony cakes was unexpectedly tingeous, Mo Ming thought.

"Don't highlight your emotions in the conversation. Pay attention to Yakumo's stance on the things you are arguing about. Grasp the side that is good for you. Analyze more about the motivation behind Yakumo Purple doing something. The most important thing is to hide your true purpose in order to make yourself invincible. As for negotiations, a big monster like Yakumo Purple usually attaches great importance to her own position, and if she wants to hide something from you, she probably has to take an attitude of not knowing or pretending to be stupid. If you can see through the gist at a glance and ask questions bluntly, with the dignity of a youkai, she probably won't continue to hide it from you. ”

"The teacher is so complicated. Little Reimu puffed out her mouth.

"Well, if you really do what I say, maybe you'll become a mediocre and sleek ordinary person, but it's better not to. ”

"What the hell does the teacher want me to do?"

"Sa, I just need to know," Mo Ming picked up the last peony cake on the plate, "It's your business to do it, I don't bother to care." ”

"I still don't understand what the teacher means. Reimu closed the book.

"Roughly that means, if you have an argument with Yakumo, or if you want to hide something from Yakumo, then you'll have to deal with it in the same way as I said next, although I think it might be better if you don't use it. ”

"After all, you are my student, if you are always deceived by that guy, I can't get by as a teacher. ”

Satisfied, he ate the last peony cake and drank a sip of hot tea.

Freeze frame.

Obscure.

......

......

"Reimu! Reimu!"

"Hmm......"

"Smack!"

"Hmm, it hurts!" Reimu opened her sleepy eyes, "It's Marisa, why hit me on the head!"

"Really, in the early morning, I actually hid in the bed and slept lazy, really!"

"Uh-meow-" yawned and got up, "Well, what's the matter, I'm sitting there in a daze anyway!

"Alas-what's the matter?~"

"Get out and go out, or the refreshments won't be on your way!"

"How-"

......

......

"Yoho, Reimu, what did you do early today for so long!" Marisa sat down at the table and urged.

Reimu brought a family of hot tea and a plate of refreshments to the table, and then sat down.

"I wanted to make some peony cakes, but I couldn't bake them for a while because the process was very troublesome. "There were only a few ordinary refreshments on the plate. Reimu looked a little depressed.

"Oh oh! Speaking of which, you really need to eat some peony cakes in the spring! Reimu, I'm rooting for you!"

"You just want to eat peony cakes, right?" sighed.

"I can't help it, I've just heard of peony cakes or something!" Marisa swallowed.

"But Marisa has actually eaten it, huh?"

Marisa, who didn't react at first, fell into a stupor after figuring out the key.

"Marisa?"

Reimu...... Am I still ...... anything" The magician, who usually looks like a big grin, has a dejected expression at the moment.

"No, Marisa's memories of me are all back. So Marisa don't show that expression. ”

"What's that?"

"Another person. ”

"Who is it?" said Marisa, looking excited.

"My teacher. ”

"Oh oh!" Marisa exclaimed, "No wonder Reimu never goes to school in the village, but she's still so powerful, it turns out that there is a hidden teacher!"

Reimu laughs.

"Now, your teacher is a very good person, isn't he?" Marisa said, 'I'm curious'.

Lingmeng held the tea and said with a smile: "Well, isn't it amazing? Probably just a foodie teacher who didn't hesitate to tell me a lot of what he didn't have to change the topic in order to swallow all the peony cakes on the plate." ”

"A very strange person?" questioned.

"He's a very strange person. Nodding.

"Now, Reimu, do I remember this part of my memory too?"

"Well...... "Putting down the cup and looking at the ceiling with her hands behind her back, Reimu muttered, "Maybe in the near future, you can remember it." ”

"Oh, then I can remember the taste of peony cakes!"

"So that's the point?!" Reimu finally complained.

......

......

In order to eat the peony cake, Marisa does not go back until after lunch.

Reimu, who had finished cleaning up the utensils, sat alone in front of the entrance and drank tea.

The gap opens.

"The cherry blossoms here at the shrine will bloom in a few days!" Yakumo appeared with a grin.

"The cherry blossoms here at the shrine have always been the first to bloom. Reimu drank his tea and was indifferent.

"Hey, this peony cake seems to be very good!" Yakumo Zi also sat in front of the entrance, stretched out his hand, and took out two pastries from the gap, "It always gives people a feeling of nostalgia." "It seems that there is something in the words.

"What Purple eats now is what I prepared for Purple. Reimu smiled slightly.

"Ahh

"There's no way, if you don't prepare for Zi, maybe I'll be stolen and eat my own share!

Really, there are people who come to the shrine all day long to eat and drink. Whether it's Marisa, Purple, a ghost with two horns, or a leprechaun with wings, take care of the shrine's finances!

"Isn't there anything Reimu wants to say?"

"Is there anything that must be said?"

Yakumo Zi tilted his head sideways and thought for a while, and asked, "Where is Xiao Lingmeng's Yin Yang Jade?"

"Gave it away. ”

"Ahla," he said, looking surprised, "that thing has a part of Borei's inheritance, how can you give it away!"

"It's okay, it's ...... anyway"

"Anyway?"

"That man won't live long. ”

Yakumo Zi looked at Reimu meaningfully: "Is it okay?"

There was silence for a moment.

Reimu picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"The survivor steals life, and the dead are gone. ”

"Is that what Reimeng says?"

"Or else?"

“......”

"Purple, you say, when the cherry blossoms bloom, will the teacher come over?"

Yakumo Zi instantly showed a look of surprise. And then it came back to the bland.

"Sa, who knows, if you care so much, why don't you invite yourself?"

"Yes. ”

"Let's just call everyone here, you can also play that coc board game!" Yakumo Zi put on an eager expression.

"Purple, there's also a peony cake in the kitchen for Blue and Orange. ”

"Ahra, do you take care of our family so much?"

"What's the difference?"

"That's right. ”

......

......

Yakumo also left.

Reimu, who has nothing to do, comes to the grocery store and begins the cleaning work that has not been done for a long time.

Looking at the dusty flat pole and some low tables and benches in the corner, he smiled a little bitterly.

Then, he walked to the heavy pile of boli notes.

Skillfully pull out the eleventh booklet from top to bottom.

I remember that I had marked here a few months ago.

Reimu looked at the creases in the yellowed pages.

Then he smoothed out the creases and put the book back.

I was about to turn back, but I hesitated as if I remembered something.

Immediately, he took out the notebook just now, skillfully flipped to that page, tore it off, and then used spiritual power to instantly turn it into powder.

Then he nodded and put it back.

"It should be foolproof now. Muttering words that no one understood.

The long-lost yin-yang technique called "Taishan Junfu Sacrifice" completely disappeared from everyone's cognition with the powder floating around. ............

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