In the early morning, at the same time as Yayi Yonglin and Jian Ya were chatting.

Located on the edge of the Enchanted Forest, somewhere in the Lake of Mist.

Yakumo Lan was politely entertained by a dashing silver-haired maid.

She responded to the other party's hospitality with the same noble etiquette, picked up the black tea and took a sip of it, seeing that this was extremely chic at any time.

"You won't get tired of it at any time, this black tea. 」

「…… In order to maintain the mellow flavor of black tea, a maid will go to collect blood from people every day. 」

Speaking of this, Sixteen Nights Sakuya paused again, thought for a moment and said.

"It's just that I really don't know Miss Lan's taste, so I rashly used some ordinary Keemun black tea. 」

"You're careful. 」

Yakumo Lan said this unhurriedly, but she couldn't help but feel a little irritated in her heart.

In normal times, as the first type god of Yakumo Purple, he must definitely maintain noble etiquette under all circumstances, and not let anyone despise Yakumo's talents.

However, after meeting Jian Ya and revealing his true nature, he came to be so polite. After all, there will be some unaccustomed,

Although they are both servants, there are still some differences between themselves and Sixteen Nightsakiya.

This distinction is often reflected in some details.

She knocked on the table and said in a cold tone.

"Miss Scarlett is two hours late, should I come back someday?"

Ever since Yakumo Lan stepped through the main entrance to negotiate, she hadn't seen the head of the Red Devil Pavilion, Remilia Scarlet.

If you are an elegant vampire who understands aristocratic etiquette, you should welcome Yakumo's arrival in the most upscale way.

However, for two hours, only this maid had been waiting at the table.

It's like being teased.

It's a little unpleasant, but it's bearable.

The dashing head maid was indifferent to Yakumo Blue's angry and sarcastic actions.

She always kept a poker face and said in a tepid tone.

"Lady needs plenty of rest. 」

"That's how I'm different from you. 」

Yakumo Lan sighed and shook her head.

If she encounters her master who is sleepy and lazy, she will inevitably consider the overall situation, and first lift her quilt to bask in the sun.

Sixteen Nights Saki Night is in the Gensokyo Servant Circle, and has always been regarded as a model standard.

However, she spoiled her young master too much, and some of Remilia Scarlet's childish and vexatious behaviors have continued to this day, and have not been eradicated. At the end of the day, it has a lot to do with Sakiya's indulgence.

She is the best servant for the master, and the best model for the servant.

But in this regard, it is too under-considered.

As a servant, you should supervise the master, and always ensure that her healthy life and diet coexist with her peers, image and morality.

This is what Yakumo-sama has been teaching her.

[PS: I regretted it the next day after Yakumo Lan really supervised her like this.] 】

Vampires are also very famous for their immortality, and various classics and legends also have a tendency to be sleepy at night.

It's just early in the morning, and it's quite possible to spend hours in bed.

The report of the barnyard field has been handed over to the Purple Lord who has gone nowhere.

The book was directly sent to Yakumo Purple in the interval, and since it was a one-sided passage, Yakumo Blue couldn't deduce where Purple Lord was.

The eldest lady of the Red Devil Pavilion still has to sleep for a while, and the owner of the big library is not willing to meet her.

Then don't be so boring and go out for a little bit of sunbathing.

Even Yakumo Blue faces a western-style pavilion that only has red, and there is some eye fatigue.

She rubbed her eyes and said to Sixteen Nightsaki.

"I'm going to walk around the garden. 」

"Please let me show you the way. 」

Sixteen Saka made a standard Servant gesture to show that he was willing to lead the way for Yakumo Blue.

However, Yakumo Lan did not respond to her adulterated kindness.

"I'm not going to walk around, just bask in the sun at the entrance of the Western-style house. 」

Sixteen Nights Sakiya remained silent, still maintaining the half-bow send-off etiquette, but his eyes were aimed at the corner of the corridor.

During the day, the Red Devil Pavilion will draw curtains in some specific corridors, and the same will naturally be true for the living room where guests are welcomed.

As a dashing servant, she naturally won't forget these little things, but she didn't close the curtains at the moment.

It also means that there is really no sun outside, and the other party's words are really nonsense.

But after all, she is just a servant, and she did not expose the other party's lie, and still maintained that etiquette.

Just like that, I watched Yakumo Blue pass by him and walked to the main entrance of the mansion.

……

……

The only sunny and relaxing place in the Red Devil Pavilion should be the small garden between the main gate and the main entrance of the Western-style Mansion.

I don't know if it's because the owner is a vampire, or if the mansion itself was designed like this.

The exterior of the building gives a sense of atmospheric connotation, while the interior is indeed extremely oppressive and heavy.

Yakumo Blue is also rich in experience, but it is rare to see this kind of red building.

After thinking about it, it can only be blamed on the aesthetic differences between the East and the West.

Sixteen Nightsaki, the servant of the Red Devil Pavilion, has the ability to manipulate time, and if you don't think about why a human can have such great power, you will be admired for the intensity of her labor.

In the whole foreign pavilion, with her harsh eyes, it is difficult to pick out too many sick feet.

In addition to the style of the building itself, it is impeccable in terms of cleanliness, gardening.

Even the previous black tea is a type that both humans and youkai can like.

Should I say that it is worthy of the No.1 in the world of followers?

Thinking like this, Yakumo Blue walked to the side of the gate of the Red Devil Pavilion unconsciously.

Outsiders who look at the Red Devil Pavilion first will first see the weird Big Ben, and then see the iron door of the Red Devil Pavilion.

The iron gate is like a fence, with strange patterns, but it is not strong.

In the case of a monster stronghold, such a front gate is like paper, dispensable.

Signs of complex magic could be detected inside the mansion, but there were no magic fluctuations in the Iron Gate.

Yakumo Lan is also extremely conceited about her own spells, and in her opinion, there will be no more than five people in the entire Gensokyo who can be stronger than her spells.

So it never occurred to me that there might be a higher form of magic, but she just didn't find out about it—this situation.

…… But more importantly.

It's like paper, and next to the dispensable main entrance, there is a strange door fan in a cheongsam.

At this moment, the sun is emerging over the mountain, and the Lingxian Inhata Emperor in the stall has just been caught by Bayi Yonglin.

As the first rays of sunlight passed through the crack in the iron gate, Yakumo's eyes narrowed, and he stood there as if he was about to fall asleep.

In fact, he was thinking about how to reason and negotiate with the wayward eldest lady later, what his more willful lord was making trouble recently, and under what circumstances the upright young man he had just met would call him.

She had only been running around for too long lately to stop and bask in the sunlight that had been diluted by the mist of the Lake of Mist.

I've listened to too many reports, I've run too many legs, I've been too nervous, and the kids at home have been making a lot of noise lately.

So I bask in the sun in this garden and walk around.

When he walked to the side of the iron gate that was closest to the sun, Yu Guang glanced at the red-haired door very casually.

It was this glimpse that Yakumo's blue pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't look away for a long time.

He was silent for a moment and smiled at the red Misuzu who was sitting in the chair.

"I really envy your job, you can bask in the sun every day. 」

Red Misuzu raised her head in some surprise, she didn't expect that the famous Yakumo Blue would talk to her.

turned his head sideways, and saw the demon fox woman, who was originally a natural relative, looking at him with a smile.

"Ugh...... Except for the occasional salary deduction. 」

Hong Meiling straightened her hat, but she didn't know how to answer this question, so she said carefully.

"Would you like to eat some fried tofu?"

Yakumo Lan handed out a wooden box from her sleeve, which was the second box of fried tofu she had sealed, and she had originally planned to enjoy it as breakfast.

Hong Meiling wanted to refuse, but her stomach suddenly rumbled, and she realized that she hadn't eaten for two days, so she took it awkwardly and said thank you.

Through the iron door of the Red Devil Pavilion, the two monsters ate fried tofu together.

In the early morning mist, there seemed to be an infinite number of secrets.

Yakumo Lan took the empty wooden box, and at the moment when Red Misuzu pulled her hand, she suddenly stared at the red-haired door and said.

"Sitting on a chair, but the body is hanging in the air, it is really rare to practice a horse like you. 」