In front of Yakumo Zi, there is a hot tea, smoky, fragrant and moisturizing.

The same is true of Bayi Yonglin.

But the blonde demon didn't have the slightest intention of touching it. The Monster Sage's folding fan was folded up and placed on her left hand, and lay quietly on the table, its owner disguised itself with a gentle and demure smile, but the anger in those purple eyes was as dazzling as the sun and could not be ignored.

Gensokyo is her scales, her last treasure, her only teddy bear.

Any rebel thief who tries to provoke her ownership of Gensokyo will suffer the wrath of the Yokai Sage.

No one is exempt.

And Yayi Yongrin, who was forced by Yakumo Zi's burning blade-like gaze, smiled calmly, and was even able to take a sip of tea leisurely, and praised Reisen, Yuzukain, and Inaba who was standing beside him.

"Reizen, your skills in the tea ceremony are really getting more and more proficient. ”

The moon rabbit, who still had timidity on his face, but was obviously not as cowardly as he used to be, blinked his red and white eyes and bowed his head to say yes.

"I asked straight to the point, eight meanings and gods, eight meanings Yonglin friends. ”

Yakumo asked slowly and melodiously in her peculiar, unpleasantly sweet voice.

"Why are you touching my cake?"

The anger implied in his voice diluted the excessively thick sense of honey, and Yakumo Zi did not hide it in front of Yayi Yonglin, nor did he bother to hide his emotions. She knew that it was useless, and that she would be ridiculed by Bayi Yonglin, and even become a weakness to break through her psychological defenses.

But it doesn't matter, none of this matters.

In the world of gods, ghosts and demons, only power is the real right to speak.

"It's very simple, my old friend Moonlit Night sent someone to find me back, and I don't want to work for Him anymore. ”

Bayi Yonglin shrugged her shoulders, her expression pleasant and calm.

"After all, he is one of the gods of the moon, and if you want to block his search, you can only abandon the moon. And I'm worried that his people have already mixed into Gensokyo, so let the pseudo-moon release a super dose of magic to test it, and you know, the difference between the moon people and the earthly people is obvious. ”

"That's not a reason for you to disturb order in Gensokyo. ”

"Yes, but ...... Dear youkai sage, do you really want to get in touch with the visitors to the moon?"

Yayi Yonglin's body leaned forward slightly, her amber eyes were bottomless, staring at the monster sage like a hunting wolf, and the figure of Yakumo Purple reflected by those eyes and the flames in her pupils seemed to be really frozen in amber, and she was in a dilemma.

"Are you, really, wanting, seeing, she, you?"

"Hoo ......"

With his hands folded in front of his sleeves, Yakumo Blue who stood obediently behind Yakumo Purple took a step forward, his dark pupils constantly vibrating and changing between the beastly vertical pupils and the warm and round, the sharp canine teeth protruding from between the thin lips, the hands were revealed from the sleeves, the slender and white fingers had more sharp claws at the ends, and the throat was full of hostile sounds.

Reisen Yuzukain Inaba responded immediately, she clenched her right hand into a fist, her index finger stretched out and her thumb up, and aimed her "gun" at Yakumo Blue like a playful child, and even held her right hand with her left hand to increase stability.

Layers of rings appeared in those bright red pupils, and at the same time, the condensed and rigid temperament also appeared on the body of Yutankain, making her the same as before.

"Reizen, don't be rude. ”

"Stand down, Blue. ”

Yayi Yonglin and Yakumo Zi looked at each other across the square table, and the atmosphere was cold and stiff like an eternal iceberg in the Arctic.

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Eventually, one by one, the eggs broke apart. 'Crack!' rang out eggshells. All the yolks have now turned into critters. They stuck their little heads out. ”

Although it was an old fairy tale, Wang Yu read it slowly and earnestly, and Flandro, who was huddled in his arms, listened attentively, and the little girl listened to the story she had heard a long time ago with a serious face, trying not to recall the next sentence.

“……”

Wang Yu stopped reading, he raised his head as if he felt something, and put the book down.

"Sure enough. ”

He said.

In the center of the basement, a faint and colorless phantus emerges, and in the blink of an eye, he has become full, clear, and lifelike.

Wang Yu pulled out a thin red rope from the wide sleeve of his robe and tied the black hair that was dragging on the ground into a somewhat long ponytail.

He stretched his waist, narrowed his smart black pupils, and laughed helplessly.

"Born to work hard......"

Wang Yu lowered his head, lifted the fairy tale he had put down before, and continued to read.

"'Quack!' said the she-duck. And they quacked and cried out......"

In the slightly childish tale of the fairy tale, Wang Hao pushes open the door to the basement.

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Sleeping soundly in the room of the Eternal Pavilion, the nameless moon rabbit with the mission of retrieving the Mind of the Moon and the Eight Meanings of Yonglin was awakened from his sleep by severe pain.

In her forehead, there is some irresistible force that carves its own brand, slow, delicate and cruel. They spread out and spread along the veins or nerves or whatever, and the pain of a red-hot knife slicing through flesh made the Moon Hale wail frantically, and she tried to cover her forehead with both hands to resist the force, but to no avail, and the punishment seemed to exacerbate the pain.

The body's protective mechanisms were of no use, and the body, which theoretically does not feel pain, could not resist this torture inflicted on the soul, and having never been exposed to pain made her even weaker at such moments. Moon Rabbit's voice quickly became hoarse, but even then, no one came to save her.

The ground rabbit demon with a wicked smile didn't come, the battle hero who was very different from the rumors didn't come, the sinner princess didn't come, and the defected Moon Mind didn't come.

No one came to save her, no one knew the pitiful situation of this little moon rabbit at this time, no one knew what kind of torture she was suffering.

She wanted to lose consciousness and faint, but the pain repeatedly stimulated her spirit, making her more awake and more deeply aware of this pain.

The growing pain made it impossible for her to manipulate her body, not even to move her eyeballs, and death was a distant luxury.

Life is better than death.

Suffering.

Despair.

Then, in the midst of despair, there seemed to be a glimmer of light.