Wang Yu's body sat up from the pool of blood like a marionette under the summons of the upper bloodline, and the crystal blood slowly dripped from the pale skin of the young man. Flandorow raised her hand, and with a flick of her fingers, the blood on the boy's body gathered into a small ball and was thrown back into the pool of blood.

Wang Hao's blood magic was originally taught by Flandrew.

The boy stood up with his hands on his feet and strode out of the pool of blood. His movements were smooth and soothing, and even some subconscious small movements were perfectly restored, as if the owner of this body was still conscious, manipulating the body himself.

Wang Hao, who was only wearing black trousers, closed his eyes tightly, bent down and picked up Flandro, who stretched out his hands to him, and his thick and cold right hand naturally rubbed twice comfortingly on Flandro's head.

The little girl was stunned, she didn't manipulate Wang Yu to make this action.

This is an instinct engraved in the memory of the teenager's body, and it does not even require a sane existence.

Flandorow's arms wrapped tightly around Wang Hao's neck, pressing her cheek against his broad, strong chest, trying her best to keep herself from tears.

Despite his eyes closed, the boy's pace was steady. He pushed open the door of the pool of blood with his right foot, and carried Flandrew onto the familiar princess's bed, sitting cross-legged on the soft futon.

After being connected by Sixteen Nightsaki's abilities, Flandorow only needs to open an extra stone door in the basement to open the blood pool and bring Wang Yu's body out.

The little girl curled up in the boy's arms, grabbed a large palm that almost had her own face, fixed it with her own small hand, and carefully trimmed her sharp and slender nails.

Flandrew is trimmed carefully and carefully. She knew that Wang Hao was used to leaving nails of about one or two millimeters, because the boy's nail bed was very far back, and if it was cut by the roots, the skin and flesh would be exposed. This was a habit he had when he was a human, and he didn't get rid of it after he became a demon.

In fact, he retains many similar habits. Although Wang Hao seems to be an informal person, everyone in the Red Devil Pavilion knows that teenagers are used to keeping themselves in order, especially the details. This has something to do with his slight obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionism.

So Flandorow didn't care about her identity, and carefully trimmed the nails of her hands and feet for Wang Hao, and shaved off the soft beard that had just emerged. She looked at the young man's long hair touching his ankles, hesitated for a moment, and finally put down the scissors in her hand.

Wang Hao seems to have a soft spot for long hair, and this deviant and old-fashioned contradictory guy lives completely according to his own ideas in the unfettered Gensokyo. Wayward egoist, isn't he?

Flandorow clapped her hands as she had done it all, and burned all the collected hair nails with a ball of blood. She had heard the story of the Oriental Curse Practitioner who used things like hair, nails, and even names and blood to lower his head and curse to kill enemies stronger than herself, and the cautious little girl would naturally put an end to all possibilities for Wang Hao to be harmed.

As for why Flandoro, who is on a par with Wang Yu in terms of exclusivity, didn't leave those things behind? Come on, those things are not precious things like blood and bones, and they were not burned?

The little girl curled up in Wang Hao's arms, manipulating the body to lie flat. Flandorow closed her eyes and whispered:

"Nana, big brother, wake up quickly, okay? There are still two months to go before the New Year, if you don't wake up by then, I'll leave you alone in the basement and go out with my sister Misuzu." ”

"It's lonely in the basement alone, there is no sound except for your own voice, and no one comes to play with you, so I won't lend you my toys, and then you will cry quietly in the basement alone." ”

"Wake up, wake up and I'll forgive you for the sin of leaving myself to play with that bad woman, I must listen to you well, don't be picky eaters, don't kill indiscriminately, and don't target Sakiya......"

"So wake up quickly...... Good no good...... Huh?"

Wang Yu was as silent as ever, as if every day for the past three months. Flandoro's voice echoed through the dead silence of the basement, as if it had gone back to a year ago, with only a twisted and pathetic monster laughing in its cage.

The only difference between the two is that the little girl now curls up on top of another monster who doesn't know when it will wake up, sobbing softly.

Outside of her sight, under the young man's closed eyelids, two obsidian stones seemed to spin wildly, causing his long eyelashes to tremble slightly.

The boy's fingers twitched twice as if he were unconscious, but the crying little girl was like thunder.

She could be said to have scrambled to her feet, not bothering to wipe the tears from her face, her hands propped on the young man's chest, and her big burgundy eyes stared at Wang Yu's face without blinking.

“…… Big brother?"

The frequency of the eyeball's rotation accelerates, and then slows down after reaching its peak. There were signals of "activation" all over Wang Yu's body, and the young man opened his eyes a little weakly, raised his hand with difficulty, and laughed softly in a dry and hoarse but gentle voice:

"What's the matter, who made my little princess so sad?"

Flandoro's tears flowed again, and she grabbed the wrist of the right hand of the young man who was gently wiping his tears with his thumb, and said pretending to be dissatisfied: "Of course it's the annoying big brother, the big brother or something, the most annoying." ”

"Really?" Wang Yu half-closed his eyes, staring at the most important person in his life, smiling and sighing: "That's really sorry, you can punish the big brother as much as you want." ”

"That's what you said. Flandoro let her arms, which were still strong but much weaker, embraced her into her arms, and her voice was a little more distressed.

"Hmm...... How can we punish the disobedient big brother?"

The little girl said as if she had a flash of inspiration, her tone high-pitched and excited.

"If you have it, you will punish the big brother...... Never leave my side!"

Flandoro snickered triumphantly, like a little fox who had stolen a chick.

"Well, that's a pretty good punishment, isn't it?"

"yes, it's good, it's pretty good. Wang Yu lowered his eyes, ignoring the pain that surged from the depths of his soul, and replied in kind. "I'm about to cry......"

"Sure enough, the big brother thinks so too. So if you encounter this kind of thing again in the future......"

Flandorow raised her head, her majestic and sharp gaze piercing into Wang Hao's half-closed weak black pupils.

"You are not allowed to rush forward like before. ”