(a)

"You take this. ”

Nalan handed Suzuki a white cardboard card like a business card, with a line of address scrawled on it, Nalan Twilight's signature underneath, and a bloody fingerprint.

"When you get there," he said, "hand the card to the silver-haired bartender, and I won't have to teach you the rest of the matter." ”

"Yes, thank you very much. ”

Goro took the card with both hands and bowed.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about that......"

Nalan Yu said, took out another item from his pocket and stuffed it into Wulang's hand. Goro took a closer look and found that it was a magatama pendant worn with red rope, emerald green and cold, and the quality should be of the highest quality.

"I asked for a piece of jade from Reimu, and she said it would keep her safe, so let's ...... Pretty smart, right?"

Speaking of which, even Nalan Yu himself couldn't help but wonder if the jade pendant he asked for from that down-and-out shrine really had any special effects?

"Even if it's useless, it's at least a piece of jade of decent condition. He added, "This is for your sister, I hope she will like it." ”

"This ......"

Wulang held the jade pendant, his face was embarrassed, and after hesitating for a moment, he bowed deeply.

"Thank you very much!"

"Alright, stop inking!"

Nalan Twilight glanced into the distance, glanced at the slightly reddened horizon, and said to Wulang:

"Let's go quickly, and find a place to settle down before dawn, and then think about the future. You're not like us, you can't move an inch after dawn. ”

"Yes, thank you for your concern. Goro nodded, "Then goodbye, Mr. Nalan, I will keep your kindness in mind." ”

After saying this, he took one last look at Nalan Yu, then turned around and walked down the mountain.

"It doesn't matter if you forget, it's not a big deal. Nalan looked at his back and muttered in a low voice.

He watched Goro's figure disappear into the thin morning mist, then turned and climbed up the hillside, returning to the ruined castle shrine at the top of the mountain.

Before dawn, the area around the shrine was dark and blue. His new car, a pure black Lincoln Navigator, was parked quietly on the top of the mountain, among the trees, under the torii, the sleek shell reflecting the vermilion of the torii and the dark green of the forest.

It turned out that the Cadillac was dismantled by the Kappa, and it was very completely dismantled, and the screws and nuts were separated from each other. In desperation, he simply broke the jar and asked Nitori and her engineering team to drag it back to Xuanwu Ze for "repairs". Although it is said to be "maintenance", Nalan Yu himself does not have much hope, and when it is repaired, it can be seen that it is a car, and he will be satisfied.

A group of people from Gensokyo are chattering around the car, making a lot of noise, like a group of elementary school students going out on an autumn outing. Now it seems that it is too wise to choose a large seven-seat SUV when buying a car, otherwise it would be really difficult to get out of the door.

And with him were seven men in all.

The two who had the most trouble, the Scarlett sisters, were now wearing a red ribbon dress on a white background that suited their style, and a matching wide-brimmed sunhat on their heads, and the whole person looked fluffy and light, like two jellyfish. It's cute, but it's not too conspicuous in the present world. Their wings are obscured by Pache with visual distraction magic, making them look like normal little girls.

"Kill, Quadruple Blossom!

"Hey, hey, hey, this is cheating!"

Ordinary...... Energetic little girl.

By the way, the two of them were now playing with the rope, even though Fran had opened the quadruple existence, turning over the kaleidoscope of intricate and beautiful shapes with forty fingers. In a way, this kid is probably a genius?

Standing beside them, quietly and smilingly, was the stern maid Nagashiya Sakuya. At this time, she was wearing a men's black tuxedo and a pair of brown sunglasses, which did not look a trace of disobedience, and she was very handsome, a bit of 007.

This guy even has the genes of men's beauty in his blood!

Behind them are Pache Norreki, the Little Devil, and the Fire Sato Yanhua. Yanhua is still wearing that OL uniform and has never changed. The person who repaired this set of clothes that was about to rot into strips of cloth is still the almighty Patsy Amon, no, it is Pache Norregi, the real core of the Red Devil Pavilion, a character who will not turn the earth without her.

"Hah...... Ha...... Let me rest for a while......"

However, at this moment, this true core was exhausted, his face was pale, and he stuck out his tongue, as if he was going to die, and he could only barely maintain his standing by the support of his demon. In fact, the distance traveled by this group is not more than a kilometer when combined. If Nalan hadn't accompanied them all the way, he would have thought that Patchouli had just run a marathon.

"Come on, Patsy!" Nalan Twilight looked at her embarrassed appearance and chuckled in her heart, "To infinity and beyond!"

By the way, Patchouli's clothes at this time are a blue and white sailor suit, coupled with her long hemp braids and large round-framed glasses, she looks like a literary girl. Even the tragic death of this movement is very "literary and artistic". The little devil who took care of her beside her, handing her a towel and taking care of her, was still wearing his usual waiter suit, but he put away his bat wings and looked more human.

"Are you ready to go, Nalan Twilight, how long have you been here? ”

At this moment, the girl who walked quickly to Nalan Yu and complained to him with an unhappy face was none other than the witch who brought these people out of the Hakurei Great Enchantment, Hakuri Reimu. She wore back the red and white dress she had bought on Sado Island when the Living Dead had mutated—she seemed to like it so much that she wouldn't have made it a standard outfit.

"Ah, that's it. Nalan said repeatedly, "I'm just going to send off Goro Suzuki...... Anyway, we've all got everyone here, right?"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,......" he counted, and muttered, "The people in the Red Devil Pavilion are basically here...... No, it seems that there is another one left, who is it?"

He pinched his chin and thought for a moment, shrugged his shoulders again, and said with a big grin:

"Forget it, no matter. ”

"Everyone!" Nalan clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him, and shouted:

"It's time to drive, everyone get back to their seats!"

"Oh, let's go!"

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Fran was the first to get into the car, followed by her sister Remy. Seeing this, Reimu immediately became anxious and hurriedly ran in the direction of the car.

"The front seat is mine, and whoever wants to grab it!" she exclaimed, as she ran.

"Are you worried about this......"

Nalan Yu smiled a little helplessly, and walked over slowly.

Anyway, his seat is in the driver's seat, and no one can grab it...... Just as he was thinking this, Fran's voice came to his ears:

"Eh, what's this big disc for?"

I can really grab it!

(b)

"Hah...... Hmmm......"

Red Misuzu turned over on the grass, and accidentally woke up.

She opened her sleepy eyes and glanced at the sky directly above.

"It's morning......"

A touch of red, a touch of fish belly white, indicating the arrival of the morning.

Misuzu sat up lazily and slowly, stunned for a moment, and then stretched her long waist. Then, she continued to climb up at a slow-motion pace, hunched over, not even caring about the blades of grass stuck to her back, and just dragged the slow and heavy pace of a zombie into the garden of the Red Devil Pavilion with the fragrance of grass all over her body.

"Gollum ......"

"Hungry ......"

That's what drives her actions.

In fact, Hong Meiling didn't sleep in the open, and she wasn't so miserable that she was. As the doorman of the Red Devil Pavilion, she is also a person with an official status, although this status is not so prominent.

In the corner of the garden, there is a red brick cottage that matches the surrounding architectural style, and that is where Red Misuzu lives...... Doubles as a gardening tool and utility storage room. All in all, Misuzu neither sleeps out nor has to work night shifts. She goes out to stand guard at dawn every morning, and finishes work at nightfall, with all meals and holidays. The only fly in the ointment is that there is no salary, but most youkai don't need money either, and are willing to work if they have something to eat.

Today, however, is a little bit more special. Originally, Misuzu started napping at noon yesterday. She thought to herself, anyway, Sakuya would definitely come over to bring her a bento at dinner, and then stab her to wake her up, she could be lazy and not have to worry about sleeping over. But what must happen every day, it didn't happen today, and she slept from dawn to dark, and from dark to dawn.

"It's a big loss, it's a big loss, it's a big loss. Misuzu thought as she walked towards the Red Devil Pavilion, "Not only did she sleep through dinner, but now she even missed breakfast, is this some new punishment for Miss Sakiya?"

With full doubts, she pushed open the door of the Red Devil Pavilion.

"Squeak-"

It's still the same old dilapidated wooden door that starts screaming when you touch it.

"Miss Sakiya, are you there?"

Her voice reached the depths of the dark mansion and bounced back.

There was no light in the house, and the fairy maids were not working, it was dark and dead, and Misuzu, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but have a chill down her spine.

"Eldest Miss, Second Miss, Mr. Nalan, Yanhua, where are everyone?" she shouted again.

The only answer to her was her own reply.

Just as she was hesitating whether to explore the gloomy mansion, a piece of white paper that had been hanging from the doorbeam slowly fell down and just covered her face.

Misuzu immediately pinched the piece of paper, looked at it closely, and saw a line of words written crookedly in a childlike and immature font on it:

"We're out on a trip – Remilia Scarlett"

"I was ...... Did you drop it?"

Misuzu stared at the piece of paper and muttered to herself with a blank expression.