Chapter 9: A Hastily Ended Mutation (Part II)
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Nalan Twilight sipped his tea as he looked around.
This Japanese-style room is unfurnished, and although it is simple, it is very comfortable. The wooden floors and furniture were cleaned immaculately, and a small picture frame on the cabinet was the only decoration in the room. Inside the frame is a picture of a long-haired woman in a shrine maiden costume holding a little girl.
It is often said that the character of the owner of the house can be seen from the furnishings in a room.
And he could see that the owner of this room was a careful, efficient, and pragmatic person.
As a shrine maiden, this is of course the perfect character, and she will never procrastinate in solving things, and she will be resolute.
But as a cardamom girl, she seems to be missing something. She lacks the innocence, enthusiasm and romanticism of her peers.
She was an overly precocious person, and through the battle, Nalan Twilight had learned this. Beneath her childish exterior lies countless stories.
It's probably not a happy story.
"So, this Mr. Vampire from the outside world," Raven Tengu reporter, Shotimaru Fumi, asked, "First of all, can you introduce yourself a little bit?"
"Introduce yourself...... Nalan Hui refocused his attention on the tengu girl in front of him, and said, "The surname is Nalan, the single name is one Yu, one thousand two hundred and twenty-four years old." β
"Huh?" Seeing that Nalan Yu only said one sentence and stopped, Wen asked, "That's all?"
"What else would you like me to introduce?"
"Say more, say something more intimate, something more sensational!" Wen said loudly, his eyes lit up.
"For example?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Nope. β
"Okay, vampire Nalan Twilight, it's a. Wen said as he took notes.
"Woo poof! cough cough cough cough ......" Nalan Yu choked on a sip of tea into his lungs, and coughed for a long time before he eased up.
"Blah, blah, blah...... What did you just say?" he asked, barely gasping for breath and wide-eyed.
"Next question," Wen asked to himself, ignoring him, "what's your favorite color?"
"Red, why do you ask such a question?"
"Okay, vampire Nalan Twilight, in red panties. β
"Huh?" Nalan opened his mouth with an expression of disbelief, "You guy, your skull is burning?"
"She's always been like this," said Reimu, who was sitting on the sidelines, "the story king Fumibunmaru, the fastest novelist in Gensokyo." β
"Hey, it's not a story. Wen Wenyan, not only was he not angry, but also said very proudly, "This is reasoning, deducing the truth according to the information revealed by the other party." β
"Derive the truth, hehe......" Nalan said sarcastically, "It's almost the same to overthrow the truth." β
"Nonono, MrNalan, the truth, is always reasonable and unexpected. β
"But the thickness of your skin doesn't make sense. β
"Can a reporter's face be called thick?" Wen retorted solemnly, "A sage said that a real fierce reporter dares to face a bleak life. β
"Apologize to Lu Xun!"
"You two, are you talking about cross talk?" Lingmeng put down the teacup and complained, "Wen, don't be a reporter, go be a cross talk actor, there is definitely a drama!"
"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, don't make trouble!" Wen waved his hand, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Serious interview, okay, serious interview!" she tore off the scribbled interview page, crumpled it up, and threw it out the window.
"Wen?" Reimu's eyebrows jumped twice, and her face was slightly gloomy, "I think I said, don't ......"
"Alright, alright, I'll clean it up later!" Wen interrupted her.
"Just remember. β
Reimu ignored her and started drinking tea again.
"Okay, first question," Wen asked with Nalan Twilight in one hand, a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, "Your name 'Nalan Twilight' sounds quite special, does it have any meaning?"
"'Nalan' means love, and 'twilight' means dusk, which together means 'love dusk', which is very commensurate, right?"
"Indeed," Shotimaru scribbled down a line of notes and continued, "Judging by the name, you're from the country on the other side of the sea?"
"China," Nalan corrected, "the name of the 'country on the other side of the sea' is China." β
The name "country across the sea" was very classical, and it reminded him of the first time he came to Japan 300 years ago.
"However, I am now at home and have not been back to my hometown for a long time. β
"So, you're a traveler?"
"I'm just a wanderer with no fixed home," Nalan denied, "and I don't have that leisure." β
Others travel to experience exotic landscapes, while he travels to avoid being hunted.
However, years of wandering have enriched his experience.
The so-called "reading thousands of books is better than traveling thousands of miles", Nalan Twilight has traveled more than 10,000 miles in the past thousand years, and it is no problem to circle the earth several times.
"Speaking of which, since Mr. Nalan is a vampire," Moon shifted his focus to the next question, "so why is he active during the day?"
Vampires are afraid of sunlight and therefore only haunt after the sun has gone down. It was unusual for this teenager to be able to swagger in the sun.
"Secret. Nalan replied, "All I can tell you is that vampires are a race that varies greatly from one individual to another. β
"Race: Vampire (Doubtful)" Wen wrote in his notebook, then asked, "How big is the difference?"
"The individual differences between vampires are as great as the differences between vampires and humans. Nalan smiled lightly and continued, "For example, in front of me, ordinary vampires are no different from humans. β
"So, you're very strong, aren't you?"
"It's okay," Nalan Yu glanced at Reimu, who was sitting quietly in front of the coffee table, and said, "Although I can't compare to the shrine maiden over there, I won't lose against the others." β
"Even if it's against me?" asked with a smile on his face, pointing at him.
She has always believed that combat is the best interview. Through the battle, you can learn a lot of things that are usually deliberately hidden. Therefore, the interviews of Shotimaru are often accompanied by fights.
If she could, she would want to have an emotionally unemotional contest with the other party right now.
Nalan Twilight looked at the girl who was talking calmly to herself a second ago, and was about to make a challenge now, and then shook her head.
"The people of Gensokyo, if they don't agree with each other, they have to fight with their arms, it's really a fierce folk style. He thought so.
"Now there is no point in you even if you provoke. He leaned back slightly, stretched, and said slowly, "I need to rest, let's talk about it another day." β
"Really? That's a pity. β
If you can fight this guy, you will definitely be able to gather more useful information. But that doesn't matter, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future. Now, she had other questions to ask.
"Okay, here's the key question, why did you have a conflict with Miss Miko?"
"You'll have to ask her that question," Nalan said as she took the last sip of tea from her cup, "We just got here, and before we could figure out the situation, we were beaten up by this violent witch. β
"Who told you to look so suspicious?" Reimu said, giving him a blank look.
Not only does it look suspicious, but it also makes such a big move, who will you beat if you don't beat it?
The youkai who come to Hakurei Shrine to worship are 7% off if they bring wine, 5% off if they bring meat, and they don't bargain if they break bones with trouble.
"That's not right!" Nalan Twilight defended himself, "In terms of suspicion, a certain big youkai who has opened a crack in the space is a notch above me. β
"Huh?" Reimu immediately sat up straight when she heard this, "Do you know Yakumo Murasaki?"
This guy not only knows the first generation of shrine maidens, but also seems to have a lot to do with the sage of the monster, and it is definitely not an accident that he was able to come here.
"How do you think I got here?" said Nalan Twilight, taking out a piece of jade from his trouser pocket and placing it in the middle of the coffee table.
Although the clothes on the whole body have been rotted into rags, fortunately, the yin and yang jade in the pocket is not lost.
"This is ......" Reimu picked up the jade and looked at it, it was really the piece of yin-yang jade she had lost a few days ago.
"Sure enough, that guy did it!" she yelled as she got up angrily and slapped the table.
The Yin Yang Jade sealed in her body inexplicably ran into the hands of an outsider, and she couldn't think of anyone else who could do such a thing except Yakumo Zi.
Moreover, luring Nalan Twilight, a powerful vampire, to Gensokyo must also be a good thing for Zigan.
"Nalan!" Reimu asked aloud, "Did Zi say anything to you?"
"She asked me to hand over the jade to you," Nalan said without changing his face, "and then there will be no more, who knows what medicine she sells in her gourd." β
"Cut, old woman!" Reimu clenched her fists and muttered to herself.
"Don't worry, little girl," Nalan said unhurriedly, "Purple won't do meaningless things. β
"I don't know what she's planning, but it's definitely part of her plan. β
Yakumo Zi couldn't just let him send a yin-yang jade, and then learn martial arts with the witch, and then let him go like this.
Nalan Yu glanced at the Shooting Pill Wen who was taking notes seriously, and smiled knowingly.
"That's right, the conflict between me and the shrine maiden will spread throughout Gensokyo through the hand of this crow, and there will definitely be some trouble coming to your door when the time comes. "That's what you expected, Purple." β
However, he did not mean to stop this, on the contrary, he was full of anticipation. As long as it would add a little fun to his long life, he gladly accepted it.
It's better to have trouble that needs to be solved than to do nothing.
Perhaps, Yakumo Purple is aiming at him, so that he can use him again and again! The more unknown things are, the more they can arouse his dangerous curiosity. And Yakumo Purple is what he is best at creating the unknown.
"Your expression is disgusting...... Reimu looked at Nalan Twilight in disgust and shook her head.
"I don't care what conspiracy you and Purple are up to, but if you dare to wreak havoc in this Gensokyo......" she waved her fist and said, "Retire immediately!"
"Hey, hey, don't confuse me with that guy, I'm a victim!"
I didn't do anything when I came here, but I was inexplicably beaten into a pig's head, and Nalan Yu didn't know where to cry out.
However, considering the "harvest" he is about to get from here, that grievance is completely bearable.
"Hmph, I smell the smell of conspiracy......" Shotimaru said to himself with a smile on his face as he jotted down his notes.
The reporter's instinct told her that there was an unprecedented piece of news waiting for her to discover.
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