Chapter 8: Youkai Sage's Weight Loss Battle (Part 7)
Yakumo's body sank into the large velvety soft bed, beads of warm sweat running down her flushed cheeks. Her hair was scattered from the vigorous exercise and clung to her sweat-stained forehead. Although her body was not strong, she couldn't stop heating up, and there seemed to be an electric current between her waist and abdomen, which made her unbearable.
"No, if I continue to do this, I'm going to ......"
Her voice trembled, her chest slumped, and she spoke in a tone that bordered on pleading.
However, her opponents have no compassion.
"That's not going to work, Yakumo Murasaki. ”
Nalan Yu pinched Yakumo's ankles with both hands, and firmly fixed her to the bed in a shameful posture that did not fit the identity of a monster sage, unable to break free at all. Her feet were strangled with pain, and her face was full of pain.
"Now that I've started to do it, I'll do it to the end!" he commanded forcefully in an undeniable tone.
At this point, even he, who was always on top, was already a little tired. In order to maintain the suppression of Yakumo, his arms were numb, and his cheeks were a little bloody. His pale breath blended with Yakumo's purple breath, making the air warm, moist, and sweet.
The atmosphere of this small two-person world is extremely ambiguous.
"But...... But ...... "Purple was so aggrieved that she was about to cry," two hundred times...... There's too much! I can't do it!"
"Don't talk nonsense, okay, I also divided you into four groups for two hundred sit-ups, which is the amount of exercise for junior high school students. If you can't do this, then I can't help you!"
Yes, as Nalan Twilight said, even though the scene seemed to make people blush and heartbeat, in fact, Yakumo Murasaki had been doing sit-ups on that bed all the time, and Nalan Twilight was responsible for holding her legs, it was as simple as that.
"Give you a little heads-up," Nalan said, "You have another set of fifty sit-ups to do, don't tell me you can't do it!"
"I can't do it!"
"Whoa!"
The crisp sound of glass breaking interrupted this peach-blossom "bargaining" and gave Yakumo a chance to breathe. Nalan turned around and found a broken glass picture frame on the floor, and the locked bedroom door was hidden, blown back and forth by the cold wind in the hallway.
"Ha ......"
Nalan spread his hands, and then said to Yakumo Zi:
"That's what I call 'haunted.'" ”
"The training is over for the time being, and ...... for the time being"
With that, he let go of Yakumo's feet, twisted around and lifted his shoes, got out of bed, came to the broken frame, and bent down to pick it up.
In that frame, there is an old photo that has long faded, and looking at the dark yellow color, it is estimated that it is dozens, or even hundreds of years old. The photograph shows a long-haired girl dressed in an old-fashioned dress, sitting on a wooden chair with a blank face. Beside her, stood a violin, a trumpet, and a piano.
"That's pretty weird......"
Nalan muttered quietly, looking at the old photo repeatedly, and finally couldn't see the reason, so he casually put it back on the small cabinet where it had been. Who knew that before he could let go of his hand, suddenly there was a rush and cheerful jazz music behind him.
Nalan was really startled, and hurriedly turned around, only to see three musical instruments floating in the air: a trumpet, a violin, and an electronic keyboard. There is no performer, only the instrument is played out of thin air, swaying up and down to the rhythm of the music.
Unlike other cowardly supernatural phenomena, it was broad daylight, and Nalan Yu was looking at them with rather surprised eyes, but this thing just wouldn't stop. Not only that, but when Yakumo Purple also sat up with his waist and looked this way, they actually made even more trouble.
Rather than a "bold rhythm ghost" as a "undead musician who thirsts for an audience" - this type of paranormal phenomenon is the first time Nalan Twilight has seen it.
By the way, they play Louis Armstrong's "I Got Rhythm".
"Purple!"
In order to be able to hear his voice in this noisy music, Nalan Yu raised his voice, turned back to Zi and shouted:
"Did you see anything? I mean the guy with the three instruments, did you see it? I didn't look at anything!"
"Ah, I see!" replied Purple in the same volume, "three young girls." ”
As if he understood, the fact that the listener friend in front of him was a hopeless magic idiot, accompanied by three faint lights of different colors, the three ghost musicians appeared in front of Nalan Twilight.
All three of these ghosts are in the form of maidens, they are similar in appearance and size, they all have similar short hair, wear the same style of clothes, and wear the same style of hat, but the color of their hair, eyes, clothes, and the ornaments on the hats are different. Looking at their appearance, Nalan Yu naturally thought of the word "three sisters".
Among the three, the blue-haired, blue-eyed, pink-coated, and the blue-haired trumpeter with a blue sun-ornament on his head was the loudest trumpeter, the yellow-haired, golden-eyed, black-clad with a red moon on his head was the accompanist, and the tea-haired, brown-eyed, red-coated, and green-stared keyboardist was the most light-hearted and varied keyboardist. Nalan listened to the music, trying to tell them apart, but in the end, he gave up.
"Excuse me, did we disturb you?"
As soon as the music fell, the keyboardist in the tea hair and red clothes asked eagerly, with a pair of big eyes and a pleasant and somewhat begging tone.
"No, no, no, we're just here to disturb them, right?"
Without waiting for Nalan to reply, the blue-haired pink-clad trumpeter answered.
"I was so envious that I sneaked into someone else's house...... Unforgivable ......"
The blonde violinist in black whispered with a gloomy expression.
"Wait a minute!" Zi, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't help but exclaim, "Who is 'Qingqing me'?
"The exercise of the spirit into hell and the body floating to heaven?" said the red-clothed keyboardist with a smile.
"Blushing, heartbeat, slippery, slippery, he
"A workout that causes a heart attack?" the black-clad violinist whispered.
Seeing Yakumo Zi's face turn from red to black, Nalan Yu let out a "poof" and laughed.
"You are really talented," he said, "and dare you ask what you call them?"
"Lilika Prizmliba," said the girl in red, "the third daughter of the three Prizmliba sisters, the Soul Keyboardist!"
"I am Melulan Prizmliba," said the girl in pink, "the second daughter of the three Prizmliba sisters, and her instrument is trumpet!"
"Lunasa Prizmliba......" said the girl in black at last, "probably the eldest daughter, who can play the violin......"
"The three of us are collectively called, Ghost Orchestra Prizmliba!"
"That's it!"
"Yes and ......"
"Wait, wait, wait......" Nalan Yu made a pause gesture, interrupting the three sisters who were in full swing, only to see him look puzzled, and said:
"You guys are talking too fast, I didn't grasp the point, first of all, your surname is Pu...... What's going on?"
"Prizmliba. The third daughter, Lilika, hurriedly said.
"What Mliba?"
"Prizmliba!" said the second daughter, Melulan.
"Prinaliba?"
"It's Prizmliba, idiot!" corrected the eldest daughter, Lunasa, with a frown.
"Okay, I see," Nalan nodded his head, "so you're the three Mlizpreba sisters......"
"It's Prizmliba!"
"Yes, yes, it's Puzley......"
"Pritz!"
"That's right, Prizmliba!"
Nalan Twilight finally pronounced the names of the three sisters correctly, and with excitement, she raised her arms and pointed to her eldest daughter, Lunasa Prizmliba, and said:
"And then, you're the second daughter, Luluka Prizmliba, right?"
"I'm the eldest daughter, my name is Lunasa......"
"That's right, Lunasa!" Nalan smiled and pointed to the second daughter, Melulan Prizmliba, "And you, you must be the third daughter, Puruts Prizmliba, am I right?"
"It's Mei Lulan, and I'm the second daughter, you stupid goose!"
"Oh, that's it, then you, you and I will definitely not admit that I am wrong!" said to Nalan Twilight, Lilica Prizmliba, "You are the real third daughter, Lilina Prizmliba!"
"No, no, no, I'm not a saint diplomat......" Lilica waved her hand and said with a wry smile, "It's Lilika!"
"That's right, Lilika!" Nalan smiled and clapped her hands as if she had a sense of accomplishment, "In this way, you three Gilfias sisters ......"
"It's Prizmliba!" the three sisters cried out in unison.
"Aha, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!" Nalan twilight scratched the back of his head and smiled heartlessly, "All in all, in a word...... You're Lunasa, Melulan, and Lilika, so here's the problem......"
Nalan Twilight's gaze swept around the three ghost girls, and then asked in a casual tone:
"Where's Layla?"
"Huh?"
The three sisters obviously didn't expect that this guy would suddenly ask this kind of question, staring at each other with big eyes, and looking at each other a few times, Lunasa, as the eldest daughter, spoke:
"Excuse me...... How did you come up with that name?"
"The name on the door number is Layla," Nalan said, "This bedroom was originally the bedroom of a person named Layla Prizmliba, right? ”
He stretched out his finger and pointed to the broken glass picture frame that had just been put back in place, and said:
"You say you're the three Prizmliba sisters, so who is Layla Prizmliba?"
"This ...... Well...... this."
Lunasa lowered her head and rubbed her hands together, looking embarrassed. She thought that Nalan Yu was just a confused idiot, but now, she couldn't figure out how much of it was pretending and how much of it was real.
"Layla, she's been dead for years. Before Lunasa could organize the language, Melulan replied, "That being said, our three sisters are actually the same. ”
"It's different, Melulan. Lilica said, "Strictly speaking, the three of us have never died, after all, we were not alive in the first place!"
"What do you mean by that?" asked Nalan Twilight.
In fact, the wealthy merchant family, the Prizmliba family, originally had four daughters, the eldest daughter Lunasa, the second daughter Melulan, the third daughter Lilika, and the youngest daughter Layla. These four eldest ladies don't have any hobbies, they usually like to play some music or something, the eldest daughter is a violin, the second daughter is a trumpet, the third daughter is a piano, and the fourth daughter is good at singing. ”
Then one day, the father of four daughters was seduced by a high-priced prop bought from the far East, and ran away from home and disappeared. Having lost the backbone of the family, the Prizmliba family has no way to continue, and the three daughters go their separate ways, leaving only the most beloved Layla, who is still in the increasingly dilapidated hometown, waiting for the day when her father and her three sisters return. ”
At this point, Lilika's sister Meluland took over and continued:
At this point, the whole story is like an ordinary family tragedy. But there's one thing that has changed Layla's fate, and that's the culprit who bewitched their father, the mysterious artifact from the East Country, which seems to be called the 'Eight Mirrors'?"
"One of the many powers of that mirror is to enhance the spiritual power of the bearer. That's right, Layla Prizmliba was born with the ability to see spirits. Under the influence of that mirror, she gradually became able to create spirits out of thin air. ”
So, Layla Prizmliba, who was afraid of loneliness, created us according to the three sisters in her memory. "And then, in this abandoned mansion, she lived a happy life with three music-loving spirits, congratulations, congratulations......"
That being said, the tone in which Lunasa speaks sounds like the tone of a midnight radio anchor telling ghost stories.
"That'...... Do you still have that 'Eight Mirrors'?" asked Nalan Twilight.
It's not that he wants to take this ancient artifact for himself, he's just curious, and of course if there is an opportunity to take possession of it directly, he won't refuse.
"It's a pity that it disappeared a long time ago. Lilica spread her hands and said with a look of regret, "Lunasa lost it." ”
"Fart, it's Melulan!"
"Got me again? How do I remember that it was Lilica who happily took it out and then disappeared?"
"Sorry, the candy apples are so delicious......"
"You lost it!"
"Okay, three, don't fight anymore!" Nalan Yu smiled helplessly and said, "I've probably figured things out, that is to say, you are not the ghosts of the Prizmliba sisters who actually existed, but the ghosts created by Layla Prizmliba out of thin air...... Speaking of which, do you have a bit of a singing service?"
"Huh?"
Why did you suddenly get here?
The eldest daughter and the second daughter couldn't clear Nalan Hui's jumping thoughts for a while, only the third daughter, Lilika, who reacted quickly, raised her hand high and said loudly:
"This can be had!"
"Well, that's great. Nalan Twilight looked happy, "Sure enough, when you exercise, you need to have some music! Give me a song of Dio's "Evil Eyes", thank you!"
"Wait......" Meruran interrupted, "whose song is that?"
"Dio, haven't you heard?" said Lilika, looking at her second sister with the eyes of a country native hat, "Well, in the world of rock and roll, especially heavy metal, by the way, my destiny is the priesthood of Judah. ”
"Oh, like-minded!"
When Nalan heard this, he hurriedly shook Lilika's hand and shook it continuously.
"I love Priest too, but my favorite band is the Iron Lady. He said.
"Eh, Iron Girl, it's good, but it's still too soft for me......"
"Wait a minute!" Meruran interrupted the two of them, and said, "Lilika, you're the keyboard, I'm the trumpet, and our sister is the violin, are you sure you want to play heavy metal?"
"Give it a try, how do you know if you don't try it!"
With an innocent smile on her face, Lilica handed the sheet music she had pulled out of nowhere to her two sisters, almost like a trick.
"Okay, then ......" Lunasa took the score, glanced at it, and set up the violin, "Hide in the midnight, one, two, up!"
"Wait, this is the beginning!"
This jazzy heavy metal tune is unexpectedly very good. Amidst the music and Mei Lulan's somewhat desperate shouts, Nalan turned around and shouted at the big bed:
"Okay, Purple, the negotiation is established! With the addition of music, don't tell me you can't do it...... Purple?"
Should I say, "No wonder the person surnamed Yakumo didn't say a word for so long?" Yakumo Murasaki was supposed to stay on that bed, but now, it was empty.
The monsters in the gap come without a trace, and go without a trace.
"Luckily, the music is good......"
Nalan shrugged his shoulders, simply grabbed a water glass, used it as a microphone, and sang along with the rhythm of the three sisters.
“Hide in the midnight”
“Turn out the lights, you'll see them anyway......”
Later, the four of them broke up until late at night.