Chapter 1: Ghosts and Spirits

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"I can't help it, because it's human. ”

Unable to resist.

“…… With this despicable tactic, do you think you can defeat me?"

"Isn't it clear now that you can or can't?"

There is no way to refute it.

“……”

"Even if you don't make a sound, you can't change the status quo, so instead of wasting time here, it's better to simply admit defeat. Even if it's a god-sama, you can't go back to heaven at this point, right?"

Under the eaves, the red and white shrine maidens sneered and stared at the black ghosts.

Disturbed by the tactics of mere human beings, he is trapped in a cage from which he cannot extricate himself.

It's already a desperate situation, right?

I can't think of a way to turn the tide of the battle, and even if I try my best, it will be difficult to pose a threat to my opponent.

Deadend.

There is no hope.

It's not so much a battle as a torture - it's the ruler of Gensokyo, the strongest red and white witch, the sanction of the black spirits.

No mercy, no room for error.

"Damn!!"

Roaring, even so, the black ghost god had to do his best.

As the king born in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, even if it is a desperate situation, he must launch the final charge.

"It's useless!!"

But it was only an instant that she was knocked down, and a blow called despair fell from the shrine maiden's raised arm.

Syllable!

"Checkmate!!"

Shogi falls.

If there is no room for anything, the game is over.

Scratching his head irritably, even if he was reluctant, the ghost had to admit that as long as it was about money, the witch in front of him was indeed invincible.

"Okay, 100,000 yen!"

"I'll give it to you, don't drag my clothes. ”

waved his hand to open the hand that came from the opposite side of the chessboard, and took out the promised gift money with a depressed face.

While squinting at Yakumo Murasaki, who was smiling at him, sitting in the gap watching jokes, the black ghost god stood up.

"So, ...... today"

"Don't send it!"

“……”

The shrine maiden didn't mean to keep it at all, but was smiling and counting the money.

Obviously, the previous generation is still quite dignified and beautiful, which makes people love its demure and pity its fate.

But why?

This generation of Hakurei shrine maidens was obviously very cute when she was a child, but when she grew up, she became like this.

“……”

I always feel subtle unwillingness.

"What's the matter? Don't you leave? There's no tea to serve you there. ”

"—one more round. ”

Gritting his teeth, he took out another 100,000.

So, in the next second, Hakurei Reimu's expression changed from indifference to flattery.

Rearrange the pieces with the astonishing speed that the ghosts and gods seem to be fast, and at the same time ...... I don't know when, a cup of hot tea has been placed in front of the ghosts.

“……”

This is definitely a question of education, right? absolutely?

But obviously the ancestor was a stable and generous 'mother'!!

"Okay, okay...... I don't understand it anyway. ”

Annoyed stretched out his hand and began to play chess.

However, just when the ghost god made up his mind to kill the arrogance of Reimu and win this game. Inadvertently, Yakumo Purple on the side suddenly remembered something, and slapped his hands with a 'snap'.

"Ah, yes—"

Both people's attention was temporarily drawn to the past.

"What?"

The ghost god asked while still thinking about the chess game. His eyes kept moving between the chess pieces, because with the energy of the last defeat, this time he was much more cautious.

After thinking about three or four moves, he cautiously moved the chess pieces once, but was it the power of money? It was clear that he had not thought about it - it was still Reimu who had the upper hand now.

"Yuyuko said she wanted to hold a tea party, are you interested?"

Hearing this, Reimu instantly showed a longing expression, but in less than half a second, it turned into a lazy person who was troublesome.

However, it's different from Reimu's position - even though she's a shrine maiden of Hakurei, it's not easy to get involved there...... But it's different.

“…… Tea party. ”

"Well, or are you still not interested in Fengya?"

The Yakumo Purple in front of him is too.

When we first met hundreds of years ago, I was still very polite and polite.

But is it because of familiarity over the years? I don't know when I started to feel uncomfortable without making fun of myself.

"Not interested, not so much. ”

The ghost sighed deeply, raised his head, and he already had the appearance of a human, and glanced helplessly at the monster in the gap over there. Then, pointedly.

"But it's not the right thing for me to go, is it?"

"Where?"

"In all sorts of ways. ”

If nothing else, the mere fact that you are a male is very troublesome.

- After all, although it wasn't originally, what he inherited now originated from Susanoo. He can barely be counted as half of the Suzhan Mingzun, even if he has the appearance of a human, he can only be a man.

It's too embarrassing to participate in Yuyuko's banquet no matter how you think about it.

"Well, I guess there weren't as many attendees as you might think. ”

"Huh?"

"After all, it's not a warm event, it's just a gathering of a few old people. ”

As if knowing what he was thinking, the slanted gaze did not contain teasing. Instead, it seems to imply something.

Staring at him like that, even a guy like a ghost god who is not proficient in human affairs probably knows that the other party should take this opportunity to say something.

"Well, that's all for the sake of it. ”

The ghost agreed.

Reimu glanced at them with a lazy gaze and sighed as if troubled.

"Hey, I'm talking about you two...... Don't bother me, huh?"

Obviously a threatening tone...... If it were the other youkai who heard the shrine maiden talking like this, they would have been frightened, right?, but both of them laughed.

Then, as he often did when he was very young, the oni reached out and wanted to rub Reimu's head.

However, the latter is different from when he was a child, and stops the ghost with a gaze of 'dare to do that, I'll fly you?'.

"Okay, okay, of course, right?"

Yes.

Here it can be determined.

Demons and gods don't do anything bad for Reimu.

Dozens of generations have watched over the growth and death of the Hakurei shrine maidens, and at some point, the ghosts and gods have become what they are today.

Come to think of it, Yakumo Purple over there is the same, right?

"Yes yes~"

Smiling and squinting, he covered his face with a folding fan that he had touched out of nowhere.

It always looked like something was planned, but ...... If it's about Reimu, you can rest assured, right?

Probably.

"Checkmate!"

I didn't pay attention, and I fell into Reimu's rapid chess trap again.

Looking at the chessboard that had become worse by a moment of negligence, the ghost smiled bitterly and patted his head.

"Okay, okay, lost again. ”

"Gift money!"

"Yes yes~"

Leave the money and stand up.

This time, it's really time to go back.

"The word of time. ”

"It's just next week—Reimu can come if she wants to?"

"I'm not interested in a youkai party. ”

"yes, that's a pity. ”

"You guys......"

Sighing, he left the room with Murasaki.

While closing the Japanese-style door, turn back together.

"Is that good?"

"That's fine. [bookid=3136192,bookname="Mage on the Cloud"]