The difference between the different thicknesses of the books made her feel a little rough underground for a long time on the ground, and this familiarity made her feel more at ease than the softness of the high-end bed.

A lot of the time, Gu Ming seems to think like she doesn't want anything, but contrary to what you think, she thinks a lot, more than any life in the world, and her head is empty and she doesn't think about anything.

When you see the morning dew slipping from among the leaves, you wonder if the drop will fall to the soothing ground, be drunk by the thirsty youkai, or be unconsciously taken by yourself.

When I see the smoke rising from the world, I think of the stories of human beings that my sister once unconsciously told, from the Tale of Genji, the Tale of Taketori to the Tale of Wounds.

When you see the vampires of the Scarlet family, you will think of the werewolves, the sworn enemies of the vampires in the story, and you will think of the western land where the werewolves are located, and the land where she can never reach in Gensokyo.

The scattered thinking in the sporadic thinking is enough to write millions of words, but this is like a cool breeze in summer, a crescent moon in the well on an autumn night, which has really existed, but it has come and gone without a trace.

Can't catch, can't stay, Gu Ming loves everything in his eyes, but he also doesn't take anything to heart, the heart of a pure child in the true sense will not be disturbed by the mortal world, and the same will not affect the world.

Compared to the monster, it is more like a ghost in a monster story, it exists, but it does not exist, wandering around people, but you don't know anything, you can see what the monster does, but you don't say a word.

For example, at this time, being held by Flandroe in a very intimate position, she just quietly listened to what Fran said, although it was a little strange why such an enthusiastic vampire suddenly came over as a friend, but she soon didn't care.

"I'll tell you, my sister likes to talk in her dreams after she sleeps, like haha Reimu, you finally know how good I am, who is the king of Gensokyo and other stupid words, or call my name with a smirk." As she spoke, Fran made the same expression with her face similar to Remi's, vividly restoring the scene at that time.

She finally said in a somewhat resentful tone: "The most excessive time, while shouting Yakumo Zi, I defeated you, danced excitedly, and kicked me off the bed with the quilt. ”

Black history, black history.

Shame, shame.

"Fran!"

Remi's face was flushed, her hands were pressed tightly on her throne, and the hard armrests were pinched out of her handprints, and the things that she couldn't see were exploded by her sister in front of so many people, especially in front of a lot of outsiders, if she could, Remi wanted to hold her head and squat to hide her face.

Thankfully, her last sanity prevented her from making an even more humiliating move.

But it was precisely because of this that she saw Sakiya turn around and tremble slightly because she couldn't hold back her laughter, and saw Pachouli completely cover her smile with a book, and Reizen's tolerant and understanding gaze was like a sharp knife piercing her pride.

Only ** Temple was like sitting still, without the slightest expression and eyes, which did not cause more damage to Remilia, and slightly made her feel better.

As everyone knows, someone thinks far worse than laughing out loud 10,000 times worse: "It seems to be a very useful piece of information, maybe it will be used for coercion and inducement in the future, so let's write it down first." ”

The suppressed laughter finally aroused the majesty of Remilia, and she slapped her hand on the table hard: "Enough, give me something to eat, don't laugh anymore."

Returning his gaze to the banquet in the Red Devil Pavilion, Fran and Gu Ming finally sat on their seats, but the two Loli sat very close, and looked like Flandrew had a feeling of pretending to be real, in the past, because of the loss of control of his ability, he was locked in the basement by Remilia for more than four hundred years.

I know that she has only been released in the last ten years, but she is the best example of my few friends, and her curiosity and yearning for friendship are among the best in fantasy town.

And for a sister like Gu Mingdi who has a similar experience to herself, Fran also has a relationship called sympathy.

It's like a curse.,All the sister relationships in Gensokyo have all kinds of problems.,It's broken.,Obviously they all care about each other very much.,But it's a last resort to hide this emotion.,And finally it turned sour.。

Fortunately, under someone's rectification sixteen years ago, the relationship has eased a lot, otherwise it would be an unsolvable problem.

The food on the table is unusually rich and exquisite, and the Red Devil Pavilion, which has rich experience in holding banquets, will naturally not have a problem with this. The meal is different from the Japanese-Chinese oriental food of Forever-tei, and it is an authentic Western-style meal.

Caviar, foie gras, and truffles are not recipes that pay attention to nutrition and health, but what is expensive to use, what to eat at the end of the year, and the polar opposite of the peaceful and sour Hakurei Shrine, and the introverted and subtle forever pavilion is a different way to show wealth.

It seems to be a very good-looking vampire, **Temple was shocked to give Remilia such a definition, and has a different kind of attachment to the face of the nobility, which is closer to the depiction of medieval aristocrats in literature than the human beings in the modern outside world.

regards the honor of the family above all else, and will duel with others because of his dignity, which cannot be said to be bad, but it is definitely not a good way to behave in the world.

The colorful crystal light source is dim, except for the dining table where the ** temple is located, the surrounding is dark, the farther away the darker, it is obviously a banquet place suitable for more than 100 people, and now there are only less than ten people seated, which seems a little deserted.

But this is not what displeased Remilia, who likes to be lively, and I have never heard of a nobleman who thinks his family is too big to appear in this world, and the house has always been said to be bigger and more magnificent.

The only thing that made her feel a little uncomfortable was that she was the only one in the two-person seat in the center of the whole restaurant, and the only one who could sit with her was Flandor Luscallette, who seemed to be completely attracted by the inexplicable friend, and not only sat together, but also sat far away.

It's farther away than a guest like **Temple.,It's as if I'm leaving my sister for the sake of leaving my sister.。

Slightly dissatisfied, Remi showed a look of unhappiness that anyone could see.

In the end, it was Pache who stepped out to persuade and comfort Remi well.

Surprisingly, there is also a childish side.,Many of the girls in Gensokyo can be judged by their appearance.,For example, Remilia is very childish when she is not old.,Completely ignoring her more than 500 years old and her own appearance is incomparably compatible.。

As an immortal species, the concept of time is different from ordinary people, and the growth of the inner world is also unusually slow.

The crystal goblet is filled with precious red wine, which is at least a century-old antique according to the vampire's concept of time, brewed and stored in a way that science cannot know, and the taste and strength are beyond imagination.

Even youkai can get drunk, and the ghost clan who is loyal to the wine can pour it in, not to mention Gensok, has undoubtedly reached the extreme in enjoying the banquet, and more than a hundred years of peace is enough to brew boredom and change his mind from how to become strong to how to live happily.

The red wine is very red, unusually attractive fuchsia, closer to the bright red of blood, and when it comes to the words vampire of the Red Devil Pavilion, it is inevitable that some bad things will come to mind.

However, seeing that the Lingxian around him drank without scruples, his fair face gradually turned red and gradually spread downward, which was extraordinarily attractive, and it was a good interpretation of what is called beautiful and delicious, and the temple also let go of his useless vigilance and drank slowly.

Thin, gentle, compared to other people don't care about the booze, **Temple is more like tasting wine, as if even a drop of wine is reluctant to waste the old food, the movement is extremely slow, so it is a little conspicuous.

"What's the matter, isn't the wine supposed to be gulped down?"

When everyone was a little drunk, Hong Meiling, who slipped in quietly, still maintained the most basic level of sobriety, busy replenishing the food energy that she had finally encountered, and was talking to the ** temple while stuffing her mouth with food, and the swallowing of food could not affect her speech at all, and she looked like she was used to it.

The temple shook his head lightly and said: "I'm just afraid of getting drunk, after all, it's a wine specifically for monsters, as an ordinary person, it's better to drink less, after all, in terms of physique, human beings will never be able to compare to monsters." “

Wiping the corners of her mouth with her hand, Hong Meiling patted her chest and said proudly: "You don't have to worry about this, there is no problem with the wine in Gensokyo, and the Red Devil Pavilion is carefully collected by the eldest lady, whether it is Reimu or Marisa, as ordinary people, they have no problem drinking it." ”

Is there really no problem?

Whether it's Marisa's mushroom picking from her own people or her brainless family, she can't see what a normal sixteen-year-old girl should do.

Not to mention Reimu, who wants money but doesn't know how to spend it, who wants the shrine to become popular, but doesn't want to do so many troublesome things, there are many things to think about in such contradictory thoughts and behaviors.

Minors drinking alcohol is a brain-hurting behavior, plus they are drinking spirits made by monsters, and sometimes their unreasonable behavior seems to be able to find an explanation?

So no matter what others say, the temple is still very careful, cautious, less risky, and also loses the pleasure of getting drunk.

"For the Red Devil Pavilion!"

Remilia stepped on the table with one foot, as if she had discovered a new world, but instead of a flag, she held a wine glass.

"For the Red Devil Pavilion!"

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