"Oops! Don't be impulsive, you two! ”

When the storyteller saw that Reimu and Yuxiang were about to fight, he felt more and more that it was not good.

I didn't come here to stir up conflicts, and if I caused some chaos in the end, it would not be easy for me to accomplish my goals.

Thinking of this, the storyteller withdrew the nine-headed dragon and flew to Reimu and Yuxiang, and Yuri on the side also hurriedly came over to persuade him.

Glancing coldly at everyone, Yuka pointed downward.

"My flower field was destroyed by this guy, what do you say you should do?"

Reimu and Yuri were stunned for a moment, and then they looked down - and the eyes were large and dilapidated sunflowers.

The storyteller was immediately dissatisfied, "Hey, I said girl—I only picked one flower, okay?" You ruined them yourself! ”

"Poor fellow......"

Hearing the storyteller's words, Reimu and Yuri immediately had black lines on their heads.

How dare you pick flowers in the sunflower field in front of the fragrant face?

With a "swish", Reimu turned around, and the royal coin pointed at the storyteller and said angrily, "Hey! Who the hell are you? Shouldn't you be from Gensokyo? As soon as he came, he ran to the sunflower field to make trouble!? Don't you know that foreigners passing through Gensokyo need to pay a toll at Hakurei Shrine, and if they are resident, they need to pay a residence fee, a protection fee, and a file record!? ”

- You just got into the eyes of the money and died!

"Ahh......h

Suddenly-

A gap opened, and Purple came out with a parasol.

Sitting on the gap with a pair of slender legs wrapped in white stockings, Zi squinted slightly at the storyteller.

"What are you here for, this uninvited guest?"

The storyteller first glanced at the gap under Zi's body, and then suddenly said, "You...... What is the relationship with that person named Yakumo Mo? ”

Yakumo Mo?

Does this guy in front of you know Yakumo Mo?

Yuxiang and the others looked at each other.

"......Shh

With a snort, Yuka suddenly laughed. "Yakumo Zi, if this guy and your brother are friends, then obediently ask your brother to come and work for me for 10,000 years as compensation."

"Ah, then you can just take this uninvited guest to make flower fertilizer." Purple opened the folding fan and laughed.

"Hey, hey! That's selling me!? ”

The storyteller's eyes widened.

"Huh? I was reluctant to let my lovely brother come here to work. My brother will definitely be treated unjustly, and he will do heavy work miserably every day, and at night he will be done by this hateful flower demon to do some [beep] and [beep] and such and such things, so that every day should not be called the earth and the earth will not be spiritual, and he will not receive his wages! ”

Saying this, Purple covered her cheeks and wept.

"It's so pathetic! It's so pathetic! ”

"You ...... guy"

Yuka lowered her head and clenched her fists.

“…… What the hell do you think of me? ”

Punch it. Smash it over.

The magic cannon exploded.

Purple ducks into the gap and then appears on the other side.

"Oh, it's still so violent, no wonder I can't get married after so many years."

"Huh? Aren't you the same? ”

"We have a younger brother."

“…… Mutter!! It's really infuriating......"

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise!" Yuri immediately stepped forward to play the round, and then looked at the storyteller and bowed slightly, "This ...... Hello guest, may I ask-"

"Why are you so polite to him?"

Reimu waved the Imperial Coin dissatisfied.

"He didn't come to the gods to pay for it, why was he so respectful?"

Storyteller: ".................."

Originally. Is it because you don't give money that you don't get treated?

After a moment's thought, the storyteller pulled out a sparkling gem from his robe.

"I don't know what currency you use here, but I guess this kind of thing should be universal, right?"

"Hello this guest! What are you doing in Gensokyo? Is there anything I can help with? Don't dare to say anything else, my face is still very open here! Don't worry, I've got you covered! ”

Reimu snatched the gem from the storyteller's hand at a speed that was so fast that sometimes it couldn't even move the magnetic link of the glass shrine, and then a pair of jewel-like eyes really turned into a gem shape.

"Smack!"

Purple slammed the folding fan on his forehead - this guy is so embarrassed!

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In the end, everyone talked about it, so Yuxiang temporarily gave up the idea of beating the storyteller.

Most of the people saw that there was no excitement and dispersed in a hurry.

From time to time, there will be some people from other worlds in Gensokyo, mainly the Elemental Elf Realm and the monsters of the School City or the Slave Group, etc., who come to play, and everyone is no longer surprised by the foreign population.

Then, the group came to Hakurei Shrine.

On the road. Seeing some of the shipwrecks who came over, the storyteller sighed in front of everyone: "The country is dying." The ...... of the Shipwreck"

"You can't pretend you didn't hear that."

Nagato immediately looked at it seriously.

"It's rude to say that this guest is a friend of the Admiral."

"Admiral? Is Yakumo still your admiral? ”

"Yes poi!"

Yutachi raised his hand high.

After the group sat down at the shrine, Zi coughed, "So, how about introducing yourself first?" Mr. Uninvited Guest? ”

"Okay."

The storyteller nodded.

"I don't want to mention the name in the past, now. People call me storytellers......"

With that, the storyteller took off his cloak and hat from his head.

What was revealed was a young face that surprised everyone.

Slender eyebrows, sharp eyes with a hint of vicissitudes.

A red mark between the eyebrows added a touch of gloom to its handsomeness.

"Storyteller?"

Purple raised an eyebrow.

At the shrine, the people who followed looked at each other.

Wenwen, who had been holding the camera, immediately came up. "Na, you're a storyteller? So you must have a lot of big news here? ”

“…… Belch? How? Do you want to make big news? ”

"Of course!"

Wenwen immediately raised his head proudly.

"I'm Gensokyo's most famous reporter."

"It's the paparazzi." Marisa took off the peaked hat on her head and said with a grin, "I can't see the festival, I'm just a paparazzi reporter of the official newspaper who runs the train with his mouth, and I know how to make big ......news all day long."

"Please don't insult my professionalism?"

Reimu took Marisa and snorted unceremoniously, "Is your professionalism just digging lace everywhere?" ”

"Look, is this what is called a husband and wife?"

"Who is the husband (wife)?"

Reimu and Marisa took out paper fans at the same time and slammed them on Wenwen's head. (To be continued.) )