Chapter 12 My Little Demon Dream Is Gone

"Before you go back to Gensokyo, you'll have to find a place outside to settle down, understand? Moreover, the spiritual power of the outside world is so thin that it is almost equal to nothing, so we still can't separate it in a short period of time. ”

"Oh......."

Listening to Wu Ye and talk to her a lot, Youmeng nodded as if he didn't understand:

"Then in that case, it would be good for me to stay at your house directly in Wuye."

"So you didn't understand what I meant."

Wu Ye sighed helplessly and continued:

"It's no problem to live in my house, it's just one more person, and the room is not bad, the question is, how do I introduce you to my family?"

"Introduction?"

Youmeng looked at Wu Ye with a blank face and asked:

"Introduce me, is it difficult?"

"Not really."

Wu Ye spread his hands:

"The outside world is different from Gensokyo in terms of basic social knowledge."

"Different?"

"To put it simply, although the elder in my family is the type who is extremely enlightened, even so, she will never let a runaway child ignore it at home."

"Takeya, I'm not running away from home, and I'm not a child."

"I know, but who will believe it?"

“......”

Youmeng was silent, she seemed to understand what Wu Ye meant.

Takeya knew that although Youmu looked like a child, her mind was already mature, and to put it bluntly, she was much more sensible than Remilia's eldest lady in some aspects.

It's just that even so, it's still not possible for him to treat Youmeng completely as an "adult".

Youmeng grew up in Baiyulou since he was a child, and he has hardly been in contact with anyone, so he naturally doesn't understand things like etiquette, but social common sense is basically equal to nothing.

Not to mention that Youmeng can't survive alone in the outside world, even if he can, he doesn't dare to let go, after all, the monster has lost the supply of demon power, which is no different from slow death.

Especially the demon dream is not powerful, and there is nothing to rely on, once the demon power of the body is exhausted, the result is directly turned into a wisp of green smoke.

So like Remilia, Youmeng and him can't be separated in the outside world, at least not for too long, so the question is, how should Youmeng be placed?

Originally, it was the best way to put it in Takeya's house, but unfortunately this method had already been used by Remilia once, where did he go to find so many sisters as an excuse.

But if it is said that the demon dream is his friend who came to live at the house temporarily, then I am afraid I don't believe it.

Although the female aunt doesn't look like an adult, and she is basically very indulgent to them, it is absolutely impossible for her to turn a blind eye to a child like Youmeng who "runs away from home".

And no matter what, the outside of the demon dream looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, if he really uses this rhetoric to bring home, I'm afraid that the female aunt will have to talk to herself about virtue.

As for raising it outside, the first martial artist doesn't have the financial resources, and the second demon dream is now a real black household, and if something accidentally happens, he can't even find an excuse.

"So, will it be troublesome for me to stay at your house?"

Youmeng frowned, she really didn't expect that the rules of the outside world would be so troublesome, or that the rules among humans would be so troublesome.

Most of the monsters are informal.,Unless you meet the kind of monster with a strong sense of territory and a spiritual cleanliness.,Otherwise, under normal circumstances, it's not a big deal for others to come to the house to borrow it.。

It's like a demon dream of their home, the white jade building of Youyouzi, occasionally like a monster who comes to the underworld to enjoy the flowers, if it's late, the other party spends the night in the white jade building, this kind of thing will never be minded, where is it so troublesome as Wu Ye said.

"But where can I go if I don't stay at your house?"

Youmu looked down at the Gungnir she was holding in her hand, and she clearly felt that only through this spear could she absorb the demonic power that could be used for her continued existence.

“...... Actually, I mean to let you live in my house for the time being. ”

Seeing Youmeng's helpless expression, Wu Ye looked away and said lightly:

"This is the safest and most ideal place, and now the question is just what reason to use to convince the adults in my family."

"Reason...... If you don't believe it as a friend, what about a bodyguard? ”

Demon Dream's eyes lit up and said to Wu Ye:

"I can be the guardian of your family for the time being, and use this as the price of living."

"You? Guardians? ”

Wu Ye was dumbfounded, he watched the demon dream back and forth from beginning to end several times, and said with a smile:

"Not to mention that my family doesn't need bodyguards or anything like that, you don't look convincing at all."

"Don't worry."

Youmeng showed a confident smile, and with his free other hand, he pulled out the longer of the two knives on his shoulder, and the bright light on the blade was extremely cold:

"In front of this Louguan sword forged by monsters, what keeps slashing...... Actually, there aren't many. ”

"Middle two disease, you! And the last sentence is inferior, okay! ”

Of course, Wu Ye refuted the suggestion that Youmeng was not a brain, but for a while they couldn't think of a suitable reason, just like before, the problems were really one after another.

But let's not mention that Wu Ye has a headache on this side, and Gensokyo on the other side has also caused a lot of impact.

"Woo wow wow - Purple, you're finally here, woo woo woo-"

"Yuyuko, what's going on?"

Zi, who hurriedly came out of the gap, saw a picture that gave her a headache, and saw that the undead princess, who was supposed to be graceful and elegant, was now rolling on the ground like a scoundrel.

If you want to say that rolling is also an art, look at Yuyuko's rolling, while crying to Zi, she can still grab the snacks on the side and stuff them into her mouth, the cry is also rhythmic, crying three times and chewing a few bites, very regularly.

"Yuyuko, what's going on?"

Yakumo Zi is a short-term protector, yes, but you cry so insincerely, she can't be angry even if she wants to.

"Purple you don't know yet?"

In addition to crying, it is difficult for Yuyuko to spare time to be curious:

"Don't you see the gap?"

"I don't know."

Yakumo Zi sighed silently in her heart, her gap is observation, not monitoring, if she can really record what happened in every corner of Gensokyo, then what else does her family-style god do? Wouldn't it be nice to hibernate with those nine tails together?

"It's blue just and I happened to go out, so ......"

When she said this, Yakumo Zi couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, the usual work is done by Lan, and she, the master, only needs to be responsible for lying down and sleeping.

Once Lan goes out, then basically her control of Gensokyo is completely blind and blind, so she really doesn't know what's going on, if she knows, can she be so busy coming?

"Woo-"

I don't know if it was because I was speechless about Purple's behavior, or if I was disappointed by the disillusionment of my previous thoughts, Yuyuko cried even more sadly, she picked up a wooden board and handed it to Purple and said with tears in her eyes:

"My little demon dream is gone, woo wow wow wow-"

"Demon, demon dream is gone?"

The corners of the purple mouth twitched, what kind of statement is this? Puzzled, she took the wooden board in Yuyuko's hand, it was an old wooden plaque that was not in shape, and it was estimated that it could be turned into slag with a slight pinch, and there were three words written on it in blurred handwriting-

Westward Demon.

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