The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"...To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."

There is no slight fluctuation in Baiyi Yonglin's eyes. The stones thrown by Wu Ye are extremely ordinary in terms of material and selection. With just one glance, she can even calculate the trajectory of the stone's whereabouts.

Hope that such an attack can defeat her?No, the probability that such an attack can touch her is a number that is infinitely close to zero.

Judging from such a situation, Wu Ye, as the opponent, is unqualified anyway, after all, this body is just a mere human being, but what is the truth?

It is such an ordinary human being who escaped his own probing nerves, ignored the binding rules he wrote down, and even left such a deep and indelible memory in his body memory.

But why?Why is such a guy appearing in front of him in such an ordinary human form?

Yayi Yonglin couldn't understand.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

After much deliberation, only this answer might alleviate some of the confusion in her heart.

"deliberately?"

Wu Ye, who picked up another stone, smiled wryly in surprise:

"Hey, what ability do I have to 'deliberately' do such a stupid thing? And you, don't you want to fight?"

"..."

Bayi Yonglin was silent, she didn't know why the person in front of her would "beg to die" in front of her so frankly.

Even she couldn't discover Takeya's biggest secret, that is, the existence in Gensokyo is the biggest support of "immortal body". He is not afraid of death, because he will not die at all.

But in terms of speaking, Yayi Yonglin's guess is not wrong, it may be difficult to understand, but Wu Ye is indeed asking for "death" or "waking up" is more appropriate.

fighting?That kind of thing is far from his world. Even when he was in the outside world, he was able to create several achievements that "shocked" Remilia, but in the end, what did those "achievement" mean to him? ?

Meaningless.

As a human being with 17 years of social common sense educated by the outside world, absorbing demon power?Create a storm?Entering Gensokyo in sleep, do these things have any meaning to human Kosaka Takeshi?

Let his daily life go away?Let him be targeted by strange gods?Or let him be alienated by family and friends, as an overly self-satisfied schizophrenia?

In fact, he hates the abilities he possesses, the so-called talents, right?

Among ordinary people, he is a special existence who has come into contact with non-sense, but among these non-sense existences, he who has no ability at all has turned back to the original "ordinary person"!

If my ability can be stronger, I can use magic, launch formations, or add a strange force, then maybe I don't have to stay by their side and watch them fight every time?

Is this the expectation that has come to Wu Ye's mind countless times, or in other words, extravagant hope?

If all the problems go back to the original point, there is only one sentence——

"Why am I so weak?"

"Ok?"

Wu Ye, who was talking to himself, made Baiyi Yonglin show a strange expression. She didn't hear the other person's whisper just now, but the complexity of that expression made her a little silent for a while.

"hey-hey."

As if feeling ashamed, Wu Ye suddenly grabbed his hair in distress, and then he looked at Baiyi Yonglin.

"What's wrong? Miss Bayi, won't you attack me?"

His tone was like that of a student who was asking questions to the teacher in class. Instead of caring about the crisis, he was seriously puzzled by Yayi Yonglin's pause.

"That's it, I understand."

Bayi Yonglin said that she actually put down the bow and arrow in her hand.

"Wu Ye-jun, are you insulting me?"

"……Eh?"

Such super-expansion caused Wu Ye to lose the ability to speak in an instant, and he could only stare at Baiyi Yonglin in a daze.

"I don't mean to fight, I just blindly seek 'relief' from me. Maybe I am the real idiot who is preparing to deal with you so seriously."

The soft smile faded little by little, and the smile on Baiyi Yonglin's face didn't have any warmth at the moment.

"Reserved? Or is this your pride? Or from the very beginning, you have not considered yourself in the same position as me? 'You are not worthy to be my opponent', is that what you mean?"

"I do not……"

"No? Really?"

Yayi Yonglin interrupted Wu Ye's astonishment with calm anger.

"Stay out of it like this during the battle? Even if you stand in front of me, can you evade the word 'helpless'? Finally, you use such a way without fighting awareness to taunt your opponent? Is this your pride, or are you born with it? So arrogant?"

"I……"

"Or are you confident that you can escape from my hand? Or do you look down on me at all? Do you think it is not necessary to do it yourself?"

Bayi Yonglin stared at Wu Ye with indescribable indifference in her eyes:

"Fight? Or not to fight? The options you give yourself are always so arrogant, a little more arrogant than those gods who think they stand in the sky."

With a few chuckles, Bayi Yonglin plucked the thin bowstring, her trembling voice was filled with endless coldness.

"Why are you like this? Self-confidence? Or do you believe that your companions can pave everything for you? So, only if I completely defeat them can you give yourself a little thought about the concept of fighting?"