The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Ha ha."

Yakumo Zi's indifference is within Eirin's expectation, this monster is not the type to deal with with his thoughts written on his face.

But no matter whether the other party cares or not, she will not reveal a word of what should not be said, but she will not deliberately hide some things that should be reminded.

"I've been paying attention since the last time you discovered our existence in the Lost Bamboo Forest."

Yong Lin's tone was uncertain, and gradually drifted away with her gaze:

"The ancient magic formula engraved on the comet, the mysterious magic spear that contains the power to kill gods, and the reverberations of the past that have been hidden in the abyss of the old hell for so long..."

The regular rhythmic sound came out on the table with a finger click, counting all the recent strange things in detail, Yong Lin gently closed her eyes:

"Such major events happen one after another. I really can't believe that all of this is a coincidence. A chance coincidence is inevitable."

"..."

Yakumo Zi was silent, and she didn't know what Eirin said, but even so, could there be any clues in Takeya?

In this regard, she is 17 years ahead of Yonglin. She doesn't think that the "secret" that she can't discover will really exist, and she even said that Yonglin discovered it, unless...

From the very beginning, their starting point was different.

"Monster sage, I say you."

Facing Yakumo Zi's questioning gaze, Eirin neither admitted nor denied, but instead used a very unfamiliar title to address her, and asked a strange question:

"Do you believe that there is an ability to predict the future? Or, do you have the ability to change the past?"

"...Are you suspicious of that Hellcrow?"

Yakumo Zi frowned slightly, there were so many things happening in the Earth Spirit Temple, and she was used to paying attention to Wu Ye's daily life, so she already knew the things in the notes.

"Hellcrow, huh?"

Yong Lin glanced at Yakumo Zi unexpectedly, and couldn't help showing a half-smile expression on her face:

"Well, even if it's her, do you believe it? There is an ability that transcends time and space and exists in this world."

"Yes, if it is logical, we will definitely not believe it, but..."

Thinking of the highly directional content in Akon's notes, Yakumo Zi's face was a little cloudy:

"Half and half, we can't be sure."

"Hehe, since that's the case, I'll tell you that such abilities exist."

Yakumo Zi's pupils narrowed slightly, only to hear Yonglin say firmly:

"So I can be sure that the one with this ability will definitely not be the 'Hell Raven', and will never have anything to do with her. This is a conceptual gap, and wild speculation and presumption are both big disrespectful."

Yong Lin paused for a long time after speaking so long without panting, and then suddenly laughed:

"Speaking of which, I have a proposal, do you want to consider it?"

Without waiting for Yakumo Zi to answer, Yonglin rushed to speak first:

"Are you interested in trying again for your unfinished business? Your lord?"

"...Bayi Yonglin, what exactly do you want to say?"

There are many names for Yakumo Zi, monster sage, realm monster, but only the title "Leader" has not been mentioned for a long time.

Because this is the honorific name used by the monsters when Yakumo Zi played with the realm of illusion and reality to start the war on the moon.

"Don't be so careful, I really want to cooperate with you once."

Yonglin smiled lightly and said:

"I had to go up there myself in order to be sure of some things."

As she spoke, she pointed to the bright moon in the sky outside that had not yet risen.

"If I'm alone, the risk of exposure is too great, so please, gather those guys who like to be lively. It's very interesting to travel to the moon once in a while, isn't it?"

Chapter 1 Both True and False

"Uh-"

With his left hand crossed his right hand and stretched his waist wide, with a pair of national treasure-level dark circles under his eyes, Wu Ye blinked twice at the breakfast in front of him, and finally threw himself on the table and snored.

"Hey, why did you fall asleep again? Get up, Kosaka-san!"

It was a tone of three points of helplessness and seven points of impatience. Dan Shenggu grabbed the magazine at hand and slapped Wu Ye's head with a slap, and slapped Wu Ye back and forth several times, and finally woke Wu Ye up again.

"Ah, don't touch me, I'm so tired... Last night feels like a year has passed."

"...What are you talking about? Didn't you go to sleep as soon as you got back? Mr. Fu 樫 said that he wanted to ask you out for supper last night, but you didn't respond no matter how hard he knocked on the door."

"Oh, that, at that time I was still looking for someone."

Wu Ye, who was completely defeated by sleepiness, looked half asleep. He probably didn't know what he was talking about:

"Reimu and Marisa went somewhere, so I searched everywhere."

"Reimu? Marisa?"

Danshenggu was confused by these two strange and strange names: