The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

So like Remilia, Youmu and him cannot be separated in the outside world, at least not for too long. Then the question arises, how should Youmu arrange it?

Originally, it was the best way to put it at Takeya's house, but it's a pity that Remilia has already used this method once. Where can he find so many younger sisters as excuses.

But if it is said that Yaomu is his friend who came to stay at the house temporarily, then I am afraid that he will not believe it.

Although the female aunt does not look like an adult, she is basically very indulgent towards them, but it is absolutely impossible for her to turn a blind eye to a child who "leaves home" like Youmu.

And no matter what, Youmu looks only thirteen or fourteen years old on the outside. If you really use this argument to bring it home, I am afraid that your aunt and daughter will talk to you about morality.

As for raising it outside, the first Wu doesn't have the financial resources, and the second Youmu is a real black household now, and he can't even find an excuse for something to happen accidentally.

"So, will it be troublesome for me to live in your house?"

Youmu frowned, she really didn't expect the rules of the outside world to be so troublesome, or the rules among human beings to be so troublesome.

Most of the monsters are informal, unless you encounter a monster with a strong sense of territory that has a mental cleanliness, otherwise, under normal circumstances, it is not a big deal for others to come to your house to borrow.

It's like Yaomeng's house, Yuyuko's Baiyulou, and occasionally a monster who comes to the underworld to enjoy flowers. If it's late, the other party will stay overnight in Baiyulou. so troublesome.

"But if I don't live in your house, where can I go?"

Youmu looked down at Gungnir that she was holding tightly in her hand, and she clearly felt that only through this long spear could she absorb the demonic power that would allow her to continue to exist.

"...Actually, I also want you to live in my house temporarily."

Seeing Youmu's bewildered and helpless expression, Takeya turned his eyes away and said calmly:

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

"The reason... If you don't believe it as a friend, what about the bodyguard?"

Yomu's eyes lit up and said to Takeya:

"I can temporarily serve as the guardian of your home as the price of living."

"You? Guardian?"

Wu was also dumbfounded. He watched Youmu back and forth several times from beginning to end, and said dumbfoundedly:

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

"Don't worry."

Youmu showed a confident smile, and pulled out the longer of the two knives with a "snap" with the other free hand, and the bright light on the blade was extremely cold:

"In front of this Lou Guan sword forged by monsters, there are not many things that can be cut...in fact, there are not many."

"Second-time illness, you! And the last sentence is too bad!"

Wu also naturally refuted Yomu's suggestion that he couldn't use his brain, but they couldn't think of a suitable reason for a while, just like before, the problems were really one after another.

But let's not mention Wu Ye's headache here, and in Gensokyo on the other side, it also caused a lot of impact.

"Wow-wah-Zi, you are finally here, woo-woo-"

"Yuyuko, what's going on?"

Zi, who hurriedly got out of the gap, saw a scene that gave her a headache at a glance. She saw that the undead princess, who was supposed to be graceful and elegant, was rolling on the ground like a rascal.

Rolling is also an art. Watching Youyouzi rolling, crying to Zi that she can still grab the snacks on the side and stuff them into her mouth. The crying is also full of rhythm, crying three times. Mouth, very regularly.

"Yuyuko, what happened?"

It's true that Yakumo Zi is protecting her shortcomings, but you cry so insincerely, she can't even get angry for her.

"Purple, don't you know?"

While weeping, it was hard for Yuyuko to spare time to be curious:

"Didn't you see the gap?"

"do not know."

Zi Yakumo murmured silently in her heart. Her intervals were observation, not surveillance. If she could really record what happened in every corner of Gensokyo, what else would her Shikigami do?Wouldn't it be nice to hibernate with those nine tails wrapped around them?

"Just now, Lan happened to go out, so..."

When she said this, Yakumo Zi couldn't help but feel 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, she is basically completely blind to the control of Gensokyo, so she really doesn't know what happened. If she wants to know, can she come here in such a hurry?

"Woooo-"

Not knowing whether she was speechless at Zi's behavior, or disappointed at the shattering of her previous thoughts, Yuyuko cried even more sadly. She picked up a wooden board and handed it to Zi, saying tearfully:

"My little Yaomeng is gone, wow--"

"Yao, Yaomeng is gone?"

The corner of Zi's mouth twitched, what kind of statement is this?She took the wooden board in Youyouzi's hand in puzzlement. It was an old and out of shape wooden signboard that could be crushed into scum if it was lightly squeezed. There were three words written on it in blurred handwriting——

Westward Demon.

Chapter 13 The Name of the Yokai Sage

"what is this?"

I looked at the wooden sign in my hand several times, but with Yakumozi's eyesight, I couldn't see anything special about this wooden sign: