The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Just when Laiguang and Takeya got into a fight over trivial matters and attracted more people to stop and watch, a gust of wind chime-like sound stopped the two of them.

"What, I thought someone's child was making noise here again, but I didn't expect it to be Genji's samurai-sama, after all, he's still a brat."

Seeing an outsider intervening, Wu Ye and Laiguang stopped at the same time in tacit understanding, looked up, and saw that the visitor had long hair fluttering, and was dressed in expensive clothes that could not be seen, with a folding fan in his hand covering his face, his talking eyes were full of tears banter.

"Who are you?" For no reason, the first moment Laiguang saw the other party, a kind of inexplicable unhappiness rose from the bottom of his heart, especially after the other party saw the embarrassing side. was infinitely magnified.

"Really, didn't the samurai still complain about Yu just now?" With a snap, the folding fan was put away, and the face under the cover was proudly displayed in front of the two of them, and Wu Ye was immediately stunned.

Of course, he was stunned not because of the outstanding appearance of the other party, but because of this person...

"Yu?" Lai Guang was startled, and then the disgust on his face became even worse: "So, it's you, the guy who chose this strange place."

Wu Ye glanced at Lai Guang, his eyes and tone were completely weird: "You know each other?"

"Of course I know, after all, she is the only woman in Kyoto who can show her face like this." Laiguang's words were full of irony.

"..." So you're excluding yourself?Wu also complained silently.

With a cold snort, Lai Guang introduced with a look of disdain: "This is the daughter of the Grand Minister——Xia, that guy who is rumored to fascinate the noble young masters in the capital, is more like a vixen than a vixen." Snakes always cunningly hide their true nature."

"Children always like to say that things that can't be eaten are sour. The imposing samurai is really narrow-minded. Also, when calling Yu, please be sure to add Ji (ひめ), otherwise others will I think you are very rude, Your Highness Raikou." Xia responded unceremoniously with an eye for an eye.

"You...huh!" In terms of the sharpness of words, Lai Guang couldn't keep up with Xia Ji even if he hit a horse.

"Okay, I've been gossiping for a long time, let's invite the two of you to talk inside." Xia Ji turned sideways to get out of the way, rolled up her long sleeves and half covered her face: "Don't worry, today's singing and dancing The curtain call is over, but there are still two pots of good tea left."

Lai Guang didn't appreciate it at all, he threw the back of the other's irritable head and strode past Xia Ji, but Wu Ye stayed for a while.

"Oh, sir, is there anything else that Feiyu hasn't explained clearly?"

"No, that's not true, I just want to say—" Wu Ye stopped in front of Xia Ji, stared at her for a long time, and then said something completely illogical to her ears.

"Nanshengya, you really don't suit black hair at all, this style of Yamato Nadeko doesn't suit you at all."

"……what?"

Xia Ji blinked unconsciously, and stood there in a daze for a long time, but didn't understand what Wu Ye meant by what Wu Ye said. By the way, is this guy an idiot?I even got my own name wrong!

……

Following the waiter, the three of them were led to a quiet small room. They never thought that there was such a completely opposite place hidden in the noisy and bustling streets.

"Anyway, sit down first, both of you." Xia Ji served tea for the two of them in person, and didn't say a single unnecessary word during the process, which made Wu Ye's heart shudder.

It's not always easy for him to stare at each other. Anyway, he has already seen Minamoto Raimiko in the same version. Now it is quite normal to have another Xia Ji who is exactly like Danshenggu. He will not make a fuss about such trivial things. .

First the samurai Tushou, then the merchant Fukashi, and now is it the turn of the aristocrat Danshenggu?Even if all of these are unconnected coincidences, but in this order...

Suddenly, Wu also had a stomachache.

Silence is today's tea ceremony, the three of them sat quietly waiting for the arrival of the Lord, maybe more than ten seconds, maybe a quarter of an hour, finally there was some movement outside the quiet door.

"I'm really sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long. There was a little trouble on the way." The boy in plain and long gown pushed the door open and apologized to the three of them with an apologetic face.

Wu Ye, who saw the boy's face clearly, was a little shocked: "Yuji? When did you..."

"Oh, are the young master and the guardian acquaintances?" Xia Ji turned her body sideways, rolled up her long hair and said, "Yu asked him to do it. As a cover, isn't the identity of a businessman appropriate?"

"I didn't expect to see you here, Aaron, what a coincidence, but let's talk about the past later—" Yuji stepped aside, knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Everyone, Mrs. drive to."

Unanimously, both Laiguang and Xia Ji got up from their seats at the same time, and came to the two sides of the door to salute, only Wu Ye stayed where he was, staring closely at the direction of the door.

The man who came after Fukui walked lightly but dignifiedly, covered his face with layers of gauze but could hardly conceal his aura, was dressed in twelve single clothes, tied a quiet bell around his waist, and had a pair of brilliant eyes that did not belong to him. The clarity of this era.

Even if the behavior of the person in front of him is full of strange extraordinaryness and nobility, even if you think about it carefully, it is impossible for the two to have any connection at all, everything is just a coincidence.

But even so, Wu Ye's heart was still filled with the urge to sigh.

That wasn't dissatisfaction with the existence of Priestess Ji, but the paradoxical feeling when he actually saw the scene that he had already guessed.

Although there is no necessary connection among them, the person who can make this guy who is exactly the same as Tushou serve so willingly——

It really is you, Rokka.

Chapter 81 The True Eye of the Holy King

Hypothetical, just hypothetical, if someone yells that club activities have started now, there will be no sense of disobedience.

"Say something, just looking at my words doesn't make any sense, right?" Since the maiden princess took her seat, the other party's eyes were fixed on Wu Ye, but she didn't say a word, which really made him very upset. do not adapt.

Especially this princess maiden still has a six-flowered face, and it's fine if Wu Yao couldn't hold back and slapped Laiguang on the forehead. Clean yourself up first.

"What a wonderful person." With a bit of doubt, Ji Miko's childish voice was exactly the same as Liuhua: "It's still rare that you can't see any future from you."

"..." Oh hoo, I don't understand at all, do people in the capital like to talk like this and make it so cloudy?

Probably understanding Wu Ye's embarrassment, Xia Ji explained: "Her Majesty Ji Witch has a pair of special eyes. These eyes can distinguish good from evil, loyal and evil, and see through the other party's past crimes and future achievements."

The corner of Wu Ye's mouth twitched: "Could it be, the true eyes of the evil king?"

"Evil? No, no, big mistake," Xia Ji glanced reproachfully at Wu Ye, and Xia Ji said respectfully, "Her Majesty Ji Witch possesses the True Eye of the Holy King, which is enough to be a blessing to the world."

"The real eye of the Holy King? I see, but it can only see the past and the future? Can't you put a laser or something? biubiu~"

"...Yu now understands why Raikou wants to cut off your head so much, Master Guardian."

"Shut up!" His stern gaze swept across the two people who were completely different, and Laiguang, who was on the right side of the maiden, asked the maiden in the main seat: "If so, Your Majesty, will this person wait for me?" create a threat?"