[Comprehensive] The male protagonist is worried about too much money every day

This meeting, or Nura Rikusheng's unilateral loss of the horse, can be roughly summed up in two sentences.

how you?

how old are you?

why you?

why is it you again?

Known as the shadow of childhood, Shenmu Shenwu said that this title is not for nothing.

Even if the power systems of the two are different, the crushing of IQ is a hurdle that can never be overcome.

For example, when Lu Sheng was eating and drinking behind his grandfather, Shenwu had already started to learn the knowledge of Olympiad, and was considering whether to skip a grade.

When Lu Sheng started to learn magic arts and followed Xue Li to make snowballs, Kanna was able to complete the commission alone and earn the first sum of money.

When Lu Sheng failed the exam, Kanna was angry because he made a mistake and forgot to read the perfect score paper for the last additional question...

Other people's children are not just talking.

The childhood shadow crushed by all aspects of strength is really not just talk.

He was a very smart child, but let's become like a god... Wakaca's mother worried more than once, if the future Shinto is at the level of Kanna-chan, what will happen to her half-baked son in the future?

The only consolation is probably that...

The next head of the Shenmu family is not very good.

Often convulsions challenge the limits of human beings...

From this point of view, Wakana withdrew her eyes faintly and looked at the silly boy who finally passed the exam and was discussing with the monsters about holding a banquet.

God is fair, after opening a door for you, there will always be some holes in your head.

Even so, the little milk dog thrived under the doting of his own bear parents, and became a disaster.

As a rare person of the same generation, before Natsume appeared, Lu Sheng was the only object of disaster for Kanna.

After all, these days, in front of the younger generation, the little uncle who is very elder-like has to establish a stalwart image, and his personality cannot be collapsed.

The Kanna in front of Xiong's parents must be a caring little padded jacket, a heart-warming hot stove in winter.

And for peers...

To be honest, Keigo Atobe, the eldest son of the only bamboo horse Atobe family, is a member of the preparatory parent group.

So, when he was brought to Nuliang for the first time and saw Lu Sheng lying limply on the fluffy blanket, Kanna didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, and even faintly wanted to laugh.

Oh, another great nephew.

What he wants is not a nephew, but a fragrant and soft Oududou who can follow behind him and call softly brother!

Then, "Kanna, this is my younger brother."

Little brother!

It was these words that started Lu Sheng's journey of suffering in the future.

For help, what kind of experience is it like to have a good-looking brother who is capable of writing and martial arts, and is so cold that he pleases the elders.

A: You don't have to worry about your homework anymore.

So what if this perfect brother has a brain hole?

Answer: This...you can wish for luck.

Lu Sheng has seen through too many things like being pulled up at three o'clock in the morning to watch the stars and enhance brotherhood.

The first demonized night appeared when I was looking at the stars. At that time, Lu Sheng, who was just a soft and cute rabbit, was still a little bit confused when he transformed into the night form. Where, what am I doing.

This kind of philosophical thinking hadn't stayed in his mind for more than three seconds, because the long hair lying on the back of his head was suppressed by the dumbfounded Kanna.

Not without regret, he sighed, "Ah, the back of the head is not so long."

There was indescribable disappointment in his tone.

Lu Sheng didn't know what to say to ease the faint embarrassment in the air: It's just that the hair is so long, not the back of the head, I'm really sorry.

An ordinary person may feel uneasy, afraid and alienated by this change of a friend.

But as I said before, Shenwu has a hole in his head, a huge hole that ordinary people can't compare to.

To this day, Kanzu is secretly happy. There is a human Lusheng during the day, and a monster Nura at night. If you round it up, you have two younger brothers!

Couldn't be happier!

Lu Sheng: ...Forget it, as long as you are happy.

Not force.

So, after going through countless trials and tribulations, when Lu Sheng came to visit his future enemy alone - Seimei Abe, Lu Sheng had already made plans to kill him.

only……

Why does Seimei have white hair?

Thousands of years later, the feathered fox bred a European and American male model with blonde hair and blue eyes and eight-pack abs!

What happened in these 1000 years?

Why did Seimei even change her race? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻.

What should I do if I find that I seem to have entered the wrong copy after kicking the hall all the way to the door of the boss?

Nu Liang decisively ignored the black clothes, and directly pushed Lu Sheng out during the day, sorry, it was dawn, and he was going to sleep.

Bai Lusheng, who was pushed out to take the blame: ...

This room is full of wounded and the damaged wall and beams...

Looking at the eyes of the Lord who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Lu Sheng swallowed, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and neatly apologized in a fierce tiger downhill style: "I'm really sorry, how much are these? I will Compensation!"

His little coffers were gone.

Seimei Abe looked at this child with the blood of a monster with great interest, closed the paper fan, and generously said that he did not need compensation from Lu Sheng, but only needed his help to complete one thing.

When the child Shenmu Shenwu found him, he asked Lu Sheng to sit behind the screen, pretending to be him, and slowing down Shenmu's pace.

After hearing the familiar name, Lu Sheng's hair exploded all over his body, "No, no, no, you should give me a specific amount of compensation."

In Lu Sheng's eyes, there is no difference between the name Shenmu Kanna and nuclear/weapon.

Qingming smiled clearly, and after vaguely saying a number, Lu Sheng took a breath, "Is it so expensive?"

Nodding affirmatively, "It's just that the vase you broke when you entered the door was an authentic product from the Tang Dynasty personally bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor."

Not to mention the bookshelf made of agarwood from the South China Sea, which is about to give birth to a jade stone...

Poverty limits Lu Sheng's imagination. Although he has a family business to inherit, so far, he is just a Lu Sheng who gave birth to a baby in middle school. With difficulty, he smiled, "I am willing to help you."

Although I feel uneasy, isn't it just cosplay under the heavy debt crisis?He is worthy...

It should be true.

Lu Sheng, holding the masterwork of the great onmyoji, Abe Seimei, imitating the sound talisman, kept giving himself psychological comfort. It's okay, Lu Sheng, you can do it.

Hmph, promising.A faint sarcasm emerged from his mind.

Lu Sheng just exploded into popcorn. If it weren't for you, I would be here now?

Let's talk about the truth, okay?

After saying this, Nuliang, who knew he was wrong, lost his voice several times, and pretended to be dead again.

Lu Sheng: ...

That's it, he's tired.

But at this moment, after being caught performing hard, Lu Sheng angrily threw the imitation symbols, and the garbage and liars lost money!

Made by a master as promised, what about the guarantee of strength?

How should I act in the next play after going through the gang?

Wearing a royal blue kimono, Lu Sheng was wearing a pair of round glasses, like a nerd, staring blankly at Kanna, and he asked after a while, "How did you recognize me?" ?”

You know that even the big tengu who gets along day and night believe it is true, okay?

"odor!"

"what?"

"Lu Sheng, your smell is different from Qingming's!" The little milk dog explained patiently, "You can smell it as soon as you smell it."

Qingming's taste is more calm and peaceful, like a clear spring, moistening things silently, while Lu Sheng's words are more like lemonade with a lot of ice cubes, and it has a faint milky smell, which is very contradictory but Not annoying.

Lu Sheng: "I assume you still know that your race is actually human race?"

"Yes, of course. Shenmu nodded without knowing why, so why do you ask such a question?

【Probably you scared him. 】

Even Saiki Kusuo determined that the person behind the screen was not Abe Seimei through some subtle body movements after 5 minutes.

And looking at the reaction of this little milk dog, it seems that the moment he stepped into the door, he knew everything through the smell.

Although he is called a little milk dog, Qi Mu still hopes that someone will have a little self-consciousness.

The little milk dog who didn't want to hear this silently turned his head to the side and changed the subject, "How did you get here, kid?"

He spoke in an elder tone, which made Lu Sheng feel a stomach ache.

Silently covering his aching stomach, Lu Sheng whispered, "I'm here to work part-time."

"what?"

This is the first time that the little milk dog feels that there is something wrong with the script in his hand. What does it mean to be a part-time job?

A little shyly lowered his head, Lu Sheng said shyly, that is the kind of literal meaning.

His sudden disappearance was not a conspiracy, but voluntary.

As I said before, the Nuliang group is a big force in the Kanto area, but even big families have to eat.

The destructive power of the monsters who have many subordinates, each of whom is an expert at demolishing houses, is probably the house tearing x10 among the three idiots of the sled.

What's even more frightening is that this kind of destructive power can only be regarded as an ordinary level in the Nura group.

The cadre-level big monsters started fighting seriously...

Lu Sheng, who is not in charge of the family and does not know how expensive the firewood is, the first difficulty after taking office as the young master is the financial deficit that can hardly make ends meet.

Different from the exploitationism of the Shenmu family, whose subordinates rush to give money to seek refuge every year, the Nuliang group, as the leader in the industry, will continue to expand the scope and amount of funding when the monster forces are gradually coming to an end !

After every Hyakki Night Walk in a legal society, one has to be careful to avoid major battle damage and reduce repair costs.

In contrast, the biggest worry every day is how to spend the little milk dog...

It was as hateful as Zhou Papi, who had to be defeated.

The author has something to say:

Little Milk Dog: Sorry, you can really do whatever you want with money.

Ling Ye1750 words

Izayoi always thought that the city of his father was the biggest castle, because too many small gangs came to pay tribute and seek shelter.

But from Fairy Lingyue's mouth, Sixteen Nights knew that outside the high city wall there was not only a vaster sky, but also a world of grotesque monsters and an endless sea.

Yan Yanluo hiding in the smoke, the demon sword girl who parasitized on the demon sword and became a spirit...

Too many monsters take strength as their priority and occupy one side.

"What about you, Ms. Mountain Spirit?" With starlight in her black eyes, she was as ignorant as a newborn deer, looking at Ling Yueji who appeared on the osmanthus branch in the courtyard of Sixteen Nights on time when the moon rose. .

"Do you think I'm strong?"

"Yes!" Nodding decisively, Izayoi replied, "You are the most powerful in my heart!"

Gentle, beautiful and powerful, she broke the calmness of her small courtyard like stagnant water.

"……yes?"

On the contrary, Ling Yueji felt a little embarrassed, her ears turned red and she turned her face away, thinking that it was a foul for this child to show such an expression.

Like this, Ling Yueji, who lived in the small courtyard of Shiliuye, would occasionally take advantage of the moonlight and bring some fine wine she had found with a smile, sit on the osmanthus branches and enjoy the moon and drink alone. Night and song.

The girl's sweet singing accompanied by the mellow aroma of wine made Immortal Fairy Lingyue drunk in the moonlight.

Thinking of the more urgent battle report from Xiguo, Ling Yueji interrupted Izayoi's singing, stood up staggeringly, and approached Izayoi.

"Now, let me say, do you want to get out of here with me?"

Sixteen nights blushed for Miss Shan Jing's sudden approach, and shook her pointed ears uncomfortably, raised her head in the quiet fragrance, looked at the slightly sharp face, and couldn't help but help her up.

"Are you leaving?"

After half a year of getting along, Shizaiye, who has been thoughtful enough, has noticed something wrong with Ms. Shanjing in the past half a month.

"Yes." Ling Yueji nodded, and asked again, "Want to go to the sea with me?"

At that moment, the light in Shiliuye's eyes was about to sting Ling Yueji's eyes, but in the next second, like a shooting star appearing in the sky, the light quickly fell until it dissipated and returned to calm.

She tried hard to control her emotions and shook her head slightly.

"Your responsibility is to protect your own people. I am the Ji Jun of a country, and I also have the responsibility to protect my own people."

She is the treasure of this city, and she will also marry a general when she becomes an adult, and she will protect and guard the city together with her husband.

After understanding the persistence in Shiliuye's eyes, Ling Yueji was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled, and rubbed her fluffy head vigorously, it turned out that whenever she was wronged, she would run to her and cry The children have grown up too.

"That's it..." Putting down the empty wine jar, Ling Yueji nodded, hooked her fingers, and signaled Shizaye to come over.

Approaching in a daze, Izayo asked ignorantly, "Why..."

Before she could say anything, Ling Yueji let out a mouthful of evil spirits at the approaching Shiliuye.

Consciousness suddenly became chaotic, and the last memory of Izayoi was a tall and vague figure smiling and waving goodbye to her.

Who is that?

Until the next morning, she slowly woke up to the maid's exclamation.

"Your Highness, why did you sleep in the yard?"

"My God, are you still drinking?"

"Wine?" Grabbing a familiar word vaguely, Izayo tilted his head and saw the empty wine jar on the fence.

Shaking her head fiercely, she felt as if she had forgotten something very important, but when she thought about it carefully, she didn't forget anything.

Until the maid asked cautiously: "Your Highness, why are you crying? Is it a headache?"

Only then did Shizaye realize that she was holding the empty wine jar, crying uncontrollably.

The days passed day by day like this, and Izayoi himself didn't know what he was expecting when he held a pot of sake on the night of the full moon, but this habit was preserved like this.

Anyway, this is not the only quirk of hers.

Until that moonlit night, a frivolous voice came from the wall, "This beautiful Ji Jun, can I ask for a drink?"

Izayoi raised her head, and the blurry figure in her memory overlapped with the tall and handsome man in front of her eyes. She nodded mysteriously, "Of course, if you don't mind."

Everything is so familiar, the monsters who come smelling of alcohol appear every moonlit night, telling the prosperous story of Izayoi hiding outside this high city wall.

The story told by the man who claimed to be the King of Fighting Tooth will never stop.

Until one day, the man stretched out his hand to her under the moonlight, and asked with a smile, "I wonder if this beautiful Ji Jun is willing to leave with me?"

"Of course." This time she replied with a smile.

It's like making a new choice for myself when I woke up at the age of 12 and cried with my wine jar in my arms.

After learning that Douya King was being surrounded by a human fan, Fairy Lingyue left the West Country alone out of curiosity, and came to the human's home to hide her whereabouts.

When she saw those familiar black eyes gently caressing her slightly raised belly, Ling Yueji was a little dazed, so it was this child.

Sure enough, she and King Dou Ya really smelled the same and disgusting, even the girl who was attracted to him the only time was exactly the same.

What a beast.

Then turn around and leave.