Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

On the other side, Chu Luye sent Conan away, turned back to the house, and ran into Mandrill who came to look for him.

Mandrill opened his mouth.

"...Just now, I'm sorry, this is an apology for you."

He handed out a butterfly folded from a sycamore leaf.

The butterflies on sycamore leaves that have turned yellow rest quietly in his hands, as if life has passed away with the advent of winter.

Chu Luye took the butterfly.

The moment he touched his finger, the withered yellow sycamore leaves suddenly turned into emerald green, as if the life that had passed away was reinfused at this moment, and the butterfly's wings trembled.

Chu Luye was startled, and withdrew his hand.

He looked up at Mandrill.

Mandrill's expression was very flat, as if he had expected this scene a long time ago, quietly watching the unaccepted butterfly flutter its wings, stretch its body, and flew up gracefully from his hand.

The butterfly fluttered its wings and danced around Chuluye.

As if to remember Chu Luye's smell or color, it would approach Chu Luye from time to time, touch Chu Luye's cheek, and then fly away, touch Chu Luye's hair tip, and then fly away.

And Mandrill's gaze stayed on the butterfly, and with the butterfly, it landed on Chu Luye's cheek, and then moved away; it landed on Chu Luye's hair, and then moved away.

Chuluye didn't notice Mandrill's gaze.

The moment the butterfly spread its wings and flew up from Mandrill's hand, his eyes were attracted by the flying butterfly.

It wasn't until the butterfly got close to his eyes that it seemed to want to land on his eyelashes that he couldn't help but tilt his head and narrowed one eye.

The eyelash touched by the butterfly trembled, as if a second butterfly was spreading its wings.

"……three."

Mandrill suddenly whispered.

Chu Luye bent his fingers, let the butterfly stop on his hand, raised his head and asked in a daze, "What?"

Mandrill whispered too softly, and Chu Luye couldn't hear what he was saying.

"I, cough...it's nothing."

As if reminded by Chu Luye's question, Mandrill suddenly realized what he was saying just now, turned his head unnaturally, and added:

"I mean, I can give you three of these butterflies, and you can keep them well."

"This is an immortal method, which can ward off evil spirits."

"……Okay, thank you."

Chu Luye accepted the butterfly with some doubts.

He felt that Mandrill's answer was a bit strange, as if the last sentence didn't originally mean that.

But he didn't understand what the "three" could mean, so he could only say thank you, and put the dead leaf sycamore butterfly that had faded from its green color into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"Let's go and find the emperor."

Mandrill turned around and said as if he had nothing to say.

"Ah."

Chu Luye suppressed the doubts in his heart, and quickly shifted his attention to the upcoming conversation.

He must know what happened to everyone during this time.

In the living room, Zhong Li was sitting on the sofa, as if he knew that Chu Luye was coming to him, and put on a posture that he was ready to talk.

Seeing Chu Luye approaching, Zhongli smiled and nodded to him, counting it as a greeting.

Chuluye also nodded to Zhongli.

However, he walked straight over and sat opposite Zhongli.

Zhong Li was slightly startled.

Mandrill was also stunned.

He stopped and looked around, not knowing which way to go.

Chu Luye sat opposite Zhongli, originally intending to make this conversation more formal, but he did not expect such a situation to arise.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Chu Luye hesitated for a moment, got up and prepared to change positions.

However, Zhong Li stood up one step ahead of him and walked to his side.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Zhong Li asked with a smile.

It was as if he was not talking to a familiar friend at home, but asking a stranger if he could share a table with him in a sunny café.

Chu Luye couldn't help but bend his eyes at this little joke.

"Please."

He stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture.

Zhong Li nodded solemnly:

"thank you very much."

He lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down on the sofa calmly and uprightly.

The atmosphere eased naturally like this.

Mandrill heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, and was about to stand behind the sofa.

"Come here, let's go."

Chu Luye bent his eyes and invited Mandrill.

He patted the other seat next to him.

It seemed that a butterfly flapped its black wings in front of his eyes.

Mandrill paused, turned his head, and replied in a muffled voice, "Okay."

He walked over and sat on the other side of Chuluye.

"So."

Chuluye's expression became serious, and he turned to look at Zhongli.

"You guys, do you have something to hide from me?"

Zhong Li paused for a moment when he heard this, and looked past Chu Luye who was looking at him, and looked at Mandrill on the other side.

Mandrill tilted his head guiltily, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Dijun."

Chu Luye showed disapproving eyes, moved his body, and blocked Zhongli's view of Mandrill.

"tell me."

He rarely used an imperative sentence to Zhongli to express his dissatisfaction.

Zhong Li withdrew his gaze and looked at Chu Luye's dissatisfied black eyes, with a helpless expression on his face.

"It's just a failed birthday project."

"birthday……?"

Chu Luye blinked, a little unbelievable and a little dazed.

He thought for a while and asked cautiously:

"Whose?"

"nature……"

"is yours."

This sentence was taken by Mandrill.

He looked at Chu Luye, and the expression on his face had returned to normal.

"The same is true for the sycamore butterfly. It was originally my birthday present for you."

Zhong Li nodded and took over the conversation in a natural tone.

"We originally thought that your birthday would be just around the corner, so we secretly prepared celebrations and gifts for you... That alcoholic poet also used this as an excuse to secretly get the spirits here."

No wonder Wendy got so drunk all of a sudden.

Chu Luye finally understood the reasons for some of the violations, and secretly sympathized with Wendy again.

But this does not prevent him from grasping the most important part of Zhongli's words.

"thought?"

Chuluye repeated.

"There are some other reasons involved."

There was some helplessness in Zhongli's tone.

"Can't, say?"

Chuluye said in a daze.

"No," Zhong Li shook his head, showing a gentle smile, "But before that—although the celebration is gone, you can accept our gift first."

As Zhong Li spoke, he took out a jade pendant with square rock patterns printed inside.

"Originally I wanted to pick out some exquisite items in the market as gifts for you, but unfortunately, the pay for working during this time is not enough to buy the accessories I fancy."

Zhong Li said with some regret.

"In a hurry, I had no choice but to use rock elements to create such a small gadget, and asked someone I knew to inlay it to make such a pendant."

"I hope you don't dislike it."

Zhong Li slightly bent his eyes and smiled.

"……how come."

Chu Luye still couldn't believe it.

He took the pendant from Zhongli, shook his head again and again to show that he would never dislike it, and treasured it together with the sycamore leaf butterfly of Mandrill into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"That's fine."

Zhong Li smiled and nodded.

He looked at Chu Luye's pocket, and suddenly there was a little narrowness in his eyes.

"You might be able to hurry up and get a bigger pocket, though."

"what……?"

Chuluye showed a blank look.

At this moment, a huge hole in the starry sky suddenly appeared in the open space of the living room.

A bunch of messy things were spat out from the hole.

Mona jumped out of the hole immediately after these things were spit out.

The girl with dark blue double ponytails complained loudly into the phone with an angry expression on her face:

"Hurry up and take your things back, don't pollute my great astrologer—Mona's teleportation spell with something next time!"

"Mona?"

Xiangling, who just came out of the corridor on the other side, poked her head out when she heard the sound.

At a glance, she saw her new trial dishes that were well preserved by Mona among the piles of things on the ground.

"Wow! You helped me keep them so well! I thought I was going to redo them!"

Xiangling held up the plate of new dishes with emotion.

Mona suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Small, it's a piece of cake, after all, I'm the great astrologer Mona!"

"Yeah, Mona is the best."

Xiangling nodded again and again, sincerely agreeing.

Then she turned her gaze to Chuluye who was at the side.

"Traveler! Come and try it, this is a new dish I developed specially for you!"

Xiangling put the plate of dishes that had gone through ups and downs in front of Chu Luye, and thoughtfully attached a pair of chopsticks.

Chu Luye lowered his head and looked carefully, but couldn't tell what the dish was made of for a while.

...After all, facing a whole plate of dark dishes, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the various ingredients that make up this dish.

He held out his chopsticks and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, the taste of this dish is very good. In the cool and smooth taste, there is also a wonderful coolness and sweetness.

"I added squid ink to this dish for flavor."

Xiangling smiled and said: "This is actually a plate of jelly, inspired by a picture that Mona was watching recently, you can stir it with chopsticks to see."

Mona whispered from the side: "That's called anime."

Chu Luye then made a stir according to his words.

The black jelly was immediately turned up with a layer of shiny powder as he stirred it, spinning and floating on the surface of the jelly, like stars in the night sky.

...Hatsushino seemed to have guessed what that anime was all of a sudden.

He raised his head to look at Xiang Ling.

Xiangling smiled and said, "I hope travelers will always remember that these stars will always be with you after eating this plate of jelly."

Chuluye couldn't help softening his expression.

"Thank you."

"Don't worry about the future, traveler."

Mona followed Xiangling's words, and said seriously: "As a special gift for your birthday, I will do another fortune-telling for you."

"In the name of the astrologer Mona, I assure you that your future must be bright."

"……thanks."

Chu Luye no longer knew what else he could say besides these words.

To him, this day, although not his birthday, is already better than his birthday.

However, the gift is not finished here.

Diluc turned around from the inner corridor with his hair tied up, and was slightly taken aback when he saw so many people sitting in the living room.

"There are already so many people here? It's okay, do you want to drink something, traveler, don't worry about the price of the drink, I still have a little bit of business talent."

While talking, he magically found a complete set of bartending tools from a pile of strange things thrown by Mona——

and a few bottles of juice.

Diluque, who was dressed in a white vest and bartender uniform, slightly raised the corners of his mouth at Hatano.

"Although it is limited to non-alcoholic drinks, but... today's menu is up to you."

As soon as Di Luke finished speaking, before Chu Luye could react, the door of the living room was knocked hard several times.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

There was a sound of the door lock turning, and the door opened, revealing Dadalia with a bright smile on his face behind the door.

—and a huge live fish in his arms.

"Check this out, buddy! I've finally caught your gift!"

Dadalia laughed.

Unwillingly, the fish in his arms flicked its tail a few times, but failed to break free from the grip of a soldier, so it could only be hugged into the living room by him all the way.

"puff."

Wendy, who just came out from inside, couldn't help laughing when she saw such a funny scene.

Dadalia looked at this unreliable bard who taught people how to shoot arrows, and raised his eyebrows a little uncomfortably:

"What, do you have an opinion?"

"No, no, how dare I have an opinion."

Wendy waved her hands again and again, but her words always seemed to make people feel bad.

Zhongli looked at Wendy and sighed, shaking his head: "Do you still remember to prepare gifts for travelers?"

"This is..."

Wendy dragged her voice to think, and hammered her palm under Zhongli's gradually becoming dangerous sight, as if she had a sudden flash of inspiration, she proposed his gift:

"Just send you a breeze, traveler!"

"breeze?"

Chuluye was a little puzzled.

For a moment, he couldn't imagine how the breeze should be sent.

"Don't underestimate this breeze."

Wendy blinked her eyes playfully, and the little faded braids on her cheeks lit up.

There was a light breeze blowing in the living room from the open door.

This wisp of wind blew over the green plants by the door, the corner of Dadalia's clothes near the door, and the overhead light on the ceiling, and finally circled around Wendy's fingers, turning into a faintly glowing green The feathers fluttered lightly on Wendy's palm.

Wendy leaned slightly, hung her feathered hand over Chu Luye's head, and closed her eyes half-closed in a rare manner.

Chuluye looked up at him.

Wendy said softly: "May you be with the wind, and you can find that tiny turning point whenever you want."

He flipped his wrist and put his fingertips lightly on Chu Luye's forehead.

The bright green feather flickered slightly, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into Chu Luye's hair.

Chu Luye only felt the breeze sweeping across his temples.

He reached out and touched it, but couldn't find anything.

Wendy smiled at him: "The wind will bless you."

Then he turned his head and looked at Di Luke expectantly.

"What's on the menu today?"

Di Luke took a look at Chu Luye, and snorted: "Alcoholic drinks are not served."