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    The ongoing feeding action has stopped.

    There is no point in repeating it like this. Fresh entertainment and whims cannot last long.  [com]

    There is not much interest in this area anymore

    "Brother, are there any more?"

    However, Rumia, who had eaten up most of Qin En¡¯s snacks and rations, still didn¡¯t have enough to satisfy her demands.

    "No more, my food storage is almost gone."

    Being a little too obsessed with playing, Qin En shrugged.

    ¡°I accidentally forgot the fact that I also need food.  Maybe if you fly, you can directly find the supply location, and then go to find a doctor to treat your body, which is like a lead filled body

    "This is really bad."

    It's terrible, it's terrible, it's really not good. Like a nagging old man, the young man who keeps talking about these things is stroking the head of the little blond monster lying on his lap while thinking about whether he should fight.  He could eat some game or gamble his will and strength to rush to a place where he could happily get a healthy place.

    But after much deliberation, he still chose the former.

    Although the latter is a good idea, it is also a bit too extreme.

    Because he knew that rushing into the human world in one breath would only cause some bad reactions (either physically or environmentally), he chose to walk bit by bit, although it took a long time to walk to Gensokyo (the jungle and the environment).  hill), but if you fly, you don¡¯t need to waste much time.

    "Hey, I went a little overboard."

    "Is that so?"

    Rumia, whose stomach is not yet completely full, and the depressed-looking young man, are two extremes.

    Rumia leaned under Qin En¡¯s body, which was not very wide, hiding, as if she wanted to bury her body inside.

    There are no evil thoughts or other thoughts. For Rumia, Qin En is a slightly strange person who can give her food, chat with her, play with her, teach her some strange knowledge, and help her in times of crisis.  A being who can also come closer

    At the beginning, Qin En had the same mentality as Rumia, surviving under the protection of Feng Jian Yuxiang. It was not until he learned a skill that he could walk in Gensokyo by himself, with the training and support of the Daiyou, and the  Qin En, who has a special talent, can survive in Gensokyo. Maybe he will be recorded in the History of Qiu Wen at some point and be recorded as a creature with medium to high danger.

    Thinking about it carefully, it is just a revision of the relationship between Youxiang and Qin En - but the other side's thoughts are more simple.

    Having a place to sleep, time to eat, and freedom, this is the idea of ??a little monster. In Gensokyo, the idea of ??a little monster like Rumia who has some special skills.  For example, the somewhat uncontrollable darkness before was one of the major differences between Rumia, a monster, and other monsters.

    The current understanding makes the two people slightly similar.

    "Hey, there are two groups over there who are very conspicuous wherever they go and are harmful to society!"

    Qin En was a little overwhelmed by the sudden clear voice and lines. He tilted his head and looked to the other side - the other side where the third person appeared.

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    "What a difficult ambush location to find. That guy Emiya is really a talent."

    The girl's voice, without any pretense, began to become clearer, and the figure completely appeared in the field of vision. She landed roughly, but the landing did not cause any dust to float. The movements were quick and direct. It was simply used to save time.  Landing method.

    Even the functional feedback of the human body is ignored, and the body's rough decline is not taken into account.

    ¡°Silver-white long hair, red trousers, a white shirt, and incomprehensible spell runes affixed to the trousers, and an unscrupulous tone There is no doubt that this person is unmistakable, it is Fujiwara Meihong.

    "Long time no see, Meihong." The young man who had subconsciously made up his mind to restrain some of his personality did not choose to complain or tease her about her appearance, but just said hello in a normal way.

    Very polite, but also very, very boring.

    "Rumia, I have some left here, take it."

    Ignoring Rumia who said: "Big brother is so cunning.", she gave the remaining inventory to this girl monster whose stomach was almost as big as a dry well without cherishing it at all.  Rumia, who has been waiting like a pet for a long time, doesn't care.The little monster who was digging the hole remembered his position and the previous story, and ran up behind me, waking me up from my daze.

    After all, I still had the smell of corpses on my hands. The whole process was Rumia digging a hole. I found the corpse and stuffed it into the hole Rumia dug¡ª¡ª

    Although, all I found were some residues that were not even enough to make bone soup, and it was difficult to determine the number of people. The whole process was just randomly stuffing the remains into the pit.  After all, there is no local delicacy left for the monsters in this area.

    "You naughty kid, remember to eat clean next time."

    "Yes, Rumia can do it!"

    "Hey, wait a minute, don't be so obedient as to rub mud on your pants!"

    ¡°???¡±

    "All right¡­¡­"

    In the midst of an incoherent chat between one person and one demon, the ceremony was carried out.

    There is no way to dispel the sorrow of those who died unjustly and with resentment, not even a single tribute or consolation.

    There is no light and color, no gorgeous special effects, just those skeleton-like resentful spirits entangled like a spiral, carrying curses and unwillingness, launching a soul attack on Fujiwara Meihong.

    "Annoying." The curse that could make the monk lose consciousness only received such a salty response.

    The movements began to become more and more comfortable. Fujiwara Meihong seemed to have done countless similar or identical behaviors in her life.

    Looking at those souls and feeling the resentful gazes, I was a little speechless, so I just chatted with Lumia about our different opinions on diet.  As for Rumia, don¡¯t expect her to have any understanding or thoughts about this human consciousness.

    "Report directly to the God of Death or Bai Yulou." I don't know whether it was irresponsibility or insensitivity. The talisman in Fujiwara Meihong's hand ignited the fire of resentment, giving simple guidance to this group of dead people who could no longer communicate with normal means.  direction.

    ¡°Both the resentment and unwillingness disappeared, the dead moved towards the two places on that side, and the simple ceremony that lasted for less than a few minutes ended like this¡ª¡ª

    "It's none of my business whether you go to the King of Hell to suffer punishment or whether you go to perform deeds for Xigyouji Youyuko."

    ¡ª¡ªTsk, there is still no way not to do this kind of ritual. It should be done by the monks, Fujiwara Meihong thought in dissatisfaction.

    "What an irresponsible ceremony."

    "Do you think a ceremony with the murderer next to you will be serious?"

    "not at all."

    ¡°Isn¡¯t that enough?¡± Fujiwara Meihong, who lit the cigarette afterward, seemed to think for a moment, then stretched out her hand in my direction.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why, I was sitting on the ground because I was tired, and I didn¡¯t quite understand the meaning of her behavior¡ª¡ª

    "Why are you dazed? I'll take you to the doctor."

    ¡ö¡¾Author's words¡¿¡ö

    This will be it from now on. ¡÷ is the third person, ¡î is the perspective of the protagonist, and ¡ö is my personal addition.

    In addition, I would like to ask, how does my writing in the third person compare to the first person?

    I hope everyone will leave a book review. I am used to using the first person, and the third person feels a little difficult to start with.

    I don¡¯t think it¡¯s a problem to always use the first person There are some places that the first person cannot describe at all.
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