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.    Chapter 22 Warm Day

    Rabbit closed his eyes tightly, praying silently in his heart for something to happen - then he heard a "sudden" sound, and Rabbit knew that this was definitely the sound of a knife.  For a moment, my mind went blank, and then I felt my body become lighter - as if I was flying.

    "Am I dead?" the rabbit thought - and then fell to the ground with a "Peng" sound.

    "Okay, let's go. If we make trouble next time, it won't be that simple." I chuckled at her twice, then rubbed her drooping ears and opened the back door of the kitchen.

    "You let me go?"

    The rabbit moved its body and found that it had no arms or legs.  The artistic rope tied to his body was completely cut off.  Then he asked, slightly surprised.

    "Lucky Rabbit?" I asked: "Is this your alias?"

    "Yes." Rabbit nodded.

    "Then, give me a little bit of luck." I lifted her bangs and put them against her forehead.  Stay in this state for a few seconds.

    "Huh?" Rabbit didn't react for a moment.  By the time I let go of her, the rabbit was almost unsteady.

    "So, goodbye, cute little bunny." I said.

    The rabbit walked towards the door in a daze.  Turning his head, he looked at me still standing there.

    I waved to her and threw a cardboard box over.

    "Eh? This?!"

    "The latest game your master ordered from me. Take it back on the way."

    "18x, a real girl" Rabbit was a little speechless.

    "Goodbye, little rabbit." I said and closed the door.  The sound of "Peng" made the slightly overwhelmed Rabbit react.

    "A little disappointed" Rabbit sighed softly, and then returned to his usual smiling face.

    ¡°Forget it, don¡¯t think too much.¡±

    "Is Mr. Wright here?" At this time, another voice came from the door, and Reimu Hakurei appeared in a red and white miko uniform.

    "Hi, Reimu." Marisa, who was holding a pair of chopsticks and shaking her legs while tapping the bowl, said hello to Reimu.

    "Huh? Isn't the store manager here?" Lingmeng asked.

    "I'm cooking inside." Marisa replied.

    "Oh - then Mr. Wright, please make one more portion!" Lingmeng shouted to the kitchen.

    "Eh? It's very troublesome." I said as I opened the door curtain.

    "What are you eating today, Xianglin?" Marisa asked with a smile.

    "Originally, the reservation was to make rabbit hot pot. But because I felt soft-hearted, I let go of the rabbit. Now I just make some ramen and eat it."

    "Eh? Xianglin, you can't do this. You can't fill your stomach with compassion. You might go bankrupt because of it. If I don't have any money, at least I'll still have mushrooms to eat. Xianglin, if you don't have any money, you can only  Starving."

    I ignored Marisa¡¯s nonsense.  I said hello to Reimu: "You are very energetic today, Reimu." I asked her: "Are you here to buy tea? Please wait for breakfast."

    "That's right, the tea at the shrine is almost gone. I'm going to trouble you again this time." After saying that, Reimu also sat next to Marisa.

    "Do you want to pay on credit again?" Although I had almost guessed it, I still asked.

    "Because no one comes to worship at all." Reimu said matter-of-factly.

    A few weeks ago, after the new Scarlet Devil Mansion was completed, half of the fairy maids participated in the reconstruction of the Hakurei Shrine.  After accumulating a lot of work experience, the fairy maids quickly completed the reconstruction of the shrine in only three days.  After that, Reimu finally got rid of the kind of life where one family had a job after another.  I went back to living in my money box.

    Although according to Lingmeng's instructions, this new money box is gilded and inlaid with lust, and it is extremely gorgeous.  But there were still no visitors at all.  Life at the shrine is still extremely poor.  However, Cuixiang once suggested that if it didn't work, take out the money box and sell it for rice.  As expected, he was beaten up by Reimu.

    "Where's Cuixiang? Did you go out drinking again?" I asked.

    "Who cares about her?" Lingmeng's voice was full of resentment.  She must have not forgotten that Cuixiang wanted to touch her treasure and stuff it into the cash box.

    I chuckled lightly and said nothing.  The girls in Gensokyo have more or less such strange obsessions.  It's very baffling.

    &nbAfter a while, I brought out two bowls of ramen.  Marisa and Reimu both cheered and started eating with chopsticks.

    ¡°If it¡¯s not enough, there¡¯s still more in the pot.¡± I said this while taking off my apron.  Throw it on the chair aside.  Then he sat back in his seat, picked up the half-read book, and continued reading.

    The book was borrowed from Hidden Aku, a history book about Gensokyo.  I usually use it to relieve boredom.  It is a vertically typed thread-bound book, so I was a little uncomfortable when I first read it.

    After the two girls finished eating, I asked them to go to the well outside to fetch water and wash their hands.  Then I picked up a can of tea and a can of snacks from the shelf.  He handed it to Reimu.

    "Hey, this is" Reimu looked at the seemingly delicious snacks and hesitated a little: "It seems that I can't afford such high-end snacks. Just the senbei as usual."

    "Well, you should be a little extravagant occasionally, Reimu. As for money, it's not a problem at all. I don't owe such a thing anyway." I said.

    "Thank you very much, Xianglin." After that, Reimu and Marisa left together, not knowing where to go.

    In the morning, I spent the morning alone reading a book.

    At noon, Sakuya came over.  It looks nice in the hand, but it will definitely eat the lunch of a dead person.  and crystal vessels used to preserve blood.

    I didn¡¯t say anything, I cut my wrist open skillfully, and then filled the crystal bottle with blood.  He handed it to Sakuya and said, "Be careful and don't let Fran snatch it away again."

    "I will try my best."

    Speaking of which, Fran's current physical fitness has completely risen to the level of a demigod.  In this state, let alone blood, ordinary food can also be avoided.  But Fran doesn't know why, she always tries every possible means to get some of my blood.

    Therefore, the bottle of blood that served as Remy¡¯s lunch became one of Fran¡¯s targets.  Fran would often mess up the Scarlet Devil Mansion without my participation, but luckily she can now control her strength.  So the most you can do is break a few vases and trample flowers and plants to death.  It won't blow up the entire Scarlet Devil Mansion at once like it did in the beginning.

    And Sakuya and the others also worked hard to ensure that this bottle of blood could be delivered to Remi safely.  He made a vow to stop Sister Fran.

    At this point, the daily competition for the blood of the owner of the Scarlet Devil Mansion has officially begun.  Both sides tried their best to avoid causing damage, and started a fierce battle for this bottle of blood.  If Sister Fran wins, I will have to contribute another bottle of blood.  Sakuya will be punished by wearing a dog costume for a whole day.  Mei Ling will be punished and not given food.  Patch is going to be punished for outdoor exercise.

    So everyone is working very hard.

    "I know." Sakuya said resentfully.  At the same time, he cursed in his heart: It¡¯s not all because you, bastard, dote on the second lady too much.  It was obviously the second lady's mistake, so why were we the ones punished in the end?

    "Actually, Sakuya, you are very suitable for wearing a dog puppet suit. How about I give you a nickname, Inu Pad?"

    "not so good!"

    Sakuya swung the flying knife over and left angrily.

    "Ah ah ah ah. It's true." I casually threw the throwing knife to the edge of the shelf. There was a label on it: sterling silver dagger, five thousand dollars a piece.

    At this moment, I didn¡¯t know why, but I felt a little sorry, and then I took out the letter that I kept close to my heart. In fact, it could be said to be a love letter.

    "Meet in Renzhi tonight." There is no signature on it, and there is no specific time or place.  But anyone can guess that it was written by that guy from Kasuga.  Maybe he felt that he had made enough trouble, so he wanted to reconcile with me - but that day, Lao Bang drank too much in Baiyu Tower, so he didn't read the letter at all!  !  !

    In this way, I missed a good opportunity for reconciliation.  Haruhi, who had been waiting outside Renzongzai until dawn, and was so exhausted that she caught a cold, vowed again that she would never forgive me - especially after she learned that I had gone to a banquet with other girls that day.

    Hahahaha, I¡¯m really sorry.

    ¡°If I said that and joined the group, she would definitely beat me to death.

    So, it¡¯s been a few months since I came to Gensokyo.  The relationship with the other girls from that plane has also returned to normal(?).  He even helped Haruhi exchange her soul with Sasaki's again while she was sleeping, and secretly kissed her by the way.  But the relationship with Kasuga is still in a cold war.What a headache Speaking of which, Yakumo Murasaki did say that she would hold a banquet on the winter solstice.  Let's see if we can invite Haruhi then.  It¡¯s not too late to think of a solution by then.

    I said this, then put the letter away, and then picked up the history book titled The Origin of Gensokyo and started reading it.

    ¡°Store manager, I¡¯m coming in.¡± At this time, a girl¡¯s voice came from outside the store again.  My third customer came today.

    It was a girl with short golden hair. She should not be more than twenty years old. She was wearing a red lace headband, a blue dress with white shoulder straps.  And a red corset.

    She looks very beautiful, just like those blond princesses that are most frequently described in Western books.  Extremely dazzling beauty.  Of course, the girl named Alice Margotroyd¡¯s true identity is the second magician living in the enchanted forest.  Marisa's neighbor.  Patch's love rival (dense fog).

    "Does the guest have any requirements?" I asked with a smile.

    "I've already told you, just call me Alice." She said, while giving me a sweet smile.
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