"Do you think you can defeat me with such despicable tactics?"
¡°Isn¡¯t it clear now whether it can or cannot?¡±
Can¡¯t refute.
""
"You can't change the status quo even if you don't speak out. Now, instead of wasting time here, it's better to simply admit defeat. Even if you are a god, there is nothing you can do to save yourself at this point, right?"
Under the eaves, the red and white witches sneered and stared at the black ghosts and gods.
Disturbed by mere human schemes, trapped in a prison from which he cannot extricate himself.
Is it already a desperate situation?
"I can't think of a way to reverse the situation of the battle. Even if I try my best, I can't even pose a slight threat to my opponent."
Dead end.
There is no hope left.
This is not so much a battle as a massacre - it is the punishment of the black ghosts and gods by the manager of Gensokyo, the strongest red and white shrine maiden.
No mercy, no room for mercy.
¡°Damn it!!¡±
Roaring angrily, even so, the black ghosts and gods will try their best.
As a king born in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood, he must make the final charge even in desperate situations.
"it's useless!!"
But she was knocked down in just an instant. On the miko¡¯s raised arm, a blow called despair fell hard.
Snapped!
"Checkmate!!"
The chess piece fell. `
With no room left, the chess game is over.
He scratched his head irritably. No matter how reluctant he was, the ghost had to admit that as long as money was involved, the miko in front of him was indeed invincible.
"One hundred thousand yen agreed upon!"
"I'll give it to you, don't pull my clothes."
He waved open the hand stretched out from the opposite side of the chessboard, and took out the promised gift money with a depressed look on his face.
While squinting at Yakumo Murasaki, who was looking at him with a smile and laughing in the gap, the black ghost stood up.
"Then, today will be"
¡°I won¡¯t give it away!¡±
""
The witch had no intention of retaining him, but was counting the money with a smile.
¡°Obviously, the previous generation was still a dignified lady, making people love her demureness and pity her fate.
But why?
The Hakurei miko of this generation was obviously very cute when she was a child, but she became like this when she grew up.
""
I always feel a little bit unwilling.
"What's wrong? Aren't you leaving? There's no tea for you if you stay."
"¡ª¡ªOne more round."
Gritting his teeth, he took out another hundred thousand.
So, in the next second, Hakurei Reimu's expression changed from indifference to flattery.
With hands that looked astonishingly fast even for ghosts and gods, he rearranged the chess pieces, and at the same time at some point, a cup of hot tea was placed in front of ghosts and gods.
""
This is definitely an education issue, right? absolute?
But it¡¯s clear that Xiandai is a steady and generous ¡®mother¡¯! !
"Okay, okayI don't understand it anyway.`"
Annoyed, he stretched out his hand and started playing chess.
However, just when Guishen made up his mind to kill Reimu's arrogance and win this round. Inadvertently, Yakumo Purple on the side suddenly remembered something and clapped her hands.
¡°Ah, by the way¡ª¡ª¡±
Both people¡¯s attention was temporarily attracted.
"What?"
The ghost and god asked while still thinking about the chess game. His eyes kept moving between the chess pieces. Because he had the energy from the last defeat, he was much more cautious in his actions this time.
After considering three or four moves, I cautiously moved the chess pieces. But, was it the motivation of money? It was as if he hadn't thought about it all at once - but now Reimu's side still had the upper hand.
"Youyouzi said that she wants to hold a tea party, are you interested?"
Hearing this, Reimu instantly showed a longing expression, but within half a second it turned into a lazy look that was troublesome.
" However, her position is different from Reimu's - although she is a Hakurei miko and it is difficult to get involved but she isIt¡¯s different.
"a tea party?"
"Well, you are still not interested in elegance?"
The same goes for Yakumo Murasaki in front of her.
When we first met hundreds of years ago, he was still very polite and polite.
But is it because they have become familiar with each other over the years? I don¡¯t know when, but I no longer feel comfortable not making fun of myself.
"It doesn't matter if I'm not interested."
The ghost sighed deeply and raised his head. He already had the appearance of a human and glanced helplessly at the monster in the gap over there. Then, he said pointedly.
¡°But it¡¯s not appropriate for me to go, right?¡±
"which aspect?"
"In all aspects."
¡°If nothing else, just the fact that I am a male is very troublesome.
¡ª¡ªAfter all, even though it wasn¡¯t originally, what he inherited now originated from Susano¡¯o. He can barely be regarded as half of Suzhan Mingzun. Even if he has a human form, he can only be male.
Participating in Youyouzi¡¯s banquet is too embarrassing no matter how you think about it.
"Well, as promised in advance, there may not be as many attendees as you think."
"Um?"
¡°After all, it¡¯s not a lively event, it¡¯s just a gathering of a few old people.¡±
As if she knew what he was thinking, the slanted gaze did not contain teasing. On the contrary, it seems to imply something.
Looking at him like that, even a guy like Guishin who is not well versed in the world of people probably knows that the other party should take this opportunity to say something.
"Okay, that's all for this reason."
The ghosts and gods agreed.
Reimu looked at them with lazy eyes and sighed as if it was troublesome.
"Hey, I said you twodon't cause any trouble for me, okay?"
It was clearly a threatening tone If other youkai heard the miko here speaking like this, they would probably be frightened to death, right? However, the two people here laughed.
Then, just like what he often did when he was very young - the ghost reached out his hand and wanted to rub Reimu's head.
"However, the latter is different from when he was a child. He used the words 'If you dare to do that, I will kick you out?' ¡¯ His gaze stopped the ghosts and gods.
"Okay, okay, of course?"
Yes.
You can be sure of this.
?? Ghosts and gods will not do anything detrimental to Reimu.
¡° For dozens of generations, the Hakurei shrine maidens have been watched over by their growth and death. I don¡¯t know when the ghosts and gods have become what they are today.
Come to think of it, the same goes for Yakumo Murasaki over there, right?
"Yes, yes~"
Smiling, he narrowed his eyes and covered his face with a folding fan he got from somewhere.
Although it always looks like he is planning something, butif it concerns Reimu, you can rest assured, right?
perhaps.
"Checkmate!"
Snapped! Without paying attention, he fell into Reimu's quick chess trap again.
Looking at the chessboard that turned into a mess due to a moment of negligence, the ghost smiled bitterly and patted his head.
"Okay, okay, I lost again."
¡°Gift money, gift money!¡±
"Yes, yes~"
Leave the money and stand up.
This time, it¡¯s really time to go back.
"In terms of time."
"Just next week - Reimu can come if she wants to, right?"
"I'm not interested in monster gatherings."
"Really, that's a pity."
"You guys"
Sighing, he and Zi left the room.
While closing the Japanese-style door, turn around together.
"Is this okay?"
"That's good." [²¨OKID=3name="Master of the Clouds"]