Fantasyland: Oriental Morning Star

Keiming comforted Yakumo Murasaki, presumably Yuyuko didn't want her to worry if she didn't talk about it.

"Ming, I see. "

Although this comforted Yakumo Murasaki, Keiming felt very troubled about this matter.

A person and a tree have been together for too long, and it can even be said that their lives have been connected. Whoever dies dies with the other.

"I'll talk to Yinghime first, and see if she can arrange a specialist to take a look. "

"The Enma you're talking about?".

Although he had already learned about the Enma named Shikieihime from Keiming's story, Yakumo was still curious about how he got in touch with the Enma.

"Yes, but she seems to have been busy lately, leading troops to fight the Old Hell. "

Speaking of this, Qiming felt very speechless, obviously there is a Hekatia Rabislazuli who can suppress everything, but she, the person who talks about it, doesn't care about what happens below, but runs to go on a tour of the mountains and rivers, or go to Yuedu to find a pure fox to fall in love.

Resentful spirits, monsters, and the god of death, the three parties are probably fighting in the old hell at this time, so Qiming will not put all his thoughts on the god of death sent by the four seasons of Yingji.

"Chaos is inevitable everywhere!".

"That's why we should build Gensokyo, shouldn't we?"

Feeling Yakumo's melancholy, Qiming stood up and stretched out his hand to her.

"Yes..."

Yakumo stretched out her right hand like a princess on the phone, and Keimei pulled her up with a smile.

"Let's go see Yuyuko, she's in a hurry after taking up you for so long. "

Instead of discussing the heavy topic, Keimi joked to Yakumo, and this also got her eyes rolled.

"Yuyuko is not that kind of person. "

...

"Mr. Purple!Mr. Qiming!".

"Ha, just call me Qiming. "

Looking at Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple who was eating pastries outside, Qiming only found out after greeting her that the powerful swordsman, the soul demon was not here.

"What about Your Excellency?".

"Grandpa Youji's words are to prepare dinner, after all, so much time has passed. "

Yuyuko of Seiyuji Temple pressed her face against the table and covered her stomach, apparently because the conversation between the two really made her hungry for a long time.

"Oh, Your Excellency Youji can still cook, then I'm going to have to fight again!".

Hearing that the soul demon could also cook, Qiming immediately became interested. The competition between men is not only in swordsmanship!

After looking at the guidance of Yuyuko of Saigyuji Temple, Kaiming began to walk towards the kitchen. Yakumo Zi silently sat down beside Yuyuko of Saigo Temple.

She knew that Keiming's words might be more of an excuse, and he wanted to devote more time to himself and Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple.

......

"Speaking of which, this courtyard is really big enough..."

Qiming followed the guidance of Yuyuko of Xixing Temple and did not find the kitchen here, but fortunately, the smell of food wafting from Qiming was smelled by Qiming, otherwise he might have to find when to go.

"What are you doing, Your Excellency?".

Looking at Qiming, who greeted him with a smile but was talking nonsense in his mouth, the soul demon twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to stab him.

What do you mean by what you are doing? His stir-fry hand is almost up to speed with the speed of swinging the knife, can't he even see what he is doing?

"Does it smell very fragrant~".

"Because I often take care of the eldest lady, I have developed first-hand cooking skills. "

The soul demon jealous looked at the spatula in his hand intently, and explained the reason to Qiming while stir-frying.

"The competition in swordsmanship is a draw, after all, the treasures I use are all condensed from the merits of my predecessors. "

The soul demon listened to Qiming's explanation silently, but he did not respond. Whether it is someone else's move or not, his soul is jealous of losing, and it is not his character to be entangled in such a trivial matter.

"I think Your Excellency's cooking skills are also very good, why don't we have another fight in this regard?"

Qiming looked around the kitchen, came to an unused stove, and looked at the soul monster with a slight provocation.

“......"

"How?".

"Then according to His Excellency Qiming, let's have a culinary competition. "

"Oh oh oh oh come on!".

Qiming originally thought that a taciturn swordsman like Soul Demon would not accept his invitation, but he didn't expect that he would actually become serious in this situation.

Just after Qiming brought a special armband embroidered with a green dragon pattern, the two men who were already very old competed enthusiastically.

"How do you determine the outcome of a game?".

"Just follow the will of Your Excellency. "

"Then it's up to the eldest lady to decide whose dish is better. "

"Good!".

Qiming didn't think there was anything wrong with letting Yuyuko of Xixing Temple be the referee, and the cooking skills he had cultivated over the past thousand years were confident that he would defeat the soul demon who silently took care of her growth.

......

"I think your brother is a very interesting man. "

Just after Qiming and the soul demon started a bloody cooking competition, Yuyuko and Yakumo Zi, who moved to the Xixing Temple in the courtyard, also chatted.

"He's always been like this, and time doesn't leave its mark on him. "

"Purple, I feel so complicated. "

"Don't think about it if it's complicated, Yuyuko just needs to live happily like this. "

Yakumo took a small snack from the plate and brought it to Yuyuko's mouth at Seigoji Temple.

"Uhhhhhh

Leaning closer to her face and eating the snack, Yuyuko of Seigyoji Temple licked the residue from the corner of her mouth. Before she met Yakumo Murasaki, the only remaining hobby of Seiyuko, in addition to reading books and enjoying flowers, was to taste all kinds of food.

"I want to live with Purple like this, too, but this cherry tree... It has to be sealed. "

Sekyukiji's voice was very small, but she seemed to have forgotten Yakumo's identity.

We're not going to let you die like this. Yuyuko. ’

Pretending not to hear, Yakumo Purple picked up a piece of dim sum again and sent it to Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple. But under the table, which the other party couldn't see, Yakumo Purple tightly grasped the handle of the folding fan.

"Your Excellency's meal and I are ready!

After the two of them talked about some other topics, Qiming's voice came from a distance. He and the Soul Demon both carried a vegetable basket in their hands, and each prepared four dishes.

"Miss, dinner is ready. "