One head is as big as two. Yakumo Cang really cannot describe in words how big the shadow area is in his mind at this moment.

The tearful Zima on the other side has a completely different painting style. She doesn’t have her usual grace and looks weak.

"Ah……"

Tentatively, he reached out and touched Zima's head. Yakumo Cang suddenly liked this feeling. He felt the smooth golden hair slipping away between his fingers. He felt that he had awakened some strange attribute.

But the next moment, Zima's expression suddenly changed. She pulled his body with one hand and freed him from the tightly wrapped state of the quilt. Before he could take the next step, the door was opened.

"Master Zi……"

As soon as Yakumo Lan opened the door, he saw an exciting scene.

Young Master Cang, who has only one breast left on his body, is being held in the arms of his master. Yakumo Purple, who is wearing a suspender nightgown, has just woken up. The purple skirt is messy, and the suspender on one side has slipped to her forearm. A large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed, and the two seemed to be getting intimate.

"I'm sorry to bother you!"

The nine tails behind Yakumolan froze, and she retreated decisively. After all, she had encountered this kind of thing that would happen in less than two days, and she was no longer as frightened as she was at the beginning.

When she went out, she was quite considerate and gentle. Pulling it up lightly without making any noisy sound.

Then Yakumo Lan walked to the kitchen with a calm face and began to bring out the results he had made, waiting for the arrival of the two"capitalist vampires".

Finally, after the tea had begun to get cold Finally, Yakumo Lan saw Yakumo Shishi suddenly appear, with an abnormal flush of satisfaction on her face, sitting in her own seat.

"Where is Master Cang?"

Lan asked very doubtfully when he didn't see Yakun Cang who followed him.

"Um? Ao-chan may be feeling a little unwell, so she needs to take a rest for the time being."

Bite bit on the soft pastry, Yakumo Purple's lazy beauty can only be seen by her own shikigami. She nodded to show her understanding. Lan was extremely sympathetic to the fact that her young master was in the same position as herself.

Although this kind of thing It seems like"enjoyment", but under the methods of one's own master, it can also feel extremely terrifying.

"Lan, are you thinking of something rude?"

Just coming into contact with Yakumo Purple's sight, Yakumo Blue avoided it as if he was electrocuted.

"Oops, I almost forgot, some of the master's too-shikigami thoughts will be known."

Uneasy Lan, his tail also stopped waving.

"Well, forget it, we are in a good mood now, so we don’t care about your gains and losses."

Surprised that Yakumo Purple took it so easy, Yakumo Blue sighed with relief in his heart.

Although I feel sorry for Master Cang to say this, it is great to have Master Cang here. As Yakumo Purple's number one If you are a provocative candidate, your chances of being"dangerous" will be greatly reduced, infinitely tending to zero. Is n't it too dark to think like this?

Maybe you have an uneasy conscience. Lan carefully observed Yakumo Murasaki who was eating slowly. Seeing that she didn't notice him, he tiptoed towards Yakumo Purple's room.

When she opened the door, she was very careful about her movements, for fear of being discovered.

How could she act like a thief? This was obviously her own home!

She felt guilty for no reason. Lan looked at Yakumo Cang who was lying on the bed with a spoiled look on his face.

Wow! His whole body turned gray! Did his master just do something terrible?

He always looked suspicious.

"Master Cang? Master Cang!"

Telling in a low voice tentatively, Yakumo Cang pulled the quilt on him until - Yakumo Cang turned her head, and her empty eyes shocked her.

"No longer...cannot get married!"

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".ah! What a beautiful day."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Reimu took out the trash and stretched.

I don't know why, but she is obviously a lazy miko, but she is extremely persistent in the cleaning work of the shrine. It seems that as long as there is a little dirt, Reimu will look at it. It's the same as before.

Could it be that he has severe mysophobia?

But it doesn't look like it! Reimu's room is also a mess, just a little better than Marisa.

It's really confusing.

Putting down the broom in his hand, Reimu was satisfied. Extended fist code

"Yoxi, have a good sleep today too!"

The smooth and discernible floor seemed to be able to reflect the figures of people. Reimu looked at the results he had created with satisfaction. Just when he was about to leave, a human-shaped object flew from the sky.

((No, that’s good) Wow wow wow wow……!"

Squinting at the suspicious object, Lingmeng was calculating where it would land. After a series of complex and terrifying geometric calculations, Lingmeng was horrified to find that the landing point turned out to be his money box.

No, I will never let you destroy it!

Filled with soaring energy, Lingmeng quickly picked up the broom he had just thrown away, stood in front of the money box and waited quietly.

The falling figure grew larger and larger in the field of vision, and Reimu seemed to be very happy when he saw Reimu stuffing the money box in front of him.

"Reimu, catch me quickly. This experiment failed again. It’s really unlucky."

It's a pity that this person didn't see something that Reimu was hiding behind, otherwise she would have guessed something."

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