Comprehensive comics: The Supreme Demon

"I'm back!"

The steps were sloppy and weak, Yakumo Cang said as he held the door with dull eyes.

After playing with that crazy neet for who knows how long, under the control of her ability, time is not valuable at all, Yakumo Cang only felt that She was in a daze now, and her mind was filled with switching between different game character screens.

In the end, when she was about to collapse, Kaguya finally let him go, saying that she couldn't break it once, lest she couldn't find someone to accompany her next time. A good person, so the liberated Yakumo Aoi left that horrible place like an escape

"Ah? nobody?"

After relaxing for a while, Yatsun Cang felt a little more comfortable and seemed to vaguely hear a small sound coming from the courtyard behind, so he walked around towards the aisle.

"bar———! Flowers bloom on the ridge! Cackling!"

The voice got louder and louder, why did it feel so familiar.

Turning the corner, what caught Yakumo Cang's eyes was the scene of Zima and Nero playing cards.

"Sorry 370, we won again."

Looking at the three people with different looks, especially Nero who was extra confident at the beginning, Yakumo Murasaki, who has won nine consecutive victories, showed a dark smile.

A few little girls still want to fight with us, they are too young.

"Have you... started playing?"

Although I told Zima this thing early in the morning to relieve her boredom, Yakumo Cang still felt that the painting style was very strange. Zima and Nero were playing mahjong and so on. She couldn't bear to look at it.

"Alas, Cang-chan, welcome back!"

Yakumo Murasaki, who had her back to him, turned sideways to show her perfect face, and her unabashed victory smile was so obvious.

"As long as we win one more game, the power to deal with Cangjiang tonight will be ours."

"What's the meaning?"

Yayun Cang asked doubtfully.

"Our bet with your little girlfriends!"

"Um? It means that without my knowledge, you have deprived me of my personal freedom, right?"

"That's right."

Covering his face to express his speechlessness, Yakumo Cang has already anticipated his fate tonight. He tortured Zima so hard before, and now the retribution has come. It is true that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. Looking up, the sky Spare who!

"Although we can control Ao-chan's time at will, this is indeed more interesting."

During the conversation, they had already started the tenth game. Except for losing the first five games, Yakumo Murasaki won nine games in one breath. It depends on the outcome of this game. Obviously

Yakumo Sora is better than Gil and the others. No, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to win a game in front of the serious Zima, unless you are lucky, but unfortunately no one has the luck attribute.

"Then you play slowly, I want to go to sleep first, I can't stand it anymore."

Extremely depressed, Yakumo Aoi waved goodbye to the girls and threw himself in his room.

………

Originally, Yakumo Cang planned to replenish the lost energy in one breath, but unfortunately reality was not so friendly. After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he was woken up by an itchy feeling on the tip of his nose.

"Well……"

Dazedly opening his dazed (abcd) eyes, Yakumo Cang swatted away the hand wrapped in white silk that was dangling in front of his eyes.

"Zi Mom, stop playing, I said so sleepily."

Turning around, Yakumo Cang muttered. Suddenly he felt the coolness of the quilt being lifted, and then his hand touched a warm body. In a daze, he subconsciously squeezed over there, and Yakumo Cang reached out to hug him. Warm fragrant nephrite in my arms

"So comfortable!"

After a couple of beautiful rubs, he planned to continue sleeping with this perfect pillow in his arms.

Yakumo Purple looked at Yakumo Cang with a smile, who was huddled next to her, and pressed the open quilt behind him for him.

"It's really like a child who won't grow up."

Lifting the golden hair from her eyes for him, Yakumo Purple took a closer look at the Yakumo Aoi who had occupied her entire heart.

"Even if it’s Gensokyo, I can’t compare to you, Aoi-chan, in our hearts."

With her forehead pressed against Yakumo Sora's, Yakumo Purple whispered from close range.

"Good night, Cangjiang!"

………

Yakumo Cang had a dream, dreaming that Zima gave birth to a lovely daughter for him, and the mother and daughter with similar facial features scared him awake.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Yakumo Cang secretly said that it was a dream, otherwise he really wouldn't be ready.

"Cang Jiang, we can't stand it anymore, be gentle... be gentle, it's too hard!"

His face turned dark all of a sudden. Yakumo Cang looked at Zima, who was flushed and muttering bad lines, leaning against him with her eyes closed.

"No... we can't, we're going to die……"

Zima, what the hell are you doing, Meng Kouya!

Quietly getting up from the quilt, Yakumo Cang suppressed his racing heart, stretched out his hand and flicked Zima's forehead with more force.

"Eh?"

Yakumo Purple, who was in pain, woke up in a daze and yawned.

"Oh haha, Ao-chan!"

"Zi Ma, what outrageous words did you say just now?"

"Ah?"

Yakumo Murasaki, who tilted her head and pretended to be natural, seemed to have thought of something. A smirk appeared on the corner of her mouth, but her expression was pretending to be aggrieved.

"Not only does Ao-chan want to bully us in reality, she even doesn't let us go in our dreams."_

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