The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Hey, that's it. You can't go back, Takeya. How should I put it? Congratulations."

"Hey, you just came to gloat on purpose! Fake Kaguya!"

"Who is the fake?"

In the luxurious room at the innermost side of Eternal-tei, surrounded by many mansions, Takeya and Kaguya met again.

After some pointless exchange of opinions, Kaguya gave up trying to make trouble for Takeya, and turned to other topics.

"I've been so bored lately."

The ruined house-type Kaguya, who was staring intently at the mobile phone in her hand, turned over on the ground like a salted fish, then fidgeted with her two little feet and complained casually:

"Although there is no need to worry about problems on the moon, life without a sense of crisis is boring."

"Are you a jerk?"

Takeru already knew from Yakumo Murasaki why Kaguya was hiding in the Lost Bamboo Forest, and he also knew the truth about Kaguya's "ascension" thousands of years ago.

The other party was a sinner who took the "forbidden medicine", the medicine of Penglai, like Meihong. She was exiled on the ground and fell in love with the free lifestyle here, so she refused to return to the Moon Capital.

This is the reason why Kaguya has been hiding in the Lost Bamboo Forest for thousands of years. Even with the last false moon, it was also a helpless move because she was worried about being discovered by the messengers of the Moon Capital.

"By the way, aren't you a princess? Isn't it better to live in fine clothes and fine food on the moon than to live in hiding?"

"of course."

Kaguya looked at Takeya and explained slowly:

"Although the Moon Capital is luxurious, if you want to live there, it's better to live on the ground."

"Yeah?"

Takeshi couldn't understand Kaguya's state. After all, he had received an ordinary civilian education since he was a child. He couldn't feel the fatigue unique to such a true "upper class society" at all.

"The City of the Moon is the purest place. The people of the Moon all regard 'purity' as a necessary part of their lives. On the contrary, the ground is a place full of filth to them, so I was originally exiled to Punishment is what happens on the ground."

Speaking of the unpleasant past events, Kaguya did not feel too much regret, but instead felt a little lucky:

"If I think about it now, it's great to be exiled. Thanks to this, I know that the ground is so much more comfortable than the moon."

"That's right. If we were as powerful as you, we could do whatever we wanted on the ground."

"Do whatever you want? Huh, are you kidding me?"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not."

Kaguya looked at Takeya like he was an idiot:

"Didn't I just say that? The people of the moon have regarded 'purity' as a part of their lives. As long as the capital of the moon maintains the characteristics of 'purity', the people of the moon will be immortal. But once the people of the moon Tie-dyed 'filth'."

"What will happen?"

"Ordinary people of the moon will simply disappear, but for people like me, the most they will do is lose their power due to being contaminated with filth."

Kaguya shrugged, lowered his eyes and said:

"So, what you said about being able to do whatever you want on the ground is absolutely impossible. When I was just exiled to the ground, I was no different from an ordinary girl."

"It's a shame you survived."

There was some admiration in Wu Ye's tone.

If the Kaguya in history is the Horaisan Kaguya in front of me, then it is really amazing that she can use an ordinary girl's body to deal with those big shots who covet her beauty.

"Huh? Is it difficult to survive on the ground?"

Kaguya shook her head disdainfully and said in a very arrogant tone:

"Yong Lin is by my side. If I hadn't been worried about letting those people in the Moon City find out, I wouldn't have used a 'problem' to embarrass those idiots in such a peaceful way."

".Give me back my emotion! You liar!"

Wu Ye complained with a dark face, and then said curiously:

"Wait a minute, didn't you say that the people of the moon would lose their power if they were contaminated with the dirt on the ground? Then why are you still doing it now?"

"Ah, that's for most ordinary people of the moon."

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Kaguya's tone revealed that it was natural and very unpleasant that she was special. Takeru was filled with doubts, but he couldn't think of a reason to refute, so he just continued to listen to her:

"General Moon People will not lose their power immediately after they come to the ground. Instead, they will disappear little by little and finally die. Well, for example, it is like ice cream. It slowly melts in the air. Feel."

"Not to mention your weird metaphor, why do you know about ice cream? Aren't you a thousand-year old antique?"

"How rude. I am a princess. She is much nobler than you people on earth. Don't imagine my living standards with such a barren mind."

While stimulating Takeya with the latest handheld device in a fan shape, the lazy nobility that Kaguya deliberately displayed was simply infuriating:

"If the people of the Moon are exposed to the 'filth' on the ground for a long time, they will inevitably lose their strength, just like me, but there are also special cases, and that is Yonglin."

Speaking of her servant and master, although Kaguya's face did not mean to show off, the meaning of "we are different" from the bottom of her heart was clearly revealed:

"Eirin will not increase or weaken his power depending on whether he is on the ground or the moon. This is probably the level of a god."

"God?"

Takeru was slightly surprised. He had never heard Yakumo Murasaki mention this before:

"Is Miss Eirin a god?"

"What, is it weird?"

"It's very strange."

Wu Ye nodded:

"Aren't gods all races that rely on belief in their existence? I've never seen anyone here believe in Miss Eirin. Is it those rabbits?"

"Eirin doesn't need that kind of thing."

Kaguya's tone sounded interesting and she seemed very proud:

"Although I don't know how to explain it to you, Yong Lin is completely different from the gods you know. The rules of ordinary gods cannot restrain her."

"Why do you always say special, special? Is Ms. Eirin really that powerful?"

Takeru didn't believe it, and he acknowledged Eirin's strength. After all, Hakurei Miko wasn't something anyone could defeat, but he couldn't tell that she was really as strong as Kaguya described.

However, this problem did not bother him for long. The judgment of a person's strength by different people cannot be determined because the objects of comparison are different, so the most reliable way is to unify the benchmark for comparison.

simply put--

"Let's see, Kaguya, let me ask you, who is more powerful, Miss Eirin or Murasaki?"