The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Damn it, you fake miko, why do you always keep pestering me! If you don't leave, I will punish you Da☆Ze!"

"Who is the fake! Also, this is my line, right! You obstructive magician! Don't interrupt me to solve the mutation!"

On the dilapidated streets of the old hell, the blond magician and the green-haired witch quarreled inconspicuously. Afraid of their powerful momentum, the nearby creatures chose to stay away. Of course, there are exceptions -

"Wow, there was a quarrel in an instant. What are these two guys doing here? Tsk, but the way they quarrel makes people jealous."

The speaker was a blond girl with blue eyes. She was wearing strange exotic clothes. Her brown top had blue and white plaid piping, and she wore a pure white scarf around her neck.

She sat on the old eaves from a distance and watched the two people arguing, her calves wrapped in cute bubble socks swinging back and forth in the air.

"Well, that kind of quarrel shouldn't be a sign of a good relationship, right? It would be really jealous if we became friends after a while."

"What do you want from them, Palsy? You are so jealous. What are you jealous of?"

"Everything in this world."

".Well, I asked a stupid question."

The person who spoke to the jealous girl named Patchouli was another girl with blond hair. No, it seemed inappropriate to call her a girl. After all, the outline of her chest, well, it was really hard to bear the word girl.

Her name is Xingxiong Yugi, and she is a ghost.

Wearing a white shirt with red edges and a blue skirt that looked like a burning ghost, she was there, as if her aura alone was enough to overwhelm everything.

Speaking of which, with her blond hair and red eyes, it is easy for people to confuse her with another guy named Tyrant in terms of aura, but in fact there is a huge gap between them.

Although both seem to be very militant guys, there is a decisive difference in appearance or race between Hoshikuma Yugi and the Flower Tyrant Kazami Yuuka.

That is horns and shackles.

She has blond hair and red eyes, and has a red sharp horn on her forehead, and there are shackles on many places on her limbs. There is only one race in Gensokyo who dresses in such a weird way, and that is the ghost race.

The so-called ghosts and ghosts here are completely incompatible with creatures such as the undead. They are not the dead, but real living beings.

As a clan that is famous among youkai or has a reputation for evil, the Oni clan is characterized by a cheerful nature, a fondness for wine, a belief in power, and a hatred of Onmyoji.

Of course, the last point can be ignored, because Onmyoji no longer exists in this era.

The Oni clan has a glorious history, and the Tengu society that still exists in Youkai Mountain is actually what the Oni clan left behind.

In the distant past, the Oni tribe was a leader-level existence in the monster world. They could use any race weaker than them at will, and the Tengu were once subordinate to the Oni tribe.

Not only in the past, but also now, when the ghost clan is mentioned, both humans and monsters will still be afraid of them.

Although when talking about it, people often classify ghosts and monsters into the same category, but this is actually somewhat inaccurate. The ghosts are a separate race in terms of classification, and they are not exactly the same as monsters. The most obvious feature is——

They cannot be cured.

Yes, the method of defeating ghosts has long been lost, so even the current Hakurei Miko can only defeat monsters. As for ghosts? At most, they would be beaten and let go, or sometimes the beating would be quite laborious.

Even Hakurei Miko is like this, so don't expect others to be able to deal with the ghost clan.

But what is gratifying is that since the ghost tribe was injured in the war a thousand years ago, they have rarely appeared on the ground, and most of them have moved underground.

It's just that the term "traumatized" is something that has been circulated in human society, and there is no clue to confirm it.

The only thing that can be used as a reference is that in the "Shuten-Douji Retreat War" recorded thousands of years ago, the famous general Minamoto Yorimitsu of the Heian period used the famous sword Doji Kiri Yasutsuna to kill Shuten-Douji. However.

Not long ago, a young girl holding a sake gourd was still hungover at Hakurei Shrine, so the legend cannot be believed!

To sum up, the ghost clan is not only powerful and mysterious, but also invincible. If they had not moved underground, the monsters and humans on the surface would have had headaches every day.

"Okay, it's almost time. Let's go play with them, Palsy."

Hoshikuma Yugi holds a huge plate for serving wine in his hands. This plate will not leave his body even during battle, so it will give people a very unpleasant illusion——

After defeating the opponent, it seems that she is despising the opponent, and after being defeated, it seems that she is letting the opponent go. This plate is really a very subtle existence.

"Are you so restless? Yongyi."

Palsy glanced sideways at the fighting spirit beside her. She was not the type who was very interested in fighting. Rather than fighting head-on, she preferred to use provoking methods to confuse her opponents.

"Even if you don't take care of those two guys, they will fend for themselves. It's really jealous."

Pa Luxi said with great disdain that Xiaobai, who just casually broke in without even knowing how scary the old hell was, would end up with a happy ending.

"Haha, don't say that."

Xingxiong Yongyi smiled boldly:

"It would be too boring to watch them die like that. It's rare for people from the ground to come here. How can we not give them a good reception?"

"boring."

Knowing that her ghost friend was a fighting maniac, Palsy obviously had no intention of stopping her, because she couldn't stop her even if she spoke:

"You can go and do it by yourself. I don't want to waste my energy in unnecessary places."

"Hehe, I'll go then. Just be jealous, Paluxi."

"Hey! That's my line!"

Glancing in surprise at Xingxiong Yongyi who had already run out with a smirk, Palsy gritted her teeth:

"Tsk, you are so envious for being able to understand my character so well, Yongyi!"

After muttering to herself for a while, Palu Xi, who felt bored, silently closed her mouth, but suddenly, she raised her head and looked behind the two intruders:

"Are there people from the boundary bridge again? Why are there so many people from the ground here today? Is it possible that there is a banquet? Tsk, this is really jealous!"

Pa Lucy stared at the dark hole with a gloomy face, and suddenly smiled gently:

"But fortunately, I've already left a backup plan. I'm so smart, I'm so jealous!"

"Huh? What is this?"

Reimu and Wu Ye, who were still in the wind cave, finally came to a place similar to the end point. There is an ordinary bridge here. Although there is no one guarding it, the forked road behind the bridge makes them fall into trouble. .

"This should be the boundary bridge connecting the ground and the underground. But how to go to the old hell?"

Looking at the two separate roads in front of him, Reimu hesitated whether to try his luck.

"Hey, Reimu, look this way."

"Um?"

Hearing Takeya's call, Reimu walked over strangely:

"What's wrong?"

"Look at this."

Wu also pointed to something like a street sign in front of him. The word "Old Hell" was written in crooked handwriting on the old wooden board, and he pointed to the right.

"There are street signs in such a ghostly place?"

Reimu was taken aback, glanced at it critically and then instantly smiled:

"Sure enough, my luck is good."

Reimu, who was in a happy mood, walked briskly towards the road on the right without much thought, leaving Takeru behind him with a look of stomachache:

"Hey, I want you to see if someone put this wooden sign here intentionally. After all, if you look at the dirt on the ground, forget it."

Takeru was speechless and shut up, because Reimu, the disobedient guy, had already gone away!