The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"It's terrible, to say something like this suddenly."

Under Kaguya's solemn gaze, Takeru couldn't do it even if he wanted to be funny to ease the weird atmosphere:

"I know, I promise, I will never have anything to do with 'her'."

Although he didn't understand the purpose of such a headless guarantee, the fact was that when these words came out, both Kaguya and Takeru felt inexplicably relieved.

"So much the better."

She couldn't tell what she was worried about, so Kaguya paused and said:

"Speaking of which, Takeya, why are you back again? Didn't you just accompany Yakumo Murasaki to the Scarlet Devil Mansion?"

"Ah, well, it's a long story."

Wu Ye scratched his hair in distress:

"In this lunar war, I was actually asked to take charge of a more troublesome part."

"Takeya you?"

There was an unspeakable weirdness in Kaguya's words. It's not difficult for her to be like this. After all, as a friend who doesn't know Wu Ya's ins and outs, but who knows him well, she knows very well what level he is at.

This wasn't because she looked down on Wuya, but based on reality, the opponent seemed to have two brushes, but there were only two brushes.

Looking at Takeya's recent achievements, all of them are just passing by and acting like a gangster. Even if he can occasionally do some amazing things, it is short-lived.

Based on Kaguya's assessment of the Moon City's combat power, even if they had all stayed in place for the past thousand years, Takeru wouldn't be able to hold on for three seconds.

But even though he said this, Kaguya also knew that Takeya was a natural master at seeking death. The key was that this guy was still "unbeatable". In a sense, he could really do whatever he wanted.

So what she was curious about now was that this guy who seemed like nothing serious would happen to him now actually had a troubled expression on his face.

"It's interesting. Hey, Takeya, tell me, what kind of things have you been asked to do that can actually make your face look so bad?"

"Well, actually."

So Takeya told Kaguya about the mission that Zi had given him, and then he saw the other party's expression of suppressing a smile as expected:

"Hey, are Yakumo Purple serious? Do you really believe that you can master such an ability in such a short period of time?"

Kaguya is one of the few people who knows part of the truth about this lunar war, so she knows very well how much of an astonishing proportion Takeya is responsible for in the entire plan.

To put it simply, if Wu Ye fails, then all of them will just take a meaningless trip to the moon, and maybe there will be some additional casualties.

"Wu Ye, we still have a long way to go."

"Don't come here, I'm almost worried to death."

Holding his head in pain for a while, Takeya's eyes suddenly lit up, and he rarely showed a simple and restrained expression to Kaguya:

"Well, Kaguya, I suddenly want to ask you, that is, have you ever had that?"

"No, don't think about it."

Waving her hand to interrupt Takeya's unrealistic delusion, Kaguya said angrily and funny:

"Do you think Yonglin is really omnipotent? Any potion can be made?"

Wu Ye, whose thoughts were exposed, couldn't help but look embarrassed, but argued strongly:

"But Miss Eirin is really powerful, and I think those guys who train superpowers don't just take some medicine and bend a spoon from the air."

"Who's super power is so useless, and even bend the spoon."

Looking at Takeya with disdain, Kaguya said calmly:

"Without this kind of medicine, if you want to develop your ability, you can only rely on your own practice day after day. Work hard, Takasaka Takeya-kun who shoulders the heavy responsibility."

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Kaguya broke Takeya's last sliver of luck, it seems that he really relied on himself to find a way, but it's not as easy as it is said.

His ability to travel through the world sounds very powerful, but he has never really mastered it for more than ten years.

Every time Takeru was just passively relying on the uncertainty of this ability. If it hadn't been for the recent phenomenon of suspected abilities going rampant around him, he probably would never have cared about this kind of thing in his life.

Although Yakumo Zi believes in himself, the problem now is that he can't even believe in himself.

"I'm going for a walk, see you later."

Sighing, stood up quickly, Takeya waved at Kaguya, and then walked into an open gap on the side.

Passing through the space where Murasaki stayed at the Eternal Pavilion, Takeya arrived at Murasaki's residence, the Lost House, in an instant. It had become a place like a combat studio.

The original Japanese-style furniture and decorations all disappeared, replaced by a pile of incomprehensible drawings and various weird gadgets.

Zi's ​​shikigami, Yakumo Lan, was surrounded by this pile of things, and she seemed to be calculating something with her pen on the table with her head down.

"blue?"

Wu also tried to call out to the Nine-Tailed Fox in front of her, only to see her ears move, and she turned around quickly:

"It's Wu Ye-jun, why do you suddenly have time to see me?"

"Uh, I'm just taking a walk."

This is true, Wu also only knew that Zi left a gap at the Everlasting Pavilion, but he didn't know where the gap led, he really just walked around.

"Blue what are you doing?"

"I'm calculating the manpower and material resources needed for this war."

Lan handed a record with various numbers written on it to Takeya:

"Want to take a look?"

".Forget it, I can't understand it anyway."

Lan's calculation ability is ranked among the best in the entire Gensokyo. Her ability to prove Goldbach's conjecture is not just talk. Takeru may not be able to understand what she writes, but it will definitely give her a headache.

After briefly scanning the astonishing amount of data on the table, Wu Ye said:

"So there are so many things to calculate? Are there many people going this time?"

"That's actually not much."

Lan glanced at the data in front of him, considered it before answering:

"After all, Murasaki-sama is issuing a call to the monsters in the entire Gensokyo this time. Naturally, there will not be a few people who respond, but there are not so many that can actually come in handy."

"Shouldn't everyone come together?"

In Takeya's memory, most of the battles between monsters seemed to be group fights.

"It's not that simple."

Looking at Wu Ye speechlessly, Lan patiently explained:

"The combat power of the Moon City is not that weak. Letting some weak monsters die randomly has no meaning other than lowering morale."

"So you are planning to come out with an elite force this time?"

"Takeya-kun, you haven't experienced the first lunar war, so it's natural that you don't understand their strength."

Knowing that she couldn't explain clearly to Takeya, Lan simply stopped talking. She seemingly casually pulled out a piece of paper from the pile and stuffed it into Takeya's arms:

"Just in time, Takeya-kun, please help me go to the old hell and give this to the ghost clan over there."

"Eh?"

Wu Ye, who was inexplicably arranged by Lan, almost didn't react for a moment:

"Wait a minute, Lan, I still have what Zi gave me."

Before Wu Ye finished speaking, a new gap suddenly appeared in front of him. The deep crack led to nowhere.

"Look, Master Zi also agrees."

Lan pointed to the gap in front of him without any surprise and said.

".Oh well."

Cursing Zi secretly as a peeping tom, and sighing secretly at his hard life, Wu Ye stepped into this newly opened gap.