She would update a chapter in the morning and a chapter in the afternoon. That's normal.
But if one day she had a stroke, she might update twice in the morning, and then the day would pass …
Because she was a third-year student, although she didn't have many classes, she would occasionally encounter unexpected events, such as losing her moral integrity and needing to find it …
That was probably the case.
Here is the main text, poi = =
With a thick scarf wrapped around her neck, Ashina opened the door and came to the courtyard.
Under the cherry blossom tree, Eight-cloud Ink was sitting cross-legged.
In front of him was the seven-string jade zither that hadn't been seen for a long time.
Her slender white jade-like fingers danced, and the sound of the zither echoed in the courtyard like a mountain stream.
Leisurely walking to Yakumo's side, Asuna, who was kneeling beside him, gently leaned his body against him.
Smelling the intoxicating lily fragrance, Ashina narrowed her eyes slightly.
"What's wrong?"
She turned her head, and the Yin-Yang jade earrings made a tinkling sound.
"The weather in Fantasy Town is really strange …"
Ashina muttered.
"It's spring, why is there a heavy snowfall?"
It was already early spring. It should be the time when flowers were in full bloom, but Fantasy Town was as strange as winter.
Even in the enchantment of the House of the Lost, the cherry blossoms that should bloom all year round had withered.
"Achoo —!!"
Ashina sneezed.
Looking at Ashina with a red nose, Eight-cloud Ink reached out and adjusted the scarf around her neck.
"How did you catch a cold?"
Rubbing her itchy nose, Ashina looked at Eight-cloud Ink pitifully.
"Who knows why it's so cold in spring? Is spring like this in Fantasy Town? "
Pointing to the heavy snowfall in the sky, Ashina pouted.
"Well …"
Looking up at the heavy snow in the sky, Eight-cloud Ink smiled softly.
"This is mutation."
"Mutation?"
A series of question marks appeared in Ashina's head.
"Don't worry, Hongbai will take care of it."
Eight-cloud Ink, who had been taught a hellish lesson by her big sister for quite some time, just wanted to stay in the House of the Lost and not go anywhere else.
"By the way, where's Yui?"
Ashina smiled bitterly when she heard Eight-cloud Ink mention Yui.
"Yui, Aistel, and Orange Paste were all taken out by Marisa."
"What is that Black and White doing now?"
Thinking of Marisa's Thief attribute, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly had a trace of worry in its heart.
His daughter, Orange Paste, and that worthless Aistel wouldn't be led astray by Marisa, would they?
"It's all because of this damned weather."
Ashina shuddered and moved closer to Eight-cloud Ink.
"Marisa said that she must find out the cause of the incident, but Yui and Orange Paste seemed to be very interested, so they took Aistel with them."
"That Marisa really doesn't stop at all."
"Young Master Mo, lunch is ready."
Azura walked over with her hands in her sleeves.
"Thank you for your hard work, Azura. Where's big sister?"
"Lord Purple is still sleeping."
Well, this is also one of Purple's cuteness.
Eight-cloud Ink, who was already used to her big sister's habit of sleeping, went straight into the room.
"Um, Young Master Mo, I'll go call Orange and the others back …"
After hesitating for a while, Azura spoke.
"Call them back? No need. "
Eight-cloud Ink's smile was a little dark.
"Let them have fun. When they come back, I'll teach Orange Paste, Yui, and the others a good lesson." Eight-cloud Ink gently picked up a piece of bamboo shoot and chewed it slowly. "Oh right, there's also the Holy Sword Lady."
"I'll definitely give them an unforgettable memory."
Although Eight-cloud Ink's tone was very soft, Azura and Ashina still couldn't help but shudder.
[Ever since Lord Purple started teaching Young Master Mo again, Young Master Mo seems to have a tendency to go bad …]
"Azura, you were thinking about something very rude just now, right?"
Eight-cloud Ink suddenly glanced at the respectful Azura beside her and focused her attention on the lunch in front of her again.
Yep, Azura's cooking is getting better and better.
"Young Master Mo, I swear on your integrity that it's an illusion. Also, please don't read my mind, Young Master Mo."
Azura was getting more and more comfortable with saying this sentence.
It seemed like Eight-cloud Ink wasn't the only demon that went bad.
"Ah, I'm not the Ten Thousand Year Loli from Earth Spirit Hall. I don't know how to read minds."
Azura's eyes were filled with suspicion. The nine furry tails behind her swayed slightly.
[Lord Purple has lived for so many years. It's not strange that he can easily see through other people's thoughts. Why is Young Master Mo able to … Should I say, as expected of brother and sister?]
"Also, don't wake up big sister. Let her sleep like this."
Eight-cloud Ink's expression was a little strange as she thought of something bad.
"Hm? Orange is back … "
Suddenly, Azura turned to look at the courtyard.
An entrance opened in the barrier. Orange, Yui, and Aistel had returned. Surprisingly, a certain black and white Pikachu was following behind them.
"Daddy!"
Seeing Eight-cloud Ink, Yui walked through the courtyard and into the house. She jumped into Eight-cloud Ink's arms.
Grabbing Yui's collar, Eight-cloud Ink lifted the little girl up as if she was a small animal.
"Daddy?"
Tilting her head, Yui looked at Eight-cloud Ink in confusion.
"I heard that you were recommended by a certain black and white Pikachu?"
Covering her face, Azura couldn't bear to look at her.
[Young Master Mo, you're completely broken.]
"It's not Pikachu!!"
Marisa jumped and pointed at Eight-cloud Ink as she yelled.
"My name is Marisa! Not black and white, not Pikachu! And I won't recommend it to anyone! Speaking of which, this is my first time in the House of the Lost! If they didn't lead the way, I wouldn't have been able to come in. "
"Well, is there anything good in here?"
As expected of a great thief, she never left her old profession. She stole all the way to the House of the Lost.
"Is that so?"
Putting down Yui, Eight-cloud Ink stared at Marisa with eyes as dark as the eternal night.
"Some time ago, who was the one who brought that idiot Zhui to the Elemental Realm to cause trouble and was saved by me after getting into trouble?"
"Wasn't it because Cheruno said she wanted to conquer the other world? That's why I …"
"That's why you thought 'Ah, this seems interesting' and then brought a bunch of people and even ran over with my baby girl and Orange? And Orange Paste, you're not allowed to eat! "
"Bang!"
"Wuwuwuwu …"
Holding her forehead that was hit by Eight-cloud Ink, Orange looked at Eight-cloud Ink with tears in her eyes. The cat ears on her head trembled.
"Isn't it because I have you, the Elven King, as my big thigh? It would be a waste if I don't hug you, right?"
Adjusting the pointed hat on her head, Marisa giggled.
"Looks like you're lacking in training …"
Eight-cloud Ink sighed softly.
Hearing the word 'training', Ashina quietly pulled Yui behind her.
Ever since he was fiercely trained by Yukari for a period of time, it seemed that a strange switch in Eight-cloud Ink's heart was pressed. Now, he was looking for people to train. Yes, train in all kinds of senses.
Asuna's face and ears turned red when he thought of those embarrassing postures that night.
"What is training — Ah, hey, hey, hey! Don't hit me! "
"Boom boom boom boom!!"
Marisa, who hurriedly dodged the barrage of bullet messages, looked at the messy courtyard with lingering fear.
"Are you crazy? Did you eat Jinkela! "
Azura looked at the chaotic situation in the courtyard and lamented that her workload was getting heavier and heavier recently.
Well, shouldn't she hire some maids like the Scarlet Devil Mansion?
"I won't talk nonsense with you. Tell me, why are you here?"
When it came to business, Marisa was immediately energized.
"Look, even ghosts know that this is a mutation!?"
Pointing at the flying snow outside, Marisa's face was full of excitement.
"That's why we're looking for clues everywhere. Hey, little brother from the Yakumo Family, do you have any news?"
"You should go to Hongbai for this."
Ba Yun Mo ate her lunch slowly with an indifferent look on her face.
"Lingmeng doesn't plan to care at all!!!"
Marisa was going crazy.
"Really, is she a witch or not!"
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, if spring doesn't come and affects the blooming of the spring flowers, the one from the Sunflower Field will make a move in the end."
Hearing Eight-cloud Ink mention the Delicate Fragrance in the Wind, even Marisa shuddered.
The memory of being caught and trained by the Sadist Queen was simply too terrifying.
[Speaking of which, the little brother from the Yakumo Family seems to be evolving into a Sadist … Eh? Why did I say evolution?]
Marisa muttered in her heart.
"This is a mutation! A mutation! How interesting, no, I mean how serious! "
Marisa looked at Yakumo with a look of resentment on her face.
"I can't admire the flowers in spring! I can't do that!"
"I don't know what this has to do with me. Okay, I don't have the clues you want here. Go play wherever you want."
"Boom —!!!"
The accurate barrage directly blasted a certain black and white Pikachu out of the House of the Lost.
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