Fantasy Village Joint Guardian Mansion was located in the southwest of Fantasy Village.
After setting behind the Western Mountains that day, they could still faintly feel the aura of the magic forest brought by the evening breeze across the continuous hills.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Eight-cloud Ink sat on the dock with one hand holding the fishing rod and the other supporting his chin. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked into the distance in boredom.
On the surface of the sea not far away, a flock of seagulls was playing happily.
The sea breeze with the smell of fish brushed against Eight-cloud Ink's smooth and white cheeks, making him wrinkle his nose slightly.
"Ti ~ ~ Du ~ ~!!!!"
From afar, a loud voice rang out.
Without looking back, Eight-cloud Ink could guess that it could only be King Kong who rushed over with such a shout.
A gust of wind came from behind, and then Eight-cloud Ink felt a warm and soft body on his back.
"Du ~ ~ Kiss ~ ~"
King Kong put his head on Eight-cloud Ink's neck and rubbed against Eight-cloud Ink like a small animal. His whole body hung on Eight-cloud Ink's back.
"Stupid dog! Get up!! "
An exasperated voice sounded.
Mercury Lamp flew over from somewhere, grabbed King Kong's collar, and flapped his wings, trying to pull King Kong off Eight-cloud Ink's back.
"Who allowed you to do this! Who allowed you to do this! "
Mercury Lamp seemed to regard Eight-cloud Ink's shoulder as his own private territory.
"Hey ~ Don't be so stingy! It's just a puppet … "
King Kong turned around and pouted at Mercury Lamp, successfully igniting the anger of Akatsuki's puppet.
The furious chairman let go of King Kong's small hand, and then released a Black Dragon Wave.
"… I say, you and King Kong are messing around, but why did you drag me into this?"
Eight-cloud Ink, who pulled King Kong off his back and cleaned his feathers, rolled his eyes.
"Hmph!"
Mercury Lamp skillfully landed on Eight-cloud Ink's shoulder, took the yogurt bottle from Eight-cloud Ink, and drank it in small sips.
"Did you have fun at sea this time?"
Hearing Eight-cloud Ink's question, Mercury Lamp snorted a few times.
"Boring …"
At first, the vast sea made everyone excited because of the novelty. However, it didn't take long for this group of people from the Fantasy Village to feel bored.
Coupled with the foolish actions of the human higher-ups in some of the Guardian Mansions, the original plan of going out to sea for half a year had to end early.
The monsters who returned to the Fantasy Village, such as Delicate Fragrance, almost immediately noticed that the entire Fantasy Village was slightly different from before.
Among them, Ling Meng was the one who felt it the most.
She was able to communicate with the Great Barrier, receive help from the Great Barrier, and use it to do whatever she wanted in the Fantasy Village … I mean, she was the strongest law enforcement officer in the Fantasy Village. The moment she returned to the Fantasy Village, she discovered that she seemed to have become stronger.
However, with Red-White's mischievous and unprincipled character, they wouldn't care about such things.
On the other hand, Delicate Fragrance seemed very happy. She could be even more unscrupulous when beating people up.
The result was that Vatler spent another fortnight in the Pavilion of Eternity.
The puppet twisted around on Eight-cloud Ink's shoulder, found a comfortable position, and flapped the wings behind it slightly.
"I'm more used to it here."
"Then, what about your hometown? I haven't been able to find your original world yet. Don't you feel sad? "
Mercury Lamp was silent for a while, then threw away the yogurt bottle, and then grabbed Eight-cloud Ink's hair and pulled it up.
"Idiot, idiot, idiot!"
"Goo —"
There was the sound of saliva swallowing behind him.
King Kong came over and put his head in front of Eight-cloud Ink with a silly smile.
"Admiral, King Kong has prepared good black tea for you tonight! King Kong also personally served it as dessert for you to taste! "
"You stupid dog who doesn't care about the occasion!" The sharp-tongued chairman saw King Kong and scolded mercilessly, "Did your head get hit by the Deep-sea Amphibious Ship?"
"Hmph! What do you know about the little guy whose head is about the same size as my chest! "
King Kong purposely dragged her not-so-big but definitely not small breasts.
"Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking!"
Then, King Kong once again successfully harvested a head full of feathers.
"Young Master Mo, dinner is ready."
Azura suddenly appeared behind Eight-cloud Ink with his hands in his sleeves, and the nine big furry tails behind him shone with a golden luster under the setting sun.
"Got it."
Yagumo stood up and patted Mercury's leg. She subconsciously hugged Mercury's head because of her action. She then casually tossed the fishing rod into the gap. It only had a fishing line and no hook. It was purely for fun.
"Where are Yui and the others?"
"Miss Scarlet invited them to stay for dinner tonight, so they haven't come back yet."
Yui, Misaka Misaka, and the others who often played with Fran had already become a common occurrence at the Scarlet Devil Restaurant.
Anyway, with Mother Fang taking care of them, Eight-cloud Ink did not have to worry too much.
"Eh? Admiral, you're not staying? Yamato specially prepared braised aluminum! "
King Kong pursed his lips.
Braised aluminum?
It's good that you girls like that kind of thing …
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When they returned to the House of the Lost, Yukari, Ashina, Narako, Kezi, Luo Tianyi, and the elves were already seated in the dining room.
The House of the Lost today was no longer the same as when Eight-cloud Ink was just born.
Over the years, the House of the Lost began to expand from a simple Wa-style courtyard. It gradually evolved into something like a manor.
Because of the expansion, Azura and Mother Fang were too busy and even recruited some fairies to be maids.
Just like the Scarlet Devil Restaurant.
After turning around the long corridor and stepping on the soft moon-white velvet carpet, Eight-cloud Ink came to a spacious room.
Magic chandeliers made of fairy ore hung on the walls all around.
There was a faint scent of incense in the air.
Seeing Eight-cloud Ink's arrival, the girls all smiled brightly.
Seeing this, the fairy maids immediately busily served dinner.
Yukari had an inexplicable smile as she watched Yakumo's family, which was originally just her, Azura, and Orange Meow, become so lively.
[This … doesn't seem too bad …]
"Hmm? What's wrong, sister? "
"No, it's nothing … By the way, Mo 'er, how's the information about the leaf of the Tree of Fantasy going?"
"There's no progress. Except for the one found last time, there are no other clues."
Eight-cloud Ink shrugged and sighed.
"I'm sorry."
"Well, it's not your fault. Let's eat first."
With Yukari's permission, everyone cheered.
At the dining table, Yukari suddenly asked, "Mo 'er, have you ever thought about where the leaf of the Tree of Fantasy came from?"
"I've thought about this."
Eight-cloud Ink frowned.
"But there are no clues. I still don't understand how the Tree of Fantasy came about."
"Well, do you still remember Patrice's grimoire?"
Eight-cloud Ink nodded and thanked Ashina, who put food in her bowl.
"Although that grimoire was originally from Chang 'e, but …"
"— But it wasn't originally from this world."
Eight-cloud Ink continued Yukari's words, "I'm wondering if there were other people who were fated to get similar things before me, but then died because of an accident."
"In this case, we found an interesting little thing at sea this time."
Yukari smiled mysteriously.
"I'll tell you after dinner."
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