Let's rewind time to not too long ago.
Fantasyland.
Regardless of the disturbances in the outside world, Fantasyland maintained the peace and tranquility that belonged only to this place.
Humans, monsters, deities, fairies, and other races, everyone enjoyed a life of peace and quiet.
Twilight filled the sky with the glow of the sunset.
Sitting on the hillside, Tokisaki Kurumi tidied up her hair that was messed up by the night wind with her left hand. Then, she held her paintbrush again and looked at the distant Kiribati with a smile.
Beside her, Kaos, Orange Meow, and Fran were running back and forth on the grass happily.
Behind the three children, Azura and Zuo Ye followed closely, afraid that they would fall down after playing too much. Although the three children would not get hurt from a normal fall, the two adults did not think so.
— As for complaining that Zuo Ye's age was not even comparable to Fran's, they lost.
The children, who didn't care about anything else when they started playing, accidentally knocked over Kuang San's paint tray. They didn't know that their bodies were dyed in all kinds of colors, but they also ruined the painting that Kuang San had painstakingly painted.
"Ah, it's like this again …"
This was not the first time this happened, so Kurumi was not angry. She just lightly knocked on Kaos, Orange Meow, and Fran's heads with a reproachful look.
"Ugh …"
"Hey, Sister Kurumi …"
"Sorry meow."
The three children squatted in front of Kurumi and looked at her pitifully while holding their heads.
Lan Hei and Ruo Ye hurriedly rushed over. Ruo Ye, who had always regarded herself as the perfect and unrestrained head maid, helped them up, then apologized to Kurumi: "I'm sorry, Miss Toshizaki. Second Miss has caused you trouble again."
"It's okay. I like the three children very much."
"You rascal, if you want to draw, wouldn't it be faster to just call out those clones from the past timeline and draw them together?"
Mei Jiu walked to Kurumi's side. She crossed her arms and looked at the messy painting with schadenfreude.
"What do you know? This is called art! It's not something a big-breasted girl like you can understand! "
Kurumi rolled her eyes at Mei Jiu.
"Tsk, your breasts are small, so you want to use art to increase your capacity? But that's useless for your breasts, right? Or is it that other than your breasts, your brain capacity is also not satisfactory? "
"Ah, ah, ah, you're the one with the big breasts … But speaking of which, if we call out the Crazy Three, we'll definitely be number one in terms of total breast volume!"
So, when calculating the breast volume of Kuang San, I can't count Kuang San alone, but all the Kuang San's? If that's the case, you'll be ranked first, and the Misaka players will be ranked second, right?
Wouldn't Mikoto be overjoyed if she knew about this?
"Everyone, the snacks are ready!"
Narako and Lily Yana each carried a food box and walked to the hillside. Then, they spread out a carpet under a green tree and began to put out the snacks.
"This time, there won't be any strange dishes prepared by Narako, right?" Nymph, who was lying on the grass eating snacks while watching soap operas on her tablet, turned her head when she heard Narako's words. Her blue ponytails swayed as she carefully looked at the plate of pastries that Narako brought out. There was nothing suspicious on the surface.
"I'm also working hard to conquer my dear's stomach!"
The ahoge on top of Narako's head stood up with a "pop" sound, and then softly fell back down.
"It's a pity that my dear isn't here."
"With that strange hobby of yours, it's useless no matter how good your food looks, tastes, and tastes. As long as the ingredients are revealed, even Ruixi Bento can only admit defeat. You'd better prepare to be a mistress for the rest of your life, the kind that will be banished to the cold palace!"
Mercury Lamp, who was sitting on the tree with her legs swinging, was holding a large yogurt bottle that was about the same size as her body. She snorted with a sour expression. Ever since she was tricked by the Evil God into drinking the yogurt with the fish liver oil of the Three Paths River as an additive, the doll had never been nice to Narako.
"… Goo, this annoying 92.3 is getting more and more sharp-tongued. It's just a figurine … "
"Bang!"
Mercury Lamp didn't hesitate to smash the yogurt bottle on Narako's head.
Ignoring the daily interactions between the Evil God and the doll, Lily Yana clapped her hands and greeted a group of people who were playing cards not far away.
"Everyone! Come and have some snacks! "
"Right away, right away!"
Marisa responded vaguely and then looked at Kaguya maliciously.
"Decide! Lightning will strike you to death! "
"It's useless!" Kaguya shook her head and looked at Astrea. "Sima Yi, change the decision!"
"Leave it to me! Destiny? Ahahahahaha … "
Astrea tried her best to laugh like a villain as she played a card.
Boom!
Kaguya was struck to death.
"Idiot Astrea! Why did you play a three of spades?! "
"Eh eh eh? Isn't it supposed to be like this? "
Kaguya slapped her forehead helplessly when she saw Astrea's confused expression. "It's going to be a lifetime of black history for me to have someone like you change my decision …"
⑧
"Everyone is having a great time."
Yukari stood on top of the mountain with a parasol and smiled as she looked at the rowdy scene below.
"It's always good to be lively." Yonglin Yagi stood beside Yukari and wiped the longbow in her hand.
On the other side, the cloaked storyteller shook his head. "But how long will this scene last?"
"Don't you want us to get involved in the mess at the Box Court?" Yukari narrowed her gem-like eyes and looked at the storyteller with a half-smile. "You don't have to test it again and again. With Ink there, we can't just stand by and watch."
"I'm just worried that things will change if we delay." The storyteller shook his head and sighed.
"It's more fun when there's variety."
Yonglin Yagi said nonchalantly.
"I'm an old man, I don't like excitement like you young people."
Young people?
Speaking of which, the storyteller was indeed older than both of them.
Yonglin Yagi and Yukari suddenly felt very happy.
But after a moment of joy, Yonglin and Yukari's heart skipped a beat.
It was just a simple sentence but it was enough to cause ripples in Yukari and Yonglin's hearts at the same time.
[This guy … He actually grasped our characteristics so quickly?]
It's just that the characteristics of you old seniors … ahem, ahem, respected seniors are too easy to discover.
Yonglin secretly glanced at the storyteller, then put away her longbow and looked at Yukari. "Okay, Yonglin Yukari, tell me why you invited me here today."
"Ah, can't I talk to you, an old friend, occasionally?"
"Even the ghosts don't believe that kind of nonsense."
Yonglin Yukari: "… Ahem, okay, okay, I won't keep you in suspense. I'm going to go to the Box Court with him."
Yonglin paused for a moment. "And then?"
"As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. So of course, we have to play something as interesting as the Bestowment Game. But designing the rules of the game is a headache. For this kind of thing, of course, I have to look for you, the old fox … Ahem, I mean the old fox is here."
Yonglin looked at Yukari with disdain. "If you want to drag me down, just say it. After so many years, I even know how many lice you have."
With a bang, the blue veins on Yukari's smooth forehead bulged.
Yonglin didn't continue to bicker. Under the storyteller's watchful gaze, she looked at the group of people who were playing cards below.
Her gaze unconsciously fell on Mount Penglai Huiye.
"The rules of the game? That's good. Yongye didn't have enough fun when he copied it back then … "
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