My Infinite Wings

"Well, actually, I prefer sake to black tea!"

"..."

I reluctantly gave up Commander Ikari's pose, shook my head and sighed.

"I said, Youyouko - if you want to talk to me about romance, you're really looking for the wrong person... Don't look at me like this, I'm actually very busy."

Busy with attacking beautiful (young) girls—whether pure love or ghosts and animals, they always have to plan rough or fine.

"What an impatient man..."

Lightly sipping the black tea, the Undead Princess slapped me with turbulent eyes, which actually made my mind sway - uuu, no, calm and calm!

"Then I'll get straight to the point..."

Youyouko's face that had been light and fluttering suddenly turned straight, and I also focused on it and adjusted to a serious expression. —Then, my forehead hit the table.

Because, Yuyuko actually said such a sentence in a serious tone...

"When are you going to marry me?"

What a joke! Ordinary marriage is the tomb of the Crystal Palace!

"Although it's unlikely, I probably have auditory hallucinations."

I coughed dryly and raised my head.

"Could you please repeat - what did you just say, Miss Nishigyoji?"

"Ah, really, how can you let the woman keep saying those shameful things?" Your expression clearly doesn't look shy at all, okay? Uh, of course, since pure ghosts don't have blood and don't blush, they really can't distinguish specific emotions from their colors.

I tried my best to maintain a calm attitude, staring at Yuyuko's face that she deliberately opened the folding fan to cover, trying to distinguish the "truth" of what she said. "I would be shy too if I was stared at so eagerly!"

Under the gentle face with half-squinted eyes, there must be an uncontrollable evil smile...?

"What's wrong? Think I'm joking?"

The Undead Princess picked me up out of the corner of her eye, put away her folding fan, and covered her face with wide cuffs instead.

"Really, don't you want to be responsible for taking someone's first kiss? They are pedantic ancients from hundreds of years ago! If you don't get along, you will have to kill you and then commit suicide..."

Fortunately, my nerves were strong enough, but I couldn't help but cry out with a wry smile.

"...Your first kiss must have been given to Yumeng! And it was the Xixing Yao who attacked me with a 'kiss', not you! Besides, you said the word 'pedantic' yourself, didn't you? Come on! Having said that, 'disobedience' or something is the stereotype of the celestial dynasty. You, a ghost in the eleventh district, don't just follow the customs of the countryside - no, although this is not Gensokyo, it is still the eleventh district, and you don't have any at all. 'Vulgar' can be 'accompanied'! The search for life and death in the back is more messy and unreasonable! Damn, I'm not good at making complaints, I'm really sorry——"————This is the dividing line———— PS: Eh... It still takes a process to officially knock it down. Hahaha... Well, it is expected that the "Zhengzhang" of Yuyuko can also be "upper, middle and lower", especially if you join Yaomeng...

Chapter 729 Youyouzi of Xixing Temple (1)

"It's the first kiss between the opposite sex... wait, why are you so excited?"

Xixingji Yuyuko put down her sleeves and looked at me inexplicably.

"No matter how you look at it, you don't suffer! Strange, according to Zi's statement, you should accept it happily!"

"Because I'm not stupid."

I took a deep breath and dispersed the projection of Izayoi Sakuya.

"Yes, on the surface, it should be like that, but, although I basically follow the 'open to anyone' doctrine and have no lower limit, but, I have my own special 'lower limit', so if you can't Give me a convincing reason, then I have to doubt your motives for saying these things - and most importantly, in a practical sense, you think I can give up everything I can to someone who has been fighting so hard the moment before. Are you wary?"

"Hey... So that's the case, do you need a reason?"

Yuyuko frowned slightly in distress, then looked at me tentatively.

"'Love at first sight'... Well, it really doesn't work, right?"

"I believe in 'love at first sight', the problem is I don't believe you will 'love at first sight' for me."

"It's so sad... so what about 'one kiss'?"

"How is this possible, and it's not nearly the same!"

What I didn't say is: You are not from the real plane like Lun, and you are attracted by the aura of my protagonist who replaced "Rito Yuuki", how could there be such a thing.

"And I've said it before, that's clearly the Westbound Demon making his own decisions, you don't need to forcefully pull it on your head!"

"But……"

Yuyuko's expression became resentful - tsk, it's a pity she didn't become an actress.

"Even though I lost control of my body at that time, the feeling is still the same..."

"Eh?"

"So, even though it's the Westbound Demon's own opinion, but I also experienced a different feeling when kissing with Yomon..."

Saying that, the figure of the Undead Princess was literally weightless and floated to my side.

"How do you say it? It's a little heart-warming... isn't it?"

Why is it an interrogative sentence...

Wait, why am I pushing three and four like this?

It is true that Yuyuko of Xixingji Temple is a very dangerous "object", but as long as I try to induce her to make an eternal contract that is higher than the Demon God's contract, won't I have an extra powerful and high-quality wing?

Of course, how to make this undead princess, who can be compared with the monster sage in wisdom, willingly sign the contract, is really a laborious thing.

"If you're a man, don't look ahead!"

A cold and gentle wind blows in my ears - that is Yuyuko's breath...

"Or, do you still want to play another game with me before making a decision?"

Oops, because I was thinking about countermeasures, I forgot to dodge for a while.

No—no, in fact, I should have let go of her vigilance subconsciously, and that's why I didn't distance myself from her in the first place.

"You can't escape..."

The real Yuyuko was bolder than I expected, hugged her from the side, and pressed her smooth cheeks to my face.

"Or the other way around—I'm the one who can't escape..."

"Uh, this...you calm down first..."

The cold but extremely comfortable touch is transmitted to my brain through the fit between the square inches, and the "light fragrance" that confuses the soul lingers in my nostrils. Only with great perseverance can I keep myself awake rather than directly becoming an instinctive beast.

Don't think it's strange, after all, the ghostly beauty who is holding me is an existence who used to "kiss" and almost sucked me dry.