Moe Girl Guardians

Wu Feng's wine jar only reached his waist, while Wenwen's wine jar was at least twice the size of his... Even if he could drink, let alone not know how to drink, he would still be in trouble.

"Why is mine different from Youfeng's?" Wenwen asked, puzzled. Was this preferential treatment? But it was also backwards! (Women first, right?)

“Others may not understand, but I do,” Suika Ibuki said, walking over and patting Aya’s shoulder as she floated in mid-air.

"This is a special privilege for you, so don't thank me too much." After landing on the ground, Ibuki Suika acted magnanimously, which made Aya feel conflicted.

"I don't care about thanking you, but could you help me return it?" Wenwen said hesitantly.

"cannot"

"Can I ask to switch with Youfeng...?"

Wu Feng, standing nearby, twitched his eyebrows. Damn, he really was the type to be sold. This size, if he drank it, he would definitely be ripped off.

"No way~" Ibuki Suika ruthlessly shattered Aya's fantasy. Even with her drinking prowess, this amount was a bit much.

Wenwen, a member of the Oni clan, knew several people, among whom she was closest to Ibuki Suika. Although there was a significant difference in their strength, even with Wenwen's astonishing potential, she generally wouldn't catch the eye of a powerful youkai.

However, Suika Ibuki's personality is different from that of a typical great youkai. She is innocent and naive, to put it bluntly, she has a childlike personality. After having a drinking contest with Suika Ibuki, Aya and she became acquainted and would occasionally meet up afterward.

“Hmm, it’s not really appropriate to drink here. Why don’t we go to my place?” As the two looked at the sake jar with a conflicted expression, Hoshiguma Yuugi said to them, unexpectedly considering the subsequent events.

Wu Feng and Wenwen nodded in agreement. Making them drink a whole vat of wine in public, while not a big deal, would still feel awkward.

Speaking of which... Hoshiguma Yuugi and Ibuki Suika are both oni, would they be people who care about such details? Wu Feng thought with slight doubt.

The Oni tribe doesn't care much about the quality of their living conditions, but they still need a place to live. Neither Xiong Yongyi nor Ibuki Suika had any great need for it, and their dwellings were built in a very ordinary way.

The two's residence wasn't far from the banquet venue. It was a simple dwelling nestled in the mountains, only slightly better than Wu Fengjian's cabin in the woods, nothing much to say about it.

Sitting on the tatami mat, Wu Feng looked at the surprisingly clear sake in the jar, which looked like ordinary stream water, without the murky appearance of typical sake. A rich aroma of sake wafted out, quickly filling the entire room.

"Youfeng, how's your alcohol tolerance?" Wenwen, sitting next to Wu Feng, asked quietly, leaning to the side.

"It should be alright, at least much better than the average person," Wu Feng said after thinking for a moment. Compared to ordinary people, his alcohol tolerance was definitely good; he had lived for hundreds of years and had drunk quite a bit, but it was still only at the level of an average person. He didn't pay much attention to alcohol.

Moreover, Wu Feng wasn't too worried. It was just a little bit of alcohol. He was used to drinking, and with the power of death, he could manage.

"...Only better than an ordinary person?" Wenwen said in surprise. Judging from Youfeng's cooking skills, she thought he would also be familiar with alcohol and even wanted to ask for help... Now it seems that he might be in trouble himself...

"Then good luck to you..." After saying that, Wenwen returned to her original posture. Did she really think that the demon clan's wine was so easy to drink? It could kill someone...

Wu Feng looked at Wenwen with a puzzled expression, unaware that danger was about to befall him.

Wu Feng poured a bowl of wine to his lips, and the mere smell of alcohol made him feel slightly dizzy. Meanwhile, Wenwen had already drunk several bowls without any expression. After all, she had drunk with Ibuki Suika several times, and her alcohol tolerance was many times higher than Wu Feng's.

Wenwen's actions made Wu Feng steel himself. It's just wine, it can't kill anyone, can it? He closed his eyes and poured the wine into his mouth.

The pale face of the ghostly being flushed red at a visible speed, and Wu Feng sensed that the wine within her body seemed to be constantly radiating heat.

His mind was slightly clouded, but he managed to stay upright and not faint. Just one bowl of wine almost made Wu Feng drunk.

Seeing Youfeng's appearance, Wenwen shook her head. Oh no, it's going to be difficult for him to finish this amount of alcohol... Ghost clan wine is not so easy to drink, and these two vats of wine are much stronger than ordinary ghost clan wine. Even she felt a little overwhelmed after a few bowls.

Wu Feng was already half-dizzy and had stopped drinking. Wenwen also slowed down a bit. At this rate, she would be dizzy before she even finished half of it.

Yuugi Hoshiguma and Suika Ibuki exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and sat down almost simultaneously next to each other with a snap.

"Ha, this is the best wine of our Oni clan. You'll regret it if you don't drink it quickly." Sitting next to Wu Feng, Hoshiguma Yuugi picked up the wine jar with one hand, poured a bowl into his Hoshiguma cup, drank it down in a big gulp, and then said to Wu Feng.

“Hey, that’s not for you to drink,” Suika Ibuki reminded Wenwen, who was sitting next to her.

"I know, if you're a man, drink big." With a bored wave of his hand, Hoshiguma Yuugi poured another cup into Hoshiguma's cup and then forcefully poured it into Wu Feng's mouth without any regard for the consequences.

"That's strong liquor." These were Wu Feng's last thoughts before he sobered up. And then... that was it...

Seeing Yuuka, who had been forced to drink a vat of sake and was already unconscious, Wenwen swallowed a mouthful of sake and looked at Ibuki Suika with a forced smile on her pretty face.

"You're not planning to do that too, are you...? Aren't all demons supposed to be the generous and straightforward type? They wouldn't do that, would they..."

If Ibuki Suika really did that... my sake vat is twice the size of Yuuka's! Even I couldn't handle drinking that much!

"It's because Aya drank too slowly~" Ibuki Suika said with a slight hint of drunkenness, but Aya saw nothing but smiles in her eyes... If she had drunk faster, she would have been drunk long ago!

So, under Ibuki Suika's pressure, Aya's speed not only did not decrease, but continued to accelerate, and her consciousness became increasingly blurred, ultimately leading to the same fate as Wu Feng.

"Tsk tsk, still not good enough, they're drunk so easily." Sitting next to the two drunk people, Ibuki Suika said with a smile, then took out a stamp card from Aya and stamped it to indicate that it was approved.

"What fine wine!" Hoshiguma Yuugi said with a regretful expression, pouring the remaining wine into his bowl and drinking it down in one gulp.

The wine given to the two of them was definitely the best among the Oni clan, and it had even been slightly modified...

Through Ibuki Suika's Ibuki ladle, the sake is spread into two vats, and then through Hoshiguma Cup, the sake's quality is elevated several levels. This is already a fine sake from the Oni clan, but with this upgrade, an ordinary person who drinks it would probably be going to meet the Four Seasons on the first sip.

Wenwen's ability to calmly drink so much suggests she has a good alcohol tolerance, but with the combined effects of the two factors, she still ended up in trouble...

As if it had been planned in advance, after confirming that the two were fast asleep, Ibuki Suika opened the door next to her, took out a set of bedding and laid it flat on the ground, then placed Wu Feng and Wenwen close together.

While arranging the items, he seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, then moved Youfeng's hand to a different position, letting Wenwen hug him, and covered the two of them with blankets, thus completing the task.

"According to that sage youkai, we'll see a good show next, right?" Hoshiguma Yuugi said with interest as he watched Ibuki Suika finish everything.

"Hmm, what kind of reaction will occur?" Being members of the demon race, the two naturally didn't see anything wrong with this; on the contrary, they wanted to study the reactions of normal women, under the instigation of a certain demon sage…

With a soft chuckle, the two disappeared from the room, leaving only Wu Feng and Wenwen. Occasionally, their bodies trembled slightly, and strange sounds drifted from them… (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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Chapter 381 Think things through before you speak, don't talk nonsense...

Wu Feng had barely had a proper night's sleep lately. He'd just returned from Gensokyo and gone to Hana-mama's for a quick visit. If being beaten unconscious counts as a good night's sleep, then it certainly did...

Back at Baiyulou, after the banquet, he was constantly dragged around by Sister Yaoji and treated like a doll, trying on hundreds or even thousands of outfits one by one. Wu Feng had no idea how many there were, but he had been doing it for more than ten days.

Anyway, he hasn't had a proper sleep so far. Relatively speaking, this was the best and longest sleep Wu Feng had ever had. The perfect combination of the Oni Clan's sake with the Shangyi Blowing Ladle and the Hoshiguma Cup allowed Wu Feng and Wenwen to sleep for two whole days before they showed any signs of waking up.

A strange sensation made Wenwen twist her body, open her eyes, and then her body stiffened. She immediately covered her mouth with one hand to prevent herself from screaming.

Although Wenwen drank twice as much wine as Wu Feng, she had a higher alcohol tolerance and woke up before Wu Feng.

When Wenwen opened her eyes, she was less than ten centimeters away from Youfeng. They were face to face, and some parts of their bodies were even in contact with each other.

She held Youfeng in her arms, as if it were her own initiative.

The strange, tingling sensation on her chest almost made Wenwen moan out loud. She didn't know when Youfeng's hand had slipped under her dress and was now caressing her soft breasts.

□，w≤ww. Pervert, Wenwen thought with a blush, but she didn't feel too much aversion to intimate actions.

"Watermelon, you idiot!" But seeing her surroundings, Wenwen immediately muttered angrily in a low voice. She and Wu Feng were still close together under the covers. In some places, their contact was even zero distance.

If it weren't for the bedding and such, Wenwen might have believed it was some kind of beastly outburst from Youfeng while he was asleep. But now it's clearly a conspiracy! All that wine must be ill-intentioned… and he'll say he's a very good drinker. He definitely wouldn't do anything…

When has Aya Shameimaru ever been laughed at by others? It's always when she's gossiping about others, so they can't find any fault with her.

Just as Wenwen reached out and pressed down on Youfeng's arm, intending to break free, a low moan came from Youfeng's mouth, causing Wenwen to pause in her movements.

Her current position—holding Youfeng's arm with one hand and still wrapped around him with the other—would be a sure way to get a reputation as a female pervert if she were discovered! Quick-thinking, Wenwen let her arm hang down naturally, closed her eyes again, and began to breathe softly.

……

Hoshiguma Yuugi and Ibuki Suika specially prepared double the amount of sake for Aya to get drunk, while Wu Feng's was half the amount, which was calculated to be when he would wake up.

Okay, even if they did have that plan, they're seriously underestimating Wu Feng's tendency to sleep...

There was no sign of danger nearby, making it extremely safe within the ghost clan, especially since it was during a banquet. Who would bother coming here to provoke him?

So Wu Feng has been sleeping very comfortably for the past two days... If no one bothers him, it wouldn't be surprising if he slept for another two days...

But while Wu Feng was sleeping, a pebble hit his shoulder from somewhere. It made him instinctively turn to one side and gently press against Wenwen.

His dormant consciousness was also awakened by that sudden movement. It reminded him that he was still on his way to the engagement and couldn't continue sleeping like this.

Wu Feng thought to himself, half-asleep, "It's been so long since I've slept this comfortably." He also seemed to be sleeping on something very soft, even his hands were soft... But the touch felt familiar, as if he had just experienced it a couple of days ago...

Knead, knead...

kneading...

The suppressed moaning came from Wenwen's mouth, instantly waking Wu Feng from his sleepiness. Startled, he opened his eyes and was relieved to see what was happening.

Wenwen's groans immediately made him realize where he was pressing down. His first instinct was that they had done something while she was drunk, but when he opened his eyes, he found that at least she was still wearing her clothes...

"Luckily, Wenwen hasn't woken up yet," Wu Feng said in a low voice with a hint of relief. If Wenwen had woken up, this situation probably wouldn't have happened.

Wenwen, who was still asleep, twitched her eyelids. What did it mean that she hadn't woken up yet...? Why did she always feel that there was more to the words than just what they seemed on the surface?

Then Wu Feng regretted it, wondering why he hadn't done something while he was drunk... Maybe he would have already escaped the single life that had accompanied him for over four hundred years.

As for now, it's too late to do anything...

"Speaking of which, Rumia is indeed more voluptuous than Wenwen..." Wu Feng thought to himself, his hands rubbing against her breasts again without thinking.

"...Is Rumia's more voluptuous?" Wenwen asked in an extremely calm voice, her eyes closed, her eyes twitching slightly.

"Hmm, Wenwen should be at least one cup size smaller," someone asked. Wu Feng subconsciously blurted out his thoughts, then froze. There was no one else in the room who could have asked the question.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became heavy. Dark currents surged before Wu Feng's eyes, and Wenwen lay on her side in the bedding, her brownish-red eyes fixed on her.

"...Ha...Wenwen, you're awake..." Wu Feng forced a smile and said awkwardly. Why did he have to say it out loud? He could have just thought about it in his mind...

“Yes, I woke up a little earlier than you.” Wenwen stared at him with a smile as well. From her smile, Wu Feng could only see terror. He even forgot to ask why she pretended to be asleep when she woke up earlier than him.

"I never expected to hear Youfeng's true feelings~"

"I'm so sorry that I'm not voluptuous enough!"

A powerful wind-attribute demonic energy suddenly erupted from the room. If it weren't for Hoshiguma Yuugi and Ibuki Suika being outside, it might have been demolished and rebuilt.

"Pfft!" Inside the tengu's residence, everyone around her had long been sent away by her in various ways, leaving only Yakumo Yukari alone, eating snacks and watching the show. Seeing the current result, she burst out laughing.

This is far more impressive than any banquet or performance outside. If the last incident involving Rumia could be considered an accident, then this one can be said to have been orchestrated by her own hands.

The result was even more interesting than she had imagined. She had only wanted to see Wenwen and Youfeng's awkward moments, but she ended up seeing an even more amusing scene.

……

"Is Wenwen sober yet?" When Wenwen and Youfeng came out of the room again, more than an hour had passed since they got up. When they saw the two of them at the banquet, Ibuki Suika immediately greeted them, but she couldn't hide the smile in her voice.

"Hmph, you stupid watermelon," Wenwen muttered under her breath, turning her head away in annoyance. "It's all just a test, after all."

"The seal has been affixed to your names. Would you like to stay at the banquet for another day before leaving?" Hoshiguma Yuugi walked over, her voice slightly expectant.

The events of the morning left her with a strange expression for quite some time before she returned to normal.

"No thanks... If we drink any more, we probably won't be able to leave," Wu Feng said dejectedly, following behind Wenwen. The Ghost Clan's banquets were basically all about alcohol; if they stayed any longer, and another round came, they really wouldn't be able to leave.