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"Reimu said I drank all the wine at the shrine... and then..."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Patchouli's purple eyes, and she gently pushed her glasses up:

"That's not surprising. It's something you can do."

"Um... um, excuse me for a moment..."

As the two were talking, Iwanaga Kotoko interrupted with a slight embarrassment.

She bowed slightly, her left eye gleaming with a gleam of curiosity beneath her white beret:

"I have some questions for you..."

Moonlight filtered through the stained glass, casting mottled shadows on the library floor.

Ibuki Suika tactfully stepped aside, raised the wine gourd again and took a sip, but her amber eyes kept glancing over here, obviously she was also very interested in Kotoko's question.

Patchouli turned around gracefully, a hint of curiosity flashing in her amethyst eyes: "

"Please say."

Her slender fingers gently brushed across the ancient books on the bookshelf, and a faint magical glow appeared on her fingertips.

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Patchouli's gaze wandered between Iwanaga Kotoko and Ibuki Suika for a moment, and finally turned into a sigh.

She slowly took off her glasses, and a complex light flashed in her violet eyes.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this question."

Her voice was soft but firm.

Kotoko opened her eyes slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across her left eye that was exposed under her beret.

The gem on the top of the cane swayed slightly with her unconscious movements, reflecting tiny spots of light in the moonlight.

"But..."

There was a hint of reluctance in the girl's voice.

Patchouli shook her head, her long hair swaying slightly with the movement:

"It's not that I don't want to tell you about the location of Gensokyo..."

She stroked the glasses in her hand, the lenses reflecting the incomplete moonlight outside the window.

"But I don't know what's happening in Gensokyo right now."

The library fell into a brief silence, with only the rustling sound of ancient books turning gently in the night breeze.

The witch's voice became softer, as if she was talking to herself:

"We can't even be sure if it still exists."

Ibuki Suika had put down the wine gourd at some point, and the drunkenness in her amber eyes was gone.

She stood quietly in the shadows, the geometric shapes on the metal bracelet stopped rotating, as if she was lost in some kind of contemplation.

……

Patchouli gently straightened the pages of the magic book and turned her gaze back to Iwanaga Kotoko:

"But, speaking of which, you and Ibuki Suika have known each other for a while, right?"

Her voice returned to its usual calmness.

"Didn't you ask her about these things?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ibuki Suika turned her face away suddenly like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and her long horns shook nervously.

“Ah…hahahaha…”

Iwanaga Kotoko gave a helpless smile, her fingers gently stroking her cane.

"Actually, it's not that I haven't tried to ask Suika-sama, but..."

Her gaze drifted towards a certain ghost loli who was pretending to be an ostrich.

"Suika-sama doesn't seem to have any memory of this..."

Everyone's eyes turned to Ibuki Suika, and even the usually bold demon girl blushed uncomfortably.

"I was just drunk and just wanted to lie down for a while..."

She shook her iconic long horns, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the rope of the wine gourd.

“Who knew that when I woke up I would be somewhere else?”

The library suddenly fell into a subtle silence.

Patchouli suddenly chuckled and shook her head:

"That really suits your personality, Miss Suika."

A hint of understanding flashed in his amethyst eyes.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but look at this completely different "Shuten-doji", with a playful smile on his lips.

The moonlight shines through the stained glass, casting mottled shadows on Ibuki Suika's flushed cheeks, adding a touch of comical effect.

Chapter 52: Seduction Teachings from Ghost Clan Seniors

"Hey! Don't lead Fran astray! You stinky woman!!!"

Remlia's scream pierced the silence of the library like a sharp blade, shaking the ancient books on the shelves.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw several heavy magic books falling from a high place, making dull thuds on the wooden floor.

Patchouli pushed her glasses up, a hint of surprise flashing in her amethyst-like eyes:

"What's wrong with Remi?"

She murmured softly, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the pages of the book in her hands.

Something extraordinary must have happened to make that proud vampire lord lose his composure like this.

Iwanaga Kotoko also had a puzzled expression on her face at first, but suddenly, as if she remembered something, her face froze.

She subconsciously gripped her cane tighter, her knuckles turning slightly white.

"Huh? Kotoko, what's wrong with you?"

Ibuki Suika was keenly aware of her abnormality, and the drunkenness in her amber eyes disappeared.

She put down the wine gourd and swung her long horns left and right:

"Your face suddenly became so ugly..."

Kotoko opened her mouth, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the source of the sound. A complex emotion flashed across her intact left eye, while her artificial eye hidden under the shadow of her beret showed no fluctuation.

"It looks..."

Zhou Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully, his eyes moving back and forth between Qinzi and the door.

"Then the other 'Shuten-doji' must have gotten into trouble..."

Before he finished speaking, Remlia's exasperated voice could be heard from afar:

"Flan! Get off her!"

Mixed with Bavanshi's happy laughter and Flandre's innocent cheers.

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Remlia's rosy cheeks looked like ripe apples in the candlelight, and even the tips of her ears were stained red.

She stood in front of the sofa angrily, her bat wings flapping restlessly behind her, while Flandre lay on the coffee table beside her, her golden side ponytail swaying gently with her cheerful laughter.

"Ah~ Miss Remlia, it's not okay to be so dishonest~"

Shuten-doji lay lazily on the velvet sofa, his long legs crossed, his kimono slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone.

She gently swirled the wine cup between her fingertips, her lavender eyes flashing with dangerous charm as she stared straight at the bewildered vampire lady.

"Since you like it~"

She suddenly leaned forward, and the gold ornaments hanging in her hair made a crisp clinking sound.

"If you don't try..."

The red lips raised a meaningful arc,

"Be careful not to be left far behind~"

After saying that, she covered her lips and chuckled, the blush at the corners of her eyes making her look even more charming under the light.

"I want...I want you to care!"

Remlia's bat wings suddenly spread out, and she stomped her feet in shame and annoyance.

The other party's blatant "intimacy suggestions" were too advanced for this innocent vampire lord, making her wish she could find a hole to crawl into.

She subconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt, and even the bow on her head trembled with anger.

Flandre was completely different from her sister. She was lying on Shuten-doji's lap, her golden hair swaying gently as she moved curiously.

"Sister Shuten, is there any other method?"

The little vampire's ruby ​​eyes sparkled with eagerness.

"Haha~ Miss Fran is really understanding~"

Shuten-doji rested his chin lazily and gave the blond little vampire an approving smile.

Her eyes moved, and she glanced meaningfully at the blushing Remlia beside her:

"Look, if some older sisters continue to be so shy..."

She deliberately dragged out the tone.

"But I'm going to be left far behind by my sister~"

……

Bawanxi leaned lazily against the carved pillar, her long pink hair hanging down like silk, shining like pearls in the moonlight.

She observed with interest the completely different reactions of the vampire sisters in front of her.

Flandre was fiddling with the demon horn decoration in Shuten-doji's hair with great interest, her golden hair swaying happily with her movements;

Remlia clutched the velvet curtains tightly, trying to hide her burning cheeks, and even the bow on her head trembled slightly with embarrassment.

"Tell me the secret to increasing your charm~"

Shuten suddenly lifted Fran into the air, causing the little vampire to laugh like a silver bell.

“First of all, it has to be memorable.”

She tapped her fingertips lightly, and Fran's bow headdress suddenly turned into a gorgeous firework.

"For example, Miss Fran's pure curiosity..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of metal collision from behind the bookshelf.

Ibuki Suika drunkenly poked her head out, the geometric shapes on her bracelet jingling.

"Hey, your teaching is not comprehensive enough!"

She staggered to Bawanshi and suddenly narrowed her amber eyes to look at her carefully:

"You also have to teach her how to use her racial advantages—"

The long horns swayed gently with the movement,

"Just like this Miss Bawanshi, with her naturally beautiful pale skin and the perfect proportions of a fairy... If you just push her down..."

"You rude women, stop teaching my sister these weird things!!"

Remlia's scream echoed through the corridor again, crimson energy surging around her.