Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

"Okay... okay, grandpa." Nura Rikuo smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Grandpa?" Yin Li covered the lower half of his face with a fan and looked at Nura Rikuo with a frown, "Is this your grandson?"

"Yes, my grandson Nura Rikuo."

Yin Li's expression became more serious. "You only have one grandson, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Nurarihyon asked in confusion.

Yin Li smiled, "No, it's okay. I know him."

Nura Rikuo felt frightened when he saw Yin Li's smile.

He couldn't help feeling a little angry.

When Yin Li treated him at night, she clearly took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

It’s scary to treat yourself during the day.

Could it be that as a human being, he could never compare to the monster?

Nura Wakana opened the door, stuck her head out and asked, "Mr. Hime, are you going to eat here?"

"sorry to bother you."

At the dinner table, Yin Li didn't say a word to Nura Rikuo.

Nura Rikuo also buried his head in his food.

Nura Hizashi also felt a little strange. Yin Li's attitude towards Nura Hizashi was very wrong. What was going on between the two of them?

But Nurarihyon was not worried. At this time, Yin Li seemed to him to have more humanity, which made him feel relieved.

However, Nura Wakana seemed to be unaware of the atmosphere and kept asking everyone to pick up some food.

"I'm stuffed."

This sound announced the end of dinner.

Yin Li finally spoke at this moment, "Is it okay if I want to talk to Lu Shengjun?"

Nura Rikuo nodded.

"Please." Nurarihyon said.

There was a cherry tree planted in the courtyard of the Nura family, and the two of them sat down beside it.

There were some little monsters not far away watching them.

Nura Rikuo told them not to get close, so they just watched from a distance.

Yin Li said, "I'm sorry about what happened last time."

Is he sorry?

What do you mean?

Yin Li clearly didn't apologize to him when he was a monster, so why did she do it to him now?

Yin Li thinks that he is an ordinary human being.

At night, he is so strong, so terrifying and terrible, he is truly a qualified monster.

Of course he can't compare to her now.

So is it true that Yin Li can't eat me as a human being?

Nura Rikuo seemed to hear his night self saying, "What can a mere human like you get from me during the day?"

Nura Rikuo lowered his head, his expression unclear. "So... you only like me at night? Was he the one who saved you?"

"Indeed, he saved me." Yin Li said, "What happened to you at night?"

Nura Rikuo's statement seems to separate his night self from his day self.

"From what you see now, I am a real monster at night. Now I am just a human being." Nura Rikuo said in a low voice.

Yin Li held his chin with her hand, forcing him to look up. "What nonsense are you saying so seriously? Aren't your monster self and your human self the same? You actually cut it apart so seriously?"

Nura Rikuo looked at Yin Li dejectedly, "That's different. At night, I'm a truly powerful youkai. I'm sure everyone would prefer to follow a general like that."

"What do you think is truly powerful?"

Nura Rikuo thought of him in his youkai form, "a tough, scary, and powerful youkai."

"Humans aren't weak. They'll do anything to survive. They possess an incredibly tenacious, immense vitality. Even in the harshest of environments, they'll seize everything they can, using tools, cold and hot weapons; relying on their companions, banding together to make fire, just to survive, like weeds. Even in an age of rampant monsters, they never give up. Don't be petty, humans."

As Yin Li spoke, she recalled everything that happened during the Warring States Period.

Yin Li said, "Five hundred years ago, I encountered two powerful demons who destroyed the Dragon King's Palace. Even the gods couldn't defeat them when they joined forces. Is that the power you seek? They kill without blinking an eye. To them, humans are just ants, and life is meaningless. They attacked my village. People like them are not worth admiring."

"Being strong does not mean bullying the weak." Yin Li smiled and said this with ambiguous meaning.

Nura Rikuo's focus was somewhat different. He asked nervously, "They attacked your village? Are you okay?"

"Thanks to someone, I'm fine." Yin Li looked at Nura Rikuo.

Nura Rikuo realized that Yin Li was talking about him.

"Great power is never something to be desired, only a compassionate heart is."

"You, who identify with both monsters and humans, will surely lead the Nura Clan to new heights."

Yin Li's two sentences left Nura Rikuo silent.

Everyone hoped that he could maintain his monster form, and they unilaterally expected that Nura's grandson could support the Nura clan.

The monsters that grew up with him favor him, but his grandfather's men question him.

No one has ever been so sure of him from an objective and neutral perspective.

An outsider of the Nura clan did it.

The evening breeze lifted Yin Li's long hair, and cherry blossoms danced in the air.

Grow up quickly, Nura Rikuo.

Chapter 128 Nura Rikuo 12

The nights at the shrine are always quiet.

Everyone knows that Lord Yin Li likes quietness, so he will be gentle when doing things.

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of a cat running through the grass.

Chunze was waving a cat toy to tease the cats in the yard.

Yin Li was painting in the studio.

He has received several orders for modeling work and sold a few paintings in the past few days, so his financial situation is finally not so tight.

The painting studio and music room can also be decorated one after another.

He placed the studio on the second floor, where the view is beautiful.

You can see the peach tree in the courtyard through the window by turning your head.

The night wind blew Yin Li's tied hair, bringing a scent of peach blossoms, and there seemed to be a smell of smoke in the air.

Yin Li frowned, put down his paintbrush, covered his nose in disgust, walked to the window and looked out.

At night, Nura Rikuo sat on a peach tree, smoking a pipe.

Yin Li said to him rudely, "Go away."

Nura Rikuo jumped onto the window, leaned against the window frame, and blew a smoke ring towards Yin Li.

"Cough cough." Yin Li coughed continuously because of the smoke he smoked. She backed away while fanning the air in front of her with her hands.

Nura Rikuo laughed when he saw this, "Hahahaha."

"That's too much." Yin Li glared at him with red eyes.

The monster under the moon laughed wantonly.

Yin Li smelled the cigarette smell in the studio and found it disgusting. The air in the studio was polluted. "Go out, don't smoke here."

Nura Rikuo did not go out. He took the pipe from his mouth and put out the cigarette.

"How old are you and you're already smoking?" Yin Li looked at him disapprovingly.

This guy really smokes and drinks in private.

"You want to control me?" Nura Rikuo approached Yin Li.

Yin Li was wearing a simple black shirt, her hair was tied up with a hairband, and there was some blue paint on her hands.

The first time Nura Rikuo saw him wearing casual clothes, he looked like a god descending to earth, and he really looked like a little painter.

He whispered, "Only my mother and wife can control me."

Yin Li covered her nose and turned her head to avoid his sight, "I don't want to care about you."

He pressed against Nura Rikuo's chest and pushed him away, "Stay away from me."

Nura Rikuo took his hand and held him in his arms.

When Nura Rikuo grabbed Yin Li's hand, it was inevitably stained with paint.

"Let me hold you for a while." The cold-blooded monster showed a rare sign of vulnerability.

His head rested on Yin Li's shoulder. The weight on Yin Li's shoulder became heavier and heavier, and he almost pressed his whole body on Yin Li.

"!" Yin Li quickly supported him.

Nura Rikuo fell asleep.

Yin Li put him down and let him lie flat on the ground.

Yin Li gently stroked the dark circles under his eyes.

I heard that the monsters of the Nura group were attacked one after another in the past two days. Nura Rikuo has to go to school in the morning and go on patrol at night.

I don't know how long he hasn't slept.

Although he was only 12 years old, he chose to take on this responsibility.