I was reincarnated in Gensokyo and aspired to become a great magician!!

"Ha... I'm obviously the victim. Is it wrong to lose my temper?" Remlia pouted and complained.

Remlia slammed the table and stood up suddenly from her seat. "No, I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't get this out!"

"..." Patchouli looked at Remlia speechlessly. "Aren't you suffering from jet lag? Wouldn't it be better if you didn't sleep?"

Vampires are nocturnal creatures, so Remlia is no longer just a king of the night.

"Eh, it seems like that..." Remlia was stunned. She had been teleported from Europe to Gensokyo, and now she hasn't adjusted to the time difference, so she has been moving around during the day.

"Oh no, that's not right. I'm not suffering from jet lag or anything like that. I just want to vent my anger!" Remlia glared at Patchouli and said with full force, "How dare she humiliate me like this? She must be taught a lesson!"

"Oh, then go and have fun by yourself." Patchouli turned a page of the book, picked up a muffin and started chewing it in small bites.

"What? Patchy, aren't we best friends? Of course you have to follow me!" Remlia snatched the muffin from Patchouli's hand and said with a little annoyance.

"We in the Scarlet Devil Mansion have a cooperative relationship with those two people. It would be inappropriate for me to intervene, right?" Seeing Remlia's serious attitude, Patchouli knew that she would have trouble living in peace today if she didn't appease her.

"What kind of partnership? The two of them are not qualified. They will just be cannon fodder to block Hakurei Miko." Remlia curled her lips in disdain. She didn't care about the teeth marks on the pancake that belonged to Patchouli. She took a bite and said, "Let's let the white-haired one go for now and keep her sick little follower... What's his name?"

"Capture Zorin." Patchouli said slowly.

"Yes, that's her! Zorin captured!" Remlia slammed the table and said, "Keep her after dinner. I have something good to 'treat' her!"

"A moving suit of armor! A piano that no one plays! A bathtub that bleeds! And a vampire in the room!" Remlia listed several ideas that she thought were good, and smiled evilly while covering her face. "Kukuku... I'll scare her crazy... I'm really a genius."

"What a hassle..." Patchouli complained in a low voice

"What did you say?"

"No, I mean." Miss Patchouli looked at Remlia's red eyes and compromised silently, "What a wise choice, Remi."

"Of course!" Remlia clenched her paws into a ball. "Anyway, you can complete the above events with just magic, Pachi! Don't you want to see that girl scream?"

"I don't have such a bad taste." Patchouli closed the book and was about to leave her seat. "It just so happens that I haven't finished teaching Lin Qin the alchemy course yet, so I'll use this as an excuse to ask her to stay. As for the strange events you mentioned... I'll try to see if I can accomplish them with magic, but don't have too high expectations. I won't take it seriously. There's nothing I can do if I'm found out."

"As long as you are willing to arrange it, Patchouli, I will complete the details with Sakuya. There is still some time before the dinner, so go quickly!" Remlia jumped off the chair and pushed Patchouli's back.

"Don't push me, I can walk by myself." Patchouli said helplessly and walked slowly towards the Bavaru Library.

"Kukuku... Today looks like it will be another interesting night." Remlia's lips curled up slightly in a wicked smile, but it didn't feel sinister, giving people the feeling of a little girl pretending to be an adult.

…At this moment, Meihong and Sarinko are visiting the Scarlet Devil Mansion under the guidance of Hong Meiling.

As for why it wasn't Sakuya...the head maid was currently preparing dinner for today and didn't have any free time at the moment.

"…From the outside, you can't tell that the structure inside is so large." As they walked along, they saw rooms of unknown meaning everywhere and corridors that seemed to have no end. Even the knowledgeable Meihong couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, this house seems to have been renovated by Patchouli-sama. The interior space has been expanded by magic, so it is much larger than it looks from the outside." Hong Meiling led the way and explained, "But this also makes it very difficult to repair. That's why the young lady was so angry when the attic clock tower was blown up."

"Uh... I will pay you back! Just let me know if you need any help! I'm really sorry!" Zorinqin looked through the window at the clock tower that had collapsed due to his explosion magic, and said apologetically.

"Ah, I'm not blaming Lord Lin Qin!" Hong Meiling quickly turned around and waved her hand, "I'm just a doorman, I don't have that kind of power... Rather, I quite like the current atmosphere."

"Does it feel like everyone is in a panic?" Meihong complained, glancing at the fairy maids in the corner with vigilant eyes.

"Ahaha, probably not that kind." Hong Meiling said with a dry laugh.

"Ah, armor!" A silly apple saw the full metal armor placed in the aisle and couldn't help but knock on it, making a dull echo.

"This is an ornamental item. I think it was bought by the young lady." Hong Meiling stroked her chin and said, "It is usually placed here and the fairy maids are responsible for cleaning it."

"Hey, this, can I try it on?" The naughty kid Sarinko looked at Hong Meiling with sparkling eyes and asked.

"Hey, are you asking me?" Hong Meiling tilted her head, looking a little embarrassed.

"Of course not, idiot." Meihong seemed to see Hong Meiling's difficulty, stepped forward and patted Sarinko's head, saying, "Don't cause trouble to others... Besides, you are not tall enough, right?"

"Wow, how can you expose someone's shortcomings right away like that!" Sarinko looked at his own... height, twitched his mouth and complained, but also gave up the idea.

If you get into this armor, you'll probably get stuck inside... your legs won't even be able to reach the ground.

It's a sad fact.

Chapter 70: Heartbroken

"Cheers to this wonderful night."

Remlia gave a wicked smile and raised the wine glass filled with a thick crimson liquid.

"It must be fate that we are all together tonight..."

"If you have something to say, say it now. If you have something to say, fart now." Meihong, who was sitting in the guest seat, mercilessly interrupted Remlia's lyrical behavior and complained, "Didn't you say you would keep us for dinner? Where's the food? I just saw a little kid saying meaningless things all the time."

In fact, Remlia has been pretending to speak these impressive words for five minutes. Judging from her nonstop manner, it seems that she can continue to talk for another ten minutes.

"Tsk, you don't understand romance! You have no manners either!" Remlia snorted, suppressed her displeasure, and patted the table, "Sakuya, let's begin."

"Yes, young lady." Sakuya bowed to Remlia, disappeared for a moment, and then reappeared in the same place with a small cart full of food in her hand.

The appetizers include grilled mushrooms and a thick soup made from clam meat, carrots, milk, butter, pepper and other ingredients.

Just the appetizers alone are enough to make one drool. Sakuya's cooking skills are so impressive that one can't help but look forward to the main course.

"Uh, uh... Look, it looks pretty good~" Zoringo looked at the dish in front of him with resentment, wiped off the saliva that accidentally flowed out and muttered softly, "Damn rich people..."

"It looks delicious." Meihong offered her praise expressionlessly.

“Humph, of course! After all, it was made by Sakuya!” Remlia was so happy as if she was praised, and said with a strange grin, “Eat it with a grateful heart!”

"Then please enjoy your meal." Sakuya's every move perfectly fits the definition of a Servant. After bowing to everyone, she turned and left.

"...Gulp, delicious." While no one was paying attention, Saringo secretly put his finger into the clam soup, dipped it in some soup and put it into his mouth. The delicious taste filled his mouth, making Saringo swallow his saliva involuntarily.

“Hey, hey, your master hasn’t even said anything yet, and you’re already eating over there.” Remlia had been watching Sarinko’s every move, and she laughed at him, “Just eat as much as you can. I don’t think you’ve ever eaten food of this level, so it’s normal that you can’t hold back!”

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just this extent." Sarinko rolled his eyes and glared back naturally, very confident.

After all, is the Great Foodie Empire just talk?

Although due to her young age and poor family, Saringo has basically never eaten any high-end cuisine, but she still won't give in when it comes to eating!

"It's just that you left me alone for too long, so I'm really hungry. When people are hungry, even a white steamed bun will taste delicious, okay?"

"Haha, then I'll just take it as it is." Remlia waved her hands, looking helpless.

Even Patchouli could hardly bear to see that smug look, so she held her forehead and spoke.

"Okay, Remi, you've been waiting for a long time, so stop pretending."

"I'm not pretending. Who are you on the side of, Patchi?" Remlia put away her smile and pouted her lips in complaint for Patchouli always helping outsiders. "Okay, okay, let's stop talking and start eating..."

"Ahhh!" He casually picked up a piece of grilled mushroom with the fork in his left hand and put it into his mouth. Then he scooped up a spoonful of clam soup with his right hand and poured it into his mouth. Feeling the delicious flavor of mushrooms and clams mixing in his mouth, Zoringo squinted his eyes happily.

"Ringo..." Meihong looked at Saringo's actions and felt her eyes moisten a little "...I'm sorry, I should give you something good to eat..."

"Otherwise you wouldn't have eaten in such an embarrassing manner in public..." Meihong held her forehead and lowered it, unable to bear to watch any more. She really wanted to pretend that she didn't know Sarinko.

How can you be arguing with your opponent one second and then slap yourself in the face the next... Take that expression away!

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Remlia supported her cheek, watched Zoringo eat with interest, and suddenly asked.

"It's delicious... uh, just so-so?" Zorinko said without even raising his head, and continued to stuff the food in the small bowl into his mouth.

The appetizer portion itself was not large, and Saringo cleared it out quickly.

"Hmph, you're really being stubborn." Remlia tapped the corner of her mouth. "Hey, there's still some residue on the corner of your mouth. Is it really okay to say something so against your will?"

"..." Zoringo licked the corner of his mouth, licked a little bit of sauce into his mouth, scratched it and said, "Tsk... the rich man's sugar-coated bullet... is so delicious!"

"That's right. After all, it was made by Sakuya. It's natural that it tastes good." Remlia picked up the goblet filled with red viscous liquid on the table, shook it gently, and then sniffed the aroma of wine wafting out of it.

Well, the Snow 82 produced in was mixed with Sakuya's specially prepared blood, and it had a...

The taste of ketchup.

Um, ketchup…ketchup?

"Huh?!" Remlia's eyebrows jumped. "Why ketchup? Vampires drinking ketchup is just an old joke!"

“Miss, the plasma in the cold storage has been basically used up, and there is currently no place to replenish it. Please be patient.” Seeing this, Sakuya came over and explained.

“…used up?” Remlia twitched her lips and asked in confusion, “Didn’t we prepare a lot before coming to Gensokyo? Wait…could it be…”

"Well, we lost a lot of food due to Ms. Ringo's explosion." Sakuya closed her eyes and said calmly, "Most of the food was also damaged in the explosion. We have to go to the human village to purchase some tomorrow."

"Wow, why did it explode in the storage room... What bad luck." Remlia tilted her head to glance at Sarinko who was fighting with Meihong for food, and sighed.

Feeling Remlia's gaze, Zoringo turned around and looked at her in confusion, made a face, and stuck out her pink tongue.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Lue!"

“…Sakuya.” Remlia stared expressionlessly at Sarinko who turned her head away, shaking the goblet in her hand rhythmically.

"Yes, Miss."