The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

"Of course, but why should we restore it?"

"Hmm... Takesora-kun is a white-hair freak?" Seeing Takesora like this, Furude Reimu suddenly asked.

"You are talking nonsense. Everyone likes white hair, and loli with white hair and red eyes is even better!"

Which country is this? Is there such a country in the world?

Seeing that Furushe Reimu suddenly fell into deep thought, Zhukong took the teacup from which the other party had already finished drinking tea and said casually: "Don't worry about insignificant little things. What you should care more about now is why you are not a legal loli. Tsk, your figure is also ordinary!"

"Hmm..." Hearing such comments, Furude Reimu lowered her head to look at her figure. It was clearly curvy, with the right curves and the right skinny. It was obviously perfect.

and……

"What's my figure like? It's none of your business!"

Furude Reimu blushed and shouted, even though he is the one who saved the outside world and his savior, his personality is still so bad!

He actually commented on my figure in front of a young girl and even looked down on me. What a jerk!

“No, no, no, it’s very relevant.”

Zhu Kong put the teacup on the table beside him and dragged an identical black wooden recliner from somewhere. He had hundreds of such recliners as spares.

As a person who enjoys entertainment... bah, if you are a person who pays attention to details, how can you not have a reclining chair specially for watching a show? Besides, different materials give different feelings when lying on them, so naturally you need to prepare hundreds of them as spares.

After sitting on the recliner and finding a comfortable position, Zhukong stared at Furushe Reimu lazily and said, "Don't forget the price. Now is the time for you to pay the price."

"what……"

After hearing this, Furude Reimu finally realized that she had been interrupted by Takesora and almost forgot her initial conversation with Takesora.

Zhukong is the creditor and she is the debtor.

And what Zhu Kong said about him just now, could it be...

Gritting her teeth and stamping her feet, Furude Reimu blushed, turned away her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "It's... it's my first time, please... please be gentle."

"Pfft~"

"What are you thinking? Although I'm not a gentleman, you think too much of me."

Hearing what Takesong said with a suppressed smile, Furushe Reimu felt a little dizzy as the blood rushed to his head, and a visible white mist emerged from above his head.

"Wow, she's a steam girl."

"Then what did you mean by what you said before? You didn't explain it clearly and I misunderstood you!"

After realizing that it was her misunderstanding, Furude Reimu wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Even if there was no crack, at least she could just be given a box.

"Because the price is that you have to work for me, uh, help me run this bookstore!"

"what……?"

Chapter 220 Workflow

Sengen Taisha Shrine, the sacred cherry tree.

When everyone went to look for Furude Reimu, Miyagi came alone to this miracle tree that symbolized God.

No matter what happened in this short period of time, the sacred cherry tree has basically not changed, and its crown with pink petals is still swaying slightly in the breeze.

But the notches and scars on the tree trunks and roots that protrude from the ground destroy the complete beauty.

There were dense knife marks or bullet holes on the tree roots that broke through the ground, fresh wood chips were scattered all over the ground, and large gaps showed that some of the tree roots were missing.

The tree trunk was not spared either, large pieces of bark were peeled off. Although the bark was thick enough, it still could not withstand the chopping of those alloy knives.

Just by looking at the scene in front of him, the palace assistant could guess what had happened before. If the tree crown was not too high, so high that it could not be reached without the use of tools, perhaps even the branches with cherry blossoms would not have been spared.

It could be any of the forces, foreign or domestic, that are salivating over the sacred cherry tree.

Taking advantage of the chaotic scene, they carried out their original mission, and in a situation where they were basically waiting to die, they still took the mission to heart. They were simply the death warriors of the past.

But this is not the reason why Gong Si came here, he came here for other reasons.

“Belief in God has nothing to do with God…”

Looking at the damaged sacred cherry tree in front of him, Gong Si suddenly said something that was not quite consistent with his identity. These were also the words Gong Si said unconsciously in his confused thoughts.

He originally thought that gods needed human beings' faith, because gods could exist only because of faith, and when faith increased, the power of gods would also increase. However, everything that had just happened made him begin to doubt his conclusion.

Do gods really need their faith?

Then why did He not appear when His believers were in danger of death, and even allowed large numbers of lives to die?

Is it true, as Furude Reimu said, that the great god Asama wants to seal Mount Fuji, so there is no extra power to solve the problems of the present world?

"Ugh……"

Gong Si suppressed his confused thoughts. What was the point of thinking more? No matter what the reason was, it was a fact that the gods did not appear this time.

As for why the giant skeleton and the miasma filled with ghosts disappeared, who knows? He only knew that this time, the god he believed in did not save his believers.

After thinking for a long time, Gong Si took a last look at the damaged tree roots and trunks, then left.

………………

"What do you mean by asking me to work for you?"

Listening to the price mentioned by Takesora, Kote Reimu was a little confused. It was not that she was ungrateful, but...

Does this bookstore really need employees?

"It means exactly what it says." After lying down comfortably, Takesora suddenly waved at a screen at the back of the store. As Furude Reimu looked confused, a furry white cat suddenly trotted out from behind the screen.

The short legs stopped in front of the recliner with a clatter, then climbed up Zhukong's trouser legs and curled up in Zhukong's arms.

Stroking Xiaobai in his arms, Zhukong felt as if he had become a bit like a boss behind the scenes. With the blessing of the cat, his status soared.

No wonder a certain godfather likes to hold a cat in his arms and speaks so slowly, this feeling is really addictive.

"Ahem~" He cleared his throat, and Zhukong continued to stroke the cat. He said in a low and slow voice, "The price you need to pay is that while I am out wandering...out witnessing the changes of the times, I will fulfill the wishes of the customers who are lucky enough to enter the bookstore."

"Why do you have to lower your voice when you speak? Doesn't your throat hurt..." Furude Reimu first complained speechlessly, and then raised her own question, "Wish? Like a dragon or a genie in a magic lamp, a being that helps others realize their wishes?"

"What are you thinking about? That kind of unlimited wish-granting machine only exists in fantasy."

I feel that everything that is happening now is even more magical than fantasy... Although I thought so in my heart, Furude Reimu still pretended to listen.

"Just like the wish I once fulfilled for you, I gave you an inhuman power that transcends the mundane, and then let the strongest desire in your heart drive you to realize your desire."

"But if I explain it this way, it sounds a bit like some evil demon with bad intentions, so I used a more pleasant term, which is a wish."

Listening to Kamisora's explanation, Furude Reimu was speechless for a moment. "Be more confident, don't feel anything. You are exactly the demon in those Western stories."

Use power to lure people into depravity, and then when the seduced person commits an irreversible regret, in despair, the demon will appear beside the seduced person in his true form and ask, why do you want to regret? This is your own choice...

Alas! ! !

With a shudder, Furude Reimu stopped her imagination. This was simply a living devil!

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Furude Reimu's sudden look of panic and fear, Takesora knew without telepathy that she must be thinking about something rude.

"I've already said that I'm not a demon. Besides, you're my first guest after I woke up. Do you think I've done anything to you?"

"And after giving you the power, I also did after-sales insurance, and even celebrated your first ghost-killing experience!"

Although except for the first time we met, the subsequent ones were not me, but an avatar named Zhukong.

Takesora, who looks like Takesora on the outside, but is actually Shenkong himself on the inside, added silently in his heart.

During the month in the island country, it was his clone who was handling some things that needed care. It was only after he came back to take back his clone that he learned about all the recent events.

Although it is possible to share senses and memories with the clone simultaneously, that feeling is not pleasant, so Shen Kong, as the original body, directly cut off the connection with the clone.

Therefore, the scenario he had originally envisioned did not happen, but instead turned into a development beyond his expectations.

Those clones also knew that he didn't hate these sudden stories, so they didn't contact him and let them develop.

Therefore, the appearance of Huang Quan was also a patch made by Shen Kong afterwards.

It was just that he had planned to kidnap the little witch to work as an employee in his bookstore. It was just that the process was different from what he had imagined. But as long as the result was the same, it didn't matter if the process was different.

"It seems so..."

After listening to Takesora's explanation, Furushe Reimu recalled for a moment and realized that Takesora really didn't seem to have seduced her into corruption or anything like that.

It even helped me a lot, whether it was the blue energy given to me before, or the ancient book of Huangquan given to me during the disaster.

"By the way, Takesora-kun, did you get the book back?" Although she knew that Takesora would never forget about it, Furude Reimu still asked.

"Of course, that is the key to Yomi Hirasaka."

"key?!!"

"You don't think there's only one key to the gate to Hades, do you?" Looking at Furushe Reimu's shocked expression, Takesora said in a strange tone, "Even you humans have a few extra keys for your own doors, so how could there be only one key to Hades?"

"Hmm..." After hearing what Takesong said, Furushe Reimu finally reacted. For something that looked so powerful, she unconsciously thought it was unique.

"And my key is a low-quality one. The real key of Yomiuri Hirasaka can open the door of Yomiuri anytime and anywhere without any cost."

"So that's how it is." Reimu Furude twisted a strand of her white hair. She thought this was the price she had to pay, but she didn't expect it to be a side effect of inferior quality goods.

"Okay, stop imagining. Let's go. I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the workflow."

"Huh? So fast!"

Chapter 221 Maybe the plot in the comics can really happen in reality?

Kojima Kawano was walking alone on the side of the road as usual. He usually went home alone after school, neither participating in club activities nor going to cram school.

Whether it's childhood sweethearts who grew up together or female friends who are like bickering enemies, the plots in these comic books are impossible to happen in reality.

This is a truth that Kojima Kawano has understood since he was a child. Even though he is a veteran otaku, he has long known that comics are just comics.

Anyone who seeks reality in fictional stories must have something wrong with his brain.

He never felt that he was the protagonist of the book, even though his experience was almost exactly the same as that of the protagonists in some books, that is...

"Hey, kid, come over here and lend us some money!"

In the alley nearby, a few hooligans smoking and shouting at Kojima Kawano with gangster smiles on their faces, waving at him at the same time.

Kojima Kawano stopped and looked around. He seemed to be the only one around. If he guessed correctly...

"Don't look at me, I'm calling you. Do you want us to invite you over personally?"

If ordinary people encounter this situation, there are usually three ways to deal with it. The first is to run away before the gangsters can react, in order to protect themselves. The second is to not be timid and just fight, so that the gangsters know that they are not so easy to mess with. However, Kojima Kawano chose the third way.

He walked towards the alley with his head lowered and his schoolbag on his back, with a submissive look on his face, thinking that losing money could ward off disaster and just consider it as bad luck.

"Oh, you're quite sensible. We don't even need to do anything."

Seeing Kojima Kawano like this, the gang started chatting and laughing. They were just talking about not having enough cigarettes, so they went to buy a few more packs, or going to the pachinko parlor to have a few rounds.

In their view, Kojima Kawano was already a walking money bag that brought them money. Of course, it was not wrong to think so, as Kojima Kawano did not think of resisting.

In fact, Kojima Kawano was not like this before. After all, no one is naturally cowardly. He had tried to resist, but what followed was more violent punches and kicks, as well as revenge out of anger.

It turns out that resistance can't solve the problem...

After getting this answer, Kojima Kawano learned to lie down, learned the method of spiritual victory, and learned to accept everything.

"With just this little money, ugh, it's not even enough to buy a few packs of cigarettes, what rubbish!"

Listening to the taunts from the gangsters, Kojima Kawano wanted to say that most of the money had been "given as a gift" to the big brother in his class, so he didn't have much money.

But he just thought about it in his mind and didn't say it out loud, because he had long understood that these people didn't want to hear explanations. If you explain, they will get angry and think that you have lost their face.

"I am very sorry that my poverty has caused you any trouble."

He bowed his head to apologize, and everything went smoothly.

"Go away. It's so unlucky that I met a poor guy."

The wallet was thrown at Kojima Kawano's timid and smiling face. Despite such an insult, Kojima Kawano did not say a word. He just silently picked up the wallet that fell on the ground and walked out of the alley.

There were sounds of laughter coming from behind. The gangsters seemed to have not taken what happened just now to heart at all. After all, what happened just now was not as important as what to eat next time.

This is a similar situation to that of the comic protagonist, being despised, bullied, and no one likes him. The only difference is that the comic protagonist can teleport to another world and the author has cheats.

He was obviously a fat guy with body odor, and was despised and bullied by everyone in the class. He even broke through the floor level. But suddenly he was sent to another world by God, ate the fruit of evolution, and instantly became thin and handsome. He also had a beautiful girlfriend, and then embarked on a victorious life.

Isn’t this nonsense!