Shoujo Grand Summoning

Chapter 1720: A miko with ungodly trains of logic

The next morning,

Wu Yan felt like there was something bushy near his nose, he felt itchy and couldn’t hold back the sneeze.

Wu Yan rubbed his nose, he ensured the bushy stuff was gone before continuing his sleep.

Then, someone poked something bushy near his nose again.

Feeling like someone was obviously pranking him, he opened his eyes.

“Hehe, Onii-chan woke up.”

Wu Yan looked at the individual resting on his chest.

It is a little girl with tattered wings of crystalline objects hanging on her wings. She showed a smug smile after pranking Wu Yan.

Apparently, she used the tip of her ponytail to brush Wu Yan’s nostrils. 

“Brat.”

Wu Yan grabbed her before growling.

“Do you know what happens to naughty kids who mess with brother?”

“Uwa! Onii-chan is angry.”

Flan feigned fear as she cowered in front of her brother.

“Flan is wrong, please forgive meeee…”

“You don’t sound honest.”

Wu Yan said.

“What do you do after playing a prank on other people?”

“What?”

Flan is curious.

“Well…”

Wu Yan grinned.

“First, you need to hand over the tool of crime.”

Flan quickly grabbed her ponytail and protested.

“No way…”

“Ah…”

Wu Yan took out a pair of scissors.

“Let me cut that hair!”

“Noooooo!”

Flan ran away as Wu Yan chased her, the boards creaked as the two filled the morning with good memories.

Hakurei Shrine is filled with good scenery. As the rays of sunlight suffused the area, a wisp of gust swept the leaves along the ground.

Flan entered the shrine while Wu Yan carried her in his arms.

“Red and white jerk, you here?”

A short silence greeted him.

Reimu was sleeping in the kotatsu with her head poking out. When the sunlight from the opened door hit her face, she shrank back into the kotatsu like a vampire against the sunlight.

“Wait, I thought we were the vampires.”

Wu Yan retorted.

Flan slapped the table hard in order to see what reaction she could get out of Reimu.

“Red and white, rise and shine,  the sun is on your butt now.”

“Noisy.”

Reimu grumbled.

“Wake me when the sun hits my legs.”

“...”

Wu Yan slammed the table this time.

“The sun is on your legs now!”

“Sheesh, so much for my leg.”

Reimu muttered again.

“Wake me up when it hits my butt.”

“I thought I was the laziest, you’re even lazier than me!”

Wu Yan almost choked on his saliva.

“Wake up! God! Do you want breakfast or not?!”

“Breakfast?”

Reimu’s butterfly accessory twitched as her face poked out from the kotatsu.

“What’s for breakfast? Isn’t it time for lunch, now?”

Flan is also staring at Reimu like she is staring at an alien sloth creature.

Reimu is planning to wake up at lunchtime?

Wu Yan never slept past noon. Meanwhile, Reimu is at another level of sleeping in.

“Forget it…”

Wu Yan said.

“Where is the kitchen, I will go fix something up.”

…

“This is really good… Mwuuu.”

Kotatsu-dweller Reimu is currently chowing down food like crazy.

Her inhuman speed is reducing the meat on the table visibly.

“Why wasn’t breakfast so tasty before?”

Wu Yan and Flan watched as Reimu opened her bottomless pit to eat.

“She doesn’t often does she.”

Flan wondered out loud.

“Pitiful sister.”

“She eats lunch for breakfast, i feel like this isn’t avoidable.”

Wu Yan said.

“We should forgive her.”

“Okay, Onii-chan.”

Wu Yan and Flan ate their breakfast.

Wu Yan and Flan hid some of the food too because it seems like Reimu wouldn’t stop soon.

Soon, the trio cleaned the table.

“Phew.”

Reimu closed her eyes with satisfaction.

“It’s been so long since I ate like this.”

“It seems…”

Wu Yan glanced at her.

“I reckon you’re not eating regularly. Don’t tell me you don’t have enough food?”

“No money for food?”

Reimu said.

“Eating food costs money?”

“Ha?”

Wu Yan gasped.

“Where do you get the materials?”

“Don’t know.”

Reimu pursed her lips.

“It appears in my warehouse every time.”

“How does that happen?”

Wu Yan gasped.

It must be because a certain perpetual 17-year-old with the ability to open portals gave her the materials so the poor miko wouldn't starve to death.

Wu Yan shook his head with a smile.

“Flan, come…”

“What?”

Flan asked.

“Wanna go on a trip?”

“Yes!”

“Where to?”

“The Red Devil mansion.”

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