The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

In Gensokyo, not everyone has the same schedule. For example, for the residents of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, most of their daytime routine is spent leisurely resting. After all, the owners here are a pair of vampire sisters.

But today is a little different.

In the garden of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, the vampire sister, the lord, rarely appeared in the daylight, even though she was holding an umbrella.

What was even more surprising than her was that a certain witch who claimed to be a dead otaku, well, the Immovable Great Library, actually came outside today.

The two of them are troubled by a poorly drawn drawing.

"Is this the tennis you're talking about?"

Remilia confidently studied the pattern on the paper and shook her head after a while.

"I've never seen this before. Is this something interesting?"

"It's not a question of whether it's interesting or not. I can't explain it to you."

Wu Ye rolled his eyes at her, then he pointed at the drawings in front of him and asked:

"So, can this be made?"

"Who knows, let's see what Patch says."

The picture in Takeya's hand shows the patterns of tennis rackets and tennis balls.

The reason why Takeru came to the Scarlet Devil Mansion today is actually very simple. In order to prepare for the game in a month, he still wanted to make some preparations.

Although he has superhuman physical fitness, he still feels that it is better to get used to the basic movements.

However, since practicing outside was too troublesome and a waste of time, he decided to work hard in Gensokyo. In this way, the first thing he had to prepare was tennis balls and rackets.

It was impossible to make it by hand. He didn't have the skills, so he thought of a shortcut -

magic.

To the outside world, this is just an element in a storybook, but in Gensokyo, it is a common thing.

That's why Takeya, who has the knowledge of both worlds, came to Remilia, or Remilia's friend Patchouli, for help. After all, she is Qiyao's magician, so she can't even make a racket. Bar?

But compared to this, he is more curious now——

"This is a movement that originated in the UK. Aren't you a vampire? Why don't you know about it?"

"I am not a British vampire."

In return, Takeya rolled his eyes, and Remilia looked away from the drawing as if she had lost interest:

"Forget it, since you want this, let Pachi help you. It won't take much effort anyway."

"Thanks, Remilia."

Takeya chatted with Remilia in a familiar manner, and the scene seemed to be exactly the same as when the two pretended to be brother and sister in the outside world.

"You two, don't make a decision for me so simply. And you, human being, who is helping you? Is the person you want to thank the wrong person?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Patchouli glared displeasedly at the two people who were laughing at the same time. Seeing the embarrassed but unrepentant looks in their eyes, a feeling of powerlessness arose from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, Remy, no matter what, you are too doting on this human being!"

"Huh? Wait, is there something wrong with your wording?"

Hearing this, Wu also felt strange, but Remilia waved her hands indifferently and said:

"What does it matter? Such things are easy for Pachi anyway, right? Takeya?"

"Uh, um, yeah."

Wu Ye was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly flattered:

"At first, I asked Marisa for help, but that guy didn't know how to do this kind of magic at all. As expected, Patchouli's level of magic is higher."

When he said this, Wu Ye's eyes kept wandering, and he was obviously talking nonsense.

However, he did immediately go to his more familiar friend Marisa for help, but his main purpose was not to let Marisa help him make a racket.

After all, as an old friend who has known each other for several years, he knows the other party's level very well. If you ask her to become a cannon, it might be possible, but if you want to talk about such ordinary things, especially magic cannons, there is no chance. The racket hehe.

Takeru never expected Marisa to have any normal magic that could help, so the real reason he went to Marisa was to ask Alice for help through her.

Alice is different from Marisa. She is a magician with a serious background. Looking at those well-made dolls, Takeru feels that she is safe. Unfortunately, accidents always happen unprepared.

Alice found it. As soon as she heard that it was Marisa's invitation, she immediately appeared in front of the two of them. However, after she heard that she wanted to help Takeya make something, she decisively refused.

Not only that, she also manipulated the doll to drive Takeya out, which made him extremely depressed. He just wanted to ask her for a favor. Was he so resistant?

To be honest, Wuya hasn't done anything yet, okay? I just mispronounced Alice's name again.

Ahem, to sum up, in desperation, Takeru had no choice but to give up Marisa, who was easier to talk to, and try his luck with Patchouli, who had a worse personality.

"Don't compare me to that dilettante."

After listening to Wu Ye's words, Patchouli snorted coldly and stopped talking. She casually laid out a simple magic circle on the small table in front of her. Green and gray light began to pour into it from all sides. After a while, the light began to pour into it. gathered into visible shapes.

That's what a tennis racket and tennis ball look like.

The surging light gradually subsided, like boiling water being cooled down. It gradually became smooth from the undulating state, and finally maintained this posture and slowly faded away the layer of light like peeling skin.

Under that light, an exquisite racket and ball were born.

"Oh, that's awesome! Magic is really omnipotent!"

Takeru couldn't wait to swing the racket a few times. I don't know if it was made by Patchouli herself. Although this racket was made according to Takeye's drawings and looked the same as the outside rackets, the feel was completely different.

"That's great. It would be great if I could take it out."

While sighing, Takeru couldn't help but smile bitterly at his own thoughts. If he couldn't bring in rackets from the outside world, why would he make one in Gensokyo first?

But no matter what, it's always good to be able to make it.

"Thanks, Patchouli."

Xie Wu was definitely sincere when he said this.

"Um."

With a lukewarm response, Patchouli said hello to Remilia and walked toward the basement without looking back.

"Is this okay?"

Remilia stayed under the huge parasol and wondered:

"It feels like a toy."

"Ah."

Smiling helplessly at Remilia's comments, Takeru shrugged and said:

"But there's nothing wrong with it being a toy to you."

"Anything is fine, but if you want to practice this, what about the practice of swordsmanship?"

Remilia had obviously heard the rumor that Takeya was learning swordsmanship from Bai Yulou’s former court master:

"Is it okay not to report to the underworld?"

"No problem, I've already said hello."

Wu Yi spread his hands indifferently:

"Anyway, even if I keep practicing, there will probably be no results."

Thank you, passerby on the other side, a good person will be uneasy throughout his life, and give him a reward