"This lady invited us to go to town for fun, so let's get ready."
"oh."
The little food-loving demon stood reluctantly behind the snow woman, saying, "I want to eat sushi."
"Yes, yes, the president is hosting a banquet today, and there are many different cuisines involved," Sister Qiao said with a smile.
Swallowing hard, the little food demon obediently followed behind Qiu Shuiyiren, with the shikigami from Qiao Jie's dormitory and Sushi Gongfang's dormitory beside him. He stole a few glances, then lowered his head dejectedly.
You will see your sister.
Firefly comforted him.
After closing the Onmyoji Shrine, as we walked down the mountain, Sister Qiao called a shikigami to her.
Qiu Shuiyi recognized her immediately – wasn't this the beautiful shikigami from the Onmyoji promotional materials? What was her name again?
Please forgive her for having mild prosopagnosia; she easily forgets people she doesn't see often.
After exchanging a few words with the beautiful shikigami, Sister Qiao saw her fly over from the lamp and land in front of the hair-eating demon and the lyre player.
"Come on up, the mountain path is still very, very long~"
She moved forward a bit; there was enough space behind her for two small shikigami to sit.
The little food demon and the little demon musician exchanged a glance and refused at the same time.
“I want to stay by my father’s side; he will be lonely without me.”
The little food devil spoke righteously, while Qiu Shui Yi Ren chuckled to herself, thinking: If you have no excuse, use her as an excuse? You little rascal.
"Would you like to hear a story? I have many stories to tell~" the beautiful shikigami coaxed gently.
Do you want to hear it?
"They won't listen."
The two little ones asked and answered each other, their brows furrowed with solemnity, which infuriated her. Even though she was an SSR shikigami, she still had to obey her father's orders.
"Well... I'll show you the way. Let me know if you get tired!"
"Okay, goodbye, sister."
Seeing her leave, the two little ones breathed a sigh of relief. Qiu Shuiyi secretly rejoiced and followed behind Sister Qiao, saying unexpectedly.
"Your shikigami is very powerful."
"Ah... take your time."
Sister Qiao smiled slightly.
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After walking a short distance, the town at the foot of the mountain came into view. Passing through the city gate, Sister Qiao skillfully led them through the market and into the residential area.
Reaching a beautiful bridge, Sister Qiao pointed to the Yin-Yang Bureau behind the bridge and said, "That's it. Welcome! Fox, go and call them out to greet us."
She said to the white fox following behind her.
The white fox stepped forward and knocked on the door. The door opened, revealing a very beautiful face inside.
"Father, you're back?"
The shikigami pushed open the door and pointed to the other side.
"The shikigami from the 'Starry Night' guild just came here and said the banquet has already started and we should hurry over!"
She said excitedly, her eyes sparkling with a heroic air.
"Then... let's go to the banquet and help the little guys level up while we're at it."
Sister Qiao smiled as she looked at the hair-eating ghost and the demon musician, and then glanced at Jue behind them.
Qiu Shui Yi Ren had no objection and followed them to a Yin-Yang shrine not far away. The shrine was very large, ten times the size of the Yin-Yang shrine behind her mountain, and contained all sorts of shikigami.
"Sister Qiao, who is this?"
Seimei, seated in the main seat, asked.
"This is a new member who just joined our dorm. Today, Sushi and I went to give her some guidance."
"Autumn Water Beauty? Nice name. You probably haven't done the main quest yet, right?"
Seimei smiled faintly and asked the shikigami to give them seats. Once seated, Qiu Shuiyiren, who was not good at talking, buried herself in distributing the dishes after the maid brought them.
"The food here is plentiful!"
Xiao Shifa said in a low voice that Qiu Shui had put a piece of octopus and sushi on his plate and then gave him a bento box.
"Eat more."
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