Stardew Valley of Gensokyo

Aya Shameimaru's vision went black for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal.

She's a seasoned journalist, after all, and has plenty of experience dealing with these kinds of things.

If Ji Haitang really saw and published it, I'll just deny it. Anyway, our "Wenwen News" has more readers than "Huaguozi Newspaper," so she'll end up shooting herself in the foot.

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, Aya Shameimaru glanced at Sawaya Akina, who was staring blankly to the side.

"Alright, your stove should be finished by now, let's go in and take a look."

"I was just about to say that, let's go in together."

Although unaware of what had happened, Akina Sawa quickly stepped aside and followed Aya Shameimaru inside.

I walked behind and closed the greenhouse door behind me.

Without sunlight, the indoor lighting suddenly decreased significantly.

The roaring flames in the earthen stove stood out starkly in the dim environment.

After closing the door, Akina Sawa also walked to Shameimaru Aya's side.

The air was filled with the smell of burning oak, and the glow from the intensely burning firewood felt warm and cozy, perfect for snuggling into bed and sleeping.

The surrounding air gradually warmed up, even though there was no thermometer.

But judging from the body temperature alone, Akina Ze determined that it was already warm enough to take off his coat.

"Crack! Click!"

Shameimaru Aya was seen taking a few pictures of the stove fire with her camera.

Why take pictures of the earthen stove? Akina Ze curiously joined in, but most of the photos he saw were black, with only a small flame showing color.

"Doesn't your camera have a flash?" Akina Sawa asked as well.

However, Aya Shameimaru does not intend to respond to Sawaya Akina.

Instead, she looked around the greenhouse. But after a while, she still couldn't find what she was looking for.

There was no other way, so Aya Shameimaru turned to Sawa Akina, who was sitting by the fire, and said:

"Isn't this a greenhouse for growing crops? Where are the main lights that provide illumination?"

Lighting? Headlights?

The warm temperature made my head feel warm too.

Akina Ze, who was all smiles, suddenly realized a big problem, and his expression turned ugly.

Yeah! Where's my light?!

I have not received a reply for a long time.

"Wait a minute? You haven't forgotten that plants need light to grow, have you?" Aya Shameimaru asked suspiciously.

Akina Ze did not answer, but turned his back and gently bit the skin on his finger.

But Aya Shameimaru wouldn't let him off so easily.

"Hee hee~"

She suddenly stood in front of Akina Zeya.

Despite her tall stature, she appeared petite and delicate, her slender waist curving into a captivating S-curve. Her hands were clasped behind her back, and her right foot rested on her left heel.

Her pretty face was facing Akina Zeya, her big eyes narrowed into a curved line, and even the curve of her lips looked like it could hold a pound of honey.

After carefully examining Akina Zeya, my doubts were confirmed.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! You call yourself a farmer?! Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter echoed through the wooden house, which was only warm.

Aya Shameimaru clutched her stomach with both hands, laughing so hard she looked like a little lobster.

Akina Ze's face turned pale, then purple, and finally black, almost as black as a wall stained with soot.

He genuinely hadn't noticed that greenhouses also needed light, because he never paid attention to the sun when farming, and in Gensokyo, a place with favorable weather, it was hard to realize the importance of the sun.

Now Akina Sawa has completely fallen into a ditch.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" Aya Shameimaru was still laughing, tears streaming down her face.

Akina Sawa was speechless, watching with a dark expression as Shameimaru Aya laughed like a lobster.

After a while, Aya Shameimaru had finished laughing and wiped away the tears from the corner of her left eye, saying:

"Forget it, you shouldn't plant anything this winter. Come work at my newspaper office instead. You won't need to do any fieldwork; just help me by pouring water and giving me shoulder and back massages. Plus, the benefits are fantastic!"

"How can this be?" Akina Ze refused without even thinking, "As the leader of Gensokyo's planting industry, how can I easily sell myself to you?"

"Oh? Then name a condition that won't be easy." Aya Shameimaru didn't give up either, taking the maple leaf-shaped fan from her waist to half-cover her face and gracefully fanning herself.

Gollum~

Seeing this, Akina Sawa couldn't help but swallow hard. Shameimaru Aya was probably serious, but I didn't want to work.

Although Aya Shameimaru is beautiful and has long legs, looking at her face every day can make you eat three bowls of rice.

But it's impossible for me to work; it's impossible for me to work in this lifetime.

Suddenly, Akina Ze felt a fire burning in his heart.

Actually, the fire in the stove was burning too brightly and was too hot.

He looked dignified and awe-inspiring, as if he were about to utter a remarkable sentence.

next second.

"I cook pretty well too, you should pay extra."

Akina Ze also said weakly.

"Sure, sure, then you..." As if he had seen a fat sheep, Aya Shameimaru was about to agree with a big smile.

Suddenly, a dripping sound came from the hat on Aya Shameimaru's head.

After the sound ended, Aya Shameimaru looked up at Sawaya Akina, her expression slightly furrowed, and she opened her mouth several times but ultimately did not open it.

Then, Aya Shameimaru straightened his hat and said:

"Don't rush to agree. Come with me. Maybe there's still a chance for things to turn around in your sheltered environment."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Akina Ze was naturally overjoyed, but inwardly he sighed.

Being a kept man is indeed very tempting; even I almost couldn't resist.

But Akina Ze quickly shook off his gloom and asked:

"Then where are we going?"

Aya Shameimaru did not respond, but turned around and walked behind Sawaya Akina.

Feeling the touch on his waist, Akina Ze's body tensed up immediately.

Suddenly, a gust of air blew in my face.

Akina Ze couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already in mid-air.

The houses below looked like a stain on a patch of snow, and the smoke emanating from the greenhouse was so fine it was almost invisible.

"I just received intelligence that the Scarlet Devil Mansion should have what you're looking for."

The wind blowing high in the sky hurt people's lives, and Akina Ze could only hear intermittent sounds in his ears, which he could not hear very clearly.

"What?" Akina Ze shouted, his mouth agape, as the wind continued to blow.

“It’s nothing.” Aya Shameimaru shook her head.

Akina Ze only felt something rubbing against his back.

"Let's go then, the wind is too strong!"

"it is good."

With a sudden tightening of the belt around his waist, the wind speed increased dramatically, and the ground began to roll like a scroll.

Akina Ze also kept his eyes tightly closed, the high-speed wind leaving him no time to think about anything else.

“…” Aya Shameimaru parted her lips slightly, but the wind carried away her words.

Ok?

Akina Sawa seemed to have heard something, but the creaking radio could never play the main signal.

He wanted to turn around, but the force behind him held him back, preventing him from doing so.

Huh? It must be my imagination, right?

Akina Sawa thought the same thing...

Chapter Seven Fog

"Hmm~ Sakuya, this kind of sake is definitely the best."

On the misty lakeside, under a large parasol, the imposing owner Remilia sat comfortably in a chair that seemed disproportionate to her size, holding a crystal-clear wine glass in her hand.

The wine in the glass swayed slightly, its deep color like red amber, reflecting an alluring luster in the smooth glass.

“Yes, young lady,” said Izayoi Sakuya, who was serving at the side.

After a pause, she added, "But this is the last bottle that was kept; the rest disappeared with the Scarlet Devil Mansion under Patchouli's magic."

Remilia, who had always entrusted all matters of the Scarlet Devil Mansion to Sakuya, didn't seem to care much.

"Oh~ In that case, why don't you go and buy some more from that outsider? I never expected that a master brewer could come to this poor, remote place."

But Izayoi Sakuya shook her head and said, "Miss, the budget is already insufficient. Although the Scarlet Devil Mansion itself is insured, the various decorations inside are calculated separately, and the insurance we signed with Kappa does not cover these as well."

"So after paying this part of the money, our cash reserves are no longer sufficient to purchase fine wines."

Upon hearing this, Remilia clicked her tongue and immediately lost all interest in fine wine. She downed the rest of the red wine in one gulp and slammed the empty glass down on the table.

Remilia sat up, her red eyes radiating a dangerous aura.

“We need to make Patchouli take responsibility. Let’s deduct all her future wages and pay her back when it’s enough to cover the losses.”

Patchouli, who was far away inside the kappa human power plant, couldn't help but sneeze.

“I’m afraid that’s impossible,” Izayoi Sakuya said, rejecting the idea. “As far as I know, you haven’t paid Patchouli a salary, so it’s impossible to make compensation with that money.”

"Oh, I see~" Remilia, who was sitting in the chair, shook her head from side to side, revealing an innocent look. If you ignored the fact that this little girl was over 500 years old, you might actually be fooled by her.

After a pause, Sakuya Izayoi continued, "By the way, I don't get paid either."

"Mmm, Sakuya, you've worked hard. Come here, squat down and let me pat your head." Remilia, exuding an air of authority, seemed to be trying to skip the topic with this approach.

Surprisingly, Sakuya Izayoi, who exudes a cool and capable aura, seems to fall for it, obediently bending down to where Remy can touch her.

"Very good~ Very good~"

Remilia stood on the chair and gently stroked Sakuya's head.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would surely admire the harmonious and heartwarming atmosphere.

Unfortunately, a sudden burst of noise from afar shattered the tranquility of this picturesque scene.

"Let go! Marisa, let go!"

"No way! I worked so hard to catch it, I can't let it go!"

In the mist, Marisa and Alice, who were fishing on the lake, were rushing towards the shore at high speed. To be precise, their small wooden boat was being carried by a large cargo boat in the water.

"Marisa! Let go!"

The wind from the speeding ship was immense, a fierce gust of wind hitting us head-on, while Alice at the stern held her skirt tightly, not letting the wind have a chance to get in.

Marisa, who was wrestling with a large fish, stood tall and proud at the bow of the boat, beads of sweat sliding down her neck from her ears. She gripped the fishing rod tightly with both hands, giving it her all and refusing to give up.

But even human strength has its limits, and the prolonged stalemate had exhausted Marisa's stamina. After all, she was a mage, not a warrior; to have lasted this long meant she had used up all her endurance and even her remaining strength. Even so, Marisa still didn't let go of her hands.

Seemingly sensing that the people on the ship were exhausted, the large creature below suddenly lunged forward, and a powerful new force came through the ropes.

Caught off guard, Marisa was pulled down by the force, her body sliding along the rope that was rapidly pulling her into the water.

In the critical moment, Marisa gritted her teeth and refused to give up. She held onto the fishing rod tightly and pressed her entire body against it.