Paradise Project from Gensokyo

"That's for sure!"

"While he was being physically stimulated, the dialogue from the play was also transmitted to his ears, causing him to dream about strange things."

"With the double stimulation, it should be clean!"

Marisa explained convincingly.

Anyway, I just took enough videos and ran away. As for whether the video was cleaned up in the end and whether the person would wake up, it was not within my consideration.

It doesn’t matter even if he wakes up. The little devil and Yongyi can be used as scapegoats!

"Okay, help get the boss into the bathroom. I'll fix it there later."

"I'll take Sakuya back to bed first. It's not good for her to lie there all the time."

"Row."

After hesitating for a moment, the little devil finally chose to cooperate.

I did this for Lady Patchouli, and definitely not because of the strange excitement I felt when I was playing the victim just now!

Just as she was carrying Lin Yan towards the bathroom, Marisa was about to help Sakuya up when her eyes suddenly froze.

I saw that the floor beneath Sakuya's feet had been soaked with sweat at some point, and beads of sweat kept sliding down her slender feet, which looked a bit shocking.

Immersed in her dream, she seemed to have received an extremely terrifying stimulation, so much so that when it was reflected in her real body, she broke out in sweat.

Could this guy be dreaming about fighting with his boss?

The amount of sweat she produced was terrifying, and the ferocity of the fight in her dream was obviously beyond her imagination.

It would be great if I could record the contents of my dreams through special means. It would save me a lot of trouble and I wouldn’t have to worry about overstraining my body.

Marisa sighed, but didn't think too much of it. She picked up Sakuya and placed her on the bed.

He glanced at Yongyi who was still recovering from the shock, muttered a few words, and then strolled towards the bathroom.

But before she entered the house, she heard some strange sounds of water.

It made a gurgling sound, and the frequency was gradually increasing.

Marisa's eyelids twitched, and she pushed the door open in an instant, arresting the criminal who was plotting something illegal on the spot.

The little devil froze, and explained in a panic:

"Don't get me wrong, the bathroom floor was too slippery and I accidentally fell. The boss happened to be right below..."

"You threw it quite accurately, and it fit perfectly."

Marisa looked at the guy who was eating secretly with a subtle expression.

This is obviously not to protect Pachi, but because he has evil intentions and is greedy for pleasure!

Just as the little devil tried to argue a few more times, Marisa suddenly showed a sinister smile on her face.

"I already have evidence of your guilt!"

"If you don't want Patchy to know that you've been cheating on her, you should have taken all the boss's surplus food by yourself today."

"You f*cking want me dead!"

The little devil's face turned black. He was defending the boss alone. What the hell was the difference between this and committing suicide!

"Lady Patchouli won't believe your nonsense!"

"Heh, when the evidence is laid out before her... can you please stop? Isn't this addiction a bit too much?"

The little devil's twisting waist paused slightly, and then he turned his head away guiltily.

"The boss did it himself."

"..."

Your body is much more honest than your mouth!

Marisa's eyes twitched, and she immediately sat down on the small stool in the bathroom, waving her hand and saying—

"If you don't want Patchy to see your high-definition video of you cheating, then follow my instructions."

"video?"

The little devil's pupils trembled.

As Marisa chuckled and introduced the props given by Wenwen, the little devil's face turned green.

But at this point, in order not to destroy her image in Patchouli's heart, she could only choose to surrender with tears.

"Now, immediately, rape!"

"Be more fancy with your posture, play to your racial advantage, why are you being so timid!"

"Faster, faster, faster! Didn't you have enough to eat? You have the nerve to call yourself a demon at this speed?"

Amid Marisa's yelling, the little devil was "forced" to rescue the unconscious boss.

The high frequency of rescue efforts made her so exhausted that her old injury almost recurred.

While sweat was pouring down her face, the excitement of saving lives was also eroding her consciousness.

Just as she started to speed up, Marisa also poured some sunscreen on Lin Yan.

"You can spread it evenly over him, move slowly, and focus on the touching process."

"Oh, yes! That's the smell."

"Stop, stop, stop. Don't go so fast here. Don't fool people."

"Go aside, I'll show you!"

The little devil looked at Marisa who was trying to push her apart with a look of regret. The uncomfortable feeling of being stuck made her want to strangle the thing to death.

This guy definitely did it on purpose!

"Didn't you say that I should take charge? You should give way."

"Your movements are not standard, let me show you."

"How can you say such nonsense!"

As the two of them were scratching and snatching each other, the gap hidden in the corner quietly closed...

193

Chapter 193 Wenwen begins to try to drag the target customer into the abyss.

"This guy Yongyi strikes a little too quickly. They said the ghost tribe is more resistant to penetration?"

Looking through the window at Yongyi who was still pretending to be dead and slacking off, Wenwen sighed with some regret.

You are a ghost!

Stand up! Is it acceptable to be exposed by humans?

Wenwen knocked on the window, trying to awaken the other person's will to fight to the death.

However, in response to her expectations, Yongyi waved his hand lazily.

It really doesn't work. Manual transmission is still too tiring and is far less relaxing than the automatic transmission after the boss wakes up.

Don’t think that the two things in the bathroom are having fun now, they may not last as long as you do.

Seeing this guy start to move, Wenwen couldn't help but go into the house.

"Since you're not moving now, I'll collect the photos and look for clients later."

"Here."

Yongyi scratched his stomach and threw the micro-small camera that was stained with it over.

After Wenwen accepted it, he put a new one on her.

"You have quite a lot of props."

"It's better to be prepared. Besides, the Kappa who made this is pretty easy to bribe. Just a few cucumbers and I got a lot of goodies along the way."

Wenwen explained casually, put the camera away, and then rushed out of the room.

I will edit the video according to the instructions given by He Qu later. After it is done, I can go and seduce those unsatisfied old guys!

From now on, you will be the one who runs the basement of this grocery store!

Watching the guy's anxious figure, Yongyi scratched his head and then looked at Sakuya on the bed.

In just a short while, the sheets were soaked.

At this moment, a lot of sweat was still dripping down, spreading and soaking the floor and carpet.

Yongyi looked at the scene in bewilderment, his mind also becoming a little confused.

What kind of trouble did one have to go through in this dream to end up like this?

Before she could grab the mop and start mopping the floor, she saw the head maid suddenly twitch violently.

The next second, her breath became lazy and long...

The corners of Yongyi's eyes twitched, and his expression became a little strange.

Sakuya said he would defend the line to the death, but it seemed like he was really holding back. He never dreamed he would go to such lengths.

Yugi sighed and finally gave up on cleaning.

The floor might get damp again later, so I might as well just leave it all behind and deal with it tomorrow.

As she collapsed comfortably on the sofa and pretended to be dead, things started to get a little strange in the other rooms.

In a darkened room, Reimu sat up from the mat as if startled from a dying illness.

After staring at my mother who had fallen asleep on the bed, I tentatively called out to her softly—

"Ah-Are you awake? I can't sleep."

"..."

Grandma didn't respond at all, her breathing was slow and slow, and she was obviously sleeping very soundly.

Reimu breathed a sigh of relief, then began to toss around the house excitedly.

I have been lying in wait for so long, just waiting for this moment to steal back the gold bricks. Maybe I can even find the secret money hidden by my mother!

But I had no choice, after all, it was my mother who was unkind first!

While she was secretly searching for the whereabouts of the gold bricks, her mother, who had fallen into a deep sleep, seemed to be pulled, and her dreams became strangely distorted and turbulent.

When she finally came to her senses, she had already arrived in a vast white space.

A house stands in the center of the space, looking as brand new as if it had just been built.

As my mother approached with confusion, she saw that the small courtyard next to her looked wet and messy, as if it had just been ravaged.

When we arrived at the main entrance, we could even hear faint sounds of fighting and applause coming from inside.

What exactly is going on?

Dream?

That's not right. My consciousness remains so clear...

Grandma scratched her face in confusion, and after hesitating for a moment, she chose to turn the door handle.

The moment the door opened and she saw what was inside, my mother froze in place.

The head maid who was lying at the entrance also had her pupils dilated for a moment, and then quickly rolled up.

puff-

The sound of spilling blood echoed in the entrance hall. Sakuya, who was already on the verge of death, could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

The remaining white blood that was ready to burst out rushed past uncontrollably and splashed onto Grandma's face with incredible precision.

After a series of heavy blows, my mother almost lost her mind.

Before she could react, she was dragged into the house.

As the door slammed shut, the brutal fight and bloody battle inside the room was also cut off...

"Hmm~"