Gensokyo Detective, but surrounded by Shura Field

“N-Namu… I mean, you could expand into some legitimate business…”

“Like proactively completing other people’s requests… not necessarily limited to… um… limited to the traditional detective work of solving cases through reasoning…”

With his intermittent explanation.

Chu Bai understood what she meant.

The profession of a detective has significant limitations in Gensokyo.

After all, this is a place where you fight if you make eye contact. Any difficult problems are often solved by fighting, rather than slow reasoning.

So, it’s difficult for traditional detectives to survive.

Instead of sticking to the old model, it’s better to broaden the business and develop some new services that are barely related to detective work… like being an odd-job man, completing specific requests for someone, and so on.

“Thank you, Master, I understand!”

Chu Bai said gratefully, then revealed a puzzled look:

“But Master Byakuren, is your body really okay?”

“N-No problem… Benefactor Chu Bai, why do you ask…”

“Because your posture is clearly wrong!”

Chu Bai looked at the master in front of him with a cold sweat.

Saint Byakuren had changed from sitting cross-legged to kneeling, her slender legs tightly intertwined and constantly twisting back and forth. Her face was already covered in blush, and even fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Her fair fingers were on her thighs, as if enduring something, but unable to do anything with Chu Bai present.

Chu Bai’s emotional intelligence was no longer what it used to be. After all, he now had a girlfriend and had climbed the stairs to adulthood.

Saint Byakuren’s appearance instantly reminded him of Xiao Ai in bed, and Sanae in the futon he saw at the Moriya Shrine.

Immediately, he hurriedly got up:

“It seems Master has something important to do. I won’t disturb you, I’ll leave first…”

“Wait, you misunderstand!”

Saint Byakuren saw through Chu Bai’s true thoughts at a glance, and she hurriedly got up in a fluster:

“I’m not… ah…”

“N-Not what you think… ha… I’m just… a little itchy…”

“Really not… um…”

Under her constant use of magic to dispel it, the effect of the ultimate itch powder had reached its peak.

The ultimate tingling sensation was constantly coming from where she touched the cushion.

Of course, she had also tried to sense it, but under the influence of Nue Houjuu's power, it had become an unidentified powder.

And Chu Bai would never sense that kind of place on a woman, so he naturally thought that Saint Byakuren was just being stubborn and embarrassed to say it.

So, he immediately made a high EQ response:

“I believe you, Master Byakuren.”

“But I haven’t turned off the gas at home, so I’ll go back first. Please, help yourself…”

“I told you it’s not like that! …Ah…”

…

…

Watching Chu Bai tactfully leave the room.

Saint Byakuren’s explanation suddenly seemed pale and powerless.

But that’s fine.

The room was empty at this time, just right for her to reach out and solve it, relieving this inexplicable itching sensation.

“What exactly is this…”

“This unidentified fluctuation, could it be Nue…”

Saint Byakuren rubbed while somewhat angrily deducing the culprit in her heart.

Although she didn’t know why Nue wanted to embarrass her, she would definitely teach her a good lesson after this!

However, just as she was rubbing intensely.

The door suddenly opened, and Chu Bai actually returned:

“Sorry, I forgot to bring my newly bought business book. It cost me a huge sum of five hundred yuan… uh…”

Saint Byakuren: “…”

Chu Bai: “…”

Looking at Saint Byakuren, who was half-lying on the spot, legs open, constantly rubbing.

Chu Bai was silent for a moment, then slowly retreated:

“That, I don’t want the book anymore, please continue…”

“Wait! This is a misunderstanding!”

Saint Byakuren instantly broke down, her elegant state of mind cultivated for thousands of years had long been thrown to the clouds:

“Come back! I’m really just scratching an itch, it’s not what you think!”

Chapter 139: That… I Seem to Have Arrived at a Bad Time?

“Um… not there…”

“A little further in… aim right…”

“Ah… use, use a little more force…”

“I’m almost… almost…”

Koumyouji Temple.

In the reception room.

Waves of suppressed moans were constantly ringing out.

Chu Bai looked at the girl in front of him with black lines all over his face:

“Hey, Master Byakuren, can you not make such misleading sounds?”

“I’m just helping you clean the dust, but your reaction easily makes people think the wrong way!”

Saint Byakuren was panting heavily under him:

“Benefactor Chu Bai… please keep your mind righteous, don’t… don’t have any wild thoughts… ah~?”

“Why is it getting even more lewd?!”

Chu Bai narrowed his eyes, with the urge to leave the girl in front of him and not care.

In fact, the misunderstanding had been resolved, because Saint Byakuren had taken the initiative to lift her skirt to him just now.

He immediately saw the thick leggings, and the faint marks on the snowy thighs.

I don’t know why, Chu Bai couldn’t detect the origin of these powders in a short time, so he could only attribute it to special dust.

And he was now, at Saint Byakuren’s invitation, trying to use magic to help her clean up these things.

“But it’s very strange, how does it feel that the more magic I use, the stronger the effects of these things…”

Chu Bai stopped the spell in his hand and pondered slightly:

“Where did you get such a strange powder?”

“…I told you I didn’t put it there, but I probably already know who did it.”

Saint Byakuren lay on the tatami, her legs slightly open, her face already covered with red tide:

“That, Benefactor Chu Bai, don’t you have any way?”

Eirin Yagokoro’s medicinal effect was too strong, and there was also the blessing of Reisen Udongein Inaba’s luck, and the assistance of Nue Houjuu's confusing ability.

With the blessing of the power of the three phases, even a thousand-year-old magician was helpless.

Chu Bai thought for a moment:

“Actually, I didn’t feel any dangerous aura on it, maybe it’s just a prank prop.”

“Why don’t… you just bear with it? Maybe it will disappear on its own after a while?”

Saint Byakuren shook her head quickly, tightly pursing her lips:

“No, this feeling… um, it’s coming again…”

“Namu… I can’t help it anymore, Mr. Chu Bai, please turn around…”

Before she finished speaking, she couldn’t help but reach out.

Chu Bai indifferently shifted his gaze.

After all, with leggings on, there was no need to worry about seeing something that shouldn’t be seen.

“…Actually, maybe there is another way that is feasible.”

Chu Bai said tentatively:

“It’s just that it might be a little offensive and cause you some loss…”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Saint Byakuren said without hesitation:

“Just do it, Benefactor Chu Bai, I don’t want to continue like this anymore!”

“Then I’m coming!”

Having obtained Saint Byakuren’s permission.

Chu Bai slowly leaned down in front of the girl.

Then he directly reached out and pressed it on her snowy white and smooth thigh.

Saint Byakuren’s body trembled subconsciously, and an emotion completely different from itching seemed to be gradually rising.

She subconsciously wanted to clamp her legs, but Chu Bai suddenly exerted a little force. While causing the girl to gasp softly, a stream of warm liquid suddenly flowed on her leg.

—This was the tea they had just tasted.

Chu Bai directly poured the tea down, and then took the initiative to rub it with his hands.

“This powder seems to have a restraining effect on magic. Ordinary spells will only be absorbed by it when applied.”

“But I can’t release super-level magic on your place, after all, that would be too much…”

Chu Bai explained:

“So, I simply used the simplest physical method, that is, washing with tea without magic power.”

“These powders are powders after all. No matter how sticky they are, they will still be diluted by the liquid.”

“Look, isn’t it much better now?”

Saint Byakuren endured her shyness and moved her legs slightly.

Sure enough, with the flow of warm tea, the itching sensation from her thighs became much lighter.

It’s just that the posture of the two people at the moment was really ambiguous.

Moreover, with Chu Bai’s kneading, another emotion completely different from itching seemed to gradually rise from her body…

Knock knock knock.

A knock sounded suddenly.

Saint Byakuren’s whole body shook, and her eyes instantly regained clarity.

She quickly supported the floor and prepared to get up, but due to the tossing just now, her legs were still a little weak. Forcing herself to get up like this caused her body to lose balance instead.