Gensokyo Detective, but surrounded by Shura Field

At that time, he had just been adopted by his master and had not yet begun formal magic training.

It just so happened that his master received an invitation to a tea party exclusively for magicians, so he wanted to take Chu Bai to see the world.

The tea party was held in the town of Malcesine, Italy, in an abandoned ancient castle.

Due to the large number of people, coupled with Chu Bai's strong curiosity, he was gradually attracted by the magical creations in the castle, thus getting lost from his master.

The young him thought he had been abandoned by his master and that he would have to live on the streets again.

Immediately, sadness arose from his heart, and he squatted in a corner and cried.

Until a passing magician discovered him and squatted down in front of him to comfort him and talk to him.

And that magician was none other than Patchouli in front of him.

"The purpose of my going to that tea party was to find a very precious rare edition of a magic book."

"But even in Italy, which has an open folk culture, purple hair and pupils are still a bit too conspicuous."

"So I disguised myself and sneaked in, and on the way out after getting it, I ran into a crying and fussing child, whose pitiful appearance even I couldn't help but go up and talk to."

Patchouli pushed the teacup in front of Chu Bai:

"Is black tea okay?"

"Huh? Ah, yes."

Chu Bai came back to his senses and immediately retorted strongly:

"Wait, I wasn't crying and fussing, I just had sand in my eyes!"

"Yes, yes, it's just sand."

Patchouli touched Chu Bai's head with a loving expression:

"Time really flies. I didn't expect you to have grown so big after not seeing you for so long..."

"Why do I feel a strong sense of motherly love!"

Chu Bai suddenly became a little frantic:

"You're just an ordinary girl, right? Don't talk to me in the tone of a mother caring for her son!"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you..."

"It's even more like a mother, hey!"

Looking at Patchouli deliberately teasing Chu Bai.

The little devil next to her smiled knowingly and quietly took a few steps back.

As one of the most home-bound girls inGensokyo, Patchouli hardly ever goes out, and has very few friends.

Apart from the Scarlet Devil Mansion members, only those few robbers who often come to challenge her have any interaction with her.

Unexpectedly, she actually met an old acquaintance from the past, and it seems they have a good relationship.

It seems that Patchy-sama has another friend to associate with.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore."

"After all, it's been a long time, and you're not that little kid who didn't know anything."

It seemed like she was teasing him a bit too much.

Patchouli suddenly coughed and quickly took a few sips of hot tea to suppress it:

"What brings you here this time? You shouldn't be here just to catch up, right?"

"Of course not, after all, I didn't even recognize you."

Chu Bai sighed.

After sorting out his thoughts a little, he told all of his current problems.

Of course, the most important thing was about the restoration of the origin of magic.

After listening to Chu Bai's story, Patchouli frowned slightly:

"Even the origin of magic has been damaged? Your situation is really quite serious."

"I know."

Chu Bai also showed a helpless expression.

Patchouli thought for a while and took out paper and pen for recording from the side:

"Before we start researching, I need to know your current state and indicators. I'll ask and you answer, and you must tell the truth."

"No problem." Chu Bai nodded obediently.

So Patchouli began to ask: "What were you doing when the origin of magic was damaged?"

Chu Bai: "Saving the world."

Patchouli: "Were there any other people around you?"

Chu Bai: "Old friends."

Patchouli: "Your old friends... should be located outside, unable to enterGensokyo, right?"

Chu Bai: "Yes."

Slight veins appeared on Patchouli's forehead: "Speak properly!"

Chu Bai nodded quickly: "No problem, no problem."

Seeing that he seemed to have become obedient.

Patchouli continued to record: "Then let me ask about your current physical condition. How is your sleep quality usually? Do you snore?"

Chu Bai: "Loud, very loud."

Patchouli: "How is your appetite?"

Chu Bai: "Good, very good."

Patchouli: "Have you ever eaten the spicy hot pot in the Human Village? How did it taste?"

Chu Bai: "Spicy and numb."

Patchouli: "What is your current mental state?"

Chu Bai: "Pressure max."

"............"

Pfft!

Patchouli directly poked the pen into Chu Bai's nostril.

Chu Bai immediately covered his nose and let out a Tom-like scream.

"Don't play with memes there!"

Patchouli couldn't help but say, "I'm asking you seriously!"

"But I can't feel any seriousness at all!"

Chu Bai also said dissatisfiedly, "Are these trivial questions helpful for repairing the origin of magic? I thought you were deliberately playing homo jokes with me, after all, this is the homo mansion!"

"Don't play with puns either, get back to the main topic!"

The overly intense complain/roast made Patchouli cough again for a while.

Then she explained completely:

"Although these questions are very ordinary, when combined, they reveal your unusualness."

"Because as far as I know, those magicians whose origin of magic is damaged can no longer communicate with elements, and even their daily lives will be greatly disturbed."

"Even those with the mildest symptoms experience loss of appetite and mental exhaustion. More people are physically weak, have organ failure, abnormal blood pressure, and gradually die within a few years."

"...Huh?"

Chu Bai was stunned.

There are such situations?

Then why is he still alive and kicking, as if he hasn't been affected at all?

Even in terms of combat, he is still handy, at most the supply of magic power is a bit insufficient?

"I don't know the reason for this either."

Patchouli said, "Because you are the only person I have ever seen who can still be alive and kicking after the origin of magic is damaged. That's why I asked those seemingly stupid questions just now to verify whether your daily life has been disturbed."

Chu Bai then suddenly understood, so that large paragraph just now wasn't just to fill up the word count.

"As for next..."

Patchouli suddenly suggested:

"Next, let's fight."

"I want to observe your fighting style, personally check your magic circuits, and see what's going on with your origin of magic."

"If your good condition can be maintained, maybe I really have a way... to help you repair the damagedorigin."

Chapter 42: The Duel of Great Magicians, the Shocked Patchouli!

"Fight?"

Chu Bai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Patchouli with some suspicion:

"I don't have a problem, but can your body hold up?"

"Looking at your weak appearance now, you're even more tired and weak than a model kit builder who has been masturbating for three days and three nights."

Patchouli snorted in dissatisfaction:

"Just attack with confidence, if it's just to test the extent of your magical ability, I am completely capable of it."

"...Okay, you said it."

Before he finished speaking.

Chu Bai suddenly punched, hitting Patchouli's eye socket with a a sound word describing the sound of slapping sound.

Suddenly, the girl fell straight down, with a thick black eye circle on her face.

"姆Q(姆Q: a catchphrase of Patchouli)!!!"

The instantly killed Patchouli made an angry voice:

"Who told you to attack with your fists? I said it was to test your magical ability, of course you have to fight with magic!"

The little devil next to her also chimed in:

"Mr. Chu Bai is getting more and more scummy, actually punching a beautiful girl?"

"I may not be human, but you are really dog, means despicable!"

"Ah, so that's what you meant, sorry, sorry..."

Chu Bai quickly helped Patchouli up, and smiled embarrassedly:

"I thought you meant attack at will. After all, for me now, I definitely can't fight magic against you, so I can only choose the more advantageous physical skills."

"I'm not checking your physical skills, use magic honestly!"

Patchouli glanced at Chu Bai unhappily.

But what Chu Bai said was indeed reasonable. He is so weak now that he would definitely be constrained when fighting magic, and it would not be convenient to explore and observe his origin of magic.

After thinking for a while, Patchouli took out a few small bottles from the drawer:

"This is a secret medicine I entrustedEientei to prepare, which can quickly restore magic power in a short time."

"If you run out of magic power in battle, use this to replenish it."

"But remember, you must never drink too much of this medicine."

Chu Bai raised a question: "Why can't I drink too much?"