The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing

#325 - 17

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”

Zun-zun shook his head with a troubled expression, walking down the street in a listless manner, occasionally shaking his head as if to shake off the negative effects of a hangover.

On the second day of the Winter Crossing Festival, they said goodbye to Alicia and set off again.

The Winter Crossing Festival is similar to the New Year, but Zun-zun and Tojima Yosuke are not from this world, so they naturally have a sense of alienation that prevents them from integrating.

And Tsui, being an elf, wouldn't go out of her way to celebrate human holidays.

So, without enjoying the afterglow of the festival, the three of them set off again towards their destination—the second shrine.

“Hmph, serves you right, who told you to drink so much last night?”

The beautiful elf girl snorted in dissatisfaction.

She seemed very angry about Zun-zun drinking, or at least her attitude wasn't very good.

Could it be that I became sexually promiscuous after drinking… No, no, no, impossible, absolutely impossible!

“It's not my fault, Leica tricked me!”

Zun-zun wasn't shirking responsibility.

It was really because Leica said it was grape juice, just that the storage method was a bit crude and the taste was a bit pungent.

Despite some doubts, he reluctantly drank it because he couldn't refuse the hospitality.

“Besides, I'm already an adult, so drinking is no big deal!”

“Eh!? Zun-zun, are you already 20 years old!?”

The first to react strongly wasn't the beautiful elf girl, but Tojima Yosuke, who seemed surprised that Zun-zun was already an adult.

“No, Yosuke, you misunderstood. In 'Subarashii Hibi', adulthood is at 14.”

“Zun-zun, you're only 14 years old!?”

This time, even the beautiful elf girl was shocked.

To be precise, he was actually over 14 years old.

But what was going on? The beautiful elf girl's emerald green eyes held an expression of disbelief, which made Zun-zun a little unhappy.

What, don't I look like 14 years old?

“Don't underestimate me just because I'm young, but I… cough cough, never mind.”

Better not to speak.

If he angered the beautiful elf girl, he might be greeted with the wrath of thunder.

But now, she was muttering something like 'still young', 'not young anymore', and other inexplicable words.

Could this girl also be thinking about things like a little horse pulling a big cart?

“Tsui, how old are you…”

“Hmm!?”

“Forget it, never mind I asked.”

The girl's horrifying expression made Zun-zun decisively shut his mouth, which was exactly the same as the devilish expression when he asked his mother's age and exposed that she was definitely not 18 years old.

Whether it's a young girl or a married woman, age is a taboo that cannot be mentioned.

“I see, Zun-zun is only 14 years old.”

Tojima Yosuke seemed to have learned something insignificant, and wasn't surprised by Zun-zun's age, nor was he angry that Zun-zun didn't use honorifics with him.

On the contrary—

“The laws of another world are really good. In Japan, you have to be 20 years old to drink. I'm only 17 this year, so I have to wait 3 more years to drink. I wonder what a sake party is like…”

“Liar, liar… you're lying!”

“Hmm? What's a lie?”

“You're not 17 years old!”

The beautiful elf girl impolitely pointed at Tojima Yosuke, vehemently denying that he was only 17 years old.

This couldn't be helped, after all, Tojima Yosuke looked at least 30 or 40 years old.

Skinny, with protruding cheekbones and sunken cheeks, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was a weathered middle-aged uncle.

“How rude, I am a genuine 17 years old.”

“But—!”

The beautiful elf girl wanted to retort something, but probably felt that she wasn't qualified to say bad things about others since she couldn't say her own age, so she closed her mouth.

While she was silent, Zun-zun quietly approached Tojima Yosuke.

“Yosuke, there's something I want to ask you.”

“What is it?”

“Can you look at my memories from last night?”

“Sure. The Memory Spirit…”

Tojima Yosuke was very easy to talk to, and he would agree to almost any request, so a small matter like looking at the memories of last night was no problem.

However, the obstruction didn't come from him, but from the beautiful elf girl.

“W-wait a minute! I don't agree!”

“Tsui, these are my memories, I have the right to check them!”

“No! No means no!”

She stubbornly refused to let Zun-zun check his memories, which was quite excessive.

But the more she did this, the more uneasy Zun-zun felt.

“I refuse!”

Zun-zun said firmly: “These are my memories! Besides, wouldn't it be a waste of the beauty's feelings if I spent a pleasant evening with her without knowing it? Or… if I did something bad, even unconsciously, shouldn't I apologize?”

“No, you didn't do anything bad to me!”

“Then what about those clothes!?”

“I, I…”

“Yosuke, please.”

“Stop!”

The beautiful elf girl didn't want to say, and didn't want Zun-zun to know either.

But the more she hid it in this situation, the more curious others would become.

Zun-zun was even more eager to know if he had committed a mistake that all men would commit, especially under the influence of his first drink.

Classic, it can only be said to be too classic.

In the end, the beautiful elf girl couldn't stop Zun-zun.

Her cheeks flushed red as she walked ahead alone in a huff.

Zun-zun urged Tojima Yosuke, wanting to see what he had experienced last night and whether he had become an adult.

However—

“There's nothing there.”

“Yes, there's nothing there.”

The white expanse wasn't his skin, but like an old TV that couldn't receive a TV station signal, it was constantly flashing a snow screen.

“Yosuke?”

“This isn't my fault. The first-person memories seen by the Memory Spirit are only your own memories.

In other words, Zun-zun, you don't have the memories of last night, so you can't check them.”

It was like a camera, turning it off in the middle of recording, and then turning it on again after a while. Naturally, there would be no recording of the time it was turned off.

The reason it turned out like this was because Zun-zun passed out drunk last night.

Damn it!

This must be a fake God's Body!

No, even Aqua could drink sparkling wine and vomit rainbows, so it's normal that his God's Body isn't immune to alcohol.

But if that's the case, wouldn't he be unable to know what happened last night? Wouldn't that be too unfair to him!

…Wait a minute, first-person?

That's right!

Zun-zun suddenly remembered that Tojima Yosuke's ability to explore memories wasn't limited to the first-person perspective, he could even see the third-person perspective.

That's why he could present it to others in the form of a video.

“Yosuke, third-person!”

“Oh, there's that too. I accidentally forgot. Wait a moment, I'll do it now… Eh? …Ah… I-I-I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.”

Tojima Yosuke was quite happy at first, but soon he kept bowing and apologizing to the empty hillside, like a salaryman who had done something wrong.

Seeing him like this, Zun-zun realized something.

“Yosuke…”

“Sorry, the Memory Spirit doesn't allow it. It says that it would violate other people's privacy rights, so it doesn't allow checking.”

Too much emphasis on privacy rights, Memory Spirit!

Speaking of which, the person involved has already agreed, so there's no such thing as privacy rights, right?

“It's no good, Zun-zun.” Tojima Yosuke shook his head and said, “The Memory Spirit said that if it agrees, it will be easily exploited in the future, so this kind of thing is strictly prohibited. And if the Spirit says it's not allowed, there's nothing I can do.”

“Tch.”

Zun-zun clicked his tongue unwillingly.

This was the disadvantage of Tojima Yosuke's ability. In most cases, the Memory Spirit was a very easy-going existence, and basic requests would be met.

But on some things, it was quite strict and didn't allow any explanation.

The beautiful elf girl, who was constantly eavesdropping in front, had a happy expression of relief on her face after hearing the conversation between Zun-zun and Tojima Yosuke.

After that, her steps became much lighter and more cheerful.

The secret that the girl didn't want people to know seemed to be preserved by a twist of fate.

Zun-zun wouldn't give up so easily.

Since Tojima Yosuke as a third party couldn't do it, then Zun-zun himself should have no problem, right?

Tojima Yosuke didn't have his own consciousness when he was sleeping or knocked unconscious, but he could still check from a third-person perspective, which meant that the Memory Spirit had already recorded this matter, and he just needed to browse and check it.

Couldn't Zun-zun learn the ability to check memories himself? That's right, if he did it himself, it wouldn't be considered exploiting a loophole!

“Yosuke, teach me how to use the magic to check memories.”

“Is it okay? It's very difficult.”

“…Please.”

Of course, Zun-zun also knew it was difficult. After all, Tojima Yosuke only needed to say a word to the Memory Spirit to use this magic, and he probably needed to create the magic from scratch.

It couldn't be said to be easy.

But—

Men always have things they need to do!

“Eh? Y-yes… is it okay? …Y-yes… I understand, okay, okay.”

Suddenly, Tojima Yosuke nodded and bowed again.

“The Memory Spirit has agreed to let me teach you, but it says that it's very interested in the magic you want to create, and says that it will do its best to assist you if needed in the future.”

“Is that so? That's a great help.”

“Also, it also said that in order to give you some motivation, it can tell you one thing.”

“…What is it?”

“What happened last night was 17+.”

“Hmm?????”

The nonsensical words left Zun-zun at a loss.

Tojima Yosuke thought for a moment and explained: “Th-that… aren't games divided into ratings? Look, the Sega Saturn game console once released 'Pecaminosa Alianza' and '慟哭', which are both restricted games, right? Of course, I haven't played them. It's not because I haven't reached the age, but because I don't like those kinds of games. Look, shouldn't game consoles focus more on fun and gameplay? That kind of game…”

He started rambling again.

How much does he like games?

Hmm? Wait a minute.

Zun-zun only knew 8+, 12+, 16+, and 18+.

What's the situation with 17+?

Why is it stuck here like silver, neither up nor down!?

One is a beautiful elf girl who won't talk about it, and the other is a Memory Spirit that can't be broken through. Neither of them are characters that Zun-zun can handle at the moment.

Damn it!

He clicked his tongue unwillingly again.