(Heartfelt thanks to 'Scholar of the Magic Side' for the reward!)
Gensokyo, Scarlet Devil Mansion...
At this moment, Patchouli sat stiffly in her seat. Her pretty face, pale with the unhealthy pallor brought on by her frailty, was covered in a blush. Her eyes held shyness, embarrassment, and anger, but more than anything, humiliation. She did not move at all, as though she had turned into a wooden post.
Beside her, Remilia, Flandre, and Marisa each sat in their own seats, while Sakuya stood behind Remilia as usual. However, the expressions on the four girls' faces were quite something, each reacting in her own way.
Remilia was slightly displeased.
Flandre was slightly envious.
Marisa looked as though she were watching a good show, grinning happily.
As for Sakuya, her gaze kept shifting toward Patchouli, filled with strangely complicated emotions.
Under the watchful eyes of the four girls, each wearing a different expression, Patchouli seemed like a girl being subjected to some shameful play. Her face grew redder and redder, and her delicate body began to tremble.
Finally, unable to endure all those gazes any longer, Patchouli looked to her side.
Wu Yan sat there leisurely, holding a fork in one hand and spearing slices of meat from the dish in front of him one bite at a time.
Why was he using only one hand?...
Because Wu Yan's other hand was not free at all.
It was resting on Patchouli's shoulder!
In other words, Wu Yan had one arm around Patchouli's shoulders, holding her entire delicate body in his embrace. They were pressed closely together, intimate as a couple.
That was why Patchouli was acting this way.
But clearly, Patchouli could not hold out much longer. In a weak voice, she squeezed out the words.
"Um, Bai, since you're eating,