Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 76

Kyogokuhiko spoke very lightly, and just mentioned a word, but everyone knows that the back door of hell is not so easy to walk through. Nuliang rubbed his chin and said: "You are really surprisingly generous this time."

Jing Jiyan took a sip of wine, smiled lazily and said, "It's nothing else, just an apology."

Nuliang Huapiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Why did you trick me?"

That's right, yes, although Jing Jiyan protects his weaknesses and likes to worry, he is also ruthless and ruthless, especially when it comes to his family, it can be said that he is so crazy that he has no rational conscience at all.

After being tricked a few times, Nuliang Huabao felt that he could express his composure about anything.

For a manly man, the loss of being cheated is not as good as the brotherhood between him and Kyogokuhiko.

Not to mention the large ship of the Nura group's expedition, Kyogokuhiko contributed at least half of the materials and funds.

Although the reason is just to stand on the boat and watch the scenery.

One by one, Nuliang Huapiao did not say anything, but remembered it clearly in his heart.

The Nuliang group can have today's power and influence, he owes his love to Kyojihiko.

"Don't worry." Jing Jiyan smiled lowly, "Although I feel sorry for you, I really don't regret it at all." He put his hand on Nuliang Huapiao, his face calm, "It's just a little painful, and bear with it. "

"You don't...it hurts..." Nuliang Huapiao gasped and gritted his teeth.

The pain was as if the viscera were squeezed into mud by one hand and then re-kneaded and plasticized, the pain was like something in the belly was desperately pushing out, he felt like a woman who was pregnant in October and was about to give birth, the pain was so painful I wish I could faint on the spot.

"Soon, relax." Kyogokuhiko's expression was not very relaxed, cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he pinched Nura's shoulder, his eyes fixed on a small head protruding from Nura's belly red light spots.

Putting his head up, then retracting it, and back again, as if he was playing some game, Nuliang Huapiao was blinded by the pain, "What the hell are you doing!"

Kyogokuhiko pressed his shoulders to prevent him from bouncing up. After a while, seeing that the red light was still not showing any signs of coming out, he thought for a while and sincerely suggested: "Why don't you try the Ramez breathing method?"

"Then what the hell..." Even though he was full of doubts about this, Nuliang Huapiao decided to act like a living horse doctor, "How to do it?!"

"Well..." Kyogokuhiko recalled for a moment, and said, "Inhale, inhale, inhale and inhale, and then exhale, yes, that's it."

Well, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, Nuliang Huapiao endured the veins on his forehead and repeated this frequency. Although there was still no progress, it didn't feel so painful.

"Okay, okay, come out soon, relax and relax." Kyogokuhiko watched the little red light grow bigger and bigger, and finally flew out of Nura's belly, and immediately thought He didn't want to reach out to pick it up, as soon as the red light touched his palm, he made a scorching sound like scorching, but Kyogokuhiko didn't seem to notice it, and folded his hand and put it into his sleeve.

At the same time, Nuliang Huapiao fell to the ground with a muffled groan, his face pale as he clutched his stomach.

"It's starting to work." Kyogokuhiko yawned lazily and raised his voice, "Diarmuid, we should go!"

Diarmuid responded, and stood up from a group of monsters who were staggering and drunk, his steps were steady and his expression was clear. If it wasn't for the smell of alcohol on his clothes, it was as if he hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol.

"I'll send the two of you off." Nura Wakana looked around, stood up with Nura Rikusheng in her arms and smiled.

"Don't bother Madam to send him away." Jing Jiyan stood at the door and said with a smile, "He looks a little unwell, please find a quiet room for him to rest." A knife knocked Nu Liang's slippery ladle unconscious, "Today's alcohol is so strong, he probably needs to sleep for a day or two."

"That's impolite." Nuliang Wakana bowed slightly, and finally sent the two of them to the gate of Nuliang's house before going back, ready to clean up a bunch of messes from the banquet.

It was already midnight at this time, and there was a bright moon in the sky, dragging two long shadows behind the two of them. It was probably only in such alleys in Tokyo that such a bright moonlight could be seen.

Diarmuid drank a lot of wine, but he was far from drunk. His adoptive father once taught him how to deal with those annoying persuasion and alcohol that made people unconscious, so although his drinking capacity is not very good , but he was almost never drunk, at most he was slightly tipsy.

To be unconscious is to place one's life in the hands of others, and only a fool would do such a thing.

On the contrary, Kyogokuhiko seemed a little drunk, shuffling around, humming a tune he couldn't understand intermittently, with a smile in his eyes, and suddenly scolded with a hoarse voice, "You enemy. "The tone was frivolous and ambiguous, with a hint of uncommon lust.

Diarmuid stopped to look at him, and Kyogokuhiko raised his head and squinted his eyes and smiled at him, raised his hand on tiptoe and hooked his neck, and walked slowly towards him.

"Hey, you friend, why don't you like me..."

The ups and downs of the ending melted into the moonlight, disturbing people's thoughts for no reason.

……

On the other side, Takanori Midou and Natsume got along very happily. Natsume was a good boy with a good temper. He could eat and play with whatever he gave, and he could sit in front of the movie for two hours without moving, and sat in Midou after dinner. Xiaodian was watching TV next to him, making no sound and not disturbing Midang Xiaodian's reading at all.

Compared with the group of brats in his hometown, he was so cute and moved to tears.

But it was 08:30 in a blink of an eye, the good boy Natsume who went to bed early and woke up early had already started yawning and rubbing his eyes, and the two who had promised to pick up the children at [-] o'clock were still missing, so Takanori Midou got up and called Kyogoku Yan, the phone rang three times and told him that Kyogokuhiko's phone was turned off.

After looking around at his own guest room that didn't even have sheets, Takanori Midou sighed and said, "You can sleep with me first, the two of them don't know when they will be back."

"This..." Natsume stood up awkwardly and grabbed the hem of his clothes and said, "Otherwise I'll wait a little longer..."

"Okay, there's nothing to be shy about being relatives." Midou Takanori tried to show a softer expression and rubbed Natsume's hair, "Go take a bath and get ready to rest, I'll find you a change of clothes."

"Hmm..." Natsume pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." Midou Takanori twitched the corners of his mouth, "The bathroom is inside, you go in first, I'll send you clothes and so on later."

The frosted bathroom door and shower curtain make it impossible to see anything outside. Although he was criticized for being strange during the renovation, Takanori Midou, who was once "attacked" in the bathroom, said that this would give him a sense of security, otherwise he would not even have the courage to take off his clothes. No.

"Call me for something." Put away the bath water for Natsume, found out a new bath towel and a short-sleeved T-shirt that was a little too small under the box, and Takanori Mido left a slit on the outside door so as not to hear Natsume called him.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Natsume poked his head out from behind the door, blinking and showing a lovely smile.

Then he turned his head and took out the purification spells from his pocket and began to tiptoe to stick them in the bathroom.

There is one on the four walls, one on the sink, one on the shower, one on the drain, and even one floating on the water. If Takano Midou opens the door and walks in now, you must doubt yourself. I strayed into the shooting scene of some ghost movie, and all I could see were spells with unknown patterns drawn on them.

Since ancient times, bathrooms and other places with strong water vapor are prone to hide dirt and dirty things. If this family is not serious enough to commit crimes, then bathrooms, toilets and other places are simply filthy storages that cannot be seen. So, if you are unlucky, you may even attract some evil ghosts and ghosts.

And even though there wasn't much filth in Midou Takano's house, some of it was hidden in the corners of the bathroom and the drains, and there was an unpleasant smell.

Natsume tried his best to straighten his arms and put the charm on the cabinet far away from him, and began to slowly stimulate the spiritual power to purify. There was no way, if Kyogokuhiko came, indeed a single spiritual power would solve the problem, but Natsume was young It is far from that point, and can only win by quantity.

The talisman emitted a white glow and gradually turned into spirit particles to blow away the foul smell in the room. Natsume wiped the sweat off his head, took off his clothes and went into the bathroom to soak himself in the water.

Sleeping in a hot bath is the most comfortable!

So he really soaked until he fell asleep.

Fortunately, Mido Takano saw that the situation was not right, he opened the door and took a look, otherwise, if the water got cold, he would most likely get sick.

Still a child.Takanori Midou took him out of the water and wiped him dry dumbfoundedly. Seeing that he woke up from a dizziness, he just put on his T-shirt and carried the child out to bed.

He had just moved here and there was no extra bedding in his house, and it took him a long time to dig out a pillow. Thinking about it, he brought it from his previous home and didn't have time to throw it away.

Gee.

Forced to recall some bad memories, Midou Takanori stuffed the pillow back under the cabinet, and decided not to sleep on it tonight.

When he returned to the bedroom and saw Natsume sleeping with the quilt rolled up, he felt a little tired, yawned and hurriedly took a shower, and seeing Natsume half-dream and half-awake opened his eyes at him, he stretched out his hand and patted and said: " Go to sleep, the two of them don't know when they will be back."

Indeed, Kyogokuhiko and Diarmuid are still a long way from going home, and there is no problem in saying that it is far away.

Kyogokuhiko was drunk, dizzy and refused to take a single step. Standing in the middle of the road, he insisted on asking Diarmuid to answer his questions. In the end, he simply carried the person on his shoulders and took the matter away.

Kyogokuhiko didn't make much fuss, and after laying down on his shoulders for a while, he moaned in a soft voice: "Put me down, I don't feel well."

Diarmuid pretended not to hear and strode forward.

"If you don't put me down again, I'll spit on you." Kyogokuhiko said again, poking him hard on the back.

Diarmuid stopped, and as soon as he let go of his hand, Kyogokuhiko rolled over. He was dizzy and didn't care where he was. He reached out and took out a container from the warehouse. Started to vomit.

"..." Diarmuid looked at the gleaming holy grail in Kyogokuhiko's hand, feeling a little complicated for a while.

He didn't eat dinner and drank several pots of wine. Kyogokuhiko vomited so weakly that his hands and feet were weak and his body was weak. He lay softly on Diarmuid's back with fruit candy in his mouth, and asked Diarmuid to carry him home on foot. go.

"Sore throat..." he complained softly.

"Drink some water." Diarmuid stopped to let Kyogokuhiko drink a few sips of water, then got up again and continued walking.

"Do you want to drink?" Kyogokuhiko brought the water bottle to Diarmuid's mouth. Diarmuiduo couldn't help but feel that it would be great if he could always talk so well.

But it's just a moment of emotion. If Kyogokuhiko can really maintain this state, Diarmuid will wonder if he has an illusion.

Sure enough, there was an illusion.Diarmuid, who was forced to drink water, thought expressionlessly.

"Diarmuid..." Kyogokuhiko began to ask and answer endlessly.

"I like you so much, do you like me or not..."

"If you don't like me, when will you like me..."

"No, I'm so good, you must like me, right..."

"I like you so much, why don't you like me..."

"You nemesis..."

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default..."

Diarmuid didn't answer, just walked forward blindly, Kyogokuhiko's sudden confession caught him off guard, his mind went blank, but he knew anyway, no matter the answer was "yes" or "no" ", it shouldn't happen when Kyogokuhiko is unconscious and he is a little bit drunk after drinking.

It's disrespectful.

"Dilmudo..." Kyogokuhiko didn't care whether he answered or not, he muttered to himself for a while, and asked suddenly, "Do you want a body?"

As if he was afraid that Diarmuid didn't understand, he asked again: "Do you want a living, human-like body to live like an ordinary human?"

Do you want to?

Live like a human being, no longer driven by magic, no longer under the shadow of the command spell, like a normal human being, born, old, sick, and dying, chasing his own beliefs like a normal human being.

do i want itDiarmuid asked himself, he should have refused immediately, but when he heard Kyogokuhiko's inquiry, he felt a shameful heartbeat.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he could not get rid of the haze of dying under the Command Spell, hated the body of this heroic spirit, hated himself who would be deceived by magic power, hated himself who was subconsciously afraid of the Command Seal and could not fully trust the Master.

"Yes, I want it." He heard himself replying, he wanted a body that would not be controlled by magic power, would not be worried because of the command spell hidden on the back of Kyogokuhiko's hand, and could focus on nothing else sacrifice everything for him.

"Then will you leave me, after you get your body?" Kyogokuhiko asked again.

"Of course not." Diarmuid replied without hesitation, "You are my belief."

"Then why do you want a body?" Kyogokuhiko asked.

"Because..." Diarmuid hesitated for a few seconds, "Because I'm afraid of the command spell in your hand, and I can't be loyal to you, which makes me feel ashamed."

"No..." Jing Jiyan chuckled, "It's not for this reason, you are lying to yourself." He tapped Diarmuid's chest, "Think with your heart, why do you want a physical body?" , why would you want to be like a human being."

"Want...to be like me..."

Diarmuid felt that he was really a little drunk, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't organize words at all, but his mouth began to speak uncontrollably.

"Because... I want to be like you..." he said in a trance, "I can't answer yes or no to your heart, this should not be a question that a heroic spirit should answer. Restraint, fear of the Command Spell is even better than loyalty, even just one of the ontology projections, a question that a terrible Heroic Spirit should answer."

"This is an insult to you."

"However, if you are still willing to accept me even if it is so bad..." Diarmuid couldn't continue, he began to feel pain, his heart was so painful that he refused to organize sentences for him, so he could only Standing there, stiff as a rock.

He heard Kyogokuhiko laughing, but couldn't hear the emotion, he simply laughed twice with a hoarse voice, and said to him: "You are qualified."

What passed, he didn't know, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to kiss, so passionate that he could drown him in it without thinking about it, crazy kiss.He couldn't help turning his head to look at Kyogokuhiko, his eyes were wet and filled with longing.

Kyogokuhiko understood and satisfied him.

An orange fruit candy flavored kiss.

"Good boy, you will get a body."

"A body that fits you best."

The unfinished words were hidden in the intertwined lips and teeth.