[Master Black Basket+Brothers War] Otaku Goddess

Zi Yuan innocently blinked at Xia Ye, and then muttered with a flat mouth: "Xia Yeniu's tears are not tasty."

Xia Ye didn't react at first, she always felt that she was having some auditory hallucinations, and the dialogue in her dream seemed to remain in her ears. After she understood it, she gave him a funny look, took out a silk cloth and gently wiped the stain on Ziyuan's face. With the corners of her tearful mouth, her voice still had the choking and hoarse reproaches of her sleep: "You still eat if it's not good, are you an idiot?"

Ziyuan wasn't embarrassed at all, he catered to Xia Ye's hand, moved his face up, narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a contented expression of enjoyment.

"Xia Yeniu..."

Xia Ye was startled, and continued with his work helplessly.

Sometimes she always feels that Ziyuan is just a child who can't grow up, and his life only needs snacks, basketball and people who worry about him.

As for the person who worried about him, she immediately thought of Himuro Tatsuya who had black hair and looked easy to get along with but secretly indifferent.

They only met once, but it was unbelievable that Xia Ye remembered him.

Maybe it's because of the resemblance between him and his elder brother Asahinazu, or maybe it's because he has something in common with her—nature.

The surface is gentle and friendly, but the soul behind it is alienated and indifferent.

It may be because Xia Ye is also this type of person. In her world, she is warm in front of others, and cold to the point of being emotionless behind others. The world likes to call this type of double-faced.

People before and after each form a faction.

Maybe it was because of this that her younger brother Xia Xi hated her so much.

Think she is hypocritical and contrived, only showing people with a mask.

Just as she was thinking, she saw a head of red hair in a daze, and she had a little more speculation about the nature of Ziyuan's "dad".

Akashi Seijuro, who was so imposing that she couldn't hold her head up, might be another "dad" from Murasakihara Junior High School.

She more or less noticed it, Akashi didn't like her walking with Murasakihara very much, did he think she would hurt Murasakihara?

She understands that if she is really good to Ziyuan, or to those who care about her from the bottom of her heart, she can no longer have too much to do with them.

There is no foundation in this world, it can be said that she came by air, how could she always be followed for no reason, even kidnapped...?

And that scene full of corpses...?

There must be some bond lurking in the dark that she doesn't know about.

And this 'bond' can only be helped by the young man in front of her, so she needs Ziyuan's existence.

Even if she violated Akashi, even made Akashi remember to hate her, and regard her as a stain, as an existence that she wanted to erase, she would definitely drag Murasakihara into the water.

—So, sorry, Akashi-kun, you can do what I want you to do for me, but I can't do what you want.

"Xia Yeniu..." Ziyuan's voice under the palm penetrated through her fingers and entered her mind through her eardrums.

"Huh? What?"

"Why is Xia Yeniu crying?" He was a little concerned about Xia Ye's unconscious crying on his shoulder. If it was conscious, and because of some kind of stimulus in reality, it caused sadness and then caused crying, he might not have cried. This uncomfortable feeling like a mosquito bite.

But Xia Ye was clearly caused by some scene in the dream, and she couldn't stop crying!

When a person suppresses themselves too much, they will vent the broken emotions hidden in their hearts in their dreams.

Does Xia Yeniu belong to this type...?

As soon as this question came out, Xia Ye's wiping hand froze in place.

Losing the temperature support from Xia Ye's contact with his skin through the handkerchief, Ziyuan clearly noticed the strangeness of Xia Ye. He turned his head and staggered the hand that blocked his direct view of Xia Ye. His lazy eyes shrank for a moment when he saw Xia Ye's expression clearly. rise.

"...No, it's nothing," Xia Ye put away her handkerchief, smiled weakly, her slightly drooping eyes buried her emotions deeply.

The last scene in the dream came to mind.

It is also empty and empty, with playing cards everywhere.

It is still the face of [God] deep in my memory.

He said, "Congratulations on getting your first confession card."

He said: "I was very confident in your ability, but I found that your speed is too slow."

He said: "Girl, I can't wait any longer, Sa~ Hurry up and finish the task."

Xia Ye hardened her face, and she asked back, "Can you tell me why you sent me to that world to capture characters?"

As if being asked, God was silent for a long time before saying, "Sarah, what is it for? This..." He nodded his lips, pretending to be mysterious, "You have to find out by yourself."

"That's it... I understand," let Xia Ye re-experience her past life in the conscious world. The scene in the class and the troubles caused by her younger brother are exactly the same as before.

No wonder she always had a sense of deja vu in a trance, a feeling of 'I haven't experienced it for a long time', because it was something that happened in her memory, and she had already experienced it in the past.

It is impossible for God to be so kind as to reward her for recalling the softness deep in her heart. I am afraid he wants to remind her of her mission and his request.

From Ziyuan's point of view, Xia Ye, who smiled weakly, had a slender and transparent sense of fragility, as if he could easily crush Xia Ye as long as he stretched out his hand. not happy.

"It's really nothing...?" He didn't think it was nothing, Xia Ye's expression was clearly that he was about to cry.

He accidentally saw Xia Ye just now. At that time, her eyes were extremely cold, and the emotions inside were intertwined, which he couldn't understand at all.

But no matter whether he could understand it or not, he just felt that Xia Ye at that time seemed like the whole world couldn't enter her eyes. She looked on coldly like an outsider, as if she was excluded, but in fact she abandoned everything. Including him: Atsushi Murasakihara.

——She is hypocritical, everything about her and her warmth are all fake.

He really wanted to pull her into his world and fall with him.

This thought is only for a moment.

"Yes," Xia Ye has recovered at this moment, and she can't see any mood swings just now, "I..."

Ziyuan suddenly handed over a delicious stick, and Xia Ye subconsciously swallowed it. She didn't know what was in her mouth until the taste spread to her taste buds.

"Is it delicious? This is my favorite snack, I shared it with you, so...Xia Yeniu, stop crying."

Xia Ye was startled, and the next moment a big hand rubbed the top of her head.

"I said that I will cover you, and whoever bullies you will bully you back, but Xia Yeniu, if you bully yourself, I can't take revenge, because my revenge will only be bullying you... Xia Yeniu Ye Niu, if you bully yourself again, I will bully you."

"So, don't cry anymore, the way you cry... so ugly."

Ziyuan is not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, especially girls, so he seemed clumsy when comforting Xia Ye, but it was precisely his clumsiness that comforted Xia Ye, as if his heart was suddenly frozen. This moment is like thawing.

For the first time in her life, she heard people say, "Whoever bullies you, I will bully you back", "If you bully yourself again, I will bully you". what you want to say.

However, she just felt inexplicably, so happy, so happy.

The feeling of being cared about by others, being classified as one's own shelter, being protected by others.

This inconceivable warmth was given by the young man in front of him who he had known not long ago.

She couldn't help blinking, and tried her best to suppress the sourness caused by the touch of emotion in her heart, her big eyes were a little bit wronged, "It's too foul, you know me..."

She clearly knows that she doesn't want their care, she doesn't want this kind of warmth, if this goes on, she will be reluctant to leave here and the people in this world in the future.

She can't have too much nostalgia, just as she doesn't have much yearning for her own world, so she can stay here peacefully.

"It's okay," Ziyuan stroked gently, as if he was stroking his pet. In fact, he had long regarded Xia Ye as his own pet.

There is also a book given to him by his sister on the bookcase at home. The title of the book is impressive - the rules of keeping pets.

In his eyes, the small Xia Ye with fluttering eyelashes was automatically substituted into the image of a hamster in his mind.

His sister once said: "Patience, tenderness, and love are what it takes to keep a pet."

So when he was dealing with Xia Ye, he would always remind himself in his heart that his movements should be gentle, and he should take good care of her, protect her, and not hurt her.

If Ziyuan hadn't been so naturally stupid and lacking a single muscle in his head, he would have found that he cherished Xia Ye like a porcelain doll.

"Mr. Ziyuan," Xia Ye suddenly said after being comforted by Ziyuan for a long time.

"Well," came Ziyuan's deep nasal voice, "what's the matter?"

"I didn't cry." After thinking for a long time, Xia Ye still wanted to correct Ziyuan's statement.

"...crying," Ziyuan's tone remained unchanged.

"I didn't cry," it was Xia Ye.

"I'm crying," Ziyuan said in a more serious tone.

"I obviously didn't cry."

"I'm just crying," Ziyuan said at this moment, his face was a little gloomy.

Their conversations are like schoolchildren's, and their arguments are as childish as schoolchildren's.

However, Xia Ye felt very comfortable getting along with Zi Yuan like this.

Ziyuan has a very childish personality, and it happens that it is his nature of maintaining a childlike innocence that allows her to devote herself to getting along with Ziyuan.

Along the way, they quarreled and quarreled until they came near Ziyuan's house.

Ziyuan put away his playfulness, and suddenly stopped in front of a house with a serious face.

Seeing Ziyuan like this, Xia Ye also stopped in her tracks, with an answer in her heart.

She set her sights on that house. The windows of the house were all drawn and the curtains were drawn, making it look a little dark.

"Here is what you said?"

"Well," Ziyuan said sullenly, his side face looked a little downcast, "This is Aoki Nissan's home, and the answer you want is inside."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and pushed open the iron gate of the courtyard, and Xia Ye followed behind him and also walked in.

In a house not far away, a young woman opened the door. She was surprised to see Ziyuan walk into the neighbor's house with a little girl behind her. After a while, her surprised face turned into an excited and malicious smile.

She quickly retreated and closed the door, her voice could still be heard outside the door, "Mom, Dun has brought his little girlfriend home to meet his parents."