[Comprehensive] Enkidu

What Xuenv said is correct, the enchanting aura of Kyoto is indeed getting stronger day by day.

Except for the continuous cloudy snow, the sky has not cleared up for a long time, and the continuous dark clouds are like a wandering black dragon, always waiting to deal a fatal blow to the lifeline of the city.

Enkidu couldn't feel the difference, but with his animal-like intuition, he could clearly sense the ominous smell in the air that came with the wind.

If he grows up, he will definitely investigate under the premise of protecting the master, but the young child has no chance to go out, he sighed softly, and wrinkled his baby's fat bun face.

It's not that he wants to go out, but he has nothing to do, it's really boring...

Enkidu didn't treat himself like a child, even if his hands and feet were shrunk, it still hurts to hit someone.

Daitengu hasn't come back since he left, but Yukino has reported to Abe Seimei more times. Although she is still as cold as ice, she will bring all kinds of food to share with Enki every time she returns.

On the contrary, the Master, although always smiling at Yan Yan, is actually very difficult to get close to, because no matter what kind of smile his eyes reveal, he is always cold inside.

In addition to the gloomy scene where the sky cannot be seen, the cherry trees in the courtyard are still a lush scene, and the smoky powder mist is as beautiful as a dream.

Clay figurines like roses blooming implicitly in the garden or daisies growing wantonly in the field.

But young children don't like the cherry blossoms in the garden at all.

It looks gentle like the master, but it has no vitality at all, because it is an illusory thing, full of cold essence.

Here Enkidu is worrying about the matter of the master, while the black onmyoji on the other side stops the brush for practicing calligraphy, but thinks of the little guy who inexplicably made a contract with him.

When not secretly observing another self, the spare time is always very boring. Since waking up in the bottomless darkness, the onmyoji never wants to experience that kind of long loneliness.

Wanting to change the world is not an idea that comes immediately after birth.

It's just that he is too boring, empty, standing in this world like a walking dead, and has to replace another person's name. They looked at this exactly the same face, even if they called the same name, he understood it. The shadow reflected in the sky is not him.

Thus, an interesting and grotesque idea was born in the heart of the onmyoji who had lost his kindness.

Since it's so boring, turn it upside down!Let the country guarded by that guy be destroyed, goodness turned into evil, light into darkness, human beings... become monsters.

All the plans were proceeding in an orderly manner, except for the plan, a little guy who didn't know his roots came.

A hint of interest flashed across the eyes of the black onmyoji, which was a rare and unnecessary emotion for him.

If his compatibility with Enki is suitable, he can dream about the past of the clay figurine. Unfortunately, the way the two get along can be said to be very bad, so that although the young boy has the initiative to protect the master, he does not. Approaching easily, indifferent and vigilant like a beast.

But at the beginning of the summoning, in the starry sky, the Onmyoji did see some pictures.

The dense forest, the girl's smile, and finally, the man's tears.

The Onmyoji didn't actually know that it was the life of the heroic spirit, but he could still infer some useful things. Although his vision was blurred by tears at the end, he could see that the hand reaching out to the man did not belong to a child. .

Interesting, though, isn't it?

Abe Seimei's light gray pupils flickered, and his right hand lightly held the handle of the fan, which was different from the white-haired Seimei's fan with golden patterns. The purple painting on the black background made the young man's slender hands even colder and darker, exuding an incongruity with the world. Demonic breath.

"Go and call him over."

The man's whispers sounded in the empty room, and with the vibrating response, the familiar cheerful footsteps of bare feet on the wooden floor came out from the corridor for a long time.

I don't know why, but the two closest subordinates to Hei Qingming are both reticent and arrogant. The little guy is the complete opposite. He always smiles, like a child whose eyes are full of sprouting grass leaves and is not annoying. Childish and soft emotions.

Usually Enkidu seldom enters this room, even in front of Hei Qingming, unlike other subordinates, he does not dare to look directly at the Onmyoji's appearance, and looks directly at the newly written words on the desk with clear eyes.

"looking at what?"

In fact, it is different from what others imagined, losing all the "light" side, Hei Qingming's expression is more gentle than Bai Qingming's, like a beautiful flower covered with venom, untouchable.

"I'm looking at what you wrote, is it text?"

The toddler blinked his eyes strangely, and looked seriously at the ink-stained font on the white paper, which was very different from this country, complex and beautiful, and contained the beauty of structure.

"This is the Tang Dynasty font. It is normal for you not to know it. It is more difficult to write than the common language of Heianjing."

"Words are beautiful things."

The fonts that Enkidu first came into contact with were cuneiform characters written on clay tablets, which gave Uruk people more opportunities to communicate and the ability to communicate with gods. Content——Actually, it is to urge the arrogant Wang to govern well. He studied hard for a long time before he mastered those strange symbols.

Perhaps the advantage of becoming a Heroic Spirit is that the knowledge instilled by the world consciousness saves him from having to work hard to master the languages ​​of other countries. Otherwise, only one complex ancient English can make Enkidu's eyes turn around.

Hearing the other party's straightforward answer, Hei Qingming laughed. He opened his hand, and suddenly several colorful candies that looked like stars appeared in his hand.

Enkidu looked at him suspiciously, but obediently picked one up and put it in his mouth.

Candy has no complicated taste, but pure sweetness, just like the taste of icing icing, the sweetness felt by the taste buds seems endless, and at the end, it becomes bitter.

It turns out that something so beautiful on the outside is not necessarily delicious.

The innocent child had no other thoughts, so he ate the candy seriously, but instead of taking the initiative to take it, his expression became more puzzled.

"You don't like sweet things?"

As long as he is within the bounds of the barrier, Hei Seimei's consciousness can reach any corner. He discovered that Yukihime and Enkidu shared food very early on. You must know that there is no human food in the diet category of monsters, so he paid a little attention.

Unexpectedly, his favorite snacks did not please the little guy. Although it is a bit strange to use the word "favorite", it really made him a little uncomfortable to share candy with others for the first time and did not get a positive response.

"No, it's just too sweet, and it turns bitter at the end of the meal."

As long as he is greedy for the sweetness in the front, it is enough. It is because of his greedy desire that he likes this kind of inferior candy, because it has enough sweetness, and he will not cater to the nobles to increase the complex taste. Simple Brix.

He didn't need to say these words, because Abe Seimei's aloofness from one body looks at this world with cold eyes, and naturally he doesn't expect extra understanding, or even the sweetness of pain, and wants to impose this loneliness on others.

"If you don't like it, throw it away. If there is nothing that suits your heart, it is just trash."

The voice of the Onmyoji became inexplicably cold, and the candy jingled and rolled down one after another. Enkidu really didn't understand why the Master was angry, but he seriously picked up the little stars that didn't roll off the desk one by one. stand up.

"Not trash."

Unbeknownst to the young boy, the smile on his face had disappeared, and the corners of his curled mouth formed a straight line, replaced by a stubborn and serious expression.

"Master, although they are a bit dirty, are you willing to share these candies with me?"

He should have declined.

That's what he does best.

But his hands moved involuntarily, just as he had always hated and hated the name "Abe Seimei" and still inherited his name.

Star sugar melted in his mouth is still his favorite sweetness, it is because of the constant sweetness that he can forget, the bitterness that he hates the most.

"You see, as long as there is something, there will be value."

The bright smile like the morning glow returned to the immature and soft face. Seeing that smile, all the emotions of the Onmyoji disappeared in an instant, leaving only a blank space without thinking, but it was no longer empty. Where the chest beats, there is an unprecedented, unknown feeling.

Obviously, it's all fake.

Same as at the beginning, the original Abe Seimei, the guy who was willing to dedicate everything to Heian-kyo, said the same thing before he was eliminated.

[No matter what it is, it must exist. 】

Then at the end, answer him sorry.

【Sorry... Hei, I have to become stronger to protect Heian-kyo, you... can no longer appear in my body. 】

Abe Seimei lowered his eyes, and indifference and sarcasm once again occupied his heart.

He doesn't need anything, just what is written on the paper is enough.

If he wants to become stronger, it is not enough now, he needs to "swallow" more power, and then open that door, completely plunge Heianjing into darkness.

Just because he split him and broke his oath to protect Heian-kyo, thinking of his opponent's expression when he learned the truth must make him very happy.

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