Miss Hardcore Love Daily

People who drink and eat think that salted cherry blossoms are very beautiful, so they put this thing in wine and food. In that way, even the food will become delicious.

Obviously they don't have any taste, they only have a salty taste.

Wanyin Jiaye came down from the mountain with the children in the dessert house, and walked into the streets in Ginza with him, which looked like a city that never sleeps.

The crowd was bustling, just like when they came, and the tall young man protected the little girl by his side to prevent others from bumping into her splinted right arm.

There are people everywhere here, as if people's toes are touching their heels, shoulders are shoulder to shoulder, only Wanyin Jiaye is a small space opened up by caring people.

Logically speaking, in this case, it should be a happy thing to be treated kindly by others, even if you can't detect the boy's mind, it shouldn't be that kind of expression——

The face is loose, the eyes are half closed, the two eyebrows are even, and only a little frown can be seen between the eyebrows.

Everyone who saw it would know what that expression was, she was frowning.

This should be because of the sympathy for what happened just now.

Speaking of which, she should have imagined that this kind of thing happened. What a boy who is in puberty can think in his heart is easy to guess.

What's more, she is very clear about what she has, what she doesn't have, and how to use her advantages.

Because of her beauty, she was caught by the eldest son of the Uchiha patriarch's family; because of her beauty, her mother was willing to give her a helping hand to save her life; because of her beauty, she can always get what she wants with less effort than others. something you want.

But also because of its beauty, there are sometimes difficult things attached to it.

If she had been more ruthless, if she hadn't noticed the special treatment Immortal Kawasami had given her—to prevent him from seeing her wounds—she could have rejected him with sharper words.

Wanyin Jiaye, it seems that she can't bear Sato's kindness to herself, and she can't frankly accept the kindness of others for no reason.

"It's bad."

Miss Wan Yin lowered her head, and the end of her line of sight wandered along the seam of the downtown area, across the junction of orange kerosene lamps and dark limestone, small stones and flying dust, and people thrown by pedestrians. confetti or bamboo sticks.

The shoes of men and women can be seen, and the feet of children or young children can also be seen.

Some toes came straight to this side and then staggered, and some went around early at the beginning of the belt.

These were all strangers Wan Yin Jia Ye had never known before, and finally... as they walked, there were fewer people.

When she looked up, she had already passed through the busiest street, and the young man who had been protecting her from the beginning to the end was also walking side by side with her.

Wanyin Jiaye knew that as long as she turned her face slightly, her voice would be conveyed.

The sound of da da da sounded in the clear and shallow street, and the scattered pedestrians became a great contrast just now.

"Shimi..." She called his name, which was enough to make the young man turn his head and look at himself with black eyes: "Have you ever drunk?"

Undead Chuan shook his head: "Have you ever drank Naga Ye?"

Wanyinjiaye didn't shake his head, but he didn't nod either, "Then how can I treat you to eat salted cherry blossoms!"

"So it wasn't a joke."

"Sarah, I don't know."

……

The blond girl turned her head and took two quick steps forward, leaving the boy behind. Immortal Kawasami remembered the oppressive feeling that her heart was about to pop out of her throat just now under the cherry blossom tree, and her mouth was glued again.

He couldn't remember why he did such an embarrassing thing for a while.

Miss Jia Ye's slightly frowned eyebrows flashed in his mind, and his breathing gradually became heavy again, but there was no knife in the air, so how could it hurt.

"What happened just now," the hedgehog-haired boy chased after him, holding his hand, "I'm really sorry about what happened just now."

"...Nothing", Wanyin Jiaye originally wanted to fool the past, but seeing the other party brought up the meaning again, she curled her lips: "Don't feel sorry for doing that with the girl I like...but for you mind-"

Behind the girl is a full moon.

Just like when Immortal Kawasami saw her at the beginning, she was in a shop full of sweetness, wearing colorful clothes, wrapped in crystal clear candies, like gems, incense cars, flowers and sweet fruits.

"I can't answer you."

... Ah, he knew it, he knew it from the beginning.

A boy who is not good at expressing himself in front of amazing people suddenly opened his mouth and smiled when his youth was about to end before it had begun.

He smiled very openly, and suddenly he was like the sun replacing the moon in the dark night, something that was dazzling and could not help but approach.

Miss Wan Yin saw that his spine, wrapped in silence, was getting rid of layers of mud and moss, showing its sharpness.

"That's right! Now, thank you, Miss Kaye."

"what……"

Wanyin Jiaye couldn't help but let go of her serious expression just now, and a soft expression appeared from the corner of her eyes: "I won't be the last person to confess to Mr. Undead Chuan, you deserve better, but it shouldn't be Wanyin Jia Ye."

"Well, let's talk about the future! Who can say for sure!"

Kaya, whom Immortal Kawa Minami called carefully, added honorifics; Wanyin Kaya, who didn't care much about the title, also honestly planned the distance between them.

In fact, at this point in the story, if it can be drawn to a full stop, the long vitality of Wanyin Jiaye is considered to be a splash occasionally jumped up by a stone; Gently crushed dreams.

At some point, he may think again of the light that he once wanted to chase, which gathers the only evil thoughts in the young man's pure heart, and with the pain blurred by time, it becomes a regret.

They also don't know that Wanyin Jiaye is a long-lived ghost with a secret from the other world. She is a heroine who is different from ordinary people and has a bit of fantasy.

But regarding the ending of this story, someone has already arranged for them.

To be honest, this young man who didn't know anything and only heard rumors about ogre was a side character who was innocently involved.

As early as the day before yesterday, when Wan Yinjia Ye was spending money here in the downtown area, the news of her reappearance was taken by the informant and placed in front of the ghost.

For example, in the second chapter, Tong Mo, the leader of the All Things Bliss Sect, and Tong Mo, who exposed the existence of Wan Yin Jia Ye by Tong Mo that day.

Even if she was still pretending to be a widow who lost her husband in front of people, the extremely beautiful woman asked him to do something with someone who was easy to use.

That matter was about Wanyin Jiaye. To be precise, Oniwu Tsuji Wuyou wanted a child with the same physique as Wanyin Hanako, but who was easier to control than that annoying woman.

He just stubbornly believed that this girl should be easy to control, so Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou pinched a crystal-shaped glass bottle with his index finger and thumb, and gave orders to the three who came in a hurry.

"I want 'Jia Ye', and give her all the blood in this tube."

The cyan figure knelt on the ground, raised his head when he heard the words, just in time to see the crystal bottle with the lid twisted was thrown over, he reached out to catch it, and there was bright red sticky blood inside.

Relatively speaking, and the amount is not a lot.

Most people are already very talented if they can bear half of it, let alone this full bottle.

Usually, Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi is extremely stingy with his blood requirements. He added ghosts at the beginning just for his own experiments. Just like now, he wants the longevity ghost's physique that is not afraid of the sun, and he also wants to keep his own strong physique.

He wanted Wan Yin Jia Ye also for the experiment.

Kamisan with blue lines on his body looked at the blood in his hand, and was about to ask something, when Oni Wu Tsuji, who was sitting on top, said again: "She is of the same kind as Wan Yin Hanako, I want you to bring it here, she can bear it Ghost of my greatest blood."

After a few words, what was said clearly, Yi Wozuo lowered his eyes in response, and left from the balcony just like last time.

This is the case for the crime of carrying a jade.

When Yiwozuo found the target person, he happened to see that scene.

Boys and girls, holding hands, smiling beautifully.

It was a kind of speechless leisure, Yi Wozuo stood on the beam of the house, the diamond-shaped crystal bottle in his hand was filled with blood, the muscles on his body tensed suddenly, and a big hole was sunken in the roof.

At this very moment, Wan Yinjiaye's intuition acquired in countless deaths told her to fly forward, her left hand wrapped around the waist of the boy opposite, and she rolled away from the ground a few meters away.

The scattered people on the street ran away at once, leaving only the two children lying on the ground, the man in strange clothes in front of them and the hole he smashed with his fists down.

The neatly arranged floor tiles cracked layer by layer, and Wan Yinjiaye frowned when he saw the gap extending to his face.

"Wan Yin Jia Ye."

Wan Yinjiaye heard the other party call her name, raised her head, and just met the man's cold gaze. At that moment, she was sure that it was a ghost, just like the one last time, or even a stronger ghost.

"Who are you!" The angry voice came from Immortal Kawashiya.

Wanyinjiaye didn't make a sound, and the ghost said again: "Is it a man?"

He looked at Immortal Kawasami.

In an instant, an extremely absurd idea came to mind.

In ancient times, it was heard that when an assassin went to kill an enemy general, he would first call out that person's name, and then kill the person who subconsciously responded to prevent wrongful killing.

She thought that ghosts might be similar to people at that time.

"I heard that you have already killed Xia Xian. You did a good job. Become a ghost. That lord values ​​you very much...Look——" The pink-haired ghost squeezed the glass bottle in his hand, shaking the bright red blood.

"How much I value you!"

She guessed right!The other party doesn't know what he looks like!Wanyin Jiaye's pupils shrank slightly in the wind stirred up by the ghost, and blurted out a sentence——

"Shimi! Run! Run!!!!"

But it was too late, Immortal Kawasami will never forget this scene - the eyes are bright red.

Because of her blood, it hurts people who are hot.