Miss Hardcore Love Daily

Wanyinjiaye had a bad feeling.

She couldn't tell why, maybe she simply saw that it was raining today, or maybe there was no one on the street near her.

The rain was not too big or small, but judging from the accumulated water on the street, it seemed to be a long time.

Wanyinjiaye didn't know how long it was raining because she just woke up.

She can't control how long she sleeps, but she can decide when to sleep. A few days ago, she used the kaleidoscope mode of Sharingan and couldn't control her drowsiness anymore.

He fell asleep directly.

She looked at the pattering rain curtain, wrapped her fingers around her hair, leaned against the sill, and with the dynamic vision of a ghost, she could almost see the fine dust in the rain.

Not long after, the almost silent street, which was only rained, was broken by an intruder.

Like a static painting, a villain ran in.

This villain, Miss Wan Yin, can't see clearly, because this person is holding a white umbrella, and the rain curtain goes down from the edge of the umbrella. It is transparent, colorless and rootless water, which should not be What people in this world observe.

The distorted light scattered from the white umbrella surface, the warm yellow kerosene lamps and the small bunting hanging on the street, all showed the leftovers after the festival celebration.

Wanyin Jiaye knew that this should be something left after the Obon Festival. After all, only that would be valued and everyone would come to celebrate this festival.

She originally planned to pull back the body that was hanging outside, and the villain who suddenly barged in should also be passing by in a hurry.

It's just that she just retracted her hand and looked away when she heard someone calling her name outside.

"Wan Yin Jia Ye! Come down!"

On the street, Immortal Kawa Minya yelled in a voice that everyone could hear.

His voice is not loud, only a little bit left after being blurred by the ticking noise after passing through layers of rain curtains, it may be subtle to others' ears, but for ghosts, Wanyin Jiaye is very clear .

"..." It's Immortal Kawasami, what is he doing here?

As a last resort, the blond woman had no choice but to look back. The woman was sitting in the room with her fingers twirling the end of her hair.

The corners of the eyes are a little sad.

Since the last time, Wan Yin Jia Ye subconsciously wanted to exclude this man.

She couldn't say why, maybe it was fear, maybe it was fear of exposing her weakness.

"What are you going to do?" She called after two or three floors.

Only this time, Immortal Kawasami didn't answer her, just looked at her, then put away the umbrella and walked into the house.

Wanyinjiaye paused, her blond hair fell from her hands, her half-opened eyes paused, and the sound of her bare feet stepping on the ground came from upstairs.

Immortal Kawa Shinya held the wet umbrella in his left hand and put it in the basket specially used to hold umbrellas at the door, and put his right hand in his arms, and the sleeve over there was empty.

If you don't look carefully, you will think that this is a bohemian son. The young man's wide and thin shoulders prop up his clothes, and it seems to support his not thin body, so that no one will suspect that his right hand is still in a splint.

A boy of this age should be the person in a girl's fantasy, and Meiyue stood quietly in the shadows at the base of the wall, she had also thought about it.

As the next oiran candidate, he naturally wanted to earn a good amount of money in exchange for his freedom and find a man who loved him.

In the past, she actually believed in love, which is ridiculous.

But when she saw Immortal Kawasami treating Wanyin Jiaye, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Ms. Hanako, the mother who forced her to take over the entire Hualou, told her that Immortal Kawa Miniya was chasing Wanyin Kaya, but she didn't tell her why.

She watched the woman in red come down the blanketed stairs barefoot.

Many people say that Miss Wan Yin is more beautiful than the oiran Fern Ji. Her eyes are like amber in running water, or candy cubes that were half-filled in her mouth when she was a child and then played with. , the wings of a butterfly dancing under the bright sun.

In the past, Wanyin Jiaye wore a half mask, but those who used these poems and songs to describe this woman may not have seen her in full.

If you see her, you will definitely not just praise her eyes.

Because at this time, even her dear sister was frowning and standing by the side of the young man with the corners of her mouth drooping, which made people feel affectionate.

How did that happen?

Wanyinjiaye frowned slightly and stood beside the young man, his figure could completely cover her.

For a while, I didn't notice that there was no one in the hall that was full of laughter and laughter before.

Miss Wan Yin scratched her neck and frowned slightly: "What are you here for?"

"Today is the Obon Festival." The young man said, "I want you to attend the festival."

"Today? How could it be today? I thought it was over..."

"going or not?"

There was no expression on the young man's face. He was next to her, and when he looked at her, he could only lower his head. The nape of his neck was exposed behind the short hair, and the white hair was stuck to the skin.

Wanyin Jiaye also had to look up, "Why did you tell me to go?"

"I want to call you." The white-haired young man paused with his hand hanging by his side without moving.

"Hey, Immortal Kawasami, you won't..." Wanyin Jiaye seemed to have thought of something, she turned sideways, hugged her shoulders, and saw that she had intentionally long nails that had been painted bright red .

"Aren't you a friend? You said it."

"but--"

"But what?" The young man slightly raised his thin chin, but lowered his neck, as if he could kiss her, aggressively.

Subconsciously, Wanyin Jiaye took a step back and clenched her hands tightly.

"Okay," she said at last.

Meiyue saw that Wanyin Jiaye seemed to have said something to Undead Kawa Minami, and then grabbed the young man's hand, as if angry - she clearly saw Miss Wanyin grabbing the other's neckline with the other hand and grabbing the tall man. Pull it down, and the sharp ghost teeth can touch the opponent's neck.

But he was not afraid either, just like Mei Yue had seen many times, the young man grinned, opened and closed his mouth, and said another sentence.

"Yeah, I just like you, can't I?"

The moment she knew the meaning, Mei Yue's eyes trembled slightly, and she couldn't return to her thoughts for a long time, so that she didn't know when the two of them would leave.

The entire hall was empty, leaving only the black-haired girl standing in the shadow. She was obviously also wearing a red dress, according to Ms. Hanako's preference.

After a long time, other people came in again with some cold steam.

Mizuki smiled and said to the black-haired young man, "Long time no see, Master Tomioka, mother has been waiting for you for a long time."

The Obon Festival, commonly known as the Ghost Festival, is a festival to worship ancestors and dead souls.

When Wanyin Jiaye was in Konoha, this was considered the most valued festival in the village.

Because every year someone dies.

Wanyin Jiaye was also selected as the lead dancer for the main sacrificial dance for several consecutive years, for no other reason, just because of her beauty.

And here, places of recreational nature are generally closed for one day, such as taverns and Yoshiwara flower houses.

That's why Wan Yin Jia Ye couldn't see people today, but the more he walked outside, the more he walked to the center of the city, the number of people gradually increased.

During the daytime, people sweep tombs and offer sacrifices, and at night, people release river lanterns, and when parades are held, there will be special dancers on the mountain.

It's just that it rained this year, so it doesn't mean that everyone in the city participated.

"It's raining, but there are still a lot of people." Miss Wan Yin's tone was a little cold.

The woman in red hid under the edge of the umbrella step by step. The young man held the umbrella with his left hand and stood upright: "Really? I saw the river lantern when I came here."

"If it rains, where can it float? The rotten wreckage alone is enough to clean up."

"Have you no one to commemorate?"

Wanyin Jiaye shook his head, his golden hair flicked: "I don't."

Suddenly remembered the rumors I heard a few years ago about the young man beside me. His family members were all killed by wolves, and when he looked sideways, he saw the left hand of Immortal Kawasami.

He was holding the umbrella, which was a bit wide because he also had to support her, and the wide kimono sleeves hung down, revealing the old and new scars on his arms.

Some are already a light white streak, while others are still red and scabbed with blood.

She looked carefully, and saw blue blood vessels covering the adult male's forearm. This kind of muscle mass did not exist before.

Ah, no wonder, when I wanted to push the other party away, I didn't.

"Hey, how did you decide to go to Ghost Slayer?" she asked.

Immortal Chuan glanced at Wanyin Jiaye, and said calmly, "I want to kill ghosts, that's all."

"I'm also a ghost, why don't you kill me."

"..." He was silent, looking straight ahead: "The reason has been said."

"..." Wanyin Jiaye didn't know why he was always so stubborn.

"If you like it, so be it, anyway—" Anyway, in the end, it wasn't her who had the lump in her heart.

Saying this, it seems that there is no guilt, Wan Yinjiaye, who can bring light to others when he smiles, smiled slightly in the crowd of drizzle, and stretched out his hand: "Just hold me."

"..." Undead Kawa Minami lowered his eyes and did not move: "You remember that I told you to run away with me, but you didn't."

The woman's hand paused in mid-air, "Yes."

"You can come with me today."

"She won't allow it, I told you earlier." The outstretched hand has already loosened its strength, as if it will be put down in a second.

"If she can let you go, will you go?"

"of course--"

Of course it is to go.

Today, three years later, Miss Wan Yin hesitated.

Of course, go, go, where are you going?

The road between Sato and Yoshiyuki Tomioka has been drawn to death by her, and if it was someone else, she would not know him at all.

The tavern was not her property either, and should have been taken back by now.

If it is still possible, there is only Immortal Kawashiya left in front of him.

"Your mother said yes," he said.

The girl blinked twice:

"Hey, Immortal Kawasami, let me tell you a secret—"

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