after ghost king retired

The sudden kiss made Jiu Tun stay in place, and when Ibaraki took the opportunity to lick his lips and squeeze in, he suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand to grab Ibaraki's short fluffy hair, and pulled his head back forcefully.

Ibaraki hissed in pain, and was forced to tilt his head back, unable to kiss.

"Stinky boy..." The voice of gnashing teeth was very low, and the anger was soaring. Jiu Tun forcefully separated the arm that was hooking his neck, grabbed the curly white hair on the back of Ibaraki's head with one hand, and looked down at him. Almost burst into flames, "What the fuck are you doing?! Huh?!!"

His head was throbbing with pain, Ibaraki frowned guiltily and reluctantly, looked up at Shuten who exploded in anger, was stunned, his cheeks were burning red, and a bright red nosebleed flowed from his nose.

"..." Jiu Tun swallowed a mouthful of anger in his throat, wanted to continue to get angry but wanted to laugh a little, his chest heaved and fluctuated, and it took a while before he pushed Ibaraki's head, "Go to the wall! Don't take a step without my uncle's permission." come up with!"

"My dear friend!" Ibaraki was pushed so staggered that he almost hit the pillar, he quickly stood still and wiped his nosebleed with his sleeve, and grabbed the corner of Jiu Tun's clothes, "I... I'm hard, what should I do... "

"What should I do? You still ask my uncle what to do?!" Jiu Tun's anger rose again, and he let out a "ha" in anger, leaning over to stare at Ibaraki's shy but still enthusiastic eyes, and his attitude could almost be called Gentle, "Then will you chop off the uncle? Ah?!"

Ibaraki's crotch felt cold, he clamped his legs subconsciously, and shook his head frantically, "I hold back!"

"Why don't you get out of here quickly?!"

Izuku rolled numbly to face the wall and thought about it.

Jiu Tun was so angry that his hair was about to explode, he scratched his red hair back angrily, turned his head and shouted at the corner: "What are you looking at?! Play your drums!!"

The little deer man who was watching secretly in the corner was taken aback, flinched back, turned around and slipped away quickly.

Jiu Tun cursed in a low voice, and suddenly found Ibaraki's head sticking out from behind the corner again, and his eyes burst into flames again, "Why don't you get out?!"

Ibaraki trembled in fright, stretched out his hand, and showed him the jug in his hand, "This...is for a close friend..."

Jiu Tun strode over aggressively, grabbed the bottle with his hands, "Screw! I'm annoyed when I see you!"

"Oh..." Ibaraki was a little aggrieved, but still obediently turned around and went back to the room, facing the wall with his gun in his hands, thinking about the past.

Suppressing his anger, Jiu Tun took a hip flask to take a bath to quench the fire, while thinking about how to deal with this problematic boy, Ibaraki.

The hot spring room was steaming, surrounded by white mist, and Jiu Tun was soaking in the pool, leaning against the smooth wall of the pool, drinking wine while thinking about what to do next.

After raising Ibaraki for so many years, Shuten would be a bit reluctant to deal with him severely, but it's not a problem to let this brat continue like this.

"Oh... Trouble!" Jiu Tun raised his head and took a big gulp of wine, and wanted to beat Yan Mo again, but he actually threw such a big trouble on him!

Suddenly there was a faint drum sound in the sound of the hot spring water, it sounded like a little deer man beating drums outside, it wasn't unpleasant, but it was very chaotic.Shuten drank while soaking in the hot spring, listening to the sound of water and Xiaoluman's drum, he gradually became less irritable.

Although Ibaraki is rebellious, at least the little deer boy is still good, and it is better to only raise the little deer boy in the future.

With an idea in mind, Shuten stood up from the pool with a splash, raised his legs and stepped onto the shore, grabbed the towel and wiped his wet body casually, then put on his clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

He had soaked in the bath for a long time, and it was completely dark when he went out. The little deer man was practicing beating the drums in his room, in preparation for hooking up with the demon luthier in the future. The lights in Ibaraki's room were also on, and he was obviously still facing the wall thinking about his past.

With wet red hair hanging loose, Shuten walked to Ibaraki's bedroom door, raised his hand and knocked, "Ibaraki."

"Best friend!" An excited response sounded from the room immediately, and the boy's deep voice was full of surprises.

"I don't quite understand why you are so attached to me, but now I don't bother to know." Jiu Tun leaned against the door with his arms folded, his hair was still dripping, staining his red bathrobe in a dark color He didn't care about the wet marks on his face. Looking at the dark night, he said in a calm voice, "My uncle raised you so much, not for you to covet me. After tomorrow dawn, you can leave."

"Best friend?!"

There was a muffled bang in the room, like the sound of falling or bumping into something, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Jiu Tun closed his eyes, stretched out a hand to press the door frame, the sliding door was as immovable as a mountain under his palm, no matter how much Ibaraki pulled in the room, he couldn't open a thin door.

"My uncle didn't let you out, just stay inside!"

"My dear friend, you want to drive me away?!" Ibaraki gave up pulling the door, looked at the figure reflected on the door paper, and carefully put his face against the back of that figure through the wooden door, "I... I won't If this happens again, I will be very obedient, don't rush..."

"It's not a question of whether you restrain yourself or not," Jiu Tun interrupted him, his mood became more and more irritable, and his tone became indifferent, "If you continue to stay with me, it will be a torture for you and me , I am not sure which day you will be unable to restrain yourself, this kind of uncertain danger, I will not keep it."

Ibaraki opened his mouth in panic, all the voices were choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

"You have the smell of my uncle's alcohol on you. In 100 years, there will be no bad things that can harm you. After 100 years, maybe..." After a pause, he recalled the invincible big demon back then. Ibaraki Doji sighed in his heart, "Perhaps you will return to the peak period... At that time, my uncle's protection will be of little importance to you."

"Best... best friend..."

"That's it, remember to say goodbye to Xiaolu." After Jiu Tun finished speaking, he stood up straight, turned and left.

Ibaraki stood in the room, with his forehead resting on the door where Shuten had leaned against, his dark golden eyes were full of fear and bewilderment.

The hand hanging by the side slowly clenched into a fist, Ibaraki closed his eyes, and opened the door.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened behind him, Jiu Tun didn't look back, and walked towards the other end of the corridor without hesitation, step by step away.

A gust of demonic wind blew up his half-wet long hair scattered on his shoulders and back, and a strong demonic aura suddenly erupted from under the wooden floor of the corridor, and the dark purple demonic power exploded from Jiu Tun's feet, instantly condensing into a huge Ghost hand, grasp Shuten's body!

"Ibaraki!" Jiu Tun, who was caught off guard, was furious, and slapped the huge ghost hand clasped around his waist away with a palm, "You dare to do something to me?!"

No one answered, the second ghost hand appeared quickly, with even stronger demonic power quickly grabbed Jiu Tun, dragged him back before he fought back, and dragged him back to the door in an instant, and dragged him into the room.

"boom!!!"

The door of the room was shut heavily, and the powerful demonic aura gradually spread out, and the breath-taking pressure poured out in all directions!