[Naraku] Just to get you

In the dark wooden cell, a tall wooden window sprinkled a few drops of water, dripping and splashing on the wooden straw of the cell.

The rain is about to stop.

A boy in a white shirt and red trousers, with his arms around his knees, and his head covered with black hair resting on his knees, didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the cell, the watching guard squinted and dozed off trying to fight his drowsiness.

"Excuse me, can I trouble you with one thing..."

"Um... Me..."

"Yes, it is……"

The guarding soldier pointed at himself in confusion, not understanding what such a young man in prison wanted to say to himself.

"Please, please help me give the Lord City Lord a sentence..."

"What?"

"It's a very important sentence. Come closer so I can speak clearly..."

"Um...that's it..."

After a short breath, the warrior on the ground who had half-nazed before fell completely to the ground and fell asleep.The clock flicked his sore wrist, and lowered his body to search for a bunch of keys.

With a clatter, the clock dropped the bunch of keys on the warrior's helmet—

"Please tell him, my clock has come to settle accounts with him again."

In the dense forest under the castle, the clock took a blue wild flower from the side of the road and inserted it in the center of the five-sided pattern he made with sticks and stones. His legs were wide apart, his eyes were deep and his thoughts were concentrated On top of this wildflower.

A ray of light wandered through the pitch-black horizon.

Out!

When the clock opened his eyes, he saw a colorful butterfly resting on the wild flower.

Ah, why is it a butterfly?

This is the method of the clock and witchcraft, and what is summoned are some little monsters with certain abilities.But Clock himself is more interested in target shooting than in witchcraft, and he is not very proficient in this aspect.

Now is not the time to worry about these things.

The clock gently pressed the dark red cuff on its right against the little butterfly's head.

"Hey, where did the man who can help me sniff this breath go?"

The two long whiskers of the butterfly trembled from left to right.

Strangely enough, the clock instantly understood what it meant to know.

"Hey, take me to find this man?"

The two long whiskers of the butterfly trembled from right to left.

"The reward is not enough..." The clock was a little embarrassed, and summoned according to the instructions of the ancient method, but the small things that were summoned had to be bargained.

After a little thought, the clock made its decision.

I saw the young man sticking out a slender index finger in the dark green forest, and handing it to the side of the little butterfly's head——

"Hey, can I exchange my little witch power with you?"

The two long whiskers of the butterfly stood still, and instantly spread its colorful wings, revealing the green mouthparts under its head.

This small area is full of light, and the gorgeous green light reflects the innocent cheeks of the young man, giving it a sense of holiness that cannot be desecrated.

The author has something to say: Feather gray little angel, he is older than you, with a cigarette in his mouth and a vicissitudes face_(:з」∠)_

In fact, I always thought Retsuko was a sharp kid, you are really sharp, thumbs up (^~^)

Boring SAO, someone vaguely said that a long time ago

Ah, those long campus days are really nostalgic

Little angel Yiye Zhiqiu, come and correct, and put black shadows on your seven periods (^~^)

Little angel Xiyao, ah, I don’t understand what it means (^~^)

Ghost lamp sang little angel learning to come on ↖(^ω^)↗

In other words, I'm curious about the little angels in this article, um, what grade are they in, junior high school?high school?Still elementary school hehehe (^~^)

Feel free to report to everyone (^~^)

Mr. Wolfberry has changed from a semi-social person to a social person_(:з」∠)_