[Naraku] Just to get you

The room was very quiet, and time seemed to pass quietly in the eyes of the two. In front of the corner of the room, a light clay pot was cooking slightly in the room. After a while, white smoke came out, and the water boiled. .

The man in the purple kimono turned his eyes away from the clock, stroked his hair with reluctance, then got up and walked towards the small square table.

Only then did Zhong Zhong feel that he could breathe again, looking at the quiet figure, kneeling lightly in front of the square table with his back to himself.

Only the sound of a string of clear water falling could be heard, flowing rustlingly.

"Now that you can get up, let's have a cup of tea." Naraku's voice faded from the austere tone just now, appearing upright and dignified.

But the clock was in his heart, secretly surprised at his meticulous observation.

On the square table was a clay pot, a tray, a cup, and a pair of blue hands with fine hairs.The hot tea in the cup that has been filtered twice, the leaves in it bloom slightly, showing his lazy figure.

Tasting tea is originally a lazy thing, but the clock is not in the mood, and the second is not in the taste, so at most I just drink it.

"Why, are you scared?" The air was silent for a moment, and Naluo broke the calm with a hint of ridicule in his words.

"How could it be..." Clock subconsciously interjected, thinking in his heart that no one should be afraid of you.

As he spoke, he picked up the cup on the table in one gulp, and drank it all up with a gurgle.

Not to mention, this tea is refreshing and refreshing, after drinking it, the mind is indeed refreshed, and even the limp limbs seem to become stronger.

"Since you've drank my tea, you can help me with something by the way, Clock..." Naraku's red eyes reflected the startled boy, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously twitched.

"Naluo, if you want to use me, unless you give me your life first," Clockwork narrowed his eyes slightly, "At that time, I might help you fulfill your last wish..."

Seeing the man in front of him pretending to be arrogant, Naraku moved his Adam's apple slightly.

With a bang, the clock opened the door and was about to leave. Naluo's voice sounded behind him.

"What's the matter, don't you want to see that girl, that girl who looks like the witch Kikyo?" Seeing that the clock stopped, those red eyes immediately calmed down, with a hint of displeasure pouring out, "She may be in my phantasy right now, and it's hard to get away, Shi-Zhong..."

The sound of the clock was deliberately aggravated by Naluo, as if she murmured in her chest several times before she uttered it.

The misty mist is scattered in the depths of the forest, vines are entangled, and there are deep shadows everywhere, as if in any shadow, a poisonous snake will suddenly appear to claim the lives of pedestrians.

The long-haired girl in a light white-blue striped shirt and a plaid skirt struggled through it. She got lost and lost contact with everyone from the very beginning.

There was a slight white figure in front of him, as if he had been waiting here, the girl hurriedly ran in that direction.

With a slap, her foot sprained, and just when she thought she was about to fall into the mud, a pair of hands suddenly supported her.

How dangerous, she thought happily in her heart.

Looking up, he was stunned.

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Nai Luo leaned sideways in front of the window sash, the faint light of dawn outside was slightly revealed, but it did not fall in this room, just as his heart was dark and damp and could not see the light.

He was gently grinding the cup with his right hand, as if a lonely person subconsciously relieved. At this time, a yellow poisonous bee buzzed in through the window sash, this is the most fierce beast of Naluo.

It may not be accurate enough to say that it is a poisonous bee, because its body is three times the size of a normal wasp, and its two compound eyes are so big that they occupy the entire head, which makes people feel a sense of horror when they see it.

At this time, the poisonous bee was buzzing and fluttering its wings right next to Naluo's ear.

"Oh, that's it..." With the end of his words, his right hand, which was caressing leisurely, suddenly stopped, and he tightly grasped the cup in his hand.

It can be seen that his mind is not as indifferent as his words.

Putting away his lazy posture, he got up and walked to the small square table, poured a string of hot water, and filled the cup in his hand.

Lightly lift, slightly condense, pour throat.

However, the anxiety in his heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

With a bang, the clay pot was violently swung to the ground by the purple sleeve, and the hot water in the pot also gurgled and overflowed around the floor, and the hot beads splashed on the sleeve at his feet, but he suddenly felt nothing. Feel.

In this dark room with only one person and one bee left, Naraku completely tore off the self-satisfied face facing the clock half an hour ago.

What was reflected in his red eyes was the cup that was nearly shattered.The cup was slammed into his palm, but he forgot the fragility of the cup, and his hand was covered in blood from the broken pottery.

"Clock, you are really, really disobedient..."

Following the words, there were also dripping drops of blood, winding down to the fingertips, making his blue and white hands even more delicate and beautiful.

However, even so, his clenched palms still did not relax, but tightened even more.

The author has something to say: little angel Xiyao, hey hey hey, hey, hey, hey, full of meaning, sweet smile (^~^)

Comparing with the passing feather gray little angel (≧?≦)/

Here, thanks to the little angel Ghost Lantern for mine (^▽^)

The first wild landmine in life I have received since I wrote the article (the one I received before was voted for by my brother)

At that moment, I thought my eyes were dazzled, and finally realized the feeling of the protagonist of the novel opening his eyes wide (≧?≦)/

At this moment, what flashed in my mind was Takano's attack. When I saw the curry chocolate that Onodera made for him, my eyes widened.

Say what am I talking nonsense, haha, in short, the first thunder in writing, Tabu, I will always remember (≧?≦)/

Then I was inexplicably emotional. I wrote this article bit by bit like squeezing toothpaste. At the beginning, it was only for self-entertainment. Of course, I also kept a little luck in my heart that I might write it well idea

The first little angel to leave a comment is Passerby A. At that time, I was so excited. Every day I opened my eyes and picked up my phone to see if the little angel Passerby A sprinkled flowers for me (≧?≦)/

The first one who watered me with nutrient solution and pointed out that my novel was flawed was Little Angel Liezi. At this time, I began to realize that my attitude could not be casual, and I began to take my novel seriously (≧?≦)/

The first one to throw mine was Little Angel Ghost Lantern. Thank you and Retsuko for saying it. If you hadn’t reminded me early on, I might/maybe/probably/should have changed my name to Sujie-kun. Cover your face. (￣_￣)

Your support is my driving force

Bow (≧?≦)/

Ahhh, I’m exhausted after venting too much_(:з」∠)_