[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

He took the falling pear blossom from Rutu's long hair.

It had just rained in early spring, and the temperature had warmed up slightly. Even though the change of seasons meant nothing to him, he couldn't help but be delighted by the change of scenery.Some monsters once lamented that his synesthesia-prone character is really weak, but he is still the same.If he can't squander his feelings to the fullest, how will he spend his eternal lifespan——the mermaid thinks so.

Mermaids are a very special race among monsters.

They are fragile, without a strong body and sharp teeth and claws, but a pair of skins fabricated by humans.The mermaids are recorded in the human and monster documents as a perfect food, and the creatures who swallow their flesh and blood will be blessed with immortality.Even monsters whose lifespan is far longer than that of humans and can survive from ancient times to the present, will definitely die if their heads are cut off and their weaknesses are targeted. If they devour the beautiful mermaid, they will become the strongest.

Therefore, mermaid meat has become a legend that no matter who it is, no one can resist this temptation, but at the same time, after more than a hundred years of testing, no one knows its authenticity.They continue to deceive and kill for an illusory dream. Humans and demons are similar in a sense.

Jialan is the last mermaid in the world.

Maybe there are close relatives in regions far across the ocean, but he is indeed the last one left in this country.The remaining companions are reduced in each era, and he often sits by the secret lake and listens to them tell their stories, some because of love, some because of hatred.He listened to the grievances and grievances of his fellow clans that lasted for nearly a hundred years. They either fell in love with the Onmyoji, or were deceived by those who trusted them. Some of them even bid farewell to Jialan and told him with a wry smile that he had found a human who was willing to accept the immortal body. .

Garan continued his journey. He had been rejected by a decaying old man, a dying young man, and a sick princess. He learned that human beings are wonderful and contradictory creatures.They are willing to commit a crime for a copper coin, and they are willing to give up eternal life for a promise. The more Jialan wants to get close to this passionate feeling, the deeper he goes into the human world.

The name is the shortest spell, and his name was also obtained by humans. Even if the other party has been weathered into dust, his spell is engraved deep in the memory.His principle is to only get close to stray humans to prevent other humans who know monsters from threatening his own safety. Once discovered, Garan will leave—he is both a kind monster and a ruthless monster.

"Don't trust humans too much." The monster named Madara looked down at him and sneered, but Garan could hear the kind warning in it, "Humans are stupid and cunning creatures."

"Really?" Jialan looked into the distance with a half-smile, the wind blew the green grass leaves, and in his vision, the girl under the plane tree was brushing up her light-colored long hair.Her clear eyes stared at the swirling branches with an expression of interest.The girl in front of her is named Natsume Reiko, she has extraordinary mana, and she can even get Madara to exchange names with her.

For youkai, this is equivalent to trusting in life.

However, Natsume Reiko was destined to be just a human being. After countless years, Jialan heard the news that she was no longer alive.Not only her, but even the powerful and abnormal Madara also lost the news. Kalan didn't leave a name on Natsume Reiko's friend account, but he knew most of the kind little demons who were willing to conclude a contract, and many of them were actually doing it for her. Pray for birth, old age, sickness and death.

In a sense, this is also an incredible situation.

Jia Lan met the boy in late spring.

The cities of modern humans are always full of smoke and dust, which is unbearable for sensitive mermaids.He would often stay by the river or the lake, listening to the sounds from the remote towns.When the wind was blowing, he heard the young man's concealed cry, which was almost like the cry of a cub when it was dying, and Garan saw the expressionless face of a young child reflected on the water.

If you describe it seriously, then the boy in front of you is just letting his eyes secrete tears and let his throat make a sound.His actions and emotions have no trace of sadness, just like dark stagnant water.

"Why are you crying? Kid." Jia Lan couldn't help asking him, "Do you live near here?"

The boy looked up at him, and the big tear still couldn't stop falling. He looked at Jia Lan's gender-indistinguishable face, and there was neither surprise nor consternation in his eyes.It seems that Jia Lan should appear here, and it seems that no matter whether he appears or not, it has no effect on the young man.

He looked at Jia Lan dully: "Who are you?"

It was Garan who was astonished.

The teenager's side cheeks were scratched with three or five scars by some kind of sharp weapon, and some of them had scabbed over. His originally handsome face became hideous and terrifying because of these marks.His black hair was half-length but not short, and because no one took care of it, it could only grow rapidly in a messy direction, covering the occasional large scald marks on his neck.

"Does it still hurt?" Jia Lan asked cautiously.

Maybe it was a bullied child who was holding his knees and weeping silently. He bent down and gently touched the swollen corner of the boy's mouth.The latter's big eyes blinked, "What is pain?"

He even continued to cry and sob while he was speaking. Rao Jialan had lived for a hundred years, and this was the first time he had seen such a child.There was a strange feeling in his heart, but the mermaid's unique soft heart made him have to pay attention to this matter. He took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, soaked it in the stream water, and wiped away some red marks that had dried up beside the bruise.

The boy's reaction can be said to be well-behaved, he didn't move around, Jia Lan wondered if his family had told him not to trust strangers easily - now it seems that there should be no.He raised his head slightly, like a cat waiting to be caressed, Jia Lan sighed, and asked again: "What's your name?"

"name?"

The boy looked at him suspiciously.

He should be around the junior high school age, but he acts as if he doesn't understand even ordinary conversation.After all, Jia Lan is a mermaid in modern times. I really don't know how the boy filled in his name when he was in school.

Jia Lan persuasively said, "It's the words you wrote on the cover of the answer booklet."

"Ah." The boy's eyes seemed to light up a little. He thought for a while and said, "I can't write. The teacher said that idiots don't need books, so I tore them up. Tell my mother, she said so. It's embarrassing, don't tell her again. My lord father... I haven't seen my lord father."

Jia Lan blinked: "—how could this be?"

Several possibilities raced through his mind. For example, the boy had encountered domestic violence and school violence. He struggled to swallow all these questions.He put on a gentle smile: "Then, what did your parents call you?"

"Mother said I was scum." The boy replied, "Father...father called me 'Gong'."

He picked up a branch and traced it on the grass.Jia Lan knew how his name was written, and it was considered a clue.The young man named Gong fell into obedient silence after answering his question. He bit his lower lip tightly, blocking out his voice completely in his body. His already pale lips had been bitten into a terrifying pale .

"What are you doing! Take it easy." Jia Lan was taken aback and quickly stopped him, "If you want to cry, just cry out loud, you will hurt yourself if you do so."

The boy looked at him dully: "I'm sorry."

He stopped biting his lower lip, and the voice of apology was mixed with fragmented and distorted tones, and he couldn't even tell what he wanted to express.Jia Lan didn't know what to say, so he could only hold him tightly silently. He realized that the boy's body was as tight as a steel plate, and his slightly trembling appearance seemed to be afraid of something—he heard a whisper as thin as a mosquito: "Aren't you going to hit me today?"

"……what?"

"Sorry." He just kept repeating.

This encounter was too wonderful, and Jia Lan's offer to take him to bandage was rejected.An expression other than emptiness finally appeared on the boy's face, and he seemed to have some vitality, not a dying person.He cast his curious eyes on Jia Lan: "Are you a good person?"

"I used to be." Jia Lan couldn't help laughing, "My name is Jia Lan, Gong, I've been here all the time, you can come and play with me anytime."

"Play?"

"Yeah." He suddenly thought of something, and put his slender index finger on his lips, "But don't tell anyone about me."

This is an agreement and an insurance.Mermaids who are known to exist will leave bad boys behind and leave quietly like bubbles.He won't get too involved in human life. Thousands of tragedies are happening in the world every day, and none of them are special enough to make Garan linger.

——Nothing worth caring about, just a small human being.

In the end, he didn't know which nerve in his head had a problem. He went to the school in disguise, and recorded every piece of information about the boy with a pen under the strange eyes of various humans.

"You mean Kusanagi Kyou? That child must have some intellectual problems. It seems like he can't understand people's words. It's really annoying to tell him to cringe at everything."

"...The Kusanagi family has a son like him, and his mother should also have a headache. It's so pitiful. It's a couple who are obviously talented and beautiful, but it turned out like this."

"Huh? Who wants to go to class with that gloomy man? It's disgusting! You beat him up and asked him to take out the money without making a sound. What are you pretending to do? Hey, you——what do you want—"

Although mermaids are weak monsters, humans are much weaker.

Jia Lan didn't know which sentence in it aroused his anger, and when he came back to his senses, he swung his fist without hesitation.The result, of course, was to give a lesson to the boys who seemed to be the same age as Kusanagi Kyouko. When he walked out of the alley, he couldn't remember their faces at all, only the skin that was hit by the counterattack was aching.

Kyouyi Kusanagi appeared by the river where they met, looking for him pitifully, and seeing him appear, his eyes suddenly lit up—when he saw the red marks on Garan's face accidentally hit by a gangster, He didn't dare to go forward again, he asked in a low voice, "Did brother Jialan get beaten by his mother too?"

"...It was just an accident." Jia Lan couldn't laugh or cry, rubbed his head, "What did you bring today?"

"It's a paper crane."

He took out crumpled and shapeless objects, and he could vaguely see that the colored paper was folded into the shape of a crane.

Since meeting Garan, Kusanagi Kyouko would find time to come to him every day, often bringing childish gifts, including half of the instant food he shared that he thought was the best.

Jialan learned that his mother didn't care about the child except for beatings at home. Her spirit was already on the verge of collapse, and she lived on these low-nutrition things every day—even if Kusanagi Gong couldn't swallow it anymore, she would force him to eat it. over.

"Thank you."

Jia Lan took the paper crane from his hand, and when Kusanagi Gong stretched out his hand, he clearly saw new scars on his slender fingers, which were a circle smaller than his peers, and the tender red flesh was turned outward.The young man didn't know it, he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't need to tell Jialan. After hearing his praise, he showed a shy smile.

……That does not work.

Jia Lan took a deep breath, looked directly at the eyes that responded to human emotions, and made his voice as soft and calm as possible:

"——Gong, would you like to leave here with me?"

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After thinking about it carefully, I still put the mermaid article here!

It’s the story between the little mermaid brother and the young ver’s Kusanagi, and it’s equivalent to telling what Papa did (beating Papa violently)