[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, let go of the protagonist

After such a fuss, I don't have the heart to pursue the issue of Yunque chasing other men anymore.Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test (Pingnan Literature Network)

After all, it is only natural for a wife to ask the mistress, but as a pet, to ask the mistress... er... the husband, it will look like a child objecting to his father looking for a stepmother, and he will be downgraded in an instant, okay?

Is it better than ex-girlfriend becoming stepmother?

……Huh?Suddenly I feel...a bit unmotivated...Father and son are amazing...

Sullenly followed Skylark back home, had dinner, watched TV, took a bath...

It wasn't until the hot water reached my chin that I suddenly came back to my senses.What's wrong?

I didn’t care too much because I was a non-human before, it doesn’t matter if Asakura is a girl, I just took a shower yesterday so I didn’t expect...

Maybe I should maybe maybe... take a bath in the water that Lark soaked in... right?Ya, Ya Butterfly~~~~!

calm down.No matter how fast it progresses, you can't just rush out to throw yourself into your arms. Not to mention the wet hair that may flow all over the place, not to mention the misleading liquid, just because the soles of the feet are slippery after taking a bath, I don't know how many people die every year.For the sake of my life, and for the sake of that thick, long, straight and wretched kidnapper with countless spare tires, I absolutely can't do it!

But... in this situation, there will be no one else except Yundou, that silly bird, who can maintain a normal mind.

Wait, wait, the custom here is that it is normal for a family to take turns taking a bath, but the problem is that Skylark is not a normal person. .It stands to reason that he shouldn't have this kind of common sense. .I deliberately left the bath water in this way... Sure enough...

Sure enough...do you regard yourself as your father?Then what does he think of me?son?daughter?abnormal?monster? ...so bad.

His hot little heart instantly cooled down.If this trend continues...it feels like there will never be a day to turn around.

Putting on my pajamas and giving up the idea of ​​being half-naked in a towel, I sat down on the sofa, put my legs on the table, picked up an apple and gnawed it... I quickly integrated into being a child of this role.

--has given up on himself. .

Feeling the gaze from the skylark on the side from time to time, I cheered up and waited for a long time, but I didn't see him intending to speak, so I couldn't help feeling lost again.Well, originally... expecting someone like Skylark is just looking for abuse.

After waiting for a while, Yunque closed his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it on my stomach.From the beginning to the end, there were only two words: "Put it away", and then returned to the bedroom with the book on his lap.

Is this...afraid that I will run away alone again?

Holding the phone with both hands, feeling the slightest bit of body temperature remaining on it, subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh.

When a person falls in love with that high god, what does he think in his heart?Should he stretch out his hand and drag that person off the altar, and become an ordinary person like himself, or... work hard, and then become someone who can stand side by side with him?

I think, only those who love themselves more than each other will get it at the cost of hurting each other by any means. .

No matter how clamoring in my heart, all I can do at this moment... is...be patient.

. . .

Since the weather has gotten warmer, every time I wake up in the middle of the night, the sheets are wet, and the three inches below the belly button feel a little stuffy, my mood is impetuous, and my brain is confused...I remember that there was a text in high school or junior high school that said that Twelve Lang got soft foot disease after he went to the south, and died not long after.Suddenly mentioning this, I actually just wanted to say: People in the north are really not used to the climate in the south. If you don’t drink water before going to bed, you will wake up thirsty in the middle of the night. If you drink water, you will be woken up by urine in the middle of the night, okay?

This night, I was sleeping soundly. In my dream, there was a handsome boy in black sexy underwear holding a pole while dancing and singing "kufufu, kufufufu". The murderous spirit woke up from the cold.

I sat up and looked at the black figure in the room in a daze. Although the moonlight was not very bright, with the rather sensitive sense of smell I had accumulated these days, I quickly determined that this night raider was my current one. Breeder - Disciplinary Committee Chairman Hibari-sama.

The cold kidnapper refracted a faint metallic light, and the bright red blood slowly slid down his well-proportioned body, falling to the ground with a regular "tick" sound.

And beside the bed lay four lifeless human creatures. .Sure enough, he was attacked at night.

Seeing me waking up, Skylark didn't say a word, just raised his feet "bang bang bang bang" four times, telling them to roll to the grass to rest.

The cool night wind lifted the curtains, taking away the last trace of heat from my body, and it also reminded me of the night that only belonged to Takano and Onodera, warm and erotic.Are they still playing every night now, are they still sweet and sweet?

There is also Natsume who treats Takano as a girl and goes to dye the cat stupidly, how is he doing now?Did he fly to the sky with his ugly fat cat and become a god?Did that Yuki Kusama who was possessed by the mouse go to him?

What happened to Midorima and his little monsters?Does Tezuka still have that cage that he never uses?Does Xiu Ze still wear girls' underwear?Is the wig left after being eaten?Does Misaki still keep a diary?Yukimura...

Where are they all now?

I was still in a daze, but Yunque didn't have the slightest intention to speak, as if he just did an ordinary thing, walked out of the room leisurely, and closed the door.The faint footsteps continued to the bathroom, and after a while, they quietly returned to the door of the next room and stopped.

I pricked up my ears and silently counted my heartbeats in the dark, and my chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

Night raider?Just ignore such a small role. .

When I recovered from the beating of my heart, Lark had already returned to his room, and the window was already slightly lit.His mind was blank, but he knew what he was going to do surprisingly clearly.

"Master Skylark," knowing that he couldn't hear him, but still couldn't help whispering to himself, "When we meet next time, I will tell you my name, and I still want to call you by your name..."

There was silence in the air, and there was no response.

I got dressed, and I only carried my newly acquired mobile phone with me, and only the numbers of Skylark and Buer were stored in the mobile phone.

When he jumped out of the window, there was no corpse kicked down in the grass last night, and he sniffed, but he could still smell a little bit of blood.Smacking my lips in displeasure, as a pet, although it has brought a lot of joy to the owner, it has also brought a lot of trouble, not to mention that I am not a worry-free product. .

Thick fog enveloped the whole city, occasionally pedestrians would suddenly show their feet from the white front, and then drag blurry figures drifting past me, and occasionally there would be small round balls with no eyes suddenly It bumped into my leg, raised its head and glared at me with that vertical eye full of panic, then bouncing and submerging not far away.At this time, it is actually not easy to distinguish whether the person who just passed by him is a human or a monster.

When I came to the corner, I couldn't help but look back at Skylark House again.Through the barrier of fog, I seem to be able to see the familiar figure standing by the window that was revealed the moment the curtain was lifted, with gray-blue eyes with hazy coldness, looking towards me.

. .

When they arrived at Zetian's house, the strange mist had already dissipated.Nana still took me into the house with a natural look, and told me that the boy Zetian was still sleeping in the room.

After saying hello to Li Baoen, I just opened the door when another person fell down from the ceiling.

The rippling braids showed his identity, and the red hair swayed with the air current and continued to be tied on the top of his head at a strange angle.

That stupid hair... In fact, it can fly at any time like Doraemon's bamboo dragonfly?ahh?Yes, as long as it is plugged on the top of the head, no power supply is required. It is a safe, environmentally friendly and beautiful extra-dimensional special equipment.

From a bad boy who quickly degenerated into a gentleman and a voyeur, Shenwei Jun seemed to be smiling but actually said to me murderously: "What are you doing here again?"

I rub it!Is it the first time labor and management have come here since taking human form?

Maybe it's because he has already confirmed his good friend relationship with Yunque. Even though I know that this guy can't be messed with, as a family member, I still stand up and ask: "What is Shenwei Jun doing here?"

Kamui raised his foot and walked slowly to Zetian's bedside, smiling all over his face, like a popular male protagonist in comics who thinks he is extremely handsome and is loved by countless readers, looking at him affectionately lying on the bed with his mouth open. The boy Zetian, who was sleeping soundly and sweetly, said, "Of course it's to appreciate my little Tsunakichi's cute sleeping face~~~~"

Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

Hearing this, Zetian, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, suddenly moved his eyelashes, his tender and tender face instantly burned up, and his hands on his belly were clenched quietly, as if he was wondering whether to wake up at this moment Come.

The culprit, Kamui, was still staring at his every move with burning eyes, and had no intention of going out at all.

In desperation, Zetian had no choice but to pretend that he had just woken up, moved his eyes from the ceiling to me in embarrassment, and smiled stiffly: "Mr. Dolphin..."

"Uh... Zetian," I tried my best to fix my eyes on Zetian boy's face, not daring to look at Kamui's sad and murderous face, "I'm actually here this time... Actually..."

"Hey, Lord Kamui." Seeing my appearance, Zetian was even more embarrassed, lowered his head, and shouted in a low voice.

"Huh?" Damao straightened up straight with a "bass", as if he had received some kind of radio wave that humans could not recognize, and Kamui's face instantly burst into bloom, "Nani Nani? What does Tsunayoshi want to say?" ?”

Zetian boy turned his face away, and his eyes fell on the limp dirty sock on the floor: "I have something to say to Mr. Dolphin, can you please go out for a while?"

==In the blink of an eye, murderous aura was flying all over the sky again.

"Yes~!" Shenwei gritted his teeth, barely maintained his paralyzed face, and walked out of the room step by step.

Tat felt as if his body was full of invisible blades. .

Zetian boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then fell off the bed in a wasteful posture.

"It hurts! T-mouth--!"

. . .Is it really okay to have this kind of guy as a mafia boss?When you throw a grenade, don't you really throw it into your own team?It's true that Sawada boy is very good, but...won't it be too much?

While screaming for pain, while getting up as if nothing had happened, Zetian boy smiled shyly and said, "Mr. Dolphin, thank you for what happened yesterday..."

"It's nothing. Actually, I came here today to imagine you inquiring about something. Do you know where to find Liu Dao Mu?"

"Huh?" Zetian was a little surprised, "If you want to find Mukuro, you can go to Black Yao Middle School to find Kurumsan, and her words should be able to help you contact Mukuro."

Obsidian Middle School?I really think of it as a base camp. . "I see, thank you, Sawada-kun."

"No, it's nothing..." Zetian hurriedly waved his hands, hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Mr. Dolphin, I have a question to ask you..."

"Just ask."

Zetian lowered his head, with a look that was difficult to speak, and was silent for a while, before stammering and whispering: "May I ask Mr. Tu...what is the relationship with Senior Skylark...?"

"..." It was obviously a very normal question, but Wei Mao silently felt an arrow in his heart. .

"Ah! I'm sorry for asking such a presumptuous question. You can..."

"It's actually the relationship between the owner and the pet." I wiped the old blood from the corner of my mouth, and interrupted him directly, "but I hope you can understand it as the relationship between fostering and being fostered."

"Ah—?!" Zetian accurately conveyed his inner complaints to me with his habitual exaggerated expression: Is he treated as a pet even though he is a human being?Isn't this illegal?Senior Hibari is the chairman of the discipline committee, right?Doing this..., let's talk about taking care of it... Sima Zhaozhi's heart is known to everyone, okay?

"Hey, can I ask you a question too?"

"Of course, please ask." Zetian boy straightened his sitting posture and looked at me seriously as if answering a teacher's question.

"I want to know, why did Lord Shenwei become Peng Gelie's thunder guard? As far as I know, before he appeared, your default choice should be that cow kid... called Lanbo, right?"

"Huh--? The default candidate? Lanbo? I've never heard of such a thing... and Lanbo is still a child, how is it possible?" Zetian shouted in shock.

⊙o⊙!What a shock, I should be the one to be shocked, right?Is it really okay to be the tenth generation of Pengelie but not even know his own guardian?

But...maybe I made a mistake, after all, there is no predetermined plot in this world.

"Maybe I made a mistake." I stood up, as if I was about to leave, "I'm sorry to disturb you today..."

"Mr. Pu!" Zetian also stood up hastily, with a rare seriousness on his face, mixed with a bit of sympathy and loneliness. By your side, even if it's treated as a pet, doesn't it matter?"

"of course."

It is understandable that people are always habitually borrowing something from others.Still, it's an honor to share the same emotional distress as the future mafia godfather.

Looking at his obviously frustrated face, I paused and added: "Of course, it does matter."

If it didn't matter, I wouldn't have run away from home.Zetian boy, as a boss... no, as a lover, if you are dissatisfied with the other party, of course you can be unhappy, you can lose your temper, you can complain that he teased you and treated you like a toy...

Just because you are lovers. .