How can our black king be so arrogant!

"Feng, are you there?"

The black-haired girl hid outside the door, and tentatively exposed half of her head through the door. The teenagers who were doing basic exercises in the dojo smiled at her one after another. To the wooden door in the backyard, say:

"Mr. Feng went to the back to get something, and he will be here soon~"

"Oh thanks~, then I'll go in first!"

Watching the petite girl with black hair and red eyes sneaking in the door lightly, several new students finally couldn't help their curiosity and asked the seniors here for advice.

"Hey senior, who is that super cute girl? It's Mr. Feng's daughter... It hurts so much! Senior, why did you hit me on the head all of a sudden?!"

"As a senior, I want to give you a piece of advice: Never say such things in front of Mr. Feng—and, that person is Mr. Feng's date, so don't talk nonsense if you don't want to be trained and beaten to death!"

"Eh?! So it's a couple relationship... But Mr. Feng doesn't look like that kind of vicious person. He was very kind and easy to talk to when he taught us martial arts."

"Stupid! Wait until the day you feel like dying to say that—"

Rubbing his still sore shoulders, the senior who confessed to being rejected and was caught by the wind and then quietly retaliated warned the new students some precautions, and then continued to practice martial arts seriously.

In retrospect, when those two people stand together, there will be an atmosphere so close that no one else can get involved. They are two people with completely different personalities, but they can fit so well... So, the sticky atmosphere is really not an illusion!

The senior whose glass heart was shattered again was crying. He failed to confess his confession a few days ago and was met by the wind. The poor senior came here to report on time even though he was physically and mentally injured. It was quite hard work.

After being reminded by other students, Suzuki saw the wind after walking along the corridor for a while.Probably because it is more casual and natural in the martial arts dojo I opened, the wind changed back to my red Tang suit, and the hem of the clothes swayed in the cold wind. With the simple and steady Chinese red, people can't help but think of being in the middle of the heavy snow. Red plums in full bloom.

Feng, who was holding a bag of exercise clothes, paused imperceptibly, and then continued to walk forward quite naturally, as if no eyes were on him.

——Didn't come directly, probably wanted to go around to the back and then suddenly rushed over.

Although Suzuki will be more forthright and more used to acting like a baby to Feng as a lover, but when encountering unpleasant things, Suzuki's arrogant nature will immediately appear.Even if she came here to ask for comfort or help, Suzuki would only show it after making a detour.

In fact, Suzuki did deliberately go around to the back of the wind.

Bare feet without shoes and socks. Stepping naked on the wooden floor, the soft soles of the feet lightly stepped on every inch of the corridor, like a nimble kitten ready to catch its prey.Ling Ji fixed her eyes on Feng's back, then jumped up, quickly hooked Feng's neck with both hands, and put her whole body on Feng's back, her soft black long hair was still unwilling Rubbed Feng's neck, making him itchy.

"Wind~~"

The soft, nasal coquettish voice is unimaginably soft to outsiders. Suzuki, who has always shown herself as an arrogant and arrogant middle-two image, always involuntarily starts to act coquettish in front of the wind.

He squinted his eyes and waited for the wind to touch his head, and the wind did stretch out a hand and rubbed the top of Suzuki's head just as Suzuki was used to, and the calm and peaceful voice like the sunlight penetrating from the depths of the forest also spread. come over.

"Well, I'm here."

Without too much communication, one can naturally sense that Suzuki is in a bad mood.

Feng smiled gently, smoothing Suzuki's black hair with his fingers as if smoothing the hair of a small animal. The cold and soft hair was gradually warmed by the afternoon sun.

"There's some snacks in the kitchen. Find a place to rest. I'll come back and find you after I deliver the things."

"……Um."

Glancing at the few pieces of exercise uniforms in Feng's hands, Suzuki nodded and jumped off Feng's back.The little white monkey Ricky who was Feng's pet came out from nowhere, ran to Ling Ji's feet and rubbed it obediently.

Watching Ling Ji squatting and picking up Rich to go to the kitchen, Feng raised his eyebrows, and then went to send the practice clothes in his hand to the new students.Although the face is still calm and breezy, Feng's heart silently puts Ling Ji's matter at the top of the list.

Having great power is not the same as being a powerful person.Feng, for Ling Ji, is not only a person she can rely on, but also a lover who is willing to use everything to protect her.

Although the girl with black hair and red eyes always looked proud and confident to the outside world, no one knew that even Suzuki would get tired.That petite body was burdened with too many heavy and sad memories, and the lost precious items were forced to be forgotten... Both the body and mind had reached the limit of fatigue, but the wind appeared at this time.

Gentle, calm, mature, considerate... But compared to those, the most precious thing that the wind gives Suzuki is [sense of security] [sense of dependence].Because of this, Suzuki loves the wind so much.Because the wind let her know that when facing danger, there is not only a world behind her that needs to be protected, but also people who are willing to stand up for herself and want to protect herself.

When the wind returned, I saw two little guys, Suzuki and Richie, sitting on the corridor basking in the sun—the warm sunshine in winter seeped into Suzuki’s long black hair little by little, The soft hair seems to be dyed with the smell and temperature of the sun.And beside Ling Ji, there was a basket of steaming Hong Kong-style custard buns.

Two cute little animals, one big and one small, were holding a custard bag and gnawed on them respectively. After hearing the sound of the wind's footsteps, they turned their heads at the same time, and their big eyes shone with joy at the same time.

——Well~, this is probably the "cute" that Mr. Shi Shu said last time.

Smiling, he pushed back the hem of his clothes, and sat on the wooden corridor imitating Suzuhime, and the leisurely and comfortable atmosphere immediately dissipated like the sweetness of custard wrapped in his mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ok!"

Seeing Ling Ji's mouth bulging and chewing on the snacks he made, Feng's heart was filled with a strange sense of satisfaction.Although for most people, eating the bento made by your girlfriend is the happiest thing, but if your girlfriend is a person who can only cook dark chocolate dishes, then forget it.

Moreover, making delicious food for Suzuki, watching her eat with a happy expression, is also very good in a sense.

Feng stretched out his hand to Suzuki, pressed her shoulders, pulled her upper body into his arms, then adjusted the position, and finally became the state of Suzuki lying face up on Feng's lap enjoying a knee pillow .

Basking in the warm winter afternoon sun, having just eaten steaming custard buns and playing with the cute little white monkey Richie, and now enjoying Feng’s thigh as a lover’s pillow, Suzuki squinted her eyes , the whole person seemed to be trapped in a soft white cloud like cotton candy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, leaving only the warm and sweet taste of candy melting away.

"Feng, am I... quite useless?"

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?"

"Last night, when Brother Kusanagi and I went to find Do-chan, we found that Do-chan had been shot... and he is still in the hospital. I can do nothing but help stop Do-chan's bleeding. Moreover, even the injured For those who have a lot of sauce, I also..."

Sadness and self-blame flowed out of those beautiful and pure crimson eyes, Feng sighed, stretched out his hand to cover Suzuki's eyes, and said:

"You've done a great job."

"not good!"

Ling Ji opened Feng's fingers, and her stubborn and awkward words came out between the fingers:

"I'm completely confused now... Do I want to help Ness and Art save the Colorless King, or go with Kusanagi and the others to find the Colorless King in order to avenge Do-chan, and the general manager in the past two days It is the incarnation of the Dresden Stone Disk that appeared inexplicably..."

"I don't know what to do..."

It was rare to see Suzuki looking so depressed, Feng turned her body sideways, blocking the sunlight that shone above her eyes for her.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you."

"………………Um."

Ling Ji's voice gradually softened, and her breathing rhythm also slowed down. In a daze, she heard the sound of the wind surrounding her from the distant sky——

"So, Suzuki, what do you want to do?"

Choose to help Ness, Art, and the Colorless King?

Should he choose to seek the Colorless King for revenge for Duo Duo Liang who is still being rescued?

Or go directly to Shipan to solve this chaotic situation from the root of everything?

Moving her mouth, Suzuki, who was between sleep and waking, obeyed her subconscious and gave her instinctive answer.

Then, she heard the wind laughing.

"Hahaha... you really deserve it!"

Feng's fingers brushed her cheeks, his gentle movements were slow and firm, carefully caring for the treasure in his eyes.

"Then, as you wish."

A kiss was imprinted on Ling Ji's forehead, accompanied by her shallow breathing, steadily guarding her warm sleeping face.

Taking his eyes away from Suzuki's sleeping face, the wind raised his head, and the clear sky in deep winter was as blue as a piece of glass, fragile and vulnerable, but also too cold and too far away for people to touch.The sun hanging above quietly shines on the warm courtyard, and the dust floating in the air is flying up and down...

"Ling Ji, you really like to cause trouble... Forget it, there is nothing I can do about you. Although it will be difficult, but you have said so, then I will always be by your side."

"It's really a difficult road to go against [the world]."

Seeing Ling Ji who was completely asleep on his lap, Feng pushed away the plate with custard buns next to him, carefully picked up Ling Ji, and brought the girl who had fallen into a deep sleep back to the room, lest she catch a cold.

The author has something to say: I am a little excited about the feeling that the end is about to end and going to the side story

The train on the 21st and then I go back to school, it would be great if I can have a week of vacation QAQ Want to code words