Hong Kong and black wage earners

After watching the disc, the two people who didn't speak from the beginning to the end fell into an inexplicable silence.

"Hmm...how do you feel?"

"Ah, I always feel very strange, and I don't feel anything at all." Qingxian wrapped her arms around her body, closed her eyes and said seriously.

"Me too... I'm going to be soft when that person makes a sound..."

Qingxian opened her eyes, stared at Dazai's face for a second, then slowly moved down.

His eyes stayed on the opponent's overlapping legs, "No way, are you ○?"

"Ah..." Dazai only felt that the gaze was on him as if it were real, and he looked away uncomfortably, raising his legs higher, "I accidentally imagined that he looked like Qingxian..."

Qing Xian silently moved closer, raised her eyes when she heard the words, "Oh, then you are surprisingly sensitive."

"..."

"Do you need help?"

Dazai immediately turned his head, his beautiful kite eyes flickering slightly.

Qingxian wondered why he was so shy, and approached him with the silent consent of the other party.

Seeing the other party's ruddy complexion, Qingxian tilted her head and exchanged a superficial kiss on his lips, but as soon as she retreated, the other party's arms hooked her neck, and the kiss deepened and lasted longer.

Then I suddenly felt the other party's hands groping around me, and my enthusiasm rose, "Don't grope..."

There was a smile in Dazai's eyes, and he stared at the blurred face of the young man in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "How about we together?"

"Well—" There's really nothing I can do about you.

……

The two sat face to face in the big bathtub, washing off the stickiness on their bodies.

Qingxian had long white hair soaked in water, a blush remained at the end of her eyes, and a faint pink on her cold white complexion. Dazai forcibly moved his eyes away, afraid he couldn't help the impulse.

"Are you going to meet someone in the afternoon, do you have a clue about your work?" Qingxian's arms were resting on the edge, and the smooth and delicate lines of her shoulders and neck were outlined with her head sideways.

"Well, Tanada from the Secret Service Section seems to be Ango's boss."

"Ango probably doesn't know about this yet."

"He probably works overtime to the point where he is unconscious. After all, he is a government agency." He is the most deprived social animal.

"So what do you mean by being a 'wage earner'? Anyway, I will never go to work anywhere again." Qingxian raised her hand to brush the hair on the back of her head, wrung out some water, put it on her shoulder, got up and stepped out of the bathtub.

Dazai could only glance at the young man's back without showing any emotion, remembering the way he said before that he could make money without working, he rested his chin on the arm placed on the edge of the bathtub.

"What do you want to do? A way to make money without going out?"

In sight, the young man casually put on the bathrobe, the collar was slightly open, and the thin muscle lines of the opponent's abdomen were faintly visible, and the belt was tied, showing a flexible waistline.

Dazai's breathing was heavy, not because his mind was full of yellow waste, but because this man was always spreading hormones intentionally or unintentionally, so that he seemed to be unable to control himself easily.

"Isn't this very simple?" Qingxian stood in front of the foggy mirror, wiping off the water droplets with a towel, "Buy a building anywhere and rent it out, you only need to collect the rent every month, right? "

"..." So it was simply a charter company, knocking on doors every month to collect money, and packing up and leaving if he didn't pay.

I used to think that Qingxian had the potential to be an unscrupulous charterer, but I didn't expect him to really have this idea.

"I'm already optimistic about the place. It's not far from here. It's near Chinatown. I can officially buy it in two days." After paying off his debts, he also saved a sum of money, which is more than enough to buy a house of.

"Oh, that's it—" Wow, as expected of Qingxian, she has super amazing mobility!

……

Before going out in the afternoon, Dazai changed into the newly bought clothes, it was no longer a black suit and trousers, but a sand-colored windbreaker and light-colored trousers made his temperament clearer.

In addition, the bandages and gauze on the head were removed, which reduced the weird feeling a lot.

"I am leaving--"

The only answer to him was the sound of pages turning.

Dazai turned back to the bedroom again, leaned over and pinched Ao Xian's chin, kissed Qing Xian until he couldn't breathe, and then let go.

"I am leaving."

"...Mmm." Qingxian pursed her lips, and covered her hot cheeks with a slight frown, "You go out as soon as you go out, do you have to say it twice?"

"Qingxian should respond to me well, shouldn't she usually say 'be careful on the road', 'walk well' or something like that?"

"That's a lot to ask for, and it sounds like you're going to do something dangerous and die at any moment—"

Dazai stroked the top of his hair with a smile, "From now on, when I say 'I'm going out', Qing Xian will respond with a kiss."

"..."

"Then, I'm going out."

"Didn't you say it just now?" Qing Xian glanced at him, curled her lips, reached out and hooked Dazai's neck and pecked lightly, then quickly retracted, "Okay, let's go."

Dazai laughed softly, and went out with a turbulent mood.

After meeting Chief Farmer at the izakaya, the other party recommended to him an armed organization that specializes in dealing with some gray incidents for the government, and he just needs to spend some time to wash away the stains on his body and wait for his appointment.

At the same time, Nakahara Nakahara, who came back from a business trip, also learned that Dazai and Qingxian were in a state of confusion after they defected, but out of distaste for green mackerel, he still opened a bottle of 89 Petus to celebrate, but the next day he found himself My car was blown up.

Dazai really has nothing to do. After blowing up Chuya’s car, he hugged Qingxian all day long to unlock new ways to play. Qingxian thought he was too clingy, so he took him for a walk in Tokyo.

The older brothers and sisters all live in Tokyo, and they must visit them when they go there, and have a meal at their home by the way.

The delicate-minded Qianye didn't need them to confess, and could tell at a glance that their relationship had taken a step closer. It seemed that Mr. Dazai not only didn't give up after hearing what she said, but also successfully abducted her family Qingxian.

However, after hearing that they all left the mafia, they were relieved a little. This is right, and only by changing to a decent and positive job can they live a stable life.

After visiting his brothers and sisters, he went to Ye's house to see Ma Canghua, who was almost one year old.

Asakura Hana inherited the tea-blonde hair color and eye color of her mother Anna Osore Mountain, and her round and tender face was tired, but she still giggled and pinched the green knuckles with her short fingers.

Ye now also has long hair, messy hair and a listless look, like a decadent uncle.

Since the end of the psychic competition, he and Anna have been helping others around the world. It is also rare to live a leisurely life after having a son. On weekdays, he drinks with his friends and plays with the children.

He also saw that there was a special relationship between Qingxian and the Dazai beside him, and before they left, they hugged the sleeping Ma Canghua with a smile and asked them when they would hold a banquet, and they must ask him to go and so on.

Qingxian and Dazai looked at each other, and Dazai understood the meaning in his eyes in no time——

If there is a banquet, he will pay for it.

Dazai just laughed in his heart that he is like a dragon who guards the golden mountain and doesn't want to care about anything, but sometimes he is not indifferent, at least he is willing to spend money to eat in a higher-grade restaurant.

All right, he pays, who makes him a good man who wants to make money to support his family.

The two walked out the door of the Asakang mansion, and after walking for a distance, they saw a black-haired man in a kimono sitting in the shade of a tree, who was smiling at them with his head tilted.

Qingxian saw that this person looked somewhat similar to Ma Cangye, and also had bangs parted in the middle, with a lazy and gentle smile.

"Are you Ye's elder brother?" I heard Ye said before that it was the reincarnation of an onmyoji who eventually became the Shaman King, and it happened to be his elder brother.

"Ah, I am Ma Canghao, Ye's elder brother, and Ma Cang Ye Wang, I have wanted to see you for a long time, a god born in the void—"

"But it should be better to call you Takikawa."

"It doesn't matter, what do you want to say when you come to see me?" Qingxian found that as soon as she got close to Ma Canghao, the feeling of heartbeat resonance reappeared. It seems that as long as you get close to the same kind, you will have this kind of resonance with subtle differences.

"I've been aware of your existence since the Heian period, but it was only a flash in the pan." Asakura raised up a hand, and a yellow leaf fell on it, "After all, as an immortal, ruthless and desireless existence, after all Unable to integrate into the world, the final outcome is to choose to sleep."

"However, you were awakened, living in a human body and becoming a demigod. Nothing can kill you except yourself. This means that if you have nothing to pursue, you will fall into a long sleep again."

"But it seems that you have found it. I thought you would choose something with a longer existence. I didn't expect it to be a human being with such a short life—"

Dazai, a short-lived human being, stared at him speechlessly and hugged Ao Xian tightly.

"It's not something I want to pursue." Qingxian said out loud.

The two looked at him after hearing the words.

"Just someone who wants to be with you."

"Is that so..." Ma Canghao smiled lightly, he loved this world, and hoped that there would be the same existence with him to protect this place he loves so much.

Only a longer-term belief and willingness can support them to do so, but since the other party already has the only existence that he wants to protect, even if it will be a fleeting existence for him, he has no choice but to give up.

Dazai looked at the white-haired youth with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Then bless you all—" Ma Cang said sincerely while regretting.

It's just a short time for you, but it lasts a lifetime for him as a human being. How will you choose when he comes to the end of his life?Will you stay in the world knowingly and boringly, or will you take the initiative to fall into a deep sleep?

Qingxian's expression was calm, and he read the other party's unspoken thoughts from Ma Canghao's face. He turned around and pulled Dazai's wrist, and before leaving, he said suddenly without beginning or end: "I never thought about it. Fine."

"?" Dazai blinked his eyes and silently asked what he meant, and the latter directly pulled him away.

"Haven't you ever thought about it? You really can do whatever you want like before—"

Perhaps this is the meaning of his birth. Drifting in the unknown world, what kind of surprises he will encounter depends on the arrangement of fate. On the surface, it seems that he is pushed to the next node of time by the tide of life, but in fact, all this is just according to his expectations That gradually evolved.

Ma Canghao stood alone under the tree, the wind blew his long hair and tugged at the hem of his clothes, the leaves fell and the grass swayed.

He suddenly began to look forward to a different ending.

The author has something to say:

In fact, Qingxian is only a half-god like this, and the BE line is probably only 1/4 or even weaker (that's why he was abused terribly). Ah, is this a spoiler?

And Ye and Anna actually had a son at the age of 16. I changed it to hhh later. What is the difference between having a son in the early years? 030

Hmm, the daily update can still be maintained at [-] pm in the future :), I can’t even ask for leave in advance