Bird: K of Green

He looked at Sukuna and then at Liu, smiled and didn't know whether he should persuade him or not, and touched the back of his black assistant's hand from under the table.Gou Lang glanced at him and held his hand. Other people are in charge of the children, so we shouldn't interrupt.

Mr. Pan put down his wine glass, feeling that Sukuna was quite pitiful. Although he was showing off his face, it was a bit too disrespectful for Liu to refute him and criticize him in front of outsiders. It's not that I don't know.Did the stream do it on purpose?Mr. Pan thought for a while, there was no reason, Mr. Liu would not get angry because of Yu Nao Ya Ri being choked by Su Kuna, and even show the show to outsiders, this is not Liu's style of doing things.Unless, Liu is deliberately not showing face to children.

Alas, trouble.The nice gentleman of the family got up to serve Sukuna with soup, drained a few pieces of ribs and threw them into the bowl, "I'll make you potato stew tonight, try Panzhou Tianji Nuandong's secret beetroot goat stew first! "

Sukuna drooped the corner of his mouth, and took a while to awkwardly accept the bowl that Mr. Pan handed over.He also seemed to know that he shouldn't make trouble now, because this time Liu would not let him go down the stairs again, not only that, but Liu also directly withdrew the place that had been praising him before.But he was just wronged, he grabbed that morsel of meat for the purpose of giving it to someone to eat!

From the commotion to the level of the commotion, Zi didn't say anything, showed no expression, and gave Liu half a spoonful of porridge.Zi knew that Ruu was indeed worried about Sukuna just like him, and the content of worry was probably the same.But Liu was avoiding something deeper, and he didn't intend to use language to educate Sukuna, because the education didn't work, and Liu seemed to want to let nature take its course, trying to correct Sukuna in terms of behavior.This kind of handling method of attracting everyone without saying anything, failing to grasp the key point, and just letting the turbulent waves inside will only make everything worse, Zi considered whether he should come to talk to Sukuna later.

...Forget it, forget it, Zi thought, letting him talk would only make Sukuna mess up.Well, after all, big troubles can't happen, small troubles keep going, the bear kids are rebellious in adolescence, their emotions are high, and they change their ways to prove themselves every day, but the ways are repulsive and helpless.In the end, Zi felt that it was better to suggest that Liu Lai talk to Sukuna, and it would be better to treat Sukuna as an adult who knew everything in the conversation, which might be helpful.But...Zi looked at her lover who was more stubborn than anyone else, and felt that the suggestion would not work.Everything had to continue to drag on.

Just dragging and dragging, the little commotion that Suku's doll made on the dining table will affect anything.After the meal, as usual, the Silver King had to accompany Liu to the slate. Liu touched the slate every day so that he would not be afraid that major events would go off track.

Only the cat on the dining table was still enjoying herself, and she seemed to have tasted the sweetness from Liu, and she took the initiative to run up to Liu and took the buns that were out of reach at the other end of the table.Looking at those innocent and innocent eyes, Liu showed a gentle smile that loves pets.

That night, the rain was still falling, and the night sky was extremely low. Looking from the window of the study on the second floor, you could vaguely see the gray sea.Liu sat by the window, looked down, saw Fushimi Saruhiko from Scepter4, and knocked on the door of his small building.He stood in the freezing rain at night, wearing a woolen brown jacket, and holding an umbrella that can only accommodate one person.

The person who opened the door was Zi.Zi seemed to know that this person would come, and greeted him by brightly turning on the living room light that was not used to turning on at home, prepared cotton slippers, and handed him a towel.

"Yo Xiaoyuan Bigu, you don't come to say hello in advance. Is there something urgent? Don't wait until the rain stops tomorrow morning..."

"The Green King is asleep?"

Zi smiled, waved his hand, and put the towel that Fushimi hadn't received directly on his head, "I'm not asleep, you go up, the second room on the left, don't go wrong." Pointing to the second floor, go back to the sofa and sit down, Erlang raised his legs very leisurely.

In fact, Fushimi's hair wasn't wet, so the towel it gave didn't make much sense.Fushimi tore off the towel and threw it on the sofa.

The hall was still too quiet, the chandelier was in warm colors, but the color of the room could not be warmed up.This is Fushimi's second visit. He has his back in his pocket and his back is a little hunched.This time he stepped up the stairs voluntarily.

Zi Yi leaned over and reached out to press the living room lamp to turn off, his face and figure instantly disappeared in the darkness.And Fushimi was about to step into the small hall on the second floor, the moment Zi turned off the lights, he still had one leg before he could escape the dark mat.

The door of the second room on the left side of the second floor was ajar, revealing a ray of light.Fushimi stood at the door, raised his hand, put it down, raised his hand, and put it down again. He knew that once he knocked on this door, even if he didn't do anything, he would stain himself with an indelible color.He is struggling, yet full of impulse and expectation.However, in the next second, when his hand actually knocked down, his brain instantly became clear—he knew what he wanted, and he wanted to get what he wanted.

"Please come in."

He pushed open the door, and this time it was finally no longer the creaking sound of Old Dun's shaft that accompanied him.

"Good evening, Lord of Green, I'm Fushimi Saruhiko."

In the clean and tidy room, what Fushimi noticed first was not the King of Green in a black dress by the window, but the pot of tender and juicy green radishes.

"Yeah, good evening, Yuan Bigu, what's wrong with you coming so late? It's raining, are you freezing?"

Fushimi smacked his lips and shifted his gaze.No matter what Bishuiliu said, he knew that Bishuiliu had been waiting for him for a long time, and he also knew that his behavior of taking the initiative to visit in private was totally incompatible with his status, so he hesitated to speak again.And Bishuiliu, who was sitting next to the green radish, was waiting for him calmly.

"It's nothing important." Fushimi Toto's glasses said, "It's not cold outside."

"I see. Can I understand that the person who came to see me tonight is not the supervisor of Scepter4, but Fushimi Saruhiko himself. I am very happy, thank you."

"What did you say?——thank you so much?" Fushimi was taken aback.

"I haven't seen you for many years. I am naturally happy to see you again tonight. Sit down."

"Please, I've seen it many times before." Fushimi's visit this time was completely different from the last time. Bishuiliu asked him to sit, and he sat down without any hesitation as there was a stool next to him.

"No, this must be clearly distinguished. As I said, the person I was lucky enough to meet today is Saruhiko himself, and because of this, my heart is full of joy."

Fushimi breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, since that's the case, I won't address you any more. At the same time, I hope you don't mention the past."

"Of course, you can call me by my name."

"Ah."

"I'm really happy, Ape Bigu, you've always been a person who doesn't like smiling faces and rejects social relationships, but you are willing to take the initiative to talk to me tonight. It's great. I don't know what you want to talk about? "

In fact, Fushimi's heart has not stopped struggling at this moment. If he stands up now and turns around to leave, then tonight may be equivalent to nothing happening.It's a pity that when the two villains fight, the side that the positive forces don't want to see always wins, "... I heard from Yushao Shenzi that you want to distribute the power of the slate."

"That's wrong." Bi Shuiliu tilted his head and explained, "I just liberate the power of the slate and pass it on to others. I'm not qualified to be a distributor yet."

"That's what it means anyway. Let everyone have the same power as the king, right, but is it possible?"

"Yes, it's possible. My original intention was this way. However, it was not understood by the other kings." Fushimi saw Bishui showing a very sad expression, "You know, Saru Hiko, Seeing the current Kanagawa, I am very heartbroken. The dead are dead, and the living can no longer deceive themselves. But most of the people living here are international friends who died and lived in Kanagawa. How and what, I often say that it is difficult for me to feed hundreds of millions of people with a small land, but it really hurts my friends." Bi Shuiliu blinked, "But then again, they are born weak, so they have to fall into a desperate revolving door Here, always hope in the charity and mercy of others, and use the humblest way to relieve pain.”

The sound is very soft compared to the flow of water, but the words "self-deception", "weakness", "despair", "pity", "humbleness", "dissolution", and "pain" are bitten very hard.Fushimi frowned, remembering the words and sentences engraved in places where no one cares about the day he first arrived in Kanagawa with the Sixth King, he didn't answer, staring at Hisui Liu's throat.

"People always think that the pain can be healed, and lie to themselves. However, even if all the scars can be washed away, and now this is the reorganized world, then this world is certain-not far from death. Behind the prosperity Hiding tears, as long as one person is still crying, then everyone will have to bear the cross. All ordinary people’s behaviors that seem to work hard are meaningless, and they are just speeding up the destruction. The you who used to have no supernatural powers and the one who used to You, whose ability is not as strong as it is now, should understand this feeling—ah, sorry, I accidentally mentioned the past again."

"It's nothing." Fushimi stroked his bangs, lowered his head and raised it again, "So you say so much, it means that you want to create a world full of extraordinary people to eliminate pain? Frankly speaking, I don't think it's a big deal Maybe, as long as there are people, there will be disputes, it is not a question of whether people are strong or weak. And how do you liberate the power of the slate?"

"You are right, as long as there are people, there will be disputes, so I never expected to eliminate pain and maintain peace by myself. I am afraid that the only person who can do such a great feat is the King of Green. I have no self-righteousness Capital, my idea is very simple, I just hope to use the power of the slate to give everyone a chance, a person who does not need to rely on external protection, does not need to be forever