[First Generation of Family Education] Flower Marriage in the Sky

Looking at her smooth belly.

She raised her arm and smelled it, it was fragrant... There was no trace of previous battles...

She was dreaming before?Still dreaming now?

If it's the latter...she doesn't want to wake up yet...

Thinking of this, Sawada Nair threw his head back heavily, and threw himself into the soft pillow and warm quilt.

"Hey——" Damon raised his feet and kicked the mattress, and said impatiently, "Don't pretend to be a dead body for me when I wake up! Elena is still worried about you..."

I'm dreaming... How can I see German mushrooms in the forests of England? ?But there is Elena in the dream... that is really a sweet dream~

She was thinking like this, but she quietly opened one eye and took a peek at...

"The mushroom monster in hell------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------" She lifted the blanket, and she was still dead...

"..."==##Demon twitched the corners of his mouth, he moved the veins on his forehead, and resisted the urge to throw him off the bed.

For dear Elena...he endured it.

"The devil disperses—————!" The girl flew up in high spirits, wearing pajamas on the bed, jumping around in front of the grown man, "Scatter! Scatter! Scatter! I don't want your hairstyle to be infected~ ~~"

"..."==#### Damon couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. He lifted off the gentleman's disguise mask, stretched out the flowered quilt on the bed, and threw it at Neil, who was in the big god of dancing, "Sawada Nai you----!!!"

"Yes..." She knelt and sat on the bed obediently. The Japanese elegant lady's sitting style did not improve her bearing a little bit, but it was very standard. Is this what every Japanese is born with? ?Or did she implement it too well before she was four years old?

"Nair——!" Elena ran in eagerly, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the girl's body, she stroked Neil's rosy cheeks, and the anxiety on her face was relieved a lot, "Ha...at that time Your appearance really scared me to death...I really thought you wouldn't survive..."

"So I??" Nair pointed to his nose, "Aren't I dreaming now??"

"Hehe," Elena smiled softly, she held Nair's hand and pressed it to her face, "Isn't it Wen Wen? You are not dead...and we are not hallucinations."

"No..." She squinted her eyes and didn't give the person in her mouth a look. "The one next to me should be an illusion..."

"Nair—!!" Elena suddenly regained her spirits, she held Nier's face and rubbed it lightly, "This time you really want to thank your childhood sweetheart!! Damon is really an amazing person... .he saved our little Nell~"

"Him??" Neil raised his eyebrows, "That nympho looking at Elena with a rosy face??"

"Eileen..." Daemon gritted his teeth secretly, "Can I take back my illusion??"

"No!!" Elena pouted slightly angrily, "This is Damon, you managed to save it, Neil was just joking with you, you have to be magnanimous!!"

"No, I really regret it..."

"Illusion?"

"Yes, Neil!" Elena said proudly, "Your body has suffered a lot of damage, and the organs in your abdomen have been basically destroyed. When I saw you just now, everyone thought you were hopeless, but Damon actually used illusion to create your internal organs! Isn't it incredible?!"

"It's unbelievable..." Nair muttered in a low voice, but she didn't look overly excited. She squinted in distaste. "That means...I...was created by him??!"

"——!" Damon immediately frowned in displeasure, and he was a little harsh, "Sawada Nair, if you keep talking, I will really regret what I did!"

"Haha..." Elena clenched her fists happily and laughed, "It's great, Neil can survive!"

"...Thank you." Nair whispered to the beauty in front of him with a smile, the smile on his brows disappeared, and he added some sincerity, "It feels like someone needs me in this world... It's so good——!"

"Of course!" Elena said "Nair - you must not guess!! You know? That man... Mr. Giotto, just as you hope, he has been on the other side of the world, and Miss you too!"

In three years, he was in Italy, she was in England, he became the head of a well-known mafia family, and she was also the exorcist of the dying Black Order.

"He really...did it..." She felt that her eyes were a little bright, and she wanted to laugh out loud. "Thank you for bringing me the news!"

"Hmm! Did you know Neil, we..." She looked at Damon who was sitting cross-legged beside him, "We have joined Mr. Giotto's family..."

"Really?!" Neil was pleasantly surprised, she grabbed Elena's sleeve excitedly and shook, "When did you know him?! Where? How did you know him? How long?!"

"His family... how is it?" She obviously lacked confidence when she asked the last question.

"Hehe..." Elena couldn't help laughing, she patted the girl's shoulder, her temperature was a bit cold through the thin pajamas, "Nell has so many questions, which one should I answer first?"

"Heh," the princess smiled, and stroked the girl's long hair, "We came to England this time to carry out a mission from the boss."

"He's fine, so Neil should be fine too." Elena tilted her head and smiled at the girl on the bed.

"I'll be fine..."

"Have a good rest—" Elena forced her back into the bed, and was pulled by the sleeve when she was arranging the corners of the quilt.

"My companion—a boy with short silver hair," she sat up and grabbed Elena's clothes, her bright eyes filled with hope, "Did you see him?"

"..." Elena hesitated for a while, "I'm sorry...we didn't see it, after all, we didn't discover the first scene, so...the specific things are not clear, but I saw you covered all over at that time. The blood really freaked us out..."

"..." Neil's eyes widened, and he clutched the quilt on his body vigorously, his hands trembling with excessive force.

"Nell? Neil—!!" Elena called her name twice, but there was no response.

"It's nothing, I'm going to sleep." Neil quickly lay back and pulled the quilt and covered her head tightly without energy.

"Nair—if you cover it too tightly, you will not be able to breathe well..." Elena patted the guy who was agitating under the quilt, and was interrupted by her lover before the other party had any reaction.

"Honey," Damon looked at her gently, and pointedly looked at the steaming milk on the table. "Can you help me get some sugar cubes? This guy still likes to drink things that hurt his throat from licking."

"But..." She looked at the person who was hiding under the blanket and refused to come out, and then at Damon who was begging. "Okay...I'll be back soon!"

"Yeah!" Damon smiled and waved at the beautiful back. The moment the back disappeared, the gentle smile disappeared instantly. He turned his head and threw the quilt aside.

Nail sat up cross-legged slowly, with his head hanging down without saying a word.

"Although I can barely breathe with the internal organs created by the illusion, if I mess around, I may die instantly. Don't ruin my masterpiece so easily."

"Looking at Elena's appearance, she thinks I'm just like a normal person, right?" She lowered her head and smiled, "Then...how long can I live?"

"Who knows," Dimon spread his hands, with a smile on his lips, "You are my first practice object, and I only stayed at the theoretical stage before, to be honest...I never thought it would be so successful before, maybe The God who likes to read jokes also wants to keep you to see how you can harm the world, right?"

"So," he suddenly lowered his fingers and tapped on the table, "now your body is no longer your own, if you want to live longer, you should ask for blessings..."

"I wish I was lucky?" Nair raised her eyebrows and asked back, she looked up at Damon who was also smiling, "You mean to let me protect myself..."

"Could it be that you want to drag such a body to your life? Those people...are not of the same level as the low-level demons you met before?"

"But...the look of being helpless, waiting for death alone, I don't want to see the graves of my companions anymore, I have seen enough of those..." Those coffins that have been added over the years are really enough. .." What did Elena mean when she said that what you saw was not the first scene?"

Daemon's chest was ringed, and his expression was slightly unnatural, "Literally, it's an unlovable guy who threw you back..."

"Your expression..." Neil keenly captured even a trace of his expression that was different from usual, "Are you empathizing?!"

"I said..." Damon frowned in disgust, "What the hell is your little head thinking about all day—!!"

"The thing that took Elena back~~" She pouted and pointed to the position of her temple, "Seriously, who is it?"

"One..." He clenched his fist lightly, rubbing his fingertips, as if recalling the scene at that time, "A guy named Arnold, a very interesting person."

"Sometimes it's not cute and then it's funny..." She squinted her eyes and muttered, "Is...a man?!!" Neil's eyes widened in surprise, and she took a step back, her face full of disbelief, "I've known you for so long I didn't expect you to be such a person...to have such a preference...I really feel sorry for Elena!!"

"...Erina will be back soon, if you don't want to leave by then, just pretend to be crazy here—