My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

When someone clearly proposes to hold all of oneself in front of you and invite you to accept it.From then on, everything about him belongs to you, revolving only around you like a satellite, you can control everything about him, completely control a person... Will you be moved?

If it's a normal person, it's probably because they're terrified, but there's also a little bit of excitement around the corner, right?

After all, all creatures have their own desire to control, not to mention the existence at the top of the food chain - human beings have the strongest desire to control.

I hope that things will go according to my expectations, just like young children building sand castles with building blocks, letting the wood and sand be built according to their own wishes, and whether it is pushed down or discarded in the end, the charm of this "control" itself is profound. Deeply rooted in human nature, it is extremely attractive.

And the "desire to control" is quite polarized for the conjurer group, which is full of crazy criticism, but judging by the "majority" ratio, it may actually be more serious.

The dog's throat rolled almost uncontrollably.

——Natsuno, do you know what you're talking about?

Goujuanji is a conjurer, and belongs to the ranks of conjurers in the ranks of "all crazy batches".

Even though his behaviors are relatively normal, and to some extent, he will be evaluated as a positive image such as "good personality and reliable", "lively and likes harmless pranks", "good at taking care of people"... But this is not the case. Representative, there is nothing "crazy" about him.

If even this kind of right is handed over... just like the superiors are obsessed with the power of life and death, if they want to take it back one day, then the human beings who are already addicted to "total control" will firmly grasp this kind of thing in the palm of your hand.

—Does he want it?

The magician's fingers holding the throat syrup tightened subconsciously, and his knuckles were almost blue-white.

This was a very straightforward voluntary sacrifice at first glance. Someone held this tempting thing in front of him, tempted him to accept it with sweet words, and embraced the morbid love of sticky tarsus.

It's like Pandora's box, or the devil who tempts human beings to exchange their souls. They hold out beautiful things to tempt you, but they don't say the price of the exchange quietly—the so-called "price" is like Anubi At one end of the scale of Si's judgment, the feather has been put on it, just waiting for the tempted person to cut his heart.

Whether his heart is lighter than a feather or not is a question that is difficult to draw a conclusion, because the possibility of a human being alive after cutting out the heart is too low, but at least one thing, the dog curly spine is still very clear.

——Xia Ye, who can do things like night raids and sleeping pills, is definitely not a sacrificial offering. It is more like a sharp-horned little devil who lures him into a trap.

My wife Xia Ye has never tried to make her image pure and beautiful. To put it bluntly, he doesn't really care about the dog's opinion. It's fine if Mr. Ji likes it. The house is great!

Dog Curly Thorn is actually quite clear about this, so even if my wife Xia Ye acts harmless to him, he still knows that there is a subtext to the extremely alluring thing in front of him.

For example, "If Mr. Thorn is willing to control everything about me, then I can also control everything about Mr. Thorn."

But, it's too tempting.

Whether it's interlocking fingers full of seams, or a heart-to-heart hug, or the sweet and greasy peach scent, the black leather on the slender neck and the red streaks under the leather are all under his own indulgence Affecting one's own emotions, in glamorous terms, this is a "favorable feeling that is gradually approaching", but judging by the morbid or distorted cognitive nature of both parties, it is not also entangled control want?

Twist together, sick together, fall together...isn't that good?

……

(shock) Of course it's not good! ! !

The dog curly spine immediately pulled his hand out of his pocket, narrowed his purple eyes, squeezed a little more force on the white and tender face of the pink-haired boy, and then ruthlessly grabbed it and pulled it out.

"Dried bonito!"

——There is no need for Xia Ye to completely liberate "deus", the consequences of liberating "deus" are very troublesome!Just now, I don't know if Principal Ye Mozhengdao and Wutiao teacher can suppress it!

"Dried bonito bonito!"

——And, Xia Ye, don't keep talking about "commanding and dominating" and other topics. It's very dangerous to keep teasing and underestimating the quasi-first-level conjurer who is full of firepower and puberty!

"Bonito! Fish! Dried!"

——Is it not good to fall in love normally?Isn't sticking hugs enough? He's always playing tricks, so he just... he just sleeps with his back to Xia Ye tonight. If there is no "pillow", he can hug the quilt!

"Spine, Mr. Thorn—?"

Seemingly taken aback by the sudden pinching attack on the side of her face, my wife Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, the dark and hazy micro-expression that was hidden behind the serious drunken blushing was torn apart by the fingers pinched on the side of the face, dark and dark Shen's eyes were also squeezed away in a daze, and after subconsciously grasping the wrists at the side of his face with both hands, a layer of physiological mist was still covered in the pink pupils.

——Face, the face hurts a bit from being pinched.

『Think-kun’s reaction... I didn’t think of a countermeasure. 』

"Strange, why doesn't Mr. Thorn want to accept all the control rights?Don't trust me to deliver it all? 』

"Is it not enough, or something else? 』

"Obviously Mr. Thorn was very shaken at the beginning, I can see that he is super excited, and it seems that he is not unwilling to accept it. 』

"What is the reason? 』

"The relationship seems to need to be more intimate... Obviously, if Mr. Thorn agrees, I can also naturally ask for relative control over Mr. Thorn.At that time, we can become the closest people, only each other - obviously a very good result. 』

My wife Natsuno was lost in thought.

"Maybe the time is too short...how about waiting a while longer? 』

"Maybe just like in the strategy game, the current level of intimacy is not enough, only when the intimacy reaches a certain level, Mr. Thorn will accept my confession. 』

『—Is this a confession?Does Mr. Thorn recognize that this is my confession? 』

Messy thoughts rushed into my mind, and even the previous dark and gloomy sick thoughts were squeezed away. After I came to the conclusion that "Mr. Thorn is not unwilling but there are other conditions that have not been met", my wife Natsuno Started worrying about other things.

"But how can we get closer? 』

The spellcaster who sticks to the bottom line of morality would rather take a shower than do something more intimate. Obviously, my wife Xia Ye even took the measure of drugging again-the dog curly thorn would make him [sleep] before falling asleep, So the two of them still slept under the quilt intact.

"Want to be stimulated? 』

The pink hair turned deeply in a circle, and my wife Xia Ye, a theoretical love teacher who is well versed in the way of pushing and pulling, held the hand pinching her face, and while she was so painful that she burst into tears, she thought very seriously. road.

"The opportunity is a business trip abroad, right?If Mr. Thorn realizes that he is not used to being without me, and there is a short buffer period... Then when I come back, can I succeed with half-push and half-success? 』

"That's what the book says. 』

"Although I really don't want to be separated from Tochi-kun, but in order to get closer, I feel that it is necessary. 』

『To make Mr. Thorn uncomfortable, and slightly "angry" and "unhappy". 』

My wife Natsuno finally came to this conclusion.

...And as for whether this will cause adverse effects, lead to any negative effects and so on——

『—It’s okay, let’s take measures against Thorn-kun directly. 』

My wife Natsuno thought happily.

***

The first day of the sister school exchange competition ended hastily.

It was impossible to tell the winner or loser, because a special spell spirit invaded halfway, if it wasn't for an unrated student from Tokyo Curse High who brought a more powerful spell spirit, there would probably be casualties among the students.

The conjurers on the periphery of the "tent" still suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the number of second- and third-level conjurers killed in battle, even a quasi-first-level conjurer died in the line of duty—you know, a conjurer of this level A magician is already an extremely important existence, and the death of one is a very serious loss.

As for the enemy... the super magic spirit that invaded the student arena was suppressed by the magic spirit "deus" of the same level. Afterwards, Knotaba Yuhito and Todo who rushed to the scene also seemed to be kicked out, beating the super magic spirit that should have been very imposing. Dazed, Wujo Wujo, who had broken the "tent" in the end, was dropped in seconds - Wujo Wujo didn't show mercy at all, if my wife Xia Ye hadn't taken back "deus" in time, this teacher who is a model teacher would not even have the students' curse spirits Not going to let it go.

"It's possible that "deus" wasn't included in the range. 』

My wife Natsuno thought so after receiving an order from the upper echelon of the high school that went beyond the principal and class teacher.

"Maybe it's judging the true strength of "Deus"... After all, even in the process of fighting with Zhongyuan-kun, I didn't let "Deus" use "that". . 』

This time the invasion captured a Curse Master from the enemy, and it is not clear what news came out of the torture. The reaction of the upper echelons of the high school was very intriguing, and they did not hide it - they directly crossed the Noctua Moth and Gojo Satoru, and even two Kusakabe's homeroom teacher in the grade didn't tell me, but made a clear request to my wife Natsuno.

"... want Xia Ye's phone?"

Zenyuan Maki looked bewildered, weighed the magic tool in his hand that was being maintained routinely, and said doubtfully:

"The guys on the upper floor are getting more and more strange. What do they need mobile phones for? Do they lack mobile phones?"

"—Compared to this, the more normal reason should be doubting Natsuno."

Pang Da scratched his panda head, but suggested a more normal possibility:

"For example, suspect that Xia Ye tipped off the news? But this is also a bit strange. If you really doubt it, according to the style of the upper echelon, you must directly throw Xia Ye into the interrogation room."

On the contrary, Goujuanji was silent for a while, he thought of what the special curse spirit said, "His companion is tied up in the mobile phone", this alone is already very special, not to mention that there should be many other things in it. The reason, but Xia Ye didn't mention it, and he didn't ask.

"Salmon?"

——So, Xia Ye, have you handed over your phone?

The purple eyes were fixed on the pink-haired boy with floppy hair, and the dog curly spine was a little worried——if that phone really involved something important, then——

"—Handed it in."

Before his thoughts could fully emerge, my wife Xia Ye replied indifferently.

——Have you handed it in?

The dog curly spine stared blankly.

——Is Xia Ye not clear about his mobile phone?Or are there other countermeasures?Is it really okay to just hand over the phone that may be hiding some secret like this?

"It doesn't matter if you hand it in, the future diary is bundled with "deus", as long as "deus" is still there, no matter how many mobile phones have been changed, it will still be there... But why are you staring at my mobile phone?There are only a few people who know the existence of "Future Diary". 』

『Moreover, it is completely unclear that the "Future Diary" has no necessary connection with the mobile phone... It seems like being calculated to ask for it like a hungry wolf in such a hurry. 』

"So it's really weird."

The pink-haired boy propped his cheek with one hand, his eyelashes of the same color as his hair fluttered slightly, his pink pupils were puzzled, his innocent and lovely face showed doubts, and he said inexplicably:

"I don't have anything special in my mobile phone... I have a lot of friends on social accounts, but I don't have much contact with them anymore. The most valuable things are probably only the "narrating sex experience" collected in the favorites for Mr. Thorn How do you make your boyfriend more comfortable'—huh?"

My wife Natsuno didn't say the second half of the sentence, because the spellcaster, whose face was flushed in an instant, quickly reached out and covered his mouth, and shook his head to deny to the classmate who had strange eyes, "Bonito dried bonito Do it"...but he didn't get the trusting eyes he expected.

"Ji, I will apply for a dormitory transfer."

Pang Da said meaningfully:

"Yuta hasn't come back yet, but when you come back, you guys should discuss it too... the super-grade hearing is very keen, and you can hear things that I can't hear."

Zenyuan Maki also sighed: "Don't delay the training and class, Ji."

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

——Okay, his image in the eyes of his classmates has been completely changed, and the explanation is also very weak. The simple rice ball language can't explain anything at all, even if the explanation is explained, the other party will not believe it, just like Pang Da used to put his "Dried bonito" is misinterpreted as other meanings.

Forget it, feel free, the conjurer's sorrows and joys are not the same, he just thinks they are noisy.

The silver-haired second-year student felt helpless, so he didn't bother to keep a distance to show that "we haven't done it"—I've played Xia Ye's tongue in front of them, so what's the point of keeping a distance? ?

It is still the peach scent and the big cat that can be hugged in his arms can give him warmth. The dog's mood is relieved, and he sucks the cat skillfully, and then buries his face on the white and tender back of the neck, rubbing against it. Moved.

Silver shattered hair brushed the back of her neck, my wife Xia Ye's face was still slightly pink, she couldn't help shrinking her neck, and whispered in a soft voice: "Mr. Thorn, it's so itchy."

"Caviar roe."

Pantatsu & Maki: "..."

...Okay, you are strong, you can't just throw dog food out of ridicule.

-

The "unsuccessful" that my wife Xia Ye thinks does not affect anything, and now not only is he taking the initiative to post the post very naturally, but the spellcaster who is in better condition can also ignore other factors indifferently-isn't it just posting?It's not at the same level of mental tolerance as being caught playing with the tip of the tongue in public, and the dog curly spine accepts it exceptionally well.

"So that's why you're super glued to the bench when you're playing baseball?"

Kizaki Wild Rose pressed the brim of her baseball cap, and said with a bit of gritted teeth, "You guys are going to play in the future, right? My wife, Senior Goumaki?"

The dog curly spine gave a thumbs up, his purple eyes sparkled, and he vowed, "Salmon!"

——I run fast, absolutely no problem!

Next to him, the pink hair sticking to the silver-haired senior raised his hand happily: "I'm just playing baseball, I'm an all-rounder!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose twitched her eyebrows.

--ah!asshole!Is sports omnipotent?Is it amazing to have a boyfriend!The pink bubbles on your side have seriously affected the beauty's performance, and she doesn't know why, but she can't help but look here!

Fu Heihui greeted from the side with a blank expression: "Nagizaki, come over and stretch your legs, the next game is up to you."

——Don’t eat dog food, what should I do if I can’t swing a bat after eating too much?

So, the weak woman with double A in speed swallowed a mouthful of dog food, silently shut her mouth, and went to the side to press her legs.

……

Different from the routine at the Tokyo school, the Kyoto side seemed to have a bit of indigestion for the scenes they saw.

"Student Goumaki from Tokyo, and, that pink-haired boy who carries a special magic spirit...are they in a relationship?!"

Sanlun Xia couldn't even hold the baseball bat in her hand steadily. It was obvious that the person hugging someone else in the opposite bench was someone else, but she seemed to help put the shyness of two people on her face - she was almost It's a ripe tomato.

"This, is this really something I can watch for free? Two cute boyslove... It's complete."

As soon as the voice fell, the girl with blue hair lay down on the ground peacefully, with her hands folded lightly in front of her chest, her expression was so happy that she seemed to have received a vacation call, even though Momo Nishinomiya from the Kyoto school kept yelling twice in a panic. He refused to move for the sound of "Three Wheels", and the whole person was immersed in the happiness of "I actually saw this kind of content for free", which is comparable to the idol Gojo Satoru taking a photo with her.

"Hey! Three rounds, what are you doing, three rounds!"

The petite Nishinomiya Momo immediately shook Miwa Kasumi as if she would be happy to sleep in the next moment, and said through gritted teeth:

"What a cute type, you should be more awake, Sanlun! That pink hair almost shot me in the heart! The mechanical pill also scrapped a body, so be more sober, Sanlun!"

"Nishimiya, your voice is so excited..."

However, Sanlunxia, ​​who was immersed in happiness, couldn't hear what she was saying at all, and continued to say in an erratic voice:

"...I'm also very excited. I actually saw such an eye-catching scene for free. I really want to scream."

Nishinomiya Momo: "..."

"...As for it." Zenyuan Zhenyi was puzzled: "At the beginning, Dongtang said that the two are a pair... and the Goujuan spell master also likes to let his little boyfriend wear it. Women's clothing is coming."

Sanlun Xia: "There's even women's clothing—"

"Hello? Hey, Sanlun!" Xi Gongmomo's panicked voice sounded: "What's the matter? Is it too hot? The next game is up to you, Sanlun! Diva teacher—— Sanlun has a nosebleed!"

Zenyuan Zhenyi: "Ah, Teacher Diva also has a nosebleed."

Xi Gongmo: "???"

***

"——So, the personnel allocation is like this, selected by lottery~"

Since the Tokyo school has one more student than the Kyoto school, there will be a bye situation. According to the request from Kyoto, one person will be drawn in Tokyo to not participate in the baseball game.

Obviously, the round of the game has passed, so he patched it up so slowly, Chanyuan Maki muttered "I won't say it earlier", and went to pick up the two people who were about to kiss together from the bench.

——It just so happens that the two of them are not as tall as she is, and she has no pressure at all.

"Ah, I won the draw."

"Salmon?"

My wife Xia Ye blinked, raised the ticket in her hand innocently, and repeated: "I won."

When Zenyuan Maki was holding her back by the collar, my wife Natsuno took a bamboo stick handed over by Gojo Satoru. After turning it around, it read "bye" impressively.

"I always feel that... Mr. Wujo let me draw on purpose."

My wife Xia Ye tilted her head, the hair on the top of her head shook, and then said in a soft voice:

"I just saw that Mr. Wutiao changed the position of the label."

"Hey—Xia Ye actually peeked at the inside story, it's a foul~"

Gojo Satoru blew his whistle without any guilt, and then spread his hands confidently under the eyes of the students watching the referee blowing the fake whistle:

"There's no other way. After all, Xia Ye is going to board the plane in the afternoon. It's not good to be late. After all, Yuta still has to pick up his junior in Italy."

"……airplane?"

Chanyuan Maki was stunned for a moment: "What plane?"

"It's a business trip abroad, a direct flight to Italy."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile: "It was decided a month ago, the plane this afternoon—hasn't Xia Ye mentioned it yet?"

……

The air suddenly froze a bit.

There is no other reason, but in everyone's heart, the dog who should know the news the most... He also has a surprised expression that he just knew.

After being surprised, the curvature of the corners of the eyes slowly flattened, the lower half of the face was blocked by the mask, the purple eyes fixedly stared at the pink-haired boy beside him, and then slowly more than a trace of anger spread.

— This is the case again.

The dog curled up thinking.

——It can’t be ignored at all, and it’s like this again, Xia Ye is doing his own thing completely without meddling, he has no right to choose at all, or in other words, Xia Ye thinks that he should make all the choices by himself... As for now, there is not even a basic "information".

——Even if it's just an ordinary friend, going abroad suddenly... you should tell me, right?

"What's the matter, Mr. Thorn?"

Gou Juanji’s heart churned with anger that was no longer imperceptible, but my wife Xia Ye still looked like she didn’t think anything was wrong, raised her cute smiling face, blinked her pink pupils that were covered in water mist, and asked him:

"Mr. Thorn doesn't seem to be in the right mood... Has something happened?"