Miss Zashiki

After being fortunate enough to watch a few daily clips of Ms. Zashiki, Fu Xiaoyue has a certain understanding of her character and image, and also roughly understands why the guy around her cooperates with her in such a strange dress——

No bragging, this Zashiki is completely a spoiled bully. At home, he was praised to the sky by his mother and elder brother, as well as the forces of all the demons under him. He barely walks sideways in his daily walks.

Fu Xiaoyue couldn't help thinking of Jinyu Ji——

She used to think that there was no one like that in the whole world with that pampering demeanor, but who would have thought that compared with the one in front of her, it is no exaggeration to say that she can be regarded as nothing compared to the big witch.

Jinyu Ji's self-willedness is just her own self-willedness. When Zashiki starts something, she can lead a whole group of subordinates to accompany her to make things happen. The destructive power is not at the same level.

Finally, after seeing Comrade Ootengu stepping on a low-quality and low-level trap on the ground in cooperation, obediently being hanged upside down on the tree in the courtyard, and allowing her to paint her wings in colorful colors, Fu Xiaoyue really watched. I can't go down.

This brat...it makes her hands itch! Hey!

Huang, who was always silent beside her, lowered his eyes to look at her at this time, and seeing her disgusted and disgusted expression, raised his eyebrows slightly inexplicably.

Fu Xiaoyue responded with a hehe dry laugh: "Master Huang, then what, let's not read these anymore, shall we?"

——Looking at it further, she was afraid that she could not help but slap herself...

After she said that, the picture in front of her disappeared.The boss beside him still stood quietly without speaking.

Fu Xiaoyue knew that he was waiting for her to say what to watch next, so she had to start thinking about it all over again—she didn't want to watch any more of these messy daily routines, so what else was there?

As I was trying to think, something suddenly flashed through my mind.

"correct!"

Fu Xiaoyue's whole monster suddenly cheered up: "The drug seller said he had met Zashiki once, how did they meet—just look at this!"

The request made for the second time is still shallow and weak without knowing why.This time, it seemed that even the boss in front of him felt that she was too hopeless and had no future, and looked at her with cold eyes.

Fu Xiaoyue inexplicably felt the back of his neck feel cold, just shrank his little neck, and the next second, Huang turned his eyes to look forward, and at the same time, the scene around him also changed.

——The torrential rain covered the sky, and my ears were filled with the sound of rain water hitting the ground.

In front of me is a long and winding corridor, and under the eaves are two dark figures, one big and one small, standing in the dark.

Both of them were silent for a few seconds, until the little man made a stomach growling sound, even if it was mixed with the sound of the surrounding rain, it was still clearly heard by the people around him.

The tall figure immediately knelt down with a guilty expression on his face, and said in his mouth: "Master Zashiki, it is really a mistake of your subordinates to forget to bring an umbrella, causing you to waste time here."

Fu Xiao recognized just by looking at their backs yesterday, these two were Zashiki and Yao Saber Girl.It sounds like I forgot to bring an umbrella when I went out, and I have been unlucky again, so I can't go home now?

Just thinking about this, I heard the Demon Sword Fairy say: "Why don't we use the demon energy to avoid the rain, so that we can go home."

Zouchu put on a small face and shook his head very seriously: "No. In that case, others will know that we are not human beings at a glance. My brother said that we should not reveal our identities as monsters when we are walking outside unless necessary. "

——It sounds reasonable at first glance.It's a pity that with her outfit, she has no convincing power at all.

Fu Xiaoyue really wanted to rush up and shake her shoulders and shout at her——you don't look like "humans" even if you're dressed like a ghost, even if you stand there and do nothing!

Yao Dao Ji was not discouraged after her proposal was rejected, and continued to try: "Then you don't need the Yao Qi umbrella, how about I wrap you in my clothes and run back with you in my arms? I guarantee with my life that I will never let you get wet." to a drop of rain!"

Zashiki frowned and scolded: "Idiot, do you want to get rusty?"

Comrade Yaodao Ji was moved to tears when he heard the words: "Hey... It's such a time, Mr. Zashiki is hungry and still doesn't forget to care for me, what's so good about my subordinates!"

Zashiki has obviously gotten used to the nasty and idiotic painting style of his subordinates. At this time, he just snorted slightly, then turned and walked along this corridor: "The rain is getting weaker, and it should stop in a short time. Let's go to the front first. Let's go some more."

Yaodao Ji followed behind her step by step.But after walking a few steps forward like this, he found his little master stopped suddenly for no reason.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw another figure appearing silently in front of his little master, blocking the road impartially.

That figure seemed to appear suddenly, standing quietly on the long and narrow corridor.The rainwater was isolated from the corridor, but he was still holding a bamboo paper umbrella in his hand. The surface of the umbrella was dripping with water, and the edge of the umbrella barely covered his chin, so that people could not see his face.

Although he couldn't see his appearance, he saw the ice-blue robe, the light brown hair tips faintly exposed under the umbrella, and the huge and simple medicine box on his back——

Fu Xiaoyue was very sure that this must be the correct medicine seller.

Zashiki raised his eyelids, glanced casually at the figure in front of him, and said coldly, "Ugly dogs don't get in the way."

Fu Xiaoyue: "..."

After watching a few episodes of the other party's daily life before, Fu Xiaoyue already knew very well that this second-year-old lolita who was born in Huajie is a serious face-controlling loli. According to her principle of life-looking is a brother and sister, Those who look ugly are all dogs—as for those who don’t know what they look like, let’s assume that they are all ugly.

In the eyes of Ms. Zashiki, ugliness is the original sin.

And the drug seller in front of him who was innocently attacked by a human (demon) just after he appeared on the stage, did not move away after hearing the words, but slightly raised his hand clinging to the handle of the umbrella, his eyes lowered quietly, looking down at the small figure in front of him , no emotion can be seen between the indifferent brows and eyes.

At the same time, his face was also exposed from under the edge of the umbrella.

Against the hazy rain curtain in the sky, the extremely elegant facial features of the copy seem to have an ethereal and distant, almost indestructible sense of dust. Even in this dimly lit place, you will not Minus the orchid and eucalyptus, it is so beautiful.

Zashiki, who was looking at him coldly before, smeared his face so smeared that he could hardly see his own description, and his face full of impatience was also slightly stunned at this moment, looking up at him blankly, as if for the sake of beauty being photographed.

Fu Xiaoyue was also stunned.

Seeing the drug seller from such a perspective, I have to say it is a magical experience... What's even more strange is that, looking at the scene of the two people looking at each other in front of her, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. Expressive, mysterious and extremely familiar.

For a moment no one spoke.It seemed that only a few seconds passed, and it seemed that it took longer, until another voice suddenly sounded from the side, breaking the rather weird silence in this space——

"Hey! Isn't this Ms. Zashiki? Why, you can't go home without an umbrella, so poor? Oh hehehe."

——The tone of the whole school is soft and gentle, but the timbre is rough and low, with yin and yang strangeness, neither male nor female, and it is very recognizable when you hear it.

Fu Xiaoyue suddenly couldn't care less about being in a daze, a figure flashed in his mind, looked up, and sure enough, he saw that familiar, overly feminine face.

It's not that it's someone she knows, but this guy in front of me, in the daily life of Zashiki I saw earlier, can be said to be an existence with a very high appearance rate——

Hair eater.

To say that he has a high appearance rate does not mean that he is a shikigami in Abe Seimei's house like Daitengu Yukino; nor is he a subordinate of Zashiki himself like Yaodao Ji—in fact, this hair-eating ghost comrade , is the monster who is most often "bullied" by Zashiki.

Except for the eccentric monsters in Abe Seimei's house, who will tirelessly accompany their little master to mess around, the other monsters will generally know how to avoid her after being bullied by Ms. Zashiki.But the hair-eating ghost in front of him is different. He has been abused countless times and doesn't have a long memory. He still keeps coming to him again and again.

Not for anything else, just because he is deeply infatuated with the demeanor of Ms. Zashiki—the elder brother—and wholeheartedly wants to worship him, and let her shikigami work for him, but because of the obstruction of a certain bully sister, he repeatedly fails. A wish is hard to come by.

It is no exaggeration to say that he and Zashiki have always been in a state of mutual dislike.

The reason why Zashiki hates him is of course very simple, just like at this moment, when she turned her head and saw that face, she frowned instantly in disgust:

"It's you again, you idiot! It's just that you have an ugly face, why are you blind? Who said I don't have an umbrella, isn't there someone holding it for me?"

Hearing this, Mr. Fat Eater's expression of cynicism faltered, and he looked at the drug seller who was holding an umbrella beside him, and his tone was a bit suspicious: "You mean, this——"

Zashiki stared blankly at the indifferent drug seller, and the subtext was clear at a glance:

—Warning you!Quiet as a chicken!No dismantling is allowed!

Immediately, she raised her chin proudly: "Of course, he is my brother's new shikigami recently. He is good-looking and powerful."

There was a slight pause at this point, and the next second his voice quickly turned into sarcasm, "I don't look like you, not only is your face ugly, but you also have a long tongue and a smelly mouth, comparable to a street slut."

Being at a disadvantage for a while, Comrade Hair Eater was still unconvinced, and raised his slender eyebrows: "You actually have the face to criticize me? You are so vicious even to your subordinates yourself! Do you think I didn't hear it just now?"

Zashiki looked too young impatient, and lazily rolled his eyes at him: "What do you know? That's my love as the lord."

The other party was speechless: "What, what!"

Zashiki was satisfied to see the torn opponent showing a stunned face of Wan Niang, taking advantage of the victory and chasing after him, he stretched out his hand generously to wrap the arms of the drug seller, a messy little face, full of righteousness and aloofness sneer:

"This guy was born to be a cow and a horse for me. I will drain every drop of his blood and exhaust him until he dies——I have given him meaning in life. I scolded him before. He is also a gift to him, understand?"

When the hair-eating ghost heard this, his face flushed red, his finger pointing at her trembled slightly, and he complained in pain, "Devil!"

Fu Xiaoyester also wanted to say--are you a devil! ?

She waved her hands wildly like chasing mosquitoes, and the scene in front of her quickly disappeared.

--sky!nah!

"She" actually said that kind of thing to the drug seller in such an awkward tone and posture! ! !

So here comes the question, how did the drug seller hold back and not beat her up after "recognizing her"! ?

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Huang Hang glanced at her shocked expression, and asked softly, "What else do you want to see?"

Fu Xiaoyesterday was trying to hold back his rudeness.

—MMP!What kind of memory is this?It's clearly the public execution of black history, okay? ?

Listening to him asking again now, she couldn't help but sincerely shook her head and kept shaking:

"Don't watch it, don't watch it! I don't want to watch anything!"

Huang was silent for a few seconds, and then responded with a deep voice: "...Really."

He turned around, "Let's go then."

Fu Xiaoyue heard his tone seemed a little strange, but when she raised her eyes, she only saw his back——At that very moment, she suddenly had an unreasonable feeling in her heart——

The tall and cold figure in front of him...seemed to reveal an unspeakable sense of loneliness.

Just when such a thought flashed across her mind, she felt a certain thought in her mind being pulled invisibly, and then, that sentence blurted out instantly:

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing him stop, his eyes as cold as ink pools turned slightly sideways, Fu Xiaoyue secretly squeezed his fingers with inexplicable tension, and asked softly:

"Master Huang...how did Zashiki know you?"

Huang looked at her silently, as if the cold moon was reflected in his eyes, and he answered her after a while, his voice still low and deep:

"Do you want to know?"

-

After the picture in front of him started to work again, the figure that first appeared in front of him was beyond Fu Xiaoyue's expectation.

——Still a hair eater.

Fu Xiao couldn't help wondering for a while yesterday whether he had run into the wrong field, and carefully glanced at the boss Huang beside him, but he saw that his expression was the same, and he did not show any embarrassment similar to an operation error.

——So, the origin of Zashiki's lack of awareness is really related to the hair-eating ghost...

——But how did these three guys with very different painting styles get together...

With this kind of doubt, she could only be patient and continue to listen to the two naive ghosts in front of her. After attacking each other several times as usual, both of them finally stopped fighting temporarily.

Zashiki folded his arms and chest like a little adult, frowned and looked coldly at the annoying person in front of him: "Hmph, I saw you acting suspiciously when I went out, do you want to harass my brother again?"

Mr. Hair Eater never cared much about his image when facing this brat, so he rolled his eyes greatly at this moment: "If you think too much, even if I want to find Mr. Qingming, I will avoid when you are at home—— I still have some self-knowledge.”

Zashiki still looked at it suspiciously.

The other party immediately snorted angrily: "I have other things to do... We adults are all very busy, unlike you, a child who knows how to eat, drink and play all day long, tsk tsk tsk."

Hearing this sentence, Zashiki's small face became heavy, even the pale foundation couldn't hide the dark air between his brows and eyes, and he stared at him fiercely.

Equal to the degree of face control, Ms. Zashiki hates the fact that other people use various methods to expressly imply that she is "not growing up".

And as soon as the voice in that room fell, he quickly realized that he poked the opponent's Ni Lin, and the hair-eater's eyes wandered slightly for a moment, as if he was a little guilty: "I won't quarrel with you, I'm leaving."

As a result, just as he turned around, the end of his black, thick and shiny hair was grabbed.

The hair-eating ghost who is used to hair like his life, now knows that he is in the wrong, and he is rarely convinced: "...I said the wrong thing, can't it be okay? Let go quickly, I am really in a hurry, otherwise It's going to be too late."

Zashiki stared at him expressionlessly, not only still did not let go, but even pulled hard on the hand that was holding the hair.

His scalp ached from being pulled, and he hissed. Seeing her resolute look, the hair-eating ghost finally curled his lips helplessly:

"Okay, okay, I'll take you with me, is it done?"

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"What? Are you following your sister?" Zashiki repeated, frowning.

The hair-eating ghost shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Ah, she has been running outside recently, and she is so mysterious that she doesn't know what to do without telling me... I have been following her for several days, and every time I only dare I didn't dare to follow a certain distance, and it was only a few days ago that I barely figured out her route...Today, I took advantage of her nap and didn't wake up, so I had to hurry up and secretly go to find out the situation."

It didn't sound like nonsense, Zashiki blinked, obviously aroused by curiosity.

Fu Xiaoyester also became curious——

The elder sister of the hair-eating ghost, isn't that just smoke and smoke?

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The picture of the process of rushing is fleeting.

From Fu Xiaoyue's point of view, the moment Zashiki and the hair-eating ghost set off in the Oboro car in front of their house, they arrived at their destination.

And when she saw the appearance of this place clearly, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in shock.

——She knows this place!

Although there seems to be quite a difference in the specifics, the three big red characters—"Hanamachi" are undeniably clearly engraved on the solid rock in front of it.

Zashiki and the hair-eating ghost also got out of the oboro by this time, looking around.

Zashiki's small face visibly wrinkled: "It's here? Are you sure you followed the wrong way? Or did you remember correctly? Why did Sister Yanyanluo come to such a dilapidated corner?"

The hair-eating ghost sized up his surroundings, and couldn't hide his distaste: "There should be nothing wrong, I did follow my sister's evil spirit, and finally followed here..."

"Didn't you see what she did?"

"No... I'm afraid of being discovered by her, so I just follow her from a distance every time, how dare I get closer?" The hair-eating ghost sighed: "I'll grope around for a while to see if her evil spirit is still lingering." Where have you been here?"

Fu Xiaoyue watched the two of them search and stop in this small village that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him. After a while, he finally stopped in front of a small stone house.

"Is it here? Are you sure?"

Zashiki looked to the side inquiringly, and seeing the other party nodded in a pretentious manner, he took small steps and walked around the stone house.

After circling back to the original place, Fu Xiaoyue saw her blinking in a daze, and said inexplicably, "What! Why is there no door to this house!"

The hair-eating ghost, who followed to investigate the situation, couldn't hide his strange expression at this time: "Let's say it's a door, there's not even a window."

"Then how did your sister get in? Didn't you say that there was your sister's evil spirit inside? Are you kidding me!?" Ms. Zashiki was already getting a little impatient.

"Think about it, what good is it for me to trick you? Wasting my time for nothing?" The hair-eating ghost glanced at her, then looked around carefully, and pointed to one side, "Oh, there is a Where's the ladder?"

Indeed, there was a ladder standing quietly in one corner, with the top level with the roof of the stone house.

Zashiki stared at the ladder with a serious expression for a while, stepped forward, grabbed hold of it and was about to climb up, and was caught by the hair-eating ghost after climbing one level:

"Why are you so nervous? What if someone finds out, do you want to be arrested?"

Zashiki flicked his arm, and snorted, "Coward! We've come to this place, do you want to go back without seeing anything?" She continued to climb up step by step with her short legs, "I want to see what's in this broken house!"

The hair-eating ghost stood at the bottom to help her hold the ladder, while paying attention to the wind around, and at the same time worried that she would step on the air and fall down-if this little ancestor bumped into something, he would pay homage to Master Qingming My wish is to have no hope in this life...

After a while, Zashiki had climbed to the top level.The hair-eating ghost couldn't see the situation above, so he could only lower his voice and whisper to her: "How is it?"

Zashiki climbed the edge of the wooden ladder with one hand, and stretched forward with the other hand, and replied in a puzzled tone: "There is a small hole in the top..."

As she spoke, she seemed to lift something similar to a wooden board, and there was a faint creaking sound.Then I saw her trying to lean forward, looking into the mouth.

Fu Xiao couldn't see what was going on inside yesterday, but after listening to them talk about the house one by one - "There are no doors, no windows, only a small opening in the roof" - at last, he finally realized this in a daze. That is the sense of sight.

She suddenly felt that her throat was dry and her neck was slightly stiff, she turned her head slowly little by little, and looked at the silent Huang beside her.

There was no other expression on Huang's face.He looked at the stone house in front of him silently, his eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of cold deep pool water.At this time, he seemed to be aware of her gaze, and lowered his eyes slightly to look at her.

Fu Xiaoyue was so cold that his body trembled slightly yesterday.

He just glanced at her quietly, then quickly raised his eyes to look forward again.

Fu Xiaoyue felt inexplicably empty in his heart, and subconsciously followed suit.It turned out that the wall of the stone house that was previously airtight and difficult to peek at was now transparent on the wall facing her, allowing her to clearly see the scene inside.

Just like the impression from the outside, the space inside the house is also extremely cramped and small, and at the same time very dark, only the small opening of the roof barely casts a small beam of light, just in time to sit quietly. On the boy in the corner.

It was a teenager who looked like he was only in his teens, his face was still a bit childish, but at the same time he was also overly handsome.

Different from his young and immature facial features, his expression was calm and gentle that did not match his age. He just sat quietly in the corner, but for no reason there was a beautiful meaning of being independent from the world.I don't know if it was because of that beam of light, although the room was extremely dark, but his whole body seemed to be filled with a faint halo of light.

The young man closed his eyes and sat quietly in the corner, silent for a long time, almost making Fu Xiaoyue wonder if he was asleep.

The hair-eating ghost saw that Zashiki hadn't moved for a long while, couldn't help but curled up his fingers and knocked on the edge of the stairs, in exchange for which Zashiki looked down at him and pursed his lips for a silent "shh".

Fu Xiao saw her climbing on it yesterday, tilting her head as if thinking about something, and finally reached out and took out something from her bosom.

She recognized that it was the small bamboo tube that the other party carried with him. It was always used to hold the small animals that he caught every day—ants, crickets, crickets, etc.—and then locked them in and starved for a day before releasing them. This was Ms. Zashiki. One of many bad tastes.

Zashiki unscrewed the lid of the tube with a serious face, and then inserted the bamboo tube into the opening of the roof, shaking his wrist, and shook the small animal that had been imprisoned and fainted inside.

Through the transparent wall yesterday, Fu Xiao saw clearly what was flying out of the bamboo tube.

——It turns out that she caught a butterfly today.

The butterfly had just escaped from its shackles, and for a moment it seemed that its direction was unclear. It fluttered its wings for a long time before it flew down leisurely.

For some reason, Fu Xiaoyue held his breath nervously for no reason.

As the butterfly fell slowly, she saw the young man in the corner who had always been silent, and suddenly there was movement.I saw him stretch out his hand, palm facing up, resting on his lap.

Almost in the next second, the butterfly landed lightly on his finger.

While the butterfly wing tentacles lightly kissed the young man's fingertips, a very gentle smile appeared on his lips, and a pair of eyes that had always been quietly closed opened silently.