Seven Seas Senior's Domestic Evil Dragon

On the calm sea, a huge Dragon floats comfortably, and Kento Nanami sits on the back of the Dragon, fishing quietly.

After talking about business, the two of them did not return to the beach to join the students in the water gun fight.

Jianren Qihai wanted to stay quietly for a while today. Su Da sensed the mood of the senior, so he stayed away from the island of the Panxing Sect and stopped on the deserted sea.

With a clatter, Jianren Qihai pulled the fishing rod, and then, a lively fish was thrown into the fishing bucket.

——Foldable fishing bucket, special fishing gear for Panxingjiao.

Su Da immediately offered a rainbow fart: "Senior! You are amazing!"

Jianren Qihai smiled, "Well, let's eat fish tonight."

Dragon enthusiastically agreed: "Yes!"

The blond conjurer thought for a while and asked him, "How do you want to eat?"

"Um……"

Suda hesitated.

He likes fish very much, he can eat it grilled, fried, boiled, so he struggled and said, "I want to eat them all."

Hearing the words, Jianren Qihai couldn't help laughing and said, "Then grab a few more."

Su Da cheered: "Yeah!"

I don't know if it's because of his mood or something else, Qihai Jianren was very lucky today, he caught big fish one after another, and filled the fishing bucket to the brim within a few hours.

So Jianren Qihai took back his fishing rod and chatted casually: "Mr. Su Da, did you often do this in the original world?"

Su Da was puzzled: "Huh?"

"Do you often come to play in the sea?"

"That's not it." Su Da replied: "Because there are always other fierce guys under the sea, so if there is no special matter, I will not run into the sea. It is annoying to be disturbed all the time. Or here The sea is safer, so you can rest assured to take a bath!"

Take a bath?

In this situation, it turns out that it can be called a bath.

Jianren Qihai laughed: "Is it more comfortable to maintain the state of a Dragon than the state of a human?"

"Well—a little bit, because I'm more used to this form. However, according to Thor and the others, it seems uncomfortable to maintain a human form all the time, but I don't feel that way, maybe because I'm a mixed race. ?”

After a while, Jianren Qihai asked him again: "In Su Dajun's world, are there any other close friends?"

"Eh?" Su Da thought for a while, "Well, there should be, but I don't have any human friends in that world."

"Is it because you hate the humans there?"

"No. In that world, Dragon and humans are enemies. If I take the initiative to communicate with humans and develop feelings for each other, then when the war starts, I won't be able to fight? That's not possible."

Dragon said seriously: "So just don't communicate with them. Treat them as stone bricks on the city wall, or flowers and plants in the corner. In this case, even if you kill them, you won't feel bad."

"...sounds like a very different world."

"Well, that world is much more chaotic than here. Compared with the law, everyone believes in the principle of the law of the jungle, and the relationship between Dragon and humans is really bad, and there is no possibility of friendly relations."

Over the past year, from Su Da's few words, Jianren Qihai gradually pieced together the general appearance of that world.

Regarding Su Da's original world, Qihai Jianren is indeed somewhat curious. In fact, he also wants to know more about Su Da, ask him about his past life, and meet his former friends, but...

Forget it.

It is better not to get too involved in the past and future of the children.

The only time they share is "now."

Jianren Qihai looked up at the blue sky above his head, and said gently, "Su Da-jun, have you been happy recently?"

He seems to ask such questions every once in a while.

Su Da said energetically, "Hmm! Happy!"

His voice was still the same as before, full of youthful vigor and energy, carefree, without any worries.

So Jianren Qihai quietly hid the adult's troubles in his heart, and told Su Da in a gentle voice: "Thank you, Mr. Su Da, I am also very happy today."

Because he finally did not break his promise to Hui Yuan, he finally achieved what he always wanted to do.

Qihai Jianren's current mood is like the stone that has been hanging in his heart has finally fallen to the ground, which makes him feel very relaxed.

Dragon blinked his magnificent animal pupils, and asked, "Senior, can you give me a kiss?"

Children seem to be particularly addicted to kissing games recently.

Jianren Qihai stood up indulgently, jumped on the Dragon's head, and kissed him on the bright yellow dragon horn.

……

By the time they slowly returned to the island, it was almost dusk.

For the first time since they came to the island, the owner of the island, who had been avoiding the students, appeared among the crowd.

"came back?"

Xia Youjie sat on the inflatable sofa on the beach and greeted him with a smile.

Jianren Qihai nodded, looked at the outdoor stage that had just been built ahead, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Xia Youjie replied: "Ah, the open-air KTV, because Wu said that he would play here at night, and by the way, squat to guard the legendary sea monster."

"……so."

"You didn't participate in the BBQ yesterday, did you, Nanami, today is just a good time to have fun with everyone."

The students and the controlled curse spirits are arranging things for the evening together, several cadres of the Panxing Sect are also naturally integrated into it, Miguel and Lalu are helping to build the open-air stage, Yigu Youtai and Fuhei Hui moved the stereos and other equipment from the warehouse and put them on.

Neki Riku is quietly preparing a beach bonfire, while the dog curly spines, pandas and others set up tents beside them.

Campfires, tents, outdoor KTV... This lineup is much more luxurious than last night's BBQ, and it looks like it will be high until dawn.

Xia Youjie was in a good mood and said, "Have you caught so many fish? It seems that the seafood for the night is gone."

Jianren Qihai looked down at the full fishing bucket, and finally said helplessly: "That's fine."

It's good to go crazy with them once in a while.

Both he and Xia Youjie tacitly did not mention the gift, as if nothing had happened before, but the quietly changing atmosphere among the adults still cannot be hidden from the children.

Su Da waved to the friends who were winking at the side, and said hello, then said to Jianren Qihai: "Senior, shall we go there to help too?"

"it is good."

Gojo Satoru held the microphone, stood alone on the open-air stage, and said loudly: "Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Microphone test, microphone test!"

Accompanied by his voice, there was a piercing noise.

Fu Heihui standing next to the stereo: "..."

He is almost deaf.

Yi Guyoutai patted Fu Heihui's shoulder in relief, and loudly reminded Gojo Satoru above: "Teacher! Your voice is too loud!"

Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''s big brother over there, yes, the one named Lalu, move the light next to it. Yes, move to the left."

His voice was so loud that it shook the sky, and the little white cat meowed and meowed into Mimiko's arms.Nanako Mimiko and Maki have just moved to an inflatable sofa for the beach and are trying to inflate it.

Zenyuan Maki said angrily: "It's so noisy! White-haired bastard! Believe it or not, we threw you into the sea to feed the fish!?"

Nanako pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, Maki, your voice just now surpassed that Gojo's enlightenment."

Mimiko sighed, and she asked Xia Youjie who was sitting behind in a low voice: "Master Xia You, do we really want to play so big?"

Xia Youjie sat leisurely on the first inflated sofa, and said softly, "Did you disturb Mimiko? Sorry, I'll just turn off his stereo."

The magic spirit he manipulated climbed up the open-air stage silkily, and pressed the switch on the sound box.

Gojo Wu's voice didn't decrease at all: "Xia Youjie—do you believe that I killed your curse spirit—?!"

Xia Youjie rolled his eyes, and raised his voice to talk to him: "You--don't-need-need-sound-sound-sound-right!?"

Mimiko: "..."

Jianren Qihai on the other side heard this conversation and couldn't help but smiled slightly.

Su Da also said loudly: "That's right! Teacher! Don't be lazy and bully others!"

Hearing this, the panda also resolutely joined the brigade against Wujo Wu: "That's right, you don't do anything by yourself, just stand there and direct blindly, and let us pitch the tent on the sea!"

Curlythorn: "Salmon!"

Fu Heihui complained softly: "And he can't help at all."

Yi Guyoutai nodded, and added kindly: "It always adds to the chaos in reverse, the lighting just now was clearly placed just right."

Wujo Wu, who suddenly betrayed everyone: "..."

Hello?Are you there?Is this how you treat your respected teacher?

Gojo Wu pointed at Xia Youjie, and said displeasedly: "Isn't that guy just watching?!"

His students refuted him in unison: "But his spell spirit helped!!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

The noisiest person reluctantly turned off the mic, Fu Heihui patted the dust off his clothes, and was about to walk back to the tent with Yi Gu Youtai, but something tripped his feet.

He looked down, and saw an ugly curse spirit wrapped around his ankle, looking up at him with a stupid face.

Fu Heihui: "???"

I didn't feel any malice, and what should I say... This curse spirit, although ugly, looks quite smart.

so amazing.

He could actually see the "smart" element from such an ugly face.

Aware of Fu Heihui's sight, the ugly curse spirit opened his mouth and spit out a few fruit candies.

"..."

Fu Heihui hesitated and said, "For me?"

The ugly curse spirit rubbed against his leg, indicating yes.

The confused black-haired boy bent down to pick up the few fruit candies, and dragged the ugly curse spirit on his ankle to find Xia Youjie. He said politely, "Mr. Xia You, is this your curse spirit?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

He looked at Fu Heihui's face, then at the ugly curse spirit wrapped around Fu Heihui's ankle, and said in a complicated mood: "It seems that he likes you very much."

Fu Heihui was puzzled and said: "I'm not its owner either, the curse spirit won't like me."

"..." Xia Youjie sighed, "Maybe."

Gojo Satoru didn't know when he came down from the open-air stage. He grabbed the ugly curse spirit's head and shook it in his hand.

"Oh, what an ugly thing, if I remember correctly, it used to be that guy's curse spirit, right?"

That guy refers to Fu Hesher.

Xia Youjie said lightly: "Yes, you have seen it many times when you were in high school."

After all, it was already ten years ago.

Fu Heisher's curse spirit has been following Xia Youjie for the past ten years, because it was used as a warehouse, so he let it go when he was holding the scissors for Nanako just now, but he didn't expect it to find Fu Heihui by itself.

Gojo Satoru patted Fuhei Hui on the shoulder, "Since it likes Hui so much, then you can lend this ugly thing to Hui to play for a day."

Fu Heihui's face was full of bewilderment: "...What, I don't want to play the curse spirit."

He suddenly remembered something, rummaged in his pocket, took out those fruit candies and handed them to Xia Youjie: "Mr. Xia You, it spit it out."

"..."

How could Fu Heisher give birth to such an obedient son?Is this reasonable?

Xia Youjie said with complicated eyes: "Really? This looks like a meeting gift from it to you. Take it."

Wujo Wu smiled and pressed the curse spirit on Fu Heihui's head, rubbed the other's head amidst the young man's dissatisfied complaints, and said to Xia Youjie: "Speaking of which, every time you mention this arsenal, Teacher Ye Moth will It hurts like hell."

The biggest use of this ugly curse spirit in front of me is as a warehouse. Fu Heisher put a lot of magic tools in it. After his death, his armory was confiscated and became the public property of Tokyo Manga. It is kept by the magician.

Then a certain spellcaster defected with the arsenal wrapped up.

Night Moth Zhengdao feels heartbroken every time he recalls this incident.

It's not the students who defected, but the high school arsenal that was swept away.

——The defector deserves his death outside, but the arsenal is full of curse high treasures.

The above is the original words of a principal.

The items inside are all genuine spell items, and spell items are not weapons that can be forged casually, especially high-quality spell items, which are always priceless.

Xia Youjie immediately stated his position: "Let's say it first, as long as I have breath, I will definitely not return the magic tool."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes.

Putting Fu Heihui's shoulders on his shoulders, he turned his head and asked Zenyuan Maki behind him: "Maki, do you lack a high-quality magic tool?"

Inexplicably stunned by cue Zenyuan Maki, "...huh?"

She was inflating the sofa while listening to their conversation, thinking that the extremely evil curse master had even looted the armory of the curse, when Wujo Satoru asked her this.

Is there any shortage of high-quality——spell tools? !

Gojo Satoru urged: "Jie, take it out quickly, you have some."

Xia Youjie said quietly: "...Wu, those are the guys that I was not willing to sell during the most difficult period."

"Hurry up and get it. You have blackmailed me [-] million. What's wrong with how many magic tools I want from you? Maki, come here and pick whatever you want. This is what the teacher bought for you."

Xia Youjie: "...I only blackmailed you 2000 million."

"One hundred million."

"2000."

"One hundred million."

"2000."

"One hundred million!"

"2000 million!"

The atmosphere gradually became tense, Zenyuan Maki walked slowly beside them, and said expectantly: "So, is there any magic tool? If not, I will leave."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Are you all so focused?

Xia Youjie, who didn't really want to talk to the sky and the curse: "..."

Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "It's best not to say strange things to my students, Jie."

"..."

"Don't forget my one hundred million."

Xia Youjie waved to his curse spirit expressionlessly, signaling it to spit out a few spells.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Don't spit on my head!Hello!

Ten minutes later, Zenyuan Maki, who had harvested a new weapon, went back to cheer up the sofa, and Fu Heihui, who was wearing a strange spell, went to meet the other guys. Su Da, who was fiddling with the barbecue grill, turned his head and glanced at him. Puffed a smile: "Hui-chan, what a cute hat!"

Fu Heihui: "..."

Does the hat refer to the curse spirit on his head?What is your distorted aesthetic?

Su Da turned his head to seek Qihai Jianren's opinion: "Do you think so, senior?"

Qihai Jianren was handling the fish he caught today neatly. Yi Guyou was amazed by his skillful technique. He wanted to say "yes" perfunctorily at first, but when he looked up, he saw the man who had made his home on Fu Heihui's head. The ugly curse spirit was speechless for a while.

Qihai Jianren: "..."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Fu Heihui said indifferently: "You don't need to say anything, I understand."

With a puff, the curse spirit lay on his head and vomited a suspicious bubble.