The monkey sister reborn into summer oil

Even if you wake up in time, the abruptly stopped memory will be like a child who is tired from crying, stop for a while, hiccup, and when you recover, it will be like a tail that cannot be shaken off, and the hook will be deeply inserted into the skin Cocklebur, or parasites, entangled tightly and fiercely...

In later memories, in that pale and cold world where even a small flower in full bloom is rare... I hold the chainsaw in my hands without a trace of trembling, and the eyes that have lost their highlight reflect the man's bending body in pain Covering his eyes, his expression was unusually calm.

There were no more tears flowing, and under my control, the eye sockets obediently stopped being wet, and the water drops down the cheeks immediately condensed into frost.

Breathing out a mouthful of white mist, he stomped on the blood-red ice on the floor.

Crunch, crunch.

The crisp sound of the shoe surface and blood water is like the sound of a demon climbing from hell to the world when eating and chewing bones.

crunch.

Step by step, I approached my father, whose vision was black and red, and approached the father who looked like a rolling ball beast, who was desperately getting out of the way to get away from me, wishing to escape the solar system, buzzing-buzzing-holding the cumbersome death bird The sickle approached step by step, and the little hands that were red with cold were unusually stable.

"You...don't come here! Don't come here!!"

Lowering his head, he glanced indifferently at the man whose upper and lower eyelids were tightly glued together by coagulated blood.

Is it frozen?

How cold, I thought.

Yeah, it's too cold back home in icy Russia, you can't cry here.Because even children know that if they cry, the tears and eyes will be frozen by a gust of wind, and the face will be frozen into cold patches...

So, don't cry.

However, I remember Reese once telling me that for a beautiful girl, tears are actually a weapon.

I still remember when she pulled me out of the tree hole, shrunk into a shivering ball, and wiped away the tears that hadn't frozen in my eyes with her slender and soft fingers...

"It's a waste to hide and cry secretly alone, huh? Xiao Yu."

"Did you know? Tears are actually a weapon."

"So, our lovely little flower in Siberia, your weapon should be used where it can be used at the most appropriate time, don't cry so easily?"

"Promise me, okay?"

Yes, weapons, Lacey, you are right.

My tears, the way I collapsed, are they not deadly weapons to the father who loves his mother deeply?

I was born so much like my mother.

Eyes, nose, lips, the way eyelashes droop, when you smile

The shadow of the mother can be seen almost everywhere.

So, I took advantage of that.

I used my tears, used my dog, and also used my mother-like face. In front of my father, I used the appearance of the person he loved so much to show a broken and crazy appearance, tearing apart his defenses, and making the devil shake , took away his eyes, and...

Want to take more.

Apologize, Dad.

Apologize for your ugly act of destroying something that belongs to me, for my dog, buried—

"What happened!!?"

"Hey! What a big commotion! What's wrong!"

"..."

Noisy human voices, rushing footsteps, crushed ice flowers.

From the house where I was, the noise that could not be suppressed by the wind and snow finally attracted the people from the neighborhood——

"It's in the way."

However, thanks to this, he calmed down a little.

The man in front of me is not worthy of getting my hands dirty.

……

So in the end, before the crowd knocked down the door of our house together, I put the running chainsaw in my hand into the hand of the blind man with no expression and force, and I retreated into the blooming sea of ​​flowers on the other side, holding the dog and dividing into two. Half of the corpse, tears dripping down...

"Help! Help me!"

"Dad, he... is crazy!"

"He's going to—kill me!!"

...

Later, the father was expelled by everyone unanimously.

Then, a few days later, this trash seemed to finally remember how to use his spell, knocked me out and grabbed me.

This time he learned a little bit smarter, instead of bluffing and hacking at me as soon as he came up with a chainsaw, he found a notorious old man in the town from nowhere, and planned to exchange his daughter for some money.

Oh yes.

He can't see it now, he can't see my face, so he doesn't have the slightest burden to do this.

When the two were still arguing over the price, the explosion happened.

It was Lacey who saved me.

But she was too gentle, and she let my father run away without even blowing a hair on his leg, leaving only the golden jade old guy who was blown beyond recognition, fainting on the spot.

That day, Lei Sai hugged her back and hugged her tightly, like me hugging the last piece of driftwood in my hand, and the temperature was transmitted to my body along the icy and snowy skin.

She rubbed my head like a puppy, and told me tenderly and cruelly that she was leaving and was going to be transformed into a monster. This time she sneaked out to see me for the last time...

"I really want to hear more about school from you and me."

"Xiao Yu, if one day I could go to school with you, how much would it be..."

Suddenly, I was pushed away by her, leaving the only embrace that could give me comfort and warmth.

And then

"BOOM—"

I looked at Reese's beautiful... head, which inexplicably turned into a blooming firework in front of my eyes.

A man dressed like a jun and exuding a strange atmosphere flashed out from the corner of the wall at this moment, picked up the headless body and dragged it away under my shocked sight, and disappeared into the dirty bottomless alley. to three seconds.

I haven't seen Lacey since.

I also have no father, mother, or dog anymore.

nothing left……

Time goes back to the present.

Holding Wujo Satoru in my arms, I wept wildly.

While being saddened by the additional follow-up empathy, he rubbed his cheeks unceremoniously on the snow-white hair with fluffy warmth, tears rolling down, wet and scattered The boy with the sweet and clean scent of body wash had his head and face on his face.

"...It's so dirty!"

The other party curled his lips in disgust and frowned wildly.

After all, Asahi didn't push away me, who seemed to be shivering as if all the warmth and happiness had been sucked away by a dementor. I raised my hands with nowhere to rest for a while, and finally surrounded me in a helpless and empty vacuum.

"Gougou...Wangcai...Angel!"

I felt the body temperature that finally made me feel full, and hugged the lost white body in front of me tightly. It was only this big in my memory...

"Woooooo angel, don't go away"

While muttering to me, I buried my head in random rubbing on the boy's hair.

The slightly fluffy white hair, which was obviously just washed and blow-dried, was rubbed directly into a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Hey! What an angel, look clearly, I'm not that stupid cat!"

DK, who had been reduced to fish meat, was so wet by me that he almost lost his temper. With one hand propped behind his head, he got up and kept his pressed posture, staring at me with a slumped face.

"The one in front of you is the goodlookinghandsomeguy Gojo Satoru!"

"..."

I ignored him, and stubbornly hugged the young boy's neck where blood was slowly flowing from the veins under his skin.

The wet nose of a drowning dog is sticking to the body temperature that is completely opposite to that in the dream. After the mood calms down, it gradually decreases from the imageless crying to the one buried in an oversized plush toy. There was a muffled whisper.

"Well, okay, okay, I really can't do anything about you, anyway, I'm already dirty and I don't mind being dirty a little more by you—but remember to do my laundry afterwards!"

"Don't cry, it doesn't matter if you have a nightmare, it's just a dream, which means that dreams are the opposite of reality, do you understand?... Ha? Why did it start again?"

"Damn it, when Tiaojie isn't around...you're fine tomorrow? So why do you have to leave me alone here to coax the little devil!"

"Ah, it's so annoying, I can't coax people... By the way, will eating something sweet make you feel better? Do you want candy? Sigh... It's over, the candy is in another pair of pants and now it's in the washing machine!"

"..."

"Hey, why don't you just say something and don't patronize me! It's too lonely for me to talk alone!! Too much!!"

"No, you don't seem to be very talkative at all... Sigh."

puff.

I thought I might be crazy, or just out of my mind.

My shoulders are still shaking, although it seems to Gojo Satoru that I am still crying, but in fact, I don’t know when I have been completely relieved of my sadness by this guy’s stand-up comedy that he mutters late at night Emotions.

……Ugh.

Maybe Gojo Satoru is born with a kind of sand sculpture temperament.

"—"

Take a deep breath.

After the release, I immediately restrained all the emotions that spewed and overflowed due to out of control, and within a second, my expression returned to the usual serious and serious state.

Slowly moving away the head that was satiated with water and hanging on the other person's shoulders, I silently looked at the eyes of the five enlightened cats that reflected blue light in the dark.

one second.

two seconds.

three…

In the end, I sniffed and said in a businesslike voice with a strong nasal voice:

"I'm sleepy, let's go."

Gojo Satoru: "...?"

Gojo Satoru: "????"

Gojo Satoru: "Huh!?——"

As soon as the words were finished, he sat up in shock in a dying condition, knelt on his knees and propped himself up from the bed, with a long one, and tilted his head to look at me with his wide-eyed eyeballs in disbelief.

It's like holding the quilt and sitting opposite her years quietly, not a charming and beautiful girl high school student, but that scum girl who has all the evil scum and no man who doesn't piao all over his family tree.

"Throw it away after use, you treat me like a rag!?"

Pointing to the wet piece of my clothes, I protested loudly.

The tone is surprised and aggrieved, as if the three views are being impacted.

"..."

I raised my head and just looked at him baring his teeth and claws.

The moonlight outside the window is light and thin.

Falling on the catkin-like white and fluffy snow eyelashes of the pretty boy, the blue pupils seem to reach the sky.

He was really good-looking.

The facial features are exquisite, the face is beautiful, and everything from the top of the head to the tip of the toes is the most beautiful young appearance.

I didn't speak, just tilted my head and looked at the face of the stunner who would make many little girls unable to move in the future, and gradually became a little dazed for a while.

"Hello? Why are you silent again?"

Gojo made a grabbing gesture in front of my eyes.

"Being fooled by Lao Tzu?"

Shaking my head, I thought about it, narrowed my eyes, and finally discussed with him in a soft voice:

"Why don't you lick me before you go?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers towards him.

"...#"

After that night, Wujo insisted that I was a woman with a worse personality than him.

After that night, I also dreamed as usual, dreaming about the past, dreaming about the dog struggling to respond to my finger before death, and dreaming about the thing that scares me the most...

"At that time" Xia Youjie.

It's just that every time I wake up, I can always see that white figure.

Five enlightenment.

Obediently squatting on the edge of the bed, like a big dog or a cat, yawning impatiently propping up his chin, head bit by bit, murmured with a slumped face and complained that my dreaming voice disturbed him in the next wall .

And when I tentatively stretched out my hand and blinked expecting him to respond, I would always be sternly returned by dk "Enough wow! What do you think of me?"

Later, he might not be bothered to correct me and became aggressive, but he would lower his head in resignation, put his chin against my outstretched hand, and rub his puffed cheek angrily and perfunctorily a few times.

"I'm hungry," he drooped his eyelids and drooped his eyelashes, "you can cook me something to eat."

...I guess I still resent the fact that Xia Youjie was not at home and I sent him away with instant noodles every day.

I thought about it and said, let me make you some snacks, I will feel better doing this.

His eyes lit up, and he coughed a few times pretending to be deep: "It's all fine."

So that night I made a night and a whole day of desserts, used up all the boxes of materials I looted from Qianjia's house, and worked crazily and crazily.

When I come back to my senses... I have almost made all the famous pastries that can be made with the existing materials.

Gojo Satoru was slightly frightened.

He frightened me while eating, and asked me, "Are you okay?"

I was in a good mood: "It's very good, it's great."

He said, "You can eat it too, dry rice can make you feel better."

I waved my hand and refused, saying "Girls can't eat too much sweet, they will get fat, and it's not good for the skin".

He said, "Then why are you working so hard?" Then he suddenly realized, "Do you like..."

I interrupted him, and told him honestly that I have always liked to make plate after plate of exquisite and beautiful snacks by myself, and then gathered them all in a container, mashed them with tools, mashed them, and stirred them Stir and stir.

Watching the beautiful things become unrecognizable little by little, the cream and the cake embryo can no longer be distinguished from each other, mixed together and mixed into a twisted ball-this will make my mood become unparalleled, as if the soul also gets sublimation.

"If you think of the final product as an annoying guy who wants the other party to disappear from this world immediately, the effect will be doubled."

When I said this, I had a satisfied smile on my face, but Gojo stopped smiling.

Then, from then on, he picked me up every night and pushed me to the kitchen to make snacks for him.

So I couldn't laugh anymore.

……

The dreaming situation continued until Xia Youjie came back, and for unknown reasons it subsided a lot.

Wujo insisted that it was because I was a brother-controller.

I think his taunting skills have been taken up a notch.

But I still don't hate five.

Even though he would sometimes fake cry and run away at night and say, "It's all Xiao Yu's fault, now you're going to be hungry at night and you have to be responsible to me to the end", and then he carried me up like a bag of rice to get him something to eat. With one exception, every time I was woken up, I happened to be stuck in a nightmare from which I couldn't help myself.

but……

Should I hate Xia Youjie?

The elder brother who came back from subduing the curse spirit still smiled at me gently, and occasionally stretched out his hand to rub the top of my head, tolerating my every move with hidden malice.

Moreover, I also learned from the overheard conversation between him and Wutiao that the curse spirit he went out to subdue this time...

This is the direct reason for the reduction in my nightmares.

He knew it early on.

Earlier than Gojo Satoru.

Should I hate him?

Should the hatred for those who hurt me in the previous life be revenged on "Xia Youjie" who knew nothing and was pure and innocent?

Whether it is wavering in faith or falling into confusion, it is undoubtedly a terrible thing.

I think I... can't give myself a clear answer for now.

But fortunately, the summer vacation of social animal DKs is coming to an end soon, and I finally, finally don't have to face my brother who doesn't know what kind of expression to face with a hypocritical smile all day long with a tangled and painful mentality.

Let's be apart for a while.

I think that's fine too.

Maybe during this period, I can think about the countermeasures in the future.

But not long after that, as you can see, I was involved in the astral body incident, and accidentally swallowed Su Nuo’s finger → subdued the double-faced Su Nuo, the king of curses, and became a high-level old man in the magic circle The existence they dread.

"Xiao Yu, it's okay, didn't I say it, I will protect you, I will become stronger and stronger, as long as I watch over you, the old guys dare not do anything to you."

"Uh, so, after talking so much, what do you mean in the end...?"

"That's so stupid, Yu-chan~ Well, to put it simply, it means—"

"that is?"

"Because of Su Nuo, you will be transferred to the Conjuration College in the future?"

"... "

"..."

"……what?"

A new chapter...opens?