so what about the cursed king

In Aoi Ayanokoulu's vision, Rimei should be able to understand her meaning.

However, from a certain point of view——

Nakahara Chuya: "Are you playing the game of identifying your wife again?"

—— Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have predicted her prediction.

The puzzling girl was silent for a moment, and looked at Nakahara Zhongya with a subtle expression: "Are you still remembering the grudge that I rejected your referrer's gift on the grounds that [paper man's wife would be jealous]?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Who cares about this kind of thing!"

The coldness that belonged to the mafia on Nakahara Chuya's face shattered, but it was only for a moment.The young man was much calmer than ten years ago, and quickly restrained his temper.

"It just so happens that the old and new grudges are settled together." Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his right hand, which was half wrapped in black gloves, and his indifferent gaze stayed on Li Mei's face next to Aoi Ayanokoulu for a moment, "Irrelevant personnel..."

His words were cut short by a sharp icicle pointing at his throat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, raised his hand expressionlessly and crushed it.

Blooming ice crystals covered the glove and quickly melted into snow.Nakahara also clicked his tongue, and Limei, who was blocking the blonde girl behind him, was reflected in the cobalt blue iris.

A person with different abilities?Or a conjurer?

It's not exactly angry, Nakahara Chuya was silent, his eyes met Ayanokouji Aoi.

The young mafia cadre choked up, with a strange expression as if swallowing a mackerel he hated most: "Hey, seriously?"

He was referring to the matter of marriage.

In Zhongyuan Zhongye's memory, his strange subordinate has never had many friends.Either talking to the air every day, or fighting with strange-looking people.

A person who can rush into the enemy pile alone in order not to share the task gold with others is of course impossible to spend money to hire expensive supernatural powers or conjurers, that is to say, the guy next to him who can use ice is...

"I told you I'm old..."

"I will not betray Lord Su Nuo."

Aoi Ayanokouji's voice sounded at the same time as Rimei's. Seeing Nakahara Chuya's face getting worse and worse, Aoi Ayanokouji felt that she might have to confess here today.

"Is there no plan to tell the truth?" Nakahara Chuya asked, his voice sounded really a little angry.

"Because some things have traveled to 400 years - see, you won't believe it."

Aoi Lingkoulu pressed Rimei's hand that was about to sneak attack, she continued to talk to Nakahara Chuya against his probing gaze, her blonde hair was messed up.

Originally, the photo of Edo Castle before it was burned could still be used as evidence, but the mobile phone has been crushed by the two-faced Su Nuo.

Aoi Aoi Ayanokouji, who felt that he and Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't tell what a "God Judge" was for a while, thought for a while: "Why don't you ask me about the remote history of Edo?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Aoi Ayanokoji: "Why don't you speak?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked away with a guilty conscience.

Aoi Lingkoulu suddenly realized: "You must have never studied history."

By the way, Chuya Nakahara, one of the five major cadres of the port mafia, slipped through the net of compulsory education in Japan—whether she knew this secret would be killed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also became angry with embarrassment: "Shut up."

His voice was a little lower, sounding very intimidating.

Aoi Lingkoulu closed her mouth for a while, "Actually, it's fine if you want to fight—let's change the place and let Limei go first."

Zhong Yuanzhong also calmed down, and looked at her for a moment.

Limei, that's what she called that conjurer just now.

The tone was natural, and there was no hesitation when calling out, it should be the real name.

Central Plains also secretly wrote down the name.

"No need." Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted coldly, "You only dare to fight back when you are not guilty."

Aoi Ayanokoji: "...Are you scolding me for doing all the bad things?"

After she finished speaking, she looked down at the hand stretched out in front of her.

It is the hand of Chuya Zhongyuan.

There are no calluses, and it looks even more slender after taking off the gloves, and there is no sense of strength just visually.

But Aoi Ayanokoji once saw with his own eyes the scene where he turned over a dragon with one punch.

"Mobile phone, here." Nakahara Chuya said.

Instead of asking her number directly, he took her mobile phone for confirmation.

Zhongyuanzhong is also more vigilant than before.

Aoi Lingkoulu didn't see what he did, but only heard what he said when he returned the phone.

"I will report this to the leader." Nakahara Zhongya finished speaking, paused, as if worried about her tricks, and added, "You'd better not try to escape before I find out. "

Aoi Ayanokoji: "... escaped?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also put on new gloves slowly: "Then I can only take you back with violence, and then hand it over to Sister Hongye."

Koyo Ozaki has a torture team under him - Aoi Ayanokoji knows about this.

In other words, if something bad is found out and Mori Ogai finds out, will Chuya Nakahara be punished as her referrer?

But she really didn't do anything to sell information on the port mafia.

...No, there is only one thing to say seriously.

"I confess, I did something bad."

The girl's sudden words attracted Chuya Nakahara's attention.

His brows were furrowed, and his blue eyes were slightly gloomy, but he was still patiently waiting for her next words.

"Let's talk about it first--I didn't know that Dazai had a bad relationship with you at that time, and I didn't know that he was going to defect."

This is not a lie, she didn't go to the port mafia headquarters often, and only saw the black-haired boy who was also a cadre a few times when Chuya Chuya handed over tasks to her.

Half of her face was wrapped in a bandage, looking gloomy, she smiled at her from a distance, and Aoi Ayanokoulu moved away terrified.

Central Plains also suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Anyway, anyway, he said you asked him to fetch wine for you, so I told him where your wine cellar is."

Then Chuya's wine cellar exploded in front of him.

Aoi Ayanokouji only found out about it on the second day after the incident.

Inhale, exhale, inhale... bang—

A big hole suddenly exploded under Nakahara Chuya's feet, and a spider web of cracks spread all the way to her face.

"How much did that fellow Dazai benefit you?" Nakahara Chuya asked in a deep voice, clenching his fists.

Aoi Ayanokoji: "...a donut?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Chuya Zhongyuan: "Come out, let's try some tricks."

-

Aoi Ayanokoji always felt that Nakahara Chuya's supernatural ability was cheating.

Once the filth is activated, he can even pull up a building.

But when Zhong Yuan Zhongye competed with her, he was not so serious. He belonged to the kind of mafia with a little conscience for the time being. On the surface, he crushed a family by himself, and secretly helped the old lady across the road.

He seemed to still be thinking about their insignificant superior and subordinate colleagues ten years ago, at least he didn't punch her in the face.

When Aoi Aoi climbed out of the pit, Nakahara was already gone.

She used spiritual power to heal the small scratches on her body, and looked up to find Limei standing by the shop with a bag in her hand and looking at her with a complicated expression.

"No. 120?" Limei asked.

It took two seconds for Aoi Ayanokouji to realize that he was referring to Chuya Nakahara.

"No." She shook her head, "It's just a kind boss."

When she was punched into the ground by Nakahara Chuya just now, she remembered that today seemed to be the day she disappeared in [-].

Chuya Nakahara's activities are generally in Yokohama and abroad, and he can also customize clothes leisurely - which means that coming to Tokyo is not on a mission.

Limei had no expression on his face. He raised the bag in his hand, and he was still air-conditioned when he spoke: "I ordered it a month ago."

Aoi Ayanokoji: "Give it to me?"

Rime: "Yeah."

Appeared!Sacrifice!

Nakahara must have erected her tomb somewhere in Tokyo.

So here comes the question, how does Zhong Yuanzhong know what size clothes she wears.

Aoi Ayanokouji couldn't figure it out: "Then what, I said that the medical examination data was leaked, do you believe it?"

Limei: "Hehe."

-

Aoi Ayanokouji found out that Chuya Nakahara's number had been added to her phone on the evening of the second day.

Her newly bought mobile phone only saved a few takeaway numbers. As soon as she opened the contact list, Zhongya Zhongya's name was on the top.

As soon as she found out, the other party sent a text message.

[Nakahara Chuya]: If you dare to sell my number, you will die.

In a sense, Zhong Yuanzhong also knew her wake-up time very well.

...But I said that the donut was an accident!

The cadre's phone number sells three truckloads of donuts anyway.

The kind made of gold.

[World's No. [-] Ayanokoji]: Actually, there was one thing I didn't confess yesterday.

[Central Plains Chuya]:?

[World's No. [-] Ayanokoji]: The day after your wine cellar exploded, Dazai cadre sent me a bottle of wine, saying it was a leftover thank you gift.

Zhongyuan Zhong also did not reply after 3 minutes.

[Nakahara Chuya]: I'll see you off.

[Nakahara Chuya]: I don't want the garbage Dazai touched.

...What kind of hatred do you have?

Aoi Ayanokouji complained like this, and glanced at the beautifully packaged red wine beside the bed.

I wanted to return it.

Wuhu has earned again.

Although drinking in the afternoon is not very good, but if you just take a sip...

Half an hour passed, Aoi Ayanokouji looked at the empty wine bottle and fell into deep thought.

Yesterday, Li Mei took her to the new base of the curse spirits. The real person was obviously still alive after being beaten by Gojo Wu.

It is said that she was rescued by Leu Hu. At that time, the real person who had experienced severe beating lay on the ground and stared at the moon for 10 minutes. Suddenly, she realized some new skills that she didn't understand, and ran out to do experiments again full of blood.

[Xia Youjie] Said that someone from the high school drew an abstract painting of her and was looking for her, and Aoi Lingxiaolu knew why with her feet.

She has been classified as a villain for the time being.

Sounds pretty cool.

It's better to give her another nickname, the kind that hits the middle point—maybe if the flyers are distributed to elementary school students, she can gain a few more believers.

"There's no such thing as leaflets, mother." Zhenzhen sat on the floor of her apartment bedroom, holding her game console in her hand, curiously studying how to use it.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched on the top of the head.

"I said before that I wouldn't let the Onmyoji kill me, but I escaped pretty quickly in the domain." Aoi Lingkoulu kept her balance and said with resentment.

The real person stopped rolling around on the ground pretending to be in pain. He seemed to see the strangeness of the girl opposite, sat up in doubt, and shook his hand: "But if I stay there, my mother will be embarrassed." .”

Aoi Ayanokoji: "?"

The real person is full of innocence: "[Xiayou] said that you will do what humans often do, and I went to see it because I was curious. Although I don't care, the people inside seem to be both painful and happy..."

The windows opened and closed.

Masato blinked, and was thrown down from the sixth floor by Aoi Ayanokouji by the collar.

Although the high-altitude parabolic is not very good, she has seen it before, and there is no one on the road.

The real person would just slam into an unknown liquid.

comfortable.

Thinking of this, Aoi Aoi lay back on the bed, hugging her suitcase and sleeping.

Hey, why is she carrying a box?

[I only teach once. 】

The familiar voice came to my ears, the blond girl sat up straight, and suddenly woke up again.

Ten to twelve.

She used her spiritual power to trigger the curse pattern, but because she was too flustered, she fell into the water again.

Ah, more awake.

Aoi Ayanokouji walked forward with some disgust, waded through the shallow water, and climbed up the spine of the bull's head.

The hem of the wet kimono became a bit heavy, and the suitcase that didn't match the girl's figure seemed even more cumbersome at this time.

Su Nuo propped his chin on both sides, admiring her clumsy actions condescendingly, but grabbed him just before she was about to fall.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked, his brows raised, and he raised his hand to throw away the box she was holding in both hands.

But before that, the girl hugged it like a koala in mid-air.

"Don't throw it away." Aoi Ayanokouji said, seeming very persistent in this regard.

Her breathing was messy and smelled of alcohol, but her eyes were extraordinarily bright in the dim light.

"I said I would bring a gift, and I would bring a gift."

The girl laughed while talking, her drunken brows were a little silly.

Su Nuo on both sides stared at her for a while, then let go of her grip on the back of her collar.

"Not interested." Two-faced Su Nuo said.

Aoi Ayanokouji retorted, "You'll be interested later."

Bright flames jumped up at her fingertips, just a small pinch, not enough to hurt people.

Su Nuo on both sides watched her put the box down far away, and then ran to his side.

The flames falling on the cardboard box flickered and grew in silence.

With a bang, fireworks exploded in the dark blue sky.

Red, yellow, like the sun and the moon.

"Look, doesn't it look like Ping'an Jing?" Aoi Lingxiaolu admired her masterpiece with satisfaction, raised her head proudly, and poked Su Nuo with her elbow, "You showed me it before."

Although the original purpose seemed to be to kill some onmyoji, she only remembered the fireworks all over the sky.

People in sari suits on the high platform, the air is filled with the smell of candy apples, and the priestess is dancing while shaking the Kagura bell.

"I don't remember." Two-faced Su Nuo said calmly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl beside him.

She looked like she was about to fall asleep, her head was nodding, and under the golden hair on her forehead, her blue eyes were somewhat blurred.

Two-faced Su Nuo didn't know why she was happy about trivial things.

"Okay, guy who doesn't know how to appreciate." Aoi Ayanokouji muttered.

Tired of standing, she simply squatted down, supported her chin with her slender wrist, and stretched out her tongue to lick the corner of her chapped mouth.

The girl's figure was outlined by an apricot-colored kimono, and a blue belt tightly wrapped around her waist, tied into a bow at the back.

Another firework bloomed.

The girl's beautiful face was instantly illuminated.

"An eyesore." Two-faced Su Nuo said, and picked her up from the ground.

Aoi Ayanokoji:?

Aoi Ayanokoji: "Me?"

Two-faced Su Nuo tore off her belt.

"Clothes," he said.