attack on rotten oranges

Although there were some twists and turns in the process of dealing with the Suo, all in all, the subsequent impact of the incident was not very great——

The tens of thousands of curse spirits released by the opponent when the net was broken, forced the magic circle to accept the first order from the fourth sub-office of the Household Registration Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau in an emergency.

Therefore, even though the various families in the magic world are still dissatisfied, there is no chance to organize protests.

"The distance from zero to one is the farthest." Wenbu Youhui said in a communication with Xia Youjie, "In the case of the first cooperation, the magic world wants to find another opportunity to unite and resist Not easy."

"There should be no more storms."

"Do you want to come and see Xiuping?" Xia Youjie was holding a tray, standing under the eaves of the backyard of the [Panxing Sect] church headquarters.

"..." The girl's voice over there paused for a moment, "It's still not right now."

Although at this moment, Bunbu Yue refused to meet the siblings, it was a bit unreasonable, but the culprit was of course not Bunbu Youe herself.

"That brat..." The girl with silver-gray hair sighed softly, remembering the emails she had received.

On the page titled "Brother" by the sender, there was a message "I'm here with Jie! Don't come here!", and the text was specially adjusted to blood red for emphasis.

Bunbu Yue keenly had a premonition - after the "business" was over, his younger brother's "out of tune" behavior would definitely increase.

However, this should be a good thing...

For so many years, Bunbe Yue has been co-existing with Bunbe Shuhei in the way of incarnation. The intermittent sleep makes her perception of the outside world not as complete as Bunbe Shuhei.

Yue Bunbube's former form of existence and her current physical condition made her serve as an assistant rather than a main attacker in the ten-year long revenge operation.As a victim of the accident, she is more concerned about the safety of the survivors.

Bunbe Yue must admit that his obsession with revenge is slightly weaker than that of Bunbu Shuhei.

But Shuhei Bunbu is the leader of the revenge action. Except for Oda Sakunosuke, Dazai Osamu, and the teachers and classmates of Tokyo Judaka, there are not many bright colors in his growth experience.

The accident that year caused the following misfortunes, and the series of misfortunes are deepening the hatred in the hearts of the parties...

Put to death the murderer who caused everything;

Find out the head elder of the Wenbu family who cooperated with this matter;

Overthrowing the upper echelon of the magic world who passed the decision...

Revenge for the accident of the year can reasonably end at any of these stages.

But Shuhei Bunbu chose to investigate to the end, until he wiped out all the behind-the-scenes, and did not let anyone involved.

But now the long-cherished wish is over. In the whole process of revenge, it has long been impossible to use a specific mark to measure which of the siblings is the most injured and who pays more.

Bunbu Yue said very calmly: "It won't be too late to meet him after he rests."

Regardless of the younger brother's advance greetings, even if they can get together now, it's just a face-to-face performance - the mutual care and love of the siblings is the biggest obstacle now...

None of them will show the grief after revenge to their relatives who are also victims of the "accident".

So, let's throw that kid to someone he can trust first.

Anyway, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

Bunbu Yue thought about it.

"Okay, no problem." Xia Youjie here also knew that the two siblings should have time to digest reality separately, and accepted the task frankly.

After hanging up the communication, the black-haired young man held the tray in one hand and opened the door.

[Scepter4] was busy with the beating and integration of the family of the magic world, [Feishiyuan] was distressed and communicated with the Green King, and the two high schools of magic in Tokyo and Kyoto were facing teaching reforms. [Panxingjiao] took advantage of this turmoil to expand When Mafia, the size and the port, was about to exchange benefits with the Supernatural Secret Service..., Shuhei Bunbe, as a butterfly that stirred up a storm, had nothing to do.

He followed Xia Youjie back to the residence of [Pan Xing Sect], and started to have a fever the next day.

Xia Youjie put the porridge on the tray on the table, and stood by the bed to observe the state of the gray-haired young man.

Shuhei Bunbe's fever is more psychological than physical, but it seems that the tight bowstring has finally relaxed. After finally clearing up all the pressure on his back, he adjusted his spirit slowly and clumsily, and gradually returned to the most natural state.

The gray hair was scattered on the head of the bed, and the sleeping young man frowned slightly because of the abnormal body temperature, but his usually pale skin showed a bit of blood at this moment.

Shuhei Bunbe showed a different chaotic sleeping posture from the past at this time. He was lying on his side, holding a pillow tightly in his arms, and buried his whole body in the warm bed.

Only then did Xia Youjie notice that the pillow under the young man's head was actually a piece of quilt.

It's not that Xia Youjie has never seen Bunbu Shuhei's sleeping posture before.When the other party fell into the water and had a fever, Xia Youjie was also waiting for him to wake up by the bedside.

But at that time, Shuhei Bunbu was always lying quietly on his back, as if he was showing his regularity as an upper-level member of the magic world at any time, and also seemed to be covering up his true character without leaking.

After relaxing now, it can be seen that Xiuping doesn't feel very safe... Xia Youjie plans to hug another pillow.

When preparing a room for Shuhei in the future, remember to prepare at least two pillows...

The black-haired leader thought very down-to-earth.

But when Xia Youjie turned halfway, he felt resistance. He lowered his head, and saw a bony hand sticking out from under the quilt, grabbing the hem of his cassock.

Looking back, Xia Youjie met a pair of pale gold eyes...

If we say before, this pale golden color is like expensive gems or cold metal, it is completely rational based on the tranquility of inorganic matter.

Then, the golden color now is like the bright moon reflecting the water, the floating light jumping into gold, and the sparkling waves are full of liveliness and smiles...

"Jie came and went with cassocks...has he ever changed?"

However, before Xia Youjie felt a little melancholy, Bunbu Shuhei wiped out all the emotions when he opened his mouth.

If this guy didn't do it on purpose, I'll add wasabi to Satoru's dessert!

The black-haired young man tried his best to control the desire to roll his eyes at the patient.

"Let go, I'll get another pillow for some guy who doesn't know what to do." Xia Youjie said in a "good voice".

"Then that person is too troublesome." Wenbu Shuhei pretended not to know who the so-called ignorant guy was, "Jie might as well just leave him alone."

He moved to the inside of the bed, and enthusiastically patted the vacated side of the bed: "Sit down."

Obviously he was the one who was on someone else's territory, and he was the one who was sick and had a fever, yet the gray-haired young man acted like a host greeting a guest.

Xia Youjie was not polite to him either, he just sat on it all at once, and by the way, he put the hem of the cassock on Wenbu Xiuping's head in revenge.

The gray-haired young man brushed aside the fabric nonchalantly, but threw down the pillow in his arms. Wrapped in the quilt like a caterpillar, he rushed over with agility, and naturally laid his pillow on Xia Youjie's leg superior.

"That's why you asked me to sit?" Xia Youjie pressed his eyebrows.

It wasn't that he was upset because Shuhei Bunbu had his legs on the pillow.The slight pressure the gray-haired youth put on his legs made Xia Youjie think of stray cats on the street—not tamed and full of wildness, but when they are scarred after battles, they will go to the feet of human beings who are pleasing to the eye. Lie down, touch porcelain on the spot, and condescend to demand responsibility.

For some reason, Xia Youjie was subtly satisfied in his heart, but Shuhei Bunbu's wonderful and conscious development made him feel aggrieved that he had lost the initiative.

The gray-haired young man lay lazily on Xia Youjie's lap, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction because the black-haired young man accepted his intimacy without any resistance.

Anyway, the major issues have been resolved, and if anything happens, I can take care of it myself.

His feverish and chaotic mind was full of self-confidence beyond usual, Shuhei Bunbu simply followed his heart to find a comfortable posture and stick to Xia Youjie.

The gray-haired young man looked up, and the moment he saw Xia Youjie's face, he paused obviously, and then simply pulled the hem of the clothes he had just brushed off to cover his face.

Bunbu Shuhei: Tranquility.jpg.

"?" Xia Youjie didn't quite understand the intention of his drama-like movements.

"This angle is too deadly..." Shuhei Bunbubu's muffled voice came from under the cloth.

"..." No matter how many emotions Xia Youjie had, he lost all his temper except wanting to beat others because of this operation.

But as a benevolent religious leader, Xia Youjie would definitely not bully the sick. He made a silent note and reached out to poke the gray-haired young man's waist: "Get up, drink the porridge first."

Bunbe Shuhei quietly peeked out from the gap in the fabric, and after finding that there was only a single bowl of porridge on the tray, he showed great resistance from words to actions——

"Jie, you have changed." Bunbu Shuhei accurately grasped Xia Youjie's sleeve through the gap, preventing him from raising his hand to take the bowl, with a plaintive voice, "The treatment of sick patients is not good, why have you reduced it?"

"I used to be able to add at least one hard-boiled egg." This was the time when I had a high fever after falling into the water.

"Jie, you've changed." Repeated accusingly.

Xia Youjie's hand that was being pulled by the sleeve was a little itchy. He looked at the grey-haired young man's hair that seemed to feel good in his hand, and asked in a gentle tone: "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm—" Bunbu Shuhei pretended not to notice the murderous intent behind Xia Youjie's gentleness, and began to think about it.

"Coke on ice, tuna sashimi, extra spicy curry rice..."

He talked casually, piecemeal, and collected all the "raw, cold, and exciting" that are not suitable for patients.

"It's a beautiful idea, keep it up." Xia Youjie sneered.

"Coke was originally developed from medicinal syrup. Tuna is rich in protein and unsaturated fatty acids. Spicy curry promotes blood circulation and helps perspiration..." Shuhei Bunbube plausibly said, "They are all foods that patients should eat!"

"When you get better, you can eat whatever you want." Xia Youjie understood that if he said a word to the gray-haired young man now, he would be led into the other party's fallacies and heresies. He helplessly interrupted the other party's sophistry. It's purely a psychological factor, trying to give him a little motivation to get back to health.

"Ah, Jie is so cruel." Wenbu Shuhei also knew that his order would never be fulfilled, but he read it unemotionally, trying to light the fire for Xia Youjie who was particularly good-tempered today.

But Xia Youjie is a ruthless piece of incombustible material today.

The black-haired young man quickly lifted the hem of his clothes, with quick eyes and quick hands, he lifted Bunbu Shuhei who was trying to slip away like a caterpillar, put him in a sitting posture, and put him intimately between the gray-haired young man's back and the head of the bed After stuffing the pillow, the tray was delivered to Shuhei Bunbube.

"Hey, Jie's muscles are too hard, and the pillow is still comfortable." The gray-haired young man turned his back on Xia Youjie's legs as soon as he left Xia Youjie's legs, holding the porridge bowl and began to dislike him openly.

"..." The black-haired youth hesitated to speak.

Frankly admit it, it seems that I am a little worried about what I will miss in the future;

But he retorted that his muscles were not strong, and he felt as if he had lost somewhere;

As for forcing Wenbu Shuhei to try again, so that he can take back those words...

Xia Youjie slapped his forehead with a "slap", as if he could wipe away the thought that obviously exceeded the boundaries of a good friend.

"?" Bunbu Shuhei cast a questioning look on the porridge bowl.

"It's okay." The black-haired young man subconsciously raised his smile when facing the believer, with the red mark on his forehead, his eyes narrowed into arcs.

"..." Shuhei Bunbu raised his eyebrows if he felt something.

"I haven't apologized to you for that punch before." Xia Youjie changed the subject, and his guilty eyes fell on the bruises on Bunbu Shuhei's cheeks that had faded to only faint traces.

"But." The voice changed, "Shuhei, you were indeed too dangerous at that time."

"With [Please Don't Die] as a trigger condition, you have not yet determined the interference effect of the spell power on the supernatural ability, and you actually..."

Xia Youjie didn't really want to recall seeing a hideous wound across Wenbu Shuhei's neck, and it swept up from the bottom of his feet, drowning his own coldness in an instant.

"Ah...this." Wenbu Shuhei swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and looked at Xia Youjie sincerely, "It's impossible for [Please Don't Die] not to be effective."

Bunbu Shuhei answered in the affirmative.

"The death of a conjurer will not give birth to a curse spirit, and the spell power we possess will dissipate when we die." The gray-haired young man casually stirred the porridge in the bowl, "With my determination, I will definitely seize any chance of life, To prolong the time of dying—"

"Until the mana drops to a suitable level, Sister Jingzi seizes the opportunity to bring me back."

"And I explained it at the time."

"Until my revenge is complete, I will not die easily."

Same answer, different situation.

Before that, this sentence represented Shuhei Bunbu's obsession with revenge, but now, when the gray-haired young man said this sentence again, there was only a sense of loss in his heart.

Under Xia Youjie's watchful eyes, he said that he had completed his revenge, and the gray-haired young man sitting on the bedside showed obvious bewilderment in his eyes.

"..."

"I'm ready to give everything." The gray-haired young man looked down at the blue-glazed porridge bowl he was holding in both hands, his voice suddenly softened, as if he was talking in his sleep.

"But... I didn't expect it to be that simple."

Shuhei, the Ministry of Education, felt a little desire to confide.He looked up at Xia Youjie, looked past Xia Youjie, and looked at the sunshine outside the door.

"Before everything is over, I don't need to work hard." He smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head.

Xia Youjie sat closer to the gray-haired young man, thousands of words stuck in his throat.

Thinking of how the person in front of him once had a desperate mentality and regarded a behemoth as the target of the charge... Xia Youjie deeply regretted that he discovered it too late and participated too late.

But fortunately, Shuhei Bunbu's entire campaign against Reso was not an elegy of "the wind is rustling and the water is cold", but a concerted effort of "ten thousand people use their bows to shoot together".

"On the contrary, I didn't play much role." Wenbu Shuhei and Xia Youjie thought of something.

[Feishiyuan], [Bawuluo], [Scepter4], Supernatural Secret Service Division, Armed Detective Agency, Port Mafia, [Panxingjiao], Takehara Family, Wenbu Family, Tokyo Manga...even in Ten Thousand Mantras Under the indiscriminate massacre of spirits, [Jungle], who was originally an enemy, also stood on his side...

"I feel like a related family..." Breaking free from the disappointment, the gray-haired young man still did not forget to joke about himself.

"Jie, don't look at me like that!" Facing Xia Youjie's trembling gaze, Bunbu Shuhei blatantly refused, "This will make people misunderstand that I am terminally ill and will die in the next second." !"

"It's a bit regretful that I didn't contribute too much." Xia Youjie calmed his gaze, and was not disturbed by the other party's escape, and calmly responded to the other party's confession.

"..." He opened his mouth, facing Xia Youjie's gentle gaze, Bunbu Shuhei couldn't stop making jokes.

"Oh—how should I put it?" The gray-haired young man put the empty bowl and tray aside, interlocked his fingers, and placed them squarely on the quilt, with calm eyes, "I should have been prepared."

"The perpetrator enjoys power, forgets the victim, lives without worry, and even if he dies weeping bitterly, it is not sure how much genuine remorse there is in it."

"But the avengers have to go through grief, endure hardships, and work hard for more than ten years before they can get the long-overdue fairness..." Wenbu Shuhei paused, and then added, "Even if it succeeds, there will still be a future after the revenge is over." emptiness."

"That's something I should have known."

"But under the impact of emotions, I can't guarantee complete rationality. So at that time... I probably still had naive anger." He compared his thumb and index finger, "But there is a little bit."

"Just a little bit." Bunbu Shuhei emphasized.

Bunbu Shuhei didn't know, when his eyes fell on his fingertips, he looked a little lonely.

Xia Youjie also understands that, as Shuhei Bunbu said, people are not completely rational, so even if Shuhei Bunbu knows everything in his heart, he will still have this high fever and the confusion of facing a future without a goal after revenge is completed.

A pair of purple pupils stared intently at the young man with smoky gray hair.

Fragile, fragile... This kind of description is always a short-lived phantom in Bunbu Shuhei.Even if he suffers a blow, Shuhei Bunbe will quickly use the fragments of the past to spell out a new and stronger self—this is the case for him as a child, this is the case for him as a teenager, and the same is true for him as a young man.

Even if people feel pity in their hearts, they can never be underestimated.

"I'm going to sleep!" Xia Youjie's gaze made the gray-haired young man a little unbearable, he quickly got under the quilt, and then started to chase people away.

The embarrassment of the gray-haired young man made Xia Youjie smile slightly.He didn't say much, he straightened his cassock, took the tray and left Shuhei's bedroom.

Behind him, pale golden eyes looked at his back thoughtfully——

From the very beginning of entering the college to the present, Wenbu Shuhei only regarded Xia Youjie as an object to win over, to ordinary classmates, ordinary friends... to standing on the same front, sharing the past, and facing the behind-the-scenes together plot of the victim.

Wenbu Shuhei gave Xia Youjie too much attention.

The intention to use it at the beginning has completely changed by now...

The "caterpillar" squirmed a few times on the bed, and Shuhei Bunbube's upper body emerged from the quilt.

Understanding Xia Youjie made Bunbu Shuhei feel safe, and Xia Youjie's concern for him made Bunbu Shuhei full of possessive desire to take this warmth for himself...

So……

catch him?

The gray-haired young man raised his right hand and folded his five fingers towards the door, as if trying to catch something...

It also coincides with what the boy Shuhei Bunbe did in the dormitory when they first met a few years ago...

***

I don't know if it was due to Xia Youjie's incomparably bland diet, Shuhei Bunbube recovered soon after, and disappeared as soon as he was released from [Pan Xing Sect].

It seems inappropriate to say that it is missing... To be precise, Shuhei Bunbube seems to be everywhere, but if you look for it carefully, you will never be able to catch anyone.

Xia Youjie felt that the other party seemed to be planning something, but there was always no chance to ask him directly.

And finally, when the influence caused by the rope was almost wiped out, a clue appeared in front of Xia Youjie.

"Your Excellency Xia You!" Bunbu Shimizu stepped on his high heels, and quickly followed the black-haired young man in cassock in front of him.

"Miss Shimizu." Xia Youjie used the same address as Shuhei Wenbu, "Is there something wrong?"

"Have you met the Patriarch recently?" Bunbu Shimizu's face was full of anxiety.

"No." Xia Youjie was also a little distressed when he thought of someone who disappeared after he recovered.

"Oh! That's true!" Bunbu Shimizu turned around anxiously, "Then do you have a way to contact him?"

"Has something happened to Wenbu's family?" Xia Youjie took the initiative to ask concerned.

"It's not the Bunbu family." Bunbu Shimizu snapped open the folder, and showed Xia Youjie the source of her headache, "It's the head of the family."

Currently, the conjurer group is regarded as a special outsider, and is divided under the jurisdiction of [Scepter4].Therefore, Reiji Munakata, the Blue King, asked for a population census of conjurers.

On the report form of the Bunbu family, Shuhei Bunbu's name was followed by the words "died in the battle to exterminate the cursed spirit".

Xia Youjie frowned in displeasure, but his expression became complicated when he saw the name of the form submitter.

Author - Shuhei Bunbu.

However, it was this outrageous form that had already been passed by Munakata Ritsuji.

"What is he doing..." Xia Youjie had a headache.

But he didn't have a headache for a long time, and the worry-free guy bumped into his hand.

"Jie!" At the back door of [Pan Xing Sect], the gray-haired young man sitting on a simple packing box happily waved to him.

"I'm here to join the leader!"

"Please-accept-stay-!"

The author has something to say:

The cuckoo whale made a mistake in its prediction, and it takes another chapter of daily life to finish the main text. (repent)

Emotional development is so difficult to write, if the next book is still so stuck, I will write the next book without cp... (vicissitudes of life)

Whispered, the cuckoo whale once thought he was an emotional streamer.

Goo · 95% plot · Goo · Emotional drama bitter hand · Whale

(It's still easy to send a knife...)

Another: When I forgot whether it was Saturday or Sunday, Guguwhale looked at the background through jj's writing assistant app. When I put the phone in my pocket, I didn't lock the screen. I accidentally deleted four or five comments. I apologize here. wxya

(It is unscientific to say that there is no pop-up window for reconfirmation before the APP is deleted...)

And another: In the last chapter, Wutiao Wuji smashed the cat was just a meme, and Guguwhale didn't find the source, but the general context refers to a mischievous cat who doesn't obey orders.Good" seems to be pointed out by a friend in the mistakenly deleted comment.

感谢在2021-09-1822:43:26~2021-09-2223:32:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 safe;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of the scorching sun and no harm; 9 bottles of the West Building alone;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!