[Shaman King] He has a cat

When there are more than a dozen black households in your family, the first thing you have to face is the problem of accommodation.

In this regard, the solution proposed by Ma Canghao is very simple.

"Can't we all go out and live?"

It was afternoon, and the sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Shen Du was resting on the sofa, but sat up straight unconsciously upon hearing this.

After a moment of silence, she put down the water glass and confirmed with him cautiously: "Are you talking about everyone?"

Everyone here refers specifically to Ma Canghao's retainers.

Those people now have neither money nor status, and they suddenly came to a strange era inexplicably. With a single word, he was going to drive everyone to the street.

But the person who washed the dishes in the kitchen did not raise any objections, and the other people in the living room did not make a sound. Ma Canghao's retainers seemed to be accustomed to this, and what he said and did was justified and unquestionable truth.

Ma Cang thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Little Heitan can stay."

"...What about money and identity?" Shen Du asked, "Even if you don't live in a hotel, you still have to spend money in a B&B, right?"

"You don't have to worry about money."

She turned her head, and it was Rakist who spoke. The tall man bent slightly, his tone and posture were very respectful.

"We have our own way."

"..."

Ma Cang smiled and reminded: "Remember to be gentle."

Rakist: "Of course."

"..."

She looked at Ma Canghao.

"It won't kill anyone," he told her gently. "They're doing things properly."

Rakist: "I can assure you on behalf of my lord that we will not destroy the original appearance of this era."

This sentence made her unable to bear to look at this smart man more.

Now that we've talked about this, Shen Du can't say anything more.The main reason was that the other party was too polite. Judging from his appearance alone, this man was at least 40 years old. He looked like an Italian gangster and a church priest bowed his head in front of her, which made her a little embarrassed.

"...Let's live for three days first. You guys have taken care of everything in these three days. It won't be too late to move out after you get used to this era."

Ma Cang turned around and said, "No, they are going to move out today."

"...They are your retainers, right?"

"Yes, they are my retainers." He smiled unhurriedly, "So everything is up to me."

She sighed: "...No matter how you say it, you have to give people at least three days to adapt."

Ma Canghao: "One day is the limit."

Shen Du: "...three days."

"one day."

"Three days."

"one day."

"..."

Everyone in the kitchen looked in the direction of the living room. The Mexican guitarist's gaze stayed for a while. He was wearing goggles and his face was covered by a mask, making it difficult for people to see clearly the expression on his face immediately. expression.

When she looked over, the other party had quietly withdrawn her gaze.

Ma Cangye: "How about two days?"

The boy wearing earphones stood in front of the coffee table, scratched his head and smiled, "Take a middle number."

"..." The two looked at him together.

Shen Du: "Two days then."

Asakura didn't object aloud.

Today was the first time she took out her phone to order something, she couldn't remember clearly.

"Since we're staying for two days, let's do some shopping first." She was interrupted halfway through shopping in the supermarket, and she didn't have time to buy anything.

With so many people's things, one car must not be able to fit them in. Shen Du opened the supermarket's door-to-door delivery software, and handed the phone in the direction of Ma Cangye: "Put whatever you need into the shopping basket."

"..." The other party didn't answer, and looked behind her over her shoulder.

After a moment of silence, Shen Du sighed, turned around and put the phone in Ma Canghao's hand.

"what are you looking for?"

Then she saw him click on the shampoo page.

"..."

Shen Du: "?"

The page kept sliding down, but it never stopped. He quickly looked through all kinds of shampoos.

A few minutes later, Ma Canghao raised his eyes: "What do you usually use?"

She casually reported a more commonly used brand.

Ma Canghao: "That's it."

There was a gasp of air from around the living room, those retainers who hadn't blinked their eyes when they were about to be thrown into the street by Ma Canghao, all of them looked like the sky was falling, even Rakist's gaze They all floated away.

"My lord...?!"

His face was full of disbelief, filled with righteous indignation.

Those who didn't know thought she had just set fire to Ma Cang's good hair.

"...Is there something wrong with this shampoo?"

She glanced at the group of people, then at Ma Canghao who was sitting calmly on the sofa, and finally her eyes fell on the boy's beautiful and smooth long brown hair.

"No." Asakura said with a smile, "There is no problem."

The surrounding fell silent.

"...My lord," Xiao Heitan tugged at the edge of his cloak, and looked towards her, "You haven't introduced me all this time."

Ma Canghao's voice softened: "That's right."

There was a bad premonition in her heart, she tried to give him a look, but he acted as if he didn't see it.

Asakura pretended to be thinking seriously, bent his eyes and said with a smile:

"It should be considered first love."

……

The downstairs exploded, and she had to go upstairs in the end.

A house with five bedrooms and one living room, two bedrooms upstairs, three bedrooms downstairs, and a relatively spacious family room on the second floor, which is equivalent to a small living room, which can sleep at least five or six people, but needs to be cleaned first. The PS4 and Xbox left by my cousin.

Shen Du dialed the phone, and the person over there quickly picked it up.

She briefly explained the situation.

"I have a friend here and need to borrow the family room."

"Oh—" her cousin drew out her voice, "my friend."

She added calmly: "There are thirteen people in total."

The rippling voice just now disappeared immediately, and her cousin was silent for a while: "...is it so fierce?"

Then carefully added: "Remember to take it easy when you're having a party at home."

Shen Du hung up the phone.

After the room was allocated, the sky outside quickly darkened.

The sunset in summer in California is at eight o'clock in the evening, and the gorgeous fire cloud dyes the sky a reddish red. She posted a simple operating instruction on the washing machine and dryer, all in Japanese.

...God knows why everyone speaks Japanese.

Could it be that the lingua franca of that world is Japanese?

The street lights came on and the moon climbed into the night sky.She took a combat shower in the bathroom on the second floor, returned to the corridor after drying her hair, and unexpectedly saw Hiroshi Asakura in a sweatshirt outside her room door.

He really likes stars, whether it is earrings, gloves, clothes or pants, all have the pattern of pentagrams.

Shen Du clasped his hands: "I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you have come to the door yourself."

Ma Canghao asked knowingly, "What's the deal?"

Xiao Heitan poked his head out from the opposite room, also wearing a pajamas with a star pattern.

... kind of cute.

She came back to her senses: "...What nonsense were you talking to the children before!"

Asakura narrowed his eyes.

He smiled softly and said, "I'm obviously serious."

"..."

"Do you still have a seat here?" Asakura said gently, "Other places are too crowded."

Shen Du looked at him, then at his own room, and said slowly: "Do you want to sleep here tonight?"

Ma Canghao: "Isn't it normal for couples to sleep together?"

"...You are not of legal marriage age now."

"But we're married."

Shen Du: "According to the laws and regulations, if a husband and wife have not seen each other for three years, they are considered divorced."

Ma Canghao turned his head: "Even more than 1000 years ago, no one strictly followed that set."

"Yeah," she said unhurriedly, "sometimes three months is enough."

"..."

Little Heitan raised his head: "What are they talking about?"

The silver-haired holding spirit appeared from behind Ma Cangye: "It should be the law of the Heian era."

Ma Cangye laughed dryly.

"..."

"Little Heitan doesn't want to sleep with you tonight?" Shen Du threw out his trump card.

Ma Cang turned his head around, Xiao Heitan paused for a moment, then retracted his head with a whoosh.

Before hiding in the room across the corridor, she did not forget to emphasize loudly: "Little Heitan can sleep by himself!"

"..."

dry.

Ma Canghao turned his head, with a look of "you see" on his face.

She and him were in a stalemate for a long time, and finally opened the door helplessly: "I have to write paperwork for a while tonight, do you mind turning on the desk lamp?"

"Well, it doesn't matter."

"Is it okay to lay the floor?"

"of course."

The other party was so easy to talk that she didn't know what to say.

The progress of the paperwork has fallen too much in the past few days. When she turned on the computer, she was not used to the sight behind her at first, and gradually forgot the time after she got into the state.

The phone on the table suddenly ding-dong and vibrated.Shen Du casually touched the phone and looked, it was a photo sent by her cousin, the national park where the camping was open, and the comet in the night sky was clearly visible.

"It was taken a few days ago."

The chat history box vibrated again.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"..." She looked at the picture without speaking.

The comet, which is rare for modern people in the city, has been seen many times in the night sky thousands of years ago.

The bright Milky Way, the meteor shower across the night sky from time to time, and the twinkling stars in the sky.

She has never forgotten the heart-pounding shock, incomparable beauty, and the moment when she looked up at the starry sky from the earth and almost brought tears to her eyelashes.

After a pause, Shen Du closed the computer.

When she turned around, she found that the people behind were still asleep.

"...Why are you still awake?"

Ma Canghao: "Have you finished writing?"

It might be a problem with the light, the expression on his face was too gentle, it almost made her feel that the time went back a thousand years ago for a moment.

She looked away slightly: "...not yet, but that's all for today."

After a pause, she said, "Why are you still wearing earrings?"

"...Ah, this one." Ma Cang said with a smile, "I forgot to pick it."

"..."

Shen Du turned his head: "I seem to already know what you are going to say."

"Aren't things going on in the morning?" Asakura said softly, "I remember you were curious."

——"Aren't the earrings heavy?"

... It is impossible to say that I am not curious.

The night outside the window was quiet, and the desk lamp on the table dimmed with warm light. She thought about it for a while, and felt that the other party was still not asleep. Most likely it was because she was turning on the desk lamp or typing too loudly on the keyboard.

"...Okay," she sighed, "I can pick off the earrings for you."

What Ma Cang likes to wear is the pentagram earrings. The earrings are inserted through the ear holes with silver needles, and the needle points are fixed with earplugs.

Her long brown hair slid down as he moved closer, and she had to pull up the long hair that was in the way and keep it behind his ear.

"You don't move."

She hasn't had her ears pierced herself, so she's not sure if removing the earrings will hurt.

Ma Canghao bent his eyes and kept his original movements motionless.

She carefully removed the earplugs, slightly loosened the silver needle that went through the ear hole, looked at Ma Cang several times to make sure that he didn't show any signs of pain, and then took off the whole earring.

In doing so, she inevitably touched his earlobe.

The fingertips that brushed the other's earlobe became a little hot, and she quickly pulled her hand back.

But a little slower.

A warm shadow suddenly enveloped her, and Ma Canghao held her wrist at that moment, and the distance between them suddenly narrowed.

"..."

Breathing between her fingers, she narrowly blocked his face at the last moment.

Amber eyes narrowed slightly.

The narrow gap in the space made the air thinner, and the breath belonging to another person was close at hand. Even though the height difference between the two was not much different, she felt that she was being suppressed, as if taking a step back would reach a dead corner.

"..." Without moving his hand away, Shen Du took a deep breath and slowly raised his gaze.

"Underage," she said emphatically.

"No."

The author has something to say:

Ma Canghao: Shaman King's comics have a ceiling of combat power. There are no defeated villains. The habit is to take a shower twice a day, and only use one shampoo brand that is said to be very expensive.

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