Don't come here, I'm not a random person!

Today was supposed to be a very normal day for Ryota Kise. She skipped work and ran out to buy birthday gifts for the girl she likes. While laying the groundwork, she confessed her love. Thinking about her development, isn’t it?

But at this time, he was hit hard on the spiritual level. He stared blankly through the glass window and saw two familiar and unfamiliar people in the coffee shop. My son didn't cry on the spot.

Fukiishi's birthday was obtained through an unknown person, and I was looking forward to giving her a surprise next month, but what's going on now, I'm completely shocked, okay?

The women who were also attracted by the hustle and bustle of the coffee shop looked curiously at the heartbroken handsome man standing outside the shop. His golden hair was not as exuberant as before, but like a big dog falling into the water, exuding a pitiful smell and brewing. The honey-sweet eyes sank to a withered color in the shadows.

I saw Kise Ryota sticking his hands on the surface of the window, staring at the "man and woman" hugging each other with wide eyes, who seemed to be in perfect harmony.

Hey, obviously you were with me last time.

↑Refers to the COS exhibition.

Kise Ryota opened the door of the store, and the tinkling wind chimes attracted the attention of some people. Misaki Ayuzawa belongs to this category. She hurriedly passed through the crowded crowd. It's not that she can't understand the reason why this group of people are crazy, but Don't disturb the business of the store!

After her action, Hyoudou Wuzuki began to instruct other people to evacuate the crowd, and the situation of secretly filming like just now must be dealt with!

Under the premise that the cute store manager rarely showed the courage of the elderly, everyone acted urgently, found the person who took the sneak shot and asked them to delete the photos, and put some of the photos away to maintain order and privacy.

At this time, Misaki Natsuzawa staggered out of the crowd and greeted the new guests with a professional smile.

"Welcome back, Master!"

Kise Ryota stopped her as soon as he raised his head.

Isn't this person a model you often see in magazines?Whoa!Is this kind of person also a maid accuser?

Misaki Natsuzawa thought silently of another golden-haired pervert who was haunting her, and hurriedly shook her head in her heart, no, no, this is too rude to the guests!

After a short period of distraction, Misaki Natsuzawa quickly showed the courage to be the student council president in the school, and resisted Ryo Kise's aggrieved Bara's gaze.

"Guest?" Why do you keep staring at me?Is it really abnormal?

The smile on the corners of Misaki Natsuzawa's mouth was about to stiffen, with question marks all over her face. She didn't seem to have rich experience like Shibayama Camellia, so most of the time she relied on her intuition to distinguish the attributes of the person in front of her.

Kise Ryota is obviously not the kind of fool she can deal with proficiently. Although his academic performance is not very good, Kise is undoubtedly worthy of the title of genius.

I saw him aggrieved and said: "Do the two of you come here often?"

Misaki Natsuzawa looked over, Fukiishi and... her boyfriend is really...

"Sorry, those two are customers who just came today, but they just participated in the activities in the store. Would you like to participate as a guest?"

She smiled, tears streaming down her face.

What kind of event is it that requires boys to wear women's clothing!

Kise Ryota's mind was stunned by the kiss of the two, and then he realized the fact that Akashi was wearing women's clothing, and in an instant he showed a stupid face as if petrified.

"Then, how long will the two people over there have to participate in the event?"

Misaki Natsuzawa smiled like a flower and said quickly: "It will end soon!" If it doesn't end, I will let it end!The store is out of control, okay? !

Afterwards, she was obviously relieved when she saw the boy in front of her, and scratched her cheek in embarrassment, exuding a youthful aura of a big boy.

"I'm a friend of the two of them. When they're done, you can... No, it's Chuishi, can you ask her to come out and see me?"

Misaki Natsuzawa: "...Excuse me, what is the relationship between you and Fukiishi-san...?"

Kise Ryota looked bitter, "Should they be friends?"

The girl QAQ likes seems to just owe me a favor!

The last time we met, I still specially sent clothes and accommodation expenses, and I didn't treat myself as a friend at all!

Are you going to rob someone with Akashi?Just think about it!But, but I won't lose!Even if it's Akashi... woo...

While he was waiting at the back door of the store, a series of inner thoughts swam across his head like a barrage of bullets. Usui Takumi, who was also waiting for someone in the alley at the back door, looked curiously at the noisy door for a while, and quickly looked away. His eyes flicked around the person beside him, and after a while he returned to his original posture, with one eye half-opened in disinterest.

The atmosphere between the two men was silent and terrifying, as if there was a strange atmosphere floating from one of them, Usui Takumi stared at a pair of eyes, and silently opened the distance, wanting to get away from the strange aura. Kise Ryota's side.

Due to the confrontation between the two of them, the alley behind the coffee shop has become a shura field where even stray dogs will not pass by.

Akashi Seijuro, who came out with a change of equipment, breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, he seemed to think of something, raised his hand and stroked his lips, a gentle stream of light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he was quite gentlemanly ready to wait until Fukiishi came out He came out of the changing room, but the vibration in his pocket made him frown subconsciously, and the name on the screen gave him a not-so-good premonition.

Fukiishi changed his clothes and came out to see Akashi Seijuro with an apologetic face. The other party's expression was subtly displeased, which made him look more like a high school student than a distinguished guest.

"Are you leaving?"

He didn't need to say it out loud, Fukiishi had already guessed everything intelligently, and he knew how busy Akashi was usually, and he was able to come out and date her all day, and to be honest, she was actually surprised.

Akashi Seijuro said apologetically, "Yes."

Blowing Stone's curved eyes: "It's okay, I had a good time."

Akashi Seijuro couldn't help laughing when he thought of the experience just now.

"Me too."

Fukiishi: "Then the last question..." The index finger is between the lips, and there is a light in the eyes, "Are you happy today?"

"……um, yes."

Akashi Seijuro didn't know what kind of mood he was in to get in the car to pick him up, but he subconsciously looked in the direction of Fukiishi before closing the car door.

Noticing Akashi's gaze, Fukiishi shook his hand at him, mouthed "see you next time" generously, and then smiled brightly as if thinking of something happy.

Seeing her like this, Akashi Seijuro suddenly softened his heart and ordered the driver to drive, but there was no way to send the text message to Fukiishi.

The newsletter is very simple, with only one question, just like the last question Fukiishi asked, the content is as follows——

What does your kiss mean?

Chuishi, who was left hanging in the crowd, went back to the shop to help them till the door closed, and took the two boxes of cakes stuffed into Wuyue's hand and some part-time wages, and forcefully pushed the door out.

Resignedly thinking that she came to help voluntarily, she also felt warm and put away the money and things carefully. Under the street lights in summer night, she walked forward stepping on the shadow of the sky, but she stopped after walking a few steps. Coming down, a figure under the street lamp had a slender height like a model, and his amber eyes were full of attractive capital. He looked at her like a big dog who couldn't get his favorite bone.

Fuishi waved away this unknown delusion, walked towards him with a smile.

"Are you waiting for me?"

In fact, there is no need to ask specifically, because Kise Ryota almost wrote "I'm waiting for you" on his face.

There was still a present in his pocket that he was going to give Fukiishi next month, but when facing himself, he couldn’t open his mouth. It wasn’t until Fukiishi asked why he came to her in confusion that Kise Ryota’s nasal voice was muffled Said: "I saw you in the store by chance...was that Akashi just now?"

Of course he saw the picture of Fukiishi sending Akashi to him!But, but... KISS is an in-store event, right? QAQ

Kise Ryota asked without hope, and Fukiishi replied as if there was nothing wrong with the words: "It's an invitation."

"Invitation?" Kise Ryo repeated in confusion.

Fuishi briefly talked about the matter, and said indifferently: "I was bothering him before, but since I decided to make him happy, shouldn't it be natural to do things that will make him happy?"

"This is so weird!"

Kise Ryota, who vaguely sensed something was wrong, immediately denied: "Where is this kind of hospitality? Fukiishi, did you learn from someone badly?!" In desperation, even Little Fukiishi stopped calling, which shows his astonishment .

However, Blowing Stone seemed to be unable to understand the source of his anger at all, with a gentle and amiable arc hanging on the corner of his mouth, and even his eyes seemed to be a tolerant sea, assimilating all edges and corners.

"Is there something wrong with this? Akashi is very happy, isn't he?" She patted her chest, "It's just some small things, I can feel it, and I have nothing to lose, Kise-kun, why are you angry?"

"Why?" Kise Ryo looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, and was about to refute, but suddenly stopped his voice.

The entire darkness was dragged behind him, half of Fukiishi's figure was blurred, although he was still smiling and looked the same as before, but he suddenly couldn't understand what kind of heart this person had.

Fuishi has always been beautiful, whether she looks like a knife, porcelain, or a clear spring, even if she is a dead thing, she still has her own proud and unyielding soul. The flame of hope that infects everyone.But this time, Fuishi, who is right in front of him, seems to have something deeper flowing out of his soul. The cold and viscous substance freezes the flame at the most beautiful moment. It can be said that the form is still so beautiful, but the essence is not. It's already biting cold...

Kise Ryota suddenly felt fear from Fukiishi, who has always been warm. His keen characteristics made him aware of a part of the other party that was completely different from himself in this disagreement, and he was at a loss for this. A huge gap suddenly appeared in the originally stable relationship. , he clearly saw that this difference in concept separated the distance like a moat between the two.

"Blowing Stone..." He said dumbly, "You shouldn't understand..."

If it's you, if it's you who responds tenderly to everyone from the bottom of your heart...you shouldn't know what it will bring!

Naihe Fuishi seemed to really not understand his worries and contradictions, and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder, his smile still so relaxed and happy.

"You may be too tired, do you need me to take you home to rest early?"

"No, no need, I'm a little confused..." Kise Ryota moved his eyes around so as not to fall on Fukiishi, and at the same time he carefully distanced himself from Fukiishi, so it was obviously different from before, and it was impossible for Fukiishi not to see it , so she followed Ryota's wishes and stopped approaching the past, shrugging her shoulders, "Then goodbye."

Kise Ryota clenched his hands tightly, bit his lips tangled, couldn't help but looked up when the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and with just this one glance, he saw countless shadows behind Fukiishi, although those shadows were fleeting , but the cold air coming out of his heart made him shiver subconsciously.

Fukiishi, who was walking ahead, didn't seem to notice Kise Ryota's gaze at all, until she took a shortcut and turned into a rare alley, the sound of the air conditioner dripping water became the only dubbing along the way, breathing and heartbeat unconsciously overlapped Separated... The crescent moon in the sky was pulled down from the high seat of the night at this moment, so close that the curved arc could be seen clearly.

"It's really a rude accusation. For a woman like the main hall, I don't know how many men in Heian capital are eager for your favor."

It was as if silk and bamboo music spread out into a painting with the words, and the unhurried aristocratic accent filled the front road like the moonlight. It was clearly the voice from behind, but even the front was affected, of course, because the walker stopped. Step forward.

Fukiishi turned around and calmly called out his name.

"San Riyue, are you praising me?"

"Why, I'm blaming you, Lord Hall." Sanriyue lifted up the black hair that Fuishi had grown recently, but unfortunately the short ends of the hair were not enough to sniff under his nose, so he could only give up this plan and start over again. Staring at his master, "I heard that you used Tsurumaru a while ago?"

Fukiishi: "Yeah."

"He made a big announcement when he went back," Mikazuki Zongjin lowered his indistinguishable eyes, and smiled elegantly, "Is the main hall finally planning to enter Honmaru?"

Fuishi shook his head: "No such plan."

"...I didn't expect you to say that." Sanriyue put away the palm on the back of Fuishi's neck, her face was refined, her reserved eyes fell on her with the moonlight in the sky, and she resumed the previous topic, "Your friend It’s not wrong to say that, since you are a woman of this era, you should naturally do things in line with this era, but you will definitely be very popular in Heian-kyo, Lord Hall.”

"Really?" Fuishi tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. Today's much gentler face was suddenly pierced by the sharp sword energy, and the corners of his eyes and brows were all sharp. "Curse me in a different way, do you think I can't hear it?"

San Riyue said with a faint smile: "In my time, noble ladies could choose whoever they wanted to have a private meeting at night, but in the daytime, the bamboo curtains and light fans blocked the beauty and affection, leaving only her long hair and a silhouette... Dian, you took away that boy's heart, but only left him with a sweet illusion that is not even a phantom."

Hearing these educational words, Fukiishi's response was very flat.

"At that moment, at that moment, that's what he wanted."

"So you gave it to him when you found out, because he offered a suitable tribute?" San Riyue accurately pointed out the truth, with a hint of complexity on her face, "What a strong divinity, the main hall , you are becoming more and more similar to the monarch on the Gaotian Plain."

Fuishi frowned, "Gao Tianyuan? Amaterasu?" Seeing Miriyue nodding, she asked interestedly, "You want to gossip about him?"

Sanri Yuezong lowered his voice: "The main hall."

"Okay, okay!" Fuishi helplessly raised his hands in surrender, and at the same time raised his feet and walked forward, "What is the divinity you are talking about? What is the tribute?"

Sankai Yuezong has always maintained a distance of three steps, followed behind Fuishi, the moon was half cloudy, and under the shadows, a bright moon seemed to be shining brightly on the blue hunting clothes. He spoke in a contemptuous and gentle tone. Divinity, for example, take Amaterasu as an example.

"Amaterasu is the god of the sun, and his light shines on the world equally. The same is true in terms of emotional concepts. He has a harem of [-] million people, but what he is obsessed with is not stunning women, but ordinary women. These women are extremely ordinary. At first glance, they seem to look exactly the same, but this is part of his divinity, equality and justice."

Fuishi couldn't help asking, "Isn't it weird?"

"Gods only have a part of humanity, and compared with the divinity, this part of humanity is just a bridge to communicate with mortals. Compared with the divinity that is the basis of existence, the insignificant humanity is more often used for innocuous purposes. It’s just for humans to speculate about the gods.”

Sanri Yuezong said casually: "I wait for Fusangshen to live on the utensils. After years of use, people have spirits. Turning spirits into gods is what we talk about. Faith. If someone believes in us, believe in us, we will I was born in the years, but it is exactly the same. The low-level divinity is contaminated with too many human desires, and is depicted with too many colors. The lowness of the godhead also makes me wait a lot of times like a human being. Create unneeded cravings..."

Fuishi suddenly turned his head at this moment, and Sanriyue's outstretched hand touched her face unknowingly, the warmth of human flesh and blood was transmitted back through his fingertips, and a faint struggle flashed across his face.

Puzzled, he slapped Sanriyue's hand away, and Fuishi pointed at himself, "Then think about it the other way around, what's wrong with me?"

Her tone was subtly ironic, and Sanriyue lowered her eyes, "Your divinity is incomparable, it has always existed in your body, and now it is slowly recovering, leading you into the realm of God."

"..."

"..."

"Just kidding," Fuishi shrunk his body while covering his face, "just kidding! One said that I am not a human being, and the other said that I am a god, which made me very confused. Now, am I not even 'myself'? "

Sanri Yuezong looked at his master without saying a word. The words of the other party were full of struggles like a real person. He couldn't help but want to know what kind of existence the other party's parents were. How could they combine the supreme divinity with such pure Che's human nature was fabricated together to form such a perfect "human god".

Whether it is from the perspective of a god or a mortal, Fushi Nuonuo is undoubtedly the highest masterpiece.

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In fact, you should have noticed when Fukiishi asked Akashi to hold hands. If it was her before, she would take the initiative to avoid actions that might cause ambiguity, but she didn't refuse this time, and she wondered why I refused.

Reminiscent of the many characteristics of Japanese gods, they will not refuse people's offerings. Yes, Akashi's help, gentleness, and connivance, have unconsciously changed their taste in Fukiishan, who is gradually deified.

To receive is to be answered, to ask is to be given.

The previous chapter explained from various aspects that Fukiishi has a precise grasp of Akashi's mind, so is it not surprising that the gods grasp the hearts of believers?

Hearing the prayers of believers, the gods will respond to believers in a happy mood.

Therefore, "happiness" appears frequently in the dialogue.

It's unbelievable, I've reminded Fukiishi of deification before, but none of you have noticed! !

Huh, it's a super long chapter, I didn't expect to write so much, remember to comment for me!