The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

Dianci's heart instantly cooled down.He sat up and stared at Mazima, frozen into a stiff and ridiculous stone statue with a smile on his face.

However, this stone statue is no longer a simple and ignorant teenager, he has learned to resist.The crimson pupils tightened, and he said every word. "You are lying."

Machima smiled silently.She lay flat on the bed, even stretched her arms, lazily showing the beauty of her body.Her relaxed posture aroused Denji's anger instead.He turned over immediately, with both hands resting on both sides of the woman's pillow.

"You're lying, aren't you, Miss Marchma?"

The electricity at the top completely enveloped the woman's figure.It was the first time to look down at a woman with pink hair, and he suddenly discovered that the unattainable Miss Machima... seemed not as far away as he imagined.

There was no rejection or disgust in her eyes, and she couldn't find anything that could hurt him.Dian lowered his eyelids again and again, his gaze fell on her lips involuntarily, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

The male protagonist in the movie will take the initiative to kiss the woman he loves.You can also follow suit and kiss directly.

...if he could muster enough courage.

Was he really what Miss Marchma said, waiting for her orders like a dog?

"I like Dianci very much. After all, you are the most obedient child I have ever seen."

When each other's breaths were about to intersect, Mazima's fingers passed between the young man's fingers, and they clasped their palms.The voice is also like their intertwined fingers, soft and lingering.

"It's not just a pet that comes to your door on its own initiative, but it has been loyally waiting for its owner for so many years. It really deserves the reward it deserves..."

Just as he was about to refute, Mazima suddenly grabbed the triangular black pull ring on his chest and pulled it down.Almost at the same time, Denji hastily leaned over and held her troubled hand.

In an instant, there was no gap between the two of them.Dianci clings tightly to the woman's body, feeling her heartbeat and body temperature.The tactile sensation of every inch of the curve is engraved in the mind as fast as lightning, which is extremely clear.

So warm, so soft...

Even if it broke his heart, Miss Marchma's attraction was deadly.Denji, who realized this, became more and more desperate.

"Miss Marchma..."

The culprit was still smiling, unaffected at all, as if it was just one of the mischievous huskies that was pressing on his chest.She didn't let go, but meant something. "It's just that if Xiao misses Master, don't you think you should pay more~?"

The body of an adult is firm and smooth, and feels excellent in the hand. It doesn't look like the little pitiful one it used to be.It's just that Pochita's wagging tail still reminds Makima of the dark past about Denji.

That wonderful first encounter made her glance at a soul-stirring monster.

Machima wants to see the Chainsaw Man, try again.

But this time, Dianci's reaction was faster than hers.He rejected her in an unrepentant way.

The woman's hand stroked back and forth on the back.Except for a part below that is getting hotter and more intense, the strength of the electric suppression has also become unsteady, and the breathing is rough/heavy.

However, no matter how confused he was, he still held her hand tightly, and there was no chance of calling out the chainsaw man.

This made Maqima almost helpless. "Electric times..."

"I'm not your pet!"

It's so hard to fight desire.The young man who had never passed the exam felt exhausted and his face was flushed. "You obviously like me! That promise, and when I bit my finger...I felt it!"

"You clearly know that [Dianci] is willing to do anything for you!"

He almost yelled out aggrieved. "Even so, you still want to dominate [Chain Saw Man]... Do you want Pochita's obedience?!"

"What are you talking about, Dianci?" said the dominating demon. "The one who wants to be my pet is you."

"Do I need to remind you? You told me yourself at the time."

She stretched her arms and fully embraced the youth above.He who had just been hoarse, was almost forced to press his head down, allowing the woman to rub his hair intimately.

"'It's amazing to be Miss Machima's pet!'"

She raised her voice, imitating the time she was so excited that she couldn't find her way ten years ago, and then giggled again. "Do you remember now, Denji?"

"..."

The ridicule from the devil penetrated into Dianci's eardrums at close range, and blew through the atrium with a cool breeze.

He remembered, and got more discouraged.

If the cruelest man in the world has a heart of stone, Maqma must have a heart of wood.It seemed soft, but no matter what he said, it couldn't melt the devil's heart.

Could this be the end of him and Machima?

To be a dog that responds to requests, as long as there are hugs and kisses in front of him, maybe there are more perverted things, will he follow Maqima without hesitation?

Close your eyes once.

Now he doesn't want to see anything, doesn't want to hear anything.Just pretending to be her husky, as long as it stays still, it can lie on a woman's body and be treated tenderly.

But Machima continued, still treating Denji like a dog, muttering to herself.

"Speaking of which, I told you once, you will do anything for me, right?"

"Yes……"

"Then, how about you go and call that child named Lacey over?"

"Lee, Lacey?"

Hearing the unexpected name from Makima's mouth suddenly, Denji opened his eyes in surprise.He swallowed, his heart beating like a drum, "What do you want Reese to come over for...?"

"...Miss Marchma?"

Denji raised his arms suspiciously.Maqima remained calm, letting the young man's crimson eyes sweep back and forth.Putting away the lustful side that was maliciously revealed, Maqima turned back into the elegant and intellectual woman in his memory.

But intuition is desperately sounding the alarm.Almost in an instant, Denji saw that there was another meaning in this calmness.

Over the course of ten years, he had savored the few moments he had with Machima countless times.Her smile, her frown, her expressionless face, every Miss Machima in her memory has been swallowed by the hungry electricity and savored carefully.

The force of biting his fingers became a tattoo on his skin, which got deeper and deeper as time went on.The puppy that came to her door knew [Miss Macchima] better than she imagined.It was this kind of telegram that quickly saw the woman's heart clearly.

——she wanted Lacey to die here.

"Aren't you my dog, Dianci? The dog only needs to answer woof."

Glancing at the bewildered young man, Mazima said softly. "If you can't even do this... just get off me."

……

"Did that guy get out in the end?"

"No, I've been dawdling for a long time, and I'm so anxious that I don't know what to do."

"I can already imagine what kind of expression he will make. It is definitely the kind that makes people angry."

The man on the phone coughed lightly, as if he wanted to laugh out loud, but had to hold back. "So, what did you do in the end?"

"I asked him if he wanted to change the owner. I used a rough/brutal way." Macchima said. "Also, are you gloating at that, Shir?"

The dark-haired man laughed even more wantonly. "No, of course not."

"Laugh out loud if you want to."

Passengers waiting around fidgeted to and fro.Machima glanced at her watch, then looked up to check the timetable hanging on the station platform.No doubt the tram was late. "Don't wait for me tonight, I will go back to the apartment where I lived before."

"...Miss, are you venting your anger?"

"how could be?"

The pink-haired woman was surprised. "Anyway, Mr. Wu has generously returned the apartment, so I have no reason to live in Fuhei's house anymore, right?"

As soon as this answer came out, it blocked all the words on Shier's end.

"Tsk, that kid from the Gojo family still has so many things to do."

"Anyway, let me tell you that I have returned. Don't be too surprised to see him in the future." Mazima said. "I'll get back to you later."

"After that? Do you mean to make me wait another ten years?"

"... Shir?"

Machima frowned at the question from the Sorcerer Killer.She was about to ask something, when the sudden touch at her feet made the woman lower her head, and happened to miss Fu Heisher's confession.

"How should I put it, I suddenly began to understand Denji. When encountering this type of opponent, there seems to be no other way but to stalk him."

"I've been thinking recently... why didn't you think of using your ability on me ten years ago?"

"Want to see that down-and-out guy mutiny, or is there some other reason?"

"Sometimes I really wonder what it's like for people who are thinking about you..."

"Hey, are you listening?"

"Sorry, Shir... I didn't hear what you said just now."

He picked up the dog sniffing at his feet and handed it to the young man with blue hair.She waved goodbye to Heizi Tetsuya, whom she hadn't seen for many years and who had forgotten about "Machima", before returning to the phone.

"What were you talking about?"

"……nothing."

At the end of the phone call, Fu Heisher sighed softly.He quickly returned to his previous tone to Makima.

"Let's take a look at your dogs if you have nothing to do. And tell me... tell me..."

Maqima listened patiently, when Shirka paused for a while but couldn't think of a welcome word, so she simply returned to normal. "That guy is definitely having fun, let him die."

Very concise. "Next time I'll tell him myself!"

……

After Mazima hung up the phone, she waited for a while.The tram still didn't arrive at the stop, she put her hands in her pockets, and couldn't help recalling what happened at Hayakawa's house earlier.

Machima killed Denji, and Denji killed her.

In other words, they lost their minds to a certain extent.In the case of incapable of verbal communication, blood became the only way to appease the demon's nerves.

After she ordered Dianci to call Reese over, the young man's shock and passivity seemed to Mazima to be silent resistance.No matter how intimidating and intimidating, Denji's stubbornness and disobedience began to emerge again, and he even said what Machima wanted to laugh out loud.

"Miss Macchima, are you jealous about Lacey?"

"Because Reese said that she likes me, so Ms. Macchima... is angry?"

And in the next second, Machima inserted/into Denji's chest.

The moment he touched the heart, the young man's eyes shone brightly, and he immediately blocked the hand that was about to succeed.The chainsaw man appeared in an instant, and the dominating demon also left.They fought from bed to under bed, and then from Hayakawa's house to the outside in one breath.During this period, an unknown number of Japanese people died in their lives, but Maqima did not count them, nor did they have any calls.

Because the youth is pushed to the limit by the demon.

Without the energy to think about other things, Denji propped up his tattered body and said to Machima. "I'm not a dog anymore."

"I'm Denji, a human being, a man who wants to be treated as an equal with Ms. Makma...and Makma."

Men who treat each other as equals are still holding on to the gun bullets that have been blasted in the face by dear Miss Marchma. "As a man, what's wrong with wanting to hug the woman you like?"

With a blank expression on her face, Machima unleashes the cosmic demons and violent demons she dominates.And the times still go their own way.

"I've wanted to hug you since ten years ago, Miss Macchima."

Her hand plunged/into his chest again.This time, however, Machima stopped moving.

She felt Pochita's heart beating steadily, and the moment they touched each other, the dog with the chainsaw head said to her in consciousness...

——Even if you want the heart of the chainsaw man, I only have the heart of the electric times here.

——Besides, what you want is clearly [something else], right?

……

Dianci, who was lying in a pool of blood, finally said that many years ago, he wanted to be Maqima's pet.

Being touched by a woman and not worrying about eating and drinking is the top life in his dream.

However, after being called into the Japanese police by Machima and seeing the captive huskies, Dianci knew clearly that he absolutely did not want to be one of the seven or eight dogs.

Because Denji just wanted to be Miss Machima's only one.

Even as a dog, he is the most jealous and will kill other dogs.

Ordinary pets do not violate the will of their owners.No matter how jealous a pet is, it will have to bow its head for the owner's wish.But the electric times just can't do this.He is rebellious and not dominated.He is still very greedy, and he wants more and more things, no longer limited to the love that Mazima gave.

He wanted Miss Marchma's heart, her affections, all of her.

But the woman he likes is also a demon who is stingy with emotions, and is best at using other people's admiration to achieve his goals.And even if Maqima wrote "bad" and "crumbs" on her face, there were still people who were staring at her and wanted to carve it up.Let Dianci both annoyed and jealous.

After Makima tries to take out Pochita's heart, Denji realizes that he shouldn't have expected demons to fall in love like humans in the first place.

Demons don't love, and they don't know how to love.

They are more suitable to be tied together by contract and in the form of exchange for life after life.

……

"Miss Marchma."

The pink-haired woman struggled to regain consciousness from her memory.Someone was calling her from behind, and when she turned around, it was the time when her chest injury had recovered.

He acted as if nothing had happened, as if the bloody battle with Maqma had never happened before.The young man even took out two movie tickets and said, let's go to the movies.

"It's not the previous movie." He specifically emphasized. "You can forget about those popcorn chips, let's go and see something different."

"..."

"It's really good! It's not a bad movie, it's a good movie that can move you to tears!"

Machima finally looked him in the eye. "What movie is it?"

"...it's a secret."

——Actually, I can’t remember.

Dian once scratched his hair, he didn't have the nerve to say that he bought the tickets at the cinema casually when he arrived.And the English on the ticket stub was not within the scope of the electrician's knowledge, so he could only pretend to be mysterious.

"Let's go to the movies together, Miss Marchma."

Dianci forced a smile, "Even if you don't want to see me again... treat it as the last date, okay?"

……

If it's the last date, of course.

In the dim cinema, the audience is sparse, and most of the seats are empty.A black and white silent film was playing on the screen.Maqima glanced at it without knowing what to say, it was Chaplin.

"I don't have a preference for comedies." She stood in the back of the audience, shadows blurring her expression. "Dianci, you chose the wrong movie."

"But this is Chaplin, not a bad movie."

Checking the movie tickets by the light of the screen, Denji finally locked their seats. "If we don't like it, we can leave at any time."

"How about it, Miss Macchima, shall we find a seat?"

As he whispered, he stretched out his hand cautiously.The devil squinted his eyes to watch the video, and at the same time, a line of words happened to pop up on the screen.

[Backup——Neversaydie. We'll get along!

(Cheer up - don't give up. Everything will be fine!)]

I don't know whether it was Chaplin's wonderful acting skills or the sincere emotion in the dog's eyes, but Maqima finally took his hand.

There was a hint of joy in the young man's eyes.It's a pity that they can't say much in public, so the devil man and the devil walked lightly, bowed politely through the auditorium, found a seat, and finally sat down.

After watching it for a while, Maqima recalled the name of the movie, "Modern Times".

It is said that the core of comedy is countless tragedies.And it is naturally a story of joy and sorrow, narrated by the comedy master among human actors.

The male protagonist who was tortured by work and became mentally ill, the male protagonist who wanted to help others to satisfy food and clothing, rescued the homeless/woman who stole bread, the two fell in love while starving, full of fantasies about the future where there is no way to see...

After the subtitles popped up again, Makima closed her eyes.Although the heart was so calm that it was empty, the cold liquid was still uncontrollable and slipped down.

[I'll do it! We'll have a home. Even if I have to work for it.

(I can do it! Even if I have to go to work, we will definitely have a home.)]

In a trance, she thought about the sentence that Borchita passed on.

【Other things】What is it?

Obviously she only wants to dominate the chainsaw man, only wants Pochita...

In the darkness, someone gently held his fingers.Machima turned her face away and met Dianci's eyes.

"Electric times..."

"Miss Machima, I plan to sign a contract with the dominating demon."

The light on the screen flickered on and off, reflected on Dianci's profile.The young man seemed a little sad, but the unprecedented firmness in his voice made Maqima stunned in place.

"What are you talking about..."

"I am willing to sacrifice all of myself to the dominating demon."

The black chain appeared, condensed, and formed silently in the air. At the end of the chain, the collar firmly wrapped around the young man's neck, while the other end continued to extend, coming towards her.

Electric second road. "I love you, Miss Marchma."

Machima's eyes widened.No longer in the direction of the lower abdomen, the devil's black chains were gradually sinking into her chest, wrapping around her heart layer by layer.Fear of the unknown was also entangled, and Mazima tried to pull out the chains on her chest, but it was completely in vain.

"Dianci, no, this won't work..."

"In exchange..."

On the screen, Chaplin and Gao Dai are brave and fearless.In the melodious ending soundtrack, the young man with the collar around his neck is also confessing, inviting his destined heroine.

"I give you all my love, and please give me [Miss Makima] all my love."

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