[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

"Zhu Li, have you really thought about it, and are you sure about that Central Plains Chuya?"

As soon as he returned to the shrine, ten centimeter Ibaraki couldn't wait to remove the doll's disguise, jumped off the boy's shoulder, and looked at Shuri seriously.

During the period, little Ibaraki was curiously rubbed by the passing three-eyed cat. Seeing that Tachibana was about to lick, Shenshang Zhuli hurriedly lifted the cat away.

After taking away the troublesome three-eyed meow, the black-haired boy looked back nervously, and found that the big white-haired monster who had been molested by Mao Mao just wiped his face casually, and he didn't seem to care about a cat spirit.

The black-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"That Central Plains Chuya is not an ordinary human being." The white-haired demon warned with a childish voice with a stern face.

As a great monster that has existed since Heian-kyo, Ibaraki Doji has seen too many love affairs or bonds that resulted from racial differences.

Although it's a bit old-fashioned to say it this way, at least it's a cub raised by the family, so he has to worry about it.

"Isn't this great? Chuya sauce is very strong."

Shenshang Shuri obviously didn't take Ibaraki Doji's good intentions to heart, he turned around and washed an apple from the kitchen, and peeled it carefully.

The sharp fruit knife ran obediently at the boy's fingertips, and after a while, pieces of rabbit apples the size of thumbs were placed on the empty plate.

The black-haired boy put down his knife, picked up a piece of fruit and handed it to the white-haired monster's mouth, "Don't Uncle Ibaraki like Chuya-chan?"

Ibaraki Doji chewed the apple, half of his face puffed up, "Well, there is a chaotic and dangerous force in his body, even so, he can still keep his heart, I approve of him."

A proud smile appeared on Shenshang Zhuli's face.

Ibaraki-douji glanced at the young man, and said casually, "I reminded you, I won't say any unnecessary words, you should think about how to explain to other guys later."

"kindness……"

Thinking of those parents who are usually the most protective of their cubs, Zhu Li couldn't help turning his eyes away with a headache.

"Wait a minute! I'm not looking for a lover, Chuya-chan is a close friend!"

The black-haired boy's eyes lit up, and he said, "You see, even Uncle Big Tengu has a friend who plays the flute. Uncle Ibaraki, you are so real, you almost got involved!"

The big demon who was gnawing at the flesh squinted at the unconscious, joyful young man, wisely not speaking.

Best friend?snort.

That's not what the eyes of the human being called Chuya Nakahara said.

The white-haired demon was thinking silently in his heart, and he was unexpectedly sensitive about his son's affairs.

Shenshang Zhuli smiled heartlessly for a while, then lay down on the table again, concentrated on looking at the family members who were holding the fruit and chewing on it, and stopped talking for a while.

"Uncle Ibaraki—"

"doing what?"

"Where have you been all these years? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Kamami Shuri asked in a low voice, he will never forget the scene when he woke up on his 16th birthday and the shrine was empty in vain.

It seems that all the happiness and memories have been hollowed out, and the noisy home in the past has become a dull and important building.

If it weren't for the photo album that collected everyone's photos still lying in the drawer, the black-haired boy would have thought that he was just having a beautiful dream.

When the dream wakes up, the imaginary family members will naturally disappear.

The boy's quiet gaze fell on the big demon carefully, and Ibaraki-douji stopped chewing. He raised his eyes to meet Zhu Li's sad eyes, fell silent for a while, and shook his head.

"Don't think about it."

Ibaraki-douji avoided Zhu Li's question, stood on tiptoes instead, touched the bangs on the young man's forehead with rare tenderness, and said meaningfully,

"Although there is no way to tell you the truth for the time being, we promise that we will never abandon you."

The white-haired demon said, pointing to Zhu Li's forehead meaningfully.

They didn't leave the young man they had bonded with, they just chose to sleep in the depths of his spiritual sea and protect their child in another way.

Wait patiently for the day when you are strong enough to bear the truth.

Now it seems that day is not far away.

Ibaraki Doji thought of the loose seal in the depths of the young man's spiritual sea, and his face became solemn.

I don't know how long they can delay it alone.

"Arnold, Uncle Ibaraki..."

Shenshang Zhuli endured it, but still couldn't help but push Ibaraki Doji's little hand on his bangs, and said with a little disgust, "You didn't wash your hands after eating the apples."

Rubbing him an apple cider.

"..."

"..."

"..."

ah ah!It's been a long time!This heart attack feeling!

Ten centimeters small Ibaraki turned around with a dark face, gnawing on the remaining fruit plate, leaving only a back view for the boy to experience.

Shenshang Zhuli scratched his head with a question mark on his face.

What's the matter, why is Uncle Ibaraki suddenly angry?

Hey, so, it’s really a demon heart, a sea needle.

Ever since I was a child, I have experienced several times when the monster family had a good chat, but the family members of the monster turned their faces and left. Shenshang Zhuli said that it doesn't matter, he has long been used to it.

This is probably the hobby of the big monsters (really not!).

Shenshang Zhuli shook his head helplessly.

When the black-haired boy came back to his senses, he found that the white-haired monster who was still angry had already squinted his eyes and fell asleep at some point.

It is probably due to lack of spiritual power. Even if he has shrunk to a ten-centimeter villain, it is difficult for the Heian-kyo demon to stay awake for a long time-just maintaining in this world has exhausted most of his energy.

Zhu Li looked around the other side of the table, and found that Ibaraki was holding the bitten apple of the little rabbit, and was soundly asleep with his head bit by bit.

Good thing his family didn't abandon him.

The fate that has already been established will not disappear, and they will meet again one day.

The black-haired silently covered his lips and smiled for a while, then gently took out the flesh that the big demon was holding in his arms, then carefully placed the sleeping Ibaraki on the pillow in the room, and covered his belly with a handkerchief.

"Good night, Uncle Ibaraki."

Zhu Li said softly, and quietly closed the door.

Falling into the quiet room, the big monster who was supposed to be sleeping raised his eyelids, looked at the closed door, turned over with a snort and buried his face in the pillow.

"Good night, little boy."

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"leader."

The ocher-haired cadres put their hats on their chests, and saluted respectfully to the man with the head up.

This is the highest floor of the Port Mafia, the chief office.

In the overly spacious room, Nakahara Nakaya, one of the five cadres, reported the recent events in an orderly manner.

At this time, the aura of the red-haired young man was domineering and compelling, like an unsheathed sword, just standing there was enough to make ordinary people terrified.

This is what a port mafia cadre should look like in the Central Plains.He is a different person from the "ordinary" when he was with Zhu Li.

"Really? Is it the power of Shinto again?"

Mori Ogai's voice came from above, Nakahara Nakaya looked over and found that the leader was not sitting in the seat he was accustomed to, but was standing in front of a row of transparent French windows with his hands behind his back, quietly looking out the window city ​​of.

"The power of Shinto is really very difficult to control for this city."

The previous scene reappeared in front of Mori Ogai——

The sky of Yokohama was half occupied by ominous dark clouds in just an instant, and the earthquake-like turmoil had just begun before being blocked by a huge barrier.

That kind of mysterious power that can't be interfered by human beings, almost miraculous movement.

It must be uneasy, but not only the Port Mafia side, but also the Ability Secret Service Section, or above, is the real uneasiness.

But until today, they haven't made any further moves, as if they couldn't see this force, which is abnormal enough.

Mori Ogai paused for a while, and said to the important cadres as if casually mentioning it, "Shinto is indeed more elusive than imagined, what do you think of Chuya-kun?"

Zhong Yuanzhong unconsciously shuddered, and his hands behind him clenched into fists nervously.

The Zhefa cadre bowed his head respectfully, and said word by word, "I promise to dedicate all my loyalty and blood to the port mafia. This point has never changed."

But, just loyalty and passion.

There is also a desire beyond this, but the home of the soul is behind him, firmly guarded by his gravity in the Central Plains, and cannot be overstepped by others.

The air in the chief's office seemed to pause for a second, and then slowly flowed again.

Mori Ogai stared at the red-haired young man who saluted him for a long time, and after a while, a tolerant smile unfolded on his indifferent face,

"Of course, I never doubted this, Chuya-kun."

Chuya Nakahara's heart widened at Mori Ogai's words, and he slowly let go of the clenched fist behind his back.

After successfully leaving the chief's office and the wind blowing in the corridor, Nakahara Zhongya realized that the clothes on his back were soaked at some point.

In the chief's office, Mori Ogai looked at the beloved city in front of him, and slowly showed a satisfied smile.

A cute little girl with blond hair appeared beside him.

"Obviously you said that in the middle, but you can still laugh, Lin Taro?"

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it, Alice-chan."

Ogai Mori spread his hands helplessly, "After all, before joining us, the bond between Chuya-kun and that boy seemed even deeper."

"and……"

"And what?" The humanoid power tilted his head in doubt.

Mori Ogai smiled mysteriously, and said, "Besides, knowing that Chuya-kun has unchanging loyalty to the port Mafia, that's enough."

As a qualified leader of the organization, Mori Ogai naturally knows how to grasp the minds of his subordinates better than anyone else.Unlike his predecessors, he does not think that important subordinates need to dedicate everything to the organization.

Yes, of course that's good.

No, and it doesn't hurt.

After all, with the bondage of foreign objects, of course there are also weaknesses that can be controlled, whether it is for that boy or for the famous port Mafia gravity user Nakahara Chuya.

Knowing this, he certainly wouldn't sit idle and run to create a gap between himself and Nakaya-kun.

Besides, as long as Chuya-kun stays in their port Mafia for one day, at least the god Shuri will not pose a threat to the port mafia, which is why they are more fearless than the Supernatural Secret Service.

After all, family members are considered half of Port Mafia.

What's more, maybe the godly youth could become an entry ticket for them to get in touch with the divine way, and truly glimpse into another field, a power they never had the opportunity to enter.

Mori Ogai thought with a smile.

And a certain blond loli silently opened her eyes, showing a look of extreme disgust.

The author has something to say:

okay!Zhu Li and Zhong also solved the biggest obstacle on the port of Mafia.

Well, in fact, the careful little angels will find out that we also added the junior high school to the port Mafia.

Hou's lines have been tampered with.

The original book is "Dedicate all my blood and blood...", and then there is only

"Hot blood and loyalty", after all, the fetters are different, haha, hahaha.

Scratching your head uneasy, this is also the statement given by Zhong Ye, so... OOC is my generation!

super disturbed.jpg

As for Mori Ogai, the dog... he was still thinking about Shuri's springboard to touch the Shinto side, and he planned to rub it secretly

It doesn't matter if you didn't join the port Mafia, anyway, your family + the identity of the witch is hanging (of course, this is impossible, my pen does not allow it!)

If you step on the little angel's lightning point... just, don't tell me, tears will fall.

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Known clues:

Ten centimeters Ibaraki said

They never left their cubs

Mass sleep is a form of protection

Sounds like an important clue

the other side

Mr. Chuya Nakahara

It can be regarded as taking my own idiot out of the way

quietly relieved

感谢在2020-09-2610:01:56~2020-09-2622:53:49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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of rosemary focaccia;

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