[Comprehensive] Misfortune

smile, emotion, shyness, cleverness,

Turning away, half-casting sideways glances,

Words, jealous arguments, games,

Taken together, they make women a snare.

——"Three Hundred Poems of Vazhi Hari"

The red sand scorpion was keenly aware of the change in Sakurai Yuko's attitude. In order to prevent Sakurai Yuko from being overwhelmed by anger, the red sand scorpion seized the opportunity and said: "The legendary 'Miss Yuko' who died for three years suddenly appeared. In front of me, is this place Huangquan Township? It doesn't look like it at all."

Sakurai Yuko frowned subconsciously, and wanted to withdraw the sword, but changed her mind in an instant, let go of her hand, and straightened her messy clothes, and the red sand scorpion also threw the samurai sword along with her movements.Amid the clanging sound of the knife falling to the ground, the red sand scorpion was pointed at the vital points of the body by Sakurai Yuko's guards.

The red sand scorpion's eyes are very calm. This cannot be ruled out because his body is originally a puppet, but it is undeniable that he is still a human being in essence with the "regeneration nucleus".From a certain point of view, he and Yuko Sakurai have certain similarities.

"who are you?"

Sakurai Yuko stared at the face of the red sand scorpion, this face gave her a very subtle sense of weirdness...

"I can be regarded as a fellow villager. Before I defected, I was a ninja in Sand Ninja Village."

Sakurai Yuko's eyes widened.

The red sand scorpion glanced around without leaving a trace, and then rested its gaze on Sakurai Yuko's face.

In all fairness, this face can drive anyone who pursues art crazy, and the Muse draws inspiration from such a beauty, and the fire of art is born from the eyes of Yuko Sakurai.

"You bastard! (Retract your claws!)"

The roar of the guards brought back the thoughts of the Red Sand Scorpion, and he realized that he stretched out his hand to Sakurai Yuko unknowingly, and this hand was being blocked by more than ten samurai knives.

I'm a little upset...

The Red Sand Scorpion withdrew his hand naturally, looked at Yuko Sakurai who was still in shock, and explained lightly: "Your face is dirty."

Sakurai Yuko came back to her senses, her breathing became short of breath, she stared blankly at the red sand scorpion, light gradually rose in her dark red eyes, the corners of her mouth were raised uncontrollably, exuding obvious excitement with joy.

"Go back."

Sakurai Yuko, who had repelled the guards, stepped forward excitedly. The distance between the two was less than half a meter. Sakurai Yuko raised her head slightly, and her ruby-like eyes were gradually covered with a layer of mist.

"Are you also abandoned by the world? Are you also exiled by the god of death? Is it because you look good? Or did you do something? Is the world destroyed? Are all the ninjas dead? Years? Did you die three years after I died? You..."

Under the calm to almost indifferent gaze of the Red Sand Scorpion, Sakurai Yuko's voice gradually faded away. She bit her lower lip, and the sadness that gradually gathered in her eyes condensed into crystal tears and fell down.

The Red Sand Scorpion's heart moved, but he said calmly: "Let's find a suitable place to talk, I also have a lot of questions."

Yuko Sakurai wiped her tears and nodded, her face and hands were covered with ashes, now she wiped her face like a cat, if it wasn't for her lack of familiarity, the red sand scorpion couldn't bear the fact that this woman abused herself so badly s face.

This cannot be measured by time...

Forget it, let's be more tactful then.

Because Sakurai Yuko's initial impression of the red sand scorpion is a woman who has amazing beauty but no strength (==), and she just asked him questions without defense and cried sadly , So... I have to say that any legend, if it goes too far, will be distorted. It sounds too false, but it makes people suspect that the truth of the matter is not the case.

The Red Sand Scorpion, who was traveling with Sakurai Yuko, was already thinking about how to euphemistically tell the "poor scapegoat" that Daimyo started the war in her name. Although it didn't reach the point of destroying the world, but... was exiled by the god of death?

The red sand scorpion was thinking about the meaning of this sentence, and after thinking about it, the corner of his eye fell on Sakurai Yuko's side face.

What a perfect work of art.

Not a human creation.

Even the gods are unimaginable existence.

Why did I appear in another world where Sakurai Yuko existed?

Okita Sougo, who was stopped by the guards, had cold eyes, "Don't underestimate the Shinsengumi, the guardians of Edo, don't think that you are some great people so you can get away with the crime of hit and run. Hand it over, man!"

"This matter will be dealt with by General...Mr. Matsudaira, Chief of the Police Department."

Okita Sougo's eyes flashed, and he said with a half-smile: "It turns out to be the general's woman, no wonder she is so beautiful, but is it really good to put a guy of unknown origin with your master? Does the Tokugawa family have a cuckold?" Son of..."

"Bastard! Don't slander Mrs. Yuzi!"

"Oh? Mrs. Yuzi (Dandan), what an interesting title."

Knowing the information he wanted, Sougo Okita didn't bother to argue with the guards, turned around and closed the team away.If he stayed where he was, he was afraid that he couldn't help but do something that would hurt the Shinsengumi.

·

Picking a teahouse, Yuko Sakurai and Scorpion of Red Sand looked at each other while waiting for the tea to be served.

Because of this person who shouldn't exist in this world, Sakurai Yuko thought of her world.

It was really her golden age.

Have goals, have dreams, have a thorough positioning and understanding of yourself...

But all of this was ruined by Yoshida Matsuyo.

In fact, even if the red sand scorpion didn't say anything, Sakurai Yuko knew that the world would definitely not be destroyed.She was stupid at the time, and really believed the daimyo's words, thinking that they were men standing at the top of the world. Based on this wrong perception, she made many wrong decisions, and these decisions couldn't really hurt the world where ninjas are the protagonists.

Just like turning Tokugawa Josada into a puppet can't hurt the world where the samurai is the protagonist.

The knock on the door interrupted Sakurai Yuko's train of thought. She came back to her senses, blinked her eyes, glanced at the red sand scorpion who had a calm face since they met, and looked at the door, hiding her doubts in her heart.

It was her guards who brought new clothes.

Sakurai Yuko smiled at the Red Sand Scorpion, "I'm really sorry, please wait a moment."

Sakurai Yuko changed her clothes and straightened her calf-length black hair. Guard A put on the pearl necklace for her, and his rough and fiery fingers touched her collarbone from time to time.

Sakurai Yuko opened Guard A's hand, looked at the mirror of the washbasin, and felt that the modern clothes looked good, and this was the first time she wore clothes other than kimonos.

Returning back to the room, as the wooden door slowly opened, the red sand scorpion saw a hand made of jade, and the slightly curled little finger outlined an unattainable beauty. Fascinating aroma.

The red sand scorpion took a breath.

Wearing a water red silk mermaid skirt, Sakurai Yuko came here with her waist lightly swaying. Her long hair, which was casually tied with a headband, was a little messy, bringing out a bit of lazy beauty. No man would not Willing to bend down and brush away the pure black hair, and sniff the smell of that thin neck.

The door closed, Sakurai Yuko smiled and sat next to the red sand scorpion, there was no dust on her face, such a beauty should not be defiled by any mundane dirt.

The red sand scorpion slid around Sakurai Yuko's collarbone, then naturally lowered his eyes and raised his teacup, looking at the dense mist and shallow ripples on the water surface.

"Aren't you willing to tell me your name? You know my name and my identity, but I don't know anything about you. It's really rude. Please tell me your name and origin."

When the Red Sand Scorpion was his human puppet, he did not slack off and wiped out his five senses, so he could clearly feel that Sakurai Yuko's voice was transmitted directly to the regeneration nucleus in his chest, and the meaning contained in that voice was regenerated Nuclear treatment, he seemed to smell the fragrance of Sakurai Yuko who was close at hand.

The cup of tea held by the red sand scorpion seems to be a rare treasure, which can be stared at by a near-doll existence without blinking.

"The name is Red Sand Scorpion, a puppeteer who died in that world for some reason, and came here after opening his eyes. Did you...appear here three years ago? Is this another world, or some kind of mysterious Time and space?"

Sakurai Yuko focused on the eyes of the Red Sand Scorpion.

Really...it feels weird...

"It's a different world, that's right. But I didn't come here three years ago. Maybe it's because the flow of time in different time and space is different? I've been here for almost 20 years. How was the world over there before Xie Jiang died? The Land of Winds Is it still there? Is the daimyo of the country of wind still alive?"

20 years?

The Scarlet Sand Scorpion was silent for a while, her voice was clear but deep, as if with a trace of irritation, "I'm 35 years old."

Don't call me like a child.

Sakurai Yuko was stunned, and then clapped her hands, "Ah, I just said something strange! Your body is not a human body, right? Are you a human...or a puppet?"

The red sand scorpion slowly put down the teacup, turned his head, and a smile could be seen in the inorganic eyes, "You are very smart, and now I am a puppet, but I still have human thoughts for the convenience of movement. For In the world over there, the Land of Winds still exists. The Daimyo of the Land of Winds was killed by the Fifth Kazekage in the previous generation. There was indeed a chaotic period after your death, but it was suppressed by the joint efforts of the five ninja villages. The Daimyo of the Land of Fire He was also restrained by the nobles in the court and completely lost his authority... All in all, there were not too many casualties."

The red sand scorpion watched Sakurai Yuko's face gradually change, and he realized that he had guessed wrong, completely reversed, and the legend seemed to be true.

But he doesn't intend to talk about it, after all, he has nothing to do with Sakurai Yuko.

Sakurai Yuko is quite calm, anyway, it's not that she didn't expect it, but she just heard her own guess with her own ears. There is nothing to be sad about, after all, she is beyond her reach now, even if...

Sakurai Yuko looked at the red sand scorpion, her eyes were naked|naked.

"Why did you appear here? What did Death say to you?"

Again.

The Scarlet Sand Scorpion spoke at a moderate pace, "I haven't seen the God of Death, so have you seen the God of Death?"

"Tsk," Yuko Sakurai raised her eyebrows, her body that was leaning slightly forward was lazily leaning on the cushion at this time, her curves were exposed, and the three-layer pearl necklace shone roundly, "He wants me to be with him , I refused, and then he threw me here. By the way, even if you are 35 years old, you still have to call me sister. If you add up, I am 37 years old. I don’t think our situation is a bit similar. Reincarnation? Just bring your own body and memory."

The red sand scorpion silently filtered out Sakurai Yuko's teasing, and said calmly: "Our situation is different. I have neither seen the god of death, nor have I become smaller. But Miss Yuko is really amazing, your beauty...even the god of death... Are you tempted by it?"

Sakurai Yuko smiled, and said without any emotion: "Yes, so I am surprised that Mr. Scorpion doesn't like me, because the body is a puppet and cannot express feelings? Hey~ Mr. Scorpion, do you like me? ? You who have a human mind, don't you like me?"

She is lying.

She was not exiled because she refused the courtship of Death.

Sakurai Yuko was not exiled by the god of death, but by the whole world.

Well...very angry, every time I think about it, I get very angry.

The woman who must take revenge does not know how to take revenge on another time and space, and can only get angry more and more.

The red sand scorpion stared at Sakurai Yuko's body. He suspected that even if he sculpted on a human, he would not be able to make an identical puppet. Any slight mistake would destroy this ultimate work of art.

"Your skin is indeed very beautiful. In fact, it should be described with a stronger word than beauty. Although I thought about making you a puppet before, but the combat power is too low."

He is also lying.

Such beauty cannot be shown with puppets.

This kind of beauty belongs to Yuko Sakurai, and only to her.

So... why on earth is he here?

This question has appeared in Scarlet Sand Scorpion's mind many times, but none was more violent than this time. He really wanted to know the answer to this question, and he somehow felt that the answer was very important.

If you are not dead, then continue to live.

To put it bluntly, he didn't really have a will to die. He didn't have the idea of ​​dying until the last moment. He should have existed forever.

It was just a moment of laziness that gave Chiyo a chance to kill him...

The mutual protection and mutual cherishing between Chiyo and the Konoha ninja may indeed have touched the human part of his body a little bit, maybe it is because their behavior of touching and redeeming each other there is ridiculous and boring...

Human emotions are so boring, whether it is family affection or love, he who can personally make his only best friend into a puppet has long since abandoned human emotions.

Sakurai Yuko may have indeed touched his emotions, but definitely not in the way of love between men and women.

"True art and true beauty should be eternal, just like the sun and the moon travel through the sky, never changing. No matter how beautiful the human body is, it cannot be called art. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will grow old, and no matter how strong a ninja is, she will die. I thought so before. However, you are an exception, and you, who are loved even by the god of death, should not be generalized."

"So it's not wrong if you say you like it. I like the time and beauty wrapped around you. That's another artistic path that I don't reject."

"Hey? Is that so?" Sakurai Yuko's eyes were watery, with a smile at the end of her eyes. Her eyes were meaningful, half shy and half clever, and even the beginning and end of her words carried a hint of playful mystery.

"I'm just asking casually. Mr. Scorpion would embarrass me with such a serious and complicated explanation... Well, it's not embarrassing, but humans should feel embarrassed at this time, right? Let's skip this topic, Scorpio Jun, can you take a photo for me? I want a beautiful and pitiful photo that is full of artistic sense. It is best that even Mr. Scorpion wishes to become the kind of human being who hugs me in his arms and desperately comforts me. Now, can I?"

In the calm eyes of the red sand scorpion, Sakurai Yuko smiled slowly, her eyes were shining brightly.

The author has something to say: By the way, do you all accept the sudden appearance of a puppet scorpion well? !

The author is all fantasizing about everyone saying that they have big brains, and really underestimated you? !

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