[Comprehensive] Misfortune

Wine is good at using magical grandeur

Decorate the filthiest hovel,

Like a sunset, but covered by clouds,

From the red mist shines the golden light,

More than one marvelous colonnade is revealed.

— Baudelaire, The Flowers of Evil

Bite, suck, lick, suck, suck, lick, suck, lick...

Takasugi Shinsuke gritted his teeth, there was not a single muscle in his body that was not tense.He grabbed Sakurai Yuko's shoulder hard, not sure whether he wanted to push it away or hug him tightly. During this hesitation, he groaned in pain, only a beast that was seriously injured and dying would make a similar whimper .

Sakurai Yuko was expressionless from beginning to end, like a clay puppet.

Sakurai Yuko's thirst for knowledge was exhausted in those rambling words, she was not someone who would be influenced by a word or two from others, and the chance of such a thing happening to her was too small.When Shinsuke Takasugi came suddenly, she felt a little relieved, secretly glad that she didn't have to brace herself to hear people say things that she wasn't interested in.

While Takasugi Shinsuke was struggling, Sakurai Yuko was thinking of Katsura Kotaro.

That day Katsura Kotaro annoyed her, and in a fit of rage she said something she shouldn't have said, but now that she thinks about it, she regrets it.

Why bother?

Now she is a long way from being a human being.

"hiss……"

Sakurai Yuko frowned in pain, and the hot tears seeped into the wound, causing burning pain.

This pain was a bit different from the pain Oizumi brought her back then.

Takasugi Shinsuke finally let go of Sakurai Yuko.

He pushed her away and fell to his knees, trembling all over.

"Yes... sorry... I... sorry..."

Those slender and powerful fingers scratched the hard deck, like a person who is about to fall off a cliff desperately clinging to the cliff.

Falling, however, is inevitable.

Sakurai Yuko's eyebrows moved slightly, she lowered her head, watching Takasugi Shinsuke's pain, she thought, Takasugi Shinsuke was much gentler than Oizumi.

I just don't understand why he is so gentle.

Is the expression of love in Takasugi Shinsuke here gentle?

really?

Thinking of this, Sakurai Yuko hesitated for two seconds, and knelt down in front of Takasugi Shinsuke, pressing her skirt.

The woman, suddenly captured by the memory, strokes the man's hair tenderly.

Sakurai Yuko tried hard to make her voice sound softer.

"Mr. Gao Sugi, it's not your fault, I provoked you, please don't take it to heart."

I'm so sorry for not treating you the way a person with feelings would treat you.

The man who wailed intermittently from his throat may or may not have heard it.

"I'm not... I just... went crazy, I didn't mean to... I'm sorry... forgive me, I... I never thought... I didn't want to hurt you... I'm sorry..."

"I know."

Sakurai Yuko leaned her upper body forward, and pressed Takasugi Shinsuke, who was crying bitterly, into her arms. The trembling trembled directly in her heart, as if she wanted to make her tremble too.

Sakurai Yuko swallowed a sigh, lowered her eyes and smiled, "It's okay, I forgive you. If Mr. Takasugi is worried that I will hate you, then don't worry anymore, because I will not hate Mr. Takasugi. If you must ask for forgiveness , Mr. Takasugi, I forgive you, I just got bitten, and you didn't eat me, please don't take it to heart."

"No, I am not……"

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. Obviously I don't care about Mr. Takasugi, right? I should have cared about you, but because I don't know how, I didn't do it... um..."

Sakurai Yuko opened her eyes slightly, and then, a cold hand covered her eyes, and the enlarged face before her eyes was replaced by darkness.

fiery kiss.

Hot tears.

Cold hands.

Sakurai Yuko wanted to push away at first, but suddenly she didn't have time to think about whether to push away.

Takasugi Shinsuke put his hand behind Sakurai Yuko's back as a cushion and pushed her down on the deck. The man who is still a big boy in a certain field was full of panic but refused to let go.

He felt that Sakurai Yuko suddenly became active after tasting his own blood in his mouth.

Until he was almost out of breath.

Until the last trace of sweet smell was swallowed by the woman flexibly.

Sakurai Yuko bent her knees, let go of Takasugi Shinsuke's belt, touched her calf, and stuffed the short knife into his collar with the handle attached.

Shinsuke Takasugi was buried in the neck of the whale Yuzi. He took a deep breath and asked hoarsely, "What is it?"

Yuko Sakurai looked up at the sky and licked her red and swollen lips, "The knife Yoshida Shoyo gave me. In return for stopping here, I will give it to you."

"Are you kidding? It's all like this... Don't move around!"

"Really, you were crying and begging me for forgiveness just now, but when you turn around, you have to make an inch...Mr. Takasugi told me not to move...you should set an example first."

"... Yu... Yuzi, I..."

"This knife is for you, you can use it to kill me in the future."

Takasugi Shinsuke paused, he wanted to raise his eyes to confirm Sakurai Yuko's expression, but he didn't dare.

"What do you mean?"

"It means literally. Mr. Takasugi, human beings value revenge, don't they?"

"What I said just now was out of anger. I didn't mean it."

"Huh? So Mr. Takasugi is apologizing for this incident? Well, then I will forgive Mr. Takasugi again. It's okay, I forgive you. Is it okay?"

"...Have you ever hated anyone?"

"have it."

"Who?"

"This is not something Mr. Takasugi needs to know. Well, this is very uncomfortable, get off me quickly."

Even with such a seductive voice, it was extraordinarily ruthless when he said the words of rejection.

Shinsuke Takasugi returned to the room with Sakurai Yuko in his arms, and before going out, he couldn't help it after all, and pressed her against the wall again and kissed her hard.

Takasugi Shinsuke imprisoned Sakurai Yuko between his hand and the wall, and the moonlight slanting in from the half-open window reflected the woman's eyes three parts soul-destroying, three points innocent, three points indifferent, and one point oblivious How to think.

What Yuko Sakurai was thinking of was that kiss full of milky sweetness of Gintoki Sakata.

But there is no need to tell Takasugi Shinsuke about this kind of thing.

Sakurai Yuko moved her shoulders, raised her head slightly, raised her chin about fifteen degrees, and smiled half-smile, "Am I delicious?"

There is always a touch of tenderness in the dark night, covering up those things that do not want to be exposed.

On the one hand, Takasugi Shinsuke knew exactly what Sakurai Yuko was referring to, on the other hand, he couldn't help the steam, which spread from the depths of his throat to his tightly closed mouth, making his mouth dry.

"Go crazy if you eat too much."

"sorry."

Sakurai Yuko was not interested in repeatedly forgiving someone, she raised her eyebrows, as if thinking of something funny, the corners of her eyes and brows were a bit blurred and a little bit seductive, and the soft but sharp gaze she cast on Takasugi Shinsuke.

How beautiful this woman is, and how innocent she is.

Her indifference stems from her innocence, how could he resent her for her indifference?

The more Takasugi Shinsuke thought about it, the more he blamed himself, and the ambiguous color of the intimacy just now dissipated, and it was covered with a gray shadow, revealing an infinite desolation and desolation.

When Takasugi Shinsuke caressed the corner of Sakurai Yuko's lips, Sakurai Yuko's hand got into Takasugi Shinsuke's collar.

The Ruoyou contact made Takasugi Shinsuke tense his muscles, he held on, and felt Sakurai Yuko draw out the dagger.

He saw Sakurai Yuko looking at him with feline eyes, full of anticipation and joy.

He saw Sakurai Yuko sticking out the tip of her tongue and licking his fingers.

"Mr. Takasugi, let me too..." He felt the cold blade pressed against his neck, and he saw Sakurai Yuko's breathing gradually quickened, her voice was hoarse and intoxicating fragrance, "Good boy, I will very light..."

For a moment.

Sakurai Yuko looked up, her eyes were wistful.

"So I don't like it anymore..."

What Sakurai Yuko watched was a different world that Shinsuke Takasugi would never see.

In that other world, there is a superior person who firmly believes that the clean blood of young children has the power of life, and he desires immortality more than anyone else.

Sakurai Yuko is not a considerate person, she throws it away after using it, pushes Takasugi Shinsuke out the door, walks to the side of the paved bed, lays down on her side, and opens her eyes to identify the shadows in the dark in the daytime. What is it.

That night, Sakurai Yuko caressed the wound on the side of her neck, and Katsura Kotaro's questioning voice echoed in her ears, and she couldn't sleep for a long time.

—You trampled on our concern for you.

Sakurai Tamako would be lying if she said she wasn't moved by this statement.

But suddenly, she just felt tired.

Why is it so difficult to be a human being?

At this time, Yuko Sakurai inevitably hated Yoshida Shoyang again.

Yoshida Shoyo has been dead for ten years, but Sakurai Yuko is always unwilling to let him go, and from time to time he has to bring him out of memory and flog the corpse.

Yoshida Shoyo's sense of presence in Sakurai Yuko is stronger than Xu, which shouldn't be, but she didn't notice this, so she let it go, anyway, she was only presumptuous in her mind, and no one knew.

Sakurai Yuko is determined not to let others know that she has never forgotten Yoshida Shoyang.

She killed Yoshida Shoyo, and even co-operated with the accomplices, but at the same time, she was trying to accomplish what Yoshida Shoyo wanted her to do, so even if she was bored and tired, she could bear it.

Emotions are an integral part of being human.

When she hurt Sakata Gin emotionally, she made him suffer for ten years, she trampled Katsura Kotaro's kindness, and laughed at Takasugi Shinsuke's feelings for her...all of these things should not be done.

There is no possibility of changing what has happened, and the so-called compensation is just an afterthought. If this is the case, then hand over the initiative.

Since she doesn't know what to do, she should give them the qualification to answer the question.

What would Shinsuke Takasugi, who has deep feelings for Yoshida Shoyo, know that Sakurai Tamako is among those who killed Yoshida Shoyo?

I'm a little curious...

Be a good person?

Yoshida Shoyo is a wicked guy.

After so many years of death, I still can't live...

Dare to change the concept...

imaginary

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