Pure love DK is number one in the world

In the afternoon, Murata accompanied the group of children to do basic exercises.

Basic swordsmanship exercises are very boring, children start chasing and fighting with wooden swords after a while - Murata doesn't care, anyway, not everyone wants to become a swordsman, it's just exercise, just be happy up.

Wait until dinner time, and send them home one by one.

A group of children stood in a row holding a rope, and Murata walked in the front, counting as he walked.After sending a group of people back, it was already dark outside.

The family cooked the meal early, and waited for Murata to come back to eat.Before entering the house, Murata's cat, Huhu, looked inside: Third Aunt was not there.

Seeing that there was no risk of being pulled to perform the exorcism spell, Murata entered the room with a sigh of relief, and sat down to eat.

Murata has a lot of family members, including grandparents, parents, and two older brothers—his father was an only child in his generation, but he has three children in his generation as Murata.

But what his mother wanted most was a daughter, but she never had one, so she was very greedy for other people's daughters. Her biggest hobby was to invite little girls from neighbors to her house for afternoon tea.

As usual, the second elder brother and the mother cook, except for them, the rest of the family can only help.

After a few mouthfuls of food, Murata took out his mobile phone and returned to the house while replying to messages.As soon as he stood up, he was stopped by his father dissatisfied: "What's the matter with you today? You always look at your phone when you practice swords in the afternoon. Didn't I tell you?"

"Don't think about other things when holding a knife, distraction will affect the speed of your knife!"

"No supper is allowed tonight, double training."

Murata slowly returned Fu Heihui's message without raising his head: "Because I'm sending a message to the person I'm in love with."

Father was taken aback.His eyes were dull for a moment, so dazed that he didn't know whether the rice in his chopsticks should be stuffed into his mouth.But at this time, Murata still stopped and raised his head: "Dad, are you still busy? If it's okay, I'm going back to my room to play video with Hui."

He had a natural and confident attitude, as if to say, 'Are you done?After I finished speaking, I went back to sleep' as naturally as possible.Father put down his chopsticks, and said dryly, "You fell in love at a young age? What if falling in love affects your kendo?"

When Murata heard this, he raised his head in surprise: "How could falling in love affect my swordplay?"

"It's not like I only have one hand. Even if I hold a knife in my right hand and hold my boyfriend in my left hand, I can still hold a flower in my mouth and bring it back to my mother."

The father stared wide-eyed, his facial expression was so astonished that the management of facial features failed completely.Xia Ji quickly pressed his father's right hand: "Dad, listen to me! Listen to me explain to you!"

Qianyu quickly understood and held down his father's left hand: "Dad, don't be angry! Listen to the elder brother's explanation!"

The father came to his senses, furious, and waved the hands of the two sons away: "You two get out! What boyfriend—boyfriend? You still have a boyfriend? Rina Murata, you gave me..."

As soon as he stood up, Mrs. Murata pressed him back into the chair with a blank expression.The couple looked at each other for three seconds, and the father gradually felt guilty, and his tone became gentle: "Ahem, Rina, come here and explain."

The atmosphere suddenly warmed up because of Mrs. Murata's touch.Murata threw the phone into his pocket and sat back at the dinner table: "Explain what?"

His father was about to get angry as soon as he stared at him, but before the anger came out, he noticed his wife's faint gaze - so his father forced himself to change his eyes back to their original size: "Of course it's to explain my boyfriend!"

"It's fine to fall in love, why...why still fall in love with a man?"

Murata felt a little surprised.He tilted his head and looked at grandma: "Grandma, do you like boys?"

Grandma smiled: "Of course I like it, Xiao Nai is Grandma's favorite boy!"

Murata rolled his eyes, and said to his father confidently: "Grandma likes boys too, why can't I?"

Father:"……"

Father suddenly realized something and looked around.The eldest son and the second son lowered their heads and ate the rice with a guilty conscience the moment his gaze swept over them.

And his parents were not afraid of danger and ate as steadily as Mount Tai. His mother even gave Murata a thumbs up and praised Murata for his good logic ability. What was even more outrageous was his wife, with a pair of eyes that clearly said: "Don't be cruel to my son again." try?

Father was depressed: "Why am I the only one who is being a bad guy?"

He was very angry at first, but he found that he seemed to be the only straight man who didn't fit in at home.Has it become popular in this world that boys and boys fall in love?

Mrs. Murata glanced at him, dissatisfied: "Ah Li just fell in love, and he didn't know the law, and he passed all the final exams this time. Why do you have any objections to my son? This child is so obedient, he is so old It's just the first love, and it's not an unethical love that crosses races, why don't you let him fall in love?"

"It's not like you're in love with him, so why do you still have an opinion?!"

"Let's talk about it! We, Ali, still remember to bring flowers back to my mother when we are in love. You haven't sent me flowers for so many years since you were married, right?"

Seeing that the flames of war were about to burn on him, his father felt guilty and couldn't help defending himself: "Jie, I obviously gave it away on the wedding day..."

Mrs. Murata sneered: "Yes, you took a bouquet of flowers from my bouquet and gave it to me. You really put your heart into it."

Father:"……"

He bowed his head quietly like a chicken, not daring to say a word of nonsense.

But less than half a minute after he took a bite of food, his father couldn't help but speak again: "I don't have any objections to Ali's sexual orientation, I'm afraid that Ali will be cheated. People are ghosts now, in case he just fancy What should I do with Ali's money?"

Xia Ji raised his hand.His father gave him a very majestic look, then nodded: "Say it."

Xia Ji said: "First of all, I met Ali's boyfriend, he is a good boy. Secondly, even if he is Tuari's money, it is not bad - anyway, Ali will not go bankrupt for 200 years , so that they can last for a long time."

Father:"……"

I am so out of tune with you as if we are not a family.jpg

Murata felt melancholy because of Xia Ji's explanation, and thought: It would be great if Hui really wanted my money——

Good-looking skins will age, and excellent swordsmanship will decline due to the decline of the body, but only the bank card balance will only increase and not decrease.

hateful!Why can't Hui take my money?

Mrs. Murata pushed Murata's empty bowl to him again: "You have to eat when you are in love, at least have another bowl, and go back to play the video after eating. Next time, if you have a chance, bring someone back for dinner. Boys eat more , I’ll cook more then.”

Grandma echoed: "You have to remember to ask him what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat. It's best to ask him if he has any food allergies. Whether you are dating a boy or a girl, you have to be more careful."

Murata was not at all surprised by his family's compromise, and responded with a smile: "Okay."

He clearly knew that it was not because his family was enlightened enough, but because they loved him enough.

Maybe I can't understand why boys fall in love with boys, but because you are my dearest, I can accept things in you that I can't understand.

It is precisely because of his family who tolerates and loves him in this way that Murata also has a compassionate and protective attitude towards ordinary people.

Because in every ordinary person, Murata can more or less see the shadows of his family members.

In the evening, I went back to my room to play a video for Fu Heihui. Not long after Murata dialed out the video, I saw Fu Heihui's face on the screen.

Fu Heihui seemed to be outside, wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a dark blue hooded jacket, with dark green pupils under the forehead looking at the camera.Because Fu Heihui's face was close, Murata couldn't see the background behind him clearly, only a little white falling snow on the edge of his blue hood.

Murata was a little surprised: "Are you outside?"

Fu Heihui blinked, and there was a little snow on the long eyelashes: "Well, it's outside. Because there are fireworks tonight."

Murata: "Is it the kind of fireworks display from before?"

Fu Heihui shook his head: "It's just ordinary fireworks. It will be set off every hour, and then until twelve o'clock in the evening."

"It's just a winter vacation event that happens every year."

Murata whistled, and unconsciously bent his eyes and chuckled: "Isn't it possible to see fireworks every year? Very good."

Fu Heihui: "Maybe it's because I can see it every year, so I don't think it's anything new."

Murata thought for a while, then nodded: "It makes sense... Ah, by the way, I want to show you this."

He got up from the bed, took a black coat casually, put it on, and went out.

Fu Heihui was sitting on the school playground, only to see darkness flashing across the screen of the mobile phone, and the face approaching Murata disappeared.

Probably Murata adjusted the camera, and a large swath of dark purple smeared and interlaced green flashed across the screen of his mobile phone, giving the illusion that he was in some kind of garden.

Murata's voice came from inside: "Wisteria, a specialty of my hometown, blooms all year round. When there is light snow in winter, a little snow will accumulate on the flower strings, which is quite beautiful."

Fu Heihui was surprised: "Does it open in winter?"

Murata's joyful voice came over: "It's open, even in winter."

"Ah, here it is."

There was complete darkness on the phone screen, and Fu Heihui didn't know where Murata went, probably outside.He waited patiently for what Murata was going to show him - after waiting for about five or six minutes, suddenly a long and simple bell sounded from the phone.

It is the unique bell of the temple, with a long aftertaste echoing, covered with the rustling sound of the subtle leaves colliding, and the sound of the river flowing.

Fu Heihui lived in a small town and rarely heard the bells of this kind of temple.

Just listening to it seems to have the power to quiet the mind.

The bell rang nine times in total, and when the last bit of the aftertaste was gone, Murata's voice mixed with Night Breeze rang on the other end of the phone: "It's over, just in time for the last wave - it seems that we will all be lucky this year good."

Fu Heihui: "Is there a temple near your home?"

"It's a temple, but it's actually more like a nursery..."

Murata patted his buttocks and stood up, walked back slowly, and chatted with Fu Heihui unhurriedly: "Master Beimingyu in the temple often helped everyone take care of children, and even adopted many orphans. I was also there when I was young I practiced in the temple for a while."

"Oh, by the way, this river! It's the river in my hometown that I told you before. There are no dragonflies in this season now. In autumn, there will be many green dragonflies on the lake, which is very beautiful."

Murata pointed the phone camera at the river.Because the night in the countryside is much darker than that in the city, the camera has little effect on dimming the light. Fu Heihui only saw the broken moonlight refracted on the water surface.He tried to identify it for a while, and then gave up helplessly.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he could roughly imagine Murata's appearance—wearing casual clothes, perhaps not bringing his precious Japanese sword, strolling leisurely by the river with his mobile phone in his hand.

Even if he doesn't know the way, he is still leisurely. When he talks about his happy things, his plum red eyes are as bright as stars.

Fu Heihui didn't even realize that she was smiling.He didn't seem to need to see the river, just listening to Murata's beaming speech made him feel happy.

He said: "When the fireworks are set off, I will also take pictures for you."

Murata originally took a leisurely walk along the river.

Of course, there will be no dragonflies on the river in this season, and the quiet path can only hear the sound of wind and water.The bell not far away has stopped, and it will not ring again until a few days later when the Chinese New Year is officially celebrated.

In this silence, he suddenly had a thought.

Murata asked Fu Heihui enthusiastically: "How long will it be before the next fireworks are blown up?"

Fu Heihui looked at the time on the phone, estimated the last time when the fireworks were fried, and replied, "It will take about four or ten minutes."

Murata: "I know! Then I'll hang up first!"

Fu Heihui still wanted to ask Murata what he knew—but Murata hung up too quickly, and when Fu Heihui wanted to ask, the screen was already black.He stared blankly at the blacked out screen, and suddenly had a bold guess in his mind.

Murata turned around and called Yinshen.

The phone was connected before it rang twice, and all kinds of noisy sounds came from Yinshen.He said, "Murata? Happy New Year——Call me for something?"

Murata: "I want to go to Saitama Prefecture, can you lend me your car?"

Yinshen was surprised: "You don't have a driver's license yet."

Murata said confidently: "It is because I don't have a driver's license that I asked you to borrow a car."

Hidden God: "..."

"You're in your hometown now? Don't worry about it. I'll drive you. I happen to be dealing with things nearby—where are you going?"

Murata reported the name of the place, and the two made an appointment to meet at the gate of the village.He arrived at the gate of the village ahead of time, and waited until Yinshen arrived on his motorcycle.

In the back seat was Xia Yu Kusaka wearing a big helmet.Xia Yu greeted Murata through the helmet, his voice was muffled by the helmet: "Happy New Year, Murata."

Murata sat up and hugged Xia Yu's waist: "Oh, you lost weight. Come to my house for dinner tomorrow, my grandma likes a child like you."

Under the sun, Xia Yu nodded obediently, and the helmet hit Yinshen's back in front of him.

He nodded very hard, so the force of the collision was not small, and Yinshen almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.He threw a helmet to Murata, and said angrily: "Put me the helmet quickly, don't fool the kids!"

Murata shrugged, put on the helmet neatly, and defended himself at the same time: "I didn't fool the children. Seriously, Akira and Zhizhi can come too. My mother likes weaving very much."

Yinshen didn't bother arguing with Murata, talking too much with him could hurt his spleen.

He started the motorcycle and drove out. The howling wind blew through the helmet, but Yinshen's voice could not be separated: "What are you doing in Saitama County? The conjurer also has tasks during the winter vacation? It's almost Chinese New Year."

Murata put his chin on Xia Yu's shoulder and said lazily, "It's not a task."

"I went to see my boyfriend to watch the fireworks."