Pure love DK is number one in the world

By Fu Heihui's side, Murata slept soundly all night.In his memory, he seldom sleeps so well, so that when he wakes up, Murata still thinks that he is at home.

Immediately afterwards, I felt the breathing and body temperature of another person beside me.

Murata turned his head, and Fu Heihui's quiet profile was in sight.He has a good posture when he sleeps, which is completely different from the fierce image of 'Fu Hei Ge' in school.

When his eyes are closed, his eyelashes appear longer and thicker, even to the extent that they can cast a shadow on his face.

Murata turned over lightly, and approached curiously—except for Dr. Zuipira from the Maternity Hospital, he had never seen any boy with such long and dense eyelashes.

He stretched out his hand, and his fingers lightly brushed over Fu Heihui's eyelashes.

One, two, three...

Fuhei Huimi's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes opened, looking at Murata with cold green pupils.There was still a trace of confusion in his eyes, but he soon became sober again, and his voice was hoarse: "What are you doing?"

Murata: "...count your eyelashes."

Fu Heihui felt baffled.He sat up from the bed: "How can I count my eyelashes?"

"do not know."

Murata honestly said: "I just woke up and saw it was long and dense, so I couldn't help counting it."

Fu Heihui looked up at him, and Murata had a cute and honest expression on his face.Fu Heihui pinched her brows and gave up struggling: "Get up and wash up, I'll make breakfast."

Murata turned over and got up, and consciously folded the quilt.The quilt he folded was very neat. It was a standard tofu block. Where the edge was not sharp enough, Murata specially pressed a corner with his palm.

Fu Heihui unwrapped a new toothbrush and gave Murata a new towel, and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.After Murata washed up by himself, he glanced at his phone by the way—there were a lot of unread messages, so he filtered them, clicked on unimportant messages and sent them as read, then skipped them hastily.

【First grade class group】

Chanyuan Zhenyi: @村田

Sanlun Xia: @村田

Mechanical pill: @村田

Murata: Rabbit Probe.jpg

Zenyuan Zhenyi: I will punch you back.jpg

Murata: ...

Zenyuan Zhenyi: 【Hospital Pictures.jpg】

Murata: Wow, did you go to the hospital to do the mission?

Sanlun Xia: No, she was sent to the hospital QWQ

Mechanical Pill: The seniors are in the next bed.Everyone is hospitalized together.

Murata: wow

Murata: Awesome, how did you get injured at the same time?

Zenyuan Zhenyi:? ? ?

Zenyuan Zhenyi: If you can’t speak, you can donate your mouth to those in need, thank you.

Murata: Bunny at a loss.jpg

Murata: So you overturned in a collective mission?

Sanlun Xia: It was the exchange meeting that collectively overturned [Big Cry.jpg]

Sanlun Xia: Fortunately, the school helped to pay for the medical expenses.

Murata: ...

Murata: It's so miserable.Who beat you?

Zenyuan Zhenyi: The special grade of the Tokyo school, Otoko Yuta.

Zenyuan Zhenyi: He also uses a knife.

Murata, who was brushing his teeth lazily, suddenly turned his eyes sharply, and his eyes fell on the last message from Zenyuan Zhenyi: But no one told him that the alumnus of the Tokyo school also used a knife.

Beat his classmate into the hospital with a knife?Awesome——

"Ali, haven't you finished washing?"

Fu Heihui's voice came from the living room, Murata turned off the phone, and flushed his face with water: "It's finished—what shall we have for breakfast?"

Fu Heihui: "Omelette, I warmed up the milk."

Murata put away his used toiletries, and walked out slowly wearing Fukuroi's slippers.The smell of breakfast reverberated in the living room. He pulled out his chair and sat down: "I'm going to go out later to do a mission, and it's near here. After completing the mission, I will return to Kyoto."

Fu Heihui: "A very troublesome task?"

"It's not troublesome..."

Murata swallowed the fried egg in his mouth, took out his mobile phone and flicked it a few times, then handed it to Fu Heihui: "It has something to do with a friend of mine."

On the screen of the mobile phone he handed over, there was a group photo: Murata was easy to recognize, with fair skin, black hair, and red pupils.In the photo, he looks no more than eight or nine years old, wearing a samurai uniform, holding a wooden sword in his arms, and casually glances at the camera.The girl next to him tugging at his cuff was wearing a long white dress, slender and weak, with a shy look on her face.

The point is, the girl has black hair and green pupils, and her eye color is somewhat similar to that of Fu Heihui.Although they are only similar in color, there is no overlap in eye shape, temperament and appearance.

But this makes it hard not to think too much, Fu Heihui raised his eyes and looked at Murata.Murata was sipping milk, his short black hair falling down his cheeks from time to time.He felt Fu Heihui's gaze, so he raised his head, and the two looked at each other—Fu Heihui's tone was flat: "Who is she?"

"My former friend, Morikawa Juri."

Murata explained generously and frankly: "When I was young, I lived in the same village and had a good relationship with her. She had some mental problems, but her family didn't pay attention to them, and later she developed into depression."

"Her family members think that depression is a mental illness. If you take it to the doctor and leave a medical history, it will affect the reputation of the family, so I insist that Shuri go to school like a normal child, and spend two hours every night talking with her and talking about the world. It's a beautiful thing, I hope this way can cure her."

"Shuli couldn't bear this kind of life, and committed suicide by jumping off the building when he was 12 years old."

Fu Heihui was taken aback, bowed his head, and after a while, he said softly, "I'm sorry."

After drinking the milk in two or three gulps, Murata wondered, "Why are you saying you're sorry? It's none of your business to jump off a building from a tree."

"The task I'm going to do this time is also related to Shuli. After I became smaller yesterday, Teacher 99 brought me to you - but I saw Shuli from the window of the residential building. The initial suspicion may be that it was not included in the window The spirit of the case, but that's where the problem lies."

Murata took back his mobile phone, frowned and looked at the shy girl on the screen, and said, "Juri died and was buried in my hometown, which is three hours' drive from Saitama Prefecture. It's so far away, unless the curse spirit It can read my memory, otherwise it has seen the appearance in the tree in my hometown, and then it becomes the appearance in the tree."

"But it doesn't make sense. If it saw the tree in Fujishiyama, why did it come all the way to Saitama? It's strange."

He was talking to himself, frowning slightly.No matter how hard Fu Heihui looked with his two eyes, he couldn't see any personal feelings from Murata's face—he felt a little subtle meaning inexplicably in his heart.

Murata finished his breakfast and took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen for washing.When he came out to change his shoes, he found that Fu Heihui was also changing his shoes.Murata wondered, "Why are you changing your shoes?"

Fu Heihui glanced at him and said, "I'm on vacation, I don't have to go to school, and I don't have any tasks for the time being."

Murata understood in seconds: "Oh, you want to go on a mission with me?"

Fu Heihui: "...um."

It was still a bit cold outside, and Murata was wearing Fu Heihui's coat, Fu Heihui's clothes, and even the shoes were Fu Heihui's.He didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and when he left, he also walked away with the sugar bowl that Fu Heihui had bought for Xiao Murata.

"I've booked two tickets. I'll go back to Tengshishan first to see if the Morikawa's house has any tainted spell power, and then I'll go to the cemetery."

Murata bit the candy and said vaguely: "If necessary, we may disturb the peaceful sleep in the tree."

Fu Heihui was taken aback: "...you mean, digging graves?"

Murata nodded: "There is no other way. After all, what I did see yesterday was Juli himself, and my eyes could not be mistaken. If it is not some bullshit twins plot, then the biggest possibility is that the corpse was killed by two people. Used it for the first time."

"Hey, didn't I tell you that my eyes are special?"

He looked at Fu Heihui suspiciously.Fu Heihui was silent for a moment, then shook his head lightly, indicating that Murata did not say anything.

Murata scratched his cheek: "I thought I said it... that is, the world I see in my eyes is different from the world seen by normal people."

His fingers moved upwards, pressing the ends of those plum red pupils: "I can see the direction of the bones of all creatures, the contraction of the muscles, and the flow of blood - no matter who fights with me, as long as he is useful To any part of the body, I can predict all the opponent's attacks."

"In the beginning, I could only see bones, muscles, etc. Later, after I started learning knives, I became more and more sensitive. Sometimes even if I close my eyes and don't look, I can still feel the existence of other creatures, even Plants also have their own special way of existence."

Fu Heihui was no stranger to this skill.There are people he knows who have similar abilities, but that person is...

Fu Heihui was surprised: "Can you see the mantra?"

"can."

Murata nodded, and let go of the hand on the end of the eyes: "I didn't know it was magic power before, so I thought it was something like sword energy. Later, when I met the teacher, I realized that that kind of thing is called magic power."

But for Murata, it doesn't matter what it is called.It is precisely because he can see it since he was a child that even if he doesn't know what this power is called, Murata can mobilize and use it proficiently.

After he finished explaining, he found that apart from being surprised, Fu Heihui looked at him with an indescribable feeling.Murata was at a loss: "Is there a problem with this skill?"

Fu Heihui: "...Ah Li, is this ability passed down in your family?"

"No." Murata shook his head: "How could this random ability be inherited from family? We call this ability 'seeing the world', because we can easily detect and see through the essence of everything in the world, so we chose this ability." name."

"It is recorded in the dojo's miscellaneous notes that there are two types of people with this ability, one is innate like me, and the other is that they can also achieve this level through acquired efforts."

"However, the latter requires very harsh environmental conditions. In the early years, there were still a few swordsmen who could comprehend it. But in this peaceful age, it is basically impossible for swordsmen to reach that level through practice."

Fu Heihui: "..."

He could already imagine the reaction of the conservative group if Murata's words reached the Gojo family.It is probably the point where even if you are already lying in bed with old age, you still want to crawl over and assassinate Murata to justify the specialness of the 'Six Eyes'.After all, everyone in the magic circle knows that the 'six eyes' is a once-in-a-century inheritance of the Wutiao family.

But Murata said that this ability can also be obtained through acquired practice.This is no less than smashing the old family glory of the Wutiao family to the ground and stepping on it twice.

Of course, if this is the glory of the Chanyuan family, then Fu Heihui would like to help step on it.

He took a deep breath and pressed Murata's shoulder: "Who else knows you have this ability except me?"

Fu Heihui suddenly became serious, which made Murata even more confused.He said honestly: "Teacher 99, my family members, the attending physician in charge of my annual and monthly checkups at the Maternity Hospital, and some brothers and sisters in the dojo also know... because they don't understand how I won during the sparring. , will come and ask me."

Fu Heihui: "...how did you answer?"

Murata said straightforwardly: "Just say that you can see where you are going to move with your eyes, and hit you first, and then you will win!"

Fu Heihui fell silent.He looked at Murata's natural face, took a deep breath—then, Fu Heihui patted Murata on the shoulder, and turned around expressionlessly: "Don't talk to the magician casually about your eyes in the future."

Murata caught up with Fu Heihui in three or two steps: "Okay."

"But I answered a lot of your questions just now, so may I ask you a question as well?"

Fu Heihui: "Just ask."

Murata smiled brightly, and asked without haze: "Hui, do you know Otoko Yuta?"