Pure love DK is number one in the world

Murata suspects that there may really be such things as innate skills in the world.Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he, who has learned breathing techniques since he was a child, has repeatedly failed in kissing.

He was still obsessed with this matter until dinner, and after taking a few mouthfuls, he had to carefully look at Fu Heihui out of the corner of his eye——Fu Heihui was a little restless when he saw him, with a calm surface but red ears Like cooked shrimp.

After dinner, Murata helped his aunt wash the dishes.Fu Heihui also wanted to help, but was forced by her grandma to stay and chat with her.

The kitchen is spacious enough for two people to stand.After Murata washed the dishes and wiped his hands with a dry towel, the aunt smiled and took out two candies from the apron pocket and stuffed them for him.

Murata laughed dumbfounded, and took the candy: "Auntie, I'm almost seventeen, should I change the reward next time?"

The aunt squeezed Murata's face: "That's still young."

"Oh, by the way, there is a girl who came to see you—it seems to be a child from the Morikawa family next door. I asked her to wait in the yard for a while and said that you would go over after washing the dishes."

"Girls?"

Murata raised his eyebrows: "What kind of girl?"

Aunt: "Very beautiful, with fair skin, green eyes, and golden hair."

Murata nodded: "I see."

The aunt asked curiously, "Are you a friend?"

Murata: "Not a friend."

He went around to the front hall, took the knife, and walked into the yard.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the lights in the yard were turned on, illuminating the stone road.The storm just ate his fill, fluttered at bugs under the wisteria flowers, bumped into the wall several times, fought and failed repeatedly, and became more and more courageous.

The small lake in the middle of the yard has been renovated, and a girl in a dark blue dress is squatting by the lake, her long platinum hair tied into two low ponytails, her back facing Murata.

Murata's footsteps gradually approached - the girl turned around and just smiled at him: "Hi..."

Halfway through the laugh, it was a knife that responded to her.

The wind blade wielded by the blue blade had terrible destructive power, and the girl's body could not dodge it at all—the four overlapping wind blades broke apart in an instant, and she fell backward into the pool, her green pupils shrinking rapidly.

The Hilun knife wiped her neck and sank into the pile of cobblestones. Murata lowered her eyes and pressed her knee against her fragile throat. The plum red vertical pupils did not show any trace of emotion.

"You have three seconds."

The girl struggled a bit, and tried to call his name: "Li——"

In the next second, her neck was cut off by the Sun Wheel Knife, and her head flew out, rolling a distance in the dark night.With blood splashing on his cheeks, Murata lifted up the body immersed in the water, glanced sideways at the head that rolled out of the darkness, and met those unbelievable green pupils.

He raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "Do you believe me in three seconds?"

"idiot."

Murata drew the knife very quickly, his eyes were cold, without the slightest memory or hesitation for a moment, and he didn't even listen to her sophistry.

The head that rolled on the ground split open, and a ball of brains rolled out of it.At the same time, a person jumped down from the wall of the Wisteria Garden, bent down and picked up the ball of brains.

The man complained: "I managed to get my body together, but you broke it for me again."

There was an inexplicable sense of coaxing the child in the tone of his mind: "I will find you something more interesting next time."

The man suddenly turned angry into joy: "Then I want Murata!"

They were fast, melting into the darkness like ghosts.Murata didn't go after him—he picked up the split head from the ground and put it back together on the corpse.The damage caused by the sun wheel knife caused the clothes of the corpse to be torn, and there were traces of sutures at the joints of the exposed limbs.

Murata lowered his eyes, hugged her to the wisteria lace and put her down, gently stroked the girl's dirty hair: "It's okay, go on to sleep."

The way he looked at the corpse was far gentler than the way he looked at the 'tree' just now.From the moment when the living 'Juri' talked to Murata, Murata has always looked at each other with indifferent eyes like looking at objects.

When the corpse turned back into a corpse again, Murata's expression became much gentler.

The clothes on the corpse were completely torn, so he simply took off his coat and put it on the corpse—at this moment the phone rang, and Murata took out the phone to answer the call: it was 99 Yuki calling.

99 Youji: "Tsk, I stopped him, but ran away again."

Murata said calmly: "It's not a very strong spell spirit."

99 coughed dryly: "It's not entirely because of the curse spirit... They still have companions at the foot of the mountain, two super-level curse spirits, and a curse master with an unknown level. The initial judgment is at least a first-level curse master. And Wutiao Wu Come too—he's next to me now."

A man's lively voice greeted faintly from the phone.

99 quickly continued to snatch the phone back: "One of the magic spells seems to have the effect of reducing the fighting spirit. We just let them escape after a little distraction. But it's not completely useless, just the special level with spiritual intelligence This point of the curse spirit is explosive news."

Murata stood up, wiped the blood splattered on his cheek with the back of his hand, and said in a flat tone, "I'm not interested."

"I want that curse spirit to disappear. If you can't do it, I'll do it myself."

99 was subtle, paused for a moment, and softened his tone slightly: "They won't enter the Vine Raider Mountain again, you can rest assured about that. I already have a little clue about that strange parasitic spell spirit. Let's leave it at that, I will I'm at the intersection of Fujisan Mountain, come down and find me."

"Bring Fu Hei down too, Gojo Wu is here."

After hanging up the phone, Murata went back to the lake and washed his hands.He still has a sweet and bloody smell that can't be blown away by the night wind, mixed with the scent of wisteria flowers in the air.

On the way back to the hall, he sent a message to the security guard at the nearest maternity house, asking them to come and clean up the dead bodies and the scene in the yard.

Before stepping on the porch again, Murata checked the soles of his feet to make sure that his shoes were not stained with blood. He opened the sliding door and leaned in. The fireplace was burning in the room, and the warm breath covered up the sweet smell of blood. .

Grandma was still flipping through a thick photo album with Fu Heihui. She adjusted the frame of her reading glasses and looked at Murata with a smile: "What are you doing sitting at the door? Come in quickly, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold ... Where's your coat?"

Murata pawed at the door, smiling as heartlessly as usual with crooked eyebrows: "I left my coat in the kitchen. My teacher just called me and needs to go urgently."

Grandma was surprised: "I'm leaving now? But it's getting dark now!"

Fu Heihui keenly sensed something was wrong.He looked at Murata, who still had a smile on his face, and said, "So it's urgent! Hui also wants to go with me, so I won't be eating supper at home today."

"Officer Undead Chuan just told me that there are bears on the mountain recently, grandma, don't go out these few days."

Grandma frowned worriedly: "Are there bears again?"

Murata nodded: "Yes, it's too unsafe. So you must go out less usually, call me when you are bored, and I can answer the phone secretly during class."

"Hui, let's go."

"Goodbye Grandma—"

The two left the room together, and Murata closed the sliding door.They walked down the veranda and walked forward along the gravel road for a certain distance, and they could see the bloodstains spread under the light.

Fu Heihui: "How to deal with it later?"

Murata: "Someone has been notified to deal with it. It will take two to three minutes at most. Grandma is getting old, and she doesn't like to go out. Even if she bumps into her accidentally, they have their own way of talking to appease the old man."

Fu Heihui nodded and stopped asking.He knew what Murata had just done outside - conjurers are sensitive to changes in spell power, and Fu Heihui even helped to temporarily lower a simple tent to prevent grandma from noticing the sound of fighting in the yard.

They have a tacit understanding in some aspects, just like Fu Heihui does not intend to let Tsumiki get in touch with the magic world, and Murata will not bring dangerous things to his family.

Just a short distance from the yard to the door, someone came to the door.

A team in police uniforms came in quietly and cleaned the scene skillfully.The man in the lead had long eyelashes and a cold expression.

He strode towards Murata, glanced at Fu Heihui, showing some surprise, but quickly suppressed it: "What's the matter with the corpse in the yard?"

"Curse spirit."

Murata said in a calm tone, "Recently, everyone in the village should be careful. If there are strange people in the village, they must be controlled immediately."

Immortal Chuan nodded.He couldn't help but glanced at Fu Heihui again, a little curious, but for some reason, he didn't ask, but changed the subject bluntly: "I'll ask at Morikawa's house, your teacher is at the foot of the mountain I'm waiting for you, hurry up and go."

It was not the first time for them to deal with this kind of thing. Whether it was fooling the elderly or collecting information on the spot, they were all professional, so Murata was not worried, and took Fu Heihui to the foot of the mountain to find the 99 meeting first.

Bushichuan returned to the scene, just in time to meet a trainee policeman with a pale face holding a pen and notebook.He raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? Your face is so ugly?"

The trainee policeman suppressed his throat: "The corpse... is a little ugly. I heard that the little girl from the Morikawa family and Murata are not good friends? Even if the curse spirit is on the body, and seeing the face of a good friend, they will not bear to do it, right?"

"He-he didn't show mercy at all."

Undead Chuan took the automatic pen from his arms and shook his head: "Of course we can't show mercy. Showing mercy to the curse spirit is tantamount to killing more people indirectly."

The trainee policeman muttered softly: "I understand the truth, but facing the appearance of a good friend, it must be difficult to accept emotionally..."

Undead Chuan smiled, but did not answer this sentence.He thought that maybe other people would be emotionally reluctant, but Murata would not.

At night, the Fuji Mountain was shrouded in the cold spring. Murata didn't wear a coat, and as he was walking, he was blown by the wind and sneezed.He covered his nose and rubbed it, then turned his head to look at Fu Heihui - Fu Heihui turned out his pockets and spread his hands helplessly: "The mask is used up."

Murata: "..."

He turned his head and was about to continue walking, when suddenly his vision went dark, and warm cloth enveloped him; Murata froze for a moment, Fu Heihui had already zipped up the jacket covering Murata, and put the hood on him as well stand up.

Murata was a little dazed, staring at Fu Heihui with plum red eyes.

Fu Heihui grabbed the fabric on both sides of the hood, put it in the middle, and smiled lightly: "It should be better this way."

The fabric on both sides of the hood was pulled out, almost completely covering Murata's face.For some reason, Murata laughed out loud——Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, the faint smile on his face disappeared, and looked at Murata quietly.

Murata leaned over and put his head on Fu Heihui's shoulder: "Hug me."

Fu Heihui: "Okay."

They hugged quietly, and when they hugged tightly, it would make people feel that the empty part of the heart was also filled, and a sense of satisfaction overflowed from inside, wrapping the whole person warmly.

Murata's mood improved, and he held Fu Heihui's face and kissed a few indiscriminately - some fell on the cheeks, and some were printed on the boy's sharp jaw.

Fu Heihui kissed him casually, didn't move, and didn't return it. He just felt like laughing, and couldn't restrain the feeling of wanting to laugh out loud.Those scattered kisses didn't have much desire/desire, and the warmth was more like a comfort.

It seems that through these random kisses, Fu Heihui can touch more of Murata's emotional part.

Perceived his unreasonable happiness at the moment, and also felt the hollow part of his heart.

Murata hugged his waist: "I like you so much."

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, and the tips of her ears began to turn red.Murata is still outputting: "I liked it very much before, but today I like it very much, a little more than I like it very much."

Can't stand it.

Who can stand it?

Before we were together, Fu Heihui was often dizzy by Murata's straight ball. After we got together, Murata's straight ball skills seemed to have been upgraded accordingly, and he continued to rub him on the ground.

He lowered his eyes, trying to hide his youthful panic, and pretended to be calm: "Reward."

Fu Heihui stuffed two candies into Murata's palm.

"Wow--"

A frivolous whistle sounded, and Fu Heihui almost jumped up like a fried sea urchin.He turned his head, and the flash of the camera in Gojo Satoru's hand made his eyes barely open—Gojo Satoru took pictures of him up, down, left, and right, and whistled: "Megumi's first love record ~ ​​completed!"

Before Fu Heihui could get angry, Gojo Satoru had quickly put away his phone, and bent down to look at Murata behind him with a smile: "Murata, hello."

"It's the first time I've met you. I'm Gojo Satoru, a first-year teacher at the Tokyo Magic College."

Murata also smiled: "Hi, teacher! I'm Murata, a first-year student at Kyoto's Magic College!"

99 chased up from behind, and seeing the scene where the two met, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his back molars.She took a deep breath and walked over: "Murata, it's time for us to return to Kyoto. I'll talk to you about the curse spirit on the way."

Murata: "Okay."

He let go of Fu Heihui's hand, and walked towards 99—after a few steps, Murata turned back and looked at Fu Heihui eagerly.Fu Heihui pursed his lips, then sighed, and waved obediently to Murata: "Goodbye."

Murata frowned and smiled brightly: "Goodbye, goodbye, see you next time!"

99 suddenly felt that his entire row of teeth began to ache, not only painful but also a little sour.She tugged on Murata's coat and hat: "Let's go, don't waste time."