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Murata couldn't see Fukuroi's expression clearly because she was hugging her.He blinked, then grabbed Fu Heihui's shoulder and patted: "For the sake of your sincere apology to me, I'm not angry anymore!"

In fact, I was not angry at all.

Fu Heihui let out an 'hmm', but was still lying on the crouch of Murata's shoulder and neck.When he made a gasp, his breath fell on Murata's neck.

The breath is warm, the skin is warm.The light from the street lamps outside fell on the wall, and the room was stuffy and hot.As long as you hold it for 3 minutes at such a temperature, you will be so hot that you will sweat, and your scalp and fingertips will be warm and soft.

The weight on the shoulders gradually sank, Fu Heihui tilted his head, and his hands were still around Murata's waist.Murata realized that Fu Heihui had fallen asleep, and his brows and eyes eased, with a little helplessness.He touched the back of Fu Heihui's head, and those bristling hair tips, as stubborn and silent as Fu Heihui himself, were pressed down in Murata's palm.

He turned his head and kissed those stubborn soft short black hair, and said in a gentle and low voice, "Good night."

"Have a good dream."

A good night's dream, the dream is a summer night, the evening wind, dragonflies skimming the lake.He is no longer abandoned, or abandoned by anyone.

Murata woke up from the heat the next day.He felt as if he was encased in a giant teddy bear, from shoulders to knees, there was nowhere that wasn't warm.

When he opened his eyes, the sky outside was still not fully lit. He opened them for two seconds, and closed them again in less than half a second. He groped until he touched Fu Heihui's furry head, and pushed it, his voice was muffled. Unclear nasal voice: "Hui, don't touch me, it's so hot."

Fu Heihui snorted lightly, and still stuck to Murata's body like an octopus.

With his eyes closed, Murata pushed Fu Heihui's shoulders again; as a result, Fu Heihui's arms tightened even more, and Murata was forced to stick to his chest and abdomen, feeling like a pancake spread on an iron sheet.

It has just been fried on the back, now change to the front and continue frying.

"I said... Hui, there is still a species difference between a human and a doll..."

Pushing Fu Heihui's shoulder away with difficulty, Murata gasped for breath during the little distance he managed to open. He had to open his eyes this time, but he was so sleepy that his eyelashes drooped all the time. Waking up vaguely.

His vague, sleepy voice gradually lowered, "It's really impossible, you can turn on the air conditioner before going to sleep—"

Murata thought that Fu Heihui was asleep, so he might not be able to hear clearly.He was just sleepy, too lazy to get up, so he talked casually without hope.Unexpectedly, Fu Heihui really let go of one hand, put his arm over Murata's shoulder, and touched the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table.

'drop--'

The air conditioner screen lights up, the blades open and close, and cold air gushes out from the gaps.

Murata opened his eyes and stared at Fu Heihui - because he was hugged too close, so when he opened his eyes, he could only see her tight jawline and well-shaped lips.Maybe it's the heat, maybe it's the summer temperature, Fu Heihui's mouth looks a little dry.

With great difficulty, he pulled his arm out from under Fu Heihui's neck, held Fu Heihui's cheek with both hands, and pulled it down.Fu Heihui was forced to bow his head and nod, his cold green eyes met Murata's. He still had the expressionless cool face, but he was not as fierce as usual, with a little ignorance of not waking up.

Murata pinched the soft flesh on Hei Hui's cheek: "When did you wake up?"

"...when you first spoke."

"I told you to let go why don't you let go?"

Fu Heihui did not speak, but pursed his lips, his long and dense eyelashes drooping slightly.He obviously didn't speak, nor did he frown, but he just lowered his eyelashes, making him look aggrieved.

It seems quite aggrieved?

Murata let go of his hand helplessly, gave up on the treatment himself, and leaned into Fu Heihui's arms with his eyes closed: "Forget it, you can hug...don't press the place that shouldn't be pressed anymore, adolescent men are very fragile of."

He heard Fu Heihui chuckle, but he didn't remember whether Fu Heihui agreed to him, because he was too sleepy afterwards, and Murata fell asleep again.

Half of the return sleep was over, and Murata felt much more relaxed when he woke up.A kind of cake is cooked over and over again, and finally put on the table, there is no need to worry about it.

He has never had the habit of staying in bed, and always wakes up when he wakes up, without delay.After turning over, he didn't see Fu Heihui on the bed, so Murata put on his shoes and got off the bed while picking up his phone to check the time.

It's only past six o'clock, but the sky is already bright outside the window.The air conditioner was turned on in the house, and the floor was stained with cold air and felt cold.

Many unread messages popped up on the phone, most of them were in the class group.

The sister school exchange competition is approaching, and the students in the class are very excited, discussing where to go after arriving in Tokyo ahead of schedule.Because Murata said that his home is in Tokyo, someone Aite Murata asked if he could go to his dojo to play.

Murata replied yes.

Anyway, there are tourists visiting the dojo every year, so it would not be a problem to let a few students in.At that time, he should also return to the dojo in Tokyo ahead of time, and find someone to ask some questions by the way.

After replying to the message, Murata went out to wash up.

There are spare tooth cups and toothbrushes on the sink in the bathroom, as well as disposable face towels that have not been removed, but now there are traces of being used.He squeezed out toothpaste and brushed his teeth, thinking about Fu Heihui while brushing his teeth.

Then, for some reason, I thought of the 'two-sided Nuo container' that Jiwan and the others discussed in the locker room.If the other party just enrolled this year... wouldn't he be the same student as Fu Heihui?No wonder Hui didn't look very interested, after all, he would feel sad when his companion died.

Faintly heard the sound of someone opening the door outside the house.Murata casually scooped up water to wash his face, rinsed away the foam left by brushing his teeth, and left the bathroom.

As expected, Fu Heihui came back outside the house.He was still wearing a black high school/uniform, with his collar turned up against his chin, and he was carrying breakfast in his hand.

After changing shoes and entering the house, Fu Heihui put breakfast on the table: warmed milk, seaweed rice balls, and ham sausage.

Murata opened the table and sat down, picked up a carton of milk, plugged in a straw, and then opened the seaweed rice ball, and the ham sausage by the way, "I will take you to the station later?"

He thought that Fu Heihui would return to Tokyo later.After all, today is not the weekend, and according to Manga's habit of using students as 996 employees, weekends may not be able to rest.

At most, there is no need to go to class.

Fu Heihui: "I'm on vacation this morning."

"It's a holiday—do you want to go out to play? Wait a minute, I'll ask for a vacation with Teacher Diva. Excuse...excuse...well, let's say I was hit by a car while helping my grandmother to cross the road!"

While biting the milk straw, Murata freed up one hand to type.Fu Heihui laughed angrily when he heard him talking to himself.He could almost imagine Teacher Diva's expression when he heard this outrageous reason, and he probably called Murata immediately to tell Murata to go back to school.

Murata tapped the phone screen with his index finger for the last time: "Hey! Sending is complete!"

"Oh, by the way, didn't I go on a mission in Kobe before? I brought you a souvenir, wait for me to get it for you."

He ran to the TV and squatted down, opened the cabinet underneath, and found a light yellow gift bag from it.There is also a tie of the same color on the handle of the bag, which hangs down softly against the paper.

Murata excitedly handed the gift box to Fu Heihui, his face was full of bright anticipation: "I painted the outside color by myself, please open it and have a look!"

He opened the gift bag, and there was a small bright yellow box the size of a head inside.Fu Heihui opened the box again, and finally revealed an oval-shaped tumbler standing inside—the tumbler was painted with black spiky hair, emerald green eyes, the corners of the eyes and mouth were flattened into a straight line, and the face was full of writing. with an unhappy expression.

Murata said excitedly: "Dangdang~ Fuheihui tumbler!"

Fu Heihui couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.Murata leaned over and poked his index finger against the forehead of the tumbler. The tumbler was thrown back, and after Murata let go, he wobbled back.

He smiled and turned his face towards Fu Heihui, showing his sharp canine teeth when he smiled, "Isn't it cute?"

Fu Hei Huixu clenched his fist and pressed it to his lips: "Ah Li...it's strange to boast about yourself."

"I'm asking if your tumbler is cute, and I didn't ask you to praise yourself."

"Hmm - cute."

Fu Heihui's pinna slowly turned red again.He pressed down on the tumbler with his index finger, so the tumbler stopped shaking back and forth, and the unhappy face was facing Fu Heihui.

The lines were drawn jittery, and the edges of the black and purple school uniform and the edges of the black hair were almost blended together.But Fu Heihui thought it was cute.

Whether it's painting a tumbler as yourself, or taking apart the food you want to eat before eating, or drawing skills that are enough to enter the top five in the kindergarten small class drawing competition... they are all cute.Everything he does is cute, and every word he says seems to be coquettish.

As expected, Murata's reason for asking for leave did not pass. He received a call from the diva, and he packed his schoolbag and went to school with a sad face when he was told by the teacher.

Fu Heihui sent him out of the community, and when he reached the gate of the community, Murata grabbed Fu Heihui's sleeve and said eagerly, "I'm going to school."

"……Um."

"This time I went there for eight or nine hours of campus life, which meant that I couldn't see each other for eight or nine hours."

"……Um."

"I'm leaving?"

He repeated at least twice that he wanted to leave, and he was still holding on to Fu Heihui's sleeve.Helplessly, Fu Heihui broke Murata's hand away and reminded him: "You are going to be late."

Murata showed the expression of the puppy being forced to take a walk, pitifully, "The exchange competition will take several days—"

He stopped before he finished speaking, looked at Fu Heihui's hand that suddenly reached out to his chin in confusion, and asked what Fu Heihui was doing.Fu Heihui blinked and told the truth: "Because your expression just now looked like a storm."

Murata: "...are you pointing at Sang and scolding Huai?"

Fu Heihui was decisive: "No, it's because I think it's cute... The storm is cute."

Murata slapped Fu Heihui's hand away, and quickly took out his mobile phone and pressed it.Fu Heihui was puzzled: "What are you pressing?"

Murata didn't even raise his head: "Search for a suitable pet shop near Fujishishan, and take the storm to euthanize if you have time... Did you laugh just now?"

Fu Heihui turned his face away, trying to prove with actions that he wasn't smiling.As a result, he turned his face away a little, but was held back by Murata again.Murata narrowed his eyes and approached him dangerously, "It's no use pretending to be cool now, student Fuhei, I've already seen your true nature!"

Classmate Fu Hei was pinched on the face by him, and then he couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

The dojo opened in the Meguro district of Tokyo covers a vast area, and the division of the dojo is more careful and strict than that in the countryside.

More importantly, it is inside the scenic area.

Scenic spot! ! !

It was the first time for Sanlunxia to enter the scenic spot without buying a ticket, and she was a little nervous while being excited—especially on the road covered with cherry blossoms, next to Jijiwan...and a lot of classmates.

She moved towards Murata and asked in a low voice, "Can we come in without buying a ticket?"

Murata: "...I'm a resident, isn't it unreasonable to buy a ticket every time I go home?"

"it seems to be like this."

Taking the students home, they took the path from the back door to the living area in the backyard, and Murata pointed them to the vacant guest room.

The three girls want to live in one room for the convenience of talking at night.There are four boys left—Kamo Kenji said that he is used to living alone, and Mekimaru doesn't care, anyway, his "sleep" is the standby state, and Todo Aoi enthusiastically expressed that he wanted to sleep with Murata, and was smiled by Murata Ruthlessly refused.

At this time, there are still three days before the sister school exchange competition. Sanlun Xia has taken a part-time job as the principal's secretary, and wants to go to Tokyo Jugao with the principal Leyansi to discuss the details of the exchange competition in advance.Although everyone felt that there was nothing to discuss, and the rules would not change drastically every year, anyway, it was a battle of raising Gu.

The other girls went shopping, while the poor Kenji Kamo was dragged by Todo Aoi to the dojo for sparring.Dongtang Aoi was very interested in the special training of breathing method in the dojo, and felt that he could not experience this kind of happiness by himself, so he did not hesitate to recruit other students.

But he did not find Murata.

Three days before the exchange match, Murata was not in his dojo.

The Ubuyashiki family, as a family that has been passed down for more than 2000 years, has a reputation for tolerance and charity.The ancestral home of the Ubuyashiki family is very hidden. It is only a temporary courtyard in Tokyo, but even if the owner does not live here, this courtyard still requires a lot of money and manpower to maintain it every year.

From the dawn of the morning, the house came alive.The fragile and precious wooden floor has been maintained from the inside to the outside, and fresh flowers and plants are also inserted in the blue and white porcelain belly bottle in the corner, and the rich fragrance overlaps with the expensive incense in the air.

Murata sneezed as soon as he entered the room, took two steps back, and covered his nose.

The maid who was in charge of arranging the flowers ran over immediately, a little nervous: "Are you allergic to pollen?"

He rubbed his nose, stretched his brows and eyes, and said with a smile, "No, I'm just a little sensitive to the scent of flowers... There should be no flowers in the reception room, right?"

The maid shook her head quickly.Murata breathed a sigh of relief and strode towards the reception room.

That's why he didn't like to come to the Ubayashiki's house - the Ubayashiki's house had too many flowers.And every time I see the boss, I feel very awkward. Although the boss is about the same age as him, but every time he insists on looking at Murata with the same eyes as his son, he can see the goosebumps all over Murata.

There are no flowers in the living room, but there are many picture scrolls on the walls.The boy kneeling behind the low table was about the same age as Murata, but his facial features were more delicate and beautiful. At a glance, he looked like a beautiful girl.

He looked up and saw Murata, with a slight smile on his lips, pointing to the seat opposite him: "Sit down."

"I heard that the college is going to hold an exchange match recently, and you will also play this time. You must be very busy, right?"

Murata knelt down beside the low table, and took the tea made by his big boss himself, "It's not that busy, but the trouble is really troublesome. I always thought that the rules my father made for the kendo are already very annoying. I didn't expect there to be more rules in the magic world."

"Although I don't agree with the division of ranks based solely on strength, this element in the magic world is outrageous. You know the feeling of dreaming back to the Asuka era 2000 years ago, right?"

There was a fatherly smile on Ubuyashiki's young and beautiful face: "It is true that the management method of the magic world might have been feasible thousands of years ago, but now that the times are advancing, they have always closed themselves in the rules of the old society. , not only cannot solve the increasingly serious curse problem, but will even aggravate unnecessary sacrifices."

"The scourge of the curse cannot be borne by the conjurer alone. The curse is a hazard to the entire human society. What we should do most is to let everyone stand in a position where they can contribute, instead of putting all the pressure on those who have A conjurer who removes power."

Murata shrugged: "As long as they have this awareness, the existence of the curse will not be hidden until now."

On the surface, he said that he was afraid that the existence of the curse would cause widespread panic—in the final analysis, he didn’t want to do troublesome and thankless public opinion guidance and public appeasement, and he didn’t want to divert the resources of the magic world, just want to lie in a high position Guarantee yourself an absolute special authority.

For high-level people, what does it matter if a thousand or 1 ordinary people die?

Murata snorted, and his mouth was gradually filled with the bitter taste of tea.He finally came up with a conclusion: "In the final analysis, they are just like the curse spirits, they are all mud that doesn't respect life."

Ubuyashiki smiled, looked down at the teacup in his hand, and said softly, "The tea stem has stood up."

"It's better to go back to the mud that doesn't respect life. After all, those idiots who can only command conjurers frequently try to interfere in our domain, which is also very annoying."

"For this exchange match, please ask Murata-kun to get in touch with Gojo Satoru a little bit."