[Comprehensive] The God of Desire unfolds

It was only when Seto felt the red light and heat on his eyelids that he realized that he was sleeping extraordinarily peacefully, and it was dawn when he fell asleep.

Stretching refreshedly, Seto noticed that Tatara was not by his side, and the slight clash of spatulas from the kitchen made him grin, and he rushed to the bathroom to freshen up and then went into the kitchen.

"Morning!~" Having figured it out without any burden, Seto greeted Tatara in a particularly energetic manner, and leaned over to look at the fried eggs rolling on the electric baking pan. And fragrant.

Sniffing, Seto was embarrassed to let Tatara help himself, and after getting a response, he helped to heat up two bags of milk, put an appropriate amount of coffee in a cup of the same size, and planned to make two cups of milk and coffee.

The not-so-short life in the West made him like to have a cup in the morning, and Duoliang watched his movements and shrugged, "Coffee will destroy the nutrients in milk."

"I know, but it tastes good~" Seto responded with a smile, stirred the cup with a small spoon, and grinned.

Duo Duo Liang pretended to sigh, "Sure enough, I'm still a child, forget it, let you go."

"Hey, hey!" Seto bared his teeth, showing his dissatisfaction by baring his teeth and waving his claws, which caused a big white eye and a sneer.Someone snorted, but the movements of his hands showed no intention of restraining himself. After stirring, he took a sip of the steaming coffee, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and sighed in enjoyment.

Tatara looked at Seto amusedly, shook his head helplessly, and after finishing breakfast quickly, he wanted to go back to Barbara directly.But Seto stopped him, and then under Tatara's astonished gaze, he said that he would help him do some "exercise" from today - that is not simply to strengthen his body.Seto had this idea as early as the previous attack. He was not arrogant and thought that he could train non-combatant Tatara to become an elite in a short period of time, but at least he couldn't be like Eric who came out of such a weak gang. They can be easily defeated, right?

I don't know what the people in Barbara are thinking, Duo Liang is pure fighting scum!

Seto couldn't imagine that something like this would happen to Tatara due to everyone's negligence-this is not impossible, because even if the companion is strong enough, he can't be too arrogant to think that he can never be left alone- ——That kind of consequences Seto just thinks about it and feels unbearable, life is only once, hey!

He will absolutely, absolutely not let anything happen to Todara.

So the devil's training... Hehe, there is no escape, senior.

Tadara suddenly trembled, feeling a little hairy on his back.At this moment, the Seto boy straightened his back and said with a serious and unquestionable face: "Tatara, let's start hell training."

...It's weird, it's obviously a face of majesty and righteousness, but Tatara just feels...that expression looks like a devil smiling.

Facing the scorching sun in the sky, Seto felt that his eyes, which were already covered in sweat, turned black in bursts.

Well, he knew from the very beginning that Tatara was a "non-combatant", and he himself didn't place much hope in terms of physical fitness, physical strength, etc., as long as it is at the level of ordinary people, then Seto has enough confidence.

but……!The premise is that Tatara is simply the best of the poor, and it’s only 500 meters. Don’t feel like you’re running a marathon, senior!

Seto took a deep breath, feeling that his positioning was wrong from the very beginning.But is it just about giving up?the answer is negative.The Seto boy felt that he had become more and more courageous. Think about it, if Tatara can be trained by himself to a level that can protect himself under such circumstances, how much sense of accomplishment he would have.

It doesn't matter, we lack everything now, that is, we don't lack time.You can always get results from practice, step by step.

So when Seto began to concentrate on writing a training form tailored for Tatara, Tatara was running panting.

He knew that Seto was doing this for his own good, and although his companions and himself didn't mind, since Seto was worried about him, he should try his best not to make him worry.Although... really tired =口=

His throat seemed to be on fire from the trachea upwards, and he could feel a faint smell of blood in his mouth while it was burning hot. His chest and lungs seemed to be split open, and the air in his mouth was gasping for breath. The room was filled with gas like a fork in the air, and the limbs were sore and uncomfortable.

Knowing that his physical strength is not good, he is even more lazy to engage in any strenuous exercise. Tatara has almost never run like this since he was born. He is clamoring for discomfort all over his body. Waves of higher spirits instigate him to give up and stop in his mind. , Stop forcing yourself like this.But there was another voice sounding, telling him not to give up so easily, Seto's bright eyes seemed to be right in front of him, when he didn't say anything and just looked at himself, his heart was inexplicably soft.

But the lack of physical strength eventually caused Tatara's pace to gradually slow down. He felt a little top-heavy. The bright sunlight in front of him now only brought some unpleasant glaring feeling, and the gray area in front of him was like the dazzling Northern Lights. , Even if you close your eyes, the stinging pain has not diminished by a single point.

It's just that the heavy breathing that soon filled his ears was mixed with other things, and Tatara turned his head and saw Seto who caught up with him at some point and ran beside him, still smiling brightly without a trace of gloom , The young man who was a little dazed and unable to see his direction last night was gone, replaced by the spirit that made people feel inspired now.

He grinned, his beautiful and neat white teeth shining brightly. "Hey, keep going! I'll run with you, there are 400 meters left, it will be very fast."

As if convinced, Duo Liang told himself silently that it will be over soon, and it is better to arrive naturally than to give up halfway.

He didn't want to give up halfway in embarrassment in front of someone younger than himself.

Suddenly, the stiff and waving arm was held by a slightly sweaty hand covered with sweat. Opposite the gentle force was the man's playful blinking eyes. "Hey, together, don't let go."

Even though he was exhausted, Tatara still twitched the corners of his mouth, squinted at Seto with the corners of his eyes, panting and sneered at him intermittently: "Don't... let go...Obviously I'm older than you...Brother...stinky boy..."

Seto, who is called a brat, obviously enjoys the name with a cheeky face, and agrees with a smile, but directly ignores the absolutely unrealistic thing of calling him a brother - even if he is killed, he will not call someone who is actually younger than himself. Brother Duo Ren, even though it is very difficult for him to be ashamed of anything, but this kind of thing should be forgotten... um.

The boy with a smile on his face and the tired boy kept moving forward at the same speed. Gradually, Tadara felt as if he had broken through a certain boundary, and the fatigue at the beginning began to fade away, replaced by a fiery feeling. , Unrestrained power is slowly burning.It is probably the power of Barbara hidden in the body. That power has not changed much since it was acquired, but now even though it still does not have much power to enrich, it can feel the vigorous power... Enthusiasm, release!

Tatara's spirit obviously improved a lot. Although Seto couldn't bear to hit him, his speed was still slow enough, but at least Tatara really persisted to the end.Well, progress isn't it?

At the end of the run, Duo Liang didn't restrain his inertia. He staggered a few steps and then lay down on his back on the slightly wet grass, panting violently with his chest undulating violently. Can't think, can't take care of looking around, the brain is clearly blank, but emotionally express wanton want to smile.

A certain Seto boy who was temporarily forgotten in a corner was pulled directly to the ground, and the dull pain from the back of his head made him want to cry without tears.But turning his head to look at a gentle boy who apparently forgot to let go of his hand, Seto suddenly couldn't help smiling again.Forget it, forget it, since you finally finished the race, I won't bother with you.

The two teenagers lying on the ground spread their limbs carelessly, their eyes narrowed slightly to look at the blue sky, the sun that was still hot just now has returned to the usual feeling, and the wind blew across their cheeks a little itchy.

Seto stretched out a finger to poke Tara who was lying beside him, and someone flinched, laughing and tickling intermittently.

A certain Seto exerted his rambunctious spirit and poked and poked more and more excitedly. The two rolled around on the grass, covered in grass leaves, and completely lost their image to Java.

"Hey."

Tatara cried out suddenly, lay down and did not move.

"Ok?"

Seto didn't look at him either, just panting and lazily squinting at the clean sky.

"..." Tatara's voice was too low for Seto to understand clearly, but when he asked again, Tatara didn't reply.Seto was startled and looked over, his delicate face had a softer and more gentle smile than ever before, the smile stopped at the corner of his lips, his face with closed eyes looked at ease, his breathing was slow and gentle long.

...and actually fell asleep?Seto stared stupidly for a while before realizing it, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that I am really tired...

Thinking of something suddenly, Seto lightly pulled out his camera from his backpack, sneakily took a picture of Tatara, and the instant camera quickly spit out a color photo.

The sleeping face in the photo seems to make people feel happy, the smile that still lingers in the sleep is so brisk, and the attractive eyes stay on it for a long time.

Seto took out a pen and quickly wrote a sentence on the back with the cap in his mouth, then looked at it with a smile, and mouthed it silently.

[Hey, my Tatara]

The sun shines on the body, which is extraordinarily warm.

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