After the resurrection, I send warmth every day

It's like a dream, and it's like a nightmare.

I don't remember the content at all, but my body is so heavy that it seems to be losing strength, but my head is strangely light.

Xingjian Haruka turned over in a daze in her sleep, and rolled into a heat source emitting heat, like a warm kotatsu in her bedroom.

She unconsciously stretched out her hand to grasp the warmth of the winter, got closer to the heat source, found a more comfortable position and fell asleep next to her.

When she became conscious again, she felt a bit itchy on the side of her neck and ears. In addition, someone was gently kneading the fine bangs on her forehead, and stroking her cheeks with warm fingertips. , eye corners, lip corners.

"Hmm..." Xing Jianyao narrowed his eyelashes in the gap, and fell into a deep blue ocean without warning.

Her mind was in chaos, she couldn't remember what happened for a moment, she habitually put her arms around the man's neck, leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips, "Gongmi, good morning."

"..." What responded to her was a hug so hard that her face suddenly turned pale.

The bones looked like they were about to be strangled to pieces.

"Kyomi?" Xingjian Haruka called his name in a daze, and grabbed his sleeve, "What's wrong with you? I'm in pain, can you let go?"

As a result...not only did it not loosen, but it locked her even tighter.

This silent silence and such abnormal behavior seemed to be only there when they met for the first time. At that time, he was also like this, holding her almost all the time, in the room, coming back from outside, in the car inside.

Are you... uneasy?

Xingjian Haruka originally wanted to ask him why he was uneasy, until she recalled the scene before she fell into a coma, and suddenly she lost all sleepiness.

I didn't intend to save that person.

I wanted to witness his disappearance with my own eyes.

But... after hearing those words and the past between that person and his mother, for some reason, I suddenly understood.

Maybe he was really too much to her at that time, and said a lot of things that hurt her when she was young, but if you think about it differently, if now, Kyoya, or Azuru and the others ended up ruined because they fell in love with someone, she would What's your mood?

She must also... be unable to be gentle with that child.

It was precisely because she realized this that she went to save that person.

The opponent is a monster, and it is a monster that has lost all its power and has begun to corrupt. If you want to treat him, you need to use a huge amount of spiritual power. Because of current politics, her strength seems to be born for the swords, and the spiritual power needed to treat them is actually within the acceptable range for those she possesses.

And in order not to worry her, it is rare for everyone to be seriously injured or near death.

Although... when that time really came, she couldn't catch up.

In contrast, treating humans is simpler. Even the power she used to treat Osamu Dazai and Kurom at the beginning can be said to be dispensable, and it can be recovered in a day or two.

But when he was treating that person... most of his strength was taken away all of a sudden, and his body couldn't bear it anymore.

By the time she realized this, she had already lost consciousness.

Now at home, waking up in his arms, it means that at least one day has passed, he went to Yayuan to find her, or, Ah He and the others brought her back in a coma.

Regardless of the answer, the result is the same.

Let him worry.

Let Ah He and the others worry.

Xingjian Haruka let go of the sleeve he was clinging to a little bit, endured the discomfort as if his body was being squeezed, hugged him back, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Sorry, I messed up, Not next time."

The body of the person holding her froze for a moment, as if this sentence had an effect, Hibari Kyouya let her go a little bit.

She had no support for her head and sank into the soft pillow again. Only then did she notice that it was...it was late at night.

The only light in the room was a small night light by the bedside.

Xingjian Yao lifted the quilt and sat up, pressed the brightest lamp in the room, and the warm orange instantly ignited the spark in his eyes.

She was just about to get out of bed when someone grabbed her.

She had no choice but to turn around temporarily, and squeezed out a helpless smile, "I want to go to the bathroom, but I won't go very far."

Hibari Kyouya looked at her without saying a word, his eyes were so hot that he wanted to burn her soul out together.

His skin is very fair, different from her cold-toned white, but naturally fair.

Xing Jianyao also knows that he has always been a very self-disciplined person, because he sleeps lightly, so he goes to bed early and gets up early every day, and takes a short nap at noon.

But at this moment, on that fair cheek, she caught a streak of black in her eyes.

Again.

My heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something, and there were bursts of throbbing pain, and a sense of powerlessness spreading to my limbs, so sore that I wanted to cry.

She didn't know what this strange emotion was.

It's a bit like being sick, but it's completely different from that time. It makes her feel guilty, as if at this moment, leaving this person to go to the bathroom is a sense of guilt.

Obviously...

She knew she just wanted to leave for a few minutes.

"I, I'll be back right away, I'll be right back!" Leaving those words behind, Xing Jianyao got up and left in a hurry, fleeing the uncomfortable space in embarrassment.

Although it was night, I couldn't sleep at all, and I was still a little hungry.

Xingjian Yao quickly washed up in the bathroom, and then ran out in a hurry.

And the person sitting on the bed leaning against the wall, still maintained the posture she left, staring motionless, with his head slightly lowered and looking at something, with one leg curled up, his arm resting on his knee, the ring on his ring finger It shines brightly under the light.

The coldness and loneliness of the setting sun wilderness.

When this sentence came out of her mind, Xing Jianyao's pupils trembled suddenly, what was she thinking, such adjectives, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't match Gong Mi.

...he won't be alone.

Even if he is the only one left in this world, Hibari Kyouya will not feel lonely.

No, it's not like that.

In fact, she understands everything.

Human beings are all the same, and he is just like her, just an ordinary human being, no matter how strong, powerful, and selfish he is, he is just an individual.

Human beings feel sad when they almost lose something important.

When you can't see the person you want to see, you will also have the emotion of missing.

Just like in the past ten years, she was careful not to come to this world or to meet him, so he must have been thinking of her all the time.

That's why, after seeing her fall asleep again, she showed such a lonely mood.

She suddenly understood what the uncomfortable emotion was just now.

It was the belated guilt and distress after she suddenly realized that this person was just an ordinary person.

I felt guilty for the self who always made me lose my temper regardless of the occasion in the past years, and felt sorry for him who was obviously seriously injured, but when she grabbed the wound, he suppressed a word of blame without saying a word.

Xing Jianyao raised her legs and knelt on the bed, moved a little bit closer to him, and snuggled into his arms.

"sorry."

"Don't worry, okay?"

"……Um."

Finally hearing the response, Xingjian Yao pursed his lips and smiled, rubbing against his cheek like a cat, then crawled aside, picked up the phone, and leaned back into his arms.

The phone is turned off, it should be that he forgot to charge it while she was sleeping.

She pulled the charging plug hanging on the wall, connected it and turned it on.

Then, the time that popped up made her stunned on the spot.

Three, mid-March?

How could she remember that the day Natsume-kun came to find her was in February, or even just after Valentine's Day... So, this time, she was in a coma for nearly a month?

No wonder...he would react like this.

Did he think that she was going to die again?

Actually not.

It's because she has no concept of time.

Sleep is indeed the fastest way for her to recover, and she has lost too much spiritual power before and fell into a coma, but at that time, she had just become a spiritual examiner, and she was still a half-human in her bones.

Woke up for a few days.

Later, she became more and more used to such a short life, day after day, and sometimes in hell, she would inadvertently sleep for several days, most of which were lax after long-term overtime work .

She is somewhat biased toward monsters, toward gods, toward all kinds of non-human creatures.

It is common for monsters to accidentally sleep for hundreds of years.

Just like she who slept for nearly a month this time, she didn't notice.

It's true that she's a dead soul, but... she's not either.

Just like Mr. April [-]st said, on the day of birth, an accident that should not have existed, a miracle was born.

A child born to an inhuman father and a half-demon mother turned out to be a human being with that one-in-a-million possibility.

The mismatch between soul and body shaped her sickly.

So, without that body, with only a soul, is she still a human being?

Her powers have deviated from humans.

Therefore, she is not a monster, nor a god, nor a human being.

She is nothing.

It's just that these elements are piled up at one time, creating a her who doesn't belong to anything.

She was supposed to be an ordinary undead, but because of the special soul and special power, she has a brand new posture.

A dead soul who can use that power to change his appearance at will, so that he has all the characteristics that a living person can have.

She is the only Haruka Hoshimi.

This is enough.

And one day in the future, she will return to that, the only hell that accepts herself.

She can no longer adapt to a non-human life like this. Before she returns to that hell, she must live like a human.

Otherwise you will get used to it.

In this way, you will not know when you will wake up next time.

Can't...leave him alone.

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The author has something to say:

Yao is a dead soul, but she has special power and has all the characteristics of a living person. For some special reasons, hell can't really control her, which will be discussed later.

She could have gotten out of hell at will, but she didn't know it until the ghost lamp couldn't stand it and kicked her out.