Goujin has something to say

The sky outside the window has completely darkened.

Fukagawa Kirei woke up from a dream. It was difficult to figure out what time it was in the dimly lit room. She stared at the small painting on the wall and adjusted the focus of her vision after a while.

She felt her legs were a little sore, and just about to move, the arms around her waist tightened immediately, bringing her into her arms.

The body behind her was hot, and the cool breath fell on the side of her neck. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that there must be bite marks and traces of kisses - after all, it still hurts a little.

...not a dream.

It's not a dream! ! !

Although the biggest obsession when he was young was to climb the bed, Fukagawa Kirei never thought that the dog curly spine would be so fierce in this respect.

The spellcaster is not a silent person on the bed, he will say things like [relax] [don't go], or express his longing and love enthusiastically.

These words about [love] almost completely submerged Fukagawa Kirei.

Moreover, the physical strength of the dog curly thorn is so good that even Fukagawa Kirei, whose mentality has become extremely easy-going, couldn't help but wailed in his heart to save the child.

The words spoken by the spellcaster are still restricted, but the dog curly thorn can now slightly control the strength of the spell, at least it won't hurt her easily.

Between the sheets, the person behind him didn't speak, but the ups and downs of breathing were not the same as when he was sleeping, Fukagawa Kirei knew he had woken up, but neither of them spoke.

It was true that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they should have had a lot to say, but Fukagawa Kirei didn't know what to say for a while.

After being silent for a while, she whispered, "...Mr. Thorn, I'm hungry."

The hands with thin calluses slowly moved around the flat lower abdomen, which was slightly swollen due to the filling not long ago, Fukagawa Kirei shook, struggled a little and was about to try to get up, the dog curled spine pressed firmly He held her, and didn't give Fukagawa Kirei a chance to get out of bed.

The tactile sensation of the abdomen was pulled away, the quilt was lifted a little, and the cold air kissed her back, which was quickly covered again.

The dog Curly Thorn stood beside the bed, and he casually picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground, Fukagawa Kirei couldn't help but glance at him.

With broad shoulders and narrow waist, the muscle line is just right, fresh scratches can be vaguely seen on the fair back of the young man, Fukagawa Kirei blushed, and silently pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

Dog Curly buttoned up his shirt slowly, he turned around and saw Fukagawa Kirei's shining golden eyes outside the quilt, overlapping with those inside the memory, as if they were still in the dormitory of the high school.

——At that time, there was no close contact with a negative distance.

Fukagawa Kirei met the gaze of Gou Kazuki, she blinked, and instinctively shrank under the quilt.

Wait a minute... It seems that there are no security measures, right?

Gou Juanji squatted down beside the bed, the young man could see satisfaction between his eyebrows, he used his fingertips to pin her hair behind her ears, and then kissed her between her eyebrows very gently.

"Rest well." Before leaving, the young man did not forget to cast a spell: "Wait for me here."

He was afraid that she would run away.

Fukagawa Kirei let out a soft "hmm", and where else could she go if she was caught? The bloody drama of her escaping from him and chasing her without wings is not suitable for modern society.

I couldn't wear yesterday's clothes, the suitcase was at the door, my legs were sore and I didn't want to move for the time being, Fukagawa Kirei lay in a daze, the slight discomfort was quickly covered, and a little unreal feeling slowly came up .

It was so quiet in the room.

The feeling of loneliness when she was alone surged up again, the quilt was hot, and she wanted to cry for no reason.

Fukagawa Kirei originally thought that the dog was going out to do something, but he didn't expect that the spellcaster opened the door after a while, turned on a night light that wouldn't irritate the eyes, and put the plate in his hand on the table beside the bed.

Fukagawa Kirei stood up, stretched out her hand to pick up the quilt that had slid down, and looked at the table.

The omelet rice and miso soup are still steaming, which makes people very appetizing.

She blinked, resisting the urge to move the spoon: "...Did Auntie do it?"

The dog curled his lips and pursed his lips, as if he was slightly unhappy: "Muyuhua."

"I'm sorry, I actually guessed it." Fukagawa Kirei glanced again. Italians may not be able to make Japanese-style omurice and miso soup. "Ji-kun's cooking skills are getting better and better."

After all these years of living alone.

The two fell into silence, Fukagawa Kirei moved a bit, leaned his back against the bed, the dog's eyes touched the red marks on her shoulders, the young man's ears were slightly red, and he handed her the plates and bowls.

"Have you eaten Mr. Thorn?"

Goujuanji shook his head, and Fukagawa Kirei immediately showed a disapproving expression. The spellcaster moved his lips, made a few mouth shapes, and then knelt quietly by the bed, resting his head on Fukagawa Kirei's lap , watching her quietly.

Already full.

But Fukagawa Kirei understood it. She shook the hand holding the spoon and lowered her eyes as if she didn't understand what he said.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he really couldn't resist the dog's gaze, Fukagawa Kirei put down the plate in his hand, and wiped his mouth carelessly.

The young man quietly lay down on his stomach and watched her like a large dog.

It's quiet here.The village fell into a deep sleep after nightfall, and the lights and stars outside the window became romantic.

She couldn't help but reach out to touch his soft, light-colored short hair, and her fingertips inadvertently touched the ear of the dog curly, and the magician immediately grabbed her wrist.

The kiss falls on the fingertips, falls on the palm, and goes all the way up.

Fukagawa Kirei who was pressed on the bed again within a few seconds: ... Is it a little too much?Is that so?

She didn't go to change clothes just now, but it was a great convenience for the spellcaster, Fukagawa Kirei felt something pestering her, she thought of the first time when she was not so gentle because of him getting angry in the morning.

Fukagawa Kirei grabbed the dog's arm, frowning slightly: "It will hurt."

Gou Juanji was stunned, then lowered his head and kissed her on the side of the neck: "Pickled fish roe."

Seeing her crying and begging himself to slow down in the morning, the way she shed tears is enough to arouse secret pleasure, Gou Juanji suppressed the subtle excitement, his movements were much lighter, but he had no intention of stopping.

Fukagawa Kirei, who knew he couldn't escape, silently buried his head in the soft pillow.

……

It's hard to describe whether Fukagawa Kirei slept well or not. Goujumaki patiently helped her clean up. By the way, the sheets were no longer usable, so they were arranged to live in another room by the owner of the homestay.

Of course, the dog had no objection, that room was contracted by him for a long time, and he moved Fukagawa Kirei's luggage with him.

Fukagawa Kirei leaned against the wall a little weakly.

...It's too much trouble, why don't we live separately?

Seeing the two of them coming down together, the owner of the homestay thought that Fukagawa Kirei didn't go out yesterday, and then thought that Gou Juanji came out and borrowed the kitchen to cook dinner, so he probably knew that the young couple got back together.

She deliberately added fuel to the flames, so she smiled and said, "You guys can just live in one room. There are not enough rooms during the peak tourist season."

Fukagawa Kirei thought about the amount of exercise he had done all day yesterday, and was silent for a moment, inexplicably feeling a little bit withdrawn.

"If there are not enough rooms, I can change..."

The dog curly thorn didn't give her a chance to finish speaking. He scratched her palm with his index finger and nodded: "Salmon roe."

Fukagawa Kirei quickly turned his head to look at the dog curly spine, and met his gaze: "..."

Although, however, it's hard to say no to dog curly spines.

A few years ago, Fukagawa Kirei never imagined that one day he would shrink back from this matter.

The owner of the homestay gave Fukagawa Kirei the key to another room with a smile. On the key was a rice ball pendant, which looked different from the other rooms.

Fukagawa Kirei glanced at Gokumachi, who was also looking at himself.

... Well, the two of them are indeed destined to be related to rice balls.

"Tuna mayo."

When the young man came, he was empty-handed, and there were only two simple sets of spare clothes in the room. He didn't look like he really wanted to go back to Japan right now, so he took Fukagawa Kirei to go shopping together as a matter of course.

——I don’t know why after picking out clothes for him to help Fukagawa Kirei.

Fukagawa Kirei found that he seemed to like physical contact very much now. Although he didn't say it explicitly, it could be seen from various small movements that he was actually very restless.

"Think-kun." Fukagawa Kirei hesitated for a moment, and said softly to him, "I won't leave again."

The dog curly spine paused, and he was silent for a while, then let go of Fukagawa Kirei's hand and walked into the nearby convenience store.

Fukagawa Kirei stood where she was, grinding her wrists with drooping eyes, watching through the transparent glass that the young man took several small square boxes beside the cash register.

Fukagawa Kirei who seemed to see clearly what he bought: ...

Although I don't plan to have a child for the time being, I really have to do a good job of contraceptive measures!but!

Fukagawa Kirei was as quiet as a chicken following a dog. She held her breath and returned to the inn where she lived, watching the young man close the door and turn on the light nervously.

He put the bag in his hand on the bedside cabinet, and the sound of the plastic bag colliding with the table was crisp.

"Mr. Thorn, what is that..." Fukagawa Kirei glanced at him, sat on the edge of the bed and moved back, tactfully said: "I think this is not acceptable..."

Gou Juanji blinked, a hint of bewilderment appeared in her purple eyes, and then looked at her guarded look, as if she understood something, a smile flashed in her eyes.

He pointed to the plastic bag on the table and took out the plaster from it.

It was too hard at the beginning, and the spellcaster got up in the morning and saw that she was indeed bruised, and felt that she still needed to apply some medicine.

Fukagawa Kirei blushed after realizing it: "Oh, oh..."

It's embarrassing to have such a big reaction.

The cold touch of the fingertips slid across the skin, Fukagawa Kirei looked down at the dog's face, unconsciously feeling a little dazed.

His movements are very gentle, as if treating a precious treasure.

Quietness filled the air, and an inexplicable sense of ambiguity arose spontaneously between breaths.

Dog Curly was already bent over, and when he applied the medicine, he was very close, and Fukagawa Kirei felt that he could even count the number of his eyelashes.

He was the same as before, his originally gentle temperament settled down, appearing extremely gentle.

The spellcaster looked into her eyes and said suddenly, "...love me forever."

Fukagawa Kirei exhaled slowly, and she felt that she had fallen into the ocean of those purple eyes.

"I will."

It wasn't the power of the curse, she heard the voice in her heart.