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I would like to thank Qingming for her contribution.

He is my benefactor!

——Tanikawa Kakutani

I called him a benefactor, but my hands were not soft.

Qingming and I were face to face, I was holding a pen with ink on it, the corners of his eyes twitched, he still put down the folding fan that blocked most of his face, closed his eyes and looked at death as if at home.

For Kyoto.

He is shameless.

The son of the white fox is indeed very similar to a fox, especially in his eyes.

I supported his face with one hand, and held a pen in the other, meditating.

This period of time is extremely unfriendly to Seimei, he may want to watch me ruin his face when he opens his eyes, and I spend too long thinking when he closes his eyes.

This time was no exception. I put down my pen, thought for a while, and said, "Let's change the painting method."

It's not that I can't afford to play, so I simply play with the big ones.For example, let Qingming also hold a pen in his hand, dipped in vermilion, and the two of us draw each other's faces.

"Would this not be good?"

"It's okay, I have an invisible god posture."

"I mean me."

I looked at him with pity, "You are asking for good luck, the reason for the summer festival can be used."

"Is it okay to appreciate Hongfeng wearing the mask that suits the occasion?"

"It's okay. No matter what reason you find, your colleagues know it well." I said, "You sacrificed your hue for the capital."

"To shut up!"

Seimei, who is willing to take pity on even Mitsujinsui, does have a good look. I originally wanted to paint the vermilion at the corners of his eyes, not the kind of serious vermilion, but something that can make a mess around his eyes Vermilion, it's not a ball of vermilion that he can't hold up because of his good looks.

When I was writing, the tip of my pen touched the end of his eyes. Looking at his slightly trembling eyelashes, the sense of joke faded away.It's too cruel to let him wear a mask at this time.

I also want to see the beauty of Hongfeng, not the beauty in the mask who was teased by colleagues under Hongfeng and went back slowly.

In the end, I only ordered a grain of vermilion under his eyes.

"Okay." I put back my pen and smiled at Qingming, "Now it's your turn."

Unexpectedly, Qingming stretched out his hand to support my face. I felt that he wanted to tear my face, otherwise he would not have put down the pen in advance and used both hands.

He met my eyes, to be precise, he was looking at his reflection in my eyes, using my eyes as a mirror to see the tragedy on his face.

But because the distance was too close, I had a bad idea, I pressed his head, and he was stunned to see that the tip of our nose was on the tip of the nose, and I narrowed my eyes slightly: "Does it look good?"

"what?"

"You in my eyes."

Qingming: "..."

He has done this question many times.

Then he will.

He said, "It's beautiful."

Once upon a time, he also wanted to be humble and said, "It's okay, you are the best-looking." As a result, that night, I pressed him on the tatami and seriously popularized the aesthetics.I don't allow him to question my vision of choosing the person I like.

I said earnestly: "You are really beautiful!"

"Really, as a god who looks at the face, if you don't look good, I will only say that you are really a good person."

"You can't doubt my vision."

"...No doubt."

"Then you look good?"

Qingming said blankly, "You have good eyesight."

"Then you said you look good?"

"……nice."

For the same question, Qingming now has confidence, the original question, who would not copy the answer.

But I made him understand the creature of lovers, and the answer to the same question is never the same.I was a little disappointed after hearing his answer: "You are the second most beautiful in my eyes."

"The most beautiful thing is you in front of me."

Qingming smiled, opened the distance between us, and said with a straight face, "Do you think I have bad eyesight?"

Qingming understands that he needs to learn and use it flexibly so that he will not fall into a passive position. Regardless of the answer to any question, just ask it back. My answer can also be used as a reference answer.

You may not believe it, but we asked each other all afternoon, one is not like a dangerous god, and the other is not like a fox-like onmyoji.

But we don't look like it in the process of getting along on weekdays.

If you really want to be similar, it would take too much brains to fall in love.

In the process of falling in love, we basically give up some of the usual styles, and we can compete for the beauty of a bellflower seal.

I said that this line is not good-looking. I have been drawing it for so many years, and I can see its incongruity at a glance.Seimei: "Well, you come."

When I drew more than 500 Kikyo seals, Seimei drew more than 200.He joined in midway with a frown, saying that my drawing was wrong, and the Kikyo seal is not like this.

In the end, I felt that Qingming couldn't bear it all afternoon, so I stopped writing and said, "Yes, that line is right. Give it to me, why are you drawing so seriously?"

"You draw seriously."

"I've practiced it. It's okay to draw without interruption for several days, and I'm a god."

"I'm a half-demon."

When I relaxed my fingers for him, he turned his head and didn't look at me: "Your drawing of platycodon is prettier than mine."

For us like this, it’s okay to spend an afternoon by asking questions constantly, but we still take time seriously, and the movements of our hands didn’t stop when we asked questions.

Constantly asking the other party always finds an angle, not just a nesting doll.We were in the same room, occupying different positions, practicing the application of divine power and yin and yang techniques, and from time to time we said something that asked each other a question.

From aesthetics to various places, such as clothing, decoration and eating.The amazing thing is that we didn't really quarrel after all this loose and trivial matter was brought out.

Annoying.

Is it our way?

Qingming wanted to hit me on the head with a folding fan: "Praise the other party to start a quarrel?"

"Yes. Because the other party praises him for not being in place, it is easy to quarrel."

I demonstrated how the quarrel started, "I don't think I have anything good, I just have good eyesight, and I fell in love with you." "What are you talking about, do you think there is something wrong with my eyesight?"...

"I want to quarrel."

"You didn't give me a chance," he said.

"I didn't kiss your mouth again."

"Do you dare to say that you won't kiss me if I continue?"

I put on an innocent look, "No, I just saw that you suddenly had a beauty mole right now, and I didn't see it clearly." Now the vermilion that I clicked on him is gone, and it fainted on my face. On the lips, let Qingming's eyes always drift away when he sees me.

Although the vermilion is gone on his face, there is a better red color, for example, there is more blush at the end of his eyes.

As for the night, because Qingming had experienced many midnights, I opened the curtain door and ran to him excitedly, saying "Look at ×××", he can now look at my behavior of breaking into his room at night very calmly .

The only time I was not calm was when I was lying next to him, whispering aesthetic things in his ear.He couldn't sleep well all night, and when he closed his eyes, the ghosts that appeared suddenly spit out sentences about aesthetic concepts when he was painting the sign of platycodon.

He also pressed me on the tatami the next day, and pointed at his dark circles with one hand: "You know, I didn't draw a complete sign of Kikyo all night!"

I lightly pressed my fingertips under his eyes, using divine power to remove his dark circles: "Okay, how do you feel now?"

"...I didn't say that."

"Is that because you want to sleep well? It doesn't matter, the arms of the gods are always open for you."

After falling asleep, Qingming slept until the afternoon, and I perfectly avoided the morning study tasks, yay!As long as I don't get up early in the morning, I can stay up all night. This is my way of fishing.

But I will only do this when Qingming avoids things. Usually, I make breakfast myself before he wakes up and wake him up.

So he is really used to my behavior of turning into his room in the middle of the night.Even if I was hanging upside down on top of his tatami in the middle of the night, with my hair hanging down and trying to be a hair girl, Seimei, who was half asleep and half awake, would naturally continue to sleep.Just turn sideways and give me a place on the tatami.

The next morning, he was the onmyoji who would implicitly tell that such disturbing sleep was inappropriate.

I, er, er, have the courage to admit my mistakes, and dare to do it next time.

As for why this is so?

Because there are too many things I want him to see, such as shooting stars in the middle of the night, such as white snow under the moon.Of course, my personality as a god of misfortune makes these beautiful scenery doomed not to be a happy ending.

The meteors that left bright traces in the sky became unburned meteorites and fell on the courtyard. Now they are my sketching materials, and they may eventually become small stones for paving the road.

When there is a moon, snow falls in the sky. In the end, the snow is not a natural phenomenon, nor is it a real snowfall in autumn, but an unreasonable avalanche, which crosses the distance of space and time, and comes for Seimei.

I said that the moon is fine tonight, and when we went to see it together, we were all worried that the horror story about the moon coming to you in the end would become true.

Think about the gods on the moon and the size of the moon, and it fell from the sky just to make an appointment with Seimei.That's not what horror stories are.

Seimei felt that she was unable to bear this kind of love.

I told him that I would not let the moon come to him, I would only send him to the moon.

"It will cause panic, such as a falling god."

What I need to admit is that he was right.

Even if I now target the disaster on him alone because of my liking, we can't ignore the feelings of those gods on the moon.

At that time, it may be that the moon turned upside down, just for him.

So the idea was eventually dismissed.

"Qingming, it's better for you to walk in the world safe and sound. If the moon can't make you happy, there's no point in going to the moon."

Tonight, I ran into Qingming's room as usual. Qingming was still asleep in his haori, and when he saw me coming, he said very skillfully, "If there is any natural disaster, I won't go to see it."

He is much more cautious now, and he is not someone who is easily pulled out. Let him go out to encounter various natural disasters. His wish now is to live a peaceful life.

Even if there is an evil ghost whispering in his ear about aesthetics in his peaceful life, the onmyoji who cures all ghosts doesn't want to go out.

"Not going out."

"Don't talk about aesthetics."

"Not talking about it either."

"What are you going to do now?"

I took out a shell from my sleeve, held it up, and said excitedly, "Look, Qingming, it will glow!"