General affairs girl

When I was washing clothes alone, I met the man I didn't want to meet at present, the god of death who was young and in a weak state, and met the devil in the state of no shelter.

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I just went out of the store to wash clothes by the river, and saw Sebastian not long after squatting down.The flowing river water was clear and bright, and the sparkling light reflected the man's face.The docile black hair and the gentle smile on his handsome face make people feel like spring breeze, walking with a smile on his face, he seems to be in a particularly good mood.

But when their eyes met, Dorothy just felt unreasonably afraid. This uneasy feeling was just like what she felt when she first met Angela.

The breath of a superior, a powerful demon.

I've never felt it so strongly, so unabashedly directed at myself.Although she had never been afraid of this vermin that was firmly restricted by the contract, being alone was indeed the worst situation.

All I can do now is stay calm.

Seniors are nearby.

I am ordinary in breath.

Whispering repeatedly in her mind, she forced herself to quickly relax her stiff body.

So when Dorothy stammered hello and asked Sebastian "Come on, why are you here?" "Have you eaten yet?"...

What a real performance.

With a calm demeanor, Sebastian bowed slightly to salute the lady.

"The young master has business to visit the undertaker. He heard that the young lady is washing clothes by the river, so I asked the undertaker to come and help first."

"After all, let the servants do this kind of rough work."

After saying that, he bent down and picked up Dorothy's unwashed clothes, half squatted down, shook off the clothes and soaked them in clean water.

The movements were done in one go, even if this kind of man was doing rough work, he was so graceful and calm. He didn't even ask for Dorothy's consent from the moment to the present.

Although it was too late to say anything now, whether it was to refuse or agree, the deacon had already acted ahead of time.In order to save face, Dorothy could only say "huh" after a while.

Although she wanted to smash Sebastian over the head when she saw Sebastian smiling and undressing her underwear.It would be fine to kick this pest into the river, her eyes were so sharp that Sebastian couldn't ignore it no matter how calm he was.

However, when the deacon turned back, the girl didn't say anything, her smile was soft and shy.

So was Dorothy.

Because of the girl's sudden smile, the deacon was slightly startled, but after that, his eyes stopped for a long time on Dorothy's upper right where the angel feather was buried.The smiling girl, the young man who knelt on one knee and was about to get up, took advantage of the gentleman's demeanor to give a hand kiss, like a knight loyal to the princess in a fairy tale. .

What he kissed was the girl's left hand, and the moment he lowered his head, his smile grew stronger.

She wanted to free her palm, but her eyes suddenly hurt badly.In the afternoon, the sun is as soft as the petals of a marigold with fluff, but it turns into a blood-reflecting sunset in the eyes, and the clouds in the sky look like slices of bloody flesh that have been cut open.

"Miss, you are really an interesting person."

At the moment of contact, she seemed to share the demon's perspective.

This surprised her.

Back in the store, Dorothy became a frightened chick. She ran to the funeral home without looking back, grabbed the man's sleeve and hid back. She didn't want to stay in that bird for a second. Devil's side.

The conversation with the earl was interrupted, the funeral house turned around, patted Dorothy on the back soothingly, grinned, and easily guessed that Dorothy had been taken advantage of by the devil.

Although Dorothy, who turned her back, looked like an ordinary shy girl, feeling uneasy about getting along with strange men.

As usual.

But what the funeral room felt was that the girl's back was straightened and trembling slightly.

The first time was expected.

This is the second time...

After that, the silver-haired Grim Reaper looked at the devil with a cold expression like winter wind, and his silver-buttoned boots tapped the coffin below him one after another. Somewhat heavy.

"I was discovered by you~" The silver-haired man made a silent gesture.

The black-haired deacon nodded with a smile.

And the contractor behind him, the young earl, sat with arms folded, with a complicated expression on his face.

All the actions of the devil were under his acquiescence. What Sebastian did, Charfan Domheywu was naturally clear in his heart.As long as this clever young man is pointed out a little by others, he will naturally be very clear in his heart.

As early as last night, he had questioned when he saw the unfair treatment of his childhood playmate by his demons.The devil felt that he was a suspicious and sensitive master, so he temporarily changed the topic, and gave him a surprised and angry answer in the house.

[Because I felt that the young lady looked like an old friend, so I couldn't help but test it a little, judging by the strength of the hammer and the degree of her injury]

【That lady is indeed not human. 】

The deacon said with a calm face, completely ignoring the scolding of the young master "If you admit it wrong, what if you really killed her?!"

Smiling easily, he shrugged.

[Don't worry, my young master. 】

[I will not admit my mistake. 】

[Easy attack, this is not in line with the aesthetics of demons. 】

How could it be possible to admit a mistake.

That girl is the god of death who shared part of his power with the bond of eyes.

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After all, some things are hard to forget.

In the territory of the devil, the female death girl named Margaret is holding the baby in her arms. She has long black hair and a shawl. The smile on her lips is more gorgeous than poppies. Her patent leather high-heeled shoes are stepping heavily on her bloody chest. , the piercing of the pointed heel, the feeling of the ribs breaking instantly, the vengeful devil has never forgotten it.

That was a beautiful and brutal perpetrator.

"Feed the devil, give my child life and strength."

"For my poor Dorothy."

"Or you're going to die."

Can't help but refuse.

……

It would be nice if the kid named Dorothy died.

Feeling the power being pulled out instantly, he thought so.

But then the child was indeed going to die, the mother who was the main source of her strength left, and she turned to dust when she was about 17 years old.On the night when he was summoned by Charfan Domehev, he clearly felt the weakness of the other person along with joy.

But things change.

Someone else exists instead of the pillar.

He should have laughed at the poor man, the owner of the right hand feather, who was going to be drained one day.How interesting.

But now he finally got to know the little lady named Dorothy, a simple girl who would be completely exposed as long as she tried a little, she was weak and petite, she didn't look like her mother at all, and even her appearance was ordinary.

Oh, no, the appearance was covered up, and a soul talisman of retreating from strangers was added... It is obviously a common method used to protect the young Death, but when he sees the charming picture that is not inferior to Margaret, When he saw his face and the silver-haired god of death, he couldn't help feeling another kind of emotion.

This behavior is more like an old man in his sixties who married a beautiful wife.

How boring.

Well, let’s get down to business, the little lady who lost her mother’s protection.

Are we playing around, or.

Kill you?

The author has something to say: =3=, I’ve said it all, but I still have a foreshadowing in front of me!

Back from the competition, the undergraduates finished 54 lessons in three hours, and Ah Cao, who was in pain for 10 days, looked forward to you.

I will update it while I have time.