I live in Two-dimensional by sand sculptures

01.

The camera zooms back to a few days ago.

He trained hard during the day, and at night Kiyohiko basically fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, so there was no nightlife.

That day Osamu Dazai came to look for Kiyohiko, and Kiyohiko postponed his bedtime.

Osamu Dazai made a proposal: "Want to go for a walk? I just want to tell you about the recent movements of the Demon Slayer Squad."

Qing Yan nodded, and then suddenly rushed out of the room with his teeth and claws.

Osamu Dazai: "...what are you doing?"

Kiyohiko replied: "Because don't go gentle into that good night."

Osamu Dazai:?

Osamu Dazai: "Well, although I want to say that 'don't be gentle' is not the same as your current posture, but the last thing I say is that you are happy."

Qing Yan: "I'm very happy."

Not long after leaving the house, Qingyan stopped barking his teeth and claws, his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, because it was already a good night.

Osamu Dazai told Kiyohiko some recent information about the Demon Slayer Squad, and the two exchanged some existing information while walking.

Unconsciously, I climbed up the hillside. To the south of the hillside are more forests and mountains, as well as endless night.There are sleeping villages on the north side of the hillside, and when the scattered lights are scattered, the night becomes more distant.

"Next, Yinzhu plans to go to Yoshiwara Flower Street to investigate. He has always thought that there must be ghosts haunting there, and I think so too." Osamu Dazai said, "And there should be a relatively large ghost there, and ghosts have their own hunting. Territory, Yoshihara Flower Street should be a good hunting place for them."

"I also think that maybe there is a winding string, I want to follow." Qing Yan said.

"Well, with the experience of fighting Kamisen-san, Ubuyashiki and I proposed to send at least two pillars." Osamu Dazai said, "Actually, sometimes I don't understand you."

Kiyohiko replied: "When I look at the clouds, they are very close, but when I look at you, they are far away.②"

Osamu Dazai asked vigilantly: "I think this sentence is very interesting, am I hopeless?"

Qing Yan calmly replied: "You were hopelessly hopeless."

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, and nodded happily: "It's true, you understand me."

"Yes, I understand you." Qing Yan asked: "So, what did you want to ask just now?"

The night was very dark, they stood side by side, Kiyohiko looked at the shimmering village, while Dazai Osamu looked at the endless darkness composed of forests and mountains.

"You have too many identities now. I thought it was accidental before, but later I found out that you approached deliberately. From school, to Peng Gelie, to Hong Kong black, and now to the ghost killing team. You are the kind of very righteous Are you the type who wants to protect all humans? I always think you have a sense of justice, but your sense of justice is limited."

Kiyohiko didn't look at Dazai Osamu's expression at this time, he just thought about it, and then seriously replied: "My sense of justice is indeed limited, I am not ready to sacrifice myself at any time like the pillars, I still care about my own life Yes. But the Ghost Killing Squad are good people, I want to save them, and I can gain a lot from saving people.”

Osamu Dazai's voice changed slightly: "Including Oda Saku?"

"Of course it also includes." Qing Yan replied.

Osamu Dazai also agreed: "Yes, no one wants to see those brilliant people in the Demon Slayer Squad die."

Qing Yan: "Also, I like to make all kinds of friends, and then collide with them to create some sparks of thinking."

Osamu Dazai glanced at Kiyohiko: "It must be the tears of sadness when logical thinking was raped by you."

He turned around and looked at Shimmer Village together with Qingyan.

Qing Yan rubbed his hands together: "Hey hey hey, isn't this a kind of fun?"

Osamu Dazai: "Oh, I understand, you want to keep expanding the number of people you harm."

Qingyan, "What's more, how should I put it, if I only have one identity instead of identity dolls, some of mine, such as my appearance, my figure, my social etiquette, and my wonderful Virtue, good character, and even soul will be destroyed.③”

Osamu Dazai: "Hmm..." He thought for a while, and suddenly he didn't know how to deal with Kiyohiko's words, so he said dryly, "Then you can do your best."

What Kiyohiko thought of was, when there is a chance, if possible, tell Nakahara Chuya about his life expectancy.

He doesn't want others to apologize to him, or to carry any heavy things on his back. Rather than thinking carefully about the status quo, digging out a knife and swallowing it himself, he prefers to pay attention to the good parts of life.

So from the very beginning, he didn't even think about telling his companions about his life expectancy. The way his companions looked at him was already strange enough, so don't add other abnormalities.

But Zhongyuanzhong is also different. He is now out of the category of companions, and it cannot be simply said that he is not a lover.

Just wait and see.Kiyohiko thought so.

02.

Time goes back to the present.

Now that everyone is here, let's fight.

So Qing Yan and Zhong Yuanzhong also had a friendly discussion.

Neither of them used weapons or abilities, they fought with bare hands in the rain.

Although Qingyan practiced kendo these days, he learned by analogy, and his power-exerting skills have improved a lot.

The icy water vapor lingered, and Qingyan's breath was disturbed and chaotic after several fist and foot collisions.

Inhale, exhale, and breathe steadily. Although he did not learn breathing swordsmanship, Kiyohiko received a lot of guidance on adjusting his breath during battle.

Chuya Zhongya's attack was impenetrable, he could only wait for an opportunity while parrying.

Nakahara Nakahara's cobalt blue pupils are locked on his body like inorganic gems, and his opening and closing moves often make the black suit on his shoulders chic.

As the moves became faster and faster, the strength of the two became stronger and stronger, and it could be seen that Nakahara Chuya's eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

When Kiyohiko fell to the ground, a large amount of rainwater splashed on his body, his body in kimono was drenched and looked a little thin, and the water stains on his skin made him look attractive and sick gas.

When he lowered his eyes and coughed, that feeling could arouse the abusive look.

"It's great, it can excite the teacher from this aspect."

He raised his head and said the same to Zhong Yuanzhong, who was looking down at him from a high position, his eyes burning with fighting intent.

At this time, the burning fighting spirit has deteriorated with the passage of time and the landing of his words. Zhong Yuanzhong can also feel some redundant black emotions proliferating in his heart, but he shows a little disdain at this time:

"Of course you can make me excited in all aspects, but not now. Well, stop pretending, put away the short knife hidden in your sleeve waiting for an opportunity, get up quickly and continue fighting."

"Well, the teacher actually saw it."

Originally, they planned to assassinate them as a whole to show their weakness, but it seems that the Central Plains Central Committee does not accept this method.

So Qingyan jumped up from the ground like a carp, and raised his fist again to hit Zhongya Zhongyuan.

The overly violent movements caused the surrounding air to become almost a vacuum, and the rain fell on top of their heads so that it was splashed to the other side by the invisible aura.

At this moment, they still did not use supernatural powers, but only used their own physical skills and the qi born from physical skills to achieve this.

"It seems that the teacher doesn't eat soft ones, only hard ones."

His whispered words were like the whispers of a lover, and the tip of his tongue licked the corners of his lips with sinful fantasies.

"In order to make the teacher happy, then I will work harder."

"Since it's all like this, let me treat my apprentice well."

Because the fight was temporarily suspended, the rain fell on Zhongya Nakahara again.Rainwater slid down the brim of his hat, and his cobalt blue eyes shone with a cold gleam in the rain.

Black hat, collar, and fingerless gloves, the outfit looks cool to ordinary people, but it also has an inexplicable dangerous look.

The expressions on Nakahara Chuya's face are relatively rich, and Nakahara Chuya will show different expressions when facing different people.Every expression casts a sense of life and freshness on his face.

At this moment, he was in the state of fighting, the shadow cast by the brim of the hat covered his eyes, and an arrogant smile was drawn on the corners of his lips.Like a calm predator when facing its prey, it also has a feeling of playing casually, but it will never be negligent because of its own bad taste, and it will kill it immediately after playing enough with its prey.

like this--

"Next time, I will smash the bones in your legs and make you lie on the ground like the famous painting in my collection."

"The point is that I'm picturesque?"

Now that Chuya had reminded him like this, Kiyohiko immediately increased his speed and began to carefully observe the opponent's moves. Of course, he couldn't forget the nonsense in his mouth.

As a result, Kiyohiko was approached by Nakahara Chuya in the next second, and Nakahara Chuya's hand gently covered his throat, and at the same time he said in a low voice next to his ear:

"—The point is, it's mine."

Kiyohiko was already prepared, and directly cut Nakahara Chuya's waist with his legs.

The huge force caused the two to fall together, and everything seemed to be in slow motion, the pattering rain falling from the gray sky, his long orange hair raised, his cobalt blue pupils were full of surprise and a little smile meaning.

It's a smile.

The self is the object of pampering.

Qing Yan had such a clear understanding.

Chuya Nakahara's back fell to the ground, and Kiyohiko pressed down on him forcefully, using his legs and hands to restrain him with all his strength.

First of all, the body sits on his thighs, using the strength of the whole body to restrain the powerful legs, the knees are on his lower abdomen, making it difficult for him to exert force from the abdomen, and the arms are entangled together to block his attacking route.

Nakahara Chuya's body was tensing, and his muscles seemed to have changed into stone.

The rain fell lightly on the faces and bodies of the two of them.The world seems to have become extraordinarily silent.

Kiyohiko saw his own reflection in Nakahara Nakaya's eyes.

Nakahara Chuya's breathing slowed down, and he deliberately controlled it.

"Teacher, I caught you." Kiyohiko sat on Nakahara Chuya, smiled and bent down to approach Nakahara Chuya. , Kiyohiko is GG.

But Qingyan knew he wouldn't.

——Because I am the object of indulgence.

After a while, Nakahara Nakaya let go of Kiyohiko's hand on his neck and closed his eyes.

"Well, you got me."

Obviously it was Qingyan who took the initiative, but he was also the one who was teased.