Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Three days later, the upsurge of the Zhipi people in the Buddhist monastery finally came to an end.

When he walked out of Fuguro Eiji's room, he met an unexpected person——

A young man with black hair and green eyes and a scar at the corner of his mouth stood in the corridor, his thin back leaning against a pillar, his expression was weird and rebellious, like a dangerous lone wolf.

He is not very old, but he is taller than the Zhipi people of the Zen Yuan, and there is a sense of indifference and indifference in his eyes.

The man directly next to the Buddhist temple stopped in his tracks, and recognized him somewhat strangely: "Er?"

It's not his fault.Although Zenyuan Shier is his own nephew, the boy is a heaven and bondage with zero spell power, and he is basically a transparent person in the Zenyuan family. Very few.

Zhibi of Zenyuan remembered that the last time he saw Zenyuan Shier, he was still a short and thin bamboo pole. He did not expect to see him today, and he has grown into an adult.

Even though he was still thin, he looked increasingly gloomy and world-weary.

With such a face, he faced the neighbors of the Buddhist monastery, his eyes were cold, he didn't respond when his name was called, and he didn't mean to salute the patriarch.

The Zenyuan Zhipiren tasted something unusual in that attitude.

He suddenly remembered that the vicinity of Fuguro Yingji's residence happened to be the dormitory for the players of the Kejuliu team.

"..."

The Patriarch narrowed his eyes imperceptibly.

He took a few steps in the direction of the young man, but unexpectedly, he neither showed disgust towards the waste with zero magic power, nor directly ignored him indifferently, but spoke with a natural attitude:

"Speaking of which, have you already completed the differentiation? I remember it was beta? Have you rated yourself?"

The young man was stunned for some unknown reason, and then glanced at him indistinctly, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

He quickly snorted, slightly moved the corners of his mouth, and showed a cold and tasteless smile: "Yes, I am indeed a beta. As a gender that doesn't even have pheromones, there is no need for ratings or anything, no need to bother you, my lord." I'm bothered."

"Really?" Zhipiren of the Chanyuan was noncommittal, "I heard that you are very active in the Quju team? If your strength is enough, I can let you be the captain—"

"I don't need that kind of stuff."

Before he could finish speaking, the handsome boy with handsome features interrupted him impatiently, his cold green eyes instantly radiated strong hatred.

——Heaven and Curse, who was born as the most corrupt Chanyuan family, this young man who has never felt even the slightest bit of kindness, of course, will be filled with the emotion of "hatred".

In his life so far, the eyes cast on him are always full of contempt, rejection and discrimination, and his existence is not even recognized as a "human being" by the Chanyuan family.

Obviously his fighting talent is stronger than anyone else, and he has a stronger body than anyone else.

Such a cruel and unfair encounter made the young man deeply hate the family that denied him, hated those conjurers who looked down on him and had their eyes above the top, and even more hated the entire deformed and ugly world of conjuration.

As a young man, he couldn't escape this cage by his own strength, so he disguised his heart with an indifferent shell, pretending that he didn't care about everything.

But when the neighbors of the Buddhist monastery showed him false concerns like giving alms, this young man who was more sensitive than anyone else was still severely offended.

Perhaps it is precisely because I know that I will never get it that I am even more angry when I am deceived and perfunctory.

The pride and stubbornness of the young man made him ferociously resist the charity, but this kind of overreaction, isn't it a kind of pathetic and embarrassing feeling that he yearns for love more than anyone else, but fails to get it?

The man from the Chanyuan who was interrupted raised his eyebrows, but he didn't show any signs of getting angry—of course, which magician would care about a waste that doesn't even have spells?

He just smiled indifferently like a child who was tolerant and ignorant.

But it was this kind of contemptuous and condescending attitude that made the young man unbearable.

Chanyuan Shier stared at the man closely, his dark eyes swept across his bruised collarbone that could not be concealed even after he folded his clothes. The anger of being underestimated was mixed with some kind of irritability that he couldn't explain clearly, which made him unable to stop. After thinking about it, he sneered coldly:

"Instead of caring about me hypocritically, it's better for the Patriarch to worry about himself?"

He deliberately used his eyes to size up the ambiguous traces on the man's body that could not be concealed. His eyes became darker, but his smile became worse.

"During the climax period, instead of honestly looking for alpha, I stayed in a room of a beta who had just grown up for three days... If this kind of word gets out, how will the people in the family discuss the Patriarch?"

His voice just fell.

"Wh-hahaha...!"

To his surprise, the people directly connected to the Chanyuan burst out laughing!

"You actually said that guy just came of age?"

The head of the family didn't have the slightest sense of urgency to be threatened, and he stretched out his finger out of joy, pointing at the boy whose face was stiff and ugly because of his reaction, laughing until his calves trembled.

"Shi'er, Shi'er, do you know how ridiculous your provocation is? You haven't figured out his technique until now, who should worry about yourself? Hahahaha...!"

"..."

Chan Yuan Shi Er looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were as cold as ice.

The Zenyuan Zhipiren didn't care about his youthful murderousness. He laughed to himself for a long time before stopping, and waved at him with ease:

"If you want to talk about it everywhere, then go ahead and talk about it. Anyway, Eiji doesn't care, and I can't lose anything because of it. The reason is—"

He glanced meaningfully at Shier in the Chanyuan, and pointed to the ground under his feet, "Here, only 'people' are worthy of talking, Shir."

After saying this, the Patriarch Shi Shiran left.

Only the young Tian and Shuhe stood on the spot, lowered their heads with a vague expression, and clenched their fists bit by bit.

When Zenyuan Shier came in, I was sitting in the courtyard with my legs crossed, lighting a brazier and burning the clothes left by Zhipi people.

The boy's complexion was really not pretty, but the first thing I noticed was the top-quality perilla fragrance that filled the yard.

"How did you get in? Is it okay?"

I subconsciously formed a seal of Fengdun—huh?What is Fengdun? ——After a pause, I realized belatedly: "Oh yes, family members are immune to each other's pheromones!"

Chanyuan Shier replied with a curled lip, walked to me and sat down listlessly, without even looking at me.

I don't care if I don't get answered - this kid has a very difficult life in the clan, and it's not once or twice that he came to me for comfort when he was upset.

After all, I am a foreigner.

It is precisely because I am a foreigner who is inconvenient to ask about his privacy, that I can heartlessly ignore his black face at this moment, and talk nonsense about the topic: "Speaking of which, what is your gender? Ah yes, are you Isn't it still differentiated?"

"...Mmm." Shier was finally willing to talk to someone, although he only replied in a muffled nasal voice.

I raised my hand to rua and touched his head, and said with a smile: "You are approaching your age, so come to me when you need it! As an S-level beta, Eiji-sama, I am super stable and reliable, no matter you are Any gender will take good care of you!"

Shi Er paused for a moment, pursed his scarred mouth tightly, then looked away for some reason, and muttered with lowered eyes: "This is the one who really cares... the one who doesn't even know whether others are differentiated or not." ..."

I couldn't hear what was said later, so I asked back in a puzzled way, "What?"

"...It's nothing." Shi'er was silent for a moment, raised his hand and touched his neck as a cover, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, this is what you said... I will kill you if I think it's troublesome!"

Hahaha, there appeared again, Shier who immediately became fierce as soon as someone was nice to him.

This kind of youth who is not good at facing kindness is really cute.

"It won't be too much trouble, we are the friendship of countless beatings and beatings on the training ground!"

I never mentioned what was in my heart that I would be chased and killed by the young man. I showed my thumbs up proudly and made a reliable promise: "Don't worry, if I said I would take care of you, I will definitely take care of you! Just leave it to me!"

"...Ah, okay." Shi'er's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly responded, looking touched and at the same time speechless.

But his tense facial lines relaxed visibly to the naked eye, and there was a gleam in his eyes that was not seen by others when he looked at me.

I stretched out my hand and rubbed his head, feeling a little pity for him in my heart.

The boy in front of me, who has never been treated with tenderness by the world, has been withdrawn and sensitive since the first time I saw him.

He disguised himself with indifference and numbness, longing for beautiful emotions and yet vigilant, and there was always a sharpness in his eyes that hated the whole world.

In this decadent family, everyone is underestimating his future because of prejudice. Only I can see the potential in this child to reach the pinnacle of physical skills.

...and the great danger that lurks beyond.

Alas, this child's personality is completely different from A Fei's, but this sense of urgency that he will become black if he is not careful really makes people unable to ignore him.

Although I don't know who A Fei is.

Well, no matter what, it is still very simple for me to reach out to the boy standing on the edge of the cliff to hold him so that he will not slip into the abyss.

That's what I thought, and I did the same thing, and it turns out that this dark child really needs a ray of light, a flower—he is obviously much more cheerful now than he was at the beginning, especially when he was with me.

...It is that I may be more attractive than I thought, so that things have turned a little unexpectedly.

I glanced at Shi'er's expression at this moment, and when I noticed the emotions surging in his eyes, which became stronger every day, I couldn't help but shift my gaze guiltily, and touched my nose with some heartache.

Ok……

Maybe the people in the Chanyuan family are crazy, right?

It can't be because I am a special attack on the Buddhist monastery.

……Hahaha.