Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Two days ago, the head house of the Kyoto Prefectural Zen Academy.

The white shoji door was spattered with blood, followed by the scream of the conjurer.

"Whoa-!"

The paper door was cut open by a sharp knife.

In the huge Japanese-style room, the man from Zenyuan Zhipi put down the empty wine jug, raised his sleeve and wiped the liquid on his chin, and slowly grinned wildly at the corner of his mouth.

【"Yo, Shi Er. It's really a big deal."】

He raised his eyelids, as if he didn't see the blood spreading on the outer corridor, raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man who entered the Japanese room with Naoya of the Zen Academy, 【"Would you mind telling me why you did this suddenly?"】

Beside the paper door with the pictures of mountains and waves, the blood-soaked young man with a magic tool in his hand sneered, and flicked the blood off the blade.

【"This annoying brat must have told you all, so what are you pretending to be now—home, master, master, person?"】

He shook the unconscious golden-haired boy in his hand, his lone wolf-like eyes were full of coldness and killing intent.

【"Oh? So Naozai didn't lie, did you really meet that guy?"] The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan didn't care about the young man's mocking title at all, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in an indistinguishable tone.

Zenyuan Shier glanced at him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: 【"It is true that we met, but you must know what you did besides the meeting, right, old man?"】

The person directly next to the temple was silent for a while, and lowered his eyes silently, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes made him look a little tired.

【"what do you want to do?"】

He gave up the topic that made him feel complicated, and asked questions directly.

【"It's so refreshing."】Chanyuan Shier smiled slightly mockingly, knowing the reason why he changed the subject.But what he is more concerned about now is obviously not the mood of the loser, but the only purpose of his trip——

【"Leave me in bondage, old man."】

Heaven and Curse said straight to the point, provocatively pointed the blood-stained knife point at Naobi's eyes, 【"Swear to me that you will never disturb Fuguro Eiji again, and never disturb his and his sister's life again. .otherwise--"】

Drenched in blood, Tian He, the tyrant who slaughtered nearly half of the conjurers in the Zen Academy, grinned fearfully, his rebellious and rebellious eyes radiated chilling cruelty and madness, and slowly squeezed the blond boy tightly with his five fingers. neck.

【"—I will strangle your only son to death right now."】

The face of the person next to the Zen courtyard sank.

He glanced at Naoya, whose cheeks were blue from being pinched but was still "comatose", and turned his gaze back to Zenyuan Shier, with a strange smile suddenly appearing on his face.

【"Don't disturb his life?"】

He repeated this sentence with a smile that was not a smile, and his tone was rather obscure, 【"Could it be possible, do you feel that you have become a part of that person's life, Shier?"】

He stared straight at the black-haired young man, with a sneer and sorrow on his lips, 【"Do you really think that you can see Fuguro Eiji clearly, and even occupy a place in his heart?"】

The smile on Zenyuan Shier's face faded.

There was a hint of gloom in his eyes, showing a cold and terrifying expression like being stabbed in a sore foot, and he tightened his five fingers without saying a word.

The huge force made Chanyuan Naoya struggle painfully, but Tian and Shufu didn't care about his feelings.

Because what the Zenyuan Zhipi people said was right.

—— Fuguro Eiji is not a lover who can give people a sense of security.

This is not to say that there is something wrong with him, or that he is unreliable, on the contrary, he is definitely a caring and understanding person with a charming personality.

It's just that as a lover, he really makes people feel... light and airy.

Like a gust of wind, it will disappear at any time, and like a fog, whenever people outside want to get close, they will find that they still don't understand anything about him.

Even in the moments of intimacy, being hugged and entered, even if the body, breath, and heartbeat are all intimately and hotly overlapped, Fuguro still feels far away.

Maybe it's because Zenyuan Shier regards him so important that he demands more, or maybe it's because big cats who are sensitive and afraid of being abandoned naturally need more comfort and love from their lovers... In short, when Zenyuan Shier and Fuguro Eiji are together, they always feel a kind of hunger that cannot be satisfied.

So he always likes to have negative distance contact with Fuguro Eiji, always wants to kiss, hug and love with him, always wants to hug him tightly, rub hands with him, and linger to death. I want him to get closer...a little harder.

Because I don't know when, people who say they like him now will not like him.

Just like the day we dated - he said "Promise me" without hope, but Eiji said "Okay" so casually...

That person had obviously never shown "love" to him before, and even treated him like a child a few minutes ago.

So is it possible that one day, when someone else who fits Eiji's aesthetics makes a request, Eiji will smile and agree to him lightly and skillfully?

As long as Shier of the Chanyuan thought of this, he would be terrified.

...but fear was not what would hold him back.

Fuguro Eiji is the light he found in the abyss, the last spider thread leading to the light of heaven that binds him no longer to hell.

He will give everything for him, and then do his best to keep him.

【"...I don't really want to discuss this kind of thing with the old man."】

Thoughts went round and round, but only a moment passed in reality.Zenyuan Shier put on his lazy and unrestrained smile again, and his unruly hanging eyes provoked a mocking arc, 【"Especially—the old man who has become a failed predecessor."】

【"Oh?"】The man directly next to the Chanyuan laughed back in anger, and the spell power around his body increased sharply, 【"Then I'll wait and see how long you can hold on without being abandoned!"】

【"Come straight up, doesn't it matter if your son lives or dies?"】

Facing the elders who were attacking quickly while they were talking, Zenyuan Shier even had a leisurely comment, turned his head and looked coolly at the golden-haired boy who finally stopped pretending to sleep and stared at them with wide eyes in horror.

With a sneer of disgust, he left the boy and went up to him.

For Zenyuan Naoya, those few minutes were simply the nightmare of his life.

First, Zenyuan Shier made arrogant threats, then his father, known as the "strongest first-class magician", attacked suddenly regardless of his life and death, and finally he was thrown aside and witnessed the battle between the two with his own eyes. The defeat, and the whole process of the patriarch of the dignified Buddhist monastery being forced to end the bondage.

Of course, he was not spared when he wanted to escape in the chaos, and he also set up the restraint of "If you continue to plot against Fuguro Eiji and his sister, you will be cursed to death".

So humiliating.

Not only is it the humiliation that the pride of being a well-known orthodox magician was severely trampled, but more importantly, from now on, he can no longer look for it—in the words of Zenyuan Shier, it is harassment—【Fu Hei Yingji】 And his sister, it is impossible to take revenge on that hateful man.

——Is there anything more uncomfortable for the petty-eyed pig who must be vengeful? !there is none left! !

After watching Shi Er, who was seriously injured, leave, the embarrassed young man stood alone in the appalling courtyard, staring at his comatose father with tearful eyes, and his chest heaved violently a few times.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't swallow the bad breath, and the more viciously he resented Eiji Fuhei who caused all this-yes, the reason why Zenyuan Shier did not hesitate to give up his surname and whereabouts, he would rather choose to be in the pursuit of killing And the life spent in the dark, like a bereaved dog, has to betray the Chanyuan family, all of this must be for Fuguro Eiji! !

——How could that vicious and terrifying man enjoy everything so comfortably after completely destroying his self-esteem and pride? !

He can't allow it... He absolutely can't allow it! !

The furious young man was completely irritated by the sense of inferiority in his heart and the inexplicable unwillingness to reconcile, and even at that moment he overcame his fear of Fuguro Eiji, and impulsively followed Zenyuan Shier.

If it is not discovered, it is not considered a violation of the bondage, right?

Outside the dilapidated house, the young man lurking in the rain clenched his teeth, his emerald eyes filled with viciousness and irritability that he hadn't even noticed.

No matter what, he must find the flaw of Fuguro Eiji and that bondage, and completely destroy everything about Fuguro Eiji, so that he will never be able to laugh out loud like before!

forever! !

"Ahh-!"

Fuguro Eiji sneezed hard.

"infect?"

The big black panther, which was sticky on his body, rubbed his chin and asked in a hoarse voice.

"No way? I'm in excellent health. I haven't been sick since I was a child." Eiji Fukuro rubbed his nose and muttered strangely, "Maybe someone misses me?"

The arms around his waist were tightly wrapped around him possessively, and then quickly relaxed with restraint.Zenyuan Shier's eyes darkened silently, and suddenly turned over and pressed on him, lowered his head and kissed him passionately and eagerly, and his voice became vague as his lips and tongue intertwined: "Again, come again..."

"Eh? It's already the second day." The blue-haired youth laughed, but there was not much disapproval in his tone, and he pampered his youthful offense quite pamperingly.

Tian and Shoujie didn't speak, they bowed their heads and kissed him stubbornly, their glistening lips let out one or two panting breaths from time to time.

The feathers under his body rustled, and Eiji Fukuhei put his arms around the young man lying on top of him, caressing his trembling back through the kimono.

"...It's okay to be so uneasy."

He kissed his lover's hot ear, and after pausing for a moment, he suddenly whispered in his ear, "Fuheshier sounds very nice, I like it very much. If you want, you can keep using this surname forever."

Zen Yuan Shi Er was slightly taken aback, then raised his head and looked at him in a daze.

Fukuroi Eiji leaned against the tree roots behind him, raised his hand and brushed his sweaty forehead hair, then his fingers went down from the corner of his forehead, slid across his delicately blush face, and came to caress his red hot ear touched his cheek.

This series of movements is completely like an unconscious caress, revealing a thrilling tenderness.

Noticing the eyes of the young man who was subconsciously staring at him, the blue-haired young man raised his head, raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Why, don't you want to? 'Fu Heisher'—how nice it sounds."

Just now, the soft tongue that he was sucking on kisses hit the roof of the palate, and the stunning and outstanding voice clearly called out his new name, as if giving him another new life.

—wanted to keep him.

The wish that had been lingering in his heart before, urging him to make a desperate request of "let me become Fuhei", now reappeared in his heart at this moment.

Zenyuan Shier——no, Fu Heisher's Adam's Apple rolled uncontrollably, and his eye sockets suddenly became hot.

"This is..." He paused for a moment, his eyes drooping to cover the expression in his eyes, his hoarse voice became lower and lower, "Is this...a marriage proposal?"

"Hmm...does it count?" Fukui Yingji cunningly pretended to be stupid, hugged him and turned his posture, the way his eyebrows and eyes were curved made his teeth itch with anger, and he wanted to hug him and kiss him hard a mouthful.

Fuheshier thought so, and did the same.

"You are really hateful..." After kissing him, he buried his face in his lover's shoulder, frowned and let out a depressed voice, the nostalgia and longing in his heart swelled to the extreme in an instant.

Want to keep him.I want him to always, always only see him, I want to tie this windy figure with something, I want to...

"Have a child."

……again.

The murmured whispers echoed in the closed space for a long time, before Fuheisher realized what he had just said belatedly.

The heart tightened to the extreme in an instant, and Tianhe curse raised his head like an electric shock, his pupils tightened and looked at the young man who hadn't spoken since just now.

He couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment, maybe he was flustered and bewildered, but it should be more...

It should be the resoluteness and resignation to fate that seemed to hand over his life after he really spoke his mind.

Finally, after an extremely long few seconds, Fuguro Eiji, who seemed to be a little stunned, came to his senses.

"...a child."

He repeated these words softly, and his tone seemed to be full of emotion and solemnity. Although the emotions were very complicated, at least...

Fu Heisher blinked his eyes, watching the young man's eyes slowly reveal light.

...There was no rejection in Fuguro Eiji's tone.