Sente Eiji's Black Friday

it's wired.

I lay on the tatami mat in my new home, with my arms pillowed on my back and I thought about it.

That couple doesn't feel like a real couple.

First of all, when ordinary people go to visit their neighbors, if it is a man who opens the door, shouldn't it be the husband who is also a man to greet each other?But that gentleman just looked at me silently from beginning to end, making it impossible to understand what he was thinking.

And the way that wife looked at me... Uh, it was crackling as if it was electrified, how could he remain indifferent after all this?

Although I know I'm handsome, but I seduced a married woman at the first meeting...even a couple or something, isn't that outrageous?

Besides, when I asked for my surname, the lady's answer was very blunt, she just said the word "Jiguo"...

Following the country?

...I always feel like I have heard it somewhere.

After thinking about it to no avail, I put this question aside for the time being, and replayed the battle with the second string a few days ago.

In that battle, there was a strange thing that I only realized when I thought about it later: the man who played the string seemed to really know me.

Or rather, who did she hear about me from.

who can that be?

It's a pity that I didn't hear her last few words clearly, otherwise I wouldn't even have no clues.

...Ham, forget it, anyway, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge!Leave the future to my future self to think about!

I comforted myself casually, turned over and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, I opened my eyes in the dark in a daze, and heard something in the night.

Judging from the breath, it is human.

"……Who?"

Not letting down my vigilance, I put on my clothes and got up, and went to the shoji door facing the garden and asked in a low voice.

There was silence in the yard, and then a familiar soft voice sounded: "Mr. Yinger."

"... Mrs. Jiguo?" I was taken aback, opened the door and looked at the slim figure standing quietly in the corridor.

There is a small koi pond in the courtyard where I live, and hydrangeas of pink, purple, and blue are planted beside it. Mrs. Ji Guo, who has just been separated for a few hours, stands beside a cluster of hydrangeas.

There is a crescent moon in the sky tonight, Mrs. Jiguo looks up at me with her back to the moon, most of her face is hidden in the shadow, only a small half of her cheeks, small earlobes, and slender neck are illuminated by the moonlight. It looked fragile and pale.

Her rose red eyes glowed in the dark, narrow and coquettish, but she stared at me undefended.

... no, wait.

earlobe? !

With an incomparable understanding of the structure of the human body, I opened my eyes wide and stared blankly at the ears of this "Madam".

"Please call my concubine 'Maiko'."

At this moment, a voice that was a little hoarse than ordinary women came to my ears again, "My husband just died, and my concubine is no longer Ji Guo."

"……what?"

When I first heard the news, I was stunned and stunned—the point is that this lady is too calm!Your husband just died!dead! !Is it really okay to think about changing your surname right after your husband died? !

I was so overwhelmed that I paused for a few seconds before I said bluntly, "Then you...sorrow and change?"

Mrs. Jiguo——no, Ms. Maiko simply nodded.

I waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't mean to say anything more, I couldn't help being shocked again: Is this the end?Is this the end of the mourning for poor Mr. Ji Guo? !

It seems that these two people are not only not like a husband and wife, they just want each other to die! !

Consciously spying on other people's housework, I was very embarrassed, and now I couldn't ask Mr. Jiguo how he died, so I had to stare at Ms. Maiko.

"...So." After a long time, I couldn't help but say again, "It's so late, is there anything I can do to help...?"

I feel like I've been tactful.

But anyone with a bit of emotional intelligence here can hear my voice: Is it a bit inappropriate for you to come directly to someone else's house in the middle of the night after your husband died?Is it inappropriate? !The point is that the way you ran here is also a bit wrong, right?If I don't wake up, are you planning to go directly into my bed? Hey! !

Go back to my own home!No matter how your husband died, anyway, go back to your own home, hello! !

I yelled so frantically in my heart that the polite smile on my face could hardly be maintained.

However, this vigorous cry in her head failed to reach Ms. Maiko at all. Her downcast eyes with sadness—by the way, you also have a sad face, although it does make the eyelashes look long and beautiful—she went down the slope. said:

"My husband used to always accompany me by my side, but suddenly I left me alone, this long night is really difficult..."

I:"……"

I look blank.

——Madam, tell the truth, where did you read this book? Is it called "The Hungry, Thirsty and Pretty Widow Next Door [Beep——]"?

"Ms. Maiko." Knowing that I couldn't let her continue singing, I interrupted her with a smile while pretending that I had just gone deaf, "Can you tell me how you got in?"

My new home is surrounded by walls on three sides, and the gate is locked by me at night. The clothes of this weak, brain-dead, socially retarded guy who is at odds with her husband are spotless. How did she get into my house?

Ms. Maiko, who was interrupted from casting the spell, glanced at me faintly, but she didn't have any intention of insisting on continuing—she also seemed to think that this method of copying the original words was not reliable, and a faint blush appeared on her pale skin.

Then, she turned slightly sideways, and pointed to the bamboo forest in the corner with her green fingers, which was the last wall of my new home.

Because of the angle, she turned to one side, and I saw her snow-white nape that was not covered by the kimono, and that dazzled white skin was the same as her cheeks at the moment, with a hint of pink.

"On the wall behind the bamboo grove, there is a corner door that can only be passed by one person, and it is not locked."

Ms. Maiko's soft voice came.

I looked away blankly, and glanced at where she pointed.

Alright, I'll lock it up for you right away.

"Jiguo Wuzi" was persuaded to go home by the handsome young man who moved in next door.

The dilapidated corner door was closed in front of her—no, his eyes, and then there was an undisguised sound of "bang bang bang" and "dang dang dang" hammer knocking, obviously nailing the door to death with wooden boards.

After that, the teenager yawned and walked back to the room, closing the door with a "snap".

The night is cold as water.

A scantily clad girl suddenly knelt behind the motionless person in the yard, and lowered her voice: "My lord, what's the effect—"

An invisible attack strikes.

In an instant, the girl's body was covered with deep and visible scars. She was trembling with pain, but she didn't dare to say a word, but lowered her head even lower.

"Incompetent bungler."

Oni Wu Tsuji said grimly, raised his hand and threw a book on her head.

The pages of the book were flying and falling, and one of them fluttered into the blood spilled in front of the girl, and the soaked sentences seemed familiar——

["Mr. used to always accompany my concubine, but suddenly I left my concubine alone. This long night is really hard... It's been many days, and my concubine is so empty and unbearable. I'm afraid I have to use the doctor's... to poke it to get rid of it." good……"]

"..."

Even the well-informed Lu Luoji, she couldn't help but blushed at this moment, wishing she could find a hole in the ground and get in.

But having said that, it shouldn't be, how could a man refuse such a temptation...?

After thinking about it, Luo Ji was still not reconciled, and couldn't help but boldly asked: "Master Wu Mi, did something happen along the way...some accident?"

After saying these words tremblingly, Luo Ji tightly closed her eyes, waiting for the coming pain.

But Ghost Dance Tsuji Mucan did not impose punishment.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "He found out."

"Eh? What?" Luo Ji asked stupidly.

Guiwu Tsuji glanced at her coldly, his eyes were so terrifying that it seemed that he could tear her into pieces at any time.

However, something happened just now that made him feel that "there should be some progress". The ghost king, who was in a wonderful mood, turned his head away and walked towards the dark room, explaining for the first time: "He found out that I am a man." .”

"Hey——" Luo Ji almost asked stupidly again, but at least she had a little memory, she quickly shut her mouth, lowered her head in awe and waited for the man to leave.

In a place she didn't see, Oni Wu Tsuji looked down thoughtfully, with a hint of red on the tips of his pale ears, he raised his hand to touch the back of his neck.

Favorite places... haven't changed in 1000 years.

Ah.