Devil Gaiden

Swollen, he was still rambling: "Estimated based on her current capital, she is likely to become an oiran. The price must be very high. It's too bad. Should I start saving now?"

Enough is enough, you natural roll.It's rare to ask a girl out, so you decided to talk around the bush like this?Ordinary girls won't be happy to hear that...

The aunt who was in a hurry next to her couldn't help but want to punch that curly head again.

"Auntie, I was just talking nonsense just now." Looking at Haijiang who reached out to take the dumplings he had brushed with strawberry jam, he said firmly: "Don't be deceived by appearances, she is a tough girl who is attractive but the most difficult to deal with." Villains."

12 Is it okay if you are not a girl?Boy, there is always a dark corner for you

boom!Silver fireworks suddenly rose in the deep night sky, and countless small light spots gathered dazzling brilliance, and then gradually burst to the sound of festival drums, scattered like withered petals, and finally in the distant night fading away, disappearing...

The bustling crowd was moving as usual, some people stopped to look up at the fleeting beauty in the sky, while the other part swayed and fanned, walking leisurely under the radiant lanterns, turning their heads and looking around the two sides along the street. In the small shop next to him, he randomly searched for interesting gadgets, with a faint smile on his face.

In the lively atmosphere created by the festival, four people lined up side by side. Among them, a young man with purple hair and well-dressed clothes, who looked like a young master from a rich family, glanced quickly at the street furnishings from time to time, and piled them up again. He complained to his companion with a reluctant expression.

"Why does Teacher Songyang want me to accompany you little ghosts out to participate in the festival? With this time, I might as well be by the teacher's side."

Recently, Mr. Songyang always pushes him to play with Yinshi and the others whenever he finds an opportunity. Gao Shan expresses his puzzlement about this, but his heart is full of regrets that he cannot follow the teacher often.

"Hmph, before you call others a kid, let yourself wean yourself. If you chase after Mr. Songyang's ass all day long, you are no different from a baby who is still crawling around its mother on the ground in diapers. I guess I was afraid that you might become a fool without him in the future, so I want to ask our companions to accompany you as soon as possible." With ridicule in his eyes, Haijiang raised his eyebrows and looked at the big man who blushed instantly because of her joking words. master.

"Besides, maybe Mr. Songyang just discovered the dangerous tendency of such-and-such a young man to grow up in the dark corner of his heart, so he suddenly felt creepy. Of course, for his own safety, he should stay away." Like Shivering slightly like a shudder, Haijiang folded his arms and continued: "After all, not everyone can accept this special orientation. Maybe just thinking about it will make you shiver with chills."

"Say it again..." His voice was low and hoarse, revealing an unrelenting intention.

"Takoyaki……"

ah?Takoyaki?

Following the inexplicable interspersed voice, at some point, the wig that was sandwiched between several people just now appeared at a certain food stand, with his hands resting on the wooden table, swallowing the rapidly secreting saliva again and again .

He just stared straight at it with wide-eyed eyes. The round takoyaki was slowly turned over on the crackling iron plate to become golden and crispy. It was sprinkled with finely chopped seaweed little by little, and spread a thin layer. Fragrant bonito flakes.

"Takoyaki..." Repeatedly chanting these words, the wig's gloomy expression full of resentment at this time, can't help but remind people of a summer strange story that may be born: a certain person who died because he couldn't eat takoyaki A boy who is hungry and thirsty to death, will wander in front of the takoyaki stall when the summer festival comes...

"Cut, I don't know much." The Adam's apple moved slightly, Gao Shan still put on a look of disdain, strode to the stall, took out money and bought a large box of takoyaki without hesitation.

"You just watch me eat." With a straight wig in his eyes and a smug smile at the three people next to him, Gao Shan picked up a bamboo stick without any psychological pressure, and raised his hand to move towards the box. The hot and fragrant round balls are pricked down.

"Huh?" It was no less than ten centimeters down, but the feeling from the bamboo stick was still empty, and in fact, the left palm that was holding a box of takoyaki suddenly felt light.

Looking down, there was only a bamboo stick left in his hand...

"Come on, everyone has a share." The takoyaki has changed hands, and the big cardboard box is lying obediently in Haijiang's hands, warming her palm.

"Hey, where's my share!"

Hearing the sound, the three of them who were happily sharing the free takoyaki raised their heads silently and gave Takasugi a sideways glance, as if they saw a little wild cat with fried hair baring its teeth and claws. They didn't feel any real threat, and immediately agreed with each other tacitly. He lowered his head and continued to play with bamboo sticks, opening and closing his mouth and chewing non-stop.

"asshole……"

Turning a deaf ear to Takasugi's scolding, under the fierce offensive of the three, the takoyaki box quickly bottomed out.

The natural roll classmate who was almost satisfied with his meal, Takasugi who was trembling with anger, patted his stomach, and began to pick between his teeth with a bamboo stick, while Haijiang next to him had already replaced it with cotton candy that he didn't know how to find, and continued to eat.

As for the wig, he squatted down, carefully pinched the bonito flakes off an octopus dumpling, rubbed them lightly between his fingertips, and sprinkled them on the ground.

"Come on, the bonito flakes are yours, and the meat balls are mine." He whispered to the cat lying at his feet, and the wig stared intently at the little paws with fluffy fur.

"Meow." The small paws gently pushed away the light-colored bonito flakes, but the cat with silky long hair raised its head, its bright emerald green pupils aimed at the steaming octopus balls in the wig's hands, and looked There was an undisguised covetousness in it.

Pretending to be affectionate, he rubbed the trousers of the wig, and the cat meowed softly to him a few more times.

"Good boy, do you want to thank me? No, sashimi or something is skipped. Isn't this your favorite? I can't win people's love." Mixed his own delusion and muttered there, the wig stretched out his hand He held the kitten's front paws and squeezed the elastic pads again and again. "As long as I have meatballs, that's enough. Ah, this feeling is like the happiness of the whole world is pouring into me. How happy I am to enjoy this happy time alone, and how sinful I am."

"It's okay, you can eat the bonito flakes, I'm already very satisfied." Pressing the cat's head to the bonito flakes that had been waiting for a long time on the ground, the wig swallowed the takoyaki on the bamboo stick.

"Meow!" The hair exploded instantly, watching the beloved octopus balls rolling into the mouth of this hateful human boy, it was so angry that it mercilessly popped out its sharp claws, waved its claws, and with a flash of cold light, it scratched the opponent's face. There were bloody marks.

Before the wig could react, it had nimbly jumped up to the roof and disappeared from the sight of several people.

"The communication failed, it seems that something went wrong in the process?" He frowned and pondered, imagining more opportunities to meet with the meatballs in the future, Mr. Wig never considered that some circuits in his brain might have gone wrong.

"Idiot." After a concise and powerful statement, Gao Shan turned around and took a few steps, and said: "I'm so bored, I want to go back, it's not too late, Mr. Songyang should still be awake."

"Oh, that!" Behind the eldest young master, the wig suddenly pointed to a booth again, and yelled loudly.

"What is it this time? Wig, your head really needs to be healed, you always make a fuss." Without looking back, Gao Shan stopped in his tracks, pricked up his ears and waited for the next sentence.

"Fishing goldfish, it looks very interesting."

There were pattering footsteps behind him, and he could imagine that the wig already had a blank expression on his face, leaning over to watch the goldfish wagging its head and tail in the water.

Of course he knows this game.It's just that the paper nets used to catch goldfish are really fragile, and they split quickly before even one is caught. In the end, most of them can only stare at the holes in the net and sigh helplessly, and the result is almost settled. up.

"It's not good to go back empty-handed after participating in the festival. Let's catch some goldfish and bring them back to Mr. Songyang. Well, maybe you can use them to attract more meatballs..."

The sound of rushing water, combined with Mr. Wig's cheerful voice lingered in his ears, and Takasugi's original walking steps instantly stuck in place.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, they were empty, holding nothing.

It's fine if I didn't get any benefits from the summer festival, but if Mr. Songyang didn't prepare any gifts...

Thoughts were flying, Gao Shan couldn't help imagining that the wig was holding a small bowl of goldfish and showing off in front of Teacher Songyang. At that time, the teacher would happily pat the head of the wig, and he could only hide behind the door empty-handed. Peeping at the joyful scene in the house through a thin line of gaps, being isolated alone on the side secretly heartbroken...

For Teacher Songyang, he will do his best to try even the most difficult things!

Thinking of this, Takasugi narrowed his eyes unhappily, pushed aside the crowd blocking the way, hurried to the side of the wig, asked the boss for a paper net and began to scoop up the goldfish very seriously.

"After we've had enough fun, we'll meet in front of this takoyaki shop." Shouting towards the backs of the two, seeing Takasugi waving impatiently, Gintoki beckoned Hai Jiang to walk in the opposite direction. "I hope these two guys can take care of their wallets. In such a noisy festival, the third hand is also very active."

Except for the third hand, in such fish