Devil Gaiden

My friends come to a dignified meeting. Staggering to his feet, the little wig rubbed his injured buttocks, looking expectantly at the lake not far away.

Hmm, did you really convey it?If you really feel this inexplicable sight, normal people will feel horrified, okay?

Forget it, don't be angry, don't get angry, you should have understood... This guy is hopeless.

When he first got to know wigs, he was born with such a bad head that he couldn't fix it anyway, just get used to it.

"Besides, I even gave that friend a beautiful name." Opening his arms towards the blue sky, the wig ran towards the lake, raised his head and shouted: "Come out! My dear Isabel pull!"

However, what responded to him was the chatting of two people and the continuous smacking of lips.

"It tastes good. I eat too many sweets, and occasionally I want to change to other flavors."

"Yes, but I think the roast duck tastes better this time."

"So Ah Yin likes this taste? But, I still prefer the sauced duck from the previous one."

"However, as long as there are legs to eat, I'm not that picky."

"You don't understand this. At first glance, you can take advantage of the place with a lot of meat, but in fact the duck neck is the most delicious."

"The delicious part has been eaten, what should I do with the rest? I always feel that it should not be wasted." Picking up a certain part of the roast duck that was disliked by others, Gintoki handed it to Pikachu at the side, and said kindly: "I won't forget you. Come on, Pikachu, this is for you."

"Pika..." Glancing at something dark, Pikachu simply turned his back, flicked his lightning-like tail, and mercilessly slapped the little curly hand away.

"Hey, as a pet, you must have the self-awareness of a pet. How can you be so picky and picky!"

"Silver Time, Haijiang..."

"Ok?"

Kicking away a small pile of white bones scattered around his feet, his greasy fingers tightly grasped the fat roasted duck legs, and finally heard a low cry full of resentment, the little curly raised his head slightly, and a pair of dead fish eyes glanced lazily After seeing the wig gentleman who officially appeared on the stage, he immediately buried his head and gnawed wildly.

"You, what did you do to my Isabella?" Walking forward staggeringly, the little wig knelt down in front of the pile of white corpses with a plop, with his hands on the ground and his head bowed, a few drops of crystal Tears fell on the shiny duck bones.

"Wig, what are you doing?" He casually threw the gnawed leg bones into the lake, Little Curly pulled up the sleeve of the wig calmly, and rubbed and rubbed and rubbed.

"Well, it's almost clean." He stretched out his hands facing the afterglow of the setting sun, and nodded.

"Not a wig is Gui."

"Oh, don't worry about such trivial things. Does this roast duck have any special meaning to you?" Pulling off the other sleeve of the wig, a certain devil wiped his hands with a smile.

"Roast duck...you actually treat Isabella like this."

"Could this be the name you gave that roast duck when he was alive? It doesn't make any sense at all." Stretching out his hand to pick his nostrils, the silver natural curls raised the corners of his mouth and smiled angrily: "It doesn't matter if you were called Isabella or Elizabeth in your lifetime. , as long as the wild duck is roasted, the name will always be roast duck."

He patted his unnaturally swollen stomach, and Gintoki burped loudly.

"So, wigs, you should mourn. Anyway, things like wild ducks are not as long as you, and they will soon die in front of you. You might as well eat them while they are hot." Patting the shoulder of the wig thoughtfully with his booger-picking hand, Gintoki handed him something black. "Here, here's your butt, eat it. Hurry up while it's fresh."

"Don't be disgusted, hurry up, this is also a part of Isabella, it's up to you to send it the last 'last' journey."

As if holding a sacred object, the wig held up the black ball, and it was already sobbing.

"You said you wanted me to meet your so-called friend, but in the end, you asked me to come and see a roasted duck that was basically gnawed to the bone... your wig, it turns out that your head has been damaged to the point that nothing is left. It's the next empty shell. No matter how disgusting you are, eat it for me, so that you can apologize to me!"

A foot broke a leg bone of the wild duck, and Takasugi temporarily joined the camp of the persecutors, forming the final triangular formation, besieging the wig in the center.

"How could you be like this..." Sensing the isolated wig, he raised his head and first looked at the iconic pair of dead fish eyes. "Yinshi, why did you stand with Haijiang? Didn't you still..."

Just a few days ago, the relationship between the two was still bad. Why did these two guys with the same bad nature get together without him knowing?What happened in the unknown corner?

"Ayin, let's have a drink of strawberry milk after we finish eating the roast duck. I specially prepared two boxes." Stuffing a box of strawberry milk into Little Curly's hand, a certain demon carefully inserted it Plastic straws.

"It's really a good preparation. Speaking of which, I'd like to buy some wild game next time."

"Hey, Yinshi, how did you become like this, talking and laughing with her like nothing happened? Where's your dignity?!"

"Wig, even I don't care about it anymore, why do you bother with such small things." He waved his hand indifferently, and the little curly Yinshi took another sip of strawberry milk, cleared his throat and said: "Actually, it's not bad now, occasionally When I want to eat something else, I will be in charge of catching wild game, and the cooking will be handed over to Haijiang, and a box of strawberry milk will be served after the meal, can self-esteem become a strawberry sundae?"

"Wig, no more. This guy Yinshi is basically in a half-breeding state, and he is not far from the realm of running dogs."

"It's not a wig, it's Gui." Holding the duck's butt high with both hands, the wig turned around and corrected with a serious face.

"Who cares about you..." Pressing down on the back of the wig's head, Gao Shan shouted with a ferocious face, "You're going to eat me!"

"Wait, Takasugi, I almost forgot about this just now." Sipping strawberry milk, Gintoki waved his hand and threw a shiny duck head into the wig's hands.

"There is a head and a tail, so the wig is perfect."

"Silver time..."

"What's the matter, still not satisfied? There must be a limit to greed, don't you want the two of us to spit it out and give it back to you? The wig."

"Not a wig is Gui."

"Okay, okay, you can eat quickly."

"No, this is not my Isabella."

"I told you all, roast ducks are all the same, accept the reality."

"No, my Isabella, its charm point is the left three eyelashes and the right three eyelashes. But, this one..." Holding the duck's head and pointing it at Silver, the wig trembled excitedly and shouted: " But this duck has eyelashes so thick they could be used as brushes!"

"So?" He turned the milk box upside down, and after making sure that no drop was wasted, the little curly patted the carton flat.

"That is to say, my Isabella is not dead! But, speaking of it, if it is not dead, it should usually swim in this lake."

"Ah, by the way, I remembered, isn't it the migration season for wild ducks? So your Isabella must have flown away with her companions, and she will definitely come back next year." Stretch on the lovely face. With a pure smile, Haijiang's tone sounds very understanding. "As long as you miss Isabella wholeheartedly, your thoughts will cross thousands of mountains and rivers and reach the hearts of friends on the other side. There will definitely be a day when we meet again."

"Yes, we will definitely meet again." After wiping away the tears, the little wig said with emotion, looking up at the sunset under the shadow of the sunset, striding away towards the distance...

"Cut, it's boring." The young master of a certain rich family shook his head and walked away.

Looking at the two figures gradually disappearing into the reeds, the remaining two exchanged a look in unison.

"Ayin, the sauced duck we ate an hour ago seems to have three eyelashes on the left and three eyelashes on the right."

"That's right, I thought it was fun at the time, and I even told you about it."

"Is that so..."

"However, from a certain point of view, the wig has actually met Isabella, so there should be no regrets for both parties, right?" While talking, the little curly looked down at his full belly.

"Yes, no matter what, hurry up and bury the other pile of bones scattered in the reed just now."

"Then what shall we eat next time? Except the strawberry milk that comes with every meal."

"Anyway, stop eating wild ducks."

"The boar, then. It's done, but don't tell the wig about it!"

"Ayin, you are the one, keep your mouth shut."

Looking at each other for a moment, the shameless duo nodded tacitly to each other, and decided to conceal this unknown murder until the end of their lives.

5 Cherry Blossom Festival, turn in all the dumplings!Otherwise, you will be eliminated naturally in advance!

hateful……

Do you think that as long as this little bit, such a pitiful little bit, can satisfy me? !

The lid was closed with a snap, and the ten fingers clasped tightly on the insufficiently portioned bento box. A certain demon murmured faintly: "Ten, only ten... And it's still a dumpling dipped in tomato sauce, why, why not strawberry jam... ...that sweet, sweet taste... well, no, if I don't get enough sugar, how can I..."

"It's hard on my side too." Standing next to Haijiang back to back