Devil Gaiden

Well, the boy, after all, has reached such an age. "When she lowered her head and stared at Yin, the girl's fair face showed no hint of sullenness, but a sweeter smile." But, do you really want to see it?Even if you have to fall into boundless darkness next? "

Nodding shamelessly, the little curly hair propped up her white and tender feet, and continued to move towards the mystery hidden under the skirt.

"Hmph, then I'll make it happen for you, go to the dark and repent, you idiot!"

The darkness, the true darkness, made him sink into it completely, accompanied by a foot that pressed hard on his eyelids...

"I was wrong." He readily admitted his mistake.However, the hands of a certain silver curly hair restlessly caressed Haijiang's instep, smacking his lips as if tasting something.

"The skin is so smooth."

"Thank you so much for the compliment." Withdrawing his feet, Haijiang leaned over and took back the haori from Yinshi's arms.

With one elbow on the ground, Yinshi was lying on his side on the ground, and said to Haijiang with a smile: "Why don't we just say that this haori is a gift from the two of us, so the problem will be settled?"

"So, my natural curly hair, what did you do? Cloth cutting, stitching or style design?" Haijiang glanced at the little curly hair, and carefully smoothed out the few wrinkles on the feather weaving that he had made just now. pleats.

"Well..." Stretching out his index finger and rubbing his temples, Yinshi rolled over on the floor, rolled to Haijiang's feet, held her ankle directly, raised his head and said with a bright rogue smile: "Even buying a cloth for you is hard work."

"So, this is the virtual setting in your mind?"

"Anyway, Mr. Songyang won't ask so carefully. As long as he simply says that it is the work of the two of us, he will happily accept it."

"Who said that he was sincere just now? Now he is thinking of making up a lie."

"So, as long as you want to do it."

"Then you might as well just say a word of congratulations and call it a day."

"It's been the same in the past few years. If you don't even prepare gifts this time, you will be inferior to the young master who always gives super expensive gifts. Please, I only have you as an ally. The wig's head is too unreliable. Help me, beautiful Bodhisattva!"

With disgusting compliments constantly popping out of his mouth, the little curly hair simply pounced on Haijiang's feet and hugged Haijiang's feet tightly, rubbing his head full of silver curly hair against her skirt.

"Oh? I seem to have heard the screams of some incompetent guy who failed to prepare a gift?" The footsteps in the corridor came from far to near, and Gao Sugi, who appeared outside the door, raised his chin and looked condescendingly at the prostrate lying on the ground. Small curly hair, domineering tone.

"So, did Takasugi-san prepare something good?"

"Of course." Shaking the exquisite small paper box in his right hand, Gao Sugi calmly walked in front of the two with a proud expression of "I'm here to show off".

"This is a good thing that you can never get. It is a dessert made by a first-class dessert chef in Edo. Not only is it expensive, but you usually have to book half a year in advance to get it."

After saying these words, Takasugi did not leave immediately, but stood there with his ears pricked up as if waiting for something.

According to his expectation, these guys who always rob Mr. Songyang's attention with him will be jealous and angry, and he just wants to wait to see their embarrassed faces, listen to the other's sour words, and then laugh Sneer and leave.

"Sweets..." whispered, Haijiang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"It's still first-class in Edo..." Resting his chin with one hand, tapping his five fingers on the ground, the little curly turned over and stood up and glanced at his accomplice who was often in trouble with him.

The four eyes met, and the two were connected with each other in an instant.

"No, Takasugi-kun, it seems that I really think highly of you. After all, you are just a vulgar rich man." Waving his hand disdainfully, Haijiang narrowed his eyes mockingly. "However, if you think about it carefully, I do sympathize with you. After all, the little fool who spends all day in the pile of money will only naively think that as long as the most expensive thing in this world is the best, with the same value Measuring others, foolishly revealing one's vulgarity."

"Forget it, Haijiang. You can't blame our young master. It's not easy for him to grow up so ignorant and happy." He patted Haijiang's shoulder, and he couldn't help but tremble when he rolled his silver. Stop laughing low.

Vulgar, local rich, vulgar... These words hit the young master Takasugi's heart over and over again, and his right hand holding the cardboard box felt a burning sensation, as if he was holding a red iron, which made him uncomfortable.

He who gives expensive gifts to Teacher Songyang every year, could it be that he has been secretly ridiculed by the teacher as a rich young master whose thoughts are full of copper stink?

No, no, Teacher Songyang would not laugh at him maliciously.

Even if he thinks that his taste in choosing gifts is vulgar, the teacher will definitely forgive him with a sympathetic heart.

But, thinking about it this way makes it even more uncomfortable...

So far, how many times has Mr. Songyang shook his head and sighed secretly because of his inadvertently exuded aura of a local rich man?

He is such a disappointment to the teacher!

Self-loathing suddenly rose due to overcompensation, Gao Shan clenched his lower lip, and his face turned blue and white.

"So, compared to buying finished products directly, the things you make with your own hands are the best way to express your heart." Taking the haori in Haijiang's hand and making gestures on his body a few times, the little curly hair looked at Takasugi whose face changed drastically , prodded again and again: "The haori that Haijiang sewed by himself is much better than your top-notch desserts. She poured her love and respect for the teacher into it stitch by stitch. Even in the winter, Songyang Sensei will also feel warm wearing this haori. Takasugi, you are completely inferior."

compared to...

Completely underestimated...

His mind was blank, and only these words were left circling around, as if the earth-shattering thunder continued to explode, and the small world built by his self-belief was constantly collapsing.

Can't just lose to Haijiang!

Yes, let's paint a calligraphy and painting now, there is still time, and he is quite confident in this aspect.

As for the box of cheesy desserts...who wants that!

Waving a whole cardboard box and throwing it at the two people in the house, Takasugi turned and fled, running away in the corridor.

"Thank you for the hospitality." He stretched out his hands to catch the pastry box thrown from the air, and Haijiang gave Yinshi a thumbs up.

"It's still a happy cooperation today." He took the strawberry Daifuku handed over by the criminal accomplice, and he bit it unceremoniously. "Then, for this credit, let this haori be crowned with the name of the joint efforts of the two of us."

"It can't be helped, a fellow on a thief ship, let's do as you like this time."

"Haha, I know my little Haijiang is very gentle and considerate." After staring at the haori in his hand for a while, Yinshi approached Haijiang with a smile and said, "In winter, get me one too."

8 A man is going to die in front of others, and secretly cry with his girlfriend behind his back

It was midsummer, but a chilly wind blew inexplicably. Looking at the little will-o'-the-wisps floating among the dry graves and weeds in front of him, the little curly silver took his first trembling first step.

The annual test of courage, this time can no longer find any excuses such as diarrhea.Fortunately, he also found the best partner who can definitely cooperate with him.

"Hey, natural curls, why are you shaking so much? Are you terrified? Maybe you've already peed your pants?" Opening the corner of his mouth, he stuck out his thick tongue at Yin Shi, wanting more than enough. Sugimoto turned around and twisted his buttocks towards him again, and a group of small followers behind him made harsh booing sounds.

"Shut up, you gorilla head! Didn't you see that Haijiang was scared? Look, she was shaking all over her body, and I seemed to be shaking too." Gently patted Haijiang's slightly trembling back , the little curly hair lowered his head and whispered a few words in the girl's ear, as if comforting her intimately.

The little head was buried deep in Yinshi's chest, the girl didn't say a word, but the faint sobs sounded very sad.

"Since you're so scared, you don't have to participate in the test of courage, Mr. Galiao."

"So an orangutan is an orangutan, and you can guess the sturdy heart of a female orangutan, but you can't understand the sensitive and weak heart of a beautiful girl. Although Haijiang felt scared, she was also full of enthusiasm for this supernatural trip to the cemetery." Out of curiosity, at this time, of course, let me, who has a broad mind, escort her." With his chest straightened out, with a somewhat unnaturally pale face, Gintoki dragged his limp feet across a piece of rotten tiles.

"Damn it, if you have a broad mind, I'm not bad here! Oh oh oh..." He thumped his chest and howled a few times, then tore open his clothes, Sugimoto grabbed a good-for-nothing boy behind him, rushed Touching the back of Haijiang's head, he hurriedly shouted: "Student Jialiao, come on, come into my arms, I will let you feel the charm of Fauvism! I will warm you with my proud chest hair, I It can also hug you tightly like a kingsize bed, for example like this..."

"Crack..." A certain younger brother was crushed into his elder brother's arms, and rolled his eyes miserably towards the dark night sky.

"Ah, Iijima, what's wrong with you? Iijima, you have nothing to do! Brother, I'm sorry, woohoo..." Hugging the little brother who was suspected to be broken into two pieces, Shan