The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Obon Festival, the time of the year when the boundary between the underworld and the real world is the most blurred.

Zhongye, who happened to be on a three-day vacation, received an invitation from the third son for a ceremony at exactly this time.

From another perspective, this is meeting the parents, right? (No)

Before today, because of the relationship between the third son, Zhong Yuanzhong also imagined the appearance of hell many times, such as the scorched land, the gloomy sky, and the wailing dead everywhere.

In fact, this is also most people's first impression of the word 'hell'.

But when a certain brown-haired mafia really stepped on the road to the underworld, he realized that his imagination was still too lacking.

Antique buildings and streets are everywhere. If it is not for the occasional sound of whips and howls of the dead from some strange areas, the red-haired boy almost thinks that he has returned to the neon lights of the Edo period.

Well, it's still a modern Edo era with taxis and subways.

I can understand everything else, but——

"...Is this a taxi?"

Nakahara Nakaya looked at the car with blurred faces beside the stop sign of 'To Hell [-]-chome', and asked a question from his soul.

In front of him was a carriage carriage similar to that used by nobles in ancient times. The only difference was that the driver was not an animal, but a human face on the outside of the carriage.

...It's a human face, right?

Nakahara Chuya glanced over the pair of lifelike yellow eyes and the protruding fangs at the corner of his mouth, thinking uncertainly.

"Oh! And it's the idol in our hell transportation tool!"

The third son proudly nodded and introduced,

"Speaking of which, Mr. Chuya is very lucky. Mr. Loofah is on duty today. He is the most handsome guy in Oboroche, and he is very popular!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Ha..."

Even so, he couldn't see what was so handsome about that face.

Maybe this is the unique aesthetic of the ghost race.

The bewildered ochre-haired boy decided to keep silent.

At the same time, a not-so-wonder idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and before he could think about it, the eyeballs of the hazy car parked at the station moved and followed the sound.

As if hearing Sanzi's praise, it turned the wheels on both sides embarrassingly, and let out a cheerful laugh.

"You are too polite, third son, did you just come back from this world?"

"Well, I'm preparing to go to the festival, isn't Mr. Loofah going?"

"There must always be someone on duty, and to be honest, I have a bit of a hard time dealing with such lively occasions..."

Speak up!

So this face taxi is alive!

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the two talking like salarymen, his expression was a little tense, as if he was stepping on cotton, he didn't even know when he got into the carriage and flew into the sky.

"But having said that, this little brother looks very strange, is he a new jailer?" asked the hazy car flying in the air.

Chuya, who was mentioned, paused.

But the red-haired ghost girl next to her admitted naturally: "Almost, Mr. Chuya came here in advance to train foreign prison guards, and experience the Obon Festival by the way."

Nakahara Chuya, who suddenly became a foreign prison guard, turned his head silently and glanced at Sanzi.

As if sensing the silent gaze of the red-haired boy, the third son quietly approached and explained to Zhong Yuan Zhongye,

"Mr. Loofah is rather timid. If he knew that Mr. Chuya was alive, he would faint from fright."

Hell ghosts who are scared and fainted by living people...

Fine.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated to speak, and put on the vest of a foreign jailer.

"Oh! That's a real welcome!"

On the other hand, hearing that Zhongyuan Zhongye is also a foreign guest, Oboro Che, like every old local driver in this world, enthusiastically popularizes the famous products of Neon Hell for Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Zhongyuan Zhong also echoed twice from time to time, and the nerves that were unconsciously tense after entering hell gradually relaxed during the conversation.

Seeing this, the red-haired girl on the side smiled silently.

As long as you are a human being, when you first arrive in a strange place, you will feel uncomfortable and show a vigilant attitude.

This is the case in a foreign city, not to mention directly crossing the boundary between this world and the other side, and as a living person, came to the hell full of the dead.

This is an instinct rooted in human genes, an irresistible response.

The difference is only in the depth of the impact.

At this point, a certain ocher-haired mafioso is good enough.

Of course, if the red-haired girl asks one more question, she will find that the tension caused by gravity is not so much the incompatibility of new arrivals, but more like the anxiety of visiting the hometown of her sweetheart.

Especially on the premise that there is a final boss in the back, the old father of ghosts and gods.

To put it simply, it is the unique stress response of every man when he is a parent for the first time.

However, the third son didn't know, she just thought that Zhong Yuan Zhong was simply not used to it, and she deliberately chose to go to Hell by taking an obscurity car.

After all, as the florist's "Travel Code" says——

[How to quickly eliminate the sense of alertness of tourists in strange places?Throw him an enthusiastic and talkative driver, if one doesn't work, then two. 】

Well, it is indeed the experience passed down by flower growers for many years, and it really does not deceive me.

The red-haired girl looked at Chuya Nakahara, who had returned to normal, and gave a thumbs up to the hell next door in her heart.

Then, after a while, when the third son returned to listen, he found that a certain brown-haired mafia had turned his back on customers, and was about to extract all the information about the driver's family.

This is not over yet, and the obnoxious car that the red-haired boy has become a confidant begins to talk excitedly about the secrets of various big figures in hell.

These include but are not limited to: 'A certain Yatengu police officer openly selects candidates based on his face', 'Yan Mo Dawang was framed by the assistant officer because of his fish-making remarks, and was almost roasted into dried fish';

"Yesterday, Duoyipo fished out a beautiful boy with eyed eyes from the Santu River. She was attracted by the sex and forced to hold a wedding, but was stopped by the jailer who rushed over."

At first, the third son listened with gusto, and even took out a box of candies from his sleeve, and stuffed one into the mouths of himself and the red-haired boy.

Until the driver of the obscuring car above said something——

"That's right! There is another very interesting one!"

"It is said that before leaving, the second-in-command assistant of EU Hell made a passionate love affair with an adult here in the grove..."

"cough--!!!"

A certain red-haired girl who was listening to gossip coughed suddenly, choked on the candy in her mouth on the spot, and let out a series of earth-shattering coughing sounds.

"Then, Mr. Loofah! This one doesn't need..."

The third son waved his hands in a panic, trying to stop Oboroche from the next wonderful story.

Her guilt-ridden performance moved Chuya Nakahara, who was about to take the sugar ball, and narrowed his eyes sharply.

"Oh——Little Woods made love?"

Chuya Zhongya's supportive words made Mr. Loofah outside the carriage share his enthusiasm for gossip, and raised it to another level.

Seeing that Mr. Oboroche, who is good at storytelling, has finished reading the article and is about to start to unfold it vividly, the third son hastily opened his mouth to stop it.

"Wait, wait!! Mr. Loofah, don't—"

Before the third son finished speaking, the next second, she felt a sudden numbness in her fingertips, and a warm wet feeling came down her fingertips.

The red-haired girl froze immediately.

She turned her head sullenly, and found that the finger that she was feeding candy was bitten by Nakahara Chuya, and the tip of the other's tongue was on her fingertips.

As if sensing the blank gaze of the third son, the red-haired boy raised his eyelids, raised his eyelashes, and stared straight at the red-haired girl with a pair of cobalt blue pupils.

Then the warm tip of his tongue rolled away, licking away the powdered sugar on Sanzi's fingertips.

Third son: "..."

"Don't, don't..."

Sanzi's mind went blank for an instant, his face flushed, and the second part of the sentence 'don't say it' just got stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out.

Therefore, a certain party who failed to prevent it and Nakahara Chuya heard a wonderful story of "EU hell assisted in a romantic show of love, Romeo and Juliet came again, and the famous grove witnessed a moment in history".

The provocative words used and the detailed details once made the third son, one of the parties involved, begin to suspect that what Yu Che said was the version of the truth.

Of course, so far, a certain red-haired girl is still confident and will not reveal the key points.

Until the old driver Mr. Loofah added a sentence at the end with emotion,

"Ah, as expected of a demon of Western origin, it's just that it's sentimental."

"It is said that the assistant was still under the moon at that time, and played a love song on the acoustic guitar. I remember the melody seems to be..."

no no no! !This is no longer necessary!No need ah ah ah -!

The third son wailed wildly in his heart, but unfortunately the sorrows and joys between ghosts and ghosts were not connected, Mr. loofah driver hummed one of the melodies to himself.

Third son: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Familiar lyrics echoed in the car, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

It's a pity that the loofah master didn't notice it, he was still laughing heartily outside, and slowly put down the last straw on the back of a ghost girl who was about to face catastrophe,

"It's really hard work. If it were me, I would definitely be so touched that I would agree to it on the spot."

Chuya Nakahara, who was indeed moved by the madness for a time: "..."

The red-haired girl turned her head away and stared at the wooden boards of the carriage, pretending to be dead.

The guilty cold sweat broke out crazily at the back of his head, and he regretted his decision to take Mr. Zhongye in the oboro car.

Woo, why take a Taxi!Why take a Taxi!

How good is teleportation?Environmentally friendly and safe!

The gaze cast on the face gradually became hotter, and it became more and more impossible to ignore.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's voice was as peaceful as sea water without waves, floating faintly, and it was chilly against Sanzi's face.

"Third son."

The red-haired girl shuddered, and a drop of cold sweat slid down the back of her head.

Zhong Yuan also smiled: "This song is quite familiar, isn't it?"

Third son: "..."

"I know Teacher Chuya, don't say anything."

A red-haired girl turned her face calmly, took a deep breath, took out a pair of fluffy cat ear headbands from her sleeves, and put them on her head.

Then San Zixu clenched his fists, bent his wrists, and made a cute gesture of a beckoning cat on his cheeks, imitating the signature moves of the hell idol Pickey, and gave Nakahara a cute Wink,

"Don't worry about the little details, meow~"

……

…………

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I am most afraid that the air will be quiet for the second time.

In the silence, the third son said slowly: "Mr. Zhongye, please say something, otherwise I will be very embarrassed."

The ocher-haired mafioso looked at Sanzi blankly for a while, and after a full five seconds, he suddenly held his forehead and laughed out loud.

He seemed to chuckle, and raised his hand as if to sigh, and stuck his elbow on the third son's neck, bringing him into his arms.

"Teacher Zhongye?"

As if he didn't quite understand Nakahara Chuya's reaction, the third son looked up in confusion.

The next moment, the girl saw the brown-haired boy and lowered his head softly.

With the intimacy falling, a feather-like kiss touched the corner of her eyes lightly, and a magnetic voice came into her ears,

"Next time, just perfunctory me like this."

*****

When he arrived at the festival venue, Mr. Oborosha Loofah found that the usually calm and reliable Oni Escort executive-sama half-covered his face with his hands in discomfort.

The exposed part of the skin was a little reddish, and the ears turned a crystal pink.

"Are you feeling unwell, third son?"

A question mark appeared on the hazy car's head, and then he seemed to think of a possibility, his face panicked, showing a thunderbolt expression,

"Eh?! Difficult, could it be that my driving skills have regressed, motion sickness?!"

Seeing that the dedicated Mr. Driver was about to fade from the blow, the third son quickly put down his hand,

"No, no, I'm just, simple, simple..."

The red-haired girl anxiously gestured back and forth, but at this moment, her mind was filled with the kiss from a moment ago, and her thoughts were almost burnt into rice paste, and she couldn't think of a suitable reason.

"It's hot." Zhong Yuanzhong next to him also added.

"……Yep!"

As soon as the wisdom bulb on Sanzi's head lit up, he scratched the back of his head and smiled as if he was saved,

"Isn't it summer? It's so hot hahahahaha."

"That's it, that's how it is."

Oboro Che suddenly realized, regained his spirit, and left cheerfully.

"call."

The third son watched Fei Yuan's back, heaved a sigh of relief, then puffed up his cheeks, turned his head, and met the smiling eyes of the brown-haired mafia.

"What's the matter? Is it still very hot?" A young man with brown hair asked knowingly.

The third son looked at Chuya Zhongyuan dissatisfied, and he forgot to be shy after being interrupted by such an interruption.

"Teacher Zhongye, are you bullying me?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled and said nothing, and raised his hand to stroke the dog ear headband on Sanzi's head.

The ghost girl squinted her eyes and stared at the proud Nakahara Nakaya for a while, then suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and an idea flashed through her.

Sanzi gave a fake cough as if clearing his throat, raised his expression, and said seriously,

"Teacher Zhongye, although you are an invited guest, as the saying goes, do as the Romans do, and you still have to abide by some rules."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"so--"

The third son pulled out two ghost horns from behind as if by magic.

The girl stood on her tiptoes, quickly took off the hat on Nakahara Chuya's head, and pressed the two golden ghost horns on his head with a 'slap',

"Welcome to hell, Teacher Zhongya!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also touched the two ghost horns that suddenly appeared on his head, and said affirmatively,

"Do as the Romans do, Sanzi, you are just fooling me."

The third son, who had been dismantled for his small thoughts, raised his hand and put the red-haired boy's hat on his own head, confidently,

"That's right, I just want to see how Mr. Ye loses his body and is embarrassed with his ghost horns."

The third son paused for a while when he said this, and then added righteously,

"That's bullying."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the third son with a smile, flicked his finger on the brim of the girl's hat,

"Okay, Master Guicha, you have bullied me."

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*****

The Obon Festival in Hell is more lively than expected.

Jailors of different forms gather together, just like the street vendors in the present world, selling different food and cheating money on both sides, ahem, it is a happy shooting game, fishing for goldfish and the like.

——"The facial features are burning, the eyes, ears, bones, and other parts are complete."

——"Hey, the hot wild fried human soul is delicious~"

The street vendors hawking, the aroma of food mixed in the air.

The legendary monsters mingled with the jailers and passed by Sanzi and Zhongya Nakahara.

Occasionally, there would be a few doubtful looks, but after seeing clearly the ghost horns on the top of the red-haired boy's head, he quickly showed an expression of "probably misjudged", grinned, and smiled friendlyly at Zhongya Zhongyuan.

Then, accidentally, the remaining three-meter-long tongue sticks out.

Zhongyuan Zhong also calmly withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the third son,

"Is it okay for me to mix in alone? Will it not break the rules of hell like 'no strangers enter'?"

"Huh? It's okay."

The red-haired girl handed a piece of candy apple to Chuya Nakahara.

Then he opened his mouth with a 'wow', biting his sharp tiger teeth on his share, his lips stuck to the apple icing, stained with a layer of rouge-like red,

"There is no such rule as 'no strangers should enter' in hell, it's all compiled by people in this world."

"However, due to the natural isolation between this world and the other side, very few human beings can cross the boundary and enter by mistake. Some living souls are possible."

This is why, for thousands of years, there have been occasional pictures of hell, portraits of judges and other materials in the world.

"Ms. Chuya's words are a special case."

The third son swallowed the apple in his mouth and continued, "Because you were invited by your father's nod of approval."

Zhong Yuan was also taken aback when he heard that: "Mr. Ghost Lantern?"

The expressionless face of the ghost assistant officer subconsciously appeared in the mind of the ochre-haired boy.

Zhongyuanzhong also thinks that he has no redundant intersection with that assistant officer... well, but it will probably be inevitable in the future.

But he deliberately chose this time point, and spent a lot of time to invite him to hell. The only possibility he could think of was——

The ochre-haired boy turned his head sideways, his thoughtful eyes fell on the face of the girl beside him, and then froze.

In the warm yellow light of the festival, the bright red icing of apple candy dyed the lips of Sanzi with a bright color.

The bitten juice gathered into dew, hanging on the edge when it was about to fall, was gently licked off by the girl with the tip of her tongue, leaving a watery luster on her lips.

The ocher-haired mafia who happened to watch this scene moved slightly.

As if thirsty, the Adam's apple covered by the black neck ring rolled.

Perhaps it was because the side gaze was too obvious, the third son turned her head as if feeling something, she looked at the apple candy that Zhong Yuanzhong also held still, and then looked down at her own.

Well, although theoretically, the taste should be the same, but Chuya-sensei looks very greedy for her...

The third son blinked, tentatively handed the share in his hand to the boy, licked his lower lip and asked,

"Would you like to taste mine, Sensei Chuya?"

The voice of the red-haired girl passed through the ceremony, and was somewhat muted by the noise around her.

Like a lovebird, flapping its wings, it stopped at Zhongyuan Zhongye's ear, and pecked as a reminder.

So the usual question, falling into the ears of the red-haired mafia, turned into a heart-warming invitation——

【Want to taste me?Teacher Zhongye? 】

Central Plains Zhongye's breathing stagnates.

The boy's cobalt blue pupils stared at the third son without turning.

The palm of the hand in the black glove moved toward the red-haired girl's cheek, just when his fingertips were about to touch the corner of the girl's bright red lips——

'call out--'

A sharp wooden arrow came through the air.

The arrow grazed Nakahara Chuya's thumb and passed between the two like lightning, and with a 'poof', it decisively hit the apple candy held by Bai Ze at the side of the medicinal food stall diagonally behind.

Chuya Nakahara, whose finger was almost cut off: "..."

Inexplicably implicated, Bai Ze: "..."

Three meters away, the Ghost Lantern standing by the archery booth was still in the posture of drawing the bow, staring at the few people, and uttered a sentence loudly,

"Double eagles, right in the heart."