Ashura

Power...that familiar power

I returned to Professor Asura's house in a daze, and when I took out the key, I realized that my hands were shaking. I opened the room that was assigned to me yesterday and fell on the bed. I pulled the quilt , tightly covered his head.

This feeling is so uncomfortable.

That kind of things... obviously because you think you should know, even the people you know know, but they hide it from you, and you yourself start to doubt your memory and play hide-and-seek with you. Obviously your memory It seems that there is no fragment at all, but it just appears from time to time something that you have no impression at all so that you can't ignore its existence, but when you really want to get something useful from it, you find that it is hid.

I closed my eyes, trying to get rid of all the humming in my head, so that my tortured brain could get a moment of rest and peace.

The sounds and pictures followed one after another, I don't know if I am awake or in a dream. I just feel that these intermittent dreams seem to be telling something.

Those things seemed to be stuffed into my brain forcefully by someone, that kind of force, as if trying to fill up all the vacant positions in my head, without leaving any room.

And my body was paralyzed on the bed, the bedding and pillow covers were soaked in cold sweat, but I couldn't move for a moment.

The consciousness and the body seemed to be completely separated. I endured the severe pain in my head, and slowly, it seemed that I fell into the deepest sleep of my brain.

When I got up from the bed again, it was already pitch black outside the window.

There are no stars in the dark sky, which is very different from the starry sky in my memory, which is like shining diamonds spreading out on the dark blue flannelette to show their beautiful and dazzling light. This is probably caused by environmental pollution. I sat up and looked at the almost dark sky in silence until the door was knocked.

"Ah Xiu, are you awake? Come out and eat."

"Yeah." I responded lightly, and when I heard the sound of the other person's footsteps leaving, I took out a set of clothes from my backpack and replaced the one that was wet with my cold sweat.

Fiber, nylon, something extracted from petroleum, is not as comfortable to wear as linen.

I twisted my neck in pain, pulled the collar twice, and then pulled the sheet off the bed and threw it on the floor.

I opened the door and saw a bowl of steaming curry rice on the coffee table in the living room. The aroma slowly but overbearingly occupied all my thoughts, and the professor was already sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, Doesn't seem at all angry that I released his pigeons today.

Hearing the sound of my door opening, he turned his head and put down the newspaper in his hand, took off the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled at me gently: "Eat quickly, or it will be cold again." "You did it ?" I sat down on the sofa on the other side, frowning, looking a bit disgusted.

It smells so good...I sniff my nose and feel so hungry.

As if he didn't see my expression, he still smiled and coaxed: "Well, because there are no ingredients at home, so I can only do this. Next time I will take you to eat something good, okay?" I squinted my eyes , looking at the man in front of him.

Handsome and gentle appearance, long and smooth black hair, coupled with a spring-like smile on the corner of his mouth. He looks like a gentle and good man, but no matter how he hides it, I can still smell the cold bloodthirsty impulse in his bones , and cold nature. And those golden eyes I stared at him coldly, this human being, except for those human ears, is simply a standard royal family.

Too bad he's just human

How can a human being have such a pair of eyes! Even I, after losing the orthodox blood, no longer have the standard royal symbol.

The god race has become a dusty history of the past, unknown to the world. And I was reincarnated as a weak human being. Except for the glorious memory of the past in my mind, the present world, except for those mysterious myths, has no There is no trace of our existence.

Time is indeed the cruelest spell. Long memory is sometimes the most painful burden.

Why do I think of these? Betrayal, conspiracy, and destruction. There is no tenderness. This kind of thing may make me as a human being so depressed that I can't breathe.

I destroyed the city of good view, and the city that belonged to me has not escaped its destined fate in the long time.

With a smile that is obviously sweet but full of murderous intentions, I slowly put my lips close to the professor's ear, put my arm against his chest, as if I was going to lean into his arms, and leaned forward. head, that kind of coquettish posture, lips opened and closed: "Who are you?" The chestnut-haired boy was panting as he watched a man with shoulder-length blond hair tell his sister's best friend.

"Do you... believe in God?"

"You will be, his spokesman in the world."

"Hey, blond foreign ghost! What nonsense are you talking about here!"

Unable to bear it, he got up, stepped up directly, and then dragged the girl to run away quickly.

"Rogiel...no! Could it be...Alexis?!" Who are you?

suspicious person.

He knew my identity and my journey, but he helped me in that small shop hidden in the mist.

"Who are you....what is your purpose?"

"Who am I...?" The man laughed, ignoring the words behind me. The funny and indulgent emotions flashed by, and the beautiful golden eyes became like the bright sunshine shining on the water Reflective, flooding layer by layer.

This is really a forgettable question.

In that distant and vague ancient time, but because of certain memories, it is very nostalgic, it seems that the first time they met, he also asked this sentence angrily?

The man seemed to have thought of something happy, his eyes were narrowed into intoxicating curves, and he also cooperated with my movements, one hand unceremoniously wrapped my waist, and the other hand held my chin.

Two faces are infinitely close together, two pairs of golden and pitch black eyes, one pair is smiling and the other pair is full of suspicion and murderous intent. The tip of their noses touches, as long as I tilt my head slightly, their lips can be as beautiful as those in TV dramas It’s a pity that at this moment, I have already put aside those temptations, threats and other thoughts. I only have one thought in my mind now, and that is to chop this guy who took advantage of me into seventeen or eighteen sections and then Burn to ashes!

Who allowed you, a human being, to put your arms around this king's waist!

Who allowed you, a damned human being, to grab this king's chin! It should be this king who made such a move!

I'm furious!

Presumably my anger that was about to materialize was well received by the other party, he let go of my chin, and let go of the hand holding my waist.

Count yourself acquainted!

I snorted coldly, just when I was about to pick up the curry rice that made me drool, and was about to go back to the room, I didn't want to see that disgusting face of the apprentice, before I had time to reach out, the guy suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed me into his arms, and then his jaw, which had not been released for a few seconds, was clasped again.

The strength of the hand was very strong, and I was powerless for a while, so I could only follow his strength and raise my head.

The two lips met, and the familiar feeling made me hesitate for a moment. It seemed that there were countless sweet and passionate kisses between us a long time ago.

Through the clothes, I felt the warm touch from my waist, and his hands slowly moved between the waist and abdomen. I wanted to pant, but as long as my lips were slightly separated, I could hear myself continuing to pant almost moaning, Then he immediately swallowed it again.

My face was flushed from suffocation, and my fingers were powerless to grab his clothes. There were many marks on his neatly ironed clothes.

This... what is this development! Why is this happening?

I was thinking in a daze. The anger of being offended earlier seems to have dissipated. How long has it been since he and I have had such close contact? Since that sad thing that... makes me sad thing?

My thinking was suddenly stuck, and there was an impulse similar to nausea: "Woo!" I snorted in pain, and felt something rushing up from my throat. Familiar and favorite.

The smell of blood.

I hurriedly pushed away the man across from me, strangling my neck uncomfortably.

The liquid kept gushing up, as if it wanted to overwhelm the river in this small place in my throat, I gritted my teeth, but I didn't realize that even my teeth were stained with blood.

"Asura!"

"There shouldn't be such a problem in the deal between him and me. You see, nothing happened during the period when his memory has begun to recover." The woman's voice was a little familiar, as if I just heard it Been here not long ago.

"Then this thing..."

"His inducement is definitely not memory." The woman seemed to start to move, and I could feel the wind from her skirt caressing my face: "He left countless traps when he traded with me, but these are all Loopholes in the law. Just like his memory, the price paid is logically irrecoverable. But from the day he came into this world, the price he got from him has always wanted to go back to him, and, also It worked. Although he forgot about you, at least he remembered something." The woman's voice carried a hint of a smile, and she didn't know whether she was laughing at the 'me' who had worked so hard, or the 'you' who had been forgotten .

"So, it's definitely not a memory problem." The woman's voice began to lower, and she seemed to sit down and pick up something: "I heard the ground shaking. He seems to be coming out. And those who are eating the gods Flesh and blood." "Is it them?"

"Maybe, who knows?"