After teasing the dog, he got fucked

There is no doubt that, from the perspective of human aesthetics, the woman in front of her who claims to be named "Koko Humei" is very beautiful.

Maybe it can be counted as one in a million.

But for real people, beauty is just an appendage of the skin and a redundancy of the soul.

Things that can be easily erased or changed are of little value.

Compared with her appearance, it should be her attitude that should interest Masato more.

"Value?" He played with the villain in his hand, "What do you think is valuable?"

life?

soul?

Or money that is too vulgar to be more vulgar?

In Masato's increasingly expectant eyes, Kokobe breathed out a smoke ring leisurely.

She gripped the menthol cigarette and shook off the ash.

Through the misty smoke, she slowly raised the corners of her mouth.

"Value itself has no objective meaning."

"It's purely subjective."

"The so-called wealth, life, and even soul have value because of collective endowment. What is beneficial to the public and recognized by the public has a widely recognized value."

"So for me, what's in my favor, what I acknowledge, has value."

And none of these can be defined by values ​​in the secular sense.

Because the right to define them belongs only to Mikoto.

Accidentally crushing the human body, the real person patted his hands clean with a little pity, and then restored his smile.

"So that's why you didn't stop me in the first place?"

He tilted his head and spoke in a cute to some nauseating tone.

Kokoto also tilted his head and looked at him: "Yes. Is there any benefit for me to stop you?"

"But you are also stopping me now." The real person can see it clearly, "What benefits can you get?"

"Or……"

He turned his head 180 degrees and looked straight at Curly, the dog, who was still coughing.

"Is this the benefit you want?"

The dog curly thorn propped on the ground coughed from the beginning to the end.

The spurted blood gradually soaked the carpet in front of him.

It's not that he didn't notice the interaction between Masato and Kokoto, but all he could do was keep silent.

At this point he can't do anything.

This mantra is learning at a frantic pace.

Gou Juanji covered his mouth, swallowing the foaming blood.

He recognized this shortly after starting the fight.

Seeing a real person playing with humans like plasticine, the dog curly spine will not take the initiative to contact him, so he can only choose to use [spell].

But the [curse] is ultimately limited to the difference in strength between the two sides.

And the gap between real people and his strength is too big.

Even if it was only at the beginning of birth, and was restricted by the [curse] at the beginning, Daoist quickly learned how to deal with it.

Even, he didn't need to protect his ears and brain with magic power like a magician.

He only needs to refuse to be controlled by the [curse], and he can bring the dog curly thorn a fierce backlash.

Just like the rejected sentence ["Let her go."].

Slowly but firmly clenched his fist, the dog curled his teeth, and looked at the real person's shadow on the ground with hatred.

He didn't know how the knotweed Youren could attack real people without being affected by the opponent's spells.

But if he was Yuzu Yujin, he would definitely get up now and give this stitched face a hard punch.

All kinds of complicated thoughts in my mind were mixed together, and finally turned into a wordless plea.

Why didn't Ms. Kokodo escape earlier?

Obviously, no matter in Yokohama or Tokyo, they are saying that they are ordinary people, and they will never participate in battles, right?

He couldn't tell whether it was the tearing of the vocal cords that made him more painful, or the powerlessness that filled his heart made him more angry.

The dog curly spine gasped, raised his head, and met Daoist's eyes.

He struggled to utter the last words in a low, hoarse voice.

【"Give it to me, from her side..."】

【"Go away!"】

When the words fell to the ground, Makoto's hand holding Kokodo was only bounced away.

He smiled and stroked Kokodo's cheek again.

"Eh—?" He said half puzzled and half threatening, "I want to do it?"

But only for a moment, the real person was dissatisfied and said: "Why are you not afraid?"

"Because you won't touch me."

Mikoto smiled calmly.

"At least not now."

Unfortunately, being told the truth, the real person raised his chin and looked at her quietly.

"You're right," he admitted bluntly.

He won't just kill her before he finds another toy as interesting as her.

"But I'm not happy." The newborn mantra was not much worse than a child, "I'm very unhappy."

He withdrew his hands and folded his arms around his chest in the same way as Kokoto did.

"You should have called some other guy like that, right?"

"Conjurer." Mikoto hinted intimately, "This kind of guy has a common identity called 'Conjurer'."

Oh, conjurer.

The real person curled his lips, still dissatisfied: "Now I may not be able to beat the guy you called, so I have to run away early."

No one present could stop him, he was quite sure of this.

But if the conjurer becomes more or stronger, he probably won't be able to handle it.

"Since you said you want enough benefits..."

Daoist paused for a moment, then suddenly whispered into Shen Zihu's ear.

"Then make a deal—I remember, you call that a deal?"

Kokodo initially achieved his goal, and he didn't expect to delay the opponent until the arrival of reinforcements.

She nodded calmly, and responded softly: "Let's hear it?"

"I'll let these two guys go this time, and just take away the rest of the toys." The real person pondered for a while, "You are not allowed to stop me, and you are not allowed to ask someone to stop me."

"I can't guarantee things related to others." Kokoto shook his head.

She pretended to be unprepared and said, "The only thing people can control is themselves. Do you have any doubts about this sentence?"

Glancing at the dog curly thorn that was still struggling to support her on the ground, Zhenren slightly disagreed with her point of view.

"Anyway, I told the person you called not to chase me. This should be very simple for you."

He took Kokodo's shoulders, and suddenly continued his topic with a playful smile.

"It wouldn't be so interesting if you could only control yourself."

"You'd better keep being interesting like this."

While Masato said so, he slowly approached Kokoto.

He grinned, stuck out his tongue, licked her cheek, and then complained.

"Obviously there is no smell at all... Humans are really strange."

It was clear that he was attacking Mikoto, but Makoto kept looking at the dog.

He squinted his eyes and thought of an even more malicious idea.

"You don't have the power to reject the transaction. At worst, I can take you all away."

The real person set the "transaction content" beyond doubt, and determined the "transaction" with the help of [restraint] without a teacher.

After assuring that he would never have any unnecessary worries, he took action with confidence.

"The reason why this deal was made is also very simple."

The pale lips had a malevolent curve, which was lightly imprinted on the bright red lips.

"Because I... like you very much."

It's just a curse...

The dog curly spines almost crushed the back molars.

He wanted to shout, but also wanted to use [spell] to make it completely wiped out.

But he couldn't make a sound.

The vocal cords temporarily lose their function in repeated backlash.

A spellcaster who cannot speak is no different from a disabled person.

The dog curly spine even wanted to rush up regardless.

Regardless of whether it will use that kind of deformation spell on itself, getting rid of it is the business.

But when he saw Shen Zihu, he could only choose to die down.

Kokoto waved his fingers slightly to express his negation.

It was just a kiss, which was not unacceptable to her.

None of this mattered as long as casualties were minimized as much as possible.

What's more, she has been able to infer almost the information about this curse spirit.

Although it would not be a good thing to let it grow, but we should not rush to get rid of it.

This is not a curse spirit that can be dealt with in one go.

And from Mikoto's point of view, this curse spirit doesn't really like her either.

It probably just wants to learn something.

In other words, she doubts whether the other party can understand what "like" is.

And Makoto's next move just confirmed Kokodo's thoughts.

He looked at the dog curly thorn, and laughed.

While laughing, he nonchalantly grabbed those humans who had been transformed by him.

"Oh, I'm so angry!" The real person smiled, "But she promised to let me go?"

"You can't do anything to me at all, can you?"

He threw the shrunken human body up and down, and walked out of the theater backwards.

During the period, it was accompanied by unstoppable wild laughter.

It wasn't until the real person left the theater completely that Kokodo picked up his handbag and walked quickly to Gou Makiji's side in two or three steps.

She is not worried about the knotweed Youren who has two faces in his body.

If the thousand-year-old thing didn't add some skills to the nanny, it would be something that would make Mikhail laugh.

But dog curly spines are different.

He can't use reverse spells.

Kokoto didn't care whether the ground was clean or not, and knelt down next to Gou Makitou.

She grabbed the dog curly thorn, which was barely holding up, and turned him over.

Pulling and pulling, it took her a lot of effort to get the dog curly thorn to lie on her lap successfully.

"Lie down and don't move anymore." Kokoto frowned, and took out a roll of silk thread from his handbag.

The silk thread has the unique luster of protein, shining slightly in the lights that come on after the movie is over.

This isn't the first time Curlythorn has seen the thread.

The last time I saw it, I went to the hospital with Kokoto, and it was sprayed out of Tatemaru Aya's hands.

Kokoto pulled out a section, carefully and quickly wrapped it into a bandage.

With her left hand, she held the back of the dog's head, and with her right hand, she held the bandage of spider silk and spread it on his Adam's apple.

Following the curve of the neck, she wrapped the entire neck of the dog curly spine.

It's just that during this process, Kokoto somehow felt a little chill.

It was the water stains from the sideburns.

And the source is the tightly closed eyes of the dog curly spine.

Kokodo didn't need to speculate much to guess what Gou Makiji was thinking at the moment.

She put the end of the bandage on and helped him sit up again.

After finishing all this, she sat back next to the dog Juicing.

Supporting the ground, Mikoto sighed slightly.

Then she turned sideways and leaned slightly in the direction of the dog's spine.

The bright lip gloss left a little mark on the blood-sucking lips of the teenager.

It was as if someone had applied a thin layer of lipstick to his lips.

"You did the best you could, and I never blamed you."

Mikoto gently wiped away the tears on the face of the dog with his fingertips, and said with a gentle and helpless smile.

"Okay, don't cry. What do boys look like when they cry like this?"

However, tears flowed down from the corner of the boy's eyes like a bank.

He hated himself for being so hopelessly weak.

The author says:

Volume: Too weak, no power.

Kokodo: ... I, we unite?

How should I put it, luckily you are fainted, Huzi.