After teasing the dog, he got fucked

The dog curly spine wants to grab Mikoto.

But fragments of memory that were broken like mirrors kept flashing before his eyes.

There is a little Mikoto who is hugged by a monster named "Tumi", flattered and at a loss.

And standing on the stage with Rika Kawai, the shining idol Mikoto.

There is also Kakoto, a young girl with an indifferent and exhausted expression, cuddling with Koyo Ozaki...

Countless fragments just passed by in a flash.

But it is enough to prevent anyone from finding her who is sleeping.

Thus he lost track of her.

The dog curly thorn waved away the last piece of debris, and examined his foothold.

As it fell, the small black dot gradually grew larger, showing the momentum it should have as a "landmark building in Yokohama".

Even from a bird's-eye view, it's not difficult for him to recognize that this is the headquarters building of the Port Mafia.

And the city under my feet is naturally Yokohama.

Not surprisingly.

There is a complete Yokohama in Kokodo's spiritual world, which is more convincing than him.

The dog curly spine pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and boldly surrendered his back to the world.

Because now, he is here.

In Yokohama in Kokodo's heart.

The young man fell into the headquarters building, walked through the illusory floor, and was caught by the single sofa.

He didn't dodge or avoid, looking straight at the desk.

"I never thought..." The glamorous woman sitting behind the desk paused, "The person who comes here will be you."

So?

Is there something wrong with him?

Could it be that this is not to her liking?

Gou Juanji had thousands of complaints to say, but he couldn't say anything because of the [curse].

At most, he uttered a sullen "pickled high vegetables." to show his dissatisfaction.

It's very immature.

It was as if in front of her, he would always be that reckless 17-year-old boy.

It's not at all the image he wants to portray.

The dog curly spine bit a piece of meat in its mouth, and was too angry to speak.

She might think he is childish and funny, right?

Maybe he would even joke about "why hasn't he made any progress in four years".

Anyway, she will never respond positively.

he knows.

When she doesn't want to face the real problem, she always likes to change the subject.

As expected, the irritating guy really laughed.

"Don't worry about it." Her tone was so gentle that it was unreal, even more gentle than when they first met.

"At least here... in my heart."

Kokobe, who was still at the age of 24, blushed rarely, and covered his left cheek uncomfortably.

"You are not bound by the [curse]."

sounds so good.

Curlythorn chewed that sentence over and over again.

It would be even better if it was all her sincerity behind it.

Not that she was lying to him at all.

After all, in order to make people believe in such things as lies, seven points of truth and three points of falsehood are the best.

And that three-point falsehood... just blocked the possibility of him using the [spell] to control her to leave directly.

He even used such a reason that he could not refute.

The dog pursed its lips, raised its eyelashes, and looked at Kokodo across the table.

Even after four years of "studying" with Koyo Ozaki, he still feels slightly amused by her shyness.

Even if he knew it well - it was all pretended by her.

Kokoto held his left cheek, blinked, and quickly suppressed the surging emotions: "You shouldn't have come."

It was a totally unexpected conversation.

Curlythorn listened in silence as she went from "You're not fit to be a mafia" to "I can't get out of here anyway".

The slightly thin red lips opened and closed.

Said everything he didn't want to hear.

So what if he wasn't fit for the mafia?

Selfishly saying that it is impossible to leave?

Who wants to listen to her high-sounding truths? !

The dog curled its lips impatiently.

If it wasn't for not being able to use [Spell]...

But so what?

There are many ways to make her shut up.

The dog curled up decisively and walked directly to the table.

Supporting the table with one hand, he turned over the large desk with a little effort.

He was not polite at all, and sat directly on the table.

"[Book]..." Here I am.

Mikoto's unfinished words were stuffed back into his stomach.

The softness of the lips and the roughness of the curse marks are long-lost touches.

The first time she came into contact with the smell and temperature that only existed in her memory, she was almost burned to tears.

Kokoto closed his eyelids tremblingly.

I'm afraid that the lacrimal gland will not listen to the tears.

She decided from the very beginning to hide the [book] here forever.

And why...

Will be so weakly waiting for "someone" to appear?

Kokodo didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to admit it.

She pushed away the young man who leaned over to kiss him, and caressed the [Snake Eyes] on the corner of his lips reluctantly.

Through the nine-year-old and 16-year-old herself, she has noticed the changes in the past four years.

He is taller, fiercer, more mature, and more determined than when he was 17 years old, and he also has a bloody smell that cannot be concealed.

...much more Mafia-like than he was four years ago.

Sighing softly, Kamito hid the heat in his eyes, and cursed with a smile: "It's been four years, and I still can't learn to be obedient."

If you are more obedient, you don't have to leave school so early.

And without stepping into the puddles of the harbor mafia and doing things he wasn't supposed to be doing.

Not to mention running hard for her until I found this place...

Now in her hands, the [book] hidden in her spiritual world is the root of all troubles in Yokohama.

In order to get the 【Book】or its whereabouts, no one would want her to reappear in Yokohama alive.

Except... herself.

Even though he understands what Kokodo is planning, Gou Maki still hates what she calls "obedient".

"If I really listened to you, how could I see you?" He was very dissatisfied, "So you still don't want to confess?"

He is clearly a guy who can flirt with anyone easily and is used to playing tricks on people's hearts, but he is the only one who is especially stingy with sweet words to him.

If it weren't for the 16-year-old her-her "self", her subconscious, exposed so unabashedly.

Where could he hear her straightforward desire?

Mikoto pretended to be ignorant: "Confess what?"

Gou Juji was full of resentment: "Do you remember everything that happened before? Didn't you say 'I want to see you' and 'I like you'? Or..."

He paused for a few seconds, and asked back in disbelief.

"You want to deny it?"

"...I really don't want to see you here." Kokoto sighed.

Of course she hoped that the kid would keep doing what he wanted to do cleanly and squarely.

As a magician, for "justice", for "companions", for "humanity", even if there is an accident, it is still a bright and aboveboard life.

Isn't that much better than being a mafia?

Not to mention, she also deliberately supported a friendly faction in the political circles.

Not only will it be more convenient for the port mafia, but the conjurer's situation will be much easier than before.

It's just that someone doesn't want to.

It's hard to deny that even though you don't want to see him, you still feel joy when you see him.

The reason is also frighteningly simple.

And she knew it.

Kokoto bit his lower lip, unable to say anything against his will.

I haven't seen him in four years, and I said so many hurtful things to him when I saw him...

After all, she couldn't bear to go any further.

Seeing that she didn't speak anymore, Gou Juanji, who had already expected her response, felt confident.

He raised his eyebrows, reached out and grabbed her collar, and stepped on the chair with his feet.

After making sure to block all the escape routes of Mikoto, Gou Juanji became unscrupulous.

"Say it." He pressed Kokobe's white lips, "Say you don't like me, say you don't love me, say you're not happy when you see me."

"As long as you can say it, I will leave immediately."

For Mikoto, this is a bargain.

It just hurts.

But there is no doubt that there is a weight called "Po Can Po Fall" on the balance in her heart.

Kokoto made up his mind: "I don't..."

The second half of the sentence was buried between the lips and teeth again.

The young conjurer kissed the woman's lips unceremoniously—or even fiercely, with anger.

That probably wouldn't count as a "kiss."

More like "Bite".

The dog curly thorn shredded the "calmness and self-control" that Kokodo pretended to be, and with the overwhelming advantage of physical strength, he gained the upper hand in the confrontation for the first time.

He condescendingly let go of Kokobe's slightly swollen lips, and repeated——

"As long as you can say it, I will leave immediately."

But how does he look like he will give her a chance to say this?

Kokoto brushed back the hair that had been messed up during the struggle just now, and adjusted his unsteady breathing.

She gouged him out angrily: "I..."

Being blocked by a kiss again, Kokoto bit back angrily and retaliated.

A faint smell of blood filled the mouth.

It is not clear who its source is, or no one has been able to survive this "dispute" intact.

It wasn't until Kokoto's blue eyes turned red, and his chest heaved up and down due to exhausted panting, that the dog curly let go of her physical control.

He was angry, but extremely calm: "You don't believe me."

Even if she dared to attach the spell power of as many as 400 million people to him, she did not give him enough trust.

Not trust in the use of abilities, but a different kind, only trust in herself.

"You can conspire with Osamu Dazai, cooperate with Mori Ogai, and return to the world with anyone..."

"However, when it comes to me, everything is negotiable."

Curlythorn the dog shuddered.

The source is the sadness that arises deep in my heart.

"You thought about the possibility of anyone appearing here."

"Only without me."

He sniffed and couldn't help raising his hand to cover his eyes.

"...Is that why you don't believe me?"

I don't believe that his love is reliable enough, and I don't believe that he will still love her.

"……yes?"

The repeated questioning extinguished the anger of Kokoto because of being contradicted.

She couldn't help stretching out her fingers and touching the water mark on his cheek.

He is crying.

The slight coolness of the fingertips undoubtedly showed some kind of existence.

That is the temperature that can burn people.

Kokoto withdrew his hand in a panic, but was grabbed by the dog.

The hand that didn't have time to withdraw was drawn and covered the boy's heart.

Even through a thin layer of shirt, it seems to be touching the beating heart.

"You shouldn't have cared about me, you shouldn't have taken care of me, and you shouldn't have provided me with any help."

The young man spoke hoarsely and dullly, and his tone gradually became gritted.

"Instead of that, you might as well kill me before I like you."

"God's life."

The wind in Yokohama stopped.

Only words that were too light but deafening were left behind.

"Kill me."

The author says:

This chapter should have ended.

But it feels really appropriate to stop here.

I like.

Let's finish the text in the next chapter.