[Onmyoji] Is the flower roll delicious?

He was wearing a white inner shirt and a blue feather weaving. The color was very plain, which made people look very comfortable. He somehow had the temperament of a scholar and a Confucian, but his real identity was a businessman.

"Boss," Huaniaojuan greeted with a smile.

"...Ji Jun?! Why are you here? It's getting late... Who is this?" The expression in the eyes of the stall owner was not only surprise, doubt, but also a flash of surprise when he saw the flower and bird scroll. Being caught by the flower and bird roll, she felt a little strange, but when she looked carefully at the owner of the painting stall, she couldn't see anything wrong. The man was smiling, gentle and polite, but his face seemed not very good, um, what he said There is also confusion.

And, strangely, he actually called himself Ji Jun.

"Come out to buy clothes for the children, and I'll be back in a while. This is...," Hua Niaojuan was troubled, what identity should be arranged for him, "My sister's youngest son, my little nephew." The little guy fell asleep, otherwise the lie would be hard to come by.

"So that's how it is." Seemingly getting a satisfactory answer, he relaxed a lot and said, "The child looks like you, I thought it was your child."

"Really? Maybe it's because I'm his aunt, ha ha," Hua Niaojuan replied with a dry smile, her eyes were erratic, because she was the one who tempered this body, so the appearance was quite similar, that's when she saw the child , the reason why I didn't think he was very similar to Abe Seimei in the first reaction.However, she is not very clear about her current appearance. The last time she looked at her face carefully was hundreds of years ago. Anyway, the Huaniaojuan clan are all beautiful monsters.

"Actually... I think this kid looks a bit like you," Huaniaojuan looked at the little guy's face, then at the painting stall owner's face, and said hesitantly, he did look alike, and he wasn't joking.Seeing that the owner of the painting stall had a strange expression, she made up for it again: "Probably because everyone has black hair and black eyes." She rounded herself up again.

The title of Circus Little Expert gets.

If the two of them stand in front of the mirror at the same time, they will find that their faces are three points similar.

The owner of the painting stall was about to open his mouth to say something, but was blocked. "Hanamaki," the man's cold voice was hoarse, full of pleading and apology.

Hanaori didn't have time to run away, she was hugged upright, surrounded by a familiar and light breath, one hand skillfully ran down her long hair, Abe Seimei put his chin on the top of her head, and sighed softly In a soft voice, he coaxed: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I am not a human, nor a monster, but a monster born from the combination of a monster and a human. I am the son of a white fox. You are still young and don't know what this means. I rejected you, but I didn't know that I had hurt you. I'm sorry."

Huaniaojuan stayed in his arms quietly, without saying a word, but in fact his heart began to soften, and he was a little embarrassed, and was caught after running away from home for a long time.

"Then... what is the relationship between us," she asked, with uncertainty remaining in her voice. The last time she asked this question, the answer she got was unsatisfactory, and even made her heart skip a beat. pain.

"Lovers."

Abe Seimei whispered, full of tenderness and gentleness.

The warm atmosphere between the two permeated, and suddenly the soft and tender child's voice broke everything: "Mother? I feel uncomfortable." The child's voice was muffled, and it was only then that Huaniaojuan remembered that the little guy was still in her arms, and she hurriedly pushed it away. Abe Seimei touched the child's head, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, mother."

"Hei Seimei?" Abe Seimei looked at the little guy nestled in Huaniaomaki's arms unkindly.

"In theory, but not in practice," Huaniaojuan explained the little guy's origin.

"So what you said at the time was angry."

Huaniaojuan nodded shyly.

"No more."

Huaniaojuan nodded obediently.

Abe Seimei gently smoothed her long hair, felt the real warmth in her arms, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, it's so good, this big monster is back.He let go of his hand and held hands instead, smiling slightly with a sideways face: "Then let's go home."

"Okay," Huaniaojuan agreed with a nod. After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered the owner of the painting stall. He hadn't said goodbye to him yet. When he turned around, he found that he was gone.

Abe Seimei gently squeezed her hand: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

It's so strange, I had something to say to me just now, but suddenly it disappeared.

The owner of the painting stall was leaning against the corner, his face pale, he was panting heavily, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he kept chanting: painting.It seems that this is some kind of fairy dew that can relieve pain, and his eyes are still full of strange fanaticism, which is very dangerous.

Although it only took half a day, the flower and bird rolls returned to Yinyangliao were warmly welcomed by everyone.

The moment the little girl in the green dress saw the flower and bird roll, tears of bean size fell all over the ground, and she hugged the flower and bird roll tightly and refused to let go.

Gu Longhuo tugged at her sleeve, looking aggrieved as if he wanted to cry or not.

"Okay, don't cry, I won't leave when I come back."

Yingcao still couldn't stop crying.

Gu Longhuo was still too wronged to stop.

Gu Huo Niao giggled with the little black-haired guy.

"Welcome back, Lord Huaniaoju."

"Welcome back, little one."

......

It was getting dark, and Huaniaojuan, who was afraid of the dark, turned on the lamp and saw a dark shadow when he turned around.

It was Seimei Abe.

Before asking, the other party said: "Will Hanamaki become my shikigami?"

The author has something to say: My big drama is coming hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Thanks to the little angel for catching the BUG.... I coded it myself and forgot (＾?＾)