[Comprehensive] The heroine brings disaster to the country and the people

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the ancient courtyard, and the sunlight shining through the cherry blossom petals in the sky and shining into my eyes.

He moved his body slightly, as if there was a faint pain coming from inside.At the same time, the rich tea fragrance is carried into the nose with a rare fresh and elegant meaning.I squinted my eyes and propped up my upper body with my hands, and what I saw was a man in white haori sitting lazily in the corridor.It's just a back view, the back is bent, not as straight as a young man's usual, and he's wearing a big straw hat on his head.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a normal person.

There is a wine bottle and two wine cups next to the man.At the moment, he was humming softly a waka, which seemed to be the kind that spreads in the flower streets and willow alleys, but although the lyrics were fragrant, they were not vulgar.

I know the man knows I'm awake, but he hasn't spoken to me. This passive feeling makes me slightly uncomfortable.I took a little look at my condition, I was naked, and I only had a pink haori embroidered with traditional patterns on my body. I glanced at the man in front of me, please don’t tell me that this haori belongs to that guy.

Although I don’t have any memory, I feel intuitively that I would never wear this kind of pink clothes, so this haori cannot be my own.

"Excuse me." I still spoke, my voice was a little cold, but it made people feel very comfortable under the sunlight, "Where is this?"

The man still didn't speak, just picked up the wine bottle and shook it with his back to me.

I understood, and wrapped the pink haori around my body. Although the haori was quite big, it was just a coat after all, and it looked loose on me, but a piece of collarbone and half of the shoulders were still exposed.

It should be a bit rude, anyway, give me a dress to wear.

I closed my eyes, but I didn't say I was particularly concerned, but went to the man and knelt down.Only then did I see the man's face. Of course, he had a lazy expression like a sitting posture. He was an uncle with a scruffy beard, but he also had a sense of freedom and ease.

I suddenly felt that the pink haori suits him quite well.

Thinking up to this point, I unconsciously pursed my lips and smiled.

He poured me a glass of wine and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

The voice is a little deep, but it is also magnetic.

Although he was not wearing his usual clothes, he subconsciously drank the wine with his "sleeves" covering his face.The way I drink is elegant and sexy.Not intentionally, but instinctively.

He narrowed his eyes.

"The cherry blossoms are beautiful." But I didn't answer the question.

"Everyone in the world knows that I am a good cherry in Jingle Chunshui." He rubbed the teacup with two fingers, and said with a smile that was not a smile.

I smiled deeper, "I don't know?"

"But I don't know that I'm better than Beauty Sakura."

He picked up a cherry blossom petal that fell on my forehead, and then stroked my face with his fingertips. The cherry blossom petals left a light pink juice on my face, which made my snow-white skin more delicate.

I hold his wrist, with a smile on my lips, the vortex like jade has a nostalgic sinking.

He let me hold the wrist without changing his movements, but he pushed forward instead, his lips pressed against my cheek, and then he slid down along the trajectory of the petals.His breath smelled of alcohol, but it wasn't particularly aggressive, and it was more flirtatious.

The tip of his tongue lightly traced the pink juice, and he smiled lowly, his voice full of mellow drunkenness, "The fragrance of cherry blossoms, the fragrance of beauties. Alcohol does not intoxicate people, people intoxicate themselves."

I frowned slightly, and pushed his hand with a little strength, and he opened his hands and let me push him away. The action was more or less exaggerated, but it was not that annoying.

"Don't you think," I pursed my lips slightly, "it's impolite to do this to someone you're meeting for the first time?"

"What's etiquette?" he asked rhetorically, "and you don't seem to dislike my behavior. Do you? Beauty."

I shook my head slightly and didn't continue the topic.

I don't know why, it's supposed to be annoying, but there's nothing in my heart.

"Okay, okay." He looked more or less helpless, "This is Seireitei... Well, seeing your bewildered face, let's explain it simply, this is Soul World, you It can be understood that the souls of human beings will enter here after death. And the Seireitei I just mentioned is part of the world of corpses and souls."

The first time I hear such an explanation, no matter who it is, it will be unbelievable.

"Then you mean, I'm dead?" I paused for a moment, then put the question aside, "Are you a dead person too?"

"Ah, yes, it's just that it was a long time ago." Although he said words with a little nostalgia, his tone was not stained with any nostalgia, "To be precise, I am the god of death."

Naturally surprised again.

In my impression, Shinigami wouldn't wear a pink kimono...

Looking at me, he knew that I was thinking wrongly, "The Seireitei has the Goutei Thirteen Team, and the members in it are Shinigami."

Although his explanation was more or less upside down, I still roughly understood the meaning.

"After death, people will go to the world of corpses and souls, and then some people will become gods of death and enter the Seirei Court. Then, there should be other existences outside the Seirei Court, right?"

"That's right, there is Liuhun Street outside the Seirei Court. Generally speaking, it is a place where people live, um, that is, souls without spiritual power. Of course, they can also choose to cross the four Seirei gates and become gods of death."

"Is that spiritual power innate? Or can it be acquired through exercise?" @无限好文，all in Jinjiang Literature City

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"Under normal circumstances, it is innate. You are born with spiritual power, and you can continue to exercise the day after tomorrow."

"Ah, as expected..." I smiled lightly, and didn't continue the topic, "Then, why am I here?"

"Because I saw a naked beauty in a coma on the road of Liuhun Street, so I picked it up by chance."

"That's right." I nodded.

"You," he paused, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "will you believe me?"

"Why not?" I tilted my head slightly and poured him a glass of wine with a smile on my face. "This reason is relatively good, isn't it?"

"True." He also smiled, "Cheers."

"cheers."

"Jingle Chunshui, this is my name."

"You just said that."

"What about you, beauty?"

"do not remember."

"What about Sakura?"

I bent my eyes, lowered my eyes meaninglessly and took a sip of my wine, "Yes."

"It's so casual."

"Are you okay?" My eyes were light, and I said in a reputable tone, "Do I have spiritual power?"

He said calmly, "That's why I brought you back."

"Understood." I lowered my eyes and said softly, "It's really direct...does it mean that I'm useful?"

"You don't believe me, am I doing my best to support the younger generations?" Jingle Chunshui straightened his back a little, his interlocking fingers gradually loosened, and his thumb slid down intentionally or unintentionally, and then landed on the on the knee.

I looked at him seriously, and after a while, I smiled.

"Okay, I believe you. Although what you did just now has nothing to do with the seniors who care about the younger generation."