[Comprehensive] Seimei Abe is also in the Shura field today

Seeing Lord Arakawa's expression secretly proud, the will-o'-the-wisp dumpling suddenly pressed his whole body on Lord Arakawa's head, and deliberately crushed him.Some shikigami who had been watching the interaction between Seimei and Lord Arakawa eased their expressions, and decided to temporarily forgive the pranks that the ghost fire dumpling played on them before.

"Ha - it's really a thing that doesn't know how to behave like the master." The Lord of Arakawa's brows turned cold, and he snapped his fingers. Blurred a bit.

"I'm really sorry, didn't it affect you just now?" Seimei was slightly startled, frowned, and asked the Lord of Arakawa sideways with an apologetic face.

"I'm fine." The Lord of Arakawa calmed down and shook his head.

The will-o'-the-wisp ball returned to its master's side wearily, as if it had been hit hard.

"Seimei doesn't like people who are rude." Jiu Tun-douji said to the ghost-fire dumpling who fell on the ground and refused to get up, seeing that the ghost-fire dumpling had some connection with him, and didn't care whether the ghost-fire dumpling understood or not.

Shuten-douji also felt depressed after speaking, grabbed the will-o'-the-wisps and walked outside.

"Tsk, the Lord of Arakawa is obviously interested in Seimei. Seimei is also true. Mingming backed away from us and said to keep a distance, but he was not wary of that guy, and he became angry when he saw it!" Shuten-douji Sitting down under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard, looking at the bright lights in the hall from a distance, he picked up the ghost gourd and poured his own wine in a fit of anger.

The ghost fire dumpling nodded as if approving, and then circled Shutendouji's ghost gourd a few times.

"Haha, as expected of my uncle's demonic aura, he really understands me." Jiu Tun-douji was amused.

"Why, you want to drink too? Then try it!" Shuten Doji poured the divine wine from the ghost gourd on the ghost fire dumpling, and more wine fell on the ghost fire dumpling through the ghostly body of the ghost fire dumpling. on the ground.

The will-o'-the-wisp dumpling opened its mouth to drink the wine, and while drinking, the originally illusory body solidified again.

Jiu Tun boy took back the ghost gourd, and poured himself a few mouthfuls of divine wine.

After a few sips of wine, Jiu Tun-douji started to talk more, he chatted to the will-o'-the-wisps at random, and didn't care what he said.

"That idiot Abe Seimei, why doesn't he want to go back to Dajiangshan with me? It's more comfortable for him to abandon his human identity, right?"

"If you have nothing to do, what do you do with such a gentle smile on others, without any self-awareness, you don't know how many guys you have provoked yourself!"

"It's really a catastrophe for me to fall in love with you...but I still enjoy it."

"……like you."

Shutendouji lay back with a wry smile, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

"I've never felt that... Seimei, you are as untouchable to me as the moon." Who is Shuten Doji?His ruthlessness and strength have attracted countless monsters to follow him, and he has gathered a lot of power.

Logically speaking, Shuten-douji doesn't seem like a monster who would willingly stay in the courtyard of a certain onmyoji, but he just did so, just for Seimei.

"It's annoying, it's easier to drink!" As he said that, Jiu Tun-douji drank his own holy wine again, feeling a little drunk, so he lay down under the cherry tree and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

What Shuten-douji didn't know was that after he fell asleep, the ghostly fire ball blinked, as if thinking about something.

"Shuten-douji, wake up."

Someone was gently shaking Shuten-douji's shoulders.

"Who... dare to disturb my uncle." Jiu Tun-douji muttered, but opened his eyes, and the face that caught his eyes was Seimei's face.

"Seimei?! Why are you here?" Shuten-douji's drunkenness disappeared in an instant. He sat up and saw Qingming sitting on the soft bed beside him.

"It was this will-o'-the-wisp that brought me here. Just now when everyone finished eating, I was thinking why I didn't see you, so it pulled me by the sleeve and brought me here." Qingming said warmly, those blue eyes were like the sky Looking at Shuten-douji with wide eyes: "Do you have any troubles? I see you are frowning tightly in your sleep."

The culprit who troubled him was sitting in front of Shuten-douji, asking him gently what troubles he had.

"...Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand?" Jiu Tun-douji laughed suddenly, "I thought my uncle's behavior has been expressed very clearly?"

"Huh?" Seimei was puzzled when he saw Shuten-douji quickly stretch out his hand towards him, pressing his warm palm on the back of his head, and the next moment, his wine-scented lips gnawed on Seimei's. lips.

"?!" Seimei wanted to push Shuten-douji away, but was pressed even deeper by Shuten-douji instead.

Shutendouji's tongue nimbly got into Seimei's lips, wreaking havoc inside, evoking Seimei's tongue and forcing him to dance and entangle with him.The tip of Shuten-douji's tongue brushed Seimei's teeth, and sucked on the sensitive palate, causing Seimei's body to tremble.

When Shuten-douji finally felt satisfied and let Seimei go, Seimei's flawless white face was covered with a beautiful color like cherry blossoms, and his lips were red and hot from Shuten-douji's kiss.

Qingming was short of breath, and the kiss just now stimulated the tears in his eyes, soaking those eyes as beautiful as the sky.Seimei's appearance made Shuten-douji feel much more pleasing to the eye.

"The master of Arakawa is thinking of this, you'd better stay away from him." Shuten-douji said so, stood up from the soft couch, and looked down at Seimei with red lips and stunned face: "By the way, Almost half of the shikigami in your courtyard have this in mind."

With unexplainable malice, Shuten-douji happily tore through the last window paper.

Don't you want them to get along well?That uncle is here to tell you that this is impossible.

A monster with such a strong desire to possess has such thoughts about you, so naturally it will use all means and deliberate efforts to get you.

Even if Qingming refuses everything, the obsession from the monster will always haunt you.

"So you -- don't disturb the hearts of other monsters, or you will only be the one who suffers."

Hurry up and become my uncle's property, wouldn't it be good to go back to Dajiangshan with me?

"This is my uncle's advice, and that's all for now."

Probably because he was really drunk, Shuten-douji spoke words that were not like his own.

"Tsk, what on earth is this uncle talking about! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Shuten-douji scratched his hair, turned around and left."

Qingming's face turned red, and when he was about to stand up, he found that the will-o'-the-wisp dumpling was still by his side, looking at Qingming with burning eyes.

"...Are you two in collusion? Thanks to me, I was still worried." Qingming poked the cheek of the ghost fire dumpling a little angrily, and saw that the face was poked by himself with a small dent.

"Leave after kissing, really like Shuten-douzi doing his own way." Qingming smiled wryly, and he couldn't help sighing when he said that.

Being loved too much is also an annoyance. Although it is luxurious and rare, it does exist.

"..." Qingming sat on the soft bed under the cherry tree, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and was a little dazed, trying to let the cool night wind blow away the heat on his cheeks that couldn't be dissipated for some reason.

After a while, Seimei felt the temperature on his cheeks drop a lot, and then he stood up and prepared to go back to the room.

When he just turned around, he happened to meet a pair of golden eyes.

"Ibaraki-douji?" Seimei's voice rose slightly, his mind was disturbed by Shuten-douji's kiss just now, and he didn't realize when Ibaraki-douji appeared.

Ibaraki Doji's bright golden eyes fell on Seimei's face, fortunately it was late at night, Seimei reckoned that the remaining blush on his face should not be too obvious.

"Did you kiss your best friend?" Although Ibaraki Doji said interrogative sentences, his tone was firm.

"..." When was Ibaraki Doji here?

Seimei couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. For some reason, he avoided Ibaraki-douji's staring eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's not considered a kiss... Shuten-douji is probably drunk, so..." The explanation he gave was repeated. Qingming herself felt powerless.

"Even if my best friend is drunk, his mind is still very clear." Saying this, Ibaraki Doji took a step forward and approached Seimei.

"...Ibaraki-douji, I'm going back to rest, please get out of the way." Having experienced Shuten-douji's experience, Seimei became alert and took a step back, only to find that his back had already leaned against the trunk of the cherry blossom tree, unable to escape. Can be avoided.

"If I say no... Seimei, are you going to destroy me?" Ibaraki Doji said slowly, his golden eyes flickering on and off, looking dangerous and confusing in the night.

"It's impossible to eliminate, and it's impossible for me to do so. It's just that you will be bound by spiritual power here for a while." Qingming said this, and his right hand was hidden in his sleeve, and he had already started to seal quietly.

"Is that so." Ibaraki Doji raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and took a step back, Seimei was secretly relieved by the gap.

However, before the breath was completely relieved, Ibaraki Doji used his ghostly hand to wrap Qingming's waist and pulled him towards him, and kissed Qingming's lips directly.

"?!" Being kissed for the second time, Seimei's shock was indescribable.

After kissing, Ibaraki Doji licked his own lips and said, "I won't disturb your rest. Good night, Qingming."

Then turn around and walk away easily.

Seimei, who had been forcefully kissed twice, was left holding his bloodshot lips scratched by Ibaraki Doji's fangs, sighing uncontrollably.

Qingming didn't dare to stay where she was, so she walked away immediately. There were already enough worries tonight, and there was no need to add any more.

The next day came, the will-o'-the-wisps that had been sticking to Seimei had disappeared. Before Qingming could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a lavender ball of will-o'-the-wisps that was exactly the same as Ibaraki-douji crawling in from outside his room door.

"..." Qingming felt his head grow up.

The author has something to say: the ghost fire dumpling is the overflow of demon power, and naturally has the same preferences as its owner.

Be loved, Seimei.

And tell a ghost story...the manuscript is gone.Is there any wife who is a painter who is willing to produce food and feed me so that I have the motivation to code...? (suggestive look)