[Seraphim of the End]Ajura Maru Motoki

At dawn, there were almost no people on the street, and the light was pitiful, only dim street lamps hanging tremblingly, stretching all the way forward, and the villa was at the end.At this moment, all the servants in the villa had fallen into a deep sleep, and the night guards were also passive and sabotage because of the low status of the master in the villa, and many of them were even drunk.It is precisely because of this that Hiiragi Mahiru sneaked in very easily.

Leaping up to the window on the second floor lightly, this is not worth mentioning to Hiiragi Mahiru who is no longer human.She skillfully opened the glass, turned over and jumped in, and what caught her eyes was the peaceful sleeping face of the little girl.

The little girl's breathing is shallow, and her sleeping position is the most insecure curled up star.Then she rolled herself tightly with the quilt, shrunk into a small ball.The long eyelashes cast a perfect silhouette like a feather fan, but her brows were tightly furrowed, and her small mouth was slightly pouted, which rarely broke her adult disguise.After all... just a child.

Gently smoothing the girl's frowning eyebrows, Hiiragi Mahiru smiled lightly, if it's just a child, you shouldn't worry about anything, just hide behind the adults and smile.After hesitating for a moment, Hiiragi Mahiru finally kissed the girl's clean forehead, and then, she stepped back a few steps, with a bit of warmth in her voice, "Let's start, end it all."

Ajuramaru waited quietly for a few seconds, this was the last chance he gave the girl to regret, but she didn't.She stood there so firmly, with a soft smile, as if she was about to go home.Such a warm scene is obviously more bleak than the so-called withered vines, old trees and faint crows.

Raising his hand and accumulating energy, Ajuramaru's fingertips curved slightly, and the ominous black air gradually spread, turning into several dark chains, rushing aggressively into Hiiragi Shinoya's body.It was clearly coming menacingly, but no blood was seen, as if it was just a phantom, but it went deeper and deeper beyond doubt, and then it seemed to be trapped by something, so it suddenly pulled upwards, and pulled that thing vigorously.

It was as incredible as a fairy tale, until the end of the chain was gradually exposed to the eyes of Ajuramaru and Hiiragi Mahiru, and the two could clearly see the "captured" guy.

The white six wings are half-folded behind him, and the long white hair floats behind him like mist. He is wearing a European-style robe from an unknown age. The style is ancient and cumbersome but not vulgar. Thin and weak.Even being restrained, no one feels inferior at all.His light red eyes are full of smiles, as if he is kind and gentle to everyone, but in fact, he is like the moon in the water in the mirror, but coldly reflects the inherent colors of this world, but his eyes are empty.

This person, this person, this person, this person!For some reason, the throbbing in Ajuramaru's heart became more and more intense, even if time made the other party's hair reach his waist, the sense of familiarity could not dissipate.It was a feeling that flowed in the blood and was engraved in the soul.Even if the other party just looked at him quietly at the moment.

Compared to Ajuramaru, Hiiragi Mahiru was only a little surprised for a moment, after all, this ghost lurking in Hiiragi Shinoya's body is more in line with the setting of angels in fairy tales than vampires and ghosts.However, no matter what, the ghost in Hiiragi Shinoya's body was finally taken out.After seeing the chain pulling the demon into his chest, Hiiragi Mahiru sat down on the spot, sweating profusely.After discovering that Arjura Maru was missing, she breathed a sigh of relief, and with great difficulty placed her hand on Hiiragi Shinoya's small palm, clasped her fingers together, and fell asleep quietly with a smile on her lips.

Meanwhile, the spiritual world.

Arjuramaru can feel that the spiritual power belonging to Hiiragi Mahiru is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After this spiritual power completely disappears, probably Hiiragi Mahiru himself will no longer exist.However, it doesn't matter, the important thing is - the person in front of him.

The opponent didn't even struggle, and the thigh-thick chain shattered without warning.The man looked down at Ajuramaru by virtue of his height advantage, and raised his lips for a long time, "Long time no see."

"You, you are?" Obviously the other party's name is about to be called out but the result is stuck in the throat. This kind of feeling of inconsistency is simply terrible.Damn ghost restrictions!

"I am?" The other party asked back with a chuckle, with playfulness in his tone, but he was not surprised, of course he knew the limitations of ghosts, ghosts had no previous memories.But he is an exception, an existence independent of the law, the original maker of the ghost device, and the only ghost who retains the memory of the past, "I am Xiu—" halfway through, his words stopped abruptly, and he tapped his chin , pondered for a moment, and then he smiled, "Well, don't care about him in the past, you can call me—Sikama-douji." The guy who called himself "Sikama-douji" stretched out his hand to Ajuramaru, his fingers were pale , with jade-like mellowness, "I have been waiting for you for a long time because of the original agreement."

wait?Ajuramaru raised his eyebrows, "Why did you choose to wait instead of..." Instead of actively looking for it?Perhaps, the other party already knew where he was?

"Of course it's because hide-and-seek is more interesting." Sikama boy answered with a smile, as if he was a little puzzled by Ajuramaru's question, "Whether the beautiful prince can find the king's bet, if he fails, he will die alone and have nothing. He stretched out his finger in front of Ajuramaru and shook it, "How about it, isn't it interesting?" The words full of jokes actually concealed malice.But Ajuramaru didn't know why, but he was relieved. There was a feeling that the guy in front of him should be like this, let alone why, but he said happily, "Fortunately, it's not a fake." Holding the opponent's hand, this time, I felt the existence of the opponent firmly through the sense of touch.

"Counterfeit?" Shaking his head amusingly, Sikama Boy returned to hold Ashuramaru's hand, interlocking his fingers, fingertips entangled, he squatted down halfway, and gradually approached Ashuramaru's face, just in front of the two When the tips of the noses were about to touch each other, they stopped.At this moment, they are the only colors in each other's eyes, their pupils are fully occupied by the other's figure, it seems that something fills the empty heart in an instant.They are clearly not human beings, they have no body temperature, and they don't even have an entity outside the spiritual world, but they still feel the warmth from each other.

"How could it be fake?" Sika Boy raised his chin slightly, the arrogance in his eyes was undisguised. He smiled casually, playing with Ashuramaru's hair, his eyes locked firmly on Ajuramaru's. Eyes, as if to see the deepest part in an instant, "I am irreplaceable, to the world, to you are the same." Si Lian boy said so naturally.Ajuramaru stared into the eyes of the other party, obviously close at hand, and even though he said such provocative and ambiguous words, he could still feel that indescribable, elusive... sense of distance.It's like the intimacy between a chess player and a chess piece, skin-to-skin contact, but when it's time to set the bait and give up, the chess player will still smile lightly and throw the chess piece vigorously to the enemy's muzzle.Perhaps, Ajuramaru knew about it long ago, but... I was a little disappointed in my inexplicable heart.

"However," Sikama Boy raised Ajuramaru's chin, the forceful aura almost made Ajuramaru forget to resist, when he reacted, the other's lips were already pressed down, and there was a sudden softness on his lips Let Ajuramaru's pupils dilate infinitely, and just like that, he froze there, like an immovable stone statue, allowing the opponent's tongue to stir in his mouth, wandering with his tongue like a guide dance.As soon as the kiss was over, Ashuramaru almost collapsed, if it wasn't for the four-scythe boy who supported him and held him in his arms, he would have collapsed to the ground.

Ajuramaru panted intermittently, almost greedily asking for air, his cheeks were reddish, his pupils were dilated, and even his pupils were covered by moisture.To ghosts and vampires, he was still a child who hadn't seen anything before, so he was naturally extremely passive in this kind of thing that he had almost never come into contact with.Even standing up now, he relies entirely on the support of Si Lian boy.

The pink tongue rolled over the silver thread pulled out between the two of them. Boy Sijian seemed to enjoy this state very much. He has always liked the feeling of being in complete control of a person.This level is far from enough.He pressed the boy to the ground, put his hands on the ground, and stared at the boy from a overlooking angle, as if admiring a work of art.

"I really miss you." The other party murmured like a sigh, but Ajuramaru, who was in a daze, didn't hear it clearly. He opened his eyes as hard as he could, and stared at the light red eyes of Sisi Boy, which he rarely saw. I saw some gentle shadows. "Although I only think about it a little bit." Si Lian boy said, he smiled mischievously, "A little bit." He emphasized, for some reason, it seemed more like trying to cover up something.But that doesn't matter anymore, he stared at the boy like a giant dragon occupying a treasure.The days to come are still long, and the end of one story is often the beginning of another. (end of text)

The author has something to say: the main text ends here, it should be regarded as he ~ because the next thing is the final plot, it is meaningless to write.This article will be updated at 6 pm today~