[Naraku] Just to get you

The night wind blew the hair of the clock, and the waves of the hot spring rippled slightly. The clock pretended to be calm, and its hands trembled slightly under the hot spring.

"What are you doing here, Naraku? Don't you also want to take a hot spring?"

"Oh, is that an invitation, Clock?"

Clock suddenly had the urge to scratch his own ears.

Naraku's steps were originally light and silent, as if he was a ghostly person.But at this time, I don't know if it is the silence of the night, the footsteps are slowly stepping on the grass, making a rustling sound.

Every sound seems to be beating on the heart of the clock, and the footsteps are slowly approaching.

Time seemed to be slowed down a lot, except for Night Breeze, footsteps, and the clock's own heartbeat.

Calm down, obviously I was still very calm before, it seems that I have been immune to the word Naraku, it has only been a day, it seems that I have returned to my original form.

The footsteps finally stopped, stopped at the ear of the clock, and Naluo had already arrived beside him.

A strand of black hair followed Naraku's voice, and visited the clock's face. The clock trembled slightly, and Naraku seemed to capture this subtle movement, and the red eyes sparkled like hot spring water.

"Hey, clock, you say something so beautiful and fragile, doesn't it suit you?"

Naluo's voice brushed the clock's hair, he turned his head slightly, and saw a blue gorgeous butterfly with its wings fluttering slightly, unable to escape from Naluo's right hand.

"Little bastard..." Anger filled Zhong Zhong's heart in an instant, he raised his head and glared at the person who came, "Nai Luo, you, let it go!"

"Why, are you angry? Tsk, clock, I really like your eyes..." Naraku lowered his figure, "Only in this case, your eyes will be full of me, this kind of The eyes are so interesting that it makes people... crazy."

Naluo dismissed these words lightly, then stood up again indifferently, his slightly curly hair seemed to be reluctant to part, and swept away from the side of the clock's neck and face.

"What do you... mean, Naraku?"

Clock is not a fool. Rotten culture is popular in the 21st century, coupled with the good genes of the Shi Family, the appearance of Clock was not uncommonly teased at school.

Naluo's words really didn't make him think about it, plus the ghost spider's feelings for the witch in the original manga.

Clock's heart trembled, his tongue was slightly knotted, and he asked, "Naruo, you...you...what do you mean?"

"Ah……"

This meaningless sigh is heard in the clock's ears like

It was a thunderbolt that struck the heart of the clock.

Sometimes, a moderate silence is more convincing than an acknowledgment.

Silence spread in the forest, and the silence was almost unbearable.

"Next, the clock."

A set of light purple clothes was placed on the rockery, and then the figure disappeared like a leaf.

"Hey, Naraku, you put little bastard..."

"If you want me to let it go, then you can go back to the city and ask for it."

The author has something to say: Feather gray little angel, please sit on the sofa (≧?≦)/

One leaf Zhiqiu little angel, a rounded bath (??ω?`)

Ghost lamp sang little angel, come on, come on, yeah (≧?≦)/

Chief, little angel, please beat the author's little chest to vent your anger (??ω?`)