[Onmyoji] Give fire to the boss

Ibaraki knew Shuten-sama from a very young age.

At that time, the ghost world and the demon world were in chaos, and wars continued all the year round. As a little demon with no ability to protect himself, Ibaraki's life was really not good.

Ci Xiaomu, who is as small as a dumpling, learned to hug his thighs without learning anything else.

Hugging the powerful demon's thigh, hugging the thigh of the old Wang next door, hugging and hugging, and hugging Master Jiutun's lap.

Shuten-sama looked down at him with deep eyes.

Ci Xiaomu knew that it was the eyes of drunk people, so he became more courageous and touched his bare thigh.

Well, it's so slippery.

Before he could sigh, he was kicked over.

Then sharp claws slashed across his neck, and warm blood flowed all over the ground.

"Tsk, you're quite a strong brat." Jiu Tun frowned and looked at the acid-corroded nails, and then looked at him again: "It's a pity to just die like this..."

Phew, Ci Xiaomu was breathing hard, always feeling that he was going to die in the next second.

Fortunately, Master Shuten couldn't bear his death.

Just as Jiu Tun was about to pick him up and take him back, a little demon ran over from afar: "Master Jiu Tun! The wine you want is about to be robbed. If you don't go, it will be gone."

Ci Xiaomu only felt a pain in his buttocks, and his whole body was thrown on the ground and rolled twice. In the end, Jiu Tun followed the kid and left quickly in his sight.

Also dropped him.

……

So he hated that brat, and he hated the booze.

Many years later, Ibaraki spit out the dog's tail grass and finished the brat with one paw.Before he died, the little ghost didn't recognize him who was tall and handsome many years later, but this did not prevent Ci Xiaomu from taking revenge.

He can kill the little devil, but there are thousands of wine sellers in the world, and he won't be able to kill them for a while, so he has to take his time.One or two, after he killed the liquor sellers within a hundred miles, Jiuten-sama finally appeared.

Shuten's eyes were red.

Ci Xiaomu's eyes slid down Jiu Tun's thin waist, all the way to his half-covered thighs, well, he still remembered that feeling.

"What enmity do you have with the liquor seller?"

Ci Xiaomu felt that his eyes were similarly red: "Revenge for murder."

Jiu Tun raised his eyebrows: "Kill someone."

"I."

Jiu Tun laughed, his eyes were raised strangely, and he was extremely coquettish: "Since it is a revenge for killing your life, then I will pay you for it. You just need to promise me that you will not bother me about selling alcohol in the future."

Ci Xiaomu felt his throat tighten, he held a grudge, he didn't want to let the wine seller go easily, but he said a good word.

After that, Ci Xiaomu took the first sip of wine in his life, and it was as bad as he imagined.But he glanced at the drunk man leaning on his shoulder, and drank it silently. The spicy taste burned down his throat and into his stomach. The fire was lingering, and he went back to the time of Xiaotuanzi, crying from the ashes of his home Climb out, surrounded by burning flames.

No matter how unpalatable it is, he is still willing.

Soon, there was a new character in the demon world, and everyone's face changed when they heard about it. The world called Ibaraki Doji.

At that time, Ci Xiaomu was only in his [-]s, and he was still obsessed with his height all day long, so that for a while he avoided drinking with low self-esteem.

Except for drinking, Jiu Tun has never encountered such a situation. After searching through the books, we found that our classmate Ci Xiaomu has probably reached the so-called rebellious period.

In fact, there is no such word as rebellious period in the old saying, but Jiu Tun can't remember clearly, he drank too much, so he can only choose a word to fix it.

If it was this matter, it would be easy to deal with, all ghosts walked day and night, and took Ci Xiaomu to the teaching workshop, thinking that the woman's tenderness and affection would definitely be able to control him.

Ci Xiaomu was an ignorant, enchanting, beautiful, weak and boneless woman, his face turned red when he approached her.

"I'm still a child." Red Lips smiled at him, turned her head and took a sip of the wine, and climbed onto Jiu Tun's shoulder.

Izuku narrowed his eyes.

The glass cups were covered with red lips, and Jiu Tun said seriously: "The rouge will ruin the taste of the wine."

"You like women?"

Jiu Tun was so drunk that he slumped on the collapsed throne carved with a ghost face and a snake body. Not far from his feet, the head of the last ghost king was trampled to pieces, completely unable to see the glory and dignity of the past.

"Like it."

Ibaraki's eyes flashed: "Then what?"

While speaking, his figure swayed slightly, and in an instant a beautiful woman stepped forward, wrapped her arms as soft as jade around Jiu Tun's neck, and sat between his legs.

Jiu Tun squinted his eyes, and swung his hands back and forth around his waist.

"Is Watanabe Tsuna hugging you like this?"

Ci Xiaomu blinked, this guy, which pot is not open and which pot to lift, he knows that he suffered a disadvantage before and broke his hand, and now he is going to tease him about it.

He stood up angrily, but did not leave.

Jiu Tun grabbed a corner of him and pulled him to face herself: "I don't like women."

"Oh?" Ci Xiaomu raised his eyebrows.

"If you can level the reinforcements in three days, I don't like women."

Ci Xiaomu smiled, with his tongue against his sharp teeth: "One day."

One day later, Ci Xiaomu stood in the center of the hall holding the head of the leader of the hundred thousand ghost soldiers.

Jiu Tun turned around slowly, and rewarded him in front of thousands of bloody ghosts.

"You know that's not what I want." Ci Xiaomu muttered, but his eyes seemed to be glued to Jiu Tun's body, the dazzling him and the lazy one belonged to him alone.

That night, he really enjoyed himself as a person.

Only later, Ci Xiaomu found out that Jiu Tun still lied to him.

"I really don't like women."

Ci Xiaomu felt the smell of blood on his teeth: "Oh, isn't Hongye a woman?"

"Uh," Jiu Tun said, "I'll be inhuman soon, and I'll become a demon if I kill her." Before he finished speaking, a pillow was smashed on his face. I feel as if I follow Ibaraki too much.

"Ju Tun is a big liar!"

As the sun sets, it is the best time of the day for business, but today it seems a bit deserted... Granny Meng looked left and right, and there was no ghost in front of the soup shop.

Close the stall and go home.

"Crack!" That was the wonderful sound brought by the collision of gold ingots and wood. The last time this exciting feeling appeared was hundreds of years ago.

Granny Meng immediately put on a professional smile and turned around: "Guest officer, what do you need?"

Ci Xiaomu's eyes were red: "Is there any medicine to turn a woman into a man?" Jiu Tun would not like him if he became a man, it must be like this, Jiu Tun doesn't even like him.

Granny Meng swallowed her saliva, and looked at Jin Zi, who had no relationship with him, with pity: "No..."

Ci Xiaomu said viciously: "What about the medicine of immortality?" If Hongye is not dead, she is not a demon, but a human being, so Jiu Tun can't like her anymore.

Meng Po timidly said: "...not at all."

Ci Xiaomu demolished Meng Po's stall in a fit of anger, but so what, Jiu Tun is destined to like Hongye.

Ci Xiaomu walked around indiscriminately, wandering around to the liquor store, the little ghost selling liquor trembled when he saw him, and ran away as soon as he turned around, so he poured himself wine and drank with himself.

After drinking too much, I found that the wine is actually not that bad. The spicy taste before has now become astringent, sticking to the mouthpiece, making it difficult to swallow or spit out.

Shuten always likes things he can't understand, such as wine, such as red leaves.

After Hongye died, Ci Xiaomu was very nervous for a while, he was afraid that Jiutun would chase Hongye like this, so he was glad that there was wine in this world, so he could keep Jiutun.

When the ancients drank, they simply drank, unlike modern people, who had so many tricks.

In the early morning of winter, the air was so cold that the breath could freeze into icicles, Ci Xiaomu rubbed his hands and went door to door in the bar street looking for someone.

Ci Xiaomu swiftly walked through the room full of sundries, and pushed open the back door. The opaque basement floor was dim and dark, and he picked up the wine from the sofa.

The other party glanced at him while shaking, and a smile suddenly leaked from the red eyes.

The corners of Ibaraki's mouth curved downward.

Shuten stroked his hand away, swaying in front of him with his chest wide open.

Ci Xiaomu shamefully thought of some bad things, but he didn't forget that the two were still in a cold war.

This cold war was provoked by him unilaterally, oh, at the instigation of someone.

"It's better to take pity on the person in front of you..." Xu Jun said meaningfully, looking at him: "You have been chasing after Jiu Tun, and he is used to it. If you have to snub him at the right time and pretend not to care about him, he will instead hurry."

"People, they are all so cheap."

Ci Xiaomu looked taught, and after a while: "But Jiu Tun is a monster."

"Eh, a child cannot be taught, and he is doomed to have a bumpy road to love."

So Ci Xiaomu made up his mind to ignore Jiu Tun.

He carried Jiu Tun back, threw it on the sofa, and left it alone.Usually at this time, he would get a pot of hot water and rub it from the beginning to the end, wishing he could go up and lick it clean by himself.

This time he stood with folded arms, watching with cold eyes.

Jiu Tun was very uncomfortable. If he was really drunk, he would whine and whine like a child.

In winter, the heating in the house is fully turned on, and someone will feel restless when they fall asleep.

After tugging at the clothes for a long time but unable to unbutton them, he frowned anxiously, so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep, he raised his slightly drunken eyes and glanced to the side.

"Why are you standing there stupidly..."

The implication is not to come and serve.

Ci Xiaomu has very good concentration, he doesn't move or say anything, he just wants Jiu Tun to fully realize how lonely, empty and unaccustomed to life without him.

Waiting for no one, Jiu Tun frowned, pulled his claws forcefully, the expensive suit was declared useless, turned over and hugged the cushion, and fell asleep completely.

Ci Xiaomu stretched out his hand halfway, uh... usually the pillow seat is his...

I will endure!

Even the mountain rabbit can see that Ci Xiaomu has changed his sex, he no longer circles around Jiutun, and no longer sticks together like Jiutun's twins.

He became independent and independent, and became a good male ghost in the new era.

Charisma has risen higher than before.

Feeling very relieved, Jiu Tun had a long talk with Qingming, it was nothing more than getting tired of the wine here and wanted to go back to his hometown.

As soon as the words came out, Ci Xiaomu, a good male ghost who was independent in the new era and listened to the wall, was completely dumbfounded.

He rushed in angrily, with red eyes: "Is that why you hate me so much?"

Jiu Tun:? ? ?

"You don't need me anymore, you've grown up, Ibaraki."

Ci Xiaomu: "He's still a baby."

From that day on, Shantu discovered that Ibaraki and Shuten appeared in pairs, and Ibaraki, the worthless one, was a hundred times better to Jiuten, even more than before.

Seimei: "You screwed Ibaraki."

Xu Jun curled his lips: "I thought it would be useful. Isn't that how novels are written? It first becomes the air in the scumbag's life, unknowingly blends into his life, and then disappears suddenly, letting him notice your goodness, and then suddenly disappears." Repent and cry bitterly."

"You've already talked about novels."

"Ok."

The person who loves a lot is always a loser, let alone the person who doesn't love you.

Even if he falls into the mud, for Yu Ibaraki, Shuten is also the most shining star, seeing you is a reward, it is a great honor, how dare you ask for more.

And at this moment, the most shining star is drunk and lying in his arms, that's enough.

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