[Onmyoji] Another me in the world

When Hei Qingming found the nightmare-eating tapir, nearly half a month had passed.

This kind of monster is not good at escaping, and it doesn't often change its foothold, but the trouble is that the other party's food is just a dream, and its habit is to eat, sleep, and sleep. It can nest in one place for several months or even years. Not moving makes it more difficult to find.Hei Qingming adopted the method of casting a wide net, and sent out a bunch of evil ghosts in red, green, yellow and green, and finally found its trace.

When the nightmare-eating tapir knew that it was the sound of the bell when it was sleeping and turning over that exposed itself, its heart was broken.

A monster in the shape of a pink pig burst into tears: "Are there a lot of monsters wearing bells?"

The young man smiled, with a little self-mockery: "I didn't have such good luck to meet Ibaraki Doji."

... Is it good luck to encounter such a big killer?

The dream-eating tapir doesn't quite understand the thinking of an onmyoji.

Wait, Ibaraki-douji tied the bell?How does this onmyoji know?

No matter how many questions there were, the nightmare-eating tapir still had to be included in the Shikigami Records. Hei Qingming closed the Shikigami Scroll and returned to the place he was most familiar with in this era.

In the courtyard, the melodious flute sound echoed.

The big silver-haired monster sat on a branch of cherry blossoms, looking gentle and harmless with its wings folded.His appearance is young and handsome, and the appearance of playing the flute makes him cast a mysterious and melancholy brilliance on the upper level, even compared to those noble sons in Kyoto who affect the hearts of thousands of girls, he is not inferior.

No, maybe more than that.

After all, Ootengu is a monster with a long lifespan; while humans are too fragile and fragile.

Even the most miraculous yin and yang art can't compare to the passing years. It will endow many things, settle the glitz, and refine the edges and corners.

The young man sat on the ground under the cherry tree.

This action was very natural, as if they had gotten along like this in the past, and this way did make him feel familiar and at ease.

My way is not alone...?

The young man spread out his palms, caught a fallen black feather, and laughed.

I thought the feathers in the room fell out when the big tengu was grooming, but now it seems that he really loses his hair all the time... Will he be bald?Hei Seimei had the image of Ootengu huddling in the room after shedding its hair and refusing to go out, so he quickly opened the shikigami picture scroll and looked for Yatengu. Well, there are three of them. If it really doesn't work, let them contribute some feathers.

Crow Tengu:? ? ?

Selectively ignoring the technical issue of how the feathers stick to it, Hei Qingming went to the room to fetch sake, brought it out and put it on the stone table.

When the sound of the flute stopped, the young man raised his glass to invite: "Do you want to drink?"

The big tengu lowered his eyes.

The young man kneeling under the cherry tree has washed off his gloomy makeup, and his face is as bright and beautiful as the moonlight. Even his handsome face is not inferior to some monsters who are famous for their appearance.Pink petals danced mischievously around him, and his smiling face carried a softness and charm that cherry blossoms did not have.

Seems like something has changed.

It seems nothing has changed.

In the past, this adult had never acted so kindly.

The big tengu stretched its wings, fluttered and flew to the opposite side of the young man and landed, wondering: "Master Hei Qingming..."

The young man has poured wine and pushed it in front of him.

The transparent liquid rippled in the cup, and the smell of monsters made the fragrance no longer misty. Da Tengu silently recited "wine is the source of disaster" three times in his heart. The kind of good baby who doesn't drink alcohol? Don't worry, this wine is not strong—"

Good boy big tengu: "..."

He drank a glass in one gulp.

The young man silently added what he hadn't said: "It's just that the stamina is relatively strong."

The SSR-level big monster has outstanding physique, and it is not enough to pour it down in one cup. In fact, the big tengu drank three cups before pouring it down.

Hei Qingming: "..."

In any case, the plan of not talking to the other party in order to avoid revealing his flaws succeeded.

Daitengu is very light.

A monster that can fly has a light body.

After carrying Ootengu back to the room where Feather was found, Kuro Seimei watched the tatami in trouble.Such big wings cannot be ignored, so how does the big tengu usually sleep, does it lie on its stomach?

The young man struggled psychologically for quite a while, his fingers subconsciously stroking the warm and plump feathers, and then he saw the huge wings shrink back as if ticklish, and disappeared completely—or, put away by its owner .

The big tengu didn't wake up.

Is it a conditioned reflex?

Quite cute.

After setting up his shikigami, Hei Qingming returned to the room, set up a barrier, and then summoned the Butterfly Spirit and the Nightmare Eater.

"Master Onmyoji!"

Butterfly Spirit is a beautiful girl holding a rattle. Her big eyes are full of curiosity about the world, and she is very comfortable to look at. In contrast, the nightmare-eating tapir is still like eating and waiting to die, which makes people feel itchy. It's hard to imagine that they get along so well.

"My lord wants to go to a person's dream?"

The butterfly spirit blinked, and the crystal clear butterfly wings on the back of her head also trembled, outlining an arc of illusion.

"Yes," the young man tapped the palm of his hand with a folding fan, looking confident: "That person has a very close connection with me, and you will find him easily in the gap between dreams."

The beautiful girl lay on the edge of the bedding, looked at the handsome onmyoji curiously, and guessed: "Is it a lover?"

Hei Qingming almost laughed out loud.

He replied like this: "How should I say it? Let's not distinguish between each other."

Accompanied by the singing of the butterfly spirit, the young man slowly fell asleep.

The ground is cracked and dark under the feet; the sky above the head is dark blue and almost black.The fine rain was pattering, and the biting chill permeated the surroundings.

Is this my dream?

Hei Qingming stood in the rain, but couldn't see clearly what was within an inch of him.

After an unknown amount of time, a path with faint fluorescent light appeared in front of him. The young man knew that this was the road leading to another clear dream.He stepped up.Not surprisingly, he saw a magnificent scene of light.The fragrance of the grass, the fragrance of the flowers, the gentle breeze, the shining of the sun... and the onmyoji in the blue safari fell asleep in this beautiful scenery.

Light and dark, black and white.

The difference is huge.

The arc of the young man's lips was full of sarcasm, he rudely helped the person at his feet, and dragged that shining existence into his dream.

A dark dream.

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Black Seimei Diary:

After drinking, I was a little impulsive.

The author has something to say:

Standing for a second black dog (what kind of broken word), I confess _(:з」∠)_

Dear friends, do you have any R cards that you want to play?Let's see if we can arrange some scenes for them~