[Comprehensive] Onmyoji Ibaraki Doji

Ibaraki looked at him with a complicated expression, not knowing whether to praise him for being amazing, the seniors of the previous class were amazing, or this school is better, among the 800 million gods among all living beings, it is impossible for anyone who has not heard of Necromancer Bard Naihe Bridge on Naihe River, and Po Meng next to the bridge.

But if a bowl of soup just forgets some memories in books, then it is understandable why Meng Po is in this magic institute. After all, it is rumored that Yan Mo, the god of Yan Luodian, just sits in her office and is still with her. The demon sword girls holding a 40-meter sword looked at each other affectionately.

So, Ibaraki's thoughts went around and came back again. Could it be that this so-called magic cooking class taught them how to make Mengpo soup?

The pot on which Granny Meng was riding swung six legs and stopped in front of the podium so that the petite Granny Meng could lift her arms. With a wave of her magic wand, it was as if an invisible hand was holding invisible chalk, Write the six words Magic Cake Drawing on the blackboard.

"Use the cake we made last week~ Continue to work in groups of two, draw patterns on the cake! Otherwise, Yaya will deduct points from you!"

Ibaraki, who couldn't understand the combination of each word, still nodded with a serious expression, as if he had deeply understood every word Granny Meng said, and then quickly leaned into the mountain dog's ear and asked, "Who is my partner?" ?”

The mountain dog looked at Shuten-douji as a matter of course.

Ibaraki looked at him and took out a round white object from nowhere, exuding a sweet and greasy smell, and there were seven or eight cans beside him, which also contained the same sweet and greasy object, but the color was different.

If this is the so-called cake, Ibaraki thought quickly, he must find a way to prevent the other party from suspecting why he didn't know anything, but Shuten-douji opened his mouth before him, and motioned Ibaraki to stand beside him Shuten-douji waved his wand, causing the sweet, sticky, milky object to fly out of the jar, and under the control of his magic power, it fell onto the cake.

This is a very wonderful experience——Shuten-douji watched him like this, with a focused and serious gaze, as if he wanted to carefully observe every expression on his face, every movement of his hands and feet, from hair to face, Down the eyebrows, the eyes, the bridge of the nose, and the lips, in Ibaraki's memory, he has never been so carefully scrutinized by Shuten-douji, with such a feeling of special attention, as if the superior he had followed for many years finally showed mercy. Turn around and gaze at this devout follower who never left his side.

And when that line of sight fell down the bridge of the nose, a short joke about Qingxingdeng floated out of Ibaraki's mind inappropriately.

He felt a little sad. It was precisely because of these jokes that his view of Shuten-douji was no longer purely a close friend and a strong man, but also mixed with many other elements, but he couldn't help thinking of the roots in the In his memory, Qing Xingdeng is everywhere, not just Qing Xingdeng's jokes, but also the jokes that those jokes turned into.

Under the moon in the demon world, the bonfire was burning, and beside the peach tree in the human world, the wine was pouring, and the kiss with Shuten-douji made him feel trembling all over, the feeling was no less than having a good fight with Shuten-douji, And trembling finally turned into impulse and desire, burning in his bones under the skin and flesh. When Shuten-douji's eyes wandered down, Ibaraki deeply realized why mortals use the word "dry" in matters of love.

However, the young Shuten Doji was not feeling well either.

Shuten-douji slowly manipulated the cream to draw the appearance of Ibaraki-douji, red, golden, black, slender and continuous cream, viscous, controlled by magic, spread on the pure white cake, cream The color is too pure, the red is the berry sauce, bright and dripping, the gold is the flesh of the pearl fruit, which is bright and shiny, and the black is the jam of red snake fruit, which is deep and sweet, with a large red base and eye-catching golden pupils, Then came the bright red lips, and the gilded robe.He observed the subtle parts of Ibaraki-douji's body, looked at Ibaraki-douji's long red hair that was tied up casually, and flowed down his back. Some strands stuck to his neck, winding around the collarbone. It was pure bright gold, with a black circle in the center, which was the same color as his left hand, with mottled golden patterns drawn on the black skin, and the nails at the end were also this golden.

Paint his body, hair and skin, feel his body, hair and skin, his eyes are like fingertips, wherever he swims and where he touches.

He began to feel his palms sweating, the subtle changes affected his micromanipulation skills, the cream began to pile up on the robe, the three colors were mixed together strangely, Shuten-douji looked down at his cake, and all his thoughts were It is also active on the fair neck, who knows why Ibaraki Doji's left hand is black, but the face and neck are too white, like the cake in front of him.

I don't know if it will taste cold and creamy, with a strong sweetness.

Shuten-douji stuffed his wand back into his robe, which just hid his trembling fingers of his right hand. He heard the footsteps of Ibaraki-douji walking towards him, but what he thought of was the classroom with no one in the middle of the night. Open the robe and pile the cream on the body.

Ibaraki stood there for a long time, seeing Shuten-douji no longer looked at him, and the wand was put in the robe, he felt that it should be finished, he walked to the so-called cake, looked at himself drawn on the cake .

Although the face and facial features are blurred, but all the necessary features are available, the three colors are simple, but they are all in the position where they should be. Ibaraki was very satisfied, and put Shuten Doji on the shoulder, and couldn't help but praise, "It's a good painting."

Shuten-douji didn't answer him, in fact, Shuten-douji didn't raise his eyes at all.

Ibaraki couldn't help but want to try the taste of cake and cream that ordinary people love. Granny Meng came to rate first. Although she disliked not having all kinds of colors available, but looking at Ibaraki Doji as a model, it seemed that she couldn't imagine green, pink, The lively colors of blue appeared on his body, so he had no choice but to give up. He added five points to both colleges and said a few words of approval, including rewarding you for the soup cooked by Yaya at the end of the term, and finally allowed them to eat the cake.

The cake seemed to be more difficult to handle. Ibaraki thought about Shuten-douji's movements just now, and imitated him. He pointed his wand at the cake, as if a knife had been drawn across the cake, and Shuten-douji finally recovered from the charming and weird Breaking free from the fantasy, I saw Ibaraki Doji cut off his own head with a magic wand.

Shuten Doji: ...

Shuten-douji swiftly conjured up a plate, knife and fork, put the cake that was the head of Ibaraki-douji, and Ibaraki took a fork and put it in his mouth.

It smelled so sweet, but it tasted just acceptable sweetness. The cake melted in his mouth without teeth.

As the first youkai to eat the cake, Ibaraki quickly removed his head, then watched Shuten-douji cut off his left hand, and bit off the palm.

Shuten-douji didn't have much interest in this kind of sweets, but what he was holding in his mouth was not only the cake cream, but also the Ibaraki-douji that he had painstakingly painted just now. When he bit the golden nails, he bit the black nails. When he was looking down at his skin, what he saw was Ibaraki-douji's left hand.

The classroom is too small, a little cramped, and a little stuffy. His back was sweating a little, sticking his robe sticky to his body. Ibaraki Doji seemed to be very interested in the cream that made up the robe, so he poked most of it with a fork, revealing The snow-white cream underneath, the fork was stained with berry pulp and sauce, leaving a little on Ibaraki Doji's lips, with a bright red color - Shuten Doji almost rushed to Granny Meng with his bag, saying that he had something to do beforehand. Got to leave early.

Granny Meng reluctantly agreed, Jiu Tun boy felt a little cowardly and ridiculous, carrying a bag on his back, tearing open the collar of his robe, walked angrily on the promenade, suddenly remembered that this road was blocked on Monday, and turned back , collided with Ibaraki Doji who did not know when to catch up at the corner.

Ibaraki-douji was still holding the remaining cake in his hand, not much, enough to hit the robes of the two of them, and the cream crumbs splashed on the face and neck, Shuten-douji was at a loss for a second, he blinked Eyes, and then almost subconsciously, dragged Ibaraki Doji into the empty classroom next to the corridor.

Although others from the four academies, including Qing Xingdeng, think that he is single-minded and unrequited love, and Ibaraki-douji has never looked at him squarely, but Shuten-douji feels that he can subtly feel that every time the two meet, Ibaraki-douji's gaze rested on him.

The subconscious one, with a masked fanaticism, was wrapped in the indifference of the sixth grade prefect and the majesty brought by the age gap.

He felt that Ibaraki-douji must have feelings for him, and he didn't mind to some extent, as long as it was a small flame, with his dignity as Kagutsuji's prefect, he would definitely be able to burn that small flame into a burning fire.

Shuten-douji grabbed Ibaraki-douji's collar, with a hint of impatience, and pulled him down roughly, but Ibaraki-douji's back was against the cold wall, and he was forced to bend over a little. , and then rushed into the oncoming scorching breath.

"Ibaraki Doji..."

Jiu Tun's voice was low and hoarse, and the distance between the two was already so close that even his lips would touch, but Jiu Tun didn't move any further. He looked at the other party's pupils and repeatedly called out the other party's name.

Shuten-douji, who has always had great ambitions and incomparable self-confidence, is also extremely cunning. Perhaps others should honor this kind of cunning as smart, calm and terrifying. He is waiting for the reaction of Ibaraki-douji, waiting for his innermost feelings. The speculation is true.

Ibaraki Doji was indeed interested in him.

This is not his unrequited love.

Ibaraki felt his left hand almost covered with goosebumps, trembling all over his body, he raised his hand to hold Shuten-douji's hand that was grabbing his collar.

He closed his eyes sadly, his heart throbbed, his facial muscles trembled, and finally he kissed.

His following and loyalty to Shuten-douji, this emotion that should be as precious as a treasure, is still drawn by desire.

The author has something to say: ... I really just wanted to write a cake-making scene [Desperate Face] and the final kiss was probably a discussion between the two parties (?)

Jiu Tun is extremely confident and absolutely calm. Even if he is against the other party, Ibaraki is a little desperate to let the other party do it first, but he is attracted by this feeling. He always feels that love is unreliable and friendship is the most precious. While wanting to respond, On the one hand, I feel that my friendship with Shuten has been tainted by himself