[Digimon 06] Purple

Since he is called the boss, things are naturally not that simple.

"No, no, no." The owner of the pirate circus—in fact, in the eyes of the brave, he looks like a [beep]—is now comfortably nestled in a high-backed armchair that happens to accommodate his body. , There is also a piece of fur from an unknown animal hanging on the back of the chair. "I'm a businessman, and I don't do business that loses money." The boss shook the unlit cigar in his hand, and the Clown King stood respectfully behind him, and nodded vigorously in agreement after the boss finished speaking.

The implication of this boss is that everything is easy to do when you have money.

For the three people who asked him, what exactly is money?

"I've already reminded you." The witch hugged her sugar cane and shrank back at the end with a nonchalant expression.As a high-ranking witch, how could she have such a worldly equivalent in exchange?All she owns is a bunch of building blocks stuffed by the silver horned beasts to pass the time, and according to her, two pieces of equipment that symbolizes the witch that she stuffed into the banyan tree hole by herself, "otherwise I would have Go out, who wants to continue to be trapped in this ghost place and play the game of 'do you like Yagu or Snow Yagu or Black Yagu' with Silver Horn Beast?!" When it came to the end, she inevitably complained a bit Feeling dissatisfied, he waved his cane and knocked on the air indiscriminately.

"Then, what should we do then?" The little maid hiding behind the brave man was also a little panicked.He carefully pulled the hem of the brave man's clothes, and his beautiful light purple eyes were covered with watery light at some point, "Are we going to be stuck here forever?" He seemed uneasy about this possibility , even the vague cry was suppressed in his questioning voice.

The brave man grimaced.What the little maid said meant that she would never see the smile of her beloved princess again.When she thought that such a reality might happen, she felt that the future in front of her had completely lost its light.She pondered over what she should do to make the cruel and stingy circus owner nod in agreement until the tip of her nose brushed against a soft white feather.

The white dove, wearing a delicate garland, raised its head and sat proudly on her shoulder.

The brave man stared at a pair of eyes like olive black beans, and a strange smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The white pigeon turned its head slightly, still with that look of contemptuousness.The next second, her whole body was grabbed by the brave man, "This guy... I'll give it to you!" The brave man covered his eyes with his other free hand, forcing himself to show a look of reluctance to part with her, and then Regardless of the pigeon's struggle, the olive was sent to the beast.Anyway, she couldn't remember why she kept this bird with no use by her side, so why not... um.

However, the owner of the circus doesn't seem to have any interest in this necessary magic prop.The small eyes cast a disdainful look at the pigeon struggling to break free from its clutches, and waved his hand impatiently, "No, no, no, no, no. Raising it is just an extra mouth to beg for food. Do you think I'm stupid?!"

The Clown King behind him nodded even more vigorously, unconditionally agreeing with every word the boss said.

At the moment of rejection by the circus master—perhaps capturing the moment of disappointment—Olive managed to break free from the ungrateful fellow's grasp.In return, she bluntly pecked the brave man's head with her bright red beak, and when she was staring at the golden star, the little bird directly hit the brave man's head hard.

By the way, this is one of Venusmon's moves called "Peaceful Fantasia".It is really gratifying for the brave to be able to master the power of the ultimate move even when the deity is no longer there.

No, it's getting too far.

In short, after experiencing Olive's brutal attack, the brave man successfully rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground after losing consciousness.

The witch cautiously poked her head in her cane, her playful attitude could not tell whether she was watching a show or expressing sympathy.It's just that she looked at it and suddenly discovered something. "That's right!" The witch jumped over the body of the hero lying on the ground briskly, and pulled the sharp long sword that was useless from the beginning of the story to the present from her belt, "This, use this to resist How about the fare for the three of us?"

"Miss Witch, this is not good..." The little maid eagerly wanted to stop him, but his little protest was accidentally drowned out by Olive's approving fluttering of wings.He anxiously wondered whether he should directly wake up the brave man with some rude behavior, but within a few seconds of hesitation, the long metal sword had already been sent into the hands of the circus owner.

As a shrewd and capable businessman, the circus owner will certainly not let any potentially valuable items slip away from his hands.And even if he met something that he was very interested in, he would not show this emotion obviously due to the nature of a businessman.The only thing that can be confirmed is that after receiving the brave man's long sword, he immediately sat upright, put on a monocle and looked at the long sword over and over again several times, and then handed it to his back with a look of reluctance. The Clown King.

"Okay." The boss waved his hand impatiently, but finally let go, "Let me take you for a while."

The brave man who fell into a coma had no idea that the Witch had used her other and only thing left from home to reach an ulterior deal.She was lying in a daze in her own dream.I don't know when the body began to shake gently with a certain fixed rhythm.I opened my eyes dimly a few times on the way, and I could still see large groups of marshmallows floating lightly in the air.

"Will you forgive me if I cheated on you?"

And the lingering sweet aroma, which gently enters the body through the breath.She couldn't help but took a few deep breaths, letting the familiar sweet and greasy fragrance completely surround her.Many things flashed through her mind for a moment, but what finally made her fantasize wildly was the scene when she reunited with the princess again.When the sun was setting, she was running towards her with her skirt in hand, a silhouette that merged with the orange-red sunset.Even if such an imagination existed only in a dream, it still made her laugh out loud.

"Yes." She replied.Although she simply doesn't care about the question that needs this answer.

Opening his eyes again, what the brave man saw was Olive puffed out his small chest and stood proudly on the penetrating skull sculpture.Looking closely again, she realized that she had returned to HoneyLand, her familiar hometown.

"Wait!" The brave man, whose memory was broken after losing the long sword, jumped up in panic, "What happened?!"

It turned out to be exactly the same scene as she had imagined!Before they got close, they saw the petite princess running towards them with her layered skirts in surprise — er, no, the specific situation should be that the princess was carrying a bunch of colorful balloons towards the place where they were. The direction floated slowly.

But these are all details, don't worry about it.

It is said that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. The brave man who misses his sweetheart very much has opened his arms and is ready to welcome the princess.Unexpectedly, the latter didn't even give her half of his eyes, and directly rushed into the arms of the witch who was waving the candy cane boringly.

The little princess pawed at the witch's chest, rubbing and rubbing enthusiastically, "You are finally here, I miss you so much!"

The witch glanced at the brave man who was completely petrified after the princess passed by, and patted His Highness's hairy head as usual, "Long time no see, Your Highness, you are still so...well, cute."

The princess was still holding the witch in her arms and coquettishly facing her, the tip of the cute dwarf hat playfully hung down to her eyes following her movements.Even though the witch's perfunctory attitude quietly hinted that these were just polite words for coping, she still accepted it very comfortably, "As long as you come." Her Royal Highness grabbed the witch's hand affectionately, leading She walked up the carpeted steps, "I've been waiting for you, waiting for you to officiate our wedding."

wedding? !

"Wait, wait! Your Royal Highness, when, with whom?" Too many questions rushed into the brave man's mind, and in extreme confusion, she brushed aside the crowd around the princess with both hands. The guards and maids stood in front of His Highness directly.But before she could stand still, a strong force came from behind and easily pushed her body aside.A figure in dark blue walked down the high steps slowly, and finally stopped in front of the princess and bowed respectfully, and then let her grinningly insert the hand that was not holding the balloon into the arc that replaced the arm. The metal iron hook - don't even worry about hurting your fingers by the sharp point when you make such an action.

"I'm counting on you, Mrs. Witch." The princess turned around and proudly showed her marriage partner in front of the witch, her round and shiny eyes bent into the shape of crescents in an instant.The dark blue dress accompanying her was stuck in place like a stake, and the boat-shaped hat with the skull pattern on his head could easily make people mistake him as a guard who was keen on COSPLAY.

"Please be our witness." Saying this, the princess lowered her head, a layer of happy carmine smeared on her cheeks.

The brave man who was ruthlessly thrown aside the moment the princess spoke, got a sympathetic look from the witch.But she has long been unable to see this, after all, for her, the moment the princess held the pirate hat's arm, her world became a black and white silent movie.

Because Her Royal Highness said...she is going to have a wedding.

And it was someone else who could make her show such a shy expression and say she wanted to marry.

A few hours ago, the brave man naively thought that being trapped in the gourd and never being able to see Her Royal Highness would make her future bleak.Unexpectedly, when this fact was clearly placed in front of her, her world was completely plunged into darkness.

It was like standing in the shadow cast by a curtain and looking up at an outsider in the spotlight at center stage.The laughter and laughter are only a few steps away, but they are completely separated in two different worlds because of the invisible boundary.If someone else stood beside her, they might still be able to hear the sound of a heart being shattered bit by bit.

She wanted to draw her longsword, to face the damned man who stole her princess's heart and challenge him to a duel.However, the fact is that the side where her sword should have been hung is empty, silently mocking her reality and her self-defeating thoughts.

No one can win a love war by a single duel.

Even the stingy sea circus owner and his dog-legged subordinates inexplicably appeared at the scene celebrating the upcoming wedding of the princess.With flattering smiles, they kept saying all kinds of congratulatory words to that annoying pirate hat.

Yes.The scene of Olive standing on the bow of the ship suddenly flashed before the heartbroken brave man, and she dully recalled the shape of the wooden skull sculpture on which the white dove's bird's claws were stepping, which was exactly the same as the silver-white totem on this guy's hat.

The fact that they hit her one after another made the hero bend down in pain.For some reason, all the vain pain she felt in her heart was fixed into a concrete shape at this moment, and she grabbed the front of her chest with her hands.The indescribable pain was like a sharp and cruel claw, piercing into her chest to tear her heart completely apart.

For a while, all the images and sounds were farther and farther away from her.Most of her senses seemed to have lost their original functions, the only clear ones were the piercing pain in her heart and the sticky sweet fragrance that brutally invaded her sense of smell.

"...Are you okay?" At this moment, the voice of "other people" came over vaguely and distantly.For some reason, a familiar figure appeared in the blurred vision.It was the little maid who had long been forgotten by the princess. He rushed to her side guiltily and restlessly, and held her precarious body.

It looked like this in front of her, but she didn't expect his hands to be stronger than she imagined.

"Sorry...I didn't tell you honestly..."

She shook her head with difficulty, and her crooked body fell directly on his shoulder.I don't know when the sweet and greasy aroma that has been lingering in this country for many years has become more and more intense. The cloying sweet aroma is so thick that it is almost condensed into sticky honey. These must be sucked and filled into the body along with the air.

"You... are you really okay?" The little maid's body froze.His hands were still supporting her body, but he had to let her fall on his shoulder and dare not avoid it.He lowered his head, and the girl who was leaning on his shoulder was turning her head slightly to look into his eyes. Her long black hair, which was not tied up, slid down from her shoulders in front of her, revealing a section of her fair neck.

Looking at the beautiful arc, the little maid swallowed dryly, her cheeks felt hot again.

At the next moment, the slightly familiar cold and indifferent tone sounded in his ears again, like a cool cold wind, slightly blowing away the annoying sweet smell.

"Amano-kun, what are we doing?"

The author has something to say:

I scribbled the introduction very casually, and finally complained about the appearance of the beast, orz is not good at it, and it will be much faster after I finish writing~

And maybe I can finish the first volume and enter the middle volume in August, right?