flower and big devil

He already had a bad appetite, but during the whole meal, the strange eyes of the hatter and the court musician made Luo Xiu so depressed that he wanted to flip them on their faces, so he was almost sure that his stomach was burning. After being so strong, the black-haired young man stood up from the table, and after a moment of hesitation, he raised his foot to the side of the Duke of Darkness and stopped.

The latter put down the tableware in his hand, raised his head and looked at him silently, as if waiting for his question.

Luo Xiu subconsciously glanced at the table, the plate in front of the man was full of sliced ​​fish heads, each piece was of equal size as if suffering from OCD, and whether it was bones or fish meat, they were piled up like hills. It seemed that he hadn't moved much—the lunch didn't go so smoothly, and the mood wasn't very beautiful. Sure enough, he wasn't the only one. This discovery made Luo Xiu feel a little better.

And at this moment, he finally heard the Duke of Darkness ask in a neutral tone: "If I don't ask you 'what are you doing', are you going to stand here all afternoon?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the same time as the man's words fell, Luo Xiu felt as if he heard the sighs of the hatter and the court musician behind him... The black-haired young man blinked, but he didn't turn his head to ask the two people who looked at him. The bustling person sighed over there, and after thinking about it, he answered the Duke of Darkness in a very polite tone: "I want to ask you, where is the Tarot soldier 'Reaper'?"

What Luo Xiu didn't expect was that when he finished speaking, he actually saw the Duke of Darkness chuckle—that face that looked exactly like Uzrok was full of evil when he smiled like this, it really made people feel terrible Li said: "How rude, how rude, to ask the master the whereabouts of a servant, if it is not afraid that the garden will no longer be taken care of, I really want someone to chop off your head and put it on my stake as an ornament. "

This time, Luo Xiu was sure that he heard a clear sigh coming from behind him again—he turned his head, and gave the hatter and the court musician sitting at the dining table a vicious look—and when he turned his head back Afterwards, the two people who had never been in touch with each other immediately threw themselves into the whispers of the united front——

Hatter: "He's staring at us."

Court Musician: "Yes, yes, but so what?"

Hatter: "You should see the Samael Scythe with pure holy power."

Court musician: "First, I taught him the scythe technique; second, the phrase 'green out of blue is better than blue' is used to deceive children, just to let you study hard, never think about it. Get ahead of your teachers, because they'll keep a hand."

The Hatter: "... I seem to have heard that my father is going to chop off my dad's head and put it on his bed as an ornament. Does this count as witnessing a scene of domestic violence?"

Court musician: "I thought His Majesty was just joking."

Hatter: "No, you thought he was joking when he said he was going to cut off a pair of Michael's wings, and we never saw Michael again in 27 battles... And just because he's joking now doesn't mean he didn't think about it before."

"..." The man at the dining table gracefully wiped the non-existent food residue on the corner of his lips with a napkin, and threw it back on the table, thanking the great demon for his keen hearing, he patiently listened to his subordinates who made up their own words After making it clear, he rolled his eyes and glanced at the person who was gossiping under his nose, "You two seem to have a good chat, what are you talking about?"

"........." The hatter and the court musician shut their mouths together, and then turned their heads together again, with serious expressions that were very personal, and finally , shook their heads together again, "No, we didn't say anything."

Luo Xiu raised his eyebrows, and then tapped his fingers on the table, trying to divert the other's attention to himself - when the man turned his head to look at him again, he frowned and repeated his question, and the dark The Duke just looked at the black-haired young man standing beside him, and after patiently listening to him repeat the question, he answered unhurriedly: "I thought my answer was very clear, the answer is: I have no idea."

Luo Xiu nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped at this moment.

In the meantime, the man took the red wine handed over by the sheep-head monster servant, took a sip - it seemed that the wine was just slightly wet his lips, and then said lightly: "When will you talk to a man?" The servant hooked up?"

Luo Xiu sneered mockingly: "I am also a servant."

The Dark Duke seemed not to understand the sarcasm in his words: "Aren't you missing the point of my question?"

Luo Xiu turned his head and glanced at the court musician, who smiled dryly and drank.

The Dark Duke asked again: "To what extent?"

Luo Xiu glanced at the hatter again, he had already taken off the hat on his head, fanned himself nervously and hotly, lowered his eyes, and drank.

Luo Xiu replied: "I did, I came here many times in one night."

The court musician spit the red wine back into the glass.

The Hatter spat the red wine out of his mouth onto the table.

The Duke of Darkness nodded. After the black-haired young man turned around and left without looking back, he slightly shook the red liquid in the wine glass in his hand. The red light reflected in the liquid made his red pupils very vivid. Looking at the two collapsed subordinates on the left and right without moving, the tone is calm—those who know the inside can probably hear a trace of pride (or perhaps an illusion) that is well hidden in it: "Are you disgusting?"

So that afternoon, the "Hell Evening News" from the editorial office to the printing factory was turned upside down, and the faces of the people in Hell were beaming with joy in the chaos, as if Halloween came early and Christmas would never come again. The original printed version of the newspaper has been used It didn't matter, all the headlines on the front page were replaced with another title, and the title lacked the seriousness and harmony that the mainstream media should have: [Xi Da Pu Ben: The distance from heaven to hell, after thousands of years, His Majesty finally succeeded. 】

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Luo Xiu returned to the Tarot soldier's house after lunch.

In fact, he didn't know how much deliberate element was in his rude answer to the Duke of Darkness before—this kind of deliberation came out of nowhere, and the Duke of Darkness was just a dark pervert to him.

Luo Xiu sat down by the wide bed in the Tarot soldier's house, and there was no other creature in the room who would gasp except him——After a few days of rolling the sheets, more situations What Luoxiu saw instead was the dark duke who was an eyesore dangling in front of him and arbitrarily stipulated the time and place for his daily meals, but the Tarot soldiers rarely appeared, only a few times, and because The non-embarrassing atmosphere between the two and his own reticence, either Luo Xiu made an excuse to get out of the way, or the Tarot soldiers left on their own.

It feels subtle.

In fact, Luo Xiu felt that he should understand this truth—he and the Tarot soldiers could only be said to be casual acquaintances who "meet each other, nod, say goodbye and wave hands", and the relationship between the two should not be due to "fucking". any qualitative change will occur...

If the image is a bit metaphorical, it is like two dogs biting each other.

In principle, they should be equal to each other.

It's just that the reality is that no one can prevent them from biting each other, and regretfully finding themselves biting a dog's fur.

Sometimes when Luoxiu was lying alone on that huge bed in the dead of night, he would think of Uzrock—and it was undeniable that when he thought of that man, he could feel his entire chest like a cement mixer In theory, Luo Xiu thinks that at least in real life, he and Uzrok are basically the same thing. Sometimes, Luo Xiu almost feels that he has probably captured the most perfect male creature in the world. .

Then, playing "the most perfect male creature in the world" to avoid obscenity, he had a sexual encounter with another passer-by who didn't know what his face looked like in his dream.

……………………………… Luo Xiu didn’t know if having sex with another man in the “dream” was considered cheating, strictly speaking, it could only be regarded as a sexual dream— —

However, mental derailment should also be regarded as a kind of derailment.

Whenever thinking of this, Luo Xiu felt a deep pain in his balls, and a certain nerve in his balls seemed to be involved somewhere in his heart—so in the end he became a dark-haired young man in the middle of the night Lying on a big bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He sometimes stretched out his hands to cover his eggs and his chest, but he couldn't stop the convulsive and literary pain from these two places.

The snow outside the window is falling, as if in this fairyland, once the winter starts, it will never stop.

The next day was the first day of the Red Queen's election. Luo Xiu had already received his competition card. His opponent in the first competition was just a very ordinary Tarot soldier. After the BOSS, this kind of small role can almost be ignored by him, so that afternoon, the black-haired young man was very comfortable holding a cup of hot chocolate and leaning against the window to watch the snow fall outside. Just as he was about to count the falling snowflakes to 380, the door was pushed open from the outside.

It was the Tarot soldier who walked in. I don’t know if the Duke of Darkness really sent someone to find him, or he just came by such a coincidence—anyway, the tall man is still as taciturn as usual, but today he There is an extra pair of armor in his hand, not as bulky as the one he wears, but judging from the appearance, it has some defensive effects that can resist attacks.

Luo Xiu put down the cup, and picked up the armor that the Tarot soldier silently put on the bed.

Judging from the size of the armor, it is not difficult to see that it must be just right for him to wear.

So the black-haired young man put down his armor, glanced at the Tarot soldier who was standing aside and continued to play the silent game, and asked knowingly, "For me?"

The Tarot soldier didn't speak, and nodded after a long time—then he made the most outrageous gesture in so many days, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the black-haired young man's head: "Be careful tomorrow, Stay safe and do your best.”

The big hand rubbed the soft black hair of the black-haired young man into a mess.

Luo Xiu held up his armor and was dumbfounded. He once again sounded the Tarot soldier standing in the sun that day out of time. It was almost the first time they had a long conversation. The armor on the Tarot soldier at that time There was a dazzling light, and the light reflected from the metal made him look like he was bathed in holy light, and under the armor, those golden pupils looked like they were smiling...

"What's the matter?" He heard the Tarot soldier ask, his voice was low, and it didn't sound like he had to answer.

So Luo Xiu smiled almost unconsciously.

"Nothing," he said, "just thought of something else."

Maybe one day he can easily tell others about these things he encountered in his dreams; maybe one day he will describe this moment to his real lover as if describing a ridiculous dream; maybe many years Finally, when he gets old and his memory becomes blurred, he will start to wonder if he really just suffered from hallucinations and everything before him didn't really happen...

But at least at this moment Luo Xiu felt that it was real.

He came to the dreamland, met many people, was angry, happy, and collapsed because of all kinds of strange things, but he never felt so peaceful like now...

"Mr. Tarot Soldier."

"Ah."

"If I hadn't already had a lover, I would probably have become the annoying type that you can't get rid of after having sex once."

"Haha."

"What are you laughing at, I'm serious, what a pity, you've covered up your tenderness under this armor."

"..."

"what's wrong?"

"Well, I hide all my tenderness under this armor, but as long as you can feel it, it's good."