Lord Shenming ran away with "dirty"

"Kurosawa..."

"... Kurosawa..."

In the darkness, a vague voice came from afar, Sakakibara wanted to agree, but still couldn't make a sound.

"Kurozawa, are you leaving me?"

No, I won't leave you, we agreed.

He is chaotic, he doesn't know who the other party is, but he vaguely knows that the other party is very important to him.

"Really? Then we agreed, don't forget."

Well, never forget.

The black scene gradually faded away, and a blurry shadow drifted by. Sakakibara was about to go forward, but the voice came again, as if spying on the fear in his heart, every word stepped on his heart .

"You're a liar and I hate you."

"Why didn't you come to me?"

"You're so selfish."

……

"We're not friends anymore."

I just think……

Deep in the darkness, Sakakibara struggled in pain. He didn't want to hear these words. He wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't lift up his arms with bruised veins. He was chaotic, and there was no way out in the darkness.

Those voices whispered in his ears, he couldn't hide them, and echoed in his mind, the blurred shadow gradually solidified, he got closer and closer, a touch of wine red appeared, a touch of color in the darkness was so dazzling, the man turned his back to look at him:

"who are you?"

Sakakibara, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up. He was still in shock. The sweat on his forehead kept slipping, and his eyes were dull. Obviously, he hadn't withdrawn from the dream just now.

His thoughts were immersed in the boundless nightmare, even if his long hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his face, he didn't care, he raised his arms to cover his eyes and laughed at himself:

"It turns out that I have something to fear too."

He took off his clothes that had already been soaked in cold sweat, and strode towards the bathroom. The water splashed on him, and the water droplets kept sliding down, taking away the sticky sweat, together with that nightmare.

After tidying up briefly, Sakakibara blows through her freshly washed long hair, completely oblivious to the weird sticky notes pasted on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sticky note pasted outside the window was gone, and he turned back into a paper crane, hitting the glass again and again, making noises, as if the other party would not stop until he heard.

Throwing a small ball of light in a hurry, it went straight to the paper crane through the glass. The paper crane was beaten three or four times, and finally stopped crookedly in the air. fly away.

It's better to leave this kind of thing to the boss, Sakakibara thought without guilt in his heart, even though he could already imagine the scene where the boss scolded and had to deal with it after receiving the paper crane.

His boss, the unlucky guy in the demon clan, is the general manager who is elected every 20 years. Most of the demon clan don't like to contact people, and it is too troublesome to communicate with the human race. They communicate.

As a result, the grumpy boss had to suppress his temper to deal with those people, and from time to time there would be someone like Sakakihara who often threw things directly to him.

In the past, Sakakibara would explain something to him, but now, he is not in the mood.

In the room, he walked back and forth, frowning tightly, hesitating in his heart whether to go or not.

But what can I ask?Those questions seemed to go beyond strangers.

At this time, he seemed to have a little awareness that Chuya and him were not friends.

Lost in his heart, Sakakibara stood in front of the window, overlooking Yokohama, looking in a certain direction from a distance.

What he is timid is not asking questions, but the questions the other party will ask, because he will never hide anything from him.

Then we can only wait a little longer, Sakakibara who thinks this way seems to be relieved, probably as long as he can, until he can come up with a perfect answer.

……

A gathering place on Leibo Street, Chuya came back here, and kept saying hello to the people next to him along the way.

Lying down on his exclusive seat, Nakaya closed his eyes as if half resting.

But before waiting for a few minutes, a person rushed to the side, and he took Zhongye's hand: "Zhongye, where have you been recently, and no one can see you?"

"Shirase, what's wrong?" Nakaya half-opened one eye, his expression indifferent.

After leaving the last time, he immediately regretted it, because he once again forgot to give the address to the other party.

He couldn't help it, so he would go to check every day to see if the other party came or not.

After making inspections one after another, the other party didn't show up. He was even a little worried. Did he...

It is not impossible for the other party to give up, but Zhong also always remembers the other party's look that day, he is not a person who will give up easily.

"Chuya? Chuya!" Seeing that Chuya, whom he had woken up, was distracted, Shirase couldn't help but increase the volume, "Chuya, a group of strange people came to Leibo Street, and Shogo fought with them!"

"What?" Chuya popped up immediately, "What did you guys do again?"

It's no wonder that Zhong also asked this way, most of the things he dealt with were caused by himself first.

"No, the other party did it first!" Shirase looked a little stubborn, and he didn't care too much, and directly dragged Zhongya to the incident location.

"Why do you say things are yours!"

Before Chuya and Shirase reached the place, Yuxing's shouts could be heard from a distance.

On the street, two groups of people confront each other, one is Yuxing and the others, and the other is the strange person Shirase mentioned.

Youxing, who was far away, saw Zhongye's figure and jumped up happily: "Zhongye! Come on, they beat people!"

Chuya put his hands in his pockets and walked over to her and asked, "What's going on?"

"It was them, they beat people with their hands, and Shogo fought back because he couldn't stand it."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The young man on the other side couldn't stand it anymore, and his temper also came up, "It's obvious that you stole our things."

Zhong Ye pursed his lips, turned his head and glanced at them, and immediately saw an amulet with an inappropriate painting style on Jing's hand.

Youxing jumped out at this time: "What are you talking about, we picked this thing up, who knows if it's theirs!"

"That's right, since it fell on the ground, don't let it go. If we pick it up, it's ours!" Jing tightly hugged the amulet and didn't let it go.

"You... you..." The other party was obviously very angry, and took out a charm from his arms.

"Nonsense!" Seeing that he took out the spell, the old man in the head raised his cane and was about to hit him, "Did you forget the rules? I think you didn't cause enough trouble!"

"I...I didn't..." The young man looked aggrieved, "It was left to me by my grandfather. If I didn't locate it, where would I find it?"

The young man thought that this trip was really unlucky, so let’s not say anything, the team lost one person, and the elder asked himself to apologize to the other party, and now even the amulet given by his grandfather was stolen.

"I can return it to you." Seeing that the object really belonged to the other party, Zhong Ye said, "But you have to apologize to us who hurt us."

"Zhongye!"

Youxing and the others were obviously dissatisfied with the result, so Zhong pretended not to hear it. There must be something wrong with what the young man brought out just now, which made the old man so vigilant.

What's more, this matter itself is the fault of his own people, but he will still protect them.

"No problem." The old man pushed the young man to apologize.

The young man was dissatisfied but did not dare to show it. He apologized to Chuya and the others.

Chuya forcefully pulled the amulet out of Akira's hand and threw it to the opponent.

Just as he turned to leave, he vaguely heard the old man on the other side say: "We'd better be careful about that lord's place."

That adult?

Zhong also turned his head, but the group of strange people disappeared.