Lord Shenming ran away with "dirty"

A few hours later, Sakakibara's biological clock woke him up on time, not too late, and not too far behind.

The setting sun outside the window dyed the clouds red, and the burning clouds were connected one by one, rendering the sky extraordinarily beautiful, as if a painting is pleasing to the eye.

Just waking up, Sakakibara went to call Chuya in the dark. He patted Chuya's face, and pulled up the quilt with all his might.

"you!"

The air-conditioning hit, Zhongya shivered, and immediately sat up and snatched back the quilt, surrounded himself tightly, with the curled up hair on his head, he started to be dazed and motionless even though he was not yet awake.

Sakakibara saw that he had started charging mode, and didn't care to move him. As long as he didn't attack him at this time, there would be no reaction.

While it was still early, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and quickly came out with wet hair.

Chuya's energy accumulation was still going on outside, Sakakibara walked to the window, looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, and took a photo leisurely, he opened the curtains to dye the dark interior with the color of the setting sun.

Turning around, I gave a photo to Zhong who squinted his eyes and was about to wake up. These are all treasures, and they will be washed out and made into a photo album.

Slowly, Zhong Ye raised his hand subconsciously to block the glaring light from Xi Sun, did he just see someone taking a picture?

"You delete it for me!"

Regardless of his image, Chuya flew out of the bed, his target was the mobile phone in Sakakibara's hand, but how could Sakakibara let him succeed.

Hidden with one move and then dropped it, the phone successfully landed on the bed, and Zhong also staggered twice before barely stopping in front of the window.

Seeing that he was about to stick to the floor-to-ceiling window, Sakakibara stopped him, otherwise if he really wanted to stick it, the anger that had just been stored up would burst out all of a sudden.

Then I couldn't handle it myself, so I supported him until he stood still, and then Sakakibara said the topic he had prepared: "It's getting late, Chuya, do you want to change clothes?"

"Change what?"

Sure enough, Chuya's attention was diverted, and he stopped clamoring to delete the photo.

The table next to it is where Sakakibara usually reads. Books are placed neatly on it. On the left side of the table is a beautifully packaged box with a gift card filled with an elegant fragrance.

Sakakihara went to the box, picked up the gift card and threw it into the trash can. He knew what was written on it without looking at it. He opened the lid and handed it to Chuya.

"Try?"

The series of movements were so smooth that when the things were handed to him, he asked an indescribable question: "You... find someone to make clothes again?"

"Festivals always have a festival atmosphere." He explained as if begging for mercy, and stretched out the box again. Naturally, Sakakibara would not say that he had ordered it long before the festival.

Stretching out two fingers, he reluctantly pinched out the clothes. Nakaya had resistance written on his face. He had also seen that kimonos were tied up, and it was easy to fall apart when fighting.

With a tangled face and some hesitation, he looked at Sakakibara tentatively: "No..."

"I can't return it, it's custom made, and it cost a lot of money." Sakakibara cut off his retreat, lowered his head pretending to be disappointed, his hair covered his face, "I made it for the two of us, and I planned to wear it together go."

His head was drooping, and his whole body exuded a depressed atmosphere, Zhongye said that he knew that this person was pretending, but he still couldn't bear it.

"Damn it." Shouted in despair, Chuya closed his eyes and took out his kimono directly, "I'll wear it! I'll just wear it."

Shaking off the kimono, he looked up and down randomly, and said in a daze, "This...how do I wear it?"

"Go to the bathroom and put on the innermost clothes first, and I'll do the rest."

Zhong also held the box as if he was holding a bomb, maybe he wasn't even so entangled when facing the bomb.

While he was changing his clothes, Sakakibara took out his share from the chair and changed into it. Anyway, it is impossible for anyone to see the scenery beyond the tall building.

I don't know what he changed in there, Sakakibara tidied up the kimono on his body, and he still hasn't come out after wearing it.

"Chuya, are you alright?" Sakakihara went to the bathroom, knocked lightly on the glass on the door, and could vaguely see the panicked figure inside.

And soon there was a grumpy voice: "Don't rush, I'm wearing it!"

Inside, he also wished he could grow a few more hands. He seemed to be self-taught when he put it on, so he barely put it on his body, but how should the belt be tied?

Holding the belt in his hand, he gestured unbelievingly on his body, but he couldn't find the right way.

After less than a quarter of an hour, he collapsed a little, without Sakakibara outside urging him, and said angrily, "Come in!"

"coming."

After waiting outside the door for a long time, he leaned against the wall in boredom and silently counted his heartbeats to calculate the time. When he opened the bathroom door, he saw Zhongya holding a belt and gesticulating on his body.

"I'll do it." Taking the belt in his hand and putting it aside first, Sakakibara saw that he was dressed well, but there were some small places that needed to be tidied up. He raised his head and asked him curiously, "That's right, what do you say?" Don't you know?"

"I don't know either." Nakaya lowered his head, his gaze followed Sakakibara's hand, learning the correct steps, and he could put it on by himself next time, "It just came naturally, and I put it on."

"...In this way..." His hand paused for a while, and he lowered his eyes, "It's good, maybe you don't need to learn many things in the future."

"It's not that easy."

Both of them stopped talking, one was watching quietly, the other was tidying up quietly, there were not many small mistakes, and they returned to the original place without spending a lot of effort.

Sakakibara picked up the belt again, patted his arm, and motioned him to lift it up: "The belt is all that matters."

"It's so troublesome." He muttered, he still seemed not interested in kimonos, "It's not convenient at all."

"It's just going out to play, not to fight." Sakakibara comforted him, "And it's only worn this once, so just keep me company, okay?"

"You said that." Zhong was not happy anymore, and caught off guard and slapped Sakakibara on the back heavily, "What do you mean by accompanying you? I want to go, not you."

"All right."

While talking, Sakakibara helped him fasten his belt, and he took a few steps back to appreciate it.

At the time of customization, I originally wanted to customize black ones for him, but later I thought it was going to a festival, and it was not a formal occasion, so I changed the eyes that were the same as his eyes.

Now it seems that the color is right, the blue kimono really suits him, but it makes his face whiter, Sakakibara finds the haori in the box next to him.

Haori still chose black and red, his symbol, the dazzling red in the darkness, reminded him of the time when we met...

Unfolding the haori, Sakakihara came behind him, covered him, turned to the front, and squatted down to smooth out the wrinkles on the clothes.

"How is it, do you like it?"

Facing the mirror, Zhong Ye raised his left hand, then his right hand, stretched his sleeves together, his eyes shone like a blue lake, but he insisted on saying, "So-so."

"Don't like it? Then let's change it back." Even though he said so, Sakakibara didn't take off his clothes at all, and just threw Chuya's changed clothes into the washing machine, and just dried them when he came back.

Maybe it was because he was teased too much, but Zhong also wasn't fooled at all. He fine-tuned his clothes and didn't have time to pay attention to him. He just snorted coldly: "Hmph, if you want to change, go and change, I won't stop you."

Shaking his head, it's really getting harder and harder to be funny now, unlike before, it's accurate to tease one another.

Sakakihara went outside and put on his own feathers. He was similar to Chuya’s, only the colors were reversed, one with black stripes on a red background, and the other with red stripes on a black background. Both of them were based on the Bana flower, together with auspicious clouds that symbolized blessings. , that's where they come from.

Both of them had finished dressing, at this time Chuya had already come out of the bathroom, Sakakibara took out the mask from the drawer and threw it to him.

At the same time, he also put on the mask of the evil ghost. He turned around and extended an invitation to the other evil ghost: "Master evil ghost, let's go."

"Yeah." He nodded reservedly, "You, lead the way."

Sakakibara took Chuya with him, and didn't go directly to the center of the festival. He also wanted Chuya to see the grand occasion on the festival path.

Now that you are here, let's have a complete experience, so that it is not in vain.

The two came to the nearest portal and stepped in together. They came to a small road, and there were only two of them side by side. Farther away, it was misty and there was no light.

This was designed in the past to prevent monsters from robbing each other. Little monsters can't compete with groups, but now it's convenient for the two of them.

They continued to walk forward, and the small roads began to converge into a main road, with many monsters beside them.

Strange shapes, some with animal body and human face, some missing a piece, and some just a piece of white bone, they came crunching.

It was the first time for Nakaya to see so many monsters. He held Sakakibara and asked him from time to time which monster it was.

But Sakakibara didn't know, there were too many types of monsters, and only the monsters whose names were typed would leave traces in memory.

Those little monsters may disappear without a trace in less than a year, and it is useless to write them down.

Maybe the monster was eavesdropping, or maybe the voice of the two of them was talking a little louder, and the monster next to him stared at him.

Without fear, Zhong also expressed that he could fight several such monsters. Just as he was about to stare at them with his eyes wide open, he remembered that he had a mask on his face, and the other party couldn't see them at all.

Giving up resentfully, Nakaya was obviously still bitter about the monster next to him glaring at him, so Sakakibara had no choice but to help him, exuding a little monster power, and that guy quickly left as if facing an enemy.

The emanating demonic power may have triggered a chain reaction, with them as the center, the monsters beside them emanated demonic power one after another.

A small strand of demonic power may not be eye-catching, but strands of demonic force gather together to form a long streamer, like a grand and vast river of history.

"Chuya, hold on tight." Sakakibara suddenly changed his mind, such a beautiful scenery naturally needs an excellent viewing spot.

Zhong also didn't come back to his senses, but he subconsciously grabbed his arm.

Suddenly they flew into the air, and when Nakaya looked down, he could barely see a corner of the place where the long stream converged.

They flew in the sky, and the monsters below became smaller, like the sand at the bottom of the river, and the trickle formed by the monster power was slowly advancing.

Sakakibara flew in the sky with Chuya and soon arrived at the entrance of the festival.

A row of red lanterns were lit together, and vendors pushed their carts to form a long line at the gate, welcoming the monsters who participated in the festival.

The two came down from the sky, and Sakakibara stood in front of the entrance, reintroduced him to the prosperous scene of the monster world, held his hand and said to him:

"Welcome to the festival of monsters."

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Sakakibara: Welcome back to my world.