Cupid

On the tram to Saitama City, you heard Gojo Satoru tell a little story about Megumi Fukuro——

Hui's mother was an ordinary person without magic power, and died of illness not long after giving birth to him.

Her departure made Zenyuan Shier lose the last touch with daily life.

The man who washed his hands in the golden basin became a prodigal son after that, wandering among various women and targets of curse and killing. Although he remarried and became a wife, the Hei family found a place for Hui to settle down, but he never came back soon.

How does it feel to be a child who is left alone at home?

What kind of dream would he have when he hugged his body and curled up like this now?

Anyway, it must not be a very good dream.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just grab the corner of your clothes subconsciously looking for a warm direction just after you put him on the bed.

You silently watched his little hand holding the corner of your clothes——

Small and pitiful palms.

When being hugged by you, he will obediently gather the hand with his fingers on his chest.

When he realized that he had made an outrageous move, he immediately became tense, eager to withdraw his hand that wanted to escape.

He obviously possesses a powerful technique favored by the heavens, but now he can't grasp anything.

Unlike you, even if you know that you may not be able to keep anything in the end, you will still instinctively grasp everything in front of you——

Without much hesitation, before Hui was fully awake, you stretched out your fingers and wrapped his hand into your palm, and then used your other palm to uncover the tucked corner of the quilt.

In the silent night, he even stopped breathing for a few seconds because of nervousness.

The child in your arms does not dare to move, he is as stiff as a piece of hard wood, he can't even pretend to sleep, he is so clumsy and pathetic.

As a woman who has always been spoiled and comforted, this is the first time you try to resolve other people's anxiety.

You think and think.

In the end, you could only lie on your side facing Hui, stretch out your palms, imitate the actions someone had done to you, and caress the boy's thin back again and again.

Slowly and patiently, until he fell asleep again.

Although you are just a curse in human skin, it should not be difficult to be a substitute for the person in your dream just tonight, when the other party needs it...

Just pretend he never woke up, just pretend it was your wishful thinking dreaming.

He is so warm.

Warm quilt, relying on another warm person beside you.

The sense of security that you haven't had for a long time makes you relive your dreams.

……

The next morning, what wakes you up is not the first ray of sunlight in the morning, but the hysterical complaints of the little girl.

"It's too much! Hui you traitor! You actually secretly slept with Sister Zhuang."

At that moment, you felt a round thing move under the quilt.

That was Fu Heihui's head.

As a primary school student, he is a bit shorter than you, and he doesn't feel safe when he sleeps, and he likes to lie on his side and curl up.

Now curled into a ball, he simply hid his whole body in your arms, buried him in the soft quilt, and only pressed his forehead against your chest intimately.

Hui gave a soft "huh".

He turned his head unconsciously, and the jet black hair on his forehead caressed your skin coquettishly, making one feel a slight itchiness.

The boy opened a pair of big blue eyes, trying hard to discern the current situation, he just woke up looking innocent and innocent.

"It's so cunning—is there such a thing that you don't bring your sister?"

"Come out!"

Tsumiki's twittering and complaining quickly brought Hui's sanity back.While her frank speech opened the other party's heart, it also made the other party feel ashamed that the little secret had been revealed.

Hui Baijing's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He bounced away from your arms like a rabbit that got an electric shock.

It's like a little bun just out of the pan, with steaming heat all over his body because of embarrassment.

The bewildered boy wiped his hot cheeks and responded aloud:

"...Nah, long-winded, I'm going to take a shower.

That kind of pretending to be calm, but the look of being about to run away in the next second is really cute.

His face was flushed, and the beautiful color spread from his cheeks to his earlobes, and dripped down to his neck, even his fingertips trembled slightly.

Though you'd love to watch it a little longer.

But Hui in front of him is like a balloon that is constantly inflated, and it will explode if there is any stimulation.

So forget it.

As the instigator of everything, you decided to shoulder the responsibility of being a good adult, and took the initiative to speak out for Hui and said:

"It's like this, it's all my fault... Hui did his homework too late last night. I saw him falling asleep on the table. I thought he was working hard, so I didn't wake him up, just hugged him Back to the room."

"But I was already very sleepy at that time, ah, I didn't have much strength. So after I barely hugged Hui up, I didn't have the strength. Then I had to walk for a long time to go back. I was not careful. Then fell asleep."

"It's all my confusion..."

"So, I'm sorry Tsumiji, if you want to blame, you can blame me alone. How about having some snacks when you get home from school today?"

According to the previous character design, the experience of being alienated into a plaything in the early years hollowed out your body.After getting the root of the disease, you can't lift your hands or shoulders, and you will pant if you do more housework, and you can only stay at home all day weak and weak.

After carrying the sleeping child up to the second floor, falling asleep from exhaustion is indeed a reasonable explanation.

The look in your pitiful eyes softened Tsumiji's attitude.

"Really, you can ask me to do this kind of heavy work next time. I'm my sister."

The girl who said so took your palm with a smile, and said to you coquettishly:

"Of course, I also understand that you want to take care of Kei, but the boy needs to work hard. So after eating snacks, leave the washing dishes to Kei!"

After finishing speaking, Tsumiji still did not forget to show the majesty of the eldest sister, and quickly gave Kei a look.

Kei scratched her messy black hair, and glanced at Tsumiki inexplicably, the expression on her face could not be described as pleasant.But he finally responded obediently:

"understood."

……

After returning home from school in the evening and eating snacks, the conscientious and responsible Hui really fulfilled her promise.

He stepped on the small bench that made up his height, and solemnly washed the dishes facing the tap.

And you are at Hou Zaihui's side to help him, responsible for drying the tableware with a soft cloth and then sorting them into the dish racks.

The two of you have a clear division of labor and get along easily and happily.

No one spoke, and the kitchen was very quiet.

Tsumiki in the living room turned on the TV.

On the evening urban music channel, someone ordered a song for the girl he loves. After the host finished reading the male guest's disgusting confession, the faucet in the kitchen was humming along with a deep and charming male voice. A love song of unknown age.

Fu Heihui is handing you a fork that has just been washed, but his hand is holding the sharp end and does not let go.

"What happened before... I'm sorry to trouble you."

He holds your hand across a fork and slowly expresses his thanks.

You blinked at him, and asked back blankly:

"How could Kei be troublesome?"

"I should thank you, I haven't slept well for a long time..."

"...Mr. Wujo is also very busy. I was always at home alone before."

You sincerely express your gratitude to Hui, and try to ease Hui's embarrassment by expressing "I need you more than you need me":

"How long has it been since the last time I was hugged..."

"Forget it, I can't remember."

You are telling the truth.

That hug that you only got back after hundreds of years, but it's gone in a few months.

It is false not to be wronged or to be sad.

You can endure the lack of material conditions, but you can't suppress the emptiness in your heart.

After realizing that you can use "wine" to get lovers, and being fed by countless loves to become more and more greedy, you can't be satisfied with being surrounded by "little animals".

Drowsiness when unconscious, insomnia when conscious.In order to survive, I suppress my needs in a daze, and then patiently wait for the next possibility.

As a listener, Fu Heihui was quiet and patient.

Hui, who is standing on the chair, is a little taller than you. He can lower his beautiful eyes and ask you with a puzzled expression: "Do you just like hugs that much? You can live well if you don't..."

Fu Heihui can give up her curiosity about her biological mother, abandon her attachment to her father, hide her concern for her sister, and live alone.

He can always be like this, even if he loosened a bit last night, he can quickly organize his mentality and move on, becoming the "strong man who will not be left behind" in Wujo Wu's mouth.

You looked at this quiet boy from top to bottom, and finally you could only show him a helpless smile:

"If Kei...it's probably okay."

"Sorry, I'm so weak."

If you said the words of apology, you made a frustrated expression, and slowly let go of the fingers that were holding the handle of the fork as if you were tired of this topic.

And just before you let go, Hui sighed and handed over the fork hanging between the two of you to your hand.

"Forget it, there is no way."

"So if you're really troubled afterwards, and you still can't sleep well, it's okay for me to let you hug me..."

"Take it as a gift in return."

Fu Heihui said that you can hug him when you are really troubled.

But he didn't expect you to be troubled every day.

That night, you dragged Tsumiki who said he was going to have a "pajama party" and knocked on his door.

Tsumiji yelled, "Huiyou did the housework well today, so as a reward, it's not impossible to let him listen to the bedtime story", in a natural tone that people can't fault it.

Hui looked complicatedly at the elder sister who raised her head at him and signaled "thank me" with her chin, and then looked at you who was holding the storybook and looking forward to it. In the end, he chose to remain silent.

Emotions such as "regret", "women are troublesome" and "two women are so troublesome" covered his immature face. In the end, Hui could only shrink silently in the corner of the double bed to escape reality.

He squinted his eyes and listened to some short stories such as "Elder Sun" and "Moon Story" in the Kagura picture book, and finally fell asleep before anyone else——

Press your thin back against your side, and after rolling over, rest your curled fingers on your arms.

One left and one right, you get hugs from two children.