[K] Daily

?There is a long queue in front of the ordering counter in the bustling and noisy fast food restaurant, most of them are young students. In the northwest corner, a row of double seats by the window sits opposite each other. The older one is in his early twenties, while the younger one is only six or seven When the girl with the tray passed by, she stared at the child several times, but the red-haired man in front of him seemed to be very difficult to provoke, and finally gave up trying to strike up a conversation.

"Since my ability to express has not degraded, can I think that your hearing or IQ is a problem?" The child pulled a steamed face, and spit out sarcasm in a soft voice, "I'm talking about a family restaurant, not this one." Plant... fast food." After considering his words, he swallowed the word "garbage".On the tray in front of him are several orders of fried food, accompanied by childish toys.

Yes, Munakata, who has always hated fast food, was taken to a fast food restaurant famous for its fried chicken, and ordered a children's set meal by the way.

— This guy is definitely out for revenge.

Zhou Fang threw French fries into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Eat it once in a while and you won't die, you've never eaten it, right?"

Munakata frowned, and leaned back, as if he didn't want to touch the simmering meal in front of him, but in principle he didn't want to waste food, so he froze.

Zhou Fang snorted suddenly.

Munakata immediately flew a sharp eye knife. Although it was discounted a lot due to physical reasons, it still had the momentum of years, even though the other party didn't buy it at all.

"Are you so happy to see me bothering you?"

"I can drink two glasses of Turkey with it." As he said this, Zhou Fang's expression was not very happy. He looked around as if he was looking for something, but obviously couldn't find it, and slammed his mouth annoyed.

Munakata showed his first smile after coming to the fast food restaurant, which made Shuo feel uneasy.

"Hey, Munakata, leave if you don't eat." He couldn't help urging.

Then, under Zhou Fang's unexpected gaze, Munakata picked up the hamburger in front of him and ate slowly. Zhou Fang made a brief comment on his elegant posture in only four words—pretentious.He tried his best to suppress his alcohol addiction and wait for Zongxiang to finish eating, but it would not be surprising to eat at this guy's speed for an hour. Thinking of Zhou Fang not calming down here, he faintly regretted bringing someone here, and should be thrown directly at Barbara.

As if seeing through Zhou Fang's thoughts, the smile on Munakata's face deepened, the innocent appearance couldn't conceal the black-bellied essence.

— so dark it's bubbling, man.

Zhou Fang stared at the trickster Munakata coldly, and said in a teasing tone: "It's surprising that the head of Scepter 4 would also eat this kind of common food."

Zongxiang replied with a smirk: "It's rare for the leader of Barbara to treat a small civil servant like me with hospitality, but he is disrespectful."

Zhou Fang sneered and cast a sideways glance at him, isn't he a "little" civil servant?This sentence just passed in my heart, lest Zongxiang turn his face and cause trouble at that time.

——This insidious guy will never forget even ten years later.

Anxiously, he took out the cigarette case, and before he could open it, he heard Zongxiang say, "This is a non-smoking area." There was obvious gloating in his eyes when he spoke.

"You guy..."

"Oh, do barbarians bully children in public?"

"Are you a child too?"

"As you can see, now I am."

Facing the seemingly harmless smiling face of Shang Zongxiang, Zhou Fang turned his head lightly, and the routine bickering came to an end under the silence of one party.

The lively atmosphere just now suddenly settled down.

Zhou Fang is not a person who is good at communication, especially when dealing with problems, he prefers to settle them with practical actions rather than meaningless conversations. Although he is criticized for being rude, he often has significant results and attracts a group of young people who are full of vigor Man, of course he doesn't care.

However, although Munakata is good at communication, he doesn't talk much in private. Sometimes he even behaves more ruthlessly than Zhou Fang. Absolute rationality prevents him from making rash actions. Occasionally, self-willedness is also within the scope of order. Things that deviate from the track even I can't forgive myself.

Why can two people who are diametrically opposite come together?

It's an interesting question, but by no means an interesting topic.They never admit that they have the same place in each other as themselves, including loneliness.

"Isn't there something to deal with in the United States? Why did you come back so early?" Munakata asked breaking the silence.

"I'll be back when it's settled."

"It's over after only one day," Zong Xiang sighed with a half-smile, "Your style of doing things is as rough as ever."

"It's just a group of miscellaneous fish, but I didn't expect this to happen to the slate."

"...should recover soon." Zongxiang didn't have much confidence when he said this.

Zhou Fang glanced at him suspiciously, then turned his gaze to the crowd outside the window.

"Actually..." He quietly squeezed the hamburger in his hand, and the paper bag sank, Zhou Fang cast a puzzled look, "It's not like I haven't eaten this kind of thing before. After graduating from university, I left my parents to live alone. I basically eat fast food in time, and it was a year ago that I learned how to cook by myself.”

Zhou Fang glanced at the things in his hand thoughtfully.

There was a smile in Zongxiang's eyes: "No, I don't think it's hard. Besides, I expected this matter very early. Even though I can't live together, I will go back and see them in my spare time."

It was rare for Zhou Fang to listen seriously, because Munakata seldom mentioned his own affairs. When he first took office, Zhou Fang sent Kusanagi to investigate his background, but the result was blank, saying that he jumped out of a rock. It drew fierce opposition from others, of course due to some reasons Zhou Fang was able to roughly confirm that this guy was not a monster that came down from a certain mountain.

"Didn't you tell them about your becoming king?"

"Of course not," Munakata said decisively, "Talking about superfluous things will only increase troubles."

Zhou Fang stared at him fixedly, and suddenly reached out his hand to pull out half of the hamburger that he pinched out of shape and threw it into the tray.

"It's cold, don't eat it."

"Wait... hiss—" A cold air suddenly invaded the whole body, pouring from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, pain like needle pricks flooded the whole brain, Zhou Fang caught his body that was about to fall in time, and his fair and delicate cheeks glowed. Abnormally flushed, the small body curled up in his arms trembled slightly, as if enduring great pain.

Zhou Fang frowned, showing an anxious look: "What's wrong?"

"Quick...leave...this place."

Zhou Fang wrapped the man in his arms suddenly, got up, and the waiter who asked about the situation went straight out of the shop. Even the waiter who hid closely did not miss the fluffy ear that leaked from the red-haired man's arms.

Ah, cat ears play?

Yatogami Gorou walked into the elevator carrying a plastic bag full of fresh seasonal vegetables. After pressing the floor, the elevator door slowly closed, and the smooth metal surface reflected his worried expression.Not long ago, his master, the Silver King, lost his age due to the mutation of the stone slab. However, this was specially informed by the Gold King, because his master can't even speak a complete sentence now.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, the alloy door opened slowly, and they walked out in a hurry. At this time, the students were basically in class, and the sound of light footsteps echoed in the corridor. When they reached the door, they skillfully took out the key to open the door. Stepping into the entrance, I heard the girl's exclamation.

"Xiao Hei, come and see Xiao Bai! He looks very strange!"

His heart stopped beating instantly, the plastic bag in his hand fell to his feet, and the potato rolled to the ground.

Gou Lang rushed in, not even taking off his shoes in time.

"What happened!!"

Running into the room in one breath, he was unsteady, a figure pounced on him, staggered and almost fell down.

"What, what's the matter?" He hurriedly tore off the brown candy that was stuck to his body, and put it back in an instant, but even a moment was enough for him to see clearly the strange situation that happened to the boy.

The first king, the Silver King, Adolf K. Weissman, now named Izona, his master grew a pair of white furry ears and a white tail like a sign of atavism.

Izanashe was only wearing a white shirt that barely covered his buttocks. His big fluffy tail stuck out from the hem of the shirt and kept shaking behind him. His two clean thighs were tightly wrapped around Gou Lang's waist. Rubbing dishonestly, a sweet smell lingered in his nostrils. It was the smell of his newly bought shower gel, but it was a little different.

With an itchy nose, Gou Lang suddenly raised his head and withdrew his thoughts.

"NEKO, how did he become like this?!" Gou Lang pressed a certain malicious and cute head on his shoulder, and asked the girl loudly, and then froze, and there were two strings of nosebleeds hanging under the girl's delicate nose.

"I, I don't know, Xiaobai is hungry, so I ordered a fried chicken takeaway..." When he was speaking, his eyes were glued to the hem of his shirt, his eyes were straight, and in desperation, Gou Lang used Covering a certain part with the hand, the smooth|greasy and soft touch of the hand immediately made my mind stunned.

"Wow ah ah ah I don't know anything ah ah ah!!!"

The bell rang, the figure in front of him flickered, and the pink-white kitten ran away as if fleeing.

"NEKO, come back to me!!" Gou Lang shouted angrily.

The instigator suddenly started giggling, his clear eyebrows and innocent smile came into view, his flustered heart seemed to be soothed by an invisible hand, Gou Lang didn't know how to respond for a while, he hugged him awkwardly standing in place.

According to the King of Gold, due to the unchanging properties of silver, Izanashe's body will not change, but it is for this reason that his mental age will regress accordingly. Now Izonashe only has the intelligence of a one-year-old child.Gou Lang, who took care of him for a day, felt that this task was very stressful. He had to face a guy who refused to wear clothes. It took him a long time to put on a shirt (pants would not be worn even if he was beaten to death). Now it has become this kind of virtue again...

—was a disaster.

"Is it cold?" Gou Lang asked after putting the "big doll" on the bed.

Xiaobai tilted his head, showing a puzzled look, not understanding what he meant.

Seeing this, he sighed softly: "Forget it, I'll cook, you can play by yourself for a while." Then, he turned and walked towards the kitchen, grabbing his coat with both hands with considerable strength, He faltered, and turned around again.

"what happened?"

Xiao Bai lowered his head and said nothing, a pair of fox ears drooped down on his head, and his wagging tail rested listlessly on the bed.

"not hungry?"

His response was still silence.

Gou Lang sighed again. It is said that people who sigh often age quickly. Since meeting Izona, his age has continued to increase in days.

"Then let's sleep for a while."

Rubbing his head with callused palms, his wilted ears quickly stood up, Xiao Bai, who was pleased by this action, threw himself into Gou Lang's arms, Gou Lang took him into his arms, and kept lying on the bed in this position .

The afterglow of the setting sun climbed up the window sill and fell on the floor. The quiet and warm space made people drowsy, and the eyelids of the people curled up in their arms began to fight.

Just when Gou Lang thought he was going to fall asleep, an inaudible voice rang in his ear: "Xiao Hei... likes..."

Gou Lang was so surprised that his eyes widened slightly, then he curled the corners of his mouth and comforted him in a low voice: "Hi~Hi~"

The chin rested on the top of the pure white head, the warm and fine fluff rubbed against the skin, it was as soft as a cloud, and the arms around it were retracted.

"Me too."

After nightfall, a bar located in the east of Zhenmecho is brightly lit and has a strange atmosphere.

Kusanagi stared at the big cat occupying the entire sofa, but didn't say a word for a long time.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and even Hatta, who had always been noisy, quieted down.

It was a sturdy adult lion, with red fur like flames, which gave off a dark sense of danger under the dim light, with two conspicuous red whiskers hanging down from its forehead, lying listlessly in front of the bar in the retro Changsha post.

"Respect?" Kusanagi managed to calm himself down, and tentatively asked, "How did you become like this, and..." His eyes turned to the child sitting on the edge of the sofa eating pudding quietly, with a pair of black cat ears on his head, There is a circle of light-colored fluff in the ears, and someone has tied a beautiful bow with a red ribbon on the curled tail. With the swing of the tail, the ribbon dangles. Heartbroken, Anna sat next to him and helped him tear off the plastic paper on the pudding box.The second degree mutation seems to have affected his mind.

The child suddenly wrinkled his nose and put down the half-eaten pudding.

"Are you full?" Anna asked.

The child nodded and yawned, as if sleepy.The red-haired lion behind him moved its ears and raised one of its forelimbs. The little guy rubbed his eyes and lay beside it and squeezed in. Only when he felt the heat source did he fall asleep peacefully, with the sound of inaudible breathing.

"This..." The corners of Kusanagi's eyes twitched wildly. He probably knew the identity of the kid, but he really couldn't connect the man in his memory with the child in front of him. It was too scary.

"Who is this kid?" Hatta couldn't help asking, for some reason, he always felt that the kid looked familiar, but he couldn't say where he had seen it.

"It always feels like a person..." Kamamoto next to him thought while touching his chin.

Shi Shu came over and patted the two of them on the shoulders, smiling mysteriously: "That's all for today, everyone go back."

"But..." Hatta seemed worried.

"It's okay." Ten beams smiled, and looked at Anna, "Right, Anna."

Anna nodded silently.

The staff in the bar left one after another. Kusanagi leaned on the bar counter and played with the Zippo in his hand, wondering if he should contact the civil servant opposite, but... he glanced at the bow-knotted cattail and became sad. The creature has no resistance, if Shili-chan knows the form of the idol, wouldn't his chances be even slimmer?

A certain lion raised his eyes and glanced at Kusanagi who was inexplicably entangled, and couldn't help feeling that older men are as moody as older women.Turning his gaze away, he leaned his head closer to a certain defenseless face, his dark golden eyes gleamed strangely, he stuck out his tongue and licked it mischievously, like licking a mouthful of cream, the unexpected taste made him lick it again , the little guy seemed to be annoyed, turned over, and subconsciously slapped it with his tail.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

Mr. Lion bared his teeth in reply to Kusanagi's teasing.

In the Japanese-style garden with the cool breeze, the cold crescent moon hangs in the night sky, and the petals of the night cherry blossoms flutter in the wind, revealing elegance in the haze.In front of the stone table, the two were having a drink, a petal fell into the glass and floated on the wine surface, the man in the kimono holding the glass smiled lightly, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"Are there cherry blossoms in this season?" His voice was deep and rich, and his steady and humble temperament was awe-inspiring.

"There are many ways to keep the cherry blossoms." The young man's answer made him cast a meaningful glance.

The young man picked up the jug and filled the other party's wine glass with clear wine. The atmosphere was calm and not cold, as if they were familiar with each other for many years.

"But those are the cherry blossoms that are forced to stay."

Guochang Lu frowned slightly, obviously not wanting to discuss this issue in depth, so he changed the subject.

"Don't you see your disciples?"

Sanlun didn't break his mind with a single word, and said following the topic: "So what can we do if we see each other? It's enough for them to live well." There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, without any melancholy or regret, as distant and thorough as a person .

The young man raised his eyebrows and joked, "It's really cold, Mr. Sage."

"No, I'm just an ordinary person, very ordinary."

"Wang's ordinary?"

"Ordinary people."

Guochang Lu shook his head helplessly: "No matter in the past or now, your thoughts are really unpredictable."

"Isn't it too boring to see through it? It's better to keep some mystery in life."

Guochang Road is noncommittal.

"What about you, have you let go?"

"I'm not young anymore."

The young man's vague answer was thought-provoking, and Sanwa took a sip of the wine. The sweet and clear taste of the wine spread between his lips and teeth. The long-lost familiar taste was more delicate than he remembered.The last time he had a drink was a long time ago, and he said that he would come to beg for a drink next time, but a joke actually made him remember it to this day.

But it is not a joke, the rapid deterioration of the condition is really unexpected.

"After you left, I made some people brew some more and stored them in the wine cellar."

"But I can't come."

The voice stopped abruptly, the wind stopped silently, the silver-white moonlight quietly hid in the corner to draw shadows, and the night cherry blossoms rustled.

"I……"

"Yuqian," Sanlun's soft voice stopped his next words, and met the penetrating eyes under the soft hat, "I am a person who passed away."

The young man's hands resting on his knees slowly tightened.

The still wind flowed again, blowing the black hair under the brim of the hat, the cherry blossoms fluttered, and the white moon turned into frost. The poet raised his head with a graceful smile on his face, and softly recited:

"Flowers of time flourish in summer and fail in autumn."

Turning his eyes to the young man in front of him, he was as gentle as ever.

"I won't show up again, take care."

——ありがとう.Sayonara.

What kind of person is Miwa Yiyan?

That guy is really too much, coming and going without authorization, always with a kind smile on his face, his world seems to be always melting ice and snow, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.People can't help approaching but are sternly rejected... No, isn't it me who can't let go, that person's world has never changed, and the person who stubbornly stands at the door and waits is always me.

The old man sat alone in the cold courtyard, accompanied by an empty wine glass and withered cherry trees.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the night sky in the same posture as that person. The wind was blowing on his old face, and the coolness hit him.

"It's autumn again."