[Comprehensive] Hundred Ghosts Night Walk

→Good morning today too, Koi Ban.

←I am here at night, Chayi.

During the routine greeting in the morning, Xue Mingcha raised the corners of her lips slightly, and inadvertently saw her expression on the window, she lowered her lips slightly in panic.

The window showed everything honestly, and the corner of Yukina Chaichi's mouth was still slightly curved.

As soon as Xue Mingcha scratched her hair, she was about to brush her teeth and wash her face before leaving for school.

←In the days when I still can’t see Chayi today, I’m very lonely.

→Li Ban, it's not good to be fond of acting like a baby... maybe you will be able to see her the next day, so go to sleep.

←Then... good morning or good night?

→Good night to you, good morning to me.have a good dream.

→ How good would it be if I met you in a dream?

When Xue Mingcha saw this sentence, he let out a short chuckle.

←I met Liban last night, I hope you can meet me.

Nuliang Liban didn't send back a message, and Xue Mingcha put it in his schoolbag. It's been a while since he went to Jingwen Gutian High School, and Xue Mingcha rented a house in Yayuan. live alone.

However, it is worth mentioning that this house has been around for a while, and there are many little monsters living here, and there are many people like Fu Sangshen, who twitter every day and regard themselves as the owner of the house, so He, the tenant, turned a blind eye.

Xue Mingcha tidied up and walked slowly towards the school. The school was less than 1 meters away from the house where he lived. Xue Mingcha was lucky for countless times. If sometimes he was late, he could pass in less than a minute. up.

"Good morning, Mr. Xue Ming."

"Good morning... Sasada-san."

"Someone came to transfer schools today, what do you think of Xue Mingjun?"

Yuki Mingcha said with a lack of interest, "I don't think much about it. The transfer students are transferring here at this time... It's not a Japanese girl manga, so what are you looking forward to—compared to this, Sasada-san doesn't plan to join your club Is there an event?"

Sasada Junpan came to her senses, "Yue Ming-kun, see you later." After she finished speaking, she left in the opposite direction of Yukina Chaichi.

As a squad leader, being frizzy sometimes really adds cuteness to myself.

Xue Mingcha simply continued to the calligraphy club.

It's great to not have the responsibility of the discipline committee, and it's so good not to have to wait at the gate every day until it's time to go to school.

Xue Mingcha rushed to the calligraphy club in a hurry, but there were not many people willing to join the calligraphy club, so it was great to be able to chat with Liban at this time.

Although he is not a discipline committee member, Yuki Mingchayi, who became the president of the calligraphy club by accident, managed to escape a class with the reason of organizing club activities in an aboveboard manner.

"Ah, here we go again."

"Society activities—by the way, I found out that the writing brush in that human's hand turned out to be the dead Fusangshen."

"Stop talking nonsense, make room for me."

This sentence was said by Xue Mingchayi, and the little demons looked at Xue Mingchayi aggrievedly, while stepping away from the table, a Fu Sangshen holding his fat body, Carefully climbed from the ground to the table, walking forward step by step like a crab, while showing expectant eyes.

Nai He Shi doesn't need to use ink at all, and can only disappoint Fu Sangshen of the ink ingot again. Xue Mingcha touched Fu Sangshen reassuringly, and Fu Sangshen crossed his legs and hugged his body to see As soon as Xue Mingcha took out the astringent and rice paper——hammered it like venting anger, and hadn't cultivated it into Fusangshen rice paper.Xue Mingchayi was funny and helpless, turned around and rummaged in the schoolbag, but there was no message from Nuliang Carp's partner.

←Unfortunately, I can't sleep...it's better to get up and chat with Chayi.

← Hey, isn't Chayi here?

←It's almost morning here.

Nuliang Liban was leaning against the window, biting bitterness, his golden eyes were full of unknown meanings.

Sometimes it feels unfair.

Nuliang Kaihan, who has never felt so passive since birth, occasionally thinks resentfully.

How long will it take to overlap with Cha Yi's world?

One day of tea is his three days, or even seven days.

It is precisely because of the bitterness and astringency that they can communicate, and it is precisely because they have become lovers that they feel so dissatisfied.

He wants to get Cha Yi more... more, at least to be together all the time - even if this is not possible, he still wants to see his lover when he wants to see Cha Yi, and even open his eyes in the morning The first thing I saw was Xue Mingcha.

The fact is cruel and people don't want to admit it.

Every morning when he opened his eyes, there was only a quilt and half a pillow, and Xue Mingcha, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly beside him, was doing other things at a different time in another world and another era.

Maybe in another world, someone is coveting his lover.

After all, Chayi is so good.

It's normal for someone to like him.

As long as he thinks this way, Nuliang Liban is so eager, wishing to reach the era of Chayi in the next second.

→ How good would it be if I met you in a dream?

←I met Liban last night, I hope you can meet me.

He didn't want to meet Cha Yi in a fictional dream.

He wants to meet you every moment.

In this way, the days of communicating through bitterness and astringency are sweet and sour.

Even if you keep stuffing candied fruit into your mouth.

The candied fruit seems to have changed its quality, sweet and greasy with pantothenic acid inside.

Your whole being is mine, why am I waiting so long for your reply.

You still have to go to private school, eat and sleep, and after finishing the trivial things, you only spend a little time communicating with me.

Nuliang Liban covered the corners of his lips with his hands, and instinctively squinted his eyes slightly. This series of concealing movements made him feel more and more guilty.

Feel guilty about your own jealousy.

Say I'm acting like a spoiled child... I'm not at all, I'm just this kind of jealous and possessive man.

If you knew that I was such a terrible man, you wouldn't have shown me so much.

Sometimes I also think, if I don't know you much, if the bitterness and astringency between me and you are lost, will I not feel so uncomfortable now.

It is scary to say something unknown, but even more terrible to know it.

I know that you are going to a private school, I know that your parents have two older brothers, I know that there is a very cute mascot called Kumamon in Kumamoto Prefecture where you live, I know that you are going to a private school in Yahara, I know that you were a few days ago I know two friends, Natsume who can see monsters, and Yato who is a god, and there are 38 students in your class... I know a lot more.

but……

That sort of thing doesn't matter at all.

"...you are mine, aren't you?"

He couldn't help but want to ask Xue Ming Cha Yi, eager for Xue Ming Cha Yi to give him the correct answer.

He picked up the bitter.

←Chayi...you are mine, aren't you?

Nuliang Liban wrote down such a sentence, the flame of bitterness glowed golden, and he chewed the paper.

Nura Koban watched the tongue of bitter flames erode the paper little by little until finally——swallowing it all.

——Even if you can convey my words.

——It will take you several hours to answer me, or even a day.

Nuliang Liban waved his sleeves and stood up, looking at the little monsters downstairs who were preparing to make breakfast with bottles and cans.

The white round moon outside the window is hidden among the clouds, the cool wind is blowing, and the cherry trees belonging to the Taoshu people are blooming brilliantly outside the window. A piece of night cherry blossoms is beautiful to the heart.

However, Nuliang Liban was not in a happy mood, and he didn't appreciate the Taoshuren's body as he used to.

"... Hiss." Nuliang Liban, who was indulging in depression, suddenly took a breath.

The sentence he uttered just now should not be seen by Cha Yi, and if Cha Yi saw it, he would never reply with anything that made him happy.

The only thing that will be sent is probably [Why do you ask this suddenly? ][What, what, I don't belong to you. ][…]

This time Xue Mingcha responded unexpectedly quickly, a golden flame suddenly appeared in the air, and immediately revealed a corner of white paper.

Nuliang Liban became more and more anxious, until the paper was completely presented, he still couldn't muster up the courage to open it.

But this is not allowed, Nuliang Liban, who is eager to have all contacts with Xue Mingchayi, overwhelms the cowardice in his heart.

→ How is it possible, how can I belong to you.

Obviously you belong to me, Li Ban.

Nuliang carp with him almost heard Xue Mingchayi whispering in his ear.

The voice is clear and soft.

—even shyly.

Cha didn't say these things at all when he faced him.

Did Cha Yi blushing pitifully and puffing up his cheeks when he said these words, forcefully forcing himself to say embarrassing love words.

The mouth is not the heart.

Only on paper can I pretend to be full of courage.

Damn it... If you behave like this, don't you just tell me again.

Can't forget your existence.

I love you with all my heart, even if I'm worried

——If you want to express such words, it is foul and willful.

You, Cha Yi, are so cute...how can I give up?I have to torture myself, too capricious.

←Speaking such cute words, did the expression on your face catch the Fusangshin or monsters around you?This way I will be very jealous, and a jealous man is very scary.

What, what.

Xue Mingcha, who suddenly received this sentence, bent his lips uncontrollably. Even though his face was hot, he couldn't stop his brows from briskly raised, and the corners of his mouth curved up to the extreme.

One Fu Sangshen said quietly, "The eyes are bright, the face is pink, and the girlishness of Huachun."

"Shut up—! Believe it or not, I'll throw you into the box!"

"……Humph."

Xue Mingcha wrote with a pen.

→Hmph, there are seven or eight monsters around me.