[K+Comprehensive] On the attributes of Kusanagi Izumo

"...No."

"..."

Kusanagi Izumo got up and let out a big breath, his eyes were blocked by the newly bought glasses, he couldn't see the truth clearly,

"Zun, since you want my help, at least you should show a correct attitude..."

The red-haired boy played with the pages of the book in front of him, and hummed lightly as a response.

"You guys are really..."

Kusanagi sighed.

As we all know, after the lively school festival, an unprecedented card contest swept every corner of Zhenme High School.Although the duration is only one day, the rules of the game are extremely attractive.

——The game stipulates that the loser must wholeheartedly carry out the winner's order before the evening of the next day. As long as there is no humiliation or direct personal attack, everyone in the school is eligible to participate in the competition.

The person involved, Zhou Fangzun, casually accepted the challenge initiated by the class teacher Kushina Hoonami. As a result, this guy who had no fighting spirit at all lost the first round, and received a smile from the other party and a difficult task before him.

"So it's really difficult to review all the texts left behind during skipping class before tomorrow night..."

"Tsk,...don't worry about that kind of thing."

Unlike Kusanagi who was suffering from a headache, the person concerned still looked indifferent, with red hair that was out of place with the neatly arranged books in front of him.

Kusanagi glanced at him, then silently lit a cigarette, and a light gray mist curled up in the bar.

"King! Brother Kusanagi!"

Shi Shu pushed the door open with a smile, holding stacks of colorful gift boxes in his arms, and the wind chime at the door swayed with his movements, unexpectedly in line with the mood of today's teenagers.

"(^_^) Great harvest~"

Seeing this, Kusanagi pressed the spark to extinguish the cigarette, stepped forward to take the crumbling item from the young man's hand, "So many...where did they come from?"

"The game was won~"

Ten beams smiled lightly, "I thought I was going to lose, but I didn't expect to win too much and I don't know what to do. I thought I shouldn't make it too difficult for others, so I asked for some snacks and chocolates, so I don't have to bother He will stay with you until tomorrow night."

Kusanagi bent his mouth helplessly when he heard the words, he really didn't know how to evaluate this overly kind junior.

—Forget it, let’s make dessert with these winnings tonight.

<<

"Where is the king, do you have any gains?" Shi Shu sat on the sofa, something flickered behind his flaxen hair.

Zhou Fang stared at the boy's soft smile, but didn't say a word.

"king?"

"...ear."

"Eh? Wh, there's nothing there, Wang, don't look at it!"

Sensing Ten Beam's intention to slap haha ​​to avoid disaster, Zhou Fang frowned, but said calmly, "You got your ears pierced?"

"QAQ I was wrong, but do I really want it..."

"..."

Shi Shu clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhou Fang who was on the sofa, "Please, king, don't tell brother Kusanagi, TAT will be killed!"

"... Trouble." Zhou Fang closed his eyes and stopped looking at the boy's expectant eyes.

"The king is the best!~"

Ten bundles carefully put down the hair around the ear, so that the eye-catching metal earring disappeared on the left ear.

"Speaking of Wang, did you participate in the competition today?"

"...Well."

"How is it? ^_^"

"..."

"Tell me, someone as powerful as Wang must have a good harvest... Painful! QAQ"

Zhou Fang withdrew his hand, looked at Kusanagi who was slowly walking down the stairs, and then glanced at Shishu with tears streaming down his face, without saying a word.

If you talk too much, you will be beaten... Kusanagi sighed, walked to the side of the boy who came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Be careful next time, Zun has heavy hands."

"It's so unattractive, Wang..."

Ten bundles wiped away tears and complained.

--So complicated.

The golden pupils are opposite to the eyes behind the lens, but the emotions contained in those eyes cannot be easily seen as before.

"Shi Shu is just a child, don't bully the younger with the big, my lord."

"...tsk."

"You're not young anymore, show me a senior look..."

"...Oh."

Shi Shu raised his head quietly beside the blond-haired boy, taking in the red-haired boy's response in his eyes.A person who even the king recognizes, a person who is gentler than the king, a person who is only four years older than himself, but can run a bar by himself...

——Kusanagi-san is a very powerful person.

"You too, Shishu."

"Huh?" The boy turned his face slightly.

"It's better not to talk too much in front of Zun, he doesn't talk much... Hey, what's on your ear?"

- It's over.

"You went out secretly and got your ears pierced, huh?"

"..." Brother Kusanagi laughed terribly! QQ

<<

After giving a lesson to the ten beams who kept begging for mercy, Kusanagi took a deep breath, looked at the figure huddled behind the sofa, and his tone was much lighter:

"Come out, I really can't help you..."

"Well... I know Kusanagi-san is the best~"

Ten bundles were almost pulled out by the collar by the impatient Zhou Fang, who sneered, "Sorry for disturbing your sleep, Wang."

"...what."

——Ten bundles are the Red King's stabilizer and lock.

Kusanagi closed his eyes, and subconsciously explored the cigarette in his pocket with his fingers.

——And he is against the outside world, the sword of the Red King.

Everything is happening in an orderly manner, ignoring those slight deviations, his most special eight-year fate is being staged again.

Same people, same place, same personality...

In a few years, or even shorter, a new generation of Scarlet King Zhou Fangzun will appear in this world.

The fate of the previous Red King's "Kagu Go Daikeng" was finally related to him, entangled like a curse.

Even though he was usually calm, at this point, he had to start preparing for more difficult accidents, such as the "Red King".

Kusanagi narrowed his eyes slightly behind the lenses, and his knuckles turned white.

"Brother Kusanagi?"

"...What's wrong?"

"Aren't you happy? It feels a little low."

The flaxen-haired boy approached Kusanagi young and smartly, and the red-haired boy behind him also looked at him, with the dark worry in his pupils that he had seen many times.

--What are you thinking?

—and made them worry again.

Kusanagi smiled lightly, "It's nothing, the earrings are not over yet, ten bunches."

"QAQ Kusanagi brother is so scary..."

Zhou Fangzun lazily lay back on the sofa again, groaned and was silent.

"Get up, Zun, your task is not done yet."

"...don't worry about it."

"It's not good to break your word... hurry up!"

"...trouble."

Zhou Fangzun let the blond-haired boy half-drag and half-drag him up, and soon there was a pile of thick books in his sight. The variety of colors and words made him very impatient.

"A lot of books..." Shi Shu flipped through each book in surprise, then rubbed the back of his head, and put the books back in place in embarrassment.

——He can't read a single book... As expected of a king, he is learning such a profound thing.

Seemingly seeing the thoughts behind the young man's smile, Kusanagi deeply felt that if he indulged Shishu's worship of Zhou Fang so much, it is estimated that the core of this kid's world will be put on such things in the future.

"Don't think too much about it. When you reach Zun's age, you will learn the same things."

"Hey, there is always a way."

The young man's smile was like a wind blowing on his face, soft and soft, making one unable to exert any strength.

"Whatever you want..."

Sure enough, this little devil is powerless.

Kusanagi withdrew his gaze, seeing that Zhou Fang had no intention of studying, he simply put his hand on the opponent's closed eyes,

"Your Majesty, you still have tasks... Forget it, if you're sleepy, at least go to sleep upstairs, you'll catch a cold here."

"..."

——This guy's hands are so cold, are they made of ice?

Zhou Fang opened his eyes, and the slightly cold palm above moved away sensitively in an instant, replaced by Kusanagi's blonde hair, which was very dazzling.

"I want to sleep upstairs, and I have to receive guests, sir."

"...understood."

Zhou Fang got up, his red hair was burning in the air, and the muscle lines under his thin shirt were faintly visible.Kusanagi watched the other party disappear at the corner of the stairs, and then shifted his gaze to Tokuta Tara who kept muttering "The king's figure is really enviable~", the tiredness in the young warm-colored eyes was obvious.

"You too, ten bundles. If you're tired, go upstairs and sleep for a while. I'll call you at dinner."

"^_^ Well, please trouble Kusanagi-sama then."

14, 5-year-old Tokusuta Tara also worked several jobs while going to school. After finishing junior high school for three years, he didn't plan to study anymore. Kusanagi knew that.

That's why I'm worried...

He righted the slid frame.

The bar regained its tranquility in a blink of an eye.

******

"Jingle Bell--"

"Welcome light... Huh, Awashima-san?"

The vice president of the student union, who had always been meticulous, loosened her smooth blonde hair at this moment. In Kusanagi's eyes, she had a tendency to look like her in the future, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"It's a rare visitor, what do you want to drink?"

"Red bean wine."

"..."

Red bean peat!

Kusanagi Izumo, who had been tortured by red beans, felt a dull headache whenever he thought about the various red bean products around the blonde woman.

"Um... Awashima-san, do you mind asking for something else?"

"No." Seri Awashima said with a little disappointment in his tone, his face was as flat as ever, "Then feel free, Kusanagi-kun."

"No problem." Kusanagi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of Awashima-san, how did you know this place?"

"The president told me."

Chairman, Munakata Reishi... is it?

"As expected of the president of the student council, the news is very well-informed. So, does Munakata-kun have anything to tell?"

"No, it's just a condolence out of etiquette."

"Is that so..."

Kusanagi handed over the wine, turned around with an inexplicable expression.

——The next King of Blue, Munakata Reisi, killed Takashi himself.

Even so, he knew that this person should not be blamed, the head of S4 was just someone who couldn't help himself.

Looking forward to seeing you again, Munakata-kun.

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"Then, I say goodbye."

The blond girl gently put down her wine glass, her loose hair curled nicely in the air.

"Good luck with your business."

"Thank you Awashima-san, I invite you to take this cup...by the way, please take me to ask Munakata-kun." Kusanagi nodded behind the bar.

Awashima Se agreed, turned around and paced out.

——Awashima Seri is the deputy head of Munakata Reisi. Whether it is in junior high school or S4 formed a few years later, the blond girl has always followed the identified candidate and has not changed.

This made Kusanagi puzzled for a while, but after getting acquainted with the other person's character under the cold expression, the answer was pretty much the same.What's more, he and Shishu are equally persistent people, and they have no right to question the purpose of doing so, they just keep doing what they want to do.

Perhaps they are more selfish than those who left.

Kusanagi shook his head, laughing.

Lift the wine glass from the bar as usual and rinse it under cold water to wipe off any surface dirt.The blond boy took care of the sanitation in the small bar. The clock on the top of the wall was ticking, starting from the wooden bar, then the floor, wine cabinet, sofa, and a set of tables and chairs...

In short, when the ten bundles of Tatara came down from the upstairs yawning, the color outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had already been dyed a light orange.

"Hey, Brother Kusanagi hasn't taken a break yet?"

Hearing this, Kusanagi turned his head in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the setting sun cast a layer of golden light on his blond hair.

"Ah, when you wake up, pack up and come down to eat, it's getting late, Shishu, you have to go to school tomorrow, right?"

Shi Shu: "...==haha..."

——Why does Kusanagi feel like an old lady...

"Don't worry Kusanagi-san who is going to school, everything is fine~"

"Canyoubefoolproof? (English: Can you befoolproof?)"

"..."

Satisfied with the boy's speechless embarrassment, Kusanagi sighed, he really wanted to make this optimist kid suffer.

"Then can I trouble you to go upstairs again and call Zun down?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me^_^"

The flaxen-haired boy narrowed his eyes and smiled, darting upstairs like a cat.

<<

After a few minutes--

"QAQ hurts..."

Kusanagi patted the young man's shoulder understandingly, and smiled meaningfully like last time: "That guy Zun has the spirit of getting up, so you must not disturb him when he is sleeping, remember ten beams. "

"..."

Brother Kusanagi, you definitely did it on purpose, why is the corner of your mouth so pleasantly curved, you are still angry because of the earrings, right? !

——Ten bundles of inner villains are hammering and hammering in the corner.

"...tsk." Zhou Fangzun, who was sitting on the side, turned his head, no longer looking at the pitiful expression of the young man because of grievance, "He deserves it."

"king!"

......

——It feels really good to be able to see the scenes of them fighting like this again.

The bar owner's eyes behind the sunglasses smiled lightly: "Your Majesty's attack is a bit heavy, it's not an example for both of you."

Ten beams nodded uncontrollably, and the sincere light-colored eyes showed a little flattering taste at this moment.

Brother Kusanagi really can't mess with TAT!

******

After Shishu had gone upstairs to sleep, Kusanagi turned over the sign on the door, revealing a big 'CLOSE'.He leaned against the door and lit a cigarette, watching a few stars in the sky that were shining but not bright spit out white mist.

Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of a blurry figure behind him, and his deep golden eyes in the night gave him the illusion of going back to the future.

He paused for a long time before regaining his composure: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"...What are you thinking?"

Kusanagi was stunned, the person on the opposite side was approaching step by step, and only when he got closer did he realize that the person was already much taller than him, his beast-like eyes were fixed on him, and Zhou Fangzun's special aura rushed towards him, with a slight nasal sound The voice reveals that the master has just awakened from sleep:

"...What are you thinking?"

Inexplicable question.

"What I want to say is that the night scene today is pretty good... You've been very strange these days, my lord."

"..."

"Is something wrong?" He simply stubbed out the cigarette, turning his head to meet Fang Zhou's sight.

"You look bad."

This was probably Zhou Fang's rare utterance of caring words, and the obviously haggard expression of the mature blond senior opposite him for the past two days really made him a little concerned.

"It's just a little insomnia, so don't worry about it."

Kusanagi smiled lightly, a strange feeling gradually rose in his heart, gradually warming his body stiff in the cold wind in the middle of the night.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch the hair that didn't look soft, but the result was always the same soft touch as the previous few times.Zhou Fang remained motionless, and after a long while, the thick Kyoto accent finally sounded in his ears:

"Go back, you will have a good night's sleep tonight."

<<

It has been lurking in the dark.

The blond owner of the bar was pacing at the door, and the lazy red was no longer around him. He seemed to be hesitating whether to light the cigarette in his hand again, but he finally sighed and turned back into the room.

The stars above the head gradually showed their brilliance, the moonlight illuminating the earth made it look appreciative, and the tunes on its lips overflowed, almost coincident with that night.

"Hmm~mm~mmmm~...."

——[Yo, what a good night.I'm here to shoot night scenes, what are you doing in this kind of place? ]

——[噗嗤~hahahaha..]

——[My name is Tokuta Tara, what's your name? ]

[Boom——! 】

[Plop (falling to the ground)——]

【...】

——[I am the seventh king, the colorless king, waiting for someone here. ]

[Good night? ]

[…Ah, what a good night indeed. ]

[Boom——! 】

The memory rewinds in my mind, and the slightly surprised expression of the flaxen-haired boy when he fell to the ground is replayed in front of his eyes over and over again. The silver earrings are so pleasantly bright on the dark rooftop, and dim as the blood spreads.

Ah~ it's so interesting.

It grinned in the dark corner, with sharp light in its pupils.

—Do you want to repeat it?

Everything after that seems to be taken for granted, it kills the most harmless little devil in Barbara, and then throws all troubles to the silver king who never grows old on the airship, from the victim to the bystander, as in Watching a movie is generally watching the pursuit of revenge, friendship, family affection, and even life and death in the city below.

Losing the lock, the red king can no longer suppress the rage in his heart, like a wild beast out of control, Weizman's difference is like a flood, and Kagugo's tragedy has a tendency to be reborn.

It is precisely because of the absence of restraint that the scorching red current possesses such incomparable power, enough to engulf it and shatter it to pieces.

What would you do if you went back to a time when nothing had happened?

It stared at the bar signboard engraved with HOMRA, and frowned in disgust, vitriolic and mean.

It decided that since it had this opportunity, it would change its game.

It will destroy the Red King, and his clan.

He spared no room and unscrupulously cut off the close connection between them that was comparable to family members.

——[Why am I the only one without color? ]

—[For thou art wretched and lonely King, Seventh King. ]

The colorless and unnoticed king is his destiny, and rebirth cannot change it.

It sneered.

How about destroying your sword this time?

<<

Kusanagi Izumo suddenly sat up on the bed.

Under the cover of night, he tried his best to calm his rapid heartbeat, and his blond hair was wet with cold sweat.

He looked sideways out of the window, the street was quiet, only the street lamps were emitting a faint halo.

The feeling just now was...

He took a deep breath, and the chilling killing intent that made people fall into the ice cellar returned to silence as if it had never existed, and the street in front of the small bar was still peaceful.

"An illusion..."

Kusanagi got up and walked into the bathroom, the drowsiness of drowsiness completely dissipated after touching the cold water, he wiped off the drops of water that had slipped down his neck, and his eyes covered by glasses were clear again.

He walked out of the room, and stopped in front of another door at the end of the corridor with gentle steps. He pushed it open and closed it, and the breath of the red-haired king in the room was unstable, and there was a slight heat wave radiating outside.

——What, you obviously haven’t become a king yet.

Kusanagi sighed softly, put his hand on the other person's slightly frowning brows, and gently rubbed comfortingly.Until the red-haired boy let out an extremely low muffled groan, he stopped, and the door of the room opened and closed.

"At least take advantage of the limited time to have a good dream, respect."

Kusanagi murmured, and when he passed by Shishu's door, he caught a small sound coming from inside the house.

"Ten bundles?"

"Ah, Brother Kusanagi, are you still awake at this late hour?"

The boy's soft voice was faintly mixed with crying.

"... What's on your mind?"

"...Hey, Kusanagi-san, I had the dream from last time again."

Kusanagi was taken aback, and stood quietly waiting for the next sentence.

"I always feel that I have caused a lot of trouble for the king and Kusanagi-san. Everyone looks like they are about to cry, but there are no words of comfort here... I want to be the king's servant, that person will definitely To become a great, real king,...but how can a king show a sad and exhausted expression because of me?"

The boy on the other side of the room seemed to be sitting on the ground, his voice became weaker and weaker, the uneasiness that Kusanagi had never seen before.

Ten beams of Tatara leaned against the door, and did not hear a reply from outside the door for a long time.

——Ah, I said something that made Kusanagi-san embarrassing.

——It makes people who value you sad, it’s really unqualified, ten bunches of tatara.

"Ten beams." While thinking wildly, the calm voice of Jingdu suddenly sounded in the corridor, and Ten beams was startled, leaning against the door to listen carefully.

"In any case, only you can calm Zun's anger, you know?"

King's wrath...

"So, you little brat, don't keep thinking about it. I don't care if you go to school with dark circles tomorrow and get laughed at."

......

"No... I understand, thank you, Kusanagi-san."

Kusanagi outside the door was relieved a little, walked back to the room in silence, and let his tired body lie back on the bed.

——I said it all, before Zun becomes king, I will be by your side, this is an oath that will not be annihilated in the future and in the present.

A good night's sleep.

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Another leisurely weekend was spent like this.

The boy pressed down the flaxen hair that was fluffed up in sleep, and turned around to pick up the backpack.The sun illuminated the silver ring on his left ear, and the small bar with mostly wooden furniture exuded a peaceful atmosphere.

Well, very good~

He squinted his eyes into curved arcs, and waved:

"King, Brother Kusanagi, I'm going first~"

"Well, be careful on the road." Kusanagi replied standing behind the bar.

"No problem, no problem^_^"

Watching the thin back of the young man trot out of sight, he casually sighed "It's nice to be young", then lowered his head and carefully wiped the wine glass in his hand, his concentration made Zhou Fangzun, who was still nestled on the sofa, sneer.

"Don't take it seriously, venerable." Kusanagi raised the cup to let Zhou Fang take a closer look,

"Look, even though I didn't use it the day before, there will still be dust on the rim of the cup after it's been left overnight, and it won't be clean after drinking it."

【—You must, must treat yourself kindly, you know? 】

In his memory, someone held his hand to paint the gray dust on the cup over and over again, and then wiped it carefully under his gaze.That should be a very beautiful woman, with a pair of beautiful hands and a gentle voice, how can I describe it... like an angel.

The corners of Kusanagi's lips could not help but smile, but looked desolate.

Kusanagi's mother is a gentle, gentle person who makes people feel distressed.That vague tenderness seems to isolate everyone from the outside world, and Kusanagi is just a child who silently accepts love, but is actually more lonely than anyone else.

He never received a "Happy Birthday" from his mother.

He never held his mother's hand in private.

—he didn't even know if the woman loved him.

Kusanagi put down the cup, let out a breath, and blinked his eyes tentatively.

He has been away from his family and lived alone for at least several years. If counting the time in his previous life, the total number of years has exceeded his current age.During this period of time, he has not received a call from his family. Except for the uncle he has contacted in the past two years, others may have died without his knowledge.

...But still can't feel sad about it.

He spent most of his life on Barbara, so that when he mentioned his relatives, the first thing he would blurt out would be those troublesome brats.

Kusanagi had thought about being branded selfish and heartless, and he had no position to refute.

It is actually difficult to be a gentle person.

——You only smile at this person, maybe you hurt more people at the same time.

Pour yourself a glass of vodka, he thought calmly.A hand reached out, snatched the overflowing wine glass... and drank it down.

"...Your Majesty, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, and it's really annoying that you play truant, smoke and drink."

Zhou Fangzun "cut", "No one will care."

"...Well, it sounds really irresponsible." Kusanagi hesitated for a long time, picked a glass of wine with the lowest concentration similar to a drink, and poured it on, took a sip to moisten his throat, "Aren't you afraid that Mr. Naiba will come to you? "

"..."

[jingling bell——]

"I have been taking care of you all the time, this is Barbara."

......

"Ah.. yes, goodbye."

"So don't worry about it at all..."

Kusanagi scratched his slightly curly blond hair, then turned to look at Shu Fang who was thinking about something:

"How should I put it..."

"what happened?"

"That guy Shishu was beaten up at school, and I heard that he was taken to the hospital."

"...tsk."

<<

In the quiet ward, the flaxen-haired boy had a bandage on his face. Due to his injury, he could only hold the book crookedly in front of his eyes with one hand, looking indescribably clumsy.

Kusanagi, who had just entered the door, scratched the corners of his hair without a word, and coughed lightly after a while.

"Ahhh! ~ Brother Wang and Kusanagi, why are you here?"

——I always feel that this guy doesn't take himself seriously...

Kusanagi glanced sideways at Zhou Fang's expression, sighed, and slowly stepped forward and punched Shikuu on the head.

"Eh?! Pain QAQ..."

"I said you, why don't you call us if you are in trouble?"

"There is no need to trouble the king for this matter..."

Shi Bean smiled, stood up and leaned against the bed, light was flowing in his light-colored eyes.

"I'm sorry, King."

Zhou Fang's face softened a little: "Who beat you up?"

The boy raised his eyes and smiled slightly, "I don't know either."

The atmosphere was tense, Kusanagi reached out his hands helplessly to mess up the ten bunches of broken hair, turned around amidst the boy's awkward laughter, looked at those dark golden eyes for a moment, and then walked out of the ward.

Are you saying leave it to him, that kind of look?

Zhou Fangzun looked irritably at the smear of gold that disappeared at the door, and out of some emotion, he kicked on the side of the hospital bed, causing Shiji to open his eyes wide in shock.

"king?"

"...fine."

It's kind of annoying, that kind of eyes that are ready to take on everything.

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... After all, why are you angry?

Kusanagi, who had just closed the door, said that hearing the sound of kicking the bed gave her a headache. Even though she has been with Zhou Fangzun for a total of eight or nine years, her king always looks lazy and indifferent, and the expression of joy and anger Sadness still makes him ignorant.

"Kusanagi-kun?"

"Ah, Xiaoshi... Keke Ashima-kun, why did you come to the hospital?"

Kusanagi waved his hand a little stiffly.

Seri Awashima stared at the person opposite with some doubts, and then nodded: "Since it is a brawl that happened in the academy, our student union can't just sit idly by and send representatives to condolences to the injured today. You explain it here. ..Zhou Fangzun is also inside, right?"

"Hey, what's the connection between this..."

He suddenly felt a little incompetent, "Zun is indeed inside, did you cause trouble?"

"No, we have no right to interfere with Zhou Fangjun's personal freedom."

The blue-haired boy who came from behind suddenly interjected, and a pair of bony hands stretched out in front of Kusanagi:

"Student Council President Reiji Munakata, first meeting, Kusanagi-kun."

"This is also a great name that I have admired for a long time, Munakata-kun."

Kusanagi curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes under the glasses were dim.

——Finally we meet again, Reiji Munakata.

For the person in front of him, Kusanagi should feel guilty.After the fall of King Red's sword of kingship, Barbara seldom interacted with S4, and the number of times he met King Qing was even more rare.

King Qing personally executed King Chi, this is a fact that everyone has seen with their own eyes.

But only Kusanagi knew that as a sword, he flinched from the beginning, and he didn't accumulate enough courage to fulfill his responsibility as a sword.If King Qing is the murderer who killed King Red, then...

...Probably, he was the main factor that forced King Qing to raise his sword.

——Do it all over again, what should I do?

"Kusanagi-kun?"

"Ah, sorry."

Kusanagi naturally let go of his clasped hands, sideways out of the way.

"Then please come in first, I still have business, so I won't accompany you."

<<

【Jingle Bell--】

"Welcome... It's Zun, how is it?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Fang sat down silently, and looked sideways at the blond bar owner behind the bar.

"Ten bundles of injuries?"

"...doctors say he'll be out of the hospital in a week."

"Fortunately..." Kusanagi breathed a sigh of relief, "In the future, I need to protect that brat a little bit more. I don't have much combat power, but I still insist on pestering a bunch of enemies to respect you."

"...trouble."

"Don't say that, Zun, aren't you happy to have an extra partner? You always have a vicious look, and everyone who wants to get close to you is scared away."

"..."

——You are the one who enjoys it.

Zhou Fangzun closed his eyes silently, and the Jingdu tone that the other party always picked up at the end was obviously much more excited than usual.

Forget it, that's fine.

The future red-haired king raised a very invisible arc on his lips, and went upstairs amidst the complaints of the people behind him, "I respect you, at least you have to listen to the end of the sentence..." and walked straight into the unique His room - close the door, sleep.

Kusanagi: "..."

Well, forget it.

He helplessly straightened the glasses frame that had fallen to the bridge of his nose, and looked sideways at another brand new sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

——Next week is Jushu’s birthday.

Originally, I wanted to discuss related matters with Zun, but with his personality, it is really not an ordinary difficulty to get him to give a suitable birthday gift...

Kusanagi shrugged, bowed and took out a wooden box from under the wine cabinet behind him, carefully placing it on the bar.

Inside is a guitar.

The whole body of the guitar is made of wood, the dark red color is very reassuring, and every string is filled with Jazz fragrance.In this high-tech era with terminals, a wooden guitar is too simple, but Kusanagi believes that Toku will like it.

[I like to try everything~]

......

[At the crossroads of thousands crossing,

we meet each other,

Those days of laughing and playing together...]

The song I remember in my memory was also played by the teenager with the same guitar.

Kusanagi felt a little lucky at the moment. When he came back from grocery shopping, he accidentally caught a glimpse of this guitar placed on the counter of a store, so he bought it.Looking at the decaying scene of that shop, maybe it would have closed down one step later.

Those most cherished memories, I really, really want to experience them again.

[No Blood! No Bone! No Ash! ]

—Here is his most important partner.

[Heh, dare to hold my hand? ]

— There is a king for whom he is willing to pay.

Kusanagi smiled lightly, wrote the words 'Ten Bunches of Tatara' on the wooden box, and put it back under the wine cabinet.

Barbara is his home.

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The three-day countdown until Shishu was discharged from the hospital, Kusanagi was in a bad mood