Human dimension reduction

The fox shikigami that Ashiya Michiman accompanied Zhang Zi had become more reserved these days.

The specific manifestation is that every time I can't help but kiss Zhang Zi's cheek with my nose, I will quickly back away. After being combed by Zhang Zi and combed into a puddle of fox cakes, I will no longer lie next to Zhang Zi to sleep, but insist on walking away for a certain distance - talk is better than nothing distance, and when Zhang Zi takes off the cumbersome and gorgeous Tang clothes one by one, he will bow his head to lick his fur or focus on a flying bug, instead of curiously getting into the pile full of unique human beings. Limbs spread out in scented clothing.

But this kind of stubborn behavior similar to self-proving innocence can only go so far.

The fluffy big fox still has to donate its belly to Zhang Zi as a sleeping pad, and it still wraps its tail carefully around the fragile human—this is the reason Ashiya Michimi summoned it, if you even take care of Zhang Zi If it can't be done, this shikigami should be ruthlessly crushed into pieces by the master like most of its kind.

Ashiya Michiman never pays attention to his shikigami, nor does he know anything about its behavior patterns, and the only one who can notice the changes...

The young woman with raven-black long hair stroked the fox's neck fur with her fingers, her smile remained the same as usual.

Then, under the gaze of the fox, she covered her mouth and coughed twice, the corners of her lips were stained with scarlet.

Oops, this is really...

Ashiya Michimitsu, who was sitting on the sidelines watching her, skillfully lifted Zhang Zi's long hair, wiped off the blood for her, and brought warm water with just the right temperature to her mouth for her to rinse.

...This skillful appearance of diligently caring for people, if those monsters whose necks were broken by Ashiya Michi's cruelty, they will cry out in grief and indignation.

The big fox used as a pillow honestly used his head to the ground, concentrated on making a soft cushion, and restrained the sudden idea of ​​wrapping Zhang Zi with his stomach.

Two maids came silently with a wooden plate on their knees, knelt down on the ground and bowed deeply, Ashiya Michi stared at them suspiciously for two seconds, and then his eyes fell on the wooden plate covered with satin: "Then What is it?"

And Zhang Zi obviously understood something, and his expression was a little melancholy.

The maid didn't raise her head, her voice was muffled: "A doctor's advice, His Highness Zhang Zi's hair should be cut short regularly, as excessively long hair is an unbearable burden on His Highness's body."

Another maid lifted the silk and satin, and on the wooden plate was a complete set of hair trimming tools. The moment they saw this set of tools, the expressions of Ashiya Michimitsu and Zhang Zi changed...although the reasons for the changes are definitely different .

"Hey... are you going to cut it again..." Zhang Zi lowered his head, pinched a loose strand of long hair, and frowned slightly, "I really don't want to cut it anymore, I also want to be as long and beautiful as them hair."

Ashiya Daoman's fingers moved twitchingly, and he sat silently by the side, but Zhang Zi suddenly turned to him, as if coquettishly complaining to someone he trusted: "Daoman, I also think I can make it longer. ? I mentioned it to His Majesty before, but why didn't he agree? Although it's for my own good, it doesn't matter if you relax a little bit, right?"

The rare and willful Prince Inner smiled at someone he trusted, with bright eyes: "Can Daoman help me persuade that doctor?"

She was in high spirits because of this sudden prank idea, her pale cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of light powder, and her whole body became alive.

It was probably the first time that a Warlock was asked to do something playful with Onmyojutsu. Ashiya Michimitsu paused for a moment, not getting angry about it. The smile on his face was like a mask attached to the skin, pulling away. That kind of intimacy: "If it's a doctor's order, you should follow it carefully."

At some point, the big fox began to turn its head sideways, listening to their conversation with its soft ears. A pair of long and narrow fox eyes stared at the two silent maids, and sometimes lingered on the inner prince and the warlock.

It listened to the evil warlock with blood on his hands say to the princess who rarely expressed dissatisfaction in an almost gentle tone: "After all, it is for Zhang Zi's health. Even if Zhang Zi has heard it many times, I have to say it again." .”

The dark-haired and black-eyed warlock moved closer, the emotions leaking out of those eyes were terrifying for a brief moment, pity and coldness, two opposite things filled his eyes, making this beautiful warlock look like Extremely the Rakshasa who turned into a demon.

"...After all, speaking selfishly, I also hope to be by Zhang Zi's side longer." Warlock said this slowly, and said with a nonchalant smile, "In two days, I'll catch a baby boy for Zhang Zi. , it can be said that this kind of monster can make people's hair black and smooth, which is more effective than nourishing it with honey."

The big fox lowered its eyes, licked the fur on its front paws, and wrapped its tail around Zhang Zi's waist calmly.

hair……

So the hair on those arrows, including the long hair on the humanoid head, were all cut off from Prince Zhang Zinei little by little in the past few years?

"Well, since Daoman said so," Zhang Zi sighed helplessly, and tried to laugh, "But I don't want them to do it, so Daoman can help me cut it, okay? As my obedient In exchange, the story you told last time hasn’t finished yet, what happened to Daoman after he was 12 years old?”

Ashiya Michiman's gaze just happened to fall on the scissors on the wooden plate, and when he heard this request, he instinctively refused: "I've never cut anyone's hair, I'll let the maid come..."

Halfway through his words, he met Zhang Zi's disappointed eyes.

The slender girl has a pair of clear and gentle eyes, and the long eyelashes cover the pupils, like the thin wings of a butterfly fluttering. When she shows her lost eyes, the pair of crow-black wings will slowly hang down, making her This young girl, who was already very ill, was more fragile than ever.

It's like... It's an unforgivable thing to make her feel so sad.

The refusal of Ashiya Michiman was bitten off by himself, he looked at the sharp scissors, and then at the silent Prince Uchiha, squeezed his trembling fingers for some reason, sighed and surrendered: "Okay."

The big fox turned his ears, and noticed that the hand that Ashiya Michimi took up the scissors was empty for a moment.

This is an incomprehensible mistake for an onmyoji who is good at drawing talismans. Drawing talismans is a delicate job, and no matter how bad an onmyoji is, he still has a pair of stable and flexible hands, let alone a top-notch warlock like Ashiya Doman—even if Disagreeing with his behavior, Abe Seimei also admits that his talent in Yin and Yang is rare.

After all, not just anyone can set up a complex formation that even Seimei Abe can't solve for a while.

It was such a sorcerer who was recognized by the peerless onmyojis, but it was rare to miss it.

But this was just a small episode that no one noticed. Zhang Zi fell on the soft fur of the fox shikigami, and the long hair that snaked to the ground was smoothed and aligned by Ashiya Michimi. Holding the scissors in his hand, he cut it cleanly.

With strands of black hair falling to the ground, the warlock continued the unfinished story in a low and gentle voice: "After I was 12 years old, I left home and followed a wandering monk. The monk's age He is very big, and he is quite famous in the countryside. Many poor families hand over their children they cannot afford to him in exchange for a chance to survive..."

"Are you traveling with children? It sounds like a very kind and kind monk." Zhang Zi answered the words sleepily, with his face pressed into the fox's fur.

Ashiya Michimitsu paused, and agreed: "Indeed, that is a kind-hearted monk. Many people say that his appearance is similar to that of Buddha."

This is the first lesson that Ashiya Doman learned from others, the more villainous he is, the more he has to pack himself with a kind and kind appearance.

This monk, who makes a living by selling young children, doesn't have much dexterity in his tongue, but with a kind Buddha-like face, he easily won the trust of the ignorant villagers and promised "although life is poor, but The promise to live well by working hard in the future” took away one young child after another from their hands.

A small number of these taken away children were sold to samurai as slaves, and most of them were sold to Hualiu Lane. Unlike the high-end places like Gion, Hualiu Lane, which is distributed in a mixed area, is dirtier than sewage ditch The wandering girls in the promenade die very quickly, and there are always not enough women as replacements, and there are also many guests with special preferences. The demand for children there is also a bottomless pit-regardless of gender.

The benevolent old monk bought hundreds of children into different houses, and Ashiya Domitsu was the one he was most satisfied with. Look, what a beautiful child, even though he was still young and grew up among the poor and untouchables, Unable to hide the light that belonged to the natural pearl on his body, the old monk wiped off the thin dust all over his face with his rough hands in ecstasy, and calculated how high the price should be to sell him.

Ashiya Michimitsu told Zhang Zi what he and the old monk had encountered on the way to "Youfang" in a steady voice. The story ended with the old monk bumping into the vicious earth binding spirit.

"Although we have only been together for fifteen days, he is my guide on the Yin-Yang Dao. I am very grateful to him..."

A young child subdued his first shikigami with the flesh and blood of a living person, and thus discovered his talent in the Yin and Yang Dao. This may be the only contribution made by the evil old monk in his life... No, it is him The greatest evil committed in a lifetime is not inappropriate.

But when Ashiya Michimitsu poured out the words of gratitude, he was so sincere and sincere that Abe Seimei, who didn't know the cause and effect, felt a bit chilly.

The warlock bent down to collect the hair that fell on the ground, tied it with the silk handed by the maid, and put it in a long box. In the era when gods and ghosts coexisted, hair and nails were often used as props for curses. Pay attention, there is often a special person to deal with these remnants, and with Ashiya Michiman present, the maids naturally handed this box to him.

The big fox yawned and watched Ashiya Michimitsu put the box into his sleeve.

The inner prince who was listening to the story had already fallen asleep in a daze, his eyelashes covered his eyes like butterfly wings, and his breath hit the fox, causing the small tuft of fluff to fall down and stand up again and again.

Ashiya Michiman despises those fat ministers, the nobles who smirk and give mercy are hypocritical and disgusting, and the heirs they give birth to are timid and stupid, not only men, but also women who are surrounded by seasonal flowers and bright silks. They are all empty-headed, and they will pretend to exclaim in the face of things they haven't seen, and they don't forget to cover their lips with delicate fans. These delicate gestures will only make Ashiya Doman feel tired.

But it may be compensation for his past hellish life, or it may be the countless vicious punishments for his excessive cruelty and violence in the past. He will have such a day, in the sunny afternoon, facing the person he has despised the most. The sleeping face of an aristocratic woman was caught in an unprecedented struggle over whether to wake this person up.

Zhang Zi, who seemed to be sleeping soundly but closed his eyes to rest his mind, felt the complex eyes falling on him, and was speechless in his heart.

This is really a tangled and twisted person. While greedily pursuing power and strength, he also hopes to win the favor of the victim. It is quite rare for such a person to break through the lowest moral bottom line, and it can only be found in artificially created Only the world can see it up close, right?

Obviously he was still doing things that hurt Zhang Zi just now, but now he looks soft because of pity for his sweetheart, it's almost like two incompatible people living in the same body, Ashiya Doman who can change the two sides of human nature so vividly It has to be said that it is a wonderful work.

However, I should also be grateful for his weird character of coldness and hesitation, which gave Zhang Zi so much time to think about how to kill warlocks with endless means of life-saving methods. With Zhang Zi's current situation, it is difficult to even lift a knife, and he wants to kill Ashiya Road It can be called a fool's dream.

If only Ashiya Michiman could be a little more infatuated, love Zhang Zi a little more, love her a little more, so much that he is willing to sacrifice his life for her, this kind of love will definitely win Zhang Zi's favor.

With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Zi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ashiya Doman who was looking at her for a moment, then suddenly laughed, then pursed his mouth, as if a little angry: "Daoman usually looks at other people like this Is it? It's too rude!"

The sorcerer smiled at her kindly: "That really wronged me, only Zhang Zi."

Smiling, Prince Nei's eyes gradually became moist, and she lowered her eyes in a concealed manner: "Don't say 'only', when Daoman has a wife in the future, ah, maybe there will be several wives..."

Ashiya Michiman felt a little inexplicably ridiculous when he heard this, and was about to refute, when he heard the other party say peacefully: "...It's like I want to marry someone else, I heard that Kutiao Wenzhen's entry to Beijing is also related to this matter Related, if you can marry the general, it doesn't seem to be a particularly bad thing? The maids said that Jiu Tiao Wen's personality is not bad, Dao Man has met him in person, what kind of person is this?"

Warlock's lips were flattened, and he asked slowly: "Is Zhang Zi looking forward to marrying him?"

"Eh?——" Zhang Zi stretched out his voice in doubt, "I can't say what to expect, even if His Majesty let me stay in the palace because he favors me, but as the inner prince, there will always be such a day, why not say It's great to be able to make a little contribution to His Majesty with a short life, at least I haven't been letting others down."

"Contribution?" Ashiya Michimitsu's expression was a little weirdly distorted. Speaking of contribution, even the Emperor couldn't straighten up in front of this slender Uchirin Prince, right?

"Zhang Zi doesn't need to think about this question, Your Majesty will not marry you to Jiu Tiao Wenzhen." The warlock mentioned the general's name very calmly, without any trace of respect in his tone.

"As His Majesty's most beloved child, Zhang Zi is the one who has the most power to decide who to choose as her husband."

Prince Nei looked at him, buried half of his face in the fox's abundant fur, his eyes were curved into arcs with a smile, like a casual joke: "Then can I choose Daoman?"

Ashiya Michimitsu's heart stopped for half a beat.

An unprecedented emotion that shook his ruthless reason emerged from the bottom of his heart, making him involuntarily start thinking about this absurd possibility.