[Onmyoji] Twenty centimeters meet

Daitengu felt his hands were burning hot.

The palm touched the girl's cool and smooth skin, strands of wet hair flowed through his fingertips, and his arms tightly wrapped around his soft waist.The feeling of being attached by a slender girl can easily make any opposite sex short of breath, full of the satisfaction of being relied on, but at the moment his mind is a mess.

No matter how rich his experience was, he didn't know how to resolve this embarrassing situation for him.

Judging by the breath, the girl in his arms is the true deity of Hayakawa Sakura, but this normal person's figure and fully developed beautiful curves clearly tell Otengu one fact: what he embraces is Hayakawa Sakura, It's not Akira Hayakawa.The Hayakawa Sakura he is familiar with is the little guy with a miniature body and a delicate personality, not this beautiful girl with a peachy face who looks full of protection.

So how exactly does it all happen?Which one is her true form?

Recalling the scene just now, Ootengu tried to find a breakthrough from his memory.

At that time, the little girl was crying, and after entering the pool, there was a huge wave of spiritual power in the air, and then...

The big tengu silently pushed the girl who fell asleep at some point, and hugged her out of the hot spring. After tidying herself up in a hurry, she politely turned her head to the side, and carefully groped to wrap the girl up in a clean robe. He carried it directly into his bedroom.

The changes in Hayakawa Jiang's body seemed to have exhausted all her energy and energy. She was sleeping soundly and didn't know anything about the movement of Otengu tidying herself up beside the bed.The big tengu stood by the corridor and shook its wings, and the water vapor on the feathers was easily removed.The big tengu returned to the bedroom and gently closed the small window, the light in the room suddenly became hazy and ambiguous.

Daitengu didn't walk over immediately, but stood by the window, looking at Akira Hayakawa who was sleeping not far away.His eyes lingered on the girl's lying flat body for a while, and when he touched the girl's long, damp hair, he sighed resignedly, and walked over as if in compromise.

Earlier when Hayakawa Tsukasa was drunk, she let Otengu blow dry her hair. At that time, before she could use a towel, the small tuft of hair was dried by herself. After all, the little girl was only about the size of a palm, so the water vapor emitted It's also fast.

But now it's different.

The satin-like jet-black long hair is enough to make all the boudoir women in Heian-kyo envious, coupled with the beautiful and exquisite appearance, Ootengu believes that as long as he dresses up a little and walks around the human territory, he can make those noble men sing and sing sincerely some.But it is not easy to dry this long hair now.It wouldn't be a problem if he just used his demon power, but he didn't dare to act rashly now.

The riot of spiritual power in the air just now made Otengu realize that the changes in Hayakawa Jiang's body may be related to the power control in his body.

When emotionally unstable, Hayakawa Akane may be particularly prone to power riots, but Ootengu knows very well that the girl's demonic aura is extremely weak, and she can tell at a glance that she is an unknown little demon. Perhaps her natural healing power makes her The ability is unique, after all monsters welcome companions who can heal quickly.But this little bit of monster power is not enough to support the changes in Hayakawa Jiang's body, and it is obvious that what Ootengu feels is not the riot of monster power, but pure, sweet spiritual power that makes any monster smell it.

That is the power of the gods.

Then, if Hayakawa Jiang's small body is maintained by meager demon power, then I am afraid that the form shown by the riot of spiritual power is the real appearance of Hayakawa Jiang.And the girl fell into a coma at this moment because she had returned to her normal size, probably because her spiritual power was restricted.

It's not that the spiritual power is not strong enough, it can be said that even the big tengu had to look at the sudden burst of momentum, but it disappeared in the air in an instant, probably someone put a seal on Hayakawa Jiang's body.

As far as Daitengu knows, there is only one person who can do this, and that is Abe Seimei.

As for these secrets about Hayakawa Jiang, Ootengu couldn't continue to guess what, he was not anxious, he chose to wait quietly for Hayakawa Jiang to confess to himself after waking up.

When Ootengu's thoughts gradually turned around, he realized that he had picked up the girl at some point, and was gently wiping her long hair with a towel in his right hand.

"Sure enough, he looks cute when he's asleep." Big Tengu murmured to himself in a low voice, but his right hand combed the hair from head to tail without stopping until the damp hair became dry, with a faint fragrance It was like an invisible silk thread wrapped around his hand.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have thought that Daitengu would be so willing to wipe someone's hair, and then comb it gently with his hands.The proud demon obediently put away the wings on her back, embraced a weak girl in her arms with the most defenseless posture, and let herself be the opponent's knee pillow, her long lacquer hair was scattered on the cushion, like a fairy The hem of the skirt stirred up a lonely heart.

The hand that was stroking the long hair stopped at some point. The big tengu seemed to be a little tired, so he simply changed his posture and hugged the girl completely. The whole figure was perfectly embedded in his arms like a tailor-made inside.Perhaps because she felt someone was disturbing her, Hayakawa Tsune murmured something in a low voice, then subconsciously searched for a heat source, vaguely felt the chest and neck of the big tengu close at hand, and curled the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, like a cat that was full Usually the whole face is buried in it.

Datengu glanced at the girl in his arms lightly, didn't say anything, and didn't refuse, but lightly patted the other person's back to comfort her, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Waking up again, Daitengu was woken up by the unusual heat in his arms.

The sky outside was approaching dusk, but it looked like it was going to rain, and the originally clear sky gradually rolled over with thicker and thicker dark clouds.In the distance, the sound of thunder followed.Instructing Yatengu, who was waiting early, to leave on his own, and by the way, bring the news of a girl staying here tonight to Guhuo. Then Datengu sighed, and took a cool towel to wipe the sweat on Hayakawa Jiang's forehead.

The overdraft of physical strength not only brought about the sequelae of drowsiness, but now, Hayakawa Jiang started to have a fever.

An unnatural blush appeared on the girl's pale cheeks, and her frowning showed that she was not sleeping soundly at the moment.Datengu finally fed a glass of water, Hayakawa Jiang's body temperature began to rise again, and the tightly wrapped quilt was kicked away by her, and she seemed to be not satisfied with the state at the moment, grasping at random with both hands Something pushed out, and finally stretched towards his collar.

Realizing what the girl was going to do, the big tengu quickly put down the empty cup and rushed over. He reached out to control Jiang Hayakawa's wrist to prevent the girl from pulling off the collar to dissipate heat, but when he glanced at it, he found a large piece of white skin in front of him. Just like that, it was exposed without any cover.

Previously, Daitengu only wrapped Hayakawa Jiang with one piece of his own clothes, which not only didn't fit well, but were also extremely loose, and the collar had to be covered tightly with great difficulty.With Hayakawa Akane's twisting, not only the belt was almost undone, but also a piece of delicate skin on the chest was completely exposed, and even the legs were displayed straight in front of the big tengu from the junction of the hem of the clothes.

Unlike the Ibaraki-douji who wandered around looking for opponents all year round and the unrestrained Shuten-douji, Otengu's living habits made his skin whiter than ordinary people, but no one would think that Ootengu's fair skin was different from his own Not commensurate.After seeing how Ootengu harvested the heads of one enemy after another with his wings, everyone was in awe of him, and even his fair skin was praised as complementing his unapproachable personality.

And Hayakawa Akane is whiter than Ootengu.

Beautiful skin like snow, in this dimly lit room, the eyes of Ootengu were burning, and even the heart became hot.

Big Tengu felt that he might also have a fever.

Relying on willpower, Otengu forced himself to look away and put the quilt on Hayakawa Jiang's body, and then pressed the corner of the quilt tightly to prevent the quilt from being kicked away by the girl again.

"It's hot..." Hayakawa Jiang protested a little irritably, and was suppressed after several attempts. She was already in a state of physical discomfort, and now her eyes were red again.Like a child, Hayakawa Jiang is extremely fragile at this moment, and looks like she is going to cry when she is not happy.She didn't understand the torment in the big tengu's heart at this moment, but turned around blindly, until the clothes were torn apart by herself and spread out in the mattress, and then gradually subsided.

Datengu's hand pressing the corner of the quilt began to tremble slightly, without thinking about it, Hayakawa Akane can now be said to be covered by nothing but the quilt.

Then let's not let her lift the quilt, Ootengu told himself this conclusion, and then simply lay down with the whole person, and pressed one side of the quilt by the way, and tucked in the other side cleverly, so that Hayakawa Jiang seemed to be rolled up by a quilt, no matter how she rolled, her body could not be exposed except her hands and feet.

After finishing this series of things, Ootengu let out a long sigh of relief. After a lot of tossing, he also broke out a thin layer of sweat, but he was mentally exhausted so he chose to lie on the spot and quietly observe Hayakawa Jiang's sleep. Yan.

The little white face that was close at hand became more obedient because she was no longer struggling, the two eyelashes were long and dense, and the bright red lips were slightly raised, as if she was dreaming some sweet dream.In a daze, Ootengu turned over lightly, touched the girl's forehead to make sure it was no longer hot, and then closed his eyes in peace.

The moonlight poured down from the window, covering the silhouettes of the two with a gentle veil.

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Sad, I got blisters on my fingers, and typing is super slow.

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