[Ghost Slayer] Thorns and Flowers

When the first snow fell in the mountains, Miss Miko habitually carried her bedding and walked to the only room in the shrine with a stove in winter.However, at the moment of opening the door, she silently looked at Oni Wu Tsuji who was writing something, and silently closed the door again.

Sorry to bother you.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about me."

Ever since Amaterasu entrusted the sacrifice to a dream that day, Aoi gritted his teeth and moved the god statue in the winter room to the main hall to receive her daily worship—to be precise, it should be the jealous Amaterasu, as long as he didn’t listen to it for a day When she prayed to her maiden, she would definitely toss about in her dreams, making Aoi feel that Amaterasu is simply an unreasonable little girl.

"How could you not care!"

Raising his voice a little, Kui Wo felt very dissatisfied beside the stove: "It's too much for a lonely man and a widow to live in the same room anyway."

"Too."

Glancing at Aoi who had already started making a bed by the stove, Onimai Tsuji continued to write the manuscript in his hand with his head down, his voice was very flat: "Then what are you doing now?"

"But I think that sincerity is precious, and the price of life is higher."

"..."

"I don't want to freeze myself to death because of some dogma. My God, maybe I can still..."

Subconsciously wanting to say, "My God, could it be possible for me to put a sun in my arms?" Aoi felt a blur in front of her eyes, her mouth was directly covered, and at the same time she looked at the dissatisfied and threatening expression of the young man in front of her. Staring at him, motioned him to let go of his hand: "Sorry, I forgot Mr. Wu Mi, you can't shine the sun anymore."

"I hope you really remember."

"Hey hey, of course I remember."

Aoi looked at him, took the initiative to grab Onimai Tsuji's hand, and even leaned her face against it and gently rubbed it: "Did you feel a little light from the miko of the sun?"

The temperature from her hand may be because she is close to the stove, it is hotter than every touch before.Oni Wu Tsuji's blood-colored eyes slightly deepened, watching the witch who explained what "hands-on" retracted her hand: "Go to sleep."

"Mr. Wu Mi, don't you sleep? You will wake up tomorrow, so you won't be sleepy?"

"will not."

After simply answering the girl's question, Onimai Tsuji turned around and sat down at the desk again, listening to her voice saying good night to him as she got into bed, she lowered her eyes and looked at the manuscript she had written on the table. aside.

It's not that she's trapped, it's just that she never treats herself as a "patient".

He is very afraid of the cold, and likes to stay in bed. Ever since he punctured Amaterasu's thoughts, he has been fighting wits with Amaterasu almost every day.In the past, this kind of witch would have been struck to death by lightning, but I don’t know why today’s Amaterasu obviously doesn’t regard her as a "God Wife". It’s almost like teasing a child. When it arrives, it will respond to her call in the next second.

It's really a good relationship that makes His Excellency Saio cry.

Putting down the writing brush she bought for herself, the girl's breathing gradually became more even, obviously falling into a deep sleep.It's just that I don't know if it's because she's too close to the stove or for some other reason, she looks a little too asleep...

He put his arms outside the quilt and rolled up his sleeves, flipped the cup to the other side with one foot, and turned sideways to expose his shoulders.

Looking at the miko who was sleeping soundly with the quilt in front of her with a complicated expression, Onimai Tsuji stretched out her hand to straighten her up - she didn't know which corner the pillow was thrown by her, and she never got sick in this winter sleeping position. Sure enough, it was Amaterasu's blessing.

After finally stuffing the person back into the bed, Guiwu Tsujiwu paused when he heard her occasional ravings, and watched her sit beside her bed as he grabbed his sleeve.The young girl's appearance is naturally very delicate and beautiful. She doesn't have the appearance of a peerless beauty, but she is very attractive.

The teeth were not painted black, nor were they intentionally whitened.Just like Li Taibai's writing of hibiscus coming out of clear water, it gently emits the constant light like the sun.

Seeing her not knowing why she was grabbing her clothes and rubbing her head against her lap and still sleeping very satisfied, Guiwu Tsuji watched as her hand, which had turned into a ghost claw, slowly stuck to it. on her eyes.

It is not that he has never experienced the emotion between a man and a woman, but now it seems that for the first time he has a stronger desire besides not wanting to die.

The miko of the sun was also named Aoi, named the shortest mantra, so he couldn't explain whether it was a coincidence or fate.

For Aoi, the night is a period of time when the eyes are closed and opened again, but this time waking up seems to be different from usual.

The stove next to him was burning faintly to keep the room warm, and he curled up in the bed in the same posture as the dumpling, but he didn't feel the same cold feeling when he woke up in the morning as in the previous winter.Aoi raised her head in a little confusion, although the room looked dim because there was no light, but Aoi could still see the face sleeping next to her.

It seemed that this was the first time she had seen Oni Mai Tsuji who was asleep, or with her eyes closed.With his eyes closed, his appearance was very different from his usual appearance, he was quieter than before, and he also had a more handsome feeling.

Maybe it's because of the red eyes?Aoi felt that he always seemed to have a very fierce aura.This kind of aura is rare for him, but it is very obvious in the village.

For some unknown reason, the girl cautiously stretched out her hand to touch the man's cheek, and was startled when she felt the cold fingertips. Before she could react, she saw that he also opened his eyes.The red eyes were still looking at him clearly, staring at him for a long time until Aoi felt that his face seemed to be so hot that he couldn't stand it, then he smiled.

"you……"

"Go to sleep if you're still sleepy."

Smelling a little saponin scent at the tip of her nose, Aoi raised her head in a daze, feeling as if she was being hugged, and she froze there with blinking eyes.

"But if you're not sleepy, I'm still sleepy."

"Eh? Why?"

There was no way to get a response at all. The girl felt the other party's icy breath spraying on her ear, and the strength in her hand paused slightly, as if she understood something, and closed her eyes again.

The stove still burns dry wood quietly, occasionally making a slight crackling sound.Aoi closed her eyes and didn't know if she was really sleepy or for some other reason, her eyelids became heavier and at the same time she finally felt that Kimai Tsuji was warming up again.

Anyway, this is really a cold hug, Mr. Wu Mi.