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Mr. Corazon...?

This is a person's name?Why does it sound so weird?

Maintaining the rigid posture of being immobilized by someone holding a knife against a vital position from behind, I silently twitched the corners of my eyes, and after a while, I cautiously said, "That——"

After a pause, I discussed in a good voice, "If there is no problem, can you move the knife away?"

Now is not the time to worry about the name, the most urgent thing is the murder weapon on the neck.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could vaguely see a fluffy jet black. Although I don't know what the condition of the furry blackness is, I think that the 'Mr. Corazon' hiding behind him should... be reasonable?

He didn't kill immediately. I don't think this gentleman, who can't see his face for the time being, should not be the kind of character who would kill everyone without asking questions.

……

The other party really didn't take any further action, and of course he didn't immediately remove the murder weapon that was pressing on the other person's neck. He just asked the kid again to confirm, "Luo, did she do anything to you?"

Before the little ghost answered, my head was full of black lines. What are you talking about?

In order not to let myself be charged with all kinds of strange charges for no reason, causing my innocence and reputation to be ruined, I endured and endured and finally couldn't help it. I opened my mouth to argue, "What can I do to a brat!"

I raised my hand while talking, and I didn’t care whether it would misunderstand the people behind me. I acted like a rebel, pointed my fingertips at the one under the quilt, and moaned indignantly, "One looks thin The brat is still sick, what can I do to him, tell me?"

Hearing my protest, the skinny bear kid suddenly had veins on his forehead, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what he saw in an instant, and his eyes suddenly changed, "Mr. Corazon..."

The kid quickly got up from the bed, ran forward in a hurry, and yelled, "Your clothes are burning——"

"Eh?" The man standing behind made an unknown short sound first, and after a few seconds, he suddenly increased the volume, his tone panicked, "Ehhh?"

Before the little ghost ran to the front, the man behind made a fuss by himself, "Ehhhhhh?"

"My clothes are on fire—"

There were a few screams in panic, and then there was a muffled sound of touching, vaguely as if something fell heavily on the ground, and a small gust of air flowed along the way.

Ji... The corners of my eyes and mouth twitched at the same time, and I slowly turned my head to look behind me, not knowing what to say.

Before the chaos happened just now, the knife on the back of the neck had already been removed one step at a time, and that man... well~ Sure enough, he was quite reasonable, right?

Although a little silly.

……

The first thing that catches the eye is a clump, really a clump of... dark, bulbous feathers.

Then, after careful identification, it can be found that it is actually a black feather cloak, but because it is too fluffy, most of the body/figure of the person wearing it is covered, so it is a lump at first glance.

The other thing is... it really burned, ╮(╯﹏╰)╭.

On the hem of the black-feathered cloak, a few flames jumped happily on it, and the golden-red sparks wrapped around the flammable black feathers and spread rapidly, and the burning smoke curled up with an unstoppable momentum.

And the man lay face down, like a trampled frog, with no face visible, only a light blond hair on the back of his head.

This situation——— I silently figured it out, and I immediately drew a black line secretly. This situation seems to be... the black feather cloak was splashed by the sparks of the bonfire and burned. The man panicked and tried to save himself, but he tripped and fell. Horse party? !

Hey, how did you do it!Less than half a minute before and after, dear!

He raised his hand and grabbed the little ghost who was about to rush forward, ignored his struggling and fierce eyes, and lifted him up to a safer distance.

Then I sighed, stepped forward, tore off the cloak worn on the man, curled it up, raised my arms high and swung it round, and threw it far into the sea.

After completing the action of eliminating the fire source, I turned around, squatted down, picked up a small branch from the ground, poked the back of the head of the golden retriever who fell face down.

The first time I saw this lump, I had the idea of ​​poking it with a stick, like a baby caterpillar wrapped in a plush black feather cloak, poking and trembling.

Now throw away the fluff, he is wearing a shirt full of hearts... But it still doesn't dissuade me, because the back of the light blonde hair is very attractive.

……

"Hey! What do you want to do to Mr. Corazon?!" The kid ran over, gritted his teeth, "Stop you bastard!"

"I'm fine~" The man raised his face tremblingly, with two nosebleeds hanging under his nose, "It's lucky to be saved." He smiled while raising his hand to show a crab claw.

I stared at the man's face with an especially unsightly smile, and the corner of my mouth twitched again.

It's too cruel, or should I say that this man's appearance is too visually impactful~ I've never seen a man wear such terrifying makeup.

The blood-red lip gloss was deliberately painted so that the corners of the mouth reached to the cheeks, and because of the fall just now...

His face was knocked face down so that his nose was bleeding profusely, his forehead was also cut, and it was still covered with dust, perhaps with some ashes from the bonfire, and with the originally very rich makeup, his face was colorful.

He still smiled foolishly and kept comforting the brat.

With a tsk, I stood up, threw away the branches, and stepped back a few steps to let the kid run to the man.

The little ghost ran up to greet the man who had struggled to get up, and when he tidied himself up, he sometimes helped him dust off, and sometimes he picked up the medicine bag that I had previously ignored.

One big, one small, two, looking at it makes me feel happy. Although the vigilance is really low, the scene of them getting along like this is very warm.

After a long while, the man grinned his teeth and held his head, and finally remembered that there was a third person beside him. He put away the off-line breath all over his body, and shifted his gaze a few degrees.

"You—" before the words came out, the man's eyes suddenly opened round, as if he was alive, his mouth grew wide, showing an expression that his eyeballs were about to fall out, "You...you..."

me what?Seen inexplicably by him, I raised my eyebrows, but I didn't want the other party to jump up suddenly, and then rushed over with lightning speed.

……

After stuttering for a long time, the man finally yelled out a complete sentence, "Sister! Miss Sister!" The man was in mid-air, with tears in his eyes, as excited as if he met an old acquaintance.

sister you sister!A blue vein popped out of my forehead, and I was about to lift my foot to kick the person to the sky, when out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the kid standing a little further back.

The kid was looking at me in surprise...

When I met the round eyes of that little devil, and then saw his sick face, I hesitated for a while, and the violent impulse/movement in my heart was forcibly suppressed before it turned into actual action.

It was also a moment of soft-heartedness, and the sound of the wind hit him head-on, bringing with it a huge force.

Under the force, I fell on my back, and then, the man who fell in midair crushed me.

"Sister! Miss sister!"

In the chaotic consciousness with stars in the eyes and tinnitus in the ears, the man's voice fluctuated from far away and near, screaming ghostly while pressing down on others, shit!

Coughing a few times, I just feel that my head is filled with the anger of wanting to kill, who is your sister, Hundan!Don't think that you can pretend to be my relative just wearing a black feather cloak, hey!

Get the hell out of here, your chest will flatten you idiot! (#‵′) Convex.

……

I don't know why, maybe it's... I always feel that the scene at this moment has a strange sense of familiarity, vaguely as if I have known each other, as if it was like this before, Xing Yunru Shui wanted to kill someone while complaining?

Who on earth is it?

Why do you feel relaxed when you think about things that obviously don't have any definite impressions, even if you are angry, it is a kind of soft helplessness?

In the blink of an eye, in the depths of my mind, there is a fleeting moment of auspicious light, but those tiny memory fragments disappear into the sea of ​​consciousness like quicksand in an instant, completely without a trace.

I blinked my eyes slowly, and suddenly found that the accumulated killing intent was also quietly disappearing.

The fragments in the depths of my memory for a moment made me feel as if I was immersed in hot water, and I felt soft and disappointed. The intention to wring the neck of the man on my body without hesitation, like a sandcastle flooded by the tide, melted in a blink of an eye. In a heart full of peace.

It's really strange, even though the person I met for the first time is obviously in an unknown time and space, I have only stayed here for a long time, and I actually feel more relaxed than ever.

"Miss...Miss..."

The man whispered eagerly in his ear, with a strong nasal sound unknowingly in his voice, as if it really happened, he and I were old acquaintances.

But I really don't have the slightest impression. Even though the emotion he showed was genuine, to me it was like watching the fire from the other side, confused and indifferent.

……

After a while, I found that the other party was obviously unable to control himself, and I couldn't calm down for a while, so I had to take action to save myself.

"Get up." I raised my hand with difficulty, pinched the other person's shoulders and pushed him up. I struggled to find fresh air from the shirt placket that was stuck to my face, "Get up first, bastard!"

Don't look at this man's tall and skinny appearance, the whole body can be used as a quilt for me, and he is so strict that he doesn't say anything, he almost suffocates to death, right?

And... this dawdling...

Hurry up and get mellow before I can restrain myself!

Don't think that if I'm not in the mood to kill you now, you can do whatever you want!Even if I suddenly relax all of a sudden without knowing what happened, it doesn't mean that I won't turn my face in the future!

Believe it or not, I will tear you into eight pieces if you get annoyed later.

……

In the end, it was the kid next to me who acted as the savior and saved me from the fire.

While saying, "Mr. Corazon—" he ran over and stripped the man away desperately. Although I was very grateful for the kid's actions, his staring eyes at me were really not kind.

It's like being jealous to guard against thieves, or even a little bit annoyed?

When I was finally able to sit half-sitting and panting, the Mr. Corazon that the kid talked about was already kneeling on the side in a serious manner, and the make-up on his face was messed up by the way.

It was probably filled with tears and snot. I rubbed the steamed stuffed bun knocked out from the back of my head with my hands, and stared at him with dead fish eyes.

The little ghost ran away, and then returned quickly after a while. He took gauze, cotton and a glass bottle in his hand, walked up to the man, unscrewed the bottle cap, dipped the cotton in some liquid that smelled like alcohol, and tiptoed to wipe the man's face. Face.

As a result, the man who had been quiet for less than 3 minutes yelled, "It hurts, hurts——"

"Mr. Corazon!" The kid's voice sounded gloomy, and then he increased his strength in his hand, and as the other party's more pitiful wailing, he stabbed desperately at the wound on the corner of his mouth and forehead.

……

A lot of hectic ensued.

After cleaning and disinfecting the wound on the man's face that might disfigure his face, the kid quickly packed up the equipment, then turned his head abruptly, and said coldly, "Is she Mr. Corazon's sister?"

The gloomy gaze combined with the kid's sickly face made him look extraordinarily frightening even in the light of the bonfire.

"I'm not." Before the man could answer, I whispered, "Maybe it's just a look?"

I don't think there is a fault in the memory, but the strange thing is...

Hearing this, the man raised his eyes but didn't speak. Xu Shi finally calmed down, and there was some uncertainty in the pupils of his eyes.

The face of the man who washed off the blood stains looks much more pleasing to the eye, but the makeup is still there for some reason. Only then did I see clearly that there was a strange pattern drawn under his right eye.

The pattern resembles thorns and an upside-down crown.

With a scarlet grinning mouth... clown makeup?It is the clown who likes to give children balloons in the amusement park.

At this moment, maybe I saw something strange in my eyes, the man suddenly said, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." I shook my head, raised my hand and nodded his light blonde hair. For some reason, I suddenly had a strange idea in my heart, and then blurted out, "Your hair is like the morning sun."

After the words fell, I was slightly taken aback, and then took a closer look at the man, feeling completely confused.

And he also looked stunned, his eyes slowly widened, pupils reflecting the fire, and a trace of grief quickly slid across his eyes.

After a short silence, the man raised his hand to hold his eyes, and the corners of his mouth, which was mixed with scarlet lip gloss, trembled imperceptibly, "I really didn't admit my mistake, it was Miss Sister, you forgot."