Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

How does it feel when you suddenly reconcile with an "enemy" who has been fighting against each other?

Yayoi Hanano realized for the first time that Rokudo Mukuro could also be labeled as "soft".

Although most of the time he still had a hateful expression that was half a smile but not a smile, his gaze on her was no longer sharp, and he didn't want her to disappear before his eyes as before. I didn't feel novelty when I was fighting against him, and used every minute to observe her words and deeds.

Both of them are seriously learning how to live in peace with each other.

Just a kiss and a hug on the forehead can make the person who was once covered in spikes open his weakness, a gesture that allows her to do anything wrong, so what is the reason for all these years of suffering?

She didn't ask this question, and she didn't mention a word about the past, just like turning over a new and blank page, starting with this moment, and waiting for it to slowly expand, no matter what the final result is, she is willing bear.

The worst outcome would be to break up again.

Of course, due to the habits she had developed in the past, she didn't dare to do too much. She only made small tentative requests from time to time to see how he would react.

The so-called small request is also ridiculously childish.

Bouquets, candies, wreaths, balloons...everything he used to do with other people's bodies, she asked him to repeat with his own body.

Every time at this time, he becomes a little annoyed. It seems that these demands have touched the softest core of him. As soon as the sarcastic words came to his lips, she was only disappointed and looked at him helplessly, and then followed suit with a sneer. , saying that this is the last time, but when another temptation comes, it is just repeating this line.

Because she didn't want to get in touch with Pengo Li of this world, he acted as a messenger in the middle. After she told everything that happened from the moment she saw Bai Lan in detail, she didn't have any other valuable information. .

——Including the overwhelming "line" and the meaning it represents.

Knowing the existence of the line, Liu Dao Mu didn't show any strangeness, but asked curiously in a tone of talking about the weather, "Huh? Then do I have one?"

The atmosphere in the study was particularly soothing. They spent most of their time here. Although Liu Dao Mu didn't return to his own world for more than half a month, they all knew that it was only a matter of time.

He seemed to know what she was thinking, and he never mentioned what she would do if he left this world.

Yayoi Hanano imitated his appearance and showed a fake smile, took the grapes he had peeled and threw them into her mouth, and said vaguely, "How could you have them? That's the reverse value."

If this guy is wired... Hehe, then the existence of "wire" will have to be redefined.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Averting her gaze from the book on her lap, Yayoi Hanano looked at Liudao Mukuro sitting next to her again, she sensed something in a flash, and her casual expression gradually settled.

The scene of the breakup flashed over and over again in my mind, and something that had been hidden for a long time gradually surfaced.

He lowered his eyes, wiped his fingertips with a tissue with a serious expression, and glanced at her inadvertently, "I'm curious too."

The girl opened her eyes slightly, as if she was in disbelief at her guess. When she closed her eyes and carefully narrowed one eye, she saw a dark thread floating between the two, with both ends wrapped around their left ring fingers.

Yayoi Hanano flinched in shock, and quickly removed her ability.

Liu Dao Mukuro, who was staring curiously at the ring finger of his left hand, raised his eyes and saw the girl's terrified expression, and gave her a creepy smile.

***

Realizing that her reaction was too hurtful for a person with reverse values, Yayoi Hanano involuntarily restrained her expression, but when she thought that this person was Liudaokuku, she couldn't help murmuring, "How is it possible... Could it be that 'Xian' Doesn't it represent the reverse value?"

Liu Dao Mu let her look at him curiously, and lowered his eyelids to hide the obscurity in his pupils.

The sweet taste of grapes still remained on the taste buds. After a long silence, Yayoi Hanano suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Do you really think it's all my fault?"

Randomly crumpling up the paper towel and throwing it into the wastebasket, Liu Daowao opened his mouth, and when he realized that what he wanted to say was blocked in his throat, he raised his eyebrows impatiently.

A soft and white palm came into view, and the slender lines on the palm were clearly visible.

Liu Daoku raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his right hand and interlocked his fingers.

"It's actually easy to tell."

The moment "Disqualification in the World" took effect, Liu Dao Mu felt the invisible resistance disappear.

"You can ask those people if they are willing to be disconnected by you and give their lives a chance to start over. Isn't it sure?"

Yayoi Hanano blinked suspiciously, she couldn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but she couldn't help but think of the gravity user who was reconnected by her.

As if she had expected her confusion at this time, Liu Daoku continued unhurriedly, "Those who want to be disconnected mean that they regret meeting you and knowing you. Once they want to start over, It is tantamount to crucifying you as a 'sinner' and thinking that it would be better if you didn't exist."

Yayoi Hanano held her breath and waited quietly for him to continue.

The hands with interlocking fingers conveyed each other's body temperature, and the calloused fingertips gently rubbed the soft and fair skin.

"People who don't want to be disconnected..." Liudao Mu paused for two seconds, as if trying to cover up something, his eyes fixed on the girl's face slightly shifted, and moved to her throat, his tone was extremely cold, " No matter what happens, it is their own decision, it has nothing to do with you, everyone is a pawn on the chessboard, there is no right or wrong, only winning or losing."

However, the line between winning and losing is also blurred, so most of them appear to be delicate draws, forming a situation of "each takes what he wants".

Yayoi Hanano stared at him blankly, she never thought that it would be Rokudaokuku who discussed this issue with her.

Her sharp gaze turned to herself, and Yayoi Hanano realized what she just said——

"……how about you?"

The hand that was about to retract was tightly clasped by him, the thumb turned slightly, and the fingertips slid towards her wrist. He seemed to be feeling the rhythm of the pulse.

This feeling of being in control of her life made Yayoi Hanano purse her lips uneasily, regretting that she asked this question hastily.

She just finds it very strange why someone like Mukuo would trigger the "big love" passive.

When the others in Vengley had just learned how to move forward, he already knew how to use a sharp blade to cut through obstacles, stepping on a sea of ​​corpses and blood with every step.

Unlike spiders and beaters who have no sense of right and wrong, Muku's life is fed and raised by hatred, so that everything that grows from this soil is imbued with hatred, including the feelings towards Vongola. fetters.

How could such a person have the reverse value enough to trigger the passive "big love"?

"...I want to win."

The emerald green emerald reflected his indifferent expression at this time, his vocal cords vibrated a low and hoarse melody, and Liu Daokuo brought his clasped hand to his lips, and left a soft kiss on the back of his white hand.

How can everyone get what they need?He wanted more, the only way he could make up for his past stupidity.

After he no longer restrained himself, those evil desires boiling like magma clamored to act recklessly all the time, and his sanity was in jeopardy.

——[Get out of this world...forever.forever.Don't come back here again. 】

The person in front of him will never know what kind of mood he was holding when he said these words.

Bi was afraid of bringing danger to her and wanted to drive her away, Bi her patience when she was with "Xiao Sheng", Bi she forcibly restrained herself after confirming her relationship with Peng Lie Yushou, and she died when she knew she was greedy and longing for power Pressing down on the surge of evil desire... is more completely deviated from one's own nature than all these.

It was as if after peeling off the flesh layer by layer with his own hands, he directly hollowed out the internal organs.

An evil ghost is an evil ghost, and obviously wants to tear her into pieces and swallow her more than anyone else, why bother to spend so much time pretending to be a person?

Caught off guard, he tugged forcefully, and the dazed girl fell into his arms unsuspectingly, and the body temperature of the two mingled instantly.

The book on the lap fell to the ground, making a dull sound against the dark brown wool carpet.

With the other hand around the girl's slender waist, Liu Dao Mu ignored the hands in front of him and kissed her forehead lightly, his indifferent eyes fell in the air.

"A person with a 'thread' cannot escape your control," he seduced in a low voice, "Why don't you make the most of it? Yayoi."

He turned her hole cards into bait, making her let her guard down completely.

The time stretched infinitely by the sound of silent breathing no longer makes sense.

After an unknown period of time, the resistance from the hands on the chest gradually weakened, and the symbolic meaning was self-evident.

He closed his eyes, and saw in the darkness that the delusion that had been hindered for ten years finally showed its fangs, biting the throat of its prey.

Liu Daoku nodded slightly, and tasted the long-awaited fruit between the gaps between his lips.

***

When Liu Dao Mu left, the value had reached 80.00%.

Without other familiar people by her side, Yayoi Hanano did not feel uneasy in this strange and familiar world, and even bred inexplicable courage.

She didn't leave silently, but came to the tenth generation of Pengelie in this world on her own initiative.

As Mukuro said, it only takes one glance to tell the difference between them.

This man seemed to know what she was going to do, and he knew that he was powerless to stop him. After looking at her for a long time with a complicated expression, he showed a guilty expression, "Sorry, the me in that world..."

"You are not him, you just happen to have the same face and the same name," Yayoi Hanano interrupted him with a smile, "Don't be fooled by Mukuna, in fact, Ganga is very good."

"Ah...um." He pursed his lips in bewilderment.

After saying goodbye graciously, Yayoi Hanano left Pengo Lie's headquarters alone, came to the Fountain Square aimlessly, and sat down on a bench.

Not long after, a wandering painter walked into Yu Guangli, and after he arranged the painting equipment, Yayoi Hanano noticed his vague gaze, which seemed to be taking himself as a model.

There are many people like this, and there are several of them as far as she can see, so she doesn't care.

No matter which world it is, Sicily is a tourist attraction, surrounded by bustling tourists, she quietly stares at the syllable fountain not far away amidst the noise and noise, and the splash of water splashing with the melody of the music splashes around in the field of vision. The fingers on the side tap lightly on the wooden chair with the rhythm.

She knew why Bai Lan hadn't come to her - there were only two ways to leave this world.

Either he takes her, or she copies his abilities.

In the final analysis, these two methods can actually be combined into one.

Under the company and comfort of Liudao Mukuo during this time, she became less afraid of Bai Lan's thread, and Yayoi Hanano still had a subtle feeling.

Loving one person is like liking tens of millions of people. It's a horror story at all, but she has no choice.

Every time this thought flashes across her mind, she regrets that she failed to replicate Kusuo's ability.

Like now.

The sigh that just slipped out of his throat was interrupted by the black and white sketch handed to his eyes from behind.

A long-haired girl sitting quietly on a bench is painted on the A4 size paper. The extremely delicate painting technique clearly presents every detail, as if the author of the painting has devoted all his energy and effort to it.

Yayoi Hanano doesn't understand painting, but she also feels that it should be framed and appear on some more advanced occasions, instead of being held in one's hand as a piece of manuscript paper.

The premise is to ignore the ridiculous and comical crying face in the lower right corner of the drawing paper, and the cute handwriting on the side of the Q version - "Don't be angry~"

"The eyes are wrong," Yayoi Hanano pretended not to look into the corner, and struggled to pick out a fault, "What I just thought didn't make me look so happy."

She didn't look back, but she knew who the person behind her was.

"It's okay." His voice was particularly brisk, "There is still enough time to practice slowly in the future."

Yayoi Hanano thought for a while, raised her hand to take the drawing paper, rubbed her fingertips on the living crying face in the lower right corner, and said calmly, "If I don't copy your ability, are you planning to keep me here forever? ?”

"... Shut up?" He repeated in doubt, and laughed, "Use a world to shut you up?"

The slight sound of footsteps was drowned in the noisy crowd, and the people behind her walked around the bench and stood in front of her, blocking the sunlight falling on her in an instant, and the gray shadow enveloped her like a dome.

Before she could look up, he knelt down on one knee and put his hands on his knees.

Obviously able to be at the same line of sight as hers, he deliberately bowed his waist, raised his jaw slightly, and stared at her with the attitude of a believer looking up to a god.

Hanano Yayoi immediately fell into the soft sea of ​​violets.

The goose-yellow long-sleeved sweater lined his fair and translucent skin, making him look like a youthful boy, no matter whether he was wearing it or his posture at this time, it was extremely harmless.

"If you don't like this world, shall we travel to other worlds?"

The inverted crown tattoo at the corner of his eye was slightly haloed by the sun, and under the fluffy white hair, his eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent shape.

Whenever the gaze falls on her, the luster in the fundus of the eyes is soft and bright, as if imprinting the stars in the sky.

"Just to clear up the confusion in your heart."

Yayoi Hanano came back to her senses and heheed twice in an unclear manner, "Is there anything else you don't know?"

"Guess, after all, the Vongola of the two worlds is too different, I think you should be a little sad," Bai Lan paused, and then seriously added what he thought was important, "I didn't monitor you. The only thing I do is have people report to me while you're gone."

He pointed to the location of the wandering painter that Yayoi Hanano had caught out of the corner of his eye before, but didn't pay much attention to it.

"Although I have been following you since you stepped out of Pengo Li's gate, it seems that you need to be quiet by yourself, and I didn't bother you."

After speaking, he looked at her helplessly like a child who felt that he had behaved well and was expecting praise.

"...Don't talk about the behavior of tailing/stalking so sweetly." She looked at him speechlessly.

Bai Lan hummed obediently, with the appearance of "I know I was wrong".

Yayoi Hanano sighed, and turned the topic back on track, "Are you going to take me to a parallel world in another world?"

"Yeah!" Bai Lan nodded enthusiastically, "Although the structure of the world is the same, if we only pay attention to people, we will find many interesting discoveries."

Although she knew it was impossible, Yayoi Hanano still said, "I just want to go back to my own world."

Bai Lan smiled without changing her face, deliberately avoiding the point, "Don't worry, after a while, you can travel between worlds as you like."

Under his expectant gaze, Yayoi Hanano put the sketch in her hand aside and remained silent for a long time.

To be honest, she was still very excited.

He didn't let her go down the stairs, but directly built a direct elevator so that she could do whatever she wanted.

Bai Lanhui's suggestion actually serves multiple purposes. It can not only please her, but also ease the relationship between the two through the time of travel, so that he has the opportunity to get what he wants.

In front of her, he seemed to be able to give in without a bottom line, regardless of "one" and "only", and would even take the initiative to help her deal with troubles when necessary.

Why would such a powerful person be willing to put himself in such a humble place?He doesn't let the emotions represented by numbers control his words and deeds like she does.

Subtle curiosity emerged quietly, and Yayoi Hanano asked softly, "What happened to us before...?"

He should have a way to remind her of those things, but for some reason, he is unwilling to do so.

Obviously after recalling everything, his starting point will become higher, won't it?Maybe it can reach [-]% directly, so that he doesn't have to waste time and energy trying to please her.

As soon as the words fell, the relaxed smile on Bai Lan's face suddenly froze.

The speed was so fast, Yayoi Hanano even thought strangely, why hasn't this person been broken yet?

As if all the blood in her body had been emptied, Bai Lan's face was almost transparent, and the sea of ​​violets that had bloomed before withered in the memory of the past, leaving only a dead branch and leaf in the end.

A moment later, he twitched the corners of his stiff mouth, his barely audible voice mixed with the disordered breath.

"It's okay...it's over, it's no big deal if you can't remember it."

Yayoi Hanano frowned at the inexplicable weirdness.

The pupils of Bai Lan, who was always good at capturing her emotions, narrowed slightly for a moment, as if a sharp blade was slashed across her eyes.

The slightly bowed waist seemed to be forcibly pressed down by a heavy load, and he leaned towards the girl, and when he lowered his head, his forehead lightly rested on her knee.

Even when those icy cold hands gently caressed the back of her hand, Yayoi Hanano didn't struggle, just stared at the top of his hair holding her breath, quietly catching his voice.

"What occupies this body now are the feelings and memories that belong to 'me'...I am the Bai Lan that belongs to you."

His trembling breathing paused, he swallowed his throat, and forcefully squeezed out the sharp syllables.

"It's really only me...so don't..."