beach

Beautiful beach, golden beach.

The golden sand spreads flat like a brocade forging along the entire border between the sea and the land, and there are some colorful shells lying quietly there in the middle, as if they are mysterious treasures for children. The feeling of stepping barefoot on the fine sand is soft and soft, as if stepping on a soft quilt, it is very comfortable.

On the beach, a group of children wearing only bathing suits let out joyful and childish calls, chasing each other to frolic and run into the distance. The sand behind them is like a golden sand in the sun, jumping and running, and it seems that it will never be able to catch up.

The sand is soft, warm and exudes the scent of the sun. She pampers the dreams of human childhood. Miyako, who was walking side by side on the beach, suddenly raised a piece of sand like a child just now, and hit Du Ping's back. Then the two of them began to play with each other and raise sand with each other, just like the children before them. It wasn't until the two of them finally got tired that Miyako was finally caught up by Du Pingping. With a handful of hugs, the two fell together on the soft sand.

At this time, the guests are not yet full. Most of the people who come here early are families with young children, so it quickly becomes a playground for children. Some of the children are collecting beautiful seashells, some are catching crabs with small buckets, some are jumping into the water and splashing water at each other, some are chasing and fighting on the beach, and some are building castles and monsters out of sand.

Dark, pitch black, on a small bed board of only three square meters, a tired Yuo Mishima is sleeping sweetly. It's been a hard time, and Yuo Mishima has never experienced such hard work in his life as he has in recent times.

This is a prison, a prison for felons. The prisoners here are the kind of terrible beings who can spend their lives here. In order to drain the energy and vitality of the prisoners, the prison management prepares the prisoners with very hard labor. This kind of hard work makes it seem as if Yuo Mishima, who has just arrived here, has exhausted all his energy during the day, and the first thing he does when he returns to his cell every night is to sleep.

Yuo Mishima didn't notice that in the pitch-black cell, several twisted, dark bodies were slowly and silently winding around him.

A powerful big hand suddenly grabbed Mishima's mouth from behind, so that Mishima couldn't make a sound from the startled Yuo, and the other big hand pressed Mishima Yuo firmly against the small bed board from behind. Behind him came a rough, greedy voice and the strong, sweaty stench of beasts.

"Don't struggle, little beauty, because it's useless for you to struggle any longer, it will only make me more excited. ”

A big wet tongue that smells fishy, rough, and sticky, wanders inch by inch behind Yuo Mishima's back.

"What a delicious taste!" said a dark voice in the darkness, "freshly as if it had just crept down from the mother's breasts." ”

A very dissatisfied voice sounded from the side, "Don't ramble anymore, octopus!

"You rude fellow!" said the presence of a parade on the skin of Mishima Yuo's body, making a dissatisfied voice, "Don't you know that the prelude to this situation is very important, and sometimes the pleasure of the prelude far outweighs the process!"

Then another extremely dissatisfied, beast-like voice came from the world behind Yuo Mishima, who couldn't see it, "There are still several people in the back row!

A lament, a fishy voice came from Yuo Mishima's voice gently, "Little beauty, I'm sorry, next time we'll communicate slowly and attentively." ”

A huge pain came from Yamamoto's lower body, and the huge pain and swelling sensation in his lower body made Mishima Yuo's whole body tremble. The upper body that was tightly pressed also involuntarily stood up vigorously, and then the body seemed to be emptied of something, and it could only be weakly paralyzed on the small bed board. In the prison cell, Yuo Mishima is like a puppet that has been broken, constantly passing between several dark figures.

The time has slowly entered 11 o'clock, and the beach is slowly ushering in a lot of people. Many tourist projects have already been launched, and the blue water outside the beach is already full of colorful and colorful swimming rings, windsurfers, and people in different colors of swimsuits. Densely covered with this water, it emitted a sound of joy.

The motorboat broke through the calm sea, and behind a long cable, Du Pingping stood on a surfboard with Miyako in his arms, rushing across the sea at high speed, pulling out a waterline that turned over the white waves, bringing great excitement and happiness to the two. Both are quick learners, and it didn't take long for Du Ping and Miyako to be able to complete some simple surfing moves. So they had even more fun, so that the two of them couldn't get enough of it when they came down.

Miyako, "It's so exciting!"

The instructor who drove the motorboat said very sincerely, "You guys are really interested! There are very few people like you who can quickly master surfing just after they have just been exposed to it." ”

Miyako, "Really?"

Coach, "Yes. ”

Miyako, "Thank you so much for your compliment! ”

Not far from the sea, a motorboat passed quickly, and a surfer in a black full-body tight swimsuit pulled the tow rope and followed the motorboat, constantly flipping in mid-air, making all kinds of tricks. This is the kind of gorgeous and beautiful sports action that can only be seen in sports programs on TV, and the impact when you see it live cannot be expressed on a TV screen. Immediately, countless girls on the beach and the sea cheered and screamed. In particular, the young male surfer's perfectly muscular body and bronzed skin attracted the whistles and cheers of countless girls.

What a beautiful, youthful and happy place it is!

Miyako came to Du Ping's side and pointed to the surfer behind the jet ski in the sea not far away.

Miyako, "Look at that guy over there, he's so staked!"

Du fair, "Yes, it's very profitable!"

Miyako, "Are you jealous?"

Du fair, "I don't. ”

Miyako looked mischievously into Du Fair's eyes, "You're jealous." ”

Du fair, "I don't. ”

Miyako happily kissed herself, "Let's go deep-sea diving......! Fair and I swam like two small fish...... It's so beautiful!"

Speaking of excitement, Miyako immediately pulled and rushed towards the tourist spot where the beach was doing deep-sea diving business.

Faint, dark, painful, helpless!

Mishima woke up from a coma, Mishima first hesitated for a while, and then slowly woke up one by one. He is the only son of the Mishima family, and something terrible happened to him at his eighteenth birthday party. When he was crazy about wanting to take revenge on society, a ridiculous and nonsensical incident happened. It is simply impossible for the explosives carefully prepared by themselves to explode.

He is a failure, he is a man with no future, and there are abominable prison darkness events in him that only appear in legends, movies or television.

Dark room, dark single bed, only Yuo Mishima alone. Yuo Mishima's whole body is like a ragdoll being torn, and it hurts everywhere, everywhere. But the pain in the heart is more insane than the pain in the body.

A thick black fog slowly rose in the dark room, and a mysterious person wrapped in darkness, dressed in a black robe with a wrapped head, and a person who seemed to be only eight or nine years old slowly walked through the black fog, as if the black fog was a door to an unknown and mysterious world.

The mysterious man in black came to Mishima Yuo, and under the black robe shrouded in his whole body, only a bright red, smiling and exaggerated corner of his mouth appeared, "My dearest child, my most poor child, what do I see? I see you living in an endless hell, but you are not incapable of changing all this." Do you need a small deal, a deal that can change the fate of your life, and you may have to pay a small price. ”

This is the prison! This is the high-level prison with the strictest concentration of felons in the east!

Yuo Mishima didn't understand how the other party got here. Yuo Mishima's long-along, frenzied, inattentive brain struggled to control his eyes on the mysterious person who appeared.

Yuo Mishima, "Who are you?"

Mystery Man, "Someone calls me Yin Yang Ji." But the name is just a code name. Mishima Yuo, you are a lucky person of fate! Do you choose to continue to live in this boundless hell now, or do you trade your luck for opportunities?"

Yuo Mishima, "What can you give me?"

"It's up to you to give it." ”

When Du Ping and Miyako walked to the cruise ship dock and contacted about diving, the handsome surfer who had performed surfing before was sitting behind a jet ski and docked on the dock. When he saw Du Ping and Miyako, he immediately walked over with a smile.

The surfer, "This young lady, you are so beautiful! am I interested in meeting you?"

Miyako smiled slightly, "Thank you! ”

Surfer man, "It's a pity! Your husband can't match your beauty at all......"

Du Pingping watched the surfing guy's performance and suddenly interrupted his speech.

Du Fair, "Second time!"

The surfer man looked puzzled, not understanding what Du Ping meant, "What?"

"You're an accomplice of that man's liar Yasufumi Terawaki, right? Tell that Yasufumi Terawaki that this is the second time! Don't think I won't know, and I won't be angry!"

Mimiko pulled Du Ping to interrogate, "What's wrong?"

Du Ping glanced at the handsome surfer, "Remember when we saw that person and a liar at that seafood stall last night? This should be his companion. Am I right?"

I don't understand what you're talking about, and what is Yasufumi Terawaki and what is a young director. Totally unknown what you're talking about!"

The surfer struggled to argue. But Miyako's originally smiling face had also turned cold, and she left Du Fair's side and came to the surfer man. A heavy punch hits the surfer in the cheek, knocking him to the ground.

Miyako, "Get out, don't tell me to see you again!"

The surfer got up from the ground in embarrassment, covered his sore cheeks and hurried away.

The back of the surfer man disappeared, and Du Fair looked at Miyako with a smile, "You trust my judgment like this?"

Miyako smiled and cast a trusting look, "Of course! You're a world-class detective of the future." Besides, you are my husband, I will believe you whatever you say. ”

Du Fair put his arms around Miyako, "Don't call those nasty guys and affect our good mood, okay?"

Miyako showed Du a big smile, "Of course, we're going to dive now, I can't see those cute fish right away! ”

Du fair, "And me." ”

Miyako, "Of course, take a picture of us with them!"

Du Fair and Miyako came to the shop that provides underwater diving tourism services, and there are already a lot of people lined up here. This is a very professional submarine diving tourism business point, and there are exhibition boards outside the business point, showing various diving items and fees, as well as various safety precautions related to submarine diving. For example, if you have otitis or ear piercing, you need to explain it in advance. The dive service company also conducts about 30 minutes of relevant training and other work before organizing the customer's dive. So most of the people waiting here are not in a hurry, just constantly studying various dive sites: coral reefs, shipwrecks, and rocky people......

It belongs to the prison's internal clinic, in one of the wards.

Kenkai Kazuha lay motionless on the hospital bed like a torn ragdoll, staring blankly at the white ceiling of the roof. In another cell last night, Kazuha Kazuha, who was vented by another group of rough people, was sent here this morning. Lying on the hospital bed, the spirit of Kazuha Keni, who had been treated by the doctor, was extremely sleepy, but the madness of the flesh was painful everywhere, so that he could never enter the dreamland of no desire and no desire.

A drop of cold, viscous liquid dripped on Kenei's face, and Keni didn't want to pay attention to it at all. It's like Kazuha Kenkai dealt with the men who did dark things to him last night.

Another drop drops!

Another drop drops!

Another drop drops!

……

The dripping liquid has flowed into the mouth of the fist well wind blade that is wide open and cannot be closed. A faint mist had slowly formed in the room.

It's sweet.

It's a faint sweetness, not the kind of sweetness that belongs to sugar, it's another weird sweetness. Kazuha Keni, who was motionless, felt the taste of the liquid in his mouth. A nice taste. Kazuha Kenai looked up with all his might, and saw Yuo Mishima's face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, a delicate, bright red face like a woman.

Kazuha Kenkai was surprised and surprised, "Are you Mishima?"

Yuo Mishima's feminine face began to laugh happily, very, very happy, "hee-hee...... Hee-hee...... You're alive! You're really alive! It's so beautiful. ”

The voice is sweet and beautiful, beautiful and seductive, and it is an absolutely perfect female voice.

Coupled with Yuo Mishima's already feminine face, Kazuha Keni was frightened and shouted as if he had seen a ghost, "You are Yuo Mishima?"

Mishima stood up, accompanied by the mist that had filled the room, showing off his beautiful, slender women's clothes, blood-red women's clothes.

"Mishima Yuo is dead!" the woman's face slowly turned to give a shallow salute in the most orthodox palace maid ceremony, "My name is Mishima Motoko! ”

Mishima gently came to the face of Kazuha Keni and said to him affectionately, "Kazuha Kazuha, my brother, in fact, until today, I didn't realize that it is really good to be a woman!

Kazuha Kazuha suddenly realized something, and shouted, "What are you going to do!Yuo Mishima!Yuo Mishima!Yuo Mishima!I'm Kazuha Kazuha...... Don't ......"

In the eyes of Kazuha Keni, the woman in front of her, who called herself Yuo Mishima, slowly pulled out her organs that belonged to men little by little, without a trace of pain, and her face was full of happiness and sweetness.

After the ugly, soft, and bloody organ is removed, it constantly wriggles in the delicate white little hands of Yuo Mishima, and slowly turns into a hideous and strange bug.

A delicate little hand gently pinched open the struggling mouth of Kazuha Kazuha, and the other hand slowly sent the worm in.

The insect that entered the mouth of the fist well wind leaf writhed, and suddenly completely entered and disappeared. Slowly, Keni Kazuha's eyes began to be confused. Under the skin of the body, it seemed that countless insects began to wriggle, and the body of Kenkai Kazuha began to grow taller and stronger, and finally turned into a huge monster like Roshan, full of muscles.

"Sadako! Sadako Mishima! You're no longer the kind of waste called Kenkai Kazuha from now on. You're Sadako Mishima now, my sister to Yuo Mishima!

The sound of hee-hee hee hee was constantly resounding throughout the prison, accompanied by screams, whistles, and chaotic sounds......

In the afternoon, Du Ping and Miyako found a small shop that specialized in renting tools related to the construction of sandcastles, and began the construction of their great love castle. There will also be naughty children in the middle who come to Du Ping and Miyako to interrogate, advise, and help. Du Ping and Miyako had a great time and didn't lazily slump over the towels spread on the beach like most adults. Instead, they treat themselves as children, unleashing their childlike innocence and having fun to their heart's content.

The time of day is quickly gone. It was time to leave the beach, and the tide on the seashore had begun to rise little by little, dispersing the countless tourists on the beach and engulfing the castle that the two men had built in the afternoon.

In the rays of the setting sun, Miyako leaned on Du Fair's shoulder.

Miyako, "It's a pity! That's the fruit of our afternoon's labor." ”

"It doesn't matter, we will have our own castle as soon as possible." Right, Miyako?"

Miyako, "Yes. ”