For Kyogokuhiko's little temper that he started for no reason, Dilumudo habitually ignored it, shook the clothes on his hands and put them on his arms, and turned around and entered the locker room.

Ever since he refused Kyogohiko's request to sleep together every night, this one has been throwing at him from time to time for unknown reasons, and it won't take long for it to automatically return to normal, don't worry.

Kyogokuhiko's temper did only last a few minutes before he subsided, he got up and got himself a cold snack to eat, opened the outline he had written a long time ago and began to remember, so much had happened during this time that he almost forgot what he had written.

It seems to be ...... A woman falls in love with a man, and that man doesn't love her, and then all kinds of entanglements and tosses are heartbreaking, referring to various classic dog blood terriers that have earned a lot of readers' tears, and the latest serialization just happened to write about the high of the two abusing bodies and hearts. The tide part,Theoretically, the next thing is a favorite plot such as repenting and kneeling and licking the scumbag.,But according to Kyojihiko's consistent brain hole.,What he wrote in his outline is that the scumbag was obsessed and finally killed by the blackened heroine.,The "beautiful healing" ending was burned to the ground.

Staring at himself and writing at the beginning, "The most terrible murder weapon in this world is love." With such an inscription, Kyogokuhiko unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth to reveal a pleasant smile, humming an unknown tune, picked up the pen placed under the coffee table and quickly wrote down the words that came out of his head.

[Sayoko's face showed a fanatical thin red, "Look at you now, how handsome and handsome you are......" She leaned over and kissed Sato Eita's lips, the taste between her lips was sweet and gorgeous, as if countless cherry blossoms bloomed in front of her eyes in an instant.

She seems to have returned to that year, the young man with black hair and red clothes, stepping on Luoying and walking colorfully, smiling so that his eyebrows and eyes are crooked, not touching the dust, and the remnant sun behind him is like blood, gilding him with a layer of glow.

In an instant, it took away her heart.

My dear, I love you to death. 】

Kyogokuhiko happily imagined the expressions of the poor readers who were bewildered by the plot flip, and happily ate the chocolate-flavored glutinous rice dumplings with snowy skin at hand.

Dilumudo's clothes changed quickly, the modern clothes were not much different from what he used to wear in England, but the style was relatively looser and more comfortable, a simple long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, he looked down at the superman pattern printed on the T-shirt and smiled, and when he went out, he saw Kyogokuhiko holding half of the big fortune in his hand and quickly writing something, and only stopped his pen when he came out, and glanced up at him.

"It's pretty much the right fit." Kyogokuhiko looked at the T-shirt that looked quite loose on Dilumudo, and felt a little nostalgic for his height back then, "I still have a few short-sleeved ones here for you to wear." He pointed in the direction of the wardrobe, "Last year, the new tourist souvenirs that came out in the metropolis were originally intended to be bought back as pajamas." It wasn't until he found out that his body was "petite" enough to be worn as pajamas, that he completely put these clothes into the cold palace.

Dilumudo said, "I see, is there anything else I need to do?" ”

"I'll pick someone up later." Kyogokuhiko flipped through the stacks of letters at hand, picked out one and handed it to Dilumudo, "The address is on the envelope, and when you get to the place, give the letter to a person called Reverse Tsuka Renkatsu, and he will bring the person to you." Slender fingertips swiped underneath the letter, and a vermilion seal mark slowly emerged on the empty paper.

Dilumudo took the letter and was about to go out, when he was stopped by Kyogokuhiko.

"Your face isn't fit to go out right now." Kyogokuhiko chuckled and nodded the tear mole under the corner of Dilumudo's eyes, the strange and distorted power gave him a spell of charm, although because it was a mark left by a fairy and because he was too old, it was completely fused with Dilumudo's own power, so it was very difficult to completely eliminate it, but it was not difficult to cover up the effect of this magic.

"Remember to cry and thank me." Kyogokuhiko knelt on the sofa, tugging on Dilumudo's bangs to make him lower his head, and hung a round jade pendant around his neck, which was engraved with intricate patterns, probably because it was often held in his hand and rubbed, making it look extremely smooth and transparent.

When he carved this jade pendant, he hadn't forgotten Dilumudo, and while spitting on the enchanting magic that the man had made up and down, he carved such a thing with the best jade essence at hand, and it took hundreds of years to give it away.

The jade pendant is engraved with a powerful magic power covering spell, as long as the jade does not leave the body, it can effectively cover the magic fluctuations left by the fairy, specifically for the passive female difficult physique of Dilumudo.

"Thank you." Di Lumuduo smiled and thanked him, and boldly rubbed the little young master's soft black hair, which was beaten down and kissed, and his cheeks were hot in the teasing of Jing Jiyan's "It's really enthusiastic today" and quickly turned into a spirit and rushed out.

The fourteen-year-old boy is the size of a bird. Beast.

Kyogokuhiko licked his lips, walked into the study with the half-seen outline and manuscript paper, turned on the lamp and sat cross-legged in front of the low table, and began to revise the outline, write the subparagraph outline and the update to be handed over to the editor next week.

Punctual delivery never defaults on the quality of the retired teacher, has always been the conscience of serial writers.

On the other side, Dilumudo checked the address and map on the envelope, and it didn't take long to find the place he was looking for - a high-rise apartment called "Demon Pavilion".

After glancing at the outermost automatic door with a little novelty, he smiled and walked to the front desk.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?" The tall front desk in a black suit looks very difficult to get along with, but the tone of his speech is unexpectedly gentle, and there is a bit of shyness in it when you listen carefully.

"I'm going to find a gentleman called Reverse Tsuka Tenkatsu." Dilumudo said, "My lord has something for me to give him. ”

"Please wait." The front desk gentleman dialed the phone and said to him, "He'll come down right away, please come here." ”

On the contrary, the mound streak soon came out, and there was also a woman with long hair and snow-skinned who was very beautiful, and when she saw Dilumudo, she let out a dissatisfied sneer.

"She doesn't like men very much, don't mind hahaha." On the contrary, Tsukasa Rensheng scratched his cheeks, he was a man who looked a little decadent, with very strange patterns on his face, and his tone was lazy and lackluster.

"On the contrary, Mr. Mokasuk." Dilumudo stood up and pulled the letter out of his clothes, "My lord asked me to come to you to pick up a man. ”

On the contrary, Tsukasa Liansheng hummed inexplicably, took the letter in Dilumudo's hand, looked at it, and said, "You wait here for a while." ”

Five minutes later, Dilumudo took a little boy's hand from him.

He finally knew who the exquisitely decorated children's room in Kyogokuhiko's house was for.

"Hello." Dilumudo squatted down and looked at the little boy and smiled gently, "My name is Dilumudo. Audina, ordered to pick you up from here. ”

The boy looked a little uneasy and looked left and right, and whispered, "My name is ...... Hello Takashi Natsume. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." Dilumudo patted his head, feeling like he had gone back to the days when he took care of the sons of his comrades in the Order.

Natsume Takashi responded softly, obediently turned his head and waved goodbye to the other way to the other mound serenata, and left after Dilumudo.

Eight-year-old Takashi Natsume, whose parents died half a year ago, had to live with relatives because of some of his "small abilities", and was not welcomed by those relatives, and was blamed everywhere like a ball. At this time, Mr. Nura, who came from Tokyo and claimed to be an old friend of his grandmother Reiko Natsume, said that he could take care of the young boy on his behalf, and after promising a lot of money as child support and going through a lengthy legal process, he came to Tokyo with Mr. Nora Ryokao, who was maliciously speculated to be his grandmother's old lover.

However, Mr. Nuliang told him that he was only entrusted to take him away, and that the person who really wanted to adopt him could not get away with it for the time being, so he let him live in the apartment for a while.

This apartment called the Demon Pavilion is a recognized neutral zone in the underground world, except for some small monsters that don't have long eyes, no one will risk angering the forces of both the monster and the human side to do it here, for a boy with strong spiritual power, and with a coveted friend account from all sides, it is the best choice for a temporary shelter.

Of course, all the considerations and trade-offs in this are not known to the boy.

Natsume Takashi doesn't have a lot of luggage, only a few bags, most of which are relics left by his deceased parents that he is reluctant to discard, and there are very few things that really belong to him. Dilumudo felt the large bill that Kyogohiko had just stuffed into his pocket, and reached out to call a taxi.

A taxi that exudes a strange and ominous atmosphere.

"......." Natsume Takashi subconsciously clenched Dilumudo's hand and shrank back, his experience was too shallow, but he instinctively felt the danger brought to him by this car, and looked up at Dilumudo, who seemed to be unconscious, he pursed his lips and carefully pulled the corners of Dilumudo's clothes, "Let's change one...... okay"

"Huh? Don't like this one? Dilumudo rubbed Takashi Natsume's hair and said to the driver with a smile, "I'm sorry, we have something to do, so let's not sit down for now." ”

The gloomy driver nodded sluggishly and said, "Why...... Don't sit ...... Why ......"

His voice was hoarse and sluggish, and when he spoke, he unconsciously pressed the car horn, and he was about to pause when he said a few words, and the whole street was filled with the sound of a shrill car whistle, Natsume Takashi looked at the more and more strange-shaped monsters that came to climb the side of the road, and was so frightened that he trembled a few times and took two steps back, and before he could make any other moves, the little monster that had been in ambush for a long time quickly bounced up and pressed on him.

It's so heavy...... The boy struggled in vain to shake off the monster on his body, he knew that his current behavior must be very strange to others, but if he didn't struggle hard, the little monster lying on top of him would oppress him to suffocation.

Why do you have to be me...... The boy threw a small monster to the ground with all his might, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was knocked down by a new one, he could even imagine the pain of the back of his head hitting the ground, and couldn't help but complain a few words in his heart with some grievances, and snorted and pressed the one in his hand to the ground.

However, the imaginary pain did not appear, and he was firmly caught before falling to the ground, "Don't bully children casually." The young man sighed as he said this, picked up Natsume Takashi with one hand, and held the red long with the other. With a sweep of the gun, the menacing monster turned into black smoke and dispersed under this blow.

"No injuries, right?" Dilumudo asked.

Natsume Takashi shook his head vigorously, tugged at Dilumudo's clothes and asked, "You can see it too, right?!" You can see that too! ”

His sudden excitement made Dilumudo stunned for a moment before he replied with a smile: "If it is those monsters, I can indeed see them." He bent down and put Natsume Takashi on the ground and patted him on the shoulder, "There are still many people you can see, but you haven't met them." ”

For example, the lord of his family's evil taste, not only can he see it, but there is also a big piece of it under his hand.

Dilumudo's short-lived distraction Natsume Takashi didn't notice it in the slightest, and was only immersed in the excitement of finding the "same kind", or Dilumudo noticed the abrasions on his wrist and went to the pharmacy to buy medicine to treat his wound, and by the way, he gave him a lollipop when he checked out.

It's still a strawberry-flavored lollipop.

Takashi Natsume thanked him politely, carefully tore open the outer packaging of the lollipop, and stuffed the pink candy ball into his mouth, he hadn't eaten this kind of snack for a long time since his parents died, and it was already his duty for his relatives to keep him fed and clothed, and to go to school, and the precocious boy tried very hard not to add unnecessary trouble to others.

However, sometimes when I see a child about his age struggling to ask his parents to buy an extra bag of snacks or toys, I still can't help but feel envious.

"Thank you!" The boy smiled happily, and his pretty eyes sparkled.

Dilumudo stuffed his luggage into the trunk of the taxi and picked him up with a smile, "My lord is not very good-tempered, but he is a very good person, so I want to get along with him." ”

In the study of an apartment some distance from here, Kyogokuhiko wrote, sneezed, and wrote a typo with a shake of his hand.

Damn, it's really more pleasing to the eye to write the heroine to death.

Thinking about it, the scumbag teacher who had been black all his life threw the half-filled manuscript paper into the trash.