When Dilumudo returned to Kyogohiko's apartment with Natsume Takashi, Kyogohiko scrapped a pile of manuscript paper and successfully wrote the male and female protagonists plus almost all the characters, of course, he also knew that if he really wanted to write like this, the editor estimated that he would have to hang a rope at his door in the middle of the night and cry and ask him to change the ending, so he could only regretfully regard this as a non-responsible extraordinary.

As for the real ending?

The female protagonist killed the male protagonist and went insane, and jumped from the eighteenth floor with the male protagonist's corpse, completely satisfying her dream of having me and me.

They all fell into a pile of meat and mixed together, and who could tell which was which.

Kyogohiko writes things very quickly, especially when writing the healing ending that makes him happy, and it can be said that he writes like a god, and it takes more than an hour to get the editor to be handed over to the editor next week. The ending after the tide plus the tide.

Stretching his waist and rubbing his shoulders and neck, which had been lying at the desk for a long time and somewhat stiff, he yawned and walked out of the study, at this time Dilumudo had already returned with Natsume Takashi for a while, the boy held a cup of warm hot milk and took a sip, his eyebrows were lowered but he could also glimpse the beautiful golden eyes.

"You're very similar to Reiko." With a knock on the head of the boy who stood up in a panic, Kyogokuhiko picked up the thin knitted jacket on his body, opened the refrigerator door and asked, "Do you like strawberries or mangoes?" ”

It took Natsume Takashi a few seconds to realize that he was asking himself, and stammered, "Both, it's okay." ”

"That's the strawberry one." Kyogokuhiko took out a strawberry-flavored popsicle from the refrigerator and threw it to Takashi Natsume, took a milk-flavored one and stuffed it into his mouth and licked it.

A small one is only a few bites, and it looks extremely delicate and delicious.

"Huh...... Thank you......" Takashi Natsume licked the popsicle and laughed out two cute little dimples.

"You'll live with me for the rest of the time, and I'll barely be friends with your grandmother Reiko Natsume." Kyogokuhiko said that although he now looks like a teenager who is not very reliable, the tone of his voice is surprisingly convincing, especially for teenagers and children like Takashi Natsume who can see supernatural creatures, and it doesn't take much effort to accept the premise of "grandma's best friend looks only a few years older than himself", and instead focus on the question he wants to know more, "Can you see it too?" That's it...... Those things? ”

"Of course you can see it." Kyogokuhiko raised his hand and summoned a few low-level little monsters who were bound in the spell by him at some point, and a small group of hairy people couldn't see their hands and feet, and flatteringly rubbed around Natsume Takashi, Natsume was a little at a loss, and carefully touched the long fluff of the monster.

"This is a gift from the world, but cherish it." Raising his head and asking Dilumudo to help him rub his somewhat sore neck, throwing away the popsicle stick in his hand, Kyogokuhiko poked at the dimple on Natsume's cheek, "A gift of a few hundred million." ”

The ancestors have not been mixed with any family with spiritual power bloodline for more than ten generations, but in Natsume Reiko's generation, they almost miraculously awakened their innate powerful spiritual power, this probability itself is very low, and it usually does not have the possibility of being able to inherit it stably, for example, Natsume's mother did not inherit this power, and the probability of Natsume Takashi, who is the next generation, to obtain innate powerful spiritual power, is probably not more than one in a few hundred million.

However, sitting in front of Kyogokuhiko now is the possibility of one in a few hundred million.

Natsume's eyes lit up, and a color of joy appeared on her little face, "Really?!" "I've been questioned since I was a child.,Even the closest parents didn't believe what he said.,Once he was affirmed, he inevitably lost some of his temper.,I couldn't help but lean over half of my body.,I wanted to grab the corner of Kyogohiko's clothes.,But I didn't grasp the balance and planted it in Kyogokuhiko's arms.。

"I'm sorry......" He clutched his nose against Kyogokuhiko's button, his sour nose that made him uncontrollably shed a few physiological tears, and his eyes were red and watery.

The tea-golden eyes were soaked in tears, and a bit of brilliant gilt gold was refined, and Jing Jiyan was stunned when he saw it, and he was inexplicably a little more weak when he was on Di Lumu.

In the hundreds of years since he lost his memory, how many people with similar golden eyes have gathered around him, and after a rough mental calculation, he has a sense of urgency that he must not let Dilumu think about this in the future.

#自你走后, everyone around me looks like you#

"It's lunchtime, what do you want to eat?" Kyogokuhiko blinked, wiped away the lack of heart, raised his eyes to look at Dilumudo's expression without any discoloration, and poked his head to kiss him on the lips.

Dilumudo calmly turned his face, letting the landing point of this kiss shift from his lips to his cheeks, and smiled gently: "Young Master Natsume is still here." "And a pseudo. Teenage children kissing, at most, will make him feel a subtle sense of guilt, in front of a real person. Children's face and a pseudo. Teenage kissing, and at one point he felt like he was going to hell.

"Just call him Natsume." Kyogohiko reached out dissatisfiedly and pulled his bangs a few times, "You are only allowed to use honorific titles for me." ”

"Yes, I obey the order." Dilumudo took Kyogokuhiko's hand and kissed it lightly on his lips, begging the young master to give up and his bangs couldn't get by.

"I'm ......." Natsume's little boy sat up straight and looked left and right in embarrassment, and said, "I'll help with the cooking!" In just half a year, he learned many skills that he would not have been able to, such as boiling water and choosing vegetables, and tidying up the table.

Kyogokuhiko. The four bodies are not diligent and the five grains are not divided. Zero points for life skills. The little young master snorted lightly and said, "Order takeout today, you go and see what you want to eat." He pointed to the take-out list that almost filled the refrigerator, which included dozens of shops from five-star hotels to street taverns, which fully showed how worried Oda Yasuhiko was that this picky young master would starve himself to death at home.

Natsume obediently got up and ran to the front of the refrigerator, standing on tiptoe with his head held high to identify the takeout order, but the moment he turned around, Kyogokuhiko pulled Dilumudo's hair and dragged the person down and kissed him.

Impatient and coarse. Stormy, stormy gnawing. Devouring. Biting, kissing Dilumudo, who was already at a disadvantage because of the sneak attack, dizzy, unconsciously holding Kyogohiko tossing and deepening this kiss, biting the corners of his lips, licking his gums, his mouth was full of blood, he was too addicted for a while, and even when Kyogohiko suddenly pulled away, he couldn't help but send out entanglements from his nose. Mian's soft hum, following wants to continue.

"Natsume is still there." Kyogokuhiko was satisfied with Dilumudo's words, and even more contentedly appreciated the scene where the three-second knight was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a pit and bury himself in it, before turning around and saying to Natsume casually, "Selected?" ”

"Hmm!" Natsume ran back, not noticing the subtle atmosphere between his two new adopters, his face full of child's innocence, "This! And this! ”

He had two lists in his hand, one was a list from a restaurant that Kyogokuhiko frequented, which was decent and tasted, and a colorful list, not a takeaway order, but more like a leaflet stuffed into the mailbox at some point

"Hmm......" Kyogohiko took the list in his hand, only to see that it was written in a large round font, "NEW!" Children's meal hamburger meat! Kamen Rider toy !! "In the lower right corner is the name and address of the restaurant, located in Yonkacho, a distance from here, and it takes about half an hour to get there by car, so it's not a restaurant that Kyogokuhiko has ever heard of before, but for children, Kamen Rider toys are probably more important than what you eat.

"Natsume likes Kamen Rider very much?" Kyogokuhiko rubbed the boy's short brown hair, which was soft as if he had buried his hands in cotton, which was extremely comfortable.

Natsume blushed and shook his head, "Also, I don't particularly like ...... either"

However, there was a child about the same age as him in the last borrowed house, and he received a big Kamen Rider doll on his birthday, which made him a little envious.

It's not that I want any dolls greedily, but I envy the atmosphere that belongs to "home".

The child's careful thinking can be seen at a glance, but Kyogokuhiko didn't break it, just stood up and waved the list in his hand and said, "Then let's do it, I'm tired of eating anything else anyway." ”

Natsume's expression, which had been a little dimmed, instantly lit up, "Thank you, little brother!" ”

Little Brother ...... Kyogokuhiko smiled, pretended not to hear, and turned around and went back to the house to change clothes.

According to the age of the soul, you call my grandfather a little ghost!

Natsume didn't notice it, but Dilumudo subtly groped Kyogokuhiko's mind a thousand times, beckoned to Natsume, and whispered in his ear: "Don't call him little brother next time, just call him sir, he doesn't like others to say he's small." ”

Oh, he's a friend of my grandmother. Natsume's child thought for a moment and nodded seriously, "I'll pay attention next time, thank you." ”

"It's okay." Dilumudo put on a coat for him, and he had the illusion that he had returned to the time when he had raised children in the Order.

But the soft Natsume is much easier to bring than the reckless and weird Oscar.

The divergent thinking knight unsurprisingly heard a cold snort from the inside, followed by Kyogokuhiko shouting for him to enter, Dilumu grabbed a few little monsters running around the ground and stuffed them for Natsume to play, and took a deep breath to prepare for the storm from the little young master in the corner.

Kyogokuhiko's five senses were no less acute than Di Lumu's, and the slightest disturbance in the entire apartment could not escape his ears, let alone the knight's "whispering" that did not have any secrecy.

"Am I small? Well? Kyogokuhiko stood on the low stool in the locker room, relying on the equipment bonus slightly higher than Dilumudo, and successfully made a standard "wall dong", completely imprisoning the knight between his arms, and his rounded and upturned eyes were half-narrowed, exuding a bit of danger that made Dilumudo's back tingle.

It's like being targeted by a hungry and fierce carnivore, and I feel like I'm going to be devoured by the slightest movement, and I don't even have a bit of bone residue left.

"Don't worry, no matter how small I am, I can make you cry." The little young master who was poked at the pain point gritted his teeth, pressed the knight's shoulder and kissed it, his hand slid up from the corner of his clothes, deliberately controlling the frequency of magic exchange, and rubbing it before Di Lumudo could react. Pinch allergies. Feel the waist side of the chest, along the spine. The vertebral piano generally stops down at the tail. Vertebrae, tight jeans tightly wrapped knight stiff. Warped and full of meat. Sense of fart. shares, so that Kyogokuhiko had to move his hand to the front and untie his pants. chain, loosen just enough for a palm to plug. The space that enters.

"It's just a kiss and it's getting hot?" He's ambiguous. Lying on his stomach and blowing in Dilumudo's ear, the poor knight's mind was still unable to return in time due to the impact of magic power. Wheezing. Pharynx, before realizing it, was grasped by a somewhat cold hand. Division. Bit kneading. "You're pretty big?" Well? ”

The thing in his hand is indeed big and hot, holding a heavy lump in his hand, trembling to show its sense of existence, which makes the little young master who has not been able to usher in the development period because of his frail youth so far is extremely dissatisfied, according to his habit all along, he is unhappy, he has to pull everyone together to be unhappy, everyone here specifically refers to now can only be paralyzed. It was so soft that he leaned on Kyogokuhiko, low and dumb panting. A poor knight who couldn't say anything in a choppy.

Kyogokuhiko has lived for so many years, although he has always been a good guard. Body like. Jade, but the theoretical experience is far more than Dilumu, where is the most comfortable, where is the most sensitive. sense, a little temptation to know, fingers flexible hook. It didn't take long to feel the low in my ears. Gasping faster, faintly with a hint of excitement, knowing that the time was coming, he slowed down his movements, and put his thumb against the small. The rest of the mouth fingers stroked viciously. Got and heard the gasp. Suddenly he was raised, and the body lying on his shoulders couldn't stop shaking, and after a while, he heard a very good-sounding, crying moan. Recite.

But it's not good if you overdo it. Someone thought in his heart and said, "...... tonight."

"Sleeping with you......" Di Lumuduo didn't have the strength to speak, his head was a mess, no matter what Kyogohiko said, he nodded indiscriminately, and he didn't know what he had promised, and his mind was full of just thinking about getting rid of it quickly.

And Kyogohiko, who got the answer he wanted, also generously gave him the rest of the little, and fulfilled the oath of "even if you are small, you can cry out of it", and kindly helped the shameful and weak-legged knight to the bathroom that came with the bedroom to rinse it a little, and put on a new set of clothes so as not to be seen by Natsume that something was wrong.

With a towel draped over his head, Dilumudo watched Kyogokuhiko slowly hum a song and wash off the white on his hands. Turbidity, in an instant, I really felt that I had no face to be a man.

I really want to find a crack in the ground and never come out again......