Can the original owner of this body even get his hands on such a young child!

In his heart, he maliciously speculated about the past of the Great Demon King, but when he thought of Yingji, who was the same size as Fran, he felt that he seemed to have less malice involved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's all the fault of this perverted body!

After finding a good excuse, good and evil let Fran's little hand pull him, slowly walking through this world, feeling the warm wind across his cheeks, unconsciously, good and evil immersed in this fascinating atmosphere, and even gave birth to a feeling of not wanting to wake up.

What if you were not a ghost......

Squeezing through the crowd and following the ghostly Fran through the alley that no one cared about, Fran was suddenly blocked in the alley where only one person could pass sideways.

"Go and work."

The voice that did not contain a trace of emotion remembered in front of Good and Evil, and stood on tiptoe, bypassing the obstacles that blocked his vision, and Good and Evil saw a mask of life.

"Cut!"

Snorted dissatisfiedly, although Fran looked helpless, she didn't have the intention of letting go of the palm of good and evil at all, but waved it demonstratively in the direction of Qin Xin.

I could see the face of the 'Great Demon King' clearly in the direction of Fran, although it was still the same face that had not changed, but the body of the heart suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"Fran, leave."

Staring seriously at the eyes of good and evil, the heart said.

"Hey! You're ......"

"Leave, Fran."

Hearing the heart repeating the words again, although still very unwilling, Fran still let go of the little hand that grasped the good and evil, and then looked at the 'Great Demon King' nostalgically, and then reluctantly squeezed past the heart's side.

Listening to the crisp sound of the gems on Fran's wings clashing against the wall, Shin touched his head and changed into a mask with a serious expression.

"Who are you?"

Just as I was about to repeat the lie that I had repeated too many times before, my heart asked again:

"Xiao Hei, 'tell', I, you, no, the Great Demon King."

"Who are you?"

What's the flaw? Although I care very much about the 'little black' in my heart, the good and evil find that their hearts are occupied by another impulse, as if someone is whispering.

"Who do you think, who am I~"

deliberately learned the way of speaking with the heart, good and evil narrowed their eyes, only to feel that the voice next to their ears was getting louder and louder, and they listened carefully, repeating two words over and over again.

Happiness.

Yes! I also have the right to pursue my own happiness! That thing that can't be touched because of being a heavenly demon in the past! As long as you can survive as the Great Demon King, you don't have to carry that hellish 'dream' and struggle empty!

What subverts Gensokyo's order - to hell with it!

I just want to be happy! As a person, I am cared for, loved, and live so happily!

Although the heart is still questioning something, good and evil can't be heard at all.

The terrifyingly powerful force began to coalesce, transforming into an evil sword of darkness in his hand.

With a smirk, he stabbed the sword into his heart's body, watching the blood gush out, and instead of feeling the slightest guilt, good and evil had the pleasure of holding happiness in his hands.

Just as good and evil were immersed in the feeling of protecting their 'happiness' with their own hands, suddenly a crisp sound came from his ears, just like what he had heard before.

Seen?

Subconsciously remembering Fran's shining wings, good and evil suddenly became serious, leaned against the wall with his hand, walked sideways through the narrow alley, and whispered:

"Fran~"

The crisp sound was remembered again, and the good and evil who had captured the source suddenly sped up, and projected the dark sword in his hand mercilessly.

When the smoke cleared, there was no disgusting scene imagined by good and evil, but some scraps of metal that were disappearing, and it seemed to look a bit like the coins commonly used in the world.

Realizing that he had been deceived, he instinctively turned his head, and happened to see Fran carrying his heart in a pool of blood, turning around and grimacing, and then relying on the advantage of his size, he quickly drilled into the spacious street, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.