Chapter 2 .4 I'm in Geisha Bunkai CP

Tsuruta is a man in his forties, with a fat body and a white beard. He looked at the young man in front of him and smiled, "Qiandao, the people in Gion have been too busy lately, and I don't even have someone to drink, so it's better for Qiandao to accompany me to the bar." โ€

Xi Deng's footsteps didn't move, "I don't drink, I'm afraid I can't accompany Tsuruda." โ€

When Tsuruta heard this, he reached over and grabbed the arm of the lamp, "Then you can sit next to it." โ€

Xi Deng avoided the side, his eyebrows folded slightly, "Tsuruda-kun, please respect yourself." โ€

"Self-respect? You go with me first......"

"Tsuruda-kun, how did you get here?" Someone walked briskly.

Hearing this, Tsuruta had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and his face became cold, "Aoki-kun." โ€

Aoki walked over with a smile, "Matsudaira was still asking Tsuruta-kun just now, the wine is also warm, why don't you go over with us now?" โ€

Tsuruta had no choice but to move forward.

Aoki glared at Xi Deng and left.

At night, as soon as Xi Den came out of the bathhouse, he met a young boy who was serving Aoki.

"Qiandao-kun, Aoki-kun said that the clothes you sent over today can't be found."

Xi Deng was stunned, "Isn't it just in the box?" โ€

The little boy said, "I just looked for it, and I didn't see Aoki-kun asking you to help him find it." โ€

Xi Deng nodded, "Okay, you go back and rest." โ€

The little boy hummed and walked back, and halfway through, he suddenly turned back to Xi Deng and said, "Aoki-kun doesn't seem to be in a very good mood today, and he drank a little too much." โ€

Xi Deng smiled, "Thank you." โ€

The little boy staggered away.

The mat lamp arrived at the door of Aoki's room, but there was no candle in the room, and Aoki didn't seem to be in the room.

Xi Deng hesitated, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Sure enough, there was no one inside. Xi Lamp walked in, lit the candle first, and then went straight to the box where Aoki usually put his clothes, and opened it, but the clothes that were obviously placed in it in the afternoon were gone.

Odd.

How could it not be seen.

Xi Deng squatted down, ready to turn it over, to see if it was pressed underneath, but he smelled a fragrance that seemed to be absent in his nose, he turned his head, only to find that there was a small incense burner on the small table where Aoki usually puts things.

The fragrance seemed to come from that censer.

Aoki never likes to use incense, he thinks the incense is pungent, why do you suddenly use incense?

Xi Deng thought about it for a while, but couldn't come up with an answer, so he turned his head and continued to rummage through his clothes.

After a while, he felt his legs go limp, and he sat directly on the ground, and there was a feeling of discomfort in his lower abdomen, as if a fire had suddenly burned.

Xi Deng's fingers moved, and when he gritted his teeth and was about to stand up, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

Aoki walked in, he glanced at the mat lamp sitting on the ground, and slowly walked over, "Did you find my clothes?" โ€

Xi Deng shook his head, he frowned, and barely squeezed out a sentence, "I seem to be a little uncomfortable, I'll go back to the room first, and I'll help Aoki-kun find it tomorrow." โ€

He was about to stand up with his hands on the floor, but a pair of hands fell on his shoulders.

"What's wrong with you?" The hands pressed the lamp back again.

Xi Deng gasped, and he shook his head violently, "I feel a little hot." He tried to push the person in front of him away, but found that he had no strength in his body.

"Hot? Where is it hot? โ€

A hand touched the face of the lamp.

Xi Deng grabbed the hand, "I...... It's okay, I want to go back first now. โ€

The hand easily broke away from the lamp's hand.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Aoki's laughter.

"Kurile, where are you going?"

Aoki put one hand around the waist of the person in front of him, held the back of the other's head with the other, and then slowly pressed the person down with his body.

Xi Deng's eyes widened slightly.

Aoki knelt on either side of Xi Deng's thighs, straightened up and began to untie his clothes.

Xi Deng's consciousness became more and more blurred.

Although Aoki is in his thirties, he has lived a pampered life for many years and has been carefully maintained, and he can't tell his age just by looking at the surface, plus he has a good look, so he looks even younger.

Xi Deng looked at the person in front of him, watched the other party take off his robe, and then leaned down, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that something was wrong.

He smelled the other person's wine.

"Green ...... Mu-kun? โ€

Xi Deng reached out to push the other party.

Aoki grabbed Xi Deng's hand and forced the other party's hand to reach through the hem.

Xi Deng's body stiffened suddenly, he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, Aoki had already begun to rub against him non-stop, and where his hand touched-

"Qiandao, I'll make you very comfortable."

Xi Deng came back to his senses suddenly, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he pushed the person away at once, quickly got up from the ground, and ran out of the door.

Aoki fell to the ground, and he suddenly became angry when he couldn't beg for joy, but he still had scruples, so he just lowered his voice and roared, "Thousand islands!" If you go out today, there's no way I'll agree to Suzuki's thing. โ€

Xi Deng hurriedly turned around, he glanced at Aoki, who was sitting on the ground in disheveled clothes, his eyes were full of resistance, he left in a hurry with a word of sorry.

Now his situation is not suitable to go to anyone.

Xi Deng wanted to go back to the room and endure it, but he heard Suzuki's voice.

"It's strange, where did the Thousand Islands go?"

Xi Deng's feet suddenly stopped.

He changed direction and went straight downstairs.

He didn't want Suzuki to know what was going on.

At this time, the street outside was pitch black, and the mat lamp didn't even wear clogs, so he ran out. There was only one sentence left in his mind - "Don't let Suzuki know".

In fact, he overestimated himself, the fire burned to the back, burned so much that he could barely walk, he put his hands on the wall, gritted his teeth and walked forward, there was a pool nearby, and if he went in to soak in the cold water, it might ease his situation.

But he hadn't taken a few steps before his leg went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Before he became unconscious, he saw a figure in a trance.

***

The young man lying on the bed first trembled his eyelashes, and then slowly opened his eyes, and when his eyes turned from blurry to clear, he also saw the face that was almost close to him.

This face belongs to Morikawa.

There was a faint layer of cyan floating under the young man's eyes, and his lips under the bridge of his nose were pursed very tightly, as if he was not โ–กโ–ก in his sleep.

How could it be him?

Xi Deng cautiously stepped back, but he still woke up the sleeping youth.

When Morikawa opened his eyes, he first glanced at the restless matte, and then slowly got up and sat up. Morikawa raised his hand to cover his forehead, tiredness precipitated in his eyes, and there was tiredness in his voice, "Qiandao-kun is awake?" โ€

Xi Deng snorted, he peeked at the other party's side face, and plucked up the courage to ask, "Morikawa-kun, why am I here?" โ€

"Well, I drank a little late with a few friends last night, and when I was about to leave Gion, I saw Qiandao-kun fall to the ground, and I wanted to send Qiandao-kun back to Aoki's house, but Qiandao-kun grabbed my sleeve and said no, I had no choice but to bring Qiandao-kun back."

When Morikawa said this, he was tired, as if he hadn't slept all night last night.

Xi Lamp also sat up, he could clearly feel that he was a little unwell somewhere, as if he was a little too consumed, and the clothes on his body had changed, not the clothes he had worn after bathing before.

"That ......" Xi Deng wanted to ask Morikawa about last night, but he didn't ask the question for a long time.

Morikawa turned his head and glanced at Xi Deng, his eyes were extremely calm, "Qiandao-kun wants to ask about that?" I didn't expect to have the opportunity to express my feelings for the same sex in this life. โ€

Xi Deng's face turned red all of a sudden, and he lowered his eyes, at a loss.

Morikawa said lightly: "It's okay, I just helped out." โ€

Xi Deng's eyes suddenly turned to Morikawa's hands, which were slender and white, with distinct bones. Xi Deng's face turned even redder, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." โ€

Morikawa smiled lightly, "I'm just joking with Qiandao-kun, but why did Qiandao-kun fall on the street yesterday and feel unwell?" โ€

After he finished asking, he found that the crimson color on the face of the person in front of him had suddenly faded cleanly, and it could even be said that it was a little pale.

"Qiandao-kun?"

"It's fine." Xi Deng looked out the window, it was already dark outside, and he could still hear the crisp and melodious sound of birds, "I should go back." โ€

When Morikawa heard this, he didn't bother with that question anymore, but said: "I asked Qiandao-kun's clothes to be washed overnight, and they were hung in a ventilated place, I think it's dry now, do you want to finish breakfast with me and go back?" โ€

"Thank you, Morikawa-kun, I still won't bother."

***

When Xi Den returned, Gion was still quiet. He crept up to the second floor, and as soon as he pushed the door of his room open, he saw a figure sitting with his back to him.

"Suzuki?"

The man heard the call and turned his head slowly. Suzuki wore his hair draped, his eyes were full of red threads, and his always ruddy face was frighteningly white at this time.

"Qiandao, where have you been?"

"I drank some alcohol last night and accidentally fell asleep in the backyard." Xi Deng kept looking at Suzuki when he said this.

Suzuki sighed, he wanted to stand up, but because he had been sitting for a long time, his leg was numb and he fell. Xi Deng hurriedly walked over, "What's wrong with your leg?" โ€

Suzuki's voice was weak, "My legs are numb." โ€

Xi Den immediately carefully straightened Suzuki's leg and began to massage him again.

Suzuki snorted and slowly leaned his head on Xi Deng, "I couldn't find you last night, I thought you were gone." โ€

Xi Deng's massage hand paused, and then he smiled slightly, "How could I not see." โ€

"I didn't see you last night, so I went back to my room to sleep, but I dreamed that you left with someone else, and I woke up all of a sudden, and I couldn't sleep, so I ran over to see if you were there, how do you know if you are really not there, I just sat here all night." Suzuki lowered his head, his eyes were out of focus, and he was stunned.

"I'm sorry I worried you." Xi Deng's eyes were full of apologies.

Suzuki didn't speak, he withdrew his leg from Xi Deng's hand, stood up, and walked out.

Xi Deng looked at the other party's back, and couldn't help shouting: "Suzuki." โ€

Suzuki didn't look back, he didn't even stop, he just said, "Qiandao, I'm so tired, I want to go back to sleep first." โ€