Chapter XII

In the end, the matter ended with Yoshida Matsuyo sternly warning the two little ghosts.

Sakata Gintoki looked at Ao Ling, who had turned back into a prototype and was comfortably pulling the water in the pond, and after a while, he reached out and grabbed Ao Ling's tail.

"Ah Ling!"

Ao Ling turned around and saved his tail from Sakata Gintoki's hand, turned his head to look over, and waited for Sakata Gintoki to continue.

"You better think of a way to bring clothes when you are transformed." Sakata Gintoki said with sincerity on his face, "Otherwise, you will be beaten to death." ”

In the past, when there were only the two of them, Sakata Gintoki watched Ao Ling walk the bird countless times unsuspectingly, and naturally got used to it, but now there are civilized people around, and they have to pay attention to it a little bit.

And......

"If you can bring your clothes, we can save money to buy you clothes and fat times and go buy sweets!" Sakata Gintoki said, stood up from the water suddenly, held Ao Ling's two front paws with both hands, and said in a very solemn tone: "Mr. Sakata Ling, for our sweets, please work hard!" ”

Under the brainwashing and indoctrination of Sakata Gintoki, Ao Ling also became a sweet tooth control semi-compulsively - although in fact, as long as it is eaten, it is very delicious in his eyes, especially the humans who are dangling in front of him every day, and the humans who should be on his recipe smell much better than those monsters.

Among them, Sakata Ginto, smells like strawberry milk.

But because Ao Ling has always refused to put humans in the recipe, he can only stare at Sakata Gintoki every day, and then open a carton of strawberry milk to satisfy his hunger.

Sakata Gintoki knew about this matter.

But to say why he is willing to take a predator with him in such a situation, the reason for this kind of problem is more complicated.

It doesn't matter if it's lonely, or if it's an instinctive desire to conquer.

Anyway, Sakata Gintoki actually enjoys this special care from the demon very much, and when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he occasionally sees this demon curled up in a ball, so hungry that he looks at him whimpering.

This made Sakata Gintoki fully feel his sense of existence, and at the same time, it also made Sakata Gintoki feel that he and this demon were really very special to each other.

Because it is precious, because of the warmth of companionship, and because I don't want to be left behind, I would rather die under the mouth of a familiar demon than be separated lightly.

It's probably such a complicated kind of emotion, so that Sakata Gintoki has always had an attitude of great importance and indulgence towards the existence of this monster.

Ao Ling had all kinds of sweets in his mind, and then he remembered the money bag that was given to Yoshida Matsuyo by Sakata Gintoki today.

He suddenly changed back into human form, naked. rushed to Sakata Gintoki's side.

"You spent the money without telling me, and you said you bought food." Ao Ling, who felt that he was donkeyed, felt particularly aggrieved, "That money can buy a lot of sweets!" ”

"But we also owe Uncle Tieji a favor." Sakata Gintoki didn't fool him like before, and while pulling his wet natural roll, he said, "I owe him a lot, so I want to pay him back." ”

Ao Ling was very puzzled, "But I sent him so many people." ”

"That's your kindness to him, it has nothing to do with Ah Yin, but don't worry!" Sakata Yinshi put his hands on Ao Ling's shoulders, "When you grow up and have money, Ah Yin will return all the money to you!" More and more sweets will be given to you! ”

Sakata Gintoki secretly added the agreement of "later" and "grown up", but Ao Ling didn't hear the expectations and faint uneasiness hidden under it.

He only felt that the 'qi' on the little ghost in front of him had become a little weak.

But in line with his trust in Gintoki Sakata, he still nodded.

"Then I'll wait."

The natural curly imp, who is insecure and obsessed with sweets, grinned contentedly and changed the topic by the way, "Were you afraid of Songyang-sensei at first?" ”

Saying that, Sakata Gintoki looked at Ao Ling with a serious face, "I can't detect his danger, you are more sensitive than me......"

"He's strong, he's a ......" big monster.

Ao Ling opened his mouth, swallowed the last title back into his stomach very inexplicably, stared at a pair of dark round eyes, and sighed for a while, "He is a very delicious person, but he has no malice." ”

Gintoki Sakata: "...... You're dangerous, little ghost. ”

Ao Ling didn't speak, his whole dog was immersed in the awkwardness of cheating Sakata Gin, and he didn't know how to face it.

He hung his head slightly, and the ears on the top of his head drooped down, looking lost and guilty.

Sakata had seen him look like that many times - he woke up from a light sleep in the middle of the night and saw this demon watching him with uncontrollable instinct and hunger, but wandering anxiously in place like a sleepy beast.

When he came back to his senses, Ao Ling would always show such a look.

He didn't want to hurt the people around him, or rather, he didn't want to hurt humans.

But Sakata Gintoki knew that Ao Ling would have problems sooner or later.

Because since Ao Ling's body began to grow in size, he has occasionally lost his mind.

"Ah Ling, in fact, those human corpses, if you want to eat ......"

"No way!" Ao Ling's expression instantly became intense, "Don't give me food!" ”

Afraid that when he couldn't control himself, Sakata Gintoki stuffed him with some human corpses, Ao Ling anxiously defended: "I occasionally lose my mind, just because those little monsters can't satisfy me now!" ”

Sakata Gintoki looked at him fixedly.

But you're still a demon who cannibalism after all—this sentence has not been uttered after all.

They were speechless for a while, and were finally interrupted by the sound of Yoshida Matsuyo's deliberately heavy footsteps.

"Okay, don't soak for too long, you'll catch a cold." Yoshida Matsuyo walked around from the room and clapped his hands, "Don't ask for old clothes, use them as rags." ”

The two little heads, one black and one white, nodded and obediently crawled out of the pond.

Sakata Ginshi had already put on his clothes, and when he turned his head, he saw Ao Ling with a serious expression on his face, and carefully looked at the clothes that belonged to him that were placed on the side.

Then, after a while, some dark red colors poured out of Ao Ling's body, enveloping his body, leaving only one head outside.

In the moonlight, the scene looks very eerie.

Sakata Gintoki shuddered, and Yoshida Matsuyo looked at Ao Ling in surprise.

By the time those forces dissipated, Ao Ling already had a costume that was exactly the same as the one in front of him.

Sakata didn't know whether to be surprised by Ao Ling's efficiency, or whether he should feel that the strategy of sweets really worked.

Things that can't be persuaded for months, as soon as food is mentioned, it will be done immediately.

Gintoki Sakata was in a mixed mood.

But what Yoshida Matsuyo cares about is not such ability, but ......

"Is Fat Ji on?"

In the face of the powerful big monster, Ao Ling responded, and directly lifted the hem of his clothes, so that two humans, one big and one small, could see his fatness.

After watching the bird walk, I still have to look at the fat Sakata Gintoki: "......"

He felt that this monster was so well-behaved, it seemed to be quite dangerous.

Then they were driven to sleep by Yoshida Matsuyo.

Sakata Gintoki was still a little uncomfortable with such a comfortable environment, and he looked up at the black dog he was leaning on as his pillow.

He reached out and patted Ao Ling's head, "Don't worry, Ah Yin won't stuff you with anything you don't want to eat." ”

The black demon opened his eyes and looked at him, and directly took the back collar of the person and stuffed it into the quilt laid out on the side, and he lay on the side.

Sakata Gintoki looked at his little friend with scarlet eyes open for a while, "But, what if you can eat enough if you eat alone?" Haven't you never had enough? ”

Eat one's fill.

The temptation of this word is too great for Ao Ling.

But Ao Ling also knew that cannibalism would not make him full, it would only make him more greedy and hungry.

Because even Ao Yan said that human flesh and blood, after touching it once, can no longer forget that delicious and moving taste.

Ao Ling felt that he should not be able to resist such temptation, so even if he could see corpses everywhere now, he would not touch them.

He turned his head to look at the words and then buried his head in the quilt, and gradually fell asleep The natural curly imp stood up and walked out quietly.

Yoshida Matsuyo sat in the courtyard in front of the classroom, with some snacks beside him, and was holding a pile of ink-scented papers in his hand, carefully arranging them.

He turned his head to look at the black demon who came silently in the moonlight, and he didn't seem surprised.

Ao Ling paused, simply changed into a human form, and sat next to Yoshida Songyang.

"Do you want to eat?" Yoshida Matsuyo pushed the plate containing the pastry to Ao Ling, and sorted out the paper in his hand by the light on the porch, his tone was still gentle, "It's not good to stay up late." ”

Ao Ling's action as he was about to bite down on the pastry suddenly stopped, for demons, not growing tall means not growing up, and not growing up means being weak.

This is something that is very worthy of attention, especially when it is said by a big monster, it seems to be telling him, the little spicy chicken is still staying up late, and you take jujube pills.

Ao Ling decided not to stay up late in the future.

And he avoided Sakata Gintoki alone and came to Yoshida Matsuyo for the sake of these pastries!

Ao Ling quickly put the pastry back.

He turned to face Yoshida Matsuyo, carefully observed the other party's current situation for a long time, and made sure that Yoshida Matsuyo was in a happy mood and completely restrained his terrifying momentum, before he breathed a sigh of relief and carefully reached out and grabbed the other party's sleeve.

Yoshida Matsuyo was stunned, surprised that this little imp who was afraid of him would make such a move.

"What's wrong?" His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the tense little cub.

"Can ......" Ao Ling looked up at Yoshida Songyang, the other party nodded along with his words, and his long silver-gray hair fell down gently like his master.

Matsuyo Yoshida made a gesture of listening.

“…… Can you give me a little of your blood? ”

Forget about the meat, it will leave a scar.

Ao Ling felt that she was extremely considerate.