The empty room -- it was a feeling she had never felt before. The sunlight dimly illuminated the room through the thick velvet curtains, and the fine dust in the air quietly passed through the rays of sunlight.

As in the morning, nothing has changed in seventeen years.

Karene stretched her long waist and sat up with her eyes rubbed.

In order to prevent it from going naked, she covered her chest with a quilt, a habit she had only recently developed, and in the past, even a girl like her would wear her pajamas well. The whole back was exposed to the air, and in this hazy air, it was like a person in an oil painting, which was suffocating.

Reach out and touch it・・・・・・

Sure enough, nothing.

She was still alone in the room.

"・・・・・・ huh."

Lonely sip.

It's not so much anger as helplessness after getting used to it.

The doors were closed, the windows were locked, and they were locked from the inside. Even the sheets were carefully smoothed, and there was no trace of last night. This technique cannot be possessed by non-continuous room killers.

Karen smiled wryly and reached down to pick up her underwear from the floor—the only evidence in the room that it wasn't a dream.

It's been a week since the prom.

After that kid first tasted this kind of taste, sneaking into the night raid or something had become a fixed thing for him these days. The way he climbed in through the window was as casual and natural as a warm greeting to visit Wèn, and the gentle smile on his face that had not changed for thousands of years was not at all like the concubine who came to do that unscrupulous thing while the night was dark and windy, but there was a kind of "honey, I'm back." The man made the pie. I don't even treat myself as an outsider.

It's already come to this point, so I'm so embarrassed!

The girl angrily put on her underwear.

This is actually much better than Karin expected.

At least the kid didn't finish his job and walked away with his pants, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

At least, it is now certain that he had no weapons on him when he was with him.

At least, he waited until he fell asleep in his arms before he left quietly.

But・・・・・・

I'm afraid this is already his limit, right? "Sleeping next to others" is a thing for him・・・・・・

It seems that it is not the same as before, but it seems to have not changed at all.

Why is this happening?

It's obviously your own request, isn't it?

Obviously, it has been decided before, the body is just a thank you gift, and there is nothing else he wants, right?

Why do you feel ・・・・・・ lost?

Karen sighed softly.

Are you still too greedy?

It's so much easier than you think.

If someone asked themselves a month ago if they were willing to please a man with their bodies without any feelings, they would definitely simply reward the other person with a hook on the chin.

Now that I think about it, my actions that day are incredible.

A sucker.

Why do you want to speak first?

I think I'm going to be a frivolous woman・・・・・・

"I was looked down upon by him! He looked down on him! He looked down on him! He looked down on him! He looked down on him! He looked down on him! He looked down on him! I was looked down upon by him!! ”

The girl crossed her legs and buried her head deep in the covers.

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"So wouldn't that look like a jerk・・・・・・"

Bai Mao lay on the table, looking depressed. Sullenly, he pushed the white king on the chessboard forward a square.

"Huh?"

C.C raised an eyebrow.

"It's a foul to send the king, right?"

"That's right." As he spoke, he picked up the black horse and blocked his king. "There are three more hands at most, and you will lose no matter what."

absentmindedly fiddling with the leftover game left by the game with his brother just now on the table, Bai Mao rarely showed a melancholy expression.

At least not to let Lelouch experience the thrill of checkmate himself with his own hands.

"Jerks indeed." C.C nodded in deep agreement.

How much this kid can't afford to lose・・・・・・

"I'm talking about girls." White Fur sighed. "Won't it feel frustrating to leave after sleeping?"

"What do you say?"

C.C sat cross-legged in the chair across from him with a playful smile and took over Kuroko.

"Sure enough, it will."

"When did you care about the woman's opinion?" C.C quipped.

Seeing C.C playing chess, Bai Mao raised his eyebrows.

"I thought we were reconciled." And he withdrew the king quietly. "Compared to that miscellaneous hair, even if you look at it alone, the imperial brother is a hundred times stronger, right? The so-called old doesn't go, and the new doesn't come. ”

"Do you still want to take credit for doing that kind of thing?"

C.C has a whole new understanding of the thickness of white fur skin.

"I don't dare to invite credit, I just hope that Miss C.C can forget the past and live well with the royal brother. You know, always thinking about your ex or something, it's hard for a man to feel bad even if he doesn't say it. ”

After exchanging hands a few times, the king of Ilan had once again taken refuge among his few white sons.

"Didn't you say that you would die if you had three hands?" C.C protested dissatisfied.

"To be precise, there are two more hands. Before you take over. ”

As he spoke, the situation on the chessboard had changed from white hair to defense.

"What would Miss C.C think? When I woke up early in the morning and found that the royal brother was not around? Do you feel like, 'Ahh ”

"If you care like this, you can just sleep with her."

"Hmmm・・・・・・"

The white hair was silent, looking at the chessboard in confusion.

"What are you afraid of?" For the first time, C.C took the initiative in the confrontation with Ilan, and he couldn't help but be excited.

“・・・・・・”

"Didn't you make any promises? Taking advantage of others and pretending to be pitiful, it's really your style. ”

"You still hate me." Whitehair muttered.

"What do you say?" C.C asked rhetorically.

“・・・・・・”

"It's just strange to you, what's going on with that 'want to be responsible for people' expression?"

"Where, where, it's just a simple cannon friend, I just want to be polite enough." The white hair swayed, making a shy appearance.

"Can you do this?" C.C pointed to the collar of the white fur with a smile.

"Huh?"

Ilan touched her neck, grinning as if she were stinging.

"It's normal, take a bite or something." Whitefur shrugged.

"Liar." C.C said without hesitation.

"Nope."

"Liar."

"Nope."

"Liar."

"Not really."

"Take off your clothes."

"No......!!"

Bai Mao's eyes widened and he covered his collar in horror.

"Sister-in-law, don't get me wrong, I, I'm not that kind of person, it's really not good for a girl to be so casual. Yes! You must have misunderstood what you just said, right? I can't be a single person, really, it depends on feelings. In the alley, it was really out of desperation to do that, and you must not want the royal brother to be blown up, right? I don't have the slightest thought about you, sister-in-law! It's just pure admiration! Besides, what should the royal brother do if he does this kind of thing? What would he think? Even if I could forgive us, I wouldn't forgive myself! Really, I'm actually a very traditional man. Now the imperial brother doesn't know when he will come back, and if he encounters him, the consequences will be unimaginable. I'm afraid it's too late. Well, if Miss C.C really insists, then come to me tonight..."

"You don't have to take your pants off."

C.C looked at the white hair that had been taken off half of it in a hurry, and helplessly raised his hand to stop him.

"Turn around."

"New play?"

"You're five hundred years away from seducing me, little ghost."

"Don't dare."

You're also two cups short.

Bai Mao turned around and muttered in a low voice.

The scarred back has recently been covered with many new wounds.

"Anything else to say?" C.C held his head and smiled.

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

It's not pretending to be stupid this time, Ilan really doesn't know what C.C is talking about.

"You only do it in the front position, right?"

"Ah・・・・・・" Bai Mao was stunned, as if he understood something, and scratched his head shyly. "I didn't expect that."

"The so-called man is an animal, but he will be attached to a lot of inexplicable and wonderful 'positions', whether it is a gentleman or a husband, in fact, it makes no difference. Although for women, there is only one correct posture. ”

"Really?" Bai Mao smiled noncommittally and pinned the buttons of his shirt.

"People who simply pursue physical relationships don't care so much about what women think."

"Sure enough, you still can't underestimate the elders・・・・・・" Ilan sat down with a wry smile. "Women are terrible creatures."

"Do you regret it?"

"If only that were the case." White-haired fiddled with the chess pieces.

Regret is never an issue.

Regret means that you recognize the wrongness of your actions, and after summarizing and reflecting, you can find ways to improve. From now on, we will not be in the same pit.

Not regret, but at a loss.

In any case, he could not deny one thing - he was addicted to that woman. The body, the taste, the body temperature, the eyes that did not admit defeat, and the small moan when he bit his lip・・・・・・

Unnecessary dependence on a person.

This is what he fears the most.

"It's so ugly・・・・・・

Ilan sighed, picked up the chess pieces again, and checkmate the Black King.

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ZERO's helmet was placed on the coffee table, Lelouxiu crossed Erlang's legs, and the man in front of him was staring blankly ahead, this person was a negotiator sent here from Kyoto, and he was also the reason why Lelouxiu, who was playing against the white hair, was summoned by the fan roar.

He didn't get any valid information from this guy, and he didn't seem to be told any details, just a dead man. But in fact, in the current situation, there is no need for him to provide any more information. The arrival of this day is nothing more than planned.

Long before the establishment of the autonomous region, the brothers had already planned to this step.

A quick scan of the telegram in his hand brought a chilling smile to Lelousau's face.

Finally got started? Sister Huang?

Then, it is finally time to determine life and death.

Six in Kyoto.

The undead of Japan.

Your mission is over.

With humiliation, perish in the old world.