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"Ten Bunches, why did you stop me just now." After walking out of the room, Izumo whispered to Toshu, who was walking behind him. He was a very silent person a long time ago, and even if something really happened or was misunderstood, he wouldn't say anything. It is precisely because of this personality that Zun makes him feel at ease.
The two of them didn't stay outside the room for long before going downstairs, probably because they were afraid that the noise would make Zhou Fang sleep, so they slowed down their steps, and even their voices were deliberately low.
"King didn't want to say it." Ten beams opened his mouth faintly, and he always had a smile on his face.
"Zun's character is like that!" Izumo reluctantly lit a cigarette, took a puff, and continued, "Even if his life is really threatened, he won't say anything." That's why I want to use coercion to force me to speak..."
Izumo knows that Zun is very strong, but he can't help but worry about Zun.
"Izumo-san." Shishu suddenly stopped, and the two stood side by side, his smiling eyes were a little oppressive, "Do you think that if you ask King like this, King will say?" β
Izumo spat out a circle, and his eyes couldn't be seen clearly in the smoke.
"That guy..."Izumo said with three points of helplessness and seven points of doting, "that's the most annoying." β
Shishu smiled and said in a mischievous tone, "I think King is cute everywhere." I'm the one who likes this kind of king the most. β
"Ten Bunches, you thought of that guy too perfectly!" Izumo took two more puffs of his cigarette, he looked at the smoke rings one by one, and the scene of his first meeting of Zun appeared in front of him, and said meaningfully in a tone like an elder reminding a junior, "That guy will definitely shatter your illusion." β
"Izumo-san is joking with me again!"
The two of them had already gone downstairs during the conversation. Homra hasn't opened yet, and there are no customers at this time. Izumo walked into the bar and said to Toshu, who had shrunk into the sofa, "Would you like a drink?" Free hospitality! β
"Izumo-san looks in a good mood?" Ten beams were lying on the couch and looking at Izumo at the bar, "Is it because King woke up?" β
Izumo didn't answer Toshu's question directly, but the smile on his lips was already clear.
"Ten Bundles, why are you so sure that Zun will become a "king"? Izumo asked as he made the sake and asked the ten bunches.
Since the appearance of the Dresden Platen with its mysterious powers, there have been seven kings in their country, each with their own clan, who rules the country together. Nowadays, the positions of the Red King and the Blue King have been vacant, and it seems that the Slate has never found a suitable successor to the throne.
Although Izumo thinks that Zun has the strength to become a king, he probably won't do such a troublesome thing as becoming a "king". That's why he wondered why Ten Bundles were so sure that Zun would become king.
"That, that..."Ten bundles of hands together, their eyes full of adoration, "because King is not an ordinary person, I thought so when I first saw King." β
"Shishu, do you say that Zun's recent abnormality has anything to do with this?" Izumo spoke as if he was thinking of something, and although he thought it was unlikely, he didn't know why he thought about it.
"It's okay, it's okay." Shishu shook his hand and said optimistically, "There will always be a way." β
"That's right!"
Izumo feels that his recent love affair has been too tight, and anything that involves Zun will always make him particularly concerned. Ten Bundles is right, being too loud will not help things at all. Izumo looked down at his hands, he said that if he wanted to protect him with these hands, he would definitely do his best to protect them.
Homra fell into a brief silence. Half an hour later, Izumo handed a brewed red cocktail to Tobune, who was already standing in front of the bar.
"It's a beautiful color." Shishu looked at the wine glass and said in fascination, "It's like King's hair, it's very beautiful." β
Izumo smiled, and he lit a cigarette again, "If you let Zun know that you use the word 'beautiful' to describe him, you'll be beaten to death." β
"In my eyes, King is the most beautiful."
Izumo was taken aback by this blunt confession, and the cigarette in his mouth almost fell to the ground.
"Alright, let's taste it."
Zhou Fang slept very soundly this night, and if it wasn't for Izumo waking him up, he would probably continue to sleep. Being able to sleep until you wake up naturally is a very luxurious thing for Zhou Fang, who has become the Red King. Every time he closed his eyes, he would dream that his power rioted, burning everything around him, and finally waking up in the resentful eyes of his companions.
I repeat the same dream every day, every day.
When the ten bunches are there, he can still get a good night's sleep. After Ten Bunches were killed, he would have seen the nightmare even if he had his eyes closed.
This is not good, since he did it all over again, he will definitely not repeat the mistakes of the past.
"Zun, you haven't eaten in a day." Out of the clouds sat on the edge of the bed with the cooked porridge, and when he saw Zhou Fang looking dazed, his voice unconsciously softened, "I cooked some porridge and ate it while it was hot." β
Zhou Fang's stomach also screamed out at the right time. He yawned lazily and reached out to take the porridge from Izumo's hand. But Izumo dodged Zhou Fang's outstretched hand.
"Izumo?" Zhou Fang glanced at Izumo, and the tail note was deliberately elongated, as if asking what the hell Izumo was doing.
"Zun, you still have injuries on your hands!" Izumo blew on the hot porridge and said with a somewhat gloating smile, "I'll let my good friend feed you." β
"Humph!" Zhou Fang snorted coldly, still with a cool expression on his face, and his golden pupils glared at Izumo very dissatisfied, "Look down on me too much." β
"Zun, I'm caring about you!" Izumo raised his hand and rubbed Zhou Fang's red hair, and said with a smile, "You should also get used to other people's concern." β
"Long-winded!" Zhou Fang turned his head to the side, "I'm hungry." β
"Zun, don't you feel uncomfortable? Isn't it really going to be ruined? Izumo looked at Zhou Fang with a strange expression, "Your reaction is so strange, usually when I mention this, you will be troublesome, and you will be very angry and say that you don't need to care about anything at all." β
Izumo was still talking, but Zhou Fang's thoughts didn't know where they had drifted. Indeed, three years ago, I was dismissive of "care" and "partners", thinking that the care of others was too false, and unnecessary emotions would only become a burden. Whether it's human beings or feelings, it's all troublesome, and all of them want to ruin it.
When did it start that more and more people gathered around you? When did he start to understand the bonds? Why don't you start working for others? Do you have someone you want to protect?
Even before he finally died, he saw the faces of the Vedyloras in front of his eyes, and even heard the neat "noblood!" in his ears. noboneοΌ noashβγ
No blood, no bones, burn a qiΔ to ashes.
This is the cry of Vugora that belongs to him alone.
Thinking of this, Zhou Fang couldn't help but evoke a faint almost imperceptible smile. It seems that the "fate of the king" brought more than just pain.
"Izumo, you're too long-winded!" Zhou Fang interrupted Izumo, "I'm hungry, hurry up and feed me!" β
Zhou Fang didn't mind letting Izumo feed him at all, and he didn't bother to move anyway.
"Yes, yes!" Izumo replied in a loud voice, he scooped the spoon with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it twice, and waited for the porridge to cool a little before giving it to Zhou Fang to eat, "Open your mouth." β
Zhou Fang opened his mouth obediently, and after a while, a bowl of porridge had bottomed out. But Zhou Fang didn't seem to be full yet, and he looked at Izumo with an expression that I still want to eat.
"I see, I'll cook some more."
Izumo got up, and he only took two steps before Zhou Fang stopped him, "I want to eat meat." β
"You're really willful, you guy..."Despite complaining, Izumo was still willing to prepare, "Anyway, you wait here for me." β
Izumo suddenly stopped when he walked to the entrance of the room, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Fang with a smile, "Zun, Shishu may be right, you are probably our king..."
A willful and nonsense king, but we will never turn our backs. These Izumo are not going to say it.
Zhou Fang just smiled and said coldly, "Who knows." β
After eating, Zhou Fang felt a little sleepy again. He yawned several times in a row, looking drowsy. Seeing Zhou Fang like this, Izumo couldn't help but laugh and cry, and couldn't help but tease, "Zun, you want to sleep when you eat, are you really a pig?" β
"That's not bad either!" With a low and sexy voice with a little disapproval, Zhou Fang stretched his waist and continued to sleep with his body on his side, "Izumo, don't disturb me." Also, don't let the ten bunches come over. β
"Got it, got it!" After covering the quilt, Izumo left the room.
Zhou Fang seemed to want to make up for all the sleep he had in the past few years, and slept dimly again. In fact, it's not just sleeping, he also needs to think quietly about what will happen in the future. Although more often than not, he relied on instinct to act, but when he was reborn, he tasted the pain of loss, and that feeling of powerlessness was no longer willing to try.
Zhou Fang knew that there was a fierce beast living in his body. No matter how many times it is reborn, this beast will not disappear. Even if he was reborn, he probably wouldn't be able to control this instinct.
But something important, this time he will definitely guard it with these cursed hands.
When Zhou Fang woke up again, the sunlight outside became dazzling again. He scoffed, not expecting him to sleep all day. And Izumo and Toshu really didn't bother him.
Zhou Fang habitually wanted to smoke, but found that he was wearing a bathrobe, and there was no pocket for a cigarette box at all.
Seeing the style of this bathrobe, Zhou Fang's handsome face wrinkled uncomfortably, and Izumo actually took advantage of his coma to change him into such tasteless clothes.
Zhou Fang, who was addicted to smoking, didn't bother to call Izumo again, he got up directly and walked downstairs. Hatsumo was the only one in the shop, humming a song while wiping down the bar counter, which was so precious to him.
Such a quiet homra made Zhou Fang a little trance-like. He's almost used to the fact that whenever he walks into Homra, it's bustling with activity... Anna would be the first to walk up to him and take his hand; Hatta's noise can be heard even upstairs; The hill must be counting and falling again; Chitose told Fuki Yu about his unfortunate affair again......
It turned out that he remembered the qi qi of the Vedic dance Luo so clearly, and he thought that he had forgotten it a long time ago.
"Yo, you're finally awake!" As soon as Izumo looked up, he saw Zhou Fang standing on the stairs, and after he first raised his hand to greet him, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "This body suits you very well." β
Zhou Fangying's eyebrows furrowed again, he snorted softly, and soon came to the bar. Sit down, put your hand in front of Izumo, look like I'm the boss, and say in a deep voice, "Smoke! β
"Is it okay to smoke when you wake up?" Although Izumo said this, he still handed the cigarette to Zhou Fang, and he lit the cigarette, "Your injury is okay, right?" β
Zhou Fang moved the cigarette to the side of his mouth, he glanced at Izumo lazily, and smiled disdainfully, "I'll go out for a walk." β
"Do you want me to come with you?"
Zhou Fang shook his head, "No need." β
Zhou Fang didn't change his clothes, just walked around the street in a bathrobe. He was already good-looking, and his blood-red bathrobe was very eye-catching when walking on the street. People passing by him would always peek at him unconsciously, but the sense of oppression exuded by Zhou Fang himself made those passers-by who wanted to go up and talk to him retreat.
Zhou Fang didn't mind his dress up at all, and walked boringly on the crowded street. The crowds of people coming and going around him gave him a sense of authenticity, and he was indeed in this world now.
After walking for a while, Zhou Fang became hungry. Just when he wanted to go back to Homra, he saw a familiar cyan figure not far away.
Munakata Reiji.
This name instantly broke into Zhou Fang's mind. Before his brain could think, he was already standing in front of the cyan figure. This cyan figure is the Sect Statue Rite who has not yet become the Green King. At this time, although he was only a member of the Scepter 4 team, he did not change much from him four years later.
I'm really nostalgic, Somi.
Zhou Fang looked at Zong Xiang's handsome face and thought in his heart.
"Excuse me, what's the matter?" For this man who suddenly stopped in front of him, Zongxiang still maintained due courtesy, and he always maintained a rigorous attitude.
Zhou Fang smiled, a very light and light smile. With three points of mockery, three points of nostalgia, three points of weird feelings that even I can't figure out...
"Sect statue!" Zhou Fang looked at the statue and said, "No matter when I see you, you are so boring. β
Zongxiang's good-looking brows wrinkled imperceptibly, and he squinted slightly, looking at the man in front of him. The man had fiery red hair and wore a strange red bathrobe, but that didn't detract from his handsomeness. Red is like the color of zΓ i for him, which suits him very well. What makes Zongxiang care more is the attitude of men. He was sure that it was the first time he had seen this man, but the man looked like he knew him very well. This made Zongxiang interested in men, and it was precisely because of this that he endured the arrogant attitude of men, and did not immediately draw his knife or turn away.
"I guess we're meeting for the first time today?" Zongxiang pushed his glasses, "Don't you feel rude to say such rude things to someone you meet for the first time?" β
"Huh?! Right! Zhou Fang opened his mouth a little indifferently.
Zong Xiang's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this, this man with an arrogant attitude was really unlikeable.
"Please forgive me for being unreasonable!" Zongxiang didn't want to entangle with him anymore, "Say goodbye first." β
But before he turned around, his hand was grabbed by Zhou Fang.
"Munaka, drink bar." Zhou Fang opened his mouth as a matter of course.
The strings of the sect's name of reason broke at this moment, and he angrily withdrew his hand, still maintaining his apparent calmness, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in messing around with a madman." β
Zhou Fang didn't give Zong Xiang a chance to refuse at all, he directly dragged people to the store next to him.
"Is Scepter4 so poor that he doesn't even have the money for a glass of wine?" Raising his eyebrows slightly, Zhou Fang sneered.
Zongxiang himself is also strange, obviously unwilling to be with such a rude wild? p>
Shundu Blind Dan Cong Mi Lu Zhu waved Xin Xuan? p>
After the wine and food were served, Zhou Fang drank it by himself. The statue that was forcibly dragged in by himself was completely left aside. Zongxiang didn't mind, he quietly observed the man opposite. Although men do things very chaotically, they have a strong sense of existence, and they unconsciously attract the attention of others.
"What's your name?" Taking a sip of the sake in front of him, Munakata asked.
"Huh!?" Zhou Fang shook his wine glass, still looking indifferent, "Zhou Fangzun." β
Zhou Fangzun? Zongxiang silently recited this name again! He had a hunch that this man's fate would never be so ordinary. He picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, put the money on the table, and then said to Zhou Fang, "The wine has been invited, so I will leave." β
Zhou Fang didn't stop the statue of Zong this time, he just watched the statue leave with an unpredictable look from others.