After pouring out his grief at the smoking gun, Takao quickly seemed to have forgotten what had happened that day.

Once again, he was coaxed by Juntaro's fake apology, and he couldn't extricate himself from his rhetoric, and kept handing over his hard-earned money to Runtaro.

I hope that one day he will be able to get ahead and marry him.

Just like the families of countless gamblers and addicts in reality, they know that it is impossible, but they still have such a fantasy in their hearts.

......

One day, Tamamo House.

"Now, Takao, how about we elope," Juntaro suddenly said on Takao's laplow.

Takao's pretty face changed color instantly, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Juntaro's mouth, for fear that others would hear: "Juntaro-kun, you, you ......"

Juntaro gently took Takao's hand away and said in a low voice, "I kind of understand, in Heiankyo, it's useless to be talented, and it's impossible for a painter without a prominent family background."

"So Takao, I'm so sorry, I can't fulfill my promise to redeem you when I become famous," Juntaro's voice was mixed with sadness.

Takao's eyes turned red and hugged Juntaro tightly: "It's okay, Runtaro-kun, I'll raise you, wouldn't it be good if we were together like this all the time?"

"But I'm not reconciled! Takao, I'm not willing to watch you tactfully under other men every day, promise me, let's elope, okay?"

"We found a place with cherry blossoms and lived together, became a farmer and a peasant woman, and had a lot of children. They would scream to Mom and Dad, and when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, it would be a beautiful scene. Juntaro's voice became softer and gentler.

And Takao's eyes gradually became blurred as Runtaro spoke, as if he had been completely immersed in the beautiful picture painted by Juntaro, but he muttered unconsciously: "But, but." ”

"There's nothing to do" Juntaro sat up suddenly, his eyes showed true feelings, and he held Takao's Rouyi with both hands: "Promise me, okay? Tomorrow, tomorrow night, we elope, and then we will be together forever." ”

Looking at the true feelings on Juntaro's face, Takao finally couldn't resist the bitter pleading of the man he loved deeply, nodded slightly, and meekly pressed his head tightly to Juntaro's chest.

Feeling the warmth coming from his chest, the corners of Juntaro's mouth hooked slightly, and he quietly revealed a smug smile.

Lu Qing suddenly had an ominous premonition, he felt that a scumbag like Juntaro suddenly let Takao elope with him, and it was definitely not for the sake of the two of them being together forever.

Lu Qing wanted to say: Takao, I think there is something strange about this matter.

It's a pity that Takao won't ask him: Lu Qing, what do you think.

Therefore, he can only continue to watch like a spectator.

The next night, Takao didn't bring anything with him, just hung a cigarette gun around his waist. Dressed in gray-black underwear, he quietly avoided the thugs in the Tamamo House and came to the agreed place to meet Juntaro.

Seeing Takao coming as promised, Juntaro showed a bright smile, enthusiastically stepped forward and gave Takao a bear hug, and then took Takao's hand, as if he really wanted to take Takao to see the cherry blossoms bloom.

Everything seemed to be perfect.

Under the moonlight and Takao's happy smile, the two really look like a pair of lovers in love.

......

"Why?" Takao let out a hissed roar as he looked at the man he had loved so much.

Juntaro's still delicate face turned a little blue at this time. And beside him, I don't know when there was a big ghost with a blue face and fangs.

It's not that simple.

"Why? Just because I don't have a family background, I'll never get ahead in Heiankyo!" Juntaro's face gradually became distorted.

"I, Juntaro Abe, am not willing to live like this! So since I can't be a master, then why don't I become a monster!"

"The Great Monster Drink-Swallowing Boy promised me that if I gave him eighteen beautiful women, he would cast a magic spell to make me one of them. ”

"Do you think I took your money to drink the flower wine? No, no, no, no, I used it all to buy the poor women, and I have sent seventeen to the wine-swallowing boys, and you are the eighteenth. ”

"Look at this beautiful face and graceful figure, what a stunner. I think he'll be very satisfied, to be honest, I'm really a little reluctant to look at you now, hahahaha" Juntaro laughed maniacally.

With that, he tried a look at the hideous-looking big ghost beside him, and when the big ghost saw this, he immediately walked slowly towards Takao.

Listening to Juntaro's explanation, something called despair slowly crept up Takao's face and slowly spread towards her heart.

She staggered backwards and reached for the smoking gun from her bosom, the only thing she had with her.

Then, she thought about it carefully, as if she had thought of something, and directly aimed the cigarette holder directly at her eyes, and said sadly: "Don't come here." ”

Although the cigarette holder is not sharp, if Takao really sticks his head into his eyeball, it is very likely that he will succeed in committing suicide.

Seeing this, Juntaro also looked a little flustered, and hurriedly stopped the big ghost's movements, and said softly: "Takao, it's okay." If you don't want to, forget it, it's good for us to live together like this for the rest of our lives."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and slowly moved towards Takao, as if he wanted to give Takao a warm hug.

Takao seemed to be stunned for a while, allowing Juntaro to approach without making any movement.

It's done!" a smile appeared in the corner of Juntaro's eyes.

Just when he was about to snatch the cigarette gun from Takao's hand, and then hand Takao directly to the big ghost.

Poof!

The bronze cigarette gun with a delicate pattern was carved into the emerald green cigarette holder directly into Takao's left eye, revealing only half of it.

Red, white, and all kinds of juice slowly flowed out along the bong, dripping onto Takao's face, body, and ground.

The delicate body, which could not be concealed by the gray-black costumes, just like this, slowly fell like a withered leaf and fell to the ground.

A generation of beauties, fragrant and jade.

On Juntaro's face, there was only astonishment, he didn't expect this woman to be so resolute.

", isn't it just for you to be the wife of the wine-swallowing boy, and not every lady of the wine-swallowing boy will be eaten by him. As he spoke, he kicked the tall tail corpse a few times in hatred.

"Damn, where are you going to find a good one for the wine-swallowing boy now" Juntaro shook his head, sighed, and walked directly into the distance with the big ghost without looking at Takao's body.

How did he know that it was not the fear of becoming a youkai's wife that made this poor geisha so determined, but his words that completely shattered Takao's illusions.

The most hurtful thing has ever been said in ancient times, especially the person you once loved.

In this way, the corpse of a geisha with a smoking gun in his eyes lay quietly in this remote countryside.

Slowly, the crows came, enjoying a sumptuous dinner on the corpse, until the flesh of the corpse was almost pecked away.

Soon, the coyotes also came, and they were so greedy that they licked off the flesh between the bones with their barbed tongues.

The face that once overwhelmed the country and the city gradually became a pink skeleton.

Only the jet-black hair remained, as if to tell how beautiful its owner was.

The sun rises and sets, the moon comes and goes, day after day, the corpse is there, endured by the sun and the wind, the frost and the rain.

Maybe a year, maybe ten years.

The cigarette gun gradually shimmered.