After that day, he would often come to the edge of the bamboo forest to wait for me, every day.

I often feel restless because of this, and the stories I write become pale and feeble. It’s summer again, and it’s raining outside.

He's here again.

If I didn't know him, maybe I could use demon power to drive him away, but I knew that I felt the same as him. Finally, when I couldn't finish writing a story, I opened the door and came to the edge of the bamboo forest.

.

He held an umbrella and came over immediately after seeing me, using the umbrella to block the rain falling on me: "Have you finished writing your story? I heard Kuzuye and others said that you will only come out after you finish writing the story. Yes.

Yes, I also brought new Japanese songs today, if you are willing, can you take a look?"

I looked at the pure white letter in his hand, held the umbrella he held and pushed it toward him: "Are you really willing to give up everything you have for a monster like me?"

"certainly."

He answered without hesitation. Over the years, I have met many monsters and many humans. There are very few monsters who can answer like this, and there are even fewer humans who can answer like this. Because I understand myself so well, I do this

Behind the promise, there must be no return.

I lowered my head: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Leave here." He said, "My family will find this place soon, so leave here as soon as possible. I know there is a place where they can't find it. Are you willing to leave with me?"

I didn't expect Genji to move so quickly, but since I chose to be with him, I was willing to trust him without hesitation. So, I planned to go to Dajiangshan again to get my manuscript back before leaving.

Before that, I also went to Kuzuye to say goodbye. At that time, she was already pregnant with the child. She even thought of a name, and it was called Seimei. I promised Kuzuye to come back here again in the spring of five years to witness the shemale for them.

The happy ending of love.

When I arrived at Oeyama again, I finally met the Oni King Shuten, and Ibaraki Doji who came to challenge him also followed me to find him. Maybe he thought what I wrote was really interesting, or maybe he was the king in his own right.

Breath, he said, my story is fine as it is. In the end, he returned the manuscript to me intact.

Since I was satisfied, there was no need for me to ask for anything more. After packing the manuscript, I went down the mountain. Speaking of which, the Abe family's onmyoji and Kuzuha are really a good match...

When I was almost at the bottom of the mountain, I suddenly paused and noticed the presence of Onmyoji nearby. I immediately disguised myself as a top businessman, hoping to hide it from them.

When I came to the bottom of the mountain, I happened to meet a tall and a short person wearing an onmyoji costume. Seeing that it was impossible to hide, I immediately pretended to be panicked.

"Hey! Who is this! Why are you running?" One of the Onmyoji immediately stopped me.

"Monsters! There are monsters!" I said loudly, "Are you Onmyoji-sama? I entered this place by mistake, and just now there were monsters chasing me... It's so scary!"

The two onmyojis looked at each other, and the taller onmyoji asked: "This is Dajiangshan. You look like a businessman. How come you are here?"

"I was deceived!" I said angrily. "Some people say there are treasures here, but who knew there are only monsters here."

"There are no treasures here, and there are only man-eating monsters here." The short Onmyoji looked me up and down, "Since you came down from the mountain, did you see a woman?"

"Women?" I widened my eyes, then looked at them again and said, "If I tell the adults, will there be any benefit to me?"

"That's natural." The tall onmyoji took out a cloth bag from his body and waved it in front of my eyes, "See, we are Genji onmyojis in Kyoto. As long as you tell us where that woman is, these magatama will be

It’s yours.”

Looking at the familiar gentian flower pattern on the Onmyoji's collar, I couldn't help but touch my chin and said, "Speaking of which, I have indeed seen it. But she seemed to be talking to another monster... like she was plotting.

What."

"Did you hear what they said?"

"Well, I'm timid and didn't hear anything. But they seemed to appear over there." I pointed to somewhere on the mountain and said confidently, "Sir, look..."

I stared at the cloth bag in the tall man's hand and rubbed my hands.

"Humph, I've rewarded you." The tall Onmyoji threw the bag aside with disdain, and then he and the short Onmyoji immediately chased up the mountain.

The magatama in the bag scattered a little, so I picked up the bag and ran away immediately. Maybe they immediately noticed something was wrong with me, so the two Onmyoji immediately turned back.

There were chasing soldiers in front of me and a cliff behind me. Why did I choose such a path...

When I was about to cry without tears, a hand suddenly grabbed me, and then my forehead was slapped hard by something. Before I could react, the darkness around me suppressed me.

"Huh? Why did you suddenly disappear?"

"Will you fall off the cliff?"

"Go and have a look."

Vaguely, I could still tell that the two Onmyojis were gradually moving away.

As the darkness around me gradually fades away——

"So you are so cute in person." With a smile that was either malicious or genuine, his face seemed to have grown a lot bigger.

Wait, he said the real body? I held my breath in my heart, but I couldn't change back to human form no matter what.

"What did you do to me?!" This time I was really furious.

"Of course I'm saving you, Miss Konguri." He blinked, as if he was the most innocent one.

I glared at him.

He had no choice but to touch his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "Sorry, this is the first time I have used this onmyoji on a monster, so it may not be perfect yet. I can only feel sorry for Miss Kongli that you turned into a snake during this period."

Turning into a snake... No, even if I turn into a snake, it shouldn't be this length, right? How about being able to crush me to death with just one hand?

"I refuse!" I slapped his palm with my tail desperately and said, "Hurry up and help me change back!"

"But isn't this cute?" Minamoto Zhimiya stretched out his finger and gently touched my head, "And for the time being, I don't have to worry about them coming back again."

Why did I think this guy was innocent before? He was obviously an evil ghost in human skin!

"I do not want!"

After stating my appeal again, he had no choice but to retract his hand reluctantly, suspended a spell in the air with his own spiritual power and explained: "Since Ms. Konguri is so determined, it's hard for me to say anything...

but--"

There are so many! I was not in the mood to listen to what he had to say, so I immediately jumped up from his palm and bumped into the talisman.

When she touched the talisman, her whole body stretched out, and finally she threw herself directly into his arms.

"Hey! I caught it." His hand hugged me tightly.

"So why are you in the tree?"

"After all, we have to avoid those onmyojis who don't know how to climb trees..."

"Shut up!"

"yes."

But he had no intention of letting go, so I said, "Hey, it's time to go back, pack your things and leave."

"Will you like me? Miss Konguri."

"..."

"Although I'm so selfish that I want to stay by your side no matter what, but thinking that you will be troubled by my entanglement, I still can't help but ask you. If Kong Li

If the lady doesn't like me, you will probably be in a lot of pain. If that's the case, then I might as well leave now."

You were obviously the first to express your feelings, so why do I still need to respond to such proof in the end?

"How do you know I won't like you?"

"Because Miss Konguri hasn't laughed since that day, and she hasn't been able to write a story. I think this should be my problem."

I supported the tree trunk he was leaning on and slowly escaped from his arms. Yuan Zhimiya raised his head slightly to look at me, his warm eyes full of complex and diverse emotions, and he would avoid my gaze if he was not careful.

"Close your eyes." I said seriously.

"...If Miss Kongli thinks I'm a bastard, you can hit me a few times. However, it's best not to hit me in the face." He closed his eyes with a wry smile and helplessness.

It is the unique breath of summer, and it is also the ashes of evening light. I covered his eyes with my hands, as if I was secretly setting up a prank. Approaching his warm lips, I finally fell.

"...It would be great if Yuanyue Shen was here at this time." He was still covering his eyes with me, but the corners of his mouth kept rising.

The words of the God of Fate... It seems that I met a child who called himself the God of Fate somewhere. The child was optimistic by nature and could tell many good stories like Qing Xingdeng. However, because at that time, he was still very curious about everything.

, so he didn’t go forward to ask.

"Please this god bless us two and never leave each other."

My thoughts were brought back by his words, and my hand was grabbed by him.

Can I also get the happiness that can only be obtained in stories in the real world? Because it is too happy and too illusory? Or because it is too illusory and it is too happy.

None of that matters anymore.

After that, Genjiya and I left Kyoto, and no Genji onmyoji came to trouble me again.

The feeling that even good things are only written in books, but now I have someone to share with me and tell him... This feeling is different from the feeling when I was friends with that child. The feeling that I want to share with him

The mood is more urgent and happier.

When I show him my story, I feel inexplicably nervous. Even though I have entrusted everything to him, I still feel extremely nervous. Sometimes he will tell me that something is wrong, and he will also tell me that something is wrong.

I told him some strange things that he heard when he was an Onmyoji.

I wanted to find a place to live when I realized that I was giving birth to a new life. We found a mountain and when we were building a house with him, I kept asking: "What do you want?"
To be continued...