Chapter 121: Darkening at the drop of a hat
In the Heian period, those with added sugar and honey were considered aristocratic snacks.
During Maye Douji's short childhood, he had no access to such things. After entering the Makura family, he had some, but he had lost the mood to savor them. A piece of dessert could bring him very little satisfaction, and he even gradually began to hate sweet and greasy things.
What made him happy was nothing more than cultivating a new technique, attracting more supporters in the family, gaining more fame from the people, and gaining more trust from the princes and ministers.
But there is no end to these things.
Once you climb to the first step, you will find that there is another step above it. He has been in the power system designed by mortals for a long time, and found that the higher he stands, the more tired he becomes. In the end, he is left with only an empty ball. Day after day, he is always running around for people as weak as ants.
How could a thing like that, who would piss and shit and be seriously ill for three days after being frightened by the demon concubine Wen Che, be worthy of his bowing and paying homage to her?
The adult world is already dirty, and the ability of [Clairvoyance] completely deprives it of the possibility of whitewashing the truth. In Asakura Yewang's world, even the word hypocrisy does not exist.
What he "heard" was always blatant disgust.
But once he "can't hear", he will worry that he won't be able to distinguish between good and evil - especially when facing gods of higher status - it is precisely because their status is higher than his, and he cannot grasp the other party's psychology, even if he is not inferior in strength, he will still feel anxious invisibly.
Asakura Ye Wang raised his hand, stopped the spinning windmill with his fingertips, and fell his eyes on Yuanzi's cheeks that were bulging like a pufferfish.
Infatuated, guilty, confused, wanting to be praised by him, hungry.
He didn't have to listen to any noisy noises, but could get all the information he wanted to control directly from her eyes.
When this guy is around him, he brings not only [quietness] but also [cleanliness].
“But sometimes, it’s good to hear it.”
"What did you say?"
"Nothing," the North American said with a smile as graceful as jade. "I mean, it would be nice to hear what Sonoko is really thinking."
——Only by knowing whether you have been betrayed can you decide how to deal with this flattery with what kind of mentality.
Sonoko subconsciously wanted to shrink her shoulders because of the key words "hearing the inner thoughts", but she held it back with her extraordinary control ability. She secretly complained that you can obviously read minds, then raised her head and looked at the face of the Pachi priest carefully.
There's nothing wrong with that...
Sonoko smacked his lips. Could it be that when he returned to the Asakura family's old place, those people gave him a cold look?
Thinking of this, the slight sense of crisis that had just risen up was instantly distorted. After the love brain took over, looking at the BOSS who was as cold and stagnant as ever, I felt that it was a small cabbage that had been weathered by wind and rain but still looked delicate.
How pitiful.
Suzuki Sonoko was overwhelmed by her sentimentality and felt that she was very much like the white moonlight character in the TV series who gave warmth to the villain. When she was brave enough, she even raised her hand to touch the villain's hair. Unfortunately, she did not have any lyrical children's songs, so they were not beautiful enough.
Should I just give him a kiss?
Miss Suzuki felt she was in a dilemma and thought to herself in distress.
In a plot like [Giving Warmth to the World], [Kissing the Forehead] is another classic option besides [Singing Nursery Rhymes], but...
Yuanzi's gaze slid down a few inches.
——But now every time she acts like a hooligan, she is on the verge of life and death. She only dares to think about kissing once every two or three days. It’s a waste to waste it on kissing the forehead.
Can I kiss you on the mouth?
She was holding up a crude windmill, and was in a dilemma just worrying about whether to kiss it or not. Ma Cang Ye Wang didn't have any special feelings for paper windmills. She just thought that this thing was made very simply, and the vendor was afraid that he had cheated her out of a lot of money.
In fact, he himself was also surprised - after all, he had hated sweets for so many years. After becoming the head of the Makura family, even the serving Shikigami would remember to deliberately avoid sweet things. But today, after asking Sonoko to blow a lot, he unexpectedly felt that the sweet smell in the air was actually quite pleasant.
So he bent down and kissed her.
The moist lips were cool, and tasted of a fleeting sweetness and the fishy smell of grass left after the bean paste was not sieved out. There was a little sugar residue at the corner of the mouth, and when I tasted inside, there seemed to be some sour and sweet hawthorn.
After the kiss, both of them smacked their lips at the same time.
Ma Cang Ye Wang thought about it and commented: "It's quite sweet."
Sonoko nodded and added, "It's also very soft."
After saying that, Suzuki Sonoko's mind was clear for about two or three seconds. She strangely felt that after the kiss, the aura around the boss seemed to have changed, and subconsciously asked what was wrong.
King Ye said it was nothing.
——When she looked at him, the sigh in her eyes was not fake, and her eagerness to comfort him was also not fake. No matter what she had conspired with the Asakura family before she changed...
"I'll forgive you just this once."
Sonoko asked with a puzzled look, "What did I do?"
Wasn't it you who kissed me first?
In your opinion, passively acting like a hooligan is considered acting like a hooligan! ?
Because he had already arranged the future path for her in his mind, King Ye was too lazy to care about anything. No matter what she thought of the love she expressed or how long it could last, the servitude contract was the most stable guarantee.
However, even though he was ready to rely on the contract to guarantee her loyalty and love, on the surface, the great Onmyoji, wearing the shell of a sacrificial priest, slowly rolled up his sleeves and sat down. Under Sonoko's confused gaze, he pulled her to his side and hugged her on his lap, pretending not to hear her series of complaints such as "Is it hot like this?", "What on earth do you want to do?", "My legs hurt like this", and gently pressed his palm on the top of the girl god's head.
Although Yuanzi was still not feeling very comfortable, her voice could only get smaller and smaller as the boss acted like this. Finally, for some unknown reason, she was so timid that she could only breathe, and she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
After being held obediently for a while, Sonoko heard the person above her say in a sighing voice, "Do you remember what I told you before?"
Yuanzi moved his calf which was about to cramp, not knowing what was going on.
King Ye slowly combed her shorter hair, repeating over and over again what he had said that night.
"From now on, be my guardian angel and protect me well."
This was a statement that didn't require her to agree or not.
Yuanzi was confused. Is this... a confession of love?
She used her own logic of falling in love at first sight to speculate on the boss's psychology, and at that time she wanted to say, "I love you too!" However, Ma Cang Ye Wang did not finish his "confession" and said, "If I die, you must come to find me."
This time, Yuanzi didn't hear the hidden meaning in the words at all, or even if he did, he didn't care. He agreed calmly and excitedly, "Okay!"
Isn’t this just a continuation of past relationships in this life? This is her favorite melodramatic plot!
Above, King Makura laughed: "It's easy to agree, but we might be separated for five hundred years. Can you bear it?"
——The Taishan Lord Sacrifice is not omnipotent. It is already difficult to avoid the underworld, but the soul is still a human soul after all. One reincarnation requires a wait of five hundred years.
Yuanzi nodded without any guilt.
The hand on top of her head suddenly paused, and there was even a hint of surprise in Ma Cang Ye Wang's voice: "Do you really know what it takes to bear for five hundred years?"
The wait is long and lonely, and one cannot change one's heart. One must search diligently, identify again and again, and then spend ten or even more than ten years to raise the reincarnated him.
However, Sonoko not only nodded, but even blamed him for making a fuss.
——You are a BOSS. If you are killed after being exposed, your subordinates will definitely be liquidated. Don’t even mention the long wait of five hundred years. The first wave of pursuit will be tough enough.
The look in his eyes was so clear that King Ma Cang Ye couldn't help but laugh: "You actually knew that."
Knowing how much suffering there is, you are still willing to bear it for him...?
Although it was not the first time that Yuanzi saw North American Native Americans, she was still attracted by the beautiful smile of Dokidoki. She even wanted to write a song for Ye Wang!
But flirting requires give and take (even though the action he chose to hug her hurt her legs), but after receiving the compliment, she still smiled and smiled to his face, and her smile was very cute and beautiful.
——Is five hundred years a long time?
——She went back to Maple Village and jumped into a well. When she opened her eyes, she found herself five hundred years later. Was that difficult?
Therefore, this smile is not only cute and pretty, but also frank and sincere.
King Ye felt a strange sense of satisfaction from her laughter, and thought to himself that it was true. She was only born a little over a year ago, and the first living person she saw in this world was most likely himself.
Although she had a lot of bad habits, they were ultimately caused by his indulgence. King Ma Cang Ye put his arm around the girl's waist and looked at her as if he had never seen her before: This was a god he had carved, although due to his status, he was unable to portray it completely according to his own preferences...
...but it won't be anymore soon?
In the priest's long sleeves, he held a translucent black stone between his five fingers. It had the same texture as glass, but it looked ominous and filthy.
King Ye held the crystal stone made of miasma and softly asked the girl in his arms: "Yuanzi, are you willing to become the person I like?"
On the other side, Miss Suzuki, who had no sense of crisis, thought to herself, isn't this the most common thing that people in modern love say when they quarrel, "I don't like this or that about you"?
Put yourself in the shoes of a considerate boyfriend or girlfriend. When you're trying to coax your partner, you should say gently and understandingly, "Of course, if there's something you don't like about me, I can change it!"
——What I said was so sincere that I was even moved by my own deep love.
Ma Cang Ye Wang stared at her face for a long time and was surprised to find that she was sincere.
It was as sincere as when I promised to wait for him for five hundred years.
This is more than just funny. Asakura Ye Wang was holding someone in his arms, but he laughed without any restraint. In the end, he even fell down in Sonoko's arms with laughter, and there were some physiological tears in his laughter.
Only Yuanzi was left holding the beauty in his arms with a confused look on his face, his hand on her chest, trembling at the same fast rhythm as his heartbeat.
But his smile is so beautiful. Sonoko looked at the man in front of her with admiration. Even though he was wearing a strange alien shell, the romanticism of this man came from the era he had lived in, and the moving demeanor came from his soul shaped by his experience.
Just appreciating such beauty fascinated the young lady. Yuanzi even wanted to applaud, then put a fan in his hand, and find a camera to capture this beautiful and strange scene.
The next second, the beauty stopped laughing, raised her sleeves to her elbows, pressed down the back of her head without question, turned around and pressed her down on the floor of the corridor, giving Sonoko her third kiss of the day.
A real, deep kiss that includes tongue.
Suzuki Sonoko knew very clearly that he was probably touched by her words, and the surge of emotions at this moment was probably not because of her, but rather like some emotion that had been blocked for a long time suddenly jumped out and needed an outlet.
In other words, this boss really wants to sleep with her now.
Miss Suzuki mumbled some unclear words, pinched her clothes in front of her hands to block the man's palm, and was in a dilemma whether to refuse or not.
Above, Ye Wang's kissing movements also gradually slowed down, and he was also a little hesitant about whether to lower his head to kiss the tip of her nose and the corners of her eyes.
He hesitated whether to sleep or not.
Now that he is asleep, he will immediately gain a pure god.
After performing the fall ceremony and then sleeping, what he gets is an existence that is completely his own without any other consequences.
Which one gives you the greatest sense of accomplishment?
It wasn't a particularly difficult choice: the latter would always be his no matter what, but after Ran's fall, the former was gone forever.
King Ye looked at the girl lying obediently under him with her eyes wide open, wondering what she was thinking. He then lowered his head and kissed her forehead: Let's do it now, so that we won't have any regrets later.
Anyway, the nature has come up...
Thinking of this, the man's fingers naturally slid to the girl's belt.
Below, what the "girl" is thinking about can be said to be very realistic.
——She didn't bring a condom when she traveled through time.
She always felt that the contraceptive measures of this era were unreliable. What if she got pregnant after sleeping with him?
This is definitely not a small problem: she married Emiya Kiritsugu, but planned to only let him be responsible for work and not let him be the father of the next generation of Suzuki, because he himself is guilty.
Dangerous elements on record have no freedom of reputation, and the bloodline of evil will naturally be monitored and suspected.
Their family is a good chaebol, why do they need to have a criminal reserve in charge?
Moreover, Asakura Ye Wang's alert level is several levels higher than Emiya Kiritsugu. If she gets pregnant and goes back five hundred years to give birth to a child, not to mention that there will be an Asakura family who specializes in studying him at that time and may find that there is something wrong with the child's spiritual power at any time, Asakura Ye Wang himself is not dead yet!
If he were to be resurrected again after five hundred years and prepare to cause trouble again, then the Suzuki family would have a son who was directly related to him. Regardless of whether he was willing or not, wouldn't that be equivalent to being directly tied to the BOSS's chariot?
In this way, if he succeeds, the Suzuki family will rise to the top overnight, but with the current status of the Suzuki Group, there won't be much room for them to rise, right?
If he fails, he will have to reincarnate again, and the remaining remnants...
Thinking of this, Miss Suzuki shuddered on the spot: It would be fine for her mediocre family to continue to be rich, why should she take risks for an unreliable future?
When they came to their senses, their clothes were almost torn off. This action was really disgusting. Although it was quite comfortable to hug the beautiful woman she loved, Miss Suzuki, who had regained her family mission and sense of responsibility, still kicked the calf of the person on her with bleeding heart, and rationally decided to refuse this close contact.
The originally warm atmosphere unexpectedly became stiff for a moment.
Asakura Ye Wang was slightly touched by the goddess' unconditional obedience, and coupled with the habit of indulging her earlier, at a certain moment, he developed something that could vaguely be called love.
But in the end, this is just a kind of satisfaction that looks like "love", which is shallow and superficial. The unconditional obedience is the root of this "touch". Once it is resisted (even if it is just rejection), the "love" created by this touch will also be shaken.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Yuanzi pulled at the pressed collar of her clothes and frowned in distress.
"Want to reject me?"
Yuanzi paused and said "hmm".
Ye Wang nodded, seemingly understanding, and then said, "Rejected. Not accepted."
Yuanzi rolled her eyes on the spot.
Prince Ye was also very reasonable. He was an official in the Onmyoji Bureau during the Heian period. When he first entered the palace, he would sleep with the young palace maids because they expressed their admiration for him and he was attracted by them. They only had a one-night stand with him because they were willing, and it was not forced.
So he patiently reasoned with her, "You confessed yourself so sincerely, why are you unwilling now?"
Yuanzi couldn't say it.
It was a strange situation where everyone was obviously not dressed properly but still had to discuss something seriously. She had no experience in this. The evening breeze made her stomach feel a little cold, and the cold made her feel embarrassed and angry and she wanted to lose her temper.
What a straightforward way of thinking the ancient people had!
Fortunately, this kind of thing of losing temper for no reason was not the first time in the past year or so. She was skilled in the job and was not worried about her boss getting angry.
Miss Suzuki immediately made an unreasonable move, broke free from the other person's arms, turned around and prepared to run, completely unaware that when her hands were opened, Ye Wang's expression seemed a little abnormal.
As she ran, she fanned her cheeks with her hands to cool them down, and complained in her heart with great sorrow, "What a loss."
Behind him, the great Onmyoji who was thrown in place relaxed his shoulders and leaned against the pillar. He raised his hand and touched his heart, and unexpectedly discovered that after changing his position on her, his patience seemed to have decreased.
Hurry up...become the way I prefer.
After sighing this, the great Onmyoji wearing the sacrificial shell raised his hand. With a buzzing sound, a crystal stone filled with black gas flew out from the pile of robes thrown aside, and instantly turned into a wisp of gray smoke. It followed the direction where the footsteps gradually faded away and disappeared silently at the end of the corridor.
The author has something to say: Goodbye again, I want to praise myself...
It is not easy for King Makura Ye to fall in love. In the original work, he did say that he liked Anna and was even slapped in the face, but the only person he cared about from beginning to end was Ye, and the premise was that Ye was another him in a sense.
What a person who has been betrayed needs is wholehearted love. He will be satisfied because he has received love, but he will not necessarily love others in the same way just because he has received enough love.
I don't know if what I wrote is clear enough. The external conditions and internal motivations for Ye Wang's feelings for Yuanzi are not pure in nature. There are also comments asking why he calls the heroine "that thing". It's because Ye Wang didn't treat her as an equal person from the beginning. Up to now, possessiveness and satisfaction (the goddess clearly gave herself to him voluntarily) account for the majority. But there is still a third of sincerity. After all, he has always been very good to his subordinates who have recognized him...
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