It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 84 84. Once hatred accumulates, it will turn into a monster; once tears condense, it will turn into a ghost.

"It's so cute~"

This is the most compliment I have ever heard in my life.

Whenever my father said that, my mother always had a peaceful smile on her face.

As a swordsman, is it an insult to be praised as "cute"?

When I was young, I actually didn't understand.

I grew up in a family of swordsmanship, and I started practicing swordsmanship at a very young age.But I don't like swords very much. Every time I practice for more than half an hour, I will feel bored and resist in my heart.

But my swordsmanship talent is ridiculously high.

Grandpa always looked at me with a look of relief, saying that the Kiryu family is in my hands and will surely restore its former glory.

Grandpa is a very old-fashioned person.

I don't really like him.

But he is the head of the Tongyu family, and no one from the Tongyu clan should disobey what he said.

— requires unconditional obedience.

Everyone says that life is like a stage, but there must be few people like me who have been manipulated to move forward since childhood.

Soon, the day of my crowning ceremony will arrive.

I have a big name.

——Kiryu's work.

I had my head shaved off, put on a uniform, and became a samurai.

At this time, I cannot be called a samurai.

Because there is no sword on the waist.

However, in order to follow the martial arts etiquette, the necessary swords are still ready.

Grandpa said that there is no samurai in the world who does not wear a sword. Considering the family rules of the Kiryu family, the custom of crowning without a sword is never allowed, so I must wear a matching sword no matter what.

indeed.

The Kiryu family has been taught swordsmanship by the gods for generations, regardless of salary or rank, they must maintain the ancient tradition; moreover, as a family of swordsmanship, it is really inappropriate not to have a sword around their waists.

Grandpa's words are reasonable, and no one will think there is a problem.

Father has a different opinion.

In today's peaceful and prosperous world, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, one person can't do anything with just a sword, so there is no need to stick to the tradition.

For this reason, grandpa and father had a dispute.

Father didn't back down.

He said that the things that can't be used are not needed.

Swords are not ornaments.

If you can't draw your sword, wearing something like this on your waist can only be a useless decoration.

Grandpa also refused to let go.

In the end, the atmosphere of the banquet was silent, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was a celebration or a funeral.

There is actually a reason why my father insisted so much.

As the only son of the Kiryu family, I should have inherited the inheritance of the Kiryu family from my grandfather and carried forward the Kiryu swordsmanship.But things were destined to not develop like this as early as when I was 12 years old...

When I was 12 years old, my peers around me were immersed in the restlessness of chasing the opposite sex.

Only my heart is like still water.

It's strange that I don't seem to be attracted to the opposite sex.

Since I was a child, I have had maids around me to take care of me. Facing their plump female bodies, I didn't feel any heartbeat.I once suspected that I had some kind of disease, until one afternoon, I inadvertently discovered the secret in my heart.

It was an unusually long and boring afternoon.

After practicing the sword, I went back to the bedroom and took a book of illustrations borrowed from the library to read.

As soon as I turned the first page, my heart began to pound.

It was a knight riding a horse and wielding a sword.

The horse is panting with its nostrils wide open, and its strong front hooves raise dust; the knight wears silver-white armor decorated with beautiful patterns, and his shining sword pierces the blue sky; his beautiful face exposed from the protective gear is impressive. A heroism rushing toward "death".

I think that he may be killed by the enemy in the next instant.

My heart was touched.

Looking forward to seeing the picture of him being killed, but unable to bear to see him die like this, I pinched the corner of the picture album, wondering whether I should know the final ending of the knight... At this moment, the maid who came in to clean the house , accidentally saw the album, smiled and asked: "Young Master, do you know who is in that painting?"

"I do not know."

"She is a hero. Really, this album is a story about Joan of Arc dressed as a man and went to the battlefield to serve the country loyally."

"female?"

At that moment, my inner emotions seemed to be overwhelmed.

The word "Joan of Arc" cruelly destroys my beautiful fantasy of knights dying generously, and I hate the fact.Since then, I have never read that picture book again, but the throbbing in that moment exposed the hidden door in my heart...

Not long after, I came across another painting, Goethe Lenny's "Saint Sebastian" in the Palazzo Rosso in Genoa.

With the gloomy forest and the evening sky as the background, the handsome young man is tied to the tree trunk and tied to the tree with a rope tied to both wrists.The only thing covering the young man's body was the white coarse cloth loosely wrapped around his waist.

This is a martyrdom picture from the Renaissance period.

The man's fair and fit body was placed in front of the twilight background, making it extremely dazzling.

His strong arms were lifted to an undue angle, so that the bound hands intersected just above the top of his hair, his face was slightly raised, and his eyes were peacefully open, gazing at the glory of the sky.

What drifted about the straight chest, tightened abdomen, and slightly twisted waist was not pain, but supreme glory.

The arrow shot into his toned body, as if to practice it with a flame of incomparable joy, and send him to heaven.

While admiring the painting intoxicatedly, I felt myself shaken by some kind of joy.My blood boiled, my body was tinged with rage, and anticipation of my response was stronger than ever.

My hands began to follow my heart instinctively.

Accompanied by a bout of dizzy drunkenness, I managed to push open the door.

This is the initial, botched, sudden beginning.

At that time, overnight, I stopped hating the kendo training ground.

The clashing of bamboo knives, the sound of messy footsteps, the loud slogans of the men...these things gathered together, exuding the smell of sweat.This smell of sweat, unknowingly, aroused my longing and dominated me...

Listen carefully.

The men around me heard the sound of turbid breathing...

The combination of smell, hearing, and sight makes me intoxicated.My initial pleasure may have started from here.That kind of wonderful sense gradually combined with my life...

Some deformed fantasies began to occupy my thoughts.

If this delusion is considered a depraved sinful temptation, then I am doomed to hell.

In spite of my best efforts to suppress the throbbing, one day I slipped into my mother's room and opened the closet.

Mother had many gorgeous and dazzling kimonos.

I chose the brightest red kimono, and even the belt was oil-painted with crimson roses.Facing the mirror, I put white powder on my face, put on lipstick, and put on the wig I bought...Looking at myself in the mirror, I imitated the movements of a geisha.

My every move, down to the tips of my fingers and toes, is in tune with the bliss that arises within me.

So, I walked solemnly to the living room.

I couldn't hold back my crazy funnyness and joy, and wanted to announce loudly to all my family members: "I'm going to dress like this from now on..."

In the living room at that time, only my mother was there.

But when I suddenly woke up from the inexplicable excitement, I saw my mother's face.Her face was pale, and she sat there blankly, as if she had lost her soul...

I understood immediately.

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

—I am not allowed to do this.

The maid appeared in time and took me back to my room, and my indecent disguise was instantly stripped off as if I had been plucked.

That night, my mother and father were in my room and talked a lot...

I don't remember what was said at the time.

But the act of dressing up as a woman has continued with me.

My favorite is to wear a western-style court dress with long lace fluttering cuffs, put on that wig, and laugh contemptuously in the mirror like a Victorian aristocratic lady mocking a worker.

The maids knew that I had this habit, but they didn't dare to tell the owner. Instead, they enthusiastically taught me the essentials of dressing up and moving, how to be more presentable... With their help, I was able to stare at me with melancholy and affectionate eyes. Wearing supernatural clothes, looking at her amber half-naked body exposed from the silk, imagining that she is the queen of Egypt who is marching towards Rome...

The maids were probably watching my joke.

But I am very grateful to them, it is they who make me feel real happiness...

When my parents realized that I was irretrievable, they chose to hide it for me, and warned me that my grandpa must never let this matter know... I seemed to be protected, but I also had a vague premonition that the future awaited me. Destiny will only be a martyrdom like Sebastian's death; only this sign of tragic fate can free himself from what separates him from the common world.

I was 15 years old when I had this idea.

Even if I die early, for me, the time is still long. Starting from the sense of peace brought by mathematics, I consider my life that is about to die with a happy mood.During that time, I liked Oscar Wilde's short poem "The Tomb of Keats" very much: "He was deprived of life, love and youth all his life, and this is the bed of youth for the martyrs."

With a supreme heart, I waited for the knife to cut through my abdomen like a samurai preparing to break jade...

But that day seems to have come early...

I looked at the boy who was arguing with his grandfather.

He seems like a little detective?

In my world, it seems that I am not active enough, and I am lazy to observe and think about the things around me.

The image of the police, it seems that they only come to prevent crime, and they are loud and incompetent.

Detectives exist only in novels.

They clamored to say that those who were not dead were dead, clamored about where the murderer was and how he used it, and finally the crime was established...in the midst of this, the victim really died.The ignorant psychological activities of the little people, the revelation of the thaumaturgy mechanism, and the ingenious plot that connects these elements...The so-called detective is a righteous person who sees through the evil truth...

Compared with detectives, I prefer his identity as "onmyoji".

I forgot where I heard this sentence: Although there are no gods and Buddhas in the world, once hatred accumulates, it will still turn into a monster; once tears condense, it will turn into a ghost.

— Please see me on my way.

By now, I have come to my senses.

He is a young man with delicate features, radiating a youthful brilliance that surpasses everything.

He has a high temper and contempt for everything.

For him, there is nothing that cannot be despised.

Whether it's his stubborn grandpa or his own clumsy tricks, he despises and laughs at him, there is really nothing he can do.

Now, his eyes looked over.

And I am ready to meet my own destiny.

... Loneliness burns me like the sun, great sorrow makes me tremble, Sebastian, here I come...

■

The wind is howling.

The downpour hit the ground mercilessly.

"Ah Qing, you..."

Kiryu Yuriko's face was full of surprise.

She looked at the boy, and then at her younger brother who was watched by the boy, and she fell into a huge sense of powerlessness.

"Is there something evil about me?"

Kiryu Tsukyuki stood up, with a "beautiful life" smile on his face.

wrong!

Not bad luck, definitely not bad luck.

That's something that could be called brilliant.

From him, Ju Qingxian felt a great sense of solemnity of "living to death".

...is quite admirable.

"Hey, Master Qing!"

Shouts came from below.

There was a sound of clogs.

"Hey!"

"What?"

"Go back to your seat!"

Several policemen hurriedly surrounded him, but the man bypassed the police's obstruction with a few dexterous maneuvers and came to the stage.

"Did something go wrong?" Yagyu Soichiro, dressed as a samurai, appeared carelessly, circling around Kiryu's work, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face.

"..."

Kiryu Sakuzhi's face was flushed, and he slapped his hand away in embarrassment, and he immediately looked at Tachibana Kiyoaki with a strange face: "Sakuzhijin looks weak and weak, I think I could make him cry with one punch , how could there be evil spirits on him?"

Ju Qing obviously ignored these two things.

His gaze has been lingering on Kiryu Zuoyuki.

Pitiful?
It's pathetic enough.

Grandpa is an extremely old-fashioned old antique, father is still open-minded, but it doesn't matter what he says, sister is forced to marry, and he is forced to hide his true self to take on the so-called family business...

Equally poor, there is Miss Kiryu.

For her, such a result couldn't be worse...

but……

Sorry.

Mr. Qingxian, I have no heart...

In the auditorium, everyone held their breath and focused on him.

"Hmph!" Patriarch Kiryu gritted his teeth and looked at Tachibana Kiyoaki, "I want to see what kind of exorcism you have. If you insult my Kiryu family so much today, if you don't give an explanation, even if you make trouble at the general's house, I won't." Will let it go!"

"Huh~"

Tangerine sneered.

He was too lazy to talk to the old man, watched Kiryu's work, and finally his tone softened: "You want to become a woman, it's incredible! In the eyes of others, this kind of thing will be regarded as a Abnormal. But even so, what are you afraid of? There is nothing to be ashamed of!"

"boom!"

The thunder was deafening.

Patriarch Kiryu's body shook two or three times along with the light from the ceiling.

Surprised, breathless, filled with unexplained pain... Kiryu Zuozhi put his face down, enduring something.

"Woman? What the hell..." Yagyu Soichiro's expression was as innocent as a child's.He looked at Kiryu's works: "Although you are thin-skinned and tender-looking, you are definitely not inferior to a woman when you dress up. But if you want to be a woman because of this, wouldn't you be a little hasty?"

The entire hall was completely silent at this time.

Ju Qingxian sighed quite emotionally: "You can wear women's clothes if you want, and put on makeup if you want, what is there to be afraid of? If you can be satisfied because of this, even if you are called a pervert, you are still a cheerful pervert! Those You bastard who is living a dissatisfied life, what right do you have to laugh at you? You are really stupid..."

He was talking loudly.

Patriarch Kiryu stopped even trembling and just remained silent.

At the end of Tongyu's work, his eyes widened as if he lost his soul, and he opened his mouth in a daze.Next to him, my sister held his hand tightly, her eyes were slightly red, and she was already starting to choke.

"I have inquired about it, and you give the impression that you are a very strict and honest person." Tachibana Qingxian's eyes are so clear that there is nothing to hide, "The Kiryu family sticks to the Bushido spirit and believes that A man is to be majestic and mighty, and it has continued from the Edo period to today without any doubts. Growing up in this kind of family, you have always killed the femininity that occupies a large proportion of your heart. But even so, the femininity in your heart The characteristics will not disappear because of this. The emotions that have not been noticed will not disappear because of this, it will just wait silently and come back with stronger revenge in the future!"

"what……"

Kiryu Zuozhi made a slight sound.

Ka!

Tangerine Qingxian took a step forward.

"You have always been wandering on the edge of being neither male nor female. You yearn for beautiful appearance and graceful and lovely movements, as well as for delicate spirit and sensitive sensuality. But the burden on you makes you have to become a man full of masculinity. Taste, a man with a rough body!"

Ka!

The sound of black clogs sounded again.

A boy in a black kimono came to him: "Am I wrong?"

"That's right..."

Kiryu said quietly.

Forced to face his heart, he raised his head, met the eyes of the audience, and spoke loudly for the first time: "You are absolutely right! I have always wanted to be a woman. I want to wear beautiful clothes, I want Make up, become beautiful, I want to make myself softer. But these are not allowed to me as a man of the Kiryu family. If I say it, I will only be laughed at. Especially the head of the Kiryu family, he has always been With a kind of insult, a kind of prejudice. Even myself, I think this is a shameful, ugly, and even sinful thing..."

His inner emotions exploded.

Patriarch Kiryu's face was livid.

... The heir to the family said such outrageous words in public, which made him feel extremely angry.

"Actually, you don't have to think that way at all..." Ju Qingxian smiled silently, and continued, "Women have to put on makeup, dress up beautifully, and have a gentle and graceful personality. This is a kind of patriarchal society. The gaze built up by the system. For example, in Japan, the unwritten saying that women must wear makeup when going out is a kind of outrageous requirement imposed on women. But in fact, makeup, dressing up, and being gentle and graceful are not women privilege, men can do the same.”

"Ok?"

There were many people in the auditorium, and question marks appeared above their heads.

Some staunch male chauvinists looked at the stage and began to be rude.

Ju Qing was unmoved, and continued: "The difference between men and women is no longer a simple gender difference... When we say that a man is like a woman, or a woman is like a man, it has already produced a value beyond gender. Judgment. There is no saying who is inferior between the two. It is not surprising that there will be women who resist makeup and men who like makeup. You don't have to think that your preference is a sin..."

Speaking of this, the tone of the clear orange was slightly lowered.

"Everyone has both masculine and feminine qualities..."

"Everyone has……"

Kiryu whispered at the end of his work.

"That's right, I have it too. For example, I like to watch "Sailor Moon" while taking a bath, and imagine how beautiful I look when I transform under the moonlight... What gender is in my heart is just a matter of balance. Whichever side is stronger is more prominent. A man does not necessarily have to be full of masculinity, and a man with strong inner femininity is not inferior. A man must be majestic and masculine, and he must be full of masculinity—this is A kind of hidden oppression of men in the samurai society. Just like women who want to be gentle and housekeeping, it was forcibly fabricated by the rulers of the old era in order to consolidate their own rule, and implanted into their own culture to enslave generation after generation Invisible shackles."

"Sigh~"

Up and down the auditorium, there was a sound of breathing.

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about!" Patriarch Kiryu's expression was ferocious.

The Tachibana couple sat silently.

...Let's leave the sharpness of Mr. Qingxian to others.

"Men must be full of masculinity, is it a kind of oppression?" Kiryu Zuozhi asked in a whisper.

"Men must be majestic and heroic, and men's majesty and heroism are greater than men's gentleness and gracefulness-the moment when this trend of thought prevails, without exception, when the country is immersed in the chaotic period of war. This point of view is supported by an invisible The hand is not behind the back to fuel the flames, and the purpose is naturally to let men go to the battlefield and sacrifice silently. What is the difference between the so-called masculinity and brainwashing?"

The more Ju Qingxian said, the clearer his dialectical thinking became.

"In a certain period, the pure masculine spirit seemed to brainwash the country from top to bottom, and was distorted into something like 'the purity of kamikaze'. The ruler directly transformed the symbol of man into the concept of blood ——Firstly, the baptism of big swords and shells, and then the plot of jade fragments such as seppuku, and finally the fact that life has disappeared is decorated with "colorful cherry blossoms". The opening is that the bloody corpse will turn into elegant and fragrant cherry blossoms blooming in the homeland. It is an understatement to let a mother lose her son, a wife lose her husband, and a child lose her father. They reverse the definition of a man at will, and the consequences of all these are not controlled by living in this land All the people in the world will share the burden..."

Cool!
Tangerine Qing swallowed her saliva.

It was so loud that my throat felt thirsty.

Soichiro Yagyu, who was standing beside him, looked like he had seen a ghost.

...Master Qing, you really dare to say it, don't think too much, you will definitely explode in the future.

He wasn't the only one who thought so.

Everyone present knows that this is a press conference... Regardless of whether you have really driven any monsters or ghosts, just relying on these words and your name as Mr. Ju, today's daily tweet trend is No. [-] Did not run away.

The three ladies have different expressions.

The butler was also shocked by the young master's bold words.

Only Xiao Wei has a simple expression, and her mind is full of "Ah Ching is so handsome" and "I like Ah Ching so much".

Kiryu on the stage stopped speaking as he finished his work, and his expression seemed relieved.

…Yes, the so-called man should be full of masculinity, which is a kind of rude requirement, just like a son-in-law who must bear the family business, it is just a kind of oppression of the old-age concept on the new-age human beings.

"In this world, as long as it doesn't hinder others, there are no inferior preferences. You should also be like this. No matter what, you must know that you are not a bug, nor a dog, nor an inferior race." Ju Qingxian watched silently. After looking at him for a while, he asked in a stern tone: "The next thing, do you want to say it yourself, or should I say it?"

Click...

The sound of clogs resounded throughout the auditorium.

Kiryu Zuozhijin staggered as if he couldn't hold on anymore.

"I, I... it's me..."

"End of work!" Yuriko Kiryu cried unceasingly, looking at Tachibana Kiyoshi with an expression like a child who is about to lose a treasure, with tears in her eyes, "No, don't say it, please..."

Ju Qingxian closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and continued talking.

...that is the job of a detective.

He said this to himself in his heart.

"The tengu is you! Right? As much as you can—"

Kiryu Zuozhi slowly raised his head, let go of the knot in his heart, and said: "It's me..."

For a moment, Patriarch Kiryu staggered and fell onto the chair with incredible shock.

"All right!"

Tangerine breathed a sigh of relief.

——The evil has been eliminated.

This idea came to everyone's mind.

There is a feeling of going around for a long time in the clouds and fog, and finally arriving at the destination.

It turns out that the so-called expulsion of monsters is not about showing off knowledge, nor explaining or solving puzzles, nor is it reciting spells to expel possessed monsters... The real expulsion is to uncover the dark side entrenched in people's hearts.

The spectators are satisfied when they know the result, but in the eyes of professionals, the process is more important than the result.

Up to now, even if Koyuki Kiryu admitted it personally, there is still a lack of confession and motive for committing the crime... So, as a professional, the Kishimoto Police Department was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and stood up spoke.

"Excuse me, how did you judge it? Uh, that is, the murderer..." The old detective pointed to Kiryu's work.

"smell."

Tachibana Qingxian said in his usual calm tone.

"Smell..." Police Department Kishimoto frowned.

"It's the smell of a funeral." Tsukyuki Kiryu suddenly said with his head down, and raised his head slightly, "But how did you lock me with this?"

Ju Qingxian said quietly: "Of course you can't be sure just based on the smell of the funeral. But in order to cover up the smell of the funeral, you chose to cover it with a stronger fishy smell, which exposed you to a fatal flaw."

Kiryu let out a deep sigh.

Kiryu Yuriko didn't make a sound, but kept crying.

"Wait, what are you talking about, what kind of fishy smell?" Kishimoto police department became more and more incomprehensible.

"On the night before the Fire Festival, you deliberately made noise to attract Yagyu Soichiro out." Tachibana Kiyoaki looked at Kiryu who had almost given up resistance and said.

Yagyu Soichiro was puzzled: "You, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by attracting me?"

"There are a lot of people attracted to Mt. Takao by the Tengu rumors. You are the one with the strongest strength. At least you are the strongest according to your knowledge, and you have a real sword in your hand." Tachibana Qingxian looked sideways. Looking at the prodigal samurai, "In order not to be disrupted by you, I did my best to lure you out in advance and fought with you. Afterwards, both you and his knife were confiscated by the Kishimoto Police Department, and he could also treat his arm injury For the reason, you left Yaowang Temple logically. If you don’t have a sword, even if you encounter a tengu, you don’t dare to make trouble, don’t you?”

"How did you reason this out?" Soichiro Yagyu was puzzled.

"Since he went up the mountain for his sister, would he run back to Kamakura for treatment because of a small wound?" Ju Qing rolled his eyes at this thoughtless guy.

"That's right..."

Yagyu Soichiro scratched his hair, with an expression of understanding, but not fully understanding.

Tachibana Qingxian turned his gaze back, and looked at Kiryu Zuozhi: "During the short fight with you, my fingers touched your mask, and by chance I scraped off a fish scale. Presumably you wanted to better cover up the funeral The smell of incense, have you spent a lot of time in the seafood cart?"

Kiryu nodded silently.

"Ah, Kiyo..." Yuriko Kiryu thought of something and stretched out her trembling hand.

Ju Qingxian looked at her, and said calmly: "The photo you provided allowed me to find the person who sold the knife to Jun Tachibana. She was responsible for arresting Jun Tachibana, and she was responsible for arresting Jun Tachibana." Descend and hide."

Kiryu Yuriko is cold all over the body.

Such a coincidence, is it really fate?A sense of dizziness spinning around surrounded her.

Wait, this is... Kishimoto Police Department's brain, it feels a bit insufficient.

So... then, then.

It seems that I have come into contact with the truth...

what does this mean?
Means there are two Tengus.

One male, one female...

"Miss Miyuki?"

The old detective asked cautiously.

Tangerine nodded.

On the seat below, Rinko Hagiwara sighed slightly.

"Sister Miyuki, I'm sorry." She said sadly, looking sideways, "Yesterday afternoon, I couldn't observe his intention to find Jun Tachibana..."

"I don't blame you! He's too cunning." Miss Meixing rubbed the girl's hair and smiled lightly, "It's just that you will live alone for a while. Please work hard..."

After saying this, she stood up from her seat and walked towards the stage.

At this time, Kiryu Tsukunaku suddenly stood up.

"No, it has nothing to do with her! Everything was planned by me alone, Miss Miyuki didn't know..."

He wanted to preserve his sister's happiness as much as possible.

It's just too late.

Mrs. Tachibana, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore.

She shook off her husband's hand and rushed over, grabbing Tongsheng Zuozuke's collar with both hands, with a grim expression: "It turns out that I told me at Yaowang Temple that night that as long as the engagement is terminated, I will send Xiaochun back to the world." Your Tengu is you... Where is Xiaochun? Where is my Xiaochun, give it back to me..."

"Calm down, ma'am, please calm down!" The Kishimoto Police Department immediately took action and separated the two.

"Tell me, where is my Xiaochun..." Mrs. Lihua kept struggling even though she was stopped, trying to rush up again.

Faced with the persecution of Kiryu, just about to speak, Tachibana's clear voice rang out first.

"The third suspect in this case is Tachibana Jun!"

The auditorium, which was full of discussions just now, fell silent again.

absurd!

How can there be any reason to kidnap yourself?
The cold and silent atmosphere echoed above everyone's head.

"You, you..." Mrs. Lihua was very emotional, "...what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Stop protecting your face like this!" Ju Qingxian looked at her with disgust, "It's so ugly!"

"Ugly?" Madam Tachibana trembled all over, "You say I'm ugly?"

Her teeth were chattering, and her voice trembled violently.

Ju Qingxian had already lost interest in arguing with these people.

He turned around and looked towards the door of the auditorium.

It was still raining like a cascade outside, obscuring the view, the splashes barely visible in the darkness.In the distance, one behind the other, two umbrellas emerged from the far end of the line of sight, and the person who had disappeared for a long time returned to the public eye.

Following behind is a 24-five lady.

Dressed in a men's shirt and jeans, she was good-looking, bright-eyed, tall and slender.Her waist-length hair was black and bright, and there was a faint coldness between her eyebrows and eyes.Anyone who knew her knew that she was a notoriously cold, unapproachable girl.

But after seeing Tachibana Qingxian, a warm smile appeared in her dignified and intelligent face, and her big black eyes.

——Fulfilling the mission!
She conveyed this meaning.

Tangerine smiled lightly.

... You still have to be accompanied by Xiaoxue so that you won't feel bored.

Miss Miyuki looked back.

In fact, after her old classmate visited yesterday, she already had a premonition of the crisis, and moved Tachibana Jun away from the cooking booth late that night.It's just that she didn't expect that her old classmate would find Jun Tachibana so quickly...

"Xiaochun!"

Mrs. Tachibana screamed and ran towards the audience like crazy.

"...Mother, that's enough." Lihua Jun stopped and looked at Mrs. Lihua who was rushing over, "In your eyes, as long as I am obedient and inherit the reputation, status and traditions of the Lihua family, everything is fine." You can do what you want, right?"

"You, what are you talking about—"

The lady with a strong style once again sternly reprimanded her son.

"As long as you can realize your wish, it doesn't matter what I become, right?" Jun Tachibana, who had been missing for more than ten days, failed to stage a touching emotional scene with his mother as everyone expected.He stood in a position where Mrs. Tachibana couldn't reach out, and his mourning was greater than his heart's death, "It's really great, mother... your son, he is happy at all, and you don't need to pay attention to it..."

"what are you talking about……"

Mrs. Tachibana's face was pale.

Patriarch Tachibana rubbed his eyebrows.

... It seems that every one of these children is unhappy. We old people have done something wrong.

"You can be so strong because you don't care about money and reputation. But the reputation has come to an end..." Tachibana Jun laughed as if he was relieved, or angry, "I noticed the person who arrested me After seeing your intentions, I knew that this was my chance to resist you. Well now, I have committed a crime and insulted the reputation of the Tachibana family, can you still be your mistress with peace of mind?"

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

Mrs. Tachibana collapsed and squatted down weakly, repeating the same words.

"Officer," Tachibana Jun ignored his mother, but looked at Kishimoto Police Department, "How many years should someone like me be sentenced?"

"Uh……"

Even the Kishimoto Police Department has rich experience, so he was stunned by the question for a while.

... Big brother, it is still difficult to be sentenced for your behavior of surrendering to the enemy halfway.

Tachibana Jun showed a crying and smiling expression, and wanted to say something, but he seemed to be at a loss for words.

Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing if he was not guilty of the cruel words he said just now?

Tachibana Qingyuki came to his younger brother, and said concisely and clearly: "Since Tachibana Jun left Mount Takao, he has been hiding in Miss Miyuki's cooking kiosk. He was transferred to Miss Miyuki's apartment last night..."

Following Xiaoxue's statement, the air in the auditorium, which had been frozen for a long time, began to flow again.

The whole case has been clarified.

First, Ms. Miyuki used a knife to lure Tachibana Jun to Mt. Takao, and then Kiryu's work lured him into the trap; he was trapped for a whole night, exhausted physically, and was caught by Kiryu's work the next morning. It was stuffed into the seafood truck going to Yaowang Temple to deliver seafood, and Ms. Miyuki took it back to the cooking kiosk and hid it.

During the days of being trapped, Tachibana Jun noticed the other party's intentions and reached an agreement with the other party: this marriage that neither party wanted must be destroyed.

A farce directed and acted by the juniors to resist the patriarchal system, just like this... The world of the old Chinese is really chaotic.

Kiryu did everything for his sister; Ms. Miyuki for her lover; Tachibana Jun in order not to be dragged down by women to find the pace of the world of monsters.

The motives and methods are clear.

The truth of the case has come to light, and there is only one last step left... Kiryu tried his best to think that there is only one step away before my sister can get real freedom.

At this moment, Ju Qingxian noticed something strange.

Kiryu's slack shoulders suddenly became asymmetrical.His neck protrudes forward, his back is bent, and he bends his waist as if ready to run away at any time.

His eyes were floating in the air, his focus was loose, but there was a strange sense of danger emanating from him.

Tengu is possessed again...

Relying on his passive and keen observation ability, Tachibana Qingxian discovered that the oppressive feeling given by Kiryu's works at this time has exceeded the limit of human beings... He seems to have really become a monster.

"What are you doing!"

"stop!"

"Stop now!"

The black clothes keep spinning and falling
The bright and beautiful patterns broke free from the heavy black shackles, and swayed freely and gorgeously.

Just like the one I put on for the first time when I was 12 years old, it is light and fluffy, and it looks so slow...

"Hey! Stop it!"

The Kishimoto police department roared, and pulled out the gun in an instant.

Only one last step left...

In just a short moment, the waterfowl pattern floated behind Patriarch Kiryu.

No matter how powerful the old Patriarch was, he still seemed so vulnerable in front of his gifted grandson.The grandson's slender thumb and index finger pinched his rough neck, and with a little force, he could break this old bone directly.

"Don't act rashly!"

Several policemen immediately surrounded him. The Kishimoto police department looked anxiously and heartbroken at Kiryu's actions, and persuaded him: "The matter has not reached the point of no return, so stop now! If you really kill him, you can't do anything." Going back again..."

"No, I can't turn back, I can't let my sister be threatened by him again..." Kiryu smiled sadly, "Once the hatred accumulates, it will turn into a monster; once the tears condense, it will turn into a ghost. The hatred for this family in my heart has long been deeply planted and cannot be expelled..."

When he said this, he did not fall into a state of loss of mind.

On the contrary, in his pupils, the lights of reason were lit up.

At this moment, even though he was wearing a women's kimono, he was full of masculinity like never before.

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I stayed up late and coded this chapter, and it was gone at night.

(End of this chapter)