[Comprehensive] God's blessing

"Mr. Black Mist."

The satin-like black hair was wrapped in a soft towel and rubbed lightly, Aika blinked and looked at herself in the mirror, then turned her face slightly to look at the man who was standing behind her wiping her hair .

After Sigangmuhang carried her out of the bathroom, he didn't know where he went.

"Is there something wrong? Miss Aihua."

The movement of the man's hands didn't stop, as if he responded casually.

"...TV, can I watch it?"

Aika pointed cautiously at the black screen not far away, with imperceptible pleas on her face.

The black mist paused.

He looked at the girl who hung her head silently after saying that sentence, and reached out to stroke her slightly messy hair.

"of course can."

As soon as the voice fell, he walked to the other side and opened it.

Manika's eyes wandered for a moment, and before she could speak, she was completely attracted by the next picture displayed on the screen.

He is a hero.

The reporters waited crowdedly at the tightly closed gate of Xiongying, and the crowd was chatting in low voices.

Manaka unconsciously squeezed the armrest tightly.

I don't want to see...

Hei Mist walked behind him again, and continued to wipe her hair as if he didn't notice her abnormality. Her fingers holding the armrest also let go the moment he returned to their original positions.

It was already dark outside, but the sky inside the screen was still in daylight—this should be the rebroadcast news from the TV station.

It's strange that when her mind is more chaotic, her thoughts will always go around unimportant things.

She tilted her head, trying to divert her attention to something else.

However, in the next moment, when Xiongying's students filed out to the sound of the school bell, she failed completely.

What is today's lesson?Combat drills?still……

Why hasn't Class A come out yet?

She thought wildly, and her fingers twisted together unconsciously again.

However, time did not give her too many chances to wander around the world, and the faces of the students in Class A with distinctive personalities quickly appeared on the screen.

Her heart shrank suddenly, and she reflexively retreated to the back of the wheelchair.

It seems that what the reporters are waiting for is "Class A".

Like locusts, they scrambled forward with microphones.

"Excuse me--!!"

"Classmate!! This classmate!!!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, the camera shook, and suddenly became clear.

Aika's pupils tightened.

... Boom and freeze.

On the screen, he was surrounded by many microphones, his two-colored eyes showed obvious indifference and boredom, and his handsome face seemed to be covered with a thin mist of frost.

The reporter who was asking about the missing girl seemed to be a bit shy about him, but he insisted on finishing what he said.

"..." The corners of his mouth were tightened, his slender eyelashes visibly trembled, and the strange-colored pupils turned slightly and stopped.

Manika looked at him across the screen and almost forgot to breathe.

The corners of his tight mouth suddenly loosened, and his expression gradually calmed down, like the crisp sound of melting ice on a stream after winter.

"...that tree has recently sprouted new shoots."

The boy rang out with a slightly low voice, which made everyone present stunned.

Tree?What does this have to do with trees?

The girl off-screen clenched the corner of her clothes.

The boy still said something as if no one was there, and his expression gradually softened completely.

"The new shoots are growing beautifully, and the grass buds have also grown lush recently.... Some time ago, a few cats fell asleep there,... very cute. I think you will like it."

Saying this, he slowly raised his eyes, and looked at her off-screen again, his eyes glowed like a moon lake.

"When you come back, I'll take you to see it."

——"I love flowers. 』

In the early summer of mother-in-law, the breath is entangled.

Manika tried to raise the corners of her mouth and wiped her face with her hands, but only wet tears touched her.

……

...

"It's been rumored that good food makes you feel better."

"If you cry a lot, it's not good for your health."

After that, being so gently comforted by the "enemy".

The tears remaining on her face were gently wiped away, Manika looked at the steaming omelet rice in front of her, her eyes widened in a daze.

"What pattern does Miss Aihua like?"

The man in the bartender uniform seemed to be holding ketchup in a funny way. Aihua blinked, and before he could speak, he had already seen him draw the pattern extremely quickly.

"SMILE:)"

Aihua stared blankly at that smile for a long while, then thanked him nonchalantly.

"Try it."

The tableware with a slightly cool temperature was handed to the palm of her hand, and she carefully cut off a corner and put it in her mouth.

"……good to eat."

Swallowing the warm food in her mouth, the black-haired girl smiled for the first time since she came to this place.

"Thank you."

The dark golden eyes of the black mist seemed to bend with some pleasure.

"Deadhorse is coming back soon, if you are bored, just play with him."

While the girl was eating, Hei Wu wiped the wine glass on the bar as usual, and said in a casual chatting tone.

Aika paused, and looked up at him.

It always feels... like a loving mother calling two children to play...

"If Miss Aihua is willing,"

Black Mist still bent his eyes to look at her.

"He will be very happy."

As if in response to his words, before Hei Wu's voice fell, the door clicked, and Shikangmu, wearing a black sweater and wearing a hood, walked in.

"really?"

"real."

"……I understand."

In his opinion, the conversation between the girl and the black mist seemed a bit nonsensical.

Before he could react, the black-haired girl came in front of him in a wheelchair.

"...Can, can... play together?"

Shikaki's chaotic thinking stagnated for a short time.

"…what?"

……

""Dark Souls"?"

Leaning against the extremely comfortable beanbag sofa, Aihua held the handle unfamiliarly, and looked at the game title flashing on the big screen with some confusion.

She's never played this kind of thing-or rather, she hasn't played any video games since she was a child, and she is a real game idiot.

"Hey……"

The lazy sofa beside her suddenly sank into a piece, and Sidangmu sat beside her, scratching his neck with his fingernails, looking a little irritated.

"You really want to play with me?"

His tone was weird, a little unbelievable, and his tone was rising, and it sounded like a strange joy.

Manaka blinked and nodded, then her eyes drifted to his neck.

"The neck was cut."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"..." Sigangmu didn't reply, he stared at her for a while with bright red eyes, and gradually let go of the hand that was scratching his neck.

The corners of his originally drooping mouth hooked up little by little.

Aihua was stunned.

In her memory, the smile of the leader of the enemy alliance was either a sneer or a weird smile with a twisted angle.

... She had never seen such a flawless, shallow smile.

【He will be very happy. 】

Black Mist's words rang in her mind without warning.

"...Just don't regret it."

When she was in a daze, Sigang Muhang lay back on the beanbag sofa, staring at her lazily like a lazy feline.

Manaka immediately understood what the so-called "regret" meant.

She didn't understand the procedure of the game at all, and under the guidance of the dead handle wooden sling with a slight hint of sarcasm, she stumbled and controlled the scrawny figure in the screen to start the game.

This is running...ah this is attacking!

Familiar with the operation of the handle with difficulty, Manaka's eyes lit up after killing the first humanoid monster.

She hugged the handle confidently, not noticing the eyes of Shigaoki beside her.

His gaze was fixed on the corners of the girl's unconsciously curved mouth and bright eyes, as if he wanted to carve a flower on it.

The black mist opened the door of the room slightly, and then closed it again.

……

after an hour.

"Dead... dead..."

The black-haired girl shook her hands and looked at the screen in disbelief.

She's already failed at the first boss countless times.

Aika held the handle at a loss, her heart was extremely frustrated, and she frequently looked to her side helplessly.

Shigangmu straightened up, and took the handle in her hand as if he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

What followed was a one-sided massacre.

After quickly eliminating the first boss, the figure in the screen continues to move forward.

……

Aika blinked, looked at the content on the screen, and then at the eight nimble fingers of Niigaragi on the handle.

Solve that boss... 1 minute?

Amazing……

Suddenly there was a soft sneer in his ear, and Aika raised her head, just enough to touch his chin.

Her eyes turned to his scarlet eyes reflecting the shimmering light from the screen, and then slowly shifted to the torn wound on his neck.

At a place she didn't notice, Shikuraki's fingers suddenly stopped.

The new wound hadn't healed yet, and there were red, rust-colored blood streaks coming out. In addition, there were thin scars that had scabbed over.

Aika's breathing was slightly stagnant, as if she was bewitched, she slowly pressed her fingertips against the wound on his neck.

In the next instant, four fingers covered her wrist.

Aika was stunned, raised her eyes to look at his face, paused on the man's slightly drooping slender eyelashes, and then looked at the still bright screen.

Game Over.

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