[Onmyoji] Did you get SSR today?

At night, Boya had a dream about the time when he and Qingming first met.

At that time, Boya was naive and ignorant, pestering Qingming to compete with each other all day long, clamoring to compare knives with guns and archery.

Qingming practiced yin and yang, and was not good at wielding knives and guns. He used spells instead of brute force to fight demons.

Boya came to the courtyard on time every day to pester Qingming. After a long time, he simply lived next door to Qingming so that he could harass him at any time.

Qingming couldn't beat Boya, and would compete with him for a few rounds from time to time, using yin and yang techniques to fight against Boya's bow and arrow, and he was defeated completely.

This not only did not make Boya back down, but instead aroused his fighting spirit, and he began to challenge Qingming even more frantically.

Finally, Qingming suffered some minor injuries after a monster retreat, and his physical strength was exhausted, so he bumped into Boya as soon as he returned to the courtyard.He didn't want to fight at first, but Boya started to attack without saying a word. Qingming had no choice but to take a few moves, and finally Boya shot him in the shoulder.

When the arrow sank into Qingming's shoulder, Boya suddenly woke up from the dream.

Sitting on the bed, Boya took a deep breath.

Qingming seemed to have heard the movement, frowned and turned over.Boya fell back into sleep, hugged him into her arms, and patted his back lightly.

The dream was so real that Boya couldn't recover for a long time.

Now that his life is happy, he almost forgets that he once hurt Qingming.

And it was that incident that established his position in the courtyard.

On the surface, Boya is the craziest person in the courtyard.

In fact, Boya is obedient to Qingming, obedient to the gods, and afraid of the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

Boya recalled the fear of being dominated by the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

After Qingming was shot by an arrow, she rested for a whole week before she got better.

After being injured for a hundred days, Boya's bow and arrow were already sharp, although they didn't aim at the vitals, they still hurt deeply enough.No matter how good the medical skills of the eight hundred bhikkhuni are, it is not a panacea. Those who need to recuperate still have to recover by themselves.

During this period, Boya was full of guilt, and stayed by Qingming's side every day, never leaving her, for fear that something might happen.

Even so, this incident made Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni hold grudges for a long time.

Three months after Seimei recovered from her injury.

Yes, three full months.

Boya didn't even touch Qingming's shadow.

During the recuperation period, the [-]-year-old bhikkhuni did not dare to do anything wrong with Boya, so he acquiesced in allowing him to stay by Qingming's side, which was also regarded as giving him a chance to redeem his sins.

As soon as Qingming's injury healed, Boya was kicked out of the courtyard, and he was warned not to come to Qingming if nothing happened.

However, even after being driven home, Boya still ran to the courtyard every day.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni thought that he was still stubborn, and knew that Qingming would not refuse him, so he would repeat the same mistakes, so he used divination to predict Boya's departure time every day, and sent Qingming away before he arrived, and then sent him off. A closed door.

At first, Boya thought Qingming avoided him on purpose, and was lost for a while.

Until three months later, Boya gave up the daily trip to the courtyard and prepared to drink and get drunk.In the end, the fate of the two was so strong that they bumped into each other on the street.

The first thing Qingming said when he saw him was... Long time no see.

haven't seen you for a long time?

Didn't you avoid it?

Not long after that, the two of them achieved a positive result.

Speaking of which, the eight hundred bhikkuni seemed to show a trace of resentment towards herself today?

Boya gasped!

At that time, I could endure it for three months, but now I can't bear it for three days!

Boya bit her thumb, thinking about what had happened in the past few days.

I went to the Maple Leaf Forest two days ago, he protected Qingming, and Qingming harvested the red leaves, so he should have done nothing wrong.

That was before Maple Leaf Forest, but during that time he was in the dojo every day, and he didn't get tired or hurt Qingming.

Before that...

What did he do wrong! !

Boya suffered from insomnia all night.

The next morning, Qingming opened his eyes and met Boya's bloodshot eyeballs.

Qingming: "..."

"You're still sick, don't torment yourself like this." Qingming fetched a basin of water, sat on the edge of the bed and wiped Boya's body, "If the cold becomes serious, it will be troublesome."

"But I really can't remember."

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it, go to sleep."

"You saw how Bhikkhuni was like yesterday." Boya held his head in distress and said, "If she said she didn't target me, I wouldn't even believe it."

Qingming recalled it for a while, and it seemed to be true, but it wasn't once or twice that Eight Hundred Bhikuni bullied Boya, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

"That's all." Qingming helped Boya cover the quilt, and said, "You can't guess for another day, so I'll go ask her directly."

"Ah?" Boya was startled, "You, don't ask me to settle accounts after you finish asking."

"Didn't you do nothing bad?" Qingming looked at him with some amusement.

"Ask, just ask."

Qingming saw that he had a tendency to give up on himself, so she comforted him softly: "Actually, you don't have to be so wary of Babaichuni."

"I'm not wary of her." Boya held Qingming's hand, "I'm afraid I might hurt you unintentionally."

A dream awakens memories.

Seimei still remembers the arrow from back then.

At that time, Boya had been pestering him for several months.

Boya is talented, young and promising, and he is righteous. He is the dream lover of unmarried girls and married young women in Kyoto.

It's just that he is competitive and pursues the way of the strong, and his greatest hobby is to challenge those who are stronger than him.

Qingming is gentle, gentle and kind, even if she is pestered by Boya day and night, she is patient.Over time, on the contrary, the days when Boya was not around were a little unaccustomed to being quiet.

It took a lot of physical energy to fight monsters that day, and when I got home, I saw Boya waiting at the door, Qingming was actually a little happy.

Although Boya's opening and closing of their mouths were all about competitions, but they were just playing around and never taking it seriously.

In fact, as long as Qingming is more determined, Boya will not stalk him.

Whenever Qingming sees Boya eager to try, he feels like a child who will never grow up, always so innocent and energetic, people can't take their eyes off, and can't help but want to fulfill his wish.

It is because Seimei's heart has loosened a bit, and he smiled and said nothing in the face of Boya's provocation, that he attacked without hesitation.If he hadn't been brave at the time and could have shown weakness a little bit, even if he was tired of saying a word, Boya would definitely not have made things difficult for himself, and the next thing would not have happened.

Seimei never blamed Boya.

During the three months of separation, Qingming thought that Boya would feel guilty after knowing that he played with injuries, so she never dared to see him.

And on that day three months later, if the [-]-year-old bhikkhuni deliberately stopped him, how could Boya meet Qingming on the street.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni had already predicted that when she went to the street on Qingming that day, she was planning to go to Boya's house.

And Boya said that he was going to drink and get drunk, but in fact he still walked to the courtyard.

The opposite direction, the same route, meeting is inevitable.

It was also from that day that the eight hundred bhikkhunis truly confirmed that they could not do without each other.

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