Chapter 344 It’s Dark, Please Close Your Eyes

Chapter 345: It's dark, please close your eyes

"Hello, sorry to bother you."

There was a polite knock on the door. Shuoyue and Draco, who were thinking, looked up and looked at each other.

"Someone is coming."

"I know."

"Will you refuse? Refuse the Master of Chaldea and your sister?"

"That... depends on who asks."

Said with a smile, Shuoyue walked out of the entrance and opened the door.

Kiyohime, wearing a black, white and gold kimono, stood at the door with a bright smile.

"I'm sorry for not bringing any souvenirs for my sudden visit." As expected of a lady from a noble family, even with the EX-level frenzy, Kiyohime's etiquette was impeccable.

"Mr. Shuoyue has also seen that the climate of this island is changeable. I really can't bear to let the master suffer from wind and rain, so, can you allow the master to stay in your house?"

It was a very decent request. Shuoyue did not allow Shuoyue to accept more than ten people, but made a concession and allowed the master to enter first, and then looked for opportunities to send Mashu, Illya and others in... Of course, it is not ruled out that Qingji really just wants to let the master in.

It's a pity that although it is reasonable, she is facing Shuoyue in vacation mode-different from the seriousness and meticulousness in battle, the current Shuoyue is a willful and lazy fun person.

There is nothing wrong with Qingji's speech, but Shuoyue is not someone who can be persuaded by reason.

"Well, this kind of thing, of course it's okay-"

Shuoyue didn't wait for Qingji to react, and took a step forward, leaned down slightly, and pressed against her face.

"But, how can you repay me?"

The suddenly shortened distance, coupled with the young man's slightly raised, seductive ending tone, made Qingji's defenses hit hard.

Close... too close!

This action, this tone, is it possible, is it possible that what he wants in return is...

Me? !

"Huh!" Qingji was shocked by her own thoughts. She hurriedly took a step back, even forgetting the idea of ​​counterattack. Her golden eyes were full of panic, "Then, that... this... this is not allowed..."

Qingji was retreating, but Shuoyue was moving forward. His golden vertical pupils hid a smile, not giving her any breathing space. There was also the oppressive feeling of the dragon species emanating invisibly, which made Qingji's legs weak with the snake attribute, and made her unable to extricate herself from the misunderstanding of shyness and heartbeat.

Red-faced beautiful boy B++, passive trigger.

Judgment of great success!

For a moment, Qingji could hear her heart beating, so hot and crazy, just like when she first met that Anzhen-sama... But how could this be possible?

The Master is obviously her husband (female), the love of her life!

But just when her cheek pupils and eyes were wandering, Shuoyue suddenly reached out, hugged Qingji's exposed waist, and whispered in her ear:

"My lady, you don't want the Master to have no place to live, do you..."

The devilish whisper made Qingji's defense completely collapse. She screamed without regard for her demeanor, her face flushed, and fled in a panic. After confirming that Qingji ran away, Shuoyue covered her stomach and laughed unscrupulously.

"Is it fun?"

The whisper sounded behind him, and Shuoyue's expression froze instantly. He turned his head stiffly, only to see Draco appear behind him at some point, his eyes dim.

"...When did you come?"

"From the beginning." Draco had a blank expression on his face, but his tail was shaking slightly, like a rattlesnake spitting out its tongue.

In other words, she witnessed the whole process of Shuoyue teasing Qingji like a playboy and making him flee in panic...

Shuoyue could even sense that some murderous intent was locked on him, but in holiday mode, he simply threw away his disguise and gave a thumbs up:

"In someone's words, I'm so happy that I can't help it, hahahaha...ah!"

Accompanied by the angry curse of "Go to hell", someone was whipped to the ground by a tail, and he didn't get up for a long time. Then a petite figure pounced on him and bit him.

"I'm dying, I'm dying... Let go, Your Majesty!"

"Wryyyy..."

"What a misfortune!"

Amid the screams of someone accepting the punishment, Miss Qingji's strategy challenge failed miserably.

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On the hillside not far from the cave

"How is Kiyohime?" Ritsuka, who hurried back from the forest, pulled Tamamonomae, the guest doctor, and said anxiously, "I heard that she fainted after she came back. What happened? Is she injured? Is she cursed..."

"Calm down, calm down, Master." Tamamonomae patted Ritsuka on the shoulder, "Although I only learned the basics from Okuninushi, I can see that Kiyohime has no problems at all, no curse, no injury, but she was too emotional and fell into a coma. She will be fine after resting for a while, but..."

Speaking of this, Tamamonomae's tone suddenly became strange.

"Before Kiyohime fell into a coma, the last words she said were 'Master (dear) I'm sorry'... I don't know what happened to this child."

Sorry for me? What should I be sorry for?

Ritsuka was puzzled, and then shocked.

"Could it be that Sakutsuki... forced Kiyohime to do something?"

"Who knows about this kind of thing?" Tamamonomae shrugged. "Anyway, Mordred ran over there to ask for an explanation, and Miss Altria followed him. If it's the two of them, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

no problem? No problem, there will be ghosts, I always feel like the two of them will fight first!

Li Xiang's face almost turned green. He quickly gathered a large number of people and attacked Shuo Yue's house in a mighty manner.

It's not that Shuo Yue's mortal body will be beaten to death by the heroic spirits, but that the farce between the two 'father and son' will be seen by Shuo Yue.

She couldn't afford to lose this person!

However, when she arrived at the scene, what she saw was Du Mao, who kept bowing and apologizing, and Xiao Mo, who was tied up with a quilt and hung at the gate, struggling like a maggot.

"Huh? What's going on?" Sakuyue, who was leaning on the door frame, couldn't help but be startled when he saw Fujimaru and the others, "Has the Master finally decided to surround the magician with his servants and seize my home with arms?"

"No, it's nothing!" Naturally, Li Xiang would not tell her true purpose. She gestured wildly behind her back to signal everyone to take back the Noble Phantasm, and said with a dry smile, "Well, um... what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that a naughty kid was making trouble and I caught him. This relative is apologizing to me." Shuo Yue answered lightly.

"Hiss—" Ritsuka took a breath of air and looked at Mordred, who had given up struggling and had a look of humiliation on his face, and then at Sakuzuki, who was unharmed and was even joking with Da Mao.

...Xiao Mo, are you a fake heroic spirit? !

"That guy is the type I hate the most!" Feeling the shocked gazes of the Heroic Spirits, Xiao Mo shouted angrily, "I was bombarded by powerful magic as soon as I entered the door, and I didn't even have time to use the Noble Phantasm!"

Hearing Mordred's words, Artoria's expression changed slightly, looking a little guilty, while Kotamamo thought thoughtfully:

"In other words, Mr. Sakuzuki is a very powerful magician?"

You know, Mordred is a copy of King Arthur. He is not very good at magic. Ordinary magic can't even kill, let alone subdue a legendary Knight of the Round Table and even hang her at the door. Even if It's Tamamo-mae from Caster's employment agency, so she has to arrange it well to do it.

But Shuo Yue is not a Servant, and has no anecdotal enhancement at all. As a modern magician, he can actually bind the legendary knight... This is really shocking.

"It's just taking advantage of the advance preparation." Shuo Yue was very modest. After a few casual remarks, he returned to the topic, "Then, King of Knights, and Ritsuka, why do you come all the way?"

Ritsuka had been mentally prepared for a long time, but Arturia spoke first. She took a step forward, her blond hair swaying, and made a request generously:

"Can you please let us borrow it? Unfortunately, my hands are only good at destruction, not creation. It would be my dereliction of duty not to provide the master with good living conditions, so I beg you..."

"There's no need to call me that. Honorifics sound too distant. Just call me by my real name." Shuo Yue waved her hand casually, opened the door, and turned to leave.

"You're all here, let's settle for one night today. My courtyard is quite big. I'll help you build a house tomorrow." Shuo Yue turned around and looked at the dumbfounded King Da Mao, once again showing his evil intentions. smile.

"What, you don't want to live there?"

"Yes, of course I do!" Ritsuka hurriedly spoke. The affinity from the master was full. She ran up and put her arms around Shuoyue. "Speaking of which, we haven't even met yet! Hello, I'm Ritsuka. I'm 17 this year. Years old, female, height 158cm, weight 59kg, unmarried, no one to date..."

"Haha, the difference between you and him is really huge."

"Who is it? Isn't it normal for people to have different personalities? Or is he very similar to me?"

With the Master taking the lead, the followers behind him did not pretend to be reserved. After five days of torture, they eagerly rushed in and went to separate rooms under the leadership of Shuo Yue.

"Hey! Have you forgotten me?" Mordred, who was rolled up into a caterpillar and hung at the city gate, protested loudly. However, her voice could not be squeezed into the laughter in the courtyard, even if the aroma of dinner lingered. When she rose, she could only look up at the sky and shed two lasagna tears.

Tired, destroy it.

When Xiao Mo looked at the sky speechlessly, the sky darkened, and the crescent moon and silver stars jumped on the curtain, shedding soft light.

When the veil-like moonlight fell, the island fell into absolute silence. Whether it was a servant or a master, a girl or a young man, they all fell into an absolute sleep.

It's dark, please close your eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Shuo Yue heard the system prompt tone in the dark.

[Dream photographer, please open your eyes]

So, the young man opened his eyes, woke up from his groggy dream, and his first reaction was to complain.

Hey, the Holy Grail system is too fair. I don’t even know when I fell asleep. Now the quality of my sleep every night can be guaranteed...

Thinking like this, Shuo Yue received a prompt from the system.

[Please choose a player to become a sleepwalker]

A light curtain appeared in front of him, and serial numbers appeared on the heads of everyone participating in the game. Shuo Yue could choose the object he wanted to 'capture dreams' with just a thought.

After thinking for a moment, Shuo Yue's eyes locked on a certain Master who was lying on the tatami, his hands still resting on his schoolgirl's chest.

The decision is made by you, Contestant No. 6, Fujimaru Ritsuka!

There were no guesses or inferences on the first night. It was all based on feeling. Among everyone, Ritsuka was the first in terms of presence and importance. If the werewolf really wanted to take action, it would most likely be like this. A master suffered disaster.

[After the selection, please close your eyes again]

A gentle and irresistible force came, and Shuoyue closed her eyes and fell into a peaceful dream.

When everyone woke up at the same time, the sky was already bright, and only the unchanged movements before "falling asleep" proved that the game last night was not a dream.

"Hey! I've been hung up for a day, come and put me down!"

A servant who had been hung up all night and was covered with dew shouted loudly, kicking off today's busyness.

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Unlike the noisy people in the early morning, Draco stayed in bed for a long time, then slowly broke free from the seal of the quilt, climbed up, and stretched his waist in the morning light.

Inadvertently turning his head, the other bed was neat and tidy, and there was no sign of anyone lying down.

Before being forced to fall asleep, Shuoyue was still busy arranging the room and had no time to come back.

Draco is a considerate girl, so Draco will not be angry.

It's just... a little lonely.

There was no one around, so Draco simply hugged his thighs and huddled up, with the seemingly ferocious dragon tail lying flat on the scales and entwined on his side.

From a psychological point of view, this is a very insecure posture, and for Draco, who already knew her own end, what she feared most was that no one would witness her end.

Crossing the sea from the endless black mud, the end of gluttonous prosperity, this is the great whore of Babylon, the seven-headed and ten-horned great red dragon - it is also the posture of Draco as a beast and one of the devices for destroying mankind.

And this uncontrolled degenerate posture has been broken, the young man bent his bow and arrow in the Colosseum, hunted her, and exhausted all his soul, gently and irresistibly deprived her of the possibility of returning to Beast.

So she returned to the endless nothingness, returned to the imaginary contract, even if she stayed here, her body was silent in the cold and endless imaginary sea.

...Oh, and there was a woman who sang all day long, and there was no sound insulation, it was so noisy.

Draco sighed helplessly after skillfully blocking the KTV scene on the other side.

She does not belong to Rome or Beast now, and it is even more impossible for her to integrate into human civilization... She is like a floating duckweed, and only the New Moon is her root here.

So, she, Draco, is a person who is very afraid of loneliness.

If no one stays by her side, even one more second is torture, but she does not hate New Moon's self-assertion. The reckless intention for redemption is enough to warm her long life.

She is originally a parasite in New Moon's shadow. If there is really anything big, she will die with New Moon. If they look at each other, I believe that the journey of death will not be lonely.

"In return, do you want to transform into the third spiritual base... No, no, I will definitely not become like that!"

Refuting her own hesitation, Draco, who still maintains the body of a young girl, jumped off the bed, with a not very happy look on her face, but the tail behind her shook disobediently, revealing a bit of joy.

What kind of story can we witness today?

I have written too much as I write, so I will just write 4,000 chapters each, and update once today.