People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

Before stepping out of the corridor, you can already hear the chirping of birds and the chirping of gnats.

Walking out of the corridor, you will be greeted by a lonely courtyard, surrounded by a tall courtyard wall, and in the corner of the wall is a circle of flower beds planted with unknown flower clusters.

Competing for beauty, a hundred flowers blooming, and even butterflies fluttering can be seen, which is very fascinating.

He'd never seen anything like it, never, neon wouldn't have this kind of environment at all.

Not to mention that it is still this kind of house in ancient China.

In the middle is a wooden pavilion.

The preliminary estimate of the area is at least 200 square meters.

It's just a glance at the past.

With a sense of curiosity, Fujiwara Yusheng walked into the pavilion with gray bara in his arms.

As soon as I got closer, the door to the attic opened on its own.

The four maids who came out of the way, one of them had a different color of clothes, but she recognized it at a glance, she was the little Rou just now.

Is there a shortcut to this place?

But that's not that important.

"Miss Childe, do you need to change your clothes?"

"Xiaocui and Xiaolan went to make tea for Miss Childe.

"Yes. The two maids whose names were called answered.

Then he walked to the side with small steps.

And Xiao Rou and the other remained in place waiting to be dispatched.

When he was in Fujiwara's mansion, Yamaguchi Shiki usually greeted him like this, so he was used to being obedient.

Gray Yuan was a little uncomfortable, she felt that this group of girls was too low-voiced.

However, when I think of how much money she has spent, I don't seem to have much sympathy.

"Go down first.

"Yes. "

Fujiwara is familiar with the rest of his life, and this set of old society tricks has always been applicable, and it is handy.

While they waited outside, Fujiwara Yusheng and Ashbara sat at the round mahogany table, which looked expensive.

He looked at the two cups of hot tea, thought for a long time, and asked

, "Wife, how much did you spend to make a reservation for this place?"

Now, Fujiwara has to be curious for the rest of his life, this is probably the first time in his life that he has come to such a place that makes people feel a strong Chinese atmosphere.

"Think about it, 100,000.

"100,000 yen, it's too cheap, we'll come here often!" "

No, no, no, it's 100,000 M gold." Gray

Plains' head shook like a rattle.

"It's no difference, it's cheap, let's come back often!"

"Uh-huh." "

Fujiwara thought that Gray Yuan Ai was just looking for fun, and didn't think much about it, mainly because this place really made him feel familiar, the psychology of a stranger, as if it could be washed away here.

After a while, Xiaorou knocked on the door and asked, "Miss Childe, your banquet has been prepared, do you need to serve it?"

Gray Yuan pouted and watched as some dishonest person was doing something to her, and if she didn't let him eat something, she would probably be eaten herself.

Successive dishes are served to the table, and a fish tail can be seen in the steaming noodle soup.

Everything is basically a Chinese dish, count carefully, exactly nine dishes, and each dish is packed with a tripod.

The finely crafted food tripod looks also novel.

In ancient times, only the Son of Heaven ate Jiuding.

This is really the customer is God.

The basic service was not picky, Xiao Rou and the others were still standing next to them serving tea and pouring water at any time, and two people were holding a fan to fan the wind.

There is really a kind of corrupt life of the daily landlord's family.

After a while, full of wine and food, Fujiwara retired the four maids for the rest of his life.

Pulling the gray plain mourning began to spread around the yard, if they changed their clothes again, it would really be too appropriate.

It was getting late, and the full moon was like a disk.

The sparse moonlight drifted above Gray Yuanwai's head, white as a gauze garment.

The courtyard was calm.

The four slender figures stand slim, standing under the moon and watching Fujiwara Yusheng and Gray Yuan Ai in the courtyard quite leisurely and leisurely admiring the moon and flowers.

For a long time, as if watching that the time was up, Gray Yuan Wai pulled Fujiwara's finger for the rest of his life.

"Yu Shengjun, go home.

Gray Hara's sad smile made Fujiwara can't help but hug her and kiss her for the rest of his life.

"Go home and come back later.

Fujiwara reluctantly glanced at this courtyard before parting.

It felt like he'd seen something like that before, just like in that dream.

Thinking of this, he was stunned, a memory fragment flashed in his head, and the image of the tall pavilion appeared in his mind, and gradually became clear.

But the next moment, a red light flashed in his mind, and the image of the pavilion was completely shattered by the red light.

It's red light again!

Who the hell is that woman!?

This time there was no discomfort, just a little dazed.

Out of the Dusk Garden, he forgot how he came out.

All I had in my head was the woman from that dream.

Whew~

The night breeze was blowing, and some cool wind made him come back to his senses.

Still holding a warm little hand in her hand, Ash Yuan Ai has been leading the way in front, and she can see the state of Fujiwara who is a little absent-minded for the rest of her life.

Didn't bother him, just silently, by his side.

Until he got into the car, Fujiwara lit fire for the rest of his life, and Ash Hara hugged his waist tightly.

All the way back with the moon.

I don't know if he chases the moon or the moon chases him.

Finally, at midnight, the two rushed back home.

Ai got out of the car in a hurry, and Fujiwara thought she wanted to go to the toilet for the rest of her life.

After waiting for him to park the car, he slowly walked upstairs.

The lights on the second floor were not turned on.

Walking slowly up the stairs, there was not a single sound of footsteps on the second floor.

"Sure enough, it's in the toilet, but why don't you turn on the lights... No, how can there be other breathing sounds..."

Fujiwara Yusheng stretched, thinking that he would go to bed early tonight, but he sensed the sound of untimely heavy breathing.

The sound of the breath was familiar, and he could basically determine who it was.

Want to do a sneak attack?

Fujiwara Yusheng raised the corners of his mouth, deliberately slowed down, and at the last moment of the steps, he suddenly turned sideways to avoid the rushing figure, and then pressed him to the ground.

At that moment, the lights suddenly turned on.

Gray Yuan Wai stood next to the sofa with a bouquet of flowers, his face was flushed, and his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon: "Yu Shengjun, happy birthday." "

Oh

, happy birthday

, yes, it's May 20th today.

Fujiwara almost forgot for the rest of his life that he still had a birthday.

"I knew I was going to fail, but I still wanted to try, hehe, happy birthday Fujiwara-kun. Black

Feather Kuaito raised his hands above his head, his face was still a look of not admitting defeat, he couldn't beat this time, and he continued next time.

He didn't plan to come when he received the message from Gray Hara, but then Koizumi Hongzi suddenly contacted him and asked him to be close to Fujiwara for the rest of his life.

I can't even fix it for him.