MMB Chapter 63 Extra Story: If This Is a BE
Chapter 63 Extra Story: If This Is a BE
"...the fifth day..." Tamazamo hid in the small forest where she lived in seclusion, hid her body behind a thick tree trunk, and looked at the figure with her back facing her through the gap between the branches and leaves.While unconsciously groping the tree trunk with his hands, he looked at the extremely familiar figure and thought.
Although the person who came here never turned around to show him the front face, but just the back view, Yuzao only needs to look at it to know...
No one else but that person!
It can't be anyone else!
Although we haven't been together for a long time, whether it's the shape of the face or body, whether it's the standing and walking posture, or the thin but tall figure... Even after so many years, Tamazamo can still be recognized immediately.
While hiding behind the tree, he covered his beating heart with his hands, and a trace of complexity flashed in his purple eyes with some streamers.
A few years ago, he built a living space exclusively for monsters together with monsters such as the big tengu and the Lord of Arakawa - the village of the floating world. During the journey, after a demon traveled through the holy spring and barren mountains, he finally went around in circles, but returned to this forest as destined.
This... the forest where he was first born, raised, and ruled for the first half of his life.
According to the people of the world, it should be said that it was the place where he made his fortune.
The legendary extremely evil monster had a great reputation until he returned to this place, and not many monsters dared to settle in this territory.
Of course, this forest is actually tasteless to most powerful monsters, which is also one of the main reasons.
But Yuzaoqian finally came back here and lived there peacefully for several years.
Quiet as if living in seclusion, like an old monster who has entered his twilight years, intending to recall the past peacefully in the last few years of his life, and then quietly disappear in the memories...
He had a hotheaded time before, because he was unwilling to live in this small forest, so he ran out, successfully mixed in the demon world like a fish in water, gained a great reputation, and has a reputation among monsters. The name of the extremely evil demon'.While being complacent, he yearned for the weak human world that was far more exciting than the simple demon world, so he rushed in with a feverish mind and a sense of delirious mind, and finally escaped in panic, covered in bruises.
He has kept his name incognito for many years, mostly hiding in various places that are so barren that no human beings are willing to set foot, and even monsters don't like to go to the hell and underworld. He has run into it several times.
Until they finally succeeded in creating the floating world that belongs to monsters.At that time, Yuzao breathed a sigh of relief, and finally showed a relieved smile after meeting his hexagram.Then he didn't want to hide anymore.
The Ootengu who built Ukiyo-no-sato with him invited him to live in Ukiyo-no-sato from now on, because it is a separate and isolated space, and he no longer has to worry about his own safety after entering, and he doesn't have to hide like an ant. Hiding in hiding, just to escape that person's pursuit.
But Tamamomae refused.
"After this matter is settled, I will have no worries." Tamamo shook her head, showing a wanton and evil smile at the big tengu, and gnashed her teeth a little while speaking, "I have been hiding everywhere for so many years , If it wasn’t for the construction of the Floating World Village, I would have faced it head-on.” As he said this, his slender fingers clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed. "It's not like I haven't fought in mountains of swords and seas of fire."
"Besides, it's been so long, and I'm tired too."
Yes, having said so much, in fact the most important thing is that Yuzao felt that he was tired, and he didn't want to play hide-and-seek with that person anymore.
After completing the major event of the whole monster clan, he became even more bachelor, with a kind of attitude that he would love to die if he wanted to die.
Then he bid farewell to Ootengu and the Lord of Arakawa, turned around and started to wave everywhere, but he never faced that person directly when he was having a good time.He thought that person should have let go and would not come to him again.
Yu Zaoqian looked at the hexagram he recalculated for himself, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a bitter smile.
Perception can be deceiving, information can be misleading, but hexagrams cannot be deceiving.
In the end, he was going to die at the hands of that person.
But it is the length of time.
So in the end he returned to the place where he grew up and lived quietly in seclusion.
quietly... wait for death...
When he saw that figure, he suddenly felt a kind of certainty in his heart, and even brought some peace of mind.
he came.
Yuzao stood behind the tree, watching the man's back quietly, waiting for him to turn around and talk to him, or to draw his sword without saying a word.
He was ready to die.
He waited from dawn to noon, and from noon to dusk.
The man never turned his head, nor did he speak a word to him.
In the evening, he left.
Yuzao looked at the back of the other party going away, pursed her lips, suddenly lost the strength in her legs, and sat down on the ground.
He stared at the man's back, his vision blurred.
"...Ha..." He opened his mouth and let out a murmur that even he didn't know what it meant.
...was let off...or...the other party wanted to whet his appetite again like a cat catching a mouse before he died?
Yuzao couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at the moment, he just grabbed the clothes around his heart, and suddenly felt out of breath.
He didn't make up his mind until he met that person again.
What is quietly living in seclusion, what is ashamed, what is waiting to die...
He just...
He still didn't want to die.
Not at all.
Not reconciled.
Yuzao sat on the ground in front of her, blinking her eyes for a long time before refocusing the suddenly blurred vision, forcing her purple eyes to turn red, forcing back the tears that shouldn't have flowed.
At this point, he finally had to admit that after so many years of running away in fear, after forcing himself to put all his energy into the village of the floating world...
He really couldn't escape his feelings anymore.
He fell.
Planted in the hands of a man who was destined to take his own life.
"Retribution." As he said so, he stood up while supporting the tree trunk, and then walked back step by step.
That person continued to come for a month, and Tamazamo hid behind a tree and watched him secretly for a month.
He never went out.
Even if he really wants to go out.
The high-sounding words he said to the big tengu and the others, even to himself, can only deceive other people. The reason why he didn't want to hide anymore, and the reason why he found a place to live in an upright seclusion, was actually just because it was very simple. reason.
He misses him...
He wanted to see that person, he wanted to hear that person speak softly, he wanted to see that person's brows and eyes that looked extremely indifferent even when he smiled, and he wanted to hold those hands with a temperature that was perennially low for human beings.
He missed him like crazy.
Yuzao spread out his hand and looked at his palm, suddenly felt very strange.
Since it's been such a feeling of being apart for so many years that he can't help thinking about it to the point of going crazy, why...he was able to poison that person directly without shaking his hands.
Even coaxing him to drink poisoned wine day after day with that docile, soft and coquettish tone.
What did he think back then...?
He hid behind the tree and watched the man sit down by the lake, pressing his palms on the weeds growing by the lake, he didn't care about the wet soil on his hands, and he didn't care about his body. The rich robes are stained with dirt.
Tamamomae leaned against the tree and watched him like this, from morning to evening, saw him looking at the calm lake, watched him stand up from the ground, then turned and left.
if... just if...
If he could keep looking at him like this, even if he just stared at that person's back, Tamamomae would feel that he would be happy.
His wish has become so small.
A month later, that person did not come again.
Tamamomae would still go to stand behind the tree as usual every day, watching the calm lake through the gap of the tree trunk, as if there was someone's shadow there.
It's just that Yuzao knew that that person would never come again.
The man retrieved his queen, with great ceremony.
That person took Fujiwara Yasuko back to Tianshou Mountain and never set foot in the world again.
That person...will not come back to him again...
In the end, he couldn't even realize his wish to look at that person's back...
He had listened to that person's sweet talk, had a close relationship with that person, and even swore an oath to stay together in front of the world.
He broke his promise, so that person...
It doesn't belong to him anymore.
Later, he wanted to go to Tianshou Mountain to take a look at that person, but he was stopped by that person's attendant before he approached.
The handsome and thin murderer with white hair and red eyes is the most proud confidant he has ever cultivated.
"Fox demons are not welcome on Tianshou Island." The thin young man was holding a broken blade, looking at him with unfamiliar hostility.
He exchanged glances with the red-eyed young man before leaving.
He never took a step closer to Tianshou Island, even if he just looked at it from a distance.
He forgot that that person could see monsters.
That person knew his purpose of entering the palace in the first place.
So he didn't know what kind of mood that person was in, watching him coax him to drink the drug with a soft and sweet voice.
But he knew that the man let him go in the end.
Whether it was thousands of years ago, before the great onmyojis of Yinyangliao entered the palace, they tacitly allowed him to escape, or thousands of years later, they lived a godly life on Tianshou Island without contending with the world.
That person... gave up looking for him...
"……if……"
If during that month, he could come out from behind that tree and muster up the courage to talk to that person...would everything be different?
If he had died at that time, he wouldn't be living as dead as he is now.
He is too greedy.
He didn't want to die, he wanted to see him, he even wanted to take it for granted to lean in his arms, listen to him, and ask for his favor.
He wanted to hear him call his name again.
No one calls his name anymore.
The author has something to say:
Da Ranzai: I still can't help posting this, and I'm not afraid to tell you... In fact, there will be many, many bloody plots between uncle and His Majesty, such as this BE, or His Majesty's Taizi found it back, and let's say that His Majesty killed his uncle himself in the end...
But in comparison, it really is nostalgic, never seeing each other is the worst...