rose fragrance

When Izumo opened the door of the house, he saw Toku lying on the table and dozing, breathing shallowly.

"It's really... you'll catch a cold like this." Izumo sighed helplessly, touching ten strands of soft hair with his hands, with an excellent sense of touch, he unconsciously touched them a little more.

At this time, the head under the palm shook, and a pair of sleepy eyes poked out from under the bangs, bright and bright, with some tears remaining in the eye sockets, Izumo felt his heart tighten for no reason,

"Hi, Kusanagi-san, well, good evening." Toku stretched his waist and looked at Izumo with a smile.

"Don't sleep here, go back to sleep." Izumo said softly.

"You can carry me back," Shi Shu said with a smile, opening his arms and motioning to Izumo, "I want the princess to hug me."

"Uh...really, are you acting like a baby?" Izumo chuckled, put down the laptop, and picked up the man, very light weight, like a piece of... cotton candy.

Shi Shu was happy in his heart, and the accumulated depression melted away a little. He leaned tightly on the man's arms, humming in his mouth, as if he was raving or singing,

"Brother Kusanagi, someone is following me today."

Izumo paused for a moment, not expecting what Shishu said, "Oh? Could it be a flower picker?"

"Pfft," Shi Shu rubbed against Izumo, "How is it possible, isn't the biggest flower picker right here?"

"Nonsense," Izumo laughed, and gently placed the ten bunches on the bed, and then held up the man's handsome face, "But, you are indeed a delicate flower, and you just want to be trampled on." Squeeze."

"Hey, Kusanagi-san is so depressing." Shishu pretended to be very angry, but smiled happily, and put his arms around Izumo's neck, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a piranha?"

"Of course I'm afraid, but I just want to gamble this time." Izumo's eyes were deep, serious and firm, but Toku looked a little guilty, only smiled slightly, lowered his head and gently took off his thick clothes.

Izumo embraced ten bouquets, and kissed the corner of his forehead, "I installed a camera, don't worry, no one will dare to 'pick' my flowers."

"Wh...what?!" Shi Shu was shocked, and grabbed Izumo's clothes, "Camera, head, where is...?" He trembled nervously, but fell silent after a while down.

Sure enough... Izumo frowned, and the man's nervous expression fell into his eyes, and a certain thought spontaneously emerged in his heart.But he leaned close to Shi Bean's ear, "Don't be afraid, I won't be in the bedroom, so I didn't change my mind like this."

"You..." Shi Shu gritted his teeth secretly, but put on a blushing and complaining expression, "Huh, who knows, will you, a pervert, take pictures of you as a GV teaching material? What about the bathroom...there are many places where we have sex."

"Haha, angry?" Izumo teased and kissed the man's neck, "I'm just joking, I don't need a camera at all, but for your safety..."

For my safety, really, isn't it... Ten beams are a little scared.

"If... I said," Shi Shu's heart became colder and colder, even though his lover gnawed on his naked skin, but there was no trace of desire in his eyes, "If I give up the job of male public relations, I'll be fine." Stay at home, don't you feel relieved?"

"Tatara..." Izumo stopped and frowned, seemingly puzzled, "Why, you weren't..."

"I figured it out," Ten Bunches of Kiss pressed to the corner of his lips, and he skillfully undid Izumo's clothes with his fingers, "Since I promised to be your lover, I must do my best."

"No, Tatara," Izumo held his hand, with worry on his brows, "If you like it, I won't force you, that's your job, you work so hard to do your duty, and..."

"No, no, brother Kusanagi, you are wrong," Toku smiled, "I don't like that job at all, I've long been tired of such hypocritical and polite things, how... can it be as happy as being around Brother Kusanagi? , as long as a little, you can get a lot." There are many material things, but am I still lacking? Ten bundles of nose are a little sore.

In fact, I am also speaking hypocritically now, lying, I who have been telling lies...

Toku suppressed the bitter tears and leaned his head on Izumo's shoulder. Izumo sighed softly, hugged Shiku tightly, and said softly: "Forget it, it's up to you. Are you tired? After all these years ...Sometimes you get used to it, and you don’t feel it when you’re tired.”

"Huh?" Toku raised his head and looked at Izumo, thinking he would continue to say something.But Izumo didn't say anything, just smiled, and suddenly stroked Toku's back.

"What is this?" Izumo was surprised, but more like it, he actually...

"The tattoo is the same as yours, although it doesn't look very similar... Do you like it?" Ten beams asked cautiously. In fact, he wanted to go home and say it right away, but unexpectedly... now he is in no mood.

"I like it...I like it very much, but it hurts, right?" He is really a willful guy, and he is the only one who can think of doing such a bold thing.

Izumo caressed the lifelike tattoo, the flame pattern symmetrical with his own right shoulder, dancing like a butterfly, in fact, his heart was full of pity.

"It doesn't hurt, as long as you... like it." Shishu smiled, and Izumo looked at him seriously, then took Shishu and sealed it with his lips.Shi Shu was taken aback, put aside his depression for the time being, and responded slowly.

So the two kissed deeply and ecstatically, having fun all night long, and fell asleep after being extremely tired.

Izumo only felt that he was never so tired tonight, his heart was tired, he was really tired...

Opening the window, facing the wind, the cold wind slightly lowered the scalding temperature, he sighed, and threw away the still unlit cigarette.

He glanced at the person lying on the bed,

"Tatara, what should I do with you?"

It was a cold and dark night, he lost a fight, was chased and beaten, dragged his heavy steps, and was forced to a deserted alley.

Those were the eyes of a group of ferocious wolves, and he shrank into the shadows with his bleeding arms, trembling all over his body.

"Stinky boy, where are you going?" A person swung a stick at him, "Dare to inform the old master, I am really impatient!"

Countless sticks and sticks fell heavily, he bit his lips tightly, feeling the pain in the place where he was beaten bloomed like a flower, he even saw the turbulent red, gradually permeating.

"Hey...you guys," suddenly an untimely lazy magnetic voice broke in, "You are in the way."

"Who are you, go somewhere else!" An angry voice said.

The man frowned, and the next moment he heard a scream, it was extremely miserable.

"My...my arm." Those who were fighting couldn't see it, so they let him go, and said to the provocative person, "Where did you come from, you brat, how dare you hit our boss!"

"What? Aren't you just a bunch of dogs blocking the way?" The man snorted disdainfully, followed by fierce fighting.

He opened his eyes vigorously, only then did he realize that a group of defeated people had collapsed on the ground, all of whom were beating him, and standing in front of him was a young man in black with flamboyant red hair.

"Thank you for saving me." He grinned, his lips sore.

"..." The man was silent for a long time, "Do you want to follow me? I can be your boss."

"Huh? You..." He laughed suddenly, even though he was very embarrassed now, he still sneered, "Don't be kidding, you are just a junior high school student, you are so whimsical..."

And I'm a good citizen, how can I get along with this kind of violence, he thought.

But in the end he still followed, Kusanagi Izumo woke up from the memory, he knocked on the ashtray, thinking, maybe at that time, he might really be unconvinced.

I don't want to be ignored by my family, I don't want to just be an obedient student in front of the old teacher, I don't want to be looked down upon by a junior high school student, why can he speak out confidently, and I also want to break free.

He was also self-willed, rebellious youth in those years.It's just that now I gradually feel a kind of tiredness, a burdened heart, and a heavy experience. Now, what he is insisting on, in fact, he doesn't know, but accepts all this numbly, and moves forward slowly.

He looked at the flickering screen saver on the screen, moved the mouse, and restored the desktop, the concise report...

"Tatara..." couldn't help murmuring.

"I'm here." Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and his eyes were warm.

"Why are you awake, don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Izumo calmly closed the book, wrapping those hands in his own.

Shi Shu pulled out a hand, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and sat sideways on the arm of the chair, "Because I found that the 'big pillow' is missing, come out and look for it."

"Brother Kusanagi, go back to sleep. Is there any important work?" Toka put out the cigarette Izumo had just lit, "Smoking is not good either."

"...Hehe, okay," Izumo took ten bundles, hugged him on his thigh, and kissed his forehead, "I'll listen to you."

There was an inexplicable sweetness in Shishu's heart, and he carefully stroked Izumo's face, handsome outline, calm and gentle eyes, he is such a man who makes my heart beat, Shishu thought.

Holding his face in his hands, Izumo lightly bit his thin lips...

Touching into the study room again, Shishu thought, he just...wanted to do one last thing, let's do it for the last time, just treat it as the last time, he thought.When he finally pulled out the USB flash drive from his notebook, he leaned weakly against the bookshelf.

Behind the door, another figure sighed softly, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth, which was heavier than tobacco...

Awashima rubbed his temples, and finally closed the door. After finally signing the contract, a group of staff were arguing about the proposal again.

She looked at the elegant and quiet man smoking a cigarette sitting on the sofa, but frowned and said, "Don't smoke in my office."

But unexpectedly did not get a joking response, Kusanagi seemed to be thinking about something.

"you……"

"Have you looked for Shishu?" Awashima frowned at the faint gaze, and said in a whisper: "How do you know, he... can't tell you."

"So you really went to him," Izumo pressed the cigarette butt in his tone still lightly, "Go to him behind my back, and then... make him give up his job?"

"Hmph, what's your tone?" Awashima crossed his arms, "Are you interrogating me? Yes, I went to ask him, but in the end he rejected me."

"Do you... care about him?" Awashima glanced at Izumo.

Izumo turned sideways, almost took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice, "Okay, I get it, and you don't want to interfere with the rest."

"What?" Awashima was a little annoyed, "I don't know what you're thinking, what you want to do next, but... please don't be so cruel, you treat everyone like this."

"..." With sadness in his eyes, Izumo shook his head and only smiled, "What are you afraid of, that I will hurt him? When did you have such a good friendship?"

"You...how can you laugh so..." Awashima sat down, his face full of worry, "Yes, I have no position to say these things, although I am a fan of the situation and clear to the bystanders, but sometimes I really can't guess to your mind."

"Don't guess, everything will be over." Kusanagi Izumo lit the cigarette again, "It will be as peaceful as before."

"The end..." Awashima closed his eyes, thinking of the smiling man, he couldn't bear it, "Are you willing? Is it fair to him?"

Izumo didn't answer, but stood up, threw away the cigarette, and accidentally burned his skin, causing some stinging pain.He paused, but still reached out to push the door.

"I'm pregnant." In a calm tone.

Izumo was stunned for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and asked with a smile, "Don't be joking, Seri-chan."

"Come with me to the hospital first." Awashima seemed to have made up his mind, approached him, and held his arm.

Izumo frowned, his burning skin only felt more painful, and he pushed Awashima away.

"I don't have and don't want to take on the obligations and responsibilities of such a marriage contract."