[Onmyoji] Is the flower roll delicious?

The syllables uttered from the beautiful lip color of the flower and bird roll made the people and monsters present as quiet as a chicken.

After a while——"I haven't even heard of this lord?" Ying? Cub? Cao obediently leaned against Guhuo Bird's chest, murmuring in confusion.

"I've never seen such a noble monster before," Guhuo Niao gently stroked the little girl's ponytail with its wings, as if to comfort her.

"Well, this guy, I have his story here, but I promised him not to tell. However, when we met, he was a guy who was afraid of the dark like Hanamaki, and now he should be a powerful big monster," Qing Xing Deng said thoughtfully, and seemed to be somewhat sighing.

"Huh," Kawakikaki kicked the hanging lantern, and laughed when she saw the lantern shaking foolishly like a Bodhidharma. She turned her head inadvertently, and saw Abe Seimei coaxing the little boy into a shy smile. Juan couldn't help laughing, these two people are really like father and son.

She lightly jumped off the lantern handle, walked to the edge of the stage with a smile, bent over, and stretched out her hand to rub the little boy's long, smooth, black hair.

"Mother!" The boy followed her and put his hands on his head in surprise, found her body, and threw himself into her arms.

Huaniaojuan hugged him in her arms helplessly and dotingly, and didn't bother to correct his address anymore. She was also very happy to have a well-behaved son—a combination of a monster and a human to give birth to a child. The chances are extremely small and painful, and the price to pay may be death.Besides, this little guy looks a bit like himself and Abe Seimei, he is more than satisfied, he is perfect!

"Abe Seimei, what's the name of the little guy?" Hanakori-maki doesn't know how to name him, so should he be called Ibaraki Doji?Or Shutendouji?

"Sunny."

"Huh?" Why do you have to call your own name.

"What did you call me?" Abe Seimei mercifully gave her another chance, staring at the bewildered woman in front of her.

"An... Seimei," she changed her mouth with a smile, then watched Abe Seimei stand up, turn around and leave, eh?Didn't she call 'Qingming'? It's hard to be dissatisfied.

Feeling suddenly enlightened, the flowers and birds rolled their throats, pretending to be soft and shouted: "Qingming, Qingming, Qingming, Qingming, Qingming, Qingming... oh!"

"I heard it!" Abe Seimei said these words almost word by word, his cold blue eyes were almost stained pink, and the roots of his ears were almost red and hot.

Huaniaojuan, whose face was covered by things, was aggrieved: ...It's really hard to serve, I get angry when I don't shout, and I get angry when I shout.

"Hitomi."

"What?" Hearing his words without beginning or end, Hanaori rolled up the haori casually, and looked up in confusion.

"Hitomi Abe."

"Oh," Huaniaojuan smiled and reached out to rub the boy lying in his arms, "I'll call you Tongtong from now on, Tongtong is good."

"Yeah!" Abe Hitomi responded obediently, regretting for the rest of his life - he probably didn't expect that ten years later, he would see his beautiful and fairy-like mother and call him 'Tongtong' tenderly.

"Where's the eight-hundred-year-old bhikkhuni?" Huaniaomaki only remembered her when she saw the haori on her body. At the beginning, she had a huge oolong, and made the haori bigger by mistake, but in the end it was her current haori that was suitable. size.

"Let's go," one word is missing, hurry up.

"Oh, that's it. I wanted to ask her to take a look at Tongtong's eyes."

"She's not a doctor."

"But she is a witch."

"It'll be fine, don't worry."

"Ah."

Huaniao rolled his eyes gently caressing Abe Hitomi's eyes, his eyes that should have been pure black were mixed with purple waste.

Hitomi Abe also obviously noticed that something was wrong with her, and patted her arm lightly.

"Does Tongtong also want to become a powerful onmyoji like your father?"

Hitomi Abe nodded.

"Haha, do you know what an onmyoji is going to do?"

Hitomi Abe shook his head.

"Nod if you don't know, little fool. Go, ask your father to take you to the summoning formation."

Then Abe Hitomi was picked up and placed on a warm and generous chest.

He called out obediently, "Father."

Then the gentle and pleasant male voice responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Huaniaojuan watched the two disappear behind the door with a smile, waved to the little monsters who couldn't stay for a long time, and brought some white and soft rice cakes, a group of monsters gathered around the low table happily.

"Hey, where's the demon fox?"

"Hahahahahahahaha, he was sent by Lord Qingming to take care of the cubs."

"Cub?"

"It's the Yukino and Ootengu who were defeated that day."

"That's it, it's really a pity for him."

Suddenly, violent fluctuations of spiritual power came from the room where the summoning circle was drawn, and a powerful coercion came along with it.

Hanaori stretched out his hand and released his spiritual power to protect the monsters around him, with an unclear expression.

"The little master will be a powerful onmyoji again."

"awesome."

Huaniaojuan couldn't laugh at all, and even wanted to cry a little.At this time, the door of the room was opened, and Abe Seimei walked out with a dark face holding the confused Abe Hitomi. Behind them came Hanamaki's 'fiancé'—Ara.

This is fucking embarrassing.

Huang is a big monster with raven-black long hair, a delicate and handsome face, and a slender figure, implying strong power and the ability to prophesy.

But he didn't predict whether he would meet his fiancée's interest.

Before he could speak, Huaniaojuan rushed to say: "The marriage contract doesn't count!"

"......Oh."

The author has something to say: I made up the name randomly, but I can't do anything about the first and last name I found on the Internet, so don't mind!

And this broken Jinjiang!

I've been stuck trying to update at nine in the morning and I'm now!

Wronged Baba!