Diablo Destruction

When Arturia put down her hands selfishly, the little guy immediately acted like a machine that had lost power, whined, tilted her head, and fell into her arms again, making it difficult to tell what her behavior just now was. It's not a reflex.

oh? Surprisingly sensitive!

Seeing Arturia's confused expression, I lifted the sleeping little ghost from my arms and started rubbing her softest face.

Well, she won't wake up, she won't wake up, even this level of rubbing and deformation didn't wake her up. She was so sleepy that using a pig to form her body seemed to be an insult.

"Hahahaha~~Xiao Han Ri Leng Lan Wufufufufu~~~"

In his sleep, the little ghost whose face was rubbed seemed to have had some subtle dream. There was no wrinkle, and then he relaxed, drooled, and held him in his arms with such a cute and naive expression that it made people want to love him. The voice that kept rubbing was murmuring in sleep.

"Fan, she just seemed to be saying "Xiaofan is an idiot", but I couldn't understand the "Hahahaha~~" in the front and the "Uh-huh-huh~~~" in the back. I'm really ashamed."

Arturia thought for a moment and told me with a serious face.

"..."

No...I think I don't need you to translate for me. With my familiarity with this idiot saint, even if I cover my ears, just looking at her silly sleeping face will make me understand. Understand the language expressed in the opening and closing of those thin lips.

Arturia complained about my subtle feelings, and I felt unhappy...

By the way, [Hahahahaha] is a pure murmur in sleep, a bit like the trick we often say, and [Woohuhuhuhu] is the giggle of this little ghost. From the volume and pitch of the voice, combined with From the expression on his face during the whole process, I had reason to judge that there was more than an 80% chance that this little guy was trying to successfully trample me under his feet after a hard confrontation and then issued a Queen's voice. Good dreams of laughter are true.

"..."

After the translation was completed, I felt that I had been complained about by both the little ghost and myself who actually translated those silly words in a conscientious manner, and I felt even more unhappy...

Although I am usually used to being scolded by the little ghost, and I am so used to it that I have even stepped on the dangerous cliff called "m" where "if I don't get scolded for a day, my whole body will feel uncomfortable", but now in front of Artoria, , and it still made me a little annoyed when she translated it,

Really, hadn’t I repeatedly advised her to be modest and reserved when speaking when going out? So even if I am really stupid, I still have to use the terrifying rounding method that can make people's sense of existence become weak or even disappear out of thin air. Calculate it and get a mortal level. Well, let this stupid ghost use such advanced skills. Her math skills may indeed be a bit difficult for her, but...

But there will always be subtlety! At least say I'm a 9. At least most people can't understand what it means, you bastard! !

With a dark face, I looked at the sleeping face of the little guy who was sleeping in a mess and smelled so good, and I felt even more unbalanced.

If you can't forgive her, just use my latest punishment method to teach her a lesson.

Looking around, I immediately found the crime tool A, took a glass of water from the bedside table, and then used the terrifying crime tool B - a straw, like this... like this In this way, advanced skills are used to insert B's hard part into A's body, and the fit is complete! !

The complete crime tool has appeared - [let the sleeping person drown], the necessary horror weapon, hahahahaha~~~

My whole body exuded a sinister aura. I brought the cup with the straw inserted in front of the little ghost. With a "pop" sound, I inserted another section of the straw into one of her nostrils, and then pressed the other tightly.

"Hu~~~~ (exhale)"

The water in the cup bubbles, which is very good. The practicality of the device has passed the test, and the quality has reached an A+ level.

"Hiss~~~~ (inhale)"

The most anticipated moment appeared, oh oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, this little ghost appeared to change, and the face that was sleeping in a daze began to show the pain and panic of a drowning person.

After a few seconds, he whined and screamed, and the little fool's limbs began to dance randomly and unconsciously, just like those struggling violently in the water.

After more than ten seconds, he seemed to be finally tired. He made a serious "gurgling" sound when swallowing water. His pale little hands trembled and kept grabbing at the top of his head. It seemed that he was slowly sinking. .

Then his limbs fell down softly, and his expression gradually became peaceful.

There was a "pop", and at this moment, the water glass in his hand was snatched away. He raised his head, and Artoria, who was holding the water glass, looked over with a frown.

"Anyone who bullies others will one day be bullied by others."

No, I have been bullied by this little ghost too much. You should say this to her.

I secretly complained in my heart, of course, it was impossible to say these words to Artoria, it would be so shameless.

But at this time, the little ghost also woke up faintly, and I shouted that Artoria had snatched it in time. If it were a moment later, when she found out that I was the perpetrator, there would be countless more tooth marks on her body. .

"Woo~, Xiaofan, I have a nightmare."

The little ghost looked at me with a pitiful look. Those beautiful silver eyes, which were a little brighter than the stars in the sky and the most beautiful diamonds in the world, were shining with the glimmer of grievance. They were as lovable as they could be. People love and pity.

"Strange, my little saint, this is just a dream, I am here."

I comforted her with a snicker, and from the corner of my eye I saw Arturia hesitate to speak, as if she really wanted to complain that the little ghost had nightmares because of me.

"Um."

As if seeking comfort and security, this little saint kept rubbing herself comfortably in my arms, and responded softly with a charming nasal voice.

“I originally dreamed of stepping on Xiao Fan under my feet, putting on a collar, and leading him for a walk in the camp, saying hello to little Vilas, little Sara, and little Linya. Xiao Fan also played with Leona. It was very exciting. I was happily fluttering butterflies in the flowers. It was so good, but the whole world suddenly collapsed. I stepped on the air and fell into the water inexplicably. Woohoo~~"

That's not good at all, you bastard! Not happy at all, you bastard! Why do I have to be collared? ! Why do I have to play with dead dogs? ! Why do I have to catch butterflies? ! What the hell did I become in your dreams! ! !

Before I could have a seizure, this idiot ghost's movements slowed down and he fell asleep again.

I looked up at Artoria helplessly. Her expression was also quite dull. After thinking about it, she said to me solemnly.

"Although it's wrong to bully her, Fan, thank you for your hard work."

A close friend! !

Arturia's words immediately made me burst into tears. Everyone saw the beauty of me raising this ghost, but how could they know the bitterness of being complained about, being bitten by venomous tongues, being bitten by teeth, and being knocked away behind the scenes?

I sighed softly, took a bite on the pretty red face, and then hugged this little ghost who was restless in my dreams tightly in my arms. I raised my head again and looked at Artoria with some doubts.

"Artoria, it seems that you... seem to like Alice very much."

Being slightly stunned by my question, Arturia closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then opened them again, smiled and nodded, her gentle eyes falling on the little ghost in her arms.

"It's true, this girl... gives me a feeling, like..."

After pausing for a moment, she looked at the little ghost very seriously, checked again, and then said with absolute certainty.

"Like a crystal tree, full of warmth, full of light."

"Crystal tree?"

He looked at Artoria somewhat stupidly, then at the little guy in his arms, and finally raised his head, looking as if he wanted to look through the wall and look at the crystal tree above.

Alice...is similar to the Crystal Tree? ! !

I started comparing shapes, sizes, functions, etc., and finally I clapped my hands as if I suddenly remembered something.

"I see."

I proudly gave Artoria a thumbs up, and I told the answer with great certainty.

"Because... both will shine. I'm right, Artoria."

Artoria: "..."

"Okay, it's getting late. Go to bed early. You have to deal with those guys tomorrow."

Looking at the time, it was more than an hour after the little ghost made such a fuss. As long as she was here, I couldn't do anything bad tonight.

Artoria nodded, got out of bed and entered the inner room of the house. After a while, she took a shower and walked out of it wearing simple pajamas.

What a pity. If I had known that Artoria wanted to take a bath and change clothes, it would be nice to go in together and have a mandarin duck bath. I doubt she would refuse.

I was muttering regretfully in my heart. I was about to take a shower and change clothes, but I found that I was being held tightly by the little ghost in a delicate posture. I couldn't break away. If I wanted to go, it wouldn't be impossible. I could drag him with me. .

"..."

Forget it, although I often took a mandarin duck bath with this stupid saint, but in front of the untouched Arturia, and it was also my wedding night with her, the impact was too bad.

In the end, I gave up the idea of ​​taking a bath, and reluctantly slept on the bed with my little ghost's fragrant body in my arms. Artoria, who exuded the fresh smell after bathing, slept on the other side, one on the left and one on the right. A hug on the right side is not too much at all.

But, why do tears keep pouring out of my eyes?

…

Early the next morning, when I woke up, my left hand was empty. Arturia, who was sleeping outside, had already gotten up. As for the other side, I could guess it without using my brain to confirm. It was strange that this ghost piggy could get up earlier than me. Woolen cloth.

The facts once again proved the importance of the existence of the brain. When she groped to the right, she touched something soft with her palms. When she looked back, she saw that it was indeed the little ghost. With her palms, she was grabbing two fat lumps on her chest. On the smooth soft flesh, with a gentle grip, through the thin priest cloth, your fingers seemed to be sinking into it, and there was an amazing softness and elasticity. At the same time, the sleeping little guy seemed to be there. Let out a moan.

Just when I was moved by lust, I pressed the sleeping little saint down below and planned to do something. The sound of thumping footsteps outside made me give up this idea.

Sure enough, just as I thought, these guys came to cause trouble, and there was more than one person.

I resentfully listened to those footsteps that were deliberately heavy and disturbed my good deeds, I thought to myself.

After a while, a large group of people rushed up. As expected, the person walking at the front was the little fox who held his head high, flicked his tail, and always looked extremely proud.

Behind her, Kurt, White Wolf, Tia, Beja, the old drunkard, Muradin, and even the Smiling Prince came.

Rushing in with a strong smell of gunpowder, the little fox immediately looked up and down the room with suspicious eyes, and then fell on me and the little ghost on the bed. When he saw the little ghost, his expression seemed to be stunned, and then he looked proud as if he thought of something. Smile and come closer with your tail raised.

"Hmph, your luminous body can be useful occasionally."

Looking at the sleeping little ghost with a condescending look, the little fox praised the other person for a rare time. This may be the first time for her as a natural enemy, and it may also be the last time for the little ghost.

The untouchable little ghost in his arms seemed to have smelled the scent of a natural enemy. He rubbed his eyes and woke up, subconsciously stretching his waist. As a result, a scene that made people spurt nosebleeds appeared - the little ghost stretched out a small hand, He just happened to catch the chest of the little fox who leaned his upper body over.

The feel there is very good, I looked at the little ghost's hand with some envy and thought to myself.

In this way, the girls I know seem to have their own characteristics, both in personality and in body. For example, Vilas's shy personality always makes people unable to help but bully her again and again.

Sarah doesn't need to explain much. Everyone knows that Loli has the attributes of having small breasts. Princess Sanwu should have the H attribute. Probably... If you put it this way, Sister Sharna has the S attribute.

As for Linya, I don’t need to say more about her characteristics. Her breasts seem to be still developing, but they carry the resentment of many women. The characteristic of the little ghost is her extremely soft face, which makes people endure. Keep rubbing again and again.

The characteristic of the little fox in front of me is her round buttocks with perfect curves. In fact, I have been thinking about it for a long time. Could it be that the fox tail on the buttocks moves too frequently to develop such a perfect buttocks? Hips?

Okay, let's go back to the scene before us.

It seemed that he had not expected to be attacked by his natural enemy. The little fox was stunned for a moment. In this little time, the little ghost woke up, his eyes fell on the little fox, and he looked at the little fox on her chest. his little hand in front of him.

Then, with a gentle squeeze and a flick, I was so close that I had a panoramic view of this scene that made the man's blood boil. Just when I was sighing at the amazing elasticity of the little fox's chest, there was a little ghost in my arms. sneered.

"Pfft, pfft, you slutty fox, aren't you going to admit it?"

He sneered and took back his little hand, using his thumb and index finger to show the length of about one centimeter. The little ghost puffed up his chest proudly.

"You're so much younger than me, there's nothing wrong with that."

The little fox's face turned from red to white, then to black. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly exploded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, you luminous body, stop joking, will I lose to you?!!"

"Hmph, are you angry from embarrassment? It's really ugly, the way you look now." Not to be outdone, the little ghost gestured and punched in the face.

Then, along with the noise of the two saints, a crackling fight sounded from inside the room.