The Villain Whitewash Daily

Chapter 18

The world on the other side of the door was sunny.

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Above his head was a clear blue sky, below his feet was a soft green grassland, and in the air, butterflies danced around those unknown little wildflowers. A gentle breeze brought a wave of pleasant fragrance … This scene was like a dream, unbelievably beautiful.

After silently admiring it for a while, Xia Kong couldn't help but look back, only to find that the originally dark scene behind her had been replaced by the same beautiful scenery. And the woman who was originally following behind her, with only her shape, eyes, and mouth, was no longer there.

… What's going on?

Xia Kong stood on the spot and spun around. Soon, he decided to continue forward.

The more she walked, the more she felt that this was a real world.

Those flying butterflies would scatter when someone passed by, and when the person walked away, they would slowly fly back to the original flowers.

There were green grasshoppers jumping around in the grass under her feet, as well as some unknown bugs.

There were also flowers, and after plucking one, transparent juice would flow out from the bare stem.

Hmm … Isn't this supposed to be a dream?

Suspecting that there was something wrong with her memory, Xia Kong fiercely bit her tongue.

— — It didn't hurt at all.

This was clearly still a dream, and it was a very long one. She clearly knew that it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up from it.

Suddenly, Xia Kong quickened her pace, and in the end, she simply ran. She ran until she reached a small hill, and then slowed down in shock.

At the highest point of the hill, there was a person standing there and drawing!

From the side, it was a man, with slightly curly blonde hair that was very dazzling.

White shirt and black trousers, the sleeves were rolled up high, revealing half of his white and slender arms.

One hand held a brush, the other a palette, and from time to time, he would smear paint on the white drawing paper.

"…?"

As if he realized that someone was coming, the man said something in a soft and slow tone, and the tone at the end sounded like he was asking something.

Xia Kong, who couldn't understand a single word, felt extremely embarrassed, and said in distress, "… Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Only then did the blonde man turn his head. His wide blue eyes showed his surprise at the moment.

But this expression only lasted for a moment. He quickly put down the palette and pen in his hand, turned around, and took two steps forward with a smile. His white and handsome face looked extremely gentle. "I can't believe I've met such a cute little girl. The goddess of luck has finally favored me. Hello, my dear little angel. I'm Samuel. May I have the honor of knowing your name?"

Hearing Samuel switch to Japanese within seconds, Xia Kong said in a daze, "Hello, my name is Xia Kong …"

"Is Miss Xia Kong from China?"

"Yes."

"China is a vast land with abundant resources. There are many beautiful sceneries that are worth painting."

"Ah … Yes."

It was the first time that someone had pointed out her nationality so clearly. Xia Kong looked at Samuel in surprise and asked, "Have you been to China?"

"I went there not long ago to look for inspiration for painting." Samuel said as he picked up the pen again. "If you don't mind, can we talk after I finish this painting?

Oh, by the way, there might be a boy around your age coming in a while. "

"Yes, I'm disturbing you …" Seeing that he didn't mind being watched as he painted, Xia Kong took a few steps forward.

On the drawing paper stood a black-haired girl wearing a red and white witch costume and holding a bow and arrow.

Samuel deliberately didn't draw her face. He only drew her body posture and the bow and arrow.

Moreover, the arrow of the bow and arrow was indeed pointed at the person outside the painting … which was Samuel, who was adding red flowers around the girl.

Soon, the red flower's full appearance was revealed.

Xia Kong recognized this flower. It was a red spider lily. Some people also called it a red spider lily. In the language of flowers, it was a sad memory.

Legend has it that it only bloomed on the road to the underworld. It was a guiding flower for the undead.

One's appearance was born from one's heart. The painter's mood would be perfectly reflected in the painting.

Samuel used the red spider lily as the back of the painting. Was it a metaphor that the girl's memories were all sad to him?

The red spider lily soon covered the girl's surroundings, making her look like she was standing in a sea of blood.

Coupled with her empty face, it was a little frightening for no reason.

After taking a look at the full appearance, Xia Kong didn't dare to look anymore.

At this time, Samuel put down the palette and brush again and turned around. He still had a gentle smile on his face. "It seems that he'll be very late today. How about it, do you want to walk around here?"

"No … no need."

She really didn't feel like she was dreaming. Xia Kong paused for a long time and carefully asked, "Mr. Samuel, may I ask, where is this …"

"This is my dream world."

Samuel suddenly winked mischievously and walked to the easel to sit on the ground. "You're the second guest in this world."

"The first guest is the person you said would be late?"

Xia Kong looked around and said doubtfully, "When I came here first, I saw a door. If I want to leave, do I have to open the door?"

Running from one's own dream to someone else's dream sounded incredible. However, she couldn't just stay in someone else's dream and not go back, right?

According to the theory of supernatural phenomena, maintaining a clear mind to communicate with others in a dream was no different from having an out-of-body experience.

"Heh, you really came here without knowing anything." Samuel smiled and patted the seat next to him, indicating for Xia Kong to sit down.

When she really sat down, he looked into the distance and his voice became slightly low. "Being able to enter my dream proves that you have a similar ability as him …"

That low voice stopped halfway, causing Xia Kong to tilt her head to look at him.

The blond man's smile deepened. He raised his head slightly and looked into the sky, as if waiting for something to appear.

Xia Kong immediately followed his gaze. The originally empty space twisted at this moment, and black fog filled the air. Then, a blue-haired youth with a strange hairstyle appeared.

He was slender and wore a black uniform. His whole body was floating in the air, and he was holding a trident in his hand.

"Kufufufu, Samuel -kun actually has such a high opinion of this lady. How rare." After his appearance, he curled his lips and said this sarcastically, then stood there quietly.

Xia Kong suddenly realized that the blue-haired youth was looking at her.

"Uh, that."

After looking at each other in silence for a while, Xia Kong took the initiative to introduce herself. "My name is Xia Kong. May I ask what your name is?"

The blue-haired youth was obviously very satisfied. He slightly raised his chin and said, "Rokudo."

He was concise and didn't say a word more.

Xia Kong instantly felt that Rokudo didn't welcome her, so she silently moved to the side and out of his line of sight.

What a joke. Choosing to appear in midair in such a flashy manner and holding a very sharp trident, it was obvious that he was here to look for trouble … Ah no, to look for trouble.

As expected, when Rokudo looked at Samuel, although it looked like he was smiling, the nature was completely different.

… Murderous intent?

Wait, wait!

Don't tell me they're going to fight?

Seeing that Samuel's face was slowly becoming expressionless and the atmosphere around them was changing, Xia Kong moved further away and raised a hand.

"Mm, do you have a problem, Xia Kong?" Samuel turned his head and asked in a gentle voice.

Being stared at by him, Xia Kong suddenly felt a little cold. She could only ask weakly in a small voice, "How can I leave here?"

"Xia Kong, do you really want to leave?"

Samuel was expressionless and said slowly, "If you really want to leave, no one here can stop you.

If you want to know why, don't forget, you're an uninvited guest. "

When he said the last sentence, there was an inexplicable smile on his face.

Xia Kong was frightened by this smile.

… I'd better leave quickly.

Xia Kong urged herself as she closed her eyes and tried hard to think, I want to leave, I want to leave, I want to leave.

She repeated this for a long time until she felt that it was enough. She opened her eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of her.

A man with a grin was looking down at her.

What … What the hell!

That guy with a devilish grin was Night Fight, right?

"What do you want?" After confirming who it was, Xia Kong calmed down and slapped him. "What a weird grin!"

Night Fight's face was slapped to the side. He covered his face and said sadly, "Obsidian said that I couldn't wake you up no matter how hard I tried. She told me to kiss you like a prince kissing a princess.

I thought that it wouldn't matter if I suffered a little, so I wanted to give it a try.

You're too much. Xia Kong, you're too much. How could you hit me so hard? "

Facing the man with misty eyes in front of her, Xia Kong's heart was filled with countless black spots.

However, the slight guilt in her heart made her apologize, "Of course I was scared when I saw your face when I opened my eyes … But it was my fault for hitting you. I'm sorry."

Hearing the words "I'm sorry," Night Fight felt embarrassed. He returned to his normal expression and said, "Okay, okay, you're awake anyway.

Obsidian, hey, I woke Xia Kong up. Haha, you must fulfill your promise and return all my lucky items to me. "

The sound of running footsteps could be heard. Soon, Obsidian appeared in the room.

"That's great. Sister, you're awake."

He wiped his eyes, obviously wiping away tears. "I thought you would never wake up again."

… Never wake up again?

Xia Kong asked in surprise, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Not long. Just a day and a night." Obsidian smiled and suddenly wrinkled his nose. "Oh no, my noodles."

He ran outside and didn't forget to say loudly, "That guy named Takeshi Yamamoto called to ask why you didn't go to the baseball game. I told him that you weren't feeling well. He said he would come to see you tomorrow."

Bat and ball game?!