[Dark Table] Brotherhood is not established

"Atum!"

With the exclamation of the game, the door of the bathroom was closed, and the sound of the lock clicking sounded at the same time.

In the narrow cubicle, the more powerful boy pressed his elder brother against the door.

In the crimson eyes, suppressed emotions kept surging, as if they would explode at any moment.

"You made him mark it."

Atum stated.

The pheromone of the runaway has been restrained, but there is still a faint smell in the air.

Always feedback the owner's emotions.

The irritable pheromones made the game feel very uncomfortable, and the pheromones of the Blue God in his body resisted the smell of other alphas.

"It's not what you think."

Frowning, the game tried to push Atum away.

The distance between them was too close, and the pheromones in Yatum's body had been stimulating the pheromones of the Blue God in his body to resist.

"Then what's going on?"

Pulling off the collar of the game, the obvious bite marks on the edge are exposed in the air.

The bite mark on the back of the neck, every time Atum saw it, he seemed to be silently provoked.

How do you like the game?

How about you keep keeping people out of the game?

So what if you are stronger than me?

The one who flags the game, is me.

He clenched his fists silently, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line without emotion.

The anger in his heart was getting higher and higher, completely burning out the last strand of rationality in his mind.

"What about here? Was he marked too?"

Just as he pulled the collar out of Atum's hand, a cold voice rang in his ears.

A pair of big hands caressed Yu Yu's lower back, and slowly slid down the spine.

"Is it comfortable to have sex with a man?"

"Have you been ejaculated?"

"Cum in there and you'll definitely get pregnant."

"Does the game have to go to school with a big belly?"

The hands behind him became more and more wanton, and the young man's speeches that were getting more and more out of order by his ears made Yu Yu feel cold all over.

"if,

Now I cum inside,

game--

Will I have my baby? "

The boy's voice did not fluctuate, but the words he spit out made Yu Youzi's purple eyes tremble violently.

"Snapped!"

Yatum turned his head away from the sudden slap, he turned his head silently, and looked at the game again.

"You wake up a little!!"

The boy who was much shorter than him had his entire face flushed red with anger.

The thin and slender body trembled slightly as if extremely angry.

You never expected to hear that kind of...

Like insulting words.

The reason why he was so angry, besides what Atum said, was more——

It was he who was ashamed of what he had thought before.

When he first differentiated, the first person he thought of was Yatum.

If it wasn't for Atum still playing...

If it was Atum who temporarily marked him...

Can he still maintain his sanity?

Will it still be just a temporary marker?

The game dare not continue to think about it.

A strong sense of guilt weighed on his heart, almost making him speechless.

"why?"

Atum asked softly.

"He can, but I can't?"

The voice of the inquiry changed from a whisper to a normal volume.

Grabbing the two slender wrists of Yuyou and pressing them on his head, the shadow cast by Atum enveloped him completely.

The boy murmured, as if falling into some kind of obsession.

"I have been watching you since I was a child."

"Obviously the one who is always by your side is me."

The voice of the question gradually increased.

"Why him, not me?!"

finally yelled.

In the voice, there is a strong unwillingness.

"You are my brother."

"We are not related by blood!!"

"Atum..."

The gentle brother suddenly called softly.

"Don't make me hate you."

The game said calmly, the five light words easily stopped Atum's rampage.

He stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, and let go of the game.

Watching the game open the door and leave the bathroom.

The door closed again.

The sound of closing the door with a click brought the final end to this farce.

Sitting on the toilet.

Yatum looked down at his hands, and for a long time he covered his face with slightly trembling hands.

His head drooped deeply, buried in the palm of his hand.

what have i done...

Leaving the bathroom and walking around the corner, the fast-paced young man gradually slowed down.

He held on to the wall as if he couldn't walk anymore, staggered and took a few more steps, and finally couldn't bear it any longer and squatted down holding on to the wall.

The calmness just now has long since dissipated.

All that is left is endless confusion.

How to do?

What should I do?

He's covered in blue god pheromones, so Atum can't smell him.

But he smelled Atum's pheromones...

So he knows...

What are they—

they,

It was meant to be.

but……

They are brothers...

Burying his head deeply between his arms, he felt unprecedented powerlessness and suffering.

They are fans.

They are destiny.

But he couldn't cross the hurdle of brother.

Even if Yatum can not care, even if he can ignore this relationship.

But reality doesn't allow it.

The Ishtar family also does not allow such a particularly ethical thing to happen.

"How can I do……"

Confused and desperate whispers, no one can respond.

"Buzz-"

The sound of the phone vibrating made the sculpture-like boy in the cubicle move.

"Hey……"

"Do you want me to go to Japan to invite you in person?"

The older man asked coldly on the phone.

The deep and serious voice made Atum's face darken, he didn't expect the other party to call in person.

"Father."

"It turns out that you still know that I am your father."

"..."

"I have asked someone to prepare a plane ticket for you, and you will return to Egypt tomorrow."

"I'm not going back."

Yatum answered simply, the phone was silent for two seconds, and the majestic voice came again.

"You can't protect him, I will send someone to Japan to secretly protect the game."

"I won't leave You You. Back then, you didn't even protect You You's mother."

"What ability do you have to protect the game now?"

The forceful questioning on the phone completely silenced the cubicle.

When returning to school, Yuyou didn't see Yatum, and sat silently in the back row of the bus.

Lan Shen sat beside him thoughtfully without saying a word, but put the coat back on him again.

On the way home, the game stopped by and bought inhibitors and isolation stickers, and carefully put them in the corner of the drawer to avoid being discovered by grandpa.

After hiding the things, You Yu lay down on the bed exhausted.

The initial sense of despair has calmed down over time, but every time he thinks that he and Atum are brothers, the game is still very confusing.

Can he still face Atum calmly?

Can you still only treat Atum as a younger brother?

Yu Yu turned over, and he looked at his hands in a daze.

perhaps……

From a long time ago, he no longer simply regarded Yatum as his younger brother.

It's just that he has been deceiving himself and others, and he doesn't want to admit it.

The fair face was full of pain and entanglement, and the boy buried his face in the pillow.

For a long time, I have been secretly spying on my younger brother...

too bad...

TBC