Raiders must be unruly

The same thing that came down, completely lacks the atmosphere of dialogue, and always calls people by their first names and last names when they are called.Although this is impolite, Fushimi vaguely feels that this person doesn't know how to address others at all.Could it be that this person... has been sealed on the stone plate and never communicated with anyone.

"Hello. Where are you..."

"Incarnation drains your strength."

Fushimi showed a bored look, "It's already like this, and it would be so bad if it was consumed a little more."

"Well, here I am."

The shape of that person appeared in the air, first as a light-colored outline, then gradually became transparent and translucent, and finally turned into the image of a person shining slightly, and then the light faded, and Fushimi Sarubiko Only saw his appearance.

From the outline of the trousers covering his slender and straight legs, it can be seen that although his figure is slender, he is not thin, and he has a sense of strength and strength.A black T-shirt with a deep V-neck and a close-fitting silhouette outlines a beautiful and smooth waistline. His back is straight, and two or three fine strands of dark black hair hang down in front of his eyes, showing a smooth arc. His nose is high and straight , with fair skin and inorganic black eyes filled with incomprehensible repressed emotions, and his brows and eyes had a cold and pale quiet expression.From the delicate arc of the mandible down, light blue blood vessels can be seen along the skin of the neck, and the smooth collarbone.The face and body are so exquisite and handsome that one can't help but think of a carefully crafted creation, as if every inch of the curve has been repeatedly scrutinized.

Gu Chengchi was sure that his appearance plan was accurate and without mistakes, but Fushimi narrowed his eyes.

He asked in a casual tone: "Are you... the king of zero? Those people belong to [innocent people] to [the king]. If you kill them like this, don't you worry about being killed by Damocles?" Is the sword of Si punishing?"

After a long time, the other party is still in the probing stage... Gu Chengchi was depressed, but on the surface he still maintained his pretense.

Fushimi Saru Hiko raised his eyes.

The man's voice was a little confused, but still lacking in undulations, its lines reminded of the texture of polished china.

"Shipan, didn't I tell you about me?"

The information that Shipan injected into his mind at that time emerged easily.

[The king of zero was born from the king of nothingness. 】

Although the introductions of the other kings are also concise and to the point, such a short one will only make people feel more confused.

Moreover, that person didn't seem to know what Shipan told him, and he himself lacked the sense of self-consciousness that as a [king], he should be served by his subordinates.Thinking of this, Fushimi resolutely chose to conceal the facts, and said in the same tone of confusion: "It's true."

The other party seemed to be quiet for a while in order to organize the language, and then said: "I'm sorry. I don't have other clansmen, so I don't know the information Shipan gave to my clansman. But kill those people, Damocles The sword will not break out the royal power because of killing those people."

Although it seems that the language has been carefully organized, this seems to be a relatively unfamiliar sentence pattern for him. In some places, the ellipsis has not been removed, and the use of body language has also gone wrong.

He paused, "Through the [fetter], the wish you made to Shipan, after selection, became the [mission] that Shipan entrusted to me. Because it is your [mission], so killing those few people will not has a problem."

This sentence simply has the wrong subject and predicate.

Fushimi clicked his tongue and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Can you speak English?"

That person seemed to have to stop for a moment to understand what the other person meant, and replied after a while: "Yes."

Fushimi Yu looked away at the distant sky, "Then... let's speak English. ——Let's say it first, I don't guarantee that I can fully understand it."

After switching to English, he really became much more fluent.

"Well, I'll take care to speak slowly."

That person's voice seemed to soften a little bit, was it an illusion?

"...Hey, what's the matter with your smoldering color." From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the man's black eyes staring at him, and Fushimi swam his gaze further away.

"It is the color of my attributes, the color of infinity, infinity, or chaos. Under [mission], it has the ability to transform into other colors. Its own form is indeterminate."

"—In other words, because there is no exact definition, there is the possibility of infinite transformation."

"Yes. It's a necessity of [the mission]."

"Just now I heard you say [mission]... what is this?"

"I was originally born because the colorless king yearned for [the courage not to escape]. The mission is the meaning of existence given to me by the stone plate in order to maintain balance."

Fushimi narrowed his eyes: "Balance...what kind of balance?"

"The balance of all. Life and death, happiness and unhappiness, justice and injustice, light and darkness, order and chaos, creation and destruction, all things and their opposites are part of the balance."

"...How is it possible, does this kind of thing also have a prescribed balance?"

"The result of a single event cannot be predicted, but there is a balance in terms of the results gathered over a large amount of time. For example, when tossing a coin, it is impossible to determine whether it is heads or tails every time, but after the number of times accumulates, it can be determined that heads and tails appear The probability is the same. The wave-particle duality of light proves that the interference experiment of light is similar to this, and the position of each photon cannot be determined, but in the end there must be a bright and dark grating. Balance is such a mechanism.”

"As the king of zero, I don't have territory and fixed responsibilities. What I need to do is to become the form that best meets the requirements of the mission when the stone plate responds to the bond and gives me the mission, and then complete the mission."

"Isn't that just equivalent to a container?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Fushimi regretted it.He wanted to spy on that person's expression, but found that his dark eyes were staring at him with a slightly confused expression.Caught off guard, their eyes collided, and Fushimi let out a "tsk" and continued to forcefully say: "...if you keep changing yourself to meet the wishes of others, then it's just a... container."

The silence was a little long.

He looked at that person's expression from the corner of his eye, but found that he finally said in a natural tone and indifferent expression:

"You are right. Existing for the mission is the meaning of my existence."

"...Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?"

Fushimi looked at him again unexpectedly, and immediately tilted his head in panic.

"I... you've told me so much, but you've gotten this evaluation."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the man shaking his head.

"Because you asked."

"—If you ask, tell me..."

"Ah."

He stated in a clear and calm voice: "This is the rule. I can't lie to you."

"Hello!" Fushimi seemed to be worried that he would continue speaking, interrupted him in a hurry, raised his head to look at him in a hurry, showed a choked expression and wanted to tilt his head, but his chin was grabbed by the man.

The eyes were forced to look into his dark eyes, and the slender eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, "... Fushimi Saruhiko. Are you afraid to look at me?"

"—Who said you were scared!" Fushimi adjusted his breathing, "—forget it. Speaking of which, why do you always call people by their first and last names?"

"...Fushimi, is that so?"

"..." Fushimi showed a choked look again, "Why not the name."

"No..." The man frowned in confusion, and the clear and pleasant voice stated in a flat tone: "...I always feel that it doesn't sound good."

"........."

Fushimi finally sighed, "Speaking of which, I don't know yet, your name is...."

The man tilted his head, his expression was cold, but his eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

"...can't remember. I don't seem to have a name."

nerve-wracking.Unspeakable complex emotions welled up in his heart, Fushimi couldn't help but clicked his tongue again, and then suddenly raised his eyes.

"Hey."

"……Um?"

"I'll call you あなた [see note] until you think of a suitable name."

"why?"

"It's an honorific term for someone whose name you don't know. Usually it's rarely used, so it's easy to identify."

"……yes."

Gu Chengchi always felt that something was wrong, but he still stretched out his hand.Fushimi took his hand and stood up against the wall, then glanced at his toes strangely.

"Since it has materialized, why not walk down and walk."

The other party seemed to hold back for a long time before speaking, although the tone was still flat but a bit depressed.

"...I'm not very good at walking."

"That is to say, the initial fall was not intentional but unavoidable?"

The other party didn't answer, leaving only a back figure floating in the air not far ahead.

It seems to be angry.

Fushimi couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, he didn't care about falling behind, and walked slowly while supporting the wall.

"..."

"What did you say?"

The man paused, turned his head slightly, and said every word.

"Ape, Bi, Gu. Monkey."

The author has something to say: Note: In addition to the usage mentioned by Fushimi, あなた is also used for wives to address their husbands, that is, "Anna answer".This is brother Hou relying on Gu Zha's language barrier to TX him.

①In the TV version ending of the first season, the death flag of Li Si has been raised high... After struggling for a long time, I decided that although tragedy is timeless, the purpose of writing fanfic is really for love, so no matter it is the first season It's still the second season, everyone who should be saved will be rescued, Su and so on are no longer in my consideration, the big hole of logic is left to Gu Chengchi to solve it with his life, hahaha.

②The local tyrant Jiasite fired another rocket launcher...It makes a qualityless person like me feel ashamed to death...Well, I have been whipped, and I will definitely work hard to improve the update speed and quality.There is also Yu Caozi whose name is very suitable for my taste. It is a bit reminiscent of the seven lives of the cat in "Natsume". Thank you for your support and support.

③Being handsome is the number one priority in life, don’t you think so?By the way, did Brother Monkey crash?There is a reason for Gu Sang's character setting here, don't feel that it is not enough scum... Please believe that I am the emperor of the unfolding of the gods, and sweet texts are not my style.

④I always commented, because I think everyone’s comments are extremely important to me, so I was hit one after another...First, someone ignored the copywriting, what to say, update time and other prompts with "Enter V "Following mixed word count" and other words to judge the problem that the content of the front and back cannot be connected, and then give zero points on the grounds that the attack and the subject are not in love... How should I put it, I am a bit difficult to control my temper. Resist not to say anything else, it's very painful.In order for everyone to enjoy reading the article, I will not respond to similar comments in the future... What I say is uncomfortable for both parties, so let it hang.

☆、#Don’t want you to be watched by others

"...V... See you..."

The hoarse voice seemed very familiar, ethereal, and came from nowhere.The person who couldn't see his face staggered step by step on the snow.

The man's body was pierced by countless weapons of all kinds, and he looked like a clumsy hedgehog. The feeling of cold hands and feet made his body stiff.Blood slowly seeps out between the horribly exposed internal organs and flesh and bones, twists and turns, and falls on the pure white snow. The bright red and pure white form a strong visual impact, spreading intermittently. It formed a long line and dripped all the way behind the man.

He walked very hard, and every step took a lot of effort to move, and the swords and soldiers collided, making a hard metal sound of rattling.

—Don't come here again.Stop moving.

Fushimi wanted to say that, but he couldn't speak at all, and then he realized that this was his dream.

The person whose face could not be seen walked towards him from a distance, put his trembling blood-stained hands on the handle of the knife in front of him, and then suddenly pulled out a knife dripping with blood, and then simply Set aside.One, another, and then another... The knife in front of him was almost completely removed, and the clothes in front of him were also completely soaked in blood.

Strangely large snowflakes floated in the sky, and the light gradually dimmed. The man staggered closer and closer step by step, and then stretched out his hands towards Fushimi, making a gesture that seemed to hug him.

"Fushimi...I..."

The screen flashes.Vision became clear again.There was a breast on the back tightly against him, one hand stretched out on the chest skillfully fiddled with the two pink Zhu Yu, and the other hand slid under the body, touching and teasing as if nothing.You can feel the licking and the gentle grinding of the teeth in your ears.

"...Fushimi-kun."

"Fushimi-kun."

"Fushimi-kun."

The voice in the dream and the voice from the ear in reality overlapped and mixed, Fushimi was suddenly awakened, and suddenly realized that he was covered in cold sweat, and that the man had returned, standing by the bed and frowning slightly looking down at him.

How could he have that kind of absurd dream... Fushimi shook his head, stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and said lazily, "Don't suddenly appear in a place like the bedroom."

"Don't rub your eyes with your hands."

His right wrist was caught by cold fingers, and a wet towel was rubbed against his face. The man said in a flat voice, "Fushimi-kun has been frowning, did you dream about something?"

He leaned over and pushed Fushimi's forehead hair that was wet with cold sweat, and carefully wiped off the sweat little by little with a towel. The skin on the back of his hand had a cool and dry temperature, and when he rubbed it between his eyebrows, he easily smoothed out the restlessness in his dream. feel.They are very close, as if drawn with thick ink and fine brushwork, the eyebrows and eyes are black and deep, too beautiful, and always condensed with a cold look, even giving people an unconscious sense of oppression, but the slightly frowned eyebrows and the drooping like crow feathers His eyelashes were softened to soften his flat and cold expression, so that he would not feel suffocated like a dagger pressing his throat.Although his voice was as cold as ever, but after a long time, Fushimi could already understand that he was expressing concern.

This person, in fact...isn't he easy to understand?

Fushimi scratched his disheveled middle hair, "...No, it's really nothing. Speaking of which, when did you come back?"

Gu Chengchi raised his eyes and glanced at Fushimi, and the boy immediately looked away unnaturally.Probably because he had just woken up from a dream, his cheeks were still dyed a little red, and the cold sweat made his forehead and temples sticky, sticking softly to his head.Without the cover of the glasses, his defenseless expression was multiplied, and the way he squinted his eyes unconsciously because he saw things blurred was very attractive.There is a faint luster in the dark blue eyes, and the eyebrows are raised in a beautiful arc. If you hook your lips, you will feel very confident and even ridicule others all the time.It's a completely different feeling from wearing glasses.

Gu Chengchi's heart moved slightly, he lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the boy's forehead, then calmly took the glasses from the bedside table and put them in his pocket.

"……Hey!"

Fushimi was stunned for a moment but didn't react, and finally couldn't help pushing the other person away, his ears flushed.Unexpectedly, when he exerted too much force for a while, the muscles that hadn't had time to adapt in the morning twisted, and his calf cramped, causing him to gasp in pain.

The man said in a flat voice: "...Fushimi-kun's face was very red, I thought Fushimi-kun was sick. What's the matter now."

"Hiss—leg cramps..."

Seeing that person moved to the end of the bed, Fushimi seemed to want to lift the quilt to take a look, and hurriedly stopped him: "Oh no, I can do it myself..."

--Oops.

Frustrated, Fushimi pulled the towel from just now and covered his face and lay down heavily on the bed.The man was silent for a while, lifted his trousers as if he hadn't noticed anything, and then rubbed his undulating calf with moderate force.

Just when Fushimi thought to himself that this guy didn't notice anything... that person suddenly said:

"Fushimi-kun, you've grown up too."

"...Hey, were you snickering just now?"

"No."

Answer quickly and decisively.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fushimi always feels that the smile in this person's voice is not concealed at all.

"—Don't talk to me in that elder tone."

"However, I am indeed older than Fushimi-kun."

"Those who lack common sense and are not fluent in Japanese are not qualified to say that."

"I won't be fooled by Fushimi-kun now. Besides, as long as Fushimi-kun can understand me, Japanese is enough."

There was silence under the towel for a while before it came out, and the boy let out a reluctant sound.

"……whispering sound."

Gu Chengchi laughed heartily, knelt on the bed and approached Fushimi to remove the towel, "Are you angry, Fushimi-kun?"

"No."

"So, it doesn't hurt anymore?"

His dark eyes looked serious and sincere, Fushimi was dazed for a moment, and then said: "...um."

"That's good."

The man smiled slightly.

——Although it was just twitching the corners of his lips, and it might seem strange and awkward because he seldom did so before, but the person who thought he would never laugh laughed like this, as if someone suddenly appeared in the snow-covered valley that had been frozen for thousands of years. The clear stream was thawed, and the gurgling water made a small splashing sound, something in my heart was just about to break through the ground and sprout.

That person suddenly said:

"...I want to touch Fushimi-kun, is that okay?"

"It's a touch... what kind of touch?"

If you don't wear glasses, you can't see things very clearly, and the focus distance is not very accurate. Fushimi squinted his eyes, and the eyelashes of that person became clear and drooped for a moment, and then immediately opened with the movement of no longer squinting. To become a black feather.

"Like... like this." The man said softly.

At the same time, through his summer pants, a bit of cold temperature spread down his fingers.Fushimi couldn't help but move, but the man gently but firmly covered his lips to stop him from moving.

The warm tongue pried open the tips of the lips and teeth, and then scraped and twisted the mucous membrane of the mouth carefully, approaching Fushimi's tongue cautiously, tentatively touching it.After that, Gu Chengchi raised his head and walked down, but Fushimi suddenly hooked his shoulders, somewhat jerky, a little hesitant but finally determined to bring his lips together like that, imitating his action just now a little clumsily.

Gu Chengchi gently bent his eyes and hooked his lips, while responding to him deepening the kiss, his fingers nimbly moved Fushimi's bottom, then felt his slightly moist top and gradually rising desire, and turned to the side Grind his earlobe with his teeth.

"It's hardened...and, it's leaking out...those liquids."

There was a little hoarse panting in his voice, tickling his ears.Fushimi was a little embarrassed, he bit his Adam's apple and rubbed it: "...you don't need to broadcast it live."

The pleasure seems to be born from the gaps between the bones of the fish, with electric sparks crackling and igniting every inch of nerve feeling, and then converging along the blood vessels in the lower part of the body, some kind of impulse overflows from the throat , submerged in the top of the head, lost all reason, Fushimi heard his groaning voice being pulled thin and soft,... like a girl.

Even though I thought so, my body lifted my hips completely uncontrollably, enjoying and longing for more, more, more.The man's forbearable panting is right next to his ears, but he still deliberately caresses and provokes Fushimi to enjoy and indulge in pleasure.Fushimi finally couldn't bear to hand in his gun and surrender, and there was a sweet blankness in front of his eyes.The white wet marks are very obvious through the thin summer trousers.

"Fushimi-kun... so cute."

The man's breath whispered in his ear with a melting heat, and then he let go of Fushimi's shoulder as if he suddenly remembered something, simply said "I'm sorry, I'll deal with it" and left as quickly as he fled. .

Soon there was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom downstairs, and Fushimi lay on the bed with his limbs spread out for a while, in a daze.

"Tsk... what are you thinking, that guy."

***

When I went downstairs, I found that idiot Hatta also followed me on his own initiative.That person said that he was limited by the rules and could not take the initiative to find other kings, and Hatta had the talent of Chiyan, and he would be discovered by the Chiyan King soon, so he took the initiative to get acquainted with him for the first time. ...and by extension, even Fushimi himself became acquainted with this idiot.

Hatta is an unconscious fool.For him, distinguishing other people's emotions, expressions and words is not feasible, he seems to be able to smell whether others are kind or just through his sense of smell, so even a cold expression can't stop this guy from being familiar with himself .

A few days ago, Fushimi met Zhou Fangzun, the Red King.

Similar but not too similar to that person.They are also suppressing their strength, and there are some kind of beasts in their bodies.However, Zhou Fangzun's power is violent, cruel, and murderous. I'm afraid only a blunt and boisterous idiot like Hatta can ignore that kind of terrifying destructive power.Fushimi was dissatisfied and ashamed that he was afraid and dissatisfied in front of Zhou Fangzun's power, but it was a power completely different from his own.

The man said, "If King Chi is willing to give you his test, it means he agrees to meet me."But Zhou Fangzun didn't seem to notice at first that Fushimi was from the clan of the Zero King, and he carried out the test with a straight face.Then, the ferocious and beautiful red flame beast entered his body, and was harmoniously accepted by the power given by that person.This is probably because the attributes of the King of Zero cannot be defined, no matter what kind of power can be accommodated, in a sense, it is quite terrifying.

On the other hand, once you consider that this kind of power is just a container for better fulfilling the so-called [mission], it is very sad.However, that person does not seem to have any dissatisfaction with his own destiny - the fact that he is completely controlled by his own destiny.

The acquiescence like giving up on himself made Fushimi feel inexplicably angry at him and sorrowful for it.However, every time this topic is mentioned, it can always be bypassed unconsciously.It's all the fault of the guy who seems too serious and rigid to overlook that he also uses conversational skills.

Hatta circled around that person with an unconsciously noisy and smirking face, "Brother Zero, you don't know! Brother Zun is super powerful-touch! Go! Great! The other party fell down after a few strokes like this~ Brother Zero is here too Come with us! Brother Zun will definitely not reject you!"

Speaking of which, the title "Brother Zero" seems to be because when the common sense is not perfect, when the person first met and introduced himself to "I am Zero...", he realized that the identity of the king cannot be revealed, but was misunderstood by Hatta without authorization "Eh, is it called zero? What a strange name" came out.

That person seemed to be unaware of the noise, maintaining a calm and indifferent expression as he prepared breakfast, and his movements were clean and neat, without any confusion.

"It's so noisy."

Fushimi rubbed his hair and walked down the stairs step by step with a bored expression.

"Yubigu! Why are you getting up now—wow, you don't even wear glasses."

"Tsk." Fushimi closed his eyes impatiently and rubbed his temples, "Because the glasses are gone."

Hatta seemed to want to say something again, but was interrupted by that person's voice.

"Have a meal."

"Yes! Brother Zero, I'll help you~"

Hatta helped the man put all the dishes on the table, and then happily finished the breakfast with unbelievable speed while talking about Mr. Zun, Mr. Zun, Mr. Mr. Zun, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zun, Mr. Brother, and Mr. Bada. After that, he seemed to realize that the atmosphere between the Fushimi two was not right, and muttered After a few words of confusion, he yelled "Come out early, I'll wait outside the door first", changed his shoes and jumped out of the entrance.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Fushimi put down the half-eaten toast.

"Give me back the glasses."

The man was quietly flipping through the newspaper with his eyes lowered, but upon hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Fushimi.

"Fushimi-kun looks really good without glasses."

"……whispering sound."

It seemed that the answer was irrelevant, but Fushimi gave up the idea of ​​getting the glasses from him, and planned to go to HOMRA on the way to which optical shop to get another pair temporarily, and then scribbled breakfast and went to the entrance to change shoes.

There was a clean and steady footsteps behind him, and he knew who it was without turning around.Fushimi tied his shoelaces with his head down, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

The man crouched down beside him, reached out and lifted Fushimi's chin, making him look to his side.

The black and deep gaze that seemed to be frozen made Fushimi inexplicably nervous, and then the man's fingers gently hooked the corners of Fushimi's eyes.

"Very beautiful, but... there are a lot of people outside."

He took out the glasses from his pocket and put them on Fushimi, and at the same time stated in a cold tone: "I regret it. Fushimi-kun should never be watched by others... I will be happier."

Then he stood up, opened the door and walked out, gestured to the impatient Hatta in the distance, tapped his chin and closed the door.

The vision was finally clear, Fushimi rubbed his hair and half closed his eyes.That pair of dark, bottomless, quiet eyes that seemed to tell everything and seemed to have nothing to say appeared in my mind.The delicate and beautiful curves seem to be carefully drawn with fine brushwork, which touches people's heartbeat bit by bit.

"...What qualifications do you have to say such things... ah."

The author has something to say: Is this a confession of true love for Fushimi?

I've been very busy recently, and I forgot to notify you that the update was late, sorry everyone.Because Fushimi is my true love, even if he is scum, I will seriously scum, and of course I have to lay the groundwork seriously before that.Once again, this is not a sweet article.

☆、#病♂汉magnet start

The hall is resplendent and resplendent.Hundreds of millions of carved pure white candles are quietly suspended in the surroundings, the warm orange light lays and overlaps, and the shadows are invisible.The flat and cold ground raised a round platform in the center of the hall. The table top was engraved with complicated and magnificent patterns, followed by a luxurious throne with a red base and brilliant golden gilt decoration.

Also, the man on the throne.

The man on the throne had a casual smile on his face, and his facial features were so beautiful that it gave people a sense of danger, as beautiful as a sharpened knife, and a glass of glossy poisonous wine, which made people unbearable to stare at.There was alienation and lazy arrogance in his brows, his eyes rolled with a look of disdain, as if he had just woken up, his chin was resting on the back of his hands, and his slender legs were crossed and leaning against the luxurious king chair.

——Then, under the throne, in an extremely discordant manner with this scene, countless...sheep were surrounded.

Black head and white Q version body, two short hind legs on the ground, chubby, chubby... Muppet sheep.He is holding a thing that looks like a halberd but not a halberd on his front hooves. He is wearing a full set of violet-colored cloak, buckled with a blue gem on his chest, and a crooked top hat of the same color. His expression is between two. Between being cute and stupid and glamorous and noble, he repeated in a soft, sweet but somewhat mechanical voice: "New data, new data, new data,..."

The man on the throne raised his eyelids unhurriedly: "Um~ what-what-?"

His tail sound was soft and long, coupled with the delicate and harmless feeling of the voice itself like a teenager, if it weren't for the imposing manner of his appearance, he would be like a natural fool who is easy to bully.

Immediately, two rows of silver-blue light symbols floated out.

"Player [Gu Chengchi] has successfully unlocked [~Master & Servant ★Sweet Fruit~] second level achievement~"

"Player [Gu Chengchi] [change (chī)♂(hàn) state magnet] halo activated~"

Afterwards, the sheep asked in unison and cutely: "Do you notify the player? Do you notify the player?"

"Eh——I don't want to~ Anyway, Ah Chi must think that he has already blocked it so he can't receive the message? Then he complains in his heart about 'the bastard of the system' in a super cute way."

The man showed a look of excitement, and even the end of the sound was involuntarily rippling. "As expected of you, Ah Chi. If this goes on~ then~ that child, that child will be broken soon, right? Ahhh, I'm really looking forward to—"

He stood up, seemingly intoxicated by the scene in his mind, and his tone was as passionate and affectionate as reciting a sonnet.

"The heart that is dry and cracked because you can't get everything...Even if you get it, it's always not enough, the emotion that rots in the end-the intoxicating smell of decay, the dark eyes with desire and blood, longing for the blood-drenched eternity Those who embrace without parting, finally—"

Having said that, he suddenly stopped, and a momentary blankness appeared on his face.

"In the end... what happened in the end?"

"Ah... what's next... what?"

The man stepped down the steps step by step.The boots hit the ground with a heavy hard sound, and the sheep surrounded him two or three steps away and swayed forward.

click.

The moment his feet actually stepped on the ground, all the magnificent and luxurious carvings in the hall disappeared in an instant like a dream bubble and a mirage, as if the power had suddenly cut off.In the darkness where you can't distinguish up, down, left, and right, there are countless candles floating in twos and threes, beside you, in front, behind, above your head, and under your feet, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps.

The man walked in the darkness.From the perspective of ordinary people, his walking has completely violated the physical laws of the three-dimensional world. Sometimes it is as slow as stillness, and sometimes it is as fast as a gust of wind. Sometimes it sticks to the ceiling while walking backwards, and sometimes it walks sideways against the original wall. All of a sudden, he returned to his original posture. He seemed to have walked a long way, and he seemed to be standing still—that is, he had partly left the three-dimensional world and reached four, five, or even higher dimensions, so that the laws of three dimensions could not be judged. the result of.Time exists independently of space, and the structure of space is far more than horizontal and vertical, and human beings can no longer judge the distance.

Finally he stopped and waved his hand like parting a curtain.Then, a body-length door-like black sheet receded, and another man appeared in the strange "door" shining with white light.

——No, not right.Said it was another man, if it wasn't for his imposing manner, in fact, the two of them were exactly the same, from hairstyle to eyebrows, facial features, height and figure.

Make no difference.

A person is in a white space, and a person is in a pure black space.One is clad in luxurious floor-length robes of a king, the other is naked and bound by black hinges.

The two looked at each other through the "door", as if seeing another self through a mirror.

The man in the darkness smiled slightly.Then, he said in a slow voice, as if inducing: "Oh... I remembered. In the end, if the child is completely broken... How good would it be?"

He whispered softly: "——Then, because I couldn't get it, I struggled...Because I couldn't get it, I was imprisoned...Because I couldn't get it, I was bound, so I personally cut the person I love under my knife."

"Ah, Ah Chi at that time... must have been beautiful."

"—What do you think, my dear other me... What did Ah Chi call you, Achilles?"

The other man sneered after a while.

"...Don't call Achi Achi so close, you have nothing to do with him at all."

The man laughed and answered.

"How can it be, my dear? We are... one. You love him, and of course I... love him too. Right, um"

The other party didn't answer, and the man smiled softly.

"...Hehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The man first laughed softly, and finally became insane.