Chapter 33: The Game
I didn't want to think like that, and my uncle did say that I had noticed the change, but he didn't want to admit it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
After getting along with Xiao Hongtan and accepting the "I" in the spiritual world, the values in my body have been subverted unconsciously, as if the previous self, the real feeling of living as a human being, is like a dream—as if the more time I wakes up, I gradually can't remember and forget, the life of a person like a previous life.
Even though my personality has changed due to my appearance, there is a saying that I still remember when I don't forget my roots.
"You don't have the right to question, it's up to you to decide whether I'm a human or a beast. 」
"I don't know anything, but I pretend to understand everything. However, the bright eyes that pretended to be arrogant and shot from the darkness of the cage were really charming. None of the other subjects put on that look. The glow of the eyes in the dark is comparable to the brilliance of a gemstone. I remember the first time we met, it was a pair of dark red gemstone eyes, but now for some reason, one side of the eyes has turned into a vivid emerald green. A rare and beautiful living art. Why does it change? Is it because of the effects of not eating for a long time, or is it ...... Let me tell me how you are doing now, and why you are still talking so energetically after not eating solid food for more than a week. It's funny. That's right, Beast King. 」
The uncle folded his legs with a calm expression, his chin rested against his right hand and propped up on his knee, and the corners of his mouth curled as if waiting for a surprise response.
I matched his aftermath and raised an eyebrow.
…… Okay, let's just play, master and servant game.
The game begins.
"I will take a hundred steps back and become the princess of your mouth. First of all, this princess will praise your realistic acting skills. Playing as a haughty interview supervisor, you perform quite well. But I'm still more accustomed to the entertainment that courtiers bring me. Moreover, this princess also has a younger sister named Nari. I wonder where Nairie is now, and she is the necessary servant of this princess to become an ideal. If you know the details, the princess will allow you to report it. 」
When I finished speaking in a high-profile tone, my uncle didn't respond immediately, as if he was thinking about a lot of ...... in his heart.
…… The brooding uncle with his chin against his chin pondered thought about things I couldn't guess. He didn't move. It was rude for me to be a bystander.
"This princess has a good heart, and so does patience. If you report completely, this princess still wants to open Chrysostom to thank you for sending this princess to a wild park...... Heck, it's a pity that I didn't get the last souvenir. However, you have ignored the princess's problem many times, even if it is a specially designed performance to arouse the interest of the princess, but if the old lady does not change and makes random transactions like a business, the princess will also be angry. 」
The uncle noticed the suggestive urging, but still ignored it and only thought.
…… I don't play anymore, and the master-servant game is over.
"Answer me! What happened to the Sheldinger Mansion? What happened to Neri? Why did my body become like this, and what was the purpose of the experiment? Tell me!"
"Alas, ill-conceived questions. How do I know the answers to those questions? Wouldn't it be too arbitrary to think of the person I saw as the perpetrator of the current situation? What is the difference between that kind of behavior and a bird that opens its eyes after hatching and takes the creature it sees for the first time as its mother?"
I gradually understood the pattern of my uncle's speech. Not to address the problem, but to respond in the direction of the problem.
However, what the uncle said made a lot of sense in some ways. But I'm not going to be convinced just because of that.
Whether consciously or unconsciously, it's okay to blame it on intuition, and I believe Uncle has intelligence that has an impact on me.
Listening to my uncle's suggestion, I pretended to think seriously, and then deliberately followed his logic to respond.
"Tell me about what you're doing here, what is the purpose of your work, and what benefits can I get from your work?"
"Actually...... I'm a veteran worker-study student with a basic salary, so do you accept it?"
Why did that damn guy dare to laugh out loud and blatantly after listening to my question?
There was no need to seriously answer the beast's question—his cheeks were wrinkled with a grin, and every second of the moment revealed the unstated meaning...... Hateful, hateful, hateful! I really look down on people! Look at the move!
The iron made a short, crunching sound from the impact, and almost at the same time, the "whoop" of something cutting through the air followed, and the elongated Shadow Hand Knife preempted the two, scurrying against the surface of the stone at a faster supersonic speed towards the overly pleasant and unsuspecting Uncle.
The hand knife is like a black snake lurking in the shadows, and the moment it shows its fangs, it is the time when the prey it locks on is sure that it can be hunted 100%.
By the time the uncle reacted and hurriedly retracted his front legs, the toe of his leather shoes had already opened a neatly cut gap at the same time as he lifted the soles of his feet.