Chapter 3 Similarity
"Wang Yu ......"
"Don't worry, Sakiya, I've given up on this plan a long time ago. ”
Sixteen Nights Sakuya looked at Wang Yu with some complicated eyes, she knew that Wang Yu really did this kind of thing.
The girl, who noticed her friend's concern, turned her head, and the corners of her lips slightly hooked up in an almost indistinguishable arc, revealing a smile that reassured Sixteen Nightsaki.
"In this way, Wang Ming is not useless......
At the cost of a death, Remilia's accumulated evil feelings from Wang Hao were washed away, and it is unknown how the Crimson Demon would react when he received the news.
Wang Yu put his position very clearly, he knew that although the relationship between himself and Remilia had eased a lot, he was still in the stage of hating each other. If it weren't for Flandrew's bond, the two would have been fighting each other a long time ago.
After all, neither Wang Hui nor Remilia were willing to go against their will.
"I also couldn't perfectly control my power for a long time because of the relationship between entering the border too fast, and I even almost killed you once......"
Wang Yu sighed softly, she stood still guiltily, and bowed deeply to Sixteen Nightsaki.
"I'm sorry, Sakiya. I beg your pardon. ”
Wang Hao actually has a lot of guilt in his heart for the friend in front of him.
Whether it's when Wang Ming is in turmoil, or when he goes berserk, Sixteen Nights Sakuya always seems to be the first to be hurt.
The head maid is not a fool, and neither is Wang Hao. He is good at figuring out people's hearts, and he naturally knows why.
- Because of trust, almost unreserved trust.
Maybe it's because of the environment in which he grew up.,Sixteen nights Sakuya is difficult and rarely trusts a person.。 When it is trusted, it is as unshakable as the truth. In this regard, she and the teenager are almost indistinguishable.
Like Remilia to the Sixteenth Night, like Flandore to the king.
In contrast, although the smiling young man once regarded her as his only best friend in this world, if she and Flandall were placed at opposite ends of the scale, the result would be undoubted and there was no need to guess.
The boy's partiality was so obvious that even he couldn't deceive himself.
And because Wang Hao has an almost pathological aversion to betrayal, he also knows how much damage his past actions have caused to Sixteen Nightsaki.
Whatever his subjective will may be, facts are facts. No matter how many times the apology is made afterwards, the damage has already occurred, and the scar can only be slowly forgotten by time, not healed.
If you say it to yourself...... I guess I want to kill the person who dared to betray me.
But Sixteen Nights Sakuya just blew it off, and if Wang Hao hadn't even taken the lead in mentioning it now, she would have treated it as if it had never happened.
Maybe she really doesn't care, but ...... Wang Yu cares.
The emotionally broken heart before has been filled, and now he is much softer than before, both in terms of breath and mentality. According to the way of writing about the historical records, Wang Hui was a dangerous guy with "extremely high danger and very low human friendliness". The current Void God is the common type of "Dangerous: High, Human Friendliness: Normal".
In fact, the danger value of most of the monsters is the same as the current Wang Yu, and it is slightly lower, because of the origin, the human friendliness is an ordinary teenager, and it can even be said that it is an "approachable" monster. The danger of youkai is often unrelated to human friendliness, and even the seemingly weak and harmless Kiruno, more than ten humans have died in the cold because of her play.
When the power of one side is too strong, even an unintentional move can bring disaster to the weak.
Sixteen Nights Sakuya lowered his eyes and looked at the seemingly gentle and humble young man, but in fact he was unruly, and he was a little surprised in his heart.
She didn't expect Wang Yu to be willing to lower her arrogant head.
She really wasn't angry about those things. Sixteen Nights Sakuya is not a vexatious lady, she has never been anyone's pearl, just a submissive, sharp, silent dagger. When Mingzhu is surrounded by a cluster of flowers and does not care about the world, the dagger is slitting the throat of its prey.
So of course she understands that Wang Hao is not wrong.
Of course, it is impossible to say that he is not responsible, but at that time, Wang Hao was almost taken away from everything, and he almost lost himself once, and he actually suffered more damage than the sixteen nights of Sakuya, who was unharmed in the end.
Wang Yu...... The main responsibility for those things is not yours. ”
"But even so, the cause is still me. If I hadn't come, you wouldn't have been hurt by this. ”
Wang Hao thinks that he is not a big guy, he will never bear the consequences that he did not cause himself, and he will never evade the responsibilities related to himself.
He only needs his own things, only cares about his own things, he is like a vigilant wolf, constantly guarding his only things in circles, and barking and roaring at anyone who approaches.
The head maid suddenly knew why she had touched Wang Hao's head in a daze, and what had been hidden by the powerful male body in the past was now revealed, which made her feel a little emotional.
No wonder there's an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Wang Yu's habitual and stubborn appearance of carrying everything on her shoulders has also been seen in another person, and she can see it every day.
This made the corners of Sixteen Night's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, and this time she stretched out her right hand under the impetus of her own will, and put it on the head of the girl in front of her who was like a waterfall, and gently rubbed it.
The unexpected touch coming from the top of his head made Wang Yu a little surprised, he didn't know what the purpose of Sixteen Night Sakuya's move was. It's just the feeling of being touched on the head...... Well, it's a bit complicated.
It's very comfortable, yes, but I always feel like I'm drawing a circle in the corner of the wall with the name of "male dignity" in my heart.
"I didn't expect it...... I see. ”
The maid's silver eyes softened unconsciously, and the sharpness faded away, replaced by inclusive warmth and a slight pride belonging to the girl, like the cat who stole the fish he had just bought without the master's knowledge.
"I didn't expect you to be so similar to the eldest lady, Wang Yu. ”
“…… What do you say?"
Wang Hao's figure suddenly became a little stiff, and his black eyes, which were originally squinted lazily, were suddenly extremely sober.
He's like, Remilia?!
No kidding, Sakiya!From which fragment of time do you see that I resemble even one quark from that tsundere?!
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Thanks to the Evil Ruffian and the tip for freezing my dreams.
Poof, I didn't remember it until I posted it again...... That note is a very chicken bean knowledge: the feeling of human hair being manipulated by others is one of the top 10 comforting feelings.