Mr. Bong is the most powerful person I've ever met, not one of them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Naturally, I admired him, and rightfully so.

No one can take his place in my heart.

Why? Who is he?

……

I don't know. I don't know much about him. gentle, considerate, never angry since I saw him; Adventurous, thoughtful, willing to help others, and his name - or just a title -

Mr. Bong.

I've always called him that, and that's enough for me.

By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Lu Ming - I can't remember what I was in my previous life, and I can also say that I deliberately gave it up.

Therefore, I, named Luming, am an earthling who has retained the memories of my previous life and traveled to another world.

――Catching up with the crossing brigade, it is not common to say that it is commonplace, because in this life, I have become a deer girl!

The title of the deer girl is coupled with the background of another world, or so that you can feel like you have traveled to another world! However, the fact that I have the memories of men from my previous life for more than 20 years is probably what really makes me feel different and different.

No matter what kind of civilization is dominated by humans, other species are considered outliers.

At least that's what I'm exposed to. Unlike normal humans, with a pair of small horns on my head and visible capillaries on my slightly pointed ears, it is difficult for me to hide my subhuman identity - so I have long been used to things like being looked down upon, but I have been used to this kind of thing since the beginning.

I have to say, time is a terrible thing - it's been ten years since I came to this other world on an unknown planet, and I've probably been with Mr. Bong for a long time! When I was a newborn baby deer girl, my fate with Mr. Bong began.

Like other worlds depicted in other novels, in a world where technology has barely been taken seriously, there is a fantastical power that is diametrically opposed to technology. Martial arts, magic, these incredible powers can be obtained by the physical body alone.

However, as far as I'm concerned, I don't know how these abilities are acquired, but I secretly admire them. I didn't ask Mr. Feng, and Mr. Feng didn't take the initiative to tell me, including the background of my body, we all maintained a tacit understanding of ignoring it.

I adore Mr. Bong because he is a very gentle person, just like his brother who is much older than himself.

As a deer girl, I'm just a subhuman species. In this otherworld, subhuman races with no status are usually kept as human pets.

And I'm also a deer girl raised by Mr. Feng. It's just that I don't hate living as Mr. Bong's pet, because Mr. Bong always protects me like a treasure, as if I am a princess. Although I was a little carried away by the word princess, I couldn't see any pretentiousness in Mr. Bong's eyes, and he really wanted to protect me—at least in terms of looking at people, I was still a little confident.

In the past ten years, I have developed fixed mindsets such as "Mr. Bong will definitely protect me" and "As long as Mr. Bong is here, even if the world is destroyed, there is no need to be afraid".

So, strength or something, life experience or something, for me, I don't have to care about it at all.

As long as Mr. Bong is here!

No matter what happens, he'll protect me, won't he?

Because, Mr. Bong, he is a person I admire!

Mr. Bong will protect me, huh? Right? That's right! It must be!

Absolutely, it will protect me, right?

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I know, I know! I was afraid, afraid that one day Mr. Bong would leave me, and I would be the same as in my previous life, and there would be no hope anymore - I really didn't want to think about my past life, and how nice it would be if I didn't have memories that only cause trouble......

It was a prison, suffocating, desperate...... No one could escape from here, and everyone died one by one. The rest are either living with inexplicable hope, or just like me, their eyes are blank, their minds have become like the living dead, and their bodies are slaughtered by others.

In my previous life, I was a psychopath, no, to be exact, I was an ordinary person diagnosed with mental illness.

It's a long, long-looking story, and I just want to tell it briefly.

The place where I was born and the place where I died were probably in this psychiatric hospital that I didn't know if it was legal. My mother is said to be a real mentally ill person, and I don't know how she got pregnant with me in such a place, and it's not a fair thing to think about.

Like a curse, I was born in this world with the double curse of "the wild seed of the mentally ill life", but mental illness is not an infectious disease, nor is it a genetic disease, and my mind can understand the meaning of the so-called "wild seed of the mentally ill life" normally.

When a mentally ill person is treated in a psychiatric hospital, it is not allowed to be pregnant, let alone pregnant. After that, my mother's whereabouts were unknown, and I was taken into a welfare home as an abandoned baby.

Ignorance is the most beautiful life, but why do people always want me to know all this? I was told about my background after graduating from high school, and it was also when I was about to leave the orphanage where I was staying.

I was taken to the place of birth and diagnosed with mental illness...... Can you believe that a student with a good interpersonal circle and good grades is actually a psychopath, and that doesn't sound right at first glance?

However, when an orphan who has lost his guardian is diagnosed with mental illness, he will be stripped of all his rights.

Including his life.

I still don't understand what I'm doing wrong. I was inexplicably told my life story, inexplicably diagnosed with mental illness, inexplicably locked up in a ward full of mentally ill people who made me sick, and then inexplicably used as material for human experiments by a group of people in white coats!

Thought it was a cure for my mental illness -- this high-sounding statement.

I've tried to escape, but what can I do? This is the prison! A hell on earth!

What's more, even if you escape, what can you do?

I'm not out of purpose. I ran away and slipped away quietly while everyone wasn't looking. However, I was caught again...... It is the police.

I ran away and called the police. At this time, I realized that people with mental illness have no right to speak in society, and no one will choose to believe the words of a mentally ill person.

Run away? It's something that a fool would do again, and I'll never forget that, when I learned I was mentally ill, the police officer who got my report looked at me again.

Once you're back in a mental hospital, you'll find endless hell...... And I don't feel anything anymore, just because since then, something called hope has quietly faded from my mind.

A few years later, when I came back to my senses again, I had come to this different world, and I was held in swaddling clothes by Mr. Bong and became a deer girl named Luming.

It's an unheard of world, different from mine, and has no intersection with mine. In the first moment, there was no bond between it and me.

From nothing to feel warm, from warm to uneasy, from uneasy to afraid; The feelings that I haven't had for a long time were given to me by Mr. Bong, whom I met from the very beginning.

Even so, I feel very, very happy!

I definitely don't want this happiness to leave me, as long as Mr. Bong is by my side, I just need Mr. Bong!

If Mr. Bong is gone, I can't imagine what I will be like in the future.

So, please don't leave me alone like this, okay?