"There's nothing else to say."

Siinz licked the blood stains on his nails, not because he didn't want Shaon to tell Staki anything, but because he really didn't ask anything at that time.

He was helpless and helpless, obviously they were in the same dungeon.

As Staki asked him to get the list, Siinz pondered, could he ask it with a little more effort lately?

It should be possible.

So he agreed, and guess what, the veins on his forehead floated.

At least, he still can't ask all questions.

He crouched in front of the prisoner, Siinz sucked a finger, the smell of blood in his mouth was wanton, and he wanted to drill the man's head with his fingers, stirring the essence inside, and then pulling his brain out to see what was inside.

"Whew...... Take a break, do you want to drink water? ”

Siint let out a breath and crouched down to take a sip of water, now that Staki had arrived and might be leaving, Siint rubbed his temples.

"I'm sorry, I forgot you can't drink anymore."

He had made an agreement with Shaon, and Shaon would take Sdaki around for a while, delaying the time, and then the time would flow more and more.

Now that the minutes and seconds have passed, Staki should be gone, she should be frightened, scared fiercely.

No one likes dungeons, not even Siinns, and humans love good things, except for those with quirks.

The surface of the mill is a dungeon in the dark, a normal appearance of a dark mind, Siinz is showing him as a person, he is revealing himself to Staki.

Even if it wasn't something she could accept, he did his best.

Siin blew on the hot air coming out of the cup, and the most offensive thing now was that interrogation required patience.

He's ...... I'm about to lose my patience.

"It's already afternoon, sir, it's almost evening."

Sinz sighed as he looked at his bloodstained and dried fingernails, and Stage was anxious for this answer, or he could have brewed the man in front of him for a few days - it would have been better to interrogate.

Now, in an unexpected situation, he has set a goal for himself.

Early trial, the same as expected.

"I hope ...... I'll have time to remove the smell of the dungeon in a moment. ”

Siinz put the cup down, meaning that after getting the information, he hoped that he still had free time to disinfect the room to deodorize and disinfect it.

Even Siyn, who often works in this environment, doesn't like the stench on himself, but he has no choice.

He couldn't have gone to visit Staqi, who had been disappointed in him, late at night, with this smell that ordinary people would reject, and apologize to her.

Blood seeps into the cracks of the nails, which cannot be thoroughly cleaned by sucking.

"I don't have the patience to play with you anymore, I'm expecting to have an appointment today."

When Siinz stood up, he had to face the ugliest side of his personality—the 10 percent abnormality in his soul.

……

Sdaqi used a brush to brush off her skin, and she burned the suit, and the smell penetrated into the fibers of the garment and couldn't be washed off.

As she brushed her hair, she smelled the familiar smell of sandalwood in her hair, which belonged to her mother.

When she was a child, her mother would comb her hair with a sandalwood comb.

It's winter, and Sdaki scoops out a spoonful of ointment, and she's going to make sure that every inch of her skin doesn't smell like a dungeon.

Just as she was lying on her bed relaxed, her worst fear happened.

The dungeon memory began to come back to life, and in that moment, she rolled over and got out of bed to turn on the light on the bedtable.

Shave your nose

Bloody holes

Bald nails

Hook tongue knock teeth

Chop your legs

She nestled at the head of the bed, draped in a blanket, and hugged herself to look at the lamp on the bedtable.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she was in front of her in the dungeon, and because of this, she had to open her eyes and feel the cold sweat that broke out of her.

It takes three nights to overcome your fears, the first night of being incomparably sleepy but unable to close your eyes, the second night of falling asleep in the fear of the first night of domination can be riddled with nightmares, and the third night is full of snoring.

Staki got out of bed with a blanket, she knew she couldn't sleep tonight, so at least she had enough energy in her body to cope with tonight.

Hot milk makes people sleep more comfortably, and sugar makes people excited, so adding a spoonful of honey to hot milk is it a comfortable sleep or an excited night to meet?

As Staki watched the milk boiling and bubbling in the pot by the fireside, she smelled a smell that she had been trying to get rid of in the bath.

Hasn't she washed it yet?

She sniffed her arm, which still had the residual aroma of the ointment, and she subconsciously looked at the locked door.

The smell of this dungeon is getting stronger and stronger, and she subconsciously beats a spirit, this smell is really ominous.

She scooped a spoonful of honey into the pot and stirred.

It was getting closer, which made her extremely vigilant, and she unconsciously activated Staki's ability.

With a steaming cup, she walked to the door and stared at the lock of her home, the thick rancid smell covering the scent that Siint had carried.

There was a polite knock at the door, and her hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

"It's me, is it convenient now?"

Stagi stared at the door steadily, the man was still, and now she was sure that the smell of the dungeon was not hers.

The flavor comes from Siint.

Why did he come so late?

As a woman, Sdaki was wary even though she knew Siinz's friendliness.

If she were a man, she wouldn't so much.

She could hear Siinz scratching at his hair through the door.

"I know you're in there, maybe you're angry."

She heard the man be silent for a moment, the sound of something sparsely stuffed coming in under the door, and she looked down to see a letter slipping in.

"This is the information you took from me, remember to destroy it after reading it."

Staki crouched down on the spot, she pulled the envelope over, Siinz should be able to smell her through the door, and the Dongba man had a Trene.

Why would she pretend she's not there in front of someone who knows she's there?

Siinz saw the letter he had stuffed into the crack in the door being removed, and he heard her open it.

Siinz crouched down at the occasional flickering shadow under the crack in the door, and he stood up.

“…… I left first, it was late. ”

Siinz scratched his head as he left, expecting a moment, expecting a miracle.

“…… Hold it. ”

Staki noticed that the letter had some vague fingerprints on it, and the fingerprints had brown blood stains outlining the texture of fingerprints.

Siinz was a very clean man, and from his usual well-groomed appearance, no one would associate him with the jailer who picked at someone's scabbed wound and peeled off someone's skin.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

Staki stood up, she recognized Siinz's handwriting, which was ugly, because Barcelus himself was not good-looking.

In the vicinity of very childish handwriting, from time to time, there are fingerprints left by fingertips stroking the paper.

Siinz heard the soft thud of Sagi's knee as she stood up, and he stopped.

"As soon as I asked something, I rushed over to ......"

Staki held the letter in her mouth and opened the door with her free hand, Siinz was so kind to her that she was afraid of herself.

She took the letter in her mouth, and Siinz had just turned his head, and the corridor was very dark, and there were always people stealing candles lit at night in the corridor.

Nuisance.

The light in her home shone in the dimly lit hallway, and Siin's pupils contracted under the sudden light source, and his eyes changed like cats.

"Come in."

Staki looked at Si Inn with one arm in his arms and cup, he was now dirty, especially his usually well-groomed hands, his hands were bloody, and dried blood seeped into his nails.

"Still no, I didn't disinfect."

Sinz took a step back, Stage knew how to look at him and it would be difficult for him to refuse his request, and he had learned to make her "pity" him in a very secret way.

By learning.

It probably can't be called "pity", he doesn't quite know what that emotion is.

"Hurry up, there's no difference between a little smelly and a smelly house."

She turned and walked into the house, leaving this sentence, and as soon as she turned her head, the scent of her hair shook over, and the scent hit his face.

Just like some of Staki's careful thoughts, Siin's stealing scholar is not necessarily too bad.

"You were in the interrogation room when I was walking around the dungeon with the elders, and you were still in the interrogation room when I went home......"

Staki's hair had a strong woody scent, and Siinz didn't sit down when he entered the room, knowing full well that the smell of rot on his body didn't fit in with it.

"Sit down, I smelled the same thing just now, it's not a big deal."

Staki patted her chair and motioned for her to sit down, she wasn't Barcelus, she didn't have so many rules.

Staki began to boil the water, though she did not mind the nail marks scratched on her desk, for the sake of the letter.

Siinz did his best, too.

"The dungeon scares me to death, I've probably never seen something so horrible in my life."

Staki drank the milk, her eyes moistened in the vapour, and she complained calmly that the dungeon was making her feel uneasy.

She had gone to bed early, and tonight was different from before.

Siinz just looked at her quietly and didn't apologize, he knew it would be like this, no one would like that hell.

Noticing that Siinz had been staring at her, Staki looked at her cup, and she had noticed Siinne's evasive body language from just now.

What did he do wrong?

"That'...... That's what I am, scary, scaring you out of your sleep. ”

Stagi raised her eyes and looked at Sinz suspiciously, what he was saying today that she didn't understand, just as Stagi frowned and wanted to find out.

The water boiled and the kettle whined.

"Are you hungry? I want to eat. ”

Stagi didn't know what Siinz was talking about, his mind was always out of reach, and she didn't know what he was talking about.

"Not hungry."

When Sinz answered, knowing that Stagi didn't understand and didn't want to delve into the meaning, she stood up with a blanket over and went to get the boiling kettle.

Was she pretending she didn't understand, or did she really not know what he was saying.

Sinz grinded his teeth to himself, and he heard the sound of water pouring out, and Sidaki hissed softly.

"Do you know what I mean?"

He saw Staki walking towards him with a towel pinched by her fingernails, the towel steaming hot and dripping with boiling water.

"Didn't understand, wipe your hands."

She held the towel in front of him and motioned for him to catch it.