Bourbon leaned against the wall, smiling with interest. sister

"That's right, Tekira is this kind of character, the more you beat him, the more he loves you." He touched his chin with one hand and said with a smile, in a serious tone that seemed to be joking.

Ireland glanced at Bourbon warringly.

"Don't teach him that kind of thing." He covered Aito's ears. It's better for children not to listen to this kind of thing.

In case you're curious, it's troublesome to explain why a masochist is a masochist.

And...... Tequira wasn't a masochist either, Bourbon was just talking nonsense. You don't need to listen to nonsense.

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"Okay, okay, worried Irish dad." Bourbon raised his hands with a bored expression. But soon he showed an ambiguous smile again: "Do you want to come to my room to sleep?" Ivy? Ireland ignored Bourbon and carried the boy back to his room.

Bourbon unsurprisingly restrained his smile. Ireland's approach was expected for him, and to be honest, he was a little strange.

Ireland has been a little too good to Aviclere, almost like Aviclere's own father.

The sister treats Avi Clear as an ordinary child, and is even afraid that Bourbon will teach the other party badly. It was clear that Avi Crell could beat Tequila into that kind of life that was worse than death.

What a strange guy. But...... Maybe it's because of Avi Crell's little monster who has taken control of his feelings.

It's already a monster, and this kind of thing must be able to do it. Bourbon thought as he retreated into his room, looked at the new bed that no one had used, breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay down without hesitation.

He doesn't like what others have used, except for the ones he has robbed. Sister Ireland sat down on the bed, looked into the boy's eyes, and touched the other's hair with a little weakness.

"Don't learn from Bourbon." His tone was complex. Sooner or later, Avi Clear will grow up.

I won't always be as ignorant as I am now. But if it becomes a frivolous and rich boy like Bourbon...... For example, with a flirtatious smile, wearing a chestless V-neck shirt or a Cuban collar shirt, and asking people with an ambiguous smile if they want to sleep together at night...... When Ireland thought of such a scene, it felt like his sanity was crumbling.

Sister is better than that...... He looked at the young man's eyes with a slightly deep look, as if he was in a duel with himself, struggling with something in his heart.

"If only you never changed......" he muttered under his breath. The white-haired and blue-eyed boy looked at him as if he didn't understand.

Never change ......? Mom and Dad said something like that, too.

"If you don't grow up, I don't grow old, we won't change, it's like this all the time, that's fine......" Ireland bent over and hugged him and whispered, his tone complicated.

Sister maybe Avi Clear will leave him when he grows up, even if he doesn't leave...... Sooner or later, they will also separate.

There is nothing eternal and unchanging. Pisco would grow old and die. Ireland will too.

Little by little, people will lose their cherished existence. But Avi Clear didn't understand what Ireland meant.

No matter how emotional Ireland is and how complicated his feelings are, Avi Clear still can't empathize with the other party, or even understand.

Sister, because for him, death is not the end. The line between life and death is not obvious to him. And for him, who is not old or dead, aging is also something that does not need to be thought about.

"But I'd love to see you grow up, if I can be around you then......" Ireland continued to whisper.

He didn't want Aviclell to change, but he also wanted to see the other person grow up. People are always so greedy, and he is no exception.

"Yes, Uncle Ireland will always be by my side." Irish Aitto could react to this, he hugged the other man back, and said softly with a smile.

My sister is willing to stay with him even if he dies because his Irish uncle loves him very much.

“…… I hope so. Ireland sighed. He couldn't make a promise. Promises that cannot be fulfilled mean deception.

"Why did you take off your gloves?" He asked, looking at Ato's hand.

"There was a bit of an accident, and the gloves broke...... "Aitor also looked at his hands, and explained in a relaxed and natural way.

There were no wounds on his hands and no traces of blood remaining. sister

"I still have a lot of gloves." He said with a smile. Sister Akemi, Sister Shiho, and Junerik have given him a lot before, Sister Akemi gave it to buy it outside, while Sister Shiho and Junerik sent it to make it herself.

The quality of the gloves made for him from the materials provided by the tissue is much better than most gloves.

"That's good." Ireland was not relieved to see the traces of the accident on the teenager's body.

Their dinner was served in the room, prepared by Robert and delivered to the room. Because there was a takira lying in the living room, Bourbon and Ireland were not very willing to go downstairs to eat.

And after falling asleep, Aito's soul entered the system space. After this time, Brother Ley's brother should love him even more if he sees him again.

He appeared in the pitch-black space, and saw a pitch-black figure in the pitch-black corner. It was as if it was gradually being eroded by the dark space, and the other party was lying on the ground, his long black hair blending into the space.

Only the fair face can be seen. Rye was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he had lost consciousness.

"Brother Rey?" Aitto walked over to the other party. His footsteps sounded exceptionally clear in this space.

Sister, but the figure on the ground didn't react at all. It's like a hamster that was kept in a cage, only to be found dead in a cage.

He squatted down and touched each other's faces, and the soul bodies could also feel the temperature of each other's souls when they touched.

Rey's face was cold, while Ato's hands were warm.

"Why don't you ignore me?" He saw that the other party was lying motionless, so he also lay down, put his arms under his chin, and asked suspiciously and aggrievedly.

The man with long black hair struggled to open his eyes, his dark green eyes less indifferent and more complicated.

The green of the eyes became even darker and more eerie. sister

“…… I seem to be blind and can't speak. He looked at the darkness above and was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly.

If a person stays in the dark for a long time, he will lose the desire to speak, and in the end he will become a walking corpse and lose his human instincts.

Day and night, all I saw was darkness and no sound. At one point, it made people feel that they had lost their sense of sight and hearing, and from then on they could only live in silent darkness.

Cold, dead silence. So he subconsciously grasped the only heat that appeared around him, which could make a sound, and could even be regarded as a light source.

"Don't leave me again......" his tone was inexplicably low. sister

“…… I'm going crazy......" The body trembled unconsciously, and the pupils subconsciously dilated. It was a look in his eyes that even he didn't know what he was talking about.

He said he was going crazy, but he seemed to be crazy.