【Shadou】Alternative of the same kind

The colorful tinfoil was cut into pieces, and the happy music was sprinkled from the sky. The beasts got used to the deafening sound, and walked at the proper pace according to the many rehearsals.

Monkeys jumped over camels' humps into pools, and lions climbed through flaming hoops without burning their mane.

The clown pretended to be laughing and held a specially made poker card in his hand. With the other hand, he waved and pointed to the jumping platform tens of meters high. The dangerous animal trainer was flying a whip in his hand.

"Father! Look! Those tigers are so smart!" Following his gaze was a tiger dancing with its trainer.

The black-haired man sat beside him quietly, as if an elegant musical was in front of him, and it wasn't over yet, so he couldn't bear to make any noise to disturb him.

"Sir, don't you feel happy?" The child noticed the misfit.

"Ah... I'm happy, but I feel even more absurd."

Elshid's eyes were a deep purple, stained with the flames of the circus, as if trying to extinguish it, or being burned into a rage.

"I don't understand what you mean." The child shook his head while speaking.

"Oh, you don't need to understand, child." He narrowed his eyes, as if it would make people think he was very happy, "There are some things that only time will tell you."

The child still wanted to ask something, but there were deafening applause and screams one after another.

In the last and most beautiful moment, the pyrotechnics burst into the air, the clown and the tamer hugged and kissed to celebrate, and then turned to the audience to announce the end of the show.

Elshid got up and smiled.

The crowd dispersed, and today's performance will only become the gossip of this group of afternoon tea in the future, and only lights are left in the slightly empty performance studio.

"Snapped--"

"I know you don't like too much light."

The clown, who hadn't removed his makeup, came out of the shadows with a smirk that had lasted for a century.

"But I don't like too much darkness either."

Elshid was the only spectator sitting in his original seat.

"I told you, all things love the sun."

"Then, Mr. Elshid," stood beside the clown a silent animal trainer, with blue hair, unfortunately not ultramarine blue, "do you have any trouble?"

"It's just driven by curiosity, please do me a favor."

"You don't need to say that, sir." The clown's expression twisted as if he was looking through the turbulent water, "You know, my life..."

The animal trainer understood, and held his hand as a comfort, "Pipiles, let's talk in another place."

The animal trainer walked in front, followed by Elshid and Pepilus, a few steps apart, without talking, and walked out of the performance studio. Outside was the deep sky, sporadic light spots flickered feebly, and the snowflakes blown by the wind looked like It's the falling stars.

They passed a dilapidated house with a green moldy canopy blocking the door, and less than a hundred meters away was a garbage collection point.

Pipilus pointed his finger at the garbage heap full of black plastic bags, and mouthed towards it. Elsheed ignored him, and he kept repeating this action every time he walked with Elsheed , Passing this kind of place, he always has to repeat it, like a programmed machine, and like a simple devout pilgrim, performing a certain ceremony on time.

"I am there."

This is what Pepyrus did not say.

remember?The stink, the filth, the things you love that you don't agree with, the things you take for granted that are deadly to others...they're all in your head, Pepyrus.

He remembered very clearly that he jumped out of a window and left a family. The family of four slept very peacefully, but they slept so deeply that they could never wake up again. There is a kind of person who is his natural enemy. It is their duty to kill themselves, but it is a heinous crime to kill themselves.

He remembered that once he failed and hid in a dirty corner, with a brand new knife wound on his face, his flesh turned out, as if the blood was about to escape, and he ran out steaming, he wanted to cover the wound on his face, Only then did I realize that the injury on my hand was more painful and more terrifying.

He considers himself a beast, he should lick his own wounds, his eyes are deep and silent blue, just like Loch Ness, but who knows if there are water monsters hidden.

When the beast was about to end, he heard Taixu's voice:

"you are here."

He opened his eyes tiredly, the blood coagulation made this movement very difficult, he was convinced that he did not know this person, and this man who seemed to be lying was definitely not those "predators".

But he just said, you are here.

It seemed that friends who hadn't seen each other for many years were reunited in an unseemly place, one was surprised and the other was happy.

"you know me?"

"How did I know you?"

Pipilus felt that the person in front of him definitely came here before he had learned French well. He didn't understand what he said, and he acted innocently as he should.

"I'm just stating the facts, you're here."

"I'm here too."

"Shall I take you out of here?"

To take you away means to go together, and Pepyrus admits that this man is more of a professional hunter than the police.

To save a prey, to create a dependency, so wear down his sharpness and innocence, and put him on a collar engraved with his name.

Pipyrus does not deny that this man who looks like an artist is actually not a good person, but he doesn't mind being a tool for this man to achieve a certain purpose.

In other words, willingly.

"So, how can I help you?"

The clown without the disguise has long golden hair, the right eye is dirty blue, the left eye is grayish, and the slanted scar spreads to the jaw.

"Go to a school."

"What?!" The suspected murderer who had never been to school was a little confused.

"Stand at the door in the afternoon, waiting for two people."

"Wait for who?"

"do not know."

Elshid is not sure if Siran Udos will show up.

"One of them doesn't know, the other..."

A photo was held out with slender and cold hands, a student, wearing a white shirt and brown plaid trousers,

"His name is Salamander Farr."

There was a kind of restlessness in Pipyrus' eyes, as if it was a dangerous light when he pulled the dagger out of each dead man's chest a few years ago.

"What about the other one?"

Elshid got up to leave this old place.

"He will show up."

"There is my smell around you. You know, in nature, all animals rely on smell to find each other, the same kind fights each other, and the weak eat the strong."

"And we"

There is a non-human flame in Elshid's eyes. His eyes look like a coat in his hand, as if magic will appear and ignite it.

"...It's the same kind."

"Then he will definitely not show up when the students are out of school. He hates sunlight as much as you do."

Pepyrus sent him to the crossroads, and a still darker day swept over tiny Versailles.

"You really still can't remember what I said."

"Everything loves sunlight."

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