Mori Chef's self-cultivation

Although Mr. Dean himself has yelled in private the unscrupulous argument that "adults must have everything", but fortunately, the little guy raised by him has a convenient ability to manipulate age, It completely freed him from any room for entanglement.

So under such a cute premise, no matter how much he said, it would only make people feel that he was joking and showing off.

But from Kurihara’s point of view, it’s not something that can be overshadowed by a simple sentence—after all, the “self” of the parallel body is a different individual from him. If the cat owner is simply obsessed with him If I feel that any forest can accept it...then the current situation is simply an unprecedented disaster movie.

In order to further dig out the truth, he even played the game of feigning death, trying to make the other party get emotional sublimation in pain, and then he was the only one who could do it.

By the way, he originally lived a simple and happy cat-raising life in another parallel world, but he never imagined that one day in the future he would face such a huge test and a ridiculous situation.

——It is definitely an extremely sour experience to compete with "myself".

The behind-the-scenes operator who condensed a wisp of consciousness on the avatar of the former dean couldn't help but smile bitterly. Seeing the pink-haired boy in front of him fall into a sluggish mode, he simply pulled out the blood-stained glass shards from between his fingers Throwing it aside, he pressed the person into his arms.

"Are you still hesitating? You are such a playful brat..."

"...Mr. Dean clearly convicted me of the crime by talking to himself."

It's rare for a heart-rending player to complain, trying to cover up his increasingly frenzied heartbeat, but the voice rolling out of his throat still trembles with embarrassment, it sounds intermittent, with a This kind of pretending to be calm is actually full of unbelievable hesitation, "Since I have been given the opportunity to choose, does it mean...you, do you like me?"

Just mentioning the word "like", he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he wished to quickly pour a large glass of water to suppress its restlessness, so that he could be more calm.

That's right, even though he was thinking about how to take down Mr. Mori and imagined the situation of the double arrows, he was still a bit confused in his heart, and felt that things would definitely not go as smoothly as he imagined. For this reason, the previous birthday Only then did he deliberately prepare the equipment related to binding and anesthesia in advance, for fear that something might go wrong, which would cause his enthusiasm to be kept in his belly forever, and he would never be able to get the release he deserved for the rest of his life.

He is so used to one-sided emotional output that he is not ready to accept the echo, but repeatedly hints that he can use some rough methods to force the other party to agree... From a certain point of view, it should be a very sick psychological state .

But someone is willing to tolerate his morbidity.

Perhaps the greatest luck is nothing more than this, right?just him...

All the bewildered emotions in life seem to be exhausted at this moment, not only his voice, but also fingertips, bloody palms, wrists with countdown numbers burned, Adam's apple, lips, and even slightly messy hair. Trembling slightly, as if afraid of the cold, there was a strong urge to curl up.

But the tips of his ears and the corners of his eyes were clearly steaming, so hot that he hardly dared to raise his head, for fear that the other party would notice such an abnormal appearance.

——Why do you want to run away...

——No, no, if he runs away, if he doesn't express his feelings quickly, if he misses such an opportune time...he will definitely regret it!

Not only the senses are confused, but also the thinking in his head is extremely chaotic, as if hiding a small car that keeps spinning around, trying desperately to find a suitable exit, but in the end he becomes more and more confused, and finally simply broke down. Sparks of different colors exploded from the exhaust pipe, as if they directly ignited the entire difficult overpass.

——I can't think at all...

"I, what I said, when, of course, I thought that any Mr. Mori would be fine..."

The little pink hair who struggled to organize his words became stuttering, and the image of eloquence and cunning in the past collapsed in an instant, and there was no way to save him.In order to calm himself down, he took a deep breath, and kept uttering his true heart like a machine gun, "But if you treat me as a simple face control, it's too much, right? I don't just look at my face The fallen type, please don't underestimate me!"

After all, in order to prove what he said was true, Kurihara Tsubasa hurriedly struggled to raise his face, widened his bright blue eyes, and tried his best to show his sincerity.

As a result, as soon as he saw the face of the former dean, his expression immediately darkened a little, and he reflexively protested: "At this time, you must change back to your own appearance, Mr. Sen! I don't feel anything about other people's faces!"

Because of being too excited, the usually soft tone rose unconsciously, like a cat's tail raised up, expressing his master's mood straight up in anger.

If it wasn't for the fact that the current atmosphere is really not suitable for joking, it would be easy to piss off the cat owner. Mori Ogai, who is wearing his shell, really wants to remind him: Isn't it the face control that was agreed?Generally, people who can talk about love should say something like "I love your soul, so appearance doesn't matter at all" at such a time, right?You have fully exposed your preferences.

Mr. Dean, who is coveted by him every day, doesn't know whether he is happy or worried.

In short, in order to successfully embrace the beauty, he doesn't want to (and can't) care too much about it for the time being, so he has to re-imitate his own body and face in the "world" created by himself, satisfying the small requirements of the cat owner, by the way Then comes a super easy-to-use secret skill of touching the head to kill.

"For, for the sake of your obedience—"

Obviously being caressed by him and showing a comfortable expression, the pink-haired boy insisted on refusing to admit it honestly, and he was completely different from his usual lovable demeanor.That fully demonstrates the arrogant nature of a disturbed feline animal, the more guilty he is, the more he likes to pretend to be nonchalant to deceive others, but he doesn't know that the twinkle in his eyes has already betrayed his flustered mood.

After he finished speaking, he got stuck for a while, not knowing what to say next.

——Oops, I want to say something, but I feel that nothing is right... It is such a critical moment!

Fortunately (?) just before he was so confused that he wanted to pinch his thigh to recover, Mr. Dean, who was admiring his blank mind, finally showed mercy, and slid down the finger that was originally stroking the long pink hair, gently He squeezed his chin, and guided patiently with a magnetic whisper: "Xiao She, look into my eyes, and don't look away."

"Ah, oh..." Kurihara Tsubasa, who was about to smoke from his head, subconsciously obeyed the command, and the invisible cat ears that had been raised nervously seemed to have a downward trend.

Although in the relationship between the two of them, he has always been very aggressive, while the elder maintains a tolerant and compromised relationship mode, and tolerates him riding on his head to domineering and meowing, but when it comes to the critical point At every moment, he always has to switch roles and tell him who is the real master of the family.

Just like the moment when he logged out of the escape game, didn't adapt to the external environment, and stubbornly closed his heart... It was the man in front of him who forcibly broke the solid barrier that separated him from the ordinary world, teaching him time and time again how to perceive the real world. The warmth brought him a new life, and built a harbor for him to stay with his own existence.

If he persisted and refused to leave, maybe it would be okay to stay in it for the rest of his life.

"I thought you knew it well. After all, you're such a bright kid..."

The other party's fingers did not have the slightest sense of compulsion. Instead, it was like scratching the chin of a cat. It brought him an extremely comfortable experience, allowing him to hear every voice that expressed his love to him more clearly. Syllables, "But this is also very good. What I have learned and what I am about to understand are very much in line with my heart, proving that I have not made a wrong decision--"

While speaking, the elderly man who was good at attacking the mind got closer and closer, making the distance between the two continuously shortened, and in the end, they could feel that each other's breaths were ambiguously blending into a ball, constantly brushing their cheeks and lips.

In a trance, he even had the illusion that his sense of hearing grew from his lips, otherwise, how could he easily read the content passed by the other party amidst the humming roar in his ears?

The man who carried all his love and desires just stared into his eyes and confessed with cheating lines: "—With you, I no longer need any optimal solution. Because you will be my only one The true solution to this... I only want you alone, do you understand, Xiao She?"

"..." For a moment, he heard the sound of the snow mountain collapsing in a trance.

Countless small snow particles that are so light that they can be ignored continue to accumulate until they unknowingly exceed the load that the mountain can bear, and then desperately counterattack towards him who is coveting the top, which is enough to press his whole body down. Completely buried the shackles until even breathing became difficult but still refused to leave.

The most desperate and unbearable thing was that he didn't even have the slightest thought of running away, and even his thoughts floated lightly, as if he was ready to break free from the shackles of his body at any time.

—So this is the future he longed for?I feel so happy that I'm about to have a fever... My whole body is burning hot.

"Sen, Mr. Sen..."

His originally high aura fell instantly, like a chocolate cake that suddenly collapsed, showing his smooth and soft side to the diners looking at him tremblingly, so even his voice was like a fragrance floating from the bottom , overflowing with a sweet smell that makes the index finger move, "Are you really going to indulge me? I, I don't know what will happen. If I can't control it and hurt you, it doesn't matter? Like me Can such a murderer crawling out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood still get happiness?"

This was about the most uncertain moment in his life.

Because of too much suffering, even the pity that fate accidentally dropped seems so illusory, more like an untouchable dream, once you reach out, you will destroy it, and witness yourself returning to the embrace of nothingness.

If you have not seen the sun, you will not long for the light.

The cruelest thing is undoubtedly to take his hand and go outside, but finally push it back to the original place, so it is better not to have it from the beginning.

And fortunately, the man in front of him never wanted to let go of his hand for a single moment, instead he held it tighter and tighter, proving his existence and determination with facts, strong and yet considerate as he should be, fully Reassuring.

Perhaps it was due to nature, at this time, the man who did not give unconditionally smiled, and threw down the trap specially set for him as always.

The deep voice was comparable to the cello playing. At this moment, it was close to his ear, rubbing it constantly, creating a numbness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, "It's better to experience it yourself if you ask more questions. If you want to know the answers to those questions, why don't you use your whole life to verify... How about it, is it a reasonable solution?"