[Comprehensive Manga] Ann

When the devil woke up, the green pupils trembled violently the moment they opened, and a scarlet color emerged immediately, and the devil quickly sat up from the bed, looking around with sharp eyes and panic.The always frivolous devil's face was fixed on a ferocious and panic expression, and the tyrannical aura was churning, as if it would be close to the level of madness in the next second.

"Boom."

The sound of the wine bottle hitting the floor lightly dispelled the demon's tyrannical mood suddenly.

The demon moved his gaze to the window and saw the purple-haired boy.

Theodore paused, then seemed to calm down, sitting on the bed relaxedly, the redness in his eyes gradually disappeared, but his green eyes were firmly locked on the boy.

Fortunately, no - leaving.

Demons don't need to sleep.

Therefore, every time he falls asleep, it must be a trap of some young man, and something must happen.

For example—every time I wake up, the sky clears, and then a person dies.

And every time the protagonist of "one person died" is now sitting there intact, but the curtain of orange flowers covers the outside scenery, so that the demon can't tell the time for a while.

And the boy was holding a bottle of red wine that was half drunk. The boy's loose white shirt was stained with wine-red liquid, but the bigger piece was the blood on the right side of the shirt. The boy turned his gaze to look at Theodore.

"Master, why don't you call me for drinking alone?"

The corner of Theodore's mouth finally raised a familiar wanton smile, walked towards the boy and then knelt beside him on one knee, looking down at the boy's purple eyes, wiping the wine-red liquid from the corner of the boy's mouth with black gloves .

The boy raised his eyebrows, but didn't speak, then raised his head and took a big sip of red wine.

Under the light, purple hair with light silver luster, purple eyes that can't reflect anything, slender white fingers holding the wine bottle, graceful curvature of the raised neck, slightly moving Adam's apple, slowly moving along the jaw Sliding wine red liquid.

Theodore just watched quietly, the temptation of this human being to him has not diminished, on the contrary, it has become more and more intense, wanting to possess him crazily, wanting to get his soul completely, wanting to be tempted by him forever .His eyes are always focused on him fascinatedly, his blood is always boiling because of his existence, his greed is always painfully hungry, even though he has already seen the end of the so-called darkness, he is still crazy Go on and on until now...

Theodore slowly approached the boy's cheek, stretched out his hand to caress the back of the boy's neck, licked the liquid from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and then smelled the fragrance of blood under the skin along the neck.

But this time, the devil abnormally didn't bite the boy's skin to suck the blood. Instead, he bit the boy's lip, and then darted his nimble tongue into his mouth, sweeping it wantonly, wanting to snatch it away. With all the boy's breath, the strong smell of blood is spreading, and the overly hot kiss seems to be the first time in memory, but instead, a feeling of despair and darkness slowly grows.

"When did you hurt your hand?"

Theodore bit the boy's earlobe lightly, and then asked in a low voice, but Theodore's hand firmly grasped the boy's right wrist, with such force that it seemed that the devil didn't care if it would hurt the wound or not. Cracked again.

"Last night, I rowed it myself."

"Oh~ so~"

Theodore seemed dissatisfied with Masato Ezaki's answer, and with a provocative tone, he glanced at the boy frivolously, and then bit down on the wound on Masato Ezaki's wrist. The wound quickly opened again, and blood flowed from the boy's white skin The arm slowly slid down.

"Only I can hurt the master, and you are not allowed to do so, master."

Theodore licked the blood on the boy's arm, his green pupils squinted with irresistible oppression, but Masato Ezaki nodded and did not withdraw his hand.

"The candidate received the task yesterday, and today he has to go to the amusement park to catch ghosts."

Ezaki Masato said flatly about today's plan, just like usual.

"ghost?"

Theodore raised his eyebrows, threw the wine bottle in the boy's hand aside, then reached out and picked up the boy sitting on the floor, then put him on the side of the bed, took off the boy's pajamas, and then applied a bandage and ointment Help the boy bandage his injured right hand.

"Yeah, it's a very interesting thing. If you can raise a ghost, it would be nice."

Ezaki Masato yawned, then rubbed his hair with his left hand.

"Master can't be greedy, raising a demon is enough."

Theodore smiled, carefully and skillfully helped Ezaki Masato change into his school uniform, then buried him on the boy's neck and took a few bites, but deliberately opened the collar of his shirt.

"But ghost, what is it?"

"The obsession left behind after death."

"I've never seen the ghost of the master." Theodore smiled and reached out to caress the boy's slender neck. The cold touch of the black gloves rubbed against the skin of the boy's neck, even though it was a layer of black cloth. It seems that you can still feel the beating of the boy's pulse, but the pattern of the contract with the devil on the back of the boy's neck, I don't know if the color is too light to see clearly, or it has disappeared.

"Obviously I have died so many times, and I haven't even seen the shadow of the master's ghost. Or is it because there is nothing worth nostalgic for?"

"A ghost, it is impossible to exist on my body."

Theodore just looked at Masato Ezaki with a quiet smile, then stood up, leaned over and approached Masato Ezaki's face, forehead to forehead.

Seeing himself suddenly enlarged in the boy's eyes, Theodore squinted his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see what the devil in the boy's eyes looked like from those purple pupils, or in other words, he also wanted to know what the devil in the boy's pupils looked like. What is hidden in the depths.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

Theodore stood up suddenly, then walked to the small kitchen and began to prepare breakfast.

"Get ready."

The boy got out of bed, and then went straight to the seat of the dining table with bare feet, quietly watching the devil who was skillfully preparing breakfast.

"Are you going to complete the task with that group of humans again? Oh, it's really boring~"

"Hmm." The purple-haired boy calmly took the glass that Theodore handed over, and took a sip of the warm milk.

"Really, can't you kill Rin Okumura?"

The young man paused as he drank milk, and then shifted his gaze to Theodore. Despite the casual tone and the frivolous curve of his mouth, the paranoia and tyranny hidden in the demon's eyes could not be ignored.

As long as it is an obstacle between him and the boy, please trouble - all of them will die.

Theodore didn't hear the boy's answer, looked back at the boy, and found that the boy was just sitting on a chair, looking at him quietly, his eyes were so empty that they couldn't hold anything.

Theodore stopped what he was doing, and then walked towards the boy...

The devil thought that what was hidden under the boy's mask was real, but found out that it was just another mask;

The devil thought that there was a face of despair and decadence hidden under all the masks, but then he found that masks have no feelings;

The devil thought that one day he would peel off all the masks of the boy, but——the masks had become part of his reality.

The mask touched by the devil is like the reality touched by the devil. Theodore has indeed touched the falsehood that can never be reflected in the boy's purple eyes.But just this level of touch is already painful to the point of madness.

So—it should be hate, right?

I hate this young man whose mouth is full of false words, who sees false people in his eyes, and has false feelings in his heart.

But if possession, madness, and pain can all be defined as hatred, then the dividing line between love and hate has been blurred.

"see it?"

Theodore walked up to the boy, leaned slightly, and let the boy look at him more carefully.

"My fate, have you seen it?"

There was a wanton smile on Theodore's face, and he narrowed his eyes slightly at the purple-haired boy.

This boy once said that he could see the fate of everyone.It's just such a general concept...

However, it probably means that everyone can see the date of death, including the boy himself.

Want to see the boy's first appearance?

I don’t know, for the first teenagers, it’s more painful to know their own death from the moment they wake up but still have to go on step by step, or it’s more painful to see other people’s death but still powerless.

The boy at that time must have collapsed in pain to the extreme, so now he doesn't care at all.

Those purple pupils could no longer be dyed with any color, sinking into a completely corrupted black.Perhaps, it is not God that isolates the boy from everyone and everything, but his decayed and silent soul.

If this is the case, why bother to tempt the devil in the first place?

"I saw it."

The purple-haired boy finally opened his mouth, and his faint gaze fell on the devil's face.

"Will I live long?"

The arc of the devil's mouth was opened a little more wantonly.

"meeting."

The boy nodded.

"Hmm~ What a bad news."

Theodore's smile seemed to grow brighter.

Such silence filled the room with a depressing atmosphere, and it was hard to tell what it felt like.The bright light shines white light, but what the eyes touch is the dark shadows of the two people refracted on the floor, as if they are fixedly embedded on the ground, but the light that separates them becomes an inaccessible distance .

The short-haired boy just sat silently by the table, stroking the grain of the wooden table with his index finger, and didn't speak.And the silver-haired man behind him stepped back a few steps and leaned against the corner, then sat down casually.The corners of Theodore's mouth no longer had the usual wanton curvature, and the green pupils silently watched the young man's back. Then the man stretched out his hand, and a small black card appeared out of thin air in his hand. The man scratched on the paper randomly After a few clicks, the card flew towards the boy.

The boy who didn't turn his head reached out to catch the card. When the boy looked at the red words on the black card, his eyes darkened and he didn't speak.The boy remained silent and did not turn his head. He just looked at the card quietly with that gaze.

"Hug me." A man's voice suddenly came from behind him, it was still the same frivolous voice, but he always felt that something was different, and the man just said the simple three words on the card, simple It's like the easiest child's coquetry.

The boy put the card on the table, and finally turned around.

When the eyes of the two people meet, it seems that there is some invisible chain connecting the two people, but there is a feeling that they cannot be touched, and they always feel that they are too far away.Although it is only a few steps away, the invisible dividing line stubbornly separates the two worlds.

The boy took a step, and the boy slowly walked towards the silver-haired man, the distance between the shadows on the ground gradually shortened, when the boy came to the man's side, he knelt down, then put his arms around the man's neck, approached, and hugged.

Theodore's body trembled suddenly, his green pupils trembled slightly, and he saw the familiar purple hair in his sight, then he stretched out his hand and put it on the back of the boy's neck, just touching it through the black gloves. Teenager with purple hair.

The man suddenly laughed, and then laughed more and more wantonly. The smile on the corner of his mouth forced a wanton arc, and his body trembled because of the laughter, and he hugged the boy in his arms tightly.

In the room, only the man's laughter was heard.

But it's still too quiet, and the quietness makes people feel scared, like an endless silent night, like a terrifying illusion that can never be pierced, like falling into loneliness like death.

What would happen if you lost this hug now?

I can no longer hear that person's heartbeat;

Never smell that person again;

I can no longer feel that person's breath;

I can no longer touch that person's cold temperature...

In this way, it is really a ridiculous thing.