"'I've never been soft-hearted.'"
——"Walking with the Magnificent Willie Shaw"——A Biography by Chaint Sinkardstu
"'Excuse me, what do you mean?'"
——"Walking with the Magnificent Willie Shaw"——A Biography by Chaint Sinkardstu
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Yicha was flying along a riverless river. The river was completely dry, with a flat bottom, sharp edges, and even light - many, many moons shone on him without casting a single shadow. He stopped at a wrinkled remnant of ground needles and waited for a while. At no time did he have to go to Beelzebub.
Beelzebub will come to him.
"Dear Om."
Darkness came unexpectedly, forcing the moon's dim light away and lifting him up. A familiar voice came from the blocked field of vision, a rustling sound of joy and a little excitement: "My dear, you missed me."
This is not a question. Yi Cha remained silent. Three pairs of arms hugged him, one around his neck and one on his shoulders. Countless red eyes lit up before his eyes.
The Demon Lord's voice shook the air from far to near.
"I'm happy. You're unhappy. Why?" Beelzebub whispered in his ear. A hand climbed up and caressed his face. "Dear, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Do you not want to live anymore?"
"I certainly wasn't thinking about living, my queen."
"It's so annoying. My dear. Why do you always want to die?" Yicha felt Beelzebub scratching his face - the demon lord should have used the smallest amount of effort to scratch out a few bloody grooves. It quickly disappeared without a trace.
"You are not allowed to think about it."
He heard her voice shift to his right shoulder, bringing a new sting - one that healed more slowly this time, simply because he was distracted.
"I'll take care of it. I'll arrange your death. You don't have to waste any thought on it. My dear, just focus on treating me with your life. I'll let you die in a way you don't expect." Don't. Xibu buzzed dangerously behind him, "Do you think I will be good to you? You must not think so. Otherwise, otherwise..."
"Otherwise I'll be angry." She said - she was about to say it, but she hadn't said it yet. Despite being in total darkness and noise, Icha had expected these words.
Unlike most things - like Beelzebub, unlike most things - this didn't come from any recently acquired power, but was purely an extension of the discipline built up in childhood - —
If Beelzebub was allowed to say this, it would be too late.
"I believe you won't treat me well. I always believe it." Yi Cha said. There are too many beings to bear his death, not too little. But there is no need to tell this to the Demon Lord. Lying to Beelzebub was not difficult at all. What is difficult is the content of the lie.
"Then why aren't you happy? My dear, everything is going well. The conquest of this place is almost complete. I'm going to take away everything that doesn't belong to me!" Beelzebub pounced on him. on the back. The tip of his chin poked at the seam of his skull.
She was not heavy at all, she was light and soft with joy and arrogance. The pleasure was so specific that Cha felt it flow directly down his scalp and into his spine. He had to use his brain to think about it. He now does many things that he once found difficult, but getting along with Beelzebub is not one of them.
Will never be one of them.
"I can't be happy. Because I can't see you."
I use Cha to express the results of my thinking, and at the same time I feel a little regretful. There was a buzzing sound that lingered in my ears, a buzzing sound that lingered in the background. But he felt really quiet. At this time, Diliule's teasing or Nesis's reminder is needed more than many times in the past. At this time, he didn't own any of them.
"Can't you see me? Ah hum? Is that why?"
The Demon Queen did not twist off his head, but smiled softly - she was more tolerant than he expected. Beelzebub's tens of thousands of voices were concentrated nearby, and the six nearest red eyes flickered, twice as horrifying, and slowly drifted to Yi Cha's eyes, spinning and flickering.
"Why do you want to see me? Our blood goes to the same place. Our eyes look to the same place. That's all. You remember how I look. My dear. You have to remember or I'll kill you." You. I haven’t killed you yet, which means you remember Om.”
"I want to see you now." Yi Cha said.
The red eyes blinked in confusion: "You are the smartest, aren't you? My dear. When you want to see me, just remember what I looked like before.'"
"I remember. But I want to see you now. Beziriya." Icha quickly grabbed the forelimb of Beelzebub that was originally resting on his shoulder with his backhand.
He knew very well that even by the devil's high standards, he was basically insane.
Beelzebub could banish him, throw him into a new underground prison, or simply kill him. But it's hard to say whether she didn't have these thoughts in the first place. He had a vague feeling that as long as she paid attention to him as she did today and in the past thousands of years, these risks had never left him.
In any case, something unexpected didn't happen this time - the risk was realized, and Beelzebub's red eyes flashed with joyful cruelty and took away everything that didn't belong to her! , deeply piercing a bunch of spikes into his chest.
Yi Cha pulled the spikes away backwards, covered the wound and coughed for a while. Beelzebub surrounded him affectionately and prevented him from falling. Yi Cha leaned into the soft darkness and found that their hands on the other side were still clasped together. He squeezed the back of Beelzebub's hand and said nothing.
The Demon Queen made a delicate buzzing: "Dear. You pretend-"
"Shhh."
Icha touched the tip of his nose with his other hand. He felt a little tired, but not dead. So it means it's completely fine. "My Queen. Are you not allowed to see your face?"
"Om is not allowed." Beelzebub blinked, matter-of-factly.
The wounds on his hands were scabbing. Icha smiled slowly. "I want to admit my fault to you. My queen."
"Okay buzz. Admit it."
"I have to admit. Sometimes I don't understand what you are saying. I don't understand what you are thinking. I think this must be a big mistake." Yi Cha said.
"It's so wrong! It's so wrong! I'll punish you to death!"
Beelzebub said. Then he laughed too.
"Me too. My dearest Ichaint," she said. "I often don't know what you're talking about either. But I know you're smart. Very smart."
"Very smart." Icha repeated. He looked at the darkness in front of him, paused, and asked, "Can you see me? My queen."
"Of course. It's buzzing all the time."
