A hotel room in New York, USA.
The man with black hair and blue eyes hung up the phone and looked up at himself in the mirror.
His skin was pale, his eyes had thick dark circles, and his blue eyes were dull.
All physical and mental sensations are gradually lost.
Hunger, fullness, pain, satisfaction, pleasure, disgust...
are gradually fading.
What I feel is an insatiable emptiness, numbness and sleepiness.
I want to sleep, but I still can't.
It seems like he is turning into a zombie step by step.
This scene overlaps with the scene not long ago.
But the person lying beside the pool at that time was another person.
Scotland thought as he looked at himself in the mirror with his hair still dripping.
In the past, he might have been in the mood to tease the other person.
But now, he has lost his teasing mood.
There was a deep red mark on his neck.
The nails on both hands were also broken and stained with blood.
His hands and arms were covered with bandages, but he could still see that the bandages inside were stained with blood.
He tied himself up with a rope last night, but...
But he almost died by hanging himself.
Saved by Bourbon.
They made an agreement that when one of them slept, the other would keep an eye on them.
otherwise……
Thinking of the two of them falling asleep together before, and the result...
The two sleepwalkers met on the way and started fighting, almost beating each other half to death. Fortunately, they hid their guns in advance.
Otherwise, they might really die in each other's hands that day.
As for the bourbon situation…
It's not that he was fooling Wei Que, but it was really inconvenient for the other party to answer the phone.
Scotland can still speak, but Bourbon's performance is much more serious.
The man with black hair and blue eyes looked through the mirror and saw the man sitting on the ground outside.
The other party looked much worse than him.
He lowered his head, flushed his face with cold water, and walked out of the bathroom.
"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to walk anymore?" He sat back on the sofa, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then asked looking at the figure sitting on the ground.
The blond man sitting on the ground raised his head and looked at Scotland with his dark purple-gray eyes.
A bloody dagger fell to the ground beside him, and blood was still dripping from his thigh at this moment.
Even gathered into one.
On his right leg, there were six holes that were constantly bleeding.
You can even see the bones of the thigh.
Three swords and six holes.
If you pierce both of them with a knife, there will be two holes.
Bourbon stabbed himself three times, not only did he not show any pain, but instead showed a smile.
"How could it be? Didn't we bring a lot of healing potions? All I need is the pain it provides."
"I feel like I'm still awake, Scotland." The man with blond hair and purple eyes said.
The man with black hair and blue eyes fell silent.
So does he.
Using pain to wake up.
I don't know how long I can last like this.
They somewhat understood Gin's original attitude.
even……
I started to worry that I would really crawl in front of Kao like Gin said.
Gin must have experienced this too.
In the past, Bourbon and Scotland would have ridiculed Gin, but at this moment, both of them had lost interest in talking.
So tired...
…
Apartment downstairs.
"It seems that Finch is still at Laphroaig's house..." Shuji Tsushima glanced at the dark top floor and the room downstairs with the lights on.
Then he withdrew his gaze without interest.
The car parked in the underground garage.
Shuji Tsushima and Sebastian took the elevator back to the apartment.
The calico cat and the Shiba Inu are far apart and sleeping on the ground without disturbing each other.
He immediately looked up after hearing the door open.
The moment he saw Shuji Tsushima, he rushed towards him.
Tsushima Shuji's expression remained unchanged and he hid as usual.
"If you want to play, let Sebastian accompany you."
He casually hung his black coat on the coat rack by the door and said in a calm voice.
He has no interest in playing with them at the moment.
Both Madara and Harrow.
"Leave it to me." Sebastian smiled, skillfully took out the cat teasing stick with one hand and threw a ball with the other.
Even though he didn't like Sebastian, Harrow couldn't refuse to chase the ball and rushed out instantly.
The calico cat stretched out its claws lazily and scratched the cat stick in a perfunctory manner.
Shuji Tsushima looked at this scene, looked away expressionlessly, and returned to the room.
Standing under the showerhead, he lowered his head and let the steaming water wash over his body.
The white fog filled the air and was hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.
The sound of water stopped.
He walked out barefoot in a black bathrobe.
Leaving a trail of water on the ground.
Then he sat by the window and looked at the wall.
The projection unfolded silently.
He didn't look surprised at all.
"Father." The black-haired boy with wild eyes looked at the figure appearing in the projection.
"Karasuma Renye is already dead. When can I die like him?" The voice was calm and confused.
"Do you want to die ugly like him? Xiuzhi." It can be seen from the background behind the man that the other man has left that ancient country and gone to another place.
His appearance once again changed into that of a blindfolded priest.
"It doesn't matter if you die in an ugly or beautiful way, as long as you can... die." The young man lowered his eyes, his eyes empty.
I am bored……
"It's very painful to die like him." The priest with long silver-white hair, eyes covered with black ribbons, and holding a Bible in his hand said.
"It doesn't matter." The young man's eyes were unfocused, lifeless and indifferent.
He has felt the pain of various ways of death.
What a blessing it is that you only need to endure pain once in exchange for eternal death.
"Your anime hasn't been released yet, your envisioned future city plan hasn't been implemented yet, and the selection game hasn't started yet. Don't you want to see the consequences? Human beings are the best at creating unexpected endings." The man did not He refused Shuji Tsushima and did not dissuade him.
Just coaxing.
The young man's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't reply.
He is somewhat interested in these, but...
This meager interest was no longer enough to support his desire to live.
In a daze, I seemed to hear a distant sigh and the sound of the door opening.
"Shuji, it's late, go to sleep." The man with black hair and red eyes walked into the room, came to Tsushima Shuji, and reached out to stroke his hair.
The voice is gentle and elegant.
The young man closed his iris-colored eyes, as if falling into a peaceful sleep.
"Eleven years...is it really a long time?" The man looked down at the boy's head.
The red eyes were as gentle as a god who sympathized with all living beings, and they also seemed to reveal an arrogance that was natural, aloof, and not even cared about by himself.
Nothing like Sebastian.
Even if it's the other person's body.
"I don't want to kill me because I discovered something..." He sighed softly.
"As expected of Shuji."
"But..." The unfinished words disappeared into the darkness.
"Kill me quickly, Shuji."
The man left the room and closed the door.
The boy was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and even his bathrobe had been changed into comfortable pajamas.
He looked like he was sleeping very soundly.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The old father waited every day for Xiu Zhi to kill him and usurp the throne.
Even if he deceives Xiu Zhi, he will die if he kills him.
But... Xiuzhi downloaded the anti-fraud app (bushi) and was not fooled.
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