"This is your favorite crab meat, Master Xiuzhi..."
"This is kelp and tofu soup..."
"This is fresh snapper fillet..."
"This is the deep-sea blue lobster from France..." Butler Tanaka opened the lids of the dishes on the dining table and introduced them in a natural tone.
It was completely impossible to tell that he had been preparing for this dinner for a long time.
Shuji Tsushima, who was still hungry even if he didn't eat anything, looked at the row of bodyguards standing behind him.
Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa are also among them.
They could only watch Tsushima Shuji eat.
Shuji Tsushima: I suddenly have an appetite~
"Sorry for the trouble, Butler Tanaka~" The black-haired boy sat on the only seat in front of the long dining table with a sweet smile.
Then we had dinner for nearly two hours.
Toru Amuro and Muya Midorikawa just stood there for two hours, watching him eat slowly.
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After Tsushima Shuji has eaten and returned to his room to prepare for bed, the bodyguard and butler can eat.
Of course, they eat in the building where they live.
Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa, who chose to use the floor in Shuji Tsushima's room, did not have the opportunity to dine with everyone.
"I'm not afraid of eating so much..." Toru Amuro sat on the sofa and looked at the satisfied boy angrily.
Not afraid of eating and vomiting myself.
Toru Amuro thought to himself.
The next second, I saw the young man walking into the bathroom.
"...He really likes to do things that make him uncomfortable." Toru Amuro's face had no expression, and his tone had no emotion.
Shuji Tsushima was at the sink, turned on the faucet, and slit his wrists.
I watched the blood on my wrist mix with the water from the faucet and be flushed into the sewer.
He looked up at himself in the mirror with an expressionless expression.
Under his gaze, small cracks gradually appeared on the mirror, and then the cracks gradually expanded.
Split the boy's figure in the mirror into many parts.
Shuji Tsushima looked away, and the mirror suddenly shattered, and the fragments fell on the young man.
"Kaa——" Bourbon and Scotland kicked open the bathroom door.
I saw the boy covered in blood standing in front of the broken mirror.
Hearing their voices, the young man slowly turned his head to look at them.
The snow-white bandage wrapped around his right eye was gradually spreading with blood at this moment.
The exposed left eye was dim and dull, and the eyelid was scratched by flying debris, and a drop of blood shed like a teardrop.
A bloody trace was left on the face.
The faucet has not been turned off, and water is still flowing at this moment. The wound on the young man's wrist has not healed, and blood is still flowing into the pool.
His body was covered with broken sharp lenses.
Just looking at it makes people...
Don't know what to do.
[I stretched out my hand towards him, but I was afraid that the fragments piercing him would pierce him deeper.]
[Also afraid...]
[The debris all over the body will prick yourself.]
…
In the dead silence, the young man came back to his senses.
"The door was kicked in. Remember to pay for it." He wiped the blood on his face and turned off the faucet.
"Are you sick again? Where's your medicine?" Toru Amuro said in an irritable tone.
"Ah...but I am an android~" The young man washed his hands slowly, but it was meaningless because of the wound on his wrist.
"Bionic people don't need to take medicine~" He raised his wrist, licked the wound, and smiled innocently.
"Well, it's just that my clothes are dirty. I'll just change my clothes." The young man stretched out his hand and patted the fragments on his body, not caring at all that his actions made the wounds caused by the fragments bigger.
Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa frowned.
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"If you don't go out yet, do you want to take a shower with me?" The young man looked at the two people standing at the door with a strange expression.
"Could it be that...you are attracted to my beauty..." Tsushima Shuji looked horrified and hugged his shoulders with both hands.
"Shut up." Toru Amuro's face turned darker.
Even Midorikawa Mu showed a helpless expression that made him laugh and cry.
They all knew that Kaa was deliberately changing the subject.
In that case...
"Is it okay if your wound touches water?" Midorikawa Mu asked.
"Ah, it's no problem at all." The young man showed a natural smile.
"Then you go and wash it." Midorikawa Mu breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed Toru Amuro.
The next moment, Tsushima Shuji closed the bathroom door.
He took off his clothes on the floor, wrapped himself in a bandage and stood under the shower.
Hot water with white smoke poured on him.
There was more intense pain from the wound.
He silently raised his head and let the hot water pour on his head at the same time.
[It hurts so much...]
He can recover all injuries in an instant, or he can reject all injuries from the beginning.
But he just watched himself being injured, watching the blood flow out of his body, and then...
Closed his eyes.
I felt unprecedented peace and clarity.
It was as if even the chaos caused by the overly large and complex memory had disappeared.
But it was only for a short moment.
When he opened his eyes again and turned off the water, all the wounds on his body had disappeared, and the bandages returned to their pure white and clean appearance.
He casually picked up the black bathrobe hanging aside and put it on, stepped on the clothes he put on the ground at the door and opened the bathroom door.
Then he came face to face with a certain blond and dark man who was leaning on the door and eavesdropping.
"Bourbon." The young man said in a low tone, with calm eyes.
Overhearing the bumped bourbon:…
"Are you a pervert?" Although the young man's face was expressionless and his eyes were calm, he was full of unparalleled lethality.
"I'm just afraid that someone will die in the bathroom!" the blond man said angrily.
If it weren't for the fear that Kaa would continue to commit suicide inside, and that after he died inside, he would be in trouble not only by the butler Tanaka, but also by Gin and Osamu Dazai.
Who cares about this troublesome brat!
"Here, slippers." Midorikawa gently placed the slippers at Tsushima Shuji's feet without a smile.
"As expected of a Scottish mother~" The boy took his feet off his clothes, stepped on his slippers and returned to the bed.
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After Tsushima Shuji collapsed on the bed, Midorikawa Mu took the broom he found somewhere and began to clean up the mirror fragments on the floor.
"Bourbon, look at Scotland." Tsushima Shuji turned over and lay on the bed, pointing at Scotland who was sweeping the floor.
"Look at yourself again." He pointed to Bourbon, who was standing motionless at the door.
"Don't you even feel like you've lost?" he asked sadly.
"Haha." The blond man sneered angrily.
What did you lose? Where did you lose?
Is it inferior to the level of hard work and complaint as a nanny?
Then I won’t compete, I will admit defeat directly.
Who wants to compete with Scotland who is better at being a nanny?
"If you don't clean it up, Butler Tanaka will ask." Scotland reminded in a gentle tone.
"Do you want to continue taking deacon training?" he asked Bourbon.
Bourbon: ...No, absolutely not.
"Please wipe the floor, and the debris that cannot be swept away will be left to you." Scotland showed a gentle and good-natured smile.
"..." Bourbon was silent and began to look for a rag.