The blond man and the white-haired boy hugged each other, and the atmosphere was calm and warm.
Except for the man lowering his head to hide his eyes, and the young man's face showing an empty and cold expression that was completely opposite to his attitude of attachment.
They hugged each other, but seemed to be far apart.
"Woof——" Bai Yujuan's cry broke the warm atmosphere.
Toru Amuro raised his head and let go of the hand holding the boy, the expression on his face turned into a careless one.
"A hug + forgiveness, this is your birthday gift, happy birthday, Ivy." He said lazily with his back on the sofa, as if the other party had taken advantage of him.
"Thank you Brother Tou." The young man looked happy as if he had taken advantage of him.
"Perhaps for your birthday's sake, I can tell you a bedtime story today?" the blond man said casually.
"Is it really possible?" His white-haired eyes were sparkling, more beautiful than the gems on the crown on his head, he asked full of expectation.
"Go take a shower." The blond man did not give a direct answer, but said casually.
The boy turned around and ran upstairs.
The stuffed bear followed the other party, stepping up the stairs with heavy steps.
Bai Yujuan also jumped up the stairs.
Toru Amuro felt very pleased when he saw Bai Tamaki's appearance of being close to Avicril.
It seems that Avicril is not duplicitous. He does one thing in front of his face and another behind his back. He is really good to Bai Yujuan.
With this thought in mind, he also went upstairs.
When he finished taking a bath, changed into his pajamas, and came to the boy's room, the boy was already sitting obediently on the bed, waiting for his arrival.
Toru Amuro walked forward and sat down beside the bed, glancing at the window nearby.
The moon outside the window glows slightly blue, and a model of a house is placed on the windowsill.
There are two rooms with closed doors at the moment, and paper Shiba Inu dogs and a paper man are lying on the bed.
The stuffed bear also took off its coat and sat quietly on the bed. It really meets the criteria of a doll that children would like.
Cute and fluffy.
Avicril was also sitting on the bed. The collar, gloves and crown had been taken off, and the quilt covered his neck. Only his head was exposed, so those horrific scars could not be seen.
"... When I was still alive, I had a human heart. At that time, I didn't know what tears were. I lived happily like this until I died."
"Now that I am dead, they put me high on this column and let me see all the ugliness and filth in the city. Although my heart is made of lead, I still can't help but shed tears...
"The blond man was holding a fairy tale and telling the story in a soft voice.
"Maybe you shouldn't read fairy tales, Ivy. You know, whether they are beautiful or sad fairy tales, they are not suitable for us." He closed the book and spoke in a low voice.
"Only those carefree children have the right to believe in fairy tales." Revealing indifference.
"Am I not?" Aito tilted his head and asked blankly.
Apart from thinking about how to make his family love him more, he has no other worries.
It should be considered carefree, right?
"You can't be carefree, Ivy. You are the codename member of the organization. You can't go on like this forever, and you won't go on like this forever." Toru Amuro said this, as if he was reminding the boy, but also as if he was reminding himself.
If Avicril continues to stay in the organization, sooner or later he will become like other people in the organization, and the organization will not let him continue to be so carefree.
It's already started, isn't it?
Before, Avicril was asked to kill the sister with his own hands, but what happened next? Who was asked to be killed by Avicril?
The longer you stay in the organization, the deeper you will be assimilated.
By that time, Jiangu Ling will no longer have any hesitation about Aivi Keelir like this.
But Avril can still be saved now, so...
The organization needs to be sorted out as soon as possible.
Otherwise, there will be more existences like Avicril that will be stained black by the organization.
"Occasionally, think about the future development." The blond man said.
"The future..." The white-haired boy was lying on the bed, half of his face covered by the quilt, only revealing a pair of pale blue eyes.
"Think about it, Ivy, good night." Amuro Toru stood up and walked out of the room.
"...Good night." The white-haired boy responded softly.
"My future..." Aito was lying on the bed thinking.
Bai Yujuan's warm tongue licked his cheek, making him laugh softly.
"The future as long as everyone is here is the future I want most." He touched the white jade scroll, shrank into Dafu's arms, and said with a smile.
He released Bourbon's soul.
The blond man stood in his room, smiling.
"Your room is really warm and cozy, which is unexpected." He said after looking around the room.
It doesn't reflect the crazy nature of Avicril at all.
"Brother Tou is downstairs, but he may not be asleep yet..." Aito said while looking at Bourbon.
"He will fall asleep." The very solid soul said with a chuckle.
Then he escaped quietly and lightly into the ground, heading downstairs.
Aito used his six eyes to observe.
Bourbon's soul came to Toru Amuro's room. The blond man lying on the bed had his eyes closed and his breathing was steady. Rather than sleeping, he seemed to be relaxing with his eyes closed.
Bourbon stood by the bed and stared at the body he was about to use.
This body was twenty-nine years old, four years older than his original one. He should have disliked it, but Toru Amuro had a baby face that showed no age.
Even though he is twenty-nine years old, he still looks the same as he did when he was nineteen years old.
So bourbon is still acceptable.
He lay down little by little into Toru Amuro's body.
In the scene seen by the six eyes, the soul with golden hair invaded the body of the golden hair.
Since they have the same origin, there is not even a hint of rejection.
It was as if the soul that originally belonged to this body had returned.
Toru Amuro, who closed his eyes to rest, felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. A sudden sleepiness came over him. He could no longer open his eyes, he couldn't even think of resistance, and he didn't feel any crisis at all.
So Toru Amuro fell completely into darkness.
Bourbon opened his eyes.
He got up and got out of bed, walked to the bathroom mirror, and looked at himself.
"It's almost like a native body..." He lifted his hair from his forehead and approached the mirror, narrowed his eyes and looked at himself before saying.
Then he put down his hair, walked out of the bathroom, left the room, and walked towards Aiwe Clear's room on the third floor.
"Brother Bourbon." The white-haired boy lay on the bed and called him accurately.
"Honestly, this went more smoothly than I thought." The blond man sat casually on the edge of the bed, stretching his body naturally, with no concealment of the arrogance in his eyebrows.
He thought he would encounter some difficulties, such as being unable to invade... or something like that.
"Because Brother Bourbon's soul is 100% consistent with this body, and Brother Bourbon is a complete soul, not weaker than Brother Tou's soul, and he has no soul defense line, so he can be called Brother Bourbon
Suppress it for now." Aito analyzed the current situation between Bourbon and Toru Amuro.
"But after that, when we are in the same body, it will be more difficult to suppress Brother Tou's soul." He reminded Bourbon.
"Ah, it doesn't matter. As long as he still needs Toru Amuro, or Bourbon, then I will definitely be able to come out. How about helping?" The blond man leaned back and stretched his legs.
"Let's find a way to let him use Bourbon's thinking more. In this case... I can occupy more."
"He just divided Rei Fukutani and Toru Amuro into different people and gave them different personalities. There was no split personality. I merged his Toru Amuro's side, or the side of Bourbon. After all, that's him.
It's quite a repulsive side, but I don't mind, after all, that's the side I'm most familiar with."
"To be honest, his bourbon character is not that dark, a little bit bland. I will let him know what real bourbon is like." Bourbon said lightly and meaningfully.
"Do you want to use Bourbon's thinking more? Papa mentioned before that he will arrange more tasks for Brother Tou to torture mice..." Aito said while thinking.
"That's right, the more missions like this, the better. Killing, setting fire, and torturing undercover agents are all interesting games to me." Bourbon said with a smile on his face.
"So that's it, I understand." Aito nodded thoughtfully.
In this case, the fact that he likes to torture undercover agents has something in common with Brother Kabados.
Then Ling Ling will fall into self-doubt: How am I so perverted? Why do I move faster than I think? How come my body is out of control? Why do I kill so many people when I regain my consciousness?
PS: It’s the 19th in the blink of an eye, and one month is almost over. It’s so good that I persisted for another month without stopping updates, but...when I think about not having perfect attendance, I cover my chest/vomit blood.jpg
And the emoticon that I made an appointment with Aito again, I will post it after I can see the comments, hehe.