Siren Blade

Chapter 31 The Story of the Blue Bird

At first I rejected Jade Bird, but she told me that we haven't had dinner yet, so we might as well have dinner at her house, and tell me about how she became a warlock by the way.I thought to myself, so I went to listen to her talk about becoming a warlock, and have dinner by the way.

There was a small episode in the middle, her house was too messy, she suddenly remembered it when she came to the door, she wanted to stop me from the door, and went in to clean up by herself.But in the end, I went in with her and helped her clean up the house.

By the way, there are no decent ingredients in her refrigerator, except for a lot of beer, only semi-finished dishes and frozen food.When I opened the refrigerator, I heard her awkward laugh behind me, and I didn't know how she said that she wanted to entertain me for dinner.But looking at these semi-finished dishes and quick-frozen foods, I have a little inspiration for cooking, and I plan to use these things and condiments in the kitchen to make some mixed dishes.

"You can actually cook?" She was surprised.

In the past, in order to please my parents, I seriously studied cooking and housework.Isn't there a saying that parents will find it delicious as long as their children don't fail to cook?I thought that would work.Later, when I was wandering outside with "it", I also studied it more deeply. The purpose was to make "it" accept food other than human beings, but it also failed.On the contrary, the cooking skills have been accumulated. Although it is only at a homely level, it is not so embarrassing.

After eating, he helped her wash the dishes.Although she hurriedly said that she would wash it later, I suspected that she would still be lazy, so I simply did it to the end.After washing, I wiped my hands and went back to the living room, waiting for her to say what I had agreed to.

"Where should I begin..."

She fidgeted and read, and then finally got ready to tell the reason why she became a warlock.

Things start from the family of the mother of the blue bird.

Bluebird's mother's family is a family of magicians with a long tradition.But any warlock family with inheritance must face a big problem, that is how to ensure that the awareness talent of future generations does not degenerate.In order to solve this problem, the family used various methods, some of which were contrary to human ethics, and even more taboo methods on this basis.Although Qingniao's mother was born in such a family, she was an ordinary person without any talent.The family simply married him to a powerful entrepreneur in the secular society today, that is Qingniao's father.

However, as the offspring of two ordinary people, Jade Bird slowly showed some talent for perception during the growth process, and the family also moved to take him away.But since she missed the best time to receive a warlock education, if she refuses, the family will not be violent.

The reason why she rejected the family at first was very simple. For some reasons, many things in the hidden world cannot be disclosed to the secular society. the same.And she still has many entanglements, even as a young girl yearning for the power of magic, she can't make up her mind to enter another world.

However, something changed her mood. The boy she liked disappeared accidentally in order to find her lost on the mountain. Instead, she was rescued by the search and rescue team in a daze.

After this incident, whenever she recalled that night, she couldn't help imagining that she was the missing boy, wandering hungry in the forest late at night.The call of the search and rescue team and the light came faintly from a distance. She shouted and chased at the top of her voice, but she couldn't get closer.In the end, the sound and light were gone, and she was abandoned forever in that lonely and gloomy world.

This horrific imagination accompanied her through countless nights of tossing and turning like an evil spirit haunting her.

When this boy reappeared, he was already brainwashed by monsters.Someone in the family found out about it and told her about it.

"The boy you're talking about is..."

"It's you." She said softly, "I wrote that love letter myself."

"Love letter...referring to the fake love letter that someone else wrote to me in your name?" I asked in amazement, "So it wasn't a fake love letter?"

"I didn't expect to be seen by other students, and I didn't expect that you would catch them making a fuss, so in a hurry... I was also embarrassed at the time, and my mind was like a boiling paste, so I treated everyone People lied..." At this point, she wondered, "It's you...Although lying is my fault, have you never thought that I really like you?"

"No……"

It's not impossible, and even thought for a second or two whether the love letter might be written by her, but that kind of assumption is too pretentious.Isn't it always said on the Internet that one of the three major illusions in life is "she likes me"?That assumption must also be based on delusion, and those who believe it are fools.Besides, how embarrassing it would be if I really asked her self-righteously and it turned out not to be the case.Just imagining that scene made my mind turn into a boiled paste with embarrassment.

She sighed, "Later I knew you were brainwashed by monsters, so I wanted to rescue you, but I don't have the power, so..."

"So you joined that family?" I asked, "Because you think my disappearance is your responsibility?"

She asked without thinking: "Don't you hate me?"

"why?"

"If I got lost on the mountain with another person, and in the end the other person was saved, but I couldn't be saved, I would definitely feel resentful." She said, "—why can't it be me who was saved?"

She had a point, but it never crossed my mind.

When I knew in my dream that the saved person was her, apart from being shocked, I also breathed a sigh of relief somewhere in my heart.

It turned out that she didn't stay in that dark and cold world as I thought.

This is really great.

I didn't express these mental activities, but shook my head first, and then signaled her to continue.

"Afterwards, I showed a speed of improvement in the field of warlocks that no one expected. On the contrary, this brought me some troubles from the family. Later, I experienced some changes. I successfully stayed away from that family, and Joined the Security Service." She said, "I have been following your footsteps, and finally caught up with you...until today."

"Is this why you are so kind to me?" I paused as I spoke, "Is it because you feel guilty towards me? Or..."

"Or... I like you?" She took the initiative to take what I couldn't continue, and stared at me deeply again, "Can't I like you?"

Without hesitation, I said, "No."

"why?"

"You should know who I am. I'm a demon, a perverted killer; and you are a promising law enforcement warlock Blue Bird. We shouldn't even be in the same room as we are tonight."

"This kind of thing..."

"More importantly—" I interrupted her, "do you really understand me?"

We were all kids when we were at the front and back desks.

After that, we each took different paths.She was in the security bureau that symbolized the law, and became an adult as a law enforcement warlock; while I spent the evil years with "it", and became an adult as a demon.She may have known me when I was a student, but she only knows me on paper now.

Does she really like me?I don't know, but even if she really likes me, she must not like the real me, but something she fabricated in her inner world during the five years of relentless pursuit of me. A fictional idol based on the child's me.

Due to a moment of passion, she abandoned the fetters of the past and became a warlock of the hidden world.What she was chasing after me was not so much me, but those innocent years lost under the impulse.It's hardly a healthy relationship.

That spring outing not only made my life out of control, but also made her life out of control.

Under my narration, she was speechless, and gradually lowered her head in silence, as if she had finally given up.

She must have realized what she said just now, but in order to be gentle with me, she deliberately made herself ignore it, so she said that before.Now she must have regained her senses, and had to.

Moreover, there are not many years left in my life. I will die at the most 23 years old. This is the reality.

Instead of thinking about me vaguely, it is better to make a clear distinction as soon as possible.

I have to admit that I would be very sad if I were to part with her completely.But this kind of sadness must be kept in the heart and must not be shown on the face.

I got up, ready to leave.

She grabbed me, "Wait..."

"Anything else?" I asked.

"Tonight..." She seemed to have made up her mind, "At least tonight...stay here."
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That night, I "spent the night" with her.

I've heard that some disillusioned lovers do this on the night of their breakup as a symbol of the end of their relationship.Although I don't have that kind of relationship with Qingniao, but if I can break her heart knot by doing this, I have nothing to do with it.But seeing her take the initiative to propose this kind of invitation to me, I thought she would be very skilled, but unexpectedly she was very clumsy, and I naturally took the initiative.

And for this kind of thing itself, I don't have much touch.It's not that she's out of shape or has any other problems, on the contrary, from a common sense point of view, she is very attractive.The person with the problem is me, and now I can only have desires for things that seem human but not human like "it". Although there is no obstacle in physical function, I cannot experience the feeling of happiness psychologically.

What I must say is that when I recalled that she was still my front desk, I was still able to extract from the memories my desires and feelings when I was still normal.But the so-called memories are nothing but imaginations in disguise, which cannot change the current reality.

The next morning, I said goodbye to her, but she came up with a new idea, "It seems that we haven't dated yet."

Dating... This kind of thing is usually before doing that kind of thing...

Although I always feel that there are some major problems in the sequence, I still agreed.It's really last, though, or I'm afraid I won't be tempted to reverse last night's decision.

The date was chosen at a shopping mall near her home. She changed into a dress for the first time, held my hand, and browsed the scenery aimlessly.

It wasn't the first time I grabbed her hand, but it was the first time I realized she was the front desk, which was a dream come true for me as a student.

At that time, let alone touching her hand, I even glanced at the back of her neck secretly at the back table.One time I secretly watched her tender white arms protruding from her short sleeves, but was discovered by other students.They booed and said "Li Duo has a crush on Ruan Wenzhu", which made us all unable to get off the stage, and then they even complained to her about each other's bad things in a rather ugly way.

But I think she was really not very good at that time, and there was no need to expose me in front of so many classmates for peeking into her neckline while she lowered her head to pick up the eraser.By the way, she has already realized it, so why didn't she say it earlier.All in all, I was very shy at the time, and the scene of so many mocking eyes on my face can be said to be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Recalling that feeling, I can't help but sneakily look at the expressions of passers-by around me with a feeling of apprehension.

But I'm also self-indulgent. It's very common for men and women of our age to go out in pairs. No one pays much attention to us at all, at most it just glances inadvertently.

On the contrary, it was Qingniao who noticed my abnormality, and asked with concern, "Why are you blushing suddenly? Are you feeling unwell?"

As she spoke, she brought her face closer.

Suddenly, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and reflexively pulled her face away.

"You, you, you, you...don't you...don't you?" She stammered, "you are so proficient in doing that kind of thing, I can't even stand up straight, and in the end...in the end, I hold your hand and you Are you ashamed?"

"I... I'm not shy." I raised my voice unconsciously.

"Don't be like this, it made me shy!" She also said loudly, "I remembered! It seems that characters like you occasionally appear in those Japanese adult manga, obviously you have done it with many people, the gameplay and experience They are all extremely rich, but if you can hold hands on a date, you are as rookie as a junior high school girl... But those characters are usually female characters, like hot girls or something..."

Has this person actually read a lot of adult comics... I don't know how to respond to her nonsense.And she looked at my face for a long time, and suddenly laughed happily, and the more she laughed, the more she couldn't stop it.

Seeing her smiling so happily, I couldn't help laughing too.It's not that he thought of something funny, it's just that seeing others laugh made him laugh too.Suddenly recalled, even if it was old-fashioned and boring, I was originally a person who liked seeing laughter more than seeing tears.

But if she sees me, I can't help laughing. I always feel a little shy, so I can't help but cover my mouth.

She poked my hand with a grin.

"I've changed my mind!" she said. "I still like you."

"but……"

"No but." She stared at me hard, "Do you like me?"

"Not that kind of liking."

"Don't talk about this kind of liking and that kind of liking, do you like it or not?"

I couldn't lie to her, "... like."

"Very good." She was satisfied.

"But you don't know the real me."

"I'll get to know you later. In love, it's very common to break up after a relationship that doesn't suit you."

"I'm going to die in a few years."

"Just give me all the inheritance after you die! You make good money before you die, and give me all to enjoy after you die." She smiled and said something that made me dumbfounded.

Before I could protest, she stretched out her finger and gently pressed the center of my brow, "This is your retribution, you have to work for the beautiful Miss Qingniao to death, and the fruits of the rest of your life will become her pocket money. When you are dying, you want to lie on her soft and fragrant lap, and listen to how she spends your money after whispering in her ear, how to laugh at others about how bad and stupid you are. Finally, Bad and stupid classmate Li Duo will close his eyes reluctantly in her warm embrace, no one will clean his grave, no one will remember him; My guy just forgot all about it and continued to live an elegant and chic life. Do you understand?"

"It sounds too miserable." I said duplicity.

"Really? But... the devil Li Duo was released after being caught, but he couldn't forgive himself. He found a place to hang himself after suffering so much... No matter who tells such a story, no one will Think it’s interesting.” She walked in front of me with her hands behind her back, as if describing a story that happened in a parallel world, then turned around in the sunlight and looked at me, “So, it’s better to change the story. The evil Li Duo The classmate was finally caught by the kind-hearted Ms. Qingniao, and tragically became the latter's love slave, and lived a life that she wanted to die from... How does this start? Do you have the motivation to continue listening?"

I couldn't resist her shining eyes, how could I?I thought, I must have been charmed again.She must have cast a spell that I can't explain why, and charmed me based on some unpredictable thoughts.Otherwise my head couldn't have gotten that weird.

I couldn't help but say: "...I want to hear it."

"Very well," she said with a smile, "as long as you want to hear it, I will tell you as long as you want."

(End of this chapter)