Conan's winery play house

Chapter 350 The Insecure Puppy
Seventh day of punishment.

Also the last day.

Red blood had already appeared in the eyes of the blond man, and the originally clear white area of ​​the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist at this moment.

The blue-gray eyes were dim, but still burning with the light of the candle.

The light was extremely faint, but extremely hot.

It was as if someone was trying their best to burn their own lives to maintain the candlelight.

And when the candle burns out, not only will the light go out, but life will also come to an end.

The clothes on his body had been completely reduced to shreds of cloth during the seven days of whipping, hanging scattered on his body.

There was no good piece of flesh on his body, it was covered with swelling, scarlet blood spots, bruises, and obvious welts.

The shackles on Toru Amuro were finally released.

And just after losing the restraint of his limbs and waist, he fell to the ground in an instant.

In the seven days, he only ate on the first day, and did not eat for the remaining six days. In addition to seven days of uninterrupted punishment, his body had already lost its strength.

Even standing up has become extremely difficult.

He was lying on the ground, his body trembling, and his shoulder blades were very prominent.

"...Do you want to take a shower?" The door of the punishment room opened, and the white-haired boy asked after standing in front of him with a doll bear carrying a bag of clean clothes after a moment of silence.

"Do you want Daifuku to help you?" He looked at Toru Amuro who was struggling to get up, and asked again.

"No need." The blond man struggled, refused the boy's help, and stood up alone.

Even if his body was shaking, it seemed that he would fall down in a second, walking stiffly and stumbling.

He still stood up and didn't fall down all the way.

He refuses anyone's help, or... the person who can make him willing to accept help is not here.

Ai Tuo stood behind and looked at the back of the other party, and slowly raised his footsteps to follow.

Brother Tou has a firm, persistent, proud and shining soul, as well as a deep love that is willing to give his life.

But that kind of soul and love does not belong to Eto.

He wants it, even if he can't get it, he still wants it.

A deep, love that would die for him.

……

"Crash-"

Toru Amuro raised his head, letting the cold water wash down his head all the way.

The cold water temperature soothed the scalding heat on his body to a certain extent.

The place where I was whipped seemed to be covered with ants during the seven days, and they kept crawling in the veins of my body.

The itching and heat it brought tormented him as if it were endless.

And cold water is the best tranquilizer.

It wasn't until the skin on his body began to turn white and swell due to taking too long in the shower that he turned off the water and walked out wrapped in a towel.

The white-haired boy and the teddy bear sat on the bench and waited, their postures were exactly the same, their heads lowered slightly, as if they were in a daze.

After hearing footsteps, one person and one bear raised their heads.

"Do you want to apply medicine?" the boy asked.

There was a smile on his face, but in Amuro Toru's eyes, this kind of smile was no longer cute, instead it had an inexplicable twist.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh." The blond man said so.

"Help me take the medicine." He sat aside and beckoned to the young man.

"...I don't want to laugh." Aituo lowered his head and turned out the prepared ointment.

Then the green gel was applied to Amuro Toru's bruised body.

"This is used to calm and relieve pain, speed up blood circulation, and speed up wound healing."

"There will be no scars." He carefully applied the medicine for Amuro, making sure that every wound was covered with green ointment.

Leaving scars will not look good, and it will be troublesome.

"Scars are a man's badge of merit, I don't mind having scars at all." Toru Amuro sneered.

The voice is still hoarse.

"This is for drinking, it's good for the throat, and there are eye drops..." Ai Tuo took out another bottle of water and a bottle of eye drops and handed them to the other party.

"I also brought a bento, which I bought on the side of the road." Then he took out another box of bento.

Aituo is already very familiar with how to take care of the family after the punishment is over.

In front of Toru Amuro, he unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the water to the other party.

After Amuro got the water, he raised his head and drank half of the bottle in one breath, then sighed.

"I thought you'd make my bento yourself?" He was still in the mood to joke.

"...Brother Tou, you don't like what I did." The white-haired boy was silent for a moment, and then said calmly.

Because I was afraid that he would poison it inside.

"How?" Toru Amuro denied.

"I just can't bear to see a primary school student take care of me, but I'm in such a miserable situation, it's normal for you to take care of me." He smiled and said meaningfully.

"If you want to eat it, I will do it next time." The white-haired boy assured him with a smile.

Again like a promise.

"Then I'll just look forward to it." Toru Amuro raised his head and dripped eye drops into his eyes, feeling the coolness from his tired eyes, and sighed comfortably.

"This ointment is quite useful." Toru Amuro felt the coolness on his body, and the itching and burning before seemed to be just his illusion.

But he knew it wasn't an illusion.

"Well, I asked Generic for it." The white-haired boy's voice was depressed.

"Don't fail the mission again, and don't enter the punishment room again."

"I don't want to..." His voice stopped abruptly.

Amuro heard a slight cry.

He turned his head and looked at the boy as if watching a performance.

The white-haired boy sat aside, with his hands on his thighs, tugging on his pants tightly, tears falling down one drop after another.

"I was the one who was punished, Ivy, why did you cry before me?" The blond man said slowly with a helpless tone and a smile.

"...I don't want to punish you anymore..." The white-haired boy seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he only said one sentence.

"It doesn't matter, mission failure should be punished, right? It's just that Gin actually asked you to punish me, it's really... nasty." The blond-haired man seemed tolerant and generous, with a light voice.

"Obviously you didn't do anything, did you?" He asked with great interest.

Instead of feeling sad and angry that he was being punished, he seemed to question Gin for letting Aveklear punish him.

Anyone can feel the care in his words.

"Why did you listen to him? Ivy." Amuro asked.

The white-haired boy had a worried and frightened expression on his face.

"Papa said... If it wasn't for me, someone else would have killed you." His voice trembled.

It turned out to be the case.

Amuro understood in his heart.

It turned out to be for this reason.

But this is not a deception. If that guy Suzi has been doing it for seven days, he might really be dead now.

Even if he was still alive, he might not be able to act on his own like he is now.

Although it is a bit difficult for him to act now.

"That's right. From this point of view, it really wasn't your fault." The blond man's voice was clear and relaxed.

"You've done a great job."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to refuse gin."

"At least I'm still alive, aren't I?" he asked lightly.

"I know you are doing it for my own good, you are being forced, they made you do things you don't want to do..."

"It's okay." He said while stroking the boy's white hair.

So in the next second, the crying boy was harvested.

"I thought you were going to hate me..."

"Great, Brother Tou doesn't hate me."

"That's great." The young man who threw himself on Toru Amuro wept unscrupulously, as if he wanted to vent all the tension and grievances of the past few days.

Toru Amuro patted the other person on the shoulder, looked down and saw himself on the white tiles.

The blond man in the reflection had an unpredictable and meaningful smile on his face.

Amuro looked at it, and slowly suppressed his smile.

When you meet a puppy who has no sense of security but longs for love, as long as you give it enough sense of security and so-called love, you can successfully domesticate the other dog.

And now he...

It has been successful.

PS: Let me say it again, I can't accept the pure black villain PUA running quickly to deceive his feelings. If you don't run, I will use a forklift to fork you to run.

　PS: For some reason, I quickly added some content to the copy, and added some supplementary explanations to Chapter 1's demining.

　　[The direction of non-black and deep disability, Aito has no tendency to self-destruct, and will not commit suicide (referring to the protagonist’s psychological non-black and deep disability, which is different from Dazai, not to say that the plot is not dark, I said that the plot is very dark and very dark!!) 】

　　[If it is not a fast pace, kill all the red squares in minutes (I didn’t say that people will not die, but it means that the pace is slow, and soft knives hurt more when cutting flesh)]

　　I'm introducing [pure black real wine] [distorted style] really no one cares?
　　And Chapter 1 I also demined, [the full text is full of PUA atmosphere] [daily plots are many but really dark] and so on, and Chapter 2 also demined and said [non-relief] [will kill]

　　And never said that he would turn his back on the water and go ashore.

　　Ai Tuo couldn't clean up his crimes at all, and he was a death row prisoner.

　　Because it is written in a style of pure black without whitewashing.

　　I thought that seeing pure black real wine would persuade many people to leave, but in the end I still didn't.

　　I think I have cleared enough mines, if you can't accept it, please block me quickly and stay away from me.

　　Do I need to list out the outline and de-mine each plot?

　　Sorry, without an outline, I know the plot three hours ahead of the readers.

　　So I don't know who will be killed in the follow-up plot. Anyway, I can't accept that the characters in the original work are hurt and deceived and run away quickly.

　　Who knows what I will write later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)