It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

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Major General, you can't say anything, but your body is very honest.

[What do you like about this stupid thing? 】

Regarding the scolding of the frowning Emperor, Mute said he wanted to nod desperately and answered, yeah yeah, that person is so stupid. That's the kind of thing. He is indeed a stupid thing. The opportunity for a person to scold someone brightly is just a once-in-a-lifetime chance. There can be no second chance in this life!

Mute thinks that as long as he can be so cool now, it will be worthwhile even if someone restores his memory afterwards.

Although I think so, I really want to be so skinny, but considering his current design, a ‘favored survivor’, Mute can only give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

People can't be crooked!

Troll has always been scolding himself for idiots, and now it is rare for a teenager who has the opportunity to scold Troll for stupid thoughts.

"Your Majesty, I respect you very much."

At this moment, Mute, who had lost the great opportunity, directed at Troll's disappointment and with a tragic look, did not need to perform at all, it was completely from the heart.

"But that doesn't mean I can allow you to insult "He"! Please pay attention to your words!"

Troll frowned, and he stared at Mute, as if he could not understand what Mute said.

In his view, from a rational point of view, before a person wants to pull another person to die with themselves, then shouldn't the person who was forced to die feel dissatisfied and refuse?

He didn't understand.

"Will you be killed by him?"

There was a moment of silence in the air in the room, and Troll saw the boy did not answer immediately, but bowed his head.

Looking down from his point of view, I could only see the slender and soft eyelashes of the teenager, and a little shadow fell on the cheek with a little childishness.

After a short while, he saw the teenager's tight lips finally open and moved, spitting out a few words.

"...If this is what he wants."

He heard the boy with his head down replying softly. He saw the twitch of his lips seem to be uncontrollable when he said the last word.

The slight twitch marks, somehow caused a ripple in his quiet mood.

He thought it might be because of doubts, whether it was about the major general's approach or the answer to the teenager in front of him, he was very puzzled.

What kind of thing can make the lives of two irrelevant people into one... like now, they are willingly connected together.

What kind of feeling is that? How does it feel?

Troll thought he didn't understand, but had to say that he was curious about it because he was curious because of doubt. He has always been cold in nature, and he has never been interested in the so-called feelings or feelings, and this time the subtle curiosity... Perhaps because that day, the teenager woke up from a light sleep and was seeing In his glance, the dim black eyes instantly shone like morning stars.

He didn't know what kind of emotion was conveyed in that glance, but he could feel that feeling was so rich, that he could infect almost everything around him... At that time, even he was infected by that hot feeling. After a moment of stun, the reaction hesitated for a moment before he was hugged by Mute, otherwise he could easily escape with his skill.

Troll couldn't tell how it felt, but at that moment, it seemed that something extremely warm surrounded him, and the whole portrait was surrounded by warm springs...

Gaya's mental strength is very strong, so their emotions will affect the surroundings when the fluctuation is strong.

At that moment, Troll felt from the emotion passed by this young Gamma... the emotion he never knew... sticky, attached, strong... everything, strong to painful……

...

Is that how you like being alone?

He didn't understand.

"Because... like him?"

Because I like it, it doesn't matter if I am killed by the other party?

He doesn't understand.

The young boy with his head slowly raised his head, his soft hair slipped from his cheeks, revealing his dark eyes. Troll saw the black eyes staring at him and lit up a little bit, as if sucking in all the light.

"Ok."

Looking up at Troll, Mute yelled softly. He looked at Troll, his eyes flashing slightly.

The corners of his lips curled up and a bright smile was raised.

"I like him."

Mute's eyes looked at Troll, his lips raised, and his eyes were focused and soft, as if all the beautiful things in the world were in front of him now.

He chuckled and said, "I like it very much... I like it the most."

Troll lowered his head and looked at Mute's eyes. He saw his figure reflected in the black eyes.

Something gentler than anything was passed over. It was as sweet as the sweetness of the nectar oozing from the buds that bloomed in early spring. It's hard to make people feel unforgettable...

The teenager looked at him, and through his figure, looked at his dead lover.

The boy borrowed his similar shadow and poured out love to the deceased lover.

Inexplicably, Troll felt his heart beating, as if there was something invisible pierced there and twisted.

It's not serious, he didn't change even a slight expression. That should be an illusion, an illusion caused by the influence of Jia's powerful mental power.

He thought so.

...

But it's uncomfortable, it makes people very uncomfortable.

Troll said nothing more. He turned around and walked to the door.

"Time is up."

He said lightly.

"Uh-yeah!"

Mute, who was stunned, reacted quickly to catch up.

It turned out that the one that gave me a two-hour break still failed.

While catching up, he was talking like this in his heart.

Forget it, fortunately he concealed his ‘infatuated survivors’ character, which was not seen by the major general...

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... Sure enough, tonight, let's beat Robbin's guy.

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Since then, the relationship between Troll and Mute has once again returned to normal superior and subordinate relations. Although Mute worked hard, after all, he was still not very used to this new job, and occasionally made mistakes, he would naturally be reprimanded relentlessly by Troll.

After that, Troll had never mentioned those things again, as if he had been indifferent to Mute's private affairs. A clear line of separation was drawn from Mute, and there was almost no contact except for normal work. Although Mute was depressed, there was no other way but to wait honestly for the memory of the major general to recover, and obediently stick to his ‘some deceased major’s deceased’ person, and no longer do unnecessary things.

Although Troll seemed to have forgotten everything that happened not long ago, and was completely subordinate to Mute, he knew that it was not the case.

As long as he was free, he involuntarily put his attention on the young boy who was with him. Because he could feel it, the young man's gaze often chased his figure. As keen as he is, he clearly sees the sight of the boy who frequently cast his eyes on him.

He could feel that the feelings in his eyes chasing his back always surrounded him, like continuous soft filaments, winding up little by little.

Troll was a little puzzled by this.

He knew that Mute’s deeply affective eyes were not on him, but on someone similar to him. He just ignored them-but what bothered him was that he couldn’t ignore them. .

Somehow, he had a subtle discomfort with this gaze that chased him.

Being so stared, no matter who it is, will it be unpleasant?

Troll thought so.

So, occasionally, when Mute didn't look at him, he would frown and glance at the young man with the corner of his eye.

After seeing more, he felt that this teenager was really like a child, and he loved to laugh very much. No matter who he talked to, he could show a bright smile. When the dark eyes curled up, it was like a crescent moon crooked in the stars.

The smiling face didn't seem to feel anything at first glance, but I saw more... It was really cute. It seemed that as long as I looked at the soft smiling face, my chest softened... Is that why the major general likes this child... ………Uh? !

The Emperor, the Emperor, realized that something was wrong with his thoughts, decisively cut this idea.

"Mute, send this to the Third Fleet."

"Yes."

Mute, who was chatting and chatting with Robin at the door, hurried over, took the information CD, and turned to run to the opposite communication station. But as soon as he turned around, he happened to collide with the other serviceman who brought the tea. The tea cup flew up, and the tea splashed all over him, just all on his neck and chest.

Because he was too anxious to turn around, he didn't stand firm at all, so when he was hit by this, Mute fell back.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he unconsciously twisted his body to maintain balance, trying to stand on his own, but he just turned half of his body, with one hand reaching out from the back and one arm around his waist .

Itchy waist, the sense of balance that Mute had just found was lost instantly, the whole person turned back and fell down, the Troll who caught him had stood steady, but when Mute turned, his left leg receded. One step, somehow, he caught Troll's calf.

So, such a hook.

Troll didn't react at all, but was hooked and pushed by Mute.

With a bang, the two fell to the ground together. Mute pressed on Troll, and Troll naturally made a meat pad underneath.

Troll didn't lie on the ground, just sat, his arms behind him, his upper body tilted. Mute was lying on his body, the calf of his left leg hooked with his right calf, sitting across his lower abdomen, almost the entire upper body nestled in his arms.

The weak-looking body was nested on his chest, his head resting on his shoulders, and the soft tip passed over the skin of his neck, slightly itchy.

Teenagers are always accustomed to opening the collar of the military uniform. At this moment, from the perspective of Troll, you can clearly see the soft skin in the open collar, because the water was soaked just now, and the skin is now wet and drenched. of.

Troll saw a drop of water slowly fall from the slender neck of the teenager, swept through an arc, slipped over the white tender neck fossa, slipped over the collarbone, and rolled into the depths of the open coat with an inexplicable temptation . When it rolls into the inside of the placket, it seems to invade into the deep part of the placket with the gaze that gazes at it, showing infinite reverie.

Mute, who was lying on Troll, suddenly raised his head, looked up, and looked at Troll with wide eyes.

Troll, who had just taken back his gaze and thoughts from the water droplets that had rolled into the shirt of the teenager, was stunned for a moment, and then, in the next second, his pupils suddenly responded and dilated.

The accustomed cold face showed an incredible look at this moment, and Troll froze.

He just stiffened his body, his face stiff, and Mute, who stared at him in amazement, stared stiffly.

After a long while, he barely spoke.

"I'm not……"

After saying a few words, he froze again, and the handsome face of the young emperor showed an extremely rare and helpless look.

After staying for a while, he spoke again.

"I do not……"

After saying two words, his voice was stuck again. The next second, his face suddenly cooled down, and the moment's helplessness disappeared quickly, and Troll regained his usual indifferent expression again.

"Do your job well."

He said coldly, pushing Mute away, stood up, and turned away.

The shadow of his leaving exudes a gloomy atmosphere, giving an invisible sense of oppression, which seems to be unpleasant because Mute made a mistake. The big long legs stepped away, threw a cold air, and simply left here in a few steps.

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But no matter how high and cold the emperor pretends to be, Mute can see a bit of a sense of embarrassment in the opponent's back.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes.

My mouth is cold and I am acting cold, but, Major General, your body is very honest...

The teenager who was lying on Troll just now clearly felt something hot on his thigh, so vomiting in his heart.

So for the major general's physical response as long as he touches his skin...the physical response even if he has amnesia.........

Should he be happy or unhappy?

Mute thought terribly.