【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The girl reached out and picked up the chains scattered around her feet, and smiled to herself.

It was self-defeating, but now it's better, it really became a canary.

If Dotore was just a breeder, he would be very satisfied.

The owner of the canary would still want his little bird to sing twice, and Dotore would not even force the girl to show a smile.

It seems like he just needs an ornament that is pleasing to the eye.

Dotore was probably really looking for "death". After all, the time he spent in the basement was much less than before. Most of the time he would only show up for meals and then leave in a hurry.

That kind of attitude makes people a little unsure whether he is really busy or whether he is deliberately avoiding the girl.

"This, drink it."

Dotore placed a cup of colorless liquid in front of the girl, but the girl was sure that it was not water. , so she didn't move.

"You should know that if you don't explain clearly what this is, I won't cooperate."

"Oh," Dotore seemed to suddenly realize, "Don't you look familiar?"

look familiar?

The girl returned her gaze to the liquid, her memory pushing forward uncontrollably——

"Veritaserum?"

Dotore responded nonchalantly:

"That's right. Now, can you drink?"

The girl didn't know if there were any issues in her that Datore should struggle with now. After all, he had already studied her thoroughly; on the contrary, it was probably the girl who couldn't figure out Datorei.

"Don't drink?"

The girl turned her head:

"Don't drink."

"Whatever you want to know, just ask me."

"..."

Dotore knelt on one knee in front of the girl, placed the glass of liquid at his feet, then raised his hand to touch the girl's face, and pressed the girl's lips heavily with his thumb:

"I don't believe anything you say now."

"Then what do you want...um!"

The girl's head was pressed hard by Dotore, and the lips and teeth almost collided. The collision made the girl dazed for a moment, and then, the sweet liquid was forced into her mouth. After the girl's resistance, , both of them swallowed the key to their sincerity.

"I drank it too."

Dotore looked up at the girl, and almost couldn't wait to send her sincere heart:

"I love you."

"like?"

The girl sneered, almost writing the word "disbelief" on her face.

She stretched out her finger and pointed at the chain on her ankle:

"Is that what you're talking about?"

"Dotore, who taught you to love so much?"

"You don't know anything at all..."

Dotore didn't want to hear any more, so he reached out and covered the girl's mouth, letting the next hurtful words fly and vibrate in his palm.

Dotore let go of his hand, looked into the girl's eyes, his expression was extremely solemn, and he said every word:

"Do you love me?"

Before the girl could make a disdainful expression, something strange came from her vocal cords and she choked hard——

Why would you want to pronounce this syllable?

This answer was both absurd and reasonable, and put the girl into a state of panic.

Even if she doesn't use truth serum, the girl is not very good at hiding her feelings, so even if she covers her mouth, her answer has already been revealed in the disbelief in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Well, I see."

Dotore was so calm on the surface that he couldn't hide the madness in his eyes.

"Is it so hard for you to say that you love me?"

The girl tried her best to control her, but the corners of her lips under her palms had already been torn, and the eyes above her were also shedding tears at this moment.

It was not out of physical pain, but the corners in her heart that she had been avoiding and trying to forget were also bloodyly torn open, exposed to the person she least wanted to show.

After all, no one wants to fall in love with a crazy person.

Or a lunatic who imprisons himself.

Even, it was a madman who had killed himself.

"Not honest at all."

Dotore took the girl's hand covering her mouth and pulled it off. His thumb traced the blood on the corner of the girl's lips pitifully, and his tone was gentle and caring:

"Do you remember what Her Majesty the Queen asked me to do in the first place?"

The girl's hand was frozen in mid-air, even her facial expression collapsed for a moment, and her voice couldn't stop trembling:

"Erase, erase memory?"

"Ah."

Dotore's tone was a little brisk:

"I've checked. Even if the memory is erased, all basic emotions will not disappear."

Dotore paused strangely, not sure whether he was organizing his words or suppressing the smile in his voice:

"Like, love."

He kissed the girl's forehead, ignoring her dumbfounded expression:

"Soon, we will be able to be together without any distractions."

Is Dotore finally completely insane?

The girl pushed Dotore hard, suppressing the trembling caused by the coldness all over her body:

"Dotore, madman."

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In the past, when Dotore was not by her side, she could still enjoy herself and find some comfort.

But now, the more Dotore didn't show up, the more uneasy she became.

With Dotore's ability and execution ability, it's probably only a matter of time before what he says he wants to do comes true.

And every second the girl spends doing nothing is taking one more step towards the dead end.

So today, when Dotore appeared in front of the girl again, she stretched out her foot and hooked Dotore's calf.

"Hey," the girl said with a little force, "Boyfriends are obliged to accompany their girlfriends, right?"

The girl’s intention is actually very obvious:

Play seduction.

She made no attempt to cover up, and had no intention of covering up. After all, Dotore was too smart and understood her well enough that any whitewash would be invisible to Dotore.

It just depends on whether he is willing to cooperate.

In this case, there is no need for the girl to worry about it.

"The little canary dug a big hole for me."

Dotore turned around, held the girl's feet with his backhand, and then traced her feet along her delicate-skinned calves.

Probably because the girl did less exercise during this period, the muscles in her calf have degenerated a little, but the feel has become softer.

Dotore repeatedly played and kneaded the calf, arousing a particularly alluring itch. The girl subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but she didn't expect Dotore's hand to be prepared. The force suddenly increased, and all the slender fingers were It sank into the soft flesh of the calf.

You don't need to think about it to know that after that hand leaves, there will be a crimson there again.

"Then will you dance, sir?"

The girl tried to withdraw her leg again, but this time she did it slowly and with room to spare, as if she were treating her calf as a fishing line, and those who were willing would naturally take the bait.

At this time, a willing big fish was biting the bait that she put down, and little by little, she fished it out of the water.