[Skeleton Gang] Wheat Field With Crows

【Tutors】WheatFieldWithCrows

WheatFieldWithCrows

Author: Losta

Pairing: Skeleton

Copywriting

Six Paths X Sawada Tsunayoshi

Content tags: Tutor boy manga

Search keywords: Protagonist: Rokudoku, Sawada Tsunayoshi┃Supporting role:┃Others:

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"If I am guilty, are the dirt particles that made me guilty?"

"If the fault of one of them is not enough to convict, and their combined faults make me commit a crime, and I have to bear the crimes of all of them as an individual, then what criminal law can judge their combined crimes Woolen cloth?"

"If not, how can the laws be equal?"

"There is no equality as a foundation, and what promotes its establishment is not human violence?"

"Then why claim to be civilized?"

"Let yourself be distinguished from other species in nature, but expand your desire to consume many times your own resources, and do things that even the so-called lower animals do not do?"

"It is because there are no natural enemies that it will grow without restraint."

"So the only thing I have to do is to become the natural enemy of the world. Clean it with blood."

On the day the prisoners arrived, the land and the sea exchanged, the moisture in the air could almost feed the fish, the whale-shaped dark clouds slowly rolled, and the electric eels fled through the gaps.

His left eye is filled with deep ocean currents, and his right eye is like a bright red coral abandoned by the tide in the white sand. His arms hang down calmly by his side, letting the blazing light almost penetrate the skin, making every inch of scratches show clear light and shade junction.

Tsunayoshi Sawada was checking the clothes in the rattan basket when a colleague beside him suddenly spoke.

"Please put your contact lenses and your belongings together, and apply for wearing them after checking."

The tacit silence established by the inmates' intimate knowledge of the assembly line process was broken.

It just so happened that thunder blasted outside the window, and the chandelier flickered unsteadily.The electric current sizzled.Leakage in rainstorm weather is quite common here, and no one pays much attention to it.

"It's a prosthetic eye." After the thunder had passed, the prisoner replied.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him, his eyes falling into a spider web-like smile.

He had never seen such a dusty smile, shocking and soft.

Liudao Mu, sentenced to 900 years in prison.

900 years, a time longer than life.

500 of them were added due to the number of jailbreaks.Constantly changing prisons, constantly challenging the stricter security, the number of sentences has lost meaning like excess money accumulated.

He led him through the cages, bearing the heat behind him like thorns on his back.

Drops of water seep out along the pipes, occasionally dripping in front of the eyes, making a clear sound, and wandering in the empty vault with the sound of their footsteps.

The building of the [-]th century continues the Byzantine style on the top. Even after many renovations, the strong skeleton has not been eliminated. It seems that it is used to detain prisoners with a sentence of more than [-] years with some religious intentions.

Liu Dao Mu is divided into the non-religious area. At the end of the first floor, the smallest area has another name for the African savannah.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little worried.

He wanted to say something to remind him of the crisis ahead, so he walked more and more slowly, the palms of his hands holding the baton were sweating.

This is their first meeting, and all words are blocked on both sides of the identity label, just like the police badge on his left chest and the code on the collar of his prison uniform are two steps away.

He pulled on the iron bars, and the metal slide screamed as usual.

The new prisoner turned around, watching him lock up with the eyes of a dull magic show, and then watched him leave.

September 162009 [-] Rainy

On Christmas Eve this year, it snowed as intensely as a sandstorm.

The roads are closed, the ingredients are not delivered on time, and the sound of the heating system working hard is like the breathing of an old man who may die at any time.

Perhaps it was the portion of the dinner that caused disputes, perhaps it was the lack of food content that touched the religious forbidden area, maybe it was the urgent need to speed up blood circulation in the cold.

There was a small brawl in the restaurant.

Liudao Mukuo sat in an inconspicuous corner, enjoying this not-so-rich dinner like a distinguished guest.After drinking the clear soup, he lazily cleaned up the tableware to waste the waiting time.

Finally the young prison guard arrived.

The prison guard's slender figure and warm amber eyes make him look like a lamb, suddenly appearing among the predators of the African savannah.

It is said that there will be prison guards on duty changing shifts with him every festival, so no matter what festival, he spends time with prisoners.It's just such a soft character who is always bullied by his peers at work.

But his authority would not dare to offend even the most vicious prisoner, unless the prisoner was insane or a newcomer to the prison.

Prison guard Tsunayoshi Sawada has a family-inherited dual personality, and the triggering of the inner personality is a fatal disaster.

Because of this, the prison escape record of this prison is still blank after he took office as a prison guard, and no one has broken it so far.

The fight scene freezes.

Liu Daoku heard the sound of falling snow on the dome, as if a Norwegian was flying over the zenith with a reindeer on his back.

"Is there not enough food?" The prison guard's boyish voice asked sincerely, with outrageous shyness and apology.

Then he smiled awkwardly amid the real or fake complaints.

The prison guard's warm eyes were not stained by the world at all, that kind of pure white seemed to deny all the darkness that Liudaokuo had experienced and fallen for.It's like saying that everything he's done so far isn't worth it.

Like a temptation to kill.

If it can be polluted, that is, it can be proved that there is no light in this world, then he can shirk his sins to the darkness of the world as before.

But there were no riots, no endless quarrels, and the prison guard's inner personality was hidden deep inside his weak appearance, and he hadn't had the opportunity to break out of his shell yet.

In the early hours of the morning, the heating system was paralyzed, and the damp and cold quickly eroded from the ground, and ice flowers formed in the toilet.

The prisoners on the first floor started to make noise, knocking on the door bars.

Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly woke up from a light sleep. It took him more than a dozen seconds to figure out where he was, equipped his equipment, and left the monitoring room with the key.

As he walked by, the oppressive silence diffused to the end faster than the air-conditioning.

The keychain in his hand jingled and collided, and the sound stopped at the end. He turned his face to look at the dark cell, and his pupils dilated instantly.

"Mr. Prison Guard, my roommate is dying soon," said the prisoner with odd-colored eyes sadly.

He saw the man curled up on the bed in a painful posture, oozing blood from his nose, eyes and ears, spitting blood from his mouth, and an obvious cerebral blood vessel burst.So he opened the lock while connecting the walkie-talkie.

Then the night turned into chaos.

A sigh echoed in the buzzing circuits in his head as his head slammed hard against the railing of the second-floor corridor.

He thought that the prisoner's sentence would be increased again, and this time it might exceed 1000 years.

1000 years, ten centuries is so long, I don't know if anyone still remembers to let his name go.

When they started to fight, the flesh was used to the extreme, restoring the original appearance of life, even if they suffered pain at the same time, they were happy.

The prison is like a living thing awakening from hibernation, and the smell of blood is the best stimulant, hormones, adrenaline, aspirin.

The open space under the dome became the Colosseum, and shouts came from the observation deck on each floor, shouting similar content in different languages.Their blood was sprinkled on the dark floor tiles with geometric patterns, seeping into the cracks and melting into the molecular formula as if to record something.

The color of the irises of Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyes became lighter and lighter, and finally approached pure gold, as magnificent as a pure flame burning.The eyes were extremely hard, but there was compassion and restraint between the brows.

Liu Dao Mu seems to have seen the newborn stars, freely bursting out the strongest light and heat in the universe and following the most natural ancient orbit, illuminating the way back to the world of ideas.

In order to see this kind of thing, even if you lose it, you will be happy.

"Three weeks of confinement."

The prison guard's burning and calm eyes rested on his face, and the wounds on his forehead, cheeks, and corners of his mouth were pleasing to the eye.It is a sin to waste beauty.Liudaokuo met his gaze for a long time, until the medical staff approached with the tranquilizer very carefully.

"Please allow me to see you before confinement." He said, his consciousness drifting away.

It turned out that the meeting approved by prison guards was in the medical room.

When he woke up, he saw him sleeping peacefully on the bed next to him, and then he was awakened sensitively by his gaze.

"Welcome back to Lamb Personality." Liu Dao Mu casually picked up the newspaper on the table and flipped through it, and greeted jokingly.

The prison guard forced a smile, "Why did Mr. Liu Dao escape from prison?"

Liu Dao Mu put down the newspaper and carefully examined every inch of his facial changes.

"Every jailbreaker escapes for the same reason."

"But last night, I felt that you were eager to get out of here to do something. It seems to be a very urgent matter."

"I don't even feel anxious, how did you imagine that?"

"...Intuition, maybe."

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought about it and said, "And it has something to do with you wanting to see me."

Liu Daoku was silent for a long time.

"My sister is full today and I promised her I would say happy birthday to her today."

Sawada Tsunayoshi followed his gaze. The barbed wire windows trembled in the wind. Occasionally, thin snow flakes were blown through the slits, reflecting the crystal clear luster and falling, leaving small dense water droplets under the windows, like Someone stood there and wept bitterly.

He should have been infected by the snow flakes rushing towards death one after another. He didn't tell him the rules of the prison, but only asked about the address and the words to be conveyed.

He bowed his head and silently recited the names of people on the street, house number and floor, and wrote them in the bandage on his left wrist.

The moment he put away the pen and raised his head, he met Liudao Mukuro's eyes again.