Love Taker [Quick Transmigration]

, also blurred the faces of both sides.

Until Ivan was about to die, he handed over his identity and qualifications as a courier to his recipient, allowing Ivan to use this as a way to be rescued by fate before he died, so he could live.

But he himself, because he lost the qualification to travel the world as a courier, can only stay in this world forever.

If I don't come back, you will be left alone in this world.

Evan thought.

Really reckless action.

He casually drank the fruit wine in the glass, but heard the sound of the bar door being knocked open.

The people around made a muffled sound of surprise, and then the boiling sound in the bar suddenly became quiet, and Ivan looked towards the door curiously.

Then curled his lips, marveling at the magic of fate.

The man standing at the door, wearing a pure white knight uniform and eyes with sharp golden pupils, was the chief knight of the temple who defeated him and imprisoned him.

In short, for Ivan, he is a collateral murderer.

Even with a sanctimonious face.

Well, I can't blame him though.

Although there is an idea of ​​poking your head into the sand like an ostrich and pretending that all acquaintances are accidental, it is obvious that the knights of the Templar will enter this kind of noisy but news-filled bar The reason for this must not be to accidentally go to the wrong door casually.

What's more, the moment he entered the bar, his eyes had already turned in Ivan's direction.

It's really...not a very happy reunion.

Ivan put down the cup in his hand, estimating in his mind the possibility of using black magic to defeat the opponent or escape.

☆、END2-2

In the end it still didn't work out.

Ivan glanced at the people behind him, thinking casually.

In the bar, the other party walked up to him with rigorous and meticulous steps, but he seemed hesitant to speak, and finally he just said in a low but still clear voice: "I can talk to you alone ?"

In the end, the two of them walked out under the gaze of everyone in the bar, and in order to prevent being followed by others, they went around for a long time before running to the alley in the city.

The other party's eyes and clothes were so conspicuous that Ivan had to put his hood and cloak on the knight and let the other party look up and down at his exposed face.

"I didn't expect them to treat you like this." He looked a bit complicated, and said, "Even if I arrest you, you have not been convicted after all, or even if you were convicted, your crime should not be executed .It’s just that I really didn’t expect that they would have killed you after returning from a mission.”

"But now I'm back from the dead, Lord Knight." Ivan curled his lips.

But the other party still seemed quite guilty.

Ivan has long understood that the people in front of him are upright and upright, but in the final analysis, they are hopeless and self-righteous cavaliers.

To be honest, he kind of hates this kind of guy.If it can be treated as a recipient, it can actually inspire some evil tastes in Ivan's training to a certain extent.But as long as I think that this person became the indirect murderer who caused my death, I really don't like anything.

In the Western Fantasy world where the courier was once delivered, he deliberately did some bad things because the recipient in that world had a similar nature to this person, which was more or less mixed with a lot of bad personal emotions.

But until now when he actually saw this person again, Ivan found that the hatred and disgust in his heart had calmed down a lot, becoming a very cold peace.

However, the knight's guilty expression still seduced some bad taste in his heart. Ivan leaned against the wall, folded his hands, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Then how do you plan to compensate me?"

"Compensation?" The knight looked at him in astonishment, and then thought about it, "It's not the temple's fault, it's just my fault. I didn't take responsibility for it. If you want compensation, I will compensate you. what do you want?"

He looked at Ivan very solemnly, as if waiting for whatever request he made, he would go up and down to execute it.

It really looks like he has great confidence in his own strength, and he is also extremely upright.

Ivan twitched the corner of his mouth, and said suddenly: "Then let me...how about you?"

Before the knight could react, he was directly pressed against the wall by Ivan who approached.

What was exposed under the black hood was a handsome and upright face.Those pure golden eyes are fierce when viewed as an enemy, they can stab the enemy, emitting an unapproachable light like cut glass.

But at this moment, he was full of bewilderment.Just because he was able to confirm that he was not an enemy in this situation and shouldn't fight back, but he didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him, he looked a little silly, which made Evan want to laugh.

He leaned against the other person's ear, blew softly, and said, "Look, I died for you, and you pay me your body as compensation, isn't it just right?"

In fact, Yiwen was quite looking forward to seeing the other party blushing, or it would be nice to simply get angry because of it, but the other party had a dumbfounded expression that couldn't handle the situation in front of him.It seems that I have to wait for him to react, and I don't know how long it will take.

It's really the abstinence of Lord Knight who doesn't know the world.

Ivan pouted the corner of his mouth boredly.

After all, he was just joking, and he was not very interested in teasing this kind of role.He let go of his hand and stepped back.

"You came here alone?" he asked.

Although he was let go, the knight with pale golden eyes looked at him with complicated eyes, but he still said: "I heard the news that your body disappeared from the gallows, so I launched an investigation, because the Holy Spirit The Templar Knights are much more capable of detecting the power of black magic than ordinary people, so they were able to sense your position."

He paused and said, "But I didn't tell anyone else, I came here alone."

Ivan didn't bother to guess the complicated emotional fluctuations in the other party's heart, so he just asked directly: "Where did my knight go?"

He didn't specify the name, but the other party knew what Ivan meant, and was taken aback for a moment: "People from the royal family drove him away."

Ivan's voice cooled down: "They hurt him."

"No, you have to know, his strength is too strong." Even the knight with golden pupils showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Although I was not there at the time, I heard that after you... died, He wiped out the entire execution ground."

When the others arrived, all that was left at the scene was shocking blood.What kind of monster was it that created all these massacres?

"Even if I fight against him, I might lose the battle."

"So, where is he now?" Ivan asked.

"He disappeared, no one knows where he went." The other party replied, "But he obviously killed all those people, but left your body there, as if he knew you would be resurrected."

Do not……

Not because you know you will be resurrected.

Ivan thought to himself.

It was because he knew that his soul had already left this world and went to another place. After signing a contract with fate and wishing to hand over the identity of the courier to Ivan, he no longer expected Ivan to return to this world.

But there's nothing surprising about being able to leave.

That person is a courier after all, and, unlike Ivan, who relies on seductive people to earn favorability to complete tasks, he seems to be a powerful character who relies on strength and combat power to get together.If he hadn't been transferred from the mountain at the beginning, with his protection, Yiwen would never have been taken away by the people of the temple.

"I couldn't find him," he said, glancing at Ivan, "but no one has heard about him, probably just wandering the land like this."

Ivan lowered his head and didn't speak.

Of course he also knew why.

The guy wasn't expecting anything in return at all.

As a courier, that person certainly knew what kind of world Ivan was thrown into, so he tore a fragment of his soul and turned it into that halo to guide him along the way.

It was precisely because Yiwen was his recipient that he knew where Yiwen came from.Complete ten missions, then get rid of this world and send Ivan back to his original world.

But in this case, the man who used to be a courier will have nothing and stay in this world forever.

Even so, are you willing?

... so stupid.

If they could meet again, Yiwen would probably look at him coldly, and said to him viciously, "Are you an idiot?"

The other party would probably show a bewildered expression, staring blankly at him with violet-like purple eyes, but finally laughed.

Like every night in the castle, Ivan flipped through various black magic books in the study.Everyone in the castle was already asleep, and the surroundings were silent, but only the other party was wearing a cloak, standing behind him, quietly watching all his actions, and guarding his safety.

Those days are the time they have spent, and it will not change now.

——as if forever.

However, in the current situation, Yiwen still has to abandon the emotional factor, temporarily forget about that person, and make a calm judgment.

Even if he returned to this world, he still couldn't be his Earl with peace of mind like in the past. After the royal family had publicly expressed their hostility and classified him as a resurrected heretic, if he wanted to live under the sun again, he had to Take the initiative.

In other words, he finally showed his strength as a time traveler, subverted the royal family, demonstrated hegemony, and became emperor.

However, it is obvious that under the current situation, he does not have such power, and looking around, the person in front of him is the one he can use the most.

Yiwen raised his eyebrows and said, "You regret killing me."

Even though it felt a little wrong, the other party nodded honestly, upholding his chivalry.

"Then let the temple support me on the throne."

"This has nothing to do with the temple." The other party said subconsciously, then suddenly realized something, stared at him, and said, "Don't you?"

"Yes, I want to be the emperor myself." Ivan also answered him very honestly.

"It's... impossible for me to get involved in such mundane affairs, let alone you asked me to cooperate with a black magician..." The knight seemed to accept his incompetence.

Yiwen curled his lips: "You are too pedantic, and I am not planning to destroy the world as the Great Demon King. Think about it carefully, or if you don't help me, I will directly use my black magic ability to avenge myself." He Touching his chin, he said with a meaningful smile, "Do you want to know what I learned after I came back from the dead?"

The knight looked at him warily, as if he hadn't seriously considered the possibility that Ivan would really become the Demon King after waking up until this moment.

Oh, it's a good feeling to be treated like a demon king.

Yiwen seriously thought about the possibility of becoming the devil himself.

However, the other party still realized that if he did not help, the other party might really have to take action, so he said vigilantly: "I can help you in private at most, but I won't come forward officially. You must know that as the chief of the temple, I will help you." The knight commander represents the entire temple." He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can protect your safety, but that doesn't include fighting for you, it's just defense."

... This kid is really easy to coax.

Evan was a little surprised.

Although he only got a guardian promise, he really didn't expect the other party to help him. After all, the principle of the temple is not to participate in secular power disputes.

What's more, he just mentioned it casually.

He said that he wanted the other party to help him, but in fact, he still wanted to reintegrate his power and rebel.Reintegrate the forces and connections that were subverted due to being caught off guard, and then use his powerful black magic ability to fight back.

but,

"Then, the agreement is reached." Ivan looked at the other party and raised his eyebrows.

Free labor is unnecessary.

After that, Ivan did a lot of actions.Contact the old power and secretly re-plan the conspiracy.

Just like he was in a certain world back then, he planned step by step, negotiated step by step, and pinched an opponent he knew nothing about step by step into his own hands.What's more, because of the many worlds he has experienced, this technique has become more proficient. He secretly smiled at the other party's ignorance.

By the way, he ignored the knight who was hiding his identity to guard his safety beside him, the vigilance of the Great Demon King who seemed to be looking at the future and the expression of feeling that he had a heavy responsibility.

There is a sense of disappointment that the messenger of justice supervises the evil, but it is also good, making the other party feel that he is likely to blacken into a big devil at any time, so that he can work as a labor force for himself most tremblingly.

Ivan didn't actually contact his former courier.

But for some reason, he just knew the other party's news.Maybe it was in his sleep. He once faintly felt something in his sleep. He could feel his fingers touching the other person's face, he could feel the slightly warm skin under his fingers, and he could see the other person raised his head slightly and stared at him. His blurred face then smiles.

And that warm breath.

That person has heard the news of his return and is rushing back in this direction.For some reason, Yiwen knew that he had actually been waiting for a long time, even, even knowing that maybe it was a waiting that would never return.

...what a fool.

On the day when he entered the palace, everything finally slipped into his hands, surrounded by overwhelming shouts.Ivan stepped into the palace and saw the king looking at his shocked face.

Although he knew that the country in his hands was getting worse and worse recently, he was in a state of desperation, and even wondered if there was some kind of force behind the plots and schemes. Until now, I saw Yi Wenna wearing aristocratic clothes again, smiling, looking elegant and gentle But with a cold face, he finally realized something, and shouted in shock: "You are still alive!"

"Yeah... I'm still alive." Ivan smiled.

Then, blood splattered.

After completing his revenge, Ivan, who was sitting high on the throne, looked at the flames outside the palace with lazy eyes, and heard the soaring shouts of killing in his ears.Blood flowed on the ground, filling his feet, and the red blood soaked the extravagant silk and satin.

Getting closer and closer.

——Screams.

Yiwen raised his head and saw that the palace door was knocked open. With a scream, the person in the palace guard uniform was pierced through the wall by the comer.Then the man who walked in with blood on the ground was like a nightmare, the blade soaked in the setting sun was shining black and red, and the blood under his feet was like a flower blooming bright red.

Obviously, this person came straight in all the way.

Ivan looked at him silently, without speaking.

However, the knight with violet eyes looked at him with gentle eyes, then put the sword on the ground without saying a word, and half knelt down.

Only then did Ivan smile and say, "I'm back."

The author has something to say:

Yi Wen: An ordinary youth in a modern city → After a car accident (END1), he traveled to the Western fantasy world of sword and magic and became a nobleman → He was supposed to become an emperor, but failed in the power struggle and was exiled to a remote area and became an earl → Was "destined" "I thought it was the recipient, and sent a courier (END2 Shou), the courier has the ability of black magic → was executed for practicing black magic → in order for him to survive, the courier handed over his identity to him → Ivan became a courier, the plot returned Go to Chapter 1→Start [the main text of this article]→Ending world line branch: END1: Return to the modern city before the car accident, the time point is before the car accident (→Be an ordinary person, forgive An Jianli, and the two live a peaceful life)

END2: Back to the Western Fantasy World after the car accident, the time point is after Ivan was executed (→ kill the king who inherited the throne, proclaim himself emperor, and meet the former courier again on the day of rebellion)

☆、END2-Talk about the day after tomorrow

The blade soaked in the setting sun glowed black and red.

The posture of galloping horses is like a nightmare, the sharp blade harvests the lives of the living, and the murderous posture is like a windmill, turning the flowers under your feet into crimson, which is extremely bright.The cross wound on the left cheek, the deep purple eyes like violets, that person is the white night that will retreat in fear no matter who touches it.

"You are too dangerous," people say, "leave, leave our country."

I can't remember which world I came from in the first place.

Even if it is left in memory, there are only remnants, fragments that are not enough to form coherent pictures and scenes.

Men don't have names.

Men lose their names.

... Or rather, he has forgotten his name.

In the long journey, in the endless shuttle world, the name has become meaningless to the courier, not to mention, to people, he is always like a dark god of death. It is the man who brings death who is also used to following the crowd and letting people call him whatever he wants.

——Once the ten tasks are completed, the courier can fulfill all wishes, including getting out of the control of fate and getting his own destination.

This is the rule of this three-no company.

But the man has even forgotten which world he came from, let alone wanting to go back there.Even if "Fate" asked him if he had other wishes, the man couldn't answer.

I don't know what I want, and I'm used to being a courier, so I just live like this.

—that is, to be alive.

"Then you can continue to work." "Fate" in the void said to him with a smile, that existence who doesn't know if it can be called "she", the fuzzy light body that claims to be Moira - the big boss of this three-no company Boss—smiling inexplicably, "Until you're willing to stop...or until you die?"

Anyway, you have already completed ten tasks, and then, you can realize your wish at any time.

If you make a wish to die, it can come true anytime, right?

The courier is an out-and-out pragmatic.In other words, although the delivery method of the courier is uncertain, some like to use power, some like to use money, and some bad guys like to use emotion, but as long as the courier is delivered by this person, it will end up with quite a lot of money. Violent means are achieved, such as——

Blood, killing, and war.

On the one hand, it was because his own force value was too strong, and on the other hand, it was because of his indifferent nature.The man is like the god of death itself, constantly bringing death, and in the end even "Fate" came forward and complained to him that he should be gentle next time, but the man just raised his eyebrows slightly and remained silent.

And then, I don’t know how many times this was going on——

Death finally met Rose.

"Traveler? Strange name, don't you have a real name?"

The person in front of him frowned and looked at him.

This time the courier sat in the study, looking very peaceful. The bright and soft candlelight in the room illuminated his figure as if gently smoothing his hair, and the young man's appearance became more and more obvious under the candlelight. Give out that feminine soft but beautiful feeling.

His eyes were as heavy as obsidian, but they shone so beautifully under the light.

It's so beautiful that it's heartbreaking, dull pain.

- I don't have a name, you can call me anything.

That's what the man was going to say.

Anyway, his past recipients would give him an easy-to-call name as a matter of course, and then take advantage of the convenience he brought—of course, the way to achieve it was often unexpected.

It's often a disaster, like "war," or simply, "death," and that's really the easiest mission he's ever executed—he's going to part ways with the recipient anyway.

But the young man looked at the man who suddenly appeared in his castle without blinking, and then smiled.

"Okay then, I'll call you a traveler." He stretched out his hand and opened the window, "Come in, it's a bit cold outside, isn't it?"

He said to the man standing in the garden.

"I was very interested in you from the first moment I saw you." After the two of them rolled the sheets for the first time, Ivan confessed to the man, "Violet-like pupils, strong and powerful body, Eyes that are as emotionless as glass beads, yet so handsome that you want to conquer them... so cool, and so on."

He smiled a little embarrassedly, "As for not being afraid of you...Actually, I had just finished drawing a black magic summoning circle. I thought you were the demon I summoned. I went to see it the next day and found out that the drawing was wrong."

His recipient in this world, Ivan?Vandagar—

But her real name only has the word Yiwen.

On the surface, the earl who was exiled to this remote place because of a bad move in the battle for the throne, but his real identity is a traveler from another world.The courier to be delivered is the essence of the so-called black magic, nothing special, just like in the past, acting as the other party's mentor, teaching everything he knows.

But things are getting more and more out of their control.

The man couldn't help paying more and more attention to the young man's demeanor, the young man's smile, pointing at the white eagle flying in the sky, turning his head to talk to him with a smile.He was at a loss for such feelings that were completely unfamiliar to him.

It was a sharp stabbing pain, like being stabbed in the heart by a knife. Men who were on the battlefield had never experienced this kind of despair like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.However, that kind of feeling is obviously painful, but a trace of sweetness can be licked out of that kind of pain. Just because of that bit of sweetness, he is willing to fight back and can't retreat.

Getting along is a completely unnecessary factor.

But for him, the man has unconsciously had too much interaction with his recipient, and he is still willing to break free.

If the thing that disturbs my heart is the factor that affects the display of my combat power, it should be completely cut off regardless of black and white. A man who is used to fighting can judge calmly.

But thinking of the young man's dead face, even just touching that image in his imagination a little bit, made him feel more painful than the deepest wound he had suffered in battle so far.

"This is love."

The young man looked at him, put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile, "Have you fallen in love with me already?"

Love is an incomprehensible, vague and weak feeling.For him who doesn't even care about all the boundaries other than life and death, it should be completely meaningless.

Youth is trying to influence him.Of course men can sense it.

Obviously, for others, he has always been feared as a weapon, a wild beast, and a powerful existence like a god of death, but the young man regards him as a prey that can be hunted with great interest.

Use honey bait, use traps, use silk threads, use love, hang down to fish, lure him to take the bait, and then domesticate the beast.

He's feeding himself all kinds of things.Although the courier is teaching the recipient the knowledge of black magic, among them, the young man is more like a teacher with malicious intentions.That sly smile could be seen as the result of an outbreak of bad nature, but the man strangely accepted all those wicked teachings with a complicated heart.

Take root in the earth, and then never leave.

"Stay here." At night, the young man hugged his neck, his voice was sleepy and muffled because of sleepiness, "Stop wandering."

He lay on the bed, breathing, feeling the marks left on his body and the disappearing heat. After a long time, after the young man had probably already fallen into a deep sleep, he let out a low hum.

He let himself be like a sharp blade blunted by time, quietly waiting beside the young man, teaching him black magic, easily solving those assassins from the royal family, and ignoring the voice of fate urging him to leave this world.

Until he was transferred to carry out the mission in that remote place, the man thought that everything was under his control.

As a result, when he came back, the god of death, who was used to death, smelled the breath of death from the plain.

He came to the hill in a daze, staring at the man hanging on the gallows in the bloody and cold sunset, looking at the man's ragged clothes and drooping head.

The other party was still alive, his eyes slightly opened, he looked at his knight, and then bent his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

That's too late.

At this time, the death he was used to had already come, no miracle would happen, and no miracle could save this person.

The only thing that can save him... maybe only fate.

Moira, please take him.

At the price of my wish, my life, and everything I once pressed on you, I am willing to give up everything and stay in this world forever.

Please give him life, give him wishes, let him replace me, let him live, this is my only wish.

then--

Let's go back to the beginning of the story.

"So, these are all trivial things?"

The youth chosen by fate stood in the void, complaining to the halo.

"In short... I was probably selected."

"In addition, it seems to be wearing...probably."

The halos are his eyes.The man tore his soul into pieces, calm and almost greedy, watching the other person's expression, watching him approaching his home step by step until he reached the final destination.

ended.

……Let's go back.

Close your eyes tiredly.

From now on, that's your life.

After getting to know you, I finally understand that my only wish is——

Your life and peace.

……

"You didn't expect me to come back?"

The person in front of him had a surprised expression.

"I thought you should expect more from me." Then he raised his eyebrows and laughed.

The breeze blew across his cheeks, and standing on the castle wall, he could see that the gardens below were being repaired.

Whether it is the dead or the living, it is already a thing of the past, but Ivan recently started to study the black magic of resurrecting the dead, which surprised the man.

After all, things that involve life and death and affect the authority of gods may lure gods and demons to the lower realms. After all, this is a western fantasy world of swords and magic.

But it doesn't matter, one day, the person he loves will become stronger than anyone else, before that, any existence that tries to hurt him, the man will execute them one by one, even if it is a god, it will be destroyed kill.

"This kind of words sound like a second class." Ivan complained.

"But it's more interesting to have the lower realm of gods and demons, isn't it? In the world I have experienced so far, I have never seen such a non-human existence. Fortunately, when I was a courier, I still expected that I might be able to get an angel. Where's the devil's script?" With a lazy look on his face, Ivan smiled and looked at the blue sky in the distance.

Looking at it from this angle, the man suddenly realized that perhaps this person had a non-human essence.The side face of him looking at the sky from a distance, looked loose and calm, almost indifferent.Maybe he is used to traveling in various worlds, he already has the characteristics of a traveler, and he is not as easy to feel surprised like ordinary people.

Although this person likes to be provocative, in essence, enough is enough. Although he has left behind many profound experiences, he is still calm and restrained, with a kind of calm cruelty...and gentleness.

Strange, apparently contradictory traits, but they all converged on him.

"Since both of us have resigned from that three-no company, how about we experience our own life?" Ivan said with a smile, "do something interesting."

interesting?

"It doesn't matter what it is." The young man's eyes were like obsidian, shining with a dull but dazzling light, "It's okay to try to challenge fate..."

Also, the nature of such unruly and unruly.

He plays many personalities.

But every personality is undoubtedly "Ivan" himself.

He is the core of the self. Although he is used to revealing his superficial personality to others, he is actually like a kaleidoscope. He only reveals one aspect to the outside world at a time, and does not need other people's definitions and evaluations.

"……I know."

The breeze blew the man's hair.

It doesn't matter what the other party wants to do, as long as it is Yiwen's wish, it will become his wish. He was not born for this, nor does he exist for this, but he is willing to give up everything for this and stay here. Stay with this person.

"I will always be by your side."

- I love you forever.

forever.

—and then swear in the name of eternity.

☆, system Y67 helps you rebirth

Its name is System Y67.

The daily task is to find hosts in various worlds that can meet its mission will and can perform the mission perfectly.

It is not difficult to meet these conditions. After all, the system can screen hosts in various worlds, and each world is full of all kinds of people. With such a large base, it is possible to find objects that satisfy it and successfully transform it. It's not difficult.

For example, now-

"Congratulations on being selected by the scumbag reformation system! Since you have scumbags an astonishing number of objects so far, starting today, you will join our company's 'Scary! Scumbag Transformation! Scumbag successfully transformed into 24 filial dog Gong!' plan! "

System Y67 excitedly addressed the selected host.

"...What the hell is this?" However, the new host complained very uncooperatively.

The chosen host just rolled up from the bed, with a sleepy expression on his face, looking listlessly at himself in the mirror, eyes wide open, confused and sleepy, looking around boredly.

The figure reflected in the mirror was a young man with obsidian-like eyes and a calm and gentle expression.At least from the appearance, he is different from those domineering presidents of Tianliang Wangpo that Y67 has come into contact with.

With a soft and gentle appearance, and a well-proportioned beauty, the system Y67 has to wonder if his own system has detected an error. The host selected this time doesn't look like a scumbag, does it?

But its detection system is the newly upgraded 9.78 standard version, and the data cannot be wrong.It was such a young man who was too good-looking, a top-notch beauty, to be a standard, out-and-out scumbag.

The scumbags are all scumbags!Thinking of this, Y67 angrily ignored the host's beauty.

"So far, you have caused great suffering to countless victims. In view of the scum value you have accumulated, our company decided to transform you into a scumbag, travel back to the world you used to be a scumbag, and give the poor and lovely victims reward……"

It was still chanting, the host had already looked up at the lamp post on the glasses, muttered lazily: "Didn't wake up? The upper body of the ghost?", then slipped away from the sink and planned to go back and start again. Go to bed and go back to sleep.

How can you ignore me!

Y67 is furious...but it's no use.

After all, it's not some fugitive alien in the universe's wanted report, who can force the host to eat raw meat and cut off his fingers because the host doesn't cooperate with the work--and that's too cruel.

It can only watch as its host continues to lie on the bed, with its head resting on the pillow, burying that overly pretty face in the soft quilt, with its eyes closed, and it seems to be sleeping soundly. There is no doubt that That face is really pretty——