The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Alessio didn't know that the neuropathy had gone home on his own. He went directly to the childcare center by car, but was told that the neuropathy had already left.He stood there in a daze for a while, gritted his teeth and planned to go back home.

What a neuropathy!Dad was slipped a lot by you!

The rain outside was still falling, but it was no longer severe and became very dense.Somewhere, Alessio seemed to sense something. He looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and saw a glowing jellyfish-like shadow floating in the emerald inner sea under the rain curtain. Two of the long whiskers had fallen into the sea, stirring up some The soul butterfly floated up, as if inviting the soul butterfly to dance together.

How did the soul butterflies get to such an upper sea level... Aresio was thinking about this question at first, but soon, he recalled what I had told him, that these soul butterflies should float up as a line of defense.

So... is that shiny jellyfish a line of defense?

Arecio stared at the dangling shadow expressionlessly, and the shadow seemed to feel his sight, and the translucent body tilted slightly towards him, as if observing him through the rain curtain.Suddenly, the shadow froze, and the eight whiskers danced for a while, and finally two "slapped" covered his face, making a screaming expression.

Arecio: "..."

I feel a little like... just run away.

The luminous jellyfish has been riding the rain and wind, and is rushing towards the French window corridor!He first stuck himself on the glass, realized that he could actually pass through any material easily, so he decisively removed his whiskers, and swam forward again, this time passing through the special glass with ease, with a faint glow , descended in front of Aresio.

The alarm device didn't sound, and Alessio didn't feel any malice, so he stood quietly on the spot, looking at the god in front of him.

That's right, this was supposed to be a god, he had felt that kind of obscurity in Behemoth before.When any divinely favored person opens his domain, he will also have this wonderful atmosphere. There are rumors that this atmosphere is caused by divine power.

"Leviathan...?" he asked, "You seem to have recovered a lot, is it because Lucy's strength is gradually increasing?"

[There is no need to use honorifics for me. ] Leviathan said that he seemed very happy, and he swung upside down from behind Aresio and circled back, like a child, always wanting to touch the top of his hair with his translucent whiskers.However, as soon as Aresio's gaze swept over, he immediately retracted obediently, and after a while, he stretched out his whiskers again as if he couldn't hold back his joy.

Alessio originally thought that the dark gods treated him differently because he was a powerful dark creature, but it doesn't look like this now. Leviathan's attitude towards him is worse than that of Behemoth who hastily transformed into a pillar To be clear, also let Alessio realize that he seems to be a little different to these gods.

He didn't have much fear of the so-called gods, so he raised his head and asked directly, and followed the requirements of the gods without using honorifics.

"you know me?"

[You are "Tinder". 】

This word is not so light that it can hit the top of the head. Aresio frowned slightly. He was about to ask further, but Leviathan shook his head slightly at him.

[I have an agreement with someone, so I can't tell you more. 】

Alessio's first reaction was that he was a former lich. Psychopath is not a guardian. It is really hard for him to think that neuropathy will conclude any agreement with God.

"It's Lucy?"

Leviathan didn't answer, he circled around Aresio a few times affectionately, stretched out his whiskers, and touched the top of his hair.

[I look forward to seeing you again. 】

The Pillar of the Sea walks romantically in the void again, passes through the glass, and comes to the surface of the rain-curtained sea.Alessio subconsciously followed for two steps, knowing that Leviathan would not tell him more, and considering that he had to find a neuropathy, he finally stopped and took a deep look at the dancing god.

Ten thousand years ago, there seemed to be an inner layer that he didn't know about. Maybe after the neuropathy recovered all his memories, he could explain part of it for him.Thinking of his mental illness, Arecio didn't stay any longer, and took an express car directly, and turned back home.

Alessio has his own umbrella device, so he didn't get wet even when he got out of the car.He hurried through the rain that seemed to be getting denser and denser, and there seemed to be a white shadow in front of him. He suspected that he was mentally ill, so he quickened his pace to catch up.

"Nervous... Luzius!"

Amidst the sound of heavy rain, the saint still caught his voice and turned around.A few strands of wet platinum-blonde half-length hair fell on her shoulders, and those sky-colored eyes were separated by a layer of water vapor, which also looked a little foggy.He looked at Arecio, pursed his lips slightly, and turned back resolutely.

Arecio's head is full of question marks now, he admits that neuropathy can be called pitiful and cute now, but...

"Where's your umbrella?" Alessio hurried up to meet him, and was about to expand his device to cover his drenched insanity, but he was still panting, "Which rental company's suspension car? Don't you provide umbrella gear?"

The saint held out his hand to him, and Alessio thought he wanted the umbrella device, so he handed it directly.Unexpectedly, the saint didn't pick up the device at all, avoided his hand, opened his arms, and directly hugged him into his arms.

"Papa", the umbrella device fell to the ground, and Arecio instantly felt the rainwater splashed on his head and body, and his coat was wet and stuck to his body, but he couldn't care about it. All his mind was already focused on this sudden hug .

This was the first non-wartime close physical contact between him and a neurotic.The heartbeat of the human being was a bit rapid, and it was unknown whether it was because of the rain or something else, which made Arecio, who hadn't eaten blood all day, a little hungry.He forcibly dispelled the thought in his head, tried to move, and his body was immediately hugged even more tightly.

A bit of breath hit the side of his neck, giving Arecio an absurd premonition that he was about to be hunted.

"How did you make yourself so miserable?" He asked softly, "No umbrella."

"..."

All he got back was a firmer hug.

Arecio thought for a while, and the only thing that could affect the emotions of neuropathy in this way was the gradually recovered memory.

"Did you think of anything again? It's all over."

He tried to pat the psychopath's head from behind with his hand, but he couldn't reach it. He hadn't fully grown when he was transformed into a vampire, and his height was a little different from the psychopath's.He worked hard a few times, but was discouraged, and instead patted the back of the psychopath.

"Go back, it's still raining." He tried to tear off the neuropathy sticking to him, but the neuropathy couldn't get off even if he was beaten to death. In the end, Arecio was almost angry when he suddenly heard a soft ringing sound in his ear. laughter.

Arecio: "..."

Kill you crazy!

He almost pulled out the sickle from the shadow, but the neuropathy let go of his hand decisively, but his eyes still stayed on him.The feeling of ten thousand years ago that was almost forgotten came back again. The eyes of the neuropathy were very refreshing sky color, but sometimes when staring at him, it made him feel as if he was being burned.

"Where is your memory restored?" Arecio became suspicious.

The saint immediately lowered his eyes, and the original smile faded away.

"Recover to... I received the news of your death."

"..." Arecio was silent for a moment, "Actually, the news about my death..."

"I know, from your previous attitude, I can see that between Theo and you, you must win. But this does not prevent me from thinking about how serious the injury is, which will give Theo confidence. Declare that you are dead."

"..." Arecio couldn't say any consoling words for a while. He has a personality that doesn't remember bad things very much. Although it was extremely critical that he completely broke his face with Theo, Theo couldn't kill him after all. He ran away .For the stability of his power, Theo announced that he was dead, which is normal.

He curled up to recuperate from his injuries, and he was about half recovered, thinking about spending the carnival with the psycho again.He had already broken his promise once, so he didn't want to break his promise again anyway, so he took a huge risk and found a neurosis at the carnival the following year.

"I went to look for you in the second year. As soon as I woke up, I went to look for you. It happened to be the carnival that day." Alessio raised his head, looked at the saint with deep rose-colored pupils, and seemed to be quite satisfied with his actions. Satisfied, he showed a little bit of fangs.

"You will be able to remember it later, so the news of the death was just fake news released by Theo. I am very glad to see you again. I have been asleep for a whole year. During this year, My old friend was besieged in the Sea of ​​Undead, and Theo was overshadowed by the Blood Race... I learned all these later."

"But you're still there, at least you're still there. The soul butterfly remaining in the sea of ​​undead told me that you even tried to help my friend. Although you couldn't prevent her death in the end, I still thank you."

After he finished speaking, he laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

"Originally I kept saying that I would not leak it, but let you think about it. Now I seem to have said almost the same thing. In fact, there was a little selfishness mixed in when I said that at the beginning. I was a little afraid that you would think of it, and I was afraid that you would think of something. , and then turned against me like ten thousand years ago."

"I don't even know why you want to tear up the agreement between us. Did I do something wrong? Or something happened again? Why don't you talk to me directly? I'm not a person who doesn't listen, as long as you Tell me, I believe how absurd it is."

Luzius' eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the vampire standing in front of him, the rain seemed to make those red pupils more vivid.The blood race looked at him, lowered his eyes in frustration, and apologized to him.

"I'm sorry, you haven't recovered your memory yet, I shouldn't pour negative emotions on you who don't know anything."

"……prophecy."

"what?"

"Fire and rain prophesied that Noah sacrificed his life to me at the carnival when you didn't come."

He doesn't intend to tell Aresio now that he has recovered all his memories, that may cause Aresio to be wary and unfamiliar with him, which he absolutely does not want to see.What he wanted was a softer, more gentle approach to each other, like what had happened when they lived together before.

But he will never tolerate misunderstandings with Aresio. Ten thousand years ago, he kept silent because he was the only one who knew the prophecy of the fire and rain. He wanted to try to save him, so he couldn't die.But he also confided the doomsday prophecy to Aresio before entering the second plan, before pulling Alesio into the coffin for ten thousand years of sleep.

He wasn't sure if he would die, he bet that he was useful to God, and God would give him life within the rules.

He seems to be betting right.

"The doomsday prophecy cannot be leaked..." Alessio murmured, this is common sense, and those who leak their fate will undoubtedly die, "That's why you can't explain it to me, you can only take sideways actions."

One of his knots has been untied. If this is the case, the neuropathy of ten thousand years ago may be under great pressure, and opposing him against his will may be part of the way to save the world.Although the arrival of the fire rain was still not prevented in the end, the new world ten thousand years later can just prove that the efforts of the neuropathy are not all in vain.

"Is that so?!" He said his conjecture, his eyes flickered, and he was elated, "If this is the case, then you are a well-deserved savior!"

Luzius didn't care whether he was the savior or not, he just smiled lightly when he saw that Alessio's expression relaxed.

"Even if I really did something, the last era will be destroyed after all."

"That's different! Some are destroyed and only ashes are left, and some still have sparks left, and they can be revived again, just like the current world! Wait, Mars..." Arecio pondered for a while, "Just now in the conservation center , I seem to have seen Leviathan, he is about to recover, and he will call me [fire seed]."

"... What else did he say?"

"No more, he won't reveal it anymore."

Luzius nodded slightly, Leviathan still kept the agreement and did not reveal too much about what he did.

"So am I really 'Tinder'?" Arecio fell into deep thought, "Hurry up, lend me your brain, and think about what He means by this."

"Are you sure I want to lend it to you here?"

"Why, you don't want to?" Arecio bared his fangs threateningly.

"If you want to think here in the rain, I have no problem."

"..."

Only then did Alessio realize that they were still standing in the rain, but the rain was already quite soft and shrouded in a fog.He shut up so as not to be ridiculed by the neurotic again.But it was rare that the psychopath didn't taunt him, but just picked up the umbrella from the ground and opened it, letting the waterproof curtain cover the two of them together.

When I arrived home, it was just after two o'clock in the morning. This night was really tossing. Alessio planned to go back to his room and take a shower before going to sleep.Suddenly, he felt that he was hanging in the air, and the psychopath picked him up in the posture of carrying a cat, controlled the water at the door, and continued to carry him inside.

"Let go! What do you want?"

"Take a shower, get in the rain, don't catch a cold."

"I don't catch a cold!"

"I'm afraid I'll catch a cold."

"???"

The degree of dog-like anger has actually risen to a higher level!He was really afraid that one day when he got up in the morning, he would only bark if he was a psychopath!

and also……

Wash yourself!Are you planning to wash with him? !