I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

... This should be the "secret" that he has always buried in his heart, and he is unwilling and will not say it.

Because it's a long time ago, and it's a long time ago, and it's hard to talk about him, or the weakness that everyone can't help but feel when they reach "that moment".

His Excellency Merlin asked him why he still—

The content omitted in the following can be easily completed. What Merlin really wants to ask is why you are still soft-hearted and give him another chance.

Cyril felt that he didn't give him any "chance". The main purpose was to end the messy entanglement between the two of them, and even if it was a little troublesome, he could get back on track.

...soft-hearted?

Cyril also felt that this was not the case. In fact, he felt a little regretful and remembered the "secret" mentioned above that was not known to others, so he chose to take a step back. This may be more correct.

After accidentally crossing the superficial and happy friendship and getting closer to the magician by a few steps, Cyril can say without exaggeration that His Excellency Merlin's actions have always been very problematic.

He once said that magicians are always looking down on everyone in the world.In fact, this does not mean to blame, because he knows better that Lord Magician is not in the same world as him and human beings.

Even later, the magician seems to consciously want to change, to get closer to the world where humans live...

——He still can't understand the many emotions that human beings have, and his position still hasn't completely shifted to where he thought it would be.

——He is very concerned about the feelings of the human being he likes, and he wants to do something to protect him. He probably has really worked hard.

However, still not right.

The uneasy look of the magician who kept trying but couldn't find the right method made Cyril couldn't help but sigh.

Undoubtedly, he was very disappointed with the magician, and said many times that the other party was unreasonable and hopeless.

However, when he didn't really make up his mind to draw a line with him decisively, that "secret" would silently come to mind, as if to give him a final reminder.

"..."

"...Yeah, even if it's just because of 'that', I can't be so heartless."

The magician himself never knew that the only humane thing he did out of pity out of nowhere, became an unforgettable mark in the lover's heart.

I'm ashamed to say it.

Cyril thought, did he mention it?About the fact that he's actually a coward.

Don't look at how calm and calm Cyril Cornwall was in the face of death in the past. When he was dying, he was worried about the only relatives who could still accompany him.

No one knew that in his heart, there was actually a trace of irreversible fear.

Ah - it should be said that before that moment, his heart was slowly filled with fear.

The loneliness pouring out from the endless darkness he was about to step into also gradually wrapped around his stiffened body, making him feel unbearably cold.

It's cold... how come, suddenly... I'm so scared.

The most frightening thing is that there is nowhere to say such a voice full of despair and fear.

His sister was crying beside his bed, and he knew it.Mordred stood aside blankly. The child must have been frightened and didn't know what would happen, but he couldn't comfort him any more.

The duke thought he was going to go so lonely into the dark.

but--

At this moment, the "light" leaked down.

The lonely soul who is afraid of the cold gets temporary guidance and arrives at the ideal land, the fairyland in the dream.

The fairyland is like spring all year round, the scenery is beautiful and moving, and the wind blows to the ears, just like the most gentle whisper of spring here.

Yes, the darkness was driven away by the sudden light at this moment to an unnoticed corner, and the cold that froze his whole body was naturally also driven away.

Thanks to this fairyland, even if he only stays here for a while, he can...

what.

How could it be forgotten.The one who gave me the greatest encouragement and strength was actually the white-haired magician who suddenly turned around and caught my eye.

It was difficult for Cyril to explain what kind of wonderful emotions passed through his heart the moment he saw the magician among the flowers.

The magician acts as his guide and takes him on a journey through the wonderland.

Pain, coldness, loneliness, even death - all negative things were briskly left behind by Cyril because of this short trip led by the magician.

It can't be said to abandon it proactively... Before I realized it, the fear had dissipated.

Here, instead of a dying patient, he has a seemingly endless energy that makes his steps light.

Cyril remembered that he and the magician wandered through the sea of ​​flowers, in search of the cowardly leprechaun and the shy nymph of the lake.

Lord Magician's voice seems to be softer and sweeter than the impression.

The warmest light seems to come from the smiling face of His Excellency the Magician who turned towards him under the bright sunlight.

Does he know?

He fulfilled Cyril's tiny wish of "traveling to distant places with friends or relatives".

He was still the one who accompanied Cyril at the last moment and gave him the courage to face death calmly.

The magician sure doesn't know.

Can't tell him.After all, Cyril had clearly said that he was grateful to Your Majesty the Magician, but he didn't really like the high-ranking and absent-minded Lord Magician at that time.

From the magician's point of view, "dislike" should be the point - it wouldn't be nice to let him know that the level of gratitude is actually deeper.

Cyril can guess intuitively that if Your Excellency can survive the huge surprise (huh?), he will definitely make more progress...

Therefore, this is destined to be a "secret".

……

……

I always feel that after a long time, this dream is considered to be over.

Cyril finally woke up under the tree.

How did Mr. So-and-so in the dream beat around the bush and try to make a routine—these unimportant details, Cyril decided to forget them when he woke up, but this time he really threw them away very simply.

The care and kindness within the normal range of [ordinary friends], Cyril had no grudges, so he readily accepted it, and practiced more after going back to see if it would be effective.

Subconsciously, I felt that I had slept for a long time, but in reality, it didn't seem that long.

The blond young man leaning against the tree rubbed his eyes, and the height of the sun, which he could vaguely see a little when he raised his eyes, didn't drop much.As if only noticed a long time ago, the dewdrops dangling on the tip of a certain wide leaf fell down at some point and disappeared.

"Whoa."

Oh, and a familiar robe fell off with his raising his hand.

Cyril subconsciously scooped up the white robe before it slipped to the ground and was stained with mud.

And when he reacted, he saw all the petals shaking off his pants.

Cyrillic:"……"

He called the owner of the robe a few times, but he didn't get a response, so he couldn't help but restrain himself.

Forget it.

Shaking his head, Cyril stood up with his robe in his arms, and did not do such a willful thing as throwing away the clothes left by the magician.

The magician may have run away quietly, or he may still be peeking in the dark not far away as before.

Cyril didn't want to explore.Now he has cleared away the slight gloom in his chest, and his mood is very comfortable.

"I am able to stand here because of the support of you kind people..."

Moreover, standing here, he seems to have been reborn.

"Every time I realize this, I want to do my best to pass on this kindness."

"All right!"

Suddenly cheered up, the corners of Cyril's lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were clear and firm, like the blue sky that had been washed away from the dust.

He raised his head and looked into the distance: "After resting for so long, it's time to work seriously. Well, let's start in the afternoon."

……

After cheering up, the energetic blond youth left.

On a branch of the giant tree, Merlin, who Cyril thought he had walked away but didn't move a step at all, sat cross-legged, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Yeah, even after letting go of my relationship with me, Cyril's attitude towards me was much better. He obediently got along with me alone, and got along very happily. In the end, he took my clothes and didn't throw them away..."

"From this point of view, there is nothing wrong. His performance is obviously..."

"Still love me!"

——From this point of view, there is nothing wrong, this Merlin still hasn't learned his lesson at all, and is thinking wildly on his own.

Not to mention the sad fate of a certain magician who is so self-righteous.

Cyril's third after-sales service begins.

Before going to the customer, he thought that he had experienced Uchiha Izumi who seemed weak but cruel, and Matou Kariya who looked hideous but was actually a kind person. He could deal with customers of any personality with ease. Not easily moved.

however.

Cyril was wrong.

The third customer, is not a bad personality, nor is it difficult to communicate, but...

He made Cyril feel helpless for the first time——

*****

"That, that, that, that..."

Trembling voice.

"I, I, I, I, I'm really fine..."

It was a trembling voice that felt inexplicable but embarrassed to say so.

"Wait, wait..."

Pause for a moment.

"This, this is too strange!"

From being inexplicable to being shy and flustered, the young man who had made a shivering sound before finally broke out unbearably.

Let me explain in advance, the name of this young man who is screaming pitifully is Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, 14 years old, is a first-year student at Naimori Middle School.

The family background is (probably) simple. His father is not at home all year round. It is said that he is digging for oil in a distant foreign country. Tsunayoshi Sawada and his mother Nana Sawada live in Namori Town, Japan, and the relationship between mother and child is harmonious.

The boy—Sawada Tsunayoshi himself felt that he was just an ordinary middle school student.

Well, maybe in terms of waste material, he can't be considered "ordinary", because he is really too waste material.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a poor sportsman and a poor student since he was a child. He was often ridiculed, bullied or ignored by his peers.And these external factors have led to his weak personality. He has not made good friends when he grows up to this age, and he is bullied by others alone.

Such a bleak life, although it has only been a 14-year-old struggle so far, has made Sawada Tsunayoshi disheartened and feels that he can only be an unlucky waste material in this life.

Yes, he really thought so firmly until a certain special someone arrived!

……

—But now is not the time to look back at the most important (and tragic) turning point in his life!

Quickly switch back to the perspective.

Sawada Tsunayoshi just let out a cry of being greatly frightened. To be exaggerated, the whole person is about to explode.

The boy with brown hair, brown eyes, and messy curled hair really looked like a brown-haired rabbit with fried hair, especially at this moment when he was about to cry, it looked even more like it.

He was surprised.

He was confused.

His eyes flicked left and right like a cramp, trying to send out a look for help, but unfortunately, the people he wanted to ask for help were immersed in their own thoughts and ignored him.

He could only wrap his hands around himself in fear, covering his chest: "I, I, I really don't feel anything! I don't feel uncomfortable, so what, Mr. Cyril, you you you..."

——Can you stop staring at me with such scary eyes!

"..."

"sorry."

I sincerely apologize for scaring him into such a "culprit".

As far as the facts are concerned, Cyril was wondering, did he do something too much?

Nothing.

He recalled carefully, making sure that he never acted impolitely.

Perhaps, for children, a stranger who came to the door for no reason suddenly wants to do a comprehensive physical examination for himself, and he will inevitably be frightened...

Oh, thinking about it this way, Cyril suddenly understood.

"I've explained the reason before. There is a trace of curse mixed with the potion that has merged into your body. Logically speaking, it should have a very bad reaction, but..."

"No. You are too healthy now, and you are not affected by the curse at all. I can't figure out what's going on."

He explained it again, completely unaware that his gaze, which was immersed in the exploration and could not be controlled, was too hot——

Gangji, who was not used to being stared at like this, was trembling. In a place that was difficult to find, the roots of his ears were still a little bloodshot and red.

Mr. Cyril, who arrived unexpectedly, was absolutely innocent.Sawada Tsunayoshi's intuition told him so.

It seems that since these days, his intuition has become more precise, and he can confirm who is a good person and who is a bad person just by subconsciously.

Mr. Cyril is a good man and really cares about his body.

but.

What's the situation with this feeling that Mr. Cyril wants to take off his clothes and have a thorough inspection inside and out? !

Corresponding to his cowardly personality, Sawada Tsunayoshi is an introverted and shy teenager.

Even though he has been forced to run naked many times wearing only underwear with cute patterns on the street, school corridors and other crowded places, his shy nature will not change.

What the young man is trying to protect is his own clothes, and what he thinks in his heart is that foreigners are really open, and...

"I'm fine, really, I'm fine. Don't cry, Mr. Prison Temple... This will make me feel that I'm dying, and I'm going to die in the next second!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The silver-haired delinquent boy with an octopus head finished his contemplation, and cried beside the dull-looking Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The full name of this young man called Kikuji-kun is Kikuji Hayato, (self-proclaimed) Sawada Tsunayoshi's right-hand man.

Because the clothes of Hayato Gujiji are not like ordinary junior high school students, so it is said that he looks like a delinquent boy.And in saying that, it's not wrong at all.

His real identity is several grades higher than that of a delinquent boy. He is actually a loyal follower of the tenth generation leader of the largest Mafia family in Italy and a member of the Mafia!

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuui

"Ahhh, Lord Prison Temple, don't be impulsive!"

There was a commotion in the room.

However, it can be known from the sporadic words that have leaked out that, except for Cyril, everyone in this room is the black hand of the clam family (Cyril: "Huh? Clam?").

The most shocking is Sawada Tsunayoshi.

This unattractive, seemingly imposing useless young man has an extraordinary identity. He is actually the future tenth generation leader of the clam family.

"Well, an unprecedented difficult situation..."

Cyril was in distress.

Ah, what troubled him was the serious question of the curse miraculously disappearing.

The word "Mafia" is very unfamiliar to him, that is, when he was reading books these years, he saw it once or twice in the movie scripts he bought by accident.

This word seems to be a symbol of some kind of shady and dangerous underground organization, but in view of the huge cultural differences, Cyril, who has been influenced by knight culture since childhood, can't understand what these people do...

Skip unimportant issues that need to be entangled.

Facing these "dangerous people", Cyril did not panic like ordinary people when he heard those three words, but had almost no unusual reaction.

It is actually very simple to sort out the whole incident.

The young boy Hayato of the prison temple who was beating the ground over there bought a bottle of lucky potion from Cyril's potion shop.

I have used the Lucky Potion before. As the name suggests, it is a magical potion that greatly increases the luck value. It only takes one drop and the effect is excellent.

But the problem is that the bottle of lucky potion unfortunately has a trace of leaking curse mixed into it.

Hayato Kikuji originally bought it as a birthday gift for the leader of the Judaimu who always felt that he was extremely unlucky.

He also didn't expect that Judaimu drank the potion suspiciously, and before he was delayed for a few seconds——

With a bang, Judaime fell to the ground, unconscious.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was in a coma for three full days, his vital signs were normal, and the doctor could not find any reason for his coma.And three days later, he woke up smoothly, and after another examination, there was nothing wrong with him, but he felt stronger than before.

As for whether luck improved afterwards... To be honest, it probably didn't. Sawada Tsunayoshi really didn't feel anything.

This seemed to be a false alarm, but the Prison Lord who was frightened to death was so angry that he still gave the potion shop an angry bad review.

It's all right now, I thought it was really all right, but the owner of the potion shop came out and said that there was a curse in that bottle of potion!

Lord Prison Temple, who exposed his loyal dog attributes to the fullest, regretted it so much that his intestines were green.

He hammered the floor of Tsunayoshi Sawada's bedroom until it slammed, showing how much guilt he felt in his heart: "Whoa, I didn't dare to send unknown medicines that have not passed the quality inspection into Judaimu's mouth! But, this is someone I will only... ah! I'm sorry Reborn-sama, I didn't mean to accuse you, but..."

"Damn—it's all your fault!"

The young man who was eager to protect his master suddenly jumped up, gnashing his teeth, as if he wanted to die with the hateful person who caused this unknown hidden danger.

Sawada Tsunaji couldn't hold him back, so he panicked, fearing that Mr. Shopkeeper would really be dumped by the angry Kikuji-kun, and it would be bad if someone died!

Fortunately, the situation has not deteriorated to this point.

Because Prison Master had just jumped up, he was kicked away by someone, hit the wall and then fell back to the floor with a bang, his eyes turned into spinning mosquito coils, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Cyril, who was about to confess and promised that he would be responsible to the end: "!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi wants to cry but has no tears: "Reborn!!!"

This kick was really crisp and neat, with an astonishing momentum.

But the person who went out was actually a suit and leather shoes... a baby?

"Ciao's."

After the opening remarks in Italian, the little baby in the suit stood on the "corpse" of the silver-haired boy, and looked at Cyril, who couldn't help being shocked, with big innocent eyes: "It's our first meeting, the owner of the White Rose Potion Store. This kid The big guy who introduced your store to him, well, it’s me, I should be your regular customer.”

"Hey, what a gentleman with aura—"

No, the point is wrong.

Cyril still couldn't hide his surprise, and used a respectful title for such a small baby: "May I ask, what is your ID?"

The little baby said a name.

Regardless of Sawada Tsunayoshi's strange expression as if swallowing a fly, Cyril suddenly said: "Ah, it is you, I am deeply impressed, thank you for your long-term patronage, this time there is such a serious problem, I am very sorry ..."

"Hehe, it's human nature to make mistakes once or twice." The little baby is very understanding: "Your potion is very useful. It's very convenient to melt the dead body without leaving any traces. In this situation If nothing happened to Zhu Gang for the time being, Pengo Lie will not hold you accountable."

Cyril said seriously: "But, I really can't rest assured, and I can't escape—"

Little Baby (quickly answering): "Then you should keep the guilt of wanting to be responsible, and stay here and be a family doctor for Stupid Gang for a while."

Cyril: "...Huh?"

Until this moment, he hadn't realized that he was cheated.

So, the little baby went on to say: "We don't know whether the curse you mentioned will happen, and what effect it will have after it happens. Therefore, it is not too much to ask you to stay in order to deal with emergencies."

"Well, yes, that's what I should do."

"We don't know when the curse will occur, whether the stupid gang will suddenly faint while walking, or be scared out of breath by the wild dogs killed halfway, so it is best to ask you to follow the stupid gang every step of the way Not to leave, this is not too much."

"Well, yes...it should be."

At last.

Little baby: "Because the stupid gang is at home at night and spends most of the day in school, so during this time you go to school with him and be a teacher in Bingsheng Middle School for a while-this request is not too much."

"Well, this is also..."

"..."

and many more.

Cyril: "Huh? Family doctor and school teacher again???"