I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

As a result, I couldn't see the above in the end.

Say no regrets, it must be false.But because I heard the sound and got the touch, the long-vacant part of my heart was filled.

Cyril felt an unprecedented peace of mind.

The only regret left can be turned into a driving force to push him forward. Now that we know that the encounter exists in the future, we should look forward to it and wait for that day to come.

……

Back from the world ten years later.

but.

What I saw after I came back was so strange.

"..."

"Uh."

Cyril was silent for a while.

During the silence, he stepped back silently, and took several steps before pulling the excessively close distance to a safe range.

Only then can I ask calmly, "Excuse me, what happened during the five minutes I was away?"

In fact, without asking, you can also detect the truth of the situation from the trivial details that can be seen at a glance.

But Cyril probably didn't want to believe that obvious "fact" that really made him feel unbelievable.

"Honey……"

"You have omitted a very important suffix, my dear friend."

"Woo, honey."

The magician, who had been extremely guilty when facing him before, actually yelled so persistently.

wronged.

Shivering.

In the eyes of the silent Cyril, what he saw was such a white-haired magician who was huddled in the corner, as if he had been extremely frightened...

I just don't know how much the real panic and fake acting accounted for.

Cyril's eyelids trembled imperceptibly.

"So, what happened?

He asked again patiently.

He just finished speaking, but somehow felt that this kind of dialogue resembled a certain line in a novel script he had read before, which came from a poor man who came back from a business trip and found out that his girlfriend was cheating... No, what kind of strange association is this!

Cyril quickly pulled back the inexplicably drifting thoughts, trying to remain serious.

"A lot of things happened, probably, for a while, I can't finish it."

The magician who was still stuck to the corner and could not come out said weakly.

Cyril: "Then please make a long story short."

Merlin: "Sorry, sorry, for the time being... I have to take it easy..."

"?"

Sensitively capturing the unusual expression changes on the magician's face, Cyril felt even more out of place.

How can I be frightened here? It is clear that a trance that seems to be stunned by happiness has mixed in——

He didn't have time to cover the mouth of the dazed magician.

He could only hear the shocking speech in astonishment:

"My darling ten years later is so enthusiastic, she actually took the initiative to block me here as soon as she came up—ah, happiness came too suddenly, I have to digest it."

Cyril (stare): "What, what?!"

"Oh, honey, I know what you mean, what do you want to do to me here..."

The weak and helpless magician just now raised his head suddenly, his purple eyes were full of stars, and he stretched out his arms to the stunned Cyril, with an intoxicated look on his face: "Come on, just keep going, I'm ready!"

"........."

Cyril's expression also became indescribable at this moment.

It is also thanks to the beautiful face in the human form of Mr. Magician.

Once such a brazen action is done by him, it won't look too ugly, it's just a little...a little bit of a beating!

After coming back ten years later, Cyril found that he was standing too close to Lord Merlin who was against the wall.

Before that, ten years later, he pushed the magician into a corner step by step, and finally stopped here.

Of course.

What you do is by no means ambiguous.Cyril was absolutely sure of this.

Because, the palm print-like cracks on the wall next to the magician's head are the most straightforward evidence.

boom!

"Do you really want me to continue?"

Cyril smiled again, and his tone was so gentle and amiable.

but.

The magician, who was quiet all of a sudden, squinted quietly, and quite coincidentally captured the afterimages of a few slags falling from the broken wall.

Merlin quietly swallowed again: "..."

Not long ago, he felt the coldness creeping up from his back to his shoulders. He roughly recalled the loud noise when his lover who had returned to his original appearance slapped the wall with his hand, as well as his sorrow and joy at that moment. Complicated emotions.

"Honey." Merlin laughed, his eyes curved, but the corners of his mouth twitched invisibly: "Take it easy, your hand...don't hurt when you slap it."

Cyril remained calm: "There is no pain, I think this strength is very appropriate."

The joy of seeing relatives was completely disturbed by His Excellency Merlin.

Well, not angry, he wasn't angry.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed again.

However, such "closeness" probably did not suit Merlin's wishes.

He felt oppression—albeit less than the oppression emanating from his darling ten years later—plus a very terrifying aura.

Merlin (trying to open his eyes wide, blinking, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead): "I was wrong. I will reflect on myself."

Cyril stared steadily at the magician, who was always not being honest, until he was in a cold sweat.

Finally, when Merlin began to think about how to get out of the dangerous situation this time, the lover, who became more imposing when facing him, let out a soft snort, put down his hand, and once again retreated to the safe area where he was polite but not less alienated.

Although it was considered a good thing, Merlin's mood was ups and downs, and he still couldn't be happy.

"I won't mess with you anymore."

Cyril moved his wrist in a subtle way, not wanting the magician to find out that the slap he slapped just now made his hand ache.

What's more, he probably won't use his current body ten years later, but will be taller than his current body.He couldn't accurately hit the center of the palm print left by him, and due to height restrictions, he fell a few centimeters...

This detail made him subtly feel hot on his face, and before the magician noticed, he quickly withdrew his hand and pretended nothing happened.

"What about the others, what have I done since I came here ten years later?"

The topic changed quietly, and Merlin really didn't notice it as he wished.

"You in ten years..."

Recalling what happened exactly 5 minutes ago, Merlin couldn't help but pause at the beginning of his words.

He would have had a lot to say.

It can be mentioned that the lover ten years later has returned to his former appearance, with a radiant demeanor, even better than before.That is exactly what he, who hid in the Tower of the End, has been thinking about for thousands of years and cannot forget.

You can also pretend to be calm and talk about how shocking you were at that time, as if it was a lifetime away.Even at that moment, there was quite a bit of utter admiration in my heart, which was directed at a certain woman called a witch.

After all, Morgan succeeded and did what he wanted to do but failed to do, which can be regarded as making up for their common regret.

Well, Morgan certainly wouldn't allow him to include himself, but he really meant it.

Relieved, thankful...and grateful.

Even if the Witch herself was even more unlikely to accept it, at least Merlin was grateful to her for the moment after discovering this.

"—Well, ten years later, Your Excellency the Duke, you are still so beautiful, it makes my heart move."

"..."

Cyril was slightly taken aback.

The magician's words were brisk, and it sounded rather sloppy.But he couldn't speak out to accuse him of his sudden inaccuracy, just because there were something more in the other party's eyes that hadn't surfaced before.

Moreover, Merlin quickly returned to the topic by himself.

"I think, rather than asking me to tell you what happened just now, it's better for you to see it with your own eyes." He Chen suggested: "Because my eyes have been lingering on you in the future, it is inevitable that I will overlook some details."

"...Ah, that's fine."

Xiril immediately understood what Merlin meant, hesitated for a moment, and then did not refuse.

He also has some curiosity about himself ten years later.

It's not just curiosity about the "future", but to a greater extent, what he will do ten years later-this matter is full of desire to explore.

Cyril found out as soon as he came back.

Except for Merlin who was shivering (?) in the corner, they were still in the corner of Bingsheng Middle School.In addition, the group of people who were wreaking havoc on the playground 5 minutes ago disappeared without a trace!

Even Kyouya Hibari, the bad boy who was the least likely to give up in Cyril's view, didn't see a shadow.

This is incredible.

Really, something that happened in 5 minutes?

To create such an empty scene, presumably, the reason can only come from him ten years later who can only be defined as an uncertain factor.

Since the time to find out the truth was postponed until night, Cyril didn't have to delay in school any longer, and chose to go directly to Sawada's house.

He was turning around, and took a few steps forward before thinking of turning around, asking the Lord Merlin who suddenly appeared what he planned to do.

Don't get me wrong, this has no intention of inviting him to go back to Sawada's house with me.

Your Excellency Merlin didn't continue to talk about his wife. Although he looked like he was struggling with other things now, Cyril felt inexplicably relieved.

"you……"

Unexpectedly, he just turned around.

As far as he could see, there was no sign of the magician.

Well, that's rare.

Your Excellency Merlin probably thought very self-aware that he should be in a state of hiding and disappearing now.So without Cyril's reminder, he slipped away quietly by himself.

Cyril looked at the empty ground, moved his eyes up, and landed on the wall where the palm prints remained.

Somehow.

"...Pfft."

A very soft voice sounded, as if a certain young man couldn't hold back his laughter.

Hmm, fortunately, this detail was not discovered by the magician.It doesn't matter even if it is discovered, after all, Cyril will never admit it, and he has such unreasonable thoughts again, thinking that the shivering magician is unexpectedly cute.

This kind of shriveled image is more suitable for a magician who makes him angry all day long.

Before really walking back, Cyril faced the appalling wall and rubbed his face carelessly.

No matter what his expression was before, in short, when he raised his head and faced the back again, his lips were pursed. From the tight lip line to the eyes looking straight ahead, there was a solemn seriousness.

……

That night, at Sawada's house.

A large group of people are still sitting around the dining table, eating lively...

Ah, no.

What happened tonight?It was inexplicably deserted.

Those young children were eating honestly, they didn't fight around the dining table, they didn't take out their guns, they babbled and threw them at others.

Cyrillic:"?"

Among them, there are still a few meaningful sights.

Needless to say, there must be a certain baby's over-mature gaze, as if it can easily see through the hearts of others.

Oh, and this time, someone's evasive prying eyes were added as an extra.

Because Sawada Tsunayoshi is really not good at hiding himself.As long as he peeked quietly at the dinner table, Cyril, who was sitting opposite him, would notice it immediately.

Cyrillic:"……"

He wanted to give Tsunayoshi Sawada a face, so he didn't say it directly even if he felt uncomfortable.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's reaction was obviously not right.

In other words, there was something wrong with everyone's reactions tonight, but Tsunayoshi Sawada was particularly abrupt in it, which made it obvious.

"Hehe, everyone is very well-behaved tonight."

The only thing that is still the same as usual, should be Mrs. Nana.

Madam's heart seems to be wider and more tolerant than the endless sea, even if her son returns home tomorrow as a girl, she will not be surprised, let alone a mere silence.

Cyril: "Yeah, I'm not used to it."

"Did something unexpected happen today while I was away?"

Cyril agreed and began to observe the reactions of others.

When was he not around?Only those who were there at the time knew.

At that time, something unbelievable happened, and it was even more surprising than the 5-minute exchange between the present and the future, which everyone is almost used to and needn’t be surprised——

"Yes, the stupid gang was..."

"Re, Reborn!!!"

Reborn only spoke five words in total, and the boy whose name was mentioned suddenly stood up and yelled out as if breaking down.

Cyril interpreted it silently: Well, besides collapse, there is also shyness, shyness, and shyness...

……Um? ?

The shyness of the young man as if being molested surprised Cyril who obviously would never do such a thing.

"Ugh, I'm full and I'm going back to my room—"

thump, thump, Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and rushed straight to the second floor.And because he was too emotional, he closed the door with a bang, and the vibration could be heard even on the first floor.

Cyril (groaning): "Well, it's strange."

He thought about it again, and determined that even after ten years, it was impossible for him to transform into a boring adult who would intimidate minors.

Then, there must be some misunderstanding.

Reborn must know the details, but seeing him teasing the poor student openly, Cyril chose to continue to keep him at a respectful distance.

that's it.

This unusually deserted dinner was over, and Cyril helped the women clean up, stayed for a while, and then returned to the small house he placed in the yard.

Cyril went to bed early tonight.

More things happened in this day than usual, so even if you hide your thoughts, the fatigue will come more and faster.

After setting the barrier that would wake him up whenever there was movement in Tsunayoshi Sawada's room, Cyril lay on the bed after washing.

Listening to the regular chirping of insects from outside the room, the tranquility of summer came one after another.

Soon, he gradually closed his eyes.

The phantom that had been waiting for him dragged his consciousness into the vortex.

The same light and scenery as in the afternoon, suddenly came to the front...

"what?"

The first sound he made was surprise.

Cyril originally thought that he would use the third-person perspective of a non-existent bystander to witness the whole process of the 5 minutes when he was not there.

As a result, this is not the case.

Your Excellency Merlin may be trying to make him feel more substituting, since he put his consciousness into the perspective of someone who was present at that time.

—that is, Merlin himself.

After the initial surprise, Cyril quickly entered the state, and he really didn't want to tangle with Merlin. He hesitated at that time, and then let himself be firmly held by the rocket launcher ten years later.

There is no need.

and……

coming!

At this time, the perspective of Merlin, who was replaced by Cyril, was just right.

Because they were standing together.

The pink smoke that opened at first diffused and then slowly disappeared. Cyril found that the "he" here looked at the blurry figure coming out of the smoke for the first time.

It's so strange, obviously he is also "myself", and the only consciousness here is that he also has some small excitement...

came, appeared.

"Huh? Not Mordred?"

For me, this voice is too familiar, so familiar that he always feels that he is talking to a hallucination.

Oh, and they haven't started a conversation yet.Perhaps for others who are here, this voice is really soft and sweet, like spring water flowing lightly, sweeping away the dust in the heart, very rhythmic.

Then, the figure of the visitor stepped out of the smoke that still remained, and became completely clear.

Look up.

The same souls trembled in the close collision.

No... just him?

It was difficult for Cyril to distinguish whether the trembling in his heart at this time was only temporarily attached to him, or the magician's own emotions were mixed into it.

It cannot be denied that the latter is more likely.

Just when he was troubled by this wonderful mood, he couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

"Oh!"

Cyril (suddenly awake): "...Huh? Huh? Oops!"

It's all because of his inattention, why did the Skylark boy who was glimpsed out of the corner of his eye disappear when he raised his head?

Cyril didn't really want to accept the fact that Skylark was mercilessly taken away by himself ten years later.

Not even letting someone finish a line of anger, this is really...

Uh, uh, too aggressive?

The movement of raising his head was actually not his own, although at this point in time, their thoughts coincided.

Cyril could probably feel the astonishment and disappointment that the Lord Magician suddenly felt after the shock.

"Duke...Your Excellency?"

Sure enough, ten years later, he himself did not pay attention to Lord Merlin.

The owner of this figure who passed by the magician without pausing seemed to be a little more calm and unrestrained than he was ten years ago.

Regardless of how heartbroken Lord Merlin was at that time, Cyril traced the past, full of anticipation.

So, the next moment.

And he saw—

His expression went from dull to dull... At last, he suddenly reacted, and Tsunayoshi Sawada, whose face was full of panic for a moment.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "You, you, you, you, you... the eyes that seem to have met before, although I really want to hurry up and complain, but what is the familiar feeling——Wow!"

Cyrillic:"……!"

So, he finally understood why the boy would look at him with a panicked and nervous expression when he saw him at night.

oops.

Cyril sighed in his heart.

No wonder.It turned out to be like this.It really deserves to be - "I".

"Oh, no wonder, it turned out to be like this."

The words that coincided with the thoughts in his heart came from his mouth ten years later.

By the way, I would like to add that it came from the mouth of the boy who brought the dazed Sawada boy over after ten years and examined his whole body carefully.

Such a rigorous and serious attitude is worthy of him.

"Is this the time? It hasn't been cleared yet. Well, I see."

Gentle and polite words, a bright and moving smile, and clear and soft eyes, even if there is only one of the three, it is enough to heal the frightened heart of the teenager.

But whether Sawada boy's heart has recovered to the original level, I don't know.

The blond youth who came from the future took a second to chase away the lark boy who would waste most of his time, and then spent another 2 minutes to check Sawada boy's body and obtain information.

Spend another minute negotiating with the little baby present, and ask the little baby to take away the children, including Sawada Tsunayoshi, who burst into tears and blushed inexplicably.

In the end, there was 1 minute and 59 seconds left.

The magician, who had been ignored for three minutes and one second, took up so much of the remaining time by himself—but it was unfortunate.At that time, Your Excellency Merlin did not say what he really wanted to say.

It's not all about being overly emotional.

And roots.

The reason is unknown, but Merlin was completely suppressed.

"It's so rare that I actually saw your face when you were crying... If necessary, I can avoid my eyes."

"Need not."

Cyril opened his mouth unconsciously, was led by the magician, and uttered a voice that didn't belong to him: "I always thought I didn't have this function, it's too human."

"Tears are not far from me. I have seen too many human beings shed tears. I once thought that this unconscious feature would only appear when I was sad."

"This shows that your observation is not deep enough."

"Yes."

"He" said, laughing.

"Until now, I realized deeply that joy can also evoke sadness, and the joy of being able to see such a perfect you again can only be expressed by tears. I don't know how long I have been waiting, and it finally came this moment."

"I know that in your eyes, only me who has recovered my original appearance is the real Cyril Cornwall."

"Not so."

"That's because you don't understand. You haven't really learned those complicated feelings, so you will be deceived by guilt. Your Excellency Merlin, what I want to tell you is that your 'love' for me has always been nothing but guilt."

"No, it's not like that, it's the only thing I'm absolutely sure of—listen to me."

In this short period of time that Cyril did not know, such a conversation actually took place.

"It's just because there are some words that I have always been afraid of and timid, so I can only... say them to you at this time."

"I can't forget that I let go of your hand. I will always beg your forgiveness, Your Excellency. I have brought the distance between you and me closer without authorization. All of these are due to the strange emotion that you have denied. "

The magician should be smiling: "I remember the poem you read to me."

he whispered.

Cyril didn't think of it.

He didn't expect that Merlin would use this method to let him understand his intentions, and the scenario he imagined was even more different from reality.

There is no need to distinguish, the consciousness attached to him can feel the real feelings in his heart in the most direct way:

"This heart's admiration for you is like a moth to the stars, and like the night to the dawn."

"..."

"You."

Just when Cyril's soul trembled again.

It was him, but not quite him, the blond young man, finally stepped forward and walked towards him.

I couldn't tell for a while.

Does this handsome and cold duke come from the past or the future?