I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

What happened to the "white guy"...

This question really made the blond boy Giotto, who was stuck on the wall, fall into deep thought.

"It's the teacher's assistant, it seems like someone the teacher knew before, that's it?"

After pondering, he gave such an ordinary answer, obviously, Mordred would not be satisfied.

"Needless to say things that are easy to understand at a glance, what I want to know is——uh, um, what do I want to know?"

While speaking dissatisfiedly, the voice of the blond bad girl's head suddenly froze.

She probably couldn't describe her depressed mood at this moment, and she couldn't figure out what was going on. She just felt that it was not a good thing for her uncle, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, to get together with Bai Huahua, and it was necessary to carry them behind her back. , Look for the kid who should know something to inquire about the news.

Giotto: "Yes, what do you want to know?"

He tilted his head, showing that the person who asked the question didn't know what he wanted to ask, so he looked a little troubled.

Mordred (confused): "It should be, that is, how did that white flower get mixed up with my uncle, and—"

"Their relationship—that's the question, isn't it?"

This amazing voice came from the side, not from Giotto's mouth.

G interjected, causing Giotto and Sister Mordred to change their faces when they heard the sound, which hit the nail on the head.

"G?!"

"Whoa, redhead, what did you say?"

All of a sudden, it became the place where the eyes gathered, and the red-haired boy who was doing a good job of cleaning did not show any timidity. Instead, he raised the corners of his eyes, showing a calm expression that he had been aware of for a long time.

"I've been thinking about this question since a few years ago, so it's not surprising that I can guess it."

If a lighted cigarette was stuffed between his fingers to match his inscrutable expression at this time, it would be a perfect match.

"The atmosphere between these two grown-ups is really strange. Don't tell me you haven't noticed, Giotto."

"No, why are you talking about this all of a sudden..." Giotto said, "Well, I did find out that the teacher and Mr. Merlin seem to have a complicated relationship."

Leaving aside his seemingly inadvertently mentioned "complicated" exit, Mordred, who had a simple brain circuit, felt inexplicably tense when he heard it, and began to feel something was wrong.

G put down the things in his hand, turned around, and the two teenagers met with eyes that seemed to be in tacit understanding.

"I heard their conversation intermittently before. Although I didn't finish listening, I can guess the general content."

"Ah, wouldn't it be nice for us to discuss this behind our backs like this—"

"Come on, what to pretend, you must be curious, Giotto. Just take this opportunity, let's talk about it, let's solve the doubts that have plagued me for five years!"

"G, I didn't expect you to hold it back for so long... Well, since you've said that, I'll cooperate with the harmless things."

Unexpectedly, the sudden question raised by an unknown person directly aroused a strong sympathy from the clinic's duo of handymen.

They didn't need Mordred to ask. After opening up the conversation, they quickly did their ideological work, and they discussed enthusiastically in a place where the parties were not there.

Apparently, this topic - they are also very interested!

Although the result was good, Mordred always felt that he was ignored and was very upset: "Huh? Hello??? You!"

Anyway, no one has come to the clinic yet, so it is a relatively leisurely day.

G does not go to clean for the time being, and Giotto also does not go to the pharmacy to make medicine for the time being.

"About a year ago, when I was helping the doctor on errands and came back with something, I happened to hear the doctor and Mr. Merlin talking."

"Well, then what?"

"Then, I heard several words."

G's expression became serious unconsciously, and the listener couldn't help being infected by the solemn atmosphere, raised his heart, and his expression became dignified.

"It was Mr. Merlin who spoke first, and he said something—'forgiveness,' 'interest,' and, 'Only this time, there will be no next time'."

Giotto: "Huh?"

Mordred: "Hey!"

"Then, Dr. Cyril didn't seem to answer for a long time. I didn't see his face, and I didn't see what they were doing clearly. When I was about to walk over, I heard the doctor say, 'Borrow...' 'Impossible There's ''not enough'' 'you go, there's no next time' and stuff like that."

Giotto: "Huh??"

Mordred: "Huh??!"

What kind of gibberish... no, weird excerpts?

It’s okay to pick it out alone, but why do you feel that something is wrong no matter how you put it together?

"I've really been troubled for a long time." G said in a deep voice that he had kept his doubts in his heart for a long time. "If you were just a friend, you wouldn't say such a thing, would you?"

"Hmm... yes, it seems that something outside of daily life is involved."

"What do you mean, hey, why didn't I understand at all???"

"The answer is already obvious."

"what?"

"Obviously, if I'm not mistaken—ah, I'm finally able to say this sentence that I've been holding back for hundreds of days. I'm so happy—"

Excited, apprehensive, nervous...

He was so immersed in his own meeting that G didn't realize at all that he was always providing information, and Giotto responded cooperatively without revealing a single piece of information.

He didn't have to suffocate his thoughts in his chest.

Under the curious and shocked eyes of the audience, he can say it aloud——

"Doctor Cyril and Mr. Merlin must be friends. But...Merlin must have borrowed money from the doctor, but didn't repay him with interest, which almost broke the friendship between the two of them, so it is Such a complicated and delicate relationship!"

At first glance, what a well-founded and reasonable speculation this is!

Connecting the key words heard by one ear together, there is not only a complete plot and logic, but also ups and downs of emotional conflicts, it is really... perfect!

——Although, the expressions of the audience who were still very excited before were all frozen at this moment, as if someone had been poured a bucket of ice water over their heads.

"..."

"..."

"Mr. Merlin, it should be, you don't need to borrow money from the teacher, right?"

Giotto is worthy of being G's good brother. Even though he was full of desire to complain, he still opened his mouth and expressed his dissent tactfully.

Mordred was different.

She felt like an inflated balloon. She was still in high spirits, but when her emotions climbed to the peak, the balloon was punctured by the red-haired boy's extremely unpleasant words.

Boom!Just like that, it exploded instantly.

"I'm really stupid to listen to your kid here seriously!"

The eldest sister who felt that she had wasted time was very angry.

She clenched her fist angrily, as if she wanted to beat the imaginative red-haired kid, but before the fist fell, she forcibly held back.

"Forget it, don't care! Asking you is like asking for nothing, I might as well go and see for myself!"

"Uh, that—"

Giotto raised his hand subconsciously, but not surprisingly, he failed to stop the blond lady from knocking on the door aggressively.

Moreover, G, who expressed his speculation but was not recognized, seemed a little unconvinced.He said, "What, it's obviously very reasonable, no, I'm going to observe it too!", and ran out.

Because of the suddenness of the incident and the speed with which the two men ran, Giotto had no time to stop him...

"Pfft."

……Wait a moment.

How did this strange sound suddenly appear?

No, um, probably not, this must be an illusion.

Raising his head, the blond boy with a worried expression on his face glanced at the wide open door, then walked over quickly——

With a snap, he closed the door.

"Well, it seems that I am the only one guarding the gate during the day."

It seems that he will be very busy, but Giotto has always been diligent and capable. Even if he is the only one staying in the clinic, it is completely enough to cope with the busyness of the whole day.

However.

Giotto, who is busy and full, occasionally thinks of the two who rushed out without hesitation.

"Ugh."

He sighed regretfully again, but his tone didn't seem to have much sincerity, instead...

"G, I'm still too impulsive. The new lady...well, it's the same."

As a student of Dr. Cyril, Giotto, who gradually grew up, became more and more inconspicuous. He seemed to know everything and see through everything, but he just didn't say anything.

After all, it's harmless.

By the way.

If Merlin was here and witnessed all this, he would definitely click his tongue twice with complicated emotions.

Giotto, this boy, he hasn't learned much from his teacher, and he has learned eight out of ten of what he shouldn't have learned...

—Oh no, not at all.

——The teacher who is perfect, pure and noble, any good adjectives can be applied to him is not an exaggeration.How could such a perfect existence have the disadvantage of allowing students to follow suit!

--No!There is no way!The case has been solved, the truth can only be that the nature of being a student is like this, if you learn to be bad by yourself, the seedlings are crooked in the first place, and of course they will grow crooked when they grow.

"Miao Miao, who is crooked in nature": "Why do I feel like someone is saying bad things behind my back?"

Well.

This is also an illusion, an illusion.

*****

This time the distance was not far, so Mordred didn't need someone to lead the way, so he found it by himself.

When she saw her uncle's back from a distance, unexpectedly, she didn't rush over immediately, but reflexively, she subconsciously hid behind the concealment——

nonsense!They all said that they had to observe with their own eyes, so of course they couldn't blatantly approach it.

Be low-key and concealed, so that you can see the unobstructed truth and not be influenced by foreign objects and distracting thoughts.

Excluding the suspected sneaky behavior of jumping behind a low wall, it is not acceptable to her usual style of behavior, but there is no way to deal with special circumstances! ——Mordred's idea is reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it.

The wall could completely cover her figure, so Mordred quietly poked his head out from behind the wall, so that his eyes could clearly see the scene ahead.

What uncle was doing there was obvious at a glance.

However, with his paws digging at the wall, the lines between Mordred's brows were still there, and there was still a trace of doubt in his green eyes.

This is a flat street. To be honest, the environment is quite bad.

The dilapidated and low buildings on both sides are secondary. If it wasn’t for looking for someone, Mordred would have raised his eyebrows the moment he stepped here because of the pungent smell and the hard-to-get-out sewage. Showing a little disgusted expression.

However, even Mordred, who is actually not that particular, can't help but have some opinions on this environment. She didn't expect that, in her opinion, her uncle, who should be more particular, didn't respond at all.

I don't know how long it lasted, but from the time Mordred came to observe it for a long time now, not far away, the blond youth kneeling on one knee and squatting on the ground has always been concentrating.

The hem of his long white coat almost fell to the ground, and perhaps he was accidentally stepped on a few times, leaving extremely unsightly shoe prints and smudges of unknown composition, but he didn't notice it.

Holding the shoulders of the children in front of him, he was talking to them seriously, and he touched the children's faces with his right hand, as if he was doing a careful inspection, so that he had no other thoughts.

Just across from the blond youth that Mordred was paying attention to, there was another person that could not be ignored.

For a person like a magician, even if he keeps his mouth shut and stays aside honestly, he still has a distinct sense of presence and will never be ignored by others.

Not to mention, the white magician, who Mordred disliked no matter what he looked at, didn't just stay there. Instead, he blatantly stood beside the blond young man, trying to stick close to him.

When Cyril was busy, he was not idle.

Bending down, resting his hands on his bent knees, the white-haired magician, who also let the corners of his windbreaker hang down on the ground, maintained this exhausting posture, and together with Cyril, said to the children standing all over the ground. talking.

Both of them had kind smiles on their faces, they were extraordinarily kind and gentle, naturally they were very popular with the children.

Due to the large number of people, each of them was responsible for a child, and there was almost no communication with each other, but there was a very short-term eye contact.

Most of the time, it was the white-haired man who took the time to cast his gaze to the side while talking.And not long after, the person being watched seemed to be aware of it, and returned his gaze calmly and calmly.

They didn't say anything to each other, and their eyes quickly moved away, as if there was no slight ripple.

However, if anyone looks at it, they will feel that the two have a tacit understanding that does not require words to communicate.

Oh.

Just in time, Mordred, who couldn't help clamping the wall even tighter, opened his eyes wide, and saw an extremely incredible scene that could almost be described as being struck by lightning——

Bai Huahua... hateful, cunning, insidious Bai Huahua!

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his sinful claws brightly, and touched... on the face of the defenseless uncle! ! !

Mordred: "??!!"

Just a little bit, she yelled "Aww" and rushed forward.

The main reason why she didn't rush out aggressively was not because she was calm and rational and restrained herself.Instead, a red-haired kid appeared from behind. The kid hid with her and said in a low voice, "Shut up, you're about to be discovered!"

Mordred: "..."

"What are you doing—" he opened his mouth, realizing that his voice was a bit loud, and Mordred turned down the volume again.

"Hey, redhead, you... your name is G, right? Hey, why are you here to join in the fun?"

G wasn't angry at all, he just said, big sister, shhh, keep your voice down.

When he came over, he squatted very consciously behind Mordred, hiding here with her and quietly looking forward.

"As expected, counting the time, it's about the same. The doctor didn't say where he was going before he left, but he came here again."

"what?"

Mordred frowned when he heard this thoughtless self-talk, and asked, "What do you know, tell me?"

"Since traces of the disease were found here five years ago, doctors have come to these blocks every six months to give people free physical examinations."

G said: "Although most people felt that he was too cautious, and it was too troublesome to do it this way, they felt sorry and were embarrassed to take up his time, but the doctor insisted on himself, and this matter gradually began to be fixed."

"What...it feels like a big battle."

Mordred still didn't quite understand the situation, but when he heard about it from G, he was still taken aback, and subconsciously felt that it was really troublesome.

The key point is, forget about the trouble, she heard that this is a completely voluntary voluntary act of the uncle, without any reward.

Really... won't you be tired?It's just asking for guilt.

Mordred had learned from the two little ghosts before that his uncle opened a clinic but hardly made any money.

At that time, I felt that it was a thankless effort for him to do so, and he would be exhausted to death.The result is far more than that. It turns out that my uncle is still busy working in vain from time to time.

This... really doesn't matter!

Mordred thought so, and his expression changed slightly.

"However, every time the child comes first for the examination, this is also the doctor's insistence."

"Huh? Yeah."

Mordred looked further ahead.

The uncle (and Bai Huahua) are surrounded by children, and this has long been discovered.But she didn't understand what was going on until she heard G's explanation.

This led to the complexities in the gaze she cast this time.

"Uncle, he..."

For some reason, Mordred suddenly asked such a sentence.

There was a short pause in the middle, as if to cover up something.She said later: "Let the children take priority, and still smile at them, showing such a gentle expression..."

Talking to them so close, touching their face, patting their head, and more interactions—

Mordred did not say the latter words.

But from her expressionless face, she wrinkled her nose, let out a sound of dissatisfaction from her nasal cavity, and began to rub her fingers on the wall again, groping and digging, and so on. It can be seen from the details: Mo Dredd was a little unhappy.

In other words, she felt a little bit—unbalanced.

The reason for Mordred's imbalance is also very easy to guess.

The uncle is her own uncle, and she is the favorite child brought by her uncle (the older brothers and sisters are all ignored).

Uncle used to love her the most, she was the one who cared the most at home, she was the one who touched and hugged the most, and she was the one who occupied uncle's arms... In short, she was everything.

However, during this meeting, Mordred was surprised that he was neither touched, cared for, nor hugged by his uncle to feel the warmth.

Instead, she was trained.

I was taught a strict lesson all day, all day!

This way, the treatment is completely different from what he imagined. How could Mordred's psychology be balanced.

Mordred (pulling at the wall, pouting): "Um..."

Before she made a strange sound to scare others, the follow-up information brought by G made Mordred stop again.

"Oh, the doctor likes children very much. I heard him say several times that when he sees these children, he can't help but want to care about them, because he thinks of his juniors, nephews, and nieces."

Mordred: "...!!!"

She seemed to be resurrected in a second, and her whole body was full of energy, and her eyes were even more shining, as if she had been waxed inside.

"Haha! I knew my uncle liked me very much, well, it's only natural!"

"Then what, big sister, can you lower your voice..."

"Hahahaha-"

I'm sorry, Mordred is very high-spirited now, completely forgetting that he is in the process of "secret observation".

but.

G, this kid, I can't figure out whether he is here to make her happy, or to throw her cold water, or both?

"Well, I almost forgot, I came here to investigate further. The relationship between Dr. Cyril and Mr. Merlin—huh? Could it be?!"

Mordred: "What are you doing?"

With excitement and the excitement of knowing that nothing would defeat her, Miss Mordred turned her head again and casually looked at her uncle.

"..."

The heat drops sharply below zero degrees Celsius first.

She froze.

Immediately afterwards, there was probably a buffer for a second or two.

The heat that fell to the freezing point was supported by an extremely large combustible energy source, and in an instant, it produced the terrifying effect of a fireworks explosion and a volcanic eruption.

She exploded.

There is no other reason, but because the scene that catches my eyes at this moment is so eye-catching, far surpassing the shock when I saw Bai Huahua stretching out her claws to touch her uncle's face—well, to wipe his sweat off.

Mordred saw that the uncle who had been squatting for so long seemed to have finally come to an end of the task, straightened his waist, and wanted to stand up.

However, his feet were probably numb.

When standing up, because of this inconspicuous detail, the blond youth suddenly swayed before he stood still, and fell forward——

Coincidentally, that is the direction where Magician Baihuahua is.

"Don't worry, I'll catch you."

As if waiting there specially, the hateful and sinister Bai Huahua hugged her uncle accurately and firmly, and said the extremely hateful line above.

That guy's hand didn't let go immediately.

At the same time, the children laughed out of nowhere.

Mordred: "..."

"........."

"Clarent Blood Arthur (rebellion against my gorgeous father)!!!"