Let the whole universe drop SAN together

Igor originally believed that he could calmly face the questions from his old friends.

But, but.

Anyway, Garcia's shocked expression is too exaggerated...

It was as if he saw the sun rise from the west, saw the meteorite hit his door, and saw the green leafy trees in the north suddenly grow flowers in winter.

"You can't do it." Igor couldn't help complaining.

"I'm not." Garcia said in a trance, "tell me again, what's your relationship with that guy?"

"..."

"God," said the doctor, "God, God!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but amidst Garcia's repeated exclamations, the sound of the water in the bathroom seemed to be a little quieter, as if the people inside heard something worth noting.

Igor said quickly: "Calm down."

"I can't calm down!" Garcia slapped the sofa violently, shaking the little belly that had been raised in the office for many years, "Are you getting out of the order now? Or is it at this time? Who is he? ? A succubus?"

"..."

"We all thought you would be single forever." Garcia said sadly, "Me, Nixon and your old boss Conan, we bet when will you realize the beauty of love."

"Nixon said at least the next life, I bet on the next life."

"..."

"But obviously, neither the most beautiful Omega nor the most handsome Alpha can tempt you. You are like a robot made of steel. If it is a demon, how did he attract you?"

Igor looked at him blankly.

"Okay okay," Garcia said, "but you still have to tell me, what's going on?"

"It's a complicated story."

Garcia smiled ambiguously: "It's a very complicated love story."

"Anyway, let's try to be together now."

"Why try?"

"Because..." Igor snapped, "Because I have no experience, I think he should have no experience either."

While speaking, the sound of running water in the bathroom completely stopped.

Garcia immediately turned his head and saw that the young man who had knocked on the door had already come out.He no longer exudes an unmistakable smell of the sea, because he seems to be still hot because he just took a shower, but the doctor's attempt to see his face has completely failed.

——The black robe on this young man seemed to grow on him, wrapping him tightly.Garcia could only see his bloodless fingertips slowly tidying up the corners of his sleeves, and the small half of his face exposed under the electric light.The skin on that face was as pale as his hands, suggesting something inanimate.

The doctor was silent for a moment.

Igor noticed that he raised his hand and rubbed his right temple.

"Thank you for the bathroom," said Azathoth.

He seemed oblivious to the conversation they had just had.

Garcia coughed dryly: "It's very late." He stood up awkwardly, "Why don't you go to bed first and study Igor's legs tomorrow morning? Or do you have something urgent tomorrow?"

Igor subconsciously looked at Azathoth.

Garcia tightened his grip on the back of the sofa, and also looked at Azathoth.

Azathoth nodded indifferently: "Then tomorrow."

He himself does not need to rest, but whether it is Igor or Garcia, it should be best to work when he is full of energy.

"The guest room is the second room to the right when you go left," Garcia said.

Azathoth glanced at him, and walked towards the guest room first.

Igor frowned slightly, and took two quick steps to keep up with him.

Garcia grabbed his old friend's arm.

He winked at the young man, led him slowly to a place close to the balcony, and then gently closed the door.

"... Who the hell is he?" the doctor asked again.

The marks between Igor's eyebrows deepened: "Sorry. Did you misunderstand something?"

"I think...I think," Garcia took two nervous steps, the icy wind at night made the fear in his heart subside a little, "I don't think he's a living person. Wait, don't rush to refute, it doesn't matter. I'm not kidding, Igor. You know my eyes, right? This right eye still occasionally has the ability to predict, and I saw you, or the scene where he knocked on the door and came here yesterday."

"But in the picture I saw, there was a full moon hanging in the sky, but there is no moon tonight. I also saw the shadow behind him...he..."

Garcia took a deep breath and couldn't continue.

Igor still frowned tightly, as if thinking about something.

Garcia looked at his expression, and suddenly realized after a while: "You know? You know he has a problem?"

Igor said slowly, "I trust him, you should trust my judgment."

"Although I can't tell you why, Garcia... because I haven't figured it out myself."

They stared at each other quietly for a moment on this moonless night.

The stars in the sky blinked and looked down condescendingly.

"Well, I can ignore this for the time being." Garcia pulled his hair in pain, "but it's because I believe you, Igor, no matter why. But he will be your boyfriend, he even Maybe it's not a human being, could it be that the succubus I mentioned earlier came true? He confused you?"

"I don't recommend you say that in front of him," Igor said.

Garcia said sharply: "Is he dangerous?"

"..."

"What about you?" Garcia almost said, 'Did he force you? ', but Igor's expression of disapproval made him swallow this inappropriate sentence.

Igor made a pause gesture: "I think you think too much, Garcia, I don't want you to disturb him because I respect him and he doesn't want to be disturbed. As for other things, I can only say everything It’s all a voluntary decision on my part.”

He didn't say more, because for an adult who has perfected the three views for many years, it is difficult to change the other party's cognition with empty words.

Igor is only worried about whether such a misunderstanding will make Azathoth feel unhappy.

When Igor returned to the guest room, Azathoth leaned against the head of the bed and looked straight at him.

"I apologize for my friend's gaffe." The young man walked over and sat down beside him. "I will try to make him understand this."

"It doesn't matter." The god said, "I don't care."

"But I care." Igor said, "His speculation is very unreasonable."

"is it?"

"You wouldn't do that."

Azathoth suddenly showed a mischievous smile.

"Don't you think it's quite interesting?" He leaned close to Igor's ear and said vaguely, propping his body with his right hand while his left hand gently stroked the warm, slender human neck dripping with blood, "No one would start from a Starting to look at our relationship as normal, I know my image is misleading."

Igor: "...that's a mistake in their thinking."

"I don't think so. Their love for you is also what I find interesting. This is a good thing for you, Igor." While speaking, Azathoth ran his fingers through Igor's gray hair , and finally pressed on the back of his head, "Of course, if their misunderstanding becomes deeper in the next period of time, it's not my fault."

Igor looked at him fixedly.

"...Of course." After a while, he said meekly, "That will never be your fault."

**

A translucent screen emitting a gloomy light spread out in front of Hugo.

He read the text above and fell into thought. 【He is a good-tempered evil god, but occasionally has some evil tastes.

He protects his loved ones.

"I can save you. I can let you live." The evil god lifted the human's chin and looked at him with a smile. "But what can you give me?"

The young man half-kneeled in front of Him and lowered his eyes.

"I'll give you everything I have," he said.

He fulfills wishes for the human beings He loves.

"Can you save that girl?" The human kneeling in front of the throne said respectfully, "I beg you."

The evil god stroked his beloved's hair.

"Why?" He asked.

"...She's like my sister."

"It really touched me," said God, "I promise you that she will be saved, and you will pay the price."

He protects His beloved from possible dangers.

The human's face was contorted from the pain beyond the limit, and sweat and tears flowed down his hair.However, he was not allowed to hide, nor was he allowed to curl up his body. He could only passively endure such severe pain, and said intermittently when the unbearable scars were carved: "Thank you...for your...gift."

"It's for your own good," said the evil god. He bent down and wiped away the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes with his lips, and held a broken bone that was forcibly grabbed out of human flesh and blood. "This thing will make you stronger and stronger. The weaker you are, I will help you solve the trouble in advance."

Although he is a gentle evil god, he also has some evil tastes occasionally.

"So which tentacle do you like more? The ones here or the ones over there? Why don't we all come and experience it."】

Hugo typed the last line, and then decisively pressed the delete key.

It's terrible, the impact of human bloody novels is really terrible.

However, just one second before this text disappeared, it received a text message from a familiar number.

The bionic man receives the information from the mobile terminal without any delay.

Azathoth: Although it is OOC, it is well written.

Hugo: ...

It cursed loudly in the middle of the night when it didn't need sleep.

Then the thinking of the bionic man quickly converted into words: "Did you get it real?"

Azathoth sent it a middle-aged and elderly emoticon package without saying anything.

Hugo: You went to his friend's house now?Does Viscount Joyce ignore it?

Azathoth: Check Igor's leg first, don't worry.They all think that I have done many horrible things to Igor.

Combining what he wrote, the bionic man quickly understood what the evil god didn't say clearly. It laughed and rolled off the bed, lying on the carpet and typing: You really will do that?

Azathoth: How is it possible, human beings are so fragile.

Hugo nodded in agreement and continued to send: so what should I do.

The god didn't answer it, just said: write your novel.

Then He opened a strange book under the shining starlight, and continued to read it with relish.