[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Qing Guang hugged his knees.

It was clearly spring, but he could feel the obvious cold air touching the surface of his skin that made him shiver.The dry crimson covered the pale face, and the red pupils hesitated on the ground helplessly, which was enough to show the owner's wavering intention.He quietly watched the dust, the dripping blood that couldn't tell who it belonged to, and finally realized the fact that he was abandoned.

The connection was cut off, the lord's eyes shifted since he failed the first mission, and the appearance of a new weapon named Yamato Morita, each scene was replayed in his mind like a movie.Even if the lord will not abandon him first, Qingguang who has committed such a mistake and crime cannot brazenly hope to forgive him.

Of course.

Abandoned, discarded, and destroyed, these are the fates of being a shoddy in California.

He should have been prepared long ago, no matter what hypocritical mask the reality tells him that his gentle master wears, he can use this life to follow him.Even if the blade gets rusted, broken, or forgotten, the California Clear 469 will have no complaints.

However, his body was trembling against his will.

In the drowsy head that had lost too much blood, only cowardly thoughts remained.Because he doesn't understand the world, Kiyomitsu doesn't know what is important to human beings. Human books record that wicked people will be punished by gods, but he has never seen gods.Created by the lord, unable to choose the lord, he began to work as a sharp blade. He suppressed all opposing thoughts and questioning words, and hypnotized himself, all of which are reasonable.There is only one path he can choose. It is only the mercy of the gods to meet normal humans and gradually see the light, but this does not affect the result of their judgment in the slightest.

"I am guilty."

He murmured softly, sentences broken.

Even so, I hope that someone can reach out to me at this moment——

"Qing Guang?"

The voice sounded.

This abandoned building seems to be intended to be converted into a chain shopping mall, but it was temporarily shelved because investors withdrew their capital midway, so it only has a rough prototype composed of reinforced concrete.There is no elevator installed, and only the connection between the first floor and the second floor is intact. Even so, it took Kusanagi a lot of effort to climb to the second floor from the piled up timber.The glass has been installed in the rectangular void, but due to the paint and long-term dust, the light transmission performance is not good, and only gray shadows remain when the sunset falls.

The black-haired young man stared blankly into the distance, and in his out-of-focus pupils, a blurry figure was approaching him.

He suddenly had an emotion called fear.

In the face of Kuro's electric light, double knives, and amuro's bullets, he couldn't feel the fear.

I hope that person will forgive me and pull myself out of the mud, but I am also afraid of the other person's angry expression and cold words.He finally realized that what is terrible in the world is not just the loss of life, but someone's disappointment and contempt.The lord had already abandoned him, and he didn't want to see the expression of the strange young man when he learned that his hands had been stained with crimson.

do not come.

do not come near me.

Don't forgive me again.

His knuckles were blue-white, and he clenched his teeth so hard that he almost made a creaking sound.

The blurry figure stood there, condescending, his vision was completely covered by gray mist, Qing Guang didn't know how mockingly he was looking at himself.Then, the figure bent down and knelt down in front of him on one knee.

"Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

Plain question.

The tone is cold, and there is no doubt in the question.

However, his vision became unbelievably clear, and he was gradually able to see Kusanagi Kyouko's face.There was no smile, no anger, and the eyes were so dark that even the emotions were wiped out. Seeing him staring straight at him, Kusanagi shook his fingers, and then looked away: "...Even if it is me, always It’s also embarrassing to be stared at by your teary eyes.”

As soon as the words came out, he felt a bit brazen, but Qing Guang trembled in fright, and buried his face between his knees: "I'm sorry."

"Wait, don't be like this, I feel like a high school student who bullies girls in the same class." Kusanagi sighed, and after hesitating for a while, he stretched out his hand to touch Qingguang's black hair, and gently touched his scalp with five fingers, " Calm down, I have tissues... well, do I really have them?"

He dug out the wet wipes he was carrying with him from his pocket, and took out one. Qingguang didn't mean to take it, it's better to say that he was completely autistic and didn't look at anyone.Kusanagi gently touched his forehead with a wet towel, Qingguang was stimulated by the cold temperature, and suddenly raised his head.

Then the cold wet towel began to wipe his red forehead, then the corners of his eyes and cheeks, seeing that the dirty dark redness was removed, Kusanagi stopped his hands in satisfaction.

"...I, I'm sorry." Qingguang's voice sounded like a wry smile, and even he himself didn't know why there were tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, "I lied to Mr. Kusanagi, I'm very sorry, but the days with you are very Happiness is not a lie. I... don't know what's real anymore."

"Maybe you think it's a fantasy, but I'm not a human being, but a copy of...something. As you know, I'm a weapon, and I can only survive by relying on my lord." He stretched out his scratched hands, "I have no value in being here, I can only become the master's beautiful sword... that's the only way... But why, am I disobeying that person's words? I began to believe that it was wrong, and when...?"

The lord said that he liked the beauty of sharp blades stained red with blood, so he slit the throats of others, dragging the broken body and overlapping scars, begging for the lord's mercy.

The story of California Qingguang has come to an end, and the Lord will no longer praise him.

"I... will definitely become a pile of scrap metal—"

"..."

"Although you are not very old, you have a serious second-class disease." Kusanagi stood up, stretched his bent legs, and then stretched out his hand to Qingguang, "If it's Zhensang, probably his treatment is better than mine. Okay, but I'm clumsy, so I can only use this method. Kiyomitsu, listen up—"

"No one can abandon you."

"Eh?"

"Although I don't know what troubles you, but no one is qualified to say things like abandoning you, and no one is qualified to redeem you. Whether it's your bastard lord or me, Qingguang, you can only choose yourself. Kusanagi glanced aside with disgust, "I am not qualified to judge you as innocent on behalf of others, but if you were a weapon in the past, then the mistake is definitely the human being who used the weapon. Now you... are a genuine Humans, that's all, and the laboratory is not the only place that accepts humans."

Qingguang blinked, he stared at Kusanagi, the color of the setting sun was darkened by the bad environment in the abandoned building, but he seemed to see the dawn.Even if the other side is expressionless, it is still more gentle than the distant and untouchable smile of the lord in memory.

A shoddy that no one can save, feels redeemed viscerally.

"Sorry." He whispered, "I lost the... shiny thing you gave me."

Kusanagi realized that he was referring to the badge that was given out a few days ago, and despite its low price, Kiyomitsu kept it close to him as a treasure.

"You don't have to apologize." Kusanagi shook his head, "That thing...is called a badge, or a brooch. If you like shiny things, there are more in this world, including nail polish, and you can try different styles. "

Qingguang stared at his crimson nails, as if lost in thought: "This is the original appearance of Mr. Qingguang from California, and it is also his preference. I..."

It doesn't belong to me, nor should it belong to me.

"...Are you still thinking about this kind of question?" Kusanagi flicked Kiyomitsu's forehead with two fingers, and the latter covered the wound ignorantly, "From now on, isn't it giving you the opportunity to choose what you like? You are your , California Qingguang is California Qingguang, although I have never met Fu Sangshen, but he must be the same gentle child as you. That's good."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand again to signal Qing Guang.

"If you want to be pulled out of the quagmire, take the initiative to hold this hand."

In the silence, Qing Guang seemed to hear such words.

The moment his fingertips were about to touch the light, his movements stopped stiffly.The black-haired young man's pupils suddenly narrowed, and a touch of blue quickly occupied his field of vision. He heard his fragmented voice:

"Kusanagi-kun, back!"

"..."

Blood red.

Blood dripped down on his fair face again, but Qingguang couldn't feel its temperature, and he didn't even feel it, only cold despair spread in his chest.In front of him, there was a bare tip of a knife, a certain knife pierced through Kusanagi's chest, the young man in blue looked up and down Kiyomitsu with jewel-like pupils.

"Thank you." He smiled softly, "If it wasn't for Qingguang, he wouldn't be so defenseless. Qingguang is indeed my good partner."

"Yamato Mori... stable?"

He pronounced the other person's name hoarsely.

One of the famous knives, the replica of Yamato Morita, because in the original Honmaru, the main body is more refined than California Kiyomitsu, so the replica is also better.

It is impossible for the seriously injured California Qingguang to defeat him.

"Cough, cough..."

Kusanagi coughed twice, the wound and throat seemed to be burning.It seems that the lobes of the lungs have been pierced, and it is difficult to speak, let alone move.Yamato Shou'an didn't intend to draw out the knife, even if the wound grew rapidly, it would be impossible to heal, instead it further involved the organs.

Yamato Morita chuckled and said, "That gentleman wants to welcome his kitten, so I will do it."

"My lord—"

"Qingguang is really immature, but it doesn't matter, I will take care of you. Go back with me, and then explain the situation to that person...Qingguang will also be loved, right?"

unable to communicate.

Kusanagi couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, how much that guy likes to distort other people's personalities.However, before he wanted to complain, Yamato Moranada turned the blade tenderly and horribly, the severe pain blocked all his voices, his legs couldn't support anymore, Kusanagi fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Yamato Mamoru seemed to be rummaging for something, and then stepped on the metal bug, but the sound became more and more distant.

It seems to be going into shock.

With the last of his strength, he swallowed something hard.

——The positioning is up to you, Zhensang.