[Exorcism Doujin] Magic

Unbelievable, Yuli hid in the dim room and sat on the bed with his knees hugged, his eyes glazed over.

The life and death of the boy who had been telling her to protect her was suddenly unknown.

Chest pain and can't breathe.

It was as if a piece of his heart had been severely ripped out.

"A Ting..." Anita opened the door of her room, and Maheja did not follow her, probably dealing with the dilapidated ship.

"...cousin." It took a long time after she opened her mouth to say the title, the expression on her face even Anita couldn't bear it.

Holding Yuli's weak shoulders, Anita leaned her forehead to Yuli's temple, and stretched out a hand to stroke Yuli's hair, "No body was found... It means that Allen is still alive."

She herself showed that expression so many times, how could she not know what it meant.

"Yeah." Eyelashes covered his dark eyes, Yuli sighed and lowered his knees to hug Anita's waist, "Obviously he is such a gentle person...why do you always encounter such things..."

Still stroking Yuli's hair, Anita hugged Yuli tightly, "Yes..."

Ah Ting is still just a child who failed to leave the cabinet, why does this kind of thing always happen...

After comforting Yuli for a while, Anita hurried to the cabin to get busy, and Yuli, who was somewhat relieved, left the room.

The red-haired boy's headband was worn around his neck, and the hair that usually bulges hung down, just leaning against her door.

"Rabbi?"

"Ah..." The boy whose name was called scratched his cheek, trying to keep his expression stable, "Is it better..."

Nodding, Yuli put some loose hair behind his ears, "I'm not the only one who is sad..."

But the saddest thing is you...

The words stuck in his throat, looking at such a girl, he couldn't say anything.

'Rabbi, the Bookman can't have any feelings...'

"It's better if it's better." He smiled, and the bitterness could only be compressed in his heart.

He is the heir of Shuweng, so he can't have any feelings, and this war is just a coincidence to stand with her...

Emotions...are existences that can cause deviations in history.

Therefore, you can't own it, you can't keep it, and you can't share it...

For some reason, Yuli didn't want to look at the rabbi's eyes now.

The kind of eyes that are stuck in the swamp, struggling and sinking.

She knows what the bookman is. It is difficult to do it, but it is also very easy...

Stalling, Yuli grabbed the headgear around the rabbi's neck and abruptly pulled the rabbi's head off, bumping his forehead against his forehead.

It hurt a little, but it made my heart clear a lot, both of them.

"It hurts..." Even though he said that, Yuli still didn't let go of the rabbi, and just rubbed his forehead like this, "Even if the bookman can't have emotions, what you have now, rabbi, is your own thoughts... "

That's just the rabbi's thoughts, not the feelings of a scholar.

Just thoughts.

"So, if it's just the fact that your companion's whereabouts are unknown, feel sad if you want to..."

The words of Yuri, who thought the boy was sad for the same reason as himself, made the rabbi feel powerless.

Was his expression just now so as if it was for Allen...

Although the feeling of being sad for Allen is also included in it.

"Well..." Habitually scratching his cheek in embarrassment, the rabbi reached out and patted the top of Yuli's head, messing up Yuli's hair that had just flowed behind his ears, "Allen will not say anything..."

Looking at the rabbi who suddenly cheered up, Yuli loosened the hair tie in his hand a little dullly, his head was rubbed a little dizzy.

Although a little helpless, the boy still smiled at the girl in relief.

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_(:з」∠)_A black heart, cruel with both hands, never letting go!