Battle of Virtual Divas

"Kaito, what did you do?"

The thin Russian teenager asked in a low voice.

Fyodor was wrapped in a thick plush cloak, and he also wore a warm white velvet hat on his head, but even in a warm room, he still seemed to be shivering from the cold.

His face was pale, his lips were turning blue from the cold, his handsome facial features were faintly growing, revealing a bit of the three-dimensional depth of the Eastern Slavs, his deep purple eyes were like wine in a wine cellar, flowing a little sticky Thick streamer.

He is still at the age of a "teenager", but he has probably reached the age of jumping in height. Even if his physical fitness is not able to support the rapidly elongating bones, he is still long and stretched, and he quickly approached the tall East Slav with his painful bones. The body shape of the human race only looks thinner and thinner.

"Ugh?"

The blue-haired young man with the outdoor cold on the corner of his clothes was stunned for a moment, then he nodded his fingers a little embarrassedly, showing a particularly obvious and easy-to-understand harmless expression, Qingyin Haidou replied with a guilty conscience:

"Ah, that... I went out to eat ice."

Fyodor blinked, put on a look of no doubt, but a little puzzled, and said slowly:

"So that's the case, but Kaito's body doesn't smell like ice cream, it smells a little spicy—"

Qingyin Kaidou: "—that, that, curry-flavored ice!"

Fyodor paused, his expression slightly subtle for a moment: "Curry-flavored ice...?"

Does such a thing really exist?No, it should be said that even if there is such a weird and anti-human thing, it will disappear soon in Russia, right?

【This guy asks what this kind of thing is for. 】

Qingyin Haidou was a little puzzled.

【Oda Sakunosuke hasn’t left Russia yet. After meeting by chance, I invited him to eat ice cream...although he ate his own curry.However, there is nothing strange about such a thing, right?Fyodor has no reason or need to ask such an "indifferent" thing... and even if I don't answer, it shouldn't matter. 】

As if worried about being questioned further, the young man with sea blue hair hurriedly changed the topic: "Yeah, it's curry-flavored ice—well, Fei Jia's complexion looks a bit unwell now, do you still feel cold? "

Fyodor was silent for a while, and then replied with a smile as if he had not noticed this "clumsy" cover-up:

"No, now, it feels very warm."

[This is obviously a lie. The thermal imaging color block judges that his body temperature is low, and even without observing this phenomenon, it can be concluded that this guy's physical condition is very bad based on his complexion. 】

So Qingyin Haidou frowned, waited until the chill on his body dissipated, and then came over, stretched out his fingers and touched the Russian boy's jaw and ears.

The body temperature of the artificial human is automatically kept at 36.5°C, which should be a temperature that will not be noticed as uncomfortable, but even so, when the soft and delicate knuckles touched the skin, Fyodor flinched slightly, intentionally It showed this kind of reaction like being iced.

"Still a little chilly..."

The blue-haired youth frowned, and muttered to himself:

"Is it the previous reason...Fei Jia's health is still so poor now."

Fyodor didn't answer, he quietly watched the blue-haired young man straighten up, the hem of the long windbreaker swayed in a gentle arc, the dark blue scarf behind him was raised slightly, and he went straight to the kitchen with a clear goal, He thought, Kaito probably went to warm up the milk for him.

I don't know where Kaito got the idea, as long as he shows his physical weakness, this guy who really cares about him wants to feed him...and there are some things in common— — all hot.

The dignified Russian fighting nation, even pregnant women can take a cold bath naked in the ice and snow, the Eastern Slavs can survive the cold winter with a bottle of antifreeze with alcohol, but Kaito always thinks He is cold, often let him drink more hot water.

Well...well, it's actually quite cold.

Fyodor lowered his eyelids, took the steaming hot milk obediently, clasped his hands together on the wall of the cup, and waited for the temperature to pass from this white milky liquid to his cold palm, probably steam As a result, he did feel that his fingers were not so cold anymore.

"Take a hot bath later, Fedya."

The blue-haired young man didn't seem to notice anything, and seriously suggested to him:

"Washing hot water for a while will warm you up quickly."

……

Fyodor "picked up" Kaito a while ago.

However, although it is said that he "picked up" Kaito, judging from the situation at the time, it should be considered that Kaito saved his life.

"Rats of the Dead House" is a newly established intelligence organization. No matter what Fyodor wants to do, intelligence is very important, and it just so happens that he is also very good at a skill suitable for intelligence work-he is very Good at computers.

Compared with the complex human mind, the mechanical code of the computer cannot be easier to control. He only needs to type the corresponding command on the keyboard, and the computer will execute his command. Fyodor thinks this feels very good, he should It can be regarded as "like" such mechanical and rigid things, and at the same time, he prefers computers that can't think, but it doesn't mean that he is not good at dealing with human beings with changeable thinking.

Although he is still an underage young man, Fyodor has experienced things that some people may not be able to touch in a lifetime, and he is an exceptionally talented and high-IQ crowd. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that "wisdom is so close to demons" that it can make guesses like mind reading, and even manipulate a person's future behavior trends just through words.

However, even with such a high evaluation, it doesn't mean that the guy who is "wise and close to a demon" has never experienced capsized in the gutter. After all, no matter how good his brain is, there is one thing he has to admit.

——Fyodor, he is very weak in combat.

Ben was left with dark wounds all over his body due to his past experience, even with congenital frailty and anemia. Coupled with the bad situation in Russia in recent years, he can live to such an age smoothly. For ordinary people, it is already It's not that easy anymore, not to mention running a new intelligence organization in a brutal fighting nation that likes to fight when they disagree with each other?

This is not counted in his "Crime and Punishment" ability, but even if it is included, in many situations where the ability cannot be used, or the opponent cannot be killed, "touch and die" is very limited. Many, even sometimes "can't help much".

Because of the lack of force, he was attacked by "competitors" armed with guns and weapons, and "coincidentally" happened near Qingyin Haidou... So it is logical that there should be "gentleness and kindness" in the setting Have empathy", Qingyin Haidou can help.

Then he helped out again, helped out again, and helped out again... Until now, he has been "helped" to become half of the House Mouse of Death.

[Fyodor often shows weakness to me, because at this time, I will try my best to satisfy any "requests" he makes. He needs my force very much, and he wants me to do many things for him. 】

Qingyin Haidou thought calmly in his heart.

[This guy probably thinks that trading without money is too profitable, right?He wants to use me, but he refuses to say it outright, and now he is "cautiously" and tentatively calling himself a "friend". I don't understand what Fyodor wants to do... Maybe because This is more conducive to controlling tool people? 】

It should be the same this time, Qingyin Haidou thought so.

He had already made preparations and waited unhurriedly for the "Can Kaito do me a favor" that would come next, but after waiting for a while, although Aoto Kaito did hear this sentence , but what follows is a bit odd.

"Kaito, can you do me a favor?"

Qingyin Haidou looked away suspiciously. The black-haired Russian boy was covered with moisture, with a clean white towel on his wet black hair, and said in an apologetic tone:

"Can you brush my hair?"

The author has something to say: Rare, Brother Bai.

Maybe you can’t see the whiteness now, but then there will be something that shows how sweet and warm the big brother Wei Niu Colu was when he turned black... I imagined that I wanted to marry so much, such a warm man, how warm the big brother is now , how ruthless you will be in the future!

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