[Comprehensive] gift to you

162

There is nothing wrong with Otoyu running around with a pile of picture frames, Shimono was so used to seeing this scene that he was already drowsy, and in the end he just yawned and closed his eyes, holding the rose tightly in his hand.

Yiyu took his steps lightly, trying his best not to be too bumpy when he walked, and felt that this posture might not be comfortable going out into the wild, so he used his spiritual power to lift the child up first, then turned around and hugged the child by the waist.

After Otoyu circled around for the fifth time, he heard Garry's shout, and before the girls in various clothes could react, he bypassed them and walked towards the source of the sound.

Garry pressed the doorknob with trembling fingertips, desperately beckoning to the black-haired boy, his heart seemed to be clenched tightly by someone.

But the boy seemed to be tired from holding a person, his pace was not fast, he even had no energy to trot over, keeping a distance from the bunch of "monsters" behind him that made Garry feel cold.

Hurry up--

He held back the urging, his palms were already wet with cold sweat, he didn't want his voice to irritate the monster behind the boy and speed up those things.

Finally, the boy stepped into the room, and Garry hastily closed the door, and the shocking sound of the door slamming woke Xia Ye directly.

"Did it bother you?" Otoyu walked to the sofa, put Shimono next to the sleeping ib, and stretched out his hand to comfort Shimono's back, which was subconsciously hugging his neck.

"Hmm..." Although it was a little noisy outside, Shimono was still very sleepy, and Otoha's skill in putting him to sleep was surprisingly proficient, so he quickly fell asleep under the noise of slamming the door.

Otoyu exhaled, and turned around to see Garry looking at him with a moved face.

Otoha: ...?

"Is your back okay?" The purple-haired man seemed a little distressed, "I'm sorry, our movements are too slow."

"Wow, have you been arrested?" Mary also looked at Otoha's back curiously.

It was only then that Otoyu remembered that his clothes had been torn into two holes by the wings, and he faced the two of them uncomfortably for a moment: "It's nothing."

The boy seemed a little embarrassed, and his face was dyed a little red.

"Don't be shy, did you really not get scratched?" Garry squatted down worriedly, "If it hurts, don't bear with it—let's find a vase and put roses in it later?"

Otoha: ...? ? ?

For a moment, he missed Garry's over-jumping thinking, and looked at the latter with a pair of black eyes full of ignorance.

Garry couldn't help rubbing the child's head: "Okay, okay, let's go find the vase in a while, okay? We'll try it no matter if it's hurt or not."

"Hmm...?" Otoyu tilted his head in confusion, but he didn't really shake off Garry's hand, "What—what is the vase for?"

He had seen vases filled with water along the way, but he thought they were just decorations.

"do not you know?"

Garry's eyes widened in surprise.

He just squatted like this, and patiently explained to Otoha that the vase with water can restore the petals of the rose, and the wounds on the person connected to the rose will also disappear.

After Otoyu understood, he naturally rejected the proposal to waste resources.

Compared with "people from another world" like him, people in this world are obviously more vulnerable.

Even if he went to the field, even if he was terribly frightened, he would not appear to be so weak that his legs froze in place and let others slaughter him.

Yiyu bent his eyes and smiled: "It's really all right, it's just that an accident caused the clothes to be torn."

Garry still didn't quite believe it, and kept looking over with worried eyes.

Mary was a little bored, so she simply sat on the already crowded sofa and played with her curly yellow hair in her hands.

She really wanted to talk to Otoha, but the latter had already attracted the attention of the bookshelf next to him, and was seriously flipping through the boring official art collection—that book was not as fun as she said.

Mary curled her lips, reluctantly chatting with Garry.

Yiyu leaned his back against the wall, slowly turned a page, and his eyes touched a sentence that was rarely mentioned before:

"Although the girl standing there seems to be real, she is not a real person."

There are illustrations on the side.

Otoha slid his fingertips across the illustration, sighed slightly, and started to turn to the next page.

ib woke up after sleeping for about half an hour. The brown-haired girl blinked her dark red eyes and looked at the clothes she was wearing.

"Garry." She softly called her companion's name, stepped on the ground, and politely returned the clothes to the purple-haired youth.

"Aren't you too tired?" Garry didn't take the clothes immediately, but just squatted down and looked at ib. "It doesn't matter if you take a little more rest?"

ib silently shook his head.

She has to get out quickly, there are her parents outside.

"Don't be unhappy," the purple-haired young man who was always frightened finally looked like an adult, he smiled and rubbed the little girl's head, "In return for the handkerchief—come, touch my pocket What's in it?"

Yi Yu happened to finish scanning a book in a hurry, when he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked over.

Ib obediently dug into his pocket and took out a metal lighter.

Otoha: ...

Garry: ∑

Mary: It looks a little delicious...

Otoyu lowered his head and started to flip through a thick book about the artist's introduction, reviewing the names of the paintings he had just memorized.

"Ah, I misremembered! Another pocket!"

"……sugar?"

"Sugar? What's that? Is it delicious! I want to eat—"

……

Otoyu closed the book, closed his eyes and recalled for a while, then opened his eyes: "Is it time to go?"

Garry put his clothes on the boy and gave him a thumbs up with a smile.

Yiyu looked down at the clothes that were so long that they dragged the floor and still had some personal style. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything to refuse. He just took the long sleeves and tied a knot around his neck. cloak.

"Ah, it's a bit long." Garry looked at the boy's nondescript outfit, and helped tie a knot at the back to prevent the clothes from hindering Otoyu's movements.

ib tilted his head, and looked at Otoyu with dark red eyes: "Did something happen?"

"It's nothing."

Wearing a "dark blue cloak", the boy walked up to Shimono with a normal expression, bent down and picked up the child without thinking.

"Keep your voice down," the boy seemed too relaxed compared to other people's nervousness about the painting, and even cared more about his "brother"'s sleeping condition, "Let's just go to the next room quietly."

Garry muttered softly: "The man's strength is really high."

ib nodded, turned around and put his hand on the doorknob.

Garry couldn't help showing a tense expression, and he could even see some cold sweat on his pale skin.

Mary laughed at Garry's timidity in a low voice, and followed ib out of the room without hesitation.

Garry took a deep breath, looking as if he was going to die, and trotted up to the two girls to explore the way. Even though his fingertips were trembling, he still performed his "duty as an adult" without hesitation.

After watching the whole process, Otoyu couldn't help smiling, and followed Shimono with his arms in his arms.

The author has something to say: Garry may not be described very well by me...

In fact, I quite like these three people, because it is Otoha's main perspective, you don't feel much excitement, even similar to Shimono (you can bring yourself into x), you feel that you are already bored enough to take a nap.

However, in the original game, these three people are friends who have experienced life and death, and shared adversity together - in a very short period of time.

Everyone is so cute w

I may not have described the specific game process enough (because it is not very important to Otoyu)

Garry is easily frightened, but he is willing to give away his roses and his "life" for ib and to be a "good adult".

ib is very silent, because it is the player's main perspective. The character design is not rich, but he is a very smart and calm kid.

Mary is a very lively child. I feel that she is a cute girl who bounces and walks in front of "me" all the way, trying to talk to "me" and always keeping a smile on her face.

(I can only give Lala their impression points in this way. If you have no feelings for them, it is not because the characters are bad, but because my writing skills are not enough)

Thanks to Buddha, Yueyan, Shadow General x3 mines

And the moon-like rocket launcher w

(I have forgotten where the last thank you was... If you missed it, please let me know? w)