Pharaoh

You Yu stood there, and when a slight wind blew by, his golden hair fluttered and slid across his sideways small white porcelain cheek.

The hair fluttered backwards with the wind, and the wind passed by, and it fell down gently again.

It seemed to flutter only at that moment, and it seemed to flutter for a long time.

This may be an illusion of time brought about by the silence of its owner.

"partner?"

That voice, which was slightly lower than that of the game, but still belonged to a boy, sounded again.

This time, with a hint of worry.

After being silent for a long time, it was like a game that was unwilling to respond finally started to move.

He turned around, looked up at the other person's face that was very similar to him, and the hand that was grasped by the other party gently held the other's hand in turn.

He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him who was slightly startled because he held his hand backwards, his light purple pupils curved a very slight arc.

"another me."

He yelled in a low voice, his voice was very soft and soft, a bit like the soft exhalation of holding his breath.

He saw the young man in front of him also smiling at him, staring at him with dark violet pupils similar to his, with an undisguised gentle smile in his eyes.

Then, the slender, beautiful and warm fingers pressed against his cheek.

"Partner, what happened just now? Why did they say you left suddenly in the city?"

The slightly deep voice was more like a worried question than a question.

In the next second, that warm hand touched Yu Yu's forehead, as if to feel whether his body temperature was moderate.

"Is it because you're not feeling well, or did something bad happen on the way here?"

The incumbent Yu-Gi-Oh, who had already been labeled by the castle to protect the overly ill, frowned, his sharp eyes revealing a trace of displeasure.

"So I said at the beginning that I would wait for my partner to come together, but my partner said that he was afraid that Haima would be anxious, so he insisted that I come here first."

"Is it okay not to have a duel? Is it really okay to come out and find me?"

Avoiding answering the other party's question, he asked back, "Mr. Haima will be very angry, right?"

"partner."

The other one seemed a little helpless, "Why are you always thinking about other people's affairs? The duel between Haima and I can be held at any time. It should be the partner's body that is more important."

"...I'm fine."

He said, looking up, smiling again, "The other me, Mr. Haima is already angry anyway, it doesn't matter whether we go back or not, why don't we go home and play video games, okay?"

He was startled when he saw the other one, and there seemed to be a little confused look on his face, but when those deep violet pupils stared at him, the confused look quickly dissipated, replaced by that The moment when Zhang's sharp and handsome face softened, he smiled softly.

It was as if all the light around him had melted into it, but it was so dazzling that he couldn't see clearly.

All this is just his own fantasy.

A faint voice from the bottom of his heart warned him, but the feeling from his wrist was too warm and real.

He turned his head and looked at that familiar side cheek. The sunlight slanting down from the opposite side pierced into his eyes, which made him feel a little stinging.

The people walking beside him seemed to be blurred in his eyes at that moment, so that vague strange feeling was transmitted to the nerve endings, and the reaction was to make him pause as he was walking towards home.

Perhaps sensing his hesitation, the other gaze that he was looking straight ahead withdrew.

He turned his head and landed gently on his face.

"partner?"

What fell into his ears was a voice he hadn't heard for a long time and was more familiar than anything else.

The smile on the young man's sharp and handsome face made everything that was blurred in his eyes clearly visible again in an instant.

Just stop.

he knows.

Just shake off the hand holding him.

He understands.

He just can't do it.

Because the person in front of me is within reach.

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The corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he saw the villain with the blue belt on the screen kick the villain with the yellow stripes into the air with a whirlwind leg and then show off his majestic muscles to celebrate his tenth victory , pressing the joystick in his hand almost like pinching.

Turning around, he glared at the person sitting next to him.

"another me."

He gritted his teeth grimly, "Obviously I should be more proficient at playing video games!"

Why is it always him who loses?

He wrinkled his nose and stared dissatisfiedly, unable to bear a little discouraged.

The undisputed king who sat firmly on the throne of the current game king put down the joystick in his hand, looked at him sideways, and suddenly smiled.

"I will not lose to my partner."

The king, who has always been known for his decisiveness and sternness in the duel arena, blinked, as if on purpose, to let the game see the deep smile in his eyes.

"I don't care about other things, but I will never lose to my friends in games."

The young king smiled happily, "So, as agreed in advance, today's dinner will be made by my partner."

"another me……"

"what?"

"You know I can't cook."

"I know."

"Mom said that men are not allowed to enter the kitchen."

"Partner, I am willing to bet and admit defeat~"

"..."

Letting out a big breath, he threw the manipulator in his hand casually, and he lay back, directly pressing on the shoulder of the other one.

He looked at the ceiling of the room with a dazed expression.

Maybe it was a half-push, maybe it was all the courage, he followed the other him back home.

But for some reason, his mother and grandfather were not at home.

Maybe it was because he was relieved, or maybe it was because he was more panicked, he just felt that he was so lazy that he couldn't get any energy up.

The shoulder on his back moved slightly, turning a little bit, causing his back to slide down a little.

Swipe a little more.

He could feel the other him shifting his position slightly so that his back was more comfortable in the other's arms.

Arms with the same skin color as him stretched out, encircling his body in a natural and familiar posture.

He suddenly felt a little sleepy, so he shrunk his body down. The arms around him didn't stop them, and they loosened according to his will, allowing him to slide down by himself.

So most of his body was lying on the bed, but his head was resting in the other's arms.

He raised his head slightly, so that he could meet the pair of deep violet pupils staring at him with his head down.

He looked at it for a while, feeling a little confused, as if he was about to fall asleep like this.

In a trance, he raised his hand and tugged at the golden hair hanging down from that handsome cheek.But just as he grasped the blond hair, his hand fell into another right hand of his.

Probably because he noticed his little thoughts, the young king who had already exerted his ability to guess people's hearts to the extreme in countless duels raised his lips slightly, and the half-smile staring at him suddenly made him feel a little nervous. Feel guilty.

With a guilty conscience, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw the prank hand.

But with a slight movement of his hand, the young king, who once again guessed his thoughts, opened his fingers on his right hand, put five fingers between his fingers, shook it lightly, and then intertwined his fingers and led him. hands down.

"Atum..."

After a long silence, he made a slight sound like a sigh.

Maybe he wanted to say something, but the answer he got to that sentence made him stunned.

Because he was so surprised that he swallowed what he wanted to say next.

The nameless pharaoh whose real name was Atum 3000 years ago looked at his companion, puzzled in his dark purple eyes.

"What are you talking about? Partner."

"... Atum?"

He called again tentatively, but the young king who should have known his name laughed.

"Are you going to play guessing games next? Partner."

Game closed his eyes.

After a long while, I opened it, and the confusion in that moment had all disappeared from my eyes.

He just lay in the arms of the other him, looking into the deep purple eyes that looked down at him.

There was a child-like smile on that immature face, and he raised his left hand and gently stroked his other left cheek.

"Okay, let's play a game."

He smiled happily and said, "Another me, come to play the game of telling the truth."

"Another me, if I forget you, will you be unhappy?"

"meeting."

"If I suddenly became as tall as a seahorse, would you not feel like me?"

"..."

"another me!"

"I'm sorry, buddy, don't be angry, if I don't laugh, it's just... poof."

Because he saw the anger bursting out from his partner's cute, childlike face, the young king of the gaming world tried hard to stop the corners of his lips from rising with the calm and self-control he was proud of.

Sadly, it ended up being a failure.

"I'm sorry... ha, buddy, I've tried my best, haha, really..."

So Yuyou, who was so embarrassing and angry that he completely forgot his purpose, turned over and sat up, stretched out his hand and pulled an alarm clock from the bedside...well, it's too dangerous... put the alarm clock back, and dragged the white one on the bedside again. The big soft pillow smashed down on someone's smiling face with a ferocious face, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

puff--

Hit it right.

It's not because he's good and fast enough, but because someone who is smiling happily doesn't hide at all.

Then the pillow was immediately snatched away by the other party, and it was slapped back on his face.

It looks pretty powerful, but it's soft and doesn't feel pain at all, it's just a little suffocating.

But even knowing that there would be no harm, the body subconsciously dodged backwards, but his body's center of gravity moved back a little, and immediately an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him forward all at once. go back.

"Partner, be careful not to fall."

"Huh? I didn't just..."

He just moved his center of gravity back a little bit, and there was no danger of falling down at all.

"No, if it really happens, it will be too late. Don't make such jokes in the future!"

The boy who was smiling happily just now looked at him with a frown, and the serious look in his eyes made him swallow all the words he wanted to distinguish.

After weighing the strength of the arms that tightly hugged his waist, it was obvious that he would not let go unless he nodded, he was a little aggrieved, but he still nodded obediently.

As soon as he nodded, that extremely tense face immediately relaxed.

"...Sorry, buddy."

The hands did not let go of him, but moved up and hugged him.

His head was hugged into the white neck, and the heat of the skin dyed his forehead through the hair.

"It was obvious that I was wrong just now, but I lost my temper with you indiscriminately."

well?Another me, did you lose your temper just now?

Why didn't I see it?

Thinking of the scene in his memory when the young pharaoh lost his temper indiscriminately, he not only slandered.

It's just that the thought of complaining in his heart reminded him of something in an instant, and his heart beat violently a few times.

Pharaoh……

Brother Wang...

"Partner, are you angry?"

Probably because he didn't get an answer for a long time, he thought the person in his arms was angry, so there was a little nervousness in his voice.

The game that reacted hurriedly shook his head hard.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly.

"I'm not angry." He replied in a low voice, pursing his lips slightly, "The other me... I'm sorry."

He repeated again, "I'm sorry."

"partner?"

"Listen to me, another me, listen to me."

"I regret it, I always regret it."

He said, eyes closed, holding the other his arm was tight and hard.

"I always thought that what I regretted was sending you back... I suddenly realized just now that I am a very bad guy. It turns out that I am not regretting sending you back to the underworld, but what I regret is helping you find you back." The matter of memory and name—it is because of this that you who are here now don’t remember your name.”

"I often think, if you can't get your memory back, then you will fulfill your promise to stay with me forever."

Yu Yu said that his fingers were deeply clasped in the dark school uniform behind the person he was holding, and he was pulling hard.

He opened his eyes, his throat trembled slightly, but his gaze became firmer.

He said that every word was very clear.

"I've actually been just pretending not to know that I have this idea, another me, a poor guy like me, you don't need to say anything at all, thank you—"

"Even if you thought about it that way, the one who helped me retrieve my memory and name in the end was still you, partner."

A voice from above interrupted his remorse.

He opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and raised his head to look at the face that he had been afraid to look at just now.

The warm arms holding him loosened slightly, allowing him to step back slightly and raise his head.

The expression on the handsome face he saw was gentle, the slightly curved deep violet eyes stared at him, and the depth of the pupil seemed to be as soft as the flow of water could be seen.

"There is more or less darkness in everyone's heart, but you are the only one who can look directly at the darkness in your heart and turn it into light."

He said, "I trust you, buddy."

"No matter how many times I start over in the past, you are the only one who will help me get my memory and my name back."

"But, but, the other me, you just...?"

Looking at his partner who was staring at him with wide eyes and stuttering so much that he couldn't finish a sentence, the young king smiled on his sharp face.

"This is your world, buddy. Of course, I know everything in your mind."

He smiled, raised his hand and brushed away the strands of hair covering Yu Yu's eyes.

"Pretend not to remember, it's just a trick to use your guilt to make you stay."

Gently pressing himself against the other's soft forehead, the young king's smile became softer and softer.

"You're going to stay, buddy."

"I said, even if I don't remember, I will always be with you."

The violet eyes stared unblinkingly at the face that was very similar to himself but a little more sharp and handsome.

Whether it's voice, tone, or smile, they are all exactly the same as the other him in memory.

Someone he'd always wanted to meet.

Someone he thought he'd never see again.

Slowly, that face overlapped with another haughty face with a light brown complexion.

"I won't stay."

The game answers.

"You are not another me, no longer look like you, you are just a shadow of another me left in my heart."

White light came in from the window, facing him, piercing straight into his eyes, but it couldn't make him close them.

He looked directly at the other party, his gaze was tough, without any hesitation.

"That person no longer looks like him, he is Yatum."

"The most important thing to me now is not my memory, but Yatum!"

Under the backlight, he couldn't see the other expression on his face at the moment.

But under the shadow cast by the backlight, he could clearly see the corner of the only lip on that face that was outside the shadow slowly rising.

"I'm glad, partner."

The man he heard had a low voice, but a relaxed tone.

"I'm glad you chose not your memory, but 'me'."

"From the beginning, I believed that you would make such a choice."

As the man said so, he suddenly raised his head and looked around.

"...It seems that time has reached the limit..."

As soon as the murmured words finished, the game suddenly found that the scenery outside the window of the sunny street just now changed suddenly, and it became pitch black, and it seemed that a strange and terrifying whistling sound could be vaguely heard.

It was as if everything he saw from the window just now was just a false illusion.

He suddenly realized that this was not the home he remembered.

This house is a barrier to protect his weak soul.

In a daze, he was pulled up from the bed and walked to the door.

"Partner, I'm actually lying too. 'I want to be with you forever, even if I can't get my memory back, it's okay'... I don't want to say that this is just a nice thing to say."

The door was opened, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen outside, but a glowing road could be vaguely seen extending out of the door.

"What I actually want to say..."

A strong force pushed him out, making him involuntarily stagger a few steps onto the glowing path.

Turning around, the door was already out of reach for him.

He could only hear the voice that rang clearly in his ear from far away in the darkness.

"Whether I have memory or not, buddy, I want you to be by my side all the time."

……

[The phantom will disappear when the master leaves. 】

In the bright room, the TV screen was still glowing, and two manipulators were thrown messily on the bed.

The boy with deep violet pupils closed the door and raised his head. He looked very calm, but his sideways cheeks were cold and clear, showing a faint trace of loneliness.

He walked to the bed, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help reaching out his hand to the manipulator that his partner had just taken.

As soon as the fingertips touched——

Whether it was the bed, the manipulator that touched it, or the finger, they all disappeared in a trance like mist blown by the wind.

He lowered his head, looking at his arm that spread up and disappeared little by little.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, as if he was about to smile, but his lips disappeared into the air before the smile appeared.