Pharaoh

Is it funny is it funny is it very funny--

You You puffed up his cheeks and stared fiercely at the Pharaoh who couldn't hold back a muffled laugh after all, his soft white cheeks puffed up with anger.

He held back his breath and thought about it seriously.

Well, he had to admit that what he yelled out just now after a cerebral hemorrhage was really funny...

The uprising fought back to Thebes to overthrow Yatum and usurp the throne, and now even he himself feels ashamed thinking about it.

The young prince opened his violet eyes dissatisfiedly staring at the pharaoh who was still turning his head away from him. When he found that his outstretched hands were still tugging on his light brown arm, he hesitated for a moment.

Then, his hand relaxed a little.

Slightly upward, covering the palm and back of the light brown right hand.

Gently fold your hands together and hold that big hand in your hands.

What came from the palm of his hand was a cold feeling, Yu Yu lowered his eyes and landed on the hand he was holding, showing a little surprise.

The light brown complexion always had a warm temperature in his memory, but at this moment it was as cold as the body temperature of a living person.

Probably noticing the action of the game, Atum also turned around.

When he saw the hands holding him, he frowned slightly, and moved his hands, as if he wanted to pull them out.

But the hand that moved just once was held tightly in the next second. Although it could be thrown away with force, the young Pharaoh just looked at Wang Di with a frown, but did not push him away forcibly. open.

The pure golden forehead hair swayed on his light brown forehead, and the shadow of the hair streaked across his bright red eyes.

The shadow made the expression in the depths of his pupils more complicated, and the stream of light flashed across his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Yuyu looked down at the cold hands in his palms, but didn't notice Atum's gaze.

"I can't help you anymore, can I?"

He asked, with a hint of disappointment in his tone that couldn't be concealed.

He had vaguely sensed that even though he was with Atum, Atum seemed unable to use his power.

Because even if we hold each other's hand like this, even if we are in the most honest and clear soul state...

Simon said that soul contact is the closest distance to each other.

But at this moment, the close distance between them can't compare to the warmth when they were just touching each other.

The corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel a little sour, but Yu Yu didn't look up, because he didn't know what he would see from the depths of the crimson pupils of the Pharaoh who had regained control of his emotions.

I cared too much so I didn't dare to look at it.

He lowered his head slightly, and his soft white forehead was lightly pressed against the backs of his light brown fingers.

Even if you can no longer get warmth from the other party, you still want to pass on your own warmth as much as possible.

He closed his eyes, and the slender eyelashes passed silently across the tiny gaps between his fingers. The feeling made the light brown fingers move slightly, and then settled down again.

Then, the hand suddenly moved, Yuyu raised his head, and opened his eyes to see that hand broke free from his restraint.

He raised his head, looking at the hand that left him, there was a little dim trace in his eyes, and a look of disappointment could not be restrained on his face.

He raised his head and just looked at it, but he no longer had the courage to chase and catch it.

The shadow of the light brown finger reflected in the depth of the slightly squinted violet pupil trembled, as if it was about to close.

But in the next second, those eyes suddenly widened.

The hand that broke free from his shackles and should have moved away from him stretched out again, and the feeling of fingertips touching his cheek made Yuyu open his eyes and stare blankly at the crimson pupils that Yatum looked over.

He subconsciously raised his hand to hold the light brown wrist hanging on his cheek again.

The raised left hand hovered in mid-air, as if hesitating.

"From the moment I saw you, I've been thinking..."

Under the cover of the shadow of the golden forehead hair, the bright red tone added a touch of rich crimson pupils watching the game.

It looked calm and calm, but there was a hint of confusion and complexity in the depths of his eyes.

The gentle tone of the young Pharaoh's voice was deep and powerful.

"...What you say is somewhat believable."

The young Wang Di's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he didn't answer.

Because of the hesitation, the hands that were hovering in mid-air moved again, but they changed their direction and stretched forward instead of upward.

Brother Wang's outstretched hands, fingertips gently grabbed the Pharaoh's soft clothes in front of him that it could touch.

He said, tilting his head slightly and looking at the crimson pupils with sharp, probing eyes.

Then, his lips pursed tightly.

There was a look of anger on that immature face, and his hands were tightly grasping the other party's clothes.

The young king raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but he held on tightly, holding his breath and puffing his cheeks.

"Let go."

"..."

"Let go."

The young pharaoh repeated again, raising his voice slightly, looking a little displeased.

Yu You didn't let go of his hand without saying a word, his clenched fingers almost crumpled the other's clothes.

He stared at Atum, as if trying to show a vicious and threatening expression, but his slightly distorted face looked aggrieved like a child who was about to cry and want candy.

The Egyptian young king stared at his younger brother with sharp eyes for a long time, but his eyes softened after seeing his stubborn expression.

He turned his head away.

"Let go." He said, the expression on his side cheek looked very cold, "I won't drive you away again."

"Be safe at this time, go out first and then talk."

Brother Wang's eyes lit up when he got the promise he wanted, and he raised his head to look at the young king.

But he looked at his hand grabbing the other person's clothes, with a look of hesitation on his immature face.

He was probably worried that if Brother Wang repented...

He was still hesitating, but the young king who saw him not letting go turned around and gave him a hard look impatiently, so frightened that Yu Yu shook his hand and withdrew it, just blinked and looked at him pitifully, turned around and left Give him an Atum in the back of his head.

Seeing Atum striding forward, he hastily followed suit.

"Don't think too much, I won't drive you away."

"..."

"It's just that I figured out something just now."

"what?"

Because he couldn't hear very clearly, Yugi ran two steps quickly, trying to catch up and get close to Atum, who was always in front of him, so that he could hear clearly.

But as soon as he ran forward, the young king in front of him suddenly stopped and turned sideways.

The powerful light-brown hand that suddenly reached out to him suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it forward violently. Yu Yu, who was already leaning forward, tried hard to stop but couldn't resolve the inertia. With such a tug, he staggered and fell forward into his brother Wang's arms.

The nose that hit the opponent's chest firmly was so sore that he ignored the painful tightening of the beige hand that was holding his wrist.

The young Pharaoh lowered his head and stared at his younger brother who was rubbing his red nose with a bitter face, and the corners of his sharp lips curved slightly.

Although the sudden nonsense in the game just now made Atum very upset, but it was at that moment that Atum figured it out.

In the past, he was dizzy from being tormented by Wang Di, and he even forgot the simplest things.

Pressing Yu Yu's shoulder with his right hand, the boy Wang leaned down slightly, and put his lips close to Yu Yu's ear.

The moment he lowered his head, the blond hair hanging from his light brown cheeks brushed over the corners of Wang Di's eyes, causing those light purple eyes to blink slightly because they felt a little itchy.

"Whatever I want, just grab it directly."

"……what?"

Brother Wang, who was still rubbing his sore nose, stood stupidly, not realizing that the posture between them made him completely imprisoned in each other's arms.

He turned his head, but he couldn't see the expression on his brother Wang's face, he could only see the light brown auricles protruding from the golden hair that almost touched his lips when he turned his head sideways.

He subconsciously paused for the breath he was about to exhale, feeling that it seemed a little strange to spit it into the other party's ear.

When trying to avoid it, Yuyu realized that the distance between each other could not be opened because of being hugged too tightly, and he couldn't hold back all the time, so he inevitably dropped that warm breath on the other side's earlobe. the lower part of the neck.

He could almost see the tiny down on his neck swaying from his breath, which made his face feel a little hot for some reason.

【king. 】

The call that suddenly sounded in the depths of their minds stunned the two who were almost stuck together in the posture of ear-to-eye.

The young Wangdi was startled strangely because he heard this familiar voice again, but this time the voice didn't seem to be calling him.

Could it be that he is not the only one who can hear this voice, Brother Wang also...

But the young pharaoh frowned because he heard this strange call in his head for the first time, and suddenly he felt something and straightened his body to look upwards.

Of course, he couldn't see anything.

【Pharaoh of Egypt...】

It was extremely faint a second ago, but this time it sounded clearly in the minds of the two of them.

Atum looked at the game, and the game shook his head vigorously, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

The young Pharaoh narrowed his eyes slightly. He always felt that the voice that called him but could be heard by both him and his younger brother didn’t seem to have just sounded suddenly—it was more like a continuous And the strange calling that he felt only in the moment just now.

【If you can already hear my voice...】

【Please call my name...】

"What... name?"

The king of Egypt showed a puzzled look, and raised his head to look at the young king who closed his eyes and was thinking about something.

The golden Eye of Horus headdress on the young king's forehead and the golden hair shine together, shining the most beautiful brilliance in the world, and the purest gold falls into the eyes of the younger brother.

At this moment, the heart beat violently for no reason, and the young Wangdi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He opened his lips, but couldn't make a sound because he was too shocked.

Is it—

[In the name of the supreme sun god Ra, O Pharaoh who flows from the blood of the great Ra...] [As evidenced by the golden artifact, under the glory of Ra, I will obey the king's order and come to the land to protect Egypt. 】【My name———】

In the Valley of the Kings shrouded in darkness, a golden light that is more dazzling and scorching than the sun suddenly shines.

Darkness has nothing to hide from the light.

It was as if the great Ra in the sky had opened his eyes and illuminated the earth.

With beautiful golden wings, the messenger dragon of Ra God descended to the land of Egypt in the glory of Ra God following the order of the pharaoh who had the blood of God.