Pharaoh

Suddenly, the boy who looked back at him widened his violet pupils, and the moonlight from the skylight fell in, making those eyes even brighter.

Those bright pupils looked at him without blinking, and there seemed to be a strange shimmer flickering in the depths of the eyes.

It's just that the slightly red corners of the eyes, which were probably caused by rubbing the tears just now, mixed with the flushed cheeks that seemed to be steaming, made the young boy's immature face look even more panicked.

The fluffy chestnut balls in his arms were accidentally squeezed when he exerted all his strength just now, and his hands were raised reflexively as if they were facing a big enemy, as if they were about to strike if they disagreed with each other.

The pharaoh with purple pupils was stunned for a few seconds.

Just now he leaned over calmly and stretched out his hand, although it was indeed meant to tease his partner a little...

But the game's overly aggressive reaction now surprised him for a moment, and he couldn't react for a while.

Soon, the deep purple eyes calmed down, and the hue of the night settled down.

He looked at the partner in front of him who had overreacted at the beginning with his eyes wide open and looked at him retracting his hand in embarrassment after blinking twice, his eyes were a little hard.

And the young brother Wang, who probably felt that he was overreacting, scratched his head in embarrassment, raised his head, and looked at him cautiously with his big eyes that still had traces of fright.

The slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and the traces of the passing wind made it look softer.

The purple-eyed boy king who leaned over slightly looked at peace, and the hand that was thrown off by Yuyu just now was placed on Yuyu's shoulder smoothly again, and he patted lightly as if to comfort him.

"what happened?"

He asked, with a gentle look on his face, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Huh?...Ahaha."

He was carefully looking at his game and laughed a few times, as if deliberately trying to dispel some embarrassment between each other.

"It's nothing, that... I just didn't expect you to suddenly... I, I thought it was an assassin..."

Yu Yu lowered his head uncomfortably, but couldn't help frowning and glanced at his face secretly from the corner of his eyes.

But the moment their eyes met, they dodged away as if they were frightened, their heads lowered even more and their voices lowered.

The next second, he shrank his shoulders uncomfortably, as if he was suddenly not used to the temperature of the other party's hands on his shoulders.

"Scared like that?"

The young king couldn't help laughing, "It's just a joke, I was thinking of giving my partner a surprise."

He said that he didn't seem to notice the game's strange reaction. He turned around and sat next to the game very naturally.

Turning his head to glance at the game, his tone is as familiar and intimate as ever, and at the moment there is a bit of ridicule.

"I remember that my partner was not so courageous before. He chased a thief around in the middle of the night without wearing shoes."

Of course he was referring to the fact that back in the modern era, when Youyou was sleeping, a thief climbed through the window in the middle of the night and stole the gold box and the Three Imaginary Gods card. A man ran half the streets of the city in the dark night.

The king of Egypt also turned his head to look at him. Seeing his normal and natural expression, he blinked his eyes a few times, and his slightly tense shoulders relaxed a little bit.

Now as soon as the past was mentioned, the unnatural look in his eyes disappeared, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't that in a hurry?"

The boy's fair and immature face finally showed a clean smile again.

At that time, he didn't even think about whether he could beat the thief, but he just thought that if he lost the other card of the Three Imaginary Gods, he would never be able to find the memory of the past.

"In the end, after chasing for a long time, I couldn't catch up. In the end, I got it back with the help of Bakula."

Having said that, Yugi couldn't help scratching his head again.

"And in the end, even going home is another me, you came out and went back."

Thinking about it this way, Yuyou felt that he was really at that time... It was not without reason that Haima criticized him as another accessory of him.

Having said that, I don't know how Haima is doing now, holding the title of Yu-Gi-Oh, he just disappeared without saying a word, presumably the president who wants to regain the title must be very angry.

At this moment, the young man who is the younger brother of the Egyptian king recalled the embarrassing things he did in the past, showing a little embarrassment, but he still remembers more.

Thinking about the game, he was dazed, his face was a bit dazed, and his thoughts drifted further and further away. The embarrassing atmosphere at the beginning was forgotten completely, and he didn't pay attention to the other person beside him. A look of relief.

Sure enough, that incident just now scared him.

That guy is too hasty!

A ball of anger rolled in his chest, but it was the young king who burned the underworld to the extreme. At this moment, he had to pretend to be nonchalant and coax his half body without showing the slightest suspicious look. Extremely suffocated.

Although his face looked as if nothing had happened, he was very upset when his partner avoided him with an uncomfortable look just now.

After finally coaxing his companions to let go of their defenses, the young king was finally able to get close to him without any grievances. At this moment, he secretly wrote down this time in annoyance, only thinking that he must find an opportunity to pay back severely in the future.

He thought so, but his eyes fell on Yu Yu inadvertently.

"Partner, you are..."

"Ah! That's right! Another me, look at my pajamas, hehe~"

After this reminder, Yu You raised his arms and excitedly showed his favorite work to the other party.

The Egyptian prince was wearing a light blue dress that was loose and soft but definitely not in the Egyptian style.

In the eyes of the Egyptians, the style of this dress is really strange, but it is no stranger to the boy king of the underworld who once stayed for a long time after 3000 years.

That's what his partner must have put on every night in modern times...

Yu You tugged at the corner of his sleeve and swung it up and down a few times, with a very happy smile on his face.

"I asked Tia to help me do it a few days ago, and it was just finished."

He lowered his head and touched the light blue collar around his neck. Although the style looked a bit wrong and awkward compared to what he remembered, it could be seen that he still liked the newly made pajamas very much.

"Look like?"

He raised his head and looked at the other girl, his violet-toned pupils shone like gems, showing that he was both excited and happy at the moment.

The pharaoh of the underworld stared at him slightly, without answering.

There was no expression on that handsome cheek with the same white complexion as Yu Yu's, but the soft smile under the deep purple eyes seemed to fade a little, making it more difficult to see through.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer for a long time, You You looked down at the other party's gaze strangely.

His eyes immediately fell on his chest. On the modern-looking pajamas, the smooth and shiny gemstones replaced the original plastic buttons and stood upright on the clothes. The casual and ordinary pajamas were embellished with shiny , No matter how you look at it, it is uncoordinated.

He couldn't help reaching out and pulling the extremely awkward-looking gem a few times, and he couldn't help laughing.

But there is no way, there can be no plastic in Egypt, let alone buttons.

Tia said it took a lot of work to drill these little gems into buttons.

As the younger brother of the king of Egypt, he is now considered a privileged class. Whatever he wants, as long as he says a word, there will always be many people trying to get what he wants.

At first, he wondered if he could take out the T-shirt and suit trousers he was wearing before and wear them when he went out, but Tia gave him the excuse of 'Young brother can't wear such ugly clothes without dignity and image'. He retorted mercilessly.

In the end, the two sides took a step back from each other and reached a final agreement—the king’s brother can wear this kind of strange pajamas that are not aesthetically pleasing to Egyptians in his bedroom—of course Tia and the other maids showed their expressions unabashedly. Expressed an extremely disgusted attitude towards the style of this clothing.

This is the generation gap!Generation gap!

A naked 3000-year generation gap!

The Egyptian prince who was completely despised by the maids for his elegant clothes could only slander inwardly.

"Sorry, buddy..."

The low voice from the side interrupted the complaint from the bottom of Yu You's heart, and he suddenly raised his head to look in a daze.

A hand stretched out to caress his temples, and the slender white fingers gently rubbed against his cheeks with hot fingertips, revealing a little hesitation.

The pharaoh with beautiful dark purple jewel-like pupils smiled at him, his eyes seemed to soften in the waves of the moonlight, but they were dark with less light.

"terribly sorry."

He whispered with such a smile.

"What's the matter? Why do you say that?"

Yugi stared at him blankly for a while.

Seeing the extremely soft but somewhat ambiguous smile on the slightly raised corners of the other party's lips, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, before the person in front of him walked into the door that opened the gate to the underworld, he also smiled at him with soft eyes like now.

Partner, you are so strong that you don't need me anymore.

The man said with a smile, then turned and left.

He opened his eyes wide, watching him disappear from his life through blurred tears.

No, maybe it never disappeared.

Letting the opponent's hand rub against his cheek, You Yu pursed his lips tightly.

He raised his hand abruptly, and pressed his fingertips heavily on the other corner of his slightly raised lips.

He pressed very hard, and his nails pierced down, leaving a lot of marks on the corners of the light red lips, but it also stunned the other party for a moment.

"partner?"

And at the moment when the pharaoh in the underworld was stunned, the Egyptian king's younger brother leaned close to him, stretched out his arms and hugged Yatum's neck tightly.

His arms were clasped tightly, his fingertips clasped tightly on Atum's shoulder.

He closed his eyes, his forehead pressed against Atum's warm neck, and his slender eyelashes almost touched the other's skin.

His breathing was a little rapid, and the warm breath passed over the collarbone attached to the tip of his nose.

"You said that the underworld god chose you."

You said, the slightly sore tip of his nose made the last sound of his sentence a little unstable.

"So you're leaving again..."

[No matter what your partner has done, as long as you are a partner, you don’t need to apologize, because I can forgive anything. ] The person in his arms is always so gentle to him that it is impossible to refuse.

When everything has become a habit that has penetrated into the bone marrow, it was suddenly cut off abruptly.

[Partner, you are already so strong that you don’t need me anymore. 】

It is precisely that kind of extreme gentleness that can create a language that is more cruel than anything else.

"……No."

After a moment of astonishment just now, the pharaoh of the underworld who reacted after the game's words immediately opened his mouth to answer.

He hugged the boy in his arms almost like a conditioned reflex, he said.

"I'm not leaving."

His voice was lowered a bit, and the golden hair that became brighter and brighter under the moonlight fell down, covering most of the pair of dark purple pupils with unclear expressions, making it even more difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

"Sorry, buddy, I didn't make it clear just now." Gently stroking the shoulder of the person in his arms, he repeated again, "I won't leave."

After hesitating for a moment, he said again, "I apologized just now because I felt that I had troubled you."

"what?"

When he said that he would not leave, the almost stiff arms that hugged him tightly finally relaxed.

Yugi looked up at him, puzzled.

The young king of the underworld smiled and lightly stroked the corners of You You's eyes where there was still a little redness, and his gaze once again fell on the clothes on You Yu's body.

"Does your partner miss home very much?"

"Ah, this is..."

Although it is true that he is homesick, but thinking of his apologetic look just now, Yu Yu suddenly feels a little speechless.

He suddenly understood another meaning of his apology just now, and hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"Because of me, the partner was forcibly brought here from the original world."

"My partner has helped me a lot, but I have killed him so much that I can never go back."

"I have encountered so many unhappy things here, and I was almost killed in 3000 years. I am always in constant danger."

"Even if everything is over now, there is still no way to see my family again, and no way to return to the original world."

"It's all because of me..."

The young king of the underworld spoke quietly, one sentence after another.

He knows better than anyone how cherished and nostalgic he is for family and friendship.

But now because of him, the game has to abandon all of this.

He spoke in a low voice, with a calm expression and calm eyes, but the arms around the partner in his arms shrank tighter and tighter due to nervousness.

Brother Wang, who was hugged by the young king, just raised his head, looking at him with bright violet-toned pupils, and the moonlight fell in, shining cleanly.

Then, when Atum stopped talking, Yugi, who had been listening to him quietly, finally spoke.

"I was indeed forcibly brought to Egypt by the power of the Three Illusory Gods, not voluntarily."

The Egyptian king's brother said that the first sentence made the young king tighten his fingers on his back.

"I do miss my family and friends terribly, and I never thought I would ever leave them."

"Even now, I really want to go back to them."

He said quietly, his dark eyelashes were half down, casting a faint shadow on his fair cheeks.

He knelt in the arms of the young king, tilted his head slightly, and looked sideways at the young king with a childish immature face.

"However, the other me, if the Three Imaginary Gods told me about this and let me choose, I would also choose to come to you."

Yugi tilted his head, looked at Atum with a smile in his crooked eyes.

"I know that you are in danger, how can I not care about it."

"The other me, I know, you always protected me before, and I am the same, and I want to protect you too."

"No matter how long it has passed, no matter where you are, even if the time is so long that you and I have changed, as long as I know that the other me is in danger, I will definitely come to help you."

"Maybe I will lose something, maybe I will never go back, I will be unhappy and sad, but I will not regret it."

"The other thing that annoys me the most is when something happens to me and I don't know it."

He leaned forward and leaned forward, his head up.

Yugi's outstretched hands held the other's head.

He rested his forehead lightly against Atum's forehead, which was the same color as his own.

The tip of their noses almost touched, feeling the heat of each other's breath.

The violet-toned eyes were curved with a smile, and the smile permeated little by little, and it also carried the warmth of touching the skin.

"As long as the other me needs me, I will come to you."

He said, one word at a time, in a low voice.

It is loud and heart-warming.

The pharaoh of the underworld didn't answer, but stared deeply at the smiling face of his partner with his dark purple pupils.

In that gaze, a somewhat unclear gaze is hidden deep in the eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

Then, he closed his eyes, just quietly feeling the warmth between each other's foreheads.

In the dark night, the jumping firelight cast a shadow on the corner of his lips, covering the slight upward curve.

The game will stay in Ancient Egypt.

The game is here, and all that is cherished is only him.

With the loss of family and friends, nothing is more important to the game now than him.

Only him.

……

Long, long ago, the young Wang Gao who had just entered the underworld sat on the throne.

The cold dark purple pupils looked down, half-closed eyes, but the eyes were as sharp as unsheathed white knives.

The dark flames of the underworld danced and illuminated the young king's indifferent and handsome face that showed no trace of emotion.

Leaning against the wide throne, the right leg is folded over the left knee, and the slender white fingers are interlaced in front of the chest, in a lazy posture, but it is a posture overlooking all living beings from above.

The young king of the underworld, recognized by the god of the underworld, Osiris, stared down indifferently.

Before the huge scale, Anubis's servants cut open the chest of the human who came to the underworld, took out hot hearts and put them on one side of the scale.

The heavier one is a felony.

Those who hang lightly will be punished lightly.

This is the judgment hall of the underworld that judges everything on earth.

All sins have nowhere to hide here.

In the cold darkness, the wailing and weeping of the sinners can be heard endlessly.

However, far away from this terrifying and cold hall of judgment, in the garden of another gorgeous palace in the underworld that should be peaceful and peaceful, the quarrel between the young man and the young girl has been going on for most of the day.

"I'm going!"

"Don't go."

"I'm going to go!"

Cute teenage girl in pink waving her arms vigorously expressing her anger and determination.

Her actions gave the man in the dark purple robe a severe headache.

"Traveling through the underworld and the human world at will is not allowed by the god Osiris!"

He couldn't help but increase his voice.

"I just want to go and have a look at the game master, Master~~Let me go, just for a while~~I'll be back soon~~~~"

"Can't!"

The black magician who was already deeply frowning completely ignored the coquettish attack of his lovely apprentice.

"It's not long since the master returned to the underworld, so don't cause trouble for him."

"But the master must also miss the game master very much. I went to visit the game master and came back to talk to the master~~"

The black magician girl said dissatisfiedly wrinkling the tip of her nose.

Because she has always stayed by the side of the two masters, she is very clear.

How much does her master value the game master? That protective gesture can almost be called pampering.

He is gentler to the game master than anyone else.

She also likes to see the master's soft expression... At least it's much better than the cold and expressionless expression after returning to the underworld!

"It's all Isis' fault!"

Thinking of this, the black magician girl couldn't help complaining again.

"It's not good to look for who, but you want to find the game master to be the master's opponent? As a result, the game master is forced to do this kind of thing he doesn't want to do!"

She knew that she had always been a little nervous, and she was reckless in many things.

But even she knows how cruel it is for the game master to let the game master do that kind of thing.

The game owner must be very sad right now.

Why can't the master think of this?Actually acquiesced in Isis's choice?

She couldn't understand anything.

"It's all Isis... No, it's Isis now... It's all her fault! If it wasn't for her insisting that the game master be the master's opponent, the game master would be too pitiful—"

"do not talk!"

An angry reprimand interrupted the black magician girl's dissatisfied words, and also startled her.

She looked up at her master.

The black mage's usual steady and calm expression looked very ugly at this moment.

"do not talk."

He repeats again.

"But master—"

She wanted to refute unwillingly, but was interrupted again.

"I told you to stop talking!"

The master's sudden aggravated reprimand startled her again, she kept her mouth shut and said nothing, but with an expression of disbelief, and a pair of big eyes filled with tears and stubbornly looking at the black magician.

Seeing her like this, the black mage had a severe headache.

After a long stalemate, he finally sighed heavily.

"When will your temper change..."

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke again hesitantly.

"Don't you know that Isis is the king's priest?"

"Of course I know about this! But if it wasn't for her—"

The words stopped abruptly halfway through.

The black magician girl opened her eyes wide, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Master, master...you, you mean...impossible..."

After being dazed for a while, he stammered out two sentences.

"Lord, master, what the hell is he..."

The black mage remained silent and did not answer.

Silence, however, is the answer.

Priests only obey the pharaoh's orders.

Isis asked the game to be the opponent of the battle ritual of the pharaoh's return to the underworld.

That was an instruction from Pharaoh.