Pharaoh

"From tomorrow onwards, you will be Pharaoh, the great king who rules over the whole of Egypt."

"You are the son of the great sun god Ra, and you are different from those humble humans."

"Everyone in the world is your slave."

"Command and obey, this is the relationship between you and those servants."

"You can give them a little mercy. But don't forget that they follow you, protect you, and admire you just because you are Pharaoh."

"From now on, forget the name Atum."

The dying king with withered skin and haggard face said so to his young self.

"You were born as a pharaoh and you will die as a pharaoh."

"Don't trust anyone, don't get close to anyone."

"Never forget, Pharaoh's pride."

"You are the supreme Pharaoh."

-

The room was quiet.

In the darkness, only a little bit of starlight occasionally penetrates through the skylight, casting a light layer of starlight on the bluestone floor.

The young Pharaoh half-closed his eyes, a crimson hue streaming from his slender eyelashes.

The night in Egypt was very cold, and the body of the boy in his arms did not have the soft and boneless feeling of the women who served the bed, but it was extremely warm.

It doesn't have that choking fragrance that always makes him uncomfortable, even if there seems to be a faint smell of blood remaining, it makes him feel refreshed and peaceful miraculously.

The person in his arms was pushing his chest hard again, and the young Pharaoh frowned.

Tightening his arms again, he held his younger brother firmly in his arms. He pressed the chin on the top of the opponent's head, unconsciously rubbing the soft hair gently.

Probably because he sensed his unhappiness, or because he couldn't move because he hugged him too tightly, his brother was quiet for a while.

However, after being quiet for a while, his brother moved again.

The hand holding the clothes on his chest tugged at his clothes with extremely subtle movements.

He paused for a moment, then pulled lightly again.

It seemed to be testing whether he was asleep or still angry, and that movement seemed timid.

The wonderful feeling of being scratched by a soft feather in the depths of his heart made the young Pharaoh's crimson pupils unconsciously soften a lot.

He loosened his arms, and gently brushed his brother's soft forehead hair with his raised left hand.

Because of his loosening strength, the young man who was finally able to lift his head looked at him. On that immature face, there was absolutely no fear or flattery that he often saw on other people's faces.

He saw his own face reflected in the depths of those large, bright, violet-hued eyes, clearly visible.

At that moment, for some reason, there seemed to be a strange string trembling deep in the young king's heart.

"That kind of thing is wrong..."

The boy with bright light purple pupils said to him.

"The kind of thing that Brother Wang said is not right at all!"

He categorically refuted the Pharaoh's words without flinching.

"I have never thought about expecting Brother Wang to die, not from the very beginning!"

The words of the king cannot be opposed by anyone.

Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish.

As long as the person who violates oneself is killed, it will be fine.

He has always thought so, and he has always done so.This was true even when he was still an Egyptian prince.

But for some reason, at this moment, the young Pharaoh stared at the immature face that was almost exactly the same as his, but he was not angry at all.

"If Brother Wang dies, then I will die too!"

The young king of Egypt said, simply and neatly.

His light purple pupils were as clear as stars in the night sky.

The handsome face of the young Pharaoh, who was always so calm that no one could see his emotions, showed an extremely rare look of astonishment at that moment.

The culprit who made the young king show such an expression had no idea how surprising and unfamiliar his words were.

It surpassed everyone's expectations, the most impossible language, enough to move the young king.

"What stupid things are you talking about?"

The young Pharaoh, who had come back, reprimanded his innocent and childish brother mercilessly.

"As I said, the bloodline of the Egyptian royal family must never be cut off..."

"I don't care about that kind of thing!"

The crisp voice of the boy who seemed to be more self-willed than anything else interrupted the Boy King's words.

"Those messy things have nothing to do with me!"

"You are the younger brother of Egypt. After me, the only person qualified to rule Egypt."

Young Wang Junmei's face has returned to calm, he said in a very low voice, no one knows whether he is angry or not.

"This is something you have to bear as a member of the Egyptian royal family."

"I don't care—" the words were still extremely willful, "I grew up as an ordinary commoner, the royal family and the royal family, those things have nothing to do with me!"

"I'm different from Brother Wang. I never thought about being a pharaoh, and I don't know how to rule Egypt...so I don't understand what you said!"

The tone of the young brother Wang became more and more sharp because of his excitement.

"I always don't understand what Brother Wang says, and I never understand what Brother Wang says... So, what I have to do now is just to say clearly what I have to say!"

"You can say it as many times as you want, and you can explain it as many times as you want, until Brother Wang fully understands it!"

he said, with a firm gaze.

Although he looked up at the young king.

Although most of the body is held by the other party.

The momentum of his speech was not lost at all to the gaze of the young pharaoh staring at him.

"Whether it's the throne or Egypt, I don't care about these things at all."

"I came here because Brother Wang is here."

"This has nothing to do with whether Brother Wang is a Pharaoh!"

He said, his throat trembling: "Why do we have to involve those?... Yes, maybe to Brother Wang, the throne and Egypt are very important things, things that are much more important than me .”

The violet-toned eyes leaked tears again in the master's almost exhausted voice.

"But the most important thing to me right now is Atum... Brother Wang!"

"So if Brother Wang dies, I will die too—"

The dark room was so silent, as if only the clear and clear voice of the young prince who was exhausted after expressing all his emotions in one breath echoed.

His light purple pupils were filled with tears, but he still stared stubbornly at the young Pharaoh without blinking.

The stars in the night sky do not know when they are hidden in the clouds.

The darkness concealed the expression on the face of the young pharaoh at this moment.

All he could see was his beautiful lips pursed, showing smooth lines like sculptures.

His hand gently pressed the head of his crying brother into his arms.

He was silent and said nothing.

──From now on, forget your name.Remember, everything you have is because you are Pharaoh──

──Pharaoh, in the name of God, we will protect you with our lives──

──Pharaohs of Egypt, gods of Egypt, and people of Egypt will always be at your feet──

Before dawn, the last faint starlight struggled through the clouds and entered the Pharaoh's palace.

Hugging his younger brother who was biting his lower lip and choking and crying, the young Pharaoh lay sideways on the bed.

His hands pressed the opponent's head tightly into the socket of his neck, refusing to relax at all, as if he didn't want the opponent to raise his head to meet his gaze.

He seemed to be on guard against what his brother saw.

──"It has nothing to do with whether you are a pharaoh or not! The most important thing to me is Atum!"──

The messy golden hair on the sideburns covered his handsome face, making it even more difficult to see in the darkness.

It is even more impossible for the young king brother whose head is pressed tightly to the side of the neck by the young king to see...

Under the beautiful blond hair that melted like gold, the young Pharaoh's slightly reddish beige ears were hidden.

-

【Are you crying because of fear? 】

No.

[Then is it because of pain, or sadness? 】

No.

[Because you hate it? 】

Nor is it.

【I do not understand. 】

It doesn't matter if you don't understand.

If you have to say it, the reason for crying is just because you know you are not alone.

Just knowing that the one you care about never changes.

[You don't doubt? 】

I've been afraid.

In this strange place, I have always been afraid.

Everything here is strange, because it is too strange.

So, I doubted him.

【result? 】

enough.

Even if he lacks the memory of that time, even if he lacks the maturity of that person 3000 years later, even if there are many, many differences... However, his gentleness has not changed in the slightest.

……This is enough.

[What ending do you think you will get? 】

Wouldn't it be too boring for a book if you even knew the ending?

【idiot. 】

each other.

-

"Have you cried enough?"

The young Pharaoh's low voice seemed to be a sigh, somewhat rebuking.

"The majesty of the Egyptian royal family is almost lost by you."

"Huh? Uh, yes, I'm sorry."

Knowing that the other him now hates crying very much, he hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his hands.

Just a random swipe made his immature face look more messed up.

The young Pharaoh frowned and stared at his younger brother who was wiping his tears in a hurry for a long while.

"never mind."

The beige hand raised, and the fingertips penetrated into the other's soft hair.

The young king shackled the opponent's head in his own hands.

"It seems that you can't change this problem."

The head of the young Egyptian king was forcibly raised by his brother's hand.

"It's okay to cry. But..."

The eyes staring straight at each other, there is no angle to hide from each other.

His hand that was wiping away his tears subconsciously rested on the beige hands that turned his head away.

His tear-stained face was inescapably exposed to those crimson pupils that were as beautiful as burning flames.

"It is absolutely forbidden to cry in front of people other than me."

Its daybreak.

The twilight of the morning sun fell from the skylight and happened to fall on the handsome cheek of the young Egyptian Pharaoh.

With his fingertips, he gently wiped away the tears on his brother's soft cheeks.

Even across 3000 years of time and space, there has never been any fading tenderness.

The young king of Egypt opened his eyes wide.

His breathing paused briefly.

He forgot to cry at that moment.

It was under the light of the great sun god Ra

more precious than anything

more beautiful than anything

Pharaoh's smile.

[The first Pharaoh's smile]

【Finish】