How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The elder brother, who has never been called patient, originally didn't want to show up, but seeing the boy's face surrounded by soft fabrics, and the look of anticipation in his wide-open black eyes gradually dissipated, and turned into a bright pleading, in the end he still resigned to his fate. Concessions were made.

No, not a concession.

Doflamingo revised his rhetoric in his heart.He was originally answering the call for the sake of his important family members, and it was only natural that he would be more tolerant and make more concessions to this person.Hmm...just look at the compensation for the other party's terminal illness due to my negligence of duty last time.

So it became a matter of course to respond to the request.

The faint moonlight shining through the gaps in the curtains was tightly blocked.

The fluffy red feathers flooded the cheeks, and the focus of the obstructed line of sight changed unnaturally repeatedly.The smell that fills the nostrils makes people unconsciously think of the vast ocean, the swift sea breeze, and the white gulls flying high in the sky with their wings spread, falling on the ground against the shadow of the sun, and cawing a series of loud and clear cries.

The figure of the man occupies almost half of the small bedroom, and he is bending down unhappily at this moment, letting the red tie hanging outside the black shirt hang down, pressing one hand on the bed, and getting close to Yugong Cuixi, who is hugging the quilt tightly. look up.

"Why, you don't want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"That's too hard for you."

Muttering something quickly in response, Yu Gongcui shrank back to a corner of the bed as much as she could, patted the open space beside her, and motioned for the other party to sit down reluctantly, her long legs stacked aggrievedly.

Subconsciously, he swayed the pink feather that was too close to himself, and slowly sorted out his words.

"Today, something happened to me."

"Both sides on the opposite side told me 'I can't choose out of obligation, but rely on my own heart', but when I think about it carefully, I seem to have always acted in response to other people's expectations in the past, in exchange for trust... …I always thought that was all I wanted.”

The heat transmitted through the soft and fluffy feather cloak originates from the human body, which is long-lasting and constant.Amamiya Tsui, who couldn't help but feel at ease, blinked her eyes slowly, raised her head, and wanted to find the answer from the listener's reaction.

"Dover," he whispered, "how can I see my own heart?"

In the middle of the night, everything is silent, and I can hear the faint and faint chirping of insects from some distance outside the window.Amidst the slight sound of wind scraping the glass, the corners of the man's mouth slowly turned up, revealing a huge smile that was more exaggerated than usual and slightly crazy.

"Hey, isn't it? The years of following me are not enough for you to see yourself clearly? Everyone in the family is willing to die for me to become the Pirate King, and you should be no exception, right?"

...In that world, at that time, it was indeed so.

But, "I can't tell if that's just—in exchange for trust, some kind of exchange with true feelings."

I am certain that death is only the end of this dungeon, and if I earnestly perform the process just to complete the task, then it cannot be called my own will at all, right?

Amamiya Tsui wasn't at all worried about the possibility of Doflamingo being angry at being told "emotional fraud".The past is not false, he not only firmly believes in the tenacity of the wordless bond between the two, but also knows the temper of the other.

That's not the kind of person who would be offended by a slight change in form.

Sure enough, the man's expression remained calm, revealing his usual looseness.

"That kind of thing is not important. However, if you can't even tell the difference, you really can't be called a qualified pirate."

"listen."

He turned his face and dropped a look to this side.Contrary to that indifferent attitude, every syllable is clear and heavy, slower and more serious than usual.

"No matter what form you come into contact with or what kind of experience you have had, as long as you think about it, a single thought is enough to ignite the whole person, and you can't help but be filled with high-pitched yearning and passion..."

"The purpose itself, and even the process leading to it, will make you feel sincerely happy. You are eager to pursue it from the bottom of your heart, looking forward to the next voyage, and willing to deal with all adventures—"

I don't know what to recall, the smile on Doflamingo's face restrained, became softer and more real.

"That's the choice of 'heart'."

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After a night of tossing and turning, Yu Gongcui went to school as scheduled with dark circles under her eyes.

The atmosphere in the classroom is more anxious than before, almost everyone is not paying attention to the textbooks, whispering about the latest news about "supernatural abilities" on the Internet, discussing excitedly and full of novelties unique to this age and longing.

The elderly history teacher turned a blind eye, babbled on writing lesson plans on the blackboard with chalk, and taught his own class.An over-excited male student raised his right hand high, and the old man narrowed his slightly cloudy eyes and called the former's name.

The boy stood up abruptly, and his loud voice overwhelmed the whispers in the classroom.

"About those videos circulating on the Internet, what do you think, teacher?"

This kind of thing that challenges the world view of ordinary people is destined to spread quickly. The history teacher who knew exactly what he was referring to pondered for a few seconds, looked around the classroom slowly with eyes almost submerged in wrinkles, and finally gave an inscrutable answer.

"If it is real, then maybe it is hidden by your side."

Yugong Cui shrugged imperceptibly.

It is undoubtedly a waste of time to stay here, and mention the application for leaving school during the lunch break.After making such a decision, he walked to the promenade between classes to breathe, holding the cold drink bought from the vending machine in his hand, lying on the iron fence and looking down idly.

Compared with the students who gathered and chatted in twos and threes, under the cover of trees and bushes, the group of boys surrounded by a ring caught Amamiya Tsui's attention.

It seems to be a classmate, he has no impression.

However, through the badly worn school uniform and the strange yellow hairstyle on the top of the head, it can be easily determined that they are a group of bad guys.

Originally, Yu Gongcui, who knew that he and these peers were not in the same world, had no idea of ​​helping them get back on track. He just stood in a daze in the corridor and simply saw it.

But watching a group of three men and one woman surround a thin boy who is alone, punching and kicking without empathy, laughing loudly, and even trying to burn the opponent's forehead with a red cigarette... This is not something that you can sit back and watch with peace of mind. Ignore the range.

Yu Gongcui threw down the drink bottle flatly, and hit the head of the tall boy in the head, spreading a dark stain on the school uniform.

The harsh laughter stopped abruptly, and the four eyes locked on after a quick search.Yugong Cui laid down on the railing in a leisurely manner, waved slowly to the angry faces, and greeted them in a very cordial voice.

"Can you apply for expulsion by yourself? lest I have to beat you up."

Well, at noon, he's going to find Teacher Waicun to apply for leaving school, and everyone can drop by.

But his thoughtfulness did not get the understanding and gratitude he deserved. Seeing the bad combination approaching aggressively, Yu Gongcui stood up straight and sighed slightly while moving his wrists.

Forget it, physical persuasion helps a lost teenager get back on his feet...he's doing something good.

The chunky Waicun kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white handkerchief, and at the same time looked at the five people in front of him in surprise with his small fat eyes.

Amamiya Cui, who was classified as a top student, and three troublesome delinquents who stood shivering behind the boy with a bruised nose and swollen face, supported each other, and a girl who cowered and was about to cry with her mouth puffed up was next to her.

With a smile on his face, the former stated his intentions straight to the point.

"They are here to apply for withdrawal, teacher. By the way, I hope to take a long vacation for a while, and I have some personal matters to deal with."

"Exit, drop out... If the parents know about it and they are voluntary, then of course there is no problem..."

He murmured, not knowing why he lacked confidence, "But Yugong, your long vacation also requires your guardian to explain the situation before you can handle it..."

The handsome young man with a straight figure thought for a second before giving a rather straightforward answer.

"Ah, forget it."

Anyway, he doesn't plan to come to school anymore, if he can't do it, he can't do it.

Nodding goodbye to Teacher Waicun who was full of "Forget it"???", on the way back to the classroom, he was blocked by an unexpected person.

The black-haired boy with bangs hanging down on one side seemed introverted and quiet. Now that he stepped forward to talk to him, it could be seen that he had mustered up a lot of courage, and his tongue was a little knotted.

"Well, thank you," he clenched his fists hanging by his side uncomfortably, and after forcing himself to take a deep breath, he introduced himself in a low voice, "Although we are in the same class, we haven't talked much... It's Yoshino Junpei."

Because compared with the introverted and unpopular self, the other party seems to be a character from another world.

He maintains a good relationship with everyone and is good at everything.Set off by the dust piled up in the corner that no one cares about, it looks like a star that is so perfect that you can't fault it.

You must live a superior life without any troubles and no need to feel the malice of others.

It's really enviable.

The divergent thinking was interrupted by a laughing voice, and the boy who was the object of envy blinked briskly at him without noticing it.

"Don't be so polite, I didn't do anything. But those guys seem to be planning to change their minds. When I went to the office just now, I heard that they were applying to drop out of school with Mr. Waicun."

"... Exit?"

As if shocked by the sudden good news, the boy named Yoshino Junpei repeated slowly.

The expression on his face was more bewildered than surprise.