Brother Jack, don't kill me!

"Let's go get rid of it."

Lot heard a voice coming from beside him, he raised his head, and saw a gloved hand stretched out towards him.

"You don't want to kill them, do you?"

C stood beside Lott, his golden eyes looked over, and his silver braided hair hung behind his head, swaying with the movement.

C has a very serious cleanliness.

C's gloves were given to him by Lott. At the beginning, C felt disgusting even when he touched people, but now he is willing to help him bury the dead bug cat

Lott wanted to answer, but he was still coughing, and the mocking words from outside reached his ears.

"Those people are polluted and dirty, you know that too." C looked at Lott, the bandaging tape wrapped around his face wrinkled because of his relieved smile, he continued, "Don't bother with them."

"I……"

Lott was unable to speak.

Ink gushed out of his mouth, wet his palms, ran down the backs of his fingers, and dripped to the floor.

He lost consciousness.

……

"This one is too weak, it doesn't even reach the special level."

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets. He looked at the mantra that was pinned down at his feet, and said, "I've saved time, so I can spare some time to buy desserts on the way back to Tokyo."

Xia Youjie came from behind and said, "Don't take it lightly."

Gojo Satoru smiled softly and said, "We are the strongest."

"Jay, I'll leave it to you."

Xia Youjie let out a "hmm", and then he activated the magic spell.

Under the effect of the mantra, the mantra that was knocked down quickly turned into a round ball and fell into Xia Youjie's hands.

It looks like a poke ball, but its essence is not so beautiful.

Xia Youjie picked up the poke ball with his thumb and index finger, then lowered his eyes, opened his lips, and stuffed the poke ball into his mouth.

Xia Youjie frowned.

At that moment he could hardly contain himself from throwing up.

It was an extremely disgusting taste, like swallowing crushed worms into the mouth, and the foul-smelling juice rolled back and forth on the tip of the tongue, stimulating people's sense of taste. The vomit-on rag was almost as disgusting, if not more disgusting.

Xia Youjie's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed it, but his taste still told him the uncomfortable feeling just now.

At this time, he wiped the corners of his mouth and remembered that he had to rinse his mouth when he returned.

Even though he hated and resisted the smell of the curse spirit, Xia Youjie insisted on swallowing it, which was necessary for becoming stronger.

He thought of Lotte's smiling face, a sincere smile without the slightest haze, at this moment he clenched his fists, thinking that he needed to become stronger.

Gojo Satoru stood up, he stood on the top of the mountain, looked into the distance, and said, "Jie, this doesn't feel right."

Xia Youjie raised his head, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru took off his round sunglasses, and his pair of sky pupils looked into the distance. He pointed to the school over there, and said, "We seem to have found the wrong place~"

Six Eyes felt the violent fluctuation of the mantra.

The mantra, which was originally gentle and seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment, fluctuated unusually at this time.

The birthplace is that school.

"There's another one over there."

……

Lott opened his eyes. He saw the white ceiling and smelled the smell of disinfectant. He knew that he was sent to the infirmary again. He always came here and was used to it.

A doctor with long black hair came over, she sat by the bed and laughed, her golden pupils were particularly eye-catching at this moment.

Lotte looked at her for a while and asked, "Did C send me here, Umbrella Man?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

"Little Lott, so how do you feel now?"

Lott shook his head. He said, "I don't feel well. I think, get some sleep."

"Want a bedtime story, Lott?"

"I……"

The Umbrella Man propped his chin and said, "Princess Ink taught the people of the Paper Kingdom knowledge and writing—"

Lott was lying on the bed. He opened his eyes and said, "This is my continuation of the story, Umbrella Man."

"Yeah." The Umbrella Man nodded, and the woman he possessed hung down her hair, and said, "In the end, they lived happily together. It's a fairytale ending, and it's very fitting. However, the reality is not entirely a fairytale." .”

"So, what do you want to say, Umbrella Man?"

The woman sighed, she waved her hand, and said, "Poor Princess Ink, she was drained of her use value at the end of the story and died in prison. That's sad realism, isn't it?"

Lotter said: "No. The reality is not so dark and cruel."

The woman laughed, and she said: "You are very optimistic, little Lotte, even if you are treated like that, you can still laugh. As I said, my employer cares about you very much, so I am also very interested in you. I thought it would be interesting to see how you struggled to live in pain."

"Oh."

"Actually, you are not that optimistic." The Umbrella Man said, "Or in other words, you feel that you are not worth being used at all. You are used to relying on others, which is why you are so at a loss today, right? ?”

"You rely on your female friend, you rely on the brown-haired boy you rescued, you rely on the manipulator to support you, but I think you rely on him the most. During the time he left, you lived Very difficult."

Lott said, "Well. I depend on Jay a lot."

"Jay makes me trust, no problem, Umbrella Man."

The corner of the woman's lips curled up, she squinted her golden eyes, leaned her chin, looked over, and said, "Is this okay? If it weren't for the five reminders, you might not know what the person you trust the most is going to do, but Even if he said it, you didn’t believe it, ah——you said the wrong timeline.”

The Umbrella Man said, "Just pretend I never said that."

"Okay, Lotte." The Umbrella Man said, "Your friend is waiting for you outside. Perhaps, you should leave with him before I finish possessing you, if you don't want to be questioned by the woman I possessed."

"I see."

The Umbrella Man opened the door and walked out. The woman he possessed paused outside for a while, as if talking to someone outside, and then Xia Youjie came in.

Lott was lying on the hospital bed, and he fell asleep on his side, but when he got closer, he could find that his eyes were not closed at all.

"Jay."

Lott made a sound. He clutched the bed sheet and said, "I'm so uncomfortable."

Xia Youjie sat down by the bed, and he handed over two pills, and then a piece of chocolate.

"Take the medicine and you won't feel bad, Lotte."

Lott opened his mouth and swallowed Xia Youjie's pills familiarly, his Adam's apple rolled, and after drinking the water, he tasted the taste of chocolate again.

Very sweet.

At this time, candy is a very comforting thing.

But Lott wanted a hug more, although he felt that he was not qualified to ask for so much.

Luo Te lowered his eyes, his hand stretched out from the bed sheet, and grabbed the corner of Xia Youjie's clothes, he still said, "I'm so uncomfortable, Jie."

Xia Youjie turned sideways, he lowered his head, because of this movement, his bangs drooped down, and said: "If it's because of the school, it will be fine soon."

Lotter's lips moved, and he shook his head.

At last he said, "The bug-cat in the garden is dead."

"They died of food poisoning because I fed them..."

Lotte couldn't go on.

He curled up, his fingers holding the corner of Xia Youjie's clothes were trembling, he sobbed softly, the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Xia Youjie held his palm.

The older black-haired boy lowered his eyes. He tightly grasped Lott's fingers, separated them one by one, and held them in the palm of his hand. The warm body temperature warmed Lott's cold fingers.

"It's not your fault." Xia Youjie said, "You just want to help them, don't you?"

"But they died because I wanted to help them."

"I……"

Lott coughed, his breathing became short of breath, and because of this, he covered his mouth, desperately trying to suppress the ink that was about to vomit.

His health was indeed getting worse.

Lott closed his eyes, he felt as if he was crying, but no matter what, he must be in such a mess.

"it's not your fault."

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, and he hugged Luo Te through the quilt.

It is a familiar hug, which is extremely reassuring.

"Ugh..."

Lotte trembled, and a nasal sob escaped from his lips covered with his palms.

"Lotte, that's not your fault."

Lot raised his eyes, his vision was covered with tears, misty and blurred.

His palm was grabbed and moved away.

Xia Youjie looked at him and said, "Tell me, it's not your fault."

Xia Youjie's expression was very serious.

Lott opened his mouth and he spoke, his voice sounded slurred and nasal.

"This is not my fault."

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant for a while.

"this is not your fault."

"This is not my fault……"

Luo Te repeated these words following Xia Youjie's words, as if reciting a spell, but unexpectedly, he calmed down.

Luo Te's breathing gradually eased. He took the tissue from Xia Youjie and wiped off the ink from the corner of his mouth.

"Is it better?"

"Ah."

"Then let's go."

Xia Youjie said, turning his back to Lott, and said, "I'll take you back."

Lot sat up with the quilt propped up, put his arms around Xia Youjie's shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "Okay."

He was carried up.